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B Aug. 0 . To C.N.R. Stations in the Maritime Provinces. Prov. of Quebec, New Brunswick, Prince Edward Islend, Nove Scotie Fri., Aug. 27 . To Pembroke Jct., Ottawa, Montreal. Fri., Aug. 27 . To Quebec City, Ste. Anne de Beaupre. Route: CANADIAN NATIONAL Railways from North Bay Tickets on sale by all Agents of CANADIAN NATIONAL RAILWAYS, 3. . SUDBURY, NORTH BAY, Temiskaming, Pembroke, etc., also TEMIGâ€" KAMING NORTHERN ONTARIO Railway and NIPISSING CENTâ€" known of him could be wiped out, and things could be as they had onee been before ever she met him, and he was face she had liked so well, in a photoâ€" And then, too, she felt upset with the wouild as people who have fallen out with their fellow. Guthrie‘s kindness and generosity that morning had afâ€" fected her more than she would admit; she had a feeling of depression where Early as it was, the sun beat down upon her shoulders under the thin shirt, promising a roasting noon. In fear of pursuit, and doubt whether she really would fall in with Julian Lynne‘s trek over the ridge and down towards the camp in the rocks where she had run away from Haffi, her position was not comfortable one. She hastened up the long slope to the summit of the ridge. Once she stopped, standing knee high in the scrub, lookâ€" ing back at the camp, trying to disâ€" cern whether it was really a crowd round the well she saw, or only the quiver of the heat combining with her conscience to make her imagine so. JULIAN‘S CONGRATULATLILONS Meanwhile Lynne hurried on, fearing puyrsuit; and she feared it very much. She felt that if she were to. fall into Gutbrie‘s hand again, after he had disâ€" ecvered her trick with the well, things would go hard with her. "We look‘rather foolish, I think,‘""said Guthrie drily. "However, we had better get busy. We‘ll have to move the men and camels over to Kelâ€"elâ€"abir today; this water will be useless for days!‘" But Guthriec was looking down at the purple water. His face was a trifle pale and rather drawn at the mouth. Cartwright turned to stare towards the slope of the ridge that rose into the sky behind the camp. The little figure of the girl had vanished now among the bushes. Guthrie looked up and caught his eye. "Not much point in that," he said grimly. "Let her go!" "Of all theâ€"." began young Cartâ€" wright, speechless with vexation. The man who had been puyt to guard her volunteered the information that the young lady had come from the bathroom to Till her‘ jug. .*"*There was a four pound tin of perâ€" manganate of potash on the table by the bath!" Cartwright said, and looked at Guthrie. i 2. ,] "Permanganate of potash!‘"‘ he said. His calm astonished Cartwright. "Good heavens! How on earth did this happen, gir?" the boy cried. He asked the Ilyat: "Who came to the well last?" The water was a deep dark purple. Guthrie put his head over it and sniffâ€" ed. The man came up, gabbling breathâ€" lessly. "He says the water of the well has turned into blood!" said Cartwright, with an incredulous laugh. "He says there‘s something the matter with the well," said Cartwright, who understood more of their language than Guthrie did. But it was not a fight this time. An Ilyat came running towards them, shouting. "Another fight?" said Cartwright, for the peace of the camp was periodically disturbed ‘by altercations between the camelmen. He heard Cartwright‘s voice, saying beside him: "Hello! Has she gone?" "Yes, and in a deuce of a hurry, too!" Even as he spoke their attention was drawn by a commotion from the direcâ€" ticn of the well. CHAPTER XIVâ€"(Contd.) "LET HER GO‘ Guthrie watched her go with mixpd feelings. Her refusal to take his hand was hardly ‘a good sign, and she had more or less ignored his overtures of friendship. He frowned ruefully, with deep dissatisfaction within him, and lighted a cigarette while he watched her retreating figure. was cancerned, almost as though CENT A MILE Round Trip BARGAIN EXCURSIONS "Py Jove, Lynne! Good work!" EASTWARD AT SUNSET Lynne lay on the sand, and now it was all cver, realized how exhaustéed she was, and how hungry. Julian got rer some food from his pack, and she sat and ate biscuits and chocolate, feelâ€" inss as though the previous day and night had been as long as a fortnight. "The dirty little swine!" Julian said of Haffi. "If I ever see him again I‘ll thrash him within an inch of his life! My sisterâ€"! I‘ll teach him, the â€"misâ€" "He must have gone," said Lynne. "Oh, Jullan! I‘ve done itâ€"I‘ve settled Phillip Guthrie for you!" "What have you done?" asked Julian. "I‘ve made the water at the camp unfit for use. He‘ll have to leave now!" She told him the whole story; Julian now and again interposed a quick exâ€" clamation, and when she had finished, 6y "Everything!" said Lynne, "I don‘t know what hasn‘t!" beating high with relief and joy, and ran on down the slope towards him. He saw her and turned to meet her. "What has happened?‘ he asked as she arrived, breathless to clasp his hand fervently as he dismounted. Ten minug$s later she was able to be certain. It »Mas Julian. She saw is widebrimmed \|Stetson, and his yellow She croughed down behind some scrub, and wiltched him; he was headâ€" J assured her that he was It must either bhe Julian â€"or ) Lynne lar and waited. If it was Haffi she V certainly nowhere near himâ€"if it vé s Julian, then her troubles were at an ind. knew nothing of their language; she went on and left them behind, hearâ€" cheerful cries as they chased along the valley slope. t( approached within a quarter the rocks and was surveyâ€" in the wést i . Ehe rose again and went forward. The Tyats, two young men and a . woman, stared at her as she came; their brown faces g'lj.sténed in the sun, and their inquisitive eyes were shy and wary as the eyes of wild animals. The woman wore a coarse red and blue garment. The young mep were naked to the waist, bareâ€"footed, and wore wideâ€" legged trousers, belted at the waist with: belts of some plaited grass or straw, ingeniously knotted to hold the koadi, or horâ€"handled knife. : It was evident to Lynne that she was very strange sight to them; their eyes examjned her from head to foot; tbgyl smiled and exclaimed to one another, and as they passed the woman called out something to her. along the valley slope. t approached within a quarter the rocks and was surveyâ€" Ner among them, when she I rider about a mile away cks, and th.e whiteness of J assured her that he was not an Ilya! It must either be Julian â€"or Haffi. Lynne lar and waited. If it was Haffi she y certainly nowhere near himâ€"if it whs Julian, then her troubles were at an ind. Ten min later she was able to be certain. It g.; s Julian. She saw his widebrimmed |Stetson, and his yellow beard was \tx istakable. Lynne sprikAg up with her heart She paused, and got down behind a bush to survey the prospect. On her left, @about half a mile away, and movâ€" ing down across her own route, were threeâ€" Ilyats, herding a straggling flock cfi goats. Among the distant rocks she could see nothing to indicate whether there was anyone there; whether Haffi was waiting for Julian, or whether he had gone. It hardly seemed likely that he would stgy to face the troyble which. would ensue when Julian came back and discovered what he had done. { She hurried on, looking round every now and then for any signs of a purâ€" suer But there was none:. She came at last to the summit of the ridge, and the long slope of the next valley lay before her, with the rocky outcrop where she and Julian had camped with Haffi on the previous day, lying about two miles When she thought of his annoyance when he discovered the well, she felt more depressed still, and full of renewed resentment against him because of it. "Where‘s Haffiâ€"where are the , ~but ~she face them when he was at last sure that they must overtake him on their faster camels. "Oh, is it you then, good sir?" said Haffi whiningly. ‘"To be sure, I just go to look for you! I was just now going back to find you! Your sister go away from the camp, I think she is lost, I look for her, I look for you both. When: I do not find you then I make to reâ€" turn to Kelâ€"elâ€"abir" ‘ "Get down off that eaml!" saig Jullan, roughly. and levelled his autoâ€" matic at Haffi‘s head. He looked at his automatic to be sure it was loaded, borrowed two camels from Khekoda, and accompanied ‘by zZoani, the most intelligent and com- petent of their Hyat servants, set otf in pursuit. The sun was setting, and the sandy |land glowed still: under its. slenting rays, while a pile of clouds in thq ggst seemed to bear with them the coming darkness as they rolled across t;he"xky The retreating Hafft and his camels could be seen as three black specks moving slowly along the eastern rim under this huge dark panorama of the heavens. ‘ The swift trotting camels bore Jullan! and Zoani rapidly after him, and the distance between them rapidly decreasâ€" ed, so that, though the dusk grew deeper, the hurrying Armenian could still be seen ahead. Half an hour later they overtook him in a level waste of hoa scrub, while there was yet light to see his‘ wary yellow face and frightened eyes. "Well, Haffi, where are you off to?" said Julian, his high voice brittle with "By heaver, I‘m going after him! said Julian. It seemed as though their arrival among the strange little huts of this primitive community was going to be uneventful enough; until Julian, in greeting the headman.of the village and informing him of their plan to make their camp there for a few days, heard that Haffi had been there, and had left only a few minutes before, when Juliâ€" an‘s party had first been sighted. He had had three came‘!s with him. . They made a considerable detour sqouth, so that if Guthrie were already making for Kelâ€"elâ€"abir, they might not encounter him, while Julian sent out a scout to report on what appeared to be going forward in Guthrie‘s camp. It was neafly nightfall by the time they arrived at Memshi. | As soon as Lynne nad rested a little, they both got on to the camel and set Ooff for Kelâ€"elâ€"abir; it was not a comâ€" fortable ride, for Jyulian urged the beast on as fast as it could be made to go, and atâ€"times it bounded along over the rough ground with a bouncing and swaying motion which was torture to the unaccyustomed rider. At Kelâ€"elâ€"apir, Julian stirred up the somnolent Ilyats to immediate action. And in an hourâ€"andâ€"half al was loadâ€" ed and the mules entrained for the ten mile journey to Memshi. Haffi was nowhere to be seen, and had not been seen at the camp in their absence. It was evident that he had guessed what his reception was likely to be after his behaviour to Lynne, and had deserted, taking three valuable camels with him. Lynne laughed too. What would he say? If the Cups were really there, and if she and Jylian got them, it would be a fingal triumph over Guthrie. And whether she contemplated this with pleasure she could not have said, had she stopped to examine her feelings, All she knew was that they were yery ala, unger . the jmpression that i¢s Prasmmon‘!.. What. omm earth would he say if he knew that the camp has been on top of Praemmon for the last two years?" "T‘ll have to move our stores out of Kelâ€"elâ€"abir, and bring them over to the wells at Memshiâ€"that‘s the villâ€" age I went to yesterday. They were the people who made the raid last night on Guthrie‘s camp. Now Memshi is no further from here than Kelâ€"elâ€"abir is, and we‘ll be able to excavate the well as soon as Guthrie leaves. The .thing to do is to get down to Kelâ€"elâ€"apir as soon as we can,. and move our tents and stores out so that Guthrie can famp there without any worry! What we have to do for our friend Guthrie now. Lynge, is to make things as smpoth as possible for him. By Jove!‘" concluded Julian, with 2 laygh. "It‘s a lqvely situation. It araises me to think of Guthrie hopefully digging away at Diâ€" erable little hound!" He appeared â€"to be violently. angry it Wwas not until Lynne had told him about her adventures ot Guyuthrie‘s camp and her trick with the water, that he forgot about Haffi. This made quick thinking and qulck action most essential. mome were w n mt ts ies "In the latest annual report of Dr. Duncan‘Graham the Sir John and Lady Eaton Professor of Medicine, reference is made to the development of clinical teaching in the Western Hospital, unâ€" der Dr.~Detweiler; to the erection of "Oon. the foundation of efficiency and character, laid by the older teachâ€" ers, the new organization was built. The first incumbent of the new chair was Professor Duncan Graham who happily still presides over this departâ€" ment. Under his leadership the plan was worked oyt in medicine and in what was then the subâ€"department of paediatrics, of which Dr. Alan Brown was and still is the head. Presently the Rockefeller Foundation offered to supâ€" port a similar reâ€"organization in other clinieal departments, Dr. Cody conâ€" tinued. E: ‘"Thus the generous help of Sir John and Lady Eaton and the T. Eaton Company came at an opportune time in 1919. It made possible the teâ€"organâ€" ization of the department of medicine and the medical service of the Toronto General HJospital A new chapter of medical education began, and affected all departments in the faculty of mediâ€" cine and inffuenced other medical colâ€" leges,.: The clinical branches have been able to train and retain young men as teachers and practitioners, who have, in turn,: worked in loyal coâ€"operation with their seniors on the staff. An eminent doctor in this city describes the issues of this generous gift in these terms. "theâ€" results of this gift can hardly be exâ€" aggerated. <The old and sound idea of observation has been perpetuated for the good of the profession and of thel whole country." j and “Lady Eaton, when enthusiastic members of the medical faculty laid it before them, and they expressed the desire .to make this plan a practical reality. [This they did by providing $23,000 a year for 20 years. ‘its foundation the faculty of med ~0f the University of Toronto has been noted for the excellence of the bedside training of its students. Gifted teachers with high ideals sent forth students who became leaders in their profession, both in Canada and in other lands. Further development and imâ€" proved organization were planned by the faculty council hboth before and during the Great War. The proposal was an ideal which its framers hardly hoped to see realized. But it attracted the favourable attention of Sir John the udvancement of ms in medicineâ€" This generous gift is a continuation of the erdowment of $25,000 a year mach by the late Sir John Eaton and Lady Eaton for 20 years ending next January. . The additional pledgeof mmwmbeuaedsmthepastfor the of medicine, part for re in medicineâ€"as distinct from surg%ryâ€"énd part for research in chlldnens Uiseases. In announcing this new‘gift, Dr. H. J. Cody, President of receht unnouncement that Lady Eaton and the T. Eaton Co. Ltd., would doâ€" nate $25,000 a year for five years to the Department of Medicine, University of pctors and laymen, interested in the tion of health are unanimous in expressing gratification with the Generous Gift for Promotion of Health ady Eaton and T. Eaton Co. Donate $25,000 a Year for Flve Years to Univerâ€" §ity. ~ Swings Fists Mrs. Thassey cbjected to the interâ€" ruptions. Finally, unable to stand the interuptions longer, she rcse from her seat at the front of the hall and strode gJown the aisle to confront Mr. Wismer. Swinging her fists she demonstrated that if he persisted in interrupting she might be forted to resort to physical means to silence him. Then she returnâ€" ed to her place and the meeting went Simcog Reformer:â€"Another election is in the offing. All of which means that the elector can ready himself to hear what a really fine, upstanding, inâ€" telligent sort of fellow he is. At the close of the convention, Mr. Wismer, smiling, shook hands with Mrs. Thassey and the two ardent Conservaâ€" tives laughed the incident off. Mrs. Thassey:told Mr. Wismer that she was an ardent Robb supporter and would not stand for anyone interrupting him. EShe has known Mr. Robb for 20 years, she said, and has been a Conservative ever since she was old enough to vote. William Wismer, Bruce Station, deleâ€" gate to the convention, was seeking inâ€" formation and interrupted Hon. Dr. J. M. Robb, candidate, during the course of his acceptance address, to ask quesâ€" tions. Mrs. Mac Thassey, Blind River, aged 65, is a militant Conservative, and deâ€" monstrated the fact at the nominating ccnvention of the Algomaâ€"Manitoulin Liberal-Congervative Association at Esâ€" panola last week, acording to a desâ€" patch this week from Espanola. By this time an alarm had been raised and the fire was prevented from spreading any further. The child was playing in the kitchen of the Roberts‘ home and tossed a match into the wood box. It immediâ€" ately ignited and high flames shot up in the room. Mrs. Roberts ran over to the box and pulled the youngster away Jjust before the flames reached the tot. Mrs. Roberts, in doing this, was forced to go close to the fire and the flames touched her face and hands. Woman Swings Fists at Conservative Convention Mrs. Herbert Roberts, of River Valâ€" ley, about 20 miles from Sturgeon Falls, is in serioys condition from burns susâ€" tained when she rescued her child from danger of fire in the home. Mrs. Robâ€". erts, who is the wife of the postmaster at River Valley, made the rescue when a fire broke out in the wooed box which contained some coal oil and into which‘} the youngster had thrown a match. Despatches say that Mrs. Roberts‘ acâ€" tion saved the child‘s life. In running: close. to the wood box to rescue the child from the flames spreading all cver the room, the mother suffered seâ€" vere burns about the hands and face. Mrs. Roberts condition is reported asl sericus. Here, for instance, is a learned man from Budapest who is reported in the papers as reviving that old saw about (Bcstorn Transcript) As Bark Twaid used to say, a lot of people talk about hay fever but dobody does adythig aboud id. Surely They Don‘t Call it Hay Fever in Classy Boston If guides and fishermen, whether residents or tourists, would observe those limitations, it would be a big help to the district. Pickerel, Pike or Doreâ€"Catch limit, eight in one day, regardless of length. Maskinonge.â€"T‘wo per day, regardless of length. Black bassâ€"Six in one day, minimum length 10 inches. Rainbow troutâ€"Five in one day, not less than seven inches in length. Lake troutâ€"Five in one day, not less than seven inches in length. Brown troutâ€"Five in one day, not less than seven inches in length. When you hear fishing parties boastâ€" ing of big catches, just stop and ask them if they comply with the followâ€" ing regulations : Speckled troutâ€"Catch limit, 20 per day, with a total weight of not more than 10 pounds; not less than seven inches in length. When the people of Algoma really begin~ to understand just how imporâ€" tant our fish and game resources are and how much business they bring the district in the course of the year, much of this trouble will be over. For they will insist that the game laws be observedâ€"and they will take pains to see that the authorities are informed of infractions. If the fishâ€"hog and the gameâ€"hog could be eliminated. Algoma‘s game and fish resources would be sufficient to meet the needs of many more fisherâ€" men @and hunters than now invade ou: There are, of course, a few fishâ€"hogs among the tourists, but the number of tourist fishermen does not yet approach the number of resident fishermen and there are just as many or more fishâ€" hogs proportionately among the local men as among the visitors. Sault Daily Starâ€"It is the fashion in some quarters to talk about the tourist trade depleting the fish and game of the district but the fact seems rather to be that it is the local fishâ€"hog, the trapper who kills game indiscriminately to get bait for his traps and so on who do the chief damage. Says Local Residents are Worst at "Fishâ€"Hogging" sneezing. There is small comfort in that at best; and, anyway, most authorities .on proteéin sensitivity think it is bunk. 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