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Show THE PROGRESSIVE OPINION --- , WILLI A MS J!M1SS THE STORY SO FAR: When Will Mc- Phail leaves for Moose Bay, Robin Dale decides to follow him. On the way she meets Will's brother Angus, a dour Scot who hates women. He does nut know that she is engaged to Will, and Robin real izes that she must not come between the two men. So Instead ol seeing Will, Robin stays on board when the White Queen docks. But Will, operating a crane, sees a girl on deck. As he turns to look he loses his balance and is killed. Learning that Angus blames her, Robin in the hope of making goes to his boat falls asleep and him understand. She awakes to and the boat at sea. Now she is talking to Angus. Now continue with the story. She cried: "Don't! Tell me quick-ly. Why do you say that? What do you mean?" "Oh I suppose it was nothing to you. Will was running the crane across the dock from the White Queen. You staged a private, per-sonal bathing-sui- t parade on the steamer's bow so three or four hun-dred men could see your pretty lit-tle figure. Will saw you. Naturally he forgot to watch his job, forgot everything but you. While he was goggling at you Instead of watching his job he swung the crane too quickly, and the load pulled him overboard. You might as well have shot him." Color ebbed out of her cheeks, and cold flowed through her from her feet up her legs and body and down her arms like a flood of icy water. Her eyes were very wide. She could not speak; for, thinking back, she saw instantly that it was true! The crane fell while she was under water, or just as she came to the surface. Will, seeing her, rec- -' ognizing her, had his attention for a moment distracted and was lost. She had killed him. It was true; and yet to think it true would be unbearable. She pressed her hands over her eyes, cried passionately: "Please, no!" "Yes," he said in that flat tone. "I saw him. I was right there." She dropped her hands, looking at him again, listening. He said mo-notonously: "I'd rushed off-t- o town CHAPTER VII Robin said, as one explains to a' child: "I didn't mean to stow away, to make trouble for you. I was tak-ing the cruise boat back to Quebec tonight; but it was late, and I hoped to see you, so I waited by your boat for you to come. When it began to rain, there was no shelter on the dock. I thought I might as well wait in the cabin." "So you came into my stateroom and made yourself at home!" "Not quite like that," she said pa-tiently. "Mr. Jenkins came aboard your boat just after I did. He was the man on the dock at Quai came down on the White Queen with us. I heard him on the dock, and when he started down the ladder, I hid in the stateroom. He and another man came into the cab-in and started talking; and there was no place to sit in the stateroom, so I lay down. Before I knew it, I went to sleep." McPhail looked at her with bleak eyes. "Jenkins came aboard my boat?" "Yes. He'd been pretty friend-ly, and I didn't like him, so I hid, and lay down and slept till just now." She smiled in faint appeal, i "I hadn't slept much last night, I'm afraid." "What time was all this?" "It must have been about half-pa-six." Angus opened a door that led through engine room and galley into the forecastle; he left her in the cabin and went that way, and she heard the murmur of voices. Then he returned and closed the door and said simply: "Romeo was here from six o'clock on. He says Jenkins didn'tcome aboard." She colored faintly; but if Romeo denied having seen Jenkins, then Romeo whoever he might be lied. She wondered why. She asked: "Who is Romeo?" "Romeo Perrault. My cook." T'Did you tell him what I said?" "No. They don't know yet that you're aboard." "Who is Mr. Jenkins, Mr. Mc- Phail? Do you know him?" Angus hesitated before he an-swered her. "I never met him till this trip. He's a salesman, sells canned goods, dry groceries. This North Shore and the Labrador is his territory." She realized that he was sufficiently puzzled by what she had told him to forget his anger for a moment. She said, holding his at-tention: "Once when I was with him in Moose Bay he asked a man whether he had collected the tickets, and the man said 'yes' and Mr. Jenkins said to let them in. What did that mean?" His eyes narrowed. "I don't know." "Why are people afraid of him?" Without answering, he moved thoughtfully across the cabin, sat down at his desk, took off his bat-tered old hat and pressed his hands Her voice broke and she laugneu like a sob, and then dropped on the bench again, her head in her arms, crying hard. It felt good. She cried till after some minutes his hand dropped on her shoulder; till he said angrily: "Don't do that! Stop! Stop it! I'll take you back to Moose Bay. She did stop, after a moment. She lifted her head and wiped her eyes and sat very quietly, thinking. Back to Moose Bay? Angus, behind her, seemed to be waiting for her assent. Robin said slowly: "You can drop me somewhere, surely?" She turned toward him; and she thought he seemed smaller, as though anger had gone out of him and left less of him; he seemed small and weary and sad. He said hopelessly: "I suppose so. You take the stateroom. I'll sleep on the bench here tonight, and I can put you ashore at Beaver River to-morrow afternoon. You can get a boat there day after tomorrow." "All right. Can I go to bed now? We're both so tired." He. lifted her bags, put them in the stateroom. He came out and she looked- at him uncertainly. "Thank you," she said. Then she remembered something. "Mr. Mc- Phail, one of your men did talk to Mr. Jenkins.; I don't know whether it was the one you call Romeo or not; but I heard him. They talked French and I don't understand French; but his voice' was clear, high, almost feminine." He nodded. She saw that she was believed. "I know," he assented, his eyes clouding. "But why the devil should he lie to me about it?" "I don't know, but I didn't lie about it. Good night, Mr. McPhail." When she was half asleep, she re-membered a question she must ask him; but it could wait till morn-ing. She felt drained, and empty; felt bruised and sore all over, as though his bludgeon words had been actual blows.- - Her own grief for Will was forgotten in her pity for his brother. Thinking of Angus, she was suddenly deeply asleep, all per-plexities forgotten. Robin had elected to sleep in the upper of the two berths in the cab-in, because there was more room above it than above the lower berth, so that she need not feel cramped and confined. The berth was al-most as high as her shoulders; and she slept till someone spoke, near her. She opened her eyes to look up into the countenance of a man she had never seen before, leaning over her, saying something, smiling. This man had twinkling eyes; and he wore a neat small mustache, and he was definitely a handsome fellow with a good nose and a fine brown cheek, and hair of a rich wavy brown which any girl might have envied. There was a scrubbed look about him, and he was fresh shaven and his hair was brushed. She saw open admiration in his eyes; and she was rather glad that her pa- - iff (' i for a moment against his eyes. She saw that he was desperately tired. Somewhere he had changed his clothes since Will's funeral; had rid-ded himself of those wet torn gar-ments in which he had returned from his two days in the wilder-ness. He sat down and seemed to sag a little; and she said: "I'm afraid of him. A little." She added: "You see, he wanted me to go with him down to Labrador, Mr. McPhail. With Mrs. Freel as chap-eron- And after that, when he came aboard here, I didn't want to see him, so I hid." He nodded in a weary way. "So now you're on my hands. I suppose I've got to take you back to Moose Bay. If I don't, they'll turn out the police, planes, coast guard; waste a lot of Government money hunting for you." "I'm not sure I'll be missed," she reflected. "I checked out of the ho-tel; so the clerk will think I took the cruise boat. But I had no cabin engaged; so the purser didn't ex-pect me, won't wonder where I am. And I've no family to begin worry-ing. You don't need to take me back. No one will ask where I am." He stared at her in a sort of won-der. "Are you a fool? To tell me that? Don't you realize that I've come as near as that" he snapped his fingers "to choking the rotten life out of you?" She waited an instant to be sure of her voice, to steady her pounding pulse. She opened her hands with a simple gesture of surrender. ".You're quite free to do anything you like to me, of course. If your men don't know I'm aboard, you could easily kill me and drop me over the stern." She tried to laugh. "But if you're going to why?" His cheek burned darkly; he made an ironic sound like laughter. "I'm not! If I did, someone would find your luggage. Where did you leave it?" "On the pier at the head of your ladder. Just a 1bag and a pack-sack.- " There was a heap of dun-nage against the bulkhead; and she looked toward it instinctively and then exclaimed: "Oh! There's my bag! They must have loaded it aboard with yours, thought it was all yours." She looked at him. "So there's really no reason you shouldn't do what you will like with me, you see. Only, I do wish, be-fore you do anything, you'd tell me why you want to?" His tone was dry with grief and weariness. "Because you killed my brother!" Astonishment made her cold. "I?" The man's face twisted with pain. He threw up his hand in a helpless fashion. "Yes," he said in a weary S&onotone, "curse your little soul!" I hid in the stateroom. to find him, as soon as we tied up. At the bunkhouse they told me where he was, and I came hurrying back. Just as I got there, he start-ed to swing a load out over the barge. I saw his eyes turn past me to look at sorriething, and I looked around and saw you just as you dived. Then I heard him shout, and I turned back toward him and he was going, falling. Gone." Her heart was squeezed in a vise of pain. She whispered helplessly: "I didn't mean to! I didn't mean anything. I was just going swim-ming!" Angus laughed, but there was no mirth in the sound. "I've spent these two days alone in the woods, in the rain, thinking what I'd do to you." His tones were flat, without inflection. "When I saw you in there, half an hour ago, you weren't two seconds off eternity. Then I decided I'd let you live and make you wish you'd never been born." She watched him for a moment, forgetting herself. She said quietly: "Let's grow up, Mr. McPhail." There was something like scorn in her tones and his cheek burned red. "I suppose you think you're safe. You think I'm a gentleman. You think I'll give up my cabin to you, defer to you, protect you." "Yes," she assented. "I'm sorry you're so hurt and so grieving; but after all, you're an adult. Now, how can you get rid of me most eas-ily? You don't need to take me back to Moose Bay, do you? There must be places up here, towns, where you can land me." , "Fishing villages. Fishermen. Foolish, hospitable folk, not wise enough to tie a stone around your neck and throw you overboard. They'll take care of you." ' "Please don't go on being silly." He considered her fora moment as dispassionately as though- she were under a microscope. "You're so sure of your charm, aren't you? Of your power to command men, to coquet with them, make them fall in love with you?" Robin rose, touched his arm. "I'm sorry, Mr. McPhail," she said. "I didn't mean to speak light-ly; to make a joke of this. You must know it isn't a joke to me to be told I've caused a man to die." She held her voice steady. "I suppose I am a little scared, too. Probably any girl would be." Her throat tight-ened and she said miserably; "I don't mean to cry. I'm not just-tur- ning pn these tears to get around you. Believe me. I'm sorry about your brother, more than you know. Maybe you never will know how sorry!" jamas were sumcientiy substantial so that they might have served as well on the beach as in bed. Yet she was more amused than re-sentful. She forgave his bold, auda cious eye, and she thought suddenly of Will, to whom it was so easy to forgive much. Will and this man standing beside her bunk with a breakfast tray in his hands were deeply alike. Women would always forgive them easily. Probably if Will had lived and they had married, she would have spent the rest of her life forgiving him his trespasses. The man beside her said something, and she said, "What?" And he spoke again, in French, and by that time she was sufficiently wide awake to smell the strong tea and the crisp toast on his' tray. She said, "Oh thank you." And then, pleased with herself for remembering, "Merci, m'sieu!" She wondered how to tell him to put the tray down some-wher- She. preferred not to sit up till he was gone. She tried point-ing, pointing at the foot of her bunk and groping in her memory and said tentatively, "ce jette la!" He laughed at that. He had ex-cellent teeth. He laughed, and chat- tered something so fast she could get no word of it; and she decided "jette" was probably the wrong word. Jettison meant to throw something overboard, and a jetty was something thrown out from shore into the water like a pier "Jette" must be wrong, and he was teUmg her so. She thought if he talked more slowly she might un-derstand, so she said: "Plus tard, s'il vous plait?" But that left him bewildered He put the tray on the foot of her bunk bowed elaborately, backed out and closed the door. She wondered about running water and things. Certain-l- y there was nothing of the sort in this small cabin. But she was hun-gr- too hungry to delay breakfast Was it breakfast or lunch? But whatever the hour, she was hungry; so she ate first and dressed afterward. When she emerged into the cabin, ,t was deserted; but .he opened the door that led through the engine room, into the galiey, the handsome Frenchman saw her rrCamlSmilingly toward "r. She must be might be a friend of Mr. JenJns She asked, carefully: "Ou est la . . . she could re- member no likely word; so she made a gesture o hands; and he laughed audacfously and opened the right showed her how to pump the water and brought her a towel. She slw "Merci, m'sieu," and his eyes tw kled She thought she n and Rome-woul-d get along.. (TO BE CONTINUED) Get Patrol Boat The government of Ecuador re-cently acquired a 400-to- n coastal patrol boat under United States lend-leas- e arrangements. The ship will be used for training midship-men of the Ecuadorean naval school. 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Seems Ser-geant Elmer Taylor, sta-tion-at Honolulu, who s been a fan of Norman's parents for years, sent the youngster a small set of stripes and a replica of the Purple Heart which the -- sergeant won. Joan Crawford has had such an interesting career, carved out by her own ambition and energy as well as her. talent, that we can look for her to take another big step forward now that she has changed studios. Somebody said that Bette Davis F " ' " ! t.-- r' jib '. .I:..- JOAN CRAWFORD would have to look to her laurels, with Joan right on the ground, and as willing as Bette is to play un-sympathetic parts if they're good ones. Just give Joan a couple of good pictures and she'll have the box office eating out of her hand, as she did in her palmiest days. Danny Kaye, who will make his film debut in Samuel Goldwyn's "Up in Arms," has accepted an invita-tion from the Entertainment Nation-al Services Assn., Inc., to make a tour of recreational cen-ters in the British Isles and Africa. 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The newest ships are nearly as long as the most modern battleship; Long Range Telescope The marine exchange lookout station at Land's End, San Fran-cisco, has a telescope with a range. Ancient Refineries Petroleum refineries built than 2,000 years ago are s erated by natives in Irak. mm Released by Western Newspaper Union. SELECTING LEGISLATORS IS SACRED TRUST WE SEND MEN to Washington as senators and representatives to con-stitute the legislative branch of the federal government It is their province to think of and act for the welfare of the nation as a whole. Should we select them for the pur-pose and with the expectation of their securing special advantages for the people of their states or their districts without regard for and con-sideration of the interests of the na-tion as a whole, we would not be worthy citizens of the republic. We would not be entitled to that free-dom our form of government pro-vides. It happens all too frequently that those selected as candidates for these responsible places in our gov-ernment are picked because of what we believe they can, or what they promise to, secure for us. They pro-pose to get their fingers into the government purse and dig out money for our special benefit. They propose to find jobs for those who are neither qualified or worthy. They propose to secure the location of government institutions within the state or district that would be better-i-located elsewhere. It is seldom that men nominated and elected for such reasons have any definite influence in the shaping of national legislation, and it is well they do not. The republic survives and functions despite them rather than because of them. The republic must stand or fall on the action of the legislative branch of government. Should that branch for any appreciable time fail to be dominated by men of broad vision and ability' the republic will die. That will be especially true throughout the next few years dur-ing which we must pass through a period of national and world re-adjustments. To surmount the dif-ficulties that will confront us, states-manship of, a high and practical character will be needed. If we are to deserve ' the blessings the republic has provided, and may con--' tinue to provide, we will select our candidates on the basis of their abil-ity as practical statesmen rather than ability as party workers, the in-debtedness of the party to them, or their promises to bring home the bacon for their state or district. It is not too early to be considering qualifications. ENGLISH ROYALTY AND U. S. DEMOCRACY ' THE RECENT VISIT of King George VI to the British and Amer-ican troops in North Africa serves to again remind me of a similar visit on the part of his father to British and American troops in France in 1918. I have told the story in other places, but believe it will bear repeating. A party of American newspaper men, of which I was ope, was - spending a Sunday with the king and his family at the country estate of Sandringham. I had accompan-ied the king into York cottage and we were in the billiard room when he remarked that he understood we were to go to France the following week. "I have made some visits to . France," said his majesty. "For obvious reasons I never go there in uniform or with any following, but only as just an English civilian. On my last visit I, with a junior of-ficer as a guide, was passing through a British rest camp in which there were also some American troops. I stopped for a moment to talk with a British company commander, and near us was a British Tommy and one of your American doughboys. " 'Say Bill, who is that boob?" asked the American doughboy as he pointed to me. " 'Shut up you d d fool,' replied the British soldier, 'that is the king of England.' " 'The hell you say! Where's his crown?' asked the doughboy. "That," said the king, "is the kind of reception British royalty gets from your democratic American sol-diers, and I like it." BY WHAT SCANT MARGINS po-litical elections may be won or lost is illustrated by the fact that in 80 congressional districts a switch of from 5 down to less than 1 per cent of the voters would change results in each one of those 80 districts. Of the 80 districts 48 are now rep-resented by Democratic congress-men, 30 by Republicans and two by Progressive or Farmer Labor. It is such close results that should keep both parties seeking their best men for the jobs. It is such results that make for good government. . "KING" VICTOR EMMANUEL did not have to abdicate his title of "emperor," over which there was quite an argument. The Allied armies in Africa managed to do the job for him. AFTER ATTEMPTING to raise the family food in a window box or a 10 by 10 space in the front lawn, the city dweller will better under-stand the problems of the farmer who cultivates hundreds of acres as against the tens of feet in the city Victory gardens. REGULATIONS AND AMERICAN WORKERS IT WAS a Washington bureaucrat, sitting at a desk all day, who figured the meat needs at one and three-quart-pounds a week. Put a min-er's pick and shovel, or a farmer's pitchfork in fils hands, give him eight to twelve hours of real labor each day and he might change his estimate. What is meat for one man is but a starting point for another. That is a thing Washington has not yet figured out in its efforts at regu-lation of the American citizen. Humming Bird's Forti; ; Humming birds migra e :. miles without stopping for rest. , |