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MONDAY. FEBRUARY 10TH, 10386 START THE STORY HERE ér here, for one sids of the path was Even if you have missed the opening open to the brook, and as he neared chapters of this thrilling story you can | the bush behind which he knew Morson take it up here. For the advantage of l was hidden, Peter distinctly saw a these who may have missed one or | branch quiver slightly. He still had the more of the opening instalments, a | sandbag clutched in his right hand, synopsis of the chapters to date is givâ€" and as he neared the bush he suddenly en swung in behind it. e d ue o * 11e A Synopsis CHAPTERS I to IIIâ€"Peter Hastmgs.| a young mining engineer, at.tributing| his business ruin to the unscrupulous! rivalry of Adam Vidal, breaks into the house occupied, since Vidal‘s death, by his daughter, Judith, ang a few serâ€" vants. It is his to recoup himâ€" | self, in some measure, by stealing herâ€" emeralds. Whils$ on the point of openâ€". ing the safe, he hears a scream, and racing in the direction of the sound, sees Judith struggling in the arms Oof a man. Peter knocks him out, and at Judith‘s urgent request ties and gags him. He learns that the man, Paul Lanyon, who was her father‘s secreâ€" tary, is endeavouring to blackmail her into marrying him. He haqg been trying to kiss her when she screamed. Brushâ€" ing aside all Peter‘s attempts to exâ€" plain his presence there, Judith asks him to help her to recover certain of her father‘s letters that Lanyon is usâ€" ing to blackmail her. Peter agrees, and with the aid of Lanyon‘s keys they seâ€" cure them from his flat. Afterwards Peter releases Lanyon and as the latâ€" ter lsaves the house he warns Judith that Peter is an escaped convict susâ€" pected of murder. CHAPTERS IV ang Vâ€"Judith, far from taking notice of Lanyon‘s warnâ€" ing, offers Peter the position of land agent on her estate in Hertfordshire, and Peter, convinced at length that the offer is not actuated solely by gratiâ€" tude, accepts. They motor together to her country home at Cranham, and a few days later, when Peter is visiting a quarry on the estate, he sees a man interfering with a charge of explosive to b>e used the next day in blasting opâ€" erations. Peter has just realized that his life is to be attempted, when the man, whose name is Morson, attacks him and he loses consciousness. CHAPTER VIâ€"Morson lights a slowâ€"burning fuse and hurries away certain that in the ensuing explosion Peter will be blown to pieces. But his plans go wrong, no explosion Ooccurs, and when he returns to investigate, Peter, who in the meantime has reâ€" gained consciousness and put out the burning fuse, overpowers him. Morson then confesses that Lanyon hag paid him to murder Peter. Morson manages to escape from Peter and the latter, weakened by the blow received on the head. is having difficulty overtaking him. Morson has hidden and is waiting in ambush at a spot where the path runs along the edge of a steep bank. It is Morson‘s intention to spring Oout and kick Peter over the edge of the bank to the rocks below. (Now go on with the story from here) CHAPTER VIIâ€"A SHOT FROM THE DARK One thing Morson had not counted. cnâ€"indsed, he gid not know of it. That was Peter‘s senes of hearing which was extraordinarily good. Nor did he know that Peter had spent much of his time in the East in the hunting of big game, a pursuit which trains all theâ€"sens*s, especially the ears and eyes. Peter, though quite 100 yards behind, was at once sensible that Morson had stopped running, and h> needed no one to tell him exactly what had happened. He realized Morson‘s plan as plainly as if he had been told it in so many words, and knew exactly when the felâ€" low hag stopped. In spite of the pain and giddiness, a grim smile curved his lips. But he did not pause even for a momentâ€"He kept on steadily. The moonlight was CRKRRISTINE Doherty Roadhouse Co. Toronto 293 Bay Street Direct private wires for fast and accurâ€" ate quotations and executions in all Accurate ] Local Phones 1200 and 1201 Charlie Hall â€"Manager Members STOCK BROKERS Unlisted Stocks Commision basis only Mining Stocks Industrial and Public Utility Stocks Bonds Markets and Executions in Toronto Stock Exchange This move must have seemed like black magic to Morson. The wretched man lost his heag and plunged forward on to the path. The ground was rough and stony. He tripped and, unable to save himself owing to his bound hands, shot forward headlong over the bank. One horrid scream, then a heavy thud, and after that complete silence. ir hére, for one side of the path was |angq wash this blood off my face before open to the brook, and as he neared ‘we call the servants." the bush behind which he knew Morson { He made a fresh effort and this time was hidden, Peter distinctly saw a managed to sit un. Judith was very unâ€" pranch quiver slightly. He still had the happy about him, but Peter insisted candbag clutched in his right hand. and prestntly got to his fesg. Judith and as he neared the bush he suddenly : put an arm round him. swung in behind it. \__"Lean on me," she begged. "Don‘t be This move must have seemed likegafraid, I‘m very strong." She spoke no black magic to Morson. The wretched than the truth, and Petéer was man lost his heag and plunged forward |surpriseq at the ease with which she on to the path. The ground was rough | helped him along the rough path. Peter and stony. He tripped and, unable to | himself was far fitter than a week earâ€" save himself owing to his bound hands, | lier. Good food and fresh air had made shot forward headlong. over the bank.lan the difference and he had survived One horrid scream, then a heavy thud, a blow which might have killed a and after that complete silence. | weaker man. Peter went slowly forward to the top| All the same he was mightily thankâ€" of the bank, and holding on to a tree| ful when they gid reach the house, and branch, looked over. Morson lay hudâ€"| the whisky and soda which Judith herâ€" dled on the stones below. His head was |self brought to him was more welcome twisted to one side, and he was quite| than anything he had tasted for a long still. time. i T se i) "I don‘t think he‘llâ€"doâ€"muchâ€"more â€"kicking," said Peter, very slowlyâ€""or me, either," he added and was jJust able to go back a stsp before he, too, dropped and lay as still as Morson. "I don‘t think he'llâ€"doâ€"â€"-muchâ€"â€"more‘ Late as it was, Blandy was up. It â€"kicking," said Peter, very slowlyâ€""Or|seemed that he, as well as Judith, had me, either," he added and was just! keard Morson‘s screams as he toppled . able to go back a stsp before he, too, into the brook. Judith told him to. dropped and lay as still as Morson. telsphone for the police and a doctor | * _t * ‘and then to fetch warm water and "Peterâ€"Peterâ€"speak .to me!" Juâ€"|bandages. She herself bathed Peter‘s dith‘s voice seemed to come from and, kneeling beside him, careâ€" great way off, yet it reach*d PEteI"S'lfully cleaned the cut which ran all consciousness. But to save him he could |across his cheek. She was very trouâ€" not give any sign that he had heard. about it. "They‘ve killed him!" moaned Judith,| "I‘m afraid it will leave A horrid and Peter felt her lips on his cheek.!sear," she mourned. Then, somehow, he did manage to get| "It won‘t be the first," Peter told her his eyes open, though the lids still| with a smile. He did not feel a bit like felt heavy as lead. for his head ached savagely, "I‘m all right,"" he remarked, rather | but he felt hs> had to try and keep ungraciously. Judith gave @A â€" litUe | cheerful. Judith was inclined to be scream of joy. tragic andâ€"Peter had not: forgotten "Oh, Peter, I thought you were dead." | those kisses. "It‘s the other chap who‘s dead. He‘s| "But I shall hate to see your face all thereâ€"over the bank, in the stream.)scarred," she answered. Neck broken, I think." "Then I must keep out of your sight," | "Lanyonâ€"you mean Lanyon?" | grinned Peter. ‘"No such luck! One of his creatures‘ "you are cruel," Judith cried. "Don‘t â€"a man called Morson. ‘you know that I love you, Peter?" "Sent here by Lanyon?" Judith‘s!" peter‘s chesks went brick red. He voice was breathless. 'had never had such a shock in his life "yes: I got that out of himâ€"and I| and for the life of him he did not know hoped to get more. Now he‘ll never| what to say. He was fond of Judith talk again. But we must send for the{and extremely grateful to her, but hs police. The body must be got out Of| was certainly not in love with her. shs the brook,. and there"l have to be an|was not in any wWay the sort of woâ€" inquest." He tried to get up, but the!man he had thought of as a wife. moment he raised his head from Juâ€"| A glare of headlights shone throug} dith‘s lap the same sick giddiness. cam? . the open window, and the wheels of : over him, and he dropped back. ‘car crunched on the gravel of . th "Keep quiet," Judith ordered. "You};wesp in front of the house. JUdith rose are more hurt than you think." quickly from her knees. "But you can‘t stay here all night,"| "The doctor," she said swiftly, but Peter remonstrated. "And I‘m, bleeding ‘Peter saw the look of keen disappointâ€" all over that pretty frock of yours.! ment, almost anger, in her H° Andâ€"and you‘re sitting on the daml)ihimself had rever felt a greater sense ground." cf relief "Next moment Blandy opened Judith laughedâ€"a low, soft laugh. !the door. "vou gear, silly fellow. As if it matâ€"| "Dr. Powell, madam," he said. Powâ€" tered about my frock. If you only knew |ell, a tubby, genial little man, wasted how happy I am to find you alive. Oh, no time in getting to work. Of the cut when I first saw you lying here and he made little; it was Peter‘s skull thought you were dead!" Her laugh|he examined with care. He drew in his. changed to a sob and again she bent!ups with a little sucking sound. ‘ her head and kissed him. "vÂ¥ou can thank your stars for a very Peter was horribly embarrassed. He‘sound skull, young man. You‘ve had was not one of these modern yOUNE|a plow that would have killed one with men who think little more of a klss%a thinner headpiece. As it is, you have than _ a handâ€"shake. Besidesâ€" these | slight concussion, and what you‘ve done kxssesâ€"â€"'they we?e different sqmehow. ‘since the blow hasn‘t helped matters. P you like . ait LC kiss YOU, we must get you to bed at once, and Peter’? Judith asksd softly. y : you‘ll stay flat on your back for the "It‘s perfectly sweet of you," repli¢d \nex; few days. I‘ll send up a nurs®, Peter, "but what would anyone say if Miss Vidal." they saw usâ€"like this?" Judith smiled again. "I think they‘d be mors sympathetic| ,, Te $ than you, Peter, But you are right. We|, d}'B’Ut .3;10‘;)0 %;)ix}‘%vfio h;w; Orf’fatngi gan‘y slay 304 palt c I\-vaou.r iso{:ilck I ‘:neea.n it ;nleqs;a i:qll your inust go back (o. fhe. NosSe ig hglp." fi:utlcr Miss Vidal énd :mc'*h(er man "No needâ€"I can walkâ€"with a little ; 2s s " wartes es + : = . |if you have one. Mr. Hastings muss nrot ?:rll%b:;gsedor;?"my h-ad. hegea! walk gny more toâ€"night. I‘ll stay and "Peter, you can‘t, you mustn‘t Let put him to.bed. In any case, I shall me go ahd fetch Blandy and James." have to walt for the police. I underâ€" "I‘ve walked all the way from the,”and there‘s a deag man in the brook. magazine," Peter told her. "And now Peter made no. further protest. In we‘re only a few hundred yards from any case, he was just about all in, and the house. Much better let me get back ! Judith had not .helped matters. by. ho | â€" _ IHIrâ€"siunmibtted _ tC "Oh, Lord! I gon‘t want a nurse," prcotested Peter. Timmins 19 Pine St. North i | back! , declaration. He submitted to "'_I,being carrieq upstairs and put to bed. Powsll was kindness itself. "You‘re not to worry about anyâ€" thing," he told him. "Do as I say, and |you‘ll be perfectly fit inside a week, ‘but if you play the fool you may have !sericus trouble. Headaches for the rest \of your life, for instance. I‘m going to give you a sedative, and a night‘s sleep will do you a lot of good." Peter swalâ€" ‘lowed the nastyâ€"tasting dose without la murmur, but his last thoughts as he sank into druggeq sleep were not of Morson nor his adventures of the past few hours: they were of Judith and I,of those passionate kisses. \ When he woke rext morning a ipleasant, middleâ€"aged nurse was beâ€" side his bed. She washed him, she Judith had not helped matters oy her Peter‘s chesks went brick red. He had never had such a shock in his life and for the life of him he did not know what to say. He was fong of Judith and extremely grateful to her, but he was certainly not in love with her. She was not in any way the sort of woâ€" man he had thought of as a wife. E A glare of headlights shone through ‘the open window, and the wheels of a { | | ‘car crunched on the gravel of . the | cwesp in front of the house. Judith rose qmckly from her knees. "The doctor," she said swiftly, buat ‘Peter saw the look of keen disappointâ€" ‘ment, almost anger, in her eyes. Hs !hlm.self rever felt a greater sense ‘ f relief "Next moment Blandy opened ‘the door. Bbutler, Miss Vidal, and sancother map if you have one. Mr. Hastings muss nrot walk any more toâ€"night. I‘ll stay and put him to bed. In any Case, I shail have to wait for the police. I underâ€" stand there‘s a deag man in the brook." Peter made no further protest. In any case, he was just about all in, and pleasant, middleâ€"aged nurse waAas 0e side his bed. She washed him, she brought him breakfast, but she kept him flat on his back. Not that Peter mindeg much, for he was aching all over, and more tired than he had ever felt before. The nurseâ€"her name was Evansâ€"â€"told him that the police nad taken away Moorson‘s body. He was |quits dead. X | _ Just as Peter had thought, the man‘s ‘neck was broken. The inquest would be next day, but it would be only formal, and the full inquiry would be postâ€" poned until Peter was able to give eviâ€" | dence. \ On the second day Petor felt much better. on the third he was anxious to get up, but Powell was adamant, and it was not until Saturday that Peter was allowed even to sit up. On Monâ€" day Powell visited him and told him he might get up that evoning, and drive over to Bromvyard for the inquest. Judith had been to see Peter every day but only for short visits, Toâ€"night they were to dine together, and secretâ€" ly Peter felt very uneasy. Peter was a modest sort cof chap, and Judith seared him stiff by her avowal. He hated the idea of turning her down, but marryâ€" ing her was equally out of the quesâ€" tion. As he dressed that evening he was considering the fact that he would proâ€" bably have to chuck his job, and that idea appalled him. H» loved the work, and was very sure that he would never again get anything that suited him so well. The idea of finding himself penniâ€" dless again in London filled him with darcad. â€" At dinner Judith was her most brilâ€" liant self. She wore an amber frock that suiteq her to perfection, and Peter noticed that the emerald n:cklace was round her neck. She ordered Blandy to open champagne, and drank to Peter‘s recovery. When dinngr was over Judith led the way into the garden. It was a heavenly night, and the air thick with the scent of flowers, "The papers are full of you, Pster," she told him. "I‘ve had reporters here every day, yearning to interview you. What annoyed them most was that I had no photograph to give them." The look of dismay on Peter‘s face made her laugh. a battery of cameras toâ€"morrow." Then as she saw he was really annoyed she turneg serious. "You mustn‘t mind, Peter. A business like this can‘t be kept dark, and we‘re all very proud of you. Besides, in a way it‘s all to the good. Lanyon will be reading all this and wondering how much information you got out of the wretched Morson before his end. He‘ll get a real scare, and perâ€" haps after this he may leave us alone." Feter shook his head. "He may lie low for a but I‘m beginning to see he‘s not the sort to give up very easily." Judith turned to him. And it‘s I who have brought yOou into all this trouble, Peter," she exâ€" claimed. "Already <I have nearly got you killed, and now, as you Ssay, you will be in fresh danger from that horâ€" rible man." "Danger?" repeated Peter. ‘"Don‘t forget I was in danger of starvation when you tock pity on me. I can stick a good deal of danger for a job like this ons you‘re given me." "That‘s sweet of you," Judith‘s voice had dropped a tone and was deep and vibrant. "But Peter, I could give you much more than that. I would give you myself if you would let me." Peter stiffened. "Gcood Lord, now I‘ve put my foot in it!" was his thought. Aloud he said slowly : "Do you mean you want me to marry you, Judith?" "Haven‘t I said so?" she answered softly. They were close to a garden seat which was under a big copper beech and out of sight of the house. "sit down here," Peter said. "We‘ll have to talk this out." Judith sat down. "Aren‘t you a little coldâ€"blooded, Peter?" she asked. "I don‘t know whether I am or not," Peter said, "but this is a pretty big thing. First, I want to tell you that you‘ve paid me a tremendous compliâ€" ment, ang next I have to show you TESTS bring facts to light . . . and every test of Chevrolet performance adds further confirmation to the fact that the Valveâ€"inâ€"Head engine is the very best kind for a lowâ€"priced car. Two reasons tell why. 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"Do you mind if I speak plainly? he asked. "I want you to. It‘s just your honesty that makes me love you." Peter bit his lip. This was going to be worse even than he had thought. "Then I‘ve got to tell you that I‘m not in love with you." He stopped and glanced sideways at Judith, but she made no sign. From a Clump of laurel Cpposite came a snapping sound. It was rather like the crack of a toy whip. Something hissed past Peter‘s shoulder, From Juâ€" dith came a faint cry as she toppled over sideways. Month of January Warmer than Usual So Says the Official Record. Jan. 23rd the Coldest Day 28 below. Coronas Caused by Arctic Ice. Was January a cold month? No, says the weatherman, the first month of the year was warmer than: usual. The mean temperature for January over a period of ten years is 9.5 degrees beâ€" low zero. This January‘s mean â€" was only .6 degrees below zero. The temperature range was all the way from 35 degrees above, on the nd. to 29 degrees below on the 24th. Warmest day of the month was the 3rd, with a maximum of 25 and a miniâ€" mum of 22, giving a mean for the day oft .23.0, Coldest day of the month was the 23rd, with a maximum of 19 below and a minimum of 28 below, an average of 23.5 below. On only two days, the 1st and 2nd, did the thermometer get above freezâ€" ing: on 20 days the maximum was above zero: on three it was zero exactâ€" ly angq on eight days, the mercury failed to get above the zero mark at gall. Two other days approached: the reâ€" cord of the 24th. On the 19th, the minimum recorded was 27 below. zero and on the 23rd the temperature dropâ€" ped to 28 below. â€" On only nine days was the minimum mark above zero, one day it was exactâ€" ly zero, and for the other 21 the night temperatures were all below the zero mark. Vfirnl-vilean maximum for the month was 8 degrees; while the mean minimum was 9.3 below zero. Snowfall Was Heavier No rain fell during the month but a little more snow came than in the average January. The ten years‘ averâ€" age is 17 3â€"4 inches, while last month brought 22 1â€"3 inches. Of this total, six inches fell on the 3rd and six more on the ist, 2nd, 4th and 5th, an average of an inch, and half per day. The beginning of the month therefore Acâ€" counted for 12 inches and the remainâ€" Timmins Garage Co. Ltd.â€"Timmins Service Garageâ€"Ansonville (To be Continued) He paused, trying der during internmittent periods â€" of mostly light . flurries, excepting four inches on the 13th and three inches on the 14th. WA e LA â€" t d Until the 15th of the month the: days were. mostly dull and cloudy; on the morning of the 15th the sky cleared and 7 fur days of â€" clear sparkling weather with bright sunshine followed. On the 22nd the sky cloudeq over again and in line with the rest of the North American continent the Porcupine exâ€" perienced a spell of cold and stormy weather which continued up to the last days of the month, the 30th and 31st being mostly fine with bright sunshine. A total of 145 hours of sunshine was recorded for the month, 12 days durâ€" ing the month being overcast, with no sun. Ccronas Caused by TIce On two days of the month, the 16th and 17th, at sunrise, approximately 8 a.m., modérate displays of a corona around the sun were observed. TWwO mock suns, one at each side of the true sun, contained in brilliant halo of reflecteq rays, were very plainly visâ€" ible; this phenomena may often be observed during the early morning at this time of the year and in the early epring, when an upper layer of cold lair is sweeping in from the Arctic cirâ€" cle carrying with it myriads of â€"inâ€" finitely small particles of frozen â€"ice crystals floating in the atmosphere; the sun‘s rays are reflected on these ice crystals and give the observer wondetful display of reflected. light and colour. The sun at the end of January roSse at approximately 7.25 a.m. and set at approximately 4.55 p.m. Toronto Globe:â€"News Irom AailidaA says a strange malady is affecting children in that district. As it is styled "pseudo â€"‘hnypertrophi? â€" muscular â€" disâ€" trophy," the disease cannot well be more alarming than its name. THE INVIGORATING DRINK OF REAL BEEF FLAVOUR lobe:â€"News from Halifax® CHEVROLET GIVES YOU ALL SIX! (1) Perfected Hydraulic Brakes . . . (2) Solid Steel Turret Top Body by Fisher . . . (3) Valveâ€"inâ€"Head Engine . .. (4) Kneeâ€"Action on Master DelLuxe Models . . . (5) Fisher Noâ€" Draft Ventilation . . . (6) Safety Glass in windshield and every window. Ashley Mine‘s Output for Three Months was $128,367 the quarter ended Dec. 31, 19836, the Mining Corporation of Canada Ltd. reâ€" views its three main interests, namely Ashley Gold Mines, Laguna «Gold Mines and Base Metals, The latter suspended mill operations Dec. 14th and is conâ€" ducting an exploration campaign. Ashley Mines had total bullion proâ€" duction valueg at $128,367 for the quarter, having milled 13,005 tons. Opâ€" erating costs amounted to $101,503, leaving profit of $27,864 from operation before various writeoffs. Ore reserves were depleted to the extent of 4700 tons and amounted to 10,760 tons at the yearâ€"end. Diamond drilling under new exploration programme has given several intersections, which, while not conclusive, give evidence of a new vein zone that will be under exploration within the next month. Change in the Nurse for the Dionne Quintuplets After being in charge of the Dafoe hospital for the Dionne Quintuplets since June 16, 1935, when she replaced Madame Louise de Kiriline, Miss Céeâ€" cile Lamoureux, RN., left the staff on January 31, it was. announced this week by Dr. A. R. Dafoe, physician to the babies. Pending the appointment «of a sucâ€" cessor to Miss Lamoureux, Miss Doroâ€" thy Dale, R.N., North Bay, is assisting Nurse YÂ¥vonne Leroux, veteran of the hospital staff who has been with the babies since their birth. In a statement to shareholders for Sudbury Star:â€"In ancient Assyria, says a news filler, the bull was the symâ€" bol of the governing class. The more things change, the more they seem the same. |