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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1939-10-05, Page 2'l'HVRSBAX, OCTOBER. 5th, 1039 THE EXETER T1MES-ADVOCATE in mini iiiiiiiiii num ♦J’ By Isabel Waitt miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Not Aunt Nella. She’d never let anybody do her bidding, nor pass on a sum like that. Uncle Wylie I discarded. Roddy Lane But why should he want the old church? He did, I knew, because he’d said so. He’d also said he was planning to hid at the auction. "Prepare for some lively bidding,” he’d said that night at supper. Would he mail me cash and then bid, too? Not like­ ly. Not unless—could he be that subtle Could he have chosen this method, for reasons of his own, and be hiding around the Head? In which case he’d blown up the bridge and killed Brown. The fire might have been an accident, but the hand I’d seen in the sea chest There’s something about hand—Ugh! Fleeing in Fear I could feel little chills up and down my spine. Any minute I expected to hear a voiee demand back its $500. I ran into the hall, and, as the old stairs creaked be­ hind me, I paced down, nearly los­ ing my balance, and screaming as I went. The whole piazza rose in a mass and came running to me. “Judy!” Aunt Nella cried. “What’s the met me at the to him. “Are “Sure she’s M iiiii wasn’t, a dead creeping matter, Judy?” Hugh stairs and caught you all right?” all right.” Bessie between her brother and me. “I—I’m nervous, I guess,” tered, sitting down oxx the “It’s nothing, really. Go — with your seance." “See anyone upstairs?” Lily want­ ed to know. “Of course not,” Goodness, I must not give way like that. I don’t know why I screamed. Got to think­ ing of what I saw in the chest.” “We’re all pretty much keyed up. Auntie said. “Judy, you come out to the kitchen and help me start the chowder." But I wouldn’t. I signaled to Vic­ tor Quade, and when he came over to my side I whispered; “Just you. Come." I went on into my little and he scattered the rest, they all want a breathing Why not go in a body down at the Pirate’s Mouth, and the golf club, to see if someone had borrowed Mr. Norcross'? Would they ■wait for him? ten minutes? They would. “Well, Miss ing you?” Victox* sat down in the old morris chair where Uncle Wylie often retreated with his pipe when things got too warm for him in the kitchen. Judy Tells About Letter I closed the door. When I turned and saw Victor Quade's glowing eyes boring darkly into mine, I was struck again by his odd resemblance to Roddy Lane. If Lane had had a brother—! But I knew better. And when he smiled at me, how different from the Lane cent teeth! I sighed faintly, think­ ing for a moment how handsome the man was. Then I plunged into the strange incident of the letter. “An anonymous letter, you say?” “It was merely signed—'A friend’ Enclosed were forty twenty-dollar bills.” "May I felt idiot I’d drawer—the first place any would look. I had to admit been a chump; that the letter gone. Victox* began to rock backward and forward in the gawky old chair, sitting up on the edge of it now, as if the swaying movement helped him to think. He shook his head slowly and smiled at me: “You couldn’t know, of course, but I’m afraid you did pull a boner.” “But he said. ‘Don’t tell a'soul.’ Oh, I'm not excusing myself. I know it was stupid. The ‘sentimental reasons’ got me. And that's another thing.—before the auction, when we the guests, I mean, were all discuss- Iwter 3Jimra-Ai»uucutt Eatubllslied 1873 and 1887 Exeter, Ontario jppbUehed every Thursday merniar SUBSCRIPTION—-12.0ib per year Id advance RATES—Farm or Real Estate for aale 80c. each insertion tor tlrat tour insertions. 25c. each sub»e- quenc insertion. Miscellaneous ar­ ticles, To Rent? Wanted, Rost, or Found 10 c*. per line of six words. Reading notices 10<?, per line. Card of Thanhs 59c. Legal ad* yertisjng 1? and 8c. per line. It Memorlam, with one verse 50c. extra verseB 25c, each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Jason,” he corrected himself hur­ riedly, “will let me give you this one and do her another. Fact is, 1 could use that money for an easel.” "Sure. Sell every chance yon get,” I ran down the steps where Mr. Quincy was thumping his cane and hollering. "Well, well, what are we waiting for?” Missing Scarf We were waiting tor Hugh Nor­ cross. He fluttered an orange silk scarf at his sister. "Tie your hair up with this, Bess. You’re right, that blue scarf has vanished. What of it. Get another for hajf-a-dollar.” "You could not. I paid two-sev­ enty five for that scarf last Christ­ mas. And it isn’t in any things, because I’ve hunted." “Well, it doesn’t matter,” said crossly. “J wish you’d it about that old scarf in the midst of—” They .Started on ahead. Bessie, although the morning was growing warmer every minute, so that I was 50 YEARS AGO October 3, 1889 Hamijton-Uren-By the Rev, T. Campbell, at the residence of bride’s father, on the 24th, William Hamilton, engineer, of Stratford, Susie, daughter" of William Uren, St, Marys. HalFSutton-At the residence the bride’s father, Clandeboye, the 17th pit, Thos. Hall, of Lucan, to Cora Sutton, daughter of Mr, Jas. Sutton, M.D., of Clandeboye. Muir-Hicks-At the Methodist par­ sonage, Varna, by the Bev. John Hartt, Mr. John Muir, section fore­ man, Seaforth, to Elizabeth Hicks, of the Township of Stanley. Armstrong-Hobson- At the resi­ dence of the bride's father, Gerrard street, Toronto, on the 20th pit., by the Rev. G. M. Milligan, W. J, Arm­ strong M.D., of Fullarton, to Susie Pillar, fourth daughter of Benjamin Hobson, Esq. McKean-Tucker - At the Roman Catholic church, Parkhill, Monday, September 23rd, by Rev. D. A. Mc­ Rae P.P., Mr. John McKean and Miss Lizzie Tucker, all of Parkhill. Laurie-Clarke-At the residence of the bride’s uncle, Mr. John Grieves, by the Rev. S. A. Carriere on the 11th, ult., Mr. James Laurie to Miss Amanda Clarke, both of McGillivray. M. the to of lO // pf on ' Rub Minard’s freely ipto your chest. Its penetrat- mg effectiveness relieve* congestion, and make* you feel better. Do th* ___e for ordinary sore throat;'' Or for aches and pains, sorenea* or stiffness, in muscle, joint or tired feet. Bar uff. too, yield* to Minard’s, tzie rubbing lini­ ment that’s been famous for ®over 60 years. Get a bottle at vour druggist’s today; keep it handy. U9 MINARD'S LINIMENT lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll I ‘‘Uh-huh. Even you found the wires cut.” He inquired then when I’d miss­ ed the letter, and I had to admit I’d only just discovered it wasn’t there when I went up to get it to Show to him, I hadn’t looked at it since I hid it under the paper lining bureau drawer. Somebody wasn’t taking chances of having his or hex* ture compared with the letter-writ­ ing, Maybe he was afraid of not disguising some peculiarity enough. __ ___ ____ _ Expexds can tell eveiy time. But now coinfortable In'xny sleeveless print, still wore her bespotted white sports , coat.[ The minister's eyes kept glancing jover his shouldex* at Mr. Quincy, who }vorked the wheels while Lily- Kendall up her of them, he do a lace with crystal beads? No, crystals, come to think of it, were broken. The jet would do. He could? She offered him $50 and he said, boy! would I wait for nxy church picture till he’d earned that? “Gladly.” “You, or rather, Mrs. Gerry, will get some of it back. If—If I get a few commissions, I’ll stay longer at the Head. It’s so beautiful here.” I glanced at him and smiled. Bless him! He was a tonic to fear. Maybe some of the boarders would follow suit and Aunt not be ruined, On But as we neared the cliff where you tpke the treacherous path down into the Pirate’s mouth, he held back shaking his head. “Not fox* me. I’ve that what-d’you-call-it phobia — when you’re afraid of high places? I •wouldn’t go down there for even $100.” “Nor I,” Bessie agreed, drawing back. “Why should anyone go down?” I asked. “You can see into the Pir­ ate’s Mouth by coining over to this rock and leaning over. You can do it, Mr. Quade. Mr. Norcross ox* Mr. DeWitt will hold youi* legs, kissing the blarney s^one,” (To be Continued) ing bidding in, the Rev. Jonas De 1 Witt used those very words.” “What words?” " ‘Sentimental x-easons.’ He’d like he said, to church for "Used to he not?" "Said so, though he had the Rockville con- grega—” Victor stopped me with a gesture. “I know. We want’to get going with the rest of the crew. We can inves­ tigate the minister and his prison record later. Think you could re- membex* most of that letter? Where was it postmarked? Notice the date? Three Questions Three questions. The postmark had been Boston. The date was blurred, but I’d found it in the let­ terbox which “Good day?’’ . Victor noddjed, prompting: “So the letter came in the regular mail, July 2? Who has come to the inn since then?" “Nobody but you,” I said, “Roddy came at suppertime tliat night.” “H-m-m-m,” Victor considered, his strong white hands patting nois- rne ]iiy together. “Quite a coincidence. (You get the wherewithal to buy the got ; church from an unknown. Roddy I Lane arrives. There's rumor he’s hidden bank funds somewhere on the Head, Lane disappears, though his car is still here. An old recluse is burned to death, who may have discovered Lane’s secret horde, ox* seen him uncovering it.” “But-but-—you’re forgetting the diamond ring!” I cried. “Roddy’d never leave that. Mr. Quincy noticed it that night and said it was a very valuable stone, remember?’’ “Judy, before you do anything else, jot down the letter. I’ll go along out now. You might tear out the page of signatures in your inn register. Copy that, couldn’t you? Maybe the writing of one of them would give you a clue." I began to shake. “You think one of oux* guests did it—a double mur­ der?” “Don’t go jumping to conclusions _____ _ __o„.__„_______ ___ like that. We’ve only one corpus!down from the third floor who had delicti. There may be another in 1 no business going there?” the sea. If ever we get into com- i j shook my head. I felt little fear, munication with the mainland, we | prickles creeping all ovei* me. ‘Turn may find out.” , (your back, Mr. Quade. I’ll get the “If we had some mush we’d have money out of my First Isome mush and milk if we had the you can keep it for me.” “Good girl!” He had own the old Quaker sentimental reasons,” hold services there, did Not since my time, the day before the auction, was, as he knew, July 3. heavens! Was it only yester- fal- when you in my any signa- same of my Hugh cheese Professional Cards I steps, go on office, Didn’t space? to look also at Meet at the steps in Unanimously. Judy, what’s bother- leer. Such magnifi- I see this epistle?” full of conrusion. What an been to leave it in a bureau -the first place I had to one I’d was ■ «Stop that Tickling In the Throat , That tickling in the throat is most distressing) and is caused by a cold settling in the throat. The dry, hard cough not only keeps you in misery all day long, but also prevents you getting a good night’s sleep. What, you heed to relieve tin's tickling cough is Dr. Wood’s Norway Pine Syrup. Tins valuable prepara- tion is composed of the most sooth­ ing and healing expectorant barks and herbs with which is combined the virtues of the world-famous Norway pine tree. When you ask for "Dr. Wood’s’-* see that you get it. Who T. Milburn Ob.* UA., Toronto, Ont. there’s only the contents, as you re­ member them, to go by.” “Then how did he make a boner? “Just this: If Old Man Brown I came in here he’d have been seen by one of the guests. Mr. Quincy is usually on the piazza. That Kendall woman is ubiquitous, No, Brown didn’t get in. I doubt if Lane did. His handwriting wasn’t there, you say. But somebody’s was. Somebody who was sparring for time till he found and destroyed sent you.” Victor’s hand was knob. “You keep Judy.” I flushed again. “But I don’t see —we could, always get them to give us a sample of their penmanship, 1 remember the funny caupital F ‘Friend’; it had a flourish on it.” Victor might have been talking to a child. ‘The point is, my dear, that the comparison is no longer impor­ tant—with the original gone. But it lets Lane and Brown out, in a way, and a possible third-party kill­ er in. Don’t you see?” Quade’s Methods “I thought you believed that alt the time, the way you were question­ ing everybody, Mr, Quade.” “Feeling my way. Hoping clue. But this—why this is fession; at least, that the who sent you the money to buy the church is one of your own guests. It puts you in a dangerous spot. After this, be careful of whom you sus­ pect—openly. Which one is it Judy? Any idea?” “Not a ghost. Been going batty ever since it happened.” “Haven’t caught any one coming GLADMAN & STANBURY (F. W. Gladman) BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, &c Money to Loan, Investments Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vaults for use of our Clients without charge EXETER and HEN SAIA. the letter he’d on the door­ close to me, in fox* a a con- person National isome mush and milk if we had the j milk.” “Exactly. Meanwhile, whether Lane killed Brown and swam the gut, or vice versa; or whether one ‘ of the inn crowd did them both in • me, suggesting I put them where the and is still with us, the fact remains your lettei* probably connected with it. The police will teai* the church to pieces. Dig up the basement. Blast the cliff. You get that letter* down, and suppose—” He checked himself, staring at me in a frowning way that made me wonder where I’d failed until he said: More Mystery “The rest of that money. hundred? Judy, he may want it back. That keep-the-change stuff might not go for so large a sum.” (My very thought.) Have you a safe here?” I laughed at the poor,” I reminded boarders!” “Well, don’t keep son. Where they new quence?” “In sequence? The didn’t think to look closely. They weren’t say. Not in order as ; them from a bank.” “They wouldn’t be. them is far too clever, back in your drawer. good idea to tell everybody about the letter you received, it’s loss, and that cash you this. trust all the time- or your uncle.” ;____ It was then I confessed that Aunt. well kept. Not oldish. Not veined, Nella was really no relative of mine, but rather plump. That was my im- nor her husband, either. ipression. It seemed to be pointing I could trust him, Victor said and *at as I hurried to rejoin Victor, the way he glanced at me made me ' blush till I was afraid he’d see it. I reached for the registei* to hide my confusion, and opened it at the blot- tez. “Mr. Quade, look! tures have been torn a clean handkerchief ready to receive the soiled roll of bills. After minute 'ex­ amination he handed them back to i Five idea, “We’re him. “Taking it guided the chair. She kept incessant chatter with all especially Mr. Potter. Could portrait of her in her pink beads? No, the Nella’s season would after all. the Cliff 25 YEARS AGO October 1, 1914 Mr. S. M. Sanders has disposed of his brick cottage on Albert Street oc­ cupied by Mr. Sylvan us Cann, to Mr. Nelson Coultis, of Usborne, who will take possession November 1st. Mrs. Brown and son who have been visiting for three months in Scotland returned home on Monday. Mrs. E. Follick and daughter Ma­ bel returned yesterday from a visit of two months with the former's son in British Columbia. Mrs. Harry Fowell, of Regina, ar­ rived Saturday to spend the winter with her mother-in-law, Mrs, F. Fowell. Mr. Fowell has again join­ ed the Mounted Police. Mr. Em Davis has rented the house on the corner of Huron and Carling street from Mrs. Brintnell and has moved in. Miss Jennie Hardy, stenographer, with Messrs. Gladman & Stanbury, for several years has resigned her position and leaves Thursday for Toronto where she will train for a Deaconess. •* i i Ota* ;•: J AlJLll* * HOTELS MMNWW LOCATED oKHomn CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, itc LOANS, INVESTMENTS, INSURANCE Office; Carling Block, Mjain Street EXETER, ONT. Like Mr. Don Davis has returned to his position as teller at the Canadian Bank of Commerce after in Toronto. Mr. A. J“. McTavish, of former Exeter merchant, old friends on Thursday. Mr., Reginald Bissett, been in Chatham for some time signed his position and has accept­ ed another in Detroit. Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. dosed Wednesday Afternoon* holidaying London, a called on who has re- One fairly sure way to prevent nose bleed is to keep out of other people’s business. A NEW WOMAN Dr. H. H. COWEN, L.D.S.,D.DS. DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the Post Office. Main Street, Exeter Office 3 6w Telephones Res. 36) Closed Wednesday Afternoon* ARTHUR WEBER LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY PRICES REASONABLE SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Phone 57-13 Dashwood R. R. No. 1, DASHWOOD 15 YEARS AGO October 2, 1924 The Stephen and Usborne Junior Farmers entertained the Junior In­ stitute to a corn roast Wednesday evening. Mr. C. C. Pilon has again taken over the Huron Garage on Main St. and Mr. M. B. Doyle has moved to Mr. Thorn Baker’s building, cornel* of Main and James streets. Mrs. A. E. Kuhn, is this week mov­ ing into Mr. C. B. Snell’s new house on Ann street. Mr. E. J. Wethey is moving into the residence on Wil­ iam street vacated by .Mrs. Kuhn. Brantford, Ont. — Mr s. Eloyd Simon of 9 Walter St. says: “I couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat and was just about skin and bones. I felt so very weak that I was just miserable. Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription made a different person of me. My appetite returned and I won back my normal good health and weight. I slept well and looked and felt like a new person." Life is pleasant if you are feeling good and "peppy. That s what Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription does for you. It restores a healthy appetite and >m- proves your digestion of nourishing food. Get Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription from your druggist today. FRANK TAYLOR LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY Prices Reasonable and Satisfaction Guaranteed EXETER P. O. or RING 188 GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Exeter SECRETARY-TREASURER B. W. F. BEAVERS ......-.....„ Exeter McGrath HACKNEY 1 tobteco bt itnoked USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Exeter, Ont. President ............. JOHN Kirkton, R. R. Vice-President .... JOHN Dublin, Ont. letter had been. “Let me handle this. You keep mum. Maybe I’ll spring a trap. Bills are from all over the country, and none in sequence. Smart boy, this criminal!” He reached over and laid a hand on my shoulder. “Be '.careful, won’t you?” “I’ll stick* like a burr,” I smiled thinly, following him out into the hall. Then I hurried upstaii*s and stuck the cash in my bureau drawex* and raced down. Chowder or no chowder, I was going with the party this time. They could eat canned soup if Auntie couldn’t manage by herself. Besides, Victox* had whetted my curiosity almost as much as xny fear by the warning he’d given me. I had no intention of staying behind and being grabbed and searched by some unknown assassin while the j menfolk were down by the Pirate’s |Mouth. I simply couldn’t believe the murderer was one of our guests and my own guess would have been ithat Lane was responsible. He knew ithe Head like a book. For all we j knew, he's swum the bay — some feat, I’ll admit, from the castle to Rockville. Not the gut; too danger­ ous. Maybe he’d left a bag nicely packed under a boathouse in Rock­ ville. He’d turn up. They’d see! Then fox* the second time I re­ called the flashing ring, would he have left it behind? That hand! I could visualize it plainly. Dead white i on your per­ bills? In se- > numbers? I at them very new. Old, I’d yon might get Whoever sent Put them Might be a whoever took it would find the ill the same place. I don’t want to go away by yourself after Keep with somebody you can -like your aunt J | We found the gang gathered ■ around Albion Potter, who was dab- < bling at his little church picture, ■adding clouds I couldn’t she. ! “Your aunt gave me some kero­ sene,” he beamed. | “Ain’t it swell?” shrilled Lily ! Kendall. j “Fine,” I said, wondering who on ledger, • earth would want it after what had waste-.happened there. . “If you like it, I’ll give it to you, "That’s. Miss Jason,” Potter said shyly, “Well, I’d be delighted, Mr. Tot­ ter.” I tried to sound sincere. “Do one for me and I’ll pay you See. back here. He was only a meal-!$25,” Lily said." I’m dying to have ‘One supper—75 cents.” There one to show my niece.” It is.” i “Twenty-five dollars!” Albion “And I suppose everybody’s been I was overcome. “Miss Kendall, I’ll in here to telephone.” | begin at once, Unless Judy — Miss I All the out!” XV torn t the signa- Farmers needing money to finance improvements which good business judgment approves, are invited to consult with our near­ est branch manager. The Bank of Montreal recognizes the need of farmers to keep their properties from becoming run­ down and their equipment from becoming obsolete. 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