HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1939-11-02, Page 6THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 19S0 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
By Isabel Waitt
“Queer, how you should be sure,” [ from sight, and I closed my eyes
Hugh flung at hint. “I’m not for- and silently said a little prayer* for
getting you knew where to find that • him. In no time I saw him climb
poor* woman/’ -ing'back again, coming towards us.
“Better not say too much, Nor-j I turned the wheelchair down the
cross,” Victor's teeth gleamed in a drive to meet him.
half smile. Why they might have j ‘Your Aunt Nella’s gonna be hop-
been exchanging pleasantries! “Was .ping mad,” he grinned. He rested a
not my scarf around her neck. J—
your sister ever find that blue one
of yours?”
“Damn you, Quade! Leave my sis
ter out of this. Do you think she
strangled the Kendall woman?”
“I think nothing. I’m only telling
you to keep quiet-—'better for you in
the end, the less you say.”
“Why damn your dirty insinu—”
Victor came out of the boathouse
and entered the garage, I wheeled
Mr. Quincy close to the door, beside
where Hugh stood scowling and sul
len, but he forgot his anger as the
men examined Roddy Lane’s car.
Gas in He!*!
gas in her!”
Did [moment to learn what the men were
some when
De
he
Not a Drop of
“Not a drop of
Witt discovered.
“Bet Lane had
drove in. Knew there wasn’t a filling
station this side of Rockville,” Pot
ter added.
“Remember how the fire burned
last night?” Victor asked. “No won
der we heard the combustion. But
that wouldn’t account for the bridge.
“You think the killer drained the
tank and threw the gasoline on the
fish house ”
“Not on the fish house, De Witt,
but on the body inside.”
Uncle Wylie stuck his head in the
door. He had a piece of sailcloth
under his arm. “Mrs. Gerry says to
tell you that lunch is ready,” he said
Nobody moved. “Well, I’ve told
you, so ’t ain’t my fault if every
thin’s cold. This do for down yon
der?”
Victor nodded, and my uncle start
ed off.
“Here, wait! Don’t go alone, Un
cle Wylie!” I shouted.
“He’ll be O.K., Judy. Go with him
if you wish.” Mr. Quincy said, hold- ,
ing up his cane. “I’ve got this.”
“Will he be all right—alone, Mr.
Quade?”
“I don’t see why not. Just left
there, didn’t we He’ll be a lot saf
er than we will.” To see the glance
Victor gave our crew made me shake
in -my boots.
They emerged from
and closed
The Lane
to explain,
been built
barn, the boat house and garage ad-
joning forming a rambling three-in-
one structure which considerably an
noyed Aunt Nella, as it hid part of
the picturesque stone castle from the
inn.
I began wheeling Mr. Quincy slow
ly up and down the drive, one eye
on my Uncle Wylie approaching the
perilous Pirate’s Mouth, the other
on the castle doors.
Quincy talked a blue streak, his
tired old eyes searching the seascape
“Don’t see why somebody doesn’t
turn up,” he said, pointing his cane
toward town.
“We’re off the beaten track.”
“But tourists—holiday hell-bend
ers.”
“That’s just it. Nothing to go
hell-bent over, no attractions that
bring the mob, like Nantasket and
Revere. Bathing’s no good here,
either. Rockville’s the place. Got a
fair beach along there. Ours,” I in
dicated
of the
our old
bathing
“Hit on the Head, she Was”
“S’pose lots of folk are sleeping
it off after the night before the
Fourth. Never saw such a quiet
place.”
“Don’t make me laugh! Did you
say quiet, sir? Perhaps it’s because
so few people know there is a Pir
ate’s Head. No houses on the Neck.
Natives nevei* come here
sell milk and truck.”
There wasn’t a sign from
save occasionally a form
dow, which we decided was one of
our party. Uncle Wylie disappeared
her head
didn’t do
sister of
be long
lifted. I
club,” Quincy reminded us,
how come there's no boats
cove coming over here, no
I inclined my head. “Gone in to
dinner. Auntie's furious. Better all
hurry up. Whatever she’s got ready
she hates to have it get cold.”
“Where’s friend Potter?” De Witt
asked quietly.
“Gone on ahead. Feels pretty bad
about losing his commissions. Miss
—Miss Kendall gave him two, you
know, but ths good Boy Scout made
up for one of them. Wouldn’t let me
pay for the church.”
“Lovely to hang up in the kid
dies room some day, Judy, and tell
’em bedtime stories about what hap
pened there,” Hugh said.
Nobody was amused. Everybody
was in the doldrums. What dinner
party could be gay with a charred
corpse to the right and a 'bruised
or strangled one to the left?
“Why didn’t he wait for us " Vic
tor* said, half to himself.
I explained about the painting he
was leaving outside my door. When
we reached the inn my aunt beckon
ed me with a ladle.
“Go up and look,” Victor whisper
ed, “or shall I?”
“You go. I’ve got to help serve,”
I answered.
Albion Potter was coming down
the stairs. “Hope you like it—in
spite of everything,” he smiled at
me, and passed on into the dining
room.
Victoi* started up and I hurried
out to my scolding auntie, trying to
make up for my absence by telling
her the news. I thought the cu
cumber* dishes looked stingy and was
slicing another when she made me
cut my finger with:
/Thank goodness, there won’t be
any more beads
Which just goes to
round of murders
son
50 YEARS AGO
November 7, 1889
. Mr. George Moir has severed his
connection with the St. Marys Jour
nal.
Messrs. Stoneman Bros, have sold
theii* farm in Tuckersmith to Mr. A.
Buchanan, Jr., of Tuckersmith. Mr.
J. Blatchford, of Hensail, has pur
chased the farm of Mr. A. Buchanan
Sr., of Usborne. Mr, Buchanan will
take Mr. Blatchford’s residence in
Hensall.
Mr, Robert Leathern ras returned
from the Old Country.
Rev, Mr, Martin has returned
from his trip to Manitoba and Bri
tish Columbia,
Miss Lewis, niece of Mr. Madge,
of Usborne, left on Thursday for a
city near San Francisco where she
will reside with her uncle for some
time.
Hill-Green-At the residence of the
bride’s father, on the 29 th of Octo
ber, by the Rev, T. W. Magahy, rec
tor of St. Thomas church, Seaforth,
Mr. William Thomas Hill, of the
countyi of Huron, to Miss Susan,
youngest daughter of Mr. Richard
Green of the township of Hibbert
in the county of Perth.
Burney-Ronan-At the R.C. church
St. Marys on the morning of the 24th
ult., by the Rev. Father Brennan,
Thos. Burney, of Stratford, to Ellen,
eldest daughter of Mr. E. Ronan, of
St. Marys.
Prugie-Colquhoun- At the resi
dence of the bride’s brother, St.
Marys on the 24th ult., by the Rev.
J. A. Turnbull, B.A., L.L.B., William
Priegie, of C-ieveland, to Mary', dau
ghter of the late Mr. Peter Colqu-
houn.
25 YEARS AGO
November 5, 1914
Mr. Sam Rowe, who has been in
Clinton for some time has taken a
position in Ingersoll and will move
his family there shortly.
Mr. Samuel Beaver and family, of
Stephen, moved to town Tuesday
-last into the T. McCallum residence.
(Mrs, Ed. Jones, has sold her land
in Exeter North to Mr. Arthur Glan-
ville.
Mr. Wells, of Cromarty', who re
cently purchased the property occu
pied by Dr. Bright on William St.,
moved in last week.
The residence owned by Mr. Alex
G. Dyer and occupied by Mr. John
Markham, has been purchased by
Mr. John Morley who has moved
into same. Mr. Markham has mov
ed into the house on Sanders St,,
own§d by T. B. Martin.
Mr, P. M. Moir, who has been
looking after his farming interests
near Crystal City, Man., returned
home Saturday. He reported the
crops in the neighborhood reduced
to one half the usual crop.
The fine bank barn of Mr. Sam.
Hicks, of Eden, was completely de
stroyed by fire on Tuesday afternoon
It is reported that Fred Mallett
and Elmore Harness are leaving for
London to enlist.
Mr. Sylvanus Cann has moved in
to the residence on Victoria street
which he purchased from the Co'b-
bledick estate and Mr. F. ,H. Hodg
son has moved into the rooms over
the Knight store.
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On Monday of this week Mr. W.
H. Lockwood, who has purchased
the bakery business of Mr. W. J,
Statham took possession.
Mr. W. Cutbush last week pur
chased the house of Mr, Beer on
Simcoe street.
'Col. Dunlop, Capt. Buchanan and
Sergt.-Major James, of Goderich,
were in Exeter Thursday inspecting
the local troops in training. Segt.-
Major James was formerly Sergt.-
Major of C Co. 161st Battalion
which included many of the Exeter
boys,
On Friday evening Mr. and Mrs.
Albert Etherington entertained all
the pupils and teacher of S.B. No, 1,
Usborne, to a Hallowe’en party.
BACKACHE, HEADACHE
the garage
the door behind them,
stables, perhaps I ought
where fairly new, having
on the side of the old
the tiny strp from the foot
bluff to the woods back of
barn, “too rocky—even with
shoes.”
except to
the castle
at a win-
doing. His kind old face sobered
as he scratched his grizzled head, a
gesture he indulged when upset.
“What you think, Mr, Quincy?”
he asked. “Who is this Quade feller,
anyhow, Judy ”
We both tried to answer.
“I think Roddy Lane did it,” Mr.
Quincy said, “and blew the 'bridge
up after him.”
“No, you don’t. He couldn’t have
strangled poor Lily,” I said.
Uncle Wylie looked at me in sur
prise. “Who said anything about
strangling? Hit on the head, she
was. That scarf didn’t do no dam
age.”
I clutched at him. “Are you sure?
“Sartin, I’m sure,” He lit his pipe,
offering tobacco to Mr. Quincy, who
never smoked. “Bump on
big as an aigg.”
“Then maybe Norcross
it.”
“Norcross, nope. That
his wouldn’t leave him
enough.”
Somehow I felt a load
didn’t want to think Bessie’s bro
ther guilty of all those hideous
crimes.
“His
“Gerry,
on the
picnickers
Uncle Wylie looked longingly at
the Castle. I knew he was dying
to join the search, but with a sigh
he set his feet toward home. “Noth
ing doing here on the Fourth. Nevei*
is, Fireworks at Rockville tonight,
though. Promised to take my wife.
Better leave this business to the rest
of them and trail along, hadn’t you,
\ Judy?”
j “I Gav You the Picture”
I I knew I should go with
‘What was I being paid for?
I curiosity is more compelling
j clam chowder. Besides, there
lone of our guests. It was Albion Pot-
i ter. Seemed relieved and said so.
“You can breathe, easy. He isn’t
there. We hunted from attic to cel
lar. No sign of nothing—food, I
mean. Just his open suitcase, with
the clothes the way I told you when
I climbed up and looked in the win
dow that time with the Rev. De Witt
There's a bird. He’s stopped split
ting the atmosphere lately, Stands
close to the bunch, cringing and
muttering. Wouldn’t be surprised if
he was actually praying.”
“I heard him' pray.”
“Better all pray, looks like.” Mr.
Quincy said, seriously.
Just then a cowbell, shaken vig
orously by an angry hand, made us
. turn to see Aunt. Nella at the rear
steps.
“'Cornin’ right along, m’dear!”
yelled Uncle Wylie.
“Me, too. Not.that I could eat.”
Potter stared miserably at the sea.
“You might as well have the picture
Judy. She’ll never want it, now.
It’s a poor time to speak of it, but
I was tickled silly at the commission
to paint her portrait. Not that I’m '-------
very good at it,” he added modestly [fork^
‘I’ll leave the painting outside your - - - *
door, shall I?” t---- , ----- —
“It’s a darned sharme, Mr. Potter be so lenient with Norcross as
I—I might pay you for the picture
later on, when my aunt pays me;
that is, if her guests don’t all go
away and leave her holding the -bag.
You couldn’t blame them.”
“I gave you the picture,” he said,
a trifle hurt.
“Accept it, Judy. Let’s have
decent action out of this mess,”
Quincy said. “Potter, I’m an
freak. I don't want a picture of me
or my chair or that church, but I
would like the peaceful cove, with a I
bit of the pines and spruce, ‘and a
inice quiet strip of beach. Think you
it, say, for the same
callous.
The Money’s
finished the
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to sweep
show how
will make a
up!”
a
per-
Still There
cucumbers
guests
him.
But
than
came
and
were near-
the salted
the chow
potatoes,Auntie had baked
boiled ham and stewed toma-
and however, she’d done it,
made two kinds of pudding—
I
took them in. The
ly all seated, mumching
crackers we served with
der.
cold,
toes;
she’d
lemon rice and cottage with nutmeg
sauce—with canned milk, I suppose,
and right in the midst of two mur
ders! Or was it three?
There’s New England stock for
you! I could just see her ancestors
calmly going about their daily tasks
in the middle of frequent scalpings.
I set down Victor’s chowder and
a dish for myself.My aunt had “et,”
she said, and wanted me to.
He came presently and sat down
opposite me. “Money’s there,” he
whispered. “Painting’s wet. Had to
scrub the stuff of my hands. That’s
why I was so long.”
Bessie Norcross was absent. Did
not want any lunch, she told Auntie
Nella. She was going to take a
sleeping powder and lock herself in
her room. Would Mrs. Gerry please
so inform her brother?
Mrs. Gerry did. ‘Took poor Miss
Kendall’s death awful hard. She
was bawlin her eyes out. Kep’ say
ing, ‘Hughie never done it!’ As if
any one’d think you did!”
Several spoons were halted in
mid-air. Several pairs of eyes, I saw,
shot suspicious glances at poor Hugh
'trying to eat his chowder with a
i
“There are plenty of policemen,
shall we say, Mrs. Gerry, who might
'you are,” squeaked Mr. Quincy. His
!eyes no longei* twinkled; they glit-
|tei*ed.
| Hugh’s chair scraped backward,
[but he pulled it up again without a
[word when the minister added: “Let 'him who is without evil cast the
'frst stone. Personally, and without
; recrimination, I think it looks bad
Tor all of us.” For a moment I lik-
[ed the pompous De Witt.
i “Did you look in the tent?” Aunt
Nella asked. “I’ve got a feeling that
Roddy’s around here somwhere, bid
jin’.”
! “I Didn’t Write That Letter
i Uncle Wylie for the first time was
( [eatin his repast with the guests.
I’ll put Nothing short of murder could have
Judy outside macje him bring in his dinner from
one
Mr.
old
: could manage
; price—$25?”
| “I’ll begin
|get!” beamed
yours on a
(your door, r . _ c JvlbVliC,
‘it up. Isn’t quite dry yet because I lrear table.
it the first chance I
the artist,
paper, ........ ...... ~................ .
Be careful how you pick kitchen, but there he was at a
didn’t have any turpentine to mix!
with the linseed oil.”
Outside my door. Would he sneak
in and grab that $500?”
CHAPTER XXII
I thanked Mr. Potter for the paint
ing. wonderingly, as he walked
swiftly toward the cowbell. But the
others were coming down the drive, 'searched. I still have the keys/
so we waited foi* them. Mr, Quincy
and I. Hugh was
"Just as Quade
there. However he
the chair from me.
Judy.
“Never felt better
I could go for some
der.”
Victor asked, “Your
O.K.?”
in the lead.
said — nothing
knew it/ He took
“Let me do that,
You look tired to death.”
in my life but
of that chow-
uncle get (back
‘Don’t be ridic’lous, Nella. Looked
'in the tent every time I passed it to
day. Hunted all over our barn. Only
I place I ain’t been is Mr. Quade’s
[trailer.” He bit off a healthful
chunk of bread. “Could Lane conceal
■ himself in- one of your cubbyholes?”
he asked Victor.
“Not a chance. The trailer’s been
I The minister turned around in his
, chair.
| wasn’t
there.
tie his
spised him, I can’t but hope he just
left the Head in a natural way. The
fire was an accident, which burned
a poor old deaf man.”
(To be Continued)
“Boathouse was locked, too,
it? Yet somebody’s been
Is it likely Lane would scut
own boats? Much as I de-
Hamilton, om.
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15 YEARS AGO
November 6, 1924
S On Tuesday of this week Messrs.
Jack and William Snell, Lloyd
Schroeder, Wm. Wareing and W.
Geddes left by motor for Bedadore
Bay, and Port Elgin on a trapping
and hunting expedition.
Mr. and Mrs. Amos Wildfong, of
Hay are visiting with relatives ' in
Northern Ontario where Mr. Wild
fong will do some deer hunting.
Mr. C. L. Wilson, who purchased
from Mr. Wm. Dougall Jr., of Hay,
the bald-headed eagle captured by
the latter a few months ago, has pre
sented the bird to the London Zoo.
Messrs. I. R. Carling, C. H. Sand
ers and R. N. Creech left on Monday
evening for Winnipeg on a business
trip.
Mr. Reuben iMoInnis, of Bluevale,
has purchased Mrs. F. Witwer’s resi
dence in Exeter North.,
SCOTT MEMORIAL HOSPITAL
TENTH ANNIVERSARY
Sunday, October 22nd, marked the
tenth anniversary of the opening of
■Scott Memorial Hospital. During the
ten years 4,556 patients have been
admitted, 651 of this number being
new-born infants. Total hospital
• days 47,529. There are 2,037 opera
tions.
A hospital is founded primarily
for the care of sick people and in
looking back over these ten years’
service it is felt, in part at least,
the Hospital is fulfilling its func
tions. The Board of Scott Memorial
Hospital wish to thank all who have
in any way contributed to the suc
cess of the institution. — Seaforth
News.
Toronto Huron Old
Boys Plan Fortieth
At Home
Following the example of many
civic organizations and clubs, the
Huron Old Boys’ Association is con
sidering means of making a finan-
cal contribution to further the work
of the Red Cross Society, it is an
nounced by H. M. Jackson, president
of the association.
Plans are under way for the for-
teith at-home of the Huron Old
Boys, to be held in the Eaton Au
ditorium, Nov. 24. Upon its success
the committee in charge is depend
ing for substantial monetary gift to
present to the Red Cross Society.
Both senior and junior groups are
interested, and a euchre, bridge and
dance is planned.
CHILDRENS]
Fxn,C0lM
I^For relieving dis-
comforts of chest
colds and night coughs, rub
VapoRub on throat, chest, and
backatbedtime.VapoRub’spoul-
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tion of upper air passages—eases
soreness of chest and back mus
cles—helps the youngster relax
into healing sleep.
coughing and irritated
"throat caused hy colds, put
VapoRub on the child’s tongue
to relieve the irritation. Then
massage VapoRub on throat
and chest.
• S For “sniffles” and misery
trof head colds, melt VapoRub
in a bowl of boiling water. Have
the child breathe in the steaming
vapors. This loosens phlegm,
clears air passages, makes breath
ing easier. Also massage VapoRub
on’throat and chest. Millions of
families use these three time-
tested treat
ments.
FARMERS TAKE TO HYDRO
Most of the farmers living along
the 14th and 15 concessions of Hay
Township are getting wired up for
hydro power, which is expected will
be turned on shortly. This will be a
great revelation to those fortunate
people to press the button and have
light, or power when and where they
want it. Farmers who have excess
to hydro and are not using it are
missing a most wonderful privilege
according to our way of seeing
|things. We notice that Mr. Clayton
Smith just south of St. Joseph's
‘where the hydro lines are not likely
to come through for some time, has
rcently had his buildings wired and
installed a battery system which is
being charged by a wind power
driven generator.—Zurich Herald
)
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