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SYNOPSIS
Chapter I.—Ori the verge of nerv-
ous collapse, due' to overwork, Gay
Delane, successful New York artist,
seeks rest at Idle Island. She .rents
ancottage,-the `'Lone Pine" from an
island character, the "Captain," and
his sister, Alice Andover, "administra-
tor..,
Chapter IL -Gay finds the cottage
is tenanted by an elderly lady, "Aunt-
almiry," who consents to move to an-
other abode, the "Apple Tree." 'Awak-
ing from sleep, Gay imagines she sees
the face of ,a Chinaman peering in the
window, but on reflection ascribes the
vision . to imagination. ' She settles
down in her new home,' anticipating
months of well-earned rest and recu-
peration,
Chapter III. -On ani' exploration t>f
the islnad, Gay, standing oil the sea-
shore, is horrified by the appearance
cf the drifting body of a drowned
man, which she nerves herself .tc•'
bring to the shore. ' A bullet wound,
in the temple shows the man to here
been murdered. Gay covers the dead
face with a handkerchief, and snakes
her way to the "Captain" with the
story. Returning with him to tee
shore they find no body there, and
Gay's story of the incident is .t
down -to an attack of "nerves."
DR. R. L. STEWART
Gradu.ate of University of Toronto,.
Faculty of Medicine; Licentiate of the
Ontario College of Physicians and
Surgeons.
Office; in Chisholm Block
Josephine Street. Phone 29
DR. G. W. HOWSON
DENTIST
Office over John Galbraith's Store.
F. A. PARKER
OSTEOPATH
All Diseases Treated
Office Adjoining residence next to
Anglican Church on Centre Street.
Sundays by appointment.
Osteopathy Electricity
Phone 272, Hours,`9 am, to 8 p.m.
A. R. & F. E. DUVAL
Licensed Drugless Practitioners
Chiropractic and Electro Therapy.
Graduates of Canadian Chiropractic
College, Toronto, and National Col-
lege, Chicago.
Out of town and night calls res-
ponded to. lllnbu int 6s confidential.
3. ALVIN FOX
Registered Drugless Practitioner
stood firm against him, and his ob-
jections dwindled. He went off at
last, a sturdy little figure, for all his
fraility and .his bent shoulders,
Gay picked" out a seat for hers-• f
among the locks and fell at once to
work. • She .could see it all so vividly
that her flesh, crawled as she repro-
duced the picture from rnem,ory-tl\e
small bit of sand below the rocks,' the
limp body in its drenched olothes, the
dark hair, the fine head, the gape,:
v ourid, and outflung on the sand +''-
pale hand, long slim and powerful,
the hand of a gentleman, hand of a
scholar, hand that betrayed intensity
of feeling. It was the hand that had
stirred Gay most deeply, and when
it lay before her in her , penciled
sketch, delicate and strong, she hu -1
her face in her two hands aid burst
Into nervous weeping. But in a mo-
ment she controlled herself, shook
away,her tears crossly, and dabbed at
her eyes with the back of her hand,
lacking the wispy handkerchief that
was gone. ,
"Is this .the quiet good little place
they brag about?" she asked herself.
"Where they come and—steal dead
bodies --from under. your: very eyes."
Both tears and laughter cavae a
'whimsical notion. But in spite of her
attempt to be facetious and uuc m-
eet -tied, she was highly -nervous and
quite unstrung. A sudden clear ,:.all,
"Idailothere," from behind, startled
her into a frigthened scream and she
sprang to her feet. Quite beyond
power of reason as she, was, the call
had seemed to come from the valley
of death.
Glancing up, she saw on the piazza
of. the Little club a man who leaned
out over the railing and beckoned to
her. He was a stranger, she knew` at
once, one of the summer people,; no
native son.
"I beg your pardon; he called
pleasantly, "but will you kindly show
me the Tway: down? I cannot find the
path."
"There is no path. There is no way
down."
"But—I beg your pardon—you are
down, are you not?"
Gay smiled up at hire. "Yes, but I
slid right down those steep rocks, add
it is hard sliding, I asstire you. .I am
who had sent thein on their hard
chase for the wild goose, the Captain,•
considerately; left thein without a'i
closed the door behind himn,,
' .The Captain looked compassionate-
ly at Gay. "There wa'n't nobody
drowned," he :said gently. "There
wa's't nobody shot. There wa'n't
nothing but . sticks and stones in the
THE STORY
cove.".
Gay leaped to her feet giddily, and
the wornen fell back, respectfully, to
give her room.
"There -wasn't?" she gasped. "But
there was! He had dark hair, aid
long fine hands -oh, nonsense! ---I
can see him this moment ,as plaiu'y
as -My handkerchief, I' spread it ov-
er his poor face. Did you bring my
handkerchief?"
"You're all tired out, Gay," he said
gently: "Yon work too hard. Yon
seen a hallucination, that's all. It
was driftwood ridin' in. Seaweed,
maybe. Things anus ' looks like me
under the water. There a'n't nobody
in the cove, Gay."
Gay brushed past hire, her hand on
the door.
"Where you goin'?"
"To the cove. To sce for mye :..
I. don't believe a word of it," she de-
clared'feverishly, with no thought ;fir
the rudeness of her words .in thv
sheck of her surprise. "You haven't
been there at all. You are deceiving
me. Of course there it a body inthe
cove!"
With ineffable patience, despite his
w,vcariness, the Captain set out to fol..
low. After a. few hot running st ps
Gay waited for hint, to coine up to
her. _ -
"You needn't go, Captain," she said
kindly. "You are tired, and it is such
a hard way."
"Oh, that's all right. I'm still gt
on my legs."
They did not speak again until they.
entered the wood, when the Captain
rather diffidently, broke the silence, -
"You oughtn't to live there by yott
self, Gay. Women' ha'r't no call io
live alone. It a'n't accordin' to nac'.ir'.
They get queer. They get, to thi"akin'
things, they get to seein' thins.
ghosts an' sech. Yok} better go to t?re.
hotel, Gay, for therest of the sum-
mer. I'll let youoff on the rest of
the ,house) It, a'n't accordin' to-na-
tur', livin',alone."
Gay made no answer', but shespill-
ed at him, and when they came at last
to the precipitous cliffs that girt the
cove, she led the way, stumbling, slid-
ing,
liding, :falling, while the Captain grunt-
ed and softly swore beneath his
breath behind her, In. the cove, at
"Do tell," he chattered gently,
"dear, dear, now, what are things
coming to?—Lida, give Miss Gay here
some good hot tea, 1'11 go,'right down
there and—"
"I'll go back with you and show
you," Gay proffered quickly.
"No, no, inissetea's what you need,
quiet's what yoti' need. Lida, give
her some more tea -I'll take the boys
with me. We'll have to work it up
over those rocks some way."
He hurried away; an eager, brave,
frail little figure.
Naturally, the Captain did not go
direct to the .cove. He went first to
the Pier grocery store to recount the
grewspme tale. Then he- stopped by
the way to pick up. the Budlong boys,
two drivers from: the taxi stand, Mr.
Allenby, the weather man, and Lum-
ley Zane. With these enforcements,
CHIROPRACTIC AND and followed a troop of a dozen
DRUGLESS PRACTICE ormore small boys shouting direc-
ELECTRO -THERAPY tions and calling inquiries, with two
Hours: 2-5, 7-8, or by i or three of the hardier native women
appointment. Phone 191, trudging along at a respectful (lis-
le-- — tante in the rear, they at last began.
D. H. McINNES
the hard descent over the rock :cliffs
CHIROPRACTOR and ledges that bordered the cove.
ELECTRICITY i Helping one another as best they last, she turned with her usual brise•
Adjustments given for .diseases of I could, scrambling each' man to keep assurance, and flung out :a hand''to-
ward the spot where the body had
lain, `
Then here eyes widened, . her lips.
parted and she stood aghast.
The. Captain was right. There was
soane anxious hearts ---though a sad a'n't' accordin'
i� will be." • women queer, They think that's
relieft
(they whlked on together,etterSlow1,), whatt is wrong]g
with me,
living � ��
alone,"
e
.
,
the stranger still catrying the sketch, "What clo they advise? An 'orphan
glancing at it often 'with interested ,for adoption, or a ht}sbend for attach -
wondering eyes. ment?"
"Don't you rather hate, to get (.1 -leaven knows. 13ut anyhow I
mixed up in ,such an affair? There shouldn't live alone," She laughed
will be an inquest—at least an :Ra- pleasantly, "Good -by. 1 say it w'th
quirt'; and you will be called as a srirrow, for youseem 'almost one of
witness and—:" my own,"
"Oh, there will, be no trouble about .1 -le held out his, hands ° and 'clan
to natur'—it anak
It is obviously sineide—" dropped hers in it.
"It is obviously murder," he car- Y "Good -by. The best of luck to you.
iected gently. "The poor chap might ,Fur ziiyself I wish no better luck lien
have shot himself, or might have the joy of seeing you again."
drowned himself. Not both." "2\Nuw, now," she reproved him,
Gay stopped suddenly,' shivering smiling. "Don't flatter.' Consider tee
again. "True," she said faintly. "I stately pines, the, rugged coast and
know it, I tried sp hard not even to the stinging surf, Flattery doesn't go
think—of murder." with the. Good Little Island."
Her face was white. "It' doesn't 'go: with you, either. I
"1 wish yott would give this 'to me," assure you I meati every word of it.
he said persuasively. "Or sell it to
me, rather, for I can see''thet your
pencil is.' your prpfession. I should
be glad to 'buy it. I am in newspaper
work, and I can do wonders with this.
I will have it, photographed, if you
like, and send a copy to the .police."
Gay reached out' quickly., and took
the pad. "I cannot de that," she said
firmly, ""I feel responsible for the.,
thing. I feel as though • I were led
down that hard and painful path on.
purpose to receive it—the poor body
—swept to my very feet. It seems to
rake me—his, avenger, don't you see?
allicieds; we specialize in dealingevrth pace with the ratan ahead, all aline
children. Lady attendant. Night calls anxious for the first frightful, horrid
responded to, view, they stumbled over the rocks,
Office en Scott St., Wingham,
Ph grunting,. sweating softly in the'nasal.
Phone 150
New England drawl, and reached the
st, 'leanung forward, staring
GEORGE A. SIDD.AL cove at la
l about then ,
Thenthey stood. erect, with sheep -
Money to lend on first and second ish grins, and looked tile length and
mortgages on farm and other real es-
tate properties at a reasonable rate of breadth of the' cove. There were
interest, also on first Chattel rnort- teary footprints in the sand, there
gages on stock and on peisanal notes. evere scattered logs, bits of driftwood,
A few farms on hand for sale or to the wreck of an old boat, there were
rent nth easy terms, shells and seaweed and fallen trees.
Phone 73. Lucknow, Ont.
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— BROKER — .r
THOMAS FELLS
AUCTIONEER
REAL ESTATE SOLD
A thorough knowledge of Farm Stock
Phone 231, Wingham
RICHARD B. JACKSON
AUCTIONEER
Phone 618r6, Wroxeter, ,or address
R. R. 1, Gorrie. Sales conducted any-
where and satisfaction guaranteed.
George -Walker, Gerrie, can arrange
dates,
DRS. A. J. & A. W. 1RW Iii
DENTISTS
Office 'MacDonald Block, Winghaa'
no body on t1 -ie, satid. Except for
themselves, the cove was void of life,
as it was void of death. Flashes of
light swans 11•efore her eyes, and she
swayed dizzily. -
"I'll just sit down a minute to ; get
niy wind back," the Captain panted,
and dropped down heavily on a low.
rock, mopping away great beads of
But there was no drenched sea -wash- perspiration' with his, red handker
ed body on the "sand, no trace , of chief.
red blood on the clean yellow, no :sign Gay pulled herself togethe`r,
of htunazi driftwood from the sea,
Satisfied at last that their eyes did
not deceive them, that in very truth
there was 'rip body in the cove, the
Meth of the searching party drew to-
gether, looking from one to another.
with sheepish deprecating grins.
"By gar, she dont; its" roared Lum-
ley Lane with his great guffaw. "'.r11'
little New Yorker done us right."
Led by the Captain,they tried the
doors of the boathouse,'of the Little
ping itself, but all were lockets t'0-
cure and silent, - They callecla few
tunes, loud Halloos, but received no
answer.
"Was sire flim-flanimin', Gainp?"
asked one of the Budlnog boys.
FUR•
A. J. WALKER
ITI3RE AND I� tit 1 AL
SERVICE
A. , 'Wainer
Licensed Funeral Directo
Eiribralnier.,
Office Phone 106, 'des. Phone 224,
o sine Funeral Coach.
Latent :THrarr u
and
"No;',' said the -Captain; with his
Usual soft dectsiveaiess. 'She was
cryin', her face all streaked and
white, teeinbliti' all over. She didn't
aim to flim-fiarri nobody. She thought
she saw soinething, that's all,"
way The returned tk y the y had
comer and although the When hung
about the Captain's door, hoping Lr
a glimpse of the erratic New Yorker
Conte soon, good luck. Good -by."
Gay walked toward the Lone' P•ne
smiling, He was pleasant. , It had
been nice, .' the momentary contact
with one of her own kind, But the
smiles died •: on her lips as she turned
the door of the Lone ['inc. Tln:
•
house •seemed still, big, empty, Very
still. The stillness was like dea-h
Gay thought of the sea=washed body
with palely gleaming hands flung out
beneath the jva.res, and shuddered
She did not look; at the drawing on
the first page of her sketch book
but thrust the pad quickly into th
clr awer of 'the 'desk and closed it tight.
She grew increasingly ill at ease •
as dusk descended, and.'on a sudden
impulse, at last ,wean out, gnivkly, ran
'down the hill and called to Auntal-
miry.
"Won't you keep a poor,t raid nrev.,
ous old maid al;, night? she ashes
pleadingly: "I don't want to stay
alone, ' I've got the—you lcnow—•
'heebee`jeebeesl Hy house is haunt -
cd. Pm afraid• of ghosts, and things,
Do you think it was just a s;. ost,
Auntalmiry?" . Y
I dare say you think me very childish,
but I feel that this has been sent
straight to me, and I cannot evade it.
I am sorry. But- I must do it my-
self." .
Suddenly they had cleared the for-
est and stood on the brow of the hill.
The Lone'. Pine was directly at hand
"This is nay cottage," she said. -
"Just cross right down : the slope o
the lane and follow it dawn ; to the
pier; I. am sorry about the drawing,
but you. see how it is."
"Oh, you are quite right, of course.
It has been,,very fascinating—meeting
you like this. I wish there was some
place eve could go for tea—"
"There is .a place„ There are 1^'
of places. The island is full of tea.
But I shan't go, .thanks. Marching
off to tea with a Perfect, Stranger in
the Good Little Island would be even
more damning than the . discovery of
a nonexistent corpse. Even worse, I
think, than living alone, which seems.
the very height of depravity here. It
•
e
, Auntalmiry- gave her a cozy chair
and made'her a cup of tea, That
was Auntahnirv's unfailing. -resource'
in case of nerves, •
"Now 'drink your tea, dearie .and
don't say .a,word about it, We'll ave
a nice cozy evening, just like a party."
She was evidently determined to
soothe Gay, determined' to humor" her,
keep her quiet. She ;pettedher,
talked pleasantly of inane and pleas-
ant things.. 1
When at list they made ready to
retire for the night, she said Gait.
should have' the solitary bed, and •she
herself would sleep ,on the couch,
"She's afraid of me, I do believe,'
Gay thought to. herself: "She wants.
the room between us, in case I' turn
violent."' . Her lips twitched with
amusement at the thought as she
crept between the white covers;
(Continued Next Week.)'
TREASURER'S SALE OF LAND FOR TAXES
TO WIT: •
By virtue of a warrant under the' hand of the Mayor of the Town. of
'ingliam and, the Corporate Seal'of the said Town of Wingham bearing
dda archA.D.1929, to me directed, commanding me to
levy25th day of Ma A described
levy upon the several parcels of land hereinafter mentioned and
asy
being in the Town' of Wingham for the arrears respectively due togetherthere-
upon_with costs, I ;do hereby' give notice that unless the said ar-
rears and costs be sooner paid I shall, on Saturday; the 6th day of_ July,-
A.D.
1929, at the hour of 10 o'clock in.the forenoon of that d''ey, in tine Town
Hall in te Town of Wingham in the County of Huron, sell by Public Auc-
tion so mulchof the said, lands as may be sufficient to discharge thetaxes
and all charges incurred in and about the said sale and the collection of the
same.
No. Description
Years in Arrears Taxes Costs Total Name of Patented
p
Arrears Party' • or,unpat:
_ � ~ • assessed crated :
$109.32$14.25 23'.57 Marion Pat'd.
12, 13 &' 14 x925-26-27-28 " $1
1. McIntoshJohnston
MIStreet •
South 13.47 91.96 C. M. Peed
6',._ ... ` 1925=26-2?=28 $ 78,49 $ $ Walker
2: Lots4,5&-,
Part Lot B, 12 - 1926-27-28 $ 20.18 $ 12.01 $ 32.19:Max Rhum Pat.
Dated at Wingharn this,27th day of March, A, D. 1929,
W. A. GAI::BRAITH,
'T'reasurer, Town of Wingham.
Descending a Few Steps to Give I•iet
a Hand
coming up. I will show you the way
through the' woods and the lane will
leadyou direct to the landing. ' Ino
that way. Wait: for rate."
He crossed from thepiazza-t'b the
top of the rocky cliff and waited to.
assist -her, descending with difficulty
a ,'few steps to give' her a hand when
she had gained that height. -
"Nice little shack," he said, tapping
the corner of the' Little club .s theypassed. "Were you sketching it?"
"No, I; was sketching- Oh, •listen':"'
Gay ;stopped short, and turned toward
him eagerly. A sudden longing for
sympathy, for understanding, the' re_.
action of one of her own kind in her
emotional strain, overwhelmed he".
In a"torrent of words, ,staring darkly
into his interested eyes, Gay told hili
the,whole story: of the body:that .had
come to her on the waves, the•vio t-rC
in the temple, the „fine white hands;
'how she had gone for help, and re -
tarried to find it -gone.
"By George, what a story," he said
th ughtftilly, ""I supposethe ticic
carried it' out while you' were''awit?"
"Well, you see," she admitted fai:•
ly, ",the tide really couldn't. I pulled
the body above the water line..' The
tide didn't reach. him, That's the.
strangest thing about' it."
He put oi-it his hand, deeply biter
ested, for the; sketch, and she, showed
it eage•ly, -herreyes still fixed open
his sympathetic face,
"Oh,George, tl",it'fine work,"
Olt, by G g r }4 is ,
he S warmly. said, y arml.. "What "'a hand',:
What a face! -613, 'nonesense, you
could never make up such a figure, -.1.
coursey oft saw it, What' are yo,i
g6
gin r to do with this?"
"I shall send it to the police depart.-
tient, I
,think. That boybelongsto.
,
someroY
d ." Perhaps the police can
ttace hind. Perhaps it will relieve
"Somebody took him', away while
I"was g4ne," site said in a low voice`,:
•"I was' not fooling yott. I left l ien
right here. ,See, the sand is wet from
where he lay," •
"It splashed from the surf, he.
said,
"I put his hand on his breast; and
tray handkerchief I spread over his
face. Captain, do you think I'm
crazy'?" she demanded "indignantly,
"No, Gay, no, I don't thinl'.you're
crazy," he said stoutly. "But you
hadn't.'ought to live alone. It a'n't
gond.' for women, makes 'can queer
a'n't accordin' to nattle."
Gay smiled rather wanly, "1 ant
h
sorry for,ittl the trouble 1 have caused
you. I am sure you know that;I had
no desire to deceive you, deliberately,
I
am very sorry, Wilt : you go home
now,and leave me? i have my sketch
padY
in nr. pocket. I amgoing .tn.
draw the'faee (torn memory, and per-
haps you will recognize it, I want to
it while do
hil, it is all fresh in illy
thought," a
The Captain 'demured, but Gay
f
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ocean steamer service to the world 'and the re -founding
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"Mauretania," but also added anoter chapter to
Canada's pioneer role in the History of transportation..
This year the Canadian Service of the Cunard Line
brought; to Canada for, its first exhibition the enorm-
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