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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1929-09-12, Page 67;71 Wellington Mutual Fire • Insuranco Co. Head Office, Guelph, Ont, • Established 1849 Risks iaken un allclass of insur- ance at reasonable rates. ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wingharn. W. DODD Office., in Chisholm Block FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND — HEALTH INSURANCE — AD REAL ESTATE P. O. Bch.- 360 Phone 240 WINGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office--IVIeyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes • R. VANSTONE BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC. -Money to Loan at Lowest Rates Wingham, Ontario • JA. MORTON BARRISTER, ETC. Wingham, Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store IL W. COLBORNE, M. D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C; R. Successor. to Dr. W. R, Harnbly Phone 64 • Ittringhain DR. ROBT. C. REDMOND •M.R.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (I,ond.) PHYSICIAN AND• SURGEON' DR. R. L. STEWART Graduate of University of Toronto, Faculty of Medicine; Licentiate of the Ontario College of Physicians and Surgeons. Office in Chisholm l3lock Josephine Street. • Phone 29 DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over John Galbraith's Store. F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated Office Adjoining residence next to Anglican Church on Centre Street. Sundays by appointment. Osteopathy •Electricity Phone 272, Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL Licensed Drugless Practitioners Chiropractic and Electro Therapy. Graduates of Canadian Chiropractic College, Toronto, and National Col- lege, Chicago. • Out of town and night calls res- ponded to. All business confidential. Phone, 601-18. J. ALVIN FOX Registered Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC AND DRUGLESS PRACTICE ELECTRO -THERAPY Hours: 2-5, 7-8, or by ppointment. Phone 191. D.. 11. McINNES of Clinton CHIROPRACTOR ELECTRO THERAPIST Office: Queens Hotel Monday and Friday Evenings GEORGE A. SIDDAL • — BROKER — Money to lend on first and second mortgages on farm and other real es- tate properties at a reasonable rate of interest, also on first Chattel retort - gages on stock and on personal notes. A few farms on hand for sale or to rent on easy terms • Phone 73. •Lucknow, Ont. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A thorough knowledge of Farm Stock • Phone nt, Wingharn RICHARD B. JACKSON AUCTIONEER Phone 613r6, Wroxeter, or address R. R. 1, Gorrie. , Sales conducted any- where and satisfaction •guaranteed. George Walker, Gorrie, can arrange elates, DRS. 'A.J & A W IRWIN DENTISTS Office MacDonald Block, Wingham A., J. WALKER IIRNITIIRE AND PIINERAL SERVICE • A. J., Walker Licensed rtmeral Director and Embalmer. Office Phone 106 Res. Pitons 224. Latest Litnousine Funeral Coach, 1110'NES Wirt() S'PliATZ; Ivo In a Tiny Altgliageiti World. of Their Owe-. Cowled men who never speak, bit use the •primitive language wiz° never so, •a womat nor worry ttlieut eivilization, who work lab*, irately with their heads fFora 4 item until their bedtime at 7 pan! Sucii aro the monks of Mount Melleray, Me famous monastery ia the Kuock- mealdown mountains, says Tit -Bits. • Almost a hundred of thein, priests and laymen, live in a tiny mediaeval world of their own, chiefly doing farm work and stock -rearing. Many are the strahge stories told of Mount Melleray. A Dublin doe.or who visited the monastery for a few days never came out again, but "s- surned the cowl and habit of the monks. Strangei, still—such is the silence, secrecy, and disinterestedness of the monks—an old priest on his death- bed sent for a -confessor, aud diseov- ei•ed that the priest who came was • his brother. They had lived together in the monastery for years without snspecting ea,ch other's identity, •Wheat I visited the monastery I was received by a small man in brown habit and enormous shoes, and taken through the li.tle green door in the wall, says a writer in the London Chronicle, The small man was the guest brother and he introduced me to the gueit master. These two alone, with the exeeption of the Abbot of Mount Melleray, are permitted to speak for the purpose of welcoming visitors. The guest master arranged a roon, hoped I would stay for a week, and said that tea—the last meal of the day—would be at five o'clock. ` At seven o'clock, in broad day- light, we were sent to bed. • A body of naonks ean peel pota- toes or work in ,:he garden; but when their task is finished no one saes, "Lot's go." One man taps twice on the ground with Me foot and the oth- ers rise and follow him. • IVIany of them have not been olit- side the walls for twenty or' thir y years and aredgnorant of changes in dress, politics, and all the daily things that interest us. • A welcome is extended to visitors of every nationality or creed, Thil-± are received and entertained free for any period, though many visitors make offerings to thO monastery be- fore they leave its hospitable gates. BRITAIN'S POPULATION. From 1901 to 1921 Gain Only Fif- teen Per Cent. Since the •year 1801 an accurate census has been taken every ten years af Great Britain's population, Prior to that no systematic record was kept. The population of England alone at the end of the sixteenth cen- tury is- estimated at nearly 5,000,Q00, growing to 6,500,000 by 1750. These figures give an increase of one mil- lion a hundred years, an increase of 20 per cent. a century. • • The first census of Great Britain and Ireland in 1801 showed a popu- lation of 16,345,646. By the year 1901 the population had grown to 41,976,827; an increase of 25 mil- lions or 157 per cent. in the century. • During the twenty years from 1901 to 1921, there was an ineres.ee in the population of England, Wales and Scotland of only about 5,500,000—or 15 per cent. At the rate of increase prevailing during the previous cen- tury the population should have grown by at least ten millions, or 30 per cent. from 1001 to 1921. Thus some idea cart be gathered of SO PM of population during the war. In 1'921, the number of persons to the square mile in England and Wales was 649, and in Scotland 164. In Low or Platt -German. In connection with the 125th anni- versary of the founding of the British and Foreign Bible Society., the Cen- tral European Agency, at the head of arhieh is Mr. A. C. Haig, has pre- sented the German people -with a jubilee edition of the New Testament translated. into Low or Platt -German. This valuable gift, the first example of its kind, bas caused much gratifi- cation in the Evangelical church, for Platt -German is still spoken in many 'parts of Germany among the country people, more particularly in Mecklen- burg,, the home of the famous Low - German writer and humorist, Frits Renter. B. O. Bulbs for Old Country. British Columbia bulbs, believed to be the equal to the best grown in Europe, 'will be planted in the public parks of England to encourage their importation into the Old Country, Sir Milliate Cline:, British High Commis- sioner in Canada, was much impress- ed with British Colunabia. flowers when on his recent visit and sug- gested to the Lieutenant -Governor that bulbs might be exported to Bri- tain to • be planted, and labelled, in the public parks, • Gold Production. The value of gold produetiot in Canada in 1e28 was $39,000,000, placing Canada third among the countries of the world in gold pro- duetion, Ontario eame first of the provinces aerial a pia 'Action value of $32,000,000, followed by British Co, luntbia, Quobee, the Yukon, Manito. ba, Alberta and Nova Scotia. • rq,7,77,7'07!!. WINGHAM A1VANCE-TI1US Thursday, September 12th, 1,82'94' COPYRIGHT 1927 by The 808BS-MERRii.i. Co. N.u.settYtcs Mira. tor' eh'aptee a cottage, the "Lone Pine" from an - island character, the "Captain," and his sister, Alice Andover, "administra nerv- ous collapse, due to overwork, Gay Delane, successful New York artist, seeks rest at Idle Island. She rents Chapter L—On the verge of nerv- SYNOPSIS • IL—Gay finds the cottage is tenanted by an elderly lady, "Aunt- almiry," who consents to move to an- other abode, the "Apple Tree." Awak- ing frorn sleep, Gay imagines she sees the fa.ee of a Chinaman peering in the window, but on reflection ascribes the vision to itnagination. She settles down in her new home, anticipating months of well-earned rest and recu- peration, Chapter III.—On an exploration of the islnad, Gay, standing on tlie qea•• shore, is horrified by the appearance of the drifting body of a drowned man, which she nerves herself tr bring to the shore. A bullet wound in the temple shows the man to ha le been murdered. Gay covers the dead face with a handkerchief, and makes her way to the "Captain" with the story. Returning with him to shore they find no body there, and Gay's story of the incident is • t down to an attack of "nerves." Chapter IV—Gay, unable to con- vince .her neighbors of the troth draws a picture of the facer of the dead man, intending to send it to the authorities as evidence of the eppar- ent crime. She meets a strait?. r, aP- parently another visitor, to wl „on she tells the story and shows the picture. He asks her to let him take it, but Gay refuses. Next day, after a night spent with "Auntalmiry," Gay finds the picture has been taken from the cottage. "Rand" Wallace, wanderer and consideted something df a "black sheep," by the islanders, expecting to find "Auntalmiry," surprises Gay at household tasks. She likes him at once. CHAPTER V—Gay's acquaintance with Rand ripens into affection. She sees the Chinaman again and this time it "- ;a, not imagination. Rand ireves the island on business. Gay de- termines to stay for the winter'. Chapter Vit—The stranger whom Gay had met on the day of her dis- covery of the body introduces him- self as Ronald Ingram, like herself, a visitor on the island, "Auntalmiry" tells Gay of her son, "Buddy," who has been missing for years. on Rand's return Gay tells him of the Chinaman. He is impressed, suspic- ious of Ronald Ingram, and appre- hensive of some evildoing in a house known as the "Little Club," appar- ently unoccupied. Chapter VII. --Rand and Gay real- ize their mutual love, bet the artist is not ready to give up hen freedom and marry him. "Auntalmiry" is planning her Christmas party, her annual fes- tivityIt is arranged to have it at the "Lone Pine." Rand becomesster- tain all is not right concerning In- gram end the "Littie Clot)" house, and investigation convinces him Jiis sus- picions are justified, Chapter VIII.—:Rand; continuing his investigations, sees a party of twenty-five Chinamen leave the Little Club house and make their way to the ferry and the mainland. Ingram is with them, seemingly in charge of operations. He gains admission to the clubhouse and finds evidence of what he had suspected, the smuggling of Chinamen and narcotics. Chapter IX.—Winter settles on the island without further incident, Aunt- almiry continues her preparations for the Christmas party, aild Gay and Rand carry. on their innocent ro- mance. Chapter X.—Thanksgiving day Gay is snowed up at the "tone Pine," but Rand breaks through, bringing her Thanksgavine, dinner, which they en- joy alone. In the middle of Decem- ber Rand tells Gay he is going to Bos- ton to continue his work of investiga- tion, but will be back in time for the party. Returning home after a brief abseece, Gay sees a man ht an appar- ently hopeleas stage of intoxication ntaking his way into her house. She finds him asleep oe the floor in an Upstairs room. Chapter XI Alice Andover ap- A Scattered Flock. The Bishop of Gibraltar has prob. ribl3 the biggest dibeese in the world. It etre ehes from the Atlantic to the Caspian Sea, and from Morocco to Swileet•land, A tour of this 3,500,000 my). dineciee teient tozo =nil a half Years. ''Swat That PIO° An adult fetriale fiy liVea for abetti Six Weeke and lays about 150 oggs eatery ton days. These eggs :deVelOP in fourteen days into 0016 ties, whlehntart laying eggs WO. 'Weeks old.: Mrs Fur. Wonderful imitatione of ft* ate iaantleitoreafilarea.. pears and recognizes the stranger as "Auritalmiry's" long -missing s'on, "Buddy" Bridges. The two women, to keep, him. quiet while the party is going on, administer intoxicants, but the man gets away and comes back while the festivities are at their height. He ,.has, a satisfactory expla- nation of .his absence, and the return - of her son puts the finishing touch to "Auntalmiry's" happiness. Rand has not cerne, as he had promised. Gay, fearing he has been made a pri- goner, and apprehensive for his safe- ty, makes her way into the "Little Club." 'Tigere she finds a prisoner she imagines is Rand, and with him, Ronald Ingram, and a group of men is taken on board a ship. THE STORY "Get up, d—n it, and be careful!" His voice was:low, less than a:whis•• per. Gay scrambled to her feet, and linr- ried after the others.. A hand was held out from the boat to assist her: and she was swung tip in her turn, wiM Ronald Ingram behind her, the last man- .00. • "O. ,K.?" breathed a voice from the boat. • "Yeh: Let's go." The bog crunched on the Sand a- gain, swept into the water. The oars dipped the waves. A fine exaltation came. bver Gay. She was daring death with Rand. If she could not, contrive tosave him, then she, who hadi selfishly refused to share his life, would gloriously share his death. • The boat beaded swiftly out kto sea, and the fine,salt .spray touchecl. her face. • CHAPTER XII No one questioned Gay's presence in the boat, no one so much as look- ed her way, or offered her a word. She dropped upon the bench, 'lower - just where she was pushed in the pushing crowd, Shyly at first she kept her face lowered into her collar, but later, gaining courage, she dared lo look about in search of Rand. Her eyes found him at last where he sat crowded between two others on the opposite side, and there was no op- portunity for her to draw nearer to him at that moment. • The three men, Ingram and Hodt,re, with the one in charge of the boat, stood together and talked. Gay was beside them but their voices were so low that she could catch only, scat- tered words of what they said, and none but Ingram's, whose voice was fam iliar. "Hanging around spying-- No, d -'--n it, business is one thing, but murder is murder. Do as you like, but I can't have a hand in it. Re- member Blakely. Nothing on Inc but smuggling and coast running. Pew years at most. I've got mine salted away, too, believe me." • "Remember Blakely." Was it Blak- ely who hod come to her in the cove, with the bullet wound in his brow?. Not Ingram, then, *Ito caused that, 'gashing; wound, but another, Garman, to whom they were taking Rand Gay's fingers fondled her pistol, ten- tatively, but well she realized that any such action would be worse than folly, for these were desperate men, and they were armed. • Ingram might 8tick at murder in cold blood, but self-defense woold put a different color on his scruples. If she could only get to Rand, slip her pistol into In', hands, release his bonds. Still there was no opportunity, 'told ,she could think of no subtle expedient to contrive her ends. She wotild have liked to fling her- self across the lotervening space and P111 both artne tenderly abouthose drooping shoulders. "If 1 dared, 1 would. How surpris- cd they would be. 'Rand,' I'd say, 'kiss T dare say they would all drop dead of astonishment." TrIer teeth chattered nervously, her knees trembled, told tittle smiles wrinkled her lips. "I, 0131 going to laugh," she thought, "I know 1.in t.imply going to scream With laughter, How ab- surd this 'IS, Going to sea, with a band of muMerers.---•Ridiculotts. Pen - plc, don't do such things. Such things don't haPPdn- 1 ntnstlos- , ing rey mintl.,1 dare say :I am erazi, ab they think, on the Wand," A low dry chuckle gurgled through her celd • The man at her 'side turned! . "Cold," liti muttered. "They don't pot themselves ant much to give ser- vice, eh?" Gay's reply WaS 00 indistingoish- able ,murmur, but she guarded her thoughts more 'closely. , +We' men Smoked thirstily. She felt they Were not fellows of a coni mon hand, but separate, each for him.. self, exeent Ronald Ingram, I-ilodge and the little Chinaman, and the men who manned this boat, The ethers held aloof, nor did ingrain show any Spirit of .camarfaierie to one of ' them. 11 was some sinister personai busi- lle that brought these men together. Suddenly, in the darkness 'ahead, the lights ef a 5hip showed up, lights green, and red, and pale. Gay fingered her pistol nervously, tempted' to fire desperately for help, taking the thence that help would •come, Watching Werily site waited a 1130113ant. The boat: seethedto be heading direct for the ship, not a- voiding it; yes, they were making,f„or it. That ship, then, -was Garman's, where they .Were ,taking Rand. There was no signalingbetween the WO that she could see, 'lyea the great ma- jestic Monster. of the sea slolved, mine to :a Stop, mid the sulall boat pulled alongside. Ronald Ingrain nodded toward the prisoner. "Bring him, Hodge„" he said, and then ran suickly un the lad- der Brat of all. : Hodge and the Chinaman: prodded Rand op and shoved him to the lad- der, which he climbed, nimbly enough, though he Must haVe been stiff With the cold and exposure, as were they all. Gay's first impulse was to crowd fel-ward, to go up the ladder after him, but reinembering in time that a. geezer view of herperson might dis- close a lack of :manishness, in spite of her boots and knickel-s; she hong modestly back One after &wilier they hurried up, and the Chinaman indicated her forgiard. Already the ship was heading cast, as the then shambled forward into the warm bright smoking: room, Gay slipped into a corner in the shadow of the door and crouched there,. watchful, catlike. Hodge, came in with the prisoner, shoved him unceremoniously into a se.at on the opposite side of the door, beyond Gay's sight, and went quickly out again.. She slid forward in her seat and peered around the projection of the door to the opposite corner where Rand sat alone, dejected and sullen, his chin far down in the woolen collar of hiS coat. Daring the bright lights, she got tip and crossed. the room quickly, slipping into the seat beside him, her arm 'lying against his. Alt the unexpected touch and pres- sure, he threw himself 'back in his seat suddenly and looked. at her. For the first time she saw his face. She never knew how she repressed the cry of horror that rose instinctively to her lips at the sight of him. She had never seen him before. The face was sly, vicious, hard, the most evil face of all she had seen that night. • It was not Rand. She was alone' at sea with the murderous band, Her flesh crawled upon her quiver- ing nerves as she shrank back She was sure Ile could not fail to hear the great pounding of her heart in her throat, the sob on her lips. Rand, Randl--The name beat in her; ears, throbbed in her puiaes. Sheer terror; panic seized her. She grew: frantic in terror and despair. She: edged away from him, farther, farth- er, until she reached, the doeir, where she peered on into. the dim corridor. Now and then sounded 'the whir of hells 'from below ; the :snit at steain' end -the nottnd. of the engines in- creased. The corridor was enipty, dimly lighted. GSy edged Outside the door and stood: a monient uncertainly. Doors down the corridor, to the right and the, left. One stood open -,-a cab- in, --there were chairs, 'a, desk, bright lights. If only:she could gain aeces. s to seine passenger, soma- ,travellna, shc thought she could' not fail to gain protection. • Gay slid slowly along the wall until she was beyond., sight of ohoSeln the snicking* roOrta. Then, With 'a desperate flying leap, 'she getin;, ed, the Open door, ;tht. shelter of the cabin. H' It was empty Of occupant. • Steps:sounded on the tair'leading hp to the smoking room, a voice caii- ed ordet • Gay' flashed a frightened glance about the room. Benea.th it shelf of books alonk the wall of thc 'cabin a wide bunk was made up, the blankets turned .back. • Beneath the bunk showed a foot locker. But the bunk was wide, and Gay was not largo. With moVements quick as thought It- scif, she squirited under the bunk at the foot, behind thie locker; and wrig- gled tip until She was out Of sight from the room. It the silence she moved up a little, ;so that site c.ould stare out froin'behind the shadow of the foot locker. The cabin was unusually large with bath adjoining,. The deskwas cov- ered with books, papers, writing e- quipment. There 'was 0 typewriter. On the walls were' files of Papers,' more books, professional instruments, and on a row of hooks were coats, caps, eniforms—men things, Gay's heart, sank. It was a man's room, a seaman's •rootii, There was gold braid on the cuff of the coats on the walls, four' stripes. "Oh, dear heaven," gasped Gay. "It is Garman's cabin! • Her eyes &Warn dizzily,' her head reeled. Garman—who didn't stick at murder—poor Blakely— Instinctively, half realizing what she was about, she started to shudder out, feet first, from beneath the bunk. But she -was stdyed by sudden noises, steps and voices in the cor- ridor. "Bring us coffee, Burt.--Cotne on in, Ingram—Cold as the devil." • The voice was deep, assured, with a pleasant quality in its depth, Two men, Ronald Ingrain and the captain, stepped quickly into the room, pulled off their gloves and wraps, drew chairs up . to the desk, then backs to the bunk, Gay, crouching there.in her stuffy "Conte On In, Ingram.—Cold as the woolen garments,. watched them fur- tively, one eye riveted to the captain between the trunk and the great boot. A large figure, broad, not tall, with O massive head, and dark soft hair in great abundance. The face was like the face of a saint, mild and spir- itual, very dark. The lashes of the eyes were dark and silken, the eyes both mild and kind. Gay's fears still- ed a little at sight of his benevolent face. He busied himself with the papers until the boy came,with coffee, which both men accepted in silence.. • As soon as he had ,gone, the 'captain took up the business in hand: "Papers all right?" • ,"Fine. Best set he ever turned out. Perfect." , The Captain studied.the paper a- gain. "Pulled a boner bringing that fool I3esser on board," he seid softly. "'What am 1 to do .with him?" "Sorry, but I had to bring him. I couldn't let him go. He had been snooping about, and I didn't know how much he had picked up." "Why didn't you—" The captain's gentle voice trailed of suggestively. "Two reasons, and both d—d good ones. We couldn't get rid of him in that cove. You ought to know that. —My God, T'll never fordet poor Blakely, and bow he kept coming in on every wave.—That cove, I tell you, is a trap. The tide gets nothing- out, brings ,everything back—Five times Blakely came in—the men eurAing and praying—crossing themselves.— And at last we had to keep him there in the shack till he rotted. I tell you, rotted.—Besides," he said, "that VIRA my bargain with you, I told you in the beginning that I stuck at murder, and I still do. D—d if I'll kill them unless 1 have to." 'A good preacher was lost in you, Ronnie, ' the captain said affection- ately, "You've got a coriscience—or 0 weak stomach—same thing..—Why, what's one crook more or less in it etnn-ld full of 'an?" "Blakely was no More crook than I tun," Boretld muttered doggedly, The captain langhed jovially. "Well bless its, boy, what else are you?— Come, have more eoffce.,—You've got the blues," He touched the bell, The captain glanced at the list of names in' his band, "Bring Mr. Rivers," he said to the seaman who ,answered, "There's a reward of three thousand for Min, but he 1104 plenty on him, so I said five." One of the men front the Liitle club CaInt JO, hLs lmt ill his hand. 'Thl two officers nodded to him curtly, witilont offering him a eh ait ITe laid his papers before the captain, • "John D. Rivers, Loudon. Pass. NEURALGIA? Neuritis? Rheumatism r T.R-&# relieve Neuralgia quiekly- and safely. No harrattl drop. 1*, Chariton, Springfield, Out" vouches for this. He not only got relief him, self from T -R -C's but says: "When my :wile was nearly crazy with Nett- s I gave her a ose of T -R -C's and] she got relief in 20 minutes." T -R -C* are equally good for,Nemita, Rhea- roatism, Lumbago Somtlea, 50e. and $1.00 at your druggist's. 12s. . °PRICE' TiFt-IIM1741131S. CAPSULES parts, visas, birth certificate, every- thing 0. K.—Ninety dollars, Mr. Riv- ers. I understand you are going: home on this freighter because of the, economy.—Sorry we can give you no. better accommodations," he said) suavely, but we do not, cater to pas- • sengers, really.—Fare, ninety dollars." The man Rivers without a word,' counted out five thousand from: hist. wallet, and laid it on the tabde. Ingram handed him a receipt for the money. • One after another theanen from the Little Club were ushered into the captain's room, their papers examin- ed with great attentiveness; their money taken—usually fat rolls of bilis far which a form receipt was in exchange.' When the last mao had gone out: the captain figured swiftly on the back of an envelope for a moment. Then, detaching a small amotint front the heap in his open drawer, he count- ed out a portion of it, and put it a section of the wall safe beside the. desk. "One thousand eight.dollars for ihe good ship Roger Williams," he said. "Twelve stalwart passengers at nine- ty dollars a head." • The rest of the money he tuckeet quickly into •a steel box, and touch- ing a secret spring in his tabic, fitted the box within it, closed it again. "And for the brains endblood behinct the Roger Williamie-a wee mite more," he said laughingly... • They smoked for a moment in si- lence. The captain poured out fresh - coffee. "The papers were good," the captain said in a tone of satisfaction. 1'1-le's getting better and' better.—We may need to keep a 'friendly oversight on him. He's getting almost toce good.. -:-Well, let's turn in. I'm tired. You look like the face on the bar- room floor, Ronnie. Cheer up. Things are looking tip to heaven. That ta..lees. care of everything, doesn't itr One instant' they both paused,on the edges of their chairs', for a final': pull at their. cigarettes. Ani in that moment Gay wriggled out from be- neath the bunk silently and took one firm but fearful step toward them. "It—doesn't take care of—rne," she. stammered weakly. CHAPTER XIII "Gay Deland" The exclamation( was Ronald Ingram's. • Even in that terrible moment Gay was quick to observe • the sinister change that came over the captain's. face. • His air from one of rich well- being became portentous and greatly - still, The soft brown eyes receded: into themselves, became fathomlessly deep and dangerous. His lips show- ed a straight red line between the. black of his mustache and beard. One quick appraising look he gave her, a look that swept her from leather boots to leather cap, and then he, turned about ia his chair and looked " at Ronald Ingram, His voice was a dangerous purr. "This, Mr. Ingram, is it flagrant in- fraction of rules, ae yoo know verY well. You have deliberately disobey- , ed the one order to Which I have hell every one around me in all my var- iour---sailings.—No women aboard is• my rule --and no women aboard ap- plies right now." There was a slight return to something of suavity be- neath his anger as he turned to Gay. • "IVIadatue, I,am sorry. I can und- erstand that a woman may have quite as good reasons as a man for wishing' to sail without the fanfare of 'pub- licity. The ladies, madame, have my ' sympathy, but they do not sail on my ship." He bowed mockingly, the red lips curving into a derisive smile. "Sorry, very sorry, but law's law. Tito diem of your presence, the warmth of your beauty, the brighte eess of yoer eye, 'serve to strengthe- en me in my conviction that women, play the devil on shipboard. Sorry, have never had a woman aboard, and—" • "But—I ant aboard," said Gay • "You are, yes. Worse luck to all of us. tut you won't be—very long.. Where are your papers?" "Sir," interrupted Ronald Ingram quickly, "3 beg your pardon, but -- you do not understand. Miss—the lady is—not a fugitive. She is iny --my flancee,..-We love ettch ,other -e-, vve--we could riot bear to be separ- 4"—(PC,Ontitneed Next Week.) 046, .1!';