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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1937-05-27, Page 2THURSDAY, MAY 27th, 1037 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE SIXTH INSTALLMENT i that reason, too, Ellen admitted to • that * Vi txt*Q n 1 P IrvtrrAr] Tnhn 'Danhom Uniherself. She loved John Benham. ■She loved him through the ages it seemed. From the first time he had bent those clear, flawless eyes upon her he had taken her heart though she had not realized it until he .had turned away from her in the Indian camp and crashed the damning whisky bottle against a tree, Then she had know7n, and the knowledge had exacted a (bitterness of thought and feeling that had borne down upon -her with a crush­ ing, It was that in tjie bow of the canoe on Benham’s trail. If he were guilty, . then she would battle side by side with him to do what she could to brighten whatever exactness the law might impose. If .he could, by some Divine aid, prove his innocence, then she must also be there beside him and ask forgiveness for her part in his uciiin icovxvw UXXO.V accusation.nffi^h^foi^her °father. She! She never thought that her utter . . __ ___ nhnnprn in cni-rif mip’hf Ihn Yi.ntort hv SYNOPSIS: Ellen Mackay, on her way from school at Winnipeg, to join her father at Fort Edson, misses the boat by which he was to travel, Hearing that another boat is to start north in the morn­ ing, Ellen goes to the owner, John Benham, and begs him to give her a passage. To her surprise he flat­ ly refuses. Angry and puzzled, Ellen tells Pat McClatchney, a kindly old Storekeeper of her difficulty, and Pat with the help of one of Ben­ ham’s crew, succeeds in getting Ellen on board as a stowaway. 'When the vessel is well under way Ellen emerges from her hid­ ing place and faces John Benham, who now cannot help taking her with him. During the voyage Ellen begins to be strongly attracted by John. But when s>he reaches Fort Edson she finds her father broken, ill and disgraced, and learns that his troubles are due to- one man— John Benham. Instantly Ellen resolves that she wi will reinstate him son Bay Company, and will show up for what he really resisting weight. mattered, not, now, that she responsible for the information had set this cold, brusque man John Benham was innocent, here was proof irrefutable. txeter (Jinufi-Aliuuratr Established 1873 and 1887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday morning SUBSCRIPTION—?2.0(0 per year In advance RATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for first four insertions. 25c. each subse­ quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar* tides. To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six words. Reading notices 10c. per line, Card of Thanks 50c, Legal ad­ vertising 12 and 8c. per line. In Memoriam, with one verse 50c. extra verses 25c, each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association of furs directly to Fort Edson. Your father can grade them and put down a blanket credit on the books. Then it will be up to him and yourself to see that these starving tribes you have visited are carried through the coming winter with food and proper supplies. These supplies can be charged out against the fur credit. “And no doulbt there are other tribes that Deteroux has not been able to reach yet. When he fails to show up they will come slinking in to the fort with their furs. They won’t dare wait too long. What do you think of the scheme?” “It—it is wonderful,” breathed Ellen ecstatically knowing what it would mean to Angus Mackey to have this big shipment of high-grade furs come into his post. “And I pledge myself to see that the tribes are cared for. But how are you go­ ing to get the cargoes to the fort?” “You’ll see,” chuckled Whitlow. He turned to the breed again. ‘Where is Deteroux now?” The breed waved a arm up-stream “M’sieu Deteroux, she’s at dat Cree Camp at Mink Lake.’ Whitlow shot a swift glance at Ellen, who distinctly paled at this information. “Was John Benham there also?” demanded Whitlow. The breed shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “I no see ’um.” “‘Very well,” nodded Whitlow curtly. He unearthed a notebook and pencil (from his pack and wrote a swift message to Angus Mackay. This he tore out and folded. Then,, starting with the Ibreed, he went slowly over the entire crew of the boats. Each man he stopped in front of he stared at closely and scribbled swiftly in the notebook. The men were uncomfortable, ner­ vous, and they would not meet his eyes. When he had made a com­ plete round Whitlow came back to the breed and handed to him the note he had written Angus Mackay. But Then she straightened again. Whit­ low was speaking and his words brought -comfort. “I think you are lying,” snapped the trooper. IThen old Moosac stirred. “I .know for sure that he lies,” stated the old Indian calmly in his mother tongue. 'That man is Deteroux’s man. I have seen them often lies,” ‘What’s that?” Moosac sharply, don’t understand “He says—he says that man is Bernard Deteroux’s man,” interrupt­ ed Ellen scarcely able to speak for the sudden tumult which broke with­ in her. “Is that true?” growled Whitlow, whirling back on the Ibreed. Tell me the truth, or you’ll answer to the law. Speak up.” The ’breed paled visibly, sullen features grew Whitlow stepped closer to fingers working. “Speak growled. “Answer me or handle you.” Plainly the ’breed tween two fears—one should he speak, the cold-eyed member of even the most ignorant savage in the north knew was infallible and all- powerful. It was the fact that one threat was present while the other was absent which decide him. He gave a grudg­ ing nod. “Oui-oui, M’sieu. I am Deteroux’s man.” “Ah!” Whitlow straightened and found time to flash a triumphant glance at Ellen. Then he turned Iback on the breed again. “Where ey?” “Down muttered oux, she’s meet us then, an’ she’s head for dat Yellowknife Revair.” Whitlow nodded. “Land this boat on the beach and have the rest fol­ low suit,” he commanded crisply. 'Guttural orders followed, and the "York boats beached side by side. With deft sureness Whitlow exam­ ined the cargoes. Only one boat contained whiskey. The other three were loaded with baled 'furs. Whit­ low nodded as though some unspoken conjecture had found substantiation. He pointed at the whiskey. ‘“In the river with it,” .he com­ manded. “Every drop.” The now thoroughly frightened and subdued breed went to work with a will. The bottles were smash­ ed across the gunwale, and the heads of the kegs were pounded in with a hatchet and their contents poured into the racing green water, sweet, strong odour of raw alcohol cut through the air. When the last drop of the stuff was gone, and the headless kegs dancing down stream, Whitlow turn­ ed to Ellen. His face was glowing with the vindication of a friend. “You see where your evidence points now, Miss Mackay?” Ellen nodded soberly, but her eyes were brilliant. “You can’t guess how happy it makes me,” she ans­ wered. Whitlow grinned broadly. “I can guess better than you think. Ther-e —there, don’t blush so. But you own John Benham a real apology.” Ellen’s gaze was unwavering. “I intend to give it—fully. ‘“Fine. I knew Benham was clean stuff. But Deteroux, he’ll answer, and answer plenty. I promise you.1 He’s been playing a deep game. Un­ der the guise of a Hudson Bay em­ ployee he has been robbing the men who trusted him. “Thinking of it now, it was simple. His job was to come and go. He had legitimate access to every lake and river in the Dominion, and no one would question his cargoes except on a long chance like this which he was prepared to gamble on. “He knew the weakness of the In­ dians. He traded his whiskey to them for their choicest furs. The poorest of the lot he left them to get what they could from your father at Fort Edson. “And—il have heard of your fa­ thers dilemma. This evidence will no doubt give Mm complete exonera­ tion. I’ll see that my version of it gets to Hudson Bay Headquarters. “You are very kind,” murmured the girl. “It—-it means everything to father.” “I know,” nodded Whitlow. “But Deteroux—the filthy swine! What a rotten game he’s been playing. And be knew the poor devils of Indians would not dare breathe a word of this nefarious trade, in fear of what the law might do to them. The re­ putation of my organization does not always work as it should, Miss Mac­ kay. 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Beer, EXETERBut his obstinate, him, his up,” I’ll he mis-Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office; Carling Block EXETER, ONT. - dosed Wednesday Afternoons shock of the accident. Miss Stanley was born in Lucan a daughter of the late Bernard and Maria Stanley. She received her education at Hellmuth (Ladies College in London and then spent all her life in Lucan. She was a member or the Anglican Church. She is survived ‘by one brother, Aljoe Stanley, of Aylmer. Three other brothers and a sister predeceased her. change in spirit might Ibe noted by Trooper Whitlow'. But he had noted, it, and knew7 that it dated from that moment, when he had told of John Benham’s parents. There were times, now, as he sensed the burbling spir­ its of the girl, when just the shadow thoughts ■ of a ‘ .................... eyes. In and looked at her with steady, undying, dog-like adoration. For two days they pressed north­ ward towards Mink Lake, and the trooper and Moosac paddled from before dawn until long after dark. Their camps were swiftly and fru­ gally prepared. The policeman and the old Indian ate quickly, and sought their blankets to combat the weariness of their ceaseless paddl­ ing. So it was that Ellen had long hours to herself through the day and beside the tiny fire at night in which to think. (There were times when these thoughts frightened her, and where, at the start of the trip, she had been consumed with eagerness, now her heart would .fail her- and she dread­ ed the moment when she must again face John Benham and steel herself to the scorne and reproach his glance would hold. An then, on the morning of the third day, there came an interrup­ tion in their steady progress. At a sharp turn of the river they met four heavily-laden York boats, manned by a motley crew of half­ breeds and Yellowknife Indians. Trooper Whitlow studied the boats and cargoes keenly and suddenly, just as the last boat was about to pass them he signalled Moosac, and whirled the canoe about in pursuit. At first the boat crews, bent to their oars frantically, but when they saw the swift ease with which the feather-like canoe overhauled them, they ceased rowing and crouched back, sullen and angry. Whitlow guided the canoe to the rear boat and stepped aboard with hardy a look at the crew he flung back the tarpaulin covering the car­ go to disclose several small oaken kegs and numerous cases of Ibottles. Catching up one of the bottles, he smashed it across the gunwale of the boat and sniffed the shattered rem­ nant he held in his hand. Then he turned on the crew sternly. “Where did you get this whisky?” he demanded, his voice harsh and uncompromising. Ellen crouched in her canoe, her eyes wide, hei’ heart thundering in her breast, Moosac’s beady orbs were gleaming in ferocious joy. “Hurry up,” snapped the trooper again. “Where did wiskey?” The crew squirmed and bent a common surly-Iooking ’breed member, individual cleared his throat several times before his spirit broke under the Iboring scrutiny of the policeman. “Dat wiskee—she’s John Ben­ ham’s wiskee.’ Ellen, who .had been leaning for­ ward, tense and breathless, sagged back, shaking and heart-sick. Some­ thing seemed to have snapped with­ in her. She knew now that all along she had been hoping against hope. with the Hud- his employers, John Benham is. torn be-was of his master, other o<f this a force that grim smile flickered across his the stern of the canoe, stoic still of feature, old Moosac (Continued next week) MISS MARY E. STANLEY Miss Mary Stanley, a lifelong resi­ dent of Lucan, died on Saturday in St. Joseph’s Hospital, London, after six weeks illness that resulted from a fall. She was 7>0- years of age. Miss Stanley, who had not been in good health, fell down a flight of stairs at a neighbor's home in Lucan six weeks ago and suffered a frac­ tured leg. (She failed to survive the her listless immediately dissipated, the old factor that found first. “But—but—'Bernard of our company, claims to Dr. H. H. COWEN, L.D.S.,D.DS. DENTAL SURGEON Successor to the late Dr. Atkinson Office opposite the Post Office, Main Street, Exeter Office 36w Telephones Res. 38J Closed Wednesday Afternoons are you taking this w.liisk- Deteroux is a liar!” stated coldly. Mackay was a scrupulous- Even what few en- Ellen and Angus Mackay sat in stunned silence. Ellen’s were so kaleidoscopic she was utter­ ly at a loss for expression. Yet. enough it seemed, a black shadow had been lifted from her world. There was no reason for this emo­ tion, no ground for it whatever, but it persisted and filled .her with a growing thrill before weariness It was his voice Deteroux, have proof that Benham is a half­ breed. “Then Whitlow Angus ly honest man. emies he may have had, had to ad­ mit this. That honesty came to light now. “In that case,” -he muttered. “In that case I have done John Benham a grievous wrong. “Spoken like a man, factor,” nod­ ded "Whitlow. He rose to his feet. "I must leave immediately. Benham’s trail should be easy to pick up, seeing that he was at Mink Lake three days ago, Miss Mackay.” He smiled slightly. “For official reasons I wish you might Ibe a man for the next week or so. I would like you to be with me when I face Benham. Your evidence at such a time would be invaluable in wdinging a iconfession from .him. Given too much time aftei’ his cap­ ture for scheming, and he may think of a way out.” Ellen rose to ner feet also. “That need not worry you, Trooper Whit­ low,” she stated quietly. “I had al­ ready made up my mind to return immediately. I will be ready in a hour.” Angus 'But you “I am was,” broke in Ellen with a queer smile. “In an hour, Trooper.” There was a vast difference in the trip back to Mink Lake for Ellen. Coming out, she had travelled thro’ a drab, lowering world in which not one iota of worthiness existed. She had heard nothing, seen less. Her spirits had plumbed the depths and remained there. It seemed there was no (brightness, no beauty, no truth in all the universe. Now, however, it was different. The sheen of sunlit water, the whis­ pering incense of the forest, the gay laughter of the birds, all were re­ sponded to in kind by a thrilling, inner consciousness. Ellen made no further attempt to blind herself to the reason for this change. She knew, and found warm joy in the finding. Ellen Mackay Was honest with herself. John Benham was not a half-breed This knowledge rang through her mind like the chiming of some bril­ liant tongued bell. Over and over the words rhymed, and she clung to them as to something precious and indissoluble. There was a reason for this and Mackay began to object, are weary, lass. You — not nearly as weary as I you get this in their seats gaze upon a This How You May Get Rid of Those Painful Boils RURDOCK 4 ITTERS When boils start to break out it is aa evidence the blood is clogged up with Im­ purities and requires to be thoroughly purified by a good blood medicine. We believe there is no better blood cleansing medicine than Burdock * Blood Bitters. It helps to remove the foul matter from the blood, hud once the blood is purified the boils disappear and your misery at an end. 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