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Wyatt, 25, Guy Aven Montreal, says: --""1 bad rheumatiam' "And stiff joints and Mintle, but Zam-Buk rubbed in drove com ly. is especial good for soothing and wind-chafed faces and for clearing Si Serf Bm Diet wd a CRRA 12 NLR ED, It is the Get Your Roof Re- paired Now With our A Rival in the Flood pm | 8 By FRANK H. WILLIAMS | ~ Pretty Dorothy Gordon pressed her pretty «fave agdinst the window pane | and looked through the gusts of rain | and sleet to the swollen river some | little distance beyond the house. It was a wild night, The river had | risen steadily since morning and now spread In the distance, a rain-swept, ugly, moody lake whose farther shore was lost in the darkness of the early twilight, The river bade fair to be up | to the house by midnight. Dorothy shivered slightly as she | gazed at this dismal scene. She was worrled--not about herself, for a mo- tor boat riding at ease on the rising waters near the house gave her a syre mens of escape, but because of Howard Freeman, her sweetheart, { who was Immured in an office building on the other side of the river. Some moments ago Howard had telephoned that the building was surrounded by water and that he was leaving by a rowboat. Dorothy had pleaded with him to let her come for him In the motorboat: but he had refused. Per- haps now, at this very moment, he was getting to the rowboat. Of course there was no danger, but the current in the center of the stream was swift, the river was filled with floating logs and debris. Would he be able to win the shore In his fragile boat without trouble? To Dorothy, who had lived there by the river all her life, the flood was a normal occurrence, Every year the river overflowed its banks--not as ex- tensively as this present flood, of course, but enough to familiarize those people who lived near the stream with the characteristics of flood time. So Dorothy did not fear the flood so far as she herself was concerned. It was only because of Howard's unfamiliar- ity with flood conditions, owing to the r of his arrival in the city, that she was worried. That and another thing which kept beating at the back of Dorothy's mind and which she resolutely tried to keep from her were the causes of her wor- ries. Of the two worries, this thing at the back of her mind was much the great- er. Despite her efforts to keep it down It rose up and frightened her. She tapped restlessly on the window pane with the tips of her fingers as she con- tinued gazing out at the flood. What should she do? Howard's message had been explicit--she should remain where she was and not come out to him. He would be angry If she ventured out into the flood and storm to come to him. There had been no question about the sincerity with which he had sald this, And yet--Dorothy came to a sudden resolution. She swung back into the dimly lighted reom. "I'm going out in the boat," she cried to her stepmother, the only other occupant of the house, who was sway- Ing agitatedly back and forth in a rocking chair near the center table. "I wouldn't," was the reply, "It's dangerous." "Dad will be here any minute now In the other motor boat," sald Doro- thy. "I've got to go, that's all. I can't stand it any longer." > The rain lashed at Dorothy and a chill wind buffeted her as she raced from the house toward the boat. Her feet sank Into the soft earth as she ran, slowing her speed considerably. Now that she had come to this deci- sion and was actually launched on the | thing she had been longing to do all afternoon, she was afire with eager ness. She wanted to get to Howard Just as quickly as she possibly could. Fortunately the launch started at once. Dorothy heaved up the anchor which had moored the boat clage to the house in a Ifttle bayou made by the advancing waters, and switching on the searchlight, started up stream against the swift current for the office building a mile away where Howard worked, Darkness had come by now, swift and dense. . The searchlight cutting through the night disclosed a steady downpour and a rushing mass of branches, tree trunks and junk of one kind and another, ' It was slow work beating up against the current. Every now and then Dore othy gave a swift turn to the wheel to escape a rushing log. 'Once or twice the boat quivered under the Im- pact of some heavy object, whose on- rush was unavoidable, Would she never reach the office building? Suddenly, as the boat veered to one side In response to Dorothy's efforts to escape a tree trunk, she gasped. There, coming swiftly down the stream some thirty feet to Dorothy's right, was a rowboat, No oars were visible. At the rear of the boat, hold- ing his coat in the water and trying to gulde the boat in this fashion, was | Howard! And crouched In the front of the boat was a woman! Dorothy's heart skipped a beat or two at this sight. It was this woman | who had been the strongest of Doro- thy's two worries. She knew who the woman was--an Alice W) THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG. There, already past her, down the stream by a hundred yards the row- boat burst inte view in the blaze from Dorothy's searchlight. It was low In the water, Both Howard and Alice were standing up. The sound of an agonized shriek came to Dorothy, Then, quite suddenly, the boat sank and the two people sank with it into the river, Fairly sobbing In her excitement and anxiety, Dorothy 'spun the steer ng wheel around. The boat answered at once, crashing and pushing its way through the debris In a wide are, Could she get to Howard and the girl In time? As the boat straightened out with the down-stream current it fairly shot ahead. Away In the distance the searchlight = disclosed the bobbing beads of Howard and the girl. Alice was to the left, Howard to the right. They were both about the same dis- tance from the boat. It seemed ages to Derothy, but it was really only a moment or so until she was between the two. As she came to this polit she swung her searchlight to the left disclosing Alice banging to a log some twenty feet from the boat. Again Dorothy swung the steering wheel. The boat staggered a bit from the Impact of logs and debris, then chugged up to Aflce's side. But what was Alice doing? As Dorothy watched In utter amaze ment she saw Alice, with an evil look on her face, pushing the log she was holding straight toward the boat's pro- peller. In an Instant it would mesh with the machine. The rear end of the boat would be pounded out! Dorothy always had been suspicious of Alice. Now she saw In an Instant what was In Alice's mind. Alice--a splendid swimmer--wanted to wreck the boat. She knew Dorothy couldn't swim in a current like this. In this way she might eliminate Dorothy and be sure of Howard for herself! Dorothy gasped. For a moment ter- ror held her so firmly In its grip that she could do nothing, . Nearer and nearer- Alice pushed the log toward the propeller. In a moment the girl's diabolical endeavor would be accomplished. i "On the instant, though, Dorothy came to life with a rush. She fairly leaped from the steering wheel toward the engine. In a mad frenzy of ex- citement she dashed at the electric switch. Even as she shut off the en- gine there was a serles of crashing thuds at the rear of the boat. These sounds then stopped abruptly. She bad been In tfme. Leaning over the side of the boat, Dorothy found Alice swimming weakly there. Minus the ald of the log, It was evidently a strain for her to keep float, : For one mad moment, Dorothy thought of pushing Alice off Into the dver to fight alone, and perhaps lose sit. Then in a rush her better nature riumphed. She leaned over and helped Alice Into the boat. The latter came submissively enough, - Dorothy started the engine again. To her joy the boat showed leeway, though ominous jolts and kicks came trom the rear. . . She started the searchlight again, beating up and down the river, looking for Howard, There he was, hanging to a log near- by, blood streaking his face from a wound in his forehead, Together the two girls helped him into the boat, Howard sank wearily Inte the bot- tom of the boat. He gazed up at Dorothy with eyes in which a great love was glowing. "gj "I saw it all," sald Howard, weakly. "You're wonderful, Dorothy." He sank exhausted to the floor. A great joy welled up in Dorot* heart. --8he looked rather pityingly Alice; cowering pathetically In the fu, corner of the boat. Never again would Dorothy have to worry about this other woman, And with her heart overflowing with thankfulness Dorothy stooped and pressed a kiss on Howard's lips, RUNS BETWEEN TWO RIVERS Tunnel op English Railroad Is Con- sidered a Remarkable Feat of Engineering. The longest tunnel on any railway In the United Kingdom is the Severna tunnel, the wonderful engineering feat that carries the Great Western rall- way under the River Severn. It is four and a half miles In length. But how many people are aware that when traveling through it they have not merely a river above them, but also one beneath? asks London An- swers, . When the original contractor was engaged In the tremendous task of constructing the tunnel the workings were suddenly flooded out by a mighty rush of water that burst in. So great was the inrush that operations were suspended for months and the most powerful pumps did not lower the water one inch. Eventually the contractor resigned and the G. W. R. took the task in hand themselves. Then their engineers dis- 'covered !! : it was not the Seven that hud uivien in, as had been sup posed, but a mighty a Stream beneath the. fiver. hag pend tapped. A gigantic culvert beneath the ralls now carries off this flow and sufficient water to supply the city of Bristol is pumped out each day, were S------------------ The man who thinks a lot has not much time for talking. nm TO SCHOOL CHILDREN OF KINGSTON All boys and girls attending school are requested to cut out these two poéms and to paste them in their readers: A. 1. BOYS, The world is eager to employ Not just one but every boy Who, with a purpose staunch and true, Will greet the work he finds to do. Honest, faithful, earnest, kind, To good, awake, To evil, blind; A heart of gold without alloy-- Wanted--the world wants, Christ wants such a boy! --NIXON WATERMAN. DYNAMO OR COG. A cog wheel turns, from day to day, Always in juét the self-same way; Its time is set, its movements fixed, With other cog wheels it is mixed. It never knows and never asks The part it plays in all Ms tasks. Monotonously on, it grinds, To do the work of thinking minds. The eelf-same course each day it ' takes : Until at last it snaps and breaks. And there are human cog wheels here, Content to turn from year to year, They never know and never ask The part they play m every task. They do their bit of turning well, But why it's done they cannot tell. Their hours are set, their work is planned, They labor only with the hand; When problems rise they stand about And let some thinker work them out. -- Boy, let your brain control your hand; Know why a certain bolt is driven, The reason for the task that's given. Know why a certain bolt is driven, Think clearly as your fingers move. Avold monotony's dull groove. God gave to you a ready brain To spare you drudgery end pain, Whate'er your trade, whate'er your art, Refuse to play a cog wheel's part. ~-BDGAR A. GUEST. --c---- Death From Heart Failure, Miss Adelia 'Crouse, aged 76 years, died at the home of her broth er, Philip Crouse, Cape Vincent, N.Y. Her death resulted from a sov- ere attack of heart failure which 'Two Teachers Resign. A A eck, B.A, classics mast. MENACE GIRLS' PHYSIQUE. Long Skirt Conductive to Shufle and Slouch. Chicago, Oct. 24.--The "shuffler" has replaced the flapper and long ekirts are hobbling physical freedom, thinks Gertrude Dudley: ,head of the physical educational department of Chicago University. She said: "The short-skirted girl was phy- sically superior to girls of other years, but the new fashions are inducing the shuffle and the slouch and our latest girl is in danger of losing her fine po'-a. "The long ekir: is ome greatest drawbacks to woman's health." -- a ---- Married and Away. Miss Mary Theresa (Molly) O'Donoliue formerly on the office staff of Frost and Wood, Smith's Falls, and until lately a court steno- grapher in Winnipeg, has become the wife of Joseph L. Donovan, Wia- nipeg, a high court reporter. Their marriage took place in St. Edward's Church, Westport. The bride, who wore an vigetsie blue broadcloth ve- lour suit, trimmed with moleskin, a silver lace blouse and a large panne velvet hat, had as bridesmaid her sister, Miss Annie O'Donohue, Ot- tawa, who wore a costume, baby- blue French serge, with bladk vel- vet hat. James Kane, Westport, of the a young 0) -- MISCHA ELMAN TOO BUSY TO WED. \ The famous violinist, who is now visiting 'Canada, res cently declared that he was too busy to marry Miss Mildred Stone, of New York, to whom he has just been engaged, un- til next June. It is now understood that he has changed his mind, and that the wedding will take place very soon. non) Ld was groomsman. After a weddiag | You may be sure that he who will breakfast Mr. and Mrs. Donovan {In private tell you of your faults is motored to Kingston, where they vn- | your friend, for he adventures your trained upon a honeymoon ton-. dislike and hazards your hatred to The bride received many nice gifts |serve you. ¢ from friends in Smith's Falls and Wit is brush-wood judgment, elsewhere. timber, The one gives the greatest - flame, the other yiélds the most dur The hard work in a political job able heat and both meeting make comes beforé you get it. the best fire. usaiien Posto Cores! Co., Lod. 46 Front St E., Torani Pestory: Windeor, Oster LD