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"What‘s that you‘re saying to him?" the man demanded. . "My business!" Marcu faced him. The gypsies disappeared on the trail. The Oother man from town hurried up. "Why didn‘t you hold ‘em?" he asked. "Oh, yah! Let‘s get ‘em now., Get out of the way!" he said to Marcu. Marcu‘s fist crashed on the man‘s Jjaw for answer. The fellow staggered back. Then the two sprang for him. A rough scuffle ensued, Marcu counting the time it would take Girtza to get back to the wagon. Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of four more men hurrying down the road, carrying "Get back to the camp as fast as you can and get that wheel on. T‘ll deâ€" lay this dog and catch up with you later." "Yes, thanks to "CHrtza growled. He called to the men to hasten with the wheel, but the wheel was cumâ€" bersome and it rolled slowly. As they approached the eage of the town, one of a group of men who had been on the court house steps was lounging against a tree. "Where are you going?" "What is that to you?" Marcu reâ€" turned. Marcu saw one of the other villagers hurrying toward them. He spoke to Girtza. "Don‘t get so cocky," sneered the felâ€" low, blocking the path. "I just want to know where you‘re going." "We had better quick," he said. of the rowdies of the town beâ€" gan to whisber together. The words "tar and feather" were repeated several times. The sheriff appeared in the anâ€" teroom and the talk stopped. The men dispersed. The gypsies hurried down the street. Marcu caught up with Girtza, who was still carrying the garl in his arms. "We had better get out of here "Listen, fool," he said in Romany, "don‘t start anything now! Get out of here before something happens!" He turned his dark eyes on the crowd. "Let this man alone." For a minute they drew â€"back. The two gypsies got the wheel down the steps and hseaded down the street, before Marcu turned and followed after them. The crowd parted sullenly to let them pass. The outcome had not been to their liking and out of futile resentâ€" ment someone kicked the wheel. It clattereq to the floor and, as one of the men stooped to recover it, a booted fdot kicked him. A laugh arose. The gypsy regained his balance and his hand went to his belt. Marcu sprang to hnis side. 4 "We‘ll do that all right," snarled Girtza, and taking the sobbing girl up in his arms, he went down the aisle. Marcu followed and the two gypsies picked up the wheel of the van. The judge banged on the desk. "All right, you gypsies, you get the best of it this time. Now get out of here! If I ever catch the pack of you within the bounds of this town again I‘ll run you out in such a way you won‘t forget! Do you understand? Now get out of here as fast as you can, the whole damn "tribe of vou!" CHAPTER 10 WITH A LOOK of bewilderment, the sheriff unlocked the handcuffs. Meâ€" chanically Marcu rubbed his wrists and pocketed the ring. His face and arms were bleeding and he wiped them on his shirt. His dark eyes were on the floor. His broad shoulders drooped. The spirit seemed to have gone out of him for the moment. ce Novel, to say the least, is this method of advertising North Bay‘s Old Home Week celebrations of August 4 to 10, but Dan Barker, chairmun of the Central Committee, and W. J. RKoche, one of his assistants, seem pleased with it. Mr. Barker (hands on hips) is smiling at the Callander boys who have trained their twoâ€"yearâ€"Oold black steer to harness, and OF A tÂ¥ tM!;ASSiONED F24 DPA T 4 )/ @ y s ¢ DONA L D «y k"PADLk , and admits $ $12.60. When t isn‘t worth ey furious. ut d A. _ t n d cce t u\'“.llb 320 Th MA s $12.60. When tire merchant sn‘t worth even a dollar,| furious. ON wWITH THE STORY) CHAPTER 10 OO0K of bewilderment, the | tked the handcuffs. Meâ€" rimthhed hie wricte arnaA GYPSY CQIRL rs, He proâ€" 6 court but g the ring. d another j1elo fights ircu comes Back at the town the judge had no more than finished his lunch when he heard the story of the gypsy fight. He cared very little for the bunch that brought the tale and fervently hoped that the gypsies were out of his reach, for he wanted nothing more to do with them. However, it was forced upon him, for later on in the afternoon his nap was disturbed by the insistent knocking of the sheriff and Mr. Dakis. Dakis was sobbing, his small face red with exciteâ€" ment and grief. "I daidn‘t have on mine glasses," he moaned. "I am a very big fool. Oi! Oi!" "Well, Mr. Dakis, have you lost your glasses?" It was a useless question, for the heavy spectacles were on the nose of the little man, his eyes sadly out of proportion through the thick lenses. "No, no, but mamma had put them away. She told me I didn‘t need glasses â€"that it was all in the mind!" "‘The ring, the ring!" Dakis wrung his hands in dismay. "Well, you saw the ring, didn‘t you?" "Yes ves, but mamma had â€"mine "Come, come, what‘s the matter with yoU?n Wildly they raced across the clearâ€" ing, plunged through the willows and forded the brcook. Not once did they come within sight of the main road. The old wagons had been pulled across open country many a time and diq not fail them now. And this running away was not new. More than one town had run them out, shotgun and rifle bulâ€" lets kicking up the aust behind them. Hence they kept away from the main road and travelled fast, and it was well that they did. threateningly ang then darted toward "Well, Mr. Dakis, I can‘t see that the brush. He glanced back jas he there‘s‘much we can do about it. After They were coming after him. He turnedl all, you sold the gypsy the ring and in from the cow path and pushed his way| the bargain gave him a receipt. You through the tangled willows as noiseâ€"| kad your chance to get it back, but lessly as a panther. He could hear their| even then you thought the joke was on shouts behind him. the gypsy. I guess you‘ll have to put it Panting and out of breath, he|down to loss and be more careful next reached the camp. The axle cap of the| time. If George is willing, he can start wheel was being screwed in place. after the gypsies and get the ring his command the gypsies crowded into' back from them if heâ€"can." the wagons angq were off. | "I hurt me leg, judge, and you know Wildlyv they raced across the clear-' I ain‘t ridirge no horses for a while "Listen, dog," sngered Marcu, "I can throw this knife fifty feet without missâ€" ng a hair. Now you stay where you are or I prove what I say!" The men were coming closer. He raised the knife threateningly ang then darted toward the brush. He glanced back as he ran. They were coming after him. He turned from the cow path and pushed his way through the tangled willows as noiseâ€" lessly as a panther. He could hear their shouts behind him. ‘"You better put gypsy!" The cry was misunderstood. The four did not drop their burden. They inâ€" creased their pace with the shout, "Hold him, we‘re coming!" "Hey, you guys," he shouted, "drop that and come on!" The fellow paused. His companion lay groaning on the ground. Then he saw the others coming ioward them. ground. As the other made for him, ht drew his knife from the belt. "Now keep back, white dog, or 1 run you through." something. His quick eyes took in the long pole that one he on.his shoulder. Marcu‘s lips dgrew together, his eyes narrowed, his nostrils expanded. He sprang back from the two and then closed in, sending one sprawling to the 4\ J © C A More th that knift \J 4M ) j x ECS one town had run them out who are Dafce H from all Mr. MacLean, althou usual age of 85 years physically and mentally claim the modern spirit ginality in celebrating day by writing letters writer. Observed 85th Birthday by Typewriting Letters One of the town‘s popular and teemed â€" residents, James MacLe father of J. D. MacLean, town enginé observed his 85th birthday anniversi last week. He had been ill for ab a week, but on his birthasy he was bright and early and was busy at : typewriter when the family came dov stairs. Asked if he was feeling right, he said:â€""Well, I‘m better ai way, but in any case this is my bir day ard I thought I should observe His many f1 trict will sinc happy returns. as willing as the judge was to be through with the gypsi¢s. So it was thkhat nothing was done about the ring. And Marcu carried it carelessly, little dreaming that the jeweler had made a mistake. What did it matter now, anyway? The stone had lost its vibrant beauty for him. It was just a "hunk of glass," worthless, exâ€" cept for the memory it held within it. (TO BE CONTINUED) ay ard 1 Dy writing members C yetâ€"" Perhaps as willing as the through with ths me tree t Cusand doliars aln in the mind cider. O1, I‘m man! Why did mama hid my He buried his face in his h moaned. I sell mama megâ€"C the time, but, my lord, you h*e‘d knowed his own business Dakis began exclaimingé "But I couldn‘t see it, I tol couldn‘t see it. When the g says, ‘I want that ring,‘ I ha in my hand and an idea in m and I think I‘m such a smar I ‘sell him theâ€" ring: and _ L mama what new thoughts has nste he 1 WE A€l hamt The judge turn "He told me th rined George. "I li and handed‘ it for parts Old H 1€ has dic )me 0 famil irned e â€"One. diamot 1e rIng wWa He couldn‘t ‘the gypsSV hought look s popular and esâ€" James MacLean ean, town engineer, rthday anniversary been ill for about 1l i hid my glasses!" in his hands and I told you..I en the gypsy he ing,‘ I had a gun idea in my noodle h a smart one so and I boast to ughts has did for look what new ‘ me! It has cost llars and it‘s not Oi, I‘m a ruined I‘m better anyâ€" his is my birthâ€" hould observe i my friends ant >, and you know ses for a while neriff was just ge was to be I‘l YpSV ldn‘t see it very ‘psy a real ring He forgot that d in the showâ€" ind it‘s a darn ing was real all d4, vou‘qg think is Sstill the was well a h birth heriff real," the unâ€"| i1 strong He can . Tlâ€" Ti 11 "A short funeral service was held at Timmins Monday, after which the reâ€" mains were brought to the home of her sister, Mrs. Wilson Blackwell, Cobden, from which place the funeral was held vesterday afternoon. Service was held at the house by Rev. Mr. Stillman of Grace United Church, Cobden, assisted by Rev. Mr. Crawford of Ottawa and Rev. Mr. Gervan of Greenwood. Inâ€" terment took place in Cobden cemetery. "Pallbearers were Messrs Harvey Haley, Geo. Smith, Mair Peever, D, C. McFarlane, Eric Edwards and FEarl Haley. "Mrs. Arscott made many friends both here and at Timmins and was much loved for her kirdly disposition. She was very active in the work of the United Church and will be mourned by a wide circle of friends. "Left to mourn, besides her husband and two children are four brothers and two sisters, Mrs. Wilson Blackwell, George Smith and Robt. Smith of Cobâ€" den, Joshn Smith, of Winnipeg, Alfred Smith of Detroit and Mrs. A. J. McNair of Saskatoon. One brother and one sister predeceased her some years ago. "The many floral tributes testified to the high esteem in which Mrs. Arscott was held." The Cobden Sun of July 18th, just to hand contains the following reference to the death and funeral of the late Mrs. John Arscott, of Timmins:â€" "There passed away in Timmins on Saturday, July 13th, a former Cobden resident in the person of Mrs. John Arscott, aged 39 years. She was forâ€" merly Miss Mabel Smith, daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Smith of Cobden. She recsived her early educaâ€" ticn hereand later entered‘ the teaching professicn and taught in schools in this section and in Northern Ontario. Six years ago she was united in marriage at Winnipeg to Mr. John Arscott. FPollowing marriage they resided in Timmins, where their two children were born, Gerald Irving, aged four; and Shirley Joan, born a week ago. Funeral at Cobden of the Late Mrs. John Arscott recovered later. The Frederickhouse river at the spot where the drownings cecured is swift and treacherous, with undercurrents and muddy water. The Upton family were in the North under the provincial land settlernent plan.. Rev. Dr. Peter Bryce, who is well known in this district had taken a special interest in the establishment of the Upton family on the farm. John Upton had served cverseas and suffered from shellshock, but had recovered and had been duly accepted by the land settlement board. He was making good on the farm near Cochrane. Now it is thought that the farm will have to be abandoned as Mrs. Upton can not carry 1t on alone. The late Mr. Upton is survivied by a young son, in addition to the bereaved widow. â€" Three broâ€" thers and four sisters, all resident in Toronto, also survive. The other two drownings on Wedâ€" nesday last near Cochrane were in the Mattagami river near Smooth Rock Falls, when Paul Jacobs, aged 12, and Frank Jacobs, aged 14, lost their lives. The two brothers were in swimming when they got into difficulties in the water. The two bodies were recovered later. A diver was necessary to bring one of the bodies to the surface after dragging operations had failed. The Jacocbs boys are survived by their parâ€" ents living near Rock Falls, as well as by three brothers and five as well sisters. gcood swynmer and soon was in trouble in the water himself and Albert Taylcr, a neighbour, then tried to save the father and son. Mr. Taylor als> found the river too much for hitg. All three men were drowned. The bodies were recovered later. The Frederickhouse river at the spot where the drownings Five Drowned Near Cochrane Last Week ind Neighbour Lose Trying to Save Boy Two Bovs Drowned drownings rous, with ater. the North settlerment who is In another column The Speaker had the following réference:â€"*"On Wednesâ€" day morning of last week Mr. William Jack passed away in Timmins, death coming rather suddenly to this wellâ€" known resident of the North. Deceased _ The New Liskeard Speaker last week .had two different references to the late William Jack, whose death at Timmins was referreq to recently in these columns. The Englehart correspondâ€" ent of The Speaker had the following: "The remains of the late William Jack, a former resident of this town, arrived here at noon, July 19th, from Timmins where he had resided for some time past. Mrs. Jack and her son Reginald and daughter Miss Muriel accompanied the remains here for the funeral which took place at 2.30 p.m. to the muniâ€" cipal cemetery. Deceased leaves to mourn his passing, besides his, wife, one son, Reginald Jack, of New Lisâ€" keard, and one daughter, Miss Muriel, of Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan, and Thomas Jack, of Timmins, also a sisâ€" ter. Quite a number of his old friends from around Heaslip were present at the interment. At the reqhest of friends the casket was opsned at the grave. William Jack was in his fiftyâ€" fifth year and had not been in good health since an accident he had about a year ago, when he was hit by a car while crossing the street at Timmins." Funeral Services Held for Wm. Jack at Englehart CARL STRYKER Doing the milkingâ€"but a dangerous job. Carl Stryker is shown holding the head of a deadly king cobra and forcing the reptile to pour out its venom into the receptable. The cobra was milked to supply venom forâ€" a serum prepared by Dr. Samuel Peck of Mount Sinai Hospital, New York. The serum is used to lessen pain of cancer, halt hemorrhages and in treatment of bleeding diâ€" sease, haemophilia, One cubic cenâ€" timetre of poison was drawn from the ~snakeâ€"enough for 1,500 doses of serum. Milking a Cobra Blairmore Enterprise: If the printâ€" ing of crime news makes criminals, why doesn‘t the printing of recipes make gosd cooks? Note:â€"Gross income represents the actual receipts from the Royal Canaâ€" dian Mint after deductims made on behalf of the Dominion Government amounting to $105,587.58. For the same period last year the following are the figures:â€"gross inâ€" come, $2,052,451.73, this year‘s quarter showing a decrease of $17,556.13; costs, including development, $858,566.42, an increase this year of $81,355.65, approâ€" priation for taxes, $166,300.97, increase this years of $22,833.76; depreciation, $75,850.25, increase this year over last of total costs, $1,100,717.64; an increase for the quarter this year, of $112,064.60; net income after depreâ€" ciation, $951,734.09, a decrease this year of $129,620.73 for the quarter. The earnings per share for the quarâ€" ter ending June 30th, 1935, are $1.93, as compared with $1.19 for the same quarâ€" ter last year, a decrease of 16 cents. iIncluding development, $939,9822.07; apâ€" propriation for taxes, $189,134.73; deâ€" preciation, $83,725.44; total wcosts, $1,â€" 212,782.24; net income after depreciaâ€" tion, $822,113.36. some ten years and served in the fieldj in France. A son who enlisted about the same time was killed in France. The late Alfred Sanderson is survived by a widow, one son and one duughwr.! FORMER NIPISSING CENTRAL He moved to Kirkland Lake after the]| CARS PUT TO UNUSUAL USES war and for some years carried on| | business in the Lake Shore town, but' The street railway cars of the Nipisâ€" ue of late years lived retired. !sing \Central line running for years beâ€" im tweert Cobalt and New Liskeard have Quarterlv Statement of ;been sold:to Dan Helens, of North Coâ€" balt.» The line was torn up and disâ€" » McIntyre Porecupine Mines} moygieq some time ago on the idea of C my. : ; 18 t be The following is the quarterly carnâ€" flsgg?by} M?'nefliieg;c aCSM: :z:l;;(l)i‘:)eb(st:g pine Mmp.s for the three months enaâ€" l ing as touxist lodges K. e m * fT 2A Bs makl Mn mt c le The following is the quarterly earn ings statement of the MciIntyre Porcu pine Mines for the three months ena ing June 30th, 1935, as issued last week Gross income for first quarter, endâ€" ing June 30th, 1935, $2,034,895.60; costs Alfred Sanderson, a pioneer of Kirk-i land Lake, died at his home there last week at the ago of 75 years, after a long illness. He suffered a stroke some days previously and failed to rally,. He was born in Yorkshire and came to Canada 30 years ago, later moving his family here. He followed his occuâ€" pation as shoemaker first at Montreal, then moving to Haileybury where he‘ stayed for seven years. He enlisted in the 159th Battalion by altering his age PIONEER OF KIRKLAND LAKE PAs®Es AT THE AGE OF 7 of that town. lhere are wUso (wWo Dro«â€" thers, Ttomas Jack, Timmins, and Hugh Jack, Heaslip, and one sister, Mrs. McBride, also of Heaslip. A sister and a trother prédeceased him soms years ago. The sincere sympathy of their many friends is extended to the sorâ€" rowing family in their bereavement." Surface wtork to date has exposed sevâ€" eral wellâ€"mineralized veins, and diaâ€" mond drilling has proved their perâ€" sistence to |depth as well as locating a new gold-gbearing vein which yielded commercial ‘assays over good mingable widths. ‘ In a wire to the head office of Edgeâ€" creek Consol.dated Gold Mines from the property in the Beattyâ€"Munro disâ€" trict, it is shated that surface exploraâ€" tion work in the zmew area exposed a wellâ€"mine ralized vein previously cut at depth in the No. 18 drill hole. Furâ€" ther trenching through a swamp opened up considsable quartz on which 2 test pit is‘ now being sunk. Several samples have been taken and shipped for assay. Good Resukts from Work at Edgecreek Gold Mines New Ontario Machine Works Cor. Spruce First, Timmins When driving through drop in at the "Daiffodil." You‘ll find it a pleasant spot to enjoy tea, ice cream or luncheon. You‘ll appreâ€" clate this newly decorated tea room with its cheery atmosphere and cogy priâ€" vacy. 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