The Cotton Factory Times. — 1916-06-02 (Manchester, Greater Manchester, England)

DIDD. And the criminal was Lady Wendala's adopted aims, the girl she loved! Ha heartened Susan Smith as well as he could, denying that her admissions had been of any material use to the detective, and at last macted a promise that she vs euld net seek suicide. Then he called a belated cob, and peid the cabman Ile want home to the Coarropolitan Hotel raging in a dumb fury. Whited hypocrim!Siog devil! He had men her slinking 011 t from the house of the murdered man, her husband, the man who stood between her and a marriage upon which the bad set her heart. True, he had men Leshe Seymour at the window, but then he had DO doubt heard the riming of a door and had gone in search of his friend. Ena, the wife, had been in the house a long while. He knew that. What wm he to do? He rang • bell violently and flung himself into a chair in the deserted smoking room. When the waiter cams he ordered whiskey. He sat drinking steadily for a long time, thivking out the situation and inwerdly arguing wildly. The pitiful story of Susan Smith saddened him. Her grief, her ineffectual heroism ware so poignant It wm all in hopeless. If be spoke the truth it would help Lealie very little. Ile could not prove that Ena had aommitteed the murder. But he knew, he knew  Bringing Down the Household Bills  7 We all wish we could do it, don't we? Perhaps we make spasmodic, efforts; go without a pudding now and again, stint the children's milk allowance, and buy cheaper gradee of tea, sugar, and other oommorliti.. But such efforts coo really not worth while. It's poor economy to serve unappetising meals, or to give the children less milk, and lowpriced foods are not necessarily cheap. If we are to save expense with any real advantage on must do the thing scientifically and on s thought-oat plan. What about gas saving? It is not needed much in bedrooms Just now, is itt But when it is substitute a little ad lamp. You can get one which gives quite a good light, good enough to read or work by, for is. 3d., and the oil will met you or little. Then probably you cook by gas. Now, I have noticed that most people • who do take the pan from the ring and empty the food before they trouble to turn off the g.. Dometime. it Xi left burning quite a few minutes. NOW the best plan is to turn off the gas before the pan is removed. You have no idot what a differenoe this raakes inn week even.  Since the Daylight Saving Act came in, and since substituting an old lamp for gas in the bedroom and using a hay box, my own gas bill Lae boon considerably reduwd--aimoin half.  Buying Inferior Cuts of Meat:  Then there is the matter of meat. Now I need not expatiate upon tta high price, and you don't need telling that the cheaper cuts are just as nourishing and appetiaing no the dearer ones if properly cooked. But the quick-witted person will answer: "You, but they take much longer to cook, therefore what we tave in prior goes for the extra gas requzed." Bo it does if you don't see the haVbm, winch COSits you nociung at all, however Bog the food is in it."  Labour Savers. Probably some of you have to bire domestic help, and you know it is almost impossible to get it now, except at a prohibitive price. Put why not get labour-saving applianoesT Then you would be independent of outside help. There are disb-wastijag mac.hmes winch dean the dishes in lena than no time, and no drying is needed. I used to have prejudice named Seem. I was sure that the plates would got chipped or cracked; but now that I bane seen various machines in operation I an convinced that there it much less nuance of the theta being damaged in them than when washed in the ordinary may. If you have plenty of china teethnag up need be done only once a day. Then there are washing machines, tlone sweepers, vacuum cleanens, and many otter apphanoes. ll expensive, you will say, " Yes, but they are labour avers, and labour means money to day.  He had been a long while without food, and for some days he had been abstemious. The spirit bege.o to give quick effect. Lie grew recklesa, cynical. The world was an evil place, but life had an odd trick of grim humour. He regained his position of spectator languidly amused. It was nearly twelve when he entered the bell to aeek the staircase, fle had the old itemisation of elation and an extraordinary mental clarity. His footsteps were alow and a little unoertain. Tbe night porter was opening the front door for Lady W.dele returning from .dinner at Matter. She entered as Dick Allendale stood swaying gently eearching the box for any letters that might have arrived. "Good-night., Mr. Allendale," she said graciously. Then she noticed swaying. "I , missed you to-night. Where have you been?" " I hare been—watching--s soul—in Purgatory, Lady Wendale," he said slowly, with exaggerated gravity. " I am disappointed, Mr. Allendale," Lady Wendel. said sadly, but with point, and went up the staircesst Dick Allendale stared after her. "A tellers!" he said. "God help me," failure? A broke& vessel tor Life's lumber room?"  (To be Contbmed.)