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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1932-03-17, Page 3THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE WWA#* HWffl XWUa IQ32 “The Silver Hawk” by WILLIAM BYRON MOWERY SYNOPSIS James Dorn, aerial map maker, as* signed to a territory i» the north ern. Canadian Rockies lives alone in his camp on Titan Island. Kansas Eby, his friend for the past six years was stationed at Eagle Nest, two hundred miles east. Kansas came over one night to a dance that .the Indians ■were having on the station platform. When the midnight train pulled in he seen a girl come out and glance hurriedly around and then disappear into the darkness; hurriedly but trace Dorn Pere rived The girl, Aurore McNain, asks Dorn to go to a lonely lake in tearch of her father and she wish es to accompany him where she remains in hiding and Dorn car ries supplies to her by aeroplane. Carter-Snowdon arrives, and with the help of some 'breeds is trying to locate her. Luke, the trusty old Indian, who knows her secret hiding place is captured and Dorn 1b trying to free him from Carter- Snowdon. . Luke is rescued and finds that the half-breeds are closing in on / Aurore’s hiding-place. Dorn stationed Luke near Aur ore’s cabin and as Joe Yoroslaf approaches he shot him. Aurore ' accompanied Dorn on his trip and • they were attacked by .^Carter- • Snowdon’s men. but escaped the time. 1 4 of her. about it Bergelot, with the girl Kansas followed failed to find any He told his friend and the same night a trusty metis ar- for she CHAPTER XXIV herAurore found his hand and fingers tightened upon his clasp; and she went on with desperate .■courage: “You mustn’t come back, Jim. You mustn’t see me again. We mustn’t allow ourselves . . . what .. we saw this afternoon . . . we jQ must never fall to that. But we will, it’s inevitable—unless—unless . , ’’ Dorn had pulled himself sharply erect. Unhesitant now, he complet ed her sentence, “Unless I never come again!” There was no weak ness of purpose about him; he seem ed to have won over that, and was meeting her halfway and was a tow er of strength to her. "I’ll promise, Aurore.” - He clasped her thought he was leaving but Dorn suddenly bent slipped his arm around held her against him. *‘But first . . . before a moment always to darling ...” Aurore’s cheeks were tears, and she could not ' .jMid her body shook with sobs. Gent ly Dorn raised her on •tiptoe, her hair, her forehead, and moment their lips met. Then «one. CHAPTER XXVI hand, Aurore her then, eloser and her and whispering I gy ■ • • remem’ber, wet with see Dorn, i, kissed for a he was T Gray Figures in the Mist From the cabin’, from the wjjjGh-DOrn had made for her, Aur- - '"’ore heard the 'Silver Hawk rise and circle in the night sky and start 'away into the southwest; and .she listened, not breathing, till the mo tor-song died to a whisper and van ished' altogether. After a while she arose and grop ed out into the big room and lit candles; the darkness was unbear able and the loneliness was crush ing, for she had no more visits of Jim Dorn ever to look forward to. •She tried to be courageous and to distract her thoughts by tidying up the cabin, but there on the table were the breakfast dishes of her last meal with him, and. Aurbre could ■not touch them or even look at them She flung herself down upon the .settee and buried her face in her arms and cried bitterly. Toward dawn Aurore slept a little utterly exhausted by her terrible ordeal; but at daybreak! she stirred and woke and went out into the cold gray morning where the air was cool on her feverish cheeks. .She ■started toward the jutting boulder, but there she and Jim Dorn had once sat; and she went oh. past it, her eyes blind with tears, on to the lower end of the island, and at the water’s edge she bathed her face And arranged her dishevelled hair.. High ^overhead the first shafts of suu were rosy in a cloud; the mossy wildwood behind her was waking; but she did not notice. Aurora remembered her momen tary terror when Jim Dorn had spoken of a girl, he wife, in that home of his. The word had nearly annihilated her, till she realized it was only visionary., site was not ashamed of her cry which betrayed her anguish and her sudden, flam ing jealousy; Aurore had no pride left, no strength such as she had shown in those last moments with Dotn. If he had returned -then and bed aked her to go away with him would have yielded and gone. She did not ltuow what hor would be after she dared leave wilderness hiding, all been bound up ter-:Snowdpn, but now; and she had or ambition. Her one wish was that sometime Jim Dorn would use her money to advance himself and to carry out at least part of his vision. While Aurore was still there at the lower end of the island, unable to go back to the desolate cabin, sue heard the drone of an airplane mo tor, and her heart stopped with the thought that it was Jim Dorn re turning to her. But as the sound rapidly grew louder, she knew it was a deeper and. more rumbling drone than the Silver Hawk's, When it swam into sight, up above the mesa, Aurore saw it was a big bi plane; and it looked exactly like one of those machines which had come upon hex* and Dorn yesterday. She watched it sail out over her lake; and expecting it to go on she was surprised and very much start led’to see it circling above the is land and. dropping. It meant to light there! The pilot had sighted the cove and was spiralling down toward it! Aurore rvas frightened, and shrank back out of sight. That a carte graphing machine; Jim said it was; but it was not Kansas’s plane, and she was afraid of strang ers seeing her. She could not ima gine what its mission- three men were in gesticulating at the landing was not an must have come for The biplane hit hundred yards out and taxied into the cove. Aurore hid closer than ever in the cover of the bushes as she saw the three men get out a boat and paddle hastily ashore and Start running up the path to the ca bin—-vague and gray and grotesque figures through the morning mist. She tried to reason down her tremb ling fear. She thought; “They’re friends; That’s a cartographing ma chine. Jim must have sent them here. I-Ie- had some reason . . ought to go to them . ... ” Aurore did start up toward cabin, but a nameless fear shook and she kept to the cover -cf bushes and flitted from tree to tree, watching the cabin with wide, terri fied'6 eyes; and a hundred yards, from it, she stopped and hid in a clump of bracken. The men had passed in to the building; a minute later they came out of it again, and one of them had her rifle, snapping the shells out of it. Two of them start- ■ed up through the pines, and Aur ore knew that, ’not finding her in the cabin, they were combing the little island for her. The third came down toward Aur ore, tramping heavily through the bushes; and he stepped upon a log forty paces away and Aurore had a first clear view of him. Her cry of horror smothered in her throat; all her senses reeled and she was frozen with terror there where she lay on the moss. She glanced wild ly around, to flee, but there was no escape, she was caught, a prisoner, on the. tiuy island; and the man "who stepped down from the log and came on toward her was' Henry Carter- Snowdon. life this had.Her future with Henry Car that was dead no plan, no hope coukl it; they island; accident; her . . . heavily 4. her; and he thought that Dorn’s guardianship had amounted to noth* ing beyond a few brief visits hern- Ho reasoned that Aurore (McNain knew her social position, her wealth and her value entirely too well to give one serious thought to a man who lived by his daily work.* Carter-Snowdon had the decency not to abase Aurore in front of other men. Ho swung on the de tective and snapped at him: “Get good now,” With said to Quillan, ‘Go down to your ready for a We’ll be leaving in a ions’ few she was had be; were their they three . I the her the the PART II CHAPTER XXVII “What—-At Quesnal?” With Aurore his prisoner in cabin under the great pines, Carter- Snowdon’s hunt for her was ended, and Jim Dorn’s fight to keep her Safe in the wilderness where she fled had come to nothing. Besides Dorn had carefully shielded her from suspecting her enemies were closing in, this blow had fallen upon Aurore with avalanche suddenness: Brought back to the cabin now, she had flung herself, dazed and utter ly crushed, upon the rough settee last night she had lain and cried heart-broken, at having to tell Jim 1)01*11 til cl t 110 2111(1 Slw AVOl’G not to see another again. Carter-Snowdon stood looking down at Aurore, breathing heavily, a battle ground of warring emotions Her flight from him had been a blow to his egoism, and ho was wrathy for having lost three precious weeks in this hunt for her, But there was in him a desire to be tender with Aurore, now that she was1 in his power again, and to be mag nanimous to her-—after she was pro perly humiliated’. He still belived, that her flight had been merely a in to so Ill ill sudden, foolish caprice; that reality she was quite willing come back to him, and was hot wretched as she made appear, those some Dorn were moments he could1 forgot measure his jealousy toward the cartographer. Tito tables turned now and he possessed out, Your check’s more tolerance to the biplane pilot; ‘ machine* iSee it’s flight, minutes, He closed the door behind two, and was alone with Aurore. When he started across the room toward her, Aurore looked at fearfully and rose up from the tee where she had been lying, moved a little away, He did touch her, hut loomed over her bulk cutting off a golden w’hich was slanting through the win dow and which had been sunsheen in Aurora’s hair. He demanded of her; “What made you get out of my coach that night, run away from me, hide ui> here in this hut? I want to know!” He took her wrist and made her look1 at him, and when Aurora did not answer he repeated angrily “I’m talking to you; I say,. What possessed you to do a thing like that?” Aurore said hopelessly, “You’d never understand.” “I wouldn’t? You must changed a hell of a lot if I’m even able to understand you more!” Aurore would not answer; oath and the insulting tone block ed any reply from her. When he saw that she was not going to ex plain her flight, Carter-Snowdon put the question aside as unimpor tant compared with other things he wanted to say. He took up one of her words and played sneeringly with it: “Maybe I can’t understand you any more, but you'll understand me. We’re going down to by my Ques nal Lodge. You seem to like being • hidden in .the mountains; that’s fine you'll like Quesnal.” Aurore shuddered and tried to, draw away from him, but Carter- Snowdon laid his hand heavily on her shoulder—a gesture of his mas tery now. It seemed his physical contact aroused Aurore to rebellion; a sudden fire kindled in her eyes; with a herself, “You got the too- use it on you., warned you never to hunt for me. Maybe you didn't believe I meant that warning. You'd believe me now! If yau take me down to Quesnal, if you ever touch me again, .see what happens to you!” It fairly staggered Carter-Snow don—this sudden defiance from Aurore. He had never expected her to make any struggle, much less to threaten him with thp avalanche lie dreaded. The change from the girl he had known to the spirited creat ure resisting him now was more as tonishing than her flight. He simply could not believe she meant her words. He tried to domineer, to break her down; “Get these’ crazy notions out of your head! You’re going to where I say—to Quesnal!” “I’m not going! You don’t take me!” In the face Of that defiance ter-Snowdon could no longer bour the delusion that Aurore re gretted her flight and was eager to return to- him. that there had some powerful ing away; and to her reason. And then, while he was groping, angry and exasperated, for explana tion, over Aurore’s shoulder Carter- Snowdon suddenly caught sight of that breakfast table-—a table set for two, with the ashes of a cigarette on one plate and candles there as evidence that the meal had been eat en at night. His whole body stiffened at the sight; the blood fl&w into his fists slowly clenched clenched. For him that table exploded another Confronted with it he no could believe that Dorn’s guardian ship had amounted to a few inno cent visits. The mail had half liv ed here; he had taken her away with him all day in his plane; he had eaten meals here—at night! A jealous rage flared up in Oarier- Snowdon — an infuriate jealousy more violent than the passion which yesterday had caused him to fly along in hopes of seeing Dorn go down to death. With that table In front of his eyes his imagination the him set- and not his shaft ha-ve i not any the quick movement she freed and she flung at him: can take me there, you’ve power; but I’ve got power, ■a power you dread; and I’ll In that telegram I He began to see been some reason, motive, for her flee- that she still clung his face; and, mi- breakfast ■delusion, longer gibbeted himi and into his mind sprang the Intent tn punish the girl fittingly to kill Dorn, for it seemed to him that only when the other was dead, when Dorn was dead and he 'himself still alive, could be blot out what had happened and have any feeling of triumph. Aurore read the emotions on his face and guessed was harbouring, voice sho said: “He has eaten me in three weeks, He never touch ed . he never allowed himselt as much liberty with me as you Just now took.” Aurore lasneq. him with stinging contempt; “Can’t you even imagine a man who has a 'girl utter ly in his power and still will not”-— she faltered, and Own words—“and wolf?” ’Carter-fine wd op did not even hear Aurore. the writhing tumult of his and rage an ugly fact had risen and taken shape and touched him with its cold hand, and was warning him; “Go slow, you’re trapped, you’re trapped, you’re caught. You haven’t any power over this girl; she has you in her power take her; that other He had tention to now he drew back warily, shocked and sobered, from that self-destruc tion. It came home to him that the whiphand was Aurore’s if she chose to defy him. It was easy enough to threaten her with Quesnal lodge, hut the actual facts were another thing. Her mother would demand to know where she* was.; her friends would ask; and even thrown upon her own resources Aurore would be for she had a fortune Indians and metis and she could plot their own language, coerce her with phy- He was beaten, un Quality Has No Substitute wlmt thoughts he In a low cold three meals with then used Dorn's yet will not turn did not answer; Out of jealousy You don’t dare and you don't dare kill man . , , ” nearly blurted out his In- be revenged on Dorn; but of taking her to some than Quesnal. He will. Both , either one prove to1 be dynamite explod- his hands. he could not give up the lust revenged on Dorn, nor the sure to escape, to bribe the guarding her, with them in He could not sical power, less . . . He thought hiding safer thought of killing Dorn and letting her remains here till loneliness and starvation broke her plans he swept away mi gilt ing in But to be prospect of taking Aurore down to his Quesnal lodge, for he had lived with that prospect till it was a mad ness in his blood. Now to find that she loved this cartographer; to find himself powerless to coerce her . . . beaten . . . threatened with some thing that would overwhelm him, annihilate him ... i ✓ He turned away from Aurore; it ■’was his purpose to go down to the detective, and ask help, advice, from the man who had double-crossed him once. But even as he turned, there sprang into his mind the first vague and formless idea of how he might crush Aurore McNain, with a power infinitely more certain, less dangerous to himself, than any phy- sciai compulsion; and he checked himself and stood hesitant a few .moments till the whole scheme was sharp and clear and he had solid hold of it. He whirled to Aurore. With a cer tain heavy shrewdness he said, 'I suppose you’re expecting him again to-night—here.” “He isn’t coming again.. Last night we hound ourselves net to see one another again. He promised me; he’ll keep his promise; he’ll never come, he’ll never see me------” Carter-Snowdon sensed something of her fighting love for Jim Dorn; and though it stung him, yet it was his very weapon against her. He said: “You expect me to believe he’ll keep away from ycu; that he isn’t coming here any more! Well, I be lieve it! In fact, I know he won’t!" His veiled words caught Aurore’s quick attention. Her br-own eyes narrowed in puzzlement, in suspic- W 4,,11 nnmrIIUbIMiR A AmHhw.tf Fresh from the Gardens" ion, as she tried to reason out what he could mean. She was looking at him sharply, her face upturned, so that when she did realize, when her fear did come, Carter-Snowdon saw it suddenly vivid on her fea tures, ‘She gasped, and recoiled from him -with an inarticular cry. It had been lie who captured Aurore after combing the whole island; he had seen her fright then, hut this now was a greater fear, and it sur prised Carter-ISpowdon himself to see how terrible a weapon he had discovered against Aurora. He ex ulted; “She isn’t thinking of herself now! She won't stick at any nice ties about herself now!” (Continued next week.) gold,, because gold is- the only re* cognized medium of exchange tween nations. The British Empire controls per cent, of the world’s output, Th® world Hence tre of be* supply is $11,OOP,QOQ,OO0. the gold standard is the cen- interest. The Trade Balance MAIN STREET MEN'S UNION In ordinary times in the fall of the year, the balance pf trade was in our favor” said the speaker, as the United States was. purchasing large quantities of wheat. In the spring this order of things reversed and the balance of trade was in favor of the States, as we were pur chasing large quantities of automo biles. There are many things that enter into the balance of such as high tariff walls make it impossible for one to sell goods to another. owes U. S. 375 million dollars, and because, it was not being paid, camp the discount on the Canadian dol lar. At the close of the address Rev. Mr. Moorhouse and Mr. Mawson moved a hearty vote of thanks to Mr. Sayers for his splendid address. trade—- which, country Canada ac- his was the Crowded out last week The Main Street United. Church Men’s Union met in the church par lor on Wednesday evening, -Marell 2nd with the president Mr. George Layton in the chair. The Scripture Lesson was read by Mr. E. A. Fol lick. The musical part of the pro gram included two cornet solos by Mr. Frank Wilfong; a vocal solo by Mr. Silas Stanlake and two banjo solos by Mr. Harry Stanlake, companied on the piano by father. The speaker for the evening Mr. R. H. .Sayers, manager of Canadian Bank of Commerce who gave a very instructive address on “Exchange.” He explained that there was inland exchange and for eign exchange. Taking the former he tried to impress on his hearers the idea of why a cheque is drawn with, exchange. As an example, he said, when a cheque is drawn on an outside point namely Toronto or Vancouver, the teller states there, will be exchange, namely a minimum of 15 or 25 cents or 1-4 to 1-8 per cent. The reason of tiiis charge is that the bank advances the money to the customer, the exchange cov ers the inconvenience in having the money conveyed to the bank, dur ing which time there is interest and overhead charges to be met. Then the foreign exchange was explained. The speaker took up the gold stan dard explaining that gold was the standard of exchange between the nations. Nations in their business relations and dealings With each •other are similiar to individuals, that is, they buy and sell to each other in a like manner which you do with with fellow men and the difference called (balance of trade) and this balance of trade or debt, if it is adverse, must be settled in The Sarnia, Huron and BrucQ Coach Lines operating from Wing ham to London by way of No, 4 highway now have the privilege -of taking passengers from Clinton to London and London to Clinton. This coach has been unable to take on passengers from Clinton as another line held the- franchise. KHIVA (Too late for last week.) Little Reta Regier, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. A. Regier met with a’ very painful accident last week. Her mother was in the act of takling a pan of hot water off the stove when the little girl ran under the pan and spilling the contents, over her, burn ing her severely about the head and body. We are glad to report that she is getting along fairly well. Mrs. Wm. Mason spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. N. Sinclair at Credit on. Mrs. Chris. Dietrich is confined to her home with a bad attack of pleur isy. Miss Aldene Eagleson spent Sun day with Miss Ila Mason. Mr. and Mrs. H. Haggermiller, spent Friday in London on business. Miss M. Knight spent last Sunday at her home near Stratlmoy. Mr. and Mirs. O. Willert spent Sun day with the latter’s mother Mr. and Mrs. G. Sararas near Zurich. dare Mrs. H. Oickle, Caledonia, N.S., writes:—“For several! months I was bothered with my kidneys and thought I would never obtain relief. I received one of your Almanacs containing testimonials from women who had obtained relief from Doan’s Kidney I’ills, so I purchased a box and they did me so mucK good I got two more, and after using them found that; terrible backache was soon gone.” Price, 50c. a box at all drug and general stores, orj mailed direct on receipt of price by The T» Milburn Co.^ Ltd., Toronto, Ont. “BOUGHT AND PAID FOR” “'Bought and Paid For” has good plot,- is full of incident, and has dialogue of rate power. The char acters are genuinely human, and its touches of light comedy arc altogether infectious. ® Fists-«-*-an all-star cast-will present this play on the opening night, Chautauqua at Exeter March 29, 30, 31 and April 1