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Barrister;at,hw , is THIRBD AVE | _ Tm _ | The Surprisit o« I hor ~ a D \Langdon Langdon A hostile fist sent the speaker stagâ€" gering. Catching hold of theâ€" first solid object which happened to be a mains switch, ‘he saved.a nasty fall, but plunged the engine room into darkness. "Put her on mon." "I canna find it again." "That you, Skipper?" "Aye, cap‘n, and my landlubber of a _â€"*"Dinna curseâ€"linna curse," he imâ€" plored the mate. "Tek that, ye lumâ€" mock!" Inevitably, the struggle lacked orderâ€" liness. It was conducted without any nice regard to rules: Whenever a head was available for hitting, somebody jJabbed at it with anything heavy. Mcâ€" Fergus and Ogilvie were at their best in this kind of a scrap. The skipper, in particular, went berserk. His great fists moved in and out like pictons, and as he smote, he sang snatches of Calvinistic hymns. "Get on wi‘ the job and leave my mora.ls be," Ogilvie retorted. Those isolated shots had been heard in the aft magazine where fired by Mr. Mason. Having more respect for the interior fitments the Germans avoided resort to firearms. % or do something else equally inconâ€" _ When the grim game of, hide. and seek . with Ellendorf‘s crew was in proâ€" gress, the opportunity for inflictâ€" ing damage had passed. There mnad been an intention to put the machinery out of gear, but when it came to arranging this patriotic sabotage they did not know how to beâ€" gin. If one section was destroyed the craft might fillâ€"with water, or blow up, CHAPTER XVIII. A Uâ€"BOAT IN TOW . To a layman ,the inside of a submarâ€" ine is as bewildering as the interior of a human being, and almost as much overcrowded with tital organs. The adventures of Mr. Pewsey Mason, Capâ€" tain Walsh, Jessop and the two boatâ€" men, after Hugh and Muriel had partâ€" ed company, were concerned, to a large extent, in dodging about among ballast tanks, electric accumulators, torpedo tubes and other jimpedimenta. _ ‘By LESLIE CARGILL Authorof ‘D“fl‘(;oelijn,” “Mu d inthe â€" MacBrien Bailey "Cling on to my coat. Mason and BARRISTERS and SOLICITORS 2% Third Avenue o *â€" PUBLISHED BÂ¥ SPECIAL ABRRANGEMENT ® ~"*> ' K Â¥ Barrister, Soliciter, Ete. Bank of Commerce Building Timmins, Ont. U?H- E:mmnm%e hg-em ‘:d miultiple staore. proprietor. He preâ€" ers, however, p . and takes a posi{ as warden _ _bird sanctuary on a Jonely island. ; Mflm‘ ' e MURIEL MASON: With whom he falls in ‘love after an unpropitious meeting. Her father is * EM ' ‘ H. PEWSEY MASON: Interested in natural history a cruiser, the Eider Duck. tory and sailing his cabin AMBKOSE MALLOW.:IM Martin: Previous warden of the seanctuary. Â¥*2a in in Inamia «ri+ S. A. Caldbick «~14â€"20 "Is this the promised pleasantness?" "I do not break my word, captain. You are excused irons." Which was something as Walsh pointâ€" ed out after the Germans left "Being chained up is the last straw, I can tell you. As it is, wemighh... ‘‘Might what?" ‘ "Come to think of it, it doesn‘t do to talk here. Huns are up to every kind of trick.". ‘ ‘"Like whatâ€"recording devices?" ‘"Wouldn‘t surprise me." â€"Dim daylight filtered in thrbugh high grating. : The insufficient illuminâ€" ation was augmented by ‘Walsh‘s petâ€" rol lighter. "Might knock guard on head when food brought," he scribbled on the back of an old envelope. Outside a terrific commotion was goâ€" ing on. : "If Muriel and ..." Mason began. ‘Walsh. clapped a hand over his mouth to prevent. any tactless remark. Nothing,; however, could stay the agoâ€" nized cry of Ogllvie when he recognized the starting up of his beloved motor. "To the de‘il wi‘ them. They‘ll burrn oot every valve revving her that f "Did ye no‘. call ‘em rattletraps the "If you reveal the: whereabouts of our young friends it shagll be made pleaâ€" santer for you," Ellendorf promised. "Can we trust that?” «Walsh coolly rejoined "On my*honour as a. German » Mr. Mason opened his mouth, but the captain motioned him to be quiet. ‘"Very well" he lied valiantly. They are on land." , "The Scottish mainland?" "No, on this island. K regret they haven‘t got beyond." ; ‘"We shall see they do not." "First catch your hare, lientenant.‘" ; You mock, yes," Ellendorf controlled himself with an effort. ‘""I shall make you They nodded though not very hopeâ€" fully. ‘‘Where you‘ll never find them," Mr. Mason exclaimed. _ "Puut your hands up! Up, I say!" Walsh groaned audibly as the door of the prison opened again. Out came the two Germans, aggressive as ever, now thatâ€"they had adequate support. "so," he sna.rled "T expected to meet four people, but not as you are. The good captain is out of the guardâ€" room, I notice. And these other came in <the momr-bot‘ which so greét d puzzle was. > Where is the Fraulein and Everard?" George with us Altogether now! To the companlon ladder ts 5. A milling mob of enemies surroundâ€" ed them. Still in unbroken formation they crowded ‘into an alleyway a misâ€" take hnposslble to, rectify. © Here were no deli¢cate obstacles to ‘disuade the Germans. Ligbts went up all over the vessel and Ellendort in person stood in the opening." P. M. LAPORTE, 6. 6. A. Ontarie MSmu Mldlacm l-amtai.ltc. nrmuAu.~ Phone 362 P.0. Box 1501 Timmins, Ont. Third Avenuse. Empire Block 8wlu Watchmaker Graduate of the Famous Horologhgl _ Institute of Switzerland j "I dare say the government will make CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT t THIRD AVENUE | ? Keep it I dreaming of umnderam P“fll eoncmded we‘d need tae get "ah Say? 99 vie. "Ah‘m surprised and shocked." "And Ah‘m a sorry man the noo. Not for letting my feelings get the upper We forgot to sink the dinghy They ha‘e it. What will the captain strongly. The carelessness , was liable to be serious. Although only capable of holding six men the fact that they would be armed with riflies was an imâ€" portant consideration. ."We‘re down to a few clips for our automatics," he concluded. ‘"Moderate your language, man. Oh, hell!" ' _"Oh, skipper‘" "Dinna mek a mock of me, Mr. Ogilâ€" hust "Off it is" # ‘re awa‘, Mr. Ogilvie." ,"if the old rattletrap doesna‘ seize a bearing. Doon wi‘ your head, skipper!" ‘A bullet zinged past the old man‘s ear. "Ah canna‘ steer on my belly," he complained. "There‘s a big crowd gatherin‘ tae wave us goodâ€"bye. Och, you brute Snicked the skin of my nose. Are you all right, Mr. Ogilvie?" "Fine, and thankful tae be on the ‘Purple Heather,‘ for we‘d ha‘e been hellish slow in the dinghy." e Close inshore the dinghy changed course to bring her alongside the moâ€" torâ€"boat. Screened by this they climbâ€" ed over the gunwhale. It was Ogilvie‘s turn to pray as he started the oftâ€"conâ€" demned engines, which made amends for all prior shortâ€"comings by waking to instant life. - ‘"I‘m aware of that, Mr. Everard. What they can accomplish is to apâ€" proach the shore, immobilise the motorâ€" boat and leave us isolated. Mr. Ogilâ€" vie will be best for the job. He‘ll know how to render the engines beyond reâ€" *"Ah‘ll ne‘er forget this, Mr. Ogilvie. Yon Germans isna‘ greatly concerned wi‘ cor movements. Mebbe ‘twill come oot right." McFergus so far lapsed as to utter a profanity. "No room for sentiment, skipper." "Ah ken that fine captain. ‘Tis a wicked sin. (Could we no‘ sink the dinghy and bring my bonnie boat awa‘ wi‘ us?" "Time‘s short. I don‘t %mow! It‘s not such a mad idea at that, Use your discretion. If there‘s any opposition, or any trouble arises, stick to the dinâ€" ghy and sacrifice the boat." "Dinna fash yersel‘ skipper, we‘ll keep the ‘Purple Heather‘ afioat. Often ah‘ve called her names, mut she‘s as dear tae me as tae you." "Will ye ha‘e me destroy theâ€" apple of my eye?" The skipper prayed. with fervour as Ogilvie tugged at the oars. "Ah, ne‘er thought to see the day ah‘d be abbot tae do sae foul a deed.‘" "ITwo men came out and two are going back," said Walsh, the merchant skipper. ‘"Won‘t work!!! None of us can pass muster with the gang." "Yes, and if you can scuttle her into the bargain, all the better.‘" It was a sensible provision for while Hugh and George Jessop were pacing the narrow deck, the dinghy put off with a relief couple. Deceived by the oilâ€"skinâ€"clad figures silhouetted against the skyline, they came abroad unsusâ€" pectingly, surrendering at the point of an unloaded pistol. "That‘s torn it!" exclaimed Muriel. "If the dinghy doesn‘t return with Fritz and Hans our number is definâ€" itely up." : "Wouldn‘t have been any more effecâ€" tive," Captain Waish said. ‘"We‘ve got to put on our thinking caps. By the way, dummy sentries had better be mounted. The absence of the genuine ones may be noticed." Relative freedom was very precious to the party. But having the run of the submarine was of little avail unless they could make good their escape. Ellendorf had attended to the ship‘s armaments, so another naval engageâ€" ment was ruled out. "If they‘re instailed, there‘s certainly nobody to listen. We‘ve been t.hrougn this boat and we know." ‘ "Didn‘t you mention hearing Gerâ€" mans on deck?" e "A mouldy brace." | "Well, what about them?" _ . l She laughed. "We‘ve brought them along. Fritz and Hans march!!" The couple whom they had surprised on boarding the submarine had been caught again. "Gave them a tremenâ€" fright when we bobbed up. They‘d been given to understand we‘d cleared off, and the island is being combed. Up went their greasy hands for the asking" "Practice makes perfect," Mason c quoted. "Bring them inside." and Murie!l Mason from rough handâ€" ling. â€" Their arrival was not accidental. Boon after the motor boat had left the submarine‘s side the two had stolen out of hiding. "SBeemed as if we‘d been deserted," Hugh related. "Then we overheard German spoken up above." "Bo we went into a huddle," Muriel took over. . â€" "And here we are." "Good girl!" . "I say," she said, alarmed, "why the whispering?" Captain Walsh expressed himselt "We imagined microphones or someâ€" "Not a split second to spare and she‘s behaving like an old cow," he said. "Curse these hydraulic rudders. I don‘t want to do anything to make her more unwelildy or I‘d experiment. Wheres‘ the enemy?" | The others were toiling like slaves until the cumbersome capture was walâ€" lowing in the wake of the "Purple Heaâ€" ther" as they made for the open sea. It was a severe strain on the motor boat, especially as Walsh was unable to manipulate the steering gear. "Aye loads of it. If ye‘.no‘ proposâ€" ing to charter. Ah‘ll mek it clear, as skipper, that the prizece money will be apportioned accordingly." * Captain Wiaish threw back his head and laughed until the tears ran down his" cheeks. "Of all the piratical vilâ€" lains you stand supreme." "Ah, ask nae more than my rights." "By heavens you shall have them." Ellendort‘s men were blazing away at extreme range, showing no disposition to come to close quarters. Their fire had no appreciable effect, though it slowed down preparations. Concluding that the British party were helpless, the crowded dinghy came closer. Miason and Hugh drove them off with pistol shots that were falling yards wide and short. selves," Mr. Mason objected. . "We‘ll make a good attenmpt. Come on help me jettison the anchor, Rig a line, skipper. We‘ve a valuable prize. Besides, if:we leave her, Ellendorf won‘t "Are ye chartering my vessel, capâ€" tain?" . {! Walsh‘s jaw dropped ludicrously. *Because," McFergus went on, ‘"the Purple Heather‘ is no‘ insured agalnst "Haven‘t you any patriotism, man?" enthusiasm twenty years ago, the ofâ€" ficial opening. of the Timmins Golf. Olub taking place on May:Mth. The was between Preddent and Viceâ€"Preâ€" sident, the Presidenit‘s team winning. Damage to extent of about $2,000.00 was done at a fire twenty years hgo at Gray‘s Drug Store, River Road. ‘The fire was understood to have originated from . a clerk in the store striking a match, and the head of the match flyâ€" ing in among the stock of , fireworks. The result was a spectacular fire or series of fires. The speedy response of the fire brigade helped a lot. It was a nasty fire to handle but the. 'I‘immms fire chief and his men. t.hen, as now, knew their fires, and by the aidâ€"of the chemical tank got the fire partly under control. The water had to be turned on when the chemical tanks were exâ€" hausted. The loss was covered by inâ€" sport put up, J. D. McLean, the manaâ€" ger of the Town hockey team, and each playing member‘ of the teem twenty Asamvaurdthemmm Cpl. T. J. White, R. C. A. F., stationed at Toronto. â€" Cpl. White was able to get home for his mother‘s funeral.. From her late residence on Chadbourne aveâ€" nue, Mrs. White‘s remains were taken to Our Lady of rotection church for a high mass of requiem yesterday mornâ€" ing at 10 o‘clock, Rev. Father J. M Pelchat officiating.. Burial took place after the: mass in the Noranda cemeâ€" her husband and children to Rouyn and Noranda seven years ago. Mr. White has {for several years been employed by Hillâ€"Clarkâ€"Francis Ltd. as superintendent on construction work. He has been on such work at the Aldermac property, Sherbrooke, for: the past four months, and was sumâ€" moned â€" home from there Monday by the death of his Besides her husâ€" band, Mrs. White leaves to mourn ‘her a daughter Pearl, married to Leading Stoker H. Dresser, R. C. N. V. R., who home from the hospital on the followâ€" ing | day,. but . succumbed to a heart attack. Anetive of Bay of Islands, Curlâ€" ing, Newfoundland, Mrs. White came death of Mrs. T. M. T Chadbourne avenue, Norâ€" of Mrs. White:â€" e : following reference is made the : eath a da, on Bunday last, came as a shock *%o her relatives, friends and the staff of Youville Hogpital. . Apparently suf« to the "The White, of eneral Regret at Death of Mrs. T. te, Noranda Im came to Noranda for the funâ€" eral, accompanied by Mrs, wm. E4â€" monds. There are also two broâ€" thers in New Jersey, and sisters and other niothers in New foundland. Mrs. A. Olive,â€"of Kirkland Lake, and Miss Olga Valley,, of â€"Swastika,. friends of the deceased, also attended the funâ€" cral. Mr. White and his daughter and mmmmtehnbothosewhosent the many floral offerings. Mr. White expects to returrn to Sherbrooke on BSaturday, Cpl. White to his station at Toronto on Monday, and Mr. and Mrs. Wim. Edmonds and Walter EGâ€" monds to their homes in Timmins on The death. occurred on May BRnd, at Bt Mary‘s hospital, of Colin MacLeod, infant son of Mr. and Mrs. James Macâ€" Leod, 150 Balsam St. N. The child was two months old at the time of death. The funeral services were held at the Church of the Nativity on May Ird, at 3 p. m. and interment was made in Timmins cemetery.. Funeral aerrangements were under S T Walker. Exchange: The average girl thinks the best way to make a name is to change hers. Ottawa Joumnal: "Dad‘s old suit," says a journal headline, "can blossom into smart outfit for milady." Could, perhaps, except that Dad is wearing it. Death of Infant Son of Mr. and Mrs. Colin MacLeod Messrs. Ray Doyle, Reéne Plourde, Chief