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The Huron Expositor, 1938-09-02, Page 7A.411 • 9 • 24 23 23 22 21 21 23 2:1 23 30 28 30 29 29 28 1 28 28 29 1 28 , 1 38 30 28 30 28 29 30 - .1 30 28 28 28 23 30 SO 23 27 1 23 30 •2$ 27 29 27 L, 5 I, 7 t. 7 t. 5 I, 7 b. 6 --la t 4 8 . 4 - 6 L-4 -61 A t. •, 91?/IIII0E HOPI -gittiettom crivemiceirs, "14.319,040 j#1i4tOrig fix"' the XNifidniiin BliNIVE• :truree in rear of' Cie Demittee ihAela Ereafestlii, Money, to losui DANCEY& BOLSBY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, ETC. LOFTUS E. DANCEY, K.C. P. J. BOLSBY GODERICH - BRUSSELS • 12 -Se ELMER D. BELL, B.A. Successor to John H. Best Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public. Seaforth Ontario • 12-36 PATRICK D. McCONNELL , Barrister, _Solicitor, Notary Public, Ete. , Office in the Smith Block - Seaforth 3679-tf VETERINARY • A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary Col- lege, University of Toronto. All dis- eases of domestic animals treated by the most modern principles Charges ,seasonahle. Day or night calls promptly attended to. office on Main Street, Hensel), opposite Town Hall. Phone 116. Breeder of Scottish Ter- riers, 'Inverness Kennels, Hensall. 12-37 MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC DR. E. A. hicMASTER, M.B. Graduate of University of Toronto J. D. COLQUHOUN, M.D., C.M. Graduate of Dalhousie 'University, H The Clinic is fully equipped with complete and modern X-ray and other tip -to -date diagnostic and thereuptic eqdipment. Dr. Margaret K. Campbell, M.D., L.A.B.P„ Specialist in diseases in in- fants and children', will be at, the Clinic last Thursday in every month from 3 to 6 p.m. Dr. F. J. •R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, eye, nose and throat, will be at the Clinic the first Tuesday in every month from 4 to 6 p.m. Free Welt -Baby Clinic will be held on the second and last Thursday in every month from 1 to 2 p.m: ' 3687- W. C. SPROAT, M.D., F.A.C.S. Physician and Surgeon - Phone 90. Office John St., Seaforth. 12-38 DR. F. J. BURROWS Offiee Main Street, Seaforth, Domin- ion Bank Bldg. Residence, Goderich Steeet, two doors west of United Church Phone 46. 12-36 DR. HUGH H. ROSS Graduate of University of Toronto, Faculty et Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgeons of Ontario; pass graduate course in --Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ; Royal Opthalmie Hospital, London, En.glarrd; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Back of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. 12-88 DR. F. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New York Opthal- mei and, Aural 'Institute, Moorefield's Eye and_Golden Square Throat Hos- Pita's, London, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seatorth, third Wednesday in each month, from 1.30 P.m. to 4.30 p.m. 53 Waterloo Street South, Strat- ford. , 12-37 DENTAL , OR. J. A. McTAGGART Graduate Royal College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto. , Office at Hensel], Ont. Phone 106. 12-87 AUCTIONEERS TENTH- INSTAL'M' ENT - SYNOPSIS With hie Partner, Rosy Rand, Dave Tnreeris on. -his Way to bis epoch at Soledad. Beth Men rettlrning Mom Prison where they • have served BellienceS "fee unjust •• beevietione. On the train, Which, earrying a large Sinn of money, Rosy's quick action 'end straight sheeting' foils 'A hold -Up: While Dave saves the life of Martin Quinn, a gambler, who is being threatened by a desperado. Stop- ping at Single ehot, the sheriff tells Dave he is not wanted. Quinn defends Dave but Dave and Rand go to Soledad to Meet Mary, Dave's sister, and proceed on horseback to the ranch. Mary re- veals she is married and tells Dave that tee ranch is doing poor- ly, being 'beset by nesters andin- volved in a claim dispute. Sud- denly a shot from the darkness topples Dave, fromhis horse. Rosy fires and kills the unknown assailant and they rush to the ranch to. treat Dave's severe scalp: , wertand. Next morning, at break- fast, DaveaThdeRogy discover that Mary is now cooking for. the ranch.bands-a bad sign. After • discussing financial matters with Mary Dave and Rosy saddle hors- es and: leave for Single Shot to ,see the town banker, Mr. Pear- son. Mortgage is renewed and Dave decides to get enough money to, pay off mortgage by raising alfalfa and selling it. Following night the lake is blown up and Dave inwardly accuses Hammond.. The latter blames Dave. A chance. ineeting of the two gives them' an opportunity to clear away this false impression. The bent now turns. to •Crowell, the mysterious man of iatteens and ambitions. Rosy's guns spoke in three lances of dame, the last shot bringing darknese. Rosy pushed Laredo from him, then moved quickly after the little foreman. As ,Rosy. expected, the intuited outlaw had drawn his guns and was shooting in the dark. He shoved th.e door open and fell for- ward. A whine of slo ng over his head. He roiled out of range, dragging Laredo,, and lunged to his feet. Across the street fronting square- ly on the alley was the sheriffs office. Rosy made for it. He remem- bered the ro-om contained, a cot and without striking a mato]] he found it. hared° was sleeping peacefully as Rosy laid him on the cot. He left the building, closing the door care - filly behind him. He drew a deep breath. Things were shaping up. He knew now that the understrapper in the saloon had been following 13,1M, and that the fight with Laredo had merely been a pretense to shoot it out with bim, Rosy. The man had wanted to kill him. Why? Who was Sayres? Laredo had told so little about tem that Rosy was curious.. He fished around for a stub of a pencil in his pocket, tore the back off a soiled envelope and wrote : Quinn: If I was you, fel change my room tonigtht. Rand." Maybe it was unnecessary, but this under- strairper had seen him talking to Quinn, and Rosy didn't want the gambler pulled into the trouble. lie flagged a young Mexican, gave him a dollar and tolci bina to deliver the note to Quinn. Then Rosy' ducked back into the alley and headed for the livery stable. Tile office of tbe livery stable' was: lighted and Rosy strolled in. An old ma.n was sitting at a desk, poring over a feed catalogue. Rosy sized him up in a glance. The man had good eyes, a kind, homely face, and was slow in movement as he looked up at Rosy while still leafing the pag- PS. "Oh," Rosy said. "The other fel- ler ain't here?" "rhe night aidan? Loouie? No. I HAROLD DALE Licensed Auctioneer Specialist In farm and -household sales. Prices reesonable. For dates end infortnation, write or phone Har- old Date. Phone 149, Seafortb, or *MAY at The Expositor Offite. 12-31 Safree Was the ' Man who had done the driamitinel? • Be didn't Ituow, but he was goteg to lied OUt. He heard a train whistle far eff and headed for the station'. "Yen On , mornings run out of here?" • , • "Sure. Beery other Morning. Why?" "Was there a little ,short j.asper got on here this morning? Dark, in black clothes, city clothes. •Had black eyes, and pretty mouthy in his talk." Hoagy snapped his fingers. "I re- member him. I never did find out where he got of. I never seen and I didn't get his ticket." "Then he got off?" Rosy Said eagerly. "Where?" "Before Walpais, the first town east." ' • "That's all I wanted. to know." He jogged up the alley, turned at the bank, walked over to the Free Throw and got his horse. As he swung past the hotel, his bay was at full gallop. Rosy reached the ranch well atter one o'clock: • The 'house was dark, still, end lie wonderedif Hank Lowe had stayed all night. • He let down the corral bars, un- hooked his hull and slung it off his bay, whistling in a minor key the while. He heard a tetarp object strike the hare and he stopped. "That cinch buckle," he groaned softly. "If I „don't find it tonight, I never wilt" He slung the saddle over the con raebars, then strode over to the barn. Squatting, aa,e struck a match and started to look for the buckle. A low cry escaped him. There, in the soft dirt of the cor- ral, was the same bootprint that be tia.d seen, at the lake! He stared unbelieving, his mend racing. Tbe match burned him and died, and he' struck •anothen. This time he measured the track, but he knew it was the same. Whose could it be? His? No.! Mary's or Dave's? No. The sheriff's? Hardly. Win- ter's? . . . Yes! Now he remem- bered. Winters wore army boots, or eastern riding boots.' Rosy squatted against tbe barn, his heart numb. It was Winters, all right. Whether he wanted to be- lieve it or not, Winters knew about the lake being dynamited,- This, to- gether with Quinn's eviceence, was damning. And the cigarette butt. Sick at 'heart, be turned into the stable, crawled up into the loft to wait for dawn. Rosy sae erect with a lung -e. He had been asleep and it was already daylight. . Was he too late? No, there was the sheriff's oice below, and Winters' genial leugh. He found a crack in the boards and could look down into the corral. They were saddling up. "You like an early start, don't you?" the sheriff drawled amiably. "Sure. I'm up every morning be- fore the rest of them are," Winters said. • Rosy saw Winters let down the corral gate, and both men led their horses through. "Say," the gberiff said. "I might ride down. with you at that. It's early yet." "I've got to ride over and tell those nesters about the lake," Win- ters said. "Maybe it'll crowd you." "Yeah. Guess f better not at that. I111 put me in town pretty late. Well, so long." • Beth men mounted, the sheriff 'heading up the long slope to the notch, Winters to ,the south toward Soledad. all about?" else cried, - "Wdee don't e011 tell ;Mee Isn't it half My spread? Are ,you afraid, I pane bear to hear the I-4'0hr `What did' Hank tell yeti?" Rosy akked. • '• "Nothing!. 'Except that the lake had been blown out on fep of Ham- mond's mine, and both jt and our spread are ruined." Rosy shook his head slowly, pre- -paring his lie. "1t"� no wonder Hank didn't tell you any more. He. couldn't. None of us' can. We done know who' did it. But one thing we're sure of -Hammond didn't." Mary sighed and turned to the stove. That was over, but the worst was to come, Rosy thought. put it off until fresh hotcakes were before him and he had put away a plateful. "Setae Jaspers cominr to try and buy the raech this mornin'," he an- nounced. "Who?" "Dunne," he, lied coolly. "Just heard. Dave heard about it too. He says not to sell just in case he wasn't home when this jasper got here." "I want you to hide me so I can hear what this jasper says that 'wants to buy the ranch." I got to." His serious tone impressed Mary, for ghe nodded mutely. "It's none of my business, under- stand," Rosy said, knowing that he was blushing, but persisting any- way; "bud I've got to hear him." "Can you tell me why, Rosy?" she asked hien. • "Wait!" Rosy eommanded, hold- ing up his hand. They ' were quiet. The steady beat .of hoofs came to them and Mary ran to the window. "Why, it's Ted - and a stranger. Is that the man, Rosy?" . "I reckon." 'Rosy said shortly. "Where oan I hide? Aed you better. get these dishes cleared away." Mary ran to the front room, Rosy following her. He picked the low davenport, over which a huge Navajo rug was thrown for his biding place. Mary, held it up while he crawled under. As he was on his knees ee looked up at her. "Remember. Don't sign anything. And believe me, I'm trying to help you." He heard the two men enter the kitchen, the sound of voices, thee Mary saying distinctly: "Come into the front roone Mr. Crowell." Rosy heard them enter the room and lake chairs around the fireplace, which was cold now. Crowell offer- ed Winters a cigar, whioh he accept- ed with thanks, and lighted. Winters spoke now, his voice thick with cigar smoke. "I met W. Crowell orr the. way to Soledad, dar- ling, and he asked me to come back with him. I think the's going to give us some money, so listen carefully." "Mrs. Winters," Crowell began, and Rosy noticed his voice was confident ,P and smooth, perhaps you didn't re- member ray name.. I'm the Crowell that's written you about selling the ranch." "But I thought -I -I thought those letters were written by Hammond, and justesigaaed 'Crowell'." "Hammond?" Crowell asked vague- ly. "Yes. He owns 'the Draw Three mine in Single Shot. Frankly, I was sure) it was Hammond because no one ever caore to inquire in person." Crowell laughed genially. " I waS merely feeling you out because this ranching syndicate I work for wasn't quite sure it wanted the property. We are now, however." , "I'm sorry," Mary mid. "I don't want to sell." "That's strange," Crowell said. "When I talked with your brother last night, he was sure that you'd want to sell, too." "Toe?" Mary said. Rosy heard some papers rustle. "Yes. In my hotel room last night when he signed this deed, he told me he tbought you'd be willing to let your half go for a reasonable price, now that the water's gone," The paper rustled again and Rosy heard Mary gasp. "But -it's signed. "Signed by Dave?" "Is thera anything the matter?" Crowell asked politely. • "No. I'm sorry," Mary said. "It -it was just such a surprise. When did you see him, Mr. Crowell?" "I can tell you exactly," Crowell said. "He had to run to catch the train." "Train? He's left town?" "I presume se." Rosy raged silently. Where had Crowell got Dave's signature? A forgery? (Continued Next Week) Winters had done a smooth job of getting the sheriff out of the way. Rosy thOught bitterly. With a sink- ing heart, Rosy admitted teat it looked as if Winters was expecting Crowell, and had gone down to meet him. He climbed down into a stall and gat on a' feedbox. He built a cigarette to steady his nerves before he saw Mary. What was he going to tell her? Filially, he hitched up his belt and , earno into your office you told ele 13r bad he settled down for a Mee long StaleeMan who had pestered him much boomed the voice of a, persistent sinokei when' a hearty band slapped [hint on the back, end Into his Bar Sialegman, "I'M here for the appoint - en earth. Sieleaniatt Went on: "Weil 'title I anent" You'd See me hal& , "Why dente you remeMber?'4 the • "Well, Mr. Smith," chortled the The business man had died and gone to -well, not heaven. But bard- le n.!V! The man had wanted to kill him. Why? Who 'vas Sayres? • WWVETVVITOr 4114114f "i* :101thr Whet teellOrdo 19g te b0 RIM.* Ilelle]Yetlepentleee 'either on the enerteld berepletertthea bailee , 1b�OPINeistl: • °Weather Fereeaet"' 4hatno ,W.ce4 him over the redie: The eenirtsdeeett 'Mt the other hazel, haft ittedhY 0094' sources of information Me• whieb be tan rely. Molt of tease eoneernethe behavior of annuals, bledi"and fideeeti and it is astonietning .how acon'ate some ef these "natmal barometers" can be. But, of eouree, to get the full benefit from them, You Must be aide to read and, understand the "teams!' I remember once „,meeting • a very eacperieneed shepherd whose ability to foretell the weather was the envy of every young person in the local- ity. He achieved this reputation 'sim- ply by watching his sheep. Old lee, as we tiled to call him, w-ould tell you that if his animals sheltered beside a hedge, even though the sky were blue at the time, there would be rain within 24 hours. And there usually was. A number of these' "animal barom- eters" are what we might call one- way weather prephets-that is, they can °ray, tell, by their behavior, when it is going to rain. But Old Joe used to say he could tell equally well when we were going to have a spell of fine weather, for at sea time sI his sheep would leep well out in the op- en. give him the nigch/i off. Anythitig I can do for you?" 'Where does this gapes hang out et?". "Heed to be up in them badlands behind Old Cartridge, but they tell me he's pulled out of there. You got to ride up the valley a ways', then turn east into them -mountains. They say you can git acrost them, but I'm (longed if I know how. Sayres does. Leastsrays, people think that's Where he hangs out." "Much obliged', old-timer," Rosy said. al reckon I'll look Somewhere else." Ile seeing out the door into the 'night. That helped. Could it be •ir walked toward the house. Inside, Mary Idoked up from the table. She had been sitting staring out the window. R.64." She forced a weak smile. "Where's Dave?" "He stayed in town. He had some business." "I didn't hear you come in." ' "I'm part Injun," Rosy grinned. "Reckon yeti got any cold het. cakes I can have?" He cursed him- self for not brushing bhe hay off his clothes better. "Sure. And the coffee's hot.", She rose. Suddenly, Mary 'Whirled. "What 'will we do, Rosy? What's it Celery Sauce 1 peck ripe tomatoes (peeled) 12 onions 4 heads of celery chopped fine 6 small or 3 large peppers 2 tbs. brown sugar 5 tablespoons salt 6 cups vinegar. , Boil les hoers or until done. Sugar Beet Crop The Snakes Helped Another useful indicator on which this shepherd was. wont to rely was the behavior of snakes, of which there were were any number on the downs Where he lived. If he didn't come across any during the course of his wanderings, he concluded that the following day would be wet. if, on the other hand, there were plenty, and if they were active, fine weather was indicated. The behavior of certain inseats has long been relied upon by countryfolk in search of weather portents. The common spider, fer example, is ac- knowledged to be a very useful guide 10 Many rural districts. • If the wea- ther is going to be wet, ,the thread's supporting the webs becomeabort and the spiders themselves grow lazy and are slow of movement The op- posite is said to foretell fine weather and some folk aver that abnormal ac- tivity on the part of th,e spiders her- alds the arrival of a beat -wave. Many kinds of birds, too, can fore- tell the weather. Most people know that when swal- lows, for instance, fly close to the ground, wet weather is probably a- head. But how many of you, I won - tier, know the reasonfor this beha- vior? The secret lies" in. the fact that when rain is coming, insects- the swallows' food -invariably hover Giese t� the ground, and in flying low, the swallow is merely looking for his din- ner where he knows he has the best chance of finding it. If you now ask what makes the insects fly low, I am bound to admit that there you Stave me. What the Gulls Told In districts bordering the sea, the common gull is gene ally regarded as a" reliable guide to next day's eather conditions. Indeed., so accu- rate In re these "barometers," that even the Meteorological Office takes rotice of .them, for in certain coastal areas the Office bas special observ- ers whose job, in part, is to note the movements of gulls. If the birde are seen eying inland in large numbers, co d weather can safely be predicted, while if' they remain at sea the Dade catien is the reverse. Even the humble little water hen - or moorhen, as it is called in some localities -is no mean weather prophet. The other day I was exam- ining the nest of one of these she eater -birds on a farm in Bedford- shire. The nest, which contained 7 es -es, had been built in some bushes ooehanuing one of the farm ponds at a height of about six inches froth, the water -surface. 'Oh -ho!" observed the farm hand te whom I pointed out this nest 'We're in for a very dry summer, I see." "What makes you think that?" I asked, s•onsewhat mystified. My companion laughed. "Well," he said, "it's this way. Waterhens are the best barometers; we have on the fa:.m. They always seem to know, well ahead, what the weather's going tt) he, and act accordingly. "If they build close to the sur- face, as this pair has done, it means that they are satisfied that the nest, which, of , course, is firmly fixed among the twigs, will not be sub- mersed. Hence we can safely say that we are not going to have a leavy fall of rain. -.during bhe next month or two, anyway." 9 rhele90 .1100e •498/913 eft would have; • t4eired,h1Y frrehgt jitm cIeverness.,' Titer danger just in time, Aug, 'feverishly, piling oxi "More ,14..taa*, titian 'and rnehnet. le Wee A' daVern,ff race against, the water, hat, they iron, ll , TY their meted eiortS *bey JUsit' saved the situation, and the bele wee able to lay her eggs in a dry. neat. But it as only when .the water went dowrt that we sosuld see Tape a eIese shave it thad been. Ingtead of the usual shallow bottomed MIA, there was an extraordinarily big structure aboet 18 inches 1300 -- quite the oddest Waterben's nest • I've ever Ecet eyes on!" In conclusion, I want to tell you about one other little bird wbo some- times proves a useful -barometer to those who dwell in or near • woods. He is the green woodpecker. For some reason which I bave ttever been able to discover, this handsome little -sprite the woods; normally not very "vocal;" invaria- bly finds his voice during the •hours preceding a thunderstorm. At" euch times you will hear his "yaffie," or clear-cut, ringing laugh, for quite long distances. I once met a cottager in Hamp- shire wthe told me that if, in the morning, he could hear the wood- pecker calling in the copse adjoining his cottage, he always warned his wife not to hang out the day's wash- ing in the garden. as rain was a cer- tainty before nightfall. I believe he was never known to be wrong. NO RIGH.' Schoolbop Howlers The beet crop never looked more plomising than it does Mit year. The commercial crap of approximately 26,000 measured acres is uniformly goad in all districts, and losses since seeding have been slight Axi abund- ant growth and healpy appearance of leaves gives promise of good root development, and unless bigh*temper- attires with eaCessive hutaidity 'cause Leaf Spot within, the nela few' weeks, the ,yield should be excellent. With a guaranteed price of one cletilar per ton above that ot lest year, the price com- pares favourably With latices of other farm crOpS, Moat of which are belolv • the level of a year ago. Following is a list of schoolboy howlers complied from replies by sta- eents to questionson examination questions: The male ostrioh sits on the nest eggs for hours, during the day, while during the night he watches his fam- ily. Taxes are things what people won't pay. They are 'Used to keep the roads nice. Milk is very good for babies. It keeps them quiet while mother has a gossip. The Arctice -Circle is the circle in the Arctic region where it is day all clay long. A stethescope- is a spy glass for looking into people's chests with your ears. A mosquito is bhe child of black and white parents. Mussolini is a sort of material us- ed for ladies' stocking& A pedestrian is one of those people motonists run over. The Gorgon,s looked like women - only more horrible. The function of the stomach is to hold up the petticoat. About the Waterhen Well, that incident occurred about ex weeks ago, and, at the time of writing, the countryside is still suf- fering from a prolonged drought. So you see those little birds knew well what they were doing. The aceeracy of the waterhen as a weather prophet, my informant on the farm told me, was ghowu in a :remarkable way' tiering the course of one very wet summer a few years back. "On that occasion," he said, "a waterhen built so high above the water -surface bhat we all said She vould live to rue it for there seemed no possibility of the water rising anywhere near the nest which would, of course, mean difficulty, for the chicks when they were thatched. It did, though. After weeks of rain, thepond filled up to within a few inches of the nest. So that water - hen bee the laugh on us after all." This friendly farm-hand had seen Peered of waterthene' nests, he told nte, and had never yet known one to be spbmerged, though he recalled one that came vele* near to disaster. 'I want to ball you about thee meet, for It ,was decidedly Out of the ordinary. Accerding te him* the birds began banding early this year, ohoosing a Immortality 49 running away with another man's wife. The equator is an imaginary lion running through the tropics with both ends meet in the middle.. • vegetarinit • He was 'be kee My father bee. eJL a.guMbersof yeans,, .4 Tbe cold at the North Pole is so great that the towns there are not i nimbi ted. Ambiguous means having two wires and not being able to get rid of them. , I The opposite of an_iipri a downright' in-ann but B is a dowMight idiot. • Milk is chiefly bought 4a., it also grows n.coeoa,nets An optimist is a man who looks after your eyes; a peseimist looks af- ter your feet. Explain the phrase "missing the mark." This means a woman who hasn't got her man. The lifeboat is wonderfully con- structed so that it can carry more than it can hold. When is the best time for pi apples? On. Sumlay afternoW the folksit, in. charoh. A sincere friend is one who pasty things to your face. 5 'Which does more damage, fire Or water?", ' "Both." "Weal do you metier "Firewater!" • A friend crane reprimanded Will • Rogers for this use of 'ain't" To the well-intentioned rebuke, Will replied: "Maybe ain't abet So cor- rect, but 1 notice lots of fake who ain't using ain't, ain't eatine" • Milliner: "Pardee, Madame. This is the bat you just bought; that's the box you're wearing?' • Father: "Isn't it time you were en, tertaining the prospect of matri- mony?" Daughter: "Not quite, dad, He won't be here until eight o'clock," ' • Two Women had just come out it a local theater after seeing "Robin Hood." "I liked it," said one, "except that they theme show the part where he shootg the apple off his eon's head." • "That wasn't 'Robin Hood,'" cor- rected her companion, "teat wad 'Ar- rowsmith'!" Mars is a star so far off that it would take a million years to walk there in an express train. What is the difference between a window and a widow? You can see through a window, When Englishmen On one side fight Englishmen on the other, it Is called a General election. S ha Ives pea re was a very Polite roan. He often said "Go to" but he never finiehed the sentence. • The alert Shelby (Ala) Democrat reports the case of a man who was defeated ignominiously when he ran for the office of sheriff: •• He got 55 votes out of a total of 3,500, and the next day he walked down Main Street with two guile , hanging from his belt. "You were not elected, and you have no right to carry gums," fellove citizens told him. "Listen, folks," he replied, "a roan with no more friends than I've e,ot in this county needs to carry guns." • "My daughter wants a roll of. No. 120 camera film." "Regular or Verichrome?" "What's the difference?" "The Veriehrome is a much faster film than the regular, but it is five cents (higher." ''Give me the regular. My daugh- ter has plenty of time.' Oliver Cromwell had an iron will and a large red nese, but underneath we're deep, religious feelings. Liberty 'of conscience means being able to do wrong without bothering about it afterwards. Rtaibarb is a kind of celery gone bloodshot. Thp feminine of bachelor is lade. The population of London is a bit too think. LONDON and WENIGHAM North Exeter Herman Kippen Brucelleild Clinton Landesboro Blyth Belgrave Wingham Wingham Selgrave Blyth Lonclesboro • Clinton Brucefield '<ippon Herman Exeter The ,inhabitants of Paris, are called Parisites. A quack doctor is one Nvto looks after ducks. Doctors say that f.atal diseases are the werst. A polygon with seven sides is call- ed a hooligan. • , .A. graSe Widow is the IMO Of 9 • .. South A.M. 10.34 10.48 10.52 11.00 11.47 12.06 12.16 12.27 12.45 P.M. 1.50 2.06 2.17 2.26 3.08 3.28 3.38 3.45 3.58 C.N.R. TIME TABLE East Gcrderice Holmesviile Clinton Seefoath St. Columban Dublin Mitchell Mitchell Dublin Seater% Clinton Goderleb West ,A -m• 6.35 6.50 6.58 7.11 7.17 7.21 7.30' P.M. 2.30 2.52 3.00 3.16 3.22 3.29 3.41 11.06 9.28 11.14 9.36 11.30 9.47 11.45 10.00 12.05 10.25 C.P.R. TIME TABLE East P.M. Goderich 4.20 Menset 4.24 4410 , 11:4t McGaw Auburn 5105 m:earmlotOstughu lito, . • . 4 4 3411g .1'44 9,00 4 Tog:mita •i,• wt-• • ‘Ii,e 16•11 a MeiStatagtet f. rit:m 4 6. Watt& ' • •4-4''W'il•tri444-4.4; 11.0tif • *7. 4.,::•,:111t6 .11: *Plbtint 1i:h. • 1111%... • 4 '4 44 4. 4f.`4,44.1 , IV**,'**•k '