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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1940-11-28, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS•RECORD, A,. J. McMURRAY CANDIDATE 'FOR MAYOR The Clinton News -Record with which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION •41.50 per year in advance, to Can- adian addresses; $2.00 to the U.S. or ,other foreign countries. No paper :discontinued until all arrears are < ,paid unless at the option of the pub ,fisher.. The date to which every sub- scription is paid is denoted on the !label. ADVERTISING RATES — Transient <advertising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c. for each subse- quent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to ,exceed one inch, such as "Wanted", "Lost, "Strayed", etc., inserted once for 35c., each subsequent insertion 15c. Rates for display advertising ,lade known on application. Communications intended for pub- tication mast, as a guarantee elf good 'faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer. 'G. E. HALL - - Proprietor IL T. RANCE, Notary Public, Conveyancer 'financial, Real Estate and Fire In- surance Agent. Representing 14 ,Fire insurance Companies. Division Court Office. Clinton Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. .Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, LC. Sloan' Blocs — Clinton. Ont. H. G. MSIR Barrister -at -Law Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Ontario. Proctor in Admiralty. Notary Public and Commissioner. 'Offices in Bank of Montreal Building. Hours: 2.00 to 5.00 Tuesdays and Fridays. D. IL McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage Otfice: Huron Street. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and by annnintment FOOT CORRECTION '+Sty manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 HAROLD JACKSON Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in Farm and Household Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Counties. Prices reasonable; satis- faction guaranteed. For information etc, write or phone Harold Jackson, 12 on 658, Seaforth; .11. R. 1, Brucefield, 06-012 GORDON M. GRANT Licensed Auctioneer for Huron County. 'Correspondence promptly answered. Every effort made to give satisfac- :tion. Immediate arrangements can be .made for sale dates at News -Record ',Offite or writing Gordon M. Grant, Goderich, Ont. THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: 'President, Thomas Moylan, Sea- torth; Vices !'resident, William Knox, Londesboro; Secretary -Treasurer, M. A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors, Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; James Sholdice, Walton; James Connolly, Goderich; W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Chris. Leonhardt, Dublin; Alex. McEwing, Bl' th; Frank McGregor, .Clinton. Liss of Agents: E. A. Yeo, R.R. 1, Goderich, Phone 603r31, Clinton; James Watt, Blyth; John E. Pepper, Brucefield, R. R. No. 1: R. F, McKer- cher, Dublin, R. R. No. 1; J. F. Preuter, Brodhagen; R. G. Jartnuth, _Bornholm, R. R. No. 1. Any money to be paid may be paid "o the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of ,Commerce, "Seaforth, or at Calvin t:asa's Grocery, Goderieh. Parties desiring to effect insur- ance or transact other business will :be promptly attended to on applica- .ton to any of the above officers ad- pdfessed to their respective post offi- •ces. Losses inspected by the director ;who lives nearest the scene. CANADIAN AT N' 0.. ' AILWAYS TIME TABLE 1' trains will arrive at and depart from , Clinton am folIowa: 'Buffalo and Goderiok Div. Going East, depart 6.43 a.nt Going East, depart 8.00 p.m. +Going West, depart 11.45 a.m. tl6ing Vest, depart. 9.50 p.m. London, Huron & Bruce Going 'North, ar 1121, lee. 1.1.47 a.m. going South ar. 2.50, leave 8.08 p.m. PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL .:J ARRANGEMENT TRURO., NOV. 28, 1940 COPYRIGHT GENERAL SIR WESTON MARRIS, a highly -placed officer of the General Staff visiting New Zeal- and on duty. LORNA MARRIS, itis pretty, luxury - loving daughter. PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS MISS HILDA MARRIS, sister of the General, accompanying hint to New Zealand and giving Lorna such supervision as a high-spirit- ed girl will tolerate. CAPTAIN ALLEN R:ICHARDS, the General's Aide -de -Camp, who is engaged to Lorna. T. Ii, HAWKSFORD, chauffeur to the General's party, A. New Zealander, "handsome in a rug- ged, arresting fashion." SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS GENERAL Silt WESTON MAR - BIS, sent to New Zealand to report on certain aspects of Imperial de- fence, is accompanied by his daugh- ter, LORNA, and his sister, HILDA, who, as an aunt, gives an eye to the high-spirited Lorna. The daughter is engaged to CAP- TAIN RdCHARDS, the General's Aide -de -Camp, but Richards does not arrive in New Zealand with the party, he having been delayed on duty in Australia. ()lee characteristic of the country which rather startles Lorna is the al- most class -less state of society which allows the official chauffeur, loaned to her father, to adopt a friendly, al- most familiar, attitude towards her. Intrigued by the man's manner and captivated by his good looks, she goes on a country run with him, in the course of which he kisses her. folly of her action, and, meeting cold and reserved. He has learned Next day, she feels acutely the HAWKSFORD, she finds him very that she is engaged to Richards, and scorns her for allowing herself to forget that fact. Richards arrives, and as Lorna is walking onthe veranda of the coun- try hotel where the party is staying, she hears a noise in Richard's room. Investigating, she sees Hawksford with Richard's notecase in his hand. Confronted by Lorna, he begs her not to tell Richards. He would rather she told the General. After some hesitation, she agrees that she will not tell anyone, but site adds that he must not speak to her again except on matters of duty. (Now Read On) CHAPTER IV (Continued) SEEN BELOW THE BLIND The other man went out again, and retarned carrying a Large blue jug with a lid on it --as he lifted it she saw the trail of cord and realized that it was an electric jug. He. set it on the table, and at the same moment Hawksford carne over to the window and pulled down the blind. It flew up again an inch or so as blinds will, leaving a narrow gap at the bottom through which the light still flowed. Her heart beat hard—but curiosity nerved her, and Lorna crept forward . on the grass, tiptoed anxiously over a noisy gravel path, and crouched in the shadow of some small shrubs beside the window; she could see through the crack but into the wrong side of the room. She went down on her hands and knees, and crept along un- der the level of the sill. Lifting her head again and peeping under the edge of the blind, she had a clear view of the two men. They were standing by the table only a few feet from her, the electric jug was between them, steaming faintly, She could not hear what they were saying, but the man in the shirt sleeves was smiling and talking; there was a nervousness in his face as he looked ab Hawksford which made Lorna think that they did not know one another well. the road, brushing earth and leaves from her coat. It was with a gasp of relief that she closed the door of the car, and switched on the engine. She drove quickly away, turned in- to the Papanui Road, and looked at the name of the street as she passed; it was Culmer Avenue. She drove back towards the town, automatically, her mind in a whirl, her being a complex of emotions. She was realizing what the results of her investigations might mean. What sentence did a man get for giv- ing away military information? Sev- en years, twenty years' penal servi- tude? Death sometimes. She shud- dered as the tragic possibilities chil- led her. Why, why must a man like Hawks- ford do such things? Why could he not have chosen another way of life? He had brains, a fine physique, na- ture had endowed him with more than most men. It must be some unusual weakness, some peculiar lack of con- science, some obsession of avarice that could make him play such a sordid game. Because she had once felt the strength of Hawksford's attraction as a human being—she admitted it to herself quite candidly at last—Lorna was keenly conscious of the sordid ugliness of his fate. She hated being the one to bring it home to hien; she wanted to wash her hands of the whole affair. But chance had given her the part and conscience forced her on. It was too late to draw back. Meanwhile, she did not know what the letter that he had steamed open contained. The contents of that letter must surely be the key to the final explanation! She had seen Hawksford fold the'I copy he had made into a small black i pocket book he carried. If she could but have a look at that copy! An idea came to her, She drove faster. If she could stay at the Lee - sten Hotel for tate night, she night possibly find some opportunity of getting hold of the pocket book. She drove on hurriedly. Hawksford was holding the jug. open; and Lorna saw that the envel- ope was reposing•on it, on the open space ever the steam. Now and again he picked it up, then put it back. They were steaming the ktter open! The only reason, Lorna realized, for their steaming the letter open was because it belonged to somebody else. There were only two motives for their doing it; to extract Toney, or iefor- motion. She felt it was a horrible thing she was looldng at. Either Hawksford was a sordid mean thief, or he was a spy. If he took money from the envelope then she would know certainly that he was a thief. Hawksford had the envelope now, and was edging the flap up carefully; the man in shirt sleeves was watching closely. Hawksford had it open, he took something out, but he turned his back slightly, and she could not see what it was. Then after a moment he .turned full towards the window, putting what was obviously a letter on the table; ho took out a fountain pen, pulled up a chair, and taking a sheet of blue notepaper the other gave him, sat down and began to write - copying the letter carefully. She folded the copy and put it into ! his pocket book. She waited, hands begrimed with soil, her back stiff with craning her head, until she had seen the letter put back in its envelope, and the en- velope resealed; she saw Hawksford give it to the man in shirt sleeves, and then she crawled hurriedly away, slipped across the little front garden, out of the gate. She hastened down CHAPTER X CALLING UP HAWKSFORD "Name, please!" said the girl at the desk in the foyer of the hotel, pushing the register towards her, Lorna glanced hastily at the row of names, and saw his signature, "T. H. Hawlr,.ford," third from the bot - ton. She realized that she must not write her own name, for he might see it, and wrote instead: "Mary Cl - mer, New Plymouth" She realized, as she put down the pen with an un- easy colour in her cheeks, that Cul - met. was the name of the avenue to wnieh she had trailed Hawksford in 1'apannl. She left her suitcase, and putting het head down to hide her face under her hat brim, in case she should meet Hawksford coming in, she hurried out of the hotel to put her car in a gar- age, and telephone to her aunt at Hamner. She went to a post office in the square, anti put through a toll call to the Shaves. Mrs. Shane answered at last. She was so glad to hear from her, they had been so worried about her. "I'm afraid I shall have to stay in town until the morning," Lorna said, "I'm so sorry!" "Yes, yes," said Mrs. Shane, "what a nuisance teeth are! Would you like to speak to your aunt?" "Well, you've taken your time about letting us know how you are!" was Miss Morris's remark when she came to the 'phone. "Is the tooth out yet?" Lorna was driven into definite un- truths. "Well, no, infact, it has to settle down. It's inflamed, Aunt, and the dentist—I mean, I'm having to wait until to -morrow." There was a silence at the other end of the line, A portentous pause. Lorna knew immediately that her aunt did not believe in the pretext of the dentist at all, and that only the fact that Mrs. Shane was there ptevenbed Miss Marris from saying so. "1 will be back to -morrow, 1 prom- ise!" said Lorna in a tone of anxious assurance. "Alt, well!" said Miss Marris cool- ly, "It's delightful up here — quite delightful!" And she rang Of. Feeling guilty and •annoyed, but with too much on her mind to think about this new embarrassment for long, Lorna hurried her car into a garage and walked back to the hotel on foot. She was fearful of encountering Hawksford when he came back from Papanui, but she got through to the lounge unseen, and sat there in her dowdy dark blue, hiding under the brim of her hat, and pretending to Mad a magazine. She kept an eye on the foyer through the glass -top- ped door of the room. At half -past nine, she saw him come in from the street and go over to the desl, to get his key. She rose at once, and moved slowly out of the lounge, so that she was able to trail him up the stairs. She kept her head down and tried to climb then in imitation of a tired woman with flat feet . . . Her heart was pounding against her throat. Was her disguise adequate— would he look round? He did glance round, but showed no interest. She came round the cor- ner of the stairway to see him dis- appearing into a room three doors down along the landing. She slipped past the door into which he had gone—it was number 12—and hastened on up the stairs to tier own room. Like this, it was at the back of the house, a dull and heavily furnished room with a puck- ered gold satin eiderdown on the bed. Lorna closed the door, opened the window, and looked out. The back of the house was served by a network of fire escapes; and an iron gallery ran below each row of windows, con- necting with an iron staircase on the left, she could not at first see this in the semi -darkness, but turn- ing off her light and stepping over the sill on to the gallery below her own window, she could look over and see the one below the next floor. She calculated carefully which win- dow Hawksford's must be. Light flowed out of it in a long shaft into the night. Lorna lay down on her bed, and thought hard, How to evolve a scheme by which she would know he was out of his room, and also be sure that the pocket book would be left in it? When he went to the bath in the morning would hardly do. He might lock his door; and she could not snake any use of the fire -escape in daylight. Half an hour later she had a plan, daring in conception, but the best she could devise. At the mirror she put her hair as much out of sight as possible, pulled her hat further down over her eyes, put on her spectacles, and put a dab of rouge on the end of her nose which had a surprising effect in combination with a pale, greasy face. Then, over her window sill, she kept an eye on Hawksford's light until eleven -forty- five it went out, She waited a quarter of an hour. Preatunably he had gone to bed. She let herself quietly out of her room; the lighted passages were sil- ent and still. Looking over the ban- ister's, she saw the night porter busy with a carpet sweeper in the hall- way. She went to the bathroom, came back, trade certain that the porter had taken his sweeper into the lounge and slipped quickly down into the foyer and out into the street. No one had seen her go. Twenty yards down the street was a public call box. She walked down to it, took up the receiver and dialled the Leeston Hotel. It was a moment or two before the night porter an- swered. Lorna dropped in her penny. "Leciton hotel? Wellington call- ing you. Hold the line please!" Lorna imitated the telephone operator's manner. "Right o. said the night porter. Putting her head back somewhat, changing her tone and putting on a New Zealand accent, Lorna asked: "Is Mr. Hawksford there?" "I•Iawksford?"',said the porter, "I'll see. I believe he's gone to bed. Hold on, will you?" NOW FOR THE SEARCH Lorna hardly waited for the last words, but dropped the receiver and left it swinging. She darted out ,of the call box, walked quickly back to the hotel, and in at the hotel door. It was a matter of ,sesonds; the por- ter was at the top of the stairs on his way to call Hawksford, Lorna allowed him to turn the cor- ner to the right along the landing, then sped noiselessly up the stairs and turned to the left; she had slip Ped into the doorway of the ladies''I bathrodm before he had time to look along the landing, She heard his voloe as he rapped on Hawksford's door: "Mr. Hawksford! You're wanted on the 'phone. Call from Wellington!" The .poser's footsteps came along the landing and passed downstair=s again; and a moment later as she peered from the interior shadows of her retreat, she glimpsed Hawksford. wearing a black silk dressing -gown, going down: the . stairs to the "hone In the' foyer The instant he had gone she darted out of her hiding place, and along the landing to his door. It stood a orack open, the light turned on. Lorna whipped inside, closed the door, look- ed for the key, and saw the lock was empty! Spied was the only thing! The.bed lay open as he had got out of it, she tripped over his shoes, and. the contents of his suitcase, -scatter- ed, man -like, on the carpet. There on the back of a chair was his tweed coat . She darted to it, fumbled for the inner pocket ... Not there. She tried the outer pockets ... Not there! She looked desperately round. The pocket book was not on the dressing table. He would get no reply on the 'phone, and in another minute he would be back. For a moment she was non-plussed. Then her eye fell on it, a small black note book Lying on the writing table in the far corner. At the same instant she heard his voieo outside at the top of the stairs, talking to the night porter. Ile was coming back! In a flash she did the only possible thing. His hand was on the handle of the door, as she grabbed the cord of the light switch and plunged the room in darkness. She threw herself across the room, hit the bed, tripped, grasped the book with unerring aim in the gloom, and darted for her only means of escape—the open window on to the fire escape. Behind her a startled voice exclaim- ed: "What the deuces—?" lie did not wait to turn on the light. He blundered towards her across the room. She thrust one leg over the sill, and even as she dropped over it, his hand grasped her arm: "Here — what the blazes are you doing?" She wrenched herself free and with lightening' swiftness caught the win- dow sash and flung it down. He dodged back, and the window fell be- tween then with a crash, Without a second's pause, she fled along the iron gallery; at the end she did not know which way to turn, up or down the ladder. He would hear her if she went up and tried to go to her room that way, see her if she went down . - . She darted a hasty glance behind her, and saw—blessed chance!—an open window on to the landing, and beyond it the 'stairway to the floor above. In a flash she was through the window. The landing was empty, he was looking for her outside on the fire escape. She darted lightly up the stairs, and tiptoed along the silent upper landing to her door. She went in, closed it noiselessly, and turned the key in the lock. Her heart was beating furiously, her breath was coining in gasps. She pushed the pocket book as far as it would go under the big walnut duch- ess at her side, She slipped off her shoes, lest he might hear her moving about above, undressed rapidly in the dark, hanging her clothes as neatly as she could on the end of the beet. She had put her nightgown ready on it ... In less than a full minute she was in bed. No one had seen her go out; no one had seen her conte in. In the dint light down there he could not have recognized her, though he might have seen something of her clothes, And she had his pocket book! She dared not turn on the light yet to look at it. Suddenly she heard rapid footsteps on the landing outside; someone walk- ing up and down pausing, walking on again. Had he seen her get in to the hotel again through the window? He must haven She lay still as a mouse, The footsteps went away, and then she heard voices talking below. Had he told the night -porter? "Oh, Lorna, Lorna," she thought. "To think all this should happen to you!" She lay with beating heart, listen- ing to the hurried footsteps going to attd fro. She heard voices outside on the fire -escape below. "Rain along," she heard Hawksford saying. "And then got in there!" So he had seen her! Had the hotel people heard something and in- vestigated? It was extraordinary temerity on his part if he had sum- moned them himself! Whatever the case, the searchers arrived on her own floor ttvo minutes later, and began a systematic opening and shutting the doors. There was a murmur outside her own, then a rape on it. i" "Who's there?" said Lorna, trying to assume a New Zealand accent so that Hawksford should not recognize her voice, while she shivered with sus- pense. "The manager, madam. Did you happen to hear any one outside on your fire escape? There's been a theft downstairs." "Oh 7 I was asleep. I didn't hear anything." Shetried to sound as, You need help and you need it fast and the speediest way to get it is by telephone. No home should be without gives and the knowledge that in case of fire, sick- ness, burglary,or any other emergency, this tireless messenger stands a telephone. The cost is ready, to serve you very small con -swiftly, efficient - pared with the ,,---115.01•-'"\\ ,-- eoe°4' o ly --any hour peace of mind it ' t r day or night. n 1.910 stupid as possible," Was Hawksford out there? If she didn't open her door they might sus- pect something. Then she heard. his voice below on the fire escape again; she got up, slipped on her dressing gown, and opened the door. The manager was outside, and the night porter was with hini. "Someone got into a gentleman's room below her and got away by the fire escape. We thought they might have come up het'e!" the manager explained apologetically, "Oh, do come in and lock my win- dow, then!" begged Lorna. "It makes one so nervous — they may be still about! The porter came in and closed her window, and in three minutes they were gone, with apologies for disturb- ing her. She locked her door, put out her light and got back into bed. Ten minutes later all was quiet again below. (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) FRED LIVERMORE CANDIDATE FOR REEVE Bank of Montreal Statement Reflects Participation in Canada's War Effort Commercial Loans Increase 313,000.- 000 to $233,000,000—Liquid Position 75 Per Cent of Public Liabilities— Assets $961,000,000—Profits Low- er by $26,000—Government Taa 13i11 Much Higuer. Strong in all departments, the Batik of Montreal's annual financial statement, issued today, reflects the increasing rate at which business throughout the Dominion has been operating during the past year After a year of war, assets of 55961,334,955 show some contraction as compared with the previous report, when an all-time record of $1,025,- 608,367 was established—due int part to transactions of a special nature, as was explained at the annual meet- ing of shareholders — but show a substantial increase over the total of 3874,265,828 reported in 1988. Deposits at $348,805,349, compare with $914,909,060; notes of the bank in circulation, at 319,816,520, are less by 31,950,772, in keeping with the contraction of issuing power under the Bank Act; acceptances and let- ters of credit outstanding at $11,"- 677,303 11;677,303 and other liabilities to the amount of 38,892,125 show some in- crease, the total of liabilities to the public at $884,251,299 being lower by 364,251,622. The reduction of de- posits can be taken as a result of.thc withdrawal of special transactions which were referred to at the Annual Meeting of shareholders last year and of public participation in govern- ment war financing. Strong Liquid Position The bank's liquid position is strongly maintained. Quickly avail- able resources, totalling $668,185,436, show some contraction, largely as the result of the reduction of holding's of government and other bonds and debentures from 3517,171,255 to 3461,827,040, but are still at thehigh ratio of 75 per cent of all liabilities to the public. Cash in the bank's vaults, and money on deposit with the Bank of Canada, at 383,034,570, compare with 394,6.11,456 in th.t previous report and are 0.89 per cent Of the total liabilities to the public. Notes of and cheques on outer banks $32,254,260, money on deposit in other banks 361,382,283, stocks $106,- 132, call loans outside Canada 310,- 552,470, call loans in Canada 34,606,- 318 and acceptances 3332,264, show no signicieant changes. The bank's part infinancing the expansion of industrial, agricultural and other productive and general busin ss 'activities throughout the country is reflected in an increase of over 313,000,000 in loans "to manufacturers, farmer's, merchants and others," at 3233,560,268, as com- pared with $220,5 48,911. Loans to provincial and municipal governments including school districts, of 335,313,- 063, compare with 336.712,818, while other items among the banks re- sourocs—Bank and Letters of Credit 311,677,303, and "other assets" $2,- 724,581—show no important changes. Profit and Loss Account The profits for the year, after making appropriations to Contingent Reserve Fund and provision for bad and doubtful debts and Federal and Provincial taxes, were 33,435,941, as compared with 33,462,446 in 1989. The increase in the bank's contribu- tions to public, revenues is indicated by an increase in Federal and Prov- incial taxes from 31,198,113 to $1,- 927,824, or 3129,411. The profits are the equivalent of 4.5 per cent on the capital, rest and undivided profits, showing no appreciable change. Af- ter payment of the usual dividends and appropriation of 3600,000 for bank premises, 355,041 is added to the balance of profit and loss com- pared with $82,446 in 1939; the total balance in this account is now 31,- 321,642. 1,321,642. Following are salient features of the statement, which is for the year to October 31. and is published in the usual easily understandable form, Total Resources Liquid Resources Bonds and Debentures Deposits Commercial Loans Provincial and Municipal Loans Call Loans in Canada ..... Call loans outside .Canada . Capital, Surplus, Undivided Profits and Reserves for Dividends Profits 1940 1939 $ $ 961,33 4,955 1,025,508,367 663,185,436 742,603,867 461,827,040 517,171,265 848,865,349 914,009,050. 233,560,368 220,548,911 35,313,063 36,712,818 4.606,348 4,573,822 19,552,470 19,142,173 77.083,656 77,005.445 . 3,435,941 3,462,446