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"Red, blue, and white, and green and gold ‘ And at their touch the dew revurned' And all the bloom a thousand fold So red,‘ so ripe, the roses burned." Speaking of roses, "Dot" hopsos that you didn‘t miss the Rose Show held at the Masonic Hall on Friday . . . the flowars were _too beautiful for words . and the aroma was so alluring that passersby stopped in to see the displays. The people of Timmins were greatly surprised when they heard the fire truck making the rounds of the streets campaigning for the Tag Day . .. the International Fire PFighters U nion should be congratulated on their fine work in helping their brother fire fighters in Britain who are carrying out their duty despite the troubled conditions overseas . . . and Tiimmins residents are to be complimented on their fine response. For several months, this column has reminded Timmins and district women that when they are on holiday, they should arrange for a friend to replace them in Red Cross work . . . this reâ€" minder is still urgent, and in keeping with it, Miss Dorothy Prattura will reâ€" place "Ann‘ during a two weeks‘ holiâ€" day . . . toâ€"day‘s column is taken over by "Dot" . . . and to the many kind people who help to make this column possible, please help Dorothy just as you have helped "Ann." g By Ann . to Ann ind Henry go best wishes for happiness and success in the future . . . Henry, as you all know, is the "King of Swing" mwhose orchestra plays at the Riverâ€" side Pavilion as well as many other ds ~+*1 dances throughout the daistirict. gathered in a large couple are now spen( moon at North Bay . . but they will re Congratulations and best wishes to the young couple who were unitâ€" ed in marriage Friday afternoon at St. Matthew‘s Church, Mr. and Mrs. Ed Reed . . . Mrs. Reed is the former Miss "Pat" Holland the bride‘s veil was novel being Bâ€"Fâ€"GooDRIcH TIRES "Tis easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows along like a song; But the man worth while is the one who will smile When everything goes dead wrong: | FPor the test of the heart is trouble, And it always comes wiin the Excursion travel will be handled on Train N9. 46, connecting at North Bay with C.N.K. No, 2 On the RETURN journey, tickets will be valid for travel on C.N.R. Train TO Points in the Maritimes via North Bay and Canadian National Railways Tickets will be valid to leave destination points Wednesday, July 23, 1941 Dropped Between Stitches Pembroke Jct., Ottawa, Montreal and Quebec via North Bay and Canadian National Railways Temiskaming and Northern Ontario Railway The Nipissing Central Railway Company WILL OPERATE BARGAIN COACH EXCURSION THURSDAY, JULY 17, 1941 FOR PURTHER PARTICULARS APPLY TO LOCAL AGENT BARGAIN COACH EXCURSION FRIDAY, JULY 18, 1941 Bargain Coach Excursion tickets not valid for travel on the "NORTHLANXND® Trains 49 and 50. No. 1 from Montreal 8.20 p.m., Monday, July 21, 1941 L# rge bow pending HT s column has istrict women holiday, they nd to replace i honeyâ€" Toronto in Timâ€" being An t Wat: @ Charming Wedding : at St. Matthew‘s _ Anglican Church Later the bride and groom motored to North Bay and Toronto, the bride wearing a navy blue crepe suit trimâ€" med with red and white, and white accessories. Upon their return the couple will take up residence at 59 Fourth avenue. Son of Chas. Brocklebank Dies in Action in the East Mr. Charles Brocklebank, now foreâ€" man of The Northern News, but for some time previously on the staff of The Advance, received a cable last week at Kirkland Lake, announcing that his son, Plying Officer Cyril S. Brocklebank, had been killed in action in he East. PFlying Officer Brockleâ€" bank left Canada at the age of 20, with a friend, to join the Royal Air Force. He trained in England, and was transâ€" ferred to Egypt and later to North Africa. Mr. E. W. Reed, of Welland, Ontario, brother of the groom was groomsman. After the ceremony a reception was held at the home of the bride‘s parâ€" ents, the bride‘s grandmother, Mrs. Mary Holland, and the groom‘s mother receiving the guests. Mrs. Holland wore a mauve and white silk print with white accessories. and Mrs. Reed choset an ensemble of green taffeta with a white hat and a corsage of pink gladiâ€" olis. St. Matthew‘s Anglican Church was the scene of a charming wedding on Friday afternoon at 5 o‘clock when Miss Patricia Holland, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. E. J. Holland, of 88 Sixth Avenue, became the bride of Mr. Edgar Beaumont Reed, son of Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Reed, of North Bay. The Rev. Canon R. 8. Cushing officiated at the ceremony. The bride, who was given in marâ€" riage by her father, wore a white chiffon, over taffeta. PFashioned with fitted waistline, and long fitted sleeves tapering to points over the wrists, the gown featured a Vâ€"neckline, softly gathered bodice, and slightly flared skirt. It was buttoned at the back from neckline to waist with tiny self buttons, and the bride wore a shoulderâ€" length veil of white net gathered «n a large bowâ€"effect. Her only other adâ€" ornment was a gold locket and chain, and she wore a corsage of liliesâ€"ofâ€"theâ€" valley and roses. Mrs. Ronald Pond, cousin of the bride was bridesmaid. She wore a gown of pink net over organdie trimâ€" med with potâ€"ofâ€"blue ribbons, and a blue moire cap with streamers. Her corsage was made up of yellow roses. Miss Patricia Maude Holâ€" land and Mr. Edgar Beauâ€" mont Reed Married. Among the out of town guests were Mr. and Mrs. W. Reed, of North Bay, parents of the groom, Miss Owen, of North Bay, Mr. Edward Reed of Welâ€" land, Mr. and Mrs. H. Reed and daughâ€" ter, Kathleen, of Iroquois Falls. And once again best wishes to Mr. and Mrs. Stan Kremyr who were united in marriage on Sunday at the United Church Manse . . . the groom is the son of Mr. and Mrs. J. Kremyr . . . the bride is the former Miss Mary Moroz, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. G. Moroz . . . the young couple left for x motor trip to points south . . . on ther return they will reside in Timmins. Straw hats . . . Ooveralls . . . brightly coloured shirts ... a barnâ€" yard setting . . . all combined they speill "Kinsmen Barn Dance" which took place at the Goldridge Stock Farm on Priday evening . . . it was a lot of fun and if you were among the two hundred couples who atâ€" tended you will be telling your friends all about it . . . "Hullo! â€"Bought a sazophone? "No,. I borrowed it from the man next aoor." "But you can‘t play "Neither can he while I‘ve got it."â€" Judge. es e o# ht Mr. Michael Kremyr, brother of the groom, acted as groomsman. After the ceremony a wedding breakâ€" fast was held at the home of tnt groom‘s mother, Mrs. Kremyr, at 73 Elm street north. The bride‘s mother received the guests attired in a navy crepe dress with matching jJacket witn lace collar. She wore a corsage of pink roses. The groom‘s mother assistâ€" ed, wearing a navy sheer dress with white accessories and a corsage of pink roses. Later the bride and groom left by motor for points south. PFPor travelling the bride donned a gown of rose cregze redingote style, with white accessor.es. Upon their return they will reside m ‘Timmins. Out of town guests included Mr. and Mrs. William Bobbie, of Kirkland Late. Among those present were: Mr. and Mrs. Robert Stock (president of the Kinsmen Club), Mr. and Mrs. S. Caldâ€" bick, Mr. and Mrs. Ed Baderski, Maâ€" deline Berube and Henry Charlesbois, Mr. and Mrs. Wes Tomkins, Marianne ;Wallwork and Don Hogarth, Mr. and Mrs. Les Marshall, Florence Blackwell and Louis Baderski, Mary Budzack and Willis Barkwell, Miss Mary Stock and Bruce Taylor, Mr. and Mrs. Henry Osâ€" trosser, Miss Rita Prout and Bob Hammond, (Phyllis Moore and Ross Harrison, Mr. and Mrs. Jack Daiton, Jr.., Miss "Bunny‘‘ Burke and Bill Doran, Margaret Burke and Andy Blair, Ruby Simpson and Seaborn Alâ€" bright, Jean Gulka and Albert Soulâ€" iere, Mr. and Mrs. Bill Ansara, Amelia Chapp and "Buck". Crippo, Evelyn Lucas and Tom Brackenbury, "Tinky" Sharp and Lloyd Durkin, Ann Belbeck and Sam Harris, Barbara Barry and Bill Minthorn, Mr. and Mrs. Earl Barkwell, Mr. and Mr. Charlie Kerr, Mr. and Mrs. "Fritz‘‘ Woodbury, Betty Gallagher and Jack Gauthier, Jean Laidlaw and Bruce Pritchard, Phyllis McCoy and Bill Cripps, Pat Bilprough and Peter Ostrosser, Mr. and Mrs. Dick Taylor, Dr. and Mrs. Henry Hudson, Winnie Jackson and Russ Brown, Elizâ€" abeth Sandul and Courtney Dre#, Marie Morris and Sydney Pields, Ann Belberk and Sam Harris. United Church Manse was the of a quiet wedding Sunday morning when Mary Moroz, daughter of Mrs. G. Moroz and the late Mr. Moroz, became the bride of Stanley Kremyr, son of Mrs. J. Kremyr and the late Mr. Kremyr. The Rev. Mr. Mustard offiâ€" ciated. The bride weére an afternoon frock of white crepe with a matching jacket featuring threeâ€"quarter length sleeves. She wore white accessories and a shoulder corsage of pink roses. Wedding at United Church Yesterday She was attended by Miss Stella Zurby, who wore a beige crepe redinâ€" gote with white accessories and yellow roses. Transâ€"Canada Highway Will be Broad Roadw Miss Mary Moroz and Mr. Stanley Kreymr Married. "The new Transâ€"Canada Highway being constructed west from MHearst through to Geraldton will be a splendid piece of road when completed, accordâ€" ing to Frank Carter, former clerk of Armstrong township and presently enâ€" gaged with a government survey in the district where the road is being built. Mr. Carter visited his home at Earlton to attend his daughter‘s wedding. He told The Speaker this week the road itself is being cut a hundred feet wide, with strips 35 feet on either side lined with trees, and with the ditchesâ€" outâ€" side those points again. The road will be graded for its full width, although when paving operations follow in du® course these will be confined, it is exâ€" pected, to a centre strip of highway. The road should be open by the early fall, according to reports from the disâ€" trict where it is being rushed through. Temporary bridges are being erected across the numerous streams in the country penetrated by the highway, and which is largely muskeg and clay, Mr. Carter said. When the highway is ready for traffic, it will be possible to motor through to Western Canada without leaving the Dominion." About two hundred couples attended the Kinsmen‘s Barn Dance at the Goldridge Stock Farm at Golden City on Friday evening, to make the event a great success. The dance was a gala event and straw bonnetts, handed out to all who entered, slacks, jackets and sports shirts made a popular apparel for the evening. event a great success. The programme was made up of a variety of dances such as Paul Jones, square and round dances, and novelty numbers. Refreshments were served at the speciallyâ€"constructed booths. Red, white and blue were used in deâ€" corating the band stand where the members of Henry Kelneck‘s orchestra presided, wearing brightly coloured shirts and large straw hats. The New Liskeard Speaker last week SaVS : â€" About Two H un d red Couples Enjoy Occasion. Kinsmen‘s Barn Dance Happy Event at Golden City ) a V Gerald is with him, and he could not have a better nurse. If you think fit you might write to him. Of course you need not give him your address unâ€" less you feel you can change your mind. Now another matter. Through a client of mine I hear that Mrs. Reevesâ€" FPareham wants a chauffeuseâ€"companâ€" ion. She‘s the woman who made a trip to the source of the Rio Negro, and wrote a book about it. Now she is marâ€" ried and lives at Hound Court, King‘s Langley. She has plenty of money and should pay a good salary." Peggy sat down at onee and wrote a grateful letter to the old solicitor. Then she took another sheet and began a letter to John. At first her pen flew over the paper. She covered a sheet, stopped and read what she had writâ€" ten. She shook her head. "This won‘t do, Peggy," she said to herself. "It isun‘t fair." Indeed it was a love letter she had been penning. She tore it up and began again. "Dear John.â€"Mr. Meakin has told me of your accident. I am terribly sorry that you have been hurt, and most grateful it is no worse. I am in comfortable quarters and have every prospect of getting good empioyment. But T have changed my name, and the Peggy you knew has ceased to exist, so I beg you not to waste time looking for her. Yet the old Peggy sends her love to the man she will never forget." "Even that isn‘t too good," she said. "I ought not to have put in that last "It‘s Mr. Meakin," Peggy told her, but she waited till the other was gone before opening the letter. And that was just as ‘well, for when Peggy read of John Arkwright‘s accident she nearly collapsed. The letter went on. "I‘ll try," said Peggy. "Now tell me what I owe you for all this." "If your conscience demands it, you shall stand me a dinner one evening, and afterwards I‘ll take you to a little club where we dance." "Indeed T‘ll stand you a dinner," said Peggy warmly. "And now I‘ll go to bed and try to get accustomed to "There is no need for anxiety, Peggy. Luckily for John, his skull seems to be nearly as hard as the rock he bumped into. He has slight concussion and a broken collar bone, but Cray says that he won‘t be more than a week in bed. "Keep on saying it over to yourself, especially just before you go to slesp,. And think of vourself as Ruth Fletchâ€" er my new "I might take my mother‘s nameâ€" Fletcher." "Good enoughâ€"Fletcherâ€"What will go with it? You want a one syllable name. How about Ruth?" "Ruth FPletcher. That will do nicely," Peggy declared. "But I shall never reâ€" member it." Peggy slept better that night. Next morning Mrs. Ashe brought her a letâ€" ter. * it. You are a witch." "My trade, my dear. Lots of stage folk come to me for advics. Well, so much for your new face. What about yvour new name?" "Someone knows your address, Miss Peggy," she remarked. For the next hour she was busy and when she had finished told Peggy to look at herself in the glass. Peggy lookedâ€"and gasped. "Know yourself?" asked Miss Glyde. "Searcely. I could not have believed "Dyeing that nice hair of yours, alâ€" tering your eyebrows and touching up your face and lips. But leave it to me. Come upstairs with me and T‘l operate at once." When they met, by Mrs. Ashe‘s conâ€" triving, Peggy took to her at once and soon they were talking freely. "I agree with Mrs. Ashe," Miss Glyde said presently. "Your best chance will be to change not only your name but your appearance. (But all the same it‘s a pity. You‘re much too pretty a girl for tricks of that sort." "Never mind that, Miss Glyde," Pegâ€" gy answered. "What do you recomâ€" mend?" PEOPLE INX THE STORY: PEGGY GARLANDâ€"Capable, goodâ€" looking companion to MRS. TRELAWNEY â€"Rich, elderly widow with a country house in Devâ€" onshire, which Peggy runs very effiâ€" ciently. EPDGAR TRELAWNEY â€" Weakâ€"willed son of the widow, who dissipates his mother‘s monsy in London and only comes home for more. PHILIP CHESHAM â€" Edgar‘s unâ€" serupulous gambling partner. DR. JOHN ARKWRIGHTâ€"Recently settled in a practice which gives him Mrs. Trelawney as a patient, His bachelor prejudices include a disâ€" like of professional companions. MRS. JARDINEâ€"A new ncighbour of Mrs. Trelawney. CHAPTER XVIII CHANGED IDENTITY Olive Glyde was thirty, tall, with a slim, strong figure and features that were <handsome rather than pretty. Her skin was so dark that Peggy felt sure she was not all English, her hair was intensely black,; she had large but wellâ€"shaped hands and highâ€"arched insteps. PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT HAPPENED 7 N %..._;m-« TW%CE !'fl,_ zen tm Another couple came Swi: The girl was tall and fair, F shorter, rather stout, and â€" As they came opposite to M and Edgar the stout man bi Edgar, lost his balance, an( in a grotesque way, attract one‘s attention. She muttered an excuse to the mys fiegG Alan, and hurried across t room to where Olive was standi against the wall. CHAPTER XIX PEGGY SEEKS A JOB Mrs. Jardine and Edgar ha dancing. They had stopped for ment and stood facing one a talking. Neither of them had eyes on Peggy. FEach instant : pected one â€"or the other to s recognize her in spite of her c appearance. "Clumsy ass!" exclaim. That broke the "What is the matter?" Ol in a low voice. "I‘m scared.â€" FEdgar Trel There were not many seats, but Alan found two chairs, and began to point out various people and tell her about them. More people kept on arriving, and suddenly Peggy heard a voice which she knew only too well. Right in front of her stood Mrs. Jardine wearing a brilliant yellow dress trimmed with black lace. With her was Edgar Treâ€" lawney. They were not more than three paces from young Ensworth and herself. . _ "What‘s the matter, Miss FlE Alan asked in sudden anxiety But Peggy could not speak or She sat as if frozen. The taxi stopped opposite a building in Lower Regent street, and Péeggy, who had never before been to a resort of this kind, was startled when she found herself in a lift dropping down into the basement. The manager, a tall, wellâ€"dressed but rather hardâ€" faced young man, made Peggy sign her name in a book, and, if Olive had not nudged her, she would certainly have written Margaret Garland instead of "Ruth Fletcher." "It doesn‘t fill up for another hour,‘ Olive said. "Ah, here‘s Alan. Alan this is Ruth PFletcher. It‘s her ver; first visit to a dance club." : In spite of her dyed hair Peggy reâ€" mained a very pretty girl, and Alan at once asked her to dance. Peggy was a natural dancer, and Alan, who was really good, was delighted and comâ€" plimented her. He was very gay and amusing, and, in spite of her troubles, Peggy enjoyed the turn. They went into a long room, where a small playing and about a dancing. "It‘s a funny little place," Olive tola her, "but quite decorous. I mean that a man can take his wife or sister there. Introductions are not needed. Any man can ask any girl to dance with him, but takes no offence if reâ€" fused. I have my regular partners. One boy, Alan Ensworth, dances well, and T‘ll introduce him." They dined at a little restaurant called the Delaine in Soho, where the food was simple but quite good and the bill most moderate. Peggy appreciated Olive‘s thoughtfulness in taking her to such a place. She knew she had done it to spare her purse. (After that they went to a film, where Olive insisted on paying for the seats. A little before eleven they took a taxi, and Olive fold the man to drive to the Green Lanâ€" tern. "Funny. how two sisters can be so different," she said. "You‘re well rid I came in to suggest that we might have that ‘dinner tomorrow night. A little outing won‘t do you any harm." Peggy was not feeling in any mood for merriment, but Olive Glyde had been so kind that she agreed at once. Most of the following day she spent in altering an evening frock. Camouflage, Olive called it, and laughingly said that Peggy might have spared herself the trouble. Who was going to recognize her by a frock? bit." She hastily brushed away a tear which threatened to fall on the sheet, folded her letter, put it in an envelope, addressed it, went out, took a bus and posted it in the Strand. That evening she had a note from her sister. "I was sorry to run off like that," Isobel wrote, "but you see for yourself I couldn‘t help it. I couldn‘t introduce you to Mr. Mason. I see in the paper that you refused to take the two hundred a year Mrs. Trelawney left you. I think you‘re crazy. How are you going to live? No one will give you a job. After this I think the less we see of one another the better."‘ Peggy had seldom been so angry. She took a sheet of paper and wrote on it: "I quite agree," and signed it with her initials. She was addressing this when Olive Glyde came into the room. "What‘s the matter, Ruth asked. Peggy handed her Isob ter. Olive read it. Peggy heard E pt on arriving, and eard a voice which well. Right in front Jardine wearing a ress trimmed with , lowâ€"ceilinged orchestra was dozen couples bump bel‘s Y ol anot]} Jarc ch little unsteady. a "I shan‘t. We‘re shutting up the house for six months. I‘m terribly sorry to have dragged you out here for nothing, especially as I feel sure you would have been just right for me." Peggy smiled. "It‘s nice of you to say that, Mrs. Reeves Farecham." She rose. "But you‘re not going until youve had tea!" cried the other. "There are plenty of trains. And, in any case, I must make you some compensation for my carelessness and your wasted time." Peggy smiled again. "Please, Mrs. Reeves FPareham, I don‘t want any compensation. But T‘d love a cup of tea." At that moment the put,ler appeared to announce a visitor in the drawingâ€" "I don‘t envy him if he does," said Olive. "Well, she‘s not likely to cross your path again and that‘s something to be thankful for." "I wish I could think so," Peggy said gravely. "I have an odd feeling that I haven‘t done with her yet." Next morning Peggy had a letter from Mrs. Reeve‘s Fareham, asking her to call at Hound Court on the followâ€" ing Tuesday afternoon. The noteâ€" paper was of the most costly, the writâ€" ing was a scrawl, and no exact hour was specified. Peggy smiled. Evidently she was a casual person, but that need not make her a bad employer. Tuesday was a full day, but Peggy had an umbrella, and decided to walk the mile from the station to the house. It proved to be a bigger house than Coombe Royal, and much more meodâ€" ern. The grounds were really magnifiâ€" cent, with an artificial pond almost large enough to be called a lake. f A very stout, redâ€"cheeked butler told Peggy that Mrs. Reeves Fareham was busy, but soon she was ushered into a great bare room full of packing cases, among which a very large lady> was desperately at work, aided by a small brown man. Mrs. FPareham. was nearly six feet, and plump. Her hair was all over the place, her face was shiny, and sheâ€" wore a shapeless brownâ€" holland overall. Yet Peggy liked the look of: her. She gazed at Peggy in a vague way, then suddenly strode forward. "You must be Miss Pléetcher. Iought to have sent you a wire. Dear me!lâ€"I am sorry.‘‘ She spoke to the brown am sorry man. "Dass, get on with the packing and label the large cases for Nairobi. Come with me, Miss Fletcher, and I‘ll exâ€" plain." She took Peggy into a library and made her sit down. "Miss FPletcher, I owe you a thousand apologies. The very day after I wrote to you my husband was asked to join a safari in ERast Africa. I decided o go with him. We leave next Priday, so you may imagine the rush. Of course, I ought to have written to explain, but"â€"she shruggedâ€""I clean forgot." Peggy‘s heart sank. "You mean you won‘t be wanting a companion?" she asked in a voice a TW thir Oliv pu Woman "but M idgef 0 OO0K ve Peggy a large white hand covered ith rings, smiled pleasantly,, then â€"nt on talking to Mrs. Pareham. Pegzy had a feeling that the face of is tull young woman was somehow miliar, and ail of a sudden it flashed on her that this was the very girl 10 had fallen on the dancing floor at 1e Green Lantern. The discovery ve her a shock, but she told herself at, but for that little mishap, she wuld never have remembered the Om . Mrs. Farcham shed her overall and lided Peggy over to the drawingâ€" ving back. He will if she wants him to," said ‘gy with conviction. "I should think lepends on how much money he has My 1€ igar might not," Peggyâ€" answered, that woman mwould. She‘s evil, , and she hates me." )int her out," Olive whispered. iereâ€"in yellow and black. She‘s coming past us." Olive watched Jardine a moment and her face on an oddly grave expression, e took Peggy‘s arm. "Come into ) tiny glass of brandy which she ed on Peggy taking did someâ€" to restore her canfidence, but decided that it would ue best to n end to the evening. he going to marry this Jardine in?" she asked when they were with Mrs. Jarding. They were close to me." She shivered, but If aren‘t you frightening i0thing? They‘d never Mr. D. Rymer, Inspector for this part of the North for the Unemployâ€" ment Insurance plan, says that the response so far to his call for a comâ€" plete registration of all firms and inâ€" dividuals coming under the Act has been very good, but that there are still some who have failed to live up to the law. Among these are cafes and boarding houses with more than four guests. These are liable under the Act and as the penalties are rather costly for failure to comply with the Act, Mr. Rymiét hopes that all liable will reâ€" gister at once. Mr. Rymer is at the Employment Bureau, Pourth avenue, and will be pleased to give any inforâ€" mation or help desired in the matter. He points out that all the employer has to do is to write immediately to the Unemployment Insurance Comâ€" mission Bureau at North Bay, sending name and addresses of employer, naâ€" ture of business, number of employees, and the NMorth Bay office will then send all the books and necessary inâ€" structions in regard to participation in the plan. It should be remembered by all that the plan is compulsory for all with any employees who are insurable under the Act, and it is the employer‘s duty to register, and i# he fails to do so he places himself in an unfortunate position. Still Failing to Arrange Unemployment Insurance will do much to overcome American ideas that Britain has been autocratic in her dealings with the States, and that she is a less democratic country. One feature of Mr. Hunt‘s appeal to his countrymen to get into the war and play a manly and courageous part in the defence of freedom, is that hs bases it on moral grounds, rather than on the plea of self interest. We are a little tired of hearing that the States, or any country; should be guided enâ€" tirely by its own interestsâ€"even when it is argued that these require a Britâ€" ish victory. It will be a poor world if selfâ€"interest is to be the sole motive power for either individual or national action. While his letter is addressed to his own countrymen, Canadians will find Mr. Hunt‘s book both entertainâ€" ing and instructive, FEarly Friday morning a man entered the Ideal Cafe at Swastika and asked for a cup of coffee. He tendered a quarter in payment, and as George Wing, of the cafe, was ringing up the sale on the cash register the customer went behind the counter, and sticking a gun into George‘s ribs, told him to hand over his money. Going through George‘s pockets he got $45.00 in hbills, and then beat a hasty retreat. CGeorge Wing at once notified the police, ing a good description of the robber. This description has been wired all over the North and the police are on the lookout for all suspicious characâ€" ters answering the description. American Writer Addresses Letter to His Countryman (From Orillia Packet Times) _â€" One of the first voices to be heard in the United States in favour of Ameriâ€" can support for Great Britain was that of Mr. Lawrence Hunt, a young New York lawyer. It will be recalled that letter which Mr. Hunt published in the New York Times more than a year ago created something of a sensation, and was widely reprinted, both in the States and in Canada. Mr. Hunt has now followed up his first letter to the American People," which this time takes the form of a book of some 130 pages in which he roundly denounces the pacifists, the isolationists, the "inâ€" tellectuals," and the "Pontius Pilates‘ of the United States, the last being those who would wash their hands of Europe‘s troubles. The book is about as vigorous a piece of writing as the war has produced. His language lacks nothing in strength; in fact, occaâ€" sionally if it were not so strong it might be more effective. Aside from its immediate effect, Mr. Hunt‘s book swastika Cafe Operator Robbed at Point of Gun Miss Rivers and Mrs. Farscham had much to say to one another, and Peggy, a little tired with her walk, leaned back in her comfortable chair and watched them until tea came, a great dish of buttered toast, stout sandwiches, and a big eurrant cake. In spite of her disappointment Peggy enjoyed her tea. She had plenty of leisure to do so for her hostess and (Miss Rivers talked hard to one another, occasionally putâ€" ting in a remark for Peggy‘s benefit. woman, and she would have been ut terly unaware of the coincidencs which now disturbed her. It was highly unâ€" likely that Miss Rivers had noticed her, and anyhow, the girl had no connec«= tion with Edgar or Mrs. Jardine. very difficult to find another job., Companions were not much in demand. Still, she had searcely begun her quest, and there was other work to which she might turn. "Fog!" she exclaimed. "Whatever shallâ€"I do?" I can‘t drive in this, Gertrude, I shall have to ring up for a taxi." ‘"You pass the station, Althea," said Mrs. Pareham, when the time came to leave. "Do you mind dropping Miss Pletcher? fIt‘s just six, and there‘s a traiir back to London at the half hour." "Of course I will," Miss Rivers swered readily as she put on her and picked up her gloves and bag ie t s it e OBR o n + oifi t t k s 2oÂ¥ :c Tele s 00 en n n es y CC C ue‘ Mrs. Reeves FParcham came with them to the front door. When it was apened Miss Rivers stopped short with a look of dismay. The more she saw of the big lady the better Peggy liked her, and the more sad she felt that she had missed this chance of employment. It might be (To be continued) an=â€" fur