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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1946-08-29, Page 9THE TIME5-ADV0CATE, EXETER, ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, AUGUST 39ft, 1946 Page 7 Phone 38 Exeter By WALUACE K. NOBMAN OE3OE J same work, •conceivably •Curt of stealing ?3,000 from The Ed’s Machine Shop Two Blocks East of Main Street on John Street. Tim story thus far; The fact that Bill Harvey was foiL three years the most popular man at west Point and a consistent high-scorer on the academy’s football teams made no difference when he was accused by a fellow cadet, Sawyer, " * the Administration building empty money- bag was found under Bill’s mattress, and this, combined with the fact that Sawyer’s father had endless influence, discredited Bill’s counter-accusation that it was Sawyer himself who stole the money. Bill’s fiancee, Lydia Cum mings, regretted the whole affair and began chumming with a crowd from Princeton. II world. Bill from New pang of re- CHARTER Bitter, hating the Harvey disappeared York. Lydia, feeling a _ . morse, called the hotel at which he had stopped. “He’s been gone a week," was the clerk’s reply. Lydia sighed and went on another week end party with -her jolly friends from Princeton. About the tim^ the graduating class at West Point was handed their commissions as lieutenants in the United army Bill Harvey walked being second States ..------ into a recruiting station of the French Foreign Legion in Paris, A natural- fborn soldier, he had gravitated to the spot by instinct. Having jumped ship on the dirty freighter on which he had come to -France, his con genital calling had finally won over the lethargy of bitterness into which he had fallen. He could not join the United States army, other any but a naturalized citizen to join their armed forces. The French Foreign Legion, however, has no such compunction, No questions are asked; names are 'of no im portance; nationality is of less im portance. |A11 that is required is the ability to fight. So when Bill walked up to the drowsy French sergeant in the re cruiting station the sergeant eyed his somewhat gaunt six-foot frame with more than ' ordinary approval. The Legion works hard, in hot country, aha it takes rugged men to stand the strain. ”1 wish to join the Legion,” Bill said gruffly in better French than the sergeant -had expected to hear. Coupled with his uncanny ability to grasp military knowledge, Bill Harvey's next accomplishment, now that football was dead to him, was in the matter of languages. An old-timer, the sergeant could tell men’s nationalities' almost be- for they crossed thp recruiting sta tion’s threshold. “The Legion, eh, my American friend?” the sergeant snorted—con temptuously, from force of habit. “Very well, if it is trouble you seek the Legion will find it for you. Come this way to the doctor.” Two hours later Bill stood before the adjutant. The latter gazed at the American’s set mouth and frowning, bitter eyes. “The name? What is the name?” the French officer -demanded testily. “Quickly!" A cold light danced in Bill’s eyes. He thought of the ancient Persian general whose vaulting amlbition had come to naught on a few .Spar tan spears. His eyes became sar donic. “My name, sir,” he replied slow ly, “is Xerxes . . The French officer snorted. “Xerxes what?” Bill’s mouth twisted in a half grin. For a moment -he saw in •retrospect the sunlit parade ground at West Point. Not far from that parade ground, a century and a half previous, another man had proved himself unworthy of the trust placed ?, and there ’ are few countries which will allow Highland Cedar FENCE POSTS ALL SIZES TO SUIT ANY PURPOSE * A. J. CLATWORTHY We Deliver Phone 12 Grantor <3 WHEN IN TORONTO M a It o Your Horn* LOCATED on wido SPADINA AVE. Ai Collogo Sfroa! ■ • • RATES • « • Singh $1.50- $3.50 Double $2.50-$7.00 Write for Folder We Advise Early Reservation A WHOLE DAY’S SIGHT-SEEING WITHIN WALKING DISTANCE A. M. POWELL, Prc.ldenJ XOl=lpl=======3OX=3O in him. That map was the noto rious traitor, Benedict Arnold. The sardonic look spread to BiJi’s grin. Here was humor bitter enough for his liking. “My name,” he said through the sardonic grin, “is Benedict ... Xerxes Benedict.” The recruiting officer snorted again, and wrote “Xerxes Benedict”. On, the recruiting slip, That was all, As his classmates at West 'Point were receiving their - commissions amid a thunder of applause from congressmen, proud families and friends, Bill Harvey became Xerxes Benedict, a private in the Foreign Legion, amid the flies and white wash of a slatterny recruiting sta tion in Paris, The next day Xerxes Benedict en trained for Marseilles in a third- class coach With ten other recruits. Two weeks later, he was broiling in the African sun on the drill ground at. Sidi-bel4Abbes, the le gion regimental depot, fifty odd miles southwest of the port of Oran. Besides him were the flotsam of the world—absconding bank clerks, born adventurers, and hardened criminals, escaping the long arm of the law. But clad in legion khaki, they were all one. 'Former identi ties were lost. No one cared who they were, or what they had been. An Arab bullet would make -as short work of an ex-officer in his imperial majesty's guard as it would of an Australian murderer. iSo Bill Harvey passed completely from the earth? Now and then some sports writer., viewing a hard- fought Army football game, might mutter his name—but that was all. The curtain was down.In six years’ time’ the Foreign Legion sees much action, its thea ter of operation extending from the Algerian coast to the Tonkin jun gles. • And in six years, Xerxes Benedict saw as much active fight ing as any man in the legion. At •first he had fought savagely, the bitterness in his heart driving 'him on where another man would have stopped’. Three times in as many years he was the sole survivor of massacred posts. |And each time he was still fighting arrived. These things do not go unnoticed in the legion, and it was not long before he left the* ranks and be came a corporal. The next step was to a sergeancy, and then at the end of his first term, he was of fered the rank of sub-lieutenant if he cared to re-enlist. He re-nelist- ed. Within a year -he was a full- fledged lieutenant. Backed by his West Point training, of which he nevei’ spoke to anyone, he was more adequate in his neW office. One bright morning disquieting word -came to Capt. Jacques Be rouge in command of the 3rd com pany of the Foreign Legion sta tioned at Mecknes, -deep in ' roccan portector-ate. An old naire, with the marks of odd years of campaigning leathery face, the captain and cursed, an-d sent word that Lieut. Benedict should come to his office at once. “A devil's mess we have here somewhere, lieu-tenant," Berouge grunted. “Word has just come from Sidi-bel-Abbes that we are to pro ceed at once to Tlaba in the Middle Atlas.” Xerxes removed his kepi, flick ing a speck Of sand from the gold braid entwining its front. “Tlaba,” he said, and a -pleased smile ci'in- kled his sun-bronzed face. “Tlaba, eh? That sounds like business, does it not captain?” Berouge looked at him narrow ly a moment, and his close-cropped mustache bulged as it had a habit of doing When he was uneasy. “'It pleases you, lieutenant, I see," hp sai-d shortly. “-Garrison duty here in Mecknes has worn on you. No?” “It has grown very tiring, cap tain,” Xerxes replied restlessly, straightening the shoulders that had once torn navy lines to pieces. “The Legioniiaires -are all anxious for a chance to move.” “Well, by the gods of war, their chance has come!” Berouge -ex ploded. “Look.” He handed Xerxes an official dispatch. Xerxes glanced at it interestedly enough, then suddenly his interest doubled. In clipped, unemotional military terms the message read: “Proceed at once to Tlaba with third legion company. 'Full equip ment for campaign. Arrive Tlaba use utmost caution not to provoke attack by natives’ until intelligence department ’can get further informa tion. But at all -times be prepared for trouble. Aben-el-Akr present in Tlaba. Unusual condition existing among natives.” Xerxes returned the message to ©apt. Berouge, and ran his fingers through the edge of his -close-cut blond hair. Lithe, hard as nails, white teeth gleaming against the duskiness of his bronzed skin, -lie was the perfect Adonis as, for a moment, the Stood silhouetted against the glare of sunlight filling the doorway, “You are right, captain,” he said unable to suppress -his eagerness, “The Legionnaires will have plenty of chance to move if old Aben-el- Akr is ill Tlaba! Where did -he bob up from? He hasn’t been heard of since the Riff campaign,” Capt, Berouge sagely. “ Aboil-el-Akr,” was years before first heard of him, Behodict, when the Spanish were set / I when help the Mo- Legion- twenty- on his snorted nodded his head he mused. “It your time that I back Upon Ancient Machine, Remodelled, Does Erfecient Threshing Job' If yon require the services pf a portable welding out fit just phone the above number. Ed’s Machine Shoji will be at your service to < do a thorough job whether it be large or small. by the mountain tribes. Aben-el- Akr was the right hand man o£ the wisest fox of them all, old Abd-el- Krim himself. You have heard the results of the Spanish engage ments?” Benedict nodded. “lAlmost 15,000 slaughtered by the natives, wasn't it, captain?” Berouge’s eyes flashed at the memory. “It was a shambles, lieu tenant, -a shambles! I was stationed just at the border between , the French and Spanish territories. Our company saw the survivors—what few there were. AU that were saved escaped to the French territory. The natives -had driven them scores of miles, to the sea itself. Almost all were wounded, starving, gib bering horrible tales of night en gagements—pah!” -lie shuddered, “it wasn’t a pretty sight, Benedict." “Abd-el-Krim himself led the tribes?” Benedict asked. “He and his brother Moham med.” said Berouge. “Lord, lieu tenant, the seacoast was a vultures' paradise!” He tapped thoughtfully on the desk. “If Aben-el-Akr should .lead another uprising like that one ...” The two men were silent for a space Berouge gazed through tihe open window at the baked, rugged landscape and Benedict stared thoughtfully at -his kepi. “How in the devil did Abd-el- Krim’s tribes ever get away with it, captain?” Benedict iy. Berouge laughed “How does a small score a victory over a He hel-d up two! fingers, pointing each in turn. “Orginzation, and aid.” Benedict’s eyes expressed a ques tion. * “Especially aid,” Berouge em phasized. ‘°An<d with Aben-el-Akr in TlaJba that means only one thing: He’s got the aid, and he’s begin ning to organize.” Berouge swore -heartily before continuing. “At a time like this, when our battalion is scattered over half o£ Africa, that mangy old 'hyena must show his crafty face in our midst!” he complained vehemently. ! “Al ready there is trouble to the east, trouble to the southeast below the • - - ’ i - - ----- this! a the asked final- sardonically. nation ever larger one?” Farm machinery shortages don’t stop, the Dalrymples of Hibbert township when there is work to he done, When do new machinery is available, they use their own skill and ingenuity to make -old mach inery do, Hugh Dalrymple, and his son, William Murray Dalrymple, of lot 5, con, 12, Hibbert, this year thresh ed their own -grain and a neigh bor's with a 65-year-old threshing machine. Modern refinements add ed to the machine would have made it seem strange at first glance to the pioneer generation of Dal rymples which first used it, but es sentially it is the same threshing machine that handled the harvests of the first settlers in the neigh borhood. A photograph in the possession of Hugh (Dalrymple gives proof that the same machine was in use 57 years ago. The photograph, now badly faded but still distinct as to detail, shows a threshing crew grouped around the machine. In cluded in the picture is a small boy, identified as James Dalrymple, now a man of 63, but in the picture a boy of about five or six years of age. Others identified in the pic ture are the late Robert Dalrymple, who immigrated from Scotland to found the Hibbert township branch of the family, and his son, the late William Dalrymple, of a team of white old photograph, is identified as James living at Russeldale; pears in the picture to be about seven years of use fa Robert DaL •rymple, now road commissioner in Tuckersmith township. The date of manufacture, stamp ed on the irop frame of the thresh ing machine, is 1881; it was made at Sarnia, Ont. According to Hugh 1 the third generation of! the old threshing ma- k first used, 50 or more with horse power to team of horses, walking circle around a wind- Are You 5 PUU) l/Jiy ICUbw At the reins horses, in the a young man T. Scott, now a hoy who ap- OUR SERVICE IS DIFFERENT. WE SELL YOU A ITT IN OUR PRIVATE TRUSS ROOM. •....... ■■■■■■"■■ ■ ----------- ■ I Trusses, Belts, Supports of all kinds, SATISFACTION GUARANTEED. Over 15 years experience. Your drugs at ROBERTSON'S Phone 50 Exeter Dalrymple, the family, chine was years ago, drive it, A an endless lass, constituted the motive force ■that made the wheels go around. Horse To Gasoline Engine In the years around the turn of the -century, the old machine was driven by a steam engine. After years of idleness, it is back in serv ice again, with the gasoline engine of a tractoi' replacing the steam ( engine. i Most striking -difference between ■the threshing of 1889, and the) threshing of 194 6, is in the man power required to work with the old threshing machine. The 57-year- old photograph shows a crew of 18 men gathered for the threshing, ' With three teams to -draw the grain from the field. In the modern ver sion, as practiced during the last few days on the Dalrymple farm, ] four men are doing the and three men could suffice. “All I’m doing just ... , ___ Hugh Dalrymple, while threshing was in progress,” is_ wandering around with an oil-can making cer tain that everything is working all right.” The ancient threshing machine, modernized by the addition of a self-feeder, a grain elevator and a blower, threshed the grain from 40 acres on the farm operated by Hugh Dalrymple and his son Wil liam, and from 12 acres on the farm of their neighbor Hector -Mc Phail, lot 6, -eon. 12 Hibbert. Known throughout their township for their skill with machinery, the Dalrym ples themselves overhauled the old threshing machine, ad-ded the mod ern automatic equipment to it, -and built the tractor-operated buckrake which draws the grain from the •field to the threshing site. T-he above item together with a picture appeared in the Stratford- Beacon-Herald. now,”, said lancing and poulticing you can do may not stop more If you suffer from boils you know how Bick and miserable they made you feel. Boils are an outward indication of impurities in the system, and just when you think you are rid of lo help overcome boils, you should purify the blood, so why not give that old, reliable blood medicine, Burdock Blood Bitters, a chance to show what it will do in helping you get rid of them? Thousands have used it for this purpose for the past 60 years. Why not you? The T. Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto,' Ont. one another crops up to take its place and prolong your misery. All the lancing and poulticing you can d coming. To help overcome boils you should purify the blood, that old, reliable blood medicine, Burdock Blood Bitters, I Giguig district—and now, What can it mean? Name of thousand devils lieutenant, dispatch reads as casually as an ^order to take a stroll along the boulevard. ‘Proceed at once. Use utmost caution not to provoke an attack! Unusual condition exists!’ Do you know what that means, Lieut. Benedict?” Xerxes nodded. “It means that something bad is in the wind,” he replied, “something headquarters knows nothing about,'excepting that the moment we set foot within a hundred miles of Tlaba we’re more than likely to be swarmed under by a thousand howling natives.” “More probably ten thousand •howling natives!” Berouge snapped. “Well, lieutenant, for what are you waiting? Do you hope that Aben- el-Akr, the bloodthirsty son of satan that he is, will -come here to Mecknes to be thrown into irons? Quickly, lieutenant! The order says ‘Proceed at once!” Berouge caught up a cognac bot tle, downed a stiff drink and bawl ed for his orderly, who came on t-he jump, Xerxes, (however, did not see the orderly arrive. He was al ready in the hard-packed company street snapping orders to a bullet headed -German kenior sergeant. Bugles blared, piercing the heat- soaked. morning with brassy im pudence. Legionnaires tumbled from their -barracks, from the kit chens and from the everlasting -drill grounds. All regular garrison activity ceased. There was an hour or So of bustle, cursing, sweat and dust, then the third company of the Legion swung out from Mecknes. The natives and the eign population of the town watched them depart in si lence. Capt. Berouge and ILieut. Benedict, riding at the head of the column, disappeared first, then heat waves and swirling dust swallowed up the Legionnaires. -Mecknes settled down to wait for Word of what would happen. May be the 'captain, the lieutenant and t-he third company would return; maybe they would not. Death came swiftly in the desert, The sand hills, the savage natives and the forbidding, far-flung middle At-las mountains hold their fate. ( Continued Next Week) Next Week: Lieut. Xerxes Bene dict lias Seen inhny startling things, but perhaps the biggest surprise of liis career comes when he finds an American girl in a forgotten native village ih the Atlas mountains. and away scant for- Moi'occan FOR THE PROVINCE OF ONTARIO 6. ,-3- It is in August and September that poliomyelitis (polio) is most prevalent. During these last weeks of summer, thoughtful parents should observe every rule that will protect their little ones from this disease. In our Province, comparatively few cases of polio have occurred as yet but in some sections of the United States, infantile paralysis—as it is more commonly Called—has reach ed epidemic proportions. The Ontario Department of Health SIX SlMJ»l#>RECAUTioNS' . * ' j H.' 1? PCel or-scru b /d/il rd w fruit .and vege- , tables beforq serving. • 2. Prdiect all, fp.bcl from flies. ’ J*each your children to ,avoid crowded ' A beaches and pools and swimmihg ' in dirty wafer. “ . ' • - ' ' ’ 4. Avoid over-fatigue apd if possible / therefore urges every family to keep in step with the common-sense precautions outlined below. Read them carefully. Encourage your children to practice them daily. Guard your family’s health during this particular period of the year! :**v ‘ . r t» y ■ . ”'.v• JL .. 4/ . have your children rest for two hours eacli afternoon. V?.'*.'* ? Prevent yofir children from suffering sudden chills, or exposing themselves to too much tun.. j• Make sure your children, wash their hands before eating. your chi/d is ill do not hesitate to seek medical advice DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH X T. Phair, M.B., D.P.Hi Deputy'Minister of Health Russell I. Kelley Minister of Health