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TRIASURE OP THC SEA By George E. Walsh CHAPTER 1 Such a smalt tiling as a thrimp may save a man't life by putting new heart into him at a time when his digestive organi have ceased to function for lack of fuel. If the will to live or die it dependent upon a bunch of nerve celli and ganglions, the proper activity of the latter it contingent upon the regular carbonization of common- place foods. Dick Jordan had reached the goint of semi-starvation and phy- sical exhaustion when lethal for- getfulncss seemed the greatest boon to man â€" to drift off painless- ly into a world of dreams and fan- cies that ends in death. He didn't want to live; he had lost the will to go on and suffer; he craved sur- cease from the torture of wind and sun aiui waves â€" and from thirst and hungerl C^linging to his frail support that had been the toy of the waves for days and nightsâ€" he scarcely knew how many â€" he raised his head for one last look around his narrow undulating horizon before . eleasing his hold to slip down into the green waters clamoring to receive him. It was the last despairing look of a dying man when the faculties flare up an instant, in full intelli- gence, before the final collapse. • * • Then, coming on the crest of a wave, sliding down its slope to meet him, a small Island of seaweed thrust its tentacles of air-bladders and greenish fronds about his neck and shoulders, rustling and mur- muring against the sides of his raft. Aroused an instant by this unex- pected break in the monotony of his horizon the castaway stared at It in stupefied wonder. It was alive with crustaceans and molluscs, those tiny forms of life that cling to algae and make their homes in their branches â€" squids, snails, •lugs, barnacles and anthropods. A tiny crab floated on the sur- face. Dick made a grab for it, but missed it. His splash startled from their hiding place a school of â- hrinip. Catching one of these, he decapitated it and ate it raw. The taste awakened dormant impulses Ja him. He began fishing warily for tilt tiny creatures, driving them Into the open with one hand and cupping them with the other, or corraling them into a dense mass of seaweed, he would fling them on liis float with the algae and •cramble for them before they could leap liack into the tea. * * * It hccanii.' an exciting game, with real food as the prize. Every time he caught one and swallowed it his appcptite craved more, and his fagged brain power rallied to his assistance, giving him the necei- »ary mental alertness and skill for the work. It saved his life â€" the shrimp and the game! By the time he had â- cavengcd the mass of seaweed, robbing it of every form of life that could be called food, his mind was clearer through the function- ing of his digestive organs, and the will to live and fight it out flared ilp again. But the handful of raw shrimps had, after all, been a mere morsel to a starving man, and the salt of them, whicli had lasted good at first, was beginning to intensify his thirst. He had been fortunate In securing rain water for the first three days, but the last of it was gone, and the agony of thirst was beginning to add to the tortures of â- n empty stomach. * * * "If there was a sail now â€" " he began, and then s'opped. Insanity Jay in that direction. lit had looked for a sail so long that his eyes jrere sore and unsteady; he had firayed for it until in a frenzy of jUisappointment he had anathemat- ised all prayer as silly and mitlead- big; he ha< hoped and longed for die sight of a ship until he had ^ip*n them in his dreams â€" a dozen bf themâ€" sailing around and around ikn, mocking him, tantalizing him •ten in hit waking moments. There had been strange illusions, mirages of ships and argosies, pictures of islands and headlands, of towns and cities, of people walking their streets. They had come and gone until the befuddled brain was at odds with itself. "There isn't any saill" he mut- tered aloud, closing his teeth. 'There are dream sails, mirages of them, but nothing real. They dis- appeared from the ocean ages ago. I know, for I saw the last of them. He had glimpsed a sail â€" u real sail â€" when he thrust his head up- ward after his meal of shrimp; but he wouldn't believe it â€" wanted to believe it â€" but wouldn't. "It's only in my eye," he added. "I'd get cross-eyed if I tried to look at all the ships I've seen since â€" since that night." * * • That night was forever indelibly impressing itself upon his mind â€" a nightmare of horrorl The steamer had struck in the middle of the night, and out of the staterooms had streamed an endless array of strange forms â€" white-faced wo- men, frightened children and nurses, grim-lipped men, anu weak- kneed passengers of both sexes who needed help to get them in the small boats . Dick himself had helped women and children into the small boats, winning smiles of trust from the latter and glances of frightened approval from the former. There had been a few others of the pas- sengers who actively arrayed them- selves alongside the officers to maintain order and system. One of them was Pettigrew â€" Hen Pettigrew â€" whose whole life and training made him immune to fear and excitement. Hen had dis- tinguished himself in that melet, as he always did, and won the ap- proval of the captain. • • * Early in the confusion they had separated â€" Hen Pettigrew and Diek Jordan â€" for the exigency of the moment severed all conven- tional bonds. Diek had been al- lowed to go his own way, free as any other passenger; but he knew, or felt, that the other's eyes were on him, watching that he didn't slip into one of the boats filled mostly with women and children. He had an unpleasant sensation that he was still being watched as a criminal. The vigilance of the law never relaxed â€" not even in the panic of a shipwreck. When all but two of the boats had been cast off, and the sea was full of them, bobbing around like cockle-shells, he and Hen had come face to face â€" the only two passengers left aboard. Hen had looki-d at him, and nodded pleas- antly. "Vou've done well, Jordan," were his words. "Which boat do you want to go in?" Cubic Inch of Wheat Yields Huge Harvest Toward the relief of I"iiroiie'.s starving nu'llions will go some 6(5- 650 bushels of wheat from the six- year "dynamic kernels" project which culminated in ceremonies at Adrian, Mich. last week. An estimated 10,000 persons watched in awe as 276 farmers who participated in the final planting hauled the 10 per cent tithe before down during six years. Then ed wheat into a long, high wall. In their minds was the realization that 66,650 bushels had been harvested from a single cubic inch of grain sowed in the original planting in 1940. Each year one-tenth of the har- vest had been tithed to the church and the remainder had been re- planted. The first seeding involv- ed only 360 kernels but the sixth covered 2,666 acres. Instigator of the project was the Rer. Clifton Robinson of the Cleveland Bible College. His inspi- ration came from three Bible versesâ€" John 12:24, MalachI 3:10 and Leviticus 25:3. ISSUE 34â€" 194« Quality Yott*U Enioy PPM A « MkW^aSPi SAlADiC STRADDLING STOCKRAILS During their trip to the Northern Territory of AustraSa, the Duke and Duchess of Gloucester watch the branding of cattle at a itation near Burketown. CHRONICLES of GINGER FARM By Gwendoline P. Clarke It has come at last! "What has come?" did you ask? Well, if for weeks, in fact months, you had been hoping by day, and dream- ing by night, for just one thing, then you wouldn't need to ask "what". Of course it is my elec- tric stove I am talking about. Yes, it actually ar- rived â€" last Tuesday to b« exact â€" and this time it was not damaged in transit. * * * Wednesday morning a couple of electricians came in to fbc it up and by eleven o'clock it was rea- dy for action. And so was I. We had an extra man for dinner that day as they were trying to finish clearing the barley field. What with the stove, the electricians, and extra field help I really felt somewhat rushed that Imorning. However one thing was clear in my mind â€" I niusn't be late witli dinner. You don't mind telling your own men dinner will be ten minutes late but you feel you have to be on time for extra help. I was on time all rightl Everyone had been warning me that, at first. I would think an electric stove was awfully slow. With this in mind, and to he on the safe side, I set the grill and put the pork chops in right away â€" at eleveri o'clock I In twenty minutes they were done to a turn. Then I didn't know what to do with them. I tried shutting off the grill and leaving them in the oven. But the blessed things went right on cooking.. In derpcration I tried the warming oven. That, at least, didn't cook them but by noon my nice fresh niciity cliops were just as dry as chips. Fortunately the vegetables were all right and I managed a pie filling without dis- aster â€" but those chops â€" they were really something to remeinbcrl * ♦ ♦ After dinner I experimented with some baking but of course, before doing it 1 spent no end of time studying the directions. 1 did so with fear and trembling be- cause a friend had told me how very careful you have to be in setting the oven or the whole sys tem of automatic heat control would be thrown out of order She knew because she had done iti And 1 am not surprised. Op- erating the ovenâ€" at least on the type of stove I have â€" is just one of those things â€" simple enough when you understand it, but as complicated as a whole hag ot tricks until you do. As a matter of fact before night came 1 was so on edge I was ready to bite. I was wishing to peace everyone would clear out and leave me to my experimenting in peace. But Jyo.U don't catch Partner doing anything like that. He always seizes any opportunity to tease. If he came in and the stove wasn't in use he would say "Wliy aren't you using the stoveâ€" what's the good of having one if you don't make use of it?" If I was using it then I would hear "What are you burning up all the power for? Just !)ccause you've got a stove you don't have to keep it going all the time!" * * * Is it any wonder I had to take Ml atpirin to cure my headache? And I though an electric stove would mean the end of all my baking worries. For a few days it was only the beginning. But I'm learning â€" learning fast â€" the hard way. So far I haven't ruined anything â€" other than the pork chops â€" and the family hasn't died of indigestion. Occasionally I turn on a burner to boil the ket- tle, go out to feed the chickens, come in again, find the kettle hasn't boiled â€" for the simple rea- son that the burner I turned on wasn't the one under (he kettle. This stove has all solid plates and it isn't until you feel the heat from them that you are sure which bur- ners are alight â€" that is supposing you are green and dumb like I am. * * * However, in spite of all my worries, I am already convinced that an electric stove is a great convenience and time-saver.. To say nothing of being able to bake in hot weather without being re- duced to a grease spot. Some of our week-enders were here again and they were properly enthused. * * * And speaking of week-enders â€" this is really getting to be some- what of a madhouse. Our young neices collected barley stalks â€" complete with head and beards, thistles, a small quantity of gra- vel, a flesh brush and a cold "hot" water bottle and dumped them all between the sheets of Bob's bed! What a riot there will be next week when Neice Joy ar- rives on the scene. * • * Isn't it great to be young â€" or failing that to be where young people ;ire? Plans Arranged For Royal Tour King George and tlie Royal fam- ily will spend nearly three months on a tour of South Africa early next year, approval of final ar- rangements by the King disclosed last week. The scheduled itinerary calls for extensive trips to native territories and natural preserves. During the trip the King will crisscross Rho- desia and the Union of South Af- rica liy rail, automobile and plane. Tlie Royal Party, including the Queen and Princesses, will leave ICnghnd during the first week of February aboard the battleship Vanguard, arriving in the middle of the month at Capetown, where the King will open Parliament. From there the Royal Party will travel to Pretoria, the seat of ad- ministration, which the King and his family will use as a base for a num!)cr of trips. They will spend much of their time on the royal train and in a royal flight of planes which will be waiting in -South Africa when the Vanguard arrives. After thousaiuls of miles of tour- ing, the Royal Party will sail for h'ngland from Capetown on April 24. In direct summer sunlight, a brick wall [Minted while is about 14 di'^jrecs cooler than one of un painted brick. Sunday School Lesson Purity In Heart and Ufa Exodus 20: 14; Proverbs 4: 4-83; Matthew 6: B; Philippians 4: 8 Golden Text â€" Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life. â€" Proverbs 4: t8. The Seventh Commandment The Sixth Commandment teaches us the sacredness of human life, the Seventh the sacredness of home and marriage. From the beginning God ordained that husband and wife should be one and for hus- band or wife to be unfaithful to one another was accounted a great wickedness. God sliowed his ab- horrence of it by ordering that the guilty ones should be put to death. By this law the purity of home and marriage was to be secured. Even those who have accepted the holy way of life in Christ need solcnui warning. There is the dan- ger of turning aside to the "way of evil mtn". There is only one attitude to maintain toward such temptation: we are to avoid it. To tarry in the presence of temptation is to run the danger of falling into sin. The Light of the World Until men are enlightened by Christ, the light of the world, they are in a state of spiritual darkness, the understanding is darkened. The man who is intoxicated will stumble because for the time be- ing his powers of perception are drugged and dulh God does not give us His Word simply that He might command our obedience; He gives It for our highest good. His Word is a life- giving word. Those who seek and find its truth, and finding obey it, experience an enrichment and en- largement of this present life. Purity of Heart To be pure in heart is to be in- wardly pure. The moral and spiritual condition of the heart de- termines the quality of our thoughts, speech and conduct. Purity of Thought It is the things we think upon, nourish and cherish in the deep places of the heart which deter- mine the kind of person we will be. We must guard well the secret chamber of the heart and sternly refuse an entrance to any mean, dishonest, unjust or unlovely thought. If we let mind and heart continually dwell on things, honest, just, pure and lovely; on things of good report (sound doctrines and principles) and on whatsoever is rightly called "virtue", we shall be- come virtuous in deed and charac- ter. We can build up a strong, noble, Christian character, only as wt set our affection on things pure, good, Heavenly, eternal. Skin Cleansing Since the skin throws off waste products and regulates body heat, its care is of utm^t health impor- ance, Canadians are reminded of this fact in a statement by the De- partment of National Health and Welfare, Ottawa. The Depart- ment states that the skin requires airing and friction as well as cleansing, to keep it in tip-top con- dition. â€" ( TABLE TALKS S I Supper Dishes Vagetable Marrow CaaseroU 1% cups milk 1 cup stale bread crumbs 1 cup grated cheese ^ teaspoon salt % teaspoon pepper 2 eggs â€" well tkaatcn 12 slicos vegetable marrow (1 medium nuirrow) 2 tablespoons chopped onions Scald milk, pour over bread crumbs, add cheese, salt and pe^ per. Let stand }4 hour. Then add well beaten eggs. Arrange the vegetable marrow slices in a greased casserole. Sprinkle with chopped onion, pour milk and egg mixture over. Set in a pan of warm water and over poach in a moderate oven 350° F., for one hour or until custard is firm. Eggs Ac Gratin 4 cooked potatoes _ % cup milk 4 green onions (^ cup chopped) Salt and popper 6 hard cooked eggs % cup grated cheese Slice potatoes into a greased casserole Heat milk and pour ov er potatoes. Cover top with sliced green onions. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. Cover and bake in a moderately hot oven 375* F. for 25 minutes. Cut eggs in halfâ€" length wise. Arrange on potatoes, cover with grated cheese. Return to the oven and bake 10 minutes in a mo- derately slow over 325° F., to heat eggs and melt the chese. Liver Stuffed Eggs 8 hard cooked eggs 1 cup minced, cooked liyCr 3 tablespoons chili sauce Salt and pepper to taste 2 cups medium white sauce (hot) Shell eggs and cut in half. Re- move yolks and mix with liver blended with chili sauce. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Fill whites with the yolk mixure and reheat in the white sauce. Serve on toast. Serves four. Eggs may be placed in a cas- serole, covered with the sauce^ sprinkled with some of the crumb- led egg yolk and reheated in a mo- derate, 350* F., oven. A 3« Ton Will Rnjoj StajlaB ki The St. Regis Hotel I'ORoirro • ICverj Room wltk Batk Skowcf aad TelepbOB*. « SInslc. •XSO ap â€" Doable. taJM â- Â». 9 Good Food, ninlna and Daa^ las Nlsh(l7. Sherbonrnc at CarltoB TeL RA. 41SS But Mjrgatnyd - you don'f hove to waif until morning before you eof your crisp delicious Grapa-Nuts Flakn." "I don't? Then pull up a cake of ice and we'll sit down to a couple of t>owl- fuls of these malty-rlcti, honey- golden Post's Orape-Nuts Flakes!" "Son, you'll be able to wrestle a wal- nu on all that grand nourishment In Qrape-Nuts Flakes: carbohydrates for energy; proteins fot muscle: phos phonis for teeth and bones; Iron for the blood; and other food essentials." "Two grains â€" wheat and malted barleyâ€" are the double-barreled i«a. son for that Orape-Nuts PUkes good- ness. They're specially blended hf ihrf and toasted tor golden-brown, ds- llclous crUpness and easy dlgesUoa." "I'm gotag to flU up the sled with some giant economy package* of Orape-Nuts FUkes next time wfn down at the tradlnu past!" \ m [ v^ \ /' -ac -f *- 4 A <* t! y V, riMIMlHHM