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Rogor heard Captain Cullin‘s prais>s of the engine and the particular merits ¢f the "Glorious Kat:". He took the wheel for a while. ® With typical Roger succeeds in overtaking the yacht, and boards her. o His reception by Kitty Smallbridge is extremely cold. At the end ‘Of a brief conversation on the deck of the vyacht, she pushes him into the sea. Roger is instructed to fly to Marseilles and recover the yacht.~ Smallbridge gives him a note to the Captain, who is on the yacht, authorizing Roger to take charge. brief conversation on the deck of the vyacht, she pushes him into the sea. Roger succeeds in getting aboard again, and finds Cullen remonstrating with Kitty. Roger therzupon produces his authority to take charge of the vesâ€" sel Cullen accepts it, and tells Kitty he can no longer take orders from her. can no ionger UTGEIS IIOINH NC‘ rogser wore a grey jorsey of Cullen‘s The yacht is taken into Marseilles. over the dungarees He was glad to Here Geoffrey and Kitty go ashore, th€ / gee that neither Geoffery nor Kitty had girl declaring that she will nqt xjeturn changed. Sh> was still wearing the to: her father. Rogeor contrives, by furry brown coat she had worn on deck. force. to get her back to the ship,. And4 ons sat nuddled at the tabl«"and had a to lock her‘in her cabin. |frozen look. When he sat down, he met (Now read On). ~{her eves|, brilliant and y:t scmbre in He guessed that the steady pcogre:si ‘‘The last sight he had had of the of the "Glorious Kate" inâ€"the directiO0n| pyenine sky with the star in it came of St. Raphael. was gettiMg On DC ) inio nis nead again. â€" _ _ nerves. f _ ‘Tha air was tense; and the storm She spent the rest of the aftern00n| was opviously about to burst. Charlis P a Synopsis of Previous Chapters Rogor Kent is summoned urgently irom London to St. Raphael, where E. C. Emalloridge is taking the <â€"sun. Smallbridge tells Rogor that Kitty has taken motoryacht withoutâ€" parmission and has gone off with her cousin Geof. frey to rescue a British prisoner. in Majorca a man interned for his part in the war in Spain. cauticus age against romantic youth. [Life had chosi:n him for it. Toâ€"morrow this brisf interlude out in the wind on the cpen sea would be cver. KITTY SMALLBRIDGE: Daughhr ofâ€" Roger Kont‘s employer. She is scmewhat spoiled and very obstinats, but charminz in her mors rational moments. 'H° wculd be back on the jcbh of disâ€" GECFFREY PAISH: Kitty‘s cousin|tr: outing hardware all over the six conâ€" and accomplice in rash exploits. .Lments-â€"cn paper. Making money for CAPTAIN CULLEN: Master of E. C. E C. . Smallbridge, while FEurope Smallbridge‘s yacht. ‘"Glorious Kat." {struggaled . . . "CHARLIE": Cullen‘s 17â€"yearâ€"cld| He had to stick to it becsause that assistant. iwas his job. He wasn‘t free. Synopsis of Previous Chapters |â€" *"‘Confcund thim!" he thought of Rog*or Kent is summoned urgvsntly‘Geofl'rev and Kitty. "My sacrifice is from London to St. Raphael, where E. as great as theirs. ‘They can risk their C. Emallbridge is taking the sun.‘skins if they want to. I have had to Smallbridge tells Rogor that Kitty has|accept prematur> old age!" She spent the rest of the aftern00n| was opviously about to burst. Charlis stretched out on an airâ€"bed spread on'! served fried soles, a gateau St. Honors, the cablin roof. Wrapped in a fm'rylcheesé ahd fruit. | brown coat, she lay motionless with her§ to eat anything. face buried in her arms, in a marmer; "My dear girl what is the good. bf that did not invite company. Geoffrey ' starving yourself?" said" CGeofirey. sat in the siiloon with his feet on the, Kitty, with her e‘bows on the table, table reading a bock and drinking lager. [cast, a hateful"glance at Roger, then put Rogar heard Captain Cullin‘s prais;s {her head down in har hands, her slend. of the engine and the particular merits fer white fingers cluiching desperately of the "Glorious Kate". HMe fook the ;among the dark curls, and said raging. wheel for a while. 1Â¥ I 21 PINE STREET N. TDLMIXS PHOXE 101 00000000608 000000040 0 0 %% 000 ¢% ¢ o ¢ a # 400 ¢0¢0 0 0¢%¢ 8 ¢0 00 ¢0¢ 00 0 6 0 00 0 00 0 0 0 0 0 9 0 0 0 0 9 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 6 6 6 9 6 0 0 a PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS | _ elation of ac: RCGER KFNT:; Young, ambitiousimission had worn off. private secretary to E. C. Small‘:;ridgz,‘ He feolt like a gaole: a business magnate». [ifhosen the part,of . KITTY SMALLBRIDGE: Daughtarlcauticus age against : of Roger Kont‘s employer. She 'is:!l.ife had chosi:n him f0 scmewhat spoiled and very obstinats,| Toâ€"morrow this brisf PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMEXT "A new world .. 14 Pine St. . opened befcre my oyes when I first wore my new glsses. My evyes had always beoen defective but I ‘didn" realiz> it . Not until Mr. Curâ€" tis examined my eyes cand pressribed thes> glasses, did 1 really know hcw beautiful things could be. Thgy gav> me an ontirely new outlook on life." Your GNLY protection against loss Check up on your values and see if FULLY covered. We also sell Automobile, Sickness, Accident, Life and Plate Glass Insurance. Real Estateâ€"_â€" Mortgages â€"â€" Hoaousing Act Loans sSECURITY SERVICE liberal Terms May be Arranged at Phone 835 Rog:r had expected her to say someâ€" { thing of the sort. To impress her with }his calm, but not quite aware how maddening that calm must be to her, ‘he hdped nimself to fruit. l "Heavens above!" sh> burst out. ‘"How like sheep some psople are. Just !abc‘ut as woodenâ€"headed and unimaâ€" : ginative! Father com:s to St. Raphael \just the same to enjoy the sun. He i wouldn‘t give ton minutes of the preâ€" cious time he gives to making monsy to ?thinkmg about human freedom or any. lthincr else. People like father ars supâ€" ported by other peop‘> who think they *can make money cut of fatherâ€"and !so it goes!" | Rog*r made no reply Eut he felt wery bitter. *‘*Peopl» who think they |can make monsy out of fatherâ€"â€"" ‘Easy for her to despise the need to make a living, when her fathor had made her so deuced comfortable t At seven o‘clock Captain Cullen tcok the wheel. Charlie rang a bell below for dinner. There was nothing . for Roger to do but set his treth and go acown and have it. There werse wild clouds in the west, with the evening star foating clear amonz them, like a r:flection in water . . . Roger focused th> warships, groy, beetleâ€"like things, under their pennants of smoke. He watched them until they were out of sight in the west. They were his first glimpse of the reality of the war>=. . . Ssoon after six o‘clock a smoke stack app:ared on the southern horizon. "Italian destroyers," said Captain Cullen, handing the glasses to Roger. His cars glcowed, coming out of the wind into the warmth below. The cther two were already at the tale. ‘Why don‘t you throw .that man overboard?" "As for the Englisamen who have gcne to Spain to fizsht for what they "Now don‘t be foolish, Kitty!" said Geoffrey, covering his dis:zomfort at the suggestion with a certain hauteur. She leoked at im with sombr> desâ€" pair and said bitterly: _Roger, stinging under the affront, returned with a cool smilé: "You seem to manage that pretty well yourself. "Yes: it‘s funny, isn‘t it, Mr. Kont? In your nice, safe, soft job with father you can afford to laugh. It‘s just a joke to you that men are struggling and dying for freedom in Spain!" The elation of accomplishing hi _ Oof accomplishing hx,_beliew to be right," she went on, orn off. "they‘re just fools, according to father. A gaoler. had not .Th°\ deserve anything they get! That‘s art, of a champion of my father‘s attitude in the matter, Mr. gainst romantic youth.| Kint. I suppose you would agree with n him for it. him?" his brisf interlude out in "I wouldn‘t say that they havs any by fire. vou are "I wouldn‘t say that they have any right ‘t> expect other Englishmenâ€"or Englishwomenâ€"to run risks to get them cut of a mess if they‘re4in ane," replicd Roger, meeting her eye, with stsady defeéence, though he didn‘t feel any great inner convicticn. "Oh, yos," said Kitty. "By all means. Let us all pass on the other side! It‘3 zseen done often enough b:foré!" Her tone was withering. KITTY SLAPS A FACE rose. he came round the table and stood bsforse him. Her fase was Jangcrous. "Do you know what I think of mssn cfi your sort?" "No," said Roger. ‘"‘That!" The smack of her hand acsross his meuth came without the slightest warning. He didn‘t move. The s‘ap showed a white patch that swiftly red. dencd. They stared at one another. He leapt up the companion and saw| her a figure in the twilizht, towards the bows. As he caught| up with her, she hurried forward. He grabbed her wrist to stop her. . Sh snatched it away and turned, ey>: defiant in a dim white face. "Here!" he said. *"You think you can do anything to me!" "Yeu forced m> to come with the yacht!" she pointed out. "You began it by throwing me overâ€" | * c# | | ‘ | | : ! ? Bsard! "I‘d do it again if I could!" ‘ "You take advantage of the fact thati you‘re a woman. If you were a man T‘d f thrash you!" | The words burst from him in the heat| of his fury. She blenched slightly, but | stcod her ground. "Try!‘"‘ she said. "Yes, tryâ€"try. I’m,- ready to take what‘s coming! T‘lH let| you know what I think of you and | everyone like you, and I‘m p=rfect1v ready to take the consequences!" | She threw her hands wide, a picture| of scornful nonâ€"resisitance. | He was taken back. "I bolieve you lik» this sort of thing!"| The words were startled from him. "Youâ€"â€"!" It was her turn to be infuriated, she who sprang at him. He, caught her wrists. "No! No you don‘t!" She ubsided instantly. There was a| breathless pause. | His rage began to cool, and somethmv else took possession of his senses. Her| nearn:ss, the faint perfume from the dark cloud of her hair in the gloom, the| warmth of her slim wrists. thrcbbing in | his grasp. 'I l 1 | } 2 ? i | "But you‘yv> Saiid a Geal, and 1i haven‘t answered. I don‘t think you have been quite fair to me." "Perhaps not," she said in a weary tone. "I don‘t know." "My life hasn‘t been lik> your life," Rozer wont on. "Since I was quite a kid I‘ve always had to worry where the next meal was coming from. I‘m not fre>. T never have been frse to go privatgering the aid of lost causes!" She gazed at him, then said in a low vÂ¥oice: "I undertsand when you say Lhat!}:tunities lor gardening. You see, I don‘t belicve ycu are really" A buttress is another name for a the sort of person I‘ve implied you are! l dairymaid, that is, a maid who makes I know you‘re not, that‘s the trouble!; butter.â€"Exchange. I know you‘re different! You‘r» tcoj o. mm gcod to be a cipher in the carger of a\ Christian Science Monitor:â€"Too ofâ€" man like my father‘!" ten we talk of sea power in terms f "Cipher!" said Roger. He was not!ships and guns, not thinking for the a cipherâ€"h> had never been that. Itimoment how much men count in the was his own carser he ahd worried|total equation, men whose devotion to about. his own ends he had adhered to.: God and home gives them the will and "I‘ve seen how you‘ve behaved sinc> the strength t odo their duty by King you came aboard here," she was saying.| and country. Only this understanding "Besides I know instinctively. I adâ€"|of their high heritage as free men can mire your loyalty to father, I really do.{sustam' those whose duty calls them I admire it. But there are larger into the blazing muzzles of an alties. One‘s loyalty to the thing one/enemy. knows is right must outweigh one‘s| loyalty to individuals!" _ Toronto Telegram: It‘s laughable at "You‘re quite mistaken in me," $2%0| ie extremes some comics go to get a Roger, with bitter truth. "I know NO! He felt automatically for a cigarette. Kitty tossed the curls out of her«â€"eyes, and leaned against the mast. "I‘m sorry!" said Roger, abruptly. "I am, too!" s‘i> said. quietly. The simple rejcinder surprised him, and melted the last of his resentm°nt. "You hardly know meâ€"passibly yeor aren‘t intsrested in my point of view abow all this!" he said impulsively. "But voiu‘r> fsaid a goocd deal, and I H# let her go, and stood back. It was hner injustice to him that maddened him! COPYRIGHT THE PORCUPTINE ADV ANCE conflict of loyalties. My only loyalty \has been to myself. I‘m hardâ€"quite 'hard. All the sentimentalism has been ‘crushed out cf m>.. T don‘t understand |this idealism which is driving you into |this wild undertaking. this mission as you call Itâ€"â€"â€"* "But its so small! There‘s a life at s‘ake. The world is already at war, and {ev‘ryone must fight on the side which ‘they believe is right. Doses it matter i’who cwns, or who dossn‘t own this iya:ht? There‘s a man in Majorca, but |for us heâ€"may die he may be shot!!" She put hoar hand on the sleeve of his coat. Her face, and shinâ€" ‘ingâ€"eved, was near to his. "Come beâ€" low and let me tell you about it. I want you to know. It‘s a secrot, but I | trust you." |__Prsy to a violent mental effort, he \stared at her. She was a human emâ€" ;bcdlmenb of all his young ambitions, ]and of everything that was lovely and ifemininely desirable as‘ well. | Bornâ€"en December 8th, 1940, to Mr. ‘and Mrs. Gerald Bouley of 124 Comâ€" ;mercial avenugâ€"a son. ‘â€" Bornâ€"on December 8th, 1940, to Mr. |and Mrs. O:car Beaudoin (nes Pearl ‘\Morisetts) of 109 Wilson daughter. "Oh!" she said. "I don‘t believe Â¥ou. You do understand it. You‘re denying ycurself. ~ You‘re just refusing to be young and brave, and insisting on being mean, and dead,. and s>lfish." With the wild night sky and the waves as background: with the fervour of her voice playing on his nerves, he to hear again the clamour of rcmantic aspirations and youthful ideals in his nheart; and to know sudâ€" denly, soul shakingly, that in spite of all his efforts to bury them, they had never been dead. S Cam?" "Yes. iBut there‘sâ€"still my loyalty to your father. That‘s certainly real!" He was conscious of a wild impulse to sweop her violently into his arms for want of a better way of expressing himsel!f. Whether she know it or not he was unaware, but she saved the he was unaware, but she saved the situation by hurrying on: "Come bslow, and TI‘ll tell you the story. I want you to know, I think you ought to knw." She turned, and he followed her through the sprayâ€"wet darkness, gripâ€" ping the rails to steady himself as the "Glorious Kate" plunged onward. . . . (To be Continued) Bornâ€"on December l1st, 1940, to Mr. and Mrs. Telsphore Lebrun, of 72 Holâ€" linger aventsâ€"a son. Bornâ€"on December 9th, 1940, to Mr. and Mrs. John Sydney Owon of 15 Kirby avenueâ€"a daughter. Christian Science Monitor:â€"Too ofâ€" ten we talk of sea power in terms f ships and guns, not thinking for the moment how much men count in the total equation, men whose devotion to God and home gives them the will and the strength t odo their duty by King and country. Only this understanding of their high heritage as free men can sustain those whose duty calls them straight into the blazing muzzles of an enemy. Bornâ€" on December 4th, 1940, to Mr. and Mrs. Joseoh Edward Rochefort of 55 Sixth Avenueâ€"a daughtsr. Bornâ€"on Dezsember l1th, 1940, to Mr. i i and Mrs. Jossgph Lapointe (nse Camille ; Marconi) of 140 Popular streetâ€"a son.; Bornâ€"on December 18th, 140, to Mr. and Mrs. Percy Smitheram (née Alico Press>) of 70 Fourth avenuw>â€"a son. Rornâ€"on November 21st, 1940, $o Mr. and Mrs. Walter Jack Chapman (nee Warren) of 97 Wilson avenueâ€"AÂ¥ son. Bornâ€"on D:cember 12th, 1940, to Mr. and Mrs. Leo Saudino (nee Alexdrine Lacroix) of 28‘ Bann>rman avenueâ€"A son. A monoloezue is a conversation beâ€" tween two people, such as man and wife A worm looks like a caterpillar that has been sHaved. Petroleum is a sort of ofllcloth used for covering floors. Lighthouseâ€"keepers have feéew opporâ€" tunities for gardening. Nine Births Registered During the Past Week For Corp. Joe Carpentsor of tha Pirst Canadian Fighter Squadron, R. C. A, F., there was a special Christmas message in the CBC.‘s Christmas broadcast to the troops overseas. It came from his fiancee, Margusrite Saucier of Montreal who was to represitnt all} Canadian sweet. hearts. Allâ€"Canadian Sweethsart You‘re quite right MORE "HOWLERS h> said abruptâ€" 484 *4 * 1941 is here, and 1949 soon will be but a memory . . . so many pecple wonder what will happen to them during the coming year, pernaps it‘s just as well that they don‘t . . . if the year will bring haypiness, the thrm of hapâ€" pines: would wear off is one know about it . . . if sadness is to come into one‘s life, it would cortainly ruin the rest of the year to kncw what one part of it might bring . . . but, all in all. let‘s hope that 1941 will be a year of special gayety, with the topâ€"notch **hit"â€"peace. Among the> first gocd news of the year, is the report that Mrs. Cornthâ€" waite, wife of Major Cornthwaite, of th> Salvation Army, is making splendid progress to complete recovery . . . Mrs. Cornthwaite has been quite ill for the past few months, and h*r many friends are hoping that with the rscent imâ€" provement. she will scon be able to 2e up and around again. L444 Timmins and district welcomed the new year with many social activities, Nsw Year‘s eve finding the maJouty of the populace attending dances, priâ€" vate parties, or show partiecs . ._. a few hardensd souls decided they‘d spend the New Year‘s holiday "resting up" after Christmas but many of these, even, woere brought out by the magical nctes of bells striking the birth of a New Year ... .. Most of the Women and girls sutrâ€" passed themselves in beauty on New Year‘s eve. again setting an example with many lovely evening frocks‘...}; . black and white were the most popular colours, with pastels and. other shades "roundingâ€"out" the picture ... nets and sheors were the favourite fab~â€" rics, and although, befors Christmas, most of the local stores reported only a small sale of evening frocks, there was a galaxy of the newest models on New Year‘s eve,. ... . flower shops were kept in a flurry of th> McIntyre Community Building and the Badminton Club dance and in South Porcupine, the danâ€" cers gathered at the auditorium in the South Porcupine Arena "VWhite gifts" were featured at many churches during the Christâ€" mas season, but among the best of them was the gift made by the children of the First Baptist Church to the Bombed Victims Fund . . . thes> youngsters are happy in the knowledg> that they really found the Christmas spirit of giving to make others happy i ~.AtAG children voluntarily went without their usual Christâ€" mas Tree, donating all costs and collections for the event to the Bombed Victims Fund . . . they know that not only will they be assisting mothers and fathers who have lost their homes, but they are extonding "hands" and "hearts‘" of friendship across the One thing that 1941 has c*râ€" tainly. started out well, is enâ€" gagements . . . not only are the British "engaging" the Italians whenever they can "catch" them, but als>, lozcal lads are "engaging" the lassies, whenever can "catch‘"‘ them .. . Included in Timmins celebraâ€" tions were dances at the Riverâ€" «‘d> Pavilion, the Hollinger Hall and the Hebrew Synagogut . .. at Schumacher the people of the district chose between the Lion‘s club and Frontiersmen‘s dance at Dropped Between Stitches Bv A un And, now, although it was all very exciting thrilling, and grand, mosit of the populace is back at daily dutiss in offices, mines, stores, etc., and "Ann" is back to "Dropped Bstween Stitches", hopin‘ you "drop": a lot. busy preparation for the event with many of the shops being unable to fill orders taken on the last davy. That the English sonse of humor,| famed throughout the world, is not| failing under the rain of Hun bombs 18 ; proven in this bit of advertising seen recently in one of London‘s swankisst| restaurants. The sign reads: "You are now eating only three minutes from London‘s nicest airâ€"raid shelter!" â€"â€"North Bay Nugget | carly in the evening, the night found them dancing at the Riverâ€" side Pavilion and at the Mcâ€" Intyre Building ... apparently they believed that this New Year of 1941 was too young to b*e left alon> with its destinies on its birthday . . . and then, .too., hopâ€" ing to find happiness in the comâ€" ing year, some may have believed the superstition saying that what you do on the firs®t day of the New Year, you will do most frm>â€" quently throughout that year. Now Year‘s day was not th» happiest for «many delicious turâ€" keys. and although most of the dancersâ€"of the evening befoto, vowed that they would "dose offt" Order Your Coal NOW from Fogg‘s Yard Schumacher Phone 725 John W. 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