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0 ¢¢% 040000000 0080080 e e ta 4 4 4 4 0 4 4 4 0 6 0 0 0 % 0b 0 0 6 ob G o o Local members of the Institute are reminded that theâ€" annual monthly meeting will take place on Wednesday afternoon at the Hollinger hall . . . despite the fact that those at the disâ€" trict meeting spent a busy day, there is a great deal of business in the local work, and also, members who were unâ€" able to be present, will hear about the district meeting . . . a programme has also been arranged for the afternoon. In Toronto on Saturday, 5th, Miss Verna Rosalind Paull, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Conrad Colliver Paull, will become the bride of Mr. Clement Prederick Iéaman, son of Mr. and Mrs. Norman TLéaman, of Timmins . . , the wedding will take place at Runnyâ€" mede United Church . . . ‘"Clem" Leaâ€" men is very well known in Timmins, as are his parents, and numerous friends throughout the district will extend sinâ€" cere wishes for all happiness. A pretty picture . . . he was a little lad about two or threeyears old, anc his fine dog was one of his best pats . . . . playing on the lawn of their Tamarack street home, the two became a bit weary and lay down to rest . . , . the dog made a pillow for his master‘s curly blonde hair, and, as Ann walked by the other afternoon, two palrs of eyes smiled contentedly . . . the big, faithful eyes of the dog, and : the twinkling blue eyes of the little lad. \mmnnmmmp 8 * « Dropped 4 *4 4 MOWHDAY, JTKXT i6TH, 1941 One hundred and twentyâ€"five members of various branches of the Women‘s Institute in Cochran:e gathered at the Holknger hall on FPriday for the district annual conâ€" vention .. . and outâ€"ofâ€"town guests were highly impressed by the great hospitality of our Timmins memâ€" bers, who prepared a delicious dinâ€" ner and afternoon tea for their visitors . . . special Toronto repreâ€" sentatives at the meeting were Miss Petty and Miss Bambridge of the Institute . , . and the day went yuickly in the discussion of the important business and work matâ€" ters of the various branches. To raise funds to carry on the_ knitting work which has <kept _Comes the news that on June 8th, in Toronto, Miss Fay Kidecket became Mrs. Norman Koza . . . the engagement was announced some weeks ago, and friends here joined in wishing the best of good wishes . . . after a <‘trip in ‘ the South, the couple will take up reâ€" sidence in Timmins. By Ann g ssmR m io m i5 ib nb in n o5 u5 is ie oo ud ud u5 d in on in in o n 5 05 05 ap 3 Our country is that spot to ! memtbers busy on Monday‘s and which our heart is bound. | ~Thursday‘s throughout the past Tickets are valid to return leaving destination point not later than C .P,. Train No, 7, from Montreal 8.15 p.m., Sunday, June 22, to connect at North Bay with our Train No,. 47, Monday, June 23, 1941. Bargain coach excursion tickets will be valid on Train 46, Thursday,, June 19.. Passengers will arrange their own transfer to North Bay C,. P. Depot and take C. P. Train No. 8, leaving 12.55 a.m., Friday, June 20th, Tickets will not be honored on Trains 49 and 50â€"The "Northland" Tickets good in Coaches Only No Baggage Checked Children 5 years of age and under 12, when accompanied by guardian HALEF F:ARE For Further Particulars Apply to Local Agent Dropped Between Stitches CLEANERS and TAILOR®S From T. N. 0. and N. C. R. Regular Stations To Pembroke, Renfrew, Arnprior, Ottawa, Ontario _Montreal, Quebec, Que. Temiskaming and Northern Ontario Railway The Nipissing Central Railway Company WE sPECIALIZE |] LADIES‘ WORK THURSDAY, JUNE 19, 1941 (Voltaire) Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Mel \|Murphy. whose wedding was a lovely event in Timmins on Saturday . . . Mrs. Murphy is the former Rose Barâ€" atto, and Mr. Murphy is a wellâ€"known resident of the Dome .> . the wedding took place at the Sacred Heart Italian Church. Strawberry Bridge and Five Hundred Card Party All this year The Advance has been having a difficult time looking after the births in the town. Early in the year it was evident that the record on the other side of the platform inâ€" sisted upon joining the dancers . . . this love of dancing must be born with the Ukrainian people. Saturday, June 21st, is to be the occasion for several events of importâ€" ance. Among them will be the strawâ€" berry bridge and five hundred card party to be held under the auspice=» of the Catholic Women‘s League in the basement of the Church of the Nativity. Five hundred and bridge wiil be played and a lunch will be served. There will be a number of attractive prizes for the event, including a va‘uâ€" able daoor prize. Four Births Registered During the Past Week yesterday afternoon, a little ladâ€" rpt much over a year old, proved that some day he will be a great dancer . . . at least, if he keeps on in his love of dancing . . . when the younger girls of the Ukrainian Prosvita Association performed a dainty folk dance, this little lad would not stand still . . . his feet kept time to the music, his knees bent every now and then at an espeâ€" cially rhythmic beat . . . and he really enjoyed the dance . .. while a little girl . . . and, on June 28th, Lena Lavoie and Neil O‘Connor will beâ€" come Mr. and Mrs. . . . Lena is "nextâ€"doorâ€"neighbour‘" to Theé Adâ€" vance, and Neil is one of the popuâ€" lar local insurance men. At the Bombed Victims‘ FPund picnic members busy on Monday‘s and Thursday‘s throughout the past seasons, members of the Eastern Star will entertain on Saturday afternoon at a lawn tea to be held at the home of Mrs. Purdon, on Toke Street . ... Mrs. Purdon lives in the "model home," so that Timâ€" mins ladies will not find it diffiâ€" cult to find their way . . . the members of the Eastern Star will continue their knitting meetings throughout the summer, and nsed more funds to purchase the wool. And, once more, that little man cupid Has been busy, and his latest "victims" are Beryl Baker and Earl Hawkins . . . no definite wedding date .has been announcgd, but friends are. congratulating Earl, who‘s a mighty lucky fellow, and sending along best wishes to Beryl tches % Blairmore Enterprise: A coloured woman was standing on the street watching a cirecus parade. One of the pickaninnies looked up and said: "Mummy your mouf‘s open,""‘ to which she replied: "Yes, I knows it, I lef‘ it open myself." Funeral Last Week of Late John Woloshuk The meeting opened with selections by the McIntyre Concert Band, directâ€" ed by Mr. J. W. 8. Lomas, and inspirâ€" ing songs by the massed choir, directâ€" ed by Mr. G. Bender, and accompanled by the Hollinger Symphony Orchestra, by Mr. Michael Rose. Ths Porcupine Male Chorus, which is a comparatively new group, proved that it was among the best musical aggreâ€" gations in this district, and communâ€" ity singing, led by Mr. G. L, Bencer, brought rousing patriotic response from hundreds of throats. The third point was that the cost o1 this war must be paid, and the Canaâ€" dian people had two alternativesâ€"to pay now to buy the equipment to deâ€" feat the foe, or to loiter and waste time, and be forced to pay to buy just as many tanks and other equipment for Hitler. "The cheapest price that we can pay," stressed Mr.,.Dye, "is to pay now. We must win as soon as posâ€" sible, and we are all in the front lue." Funeral services for the late Mr. John Woloshuk, who passed away at St. Mary‘s Hospital on Thursday, June 12th, were held at the Timmins United Church on Sunday afternoon at 2 o‘clock. Mr. Dye reviewed the results of tne campaign in the Cochrane district, ana suggested that since the government is asking to lend money, not to take it, we should buy more and more bonds. The late Mr. Woloshuk was sixtyâ€" two years old, a widower. He had been employed at the McIntyre Mines for several years, and resided at 181 Pine street north. ‘"We must dig in and give it all we‘ve got," said Mr. Dye in speaking about the Victory Loan. There were three questions which must be anâ€" swered in subscribing to the loan. The first, said Mr. Dye, was to decide what we think of Canada, and, he added, "1 believe that we all have found Canâ€" ada a very good place in which to live.‘ Under the democracy of this country we enjoy more privileges, material comforts, and generally better contiâ€" tions, as well as being able to look forâ€" ward to the day when our children can enjoy even greater privileges. ‘"Canâ€" ada is well defending with everything we can dig up," Mr. Dye said in reply to this first question. The second question was the terribte and costly war, which had alreagy caused a great loss in life, and haa proved the strong hearts of the peopi® in Great Britain. Mr. Robert E. Dye, Viceâ€"Chairman ol the Cochrane District Victory LOag@ comiinittee, was the speaker at the Vicâ€" tory Loan Mass meeting, which took place on Sunday evening in the Mcâ€" Intyre Arena.. The Boys‘ Bugle Bana, the Girl Guides, Scouts, Cubs, their leaders, the members of the Ladies‘ Auxiliary of the Canadian Legion, and the Schumacher Public School Scouts took part in the parade which led to the arena, and made an impressive entry. Bornâ€"on June 4th, 1941, to Mr. and Mrs, Conrad Adams of 116 Birch street northâ€"a son. Band, Music, Community Singing, Address by Mr. R:*FE. Dye. made last year of an average of twenty births a week was not to be dupliâ€" cated.. When only two or three births a week were recorded, there seemed goo«i ground for protest, and for a time the nunber climbed to ten and twelve a week. Last week, however, there were only four. Mass Meeting Last Night in Interests of the Victory Loan Bornâ€"on May 25th, 1941 to Mr. and Mrs. Rosaire Belec, of 24 Windsor ave, â€"@ daughter, Bornâ€"on May 2#7th, 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. Cecil Collinger of 209 Spruce street southâ€"£ son. Bornâ€"on May 21st, 1941 to Mr. and Mrs. Howard Scott Metheral, of 19 Kimberlevy avenukâ€"a son THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TIMMINS, ONTARIO Chesham came towards Edgar and stood over him. His tall, gaunt figure towered above the smaller man, d the expression on his long narrow face was not a pleasant one. "Talking of money, Trelawney, you owe me something over eight hundred," He took a slim memorandum book from the inner pocket of his dress jacket and consulted it. "Eight hunâ€" dred and seventeen pounds to be exact. I want it.". "I suppose so." Chesham looked at the picture again. "Cost something to keep up that place," he suggested. "My mother has plenty of money," Edgar told him curtly. "'And have it returned marked RD. No thanks. I‘ve had some. I want cash, my bonny boy." "You can‘t get blood out of a stone," Trelawney answered. Chesham‘s hard yvellowish eyes fixed the younger man‘s face. GAMBLER‘s AUDIT A picture of the large, handsome living room in Edgar Trelawney‘s flat in St. James Street might well have been given the title of "The Gambler‘s Dream." Cards were scattered on the floor around the card table on which were strewn large pileées of blue, red, and white poker chips. The sideboard was covered with bottles and decanters. Empty glasses were everywhere, and the air was still a fog of tobacco smoke. Two o‘clock in the morning. ‘The players had gone, and only two people remained in the room. The tall, hardâ€" faced man who called himself Philip Chesham stood looking at a waterâ€" colour hanging above the fireplace. It represented a large, old fashioned, comfortableâ€"looking red â€" brick house which stood on a broad terrace on hillside. Flower borders blazing with bloom lay under the creeperâ€"clad walls and fine timber flanked it on either side. s "You mean your moneyâ€"lender," said Chesham with a sneer. Edgar flushed. ‘"Never mind what I mean. T‘ll get the money." "You won‘t." "What do you mean?" "Just what I say. That gentleman won‘t lend you another penny. What‘s more, he wants his interest for the last quarter and that‘s nearly five hunâ€" dred." The colour faded from Edgar‘s cheeks. "How do you know?" he demanded. Chesham flicked the ash from his cigarette on to the carpet. "Never mind how," he answered. "When you see him you‘ll find I do know. But I mean to have my money, Trelawney, and soon." "It‘s my mother‘s," he answered in a thick, sulky voice. "Yours some time?" went on Chesâ€" ham. "I‘ll write you a cheque." ‘ Chesham‘s lip curled, "You‘ll have to wait till toâ€"morrow I‘ll go and see my banker." "She wouldn‘t know what â€" they were." f ' "But old Meakin would," said Chesâ€" ham significantly. "What do you know about Meakin?" "That he‘s your family solicitor, with all the jolly old Victorian ideas and that. If he knew how badly you were dipped, he‘d soon explain things to your mother. And then it‘ll be goodbyve to your fat allowance." Edgar Trelawney, shirt front crumâ€" pled, lay sprawled in a big chair. He had his hands in his pockets and a cigarette between his lips. His feaâ€" tures were well cut. He had curly brown hair, and Nature had meant him to be good looking but, though he was only twentyâ€"seven, his face had coarsened. "You‘re a stone that will bleed if it‘s squeezed hard enough," he said. "And don‘t forget that I can do the squecezing. Suppose I send these IOU §3 to your mother?" "Your place, Trelawney?" said Chesâ€" ham, turning to the other man. Edgar’s reply was to spring from his chair, and to fling himself upon Chesâ€" A puppy might as well have sprung at a tiger. Chesham caught him round the body, lifted him, and threw him back on his chair with a force that knocked the breath out of him. "Don‘t try that again," he advised, "or I might hurt you." He did not PEOPLE IN THE STORY: PEGGY GARLANDâ€"Capable, goodâ€" looking companion to ' MRS. TRELAWNEY â€"Rich, elderly widow with a country house in Devâ€" onshire, which Peggy runs very effiâ€" ciently. TRELAWNEY â€" Weakâ€"willed son of the widow, who dissipates his mother‘s money in London and only comes home for more, PHILIP . CHESHAM â€" Edgar‘s unâ€" serupulous gamibling partner. DR. JOHN ARKWRIGHTâ€"Recently settled in a practice which gives him Mrs. Trelawney as a His bachelor prejudices include a disâ€" like of professional companions. MRS. JARDINEâ€"A new neighbour‘ of Mrs. Trelawney. PUBLISHMED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT A IT I-IAPPENED John Arkwright was a man of strong character and, like most of his kind, had stromng prejudices One was that companions were parasites, women who wished to live like ladies at the exâ€" pense of the idle rich, He classed them with dance hostesses and lounge lizâ€" aras. The fact that this girl, Peggy Garland, who acted as companion to Mrs. Trelawney, of Coombe Royal, was taking her ease at halfâ€"past three in the afternoon strengthened his pre judices. Yet he had to admit that she made a very pretty picture. "I‘d say it was haunted. I‘ve never seen it before, but I believe it‘s called "The Druid‘s Den,‘ and we all know what cheery souls the Druids were, carving up a wretched prisoner laid out on altar stones." "You have a lively imagination, Dr. Arkwright," Peggy Garland answered with a touch of sarcasm, "but in this case it‘s working all wrong. Those stones were old before Druid‘s existed." CHAPTER II GIRL QN THE MOOR Jan Setters glanced up from the turf tie where he and old Tom Weller were loading peat and looked at ‘the: tall figure that came striding down the side of Ball Tor. "He surely du walk!" he remarked. ‘"He‘s got the legs to du it," agreed Tom. Jan nodded. That was not all that Arkwright saw. Seated on the grass on the island, with her back against one of the pillars, was a girl who wore a plain, paleâ€"blue linen frock, no hat, and she had book on her lap but she was not reading. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be asleep. "Pity she had to take on the job of companion to that fat old woman," Arkwright said half aloud. "A girl like that ought to have a profession." Peggy was not asleep. She was watching the longâ€"legged doctor‘s apâ€" proach from under halfâ€"closed eyeâ€" lids. As he came nearer she sat up and greeted him. "On your way to Coombe Royal?" "You choose a queer place for your siesta," remarked Arkwright. "Why queer?" Peggy retorted. "It‘s my favourite spot." Arkwright frownâ€" ed again. "You have me beaten, Miss Garâ€" land," he admitted. "I thought the Druids were the Stone merchants. Didn‘t they build Stonehenge?" "They may have. We don‘t know. But this is a Serpent Mound. It‘s like a Scottish crannogâ€"surrounded #y waterâ€"and the stones have never been touched by a tool." She stopped and laughed. "But I didn‘t mean to give you a lecture on archaeology." Below was a hollow, cupâ€"shaped, about 200 yards across. A pool of clear brown water filled the lower part of the depression and in the centre of this pool was a moundâ€"shaped island crowned by a circle of monstrous granâ€" ite daolmens. Originally there had been nine of these, but two had toppled over and lay on their side. ‘The remaining seven, grey with ageâ€"old lichen, stood up sturdily. They surrounded a great flat altar stone which lay on the north side of the circle. "I shall have to ask my mother, I must go down and see her. "I think T‘ll come with you," Chesâ€" ham said. Fadgar did not reply. Chesham read his thoughts. "Don‘t worry," he advised. "I shan‘t give you away. We‘ll take the midâ€" day train toâ€"morrow or rather today." He nodded and went out. Unconscious of the comments of the two moormen, Dr. John Arkwright swung on among the boulders and heather that covered the great slope, where bees buzzed among the late heather blooms. It was but three months since he had bought the pracâ€" tice at Nethercoombe from old Dr. Powell and he was only beginning to find his way over the vast stretches of the moor. He had a car but he liked to do at least half his work afoot. Arkwright‘s eyes widened. Though he had never made a special study of archaeology, he was surprised that she knew more about it than he. "They du say he‘s a good doctor." This time it was Tom who nodded. Edgar sat silent in his chair. His upper lip was quivering with a sort of nervous spasm.> He â€" was furiously angry, but even more frightened. Why had Chesham decided to come down to Coombe Royal? ; "Bain‘t so bad, seeing he‘s a furâ€" riner. Rackon he‘s been up to Bellâ€" ford to see Jane French‘s new un." He came to a coppice of windâ€" twisted beeches, passed through them and pulled up with a jerk. . "I‘m tremendously interested," Arkâ€" wright told her, and Peggy was secretly pleased. "As I told you, I‘ve never seen this place until today. T‘d like to have a closer look." He went to the edge of the pool. "How do you get across?" he asked. "Wade?" raise his voice in the least yet the tone made Edgar wince. Chesham went on. "To return to the pointâ€"how are you going to raise ‘the money?" Edgar?" Edgar looked desperate. I wouldn‘t if I were you â€" Arkwright kept a wise silence as they walked together down the path. He was still rather ignorant of local afâ€" fairs. AN he knew of Coombe Royal was that its owner, Mrs. Trelawney, was a very rich woman, a widow with one son, that she was fussy about her health, and that Peggy Garland had been her paid companion for nearly three years. ‘The boy gone, with a message that Miss Garland was returning, Arkwright looked at Peggy. Her lips were tightly compressed, and there was an angry colour in her cheeks. "He tried that the first time we met. He never tried it again." ~ She paused then went on,. "You needn‘t worry on my account. I‘m not in the least afraid of him, but I admit I dislike him most heartily." "HMe does neither. What he comes for is money. His mother makes him a generous allowance, but he is always in debtâ€"always worrying her for more." "A gambler?" "Not only a gambler, but I fancy what my father used to call a mug. Sometimes I‘m almost sorry for him. His father died when he was five, and his mother has spoiled him ever since," "I shall take you straight up to Mrs. Trelawney and I want you to tell her that she had better stay in bed. When you come down T‘ll give you tea." "I‘m quite willing to be guided ‘by you, Miss Garland," said Arkwright, "but what is the idea of keeping her in bed? She is not any worse, is she?" He glanced at Peggy and frowned once more. In spite of prejudices he couldn‘t help admiring her. Peggy glanced up at him. ‘"Then you‘d better take off your shoes and socks," Peggy said, "and T‘H come across and show you the way." As she spoke, she picked up her shoes, stepped down off the bank, and waded slowly but steadily across the moat. "Miss Peggy!â€"Miss Peggy!" came shrill voice, and, looking round, Peggy saw a small boy running down the slope. "Edgar doesn‘t seem to be exactly popular," he ventured. "Not with me!â€"I can‘t stand him!" said Peggy, sharply. "Yes, I suppose that is what I did mean." Peggy laughed again, but this time scornfully, "What does he come down for?" Arkwright asked. "Does he shoot or fish?" "There‘s no need for a notice," Peggy told him. "All the people about here know the place, and, in any case, the pool is on ‘Mrs. Trelawney‘s land." Arkwright stood gazing at the gregt monolith opposite. "It‘s Tommy Southcote, the lodgeâ€" keeper‘s son," she explained to Arkâ€" wright. "What is it, Tommy?" she asked, as the boy came racing up. "Mr. Edgar‘s coming, Miss," Tommy announced breathlessly, "and he‘s bringing another gentleman with him, And Rose sent me to fingd you. She says madam‘s in a dreadful fuss." "She would be!" said PReggy, in a tone of quite surprising bitterness. She turned to Arkwright. "Edgar is Mrs. Trelawney‘s son. He lives in London, and hardly ever comes down. And here ‘he is turning up at an hour‘s notice with another man. Of course, Mrs. Trelawney is upset." Arkwright nodded sympathetically. "What‘s the matter, doctor? What are you scowling @about?" "This fellow, Edgar," said Arkâ€" wright. "He doesn‘t bother you, I hope?" "Bother me{" she repeated. Then she laughed. ‘"Make love to me, do you mean?" They came to a gate leading into the back drive. Peggy paused with her hand on the latch. "The idea," Peggy answered, "is that, so long as she is in bed, I can have an eye on her and keep Edgar away." Arkwright nodded. Rose met them at the door. Rose Weller, a Devonshire girl, daughter of old Tom Weller, had come to Coombe Royal as second housemaid, but was so quick and neat, so handy with her needle that she had slipped into the position of Mrs. Trelawney‘s personal "There is a causeway. But it‘s only @whout a foot wide, and if you don‘t know it, you haven‘t a chance. T‘ll guide you if you like." Arkwright glanced at his wristâ€"watch. "I would like, and we shall just have time, for Mrs. Trelawney is not expectâ€" ing me till four." "Why not?" "Try it with your stick," Peggy sugâ€" gested, Arkwright poked his stick down through the clear water into the sand. It sank so easlly he nearly lost his balance and toppled after i#t. He straightened his long body and looked at Peggy. "Quicksand!" he said sharply. "~Quicksand it isâ€"and no one knows "Then is there no way of gettmg across?" he asked. "I see. Well, it won‘t do any harm to keep her in bed. Her heart is none too good." "But this is a scandal!" said Arkâ€" wright, indignantly. "There is no notice to warn people of the danger." Delegate to convention in New Lisâ€" keard in fallâ€"â€"Mrs. Gordon Kirk, of Timmins: alternate, Mrs. Knight, of Clute. -'Home Fconomicsâ€"Mrs. Patterson, of Kapuskasing. l:lealth ahd Child Welfareâ€"Mrs. C. Clifford. of Monteith. Legislationâ€"Mrs, â€" Geo. Ayres, _ of Holtyre. Historical â€"Research and Current Events, Mrs. J. Teeple, of Timmins. Community Activitieseâ€"Mrs. Starling, of Shillington. Second Viceâ€"President, Mrs. C. Clifâ€" ford, of Monteith. Secretaryâ€"Treasurer â€" Mrs. F. W. Knight, of Clute. Auditors, Mrs. Marwick and Mrs, Pomerleau, of Cochrane, Federated Representative, Mrs Wilson, of Hearst; alternate Mrs wick, of Cochrane. Committees Educationâ€"Mrs. Marwick, of Coch«â€" rane. Agricultureâ€"Mrs. Geo. Ash, of Fred= erickhouse. Peace â€" Educationâ€"Mrs.â€" Jenks, of Clute. | War Workâ€"Mrs. Poe. of Cochrane. ‘The district annual meeting in 1M41 will be held at Clute, Ontario. _A great deal of business all brartches was dealt with munity â€" singing added to noon‘s entertainment. Mrs, also gave a pleasing vocal Honorary President: Mrs,. Lang, of Monteith. President, Mrs. â€"R. A. Dodds, of Clute FPirst Viceâ€"President, Mrs. P. G. Hoâ€" ward, of Timmins Canadia-nization â€" Myrs. Bennett, of Matheson. To Conduct Conservatory of Music Exams, June 25â€"27 Mr. Godden has achieved an enviahle reputation as a concert planist, Re and Scott Malcolm have been featured with the Toronto Symphony Orchestra, under the baton of Sir Ernest MacMitâ€" lan, principal of the Toronto Conâ€" servatory of Music. They have atso appeared with the Toronto Promenaae Symphony Orchestra. His inspired playing has been heard. throughout Canada over the network of the Canaâ€" dian Broadcasting Corporation. Mr. Godden became a member of the teaching stafdf of the Toronto Conâ€" servatory of Music about 10 years ago, (Continued from Page One) report of secretaryâ€"treasurer; Mrs, B. D. Marwick, Mrs. H. T. Palmer, Cochâ€" rane, report of auditors: Mrs. A. P. Wilson, report of president; Mrs. JjJohn Lothian, Monteith, report of Rederâ€" ated representative; Mrs, B. D. Marâ€" wick, Cochrane, report of education committée; Mrs.. H. West, Hearst, reâ€" port of Home Economiecs; Mrs. C. Clif=â€" ford, Monteith,â€" report of Health and Child Welfare, Mrs. D. Pomerleau, Cochrane, report of agriculture and Canadian Industries; Mrs, Geo,. Avers, Holtyre, legislation; Mrs. J. P. Teeple, ‘Timmins, Historical Research and Curâ€" rent Events; Mrs, A. Bennett, Matheâ€" son, community activities and relief; Mrs. L. Hartford, Shillington, Canaâ€" dianization; Mrs. J, Anderson, Monâ€" teith, Peace Education and Interna«â€" tional Relations; Mrs. R. Poe, Coch= rane, warâ€"work. _A great deal of business relating to all brarmiches was dealt with, and comâ€" munity â€" singing added to the aftersâ€" noon‘s entertainment. Mrs. J. Griften also gave a pleasing vocal solo. The election of officers resulted as follows: ‘Third Viceâ€"President, Mrs. B. Marâ€" wick of Cochrane. "I‘m glad you‘ve come, Miss Peggy," said Rose quickly,. "The imistress has been so fussed,. I thought she was goâ€" ing to have one of her attacks." , "It will be all right, Rose," said Peggy kindly. "I‘m taking the doctor up at once. Will you tell Martin to give us tea in half an hour, in the library." "You were right," he said, "she will be better in bed for the present. TI‘ve given her a sedative and she will be asleep in half an lhour,. Tell Master Fagar that he is not to see her untll the morning." "T‘ll tell him," said Peggy as she handed Arkwright a cup of tea. ThBy sat down and chatted for a while, then Arkwright said goodâ€"bye and strode off down the drive. ‘There was a tender little sagmmile on Peggy‘s face as she watched him. Since their debut recital in 1929, the success of Malcolm and Godden has been a conspicuous one. In additixn to appearances in London, England, and New York City, they have played in over 100 cities in the United States and Canada. . Musical success has come to Reginald Godden within a remarkably few years. Born in Turnbridge Wells, England, he was brought to Canada at the age of 11 months. As a boy his main . interest was in sports of all kinds. At the age of twelve he was induced by his family to take plano lessons. Like many another boy he did not care for practicing at first, but gradually his musical interest was aroused and finally it superseded his preoccupation with sports. Less than 10 years after beginning his plano studies he won the gold medal in the licentiate course of the Toronto Conservatory of Music. Both he and Scott Malcolm we pupils of the distinguished Canadi planist Ernest Seitz, Pegegy was at the tea table when Arkwright came down. Hundred and T‘wenty Delegates at Convention Reginald Godden, member of the famous twoâ€"plano team of Malcolm and Godden, will conduct current ex« aminations of the Toronto Conservaâ€" tory of«Music in Timmins June 25â€"27th,. (To Be Continued) PAGE THREE AI