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"I want them put at myâ€" disposalâ€" to be used as I wish." The cold inâ€" cisive words rang lik> a command, and as a command they were received, alâ€" though with some show of protest. "I you do that, I must know what you mean to do with them, for what purpose . . . " the Maharajah began nervously. only to be cut short in midâ€" purposé â€".â€"~. . _ â€"~ the Manarajalmh Degan nervously, only to be cut short in midâ€" spesch. f "Why? I see no necessity for you to know anything. It is quite sufficient that I have my reasons and my intenâ€" tions. Those aeroplanes were planned by me, by me, and I tell you that they shall never serve England!" ‘"Very well. Iagres. I will make out the necessary papers putting them at your disposal," the Maharajah said. ‘"‘There is another thing. I want enough money. to take me to France. I‘ve nothing to do now in Indiaâ€" thanks to your cowardice." "You are cruél." "I mean to "be. You‘ve failed meâ€" thing 0%f that panthner‘s padded tread. Hands behind her back, eyes fixed on th> ground between her pacing feet, lips set in a rizid line, the loose black saitin robe caught closely round her accentuating the whiteness of her face, up and downâ€"up and down . . . Leoâ€" nie seeme»d urged on unrestingly, by scme demon of disquiet and disillusion. "And at night, too, she walksâ€"she walks always," the ayah told the other caged Jjan‘s pri one leng thing of Hands b 4 â€" O 00 000 0 0000008000 0408806066004 66680466 % 6 4664 00 4 % 00 ¢%% 6 % 0 «s yoursel{â€"India." "You are going to France? I shall m there myself soon, I have offered ”QOOOOQQQQ“WWWWQOMOQQ: Slabs and Coal COAL AND wWOODYARD AND OFFICE 86 Spruce South Phone 32 our variety of coal Coke â€" Welsh Anthracite â€" Pennsylvania Blue â€" Briquettes â€" Alberta â€" Pocahontas â€" Buckâ€" wheat â€" Nut Slack â€" Steam Coal and Cannel. CHAPTER XXIT , "WESTWARD HO!" ind down, up and down, like the black pantrhor in the Maharaâ€" private menagerieâ€"up and down ‘ngth of her room, with someâ€" of that panther‘s padded tread. behind her back, eyes fixed on ‘cund between her pacing feet, t in a rizid line, the loose black robe caught closely round her FPRANK T‘rul ayah told the other one would say she For a Private Income later, see the Crown Life man now by VYIOLET M. METHLEY thzre, "There are lots of most thrilling â€"hings in the letter. I must read you bits of it." She rustled the thin sheets. "The Sluez Canal is all entrenchedâ€"just fancy? Of course, they‘re afraid of the Turks attacking; it‘s so fearfully important to hold it. Oh! and here‘s scmething tremendously interesting!" "‘There‘s a good deal more," Chrisâ€" sie was still turning over the sheets of the letter.. "But most of the rest isâ€" well, not exactly news! She laughed and blushed, looking at Hall deprecaiâ€" ingly, then added in a businesslike manner: *"Anyhow, now we know where we areâ€"and the sooner I can get back to England, the better. I must be nearer to Ranny, in case . . . He understands that; and he says that I‘d better apply for a passage at once; thsy‘ll be providing troopships to send hom>s the families soon now, he exâ€" peci(s." The summer heat passed, the cold weather season began to draw near., during that waiting time, and then, at last, to Chrissie Struan, as well as to many others, came a letter. Wilson Hall, who was still keeping a brotherly eye upon Chrissie from the hotel at Pathapore, found her reading It on the same verandah where so much had taken place in the lives of both of them. And, as she read, she alternatively laughed and cried. "I can manage harder things than that, I fancy. That is all thenâ€"" Shva was gone swiftly, noiselessly. That question of a passage preâ€" cecupied most European women in Inâ€" dia. They felt forlorn, abandoned, atftâ€" ter their menfolk disappeared into the everâ€"grcwing blackness of the warâ€" cloud. And yet for some time they did not know which way to turn,"or where they wanted to go. It all depended on where the particular man who matâ€" ter2d had gone toâ€"and that, for weeks, no one knew, no one could more than guess. "Oh! Mr. Hall, it‘s a letter from Ranny!‘"‘ Chrissie told him, quite unâ€" necessarily. "A splendid long letter at last! He says Iy> couldn‘t write before â€"it‘s dated September 26th, the day they arrived thereeâ€"" "Where?" Hall asked. ‘"France." Chrissie drew a long breath, and som»thing like the shadow of a cloud seemed to pass‘ over the sunlit gold in her eyes. "Of course, we knew more or less, but they‘re really She read aloud, he with excitement. to serve with my troops." "Then you will make the arrang« ments and let me have the money. shall be leavinz India soon." "I seeâ€"yes." Hall looked thoughtful leaning forward in his chair as Chrisâ€" sie went on rather unsteadily. "Of course; that‘s so always. Wellâ€"" Hall leant back and surveyed his outâ€" stretched legs contemplatively. "I think that the sooner I make a move too, now, the better. I may be able ‘o find some useful job in Europe, even if the U.S.A. don‘t officially come into the war as I hope they will!" Timmins voice shaken a lessening hum as the land receded, faded into the distance. "I wonder shall we ever see it all again," Chrissie said under her breath. "I wondesr!" Hall echoed. At the sound of a voice, utterly unâ€" expected, which spoke behind them Chrissie and Hall turned simultanâ€" ecuslyâ€"cried out, almost in one breath: "Leonie!" She stood there, hands in the pockets of her grey coat, the black, threeâ€"ornâ€" ered hat forward to shade her eyes, locking so precisely as she had upon the Gloriana that Hall glanced almost involuntarily up at the mainâ€" mast, as though seeking the familiar houseâ€"flaz of the Atlantic ferry. It was as though time itself had taken a great stride backards, of eigshteen The gateway to the country of the Great Raj closed gradually, leaving only a memory of the murmur of voices, temple bells and drum beaits, all blending even in remembrance into a lessening hum as the land receded, "Splendid â€" yes; simple â€" well, I rather doubt that!" Hall commented drily. "But if I don‘t manage it, it won‘t be for the want of trying." There followed ancther period of waiting which was even more harassing than that which had gone before. But passages were secured at last, and the almost unhopedâ€"for, despairedâ€" of journey was about to begin. Hall by the exercise of more diplomacy than he would ever have believed himself to to possess, had obtained the right to ‘ravel in the trooper. Tozether they stood on the deck of s.s. Berkshire and watched Bombay receding behind their ship‘s wake as the steamer kept on its steady course towards the horizon. This was their last glimpse of India. Across the silver waters of the harâ€" bour, from the clustered shipping at the quays,. tiny skiffs and wideâ€"sailed dhows skimmed like butterflies in the sunlight. a great stride Dackaraus, oOof C1gNLVECI] months or more. "Leonie, how amazing that you should be here!" Chrissie gasped. "Why? Was I not, until lately, one of the houschold of an officer in the Indian Army?" Her tones were so level, so unstressed, that it yyas perâ€" haps only Hall‘s ultraâ€"keen ear which caugrht the faint inflection Oof biting caug scorn. "Yes . . . of course, yesâ€"only . .. Chrissie stammered, confusedly, and Leonie smiled. "No% that I asked for a passage as th> Maharajah‘s exâ€"governess. I mereâ€" 9+ ly used his name and my experience at Khotalghar to get another post of the same kind with a Colonel‘s wife, since money alons would not do it. I inâ€" tended to come by this boat if it was in any way possible in order to be with you ..." Her eyes softened slightâ€" iy, then resumed their former alert "You know me better than that," Hall answered, while Chrissie added earnestly : "Oh, Leonie, I‘m so glad you‘re here!" "That‘s well, then. I should have ben extremely bored with the excluâ€" sive company of my colonel‘s wife and her progeny. There‘s nothing to do, really: They‘ve got an ayah, whose passage I paid, by the way, so as to secure the privilege of travelling to Marseilles as ons of Colonel Belman‘s party. A queer, topsyâ€"turvy business, if you come to think of it!" "You‘re going to France thenâ€"not England?" "Certainly not England." watchfulness. "That is, if neither of you has an overwhelming cbjection to my company," she added abruptly. 1i Army i mean you‘d join the Briâ€" 2?" Chrissie asked eagerly. French. I might do worse. Copyrighted "Yes. I have some business to put through in Paris. After that I don‘t knowâ€"since I can‘t enlist in the Forâ€" eign Legion. Something has to come to an end â€" and I don‘t yet see ‘a fresh beginning. More and more I find mysolf holding on to something he said: ‘Nothing is done, until there s ncthing to be done!‘ And I believe I have something more to do yetâ€"why, I don‘t know. Perhaps it is because my Star is still leading me, although it is hidden in this blackness of war, like all the rest of usâ€"" "I had thought, myself, perhaps, of joining a French ambulance, after I‘ve seen Chrissie safely back to England, according to my promise," Hall told her. "Ah!â€"yes, that might be a way." Lsonie spoke as though more to herâ€" self than to him. "The way? Possibly â€"I don‘t know." "Anyhow, we shall probably meet again â€" in France." "No. I failed there, or I shouldn‘t be here. And if I hadn‘t failed, you might not be here either!" "Oh, she‘s taliking like the Sphinx again!" Chrissie looked across at Hall. ‘"That always means she doesn‘t mean to tell anything." "There‘s nothing to tell," Leonie said. She turned away abruptly and for the moment no more was said. It was weeks later, indsed, not until they were nearing Marseilles, on a black â€" and windless night in the Mediterranean, that Hall questioned her further. Conâ€" stantly as they wern> all three togethe: during the voyage, there had been curiously little intimate conversation between them. The steamer was forging steadily through the darkness, one of a conâ€" voy of dim, lightless sh-apeS'. part of the very night itself. Tha: sense of stealth, of the presence of an unseen enemy. marked the difference between these nights at sea, and those of voyvagers. It was as though the ship herself were grop, blindfold, communiâ€" cating her own feeling of helplessness to all those on board. Hall, standinz with Leonie near the bows, overlcoking the forecastle head, made a little restless movement. "I‘m glad we‘re near the end of the veyageâ€"although there is still timeâ€"" "Yes, we shall. I know that tooâ€" and it‘s about the limit of my knowâ€" ledge at present. Ah!â€"listen!" From the engine room came the tinkle of six bell, 11 o‘clock. Tt was followed by the singâ€"song voice of the lascar from the crow‘s nest, telling the silent ship, the silent night, ‘All‘s well!‘ "But nothing will He could just make out the pale blur of Leonie‘s profile keside him as she spoke. "Oh! don‘t ask me how I know! I doâ€"that‘s all." "And when we reach Franceâ€"have you still no plans? You‘re definitely landing at Marseilles, aren‘t you?" "All‘s well!" Leonie echoed the words under her breath. "Ah!â€"if one could say thatâ€"" Sudbury Interested in New Gold Mining Areas So far, results from exploration by Mining Corporation of Canada at the scene of the Jerome discovery have proven i»xceptionally encouraging, inâ€" spiring the statement that the find is the most important made in Ontario in many months. Large tonnages of mediumâ€"grade ore appear proven by shallow drilling, and that the property is to make a goodlyâ€"sized profitable mine seems indicated. dia (From Sudbury Star) While other ambitious pioneers were far afield, in the Yellowknife and other regions of the Northwest Trritories, prospectors were proving the truth of the assertion that the rockâ€"ribbed areas of Northern Ontario still hold good chances of revealing untold minéral woalth. The strong possibility that a major zold mining camp may be developed in the new Opeepeesway lake area is a matter that should interest Sudbury, because of the advantages that are sure to acerue to this city and immediate district in such an event. Although the output of gold from the mickelâ€"copper operations is large â€" around $2,500,000 annually â€" at presâ€" ant Sudbury district has only two prcducing gold mines, Lebel Oro at Loug Lake and New Golden Rose at Emerald Lake. Commendable efforts have been made at other seciions, notâ€" ably Swayze, West River and Three Duck Lakes, to bring in profitable proâ€" ducers, but so far these regions have failed to come through with th> tonâ€" nages of commercial ore needed for profitable operations. Two small proâ€" ducers are in the offing in the West Shiningtree district, with mills scheâ€" duled to start early next year. The area is within the boundaries of the Sudbury mining division, and is served from Sudbury by two main lines of railway as well as airplane services. Thus, the potential extensive trade that will result from a major mining operation can be expected to be cenâ€" tred in Sudbury, together with some of the benefits from a substantial payâ€" roll. At this stage of development it may be too early to make predictions for the Opeepeesway area, but that it holds gocd promise is the opinion of mining men of note. What it would mean to Sudbury if a major camp is developed is not difficult to visualize, and in the meantime, this centre should not lose sight of the opportunities that are sure to accumulate from the prospective growth of the district. North Bay Nuszget: The Ontario Baseball Association should suggest snowshoes as club equipment. Imagine playofis in late October! Andâ€"vou‘re not coming back to Inâ€" (To be continued) Where you feel the fresh wind blowing, From pine woods, clean and pure, Where you find the trout streams flowâ€" ing, You‘re in the North, for sure. The North is not an are It‘s not a piece of land The North‘s a spirit and Which yvou must under Every man, woman and child North, has heard remar the North grows on you." An do they mean? Simply that the land has a beauty and a life different from anything else, ar cannot be forgciten. The fo poem by Rev. E. 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