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Home My WebLink AboutThe Huron Expositor, 1930-04-11, Page 7it ?ia I, ii. ,_ Apptu. , Variooee e, Varicose Veins. Ab "mom Ity. Consultation Free. tla 1 or write. . J. G. SMITH, British Appli- ance Specialist, 15 Downie St., Strat- ford, Ont. 8202-25. I Weakness Spinal De OM.; LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public, Etc. Beattie Block - - Seaforth, Ont R. S. HAYS Barrl'ater, Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to BEST & BEST Barristers, Solicitors, Cona'eyanl ears 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 Toronto. 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. A MEDICAL DR. F. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Ophthal- mei 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. SE 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. I. DOUGALL Honor graduate ' of Faculty of Medicine 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-BRADY Bayfield Graduate Dublin University, Ire- land. Late Externssitnt Master Rotunda Hospital for Women and Children, Dublin. Office at residence lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons. urs, 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m.; ays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-26 DR. F. J. BURROWS Office and residence Goderich Street, east of the United Church, Sea - forth. Phone 46. Coroner for the County of Huron. Dr. C. MACKAY C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin- ity University, and gold medalist of Trinity Medical College; member of the College of Physicians and Sur- 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 ; Soy?al 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. a DR. J. A. MUNN Successor to Dr. R. R. Ross Graduate of Northwestern Univers- ity Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal Col lege of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over Sills' Hardware, Main St., Seaforth. Phone 151. DR. F. J. BECHELY Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R. Smith's Grocery, Main Street, Sea - forth. Phones: 011ice, 185 W; resi- dence, 185 J. 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 °Mee, Seaforth. Charges moderate, a n d satisfaction guaranteed. Phone 302. OSCAR KLOPP, Honor Graduate Carey Sines' Na- tional School of Auctioneering, Chi- cago. Special course taken in Pure 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. 2866-25 r R. T. LUKER Licensed auctioneer for the County of Hurn. 'Sales attended ' to in all parts of the county. Seven years' ex- perience in Manlitoba and Saskatche- wan. Terms reasonable, Phone No 178 ,ie 11,, Ece!ter, Centralia P.O., R.It Nd. ;1. Orders heft at The Huron Fix- positor Office, Seaforth, promptly at - 'fended. el CLUE of THE 1". PIN 41, By EDGAR W ALI ALE (Continued from last week.) XXXII Ie awoke to consciousness' with a sense of a dull pain at the 'hack his neck and a feeling of restriction He was sitting against the wall, prop ped up, and when he tried to bring up a hand to rub his aching neck he found they would not move. He op- ened his eyes and looked around, and the first thing he noticed was that his feet were strapped together. He star- ed stupidly a;, the fastening and tried to move his hands -but they were in a curie us position, He was handcuf- fed behind. To the connecting links a cord had been fastened and passed under him to the' strap. "What-" he began, and heard somebody laugh softly. Looking up he saw Rex. That young man 'was sitting on the edge of the table, smoking. "Feel 'better?" he asked politely."What"hat is the meaning of this, Rex." "It means that, as I promised, you have found the murderer of dear Uncle Jesse;" said Rex, his baby 'blue eyes gelaming. "I killed Jesse Tras- mere. 11 also killed that drunken beast Brown. I didn't intend killing Brown," he went on reflectively. "Un-.' fortunately he left me no alternative. He recognized me in the park at the time when I was supposed to be in Naples." "Didn't you go abroad?" gasped Tab, the minor deception for the mom- ent (bulking largely. Rex shook his head. "I didn't go any farther than the mouth of the river," he said. "I came off with the' pilot. The, cables and wireless messages that I sent were despatched by the steward, whom I paid for that purpose. I never left town." Tab could say nothing. "If you had done as I wished," said Rex, with an odd note. of reproach in his voice, "I should have made you a rich man, Tab; but like the sneak- ing swine you are, you took the wo- man who was' fore -ordained to be my wife! Your beastly lips have touch- ed hers, my goddess!" His voice quavered. Tab, staring at him, realized that he was in the presence of a madman. "You think I am mad," said Rex, as though he was guessing the other's thoughts. "Perhaps I am, but I adore her. II killed Jesse Trasmere because I wanted 'her, could not wait for her, needed the money to possess her." In a flash there came to Tab Ursu- la's words: "I killed Jesse Trasmere. I was the indirect cause." So she knew! That was the ex- planation 'of her strange attitude when Rex had come into the room. And Yeh Ling knew, and' had come soft -footed to the door of the priv- ate dining room, ready to leap upon the visitor if he showed any sign of hostility. Yeh Ling, the watchful, the soft -footed one, the everlasting guar- dian -in his heart Tab Holland .thank- ed God for Yeh Ling. Rex went out of the vault and was gone for five minutes. When he came back he was carrying a writing pad which he put on the table, pulled upa chair and sat down. "I am going to give you the scoop of your life, Tab," he 'said. There was no mockery in his voice; it was, if anything, very serious and gentle. "I am going to write a full con- fession of how I killed all three of you." Tab said nothing. This whimsical act of the man was in keeping with the theory of lunacy. For 'half an hour he listened to the scratching of a pen and the rustle of paper as one by one the sheets were covered, 'blot- ted, and neatly put aside. Wlhat was his end to be? Rex would kill him; he had no doubt whatever on this score. The man was impervious to appeal, and it was senselessto call for help. 'His voice would never es- cape the confinement of that under- ground room. Carver and he had made an experi- ment 'after Trasmere's death. He had stayed in the vault and fired a 'blank cartridge whilst Carver was outside the house listening, but no sound had come out. Tab looked round for the sign of a weapon, but if Lander had brought one it was not visible. "There, I've said everything, and here it shall stay on the table and when they find your bones they will know why you died:" Watching him, Tab saw him sign his name with a flourish, the old flour- ish, which had often amused him. "What are you going to do, Lan- der?" he asked quietly, and Lander smiled. "Have no fear," he said, "I am go- ing to disfigure your •athletic body or do you (violence. You are going to stay here and die," Tab fixed him with an unwavering glance, "You don't Suppose-" he began, but ')'ought better of it. "I don't suppose that your friend, Mr. Carver will not come in search of you; that was what you were go- ing to say; 'but believeme, Mr. Car- ver will never find you. In the first place he would not come here, for no- body knows that you are here. He didn't even suspect that I was your visitor last night!" "Have you •a clock in your room'?" said Tab, a light dawning on him.. The other frowned. "In my bedroom, (at the hotel?" he was surprised into saying. "You haven't!" said Tab triumph- antly. "Good old Carver! He asked you theotim'e when he was talking on the telephone, didn't he. and You re- plied. He knew you were the man who came into the flat. He knew that when he called you up you would be fully dr e'atced and have a Watch hi Y ss #e'Ytn the halk1?' in t"1Pe (! Ar'bo'ur .14s brp . y 1>h s stand .Was saner So thought a'6 s t$ one half of his ;was; the aCtl y bo f was taking stock of his inkhope of ees cape. Re was 1 nldeufled behind; .a- round his legs way a trap that was beyond the reach pt'; his teeth. Be- tween the links of the handcuffs and the strap a cord .had been fastened and pulled tight, so that his knees were doubledup without hope of straightening unless he could succeed in breaking the cord. If that wera possible, there was the key within reach. He made one effort, pulling up his legs still farther and then jerking out his feet, violently. The pain of it nearly made him faint tough as he was. It seemed as if both his slhoulders were dislocated He could feel the cord; it was stout perhaps with finger and nail he could pick it into shreds, fibre by fibre, or cut it with his thumb- nail . . After the wall was up his time would (be very short unless the vault contained some other ventilator which neither Carver nor he had discovered. And yet, even if the cord was broken he must wait until Lander had com- pleted his work. It would be fatal, handcuffed as he was, to break out. whilst Rex was on band. His only chance was to free himself of the trussing cord whilst the work out- side was in progress, get the key, and by some contortion unlock the door and employ his great• -strength \\ to push through the newly laid oriels. The time would be short . . , but the cord was unbreakable. He rolled over on one side, and bracing his feet against the leg of the table and his head against the wall succeeded in getting on to his knees. Bound as he ` was, his eyes were at the level of the table -top. Shelves, steel shelves . . . per- haps there was a rough edge some- where. He hobbled along on his knees and saw a promising place. Again he rolled over, this time on his back, raising his feet until, by straining, he brought the cord against the shelf. And all the time came the ring of the trowel and the crooning song of Rex Lander- The knew at once that it was a hopeless proposi- tion. The sharp edge was. beneath the shelf. he could only reach the up- per surface. 'Crossing his legs to get a better purchase, he felt the strap slip upward. By pushing at the strap he brought it to below his knees, and he could have yelled his delight, for now the cord was slack and he would, he thought, at least be able to stand. The sound of amateur brick -laying ceased suddenly, and. Rex came to the grating. "You're wasting your time doing all those funny tricks," he said confident- ly. "I practised that tie all one eve- ning and you'll not get away. If you come out you'll be sorry!" "Avaunt, fat man!" snarled Tab. "Get to your flesh pots, gross feeder!" Rex chuckled. "Partial to tab lines, eh?" "Get out of my sight," said Tab, 'you theatrical poseur! All t h e money yau have couldn't make you a gentleman --a" He was interrupted by the torrent of rage which swept down upon him from the impotent man eiutside. "I wish I'd killed you," he scream- ed. "My God. if I could get in " "But you can't," said Tab, "that is why the position is so remarkably free from anxiety. Carver knows• --don't forget that. Carver will have you on the trap -he has promised himself that treat, though I can't see how they'll hang a crazy man," he went on. Lander clawed at the steel plate, sobbing in his rage. "I'm not mad, I'm not mad," he screamed. "I'm sane! Nobody can put me away . . . I'm not mad, Tab: you know I"m not mad." "You are just the maddest" thing that ever lived," said Tab inflexibly. "Thank God I saved Ursula" the words were hardly out of his lips 'be- fore he regretted them. He had turned the mind of the man at the door in the last direction he wanted it to go. "Ursula . . . mine!. Do you hear, she's mine now . . " Tab heard the clash of the trowel as it was thrown down and the sound of hurrying feet growing fainter. Tab wriggled himself to his knees, threw back his weight and came to his feet. It was a terrible strain to support himself, but he was standing, doubled up grotesquely, but free, to mo•Ive his feet a few inches at a time. So he crept to the table, and leaning over, pulled the key toward him with his chin. He brought it carefully to the edge, then gripped the handle in his teeth and Shuffled to the door. But the lock was set so close to the wall that he could not get his head into position to insert the key. He tried twice, and then, what he feared hap- pened. The key dropped from his teeth with a clang to the floor. )He was on the point of kneeling when he heard somebody moving a- bout. Rex opened the door to the sitting -room and shouted something; what it was, Tab could not hear, but there came to him a noise aa if some- body was breaking sticks. Crack, crack, crack! it went, and then he sniffed. It was a faint smell of burn- ing petrol he had detected and he knew that for him the ,worst had happened. Mayfield was on fire. tl rPS your pocket. "Oh," said the other blankly, and then: "He carne to see me this morn- ing, damn him! It was to discover of whether there was a clock in the room, eh?" he grinned, but there was no humour in those bared teeth. "He _ doesn't know you are here, anyway," he said. "Good-bye, Tab. Do you remember how you tried to make a reporter of me, and how I used to sit at the office studying crime? Well, I found a new trick in those cuttings and I have been waiting years to put it into •practice." No other word he spoke, but took something from his pocket: it was a' reel of stout cotton. Then from his waistcoat he produced a new pin, and with great care and solemnity tied the thread to 'the end of the pin, Tab watching him intently. And all the time he was working, Rex Lander was humming a little tune, as though he were engaged in the most innocent occupation. Presently he stuck the point of the pin in the centre of the table. and pulled at it by the thread he 'had fastened. Apparently he was' satisfied. He unwound •a further length of cotton, and when he had sufficient he thread- ed the key upon it, carrying it well outside the door. The end he brought back into the vault, pushing it through one of the air -holes. Then he closed the door carefully. He had left plen- ty of slack for his •purpose and Tab heard the click of the lock as it was fastened, and his heart sank. He watched the door fascinated, and saw that Lander was pulling the 'slack of the cotton 'through the' air -hole. Pres- ently the key came in sight under the loor. Higher and higher, came the sagging line 'of cotton 'and the key rose until it was at the table's level, slid down the taut cotton, and came to rest on the table. Tighter drew the strain of the thread, 'and pres- ently the pin came out, passed through the hole in the key, leaving it in the exact centre of the table. !Tab watched' the bright pin as it was pulled across the floor and through the ventilator. That was the secret of the pin! The last time the thread must have slipped, or possibly the point of the pin had caught in the woodwork of the door and had fallen where he had found it. Or the man may have left it in the vault, and it had been 'left in the •pass'age• after Trasmere's death to add mystery to mystery. "Did you see?" Lander's voice shook with pride. "Simple, eh? And quick Tab?" Tab did not answer. "I am a rotten architect, eh, Tab, but by Jingo, I'm a good bricklayer! Have you seen me lay bricks. Tab ? I know so much about, it that I fired the two workmen to -day, and said I was going to get some- body else to finish the job. Tab, I'm finishing it. . . " Tab crossed his hands and tried to snap the connecting links of the cuff, but he could not get purchase. He had been so tied that he could hardly move. His head was aching terribly and he knew the cause; one of the first things he had seen on recovering consciousness was the sand -bag which Rex Lander had used as he was lean- ing across the table, fooled into be- lieving that some secret passage would be revealed when he gulled. Rex was singing softly, and mingled with hi's voice came the click and ring of trowel on brick, that scraping sound that bricklayers make, that tap, tap, tap of the trowel as it knocked the bricks into place. "I shall probably be working all night," Lander interrupted his sing- ing to say, talking with his mouth against the ventilator. "I ought to have •put the light out, but it is too late now." "You poor lout," said Tab con- temptuously. "You poor cheap lun- atic! I can't be angry with you, you unspeakable fat man!" 'He heard the quick intake of the other's breath, and knew that he had touched him on the raw. "Don't you realize," said' Tab re- morselessly, "that the very first place Carver will look will be this vault, and when he finds it is bricked up, the very first thing he will do will be to tear it down, and all your fine explan- ations will not stop him. And then what will he find? The confession which, in your crazy vanity, you have made, and my statement." "You'll be dead." howled Lander, and went to work frantically. XXXIII Tab's brain was' clearing now; he was taking a cold' survey of the posi- ticu. Rex Lander was mad'' -up to a point. Mad 'as men of abnormal van- ity are mad. Vanity inspired the bravado which made him leave in the death -room a statement which would surely hang him when it was found. Vanity and hurt pride led him to his present dreadful (act, even as it had led him to search amongst Tab's papers at the flat for Ursula's non-existent love letters and to tea and mutilate the portrait of the man who had won her love. Rex was the burglar. Who else could have found his way unerringly in the dark? And 'Carver had known! Madness in relation to crime fas- cinated Tab. In• his younger and more confident'd:aye he had written a monograph on the subject, which, amidst must :profitless speculation, had contained one gem M reasoning -the demand for corroborative evi- dence of criminal insanity. "Not evi- dence of a number ofacts showing that an accused person is iris'anely cruel or pursues some one, apparently mad, course; but proof that in other relations he is abnormal. it is car- roboration of homicidal tendencies that a m'an insists on wearing odd boots of a different color, or that he XX XIV "No answer," said Exchange. Mr. Carver rubbed his nose irritab- ly and glanced up at the clock. Then he lifted• the instrument again. "Give me Hertford 906," he said. In five minutes the call was signal- led. "Miss Ardfern . . . Carver speaking. I'm very, very sorry -got you out of bed, did I . so sorry! What time did Tab leave ? „ Half -past eight . you don't say so? Oh yes, he's all right gone to the office . . . oh yes, he does some Saturday nights. Don't Worry . . . can't trust love - Mitten young men, eh . . . cer- tainly I'd call you if there was any- thing wrong." He put the instrument back and looked up at the clock. Then he pressed a bell. The sergeant *ho an- swered was dressed. as if he expected to go out into the storm at any mlom- ent. "Men ready . . . :good. Pitts dt Wr;`` dik L !O4rt4axly �pna8lc W the t s� qe�" *Ow ...t.�NOxYeo, uit 091+0 :A1.000t 0�tteM1, •.144410.NIA+4 StOPPIe im419+oo Hotel; two men to each entrance, one to the upper floor, in ease he breaks that way. Four good' men for his room . . men sharp enough to dodge his quick -firing batteries, he'll shoot." "Who is the man, sir?" "Mr. 'Rex Lander. I want him for murder and forgery; attempted mur- der and burglary. If he's not at home it will be easy . we'll take him us he comes into the hotel. One of the riight porters is probably be- ing well paid by him. He was the fellow who stalled me last night and gave Lander a dhance to get to his room and use the telephone. So we'd better get there (before the room clerk goes off duty. And don't for- get to impress upon the men that Lander will shoot! If the night por- ter is on duty we'll take him. He's not to get to the telephone beat his head off if he tries. I'll be with you in five minutes." H!e made another attempt to get in touch with Tab, but was no more successful. Then a thought struck him. He remembered 'that Tab had told him the name of the sporting tenant who occupied the flat below. But Tab had also told him that this gentleman was seldom at home. Still, there was a chance. He waited, the receiver at his ear. "Is that Mr. Cowling . . . why, I am sorry to disturb you . . . I'm Inspector Carver, a friend of Hol- land's, who lives above yau. You haven't any idea whether he is at home? I've been trying to get him you've heard the 'phone go- ing, have you? Yes, that was me." "He came in about an. hour ago," said the 'tenant's voice, "then some- body called him. I can hear the phone very plainly from my room. Bex or Wex or some such name." "Rex?" asked the Inspector quick- ly; "yes, yes . he went out, did he ?-thank you." He sat staring down at his blotting pad for a minute, then be got up and pulled on his raincoat. His squad were getting into cabs as he came out of the station and he entered the first of these. Had he left it too long? he .won- dered. The warrant had been issued after he had taken the. sworn state- ment of the man Green, formerly but- ler to Jesse Trasmere. He had brought this witness from Australia; had cabled to him the very day that Trasinere was found Murdered, Green's reply had confirmed his sus- picions. Too late now to regret his delay - Accompanied by his sergeant he strolled into the hotel. The, lounge was empty, half the lights had been extinguished, and, as he had expect- ed, the room clerk had gone, leaving a stalwart night porter in charge. "Mr. Lander sir? No, I don't think he is in. I'll get through to his room." "Don't touch that telephone!" said the Inspector, "I am an officer of the police. Show me to hi's room." The man hesitated the fraction of a second, and then: "If you monkey with the switch- board I'll put you where the rats won't bite you," said Carver sharply. "Come out of that!" The man obeyed sulkily. "I've done no wrong," he was only trying to-" "Watch this man," said "Now give me the key to room." The man took down a key from a hook and threw it on the counter. Rex Lander's suite was empty, as Carver had expected. "I want a thorough search made of these rooms," he said to the sergeant. "I will leave you a man to help you. All stations must be maintained un- til they are withdrawn. He may come in late." He waited for half an hour inside the hall, but though there was a con- stant procession of cars and cabs lad- en with people returning from the theatres, there was no sign of Rex Lander. 'The hall tive. "I've got a wife and three children. I don't want to get into any trouble. What do you want Mr. Lander for?" "I'll not tell you," said Carver curt- ly. "If it is anything very serious I know nothing about it." said the por- ter. "I might as well tell you that I did him a favour the other night." "Last night, was it?" "Yes. He was in the hall when somebody telephoned through for him and he asked me to keep them wait- ing whilst he went up to his room. Elle' told me it was a lady friend that said; "I Carver. Lander's porter became informa- When you need new energy, when you are hot and mouth is dry -pep up with Wrigley's -it moistens mouth and throat. The increased flow of saliva feeds new strength to the blood, you can do more - you feel ii4titbetter.-`•illll ‘k Itcep awake with Wrigley's CK 14 ly r`0i khe vel}+ a;ea4e a lir Prod' kat .4-'' 19' ellf old fa4hjozlec9, • I'f re f:9941d. TtAAI;$ dra.wersr" lhersatsh • Carver e,Fa pined Iii; eat o lir momont..he 4aw it lbe Icne+sv:. i Was, even before he ;fquad; i+he ese characters engiraited on the st , eel of the butt. • . "ti thought so," he said. "It is! a Chinese 'issue, the sort they serv!l out, to their Army officers abet twelve years ago. I think you'll find it was the property of Trasmere," 1'e: snapped' it open. It was fully loaded; containing four live and two used cartridges. "Keep that carefullY...a•- part. Wrap it in paper and have it photographed for finger prints," he ordered. "You found nothing else?" "There's a receipted bill from Bur - bridge's for a sapphire ring," said the mai; and Carver smiled faintly. The present which Rex had bought "in Rome" for his friend 'had been purchased within a few miles of Doughty Street and was intended to emphasize the fact that Rex was a- broad. It was nearing twelve o'clock when a 'phone message came through from police -headquarters and Carver went to the- instrument. "Is • that you, Mr. Carver Mayfield is burning . . . the brig- ade have just had a call." Carver dropped the receiver as if it were red-hot and flew to the door. A cab had just set down some guests at the hotel axed he pushed uncere- moniously past them. "Peak Avenue," he said. What a fool not to have thought of Mayfield before! He cursed volub- ly in the darkness of the taxi. And after he knew that Rex Lander had called Tab on the 'phone and that,Tab had gone out! Of course, that was where he would have taken Tab -to Mayfield. Tab would have gone cheerfully, having no suspicion of his friend, and -'Carver shuddered. He had read only too clearly the significance of the torn photographs. The man was insanely jealous; would stop at nothing. With two murders to his credit, a third would be simple. Long 'before' he reached Peak Av- enue he saw the red glow in the sky, and groaned. Amidst that blazing hell Rex Lander had destroyed not only his rival but half the evidence of his crime. jFa (Continued next week.) FARM NEWS AND VIEWS Better Feed Assured. Change's in grading standards of feed oats and barley promulgated re- cently by the Seed Branch of the Dominion Department of Agriculture give Eastern feeders the assurance of better quality in these feeds. Under the new standards better cleaning to remove weed seeds is required so that even the lowest grades of feed oats and barley will contain not more than three per cent. of weed seeds. One of the major complaints by Eastern feeders against feeds from the West is now overcome and the cleaned feeds can now be !bought on certificate as to freedom from weed seeds as well as to quality, Live Stock Winters Well. Brant County farmers report that stock has wintered well and is in fair condition. Generally speaking this condition prevails throughout the en- tire province, with an exception here and there. In Carleton live stock prices have been exceptionally good while in Durham fewer members have been marketed than is usual for this time of year. Glengarry live stock is in excellent condition and Haldimand reports likewise. Breeding stock is bringing a good price in Perth. More Fertilizer Used. R. H. Clemens, agricultural repre- sentative for Wellington County, is the authority for some interesting in- formation regarding fertilizers which seems to he quite typical of the situa- tion this year. In 1928 his county im- ported 125arloadsl of commercial fertilizer a in 1929 this increased to 225 car oads. One mixed farming township,,, twelve miles square, im- ported 64 carloads. A substantial in- crease over last year's figures is look- ed for this season. Why Keep Old Hens In discussing methods of increasing egg production F. C. Elford, Dominion Poultry Husbandman, asks the very pertinent question, "Why keep old hens?" He provides the answer 'by citing official figures from tests con- ducted by the Experimental Farms Branch of the Dominion Department of Agriculture showing that when pullets are tested against hens the average• yearly profit over cost of feed is, for the pullet $3.34 and for the hen, $1.66; presented in another way, it costs 20 cents to produce one dozen of eggs through pullets as against a per -dozen cost of 35 cents with old hens. It is also pointed out that it takes 60 eggs to pay for the cost of the bird, and any pullet or hen which doesn't lay at least this number is just a bill of expense. There are a number of good ways of getting hens that will lay a profit ov- er their cost and keep. Egg Market Settles Down. The imports of eggs from the Unit• ed States have now practically ceas- ed for the current season. A few carloads are reported to have come in recently .but these had been purchas- ed on a previous order. The egg market has settled down quite early this year to a spring storing basis and prices at a majority of producing points are considerably lower than a year ago., With mild weather pre- vailing in most producing districts it is not improbable. that the movement into storage will get under way in earnest within the next week or so. Apple Market in West. The 'belief is expressed by W. B. Somerset, former overseas represen!t- I.. li Plan to enjoy 4 pleasures and cOfvef.: fences of an escorte " tour this summer.. Vomit Jasper National 'P*> Seethe great Canadian: Rockies ... the Pacific Coast ... or Alaska. Or go east --the Maritimes and Old Quebec. Choice of dates and itineraries available. Full information, descriptive booklets and reservations from any agent of Canadian National Railways. yaadian INIational war ative of the Ontario Fruit Growers, that the fruit growers of this prov- ince have an extensive and profitable market awaiting hem in he Canadian west if they will only go after it. There is very little direct competition 'between Ontario and British Colum- bia in the prairie market except in tomatoes, because in apples the Brit- ish Columbia grower confines himself very largely to fancy boxes 'predom- inatly of early varieties. With a good pack of later sorts in bushel ham- pers, Mr. Somerset sees no reason why the Ontario grower could not sell a great deal of fruit. Food For Brood Sows. Alfalfaor clover hay fed from racks forms an excellent roughage f or broad sows. Roots are also good but may not always 'be available. The meal ration may vary considerably but should not 'be too strong. Bran, shorts, ground oats and ground bar- ley in equal parts, if fed judiciously at from two to six ,pounds daily, de- pending on the size and condition of the sow as well as the period of pregnancy, has been found to give good food results. Mineral feeds are usually essential and may be supplied either 'by sods or a suitable mineral mixture containing charcoal,, ashes, bone meal, etc. LONDON AND WINGHAM North. a.m. p.m. Centralia 10.36 5.41 Exeter 10.49 5.54 Hensall 11.03 6.08- Kippen 11.08 6.13 Brucefield 11.17 6.22 Clinton 12.03 6.42.10 Londesboro 12.23 7.02 Blyth 12.32 7.11 Belgrave 12.44 7.23 Wingham 1.00 7.45' South. Wingham Belgrave Blyth Londesboro Clinton Brucefield Kippen Hensall ...... Exeter ... Centralia a.m. 6.45 7.03 7.14 7.21 7.40 7.58 8.05 8.13 8.27 8.39 p.m. 3.03' 3.23 3.37 3.45. 4.08 4.28' 4.36 4.43• 4.68 5.08• C. N. R. TIME TABLE East. S.M. p.m. Goderich 6,20 2.20' Holmesville 6.86 2.37 Clinton 6.44 2.50 Seaforth 6.59 8.08 St. Columban 7.06 3.15 - Dublin 7.11 8.22 Dublin St. Columban. Seaforth Clinton Holmesville Goderich West. a.m. p.m. p.m. 11.27 6.38 10.04• 11.32 5.44 .... 11.43 5.53 10.17 11.59 6.08-5.43 10.31 12.11 7.05 10.40' 12.25 7.10 10.57- C. P. R. TI VIE- TABLE East. Goderich Menset McGaw Auburn Blyth Walton McNaught Toronto • West. a.m. 5.50' 5.55- 6.04 8.11 6.25 6.40' 6.52 10.211 Toronto McNaught Walton myth .. Auburn McGaw .. Meneset (Waith 5' a.m. 'M0" 128^ trz 5!c