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The Huron Expositor, 1930-01-24, Page 74. • JANUARY 24, 19O RUPTURE SPECIALIST Rupture, Varicocele, Varicose Veins, Abdominal Weakness Spinal Deform- ity. Consultation Free. Call or write. j. G. SMITH, British Applje ance Specialist, 15 Downie St., Strat- ford, Ont. 3202-25 LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARD 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 tha Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to loan. BEST & BEST Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyan- cers and Notaries Public, Etc. Office in the Edge Building, opposite The Expositor Office. VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. All diseases of domestic animals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office and residence on Goderich Street, one door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea - forth. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary College, University of Torento. All .diseases 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. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduatein Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Ophthal- snei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat hos- pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in each month, from 11 a,m. to 3 p.m. 53 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. 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 in Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 90. DR. R. P. L DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of Medicine and Master. of Science, Uni- vecrsity of Western Ontario, London. 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OSCAR KLOPP Honor Graduate Carey Jones' Na- tional School of Auctioneering, Chi- cago. Special course taken in Pure Bred Live Stock, Reel Estate, Mer- chandise and 'Farm Sales. Rates in keeping with prevailing market. Sat- isfaction assured. Write or wire, Oscar Klopp, Zurich, Ont. Phone: .13-93. 2866-25 R. T. LUKER Licensed auctioneer for the County of Huron. Sales attended to in all parts of the eounty. Seven years' ex- perience in Manitoba and 6askatelie. an Terms reasonable. Phone No. *78 r 11, Exeter Centralia P,O., No. 1- Orders left at The Iluron Ex- positor Office, Seaforth, promptly at- tended. , . Si[Setr'SeloS' ete. CLUE OF THE NEW PIN By EDGAR WALLACE (Continued from last week) VI Tab gave way to the detective and waited whilst Carver looked. "There's no sign of a weapon -:-but by the smell there has' been some shooting," he said, "What is that on the table?" Tab peered through the [ventilator. "It leeks like a key -kis me," he said. They tried the door, but it resisted their combined weight. "The door is much too thick and the lock too istrong for us to force," said Carver at last. "I'll telephone headquarters, Tab. .See what you can get out of your friend." "I -don't think he'll tell me much for some time. Com& along, Babe," said Tab kindly, taking the other's arm. "Let's get out of this beastly atmosphere." Unresisting, Rex Lander allowed himself to be led back to the dining - room, where he dropped into a chair. Carver had finished his telephoning and had returned long before Rex had recovered sufficiently to give a coher- ent narrative. His face was blanched, he could not control his quivering lips and it was a considerable time befot? he could tell his patient hearers all that he knew. "I came to the house this aftern by appointment," he said. "My tine had written to me asking me to se, him about an application which I ha. made to him for a loan. He had pre viously rejected my request, but, as had often happened, he relented at the last moment, for he was not a bad man at heart. As I was pressing the bell the door opened, and I saw Wal- ters -Walters is my uncle's valet." The detective nodded. "He looked terribly agitated, and he had a brown leather bag in his hand. "I am just going out, Mr Lander, he said-" "Did he seem surprised oto; see you?" "He seemed alarmed," said Rex. "It struck me when I saw him that my uncle must be ill, and I asked him if anything was the matter. He said that my uncle was well. but he had sent him on a very important errand. The conversation did not last mere than a minute. for Walters ran down the steps into the road before T could recover from any amazement." "He wore no hat?" asked Carver. Rex shook his head. "I stood in the hall for a moment, knowing that my uncle does not like neeple to come in upon him unless they are properly announced. You see, Mr. Carver, the situation was rather a delicate one for me. I had come here in the role of a suppliant, and naturally I did not wish to pre- judice my chance of getting the fifty which my uncle had promised me. I went to uncle's living -room, but he was not there; but the door which I knew led to the strong -room was op- en and he could 'hot be far away. I sat down and waited. I must have been there ten minutes, and then I began to smell something burning, as I thought, but which was, in fact, the smell of gunpowder, or whatever they use in cartridges, and I was so thor- eughly alarmed that I went down the steps and after a little hesitation, knowing how my uncle hated being overlooked, I went on to the door of the vault. It was locked and I rap- ped on the ventilator but had no re- ply. Then I peered through. It was horrible," he shuddered. "As fast as I could I ran up the stairs into the street, intending to call a policeman, and I saw you." "Whilst you were in the house you heard no sound to suggest that there was anybody else present? Where are the servants?" "There is only the cook." said Rex, and Carver went in search of her. But the kitchen was closed and deserted. It was apparently the cook's day off. "I'll make a search of the house," said Carver. "Come along, Tab, you are in this case now and you had bet- ter stay with it." The search did not take a eery long' time. Therewere two rooms used. by Mr. Trasmere, the remainder were locked up and apparently unused. A passage -way led to Walters' sleeping apartment, which had originally been designed as a guest -room and was larger than servants' quarters usual- ly are. The room was meagrely fur- nished and there was evidence that Mr. Walters had not anticipated so hurried a flight. Some of his cloth- ing hung on pegs behind the door, others were found in a wardrobe, whilst a cup filled with coffee stood on the table. Carver dipped his lit- tle finger into the liquid. It was still warm. A cloth had been thrown hurriedly over some bulky object at one end of the table, and this the detective re- moved. He whistled. Clamped to the edge of the table was a small vice and scattered about were a number of files and other tools. Carver timed the screw of the vice and released the object in its grip. It was a small key of peculiar shape, and the man must have been working upon it recently for steel filings covered the base of the stool, "Then friend Walters was making a key," said Carver. "Look at that plaster cast! That is an old dodge of his. I suppose he got an impres- sion of the key on soapor wax and has .been evorking at it ever since.' He looked at the thing in his palm curiously. "This Inay save us a great deal of trouble," he said, "for unless I am mistaken this is the key of the strotg-room." A few minutes later the house was filled With detectiVes, police photo- graphers, and ceroner'S officers. They - came on a ageless errand, fair Am doer es, tetesseleseetteellesseene. n e remained locked. Tab took advant- age of their arrival to escort his friend home. Before he went Carver drew him aside. "We shall have to keep in touch with Mr. Lander," he said. "He may be able to throw a great deal'of light upon this • murder. In the meantime I have sent out all station calls to pull in Felling -who is Welling -ton Brown?" "Wellington Brown? That is the man who has been threatening Tres - mere -I told you about him at lunch." Carver pulled an old Pair of gloves from his pocket. "Mr. Wellington Brown was in that underground corridor," he said quietly, "and was sufficiently indis- creet to leave his gloves behind -his name is written inside-" "You will charge him with the mur- der?" asked Tab, and Carver nodded. "I think so. Either he or Walters. At any rate we shall hold them on suspicion, but I cannot be more defin- ite until we've got inside that vault." Tab escorted his friend to the flat, and leaving him, hurried back to Mayfield, by which fanciful name Trasmere had called his grim house. "We've found no weapon of any kind," said the detective, whom Tab found sitting in Trasmerea dining - room with a plan of the house before hirrese'Maybe it is in the vault, in e\ whor 'i h ent it looks like a case of su l 'de. -have been on the tele - one with the boss of 1Viortimers, the uilders. They say that there is only one key in existence for that vault -I' was speaking to Mr. Mort- imer himself, and he knows. Tras- mere made a special point about the lock, and had twenty or thirty manu- factured by different locksmiths. No- body knows which one he used, and Mortimer says that the orders were so imperative that there should be no duplicate key that it is unlikely - in fact, I think, impossible -that the murderer could have entered the vault except by the aid of Trasmere's own key. However, we shall soon know; I have the best workman in town work- ing at the unfinished key in Felling's room and he says it is so far advanc- ed that„he is in no doubt he will be able to open the vault to -night?" "Then it is useless in its present state?" The other nodded. "Quite useless; we have tried it, and the locksmith, who is an expert, says that it wouldn't fit into the key- hole as it was when we found it." "Then you suggest it is a case of suicide? That old man Trasmere went into the vault, locked himself in and then shot himself?" Carver shook his head. "If the revolver is found in the vault, yours would be a very sound theory, though why Trasmere should shoot himself is entirely beyond me." At a quarter to eleven that night three men stood before the door of the Trasmere vault, and the shirt - sleeved workman inserting the key, the lock snapped back. He was push- ing the door open when Carver caught his arm. "Just leave it as it is," he said, and the, locksinith, obviously disap- pointed that hee should be denied a full view of the tragedy which he had only half glimpsed, went back to gather up his tools. "Now," said Carver, drawing a long breath, and pulling a pair of white gloves from his pocket he put them on. Tab followed him into the chamber of death. "I've telephoned for the dottor. He will be here in a few seconds," said Carver, looking down at the silent figure leaning against the table legs. He pointed to the table. In the exact centre lay a key, but what brought the exclamation to the detective's lips was the fact that the 'one. had was stained red. The fluid which had run from it had soaked into the porus surface of the table. "Blood," whispered the detective, and gingerly lifted the flat steel. There was no doubt about it. Though the handle was clean, the lower wards appeared as though they had been dipped in blood. "This disposes of the suicide theo- ory," said Carver. ,His first search was for' the pistol which had obviously slain the man. There was no sign of any weapon. He passed his. hand under the limp body and Tab shivered to see the head drop wearily to the shoulder. "Nothing there . . . shot through the body too. Suicides seldom do it that way." His quick fingers searched the sil- ent figure. There was nothing of any value. • Carver straightened himself and stood, fist on hip, surveying the dread- ful sight. "Ile was standing here when he was shot -he never knew what killed him. As a faked suicide it is inartistic - apart from the absence of weapon, the old man was shot in the back." If there were any doubts on the subject they were set at rest when the doctor made his brief examina- tion. "He was shot at the range of about two yards," he said. "No, Mr. Car- ver, it is impossible that he should have committed suicide; there is no burning whatever. Besides, the bul- let has entered the back, just beneath the left shouldei,`"and of course death must have been inetantaneaus. It is impossible that the wound can have been self-inflicted." Again came the police photograph- ers, and after they bad gone'leaving the vault thick with the mist of exs ploded magnesium, the two men were left to their search. The first boxes were, for the main part, filled with money. There was very little . gold, 4..44 's -WA A 4,i e 44. 3 paper of various t I nationalities. In one box Carver found five million francs in thousand - franc notes, another was packed with English five -wand netes, another was full of hundred -dollar bills fastenal in packets of ten thousand. Only two of these boxes were locked and only one that they looked at tha4 night contained anything in the na- ture of documents. For the most part they were old leases, reeeipts painted on thin paper in Chinese characters, and which they only knew were re- ceipts .because somebody had written a translation on their backs. They were bracketed neatly in, folders, on each of which was described in a fine flowing hand, the nature of its con- tents. On one thick rbundle fastened with rubber bands was an old label: "Trad- ing correspondence, 1899." In his search Tab, who was looking through the box, found a folded menu- seript, which he brought out. "Here is his will," he said, and Carver took it from him. It was written in the crabbed boyish hand which Tab had come to know so well, and it was very short.. After the conventional preamble, it went on: "I leave all my property and effects whatsoever, to my nephew, Rex Per- cival Lander, the only son of my de- ceased sister, Mary Catherine Lander, nee Trasmere, and I appoint him sole executor of this my will." It was witnessed 'by Mildred Green who described herself as a cook, and by Arthur Green, whose description of his profession was valet. Their ad- dresses were Mayfield. "I think those are the two serv- ants the old man discharged for pilfer- ing some six months ago. The will must have been executed a few weeks before they left." Tab's first feeling was one of plea- sure that at last his friend was a rich man. Poor Rex, little did he dream that he would come into his in- heritance in so tragic a fashion. Carver put the document. back into the box and continued the examina- tion of the door which Tab had in- terrupted. "It isn't a spring lock, you notice," he said. "So, therefore, it couldn't have been slammed by a -murderer who first shot Trasmere and then made hie escape. It has to be locked either from the inside or the outside. If there was any reasonable possibil- ity of Trasmere having shot himself, the solution would have been simple. But he did not shoot himself. He was shot here, the door was locked upon him, and the key returned to the table -how?" He took the key and tried one of the air -holes of the ventilator. The point of the key scarcely enter- ed. "There must be some other en- trance to the vault," he said. The sun was up before they finish- ed their examination of the room. The walls were solid. There was neither window nor fireplace. The floor was even more substantial than the walls. In a last hopeless endeavour to solve the mystery Carver called in an expert to inspect the vemtilator. It was made of steel, a quarter of an inoh thick. and fastened into the door itself. There were no screws with which it could have been taken out, and even if it had been removed, only the tiniest of mortals could have crept through. "Still," said Carver, "if we could suppose that the ventilator was re- movable, we might have taken a leaf from Edgar Allan Poe and thought seriously of a trained monkey being introduced. "There is the theory of the dupli- cate ker-.-_" "Which I dismiss," said Carver. "I am satisfied that no duplicate key was used. If a duplicate key had been procurable, Felling, or Walters as you call him, would have found his way "to it. He is the cleverest man in that business, and he has lived on duplicate keys all his life. He must have known that it was impossible to gain admission by such a method or he wouldn't have taken the trou- ble to make one. He is a specialist in that line of business, probably the finest locksmith of the underworld." "Then you suggest that this key was used?" Tab pointed to the table. "I not only suggest it, .but I would swear to it," said Carver quietly. "Look!" He pulled the door open so that the light fell upon the outside keyhole. "Do you see the little bltiod spots?" he asked. "That key has not only been used from the outside, where it has left unmistakable mark- ings, but the same has happened on the inside of the door." He swung the door again and Tab saw the tell-tale stains. "That door was unlocked from the inside after the old man was dead and locked again upon him." • "But how did the key get back to the table?" asked the bewildered re- porter. Mr. Carver shook his head. "A medical student wasonceasked by a professor whether Adam was ever a baby and he replied: 'God knows' -that is my answer to your he said. "We will leave the other boxes until to -morrow, Tab." Carver led the way out of the. vault, locked the door with the dupli- cate key, and put it in his pocket. "My brain is dead," said Tab. And it was then that he saw the new pin. VII From where he stood- the light caught it and sent up a thread of silvery reflection. He stooped me- chanically and picked it up. "What is tbat?" asked the detective curiously. "It looks to me like a pin," said Tab. It was a very ordinary pin, silvery bright and about an inch and a half in length. In that sense it was of an unusual size, though it was the kind that is commonly used by bank- ers, who delight in fastening large documents together by this barbarous rnethed. It was not straight; there was a slight bend in it, but otherwise it had no remarkable features. Tab looked at it sthpidly. "Give it to me," said Carver. He tactic it in his white -gloved hand and -Walked to a position under one of the lights. "I don't,suppose it has any significance," he said, "but P11 keep it." The put the pin carefully away in the match -box, where 'het had put . , [..-.Weeeeskileyes • ret"..teet'et the 15v5t. "Now, Tab:4"'lO `ValVa).*; briskly 00 they went pat of,the IteWe together intothe bright; eaalight, tWe' unshaven, weary,lookingen, "you have the story of year life, bet go easy on any clues we have found." "I didn't know vte 110 found any,?' said Tab, "unless the pin is a clue. "Even that I should not mention," said Carver gravely. When .he got back to his flat Tab found the lights of the sitting -room blazing and Rex Lander fully dressed, asleep .on' the settee. "I waited up till three,'" yawned Rex. "Have they caught Walter, or whoever it was?" "Not when I left Carver' which was ten minutes ago," replied 'Tab. "They suspect that man Brown. His gloves were found in the passage." "Brown, the man from China? • . . it was pretty awful, wasn't it?" ask- ed Babe in a hushed voice, as though the fearfulness of those moments through which he had passed were only now appealing to him in their sheer terror. "My God what an aw- ful thing! I've tried not to think. a- bout it all night; that horrible mem- ory persisted so that it nearly drove me mad." "I have one bit of good news for you, Rex," said the other as he began to prepare for bed. "We found your uncle's will. That is unofficial." "You found the will, did you?" said the other listlessly. "I am afraid I am ' not interested in his will just now. Who gets the money -the Dogs' Horne or the Cats' Creche?" "It goes to a stout young archi- tect," said Tab with a grin, "and I can see our little home breaking up. Maybe I'll come and see you when you are rich, Babe, if you'll know me." Rex's impatient gesture silenced him. "I'm not thinking about money - I'm thinking about other things," he said. Tab slept for four hours, and woke to find that Rex had gone out. When he came into the street the special editions of the Sundays news- papers were selling, with stories of the murder. The news -editor had not arrived when Tab reached the office, but he turned in the rough narrative of the tragedy to guide the office in its gen- eral search for Walters and Brown. He went on to Mayfield, but Car- ver was not there, and the police - sergeant in charge of the house was indisposed to admit him. Carver, be- ing a single man, lived in lodgings. Tab surprised him in the act of shav- ing. "No, there is no news of Felling and Brown, who is a much more dif- ficult proposition, has disappeared from view. Why is he more difficult? Because he is unknown. In compari- son tracing Walters is child's play Yet we haven't even found him," said the Inspector, wiping his face, "which is rather surprising, eonSidering that we know his usual haunts and ac- quaintances. None of these say they haye seen him. The cab -driver has come forward in answer to our hurry up call, arid says he set down Felling at the Central Station. They stop- ped on the way to buy a hat, appar- ently." Carver had not been to the station that morning, and even if he had he could not have given the news which was to startle Tab later in the day. "Have you formed any fresh the- ory, Carver?" Carver looked out of the window and pulled his long nose thoughtfully. He was a tall thin man with a lean face that was all lines and furrows. In repose it was melancholy in the ex- treme and his gentle apologetic tone seemed somehow in keeping with his appearance. "There are several theories, all more or less fluid," he said. "Has it occurred to you," asked Tab, "that the shot might have been filed through one of the ventilator holes?" Carver nodded several times before he answered. "It occurred to me after I left you and I went back to make sure, but there was no blaokening of the grat- ing such as there 'would be if a pas- tol of sufficiently small calibre had been pressed against one of the holes and fired, added to which there is this impertant fact: that the bullet of the size' the doctors found in Trasmere's billy woUld.not go through any such hole." Carver shook his head. 'No, the murder was committed actually in the vault, either by Brown, by Wal- ters, or by same third person." Tab had yfew independent inqpir- ies to pursue, one of which related to the coek. She had already been questioned by the police, he discover- ed, when he reached her little subur- ban home. A quiet, motherly, and unimaginative woman there was lit- tle she could tell. "It was my day off," she said. "Mr. Trasmere seet4 he was going into the country, though I dont suppose he was. He had said that before, but Walters told me to take no notice. 1 have never seen Mr. Trasmere," she said to Tab's surprise. "All my ar- tless came through Mr. Walters, and practically I was never inside the house except once, when the cleaning woman did not turn up in the morn- ing and I helped Walters to tidy the master's sitting -room. 1 remember that morning because I found a lit- tle black lid -well it was hardly a lid --41 have got it here if you would like to see it. I have often wonderel what it was for." "Lid," said Tab. "What kind of a lid?" "It was like the lid of a small pill- box," explained the woman, "about the size of a threepenny -piece. I pick- ed it up and asked Mr. Walters what it was for, and he said he didn't know. It was on the floor near the table and I brought it home, meaning to ask my husband what it was." She went out of 'he room and re- turned with the ."lid," which proved on examination to be a celluloid cap such as typists use to cover their keys. "Had Mr. Trasmere a typewriter?' "No, sir," she answered, shaking her head, "not so far as I know. I have never seen one. As I say, 'I have only been that once into the house. The kitchen is built away from the living rooms, although it is connected; Mr. Trasmere gave strict orders that I was to keep to my kit- baa great detachen." ':erteee lya* Old PCIM140:44 *xi never eMe_leYed a tYelet , w,xptp to Aex Igis own" d, "Are you sure nobs* canto 41414 the day to take your Master% AO,' respondence?" he asked. ''Io; I am perfectly sure tern would halve told me. Hle used to complain how dull it was becauie no, body came to the house at all, and he was rather partial to young women, so I am sure I should have heard, Have 'they found Mr. Walters? I'm certain he didn't do it." Tab satisfied her on that point. - . "Do you know the Greens?" he asked, remembering just as he was on the point of leaving the house the witnesses to the old man's will." "No, sir, not really," she said. "Mrs. Green was cook before me and I saw her once, the day I came, and Mr. Green too. They were a very nice couple and I don't think the master treated them very well." "Where are they now?" "I don't know, sir," she said. "I did hear that they had gone to Aus- tralia. They were middle-aged peo- ple, but very strong and healthy, and Mr. Green was always talking about going to Australia, where he was born and settling down there." "Did Green or his wife have any hard feeling against Mr. Trasmere?" She hesitated. "Well, they naturally felt' sore be- cause they had been accused of thiev- ing, and Mr. Green seemed to feel the disgrace terribly, especially when the master had their boxes searched because he had lost some valuable silver and a gold watch." This was news to Tab. He had heard of the food pilfering, but he had not heard of the other losses. She could tell him very little more, except that Green had acted as a sort of butler. "Was Walters there at the time?" asked Tab. "Yes, sir; he was Mr. Trasmere's valet. After Mr. Green went Mr. Walters was butler and valet, too." Tab went straight -to the office to write the story up to date, 'but he knew that it was a waste of labour, since some news was certain to come in before nightfall. The news -editor was at his desk when he pushed open the big swing doors and came into the news -room to report. ;"These front page crimes always come together in shoals," complained the news -editor bitterly. "I have an- other very good story---" "Well, give it to a good story writ- er," said Tab. "This case is going to occupy not only my time, but the time of half a dozen men very fully indeed. What is the new sensation?" he asked sarcastically. "An actress has lost her iewels. which does not sound tremendously exciting," said the news -editor, fish- ing for two slips of paper on which he had made a rough note of the case, "but you needn't bother about that. I'll put another mian on the story as soon as I can get one." "VV -ho is the actress?" "Ursula AIrdfern," replied the edi- tor, and Tab's jaw dropped. 411 11 (Continued next week.) SAVOURY SNACKS QUICKLY MADE Cheese Sandwiches With Bacon. Beat three eggs until light. add Se pound of grated Canadian cheese, 1 teaspoonful Worcestershire sauce, e4, teaspoonful salt, 1/2 teaspoonful pap- rika, a few grains of cayenne: Mix.well and spread on eight slices of bread cut one-third inch thick. Have bacon cut in very thin slices the length of the slice of bread. Make bacon still thinner by pressing each strip on a board with a broad knife. Cover cheese with bacon and bake 8 or 10 minutes under gas flame or in a hot oven. Serve immediately. Western Sandwich. Put one small, finely chopped onion in frying pan with 2 tablespoonfuls butter, and stir and cook 2 minutes. Add 1/2 cup chopped ham and four eggs. Cook and stir until the eggs begin to get firm. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Spread between slices of buttered' toast and serve at once. Deviled Eggs. Hard -cook one or one-half egg for each person to be served., While the eggs are cooking, make a rich white sauce -allowing one cupful of sauce for each three persons to be served. When the eggs are cooked, place them under the cold water tap to cool; re- move shells, cut in two lengthwise, remove yolks and mash and season the yolks, add salt, pepper and a dash of Worcestershire sauce. If you have a little minced ham or ham sandwich paste on hand, add it, too, to the mashed yolks. Pile the yolks back into the whites. Place the eggs, fill- ed side up in a .buttered baking dish; cover with the sauce, which has been seasoned with salt, pepper and a few drops of onion juice; cover top with buttered soft hreaderumhs, and place under the broiler until the crumbs are lightly browned. Serve on crisp slic- es of toast, from which crusts have been removed. Ham Sandwich Au Gratin. Spread buttered toast with potted ham. Make a rich cream sauce, add- ing diced, hard -cooked eggs, choppe-d green peppers, and grated cheese. Pour over the toast, and sprinkle with paprika. Serve at once. This makes a delicious evening snack. In - Mead of the potted ham, left -over ham may be used, putting it througb the food chopper and mixing it with may- onnaise dressing. ..'...,44. . - ; ,,. . 7, ^: sesselesseerest ,. seers -See e r- - eseete sVi..k th 5. sprinkled thickly 'wit/ ,' that has been fried allS top slice with a lettuce.,a .i.fp the egg yolks over.iti4k10 g. paprika after dotting. With .mayon,t,' naise. Savory Sendai* Spread hot slices of buttered toast from which the crusts have beenjte- moved before toasting, With, a little': chutney or home-made pleldee sprin, kle with hot, crisp finely chopped bac- , on, cover this with a erisP lettuce kao,, - and top with a second slice of toast, This should be very hot before sere- e ing. For a more elaborate sandwiele use first the layer ef chutney-, cover witigg lettuce leaves, then add thin slices of meat or poultry, a slice of Crisply fried bacon, Jand another, and then the coveting' of hot buttered tOast Cheese Bobs. Wrap small squares of cheese ha, two strips of bacon and fasten with al toothpick. Broil until the bacon is done. Serve on a slice of toast, *Cr. companied by crisp cucumber picklee. Roast Beef Sandwith. 1 *J. If there is any cold roast beef atti left -over gravy on hand, thinly slice the meat, removing all fat."Heat tbe gravy, and pour it over the slid meat. Allow it to stand for a inop,i- ent or two, not ,allowing it to boil, then place the slices of meat between slices of crisp, hot toast, or slieeaRif liTeaC. from which the crusts turn, been removed. Pour over the hot sandwich a little of the re-lvtatedl gravy, to which a dash of Worcalver- shire sauce 1a been added, and serve at once. FHE McKILLOP MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE CO'L MAD OFFICE-SEAFORTH, omr. OFFICERS: ramex Evans, Beechwood - Freak/tend! Tames Connolly; Goderich, Vice -Pres. 0. F. McGregor, Seaforth, Sec.-Treas. AGENTS; Alex. Leitch, R. R. No. 1, Clinton ; V. E. Hinchley, Seaforth; John Mur- Egmondville; J. W. Yeo, Godo- ich; R. G. Jarmouth, Brodhagsn; Jags. yatt, Blyth. DIRECTORS: William Rinn, R. R. No. 2, Seafortb; -an Bennewies, Brodhagen; James ()vans, Beechwood; James Connelly, locterich; Alex. Broadfoot. No 7, Sea- 'orth; Robert Ferris, Oarlock; George -fcCartney, No. 8, Seaforth; Murray 'Norm, Broceileld ; James Sholdlea, *Talton. •••ail•• LONDON AND WINGHAM Centralia Exeter Hensall Kippen Brucefield Clinton North. Londesboro Blyth Belgrave Wingham Wingham Belgrave Blyth Londesboro Clinton Rrucefield . Kippen Hensall Exeter Bacon and Egg Club Sandwiches. Toast and butter generously three evenly sliced pieces of bread. Boil two eggs hard, peel them and separ- ate yolks and whites. Mince them, not too finely, and bind with mayonnaise. Lay on the bottom slice of bread a crisp lettuce lea coveted thickly with the minced egg -Whites. 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