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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1907-08-29, Page 7-t+++++++++++++++++++t4 ++++++-+-+++++++++4++ The Hound of the Baskervilles Another Adventure of Sherlock Holmes. BY A,. CONAN DOYLE. Author of "The res F a " and "The Great Boer War' Copyright (1003) by A. Conan Doyle. + 4+++++++++++++4 ++++4-+ +++-44+++++++++++++++4-4i '4ously over the stops of her type• ;wrier, "You knew him, (lid you not?" "I have already said that I owe a {great deal to his kindness. If Tarn aisle to support myself it is largely due to the interest which. he took in my un- liappy- situation." "Did you correspond with him?" The lady looked quickly up with an. angry gleam in her hazel eyes. "What is the object of these, ques- tions?" she asked, sharply. "Tbe object is to avoid a public scandal. It is better that I should ask them here than that the matter should paw outside our control. She ware silent and her face was still very pale. At last she looked up with something reckless and de8'a.ut In her manner, "Well I'll answer," she said. '"What are your questions?" "Did you correspond with Sir Char- les?" "I certainly wrote to him once or twice to acknowledge his delicacy and his generosity." "Have you the dates of those let- ters?" "Have you ever met him?" "Yes, once or twice, when he came into Coombe Tracey. He was a very retiring man, and he preferred to do good by stealth." "But if you saw him so seldom and wrote so seldom, how did he know .enough about your affairs to be able to help your, as you say that he has , done?" She met my difficulty with the ut- most readiness. "There were several gentlemen who knew my sad history and united to help me. One was Mr. Stapleton, a neighbor and intimate friend of Sir Charles's. He was exceedingly kind, and it was through him that Sir Char- les learned about my affairs." I knew that Sir Charles Baskerville had made Stapleton his almoner upon several occasions, so the lady's state- ment bore the impress of truth upon it. "Did you ever write to Sir Charles .asking him to meet you?" I continued. Mrs. Lyons flushed with anger again. "Really, sir, this Is a very extraor- • dinary question." "I am sorry, Madame, but I must re- peat it." "Then I answer, certainly not." "Not on the very day of Sir Char- kes's death?" The flush had faded in an instant, ..and a deathly face was before me. Her -dry lips could not speak the "No" Which I saw rather than heard. "Surely your memory deceives you," staid I. "I could even quote a passage " is a great day for me, sir." When " sweets " lose their sweetness— and "r substantials," their charm --there are always MOONEY'S PERFECTION CREAM SODAS to coax back the appetite. Do YOU" ktiow how good they are? 108 of your letter. It ran 'Please, please, as you are a gentleman, burn this let• ter, and be at the gate by ten o'clock."' I thought that she had fainted, but she recovered herself by a supreme effort. "Is there no such thing as a gentle- man?" she gasped. "You do Sir Charles an injustice, He did burn the letter. But sometimes a letter may be legible even when burned. You acknowledge now that you wrote it," "Yes, I did write it," she cried, pour• ing out her soul in a torrent of words. "I did write it. Why should I deny it? I have no reason to be ashamed of it. I wished him to help me. I believed that if I had an interview I could gain his help, so I asked hint to meet me." "But why at such an hour?" "Because I had only just learned that he was going to London next day and Wright be away for months. There were reasons why I could not get there earlier." "But why a rendezvous in the gar- den instead of a visit to the house?" "Do you think a woman could go alone at that hour to a bachelor's house?" "Well, what happened when you did get there?" "I never went." "Mrs. Lyons!" "No, I swear it to you on all I hold sacred. I never went. Something in- tervened to prevent my going." "What was that?" "That is a private matter. I cannot tell it." "You acknowledge then that you made an appointment with Sir Char- les at the very hour and place at. which he met his death, but you deny' that you kept the appointment." "That is the truth." Again and again I cross-questioned her, but I could never get past that point. "Mrs. Lyons," said I, as I rose from this long and inconclusive interview, "you are taking a very great responsi- bility and putting yourself in a very false position by not making an abso- lutely clean breast of all that you know. If I have to call jn the aid of the police you will find how seriously you are compromised. If your position is innocent, why did you in the first instance deny having written to Sir Charles upon that date?" "Because I feared that some false conclusion might be drawn from it, and that I might find myself involved in a scandal," "And why were you so pressing that Sir Charles' should destroy your let- ter?" "If you have read the letter you will know." "I did not say that I had read all the letter." "You quoted some of it" "I quoted the postscript. The letter had, as I said, been burned and it was not all legible, I ask you once again why it was that. you were so pressing that Sir Charles should destroy this letter which he received on the day of his death," "The natter is a very private one." "The more reason why you avoid a public investigation." "I will tell you, then. If you have heard anything of my unhappy history you will know that I made a rash mar- riage and had reason U. regret it." "I have heard so mech." "My life has been one incessant persecution from a husband whom I abhor. The law is upon his side, and every day I am faced by the possi- bility that he may force me to live with him. At the time that I wrote this letter to Sir Charles I had learned that there was a prospect of my regaining my freedom if certain expenses could be met. It meant everythiug to me— peace of mind, happiness, self-respect —everything. I knew Sir Charles's generosity, and I thought that if he heard the story from my own lips he would help me." "Then how is it that you did not go?" "Because I received help in the in- terval from another source." "Why, then, did you not write to Sir Charles and explain this?" "So I should have done had I not seen his death in the paper next morning." The woman's story hung coherently together, and all my questions Were unable to shake it. I could only check it by finding if she bad, indeed, institu- ted divorce proceedings against her husband at or about the time of the tragedy. It was unlikely that she would dare to say that she had not been to Basker- ville Hall if she really had been, for a trap would be necessary to take her there, and could not leave returned to Cooiribe Tracey until the early hours of the morning. Such an excursion could not he kept secret. The probabil- ity was, therefore, that she was tell- ing the truth, or, at least, a part of the truth. I came away baffled and lis - heartened. Once again I had reached that dead wall which seemed to be built across every path by Which I tried to get at the object of my mis- sion. And yet the more I thought of the lady's face and of her manner the snore I felt that something was being held back from me. Why should she turd se pale? Why should she fight against every admission until it was forced from her? 'Why should she have been so reticent at the time of the tragedy? Surely the explanation of all this could not be as innocent ss she would have the believe. For the mo - Ment I could proceed no farther in that direction, but must turn batik to that other Clue which was to be sought for among the stone huts upon the moor. And that was a most vague dlrec- tloti. X Yettlized It as I drove beck and opted how hill letter hill ishaa'ed' treed! THE WINGIUAIvf TIM, , A,UGUST 20, 1907 of the ancient people. 13errymore'e only indication had been that the stranger lived in one of these aban- doned buts, and many hundreds of them are scattered throughout the length and breadth of the moor. But I had my own experience for a guide since it had shown me the urian him- self standing upon the summit of the Black Tor. That then should be the centre of my search. From there I should explore every hut upon the moor until I lighted upon the right one. If this man were Inside It I shauld find out from his own lips, at the point _ of my revolver if necessary, who he was and Why he had dogged us so long. He might slip away from us in the crowd of Regent Street, but it would puzzle him to do so upon the lonely moor, On the other hand, if I should find the hut and its tenant slimed not be within it I must remain there, however long the vigil, until he returned. Holmes had missed him .in London, It would indeed be a triumph for me if I could run him to earth, where my master had failed. Lucic had been against us again and again in this inquiry, but now at last it cane to my aid, And the messenger of good fortune was none other than Mr. Frankland, who was standing,. grey whiskered and red-faced, outside the gate of his garden, which opened on to the high road along which I traveled. "Good -day, Dr. Watson," cried he, with unwonted good humor, "you must really give your horses a rest, and conte in to have a glass of wine and to congratulate me." My feelings towards him were far from being friendly after what I had heard of his treatment of his daughter, but I was anxious to send Perkins and the waggonette home, and the oppor- tunity was a good one. I alighted and sent a message to Sir Henry that I should walk over in time for dinner. Then I followed Frankland into his dining -room, "It is a great day for ,ale, sir—one of the red-letter days of my life," he cried; with many chuckles. "I have brought off a double event. I mean to teach them in these parts that law is law, and that there is a man here who does not fear to invoke it. I haveoes- tablished a right of way through the centre of old Middleton's park, slap across it, sir, 'within a hundred yards Of his own front door. What do You think of that? We'll teach these meg- nates a„nates that they cannot ride rough shod over the rights of the common- ers, confound them! And I've closed the wood where the Fernworthy folk used to picnic. These infernal people seem to think that there are no rights of property, and that they can swarm where they like with their papers and their bottles. Both cases decided, Dr. Watson, and both in my favor. I haven't had such a day since I had Sir John Morland for trespass, because he shot in his own warren." "How on earth did you do that?" "Look it up in the books, sir. It will repay reading—Frankland v. Morland, Court of Queen's Bench. It cost me 200, but I got niy verdict." "Did It do you any good?" "None,s sir, i none. I am proud to a sl that I hci no interest in the matter. I act entirely from a sense of public duty. I have no doubt, for example, that the Fernworthy people will burn me in effigy to -night. I told the police last time they did it that they should stop these disgraceful exhibitions. The County Constabulary is in n scandal- ous state, sir, and it has not afforded me the protection to which I am en- titled. The case of Frankland v, Re- gina will bring the matter before the attention of the public. I told them that they would have occasion to regret their treatment of me, and elready niy words have conte true." "How so?" I asked. The old man put on a .very know- ing expression. Because I could tell them what they are dying to know; but nothing would induce me to help the rascals in any way." I bad been casting round for some excuse by which I could get away from his gossip, but now I began to wish to hear more of it. I had seen enough of the contrary nature of the old sinner to understand that any strong sign of interest would be the surest way to stop his confidences. "Soule poaching case, no doubt?" said I, with au indifferent manner. UNRIPE FRUIT, HARE OF WATER, COLDS, IMPROPER DIET CAUSE DIARRHOEA, DYSENTERY, COLIC, CRAMPS, PAIN IN THE STOMACH, SUMMER COMPLAINT, Etc. These annoying bowel complaints niay be quickly and effectually cured by the use of MAKE O'VkilER,S HEIAPP'r Ideal .Journati;m. Ilo not compel someone to rub your It is very questionable if the ideal aching hacker limbs this winter, but start right inand take newspaper, as soma people conceive it Would be very satisfactory in the end. 'engine H hat the pnblieaticn of such items as these would meso » "Silo. Snaith went to en exeursion yesterday and returned home sober." "Wm. Jones, manager ot the People's Lome Cq,,. it to iie congratulated on the, fact that he bas not pet been arrested for fraud." 'Mrs. E. Perkins Smith Jones gave a very smart tee yesterday afternoon, and although there was a very large attend - awe of ladies of the beet set, nobody's character was hopelessly destrayed "Mr. Ephriarn Brown, the well• known church member and .Sunday Soboo Saperintendeut, has not so far as the public knower, gone wrong yet." A newspaper night be filled every day with each statements of fact; but would it be any improvewene on the ordinary s .naplo of modern jourualiem 2—Wood- stock Sentinel -Review. It will clear your system of Rheumatism and all other I{idney diseases, snaking you happy, consequently others, 6dc. 4 box at Drug Stores or by Malt. 92 Thr CLAFLIN CHEuiCAI. CQ. Limited. WINDSOR, Ont. '"IIa, ha, my boy, a very much more important matter than that! What about the convict on the moor?" I started. "You don't mean that you know where be is?" said I. "I may not know exactly where he is 'bet I am quite sure that I could help the police to lay their hands on him. Has it never struck you that the way 'to catch that main was to find out where he get his food, and so trace it to him?" He certainly seemed to be getting uncomfortably near the truth. "No doubt," said I; "but how do you know that he is anywhere upon the moor?" "I know it because I have seen 'with niy own eyes the messenger who takes him bis food," My heart sank for Barrymore. It was a serious thing to be in the pow- er of this spiteful old busybody. But his next remark took a weight from my mind. "You.'11 be surprised to hear that his food is taken to him by a child. I see him every day through. my telescope upon the roof. He basses along the same path at the same hour, and to whom should he be going except to the convict?" Here was luck indeed! And yet I suppressed all appearance of interest. A child! Barrymore had said that our unknown was supplied by a boy. It was on hit track, end not upon the con- vict's, that Frankland had stumbled, If I could get his knowledge it might save, ore a Iong and weary hunt. But incredulity and indifference were evidently niy strongest cards. "I should say that it was much more likely that it was the son of 'one of the moorland shepherds taking out his father's dinner." The least appearance of opposition struck fire out of the old autocrat. His eyes looked malignantly at me, and his grey whiskers bristled like those.of an angry cat, ' "Indeed, sir!" said he, pointing out over the wide -stretching moclr. Do yon see that Black Tor over yonder? Well, do you see the lower hill beyond with the thornbrush upon it? It is the ston- iest part of the whole moor. Is that a place where a shepherd would be like- ly to take his station? Your sugges- tion, sir, is a most absurd one." I meekly answered that I had spoken without knowing all the facts. My sub- mission pleased him and led him to further confidences. "You may be sure, sir, that I have very good grounds,befeee I come to an opinion. I have seen the boy again and again with his bundle. Every day, and aametimes twice a day, I have been able—but wait a moment, Dr. Watson. Do my eyes deceive me, or is there at, the present moment something mov- ing uponthat hill -side?" It was several miles off, but I could distinctly see a small dark dot against the dull green and grey. "Come, sir, come!!" cried Frankland, rushing upstairs. "You will see with your own eyes and judge for your- self." The telescope, a formidable instru- ment mounted upon a tripod, stood upon the flat leads of the house. blrankland clapped his eye to it and gave a cry of satisfaction.' "Quick, Dr. Watson, quick, before be passes over the bill!" (eo be co.itinaed ) OR. FOWLER'S EXTRACT OF WILD STRAWBERRY This wonderful remedy has been on the market for over sixty years and in using it you are not running any risk. Be sure when asking for Wild Straw, berry you get Dn. Fowt.kn's and don't let the unscrupulous dealer paint off cheap substitute on you. Mrs. Gordon Helmer, Newington, Ont., whites : "I have used En. rowtna'a Exrx aC'r" or WILD STnAwnniinY for Diarrhoea and never found any other~ medicine to equal it. There are many imitations, but none so good as Dr. reviler's." Mrs. C. W. 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Ontario consumers. by the extensive ad- vertising of the alleged superiority of Western flour, wore soon convinced that flavor meet be sacrificed to strength, so the home market was largely lost, and farmers began to notioe the inoreased co.t of feed, and the low prices to be ob- tained for their wheat, By a series of chemical analyses and experiments which have extended over a decade, it has been demonstrated that by th + addition of a small proportion of Western wheat, Ontario blended floor contains the necessary gluten to suc- cessfully compete with its Western rival, and still retain the Haver which is peculiar to Ontario'grain. Bread made from blended flour soon found a ready sale in Torouto, and within a year or two after the introduction of blended goats on the market, the Martstinie Provinces have shown Fitch `preference for these Ontario -milled flours, that cer- tain mulling firths have doubled their plants in the last six tialonthe It has been already pointed out that the farmer as a buaineee man, meet consider the market and the inexorable law of supply and demand Now On, tario ought to deserve the first attention and the hote•markbt of the Province should feel the eifeet of the demand for Ontario blended goer. But the farmer is both a producer and t► consume*, and as such, has is double interest la helping to create a demand for "Ontario -grown wheat. When the individual farmer realizes that the par. °hate of the new flour means better brand on hie table, better prices for his wheat, and ati ultimate substantial de- oreaee in the ooet of bran and shorts, the battle to regain the Ontario market for an Ontario produot *III be at good Wen. A Story Of Town Lots. The West is busy selling town tote, Some purohaeers have made money in the dame; some have lost. Some will mak money in the future, sono will lose, It all depends on the lots A story is told of a Western gentleman entitled to have • Honourable" pr.nted in front of his name, who has made a considerable for. tune selling town Iota to Eastern pur- abase's. An Eastern friend buret in on him at Ottawa and upbraided him for not having let him (the Fastener) in on pertain "good things " The Honourable palmed the angry one with an apology and a statement that he had actually forgotten to tell his friend about it. "Look here" he said, "I can alalee up for it. I have twenty good lots in—that I can give you at $40 each." The East. ernes took them era handed over the cash without a question. He has since learned that they are abent two miles from the railway station in a little town of 800 inhabitants and are worth abont $5 apiece.—Canadian Conner, HAVE YOU CATARRH ? • Breathe Hyomei and Relief and Cure Will be Guaranteed If you have catarrh, with offensive breath, burning pains in the throat, gtfflculty in breathing, raising of mucous discharge from the nose, tiokliug or dropping from the back of the throat, coughing spasms, etc , begin the use of l-ly-o•mei at once. Flv.o•mei is made from nature's so i and balsams and contains cth ng oils n ns the germ Killing properties of the pine woods, Its medication is taken with the air 3 on breathe, so that it reaches the most remote part of the respiratory organa, killing all catarrhal germs and soothing any irritation there may be in the mucous membrane. The complete Hy-o.mei outfit coats but $1,00; and Walton MoKtbbon gives his personal guarant'e with each pack- age that money will be refunded unless tha treatment does all that is claimed for it. If girl is on her feet all day she should wear her clothing rather enng below the belt—just as the runners pull the belt or girdle tight—and she should get into the habit of standing with her shoulders thrown back. It is just as easy after one gets used to it. To make small hanging baskets out off the top of a cocoanut and nee the shell to hold a sword feru. It makes a neat holder and will soon be entirely covered with the long fronds It retains the moisture, and one shell will hold the roots of one large .fern for a season or two. If yon are in need of it, try fresh en- cumber as a complexion bleach. Get a little fruit press, the ordinary cheap kind, and press the juice out of the slices. 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