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The Huron Expositor, 1943-04-09, Page 7A � o , s , . 4 A ♦, i McC.ONNELL & HATS Barristers, Soilcitorn,"Etc. • Patrick D. McConnell - H. Glenn HsYs SHAWORT11, ONT. Telephone 174 M4°U4AN Barrister, Solicitor, Etc. SEAFORTH - ONTARIO Branch Office - Hensall Hensall Seaforth Phone 112 - Phone 173 MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC DR. E. A. McMASTER, M.B. Graduate of University of Toronto PAUL L. BRADY, M.D. Graduate of University of Toronto ' The Clinic is fully equipped .with complete and modern X-ray 'and other 'ftp -to -date diagnostic and therapeutics equipment. Dr. F. J. E. Forster, Specialist in adiseaaes of the ear, eye, nose and throat, will be.at the Clinic the first Tuesday in every month from 3 to 5 D.m. Free Well -Baby Clinic will be held on, the second and last Thursday in every' month from 1 to 2 p.m: JOHN A. GORWiLL, M.A., B.O. Physician and Surgeon 1N DR. H. H. ROSS' OFFICE Phone 5-W . - Seaforth MARTIN W. STAPLETON, B.A., M.D. Physician and Surgeon Successor to Dr. W. C. Sproat Phone. 90-W - Seaforth 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- vital, London, Eng. At COMMERCIAL HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD WED- NESDAY In each month, from 2 p.m. tie 4.30 p.m.; also ut Seaforth Clinic Bret Tuesday of each month. 53 Waterloo Street South, Stratford. AUCTION+EERS HAROLD; JACKSON ''Specialist in Farii .and Household Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Coun- ties.' Prices reasonable; satisfaction guaranteed. For information, etc., write or phone Harold Jackson, 14 on 661, Seaforth; R.R., 4, Seaforth. EDWARD W. E IOTT Lieeneed Auctlonee For Huron Correspondence pro ptly answered. Immediate arrangement can be made for Sales -Date at The Huron Exposi. tor, Seaforth„ or by calling Phone 203, Canton. Charges moderate and satis- faotionguaranteed. LONDON and CLINTON NORTH A.M. Exeter. 10.34 Hensall 10,46 Happen ' 10.52 Brucefleld 11.00 Clinton 11.47 SOUTH Clinton Brucelield Eippen Hensall lLszeter P.M. ' 3.08 3.28 3.38 3.45 3.58 C.N.R. TIME TABLE . " EAST A.M. P.M. Goderlch . . ........... 6.15 2.30 Holmesv%IIe• ... 6.31 2.48 Clinton 6.43 3.00 Seaforth 6.59 _ 3.22 St. Columban 7.05 3.23 Dublin 7.12 3.29 Mitchell 7.24 3.41 WEST Mitchell 11.06 10.01 Dublin 11.14 10.09 Seaforth 11.30 10.21 Clinton 11.45 10.35 GOderich 12,05 11.00 C.P.R. TIME TABLE EAST Ooderleh Me'nelst a1eG'aw Auburn Blyth P.M. 4.35 4.40 4.49 4.58 5.09 Wakttoti 5.21 Me auglit , . 5.32 Toronto 9:45 WEST, A.M. gents o8.20 P.M. a. YicNaaug'ht 12.04 Walton I .r 12.1.5 iByth ' 12.28 iiLuburn• 12.89 tiLeGaW . 12.41 (ilrenebet • 12.54 ttoileilek ... t.. 1.00 CHAPTER X SYNOPSIS Released from prison after serv- ing, h,.fteen years far a muriier be didn't commit, 3/lark Grant goes to the office of a lawyer named Fos- dick to collect a legacy left to him while he was in prison. When Fosdick tells him he will have to wait, Mark accepts an invitation to a party to help Teddy Banks win a, bet with Archie . Landon. Although. Mark tells them. his real name, Archie introduces him as "Stewart Byram." At the party Mark meets Burleson, the man Who sent"ihim to prison, and Burle- son's niece, Pamela Rodney. Bur- leson does not recognize him, and Mark decides not to reveal his identity to Pam until he finds the' real murderer. When Teddy Banks learns Mark's identity frojm Fes - dick he tells ' Archie. Landon, jealous of Mark's attentions to. Pam, hails a taxi, directing the driver to Burleson's address. Meanwhile, Mark is at Burleson's with Pam. He tell's her about the wager and confesses that he has been in prison. Suddenly he sees a familiar- object -a little •. jade. god. Pam tells him it is Burle- son's and promises to help him when he tells her the jage god is important to him. T!tey were still standing thus, look- ing at each other, when there was the stir of an arrival in the hall,• voic- es, the rush of cold air that comes from the opening of big doors. Mark looked at her questioningly; she nod- ded. . "It's, Uncle -and Aunt Lynn." Something like triumph came into itis face; he gripped the jade god in one powerful hand, the other fell at his side, clenched. "You're going to ask him now?" the girl breathed. She was only vaguely aware of the thing it meant to him, but she knew that it had some deep significance. He nodded. They were standing together on the -hearthrug, the light of the lamp • cast a soft glow behind them,.. outlining them. Mark looked like a man from another 'world, powerfully: built, prim- itive, a pagan in his freedom from all the little rules and conventions that made up the lives of the people who lived there. The girl felt it - she made no" attempt to restore things to mere formalities,; life was not like that for him! They stood waiting; They were still.waiting silently when Mrs- Lynn came rustling in and, be- hind her, a little bowed about the shoulders, looking a little older, the millionaire .himself. Mrs. Lynn, see- ing the two, exclaimed:' "Why, Pamela,.'I thought you were out! Mr. Byram, please touch .that light -switch behind you. I hate gloom!" , Burleson laughed a little harshly, "Butterflies,•like light," he remarked humorously, smiling athis sister-in- law. "Pani, -1 want some tea-" her aunt began,and then she stopped. She had become abruptly aware of their attitude, and she saw Mark's face. "Why, Mr. Byram!" He did not seem to hear' her; small Burleson's ' nostrils ,quivered; his lips tightened until they were white, and the red streak was like Saint Anthony's fire across his face. "Yes," he said slowly, "I know you now!" ' As he spoke he took an un- steady step forward and laid one hand upon a chair. "Then= telt.' nm.e!" Mark demanded hoarsely; "help me that much now!" and he followed the older man, hold- ing out the mocking gdd,„ Burleson turned and looked back at him. He was breathing hard; sur- denly a fire leaped- into his eyes, he stretched out his shaking hand, seiz- ed the god and flung it with all his force into the corner. It struck the edge of the great mantel, slanted, spun like a top against the brass fen- der and fell, broken in a thousand pieces on the floor. For the.last twenty minutes, while the jade god was meeting its fate, Landon's taxi had been speeding up- town. Landon himself .was no longer impatient; he was glad of this chance to order his thoughts. It seemed cer- tain"that the bird had flown. In that case was there any 'harm done? If Pam liked him she would have to for- get him. It was plain to Landon that Mark's courage had failed. "He didn't want to 'face the unmask- ing." he thought shrewdly; "be knew I'd have to do it." Yet he was uneasy; so uneasy that, be had made up his mind to see Mrs. Lynn and feel his way, find out if she knew anything, and if Mark "Granit had been there again. If he suspected any effort to hold on to his' acquaint- ance, he would denounce the convict rather than risk his making love to Pam Rodney. Girls ° were peculiar. The modern 'girl was independent; she might carry on a correspondence with an undesirable, unknown to her relatives. The thought made Landon furious; he was still stinging from the, tone of her refusal; she had made it a little too plain that he, Landon, was totally uniniieresting. He was ripe for mischief when the taxi drew up at the house. At° the door he got his first . shock; Mrs. Lynn was at home but she was not alone; they had company - "a gentleman." Landon found, out who it was without difficulty, and his blood boiled. He promptly lost his head. The consequences to himself were not to be thought of. He had a weapon that would drive the intru- der out of his paradise.. He had in- tended to wait in the reception room, but, as he entered it-• he heard the crash of the jade god in' the library, aid a startled cry from Pam. Landon cast prudence to the winds; he pass- ed the servant who was going to an- nounce him, lifted the portiere and appeared in the library. No one no- ticed him. Burleson had tottered as the jade god fell, his gray face was distorted with the red streak, his eyes flamed. He put out along hand, a hand .that used to be powerful, grasped the back of a chair and lean- ed ,on it. He was breathing audibly. "You're ill!" cried Mrs. Lynn; "Pam telephone for the doctor -your uncle's ill!" It seemed 'to' her a relief, a val- id excuse for such a scene! "I'm not ill," Burleson said thick- -Iy, but .his hands went to this -throat, he sank heavily into his chair, his +rlllll'll'llll�y till+. Burleson's nostrils quivered; his Bits tightened' courtesies were lost to him just 'then. He was as 'primitive as he had been marching in the prison -yard with his fellows -year after year. He walked slowly over to the library table where Burleson stood, and the older man, searching his face in the new strong light, did not move. He seemed sud- denly to see something in it that held him. Mark came nearer and opened his' hands. In the hollow of his palms the jade god squatted like a toad. Burleson stared at it and stared up at ;the young man, He apparently linked the two by some chain of cir- cumstances, and the age in his • own face deepened, the lines grew sharp, his eyes dulled. The two women watched them, Mrs. Lynn in amaze- ment, Pam with a beating heart. It seemed eons before Mark spoke. ' "I know this .thing," he said slow- ly; "it has a curious mark underneath -see?" He turned it over, holding it close to Burleson. "Will you tell in when it came to you?" Burleson's hands clenched, he grew grayly white, then, suddenly, that red streak ran up between his eyebrows to his hair. The effect .was ghastly. Mrs. Lynn - caught Pain's wrist in clutching fingers and whispered: "Send that man'away-your uncle's going to have a fit!" Her voice was only a murmur, but it broke the spell that held them - staring at the jade god. "Will you tell me?" Mark repeated in his deep voice, "you know me, Mr. Burleson?" - eyes fastened on Mark. "You = go away!" he exclaimed furiously, Pam ran to him. "Uncle, what is it? Tell us!" .she pleaded, Mark . had not moved. His' eyes were fastened on the shattered green bits on the floor and there was some- thing ,akin to anguish. in his face. B0rieson would never speak! Mrs. Lynn, still in a panic, fled to the telephone. "We must have a doc- tor for you, Herbert," she cried, and came face to face with Landon. The young than was standing •at the threshold, one hand still On the portiere, his face livid. He did not understand the scene, but he believed that Mark had come there to carry off Pam, that he was defying Burleson, and the girl loved .him! It was the wildest ' fancy, 'but it kindled the spark. "Why, Archie!" Mrs. Lynn's start- led exclamation broke the spell;,she stopped with her band 'on the tele- phone receiver and gazed at the young man in open amazement. All her rules were being 'broken. When had he come? Why had no one announc- ed hint? Landon did not notice her expres- sion. He had made up his mind to burn his bridges. He walked into the room and stood in front of Mark. "You've no right to ' stay in this house," he sald in a ch,ked voice: "tbe..,soonsr you go the befter--unless you want tae to tell them the truth about you:?" Mark looked at +him and through him. "My business here isn't with you, but, with 'Mr: Burleson," he an- swered, crisply; -'Faftez° that-per!aaps !" "Your business is wt)A me," Lan- don panted, "for 1 brought you' here. 1-" he swung around, Racing Mrs. Lynn's frozen look, Burleson's streak- ed face and Pam's indignant eyes. "I owe you all an apology! I brought this fellow here by mistake; I didn't know the truth. He's an ex -convict." Mrs."'Lynn hung up the receiver hastily and stood quite still. No one else moved; the color deepened in Pam's face but her hand still rested on 13urleson's shoulder. "I've already told Miss ' Rodney that," said Mark, coolly; "you're a trifle late Landon!" - "No, I'm 'not!" Landon retorted with a sudden wicked intuition; "you didn't tell the truth. Mr. Burleson, this man murdered his uncle for his money. Ask Fosdick -he knows." A strange little sound like a moan came lre n the y ung girl; she crump- led to her knees beside her guardian's chair. Mark, disregarding them all, looked only at her. She had hidden her face in' her bands and his heart turned cold; he had been right in his fears; she would net stand for this final awful charge; what woman would? It seemed to freeze his emotions, even his anger, his contempt for Lan- don, grew cold. He put up his hand 1" AO if rY is la IP. .,nivr 0 MOO. Ofl+ e Cott OK ::'.04.40.4-1y p•Qpulet> ; i; b•t': ba )1Ou.zr 1R,arc#its w4tli leis z0te0 ta' the :1014 p the neat :ptit W as a' Ile; m 's Theo. he heard ,Land, r a voice, -SOW" and Wornazfiah izi itsrikineiatiort,'and lie longed to• Seize l i?n this Puny Prem (Met -of soc!h"y-.and fling hi??4 flat, H.e, turned axil looked at Mn with the conten;pt be fe't, he was'go big hurl- sell', he Via 1 •c --such of a .peen, as far as h'. d -i •'•! -vent, that alt would have her ^:'-c ; to pick the fellow up like a ,puppy' by the • neck: Flis' hands clenched at his sides, his breast heaved; he had taken a step' forward when Burleson's voice arrest- ed him. "You'd better go," the millionaire said slowly,. coughing a little, the ,red streak still flaring between his eyes, "There's nothing to say here!" - Mark met his eyes; he "hated the man for his injustice. He knew that Burleson could have helped him. He remembered his testimony against him, and he had the jade god all the time! No one had thought of that. Landon, shaken by what he saw in Mrs. Lynn's .stiffening face, in Pam's bowed head, pursued his point. "He was up for murder - fifteen years," he said, "he's just out." Mark turned on him then,, and something in, his look made the oth- er man give way. Unconsciously, Lan- don stepped back and .Mark passed him, taking his stand' near the door, before he turned to. face .them. "He's told the truth; I'm an ex - convict and I was accused of killing my uncle," he said in a hard voice, "and this gentleman" -he indicated Landon scornfully -"introduced me here, on a wager. That's ail -quite all!" He stopped an instant, his eyes sought Pam and caught the 'lovely arch of her prone dread beside her uncle's chair. • She did not rook up and a dull despair seized him. Not even she would believe in him! • "It's true," he said again in his hard voice, and his eyes flamed upon Lan- t nr -fiM +rrR' 0 ; �reheix t s t 14ervoud•spo11 CO• e.ar4 t: to hrorr ab'aiwt'he io .. hliaRgi , etisez' i War RPfA* / l oect patspns., t'l?ey hudr<:tba have the ep '.and. +energy;i essentialofi t >hcaity an euo v.. Arte for the mew, •mei: zr,<y a bottle of1'»'. �rh '.$ DrChase's Nerve don, the wager -maker, the coward! "The convict bids you all goodbye." Again he looked at the girl, but she had not moved. He caught only the frozen horror in Mrs. Lynn's face, Burleson's grayness, Landon's anger and malice. (Continued Next Week) t Pc ys to Advertise Ornithologists of the Royal Ontario Museum say that 'a boom in real es- tate is imminent. 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