The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1928-08-02, Page 3’,-he
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THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
A Reminiscence
XlimSDAY, 4VGVST 2nd
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have carried
Arthur Somers Roche
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t BEGIN HERE TODAY
^‘■jrohn Ainsley, a man of education
and breeding, becomes a master
t crook, preying upon other thieves.
*One afternoon on Fifth Avenue he
! knocks down a man he sees abus-
Ing a hunchback, and then runs.
At an auction sale he sees new-
f ly rich Marcus Anderson buy a
golden, jewel-studded box for
' .$65,000. Later he sees Anderson
‘ in company of the hunchback and
J ,ja crook known as the White Eagle
The- White Eagle lives in a modest
private residence on the upper
East Side, posing as a duke, with
the. hunchback as his secretary.
( Ainsley sets about to find out in
■what way the White Eagle is en-
, deavoring to rob Anderson. He
, picks the lock of the East Side
residfance and enters.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
that house from cel-
quarters on the top
latter rooms I found
The servants had
V
>
I went over
.Jar to servants
floor.' In these
no clothing,
been discharged and had left with
all their belongings. Two floors be
low, I entered a study. Behind it
was the chief bedroom of the house.
ULknew that it must belong to the
rwiiite Eagle. And in that bedroom
were ■ packed suitcases. To that
room, then, the White Eagle would
unquestionably come. But in the
study was a decanter of wine and
qigarets. If I knew my Cochet,
{here would at least be one cigaret
smoked and one glass of wine drunk
in celebration of his latest coup. In
this room, then, behind a great
leather couch, I ensconced myself.
But before I went into hiding I
took half a dozen, towels from the
bathroom adjoining the bedchaftiber,
..and from the latter room took a
£score of apparently discarded, cra
vats, I tested each one of these and
found them satisfactory. They were
no longer beautiful, but I was cer
tain they they would prove service
able. " And behind the leather couch
I knotted them into four stout
throngs. I had finished when I
heard the front door open.
Cochet bounded up the stairs with
an activity which I envied. I hop
ed that I, when I attained his years,
yvould be as supple. He entered th®
. room where I was hidden, snapped
on the lights, filled two glasses
tirom the decanter on the table, and
lifted one high above his head. The
hunchback, less active, now entered
■the ’room. Cochet greeted ’ him
loudly.
"Drink, mon brave!” he cried.
“Drink to the genius of the White
Eagle, who sees and swoops and
rises triumphant!”
"Genius is too weak a word,”
said the hunchback. “You work
miracles, my master.” ,
He, too, took the ’other glass
from the table and drank eagerly.
Cochet filled the glasses again.
"And of a simplicity, Raoul,”
boasted the White Eagle. "This
pig-dog of a profiler shows us his
priceless box, opens it and lets ■ us
behold the richest jewels of his so
vulgar wife that gleaih within it.
And then, as he closes the safe dbor,
I distract his attention
■sn'atch the box even as
being closed.”
In my hiding-place I noddpd ap
provingly. This was
and you
the door is
sleight of
hand that might be matched against
my own gift of legerdemain.
The hunchback’s voice was
precating. "I have the trick of
fingers, monsieur, but what are
mechanic’s hands without the
•list’s brains? To you goes -all
credit.”
Cochet laughed merrily,
the profits, eh, mon vietix?
de-
the
the
ar-
the
"But
____, They
.are more important than the glory,
•and you will have your share of
those. But we must not stay here.
'’That lady whom you have so justly
termed vulgar may desire to See her
jewels once again this evening. One
never knows in what direction a
woman’s whim may lead her.”
"As always, my master, you are
right,” said the cripple. “I will
-telephone
disappear,
land in la
"But so
fortnight?’
I flatter
worthy o£ -
Cochet and Lotier greeted it with
that stark amazement which a dra
matic speech should arouse. I as
sure you thot I have never enjoyed
a moment as much as I enjoyed this
•one now as, an automatic pistol in
my hand, I followed my words into
the room from behind the couch.
Cochet recovered his self-posses
sion first. a
"This is an unexpected honor,
monsieur,” he said.
I Shrugged. “The more
the more surprise to a modest man J’
I grinned. ' ——------ -
elevate
in. the
said the cripple.
for a taxicab; we shall
•In a fortnight we shall
belle France—”
much may happen in a
myself that it was a line
the situation. Certainly
honor,
prise to a mouesu man,”
_1, “Messieurs will kindly,
their hands and keep thuim
air.”
The hunchback flashed a lightn
ing glance of question at the White
Eagle. But Chochet knew that be
hind my levity lurked grimness.
“Obey, Raoul,
Ipoked at me,
to explain?”
I doubt if I
myself, any better than he, in such a
situation.
“The Anderson jewel-box and
contents, monsieur,” I said,
monsieur will kindly give that
me, I shall bid lnm bon soir and bon
chance,
The
amusement.
“I have overheard your conversa
tion,” I reminded him.
“Monsieur lacks a sense of humor”
he retorted blandly. “He [accepts
idle jests as solemn truths.”
“The box, please,lf I insisted.
“If monsieur’s sad lack of humor,
persists, what can we do?” asked
Cochet.
“Nothing,” I snapped. “But I can
do something. I can search you.”
The cripple was ready to fight,
but the White Eagle was a wary old
campaigner. He believed that I
would fire, and so he sharply again
ordered the hunchback to obey, At
the muzzle of ,my ' pistol Lotier
bound, with the impromptu ropes
that I had manufactured from the
neckties, the hands and feet of his
master. Then I made the cripple
insert his wrist through a slipnoose.
I drew it tight, and the
easy. The use of towels
was unnecessary.
And a few minutes later_______
that it had not been necessary even
to bind them. In fact, my presence
here was unnecessary. For the An
derson jewel-box, could not be found,
in the expansive overcoat pockets of
either of them. Nor had they left
it in the hall downstairs, or in the
drawing-room, or anywhere else in
the house.
It must have been delivered to a
confederate waiting outside the mil
lionaire’s house. Yet this I did not
believe. The White Eagle was not
the sort who lets some one else take
charge of the spoils of his warfare,
against society.
“Perhaps,”
turned from
the premises,
apoloize.”
In truth, I
I drew a packknife,
placed it on the floor.
“It wll take you perhaps fifteen
minutes to saw your bonds,” I told
Cochet. "And , despite monsieur’s
affable manner, I feel that I need a
quarter of an hour in which to dis
appear.”
Cochet smiled j. but behind that
smile lay deadly 'menace. Always,
from now on, a more dangerous en
emy than the police .would he at my.
heels. Though he smiled, Cochet
would never forgive this indignity.
“Bon soir, monsieurs,” I said. I
had failed, but I tried to carry off
my failure with a good grace. I am
not your vulgar crook who
cends to threat or torture. My
soning had been sound. )I did
believe that the box had been
rendered to a confederate, but What
is belief in the ’face of fact?
“You wll have time to escape from
this house,” I said, “before the po
lice arrive hear, provided that there
is some element of truth in the jests
I heard you exchange. Because I
have been unfortune is no reason
that I should wish you ill fortune.
Again, good evening, gentlemens,”
And then I saw a gleam of triumph
on the delicate face of the hunch
back. Now, one cannot succeed at
my profession unless one has the
quick intuition- of a woman. And to
that intuition must be coupled the
logic of a man—not of an ordinary
man, but the sort of man that I am.
I remembered how insensitive the
cripple’s hump had been to the
rough touch of the .bully whom^had
knocked dowq. I tried to visualize
the sleight of' hand by which the
box had been extracted from Ander
son’s safe even as the millionaire
locked its door. Where had the
been hidden?
I remembered the affair of
one-eyed man, and how a pearl
been secreted in a glass eye.
jewel-box was too bulky to be placed
in the pocket of a dinner jacket, and
both of
clothes,
look of
\vas not
Oh, Armand Cochet is the White
Eagle, but I am John Ainsley! Shall
I add more, or shall*! let the modest,
narration of my deeds speak for me?
I bent over, tore the dinner jacket
from the body of Lotier, exposed a
carefully contived false hump, and
from that artifical deformity-1 took
the jewel-box.
1 waved
bye. With
beneath my
the house,
and taxied, like any law-abiding cit
izen, to my apartment overlooking
the Park.
Five minutbs later I was examin
ing the contents of the casket,
could abandon forever the life
which necessity had driven me.
least on that April evening
thought that I Could,
know
in old
“Once
I held out my left hand.
White Eagle simulated
J cut short his laugh,
rest was
as gags
I decided
said Cochet as I re-
my fruitless search of
“monsieur is ready to
was.From my pocket
I opened it and
des-
rea-
not
sur-
How interesting it is to listen to
the ojd meq ,of si^ty years or over
and have them tell of the doings of
other days. One day recently we
were able to provoke an old man
to tell about the early days and he
not suspecting that it should ever pe
seen in print spoke freely and when
w,as suggested that he allow1 us
do so, it'was-with reluctance that
consented. Some day we hope
get more from him.
The old gentleman is Mr. Philip
Madge, of Osborne township, now in
hig 81st year. Three years ago he
ran his own farm of 100 acres and
even yet he helps his son-in-law to'
work and some days doing ^enough
fpr a man half his years.
When it was suggested that' he
must always have been a very heal-,
tjiy man he told us that about forty
years ago for ten years he was not
at, all' well and for foru of those
years he was an invalid, brought on
by hard work. Encouraged to tell of
the work of those days he said that,
one summer his brother Silas cradl
ed fifty acres in two weeks and he,
a boy of eighteen bound it, i.e., more
than four acres a day. Another day
he was in the field before sunrise
and cradled four acres before dinner
time. In the afternoon he bound it.
while working for a, neighbor one
day
and
and
ner.
cradle and did four swaths or ledges
as they were sometimes called, the
other man refusing to bind them be
cause there were some thistles in
them. “All right,” said Madge, you
take the cradle and I’ll bind them
and- what is more I shall catch you
by the time you cradle eight more
swaths. The race was on and at
the end of the cradler’s seventh
swath Mr. Madge raked the grain off
his cradle, thus binding eleven
swaths for the cradlers’ seven.
When the day’s work was over
the young men of those times used
to wrestle, and spar as the greatest
'of fun. He and his brothers delight
ed in these sports and Mr. Madge be
come quite proficient at striking
off his opponents hat. At
one picnic he challenged any man
present to a sparring match. Before
he got through twelve different men
came before him, the test being the
best two in three trials for each.
He came out victorious as he lost
his hat only once and he
his opponents twenty-four
theirs’.
Even at eighty years of
can throw his heels up into the a.ir
and walk around on the palms? of his
hands. Three years ago he .was’up
on the top of his silo forty feet high
built of a concrete wall six inches,
thick and he walked around the rim
with absolute safety.
He says
who could
there were
abler than
was William Russell, of Russelldale
who at the age of IS could chop,
Kplit and pile three' and three-quar
ters cords of wood a day, felling his
own trees.
Mr. Madge claims that the young
men now-a-days can far surpass him
in what they can do. He would be
in misery running a binder or other
machinery and the boys now-a-days
delight in doin
it
to
he
to
Golden Wedding
A few weeks ago the Times-Advo-
cqte contained an account of the
Gulden Wedding anniversary of Mr.
and Mrs. J. p, Ross, of Calgary,
Corpier residents of Exeter.- The
following account was taken from
the New Outlook of last week.
Along with the write-up
splendid picture
Ross:
was a
of Mr. and Mrs.
deep interest to a
people throughout
I
box
the
had
The
these -men wore evening
And the cripple wore a
triumph. Also, * h>s hump
sensitive.
them a mocking good-
the box under my arm
coat, I .sauntered out of
over to Fifth Avenue,
I
to
At
I
.. : i ;r. i did not
that sometimes there is truth
saws, I had forgotten one of
a thief—”
(To be Continued)
it was decided that Mr. Madge
the farmer’s son should cradle
bind a field of oats after din-
Mr. Madge started with the
“An event of
large numbei' of
Canada took place at 611 14th Ave,
W., Calgary, Alberta, on Tuesday
evening, June 26th, when Mr. and
Mrs. J. P. Ross celebrated their
golden wedding anniversary.
Mr. Ross is a nativd of Sunny
Brae, Pictou County, Nova Scotia.
Mrs. Ross was the only daughter of
Mr, and Mrs. James S winner ton, of
Exeter, Ontario. They were married
in Exeter by Rev. J. W. Holmes on
the twenty-sixth day of June, 1878.
Their family consists of two dau
ghters Mrs. W. R. Bellamy and Mrs.
(Dr.) W. W. Upton, both of Cal
gary, and three sons, W. J. Ross, of
Toronto; R. H. Ross, of Wenachee,
Wash, and J. A, Ross, of Seattle,
Wash. Mr. Ross has had an active
and" successful life. He conducted a
business, in Exeter, Ont., in his early
married life, and for the past forty-
five-years has been on the field staff
of the Confederation Life Associa
tion1, At present he is special repre
sentative at Calgary, where he has
resided for twenty-two years’. He
has also been interested in politics, a
lifelong supporter , of the Liberal
party., He is a prominent Mqson
and a good golfer. His chief inter
est, however, has been*'the Church,
formerly the Presbyterian; during
the past three years, the United
Church. For almost half a century
he has been an elder in the Church;
at present, he is a very useful mem
ber of the session of Knox United
Church, Calgary. His church activi
ties have not been limited to the
local congregation. In the former
Presbyterian church, for many years,
he was a member of the Finance
Board, and also of the Church Uni
on Committee (Presbyterian and
Joipt.) More recently he has been
the lay representative from Alberta
op the executive of the General
Council, and a member of the Trans-I for Committee. On many occasions | gust,
he has entered the pulpit, and in
spired congregations with his help
ful messages.
Mrs. Ross has been during all
these years a cheerful and efficent
helpmeet in. home and church and
other circles.
About one hundred friends gather
ed at their home on the occasion of
their golden wedding, and enjoyed
a very pleasant evening with the
happy couple. Congratulatory ad
dresses were given by Revs. G. A.
Dickson and w. M*. Grant, and by
Messrs. C. F. Adams, R, H. Melville,
H. Reynolds and Dr. W, w. Upton,
to which Mr, Ross very humorously
and feeling replied for his bride and
himself.
“There!” exclaimed wifey in di»*
“I knew that overnight
friend of yours wasn't to be trust
ed, I’ve just counted the towel®
and one. of them is missingF
" “Was is a gpod tone?" inquired,
pemi-interested hubby mildly..
“It was the best one we had. It
was the one with “Grand Palace
Hotel” on it.”—Exchange.
GOAL
INDUSTRY
Boss: What are you two boys do
ing walking so slowly up • those
stairs?
Jackson: We is wo’kin, boss, We
carryin’ dis heah desk up de stairs
Boss: I don’t see any dask.
Jackson: For de Lawd’s sake,
Thompson, we done forget de desk.
BUY GOAL NOW
Prices away down for Month of May
No. 1 B. C, 5x Shingles $1.16 bunch,
7 wire woven fence per rod 38c.
8 wire woven fence pep rod 42 c.
FERTILIZER ON HAND
is
x TRY THIS ONE
“Now children, call out some long
words to me.”
“Pecularities.”
“Good—another.”
“Iriosyncarcies.”
“Yes—another,”
“Rubber.”
“That is not Jong.”
“No, ibut you can stretch it.”
WHAT’S THAT!
Englishman was visiting in.
E
An _ . „
the United States and his host took
him to a dance hall, where they do
the latest dances. The Englishman
was much impressed and after a
lengthy pause he inquired of his
friend: “I .say, old chap, they get
married afterward, don’t, they?”
“Where did the train hit your
car?”
“Right between the first and se
cond payment.”,.
A. J. CLATWORTHY
* Phone 12
GRANTON, ONTARIO
5*
Gas on Stomach
* After Her Meals
DREADED TO EAT*
Mrs. Oscar Ruttan, McArthur’s MiRfc
Ont., writes;—“I was badly botherea
with gas on my stomach tight.after
my meals and I dreaded to. eat at ML
A friend advised me to take
RURDOCK,
A. good citizen is one who breaks
no laws .except those .that you have
a contempt for also..
I
Bitters*’j
80 I got a bottle. I can highly recom
mend it to every one, as in a short timo
•my sour stomach disappeared. BJ3JEL'
is a wonderful medicine.”
Manufactured only by The T. Milburat
Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont.
age lie
deprived
times of
he wasn’t the only man
do a good day’s work as
many of them who were
he. One case he cited
Indian Day Celebrations at Banff
Rev. and Mrs. G. F. Brown, of
Mildmay, renewed Zurich friends
the past week.
Mr. Emanuel Reichert, who was
injured in an accident last week and
was removed to the London Hospit
al is progressing favorably. He
was struck while riding in a buggy
by Mr. Ervin Schilbie.
Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Klopp, Miss
Ethel I-Iess, Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Hess,
Mr. and Mrs.\kndrew F. He.ss and
family and Mr. Ivan Yungbflt, at-
ended the funeral the latci A. J.
Raabe, who passed away at liis home
South Bend, Ind., -from which place
the funeral was held. The late Mr.
Raabe is survived by his wife
whose maiden name was Angeline
I-Iess; also one child. Mrs. Raabe
is a daughter of the late Fred Hess
Sr., and a sister of Andrew and Geo.
Hess.
Miss Euoline Geiger was success
ful in receiving her first-class cer
tificate at London Normal.
Mr. and.Mrs. J. J. Schwartz and
daughter Eunice, of Detroit,, are
spending their vacation with Mrs.
Schwartz’s parents Mr. and Mrs. J.
Fuss
Messrs, Gordon and Grant Wal-
per, or Detroit, spent the week-end
under the parental roof.
Mr. and Mrs. Elmer WHlert
the 14th con., and Mr. and Mrs.
Eisenbach, of Brewster motored
Detroit alid attended the wedding of
Miss Mauch,
of
P.
to
Victor Eisenbach to
both of that city.
Mr. James Scott,
Blyth, has opened up
shop in the Dominion Hotel.
Mr. Jacob Brown has returned af
ter visiting in Michigan.
formerly of
a new barber
•.w'-A
Upper_The «5ay of the parade when Indiana of all tribes
for the inspection. Lower left—igqunws receiving their L
food ration?!. Lowtr right—An Indian of today depicting one
•f a ho nd red years ago. f
No section of Canada can claim a monopoly of In
dian Summer, but, to Banff, Alta., belongs Indian
Days. Indian Summer occurs in the fall and may last
two or three weeks; Indian Day® occur in July and
are only three in number; but, for those for whom
they are- named, there is more real pleasure crowded
into that short time than they experience during the
other three hundred and sixty-two days of the year.
For three days the Indian is “King of Banff”.
He pitches his tepees under the steep cliffs of Cas
cade Mountain, known to the Indians from ancestral
Jays as “Stoney Chief”. Close to “Stoney Chief” and
'■till known by its original name stands “Stoney
Squaw”. The latter is a pretty mountain, much
smaller than its neighbour, but with an appealing
feminine dignity all its own. The reason, then, for
the Indians’ original choice of names is obvious to'
all.For these three festival days the Indian ie lord of
all he surveys, and all through the village of Banff
and in and around the famous Banff Springs Hotel
the scene resembles a veritable monster Indian .camp.
The event that probably led up to the adoption of
Indian Days occurred in July 1889 when rail traffic,
both east and west of Banff was tied Up for a period
ef ten days, as heavy rains had washed out the tracks
in both directions, The Banff Springs Hofol, then
but a small structure, was crowded with tourists who
found time hung heavily bn their hands.
The hotel manager at thatvtime and Tom Wilson* t
the famous Reeky Mountain guide, then put their f
heads together and decided to invite up the whole!
Stoney Indian Tribe from the Morley Reserve to-x
make friends with the visitors. ■
What is today the .main road to the ‘hotel was ortJ
that occasion staked off as a race track, the winning t
post being placed at the hotel entrance. Every form^
of race and sport known to the Indians was held, h*|
addition to many suggested by the white spectators. |
Altogether the visit of the Indians was a marvellous;
success, and it ultimately led to the establishment inti
1907 of an annual Indian Day, which in tine grew;
into the continent-wide advertised Indian Days. Tha»
Indians look forward to.these days with the greatest(
■enthusiasm and early on in the year start counting!
“only so many days now till we go to Banff”. The*'
Indian village of a hundred tepees is, as said before*;
located at the foot of Cascade Mountain for th:*;
festival, and is semi-circular in form, each band oi thc^
tribe 'having a section to themselves. Ration?’ ara’
served directly the Indian village is in shape. Tha.J
Government donates three Buffalo annually tu then:
Indians, and the first one of these is then shot by al
game guardian and quickly cut up by tho refskiri{.
butchers. So skilled and apeedy are the few Indiana
butchers employed, that within thirty minutes afteifi
the shot is fired, there is not a vestige left of whati
was once a lordly animal weighing approximately
one ton.
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