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"So we telephoned for the doctor and I also telephoned Captain Norman beâ€" cause he was expecting to meet us in London on our return. We did what we could for Mr. Warden. I released Bates and that‘s about all I can tell you." "Has Mr. Warden told you how he was attacked?" Chilcott said. "Not yet, but he may have said someâ€" thing to Miss Grant." "It looks to me as if Bates will be the valuable witness," Chilcott said. Peter shook his head. "Bates, I‘m sorry to say, was drunk," h> replied. "He tells me he went to sleep in a chair in the kitchen and woke to find himself tied up like a mummy. He struggled ang the chair fell over. I heard the crash and went and cut him loose." Chilecott frownsd. "Bates must have been pretty badly soused if he never even felt them tying him up," he remarked. "You don‘t think he could be the guilty party, Mr. Hasâ€" tings?" "T‘d bes glad to hear, sir," said the sergeant. Peter launched out. He said little about the arrival of himself and Chrisâ€" tine; he simply told the sergeant that they had found Warden lying shot, and Bates tieq up in the kitchen. "Told him what I know. That ain‘t much. He‘s qspending on you and Miss Grant for the story." ‘"Yes, but suppose they ask where we came from?" "We‘d simply ‘been for a drive toâ€" getherâ€"say to Aylesbury." "But you were at Cranham," objectâ€" ed Peter. "I met you at Aylesbury," said Chrisâ€" tine, "and picked you up." "But I‘m supposed to have been to Cranham, too." Christine began to look worried. "We must chance it, Christine," Peéetéer went on quickly. "Stick to the story that you picked me up at Aylesâ€" bury. T‘ll phone Blandy toâ€"morrow and tell him not to mention that he saw me at Cranham. A good fellow, Blanâ€" dy, and he can keep his mouth shut. Besides, the question may not come up at all. Now I‘ll go down." He went down to find the sergeant and Bill seated over the fire in the diningroom, and talking hard. Evidentâ€" ly they wers on good terms. "How‘s Warden?" Bill asked. "Better. He‘s come round. But I don‘t think he‘s fit to talk much yet. Have you told the sergeant what happened?" The sergeant made no objection so Peter took the nurse up to Warden‘s room which Christine had already managed to tidy. Christine shook hands with the nurse, and talked to her for a few moments. Then she followed Peter out of the room. "‘The sergeant‘s here," Peter whisâ€" pored. "Bill says he‘ll want to question us separately, and our stories have got to match. Am I supposed to have come here with you?" Christine looked startled. "I thought we told the doctor we "Dr _ Sankey informs me that there has been an att@empted murder in this house," said the sergeant, whose name was Chilcott. "Are you Mr. Hastings?" "I am," said Peter. "Come in, Serâ€" geant. I‘m glad you have brought the nurse." He turned to Bill who had folâ€" lowed him into the hall. "This is Capâ€" tain Norman. Sergeant. He.can â€" be telling you the details while I take the nurse upstairs." CHAPTER XXâ€"â€""WAIT AND SEE." The sergeant who stepped in out of the streaming rain was tall and stiff. There was a second arrival, a neatâ€" looking little woman in a long, blue nurse‘s cloak . THURSDAY, MARCH 36TH 1936 Always the Same FA!Wdys the Best "I always use Quaker Flour and the Quaker €(l$)l MCthOd Of Bakillg’ ”says Mrs. J. Whitmore, Dauphin, Man. Quaker Flour is made by the makers of the famous Quaker Oats . . . the oats chosen by specialists for the world‘s most beloved babies, the Dionne Quintuplets. But in the meantime, order Quaker Flour from your grocer today ... it‘s ideal for every one of your favourite recipes. It you‘re not, send the coupon now for your FREE copy of the booklet about the Quaker Easy Method of Baking. It tells you how to bake better, more delicious bread and rolls, without kneading . .. without setting a sponge overnight. © Are you among the thousands of Western Canada‘s finest cooks, who, like Mrs. Whitmore, have disâ€" covered this wonderfully better way to bake? PP Always the Same Always the for Bread, Cakes and Pastry "I+ saves so much time, trouble and work and 1 find I get more uniform and better results." CHLISTINE ‘Baking tests in our experimental kitchens, under actual household condimons show that Quaker Flour a the er Method of Easy Baking produce sati aaory results. The loaf has good shape, color and Havor. Chatelaine Institute. elen Cam ® Chatelaine Institute Commends Quaker Flout and Quaker Method of Easy Baking "Then we‘ll all stay," Bill said briefâ€" ly, and the sergeant nodded and took his leave. After the car drove away Bill cam» oack into the diningroom, sat down and began leisurely to fill his pipe. "We hadn‘t considereq the question," Peter told him. "I shall stay," said Christine. "The nurse will need help, and I don‘t think Bates can do much in the way of cookâ€" ing or nursing." Peter gave Cranham as his address, and Christine, Glenfarne. "Will you be going back to London toâ€"night?" was the sergeant‘s final question. AÂ¥ViA1, AI1ld@aovillE.s, Ui1€ sCIBCdAILL SAUlCG. "The doctor will tell me when I can question Mr. Warden. Before I go I will take your names and addresses if you please. You will be needed as witâ€" nesses if we make an arrest." Chileott took out a notebook. "I can‘t do anything more here toâ€" night, Mr. Hastings," the sergeant said. "You told Bates what to say?" Bill whispered, and Peter nodded. In a few minutes Chilcott was back. "Bates was drunk right enough," he said drily. "What is the man, Mr. Hasâ€" tings? He looks like a bruiser.‘" "I believe he was a pug and that Mr. Warden pulled him out of some trouâ€" ble." "In the kitchen," said Peter. "Shall T ‘ting for him?" "No, Mr. Hastings, T‘ll go through." Peter showed him the way and came back. ‘"No. He is too dazed to say much. Now he is asleep." "A funny business," said the serâ€" geant slowly, "but of course there are queer folk wandering about the forest, especially this time of year. I‘ll see the man Bates, if you please. Where is he?" like? "This is Miss Grant, Sergeant Chilâ€" cott," Peter said. "Christine, the serâ€" geant wants to know if Mr. Warden has told you anything about the attack on him." All three men rose. In some miracuâ€" lous way Christine had . manageg to smarten herself un and to look as neat and fresh as if she had just come out of her own bedroom, and Peter saw the look of admiration in the sergeant‘s eyes as she came forward. Small as she was, Christine had a wonderful degree of natural qgignity. If ‘she had been in rags no one could have misâ€" taken her for anything but a gentleâ€" woman. / f At this moment t Christine walked in All three m*n ros "You can put that out of your head, Sergeant. He‘s devoted to his master. Besides, he was properly tied up, and the knots were round at his dack where he couldn‘t have tied them himself." search Did he has yet ‘been mads." say what the man looked (Copyright) the door opened and "I must go to town ‘ said Peter reâ€" luctantly "Of course you must." said Chrisâ€" tine. ‘"You‘ll have to find out whether Warden has been impersonating you. You can also call for my suitcase, and you can qo some shopping. I simply must have sheets and towels, and we need a quantity of stores. Warden and Bates seem to have lived on bacon and eggs and tinned beef. T‘ll give you "How long are you staying?" Bill asked bluntly. "Until he is fit to be moved," replied Christine, an answer which made both men stare at her. But they did not argue. They knew Christine too well for that. _ Christine herself was busy upstairs, but came down to ask Peter to fetch her car, Bill went with him, and they brought it up, and housed it as best they could. Christine had managed to get three bedrooms habitable, and an hour later they had all gone up. Chrisâ€" tine had offereq to take the place at four in the morning but the nurse who, like the rest, had fallen under Christine‘s spell, refused, and Christine, dead tired, slept right through until Bates thumped on her door at eight next morning. The rain belt passed in the night, and the sun shone into the gloomy diningâ€" room when the four met for breakfact. Bates had achieved a large dish of baâ€" con and eggs, there was even toast, and Christine herself had made the tea. "How‘s Warden?" Peter asked. “Doing well, nurse says," Christine answered. "I‘m relieving her after breakfast." ‘"Another of Christine‘s conquests saigq Bill with a grin. To their surprise they found Bates busy with a scrubbing brush, soap and hot water, cleaning the kitchen. What was more, he was doing it quite willâ€" ingly. "Don‘t quite see what he can do. I‘m on to his little games with Vidal and Co. He won‘t get much more out of them." Bill took his pipe out of his mouth. "I don‘t know what he‘ll do, Peter," he said, and for once he spoke very clearly, angq without any of his usual drawl. "But take it from me, he‘ll do somethingâ€"and it won‘t be nice." "Oh, don‘t croak," returned Peter. "Have a drink, then let‘s help Christine to fix things up. Bates is asout as much use as a sick headache.‘" "But he won‘t know. Odds are he‘s cleareq out of England. altogether,‘ ‘"Don‘t â€"you believe it. I know Lanâ€" yon‘s sort. He‘ll disguise himself and lie low a bit until he sees which way the cat‘s jumped. Just as soon as he finds the police aren‘t aft@r him he‘ll be on the job again." "You watch out, young fella," said Bill drily. "Soon as Lanyon finds Warâ€" den‘s still alive he‘s going to make a lot. more â€"trouble." Bill break "And finished down the stairs shining. *"Lanyo finish me,. Bill." "She‘s a marvel would think she h toâ€"day?" s "Trust a woman to tell a good story," he remarked. "You did fine, Christine." Christine frowned. "I hate telling lies, Bill, but when I do I make a good job of it. Now I must go and see about beds and food. This is a dreadful house." "Pretty bad," agreed Bll. "Don‘t bother about me. T‘ll doss on the couch in the other room." And Christine went Ooff. ish me, Bill." ill nodded. "Pity the blighter ak his neck," he gr}mted. That will be a job for me nvon wa el," ;sAiq â€" "Who had driven 250 miles by throwing Lanyon said Peter, his eyes comingâ€" up to THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TIMMINS, ONTARIO gqidn‘t said | Demand for Speed ‘ There is an insistent demand for | speed, not only in travel but in operaâ€" | tionsâ€"the prospector wishes to reach | points hundreds of miles from railhead Guelph Mercury:~â€"Injured Michigan couple wants to sue reckless driver whose mind, his lawyer claims, has been a blank since the accident. Only since the accident? l To the individual resident in one of theseâ€" remote mining communities a package of needles or a few pounds of fresh vegetables may be quite as imâ€" portant as is a shipment of machinery, with units large encugh to be of themâ€" selves one complete ‘plane load, to the mining executive. Between these exâ€" tremes lies that miscellaneous congloâ€" meration of goods and commodities lamounting' to over 16,000 000 pounds that during the past five years has travelled by the air route in Canadian | Airways ‘planes. In addition, well over |2,000,000 pounds of mail and 65,000 pasâ€" sengers have reached their distination lin similar manner. Quite true, not all of this traffic has been associated diâ€" rectly with mining, but apart from a small proportion of mail it may be taken for granted that most of it was destined for points in Canada‘s indusâ€" trial northland. One may search on the map in vain for the link that connects this centre of activity with the more populous citâ€" ies to the south Air routes are intangâ€" ible things and lHike other intangible things it is difficult to appraise their value, yet without them life is not. â€"the mining executive reads reports, and being from Missouri, wants to be shown, so an aerial survey is madeâ€" diamond drills and equipment equally cumbersome take wing to new locations â€"radio flashes out reports of progress, also peremptory demands for that something which is always overlooked â€"overnight an air service is instituted â€"air mail is demandedâ€"the fiying docâ€" tor expands his practiceâ€"the missionâ€" ary is no longer a sky pilot in figurative language onlyâ€"a Gank is establishedâ€" bullion is fiown outâ€"and behold, a new commiinity has come into being. ’ Now Normal Way | It is difficult within the scope of a | short article to apportion with justice | the value of air transport. From the first day on which the prospector took wing into virgin territoryâ€"territory which through its inaccessibility had never ‘seen subject to intensive searchâ€" right up ‘to the present time when everybody from mucker to manager thinks of the air route as the normal way in or out, nct a single article that enters into the life of a community, from its embryonic beginnings to the | day when it takes rank as a fullâ€"fledged | mining town, but is likely to have tkeen transported by air. Contact With Civilization ' Modern life with its peculiar and exacting demands for necessities and | supplies of all kinds for news, for | medical and spiritual aid, is equally insistent whether favourably or unâ€" favourably located with regard to railâ€" ! road or highway. The airplane alone is the instrument by which the disâ€" abilities and hazards of travel in such ‘ remote territories may be overcome. | (By W. B. BURCHALL) When discussing the rapid developâ€" ment of northern mining properties in Canada during the past ten years. it is ‘impossible to dissociate the subject from the equally spectacular increase | of air. transport facilities In the northland the airplane is the agent by which an uncomfortable jourâ€" ney of hundreds of miles dtvwindles to a comfortable nap, if one be so inclined, of a couple of hours. Air Transport Big â€"Assistance to Mines list. You can leave it at the stores on your way i and pick up the parâ€" cels as you corme back." Peter laughed. "At your service, madam." He turned to Bill. "What about you?" "Staying right h*re,." replied Bill briefly, and Peter felt relieved. Someâ€" how there was always the haunting fear of Lanyon at the back of his mind and now the revenge of that unpleasâ€" ant person would be directed against Christine as well as himself. Take any location map of Canadian mining properties and it is at once apparent ‘that throughout Northern Quebec, Northwestern Ontario, Central and Northern Manitoba, Northern Sasâ€" katchewan and the Northwest Terriâ€" tories there are numerous properties which today are well into the producâ€" tion stage, yet whose economic exploiâ€" tation would have been impossible were it not that transportation had been available. Northern Canada is a land in which until a decade ago the speed of canoe and dog team set the pace. Seasonal hazards also limited the scope of the prospector so that withâ€" out exaggeration it may be said that aerial transportation has proved to be the key to Canada‘s northern treasureâ€" house. Twenty minutes later he drove off, fully intending to get his work dons anq returning as soon as possible,. He grudged losing an hour of Christine‘s company, and was ready to be grateful even to Warden for being the cause of seeing her again. Bill, hands in pockets and pipe in mouth, watched him go, then turned to Christine. "What‘s the idea?" he asked in his quiet drawl. A little smile flickered across Christin®‘s face, "Wait and see," she answered deâ€" murely, and turned and went indoors. Bill watched her. "IT‘ll lay she‘s got something up her sleeve," he remarked to himself and went out to see to the cars, (TO BE CONTINUED) Without Aviation the Notâ€" able Development of the North a n d Northwest Would have Lagged. | "During the past week, The Timesâ€" Review office has been a clearing house for complaints about dogs. The noble canine has been execrated, villified and Just plain cussed by numerous people. The complaints have come from many sections of the town, north, west and south, and have been made for a numâ€" ber of reasons. The knowledge that a municipal dog pound is being erected on Jarvis street shoulg be a balim to th«e hearts of the hostile. Right now they have no hesitation in asserting that they like dogs in the abstract but loathe them in the garbage cans." "In the spring a young man‘s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love." So says the poet Tennyson. Just as truly, "In the spring lots of people‘s thoughts turn seriously to the fancy of dogs beâ€" ing a doggone nuisance," or words to that effect. The idea is so far from beâ€" ing postic tMat it doesn‘t make good rhyme. But every year about this time there is a popular pastime of cursing the dog. The whole idea is very conâ€" cisely phrased in the following little paragraph from Thse Timesâ€"Review, of Port Erie, Ont., last week:â€" OLD BELL AT HAILEYBURY sSQOLD FOR SCRAP RECENTLYV The bell given to the town of Haileyâ€" ! elaest brother, J. 1 bury by the city of Toronto after the rane, wore a beaut fire disaster of Oct. 4th, 1922, ana blue silk chiffon, fs which was used for sounding fire lines with a short t alarms and ringing the curfew was reâ€" Pleated sleeves, Sh cently sold by Haileybury for scrap. roses and liles of t The sale of the old bell netteq the town smart black taff $66.22. The bell was used for a numâ€" YE ber of years after it had been donated Mr. and Mrs. J. / to replace the bell lost in the fire, rane, Mr. and Mrs but afterwards was cracked and in turn Matheson, and Mrs. had to be replaced by the present bell. more, were witnesse Nearly Every Town has its Dog Problem These Days Millions of "Little Savings" Make Up Life Insurance Sharing in the protection and financial security of Life Insurance, are people from every walk in lifeâ€"including thouâ€" sands upon thousands of wage earners whose savings are necessarily small. That is why Life Insurance is rightly regarded as Canada‘s greatest coâ€"operative enterâ€" prise. IFF INSURANCE ASSETSâ€"large in the aggregate â€" actually consist of the "little savings" of more than 3,500,000 Canadian policyholders. The great majority of these policyholders are men and women of moderate means, whose thrift often involves personal sacrifice. Life Insurance G ut d ian 0/ Mr. and Mrs., J. M. Gauthier, Cochâ€" rane, Mr. and Mrs Fernando Gauthisr, Matheson, and Mrs. Joseph Leduc, Raâ€" valley adding a floral touch. The bride, given in marriage by her eldest brother, J. M. Gauthier, Cochâ€" rane, wore a beautiful gown of royal blue silk chiffon, fashioned in princess lines with a short train and accordionâ€" pleated sleeves. She carrieq Talisman roses and liles of the valley, and wore a smart black taffeta hat with nose veil. Rev, Father Led presence of immsdi couple. The houss pink with red rose valley adding a fl¢ A pretty house weddi nized at the home of t] ther, Pernando Gauthi when Miss Anita Gauth bride of Gordon Rathy son of Nelson Pretty Wedding Event at Matheson Last Week f Gordon Rathwell Bradshaw Mr. and Mrs. J.â€"C. Bradshaw ic officiateq in the ate réelatives of the decg@grations â€" were s and luilies of the These combined savings in Life Insurâ€" ance, which total more than Two Billion Dollars, are safely and profitably inâ€" vested so that every obligation to policyâ€" holders and beneficiaries may be promptâ€" ly and fully met. Day after day, year after year, the "little savings" in Life Insurance accomplish great things in aidâ€" ing the widows and fatherlessâ€"in eduâ€" cating childrenâ€"in making older men and women financially independent. Consider what your savings in Life Insurance mean to you and your depenâ€" dants, in protection and peaceâ€"ofâ€"mind. Then you can realize what millions of similar savings mean to the people of Canada. After the cereâ€" ing wWas S« the bride‘s Canadian Homes i°r, Matheson iler became the Many lovely gifts woere received by the couple prior to their marriage. Mr. and Mrs. Bradshaw left later for Montreal and <Toronto, the bride traâ€" | velling in a smart. ensemble of mul«â€" "berry wool crepe with patent leather : trimming and matching accessories. On | their return they will reside in Kirkâ€" land Lake. (London Humourist) "Weight put on by overâ€"indulgence in maited liquors can be taken off by a seriscs of reducing exercises," says a doctor. No. 1â€"Move the head firmly from side to side when somebody sugâ€" gests another half pint. HOW TO REDUCE FROM THE EFFECTS OF DRINKING BEER mony a wedding breakfast was served to relatives, while dinner tcok place at 2 o‘clock to a large gathâ€" ering. Receivirg the guests was Mrs. F. A. Gauthier, sisterâ€"inâ€"law of the bride, who wore a becoming blue crepe frock.