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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1929-6-26, Page 7Cram grading ETTER CREAM Means ETTER BUTTER ETTER PRICES We are now prepared to Grade your Ceettm honestly, gather it twice a v,'eek 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 3 cents per lb.but, ter -fat for No 1 grade over that of No, 2 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 troam a better prloe per pound of butter -fat teen is paid to the producers of poor cream; We solicit your patronage and co-operation for better market. tealegeeWe will loan you a can. See our Agent, T. C. MCCALL, or Phone 2310, Brussels. The Seaforth Creamery - The Indian Drum 'By William MacHarg ` and Edwin Balmer Itbst,st.as by IRII'IN MYERS Copyright by Eowio nnl,ucc CHAPTER IX. A Walk Beside the Lake. "The name seems like Sherrill," the interne agreed. "He said It before when we 'heel hint on the table up - •stairs; and he has surd 1t now twice dlstf4etly—.berrt11.'' "His mm11nc, n„ you think?" "1 shntddn't say so; he <eems trying to speak to some one named Sherrill. There etre only four Sie•rrllls In the telephone book tw,, ,.1 flute Qin and one way "int In Mita„ . ' "The other?" "They're -u11) ah„rf slv hinr„y. from where he wins tacked 1111; but they're on the Drive—the I.tnvrout•e Shert'ilis.” The Interne %headed softly and looked more Interestedly at his pa- tient's features. "He'll be conscious some time during the day. there's only a slight fracture. anti—perhaps you'd better call the Sherrill huuse, any- way. If he's not known there, no harm done; and It he's one of their friends and be should " The nurse, nodded and moved O. Thus it was that at a quarter to five Constance Sherrill was awakened by the knocking of one of the serv- ants at her father's door. Her father went down stairs to the telephone in- strument where he might reply with- out disturbing Mrs. Sherrill Constance, ktmona over her shoulders. stood at the top of tete stairs and waited. It became plain to her at once that what- ever hatever had happened had been to Alan Conrad. "Yes. . . . Yes. . . . You are giving him every possible cars? . , . At once." She ran part way down the stairs and met her father as he came up. Ile told her of the situation briefly. "Ile was attacked on the street lite last night; he was unconscious when they found hint and took hien to the hospital, and has been unconscious ever since. No one can say yet how seriously he is injured." She waited In the hall while her father dressed, after calling the ga- rage on the house telephone tor him and ordering the motor. When he had gone, she returned anxiously to her rooms; he had promised to call her after reaching the hospital and as soon as he had learned the particulars of Alan's condition. It was ridiculous, of course, to attach any responsibility to her father or herself for what had happened to selan—at street attack such as might have happened to any one 1 —yet she felt that thee were In nart t v 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 if it requires replenishing call us by telephone 81. The Post Publishing House respuusthle, They bad let Mut go to live atone in the house Iu Astor street with uo better adviser than %Vaasa (maul, Nuw, and perhaps because they had not warned Mtn, he had met Injury and, it might be, more than merle Jujuy; he might be dying, Something which had disturbed and excited Alan had happened to him on the first night he had passed la that house; and now, it appeared, he had been prevented !rum passing a second night there. What had prevented him had been an attempted robbery upon the street, her father had said. But suppose it had been something else then robbery, She could not formulate more def- initely this thought, but It persisted; she could not deny it entirely and slake it oft. • To Alan Conrad, In the late after- noon of that days, thls sante thought was coming fur more definitely and far more persistently. Ile had been awake and sane since shortly after noonday. e - The ale of a bead which ached throb - tangly .t pu< u tangly and of a body bruised and sure • was beginning to give pike to a feel- ing merely of lassitude—a languor ;which revisited incoherence upon Min ' when he tried to think. The man who had assailed hien had meant to kilt; he had not been any ordinary robber. That purpose, blindly recognized and fought against by Alem 111 their strug- gle, had been unmistakable. Unit' the chalice preserve of passersby, who had heard Alan's shouts and responded to theta, had prevented the execution of his purpose, and had driven the man to swift flight for bis own safety. A tittle before sex Constance Sher- rill and Spearman called to inquire after him and were admitted for few moments to Ills reoue, Site clone to him, bent over hint, while she spoke the few worths of sympathy the nurse allowed to her; she stood buck thou while Spearman spoke to him. In the succeeding days he saw her nearly every day, ue<wmpauted always by her father or Spearman; It was the full ' two weeks the doctors bud Insisted on his remaining In the hospital before he saw iter alone. They had brought him home, tbe day before—she and her father, In the motor—to the house on Astor street, He had insisted on returning there, refusing the room iti their house which they had offered; but the doctor had enjoined outdoors and moderate exer- cise for him, and she had made bio promise to come and walk with her. He went to the Sherrill house about ten o'clock, and they walked north- ' ward toward the park, "There 18 something I have been wanting to ask you," she said. "Yea." • "That night when you were hurt—It was for robbery, they said. What do you think about lt?" She watched him as he looked at her and then away; but his face was completely ex- pressionless. "The proceedings were a little toe rapid for me to judge, Miss Sherrill." "But there was no demand upon you to give over your money before you were attacked?" She breathed a Ittile more gnlekly. "It stoat he a strange sensation," she observed, "to know that some one has tried to pill yon" "It must, indeed." "You mean you didn't think that he tried to kill you?" FAMOUS CANADIAN POET IS STRICKEN Bliss Carman, recognized as Can- ada's greatest lyric poet who dropp- ed dead at the home of friends in Connecticut. "I was hardly in a eodttlon, Mtaa Sherrill, to appreciate anything,about the tt 11 t t t at1V , JI a 1a do you ask?" liec'a '---„ pat ,' e. t 5110 h slttttt in !te- atime - 1 A n ate :t, "if you were ate:elted to be kilted, It meant that you t..tt hese 1rr,ot 111taeked us the son nt .lit'. t'ot'- vet, 'then Chat mt'tutt-•rill hetet It ha;+lied -Shut •Mt'. (turret tette killed, flea he dill hitt go tlwoy, You see llete, of course." "Meet, you the only one wile thought thet't - ilr dial some erne speak le you ai:d11 It?" , o elle did; 1 spoke to father, lie tlw,tuhl—" ' .,% wl'vll, 1f DIr, Corvet was murdered-- I'm urdered—I'm lbilowing what fttlhet' thuhght, you ut,tlet'stttltth^it Involved something a "It Must Be a Strange Sensation," She Observed, "to Know That Someone Has Tried to K11I You." good deal worse perhaps than any- thing that could have been Involved If he had only gone away. The farts we had made it certain that—tf what had happened to him was death at the hands of another—he must have fore- seen that death and, seeking no pro- tection for himself , it implied, that he preferred to tine rather titan to task protection—that there was some- thing whose concealment he thought nattered even more to him than life. It—it might have meant that he con- sidered his life was ... due to whom- ever tools it," Iler voice, which had become very low, now ceased. She was speaking to Alen of his father—a father %peril he had never known, and wvhont he could not have recognized by sight until site showed hint the picture a few weeks before; hut she was speaking of its father. "Mr. Sherrill didn't feel that it was necessary for rein to do anything, even though he thought that?" "If Dir. Curvet was dead, we could do him no good, surely, try telihtg this to the police.; tf lite police succeeded finding out all the facts, we would be doing only what Uncle Benny did not wish—what lie preferred death to. We round not tell the police about it without telling them all about Mr. Cor - vet, toe. So father would not let him- self believe that you had been nttucked to be killed 14e had to believe the police theory was suflirlent." Altus made no element at once. "Waseaqutun believes Mr. Corset is dealt," he said finally. "14e told me 80. Toes your father believe that?" "I think he Is beginning to believe it." "I've not told any one," he said, now watching her, "how I happened to be out of the house that night. 1 followed a man who came there to the house: Wassuquatn did not know his mime. He did not know lit'. Covet was pie; for he came there to see Mr. Curvet. He was not an ordinary friend of Mr. Corvet's; but he had conte there often. Wassequam did apt know why. Was- saquanl had sent the men away, and I ran out after hitu; but I could not find lane." He stopped an instant, studying her. "That wits Clot the first nmol who came to the house," he went on quickly, as she was about to speak. " l found a man 1n Mr, Corvet's house the first night that 1 spent there. Wassagnnut was away, you remember, and I was alone In the house." "A man there in the house?" she re- peated. "Ile was going through lir, ('meet's things—not the silver and all that, hut through his desks end tiles and cases. He was looking for something—some- thing which he seemed to want very much; when 1 interfered, it greatly ex- cited him. I frightened hinr• Ile thought 1 was a ghost.," "A ghost, Whose ghost?" Ile shrugged. "I don't know; some One whom he seemed to have ]mown pretty well—and whom Mr. Corvet knew, he thought," "Why didn't yea tell us this before?" "At Ienst-1 ant tt'iling you now, ,Hiss Sherrill. I frightened hits, and he got away, But 1 had seen him plainly, I rah describe 111!11, , You've talked w4ih your father.. of the t(Ssihllity the something might 'hap - pot' to nee such as, perhaps, happened nt ?lr. Corvet. If anything does hap- ten to me, n description of the ntan :nay , . prove useful." Then rhnu'ly and definitely ns he 'olid, he drseethetl Spearman to iter. the dill not reeogn•lxe the deserlpttun; ". 111111 known she w011111 hilt. Ila(' not. Tillman been in Duluth/ heynnd Tett, tans -apt cunurotinn et Spearman with the prowler to ('ne;tw,et:'e house the me tonneetlott of ell :nest difllrnit for her to make? But he taw her fixing and recording tate description In her laud, "H $RiJ$$EIi..$ POST They were silent as they went en io•' welt her home, fie bad Bald all ht, could or dared to Boy, to tell her that at the man bird been Spearman would pot merely have taw'aitetted her increduli• ty; It weld(' have destroyed credenee ttttei'ly. A definite deluge In their re- lation to one anotherhad thken plaee during their walk, The tallness, the frankness of the sympathy there had been between them almost from their prat meeting, had gone site was quite aware, be-suw, that he had not. frankly answered her questions; she was aware that in some way be had drawn back front her and shut her out front his thoughts about his own position here. But be had known that thls must he so; ft had been ltls first definite realization tifte' his return to consciousness In the hospital when, knowing now her relation to Spear - Man, he hall found all questions which. concerned his relations with the peo- ple here made 1&;nmetsu'ably more acute by the attack upon blue Site asked Mtn ,to conte In and stay for luncheon, as they clenched her home, beat she asked it without erg. Mg; at his refusal she moved slowly up the steps. Looking after hits from the window after she had entered the house, she Saw• hent turn the corner in the direction of Astor street, CHAPTER X. A Caller. As the first of the month was ap- proaching, l'Vassuquatn had brought his household bills and budget to Alan that morning directly after breakfast, To furnish Alan Witlt whatever sums he needed, ,Sherrill brad mule a consid- erable deposit in Alan's mime in the bank where he carried his owls ac- count; and Alun had accompanied Sher- rill to the hank to be introduced and had signed the necessary cards In or- der to check against the deposit. Alan had required barely half of the hundred dollars which Benjamin Cot' - vet had sent to Rine Rapids, for his expenses In Chicago; anti he had brought with him from "home" a hun- dred dollars of Itis owu. The amount' which Wassaquam now desired to puss- the bilin w'ns notch more that Alun had tai hand; but that amount was also much less than the eleven hundred dollars whicli the serv- ant listed els cash on hand. This, Was - seem= stetted, was in currency and Inept by him, Benjamin always had had him keep that much in the house; \Vassaquaut would not touch that sum now for the payment of current ex- penses, On the first of the month, therefore, Alan drew upon his new bank account to Wassaquam's order, and In the early afternoon Wassaquam went to the hank to cash his check—one of the very -few occasions when Alan had been left in the house alone; Wassa- quarn's habit, It appeared, was to go about on the first of the month and pay the tradesmen in person. Some two hours later, and before Wassaquam could have been expected back, Alan, In the room winch had be- come his, wail startled by a sound of heavy pounding, which came suddenly to him from a floor below. Shouts— heavy, thick, and tuthateltlgible—min- gled with the pounding. He ran swift- ly doth the stairs, then on and down the service stairs into the basement. 11te door to the house from the area- way was shaking to irregular, heavy blow's, which stopped as Alan reached the lover hallway; the shouts contin- ued still a moment utore. Nuw that the poise of pounding did mot inter- fere, Alan could make uut what the man was saying. "L'en Corvet 1"— the name was almost unintelligible— "Ben Curvet! Beni" Then the shouts stopped, too. Alan sped to the door and turned back the Itttch. The door bore back upon him, nut from a push, but from a weight without which had fallen against it. A big, heavy man, with a rough cap and mackinaw coot, would have fallen upon the fluor if Altus had not caught him. His weight 111 Alan's arms ens so dull, so inert, that, if vio- lence had been his intention, there was nothing to be feared from him now. Alan looked up, therefore, to see if any one had come with hltu. The alley and the street were clear. The show in the areaway showed that the man t alonew had cone to the door and with great ditliculty; he had fallen once up- on the walk. Alan dragged the man into the house and went buck and closed the dour. Ile returned and looped at hint, The man was like, very like the one whom Alan httd followed from the house ou the night when he was attacked; eer- taioty 511111 this was Use same man tame gttickly to hint, lie seized the fellow ltgatrt and dragged him up tate stairs anti to the lounge in the library. He was, or had been, u very powerful men, basad end flak through with overdeveloped — utmost eisto'ting— nmectes in his shoulders; het his body had become fat and soft, his face was puffed and his eyes watery and bright; his brown hair, which was shot all through with gray, ens dirty and mat- ted; he had three or foal• days' growth of beard, When he sat up and looked about it was ninth that whisky was oily one of the forces working upon pini --•the tither was fever which billeted up and sustained hint intermit. tently "lire l" he greeted Alan. "Where'' shat t1-11 Iuji), hey? 1 knew Ben Corvet wes Sherr --•knew he was share all lime, 'Course he's ;there; he got to he rhere. That's Aright. You go get '1,n !" "Who ere you?" Alan asked, "Say, 1villi you? What t'hells seen dost' here? Never see you before go—go get Ben Corvet, Jus' say Ben Corvet, Lu—lake's shore, Ben Corvet'll +e;' %u—nuke all right; -al. one 'Man hat! drawn back but now went to 1110 malt again, .'Ilio that Idea that ON fat have i l i - t l been Oen wOrOl so Ball• of or wile lied /Serve()-B4me nJnnlln Corvet perhaps, had been tt cotm'adte lin lite earlier days, bad been bnulslled y the confident arrogance of the mlmee tone --tan arrogancenet to be 'axphtitted, entirely, by Millets' or by the fever, "How long have you been this way?" :Sian demanded. "Where did you crime Troon?' He put his hand on the wrist; It writs veep hot troll dry; the pulse was raclug irtegultar; tat seconds it seemed to stop; for other seconds it was continuous, The fellow coughed and bent forward. "What is it— pneumonia?" Alan tried to straighten Min up. "Ol' me drink! Go get Ben Corvet, I tell you 1 , , , Get Ben ('•erect gnit'k1 Say ,Vous sheer? You get the 13en Corvet; you better get Ben Corvet; you tell him Ln-•-'uke's here; won't welt any more; gots' flulve my. money now . srlght away, your cheer? Klee me out s'lnon; I guess not no more, Ben Corvet give me all money I want or I talk!" Ti>ai It 1" ` Sw nu know !t! I tint gain' . ," '11e choked up and tottered bark; Alan, supporting him, lale 111,11 down and stayed beside him until his rough- ing and clinking re'sed, and there was only the rattling rasp of his breathing, Wizen Alan spoke to him again, Luke's eyes opened, and he narrated !went experiences bitterly; all were blamed to Ben Corvet's absence; Luke, who hall been drinking heavily a few nights before. had been thrown out when the saloon was (dosed; that was Ben Corvet's fault; if Ben Corvet bud been around, Luke would have had money, alt the money any one wanted; no one would have thrown out Luke then. Luke slept In the snow, all wet. When he arose, the saloon was open again, and he got more whisky, but not enough to get him warts. Ile hadn't been waren since., That was Ben Cor - vet's fault. Ben Corvet better he 'round now; Luke wouldn't stand any more. Alan felt of the pulse again; he opened the coat and under -flannels end felt the heavi:•g ,hest. IIe went to tete hall and looked in the telephone directory. He remembered tire name of the druggist on the corner of Clark street and he telephoned him, giving the number on Astor street. "1 want a doctor right away," he said. "Any good doctor; the one that you can get quickest." The druggist promised that a physlc'iau would be there within a quarter of an hour, Man went back to Luke, who was silent now except for the gasp of his breath; he did not answer when Alan spoke to him, except to ask for whis- ky. Alan stood watching, a strange, sinking tremor shaking him. This man had come there to make a claim —a claim which many times before, apparently, Benjamin Corvet had ad- mitted. Luke came to Ben Corvet for money which he always got—all he wanted—the alternative to giving which was that Luke would "talk." Blacktnatl, that meant, of course; blackmail which not only Luke had told of but which Wassaquam too had admitted, as Alan now realized. Money for blackmail—that was the reason for that thousand dollars In cash which Benjamin Corvet always kept at the house. Alan turned with a sudden shiver of revulsion toward his father's chair in place before the hearth; there for hours each day his father had sat with a book or staring into the fire always with what this than knew haugtug over him, always arming against it with the thousand dollars ready for this man, whenever he came. Meeting blackmail, paying blackmail for as long as Wassaquam had been in the house, for as long as it took to make the °nee muscular powerful fig- ure of tbe sailor who threatened to "talk" into the swollen whisky -soaked hulk of the than dying now on the loun l+orge. his state that day the man blamed Benjamin Corvet, Alan, fore - lug himself to touch the swollen face, shuddered at thought of the truth un- derlying that accusation. Benjamin • Carvers act—whatever It might be shut this man knew—undonhtedly had r eC 't " i .deytd not only him who paid the blarknlatt but hint who received it; the erect of that act was still going on, destroying, blighting. Its throat of shame was not only against Benjamin Curvet; It threatened also all whose names must be connected with Cor - vet's. This shame threatened Alan; It threatened also the Sherr.Uls, What Sherrill had told Alan end even Cor - vet's gifts to him had not been abie to make Alan feel teat without ques- tion Corvet was his father, but now shame and horror were making him feel It; in horror 'at Corvet's whatever It It might be ---rand In shame at Covert's cowardice, Alan was think- ing of Benjamin Corvet es his father, This shtuue, this horror were his .tn- hefltance, He left Luke and went to the win- dow to see if the doctor was coming. He had railed the doctor because in itis first sight of Luke lie had not recog- nized that Luke was beyond the aid of doctors and because to summon a doctor under such circutfstaneeS eves the right thing to do; but he had thought of the doctor also as a wit- ness to anythtug Luko might say, Bnt now—did he went a witness? Ile had no thought of concealing anything for his own sake or for his father's; tint he would, at least, want the chance to, determine the eireumstnnces under which It wnS to be made public. lie hurried back to Luke, "What Is 1t, Luke?" he cried to hire. "What can you tell? Listen! Luke—Luke, ie it abort the Attwaka—the Miwaka,t li,uke to. Kala AR# 00 ink/ A IftWer4 _4,1I» shook bun and Ohoutett in his ear without awakening t'esponee. As Alan slo ghe0t d atuod hopeleeslylook• Jag down et hila., tete telepbop0 bey rang Sharply, Constance .,tlerrill's %'0100 eetne to him; her first words' made It clear that the wan at house acid had just cause he "The servants 14'11 me some elle wliS making s disturbance beside year huuse a while ago," she said, "and shouting something about lir. t:orvet. Is there seinethiett wring there? have You discovered e 1' 1Liug?" Ile shook exeit telly while, bolding his hand over the transmitter ' lest Luke should break out again and she 11,1ninf- "Luke, Is It the Miwaka—the Miwaka? Luke!" should hear It, he, wondered what he should say to her. "Please don't ask me just now, Miss Sherrill," he managed, "I'll tell you what I can—later." His reply, he ret'n0nized, only made her more certain nett thele w,1.1 .: thing the matter, but 11e could not told anything to it. He found Luke. when he went hack to him, still In e"hm: the biontlshut veins stood out against the ghastly grayness of his face, sed Ills stertorous breathing sounded through the rooms. r • * * * • * Constance Sherrill had come in a few moments before from an after - 00011 reception; the Servants told her at once that something, w•as happening at Mr, Corset's. They had heard shouts and had seen a man pomading upon the door there, but they had not taken it upon themselves to go over there. She had told the chauffeur to wait with the motor and had run at once to the telephone and called Alan; his attempt to put her off trade her certain that what had happened was not finished int was .still going nn. Her anx'ety and the sense of their re- sponsibility for Alan overrode at once all other thought. She told the serv- ants to call her father et the office anti tell him something was wrung at lir. Corvet's; then she railed her maid and berried tut to the motor. "To lfr, Corset's—quickly!" she di- rected. Looking through the front doors of her ear as It turned into As'nr street, she saw n sitting man, carryings 11,e. tar's (Ilse, ran up the stops of t'„r. vet's 11un.ae. Com.ttlnee rerncrize,n hint ad a ymmng doctor -'1111 w•:": st�.*t• 111E in m•octl,e in the flet th1tufhoed, II" was. just being admitted n< sr° on'' her meld rearbed the steps. Alan 810..1 tinkling the floor °reit ted 'rot Meek ing entrnnee when she rani • •+n, "Tau 1111181 slat ,"+1110 ht :" 1 • 1,+,; 11,,t•; iett. she followed the li 1 n• that Alan ronld nod elese the. ,1.,nr upon bor. 11r v1,:hl'1 1101', 1r':1 nod iter ,,1)1I en( ''1 1,,t+, 0.0 I all, uhr ct•nt d o, cls s., t„ "•r, npn i the ,•ours in tA' ta'„'a r p. nal a" the sen•' 1 of 11,4 ., • • t',`1: (Continued Next Week) WTDN SDA1, JUN'! 2atll, 12?i1. IFIENSI d• k WA wI / C,:;, P • Highest market price. ' >r• paid for your Hen M at is to sayhe only -7,87-7 nothing', do nothing, and be, nothing. Debts Collected 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 851, Owen Sound W. D. S. JAMIESON.. MD; CM; LM.CC; Physician and Surgeon Office McKelvey Block, Brasserie Successor to Dr. White Phone 46. T. T. M'RAE M. 8.•M. C. P.. a2 S, O. M. 0. E., village of Bruesele. 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