the fall of 1936. Constable Owens has one up the ladder in his chosen career and now Inspr. Owens, Commanding “A” Jivision, which includes all of Vancouver sland. And remember, we spoke of his Irish enerosity. One night, in response to a knock, he pened the door of his home at Victoria and shabbily dressed stranger edged in. He ad a hang-dog look and he was up against He had a story to tell, a story the In- sector had often listened to. He was down n his luck—he was broke—he was hungry. “How much?” Two dollars to get him over to Vancou- Dutch Creek Hotel ® Fully Licensed Premises Good Meals at Reasonable Rates Three Miles from Fairmont Hot Springs Six Miles from Kimberley on the Main Highway Phone Dutch Creek Hotel Dutch Creek, Fairmont P.O. Phone 33 F W. L. KWONG GROCERIES Confections and Tobaccos, Dry Goods and Novelties, Farm Produce, Fresh Fruit and Vegeiables Golden, B.C. Middle River Service A. A. CHAPMAN, Proprietor Gas - Oil Coffee Shoppe - Cabins Imperial Service Station - 72 Miles West of Golden Big Bend Highway - P.O. Golden, B.C. Lig Bend Hotel E. C. DOBELL, Proprietor Completely Refurnished ver where there was a job, and fifty cents for a meal. As he pocketed the handout the shabby stranger thanked the bluff Irish police in- spector. Then he muttered: “I guess you don’t remember me. You know, Sooke Harbour?” In a flash Owens placed him—Giles Mar- tin. “Why, youre the bird I laid out cold,” grinned Owens, as Martin shook hands and departed. A few weeks later the routine of the Victoria district headquarters was disturbed by a number of complaints regarding miss- ing row boats. Row boats are often missing around the coast. Sometimes they’re stolen, sometimes Giles Martin the owner fails to tie them up and the in- coming tide floats them away. But this was different. Time after time owners of small boats said that their boat was tied to a mooring, or up on a landing for the night—and in the morning, no boat. The thing got beyond a joke. Boathouses were quietly opened at night and valuable boats just vanished. One boathouse owner slept on the porch above his float, his huge Alsatian dog roam- ing the premises at will. Near his hand was a button to switch on a floodlight in case any late comer wanted gas. A valuable row boat was chained to the float. One morning it was gone. Cottagers and summer residents were up in arms. “What were the police doing?” And the police were feeling far from com- fortable. The description of every boat had been YOUR FRIENDS OVERSEAS Your distant friends would appreciate a copy of The Shoulder Strap Hot and Cold Running Water * Fully Licensed Modern Coffee Shoppe in Connection Big Bend Highway GOLDEN, BRITISH COLUMBIA UMMER EDITION Send 50c (stamps or M.O.) with the name and address and we will mail their copy direct. THE SHOULDER STRAP VANCOUVER, B.C. broadcast to coastal points, every man was on his toes. Where did the boats go? They weren't towed away by gas boat for no engine was heard. And if they were were rowed away, it would be a leisurely process Gerry Aust with the swift tides around the Gulf. A rare mystery. On occasions Inspr. Owens took personal charge of the coastwise search, spending many a night on one of the powerful police cruisers which slipped in and out of the network of islands, its powerful engines muffled to a faint purr. And then Sheriff Doyle at Friday Har- tour on San Juan Island, in the American group, brought matters to a head. In a long-distance phone call he told Inspr. Owens that a man at Friday Har- bour had been selling some mighty nice row GOLDEN MOTORS FORD MERCURY SALES AND SERVICE P.O. Box 27 - Phone 30 GOLDEN, B.C. D. R. ROLSTON LTD. GROCETERIA GENERAL MERCHANDISE Auto Camp in Connection Golden, British Columbia Wapta Falls Bungalow Camp C. W. EADY, Manager 17 Miles East of Golden on Trans-Canada Highway - 21 Miles West of Field Clean and comfortable single cabins, suites and rooms Excellent dining room service at reason- able rates. You can do your own cooking if you wish. POST OFFICE: GOLDEN, B.C. Page Sixty-seven