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The Clinton News Record, 1941-12-04, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THURS., DEC. 4, 1941 T'� ..462: 1M4. �1�AJA iV� i`,�C ♦ ♦♦"ICC FC CMPCOJJOP^C t.Y1 �i'11?f Ct y�C� .ot: d .d:Nd:9 A.o....�.o., e.J..;..e.••,..eo.o....J:..JB.d.O�+B:m*.io.�e.>dd..o�+;Si n.R;,•;.c.. qe�.a © STOKES AC' P Y. 9 Eller >e Queen; WN •U• RELEASK 'CHAPTER IV SYNOPSIS 'Harley Longstreet of Dewitt & }Longstreet; brokers, invites friends to .celebrate his engagement to Cherry 'The Clinton News=ltecord with which is' Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS OF SIUBSCRIPTION $81:50 per year in advance, to Can - Indian addroes; $2.00 to the U.S. or .other foreign countries. No paper •discontinued until all arrears are !paid unless at the option of the pub- lisher. The date to which every sub- scription is paid is denoted on the label.. ADVFIRiI$t Q 1 Tl, — Transient adverl~isine 12t pts ea mt )lits' fol !first insertion.lie for each subse . quent insert:kw. Eaaasding amine' '2 linos. Starts!! adverts"hements not to , exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," • "Lost". "Strayed", etc., 'inserted once 'far fi16q each eu tient insertion '155. Itates"'for ` svlay,advertising :made known on appiieatisa. Communisations intended for pub - Mention must, as a guarantee of good :faith, be accompanied by the name . of the -writer. !G. E. BALL - - Proprietor II. T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer i lrtmancial, Real Estate and Fire In- , minuses Agent. Representing 14 Fire Faauraace Companies Division Corot Office, Clinton Frank Fingland. B.A.. LL.B. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan BIock — Clinton, Ont. .., . DR. G. S. ELLIOTT "Veterinary Surgeon !Phone 203, Clinton IL C. MEIR Barrister -at -Law :'Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Ontario Proctor in Admiralty. Notary Public and Commissioner. !Offices to Bank of Montreal Building Hours: 2.00 to 5.00 Tuesdays and Fridays. D. 11 McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage c.Offioe: Huron Street, (Few Doors west of .Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and br appointment. 'FOOT CORRECTION rby •n:anipalatlon San -Ray Treatment Phone 207 EDWARD W. ELLIOTT Licensed Auctioneer For Huron =Correspondence promptly answered, Immediate arrangements can be made for Sales Date at The News -Record, Clinton, or by calling Phone 203. =Charges Moderate and Satisfaction Graranteed. HAROLD JACKSON Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in Farm and Household 'Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Counties. Prices reasonable; satis- faction guaranteed. For information etc. write or phone TIarold Jackson, .P.R.. No. 4 Seaforth, !phone 14 -661. 06-012 GORDON M. GRANT Licensed Auctioneer for Huron 'Correspondence promptly answered. Every effort made to give satisfac- tion. Immediate arrangements can be made for sale dates at News -Record Office or writing Gordon M, Grant, Goderich, Ont. THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President. Wm. Knox 'Londesboro; Vice -President, W. IL Archibald, Seaforth; Manager and Sec, Treas., M. A. Reidy Seaforth. Directors: Wan. Knox, Londesbcro; Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; Chris. Leonhardt, Dublin; E. J. Trewartha, Clinton; Thos. Moylan, Seaforth; W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Alex McEvr- ing. Blyth; Frank McGregor, Clinton; Hugh Alexander, Walton. List of Agents: E. A. Yeo, R.R. 1, Goderich, Phone 603r31. Clinton; Jas. Watt, Blyth; John E. Pepper, Bruce- Slield, R.R. No. 1; 11. b'. Mcliereher. Dublin, R.R. No. 1; J. F. Preuter, 'Brodhagen; A. G. Jarmuth, Bornholm, IR.R. No. 1. Any money to be paid may be paid •to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of '+Commence, Seaforth, or at Calvin 'Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. Parties deeiring to effect inses- -anee or transect other business aril) 'be promptly- attended, to on applies - ,tion to any of the above Wiens ads. dressed to their respective poet 'on, <eee. Losses inspected by the director CANADIAN NATION*. RAILWAYS TIME TABLE !'rupia will arrive at and deport from Clinton as Wham Baf8.l!e and roideillth :MTs Going limit, depart 6. a m. t Going Fast, depart' 3.00pin: Geiag Wert, depart 11.43 setae 'est, depart 9.50 limn. Laudon—(liaton ' *tette !mum '!oaar. 2.0,0; ls*Tc 5.08 p.m.• Browne, actress. On a C esstown trol- ley Longstreet dies suddenly by pois- on scratched into hist hand by a need- le -pierced cork. The party consists of Longstreet's partner DeWitt and his wife Fern and daughter. Jeanne, her fiance Christopher Lord, Cherry's vaudeville friend Minx, Ahearn, friend of DeWitt, Imperiale, middle- aged Latin, and Michael. Collins, brawny Irishman. At the carbarn Inspector Thumm examines them. He is convinced' the poisoned cork enter- ed Longstreet's pocket after the party had boarded the trolley. Longstreet always read the evening paper on the trolley, Cherry Browne says, for the stock market news, especially about International Metals. That's why he had reached for his glasses. Suddenly hysterical, Cherry rushes forward to DeWitt: "You did it," she shrieks. "You hated him!" Thumm examines the other passengers: The conduct- or, onduct or, Charles Wood No. 2101 says he often has seen Longstreet and De- Witt on his ear. The motorman Guin- ess No. 409, eorraborates him. Next morning Thummn learns that Long- street had had an affair with Mrs. DeWitt, a strangely supersititous woman; that he had a hold on DeWitt, frequently demanding large sums of money from him. Indeed', each mem- ber of the party seems to have some grievance against Longstreet. This is the story Inspector Thumm and! the D, A. tell Drury Lane, retired Shake- spearean actor. Drury Lane sprang to his feet. "Several questions, inspector. Has there• been a development of inter- est from Dr. Schilling's autosy?" "Nothing;r' said( Thumm. "We haven't made an inch of progress in tracing the poison or its source." "Inspector Thumm, you are en- tirely satisfied that the needled cork was slipped into Longstreet's pock- et in the car and not before?" That's one thing we're dead. cer- tain of." "Now tell me, inspector—nothing was found on the occupants of the car that would seem out of place, considering the weather and the type of persons invlolvled—•like topcoats, evening clothes, gloves—things like that?" "No, I can absolutely vouch for it." Dane stared thougihtfufy at his visitors. "If everything Inspector Thumm has told me is true, then I believe the guilt lies in one direction. But I prefer, for pressing reasons, not to commit myself further at this time on the possible indentity of your un- known quarry—shall we call him X 1 from now on?" "But Mr. Lane," began Bruno, ' "a delay—after all ..." Drury Lane r.teed motionless, , "Dangerous, of course. But not half so much, you will have to take my word for it, as a premature dis- closure." is- closure " Lane leaned! forward. On the fore- finger,'euctending from the first joint vertically, was a fresh scar. an inch and a half long. A thin scab had healed over the wound: "1 cut my finger this evening on eome appara- bus in the Exchange Club gymnasium before dinner. Dr. Morris there fixed! me up. Told me to be careful with it. It. pains a little." A yell reached them from below. "We've got him!" "Downstadrsl" cried Thumm. As one, the three men made for the door. As DeWitt grasped the handle of.the • - .1 ,.. gonad the bradte was A", .!'!`17 et a burly moa. wlth red h t. the ; r! it VII 1 A shrill quavering voice dnswere "This is Quacey, Mr. Bruno. Mr. La is right here by my side." 1 "Oh yes. I forget --he can't hear' Bruno explained the contents of th letter. Silence from the other end of the wire, then: "Mr - Lane asks if he may be present to night at this meeting." , "Oh, by all means." ' In the hornlike waiting -room be hind the Wee-hawken ferries, a dos en men were grouped, silent an watchful. District Attorney Bruno nervously consulting los watch at ten -second intervals, paced the flo like a maniac. Inspector Thumm prowled: about, looking sharply at infrequent newcomers. Quite alone sat Mr. Drury Lane. ' Br,uno came over and' sat down "Forty-five minutes late already," he complained. "To tell the truth, I' beginning to feel a wee bit foolish.' 1 "You would have more cause to feel a wee bit worried, Mr. Bruno,' replied Lane. "You think—" began Bruno, and stopped, stiffening—as did Inspector Thumm across the room—at the raucous commotion emanating from the ferries outside. "What is the trouble, Mr. Tira- ne?" asked Lane. Bruno's head strained forward "There was a cry of 'Man over board!' " Drury Lane was an his feet in one feline movement. Inspector Thumm thundered: Trouble on the door he exclaimed in annoyance and $:: frowned aver his right hand. Thumm Lan and Lane saw that the wound was bleeding. The scar hung loose, torn ' in several places.' he I "Shouldn't have used my right hand on the door," groaned the little . man. . They found the bundle was the body of a burly man, with red hair. Beside they body, mangled beyond recognition, - lay a visored black cap, soaked. - Thumm snatched it up. A shield d above the visor bore the metal num- , ber 2101. and the in inscription: Third Avenue Railways. °r' The inspector glanced sharply at Drury Lane, then thrust his hand in- to the inner breast pocket of the dead man's coat. His hand reappeared with a soaked wallet. He rummaged . through it, and leaped to his feet. m Districjt Attorney Brune, topcoat ' tails flying Was hurrying from the terminal to the ferry. Thumm waved ' ,the limp wallet. "Bruno! Hurry up! 'We've got out man!" The District Attorney sprang to the boat. "Who do you mean—the writer of the letter?" 1 • "In person, only somebody else got to him first." Thumm eased a water -softened card out of the wale 1let. Drury Lane examined it over Bruno' shoulder. It was the trolley company's indentification card and bore the signature: Charles Wood. 1 "It's the same writing," agreed Bruno. Bruno and Thumm faced each other across Bruno's desk the next morning. The District Attorney's hand played with a neat pile of let- ters as he asked: "Anything new?" Thumm bit a cigarette in hall. "Collins. Making trouble again. One of my men just found out that he visited DeWitt three times since Sat- urday. Of course, he's trying to col- lect from DeWitt." Bruno began idly to open the let- ters. Two he tossed into a desk - basket for filing; the third, a letter in a cheap plain envelope, brought him to his feet with an exclamation,: "Good God, Thumm: If this isn't the sweetest break—!" He spread the! totter before the inspeetor. It .was written in rusty black ink on cheap ruled stationery, in a plain undis- guised hand. Addressed to the Dis- trict Attorney, it had no signature: I am one of the people on the street -ear when Harley Longstreet was murdered. I have found out something about who killed him. I am willing to give this information to you, but I am afraid the murderer knows I know, and I think I am being watched. But if you will meet me, or. send somebody to meet me Wednesday night at eleven o'clock, in the Wee- '�:lwlcen ferry waiting -room, I will dis- close myself and tell what I know. Please for my sake.don't tell any out- siders about this letter. I am going to watch myself until that time. Thumm handled the letter gingerly; he placed it on the desk andl scan- ned the envelope. `.`Postmarked Wee- hawken, N.J., last night," he mutter- ed. "Full of fingerprints from dirty fingers. One of those Jerseyites on the car." 1 `.1 "We can stand a quick prosecu- tion." Bruno rubbed his hands con- tentedly. "Get in `touch with District i Attorney Bennella 'o# udson county and make the necessary arrangements o have Jersey police watch the Wee- hawken terminal. All plainclothes." ! As Thumm went out Bruno called the Hamlet. "Hello! I r. Drury Lane i . District Attorney Bruno call- : pier; I'm going out!" Bruno also had risen. "1'11 stay here with some of the boys. Might be a decoy. Our man may come yet." aia.1 The marcerated corpse of Conduc- tor Charles Wood had been borne to the stationmaster's office. • 1 Bruno turned' to Lane. 'While In- spetcor Thumm is examining the body, would you care to go downstairs with me? There's a raft of work to be done," At Lane's suggestion De- Witt went with them. 1 The District Attorney called for the pilot of the Mohawk. "We're trying to get conmfllrnt- tory indentifications of the dead man, Did you see the man whose body we had on the ferry -deck before?" 1 "Hundreds of tines. Sort of friend of mine, he was. Course, his head was he's Charley Wood, conductor on the bashed in and al that, but I'd swear Crosstown." At the farthest end of the 'roofed pier a ferry boat had come in and was grinding against the side pil- ings. As Thumm, Lane and a half- dozen detectives reached the lands ing, some scattered figures were hur- rying out of the terminal. The gold- leaf on the boat's pilot -house above the upper deck read: Mohawk. On the north side of the lower deck pas- sengers milled wildly about, leaning over the rail, peering out of windows of the starboard cabin -wall. Drury Lane looked, at his watch. The time was 11.40. Inspector Thumm sprang to the boat -deck, "What's happened?" he roared to a gnarled' ferryman. "They say he fell from the top deck as the Mohawk was eliding into the pier," Thumm and Lane began to push toward the door of the cabin, when Thumm stopped short, extending his arm. A slight frail figure was step- ping off to the dock. "Hey thee, DeWitt! Just a min- ute!" • The frail figure, bundled, in a top- coat, looked up, hesitated, then re- traced his steps. His face was white; he was panting a little. "Inspector Thumm!" he said slowly. "What are you doing here?" "Little aesignment. And you?" "I'm on my way home. What's going on here?" "Might have stayed to find out," said Thumm amiably. "Come along with us. By the way, meet Mr. Drury Lane, the famous actor. Helping out. Mx. Lane, this is' Mr. DeWitt, Long - street's partner." Drury Lane nodded pleasanty; DeWitt',s eyes wandering before, suddenly assumed something of deference. "This: is an honor, sir." Thumm. lunged up the brasstipped stairs amidships, the others following to the dark upper deck. !toughly be- tween the centre of the, boat and the bow, a few feet behind the cleared space at the tip of the boat, and wall to the rear of the pilot -house above, Thumm's flashlight showed long, un- even marks that ran from the railing to an alcove at the northwest outer corner of the cabin. "Jim, go downstairs and hold ev- rybody on the boat." Thumm and Lane, with DeWitt trailing, walked' to the rail. "A heavy object was dragged across here," said Thumm. "Might be ,murder." "What's the matter, DeWitt? Hurt your hand?" ' The little broker turned and offered the hand for Thumm':s inspection "What makes you think so?" "I just know. Same 'build same red hair, same clothes. Charley lives over' in W,eehawkirr here; I guess. 'cause he always took the ferry across at 10.45 when he was, through with his shift on the ear and. for years back he got into the habit of cumin' up on the top passenger deck and yelling hello at me. Sometimes he'd stay ton and gab for a. couple of trips. But he said he wasn't gain' to stay on for any extra trips tonight because he had. an appointment over in Jer- sey." Bruno dismissed the river -man and climbed on one of the waiting room benches, shouting: "Now I want ali those who saw the body fall from the upper deck to step up here!" Six people wavered, looked at each other, then with: hesitant steps cross- ed the room. Bruno, jumping off the bench, eyed a rotund man. "You— what's your name?" "August Havemeyer. I'm a print- er—goin' home from work. I was, sittin' on the bench across from the window. Just as the boat began to get into the pier I saw something big and back fall outside the win- dows." (TO BBB CONTINUED) Y WAR VESSELS IN HARBOR Four submarine -chasers arrived in Harbor here this afternoon en route from the Georgian Bay, where they were built, to the Atlantic coast. They are about 116 feet long, painted in battle grey, with fore and -aft guns, and equipped with depth charges. EYich has a crew of sixteen men. Within a short time of their arrival a large number of townspeople were down at the harbor to look them over. They are expecting to leave duringthe night to continue their voyage towards the ocean.—Godes'i2h Sig iai.Slaty: Canada's strength is your strength, yours and your fellow citizens. By saving you can turn your strength into effective power for war or peace. Saving is more vital now than ever before. It's wise to anticipate the needs of tomorrow, rather than satisfy the impulses of today. You acquire a thrift habit, bringing a constructive force into your life and in a broader sense — into'rCanada as a whole. Save all you can—it's the urgent thing to do f 79-Sa,ev 7?u7,,,amed,73-rao-milet, Flying Over The Atlantic On A Magic Carpet This is the second of a series of articles about conditions in Great Britain and other countries .visited during six weeks spent in Europe. It ie written specially for the Canadian Weekly Newspapers by the editor of the 1"ergus News-Itecord. Flying across the Atlantic is pure magic. There is no other way to describe it. No modern novelist has ever told the story. It is necessary to go away back to the Arabian Nights with its magic carpets, to Icarus with his wax wings and his unsuccessful attempt to fiy over a much narrower body of water, or to Pegasus with his broad pinions. Clipper trips are more mod- ern than our literature. • A writer in one popular American magazine recently tried to tell about the flight from New York to Lisbon, but he depended heavily on photo- graphs. He did- say, though, that those who had crossed the Atlantic by Clipper belonged to the most exclusive club in the world. The membership fee was X1,000 for less than a. week land one requires "pull" besides to '-become initiated into this society:: (Officially, the term is, not "pull" but "priorties.") • 1 Perhaps there is some truth to that, but it does seem a prosaic way to speak of magic. In many ways, modern science im- proves an ancient fairy stories. I aI. ways had some doubts about the de- sirability of travelling by carpet high above the earth. The carpet was sure to be draughty. If one moved too near Ithe edge, there was always a danger ! of falling off. And after all, the lady of the Arabian Nights and the other ancient story tellers knew nothing of the tactual liveliness of the world far above the clouds and particularly at sunset, or the approach of a thunder storm, or when a rainbow spread it- self into a full circle in front of the plane. Nothing they ever imagined could equal the beauty of that world and it is almost impossible to describe it to earthbound readers. Meeting the Other Editors At New York, I met five of the other editors who were to make the trip to England. Three were from Ontario and two from Montreal: B. K. Sandwell and Bishop. R. 3. Renison of Toronto; Grattan Mealy of Ot- tawa; Oswald Mayrand and Lionel Shapiro of Montreal. The last named lives much of the time in Washing- ton and knows New York, which was fortunate, for we learned that a Por- tugese visa was necessary before we boarded the Clipper and this required much running around and the pay- ment of eight precious American dollars each to the Portugese Em- bassy before we embarked. (Later we learned just how much travellers through Portugal have to pay toward the upkeep of Dictator Salazar's gov- ernment.) The new Airways Terminal, op- posite the Grand Central Station in New York, is surely one of the most beautiful and appropriate buildings in the world, The entrance is a semi- circle of inch -thick doors of plate glass or one of the new plastics. Inside the doors, the passenger ascends by a moving stairway into a great blue dome studded with stars. Circling across the dome are the signs of the zodiac and a bronze man with wings on his back. Not until the traveller reaches the top of the stairs does• he see the offices of the various airways companies almost hidden around the horizon. When the time comes to go, large motor buses rise through the floor at the rear of the building, coming up from deep cellars, and the trans- Atlantic passengers are hurried away ,by tunnels and roads to the airport. The Dixie Clipper rides at anchor. in the bay. It looks exactly like a whale with wings. The wings :seem inadequate -not at all the kind or size of wings that one would expect a whale to grow if it had to fly 4,000 miles or more in the next two days. But the four big Wright motors look 1 (Continued on page 3) BRITAIN'S RO YAL NAVY HAS A BELGIAN SECTION A special section of the British Royal Navy for the entry, training and employment of Belgian personnel, has been formed and is known as the Section Beige. Many of the men are former Belgian netting boat skippers and they are being trained at a British Navy shore establishment. This picture shows some of the men of the Section Beige ora parade. •