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THE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER, ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, OCTOBER JOth, 1946
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By WALLACE K. NORMAN
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She
uestions
ease Constance
wonder
seemed
Xerxes1
caught
even a minute
lifer—my life—
men back there
instant,
of the
broke
face 'tightened
an instant she
trapped expres-
in her eyes,
was with
a moment, survey
forbidding interior
“Nice place,” he
Must have been a
Xerxes replied in mingled
and bewilderment. “But
in the name of time are you
in that rigout in this pigsty?”
gelle "ma Region
CONSTAT
Tho story thus far: Dismissed
from West Point by the perjured
•testimony of Curt Sawyer, Bill
Harvey, alias Xerxes Benedict, is
now a lieutenant in the French
Foreign Legion stationed in Tlaba.
Trouble is! lanticipated Xrpjm ithe
native chief, (Aben-el-Akr, Constance
Barteau, an American girl, is in
Tlaba with her (brother Raoul.
Xerxes sees her with Sawyer, To
his questions about Sawyer she
gives evasive 'answers. They are
ambushed at an. oasis outside Tlaba
but escape unharmed. Xerxes real
izes he loves Constance. An airplane
delivers orders for Capt. Berouge
to take half the force to El Grim-
gau, leaving Xerxes at Tlalba. Next
evening Constance sends word for
him to meet her away from camp.
her face,
“Yes?” Xerxes iasked again.
“What Is it?”
“That Ali Hadjin and 1,0 00 na
tives will attack you tonight.”
Xerxes stared 'down at Constance
Barteau’s white, upturned face in
loose-jawed consternation,
“Ali Hadjin?" he finally gasped.
“No—! Ali Hadjin 'hasn’t been
heard of in four years. He’s-—he’s
dead,”
“The French think lie is, but he
isn’t.” Constance shook her head.
“He has been hiding in—”
checked herself and, caught the
strap of Xerxes’ garrison belt.
“What difference 'does it make
where he has been?” she cried des
perately shaking him as if to bring
him to his senses. “You are to be
attacked tonight. Don't you under-
By 1,000 natives who have
that not one Legionnaire
alive at dawn tomorrow.”
•how—'how do you know?”
blurted, “Ali Hadjin’s dead,
>1
Fall From Barn
Roof Breaks Leg
Clayton Ortwein, 35. of Zurich,
is a patient at4St, Joseph*# Hospital
after suffering a fracture of the
left leg in *a fall of 88 feet from
the barn of Leonard Zirk while
cleaning straw from ’the roof, was
reported in “fair” condition Mon
day might, Hospital attendants stat
ed he was resting comfortably,
Mr. Ortwein was formerly em
ployed iby a construction firm in
Ottawa and is accustomed to work
ing as high aS 2'00 feet above the
ground.Two men had removed all straw
left by recent threshing on the
north side of the roof hut took the
precaution1 to use a rope since this
straw looked wet and slippery, The
straw on the south side appeared
dry and the rope was 'discarded.
Wet straw treacherously hidden
under the dry layer on the south
side caused Mr, 'Ortwein's fall.
As he fell he clutched the eave
trough ,,and pulled it down with
him. His leg struck a scantling
breaking the hone and he landed
only three feet away from a stone
CHAPTER VIH
After leaving the Legion encamp
ment Xerxes circled to the right
past the palm grove where he and
Constance had been tired on the
night before. Keeping well away
from Tlaba ihe pushed his mount
to a cautious trot and' struck
straight for the third of the jmud
villages.
Cloaked in utter darkness, he
made the trip unchallenged.
The three villages, strung out like
a comet’s tail below Tlaba, were
scarcely villages. Mere .collections
of a few mud huts would have bet
ter described them, and of the
three, the third was the smallest.
Entering it cautiously, Xerxes had
traveled but a few rods when .a low
voice called to him from the shad
ows of a squat hut. ’.He stopped
short .and 'the voice called again.
.It was Constance Barteau.
Xerxes dismounted and led his
horse into the shadows of the hut.
A figure clad in flapping .native
garb came toward him swiftly. In
stinctively Xerxes drew back, hjs,
thumb flipping open the leather
•flap of his holster.
“That won’t be necessary,
tenant,” Constance’s voice
lieu-
________ . sai'd
with <a trace of her throaty laugh.
“I may look the part, but really,
I'm not' Arab.”
Xerxes grunted in sharp' amaze
ment as the robed.' figure halted
before him. Clad in the garb of a
native girl, Constance looked more
native than a Chleu'h. 'In the dark
ness. which was lessening with the
rising moon, her dark skin and eyes
under the shawl-like hood, of her'
costume would have ’deceived; the
shrewdest sahib.
“Well. I’m glad you spoke up
when you did. I might have 'done
something I’d ’a' been mighty sorry
for."
relief
what
(doing__ _ , _ _
■Constance came forward swiftly.
The hint of throaty laughter was
gone from her voice.
“I’m not masquerading for the
fun -of it,” she said. “I -had to wear
this in order to get cut here with
out being noticed!”
“Yes?” Xerxes demanded, frown
ing uneasily. “But—but why did
you have to' get out here in the first
place?”
Constance, disregarding the blunt
question, caught Xerxes by the
arm. “Come inside,” she half whis
pered, leading him .toward the door
of the hut. “The village seems de
serted but there might be* someone
around and we mustn’t be seen.”
Stooping, Xerxes entered the low
doorway. A >dry, musty odor made
his nostrils tingle. To one side, he
saw in dim outline a small, heavily
barred window.
“What’s this?” he queried ipuz-
zledly. “Looks like a jail.”
“It is—rather, it was,” 'Constance
informed 'him. "The Spanish built
it years ago.”
He was silent
ing the gloomy,
of the old jail,
said shortly.
great spot in which to spend eight
or ten months.” IA; grin lighted his
features. “Don’t tell me you brought
me out here just to show me this
rotten relic.”
Constance stood so close now her
upturned mouth was in reach of
his. Her eyes, great luminous pools
in the half-darkness, swept his
handsome sun-tanned face intense
ly. •“No,” she said. “I—I have some
thing to,tell you.”
There was*.a strained quality in
her voice that made Xerxes tear
bis attention from the loveliness of
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“But
Xerxes
I tell you.
Ali Hadijin, one of the most sun
ning of Moroccan leaders, was sup
posedly killed in combat four years
previous. He was marked as dead
in the 'French war office. Xerxes
himself had taken part in the bat
tle in which the fiery native chief
tan had supposedly met his death.
“What difference does it make
how I know!” Constance protest
ed. Her face was white, her voice
strained with hysteria. “I do know
—isn’t that enough?”
“No,” Xerxes said bluntly, “it
don’t doubt your word, but I might
doubt the source of your informa
tion. Don’t misunderstand me, but,
I’m afraid after last night you might
attach too great an importance to
any wild rumor you might hear.
The source of information is al
ways the important thing."
For .a moment the girl
defeated. ‘ She stared up at
helplessly, then suddenly
him by both arms.
“The source?” she panted. “You
want the source? Very well—IT1
tell you! Aben-el-Akr!”
“Aiben-el-Akr?” Xerxes gasped as
if someone (had struck him in the
pit of the stomach. “You—you
heard that from Aben-el-Akr?”
“Yes!” Constance replied, the
words ^tumbling over one another.
“In the coffee house behind the
market place. He was talking to
some of his men—and Ali Hadjin
was among them!"
Xerxes stared at ’Constance in
almost stupefied bewilderment. The
Legion had combed the town 'for
wily old Aben-el-Akr and had
found not so much as ,a trace of his
ever having been the.re. Then "an
other thought raced through his
mind.
“But how," he 'demanded, “could
you understand them? How do you
know it was |Ali Hadjin' or Aben-el-
Akr, for that matter? Surely, you
aren't that familiar with these hill
swine?”
The girl’s white
with a jerk. For
stood speechless, a
sion poorly hidden
“My brother—Raoul,
me,” she floundered, then righted
herself 'before Xerxes had' timej to
even wonder why she (had hesitated.
“He has been traveling through
Morocco for years. He knows them
all by sight and speaks all of the
dialects like a native . . .”
“Well, in the name of Jupiter!”
Xerxes exploded angrily. “Why
didn’t he warn me instead of let
ting you coime out here like this?”-
“Oh, don’t you see!” Constance
cried, moving closer, and Xerxes
missed the expression of relief on
her face. "He couldn’t! Aben-el-
Akr’s spies are everywhere. Being
a European, they naturally would
watch Raoul’s every move. I want
ed to get word to you sooner, but
it was impossible. My only hope was to send Akbad, the littie native
boy, with the note to you and then
steal out here where we could talk.
I’d have put it iall in the message,
but I was afraid someone might see
him going to the (Legion camp and
stop him. They’d have killed him on
•the spot and then I’d have had no
way of warning you!” «
“They’d, have had to kill him, all
right,” Xerxes agreed tersely,
all the close-mouthed natives I’ve
ever met that kid tops tlie list!”
“I was sure I could trust him,”
Constance continued, talking rap
idly. “He’s an orphan. I’ve fed and
clothed him ever sjnee we came to
Tlaba.” t
“I thought it must be something
like that,” Xerxes nodded. “The
little beggar was as loyal'as a tick.”
He stopped short and
hand over 'Constance’s,
—you’ve been grand,”
“Risking your life for .
“Please! Please don’t
For an instant (Constance
where she was, then her
band crept up to Xerxes’
“I had to. Didn’t I tell you last
night that"” she faltered, then
went on with a rush, her vojee
choked and dry, “that I thought
.1 loved you?”
Xerxes stooped and kissed her.
Her lips, burning hot, responded
with fervent, almost reckless aban
don.
‘tSay that again,” Xerxes said
huskily, drawing her to him. “Only,
shy that you do — not that you
think you do.”
A violent tremor ran the length
of Constance 'Barteau’s clinging
body, “I—I do,” she said, and.' her
words Were lost In the pressure of
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“Of
closed his
“And you
he said.
say that!1’
istoojd
other
collar.
Xerxes’ lips.
|A| flood of misty light spilled
down into the sprawling village as
the moon swam up over the 'dis-
tan| mountain peaks. Xerxes turned
with a start.
“Come on,” Xerxes said tersely.
“I’ve igot to get back to camp!
Moonrise is a favorite time for these
natives to start their fun. If they
catch us out 'here in the moonlight
they won’t miss as they did last
night,”
Constance clung to him a mo
ment, her face buried on his chest.
“Good-by,” she said, then her
voice broke in 'a choked half sob.
“Good-by?” Xerxes held her at
a distance and looked at 'her in
astonishment. “What 'do you mean?
You don’t think I’d ride off and
leave you here for those bloody
dogs to find, do you?”’ His voice
was sharp with impatience as he
turned toward the door.
“Come on, up you go! Good thing
my horse’ll carry double. We may
have to make a run for it—”
■ Constance wriggled from 'his
grasp. “No.”' she said, and the
blackness of 'the shadows masked
the terror impressed on her face.
“I can’t go with you. But you
please go before it’s too late.”
Xerxes crossed the space 1
•tween them in one long stride. His
face was set; beads iof prespiration
stood out on his .forehead below
the visor of his kepi.
“Good God, girl!” he rasped, tak
ing her roughly by the wrist, “don’t
stand here arguing! Do you realize
that the loss of
might mean your
the lives of those
in that camp?”
With surprising
wrenched hei’ wrist free of Xerxes’
tight grip. “Yes!” she all but
screamed. “I do realize it! That’s
why J said—”
The rest of her speech Xerxes
did not hear. A crackling roar of
gunfire came .rolling through the
night from the direction of Tlaba.
Xerxes spun on his heel. A long-
drawn gabbling howl drowned the
sound of gunfire for an
then the chattering smash
Legion’s automatic rifles
through the bedlam.
Xerxes did not have to
what was happening. He knew. Ali
Hadjin and his warriors had at
tacked the leaderless Legionnaires.
“■Mon dieu!” he choked, revert
ing to his adopted tongue in the
extremity of the moment. “They’ve
attacked!”
“Don’t go now!” 'Constance cried,
darting .around him toward the
door of the hut, “You can’t—you
can’t! It’s too late! You’ll ’be kill
ed if you try to get through!”
Xerxes, his heart hammering
wildly at his ribs, made a lunge for
the door, but Constance was ahead
of him. She leaped out through the
doorway and, catching the heavy
panel, slammed the door in Ihis face.
Xerxes’ ‘ shoulder crashed .against
the wooden slabs with the force of
a pile driver, the fraction of a sec
ond too late. Her hands flying, Con
stance caught the heavy swinging
bar on the outside and 'dropped it
into place. Xerxes hurled himself
headlong at the door again. It did
not budge. The Spanish had built
their jail well.
“Constance! Constance! Where
are you?” a heavy voice bellowed
from, somewhere outside the jail.
Xerxes stopped 'dead in his tracks.
The voice belonged to Curt Sawyer.
“Here!** Constance’s voice re
plied. “I’m here, .Curt. Everything’s
all right.”
'•• The rising roar of battle swirling
down the valley filled the reeking
mud hut, mercifully 'drowning the
sound of Constance Barteau *s voice,
(Continued Next Week).
Next Week: While their lieuten
ant in command is battering at the
mud walls of his prison, the leader
less Legionnaires strive to resist
the hord'd of savage attackers. Will
they succeed?
Waiter: “Blue iplate special is
seventy-five cents. The White iplate
special is ninety cents.0 iDiner:
“Why1 is that, better food or more?’*
Waiter: “Neither, We have to wash
the plate.”
only three feet away from
pile.
Dr. P. J. O’Dwyer, of
treated the injured man
spot then summoned the Hoffman
ambulance from Dashwood. iMr.
Ortwein is being attended by Dr,
Vincent A. Callaghan, of London.
Elgie-Harrison
A wedding was solemnized at
the United Church' parsonage,
Lucan, by Rev. A. F. Gardner,
when Dorothy Elaine Harrison,
youngest daughter of Mrs. Harri
son, Clandeboye, and 'the late Guy
Harrison, was united in marriage
to Lloyd R'aymond Elgie, second
son of Mr, and Mrs, Arthur Elgie,
of St. Marys1, The bride wore a
floor-length gown of white satin
and shoulder-Jength veil caught
with orange blossoms. She carried a
bouquet of red roses and white
carnations. She was attended hy
her sister, Mrs. Lionel D. Shipley, of
Ottawa, wearing a floor-length
'gown of pink net over pink satin
with matching shoulder-length veil,
caught with pink roses, She car
ried a nosegay of White baby chiy-
santhemums and' pink rosebuds’. The
groom was attended by his brother
Lavern Elgie, of 'St. Marys, 'Follow
ing the ceremony a reception was
held at the bride’s home. Later Mr.
and Mrs. Elgie left by motor for
•Chisholm, Minn., the bride travel
ing in a suit of brown gabardine
with matching 'accessories,
•coinage was pink rose buds and
white baby chrysanthemums,
their return they will reside in Lon
don.
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A Canada Savings Bonds are the suc
cessor to Victory Bonds and War Sav
ings Certificates. They are your coun
try’s promise to return your money to
you at any time and to pay you interest
at an attractive rate.
Q Why are Canada Savings Bonds
being offered?
A Because during the war, millions of
Canadians learned the savings habit by
huying Victory Bonds and War Savings
Certificates. A recent survey shows that
82% of them want to keep on saving
by a similar plan. •
Q Is the Government selling Canada
Savings Bonds just to raise money?
A No. Borrowing needs of the Govern
ment can be met by other types of loans.
The main purpose of the Canada Sav
ings Bond is to provide Canadians with
a convenient way to continue this kind
of saving and investment in peacetime.
Q Is there any limit to the amount of
Canada Savings Bonds that one person
may hold?? If so, why?
A Yes. There is a limit of $2,000 for
each individual, but each member of a
family may hold bonds up to the limit.
Q W7iat is the price of Canada Savings
Bonds?
A 100%. That is, a $100 bond costs
$100. If payment is not completed on or
before November 15th, 1946, interest
will be added to the purchase price.
Q In what denominations are Canada
Savings Bonds available?
A $50, $100, $500 and $1,000.
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before November 1, 1956?
A Yes, any branch in Canada of any
chartered bank will cash your bond im
mediately at full face value, plus inter
est at 2%%, upon your identification as
the registered holder.
Q Can Canada Savings Bonds be
assigned or transferred?
A They can be cashed, but not assigned
or transferred. This is necessary to pre
vent any individual from acquiring
more than the authorized limit.
INTEREST COUPONS
Q W/iat interest is paid on Canada
Savings Bonds?
A 2% %—payable yearly on November
1st from 1947 to 1956, by coupon cash
able without charge at any branch in
Canada of any bank.
Q Are interest coupons registered?
A No. They are payable to bearer.
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Q TVZil/ is it necessary to register Can
ada Savings Bonds?
A Registration gives protection in case
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It is also the simplest way to ensure that
individuals do not hold more than the
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Q In whose name can Canada Savings
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name of one individual, adult or minor,
up to the amount of the authorized limit.
nswers
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Canada Savings Bonds in a safe place,
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