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The Clinton News Record, 1937-04-08, Page 2?AGE 2 THE ' CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THURS., APRIL 8, 1937 The Clinton News -Record With 'which,is Incorporated THE NEW ERA • TERMS 00 SUBSCRIPTION ij1.50 per vear in advance, to Cana- dian addresses, $2.00 to the U,S. or ether forerun countries. No •paper discontinueduntil all arrears are paid unles's a* the option :of the publish- er. The data to which every sub- •oerition is paid is denoted on the label. , ADVERTISING RATES Tran- sient advertising 12c per count line for first insertion, 8c for cash sub -seqquent insertion. Heading counts 2 -lines, Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," "Lost," "Strayed," etc., inserted once .tier, 35c, each subsequent insertion 15e. Rates for .8isplay advertising •made known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good 'faith, be accompanied • by the name of the writer. eG E. HALL. Proprietor. II. T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer ginancial Real Estate •and Fire In auranee Agent. Representing. 14 Fire ,Insurance Companies. • Division Court Office. 'Clinton Frank Fingland, B.A., LLB. !Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan :Block' — Clinton, Ont. D. H. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage :Office: Huron Street. (Pew Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours -Wed. and Sat. and by appointment. FOOT CORRECTION 'by manipulation Sun -Ray Treatmen Phone 207 GEORGE ELLIOTT aicensed Auctioneer for the County of 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 Guaranteed. THE McIILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance. Company Head Office. Seaforth, Ont. Officers: 'President, .Alex. Broadfoot, Sea - 'forth; Vice -President, Thomas Moy- lan, Seaforth; Secretary -Treasurer, V. A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors—Alex. Broadfoot, Sea - forth; James Sholdice, Walton; Wil- liam Knox, Londesboro; Chris. Leon - larch, Dublin; James Connolly, God- erich; Thomas Moylan, Seaforth; W R. Archibald, Seaforth; Alex. McEw- lug, Blyth; Frank McGregor, Clinton List of Agents: W. J. Yeo, Clin- ton, R. R. No. 3; James Watt, Blyth John E. Pepper, Brucefield, R. R No. 1; R. F. McKercher, Dublin, R. R. No. 1; Chas. F. Hewitt, Kincardine; R. G. Jarmuth, Bornholm, R. Rj No.1 Any money to be paid niay be »aid 'to 'the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of 'Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- elide or transact other business will be promptly attended to on applica.- ion to any of the above officers ad- dressed to their respective post offi- ces. Leases inspected by the director Alto lives nearest the scene. • ANAUTAN. ATIONA '.' AILWAYS. TISIE TABLE rTrains twill •arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows; Buffalo and 'Goderich Div. ;Going East, depart 7.03 a.m. Going 'East, depart 8.00 p.m. ' ,GoingWest, depart 12.02 p.m. Going' West, depart 10.08 p.m. London, Huron & Bruce aGoiug'North, ar. 11.34, lee 12,02 p.m. Going South 3.08 p.m. WHAT THIS COUNTRY NEEDS What this country needs just now: "What.this country needs isn't any more liberty but less people who take liberties with our liberty. What this country needs isn't a job for every man but a real man for every job. "What this country needs isn't to ',get more taxes from the people but. for the people to get more from the taxes. What this country needs is not .snore miles of territory but more :.miles to the gallon. What this country needs is more ';tractorsand less detractors. 'What this country needs is not snore, young men making speed but more young men planting spuds. What ..this country needs is more paint in the old place and less on the ' young face. 'What, this country needs' isn't a lower rate , of interest on money but .higher interest rest in work. What this country needs is to fol - Jew the footsteps of the fathers in stead of the footsteps of the dancing enaster. \WORKM>N'S COMPENSATION ' STATEMENT 'There were 5,369 accidents report - ,ed to The Workmen's Compensation Board during March, as compared with 4,952 in February, and 4,843 lluring' March a year ago. The benefits awarded amounted to, $543,428.51, of which $422,146.53 was, for compensation and $101,281.98 for 'medical aid. The accidents reported during the 'first quarter Of 1937 numbered 15,000 "as against 13,687 during the same period last year, and the benefits awarded amounted to $1,568,790.87,. as compared with $1,423,914.93 dur- 'ing the corresponding period of 1936. E LOST PRINCE" By Frances Hodgson Burnett SYNOPSIS Marco Lorisban was the kind of a boy people looked at the second time two sticks. Help me to get up." Two of the Squad sprang to their feet and carne to him. Each snatched one of the sticks from the stacked when they had looked at him once. rifles, evidently knowing what he IIe was a well-built boy of 12, intelli- wanted. Marco rose too, and watched gent looking, and well-mannered. He and his father had travelled a great deal and the boy was proficient in several languages, so' that he felt, at home in whatever country he was staying. Marco knew that they were Sarnavians, that there was trouble and bloodshed in. Samavia at present. His father had toldhiin the story of d the Lost Prince, who might one day return to Samavia and restore order and peace. At present the Loristan's are in .London, England, and Marco had encountered several interesting quite proudly. The queer thing that people, among them, "The Rat," a Marco had noticed was that the raga- crippled boy who commands a group muffins were proud of The Rat, and of willing boys -the boys listen, at -regarded him as their lord and mas- tentively as Marco speaks' to then. ter. "—'E could get about an' stand as well as any one," added the other, and he said it in the tone of one who NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY boasts. His name was Ben. Marco read, and his skin prickled "I'm t going to stand now, and so as the blood went racing through his body, But his face did not change. There was a sketch of the story of the Lost Prince to begin with. It lead been regarded by most people, the ar- ticle said, as a sort of legend. Now with sudden, keen curiosity. 'He had thought that The Rat could not stand up, but it' seemed that he could, in a fashion of his own, and he was going to do it. The boys lifted, him by his arms, set him against the' stone cop- ing of the iron railings of the church- yard, and put a stick in each of his hands, They stood at his side, but he supported; .himself. "'E could get 'about if 'e 'ad the money ,to buy crutches!" said one whose name was Cad, and he said it are the rest of you;" said 'The Rat. "Squad! 'Teuton! You at the head of the line," to Marco. They were in line in a moment—straight shoul- ders back, chins up. And•Marco stood at the head. there was a definite rumor that it "We're going to take an oath," was not a legend at all, but a part of said The Rat. "It's an oath of elle- the long past history of Samavia, It glance, : Allegiance means faithful- was said that through the centuries nese to a thing --a king or a country. there had always been a party sec- Ours means allegiance to the King of retly loyal to the 'memory of this Samavia. We don't know where be worshipped and lost Fedorovitch, It is, but we swear to be faithful to him, was even said that from father to tofight for hint, to plot for him, to son, g e n e r a t i on of ter gen- die for him, and to . bring him back eration had descended the to his throne!" The way in which he oath of fealty to him and his descend- flung up his head when he said the ants. The people had made a god of word "die" was very fine indeed. "We him, and now, romantic as it seem- are the Secret Party. We will work ed, it }vas beginning to be an open hi the dark and find out things—and Secret that some persons believed that run risks—and collect an army no one a descendant had been found—a Fed- will know anything' about until it is orovitch worthy of his young antes- strong enough to suddenly rise at a tor—and that a certain Secret Party secret signal, and overwhelm the Mar - also held that, if he were called back anovitch and Iaroviteh, and seize their to the throne of Samavia, the inter- forts and citadels. No one even minable wars and bloodshed would knows we are alive.' We are a silent reach an end, ,secret thing that never spear The Rat 'had begun to bite his nails aloud!" fast. Silent and secret as they were, „ „ however, they spoke aloud at this Do you believe `hes found? he jnneture. ' It was such. a grand idea asked feverswy. Dont you? I trdoue? !for a game and so full of possible "I wonder where he is, if it's true larks, that the Squad broke into a I wonder! Where?" exclaimed Mar- I howl of 'an exultant cheer. co. He could say that, and he might) : "Hepta,!" they yelled, "Herta, seem as eager as he felt. for the oath of 'legianee! 'Ray! 'ray! The Squad all began to jabber at 'ra " once. "Yus, where wos'e? There in! . "Shut up, you swine!" shouted The no kitowin'. It'd be likely to be �n Rat, "Is that they way you keep some o' these furrin places. England'd ,purser£ secret? You'll call the po- be too far from Samavia. 'Ow far lice in, you fools! Look'at him!" ofor wos where the via? Fos it in Frenchies were, or the l pointing to Marco, "He's got .some Germans? But. wherever 'e wos, setMarco, in fact, had not made any be the right sort, an"e'd be the sort .I say that much, and he felt as if his father himself' would have told him that they were the right words. The Rat thought they were. Some- how he felt that they struck home. He reddened with a sudden emotion. "Squad!" be said. "I'll let you give three cheers on that. 't's for the last time. We'll begin to be quiet af- terward." And to the Squad's exultant relief he led the cheer, and they were al- lowed to make as much uproar as they liked. They'liked' to make a great deal, and when it was at an end, it had done them good and made them ready for business. The Rat opened the drama at once.. Never surely had there ever` before been heard a conspirator's whisper as hollow as his. "Secret Ones," he said, "it is mid- night. We meet in the depths of darkness. We dare not meet by day. When we meet in the daytime, we pretend not to know each other. We are meeting now in a Samavian city where there is a fortress. We shall have to take it when the secret sign is given and we make our`rising. We are getting everything ready, so that, when we find ' the king, the secret sign can be given." "What is the name of the city we ;are in?" whispered Cad. "It is called Larrina. It is an im- Iportant seaport. We trust take it as soon as we rise. The next time we :meet I will bring a dark lantern and ! draw a snap and show it to you." It would have been a great advan- tage to the game if Marco could have drawn for them the map he could have made, a map which would have shown every fortress—every strong- ! hold and every weak place.'Being a boy, he knew what excitement would have thrilled each breast, how they would lean forward!and pile question on question, pointing to this place and to that. He had learned to draw 'the map before he was ten, and he had drawn it again and again because there had been times when his fath- , or had told hips that Changes had Wren place. Oh, yes! he could have drawn a map which would haxe mov- ed them to a frenzy of joy. But he sat silent and listened, only speaking when he asked a question, as if he knew nothing more about Samavia than The Rat did. What a Secret Party they were!' They drew them- selves together in the closest of cir- cles; they spoke in unearthly whis- pers , . 1 "A sentinel ought to be posted at the end of the passage," Marco whis. pered. "Ben, take your' guttltl colinnanded The Rat. Ben rose stealthily, and, shoulder- ing his weapon, crept on tiptoe to the opening. There he stood on guard. "My father says there's been a Sec- ret Party in Samavia for a hundred years," The Rat, whispered. "Who told him?" asked Marco. "A man who has been in Samavia," answered The Rat. "He said it was the most wonderful Secret Party in the world, because it has worked and waited so long, and never given up, though it has had no reason fo hop- ing. ` It began among some shepherds a n d charcoal -burners who bound themselves by an oath to find the 'Lost Prince and bring him back to the throne. There were too few of themto do ,anything against' the Maranovitch, and when the first lot found they were growing old, they made their sons take the same oath. It has been passed on from genera- tion to generation, and in each gen- eration the band has grown. No one really knowshow large it is now, but they say that ,there are people in nearly all the countries in Europe who belong to it in dead secret, add are sworn to help it when they are called. They are only waiting. Some are rich people who will give money, and some are poor ones who will slip across the frontier to fight or to `help to smuggle in awns. They even ,say that for all these years there have been arms made. in caves in the mountains, and hidden there year af- ter year. There are men who are cal- led Forgers of the Sword, and they, and their fathers, and grandfathers, and great grandfathers have always made swords and stored them in cav- erns no one knows of, hidden caverns underground." - Marco spoke aloud the thought which had come into his mind as he listened, a thought which brought fear to him.. "If the people in the streets talk about it, they won't be hidden long.", It isn't common folk, my father says. Only very few have guessed and most of them think it is part of the Lost. Prince legend," said The Rat. "The Maranovitch and Iarovitch laugh at it. They haue always been great fools. They're too full of their own swagger to think anything can inter- fere with them." "Do you talk much. to your fath- er?" Marco asked him. The Rat' showed his sharp white teeth in a grin. "I know what you're thinking of," he said. "You're remembering that a chap'd turn and look at in the sound. street." "Come here, you Cad and Ben, and The Rat continued to bite his nails. put' me : back on my wheels," raged "He might be anywhere," he said, !the Squad's ,commander." "I'll not his small fierce face glowing. That's make up the game at all. It's no what I like to think about. He might use with a lotBruits s of fat -head, raw. re - be passing in the street outside there; like you, he might be up in one of those hous The line broke and surrounded him in a moment leadin and urging. es,"jerking his head over his shoul- "Aw, Rat! We forgot It's the der toward the'backs of the incios- ing dwellings. "Perhaps he knows orimest game you've ever thought he's a king, and perhaps he doesn't. out! Rat! Rat! Don't get a grouch He'd know if what you said yesterday on! We'll keep stir],, Rat! Primest was true— about the king always be- ing made ready for Samavia." "Yes, he'd know," put in Marco. "Well, it'd be finer if he did," went on The Rat. "However poor and shabby he was, he'd know the secret. all the time. And if people sneered at him, he'd sneer at them and laugh to himself, I dare say he'd walla tre- mendously straight and hold his head This was true. He was the one up. If I was him, I'd like to make who could invent entertainment for people suspect a bit that I wasn't like them, these street lads' who had noth- the common lot o' them." He put out Mg. Out of the nothing he could cre- his hand and pushed Marco excitedly, ate what excited them, and give them "Let's work . out pieta for him!" he something to fill empty, useless, of - said. "That'd be a splendid game! ten cold or wet or foggy, hours. That Let's pretend we're the Secret Par- ty!" He was tremendously excited. Out of the ragged pocket he fished a piece of chalk. Then he.leaned forward and begat: to draw something quickly on the flagstones closest to his plat- form. The Squad leaned' forward also, quite breathlessly,. and Marco leaned forward, The chalk was sketching a roughly outlined map, and he knew what map it was, before The Rat spoke. "That's a map of Samavia," he said. "It was in that piece of maga- zine I told you about—the one where I read about Prince Ivor. I studied it until it fell to pieces., But I could draw' it myself by that time, 'so it didn't matter. I could draw it with. my eyes shut. That's the capital city," pointing to a spot. "It's called Melzarr. The palace is there.; It's the place where the first of the Mar- anoviteh killed the last of the Fedor oviteh—the bad chap that was Ivor's father. It's the palace Ivor wander- ed out of singing the shepherd's song that early morning, It's where the throne is that his descendant would sit upon to, be crowned—that he's go- ing to sit Upon. I believe he is! Let's swear he shall!" He •flung down his piece of chalk and sat up."Give me lark of all'Il be the sneakin' about an' keepin' quiet. Aw, Rat! Keep it up!" "Keep it up yourselves!" snarled The Rata "Not another cove of us could do it but you! Not one! • There's no other cove could think it out. You're the only chap that can think out things. You thought out the Squad! That's why you're captain!" • made him their captain and their pride. The Rat began to' yield, though grudgingly.: He pointed again to Mar- co, , who had not moved, but stood still at attention. "Look at him!" he said, "He knows enough hto stand where re hesP ut until he's ordered to break line. He's a , soldier, he is—not a raw recruit that. don't know the goose-step. He's been: in barracks before," Eut after this outburst, he deigned to go .on, "Here's the oath," he said. "We swear to stand any torture and sub- mit in silence to any death rather that betray our secret and our king. We will obey in silenceand in sec- ret. We will swim s through seas ae of blood and fight our way through lakes of fire, if we are ordered. Noth- ing shall bar our way. All we do and say and think is for our country and our king. If any of you have any- thing to say, speak out before you take the oath," He saw Marco move a little, and he made a sign to him. "You," he said. "Have you. some- thing to say?" Marco turned to him and saluted. "Here stand ten men for. Samavia. God, be thanked!" he said. He dared I said he was always drunk. So he is, except when he's only half drunk, And when he's half drunk, he's the most splendid tallier in London. Ile remembers everything he bas ever learned or read or heard since he was born. I get him going and listen. Ile wants to talk and I want to 'hear. :I found out almost everything I know in that way. He goes back into being a gentleman when he's half drunk.." "If—if you care about the Sama- vians, you'd better' ask hint not to tell people about the Secret Party and the Forgers of the Sword," sug- gested Marco. The Rat started a little. "That's true!" he said. "You're. sharper than I ant. It oughtn't to be blabbed about, or the Maranovitch might hear enough to make theist stop and listen. Pll get him to promise. There's one queer thing about him, he added very slowly, as if he were thinking it over, "I suppose it's part of the gentleman that's left in him. If he makes a promise, . he never breaks it, drunk or sober." "Ask him to make one," said Mar- co. The next moment he changed the subject because it seemed the. best thing to do. "Go on and tell us what our own Secret Party is to dos We're forgetting," he whispered. The Rat took up his game with re- newed keenness. It was a game which attracted him immensely because it called upon his imagination and held h i s audience spellbound, besides plunging him into war and strategy. (Continued next week) Mining Development is on Big Scale "Mining development i s going ahead in Canada at a surprising rate, which is an indication of the immense. resources in this field yet unexplor- ed", eported F. 'V. Seibert, Superin- tendent of Natural Resources Depart- ment of the Western. Region, Canad- itn National Raiways, at a convention of the Canadian Institute of Mining and Metallurgy. Speaking of development in North- western Ontario, Mr. Seibert stated that three years ago in the territ- ory between. Long Lac and the Man- itoba boundary, there were only two producing mines, whereas today there are at least 16, which iast year pro- ducing a 'gross • of over $9,000,000. These were all gold mines but one, which is a chromium mine near Coll- ins. Over $8,000,000 was spent in wages, supplies and equipment in this area last year for training develop- ment and production. "The interest- ing feature of development in this area is that gross production is• more than taking care of all expenditures in development, huge and all as they Ili {t�' itt� �. iii44 Size 30x31/2 Size 4.40-21 Size 4.50-21 5.95 8.45 9.45 L. • Pathfinders are quality tires through and through. 4 -way trac- tion. Extra mileage! 100% Goodyear design and construction. Famous supertwist cords. 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NEW CROSSING SIGNS The department of Highways, as a result of the advice of two coroner's juries investigating fatalities at the C. N. R. crossing on highway No, 8 since 1934, has erected additional warning signs on either side of the crossing at a distance of 500 feat. The customary lighted signs are at the 300 -foot nark and the new black and white signs are 200 feet farther back from the corners. —Goderich Signal, P' Bi PIPE, TOBACCO FOR A M I LD, COOL,'SMOKE Advertisements are a guide to value ' Experts eau roughly estimate the value of a product by looking at it. More accurately, by handling and examining it. Its appear- ance, its texture, the "feel" and the balance of it all mean some- thing to their trained eyes and fingers. "' But no one person can be an expert on steel, brass, wood, lea- ther, foodstuffs,fabrics, and all of the Materials that make up a list of personal purchases. And even experts are fooled, sometimes, by concealed flaws and imperfections. There is a surer index of value than the senses of sight and touch —knowledge of the maker's name and for what it standk. Hero is the most certain method, except that of actual use, for jtt'dging the value of any manufactured goods. Here is the only guas+anteo :against careless workmanship, or the use of shoddy materials. .' This is one important reason why it, pays to read advertises' meets and to buy advertised goods . The product that is advertised: is worthy of your confidence. 'Merchandise must be good or it could not be consistently advertised. Buy advertised goods. TheClillton !ewsF800 d A FINE MEDIUM FOR ADVERTISING—READ ADi; IN THIS ISSUE. PHONE 4 r ai