FIRST INSTALLMENT To Disaster, With A Roar The red car rocketed between blurred green walls down the long stretch of straight white road. It was low built, with a bulbeus rear and a snarling front. The roar of its exhaust tore the peace of the English countryside to shreds. The redâ€"heéaded mechanic who was squeezed into the bucket seat beside the driver peered at the quivering needle of the speedometer. He would have whisâ€" tled if the wind had not been there to tear his breath away. "Blimey!‘*ne said instead. "Touching 90, guyâ€"nor. Better ease down." The young man whose deft., museular hands rested on the big steering wheel as lightly as though he were driving a sedan at 25 laughed into the hurricane of his own creating. "Scared?" he asked. *‘*YÂ¥est"? ‘"Fine!" A toe pressed the accelerator harder by the merest fractionâ€"and the needle quivered over the 95 mark. "Supposée we bust a tire?" asked the nervous mechanic. "Busta tire my foot" said Frank Carter. _ There was an explosion, and the car ‘There was an expiosion, and the car squealed like a live thing. She slewed across the road. She rose up like a horse taking a fence. They smashed through the lJow green hedge as though it were a paper hoop. The car went over sideways and her occupants were shot violently out. They lay still, side by side, in the ploughed field. A hand, directed by a brain been taught to reckon in split of a second, had cut off the ig the moment of disaster. The c ed twice and the peace of th« countryside was restored. Nothing moved in the lon road. Or in the field. ~The white road went past the field and over a bridge spanning a swift flowing stream. On the other side of the bridge the road was joined by a path which wandered through trees and thereafter brdoadened out into a graveled drive. The drive skirted a lawn and ended infront of a large houseâ€"the sort of H#HOuse which, if really ideally situated in the heart of the English esuntryside is nowadays likely to be the property of a retired American manuâ€" facturer or of a middleâ€"aged foreigner who prefers to call himself by an Engâ€" lish name and is something vague but nevertheless influential in the City of London. It was all the more odd therefore, that this house should have belonged to a man who held commerce in the liveliâ€" est contempt. Nor was he even an aristocrat of the old and dying order. He was, in fact, a scientist, THUREDAY, APRIL 11TH, 1940 IV _ Lo \.\ .\ Published by Special Arrangement Pembroke, Renfrew, Arnprior, Ottawa, Ontarioâ€" Montreal, Quebec and Ste. Anne De Beaupre, Quebec Children 5 years of ago and under 12%, when accompanied by guardian HALE FARE Tickets are valid to return, leaving destinagion point not later than C.P. Train No. 7, from Moentreal 8.15 p.m. Sunday, April 28, to connect at North Bay with our Train No. 4%, Monday, April 29, 19490. Bargzain ecach excursion tickets will be valid on Train 46, Thursday April 25. Passengers will arrange their own transfer to North Bay C.P Depot and take C.P. Train No. 8 leaving 1.00 a.m. Friday, April %6, 1940 Tickets Good in Coaches Only Temiskaming and Northern Ontario Railway The Nipissing Central Railway Company l T Ts // ICKETS WILL NOT BE HONORED ON TRAINS 49 and 50â€" "THE NORTHLAND®" THURSDAY, APRIL 25, 1940 For Further Particulars Apply Local Agent 0. and N. C. R. Regular Stations m that had t fractions ignition in car coughâ€" he English white From To scientists, like pocts, are popularly beâ€" lieved to be either povertyâ€"stricken, or|~ pretentious frauds) a rather odd sort of scientist. A big, burly man, with a hard bald head and a bristling black moustache, he looked like something between a practical â€" industrialist and a rugged gamekeeper. The hint of the game-“ keeper was probably conveyed by his clothes. He habitually wore at rough tweed shooting jacket (one pocket of which was entirely torn away) and a pair of old and stained flannel bags. His shirt cuffs perpetually shot beyond the confines of his jacket sleeves and mufâ€" fled his large, strong, blackâ€"haired hands. He was standing in his study gazing gloomily at a skull like a large brown stone which rested on top of a bookâ€" case when a manservant entered with what professor . Ellington cursed, in moments of irritation, as a catlike tread. "Beg your pardon, sir," said the man. "Well, Tomkins?" said the occupant of the Chair of Anthropology at Maxâ€" ton University. "And stop gaping at that poor chap‘s cranium!" he added sharply. "You‘re always doing it, Tomkins. Dashed rude bf you. The fellow‘s been dead for 80,000 years at leastâ€"Jackson says only half that, but these Americans are so unreliable." "Sorry, I‘m sure, sir," said the man; and, without stopping to take breath, ‘‘There‘s been an accident, sir." Professor Ellington clutched at his high forehead. "If the cook," he began, "has ruined my dinner againâ€"â€"" â€"â€"_"Not that sort of accident, sir,‘ ‘said Tomkins hastilyâ€"between him and the maligned cook there was an "underâ€" ;standing"â€"“a motor accident, sir. Two young fellows in a car smash down in Potter‘s field. Potter‘s son was cycling Leonard Ellington was in more ways than his unexpected affluence (for past and he saw them. He thought they were dead, so he didn‘t stop but came right on here, sir, hard as he could pelt." "Potter‘s field, eh?" he said. ‘‘That road‘s a death trap. I‘ve always said so. Nice and straight, tempting any young chap in a car with a bit of sporting inâ€" stinct to have a crack at setting up records. But of course the surface is rotten. All right Tomkins." His voice had taken on the brisk note of authority which had been heard in France, when Professor Ellington forsoock his Chair and curious studies to join the infantry. For the first time Professor Ellington showed some signs of real interest. "Ring the doctor. No use waiting for the ambulance, though. Hour before it gets here. at least. T‘ll drive down to Potter‘s field myself." . He stopped half way to the door. "Oh, Tomkins! Call Miss Dorothy, tell her what‘s happened and ask her to stand by to do a spot of first aid. She‘ll know what‘s wanted." Professor Ellington hurried round the side of the house to the garageâ€"he to the bridge In a matter of minutes he was pushâ€" ing through the broken hedge and bending over the still forms that lay seside the silent red car. He ran skilful fingers over the body of the little meâ€" chanic and grunted. "Nothing much main road and sped across the No Baggage Checked He turned to the other form, and noted with approval the tanned features now a little pale, and the clean, squareâ€" cut jaw. All the time his hands were busy. wrong with him! "A nice job!" his Maxton students might (and might not) have been surâ€" prised to hear him murmur. "A sweet bus!" f He straighened up. *"Pair of lucky young devils! Not a bone broken beâ€" tween them!" His wandering eye fell on the red car and glistened. Professor â€" Ellington would not for worlds or superâ€"salesmen part with his own lumbering "bus," of old vintage but he had an eye for streamline. The road was still utterly deserted. The pleasant afternoon was passing into cool evening. Professor Ellington had no intention of standing supinely by and waiting for help. He was accusâ€" tomed to going ahead and doing things in his own way. r r _ Dorothy Ellington looked at the two unconscious forms with what may most charitably be described as a suspension of judgment. â€" _ *Road hogs, I suppose," she said disâ€" passionately. "I gather, however, that they‘re not badly hurt. Even your sciâ€" entific detachment would hardly go so far as to grin if they were." _ _ Mer, tone was light, and Professor, Ellington grinned even more hugely ‘through his bristling black moustache. He was rather proud of his clever and levelheaded daughter. So many of these wenches nowadays were goldenâ€" headed, blueâ€"eved little bits of ineffectâ€" ual fluff ; or, if they tried to be modern, wore hard mouths the colour of oldâ€" fashioned pillar boxes and drank too many cocktails. Awakened by "An Angel" "I scmetimes wonder who has more !scicntiflc detachment, me or you," he retorted. ‘‘*Most young women would have been in quite a state to see a handsome young chap like him" â€" he jerked his head at the driver of the red carâ€""knocked out clean as a whistle. "He looks old enoughn to have more | sonse," responded Dorothy, "to go dashâ€" !ing about in a highâ€"powered car, enâ€" dangcering innocent people‘s lives." "The nearest innocent person," her father said, "was two miles away when [the thing happened. They wouldn‘t have been discovered yet if young Potter hadn‘t been cycling past to keep a date with our kitchen maid. So I don‘t quite SCQâ€"â€"â€".â€"__" Now, without perceptible effort, he stcoped ~and slung the unconscious mechanic over a broad shoulder. He strode back on to the road and laid the little man gently in the capacious back seat of his big car. The driver of the red car was not such a light weight. His slimness was deceptive. Ellington grunted as he lifted his second burden, and the young man stirred uneasily. "You were right, Reddy," he murâ€" mured. "Shouldn‘t have stepped on it. Rotten road." He lapsed back into unconsciousness. The professor carried him to the road and laid him beside the mechanic. Then he started his engine and drove back the way he had come, this time at slower and more cautious speed. He was greeted, as he pulled up in front of his own house, by an agitated Tomkins and a cool and selfâ€"possessed but exceedingly pretty girl. Tomkins gazed into the car as one beâ€" holding a minor miracle. He peered in awe at the two pale faces in the rear sea‘t. "Are they dead sir?" he asked, not without the pleased excitement of one who sees his name in the Sunday papers after various vividly written interviews with the gentlemen of the Préess. | â€" ‘Professor Ellinzgton‘s homely {features ‘which had been wreathed in smiles { throughout these spirited exchanges, ‘now clouded over. If his daughter had thrust a bad egg under his nose without warning something of the same effect would have been achieved. "Well, they might have been, if they‘d been left to the mercy of you fellows," snapped the professor, whom action had for the moment transformed into that almost forgotten martinet of the Westâ€" ern Front. | â€" ‘"Harrum!" he barked, and turned a !basmsk gaze on the unfortunate Tomâ€" | kins. "Well, what are you standing there lï¬dgeting for, man?" he snapped. "Help ‘me get indoors. And stop giving an imâ€" ‘personation of that enanderthal skull iwhich fascinates you so much." To his daughter he grinned, jerked his head back, and said, "Nice pair of sleeping beauties, aren‘t they?" , "Well, of course you would defend road hogs." said his daughter, "being a bit of one yourself{. The last time you were summoned Rupert saidâ€"â€"" "Yessir‘!‘" Tomkins and the two men lifted out the unconscious Carter beâ€" Copyright THE PORCUPINE ADVAMCBE, +IMMIM®, OHTARIO Privileges for Veterans Enlisting in R.C.M.P. ttawaâ€"Veterans enlisted in the Roval Cauadian Mounted Police for warâ€"time duties receive the medical and surgical treatment privileges acâ€" corded to regular members of the Force. Stole Shirts but Not the Bright Yellow Neckwear Came . up to Officer and Asked to be Locked Up. When Officer Refused the . Man Produced Reason Enough. ~ Wearing a vivid goldâ€"yellow tie with red spots, Aurele Lajeunesse pleaded guilty to the theft of seven shirts from Bucovetsky‘s Store, "Did you steal the tie too?" asked Magistrate Atkinson. The accused grin. ned and admitted that he had taken more time in the selection of the tic than he did with the shirts. He will have thirty days in Halleyâ€" bury Jail to atone for his sartorial He will bury Jail ambitions Reason Enough Felix Bouchard came up to an officer and asked to be locked up. Said the officer: "IL have no reason to lock you up." "Oh, haven‘t you," replied Bouchard and from his pocket he pulled two bottles of wine, one of which was threes quarters gone. The officer did his duty, After he was sentenced to a fine Oof $10 and costs or the ailternative of $30 days in jail in court on Tuesday, Bouchard asked for time to get the money. "No," said the Magistrate, "you wart. "No," said the Magistrate, "you wart. ed too much to be locked up and be locked up you will if you can‘t pay the fine now. Sunday Gamers Five men were charged with Sunâ€" day gaming. Those who paid fines of $10 and costs ecach were Antoine Brunet, William O‘Connor and Emile Groulx. Charges against Steve Cibo and Elie Ranger were remanded a week. Walter Mulski accosted Sergeant Desâ€" Roches, who was in civilian clothes, on‘ the street and asked him for ten cents. The officer warned him and when he again saw the man begging, he picked him up and brought him in. Mulski was fined $10 and costs with the usual alternative of thirty days. Record Too Long "Your record is too long to read," said Magistrate Atkinson to Thomas L. tendresse, charged with third offense drunkenness. He sent him to jail for three months. "I prepared two rooms," said Dorothy in her unflurried voice. "I‘ve got hot water and towels and brandy ready. And Dr. Priestley is coming round aS quickly as he can. I rang the cottage hospital and said we would be taking care of everything." "Good girl!" said her father briskly. "T‘ll call you when we‘ve got ‘em tucked in. Then you can look after the patients until the doctor arrives. T‘ve got work to do." tween them He turned abruptly. ‘"You know what that fellow Jackson has the impudence to suggest now?" His voice blared inâ€" dignantly. "He says if we have found anythingâ€"if, mark â€" you!lâ€"it probably doesn‘t date back to 10,000 BC. I‘m writing an article to Anthropologia, a flat reply, and I‘m going to cruslh him. Fla{i!l I‘m going to point outâ€"â€"" *L thinkv RL;pert’é report will make your friend change his tune," â€" said Dorothy. ‘After all, if he can convinte But the cloud, observable before, hiyl descended once again on the professor‘s blunt but not normally unsunny features. "Rupert‘s report," he said. ‘"Yes, of course. But we‘d better get these young fellows between the sheets. Look sharp there, Tomkins, bother you!" "Yessir," said the dutiful Tomkins. The little procession of merecy marchâ€" ed indoors. Frank Carter woke up in heaven. He was lying on the softest of clouds. His forehead felt delightfully cool â€" and moist. And an angel in wellâ€"cut tweeds was bending over him. "Better?" said the angel. She had a soft, tranquil, confident voiceâ€"a voice that made you relax, sure that everything was at its best in the best of paossible worlds. "Fine!" said Frank. He put his hand to his forehcad. A pleasant secent enfolded him. Eau de cologne. "What happened?" he asked. And then: "Oh, yves, I remember. We were coming down the straight. We were goâ€" ing pretty fastâ€"not nearly all out, mind you, but pretty fast. Then Reddy said He broke off abruptly. "Reddy!" he half shouted. "HMHow is he? Is hce all right? Did heâ€"â€"?2" "Your friend," said the angel smoothâ€" ly, "is in the next room. Over there." She pointed at a door. "He‘s sound asleep and doing nicely. You mustn‘t make a noise or you‘ll disturb lrim." "Oh!" Frank abruptly dropped into a whisper. "I‘m glad he‘s all right. Couldn‘t have anything happ¢en to Reddy. But look here! Where are we? How did we get here? This isn‘t a hosâ€" pital? And there didn‘t seem to be a house for milesâ€"â€"" "You mustn‘t talk," said the angel firmly. *"‘The doctor will be here presâ€" ently. Until then you must lie quiet." There was something in the voiceâ€"a quality not noticed before, something quiet but compeling, a steel hand in the velvet glove touch, which caused Mr. Carter to look more closely at his minâ€" istering angel. To be continued) Interesting Career of Dominion‘s New Governorâ€"General There was much interest last week in the annsuncement that the Earl of Athlone has been appointed Governorâ€" General of Canada, to succeed the late Lord Tweedsmuir. Lord Tweedsmuir was born a commoner, being the son of a Scottish minister. He had attained wide fame, however, as an author and historian, and also as a diplomat and public servant. He was elevated to the peerage after his appointment as Governorâ€"General had been decided upon. Second Time He Has Been Appointed to This Post On the other hand his successor is of royal lineage being a brother of the Queen Mother, Queen Mary, and greatâ€"grandson of George III. Word from London, England, says that the date of departure of the Earl of Athilone for Canada is uncertain, and it is also a question as to whether or not he will serve the full term of five years as Governorâ€"General of Canada. These questions have particular interest in view of the fact that this is the second time that the Earl of Athlone has been appointed Governorâ€"General of Canada. It was on the eve of the last war that the Earl of Athlone was first appointed Governorâ€"General of Canada, to sutcâ€" ceed the Duke of Connaught, a son of the late Queen Victoria. In 1914 the Far]) of Athlone was named as Governâ€" orâ€"Gencral of Canada, but his services were needed in the military organiâ€" zation when the war came and the apâ€" pointment was cancelled as a conseâ€" quence., The Buckingham Palace announceâ€" ment last week was characteristically short. It merely said: "The King has been graciously pleased to approve the appointment of Majorâ€"General the Earl of Athlone, K.G., as Governorâ€"General of the Dominion of Canada. The Earl of Athlone who is 65 years of age was born at Kensington Palace, the great red brick pile at the west exd of the huge tract of land that forms Kensington and Hyde parks. His father and mother, the Duke and Duchess of Teck, spent the early part of their married life there. That house also was the birthplace of Queen Victoria. ‘Last Monday the Earl and his wife, Princess Alice, daughter of the Duke of Albany, dined with the King and Queen at Buckingham Palace and reâ€" mained for the night. The viceâ€"regal couple have had busy lives. Besides his military career, the Flarl has been governorâ€"general of South Africa for two terms, governor of Windsor Castle and chancellor of London University. Since 1936 he had been a personal aideâ€"deâ€"camp to the King. Princess Alice has been commandant of the women‘s transport section of the First Aid Nursing Yeomanry. Reâ€" cently she inspected ambulance units leaving for‘ Finland including six amâ€" bulances donated by the Canadian Red Cross.‘ _ The Earl and . Countess have _ one daughter, â€"Lady . May â€"Cambridge, 34, wife of Major Henry Abel Smith whom she married in 1931. He was then an gideâ€"deâ€"camp to her father in South Africa. Last year the future occupants of Ottawa‘s Rideau hall went to Teheran, Iran, to attend the wedding festivities of Tran‘s crown prince who married a sister of King Faud of Egypt. In 1938 they visited Saudiâ€"Arabia at the inâ€" vitation of King Ibn Saud. Alexander Augustus Frederick Wilâ€" liam Alfred George Cambridge, first Farl of Athlone is tall and soldierly and enjoys wide popularity. His miliâ€" tary career has been a distinguished one and he has won rank and honour on his own merit and ability. He served in the South African war annd also in the last war and was decorated in both for distinguished services. 5o 6000 FOR miey» )* ss 2 E .+ z2 S M 4 3+ i A tempting bowlful of Shredded Wheat and milk with sliced bananas actually gives you eight vital food values: Three Vitamins (A, B, and C), Calcivum, Phosphorus, Iron, Proteins and Carbohydrates. It‘s a simple and delicious breakfast of balanced nourishment â€" or a tasty and satisfying lunch. Shredded Wheat is made from Canada‘s own sunâ€"ripened wheat, formed and baked to retain all the rich flavour of pure whole wheat. It costs but a few cents to serve a double dishfulâ€"ready cooked, ready to eat. Look for the familiar package at your grocer s. THE CANADIAN SHREDDED WHEAT COMPANY The Spastic Colonâ€"Large Intestine "The symptoms are fullness immediâ€" ately after meals, gas coming up from stomach, gas pains in stomach region, stabing or dull ache under or in heart region, small stool with much gas, with perhaps fullness and bloating in upper part and both sides of abdomen. The individual is worried that he has heart trouble, pleurisy, and ulcers because of heart burn or high acid condition; appendizcitis because of frequent jabs of pdain in appendix region. He loses weight because of the bloating and disâ€" comfort even after small meals and is afraid to eat because of this. He beâ€" comes more nervous, cannot sleep well because he imagines all sorts of ailâ€" ments are present in his abdomen and chest. He resorts to laxatives and even enemas for relief of the constipation. Finally, when he is sure of the worst, he comes to the physician for examinâ€" tion." What has happened to this individual (and it could be any of us at times)? His colonâ€"large intestineâ€"has become "spastic‘; that is, there are spasms at different parts which prevent wastes and gases from going downward and out of the body. The spasms cause all the symptoms. The above clear picture of spastic colonâ€"colitisâ€"is given by Dr. Theodore H. Maday in Medical World. What causes spastic colon? Physiâ€" cians are agreed that it is the new or rapid rate at which so many of us live in these days that interferes with the digestive processes before food is eaten, while it is being mixed with digestive juice in the small intestine (first part) and stomach, with absorption of food into the blood from the small intestine, and with the passage of the wastes through the colon or large intestine. The treatment consists in showing the patient that as the cause of his symptoms is nervousness or emotional disturbances,. he must learn to be calm at mealtime, eat his food slowly so as to mix it well with the saliva or alkaâ€" line mouth digestive juice; the extra amount of alkaline digestive juice flowâ€" ing down to stomach calls for an inâ€" creaesd amount of acid juice to overâ€" come the alkaline mouth digestive juice. This extra supply gives more complete digestion and preparation of the food for absorption. "A happy attitude at mealtime is of great importance and as free of worries as it is possible to prevent nervous conâ€" traction (spasm) of stomach and bowel." By lames W . Barton, LTD., Niagara Falls, Canada of Bours That Bouy How is Your Blood Pressure?® Is your blood pressure high? Is it low? Do you know what precautions to take in either case? Send for this informative booklet by Dr. Barton enâ€" titled ‘HMHow is Your Blood Pressure?‘ Address your request to The Belil Library, Post Office Box 75, Station O, New York, NY. .enclosing Ten Cents to cover cost of handling and mailing and mention the name of this news=â€" paper. (Regzistered in accordance with the New Physical Training Tables for Canadian Army Ottawa â€" The training tables bs to the old "physic War. The metho those recently a gymnastic staff i methods aim at brain and muscle of flexibility and large muscles an Suitorâ€"I love y edly, and I would ; a moment‘s sorrow Fatherâ€"You‘re you would suffer Answeors. Leaders in sport . . . coaches, athletes and trainers . . . advise boys entering the realm of sport to eat Crown Brand daily for that extra pep and energy which help to win. pVIi He Know ind M"mclosing andling â€" name of w Army physical little resemblance jerks" of the Great ised in Canada are ted by the army england. 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