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; The Channelâ€"Crasher Driven by Rowena to her country home, where his wound is tended and he is lent dry clothing, he meets at dinner her uncle. SIR RANTOCEK DREW, who listens with interést to the story of his advantures in France and his escape, inquiring particularly as to why and how he came to be livâ€" ing over there so long. Craven exâ€" plains that moneyâ€"trouble, interrupting a life of independent ease, had caused him to drift there for economy‘s sake, and that is accepted, though Rowena seems rather surprised over that view of his character." Sir Bantock indicates that he wants to take Craven to Lonâ€" don next day, as certain people there will want to interrogate him about France and himself. Landing here as he has done, Sir Bantock points out, gives him a â€"certain interest to the authorities. Here his swaying figure is caught in the light1 of a car drivenp by a girl who gets out and questionsthim. The man gives his name as JOHN CRAVEN. He explains that he had escaped from Gerâ€" manâ€"occupied France making his way across channel alone in a small rowingâ€" boat. The boat, which was leaking from the start, sank some distance off shore, and he has swum the rest. The girl is ROWENA DREW, niece. of a wealthy industrialist who is also a highlyâ€"placâ€" ed personage in Britain‘s war effort. While the two are talking they are all but run down by recklesslyâ€"driven car hurtling past them in the fog. Only the quick and strong action of the man, who calis himself John Craven saves her life. FOR NEW READERS While heavy fog screens the Southern coast at sunset, a halfâ€"drowned and exâ€" hausted swimmer emerges from the sta off a secluded beach in Sussex. Forcing a blind way from the beach he eventuâ€" ally reaches a motorâ€"road. no‘hing left for him to doâ€"at any rate for the momentâ€"but to follow the line of least resistance. That took him, in the company of Sayers, to Sir Barâ€" tock‘s bank manager, Sir Bantock‘s ctheque in hand. Sir Bantock intrigued by a story which suggests so much physical courage and resource, commits him still more by making him accept financial help fot his immediate needs and promising him a vost in his department. Sayers proved a companionable felâ€" low of good taste, and decidedly helpâ€" ful. Their acquaintance improved over lunch. Craven was host, though Sayers chose the restaurant. In deing so, naâ€" turally, Sayers had no idea that Craâ€" ven had been very well known there at one time as quite a regular and desirâ€" able client. That was a matter on which Craven did not enligthen him. It was a matter on the other hand, which had at first threatened his enâ€" \Langdon Langdon CHAPTER VII DANGEROUS SURROUNDINGS Whatever the quarrel between Craven and his inward corsciousness, there was ~~BARRISTERS and SOLICITORS 2*% Third Avengue {JAMES R. ‘ DeanKester, K.C. Third Avenue Empire Block Swiss Watchmaker Graduate of the Famous Horologh:al Institute of Switzerland MacBrien Bailey _ By LESLIE BERESFORD Author of "Chateau Sinister," "A Man from the Air Port," etc. etc. JOHN CRAVEN: A mysterious young man, escaped from Cermanâ€"occuâ€" pied Frarnce. SIR BANTOCK DREW: A wealthy industrialist with an important keyâ€" position in certain Government war work. ROWENA DREW: his niece, a young girl of attractive and virile perâ€" sonality. WANDA FANSSHAWE : A sophisticated young woman, who in other days, belonged to a Mayfair set. BERNARD FANSHAWE: Her brother; a sinlster individual. The character in this story are entirely imaginary. No reference is inâ€" tended to any living person or to any public or private company. (Copyright: Publishing Arrangement with N.F.L.) Barristerâ€"atâ€"Law THIRD AVE. TIMMINS Bank of Commerce Building Timmins, Ont. 8. A. Caldbick Barristers, Solicitors, Etce. MASSEY BLOCK ONT. and South Porcupine (Now read on) PRINCIPAL CHARA CTERS +14â€"26 The experience was good for Craven, anyhow, and he not only breathed more freely after a while, but called himself all kinds of fools for allowing himself even the slightest apprehension, sgeing is was so needless. However, the occaâ€" sion represented his first plunge back into the water of London‘s social life, and was therefore important. Its outâ€" come proved to him that his mind was exaggerating dangers which might never exist. Meantime, he became increasingly nware of one danger he must soon face, although so far he had not given it the least serious thought. Indeed he had not till now, recognized it as any danâ€" ger at all, since it had nothing whatâ€" ever to do with the past, and actually was still so fresh and unformedâ€"on his part, at leastâ€"as scarcely to threaâ€" ten the future. It flashed more formally across the screen of his mind while Sayers talked over their lunch. Sayers, in his twenâ€" ties still, had the challenging freshness of modern youth, .He had reached his present position with Sir Bantock by what he frankly alluded to as a miraâ€" cle. Accidental contact wi‘th the great little industrialist just before the war had somehow resulted in Sayers imâ€" pressing his quick wit and ingenuous personality on the other. Here and there he did vaguely reâ€" member a face, or a striking personâ€" ality, among the folk scattered about the medley or tables. ‘But they, if hapâ€" pening to glance in his direction, did not show any sign of any,similar chord or memory being struck in their minds, possibly now too concerned with preâ€" sent and future to have any interest in thie past. Sayers had been personal secretary to Sir Bantock practically ever since. And he must be holding the job magnifiâ€" centlyâ€"Craven naturally argued, or he wouldn‘t still be there. Yet he was discontented, had for long been urging on Sir Bantock that his proper place was with one of the fighting Forcesâ€" for preference in the middle East, vhere his childhood had been spent. He kad long been trying to get away from Sir Baniock to more active service, he explained now. ‘"You may have come as my salvaâ€" tion," he suggested to, Craven now, with eagerness. "The old man didn‘t tell me how he was going to handle you. He always runs his schemes on hushâ€" hush lines. But, from the little he did hint, saying I might stand a real chance at last of getting away, it wouldn‘t surprise me if you found yourself in my place any minute now." From that, while Craven llistened coffee shop in Ohio gave up the ghost and placed a sign on the door; "No However, as it proved, he might just as well have retained the easy and carefree mind which his face and manâ€" ner suggested. It was evident that he need not fear recognition. The maitre d‘hotel was an entirely new man. There was only one waiter who had known him in the old days and he was an elderly man whose eyesight never had jJoyment of a lunch he felt he needed. heat, no profit. If you want a square meal, join the army." â€"â€" Printers‘® Ink. <©Arch.Gillies,B.A.Scâ€",0.L.S. Registered Architect Ontario Land Surveyor Building Plans Estimates, Etc. 83 Fourth Ave. : Phone 362 P. H. LAPORTE, C.G. A. 10 Balsam St. North, Timmhu. Ont. Accounting Auditing Systems Installed Income Tax Returns Filedl 0. E. Kristensen CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT 60 ThIRD AVENUE Phone 640 Consultation is Free Bank of Commerce Building PHONE 647 CHIROPRACTOR RADIONICS ANALYSIS RAY â€" SHORTWAVE G. N. ROSS Timmins, Ont. But the emotional swirl within him remained, an intense reminder of the crossâ€"roads and the choice he mus‘ inevitably make, sooner or later. So far as his mind had already been made up it favoured the one which would take him to the‘ oblivion of the trackâ€" less wilds, although ever here a point of honour must arise. the purchases of that day, which by rnow had all been delivered. Craven had not stinted himself. Though his emergency grant of coupons had not been generous he had bought the best of everything, and with Sir Bantock‘s money. That fact only seemed to comâ€" mit him to accept whatever work his host might offer him. Drew had now a mortgage on him. Of the Lrew‘s friends he met a number over tea and then later at dinner. It was natural, he supposed that he should be finding himself being explained and exploited as someâ€" thing of a sensation. His story had to be retold more than once, with its careâ€" fully prepared backgrourd which gave nothing away as to his past. This was especially true of dinner with some important government officialsâ€"includâ€" ing he noticed a high personage from Scotland Yardâ€"listening intently and being free with sometimes awkward inâ€" terrogations. A VOICE FROM THE PAST This ordeal over, it certainly seemed that he had not slipped at all, but had mll the confidence, even freely voiced admiration of those present. As Roâ€" wena said to him afterwards as they drove through the blackâ€"out to an offiâ€" cial reception : The room, like the smaller drawingâ€" room down at Quarry Hill, had the apâ€" pearance of an office in the thoes oi intense activity. Rowena appeared too busily occupied to notice Craven pass through the hall with Sayers. But that glimpse of her startled him at their first meéeting, and he was glad of her preoccupation. That was emphasized as a manâ€"serâ€" vant unpacked upstairs in his bedroom "You‘re going to be a nine days‘ wonâ€" der. Uncle‘s seeing to that; he has a flair for attracting publicity, and he has been encouraging it on your behalf. I can predict, with certainty, that you‘ll get an invitation to broadcast, and you won‘t please him if you decline it. But, there, perhaps you‘d like to tell the world." Rowena, had arrived, he found, some little time before he and Sayers enâ€" tered the house, through the partly open door of a groundâ€"floor room. She was wearing the uniform of a women‘s volunteer corps, and was evidently in conference with a number of other uniâ€" formed women. There was something about the Drew townâ€"house anyhow which made the very idea of leaving its comfort and elegance, abhorrent. He felt that more and more, as ithe rest of the day passed. It left him with an impression that in fact he belonged there and had done so for some time, although actually he* had only just entered the int,imacy of ‘ this family circle. 1 Craven did not like the prospect at all." He felt terribly afraid of it, though he had such careful command of himâ€" self now that he showed her no sign of his apprehension. He merely resâ€" ponded with a shrug and a little griâ€" mace: "I think it‘s all very unnecessary, Miss Drew. I‘ve the average man‘s dislike of a fuss about anything he‘s don@. Butâ€"with your uncle driving the bus â€"who am I to suggest that he‘s on the wrong route?" â€" "I don‘t agree that it‘s the wrong route at all," she was inclined to argue warmly. "A story like yours ought to be blazoned everywhere. It‘s a story. of courageâ€"British courageâ€"so why should it be hidden? We British have buried ourselves too long in a very stupid. modesty." CHAPTER VIII RIGHT ROADâ€"OR WRONG? Craven followed Sayers into the Drew townâ€"house, one of those fringing Barâ€" ton Spuarg Thus far he had to go, beâ€" ing committed as he was whe‘ther he liked it or not. And Rowena herself, by encountering him in that dramatic manner on the Sussex coastâ€"road, had ‘o share responsibility for that commitâ€" 2ient. They were being driven in a car at the time through the sable pall of Lonâ€" don‘s blackâ€"out, making for a hotel where some highlyâ€"placed Allied perâ€" sonages were staying, and which they reached a minute later, the subject dropping. There was dancing at the hotel as it happened, and Craven found himself grifting ‘into the crowd with Rowena. It was a crowd featuring courage. Which way he looked around the vast, brilliantlyâ€"lit receptionâ€"rooms of the hotel} he saw men and women in the uniforms not only of the British Emâ€" pire but of half a dozen Continental nations. Here, indeed, was a token of European revival. More than once, beckoned by Sir Ban tock, Craven found himself being inâ€" rroduced *to a personage British or Alâ€" lied, telling his story of escape answerâ€" ing questions not always easy to reply. Rowena so interested. Craven smiled wryly. "My escapade no doubt appealed to her. That sort of thing always gives women a thrill." All the same, as they passed out into the sunny streets again, he doubted his own casual dismissal of Sayer‘s remark. He knew that the first time he had seen Rowena‘s face and looked into those unfathomable deeps which were her starry eyes he had fallen completely and irrevocably in love with her. Rowena‘ fallen for you as much as the When he released her at last, the fingers of her left hand still clung to his, as if unwilling to loose them. He could not see her eyes, which were averted, and for that he was glad beâ€" cause he knew that at least he must discourage such emotions in her. The past forbade any such future as love might distate. DOSBAALAAARDAEIAAAA LA On Tusday evening, June 20th, 1983, a number of the members of the Timâ€" mins Horticultural Society and others interested in flowers and gardens enâ€" joyed one of the most interesting and informative addresses, when John Clark, lecturer for the Horticultural Branch of the Ontario Dept. of Agriâ€" culture, spoke on the subject of garâ€" dens, their establishment and care. T. A. Skelly, president of Timmins Hortiâ€" cultural Society, introduced the speaker for the evening. The event was in the Hollinger Recreation hall. Mr. Clark was accompanied on his trip to the North by Mrs. Clark, the tour of Norâ€" thern towns being made by imotor. Both Mr. and Mrs. Clark were greatly impressed by the North and looked for a wonderful future for this country. Mr. Clark had great faith in the hortiâ€" cultural and agricultural possibilities of the North, and saw no reason why everybody here should not have a garâ€" den. On the other hand he could give off hand a score of reasons why the average citizen should take up hortiâ€" culture in earnest way and help in the beautifying of the town thus makâ€" ing life fuller and better and more livable. He was relieved to find a way ot escaping this pursuing limelight when Rowena mentioned dancing. Hs took *hat as his cue, for he had always beon a good dancer and he proved it to her very quickly. They spoke seldom as they danced, but during a waltz Craâ€" ven could not help noticing that she was deeply moved. He was in fact afraid she might realize the emotions which swayed him. With little or noâ€" thing said each had realized as they waltzed in perfect. unity that the one loved the others It was simultaneous and instantaneous. Very sincere sympathy was extended to Mr. and Mrs. A. Pelletier in the sad death of their infant daughter, Colâ€" lette, on Tuesday, June 20, 1933. The baby was only a month old, but was delicate and apparently the heat at the time proved too severe for it. Litâ€" tle Collette was taken ill at 8 o‘clock that morning, and despite all that skill and care could do, the baby passed away at noon. The funeral took place Wednesday afterncon, June 21st, 1933, service being held at St. Anthony‘s church. Those who had been around the town ten years ago would have noticed that there was considerable building activity and so the building permits of 1933, are of From Feb. ist to June 14tlt, 1933. there were no less than 170 building permits issued. OI this numâ€" ber ten were in the business section and the other 160 in the residential area. This would prove what most people believed â€" that there were a few new businesses being erected that year, but that the activity in building was confined mostly to residence. In the business section, only four permits were for new buildings, the other six being for alterations and additions. _ In The residential section, there were permits granted for 74 new buildings, 63 cases of alterations and additions, Z1 garages, sheds, etc., and 2 alterations to garages. Wednesday evening, June 21st, 1933, about 6.45 while a baseball game was in progress. Jack Crawford, Room 9, St. Charles hotel, fell from the balcony of the St. Charles hotel, striking the steps to the basement, his head hitting the stone after the drop of twenty fseet. Wm. Baacke, who was si‘ting on the bench at the Lady Laurier hotel, saw the accident. It would appear that Crawford had been leaning on the railâ€" ing of the balcony, perhsps watching the ball game, and in some way overâ€" balanced, pitching headfirst to the ground below and striking the stone While they passed from the danceâ€" 000 90000000000 As a reward for selling $11.273 worth of War Savings Stamps four carrier boys and cne cartier girl from Pcterboroggh recently had a trip to Otâ€" tawa, where they were the guests of Premier King, Hon. Mr. Iisley and others there. They were shown the other sights of Ottawa. In the picâ€" ture, they are shown getting the lowâ€"down on machine gun operation from Flying Officer B. W. C. Pearson, of Ottawa, Ont. The carriers are Nancy Leith, Gecorge Clark, Bill Edgar, Gerald Rose and Don Padgett. Super War Savings Stamps Salesmen Honoured n 0 4@ §¥ «wae #Q m +0 : "_mfi; ‘steps. The police were notified of the ‘accident, and were promptly on the i scene. Crawford was badly cut and | seemed to be in a daze. He was hurâ€" ried to St. Mary‘s hospital in S. T. Walâ€" ker‘s ambulance. At the nospital it was found that his skull was fractured. , At time of going to press ten years ago, ! there had â€".been no change in his conâ€" dition, his injuries being recognized as serious. Before entering the hospital, ‘ the unfortunate man became delirious ! and assistance was necessary to control him until the doctors could give him a | |sedative. Conklin‘s Shows here ten years ago under the auspices of the Timmins branch of the Legion proved the most popular show of its\ kind to visit the North. The attendance each day was large, though the weather the opening night was unfavourable. The last day was a particularly big day, it being esâ€" timated that ten thousand people visâ€" ited the grounds that day and evening The Legion took on an obligation of $800.00 in bringing the shows here and at the close of the week had the satâ€" isfaction of seeing this obligation wiped out and a credit balance of some hunâ€" areds of dollars added to the relief fund of the Legion. At the regular weekly luncheon at the Kiwanis Club at the Empire hotel ten years ago there was no special speaker, the discussion of general busâ€" iness taking up the time of the session. Viceâ€"president Vince Woodbury was in the chair and many matters of interâ€" est were carried through. A letter was read from President Reg. Smith, who was then on a visit to England. They were expected to be home very shortly. Among the local and personal items in The Advance ten years ago were:â€" "His many friends will regret to know that Jack McKinnon, of the Fire Dept., is ill at his home here, and all will heartily wish him an early and comâ€" plete return to his usual good health." "Born â€" in Timmins, Ont., on FPriday morning, June 16th, 1983, to Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Black â€" a daughter." "Mr. and Mrs. M. Douglas left this week for Denver, Colorado, where they will enjoy a three weeks‘ holiday." "H. Traver, who was in St. Mary‘s hospital this week for a minor operation, is making the best of progress to recovâ€" ery." "Mr. and Mrs. Elliott, of Kirkâ€" land Lake, and Mr. and Mrs. Murphy, of Bobcaygeon, motored up on Sunday from Kirkland Lake to visit friends in How he was going to keep her withâ€" out knowledge of that barrier, built in his hidden past, he had no idea as yet, or even if that would happen. ‘And meantime, startling him to a swift sense of shock, a girl in the corridor stopped suddenly in front of them, laid urgent fingers on his arm, and spoke to him in an unforgettably familiar voice. "You mean to say I‘m actually the band leader now?" asked the lad. "That‘s right," assured Kaye. "Then, before I begin, I‘d like to hire my brother for the sax section â€" he‘s been out of work for a few months!" North Bay Nugget. i00or into the cooler air of a corridor making for the buffet, he told himself that he must dance no more with her that night and anyhow must really get a firmer grip on himself. There was a barrieér between himself and her which she could not see, and whichâ€" in his pflesent frame of mindâ€"he dreaded that ‘she ever should see. "Why if it isn‘t dear old Geoffrey!‘" she was saying excitedly. "What brings vyou here, and where have you been bhiding yourself all these long years!" (To be Continued) During one of his recent "so You Wanto Lead a Band" sessions, orchestra leader Sammy Kaye handed the baton to a high school lad with the usual remark that from the moment he beâ€" gan to wave the baton until he had finished, the boy could consider the band his. THAT STOPPED H Valuable Handbook Revised Gmde to Strategic Minerals in Canada Now Available. To meet present conditions in refâ€" erence to minerals in short supply, the Mines and Geology Branch, Departâ€" ment of Mines and Resources, Ottawa, has issued a third edition of its handâ€" book, "Prospectors Guide to Strategic Minerals in Canada". First issued in 1941, the publication was revised as a second edition in 1942. In the third edition as in the earlier editions, the minerals ccvered are essential war minâ€" erals in short supply as determined by for Prospectors the Metals Controller‘s Office. Graâ€" phite is omitted as it is no longer in short supply; the section on mica has been rewritten to cover muscovite mica of strategic quality; and beryllium, colâ€" umbium, and tantalum have been addâ€" ed. ‘Beryllium is being used to an inâ€" creasing extent in a variety of special purpose alloys, the most important of which is beryllium copper. Tantalum and columbium are nearlyâ€"related metâ€" allic elements, the industrial uses of which are restricted by their relative scarcity and the demand would expand greatly with the availability of larger supplies. The sections on chronium, mercury, molybdenum, tin, tungsten, vanadium, fluorspar, Iceland spar, and quartz crystals are continued, with revisions. In connection with mercury, it is noted in the foreword that the search for the metal is still of interest, though not with its former urgency, as Canadian production now exceeds domestic conâ€" sumption. In the case of each metal and minâ€" eral, information is given on its ocâ€" currence, formation, and identification, and special attention is given to marâ€" ketable grades of ores, current prices, and buyers. Brief mention is made also of the world and Canadian posiâ€" tions. It is emphasized that discoverâ€" ies of minerals, to be of immediate worthwhile national advantage, must be of large deposits of the higher grade I‘m crazy for each; mmtdon’tmch@. Apple or cherry, ; Juicy blackberry 3 Oneiaunooduanothef‘ But my eyes kinda When I lie back and dream, O¢ punkin pie made by my mother. To me, how she made it so nioe, Whipped cream was spillin‘ ‘On spicy brown fillin‘, _ Just one piece would never suffice; It came from the kitchen, With smell so bewitchin, The family would come from afar, And while they were able Would sit at the table, Eatin‘ punkin pile made by my mot use of prospectors. Copiles may be obâ€" tained by them from the Director, Mines and Geology Branch, Ottawa, or from the Provincial Departments of Mines. Now I‘m in the army . I nearly go balmy, I sigh for a real home made pie. They feed me delicious Hot fancy meat dishes, The best stuff that monéy can buy; But I‘m always yearnin‘, My thoughts still keep turnin‘, And when this war‘s over I‘d ruther; Be back on the rarmv 3 Be back on the f@rm, . Far away from all harm, FEatin‘ punkin pie made by my mother. Of course, the award of the O.BE. to Colonel Arthur S. Pearson, former commander of the Essex Scottish, had to bring two Yorkshiremen together at the barracks to revive the old story. Private A: "Has‘t ‘eard about colâ€" onel?" Corporal B; "Nah." 4 Private A: "e be O.B.E., ‘e be." Corporal B:; "Oh, be ‘e?" ‘E BE O.B.E. â€"â€"Windsor Star