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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1942-10-01, Page 7tricked him into doing this She why, what does that $3,500 Claimer that it! Rusty,your must be a z on. How Else? CROMARTYreal- stunt I’m on my “I We DeliverOf CHAPTER XI now. discus might morning over to list tof shrewd Annie a crip- are very a horse entry ac- can’t, be was fifth Jade min- face aged Negro Anne is in* at to A was even like don’t hap- go over to worry about faithfully to him. that you would have worried the old and since things had turned satisfactorily, there was no to bother him with such de- to shoot it. He then as trainer foi* the Van and moves away from ’ where he was Anne’s DICK COUNT, a friend her BARNES, reporter, RUSTY,. WALTON, be interested in abundance -of everything. .. _ .. ■ “are good raving for a me?" Anne’s Rusty subsided. up- all raving flourishing From Mount Carmel came most of these girls to witness the opening of this huge unit in the Commonwealth -air training scheme. know. It 'It’s Doc’s signature, all right,” ’’A little wobbly, writ- shall paper might it was After several minutes, £ Our Classifieds Get Results but don’t me, ever.” Rusty, -It’s so far, Rusty counseled, those horses going? “What do Rook at this!” indignant forefinger him up for chicken feed,” protested, Verified Signature _ wondered about that when found the entry in the box, but A Pimple Covered Face Kills Many a Romance The lives of. many* young people ate made miser* able by the breaking out of pimples, and you probably know of oases where a .promising romance has been spoiled by those red, white, festering and pus filled ®oreS oft the face. , s .... The trouble is hot so much physical pain, but the mental suffering caused by the embarrassing disfigurement which very often makes the sufferer ashamed io go out in company. t The quickest way to get rid of pimples is to improve the general health by a thorough cleansing Of the blood. > Burdock Blood Bittern helps, to cleanse the blood and with the blood cleansed the complexion should clear up. ( Th® T. MUbutn Co., Limited, Toronto, Onfc. t ............ \s... • Serial Story The Story Bo Ear ANNE LAURIE is operating a tour-horse stable ’for her ailing fa ther^ TIM LAURIE. After dismiss ing her’ trainer, she is unablb to find one. OLD DOO BURGESS, veter inarian who likes his bottle, and CEPHUS LINCOLN, stable boy, help terested in PAT and also likes who seems to wealthy BRENDA VAN EVERS. Rusty’s best horse breaks its leg and he is forced accepts a job Evers stables “poverty row” neighbor of some crooks, moves in with four Horses, and Anne Tim had she calls that her 1 no wire 1 “As a matter of fact, I haven’t, , None of my horses is going, so I’m not particularly interested.” “None of your horses Rusty shouted, mean? An pointing at the entries for the race, The name of Moon seemed to fairly leap out from the mimeographed sheet at her gasped. “Why mean?” iDoc Burgie^s disappear i receives a wire telilng her a relapse. On a hunch the sanatarium and finds father is all right and that has been sent from there. Now Read On • CHAPTER XX was no need foi* Anne to “It means you must have blown your top! Entering one of the lead ing Stake candidates in a $3,500 claimer!" “But I didn’t, Rusty—I tell you I didn’t know anything about it!” “Why, Brenda and her father offered you more than four times that much for* him!’’ Walton rush ed on. “You oughta have head examined!” “Will you stop- ute and listen to flushed angrily. “I’m telling you I don’t know any thing about this. I never entered Moon Jade for tomorrow. I may be a greenhorn and not know much about racing, but I’ve got more sense than that.” “Then how in the devil did he get into the race?” “I don’t mistake.!’ “Mistakes pen. Come like that We’ll _ the office, and see what’s going on.” “Nobody,else could enter my horse inza race, could they?” she asked as she trotted beside him, trying to keep pace as he strode angrily toward • the racing secretary’s of fice. “Of course not. What made you think they could?” “Well, «I thought maybe Ricco Or Shore or somebody like that might 1 have done it, trying to get even with me.” “It’s impossible. If people could do that, someone would have slip ped Seabiscuit’s name into a $1,000 claimer and put in a bid for I thought everybody knew much.” There exaggerate too much when she wrote a long letter1 to Tim, for she could truthfully say things were looking up a hit. _ Moon Jade and Kokoa were re sponding perfectly to her training methods, and she had a surplus of cash with all bills paid in advance for a while. Countess Q. Wins Countess Q. had won her race- honestly this time—and the $800 which had been her share of the purse was sufficient to renew her courage. > Her only real immediate worry now, was about Doc Burgess, al though she didn't mention him to her father. In fact, she hadn’t even told him about Sid Shore and the crooked deal in which he had involved her. It man, out need tails. Rusty dropped around and report ed that he had spent the night look ing for Burgess, but hadn’t been able to find a trace of him. Nary a Trace “I’ll bet I visited more joints than you ever knew existed, but nary a trace of the old rascal could I find,” he said. “I’m worried,” Anne confessed. “I’m afraid lie may be sick, or something may have happened to him—some accident.” “I checked all the hospitals, too, and there no one faintly resemb ling him in any of them. I wouldn’t worry too .much about him, Anne. He's gone Off on bats before and when he gets that way there’s no telling where he’ll wake up.” “I remember’ once back in Ohio, he disappeared for three weeks. He came to way' down in Mexico and hadn’t the slightest idea how he got there. He'll .show right.” “He’s certainly put me spot, though.” “You’re doing all right, so why worry?” “Doc couldn’t handle any better,” “I can’t help but him. He promised so behave himself, and then to throw me down like this. I have a feeling that something’s wrong.” “Forget it, He’ll come back in a day or two, swearing he’ll never touch another drop.” Rusty dismiss ed her fears With a laugh. “One thing about Doc you don’t have- to worry about, he’ll never do anything underhanded. He’ll come back and confess his sins and beg absolution.” Entry List But Anne wondered about JJoc’s honesty the • following ■ when Rusty came storming her stables With the entry the next day’s races. “Have you gone stark nuts?” he demanded, the sheet in front of her “What are you talking about? What’s that you’re waving around?” “The entries for tomorrow. Don’t tell me you haven’t see ’em!” B. C and re- Page? Air Vice Marshall G. O. Johnston takes the salute as the airmen march past on the ’"Taxi-strip” in front of the hangars, THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE. THURSDAY MORNING.-OCTOBER 1st, 1942 ROB EDEN “But isn’t it ' sufficiex/t cause when we tell you that It’s a deliber ate piece of thievery?” Rusty de manded. “It’s obvious, on the face of it^ that someone has paid Dqc q'r......................... stunt.” “The only thing I can suggest is that you -bring Burgess in here be fore the race," the secretary said, "If he tells us that there's some thing irregular about the entry, I’ll put the case before the stewards and I’m quite sure they’ll agree to let you scratch out of the race. Other wise I’m afraid Moon Jade will have to run and Miss Laurie will have to take her chances of losing him/’ Almost in tears, but still angry ^enough to fight, Anne walked back to# the stables with Rusty, sing various methods they use to save her horse. X “You don’t have to be so smart about it. Of course I know it, but how else could it have happened?” Bickering and quarreling they stormed into the office of Philo Webb, racing secretary. The1 offi cial produced the entry blanks and found the one bearing Moon Jade’s name. “Here it is, Miss Laurie,” he said, and handed it over. “Why, it’s signed by Doc Bur gess!” Anne protested. “What right has he to do that? There's something funny here. He wouldn’t pull a trick like that on me.” “He's listed as your trainer, Miss Laurie,’’, Webb said. “If there’s been any change, you’ve neglected to notify us, so I must assume that the entry is regular.” “I wouldn't be so stupid as to enter Moon Jade in a claiming race where anyone who wants to can pick Anne would- be entered in the claiming race, it would scare a lot of pros- pective claimants away.” “It probably will, but I'm afraid it won’t scare the birds who framed this stunt. We'll just have to wait and see, unless Doc appears from I nowhere before time for the race I this afternoon.” ; charter XXII | Until the last minute, Anne hoped < that Doc would reappear, that Moon Jade would suddenly get sick or some miracle would save the day for her, but it was a futile hope. Bets Purse Only Answer “The only answer,” said last, “is to f-ind Doc. We’ve got forget everything else add search the town for him. His name on the entry blank shows that he’s not left, "but is hiding out somewhere." “I’ll comb every joint in town, and when I do find him—” “That’s the thing that hurts al most as much as losing Moon Jade,” Anne said. “I would have staked .my life on Doc’s honesty. Why, I’ve known him evei’ since I was a kid and I’ve never known him to do a crooked thing, drunk or sober, I wonder,—” “Wonder what?” “It's a peculiar thing, Rusty. I didn’t tell you, but I got a tele gram a day oi’ so ago, supposedly from the superintendent of the san itarium where Old Tim is staying. It said he was in bad shape, and advised me to . come immediately. I packed a bag and was about to rush off- to Arizona, when I had wit enough to telephone and learn ed that it was a fake. Dr. Lee hadn’t sent the wire, and Dad is getting along fine. Funny, isn't it?” “Somebody wanted to get you out-of town for some reason, that’s certain.” “I thought at first it might have been you, playing one of your prac tical jokes.” ./‘For the love of Pete, you don’t think I’m so low doWii I’d do a thing like that to a friend, do you?” . “When I stopped to think,. I ized I’d gone off half-cocked. Per haps I owe you an apology for thinking you’d pull a that,” “Apology accepted, think such .things about “I think I see it now, all a ’part of the same piece. Who ever sent that telegram knew about this trick to get Moon Jade away from me and didn’t want me around to spoil the set-up. Don’t you see? Maybe Doc isn’L to blame after all. Maybe he was forced to sign that entry, or his signature was forged. Forgers are pretty clever at that sort of thing, I’ve heard.” “Looks, like you’ve got some thing jthere, but it still doesn’t help unless we can prove that Doc’s Hold on to wgrs IMill SshSSbMMoI She decided to salvage as much as she could from the misfortune, and bet the $§'00 purse she had,won on Countess Q. on her horse, count ing herself lucky to get a little bet ter than even money. A lot of people had seen Pat Barnes’ hint in the paper that there must be something wrong with the horse or it never would be dropped down from stake races to a claimer and had decided it just a trick on the part of the 'Laurie stables to get rid of pled horse for $3,500. Moon Jade won so easily was laughable but there was no thrill in it for Anne, even though she cleared nearly a thousand dol lars on her' wager, Even with the $3,50’0 claiming price,'she was still out nearly $10- 000 from what Van Evers had of fered f oi’„ the horse. All her ef forts to keep the stable going and take a shot at the $50,000 purse had been in vain. Owners, too, had been scared off by Pat’s story and only three bids besides Rusty’s were put in for Moon Jade so it became necessary to draw. Anne’s bad luck held, though, and she wept as a stranger led her horse away when the drawing was settled. “What happened,” Rusty told her, latei’ on, “■__ / 1 . engineered this deal put in three. a bids under different names. Cl... ~ had three chances to my one to win . out in the draw. “So they got away with it.” Anne thanked Rusty for trying, | and walked slowly back to con-1 template the empty stall that the hope of the Annie Laurie colors had so recently occupied. “This will kill Old Tim if he finds out about it,” she moaned. “I certainly have been a fine mud dler at this racing game,” (To be Continued) Presbytery Meeting is Held at Grediton I I decided you must know what you were doing. I even took the pre caution of verifying Doc’s signa ture from another entry blank he,’d put in previously, and was quite certain it was his signature, course, if it isn’t, Why—” Anne scanned the entry carefully, hoping that she find some flaw in the way made out, she handed it back. she admitted, but anyone who ever saw his ing would identify it. What I do?” “There’s nothing you can do “unless Moon Jade should develop a fever or go lame or something be fore the race. Our rules strict, you know. Once has been entered and the cep ted and published, he scratched except for cause.’1 signature is phoney, that telegram, though, we may need it latei’ for evidence. way now, to round up Doc if he’s to be found in this town.” Search Rusty spent the reSt of the day and all that night going through dives and smalL. hotels where he thought Burgess . might be hiding out. None of his Cronies had seen him since he disappeared, and hav ing nothing to go on, the trainer’s job was almost an impossible one. He visited every hospital in town, going through the emergency wards and finally wound up his search by checking the morgue. It was all wasted effort so far as uncovering the slightest trace 6f the old man was Concerned. Eyes 'bloodshot from, lack of sleep and face haggard, Rusty reported to Anne the following morning—'the day of the race. v “Wherever he is, he's so well hid den it would take a house-to-house canvass to find him and that would take months,” he said. “The only thing I can do now, is to put in a claim for Moon Jade myself, and hope that we’ll be lucky. Of course, if I should get him, I’ll turn him back to you for the same price, so there’ll just be an ex change of checks,” “(Thanks, Rusty, 'f Anne said, sincerely, I appreciate what you’ve done more than I can ever tell you, I guess I’m an awful amateur to get myself into a mess like this. You’re right, I'm afraid women haven’t any business around a race track. It’s strictly u man’s game.” “Cheer up,” Rusty said, as bright ly as he could. “Mayhe we’ll be lucky and get the horse back again. I see Pat Barnes did Ms felt for the cause in the paper this morning.” “Yes, X told him all about it last night and he thought that if he suggested in his column that Moon Jade must fee crippled or he hover GIBSON-FLETCHER A pretty autumn wedding took place at the home of the bride’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Flet cher, Woodham, on Thursday, Sep tember 24, at high noon, when their elder daughter, Greta Eloise, 'be came the bride of Mr. Murray El liott Gibson, elder son of Mr. and Mrs. Louis Gibson, of Denfield. The occasion was also the 29th wedding anniversary of, the bride’s parents. Rev. A. Laing, of Woodham, offici ated and Mrs. Elliott Parkinson, of Mitchell, played the wedding march. The bride, given in marriage by her father, was lovely in a two-piece street-length dress of romance blue ‘was that the crooks who. crepe with a lace jacket.... She wore MMBi l three-quarter’ length white net They | veil held by a coronet of orange blossoms. Her corsage was gladioli, I roses and maidenhair fern. She wore a gold locket, the gift of the groom.I Miss Audrey Fletcher was her I sister’s bridesmaid, wearing a street length dress of steel blue crepe with gold, mounts ahd wore a corsage of gladioli, roses and maidenhair fern. The groom was supported by. his brother, Mr. Roy Gibson, Denfield. After the ceremony the bride led the way to the dining-room where dinner' was served to around twenty- five guests. Those serving, were the Misses Ruby Elliott, Ilderton; Doro thy Pring, of London; Norma Flet cher, of Woodham and Mrs. Clar- i ence Hawkins, Anderson.I The bride’s mother wore a navy Rev E Grigg occupied the pul- blue crepe frock with a corsage of pit here en Sunday last and preach- red roses, Jily-of-the-valley and ed a very fine sermon. [maidenhair fern. The groom’s mo- A light sprinkle of snow was seen ther was attired in a black crepe here -c_ ing us that winter is not far away, i Quite a number from this vicin-1 ity attended the official opening of 1 the airport at Centralia on Wed- i nesday of last week. . j Mrs. Pearce, of Brussels, spent a ! few days visiting her daughter, Mrs.! MacDonald, during the past week. Mrs. Taylor, of Chiselhurst, vis ited with her mother, Mrs. Quance,. on Friday last. z Mr. and Mrs. John Scott, of To ronto, are at present visiting with friends in and around Cromarty. on Saturday morning, remind- j frock with a corsage of yellow roses, « th Pt winter is not far away. I hly-of-the-valley and maidenhair fern. \ | The bridal couple left amid show ers of confetti on a motor trip to Fordwich and points north, The I bride travelled in a 'black crepe * dress, black coat and matching ac- Icessories. Guests were present from London, Bryanston, Denfield, Mitch ell, Exeter, Kirkton and Anderson. WINCHELSEA Quite a number, from this com munity attended the opening day on Wednesday last at -Centralia Air port. Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Miller, of Stratford and Mrs. S. Miller, of Cromarty, visited on Wednesday with Mr. and Mrs. W. F. Batten. Mr. and Mrs. Roy Brock and Shir ley, of Kirk ton, spent Sunday with Mr. -and. Mrs. Frank Brock, Mr. and Mrs. Warner McRoberts, of Lucan, visited on Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. George Davis. Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Cooper, of Elimville, visited on Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Horace Delbridge. High expectations were realized when approximately fifty clergy and laymen converged on Crediton Un ited Church last Friday morning in the name of Huron Presbytery of the London Conference of the Unit ed Church of Canada. The sessions of the day were ably presided over by the chairman, the Rev. Hugh Wilson, of Brussels, ably assisted by the secretary, the Rev. W. A. Bremner, of Seaforth. The Ladies’ Aid of the church, sponsored the noonday meal which was heartily partaken of by the ministers and laymen alike. The Rev.’s Walker and Forster tendered words of ap preciation to the ladies of the meal and .the promptness with which it was served. The president, Mrs; Wilfred Mack, very graciously re plied, expressing delight at the high privilege that was theirs and tendering the hope that they would I come again. The pulpit and com- j munion table Were beautifully de corated with flowers. The afternoon session was im measurably blessed by the presence of the president of the London -Con ference, the Rev. Murray Stuart, and Rev. Duncan McTavish, of Cal vary United Church, London. The former’s inspirational address was punctuated with an urgency that arrested its hearers. “This is not a time to retreat or entrench," said Mr. Stuart,- “but to advance, to go forward." He cited the history of the people of Israel, reminding the Presbytery that the great ages of that people were nqt those of ease, but of heroic and successful endea vour in times of distress and nation al peril. In figurative language Mr. Stuart urged that the mantle of ease be doffed and the sword of eager and holy endeavour be taken up. We shall all feel more heroic as a result of the president’s visit among us. The Rev. Duncan Mc Tavish was his usual forceful self, stressing the claims of Christian stewardship. Said the Conference Convener of the Missionary and! Maintenance Fund, “This is no time for apology in the realm of church finance, but the church must go after its people, confronting them seriously and forcefully with the claims of the church.” Rev. Bee croft, of Wingham, a relative new comer to Huron Presbytery from Northern Ontario, continued the theme of Mr. McTavish, reminding the people of Huron that they are a privileged people, being virtually in ’the Garden of Eden” where there ife an ________ “These people,” said he, people, awaiting only to be challeng ed and brought face to face With the claims of the Church’s Christ, pressed the were dene the not be found A vote of <Church and the Mr. Beecroft ex feeling that if tlii|B people of Huron would wanting. thafaks was tendered the minister and officials of the church for the hospitality rendered to which the Rev. Lawrence H. Tur ner replied. At the request of the chairman, the president of the Con ference, the Rev. Murray Stuart, pronounced the benediction termin ating the sessions of the day. . SHIPKA Next Sunday, October 4, Com munion service will he held at the United Church with Rev. Turner in charge. Quite a large number from here attended the Ratz-Isaac wedding on Saturday last. , Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Keyes and Miss Pearl Keyes attended the fun eral of the late Mr. Harry Talbot at Bayfield Tuesday last. i Mr. and Mrs. Ross ■ McKenzie and Mrs, Mary McKenzie, of Windsor, visited over the week-end at the home of Mr. and Mrs. A. Finkbeiner. Congratulations >to Mr, and Mrs. Irvin Ratz, who were married on. Saturday. Mr. family latives and Mrs. Ross Love and spent Sunday last with re* at Grand Bend. A Good‘Reason member of a Scots regiment being decorated for gallantry. “This soldier," said the officer presenting the medal, “stood his ■ ground in the face of overwhelming numbers. Armed with a tommy-gun, he .stood up to the enemy fused to retreat an inch." “Must have had his foot sixpence I lost,” muttered the hero’s pals. on that one of. es We have piles of them on hand They are No. 1-XXXXX Best Grade. x THE PRICE IS RIGHT. We expect a car load of High land CEDAR POSTS this week. A. J. 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