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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1928-10-11, Page 7
by Isabel Ostrander THE EXETER TIMES-ADVQCATE THURSDAY, OCTOBER 11th, 192g BEGIN HERE TODAY Mystery surrounds the sudden ec centricity of three wealthy and se- '. date brother, one of them the father of youthful Patricia Drake. Alarmed because of the evident terror which has gripped the trio, Patricia asked the advice of her .guardian, Attorney John Wells, and tells him that two weeks ago her father, Hobart Drake, a Wall .Street broker, clothed himself in a sheet and went to the town square where he delivered a mock (Oration, A few days later her uncle, .Ro ger Drake, an eminent scientist, made a burlesque of a scientific address. That morning, the third uncle, Andrew, was found seated on the floor playing with toys. The three are sane, sober and re spected men. Wells asks Owen Miles, detec tive sergeant, to investgate, and Miles becomes butler in the house hold. 'GO ON WITH THE STORY ‘‘You’re talking like an ass and worse—a coward!” Andrew intercepted with a sudden, subdude fury. •“Jerry’s all right but you’ve forgot ten Hobart’s .girl! Could she live down the fact that her uncle was a suicide?” “You know what chances we have of averting what is coming!” Roger laughed in a strained falsetto which made the listening detective shud der in spite of himself and there was a quick movement in the room. “Pat had better live with the knowledge that one or both of her uncles— ■and her father as well—had died by their own hands than that all three of them were—!” “Here! None of that!” Andrew cried. He had '-evidently thrown caution to the winds for his tones had risen to a bellow and a door opened down the hall. Miles re treated hastily toward his screening corner of the wall near the back stairs but not before the sound of a heavy struggle came from the room where the brothers were, followed by an oath and the tinkle and crash pf shattered glass. At the thought. Miles sprang downstairs and darting out the win dow he concealed himself in the sha dow of one of the great pillars. No one was in sight. Leaping from the porch he ran around the rear of the house to the other side. The pan try was dark now but the two faint patches of light from Roger’s room still fell upn the sparse grass of last year’s lawn. In. the glow of the farther one, something glistened like diamonds. Broken glass. He had anticipat ed a pistol or perhaps even a knife of some sort but not a bottle! Throwing himself flat upon his ■face, the detective writhed inch by inch along the ground until he was close to the scattered fragments of the bottle and then he saw among then a number of tiny white tab lets. -Seizing a handful of the gra vel and tablets together, Miles stuff ed it into a pocket of his trousers and ran swiftly around the house to the library window. CHAPTER V Carter was ill the following morn ing—a touch of sciatica—and the new houseman was forced to as sume the more complex duties. Under the kindly guidance of .Pierre, he finished arranging the table for breakfast and then remem bered the mail. When he had clean ed the lower hall a short time before it had not arrived, but now a small heap of letters and rolled circulars and perodicals lay upon the table and he sorted them rapidly. There was nothing for Andrew Drake nor Miss Patricia, but a formidable pile of correspondence awaited Roger .and several letters were addressed to Miss Jerusha. There was only one envelope to place beside Hobart Drake’s plate. Miles noted idly that it was plain, with a typed address and a New York City postmark. Then he hur ried out and returned with the fruit just as {be elder Miss Drake enter ed. “Good morning, William.” She inclined. her head formerly. “I see you have made a good beginning. ■Mehitabel, my maid, tells me that Carter is ill and yau have assumed his duties.” The three, brothers entered almost together and took their places with a perfunctory greeting to their sis ter. Roger seemed drooping and Shaken and his drawn, young-old face paled as his glance fell on the heap of correspondence beside his plate. He pushed It aside With a gesture of horror and Andrew re marked: “More scientific criticism, I sup pose? Throw it all in the fire, old itaan, and don’t bother your head about it!” Patricia’s entrance created a break in the tenseness of the atmos phere, and she eyed the detective in started, confused recognition, but his expression was bland until he reached the shelter of the pantry to which her gaze followed him, when he risked a quick nod of warning and. assurance. A slight flush suf fused her face and she turned to her father, only to exclaim in amaze ment and alarm: “Daddy‘ What is it?" Only Miss Drake was silent but her eyes were fixed with burning in tensity upon the empurpled counten ance of her youngest brother as he brought his fist, clenching the soli tary letter, down violently upon the table. “Trouble?” he repeated hoarsely. “Trouble enough!—It’s each man for himself when you stand with your back against the wall, and I’m going to fight!” He strode from the room with the open letter still in his hand aqd they heard the library door close behnd him and the key turn in the lock. The meal ended shortly and Miles was clearing away the dishes and silver when he observed that the en velope of the letter which had caus ed Hobart Drake such agitation was still lying where he had dropped it, on the floor beside his chair. He stooped, hastily and pocketed it and then finished his work in the dining room. He had started for the back stairs when Miss Drake asked: “William, .do you know how to drive a car?” Had. the opportunity presented it self to send the promised wire to Scotty? The detective gave an in ward start. “Yes, ma’am.” “That is fortunate, William. Mr. Hobart must be taken to the station at once.” iMiles brought the car to the door to find Hobart waiting on the porch steps, watch in hand. “Get me to the station as quick as you can.” The train was just pulling in as he drew up at the station platform. M'iles noted the significant glances and nudges of the loungers as they recognized Hobart Drake and real ized the humiliation which his young, Miss Patricia, must have en dured. His thoughts returned again to her, the innocent victim of the mys terious calamity whi^li had overtak en her people, when after he had safely dispatched bis wire to Scottie, he was bowling slowly back to the house. It did not come wholly as a surprise when he was hailed by an athletic-looking young man who stood by a low, red runabout at the edge of the road>. The young man advanced and leaned confidently over the wheel. “My name’s Richard Kemp. I’ll give you five dollars jf you’ll take a note to, the young lady up there, Miss Patricia, and see that she gets it quietly. Do you understand?” In a quick flash of memory Miles recalled the deep blush which had mounted in the young girl’s face when during their first interview at John Wells’ offce she mentioned the “Kemp place,” and a light broke over him. “I think I do, sir.” He smiled slightly. “You’re all right!” Kemp clapp ed him on the shoulder. “There won’t be any immediate answer but I’ll be at—at the place she knows every evening at six, sharp. Here you are!” He produced an envelope and a five dollar bill, both of which Miles accepted gravely. “Thank you, sir. I’ll deliver the note myself. Good-bye, sir.” He drove speedily back to the Drake estate and around to the ga rage to put up the car. As Miles descended from the car he beheld a battle-scarred tom cat clawjng to reach a plate of stale meat on a high shelf, and an inspiration came to him. Taking the envelope from his pocket containing the five tablets he selected one of them and, rolling it in a small piece of meat he 'dropp ed it on the floor. With a growl the cat pounced upon it. For a moment the animal crouched, and then its eyes widened with a look of almost 'human surprise. ,lt rose turned in a quavering half-circle and then all at once relaxed rather than, fell upon its side with all four feet outstretched and the lurid eyes filmed. 1 So Roger had not been bluffing, after all! As Miles replaced the en velope in his pocket, his fingers came in contact with another, the one which Hobart Drake had dropp ed on the dining room floor. What could it. have contained to drive him into such a tempest of fury.? The detective was turning if over speculatively in his hands when sud denly he uttered, a sharp exclama tion. He needed no magnifying glass to verify the truth; the can celed stamp had been transferred from another envelope and the post- She Sunday School Wesson By CHARLES G. TRUMBULL, Litt, D, (Editor of the Sunday School Times) SPIRITUAL GIFTS Sunday, Oct. 14—1 Corinthians, 12 to 14. Golden Text Now abideth hope, faith, love, (charity), these three; but the greatest of these is love (charity.) (1. Cor. 13:13.) The three chapters chosen for this lesson rightly bear the title “Spirit ual Gifts” for they discuss and set forth, as only the Holy Spirit Himself could do through inspired men, the truth of God concerning “pneuma. tika,” which is the Greek word trans lated, “spiritual gifts.” It means literally “spiritual,” that is, "mat ters of or from the Holy Spirit.” Paul is writing, not to unsaved people or men of the world, but to believers, born-again children of God by faith in Jesus Christ. 1-Ie reminds them “that no man speak ing by the Spirit of God calleth Je sus accursed: and mat no man can say that Jesus is the word but by the Holy Ghost.” In other words, only after a man has let the Holy Spirit of God come into his life, by faith in Christ as Saviour, can he call Je sus the Lord of his life, it requires the supernatural work of the Holy Spirit in our lives to enable us to say truthfully that Jesus is our Lord But different Christians have dif ferent gifts from this same Hol^ Spirit. All have one and the same Spirit; not all have the same gifts of the Spirit. But every believer is to profit by whatever gift or man ifestation of the Spirit he has. Then the Apostle names nine dif ferent .gifts, or “pneumatika,” that may be given by the Holy Spirit to various Christians. Here they are: The word of wisdom. The word of knowledge. Faith. The gifts of healing. The working of miracles. Prophecy. Discerning of spirits. Divers kinds of tongues. The interpretation of tongues. An interesting study may be had in class by the thoughtful and Spirit ual discussion of each of these nine gifts. It is significant that we are plainly told that they are not all given to every believer. But there is only one Divine Spirit, “dividing to every man severally as He will.” Then follows the marvelous truth concerning the so-called mystical body of Christ, of which every Christian is a member. “For by one Spirit are we all baptized into one body.” As every member of a physical body needs every other member, so every Christian needs mark was a forgery. The letter had never passed through the mails! CHAPTER VI It was close to midnight when a stocky figure enveloped in a heavy Ulster wormed, its way through a gap in the hedge and started a cir cuitous course about the Drake house. A faint glimmer showed on the third floor and silhouetted against the dim patch of light appeared the profile of a man. The watch below picked up a handful of loose gravel which he flung against the window. Almost instantly the light was ex tinguished, there came the slight, grating sound of a carefully raised sash, and the tiny sark of a cigaret gleamed out above the sill. A low, peculiar whistle emanated from the lips of lie nocturnal visitor and the cigaret, describing a wide arch, fell upon the lawn, almost at his feet as the window was softly closed once more. Tn a few moments the kitchen door opened and Owen Miles in the sweater and sneakers of his nightly vigil slipped around the corner of the hone. “Scottie, old scout! I knew you’d try to get in touch with me if you could and I’ve been making a motion picture “still” of myself against that window shade ever since 9 o’clock,” he whispered. "Have you learned anything?” (To be continued) THE BILLBOARD PASSING AVe believe that before many years have passed, the unsightly billboards that mar the country from end to end will be a thing of the past. Que bec has taken the lead in this re spect and a provincial law now con fers upon the municipalities the po wer to prohibit that medium of pub licity when it is considered to be a detriment to the community, Other provinces will in all likelihood follow the example of Quebec in assisting the communities to wipe out un sightly billboards which too often are a blot on the fair face of nature. Hubby—T want something exciting to read—-something really blood curdling. Wifey—Here is my dressmaker’s bill, dear! every other Christian. In a human body the foot, the hand, the ear, the eye all need one another; their func tions and responsibilities are differ ent, but “the eye cannot say unto the hand: I have no need of thee.” It is evident that “there should be no schism in the body, but that the members should have the same care one for another. And whether one member suffer, all the members suf fer with it; or one member be hon ored, all the members rejoice with it. “Now ye are the body of Christ, and members in particular.” How sadly evident it is that the Church of Christ has forgotten and dishonored this great fact of the vi tal inter-relationship of all her mem bers! And how logically and vitally follows the necessity of love among the members of the body. That is why Chapter 13 follows Chapter 12. Paul shows that no matter what wonderful gifts one may have from the Holy Spirit, if they are not go verned and administered in love the possessor is “as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.” He goes on to describe by inspiration what a Wed nesday editorial in the Globe recent ly called “The Miracle of Love.” For this love is nothing less than mirac ulous: it suffers long, it is kind, it does not envy, it vauntieth not it self, is not puffed up, never behaves unseemly, never sees its own inter ests, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil, never rejoices in iniquity but only in the truth; this miracle love, “beareth all thiiigs, believeth all things, hopeth all things endureth all things. Love never faileth.” One may well say of such love, “With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible. (Matt. 19:26 The climax of the chapter brings faith, hope and love before us, three great characteristics of the truly Christian life, which every member of the body of Christ ought to have. “But the greatest of these is love.” Why is it greatest? May not this be the answer? There is a sense in which God does not need to have faith as we need it, for faith acts without sight, and God sees all things as we cannot. Nor does God need hope as the child of God does, for hope looks forward to a future fulfillment, and God sees the end from the beginning, living in a timeless eternity. But, while God Himself may not need to exer cise either faith or hope, “God is • lov^,” and always His- exercises love, That which is of the eternal charac ter of God is greater than the tem porary gifts that God’s children need until they know even as also they are known. And they may manifest His own miraculous love even in this present life. HENSALL AVOAIEN’S MISSIONARY SOCIETY Th© W. M. S. of the United church held its monthly meeting in the basement of the church on Thurs day afternoon with the president, Mrs. McDonell in the chair. The meeting opened with the doxology, followed by the Lord’s prayer, after which Mrs. Hedd’en, rendered a very pleasing solo entitled “Send Out the Sunlight,” accompanied on the piano by Miss Eleanor Fisher. This was followed by the roll-call, which found thirty-two members present. The thank-offering collection was then taken up and was most grati fying. Mrs. Hobkirk reported hav ing called on fifteen sick and shut- ins, during the past month; Mrs. Stacey and Mrs. Lammie appointed to look after the sick and shut-ins for this coming month. The presi dent announced that there was a large number of sealers at Scott’s store, which they would like filled with fruit and pickles to be sent to the Deaconess’ Home in Toronto. Mrs. Wilson led in prayer, after which a devotional leaflet, was giv en by Mrs. A. Sinclair. The study book, “Drums of Dark ness” was taken up, and the first chapter was very ably taken and illustrated on the blackboard, by Miss A. Consitt. the second chapter pertaining to the Portugues, was taken by Mrs. McDonell, “What of the Slave Trade”; Mrs. A. AV. E. Hemphill, “What the Early Christ ian Workers Failed in and the Re sults”; Mrs. E. McQueenfi “Protes tant Missions”; (Mrs. Angus McDon ald, “The Section of Afica, where the United church has a special in terest, is “Bantus in Angola,” Mrs. A. Scruton. Mrs. J. AV. Skinner who has very ably filled the position as corres ponding secretary for the past year, handed in her resignation on ac count of her leaving Hensall in the neai' future, Mrs, Wm. Buchanan closed the meeting with prayer. At< the conclusion, Miss Consitt moved that a new corresponding secretary be named, for the balance of the year and Mrs. J. Elder was appoint ed. The Ladies’ Aid held a short meeting following the W. M. S. meeting to discuss some important business in connection with their bazaar which they intend to hold in the near future. They decided to hold a supper in connection with the Our Comer Salesman—“This machine will cut your work in half? Customer—-“Let me have two.”♦ * * * * * * * » Do you think your son will make a good business man? “I dunno. He’s a rotten golfer.”• * * * ♦ * • ♦ • “Rufus, this road is awful steep. Can’t 1 get a donkey to take me up?’ “Lean on me, darling.”*** *** •*** “I had to kill my dog this morn ing.” “Was he mad?” “Well, he didn’t seem too well pleased.”* * * *** Mother—Mabel, why do you take two pieces of cake? Mabel—“Cause you told me not to ask twice for it.* * * * * * » Father—“Why are you always be hind with your studies, Johnny?” Johnny—“So that I can pursue them, father.♦t* *** m Grocer—Did the mushrooms, I sent you do for the whole family? Cutomer—Almost. We are still un der the doctor’s care.* * * * * * * * * Marketer—I don’t care for the looks of this rock fish. Marketman—Well, madam, if it’s looks you want, why not buy a goldfish?« « 4< * * * * * C Brown—The doctor’ said he’d put me on my feet again in six weeks. Smyth—And did he? Brown—Yes, I had to sell my car to pay 'his bill.* * * * * * ** :f: “Hullo, what are you doing'here, old fellow?” “Pm on my honeymoon.” “Well, where’s your wife?” “Well, somebody had to stay at home and mind the shop.”* * * * * * * * * Guest—Waiter, did you say that this was genuine turtle soup? AValter—Yes sir. It was made out of the water of a pond near here in which a turtle was kept last sum mer. * * * * * * * * * A Scottish minister who was tak ing tea with one of his parishioners, remarked to his hostess, that the teapot had but a poor spout. “Aye, Aye,” she replied. “It’s just yer- sel’. It has an unco’ bad delivery.V * * » » * *■**> Inventor’s Trimph I eat my peas with honey, I have done it all my life; They do taste kind of funny, But it keeps them on the knife. STOP POTATO DISTRIBUTION The Ontario Department of Agri culture has given notice that the dis tribution of potatoes to school chil dren will be discontinued. There will, however, be classes at the school fall fairs, the exhibits to come from the home gardens. The reason for this attitude on the part of the Department is expense and the difficulty in handling the distri bution. WHY DISSIPATE SKILL? Last Saturday the Plowman, writing for the farm page of The Times- Journal, drew .attention to a fact of more than passing interest. He told of meeting a. farmer who was d'own in the pluck because his only son had left home that morning to prepare to enter the already, crowded ranks of the medical profession. This farmer had brought his farm and his home to the tip-top of perfection. The home was adjacent to the city. There was no problem of companion ship, of isolation, of drudgery, of loneliness, or lack of funds. The boy simply was not content with farming. The Plowman pointed out that this means the loss of nearly all that this superior farmer had won in a lifetime of soil improvement and herd building. In fifteen years that farm will be back to the dead level of neighborhood mediocrity. The herd will have passed into the hands of owners who see nothing special in a highly developed animal. AVorse still, the Plowman deplored the knowledge that what this farmer had won at the cost of fifty years of la bor, study and disappointments will all vanish like smoke. Now, this farmer, very wisely, let his grown son follow his bent. He and society wish the young man well. But what can be done to prevent the loss this father fears is inevit- ble? Is there not some way in which the mastery of corn growing and of general crop production, and of outstanding skill in herdismanship may be preserved to enrich the agri cultural life of the province? If this farmer’s son will not learn from his father, is it not the duty of so ciety to see that this winner in agri culture be so placed that he can pass on his special knowledge to those who are willing to learn? Why should not methods of agri cultural craftsmanship that have won consistently for two score years be come the heritage of the farmers of the province? No art or science makes progress when it ignores the methods, the principles and the at tainments of its best exponents and exemplars.—-St Thomas Times-Jour- iftl. —■■■■I.!........................................ ........................ 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