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I guessed that it world touch h
She raised her eyes to mine and a
wered, "We are grave; let Its see
flippant.""
In these day's I had a store
pirits. I was seldom dismayed, f
life had been such a rough -an
tumble gave' -that I held to clteerf
mem and humour as a hillsman t0 It
iioadsword, knowing it tit. greate
rt weapons with a foe, and the vet
stone and mortar of frientiship. ti
we were cheerful, witching lightly o
:vent: aroui 1 us, lenghiug as gossi
if the doorways (I in my pot
French). tench). ca. ting snta3l stoney at who
ever drew our notice. not torgettin
o throw or two atChateauBigot, the
Intendant's country house at,Charles-
bourg five miles away, where base
plots were hatched, reputations soil-
ed, and all clean things dishonoured,
But Alixe, the sweetest soul France
ever gave the world, could not know
all I knew; guessing only at heavy
carousals, cards, songs, and raillery.
with far-off hints of feet smaller than
lit in cavalry boots dancing among
the glasses on the table. I was never
before so charmed with her swift in-
telligence, for I have ever lacked
great nimbleness of thought and pow-
er to make nice play with the tongue
"You have been three years with
us." suddenly said her father, passing
me the wine. "How time has flown!
How much has happened!"
"Madame Counters husband has
made three million francs." said Doi-
taire. with dry irony and truth.
Duvarney shrugged a shoulder.
stiffened; for, oblique as the suggest-
ion was. he did no care to have his
daughter hear it,
"And Vandreuil has sent to Ver-
sailles bees buzzing of Bigot and
Company." added the impish satirist.
Madame Duvarney responded with
a look of interest. and the Seigneur's
«-yes steadied to his plate. All at
Oni•.e I divined that tine Seigneur had
known of the Governor's action, and
maybe had counselled with him, sid-
ing against Bigot. If that were so
. -as it .proved to he •-ho was in a
nest of scorpion:.; for who among
them would spare him: Marin. Cour-
nal, Rigaud, the Intendant himself?
Such as he were thwarted right and
left in this career of knavery- and
public evils.
"And our people have turned beg-
gars; poor and starved, they beg at.
the door of the King's storehouse—It
3s well called La Fripoine." said Ma-
dame Duvarney, with some heat; for
she was ever liberal to the poor, and
she had seen manor after manor rob-
bed, and peasant farmers made 10
sell their corn for a song. to be ;old
to them again at famine prices by
La Friponne. Even now pilgrim. poor
were begging against. the hard wile
tel and execrating their spoilers.
Doltaire was too fond of digging at
the heart of things not to admit she
spoke truth,
"La Pompadour et La Friponne!
Quest que cela, neon petit honme?'
"Les deux terribles, ma there mig-
nons,
Mais, c'est Cela—
La Pompadour et La Friponne!"
He said this with cool drollery and
point, in the patois of the native, so
that he set us all laughing, in spite
of our mutual apprehensions.
Then he continued, "And the King
has sent a chorus to the play, with
eyes for the preposterous make-
believe, and more, no purse to fill.""
We all knew he meant himself,
and we knew also that so far as
money went he spoke true; that
though hand -in -glove with Bigot, he
was poor save for what he made' at
the gaming -table and got from
France. There was the thing to have
clinched me to him, had matters been
other than they were; for all my life
I have loathed the sordid soul, and 1
would rather, in these my ripe years,
eat with a highwayman who takes
his -life fn his hands than with the
civilian who robs his king and the
king's poor; and has no better triek
than false accounts nor better friend
er, than the pettifogging knave. 1)oi-
ns- taire had no burning love for France,
1)r
and 1 lift e '
1 faith th '
111 anything; for he
was of those Versailles water -flies
of who reeked net it the world blacken-
er ed to cinders when their lights went
d- out. As will be seen, he had come
ul• Isere to seek me and through me to
is serve the Grande Marquise,
st The evening was well forward
'7 when Dnitairc, rising from his meat in
,0 the draw•ing•roont, bowed to sue, and
u said, "if it pleases you, monsieur?"
I) 1 rose also, and prepared to go.
11' There was little talk, yet we all kept
t` up a play of cheerfulness
When I
g carne to take the S0lgneui's hand.
Doltaire was 0 distance off, talking
to Madame. "Moray," said the Seig-
neur quickly and quietly, "trials por-
tend for both of us." He nodded to-
wards Doltaire.
"But we shall conte safe through,"
said 1.
"Be of good courage, and adieu," he
answered.
My last words were to Alixe. The
great moment of my life was come.
If 1 could but say one thing to her
out of earshot. I would stake all on
the hazard. She was standing beside
a cabinet, very still, a strange glow
- • in her eyes, a new, fine firmness at
the lips. I felt 1 dared not look as I
would; I feared there was no ebance
now to speak what 1 would. But I
came slowly up the roost with her
mother, As we did so Doltaire ex-
claimed and started to the window.
and the Seigneur and Madame fol-
lowed. A red light was showing on
the partes.
I caught \llxe1 ewe. and held it.
costing quickly to her. All backs were
on us. tools her hand and pressed it.
to 1)!y lips suddenly. She gave a little
gasp, .and I saw her bosons heave.
"1 ant going from prison to prison,"
said 1, 'and 1 leave a loved jailer Be-
hind."
Si.); understood. "Your jailer ,it.,
at ;die answerlal. with a -ad .mile.
I 1,te Non, .\hoe, 1 111.e y„u1" i
urged.
�hc (111very pate, "(111 Robert! .
h vhtspere l timidly: and 111,11, "1
Ail 1,0 Inave, 1 ,veil help you, and I
,,.,! no) forget. God :tuard you."
1111a. era all. f11r 11,,itair0 turned to
m - and said. 'They've made of La
1-rtp nuc- 1 t,relt 1.1 light you to 311t
a t w.l t1. monsieur." -
m, invent afterward,. we were out-
-id,- n tine 110(01 1ht'her air, 0 ,quad
of her; attending. our face, to -
a I the ettadel height-. I lked
doft;ew my tap. 'file Seigneur
-t hd at tee door. hitt ety ewe, ,a., -re
fer .t enadu,v torr' 11,,11 .\Ike. l'he
reflection of thc far e tI fin' lathe',1
t -be . a,-. and ocr fact had a glow, the
eye -,Ititting tonus*h, intense and
311,.... relit,. Yet. =lie was ;1Y:I yr. for
-he. lifted her handkerchief,,ho.,'. it :a
little, and dmiletl.
X. than.1i the ,altos were meant
for him, Doltaire '„,)wed twice imilre1-
.ively. and then nv1 stepped forward,
the great fie „3('1 against the Heights
li li un¢ ars and hurrying us nn.
XVe scarcely spoke ars we vent,
1110141 Doltaire hua111104 110.01 and
then the air La Pompadour et La Fri-
ponne. As we came nearer 1 said,
"'ire you sure it is La Friponne,
monsieur " -
'"Pt is not," he said, pointing. "See!"
The sky 1va•s foil of shaking sharks,
and a smell of burning -grain carte
down ,the wind.
',One Of the graearie thein," 1 ad-
ded. "not La Friponne itself?"
To t!his she nodded assert; and we
pushed on.
-.CHAPTER II
"What fools," said Doltaire pre-
sently, "to 'burn the hread and oven
too! If only they were. less 11o11es4 111 a
world .ref rcli00, 5, ,poor mole's!"
coming nearer, we saw that 1,a
Friponne itself -w=as safe, but eine
warchrnnwc was dolmen and -antother
threatened. "1"11e 011110ts were full of
people, and thousands of excited pea-
sants, la;bour.ere, and sailors were
,shouting, "Down with the palette!
Down 'with. Bigot."
We sante upon the scene at the
; ,error's soldiers ,were in ,sight, but
!no Heights we could 'hear the
:.,'.e1ndy tramp ,of -General iM'ontca.hn's
infantry as they came on, i\.\ -!here
I1",•+,•sot's men? There was a hand -
tun —one 'conipa11y--,dra.wn up before
a F1riponne, idly leaning on their
muskets, seeing dire great granary
burn, and ;watching La Friponne
threatened 111y the nail crowd anti 411e.
fire, There ;was .not a soldier before
the 'Intendants palace, not 0 light in
any window.
"'What few 'the weird trick of Bi•g-
i11t's " said; :Doltaire musing.
The Governor, .w'0 knew, hail keen
out of the .city that day. But where
.las Bigot? \$ a word from Dnitairc
we Blushed fontvard towards -1he 'pal-
ace, ,the soldier, keeping me in their
midst. We were not a. thunrbred feet
from the groat steps 'wih•en. two gates
at the right suddenly .swung •open, and
a t'arria',ge rolled out sw•if11)' and clash-
ed Blown into the ,crown, 1 recognised
the coachman 'first ----Bigot's, an old
one -eyed soldier of :suup•assin.g nerve,
and devoted to his master, The crowd
.carted right and left. Suddenly the
carriage ;topped, and Bigot 'stood u.l,
folding it . arm,, and glancing rotund
with a dhs I -a 11 ful smile Itith0111 speak-
ing- a word. He carried a paper in one
hand.
Here were at ]cant 1n -o thousand
arm 0.1 and nn0r1111c1 pe Hants, irk
131111 misery and oppression, in the
presence of their undefended tyrant.
One shot, one blow of a $t0ue, 0110
stroke of a 1i11ife-10 the end of a
shameless pillage. But no hand was
raised to do the deed. The roar of
voices subsided -he waited for it ---
and silence was broken only by the
c'rac'kle of the burning building, the
tramp of Montcalm's soldiers on Pal-
ace Hill, and the tolling of the cattle.
ch'al bell. I thought it strange that al-
most as Bigot issued forth the wild
clanging gave place to a cheerful
peal.
After standing for a mouleet, look-
ing round him, his eye resting on
Doltaire and myself (we were but a
little distance from html, Bigot said
in a loud yoke; "What do you want
with me? Do you think I may be
moved by threats? Do you punish ole
by burning your own food, which,
when the English are at our doors is
your only hope? Fools! How easily
could I turn my cannon and my men
upon you! You think to frighten me.
Who do you think 1 am --a Bostonnais
or an Englislunan? You—''evolution.
ists. T'sh! You are wild dogs without
a leader, You want one that -you eau
trust; yon want 00 coward, but one
who feats you not at your wildest,
Well, I will be your leader. I do not
feta'- you, and I do not love you, for
low night you deserve love? By in-
gratitude and aspersion? Who has the
Ring's favour? Francois Bigot. Who
stands firm writhe others tremble lest
their power pass to -morrow? Francois
Bigot. Who else dare invite revoin-
1ion, this danger"—his land sweep-
ing to the flames—"who but Francois
Bigot?" He paused for a moment, and
looking up to the leader of Mont -
calm's soldiers on the Heights, waved
Ilim halt; then continued:
\1)d t; -day, when I am ready u,
ei)e you dreat m•ww,, you play the mad
do, :ague: you .1. -,troy 1w hat l had
111ea111 to give you ill our hour of 1181).
er. •wht n .those i ii0h„h cause. 1 'Barre
you :lifer a little. that you nightlive
then.
Only t , day ecau a of 'nu
Treat and glorious victory --” -
11-c paned again. The peal of h1111
liecatite 1 oder Fat up on the Heights
we heard t1 cake:: of Irn;gles and the
lea4ing o. 1111111;: and new 1 saw 1111)1
v1101e 1:Irge plan 111,0 dere dramatic
'krises He had withheld the news of
the victory that he m30111 announce it
when it would most turn to his own
.lrry. Perhaps he had not counted on
t111 ;burning of the ;warehouse, 'hut
this wwr)uld tell nee in his favour. Ile
was not a large man, -hod 'he drew -
himself up kiwi) dignity, and contin-
ued in a contemlptt13tus tulle: -
"Because of our splendid victory, 1
I( igntrcl to tell pm all my ohms, and
p1tyIng 7,1111 111-01111:(', divide among
you at the smallest price. that all
!night paw sire corn which now goes
to feed the stars."
At •tlhat moment .some one from the
,Heights above called out shrilly,
"'rVihat lire ie in that paper, Francois
Bigot?"
1 hooked up -as did' the 'crowed. A
woivan- stood upon a point of the
great rock, 1 red ndhe !hanging 'on 'her,
cher •glair free over her slhioullclerev her
finger pointing, at titre IMen dant.
Bigot only glanced :up, then smoothed
out 'the ipalper,
He said to the people in a clear ;hut
less 'steady voice, for 1 'could see 'that
the ;woman :had 'die'tudhed him, ''Go
!pray to he forgiven ;for •your ln00!-
enc and folly. His most C 1)i tain
\faje,ty .i" .triumphant. upon the Ohio.
The Engl'is'h shave !been ,kilted tit ;thou -
'awls, and 11'heir General with them.
171, you not 'hear she toy -!hells in the
Church of Our Laxly of the Victories?
anri 1114re•—J1isten!" -
There ihues;t from the Heiigh4•; on
the ;other side a cannot shoat, and then love,
another and another. Tonere was a
great commotion, land1)1ai1y ran- to
Bigot's carriage, reached in to eench
ids 'hand, and called down (blessings
on lh•inr.
'See that you save the other gran-
aries," he ringed adding, with a •sheer,
"and forget nut to bless La Friponne
in your prayers!"
It was a clever piece of acting.
Presently •front the Heights aihove
came the woman's voice again, so
piercing that the crowd turned to her.
"Francois rancois Bigot is a liar - and a
traitor!" she cued, "Beware of Fran-
cais RIO,)!! God has cast hint out"
A dark look cause upon Bigot's
face; but presently the turned, and
agave a sign to some one mar the pal-
ace. The doors of the cou'ntyard flew
open, 'and out -caste squad after squad
of soldiers. in a moment, they, ;with
the !people, were 11a15y carrying crater
to pour upon tate side of the endang-
ered ;warehou:se. Fortunately the eviurl
seas with 'them, else it and the palace
also veneer! have !60111 ;hurtrcd that
night, -
.\1 last Bigot beckoned to Dolt
are
ani to tug and Ave 11)0141 came uu•r,
"Doltaire, we 11n'ked for you an
ncr he said. "Was 'Captain Mora
nodding' towards 11x•-- !ust among
Petticoats? nts? lie kn)wvs the trick of
and saucer, Between the sip and c
he tidal in secrets froiu our 113
sou a slpy .where had been a of
as we thought You 111100 'wart
stvo,rd. t'alutau! \foray -eh?"
"11 the Governor woulc! .grant
'cane: I ,would not only wear, ,11,1
one, - your excellency knows,
where." said 1.- 'Large e spe al ing, Captain \10
They du that in Virginia, 1 tui to
"1!i t,1srony there'; quiet, your
cc'19e to y."
Doltaire laughed outright, . for
was said that t ol. r1) ,11 is •ens
elave, .had a shrewish trascotr w
whom 110 ,took leave to send to 101'3•
'before 'her time. 1 saw the lntenvla
mouth twitch .angrily.
"Conte,"die said, "you •have a t
. 1Ve, -we'll set if yon stave a stoma
You've lan;guis•hed with, .the .gin is;
shall hart your chance to drink et
Francois Bigot. Now, if you da
wilco w1'shave drunk do the first co
crow', should you !be still on yam. i
you`Ii fight some one among us, 11
giving ample e lase,".
"I hope. your excellency," 1 repii
with a touch of vanity, "I have ;a
some stomach and a wrist. 1 w
drink to cockcrow, if you will, And
my sword prove the stronger, what
"There's the point," he said, "Yo
Englishman loves not fighting 1
fighting's sante, Doltaire; 11e 101
have bonbons for it. Well, see:
your sword and stomach prove t
st'onger, you shall go your ways
where you will. Voila!"
If I could but have seen a bare )i
tion o!' the craftiness of this pith
1evi1'e artisans! They bath had enc
to serve in working ill to me, m
'either was content that I should' 1
strut. away in 1Ile citadel, and no mor
J'here was a deeper game playing.
give threat their cine: the trap 01
skilful, and in those times, wit
great things at stake, st'ategy too
he place of open fighting here an
here. For Bigot I was to be a weapo
'gains) another; for .Doltaire, again
myself.
What a gull they must have thought
me! I might have known that, with
try lost papers on the way to France,
trey must hold me tight here till I
had been tried, nor permit me - to
i scape. But I was sick of doing moth -
i 1g, thinking with horror on a long
%'inter In the citadel, and I caught at
the least straw of freedom,
"Captain Moray will like to spend a
couple 01 hours at his lodgings before
I e joins us at the palace," the Intend-
ant said, and with a trod to m0 11e
111'11'1 to 11114 coachman. The horses
wheeled. and in a moment the great
doors (Melted, aid he had passed in-
side. to applause, though here and
there among the (wawa was heard a
hiss, for the woman had made an im-
pression, The Intendant's Wren essay-
ed to trace these n01ses, but found no
one. Looking again to the Heights, I
saw that the woman had gone. Dol-
taire noted my glance and the in-
quiry in my face, and he said:
"Sone had fighting hours with the
Intendant at Chateau Bigot, and then
a fever, bringing a kind of madness:
so the story creeps about, as told by
Bigot's enemies,"
Just at this point I felt a man
hustle me as he passed. One of the
soldiers trade a thrust at his, and he
turned round..I caught his eye, and it
flashed something to me. It was Vo -
ban the barber, who had shaved me.
every day for months when :f first
came, while my arm was stiff from a
wound got fighting the French on the
Ohio, It was quite a year slice I )tad
met him, and T. was struck_ by the
change in his face. It had grown
much older; its roundness was gone.
We )tad had litany a talk together, he
helping me with French, I listening
to the tales of his early life in France,
and to -the later tale of a humble
fitting up for his Mathilde, a peasant l PROFESSIONAL CARDS
girl of much beauty I was told, 1
whom I had never seen. I reme
eyed at that moment, as he stood
the crowd looking at me, the piles
linen which he had bought at S
Anne de Beauprl, and the silver' p
cher which his grandfather had g
from the Doc de Valois for an act
merit. Many a time we had discuss
the pitcher and the deed and finger
the linen, now talking in Free
now in English; for in France, yea
before, he had been a valet to an Et
fish officer at King Louis' court. B
my surprise had been great when
learned that this English gentlest
was no other than the bast friend
ever had, next to my parents and
grandfather. Voban was bound to S
John G0dric by as strong ties of
fection as 1. What was more, by
secret letter 1 had seat to Mr. Geer
Washington, who was then as good
Briton as myself, I had been able
have my barber's young brother,
prisoner of war, set free.
1 felt that he had something
say to 1110 new; but he turned OW
and disappeared among the crowd.
din- might have lead some clew if 111
y"— known that he had been crouched 1)
the hind the Ilttetdant's carriage while
cap Ivan being bidden to the supper, I d
lick not guess then that there was a11
lrri- thing between him and the wont
dice. who railed at Bigot,
t1 In a little while I was 111 my Ma
Ings, soldiers posted at my door at
0110 in my room. Doltaire had gone
his own quarters promising to call 1'
mo within two hours, There was 11 1L
.11 e
MI' t m to do but o t. i
1i put in
fewest necessities, to roil ftp 1
heavy cloak, to stow safely my pip
and two gnadly packets of tobacc.
which were to be my chiefest molar
for many a long day, and to writ
some letters—one to Governor D3
widilie, one to Major Washington, on
to my partner in Virginia, tenth
them to send nue 01011ey, which, ho
ever useless in my captivity, w001
be important 311 my fight for life an
freedom. I did not write intimately o
my state, for i was not sure my le
tees would ever pass outside Quebec
There were only two Hien I coal
trust to do the thing. One was a fe
low -countryman, Clark, a .ship -carpe
ter. but who hated all Frenchmen bat
barously at heart, remembering tw
of his bairns butchered before hi
eyes, The other was Voban, 1 kuev
that though Voban might not act 11
would not betray me, But snow 11
reach either of them? It 0115 dear
that I must. bide my chances.
One other letter I wrote, brief but
vital, in which I begged line sweetest
girl In the world not to have 1111011$i-
ness because of me; that I trusted to
111y star and to my innocence to con-
vince my judges; and begging her, if
she could, to send me a line at the
elladel, 1 told her I knew how hard it
all would be, for her mother and her
father would not now look upon my
love with favour. 13ut I trusted tv1ly
thing to time and Providence.
I sealed my letters, put them in 1ny
pocket, and tial down to smoke and
think while I waited for Doltaire. To
the soldier on duty whom 1 did not.
notice at first I now offered a pipe
and a glass of wine, which 111 accept-
ed rather gruffly, but enjoyed, if 1
might judge 1y his devotion to them,
By -and -bye, without any relevancy
at all, he said abruptly. "If a little
sooner she had come—ltho!"
For a moment I could not thunk
whit he meant; but soon 1 saw.
"The palace would have been bulli-
ed if the girl in scarlet had come
sooner- -eh?" I asked, "She would
have urged the people on?"
"And Bigot blunt too, maybe," he
answered,
"Fire and death—eh?"
I offered him another pipeful ofto-
bacco. He looked doubtful, hut ac -
coined,
"Aho! and that Voban, he would
have had his hand in," he growled.
I began to get. 3110re light.
"She was shut up at Chateau Bigot
--hand of iron and lock of steel—who
knows the rest? But Vohan was for
always," he added presently.
The thing was clear. The woman
was Mathilde. So here was the end of
Voban's little romance—of the fine
linen from Ste. Anne de Beauph•l and
the silver pitcher' for the wedding
wine. 1 saw, or felt, that in Voban I
might find - now a confederate, if 1
put my hard case on Bigot's shonld-
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Missouri recently wrote her mother,
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"Please send me looney for a new
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Her mother answered:
"Dear Ruih—"Get yourself a .new
boy friend.
MEDICAL
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The Clinic is fully equipped with
complete and modern x-ray and other
up-to-date diagnostic and thereuptie
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L,A.B.P., Specialist in Diseases in
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from 3 to 6 p.m.
Dr. F. J. R. Forster, Specialist in
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Tuesday in every month from 4 to
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Free well -baby clinic will be held
on the second and last Thursday in
every month from 1 to 2 p,m,
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Physician and Surgeon
In Dr. H. H. Ross' office, Phone 5.1
W. C. SPROAT, M.P„ F.A.C.S.
Surgery
Phone 30-W. Office John SL, Seaforth
DR. H. H. ROSS
Physician Y c un. and Surgeon. Late et
London Hospital, Loudon, England.
Special attention to diseases of the
eye, ear, nose and throat. Office and
residence behind Dominion Bank, Of-
fice Phone No. 5; Residence Phone
104.
DR. F. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University
of Toronto. Late Assistant New York
Ophthalmic and Aural Institute,
Moorefield's Eye, and Golden Square
throat hospitals, London, Eng, At
Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third
Wednesday iu each mouth from 2 to
4 p.m, Also at Seaforth Clinic first
Tuesday in each mouth. -53 Waterloo
St., Stratford, Telephone 267.
MARGARET K. CAMPBELL, M.D.
London, Ontario
Graduate Toronto University
Licentiate of American Board of Pedi-
atrics, Diseases of Children
At Seaforth Clinic, last Thursday af-
ternoon, each month.
AUCTIONEER
GEORGE ELLIOTT, Licensed
Auctioneer for the County of Huron.
Arrangements can be made for Sale
Date at The Seaforth Newa, Charges
moderate and satisfaction guaranteed
F, W. AHRENS, Licensed Auction,
oer for Perth and Iluron Counties. 4
Sales Solicited, Terms on Application.
Farm Stock, chattels and real estate
Property. R. R. No, 4, Mitcbel).
Phone 634 r 6. Apply at this office.
HAROLD JACKSON
Licensed in Huron and Perth Coun-
ties Prices reasonable; satisfaction
guaranteed. For information, write or
phone ITarold. Jackson, 658r12, Sea -
forth central; Brucefield R.R,1.
Watson•
& Reid
REAL ESTATE
AND INSURANCE AGENCY
(Successors to James Watson)
MAIN ST., SEAFORTH, ONT.
All kinds of Insurance risks effect-
ed at lowest rates in First -Class
Companies,
The McKillop Mutual
Fire Insurance Co.
HEAD OFFICE—SEAFORTH, Ont.
OFFICERS
President, Wm. Knox, Londesboro;
Vice President, W. R. Archibald,
Seaforth; Secretary Treasurer, M. A.
Reid, Seaforth.
AGENTS
F. McICercher, R.R,1, Dublin; John
E. Pepper, R.R.1, Brucefield; D. It. G.
Jarmoutb, Brodhagen; James Watt,
Blyth; C. F. Hewitt, Kincardine;
Wm. Yeo, Holmesville.
• DIRECTORS
Alex Broadfoot, Seaforth; Wi113am
Knox, Londesboro; Chris Leonhardt
Dublin; James Connolly, Goderich;
Thomas Moylan, Seaforth; W. R.
Archibald, Seaforth; Alex Mc1lwing,
Blyth; Frank McGregor, Clinton;
Hugh Alexander, Walton.
Parties desirous to effect insurance
or transact other business, will be
promptly attended' to by applications
to any of the above named officers
addressed to their respective post -
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