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"YOU‘RE A WONDER!" ‘ Brocklebank in a state of excited speculation, discussed the same quesâ€" tion with himself. He looked forward to a thoroughly interesting developâ€" ment at 4 a.m. which would get the selfâ€" confident Mr., Worthâ€" guessing much harder than he had made other peoâ€" ple guess. "Bill Brocklebank," he told himself, "vou‘re a hulking great blunderhead, but you certainly do have the devil‘s own luck! If you play your cards right, my boy, you‘ve got a straight flush. But, Bill, if any one of ‘em discovers that you‘re on this lugger before the psychological moment arrives, your hand goes west. Now, think hard!" 04 ces 6 io if ) cesmm h i6 it t 30 mm( 9 -Brocâ€"klebank knit his brows in the darkness for several minutes while the murmuring next door continued. If his presence were revealed before Worth had gone so far with his advenâ€" ture that he could not draw back, it would be the simplest thing in the world to run for the shore and dump Mr. Brocklebank. Whereas, if he made h‘s appearance only when the police boat came upâ€"as it certainly wouldâ€"to find out the reason for this rendezvous in the North Sea, he, Brocklebank would be in absolute command of the situation.. Worth would be unaware that the police knew he was on board. The police would be unaware that he possessed the secret of Worth‘s intenâ€" tions. He held all the cards that mattered. The murmuring had ceased. A rustling noise close to his right ear. Brocklebank turned his head to the crescent of light. A spill of paper waggled up and down. He seized it, constituted his photographer‘s hood again, switched on his torch, and read: "You‘re a wonder. You understand the planâ€"to take us on board a ship, the Persiirtimon, off the Nore. If this comes off I fear we‘ve lostâ€"unless you have been able to take extraordinary measures ashore. What do you advise? .: C.: Brocklebank wrote on the back rOte : "Advise all wise people to go to bed till four o‘clock. Only thing that can stop us winning the war is false step now. Do nothing. Agree to everything except to go on board before I turn up. When you see me register surâ€" prise and nothing else. On these conâ€" ditions we‘ve got ‘em beat. You‘ll proâ€" bably see some fun. Bandit‘s homage to Pamela. Pass this back; it might be dangerous for you to have it while Briges and Norrie and Rovigo are about. After 4 aim. I guess we shall be uit of them." THURSDAY. JANUARY i 4TH, 1937 Brocklebank foKGed the paper and passed it through. It came back with a pencilled scrawl across it in Pamela‘s writing: "O.K. Bandit." He switched off his light and composed himself to await eventsâ€"â€"and involuntarily comâ€" posed to sleep . .. The sudden absence of vibration woke himâ€"as he thought almost immeâ€" diately. The bow of light had gone. He was in pitchâ€"darkness, and in siâ€" lience save for the lap of water along the boat‘s side. He flashed the lamp for an instant upon his watch. A quarâ€" ter to four! He had slept for more than three Mout The first openingy of by a thud going well; "Like dear vicar on .:. .""C A knock on a cabin doot volce: "Who‘s there?" "Sorry to disturb your beauty sleep, Pamela. But all change here. Get ready in five minutes will you? Then come along to George‘s room." The footsteps went away ... Brocklebank heard sounds of moveâ€" ment in both the cabins, but himself made none. The boat, having lost way. began to sway a little. . Stubbs‘ door opened: Stubbs‘ fooisteps passed aft. Pamela‘s door opened. Brocklebank‘s ears tingled as she raised her voice in the refrain of a songâ€" "Say au revoir, but not goodbyeâ€"â€"~ Daring Pamela! A third door opened hurriedly. "Pamela! I must request you not to sing at this hour of the night. It‘s not sing at this hour of the night decert. â€" Besidesâ€"anyhow, pl up. Bring your traps along t quick and quiet." trembled and ly the noises bledâ€"as If â€" large surface again. He h bang. Some trembled and moved y the noises of the boat‘s motion douâ€" bledâ€"as if echoing back from some large surfaceâ€"and the engine stopped again. He heard a hail. He heard a bang. Someone above his head said "All fast." A bump on the boat‘s side rattled his teeth on his head. She Pack up, Charles, and be ready." Very well, Henry. Is everything 9t engine can sound to reach him was the the bulkhead door, followed of footsteps down the narâ€" Chat urb your beauty sleep all change here. Ge inutes will you? Ther reorge‘s room." went away ... se to ms right ear. his head to the A spill of papet n. He seized it collection for ;hc But get a move AUTHOR OF "THE MAN WITH THE SQUEAKY VOICE," ETC Copyright ?amela is wayâ€" | "You ne« it stopped. Brocklebank scrambled to his knees, gently turned the key in the door of the flat, and pushed it open an inch. He pulled out one of his revolvers. A bulkâ€" head light shone in the passage. It was empty. He squeezed through. The door at the end of the alleyway was closed. Gun in hand he crept aft to it and, with his left hand on the handle, listened. Animated talk was going on autside. "Anything in reason, Henry," Harriâ€" sonâ€"Clifford was saying, "but I absoâ€" lutely refuse to let Pamela try to get up that ladder. Either you have a proper gangway shipped or we stay where we are." "But it‘s a mere nothing, Georgeâ€" and we‘te in a hurry. _ Pamelaâ€"you aren‘t going to jib at that?" Worth‘s voice,agitated. "I‘m certainly not going to climb a rope ladder to oblige you, Henry. Why should I?" PameIia s voOICe, Wilil lillilbL JUL ment in it. "Well. I hate to coerce you, Pamela â€"or you, George," said Worth. . "But we‘te in force and you‘re notâ€"Eh?" Worth broke off to answer a hail. What‘s tbhat?" Broc}:lebank strained ears to catch the reply. The voice was distant; he heard detached wordsâ€""came up withâ€" out light . .. less than a quarter of a mile . ... _ hurry .. " Brocklebark pushed the door wide open, and took a second gun from his coat pocket. Norrie and the man whom Brocklebark had last seen as a shadow rolling down a grassy bank were comâ€" ing out of the darkness under the tall black side of a ship towering above the starboard side of the boat. Brockleâ€" bark stepped out. On the port side clustered in the well of the boat were Pamela and her uncle, Worth and Stubbs. Brocklebank‘s voice raspedâ€"â€" "Norrie and Briges will stay where they are!" "Good God!â€"you?" cried Worth. _ _ ‘"*Hold your tongue, Worth!" said ‘"I‘m in command here. Briggs!" he barked, "let that line alone if you want to live. hereâ€"pronâ€" o : .. . Aurry . . â€" "Now then, Pamela," ‘said Worth. "Look slippy. If not, Norrie ard Briggs will sling you up." "You don‘t dare, Henry!" "Don‘t I? You see! Here, Briggs, Norrieâ€"â€"" Briggs shuffied the three steps to him. "Pass in, Briggs. Make any disturbâ€" ance and you‘re for it." Briggs slunk past him through the bulkhead doorway. "First door on the left, Briggs, and shut it after you. Norric, come here. First door on the right and shut it after you. Mr. Harrison,‘ have the goodness to lock them in . . . Rovigo! ... I see you. Leave the engine alone. Coms here!" 4 A figure which had been stooping beâ€" hind the wheel rose and approached. "Pass in, Rovigo," said Brocklebank "Second door on the right. Hurry, you skunk. hurry! Mr. Harrisonâ€"lock him "Put your guns away, Brocklebank." said Worth. "What do you want?" "Firstâ€"hail that man on the Perâ€" simmon and tell him if he casts off he‘ll be shot." "wWANT ANY HELP" All eyes were raised to the rail of the ship where, under a hurricane light a man stood with the end of a line in his hand and several heads showed gazing down into the boat. "Steady on there!" cried Worth. "Thev‘re coming round the stern now, "Aye, aye, sir‘!" "Now, Worthâ€"you‘ve minute before the polic Here are my terms: you SIT bank the Pet Cliffortd 10 to me.‘ Brocklebank reacred the stern sheets just as a hail came from the water, and a launch without lights came alongside s O arself{. Here they are board the ship or not *T CS. my empiloymen 5 or noâ€"quick How can I. B po hit my terms: you C mmon. and take and his niece on voice, with a hint of amuseâ€" no!" Brocklebank insisted. t worry a damr about being The police want ‘en for #s. Anyhow, you can‘t help [ere they are. Do vou want as well, and o deal with I. Brocklebank nins inds you‘ve got about a police come aboard. : you can go on board d take Mr. Harrisonâ€" ece on condition that and that you leave | with these fellows. ongue and leave it ‘ roared Brockleâ€" tand by the ladâ€" ; mm @f t mm (§ § n with a swirl. "Ahoyâ€"motorâ€"boat! What _ motor boat is that?" "Make fast, Mr. Weston, and come aboard," said Brocklebank. you, sir? Want any help?" "No. éome by yourself, Mr. We ton." A boathook hitched on the gunwale An athletic figure in uniform came OveI the side, ard stood in the cockpit . . . "Well, I‘m jiggered!" said Weston when Brocklebank had hurriedly given him the facts and outlined his plan. "You think that‘s safe, sir?" "Absolutely, if you send my message to Lord Brownwood., and if you‘ll pull in those three da‘inned rascals for someâ€" thing or other. I don‘t want them on the trip." “Rigilto, Mr. Brocklebank. We‘ll find enough in their lurid past to keep ‘em quiet anyway." "You understand that the essence o the thing is to let everything go on aSs if nothing had happened? Not a whisâ€" per of failure, and not a hint thqt I‘m on board?" "That‘s all right, sir.‘"‘ "Then come and be introduced to the passengers." They went amidships to the well, where four people stood silent with a row of faces looking down on them from above. "This;" said Brocklebank, ‘"is Mr. Westorn, of the Thames Police. Mr. Worth, Harrisonâ€"Clifford, Miss Harrisonâ€"Clifford." Weston saluted politely. "I understand you have orders for the steamer Persimmon, sir." he said to Worth, "and that you and this lady and gentleman propose to join her as guests of the captain?" "That‘s so," Worth answered. "You hired this boat to bring you *YCs.‘ "I presume you have passports and embarkation permits, and everything‘s in order. not concerning myself about that. But I wish to see the capâ€" tain, and if you‘ll go on board now, I‘ll follow you. Baggage?" "These few things," said Worth, pointing to the halfâ€"dozen cases on the deck. "Ahoy, there!" Weston called. "Send down a sling for the baggage." When"the sling was lowered it was Weston who neatly rove it about the bags and called out "Heave!" And it was Weston who summoned one of his men to help him steady the ladder as the whiteâ€"faced Stubbs timorously facâ€" ed the ascent. Harrisonâ€"Clifford next, and then Pamela, who went up nimblâ€" est ofâ€" them â€" all.~â€" Brocklebank next. Worth was about to go. Weston deâ€" tained him. "Before you leave sir, I want a note of the names and identities of the perâ€" sons embarking." Weston produced notebook and penâ€" cil and stood where the light of the hurâ€" ricane lamp ‘fell on his paper. "Myself," said Worth. "Henry Worth of 215, Chapel Court; Mr. Charles Ferâ€" raby of the same address. It‘s a busiâ€" ness address, officer," as Weston looked doubtful. "Mr. ‘George Harrisonâ€"Clifâ€" ford, of Bystock House, Caterham; Miss Pamela Harrisonâ€"Clifford, his niece, who lives in Nottingham Gardens, Chelsea; Mr. William Brocklebankâ€" but I‘m afraid I can‘tâ€"â€"" | "Ah, yes," said Weston, shutting up his book, "I know all about Mr. Brockleâ€" bank. Now, Mr. Worth, if you‘ll go upâ€"â€"â€"* "What about the boat, officer?" ‘"This boat? Oh, you can leave it to me, Mr. Worth. I shall look after the boatâ€"and after Mr. Briggs, too. Make your mind quite easy about that!" CHAPTER XV DAWN OFF THE FORELAND When Brocklebank turned out of a spotless bunk in the morning, so much as he could see of the world through his porthole looked cheery. It must be the Channel and not the North Sea, for Brocklebark‘s berth being on the port side of the ship, and the sun being alâ€" most dead astern, the ship was unâ€" doubtedly travelling west. Brocklebank had expectec what he had not expected w would be travelling so fast. Calculating her speed, he put it at eighteen knots. Pretty hot stuff, the good ship A little more than his fancy had painted her. It had not been possible to see much in the darkness when they embarked. With George and Pamela, and Stubbs, bhe had waited at the gangway while Worth and Weston talked below. Then Worth had cone on board, spoken to one of the two officers who looked curiâ€" ously on at this unconventional emâ€" barkation, and first Pamela and then George had been invited to go to their rooms. Stubbs was taken off next. Brocklebank, asked to go, decided to t m ) t mm t 14 â€"..â€"uâ€"llâ€"..-.' tha THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE. TIMMINS, ONTARIO but stay where he was for the present, and Worth shrugged his shoulders and acâ€" quiesced. Weston, having adjusted things to : his liking on Mr. Briggs‘ boat, nipped up the ladder and informed the world that he would see the capliain. He reâ€" { turned in five minutes. "Mr. Worth," said he, "I wish to have a word with Mr. Brocklebank in priâ€" vate," and he led Brocklebank aside. "A queer go, sir," said he. ‘"This is an American ship, and I‘ve no right even to be on board. Captain very polâ€" ite and all that, but just a bit niffed: seems to wonder what the devil the Thames police have got to do with him. I‘ve not asked to see papers or anyâ€" thing. Just explained that I don‘t like Mr. Briggs‘ face, and got away with that. Sure you want to go on, Mr. Brocklebank? Shan‘t I take you back?" Brocklebank was sure he wanted to zo on: all the more so because of what Mr. Weston told him. He watched Weston go over the side, and said to him in a loud voice as he reached Mr. Briggs‘s deck. "Be sure to let Lord Brownwood know where I a‘m, Weston." "Ave, aye, sir," said Weston. Then Brocklebank turned pleasantly to Worth and said he was ready. He had been installed in this jolly cabin before the Persimmon‘s engines began to turn. A steward brought him a whiskey and soda and sandwiches, which he wolfed down. The steward came again with some pyjamas and Mr. Worth‘s compliment. It was then close on five o‘clock. He had slept four hours. He heard seven bells go, and immediâ€" ately the steward entered to inquire what he would like for breakfast and whether he would take it in his room or in the saloon? And here were a dressâ€" ing gown and some shaving tackleâ€"also with Mr. Worth‘s conmplimentsâ€"andâ€" in fact, Mr. Worth was apparently otut to provide everything that Brocklebank could need except shirts and collars; owing to that beef and brawn of his, were not in Mr. Worth‘s repertory. He remarked to the steward that the ship seemed to be shifting. "Yes, she‘s .got <a decent: turn of speed," the man answered; "used to be on the service between New York and the Bahamas." "Indeed?" said Brocklebank. (TO BE CONTINUED) British Millionaire (Generous in Giving Benefactions of Lord Nuf- field Have Become a Proâ€" verb in Britaimn In recert issues of The Advance there | have been references to Lord Nuffield â€"chiefly in regard to generous donaâ€" tions he has made to wor hy causes.. Some readers have asked for sone parâ€"> ticulars in regard to this remarkable: man, but such particulars appear diffiâ€" cult to secure. He receives little menâ€" tion in works of reference. In The Globe and Mail on Tuesday ‘this week,. nowever, there was the followinzg arâ€" ticle by J. V. McAree, that may be of interest:â€" | "With the exception of the siateâ€" ments arising out of the King‘s abdiâ€" cation and the predictions of the sports experts before the Louisâ€"Schmeling fight the inost remarkable thing we have read in the resent months was a short speech by Lord Nuffield. He was at a meeting held to discuss plans for or make acknowledgement of a gift of £1,250,000 he had made to Oxford Uniâ€" versity to assist medical research. When ‘the time came for him to speak he arose and said something like this: "While I have been sitting here the thought has occurred to me that the gift of which such kindly mention has been made might not ‘be quite large enough for the purposes I had in mind. It seems to me it would be a great pity if these plans should fail of their full achievement because of the lack of a few thousand pounds. So I have decided to increase the gift to £2,000,000." It struck us that Lord Nuffield, of whom we were hearing for the first time, must be rather a remarkable person and since then we have been on the lookout for some biographical data about him. s i x l Bicyole Repairer | "We have found very little. We supâ€" | pose the reason is that Lord Nuffieldi is such a celebrated character in Engâ€" land that it would seem ridiculous to tell anything about him except as new instances of his generosity arise. So all we know is the amount of his publici benefices, ‘the fact that he is 59 years old and that he began his career mendâ€" ing bicycles at a few shillings a week. It was by way of a bicycle shop that the Wright brothers created the aviaâ€" tion industry. Lord Nuffield might be called the Henry Ford of England. He was born William Morris and his larâ€" gesse to Oxford is probably due to Lhei fact that he received his education in Oxfordshire. But it was not in any of the storied colleges. It was in the paroâ€" chial school at Cowley for he went early to work as a bicycle repairer. We infer that he prospered greatly because after the war he began to manufacture cars on mass production principles. We co not know anything about the Morrisâ€" Cowley cars but our guess is that they are moderately priced. Princely Giver "Later he bought the controlling inâ€" terest in the Wolseley Motor Company for £730,000. The companies he controls have an annual turnover of £20,000,000 and he has 15,000 employees. He was created a baron in 1929 and becamse a peer in 1934. Lord Nuffield has no heir. That may be one of the reasons that he has become by far the largest public benefactor in England. In 1936 he disâ€" tributed £6,340,000. A little more than a month ago he distributed shares to the value of £2,125,000, among his emâ€" ployees, and it was only a few days beâ€" fore that his princely endowment for‘ Oxford had been announced. Earlier in the year he had given away about another million dollars to miscellaneous charities. In the tenâ€"year period endâ€" ing in 1935 it has been estimated that his public benefactions amounted to more than £1,000,000, made up as folâ€" lows:â€" Radcliffe Infirmary, Oxford ...£148,000C To Prevent Child Cripples :.... 125,000 St. Thomas‘ Hospital, London . 104,000 Wingsfield Orthopedic Hospital 70,000 Guy‘s Hospital, London ....... 65,000 Crippled New Zealand Children 60,000 Bummghdm Hospital Centre ... 52,000 v*pi“c' Australian Children .. 50,000 Giving to the Poor "Buit the most striking gift of all was made about a fortnight ago, when ; te announced that £2,000,000 had been given to relieve conditions in what are known as the special areas. It was in a special area that Edward VIHI a few months ago said that something would special in the sense that they have not ! | | | | | | | E | shared in the prospgerity .which is more } general in England toâ€"day thnan |for , many years. They are districts in which the manufacturing industries that once supported them kave languished, leavâ€" ing the workets stranded, without means to move elsewhere, and with only the dole between them and destitution. The money will be used to revive these lindustries if possible or to establish other industries and generally to imâ€" prove ‘the social circumstances of the inhabitants. One of the trustees who ill administer the fund says that the gift "looked like one of Lord Nuffield‘s 30â€"second decisions." Doing Government‘s Work "Lord Nuffield himself said he deâ€" sired to give practical shape to the curâ€" rent expression of goodwill toward the inew King, and to do what he can in Asupport of the present government, parâ€" ticularly for the prime minister, "for _QWhose unceasing efforts on the counâ€" try‘s behalf he has the most sincere |admiration." Nevertheless it seems raâ€" | ther puzzling. It strikes us that if there is any éssential duty of a governmeni it is the duty of seeing to the welfare |of the citizens, especially those who |have lost employment partly in conseâ€" |quence of government policies. In other words, if Lord Nuffield were to build ‘a battleship and present it to the naâ€" tion he would not be more certainly 1 relieving the government of one of its tpx'ime functions. The inference is that ) |Lord Nuffield is a generous hearted ; |\man who has more money than he 1| knows what to do with." \hava to be done. These districts are House Owners Anxious for Relief From Relief (St. Catharines Standard> It seems assured the Minister Of Labour, Rogers, is determined to help the Finance Minister all he can in periodical and seasonal reductions of the Federal relief grants. Governmen! now pays about 50 per cent. of the total cost. Reduction will surely mean that the municipality will have to pay more. The relief lists have been cut down appreciably, but there is an irreducible minimum which will have to be taken care of in the years to come. The St Catharines contribution is about seven mills on the dollar, and largely this city believes in a payâ€"asâ€"youâ€"go policy How much more should property be burdened with relief charges? Govâ€" emment both at Ottawa and Toront( hold as the chief desideratum a balâ€" anced budget. This municipality als( prides itself on paying its way. Bu: there is a limt to which the basis 0| nearly all municipal taxationâ€"properi] â€"â€"may be subject to impost. The home owner will be hard to conâ€" vince that he sbhould pay any more to provide relief than he has been paying. In truth, every home owner yearns for the day when he will have some relie{ from relief. (From Sudbury Star) Northern Ontario in past years has developed several spasms Of secessionâ€" ary agitation, inspired by the lack of sovernmental regard for its aims and aspirations, but the Northland never really expected to hear similar seniiâ€" ments fromn sections of Old Ontario. _ | Yet, there it is. Toronto, which is hard hit by the Hepburn government‘s new welfare plan whereby it assumes cost of mcthers‘ allowances and oldâ€". age pensions and takes all intome tax revenue in re‘urn, is destinsd to lose nearly $500,000 through medium of the shift. And the Queen ‘City is mad. Some of its leaders ‘have already expressed a desire and intention to organize an attempt to secede from the province. _ â€" Of wcourse the movement will come ;tu naught, as similar proposals in the North have done. Toronto is taking it i(,n the chin from the Hepburn adminisâ€" tration,. and will pr cbabls continue to !c‘o so. Noxmern Ontario, back in 1934, chose a solid of Liberal members, supporters of Mr. Hepburn, and look what the North got for its pains. Now, Toronio is taking a licking, but perhaps that is because the Queen City failed to elect a solid Liberal phalarx, At any rate, from the first, the Hepburn crowd has never shown a great regard for the interests of the city that houses the About Toronto‘s Threat Regarding Secession Apanrt from the fact that scores oi smaller muricipalities, which never very asiduously collected income tax, are going to benefit from the new deal, there is little doubt that the governâ€" ment is looking ahead and that its acâ€" ceptance of the entire obligation in connection with social welfare will in a very short space of time be fourd to ‘, from the first, never shown a g rests of the city slative buildings. 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Temiskaming and Northern Ontario Railway The Nipissing Central RaiUway Company Tickets on Sale from Regular Stations Only ONE CENT A MILE BARGAIN COACH EXCURSION T( Via North Bay and Canadian Pacific Departure Time and Furthd Buffalo Galt Woodstock London Attraction be a meagre burden when set up against the revenue that will eventually accrue from the income tax colléected in the face of steadily expandingndustry. Toronto, . of course, won‘t secede. In fact, those in municipal posis will see that radical agitation to that erd is submerged. But the city has som@hing of which to complain and will make itself ‘heard, and in this respect the North, which has long been kicking against treatment accorded by the Hepburn governmert, will sympathize with the Queen City. Globe and Mail:â€"An air pilot has been fined for smuggling goods from Franze. Thus truth tries to catch up with fiction, which has exploited the idea for yvears. 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