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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1914-12-17, Page 7December 17th, 1914 • THE WINGHAIV/ TIMES Page 7 s4sa s.soes essess_sts... sez: roses 'se !see ltiess's.es•Aes•ses,eseeereWht—eseSASsoiss...e:s..-ehs....we=smsesessesseess‘es.,e. wTstriiiniallar-viere 411-13Wriwia, •r " e 0 , w u . e be er— or 40 • 67h e SECRET • of ; bailor wi—that you Should forget, for the time" He leaned over here 4.0 pil'a "What 'shall assuage the unforgotten pain LONESOME COVE I; f,0 r") ftl By Samuel Lipkin s Adams Copyright 1912 by the Bobbs-Merril Company CHAPTER XX. The Face In the Coffin. M OLD on a bit," interrupted Lawyer Bain. "I remember there was a fuss about the corpse not being publicly shown or identification. Some of as insisted.e sheriff gave in. The coffin 11' asn't quarter off when Breed gave a yell and clapped it on - again, and they took the body baek to bis house and shut themselves in with it for half an hour before they took it to the hall again. 1 rather opined that some one had changed bodies." "That's what made you so cussed • curious, was it, Adam?" barked the sheriff. "There was no exchange of bodies," said Kent. "But there was a change in the body itself." "What kind of a change?" asked 'Sedgwick. "Has it ever occurred to you to think that after death the hair grows fast?" "I've heaed it said," said Lawyer Bain, "that it grows faster than in "And that it grows not only on the head, but on the face as well?" "The face! A woman's face?" ex- - claimed Sedgwick. "No—a- man's." "What man?" "The man in the coffees" . "Have you lost your raind, Chet? ' The body in the coffin was that of the 'woman who met rae at the entrance to • the Nook." "No. It was the body of the man echo, dresjegin woman's clothing, met .you at tilr Nook and knocked you -down with a atone flung overhand as not one woman in a thousand could have thrown it. That, in itself, ought • to have suggested the secret to me Jong before I discovered it." "But how did you discover it?" in - squired Sedgwick in bewilderment. "By the cut on the cheek. You see, - the sheriff had failed to foresee that • co telltale beard. They had the body taken t the house and did the best 010, ,..That cut on the cheek was , .. a razor 4.1 Having realized that Much, I had to deal thenceforth with .. the mystery a a dead man masquerad- ing as a woman and being abetted . in the deception by the officers of the law"— "Astraea a mane broke in Preston . Zax, his chin in a spasm. "No wonder she—he put up such a fight. Who Was he?" • "My son, Wilfrid Blair," said Alex, : ander Blair. "You see, Mr. Blair," said Kent ,yery gently, "it Isn't so bad as you • feared: There was no other woman in the case, no disgrace, no shame. You •feel nothing but pity for an unhappy, wrecked mind, for which death was .the 'happiest refuge." , "But the man's voice!" exclaimed .1as. "The voice of the man on the . WC!" "Wilfrid,Blair's," said Kent. "In the final moment he came to himself. At lasthe resumed his voice. Up to then he had been in voice, manner, thought, purpose, unconsciously playing a part." "Astraea!" said Sedgwick and lax in 4 breath. "Yes. It was one of those strange .and complete aesuraptions of person - silty which puzzle the alienist. Wil - aid Blair's diseased naind hat). fasten - ..ed upon the strange history of his an- cestraas and brooded on it until he be- eamk. *Winced that her spirit was re - ,Incarnated in himself. Undoubtedly 402 striking likeness to the portrait of 'Camilla Grosvenor powerfully aided die obsession." 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Niiiburn's Heart and Nerve Pills are .80s. per box, 8 boxes for $1.26, at all ',dealers, or mailed direet on receipt of price by The T. Milburn Coo. thnited. Toronto. Ont. And teach the unforgetful to forgetr he quoted very low. "And yet," she persisted, "it woula be easier, now that I am going away." "Gleing away! E'er long?" She nodded with compressed lips. Sedgwick turned very white. "Oh, don't leek 1tI tisat!" fill - 411 tered. "I can't bear Iti dan't Stei gat1jsiteh whets has happened I, 11211$ go? I Theist have time 'to 'forget There is so much to forget! Surely you can be patient—and trust." i He drew ber gaze to his own, held ft t for the space of a heart beat and eA. was gone. steres' ee • Virir WA -Galls -eft "IfinUarli. sort of bodyguard." "I must understand this all," said Marjorie. 1Wilfrid'a body is where?" "In Annalaka chur ard." "Then who—what burled in his grave at Hedgerow house?" "Nothing," said Alexander 131iar. ".& mock funeral!" "My dear," said the man—he seemed to have grown suddenly old under the unspoken arraignment—"I could not tell you what I thought the truth. thought then that Wilfrid had encoun- tered Mr, Sedgwick and that—that there had been a fight, in which he was killed. Rather than face the scan- dal of a murder trial, a scandal in which the family name would have been dragged through the mire of the public prints again, I chose the part of deceit." "But you made me believe that Mr. Sedgwick killed Wilfrid!" she accused. "I believed it myself," he retorted. "But what basis had you for sus- pecting me of the crime?" cried Sedg- wick, turning t� Marjorie Blair. She flushed to her temples. "1-1— thought," she murmured, "that he might have known of our acquaint- ance and have misconstrued; that he might have gone to find you and at- tacked you and that you ldlled him. In self defense, I mean." "Thank you for that last at least," said SedgwIck rather bitterly; then, as he saw her wince, "Forgive me!" be added in a low tone. "But to be suspected by you, even though you were misled"— He stopped, catching Kent's frowning glance. "Who discovered that the burial was a false one?" she asked after a pause. "Professor Kent," said Blair. "He and Mr. Sedgwick exhumed the cof- fin." "That was the night"— Her eyes questioned Sedgwick. "That I found you at Hedgerow house. Yes." he said gently. "'Whatever Wilfrid may have been," she continued after a moment's si- lence, "he was my husband. I bear his name, and ni leave him in a name- less grave is to dishonor not him alone. but myself," "You would claim the body?" cried &lexander Blair. "What else is there for us to do?" she countered. "And bring down upon us unavoida- bly the publicity which we have es- caped at so bitter a price?" cried the elder Blair. "Have we not suffered enough from the scandal of bis life that we should be further involved in the scandal of his death?" "He's right,•miss. It won't do," said the sheriff kindly. The tension was broken by a tremen- dous sigh. Ali eyes turned to Preston Jax, who had risen and was leaning against the wall, his claire jerking gal - ere deafly. s'7irel11" said Kent • "What are you going to do with me?" "You? Oh, you go back to Irene," said Kent, With his half smile. "That's your sentence if Mrs. Blair approves." The astrologer drew a quick breath. The light of a great relief softened his hard little eyes. A. startled look wid- ened them as Marjorie Blair, her own trouble forgotten for the moment, rose and went over to him, the reflection of another's happiness shining in her face and reeking it doubly lovely. A. ring glinted in her outstretched hand. "Take this," she said softly, "for your Irene. May you be very, very happy together!" "Wb-wh-whut'll I say? What'll I do to thank you, ma'am? jest tell you this: It's me for the straight and narrow from now on. And if ever you or Professor Kent or any of you want an AI, special charted, extra ca. I lestial star reading for self or friends, you—you—you c -c -c -come"— Ile made a rusk for the hallway, and the door banged a period to his emotion. "I think," said Chester Kent gravely, "that lesson will last." As Marjorie Blair stood smiling, soft ' eyed, at the door whence the overcome starmaster had disappeared, Sedgwick started to pass. With quick and unex- pected. tact, Alexander Blair drew the sheriff and the lawyer aside, giving to the young people their moment She looked tm at Sedgwick with lifted eye. brows. "Are you not going to speak 0 me?" she said sorrowfully. "What is there to say, except one thing—and that I may not say now." "No, no!" she whispered, In affright. "But say you forgive me." "You! For what?" "For having believed, even for an instant, what 'Father Blair said, that you were the murderer." Sedgwiek stalled bravely. "That le all past.". "And •you'll think of me at least kindly 2" "I'll think Of you with eery beat of my heart," he said passionately. . &Mt kr. taga. Mead th.e. look -at * • • * 1• * Selmnser had waned from the coast and with it had passed the keenness of local interest in the strangest vic- tim of Lonesome Cove, Other subjects of absorbing interest supervened dur- ing the long winter, among them the rumor that Hedgerow house was to be sold before summer. "And young Blair's body along with it, I expect," remarked Elder Dennett 'malevolently. "Seems to me, if I was nffilionaire like Alexander Blair, I would,n't sell my own flesh and blood; dead or alive." Of Alexander Blair himself nothing bad been seen in the neighborhood since mid-July nor of his daughter-in- law.Hedgerow house was In charge of Gansett Jim as caretaker. 'Profes- sor Kent had left about the same time as the Blairs, but Francis Sedgwick had stuck to the Nook. Though his work prospered, the worker had paled. Wind borne ontheblast of a mid- March gale, Chester Kent dropped down at the door of the Nook one wild afternoon without warning. As al- ways, he was impeccably clad, though his stout boots showed the usage of recent hard wear. Throwing open the door, he called his friend's name. Instantly the. artist came loping down the stairs and had him by the shoulder. "I've got a caller up above," he rfaid after the usual greetings and ques- tionings were over. "Yes? Have you gone in for local society?" "Not exactly local. It's Alexander "Hel-lo!" said Kent in surprise. "What brings him?" "Why, he came down to Hedgerow house to look after certain books and papers and ran over here to make Ms amende honorable in form. Chet, 1 hate being apologized to." "Of course. Every one does. Nev- ertheless, it's good exercise for Mr. A. Blair, Esquire." "He's the grim jawed, hard bitted Blair of old. Just the same, be made his apology as handsomely as need be I'll bring him down here." • The fabric magnate descended from the studio and 'greeted Kent briefly, then turned to his host "You will ex- cuse me if I ask Mr. Kent to step out- side. I have some business with hire "Stay here," said the artist,. "I'll gs back to my studio." Which he did. "I need your assistance. Some ow has been tampering with my son't grave," raid Blair. "You mean the grave at Hedgercre house?" "Yes. Gansett Jim reports that there are signs of recent digging. It lookt as if ghouls had been at work thert with the idea of getting the body and holding it for ransom. They would have had a flue surprise if they had got the coffin out!" , "Because they'd have found no body in it, yon mean?" "Certainly. But suppose they discov ered that there were no remains, noth ing but a punctured sand bag? Do yot see the potentialities of blackmail?" "Do you know of an old lady named Orcutt in Annalaka?" asked Kent. "She owns the house just next tt Annalaka churchyard, where your sox was buried as Jane Doe. She Is a vera worthy old lady. But she suffers se verely from asthma. In fact, it keept her awake most of the night. So sour interested persons have subscriber money and sent her south to a senate dues. I'd like to get you interested Ix her ease." "Yon wish roeto subscribe?" "Oh, .more than that. I think it would be a good idea if you were to assunit theMatire expense of the proceedings." "You mean reimburse the subserib- era?" "Exactly." For a few seconds the ralMonaire studied Kent's candid face, "Very well," he agreed. "How much?" "Sheriff Schlager can tell you. Be Is keeping the accounts. You see, it was necessary to get her out of the way. Her windows overlook the churchyard." "So you took occaaion to Indicate be fore." "Repetition of a really relevant point Is exeusable. She left two weeks ago, very meich Mystified but pathetically thankful, poor old girl! "When she was safely out of the way and no longer overlooking Anna. lake churchyard by night from her window Schlager, Adam Bain and, I lipid a visit to the place. What lay, nameless,' in Annalaka churchyard now rests In its own place at Hedgerow Mese. I Wish that you might have beard tho llttle prayer Made by that alinple teuntry laWYer Ow* year sen'a grave." Alexander Blair's clinched hands went to his temples in it singular get ture and dropped again. 'What Inter. Ost did Salazar and Bain have in ths matter?" h� added. In a low tone. "Y.Eluraithlater, luislaistationaartt. window `shade p lea-des/A' and' are Dri s electric ellendeller glowing, ilnalersed in the joyous nonsense of "'thyme and BE AFRAID Beason." The wind • ed profane protests at the window be. alternately ohout Canso It couldn't get in, and then fell silent. waiting for an answer. In one of these tulle Kent beard footsteps eutside, He dxopped his book, The footsteps approached the window. Tiptoeing tc the door be threw it open, Chestet Kent and Marjorie Blair stood face tt face. beg your pardon!" gibbered Kent. Feminine wise she built up her sell possession on the ruins of his. "I won, der," she said, with a smile, "whethei I'm the worse frightened one of us." "You see." he said lamely, "It war so sudden, your—your coming that way 1 didn't expect you." "And for that reason you intend te bar me from the house? it's quite dis. gustingly wet out here." With a muttered apology Kent step. ped aside, and she entered., Even anald bit Ill ease he could not but note hoW the girlish loveliness bad ripened and OF A CONN 011 COLD. • Coughs and colds do not call for a minute recital of symptoms as they are well known to everyone, but their dangers tire eat so well known. All the most serione elections of the throat, the lungs and ths bronchial tubes are, in the be- ginning, but coughs and colds. Many people when they contract a slight cold clo not pay any attention to it, thinking perhaps that it will pass away in a day or two, The upshot is that before they know it, it has settled ou their lungs. Too much stress cannot be laid on the fact that on the first sigu of a cough or cold it must be gotten red of immediately, as failure to do this may cause years of suffering from serious lung trouble. DR. WOOD'S NORWAY PINE SYRUP will cure the cough or cold and prove a preventative from all throat and lung troubles. such as bronchitis, pneumonia and consumption, Mrs. B. E. Druce, Brighton, Ont., writes: "I am sending you my testi. mony of your Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup, telling you what it did for my little girl. The doctor lind given her up as she was, as we thought, going into a decline with the cough she had1 was told by a lady friend to try "Dr. Wood's" and when she had taken two bottles she was on her feet again, and four bottles cured her," Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup is the best cure for coughs and colds. It is put up in a yellow wrapper; three pine trees the trade mark; the price, 25e and 50e; manufactured only by The T. Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont. .1...1,00...iII0•••*•••••••••••••••••••••• ilir you ixfd utiidto 'Oen- ad- eounts with bis own conscience. As for Bain, we needed a third man we could trust. I asked him and got him. It Was no small risk for him. If you felt that his risk is worth some reward you might"— "Yes, yes!" interrupted the other eagerly. "Do you think a thousand: - or perhaps more"— Kent smiled. "By thinking hard I could think a thousand," be said, "but not more in this case. It wouldn't be safe. Bain might not survive the shock. Thank you very ro.uch, Mr. 131aIr." CHAPTER XXI. Reward. ND now," said Blair, "I am still In the dark as to your interest in the matter." "Mine? Why, for one thing, I dislike to leave any affair unfinished. Besides, there was a promise made to Mrs. Blair. Is she back from Europe?" asked Kent. "She is at Hedgerow house." Blair communed with himself for a time then said abruptly, "By the way, de you think your friend, Mr. Sedgwick would come over to a pickup dinner before sve leave?" Kent's face lighted up. "Ask Inin," said he heartily, "and see." "I will as soon as I get home. Good day." Blair hesitated. "Kent," lu blurted, "I realize now why you won't take my money. I can always buy brains, but I can't buy the bigger, better thing. It isn't in the market Thank your He caught the scientist'a hand in a swift hard grip and strode off down the road. Chester Keret went back into the b.ouse with a glow at his heart. He shouted upstairs to Sedgwick: "Go on with your work, Frank. I want to loal and invite my soul for an hour Where's your reading matter?" Three minutes later Kent was stretch ed._ xur_i____1031 mitt ag • mre....ra.ss*ett.......w4r.wasa•se....,.+.....r. .4. REPUTATION FOR TRUMFULNESS.ItlAXLS ADVERTISINfi PAY By HOLLAND. AD VEi iTI SING preys. Ev- ery one !mews that, But uot all know exactly why and how it pays aud svhy it con- tinues to pay continuous ad- vertisers. It pays because of the rep- utation the advertisers have made for telliug the truth, for fair dealing and for business honesty. IT IS WICgED TO LIE, AND IT 18 ALSO FOOLISH. Just think hoer extremely foolish It would be to pay for advertising space in which to spread false-, hoods. Merchants know that their reputations for truthfulness in the advertisements is their best beisiness asset. They know that to make their ad- vertising valuable it must be believed; It must be truth- ful day after day, week after 0 week, Month after tnonth. Read the advertisements in this paper Closely and remem. ber that back of every state- ment is the reputation of a leading merchant, a repute - tion he has spent years in ac - nulling and which be will guard closely. warmed. But there glinted now in ho deep eyes an elfish spirit of raisehlef. "What a surprise to find you here, Mrs. • Kent!" she remarked sweetly "Or are you calling yourself Mr. Blair nowadays?" His tormentor considered hlm with malicious eyes. "Did any woman ever say 'Boo!' VI you suddenly, I wonder?" she mused aloud. "May the kindly fates give me to be among those present when yen) fall in love!" Kent favored her with an elaborate bow. "Your presence would be the one essential." "Really," she approved, "you're pro, gressing. I begin to feel repaid for my visit already." This time Kent looked her in the , eye. "You're not very demanding in "Finished!" he said. the matter of returns for your trouble," he remarked. "You haven't asked me about Sedgwick." "Is he well?" she inquired formally, but with quickened breath. "He is more than that. He is cured —and a man—a man," he added mean- ingly, "for any woman to be proud of." There was a step on the floor above. Marjorie Blair's hand went to her heart. ' "I didn't know he was here," she panted affrightedly. "I came just to— look at the place." Chester Kent raised his voice. "Frank," he called, "come down here; quick!" Not twice in his life had Sedgwick heard that tone in his friend's voice. He took the stairs at a leap and on the landing stopped. dead. "Marjorie!" he whispered. She shrank back a little from the light in his eyes. 'What do you do here?" he said very low. • Still she did not speak, but stood, tremulous, her face half panic, half passion. Unobtrusively Kent slid along the wall, ilise a shadow, and vanished into the night. "Where have you been?" Sedgwick asked the woman of his love. • "Everywhere. Nowhere. What does It matter?" she faltered. "I've come back." He went forward and took her hands In his; cold little bands that clung as they touched. "Why did you never write me?" be asked gently. "I don't know. I couldn't. Don't ask me to explain. It was just that I felt I must come back to you as X had come to you first, unexpected and without a wad. Can you under- stand?" "No," be said. "No; I suppose not. A man couldn't." "Good God!" he burst out. "Do you realize what it is te live in such uncer- tainty and longing as I've lived in since you left, to wait and hope and lose hope and hope and Wait again for a word that never tomes—to eat your heart out with waiting?" A slow wonderful smile trembled on tier lips. "My dear," she said, "I have Waited for you all my life." Suddenly her arms were around him. Eler cheek was pressed to his Own. Phe breath of her 'whisper was at his tar. "Oh, forgive Mel i win make it no tgago&Any,..citozaozditarqltr..------ •••'"- 1 i:iIIiiI !' 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He had beheld ngainst the wide window shade two shadows, which, standing motion- less for a moment a few feet apart, had drawn slowly together as by some Irresistible magnetism, and suddenly merged into one. The unintentional eavesdropper nodded in grave gratu- lation to the house and then turned sway. "Finished!" Inc said. "C'est conelu. Finis. Telos. Das End. And any or all other words of whatever language meaning a sound conclusion!" EGG SHOWS. Egg shows are now a part of the ex- hibits at many county fairs, poultry exhibitions, farmers' club competitions and farmers' institutes. These are an excellent feature. They encourage egg farmers to produce eggs of quality and Induce nsany to enter the ranks of winter egg prodtteers to compete. To win the prize for the best eggs entered is n fine advertise- ment for a inan's stock, and such an award, printed in the local papers and on a breeder's letter bead and egg car. Photo by C. M. riatTitz. VAIM INSTITITTn PRIZE EGG& ton. brings him trade and extra mon- ey. The judging of these eggs should be public and instructive. Though eggs are common not everybody can judge, nnd moat of the judging is sim- ply clone by weight, with no examina- tion of eontents. There aro times when eggs are so close that Six dozen in a bunch may be about all alike, but an examination sI their contents may show a differ- ence, and an egg judge sbould know an egg inside and out and the rating of the different mmlities so that an equitable award may be made. Tile best score card for eggs we breve 3o far seen was itsed at Cornell (N. Y.) State College of Agriculture at the last Partners' week. and we bereby furne•h it to those desirous Infos. meths) on the subject: MARKET EGG SCOL ii ('ARD. Diercrlitfications: ran.istalsable signs of else Au egg unfit for eating pu ,es. y egg Is disquoltlo ‘‘ whole entry shall be disear-,4 Valuation size: Should be large are.1 ..... 20 Shape: Should be uniform...... 5 Must be unifor1W p.. ite or betwn • 15 Shen t 'Must he unwashed, tag ti ong, free trom 4.: • ttn e should be tutif..: Interior quality Ow ees The alr space mess,•• s and the inner obeli the sir space should h.. 002 - tents should b t. vIth the yolk shotsisT • c.ntry shall sennnn • s eggs. tooth. 4 tex- 10 0 000000 OC.IsOseeelse IN THE DAIRY. During the summer the rows enjoy the cool eights. If n good pasture lot near the intro can be provided for them time will he saved in the tnorning, and the cows will do better. Not one cow barn In a iniudt.ed has enough windows. Sunshine Is amply provided by nature, and it's a shame to shut it out of the stable. The watering tank should he well covered, except where the stock are allowed to drink. It keeps the water elettuer and cooler. It's a mistake to try to make a profitable animal out of a runty scrub. Skimmilk is such a valuable feed that tbe separator is a ne- cessity on every dairy farm. * • 00000000* - • - • A New York man wants to ,know if all men are liars. Well, some have not been caught yet. There is such a thing as an ideal husband—in tbe minds of women who, have never married. A. New York pawnshop has gone into the hands of a receiver. Why.didn't it hack itself instead? The hand that rocked the cradle may, not be doing it any more, but it is sim determined to rule the world. Some people are so constituted that they worry today about what they are going to worry about tomorrow. Sardines, according to the federal cus- toms court, are herring. And them may be. They don't taste any better. anyhow. TheWretchedness of Constipation, • Can quickly be overcome by CARTER'S LITTLE LIVER PILLS Purely vegetable —act surely and gently on the liver. Cure Biliousness, Head - eche, Dies!. tiess, and indigeed'on. 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