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AP 'JL ESCAPADE
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
SYNOPSIS.
Mary (tate and Aaron are the only
working members of the \t'itlow O•hiarti s
rcnnily. Martiq studies medicine at :'gut
and- gets z oppertunttY to go to Ger-
many; but. iinanees forbid, Ctu•leto'eher
Steynes a friend .,r Mary kate's em-
ployer, Is being followed bya Messier)
couu.esri, and her daughter -object ma-
trimony.In order to discourage them,
Christopher
the part
o ofs his wife at at atrete_lv:te-
the ier iuseocoworks. Christopher Chrntess. istopher so nod
takes
Mary Note to his .home in. ilurlIngame,
thenheat's ^ a(l soundshe atthey winde ow"t. ands is
terrifiod,
CHAPTER XXI.- (Cont'd.)
And as she stood there, half -turned
toward the room, panting, she saw the
shutter swing slowly out, The figure
of a man was eilhoueted against the
night.
There .was no moon;a heavy fog had
crept in with the. turn of the night,
and had shift out the stars. But there
it A was a faint glow -from some distant
roadside'lamp, in the side garden, and
it penetrated through 'the trees and
shrubs enough to show her the moving
figure -a figure that was busy now
with the shutters opening theft back
npiselessly securing them against the
wall, where they would make no sound.
She turned the key in the latch, the
door was open. In a nightmare of
panic shereached the lower hall, and
was groping with shaking hands for
the passage that led toward the sitting
H. T. IaANCE
Notary Public, Conveyancer
Fluancial, Real' Estate. and Fire in.
entrance Agent. Representing 14 Fire
• Insurance Companies.
Division .ourt Office: Clinton.
Frank Fing!and, B.A., LLB.
Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public,
Successor to W. Brydone, K.C.
Sloan Block - Clinton, Ont.
CHARLES B. HALE
Conveyancer, Notary Public, "
Commissioner, etc.
(Office over J. E. Hovey's Drug Store)
DR. J. C. GANDIER
Once Hours: -1,30 to 3.30 p.m., 6.30
to 8.00 p.m., Sundays. 12.30 to 1.30 p.m.
Other hours by appointment only.•
'•.
Office and ,Residence - Victoria St.
DR. FRED' G. THOMPSON
Office and Residence:
Ontario Street Clinton, Ont.
One door west of Anglican Church.
•
Phone 172
Eyes Examinee and Glasses Fitted
DR. PERCIVAL HEARN
Office and Residence:
Huron Street Clinton, Ont.
Phone 69
(Formerly occupied by the late Dr.
C. W. Thompson).
Eyes Examined and Glases Fitted.
DR. H. A. MCINTYRE
DENTIST
Mee over Canadian Nationr. Express,
Clinton, Ont.
Extra.. -ion a Spotleity.
Phone 21
room -toward the stairs.
To escape from the house was un-
thinkable, she must rouse someone be-
fore she must vet to Chris.
Barefooted,.clad only in her night-
dress that she had washed and ironed
herself for the great adventure she
wept swiftly, hardly breathing, along
the passage. To call, prematurely, to
risk wpm a second of light, might be to
bring upon her her own destruction.•
The fingers of the murderer seemed
clawing at her hair as she went.
The 'stairwayl it was a narrow,
iron-balustraded stairway that climb-
ed against one of the plain white -plas-
tered walls; its balustrade was only a
heavy tasselled red rope, supported by
fmingree posts. What was -above Mary
Kate had no idea, but Christopher
must be up there -he must be up there
or she would go shrieking mad with
terror!
At the top of the twisted flight was
a narrow hall, in which a low red
light was burning Mary Kate tried
a door -piles and piles of linen. An-
other door, giving upon a dark, empty
room full of books -somebody's study.,
The third door was Christopher's bed-
room, and at her first whispered
"Chris!" he wan awakened, had turn-
ed over in bed.
She was beside him, sitting on the
bed, holding his hands with her own
frozen, trembling fingers. The bless-
edness of finding him, of finding some-
one living, warm, familiar, protecting.
almost robbed hs • of speech. •
"No- -don't light the light—"
"Mary, for GoC's sake, what is it?"
"Don't light the light!"
"But what is it?'
"It's—" she bowed over him,
fighting for breath, cawing in her dry
throat. "It's a man!"
His bands were gripping her arms
tightly, reassuringly; he was still ly-
ing on his pillow.
"You're dreaming!"
"No, no, no, I'm not dreaming! It's
a man—"
"Nonsense!" Chris persisted, but in
a wbisl or whose inaudibility matched
her owe,.
"Dow in my room -it must be the
pearls—" she breathed.
"You saw him?"
"Oh, clearly. I had -I had bolted
the shutters -because of the porch
windows. But the windows -where
the shutters are -wasn't locked—"
"Don't tremble sol It's all right.
I'll call -I'll get the police. He won't
come upstairs—"
By the dim light in the room she
could see him reaching for the tele-
phone that rested on a little rack be-
side his bed.
"Oh, don't! Wait! He may go
away! Don't risk him -he might have
a gun—"
"He may be only a drunk."
Mary Kate had moved enough to
give him room to sit up, and put his
feet so the floor, now he reached for
a dressing gown aurid in the shadows
she could 'see him sticking his long
arms into the sleeves. Barefoot, with-
out making a sound, he crossed to a
desk, and quietly drew out an upper
drawer.
Chris cable back to the bed, and
breathed into her ear.
"I think you were dreaming," he
said. "But just the same I'm going
to look around. It mightn't do any
harm to take that Iittle telephone and
tell Peters I want him and Tony and
anyone else right away -tell 'em to'get
in the smack door -Mrs. Peters has the
keys -ring the bell twice, with your
finger -it won't make any sound-"
There was a second's silence. Then
froom downstairs came a muffled
sound, the sound of a chair -falling.
"Hello!" Chris said, gripping her
wrist. "You're right! He's in. He's
in the diming roomy probably. 'pet Pet-
ers if you can—"
The little, flat, double -disked re-
ceiver ouivering in her hand, the girl
placed .it at mouth and ear.
"Did you ring twice?"
"Yes."
"Make it snappy," said the whisper
at her -ear. "Unless he starts up the
stairs he can't 'near you."
" You talk!" Mary Kate quavered
in the very shadow of a voice. She
surrendered the in,trulnent, and Chris
x. �. leaned heavily on her shoulder as he
TIME, TABLE - tall ad,. ip g sharp, .rearming breath.
Trains will arive at and depart belt '/Peters? Man in 'he house, Peters.
Clinton as follows: Rouse Tony, and get over here as fast
Buffalo and Goderich Div.. ' as you can -No, I'll call the police,
Going East, depart • 6.44 a.m. ver _n
" ++ " 209 p,m. yOAndt instantly 'he ' was speaking
de a�j 1
2,09 .m.
i West,p
n
o p t
Going
+" "' depart 10.24 p.m. 'through the other telephone hardly,
London, Huron & Bruce above a m*.hisper, she could -hear the
Going South, dopa; t 7.38 a.m. click of some alarmed reply.
4',08 p,m. ' Hello, epeeator, look alive will
Going North, depart 0.42 p.m. you? I'm reporting a burglary=the
" ar. 11.50 cip. 12.12 p.m. man is in my house -yep, now. Yep,
D. H. McINNES
CHIROPRACTOR'
Electro Therapist Maseeur
Orifice: Huron St. (Few doors west of
Royal Bane).
.om•s-Ttfes., Thurs. and Sat., all day.
Other hours by appointment. Ile,,sa'l
Offiee-Mow, Wed, and Fri. forenoons.
Seaforth Office -Men.. Wed, and Friday
afternoons. Phone 207.
CONSULTING ENGINEER
S. W. Archibald, B.A•Sc., (Tor.),
0.1.i.S., R;istered Professional En-
gineer and Land 'Surveyor. Associate
Member Engineering Instituae of Can-
ada. Office, Seaforth, Ontario.
Will you? This is the Bersinge •
house -,up beyon I the' club-- -tell 'cin
to move fast, will you? Steynes,
Steynes. In the Bersinger house."
CHAPTER XXII.
lie hung up without a sound. He
gripped Mary Kate's arm, and she
moved beside him toward the door, in
the darkness,
"'S-sh! Go easy. I'm gong to
have a iook into the hall."
"oh, please—please, Chris!"
"it'll only be a moment before Pet-
ers gets here. We've got him bow, un-
less he nfakes :, run for it. And I'd
Iike to be near enough to pop him, if
he does!"
There was another angled'dinmm light
and shadow inthe room, from the gar-
den, to show the upper hall, when the
dor was open. Chris's lips were close'
to Mary Kate's ear.
• "Did you put out this light?"
A sickness of absolute horror shook
her.
' "No -no, I'n'm sure I. didn't! It was
-it wan lighted. when I• came -up."
"It can be -put out from below," he
breathed.
"Why -why would he •come up!"
In her thin nightwear, barefooted, same'
shuddered like a person in 'a chill, as
she leaned against him.
"If he bats his 'head a')ove the stair.
level-" hris whispered.
"Oh, Chris; why should he coma
up?"
"Why, if he saw those pearls -
which he probably did if'he was hang-
ing 'round, he'd think you were up-
stairs-"
They were clinging together, half
crouching, half kneeling, in the door-
way. Chris had his arm tightly about
her the pistol glinted in his free hand:
All about them the shadowy house was
very still.
"There may be more than one of
them, Chris."
"Maybe."
"Have you got another pistol?"
"No. Can you fire one?"
"I could!" she answered, with chat-
tering teeth.
"Here -take this-" He was writh-
ing out of the dressing gown. "You'll
be ill. Take it! Go on. Slip it on."
She gratefully got into the thick,
warm, flannel garment, resumed her
former, position.
An interval of watching, of com-
plete silence, intervened.
"Could he have got away?"
"I thought of that."
"In that case, what would they do?"
"Chase hint, probably."
More silence, infinitely reassuring.
"We didn't count on this, did we?"
"I'll say we didn't!"
"I'm only sorry you got the scare."
"You really think hes gone?"
"It sounds like it, doesn't it?"
' "But he hadn't had time to get any-
thing: Silver, or anything"
"Where'd you leave the pearls?"
"I put them back in the cast, and
into the bureau."
"What the deuce is he doing? I wish
to goodness—"
Silence.
"Has he gone?"
"I'll be damned 'if I know!"
Christopher straightened up, and
he steed up beside him clinging to his
free arm. They moved across the upper
hall, Mary Kate feeling invisible fin-
gers clutch at hair and ankles as she
went.
"I think he's beaten it!" the man
whispered.
Then suddenly bedlam broke loose.
Mary Kate heard' Christopher shout,
"Hah=look out here!" and felt him
perk his arm away from her fingers.
He ran a few steps forward,' she could
not see just where, in what was all
darkness and strangeness to her, and
called downward as if he were leaning
over the stairway hear, "Turn round
there!"
Below, meanwhile, there was the
horrible sound of pounding feet, sit-
enee no longer necessary, and a sudden
angle of hideous light on the stairway
wall, and a babble of voices.
Then the revolver cracked and some-
thing fell -slithered on the stairs -
groaned, Peter's voice came above the
confusion.
"You got hint, sir! It's all right
-you've got him. The police are
here sir -we've got hint!"
Then the babble again. A •I -omen's
voice in a long pitying "Ah-h=h!"
(To be eon -tinned.)
Gabby Gertie
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EXIT
It was a "perfect crime" he had
planned, matching his Western
wits against Eastern subtlety.
By FRANK KING.
• Larry ,Garton .got off the bus at
Aldgate and strolled leisurely along
until he came into Commercial Road.
Not altogether an obvious type, this
Larry Gurton. A casual glance at him
as he threaded his way through the
'busy'trali!e revealed a sturdily built
Young fellow with rather handsome
features, plainly yet neatly dressed.
Nothing to suggest that the 'police
considered him worth watching. A
closer scrutiny, however, would show
a coldness in the pale eyes, a cruel
twist to the thin-lipped mouth. •
He was a successful crook. He
worked alone, -and only on carefully
thought-out schemes. He had no use
for what he called "impulsive" crime.
His infrequent failures were clue to
accidents over which he load no con-
trol, -
As he left the main road and walk-
ed more quickly through the slums
that fringed It he was reviewing
every detail of his present plan,
searching for any loop -hole •of error
and failing to find one.
The thing was accident -proof.
Up to a few weeks ago Larry Gur-
ton had believed that Ho Fan's place
was impregnable.,The old Chinaman
occupied a dingy little shop in a war-
ren of dilapidated buildings near
Limehouse Causeway. Ostensibly he
sold curios. The initiated knew that
he did as large a business in precious
stones as any dealer in Hat.dn Gar-
den.
Though there were no signs of this
in the shop, the place was a maze of
burglar alarms, These did not Inter-
est Larry Gurton In the least, Ho
would never have• dreamed of at-
tempting a burglary by night in such
a crowded locality. If he intended a
raid on Ho- Fan's jewels, that raid
would have to be carried out by day
while the shop was open. And the
ever-present obstacle was the steel
door.
Ho Fan did not display his stones
to a prospective customer In the
shop; nor could any Toni, Dick or
Harry become a prospective cus-
tomer. If you bad managed to secure
an appointment with IIo Fan you
were led to the back of the shop and
left with your face to a blank piece
of wall. Almost immediately a little
shutter in this flew open, and you
could see through it a brilliantly
lighted flight of stairs.
Incidentally, the old Chinaman,
peering through a window of his room
at the top of the stab's, could see
your face and decide whiher Inc
wished to admit you. If he ilia, Inc
pressed a hidden button somewhere
in his room and the wall in front of
you swung open, You could see now
that it was an Immensely strong steel
door. As you climbed 'the stairs you
heard it shut behind you. And there
You were, shut away with Ho Fan
and his jewels in a kind of strong-
room from which there was only one
exit. Whether you ever got out de.
pended upon whether Ho Fan wished
to let you out.
Obviously it was not much good.
barging in and shooting tine old
Chinaman. And if you knew him at
all, you knew it was no use pocket-
ing his jewels and hoping to per-
suade him, by any means; to open
the door.
So Larry Gurton, flirting with the
idea, had come to the same conclu-
sion as everyone else -that Ho Fan's
place was' inmpregnable. But just as
he was abandoning any thought of an
attempt on it a little titbit of Infos.
oration had cone his way.
Inthe course of his careful In-
quiries he had made the acquaintance
of Chang Tso, who had the honour
to be Ho Fan's chief assistant. Chang
'Tao revered his master, And would
have laid down his life rather than
betray him. But he was a devotee of
the pipe; and opium can loosen the'
tongue more effectively than alcohol.
I Boasting one night in a smoke -den
about Ho Fan's invulnerability, Chang
Tso had let slip the secret of the
steel door; it was worked by a but-
ton on the floor, beneath a rug, close
to the'little window at the top of .the
steins. The next morning he had no
recollection of what he had said.
Larry remembered.
He, hadnot, however, rushed into
the business Impetuously. 'There
were other things to be thought of..
There must be nothing in the nature
of 'a struggle in Ho Fan's sanctum.:
If the old Chinaman uttered so much
as one cry suspicions would be roused
f
clownsairs.
Three or four weeks had passed
oral schemes, such as chloroform or
a silenced gun. These had to bG re-
jected, because it was fairly certain
that he would be examined for wea-
pons of any sort before being allowed
to pas the steel door -Eventually an'
idea had come to him which he con-
sidered to be completely satisfactory,
During these weeks, ,too, he had
cultivated Chang ,Tso. He had shown
interest in 3 o Fan, but had confided
his'plan of putting all his capital into
precious stones and making a lot of
money by smuggling them Into, the
United States. He had even shown
Chang Tao this capital in Bank of
England notes. And eventually an
appointment with Ho Fan had been
arranged. •
,Gurton glanced at his watch; he
had timed his walk to a nicety. He
tm'ned down one of the side streets
leading oft the Causeway, and a mom-
ent later stood before the shop of
Ho Fan.
The grimy window was full of an
assortment of useless goods. The
premises might have been in the oc-
cupation of an old clothes dealer.
Thera was no sign of life about the
place. Yet as Gurton lifted his hand
to the latch time door opened and a
half -seen Oriental inside bowed low.
"Your servant, honourable. What
You want?"
Gurton handed over the scrap of
pasteboard, inscribed with queer
Chinese characters, which represent-
ed his introduction to Ho Fan through
Chang Tso. The doorkeeper glanced
at It, hauled it to another Chinaman,
then stood impassive, his ands folded
in his capacious blouse,
In spite of his assumption of calm-
ness, Larry Gurton's heart began to
beat more quickly. The shop was lar-
ger than it appeared 'from outside. It
was dark and shadowy. As ha looked
round he could see eyes glittering
In the shadows -eyes oblique, black
anti cruel. He knew t"at escape would
be Impossible if he mad@" one false
step.
In a few moments the messenger
returned and spoke softly In .unin-
telligible, liquid Cantonese.
"He says go with him, honourable,"
translated time doorkeeper.
Gum'ten followed his guide towards
the back of the shop. Two men slid
silently forward, one on each side
of him. Their yellow fingers - ran
rapidly over his clothes in a thorough
search for weapons.
He stood at last facing tine blank
wall. Tine shutter opened and he saw
the stairs beyond. The steel door it-
self swung open, and he was mount-
ing the stairs. No suspicion had been
aroused. He couldn't fail now.
The door clanged to behind him. A
mometary qualm was soon dispelled.
True, he was a prisoner with Ho Fan.
But he knew how to open, the door.
He knew how to deal with Ho Fan.
The stairs led nowhere but into
the room at tine top. This was quite
small, comfortably furnished, without
any exit except the one by which he
entered. He stood on the threshold,
trying to still the thumping of his
heart, looking at Ho Fan.
The old Chinaman was seated at
the table in the centre of the room.
On the table was spread a glittering
array of jewels which might have
been tine dower of Sheba's queen.
The open safe let into the wall wit-
nessed tine old man's confidence in
his precautions.
He rose and bowed gravely as Gur-
ton moved forward.
"Chang Tso tells me that you wish
to buy precious stones," he said in
perfect English.
"That's right."
"Make your choice. All are marked
in plain figures."
There was no suspicion in voice or
eyes. Why should there be? Gurton
sat down beside 'him, wondering if
those thudding heart -beats were aud-
ible.
For a while they discussed the
business in hand Gurton confided his
plan of 'smuggling stones into the
United States.
"A dangerous game, my friend,"
commented Ho Fan.
"Bnit profitable," added Gurton.
"Can I have a sheet of paper? I must
figure these out."
The Chinaman laid paper on the
table. Gurton drew a fountain -pen
from his pocket. Turning casually,
he pointed the pen at his companion
and squeezed the lever on it. There
was a slight' hiss as of escaping gas.
Ho Fan's spectacled eyes opened
wide. Ills' lips moved as though he
were about to speak. But without a
sound he • pitched forward, his -head
on the table.
'The time had cone for rapid ac-
tion; Holding his breath, Gurton rap-
idly swept the jewels on the table
Into his pocket. Now came the cru-
cial moment."If Chang Tso had been
mistaken the game was up; he would.
be caught In his own trap., But the
button Was there all right -under the
rug by the window. -
He pressed it, Glancing through
S LAq
.ylli e thefine t
the window he saw that the steel
door hall opened, Ho Fan would re'-
main
e-main unconscious for five minutes.
The trick was done!
Once on the stairs he took a few
deep breaths and replaced the hand-
kerchief in his pocket. Then,he walk-
ed, down casually, noisily,
In tile shop, apparently, no one had
stirred. No one made a move to inter-
cept him. He had won! fie raised his
hand to the latch.
"Ono little moment, hoppurable!
The doorkeeper stretched out an arm,
barring the waY. "Ifo Fan he wants
you."
"No. We've finished. our business,"
said Curtain, the grin falling from his
face.
, "Ho Fan he wants you," persisted
the Chinaman. "Iie say so."
Gurton turned, startled, No one else
In the shop had moved. But now a
yellow figure slipped through the
steel door and sped up the stairs.
;r. a moment the alarm would. be
raised. With a nattered curse, Gur-
ton snatched .at the latch of the door
again. As ane` did so a steel shutter
dropped with a resounding clang. He
felt the sharp prick of a dagger pres-
sed over his heart.
"Ho Fan he wants you," repeated
the doorkeeper without emotion.
Gurton waited like a caged rat -
waited 'until Ho Fan slowly descend-
ed time stairs, supported by one of his
men.
Tame old Chinaman was not vindic-
tive,
"You made no attempt to kill me,"
he said, "so you shall go free. You
will leave behind you my jewels -
and your banknotes." He sighed. "It
was so futile, so childish, my friend!
You might have known that I always
close time steel door immediately after
a client has gone; and that my faith-
ful servant here seeing it remain
open would realize that I was not
capable of closing it." -"Answers."
"A retired business man usually
confines his activities to snoring:
In the club they were "swoppming"�,
fishing stories. fine fish was so bug`,:
said the first angler, "thatthe. others
would pot let me haul it into the boat
for fear it would swamp us." "The
same thing happened to me once;"
inbrobrokea quiet
little man in the cor-
ner -"on the Mauretania."
Civilitycosts nothing, but it .often during which •Gurton had tested sev-
enables us to acquire things tbet.
gold cannot buy. , • ISSUE No., 1--'31.--
.
A Peti?ion
When the bright stars, like silver
rabbits, run
Through the forest of their sky,
and time flay
Cloes the flower's home, and veils
the sun,
And speeds the lark upon her nest
ward way,
And sends the moon out on hie em,
erald road;
When the cool shallow -rain lightly
,;closes
Round the weathered barn, and the
brown -eyed toad,
And the garden's little porch of
roses,
And the wind goes singing his lulua-
bies
To the slim -fingered willow and
her stream;
When sleep in velvet sandals seals
the eyes
And gives each king a queen, each
knave a dream,
May sleep give also, ere its dark has
flown,
My brother's understanding -anti my
own! Bert Cooksley
MOTHER LOVE.
I have no children,
Yet am I not bereft -
I ding my heart's door open wide
That every little child who will
May step inside.
So oft I meet them in the street-
The
treetThe country lane.
They look into my eyes and smile •
(All! Do not think one vain.)
Is it because they read time sign?
The love for them
That shines in- mine!
. -Joan B. White.
All that many a man realizes on his
investments is what a fool he's been.
What New Yfe r '
l�Weari: ;g
BY ANNABIELLE WORTIHINGTON
hitt: traded Dressmaking Lesson,
k'tirnit:Tod W.th Every Patter
Ladies' and Misses Slip -On Dress
with inset vestee, attac led collar, long
or short sleeves. Attached three-piece
skirt closir-g at center front above the
applied cross-over bands that terrain.
ate in godets at each side of thecenter.
inset. Two-piece belt across top of
skirt back, 12 pieces,
Proportionate Measurements:
Sizes 10 18 20 years
Bust 34 36 38 40 42 inches
Hip 37 39 41 43 45 inches•
MATERIAL REQUIRED
Long -Sleeved
Dress with
Contrasting
Collar, Vest
and Cuffs
Sizes 39 -in. 54 -in.
16-34 414 3'4
18-36 4% 3 e
20.38 4% 3;i,
Short -
Sleeved:
Dress ,
35 -in.
4%
env;
5?y
40 ins. 5 3A 5%
42 ins. 51st 3% 5%
35 yard 39 -inch contrasting.
3% yards edging.
Width at lower edge of skirt with!
godets inserted, size 36, 3% yards.
Length at centre -back from neck to
lower edge, size 16, including 2 -inch
hem, 46 inches; remaining sizes, 48
inches.
HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS
Wnite your name and address plain-
ly, giving number and size of such
patterns as you want. Enclose 20c int
stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap
it carefully) for each number, and
address your om'de to Wilson Pattern
Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto.
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