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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1929-11-08, Page 7NOMVi Rupture Varleoeekl a Vice1 a)g � Ir doaeieelt WeeIraneQs SIAR ty. Coaaultatloa JJ?" rarity. J. Gr SiJi1fTL awe Specialist, 15 Dew". e 2or,i!, 0,.;t. LEGAL tit Flame No, 91 JOHN J. 1Sf>SJGGAiRtIID Barrister, Sol titer, Notary Pnbliea e. �'enttae ut oaks - 9Z,etd•'eeeeea es Oliver Cawood R. S. HAYS arrister, Solicitor, Conveyances and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of the Dominion 'Bank, Se•'rorth. Money to lean. t - r.. REST e MST Barristers, 'Solicitors, Comveyan- ers and Notaries Public, Etc. 'I ce Iln the Edge Building, opposite Tlee l2 positor O'"•ce. 74 V'idt'Il'IERIINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.A. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. All diseases of donnestic animals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty. 0 c and residence on Goderich Street, one door east of Dr. Mackay's ®r• ce, Sea- 2orth. A. R. CMPSELL, V.A. Graduate�of Ontario Veterinary University niversity of Toronto. All elseases of domestic animals treated by the most modern principles. Charges reasonable. Day or night calls promptly attended to. Office on Main •Street, Hensall, opposite Town Hall. Phone 116. MEDICAL Dr;. F. J. R. IFORSTER Eye, ]Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Ophthal- m mei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's ,Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- mite's, London, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. es3 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. ?hone 267, Stratford. Next visit in September. DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, University of Western Ontario, Lon- don. Member of College of Physic- ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office 11rm Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St., l8eaforth. Phone 90. DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of lliledicine and Master of Science, Uni- versity of Western Ontario, London - Member of College of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall, Ontario. 3004-tf DR, A. NEWTON-BRAY Hayfield. Graduate Dublin University, Ire- land. Late Extern Assistant Master Rotunda Hospital for Women and 'Children, Dublin. Office at residence lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons. Hours, 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m.; Sundays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-26 DR. F..1. BURROWS Office and residence Goderich Street, toast of the Methodist Church, Sea- fforth. Phone 46. Coroner for the County of Huron. DR. C. MACKAY C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin- Slty University, and gold medalist of Trinity Medical College; member of the College of Physicians and SuF- geons of Ontario. DR. H. HUGH ROSS Graduate of University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate courses in Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ; Royal Ophthalmic Hospital, London. England; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. DR. J. A. MUNN Successor to Dr. R. R. Ross Graduate of Northwestern Univers- ity Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 151. DR. F. J. BEC K lE L Y Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R. Smith's Grocery, Main Street, Sea - forth. Phones: Office, 185 W; resi- dence, 185J. 3055-tf CONSULTING ENGINEER S. W. Archibald, B.A.Sc. (Tor.), O.L.S., Registered Professional En- gineer and Land Surveyor. Associate Member Engineering Institute of Can- ada. Office Seaforth, Ontario. AUCTIONEERS THOMAS BROWN Licensed auctioneer for the counties of Huron and Perth. Correspondence arrangements for sale dates can be made by calling The Expositor Office, Seaforth. Charges moderate, a n d satisfaction guarante%d. Phone 802. OSCAR KLOPP onor Graduate Carey Jones' Na- tional School of Auctioneering, Chi- cago. Special course taken in a'ure Bred Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer- chandise and Farm Sales. Rates in keeping with prevailing market. Sat- lefaction assured. Write or wire, Oscar Klopp, Zurich, Ont. Phone, 18-98. 286x, 25 fel R. T. LUK.ER Licensed au`btion er for tie® County of Sl uron. 3alerl attended to in all panto of the Bounty Seven � Team' eu- perimsmce In Muni ba and SaoPhaate.Tme- wan. Terms reeecna"blo.. Phone No. 1718 r 11 IEneter, COM' r..:ilea P.O.,�P. Ne. 1. Orrdare l ft at i e a Marna poaitor Osolcd, Snafe?th, gtre tttttlle at- e-ended. t- C led. r;a (Continued from lest week) Passing ' beyond thein, , he paused and looked back at the bateau. Or the forward deck 'etc, ,! Marie -Aline, and she, too, was looking at him now Even at ` that distance he saw that her face 'was quiet and troubled with anxiety. She did agot smile when he Iifted his 'hat to her, 'hut gave only a little nod. Then he turned and bur- ied himself in the green 'balsams that grew within fifty paces of the river. The old joy of life 'leaped. into him as his feet crushed in the soft moss of the shaded places where the span did not break through. He went on, passing through a -vast and silent cathedral of spruce and cedar so dense that the sky was hidden, and came then to higher ground; where the evergreen was sprinkled with birch and poplar. About him was an invisible choir of voices, the low twit- tering of timid little gray -backs, the song of hidden warblers, the scolding' of distant jays. Big -eyed moose - birds stared at him as he passed, fluttering so close to his face that they almost touched his shoulders in their foolish inquisitiveness. A. por- cupine crashed within a dozen feet of his trail. And then he came to a 'beaten path, and other paths worn deep in the coal, damp earth by the hoofs of moose and caribou. Half a mile from the bateap he sat down on a rotting log and filled his pipe with fresh tobacco, while be listened to catch the subdued voice of the life in this land that he loved. It was then that the curious feel- ing came over him that he was not alone, that other eyes than those of beast and bird were watching him. It was an impression that grew on him. He seemed to feel their stare, seek- ing him out from the darkest coverts, waiting for him to shove on, dogging him like a 'ghost. -Within him the hound -like instincts of the man- hunter rose swiftly to the suspicion of invisible presence. He began to note the changes in the cries of certain birds. A hun- dred yards on his right a jay, most talkative of all the forest things, was screeching with a new note in its voice. On the other side of him, in a dense pocket oe poplar and spruce a warbler suddenly brought its song to a jerky end. He heard the excit- ed Pe -wee -Pe -wee -Pe -'wee of a startled little gray 'back giving warn- ing of ::n unwelcome intruder near its nest. And he rose to his feet, laughing softly as he thumbed down the tobacco in his pipe. Jeanne Mar- ie -Anne Boulain might believe him, but Bateese and her wary henchmen had ways of their own of strengthen- ing their faith. It was close to noon when he turn- ed back, and he did not return by the moose path. 'Deliberately be struck out a hundred yards on either side of it, travelling where the mose grew thick and the earth was damp and soft. And five times he found the moccasin -prints of men. Bateese, with his sleeves up, was scrubbing the deck of the bateau when David came over the plank. "There are moose and caribou in there, but I fear I disturbed your hunters," said Carrigan, grinning at the half-breed. "They are too clumsy to hunt well, so clumsy that 'even the birds give them away. I am afraid we shall go without fresh meat to- morrow!" Concombre Bateese stared as if some one Thad stunned him with a blow, and he spoke no word as David went on to the forward deck. Marie - Anne had come out under the awn- ing. She gave a little cry of relief and pleasure. "I am glad you have come hack, M',sieu David!" "So am I, madame," he replied. "I think the woods are unhealthful t, travel in!" Out of the earth he felt that a part of the old strength had returned to him. Alone they sat at dinner and Marie -Anne waited on him and called him David again' -wand he found it easier now to call her Marie -Anne and look into her eyes without fear that he was betraying himself. A part of the afternoon he spent in her company, 'and it was not difficult for him to tell her something of his ad- venturing in the north, and how, body and soul, the northland had claimed him, and that he hoped to die in it when hie time came. Her eyes glow- ed 'at that. She told him of two years she had spent in Montreal and Que- bec, of her homesickness, her joy when she returned to her forests. It seemed for a time, that they had for- gotten St. Pierre. They did not speak of 'him. Twice they saw Andre, the Broken Man, but the name of Roger Audemard was not spoken. And a little at a time she told him of the hidden paradise of the Boulains a- way up in the unmapped wilderness of the Yellowknife 'beyond the Great Bear, and of the' great log chateau that was her home. A part of the afternoon he spent on shore. He filled a rnoosehide bag full of sand and suspended it from the limb of a tree, 'and for three- quarters of an hour pommeled it with his fists, much to the curiosity and amusement 'of St. Pierre's men, who could see nothing of man -fighting in these antics. But the exercise as- sured David that he. had lost but lit- tle of his strength and that he would he in form to meet Bateese when the , time came. Toward evening Marie -Anne joined him, and they walked for half an 'hour up and dawn the beach. I.t was Bateese who got supper. Vend after that Oarrigan sat with Marie-eenne on, the fore- e'ek of the barge and smoked another of St. Pierre's clgaru. The camp of the rivermen wag two hundred 'cris tbelow the bateau, screened eon by a. finger; of heads weed, so that eaeept when they broke into a chorus of laughter or strength- ened their throatswith saratehee off song, there was no sound of their voices. But Dasteese was in t` ern and Nepapipas was forever flitting in and out among the shadows on the shore, like a shadow "iemeltx, end Andre, the Broken fillsmn, hovered near as night came on. At last he sat down in the edge of the white sand 'of the beach, and there he remained, a silent and lonely figure, as the twi- light deepened. Over the world hoe -- eyed a sleepy quiet. Out of the for- est came the droning of the wood - crickets, the last twitterings of e.. e day hirds, and the beginning of night sounds. A great shadow floated out over the. river close to the bateau, the firpt of the questing, blood -seek- ing owls adventuring out like inirates from their hiding -places of the day. One after an=other as the darkness thickened, the different tribes of the people of the night answered the summons of the first stars. A mile clown the river a loon gave its harsh love -cry; far out of the west came the faint trail -song of a wolf; in the river the night -feeding trout splash- ed like the tails of beaver; over the roof of the wilderness came the cough- ing, moaning challenge of a bull moose that yearned for battle. And over these same fd'rest tops rose the moon, the stars grew thicker and brighter, and through the finger of hardwood glowed the fire of St. Pierre Bouladn'h men -while close be- side him, silent in these hours of sil- ence, David felt growing nearer and still nearer to him the 'presence of St. Pierre's wife. On the strip of sand Andre, the Broken 'Man, rose and stood like the stub of a misshapen tree. And then slowly he moved on and was swallow- ed up in the mellow glow of the night. "It is at night that he seeks," said St. Pierre's wife, for it was as if David had spoken the thought that was in his mind. David, for a moment, was silent. And then he said, "You asked me to tell you about Black Roger Aude- mard. I will, if you care to have me. Do you?" He saw the nodding of her head, though the moon and star -mist veil- ed her face. "Yes. What do the Police say a- bout Roger Audemard'?" He told her. And not once in the telling of the story did she speak or move. It was a terrible story at beast, he thought, but 'he did not weaken it by smoothing over the details. This was hies opportunity. 'He' wanted her to know why he must possess the body of Roger Audemard, if not alive then dead, and he wanted her to un- derstand how important it was that he learn more about Andre, the Brok- en Man. "He was a fiend, this Roger Aude- mard," 'he began. "A devil in man shape, 'afterward called 'Black Roger' 'because of the color of his soul." Then het went on. He described Hatchet River'Post, where the trage- dy had happened; then told of the fight that came about one day between Roger Audemard and the factor of the post and his two sons. It was an unfair fight; he conceded that -- three to one was cowardly in a fight. But it could not excuse what happen- ed afterward. Audemard was beaten. He crept off into the forest, almost dead. Then he came back one stormy night in the winter with three strange DOW gligang-lete.Onna II2i1 ]Srf 1 ON3is' wore O 6W1H!LE working in a "YV quarry as a driller," writes Mr. John J. Hogan of South March, Ont., "IL was seized with rheuma- tism in the lei¢ shoulder. IL followed treatments for some time without relief. II bed heard so much con- cerning Dr. Williams' Pink Pills that II decided to give them a trial. They were certainly the medi- cine that II needed for it was not long before It was as well as ever. Now II take them every Spring as a tonic." This as one of hundreds of cases in which these blood - enriching pills have proved affective in eradicating rheu- anadsm. Buy Dr. Williamo' Pink Pills now at your drug- sist's or any dealer in medi- cine, or by mail, 50 cents, postpaid, from The Dr. Wil- liams Medicine Co., Itroclt- villle, Ont. 5.36 IPMIPM2K no Ind "a aaeaa®uanoe,e sena ara no coaawvsattca.• ort w , eis+teled i; 13n4.er the M u°laaau Oeie Hoger glee the nla ItIV On d dead out- side poi. tap o laushad like a xnedaelme at the (IA shrieks of his vi iMa. it was the aeon whoa the trapps is were on ting* lines, and there were but few people, at the post. The company clerk and one other attempt.. to hated 'e, 4114 3%k ,Rcger l IE- tl:teed"• 1 ;.h. his mei. leanelr, Flee deaths that idght-gtwe of them hor- rible beyond deecriptleni Resting for a moment, Carrigan went on to tell of the long years of unavailing search m„ e 6 by the Police after that; how Black Roger was caught once and killed his captor. Them came the rumor that he was dead, and rumor grew. into official be- lief, and the Police no longer hunted for his trails. Theon, not long ago came the discovery that Black Roger was still living, and he, Dave Carri- gan, was after him. For a time there was silence after he had finished. That. St. Pierre's wife rose to her feet; wonder," she said in a low voice, "what Roger Audem'ard's own story might be if he were here to tell it?" She stepped out from under the awning and' in the full radiance of the moon he saw the pale beauty of her face and. the crowning luster of her hair. re' "Good night!" she 'whispered. "Good night!" said David. He listened until her retreating footsteps died away, and for hours after that he had no thought of sleep. He had insisted that she take posses- sion of 'her cabin again, and Bateese had brought out a bundle of blank- ets. These he spread under the awn- ing, and when he drowsed off, it was to dream of the' lovely face he had seen last in the glow of the moon. It was in the 'afternoon of the fourth day that two things happen- ed -one that 'he had prepared himself for, and another so unexpected that for a space it sent his world crashing out of its orbit. With St. Pierre's wife he had gone again to the ridge - line for flowers, half a mile back from the river. Returning a new way, they came to a shallow stream, and Marie - Anne stood at the edge of it, and there was laughter in her shining eyes as she looked to the other side of it. She had twined' flowers into her brain. Her cheeks were rich with color. Her slim figure was ex- quisite in its wild pulse of life. Suddenly she turned on him, her red lips smiling their witchery in his face. "You must carry me across," she said. He did not answer. He was a - tremble as he drew near her. She raised her arms a little, waiting. And then 'he picked her up. She was a- gainst his breast. Her two hands went to his shoulders as he waded in- to the stream: he slipped, and they clung a little tighter. The soft note of laughter was in her throat when the current came to hisJ,pees out in the middle of the stream. He held her tighter; and then stupidly, he slipped again, and the movement brought her lower in his arms, so that for a space her head was against his 'breast, and his face was crushed int the soft masses of her hair. He came with her that way to the op- posite shore and stood her on her feet again, standing back quickly so that she would not hear the pounding of his heart. Her face was radiantly beautiful, and she did not look at David, but away from him. "Thank you," she said. And then, suddenly, they heard run- ning feet behind them, tad in an- other moment one of the brigade men came dashing through the stream. At the same time there came from the river a quarter of a mile away a thunderous burst of 'voice. It was not the voice of a dozen men, but of half a ha-ad/led, and Marie -Anne grew tense, listening, her eyes on fire ev- en before the messenger could get the words out of his mouth. ' "It is St. Pierre!" he cried then. "He has come with the great raft, and you must hurry if you would reach the bateau before he lands!" In that moment it seemed to David that Marie -Anne forgot he was alive. A little cry came to her lips and then she left him, running swiftly, saying no word to him, flying with the speed of a fawn to St. Pierre Boulain! And when David turned to the man who had come up 'behind them, there was a strange smile on the lips of the lithe limbed forest -runner as his eyes fol-• lowed the hurrying figure of St. Pierre's wife.• Until she was out of eight he stool in silence and then he said: "Come, m'sieu. We, also, must meet St. Pierre!" XIV David moved slowly behind the brigade man. He had no desire to hurry. He did not wish to see what happened when Marie -Anne met St. Pierre Boulain. Only a moment ago she had been in his arms; her hair had smothered his fare; her hands had clung to his shoulders; her flush- ed cheeks and long lashes had for an instant lain close against his breast. And now, swiftly, without a word of apology, she was running away from him to meet her husband. He quickened his slops, narrowing the distance 'between him and the hurrying brigade man. Only the dis- eased thoughts in his brain had made the happening in the 'reek anything but an accident. It was all an acci- dent, he told himself. Marie -Anne had asked him to carry her across just as she would have asked any one of her rivermen•. it ivas hih fault, and not hers, that he had slipped in mid- stream, and that his arms had closed tighter about her, and that her hair had brushed' his face. He remember- ed she had laughed, when it seemed for a moment that they were going to fall into the stream together. Probably she would tell St. Pierre .ell about it, Surely she would never guest it bad been nearer tragedy than comedy fat Prim. Owe mere he was convinced he had proved himself a weakling avail a focal it Bank of Montreal fen safety, convenience and compound interest fere those wit* „wild here. their sOv unt e. C Siit elisl'randi llOn'Y TcTcAL ABS1 TS Ili Hensel] Branch: Clinton Branch: IEXCIBSS ®ig 8900,000,0e L. R. COLES, Manager H. R. SHARP, Naaagee Brucefield (Sub -Agency): Open Tuesday and Friday His business now was with Pierre and the hour was at hand w the game had ceased to be a w'\ sues game. He had looked ahead to this hour. He had 'prepared himself for it and had promised himself action that would 'be both quick and decisive. And yet, as he went on, his heart was still thumping unsteadily, and in his arms and against his face remained still the sweet, warm thrill of his con- tact with Marie -Anne. He could not drive that from him. It would never completely go. As long as he lived, what had happened in the creek would live with him. He did not deny that crying voice inside him. It was easy for his mouth to make words. He could call himself a foal and a weak- ling, but those words were purely me- chanical, hallow, meaningless. The truth remained. It was a blazing fire in his breast, a conflagration that might easily get the best of him, a thing which he must fight and tri- umph over for his own salvation. He did not think of danger for Marie - Anne, for such a thought was incon- ceivable. The tragedy was one-sided. It was his own folly, his' own danger. For just as he loved Marie -Anne, so did she lover her husband, St. Pierre. He came to the low ridge close to the ri'v'er and climbed up through the thick birches and poplars. At the top was a bald knob of sandstone, ov- er which the riverman had a'ready passed. David paused there and looked down on the broad sweep of the Athabasca. 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Try URATA !:-S to -day, and see what • a difference they mom, three were striped with broad bands of yellow and red. Behind all these .was a cabin, and over this there rose a slender staff from which floated the black and white pennant of St. Pierre. The raft was alive. Men were running 'between the tents. The long rudder sweeps were flashing in the sun. Rowers with naked arms and shoulders were straining their muscles in four York boats that were pulling like ants at the giant mass of timber. And to David's ears came a deep monotone of human voices, the chanting of the men as they worked. Nearer to him a louder response suddenly made answer to it. 'A doz- en .steps carried him round a project- ing thumb of brush, and he could see the open shore where the bateau was tied. 'Marie -Anne had crossed the strip of sand, and Bateese was help- ing her into a waiting York boat. Then Bateese shoved it off and the four men in it began to row. Two canoes were already half -way to the raft, and David recognized the occupant o2 one of them as Andre, the Broken Man. Then he saw Marie -Anne rise in the York boat and wave something white in her hand. He looked again toward the raft. The current and the sweeps and the tugging boats were drawing it stead- ile rearer. Standing at the very edge of it he saw now a solitary fig -are, and in the clear sunlight the man stood out- clean-cut as a carven sta- tue. He was a giant in size his he. d and arms were bare, and ire was looking steadily toward the ba- teau and the approaching York boat. He raised an arm, and a moment lit- er the movement was followed by a -nice that rose above alI other voices. It boomed over the river like the rumble of a gun. In response to it Marie -Anne waved the white thing in her hand, and David thought he heard ;wr voice in an answering cry. He stared again at the solitary figure of the man, seeing nothing else, hearing no other sound but the booming of the deep cry that came again over the river. His heart was thumping. In his eyes was a gathering fire. His body grew tense. For he knew that at last he was looking at St. Pierre, chief of the Boulains, and husband of the woman he loved. As the significance of the situation grew upon him, a flash of his old humor returned. It was the same grim humor that had possessed him behind the rock, when he had thought he was going to die. Fate had play- ed him a dishonest turn then, and it was doing the same thing by him now. Unless he deliberately turned his face away, he was going to see the reunion of Marie -Anne and St. Pierre. Yesterday he had strapped his bin- oculars to his_ belt. To -day Marie - Anne had looked through them a dozen times. They had been a source of pleasure and thrill to her. Now, David thought, they would he good medicine for him. He would see the whole thing through, and at close range. 'He would leave himself no room for doubt. He had laughed be- hind the rock, when 'bullets were zip- ping close to his head, and the same grim smile came to his lips now as he focused his glasses en the solitary figure at the head of the raft. The smile died away when he saw St. Pierre. It was as if he could reach out and touch him with his hand. And never, he thought, had he seen such a man. A moment before, a flashing vision had come to him from out of an Arabian desert; the multitude of col ved tenth, the half - naked men, the great raft floating al- most without perceptible motion on the placid breast of the river had stirred his imagination until he sa'w a strange picture. But there was no- thing Arabic, nothing desert -like, in this man hire binoculars 'brought with- in a few feet of his eyes. " 0 as more like a viking pirate who had roved the sea a few centuries ars. ti One great, bare arm was raised as David looked, and his booming voice was rolling ever the river again. His hair was shaggy, and untrimmed, and red; he wore a •short beard that glis- tened in the sun -he was lauugthing as he waved and shouted to Marie -Anne -a joyous, splendid giant of a man who seemed almost on the point of leaping into the water in his eager- ness to- clasp in his naked arms the woman who was coming to him. David drew a deep breath, and there came -an unconscious tighten-. ing at his heart as he turned his glasses upon Marie -Anne. She was still standing in the bow of the York boat, and her back was toward him. He could see the glisten of the sun in her hair. She seas waving her handkerchief, and the poise of her slim 'body told him that in her eag- erness she would have darted from the bow of the 'boat had she possess- ed wings. (Continued next week) LONDON AND WIiNGHAMi North. a.m. p.m. Centralia 10.36 5.51 Exeter 10.49 6.04 Hensall 11.03 6.18 Kippen 11.08 6.23 Brucefield 11.17 6.22' (163) (165) Clinton 11.53 6,52 Londesbore 12.13 7.12 Blyth 12.22 7.21 Belgrave 12.34 7.33 Wingham 12.50 . 7.55 South. Wingham Belgrave Blyth Londesboro Clinton Brucefield Kippen Hensall Exeter Centralia a.m. p.m. 6.55 3.05 7.15 3.25 7.27 3.38 7.35 3.47 7.56 4.10 7.58 4.28 (162) (164) 8.22 4.38 8.32 4.48 8.47 5.06 8.59 5.17 mem- C. N. R. TIME TA East. LIE a.m. p.m. Goderich 6.20 2.20 Holmesvilie 6.36 2.37 Clinton 6.44 2.50 Seaforth 6.59 8.08 St. Columban 7.06 0.15 Dublin 7.11 .f2 Dublin St. Columban Seaforth Clinton Hlolmesville Goderich West. a.m. p.m. p.m. 11.17 5.88 9,87 11.22 5.44 11.33 5.58 9.50 11.50 6.08-6.58 10.04 12.01 7.08 10.13 12.20 7.20 10.80 C. P. R. TIME TA East, IL Goderich Menset McGaw Auburn Blyth Walton McNaughst , Toronto West. Toronto McNaught Blyth Walton Auburn Meetly ,1p1q(I1,eiR,i„3,i.`�t,C'1t ..... ."eta" e e e e d tr .0 6 • me a.id'ta . 5.80 5.50 63,05 G.i1,It 0.115 atIO