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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1930-01-16, Page 6�((Rlllaluilulnu1u11ru11n11 If1 1( ellniVIlIelliii„irhqul i1„„„ l I:f mumr! beet ,TH U.It , ILE E V E CHAPTER VII. INTERFERENCE. For an hour or more Dick waited patiently at his wireless dictagr'aph in Garrick's roost. o In the silence, broken now and then by some amateur, he had plenty of time to think of Ruth. In spite of himself his suspicions carried him on to the Parr robbery, now known to have included the taking of valuable jewels as well as the looting of the Parr cellar of some of its choicest vintages. Ilis thoughts ran beyond that, to the radio dance and the sus- picious signaling from the tower of the Gerard house, Who was the ringleader of this mis- erable affair? Ile thought of Brock, of Georges—and of Jack Curtis, He gritted his teeth. He hated the very name of the debonair adventurer. Dick started from his reverie. The dictagraph was working! Vire was speaking to Ruth. "Well, here we are again. For a second last night I thought we were never going to get to the old Inner. Circle again.' There was ilence fcr a few minutes, then Ruth spoke: "I wonder when Jack is coming," Dick, at the other end, had been a bit worried about the ethics of what Garrick's detective proclivities had got hits into, He told himself that he would stop listening if it were not for -what Guy would say. The fact was that Dick was almost beside himself with jealousy as he heard Ruth dis- cussing Jack. Then he heard another voice over the wireless. He recognized it as Brock's voice and Brock did not seem in the best of tempers with the girls. "You oughtn't to butt in and try to stop anything, Ruth—net when it has gone as far a.. that thing did last night. You'll get somebody caught one of these days and—" There was a thinly veiled threat in the gruff breaking off of Brock's re- mark. "Just because it was the Parrs— some friends of—" "I know," interrupted Ruth- "But when you all picked us up after the smash-up and took us to Vira'e—why did you leave the balky stuff at her blocks and dismissed it. house? Suppose someone comes in As he sped down the block, he could there—and finds it. A pretty Iittle see the ear in front of Gerard's. Titen front-page scandal!" a man ran across under the arc light. "Don't worry. No one wilt find any- Dick hurried. He saw in the shadow thing. Jack will take care of that." two men struggling and a third creep - Viva made a little suppressed ex- ing toward them. Dick could make out clamation. "I can imagine niy Mater Garrick. He was just in time. He if I was caught in a bootlegging clean hurled himself at the other attacker. out! That'd be the last straw on the T1.ey were two against two now. dromedary. She'd be looking for some But at the moment when it seemed new sheik for me in the shape of a that each was getting the upper hand grand old octogenarian husband.I was of his span, a couple of others ran on, straight on the road to perdition when Evidently they had been trailing hiin I went into pictures. I shock the folks from Garrick's where they must have a dozen tidies a day. But a rum- been watching. running scandal! Go, get thee to a The fight of the four now swung nunnery, Vita!" entirely against Garrick and Dick. Dick at the other end wee aghast, From the Avenue, whence had come It was all .surprising news, this clue the new assailants, now came a quick to' where Ruth had been the night scurry of feet. A whistle. Someone before. Aho, it was some mitigated rapped as with a hickory stick on the relief. She had got back to town curb, inaking hollow echoes. shaken up by the accident and had gone with ,Vira to Vira's empty town house. 'fore than that, there was something he did not get; but some- how her smash-up had been concerned with trying to frustrate something, net perpetrate it. "I won't go back there tonight, Fire," she said at length. "I'm going to stay at the Usonia. A nice little lecture is coming to me for being out two nights and enaohing my car. Well ... no rum -sunning arrest yet, It might dampen the ardor of some- one I know whose ardor I do not want "Thought you were in the Velvet dampened.. , Brock, you said this Gang, too." would be a lark. It's a lark, all right. "The Velvet Gang?" We wake up the larks!" "Yeh—that's what we nicknamed "Ruthie, old sore -hones, how do you that bunch of aristocractle rum -run - feel? I heard you talking about a ners." lark. You look as if you had been on One of theist had picked up the key, one that took a nose dive," "Ah -ha! We're in luck!" It was Rae, who was at least ono So, without the formality of a of the new arrivals. search warrant, they enterd the Ger- "Lark!" This from Ruth contemptu- ously. "Yes. Ono thing leads to an- other, all right. First we start this, the stuff was gone! place. Then we get in over cur heads.l "Then—why the fight—with us?" Then we begin getting our own stuff puzzled Dick as they parted from the to save money. Then we begin get chagrined raiders. ting more than we can use here—to "Just to get us out of the way," snake some money—to pay the other grunted Garrick. "Gosh! I ache! . expenses. Then—" Humph! . . The Velvet Gang! . . I Ruth subsided as another voice be- don't know whether it's a detective carne audible also to Dick. Glen had that's needed so much—or a psycho- evdiently been another of the new analyst—or an alienist—or a spiritual etrivals. adviser!" "Now, fellows," smoothed out Glenn, (To be continued,) "quit doing your stuff. No good ever domes—" "To rogues when rogues fall out," Ruth finished With a laugh and some 'claws in the soft voice, "I hear Jack and Georges down - *Lairs," Rae changed the subject diplomatically. "Oh, here's Jack, now. Well, Jack, what's the dirt?" Ruth did not wait for any answer. "Did you—?" ' "Yes, I did, Ruth," hastened Jack, "Got a good scout to go up there to Vira's place and remove those Parr cases as soon as the coast is clear— pay, eleven o'cloek." "What time is it now?" "Must be about that:now.. , . It's Often" Georges' voice interrupted: "Tele- phone, Curiae." Sack went out, bpparently, and ISSUE No. _'30 Georges, by the sonnet,must have sliut the door, "That was a call from the garage," carte Jack's voice. "Thz', Garrick guy has been hanging around, My man left,' But someone saw Garrick in a taxi " "With Dick?" This quick query was. from Ruth and a bit anxious. "No, alone," "Oh . ." Her voice died off in re- lief. "I've sent another fellow out. Hope he's in time," "Where?" This was from:Vire "Your place." Jack seemed to pound a table. "They'll give him the beating of his life,' confound him! -mash his face in put him in the sheets for a week -maybe—" Blatt! Dick tinkered and tickled and ad- ,justed, All he got was some foal amateur on the same wave length. He swore. Ha tried to swearrover the ether, but with ill success. The„inter- ference was there to stay, as it always is when ane is listening in on some- thing pretty good, Dick was sore. But he was not surprised. In fact he would have been pleased at almost any other time, For, even if his family were wealthy, Dick had visions of himself some day doing better than the biggest of the radio firms doing business and of eleraihat- ing interference. Dick was working on an invention to that end now. He cast the headgear in useless vexation on the table. 'It seemed to him that he had been on the point of getting just the important thing he wanted to hear. He had been making notes as he went along, for somewhere he had heard something about the methods of detectives. His mind was in a whirl, as if a dozen people were sending in his men- tal ether at once, Then, suddenly, as if unconsciously, he had sharpened the thoughts to the exact wave length, one idea seemed to swamp all others. Dick felt that he must get to this place where Ruth had spent the night and where Garrick was running into danger, if he had not already fallen into it. And he must get there first. He tore out of the apartment, grab- bed the first taxi, rode only a few The four fled. The newcomers hauled Garrick and Dick unceremoniously to their feet. "You're under arrest!” One of I them flashed a badge. "Saw you come out of the cellar of the Inner Circle last night. Also you were on that roof tonight!" Garrick looked at the badge. They were revenue enforcement men. He pulled his own card, issued by the Comptroller of State. There was a moment of perplexity, then explana- tions and apologies, and house. If anything had ever been there - "That man looks perfectly con- tented." "He ought to be. Ile has his win- ter flannels broken iu and eight ton's of coal ht Use cellar." One Night in Flanders Those early trenches were extreme- ly '`rade—simply, ditches. Sandbags were few and far between. Corrugated iron had not been introduced. Rain had transformed these trenches into watery slots., "Dugouts" were muddy alcoves interjected at random into either wall of the- trench. .Muddy rifles lay in crevices. The gaps be- tween the rifles were filled with rust- ing cams, which. had brought us food. Here and there were slots running back from the trench, which served as ballet stations and refuse pits. Be- hind our unpleasant habitation, sun- dry small wooden crosses stuck out of the ground, recording the passing of those who could not have been buried farther away, because of the dangers and pressures of the moment. Try to visualize this sceneover which rifle shots "crack" intermittent- ly; then try to realize that this is where you. must live, and that there can be no escape except.on a stretcher. If you can do this, you, will havo a picture of the spot in which the first Christmas of the war found us. What a Christmas! Lurking in Et filthy slot that wound its way across an ex -turnip field! Yet when the post arrived: on Christmas Eve, bringing several small packages of food and cigarettes from those back at hone, the effervescent nature of the British soldier showed itself and we all cheer- ed up a bit. By about midnight, songs were breaking out here and there. How painfully ridiculous it seemed! - Nation facing nation from two long, winding slots in the ground. This, after all the mental evolution of man through the ages, was themethod used to settle a dispute! How strange is the dual nature of civilization which cares even for hopeless cripples at enormous expense in peaee, and throws its strongest and best into a mechan- ical hell in war. So I thought, as I sat idly scraping the mud off my boots. Suddenly a sentry on my right turn- ed down the trench and shouted ex- citedly, "Shut up, you fellers! Listen!" The music stopped dead. "What's the matter?" I asked. "The Germans is singin', sir. Listen and you'll 'ear' em!" Sure enough. We all distinctly heard the distant sound of a concer- tina, coupled with voices and occa- sional laughter. Our men seethed pleased to think that the Germans could sing, and play music, too. Thero was touch laughter and interest at this phenomenon. We all went in- stinctively to the point where our trench approached the German line most nearly, and listened again. The German singing and playing continued amidst much jocular comment from our then. Suddenly, one of the crowd scrambl- ed up the parapet and shouted out, "Come over 'ere!" There was a laugh amongst us at the absurdity of the notion. Someone else repeated the invitation louder There was an understandable reply from the German trenches, which brought forth still further merriment on our side of the field, Even this terrible war had been unable to check the Spirit of Christmas that seemed to be abroad. Here, on Christmas Eve, something had snapped! An excited soldier ran to me. "They've stet, sir! One of our men and a German! Out there in the open!" I hastened back with him to that part of the trench, and found that this had not only really happened, but that one or two more from both sides were on their way to do the same thing. The situation from a military point of view was absurd. What should be done about it? We were soldiers who had fought, and had got to continue fight - ng. To stop suddenly and be friendly seemed a preposterous thing. But there was a greater force than armies, at the front that night, As the dawn castle I was able to see the situation. Our soldiers were every- where in disorder. Some were etand- ng on the parapet, a position which at a normal time would have spelt sudden death. Others were straggling out into No Man's Land. Looking towards the German Iines I_ saw precisely the same scenes. The soldiers of both armies were approach- ing one another across No Man's Land with smiling curiosity. There was mutual trust about the whole thing, although naturally accompanied by a curious shyness at first, which rapidly wore off, There was no trace of hatred or antagonism. One felt the establishment of that friendliness which forms itself betWeen compan- ions in misfortune, I stet a young' German officer and exchanged buttons as souvenirs. With my wire -cutting pliers I removed a button from his tunic,- and gave hint one of mine in exchange. Later, I was photographed by a German with sev- erals others, in a group composed, of both sides. Not far from us lay some dead, now approachable for the first time. The scene was so strange that in a sinipge, foolish way I felt the war could not endure in face of it all.. This fraternization was now taking place on a front of half a mile. Stroll- ing about in No Man's Land, I observ- ed the extent of the thing. No Man's Land! where only a few days ago it would have been impossible to move without disaster, but where now sol- diers were exchanging food, souvenirs, and cigarettes. What would have happened if this curious situation had spread in both directions, until such a scene was be - I ing enacted along the entire length of the front? With hate, and all the ++ propaganda that is used to inflame "It requires very little nerve to speak frankly when you are alone with your typewrites'—Heywood Braun. Minard's Wards Off Grippe. Soldiers, gone from the war, it would be hard to get the thing started again,. If eomeono could havo shouted loud enough to have bean heard' all along the front—then what? What could the directing few do If a herd, numbering a million, refused to start again? And what is the right point of view to have if such a condi- tion arose? .Should Peace and Good Willl—Christianity—be fostered, lead- ing to amicable settlement of the dis- pute, or should armed force prevail? But if someone powerful enough had arisen in No Man's Land on that morning and advocated a "stop fight- ing" policy, he would have been court- martialed and executed. About noon, as the general laxity and friendliness were growing, a foot- ball match was suggested, Someone had evidently receiveda deflated foot- ball as a Christmas present. Playing football with the enemy doesn't sound right somehow. However, this pro- eat was interrupted. I was suddenly sent for by the cap- tain ofmy company, and something within me told me that all was not well. I arrived at his dugout and heard thatthere was diapleasure in the mind of the Colonel at the pro- ceedings. The news had reached the General, and sharp orders had arrived to termi- nate any fraternization immediately. What else can a general do? Chatting with the enemy takes no place in his profession. So, with much trouble, the officers in the front line began herd- ing the soldiers back. The Germans were made to understand that the friendly meeting was over. The orders to return to the trenches were,reluc- tantly obeyed, Christmas Night saw both sides back in their lines, and on our left a few still -mingling soldiers, whit had not grasped the serious nature of the drdera, were shot down by opposing fire. The war had started again. Rifles spat forth death across the shell- scarred turnip field, banishing the Spirit of Christmas that had flitted in a strange way across No Man's Land, and for a few hours had triumphed, "I think I love you most because you remind me so much of my first wife." "Yee, and if I married you, I'm afraid you'd always be reminding me of het." Beside Still Waters "When at last the sheep are led 'beside stilt waters,' how geed it le, after the dust and heat of the sheep- paths. heeppaths. Would you got the shepherd mean- ing here?? Theu remember that streams .are few in the shepherd' country of Bible lands. The shep- herds do not rely on them. 'Even where streams are found, theirbeds and banks are usually broken and their flow rough. Sheep are timid and fear a current of water, as they well may, for they are easily carries stream because of their wool." "Poor things, how do they ever get a good drink?" exclaimed ono of the two little maids, whose heart was al- ways open lovingly to animals. "The shepherd sees to that, doesn't lie?" said the other timidly, with earnest eyes set oar our guest... , "Shall I tell you how the shepberd sees to it that the sheep have a good drtulc every day? :Listen: • "There are wells and fountains all through the vast reglone where the flocks roam, and some parts there are cisterns, though the sheep like the living water best. The shepherds know , Lere these drinking -places are all through the treeless country where It streams are Yew. Is a fine sight to see the shepherds bring flocks 'beside the still waters' at some well or foun- tain, while the wide silent country over which,they and many other sheep have wandered, spreads all aroundi them, and the full expanse of the sky. arches over them. "The shepherd makes a certain sound; all his sheep Ile down and are quiet. Then he fills the drinking- troughs, • The bubbling of the foun- tain, or the current, if it be by a stream, is no longer there to trouble the sheep. They eau drink now' un- disturbed. This is the delicate mean- ing of that w°ord 'still.' As the .He- brew words put it, 'He leadetb beside the waters of quietness: "--From "The Song of Our Syrian, (truest," by William Allen I{night. The Little Star Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder If yo , are, been V above the footlight's s pg Forty-nine or seventeen. That Sore Throat Needs Minaret's. Ask for a1ad t Qr n . P.." aye -it is the finest 4' 41h9e0a 2aTonza the garde ,s' 590 IV/FIAT IJ dD' EARp a.7 Illustrated Dressmaking Lesson Furnished with Every Pattern By Annebelle Worthington One of the most practical fashions of the season for the school miss of 6, 8, 10 and 12 years is illustrated un navy blue wool crepe with beige crepe collar and cuffs. The scallops to£ collar and cuffs are accented by lvivid red taffeta bias binding. !Matching shade red bone buttons ,emphasize side scalloped closing of 'bodice, Red suede belt completes this jaunty outfit. Style No. 2947 is made at a re- markable saving, for in the 3 -year size, it takes but 2 yards of 40 -inch material with log yard of 32 -inch .contrasting. The bodice has a one ipicce back;, front in two sections. Seamed at sides and shoulders. The two-piece skirt is seamed at sides and pressed into inverted plaits at either side of front and attached to bodice. It is now practically ready to set sleeves into armholes and stitch collar at necldine. Wool jersey in French blue with collar and cuffs of blue and white checked woolen is very smart. Beige and brown checked woolen with plain brown is sportive. Featherweight tweed in mauve - red tones with plain 'red woolen can be worn all through the Fall with- out a top coat. Orchid chambray with white pique, cotton broadcloth in geomet- ric print in red and white with plain white pique, red and white gingham check with plain white linen, and tan sports weight linen with brown are attractive tubbable fabrics. HOW TO ORDER PATTERNS. Write your name and address plain- ly, giving number and size of such patterns as you want. Enclose 20c in stamps or coin (coin preferred; wrap it carefully) for each number, and address your order to Wilson Pattern Service, 73 West Adelaide St., Toronto. Patterns sent by an early mail. 2947 THE HAPPIEST DAY If any man, poor or rich, were to say that he would tell us what had been the happiest day In his life, and the why and the wherefore, I suppose that we should all cry oat, "Hear him! hear him!" As to the happiest day; that must bo very difficult for any wise man to name, becauseany event which could occupy so distin- guished a place in a man's retrospect o1 his life, or be entitled to have shed a special felicity on any one day, ought to be of such au enduring char- acter as .that, accidents apart, it should have continued to shed the same felicity, or one not distinguish- ably less, on many years together. To the happiest lustrum, however, or even to the happiest year, it may be allowed to any man to point without discountenance from wisdom. -- Do Quiucey, PERSEVERANCE Courage, activity and earnest per- severance are indeed the secret of all success. No good endeavor strenu- ously persisted in will fail; it must succeed at last. Powera of even the most mediocre kind, if energetically employed, will effect much, iateke . lsee :.:t ~chest e tyro . /j" le Patn.I Some folks take pain for granted. They let a cold "run its course. They wait for theirheadaches to ('wear o1,!! If suffering from neuralgia or from neuritis5 they rely on feeling better in the morning. Meantime, they suffer unnecessary ppant. Unnecessary, because there is an antidote Aspirin tablets always offer immediate" relief from various aches and pains we once had to endure. If pain. persists, ,consult your, doctor a0 to its cause. Save yourself a lot of pain and discomfort through the many proven uses of Aspirin. Aspirin is safe. Always the same. All drug- stores with complete directions. is •.. TRADE MARIE nEd. Tale of the T3 ea, al Of the =bre c se More Information on bUUCCess- fol Quest of Dominion Ornithologist Dr. J. Dewey Soper Meager information was all that was first learned of Dr. Scper's good work in solving the mystery of the life habits of 1110 the goose but the tale now'uufolds, Ottawa—With t_te discovery of the breeding grounds' of this feathered bird of mystery, one more arctic my- stery. has .been _ solved., , 0rnitholo• gists have been on tbe trail.. of this elusive .bird for half . a .century, but : - only recently, from certain known facts in its migration, it was finally assumed that it nested at some point in rho eastern portion o northeastern Canada probably the northern inter- ior of Quebeq or on Baffin Island. In 1923 Mr. Soper took up the quest of the blue goose which; after nine years of long and arduous Jour- neying around the coasts anti through the interior of Baffin Island, even to thewestern shore of Foke Basin and north of the arctic circle, terminated last summer, in complete victory. The Draitinion Government, the Royal Ca- nadian Mounted Police, the Hudson'e 13ay Company and all the Eskimo tribes of Baffin Island united their forces in order to track one species of humble waterfowl to rte domestic lair. In the spring of 1928 Mr. Soper landed at Cape Dorset and traveled Inland with four sledges, 42 dogs and five Eskimo drivers and 'camped for two months at Camp Kungovik, near the rendezvous of migrating Rocks of both snow and blue geese. This year he returned to the same spot, know- ing nowing that the nesting sites were at no great distance. "For about 10 days we searched the region on foot for nests without success," said Mr. Soper. "The oute lock was decidedly discouraging, as late June approached, for much of the success of the venture depended upon the actual discovery of fleets and eggs. Blue geese' were nearly everywhere, but it iso a vast expanse of territory in which to locate the nests of a species which is colonial In habit, and without the tendencyap- parently to nest with individual' free- dom over the country. Finally, how- ever, owever, cn June 28, a small colony of breeding geese was discovered on tbe tundra near Fox Basin, with 10 nests. Eight of these were nests of the blue goose and two of the lesser snow goose, Sets were incomplete, with. only one or two eggs—one nest alone contained three," Later many more nests were dis- e vered and thousands of blue. geese seen. The nests were located on a slight grassy ew-ell of the plain, where the ground was comparatively first and well grown to moss and grass, and most of them were con- structed onstructed of finely plucked and shred- ded tundra moss, lined with a mix- bare tixturn of fine dead greens and light- colored down, After securing a nest and a large collection of adult specimens, sets of eggs and downy yout;g as material for the scientific study et this beautiful bird (a photo of which was obtained) upon its breeding range the party turned to the long' trek homeward by dog -sledge, schooner and steamship. The biological survey of the Ameri- can Wild Fowiers is now attempting to band specimens of the blue goose so as to more definitely fix its routes and habits, to the end that sufficient protection will be afforded to insane its permanence. The ' tight Way To Water Milk In spite of all the. jokes about the dishonest milkman and his fondness for the: pump, good dairymen are finding that there is a legitimate way' in R-111010 the output of milk can be increased by adding water, and with- out any complaint from patrons or milk inspectors. The important point of the plan is that the water is mix- ed ixed with the intik 1)y passing it through the cow's body. Tests' at various ex- perituent stations show tli.at a good dairy cow drinks about 4 gallons of 'water to each: gallon of milk produced or about 20 galious of Water per day for a caw producing five gallons of nolle" Also that icy cold water, fall- `ure to have water available at all times, or any .other reason which pre - verde the cow from driuking her full quota of water will cause a compara- tive decrease in the amount of milk produced. These results have been abundantly borne out by the expert- ences of practical dairymen and ex- plain. why so many datrynien claim that their barn watering howls Itave paid their' whole cost in one or two seasons. HOW TO MAKE LIFE HAPPY Take time; it is no use 'to fume or fret, or do as the angry boy who ham, got hold of the wrong key and: pushes, shakes and rattles it about in the lock until both. are ':broken and. the door is still unopened. The chief secret of comfort lies Ia'. not suffering trifles to vex .us and is cultivating•our undergrowth of email pleasures. WISDOM OF LIFE The wisdom of life is in preventing all the evil we can :and in usiug. what is inevitable to the best purpose.— John Ruskin, 1