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tell all? I was there with you, and saw it
too. So did the others. We'll all swear to
it. They're sure to believe it if I back

ye up.”

“Oh, ay! I was there at Dismal Valley,
Inspector, and saw it. So did the others,
and they all swore to it. And look at what
happened. That episode has haunted me
for ten solid years—a dead thing kept alive
by just such unbelievers as you, Dan Kerry.”

“Unbeliever? Me? After this affair? Oh,
Colin, shame on ye!”

“Just so! Now look here! Do you want
those hard-boiled sinners at Headquarters to
think there are two lunatics in the Force—
you and me—instead of just one—me?”

“T can’t say I do.”

“Then we stop right where I have
stopped.

“Listen:

‘We found the man Adolf Hessler dead
from a bullet wound, self-inflicted, lying on
the floor of his shack. We found the note
which is attached to this document on a
bench in the shack.

““T had the shack thoroughly inspected
but there was nothing else there to identify
the man, Hessler. He had no belongings.
In spite of the request in the document, I
had the body of Adolf Hessler, alias the
Mad Goblin, removed and buried close by.

“*The shack was pestilential and a men-
ace to health, so I ordered it burned and
saw this done forthwith.’ ”

“What happened after that, Inspector,
actually happened after the man Hessler was
dead and buried, and with it we have no
concern. It is definitely ‘off the record.’ ”

“Uhm!” reflected Inspector Kerry. ““May-
be you're right, sergeant. Maybe you're
right. The least said, and certainly the least
written is always easiest mended. Man—
you've a long head on your shoulders.

Colin.”

PROFESSOR’S Wife: “A truck just ran

over your best straw hat, dear!”
Absent-Minded Professor: “Good

heavens, was I wearing it at the time?”

AN old jalopy drove up to the toll bridge
booth.

“Fifty cents,” said the collector.

“Sold,” said the driver, and he walked
across.

“SHOULD I marry a man who lies to me?”
“Lady, do you want to be an old maid?”

STAFF-SERGEANT W. A. S. DUNCAN.
RETIRES

CONCLUDING TWENTY-NINE and a
half years’ service with the B. C. Police,
Staff-Sergt. W. A. S. Duncan “signed the

ae } book” for the last

time at midnight,
December 31st.
For the past 22
- years “Dunc” has
. been stationed in B.
. C.’s Peace River
| block, where he was
~ known far and wide
| for his many sterl-
ing qualities as a
man and a_ police
officer.

Born in Edin-
burgh, Scotland,
Mr. Duncan joined
the B. C. Police in
August, 1913 at the time of the famous
Nanaimo coal mine strike. A month later
he was posted to Tete Jaune Cache where
additional police were required during the
hectic railway construction period. In May,
1915, Const. Duncan was transferred to
Golden, but he was only there 20 days
when he was assigned to Bear Creek. Six
months later he joined up with the famous
72nd Seaforth Highlanders. After service
in France, he returned to Western Canada |
and the police, and was assigned to Fort
St. John in the Peace River country—the |
district he came to know better than prob-
ably any other man on the force. Pro-
moted to Corporal in 1924, Sergeant in
1927, he was made Staff-Sergeant in 1936.

Mr. and Mrs. Duncan will make their
future home at the coast, and the whole
force will join with us in wishing them lots

of luck.

W. A. S. Duncan

SCARCELY a man is now alive who passed

on curves at 75.

THE Nazi Gauleiter in Norway was inter-
viewing some Norwegians. To one man he
said: “Tell me what you think of the
English.”

“I'd sooner work for you than the Eng:
lish,” was the reply.

“That’s very gratifying. Tell me, what
is your work?”

“I'm a grave-digger,” came the reply. —

—From 4 B.B.C. Short Talk by Cyril Lakin.

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