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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1929-12-11, Page 7FEATHERSI WANTED Highest market price paid for Feathers M. Yollick Place Your Insurance IWlth W..1S0 Scut Automobile - fire - Life Phone No;1. Brussels. 11, wrozismomoar Debts Collected We Collect Accounts, ccounta, Notes and Judgments anywhere and every - Where. No collection, na charge. Write us today for particulars. Canadian Creditors' . Assr n 1'os'1 Office Box 951, Owen Sound W. Do S. JAMIESON, MD; CM; LM.UC; Physician and Surgeon Office Mckelvey Block, Bruasele Successor to Dr. White Phone 46. T. T. M' RAE M. 8.. M. 0. P., d S. O. U. 0. 8,, Village of Brussels. Physician, Burgeon, A000nchenr Office at residence, opposite Mely lila Ohareh William street. DR. WARDL.AW Honor graduate of the Ontario Vaterla College. Day and night calls, Onoe oppo Along Mill, Ethel. W'. d,7. !r.nec t ►zi BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, CONVEYANCER, NOTARY PUBLIC LECKiE BLOCK - BRUSSELS AUCTIONEERS JAMES TAYLOR .Licensed Auctioneer for the Counts of Huron. Sales attended to in all parts of the county. Satisfaction Guaranteed, or no pay. Orders left at The Post promptly attended so Belgrave Post Office. PHONES: Brussels, 15-13. North Huron, 16-620 D. M. SCOTT Licensed Auctioneer PRICES MODERATE :lr or reference consult any pecan whose sale I have officiatd at. 61 'Craig Street, LONDON WM. SPENCE Ethel, Ont. Conveyance, Commissioner and C. J. Agent for The Imperial Life Assurance Co....of Canada and Ocean Accident Guarantee Corpora. tion, Limited Accident Insurance, Automobile In- slerance, Plate Glass Insurance, etc. Phone 2225 Ethel, Ont. JAMES M'FADZEAN hoot Hoick Mutual Fire Insurance employ Also Hartford Windstorm and Tornado Insurance THE BRU SSS,ELS POST WEDNEiD x, 1laEC, 1 between the clenched teeth. The man moaned, breathing heavily, but made no other sound while West sla5lled at the cords lashing his limbs, finally treeing them' entirely, Not until this had-. been accomplished did be pause tong enough to este questions, • "There; that's the last. Now, .who are you—Sexton?" "Yes, .air," weakly, and in a mere whisper, "an' I know yer voice, sir. Thank God, yer found me, sir." "I was t a bit of luck; but we'll talk thatsover later. Now we've got to get out of here. Can you walk?" • "1 don't know, sir; after a fashion, maybe, I' mighty Y u m ehty stiff and numb, sir,'! "Take it easy; work your legs up and down like that; good, that will restore the circulation. How long have you been lying herer "I don't know, sir," his voice strengthening. "1 must !lave been hit, the way my head aches. The first thing 1 knew after I went into that room with you, I was 'yin.' here In the dark. I couldn't move or speak, aa' it MIS so black, I kind of got It into my head maybe I Was dead and burled. le it hadn't been for my hear- ing things—voices talking, and , all that—•I guess I would have gone Near Natty. Jtnybe 1 -didn't get everything straight, sir, but one o' them fellows was Hobart, wasn't he?" - Yes; we walked right intD his trap, The fellow who vane over to the table and talked to us was Jim Hobart. He knew me at first sight, and easily guesaod What We were there for" ":•Ind was Miss Coolidge here, too, sir?" "Yes, she Was: I had a talk with her that has n,ixec1 nae all up, Sexton. She seems to be hand In glove with theee fellows. But how did you sus- pect she was here?" "1 heard her valve, sir; up there somewhere, sir, soon atter 1 come to my senses, elle and some man went along outside. Stranded like be wns mane her go with him. 1 con/diet get much of whet teas said, but he sure talked awful rough, an' she 'seemed to be ple'ndin' with him. They wasn't there but just a minute. an' then, s little inter, I Beard an automo- bile start up." "You have no idea how long ago this was?" "No, I ain't sir. I been lyra' here about half dead, I guess, en' I don't seem to have known anything after that until those fellows come down here with the lantern. Were they stunting after you?' "Yes; I outwitted them upstairs, and jumped from a window. But that Is enough talk now; w'e'lt go over the whole affair when we are safely away from this place. Now Is it? Do you think you can navigate? Sexton responded by getting slowly to his feet, Fie trembled and was so uncertain, as he attempted to grope forward, that '{West grasped him firm. ly, helping him slowly toward the foot of the steps. The two crept up the stairs cautiously, and surveyed tate cluttered -up yard as best they might In the dim light of the distant treet lamp. It appeared entirely rhe. erted, nor wns there any, evidence hat the building above was occupied. No doubt lights were burning within, 0t if so the shades roust have been rime elosely, allowing no refleetion o escape. No better opportunity for vading notlee could be hoped for, nd West, alert now to every chance, made instant decision. Money to Loan -for • The industrial Mortgage & Trust Company t on First-otass Farm Mortgages Phone i8 Boz 1 Turnberry Street, Br vr, ala b d JNO. SUTHERLAND & SOP e LIMITED a GUELPH ONTARIO, Cream Grading Means BETTER CREAM ETTER BUTTER ETTER PRICES We are now prepared to Grade your Cream honesrly, 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 ib. butter fat for Specials over that of No. 1 grade, and 3 cents per ib. bat- ter -fah 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 tr am a better price Per pound o f butter -fat tamsn is paid to the produeers of poor cream. We solicit your patronage and co-operation for better market. lmijsr«We will loan you a can. See our Agent, T. C. MCCALL, or Phone 2310, Brussel., The Seaforth Creamery CORYR14HT 1922 by ALFRED'A.IWOPF iso "They are all inside. Creep along behind that pile of lumber to where you see the hole in the fence, I'll be ,just behind you. That's the way." The narrow alley was much lighter, yet still dark enough to conceal their movements, as they clung close to the deeper shadows, 'Except for an old cart it was unoccupied, tate surface covered with ashes; so packed as 'to leave no trace of wheels. Ahead of them at the end of theblock glowed e the only street lamp visible. Sexton. by now largely recovered from hie late experiences, broke Into a run, with West following from the Mimed', fi media lite neighborhood unseen. Suddenly Sexton stumbled, but arose almost in• etnntly to his feet again, grasping something which gleamed like sliver in his hand. "19otfur you?"' i t, are yo ?"asked 'Wast anxiously. "No; what's this I found?" The other took It impatiently. "What Is itT, Why e small pocket knife, of course. Come on, marl.; don't stand mooning there," He slipped the article carelessly into his pocket. "Where are you going?" Sexton panted, endeavoring to keep beside him. "Have you anything planned out?" "Not very much; Milwaukee avenue first. There is sure to be an all-night restaurant somewhere in sight. Tele- phone for a taxi, don't dare to risk a street car, we both look too tough." "Suppose they will follow us?" "Hardly; they will have no idea which way we went, or how long we'll 'I'II Be Just Behind You." have been gone. Once we turn off this street, we'll be safe enough." It was considerably past midnight when the two men finally reached the University club; they had lunched at an all'night restaurant, washed and 010de themselves as presentable as possible, yet were hardly recognizable as they entered the club lobby. Neith- er possessed a hat; Sexton was in his shirt sleeves, while West's coat clung to him in rngs. Without waiting to ex- plain anything to the servant in charge, except to state briefly that Sexton would be his guest for the night, the captain hurried lute the Whiting elevator, and accompanied by his companion, ascended to his apart- ment above. The reaction from the excitement ' of the evening left Sexton dull and drowsy once he felt secure from any possible danger. His only desire was to Ile quiet, and forget. Stretched out on a comfortable lounge, he fell asleep almost Instantly, malting no ef- fort even to remove his clothes. West was of a different temperament, his Mind far too active to and el0ep pos- sible. His only desire was to think, Plan, decide upon some future course of action, With mind busy, forgettul of the very presence of his companion, he indulged In it ba th, agnlu dressed himself, end, lighting a cigar, settled back into an easy chair to tight the whole nut alone with himself. The mystery confrmtting hint peered more dIfllettlt of solution than ever. He was more thoroughly con- eIncod taut ever that Percival Coo- lidge h bad been Iron n , h murdered; at the t act had been committed either by Hn buff himself, or under his diteetton Ile possessed no proof, however, nor could he figure nut n motive for the 001010. Who was tills Jim Hobart? Was he In any way personally Inter- ested in the fortune Left by Stephen Coolidge? Or did he hold ;thy special relationship with the murdered man? ;nope Important 51111, wioit peenller influence did the fellow exert ever the gill? Fiera was by for the deeper mystery, the one that troubled hili most, The others seemed possible of explanation, but the sudden change In Natalia .Caolldge was beyond all tin. derstanding. Sxeept In face, form, dress, outward appearance, also no longer seemed t0 West as being the flume woman he had formerly known. His original in- ter'oat in Ilei 11a11 vanished; he bard teamed to distrust and doubt 11Pt' sin• eerity and truth. Beyond all question she was openly playing an Important part In this tragedy uudel' llobaz•t's direction, but for the life of .hlrn he could not figure out to whet end. Still the very mystery of It had Its fascina- tion. While he felt no longer any spe- cial desire to Serve het', to further risk Ids life In her cause, yet he expert. 'enced a fierce determination to learn What all this really meant; to un• cover the object these conspirators had in view. If Natalie was Involved It could not be helped, she would have to suffer with the rest t e , Iia own duty.. teas clear." Yet how could he begin action? What clew did he passers which could be followed? Practically none.` Be- fore morning, that saloon on Wray street would unquestionably be de- serted, except perhaps by its propri• etor, and Mike would simply deny everything. Two to s thlll les re- trained; trained; the police might have some record of the fellow, might know his favorite haunts, even be able to lo - ate his next c hiding place, It gn not, the only hope remaining would seem to be Natalie Coolidge. She would undoubtedly returu to Pair. lawn; was probably there already, and, by shadowing icer, the where. abouts of Hobart would surely be re- sealed either 500001' 01' hater. ISnt possibly there was n quicker way to learn their purpose than by thus seeking to finch either. If it was the Coolidge fortune which was at stake, why not endeavor to learn In whose trust It was being held, and what steps were being taken to safe- guard it? Ile could explain the na- ture of his interest to on attorney, and be advised how to pr "'mad. Deter- mined to take all three steps the first thing next day, West rested back com- fortably in the chair, already halt asleep. One hand rested in his pocket, and as Ids fingers tumbled some object there, he suddenly recalled the knife Sexton had found In the alley. He drew the article forth curiously, and looked at it under the glow of the electric light—it was a small silver -handled penknife, such as a lady might carry, a rather strange thing to be discovered In a dirt alley back of Wray street. The incongruity struck hem forcibly, and he sat up, wide awake once more, seeking for some mark of identification on the polished handle. There was none, not an inscription of any kind, but be noted that the single slender blade did not at closely down into its place. He opened it idly to learn the cause —beneath appeared the white gleam of tightly folded paper. CHAPTER XI What the Telephone Taid. All West's indifference vanished In- stantly. Re had to pry the paper out, SO closely had it been wedged in be. neath the closed blade, and it re- quired a moment In which to straight- en traighten It out so that the writing was dis- cernible. Even taro the marks were SO faint, and minute, he could not really decipher them until he made use of a magnifYlrtg glass lying on the desk. A woman's hand, using a pencil, had bastily inscribed the words on a scrap of common paper, apparently torn from some book—the Inspiration of an instant, perhaps a sudden hope born of desperation.' He fairly had to dig the words out, letter by letter, copying therm on an old en- velope until he had the message corm plete: "Please notify police to search Semloole quick." West read this over, word by word, again and again. What did It mean? Did it mean anything? Had it any possible connection with the case in whch he was interested? There was no signature, nothing to guide hint; yet in some way the plea sounded real, was a cry of distress. an appeal for help. It could be given no other meaning, yet how long had It been lying there In the alley? Not any great length of tine surely, for the polished silver was far too conspicu- oars to escape notice. It must have been dropped during the night, within a very short time of its discovery. But what did the words signify? "Notify police" was cheer enough, but "search Seminole" meant nbsotutely nothing, What 1008 "Seminole"—an apartnlent house? A hotel? A saloon? Perhaps the pollee would know; evidently the writer so believed, or she would never have used the name with such confi- dence. A familiar Name to her, she assumed that the pollee would have no difficulty in instantly locating the place meant. The haste with which the message lad npparently been writ- ten, Its short, sharp words, .bespoke urgent need, the rnnscluusness of ins mhrent peril, Plainly the writer had used the only means at band in a hut, pied desperate en'ort to gain assist•- 3nee. 'The police," The request had been o h. pollee r Why 1' Meld for the 1mtil 511 la 1 ; then } not alPcttl pollee? to thenot e7 Why n 1 take the note now die l etly to ht ndgnnrters, and let their help solve its mystery? At first West besii'ated, yet a, •moment's thnteght e.onviric0d 111111 this would be Lite. logical cnuree to pursue, Ills ep• peeling to the police need not: nee, l!99aPlly hrvolve any disclosure rela- tive to ,the Coolidge matter, Tie had found this note accidentally to an al' ReY M nartn*est f ektlod' r! city; his being there need require IIE special explanatien; he dill not tin.. dorstend Its monolog, and eansequent• ly he placed It In their hands, Tilat,all sounded natural enough, ' 11e looked at Sexton, w'ho was sleep. tug sabndly, and decided not to OtYalten .the lienjust had no • 1150 for his services est now ; the Qlty halt was only a few blocks away, rind he might not be out more than an llnlm' himself, lie would leave a note so that If by any chance he should be delayed, Sexton 1voaid mnderstaud what 11(1(1 occurl'ed. Ile scratched this off hastily, Placed it 111 a eonsple- nous place, and swiftly det)arted, tit ter extinguishing the light. He was no iang,er conscious of fatigue, or the nein of bruises, his mind eager to learn the meaning of this new die. covert', 1t had been a quiet night at the City Rail station, and West encountered no difficulty In reaching the presence of the lieutenant in charge. The officer who had opened the door to the inner office said rather doubtfully: ' "'This guy wants to see you person. 1111)', sir; he wouldn't talk to no one else." "All right, Slavin; shut the door, and rll hear what he has to say, What Is it, my man?" West explained swiftly and clearly, his manner of speech, as well as his statementt its to who he was, evidently making a favorable impression on his listener. He took the note, spread 1t out on the desk, and studied it care fully. Looks genuine enough," he con)• mented at last, "but not very clear. I don't know any place In this town called. Seminole, Wnit a minute though; perhaps one of the boys may MVO an idea," He pressed a button on top of the desk, and 1n response to the summons a side door opened, and a man In plain clothes entered. "Yon rang, slrr "Tes, McAdams; this gentleman here—" "Captain West, as I am a sinner 1" he exclaimed. "Oee 1 but I am Mad to see you, again, old man: Say. By Gad: you don't remember ria." "011, but I certainly do, Mac," and West grasped the extended hand heartily. "It's a devil of a surprise, that's all. Saw you last at Brest, the day you sailed for home. So this was your job, sergeant?" "Been with the department ever since I was a kid. Pru me in grain zlothes since I came back. Lieutenant, this is Captain West, officer across the pond with, the engineers; we were buddies for about two months, What was wanted, sir?" "well, Captain West has just been telling me a rather peculiar story, and wanted some information I thought perhaps you could give; you know the old town right better than I do. First 0! all, do you recall any crook by the name of Hobart—Sim Hobart?" "Hobart'? Hobart? No, not orf hand, 1 don't. How old a man is he, Cap - "Middle -aged, anyway; an active fel- low enough, but his hair is quite gray." "Do you know where he hangs out?" "The last I saw of him was In a saloon known as Mike's place over on Wray street." "Off Milwaukee; yes, I know. Mike is a big Pole, but has never had any seri- ous trouble so far as I know. How- ever, being there Is no special rec- ommendation to a guy, but I don't he- lleve this man Hobart has been pulled since I've been on the force." "Look him up in the Index, Mac." McAdams drew out a thick volume front a nearby cabinet, and ran his fingers awiftly down a long column of names, Indexed under the letter "I1." Suddenly he stopped, with an exclamation. "The lad is here all right—govern- ment offense, fifteen years ago, third "Tho Lad Is Here, Alf Right." arrest ; snugged number 23113. Let's look him up, and see if he is the same man. Come over here, Captain." "Is that the fellow?" he asked. West studied the face seriously. y "Yes, 1 believe it is, Mac," he said at length. "lie looks much older now, hut those are his fentnres all right. What was his game?" "'Con: mostly, according to the rec- ord; only one conviction though, two Years In Detroit for using the malls to defraud. Oh, yes, herr. is something different, 'assault with intent to hill'— sole dinned Next Wete,1A I m the Master Salesman. Lo, the people of the earth do inc 'idornage. I am the herald of success for men, merchants, manufacturers, municipalities and nations, 1 go forth to tell the world the message of service and sound merchandise. And the world lis- tens when 1 speak. There was a day long ago, when by sheer weight of superior merit, a business could rise above the common level without me, but that day has passed into oblivion. For those who have used me as their servant I have gathered untold m,iilions into their coffers. 1 Sell More Merchandise per dollar of salary paid me than any other sales- man on the face of the earth. The falbled lamp of Aladdin never called to the service of its master genii half so rich and powerful as 1 am, to the man Who keeps me constantly on his payroll. 1 Hold the Business of the seasons in the hollow of my hand, I com- mand the legions of fashion, mold the styles and lead the world Whithersoever 1 go. 1 drive unprin- cipled business to cover, and sound the death -knell of inferior mercllandie. Frauds are afraid of me be. cause I march in the broad tight of day. 1 Whoever Makes Me Their Servant for life takes no chances on drawing down dividends from my untold treasures bestowed with a lavish hand. 1 have awakened and inspired nations, set lions of men to fight the battles of freedom beyond the seas and raised billions of dollars to foot the bills. Nation's and kings pay me homage and the business world bows at my feet. I sow broad fields for you to reap a golden harvest. Am Master Salesman at Your Service 1 Am Athertising —x— Waiting Your Command The Post BRUSSELS