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J i M sank back luxuriously on <hc spruni;
uphoKlery of the Jaguar. He ached in
every limb, and could hardly keep his
eyes open. What a nighl it had been! He
shivei^ wiih belated apprehension as he re-
membered all the dan^rs he'd been through.
Dick drove in .silence, and Jim was just
nodding off when the thought of Pru sud-
denly returned to him and shocked him into
wakefulness. To think that he had been too
busy to worry what hud itappened to her! He
.sat up straight, and .seizixl Dick's sleeve.
“Pru!" he croaked. “She never came hack!
“Easy, lad," said Dick. There was always
something re.issuring about his slow Northern
speech. “Pru’s all right."
Jim sank back again. He fell weak with
relief, until Dick added: "It's Ken Ah'm
“Why?" Jim's voice was sharp with a new
anxiety. “Did they -T'
“Ah don't know. When we found cellar
empty, 'itn and Pru wciu off 'onie together.
I 'card je tell yon hstbhic as 'ow Ken weren't
slecpin' where he should've been, and we
knew as Pru weren’t."
“Where was she, then .’ She wasn't in her
old rot>m- Did you go to their house?" Jim
shot all this out in one breath.
“She were slecpin' in gangster's car,"
answered Dick with his usual calm delibera-
tion. Jim goi^led at him. and clung meniaily
to his previous a.ssurance, “Pm's all right".
"Me and Ray was chasin' 'em, and they laid
her in (he rood for us to tun over, but Ah
wasn't 'aving any." He permitted hunsclf a
momentary smile of saiisfaaion. "We took
'er to Dr. Briggs's this is 'is car and left 'er
while we chased 'em again. Ye know the rest."
“What had they done to her?" denunded
Jim fiercely, clenching his ffsts.
"Anees anaihees - oh, be blosvcdl
Drugged her. Dr. Briggs said."
Jim gritted his teeth.
“The swine!" he hissed. "I'd like to tear
them limb from limb and
“Ye have," put in Di'-k grimly.
This sobered Jim.
“Arc are they - dead, Dick?"
“Two on 'em - an' Ah doubt if I'oihcr'll
"I never meant to do il. Dick!" whispered
Jim. “Honestly, when they came at me I just
dropped the bomb and took cover. Whatever
they'd done. I didn't mean to kill them!”
“Ah should 'ope not," replied Dick shortly.
“Well, 'err we .irc,"
"Oh, DK'k, can't we go aitd see Pru lirsi?"
"If you'd use yer eyes, you'd see this is a
nicer 'ouse than yours." grunierl Dick,
getting out and ringing the bell.
For the first time Jim took notice of his
.surroundings. They were at Dr. Brigg.s'.s. He
followed Dkk to (he door as the Doctoi
opened it and beckoned them in with a jerk
of his head.
“How is she, Doctor?" asked Jim.
Without a word, the IJoclor led them into
nis consulting room. Pru was lying on the
couch, covered with a blanket. A.s Jim come
in, she opened her eyes and smiled at him,
"Hullo, Jim!" she said weakly.
Jim's tears took him by surprise. He dashed
them away and flung himself forward,
kneeling by the couch with his arms tightly
“Oh, Piu! I thought . , He couldn't say
any more, but just clung to her. The Doctor
cleared his throat, and Jim stood up shcep-
“Now, Dick," said the Doctor in a quiet,
menacing lone. “I want an explanation from
you. What the jumping Jchoshcphai do you
mean by dumping this child here and then
charging off like a madman in my car ifl'm
permitt^ to call it my car? What in thunder-
and-hailsloncs has lx.'cn going un in this town,
anyway, for Pete's sake?"
“'Oo’s Pete?" enquired Dick innocently,
"Don't try me too far!" warned the Doctor,
waggling his fingei within an inch of Dick's
nose. "/ know what you're trying to do, and
it won't work. You're trying to make nte lose
my temper." he bellow^, “in the hope that
I'll burst a blood-vessel and leave you my car
so that you can use il all the time! You un-
mitigated rascal, 1 could have you Jailed for
forty-nine years for this!"
Jim gap^. He was unaccustomed to see
(lie Dix'tor's manner of addressing his inti-
mutes, but Dick seemed unpenurbed.
“Why, you'd be loo stingy to leave me your
car anyway, even if you was ilic only girl in
ilie world and Ah was the only boy," said
Dick, dodging the blow ilw D<x.nor aimed at
Pru giggled, and the Doctor glanced at her
and continued more quietly
“Why don't you come on my (wnel. Dick?"
invited the Doctor with a sini.sier grin. "Old
Dodder won't do you any gotnl. I've some
•Stuff in my poison cupboard that would make
all the difference in the world to your state of
"Ah would, only Insurance fcller'd raise
me premium," repliexl Dick solemnly, "Now,
Ah'il .iiisl lake lhe.se kids 'omc, and then Alt'll
coiiK hack and tell ye whv Ah ad to btirrer
He gathered up Pm. blanket and all. and
carried her out to the car. As Jim was helping
to make her comfortable m the hack, the
Doctor came to the dsHir and shook his fist.
Dick waved at him in the way fond aunts
wave at babies, and slipited mio (he driving
“I want my car imw'" howled Ihc Dtxtior.
Dick stuck his head out of the window as
he drove off.
"All'll lend it ye after a bit. if ye behave!"
Jim crouched uncomfortably in the hack,
as Pru was lying on the seal. He fell shy after
his display of emotion Pru seemed to feel ihc
same, for she didn't spe-ak; but she glanced
at him from lime to lime, and sketched him ,t
“Ah'il call at 'Is Lordship's first." .said
Dick, without looking round. “It's on the
When the Jaguar pulled up at Jim's house,
Dick got out.
“Bide where y'are," he ordered.
He disappeared down the pas-sage vshich
led to the back door.
“You all right, Pru?" asked Jim.
■'I'm not hurl, only drowsy from that lillhy
stuff they doped me wilh," she said. “What
about you? Did anything more hapiien?"
J IM repressed a hysterical laugh. Did any-
thing more happen!
“Wc had quite a busy nighl." he said, "but
it’s all over now. Don't worry I'll tell you
all about it later."
She closed her eyes. After a moment slic I
murmured sleepily: "Did Ken gel back all I
Jim didn't know what to say. he looked
round desperately for inspiration and saw
Ken standing at the front door in pyjama.s
beckoning to him.
"Yes," said Jtm, catching his breath. He
nodded at Ken, who went back into the
house, leaving the door open. In the instant
heiween Ken's retreat and Dick's reappear-
ance from the passage, Jim bent and kissed
It was (he first time bc'd ever done it. It
would probably, he thought, be the last time,
too - because Pru wasn’t the “soppy" type,
and emotional situations such as they were
now in weren't likely to be repeated fhc
hopedj. He got a whiff of (he anaesthetic as
his lips touched hers. He didn't know whether
she was asleep or not. but she made no reply
10 his whispered "God bless you, Pru'“
He got out of the car and closed the door
as 'quietly as he could.
"What happened?” lie enquired softly, as
Dick got into the driver's seat.
“Ah went round back an' chucked Utile
stones at yer bedroom winder," said Dick.
“Ah didn't want to wake yer Ma. Ken stuck
IS cud oul. and Ah lold 'im lo conic lo from
"How did you know he was in my bed-
■' Borrowed one o' ihem crystal balls from
a forEunc-teller, and saw some tea-leaves in a
cup in the shape of 'is 'oroscope. Don’t ask
daft questions. Ah just 'ad a hunch 'c
might've gone to soothe yer Ma."
“I don’t know what Mum'll say when she
sees mel” confessed Jim,
He felt a sudden blow between his shoulder-
blades that made him bang his head against
the car door. He turned .swiftly to sec Ken,
now fully dressed, grinning at him.
"The boy hero!" said Ken mockingly.
"Oh, cut It oul, Ken!” prote.sied Jim.
"Whai did Mum say when you told her what
we'd been up to?"
"L Itaven’l seen her.'' replied Ken.
"What! Why on earth -?”
"This is no time for fooling, Ken,"
"I'm not fooling! After we left your pktee.
Dick, I sent Pru home, but 1 thought I'd
belter see if Jim's mother was wailing up, but
she wasn’t. She'd left the back door un-
latched. and as I went upstairs, thinking I’d
get a better sleep in Jim'.s bed than on our
scilee, she called out 'Why arc you so late.
Jim? Whatever linK i.s it"’' 1 just mumhlctl,
and she said in a sleepy sort of voice 'I'll see
you in the morning, you had boy! Now get
to bed before your Dad wakes up!' So I just
chuckled to myself and got into your bed.
Jim, and slept like a lop. Did you have a good
night? Are you feeling belter?"
J IM an«l Dick knikctl despairingly at one
iinoilKi'. and then both laughed helplessly.
Before they recovered, Ken nolietd (he
mmionlcss form of his sister on the back scat.
He suddenly went as white as chalk.
"Pru'" he gasped.
“She's all right, lad." said Dick. "’Op in,
now, and All’ll tell ye what 'appened as we go.
We’ve all 'ad a throng night while you’ve
been snoring ycr 'eait off,"
Ken got slowly into the scat heside Dick,
still keeping his eyes on his sister.
"A n'hai nighi'.'" he asked mechanically.
"And what does ihul mean where you
"Busy an’ bothersome," replied Diek. "We
can’t slop 'ere gos.siping Ah mun get back
to garridge an’ .see if it's still there, Ah'll get
the sack over this for sure. So long, Jim.
Better leave a message for yer Ma not to wake
you till the cops come wi' the Black Maria."
"Thanks for everything, Dick," said Jim
absently, as the car began lo move. There was
something clamouring for attention at the
back of his mind, but his head fell like a
pumpkin and he couldn’t grasp what it was.
As so oBcn happens, the minute he stopped
flogging his brain, something clicked. "Better
leave a message for yer Ma " mexsoKe - Ma '
Jim ran after the car. shouting. Dick heard
him. and saved his weary legs by backing
"Now what is it?" The stolid Northerner
sounded as near lo being irritable as Jim had
ever heard him.
"While I was in the cellar I found a
message in one of (he wine-bins," said Jim
breathlessly. "1 suppose il was from that
scientist we were trying to rescue. I managed
10 tell Ray to investigate the wine-bins, and I
expect he’s found the mes.sage. but I thought
you ought to know as well, just in case."
“Well, spit it oul!" said Dick.
"I can’t make hetid or tail of it myself it
seems to be in some sort of code. Il had the
word "Ma* in it and you saying ‘leave a
incs.sagc for ycr Ma’ lemindcd me of it "
Dick was drawing his breath in slowly
through his nose, compressing his lips and
tapping ominously on the steering-wheel.
Before he could explode, Jim continued
"It said ‘The Lorg is I of them no Ma ci‘
that last word is spell L'-l.''
"Wail a minute, Jim," said Ken. "ril
He produced a ball-point pen and a scrap
of paper with last week's Club football team
on it. "You know, I think I’ll have lo move
you to inside right, if you don't mind, Jim,"
he added, studying the paper critically. “St.
James's Club have got — "
The paper and pen were snatched from him
by Dick, exasperated at last, and the pen fell
on the floor.
"It's all right. Dick." said Ken, picking it
up and handing it lo him. “the best of these
pen.s is that they don't write any worse after
you've dropped them than they did before. ''
"Grrr:” .said Dick, trying lo write with
nothing 111 support the flimsy paper, " "Tlio
Lord is one of them
"Not ‘Lord’. 'Lorn'," corrected Jim,
Dick crossed out the ‘d’ and pul ‘g'.
'■ ‘No Ma F -l'," coniinucil Jim, "What do
you think it means'.’"
"Ah'll 'avc plenty o' lime to think about
that when Ah'vc got the sack." stated Dick,
thrusting the paper and |vn back at Ken and
letting in the clutch. "That's if Ah'm still alive
after Ab've taken car hack lo Doctor."
He drove off. fuming, and Jim trudged
slowly hack to the house. Ken had left the
front door open, and there was no one
.stirring yet. He remembered thankfully that
it was Saturday.
In the kitchen he got himself a hunk of
cheese and an apple, and took alternate biles.
Then he drank a cup of milk and scribbled a
note which he propped in front of the clock :
"Don't wake me till you have lo. Mum, I
didn't sleep very well, Love, Jim."
He crept upstairs, dragged off his dollies
and climbed ihankftilly into the rumpled bed.
"Too iiml to wash or dean my teeth," Iw
muitereii to himsclt. I lien he rolled out
iigBin. anti said his usual "God bless Mum
and Dad", ami added a word of thanks that
they'd all come safely through the dangers of
the night, especially Pru; and that Ray wasn't
dead atter all. He got back into hed again,
and just before he fell asleep he murmured
“ You know I didn't mean lo kill those gang-
sters, honest 1 didn't,"
N o one was awake at Ken's house eitlicr.
Ken climbed in at Pru's bedroom window
and stole down and opened the front door.
As soon as he and Dick had got Pru to bed,
Dick drove off in the direction of the Doctor'.s.
He wouldn't .stop for anything to cat.
Ken put on the keltic and tlic grill, and
began making toast. His mind was so full of
what Dick had lold him in the car that he
burnt several pieces. Poor old Pru! Lucky it
was no worse. He ought never to have left her
to go home alone though it seemed as if he
himself might have been dead by now if he
The rummest thing of alt was that Ray had
turned up again. He had never thought when
Jim said he'd lold "Ray" lo investigate the
Then wai no one on fcuar.l.
wine-bins that he was referring to his cousin.
Ken studied the scrap of paper on which
Dick had copied the scientist's message. Il
needed a cleverer brain than his! Who did he
know that was well educated?
He snapped his fingers triumphantly. The
Vicar would solve il! It began with something
about ‘the Lord', so it ought to be right up
Ken made more toast, and took it up to
Pru with a cup of tea. She .said she felt sick,
hut he made her have it, and brought her an
enamel bowl in case of accidents.
"I'll send Mum in a minute," he said.
Ho Miikf Ills mother with a cup of tea.
"Moinmg. Mum." said Ken. He wailed
whil.si slir her tea, then continued,
“We've h;id hii of an adventure during the
night. Jim loii.-’i; ,t cliap who had been kid-
napped by a gar'll, and alter they cleared off,
Pru and i went wti; Dick Rawlings to gel
him away but he'd ilisiippcareil. This gang
"H'hal!" shrieked Ins mi'i|;t-i His father
groaned iff his sleep, and turncvl mei .
■‘It's all right. Mum. Dr. Bnggs has ss'cn
her, and he's coming in later this morning."
He found he was talking lo his mother's
back. She had leapt out of bed and was
pulling on her bathrobe. Ken followed her.
"She's not hurt there’s nothing to worry
abmii." Ken a.ssured her. She was already
bending over Pru. who had used the bowl and
was looking better. 'Tve got to go and sec the
Vicar now Pru'll tell you the rest,"
“No you don’t!" declared his mother,
planting herself firmly in front of the door.
“Not with that gang about!"
“It's all right, Jim blew them up with a
lime-bomb." said Ken cheerfully. "Keep
Before his mother had got over her
asicmishment, Ken nipped oul of the window
anil dnipfied nimbly into the back yard.
As he rae along the back-alley, he decided
that it would be best to go to the cellar and
check the mes.sage before asking the Vicar.
It was still quite early when he gut there,
and there was no one about. He was sur-
prised lo sec no constable on guard over the
wreckage of the Morris. Not that anyone
would want to steal it. hut the police always
seemed to leave a man on duty anywhere
where a crime had been committed.
Ken lifted (he manhole cover and slid
cautiously down on to the pile of coal. At the
bottom he iripiied over something .soft. His
hcait thudding, he picked himself up. There
was sufficient light from the manhole to sec
the blue uniform and silver buttons. The mis-
sing con.stable had been thrown down here!
"This is a good place lo gel oul of!" Ken
told himself. Then he checked his momentary
panic, and fell the huddled figure. The imlicc-
man was still alive, but unconsciou.s. Ken
straightened him out on the Floor, and went to
(he other cellar to complete his errand.
The dust was sailFled near two of the wine-
bins. In one he made out the faint original. of
the message m his pocket, in the other he
could find nothing but some brown smears
until he looked under the top flagstone.
There, in letters that were still sticky, a
linger had traced the words:
U? BLHIND KLAG TRAPPKD ARM R
Gingerly Ken touched one nf the letters, and
examined his finger. Then he realised with
horror that Ray's message had been wnlien
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spy m ibe right place might be
worth 20,000 men in the battle-
field. Thus, if you captured that
spy. you would have done a very good job.
The spy-cateber is just as important as the
spy. If your country is on the defensive, he is
even more important.
I had intended to deal this week with codes
and spy messages, but recent spy cases have
arous^ great interest in our spy-catching
methods, so the codes can wail.
Every country pretends that it doesn't
employ spies. If you are an agent abroad and
are foolish cnou^ to gel cau^t, your govern-
ment will disown you. “That man one of our
spies? Rubbish never heard of him.”
Naturally, no one is deceived.
However, every country frankly admits
that it has an organisation for counter-
espionage, or catching spies.
A brief glance at the British system may be
useful. Several departments have section.!
devoted to 'intelligence' or obtaining infor-
mation the Admiralty. War Office, Air
Ministry and Eoreign Office all have their
specialised team. They are supervised by the
Joint Intelligence Committee which reports
directly to the Prime Minister.
The job ofcaiching spies has been entru.!ied
to one section, the fifth, of Military Intelli-
gence - (he famous M.I.5, You have heard
of this very often, but the other sections,
numbered from I--M, are very secret, and
I doubt if you have ever heard them men-
tioned. Their job is to ge/ information; that
is to .say, they direct spies in other countries,
so naturally they don't talk about their jobs.
But M.I.S only catches spies - yet its members
often have more adventures than the others.
M.I.S has a collaborator, the Special
Branch of Scotland Yard, and never itself
appears in public, When it has nailed down a
spy. It hands over the case to the Special
Branch, which makes the arrest and secs (he
And how does M.I.S set to work'l In war
lime It has the advantage of the censorship.
Letters to and from foreign countries are
examined and verv occasionally yield h cIih:
.MiniciirTh» III («ir old fiieod 'invi.cilik ink,'
which docs exist in ical litc. In fact, taler on
wc will talk about,!! at 'ome length, tor it is
a very iiucfcsiing subject.
M.t.5 agents often listen lo foicign liitwd-
casLs. which may he used to give Jiic-ctioiis
to enemy spies. Immigration olliceis at the
docks are very useful allies. Watch the next
time you are going on board a ship at a port.
When you show your passport, the officer
may refer lo a rather fat pocket book. This
contains a record of 'svanted' people.
M.I.S agents pay especial attention to
factories where war weapons are made, or
camps where they arc being tested.
The first spy Icclure I ever heard was on
tlie subject of ‘Trifles’. The tutor pointed out
that most spies gave themselves away by
some tiny point, or a trifle which they forgot.
I have proved for myself (hat he was right.
Many a spy has been betrayed because
some quick-wiitctf observer not necessarily
an official has noted some little detail which
was not quite right,
I REMEMBER OIK German spy who was landed
on the east coast of England by night,
from a submarine. He got ashore safely, and
destroyed hi.s rubber dinghy. He was a
dangerous man: he spoke very good English,
and had a perfectly forged ration book and
He wanted to get about. Two miles down
the coast be saw a village. He walked along.
Outside the village inn were a lot of bicycles.
He stole one. and made off. Then he forgot a
trifle - he forgot that the British rule of the
road was the opposite to the German: he
rode off on the rigkl hand side of the road, to
be held up by a village policeman before he
had gone four hundr^ yardsi
Another German agent, who landed in
Scotland, went to a local railway station and
asked for a ticket to Aberdeen. ‘'2/10," said
the booking clerk. The man put down iwi>
ptiunds ten shillings. This did not prove that
he was a German spy - he might have been a
shipwrecked Norwegian sailor who did not
understand our money. But it did justify the
clerk in taking further precautions.
You see how important spy training Is?
The man must know the smallest details about
the country in which he is to operate.
He must also have a calm nerve, especially
in those awkward moments when first on the
job. Two other Germans went lo a booking
oflict. One said: "Tliird-class to London,
'ingle.” the clerk issued it. and said to the
•>u;oiid man: "The same for you. .vir?'" \nd
the second man replied: ''Ja”, I'ancv losing
his life merely becaii'e he viiJ “jc'" in
Sometimes llic spy catchers arc pic-scntcd
with such trifles free, so to speak, Sometimes
especially when they have a man under in-
terrogation - they can lead a suspect on until
he gives himself away. One friend of mine
quescioiKd a girt for five hours. She was
word-perfect until she made a mistake
about a bus fare. As my friend returned (o
the point again and again, she saw that he
was suspicious, got frightened, and confessed.
L.ord Baden Powell, the founder of the Boy
Scouts, in his junior days was an Intelligence
Officer, and revealed in a book called My
Advfniurrs as a Spy how he got out of an
awkward situation. He was held on suspicion
by a rural policeman in Germany until an
inspector arrived. Lord Baden Powell asked
permission to smoke. He rolled and smoked
one cigarette and then another. After that he
didn't care if a dozen inspectors came. He
had made his notes on cigarette paper, and
had smoked them.
Yet this incident shows how my warning
about trifles can act both ways. As I said, the
story was published, and as every village
policeman must have been a Scout at some
lime the method became well-known. Thus,
if the suspect were being held, and a.sked to
smoke, the dullcst-wilted policeman would
make a grab for his cigarette papers. More
than oiM spy went to his death because he
forgot a spy-rule - that he should never use
a method which has been revealed. The spy-
catcher, of course, uses the point the other
way round. He will suggest that the suspect
might like to smoke. Then he will produce
matches, but let the man bring out his own
Y ou know how orderly the Germans are.
They like rules and regulations, and so
often depend upon “organisation”. Our spy-
catchers study this habit of theirs very ciosdy.
In the second World War, for example, quite
a number of German a^nts were parachuted
into Britain. Each man was given a standard
spy kit. It included a piorlable radio set,
identity card and ration book and iSOO in
ca.sh, Since he might need food before being
in a position to appear in public, the spy also
carried a small stock of rations. These
always included a German sausage!
I he Germans were so mclhoJical that if
you found a niau in possession of this outfit,
sou could salciv accuse him of being a spy.
But M I..S docs not merely wait for spies
to give ihcmscives away by trifles. U watches
larefully places where spies arc likely to
operate, and '‘inlilirales" its own agents
inside - that is to say. if a factory is making
soiTK hush-hush weapon, its security does not
depend entirely upon the policeman at the
gale: one or two M.I.S agents may be inside
the factory - as ordinary workmen. A couple
of years before the war, a man in Woolwich
Arsenal foolishly fell to the approaches of a
foreign agent, and began to hand over plans
and details of processes. He used lo take these
out of the Arsenal, photograph them, and
then take them back. This went on for
He had a girl who got fonder and fonder of
him, She was nice and flulfy, but so dumb
that he didn’t even send her away when he
was taking his photographs.
After Iris arrest that man got the shock of
his life, fhe principal witness at his trial was
his ''dumb” blonde. She was a brilliant
M.I.S and the Special Branch would (ell
you of this biggest nuisance. During (he war
you heard many stories about flashing lights,
radio sets up chimneys, and so on. All these
stories had to be.invesligatcd and about one
in three million had something in it. You can
imagine the time wasted.
Now when a policciran catches a criminal
in the act, he promptly arrests him. A counter-
spy is not in such a hurry. He watches his
flrei suspect, hoping that (Ik man will lead to
SoriKlimcs known spies have been left at
targe for years, carefully watched when they
have made journeys, and their post examined.
This method nearly always pays good divi-
dends. At the outbreak of war in 1939 nearly
600 Germans were interned. They were not
all .spies, but some had been noted in contact
with spies, and others had the opportunity to
spy if they were so inclined.
There is one big diflerenee between the
British spy services and those of countries
like Germany and Ruasia. We prefer com-
iwraiively small services, staffed by lirsl-class
and (rained men. They prefer huge organisa-
tions, The total strength of M.1.5 and the
Special Branch is only about 700: the
Russians have tens of thousands of Security
Police, or counter-spies.
The best example of clever counter-
espionage of the "trifles" brand, occurred in
the first world war. The Germans employed
a Swiss girl as their mes.senger. She had to
cross into France, visit resident agents and
collect from them details of where all our
divisions were. At that time we had more than
60 divisions in France. They were not lined up
from the North in numerical order first,
second, third Division, and so on. They were
hopelessly mixed - 2Ist Division, 30th
Division, 7th like that.
How could the girl carry the details back
to Switzerland? She could not memorise such
a jumble of numbers. So she began to
When entering France, she wore a plain
peiticoai. Before she left, she cnibioidcred
a rose pullern around its hem. back in
Switzerland, all she had to do was to count
stitches. Starting from the scam, if the first
embroidered rose was made up of 21 stitches,
that stood for the 2Ist Division: the iKxt had
30 'btches the idea was clever.
For months the Swiss girl got away with it,
I hen 'he forgot a trifle. It went against the
grain lo buy a new petticoat for every journey
and to throw ii atvjy after using it only once.
.So she began to buy very cheap ones.
Bui one day a Freiicli woman counter-spy
was searching her at the fionlicr. The woman
thought: “This is strange. This girl has done
all this lovely embroidery - but she has done
it on material so poor dial it won't stand up
to half a dozen washes, why?”
The question "why?” is dangerous in war
time. The girl was detained for enquiries,
broke down and confessed. Eventually she
was shot because she only paid 4/1 1 .,' instead
of 6/ 1 1 J for her petticoats.
just now our counter-spy service is being
criticised because of the case of Dr. Fuchs.
M.I.S only comes into the news when it
apiKars to have failed. Its hundreds of
successes arc never made public. Rut I can
Icll you this it is very good indeed.
Anolhtr Spy Siory by Rentarrl Newman soon
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THE TREASURE THAT WASN’T
The old-time pirates of ihe Pacific were fond
of little Cocos Island, lying 300 miles south-
west of Panama. Often they called there to
refill their water casks. Among.si the blood-
thirsty fellows who came to Cocos were
such famous characters as Captain Davis,
Benito Boniio and Captain Thomson.
The great days of the buccaneers ended.
The world forgot peaceful Cocos Island.
Occasionally Royal Navy vessels continued to
call there for water.
Until about 1850 when someone muttered
the magic phrase; '‘There’s treasure buried in
Coexw Island.” Adventurers hastily rcachetl
for maps. Cunning old sailors began drawing
rough charts of the island, which they sold lo
foolish treasure seekers.
The hunt started. Ships canre to Cocos
Island from all over the world. Parties landed
and started digging and blasting, ruining the
island. Admiral Palliser in the warship,
K.M.S. Imperieuse, landed his entire crew on
the island in 1896. They dynamited most of
the island and sailed away disappointed.
Between 1899-1914 sevH) other expeditions
seaiclied Cocos Island. An American party
camped there in 1920 and Canadians arrived
soon after the Americans left.
The wild search is still going on - perhaps
at this moment. No one will ever find the
treasure for the obvious reason that theie Ls
none. Only three pirates might have buried
wealth on Cocos - Davis, Thomson and
Benito. Davis took his loot to America.
Benito shot himself when chased by K.M.S.
Espiegh', and Thomson never had any
treasure. Who started the riunour? It has
already thrived for a hundred years.
T HKRK is a very good reason why
the many ihousa^s ofOvalcineys
all over the tMuntry are such healthy,
jolly boys and girls.
Remember that every Ovaltiney
makes it a golden rule w drink
‘Ovahine’everyday. This delicious
food beverage provides special
nourishment which helps so much to
build up strength, energy and fitness.
Ask mother to make ‘ Ovaltine ' your
regulardaily beverage, Itwill help you
to be successful in sports and games
and to do your best in schoolwork.
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ANO WINS MOST OF HIS
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BRUCE W^A^aA'cHAMPIW IN 1939
HE BEAT ALL HEAVYWEI&HTS HERE
HE fought TAMI MAURIELLO IN AMERICA
WHO BEAT HIM IN THE FIFTH ROUND
WOODCOCK LEFT THE RING WITH A GASH ON
HIS FOREHEAD WHERE MAURIELLO'S HEAD
HAD CAUGHT HIM.
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2. HT D i) E N FA.ME A lot of you will have icaii some of Shakespeare’s play t
at school, and one that is introduced into most schools is. of course. '‘Julius Caewr"
Now, then, how well do you know yout Shakespeare?
A sentence from the play a famous sentence, at thal -is hidden in these little
squares. You .stall on a
certain squam (no tel-
ling which!) and move
up. down or .sideways
hut never diagonally.
If you take the right
steps the whole sen-
in correct sequence.
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others show obiccls
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IcKers, or even a com-
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COMPETITION R E S i: I. ‘I‘
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Brian Herman, 28 King Edwaid Avenue. Blackpool, (Aged I.'). A prize of a 10/6
National Savings Ccriilicaic is being sent to him. We had a great many entries
among which were some very good stories, but many went far ovei the limil of .300
words and others were not suitable for presenting in strip cartoon form. We chose
the winner because his story was exciting and had several good ideas in it. It was full
of ihc kind of action that could be .shown well in pictures. From the ocher entries
wc specially congratulate Ihc following who showed many .signs chat they may
iMui imo v.Mvl story wmers David Mncmariin. 8 Content Street. Avr; Hilda
Boden, Buckingham; L; n‘:,i.i Monann. St. Hcliei. Jersc\ . .nul Neville Granville.
Cefn Cribbur, Bridgend
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Lash Lonergan’s Quest
By MOORE RAYMOND
The story so far
OUNTED musical chairs lor boys
under 14!’' bawled the announcer.
"Come on. Squib!" cned Lash
and Rawhide in unison.
Squib scrambled on to his pony. Patch, and
jog^d off to the middle of the sports ground.
Fourteen young competitors, mounted on
anjntats of various shapes and sizes, lined the
circle with thirteen chairs grouped in the
To-ra-m-ru ! wcT\\ the two cornets. Squiddh-
eek-quiddlf-nek ' went the concertina. To the
tunc of “John Pcpl". the boys trotted their
The music stopped. In a Hash. Squib slipped
from Patch’s back and raced for Che middle.
He wa-s one of the lirst three to fling them-
selves on to the chairs,
"That's bonzer. Squib!" called La.sh.
“That's bosker. Squib!" shouted Rawhide.
Then there were only thirteen boys and
twelve chairs. Soon there were twelve boys
and eleven chairs. And so on . . .
(t was soon obvious to everybody that the
event was going to be won either by Squib or
by a Call, skinny boy who could not dismount
as quickly a.s Squib, but could run faster once
he touched the ground.
'“Squib-Squib-Squib!" cried luisb and
Rawhiite and soon the cry was taken up by
"Skinny-Skinny-Skinny!" cried the lanky
lad'.s friends and supporters.
ScKin there were only three chairs left . . .
then only two . . , then only one.
Squib and Skinny circled it to the sound of
two comets and a concertina. Both were tense,
wailing for the music to stop.
Then Squib suddenly got an idea. If he
stood on Patch's back he would be in a belter
position to leap from his horse at the right
moment, and so he would be halfway there
before Skinny could gel out of the saddlc-
Wtth the easy skill he had acquired in the
circus, he placed his hands on the pommel
and lifted his feel on to E*atch's plump rump.
A moment later he stood upright - perfectly
balanced on Patch's hack as the pony went
I'he surprised spectators applauded and
cheered, while Squib got ready to leap the
instant the music stopped.
Hut Patch, not being a trained circus pony,
was bewildered by his rider's trick. He did
nut know that he was supposed to continue
ill ,1 dtclc around the remaining chair. With
a smni .md a toss of his head, he started for
"Hoy, Paiih. git back!” cried Squib, vainly
wiiving his arms. The crowd's cheers turned
to loars of laiighier.
Patch bolted. The music slopped. Squib
flung himself from the galloping, .swerving
pony and kll headlong into the dust.
By the time itc scramhied to his feci,
spitting out the grit, he saw Skinny trium-
phantly sealing himself in the chair.
But the crowd's cheers were for Squib, who
had entertained them with his trick riding.
After Skinny was presented with the lirst
prize of ten shillings. Squib went up to the
judge's box expecting to get the second prize
of five shillings.
“But." explained the announcer to the
crowd, "we've decided this kid deserves a
special prize for being such a clever nder. So
young ^uib gets ten bob, loo.”
The delighted boy, after capturing Patch,
rode back to his cobbers to receive their con-
"You're a couple o' clever lads," said Raw-
hide admiringly to Lash and Squib, "1 can't
even win a zac not even a silver sixpence.
Bill you jisl wail till 1 capture The Hunchback
and git a thousand quid."
"Skite!" laughesi l.a.sh. "Out of my way,
skite. I've got to win this cattle drafting
Lash's bright manner concealed the misery
of his pain as he rode into the ring. He won-
dered how long he would be able to keep the
grip on the saddle so es.senlial in roughriding.
Balance and grip - those were tlie two quali-
ties that had made him Champion of Cham-
pions. But one was not much good without
A steer dashed I'rom the stockyard. A horse-
man galloped alongside, wheeling the animal
round the first post . . . then round the
second post . . . then towards the gatc.
The steer baulked and swung away. The
competitor swiftly reined his mount and cut
acros,s to the other side, The steer bolted back
in the wrong direction.
Twice the stockman vainly tried to drive it
through the gate. And then --
Crack .'went the judge’s whip, because time
“Poor cove," muilercd Lash to himself.
"He's been cracked off. I hope I can pick a
steer that'll run fast and straight where 1 want
him to go."
Dago displayeil perfect horscman.ship to
gel his steer round the posts, through the gate,
and across the finishing line in the exccHcni
time of 52i seconds. However much Lash
despised the man for his evil ways, be could
not help admiring Dago's superb skill in the
“Jackson," called the announcer. This com-
petitor took 68 seconds. The one after let his
steer get right out of control, and he vk-as
"Lonergan," called the announcer.
Again the huz2 of excitement arose when
Lash went canlering across on Monarch.
Though every movement hurl his swollen
knee, he seemed to sit his horse with perfect
ease and his smile was as bright and gay as
A t the stockyard, lie ran his eye over the
remaining steers. They were a wild lot.
Choosing a wicked-looking animal (hat
appeared fast, he said to one of the mourned
stewards, "That's my rabbit."
The stewards parted to let him enter the
yard, and then closed behind him.
C'ulltng out the steer was a matter of
seconds. The stewards |sarted again. Out
raced the steer into the ring - and the judges'
"R-r-r-nin!” bellowed Lash at the racing
steer as he sent Monarch galloping in pursuit.
Round the first post . . . round the second
post . . . (Ah. that knee!l . . . and on to the
The steer baulked and swung away. I.ash
turned Monarch as if on a sixpence.
"Get him, cobber!" muttered Lash to his
Monarch strained forward and, at full
gallop, thrust his chest against the steer's
shoulder, urging and turning him towards the
For a frightening fraction of a second. Ltish
thought ih^ would hit one of the gateposts.
Rut they escaped by inches.
"Through !" cried l-ash jubilantly, It was a
.simple matter to chase the steer across the
Breathlessly he waited for the result.
"Fifty-one seconds!” .A roar of applause
broke out. I.ash cantered acros-s to his smiling
friends and received their congratulations.
He knew that only by a miracle could any of
the remaining contestants beat his time, in
due course he coliccied first prize.
“Hey, cobbers, jist look at all those btack-
fcllers with spears!" Squib exclaimed.
"Run for your lives!" roared Rawhide,
pretending to panic. Then ho laughed and
explained to Squib that it was an aboriginal
Each of the dozen competitors caiTied
three ironwood spears, upped with glittering
points of while quartz.
Tath also brought his woomera - a throw-
ing siM.k wiih a socket for the butt of the
H'Ao.v/r went Use fust S|)far as it hurtled
from the wrsomcra and viilcd ;icfo<s iltc spiwts
ground. It plunged its uuarlz up imo the
earth and stood quivering, ituaily 150 veuds
from the thrower.
"I wonder if our cobber Mo|»oke is among
those abos," remarked lai.sh as he scanned
the line of black faces.
Rawhide had a difrcrcni thought on his
mind. Me spoke it bluntly, "Lash, you'll
never ride a buckjumper today."
The roughridcr eyed him grimly. 'Tl! slick
on any horse as long as Dago Mcssiier will
and a few seconds longer."
Rawhide .sighed: "I'm thankin' the powers
o' Che upper air as my Chinese friends saj
that you won't he sillin' on n horse for your
"And what’s that goin’ to be?" queried
For reply. Lash felt for the whip at his belt.
He Jerked the handle and unloosened the
pliable cods of plaited leather, tipped with a
white horsehair cracker.
“You won't have any trouble wmmn' ihoi
contest.” grinned Rawhide to Australia's
greatest stockwhip expert.
"But all the same. I'll give 'em all I've gol-
Thcy'll expect me to put on a show."
Squib sighed enviously: “1 wishi I could
pul on a sux'kwhip show and have everybody
"So you shall!” cried loish in sudden in-
spiration. "The hairy Iri.shman is always my
partner m these events, but today you're
going to be out there in the ring with me."
“Aw, gee " began the bewildered boy.
"Duck!" bellowed Rawhide, dragging
Squib to the ground as Lash, obeying the
order, dropped to his knees.
The point of the .spear buried itself in the
ground only a few inches from Lash's
H r leapt to his feet amid the crowd's uproar
and stared across the ground at the
spear-throsving competitors. The stewards,
grouped round one of the blacks, were
obviously expressing strong disapproval.
One of them turned and hurried over to the
roughridcr and his friends.
"Sorry, Lash," he said, "But one of those
abos got excited and threw a bit wild. You
know what those coves are like when ihev
lose their block- But he won't chuck any more
spears today. We've disqualified him."
"Who’s the abo?" asked Lash casually.
"Oh, just one of the blacks from ihc hills."
replied (he steward, glancing at his list.
‘T don’t suppose by any chance his name is
Yabbayabba?" said Lash in meaning tones.
"That's right. Yabbayabba. How did you
“Oh, he always was a careless cove," re-
marked Lash casually. The steward eyed him
sharply, then hurried otf.
The roughridcr said to his friends: "See
how clever llano's mob are'.' Thai spear
could have killed any one of us. and il would
have been simply evpiained as an acciiiciu."
"1 reckon," saki Rawhide, "ihai musi be
ihc surprise ihe\ promised us for this afier-
Lash's eyes narrowed shrewdly. "1 don'l
ihink so. mate. I reckon Dado's t;ol anolher
irick or iwo up his sleeve besides his knife."
"I notice he’s nol wcarin' his sleeve holster
today. Sleeves rolled up nice hare arms
list like any other siockman "
■'Stockwhip contest!" bawled Ihc announ-
cer. "Ail in the ring for Ihc stockwhip
"Come on, Sijuib," ordered laish, urging
Ihc hoy forward. "All you've got to do is
exactly whal I tell you. You’ll be absolutely
safe if you obey orders and umi'i «*-vr when
mu ihink you're voinn to he hi!. If you do.
you'll disgrace both of us."
Squib swallowed hard and siammcred; "I
I won't move, cobber. You bet your sweet life
As aniicipaied. ilie other compeliiors pm
up a Icebie show compared with l.ash. who
daified the spectators with a brilliant display
from start to llnish.
He b^an by cracking his whip at great
speed in every possible position, and at limes
the place seemed to ring with ride fire.
Then, with Squih's help, he began his
demonsirulion of precision work
The boy held a candle in his band. Lash’s
whip cut It in two. Then il Hicked a [seniiy
I'rom llie lad’s lingers.
.Squib’s ncrvousrwss disappettred - but very
quickly returned when the Ush began lo play
aboui his biKly, knocking chips oif his shoul-
ilers and flicking "Isuiioas" of cottonwool
The whip .sent the hoy’s hat flying. Now
came the ordeal. Squib sIchxI with a feather
in his mouth and turned sideways, but out of
the airncr of his eye he could sec lutsh swing
the writhing whip With a tremendous dTort
of will, the boy kepi his neck ngid and his
head perfectly steady.
Snap! He shut his eyes opened ihem to
see thai half ihe fcalhcr had gone.
Above the noise of the applause he heard
Lash calling; "Only one moiT trick, hace me
ant! stand perfectly still,"
Squib did as he was told. The whip darted
forward and flicked the other half of ihe
fcalltcr from his mouth,
(I leaped forward again straight at Ihe
boy's face. Squib inslineuvely started to move
back. Then be saw (ash's exprevaon of dis-
may. lie froze into immohlity and iKid his
breath. The whistling lush flickered before
his eyes then suddenly ctsilcd itself about
his neck as gently as a thread of silk.
Shaking ihc coils free. I.ash ran lo Ihe
asionishcsl boy and slapiKd him on Ihe back
.imid tietiKndoiis applause.
"That was Ixinzcr!" exclaimed the rough-
ridei. "Totnorrow Mi buy you that nfle."
Squib .seemed to irctid on air as he made
his way hack lo where Rawhide was wailing
lo add his coiigrulululions.
But elation turned to anxiety when the
buckjumpmg contest was announced. Though
lash declared ih.ii his leg now tell a lot
heller. Rawhide and Squib could see that he
was in iH> fit slate lo ride a buckjumper.
"But don’t you see." pleaded Rawhide,
“il’s better for you to let ’em know the (ruth,
It'll only be worse if you gii thrown and come
a gutzer. You might injure that leg for life"
lash quietly shtx>k his head. "No. my
hairy friend, it’s no use trying lo make me
change my mind. There’s a dingo over there
that I've got to beat. Sec you later."
"Have it yojr own way," gnimbied Raw-
hide after him. "But when you fall ofl', don’t
fall on your head, or you'll gn pociier than
[ji.sli reached the stewards' enclosure to
receive some surprising information
"Messiter’s issued a challenge to you."
said one of llie stewards, "He says that if you
can stay on a certain horse for ten seconds
he’ll withdraw from the contest."
"What's the idea'!" asked the astonished
"Belter ask him yourself. Here he ciymts,"
D mpo's smile was both mvsieiious ami
superior as he greeted Lash with a nod.
"Are you game?" he asked curtly,
"I'll ride anything you can," replied 1-ash
with a grin. "And one or two nioie. maybe."
"Tve brought a hiickiumpof along uxlay
that I don’t think you can sit for ten seconds.
Nobody else can not even me. If you can
do it. Ml withdraw from the contest. What’s
more. Ml Itel you a hundred pounds you
won’t last ten seconds."
"You know 1 haven't got a hundred
pounds." replied l.a.sh. He added signi-
(icanily: "And you also know why."
Oago shnigged. "Very well, then. Ml bet
you a hundred lo one in pounds that you
w'on’i sit on this horse for ten seconds."
"Il’s a go'" exclaimed Lash. "Shake!"
A handshake before the stewards, and the
challenge was aoccpied.
"And now," said Lash, "let’s see this
"With the gretiicsi of pleasure." smiled
Uagu, leading Ihe way to the stockyards.
"This is your horse." he said when they
reached (he chosen yard. "And you’re wel-
come to it-’’
Lash hauled himself up on lo Ihe rails and
looked down on Ihe chestnut - .saddled,
roped, and closely penned. The animal
snorted, flattened ears, showed whiles of eyes.
Straining at the ropes. Ihe brute gave the
impression of concentrating the evil of all
horseflesh in one animal. It was certainly a
"Well, do you fancy your chances now?"
asked [lagu Messiler loudly.
1 ash’s reply surprised him suriiriscd the
stewards surprised ihc crowd, who had
heard aboui Ihe challenge hy this lime and
weie discussing it with excitement.
l-ash threw back his head and roared with
laughter that amid be Itcard all over the
"Chuckle!" cried Lash. "ITs Chuckle! "
The marc pricked her ears as if sh-, knew
the voice, but she coilfinuetl lo roll her eyes
horribly as she slrainetl at the ropes in fury.
Losh \wnng the Kiilhing whip
D.igo Mes-siicr. Greasy .loc, and the rest of
the mob were taken aback by La.sh’s laughter.
They knew this was the mare lhai had
brought about his disgrace three years ago,
and they expected him to show surprise or
coocern. anger or timidity, or even disdain
hut nol amusement.
"Poor Chuckle,” munnured Itish. "Whal
have they done to you'’’’
The scene in Ihc paddock came back
vividly to hts mind. His Uncle Peter, tall and
smiling, chaiiengiiig him to ride Chuckle, the
marc that only Uncle Peter could ndc or so
He recalled the faces of the stockmen
gathered Iheie to watch the battle some
anxious, some amused, hut all wishing him
The voice of Dago broke into his thoughts.
"Well." he called up to the young man on the
stockyard fence, ‘'are you going to take up
my challenge T‘
"Too right I am!” Lash agreed eagerly.
Dago smiled mysierioiLSly at Greasy Joe.
who guflawed behind his hand.
"But," added Lash. “I don't warn to mount
hc[ in Ihe yard. Ml l.tke her out on to Ihc
"You're crazy, Lash," s.ud one of the
stewards. "You'd better drop into Ihc saddle
from where you are Once the handlers let
her go. vou havon’l got a chanee of gelling
your ft*« into the stirrup, let alone getting
The young roughrider smiliiiglv shook his
head. "I.ei me do it my way. cobber."
"O.K. Il’s your luncral."
[.ash leaned over and said lo Ihe handlers.
"Slacken those ropes a hit."
At Ihe same lime he pul his hami on
Chuckle’s straining neck and stroked it
gently as he muimured; "tasv does ii,
Chuckle, easy docs n,"
He recalled how, night afier night, he had
secretly .slipped down lo the paddrsek and
gradually made friends with the horse (hat
only his uncle could ndc. By soft talking and
gentle stroking, combined with hts inborn
knowledge of horses, he had made a friend
of the "wild marc", as (hey used to call her
on Coolabah Creek station.
Now, three years later, he was doing the
same thing, repeating those caresses, stroking
the glossy neck and murmuring words of
ahatlion and soothing encouragement.
"Take il e-e-easy. Chuckle, old girl. Take
While (he puzzled crowd wailed and won-
dered, they discus.sed the exciting situation.
The news of Dago’s challenge stxin spread
Then the information that the huckjumiwr
in question was the very mare that brought
aboui Lash's disgrace three years before.
’'Were you there?" some of them asked
"I wa.s there that heaii-rendm’ mornin’,"
replied (he Irishman.
But he did not make any 1'urthci comment.
He did nol tell them that Lash had secretly
made friends with Chuckle till she would let
him ride licr bareback. He did not tell them
that Lash had refused to ndc the mure that
eeriain morning because he knew that if he
did so. is would break his uncle’s heart. That
was Uncle Peter’s great pride the fact that
he was the only man on the station, or in all
Oucenstaod for that ntaiisr. who could ride
the wild mare. Rawhide did nol tell them this
bccau.se he respected Lash’s secret. If Ihe
young man wanted to reveal it. then it should
come from his own lips.
Meanwhile, over at the stockyard. Lash
had persuaded Chuckle to slop Irembling
and straining at Ihe ropes. He told the hand-
lers to take the ropes oil altogether.
"That’s a bonzer girl!" murmured Lash
delightedly, running his hand down the
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