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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1932-04-14, Page 2THI BSIW, AVKH. nth, lra ____ jliB EXETER TJMES-ADVOCATE glllllllllllllllllllllllllinilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllltlllllllllllllllllllH | “The Silver Hawk”| fi BY WILLIAM BYRON MOWERY || Biiiiiiiiiii'iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin SYNOPSIS Jaimes Dorn, aerial map maker, as­ signed to a territory in 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. Kansas followed hurriedly hut failed to find any • tTace of her. He told his friend Dorn about it and the same night Pere Bergelot, a trusty metis ar- ' rived with the girl. The girl, Aurore McNain, asks Dorn to go to a lonely lake in search 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. On account of the danger and mystery surrounding Her he has promised not to see her any more. That clay Carter-Snowdon located Aurore and demanded that she leave with him for Quesnal Lodge. CHAPTER XXXI There again the two machines were evenly matched. Like the Le­ wis, the twin Vickers was semi-flex­ ible in mounting-—a “pill box” wea­ pon hastily adapted to a cockpit. It could sweep the air overhead, and the level range, and downward to a forty-five degree angle; hut direct­ ly under keel it was “blind.” It was Dorn’s job to dart down under the tail of. that enemy ana- chine and give Kansas a chance to send a spray of bullets up into it. And since his own plane too was a •“blind belly” craft, he had to guard against that deady twin Vickers get- against that steady twin Vickers getting under him. He knew it would be a battle of arrowy manoeuvring, a battle be­ tween his flying skill and the en­ emy pilot’s wizardry, with the ma­ chine gunners relatively unimpor­ tant. From the wary circling he knew that “Ace” McGregory was no foolhardy daredevil, rushing in with, a recklessness that would bring both machines down in flaming wrecks, but a wise old fox, with four years of war experience, and •one of the best flyers he had ever seen handle a stick. Dorn could not help thinking: “He’s shot men down in battle. He lived -through four years of that— because he was good. He fought five Rumpiers at one time and he bombed Immelmann’s hangar. Nov.- Kansas and I . . . ” It was Dorn—-picturing Aurore being hunted, captured, carried away—who precipitated the fight. Suddenly swerving across the circle, he launched the Silver Hawk straight at the enemy plane, clos­ ed up to three hundred yards, and dived to pass under the- enemy. To save itself the Fokker plunged down also. A -couple of hundred yards apart, with machine guns drum­ ming and struts sr earning from the terrific speed, the two crafts went down together, three thousand feet in a giddy dive, before they broke apart, and shot out to either side, and zoomed back up as far as their impetus would take them. Ke-eping his offensive, (forcing the battle, Dorn struck twice more, and twice the planes went volting down in a fearful plunge and climbed back to a safe height. One by one in quick succession Dorn tried all the stratagems he knew. Twelve thousand feet high, he manoeuvred close and executed a sudden, sharp Immelman turn; but just as he completed the loop and was in position to roar in under his enemy, the cfraifty pilot side­ slipped and easily banked out of ■danger, and the machine gunner, slewing around in his seat, punctur­ ed the fuselage of the Silver Hawk with half a dozen bullet#. In growing desperation for Aur- ■ore, with the sense of defeat mount­ ing in him, Dorn tried the rolling Dr. Wood’s Norway Pine Syrup Contracted Bad Cold. Left Awful Cough Mrs. Elmer Patterson, R.R. 2. Pictou, N.S., writes I— “I contracted a bad cold that left me with an awful cough. For nights I never put my head on a pillow, and was often afraid I would choke to death, I had tried all sort® of medicine add was in despair until a friend advised me to get Dr. Wood’s Norway Pin® Syrup, Which I did, add I had only taken a few doses When I got some relief, add after taking three bottle® my.cough had entirely disappeared.” 5 Price 35c. a bottle; large family rire 65c., at all drug and general stores; put tip Ohly by The T. Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Oat* trick of the French Aces, but it fail, ed miserably. He pre-tended to run away north, meaning to stall and drop and knock the pursuing plane out of the air as it sped over, but “Ace” McGregory kept a safe dis­ tance. and waited his chance. Once when the battle had drifted south over the- range peak-line Dorn tried by a clever feint and bullet-swift stab to lure the other plane into a collision against a high naked pin­ nacle. But all his flying wizardry was futile against his -war-wise enemy. He had one last trick-—so diffi­ cult and perilous a manoeuvre that it was little short of suicide. Few monolplanes built could stand the strain of it. To an observer' it was a terrifying spectacle. He had tried it once on Kansas two years ago, and scared his partner white. Circling back over the lake, he climbed nearly two thousand feet higher than his enemy and came drifting over, .dead overhead, de­ liberately making a fair target q£ his machine. As he expected, the twin Vickers began feeling for him, its tracer -bullets drawing white lines all around his plane. The Silver Hawk suddenly stalled like a craft hard hit, and went out of control, staggering and lurching drunkenly. For a moment or two Dorn seemed, about to master it again. But it wobbled and pitched and yawed helplessly, and its en­ gine died, and it finally toppled nose first and came twistng down in a fearful rolling spin. McGregory merely whipped out of its path, and throttled down ana slewed around in his seat to watch the disabled craft plummet ten thousand feet to the lake below. Looking back with a grin on his face, reaching a congratulatory hand to the gunner, he was caught utterly unawares by Dorn’s superbly executed strategem, and had no chance, no time to escape. The Silver Hawk came suddenly out of it spin, with a jolt that would have torn the wings from an ordin­ ary plane. With its powerful en­ gine roaring, it shot like a bolt of well-drected lightning at the other machine and passed under keel. From rudder to propeller, at the murderous range of fifty feet, Kan­ sas Elby flailed and swept and rid­ dled the enemy craft with a hail of bullets. It was Dorn and Kansas who . looked back now. They saw at'wing c’rumple, saw a jet of gas spew from a bullet hole in the high-pressure tank, saw it explode in the flame of the exhaust and tear the other wing from the plane, and saw the machine topple and hurtle down­ ward wrapped in fire. Dorn met Kansas’s eyes for a sec­ ond, but he merely nodded, with no congratulatory handshake. By some provident miracle both McGregory and the gunner manged to throw themselves clear of the blazing, twisting wreck. With a leap of heart Dorn saw the white wings of their “Guarding Angels" catch the air and open with a burst of white and start drifting to-ward the pine­ clad slope of the southern range. He was glad the pair had saved themselves. They were brave fel­ lows, worthy enemies, loyal to the trust imposed in them. Their only fault was the company they kept, the money they took. It was not right they should lose their lives protecting two such men as Sol’c- SIioe and Henry Carter-Snowdon. CHAPTER XXXII The (Tack-Up As he whirled on north from the meteoric battle which he had scarce­ ly hoped to win but which he had brilliantly earned, Dorn was think­ ing not that he ‘had shot “Ace” McGregory out of the air, but that he had destroyed Carter-Snowdon’s defence and now could dictate at the muzzle of a Lewis. He knew the biplane had not es­ caped; that pursuit craft had not been patrolling tlit sky for nothing. Something had fatally delayed Car­ ter-Snowdon, and Dorn guessed: “Aurore came through! They had to comb the island for her. ,She manag­ ed to hide on that tiny island not one hour but two hours and a half!” He laid plans to whip over the mesa and drop down beside the biplane; and with machine gun trained upon It, have those three men at her mercy and take Aurore again under his protection. There was one man of those three whom Dorn wanted to kill, to kill barehanded, without pity or qualm of conscience; and he swore to do it if the shadow of excuse or justification came his way. That man was Soft-Shoe. Dorn could forgive him for having discovered somehow that Bergelot had inform­ ation of Aurore’s whereabouts; but there Dorn’s mercy stopped, The torture scene at the Lake of Dead Waters was burned into his brain. He could never forget hearing the sear of hot iron against old Luke’s naked body and the gasp of agony wrenched from the Indian’s lips, He thought grimly: “I ought to have killed him then; I made a msitake, I let him live; and now, because of it, Dad Bergelot is dead. That de­ tective murdered him. Not to get the map and letter; he could have got them without that, But merely to keep him from discovering the theft and telling me. For the,mere sake of an hour’s advantage he mur­ dered a man. That alley-wolf isn’t fit to walk in God’s sunshine. I won't make the mistake a second time.” But of Carter-Snowdon, Aurore’s husband, Dorn thought otherwise. He dared not raise his hand against Carter-Snowdon. It would be mur­ der, as Kansas had said-—murder in order that he himself might possess Aurore; and no excuse could ever gloss over the deed. Dorn had long ago resolved: “Whatever happens, he’s got to live; I’ve got to shield him.” And he meant just that, and he knew he would carry it thro’; but his same grim senst of honor, his relentlesss reasoning, kept re­ peating to him those words he had told Kansas; in the whirr of the propeller, in the sing and swish of hurtling struts, that purpose was beating like an endless refrain: “She’s his wife, and I’ll never touch her. But she’s mistress of her own body and soul, and neither shall he touch her unless she wants him to.” > He planned not to go ashore on* Aurore’s island; not to meet Aur­ ora nor speak again with her. Last night, when she held her lips up to him and confessed love, he haa pledged himself not to return. Un­ der the dire necessity of saving her, he was .returning now; 'but their kiss had been a covenant of honor between Aurore and him, and he held it sacred. Aurore would know that Kansas had told him she had been QarterJSnowdon’s wife; and it would be an unbearable ordeal for her to face him, and he wanted to spare Aurore that. Whatever lay back of the marriage and her flight, she had gone through some terrible suffering of soul, and Dorn pitied her profoundly, with a sym­ pathy and tenderness that rose above his own personal loss of her. He planned that he would order Carter-Snowdon and Quillan into the biplane and would himself pilot it back to Titan Pass; and that Kan­ sas would take Aurore into the Sil­ ver Hawk and fly her to some other refuge. As his plane sped north at lofty height Dorn looked back and saw Kansas sweeping the horizon with the binoculars. Far ahead the star-shaped glacier swam into view, and he caught the fiery glint of Goat Mest. A few seconds later, glancing back again, he saw Kansas suddenly stiffen, with, the glasses pointed north toward that horse­ shoe range, and he knew Kansas had picked up the biplane. Dorn started: a question struck him like a blow; what if Aurore was in that plane? He had thought to get there before they rose with her. But if they had took Aurore, how could he fight them and get her out of their power? Compared with the battle just ended, to knock that heavy ship out of the air would be child’s play—one swoop, one stab and a deadly fusillade from the Le­ wis. But with Aurore in that plant? She was their protection; they would ignore him and fly on; with their tank capacity they could stay in the air three hours to his One. and fly clear beyond his pursuit. He clung to the hope' that Aurore had eluded them altogether, -land that they had come away without her. For several long minutes Kansas intently studied the distant growing speck, drawing it close to him with the powerful X-th’s. Through the propeller arch Dorn himself present­ ly' sighted it, circling foi* altitude above Aurore’s lake. When he turned agan in suspense and fear of the worst, Kansas slowly brought down the glasses. lie loaned for­ ward, cupping his hands, and shout­ ed into Dorn’s oar: “jirn, I can see ’em plain; they’ve 12 BIG BISCUITS Made in Canada with Canadian Wheat THE CANADIAN SHREDDED WHEAT COMPANY, LTD. got her!” A plan born of stark necessity came to Dorn. Kansas’s remark that Quillan, the pilot of that machine, was a .coward at heart, had stuck in his mind and worked subconsciously He had associated with all types of bird men; air psychology—the pe­ culiar quirks and idiosyncrases of a flyer’s temperament—-was a fam­ iliar subject to him. It was on Kansas’s blunt characterization of Harry Quillan that Dorn built his strategy. 1 There was a certain amount of peril in it—peril to himself and Kansas and to Aurore. But it was his last hope on earth of stopping that plane. Unless he struck and struck hard, it would carry her away it could fly further than the Silver Hawk; it would fly to the Pacific ranges. (For himself and Kansas the peril did not matter. For Aur­ ore ... he believed in the depths of his soul she would rather die here in her beloved mountains than be carried a helpless prisoner to one of Carter-Snowdon’s, camps, Dorn studied his plan very close­ ly, and he came to see that the ac­ tual danger was very slight. He knew his own air skill; and six weeks of daily work with the Sil­ ver Hawk had familiarized him with its magnificent control and instant respone. Piloting it, he could gauge a manoeuvre to a rod and time his acts to the fraction of. a second. He could achieve his pur­ pose—stopping that biplane—With little more than the ordinary haz­ ards of flying. As Aurore’s -blue lake unfolded ’from its mountain ’ hiding and the hostile plane far below came almost under keel, he turned to Kansas; and in the language of lips and signs, perfected by six years of part­ nership, they talked the situation over. Kansas too had thought out a plan. They should fly along with that biplane until it was above some big lake where Quillan could make a dead-stick landing. Then Dorn was to bring the Silver Hawk up alongside the enemy, and at point-blank range Kansas was to shoot through the cowling and riddle the engine and put it out of commission, forcing Quillan to glide down and light. ’ Dorn pondered the suggestion.’* At first glance it looked less dangerous than his own plan; but in reality, as he studied it in detail, he saw it was a hundred times more so. A bullet deflected from the engine block might pierce a gas tank and send the biplane down in flames; or might kill the pilot, or suit a sup­ port and let a wing crumple. But failing this there was a greater danger still; however readily the range, a speeding airplane was an uncertain target—doubly uncertain when a gunner was shooting from the unsteady cockpit of another plane. The slight wobble or bunip of either craft might swerve that hail of bullets back at the hear seats —at Aurore. Kansas was fully aware of the perils of his plan and agreed in­ stantly that Dorn’s idea was safe and swift and sure. In careful de­ tail they worked out the whole strategy. The burden of it fell on Dorn; Kansas with the machine gun was to be merely a threat, a menace. High enough now to clear the ranges, the biplane started south over the mesa. The enemy had seen the Silver Hawk hovering overhead; their white faces were upturned, watching it. Dorn knew that al­ ready he had them guessing, uncer­ tain of his intent, nervous and ap­ prehensive even though they had Aurdre and were using her as a safeguard. They must realize that he had fought the pursuit plane, and whip­ ped “Ace” McGregory and the ma­ chine gunner, and knocked their craft out of the air. That realia- tion would sit- none too well with them, especially with Harty Quillan, Their knowledge of liis victory was a good prelude, a good preparation, for his plan of terrorizing them, In great spirals and whistling dives Dorn dropped down eight thousand feet till he was level with the biplane and only sixty yards away; and. drifting along at even speed with the heavy craft he look­ ed across the void. With an automatic in his hand1— as though that puny weapon could be of any use aganst a machine gun and a zooming airplane—Carter- Snowdon was sitting in the mechan­ ic's seat beside Quillan. Fingering the pistol nervously, making threat­ ening motions with it, he stared over at Dorn. Quillan kept glanc­ ing across too. He •was flying steadily enough, handling his slow craft very expertly; but from his quick scared way of jerking his head around, Dorn knew he was fearful that the hovering vengeance which had already meant death to his two mates might be his doom also. (Continued next week) OUTSTANDING CHANGES IN FEDERAL TAXATION Ottawa, April 6.—Here, in brief, are the changes in te federal taxa­ tion by which it is hoped to increase the revenue accruing to the public treasury of some $55,000,000. Sales tax increased from four to six per cent., with ice cream, cereal foods, processed mi]k .and other items previously exempt, now to be taxed. Tax effective Thursday. "Excise tax on all goods imported into Canada increased from one to three per cent. Exemptions on personal income tax reduced from $3,000 for married persons to $2,400; from '$1,500 for single persons to $1,200. 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