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#4§4¢0%¢%0 0900006 es eb e $s e 00 6 ebea db e eb e d es esc a t es cce cce ns ce ce "I‘ve made a memory map of the place. Yes, there was a lit window round that sideâ€"shuttered, but the shutters at close quarters let just a chink of light. Those are their private offices, then, are they? T‘ll make a note of that for the time when we can drop on them and blot them out." "When will that be?" asked Peggy. "Not until we‘re on to the supply end as well. If, of course, we get so farâ€" and I think we will. Now, later on we‘ll collect my bulldog, who should be able to put a name to your companion. Then we have him, too, Peggyâ€"â€"" He was consicous of the slip this time, but success had made him reckless. ‘"Yes, Peggy, why not? That‘s who you are, and I can‘t think of you as anyone else. Pe:gy, 1 must tell you that up to now your life has been wasted." He came to earth again. "What else? Describe everything that happened, everything you saw, everything you thought." She obeved all but the last comâ€" mand. There had been a thought or two about himself which it would not have been good for him to know. When the recital was ended, and she could think of nothing more to add as a postâ€". script, she asked practically: "Well, what do we do next?" And at that moment they reached the dancing club for which they were bound, and the "‘That‘s quite long enough. It couldn‘t have been more than that. And did you see anyone else come in?" "Not a soul. No, I‘m sure of that." . ‘"‘Then he was inside all the time There is a door on your right in the short passage before the stair dips. You get the direction? The passage doesn‘t bend at all." "I get it." ‘"That‘s where ‘he came fromâ€"and that‘s were he went to get the stuff. Their supplies are there. Did you get anything any good?" She said that that would be nice, and with half of her mind she meant it, but her heart was upon other matters. She tumbled out the unlabelled blue tin into his hands. ‘"‘There you are, Peter! Pifty of them; the best he could do. I‘m afraid they cost rather a lot of money, but maybe they were worth it. I got my man!" "Seemed to own the place. Peterâ€" did you by any chance stay im sight of the door for the first few minutes that I was inside?" Peter considered, and said: "For maybe five minutes I had it in sight." ‘"Like the Canadian Mountiesâ€"quite inescapable," said Peter, facetious but excited. "The man of the morning visit? He‘s habitually there, is he?" "The devil he did!" said Peter, inâ€" dignantly, "And youâ€"weren‘t â€" atâ€" tracted?" "I was not," said Peggy shudderinz. ‘"Then we‘ll go to some nicer place and dance without himâ€"if you can bear me any better than him?" "Oh, yes, I told him that I had to go quickly, and I‘m sure he had you filted into the necessity quite neatly He wanted me to stay and dance." CHAPTER X.â€"«Contnued) Back to the Parachute "Peter!" she said, startled. "How : did you get here?" ; "Oh, quite easily, my darling Eleanor, | and just about thirty seconds before| you. I saw you emerging, so 1 nipped | out by the next passage that way, gotl the taxi, and told him to pick up you! into the barzain. Well, what do you : think of the Green Scorpion? Did everything go off all right?" He smiled at her in the gloom. He trusted hetr j to see that everything should go off all | right. She had displayed marked proâ€" pensities that way. "Where are we going?" she asked irrelevantly. "I don‘t know. Wherever you like What tale did you spin? Can you be seen with me hereafter?" PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT The Parachute Mail by PETER BENEDICT and but She into will be September, the ninth month. _What if it means: ‘Landing another cargo on September the fifth at place number four on the list. All set this end. If there‘s any hitch at your end, "I don‘t know. There must be sevâ€" eral things it could refer to. The date would be necessary, so would the hour . unless the hour was permanently understood, and after all, it would have to be fairly elastic, wouldn‘t it? Taking it this refers to the next runâ€"a@ mere matter of important routine to them; they always thought things out well, didn‘t they? There wasn‘t much room for hitches. What about loc. 4? Couldn‘t it mean location number 4? Of a prearranged list? They wouldn‘t risk too many nights in the same spot. Besides, I never heard aeroplanes in the night before, over the moor there. "They would probably have half a dozen or more wellâ€"chosen places ready and known to all members, so that they could ring the changes on them as required. So simple when you just have to write ‘loc. 4," and you‘re perâ€" fectly understood. And next month "It does, and I agree. Well, having accounted for ‘Quoting you,‘ see what you can do with the rest. What about 9:6b: loc. 4?" "Well, these runs have been a regular feature for some time, according to your own department. With each runâ€" and, remember, no cargo has ever been captured until this upset at Abbott‘s Ferryâ€"the airman confirms his orders for the next run. How he gets them is another, and an entirely different, worâ€" ry. At any nate he has always received them successfully; well, he drops with each cargo a repetition of the orders issued to him for the next, thus making sure there can be no misunderstanding. Does that make sense?" "What makes you so certain," asked Peter, "that the ‘plane was not Engâ€" lish ?2" "Where would be the sense in that? The whole thinz is to avoid the Cusâ€" toms same as me." ‘"Yes, perfectly. We never properly considered that, did we? At leastâ€"I didn‘t have time, and afterwards the police didn‘t confide in me. So really 1 don‘t know what they thought of it." Who is Mere Colibri? "I thought about it a whole heap," saild Peter reflectively, "and so did Superintendent Barker. We went about for a week muttering cabalistic phrases from it, and made it mean at least a hundred different things. You rememâ€" ber the full text?" HMe repeated it, very softly. " ‘Quoting you: 9:5 loc. 4: no need await confirmation. Any quetries through No 4. Mere Col. " "I tried to think what it could refer to, myself. But of course, I soon had something else to think about, didn‘t I? What did you make of it? ‘Quoting you.‘ Well, that‘s simple enough, isn‘t it? The airman was merely a juniot member of the organization. He took his orders from here in England â€" we might say, from our friends here in London." He smiled, noncommittal but conâ€" tented, leaving it to her, as to a stax pupil. "Well, go on.‘ what they were to do next. They disâ€" cussed it fully when they were tired, over cigarettes in a sittingâ€"out place of which no one else seemed to be aware. "I want to hark back," said Peter, "to almost the very be:inning of it all, to that little parcel of raw opiumâ€" loathly stuffâ€"which you picked up on the moer. Do you remember the slip of paper which was pinned to it?" So next they danced. It was an amusement of which Peggy was fond, and there was no doubt that it was pleasant to be able to flaunt so desirâ€" able a partner; but the half of her mind, and the half of his, remained always detached upon this problem of taxi pulled in to the kerb "I‘m one of the village idiots," said Peggy. "I like them." "I want you to come over this afterâ€" noon," said the parrot which was Lady Cowle, "and take coâ€"cktails with us. Filthy things, but what would our vilâ€" lage idiots do at five o‘clock without them? One can at least change one‘s dress for the occasion, and that fills up half an hour or so. What with one thing and another, we just manage to fill up the day." a dream as she lay halfâ€"asleep against Peter‘s shoulder in the taxi. "Where shall I see you toâ€"morrow?" she asked as they parted. "I don‘t quite know. T‘ll ring you up first thing in the morning." She agreed sleepily, and said goodâ€" night to him with a contented mind. But she was hardly prepared to be awakened by the ringing of the teleâ€" phone bell at quite such an unearthly hourâ€"for a Mayfairish, blase courtship such as theirs was supposed to beâ€"as halfâ€"past eight in the morning. She had slept heavily, and awoke to the shrill sound with a suddenness which was startling. She reached for the instrument withâ€" out gettinz: up. Not Peter‘s voice, but peremptory squawk of a parâ€" rot saluted her ear. She almost dropped the thinz in her astonishment; almost, but not quite. Perhaps it was the flashing out of a vivid dream which kept her mind so open and receptive now. â€" Anything could have seemed ordinary and real after that wild otherâ€" worldly experience. She replied to the unseen parrot sweetly that yes, this was Eleanor Vandeleur. "So sorry, my dear," said the parrot shrilly, "to call you up at this unearthâ€" ly hour. But you get about so extenâ€" sively, don‘t you, that it‘s really rather difficult to be sure of finding you at any particular time in any particular place. I thcought I‘d be sure for once." "You bet I get around all I can," said Miss Vandeleur demurely. ‘"That‘s what I‘m here for. Butâ€"oh, the fool I am, of course I know who it is. Lady Cowle! Yes, ut you see, I‘m still in bed. and only just awakeâ€"if Iam awake." Both ends of the wire chuckled, theugh Lady Cowle‘s chuckle was more of a screech. Something in Peggy‘s mind nagged that she had forgotten it; somethin> important, something signiâ€" ficant. She knew it was there, but she could not get hold of it. And in the meanwhile: It had been, at any rate, a fruitful sort of day. They were a good day‘s journey nearer to their objective, and had lost no ground themselves, since Peggy‘s bonaâ€"fides had not been in question. But it all seemed a little like They danced the onestep out. Pegg was surprised to find how tired she was, and was not sorry when he observed the increasingly recurrent phenomena of her yawns, and laughed at her, and took her home to the Malbro. Peggy Studies Her Past "‘The female of the species is more deadly than the male. That." he said, drawing his tired partner gently into the circle of his arm on the edge of the halfâ€"deserted dancing floor, "refers to the genus detective, tooâ€"amateur and professional." He heaved himself out of ¢the cushâ€" ions, and held out a hand to her. Taking it, her brows knit in a worried frewn, she murmured, half to herself: "Mere Colibriâ€"Mere Colâ€" Would you say that was the same person? I mean â€"the password to the mariajuana, and the signature to the orders?" "I‘ve been considering that. It may not be a person. It may be a convenient password, as it was in the Green Scorâ€" pion. Did you ever think of that?" â€""I did, but * don‘t. I meanâ€"it sounds like a person; and the two must be the same. And if it is a person, then it‘s a "Let‘s! All we have to do is get into their inmost circle, ask to see their list of locations suitable for dropping dru3s by parachute, ask for a regiment of police and a few dozen army searchâ€" lights, and wait for the lid to blow off the copper. Simple!" "I wasn‘t being as Oobvious as all that," said Peter meekly. "I was mereâ€" ly thinkingâ€" Oh, blow! â€"I can‘t get it clear yet. Come on, and let‘s dance. TI‘ll tell you what I mean, as soon as I know myself." "I am, and so they are, or I wouldn‘t have reached the same conclusions myâ€" self in something like the same time. Superintendent Barker spent days tryâ€" ing to make the whole thing mean something much more complicated, and I must say he succeeded in evolving several messages equally plausible. But after all, why shouldn‘t it mean what it seems to mean? They could not guess it would ever go astray. They took all due precautions and few over; but why should anyone human assuume that this slip of paper should go astray, and fall into our hands? I‘m sick of trying to find secret meanings. Let‘s play a hunch." "Why shouldn‘t it?" demanded Peter of the empty air between his thoughtâ€" ful face and the creamy ceiling. "Why shouldn‘t the obvious be the true, when they had no possible reason to fear any interference?" "Are you callin vious ?" send information and await new orders through No. 4. Signed. Mere Col.® " You‘ll like my beautiful pilana betâ€" Anâ€" COPYRIGH q TKE PORCUPINER ADVANCR "IMMINA L-...‘ :\ S C FOURSHOWMEN: Four lovely blendâ€"| ing voices barked by sound musncmn-j ship equals a zood quartette. The] ‘"Four Showmen," currentliy s‘arring on the "Light Up and Listen Club" broadcasts, possess the extra spark of| inherent liveliness and an infallible| sense of rhythm which brings them | greatness. Thus they are equally| pleasing to all earsâ€"and that is real| distinction. | "Oh, by all means bring him along. He‘ll probably be bored. My appeal is to the very young, or the very old. But why should you care if he‘s bored? Bring him along!" "At five!" said Peggy. "At five. A rivederci!" That was a nasty one, but she conâ€" tented herself with saying a mild goodâ€" bye, and ringinz off. And with the click of the telephone upon its stand the machinery of her mind slipped into position with a spontaneous leap almost equally audible, and she knew what had been worrying her. She sat up in bed, and for a moment was seriously afraid for the first time. Then she got up in a great hurry, and dashed through her toilet with no end but speed in view. By the time Peter at length rang her up she had been poring for a solid hour over her most cherishâ€" ed bsoks of a comprehensive study of North America, with maps, and the record catalogue which hai stood her in such good stead before. "I‘ll come," said Peggy, "sure I‘ll come. May I brinz Peter?" His name made so beautiful an Americanism that with difficulty she restrained herself from repeating it thoughtfully into the mouthpiece. ter. I promised to play for you, and I have a hunchâ€"I mean a hunch, don‘t I?â€"that you don‘t believe I really can. And there‘ll be a few elders here, perâ€" haps worth even your young while to cultivate for, sayâ€"ten minutes. I proâ€" mise yout vintage wine." Scourge Dr. Barton‘s latest booklet, "Scourge" with reliable information â€" regarding the two most dreaded social diseases, gonorrhea and syphilis, is now availâ€" able. Know the facts, protect yourâ€" self, and save endless worry. Address your request to Dr. Barton, in care of The : Advance, 247 West 43rd Street, New YOrk, N.Y., enclosing ten cents. Please Â¥equest the booklet by name and be sure to give your own name and full address. (Copyright). The above description of the pain is interesting in that it shows the ditâ€" ference between this pain due to inâ€" jJury, relieved when patient is at rest, and the pain in the same region (folâ€" lowing the sciatie nerve its branches) due to infection from teeth, tonsils, sinuses or other parts, where the pain is present even when the patient is at rest. "It may start with a feeling of tiredâ€" ness, relieved by rest, but with a feelâ€" ing of stiffness on arising after rest," he writes. "It may occur as a pain in lower back followed a little laterâ€" hours or daysâ€"by a pain extending down the leg following the distribution of the branches of the large sciatic nerve (scliatica)." If the strapping relieves the pain when the physician knows that it is a strain, not an infection, and when the adhesive strapping is removed a well fitting support is applied and the patient «a@advised to wear this support for weeks or months. The great value of adhesive tape in "Hl hA w‘a _V a 1# % PCB supporting a weak or injured lower Hltlel i Y‘nn thdt }Oldnd back was brought home to me at the * Will Never Rise Again. orthopedic department of the Massaâ€" chusett‘s General Hospital, Boston, | (From New York Times) some years ago. Every morning al "Poland," said Hitler at Danzig, reâ€" number of paticiuts with a history of | ferring to the state recreated by the having lifted a heavy plank, stone, box ) Treaty of Versailles, "will never rise or other object or who had made a | ASAin." His prophecies _ like his misstep, were strapped with several l pledges, are no longer accepted at face strips of 2â€"inch adhesive tape, fmm;value. but before commiting himself to a point about an inch below the hip this one he should have hesitated. So prominence on cne side to the same other invaders before Hitler have point on other side. The strapping willed and believed, yet Poland always came right across the joint holding | came back. the last bone of the spinal column to Poland repelled the Mongols waen, the hip bone. At the end of 5 to 7 centuries ago, they overran half of days the adhesive strap was removed | Euurope. Again, it was a Polish King and a snug brace or belt was applied. Jan Sobieski who turned back the This belt was born for weeks and in‘ Turk from the gates of Vienna some cases for months. Throughout the Middle Ages Poland The symptoms due to a strain of this | watsi a bmiwgrk l?f (.Jhx'is(:ia'n c;‘vm- jointâ€"sacroâ€"iliacâ€"is well described by | against the . invader. heir Dr. Emil Hauser in "Medical Review | three European monarchs combined to of .Reviews v destroy her. Thrice she suffered viviâ€" 7 f section, yet always the mutilated bod "It may start with a feeling of tiredâ€" 3 C 7 1 us h retained life. Again and again that Mese, felleved by Fes bub with a {0elâ€" infe: manifestedIieeif : in revolls" savâ€" ing of stiffness on arising after rest," 4 7 . K agely suppressed, ever _ renewed. e ie ol ie in Against the indomitable spirit of Polâ€" lower back followed a little laterâ€" * ‘~â€"_{ish nationalism tyranny could do noâ€" hours or daysâ€"by a pain extendiD§ | pinp o The symptoms due to a strain of this jointâ€"sacroâ€"illacâ€"is well described by Dr. Emil Hauser in "Medical Review of Reviews." Value of Adhesive Tape for Lower Q.ck Pain For a number of years part of my work was to fix up the injuries susâ€" tained by college football, hockey, socâ€" cer, boxing and other athletos. From this experience I learned the value of adchesive tape in "sticking" athletes together and getting them into the game again. It would appear that the strength of the adhesive tape or plaster, adequately and properly apâ€" plied, is equal to that of the actual lizaments and tendons of the bodv. (by James W. Barton, M.D.) of Pour s Boby On that plain cnly a few weeks ago there was celebrated the anniversary of the setting out of Pilsudski‘s legionâ€" aries. Those who are left met on the spot whence they started in 1914, a forlorn hope out of which came a naâ€" tion‘s rebirth, and the priest who had blessed them then again blessed them. The night before the great day they had built a huge pile of wood for a bonfire. Around it sat a few survivors, old men all of them, of an earlier revolt against the Czar. They waited long, the bonfire unâ€" lighted, until at last came a breathâ€" less runner carrying a burning torch. Crying ‘"Vilna" he cast it upon the pile. He had set off from Vilna two days before, After him came anâ€" other runner crying the name of anâ€" other distant Polish city, and then another and another, each casting his torch upon the wood until it was all ablaze. And from the church tower above sounded a trumpet blowing a call that was heard when, centuries ago, a sentinel on that same tower saw the Mongols coming on their shaggy ponies and sounded the alarm. Before he had ended, a Mongol arrow pierced his throat; but the call had been heard and Cracow drove back the foe. Josef Pilsudski was a manifestation of Poland‘s spirit and the World War his cpportunity, The ragged regiment he raised and led first against Russia, then against Austria, became a briâ€" gade, the brigade a legion. â€"Pilsudski arrested and imprisoned in a German fortress emerged at the Armistice to triumph at Versailles. Poland was reâ€" created and under him grew strong. The marching song of his legion, "We. the First Brigade," became a second Polish national anthem. Pilsudski died in 1935 amid such mourning as few pecples bestow even upon ‘their national heroes. His heart is buried in Vilna as he had wished, but his body lies in the cathedral crypt at Cracow beside that of Jan Sobieski and Poland‘s other bravest,. And in the plain below, whence his ragged leâ€" gionaries set out against the foe there rises a great mound to his memory. It is made of little basketfuls of earth carâ€" ried there from eyery town and village in Poland and from every settlement elsewhere where Poles abide. Heoir Hitler might well contemplate that mound. Poland Will Live Again Greater Than Ever Before History Gives the Lie to Hitler‘s Yarn that Poland * Will Never Rise Again. Sum Life o Canada SHREDDED WHEAT MA D E. CANADA â€" OF. CANA DIAN WHEAT There is much of interest in a comâ€" parison of the recent pact made beâ€" tween Russia and Germany and a preâ€" vious treatyâ€"the Treaty of Tilsitâ€"on which Russia sided with another dicâ€" tator. The treaty of Tilsit in June, | 1807, was also a "nonâ€"aggression" pact, and it had secret clauses, just as the recent pact is supposed to have. An editorial in a recent issue of The New York Times deals with the analo: between the two pacts, as follows:â€" i Historical Analogy ‘ Something more than a century ago, in another period of European war, there was signed a pact between Russia and the amxitious disturber of that Recalling Another Treaty in Which Russia Figured England rejet¢ted at once the "mediâ€" ation plan" on the grounds, first, that a secret treaty was known to have been signed at Tilsit; second, that what was known of its purport made peace more dangerous to civilization than continuâ€" ance of war. This was not all. As usuâ€" day‘s European peace. At first the Treaty of Tilsit confounded the world. Before 1807 political distrust between the ruler of Russia and the ruthless inâ€" vader of Continental states seemed to be absolute. Russia had even fought Napoleon and had been badly defeated by him. Yet within a month of that defeat the Czar and his western antaâ€" Central Europe was to be partitioned; in consideration of the resultant spoils allotted to each bargainer, the Czar and Napoleon were to employ the whole of their respective armmies to make "common sense" in any war that either might undertake. Apparently, the path of aggression by early nineteenthâ€" century dictatorship had now become asy. What ensued? Such is Polish tradition and of such |ally happens after so un stuff are made the Poles, whose stand bargain, each of the T against the present invader has| makers soon began to sus; brought to arms other free peoples | allotment of the spoils, th threatened by his doctrine of unbriâ€"| overreached him. Each dled force. When Herr MHitler proâ€" grant demands made claims that Poland as a free and inâ€",when such demands turn« dependent nation shall never live| inconvenient, Napoleon wa again he promises more than a dicta= his way with Poland, the : tar can insure. And Polish history to have his with Turkey. refutes him. | was determined to shut Analogy â€" Between Recent Pact and the Treaty of Tilsit. PROTECT that new building or improvements by : DAY 104 NIGHT 237 placing sufficient fire insurance. _ Inquire about our Low Rates. We also sell Automobile., Life, Sickness and Accident and Plate Glass Insurance was tLhaltl a nelarlous Dar.qaill DeuweeL dictators â€"_a bargain apparently ceâ€" mented by division of the spoilsâ€"led directly to quarrel over distribution of those very spolls. History does not always repeat itsel{ in every particular;} yet in this nineteenthâ€"century eqpisode there were resemblances to the situaâ€" tion which the Russoâ€"German pact haa ereated. ally happens after so unscrupulous a bargain, each of the Tilsit treatyâ€" makers soon began to suspect that, in allotment of the spoils, the other had overreached â€" him. Each refused to grant demands made by the other when such demands turned out to be inconvenient. Napoleon wanted to have his way with Poland, the Czar wanted to have his with Turkey. . Napoleon was determined to shut out British goods <from the Continent; Russiza wished to get such goods, even if surâ€" reptitiously. . Other causes of friction followed:; each government aceused its partner of bad faith. In the end, the Czar instructed his envoy to submit to Napoleon certain policies on which he must insist; Napoleon is said to have replied to the envoy: "You are a genâ€" Globe and Mail:â€"And after Hitlerâ€" ism has been eliminated the turn ot Stalinism will come. tleman, and yet you dare to present to me such proposals." In the end the natural sequel, circumstances being what they were, was Napoleon‘s declarâ€" ation of war on Russiaâ€"â€"with results which history is fond of describing. . The moral of the Treaty of Tilsit was that a nefarious bar;ain between dictators â€"_a bargain apparently ceâ€" mented by division of the spoilsâ€"led directly to quarrel over distribution of those very spolls. History does not We don‘t blame the golfer tor being â€" anntcyedâ€"and we don‘t blame folks for being annoyed when moving men don‘t treat their furniture with careâ€"but of couurse that NEVER happens when yvou are moved by us. OF S T A R SERVICE 21 PINE, STREET N TIMMINS ¢