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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1929-1-30, Page 7Cream Grading Means , BETTER CREAM ETTER 'I3UTTER ETTER PRICES Wo are now prepared to Grade your. Cream honestly gather it twice .a week and deliver at our Creamery each Uay we lift it, We gather wiith covered truck to keep sur{ off it. We pay a premium of 1 cent per lb, butter fat for Specials over that of No, 1 grade, and 3 cents per lb. but- ter -fat for No I. grade over that of No. L grade, The basic principle of the improvemient in the quality of Ontario butter is the elimination of second and off grade create, This may be accomplished by paying the produces of good eroani a better price per pound of butterfat twin is paid to the producers of poor create. We solicit your patronage and co-operation for better market, !eifeereWe will loan you a can. See our Agent, T, C. MaCALL, or Phone 2310, Brussels. The Seaforth Creamery ti_,••.., e.4S•Cz••'7t^:.,'9.::;sQj 1 CHAPTER IV. ..'a .1 eivrO , . ,a ".211 , ytri r/ , .r4 ;r:Y Leine the Authentic f Liv z Gia 'Leasure ..:covered ilf_the Loi ',elands in the 1:;13—Now First { fists to Lite Public. • tlopyrlrht by Ila .,ray. e„ c QyCompany r The stubbornly held secret 050 .merely amounted to this; Our Ind was ;acquainted with my conchologist, and had paid hIn aviSii the very after noon I did, had In fact seen me leav- ing the house. Answering to the boy'S romantic Salk of buried' treasure and !leo forth, the shell enthusiast had thought no harm to tell him of our iprojected trip'; and that was the whole of the mysterious matter. Yet the day was not to end without a little incident which, slight though !indeed it was, was momentarily to arouse Charlie's suspicions of our charming young companion once more. ! Presently, in the far southwest, tiny 'points like a row of pins began very 'faintly to range themselves along the laky -line. They were palm trees, though you could not matte them out to be such, or anything to particular, hill long after. One darkcer point .seemed close? than the rest. "There's High Cay I" rung out the 'rich young voice of our pnssenger, whom we'd half forgotten in our tense 'scanning of the horizon. Charlie and II both turned to him together In stir - !prise --and his tuce certainly be- Itrnyed the Confusion of one who has Jiet something slip involuntarily. "Hol hos young man," cried Charlie, his face darkening again, "what do /you know about High Cay? I thought this was your first trip." "So 1t is," answered the boy. "on 1 1 1 1 1 • "Whatdo you mean: 'on the sea?'" "I mean that I've done it many a (time—on the chart. I knew every bluff and roof and shoal and cay 'around Andros from Morgan's Bluff !to Washington's Cut—" "You do; eb?" I "On the chnrt. Why, I've studied 'charts since I was a kid, and gone .every kind of voyage you Ilan think of .—playing atburenneering er Whaling, for discovering the north pule. Every �kld does that" "They do, eh?" said Charlie, eel. ,dently quite unimpressed. "1 n .ver dld." "That's bemuse o t t ll ( allnllC as •m11e11 it lL lila. t . 7 .. 'head of y An•a,' I broil... ,., :.r v,., .. . :of my young Apollo. • "Maybe, if you're TO snlrle1," e^11'ln 'toil Charlie, paving nn nits nil, . ,e; :me, "you elan nal,;.rte U;1 throegh ,11 .(North Bight?" "ltlnybe.." answered OUT t, to ::'tet pertly, with .an odd tittle ap,ii •, 11' had evidently recovered ltis seemed to mice pleasure le p.quivg Charlie's smeticione 1 Letterheads Envelopes Billheads And all kinds of Businetls 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 :id it requires re ienl b n Usbytelephone 81 telephone coli The Post Publishing Nouse In Which We Enter the Wilderness, Andros, as no other of the isitnilla, Is surrounded by a ring of reefs stretching all around its coasts. We were Inside the breakwater of the reefs and the rolling swell of ocean gave way at once to a millpond cilia'. noss. We were at the entrance of North 'bight, one of the three bights which, dotted with numerous low-ly. Ing says, brenlrs up Andros island in the middle and allows a passim< through a maze -like arehipein o direr: to the northwest end of Cuba, Here OD the northwest shore 18 a small and very lonely settlement—one of flip two or three settlements on the else•de- seeted island—i3ehring's paint. Here we dropped anchor 'n1 Clew - lie,' who bad some business rsbor<. 1 proeosed our landing with him; but here again our passenger aroused b!s suspicions—though Hen veil known: why—by preferring to rounrin aboard. "Plense let me oil, he requested ❑ Ms most top -lofty Englishnetcnt. "1'ou can see for yourself that there's nosh. lag of interest-nuthiug but n beastly lot of nigger cabins. nail dirty cornI rock that will cut your boots to pieces. Nd much rather smpke and wait for you in peace;" and, taking out his ease and 'letting a cigarette, he waved It gaily to us us we rowed off. He had certainly been right rthonl Behring's point --Charlie was absurdly certain that he had known it before, and had some reason for not landing— for a more forlorn and poverty- stricken foothold of humanity could hardly be conceived; a poor little clus- ter of negro eabrns, indeed, scram- ' Kling up from the beach, and with no streets hitt er•rtggy pnthways in and out among the gray clinker -like coral. But 1t was touching to find even here that, though the whole worldly goods of the community would scarce- ly have fetched ten dollars, the souls at men were still held worth caring for; for presently we came upon a pretty little church, with a schoolhouse, near by, while from the roof of an ad•• jaeent building we were hailed by a pleasant -faced white man, busy with some shingling. It was the good priest of the little place, Father Serapion, disguised in overalls and the honest grime of his Inhor; like a true Benedictine, pray- ing with Ills strong and skillful halide. Father Serapion and Charlie were old friends, and Charlie took occasion to confide in him with regard to To- bias, and, to his huge delight discov- ered that a man answering very elon ly to his description hall dreppeil In there with a large sponger two logs before. lie Irnd only ::cupped long enough ter buy rum at the lillle store nein' tine landing and had been u1T again through the bight, sailing west. Vather Seraphel. win knew (merit,. t\el :re's shooting ground. preiIii''l to seed a win sr si•el'•r should any. or ftttor.,:,t 10 its e,nt:r 1•, 1 _ I,n, rvlldge w-ttllin the nest we Ll: n. lit")) WS s:lIwl away ft•ntn l,t lir n-;'. MAO, (1ST we.I through the Nt,ht. Morning, found in. ea..- i,rett. i rt mare Of loe.iy inn: of howlid,ring'aiv:• .,, mei sire, atilt prart'r,a;ly antic 1;, to ..<I atinfr EN0 fee., We In' h•' n'1 to 1011h urn• 111011 tn;; ecu 'lie r:Hrr Sitio Of 1 h .8r):ee1 1'c'r e1.'n1M., but• halt cloth:11 a 11':• h,ieh oral shelling 111 rhe. MITI Imo E.'deeply delayed its. f •+:ch^ the u' ,1 Ctmrlie ami the captain both lotted to admit 11, ,we had lost our way, au night began 111 tall and, n:, there is no selling in such waters at night, we once more cant anchor un- der n gloomy, black stiape of land, ex- eeedingly lonesome and forgotten - looking, which we agreed to call "Lit- tle Wood Cay"—till morning. Soon .all were asleep except Sailor and me. I lay awake for a long time Wirtehing the square yard of stars that shone down through the hbtclr In our cabin ceiling like a little window look - Ing into eternity, while the waters lap- ped and lapped outside, and the night talked strangely to Itself. Nest morn - log Charlie and the captain were forved to OW11 up that the Island, dis- cov re r .d to the day, was1101Little Y, I.L e Wooti cay. No'humlllatlon goes deep- er with a sailing man than having to nslt his Way. Besides, 'hotivas tltere In ask In Mal- snlihula? Detlhlless ,h �rA�rrnn• ..I 1I.L11Ur 10/ANTED 4 Highest market price • • paid for your Feathers • • ?Druck woks, -reel et-ea-•aeses•ease esitel.cod•te-oo, cormarnnt dying Overhead knew It, but no one thought to ask hien. However, Iva were in luck, for, after sailing shout a bit, we came upon two Lonely negrnes standing up in their boats and thrusting long pojes Into the They Were Sponging. water. They were sponging—most melancholy of occupations—and they looked forlorn enough In the still dawn. But they had a smile for our plight. It was evidently a good joke to have mistaken Sapodilla cay for Little Wood cay. Of course we should have gone—"so." And "so we pres- ently went, not without rewarding them for their information with two generous drinks of old Jamaica rum. One of our reasons for seeking Lit- tle Wood cay, which It proved had been close all the time, was that it is one of the few cays where one can get fresh water. "Good water here," says the chart. We wanted to refill some of our jars, and so we iladed there, glad to stretch our legs, while old Tom cooked our breakfast on the beach, Un- der a sapodilla tree. Now that we knew where we were, it was clear, but by no means careless sailing to our camp. We were making for what is known as the Wide Open- ing, a sort of estuary into which a listless stream or two crawl through mangrove bushes from the interior swamps. Here, a short distance from the bank, on some slightly ascending rocky ground, under the spreading shade of something like a stretch of woodland, Charlie, several years ago, had built a rough log shanty for his camp—one of two or three camps he had thus scattered for himself up and down the "out islands," where nearly all the Iand is no man's, and so every moo's land. The particular camp at which we now arrived be had not vis- ited for a long time, Here Tom brought us our dinner and the dark began to settle down upon us, thrillingly lonely, and full Of strauge, desolate cries of night crea- tures from the mangrove sw'Amps that surrounded our little ousts for miles. Sailor" lay et our feet, dreaming of to- morrow's &wk. His master's thoughts were evidently in the same direction. "Iiuw are you with a sgun?" he asked, turning to the boy. "011, 1 won't brag. I hn0 Netter wait till tomorrow. But. of course, you will have to lend me n gull." "I have a heathy for you—just year weight," replied Charlie, Iris fume beaming, as it slid n01y at the thought of his gnus. which he kept p',hshod like jewels and guarded as Jealously ns a violinist his violin, or an Arid, his her on. Uawn was just breaking ns I felt Charlie's great paw on my shonlder next moulittfi. Ilia was very sonans, leer a moment, as 1 slit 11p, still 11u1f asleep, I thought he had news of To- bias. But it was only duck. I was scarcely dressed when Tom arrived with breakfast, and in a few minutes we had shouldered our guns and were crossing the half tulle of peaty waste that divided us from the inure lakes, Ahead of us, the crew were carrying the skiffs on their shoul- ders, and very soon we were each seated in regulation fashion on a can. vas chair In front of our respective. skirts, with our guns across our knees nnri a negro behind us to do the pol- ing, Charlie went ahead, with Sailor standing in the how qulvcrtng with ex- citement. The necessity of absolute silence, of course, had been impressed linen us nil by the most severe of all sportsmen, `fon (who 'was poling me) nnri 1 tmderstnnd tirnt'our .Job. and DRUSSELS POST t that of my companion, wad to Itteal llehlotl eels Mangrove cootie after another 1111 we had got on the other aide of a quacking flock of teal-• Which light .then be expected to take flight In Charlie's direction and ratio'. by him in a terrified whirlwind. Tills not very easy teat of stalking we were aisle to aecompilsh, thereby winning Charlie's immense approval and put- ting hila In a splendid temper for the rest of the day; for, as the wild cloud swept over him, he was able to bring 1 clown o less than hon seven. Like a true sportsman, in telling the story after. ward in John SauIders' snuggery, be averred that the initialer Wad lime! The days that now followed for a week might be sald to be accurate copre:rot that first day. But they were none the less delightful for that—for there Is a.salueuess that Is far Indeed from monotony—though 1 will confess that, for my own tastes, toward the week -end the carnage of duck began to partake a little of that latter qual- ity. Still, Chrtrile and Sailor were so happy that I wouldn't have let them suspect that for the world, Besldee, I had my wonderful young friend, to whom I grew daily more at- tached. I found myself feeling drawn to him as I can lmaglue a young fa- ther Is drawn to a young son 1 and sometimes I seemed to see In 111s eyes the suggestion of a confidence he was on the edge of making me—a whim - steal, pondering expression, as though wondering whether he dare to tell me or not. "What is 11, Jack?" I asked him for once when, early in our acquaintance, we had asked him what we were to call him, he had answered with a laugh: "Oh, call me Jack—Jack Hark- away. arkaway That is my name when I go on adventures, Tell me your ndven- tnre names. I don't want your prosaic every -day names." "Well," I had re- plied, entering into ,the' lad's humor, "my friend here is Sir Francis Drake, and I, well—I'm Sir Henry Morgan." "What is it, Jack?" I repeated. But he shook his head. "No 1" he replied, "I like you ever s0 much—and I wish I could; but I mustn't " "Somebody else's secret again?" I ventured, And he added; "This time It's mine, too, But—some any per - baps; who knows?—" He broke off in boyish confusion. "All right, dear ,lack," I said, patting his shoulder, "take your own time. We're friends au •Ion " y Y• "That we are," responded the lad, with a fine glow. i mustn't be too hard on 'Char- lie, for Charlie bed another object in his trip besides duck. As a certain poet brutally puts it, he bad anticipat- ed also "the hunting of man." In ad- dition, though it is against the law of those Britannic Islands, he had prom- ised me a flamingo or two for decora- tive purposes. However, flamingoes and Tobias alike kept out of gunshot and. as the week grew toward its end, Charlie began to grow a little restive. "It looks," he murmured one eve- ning. as we had completed our four- teenth meal of toast duck, and were musing over our after -duck cigars, "it looks as f1 I am not going to have any use for this." He had taken a paper from his pock- et. It was a warrant with which he had provided himself, empowering him to arrest the said Henry P. To- bias, or the person passing under that name, on two counts: First, that of se- ditious practices, with Intent to spread treason among his majesty's subjects, and, second that of willful murder on the high seas. Charlie put the warrant back into his pocket and gazed disgustedly across the creek, where the IovelIest of young moons was rising behind a frieze of the homeless, barbaric brusb. "There was never such a place In the world," he asserted, "to hide in— or get lost in—or to starve in. I have often thought that it would make the most effective prison In the world." The young moon rose and rose, while Charlie sat In the dusk of our shanty, like a meditative mountain, saying nothing, the glowing end of his cigar occasionally Hinting at the cir- cumference of his fuer. "I'll get him, all the sante," he sald presently, coning ont of a sort of trenre, In which, as I utlds'rstnoti ot- ter, his mind had been milking n geo- graphical survey of our neighborhood, going up anti dean every creek and carom- On a radius of fifty tulles. 8" we tilci,t "ur respective cots; but I bail 5)11r"t'ly begun to undress Wh •r1 a f. -,•fish neeident for which I w'a•r rI innsihL' happened, an Recl- rlent that alight ha;re had sedans con- se•Iltu n w es,, and Math, us a mutter 01 .: tilt ,l , --,,E /141 :,.c at int" me. 1n1mt. Nt'gleeting r"e•rt•telne v mien should do to 1113gun when Ii' I :,ni'lird with It for 111"0 ', I Mel let1 two snrtt•id,er In It, left the trigger on the hair -brink of eternity, and other enormities for which Charlie presently, and quite rightly, 'Washed tee with profanity; In short, ley nig toe tripped over the beast as It stood carelessly against the wail of my cabin, and, as it fell, I re- ceived the contents in the fleshy part of my shoulder. The explosion brought the whole crow out of their shanty, In a state of gesticulating nature and, as Charlie, growiing like a bear, was helping to bring first old, suddenly our young friend Jack --whose romantic youth preferred sleeping outside to a ham- mock slung between two palm trees— nut him aside. "I know better how to do this than you, Sir Frnneis," he said, laughing, "Let's hove a took nt your medicine chest, and give me the lint quick." So duck took charge and acted with such ccmifdence and skill—tlnatty bindles/ sin niv wound, tvhich was hilt a slight one --that Charlie stood by dumbfounded anti with a curious Soft look Isra face which l I d1dR t under Mond till labor. Thea Jack looked up for a moment and caught Charlie's wondering look; Jack Looked Up for a Moment and Caught Charlie's Wondering Look. and it seemed to me that he changed color and looked frightened. "Sir Francis is jealous," he said; "but rve fiulshed now. I guess you'll sleep all right after that dose I gave you. Good night , .." And he slip- ped away. Sack had proved himself a practiced surgeon and, as he predicted, I slept well—so well and so tar Into next morning that Charlie at last had to waken me. What do you think?' were hls first words. "Why, what?" I ester), sitting ep and wincing from my wounded shoul- der. "Our young friend has skipped in the night! Gone off on that little nig- ger sloop that dropped, in here yester• day afternoon, I guess." Yonn' do t moan it?" t? "No doubt of it—I wonder whether you've had the same thought as I had. You know I always said there was a mystery about that boy? Did you no- tice the way he bound your shoulder last night?" "What of it?" "Did you ever see a man bind a wound' like that?" "What do you mean?' "I mean simply that the mystery about our Jack Harkaway was j+sst this: Jack Harkaway was no boy at all—but just a girl; a brick of a dare- devil girls" CHAPTER V, Better Than Duck. Charlie Webster's discovery—if dis- covery it was—of "Jack Harkaway's" true sex seemed so far plausible in that it accounted not only for much that had seemed mysterious about him and his manner, but also (though this I did not mention to Charlie) it ac- counted scounted for certain dim feelings of my own, of which, before, I had been scarcely conscious. But we were not long left to con- tinue our speculations, being presently Interrupted by the arrival of exciting news in the form of a note from Fa- ther Serapion. Father Serapion's note simply con- firmed his conjecture that it was To- bias who had bought rum at Behring's Point and that he was probably some- where In the network of creeks and marl lagoons in our neighborhood. Charlie thought the news over. 'Til tell you what we'll do," he said presently, "I'm going to leave you here—and rm going to charter the sponger out there. Turner's eound 'las two outlets; this and Goose river, ten utiles down the shore. Now, If Tobias is inside here he can only get out either down here or down Goose river, 1 am gotng down in the sponger to the esu ter of Goose river, to keep watch their±, and you must stay Where you are tool keep trate!). here. Be- tween the tw•u of tis a Weak will starve hum out." i"t It was ;.,•;:led and presently Ci: trlie Went along with Iwo of his •.:1 rrnns enc] fi•t, lar, to li acid 1 SOW liinn o.. amt,. EE'. At the r,ld of 111E nn •.•1' t . hlowIng stl•"ng 11111 17: , lir tides rnu 1h'.•;1, :ti,•nn IT 4'11 r. (-aught sight of triu:nl l t ,11 1 i !1 - trig up the river. It wu., c h,trllt ,..t',. again. "001 him!" was nil he said, as he rowed ashore. Sailor Was t'ltit hint In the n'"l'rrr1', hut 1 noticed that he was ltrupmg, going on three legs. "Yes!" said Charlie. "It's lucky for Tobias he only got Sailor's foot, ur, by the living God I'd have stood my trial for manslaughter, or whatever they roil It. it'll snob be all right, old man," he said, taking Sailor's wound- ed paw ire his hand, "sones be ell right" Sailor wagged his tail vigor- ously, to strew that a gunshot through one of his legs was a mere nothing. "Yes!" saidCharlie, as we sro at lunch In i1 i :m the shack, under the 1 rind tree; "We've girt 111tn safe tb, r,• tinder decks ell right; chained up like a buoy. it lie can get away, I'1.1 be- lieve In the devil" "Wmt't you tell me about It?" I asked. "Not mach 10 tell) too easy Alto- gether. 11nlited a couple of days at the mouth of Goons r tvel'. Then I get tired and left the Sp0uger with the captain and two or three 'nen, while I went `' up the rives' with C. e011)10 Of guns and Sailor, and a man to pole the skiff—just Tor 80105 duck -shooting, YOU know. We lay low ' for two days on the marshes and then Sailor got Holding the wind one morning, as if there was • of r s s neetaing around he didn't cure touch for, Ile grow nitre and more e:rcited 11111. at last, as we neared n certain rnangrove 003)80 '10 which all the time he had been pointing, ho barked 'two or throe times and I let him go, Poor old fellow!" As lm told the story. Sailor, who seemed to understand every word, rub- bed his head against 111s master's hand, "Ile went into the mangroves, just HS he'd go after duck, but he'd hardly gone in when there were two shots and he came out limping, making for me. But by this I was close up to the mangroves myself, and in another minute I was inside; and there was Toblas—his gun at his shoulder. He had a pot at leo, but before he could try another I knocked him down with my fire and— Well, we've got him all right, And now you can go after your treasure as soon as you like. I'll take him over t0 Nassau and you can 1001 around for the next month Or s0. CI course we'll need you at the trial, but that won't come off for a couple of months. Meanwhile, yoU can let me know where you are, in case I should need to.get hold of you." "All right, old man," I said, "but I wish you were coming along with me." "I've got all the treasure I want," laughed 1 g ed Cha Elie. "Send me word where you are, as soon as you get a chance; and good luck to you, old chap, and your doubloons and pieces of eight l" Then he walked down to his row- boat unit soon he was aboard the sponger. Her sails ran up and they were off down stream—poor Tobias, manacled, sateen -here between decks, "See you in Nassau 1" I shunted. "Itight-o t" Book 161 CHAPTER I. In Which We Gather Shello—and OtherMatters. Withh C aerie gone and dirk -shoot- ing not being one of my passions, there was nothing to detain me In An- dros. So we were soon under way, oat of the river, and heading north up the western shore of the big monotonous island. We bad some fifty miles to make before we reached its northern extremity—and, all the way, we sel- dom had more than two fathoms of water, and the coast was the same in- terminable line of mangroves and thatch palms, with occasionnl clumps of pine trees, and here and there the mouth of a creek, leading into duck - haunted swamps. At last we came to a little foam - fringed cay, where it was conceivable that the shyest and rarest shell would choose to make Its home—a tiny aristocrat, driven out of the broad tldeways by the coarser ambitions and the ruder strength of great molluscs that feed and grow fat and house themselves in crude convolutions of uncouthly striving horn. It was impossible to imagine a Cay better answering to my conclrologlst's description of Short Shrift island. Its situation and general character, too, bore out the surmise. On landing, also, we found that It answered In two Im- portant particulars to Tobias' narra- tive. We found, as he had declared, that there was good water there for passing ships. Also, we found, In ad- dition to the usual scrub, that cab- bage -wood trees grew there very plen- tifully, particularly, as he said, on the highest part of the island. So, having talked it all over with Tom, I decided that here we would stay for a time and try our luck. (Continued Next Week) ' DNISDAy, MN, 30th, 159. Experts declare that railways .. Burape have reached their maxi^ MUM develapinent. Production of matches . In Dela- mark +has increased by 70 per cent. within a year, Debts Collected We Collect Accounts, Notes and Judgments anywhere and' every- where. . No collection,yy Write ns today foaticulars.h CaOadicen Creditors' Aae'n Post Office Box 951, Owen Sound' D. S. JAMIESON.. MD; CM; LM.CC; Physician and Surgeon Office IYlekelvey Biaek, Brussel/ Successor to Dr, White 'Phone .46• T. T. M'RAE M. Et„ M. C. P„ ,a S, Q, lit, 0, 11., Village or Braesols, Phys1o141I, Snrgoon, AcenueheUe Oeloaatresidence, opposite MelvilleOhurot William street, DR. WAI7OLAw Honor graduate Or the Ontario Veterin115y Oollaga, pal sad night Dana. 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