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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1926-12-16, Page 8BUSINESS CARDS WELLINGTON MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE CO, Established 184o, Head Office, Guelph, Ont. Risks taken on all classes of inSttr- ance at reasonable rates. ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wingham J. W. DODD Office in Chisholm Block FIRE, LIFE, ACCIDENT AND HEALTH --- INSURANCE ---. AND REAL ESTATE P. O. Box 36o Phone 240: WINGHANI, - ONTARIO DUDLEY HOLES BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC Victory and Other Bonds Bought a sold. Office—Meyer Block, Itk WTNGHAIIM ADVANCE -TIMES • Thursday, Decermber x6th, x926:. it EAU QESTV. • By Percival Christopher Wren THE GREATEST MYSTERY STORY EVER WRITTEN FIRST READ THIS cracks them. Unequal expansion of The three Geste brothers, John, the carbon and the wood, I suppose. Digby and Michael, are inseparable in : you ought to scrape it out once a their boyhood and youth. Michael month or so." or "Beau" is the leader. They litre He seated himself opposite to me with their aunt, Lady Brandon in En- and sprawled in the low chair, . with more would She dislike arid'' despise him then; She might forbid him the house. Michael rose. "You really will?" he asked. "If I go and get it now, you'11 take it strai- ght to Aunt Patricia and say you pin- ched it for a lark?" "Only too glad of the chance, Beau," I answeerd,. "To get the bea- stly business over and done with and forgetten-and the girls and Gussie and Digby out of the silly mess." "H'ni said Michael, sitting down. "You would, eh?" "And might I ask!' you a question gland. Lady Brandon owns the his knees higher than his head, or two, John?" he went on. ' "Blue Water," a valuable . sapphii. e. "Oh, I like a well -caked pipe," I "What were you doing with your One evening Lady Brandon,; the Chap- replied. "Nuttier and cooler. hand on the glass cover when I put. lain, :Claudia, Isobel, Michael, Augus- "Ah, well! So long as you can af- my, hand on it last night?" tus Brandon aid John are together ford to crack your pipes," he said laz- "Waiting to catch the ass that was and someone suggests a look at the ily, and sat silent for a minute or returning the 'Blue Water,' " I re- plied. "H'm! Why did yon want to cat- ch .hint?,, "Because °I had twice been accused of the fool trick—just because I was standing close to the table when the light failed." "So- you were, too And what were you doing downstairs last night when I% found you in the hall?"' "Looking for the key, Beau, As I told you," I answered. "And what did you want the key for?" "To see whether the sapphire had been put back—and to get some pea- ce of mind and sleep, if it had. • "Did you + go into the drawing. room?„ "No," I answered. "Why not?" "What meed? I took it for granted that you had returned it," replied I. "H'm," said Michael. "Suppose a vote were taken among the eight of us, as to who is likeliest to be the thief, who do you suppose would top the poll?' "Augustus," I stated promptly. "Do you think he is the culprit? asked my brother. nd i precious gena . Lady. Brandon brings two. lit out They were looking at it when I was quite under his spell again, • Wingham Ithe lights go out and when they are and had to keep whipping my feelings again turned on the sapphire has dis- up into a state of resentment and dis- appeared. Everyone disclaims any gust tomaintain them in the con- . VA. STONE BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC, Money to Loan at Lowest Rates Wingham, Ontario Jr A. MORTON BARRISTER, ETC. Wingham, - Ontario DR. G. II. ROSS bicS Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons Graduate University of Toronto. Faculty of Dentistry Office Over H. E. Isard's Store. knowledge of its disappearance. Lady dition that common justice demanded. Brandon gives the person who took It he ii ere going to restore the sap- it until the next day to return it, but phire that evening as, he had hinted,. the next day it is still missing: why on earth couldn't he have done it just now? For the natter of that, why on earth couldn't lie have return- ed it last night when he went to the with. Michael and going on Angus- drawing -room? Why "had he ever de-- tus: I nied taking the thing at all? "Very well, then," she went on. "No "Well, son, what about it?" he said one leaves the house, and no one suddenly. breathes a word of this to anyone ( 'Yes, what about in Beau?" .I re - NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Once again her scornful glance swept us in turn, this time beginning but the eight people who already know plied of .it.. . . ." "Except to a detective or the police, of course," she added with an omin- ous note and a disdainful edge to her voice. "The Chaplain is still ill," she concluded, "and I don't wonder at it," She turned : and walked to the door, Before opening it, she faced us once again. "Have you anything to say—Mich- ael?" she asked . "Leave the girls outrof it—and Au- gustus," he replied. "Have you anything to say, Digby?" "No, Aunt. Awful sorry,. and all that," replied. Digby, and I seemed to see his lips forming the words, "No, no. Gobble and go. ` . ." "John?" and she looked even more disdainful, I thought. "No, Aunt—except that I agree with Michael, very strongly," I answered. "Augustus?" "It's a damned shame. . " blus- tered Augustus. "Very helpful," Lady Brandon cut him short with, cruel contempt, "Claudia?" "No, Aunt." "Isobel?" "No Aunt," answered Isobel. "But please, please wait another day and." " . And give the thief time to dispose of it, were you going to say?" interrupted Aunt (Patricia. , She opened the door. "Then that is all, is it?" she asked. "No one has anything to say?. Very well!" and she went out, closi ing the door quietly behind her. "I hate skiIly and loathe picking oakum, don't you Ghastly?" remarked Digby conversationally, as we stared, at each other in utter consternation. "You foul, filthy, dirty cads," splutt- ered Augustus, looking from Digby to me and then to Michael. "Cuts no ice, Gus . Shut it," said Michael in a perfectly friendly voice, and added, "Run along and play if you can't be serious: . . Come with me, John,'' and turning to the girls, said, "Do me a favour, Queen Claudia and I+aithful. Hound." "Of course, said Isobel. "What is it?" asked Claudia. "Put this wretched business out of both your minds, by means of my absolute assurance and solemn prom- ise that it will be settled and cleared up to -day," "How?" asked. Claudia. "Oh, Michael, dear!" said Isobel and glanced at me, "Never mind how, for the ininute, Claudia," replied Michael; "Just be- lieve and rest assured. Before you go to bed' to -night, everything' will be as clear as crystal." "Or as blue. as sapphire," said Dig- by, and added, "By Jove! I've got an idea! A theory!. . ,My dog Joss got alarmed at the sadden darkness; jump- ed on a chair to avoid the crush,.wag- ged his tail to show faith and hope, knocked over the cover, reversed his engine, and smelt round to see what he'd done, found nothing and yawned in boredom -rand inhaled the 'Blue Water," "Perhaps he was thirsty and drank the "Blue Water'?" amended Isobel. "Both very sound theories, .Sounder still if Joss had been inthe room," said Michael. "Corne, John," I followed my brother out into the hall. He led the way to his room, "'.fake a pew, Johnny, I would hold converse with thee on certain dark matters," he said des 'we entered. Having locked' the door, he put his tobacceitjar on the low table beside the low aria -chair in which I WAS sitting, "You le.tve the carbon cake tdiolong' nfi r° pipe," he said. "That's what W. R. 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"Eric or Little by, Little. A story ofschool life. .The Boy with the Marble Brow," murmured Michael, smiling. But his voice was very kind. . "This grows interesting, Johnny," he went on. "If I go and fetch the 'Blue' Water,' now, will you take it to Aunt Patricia and say, 'Alone I did ° it I cannot tell a lie. It is a far, far better thing I do "Those very words, Beau,": I grin- ned. "On condition you tell hie what the game was, and why you did such a damned silly thing." Thank God ,the wretched business was going to end—and yet, and yet • .. I felt . quite sure that Michael would not let me take the blame-- much lame-much as I would have preferred that the wretched feeling of our Michael being the object of Aunt Patricia's' scorn and contempt., The more she liked him and approved.him now, the DR. G. W.HOWSON DENTIST Office Over John Galbraith's Store "No, I do .not," I replied .signifi cantly. "Nor I," answered the enigmatic Michael. `"In faetkI know he's not." He sat silent, smoking reflectively for a few minutes. "Go through the list," he said sud- denly. "Would Aunt pinch her own jewel?" "Hardly," said I. "Would the Chaplain?" "Still less," said I. 'Would Claudia?" the asked next— almost anxiously, I fancied (absurdly no doubt), "Don't be a fool," I replied. "Would Isobel?" "Don't- be a cad," I said. "Would Digby?" "Utterly preposterous and absurd," I answered, of 'Would Augustus?" "I feel certain that he didn't, any- how, I answered. "Would you?" "I didn't, as . it happens," I assured him. "Would I?" "I should have thought you almost the last person in the 'world, Beau," I assured him. "Looks as though I did it then, doesn't it?" he asked. "Because if Augustus and Digby and you didn't by, "and forget it. Well f smuggle it do it—who the devil did, if I didn't back, and share Aunt's few well-chos Yes -it lookg as though I am the en words among us, won't we, Beau?" thief." "'What's the trouble, child, asked, "It does—to me only, though. No Michael. body else knows that -I found you "I've let Augustus take the blame downstairs," I said: "Why ; didn't all this time," she sobbed. yoti put it back then, Beau?" I asked. "Didn't notice him taking any," ob- "Wish I had," he said. served Digby. Must be a secret blame Then came -a bang at the door, taken, I suppose. "Who's here?" cried Michael. "Augustus is perfectly innocent and "Me," bawled the ungi'amnzatical I could have proved it, the moment Digby. Aunt began to question us last night. Michael unlocked the'door. 'A word from 'rhe would have saved "What's up?" he asked. i him from all suspicion—and I never "Isobel wants to speak to us three. said it," she went on. She's been looking for you two. A "Why, dear?" I asked her. thought has struck her. Blow seve c "Oh, I don't 'know, Ares, I do. but not fatal, All about the Painful It would have looked like exctilpat- Event. „ ing myself too,": she replied: "Be - 0 "Where is she?" asked Michael "I said I'd .lead you by the ear to the smoking -room at an ,early date- unless either of you had done a bunit with the loot," replied Digby. "Well—I haven't fled yet, but I shall want a Bradshaw after lunch," said lvlichael, adding, "Let's go and hear Isobel's great thought :Generally worth hearing." We went downstairs and made our way to the smoking -room. The brass box caught my eye, and an idea also struck fine with some violdnce, as 1 noticed that the lid ami front seem- ed brighter than the rest of it. "Don't expose hie het, John," said Michael as we crossed the hall, "John been catching you out?" ask- ed Digby. 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If you are entirely satisfied—payment can be made in cash or spread over 3 to 12 months for a slight charge. - Wingbtm Uti Utilities Commission THIS IS A BATTEaYLESS. YEAR—UNIFORM EVERLASTING POWER "Caught themboth in act : of better for not having adduced this bolting, Isobel," said Digby. "They've bit of 'evidence himself,' said I. each got a half. of the 'blue Water'— "Bless .the dear boy, said Digby, about a pint, apiece. But they are "and I searched all his little pockets, willing:: to hear your .words if you are I must find and forgive him." quick." '"Have ,.you told Claudia this?" ask - "Oh, I ani, so .miserable," moaned ed Michael ?lied Isobel. "But she Isobel " "I have been 'such a wicked, "Yes," re wicked beast. But 1 can't bear itany seems to think that I might be mis longer." taken.,, "Leave it_ with us, dear," said Dig- "'Which is abstbrd, of course," she added. "Well—friend Gussie- ought to be obliged to you,, both for hanging on to him in 4lie dark,and for remem- bering it, Isobel," said Michael. "Tell her at once and get it off your conscientious chest, Isobel," said. I. She looked at me long and miser- ably, almost apologetically I thought, and went •out of the room. "Say, . citizens;" -said •Digby as the door closed, "what I want to know is this. Who pinched this •here gem we're being bothered about? Officious and offensive fella, .1 consider -but Gussie now beinj;: out of it,, it must be one of us three. • ,Excuse my mentioning iy then, but me being out of it, it must be one of you two. Now sides, i' didn't know who had done unless .you really want the damned it. And it was more or less of a silly thing, I say, Tut it back.'' Practical joke last night. . .And of 1Vlichael and; I once again looked eotn se, I thought the person who had at each other, Michael'sface being taken it would sayso, or at least perfectly expressionless. put it back. But now --it's awful. And "I think of, bolting with I can't keep quiet any longer. I told Isobel just now," said thought I'd, tell you three \before I the told Atint.'> `Well—what is it, Faithful Hound?' aslced Ivtichael. "Wily, when the light went out— you know I said, 'Ghosts and Goblins and skeleton hands,' or something? Well, I half frightened '.myself and half pretended, and I clutched some- body's aria. Whenthe light went; rtp I found it was Augustus I was hugg- itig--anti let go quickly that nobody noticed, I suppose." t That settles it," said Digby. "It wvasn't poor Gussie, Couldn't have been," he added, "unless those two were one and dithit togethe.t.0 "Don't be an ass, Dig," I said, for poor' Isobel was really upset about it. "Oli, never!" said Digby, "Abso-, lutely never!" "Well>I liken ,our :Augustus all the it, as I Michael. "John going with his half too?" ,ask- ed Digby. ` t "No," replied Michael for Me. "I'm taking it all." • "Well, oldhorse," said Digby, look- ing at his watch, "could you go soon after lunch? I want to runup to • town to see a man about a dog, arid • Aunt seems to have other views for us -until the matter is cleared up. "Do my best to oblige," said•Mich-. ael, as 1 , quietly slipped from the room to carr' out the idea which had' occurred to me as I crossed the hall,. I went to the brass 'box. Finger- prints were very fiintly discernible on: its highly polished lid and front Going to the wash basin in the room open- ing off the neighboring corridor, .I' damped my handkerchief, and .rubbed soap, hard, on the wet surface. 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