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Evening Post, Volume CXXIII, Issue 19, 23 January 1937, Page 20

FATHER NEPTUNE'S FIND (Written by "Verity," 13, Wadestown.) T AURIE BISHOP wandered down On to the beach where he and his corn- » panions, Ken and Brian Archer and Dawn Henderson, were spending their holidays. They were wandering aimlessly around because they had played all the tricks they could on the people in the boarding-house and played all the games they could think of. Laurie was kicking up the sand as he went along, making clouds 01 it fly up on to them, but the others did not protest as it was quite a usual thing lor him to do. "Can't y' think of anything t' do?" asked Brian. "Well, why can't you?" responded Laurie, with feeling. "You usually think of things, yon know, Laurie," said Dawn. This rather pleased Laurie, so he decided that he would try and think of something to do. Soon they had walked past the beach which the people usually occupied and they came to a rocky place where they enjoyed themselves for about half an hour, trying to see who could scramble out furthest on the rocks, most of which were covered with slimy seaweed and surrounded by tiny pools. After much splashing and slipping Ken managed to get out to the rock just before Laurie arrived there. "I won!" cried Ken, very pleased with his victory over Laurie, who was usually, first in everything. "You didn't. I did!" cried Laurie. Then followed a lengthy argument with Ken and Dawn 'v. Laurie and Brian. They could not agree as to who won, so they made their way back again over the rocks. Just as they arrived at the beach again Dawn cried out: "Look! There's a cave over there." "So there is," exclaimed Brian. "Let's explore it," suggested Ken. They all rushed in, expecting to find themselves in a pitch-black cave, only dimly lit by an old-fashioned lantern hanging above, a party o£ smugglers clustered round an old table which held a keg of beer and some mugs, but to their disappointment they found it was quite light. Looking round they discovered that there was a small opening in the roof through which could be seen the brilliant blue of the summer sky. "I know what we can play!" announced Laurie suddenly. "What?" asked Ken. "Well we shall pretend we are in the sea and I'll be Father Neptune, an' you are my courtiers," Laurie said. "Righto,' Father Neptune!" said Brian. "You .should never speak to me like that, you ungrateful wretch. Get out of my sight at once!" roared Father Neptune. Brian hastily retired to a dark corner and sat down on a sack. "Hey! I say, you chaps!" he suddenly yelled. "There's something hard in this sack." "Well, bring it here," commanded Laurie. So Brian carried out a sack that appeared to be half-filled with bulky objects. ; "I bet it's smugglers' goods," cried Ken. "It's more likely to be some silver cups and things stolen by burglars," suggested Dawn. "Yes, it feels like that," said Brian, who was busy feeling the sack. "Let's take it along to the policeman. He'll give us a lot of money for it," said Laurie knowingly, "and we can get a lot of ice-creams." "Yes, that's a good idea," said Ken. So they hurried off to the Police Station, but a little way away from the station they saw P.C. Scott, so they gave him the sack and told him all about it. He opened the sack and then "You young scallywags!" he roared. "Think you're funny, don't you! Stuffing an old sack with dog's bones and all your broken chiney. Oh yes. You're very funny," he cried, as he chased after them; but in a remarkably short time Dawn, Laurie, Ken, and Brian were specks on the horizon.