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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1929-5-15, Page 7THE BRUSSELS POST Cream grading Means BET1MR CREAM ETTER BUTTER ETTER PRICES We are now prepared to Grade your Cream honestly, gather it twice a week and deliver at our Creamery each day we lift it, We gather with covered truck to keep sun off it, We pay a premium of 1 cent per lb, butter fat for ,,,Specials over that of No. 1 grade, and 8 cents per Ib, but- ter -fat for No 1 grade over that of No. Z grade, The basic principle of the improvement in the quality of Ontario butter is the elimination of second and off grade cream. This may be accomplished by paying the producer of good cream a better price per pound of butter -fat titan is paid to the producers of poor cream. We solicit your patronage and co-operation for better market. pleaggreWe will loan you a can. See our Agent, T. C. MCCALL, or Phone 2310, Brussels. The Seaforth Creamery his gray eyes studying sleeves .ciosety, The welter took the Order and 'bent away, When he returned, the two men were obviously M .bitter .quarrel, Colvet'e tone, low pitched but violent, eoumled steadily tn h •oo t h words i the n ,tough his 15 were Inaudible. The waiter, as he set the toot' upon the table, felt relief that (:m vet's outburst had fatten on other shoulders than his, For nearly an hour the quarrel cep: tlnuod with intermitted truces of sI g- ets- sr rZBolmer` -4. orm Haunted. tad of Luke' bower] ore- 'ing, wheat - Lake Su- traits of right of hannel, e-nght- eaw- al o, ocic to e O'S, nd, the spite es, the ery ship fir every trd and count- drum ountdrum to thirty - en, as afterward ant steel steamer twenty-four of Its ssenors; so—men he requiem of the rn with the schooner e seventeen lost with and so of a score of nee only, it is told, has nted wrong. ght of the great storm of 1805, the drum beat the sinking skip. VOne, two, e hearers counted the drum line and agaln, in their inter- ut booming, to twenty-four. They ted, therefore, for report of a ship t with twenty-four lives; no such ews came. The new steel freighter lfiwaka, on her midden trip during the storm with twenty -five --not twen- ty-four—aboard never made her port; 00 news was over heard tetra her; no wreckage ever was frionrl. On title ner conn. throughout the ia,uii!es u'heee fathers. hroth re and sons were the officers and crew of the 'll at t there re tittered for a time a t ii rn,e tedief that one of the teen on the ;,:iwn'c", W118 saved; that strne•h c. ,u toll ...V. he was olive :Ind tuttarr day of the de•.trn••;l"u of u•r was fixed re f ite•e• • •••r 0 Its t''o e fit which •he ,r••:•• . • qh t .. ,•,• ., lookout ni tit • 5-,•. It•:• tit • ,. . fixed AS live n'r•t ' . In l'• only by the mitt,dim. of 1 drtr. i, Storni--ilio s 111-'0 ,„fr 1n slnsh of the'entry 11 ••' ! . tling dovtt the e.,...1 t 1 t n ::1 -f the lel a W1'' 1 heuvv stns title fres! en ,, the hunt Penh, '11 rials co,,r , titulars' or ire, dntth-t„•-e (ow, nten—timet the ar't:it lo•t f,•t•v !... . on the open I. tee. nt?'Irl ,tt.:•.•,•t light ns well , •int"n'It to tit • , • '1'Ite few ittestleitt•,: • !leen; t:' •1 hour of the 1; r.a•, ..n - t 1 1•;; ,• • Iney attitudes It tlrr tie '• , •t of their on's .I lea 1n• , II ! tt • ., vitality et i.e.: neurit 1 1 bring on a 14,) „f one, however, the •, •' t, 11 11 1 c :. ti•nl•y effete. ,,' ', • , be paced now moa to tt from 1110e 1'' 11114. 1, rui)tly by 11 ttindow. , with finger nail the fee ., 1 for tut Iut,tttnt t 11001.•h thenttie t • ing he hnd merle. then i, .': s•*, raptly his nor , u•- t, t I' i' e ' 1 mei' sn uni.rst ter •, ; since itis €tt•r:tt.i at '! . 'n! nt bit t .eat Via, !ff/ )11-7"---*– s. es--' ` Il11,tstrations btj I+vixlyea oet o•e. none even alining mase woo knew him hest had ventured to speak to him. The man who was pacing restlessly Itnd alone the rooms of the Port Dear - ;torn Melt on this stormy afternoon was the tmtn who, to most people, bod- ied forth the life underlying all other commerce thereabouts hot the toast known. the life of the hakes. The lakes, which mark unmistak- ably those who get their Irving from tb,•un,, bail put their marks on him. Though he was slight in frame with a spare, rtiwost nsc'olr' leanness. he hat; the wiry strength and endurance of time man whose youth had been passed upon the water. lfe was very close to sixt}' roils but Itis thick. sIi•aight hair was still jet bittck 'exrcpt for a slash of pure white n!•,t e tit remote: his brows were black above his deep blue eyes. Iits ncgmitnntnces, in ex- plaining him to strangers. said he furl lived too mach by himself or bt'e; hr cud one man serve nt ;harm, the veal • house which had he:'n unchntttted In which nothing app.luv d to neve needed replacing --sin,'" his wire ie', him, suddenly anti limacolin ctry ahnnt twenty years before. Cr"q'P I said he looked more Icr"nrh. refet•rlt,g • to itis father w•hn wits known to here been a shin -hunter north of Into `u• peeler in the 'GOB but who later mar ; rfed an English girl at Mackinac. and Wttled down to become a trader in the 1 e't>ods of the North peninsula. where Benems horn, t During Itis boyhood met, came to the petdustllu to cut timber; young Curvet worked with them and began building shills. 'Thirty -flue years ago he hnd been only one of the hundreds with i his fortune in the fate of a single het - i tom; but today in Cleveland, in Du - t loth, In Chicago, more titan a score of great steamers under the names of 1 en rictus Interdependent companies were owned or controlled by hien and his two partners; Sherrill and young Spenrtuatt. Ile was a quiet, gentle -mannered Moll. At times, however, he suffered from fits of intense Irritability, and 1 these of late hid Increased in Ire- ! quency and violence. It hnd been no- ticett that these outbursts occurred gcnernity at titres of storm upon tete i lake, but the mere threat of financial loss through the destruction of one or even more of his ships was not now enough to cause them; it was believed that they were the result of some oh- scure physical reaction to the storm, anti that this had grown upon him as he grew older, Today his Irritability wins SO marked, his uneasiness so utuclt greater titan anyone lead seen It be- ll fore, that the attendant whom Corvet • had sent, a half hour earlier, to re- serve o-serve his usuit table tor Mtn Its the grill—"The table by the second win- g dttw"—htt(1 started away without dar- t ing to ash whether the table was to be set for one or tnot'e. Corvet hlm- self had corrected the omission; "For two," he had shot after the than. The tables, at this hour, were all unoccupied. Corvet crossed to the one he had reserved and sat down; he turned Imntedlntely t0 the window tat his side, and scraped on it a little clear opening through which he could I see the storm outside. Ten minutes linter he leaked up sharply but did not rise, as the man he had been await - Ing -Spearman, the younger of his two partners—camp M, • Slfeartnan seated himself, his nig, powerful hands clasped on the table, For Nearly an Hour the Quarrel Con• tinued, With Intermitted Truces of Silence. fence. The 'waiter, listening, as wait. ers always do, caught at times single sentences. "You have had that ides for some time?" he heard from Corvet, "We have had an understanding for more than a month." "How definite?" Speafntaree answer was not ntulihie. but it more intensely agitated Corvet; he dropped his fork and, after that made no pretense of eating. The waiter, following thls, caught only single words. "Sherrill"—that, of course, was the other partner. "Con. stance"—that was Sherrill's daughter. The other names he heard were names of ships, But. as the quarrel went on, the manners of the two men changed;' Spearmnn, who at first had been. aa• sailed by Corvet, now was assailing him. Corvet sat back in' his seat, while Spearman pulled atdits clear and G now and then took itlfrom his lips and gestured with.,it between his fingers, es' be jerked some ejaculation across the table. Curvet leaned over to the frosted window, as he had done when alone, and looked out. Spearman shot a com- ment which mule Corvet wince and draw back from the window; then Spearman ruse. Corvet looked up at him once and asked a question, to which Spearman replied with a soap of the burnt match down on the table; he turned abruptly and strode from the room. Corvet sat motionless. The revulsion to self-control, some- times even to apology, which ordiva- rily followed C orvet's bursts of Irrita- tion had not come to him; his agita- tion plainly had Increased. He pushed from him his uneaten luncheon and got up slowly. Ile went out to the cont room, where the attendant hand- ed him his coat and hat. He winced as he stepped out into the smarting, blinding swirl of sleet, but his shrinking was not physical; it MIS mental, the unconscious reaction to some thought the storm called up. The hour was barely four o'clock, but so dark was It with the storm that the shop windows were lit; motorcars, slipping and skidding up the broad boulevard, with headlights burning, Rept their signals clattering con- stantly to warn other drivers blinded by 'the snow. The sleet -swept side- walks were almost deserted; here or there, before a hotel or one of the shops, a limousine came to the curb, and the passengers clashed swiftly across the walk to shelter. Corvet turned northward along Michigan avenue, facing into the gale. The sleet beat upon his face and lodged In the folds of his clouting without his heeding it. He continued to go north. He had not seemed, In the beginning, to have mettle conscious choice of this direc- tion; irertion; but now he was following 1t pur- posely, Ile stopped once at a shop which sold men's things to make a tel- ephone call. He asked for 1MIiss Sher- rill herfill when the number answered; but he did not wish to speak to her, he said; he wanted merely to be sure she would be there if he stopped In to see her in half an hour. Then—nosh agnln, He crossed the bridge. Now, fifteen minutes later, he came in sight of the lake once more. Great houses, tate Sherrill house among them, here face the Drive, the bridle path, the strip of park, and the wide stone esplanade which edges the hake. Covert crossed to this espla- nade. He did not stop at the Sherrill house or look toward It, but went on fully a quarter of a mile beyond it; then he carne back, and with an oddly strained and queer expression and at- titude, he stood staring out Into the lake, Suddenly he tuned. Constance Sherrill, seeing him from a window of WANTED 2 Highest market price + paid for your Hens I M. Yollick t..l.+x'1.0 ner none, has caugnt a cape amour ner and run Out to him. !'Uncle Denny!" she hailed him with the affectionate name she had used with her father's partner since site was a baby, "Uncle Benny, aren't you'Comtng in?" "Yes," he said vaguely. "Yes, of course" He made no move but re- mained staring at her. "Connie!" he exclaimed suddenly, with strange re- proach to himself In his tone. "Con- nie! Dear little Conniei" "Why?" she asked him . "Uncle Benny, what's the matter?" "Has Spearman been here today?" he asked, not looking at her. "To see father?" "No; t0 see you." "Na" He seized her wrist. "Don't see him, when he comes!" he commanded. "Uncle Benny!" "Don't see him!" Corvet repeated. "Ice's asked you to marry him, hasn't he?" Connie could not refuse the answer. "Yes." "And you?" "Why—why, Uncle Benny, I haven't answered him yet." "Then don't --don't, do you under- stand, Connie?" She hesitated, frightened for him. "I'll—I'fi tell you before I swinge, It you wont me to, Pnele Fenny," she granted. "But If you should'n't he able to tell me then, Connie; if you shouldn't— want to then?" The humility of his look perplexed her; if he had been any othter man—any man except Uncle Bennyjshe would have thought some. shameful anti terrifyIng threat hung over him ; but he broke off sharply. "I must go home," he sold uncertainly. "I must go home; then P1! come back. Connie, you won't give him an answer till 1 come back, will you?" "No." He got her promise, half frightened, half bewildered; then he turned at once and went swiftly away from her. She ran back to the door of her fa- ther's house. From there she saw him reach the corner and turn west to go to Astor street. He wns walling ram idly and did not hesitnte. How strangely he had acted! Con - stance's uneasiness Increased when the afternoon and evening passed without his coming hack to see her mil he had promised, but she reflected he had not set any definite time when she was to expect him. During the night her anxiety grew still greater; and in the morning she called his house ep on the telephone, but the cell was ubanewered. An hour later, she called again; still getting no result, she called her father at his office, and told him of her anxiety about Uncle Benny, but without repeating Mini Uncle Benny had said to her or U,e promise she had nude to Mtn. 10'. t.t ther made light of her fears; Cncle Benny, he reminded her, often artetl queerly In bad weather. Only pertly reassured, she called Uncle Benny's house several more tittles during tete morning, hut still got ne reply; tine after luncheon she called het• father again. to tell hint that she had re- solved to get some one to go over to the house with her. Her father, to her surprise, forhade this rather sharply; his voice, she realized, was agitateri and crated, and she asked him the reason; but instead of answering her, he made her repeat to him her conversation of the after- noon fternoon before with Uncle Benny, and now he questioned her closely about IL But when she, in her turn, tried to question titin, he merely put her oft and told her not to worry. In the late afternoon, as dusk was drawing Into dark, she stood at the window, with one of those delusive hopes which come during anxiety that, because It was the time of day at Which she had seen Uncle Benny walk- ing by the lake the day before, she might see him there again, when she saw her father's motor approaching. It was coming from the north, not from the south as 11 would have been 11 he was coming from his otllce or his club, and It had turned into the Drive Prom the west. She knew, therefore, that he was coning from Uncle Ben- ny's house, and, as the car swerved and wheeled in, she ran out Into the hall to meet him. He came in without taking off hat or coat; she could see that he was perturbed, greatly agitated. "What Is It, father?" she ifemnnded. "What has happened?" "I do not know, my dear," "It Is something—something that has happened to Uncle Benny?" "I stn afraid so, deur--yes, But I do not know what it is that has hap- pened, or I would tell you," He put his orm about her and drew her into a room opening off the hall— his study. Ile made her repent again 10 him the conversation she had had with [bele Benny and ten flim bow he had aeted; but she saw that what she told him did not help him. Then he drew her toward him. "Tell me, little daughter, You have been a great deal with Uncle Benny and have tniked with him; I MY2ar She Thought. "No, Father.+ want you to think carefully. Did you ever hear him speak of any one called Alan Conrad?" She thought. "No, father," "No reference either to any one living in Kansas, or a town there called Blue Rapids?" "No, father. Who is Man Conrad?" "I do not know, deur. I never -heard the name until to -day, and Harry Spearman had never henrd it, But it appears to be Intimately connected in sone way with what. was troubling Uncle Helm: yesteFdtty. He wrote a letter" yesterday to Alun Conrad in .B'lue Rapids :and mailed It himself; and afterward he tried to get it back, lint It already had been inken up and was ou It; Way. 1 Ittv.e ten been able to learn anything more about the letter than that. To -day that name, Alan Conrad, carte to me in quite another way, in a way which makes It certain that it Is closely oonne.cted with what- ever has uttppened to Uncle Benny. You 'are quite sure you never heard him mention it, dear?" J "Quite sure, father." He released her and, still in his hat and coat, went swiftly up the stairs. She ran after him and found him standing before a highboy in his dress- ing room. He unlimited a thrower In the highboy, and frcm within the drawer he took a key. Then, still dis- regarding her, he hurried back down- stairs. As she followed him, site caught up a wrap and pulled it around her, He , had told the chauffeur, site realized . now, to wait; but as he reached the door, he turned and stopped her. "I would rather you did not come with me, little daughter. I do not know at all what it is that has hap- pened—I will let you know as soon as i fiu" Thend of inalityt.in his tone stopped Iter from argument. As the house door and then the door of the limousine closed after him, she went back toward the window, slowly taking off the wrap. For the moment she found it difficult to think. Something had happened to Uncle Benny, something terrible, dreadful for those who loved him; that was plain, though only the fact and not its nature was known to her or to her father; autl that something teas eouuected—intimately connected, her father had said—with a name which no one who knew Uncle Benny ever heard before, with the name of Mao Conrad of Blue Rapids, Kansas. "'ho wan this Alan Conrad, and what could his connection be with Uncle Benny so to precipitate disaster upon Mini CHAPTER I1 Who is Alan Conrad? Tne recipient of the letter which Benjamin Corvet had written and later so excitedly attempted to re- cover, was asking himself a question which was almost tite same as the question which Constance Shatrill had asked. He was, the second morning Inter, waiting for the first of the two daily eastbound trains which stopped at the little Manses town of Blue Rapids which he called home. As long as he could look beck into his life. the question, who Is this person they call Alan Conrad, and what um 1 to the man who writes from Chicago, had been the paramount enigma of exist- ence for him. Since he was now twenty-three, as nearly as he had been able to approximate It, and as distinct recollection of isolated, extraordinary events went back to the time when he was live, It was quite eighteen years since he had first noticed the question put to the people who had him -10 charge: "So this is little Alae Con- rad. Who is he?" Following the arrival of certain letters, which were distinguisl.ed from most others arriving at the house by having no ink writing on the envelope but just a sort of purple er blatlk printing lite newspapers, Alan tn- varinbiy received a dollar to spend jest as he liked. To be sure, unless "papa" took him to town, there was notating for him to spend it 'mon; se, likely enough, it went into the square Iron bank, of which the key was lost; but quite often he did spend It 110' cording to plans agreed upon among all hie friends and, in memory of thea.. 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 id It requires replenishing caU us by telephone 81, The Post Publishing Nouse occasions and in anticipation of the next, "Alan's dollar" became a com- munity institution among the children. "Who gives It to you, Man?" was a question more often asked, as rime went un. The only answer Alan could give was, "It comes from O..tengo." The post -mark on the envelope, Alan noticed, was always Chicago; that was ail he ever could find out about his dollar. He was about ten years old when, for a reason as inexplicable as the dollar's coming, the letters with the typewritten addresses and the en- closed money ceased. Except for the loss of the dollar at the end of every second month—a loss much discussed by all the children and not accepted as permanent till more than two years had passed— Alan felt no Immediate results from the cessation of the letters from Chicago. Papa and manta felt them when the farm had to be given up, and the family moved to the town, and papa went to work in the woolen mill beside the river. Papa and mama. at first surprised and dismayed by the stopping of the letters, still Mune to time hope of the fuutiliur, typewr!ter-ttduressed en- velope appearing again; but when, after two years, no more morel came, resentment which had been steadily growing against the person who had sent the money began to turn against Alan; and his -parents" told him all they knew :bout him. In 1506 they hod noticed an adver- tisement for persons to care for a child; they had answered it to the office of the newspaper which printed it. In response to the letter a man called upon them and, after seeing then and going around to see their friends, had made arrangements with them to take a boy of three, who was in good health and came of good people. He paid in advance hoard for n year and agreed to send a certain amount every two months after that time. The man brought the hay; whom he called Man Conrad, and left hint. For seven years the money agreed upon came; now it had ceased, and papa had no way of finding the man—the name given by him appeared to be fictitious, and he had left no address except "general delivery, Cht- rttgo"—Papa knew nothing more than that. He had advertised in the Chi- rego papers after the money stopped coming, and he had communicated with every one named Conrad in or near Chicago, but he had learned nnth- ele. 'l'hus,at the age of tlttt•teen. Alun definitely knew that what he already had guessed—the fact tint he belonged somewhere else than In the 'ittle brown house—was an that any one there could tell him ; and the lau,ttiedge gave persistence to ninny internal gttesdonings. Where till he ',"torr? Who was be? Who was the eon wife had brought him there? Had the money ceased coning beesllSP the norsun who sent It was dead? In that ease. connection of Alan with the Idare where he belonged was per- ettetently hrnlren. Or would some other ronuntanicatlun from that source reach hon snipe time—if not money, then (Continued Next Week) Wa?bNEsDAT, zis 01, 9; Manchester, Corporation estimates it will save 16,000 a year in labor costs by using a new compression air machine for, washing tramway cars. The sun is using itself up at the rate of 250,000,000 tons per minute, It is, so large, however, that at this rate it will not be reduced to the size of the earth for about 100,000,- 000, years. 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