Henry pointed a finger at Brockleâ€" bank. Harrison turned. Henry did not reply. He gazed penâ€" sively at Farley and the black window behind him "Winau.s the next item on the programme?" "BANDIT" SEES STARS "Now first, Miss Pamela, will you come and take two guns out of my rightâ€"hand pocket, keep one and give the other to your uncle? Thank you. Let us stand here by the door. Charles please go back to yourâ€"erâ€"pew.‘ ‘"Well, Henry,‘ said Harrison, "what did I tell you? Elusiveâ€"eh?" Brocklebank‘s mouth twitched â€" as Charles gave him an outraged glance. ‘"Hello, Brocklebank!‘ he said. "On the mark as usual?" ‘"Pass in,‘ said Brocklebank. ‘"Thank ycu, Bandit‘ Pamela whisâ€" pered as she went by. Charles said nothing. Brocklebank closed the door, locked it, stood by it. # Charles hurried to the door. "One moment, Charles.‘ Brocklebank foliowed him and stood in the doorway. "Straight upstairs, please with no diâ€" versions right or left. and .no noise. Etraight upstairs and be down in two minutes with yourâ€"erâ€"guests." Charles went. Meanwhile, â€" Henry lounged in his chair, Farley guarded the window, and the underling gaped with open mouth at Brocklebank. They heard opening doors and distant voices. Within the two minutes Harrison hurried down, Pamela at his heels. Henry nodded. "Get on with it," he said. "Menryâ€"â€"" said Charles, with agitaâ€" tion. ‘"My terms are very simple. They are that Charles shall go up and release George and Pamela, and bring them down here, and that they shall decide whether I give the word or not. There are exactly 12 minutes left. Expedition is indicated." "Get ‘over there and sit down, my man, and shut your mouth. Have you got the keys of the bedrooms? No# Very well." For answer, Brocklebank stepped to the fireplace and pressed the bellâ€"push. He counted the secondsâ€"a full half minute before he saw the handle of the door turn. The man who had handed roind the beer almost fell into the room. Teeth chattering, he tried to speak. "Leave it to me, Charles, 1 tell you!" said Henry with a touch of anger. "Mr. Brocklebank, your charges are redicoflous, but I prefer to avoid publicâ€" ity if possible. What do you want?" Charles‘s face had gone‘ pale agam and his voice was agonized. Unless you give me the terms, it wil} become a public matter in‘"â€"Brockleâ€" bank glanced at his watchâ€""in I said ten minutes, out make it a quarter of an hour." (CONTINUED FROM MONDAY) "Up "And of course you don‘t expect me | "I sen to satisfy your curiosity. If you do 1| condit shan‘t. But Im quite content, on my |I mad terms, to let it remain a private matter. | would Phone 880 DISTRICT SERVICES LTD. OPERATING HYâ€"WAY SERVICE STATION, SCHUMACHER ROAD * Blue Coal " Champion Anthracite Steam Coal You will be pleased with these fuels. Call and we will advise which one will be best suited to your Hard Western Mine Head Inferno AUTHOR OF "THE MAN WITH THE SQUEAKY VOICE," ETC. Copyright "Henry assures me he knew nothing about that. I believe Henry: A battle of wits between Henry and me. He won the first romd; we win the second. Now, Brocklebank, you say you‘ve got a car. Unlock the deoor; stay here with Pamela while I get my bag. Then we‘ll quit." ‘*Miss Pamelaâ€"â€"- "Better do it, Bandit,‘ said Pamela. Brocklebank turned with a gesture of resignation. He saw the beerâ€"server goggling at him as he bent to unlock the door and pulled it open. He saw a milâ€" lion stars as if the firmament were exâ€" ploding. He saw nothing more, and he "Ift don‘t matter. No use to me. T‘d never use one anyway. Put ‘em all away. This is a war without shootingâ€"â€"" "But Rovigcâ€"*" said Brocklebank, dropping the pistols into his pocket. ‘"Yes, Henry. I don‘t like guns imyâ€" self." ~Harrison looked at his weapon. "Here, Brocklebankâ€"take‘ em back.‘ "You aren‘t quite mad, are you?" Brocklebank asked. "D‘you know where I got these?" ‘"You do what you dam well please, George. Im not saying anything. So far as I‘m concerned, the war‘s still on. If you get away I shall have you again. And I‘llâ€"bet you Prilenko‘s letter never gets home. Can‘t make you out, Gearge, Turnirg pious at your time of life! Arnyhow, there you are with your three gun, like a bunch of gangsters. Hore we are with no guns at all, and no idea of using guns if we had ‘em. I‘ve done." "Well, that‘s so, said Harrison ‘"Now, Henry, do we take the pot?" "Of course,‘ said Brocklebank. "A private war without frontiers or rules of any kind is a new one on me; but you certainly made it clear from the start. You wished me to escort Miss Pamela to London and deliver her to you. Ail I‘ve done is to try to carry out that conâ€" tract. If I‘ve had to be rough it was ‘nly iwith people who tried to stop me." "My dear fellow, you asked for it, or allowed your thugs to ask for it. Brocâ€" klebank himself quite ‘understands that this is a private matter between you and me. That‘s so Brocklebank?" ‘"What about this blustering, violent fellow and his guns and hnis threats? You know, George, this kind of thing." "Ah," said Harrison. "So that‘s how we stand? _ Tables seem to be turned. Henry, ech?. What about it?‘ Henry shrugged his shoulders. "Your card,"â€"said he. ‘"‘Sameâ€"lead as before, Henry. You can either give it un or take the conseâ€" quences if Prilenko‘s letter gets to its destination before Thursday, as it will." __"Up to you sir," Brocklebank said. "I sent for you and Miss Pamela as one condition ‘of aâ€"shall I call it a truce* I madeâ€"this person an offer.. Either I would blow up the whole show at a quarter to ten or you must be called in to decide what should be done.. No conâ€" cern of mine except to see they you‘ve got a free choice. Do what you please. These persons ‘can‘t prevent you: I‘ve seen to that. There‘s a car ready fot you outside if you wish to leave. You can take two of my four men. Three of us will be quite enough to deal with this buncth till you‘re away." 1 ttrms with the children but resent beâ€" ing chased by the teachers. gone to the dogs. | One dozen dogs which assemble daily on the school grounds at Kirkland Lake are a source of grief to the police. The dogs line up at recess and want to march into the school with the childâ€" ren. Tsachers say the canines "get a little growly" when they try to "shoo" them away. None of the children at the school admit ownership of the dogs, There used to be a schooi poem about the lamb that followed Mary to school. But that was in another Gay and in effeminate times. It‘s different these days, and especially at Kirkland Lake. In that heâ€"man town even the youngâ€" sters would not be bothered with anyâ€" thing so tame as a lamb. In other words Kirkland Lake seems to have Dogs Follow Children to School at Kirkland Lake _â€""And wonder why the dickens I turn up before the fields are aired, and who I‘ve been fighting, and lots more, 1 guess," said Brocklebank. "The fact is, Tom, Sir Arthur told me to come down for a weekâ€"end, and I meant to get here last night; but I had a crashâ€"â€"* "Ahâ€"they damned motors, Mr. Bill! But Sir Arthur‘s away. He‘s gone forâ€" eign, too." At a quarter to seven, with the sun shining in his eyes, Brocklebank loomâ€" ed over a little old man leaning on the garden gate of a lodge. sir?" ‘*Morning, Tom,". said Brocklebank. "Surprised to see me?‘ The old man peered into his face. "Whyâ€"it ain‘t Mr. Bill, is it?" "Sure thing, Tom." ‘"You could knock me down with a feather. I ain‘t seen you in years. Thought you was gone foreign." The wire had been cut somewhere. He was not intended to communicat2 from that house, which suggested that when the house was evacuated Harrison was not top dog, but Henry. When he stepped out and pulled the door behind him, Brocklebank had made up his mind to follow the career of a private detective till Thursdayâ€" and as long after that. as might be nscessary to discover Pamela‘s other name. At the back of his mind grew the idea that whatever it was he might perâ€" suade her to change it. At a quarter past six he stood in the hall, his suitcase on the floor beside him, looking at the telephone. He reâ€" solved to ask the Exchange for the correct time, and rang. He rang three times and got no answer. That settled the question. Brocklezank annexed this prizs, ate all the biscuits, drank two glasses of water ard felt better. There was a sort ocf halfâ€"humorously nicety about him. If this was Henry‘s house, he did not mean to beholden to Henry for a meal He put a shilling on the corner of the table before he left. He had no idea how important that nicety was to be. A speckless kitchen, equipped with everything conceivable for cookingâ€"but nothing that could conceivably be cooked. An immaculate pantry, with nothing in it that could be eatenâ€"except, euâ€" reka! a few biscuits at the bottom of a tin. In the next two hours Brocklebank wandered all over this extraordinary house, so immaculately appointed but quite deserted, and thought hard. He wondered whether to disregard to theâ€" of the private war and ca"l in the police; or to forget Pamela, call it a day and take his two thousand dollars down to Gloucestershire; or to follow the lure of Pamela‘s eyes and do a little sleuthing for himself. Still wondering, he took a bath in the shining white bathroom next the room where he had awakened. It did him a world of good. It made him feel hungry. <He descended to the ground fior, to forage for food. The dining room had been tidied up. Not a vestige of the picnic meal. Woâ€" thing in the sideboard. Only one thing could have happened : Henry, with hidden reinforcements, had turned the tables on Harrison. He swore softly to himself when he thought of Harrison‘s quixotic nonsense about his satellites, of Harrison and Pamela, not a trace . .. The sun, shining into a bedroom next morning, awakened a Brocklebank exâ€" tremely sorry for himself and in a laâ€" mentable state of disrepair. His head decorated withâ€"aâ€"swelling as big as a pigeon‘s egg, ached atrociously. Someâ€" one had taken from him the chauffeur‘s coat and cap and left his own garments. Someone had dressed his injury. His belongings were undisturbed. But he was alone in the house. Of Henry and did nct hear the shriek that Pame!z gave. (TO BE CONTINUED) about such unimportant things as the choice of iicense plate numbers. How is the public injured in any way by the odd desire of some to have odd number plates? . If there is anything wrong with the plates in question, why were they issued at all? Or is this another form of Soviet regimentation? As a matter of fact it would appear that the man who gets some particularly outâ€" standing number, ecither because of its cddity or for other reason, gives special hostages against doing anything wrong with his car, on account of the very unâ€" usualâ€"style of his nmimber. If the govâ€" ernment directed its attention to giving the people of the North decent treatâ€" what are termed freak signs. It is suggested that some motorists have a regular mania for such car license plates as ‘"T42", "ME4U," and so on. The scheme whereby the department is supposed to have made it impossible for motorists to secure these sign comâ€" binations seem as difficult to underâ€" stand as the mania to obtain the odd signs. It is hard to see why there is any necessity for attempting to frustrate the wishes of these people who crave freak lcense plates. It seems that the government might easily find someâ€" Why Stop People Getting Old License Plate Numbers ? Despatches from Toronto recount with apparent unholy satisfaction the idea that the Ontario Highway Departâ€" ment has frustrated the designs of some "Failure of citizens to provide mail boxes at the street line and to notify outâ€"ofâ€"town newspapers and corresponâ€" dents of change of address, is largely blamed ‘bky postal officials for recent congestion and trouble at the new post office. Letter carriers have been greatly delayed in making their rounds, and consequently sorting has been held up, and some complaints have been unâ€" reasonable. It is admitted that some of the delays are not caused by the public, but those who have been through the experience state that thers is always congestion and a certain amount of trouble in opening a new post office." The Northern News of Kirkland Lake publishes a lengthy editorial counselling patience and forebearance on the part of the general public in reference to the new mail delivery system in that town. It is admitted that the delivery go, far is by no. mears perfect and in human nature can scarcely be expected to be so. The Northern News, however, thinks it will greatly improve and that the public can help greatly along this line. The Northern News, in addition to the editcrial has the following paragraph : Evidence given at the hearing this mcorning showed that tickets were sold for $1 each and the $100 prize was to be awarded to the person holding the nearâ€" est to the correct score. An unstated number of persons bought the tickets but failed to receive any award: The money involved in the pool was confiscated by the police and the tw men were placed on suspended sentence by Magistrate Willard Cooper. According to despvatches last week from Sudbury, a hockey pool on Nickel Belt League games that went astray when the operators failed to come across with the $100 prize brought Harry Cosâ€" tello and Arthur Seymour into city police court at Sudbury on Wednesday morning on a charge of conducting a lottery. Complaints were made to the Copper Cliff police when the prize was not forthcoming, resulting in charges being laid against Costello and Seymour Mail Delivery System Not Perfect Yet at Kirkland The ‘bake table, decorated in pink and white, was in charge of the 51st I. 0. D. E. Co., and proved one of the most popular of the booths for the day. Hockey Lottery Lands T wo Men in Court at Sudbury The candy booth, desorated in red and white, was in charge of the Second Cub Pack of St. Matthew‘s and its goods appealed to all. The Fish Pond, conducted by the Brownies of the 46th aand 51st packs, was in the form of a “w!shm’g well," in green and black, and proved especially popular. The Doughnut ibooth (46th 1.O.D.E. Co.) was decorated in green and gold, and there was steady demand for the pleasing product of this booth. The general booth, looked after by the Sist I. O.D.E. Co., was decorated in blue hnd silver and made a very pleasing showing, as well as attractinz ‘The hall was specially decorated for the occasion and this added much t> the attractiveness of the event. Each booth also had special decorations, and all were well conducted and well patâ€" ronized. The tea room, sponsored by the I. O. D. E., was decorated in mauve and yelâ€" low, with tea roses on the table. The proceeds from this department were. divided between the five Girl Guige groups in town. The fifth annpual bazaar of the Timâ€" mins 5ist 1.O.D.E. Girl Guides proved a pleasing success. The event was held in St. Matthew‘s church basement on Saturday from 3 to 6 ».m., and attracted a good attendanrtte, all being very pleased with the success of the effort by the girls. The Girl Guides on their part ask that special thanks be extonded to Mrs. Traver, Regent of the 1.O.D.E., and to Mrs. D. Maxwell for their kind assistance at the event. Girl Guide Bazaar Proves Big Success Booths Artistically Decorâ€" ated. Many Attractive Features. In a general cleanâ€"up and rerovation of a Mattawa general store last week some interesting old curios were brought to light. One was a package, dustâ€"laden and ancient looking, which on being opened was found to contain 12 boxes of oldâ€"fashiored sulphur match‘s. This package was found on a beam of the store and hind apparentâ€" ly rested undisturbed for over 30 years. Isaac Tongue, the manager of the store, was able to show that the matchss must have been placed on the beam at least 31 years ago. In the meantime they had reecived more than cne drenching of water from one cause or another, as the package plainly showed, yet the matches were as good as everâ€"though modern folk would not think that good enough. Anyway they would light as well as sulphur matches ever did and make as big an Interesting Curios Found in Mattawa Store Recently There were a number of human touches at the court sitting.in Sud3ury last week in regard to naturaiization of new Canadians. Judge Prouix held the court and showed interest and symâ€" pathy that was a pleasing human touch in itself. There were incidents, gay and grave, amusing and depressing. One Ukrainian applied for naturalization. The judge noted that he had rs4a hair. which is rare for a Ukrainian. He menâ€" ticned the fact, and the Ukrainian beamed at him. "Not very often you see it, ch?" he said. "They ars nearly all bionde. I‘m one in a thousand," he answered. One other applicant said he worked at the Creighton Min:>. "Who‘s the superintendent there?" he was asked. "Mackenzie King," was the yeâ€" ply. He was given his papers. Still anâ€" other man said he was married, "and my wife live with me now. She got tired of the other fellow. She find I‘m the best." He was given his naturalizaâ€" tion papers. Another applicant fairly beamed as he replied that he had the papers partly, ready to bring his wife out to this country the minuts he was naturalized. The reply of anvt‘er man was rot so happy. "I note by your apâ€" plication that you are a widow," said the judge. ‘"Yes, sir," replied the appliâ€" cant. "I brought my wife over in the spring. She died in the sunmnmies. It i3 hard." "I‘m sorry," said the judge, as he passed the application. A man 73 years of age wanted to be naturalized so that he would be a Canadian citizen. "Sure you are not thinking of tire old ags pension?" the judge queried. "You think I‘m crazy?" said the man. "I‘ve got a nice little house. If I get th» penâ€" sion the government gets my hnouse. No, sir, I don‘t want any pensicn.‘" ment in the matter of roads, there would be little time or energy to wasts "frustrating" people who adopt an inâ€" nocent fad. 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Another find in the cleanâ€"up was a pound of pressed teaâ€"the kind made specially for the Yukon. The "block" of tea still bore the initials "Y.T.," signifying Yukon Territory. The pound of tea was pressed into a plug like tobacco, to make it easy to carry. It is said that this "pound plug of tea‘" was brought to Mattawa over 50 years ago as a curiosity. At the time the tea was brought to Mattawa it is said that in the Yukon it was selling at $15 a pound. wiK. k i GiK Ei GiK Ti uk it t Gift Suggestions from HALPERIN‘S Come Here and Get Your Christmas Presents Friday, Decemberwl 1th From 3*to 8 p.m. AFTERVOON TEA WILL BE SERVED IN SALVATION ARMY HALL 10 BIRCHSTREET SOUTH Fort Frances Times:â€"When it comes to juggling with figures, financial exâ€" perts have nothirg on the lnventors of fashions. Regular Mecting of the Porcupine Chapter R.N.A.O The regular monthly mseting of the Porcupine Chapter of the RN.A.O. wiil be held in St. Mary‘s hospital, Tuesâ€" day, Dec. 8th,at 8 p.m. All membhers are invited to be present. i8