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The Wingham Advance Times, 1929-11-21, Page 6f�. WINGHAM AI?VANCE-TIMES Thursday, ' November 21st, 1929 Wingha n Aclvance,Tires. Published at WINGHAM -- ONTARIO Every Thursday Morning W. Logan Craig, Publisher Subscription rates — One year $2:00. Six months '$I.00, in advance. To U. S. A. $2;ao per year. Advertising rates on application. Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Head Office, Guelph, Ont. Established 1840 Risks taken on all class of insur- ance at reasonable rates. ABNER COSENS, Agent; Wingham J. W. DODD Office in Chisholm Block FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND HEALTH INSURANCE — AND REAL ESTATE P. 0, Box 360 Phone 240 WINGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office -Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. VANSTONE BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC. Money to Loan at Lowest Rates Wingham, - Ontario . J. A. MORTON BARRISTER, ETC. Wingham, Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store H. W. COLBORNE, M. D. 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She makes a secret investigation and discovers a stowaway. She is disap- pointed in his mild appearance and tells hint so. Obeying his command to glance at the door—she sees a huge, fierce, copper -hued man—with a ten inch knife held between grinning lips! Burke, the stowaway, explains that it is a joke. But Palmyra is shaken. Next day, Burke and the brown man go up on deck. The stowaway entertains them with wild tales of an adventuresome life—which his listeners refuse to believe! Palmyra spends more and time with the stowaways to John and Van, but when the more avoid stow- aways are put ashore at Honolulu she decides she loves Van. The night the engagement is announced the Rainbow hits a reef. In the ex- citement which follows John rescues both Van and Palmyra—but Palmyra thinks it is Van who saved her. After three days spent on the un- inhabited island, a sail is sighted. It proves 'to be Ponape Burke! Burke contrives to get Palmyra on board his boat alone—and the boat is un- der way before anything can be done! Thurston is frantic and plans to save Palmyra, although there seems no possible way, Meanwhile Ponape tells Palmyra he is going to the Isle of Tauna with her. Burke has to put her ashore on an island, as a Japan- ese man-of-war is sighted and it would be dangerous to, have her aboard. Olive swims to the island and joins Palmyra. She is in fear of he brown man. Now 'read on— CHAPTER VII At snapping tension Palmyra strained to catch the sound again. Her eyes sought to weather and to lee. And then her gaze became fixed. For there, on the crossbar where Ol- ive had fastened the fish, sat a large bird. It was the sound of the bird's alighting that Palmyra had caught. The roost was now swaying under the impact, the newcomer shooting in and out its neck in a somewhat serpent -like concordance. The crea- ture was black, its feet disproportion- ately small, and the beak, strong hooked at the end, a good five inches long. The bird gazed back at the girl with some defiance of manner, as if it thought she might claim the fish. Then it lumbered along the pole and seized the victim, which managed a final flop. Could it be that Olive had known he could attract a bird down by bait- ing such a lighting place? News of the arrival had, in some manner, communicated itself to the sleeper. From his countenance she could not guess whether he had expected to find a bird on the cross -bar, or whether he was pleased. Nor were his actions illuminating. With the leisured velocity that was so disturb- ing an attribute, he first cut from a small cane -like growth a section the length of a finger. Then he shaved another piece down to a point, She thought he might intend pinning something to it. But he turned to her stores and tore, out some thin package paper. ' This he laid on a box. With the knife he prickedis left forearm so that the blood came. Then with the blood and the skewer he began to write, presumably to make some sort of hierop!yphics, While Olive finished his composi- tion the girl watched in a: ,paralyz- ing anxiety. What did he write? What was in this message' that meant more than life and death to her? She -prang tip once to demand a sight, then remembered she: could not have understood. The savage now folded his paper, small,' worked it into the' hollow sec- tion of cane, closed the opening with a wad of leaf. He went to the bird, which seemed not to object, and tied. the missive under one of its wings, 'Nen he lifted it from the roost and tossed it into the air, Instantly as- tonishing pinions flashed out, a spread of six ''or eight feet, Burke has' said this strange being's purpose was to demonstrate to all, by his courage, that he could live down the effeminate name of Olive, Iat despoiling Burk e of the rcd- n haired goddess, Olive had reached the climax of his demonstration. He had chosen the one thing that would most enrage the white man; was therefore, the most dangerous to at- tempt—and the most convincing. All too plainly the message the man -o' -war bird carried could have but one destination: Olive proclaimed his daring; demanded that his clans- men come to, his aid. The brown man Olive was un- aware of, or unmoved by, Palmyra's misery. .As soon as he had launched the bird, he pulled 'down its perch. Then, with one of the uprights, he marched to the lee beach and began marking on the tidal sands. The girl watched tragically. Un- til now there had seemed hardly a choice to her fate. If she had, with the ,knife, succeeded in eliminating Olive, Burke would have returned to possess her. Or if disaster had elim- inated Burke, then terrible solitude, with death from thirst. But now, that messenger a mere speck in the sky, the highest thing as it seemed in the world, instinct within her had taken a stand. Beast that Burke was, he was at least bet- ter than this savage. A man of her own race, there was always the chance some appeal might reach through, s'-‘awa1• ;,',v . to her. Olive stopped, painted to the sun and then to a spot somewhat further along in the luminary's course. A sweeping gesture, a grim- ace, a stamping of the foot upon the sand; and he had said, as plain as words, that here Burke would step wiithn an interval appallingly brief. A .burke, far away and beyond call, might seem the lesser of two evils. But a Burke, rising over the horizon, as fast •as a storm, regained all his. vile significance. This much was plain; here stood Olive and here, within two hours, would stand Burke. And that being so, what about the bird and its mes- sage! Again, all was inexplicable. With, the white brute hot upon the heels of the brown brute, there could be no such waiting as she had assumed, while a bird irresponsibly delivered its summons and rescuing tribesmen came across the sea. Then, why the message at all? He had sent that message, as a for- lorn hope. Yet he- was showing none of the strain which should have gone with so desperate a race. Indeed, his very calm frightened her. It was unnatural. He must expect, with a knife, to fight for her possession a- gainst Burke, with the deadly revol- vers, and backed by the crew, Fac - She was clasped breast. ' * t' 'Y It tight was in a pair of the beast! g When Olive, having finished his work, turned toward her, she gath ered herself for flight. But he stop- ped, safely distan't•, and she divined that he meant to attempt an ex- change of ideas. First, he pointed in the direction the Lupe-a-Noa had gone. When Palmyra did not understand, he pick- reat arms; :field close against a naked ing such terrible odds no white man - could have been so unemotional. Could it be that he had come here to await Burke's arrival and then almost within Ponape's grasp, t0 plunge the knife into her breast—and himself die? Was there that, in his dark beliefs, traditions, to make such an act exquisitely worth the .sacrifice up a piece of the fabric, buckram - like, with which nature binds fast her >alm leaves. He folded it into a form roughly triangular and smaller end up. He held it out, blew at it, moved it slowly from him as he did so. He represented a sail; he referr- ed to the schooner itself. Next, Olive, grinning successfully at her perception, marked a semi- circle on his forehead. She was puz- zled until she recalled the scar on Burke's forehead, again she nodded. Once more Olive pointed to the scar to indicate that the white man was now the actor. As Burke, he yawned drowsily, lay down and be- gan to snore. The girl took it that Ponape had gone to sleep for the night. The islander next got up, Pointed to the place he had lain as the white man, and then to six other places in a row, snoring reinforc- ingly as he made an inclusive ges- ture. All, she saw, had been asleep. Olive now indicated himself as the actor, by tapping his breast with a square forefinger. Cautiously, peer- ing to this side and that, pausing to look back and listen, he tiptoed away, With a final furtive glance, he raised himself, jutiiped as one going over the vessel's side into the water, sim- ulated the movements of a swimmer. Palmyra read that, as soon as Burke and ale crew, had turned in haat night Olive had eluded the vigilance of the man on duty, dropped overboard and swurit back to her. He went on with his drama. Mak- ing again the sign of the scar, he pt•e tended to awake, He looked around, said, "Olive?"; depicted surprise, an, ger. Drawing his knife, ferociously, he kicked the imaginary sleepers in- to life, bellowed an order. He blew into his cupped hand, which was now sufficient to indicate the sail, per formed the evolution of coming a- bout; walked toward the girl, blow- ing into his hand and brandishing the knife. She held her ground, understand- ing that the enragedpursuit ursuit returned a supreme manifestation; say, of hate for his tyrant; a degradation in this island world eternally. to make of the white man a mock? Olive thrust out the square fore- finger toward the quarter whence the Pigeon .of Noah would descend upon them, and then toward the sun to in- dicate the flight of time. Following which lie crossed to the lee beach and stood in the brine, He beckoned to her. He pointed to himself and to her, and then off across the water, with the motions of one who swims. The girl stared, For the first time she was utterly at fault. By his indication he and she were to swim away together into the thousand miles of ocean. That, however, could not be. He must have some other meaning. But the savage niade plain he diel mean just that. He held out his hand toward her invitingly. He waved her—at once an appeal and a, command—into the sea, Palmyra cowered before Olive. His meaning was plain, all too plain. But his purpose? ? There lay 1 p the terror. l"I tell you I can't swine," she cried out at last. "1.tan't swim. Don't you understand? 'I cant' swim!" ` For the first bine; his features of- fered a readable significance, He 'was perplexed. He fetched his co- coanuts. He sat down before her, indicated that she was: the object of the :play. He bound two of the dry nuts by their thongs to his ankle: Al- so others, as heshowed, about his waist. And then, then she under- stood... The girl saw that Olive was thus saying "life preserver," He meant to make her into a sort of raft, Her agitation ditninished. This beta spoke life, not death.. The fanatic, about to drown one, did not provide a float. With six of the .nuts be bouye'd her hips, and with four her shoulders: With a 'length of fibre he wound her skirt tight round her knees. Then he fastened hes knife securely, but immediately at hand, in the thongs that bounce her waist . For an interval he left her, lying with upturned face, her eyes closed against the glare, He threw into the sea, so it would drift clear or sink, the food and cask of Water, the sev ered leaves, the opened nuts; every- thing that spoke of has activity. Then pausing for a last careful inspection, his glance lighted on the pink silk parasol He examined it thoughtful- ly, 'raised it; offered it, with pleased look, to the tug of the wind. Olive had .a sail. Thus did they depart into the thousand miles of empty ocean. Olive swam briskly • forward with her now: Exulting, she discovered that the sound which had mocked her this time at last, was no cruel de- ception. It was the trample of surf upon a reef. One sharp struggle and those splendidmuscles had carried them,, buffeted and breathless, through a cauldron of a cleft in the outer bar- rier. They came to rest in a shallow of spent surf on the reef between its higher rim and the nearby shore. At first Palmyra was aware of no- thing beyond the fact that she was once more on land. That was all - sufficing. The island, by.: reason of her hours in the water, seemed to rise and fall as giddily as the sea it- self. But she could cling to a pan danus and feel safe. How many, many miles had they) come? She recollected alien had tried to swim the .English channel. Was the channel twelve or twenty miles across? Something like that But it was cold northern water and the swimmers merely European. Ol- ive must have brought her infinitely further. The island, plainly, was inhabited. As Olive had written, why could not she? But—what of paper? She paused, ctonfronted by the stonewall of cur- cuntstance. No need to cut her hand as the ' brown man had done, for bright drops of the pirate gore were already available. As she sat, the mosquitoes had been swarming round her. While she puzzled, she felt recon- noiteringly for the hostile foliage. It proved to be a stiff sword -like leaf that thrust at her from the shadows. The leaf, she found, was surfaced 'by a thin transparent film.. The appeal grew with tragic slow- ness. The pin work could not be hurried, the condensation of wording took thought. But readably, the leaf said: • Help! Abducted by Ponape Lupe- a-Noa, . from wrecked Yacht Rain - Bow, 4 days sail. His pian Olive now steals are. Whichever get me —death or worse. Miss Palmyra Tree, Boston, U.S.A. She must make the leafnotice- able. nothing else at hand she drew off one of her wet stocking. She smiled drearily. Silken hosiery where hosiery was unknown. That should attract attention. With the stocking she bound a fragment of coral to the leaf. Then gazing apprehensively about' she began to crawl forward. She must not try to go too far. And at the slightest sound she must drop the missive before Olive could see, Within five or six yards the cov- er ended. Beyond in moonlight lay barren sand, foot. trampled, a place in frequent visitation. She would have liked to go further. But the danger was tremendous, the gain uncertain. She paused breathlessly to listen. Then she flung the weighted leaf. •From out there a clink, of sound reached back, brazen toad' to her straining senses as a gong. It "seem-. ed impossible that Olive should not hear; should not spring grinning from the thicket; should not, unerringly as a dog, nose up, snatch that 'precious message, her only hope. For an interval she hung on, wait- ing, Then, in the unexpected silence body and mind collapsed, She drag- ged herself back to the waiting place, • but she was unaware of it. The sand warmed tier, the earth rocked her as • in a cradle, but—she was asleep. For ages she must have laid in tor- por. Then suddenly, she awolte with a cry. She was clasped tightin a pair of great arms; held close against a naked breast. No need for her to sec that grinning .face. It was the beast! Desperately she put all her streng- th into a lunge. - So 'unexpected this effort to get free, that success was hers. Surprisingly,' indeed, she flung herself quite' clear of those arras-- and fell, with a strangling gasp, into water that rose above her head. When Palmyra Tree thus flung. herself out of the arms of Olive the brown man had been` carrying her again down into the sea, The strong arms rescued her, yet she fought des- perately. Ashore, she had been slow to trust those half seen figures about. the fires. Having trusted, she 'could. .not bear to be snatched away e before � her appeal had been found, The moon was gone in a down- pour of rain.. Sky and scan and land had lost form—dissolved, And yet in this melting world- something had remained solid; for presently the girl received a smart bump between the shoulders. Twisting, she found an unsable shape that intuition, rather than sight, identified as a canoe. Olive sat her on the canoe, stead- ied her there, pointed, His hand seemed to fade into nothingness. He raised her own arm so she could feel the direction, No need for Olive to thrust his face close to hers and stake the sign' of the scar. It was the pur• suing. ,Burke. She had just been struggling 'to free herself of the brown roan, yet now, when she saw that success would have thrown her at once an - to the hands of the white, she was aghast. For with Eurke present `his timid creatures ceased to offer any chance; it was again with . Olive'•s clansmen she felt tier hope to lie, Bttt there was the leaf letter! She strove to crake Olive under- stand they must 'go back, She point- ed landward,- gesticulated. It was inevitable he should think she continued in resistance, He took her firmly, laid her prone, made her grip the framework. With the paddle, strong, noiseless, Olive drove the canoe out into the world of waters. Relieved of her apprehension, - she began to patch together the incidents of their flight, into a revealing film. When the wind had, revived to let Ponape Burke beat back to the first island in pursuit of Olive—(could it really be little more than twenty-four hours sauce the white titan imprison- ed her there?)—he found the place abandoned. He had also found her Supplies gone, a thing implying a boat, and Olive's forgery of the boat's imprint on the sand, a counterfeit softened' inid g stet' verisimilitude by, the placid tide, Burke nttst either detect the fraud, or believe some vessel, almost cer tainly the Japanese gunboat; had sighted her distress signals. In that event, he was free to assume Olive had drowned in his effort to reach land, had arrived too late and then swum away, or had been taken off with the girl, presumably, agaist his with She had no knowledge where Jaluit lay,' or how far . But it was within. reach; her only hope . As the former German base, there must yet be four or five white -men and a dozen ox so of Yaps; and if this one of the two American mission centres was closed still native Christians. She so wanted to go to Jaluit that she could not fail to endow this sav- age with tihe grace of taking her there Absurd though the idea, it gripped her till she .could not, for the mom- ent, but believe it true. After all, though, what could it ser- ve? She tried to rise for a view as- tern, but dared not stand. She saw no sail, yet knew her letter, the can- oe theft, had made a chase certain. Their flying start would save from other canoes but not from the swift Pigeon of Noah, Now and then her companion him- self would rouse to stand with ease on the jumping canoe and scan the sea for an enemy. In one of these wakeful intervals R EUMAT I M? Sciatica? Lumbago? T -R -C's give safe speedy relief from pain',. and stiffness. Mr, B. F. McNeely of Peterboro, Ont., writes: "I have no., hesitation in saying that Ternpleton's• Rheumatic Capsules are the only remedy that has given me relief from m. pain," . T -R -C's are equallygood for Sciatica, Lumbago, Neuritis, Neuralgia. No harm- ful drugs. 50o and $1 at your dealer's. Twitares RCAPSULE she made, interrogatively, the sign or the scar which had come, in their con- versations, io ,signify the white man. Passing at once from his Buddha -like repose into the animation of discour- se, Olive pointed to the sun and then to a spot considerably further on it its line of march. Pursuit, it seemed,: must be expected, but not as yet,, Now followed a long pantonine, at times unintelligible. The brown man, in his explanation, was hampered by.•. the limit of action possible in a can- oe. • His story included himself an& Burke, the island, the knife, what seemed to be a gun, the canoe; the Pigeon of Noah. Much of it, as itf. carne, was meaningless because she. did not grasp other parts upon which the meaning depended . There was a point which baffled her, where Olive went .through the motions of binding hands and feet,, and forced something crosswise, into, his mouth. At first she thought he, himself had been tied and gagged,, then that it inust have been Burke., But long afterwards, when the sav- age had again sunk into stupor, the• explanation flashed into her mind. She could now reconstruct the scene • ashore, in part from what Olive ,had: made clear, in part from what her in- telligence told her must have occur- red. Piiiiape Burke, then, had felt that,• if they had not been rescued by some vessel, they must have a canoe. And to make sure they should not get one in the dark hours, he had had all the canoes on the island brought together and had set • over these a guard of two mien with rifles, himself waiting near. Olive, she surmised, had expectedt secretly to obtain 'a canoe from a friend and so sail without destroying Burke's possible belief in the fictit- ious ship. But the brown man, to his dismay, had found this impossible. As daylight must not discover them ashor.e, he had had no alternative save to take a canoe by force. Under cover of the rain he had'. somehow managed to surprise, had' bound the gulards and got away with- out an alarm. He had hoped to'pre- 'vent the chase thus made certain, by cutting rigging on the schooner; but, for some reason, had had to desist with little more than an hour or so of delay ensured. One detail of Olive'spantomine ex- plained perhaps why Burke had trus- ted the 'canoes to any guard but his own. He had been drinking heavily. And so it was she responded with a cry when Olive, at last, clicking his- tongue in chagrin, pointed astern. No heed for her eyes to seek out a tiny something against the sky to• know that the Lupe-a-Noe was come. (Continued next week) Wins Much -Prized Trophy judges of the annual fishing con - Wits at French River, Nipigon and Devil's Gap (Lake of the Woods) Bungalow Camps have at. touneed' through A. 0. Seymour, gneral tourist agent, Canadian Pacific Railway, winners of the !J.!' eitagfaiiierec. trophies for the past season at the camps. Outstanding among these is W. H Graf, of New York, who 'tied with Prank S. Slosson, of Chicago, for the French River trophy,` each with a 30-1b. musca- Longe. Winners' name and weight of catch are inscribed on the ... 6 permanent trophy, the lattertbeing a finelymounted specimen of the fish which is the subject of the competition. Lay -out shows Paul Cameron, otherwise known as Chief Bimbiitowv Wahwashkaiehe (Running Deer) Head guide of the ipiigon Camp, exhibiting the mounted speckled p d trout which is the subject of the contest there; and also W.. H. Graf, winner of the mu l' sea ortge trophy at Frenelri.' River this year;; with his $0-1b.. capture.