"The drop didn‘t do much damage to this one." he complained as he struggled with it. "People have no business to put things up in boxes which other folk can‘t open." At last he succeeded,. and quickly inspected the five bags which the box contained. "All correct!" he announced, looking up with a smile "Now I think we‘ll have a word with the Chief. T should think he‘s finished with his toys by now." "so as I was living honestly." Wicks continued. "I decided to keep my hand in. You have to live with the sea «ay after day in order to understand it. I found two men who were in a fish business. They bouzght from other trawlers mostly, but thought of owning one or two of their own. That was where I came in. . You‘ve got me to thank for Lucky Lady. I knew that I shouldn‘t spend the rest of my life tryâ€" ing to catch fish, so I had a few alterâ€" ations made. â€" I felt sure the day would come when I could take her across the Atlantic." "Across the Atlantic!" Peter gasped. "Yes! Why not? It can be done." Wicks was satisfied with the contents of the five bags and hastened to replace the coins. Then he set to work to force open the second box. Wicks pushed past Drew, and left the tiny cabin. With a second or so h was shouting at one of the hands. "I want the Chief!" Wicks cried. "T‘ll go and fetch him." "Wait a minute! I suppose yO think that you can forget your manâ€" ners because this craft isn‘t much bigâ€" ger than a launch." "Sorry, sir!" "That‘s better. You‘re going to obej me just as you did on board the Joh: Dawson. Understand?" Sit .‘ "That‘s all right." . Wicks came lumbering back to th cabin. "You look Drew." he sa of voice. "I was wond would think of would think of the "They‘ll think what I tell them tC think," Wicks said ominously. ‘"From now on they‘re sailorsâ€"not fishermen. Peter‘s eyes narrowed. "FPishermen are pretty good sailors, he said shortly. "Of course they are! I‘m not a fool I know that. But they haven‘t the propsr air about them. Not SG amenable to discipline. And if we have a bad passage discipline is going to o mighty useful." The door of the cabin opened an( the engineer came in. He was an en ormous man and appeared to fill th entire cabin. His keen grey eyes werd focussed on the table. "We‘re running thi said Wicks acidly. "I remember to knock w my cabin." Gallop shrugged his shoulders. He reached out a hand which seemed to be composed entirely of oil and hair and grasped some of the coins. He gave a grunt which might equally have meant approval or disapproval. "Fairly gcod salvage!" Wicks exâ€" claimed. Gallop scowled at him. "If I catch the mucker who started to tinker with my engines he‘ll be in need of salvaging," he remarked darkly. "You don‘t seem so interested in the Painting 162 PINE "ACROss TIJHE ATLANTIC Packing Crating ~tarins Paperhanging Decorating Service ESTIMATES GLADLY GIVEN VANSICKLE the MOVER of the coins. runt which might equally ipproval or disapproval. n salvage!" 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But I can‘t work for twentyâ€"four hours in every blessed day. T‘ll have Gordon to help me in future." "I‘m not barmy," Gallop muttered. He looked at the coins in his grimy fist and then dropped them. "Do as you please," he grunted. "You‘d betâ€" ter get yourself some sails." Wicks frowned. "The engines are good enough;," he thus "But he‘s a Wicks protested navigation ‘ Evidently Wicks realized that it was futile to argue. "Very well," he said quickly. "You can have Gordon. But you understand what I propose doing?" "I‘m not a fool," Gallop observed scurly. "I‘ve sailed with you before." For a moment Peter thought of tryâ€" ing to cverpower his captor, but realâ€" ized quickly that it would be a fatal mistake. He was not likely to succeed and it would only mean that he would be kept a close prisoner until the trawâ€" ler was far away from land. So long as there was the French coast there did seem the possibility of getting away. He glanced at Captain Wicks. "As you please," he said quietly. "I don‘t propose to give you any trouble." Wicks chuckled. "I imagine that the gold is having some effect already," he remarked genâ€" ially. He went from the cabin and locked the dcor behind him. CHAPTER III FOG The first warning of the fog came when they heard the dull, husky note of a distant siren. The Lucky Lady had been moving slowly down the Channel. Once she was well off the coast Wicks released Peter. "I shall be on the bridge most of the time," he said. "You might as well join me there.‘ Peter listened to the siren and then eclanced at the captain. CO Peter thought he sounded apprehen sive. He understood the reason "I suppose we shall have to alter cu course " he said after a minute or so. "Nothing of the sort!" Wicks snap Peter listened to the siren and then slanced at the captain. "I should imagine it‘s on the starâ€" board bow," he said. Wicks nodded "Visibility has been poor most of thne time." he said. "I‘ve been expecting fog." a useful man for me!" ed. â€" "I want to teach him THDMMIXNXS®, ONTARIO Fumigating Demothing Deodorizing ped. "I know these waters." The sky was colourless and the horiâ€" zon line was increasingly diffi¢cult to distinguish. The sound of foghorns became more noticeable. "The liner‘s practically at a standâ€" still," Peter observed. "Unless I‘m very much mistaken she‘ll be giving two within the next 10 minutes." His prophecy was correct. It was barely eight minutes before the liner was signalling that she was under way, but stopped. In the distance there was a confused medley of sound. A few Breton fishing boats with their lugsails barely filling with the breeze were blotted out in the surrounding greyness. The trawler‘s whistle contributed to the general din. Speed was reduced considerably and one of the hands was sent forward. Wicks seowled. "I don‘t like this," he grumbled. "One thing, it doesn‘t upset our plans in any way." ‘"Nobody likes fog," Peter remarked, wondering why Wicks should be so perturbed. Peter shrugged the bridge. Evid going to explain there wasn‘t very was possible that Peter shrugged his shoulders and left the bridge. Evidently Wicks was not going to explain his anxiety. Probably there wasn‘t very much to explain. It was possible that he was suffering from reaction. After all, Peter reflected, he had taken the finding of the gold in a comparatively calm manner. Not nearâ€" ly so calmly as Gallop, however. Preâ€" sumably Gallop was not interested in money, providing he could tend to his beloved engines. It was strange calling Gallop the Chief. Peter suspected that it was a sop to his vanity. Although Gallop didn‘t give one the impression that he was vain. He was only interested in machinery. He‘d be down below cursâ€" ng the fog which interfered with the racing of the propeller. Peter didn‘t know whether to regard the fog as a friend or an enemy.. Norâ€" mally it,. was an enemy. But now it was just possible that it could do him a gocd turn. There was always the chance of the trawler edging near to the shore. The prospect of swimming ashore was not particularly inviting, but it was better than being more or less a prisoner in the hands of Captain Wicks, Peter understood the position perâ€" fectly. So long as he was useful Wicks would appear to be friendly. But once that period of usefulness was over, Wicks would murder him at the first opportunity. It was not a pleasing prespect. There seemed no chance of defeating Wicks. Gallop had sailed with him as chief engineer; Gordon, Crockett, and Howe had been ordinary seamen on board the John Dawson. Each one could be reckoned as perfectâ€" ly loyal to Wicks. Wellings, the only other man on board,. was cervainly a stranger. Peter was not too favourably impressed with the man. He suspected that Wicks would not have any parâ€" ticularly difficulty in buying him. Whether he would find Wellings oi permanent use was another matter. There was a slight breezo blowing toâ€" wards the land, or where Peter imaginâ€" ed the land to be. Wicks had kept him locked in the cabin for an hour or so, and he had not had an opportunity of seeing the chart. Now that the fog was blotting cut everything, he felt less certain of his reckoning. Above is a picture of the touring Scottishn CLurietrs as Lhey SLEppG OIl LC UL[Aill aL GHL lailla YioLL week. In addition to the Scottish Curlers shown there are several of the Timmins Curlers in the picture, as well as members of the Porcupine District Pipe Band in the background. Among those in the picture from left to right are: E E. Smith D. Mackie, Geo. Lake, S. A. Caldbick, Dr. Smith and Geo. Drew, also Pipers O‘Neill and Stewart. Te 000C CC se FPog is a fickle element. Peter movâ€" Naturall of the touring Scottish Curlers as they stepped off the train at Txmnum. on Lheu visit here last i DA KCSs Teb M â€"â€" : ts SCOTTISH CURLERS ARRIVIENG IN TIMMINS THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TTIMMINS, ONTARIO ed over to leeward and looked gloomily at the grey curtain which consealed everything from view. Suddenly it appeared to draw back a shade and he gave a grasp of surprise. There was the dark shadow of the land visible for a second or so. Then it was once more enveloped in the fog. Yeter‘s eyes narâ€" rowed. The course they were steering was taking them nearer to the land. Howe was in the bows using the lead, while Crockett stared into the greyness. "LAaNL ON THE PORTY BEAM® Wicks was intently watching them. He had charge of the wheel. That accounted for three. Gallop of course, was below. Gordon and Wellâ€" ings were in the cabin. There was no particular reason why they should be called on deck unless there was some emergency like the trawler striking a rocthk Peter moved nearer to the side and strained his eyes trying to pick out cnee more that dark patch which might mean security and freedom. It was cold, so he was wearing his heavy coat, but he slipped his arms out of the sleeves so that he could cast it aside the instant the moment came for him to dive over the side. The breeze strengthened slightly and once more the fog lifted a shade. The land was much negarer. "Land on the port beam Crockett. As he shouted, Petéer flung down and leapt over the side. The water was icy cold, and the sudâ€" den shock of it hade him gasp. It was impossible to tell whether he had been observed or not. He struck out vigorâ€" cusly for the land. There was an awkward current which carried him further over to the left than he had anticipated and for a few seconds he felt the utter blackness of despair as it seemed to him that he would be swept right out to sea once more. In desperation he exerted himâ€" self to the utmost. This final effort evidently carried him across the diffiâ€" cult portion, because it suddenly beâ€" came much easier. The land was definitely in front of him. It towered up like a great mountain the summit of which was lost in fog. His first warning of the beach was when he knocked his knee against a jaggeda boulder. The sudden agony made him go under. He came up again, spluttering and gasping for brsath. The capacity for thinking seemed to leave him. Instinctively he splashed through the shallow water, pursued by waves which attempted to drag him back. Once the beach was reached he flopped down and lay as one senseless. "This won‘t do!" he muttered. He strugged to his feet and forced himself to move across the beach as quickly as possible. His teeth began to chatter with cold. He looked anxiâ€" cusly about him, but could find no trace of any houses. There were no boats drawn up on the long, sloping beach. Once his brain started to work proâ€" perly he looked out to sea. From his position it was not possible to look in the direction of the trawler because of some jagged rocks which invaded the beach at one portion. These effectiveâ€" ly screened a section of the sea from him Still wondering whether Wicks would assume that he had been drowned, Peter started to trot towards the cliffs, where he could see a break which lookâ€" ed like a path. They Do Haye Heavy Rain Sometimes in California As he reached the bottom of the clifis he glanced over his shoulder and his heart sank. The Lucky Lady‘s dinghy was just rounding the rocky outcrop. A Timmins gentleman, who in the past has seen references in The Adâ€" vance to the wonderful climate of Caliâ€" fornia, last week sent back pictures clipped from The Los Angeles Times. One picture shows a part of West One Hundred and Pourteenth street, with a number of cars halted in deep water on the roadway. One man, wearing long ‘boots is pirtured standing in front of his car, and the water comes up to his knees, Another picture shows a deputy sheriff rescuing a lady from her car, stalled in the water on (To Be Continued) his coat vellea the street, a boat being used to effect the rescue, A news item among the clippings says that a day of heavy rainâ€" fall renewed flood dangers in Northâ€" ern California interior valleys, and a howling gale sweepinz: in from the Pacific endangered shipping on the eighteenth day of a series of storms on ‘the west coast. The item further noted that four inches of rain had fallen in twentyâ€"four hours, with more rain forecast. In San Francisco a heavy rain brought a quarter of an inch rainfall in ten minutes. Streets were converted into running streams. sewers burst under the heavy rain and water poured through holes in the pavement. Some of the rivers overflowed their banks with resulting interference with traffic on the streets. The Timmins gentleman holidaying at Los Angeles and vicinity writes:â€"*"So this is California! How do you expect a fellow to golf down here?" A little friend came to visit the writer a few days ago, requesting the right to go through old schoolâ€"books for poems that she might copy and send to a friend in Southern Ontario who has gotten the scrapbook "bug." And, that is how for about an hour and a half she picked out poems that were favourites to her. Many of the poems were such wellâ€"known ones as "Trees" and "Smiles‘ but mostly, they were poems that had a "swing"" It seems that it doesn‘t matter what the poem is like otherwise, if it can only be rhymed off in a jumble of words that lose all meaning. But this little girl didn‘t have this idea, for every once in a while, she could be heard exclaimâ€" ing, "I learnt this poem ‘off by heart‘," and then she would recite the poem. very clearly enunciating every syllable and word. That is what every student, and grownâ€"up as well, should learn to do, or they will lose the beauty of the poem. It is simple cnough to pick up a dictionary of rhyming words, and to make what some might call a poem, but what really makes a poem, is word beauty. And that is what you must .ook for in poetry. However, tnere are poems, such as "Courting In Kentucky" which appeared in Thursday‘s issue, that are humorously appealing. "Bylo Land" is one of the poems that this public school girl chose, and quotâ€" ing it here the reader will understand why this poem will agree to all ages. Bylo Land (Author Unknown) When out of the West long shadows When out of the West long shadows creep, And the stars peep out, a shining band, Our babyâ€"weary of fun and playâ€" Goes out thro‘ the gates to Bylo Land, O, which is the road to Bylo Land? By the way of grandpa‘s easy chair, Or, better, by mother‘s loving arms, With kisses pressed on the shining hair? She nestles down with a weary sigh, While lashes touch the roundeéed cheek; § With her arms clasped, close ‘round mother‘s neck Who kisses the love she cannot speak. A wonderful land is Bylo Land, To judge by the smiles on baby‘s face: O, baby, we envy thy sunny lot, For we that are older seldom see The fiowery path to Bylo Land, Or meet the angles that talk with thee. Waterlso Chronicle:â€"Modern methâ€" ods of financing are being introduced into churches. St. Mary‘s United Church is offering a bond issue of $19,000 to provide for all indebtedness of the congregation. These bonds, which are being sold to members, are spread over a fifteenâ€"year period. he angels must surely weave her dreams, And lend to her of their winsome grace. If You Like Books Advance Staff Photo Engraving H.) First Baby Born at New So. Porcupine Hospital South Porcupine, Feb. 19th, 1938â€" (Special to The Advance)â€"The stork was busy this week at the new Porâ€" cupine General hospital. Honour Goes to Baby Son of Mr. and Mrs. Schauer. Timâ€" mins had a Close Second in Race. Fox Farm at South Porcupine Closed to Visitors for a Time. Other South Porcupine and Dome News. In fact a minor stork derby was stagâ€" ed as the honour of being the first baby to be born in the new hospita! was coveted by two new citizens. However, the baby son of Mr. and Mrs. Schauer, of South Porcupine, won the race and arrived at five minutes after cne on Thursday morning (mothâ€" er and son doing well) â€"his rival the infant son of Mr. and Mrs. Feltmate, of Timmins, arriving at ten minutes past two. We cannot help but feel pleased that South Porcupine citizens havse the honour (and the stork was assisteqa by Dr. McLaren our "oldâ€"time" dacctor) and wish to heartily congratâ€" ulate the new arrival. A silver cup is to be given to him, donated by the Hospital Board of Directors, or by one of them, which will commemorate the oczvrasion. The baby is to be nameq Elwyn Joseph Alexander Schauer, the Joseph being given in deference to Mr. J. H. Stovelâ€"manager of the Board of Directors of the hospital. The Y.P.S. of the United Church met on Wednesday andspent an enterâ€" taining evening of impromptu speakâ€" ing. Slips of paper with "3â€"minuté subjects" were handed round, and the responses were all good. One question was "What would you do with $100,â€" 0C0?" This we consider is not a fair. question as it would personally take us three minutes to recover from the shock of having it to spend! shock of having it to spend! Mtr. Karl Merger and his sister, Missg Rita Strauss, left on Saturday for their home in Powassan. Mrs. Hure, of Main street, accomâ€" panied by Miss Verne Laforest, R.N., left on Saturday for the Toronto Genâ€" eral hospital for medical attention. The W.A. of St. Paul‘s Anglican Church is holding a luncheonâ€"bridge in the Parish hall on Wednesday Aat 1 pm. This is going to be a smart atâ€" fair, a threeâ€"course luncheon being folâ€" lowed by bridge for which lovely prizes are to be given. The Parish hall can cnly accommodate a hundred guests, so we would advise all who are withâ€" out the typewritten slips of admitâ€" tance to get them without delay to avcid ~disappointmtnt. Mrs. W. H. Johns at the Dome and Mrs. Wimn. Fairâ€" hurst, of town, will be glad to supply them. strange reâ€"actions to strangers as they: sense a stranger very quickly. After the pups are a month or two old the proprietor will welcome visiters and be glad to show them his ranch which is most interesting, and will have pleasâ€" ure in answering questions, etc., about these interesting little creatures and their habits. We are sorry to learn that Mr. B. Schultz is quite sick, and wish him a spsedy recovery. Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs, Wm. Allen, of Dome Extension, to whom A little daughter was born this morning (Feb. 19th) at their home. The executive of the Women‘s Auxâ€" iliary of the Diocese of Moosonee held a Board meceting on Tuesday at the home cf Mrs. Wm. Pritchard, in Timâ€" mins. Attending from South Portcuâ€" pine were Mrs. W. H. Johns, president, Mrs. Woodall, viceâ€"president; and Mrs. Fairhurst, treasurer. Also attending were Mrs. A. H. Ccoke, of Schx nacher, Mrs. Pawson, of Cochrane, and Mrs. Blackburn and Mrs. Plummer, of Monâ€" teith. Luncheon was served to the Archdeacon Woodall spent Thursday in Iroquois Falls attending a meeting of the executive of the Diocese of Mooâ€" sonee of which he is secretary. Mrs. James Gibson, of New Liskeard, is a guest of Miss Hamilton of Lakeâ€" view. Mrs. Wooda Fairhurst, t were Mrs. A Mrs. Pawso Blackburn a teith. Lut Mr. R. Bowes, of the Porcupine fox and mink ranckh, was talking to us yesâ€" terday and asked us to mention that his ranch will be closed to visitors for some ftime, possibly until the middle of the summer. This is the breeding seaâ€" son, and the animals resent the presâ€" ence of strangers. Later when the pups are born, the mothers have gue € Mrs. Wm. Arbour, of South Portuâ€" pine, became the proud mother of a little son last week at her yparents‘ home in Hamilton. «/ Mr. and Mrs. Ulric Hodgins tneel Irene Kauf{man) are now residing in South Porcupine from Noranda, Myr. Hodgins being now an employee of the Preston East Dome Mine. Mrs. George Sheppard and family, of Connaught, were in town this weekâ€" ST. REGIS 392 SHERBOURNE ST. (Just above Carlton) RA. 4135 IV!HEN YOURE IN TORONTO EVERY ROOM is an outside room, highâ€" ceilinged and good size. Each room has its own balcony and tiled bath and shower. Good food. Attentive service. 3 minutes from Katon‘s (lollége Street Storeâ€"which indicates how quieckly you can reach stores and theatres. Single rooms, double rooms, suites â€"all with bath and shower FROM $2.00 DAILY Private hotel garage service available. Away from trains and noise; yet only end visiting Mrs, Wilson Rayner and Mrs. D. A. Frood. The AY.P.A. of St. Paul‘s Church were the guests of Timmins A.YP.A. last Wednesday, when twelve of their number,â€" accompanied by their presiâ€" dent, Mr. David Evans, and Archdeaâ€" con Woodall were entertained in the parish hall with games, etzc., a social evening and supper. All thoroughly enjoyved the evening. Miss Kathleen Woodall is spendin the weekâ€"end in Porquis Junction. The Kitchener Rebekah Lodge holding a euchre party in the Pari hall this Priday (Febh. 25th). Th would appreciate a good attendance We are sorry to learn that Mrs. Henry Kaufman is suffering from an infection in her right hand. Mr. Thos. Gibbons returned this week from Toronto, after attending the funeral of his mother Mrs. John GMibâ€" bons last Wednesday. Mrs. John Gibâ€" bons was buried in Mount Pleasamnt cemetery, the funeral service being held from her home at 4 Fairford avenue, Toronto, the Rev. J. T. Mason, of St. Jcohn‘s Church, East Toronto, conductâ€" ing the service. Among the many floral tributes sent were several from South Porcupine which the family dzseply appreciate. They were from: The Eastern Star Chapter, South Porâ€" cupine, Mrs. S. Starling, Mrs. J, Singleâ€" ton, "Oldâ€"timers", I.O.0.P. Lodge No. 453, South Porcupine, Mr. and Mrs. F. Reynolds and Kathleen, Mr. Charles Edgcumbe and Mr. E. Edgcumbe (Norâ€" anda), Mr. Dillon and family, Mr. W. Skinner, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Freeâ€" man, and her grandchildren. Very Successful Fireside Tea Held on Saturday A very successful Fireside tea was held at the home of Mrs. Clifford Sulâ€" livan, .158 Spruce street, north, on Saturday afterncon by the Fireside Club of the Unitet Church. Many friends of the club were present at the tea, and all had a very enjoyable afâ€" ternoon. For the first hour, Mrs. Mortson and Mrs. Mustard poured tea, while during the second hour Mrs. Kennedy and Mrs. McInnis poured tea. They were assisted at the tea tables by memâ€" bers of the club. The guests were reâ€" ceived by Mrs. Sullivan and Mrs. Dousâ€" las, president of the club. seme â€"homeâ€"baking anc@ infants‘ knitted wear was sold during the event, these being in charge of Mrs. Huckerby and Mrs. Belanger (homeâ€" baking), and Mrs. Kenny and Mrs Beattie (infants‘ wear). Try The Advance Want Advertisements It is a wellâ€"known fact that the human eye conâ€" tains a transparent lens which contracts and exâ€" pands so that the eye may receive a clear image at any distance. In many cases properly fitted glasses will relieve much of the strain on this lens. Our _ Optometrical â€" Depariment has the finest equipment available and your eyes are thoroughly checkâ€" ed by a competent eyeâ€"sight special â€" ist. L. HALPERIN A Registered Optometrist in Charge EVENINGS BY APPOTNTMENT Optometrical Dept. 7 Pine N. 11