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Anyone u! your borne oon- valeuing loom illneu? Slur! llnem on Soon’: Emulsion- Iringr you llne lull vilumin polency of ﬁner! Cod Liver Oil IN A SPECIALI-Y DI‘ GESTIBLE roRM. Very pleusunl lo loluo-

He shut his eyes, and Page saw tears slip under his lids and for a a long time he did not speak, and she could not.

i “We went down to Mystery House. Lynn, Mrs. Hibbs and Barnes and I’ yesterday afternoon," she presidently said.

"I thought you said you couldn't

" lrsnr it?"

"I didn't think I could. But Alysse-Alrs. Hibbs—wanted to g0. imd I thought we might as well have it over, so after I left you here, we drove straight down. I hiid thought I might faint or stiniething, but it didn't shock me ii: all; it just seemed horribly dreary, with the sun going down iiiid the fog coming 111 0V6!‘ I110 Roi-k."

f "The old Rock! ‘ '

l “Two or thr- (‘limes-e boys were

H2088 cloiiig things up, and of

course the Jllil.lllt'5(‘. They asked

iiie about Ali's. Prendergitst-they

For over 60 year: the lam» our “Fiihvv. ._ mun" truth. vmuk liru ulcu- u/irii s. ulﬂr bmulsinn— [ivwsr CmlLivrv ‘ ()1! in nu mun e/Iicil-nl um] _ rulmubh-juyvn.

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EMULSION

('l"l‘ FLOW!’ 5 ‘ down some duy soon and talk to - — -- them, and we \\'.llkl‘kl out on the is ~,-.i'.l mien lit-t riiurli Wrracc u In“? “.0 (mm, go m ' " "'4 M‘ "’ ‘ “M: pimw" SUlIlCilOW I couldn't go in!" "To “JGM w the "We villi write thcin. can't we? i‘ ti“? Siam‘ 'I'il('l't‘$ no reason for our ever go- : is there?’ L_yiin siiid un- Ia! y. rhino looked at him a lll/illlﬂlt before rcplyiilg. "Just iOORlXIZ zit thc Rock made . ire l't'llli‘llli)l'l‘ ihos‘ liorriiile duysi

<-.il.ecl her that, riiitiirziliy‘, and I iiidii‘: explain anything. Any- i ihiiig about her niiiiie, I mean.

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i JR SALE

Flgill uwirv, anyhow." Lynn added jeal-

l»..r:ii ‘l?! .'l('I‘\‘S. '71! dear. hlllﬂllﬂ‘ 111.! liow my ilPllll hnd ached and i niirri ii iiilii lnirii iuzil sirll “lhid. Aim, “who “L. “vrplkv A“. wit! pre- i LHHHJ! l' .\lt'i*'.\ill. \\l-l , . . . i

‘i nm'l_ .\o, we doiit llJ\€ to go’,

i

I" ‘ Noi- ever! '

a wet-k from today,‘ .

. I‘ .i!, (iﬂililidhlldiy iuriiirig

" r-~'— I s iliouglrs from Mystery

Ewwhqu H“ l-mﬂpd M, ‘he pup l! and its involved affairs, ,1, ,_,. ,,. » ,.». ,,._,,,.\ W, ,_,,iu,- 5m get in the new car —I saw 1

. [Mill up lkiiiil. . sioik 4. HLPNJFL limilri! in rﬁllllvlllllﬁlalalllllllulfir b“ hon’ Pug“ g0 on! Ibis so lovely AHLEOD A. |;;.;_\~1-|_|.;y, to hear you’. Have we a car?" (‘harlottetowmi “We have, and I'm taking a driv- “";*" ' 7 i ing lesson every day. Well, a week from today‘ we pack up everything laud go down to the cm‘, and turn i. outh-jus: we two. We'll drive until we're hungry, and then We'll eat, and then we'll drive more- aloni; the shore and under the

i-ii. .i or .i yc.~ti-r<l:i_\'. Blue, with two nice

‘uluc suitcases in buck."

AUCTION SALE

u _\_|;,,-__h{;,.{,;}_ 'fhu,.styil_v_ i il(‘l'.$ and iliiouuh the villages, and

‘Mn.’ Ii “mt a! I (fchwk well buy; whatever we like and “Vi, U‘,- ‘[()('k crop‘ jmpk. when we get tired we'll rest—two merits‘. hnuwchoirl furnittllw‘. ‘mi-l or this“ ‘iawb m‘ as 1mg“ ‘W. we like, and then we'll go on. ‘ _ _ iigxiin."

i1\='I'_\i-’ll!l‘i Yililiil liml 7m "Htriven!" lie whispered Willi‘ 1i‘? PM?“ mii-"i i-"ii- x0 “i” lips that trembled. i 521w. "And while we're gone," Page mirsiied," while we're seeing Mex- iz. i’. 1iuc!b').\'.\l.l). "WW1 1'11"” N“! Y°'k-°' Uwpmx wliiiturcr we like, tlicrell be car- -

Y i Hwiiiiiiiiirl. Auctioneer. imim" “mking “gain at Mystery

,..

, -- a l-louse. and down will come every ,

- Inst plank o! it-every shingle. All I Vi“ the fireplaces and stained glass ' =~nn<1> room, and the balconies iini! the tiurcis will go up in one i» i 'l‘HERS l LU‘ l’ | "But we'll leave the terraces and - i the oaks. and when we come back will bi- in bloom. We'll build a Cﬂllil’) fire down there. and watch

'."<~i-m~" ZlﬁPliHlIKTd at sale.

v.'iiii!o\\".- and dining rooms, and the itiFFiiiiilNil‘ v big bonfire. l"!l be hot June rind all the roses

i, o!‘ \'.l'\|i!il are in end- li - \.|!'H“.\. .\U'Ii<' llfl‘ sli;:!it— ¢iiil~ Vi 1~\.i ~ lielvii-i-n un-

. ..~..--.-<-iirl1 un-

H|i,ll!l\('l". _ our white farmhouse with the 1W‘ “ ' ‘ji ‘_i“_' "““"s' hiwh i irreen blinds and the red doors go ]'(‘i|'.lll!! l‘\ll|- lliillll ZILLPIILIOI]. i A ‘ _“ ‘t ‘ h ’ ,\r* Iilllllllia il iriiiii is that no up‘ “d “E F!‘ Oi" my orseﬁ . Tfnl‘ ..!l ii‘ ]‘l‘L{l-.‘(‘.ll‘(l. and our red and white cows and

‘Liu- Ill! 4- iiiiiii.itiori. deiﬁ- Hliﬂt‘ the far-is.

our Ithode Island Iteds and Irish ‘Mlllors and nnborlyil ever remem- i ber ihnt right. on that site stood ‘all that horror and drezidfulness!" i i

l. F. Hutchcson

Oikc"i"l‘ ¢>0O€~'T--3C>-I>O0OCvIIWQOQCIOOQLK QU Arrears of Land, Persona! Property and Income Taxes

I i To Wbnm It May Concern:-

Nntlm- is hi-rvby givi-n that payment of all taxes due the Provincial} ‘fn-zuiirer of the Province oi‘ Prince Iidwurd Island in resipcet to Land, Pi-rQoiniI Properly and liu-ome nssessirrient is immediately required. Other- i r-iw slPps uill bi- taken as provided nniler the Land Assessment Act, 1924. i mu! liu- Income and Personal Property ‘Taxation Act, 1024, for collection o! bdrm‘.

Al! Personal Property and ‘lnrnmn ‘faxes remaining unpaid on the ﬁlth duy of October, 193i}, will he subject tn interest at the rate of live per (‘PIIL per nnmim from dale n! default until paid

Tax-payers in arrears will please govern themselves accordingly. Iiati-d at Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, this 25th day of Sep-

lember, 19.16. C. J. STEWART, Sirpervisnr o! Taxation.

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rustic AUCTION

I will sell by Public Auction on premises of G. W. Daw- son. Summcrside. at 3 p. m.. Nov._9th. his highly bred trot- llnif work: “Bud Aubrey" i years, 2.28 at 2, sired by Bud .\\"-"ll'ill_\'. Dzim by Fzipiiiin Aiihi _

"ii""-"_ii!.\' "W'- iivvt‘ .\'(‘1'-I'.-'. Full :-'i.-;!ci‘.

"lil'~‘~'ll' Scull", one yczr. by lieiiinl Scott.

511111.“. NIORRISON. Auctioneer.

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i MYSTERY HOUSE

i By KATHLEEN NORRIS

m’: ‘i, I told them that we would come .

‘me to marry him, I'd probably

i Lynn's eyes had lost their un-

easy look. He listened contentedly. i "And we'll ' on the rum, Paize- Rwwmb" i that one day you said there ought ' to be a strong whistle out there, so

no one ever could be caught there i again? And what about the ‘ diamond, Page?"

She was thinking. She frowned Iaintlyr, out of deep thought.

"Before I went down to My-BWYY House at all, Lynn, do you think

i they meant to kill you, onoe they ' got the diamond?"

A shadow came on his face. He spoke uncertainly. The eyes she loved turned trustingly to hers.

"They didn't have any plan, do you thnk? Or do you think they did? I think-but I hate to re-

i member it all!——I think Rand was to have the diamond; that was to be his share. He could have sold it. out in China. somewhere-they

i couldn't. He might have just

‘ taken it and given them the slip. Should wc-should we do someth-

j ing about tin Ked Anna, Page?" "Well, let's decide, and then

let's forget it," Page said practic-

‘ciliy, comfortably. The less Lynn thinks and hears of the whole horrible mes the better for him, she thought. She took from the new brown purse that matched the new brown sport suit a little fold of pink cotton, unrolled it. The Ked Anna flashed gold and blue and pink in the morning sunshine.

"It's beautifnl—-thc devilish thing!" she said, a little awed.

"Whritll we do with it? You wouldn't like to wear it, Page?"

"Wear it! Idiot! Remind my- self every day of all the horrors

don". think anyone em ought to," slit- said. "I'm all for cutting it up i into tour and selling it. and buying a few more red and white cows!" ,

His eyes lighted; faint color came into his face. i

"Oh, Page, dare we?"

“Dare we! It's ours."

"Oh, let's stop somewhere and have some jeweler do that to- morrow!"

"Tomorrow it shall be." She twisted the stone idly. “Look your last at the Ked Anna!" she said.

"You're done making trouble!" Lynn said, taking the diamond.

“Think-perhaps you ought to think what you do, Lynn!" Page said in sudden compunction. "It's the fifth biggest diamond in the world; it's the only pink one. There isn't a king alive who wouldn't buy it if he could!"

Lynn, his eyes half closed, twist-

i ed the time between his fine thin

fingers.

"It will make four stones," he said, simply, “and they will be sold and lost in the world, and we'll never see them! I hate it. I never want m soc it again. Page, if they offered me ten Ked Annas for one of the hours of next week, when we get into that blue car and turn south, I'd laugh at them! To be alone in the world, Just you and I, and to be feeling stronger and better every minute, and to feel the sun shining. and see the roads going everywhere in every direction, that's better than all the diamonds in the world! And to have you loving me-right beside inc all day-in my arms-J’ He stopped, his face wet. "I've dreamed of it, but I didn't know it ever would come true," he ended huskily, not looking at her. Page

i could not look at him either; she

looked away trembling. After awhile the man said. "What about Dames?" "It's too bad," Page said simply. “He's a. nice fellow, isn't he?" Lynn said, with timid eamest- X1055. “Wonderful. But I happen," the

I girl said deliberately, "w love you."

Lynn laughed shaklly, ecstatic- ally.

"If I had met Banies before I met you," Page sa id, "and if he had taken me to dinner, and asked

have been delighted! But I didn't. I met you and we got mixed into a ‘Mystery House and a lost diamond, and an old woman posing

i n5 another __ gld woman. and the .

1 heir being drugged by an expert 1n i Chinese drugs, and deaths, and

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FOR SALE

I25 Acre Form Property including

50 acres Woodland situated one

mile and one half off main Char- l

lutlctown-Summe §llllﬂ paved lllgh- ' way. ago. Will sell for about half original cost. For further particulars apply

TIIE EASTERN TRUST COMPANY

I54 Richmond Street. L-90- l 1-5-31.

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grave robberies, and being iriarTTdoorsTPage,ivcllihbvgﬁiéizlsfiwnbtﬁT J or (lherii-yicroft‘ ooned on a Rock in the Pacific for , garden, won't ire? And in winter or ‘Vicarage Fara?!" days. And by the time all that we'll have big fires and Christmas “I like ‘Cherrycroft,’ only there aren't any cherries there, Page," Lynn said with his illlXiOll‘ yet con- fident air of referring all trouble- some matters to her.

“We'll buy thirty little cherry trees and send them down before

we go." I

"Oh, yes!" he said in great can- tent. , “We can do that!"

He closed his eyes. The ‘ placid sunshine streamed into the hospital room. Lynn dozed with his fingers

cked in Page's fingers, and a look o! infinite peace on his thin face. Page sat back in her chair

and fell into l

Prendergast diamond, held “n. Iesslv 1n her palm, winked wick. edly on the white walls in gm“ and 801d mid pink. The Ked Anna, older than the pyramids, h“ reached the Winter of its days; but for Page and Lynn life WﬂS at 1m Spring. THE END

The new Aiiyxstery House vi'oi1't.be like the old one!"

"My's‘.e."y House‘! We'll forget that name. We'll call this some-

And again their hands clasped and they smiled at each other.

“When we have our farmhouse! with the green blind". ihc red -

The Mystery of a Man's Identity and the Mystery of a Girl's Heart Arc Tm of the Elements That Endow This New Serial Novel With Breathless Interest

ANYTHING BUT LDVE

By Janet Duran

THEY met in the sunlight of the golf links. But there hovered about both of them shadows invisible. _ So far as the country-club world of Burntwood knew, Johnny Anthony was just a young golf pro. But Alma suspected that the hidden score card of his life held strange erasures.

Yet she did not suspect, sbebad not tho faintest inkling, that over the easy security of her own life there hung a pull of danger — Hut around her had been flung a trap — a cunning and cruel snarefrom which there was no escape — except at a sacrifice she

trembled at making.

Among writers of romantic fiction,

Janet Doran has

won high rank. This,

her latest story, “Anything But

Buildings enckd ten your: .

Love” is one that

will place her still higher.

YOU'LL NOT WANT T0 MISS A SINGLE CHAPTER 0F THIS SWIFT AND STIR- ‘ RING AND BAFFLING SERIAL- T0 BE PUBLISHED DAILY, BEGINNING

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