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Office and residence on Goderich Street, one doer east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea - forth. BY EDGAR WALLACE `Wive, unfortunately," said Mr. inches square, and looked Oat it.waz; 'Callender oracularly, "wraps itself in --a very ordinary cartel such as is such pleasant garb that, seen; from a I employed for 'paeking medicinal pow - distance, it looks like sober virtue. ders. The ?•laze of the footlights, co to I orate Observed that this hot plac- peak, eoneeals rather than enrpha.siz- ed this very carefully on the top es the tawdriness of the stage. Yeung shelf of a bookcase before turning his and romantic persona," he locked ,attention to him. very baro] at his daughter, and she 'tiWkat do Q want?" repeated Her - became more oo'reiiused in her endoav- !ace, attempting the jocular. , "Well, or Lo appear uneon!eerned, "are often I 'want many things, but Most im- deceived by bhe glamour of distance. irmeddately I require some money." - I think •.it is only :'air Shat we should! Pinlow stared at him. take the opportunity of a closer view "You don't mean it?" he said. -- what say you, Horace?" • "I_ do," said the. youth. "Fact is, Horace had fmuch to say, hot he I !have (been speculating, and I've Lost contented'hinvseif with expressing the two• thousand," view that lie tt ught the visit 311- ' (Pinlow laughed long and .loud. It zovised. M. C •a�rncicit hesrt,4to"i. He was the first anr,�usi g thing that had ],:,d a great redet for th • opinion happened 'ap p to him for two days, of his son -'other than on mann? of "You poor devil!" -)ie said;; "you' finance. ;poor devil! if never thought you "Ill-advised, Horares?" repeated were so human -and what horse did ,Gladys sweetly. you lose it on?" "Yes," he said sulkily. "I don't "I never back houses," said Horace, want you to tweet these gambling peo- with dignity. "I hope I am not suecn l.: ' -ate any rate, I shan't cone" a fool as to back horses." "Of course, nay dear," hastened his "It doesn't matter• very much how father, "if you take that• view. - I you lost it," said the other sarcastic - would never go against your con- ally, "so long as you have been fool science." enough to lose it. How did it hap - "Oh, do come, Horace!" pleaded pen?" the girl, and there was a dangerous Thereupon 'Horace related the sad glitter in her eye; it will be so good story of the speculation in provisions. for you; Insides, if ycu do not care Pinlow heard him through, and then to see the .horses, you can go to the burst'into a fit of immoderate laugh - nearest farm • and ask then about ter. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. e. your • hobby." , "What a mug!" he daughed, wip- "Hoebby?" !Mr. Callander was puz- ing his eyes. "What an easy mug! •zled. Oh, you innocent child! Now evhat "Yes, father; didn't you know that do you want me, or expect fie, to Horace was awfully keen on poultry do?' farming?" "I'thought you might lend me the It was mean pf her, and she knew money," said Horace stiffly. He, saw it; .but, there was a force working nothing amusing in his cruel dilemma. within her which was stronger than '"Lend it to you ?-don't talk non - she was. sense," said tPirdere, coming back to "Horace is very interested in poul- bhe seriousnessof his own affairs try, aren't you ? "--ehe turned to the with a snarl. • • "If I'd any luck, I glowering youth -;"in chickens, and could have lent it to you,, but I'm-" butter and egg; " He stopped, "Oh, I'll come!" '"Are you a friend of Pallard's?" He mumbled hits surrender in which he asked. entreaty and rage were equally blend - Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat ed. Graduate in Medicine, University of !"If you'd rather not," his father Toronto. ' • still hesitated. "I should not like to Late assistant New York Opthal- chink that 'I had persuaded you a- mei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's gainst your will." "It's not against troy will," growled the other ungraciously. "I'd rather like to see this feIlow's horses." !Mr. Callander nodded. "Well, that's settled," he .said and turned his attention to his daughter. "I think," he said, in his best quiz - Dr. W. C. SPROAT zical manner, "I rather think that you ,will find. your visit an • experi- Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, !nae. University of Western Ontario, Lone "I'm sure I shall, father," she re - don. Member of College of Physic- olied fervently. lane and Surgeon 'of' Ontario. Office "I once visited such an establish - in Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St, ment," mused Mr. Callander, "many Seaforth. Phone 90. . rears ago, when d was a young man. am not cure whether it was a horse racingstable or a trotting stable - he two are not syruonymoas, you will be surprised to learn," he explained. "At any rate, it was-er-an advert., tune. The trainer was a terrible man, somewhat on aru intellectual. level; with Charles, the 'e groom. I believe -est trainers are of the same class. You may, expect to meet the, rather curious people." :' • Yt-• ' He checked'himself saying .too much. IIt would be as well if Gladys, saw hese things with her 'own eyes. It might be a mistake to prepare her. K'I shan't he at church to -morrow, father,' said Horace. Mr. C ' ,rider looked over his glass- es, in pa ed surprise. '"Not i church.'' Horace?" he re- peated provingly. DR. C. MACKAY"No; t fact is, I have promised to go to town," said Horace. "I've C. Mackay, bonor graduate of Trin- got to see a man who is 'sailing for iity University, and gold medalist of South Africa on 'Monday." Trinity Medical College; member of His father nodded slowly. the College of Physicians and Sur- "It cannot be helped, I sup'pose," geons of Ontario he said, "though I must confess that I am adrverse to Sunday travelling." Horace did not pursue his excuse. He meant to see Pinlow, though he deerspained of conv hieing him to a sense of his••irgent need. .Pinlow had not,. exactly been sym- patheti'c on the one occasion when he lead sought his assistance. In fact, his lordship had not given him an opport-u.nity of explaining his posi- tion. That, at any rate, was a cernfort. Pinlow did not know, and therefore had not refused 'his help. - The following morning 'Horace left, DR. S. R. COLLYER Por London 'by a slow train. He Graduate Faculty of Medicine, Gini- reached town soon after one, and versity of Western Ontario, Member luncheedd in the ,Haynnarket. College of Physicians and Surgeons of 'He came to Lord PanQows flet in Ontario. Post graduate work at New Pall 'Mall a little before three, Lord York Ciey Hospital and Victoria Hos- Pinlow was out, said the man,. "Will pitael, Landoyr, Picone; Hensall, 56. you wait, sir?" Office. King Street, ITlensall. He knew 'Horace as a friend of Pi.nlow's. 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Sat- isfaction assured, Write, or h'vr ie, OscarMara,'LTrrich, Ont. 28e6-52 einetr ,re "Is he likely to be long?" "I don't know, sir," said bhe man. "He (had a very bad night, and went over to see his doctor -at least, not his (lordship's doctor, -!but a Dr. JO - lis." Horace decided to wait. \Arfter an hours stay he rang the bell. •"P11 go fat• a little walk in the park," he said, "Will you tell his lordship that I wish to see him urg- ently, and that; I will .return in an hoar?" It was a little more than the hour before he canie back. Pinlow had not returned, , and Hoiiace was debating in his mind Whether he would go out again when the bell rang, and his quarry enter- ed. 'Pinion's looked tired; 'there were dark !shadows under his eyes, and hard limes at the eornersr Of his -mouth. He favored 'Horiice with, an involun- tary ,scowl "Hello, 'Callender!" be said, in no frierndlyy tone; 'what the devil do you want?'" 'Horace Observed that he carried a little black boa in his hand and car- ried it gingerly. It was about two %::al 4 A t} ,r�k.1,i SI4n riaU"ted:%'a �.IS,Ult�al.fe�';�, Horace shrugged ,his shoulders: '"You know perfectly well I'm not," he said; "I've never frogiven him-" "Never mind about your forgive- ness, said 'Pinlow impatiently; "are you' on visiting terms with him?" This was' a' heaven-sent opportun- ity, thought Pinlow'. All the way frclm 'Watford he had been wonder- inlg how the essential part of his scheme could he carried into effect. And here at hand was the ,instru-• mens. iSeeing Horace hesitate, he repeat - led' his question. `°Well, I'm not exactly on visiting terms," replied the other; "as a mat- ter of fact, I never see him, and be - ides, I can't ask him. There are some things ea fellow can't do, and that is one of them." He said -this heroically enough, but he confounded his sister as he said it. at would have been so easy to get the money from Brian. iPinlow's face darkened again. "Oh!" he 'growled. "I shall he seeing him on Monday," Retrace went on; "but I shall have no chance then, and (besides---'• "Seeing him on Monda,yl,' asked Pdntlow ganieeklye. ""Wihere?" "Ite_.has asked'father klown to his 'stables." "To W iekeham. ?" Theme was a bright light in Pin - low's eyes as he eagerly put the ques- tion. Horace nodded. Pinllow was wondering how he, could ibroarh the suVb" t. "Look here, Cal " he said, after a while, "you' not a bad lit- tle chap, though somewhat of a mug -II think I might manage the two thousand for you.". No, could you really?" asked the delighted Horace. "My dear fellow, you are really too !good -1 could pay you back, and give you interest; I went to do things on a business foot- ing," oot- rn "1 can't do it myself," Pinlow went on; "but I've got a friend in the City who lean manage these things -fand please don't thank me, for I am goirug to ask you to do something for me." "If," said 'Horace, speaking with pardonable emotion, "there is any- thing in the world, I can do, com- mand tine." '"When are you going to Wick- ham?" "On Monday; why?" !"Do you know :by what train?" Horace shook his head.' "I can find out," he said. "Could you• telephone to me here?" "Certainly." "Gariel. You will go from London Bridge. or V'iotoria--!but stay, you've got a car." "We're going by train," said Hor- ace, "bhe governor does not like cross- cdeun;try journeys by car." "Fl, eellent! You must let me know which station you are going from. Find an excuse Par going in- to tlhe refreshment room) --I will 'phone you which one; and I will be there and I will givie you aotnething." "The money?" said Horace eager- ly, nodding his head. "Oh, hang! no, not the money! hut something which is worth money to me." He pointed to the shelf where the little box reposed. "That is the thing I shall give you that small (box, and I shall want you to put ib into your pocket, and carry it till you Come to 'Wickham-' And, when you are being shown Grey Timothy -that's a horse by the way -lI want you to blip that box out of your pocket, take off the lid, and shake the contents on the nearest heap of refuse. If you can, open it inside thea stable-" "But I !don't understand," said Hor- ace, and, inditehis bene i'ldermeent was plain; "you : 're not asking me to do something t .; is wrong?" Pirill w learned a . •,clued face to the young span. ' -"My young friend," he said in- dignantly, "do you imagine that I should ask you to do anything wrong. Sit down and I will -tell you all about it." ITiorace sat and Pintoes wandered alblout the room deep in thought; as well he might be, for he had leas than sixty seconds to invent a lie which would be at once plausible and con- vincing "Inside that box," he said; "are a number aR green leavi r. You are not superstitious, are you?. That is because you are not a racing man, may dear Horace. Well,, I am, super- stitious. My good` luck has invariab- ly been associatecl wibh green, my un- lucikY as!ulmber• • is ten. Inside that box are ten green leaves. You prob- albdy ,know the legend that if a man leaves a token of his bad luck in the vicinity of a nito,n who is having all the good luck, the luck will return." "But surely, my dear Pinlow," ex- postulated !Horace with a tolerant smile, "you don't believe in that sort of thing?" Pinlow nodded sadly. - "I do, most emphatically," he said; "so mch so •that I was thinking of paying a surreptitious ;visit to Wick- ham to leave emy bad -luck behind. Now will you do this for me?" "Why, of course; but let me take the box now." The ether shook his 'head. - "That waulld not do," he said quick- ly` "1-d must keep my bad luck by are as long as I can -till the very last moment, in fact." 'Horace rose to go. "You may depend upon me," .he said good humouredly, "though real- ly I thought better of you." "We all have our little weakness- es," said his (benefactor, "and I shall depend upon you not to betray mine to a soul." "You may trust me," seei•d Horace, in his a neknanim''ty, and a few min- utes later was walking down Pall Mall, whistling a gay little tune, .though the Sabbath bells cried shame upon itis levity. • ,Pinlow, watching from his window, was whistling cheerfully -too. ,CHAPTER XV IN THE STABLES Coming u; to London- on the Mon- day morning Mr. Callender found his inclination to enlighten his daugh- ter on the manners and morals of "horse -racing" folk so strong, that it quite overpowered his anxiety to allow the brutal truth to come upen her:with a rush. "Gladys does not knotty" he' said, adopting his favorite method of ad- dress -the third person singular; "and 'Gladys would probably never realize how match her father knows of these worldly matters." Gladys 'was much too happy even to speculate upon the amount of or- iginal sin in her father's contrposi- tion. • 'She murmured a polite expression of surprise and admiration. "Yes;". continued Mr. Callander. -"I ,have had to meet and frequently to combat some extraordinary people - I had hoped that you would be spared the experience." "Perhaps they aren't so bad, father she protested 'mildly. "You may probably be a little shocked by the crudeness of the men we meet to -day, butunless they are outrageous you must endure therm. They will discuss matters which will probably make you uncomfortable, 'but here again you wilt be wise to direct your thoughts to some other channel, and ignore tl-em as far as possible." "I'm sure 3 shall, father," she agreed absently. "Coarseness," began her parent, when they ran into London Bridge Stations and the discussion was post- poned. Mr. Callander was obsessed with the idea that he .kneav Loudon much better than any other man. He took credit for London, as one who had invented it. So with nnany voluble explanations as to which was the nearest way frdm the South Eastern to the London and Brighton station he led the way. Horace had been engrossed on the journey up, •burying nes face in the paper, and taking little or no inter - eat in the conversation. He followed hie father submissively and .waited whilst the tickets were purchased. There was a' quarter of an hour to wait before the train left, ana seiz- ing the moment when his relatives were engaged in buying papers for the journey-IMr. Callender always made large literary purchases when he was travelling on any but his own line -he strolled off and made his way to the refreshment room, Pinlow was waiting with the pack- age. MOTORING TO TORONTO HOTEL WAVERLEY HAS ALWAYS BEEN POPULAR WITH MOTORISTS BECAUSE OF iTS FINE ROOMS -TASTY INEXPENSIVE FOOD AND PARKING FACILITIES. THE GARAGE IS ONLY ONE MINUTE WALK. ATTENDANTS. TAKE CARS TO GARAGE AND RETURN THEM WHEN RE-' QUIRES). PLENTY OF CURB PARKING SPACE. RatesSingle 51.50 to 53.00 Double $3.0010 55.00 E R POWELL, Ano. HOTEL WAVERLEY Spading Avenue and College Street 4 Wdri Io. Folds 5' 61>oo't *Anil the Ix fl'YAM ate wady to edelatY it," be fid', f4'o 've got a dust-eoat ori your err, ltst .ewe slip it into -your pocltet;'T' 1•Ilareve opened the wjde• pocket of 'his Bux'bery, "aT34 1'in0.xrw earrefu'ljy inserted Iiia 'E1u ." "Dunt cruslh it," he warned. "Lav' your coat lightly on the bah reek and lake it down when you get to Burn- hem. Junction." "What about the money?" asked Hora/ere. "I've bad another letter from the beeker!s this morning, the' beggars are getting. cheeky." "That, will lee all right," said Pin - •law. "Now run off and join your people -d don't' want them to see me." 'His father was looking round -help- lessly when Harare ea!nuel up. "Oh, here you are!". said Mr. Cal- lander. "l wonde.r'sd where on earth you had g•ot to. Come along, ..come alon." • Ifeghurried • them up the platform, hastily found a carriage and bundled them in. "It is better to be too. early -than too late," he said, with that senten- tiot nests which parents employ to - Wards their children, under the im- pression • that they • can do so with in ipunity. 'rip remark ,was called forth by the diescovasry that thewas still ten rminutes to wait. ""ii 1 The journey dowil' was all too long for Gladys, ail too abort • t'or 'her father. She had not met Brian since that wonderful day. She had had surrep- titious messages from bine. Little unexpected tslephone 'calls, little notes which arrived in her father's absence. throe there had come a 'magnificent '.basket of roses, the. presence of wehich would heuvee requir- ed some explaining away but for the fact that she pressed every avail- able vase into her service and made her room, a veritable bower -- as Brian had hoped she Would. She .. wanted to see him badly -and yet she was nervous of meeting him.. Their friendslhip-if' you called it no more -was founded on such shifting ground. ,She would be a little cold to him; she thought, a' little distant, wilfully inattentive. But that would hurt him, and of all things in the world • she desired least to give him pain. But if she were too friendly and met him halfway or more tlhan, half- way; he might misunderstand; There was no explaining away the kiss in the garden -,,•oto do her justice She newer tried to -and perhaps he might think she had been too complais- ant. In fact,_. she by turns tortured and delighted herself with !hopes half° formed, fears half rejected, and spee- dations whieh went round in a cir- cle; as girls have hoped and feared and speculated, since life was life. • " the thing to do, of coarse, Mr. 'Callander was saying, "is to take a firms sbep,,at tinea. If you put a nran in his place at the .very outset, hs reenains there. I feel I ought to tell Gladys this, !because she may think I am a little !brusque with this Bolter -" "Colter," •she came oat of her dreams "to correct hircn. "Ash, yea, Colter!" Mr. Callander taccepted the correection with a grac-• :ous smile. "Gladys will see as she gets older .how necessary it is,to _.heck die familiarities of one'in- `errors-at the ,l.'eginning. Tat is essential. I once knew a mean, very xell . respected in the City, who al- lowed himself -and he was really ereatrly to blame!--rto g+et on tennis of friendship wibh a sporting person. And one day Clark -mit was Clare of :Clark,.Ilansun and Timms, a very good firm -was going into the Royal Exchange when this person came up ro him and smacked him en the back! In the very centre of the !City?" !Gladys wanted to laugh, but she preserved her gravity with an ef- fort. "Did anything happen?" she asked innocently. • "Nothing," said 'Mr. Callander im- pressively; 'encore that Clark, Han - sun and Timms lay under some sus- piciop for a long time." 'He gave some other instances of the disastrous effects of undesirable acquaintanceship, but Gladys was not listening. She woke from her reverie, as the `rain slowed for BurnhatmL She fol- lowed her father to the eplatform,'and went very red. For there was Brian, buoyant and smilintg, waiting to re- ceive her. She was frigid against her will, but Brian did not seem to be abash- ed. He was in exoellentespirits. He ,hook hands more heartily with Mr. Callender than the genitlemean had been accustomed to and was almost e.f1'uniwee with the silent Horace. "This is Mr. 'Colter," he introduc- ed. It came as a little shock to Mr. Callender to discover that the train- er was a neat gentleman, straight of back, grave of eye, iefinritely self-pos- -Messed: ' Mr. Callander, however, made it a rule of life never to judge people by their looks. In plain English, this meant that he never gave people credit fir their favorable appear- ances, "I can.'t tell you how glad l am you've come," Brian was saying. He walked ahead with bhe gi!ri down the steps that led to the tunnel under the line!, In the darkness she felt her arm gently squeezed, and pretended not to notice. "Father was most anxious to come," she said prim lry and untnuthefully. "I knew he would be," Brian said. • "You must •not `shock him," she warned'. "You must help mo." he said cryp- tically. Mr. Callender, walking behind with the trainer, was engaged in putting 'that calm individual in his ,Place. "'Y'ou 'have yet seen a racing stable before?" asked Mer. Colter ,politely. "No," answered Mr. Callender shortly. `RDs you know this country at all?" asked the otheen "No,". said Mr. Callender. "It's rather a fine country particularly fond of it: may father and my grandfafthe<r lived here in the Ranee house I now occupy." "Indeed?" said eM:r, Ctatlender. A motor -car waited outside the Ma- lian, and Brian olimlbed into the driv- er's seat and heelped, the girl to the seat ih'y his side. Mr.`Callander, his son, and Ebenezer Colter took their! "Yes -we're both feeling fme" Low evening rates on station -to -sta- tion calls begin 7.00 p.m. Still lower night rates at 8.30 pan. Joe Thompson and his wife were glad when Gwen finished . Business College and got a good position 'in the city. But Gwen ,was the last of the family and the house was pretty lonely. Then they found they could, call her • on Long Distance telephone • for as little as 30 cents. So now, every Fri- day evening, Gwen waits for their call and the weekly talks make them all feel better. Long Distance is easy to use, depend• able, and surprisingly inexpensive. seats behind. "Do you hunt?" persevered the trainer. "No," said Mr. Callander. !Mr. Colter sighed but made one more effort. "You are not related to the Cal - lenders. of •W'arwiek,,.1 suppose?" he asked. Now the •Ca]landers of Warwieek were the most illustrious branch of he +Callander family, being related hrough a female .bra nth to a real duke. "Yes," admitted the other reluctant - y; "dIo you know them?" "Yes," said Mr. Colter uneoncern- sdl-y. "They were tenants -of my lather's formany years." "Really? said Mr. Callander, im- pressed. "I trust," he added, moved to !humor in, spite•of himself, "that hey were good tenants." "Fairly," said •Mr. Colter cautious- ly. - Mr. Callander was on 'his mettle. "Did you ever tweet the Duke of Glazebury?" he asked. "0'h, yes'• !I've met him," seid Mr, 'ellter. "dire were at Eton together r.nd a fairly useless sort of ass he was." - Mr. Callander was on the point of 'nrforming his companion that the Duke -as he was always referred to 'Yy the faterily-'-was a relative of his, .xu•t changed his mind. He began to revise his views about trainers. "Do you not think my nephew is - rather reckless ?" he asked. "A little," said the other. "But he will grow out of that -e- Ole, you probalbly mean as a bettor?" Mr. Callander nodded., "No, he's anything but careless -- thought you were referring to his driving. We skimmed that corner rather sharply." Mr, Callander tried again. In the sharte`I. space of time he had discoe\tered himself so far from dominating the situation as to be making conversation with the train- er. The road passed' through a lit- tle village, and mounted teerply to the Downs. Acres -s a clear stretch of op- en -laird, the car sped until the high red walls of Mr. Colter's home came in sight. They ran into the park throutgh the opened gates of wrought iron and pulled up before, the quaint porch of the house. It was a hetiutiful .old dwelling. The house was a smother o+f climh• ing roses, and as the visitors d'sscend- ed they( cau;ht a glitrlpsee of an old- world garden.. "You must see my gardens." said Colter, after his gue.s'ts had been re- lieved of their dust -+costs, and a serv- ant had brushed ed away the dust of travel. "Let the man take your coat, Mr. 'Callander." "Thank you," said Horace hastily. "I will carry it oar my arm. I-1 arch holt staying long. I have a friend living in the neighborhood---" Mr. Callander stared at his son in surprise. "What I mean," said Horace des- perately -he had no proper gift for lying -"ins that I think i know a man about here; anyway, I'1l carry an coat." IMr. Colter led the way to the stables. 'They lay behind the house, two quadrangles shaped like an oblong, the open ends being. Marked by a semi -circular wall piereed by a large iron gate. 'It looks rather like a fortress," said the girl smulintg y. "Are you ever attacked?" "Often,," said Brian; "it is a hard. A life owning horses." "Seriously?" she said with: a pret- ty reyty air of seriousness. "Are all these stories true one reads about -. of horses 'being injured in order that they should net win?" He laughed. "1I have read about them; they are not very . convincing," he said lightly. 'But," -she peer:isted, "dices it ever happen? Has it ever happened to you?" "Has it ever happened to me?" .he repeated thoughtfully. "No, 1 don't think it has." "`iiea•1Iy ? •' "Really." She drew a long sigh of relief. "1 shouldn't like to think anybody could be so wicked,"" she 'said, "and, espec- ially about Grey Timothy -you have interested orae awfully about your horse." • "Come and see him run to -morrow," he said, dropping his voice.. Continued next week) LONDON AND WINGHAM South. - W irsgham Belgrave - Blyth Londesboro Clinton Bru'cefield Kippen ,H'!ensaIl Exeter F,ecter H:eneall K:ppen I.... 11.01 B rucr fi eld 11.09 (" l i n':•an 11.54 12.10 North. pm. 1.55 2.11 2.23 2.3e 3.03 3.27 3.35 3.41`• 3.55 a er 10.42 10.55 Lon^d'Pes!boro Cl l y-th Belgrave Wingham Goderich Clinton Seaforth Dublin Mitchell Dublin Seaforth Clei neton Goderich C. ST. R. East. 'West. a.m. 6.45 7.08 7.22. 7.33 7.42 11.19 11.34 11.50 12.10 C. P. R. TIME TABLE East. 12.10• 12.30 12.50 p.m. 2.30 3.00 3.18 3.31 3.42 9.3`2 9.45 9.59 10.26 S.M. Goderich 5.50 Menset 5,5ar McGaw 6.04 Auburn 6.11 Blyth 6,2re Walton 6.40 McNaught 6,52 Toronto ' 10.25 e, W est. Toronto a.tn. 7.t1* McNaught 11.x149 BlyWaltothn 12 0'1 Auburn •• 22 MeGaw t2.a4 Menses , , Goderich 4.441,' ' `�1