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SYNOPSIS.
June, the bride of Ned Wamer, impul-
eiveiy leaves her husband on their honey- moon heeauso she begins to realize that she must be entirely dependent on him for money. She desires to be independent.
June is pursued by Gilbert iliye, a
wealthy married man. Sho escapes from his clutches with difficulty. Ned searches distructediy for June, and, learning of Blye’f\ rlesiglis, vows \'ciigci\iiee on him. Alter many adventures June is rescued from river pirates by llurbiin. :in artist. who uses her as n inodcl for "The Spirit of the Marsh." Mrs. llurban becomes jealous und drives June out. She is kid- naped by Blyc and Cunningham.
TlliliTEENTll EPlS0|iii Trapped
CHAPTER l.
ll.-kI’1~iD as the Spirit of the .\iur.-h, the llcuixtitul r\ui:i\vii,v bride stood. dazed and trcln- bling, ou the sidewalk in front
ul' tae studio from which she hnd been driven. .xt the curb stood :i limousine with its black silk curtains drawn. The white inustuchcd mun, who had sprung t`rolii it. grasped the lovely model hy the wrist :ind drew her to the cur :i.~i the \lurl;, linudsoine. hinck Vnndykcd man who had 1'oilo\\'cd coi* ered her gan'/.ily ciuii forin with the voluminous black cloak which he car- ried. Down thc street at ii tearing pace came the family uni- of the runaway brides father und mother, and in it \\'ith them were two of her frioiids :ind the de- serted groom, his lccili gi-lttiug and his Hsts clinched ns; he saw tiicsc two scoutidrels iiuntllo his pi'ett_v .liiiie into the cur and iiurr_\' in nftci' her.
.lust lieliiiitl the l`:iuiiiy came an elec-
tric coupe, drivcn by a sharp featured woman with :i long nose and high arched liroirs. :uid us she 'saw this hold ubdnction she shrieked :ind run her cur into the curb. As the door of the iuxuriou.- limousine slammed shut the iiuict iiiock scorned suddenly alive. Around the cui-at-i~ ot' the studio came bounding :1 hntiiisoinc coillc, whicii run to the car, loudly h:ii'i<iiig. A woman with high clicck bones und accomputiieti by il tnii policeman followed the dog. She diisbcii up to the limousine as it started and _iuniped upon the running board, while the dog bnrkcd and leaped.
From n doorway on the opposite side
of tiie_strt-ct thcrc sprung ii short, wide num with ii thick stub of n cigar in his month, who pursued the limou- sine. hopped upon the spare tires ut the buck of the cur and hung there. The woman on the running board opened the door oi' the limousine and
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John, the Lovely
forced her vrny in as they dashed around the corner, furiously pursued by the family cur, the electric coupe sud the barking collio. The luxurious limousine was speedier than its pursucrs, but not speedy
enough entlrelyto lose tl?) family cur win. tile donned groom. tlisllwnea several blocks' heedwny,""'however. when it turned e corner and stopped abruptly in front of li house where it rlvnclous brunette end e large blond woinun stood peenng esgeriy out of the window. 01113/_,for sn instant It paused. flue door opened. Out of it sprung the lhlte mestached msn and drew sftof
aim me nuir ruluuug girl iii the volu- mlnoue buick t-louk. lic put his lrm around her null hurriedly forced her up the steps. The woman with the high check bones durtod lifter her. Sho hee- itated n moment and vaguely recog- nized the cloak; thcu sho sprang after tho beautiful young girl.
The mnn wltii thu black Vundyke
caught her by the in-m mid held her beck. lie spoke sharply to the driver, who was the treacherous St-ntti. sud the limousine jerked forwnid just as- thc door ot thc house opened and the beautiful girl wus thrust inside.
'1‘hc thick, wide mun on behind strug-
gled to get down from his uncomfort- abieposltiou, but hiscravut wus caught ln the strap ot the tire covers, and so the well known and justly famous pri- vate detective. Bill Wolf, stooped over the tires, with his wide feet in thcrack. his arms around the rims and his heud held down. was carried swiftly away
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The Treacherous Scatti.
from the scene of his slcuthing. The bluck Vandyked man talked earnestly with the high cheek boned woman for nu instant and gave hct' some money, hurried up the steps and let himself in with ti latchkey, while the woman ran down to the basement door and pushed past the sorvzint who opened lt.
At tiint moment the family cur
swcrved around the corner und flushed by, still pursuing the luxurious limou- sine. It had lost this scene of alight- ing through having stopped long enough to take on the handsome collic, which now sat on the front sent witii the driver. There was no mistaking that luxurious limousine, with its black cur- tains tlgiitly drawn and :i bit of tilmy gauze fluttering from the door and the faithful l.lii1 Wolf still stooped on be- hind.
So it was that beautiful June Warner
came into the boarding house ot' Mrs. Russel.
June was ushered into the parlor,
where several of Mrs. Russel’s guests were seated. All were impressed by the beauty ot thc girl as she was intro- duced to them. A young man suggest- ed to one of the three young ladies present that they play a game of cards.
June stood before her new acquaint-
ances hesltutingiy. She did not know who they were. and yct sho did not de- sire to offend them. llcr ehlcf thought was to get her clothes und try to pro- cure some work tiiut would provide for hor expenses.
And as she paused at entering the
card game the door to the parlor sud- denly opened, and in camo Orin Cun- ningham. _
In Mrs. Russei’s sclcct boarding house
was now n strniige conililuution of people. These were Gilbert iiiyo. the maid, Marie; Orin Cunulnglium and Juno. the runaway bride. _
CHAPTER il.
AR out on liroudwuy the iuxuri
ous limousine, with the black curtains druwii untl the b.t ul iilmy gauze fluttering from thc
door, turned toward the river, with th.- tiiitlifui Bill Wulf still stuopctl over the tires, his cruvnt still ilrmiy eiutciit-ll in the :trap ot' the tire cover und hi.- cnipurpicd fnco turncii partly up. sc tliut thc corner ot' one plui: 1-yo cunid gaze b:ick implurlngly nt, the piimuiugt L'ill'.
in that cur. strained tensely forivaiid.
Ned \Vai‘iici' slit with grilled teeth unil clinched iiiiutls. never i‘cmo\'iiig iil.~ eyes from the lit-clng limousine into which he had seen his lovely ruuiiivuy bride buiitllcii by thc st-oliiidrclly Gil bert lilye. Again he urged tile driver. .lct'l‘_\', to grciitci' speed. llc was dc termini-il that this time lin- cilant- ehould not cud until lic hud his linger-i ciutclit-it :ii-oiniti lin- iliriuu or tbnl durk, liiiiiilsoiiic iiuui with ilic iihiclt \'un<l_vke :ind hull stiuiilixicil hlin to deulli. llc had \vi'r<-itud .Nl-ilu life. this tlnstairtliy lii_vi-. und notiiiiig init ii lite would puy. On the \'cr_\' tiny of Ncd`x tnnrrlugo the fc|lnw'>: evil liinoliiinitloiis had begun. ’l‘iic l.il:icli curtliiiicd limousine just
ahead wheeled around the corner und dashed up the iiill nr high >4|n\cii. ivitll thc fultiiful illll Wolf ivuiiiiliiig on he hind likt- it .inpuiit-uc buliooii. Ae Ciitiiiliigliiiiii entered, .luiic. afraid.
culled for Glllicrt lil_\'e. limi he cnnic i|iifr_\'liiiz into the rnoui. n scuwl upon his dark. liniidsome face. (iiliirrt Illyc poinlcd stc|'nl_\' io ilu* door. uutl t`un~ nliigliiim. after ii moiuciit of sullen liositiition. iifl’c<~tz-tl to treiif thc mutter lightly and iiiviiugc-|'oi| fruin llic room. twirilng his white- _niusim-hc. At the floor hc tiiruod :uid cnet iipun June ll
mnicvoleiit glure. The boarders looked on in surprise.
'Flannel rieue. Mr. ni`yo`i" bend
June.
Ooinoi His low voice soothed her- “You must iio down and rest for n few . momsnts. end I promise that no one shell-disturb you." Ho led her to a iooui. She turned up her pleading ayon to him, nad ho smiled down nt her. Ho covered her with the folds of the voluminous black coat. “I Shlll return hi ten minutes," be said. in the basement Marie stood with
Gilbert Blye`s money in her hand. Sho started for the door. Slie`eamo back und started for the stairs. She turned again to the door, again to the stairs. then stood and looked at Gilbcrt Biyeki money, her high cheek bones white and
ludecksiou on her brow.
Uphiii and downhill rushed the black
curtnlued limousine with the Moore family cur still in hot pursuit.
Occasionally the well known and
justly famous privnto detective, Bill \\'olf. loosened his clutch t`or an in-
stant. but tightened it innucdlutcly.
The sharp featured \vumuii with the
long nose and thc high :irclicd brows rolled her electric coupe up to the door ot’ her own house and wont into
the parlor.
June closed her eyes. Suddenly she
sprung to hor t'cct und. ruiiniug to the door, plat-eil the liitcd back of it chair beneath the knob; then sho stood t‘ur :i inomcut in earnest thought. She walked slowly to the wardrobe and opened it. liult’ u dozen pretty cos- tumes hung thcrc. She was about hastily to bring down the least rou- spicuous of lhcsc. and she chose instead one of the most cliiborutc, an afternoon gown richly triniiiicd with fur. \\`ltli feverish spccd she donned this ex- quisite garment. coiigrutulutiug herself
that it ilttctl hci' beautifully.
in thc purior Orin Cunningham sat with two young women. '1‘he young inau was piiiying the piano, and ti third young woman in the middle of the floor was laughing and executing ai funcy dance step. Over by the windoiv stood Gilbert Bl_ve with Mrs. liusscl. in his l'aii'i he held u tiny gold watch, und :lic upcn lid thorc smiled n portrait oi' lnvcly June War-
ner.
“She is simply stunning," said Mrs. Russel nppreciutivciy. “Do you .sup-
pose she will live here?"
Giibert'Blyc smiled. und. shutting
thc watch with n decisive click, he put it in his pocket :ind walked into the linll. As he started' up the stairs he stopped, surprised by the beiiutiful figure which emerged from ai rooui and cnnie down toward him with qucculy grace. it was .lunc. an cn- trancing vision of iuvclincss iii her bor- rowed iinery, and in her eyes was n
new light.
“\Vill you give me n cigarette.
please?" she g:i_vl_v requested lilm, and
lic looked ut iicr in nstonishnicnt.
“\\`liy-wliy, yes!" hc stumiacred.
He produced his case. mid siie took :i
cigarette. Still studying lit-r curio|i.~il_v. hc lit his pocket ligiiter for licr, und :i slight frown twltclivd upon his brow ns. puckering hcr beautiful red lips. she blew n long thin strcaui of blue smoke into his face.
“Come on," she culled. und. taking
his arm, she tripped sinillngiy into the parlor, with a sidelung gluiice. how- cvcr, ns she left the hull. nt the stnl- wart attendant \viio guarded thc front
door.
“Whose dress nm i wo:\i'iiig'.“" she
clicerfuiiy demanded.
“lt‘s mine," said one of the girls.
jumping up from the side of Cunning- liuiu and walking ull around licr. "But, lioney, l’in bound to say that it looks better on you than it does on inc." .ind there was a trace of env_v in the
coinpiinicnt.
"By George, you‘re ii dream!" said
0i'iu Cuuuiugiiuni, \vho bud been too much astonished to rise until now. and. with a sldelong gliiucc at Gilbert lllye, he walked ncrossi to her. and i’roin his pocket he drew n long white leather case cloned with ii golden clasp. Ho opened it. drew something from it und, his eycs sparkling, held
up n string of milk white pearls.
“flow about it?" She dashed her large. lustrous eyes
lit him, and her rosy lips pui-toll in a smile: thou she looked ut Gilbert lilye. lie hesitated ii moincut null noiiiod. Tlicn slic hunt her head. :intl Ctliiiiliig- hriin threw thc string ot' pearls around
her beautiful white neck.
She put her nrm through his and
merrily danced across the room to li iiiirror. where with sparking c_vci= sho
nlliiilrcd the lirctty ininiilo.
“I think I'll have n cocktail. please."
uhe said, turning suddenly to .\lrs. Russel. “Why iiuu no onc offered mc
one?"
"Bless your licnrt. honey." laughed illrs. Russel, "l didn’t suppose you
knew Iiow to drink n cocktail."
June was ai bubble. ri sprite, a danc-
ing effervesceiice. ti guy little tnntnllzu- tion. until Mrs. lluinicl returned with cocktails for nil of them. .llinc drunk 'bers with enchnnting nbnndoii.
Suddenly she' whirled to tht* door.
und Cunningham was iiftcr lier in n
flush.
‘°.\'o, noi" she Inughlngly cried. "i'm
going to surprise you. You must stuy
in here and whit." g '
“Not iiic.“ lnuglicd Cunnluglinrn: ~ "Tiien i _woii't surprise you." And
sho dounced into u cliulrwlth ii pretty
pout. '
“Bere, Cunningham," called the
young man who' iind followed June.
"ive want that surprise." '
“Bit down. Cunningham," said Blye. and he indicated where Cunnlnlzhnm will to sit while he held beck the por-
tleres for .luiio to plies.
Shcstopped ln the curtains.
"Nom mind. none of youls to come!
And 'have another cocktail ready for me!" She whispered something in Blye‘| our as she hurried into the hell. Be put his heed out. however. and looked et the llverled attendant. Thst
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stalwart person stood [fiihy a`t the door nnd cnet his gloomy eyes on June. He was the typo of man who would ns list murder u beautiful woman ns an ugly one.
Ilnifwny up the stairs June turned
and found the eyes of tho stalwart guard fixed steadfastly upon her. She smiled sweetly at him and beckoned. lie hesitated ii moment, tlicn camo stalking slowly to her. So long as she was within reach of him he need not be within reach of the door. ‘ "Wiiiit's your uume?" and, folding her bands together. she beamed down. ut the big lout. _ ' “Cbristlnii." una' no actually grinned. "Well, Christian. slow listen." and
she iield up a warning anger. "I want you to help me play e little trick. Come on and i'li show you." She turned had tripped lightly up the etnirs.
Christian. however, turned and stalk-
cd to the parlor and poked his yellow bend between the portiei-cs.
“She wants me to help play n trick,"
he announced. rind they all laughed.
“lt's ti safe trick if you help,” chuck-
led Cunningham. and iiiyc motioned his nsseht, Thereupon Christian stalk- ed up the stairs and entered the room where June stood anxiously awaiting him.
Her silvery little laugh came as she
saw him, and she ran lightly to the window and threw it open. There was u tiny balcony outside which was en- tirely isolated and quite high above the street.
"Now, just stand out tiiei-e," she di-
rected, and he stepped obcdicntly out.
Gently she lowered the window. “I'il tell you what to do next,” she
laughed, nodded to, him and turned tho window lock; then she slid the steel fire
4;-
“It's mins," said one of tho girls.
shutters, which she had discovered in the windowjamb. and dropped their bolt in place.
On the bed were the cout and bat
which ehe_ had laid out. She grabbed these up and then, with a quick glance about her, closed her door softly from the outside and tiptoed down the stairs. She scarcely breathed ns she slipped past the parlor porticrss and covered the slight cough which she could not repress. Her touch upon the locks of the heavy front door was as deft and as iight as u feather. As the big door swung slowly June stifled u shriek with the sharp intake of her breath. The portieres had swayed, and nn el- bow hud come through! But it was only the young man with the fat little girl culled Maizie, und June siippedout through the narrowest crack which would accommodate her body. Clos- ing the door behind her with it touch as soft as the breath of summer, June hurried lightly down the steps. crouch- ing close to the stone wail.
Then, casting over her shoulder one
glance, in which was all the agony of terror, she trusted to her heels and ran up the street attop speed. As she neared the corner she turned und look- ed back. The stalwart Christian, with his face to the window, was patiently waiting for instructions.
CHAPTER Ili.
HE black curtnined limousine,
its bit of tllmy gauze fluttering at the door and Bill Wolf hold- ing on to the spare tires for
dear life. swept from the road down into the long private drive to a beauti- ful resldence overlooking the river, and Bill Wolf, with it long sigh of relief, prepared to unbcud at lust from his stilfening position. '1‘he car, however. never siackeued. As it dashed past the ports-cochere its pale faced Italian drivcrbent and looked ut his clock and swept around on the other side of the long curve just as the family car of the Moores whirled into the drive. The handsome collle yelpcd as he recog- nized the fnmlllnr spot. and the Ure people in the family car looked at each other in perplexlty an Jerry curtved round back to the road. How pdc' i-
iiiri The black curtained ltmougige was apparently heading into _thol ity again, and it curved llmpna_ss_cem;d into the iii-can mek of faiui-rui nm wolf.
in the ornnteiy decorated pnrior Mrs.
‘Russel served the cocktails end. start- ed upstairs with June'|. They stopped her at the poi-tiara. ‘ l “!he’s not to be disturbed." they ell
told her lu their different forms of speech.
June Warner had lied fsr sway from
that section. hurrying on and on as if she could' not putenoogh distance between heliolf ond that hsesful scene
site wuin the more densely populac- ed -now._ee estnst of cliesn
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llwlll end rlckeb tenements, uid he fourth or lltirnawnshop which shi passed gave*-h'er1|t~‘ha'ppy idonw Blu- loehed ln"ei:"thi*nert one. -it wus re- pulsive iookiiigg Bbe remembered n cleaner ono‘ which sue had passed nnd want beck to it. -Bhe lielitlited ii mo- ment. theu went boldly tu.
There she found afpudsy. bowlcgged
little man. - "ls it anything l can do. miss?" he
asked her; ‘ ~ . »
“How much will you give me for
this, please?" and from ber hair she ‘took gun exquisitely carved tortoise shellicomb studded with blue stones. Th; pudgy little man glanced at it lndiiierently. ` ' “Half a »dollar, maybe." “Obi” An`df3n'ue‘pIcked up the c0IIlb
in dismay;-" "Why, these are real sap- phires. The comb cost"-
“Excuso‘m_t.{'_ The _pudgy little -man
grabbed the comb from ber hand and trotted nimbiy to the window, screw- ing a jewelers glass in his bulging eye as be went. "Oh, $8, maybe!"
"Why, the comb cost"- "Sorry, lady,” and rubbing his pudgy
hands together, he smiled iugrntiutiiig'~ ly at her. “but by the time you dig them little stones and sell them you waste so much labor that if i'd give you $8.25 I’d lose money, maybe."
June slowly picked up the comb. She
was outside the door before he called her back.
"Wnltl” He smiled ingrntlatingiy at
her. “You need the money, lady?"
“Very much. I fear," she confessed. “And would you give me your prom,
lse that you take up the ionu some time, with the interest?"
"Oh, yes!" This very eagerly. "The
comb is ii keepsake."
The pudgy little man sighed, and his
face was full of sympathy.
“Then I give you $8.50." She gathered up the money with ii
sickening sense of humiliation and took the ticket lie gave her and walked out. feeling that she had been badly worst- ed, because she had no heart for this sort of bartering. it dawned upon her that there were worse iiuinilintious than accepting money t`roin one's hun baud, and yct- Shc coiiqucrcd the\ weakness which sprung llcrccly up in her, which made hor licurt cry in nn- guish for Ned, which niudciicr lung to desert all this hideous struggle and ily to his sheltering arms. I\'u; she must tight to the end!
But what was she to do next? A
sign nt the foot of a dark. nnrrow stair- way caught her eye:
“Girls Wanted to Sew Pants." Labor. Honest toil. Slight as might
be the pay, was it not better, after till, than the occupations in which she had suffered so much? Timorously Juno climbed the stairs, stopping at the Brat landing for u recurrence of that slight cough which had come upon her.
An impossibly dirty man stood be-
hind n long table on which were plied huge bundles tied in rough paper.
"Wcil‘!" he said grutiiy. ` "l would like to sew some punts, if
you please.” said June modestly.
“What?" The mini looked nt her,
astounded. "You wnnt to sew punts?"
"Yes, sir," returned June.
The man shrugged his shoulders. “You go over to that woman there,
and slic'li show you wh:it's to he done and liuw much deposit to pay." He in- dicated another table.
When Julie went down the narrow
stairs she carried as heavy it bundle as sho could conveniently lift. nud her scanty store of money was reduced to a very sinuil margin. Little as il: was, however, alle had yet to make a pur- chase. in the first little store she bought an inexpensive little plain black dress. She had less than a dollar when she stopped before a building to which she had been directed. On the door- post of the stairway was a sign. “R00l1ls to Let."
June here engaged a menu little bull
bedroom from u dumpy landlady.
Down Broadway tore the black cur-
tuined limousine, the observed of nil
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~;1.’fo _ ~ j Sew llinis. 'il|l|llyi0flJli& fr
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observers, for still attached to his cfs- vet and clamped to the tins so stimy um ng me in would inn to in prim uitiiru tin ivan known una iuniy u- teoiis llrldstifdetective. Bill Wolf, fslth- ful lu .pits or nimsif. Not mon two blocks behind camo the femliy ed),- wlth Jando handsome coills on tin nest beside Jerry, Jiine's fsther stpriilr. and Jenn mother gentler end mofc quiet, the dolsmd groom gritdu ll
teeth end clinching lib tilts sl lille black eiirtalnsd limohdhe. with its hill
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ofillmy gauze fluttering nt the 4005 constantly kept just before them like 0 tillllliihg will-o'-thevvilil ' In the boarding house of Mrs. Russel there wee n fruutic running to and fro and up and down stairs. Ever! P001" inthe house was searched. and nt lest Orin Cunningham tlioucht tu investi- dlto why one of the windows ill U10 room which iuid been |»ro\'l\l2¢| f°|‘ June seemed darker behind its heavy hlnglngs than the others. Ile f0Ul\d the tire shutters closed und opened them, revealing the stalwart Christian frozeuiy waiting’ on the isolated hei- cony to be told his further Bllllfh ill
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"I lln’t supposed to tell."
J'tlne's trick. The young mnn and the three girls laughed. June was gone. and Gilbert Blye turn- ed and walked down the stairs.
There was a ring nt the doorbell. A
messenger boy, and lie cnrricd a bun- dle. A steaithy figure slipped forward into the hall.
"No answer," said the boy ns he de-
livered the bundle. Orin Cunningham nt n signal from
Blye took thc bundle and passed it to Mrs. Russel. She tore it open and drew forth before the revcicrs who had gathered in her parlor the rnimcnt in which they had last seen the beautiful June. Orin Cunningham stooped down. with an oath, and picked up something which had fallen to the floor. The string of pearls! He stamped upon the floor in rage.
“Stop that messenger boy!" came the
cold, hard tones of Gilbert Biye.
“Where did you get this bundle?"de»
mnndcd Orin Cunningham.
The boy hitched his trousers.
"r uint supposed to ten!" "How mucii did you get for not tell-
ing?" demanded Mrs. Russel.
“All she had-T0 cents."
- "Abi" Cunningham thrust his haudl in his pockets. Then he hushed as he turned to Gilbert Blye.
Blye acowlcd, and there was a tlasb
of temper on his dark, handsome face as he thrust some money into the hand of Cunningham.
“Hcre’s S2." snid Orin. "Now, where
did you get this bundle?"
“'l‘cilin’a always worth more than not
tcilin'," he sugeiy observed and jerked his cali slip from his pocket. “There's the address." '
Gilbert Biye. casting a glance at the slip, donned his hat and coat. opened the door and strode out on the steps. The stenithy figure which had crept along the hull suddenly darted out of the door after the messenger boy and hurried up the street with him. It was Marie.
Down the street there whizzed the
black curtniiied limousine. Blye hur- ried out to it as it stopped und. with blazing impatience, culled, “Come on!"
Cunningham dnsliedjrom the house
and jumped into the limousine, while Biye gave swift directions to his driver. He, too, hopped in and shut the door and threw up the side curtains, reveal- lug the cnr empty exccpt for himself and Cunningham. The women in the door culled something in shrill excite- ment as the car rushed away, but Scat- ti pnid no attention. and the well known and justly famous private de- tective, Bill Wolf, groaned.
Around the comer dashed the fnmlly
car of the Moores, and Ned Warner, leaning tenseiy forward, gi-tuned his teeth and clinched his hits as the black curtnined limousine once more rounded a corner.
The dumpy landlady knocked ni; me door or Juucs lime beat-aim una mp- ped in profound astonishment when she entered. At the ricllety table get her new lodsei' in n plain; cheap muck dress, bentleameetly forward. She was sewing punts! li “WHL I Molly knew ron." said the lllndludy, looking ui-ouuu nie rom, She wnddied to the door ot the tllmsy W'“`d£°b° “Hd Deered in. it was emp- g.d7” Wiiere's them fine clothes you
"They did not belong to mo,'! Jung will llmilly- “I nent them uyygyy l In 0313,. you did! What about the neck.
“Th” W" U Sift which I could not.
accept," and Ju ' - lent li: away elsdgs ey” dropped' _ “I “Oh you dldl" sn throhé and looked at theostgeia and nt the delicate tlulers which were l»b°\'i°\»~ly hunting um mean un-ou' i. an mm noni. -'ny u., .,,,3,_ I ,gb 3°* ‘° 3°' “"7 "nt ‘Nm Ion. I always ge; a weektln advance."
une sm ed wenly and shook hei-
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ledge and appreciation of the Bible and a 'much larger number of decls. lon for Christ. » ' . 5. Some of the teaching is good,
but "teaching is often a modified form of preaching." In severalftheoio y is substituted for the study. of "relating, in most cases there is everyevidelice of lack of eilloient preparation and lack of knowledge .ofhow to teach. ' A new course of studies will give q' new tone to teaching. `
9, The pupils do little or no work;
at home or in "class. They nevop will until the lessons meet their needs by appealing to- their sponten. eous interests.
10. -l There is little or no connection
between the work on Sunday and the pupii's every day life and with com- munity service. Anything that tends to leave the impression that religious teaching is separated from iife'a activ. ities is a serious fault. From the teachers' own answers some of them are not at all in touch with their pupils, except at the class hour. Then the study is apt to be academic-it tlicoratic discussion of a passage that does not closely touch the pupil's life.
li. Little is done for pupils in the
adolescent period. Boys of this nga are in Sunday School in .small num. bers. Preaching at them in the clan.; or elsewhere will not bring nor hold them.
Only one church reports Boys’ Scouts
and none Girls' Guides or similar or- ganizations for the girls. The Y.M.C. A. during the survey and since then, “has been organizing patrols” accord. ing to the Sunday Schools they coma from, so that we can almost say that four churches have scouts. The lend. orship is as yet supplied by the Y.M_ C.A. The churches or some other or. gunization should do u similar work for the girls whose needs are as great ns thc boys.
12. Sunday School records are
very imperfect. (ine minister who did a great tical of work for the sur. vey said that he could not possibly find out how many pupils there were in his school according to age and ne; Yet the enrolment was only about 150. No record is kept of the pupii's life or of his progress in Sunday School. All the records give is the enrolment and the average attendance roughly for the whole school year. There is nothing to show the attendance of boys and girls according to the differ. ent ages. 13. The Protestant churches should carry on systematic co-operative work: S0 lilllt. as in the Ronian Catholic Church. every last boy and girl may be enrolled in and helped by the Sun- day School.
14. The idea that Sunday School
work consists in an hour with a class on Sunday must be outgrown. Its interests are as broad and deep an the chilrl‘s life. Sunday School work. ers must promote every movement that is for the welfare of the cliiid and of the community.
15. A director of religious educa-
tion for the City would solve most of the difllciiities. This plan is being f0|l0Wed in other places. Ministers are overloaded with work; Superin- tendents say they have little time to study the new developments and they have been trained, if at ali, only in the old ways. A specialist giving all his attention to this work and given the sympathetic support of the work- ers would be able in two or three _rears to greatly help every school. The increased eillciency and the con- sequent greatcr help to pupils would pay big dividends. Charlottetown is hi many respects. as the sketch ofthe City Shows. an almost ideal place for suocessfiii work of this kind. It would be a lead for all the Church to follow and no prouder triumph could he won by the beautiful little city by the sea than that her Sunday School work loads the world.
When these immediate atltnuces
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