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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1941-12-18, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINTON- NEWS -RECORD • rFp'7P AAF•F'+1t�.. 1+'Yt,f,A'A r"P'0�.".�A , ♦.1-r AAA AP rrCP e P 00 dA A ACrrc Gemini, neenel.. annte„,+ a .a enene 3.;Ss4entann cane Som ; a...,.' ...., a `., n....,. r a�.+n'n',Z. o..Y'i.'C- e . n. ,7s ..� D STOKES CHAPTER VI SYNOPSIS • Harley Longstreet; broker dies on a trolley from poison seratohed into The Clinton News -Record with which is "Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION 1.50year i ad n pern aceto Can- v adiaaddresses a $2.00 to the. U.S. or other foreign countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid unless at the option of`th p o pub- lisher. The date to which every sub- scription is paid is denoted on the label. ADVERTISING RATES — Transient advertising 12e per count line for first insertion. Se for each subse- quent ineertioo. Heading cocotte 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted,” "Lost", "Strayed", etc., inserted once. fqr '35e., each sus equent insertion 15c. Rates for display advertising made known on application. Communications intended for pub- i lication must, as a guarantee of good p faith, be accompanied by the name pr o e his hand by a needle -pierced cork i his pocket. He and his guests wer on their way to celebrate his' engage ment to Cherry Browne, an actress The others were his partner DeWit DeWitt s superstitious' wife Per —with whom. Longstreet had had a affair -Jeanne, DeWitt's daughC and her fiance Christopher Lord Cherry's vaudeville friend Poke, Ah earn, friend of DeWitt, Imperiale middle-aged Latin, and Michael Col lins, brawny Irishman. Questioned, each member e of the party, seems, un- friendly toward the dead man. Brun and Thrum, investigators., s think g , De Witt Guilty Longstreet had a sin inter hold on him.' Drury Lane, re tired Shakespearean actor, says h knows who the murderer ie, but wil indentify him only as Mr. X. One night the investigators and Lane go to the Weehawken Ferryhouse in an- swer to an anonymous note. A man is murdered on an incoming boat. He is irdentified, as Charles Wood; con- ductor of the murder car—writter of the anonymous Letter. ' DeWitt de- lesrtalking to Wood, but in Wood's ocket is a cigar bearing DeWitt's ivate mark. Guineas, motorman of tl d e • t; 0 n e1- o. e 1 f th writer. G. E. HALL - - Proprietor an ugly scar on the leg. Hicks, a ferryman,. says Wood always smoked H. T. INCE I Cretnos—and that he and Wood had seen DeWitt on the boat an hour be - Notary Public, Conveyancer .fore DeWitt admits being there. Con - Financial, Real Estate and Fire In-' fronted, DeWitt offers no .explana- surauce Agent. Representing 14 Fire tion. Insurance Companies Division Court Office, Clinton to mut er car, indentifies'• Wood by "Look here, Mr. Lane" said Frank Fingland. B.A., LLB. Tltumm, "I think it only fair,to tell Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public !you that Bruno and I both have our Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. "Indeed? Let me earnestly advise you, however, to take no specific ac- tion against DeWitt at this. trine." 1 Drury- Lane sat before:a triple mir- ror A brilliant bluish -white lamp' shone directly on Itis face, Quacey . Phone 203, Clinton leather apron smeared with rouge knelt on a bench facing his master, and speckled with powder. On a tab- es. C. MEIR tab- le to his right were scores of pig- ment jars, powders, putties, rouge Barrister -at -Law pots, mixing pans, delicate brushes, • Solicitor of the Supreme Court of bundles of vari-colored human hair. Ontario ;Lying on the table was the photo -1 Proctor Notary P blicinnd n m alltyslomr. ! graph of a mans head. Along one Offices In Bank of Montreal Building wall was strung a thick wire, from c Hours: 2.00 to of 5.00 Tuesdays (which depended, fifty wigs of differ - and Fridays. , ent sizes, and shapes and colors. 1 1 "It's- done, Mr. Drury." Quacey t prodded the actor's shins. Lane op- s ened hie oyes. Five minutes later Mr. Drury Lane rose, another individual altogether. 1 Hours—Wed, and Sat. and bF He stamped across the room and a appointment. switched on the main light. He war a FOOT CORRECTION by manipulation Sun -Ray 'treatment jammed a gray fedora hat on his dif- Pltene 207 iferently arranged gray hair, His low- 1 EDWARD W. ELLIOTT I e1- lip thrust forwardeh ( Quacey howled at Licensed Auctioneer For Huron I "Tell Dromio I'm ready. Get ready n Correspondence promptly answered, (yourself," • I o Immediate arrangements can be made s Even the tone of his voice had • d for Sales Date at The News-iiewrd, changed. Clinton, or by calling Phone 203. That afternoon Inspector Thurmantu Chargee Moderate and Satisfaction :stepped off the ferry in Weelrawlcen, i g Guaranteed, I looked about, nodded curtly to a New ' I$AROLD JACKSON I Jersey policeman on guard near the th entranceway to the deserted: Mohawk LIcensed Auctioneer iand strode through the ferry wait- s Specialist in Farm and Household Sales. ing•-room out into the open. t Licensed in Huron and Perth! He began to climb the steep hill m Counties, Prices reasonable; satin- , which led from the wharves and Yo faction guaranteed. I piers, He finally found the crmnb- For information etc. write or phone ling house which was his destination' Harold Jackson, R.R. No. 4 Seaforth, phone 14 -661. 06-012 —Number 2075—squeezed between a st minds set on DeWitt" Sloan Block — Clinton, Ont. 14. DR. G. S. ELLIOTT Veterinary Surgeon specter Thump sitting beside him. Quacey's face suddenly dripped with smiles, and he stooped to open a com- partment built into the floor, of the oar. Re Sat up, a little red, holding a large snetal box, the cover of which, inside, was, a mirror: Inspector Thump shook.hiss broad shou'ldets "A good day's wart, Quacey, all things considered." Dip- ping his band into the box, he be- gan to attack his face with a creamy liquid. Quacey held' the mirror be- fore him, offered a soft !cloth. Soon there was the smiling physiognomy -. +/.✓/ /4)) 71-%• k\k,ail The detective rippers away r.., enrpet earner, an 1 'imam poanced On a thin yellow-cot,.:r+:rl slits,• e"nlc. furnishings. 1 Without hesitation the Insp walked over to the closet and ed tate double doors. Inside were worn suits, two pairs of shoes felt' halt 'Tlluymmi sw?t'lftle Div through the pockets of the s searched the shoes and hat, but s •ed to discover nothing of into His heavy brows contracted. I "You're sure," he muttered to detective, who stood in the door - of Drury Lane. eotor , The next morning the long black open- limousine rolled through West Engle - three wend and pulled up before a email, and a well kept estate. Lane, in his inevi- e>,tt table cape and' black hat, gripping his uits, blackthorn stick, got out and beckon• eem- ed to Quacey. • crest, ( He wore a derby, a black overcoat and brand-new sparkling shoes that the seemed'to pinch. Groaning, he fol way lowed Lane up the walk to tyle Porti watching him, "that nobody ton anything in here :since last night?' The detective shook his head. "It just as you left it." • On the carpet beside the closet wa a cheap brown handbag, its han broken, dangling by one end. Inspector opened the bag; it was pty. He stood in the center of room, Legs apart, and frowned ab then started pacing off the fl slowly, feeling along the skele carpet with one foot. A slight vation in the flooring at one po near the border of the carpet, cau him to strip back the carpet, only find a badly warped board. W lie came to the beci' lie hesitated; he dropped heavily to his knees trawled underneath, feeling ab ike a blind nman. The detective s `Here, Ohief—let me help you," sprayed the beans of a pocket fl ight beneath the bed. Thump m Dred with elation: "Here it isl" detective ripped away the carpet c der, and Thump pounced on a t yellow -covered little book. It to cited numerous deposits of a savings ccount several years old; there had ever been a withdrawal; no deposit tad been for more than ten dollars, and the majority were for five; the est entry showed a balance of ni undrecl forty-five dollars and sixty - Mee cents. In the bankbook was a eatly folded five -dollar bill, obvi- usly a last deposit prevented by eath. i ; i , -sae ; s•�; ' F Thumm pocketed the bankbook and rued to the detective. "When do you o off duty?•" "Eight bells. Relief comes on at at time." Shed co. 1: J An old man in livery escorted them 's to a large sitting -room in exquisit 1 Colonial taste. Lane sat down, Quac ey hovering behind him. E "And you are—?" beamed the ac THURS., DEC. 18, 1941 London in a Blackout Amazingly Black and Quiet This is the fourth of a series of articles about conditions in Great Britain and other countries visited by a group of Canadian newspaper editors. It was written for the week - newspapers of Canada by their own representative on the tour, Hugh lemplin, of the, Verges News-Kec ord. • First impressions may not be• ac- curate,'but they are always interest- ing. The first' thing' that any visitor to Englandwantts to see is the damage done by the bombe. I was no excep- tion. The airport where our plane had ed PP us down on .British soil was interesting in its way, but much lake a dozen others I had visited in Canada. There were. only two appar- ent differences: the planes were of different types, though there were a few familiar Avro Arsons, and the buildings were protected against the blasts from bombs dropping nearby. The customs, examination was brief, though the examiner did show some interest in the things I had thought it necessary to take to England with me. I had a short brush with the lady censor. She' took away all the letters I had carried from Canada and appeared to' be horrified that I had taken along a map of the British Isles. Apparently, I had unwittingly committed a grave crime and she said she must confiscate it. Evidently, a few girls get that way when given some brief authority. I met censors several times during the next six weeks, but none like that young lady. She even went so far as to take away two iLicture postcards I had bought in the Azores on the flight across the Atlantic. After a brisk e argument, in which the customs. man - took my part, I got the map back. The letters and pont cards arrived by - mail at my hotel in London a week later, after being censored. First Impressions of Bombing It was only a few utiles to the near- est city, a seaport on the west coast of England, I had never been across the Atlantic before, so I watched with interest for the things I had been told about so often—the small fields enclosed by hedges, the slated or tiled roofs, the li'tle locomotives nulling long trains of tiny wagons. Nothing really seemed strange, for photograhy had made them all fami- liar. Only the barrage balloons floa- ting over the nearby hills showed that England had changed. dle, tor, The , '"Jorgens, sir, Mr. DeWitt's .oldest em- servant." • the out, 1 "The very man. I owe you an ex- oor, planation, Mr. Bruno, the District ton Attorney in charge of the Longstreet ele- ease of which you know has kindly int, Permitted me to act in the capacity sed of independent investigator. I—" to "1 beg your pardon, sir, but sure - hen, ly you don't have to explain to me. but If I say so, 161r. Drury Lane is . . ," and "`i appreciate your enthusiasm, out Jorgens. Now a few questions, and aid; I should like exact answers, Mr. De- ana Witt—" asst- The animation went out of Jorgen's ut- face. "If it's anything disloyal to Mr. The DeWitt, sir . , ," or -1 "Bravo, Jorgens." Lane's shale/ hie eyes studied the man intently. "And Ina again—bravo. I should have assur- ed you that it is in Mr. DeWitt's best interests: that I I am here, Did Long- street visit here often?" 1 "No, sir. Very rarely." "And why was that, Jorgens?" ne I "I don't exactly know; sir. But Miss DeWitt didn't like him, and Mr. DeWitt --well, he seemed oppressed by his presence, if I drake myself 01081- , , ," . D. }L McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage • .Office: Huron Street, (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) wearing a light overcoat land hacl 1 "Tell you what." The Inspeeko Cowled• "Tomorrow about half -pa La tall me at headquarters. Remin e that I've go something special f u to do here, Get die?" "Phone at 2.30 prompt, Right!" Inspector Thump descended th airs and out to the street. • not say?" a. not sir" " "For the third tine—bravo. Would r ,you say Mr DeWitt is a companion - at able man?" d "Well . , no, sir. His only real 01- friend is Mr. Ahearn, who lives near by. But Mr. DeWitt is really a very pleasant man, sir, when you know e hien well." "Then this menage does not cus- p tomarily have guests?" 1_ "Not very often, sir. Of course, he Mr. Imperials is staying here now, but he's a special sort of friend. e Otherwise, Mr. DeWitt rarely enter- tains." "I gather, then, that the few that o do stay here occasionally are clients —business guests?" e 1 "Yes, sir. For instance, there was c a bt>isinees gentleman from, ,'LSbutlj lc America staying here about a month Y• ago," ✓ "What part of South America was ! he from?" sl "I don't know, sir, but his 'name ,was Felipe Maquinchao." s j "Did Mr. Longstreet visit here while he was in the house?" t i "Yes, sir. Often. The night after it M'': Maquinchao came, Mr. DeWitt, Mr. Longstreet and he were closeted - !in the library until well after mid- night." 1 "Can you describe Senor Maquin- chao, Jorgens?" •The butler cleared his old throat. "He was Spanish -Looking. Tall and very dark, with a little black military mustache. He did not stay at the house much during the month he was here. He took very few meals with to family, and did not fraternize, ea to speak. Some nights, he did not ret turn until four or' five in the morn- ing; others he did not Dome in at all." (TO, Hill CONTInNUED�) I "Oh, quite. And Mrs. DeWitt?" "Well, sir , . ." The butler hesita- ted. ( "You would rather "I would rather daisy and an automobile accessories GORDON M. GRANT store. A yellowed sign on one of the ' tel. Licensed Auctioneer for Huron Iporch-posts announced: Rooms for w Correspondence promptly answered. Gentlemen. iPe Every effort made to give satisfac- tion. Immediate arrangements can be He pressed a bell marked House-' made for sale dates at News -Record . keeper. There was a shuffle of Ch Office or writing Gordon M, Grant,' carpet -slippers; the door stirred in- ' Goderich, Ont, j warcl and a carbuncular nose pro- de THE McKILLOP MUTUAL trotted from the crack. "What d>ye in want?" demanded -a peevish female's He Fire Insurance Company voice, Then a titter and the door. he IIeed Office, Seaforth, Ont. 'swung open, revealing a stoutish incl- tin Officers: President, Wnt, Knox die -aged woman, as ramshackle as ou Londesboro; Vice -President, \W, R. Archibald, Seaforth; Manager and her establisment. "Come in, Inspect- W Sec. Treas., M. A. Reid, Seaforth, tor Thummtl I'm so sorry— I didn't Pa Directors: Wan, Knox, Londesboro; know . . . We've had the awfulest S=. Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; Chris. timet Reporters and men with big ba Leonhardt, Dublin; E J. Tewartha, caineraa all over the place all morn -1 ` Clinton; Thos. Moylan, Seaforth; W. R. Archibald; Seaforth; Alex McEw- inh•! We—" co ing. Blyth; Frank McGregor, Clinton; "Anyibody lupstair,s?" ,demandef� I ` Hugh Alexander, Walton. Thrum i dip. List of Agents: E. A. Yeo, R,R. 1,1 ''He sure is, cutterin' up my car -1W° Goderieh, Phone 603e31. Clinton; Jas.lpets with his cigarette -ashes," the us Watt, Blyth; John E. Pepper, Bruce - field, R.R.. No, 1; It. F. incinerator., woman shrilled. "Were you wantin' ing Dublin, R.R. No. 1; J. F. Preuter, to see that poor nian''S rooin again, 'tr Brodhagen; A. G. Jarmuth, Bornholm, sir?" 1 mo R.R. No. 1. 1 "Take me upstairs," Thumm grow- I Cr Any money to be paid seawall* d .led. to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bsnk of 1 ''�a�° ago Commence, Seaforth, or at Calvin The woman waddled, up a flight of Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. 'thins carpeted stairs. Thummr ntn- • Parties desiring to effect inset, y P gr once or transact other business will ted and followed A bulidoggish sort 3,e promptly attended to on applies- of man confronted them on the top tion to any of the above offieere ode step. . • : , dressed to their respective poet alfa. Who's that, Mrs. Murphy," he nes. Losses inspected by the dlr.clor asked.. (C , 1 • ANIIDIAN . ATIONAL ®®AI WAYS Back in New York, Thump went t e offices of the Third Avenue Rai sty System and inquired. for t rsonnel Manager. "Checking up," Thump said, "o arley Wood." "Yes. Terrible thing, Can't un stand it --Charley Wood was one Inn best men. Quiet, steady, reliable worked every working day sine took over the job. Ile never tool tin off, always preferred to wer t his vacation and earn double pa e're always getting requests fo y-advlances. Not Charley Wood lived his money—showed int hi nkbook once." How long had he worked for thi mpany?" 'Five years. Here, I'll check tha " He was back ie. a moment wiE ods records -sheet, "He came with a little over five years ago, start on the Third Avenue run; Was ansferred with Pat Guiness, ids tonnan, at his own request to the osstown three and a halt years "Keep your shirt on. It's me," snapped Thumm. The man grinned. TIME TABLE 1 "Didn't see you good at first. Glad Trains will arrire at and depart front You're here, Inspector. Dull work." Clinton as follows: i'Any;thing -stirring' ;since last Buffalo, and Goderieh Div. night?" Going East, depart 6.43 a.m. "Not a thing." He led the way to Going Eost, depart 3.00 p.m, a ,small rear room. An old-fashioned Qua Going West, depart 11.45 a.m. (Ding West, depart 9.50 p.m. iron, bedstead, a 'chest of drawers, a T London—Cligton marble -top table, a wire braced chair Qu South a1- .i... ��+taa'►e S:0 8 .m. 2.80, and clothes- p a closet comprised co tis.w P ped the' Thumm looked' thoughful. "What about his personal Iife? Friends, re- latives, pals?" "He was chummy with the inen but he never went out with 'em, as far as I know. Here--" He turned the record over. "See that? Next of kin—none." ' Ten minutes later• a lean, grinning chauffeur yanked the rear door of a eng, black limousine open. Inspector Thumm glanced up and, down the street, then climbed in. Crouched in a corner, more gneme-like than ever, cey was dozing serenely. he car purred, off into traffic. Qua • • opened his eyes, popped oke. He saw a very thoughtful In- As our car entered the city, we all looked around curiously for signs of damage. Rumors in Canada said that this ancient port was practically de- stroyed. German versions said that the dock area was rendered useless.. As we crossed a bridge over the river, I looked at the shipping and saw no sign of damage to the docks. The first blitzed house stood en a corner. Or it had stood on the cor- ner; for not a thing was left except a pile of bricks in the basement, The houses on either side seemed undam- aged, except for a few boarded -up windows, but the corner one was ' gone as cleanly as though it had been 1 7111) ne "'EP c��/s Are et isn't practical to provide atele- phone system BIG enough for all those who want to chat across the miles on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Hundreds of us will be on duty to put your calls through. If they're delayed — and some are bound to be — please understand ruouls and be patient. 4+. Thank you. nunxoyey a a. aT Cox Ative 81- mice Gwi«g i,'i. qs to ANNININIVIV carved out with a big knife. I thought to myself:: `This is ex- might get lost. actly what I expected. to seen it looks just like the pictures." i down 'in the hope that invaders In the next block, another house had been hit: It wasn't as thoroughly destroyed. One side wall remained, and up it a irregular intervals were the fireplaces which had once sup- plied a bit of heat to its rooms. Part of the floor of one upstairs room hung in the air, with a bed on it. Again there was that feeling that this was just what I had expected.. i It remained while we drove down a long street, with half a dozen houses missing at more or less regular in- 1 tennis, After that, my feelings be- gan to change. Perhaps it was the 'ruined churches, Several of them had !nothing left but blackened walls. On ,the main business street, many stores were without windows; others were hollow shells. It made die angry before long. This wanton damage seemed so senseless. Obviously, military targets had not been hit or they had been repaired so quickly that the effect was slight. It was houses uses t hat had suffe ted most, and the churches, The train to London was crowded, but the six of us got a compartment to ourselves. On the wall was a de- tailed map of the railway line. I thought of the girl in the censor's, office and my ntap. But I never saw another one on a British train. Most of the railway stations have had the names obliterated or the signs torn! I London in the Blackout The train was about half -way to London when blackout time arrived at about half -past six. The guard came in and pulled down heavy blinds ,over all the windows and doors. Even the door out into the corridor had a blind on it. It was the first hint that 1there is nothing half-hearted about ;the British blackout. It's black. Inside the railway carriage, two ,dim lights kept the compartment in a state of semi-darintess. One was 0. ,white light, set high up in a deep funnel in the roof. The other light, more exposed, was blue and did not give enough light to snake it possible ;to read a newspaper. 1 Of all the first impressions, none ,is more vivid than that of my arrival in London in the blackout. There was some doubt about whether the train had reached Paddington :station or not but everybody seemed to be get- ( ting out. One of the editors opened the door. There wasn't a thing to be (seen except three scattered blue bulbs, hr a ceiling high overhead, Moving shapes came past the door and one I" of them answered the question: Is this Paddington?" with a short, "Yes sir.." Nobody who hasn't been there will ever believe how dark London can be in the blackout at the time of the new moon. Three blue bulbs really give no Iight at all: they just intensify the darkness. And London was not only (Continued on page 3) Laurier Home Becomes National historic Site xnide and out, the home of Sir Wilfrid Laurier at St. Lin, Que., has been restored as closely as possible to the Condition in which it stood on the day 100 years ago when the great Cana- dian statesman was born within its humble walls. Decorated and furnished in the best possible taste with authentic furniture and materials belonging to the period and typical of French Canadian handicraft, the house le a mesoorlai to French Canada of a century ago as well as to its great leader, Sir Wilfrid Laurier. Dedicated as a National' His- toric Shrine in the presence of Primer mister Mackenzie King and other national figures, the Laurier house contains many treasures of French-Canadian art and handicraft, Old ,furniture of the period was taken there from several parts of the province; tex- tiles from Isle-aux-Coudres, Char- levoix County; other articles, made about the time Sir Wilfrid was born, from the Isle of Or- leans. The interior walls, cov- ered with hand -made linen woven in Quebec, make an admirable background for the furnishings and pictures. Among the many typical items are a grandfather clock with wooden movement, east iron stove with two decks, large loom for weaving, two spool beds, a "'table bascule" with .reversible top and brightly color- ed handmade rugs and represen- tative paintings by Arthur Lis - mer. The exterior of the house has been renovated and the build- ing has been moved back into the centre of the property which has. been levelled and beautified. A large boulder bearing a bronze tablet serves as a monument to Sir Wilfrid. These pictures of the Laurier home et St. Lin, which is less than 37 miles from Montreal by Canadian Pacific Railway, show: The froat of the house, top left; 13th century sofa in living room, top right; old furniture in ground -floor bedroom, lower left, and, lower right, old-time butter churn, spinning wheel and well holder.