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By ARTHUR STRINGER WNU.SER.viCt
THE STORY SO FAR: A Lockheed Is
Stolen from Norland Airways. Alan Slade
suspects a “scientist" named Frayne,
who Is supposed to be hunting swans,
but who turns out to be after bigger
game. He has the plane and is using It
to carry pitchblende, a valuable source
of power, to the roast for shipment to
Germany. A pilot named Slim Turn
stead is flying for him. Surprised near
their camp, Slade Is knocked uncon
scious by Frayne’s assistant, Karnell,
and Is taken to a deserted island by
Tumstead and left there. When he falls
to return Lynn Morlock, daughter of the
“flying Padre,” starts out In her fa
ther’s plane to find him, while her fa
ther and two old prospector friends of
Alan named Zeke and Minty attempt to
fight It out with Frayne’s crowd. Lynn
finds Slade, exhausted, ragged and nearly
starved, and they return to Frayne’s
camp to find that Zeke and Minty are
In the midst of a fight with Karnell. The
Padre Is In Slade’s plane looking for
Lynn. Slade and the prospectors have
cornered Karnell and are chasing him
Into the marshland.
Now continue with the story.
CHAPTER XVIII
“Why do you say that’s Karnell?"
Slade asked as he strode on at
Minty’s side.
“It’s Karnell all right,” averred
Minty. "Zeke told me that when
he sidled back for a handful o’
shells.”
“Good,” said Slade. “I want to
meet up with Karnell."
“Make sure it ain’t an unexpected
meetin',” Minty warned him.
“I’ve got my eye peeled,” said
Slade. He stopped short and blinked
across the ridge-crests. “What’s
more, I think that’s our friend Zeke
crawling along that hogback.”
Minty stared in the direction the
other pointed.
“That’s Zeke all right,” he ad
mitted.
“He sees us,” cried Minty as he
rounded a sheltering rock. “But this
is enemy territory, son, and we’d
best keep under what cover we can
find."
Yet Slade, he soon saw, was mak
ing no effort to keep under cover.
The tawny-headed bush pilot was
advancing down the slope that led
to the matted bogland veined with
open water. For far out on that
soggy tundra, plunging along from
tussock to tussock, was a heavy
shouldered man with a rifle in his
hands.
“That’s Karnell,” cried Slade.
“Don’t let him get away."
Minty promptly dropped on one
knee and took a pot shot at the
fugitive.
But Karnell ducked in time to
hear a bullet whine over his head.
Then he clambered up on an island
fringed with shrub-willow and
faced his pursuers. Both Slade and
Minty, when they saw the leveled
rifle, flung themselves flat on the
wet soil. They lay without moving,
until the gunshot echo died away.
Karnell, looking into his rifl$
chamber, saw that his last shell had
been fired. His shout, however, was
one of defiance as he turned and
leaped from his willow-fringed is
land to a runway of broken sedge
tufts leading deeper into the mus
keg.
He shouted again, hoarsely, as
he went panting onward from sedge
tuft to sedge-tuft.
He looked for islets with
a showing of clump-willow, for in
those root-bound spaces he knew he
could always find the promise of
support Across two of these he
leaped. Then in his haste he
sprang for an island of wire grass.
It was a sizable-looking island and
to the eye it had an aspect of solidi
ty. But instead of being an island
it was merely a floating raft of tan
gled vegetation, a tissue of fiber
bound peat that parted and sank un
der his weight.
It went down slowly. But as it
went it left nothing ponderable for
the groping long arms to catch at.
The churning water rose to the wide
shoulders. It rose to the screaming
throat. Then it closed over the
back-flung head and a few bubbles
appeared between the tatters of
fiber-bound peat that floated on the
water.
Slade, clinging to a willow-clump,
saw the stirred-up water grow quiet
again.
“Let’s get back,” he said. “I’ve
still got Tumstead to deal with.”
Then he stopped short, arrested
by the familiar drone of a distant
plane.
He watched the plane as it passed
overhead.
“That’s the Padre,” he said as
Minty came up with him.
The old sourdough blinked after
the passing wings that dipped and
circled for a landing and then were
lost to sight.
“I thought mebbe she was that
ghost plane there’s so much talk
about. ”
Slade s laugn was narsn.
"There’ll be less talk about ghost
planes," he proclaimed, "when 1
get my hands on Tumstead.”
Slade held out a warning hand
as he came to the crest of the ridge.
For above the scrub that furred
the valley slope before him he de
tected a wisp of smoke.
“What’s worryin’ you, son?" de
manded Minty as he leaned on his
rifle.
Slade, instead of answering,
moved forward until he had a better
view of the valley bottom. There,
in a rock bowl beside a purling
utrpiini, he saw a campfire. Squat
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“It’s Tumstead. He said he was ready to give up.”
ting over it was a ragged figure,
holding a skillet with a stick tied
to its handle.
"Why, it’s Zeke," gasped Minty.
Zeke, startled by their advance,
scrambled for his rifle. But the
poised barrel slowly lowered as he
identified the intruders.
Slade felt a wave of weakness go
through his body. He realized, as
he subsided beside the fire where
the tea pail bubbled, that he was
very tired.
“Why, Lindy, you look all in,”
cried Zeke, conscious of that sud
den slump.
Slade stiffened his shoulders. But
it took an effort.
"I’m all right,” he protested.
"Where’s Frayne?”
"We’U go into that,” said Zeke,
"after I've bucked you up with a
swallow o’ hot tea and some sow
belly.”
"Where’s Frayne?” repeated
Slade.
Zeke, busy over his fire, caught
the determination in the other’s
query.
“That’s what I'd give an arm to
know,” he admitted. “There ain't
been a pop out o’ him for two hours
now. But how about that orang
utan mate o’ his?”
Zeke showed no emotion when told
of Karnell’s end. He merely direct
ed a reproving eye at his shack
partner. You should’ve got that
buzzard on the wing.”
Slade found his boiled tea strong
and bitter. But it washed away his
weariness.
“How about the other man, Turn
stead?”
Zeke blinked about at the encir
cling spruce ridges.
“That bird seems to be hidin’ out
on us, same as his boss."
Slade was on his feet again.
“I’ve got to save that Lockheed,”
he said as he reached for Minty’s
rifle.
“What’s a Lockheed?” queried
Zeke.
“Our stolen plane. The plane
they’ve been ferrying that pitch
blende out with.”
Zeke reached for the battered tea
pail and drank from it Then he
wiped his mouth and essayed a
head-jerk toward the west.
“She’s there,” he announced.
“And she’ll stay there.”
“What does that mean?” ques
tioned the startled Slade.
“It means I snaked through the
scrub and climbed aboard her. And
bein’ there, jus’ to make sure o’
things, I twisted her fuel-line out.”
"You what?” barked Slade.
“I jus’ anchored her where she
lay,” answered Zeke, "by tearin’ out
her feed-pipe. I emptied her tank,
son. And I ain’t got that smell o’
gasoline out of my pants yet.”
"And you didn't see Frayne?”
“Not hide nor hair o’ him.”
Slade stood thoughtful a moment.
“Then what's he up to? He can’t
get out of this territory without a
plane. Yet he can’t use that Lock
heed. And he can’t skulk back in
these hills for long. We’ve got to
know where he is.”
It was Zeke who spoke next.
“That's what your Fly in' Padre
says. He and his girl’s busy on
their two-way radio over there at
the lakeside, tryin' to call Edmon
ton and Churchill and Mountie head
quarters at Coppermine. Said he
reckoned it was about time for the
air patrol to edge in on this.”
"We can’t wait for that,” an
nounced Slade. “And if I know
Frayne he won’t wait for it.”
A happy thought lightened Minty’s
seamed old face.
“How re you t know he am t ly
in’ out there with a bullet hole
through his head? He was sniped at
considerable, by Zcke and me, even
if our eyes ain’t what they used to
be.”
“That would still leave Turn
stead,” said Slade. "I’m going to
get my plane and scout over these
ridges."
Zeke proceeded to mix a fresh por
tion of flajack batter.
“Well, I hope you round ’em up
pronto," he announced. “For grub’s
gittin’ low with us two, Lindy, and
I’ve a hankerin’ to amble back to
that Kasakana shack of ours and
know a considerable spell o’ peace
and quietness.”
Slade made no response to that.
He merely swung Minty’s rifle over
his shoulder and started up the slope
that stretched between him and the
lake where his plane rested. His
glance at the sun told him the long
northern afternoon would soon be
merging into its equally long eve
ning. And there were things to be
done before the brief hours of sub
arctic darkness set in.
It was on the crest of the second
ridge that he caught sight of Lynn.
She hesitated, apparently bewil
dered as to what course to take. But,
once she heard Slade’s shout, she
quickened her steps and came pant
ing up the slope.
“What is it?” he asked, arrested
by the alarm on her face.
“It’s Tumstcad,” she said. “He
came to Father, just now, with a
white rag on the end of a stick.
He said he was ready to give up.
Frayne, he claimed, was lying
wounded over the hill and had to
have help.”
Slade’s face darkened.
“Did your father believe that
liar?"
“He said he had to,” was Lynn’s
panted reply. “He’s gone out to
Frayne. He said he couldn’t let a
man die without help.”
“I don’t like the look of this,"
said Slade. "Where is Tumstead
now?”
"He pretended to go back with
Father. But something tells me he
didn’t.”
“Where’s your plane?” Slade
promptly questioned.
"At the lakeside there," said
Lynn, leading him to slightly higher
ground and pointing to the expanse
of blue water that could be seen
through the spruce tops. "We’d been
working on our radio. Father’d been
having trouble in sending and found
a transmitter fuse had crystallized
and had to be replaced. I was back
in the cabin, testing out the set,
when Tumstead came down the bank
and talked to Father.”
Slade peered through the trees, to
a lower arm of the lake. The ten
sion went from his face when he
saw the Snow-Ball Baby still moored
there.
"Let’s go,” he proclaimed.
“Go where?” asked Lynn.
“Back to your ship," answered
Slade, “or to mine. I’ve got some
quick scouting to do around this
neighborhood.”
"Alan, you can't fly,” she told
him. “You mustn’t.”
Slade, looking down at her, smiled
at the determination in her face.
“I’ve got to fly,” he announcea.
“That’s my business."
He was moving on along the ridge
crest toward the lake, disregarding
the restraining hand she linked in
his arm.
“But you’re as foolish as Father,”
she maintained. “You’re in no con
dition to fly You’re tired and worn
out. You’ve got to have proper food
and sleep before you’re fit for tak
ing chances like this.”
The tremor in her voice brought
him to a stop. He stood looking
down at her again, but this time he
looked down at her as though he
were seeing her after long absence.
Through his dull fog of fatigue and
anxiety the loveliness of her face
came slowly home to him.
“I’m used to taking chances," he
said, with a little of the earlier ring
of iron gone from his voice.
“Then I’ll take them with you,”
she announced. “If you go up, I go
too.”
“His thin face softened with a
smile.
“Am I worth it? ’ he asked, con
scious of how little room for kindli
ness life had been leaving them.
“You are to me,” she said with
the forlorn and final candor that
walks hand in hand with despera
tion. She even moved a little closer
to him. “I love you.”
He forgot hunger and weariness
as he took her in his arms and held
her close.
“I have to be worth it,” he told
her as he smoothed back her hair.
Then his laugh was brief and bitter.
“They haven’t left us much room
for this sort of thing, have they?”
"We must make room,” she pro
tested, clinging to him. But as he
lifted his head she could see the
hardening light in the Viking blue
eyes.
"Let’s go," he said for the second
time.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
PULPLESS TEETH
————— *
From time to time the question
arises as to whether pulpless teeth
(dead teeth) should be removed. In
general, the opinion of the dental
and medical profes
Dr. Barton
teeth.
sion is that if the
X-ray shows no
trouble and the in
dividual is not suf
fering with any con
dition due to infec
tion — rheumatism,
neuritis, tired feel
ing, sleepiness—the
pulpless teeth should
remain in the
mouth. Artificial
teeth cannot take
the place of natural
There are many physicians and
dentists, however, who believe that
pulpless teeth are a menace to
health even if the teeth and the pa
tient have no symptoms of infection.
Dr. Charles Mayo, America’s out
standing physician, and Dr. Weston
Price, Cleveland, the distinguished
dentist, both advised that pulpless
teeth were a “hidden” danger, and
should be removed.
In the Journal of the American
Dental Association, Dr. Lehman
Wendell, Minneapolis, tells of a pa
tient “who suffered for years from
lack of appetite and poor digestion.
His left eye required a different lens
from that required by the right.
At frequent intervals a severe pain
in the heart would compel him to
sit down for a few minutes. He
was continually tired and never felt
refreshed from a night’s sleep. As
years went by pain developed on left
side in the arm, the shoulder, the
hip, the knee and the great toe. He
got but little sleep.”
Suspecting three pulpless teeth, he
had X-rays taken which were ex
amined by dental and medical spe
cialists, all of whom advised him not
to remove the pulpless teeth as they
were such good teeth and his own.
A physician then gave him a com
plete physical examination and
could find nothing to account for
the patient’s ill health but the three
pulpless teeth. The three teeth were
removed and in a month the patient
was completely free of pain and in
normal health. The patient was
really Dr. Wendell himself and as
he tells his own story he says:
“My own experience was for me
a valuable lesson. I have become
suspicious of all pulpless teeth.”
• * •
Simple Test
For Early Goiter
In examining recruits for overseas
service, the physician keeps in mind
that the recruit is likely to be nerv
ous and his heart rate will therefore
be faster than normal. Thus when
the heart is very rapid the recruit
is asked to sit or lie down, and rest
or read some non-exciting book.
If the heart rate is fast every
time it is examined, the examining
physician may suspect an early dis
turbance of the thyroid gland—
^goiter.
It can readily be seen, however,
that if the individual is of the nerv
ous or emotional type, his very nerv
ousness will keep him nervous, less
calm, than he should be during the
test and so the heart and other body
processes will work too rapidly and
yet no goiter be present.
How, then, can the examining
physician be sure that goiter is not
present when the recruit’s nervous
ness causes the body processes to
work as rapidly as when goiter is
really present?
As many young men are being
examined by their family physician
these days before they go for ex
amination by army physicians, I
want to speak of the test known as
the Bram Quinine test for hyper
thyroidism or overactive thyroid
gland. In Medical World. Dr. Israel
Bram, Philadelphia, stated:
"For a long time the general
practitioner has been in need of a
simple, dependable and harmless
test for goiter not influenced by
emotional upsets, errors in making
the test, or other factors."
The quinine test is simple. The
patient is given 12 capsules contain
ing 10 grains each of quinine with
instructions to take a capsule three
times a day. If, after four days,
there are no symptoms arising from
the quinine, the individual is called
"positive," that is he has goiter,
because a normal individual cannot
take this Ynuch quinine without hav
ing present the symptoms due to
quinine—feeling of fullness in the
head, head noises, lessened hearing,
occasional headache and dizziness
and sometimes disturbances of the
stomach and urinary bladder.
In a series of 5,000 cases this test
was correct in about 96 per cent.
• • •
QUESTION BOX
Q.—Please give me some informa
tion regarding treatment of glau
coma.
A.—I’m sorry, but 1 try not to
prescribe for individual cases. See
| a good eye specialist as glaucoma
does not Improve without treatment.
Q — Please suggest treatment for
varicose veins.
A.—See your family physician. It
may not require an operation or in
jection, but If it pains it requires
some attention.
Versatile Uses of Fur Gives
Variety to Winter Fashions
Ry CHERIE NICHOLAS
SUCH thrilling chapters as fash
ion is writing into the story of
furs this season! It may be mere
ly an accent of fur used as trim
ming, or it may be an entire gar
ment of fur; but rest assured that
when fur enters into costume de
sign as it does so lavishly this
winter, it’s doing so with an art
ful gesture that brings high
drama into the fashion picture.
Furs are especially playing a
fascinating role in the trimming and
accessory drama this season. Huge
muffs, which fashion decrees for this
winter; dramatic fur hats made to
match; gloves of fur, lapel pieces
and corsages of fur flowers; and big
bows of fur at the throat are a few
of the exciting highspots that fash
ion has in store for the coming
months.
It is big news, too, that stole scarfs
are in fashion again. Only the new
stoles are cunningly devised with
tricky little concealed pockets and
handbag adjustments and many con
vertible contrivances that make
them practical for many-purpose
wear. The handsome fur stole pic
tured to the lower right in the above
illustration is a convertible type. It
can be worn with long scarf ends or
be manipulated to form a collar and
muff as you see in the picture.
The stunning “date” dress shown
to the lower left in the illustration
gives evidence that fur accessories
are bringing high drama into the
fashion picture. This two-piece frock
of luscious matte-flnished rayon
crepe is a masterpiece when it
comes to delineating an exquisite,
figure-flattering silhouette. The slim,
graceful lines interpreted by this
dress are typical of the new fashion
trend. It is the slim, svelte figure
that experts will tell you can be
achieved only when a correct and
perfectly fitted foundation garment
is worn. The deep toned rayqn crepes
so modish this winter in their gorge
ous hues are not only beautifully
adaptable to the molded lines of the
new streamlined dresses, but also
make a perfect background for rich
fur accents. In this instance a huge
muff is matched with a huge pom
pom of fur on the hat Tiny gilt
bows harmonize charmingly with
the fashionable mink brown of the
crepe. The smooth bodice, with its
smartly draped hipline tops a pen
cil-slim street length skirt cut orf
the newest lines.
The smart jacket and hat ensem
ble illustrated above to the right
shows the importance of "a hat to
match.” Here a silver fox fur jacket
with its brilliant silver marking is
topped with a hat of taupe velvet
trimmed in matching silver fox.
Jackets, short coats and capes of
fur have a high rating in style pres
tige for the coming winter.
One of the biggest successes of
the season is turning out to be the
wool suit that is smartly trimmed
with fur. Every sort of fur from
smooth pelts to the long-haired types
are in style. The spotted furs are
topnotch fashion. The suit centered
in the group illustrated above makes
fetching use of ocelot (that fur so
adored by the younger element) for
the notched collar and the patch
pockets. The tawny color of the fur
contrasts effectively with the black
wool of the suit. A telescopic tur
ban of bright red and black novelty
striped wool is worn, together with
a matching bag.
A vogue for pure white evening
furs is becoming increasingly im
portant. The two outstanding furs
are white caracul and snowy ermine.
’Teen-age and college girls are call
ing for three-quarter length all-white
caracul coats.
Released by Western Newspaper Union.
Side Buttoning
Here is a two-piece dress of cela
nese spun rayon that is of the sort
young girls adore. It boasts a long
torso overblouse of plaid with a
monotone natural tan weave. The
new side buttoning is smartly car
ried out. There is an oval yoke of
the plain fabric matching the skirt.
This skirt is made strictly in keep
ing with WPB regulations.
IMaid With Plaid
Just as twin prints are being used
together, designers are now working
out little plaids with big plaids. The
former for the dress, the latter for
the topcoat. The patterning and
coloring is identical, only the size
of the plaid patterning differs.
Winter Cottons Include
Velveteen Wedding Gown
A theme that holds interest in all
fabric displays these days is that
of cottons for all year 'round wear.
Outstanding items that are made of
fashionable cottons to wear right
now are velveteen and corduroy
dresses and coats, quilted gingham
and percale jackets and house coats,
work clothes in denim and gabar
dine, and dinner dresses in cotton
lace, the newest out being a thin and
lovely filmy mesh black lace. The
latest cotton news is the wedding
gown of white velveteen.
Beads Decorate ‘Date’
Or ‘Furlough’ Dresses
In the charming bead-embroidered
dresses that are making their debut
this fall in the fashion world comes
a new thrill. They are all that' is
to be desired for dress-up occasions.
You will find one of these gowns
in black or dubonnet, purple, royal
or fuchsia makes a perfect “date’’
or “furlough” dress. Beaded yokes
are one way of arriving at chic and
charm, and even newer is the single
huge flower spray that adorns at
some strategic point.
Suit Wedding
For the informal hurry-up wed
ding suit styles are outstanding.
Brighter stronger colors share the
spotlight with subtle neutrals for go
ing away costumes and for the
wedding ceremony suits in lovely
colorful wools are feminized with fur
trimmings also dainty marabou
muffs with matching hats.
Colorful Shoes
A clever fashion trick is the cos
tume carried out in one color from
head to foot. Shoes matched to your
red, green or purple dress and hat
are this winter’s proud boast.
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ers are included. That’s six pan
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• • •
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