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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-12-24, Page 6wm six THE WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, Dec. 24th, 1936
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by Lawrence A. Keating
SYNOPSIS ,
Detective Dan Colwell of the Grab-
er-Vael detective agency is assigned
the job of shadowing McDonald
whose wife fears gangster enemies
arc plotting to murder him. McDon
ald i§ killed, in spite of Colwell’s
watchfulness. Now, with McDonald
dead, the smuggling ring which he has
led has become disorganized. Colwell
risks his life to gather evidence by
playing one against another.
» * ♦
“Had a little fracas, nothing much,
What do you hear from Otto—is he
.still hunting?”
Vael nodded. "Saw in the paper
yesterday a note that Otto shot a
bucl,
manners and th
and home-lover,
ring
The visitor struggled with conflict
ing emotions. “How do you know?
You're not in the deal!”
Colwell admitted this with a shake
of his head. “Happened on to it from
working for the agency you and Otto
run. From this McDonald case. Any
how, I know it. And I like yeti, Vael.
Enough to ask you here so I can
give you the low-down and a warn
ing, So you can protect yourself.”
Vael considered carefully. The ash
on his cigarette grew very long and
finally tumbled to the carpet unheed
ed. “It’s—true,” he said with a sigh.
“With McDonald gone, nobody trusts
anybody else. It’s dog Cat dog. What
are you after, Dan?”
He smiled. “A sale. Told you to
bring a thousand cash, and I hope
you brought it. Look here: I’m not
peddling snow. Gosh, I wouldn’t
touch it -with a ten-foot pole! But
they're out to rook you and each oth-
crisp one hundred dollar bills. Me
placed them on a small table which
was an equal distance from the chair
of each. Vael sat down again.
"Well?”
“It's coming in by truck. They’re
going to lift a packing case off the
truck—”
"I know all that,” Vael snapped im
patiently.
“Did you know it was in a
toys from. Czecho-Slovakia?’’
Vael jumped to his feet,
That straight?” He burst
string of oaths, his hands working
convulsively. “Why, the low rats
told me it was brushes from Hol
land! I’ll be—■” He cursed again, and
began to stride up and down. “That
was Mac’s original scheme, I'd swear
by it! Unless Mac and Graber figur
ed—” | i
He halted and shot a keen look at
Colwell, "What else? Which way’s
case of
“Toys?
into a
A lynx-eyed chap with quiet
air of a family man
Vael tried a smoke
‘Guess you’re still on that case
for Mrs. MacDonald, eh? Funny they
haven’t got the mugs that killed him.
Prominent lawyer and all. One of
them was found in an alley, you
•know,”
As Colwell merely shrugged the
Visitor hunched forward, “Say, what
d’d you want me here for, Dan?
You’ve got something up your sleeve,
I haven’t much time, so spring it,”
There was a short silence, "All
right, I’ll put it plainly for you. Mc
Donald, you know, was the boss of
a snow smuggling ring.”
“No! Arthur McDonald?” Vael
whistled. "What do you think of
that!”
“And Otto Graber was—is—mixed
■Up in this ring. You too, Vael. Don’t
lie!” he charged as*the man started
to protest. “Don’t let’s waste words.
I’ve got something to help you, so
there’s no use getting tough! You’re
in it, Vael—you’re one of the smaller
fry. Graber treats you like dirt, al
ways has, always will.”
The greying complexion
■ face was ample proof that
it to be true.
"I’ve seen it and filed it
reference. Now, you aren’t a bad
sort. I like you a heap better than
Graber." He’s—” Dan raised a hand
to his head and ruefully rubbed a
spot there still tender. “You’re all
right, Vael, but they're making a
sucker out of you. Had it planned
before McDonald kicked the ghost.
Now they’re making new plans and
leaving you out just like b^We. And
more than that: they’ll''likely make
you the goat if anything goes wrong.
“You must have suspected this, Vael,” j
lie appealed with a gesture. “Shucks, this. But at length the visitor roused
I’m not telling you anything, am I?” himself, stood up, and produced five
of Vael’s
he knew
away for
Wham! The small apartment rocked with the explosion.
i
if they can. Now, I don’t know
what yarn they told you, how the
stuff was coming in. But I’ve got it
straight. For five hundred I’ll hand
it over. The half a grand looks good
to me, Vael, for you fellows don’t
pay me much,”
The grey haired, hook nosed man
kept a poker face, “I’ll pay, provid
ed your information doesn’t coincide
with mine. I’m not paying for some
thing I may know already.”
“Of course not, Put your money
on the table.”
There was some hesitancy about
er,
HIGH COMMISSIONER'S SON AT BALLIOL
the truck coming?”
“Through the Ana wanda
along the Indian Highway.”
Vael’s fury redoubled. “What!” he
ejaculated. “Why, those dirty carps
claimed it’s over the Telegraph Road!
Of all the double-crossers, the yellow
livered double-crossers! And they
think they can shake me out like that,
eh? But listen, what about the truck
license number? Mac had that and
. . .-You haven't it, have you, Dan?”
he wheedled.
Colwell grinned and nodded. “For
five hundred.”
Without hesitation Vael placed the
sum on the table, making a cool
thousand.
“Now feel under the table and take
out those thumb tacks. It’s there.
Here, I will.” He rose and stepped,
to it. His hand went under the table.
A gun prodded his back. “Stick ’em
up, you fathead!”
He stiffened, growling. Vael’s laugh
was bitter and taunting. “You sap!
Pull me here with a fairy story, will
you?” He snatched the crisp hund
red dollar bills and stuffed them into
a pocket. ’’Now back off. Careful!
I want that license number, Colwell,
and the boys are waiting downstairs
for it. Hell, they’re such dubs* they
couldn’t get it off you! Let you go
on a fake phone call from Harry
Deane, eh? I’ll take that license num
ber, Colwell . . . and then polish you
off like Otto should’ve done a couple
days ago!”
While he talked he fumbled under
the table and with his other ‘ hand
held a deadly bead on his victim. But
Vael’s triumph turned slowly to sus
picion. He fumbled harder,
xiously, seemingly unable
what he sought.
“Drop that gun!”
It was a' feminine voice
kitchenette. At first Vael paid little
heed.. Dan watched hawk-like for an
opening, a chance to spring on him.
With a muffled oath Vael started
to crook his trigger finger, “I'll kill
»
Wham!
The small apartment rocked with
the explosion. There was a yell of
pain, the metallic, clink of a gun strik
ing the hard composition floor that
helped make the place sound-proof.
Vael huddled! with his wrist between
his knees and blood trickled down his
forearm where the ripped sleeve ex
posed it.
Dati had out his /Own gun irt a
flash. The wieldef of the weapon
that had been fired did not appear.
The slender, white arm withdrew m-
to the kitchenette. Colwell backed to
Vael’s gun. Getting it, he kept his
own levelled while he got the cart
ridges out of it, and tossed It to
Vael
“Get out! And if you’re wise you’ll
get way out I tCcep away from those
buzzards waiting for you, Vael? take
& train tonight, and neWr never come
Valley
more an-
to find
from the
H. P. V. Massey, son of Hon. VIft*
tent Massey, Canadian High Commis
sioner ftt t-oridon. formerly < Upper
CMi'd’t CoTfege now attending
Baltic! college, assisting the “A” crew
of which he is cox, is they prepared
f&r a trial run on the Henley regatta
course recently
back. Don’t play with snow again,
ever- -that’s my best, advice. Change
your life, man!”
Astonished that be was being per
mitted to leave, the visitor hurried
whining with pain to the door, Dan
opened it and with an upraised foot
gave impetus to Vael’s flight. He
closed and locked it again, quickly,
then turned.
“Good work, Irita! Saved my bac
on that’s all, Came up here to kill
me, Surf of himself ,t<?o. We've got
to get out quick and over to the oth
er place, They’ll be up here in ten
minutes and break doiyn the door,”
“You know,” he muttered reflec
tively, “I think Vael told the truth
about it being brushes from Holland.
Anyhow, I’m sure going to find out
if there are any brushes coming in
from Holland, and if so we’ll have
the whole story, time, place and all!”
Colwell sat beside the driver of the
black coupe admiring her profile dim
ly seen. He smiled as he reflected
Irita was a good sport, plucky and
daring. She had to be for the game
they were in. She was the kind who
could hold her own in a .drawing
room, a hovel, or in a dangerous gam-,,
ble like this—though Dan thought he
preferred having her in a drawing
room.
It was dark all around them, the
sky a murky mass of ominous clouds,
the heavy trees an efficient camou
flage for the car drawn off the road
with its radiator pointed to the high
way. Colwell held his palm over the
glowing stub of his cigar,. Irita be
side him seemed listening and watch
ing intently,
' "I hope they’re coming.” She
changed posture. “I'm tired of wait
ing. And how do we know there’s all
the money in it you think? Just a
guess, Dan. I almost wish I had a
soft job selling hosiery over a Coun
ter, or laundry soap or something.
Twenty a week might be better than
trying to collect thirty-five or forty
grand apiece from two men who may
be haven’t that much anyhow,”
Colwell grinned in the darkness and
squeezed her hand on the wheel.
“They’ve got it, all right. They didn’t
set up in this game just yesterday;
they’ve made plenty.. Um!” he ex
claimed at a sudden twinge in his
shoulder. “It takes more than
days to forget how Graber and
len can play!”
She turned her oval face to :
him. “I’m sorry it still hurts,
surprised you’re still alive. You’re so
ambitious, Dan, that it leads yo<u from
one scrape to another, doesn’t it? Oh
—” she broke off. “There goes a
truck!”
* “Not the one." He watched the
big canvas covered vehicle rumble out
of sight around a turn in the road,
its red tail light disappearing as
though wiped out by an invisible
hand.
They waited. Ten minutes passed.
The rumble of another heavily laden
truck reached their ears and presently
its white headlamps sewpt the con
crete highway,
at Colwell but
head.
Another, and
ed. Suddenly through his side win
dow, Dan saw, a flash of light straight
■up into the black sky. It was a half-
mile away, Colwell leaned to the
girl. “Coming now!”
She turned a switch and pressed
the starter. The motor buzzed softly.
Irita looked at Colwell, then back to
the road. They both were tense as
they listened and watched.
Again a heavy rumble came,
ening and growing louder. The
paths of its headlamps grew
The truck came abreast and passed
them. When it was gone a half-mile
Colwell patted the girl’s ‘ arm. She
slipped into first speed and eased the
black coupe through a shallow into
into the road. She twisted the wheel
and headed, after the truck.
As the roadster’s lights picked it
up Dan read the license number. He
saw packing boxes lashed on tile ex
tended tail gate. Irita kept the little
car trailing until they rounded an
other curve. Thon she speeded along
side the big van.
Irita began to sing happily, loudly,
and to weave the cat from side to
side. Dan crouched out of sight on
the floor. She brought the coupe
abreast the cab of the truck and lean
ing out, gave a careless wave of her
arm.
“H’ya, boys! Whislt way Washon-
ville?* ’ ’
The coupe swerved dangerously
close to the front of the truck. “Hey!”
the man beside the driver yelled.
“Look out there!”
Irita laughed recklessly. “Wanna
play?” She swerved the car back and
forth. It darted within an inch of
the truck’s front wheels, then cork
screwed away *— only to come back
again, Irita drove with one hand,
continuing to wave her other out the
window.
“C’mon—Issa game! Whish way
Washon villc? Hoo-pce!” she erled.
“Chiton, IcUs* race!**
(Continued Next Week)
Welling ton Mutual Fire
Insurance Co.
Established 1840.
Risks taken on all classes of insur
ance at reasonable rates.
Head Office, Guelph, Ont.
ABNER COSENS, Agent,
Wingham,
Dr. W. A. McKibbon, B.A.
PHYSICIAN And SURGEON
Located at the Office of the Late
Dr, H, W. Colborne.
Office Phone 54.Nights 107
HARRY FRY
Licensed Embalmer and
Ftmeral Director
Furniture
Funeral Service
Ambulance Service,
Phones: Day 117. Night 109.
DR. R. L. STEWART
PHYSICIAN
Telephone 29.
J. W. BUSHFIELD
Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc,
Money to Loan.
Office — Meyer Block, Wingham
Successor to Dudley Holmes.
A
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three
Quil-
study
. I’m
Irita looked intently
again he shook his
a fourth truck pass-
deep
white
vivid.
Dr. Robt. C. REDMOND
M.R.C.S. (England)
L.R.C.P, (London)
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
DR. W. M. CONNELL
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON
Phone 19.
W. A. CRAWFORD, M.D.
Physician and Surgeon
Located at the office of the late
Dr. J. P. Kennedy.
WinghamPhone 150
of the
DISTRICT
Peculiar Mishap
Clarence Lorentz of th 2nd conces
sion of Carrick, while moving a saw
ing outfit lo Herman. Wilfang’s farm
met with a peculiar mishap. His car
slew on the icy road, and slid into
the ditch turning towards home again.
The driver was thrown out on the
snow, alighting on his back. The ma
chine cotninued on its journey until
it accidentally threw itself out of
gear. Clarence finally overtook the
car and was able to complete his jour
ney without further accident.
Dog Kills Horse
Sheep killed by dogs is a very com
mon occurrence, but for a horse to
become such a victim is very rare.
Mrs. Dan Martin of Wawanosh lost
a horse in this manner, when it was
attacked by a big police dog belong
ing on the farm. Whether the horse
was sick or just lying down, we aren’t
certain, but in the attack the canine,
literally disembowelled the steed,
causing its death. The dog was later
shot in the head by one of the Far
rier boys, who put it in the cutter
and one returning home, a couple of
hours later, discovered that the dog
showed signs of life and another shot
was necessary to dispatch the big fel
low.—Lucknow Sentinel.
Scarlet Fever Closes
Kincardine School
Because of two reported cases of
scarletifever in Kincardine, the Board
of Health took quick and immediate
action on Wednesday morning of last
week .and closed the high school until
after the Christmas term. For more
than 150 pupils it was an additional
week of holidays, as schools were not
scheduled to close until Tuesday of
this week.”
Boy Sleigh-Rides to Death
Tragedy struck swiftly and cut off
a bright young life when little Billie
Saunders, ll-year-old son of Mr. and
Mrs, Wm. Saunders went to his death
in the waters of the Saugeen River,
The little lad was seligh-riding down
the hill and apparently went over the
dock into the deep water. No one
saw him go in the river.—-Sottthamp-
ton Beacon.
Listowel Baby Smothered
A sad death occurred Wednesday
evening, December I6th, when Mar
garet Geraldine, aged two months and
twenty-seven days, daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. Cyril W« Bamford, passed
away, The little girl had turned in
her cHh, and was smothered by the
pillow, being dead when found by her
parents. A little brother, Cyril “Jun*
X H. CRAWFORD
Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc.
Successor to R. Vanstone.
Wingham Ontario
R. S. HETHERINGTON
BARRISTER and SOLICITOR
Office — Morton Block.
Telephone No. 66
to
F. A. PARKER
OSTEOPATH
All Diseases Treated.
Office adjoining residence next
Anglican Church on Centre St.
Sunday by appointment
Osteopathy Electricity
Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m.
ior” survives.’ The funeral was held
on Friday.—Listowel Banner.
Ashfield Man Marks 90th Birthday •
Denis Sullivan, of Ashfield Town
ship, last week celebrated his 90th
birthday. He was born in Ashfield,
December 18, 1846, As a young man
he .was always interested in the mun
icipal affairs of his township, and
states that he remembers when the
first council meetings were held. The
members of the first council were,
John Hawkins, William Higgins,
Morgan King and Maurice Dalton as chairman. There w^re other officers
as well. He himself became the first
regular assessor in 1877. He remem
bers the Fenian Raids, and still laughs
as he thinks of his uncle, who as
sembled all the volunteers to drill.
He himself was armed with an
musket that wouldn’t shoot, while
majority had only pitch-forks.
old
the
Police Dog Attacks’Lads "
When John Fcagan, 4-year-old son
of Mr. and Mrs. Howard Feaganpof
Colborne Township, was attacked by
a "police” dog while on a visit with
rclitives in Goderich Township,. he
was bitten about the face and neck.
It'is not known what, provoked the
dog, usually ’ quiet with children, to
attack the boy, who had slipped quiet
ly from the dinner table to play about
the kitchen at the home of his uncle,
George Feagan. First intimation |iis
elders knew of the child’s danger was
when they heard the dog snarl and
snap and the youhgster scream in
pain and terror.
Given Three Years
For Theft of Car
Art Watt, who has served previous
terms in Kingston penitentiary, one
for escaping from the Bruce County
Jail a few weeks ago, was given a 3-
year Sentence in that institution when
found guilty by Judge Owens Of the
theft of a motor car in Port Elgin
three months ago. Watt was captur-
edby police a day after he had aban
doned the stolen car west of Walker
ton and took to the bush near-by
from where he eluded the police. He
reached the vicinity of Paisley before
being taken by the posse.
Found Unconscious
Henry Kemp, 73, Goderich watch
maker for nearly 50 years, was taken
to Alexandra Hospital when he was
found unconscious ahd in a serious
condition in his tiny shop on
square.'
Car Stolen at Seaforth
While he played badminton in
Town Hall, a daring thief stole
car of Mr. I. H. Weedmark, which he
had parked on Market Street direct-*
ly opposite the hall, Mr, Weedmark
parked his ear about nine o’clock and
neglected to remove his keys. When
he returned about II he noticed the
car had gone, but thought possibly hist
wife had driven it home.
not the ease, and the loss was then
THOMAS FELLS
AUCTIONEER
REAL ESTATE SOLD
Thorough knowledge of Farm
Stock.
Phone 231, Wingham.
It Will Pay You to Have An
EXPERT AUCTIONEER
to conduct your sale,
„ See
T. R. BENNETT
At The Royal Service Station.
Phone 174W.
T
J. ALVIN FOX
Licensed Drugless Practitioner
CHIROPRACTIC - DRUGLESS
THERAPY - RADIONIC
EQUIPMENT
Hours by Appointment.
Phone 191. Wingham
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reported to Chief Snell. — Seaforth
Huron Expositor.
Blyth Fire Destroys Two Stores
A $10,000 fire at Blyth that des
troyed two stores and their contents
was brought under control early Fri
day morning. Nine persops who oc
cupied rooms over the two 'stores-
were forced out into the street. No
one was injured. The fire, which
started Thursday evening, was believ
ed to have originated in the basement
of J. E. Munro’s hardware store. It
spread to a shoe store owned by W.
J. Thompson and for a time threat
ened three other stores in the same
block. A brick wall between the hard
ware store and a bakeshop was be
lieved responsible in keeping the
flames in check. For more than two
hours a volunteer fire brigade poured
water through four hoselines on the
flames before the progress of the fire
was checked. Mr. and Mrs. Munro
and their three children who lived
above the hardware store were com-
polled to leave their home. Mr. and
Mrs. Wesley Taman and Mr. and Mrs,
Benjamin Walsh abandoned their
rooms over the shoe shop. Fire Chief
Joseph Tanlan collapsed from a heart
attack while directing the fire-fight
ers and Deloss Taman, another fire
man, was overcome by smoke and
was Carried from the building by Sam
Foster.
Entered Priesthood
Rev. Arthur Weiler, of Mildma^
with seven other members of the
Roman Catholic Clergy was elevated*
to the priesthood Saturday morning
in St, Basil’s Church, Toronto.
i Husband i “Why does a woman sajr
she has been shopping when she has
not bought a thing?”
Wife: “Why does a man say he’s-
been fishing when he hasn’t caught
anything?”
“GRANO HUKE” ARRESTED
pecked in “ducal’1 garments, the
man pictmed claimed to be Grand
Duke Michael Romanoff, heir to the
fortune of the czars of Russia, wlion'
he was arrested on bunco
Hollywood, Calif,
charges in
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