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'The DEVIL'S MANTLE: Funk L Packer Dawn runs into foul weather, and the native crew, regarding Peter as the Jonah, mutinees. ptain Mumm and Peter manage to'sub- due the crew, but ill-fortune still stalks the Break o' Dawn. In a thick fog she is rammed by the leis, the ; Fai yacht owned by Mr. Humphrey Garth, and sinks with the entire native crew. Peter Mumm and both Peter meets the girl of his dreams =the girl he had seen two years ago in a London theatre. In yecounting his story, Captain Mumm heroically guards Peter's idestity and introduces him as "Alec Dunn." Jaffray, secretary to Garth, approaches Captain Mumm and Peter with a proposi- tion to secure and divide the re- ward money. : : Peter, too, had risen from his chair. Jafrey he had now put down as a it of a fool--if not something worse. There might be a serious side to what had been said, but there was cer- tainly no cat-and-mouse game here, and it was fairly obvious that the man harbored not the slightest sus- picion; of that he, Peter, was fully convinced--and from that standpoint he had already dismissed the whole matter from his mind, "I think you said evervbody was up on deck, Mr. Jaffray," he said calmly; "so I presume Miss Garth is there?" > "Why, yes'--Jaffray looked a little surprised---"at least, she was on deck just before I came down here. "I wonder, then, if I could see her for a few moments?" : Jaffray still looked his surprise. Miss Garth? Why, yes--certainly, Er--of course! I'm sure she'll be glad to see you. Shall I tell her?" "Yes, if you will," said Peter. "T'll be up on deck in a few minutes." "Right!" said Jaffray. "I'll tell her." He moved to the door, "Well, till tomorrow then, Captain. Good- night!" ; ; "Good-night!" said Captain Jos- ephus Munn genially, The door closed. Jaffray's foot- steps died away along the little alley- way outside. i . Captain Mumm raised himself on his elbow and stared at Peter, ; "Well, what d'you think of that!" he exclaimed, : ; "Not very much," said Peter, with a grim smile, "except that I wouldn't trust the man unless he were bonded, and that I'm beginning to acquire a fairly definite sense of value--as ap- plied to five thousand pounds." He stepped toward the door. ; hm said the little red-haired skipped--and lifted an eyebrow quiz- zically. Then abruptly, Then abrupt- ly: "Where're you going?" , "You know!" said Peter. "You heard me say I was going up on deck to see Miss Garth." Captain Mumm beard. "Yes, plucked at his so you did!" he grunted. "And that brings us to the main gestion. From the ship's motion, I gure we are standing by on the chance of still picking up one of my natives; but, as I said, there ain't a chance of that mow, and Garth's L. Packard "Why, yea"--Jaffray looked a little surprised--"at least she was on deck just before I came down here." only salving his 'conscience -- so I'm saying again that don't enter into it so far as one of 'em coming aboard to say who you are is concerned. So what's the answer? You ain't given none yet. Alex Dunn--or Peter Blake?" Peter opened the door and stepped across the threshold. "That's what I'm going up there for now--to decide," he answered quietly--and closed the door behind him. Peter made his way slowly toward the deck. His nfind was in turmoil now. He didn't know why he had told Captain Mumm he was going to her in order to make his decision. Something spontaneous within him had prompted it. What was it? He did not know. It would force the issuc irretrievably, of course, one way or the other; but why. should she decide him? Was 'his decision to de- pend on her attitude toward him, her actions, what she said, how she looked ? ; He pushed his hand across his forehead and found it damp with per- $piration, Why should this have all come about? Why should he have been selected as the sport of fate? Why cou'l he not have gone to this girl, who had come into his life that night years ago in London, as a man fair-named and free to win her if he could? A savage fury came upon him, a railing against fate, Impo- tence! - Would it be better--better' for her and better for him -- if he turned back even now, returned to Captain Mumm and let things take their course?! No! He wanted to see her --wanted to look into her eyes, wanted to hear her voice. Fate could play it's hell tricks if it would, but he would not be cheated out of this! Afterwards there might be a bitter price to pay--but for a few moments, even if he decided that he wauld tell her he was' Peter Blake before he left her, he would have had the mem- ory of that little while, when, as though he were a man with all his franchised rights to love and life and happiness, she and he had been to- gether. And judge thereby what the might - have - beer could have held. And 'so, with that added meaning, perhaps toment himself the more! Well, suppose it did! Instinctively he squared his shoulders. A few steps from her was the woman he loved. He was going to her, come what would, He stepped out on the promenade deck and stood for a moment by the companjonway entrance looking about him. They were still search- ing in a forlorn hope *for Yar Lal and his thates. The yacht was moving very slowly, with scarcely any way on her at all. The fog scemed, if any- thing, more dense than before; but the deck lights outlined two forms who were walking toward him from the direction of the bridge--Jaffray and the cloaked figure of .a girl, She was coting! He felt the blood surge suddenly in mighty, pounding blows through his veins, Marion! It was her name ~--and not strange to him! Marion-- as though he had known her always as Marion! He stepped forward. * He heard Jaffray speak: "Miss Garth, this is Mr. Dunn." And then Jaffray passed on, and they were face to face--alone. Her hand, cool, and yet it scemed with a sort of strange timidity, lay in his--his own was hot, fiery, burn- ing, trembling a little, he felt. He leaned closer to her, drinking in every feature of her face with his cyes--the gold of her hair, shining cven 'in the misty light; the daintily modeled little chin; the ivory of her shoulders beneath the loose cloak; the full white throat beginning to tinge with faintest pink; the lips whose smile scemed suddenly tremu- lous; the eyes, wide at first, slightly hidden now bencath lowered lids, blue with that blue he had come to liken to the wondrous blue of the tropical, sunlit seas, She had not withdrawn her hand; she did so now, almost as though in confused and sudden haste, "You have suffered no ill effects from what you have been through?" she asked quickly. "I am so glad. It--it has been a terrible experience. We are all so grieved, and father is almost beside himself at the fate of those poor men. We are still search- Stone says there isn't the slightest hope. And Captain Mumm, is he~" "Quite all right," Peter answered. He found it an effort to steady his voice, "He's a bit fagged out, that's all, He'll be as fit as ever in the morning." ' A silence fell awkwardly between them for a moment. It was Marion who broke it. "You--Mr, Jaffray told me, that you wanted to sec me," she said, a little hesitantly, : Something within Peter tore re- straint ruthlessly aside. "I have wanted to sce you since that night in London two years ago," he said hoarsely. "That night--you have not forgotten it! You knew me again as [ stood there at the gang- way a little while ago--just as I knew you." "Yes," she said in a low voice. "It is very, very strange." She had thrned averting her face. "Couldn't we find some chairs suggested Peter abruptly. "That is, unless IL am keeping you from some- thing else?" Without answer Marion led the way to where in a recess formed by one of the deckhouses there were some steamer chairs. slightly away, 50 Marion's Story As she scated hersclf, Peter, still standing, spoke again -- as though Do You Own 2288800000 20808 0.00808 0.088 al Ll W. J. SULLEY * 223.5805 85880 CRETE ER TR SL ea a ae) CARTER'S Real Estate 5 St E. Mins S12 PE ------ _ There ought to be a law prohibit- ing the sale of typewriters to men with grievances.~--Brandon Sun. » Oshawa, Ont. pa ---- 5 Room House, Conveniences. Gar- age. [Extra large lot. Pased 5t. Only $2000. $400 Cash, Balance as rent. HORTON & FRENCH Mundy Bidg., Phone 2696 Telephones Night calls 510, 1560, 2468 Beautiful 5-Room Brick Bungalow for sale, all conveniences, wired for stove, immediate possession, morth end, only $300 cash, balance as rem'. 1. Y. Disney Real Estate, Loans and Insurance Phone 1550 Opp. Post Oftice ing for them, you see; but Captain | J rN ----ttr the interruption had made no intru" sion upon his train of thought "When 1 d to get out imto the street that night, you were gone," he, .aid. "Afterwards, for 1 hauated the theatres, the hotels, the supper places--I never saw you again until tonight." : "I sailed for home--Australia--the next morning," she said, "1 gee," said Peter. He drew a chair close to hers and sat down. There was just light enough to see her face. She was not looking at him; her eyes were fixed on a small Id signet ring that she kept twist- ing around and around on her little finger, "And then," Peter went on, "I looked for you--in other places." "In other places?" she repeated wonderingl;. "Wherever I was," Peter explained. "And T've been pretty well all over the globe since then. I was sure that some day I would see you again-- but I did not expect it would be like this." "It is the strangest thing I have ever known," she said slowly. ! "And 'I am not quite sure that I understand. You only saw me for a moment--scarcely more than a few seconds, and Jere . "And yet," Peter interpoted swiftly, "you, too, remembered." ® He was looking at her cagerly again, There was no disillusionment of that mo- ment of two years ago. The dream face that he had carried with him for those two years was real--and in its reality now more wonderful and dear than ever before. "You--you look just as you looked that night," he said involuntarily under his breath, She glanced up a smile on her lips that obviously fought to hide a quick confusion, "But you don't!" she cried gayly, as though seeking to turn the con- versation into a lighter vein, "That night you were in irreproachable evening attire, and tonight when you came aboard you were--well--very different, weren't you? And you came from such strangely different sur. roundings tonight--just a small trad- ing schooner, wasn't it? I can't imagine an existence anywhere that would be more diametrically in con- trast with the life of a man in Lon- don who was accustomed, I am sure, to just the sort of life that the con- ditions under which 1 saw you there would suggest. Do tell me how it happened, Mr. Dunn." ! Dunn! It came: like a prod of a knife thrust into a wound already raw and open, but which for a brief moment had ccased its brutal throb- bing. Dunn! Not yet--perhaps, he never would tell her--anyway, not yet--not for a little while--he wanted a few more of these moments with her when he was just a man and she was a woman, He framed a smile through tight lips, and shook his head, "Tell me first about yourself, your own life," he said. "Oh, but there is really nothing to tell about myself," she protested, laughingly. "I am just Marion Garth, the daughter of Humphrey Garth, and that embraces everything. Our home is in Sydney, and we are fre- quently abroad. I go to women's afternoon affairs, bridges and teas and that sort of thing, and.I am in- terested in some of the island mis- sions, and I go to dinners and balls, and--and I am afraid that is all. It's really more an indictment than an auto-biography, isn't it?" "Your mother's?" he asked. , Marion's fingers were busy again with the little signet ring. It' was a moment before she answered. "I sometimes tell myself, she said gravely, "that perhaps my life is not so empty of the things that are worth while and worth doing, as, just a moment ago, half jokingly, I de- scribed it, I have tried to take my mother's place in my father's life." "I--=I am sorry" -- Peter stumbled for words, She looked up now, and, leaning forward, touched him lightly on the arm, "No! You needn't be!" Sle was smiling again. "It was a very nat- ural question to ask, And now it is your turn again. Tell me about yourseli--and tell me everything. There must be a great deal to. tell, since we have been strangers" «= she was laughing mischievously now -- "for the last two years, you know." "And during those two years," said Peter, a sudden huskiness in his voice, "have yoy-----" "Oh, no!" she cried in mock dis- may, "That's not fair! You must play strictly according to the rules. It's your turn now, Mr. Dunn!" Dunn! Again! There was some- thing hideously remorseless about it. He lowered his head until his face was hidden, and his teeth clenched together. To palm himself off upon her under a false identity was de- testable--but to tell her! Oh, God! Tell her--and watch that smile fade into horror and aversion; those eyes darken with loathing and disgust! He knew now what it was that, stronger eyen than Captain Mumm's argu- ments, had been tempting him to deny his own name. It was fear. Not fgar for himself and the conse- quences in a physical sense--but the tear that he would have found her again only to lose her irretrievably-- and fear that she would despise him, turn from him in instant abhorrence. His mind was torturing him -- and to no avail--finding no way out of the impasse, He must tell her some- thing. Wait! - Suppose he told her something of his own life, enough to lay a solid foundation of truth--then perhaps she would believe the rest if he told her that, too, at the end. He knew now that what alone mat- tered was that he should not destroy, here where the road forked, his chance, however small and intangible it might ultimately be in any case, to win this woman he had so strangely and so sacredly come to love. "Yes:" she promptly softly. Pejer raised his head--met her eyes and found them smiling, wide, full of "interest. (To be continued) CHILDREN DIE ------ Moscow, May 6.--Twenty-two children were drowned today when a boat which was carrying them down the Kuban River' capsized. Twelve bodies have been recovered. The Kuban rises in the Caucasus, and flows into the Sea of Azov, WOULD SILK HAT BUSINESS MEN OF U.3. ON SUNDAYS Sporting Offer is Made by British Advertising ABLE CAREER Drink Tea Couple of . Years Ago New York, May 4.--A sperting offer to make American business men wear silk hats on Sunday by the expenditure of a mere $100,- 000 on advertising was made by Sir Charles F. Higham, Sir Charles made this appalling | proposition in the course of dis. cussing for the United Press some differences between English and American advertising. There are differences, as many American firms with excellent products have discovered to their cost. One difference between hooking on American consumer by adver. tising and hooking a British one is that the Briton will struggle. A skilled newspaper advertising campaign will land him, even more securely than it will an American, but your Englishman takes pride in not rising to the first fly. This, Sir Charles has found out in the course of a long and sue- cessful career. He is now not only perhaps the leading advertising ex- pert of Great Britain, but publle- ist for His Majesty's Government itself. Sir Charles handles the lit- tle matter of the British Industries Fair, designed to persuade every body everywhere to 'come to Eng- land to do his shopping. He is the man who took $250,- 000 a couple of years ago and per- suaded Americans to drink tea-- a beverage hitherio regarded as worse than. water, He went back to England just in time to an- swer the prayers of English over- shoe manufacturers, For some reason, Britons had about given up wearing the tubu- lar leg-protecting type of rubber overshoes known in England as "Wellingtons." The shelves of English stores were full of Well- ingtons, the Wellington factories were idle, the workers were desti- tute, and the populace looked at Wellingtons with a cold and fishy eye. to Put it Over The Wellington makers held a drum-head conference, raised $50,- 000, and handed it to Sir Charles. In a trice England began to become Wellington-conscious, "Wear Wellingtons this winter --better than leather for rainy weather," rang through England fromr Land's End to John O'Groat's. Today an Englishman would as soon be caught out in a rainstorm without his pants as without his Wellingtons. Sir Charles is in America this time to popularize a television ma- chine. He gives it about 90 days to take hold among the skilled amateurs, Television by wire and radio in every home is just a mat- ter of time now, he thinks, and what Sir Charles thinks might as well be accepted without any futile protests. Remember the Higham tea-party. He is a sort of wizard in his own cheery way, and until he is convinced otherwise he will con- tinue to think that advertising can do anything---anything not essen- tially unwholesome, that is. The destinies as well as the habits of nations he believes to be subject to change through advertising. Several American attempts to change the habits of Merrie Eng- land through advertising, however, have failed more or less miserab- ly. Sir Charles believes the prin- cipal reason is psychological. Gives Difference "The difference between the psychology of the Aprerican and British mind from a receptive point of view of advertising," he FIRST AIR MALL REACHES TORONTO Overgeag Letters Brought from Rimouski to Leaside Field Toronto, May 7.--~The first mail aeroplane to Toronto yester- day afternoon met nearly as great a reception as transatlantic fliers. Leaside field was fringed with hundreds of automobiles and dot- ted with thousands of spectators when, at 4.30 o'clock Pilot J. H. St. Martin glided down out of a clear sky with his cargo of letters. They were the first letters "by air" to Toronto. And this signifi- cant mielstone in the postal service seemed to capture the imagination of a large part of the population. Popular heroes have received less acclaim on their appearance than this, first mail plane. Earlier Delivery The inauguration of the air ser- vice will not result in Torontonians getting their mail a great deal earleir today, however, owing to the Sunday arrival of the aero- plane. By train the letters would have reached here this morning and' been sorted in time for the afternoon delivery, With the new service, the letters arrilvng yester- day afternoon will be delivered this morning, Most of the mail arriving by plane yesterday afternoon was from the Empress of Scotland, It was taken off the steamer at dawn yesterday morning and thence by air to Montreal. At Montreal Pilot St, Martin took on 16 hags of this Old Country mail for Toronto and one bag from Montreal, He made splendid time in his trip up here. Leaving Montreal at 1 p. m., he arived in the Leaside field at 4.30, covering the distance in three and a half hours, He was met on his arrival by one of the trucks of the Postoffice Depart- ment, which had difficulty in reaching the plane through the danse mass of spectators who crowded around it, George Forsyth, Superintendent of Transportation for the Toronto Postoffice, was on hand to meet the plane, Time Cut Nearly 20 Hours On Saturday St, Martin piloted the plane with 16 bags of mail from Toronto to Montreal, when it was flown to iRmouski to meet the outbound liner Regina, cutting oft nearly 20 hours from the ordinary mail time from Toronto, The Shirts that fit All Ways - Aways . In these shirts the qualities of style and w ty are present to an unusual degree. MADE 8Y MONYPENNY BROS. 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EET OO re rer TT YY TYE rv rere Bab ---- SCREAMS FROM WOMEN ARE CAUSE OF ARRESTS Niagara Falls, Ont., May 6.--The screams of frightened women being ferried across among the ice-floes of the upper Niagara River during Friday night, were so shrill that they were heard by patrolmen across the river, and one man is under arrest and three men and three women are held as material witnesses, It alleged - that Thomas Hughes; Niagara Falls, N.Y. was taking six aliens over the river illicitly into the United States, ---- AN INVESTMENT WITH REMARKABLE POSSIBILITIES |. .° You can now buy Dearborn Ridge Lots, West Oshawa ;" at $10 per foot on convenient terms, SWANSON, GERMAN & MACKENZIE ~ _ Standard Bank Bldg., Oshawa Phone 940, Agents Wanted \ Poodle inds Carew Lumber Co., Limited. 74 Athol Street West LUMBER MERCHANTS Estimates gladly given Requirements promptly filled Phones 12 and 1111 The of o o PERE Err THETTEPITTITTTTVTeeeee \ said, "is that an American responds to advertising consciously and the Englishman unconsciously. '""Americans are anxious to know | about everything that is new or | improved and willing to try it. an Englishman won't even admit that he has read an advertisement. He will read it, but he will pretend he hasn't. "For instance, if a fountain pen | the industry. between headquarters line, at the mines. has cost $2.50 in the United States and the manufacturer brings out | a new one that sells for $7.50 and | advertises it, 10,000 young men i will go that day to a 'shop. ask to see it, and will buy it. They go! to their office and use it. 'Their associates ask them questions about | it. It is discussed. If it is a good | pen--and it had better be--it is made." But an Englishman, said Sir Charles, even if he weakened so far as to buy the pes upun 2ts first appearance, will act as though it were all an accident. If am ac- guaintance remarked upon it, which would be unlikely, the owner dreadfully conscious of having been persraded by advertising, would pretend he knew nothing whatever | about the beastly thing. / Only after it was an established - article would the flood-gates of admiration be opened. It takes four times as lomg to get a customer in England as it does fu the United States, Sir Charles estimated, but ou the other hand, it takes four times as long to lose one after he's once been persuaded that everything ie on the "up and up." - Long Distance does it. mining area in the ete its SCIENCE GIVES WINGS TO INDUSTRY, and . Mining becomes big business back of beyond, burrowing and tunnelling, boring and blast- ing earth's riches from her deep hidden storehouses, the miners toil. Directing them ¥ the field staff, mana- , inspectors, foremen, time- Act A Som in the distant city the executive officers of the mining corpo- zation are at their desks, in touch with the banks, with the markets, studying alertly the ever changing conditions of Long Distance is the liaison officer Emergencies arrive, inevitably. Instant con- tact between mine and office becomes im- perative. No time to write. Message and reply must conquer delay. Minutes may Canada possesses the largest partially dev - world. To com- that the Canadian le may realize to the fullest extent upon wedi close held in their country's y mineral deposits, some medium of constant immediate communication between mine and executive offices, over thousands of miles harren country, is essential. ; Distance supplies that medium, n in its present embryo state as & pro- «er of minerals, Canada leads the world wn annual of nickel and asbestos, mines more silver, Sopa: and zinc than any country within the Empire, and stands third in the world in gold production. In 1880 when The Bell Telephone Company of Canada was organized, the country's total mineral production was valued ate $15,000,000, In 1926, the value was $241,- 773,000. The actual coal reserve is offi- cially estimated at 414,193,000,000 tons, Adequate of these vast resour- Adee Josip of speed. The Bell 1S. Kes and the front In 1928, we expect to connect 135,000 tele , which will mean 2 net increase of 40,000 telephones in service.