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Scientists New Studing Reserves of Vegetable ﬁlls

OTTAWA, Sept. 3 tCP)—(,un."._l- inn farm scientists are spending the dvix-lopnient of formidable reserves to be used in the North itmerican bzutle against a shortage of veget- alilv 0P5.

with; Japlnems forces struck in the PJvillC lust December import-

miplit-s of vegetable oils norm- d by ‘JIIC United States wore cut off.

EXIXI:.TIK ‘ll I-‘urin officials re- vt-alcii Lotta) that. two programs conducted this year give promise of

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l. Siiitzclcnt seed may be made available this year to permit the planting at‘ 50.000 acres of oll-rich siiiitliiivcrg. next year.

2. About a ton of seed for the plant known as large black argen- tine rape will be produced. This plant runs iibcut43 per cent oll and this oil if up to standard can be used as the brislls of the best. engine lubric-

ociated with the production Ol able oils from these new sour- es is the Agricultural Department drive to enlarge the output of flax- seed. Which has ment wit-h consider- able success this yicor. Coarse grains production, also greatly en- larged, is another factor as it per- niIls the feeding of large numbers of Livestock from which zinimcil fats are attained, Animal fats can be-used as a, Bllbstiluta for some vegetable oils. -____._.__.___

Rothschild Dies at Bar Harbour

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Baron Rothschild, a. native 0g VUJIIDB. came to the United States from Austria two years ago and slirirtlv afttrrvrards established a Bummer-l result-rice hem.

He eaves his Ivrltlciw, Clay Monteiiore tie Rothschild titgg daughters, Bettina. and Gweridolvn, two brothers. Louis and Eugene do Rothschild in Austria, and a sister, Baroness do Springer m England.

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“Poor McKinley!" said Anne. “I'm like Judith -I can't believe he had anything to do with lt. He'll probably be terrified."

"Well, tf he's innocent, l. little questioning won't hurt. him. He'll come through all right."

When they reached the judge‘: office, he motioned Anne to I chair, then sat down behind his desk.

"I wish we could locate Mont,‘ he said. “A; you saw s. While n30, Freemantle seem: convinced that Mont can throw light on the case —and I really can't blame him, in view of Mom's continued absence. I can't understand why we haven't heard from him. He must have seen the newspapers. You'd think he would have returned at once, regardless of his quarrel with you. Surely, he must realize that. his disappearance on the night of the murder might arouse suspicion, particularly as it's known that there was ill feeling between him and Otis."

"I'm sure he can furnish an sblbl when he does show up," Anne de- elated.

The Judge sat back and frowned. ‘You know, when Mont was work- ing at the tobacco warehouse in Louisville, he stayed at the South- ern I-lotiel. Humans, like all other animals, are creatures of habit. — they like to return to familiar sur- roundings. There's a possibility Mont may have gone to Louisville and may be at his old stamping ground the Southern.”

Aime leaned forward "Let's telephone there and find out."

"I've a better idea," the judge said slowly. "Why don't you go to Louisville-take the five-ten train? If he isn't at the Southern, you can check the other hotels."

Anne was silent a moment, think- ing. How trivial, lu the light of all that had happened, was the quar- rel of the night before] She was bereft of pride. She wanted only one thing now ~to find Mont and help him to clear himself. Besides, she did wunt desperately to see liim —to tell him she regretted all she had said last. night.

"Of course I'll go," she said.

eagerly.

CHAPTER XXXII

Arriving in Louisville that even- ing, Anne took a cab from the sta- tion. Now that she was here, her hope of locating Mont had dimmed. She felt confused —-found herself wondering why she had ever agreed to make this trip on the slim chance that Mont might be at a hotel where he had once stayed. There were hundreds of places he might. have gone. Why should he be here?

At the Southern Hotel, she en- tered the small lobbv and dlffident- ly approached the clerk

“Could you bell me whether Mr. Mont Shcrrille is registered here? she asked the clerk.

"Just a. moment mifam -I'll see."

The clerk turned away for a few minutes, then came back.

'“Yes, ma/am, He checked in late last night. Shall I call him?"

Anne's heart leaped. So he was here! The judge's hunch had been right!

"I-I'm Mrs. Sherrlll," she stam- mered. "would you tell him I'm here, please? Maybe I could wait 1n the parlor ”

"Certainly," said the clerk. “The parlors on the second floor."

Anne found the parlor deserted. It was a gloomy, dimly lit place, with shabby furnishings. She rc- moved her coat, and sat down on a taupe velvet sofa.

As she waited, she thought of Mont as she'd last seen him. she saw him thrusting his pistol into his pocket, then stalking Out of their bedroom. She hadn't mention- ed that pistol to anyone, not even to Judge Daingerficld, Ever since the murder. the thought of it had tortured her.

She rose, paced nervousy back- arid forth. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes. suppose Mont refused to see her! she felt her head throb- bing, The radiator was hissing, an irritating sound in this already overheated room.

Finally, when it seemed she couldn't. stand the strain of wait- ing a moment longcr, she heard the clang of an elevator door, fol- lowed by the footsteps of s man

coming alon the corridor.

'I‘l1cn, Monii walked into the par- lor. His face was stony.

"Hello, Aime," he said quietly.

She fought against the tumultu- ous pounding of her heart —- at- tempted an uncertain smile.

"You —_vou don't seem surprised to see me," she sﬂid.

“But I am. I'm wondering how you found me."

"It was the judge -he remem- bered tlnat you once lived zit this hotel." Anne glanced round parlor. "Could we - could we go some place where we can talk pri- vately It's important. Mont."

"Certainly. Come on up to my room."

Upstairs, when they had settled themselves in a couple of chairs, neither spoke for a moment.

Then, Mont said, "Well. let's have It. Why have you come here?"

Anne leaned forward tensely. "Mont —somcthlng awful has liap— pened, Otis has been killed _shot t0 death in the back yard at Fleet- woocll It happened a couple of

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Condon, Eng. (By CabIeY-It was one o'clock in lthe morning and Yd just come back from. Dieppel

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ready”. We climbed into the press car and joined a huge convoy of army trucks taking Canadian

troops out to their billets. I remember stretching

ing huge waves up on to the roadway. But now I

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of England port!

My swim out from the beach with the Cana- Hians had left me clad only in a pair of underpants, army boots and blanket which the ship’s steward

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met me at the gangpiank “I’ve got a room for you

as I came off and said at the hotel, the car?‘

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I’d ridden in this Chev. many times before on

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hat led up to their grand showing at Dieppe.

Out there on the beaches and in the streets of

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But here I was on “Old Faithful” as we call her,

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hours after you left. I came here looking for you because —beca\ise the sheriff seems to suspect you. He — he thinks your disappearance last night was strange, though I've told him why you left."

Mont remained silent, his face

the T

Anne stared at. him, “Why --\vhy don't ou say something? Did -did you a ready know about the murd- er?"

He nodded. "I road about it a. few minutes before you came -in u: afternoon paper. You see, I've been asleep most of the day, not knowing I was a hunted man." He paused, studied Anne, then asked abruptly. "You don't think I shot. Otis, do you?’

"Of course not!" she protested.

“But you've had doubts, haven't

he probed. “You think I mlgh thave done it?"

Anne flushed. "Don't be rldlcu_ ions!"

“Well, I didn't do it-though I'm not sorry that OtLe Is gone."

‘Anyway the sheriff wants to see you." Anne said weakly.

"I gathered as much from the paper. Well, I'm perfectly willing to go back and talk to hm." Mont pulled out his watch. "There's a train to Breckenridge in an hour. We might take that "

"Yes." agreed Anne. She hesi- tated. "Mont . . . you have an alibi, haven't you? I mean. you can prove, can't, you, that ou weren't at Fleet- wood when Ots was killed?"

l-le threw her a quick glance. "Whatever I've got to say, I'll say t0 the sheriff."

Anne colored. "I just thought-J‘

"Never mind," Mont cut in. He rose. "Let's get out of here and tslre a walk. We needn't stnrtfor the train for half an hour. and I'd like some fresh air, Been Indoors all day."

Down on the street, they walked for a block or so in silence.

Then. stiddrnly. Mont lirltcd and faced Anne, "book here-I've been thinking this over. Your trekking down here juiit doesn't. make sense. Didn't. you know I'd return to Breckenridge as soon as I knew I was wanted? Why should you come

after me? Were you afraid I'd ne- tiiway? confound it, I didn't kill Otis! But you certainly act as though you thought I didl"

"Mont, I've told you I don't think so," Anne said earnestly "I just thought you might not realize the importance of your returning to Breckenridge as soon as possible."

His jiiw set. ‘I don't think I'm going back -not with you, anyway. I've changed my mind. Thanks for coming here and warning me, but it was quite unnecessary I can look out for myself, thanks. Maybe you thought. you owed me l]. certain loy- alty. Well you don't. You and 1 are finished -—wushcd up!"

‘Oh. Mont," Anne said atcly, "you're wrong. I -"

"I'm not wrong. This unexpected tragedy has made you forget oer- tain things you said, but I haven't forgotten them! And I'm not trail- lug back to Breckenrdlge at your heels like a runaway pupl"

"Can't our personal difficulties wait?" Anne leaded. "with so much else at. s ake. can't we forget our quarrel? Under the circum- stances. it, —It. seems trivial."

Mont kicked savagely at s mound of snow. “It's not trivial to me."

"'I‘hen —-then you're not coming back?"

‘Not. until I got ready -not at, your beck and call." Mont lifted his hand. signal-ed to a nasslnq taxi. "come on -I'll take you to the sta-

tion . " (To Be Continued)

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