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He took a profi'ered cigar, and after eyeing it for some time, like a young carver with a new joint, took out a huge clasp-lmfei and slowly sawed the end off. The wood was very still, and the shade grateful after the heat of the sun. Just beyond, the fields were shimmering with the heat, and he pricked up his ears as the unmistakâ€" able sound of wheels and hoofs came across the silent fields. He looked round wildly, and seeing a tiny cot- tage standing in a bit of a clearing, made towards it. A little old man twisted with rheumatism rose as he stood at the open door and regarded him with a pair of bloodshot, but sharp, old eyes, while an old woman sitting in a Wind- sor chair looked up anxiously. “Can I come in?” asked Flower. “Aye,” said the old man, standing aside to let him pass. “Hot day,” said the skipper, taking a seat. “No, ’tain’t," said the old man. “Not so hot as yesterday,” said Flower, with a conciliatory smile. "It’s ’otter than it was yesterday, said the old man. “What ha’ you done to your face '2’: _ 3! “I was biimb§ng a tree,” said Flow- er, wth a iaugh, “and I fell down; I’ve hurt my foot, too.” 'looikri‘ng‘ from. ihe any casement. Through an opening in the trees he saw a couple f figures crossmg the field towards t e wood. “Served you right if you’d broke your neck," said his amiable host, “climbing trees at your time 0’ life." “Nice gotta. e you’ve got here,” said the'persistem‘. lower. . I “If anybody asks you whether “I wish you ’ad to live in 1t,” said you’ve seen me, say no," he said, the old man. [rapidly to the oldm an. “I’ve got He took a profi'ered cigar, and afteriinto a hit of a mess, and if you hide eyeing it for some time, like a young me here until it has blown over I'll carver with a new joint. took out a‘make it worth while.” huge clasp-knfei and slowly sawed the “How much ?” said the old man. en‘dnofl’.' _ Flower hesitated. ‘jFive pounds “Can I sleep here for the night?” asked Flower, at length. “No, you can’t," said the old man, drgyving a; his cigar. _ He {tucked on: with the air of a man who has just glven a very clever anlsgler t_o _a ver dlfilcult questxon. “We ain’t on’y got one room besides this,” said the old woman, solemnly. “Years ago we used to have four and a wash-place." “Oh, I could sleep on the floor Ax dish-{flag or dkcct on reccim {flux-ice. 50c. and 31.00. The lure: bun! contain: (hr: and: u zhs mallet. A. J. VHle A: Go. UNITED. Crud: Sun! \ en Momma) Evefl Leaf _i_§ 93 Virgifi Quality Sealed Packets Only. Never in Bulk. Black, Mixed or Green. F O R ‘ HYEARS ‘THE Smmn 1 REMEDY The Bride’s Name: ; Thorough mixing is what makes cake delicate and tender CHAPTER XV.â€"(Cont’d). makes the best cake be- causeit creams quickly and thoroughly with the butter which is the hardest part of the mix- ing. Its purity and extra "fine" granula- tion make it dissolve at once. The All-Purpose Sugar” 2 and 5-11). Cartons 10 and 20-11). Bags Or. The Adventures of Captain Fraser Imured, cofiap‘acently, “I I ggtvle‘rgfiy manage to get out of it. It wants a ‘ good head in the first place, and a cool ‘one in the second. “If you let me g( down for an hour I turning to the old 11 another halfâ€"crown.’ The old man said nothing, but held out his hand and after receiving the sum got up slowly, and opening a door Iby the fire-place revealed a few brokâ€" en stairs, which he slowly ascended, lafteg‘rbeckoning his guest to follow. .Ifor certain," he said, hastily, “and §more if you’re put to much trouble. [Run down and stop your wife’s mouth quietly.” , “Don’t order me about,” said the old man, slowly; “I ain't said ‘I’ll do it yet.” “It’s a small place," he said, tersely. “but I dare say you've often slept in a worse.” ,Flgwex made; _n_o reply. He was looking from the tiny casement. Through an opening in the trees he sflay a coup_1e 91’ figures crossing the “Wake up, grandpa,” said Dick Tip- ing; “have you seen a man go by ere ?â€"â€"blue serge suit, moustache, face and head knocked about '2” “No, I ain’t seen ’im,” was the re- py. “What's he done?l" Tipping told him briefly. “We’ll have him,” he said, savagely. “We’Ve got a mounted policeman on the job, besides others. If you can catch him it’s worth half a sov. to you.” He went off hurriedly with the other man, and their voices d'ied away in the distance. Flower sat in his place on the floor for some time, and then, see- ing from the window that the coast wag clenr, went downstairs again. here,” said Flower, lightly you five shillings.” “All right,” said the other. “I’m doing it for the five pounds, mind, not for you,” added this excellent man. He went grunting and groaning down the narrow stairs, and the skip- per, closing the door, went and crouchâ€" ed down by the open casement. A few indistinct words were home in on the still air, and voices came gradual- ly closer, until foot-steps, which had been deadened by the grass, became suddenly audible on the stones outside the cottage. Flower held his breath with anxâ€" iety; then he smiled softly and peas- antly as he listened to the terms in which his somewhat difficult host was addressed. Flower thanked him ‘efl'usively. He was listening intently for any sounds outside. If the Tippings and the man in the gig met they would scour the countryside, and almost certainly pay the cottage a visit. “If you let me go upstairs and lie down for an hour or two,” he said, “Now, gaffer,” said the man of the giggopghly. He was awake early in the morning, and, opening the door, stood delightedâ€" “Let’s see your money,” sand the old man, leaning forward. Flower put the sum in his hand. “I’ll pay now," he said, heartily. “The floor won’t run away,” said the other, pulling out an old leather purse, “and you can sleep on any part of it you like.” The old woman made him up a bed on the floor after supper, although both he and the old man assured her that it was unnecessary, and then; taking the lamp, bade him good-night, and went upsfairs. . V “They’re coming now," said Flower, impatiently; “mind, if they catch me you ‘lgse yqurhfive Vpoupds.” _ Flower. Ieft to himself, rolled ex- ultingly on his poor couch, and for the first time in a fortnight breathed freely. “If I do {rot into trouble,” he mur- Let’s CHAPTER XVI Ian, if they catch me “If it wasn’t for me,” said the old >undS-" man, in an excess of self-laudation, the other. “I'm “you’d be put in the gaolâ€"where you pounds, mind, not ought to be; but I wouldn’t do it if it excellent man._ wasn’t for the five pounds. You’d g and groamné’; better keep close in the house. There’s Lirs, and the skip- some more of ’em in the wood lookâ€" , went and crouch: mg for you: FOR STOMACH AND LWER TROUBLE “111 g E217 “I’ll pay said the zive you ly breathing the fresh, pinescented an‘. The atmosphere of the "Blue Posts” Was already half forgotten, and he stood looking dreamin forward to the time when he might reasonably re- turn to life and Poppy. He took a few steps into the wood, and, after feeling for his pipe before he remem- bered that Miss Tipping was prob- ably keeping it as a souvenir, sat on a freshly cut log and fell into a sentimental reverie, until the appear- ance of a restless old man at the door 21' the cottage took him back to break- ast. l The object of these compliments took them as a matter of course, and after hunting up the stump of last night’s cigar, and shredding it with his knife, crammed it into a clay pipe and smoked tranquilly. Flower found a solitary cigar, one of the “Blue Post’s” best, and With a gaze which wandered idly from the chest of drawers on one side of the room to the old china dogs on the lit- tle mantel-shelf on the other, smoked in silence. The old man brought in news at din- ner-time. The village was ringing with the news of yesterday’s affair, and a rigorous search, fanned into excitement by an offer of two pounds reward, was taking the place of the more prosaic labors oi the countryâ€" side. "I thought yon’d run off,” said his hosgl tardy. “You thought wrong, then," said Flower, sharply, as he took out his purse. "Here are two of the five pounds I promised you; I'll give you thgyest when I go.” The old man took the money and closed his small, hard mouth until the lips almost disappeared. “More money than sense,” he remarked, cordially, as the skipper replaced his purse. ' Flower made no reply. Some slices of fat bacon were sizzling in a pan over the wood fire, and the pungent smell of the woods, mixed with the sharpness of the morning air, gave him an appetite to which, since his enforced idleness, he had been a stranger. He drew his chair up to the rickety little table with its cover- ing of frayed oil-cloth, and, breaking a couple of eggs over his bacon, set to eagerly. “Don’t get eggs like these in Lon- don,” he said to the old woman. The old woman leaned over, and, inspecting the shells, paid a tribute to the hens who were responsible for them, and traced back a genealogy which would have baffled the entire College of Heraldsâ€"a genealogy hot- ly contested by the old man, who claimed a bar sinister through three eggs bought at the village show some generations before. “You’ve got a nice little place here," said Flower, by way of changing the conversation, which was well on the way to becoming personal; “but don’t you find it rather dull sometimes?" “Well, I don’t know," said the old woman. “I finds plenty to do and ’e potters about like. ’E don’t do much, but it pleases ’im, and it don't hurt Captain Flower took this advice, and for the next two days became a voluntary prisoner. On the third day the old man reported that public excitement about him was dying out, owing partly to the fact that it was thought the villain must have made his escape good, and partly to the fact that the landlord of the “Wheatsheaf” had been sitting at his front door shooting at snakes on the King’sl Highway invisible to ordinary folk. I He was still cheerful next morning as he arose and began to dress. Then he paused, and in a somewhat anxious fashion patted his trousers pockets. Minute and painful investigation re- vealed a bunch of keys and a clasp- knife. One of the most thrilling flying epi- sodes of the war was recorded when the British observer in a two-seated machine which had been damaged by shell fire climbed out on one of the wings and steadied the aeroplane while the pilot brought it safely to earth. A high explosive shell burst just behind the right lower wing of the aeroplane. The machine was com- pletely riddled. Three of the stay booms were cut, one blade of the pro- peller was blown away, and all the The skipper resolved to make a start on the following evening, walk- ing the first night so as to get out of the dangerous zone, and then train- ing to London. At prospect his spirits rose, and in a convivial mood he pur- chased a bottle or red currant wine from the old woman at supper, and handed it round. He tried his other Pockets, and then, sinking in a dazed fashion into a chair, tried to think what had be- come of his purse and loose change. His watch, a silver one, was under his pillow, where he had placed it the night before, and his ready cash was represented by the shilling; which hung upon the chain. Climbed Out on Damaged Wingto Balance Machine. controls except the elevators were put out of action. The machine was fur- ther smashed by the broken propeller blade. 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