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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1929-10-10, Page 6f 7t WINQHA; ADVANCE -TIME$ Thursday, October loth, 19201 Wellington' Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Head Office, Guelph, Ont. Established 1840 Risks taken on all class of insur- ince at reasonable rates. ABNER COSEN• S, Agent, Wingham J. W. DODI Office in Chisholm Black FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND HEALTH INSURANCE AND REAL ESTATE P. O. Box 360 Phone 240 WINGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office—Meyer Block, .Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. VANSTONE BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC. Money to Loan at Lowest Rates. Wingham, Ontario J. A. MORTON 1 BARRISTER, ETC. Wingham, Ontario DR. G H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store H. W. COLBORN,E, M. D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. R. Successor to Dr. W. R, HambIy Phone 54 Wingham DR. ROBT. C. REDMOND :M.R.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Lond.) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON DR. R. L. STEWART Graduate 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 rice over John. Galbraith's Store. F A. PARKER OSTEOPATH Ali piseasts Treated Office Adjqining ,residence next to Anglican Church on Centre Street, Sundays by epi q nittiept. Osteopatlly Ley Phone 272, Hours, 9 n.m: tp $ Pan-. 1 P. 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. All business confidential. Phone, 601-18. J. AL'VIN FOX Registered Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC AND DRUGLESS PRACTICE ELECTRO -THERAPY Hours: 2-5, 7-8, or by appointment. Phone 191. 1 D. H. McINNES` of Clinton CHIROPRACTOR ELECTRO THERAPIST Office: Queens Hotel Monday and Friday Evenings GEORGE A. SIDDAL BROKER — Money to lend on firstand second mortgages on fartn, and other real es- tate properties at a reasonable rate of interest, also on first Chattelmort- gages on stock and on personal notes. A few farms on hand for sale or to rent on easy terms. Phone 73. Lucknow, Ont. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A thorough knowledge of Farm Stock Phone 231, , Wingham RICHARD B. JACKSON AUCTIONEER Phone 613r6, Wroxeter, or address R. R. 1, Gorrie. Sales conducted any- where and satisfaction guaranteed. George Walker, Gorrie, cat arrange dates. DRS. A. J. et A. W. IRWIN DENTISTS Office MacDonald Block, Wingham, A. J. 'WALKER FURNITURE E AND PIINERA SgEVIOE A. '. Walker Licensed Funeral Director and Etnialtner. Office Phone 106. Rest 224,. fittest Limousine Pitheral Coach. RED HAI AND BL.:E SE $L Ra O ILLUSTRATIONS BY HENRY Y fi.�Fi con:M(3 T m MARX Es ECMTacr sores CHAPTER I HAND OF THE GENII When the square sun -browned hand with the lace mitt upon it was thrust from the outer darkness in through the port of her cabin aboard the' yacht Rainbow, Miss` Palmyra Tree had been lying, for sometime, with eyes closed. And then, when she opened her eyes at last, it was to discover the sinewy sun -browned hand with the black lace mitt upon it. The hand had come thrusting in frgm outside the yacht. The girl became. aware only just in time to see it raised, seemingly in benediction. For an in- stant the hand remained thus. Then it receded, grasped the lower edge of the opening as if supporting a body, let go and disappeared: The girl sat back, seriously disturb- ed. Her first thought had been that a seaman was overside on some dan- gerous duty, that he was swept away. She would have given the alarm: But she had restrained herself on a posi- tive perception that the hand was not torn from its, grasp. It had delib- erately let go. And there had been no cry. The girl laughed uncertainly in' a growing appreciation of this last cir- cumstance. The apparition had been silent as a ghost. Was it really a hand at all, or only a dream? It seemed' very real,' but she'd had only an instant. . . . Again Palmyra laughed; this time in musical mirth. Yes, when one thought it over, the whole vision had borne that exagger- ated impressiveness common to most dreams. As she opened her eyes the hand appeared to be rising above her in a gesture, warning: a something. of ineffable portent. Palmyra shivered once again in the chill air. She slammed shut the port. Then she dived back into her covers; drew. them up to her chin. With the chiming of five bells of trig r'iio rning watch—half past six o' - el tang=bite gjrl awoke to a serious mood. '.tri Mit: '`f Why this voyage? .+,tj•, v. ., She could not doubt it had in some ing before. She shot a glance toward Captain Pedersen's hands. Big and•square enough; heaven knew, but fiery red and flaxen bristled. At the' wheel stood one Johannsen, his huge paws gripped on the spokes. A scarlet bal- let girl danced, disqualifyingly, on the back of one and of the other the index finger was missing. Presently seven bells came, with - breakfast for the whole crew, so that she was able to scrutinize, not only the men who had been on deck, but also those of the watch below. "But Captain Pedersen," she asked at last: "the apparition of the cabin had seemed very dark skinned—have- n't we still a Jap or .a Mexican a- board, or maybe a colored chef?" The sailing master shook his head.• The girl 'hurried away to'her cabin to make sure those prints had been real. The nonreality of everything on deck had quieted her alarm. She was glad now that some instinct had kept her from explaining, Of all on board, she alone knew. Palmyra began to giggle in the. most juvenile fashion.'"Never be- fore," thought she, "except in the theatre or between the covers of a book, have I come within hailing dis- tance of adventure. But how, with the yacht scarcely out of sight of 7�9 ORN cracy, he had an almost hereditary distaste for the dinginess and grime of the under places. Give him ever the prepared and proper stage of Iife. There, indeed, he could be a sure and gracious figure. Palmyra' assented. "I go," she said, " but I shall return. I like these lower regions; so still,'so dark, so mysterious. I shall return—" she paused significantly "tonight. I shall come back, . . ." "She means," interpreted Van, "to sneak pickles and ham, chicken and jam for"one real uninterrupted. . ." The girl laughed. "As you have. said: with food and drink,: 'I. shall return at the sacred hour of mid- night." id night " She gave them a covert glance. But, unaware of the hand, of that hidden presence, neither Thurston nor the` others realized that her, to them, idle chatter held any purpose of return. They moved to go. And once more there came from out the dark that stealthy wraith of sound—intimidating, sinister. Midnight. ferent it was down here 1 Palmyra swung the bulkhead door open. Now that she was alone, how dif- ; t re darlc- 15 And then, when she opened her sinewy sun -browned Iland with the had come: thrgsting in fnetu ,oi tsid way to do with Van Buren Rutger, land,; fascinating mystery makes its presence known." John Thurston. For she had seen a great deal of those two while the family, from Boston, had been in Southern California. When Mrs. Crawford and the Wampold sisters and Dennis McCar- thy and Constance Crawford had come idling up the coast in the Rain- bow, the girl had not suspected. But. five days' later her parents were bund- ling her aboard—without any explan- ation that explained—and the family was bound, at least for Honolulu, per- haps even Japan. Had Van alone been asked as a fellow voyageur she would have understood. But with John also here, she was at a loss. She was inclined to look upon this yachting as indelicate, brutal; penning her up, as on a stage, to play for them all an endless triangle of court- ship. As if in protest. there rose from the main. cabin the earnest voice of John Thurston, followed by the gay Laugh of Van Buren Ranger. Before her the strong interesting face of Thurston formed itself, What a splendid quality of brain and •will and courage; to have forced oneself up, at thirty, from nothing at'all to re- cognition in one's profession. But shortly his features were replaced by the handsome highbred visage of his rival. Van,' she defended, had done none of this because there was none to do. And her` parents, in favoring him, had her happiness as their sole consideration, Warned by the voices that is was time to dress, Palmyra jumped out And only now, did she think of the hand she had seen. She had dismissed the appearance pre as a dream, but it seemed so real now that when she had clothed herself she climbed upon the berth for another look through the port, Sending down to gaze out,she'be- tame aware of a 'something on the polished metal of fire 'oporiittg that caused her to start back in surprise. p the print'of moist and dirty :fingers. She sat, astonished. Vile 'hand, then, had been na ream, *but real. flesh and blood? Palmyra had an unexpected sdirse of evil. She jumped down and har- ried for the companionway to inves- tigate, The girl til, �only t was a moment in verifying her tenpressidn of the eveti In the not remote past this girl had been a devoted reader of Treas- ure Island. And today, startled by her sudden realization of responsib- ility in this new and adult problem of Van an John, she was in a mood to flee away back to those irrespon- sible days. So, as she jumped up on the berth again, she was demanding that pir- ates .lurk aboard. "Yes, undoubted- ly," she affirmed, "they have mistak- en the yacht for a treasure seeker." The girl sat staring at the finger- prints. She was serious again. Ought she to tell Captain Peder- sen, Mrs. Crawford? She sat for •a time, disturbed, Then, all at once,. a laugh. Her expression became om- inously mischievous, "I must," she announced, "see. our pirate chief at once and alone, for a very special and secret reason." Palmyra was searching the Rain- bow. She had penetrated as: far, in the 'tween-decks, as the space set aside kr the heavy baggage of the. guests. • Van and John and the Wanipoids, who had followed her, stood cling- ing one to another, laughingly puz- zled at the way she had poked and peered into dark corners. Van .regarded her'severely. "Real- ly," he said; "really I marvel at any - ate trying to, examine the fabric of a yacht without a microscope. Such superficiality. Deplorable," The others: laughed, but not the girl. As she had' reached out for a'` big trunk a dip of the Ranbow drove her, extended hand on and down over. Her fingers cane rather awfully, into contact 'wvith a something waren.tinil furt:y, but solid.. And ---the some- thing 'tnovedi "Last night," she said a little 'br eatlilessly, "1 felt like Aladdin. But now, ,now 'it's Ali Paha. Ali Baba,. and a thief -1 •J1iean •a citrate bdli]nil every one of these trunks, Every one." "A ltiiralte?" 'Van "waa commenting, Ming, "Then, let's go. ''1 shouldn't want 'to walk the 'plank till I'd had my ltea." The tone was light% lint he was, for the second time in five minutes, dusting with a handkel`chief at his" hands. Porn to the e American ar•isto- eyes at last, it . was to discover the black lace mitt upon it The hand The yacht. a 'i]f? t x t?. Hess Menacing, alive with groaning whispers ' of sound, yet empty save for that unseen presence: She was, unexpectedly, a little afraid. But she had her definite purpose.. Palmyra entered, placed 'sandwich- es, a bottle of water, an electric torch on the deck, Then she shut the heavy door. "Here I am,". she announced cheer- ily. Silence. She. got up, waited, the torch cast- ing a moon of light upon the food and water. In the center. of the spotlight were two feet. They were small, encased in button shoes. They dangled,ajuv- enilely,.six inches from the deck, For a moment she thought that here was a boy. But as the disk of illumination moved upward it revealed the body of a man, small plump; dressed in a way one :night associate with the race track, ringside.., The checked suit, fancy vest, bright tan gloves, above all the walking stick, were tudi- crously arnnautical. The face now broke into a grin and the man said: "I ask you, lady, is it' fair, t'keep: the hove to' under yer light, when I can't make out a line o' yer rig?" She took up the water and sand- wiches and put these on' the trunk next to that on' which She sat. Then *he backed away to a seat opposite, turned the torch upon them. One of the gloved hands snatched up the water, and he drank eagerly, "Not every lady," - he went on ad» rniringly, " would lay below at Mid- night t'fei•ret out a stowaway." As the Rainbow drove into atto't ' er sea there cattle again That fettered. clink and clank of iron away ':aonie- wltere in the dark, At the sound Palmyra stirred with a returning d7is- rftiiet, vague but 'insistent that could scarcely have been a response to any- 'thing ny- `thing' in fire man's tome. She shifted the light 'to his'fate. "Why are' you aboard? she Ant/tend- ed. Ile hesitated.: "Because," he ex- plained presently', "I'd sooner be here than in the cold, cold grave. Not," he added with a shiver which Set the plump eheeks attewnble,, "that I ain't cold here, too," "Graver Grave.. enquired' Palmyra, "Bullet," ex sine h t , fti c1 the .stowaway, The girl smiled invisibly, She d not think anyone would feel it ne essary to shoot such a plump litt titan. "As for who I ani," he continue "I'm asking you, lady; do y'know t Line? The Line islands, I mean—t Gilberts, Marshalls, Carolines?" She shook her head, Then rea]i ing be could not see, added a spok negative. "If y'was knowing t'the Line, lad you'd savvy Ponape Burke. Nam after the biggest o'. the Carolines b admirers-" a'titter "and also the as is not so admiring. As I says b fore, I follow the sea. Master o' 0 own craft." Palmyra was amused,sceptica "but why. . . .," "I'm stowed away cause I- had t make my westing quiet! If th yacht puts back with me," he adde "I'm a corpse. That's why I than you. Y''kept still and those hou counted. Now she'll more likel hold her course." The girl smiled delightedly. Onc again, Arabian Nights, ahoy! There had been, it seemed, a Chit ese merchant. of Bagdad—no, Ho olulu—who was sending a cargo t California that would . go under th hatches rice and tea but come ou coolies and opium.. He wanted .ju the right sort of man along to smug gle them through, and Ponape Burk who had been idling about the tow was chosen: "But, lady," he exclaimed earnes ly, "don't mistake. T sure meant .t play fair with Utincle Sam. - I plat reed both t'make a piece o'side Mone and do my plumb duty as a eitize by tipping off the contraband." His countenance beamed with en joynent of the intended coup; inno cent of any slightest perception o the shame of bad faith. As he went on, however, his feat ures turned ugly with disgust. Un cle Sam had proved an unbelievabl tightwad, •and the Orientals had dis covered Burke's attempt, They ha set gunmen after him. And "for reason''—which the man did nut ex- plain—he was .conspicuous. "I could of laid up shore," he con- cluded, "but some ulavale devil Shanghaies any bankroll and leaven ane just plain • on the beach. So I stows away here." Palmyra • thought it safe to believe he might really have been 'robbed. "So, then," she inquired in a tone of regret, "you're not, after all, a pir- ate? 1; felt you might have heard the Rainbow was seeking buried treas- ure." Ponape Burke shot a look of in- terest in her direction. Then, appar- ently annoyed that for even a mo- ment, he could have taken her ser- iously, he voiced a protest. Presently: "Miss, why did y'lay be- low here? She had lain below mischievously to consult a buccaneer. So, "I'rn sorry you don't smack more of the Spanish Main," was what she said., 'Then he asked: "But what did y' have in mind? Maybe we could do better'n y'think." . Palmyra shook her head invisibly, Oh, no," she said, "you're not at 11 the sort." But she explained. When she had found there was some- ne aboard, she recalled a popular omedy: a burglar entrapped; all un- nown to the others, with a house arty under guard in quarantine; nu nd of mystery, excitement, before e'd been discovered. "And I hoped." he concluded, "we could get up a ttle plot. Something piratical, thril- y. But," she added resignedly, "not one would be scared at you," From the dark there came a ,pro- nged chuckle. "Well," hesitated uike at length, "if y'insist on pir res. . , . But why not Sallie stunt' little more _genteel? A concert ay;know a lot a' native songs." In sample he gave her a phraser chanting fragment, rythm withottt usic; low -voiced words, mellifluous, olysyllabic. "There," he concluded with, a touch f pride, "Something. like that." But the girl scorned minstrelsy. He relapsed into the laugh—to her citation. "Pirates it �is;" he assent-, d. "And even if yer, bunch ain't cart o' rue, maybe we could frame ni up a startle, Wouldn't be a bit. tu•prised. Not a bit,'' PIe was much mused. She remained unconvinced and he ug'hed again, 'There was silence for an interval, hen, "D'y' know' where the gang - ay is y'camc in at?" he asked un- xpectedly, The girl 'looked puzzled, toward in; turned her gaze in the direction f the door. "`fres," she said won - crinkly, '"/ know exactly where it a 0 c k 1> e l� s li 1 a Ip l3 a a a m 1) 0 it s 'c 51 lx C •lei 0 a„ is. “Then," said Ponape Burke, "just give it one flash with yer torch." The girl was, suddenly again, a little afraid. Hark? Was that a sound of Burke, moving? Iter thtrii,b touched the torch. As a lightning flash, its ray shot for- ward, landed full upon the plunip vest, the chubby infantile face, Burke .. Wray' you should, ANSWER ,�,( ��++ 1�T'S�' R i'RC3MI''I`Lt� TY the time this woman, finishes her harm of U bridge and reaches the telephone the party calling will have given up. The tardy bridge - player will be told "Sorry -.. there's no one on the line now, Madam". Both of them will be annoyed= -the person calling and the person called. Both of thein have wasted time. Retnember-pit takes three to complete a There are over one million local calls in Ontario and Quebec every day which fail to get through. These uncompleted calls mean two million min- utes a day wasted --congestion of traffic -constant irritation --a handicap to business. Some of them are unavoidable and some of theca are our own errors. But many of them are mis- takes made by the person calling or the person Called. It takes three people to complete a call. We are constantly striving to reduce our own errors. We are now pointing out some of the common errors in telephone usage because our aim is to provide the'best possible telephone ser- vice and in telephone service, co-operation is essential. Answer promptly when your telephone rings. If it is not conveniently located in your home, con- sult as about it. And when you make a call, wait a reasonable time before giving' up and causing a• . "No oneonthe line sow". "Extensive new construe- • tion and replacements of both local and long dig - tattoo telephone' plant will ' mean an outlay xn .1929 of more than $27,000,000. still sat on the trunk. Again darkness; impenetrable, in- timidating.'' Before Burke could have moved, she whirled toward the entry, switch- ed on the light. The shaft leaped across, and then in its circle, vivid against the door, there sprang into being a savage face:. Wild, copper -hued, it held rigid as. jungle lion caught by photo -flash- light. Under a great mat of hair, fierce staring eyes, grinning lips drawn back from two rows of square teeth that clamped upon the blade, of a ten -inch knife. It was not the face of Burke. It was not •the face ' of a white man. Continued next week) PRIZE WINNERS GORRIE FAIR (Continued from, page 3.) Water color, marine view—Mrs. C. R. Copeland, Mrs. Savage: Collec- tion water color paintings—Mrs. Sav- tan, Bessie Cowan. Children 9 and 10 years old—Jack Newton 2nd: Children 8 and ,under—Bessie Cowan. Special—Best sample of .hand -writ- ing ---Janet Ruttan, WROXE'TER Miss Mary Harris is spending the. week with friends at Seaforth. Miss Annie Munroe, who is teach- ing at'St. Catharines spent the week- end with her mother here. Mr. Bob White and Mr. Purdie of Detroit spent a few days withthe former's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Neil Wh ite. Mr. and Mrs. Staples, late of the West, - have moved into the home lately vacated by Mr. Wm. Dodds. Mr. Geo. Gibson who has spent the summer in the West, returned home on Friday. Rev. Byron Simmons, and Mrs. Simmons who are on a motor trip. from the West, visited his brother age, Mrs. J., .Musgrove, Collection C W. Simmons Howick and h' oil paintings—Mrs. C. Willits, Mrs. Savage. Crayon Sketch in colors -- A. Spence, Mrs. Savage. Pencil drawing—Mrs. Savage; Mrs, C. R. Copenland, Postal Design Mrs. Savage. Sealing wax art—Mrs, C. R. Copeland. China, hand painted, real- istic design—Mrs. J. Musgrove, An- nie Ranton, China, handpainted, conventional design -Annie Ranton, Mrs. Savage. China, hand painted, salad bowl—Annie,Ranton. 2 cups and saucers -Annie Ranton, Mrs. J. Musgrove. Reed work—Mrs. Chas. Willits, Geo. Dane. Children's •Work, Miscellaneous Tea towels—Mrs. C. R. Copeland, Mrs. J. Musgrove, Nellie Ruttan;: White apron -Janet Ruttan, D. Ed- wards. Knitted wash cloth—R. J, Sanderson. Handkerchief, crochet edge—Mrs. C. R. Copeland, Hand towel—Mrs. ,C. ; R. Copeland. Doll's quilt -W. Pike, E. Deinmerling, Darning stockings -E. Demmerling, W. R. Faiun• Button holes -E.' Dem - marling, R. ,J. Sanderson, Mrs, J. Musgrove, ` Doll dressed—Mrs. Steve King, Dorothy Edwards,. Mrs, J. Musgrove, Loaf bread --H. P. Doug- las, Mildred Baker, 73eatrice'Weber. Apple Pie --Janet Ruttan, F. R. Lynn Mrs. r, Musgrove. Biscuits -F, :CZ. 'Lynn, W. Pike, Mildred l3aker. Oat meal Cookies—Mildred Baker, F,•R, i ye n, Mrs. 3. Musgrove, Layer Cake --Mildred Baker, Mrs, J. Mus- grove, W. Pike. Water color draw- ing—E. Denimerling, Janet Ruttan, Beatrice Weber, Pencil Drawing-.. Janet Ruttan, E. Demmerling, Col- ored Posters ---Mildred Baker,. Dor- othy Edwards, V. Zimmerman. Es- say --Janet Ruttan, 1r. Demnierling. Article trade with jack knife --Earl Baker, I;,. Denirnerlitrg, W. R, Faliis. Collection of leaves•—R. Baker, Mfrs, 3, Musgrove, Dorothy Edwards. Guinea, Pigs--�•1:)or, Edwards. Rab- °bits• -,-R, ;J. Sanderson; 1 and 2. Pentnan:ship 13 and 14 -.., Children 3 years, old E. Demmerling, Beatrice Weber. Chil- dren 11 and 12 years oldu--Janet Rut- , n hi srs ter, Mrs. W. G. Patterson, Wroxeter.. Mr. Philip who has a position in Toronto was home' over Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. 5. R. ` Wendt spent Sunday in" Mitchell visiting Mr.. Weudt's sister. Mr. Lloyd. McMichael and Mr, T. Martin motored up from Toronto. Friday night to take in the Howick Fall Fair. The new bridge will soon be com- pleted, the floor was completed this, week and side walls are being built,. but a lot of filling-in will be required. before traffic can go over it. Mrs. Thomas Walker has, sold her' property on Queen N, West, to Mr. David Breckenridge of Grey Town- ship:' Friends of Miss Dorothy Robin- son of Saskatqon who visited here. this summer, will be ,pleased to know that she has been appointed Captain of a new contingent of Girl Guides, recently organized at All Saint's. Mission, Saskatoon. Miss Robinson has the, honor of being the youngest; captain, in the province of Saskatch- ewan, • Mr, and. Mrs, George Allan have returned from Rochester, after, vis icing their son, Dr, Frank, of the. Mayo Clinic staff, ' Miss Janet, who accompanied them. '' has returned to. Queen's University, Kingston, where. she will be in charge 'of one of the, girls' residences, Mr. Milvert .Sellers has returned: home after visiting a couple of weeks. nix Kitchener. Miss Dorothy McTavishis visiting p g the sum -I( at her hotne after s endni lto r mer at Bigwin. 11' ,,:r Miss Ann Monro of St. Catharines`; spent the week -end withher motheri' Mrs, Janet Munro. BIRTHS Deyell—ln Wingham General bias tal, on Septetnber 7th, 1929, to`" and Mrs, Gordon Deyelf, a day tern--Iill%an M:'arleTint;,.