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ETTERPRICES
We are now prepared to Grade Your Cream honestly,
gather it twice a week, and deliver at our Creamery each (thy
we lift it, We gather with covered truck to keep sun off it,
We pay a premium: of 1 cent per lb, butter at for
Speciale over that of No. 1 grade, and 8 cents per Ib. but-
ter-fat
utter-fat for No 1 grade over that of No. ;; grade,
The basic, principle of the improvement in the quality
of Ontario butter is the elimination of second and off grade
Cream. 'I'hia may be accomplished by paying the producer
of good cream a better price per pound o£ butter -fat t,],en
is paid to the producers of poor cream. We solicit your
patronage and 0 -operation for better market.
tom' -We will loan you a can,
See our Agent, T. C. McCALL,
or Phone 2310, Brussels.
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Ship's stores were the next detail,
and these, Including fifty gallons of
gasoline, over and bore the tanks
and three l:nrrels rf wrier, being duly
got aboard, nn the evening of July
12 all was ready for Um start; an eve-
ning whk'I1 .vas naturaily spent in a
parting conclave in John Saunders'
snuggery,
"Why, one Important thing you've
forgotten." said C:hnrlle. "Machetes—
end spades and pt,"knxes. And I'd
take a few slicks of dynamite alone
with you too. 1 can let 3'ou have the
lot, We'll get them aboard tonight."
"It's a pity you have to give it
away that It's a treasure hunt," shit!
John, "hut then you rani keep the
crew from knowing. And they're a
queer let on the nidnject of trenanre.
have some of the rummlest supersti-
tions. 1 hope you won't have tiny
trouble with them."
"Had any experience in handling
niggers?" asked Charlie.
"Not the least."
"That makes me wish T were coming
with you. They are rum beggars. Aw-
ful cowards, and Just like n pack of
children. You know about stilling
anyhow. That's n good thing. You
can captain your own boat, if need ti±,
That's all to the good. PnrticuLv'Iy
it yon strike any dirty weather. But
let me give you one word of ttdvlce:
Be kind, of course, with them—hut
keep your distnnce nil tate same. And
be careful about losing your temper,
Yon get more out of them by coax-
Ing—hard as It is, at times. And, by
the way, hew 'would you like to take
old 'Sailor' with you?"
"Sailor" was a great Labradoe re-
triever, who 1(t that moment turceed up
hie big head with II devoted sigh from
behind his master's chair.
"Rather," I said. So "Senor" was
thereupon enrolled as a tcucc.':r addi-
tion to the crew, .o
"Olid Tom," the cook, was drat on
hand next morning. I took to him at
once. A simple, kindly old ' ierlty" of
"Uncle Tom's Cuhin" type, with faith-
fulness written •('l ever )'Irl, "«d a err-
taTn sari w'is,lon) in his old
"You'll Jiml 'tom m great cook," said
Charlie, patting the old rutin on the
shoulder. "Many a trip we've taken
together after duck, haven't we, Tun?"
"'rhat's right. suit. That's light,"
said tin old mum, his eyes twinkling
with pleasure.
Then Caine the mown—runt. Jabez
Williams ---a younger lune, with an in-
telligent, anlf-respecting manner, some.
Letterheads
Envelopes
Billheads
And all kinds of Business
Stationery printed at The
Post Publishing House.
We will do a job that will
do credit to your business.
Look over your stock of
Office Stationery and it it
requires replenishing call.
us by telephone 81.
The Nose NahNshng House
y
went noncommittal,bclsmessltke, evi-
dently not particularly anxious as to
whether he pleased or not. but looking
Competent and civil enough.
Next come the engineer, a young
hulking bronze gient, a splendid phys-
ical spechnen, but rather !envy and
sullen and not over.Intelligens to look
at. The dec1hnnd proved to be a
sllackly, rather silly. effemluate fellow.
suggesting idiocy, but doubtlesswiry
and good enough for the purpose,.
While they were busy getting up the
anchor of the hi:lggie Darling 1 went
(311"•11 Into my eaten to nrrtinge 541rlons
odds and ends. and presently came the
captain, touching his 1101.
"There's a party," he said, "outside
here wants to know if you'll take him
9
passenger to Spanish \Poll ."
We're n:'t teidee p' ecr^,.rc." 1 an.
stated. "lint 1 will look hits over."
A 1111111 (e110 Slit Ili' lila 1117 ill n rnly-
1 b1(„1, bo m,g against the ship's side,
"You'd do 1(]e a grout favor, sir," he
begun to say In a con, ingratiating
I voice,
T looked at him with a start of rue.
ognitlon. Ho calls my pockmarked
friend, who had made 01"31 an unpleas-
ant impression on me nt John Slam.
dors' office. Ile was rather more pen•
tlenlauely looking than he had seemed
at the flrat view, —1 I saw list,
thnnvh he was n halfbreed the white
blood predominated,
"1 don't went to intrude,” he snit].
"hut I have urgent need of getting to
Spanish Wells, and there's no bunt go -
Ing that way for a week. I've just
missed the mail."
"I didn't think of taking any passen-
gers," T said,
"T knew." he said. "1 knew It's n
great favor I ask," Ile spoke with a
certain cultivation of manner. "But
i 1(w wtllulg of cuurai:-tuq,ay auyJ,ing
you think well for my food and my
passage."
I waived that suggestion aside and
. stood Irresolutely looking at him, with
no :•cry hoapltable expreacion in my
eyes, 1 dare say. But really my dis-
taste for him was an unreasoning prej-
udice, and Charlie Webster's phrase
came to my mind—'93Is face Is against
the poor devil!"
It certainly wes.
Then et last I seed, surely not over -
graciously.: "Very well. Get aboard.
Yon can help work the host;" and
with that I turned away to my cabin.
CHAPTER iV.
In Which Tom Catches an Enchanted
Fish, and Discourses of the Dangers
of Treasure Hunting.
The morning was a little overcast,
but a brisk northeast wind soon set We
clouds rioting as It weut hum :lug in
our snits. and the sun, coming out ie
Its glory over the crystalline Wclterq,
nada a tine flashing world of i1. full
of exhilaration and the very breath of
youth and adventure, very egxlif,:,.,: u•
the heart.
Missal] looked very pretty i. .
miming sunlight, with ltd 1)11111 :etc
white houses nestling among pale
trees and the masts of its entente' •.
sehnoners. 511(3 0111111 we Were, ],het•:,,:
TAKES OPTIMISTIC VIEW
Viscount Cecil who declaares that
Britain and the `United States can
succeed to a limitations of armament
conference providing the question is
approached in a more friendly spirit,
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BRUSSELS POST
;FEATHERS
••" WANTED
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• Highest market price
• paid for your F(,;:thers
M. \rollick
of the p15turesque low-lying fort, Fort
Montague, that Major Bruce, nen'•ly
two hundred years ago, had suet] a
time building as a protection against
pirates entering from the east end
of the harbor. It looked like a veri-
table piece of the past, and set the
Imagination dreaming of those old
days c.1' Spanish galleons and the binek
flag, and brought my thoughts eagerly
back to the object of my trip, those
doubloons and pieces of eight that lay
In glittering heaps somewhere out In
those !shrd wildernesses.
Then Tom 00me up with my break-
fast. no old fellow stood by to serve
Then Tom Came Up With My Break-
fast.
me as I ate. with a pnthetic touch of
the old slavery clays In his deferential,
half -fatherly manner, dropping a
quaint remark every now and again;
as, when drawing• any Intention to the
sun bursting through the clouds, he
said, 'The poor mat's blanket Is (Will-
ing out, se-Va.-phrases In which there
seemed a whole lot of pathos to me.
Presently, when breakfast was over,
and I stood looking over the side into
the incredibly clear water, in which
it seems hardly possible that a boat
can go on floating, suspended as she
(enme over gleaming gulfs of liquid
space, down through which at every
moment it seems she must dizzily fall.
As Tom and I gazed down, lost in
those rainbow deeps, I heard a voice
at my elbow saying with peculiarly
sickening unction:
"The wonderful works of God."
It was my unwelcome passenger,
who had silently edged up to where
we stood. I looked at him, with the
question very clear in my eyes as to
what kind of disagreeable animal he
was.
"Precisely," I said, and moved away.
I had been trying to feel more kind-
ly toward him, wondering whether I
could summon up the decency to offer
him a cigar, but "the wonderful works
of God" finished me.
"Hello! captain," I said presently,
pointing to some stills coming up rap-
idly behind us. "What's this? I
thought we'd got the fastest boat in
the harbor."
"It's the Susan B., sponger," said
the captain.
The captain was a men of few
words.
The Susan 13. was n rakish-lo(dchte
craft with a black hull, end she cer-
teinly could sail. No doubt it was pure
ina,.rinittinn, but 1 did fame, that I no-
ticed Mil` pesst'uger 0101(11 to them in
tI p„cnii"r
I r:uufea5 that its presentee twee he -
pinning to geten my nerves, :;rid I
,t: : •ty to ioi '•edgy" at ilnythi00
cr 110110110—tut irritated stat, 1'i 1111114
'.,hi',), 1 pre entry took out on ill 44
the elnt;ot,er, n'ho 111(1 1101 !wile bis
liulkiu,t appearance, 11111 win was for-
ever letting the engine stop and tak•
Ing forever t0 get it gulag again, One
mild almost have sworn ho did It on
purpose.
My language was more forcible than
classical—had quite a piratical flavor,
in fact; and my friend of "the wonder-
ful works of God" looked up with a
deprecating air. Its affect on George
was all, except perhaps to further
deepen his sulks.
And this I tiid notice, after a white,
that my remarks to George Seemed to
have set up a certain sympathetic nc-
qunintanee between him and my pas-
seegor, the'shackiy (leekhnnd being ap-
parently token in as en humbie third.
They sat for'ard, talking together, and
nay passenger read to them, on one
occasion, from a piece of printed pa-
per that fluttered in the wind. -
The captain was occupied with his
helm, and the thoughts he didn't seem
to feel the necessity of sharing; s
quiet, pulsed, pl'uoanly snlpto man, tor.
whom I.eauid not deny the respect we
must always give to content, however
,t
011410. Ile tuna a sailor, and 1 dna t
know what better to nay of a
130 for companionship I was thrown
back upon Tom, I felt, too, that is
calls my only friend on board, and is
vague feelinged come ever r mr+ Wet
e•
within thenexC f.ti bourn I Might need
to frieird•
Are we going too fust for fishing,
Tom?" I asked.`
"Nut too fact for a harraeout11," said
Tont; so we put out Ilnes and %Welted
the stretched strings, and listened to
the sea. After a while Tom's lire grew
Met, and wa hauled hn a itvc.foot bar-
racOuta.
,001; 1" mild Tom, no he pointed to
a RUM 1111Ihin;; eel -like shape, about
wine !nellee long, attached to the belly
of the bnrrocouta,
"A seeking iislr!" said Tom. 'That's
good tuck 1" and he proceeded' to turn
over the poor creature and cut from
hie brick, immediately below his bond,
a flat incl; and a half of skin lined
and stamped like a rubber sole --the
device by 1511011 he held on to the
belly of the barracouta much as the
circle of wet leather holds the stone
in a schoolboy's sling.
"Now." he said, when he had It
clean and neat In his Lagers, "we must
hang this up and dry It in the north-
east wind; the wind is just riglst—
nor'-nor'east--and there 1s no mascot
like it, specially when—" Old Tom
hesitated, with a slyly Innocent smite
In his eyes,
"What Is It, Tom?" I asked.
"Well, sir, I meant to say that this
particular part of a sucking fish, prop.
erly dried in the northeast wind, is a
wonderful masent—when you're going
after treasure,"
—"Who said I was going after treas-
ure?" I asked.
"Aren't you, sah?" replied Tom,
"asking your pardon."
"Let's talk It over later on, when
you bring me my dinner, Tom."
Later, as Tum stood, serving my
coffee,l took it up with himagain.
"What was that you we're saying
about treasure, Tom?' I asked.
"!Nell, sar, what T meant was this:
that going after treasure is a danger-
ous business . . . it's not only the
living you're to think of—" Here Tom
threw a careful eye for'ard.
"The crew, you mean?"y
He nodded.
"But It's the dead too." '
"The dead, Tom?"
"Well, ser, Were was never a buried
treasure yet that didn't claim its via
Una Not one or two either•. Six or
eight of them, to my knowledge—and
the treasure just where it was for all
that. I das'say it sounds all foolish-
ness, but It's true for all that. Some-
thing or other'll come, mark my word
—just when they think they've got
their hands on it: a hurricane or a
tidal wave or an earthquake. And—
well, the ghost laughs, but the treasure
stays there all the same."
"The ghost laughs?" I asked.
"Eh! of course; didn't you know
every treasure is guarded by a ghost?
He's got to keep watch there till the
next fellow comes along, to relieve
sentry duty, so to speak. He doesn't
give It away. My no! He dassn't do
that. But the minute someone else is
killed, coming looking for It, then he's
free—and the new ghost has got to
go on sitting there, waiting for ever
so long till someone else comes look-
ing for it."
"But what has this sucking fish got
to do with it?" And I pointed to the
red membrane already drying In Tom's
hand.
"Well, the man who carries this in
his pocket won't be the next ghost," he
answered.
"Take good care of It for me, then,
Tom," I said, "and when It's properly
dried let me have it. For I've a sort
of idea I may have need of it, after
all."
And just then old Sailor, the quietest
member of the crew, put up his head
ns 1 wnedoi10r y
sobIn soyaon afteredslda1nwn,5(3 abonutut 4:13m0
next morning, titt1 e \es 110 wd
at
3111 all -1 110 holt( 11(1 W
1)5 I $
lued nut of of the cahtn hatcl*,
bnwete.', there was enough breeze to
Sutter a piece of paper that had boon
a3 -,.,,11i
1 In Me hininsair halve 1 t 11 Pot.
,ed there lonely in the It res :.
';:;:;.1111111/%0111
:1(,d k1in1g 1(((1sie 1
7pt10111 1(4.1 1' 1 ])traoto t r7
v nl ria
did 11O George reared 3, ]e r] t +444.1.
"'3!1(111 04:„ tieorge.•- 1 ,;,1I .. .••411
eve gut to ran oil 01/solo t.t
"There ain't no •.,-e ate , . pat
,mu 0111 11( Ole night."
t."
The funit]g w1 i tilled t,t.:.4 we
::n+.•'('(1, weren't they?" 1 1ta,esl.
"Yes• alt."
"We can't have used thew up
'(1101 l
"No, sir—but someone lane saga:
rhe melts
1 stood dazed for a moment, ,141(1111. +
tog holy this could have ham. 11 :!
!igen a thought slowly dawned tete.
"Who has charge of them?" 1 said,
George looked a Ilttle stupid, thee.
defiant.
"1 see," I said; and, suddenly, with
out remembering Charlie SS'ebsler',: 1(d
vice not to lose your temper with a lie
gro-1 realized that this was no (1(•,•t
dent, but a deliberate trlck, something
indeed in the nature of a miniature
mutiny. That fluttering paper 1 had
picked from the halyard lay near my
breakfast tnbie. I had only half rend
it. Now its import came to me with
full force. I had no firearms with we.
Having a quick temper, I have made It
a habit all my life never to carry a gun
—because they go off so easily. But
one most essential part of a gentle-
man's education bad been mine, so 1
applied It instantly on George, with
the result that a welt -directed blow
under the peak of the jaw sent him
sprawling, and for awhile speechless,
In the cockpit.
"No gasoline?" I said.
And then my passenger --I must give
him credit for the courage --put up !111
head for'ard, and called out:
�
"I protest against that; It's a rote
nrdly outrage. You wotu.:a't cave t
do it to a white man,"
"Oh, I see," I rejoined. "So you ere
the author of this precious paper here,
are you? Come over bare and talk It
over, if you've the courage."
"I've got the courage," he answered,
in a shaking voice.
"All right," I said; "you're safe for
the present—and, George, who is so
fond of sleep, will take quite a nap for
u while, I Went."
"You English brute!" he said,
"You English brute!" he had said;
and the words had impelled me to in-
vite him aft; for 1 camnot deny a cer-
tain admiration for him that had mys-
teriously grown up In me,
""Come here!" I said, "for your life
Is safe for the time being. I would
like to discuss this paper with you."
He came and we read it together,
fluttering as I had seen it flutter in his
lingers as he read It for'ard to the en-
gineer and to the deckhund. It began -
"Think how many we are! Thinlc
what we could do! It isn't eitber that
we haven't intelligence—if only we
were to use it. We don't lack leaders
—we don't lack courage—we don't lack
martyrs; all are ready—"
I stopped reading.
"Why don't you start then?" I asked.
"We're waiting for Jamalcil," he an-
WEDNESDAY, JAN, 2nd,• ;1821$,
AOCTIONEI�itS
THOMAS MA
s l3RQWN
Seaforth, Ontario
Licensed auctioneer for eountier
of Huron and Perth, Immediate sr
ran 'e nun s
for
1 t ,
g r sale dates can lh
trade by calling The Bost, BrusseJt
Charges ltcasonable, Satisfactiox
Guaranteed or no charge. 16-0
a+Yer'ea; "Rhe'& nlmusl rl.uly',-
"It sounds a pretty gnntl idea to
mon
I remarked, "fromnyn lu
slut of
,
view. i AOur soul• point of view; He
member, 1 snhl but you mustn't think
that yours is 11111114 --aur ft'(' ane Inn•
111e1rt--O deal' no 1 On the contrary.
toy point o1 view Is tint of the gov,
erne of Nnxs • h s ,
r 1(u, a 1 I I i] t titnlallVa,
q1111,e nearby, at Harbour 111113x1(1, Isn't'
111"
My pt,ek-nuu'ked friend grew a trifle
green as 1 said this,
"We litor e salts still, remember." X r:•-
sinned. "GOOrge MAI the lust gasulin,•
are not everything, Five hours, with
anything of a'01114, woulll bring us to
Harbour island, and—with this panel
in uay iniad it would b' --who do you
think
yourself? The gallows?"
31y friend grew 1 •rate at that, and
r ar 1(1 be tJ inkic g bard inside,
444.1!0 c, :allWillits the full fume of
'+Ir h ] ilir;n'i tu,iie]•t;tand till Inter.
`'111 the immediate result of w!t!ait war'
1
011)''"). nk,o,$ Of 11111 111)er 151.11111 11111
tet cnu]cly devolve me.
"Oh," he said, "I (twit think you
nice meat that. You're Impulsive—
. lvlteL you hit that pour buy down
+!t"re---"
";Jell," I observed, "I'm trilling to
treat you better than yen deserve. "So,
say nothing about this, if you like"
(pointing to the manuscrIpt), "trod if
the wind holds, put you ashore tomor-
row et Spanish IVelis, I like you Xn
splte of myself. Is It a bargain?"
On tbls we parted, and, as I thought,
with a certata friendliness on both
sides.
There was no sailing Hind, so there
was nothing to do but stay where we
were all day. I spent most of the time
In my cabin, reading a novel, and, seen
after nine, I fell asleep in a frame of
mind unaccountably trustful.
I suppose that I bad been asleep
about three bours when I was dis-
turbed by a tremendous roar. It was
Sailor (who ahvays slept near rte) out
on the cockpit with a man under his
paws—his jaws at the man's throat.
I milled him off, and saw that it teas
,1y pockanarked friend, with his right
bend f111,011e0 in We mirk iii
zi iif
re-
volver t few inelms away from it. do
r ::s 1 it oiLly
.`;n, "Lets gr.t hid of 11111
"1• Finial'," 1 said, end I slll.pea it
alio air hip pocket.
(Continued Next Week)
A centaur is a fabled monster,
part man and part horse.
W. D. S. JAM1ESON,
MD; CM; LM.CC;
Physician and Surgeon
Office McILelvey Block, Brussels
Successor to Dr. White
Phone 45.
T. T. M' RAE
M. 8., M. C. P., & S. O.
51, 0, B.., Village of Brussels.
Physician, Surgeon, Aeoouehear
Moe at residenae, opposite rdel1 Ille Church
William 511001.
OR. WARDLAW
Bailor graduate of the Ontario Veterinary
'alar e. D, as ld night cans. 011104 opposit.
Fr. SIAVERIR
BARRISTER, SOLICITOR,
CONVEYANCER, NOTARY PUBLIC
LECKIE BLOCK - BRUSSELS
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"Tam and You and I."
into my hands, as though to say that
be had been unfairly lost sight of.
"Yes, and you too, old chap—that's
right. Tom and you and I."
And then I turned In for the night.
s CHAPTER V, von'
lit Which Wo Degln to Understand
Our Unwelcome Passenger.
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