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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1946-10-10, Page 7w s Jl Her On They will if you put it in your local newspaper. * • Let a Want-Ad be your salesman —a Go-Getter that costs you little. Zurich, on the ■W THE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER, ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, OCTOBER JOth, 1946 < By WALLACE K. NORMAN xoesxoiaojgoE==zroEao:Peso; She uestions ease Constance wonder seemed Xerxes1 caught even a minute lifer—my life— men back there instant, of the broke face 'tightened an instant she trapped expres- in her eyes, was with a moment, survey­ forbidding interior “Nice place,” he Must have been a Xerxes replied in mingled and bewilderment. “But in the name of time are you in that rigout in this pigsty?” gelle "ma Region CONSTAT Tho story thus far: Dismissed from West Point by the perjured •testimony of Curt Sawyer, Bill Harvey, alias Xerxes Benedict, is now a lieutenant in the French Foreign Legion stationed in Tlaba. Trouble is! lanticipated Xrpjm ithe native chief, (Aben-el-Akr, Constance Barteau, an American girl, is in Tlaba with her (brother Raoul. Xerxes sees her with Sawyer, To his questions about Sawyer she gives evasive 'answers. They are ambushed at an. oasis outside Tlaba but escape unharmed. Xerxes real­ izes he loves Constance. An airplane delivers orders for Capt. Berouge to take half the force to El Grim- gau, leaving Xerxes at Tlalba. Next evening Constance sends word for him to meet her away from camp. her face, “Yes?” Xerxes iasked again. “What Is it?” “That Ali Hadjin and 1,0 00 na­ tives will attack you tonight.” Xerxes stared 'down at Constance Barteau’s white, upturned face in loose-jawed consternation, “Ali Hadjin?" he finally gasped. “No—! Ali Hadjin 'hasn’t been heard of in four years. He’s-—he’s dead,” “The French think lie is, but he isn’t.” Constance shook her head. “He has been hiding in—” checked herself and, caught the strap of Xerxes’ garrison belt. “What difference 'does it make where he has been?” she cried des­ perately shaking him as if to bring him to his senses. “You are to be attacked tonight. Don't you under- By 1,000 natives who have that not one Legionnaire alive at dawn tomorrow.” •how—'how do you know?” blurted, “Ali Hadjin’s dead, >1 Fall From Barn Roof Breaks Leg Clayton Ortwein, 35. of Zurich, is a patient at4St, Joseph*# Hospital after suffering a fracture of the left leg in *a fall of 88 feet from the barn of Leonard Zirk while cleaning straw from ’the roof, was reported in “fair” condition Mon­ day might, Hospital attendants stat­ ed he was resting comfortably, Mr. Ortwein was formerly em­ ployed iby a construction firm in Ottawa and is accustomed to work­ ing as high aS 2'00 feet above the ground.Two men had removed all straw left by recent threshing on the north side of the roof hut took the precaution1 to use a rope since this straw looked wet and slippery, The straw on the south side appeared dry and the rope was 'discarded. Wet straw treacherously hidden under the dry layer on the south side caused Mr, 'Ortwein's fall. As he fell he clutched the eave trough ,,and pulled it down with him. His leg struck a scantling breaking the hone and he landed only three feet away from a stone CHAPTER VIH After leaving the Legion encamp­ ment Xerxes circled to the right past the palm grove where he and Constance had been tired on the night before. Keeping well away from Tlaba ihe pushed his mount to a cautious trot and' struck straight for the third of the jmud villages. Cloaked in utter darkness, he made the trip unchallenged. The three villages, strung out like a comet’s tail below Tlaba, were scarcely villages. Mere .collections of a few mud huts would have bet­ ter described them, and of the three, the third was the smallest. Entering it cautiously, Xerxes had traveled but a few rods when .a low voice called to him from the shad­ ows of a squat hut. ’.He stopped short .and 'the voice called again. .It was Constance Barteau. Xerxes dismounted and led his horse into the shadows of the hut. A figure clad in flapping .native garb came toward him swiftly. In­ stinctively Xerxes drew back, hjs, thumb flipping open the leather •flap of his holster. “That won’t be necessary, tenant,” Constance’s voice lieu- ________ . sai'd with <a trace of her throaty laugh. “I may look the part, but really, I'm not' Arab.” Xerxes grunted in sharp' amaze­ ment as the robed.' figure halted before him. Clad in the garb of a native girl, Constance looked more native than a Chleu'h. 'In the dark­ ness. which was lessening with the rising moon, her dark skin and eyes under the shawl-like hood, of her' costume would have ’deceived; the shrewdest sahib. “Well. I’m glad you spoke up when you did. I might have 'done something I’d ’a' been mighty sorry for." relief what (doing__ _ , _ _ ■Constance came forward swiftly. The hint of throaty laughter was gone from her voice. “I’m not masquerading for the fun -of it,” she said. “I -had to wear this in order to get cut here with­ out being noticed!” “Yes?” Xerxes demanded, frown­ ing uneasily. “But—but why did you have to' get out here in the first place?” Constance, disregarding the blunt question, caught Xerxes by the arm. “Come inside,” she half whis­ pered, leading him .toward the door of the hut. “The village seems de­ serted but there might be* someone around and we mustn’t be seen.” Stooping, Xerxes entered the low doorway. A >dry, musty odor made his nostrils tingle. To one side, he saw in dim outline a small, heavily barred window. “What’s this?” he queried ipuz- zledly. “Looks like a jail.” “It is—rather, it was,” 'Constance informed 'him. "The Spanish built it years ago.” He was silent ing the gloomy, of the old jail, said shortly. great spot in which to spend eight or ten months.” IA; grin lighted his features. “Don’t tell me you brought me out here just to show me this rotten relic.” Constance stood so close now her upturned mouth was in reach of his. Her eyes, great luminous pools in the half-darkness, swept his handsome sun-tanned face intense­ ly. •“No,” she said. “I—I have some­ thing to,tell you.” There was*.a strained quality in her voice that made Xerxes tear bis attention from the loveliness of Quick Relief From Summer Complaints To get quick relief from diarrhoea, intestinal pains, sea­ sickness or summer complaint, use DOCTOR FOWLER’S EXTRACT OF WILD STRAW­ BERRY. This dependable family remedy is one of the most effective and best known: medicines for bowel complaints. Insist on DOCTOR FOWLER’S EXTRACT OF WILD STRAWBERRY—sold by druggists everywhere. Price 50c a bottle. Tho T. Milbum Co., Lth, Toronto Ontario stand? sworn will be “But Xerxes I tell you. Ali Hadijin, one of the most sun­ ning of Moroccan leaders, was sup­ posedly killed in combat four years previous. He was marked as dead in the 'French war office. Xerxes himself had taken part in the bat­ tle in which the fiery native chief­ tan had supposedly met his death. “What difference does it make how I know!” Constance protest­ ed. Her face was white, her voice strained with hysteria. “I do know —isn’t that enough?” “No,” Xerxes said bluntly, “it don’t doubt your word, but I might doubt the source of your informa­ tion. Don’t misunderstand me, but, I’m afraid after last night you might attach too great an importance to any wild rumor you might hear. The source of information is al­ ways the important thing." For .a moment the girl defeated. ‘ She stared up at helplessly, then suddenly him by both arms. “The source?” she panted. “You want the source? Very well—IT1 tell you! Aben-el-Akr!” “Aiben-el-Akr?” Xerxes gasped as if someone (had struck him in the pit of the stomach. “You—you heard that from Aben-el-Akr?” “Yes!” Constance replied, the words ^tumbling over one another. “In the coffee house behind the market place. He was talking to some of his men—and Ali Hadjin was among them!" Xerxes stared at ’Constance in almost stupefied bewilderment. The Legion had combed the town 'for wily old Aben-el-Akr and had found not so much as ,a trace of his ever having been the.re. Then "an­ other thought raced through his mind. “But how," he 'demanded, “could you understand them? How do you know it was |Ali Hadjin' or Aben-el- Akr, for that matter? Surely, you aren't that familiar with these hill swine?” The girl’s white with a jerk. For stood speechless, a sion poorly hidden “My brother—Raoul, me,” she floundered, then righted herself 'before Xerxes had' timej to even wonder why she (had hesitated. “He has been traveling through Morocco for years. He knows them all by sight and speaks all of the dialects like a native . . .” “Well, in the name of Jupiter!” Xerxes exploded angrily. “Why didn’t he warn me instead of let­ ting you coime out here like this?”- “Oh, don’t you see!” Constance cried, moving closer, and Xerxes missed the expression of relief on her face. "He couldn’t! Aben-el- Akr’s spies are everywhere. Being a European, they naturally would watch Raoul’s every move. I want­ ed to get word to you sooner, but it was impossible. My only hope was to send Akbad, the littie native boy, with the note to you and then steal out here where we could talk. I’d have put it iall in the message, but I was afraid someone might see him going to the (Legion camp and stop him. They’d have killed him on •the spot and then I’d have had no way of warning you!” « “They’d, have had to kill him, all right,” Xerxes agreed tersely, all the close-mouthed natives I’ve ever met that kid tops tlie list!” “I was sure I could trust him,” Constance continued, talking rap­ idly. “He’s an orphan. I’ve fed and clothed him ever sjnee we came to Tlaba.” t “I thought it must be something like that,” Xerxes nodded. “The little beggar was as loyal'as a tick.” He stopped short and hand over 'Constance’s, —you’ve been grand,” “Risking your life for . “Please! Please don’t For an instant (Constance where she was, then her band crept up to Xerxes’ “I had to. Didn’t I tell you last night that"” she faltered, then went on with a rush, her vojee choked and dry, “that I thought .1 loved you?” Xerxes stooped and kissed her. Her lips, burning hot, responded with fervent, almost reckless aban­ don. ‘tSay that again,” Xerxes said huskily, drawing her to him. “Only, shy that you do — not that you think you do.” A violent tremor ran the length of Constance 'Barteau’s clinging body, “I—I do,” she said, and.' her words Were lost In the pressure of BRIGHTER longer -**♦*<%♦*♦*♦!♦*< CANADIAN GENERAL ELECTRIC “Of closed his “And you he said. say that!1’ istoojd other collar. Xerxes’ lips. |A| flood of misty light spilled down into the sprawling village as the moon swam up over the 'dis- tan| mountain peaks. Xerxes turned with a start. “Come on,” Xerxes said tersely. “I’ve igot to get back to camp! Moonrise is a favorite time for these natives to start their fun. If they catch us out 'here in the moonlight they won’t miss as they did last night,” Constance clung to him a mo­ ment, her face buried on his chest. “Good-by,” she said, then her voice broke in 'a choked half sob. “Good-by?” Xerxes held her at a distance and looked at 'her in astonishment. “What 'do you mean? You don’t think I’d ride off and leave you here for those bloody dogs to find, do you?”’ His voice was sharp with impatience as he turned toward the door. “Come on, up you go! Good thing my horse’ll carry double. We may have to make a run for it—” ■ Constance wriggled from 'his grasp. “No.”' she said, and the blackness of 'the shadows masked the terror impressed on her face. “I can’t go with you. But you please go before it’s too late.” Xerxes crossed the space 1 •tween them in one long stride. His face was set; beads iof prespiration stood out on his .forehead below the visor of his kepi. “Good God, girl!” he rasped, tak­ ing her roughly by the wrist, “don’t stand here arguing! Do you realize that the loss of might mean your the lives of those in that camp?” With surprising wrenched hei’ wrist free of Xerxes’ tight grip. “Yes!” she all but screamed. “I do realize it! That’s why J said—” The rest of her speech Xerxes did not hear. A crackling roar of gunfire came .rolling through the night from the direction of Tlaba. Xerxes spun on his heel. A long- drawn gabbling howl drowned the sound of gunfire for an then the chattering smash Legion’s automatic rifles through the bedlam. Xerxes did not have to what was happening. He knew. Ali Hadjin and his warriors had at­ tacked the leaderless Legionnaires. “■Mon dieu!” he choked, revert­ ing to his adopted tongue in the extremity of the moment. “They’ve attacked!” “Don’t go now!” 'Constance cried, darting .around him toward the door of the hut, “You can’t—you can’t! It’s too late! You’ll ’be kill­ ed if you try to get through!” Xerxes, his heart hammering wildly at his ribs, made a lunge for the door, but Constance was ahead of him. She leaped out through the doorway and, catching the heavy panel, slammed the door in Ihis face. Xerxes’ ‘ shoulder crashed .against the wooden slabs with the force of a pile driver, the fraction of a sec­ ond too late. Her hands flying, Con­ stance caught the heavy swinging bar on the outside and 'dropped it into place. Xerxes hurled himself headlong at the door again. It did not budge. The Spanish had built their jail well. “Constance! Constance! Where are you?” a heavy voice bellowed from, somewhere outside the jail. Xerxes stopped 'dead in his tracks. The voice belonged to Curt Sawyer. “Here!** Constance’s voice re­ plied. “I’m here, .Curt. Everything’s all right.” '•• The rising roar of battle swirling down the valley filled the reeking mud hut, mercifully 'drowning the sound of Constance Barteau *s voice, (Continued Next Week). Next Week: While their lieuten­ ant in command is battering at the mud walls of his prison, the leader­ less Legionnaires strive to resist the hord'd of savage attackers. Will they succeed? Waiter: “Blue iplate special is seventy-five cents. The White iplate special is ninety cents.0 iDiner: “Why1 is that, better food or more?’* Waiter: “Neither, We have to wash the plate.” only three feet away from pile. Dr. P. J. O’Dwyer, of treated the injured man spot then summoned the Hoffman ambulance from Dashwood. iMr. Ortwein is being attended by Dr, Vincent A. Callaghan, of London. Elgie-Harrison A wedding was solemnized at the United Church' parsonage, Lucan, by Rev. A. F. Gardner, when Dorothy Elaine Harrison, youngest daughter of Mrs. Harri­ son, Clandeboye, and 'the late Guy Harrison, was united in marriage to Lloyd R'aymond Elgie, second son of Mr, and Mrs, Arthur Elgie, of St. Marys1, The bride wore a floor-length gown of white satin and shoulder-Jength veil caught with orange blossoms. She carried a bouquet of red roses and white carnations. She was attended hy her sister, Mrs. Lionel D. Shipley, of Ottawa, wearing a floor-length 'gown of pink net over pink satin with matching shoulder-length veil, caught with pink roses, She car­ ried a nosegay of White baby chiy- santhemums and' pink rosebuds’. The groom was attended by his brother Lavern Elgie, of 'St. Marys, 'Follow­ ing the ceremony a reception was held at the bride’s home. Later Mr. and Mrs. Elgie left by motor for •Chisholm, Minn., the bride travel ing in a suit of brown gabardine with matching 'accessories, •coinage was pink rose buds and white baby chrysanthemums, their return they will reside in Lon­ don. GENERAL Q What are Canada Savings Bonds? A Canada Savings Bonds are the suc­ cessor to Victory Bonds and War Sav­ ings Certificates. They are your coun­ try’s promise to return your money to you at any time and to pay you interest at an attractive rate. Q Why are Canada Savings Bonds being offered? A Because during the war, millions of Canadians learned the savings habit by huying Victory Bonds and War Savings Certificates. A recent survey shows that 82% of them want to keep on saving by a similar plan. • Q Is the Government selling Canada Savings Bonds just to raise money? A No. Borrowing needs of the Govern­ ment can be met by other types of loans. The main purpose of the Canada Sav­ ings Bond is to provide Canadians with a convenient way to continue this kind of saving and investment in peacetime. Q Is there any limit to the amount of Canada Savings Bonds that one person may hold?? If so, why? A Yes. There is a limit of $2,000 for each individual, but each member of a family may hold bonds up to the limit. Q W7iat is the price of Canada Savings Bonds? A 100%. That is, a $100 bond costs $100. If payment is not completed on or before November 15th, 1946, interest will be added to the purchase price. Q In what denominations are Canada Savings Bonds available? A $50, $100, $500 and $1,000. A Short Message To Our Readers Your Local Newspaper is read by every person, iu Exeter and Community that is interested in it and its welfare. Each week we are receiving new sub­ scribers to our list of read­ ers—-yet few drop from our list. 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