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Home My WebLink AboutThe Signal, 1908-1-9, Page 6. e ,E1K, • • - - ,7,7110Ii.f'4:• Wade,' t Pate -t• , , Jatuuery V, IR!! THE SIGNAL: GODERICH, ONTARIO • ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••44/1100 ! 01Pri• UV u» lege camel uppermostagain. "I can bring monsieur to tie house In twenty ntintites. Vigo and a, handful ' of men can take them prirottere before they can respect aught amiss. They are only three -he and tisammout and , the lackey." I But monsiM eur ewl: his head. C.„ :1„,,,,,,Liunuott.thiltutt2atie.i.ar•" "Can I take my own sou prisoner!" "Monsieur need not go." said 1, won dotty. In his place I *milli bate gone and killed Yetis -tarts withmy own hands "Vigo and I anal two more can do 11. Vigo and I alone If monsieur would not shame him before the ems" 1 poised at what he was thinking "Nut etch aou. and Vigo," he an . The Helmet of Navarr A STORY OF LOVE AND ADVENTURE BY BERTHA RUNKLE. Copyright by The Century Co "Due long has Lucas beeu here, Marcel? Who Is he?" "Oh, he's a rascal of a Huguenot. Monsieur picked hint up at Mantes just before we cornet to the city. And if he spies on monsieur's enenuea as well as he does on this household he must oe a useitu nails ire nes that long nose of his In everything. let me tell you. Of course he was present when monsieur missed the pistoles. So then, quite on his own account, with- out any orders, he took two of the men and searched M. de Orasueont's room. And in a locked chest of his which they forced open they found five hum litof the pistoles In the very box eleur had kept them in." "And then?" • Marcel made a flue gesture. "And then. pardieu! the storm broke. M. de Grammont raved like 14 madman. Be said Lucas was the thief and had put half the sum in Ids chest to divert suspicion. Ho said it was e plotto ruin bim contrived between monsieur and his henchman, Lucas. It is true enough. certe-s, that monsieur never liked him. He threatened moneleues life and Lit rem's. He challenged mnnsirtur. and monsieur declined to cross. serer& with a thief. He challenged Lucas, and Lucas took the cue from monsieur. 1 was not there -on either side of the door. What I tell you has leaked out bit by bit from Lucas, for monsieur keeps his mouth shut. The upshot of the mat- ter waa that Grammont goes at Lucas with a knife, and monsieur has. the guards pitch my gentleman into the street. Then M. le Comte swore a big oath that be would go Ath Orammont. Monsieur told him if he went in such 'company it would be forever. M.- le Comte swore he would never contt. back under hts father's roof if M. le Due crawled to him on his. knees to beg him." "Ah!" I cried; ''and then?" "Marry, that's all. N. le Comto went straight out of this gate without horse or equire. And we have not heard a word of either of them stnce. He paused, and when I made.no com- ment said, a trifle aggrieved: "Eh bleu, you take it calmly. but yeti would not had you been here. It, was an altogether lively glair. It wouldn't surprise nte a whit If some dasy mon- etteur should be attacked as he drives out. He's not one to forget an injurt. this M. Gervais de Grammont" At the name Intelligence flashed over me, sudden and clear as last night's lightning gleam. Yet this thing I seem ed to see was so hideous, so horrible that my mind recoiled from it "Marcel," I stammered, shuddering, "Marcel"- "Mottileul what ail!. you? la some one walking on your grave?" "Marcel, how is M. le Comte named?" "The Comte de Mar? Oh, do you mean his names in baptism? Charles - Andre -Etienne -Marie. They call him Etienne. Why do you ask? What is 117" It was a certainty, then. Yet 1 could not bring myself to believe this hot ruble thing. "I have never seen him. How does he look?" "Oh, not at all like monsieur. Ile has only fair hair and gray eyes-que diable!" For 1 had flung open monotones door and dashed In. CHAPTER IX. Monsieur waa seated al his talking In a Io' tone and hurritslE u Lucas. They started and stared is ! broke in upon them and then mon• sleur cried nut to me: "Ala Felix! You have come to your senses." "I will tell monsieur all, the whole story." • Ile tested nty honesty with a giants., then looked beyond me at Marcel, standing agape In the doorway. "Leave -11S, Marcel. Go downstairs. Leave that door °pelt and shut the door Into the corridor " Marcel dbeyed. Monsieur turned to me with a smile. "Now, Felix." I had hardly been able to hold my words back while Marcel was disposed a of. "Monsieur, I Snow not insitelf the names of those' men. Now 1 have • s found out. They" - 1 4 My eyes met the secretary's fixed excitedly upon me and the words died ; on my tongue. Even livery rage I had the grace to know that this was no it 'tory to tell monsieur before another. n "I will tell monsieur alone." "You may speak before M. Lucas," ti he • rejoined impatiently. "No, •• 1 persisted. "I must tell mon- sieur alone." Ile saw in my fare. that I had strong reagens for asking it, and said to the secretary: at "You may go, Lucas." ' 01 !Aires protented. PI "M. le Due will be 'riper not to tee lie him alone. He Is not to he trueted. Perchance, monnieur, this denoted covers an attack on Ynlir life." 1*41 The warning nettled nay lord. Ile th answered runty: "You may go." ''Monsieur" - rt lamapassed nut, giving me as 11^ went. a look of hatred that slants J me But 1 did not pay it much here. "Well!" exclaimed monsiepr. But le this time 1 had bethneght we • Reif what a story it was 1 had to tell at Whet& of his son. 1 could not blurt it nut in ten words 1 stood silentnot knowing how to start ''Felix' Beware how much longer yeti abuse tny patienee'" "Monsieur," 1 heron. the spy in the house Is named Martin." "An!" cried monsieur. "do It Is Louis Martin. )low be knew - But go on. The °therm" - lay the night In the Rae Coupe jarrets not far front the St. Denis gat.' 1 said, still beating about toe Minh, "at the Min of the Amour de Dieu. (appetite Is a closet! honse, *but- tered with iron front garret to cense You can enter from a court behind. It 14 here that they plot." Monsieur's brown drew together as if he were trying to recall something half remembered, half forgotten. "But the meta" he cried, "the men: - "They are tbfee. One a low fellow named The name is nothing to ma no Mace" He wan leaning for- ward usgertv. 1 knew of *tot be was Making -the Quickest way to reach the Rue Coupejarreta. "There are two others, monsienr,“ 1 eat agelfah NISOPRINISio4. • • 1 pee names, tate Then, seeing him unsuspecting, the fury in 111% heart surged up mod cover- ed ‘very other fet ling. 1 burst out: "Lien alt de tit:minima and the Comte de Mar." He leashed Inc iu the face, and he knee 1 was telling the truth. Iltiesfiett- eil as it v. a,, hideoUb us it was, yet he hue": 1 was telling the trtath 1 had seen cowards tutu pale, but Hever The color wstshee from a brine in:m.8i (LIN.. 'flit. sight made my tinge!, :tut: to strangle that grayeyed cheat. With u a cry tuosieur sprangw toward "l'ou lie. cur!" "No. inolislepr," 1 ga.speJ, "It is the Ile let Ia.. go 'hen 11 lid ii,l hi, hand the-ollie air the dog, alto lead seeing to hi- aid. Hitt nionoior 101 got a hurt from which ihe ilinull roi.id tor defend him. it.. ,tood liov‘eil head. a , sliickeii io • heili role. f ess i!••• tr to my , for , • V(rj 11.0 Vt. let'O'l • IC 1,0.11 !.1 "No' 'ii" y trie'sed me enc... Not :tree!' Na t this time I isaa w t who ii• w, tiirid with e.1.s rt. 1.• te 1 - • `• • .1 1.. reni('titi,c-r "titian I t. 11 wiist thus., sten w. -t like? 1 bit tit Ver 6011 Al. :Int l,.1lltuit 1,400 0. 4),• no, 10111:OLsCoii!il..r., I ,iiid heavy. n ith biack beard and a black scow 1 whom Ili, other called Gervais. The ) Onto,r was railed Et!entee, tall and slen- der, with -gray eycs and fair hair. And like monsieur!" I cried, suddenly aware of It. "Mordien! how he Is like, though he is light! In face, in voice, in manner! Ile speaks like monsieur. Ile has monsieur's laugh. I was blind not to see it. 1 believe that was whY I loved him so much." "It was he whom you would not be- tray'!" ewered. "Think you 1 would arrest my son like a common felon-rhante him like that?" "lie has shatnel himself!" I cried. 1 eared not whether 1 had a right to say it. "Ile has forgotten his honor." "Aye. But I have remembered mine." "Mousieur! Monsieur cannot mean to let hint go sent -freer Hut his eyes told me that he did mean It. "Then." 1 said in more and more ainazatatoat. "monsieur forgives him?" His face set sternly. "No," he answered. "No, Felix. He has 'Placed hintielf beyond nay forgive- ness." "Then we will go there, alene, we twoand kill him! Kill the three" Ile laughed. But not a man in France felt less mirthful. "Yon would have me kill my son!" "lie would have killed You." "That makes no differenee." I looked at him, groping after the thoughts that awaked him and catch- ing at them dintly. 1 knew them for the Principles of a proud and honor -ruled man, but there was no room for them In my angry heart. "tionalear," I cried. 'will you let three villains go unpunished for the strict- of one?" It was what 1 had meant to do .awhile back, but the case waa changed now. "Of two: Gervais de Crammont is also of my blood." "Monsieur would spare him as well -him. the ringleader!" "He is my cousin." hp fnrgeta it." "But 1 do not "Monsieur, will you. face no ven- geance!" Monsieur looked at me. "When you are a man, Felix Bronx, roti will know that th'ere are other thhora In this world besides Yen- s:ranee. Yoe will know that some in- juries cannot be avenged. You will khow that a gentleman cannot use the Same weapons that blackguards nse to hint. "Ah. monsieur!" I cried. "Monsieur Is indeed a nobleman!" BM I was tur- bans with hen. for It. With a cry Monsieur sprang toward me "You yo.1 a.ri" a ".t1 1.. That ‘‘3... before 1 knew." Thinking of the trilSt 1 hail en hon my wrath bolted lip again. Mnit• aieur tool, lite by the shoulder and leoked at nt.. a, if he %mild look Ihrettgh MP to the naked 50111. "How do ,I know that you are net iy tog?" "Monsieur dote, knOW It." "Yes," he answered after a moment. "Alas! I know 11.;" stood looking' at nie, With the dreariest face I ever saw -the fate nf a man wheals son has sought to noir del hint. [styling bark on it now I wonder that I is 'r Went tn nionsieur with that story. 1 wonder why 1 did not hairy the shame and disgrace of it in- hty nett hart, at whatever cost .1irep It from monsieur. Het thethotteht ',ever entered my head then, 1 was lin full of Marl: rage against Yeux-Gris him sleet of all, becatt,e he had won no, so --that 1 rould feel- nothing else. 1 knew that i pitied otonsieur, yet 1 hardly felt it. 'Tell me everything how yon met them all. Else I mho,' not believe a word nf your devilish rigmarole." mon, slenr (Tied not 1 told him the ;thole shameful stori. every worr1.-from my lightning teflon in my gossip with Marcel In the ante- chamber. he listeaing in hopeless si- lence. At length 1 flnished. It seemed hours since he had stinken. At lent he said, "Then it is true." The greyness of hi, face drew the rry from me: 'The villain' the black -hearted vil- lain!" "Take earn. Felix, he Is my son" 1 got hold Of my crone and tore It off, breaking the chitin. 'See, monsieur. Thal Is the cense on whieh he swore the Opt was nett again,' crus 440 sworn It, and Gervais de Grammont laughed' 1 aware ton never to betray them! Two perjuries!" I flung the eroes on the floor and stamped on It, splintering it. "Profaner!" cried monsieur. sit is no emerilege!" I retorte.d. "That is no holy thing since he has touched It. Ile has made It t'ilt'-iconassesainparricide!" ll'Ionsicur 'truck the words from my Ile • 1. le true." 1 muttered. • V.'ere'lt ten times trite 701 Itsys so rieht to pl.. it" 1 have' nene." 1 nnswered. ehanted. I inleht not opeak Ill of a St. Quaollai. thisugh be were theaderdrit Fte Turner' anruiely and paced down the room. The dog, which had been standing at his side, stifled stilt loos- ing from him to me with puzzled, troubled eyes. He hnew quite well, something was wrong and tpfltetl his feelings In a long. dismal white' friii- sleur spoke to hini; Roland bounded up to him sand licked his hand. Ther walked up and down together, com- forting each other. "At leant," I Cried In desperation, "monsieur has the spy," . Ile laughed. Only a mail in utter despair could hate laughed then as he did. "Even the spy to wreak vengeance on consoles you somewhat, Felix? But • does It seem to toil fair that a tool should be punishtel when 'Ciao lasiiiert go free?" "No," said I; "but it Is the common way." '•That I- a true word," he turn- ing away again. 1 waited till he tared me once more. "Mnosieur will not tqltrer the spy to go freer "No, Felix. lie 'hall be punished lest hos betray again." Ilo. putted me in his dryers walk. Half a dozen times be reeled by me, a broken•hearted mats striving to cid lest his courage to take tip nim life once more. But I thought he would timer get over It,, blow. ,\ husband may forget his wife's treachery and n mother will forgive her child's, but a father canneither forget nor forgive the crime of the, eon who bears his name. "Ah, monaieiur ,yoII are noble owl1 love' yea!" 1 cried from the (eelle of my heart, and knelt to kiss his Mind. Monsieur hid that kind hand on my shoulder. "Yon shall serve me. (lo now and send Vigo here, I must be looking td the rountry'm Imalneas." CHAPTER X. I cursed myself for a fool that 1 had retried the tale to monsieur. It should hare been my business to keep a still tongue and go kill Yeuz-grls myself. For Hits last it was net yet too late Harrel was !unglue about In the enrrider, and to him I gave the word for Vigo I tore away from hie rum* misstineinga and hunted to ho gat ilIOTAIM I. Its4 sot boos. sloto a., zo get in, 100 DOW 1 VU10 ltd more ge out. IIv Vtgo'a orders no ruan migh leave the house. Vigo was after the spyof course Monsieur knew the traitor now; h would inform Vigo and the gates would be oleo for honest men. Flu that might take time and I could no writ five minuted. I had the audacity to cry to the guards: "M. le Due will let me pass out. I refer you to M. le Duc." The Melt were lutpresseld. They had a redpect for me shire I had beet closeted with monsieur. Yet thet dared not disobey Vigo for thelr lives bit thi* dilemma the poor sentry, fear fad of getting into trouble whatever he did, sent up an envoy to ask monsieur. I was frightened then. I had uttered nay speech In sheer:keyed° and W88 very doubtful as to Now he would an ewer my impudence. But he was utter Is' careless, I trow what I. did, for presently the word came down -that I might pass out. The sun was setting as 1 hastened along the streets. I must reach the Rue Coupejarrets before dark, else there was no hope for me. A man In hie senses would have known there was no hope anyway. Who but a madman would think of venturing back, for- sworn, to those three villains for the killing of one? It would be a miracle if aught resulted but failure and death. Yet I felt no jot of fear ILI I plunged into the mesh of crooked streets in the Coupejarrets quarter - only ardoract reach my goal. When on turning a corner I came upon a group of idlers choking the narrow tuella I said to tnyself that a dozen Parisians in the way could no more stop me than they could atop a eharge of horse. All heels and elbows. I pushed into them. But to my abasement, promptly was I seized upon by a burly porter and bidden, with a cuff, to mind my roam ners. Then 1 discovered the occasion of the crowd to be a little procession of choristers out of a neighboring church -St. Jean of the Spire it was, though 1 knew then no mime for It. The boys were singing, the watchers quiet, bareheaded. They sang as tf there were nothing In the world but plet5. and love. Th, last level rays of the sun crowned them with radiant aureoles, painted their white robes glory. 1 shut my eyes, dazzled; It was as if I beheld a heavenly host. When I opened them again the folk at nty side were kneehng as the cross came by. I knelt too, but the holy sign spoke tn me only of the crurifia I bad trampled on, of Yeux-grip and his lies. I prayed to the good God to let nte kill Tette. Kria prayed, kneeling there on the cobbles, with a fervor I had never reached before, When I rose I ran on at redoubled speednever doubting tbat et just God would strengthen my handwould make my cause His. I entered the little court. The !Mut ter was fastened as hefore but 1 had my dagger, and could again free the holt. 1 could ereep upstairs and may• hap stab Yeux-gris before they were aware of my coming. But that was not my purpose. I was no bravo to strike In the back, but the Instrument of a righteous vengeance.He must know why he died. One to three I had no chance. But if I knckked openly I1 was likely that Yeux-gris. being my patron, would be the one to come down to me. Then there was the opportunity, man to man. If it were Grantosont or the lack- ey I woultEboldly declare that I would give my news to none but Yeuxgris. In pursuance of this plan I was pound- ing vigorously on the door when *a voice behind me cried out blithely: "So you are bark at last, Felix Fimux!" At the first word I wheeled around. In the court entrance stood Yeux-gris, smiling' and. debonair. He had laid aside his sword and held on his left arm a basket containing a . loaf of bread a roast capon and some bottles, for all the world like an honest peen - Hee doing hilt master's errand. "Yee, I am bark!" I shouted. "Back to kill You, parricide." He had a knife In his belt; the tight was even. I was upon him, my dagger raised to strike: He made no motion to draw, and I remembered In a flash be could not; him right arm was power les. He sprang back flinging up his burdened left. as a shield, and my blade buried Itself In the side of the basket. As 1 stabbed I heard feet thunder ing down the stairs within. I jerked my knife front the wicker and turned to fere thia new enerns. ''Grammont," thotight anal that my end had come. The door flew open and, shoulder to shoulder like brothers out rushed Grammont and-Luess! My fear was drowned In amaze. I forgot to run and stood staring in sheer, blank bewilderment. Crying "Damned traitor!" Gervais, with drawn swordcharged at me. I had only the little dagger. I owe my life to Yeux-gris's quick wits and no lees quick finger. Dropping the Motket he snatched a bottle from It and hurled it at Gervais. -Ware Grammont?" shouted Lu. efts springing forward. Tint the mire site blow too quickly-. It struck Gram, mont square on the forehead and he went down like a slaughtered ox. We looked, not at him but at LAW -Leese the dukes deferential set, vent, the coward end skulker, Grammont's hatred, standing here by Grant inners sido glaring at us over hin .naked sword. I saw In OtiP glance that Yeuxgris was no less astounded than I. and from that instant. though the Inwardness of the matter -was still a riddle to me, my heart aequitted him of all dishonesty, ttf all romplielty. His wap not the face of a parriride. • "Lcite!" he cried In a dearth of words "Lucas!" I was staring at Lucas in thick be- wilderment 'The man was transform- ed from the one I knew. At M. le Dces he had been pale, nervous and shaken -senaelessly and contemptibly scared. as 1 thought, sine" he was warned of the danger and need not face it. But now he WILA another min. 1 ean think nnly of those lantern% I have seen nOt with colored glees. They look dull enough all day. but when the taper within is lighted shine like jewels. So Lucas now. His face, so keen and heti/some of feature, was brilliant, his eyes sparkling, his figure Instinct with defiance A smile remixed his face. "Aye." be answered evenly, "It ie Imeaft." M. le Comte appeared to be in a tater of stupor. He eould not for a space find his tongue In demand: "Ilow, in the naroe art( heaven, Came you here?" "To fight Grammont," Lucas answer ed at (ewe. "A Ile!" I 'bolded. "You're Grammonts friend. Yon came here to warn him off. Its your Piot!" "Feli! The pibt?" Tetagirls cried. "The plots to murder monsieur. Martin let it out I thought It was you and Grammont But Its tOdia and Grammont!" Lucas hesitatedleven now he At litate-d whether he could not He out of It. Then be burst into laughter "It teems the eat's out 01 the bag. Ae, M. le Comte de Mar. I came to warn Grammont off. The duke twill be here straightway How will you like to Wing ftw mu -Antal. agtirts stared at Gim, neither 'a fear no In fun, but In utter stupefac tion. "But Gervais? He plotted with you? 0 But he hates you!" We gaped at Lugsa like yokels at a eonjurer. He made us uo answer, but 1 looked from one to other of us with • the alertness of an lingo viper. We were twobut without swords. I knew hd was thinking how easiest to end us both. M. le Comte cried: "You! Yeti come 1 from Navarre's camp. from II. de R"" AU;8".. I have outwitted more than one mu." "Mordleu! I was right to hate you!" Lucas laughed. Yeuzgrla blazed out: "Traitor and thief! You stole the money. I said that from the first. You drove us from the house. How you and Grammont"---- "Came together? Very simple," Lu- cas answered with easy insolence. "Gran:moat did not love monsieur, your honored father. It was child's play to make an assignation with him and te lament the part forced on Me by monsieur. Gratumont was ready enough to scent • wheelie of M. le Duc's to ruin him. He bad said as much to monsieur, an you may deign to remember." "Aye." said M. le Comte, still like a puzzled child. "he was angry with toy father. Rut afterward he (ganged his mind. He knew It was you and only you. Lucas brace again into derisive laughter. • "M. de Grarnmont la as dull a dolt as ever I met. yet clever enoegh to mill you. He thought you must . sus peer. I dreaded It -needlessly. You wise St. Quentin.! Yoe eannot gee what goes on under your very nose." M. le Comte sprang forward scar let. Isuens flonrtshed the sword. "The boy there caught it • ginner what you had not fettled nut In a fort night. Ile gets to the duke and blocks my game -for to -day. But If they sent him ahead to hold itt till their men came up they were fools too. 111 have the duke yet and T11 have. you now" He rushed at the unarmed True - grill. The latter darted at Grammont's fallen sword, seised itwas on guard all in the second before Lucas reaehed him. He might have been In a fort- nights Mnce. but he was toylike at last. • I trembled for him, then took heart again. est he parried thrust after thrust , anti pressed Lucas hard. 1 had never /teen a man fight with his left arni tu- tor,: I had not reelised it could be done. being myself helpiesa with that hand. But as I watehed this combat I speedily perceived bow dangerous la a left-handed adversary. In later years I was to understand better. when M. le Comte had become known the length of the land by the title "lie Gee - cher." But at this time he wax in the habit, like the rest of the world, of feneing with hie richt hand; hie dex terity with the other he rated only as a pretty accomplishment to surprise 'the .crowd. He used hia left hard scarcely as well as Lucas the right. yet, the thrust sinister being in itself a etrength, they were not badly matchell! I stood watching with all my eyes. when 0: a sudden I felt a grasp on rtiY aokIc end the next Migrant was throwu bearily to the pavement. Grammont had come to life and tsken prompt pert in the fray. I fidi close to bim, and instantly he let go my leg and wiatind his arnet as-ound nes I tried to rem and could not, 1(1 a, rolled aboet together In the wine apri blood and broken clams. ATI the while I heard the sword blades clarthIng. Yeuxrrie. God be thanked! stemmed to be holditk his own. Flehting Gervais was like fighting two men. Slowly but steadily he press ed rae down and held me. I etrtiggied for dear life- -and eonbl not push him back an Inch. I still held my knife, but my same were tinned eown. Gervais raised him self a little to get a better clutch and Ilia finger* closed on my throat. 'One grip end life seemed eoeine from me :.set was free ,on It 1 retil.i hilt tin it If I conic' 1.. ‘• .11 I lift it On thitt sunny I lid ea it and drove the dagger deep Into hint could not take aim: I could not tell where the knife struck. A gall) showed he was hit; then he clinched my throat once more. Sight went from me and hearing. "It is no use" I thought, and then thougbt went too. Rut once again the saints were kind to me. The blackness paed, and I wondered what bad happened that I was spared. Then I saw Orammont clutching with both hands at the dag- ger hilt. After all the blow had gone home. I had struck him in the left side under the arm. Three good Inches of steel were In bim. ITO PIK I (INTIM LI1.1 CANADIAN PACIFIC Through Tickets issued to 111 y- point in Gt. 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The Signal and London Daily Free Press Morning Edition,. . . 3 50 Evening Edition . . 2 The Signal and London Weekly Free Press i 85 The Signal and Montreal Daily Witness . 3 so The Signal and Montreal Weekly Witness x 85 The Signal and World Wide 2'25 The Signal and Western Horne Monthly (Winnipeg) The Signal andyresbyterian . 2 25 The Signal and Westminster 2 25 The Signal, Presbyterian and Westminster, 3 25 The Signal and Saturday Night (Toronto) . 2 35 The Signal and McClure's Magazine . . : . 2 40 (including )oI age on MeCtviat.. t" (1 rtudinti whit 35 60 90 30 The Signal and Lippincott's Magazine . 3 50 ilnetuding postage on Lippincott s to C madian addrea.. These prices arc for addrm.ism in Canada or Great Britan. • The above publications may he 'obtained by Sig- nal subscribers in any comt)inatoti, the price for any publication being the figure given above less S1.09 rep- resenting the price of The Signal. For imtance The Signal and The Weekly Globe The Farmers Advocate ($2.3s leu Sim) • -making the price for the three paers The Signal and The Weekly Sun The Toronto Daily Star 143o leen Stooy Tbe Weekly Globe ($1.3n less $1.a) . . . 30 -the four papers for $33o. lf the publicatibn you want is not in above list, let us know. We can supply aLrnost any well-known Canadian publication. Send subscriptions through local agent or by postoffice or express order to • Vanatter & Robertson, The Signal, Goderich, Ont. *330 -41 •