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find sniffelent soil for biro in one or
those big holes."
"FTow about the (there.:
"Well, to tell the truth, 1 wus dilat-
ing that sharks are good enimeit for
them. '
"They deserve no better, Tam, end
I think we may as well get rid of them
first."
So It was done as we entrl, and car-
rying then by the feet and shoulders
to the edge of the bluff—George, and
Silly Theodore, and the nameless giant
who had kneekell not down so oppnr.
tuney--we si:ilifta:y Rung flu'm in,
and they glided off aLth scarce a
splash.
Then we turned to the poor captain
and carried him as gently as we could
over the rough ground to the biggest
of the hanann holes, ns the natives
cull them, and there we were able to
dig him a fairly respectable grave.
Tom anti Stator and 1 were now, to
the best of our belief, alone on the
Island, and a lonesomer spot 1t would
be hard to imagine, or one touched at
certain hours with a fairer beauty—
a beauty wraithlike and, like a sea
shell, haunted with the marvel of the
sea.
First we went over our stores, and,
thanks to those poor dead mouths that
did not need to be reckoned with any
more, we bad plenty of everything to
last us for at least a month, not to
speak of fishing, at which Tom was an
expert.
When, however, we turned to our
plane for the treasure hunting we
soon came to it (lead stop. The indi-
cations given by TOMBS seemed, in the
face of such a terrain, naive to a de-
gree. Possibly the land had changed
since his day. Seine little, of course,
It must have done. Tom and I went
ver Tobias' directions again and
ere was the compass carved on the
k, and the cross. There was some -
g definite—something which, if it
ver there at all, was there still—
that climate the weather leaves
mperishod almost as to Egypt.
' o11 the highest bluff we mead
and I Melted around.
unless is somewhere anions'
*nal rocks—if it ever was
re at all—that's one thing
m ; but loolc at the rooks!"
my miles of racks north
and from two to six from
A more hopeless job the
1 could not conceive. Toru
ead, and scratched his
rheads
elopes
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moat by' the ghost, sar," he
Bald. "All these men bad never been
killed If the ghost hadn't been some-
where near. Hark me, if we and the
treasure it'll be by the ghost."
"That's all very well," I laughed.
"But how are we going to get the
ghost to show his hand? IIe's got
such bloodthirsty ways with him"
"They always have, sar," said Toni,
no doubt with some ancestral shudder
of voodoo worship in his blood. "Yes,
sur, they always cry out for blood. It's
all they've got toliveon. They drink
It like you and me drink coffee or
rum. It's terrible to hear them in the
night."
"Weil, Tom," I remnrlied, "you may
be regia, but of one thing I'm certain;
if the gimrn's going to get any one, It
shu'n't be you."
"We've hath got one good thence
against them--" Tum was beginning.
tenet telt ale netaim about that old
eu 'eta ' n; -h."
":hind you keep it safe. for all that,"
said Tom gravely. "I wouldn't lose
mine for a thnusan(1 pounds,"
"1Ye11, all right,, but let's forget the
dammed old ghosts for the present."
We decided to try a plan that WAS
really, no Mau at alt; 1hut Is to say, to
neer: more or less at random, till we
consumed all our stores except Just
enough to take us home, elcaawhtle
we would, each of us, every a 03', cut a
sort of radiating swathe, working sin-
gle-handed, from the cove entrance.
Thue we would prospect as much of
the country us possible in a sort of
fan, both of us keeping our eyes open
for a compass carved o11 a rock. In
this way we might hope to cover no In
considerable stretch of the country In
the three weeks, and, moreover, the
country most likely to give some re-
sults, as being that lying in a semictr-
t;: filen the little' harbor tehere the
ships would have lain. It wasn't much
of a plan perhaps, but It seemed- the
most possible among the impossibles,
Harder work than we had under-
taken no 111011 have ever set their !rands
to. It would have broken the back of
the most able-bodled navvy; and when
we reached the boat at sunset we had
scarce strength left to eat our supper
and roll into our bunks. A madtete
Is a heavy weapon that needs no little
skill in handling with economy of
farce, and Tom, who had been brought
up to 1t, was, In spite of his years, a
better practitioner than L
I have already hinted at the kind of
devil's underbrush we bad to cut our
way through, but no words can do jus-
tice to the almost Intellgent stubborn.-
nests
tubborn-ness with which those weird growths
opposed us. It really seemed as though
they were Inspired by a diabolic wili-
f"rce pltting itself against our will,
vegetable incarnation of evil strength
and fury and cunning.
Day niter day Toru and I returned
house (lead boat, with hardly a tired
word to erehange with each othee.
We had now -been at It for about a
ortudght, and I loved the old chap
lore every day for the grit and tour-
ge whit which he supported our ter -
Hee labors and kept up hie spirits.
nee or twice we had [node fancied
ieroverles which we called off the
'her to see, and once or twice we had
'led some blasting on rocks that
e)ed to suggest mysteri01s timnel-
rgs into the earth. 13ut tt had all
roved a vain thing and a weariness
n
it
tl
to
se
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of tee flesh. And 111e crust of John P,
t•:'sina x1111 kepi ION Sri yet.
CHAPTER VIII.
An Unfinished Game of Cards.
Ono r0e1) 1)5 its I 1")11rm+11 . 1) 1115
111 nnus(I8 ly were 'nal and tliebe ert-
onv,l I (5ked'('oot 11)11.0 Il1e sl ores wore
hott1(115 out. IM' n11SW01rd cheerfnity
11111 they wined last another week and
leave us enough to got home.
"Well, shell we stick out the other
week or not, Tom? 1 don't want to
kill you, and I confess I'm nearly alt
in myself."
"May as well stick it out, ear, now
'we've gone so far. Then we'll have
done alt we can, and there's rt certain
satisfaction in doing that, sar,"
So next morning we went nt It
ngnin, and the next, and the beet
again, and then on the fourth day,
When our week was drawing to its
close, something at last happened to
,change the grim monotony of Ottr days,
• It was shortly after the lunch hour.
Tom and I, who were now worklne tee
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far apart to hear each others 110Uoua,
hail fired our revolver' once or tht105
to show time!, all was right With us,
lint, for ties to nson 1 can give. I suet-
dcaly got al feeling that all 1008 net
right _ht w1111 the aid nun), so i tired lay
revolver nee 5(500 ilhn um for a n --
Pee But there ems no uuswee. Again
I tired, SOB no anvw'ef. I was on the
point of i1••lu„ agent whew 1 heart
aennethinit e010the through the brush
be tHnel tae. It 1418 Sailor teeing
toward d nue over the jagged 17(1 la.
I elatedly there was something miner.
"Something wrong whit old 'tom,
",oiler?" I asked, as though he could
itemer nus, And in(1eed he dill answer
,s plainly as dog ceitltl do, wagging
nix 1111 and w'hlulag enol terning to ge
lack with me in the direction whence
he had come.
"Off we go, then, old chap," and as
he ran ahead, I followed his as fast
as I could.
It took me the best part of nn hour
to get to where 'tom had been work-
ing, Sailor brushed his way ahead,
pushing through the scrub with canine
Importance. Presently, at the top of
a slight elevation, I came among the
bushes to a softer spot where the soli
ilea given way, anti saw that it was
the mouth Of n 5110Pt like a wide chim-
ney flue, the earth of which had evi-
dently fallen in. Here Sailor stopped
and whirled, pnwing the earth, and at
the sante time 1 heard a moaning un -
demean.
"Ys (hut you, Tom?" I called. Thnnl(
Cod, the old chap Was not dead at all
events.
"Thank the Lord, it's you, ser," he
cried. "T'm all right, but I've had a
hail fall --and I can't seem able to
Move." •
"Hold on' and keep up your 1leart—
I'11 be with you In minute," I caned
down to bite.
"Mind yourself, sar," he called cheer-
ily, and indeed It was a problem to get
down to him without precipitating the
Mose earth and rock that were ready
to make a lundslide (10lv11 the hole, end
perhaps bury him forever.
But, looking about I found another
natural tunnel In the side of the 11111.
Into this I was able to worm myself,
and in the dim light found the old man
and put my flash to his lips,
"Anything broken, do you think?"
Toni didn't think so. Ile had evJ-
lently been stunned by bis fall, and
another pull at my flask set him on
his feet. But as 11lelped him up, and,
striking a 11ght, we began to look
(round the hole he had tumbled Into.
3e gave a piercing 8111'lek and fell on
ale knees, jabbering with fear.
"The ghosts! the ghosts!" he
screamed.
;And the sight that met our eyes was
eertn(uly one to try the nerves. Two
figures sat at a table -one with his
haat/Red slightly and one leaning side-
ways in his chair in a careless sort of
attitude. They seeemed to be playing
cards, and they were strangely white—
tor they were skeletons.
I stood hushed, tahile Tom's teeth
rattled at my side. The fantastic awe
of the thing was beyond telling. And
then, not without h qualm or two,
which I Would be tier to deny, I went
and stood nearer to them. Nearly all
their clothes had Fallen away, lamlging
but in shreds here and there. That
the hat hnd so jauntily kept its place
was one of those gr1)n touches Death,
that terrible humorist, loves to add to
his jests. The cards which 110(1 7)p•
patently just been dealt, had suffered
scarcely from decay --only a little dirt
hud sifted down upon them. as it had
into the runt glasses that stood, too,
at each man's side. And as I looked
at the skeleton jauntily facing me, I
noticed that a bullet hole had been
mad)' 711: ricin ns 11' by u drill to his
forehead of bone—while, turning to
examine store closely his silent part-
ner, I noticed a x11:,13• sailor's knife
hanging filen the riles whore the Flints
1,511 (eon, Then I looked 151 the their
and feimil the ley to the whole story.
For there, within a few yards, slued
a henry ,sailor's chest, strongly Minna
teemed with Iron. Tet Rd O'l18 thrown
Meet runt 0 few coins ley seetteOed at
the bottom, While a few lay about un
the floor, I 1(111(ed theta up.
They were levees of eight !
Mennwhlle'I'om had stopped jabber-
ing and had come nearer, looking on
In awed silence. I showed him the
pieces of eight.
"I guess these are all we'll see of
one eo1rn P. 'Tobias' treasure, Tom,"
I said, And it loops as if these poor
fellows Saw els little Of It as oUr'selves.
Can't you imagine theta with It there
et their feet—perhaps pinging to di-
vide it on it gamble, and me0nwhne
the other fellows stealing In through
some of these rabbit runs--9ne with a
knire, the other With a gttu—and then:
Secret Code.
"What is Esperanto?"
"Don't you knew? It's the 0111-
versal language."
"Whereabouts Is it spoken?"
"Nowhere;'
010 milli the loot and ee. "01111 the sane,
f1.
i rat
1tlrr ,
1t strikes ► e r a
u vett'
nutty tragedy doesn't it ton?"
Suddenly-.--ptlhnpa milt the vibta•
eu of our voices- •tile lust toppled till
the bend of the fellow fu«rut; urs In the
111051 weird andenm1111)1 i'ua;hloto--.a (1
Mitt .11.1)5 too numb for 'ton), end he
set'eained 11.11(1 )110,(1e for the atilt 1)010,
I Waited a Minute to Replace the Hat
on the Rakish One's Head,
But I waited a minute to replace the
hat on the rakish ones head. As I
was likely often to think of him lu the
future I preferred to remember him
at the moment of our first strange
acquaintance.
Book IL
CHAPTER 1.
Once More in John Saunders' Snug-
gery.
Need 1 say that it was a great oeca-
sloe when 1 was once more back safe
In John Saunders' snuggery, telling my
story to my two friends, John 011(1
Charlie Webster, all dust as if I had
never stirred from my easy chair,in-
stead of having spent an exciting
month or so among sharks, dead men,
blood -lapping ghosts, card -playing
skeletons and such like?
My friends listened to my yarn In
characteristic fashion, John Saunders'
eyes like mice peeping out of a Cup-
board, and Charlie Webster's huge
bulk poised almost threatening, as It
were, with the keenness of his atten-
tion. His deep-set kind brown eyes
glowed like a boy's as I went on, but
by, their dangerous kindling at certain
points of the story, those dealing with
our pockmarked friend, Henry P. To-
bias, Jr„ I soon realized where, for
him, the chief interest of the story
ay.
"The — rebel!" be roared out
once or twice, using an adjective pe-
culiarly English.
For him my story had but one moral
—the treason of Henry P. Tobias, Jr.
dhe treasure might as well have had
7)o existence, so far as he was eon-
serned, and the grim climax in the
mve drew nothing from him but a pre-
eecuple(i nod. And John Saunders
was little more satisfactory. Both of
them allowed me to end in silence.
They both seemed to be thinking
deeply,
"I mast say you two are a great au-
dience," 1 said presently, perhaps
rather childishly nettled,
"It's a very serious matter," said
John Saunders, and I realized that it
was not my crony but the secretary to
the treasury of his Britannic majes-
ty's government at Nassau that was
talking. As he spoke he looked across
et Charlie Webster, almost as if for-
getting ine. "Something should be
done about It, eh, Charlie?" be con-
tinued.
"-- traitor!" roared Charlie, nnce
more employing that British adjective.
And then he t'u'ned to me:
"Look here, o1(1 pal, I'll make a bar-
gain with you, if you 111:e. I suppose
3;ou're keen for that other treasure
now, ell?"
"I am," sola 1, rt.ther stiffly,
"Well, titers, I'll go after it with
you—on one condition. You eon keep
the treasure, if you'll give ow Tobias.
It would do my heart good to c,•1 111m,
as you had the vi uuc•e of dein:; that
aflern101i. Whatever were you doing
to miss hhn?"
"I proposed to myself the satisfac-
tion of malting 5101 1lutt mistake," I
said, "on our next meeting. I feel I
MP it to 1 11 poor old earthen,"
"Never Mind; hand the captain's
rights over to nue--and I'll help you
all I knew with your treasure. Be-
sides, Tobias Is a job for lin l:ngllsh-
rnen-011, John? It's a platter of 'king
and country' with me. With you It
would be mere private vengeance.
With me It will be an execution; with
you 1t would be a murder. Isn't that
so, John?"
"Itlxaetly," John nodded.
"Since you were away," Chariie be-
gan again, "I've bought the prettiest
yawl you ever set eyes on—the Fla-
mingo --forty-five over ell, and this
time the very fastest boat 1n the har-
bor. Yes, she's faster even than the
Susan B. Now I've a holiday due tae
to about a fortnight. Say the word,
and the Flamingo's yours for couple
of months, and her capteln top, 1
teaks ole that One condition," i
"Ail right, Charlie," 1 agreed; "'he's
yours."
u s.
Whereat Charlie shot out tt huge
pi w like a shoulder of ini)1101) and
trrahhed my hand with its touch fervor
tot th035lt 1 held tweed his life o1• dome
Yon some 011101' uttimaginubie kind•
rugs, And as hO 111(1 no 1115 broad,
sweet smile (sine back again. Ole wits
thinking of Tobias.
While Charlie Webster was arrnnee
lug 1118 110011'11 su 111711 h,• nn "1,t Ito
able to take his holiday with a fee_
mind I bueltel myself welt pe,0
b, the Plaholigo, and n, 4..
ti.g with ori,• 7)7(71 81101 110 • t,i, • c;1'
WM fr frog,, !n t110 holt 401.111t1
POOP 111111 that might guide n.; ur, o,•
coining expedition. 1 ih l- 0 s; . ,
Bible, tau, that elnume night U,.:
being tee sense Information u,9: 1„
(event movements of rob :.,
In this way I nettle fles 8'q"14 r-->,
of severed ole[ salts, beg 1. l8(
Week, one or tiro of Mh ,, gee u..;
(heir neighbors had
legendary adary savor of the old "111''1 ,
days," Ohieh, 1f reev p1a1(
.are not entirely vanished from .(1;:
remoter carnets of the rag?uh 11.e
ember their romantic helps mere me
ti'")iv (100 to 1m1)tginath`e gnssep o:
they themselves were too 811(010,1 to
be drawn, for I got nothing out of
them to my purpolse,
One afternoon in the course of these
rather fruitless if Interesting levee)].
gutlena among the picturesque 81111•
yards of Bay street I had wandered
farther along that historic water front
than is customary with sightseeing pe-
destrians, and had carne to where the
road begins to be left alone w1111 the
sea, except for a few country houses
here and there among the surrounding
scrub—when my eye MIR ca11511t 110
a little store that seemed to have
strayed away from the others—a small
Umber erection painted in blue and
white with a sort of sea -wildness and
loneliness about it, and with large
naive lettering across Its lintel 7)o•
bouncing itself us an "Emporium" (1
think that was the word) "of Marino
Curiosities,"
I pushed open the door. There was
no one there. Time little store was
evidently left to take care of Peel!,
ln"lde tt was IIL•e (7)1 old rc^6'.a3y
of the sea, every available !melt cif
space, rough tables and walls littered
and hung with the queer and lovely
brie-a-brac Of the sea. Presently a
tiny girl came in, as It seemed, from
nowhere and said she would filch her
father. In a moment or two lie cause,
a tall, weathered Englishman of the
sailor type, brown and lean, with
lonely blue eyes,
"You don't seem afraid of thieves,"
I remarked.
"It ain't a jewelry sto`e," he said,
"You Don't Seem Afraid of Thieves."
with the curious soft sing -song intona-
tion of the Nassau "conch"
"'C'hat's just what I was thinking Jt'
Was," I said.
"I know what you mean," he replied,
his lonely face lighting up us Paves do
at unexpected understanding in
stranger, "Of course there are some
'hal feel that way, but they're few and
far between."
"Not enough to make a fortune out
of?"
"Oh! I do pretty well," he said; "i
mustn't complain. Money's nor r'u•r3•
thing, you sec, in n l 10 ur'5a L1.,
this. There's going after the Mums,
Sou know, One's got to ''aunt that in
too."
1 looked at him In some .surprise.
1 bed met something even three than
the things ltc. traded in. i hull met n
merchant of dreams. to whom the mere
hendling of Ills merchandise l,'i'nO'cl
stdlictent profit: 510(e's gni,g aflet
the things, you know. One's t;7). t tt,
chant that In too,"
Naturally we were neck -deep In tall(
In a moment. 1 wanted to hear all 11P
cored to tell me about "going after
the things"—such "things!" --and he
was nothing loth, as he took up one
strange or beautiful ol.),ieet after an-
other, his face aglow, and he quite
evidently without a thought of doing
business, and told me all about them---
hoty and where he got than, and so
forth,
"But," he tared presently, encouraged
by my unfeigned Interest, "I should
like to show you a few rarer things I
have in the house, and which I
wouldn't sell, or even show to every'
one. If you'd honor me by taking a
cup of tea we tnigbt !took them over,"
So we left the little store, with
door unlo(ked as I had found 11, a
a few steps brought u`, (0 11 little hot
l had not neforie noticed, with a a
garden In frond o1' 11, ,t11 the gnrd
bees s '
1 3emetricutly, bordered wl
(some) ('11111s. Meals were evident
the sttnplc hearted fellow's manna, h
000011001i of The beauty of the wort
Here In a neat parlor (1ltu much de
united with sheik, ten 51)11 serve(1
els by the little girl I had first se
1mr, an eider i o -;,ter, who 1 gathers.
nettle ail the lonely dreamer's tenni
Then, shyly pressing on are a1 clam(. J
turned to ealnw nn' the promised b'i'n
tires. 1k' also told me more of 0i
mantel' of boding them, and of tit
[(Mg U'lps tvhitJi 110 had to take 1
seelring thou, to oaf-of-the-wt1y tray
11)111 111 40 ().sten'
1lo 11; -hntvhrg me the last 811
1211,.1 Di hi v r'inreao, He 1111)1 1(03
he 551(1. L+ host to the last. To m
o a hweit 1, It was not ne)1(ly so at
t) clic,- 7(1; other things he had show
me --little more to my eye than a rani
er enum18np1,e1'0 Unreel) pretty s11e11
1151 lie evpinu.erl that it was fuu111
or bud so far been 0011110, only 1n on
Ned in the !shuttle, a lovely, seldom
visite') 0113- several miles to the north
811st of Andras Wend.
"What is it culled?" I asked, for
,vas pert of our plan for ('.harlie to d
a little cluck shooring on Andros, be -
Mee we tackled the bustnoss of Tobin
and the treasure.
"It's called Cay n0Wndeys1
he answered, "but 1t used to be called
Short Shrift Island,"
"Short Shrift island l" I cried in
spite of myself, immediately unnoyed
at my lack of presence or mind,
"Certainly," he rejoined, looking a
little surprised but evidently without
suspicion. He was tno simple and too
taken up with hts shell.
"It is such an odd name," I said
trying to recover myself.
"Yes! those old pirate chaps cer-
tainly (11(1 think up some of the rum-
mies1 0ain08,"
"One of the pirate haunts, w•as it?"
I queried with aseuteed iuditrerenee,
"Supposed to be. But one hears
that of every c,t1.,r cur in the 1 ha-
taas. 1 (ale no stock in 0,1) • u u.,
My shells are all the treasure 1 exec et
to fend,"
"what (1111 you call that shell?" I
asked,
TIe told me the name, but I forgot
it hnmediately. Of course I had asked
It only for the sake or learning mere
precisely about Slime Shrift island, Ile
told me innocently enough just where
It lay,
"Are you going after it?" he laughed.
"Oh! well," I replied, "I ask going
on a duck -shooting trip to Andros be -
tore long, and I thought I might drop
around to your cay and pick a few of
them up for you."
"It would be mighty kind of you, but
they're not easy to find. I'll tell you
exactly—" He went off, dear fellow,
into the minutest description of the
habits of , while all the tune I
was eager to rush off to Charlie Web-
ster and John Saunders an(1 shout
into their ears—as later I did at the
first possible moment that evening:
"I've found our misstug cay! Short
Shrift island is (I mentioned
the name of a cay, which, as in the
case of "Dead eIan's Shoos," I am un-
able to divulge.)
"Maybe!" said Cherlte, "maybe!
We can try it. But," he added. "did
you Bed out anything about Tobias?"
CHAPTER 11.
In Which 1 Am Afforded Clime:me Into
Futurity—Possibly Ueeful.
Two or three evenings before we
were due to sail, at one of our snug-
gery conclaves, I put the question
whether anyone had ever tried the di-
vining rod for treisure In the islands.
Old John nodded rind said 11e knew
the man I wanted, a half-0r5s3' old ne-
gro back there In Grant's Town—(11e
negro quarter spreading out into the
brush behind the ridge on whir]) the
town of Nassau peeper is built,
WEDNESDAY, .L' iathl.a.i y 111, 11723)
t JIlo de Janer,a; Brazil, is to have
tl
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tate
office Y ti hill t
Y building.
1d l A bird which eats its owls fea-
rst thors was found recently in Porto
en ' Rleo,
Lb The eyes of the owl are different-
y
ly placed fro)n those of other llir(la,
is instead of being on the side Of the
d' head they are in front,,
o-
to 1 Attacked t0 a bird's back, a now
ca instrument can be used to record
(1: its motion in the 1(11', 1,(1e:glial; the
Y. secret of a bird's pe'rret't flight.
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s 1 BARRISTER, SOLIOITOR,
I CONVEYANCER, NOTARY PUBLIC
LECKIE BLOCK - BRUSSELS
, W. D. S. JA NI!ASO N,
MD; CM; LM -CCI
Physician and Surgeon
Office McKelvey Block, Brussels
Successor to Dr. White
Phone 45.
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M. a., M. C. P., .0 S 0.
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(11)1err,1 reeteene". optima/. nrelt Me. ()buret.
WOlisr xtreet•
DR, W,IRLbLAW
licuor grndnetr of the Ontario Veterinary
(college. Ira" are night oohs. O)tloo opposite
Otonr Min, BSI co.
(Continued Next Week)
AUCTIONEERS
JAMES TAYLOR
Licensed Auctioneer for the County
of Huron. Sales attended to in 7)Y
parts of the county, Satisfaetioa
Guaranteed, or no pay. Orders lag,
at The Post promptly attended to
Belgrave Post Office.
PHONES:
Brussels, 15-18. North Huron, 15.628
KEMP BROS.
Auctioneers
Auction Sales of all kinds accepted
and conducted. Satisfaction Guar-
anteed and terms reasonable. Phone
Listowel et 121, 38 or 18 at our ex-
pense.
W. J. DOWD
Auctioneer
Otters left at this office or with
Thos. Miller, Brus,els, Phone 16-18
will ensure you best of services at.
ight prices.
Box 484 LISTOWEL Phone 24C
D. M. SCOTT
Licensed Auctioneer
PRICES MODERATE
For reference consult any person,
whose sale I have officiatd at.
61 ;Craig Street, LONDON
' WM. SPENCE
Ethel, Ont.
Conveyance, Commissioner and
Agent for
The Imperial Life Assurance Co.
Canada
and
Ocean Accident Guarantee Corpont.
tion, Limited
Accident Insurance, Automobile In-
surance, Plate Glass Insurance, eta,
Phone 2225 Ethel, Oat
JAMES M'FADZEAN
Agent Newish Mutual fire Insurance Compeer
Also
Hartford Windstorm and Tornado insurance
Money to Loan for
The Industrial Mortgage & Savings Cowan;
00 First-class Farm Mortgages
Phone 42 Box 1 1urnberry Street, Brnsee)s
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