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ETTER CREAM
Means ETTER J3UTTER
R
E"1TE PRICES
We are now prepared to Grade your Cream honestly,
gather it twice a week and, deliver at our Creamery each stay
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 3 cents per lb. but-
ter -fol for No 1 grade over that of No. O grade.
The basic principle of the improvement in the quality
of Ontario butter is the elimination of second rg grade
cream. This may be accomplished by paying the producer
of good dream a better price per pound of butter -fat tam
is paid to the producers of peer cream. We solicit your
patronage and co-operation for better market.
Si -•We will; loan you a can.
See our Agent, T. C. McCALL,
or Phone 2310, Brussels.
The Seaforth Creamery
The
Indian
Drum
93y William MacHarg -
arel Edwin Bahner
I(fast,ct:.ns by IRIi IN MYERS
Gry:dh14 by ism/:un e.,imer
afire of that. .Lie woe some or the pa-
pers from the drawers and began to
examine them; after nearly an hour
of this. he had found only one article
whleh appeared connected In any way
with what Sherrill had told: 1111n or
with Alrun himself. In one of the little
drawers of the desk he found several
hooks, mutt worn RS though from
bring carried In a pocket, and one of
these contained n series of entries
stretching over several yenre. These
Ilstcd an mmnnnt—$150-0pposite a so -
Hee of dntrs with nnly the year and
the month given, and there was an
entry for every s0rond month.
Alen felt his fingers trembling as he
turned the pages of the little knob
and found at the end of the list a:
blank, and heinw, In the sane 1111111
but In writing which lied (Maimed
sightly with the pnssnge of Yours. as
other dale and the confirming entry of
$1.5(10. Alan looked through the little
hook again and put it 10 his p0010 t.
It was, beyond doubt. his father's
This proof that sone .'1(e ban been memnrandutn of the sums cent to Blue
prying about In the honer before him- ((aphis for Alen; it tnnd Ilia tilt here
self and sine° Curvet had gone, star- he hall been in his father's Hematite.
(led Alan and angered him. Who had ire grew wenn at the thought' es lie
been searching in Benjamin Corvet's h0110n putting the other things 1)11(14
—In Alan's house? He pushed the Into the drawers.
drawers shut hastily and hurried Ole started end streightened emiden-
ncross the hill to the room opposite.,:ly: 1hen lie listened luten114'41) :1181
In this room—plainlyBenjamin Cor-. his skin. warns en Memo before,
vet's bedronnr—were no signs of in- turIlerl colri 111111 prickled, Somewhere
trusion. Fie went to the door of the within the house. unmistrlltably inn the
room ronneeting with It turned on floor below hem, a doer had slummed.
the light, nal. molted In. It was a Sonic one --it was beyond question
smeller room than the others and now, for the renllzatinn was quite tiff -
contained a roll-top desk and a caht- fcrent from the feeling 11e had bad
net. The cover of the desk was closed, about that before—was in the house
and the drawers of the cabinet were
shut and apparently undisturbed. He
tried the cover of the desk, but It ap-
peared to be locked; after looking
around vainly for a key, he tried
again, exerting a Tittle more force,
and this time the top went up easily,
tearing away the metal plate Into
which the claws of the lock clasped
and the two long screws which had
held it. He exninined the lock, sur-
prised, end saw thnt the screws must
have been merely set tnto the holes;
scars shOwed where a chisel or some
metal implement had been thrust lu
under the top to force it up. The
pigeonholes and little drawers in the
upper part of the desk, es he swiftly
opened them, he found entirely empty.
He hurried to the cabinet; the draw-
ers of the enbinet too had been forced,
and very recently; for the scars and
the splinters of wood were clean and
fresh. These drawers and the draw-
ers in the lower part of the desk
either were empty, or the papers In
them had been disarranged and tum-
bled In confusion. as though some one
had examined there Mistily and tossed
them back, To Alan, the marks of
violence and roughness were untnis-
takabiy the work of the Winn with the
big stands Who huff left merits 0(1011 Somewhere.Within the House, Unmis-
the top of the (hest of drawers; end takably on the Floor Below Him, a
the feeling that he 11114] kern in the Door Had Slammed.
house very recently was stronger than with him, Was It his tether
ever. 'rho had come back? That, though
not Impossible, seemed INprobable.
Alan stooped quickly, unlaced and
stripped off his shoes, and ran nut
Into the hell to the head of the stairs,
where he looked down and listened.
Prom here the sound or some one mov-
ing about came to him distinctly; tie
could see no light below, hut when he
ran down to the tura of the stairs, it
became plain that there was n very
din end flickering light In the ltbrnry.
Ile crept on farther down the stele -
case. Ilis hands were cold and moist
from his excitement, end his body wits
hot and trembling.
Whoever it was that was ,norms
100ut duwnstnirs, even If he was not
nue who heti a right to be there, at
tenet felt secure from interruption
ey wnlen ,Alan saw (mesa tattoo cline
from aflltt little pocket sea'eblight
that the man carried In nne hand,
1
which drew a little brilliant air0le of
light as ho directed it; and now, its
the. light chanced •to fall on his ether
hnnd-•-powerful fuel heavily fnuseied
-Alan recollected the look and size
of the finger prints1
'e • on
the el
e8t of
drawers upst`birs. fie did not (IOWA
that this was the some man who had
gone through the desk; ,but since ho
had already rifled the desits, what did
he want here now? As the manmoved
out of sight, Ainn .crept on
down as
far as the door to the library; the
elan had gone on Into the rear room,
and Man went far enough Into the
library so he could see him. •
1.1e had pulled open one or -the draw-
ers In the big table 1n the rear room
and with his light held so high as to
show whatwas in It. be wits tumbling
over its contents and examining thein.
fie went through one after another of
the drawers of the table like this;
after examining thont he rose and
kicked the last one shut_ disgustedly;
he stood looking about the room ques-
tioningly, then he started toward the
front room.
He had, as yet, neither seen nor
heard anything to alarm him, and as
he went to the desk ie the front room
and peered Impatiently Into the draw.
ers, he slammed themshut, one after
another. I3e straightened and stared
about, "D—n Ben! D,—n Ben I" he
ejaculdted violently and returned to
the rear room. Alan, again following
him, found him on his knees in front
of one of the drawers under the book-.
cases. As he continuedsearching
through the drawers, his irritation be-
came greater and greater. He jerked
one drawer entirety out of Its case,
and the contents flew In every direc-
tion; swearing at It, he gathered up
the letters. One suddenly caught his
attention; he began reading It closely,
then snapped It back Into the drawer,
crammed the rest on top of it, and
went on to the next of the files. He
searched in this manner through half
a dozen drawers, plainly finding nate
Alan ran our Mtn the hall and lis.
toned; he heard no sound ; but Ile went
back to the 111110 rnenl lnnre peened
than before. F'0r what hind the other
man been s0turhing? For the ennui
things w•hirh sun wits 'melting fee?
And had the oilier nem got Overt?
Who might the mhr'r be, and what
might be his (11nnec•thm with Benja-
min Corvet? Alnn had 1(e noel( (tart
everything of hnp0rtan011 meet twee
been token away. hot he wield melte
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Envelopes
Billheads
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Stationery printed at The
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11e w'ns going with h(nvy step from
window to window; where he bond
shade up, he pulled It down brusquely
end with a violence which suggested
:VIVA strength ander n nervous strain;
11 Ovule, which had been pulled down.
new up, end the than (18uuu'd 11 as
himgh it lied Merited him; then, eft rr
en Instant, hr pullet' It down ngntn
Alan crept stall farther down and (4t
last caught slght of 111111. Ile *vie.
ling, young -looking men, with broad
shoulders (411(1 very evident vlgar;
Alan guessed his nge Itt thirty -live; h"
was hatelsOf(O—he bnd n strulgh:
forehead over during. deep•set ayes:
his nose, lips end chin were powttr•
dully formed; nut he was a penslvelt
and Very carefully dressed. The light
Ing et all he wanted; he dragged•some
of the hooks from their cases, felt be -
Mud them and shoved burl[ same of
the books but dropped others ou the
floor and blasphemy burst from him.
The beans of light from the torch in
his hand swayed aside and hack and
forth. Without waruing, suddenly It
caught Alan as he stood in the dark
of the front r0010; end -as the dim
white circle of light gleamed into Al-
an's fare, the man looked that way Corvet; for one of the things Alen
and sew him. had remarked when he saw Benjamin
The effect of this upon the man was Corvet's picture w118 that he himself
so strange and so bewildering to Alan did not look at all like his father. Be -
that Alan could only stare at him. sides, whet the man had sold needy It
The big man seemed to shrink Into certain that he did not think the spec-
', ter was "Ben"; for the spencer had
from Alan., Ele roared out something "got Ben'." Did Man look like some
In a bellow thick with fear and her- one else: then? Like whont? Evi-
ror; he seemed to choke wlt11 terror. dently like the man—nnu• deed. for
There was nothing in his look akin to ' he tied a ghost—who hart "grit" Ren,
mere surprise or alarm 8t realizing in the big man's opinion. Who could
that another was there and had beenthat be?
I Alan got up end went to look at
himself In the mirror he bnd sten in
the hall. He was white, now that the
flush of the fighting was mine; he
probably had been pale 1)010 a with
excitement and Over his right eye
there wes a round hlark rustic. Ate,
looked down et his hinds; 8 Ii tie
skin was off one konekle, where he
had stntctc the man, anti his fingers
were smudged with a Meek end sorry
dust. Be had smudged them nn the
papers upstalre or else In feeling his
way about the dark hnuse, and at
some time be had tonrhed his fore.
X11•5 PQ;ST
OPPOS111S FATHER'S PARTY
Above is a recent picture of
Oliver Baldwin, : son of Rt. Hon.
Stanley Baldwin, Who is a
strong candidate for the British
Labor Party. Unlike the children
of the Leaders of the Opposition,
Oliver Baldwin is not following
in his father"e footsteps.
appeared; Men, tethering as rate 88
the street, could see nothing more of
hlm; this street too was empty.
He ran a little 'farther and looked,
then he went bock to the house. The
side door had swung shut agnln and
latched. He le' himself in at the front
door and turned on the li.ght in the
reading lamp In the liht'ery. The
electric torch still WAS burning on the
door and he picked It up and extin-
guished it; he went upstairs and
brought down his shoes. He had seen
a wood fire set ready for lighting In
the library. and now he llghted.lt and
sat before It drying his (vet corks be-
fore he put nn his shoes, He was still
slinking and brenthing fast from his
struggle with the men and his chase
after him, end by the strnngenese of
what 1)11(1 token niece.
When the shaft of light freta the
torch had fleshed 11(rnes Alan's fare
to the clark library, the man had not
taken him for elute he tves-11 living
person; he had telcen him for n spec-
ter. His terror anti the things he had
cried out could meat only that, The
specter of wiemn? Not of Benjamin
seeing and overhearing hhn.. Tne
light which he still gripped swayed
back and forth and showed him Alan
again, and he raised his arm before
ills face as he recoiled.
The consternation of the man was
so complete that It checked Alan's rush
toward him; he halted, then advanced
silently and watchfully. As lie went
forward, and the light shone upon his
face again, the big man cried out
hoarsely:
"D—n you, d—n you, wltb the hole
above your eye' The bullet got you!
And now you've got Beni But you
can't get mei Go back to hell 1 You
can't get met I'll get you—I'll get
you I You—can't save the Mlwaka 1"
Be drew back his arm and with all
his might hurled the flashlight at
Alan. It missed and crashed some-
where behind him, but did not go out;
the beam of light shot back and wa-
vered and flickered over both of them,
as the torch rolled on the floor. Alan
rushed forward and, thrusting through
the dark, his hand struck the man's
chest end seized his coat.
The man caught at end seized Al.
an's arm; he seemed to feel of It and
assure himself of Its realty.
"Flesh! Flesh!" he roared In re-
lief ; and his big arms grappled Mao.
As they straggled, they stumbled and
tell to the floor. the big man under-
menth.• Elis hand shifted its hold and
caught Alan's throat; Alain got an argil
free and, with all his force, struck the
MOO'S face. The man struck baeck—
a heavy bier' on the side of Alan's
head Mitch dizzied him but left hiin
strength to strike again, and his
knuckles reached the man's face Oace
more, hut he got another heavy blow
In return. The man ems grappling
no longer; he swung Alan to one side
std off of him, end rolled himself
nwey. He scl'nmhled to Itis feet and
dashed out through the library, across
the hall, and into the service room.
Alen got to his feet.; dizzied and not
yet fnmUier with the house, be blun-
dered tigainst n well tend had 10 feel
his why along It to the service room;
as he slipped and stumbled down the
etldt•wny, n door closed loudly at the
end at' the corridor he had seen at
the 1001 of the state's. He ran along
the corridor to the door; It had closed
with a spring lock, end seconds passed
while he felt le the dark for the catch;
he found it and tore the floor open,
and come out suddenly Into the cold
nlr of the night le n paved passage-
wity beside the house which led in one
direction to the street and In the
other to a gate opening of the alley.
Ile ran forward to the Street end.
looked up and down, but found It emp-
ty' then he reit beck to the nil°V. At
ring recognleed hfui at onee and ad
(Witted .trim; IW reply to Alan's 111108•
teen, the servant said that Mr. Sherrill
When had not yet returned. 1111 a Alan
went to his room, the valet appeared
and, flndhlg that Alan was packing,
the man offered his service, Man let
hint pack land went downstairs; a MO -
tor had ]test driven up to the house,
l
It proved to hove brought Co1 iai trace
and her mother MOs. Sherrill, after
fuforming Man that Mr. Sherrill might
not return until some time Outer, treat
bead and left the black mark. That
bad been the "bullet hole."
The res: that the man lead salt' bad
been a reference to some n1111111 ALtil
had no tremble to 1'ecollect the melee.
and, while he did 1301 nnd(rsland It
at all, it stirred him queerly—"the +\11 -
wake." what was that? 'rile queer
excitement and questioning that 111(1
name brought, when he repeated it
to himself, was not rernilerttnu; for
he could not ?•ecnll ever having heard
the name before; but it was not vonl-
pletely strange to hiin. Hr ennid tie -
tine the excitement It stirred only 111
that way,
Sherrill had believed that here it
this house Benjamin Curvet hail leit—•
or alight have left—a meumreteli ll. 0
record, or an account 01 smile sort
which would explain to Alan, his site,
the blight w•'lieh hung over his life.
Sherrill had said that it could 111180
been no mere Intrigue, no mogul. per-
sonal sin; and the events of the night
(tad made that veru ee1•tattu; for, pla1n-
1y, wbaIe er W10 hidden in that house
Involved some one else seremsiy, des-
perately. '('here was no other way to
explain the Intrusion of the sort of
man whole Alun had surprised there
an hour ago,
The filet that this .other man
searched also dict not prove that Ben -
punkt Covet had left n record In the
house, as Sherrill beltevea; but it
certainly showed that another person
believed—or feared—it. Whether or
not guilt had sent Benjamin Corvet
away four clays ago, whether or not
there had been guilt behind the ghost
which had' "got Ben,' there was guilt
In the big man's superstitious terror
when he had seen Alan. A bold, pow-
erful than like that one, when his con-
science is clear, does not see a ghost.
And the ghost which he had seen had
a bullet hole above the brows:
Alam took Ip leis hat and looked
about the house; he e8ns going to re-
turn and sleep Here, of course; he Nees
not going to leave the house unguard-
ed
(guarded for any long time after this, but,
after what had just happened, he felt
he could leave It safely for half an
the end of the alley, where It Inter- hour, particularly if lee left a light
sectod the cross street, the figure of burning within.
the man running away appeared sad- Ile (1111 lb's and stepped over to the
denly out of the shndovs, -then die. Sberrills'. `rhe men who answered hie
0177;
"You're
Not Staying Here Tonight?"
She Asked.
upstairs and did not appear again.
Constance followed her mother but,
ten minutes later, came dnwnstalrs.
"You're not staying here tonight?"
she asked.
"1 wanted to say to your father,"
Alan explained, "that I believe 1 had
better go over to the other house."
"Are you taking any (me with you?"
she inquired.
"_illy 000?"
"A servant, I mean."
"No."
"Then you'll let us lend you a man
from here."
"You're awfully good; but I don't
think VII need anyone tonight. Mr.
Corvet's—my father's mon—is coming
back tomorrow, 1 understand. I'll get
along very well until then."
Site was silent a moment as she
looked away. Her shoulders suddenly
jerked a little. "1 wish you'd take
some one with yon," she persisted. "1
don't Like to think of you aloha over
there."
"My father must have been often
alone there."
"Yes," she said. "Yes." She looked
at him quickly, then away, checking a
question. She wanted to ask, he knew,
what he had discovered in that lonely
house which bad so agitated him; fur
of course she had noticed agitation in
hint. And he had intended to tell her,
or, rather, her father. He had been
rehearsing to himself the descrlpttou
of the nran be had met there in order
to ask Sherrill about him; but now
Alan knew that he was not going to
refer the matter even to Sherrill just
yet.
Sherrill had believed that Benjamin
Corvet's disappearance was from cir-
cumstances too personal and Intimate
to he made a subject of public inquiry;
and what Alan had encountered to
Corvet's house had confirmed that be-
lief. Sherrill further had said that
WEDNESDAY,. �111,tE
1t,
1'e•0ntel'ed the house on Aster eh•ent, 4 44*!'F#444.i4•40kf444'44!ktI"
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1111
found no e' Idf nut's of 1(13' disturb-
.
Mtge while ire had been. gone. On the
11r
se0olid Aonr, to the oats( of tlnn Nom
which had been his Patter's, wan - a
beth'ooal Willa evidently lead been
Inept as a guest t'llamber; Alan ettrt•led
111s Suitcase thele and made ready for
bed.
Tile eight' of Constance Sherrill
standing and warehlrt„ after hien In.
(101100131 es lie started hack to this
house, ('1,(114 to 11110 1(1'11111 111111 amain
and, 5150, her flush when she had
spoken of the friend against wheel
Benjamin Corvet had warned her.
Who' was he? It had been Impassible
at that moment for Alan to 'ask her
more; besides, 1f lie had asked and she
had told him, he would have learned
only a name w-hich he could riot place
yet in any eennectinn with her or with
Benjamin Corvet. 'whoever he was, It
was plain that Constance Sherrill
"thought of him;" lucky man, Alan
said to himself, Tet Corvet had
warned her not to think of him,
Alan turned back his bed. It had
been for him a tremendous day. Bare-
ly twelve (tours before he had conte to
that house, Alan Conrad from Blue
Rapids, Kan„ now . , phrases
from what Lawrence Sherrill had told
him of his father were running
throe -eh his mind ns he opened the
door of Ole room to be able to hear
any noise In Benjamin Carver's house,
of which he was stole protector. The
emotion roused by his first sight of the
lalte (vent through hint again as he
opened the whitlow to the east.
Now -he was in bed—ne seemed to
be standing, a specter before a man
blaspheming Benjamin Corvet and the
souls of sten dead. "And the 1(1)10
above the eye: . , The bullet got
you! , . So it's you that got Beni
I'll get you 1 . . You can't
save. the Mtwaka 1"
The Mia o ka 1 The stir or that name
was stronger now even then before; it
had been running through his eon-
seiousness alnost constantly since he
had heard R. He jumped up and
turned on the light and found a'emelt.
He did not know how to shell the
;emir end it was no( net•e.wu•y to
write it down; the 11111110 haul 1111;)11 mit
that definiteness and lneffareablen+'s'
of a thingwhleb. once le awl, 1.1`.1
never again he forgotten. But, in
panic Oita he might forget, he wrote
it, guessing at the spell' ( - Mn'. 1)
It 1)148 n 1111111e. of volirse bra +11,
mune of what Ir repento,l r.'' 1'1.
peered Itself to hint. after 1, .:int I ,r•1t
into bed. until its very iteration 111'0.0.
him drowsy.
Outside, the ;;ale w1lt.•tltd an•'
au•')Iced. The win,'. P 18' 1 ifs la.
re5istenee 11f er is rw:.11 rt•m th•
;we're: 1)1"11 It Oe i led epee the tid
battered ail 0101)011 to 1 a nnY
about the Ituisr. I1ttt to 11 i 1,0...!!1'
sleepier, he hrltt•d 11 no h na"•
rattled the windows 111)11
the eaves and over the roof, 11411 as „
on the lair, ohm: e the ro' rin•< alta
crtnnrhitg w•itves, It W111110011W111110011:ung .1
OM with Its 01111 the
elites of stt'nnttlina-r:hi u•, ;: ,. w.''• 1'
roar of surf end gide in his '•lee 1
went t0 sleep well the sob' rinse',,
ronneetbm 10 his 11111,1 1101 r..•e;) 111.
elf anti goes' '''!t • Helene w1,•„
Benjamin Cer'01•11 .utemeee 1
111-011(;111 hili'. I i' 1,110 inl'ne ••:. il')a 1: r:
CHAPT•.11 VI,
Memory, if :t' a•... :t11 it r'
' amt :;(n i tun I11)11 T1fren1, n,r
far thevolatae. .• - •Y
wore only wtml. l''•w:' ,•1' .. 'll ",'-el ..
ehnd ltlhht havt• ht'ru, \,d tint)' '1
(bey refuse to ennnr(t thrnl•ehes wi[.
anything else,'nit b,8 the very flnal.'c
of their isolation. they warned dd!m
that they --and perhaps a few (Were
ramie memories of similar sort—Wer'
oh that recollection ever would give
him. Ile caught himself together ala
turned his thoughts to the atppr•oaen
iris; visit t0 Sherrill—and his fa11311''0
edicts. He had accepted Constance
1herriiPs invitation to drive him
downtown to We d„stheitlon.
(Continued Next Week)
Benjamin Corvet, if he had wished
Sherrill to know those circutnslances,
would have told them to him; but Cor -
vet had not done that; instead, he had
sent for Alan, his sou. lie had given
Ids son his confidence.
Sherrill had admitted that be was
withholding from Man, for the time
being, something that he knew about
Benjamin Corvet; it was nothing, he
had said, which would help Altai to
learn about his father, or what had
hccoule of him; but perhaps Sherrill:,
not ((Wowing these other (hitt„s, could
out speak accurately as to that. Aran
determined to ask Sherrill what he
had been withholding, before be told
hhn all of what heti happened 1n Cor -
vet's house, There was one other cir-
cum: sauce which Sherrill had men-
ttoned but not explained; It occurred
to Alan now,
"Miss Sherrill—” he checked him-
self.
"\Clint is it?"
"This afternoon your father said
that' you believed that Mr. Corvet's
disappearance 181(5 in some way conI-
neeted with you; he said that he did
not think that ems so; but do you
want to tell ate why you thought tt?"
"Yes; I will tell you." She colored
quickly, "One of the last things Mr.
Corvet did—hr fart, the last dung w•e
know of his doing before he sent for
you—writs 10 001110 to me and warn me
nattiest one of my friends('
"Warn you, Miss Sherrill? Ilow? I
mean, warn you against what?"
"Aglahtst thinking too much of him."
She turned away.
"I think I'il come to see your father
In the morning," Alan said, when Con-
stance looked hack to him.
"Bet yeti'll come over here for
breakfast in the morning?"
"Yon want me?"
"Certainly."
"Pd like to come very munch."
"Then I'll expect you," She followed
him to the door when he had punt on
his things, and he made no objection
when she asked that the man be 81 -
lowed to carry his bag around to 'the
ether house.
\(hen be had dismissed Shnona and
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Turbulent waters of I,alce Erie
and Lake St, Clair are still menacing,
thousands of acres in (Lent and Es-
sex counties, Peelee -Island is threat-
ened.
Debts Collected
WANTED
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Highest market price
pa.d fur )'nhr Hens
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We Collect Accounts, Notes and:
Judgments anywhere and every-
where. No collection, no charge.
Write us today for particulars,
Canadian Creditors' Assn
Post Office Box 951, Owen Sound,
W. D. S. JAMIESON„
MD; CM; LM.CC;
Physician and Surgeon
Office McKelvey Black, Brussejg'
Successor to Dr, White
Phone 45.
T. T. M'RAE
M. B., M, O. P-. ,O S, O.
M. (). II„ Village of Bruseels
Physloiea, Surgeon, A000nohenr
Offioeat resalenWm osrttely the Ohara&
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Boaor greouate of the Ontario Veterin
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A'loar 11111, BMW.
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BARRISTER, SOLIOITOR,
CONVEYANCER, NOTARY Pt8SL1C
LECKIL BLOCK - BRUSSELS
AUCTIONEERS
JAMES TAYLOR
Licensed Auctioneer for the County
of Huron. Sales attended to in al?'
parts of the county. Satisfaction
Guaranteed, or no pay. Orders 105
at The Post promptly attended to
Belgrave Post Office.
PHONES:
Brussels, 15-18. North Huron, 15-6I
D. M. SCOTT
Licensed Auctioneer
PRICES MODERATE
For reference consult any peraatb
whose sale I have offhand at
61 Craig Street, LONDON
WM. SPENCE
Ethel, Ont.
Conveyance, Commissioner and C, a0,:
Agent for
The Imperial Life Assurance Co, r@
Canada
and
Ocean Accident Guarantee Corpses.
tion, Limited
Accident Insurance, Automobile Ilk
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Phone • 2225 Ethel, tis
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(gent Hawick Mutual Fire Insurolee Camprey
Also
Hartford Windstorm and Tornado Insure=
Money to Loan for
;The Industrial Mortgage & Trust Company
on First-clase Farm Mortgages
Phone 48 Box 1 Tarnberry Street. Brunets
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name card to booklet; we do it the quality way.
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