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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1929-08-23, Page 7113)2. IF. J. 3. 'ORVIMP, Eye, Ear, IkTeee t444 VIlagoQt 1 Graduate in Mediciee, thnitimiV eronto. Late assistant New York Ophthel- Mei and Aural Institute, Mooretield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- *ale, Lendon, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. Phone 267, Stratford. . Next visit in September. RUPTURE SPECIALIST Rupture, Varicocele, Varicose Veins Abdominal Weakness, Spinal Deform- ity. Consultation Free. Call or vrrite. J. G. SMITH, British Appli- ance Specialist, 15 Downie St., Strat- ford, Ont. 3202-25 LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN HUGGA D Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public, Etc. Beattie Block - Seaforth, Ont, R. S. HAYS Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to Roan. 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By EDGAR WALLA.CE (Continued from last week) •Margaret Belman left her o ce one evening and, walking to the corner of Westminster Bridge and the Embank- ment, looked around for Mr. Reeder. Usually, if his business permitted, he was to be found hereabouts, though of late the meetings had been very few, and when she had seen him he was usually in the company of two glum men who seated themselves on either side of him. She let one car pass, and had de- cided to catch the second which was coming slowly along the Embankment when a parcel dropped at her feet. She looked round to see a pretty, well-dressed woman swaying with closed eyes, and had just time to catch her by the arm before she half collapsed. With her arm round the woman's waist she assisted her to a seat providentially placed hereabouts. "I'm so sorry -thank you ever so much. I wonder if you would call me a taxi?" gasped the fainting lady. She spoke with a slightly foreign accent, and had the indefinable man- ner of a great lady; so Margaret thought. Beckoning a cab, she assisted the woman to enter. "Would you like me to go home with you?" asked the sympathetic girl. "It would be good of you," mur- mured the lady, "but I fear to incon- venience you -it was so silly of me. My address is 105, Great Claridge Street." She recovered sufficiently on the journey to tell Margaret that she was Madame Lemaire, and that she was the widow of a French banker. The beautiful appointments of the big house in the most fashionable part of Mayfair suggested that Madame Lemaire was a woman of some wealth A butler opened the door, a liveried footman brought in the tea which Madame insisted on the girl taking with her. "You are too good. I cannot be thankful enough to you, mademoiselle. I must know you better. Will you come one night to dinner? Shall we say Thursday?" Margaret Belman hesitated. She was human enough to be impressed by the luxury of her surrountlings, and this dainty lady had the appeal of refinement and charm which is so difficult to resist. "We will dine tete a tete, and af- ter -some people may come for dancing. Perhaps you have a friend you would like to come?" Margaret smiled and shook her head. Curiously enough, the word "frienda-, suggested only the rather awkward figure of Mr. Reeder, and somehow she could not imagine Mr. Reeder in this setting. When she came out into the street and the butler had closed the door behind her, she had the first shock of the day. The object of her thoughts was standing on the opposite side of the road, a furled umbrella hooked to his arm. "Why, Mr. Reeder!" she greeted him. "You had seven minutes to spare," he said, looking at his big -faced watch. "I gave you half an hour - you were exactly twenty-three min- utes and a few odd seconds." "Did you know I was there?" she asked unnecessarily. "Yes -I followed on. I do not like 'Mrs. Annie Feltham -she calls her- self Madame something or other. It is not a nice club." "Club!" she gasped. Mr. Reeder nodded. "They call it the Muffin Club. Cur- ious name-eurious members. It is not nice." She asked no further questions, but allowed herself to be escorted to Brockley, wondering just why Ma- dame had picked upon her as a likely recruit to the gaieties of Mayfair. And new occurred the succession of incidents which at first had so puz- zled Mr. Liski. He was a busy man, and almost regretted that he had not postponed putting his plan of opera- tion into movement. That he had fail- ed in one respect he discovered when by accident, as it seemed, he met Mr. Reeder face to face in Piccadilly. "Good morning, Liski," said Mr. Reeder almost apologetically. "I was so sorry for that unfortunate contretemps, but believe me I bear no malice. And whilst I realize that in all .probability you do not share my sentiments, I have no other wish than to live on the friendliest terms with you." Liski looked at him sharply. The old man was getting stared, he thought. There was almost a trem- ble in his anxious voice when he put forward the olive branch. "That's all right, Mr. Reeder," said Mo, with his most charming smile. "I don't hear any malice either. Af- ter all, it was a silly thing to say, and you have your duty to do." He went on in this strain, string- ing platitude to platitude, and Mr. Reeder listened with evidence of growing relief. "The world is full of sin and trou- ble," he said, shaking his head sad- ly, "both in high and low places vice is triumphant, and virtue thrust, like the daisies, underfoot. You don't keep chickens, do you, Mr. Liski?" Mo Liski shook his head. "What a pity!" gighed Mr. Reed- er. "There is so much one can learn from the domestic fowl! They are an object lesson to the unlawful. I often wonder why the Prison Com- missioners do not allow the convicts at Dartmoor to engage in this harm- less and inatruetive hobby. I was saying to Mr. Pyne early this morn- ing, 'when they raided the Mu n Club -what a quaint title it has-" "Raided the Muffin C1utb?' sald Ho quickly. "What, do you mean? I've heard nothing about that." "Ton wouldn't. That kind of in- etitlition Would hardly appeal ti) you. Only quo thought it was best to raid the plEgee, thamh tea go 4d) 1imy* incurred the diepissAsInge young lady friengi o nl,wp wee invited to dimmer there to-rsorro night. As 1 say, Woke= , • " Now Me Liski knew that his pia had miscarried. Yet he was puezie by the man's attitude. "Perhaps you would like to corn down and see my Rua Orpingtoris Mr. Liski? I live in Brotkley. Reeder removed his glasses and glar ed owlishly at his companion, "Sa at nine o'clock to -night; there is much to talk about. At the saw time, it would add to the comfort o all concerned if you did not arrivee- um-conspicuously: do you under derstand what I mean? I should no like the. people of my office, for ex ample, to know." A slow smile dawned on Liski's face. It was his faith that ail men had their price, whether it was paid in cash or terror; and this invitation to a secret conference was in a sense a tribute to the power he wielded. At nine o'clock he came to Brock- ley, half hoping that Mr. Reeder would go a little farther along the road which leads to compromise. But, strangely enough, the elderly detec- tive talked of nothing but chickens. He sat on one side of the table, his hands clasped on the cloth, his voice vibrant with pride as he spoke of the breed that he was introducing to the English fowl -house, and, bored to ex- tinction, Mo waited. "There is something I wanted to say to you, but I fear that I must postpone that until another meeting," said Mr. Reeder, as he helped his visitor on with his coat. "I will walk with you to the corner of Lewisham High Road: the place is full of bad characters, and I shouldn't like to feel that I had endangered your well being by bringing you to this lowly spot." Now, if there is one place in the world which is highly respectable and free from the footpads which infest wealthier neighborhoods, it is Brock- ley Road. Liski submitted to the company of his host, and walked to the church at the end of the road. "Good-bye, Mr. Liski," said Reeder earnestly. "I shall never forget this pleasant meeting. You have been of the greatest help and assistance to me. You may .be sure that neither I nor the department I have the hon- or to represent will ever forget you." Liski went back to town, a frankly bewildered man. In the early hours of the morning the police arrested his chief lieutenant, Teddy Alfield, and charged him with a motor -car robbery which had been committed three months before. That was the first of the inexplic- able happenings. The second came when Liski, returning to his flat off Portland Place, was suddenly con- fronted by the awkward figure of the detective. "Is that Liski?" Mr. Reeder peer- ed forward in the darkness. "I'm so glad I've found you. I've been looking for you all day. I fear I horribly misled you the other even- ing when I was telling you that Leg - horns are unsuitable for sandy soil. Now on the contrary----" "Look here, Mr. Reeder, what's the game?" demanded the other brusquely. "The game?" asked Reeder in a pained tone. "I don't want to know anything about chickens. If you've got any- thing to tell me worth while, drop me a line and I'll come to your of- fice, or you can come to mine." He brushed past the man from the Public Prosecutor's Department and slammed the door of his flat behind him. Within two hours a squad from Scotland Yards descended upon the house of Harry Merton, took Harry and his wife from their respective beds, and charged them with the un- lawful possession of stolen jewellery which had been traced to a safe de- posit. A week later, Liski, returning from a vital interview with El Rahbut, heard plodding steps overtaking him, and turned to meet the painful eye of Mr. Reeder. "How providential meeting you!" said Reeder fervently. "No, no, I do not wish to speak about chickens, though I am hurt a little by your indifference to this noble and psoduc- tive bird." "Then what in hell do you want?" snapped Liski. "I don't want any- thing to do with you, Reeder, and the sooner you get that into your sys- tem the better. I don't wish to dis- cuss fowls, horses " "Wait!" Mr. Reeder bent forward and lowered his voice. "Is it not possible for you and me to meet to- gether and exchange confidences?" Mr Liski smiled slowly. "Oh, you're coming to it at last, eh? All right. I'll meet you any- where you please." "Shall we say in the Mall near the Artillery statue, to -morrow night at ten? I don't think we shall be seen there." Liski nodded shortly and went on, still wondering what the man had to tell him. At four o'clock he was wakened by the telephone ringing fur- iously, and learnt, to his horror, that O'Hara, the most trustworthy of his gang leaders, had teen arrested and charged with a year-old burglary. It was Carter, one of the minor leaders, who brought the news. "What's the idea, Liski?" And there was a note of suspicion in the voice of his subordinate which made Liski's jaw drop. "What do you mean --what's the idea? Come round and see me. I don't want to talk over the phone." Carter arrived half an hour later, a scowling, suspicious man. "Now what do you want to say?" asked Mo, when they were alone. "All I've got to say is this," grow- led Carter; "a week ago you're seen talking to old Reeder in Lewisham Road and the same night Teddy Al - field is pinched. You're spotted hav- ing a quiet talk with this old dog, and the same night another of the gang goes west. Last night I saw you with my own eyes having a eon- ifelential chat with Reeder -and now O'Hara's veer Mo looked at him incredulously. "Well, and what about it?" he ask- ed. "Nothing -except that it's a qua coincidence, that's alla' said Carter, his lip curling. "no born have been d e y 0 e f t 'eTeDlni WORTEEE -I have great pleasure in informing you that Eruschen Salto have worked wonders for me. 1 have been a great sufferer of liver and Jamey trouble, and after trying one bottle I arm a different woman. 1 had to give up nay work, but thanlcu to Kruschen Salts I am back at work again; and 1 give nay son a little every morning, and I don't hear of the little complaints new which u child generally gets. He is happier and brighter. B. have enclosed a snap -shot 01 800 and self. I am 43 years, boy 6 years. 1 Mall always highly 1,ecommend Ilruschen, and 1 would not be without them myself in a hurry." --(Mrs.) M. P. Original lager on Me to lanacction. Rruschen Salts la obtainable at drug and department stores tn Canada at 73e, a bottle. A bottle contains enough to last for 4 or montha--good health for ealeeeeut n day - talking about it: They don't like it and you can't blame them." Liski sat pinching his lip, a far- away look in his eyes. It was true though the coincidence had not struck him before. So that was the old dev- il's game! He was undermining his authority, arousing a wave of sus- picion which, if it were not checked, would sweep him from his position. "All right, Carter," he said, in a surprisingly mild tone. "It never hit me that way before. Now I'll tell you, and you can tell the other boys just what has happened." In a few words he explained Mr. Reeder's invitations. "And you can tell 'em from me that I'm meeting the old fellow to- morrow night, and I'm going to give him something to remember me by." The thing was clear to him now, as he sat after the man's departure, go- ing over the events of the past week. The three men who had been arrested had been under police suspicion for a long time, and Mo knew that not ev- en he could have saved them. The ar- rests had been made by arrangement with Scotland Yard to suit the con- venience of the artful Mr. Reeder.• "I'Il 'artful' him!" said Mo, and spent the rest of the day making his preparations. At ten o'clock that night he passed under the Admiralty Arch. A yellow mist covered the park, a drizzle of rain was falling, and save for the cars that came at odd interv4a to- wards the palace, there was nowsign of life. He walked steadily past the 1VIem- oriel, waiting for Mr. Reeder. Ten o'clock struck and a quarter past, but there was no sign of the detective. "He's smelt a rat," said Mo Liski between his teeth, and replaced the short life -preserver he had carried in his pocket. It was at eleven o'clock that a patrolling policeJconstabla fell over a groaning something that lay across the sidewalk, and, flashing his elec- tric lamp upon the still figure, saw the carved handle of a Moorish knife before he recognized the pain -distort- ed face of the stricken Mo Liski. "I don't quite understand how it all came about," said Pyne thought- fully. (He had been called into con- sultation from headquarters.) "Why are you so sure it was the Moor Rah - but?" "I am not sure," Mr. Reeder hast- ened to correct the mistaken •impres- sion. "I mentioned Rahbut because I had seen him in the afternoon and searched his lodgings for the emer- alds -which 1 am perfectly sure are still in Morocco, sir." He addressed his chief. "Mr. Rahbut was quite a reasonable man, remembering that he is a stranger to our methods." "Did you mention Mo Liski at all, Mr. Reeder?" asked the Assistant Public Prosecutor. Mr. Reeder scratched his chin. "I think I did -yes, I'm pretty cer- tain that I told him that I had an appointment with Mr. Liski at ten o'clock. I may even have said where the appointment was to be kept. I can't remember exactly how the sub- ject of Liski came up. Possibly I may have tried to bluff this indigen- ous native -`bluff' is a vulgar word, but it will convey what I mean -into the belief that unless he gave me more information about the emeralds I should be compelled to consult one who knew so many secrets. Pos- sibly I did say that. Mr. Liski will be a long time in hospital, I hear? That is a pity. I should never for- give myself if my incautious words resulted in poor Mr. Liski being tak- en to the hospital -alive!" When he had gone, :he chief looked at Inspector Pyne. Pyne smiled. "What is the name e f that danger- ous reptile,, sir?" asked the inspector. "'Mamba,' isn't it? I must remem- ber that.' VII THE STRANGE CASE In the days of Mr. Reeder's youth which were also the days when han- som calbs plied for hire and no gentle- man went abroad without a nosegay in the lapel of his coat, he had been sent, in company with another young officer from Scotland Yard, to arrest a youthful inventor of Nottingham who earned more than a competence by methods which were displeasing to Scotland Yard. Not machines nor ingenious contrivances for saving la- bour did this young man invent -but stories. And they were not stories in the accepted sense of the word, for they were misstatements designed to extract money from the pockets of simple-minded men and Women. Mr. Elter employed no fewer th twenty- five aliases and as many addresses in the broadcasting of his fiction, and he was on the way to smnsaing a considerable fortune when a square - toed Niettiaseas took him by the arm and led hina to the seat of jpgtice. An unsymPatSetio jUdge sent Mr. litter to aeon years' penal servitude, den. - ' El which: Willie alter ereileol* _Hgl ti,g4 swindrer 1;1 a mottage:te PO rrF'sd was gosaanser alL ma' 44. a shin be ide vehich the elePaagr Mrs Reeder remeostomi the eas ebiefiy because the 'prosecuting at.- dit°srguisieF' Cmlianmdenstill7terfuliZeshvvehirla th% 041ft • ,,,.:, , ''..,i..• i' ;:,. ...1,-,.7. a there, ,,,, l: iipuse, mngeg io ',Pogo whIgh cog. ,ithogrge4,74,41.4`§ ended to att abrupt,. itTittgio,: grt ,' A 4.1 have A PAPAetire--54k/Mre Q.C:tg Do fag know hiiry?" ),•', • prisonerelaad adopted, remarked tape a peculiarity which was revealed i every part which the convict ha played -his inability to spell "able' which he invariably wrote as though he were netting the victim of Cain' envy. 'There is this identity to be dis covered in every criminal, howeve ingenious he may be," the advocate had said. "Whatever his disguise, no matter how cleverly he dissociates one role or page frora another, there is a distinguishable weakness com- mon to every character he affects and especially is this observaole in criiainawho live by fraud and trickery."Thisr. Reeder remembered throughout his useful life. Few peo- ple knew that he had ever been as- sociated with Scotland Yard. He himself evaded any question that was put to him on the subject. It was his amiable trait to pretend that he was the veriest amateur and that his sticcess in the detection of wrongdo- ing was to be traced to his own evil mind that saw wrong very often where no wrong was. He saw wrong in so many appar- ently innocent acts of man that it was well for his reputation that those who were acquainted with and pitied him because of his seeming in- adequacy and unattractive appearance did not know what dark thoughts fill- ed his mind. There was a very pretty girl who lived in Brockley Road at a boarding- house. He did not like Miss Marg- aret Belman because she was pretty, but because she was sensible: two terms which are as a rule antagonis. tic. He liked her so well that he of- ten travelled home on the cars with her, and they used to discuss the Prince of Wales, the Labour Govern- ment, the high cost of living, and other tender subjects with great ani- mation. It was from Miss Selman that he learned about her f ellow- boarder, Mrs. Carlin, and once he travelled back veith her to Brockley -a frail, slim girl with experience in her face and the hint of tragedy in her fine eyes. So it happened that he knew all about Mr. Harry Carlin long before Lord Sellington sent for him, for Mr. Reeder had the gift of evoking con- fidences by the suggestion rather than the expression of his sympathy. She spoke of her husband without bitterness -tut also without degret. She knew him rather well, despite the shortness of their married life. She hinted once, and inadvertently, that there was a rich relation to whose wealth her husband would be heir if he were a normal man. Her son would, in due course, be the pos- sessor of a great title -and penniless. She was at such pains to rectify her statement that Mr. Reeder, suspicious of peerages that come to Brockley, was assured of her sincerity, howev- er great might be her error. Later he learned that the title was that borne by the Right Honourable the Earl of Sellington and Manford. There came a slack time for the Public Prosecutor's office, when it seemed that sin had gone out of the world; and Mr. Reeder sat for a week on end in his little room, twid- dling his thumbs or reading the ad- vertisement columns of The Times, or drawing grotesque men upon his blotting -pad, varying these perform- ances with the excursions he was in the habit of making to those parts of London which very few people choose for their recreation. He lov- ed to poke about the slum areas which lie in the neighborhood of the Great Surrey Docks; he was notA averse from frequenting the north side of the river, again in the dock areas; but when his chief asked him whether he spent much time at Limehouse, Mr. Reeder replied with a pathetic smiiee N, sir," he said gently, "I read about such places -I find them infin- itely more interesting in the pages of a--er-novel. Yes, there are Chinese there, and I suppose Chinese are ro- mantic, but even they do not add ro- mance to Limehouse, which is the most respectable and law-abiding cor- ner of the East End." One morning the Public Prosecutor sent for his chief detective, and Mr. Reeder obeyed the summons with a light step and a pleasant sense of an- ticipation. "Go over to the Foreign Office and have a talk with Lord Sellington," said the Prosecutor. "He is rather worried about a nephew of his, Harry(arlin. Carlin. Do you knew the name?"Mr. Mr. Reeder shook his head; for the moment he did not associate the pale girl who typed for her living. "He's a pretty had lot," explained the Prosecutor, "and unfortunately he's Sellington's heir. I rathee im- a,gine the old gentleman wants you , <nnfirm his view" "Dear me!" said Mr. Reeder, and stole forth. Lord Sellington, Under-Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, was a bachelor and an immensely rich man. He had been rich in 1912, when, in a panic due to certain legislation which he thought would affect him adverse- ly as a great landowner, he sold his estates and invested the larger hulk of his fortune (against all expert ad- vice) in American industrial stocks. The war had trebled his possessions. Heavy investments in oil lands had made him many times a millionaire. He was a philanthropist, gave liber- ally to institutions devoted to the care of young children; he was the found- er of the Eastleigh Children's Home, and subscribed liberally to other sim- ilar institutions. A thin, rather sour faced man, he glared up under his shaggy eyebrows as Mr. Reeder sidled apologetically into his room. " know of MIA," sagid n uthf telly; in hie walk to the polla d Office he had remembered tbt.desertm ed wife. , "Then you know nothing good ,01 s him!" exploded his lordship„ •"The man is a bleaguard, a waster, - grace to the name he •bears; it he r were not my brother's son 'would have him under lock and key to -night -the scoundrel! 1 have four bills in my possession----" He stopped himself, pulled open a drawer savagely, took out a letter and slammed it on the table. "Read that," he snapped. Mr. Reeder ogled his glasses a lit- tle farther up his nose (he always held them very tight • when he was really using there) and perused the message. It was headed "The East- leigh Home for Children," and was a brief request for five thousand pounds which the writer said he would send for that evening, and was signed "Ar- thur Laesard." "You know Lassard, of course?' said his lordship. "He is the gentle- man associated with me in my philan- thropic work. Certain monies were due for land which we purchased ad- joining the home. As you probably know, there are lawyers who never accept cheques for properties they sell on behalf of their clients, and I had the money ready and left it with my secretary, and one of Lassard's people was calling for it. That it was called for, I need hardly tell you, said his lordship grimly. "Whoever planned the coup planned it well. They knew I would be speaking in the House of Lords last night; they also knew that I had recently changed my secretary and had engaged a gentle- man to whom most of my associates are strangers. A bearded man came for the money at half -past six, pro- duced a note from Mr. Lassard, and that was the end of the money, ex- cept that we have discovered that it was changed this morning into Amer- ican bills. Of course, both letters were forged: Lassard never signed either, and made no demand whatev- er for the money, which was not need- ed for another week." "Did anybody know about this transaction?" asked Mr. Reeder. His lordship nodded slowly. "My nephew knew. He came to my house two days ago to borrow "So you're Reeder, eh?" he grumbl- ed, and was evidently not very much impressed by his visitor. "Sit down, sit down," he RS id testily, walked to the door as though he were not cer- tain that Mr. Reeder had closed it, and came back and flopped into his ehair on the other vide of the tefble. h ve sent for you in prefeaence to eatifyil e the police," he said. "Sir money. He has a small income from his late mother's estate, but insuffici- ent to support him in his reckless ex- travagance. He admitted frankly to me that he had come back from Air broke. How long he had been in London I am unable to tell you, but he was in my library when my secre- tary came in with the money which I had drawn from the bank in pre- paration for paying the bill when it became due. Very foolishly I ex- plained why I had so much cash in the house and why I was unable to oblige him with the thousand pounds which he wanted to borrow," he add- ed dourly. ,Mr. Reeder scratched his chin. "What am I to do?" he asked. "I want you to find Carlin," Lord Sellington almost snarled. "But most I want that money back -you under- stand, Reeder? You're to tell him that unless he repays-" Mr. Reeder was gazing steadily at the cornice moulding. "It almost sounds as if I am being asked to compound a felony, my lord," he said respectfully. "But I realize in the peculiar circumstances, we must adopt peculiar methods. The black -bearded gentleman who called for the money would appear to have been" -he hesitated "disguised?" (Continued next week) THIS OLD CREE CHIEF TELLS A WEIRD STORY Kipling's Mogli may have been a myth-Tarzan may be but a "tale for the telling," but ex -chief Buffalo Child of the Rocky Mountain Cree In- dians of western Alberta, probably Canada's oldest Indian, vouches for a tale equally strange -end with him- self in the stellar role. Saved as a baby by the only other survivor of a terrible plague of small pox that decimated the plains In- dians -lost on the prairie at five years of age, to be adopted and pro- tected during one bitter cold Alberta winter -rescued after a struggle by other Indians, and later made a pow- erful Chief, is Buffalo Child's story, and there appears to he no reason for doubting its truth. The ex -chief is stone blind and very weak physically, hut his mind is clear and his intellect, keen, He is led a- round with tenderness by the younger members of the tribe over which he ruled wisely for an average life -time and is venerated -worshipped, almost -because of his wonderful past life and his present affliction. A hundred and four years ago, the old chief said through an interpreter. there was a terrible plague of small- pox throughout the plains Indians of Montana. It spread to the Canadian Indians, and in one lodge of two hun- dred tepees, after the dread scourge had burned itself out, but one adult crawled feebly forth alive. Staggering from the death -camp, he was arrested hy a whimper, to see a tiny babe at the cold breast of its dead mother. sThe man took the child with him to another camp and the babe, after a battle with death, finally survived. When five years old, the boy wan- dered away in the golden sunshine of a late October afternoon. They sought him far and wide, but when the first snows fell, he was still missing and was given up as dead. The following spring, after a win- ter of unusual severity, Indiana from this camp, on a hunting trail, saw an old buffalo cow scraping int snow to clear the green grams] be- neath -the usual method adopted by the buffalo, for securing winter fod- der. As they looked the India= saw small brown object run frets between the old cow's forelegs, and threat"). it - E': "4 '4 ,ssee,9,1 04, ea" HAT claw Wt?' VV forty" mean to Yeta? : Are you less &ea you need to ba Nervous? Easily tired? Runt down? Try t6e effect a two or three boxes off Dr. WS. 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The child was then and there mark- ed for chieftain's honors, grew to. young manhood, and later became chief Buffalo Child of the Rocky Mountain Crees, leading his charges with wisdom and courage, in peace and in war, finally handing over the reins of office to his son. Noted Broadway actor, according to, the advertisements, travels under his wife's management. For that matter, so do most men, but they don't ad- vertise it. -Border Cities Star. LONDON AND WING:BEAM North. Centralia Exeter Remsall Kippen Brucefield Clinton Londeshoro Blyth Belgrave Wingham South. (a.m. 10.36 10.49 11.03 11.08 11.17 (163) 11.53 12.13 12.22 12.34 12.50 tun. Wingham 6.55 Belgrave 7.15 Blyth 7.27 Londeeboro 7.35 Clinton 7.56 Brucefield •7.58 (162) gippen 8.22 Eleneall 8.32 Exeter 8.47 Gee tralia 8.59 C. N. R. TIME TA East. L3 a.m. Goderich 6.20 Flolenesville 6.36 Clinton 6.44 See art:1h 6.59 St. Columban 7.06 Dublin 7.11 8.22 6.611 6.04 6.1g 6.23 6.22 (165 6.52 7.12 7.21 7.33 7.55 8.05 3.25 3. 8.47 4.10 4.28 (160 4.38 4.48 5.05 5.17 p.m. 2.20 2.37 2.50 8. 8.15, Dublin St. Columban Seaforth Clinton Holmesville Goderich West_ S.M. p.m. p.m. 11.17 5.88 9.8T 11.22 5.44 .... 11.38 5.53 9.50 11.50 6.084.58 10.06 12.01 7.4" 10.18 12.20 7.20 1.0.130 C. P. IR. TI1P+Il gut. TABIL.I12 Goderich Menset McGaw Aubint Blyth Walton Koliought Sorouto Throat° DrIsMatteat Walton lyth•• • • Auburn Gomel- et44 sou 4,54 04ao..* 0,616.0 • , ..,. • . ,