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"BEAU GEST
By Percival Christopher Wren
THE GREATEST MYSTERY STORY EVER WRUTEN
FIRST READ THIS "After himself being bayoneted
Major Henri e Bearijolais, hearing through the heart?" euquirecl Laver -
that the company bolding the fort at cline.
Zinclerneuf is attacked, takes a corn- 'Exactly what I said to myself -r- and
pany of men to the reseue. Arriving groaned aloud as I said it," replied
there he is startled to find men propp- re Beaujolias.
ed in the embrasures • of the fort-- "Anylio'w," he continued, "I would
dead. inside, he finds the eammand- go up and see if any man had been
ant of the fort dead_rnurdered by one shot by a revolver, and if any man
of his own men apparentlyfor a bay- lay naturally against the slope of the
onet like those issued the'Rrench For- embrasure. I turned to ascend the
eign Legion is found plunged through stair, and then, George, and not till
his heart.• then, I got the real shock of that aw-
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ful day of shocks. For where was
my trumpeter?
I had made a • quick but complete
tour of the place and now realized in
a flash thatI had seen no living thing
and heard no sound.
`Trompettel Trompetter I shouted,
1 rushed to the door leading to the
courtyard the little interior, high wall-
ed paradeground. "
`Trompetter I shouted and yelled,
again and again, till my voice crack -
"I would," replied Georg; scratch-
ing his head.
"Yes, you would. And I almoat
sent thatt heary to join the other two
wild ones --the corpse who returned
to its post, arid the Arab who threw
sword -bayonets from afar. Almost—
until I remembered that revolver in
the dead mates' hand, and the' empty
cartridge -case in one of its chambers.
And:then I asked myself, 'Does a man
who is conducting a defence of a
blockhOuse, against tremendous odds,
waste time in taking, pot-shots with a
WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES
Thui Septerriber 3o, 1926
some coffee,—and I gave the good
fellow a cake of chocolate and Tileas,
use of cognac from. iny flask, We
were both glad of that cognac.
While he was .*011,e on this business
I remained on the roof. I preferred
the sunlight while I was alone. I free-
ly admit it. I do not object to Arabs,
but I dislike spirits, ghosts, a.nd devils,
—that commit murders and abduc-
aons, Perhaps I was not quite my-
self. But what would you? I had been
enjoying fever; I had ridden all nighV,
I was perilously near cafard myself;
and the presence of those dead Watch-
ers to whom 1 had spoken, the find-
ing, of that incredibly murdered man,
the not finding of that incredibly van-
ished trumpeter—had shaken ine •
little.
As I awaited the return of the Ser-
geant-IVIajor I gazed at the corpse of
the sous ofifcer. I stared and. stared at
the face of the dead' man --not too
pleasant 'a sight, George—contorted
with rag; pain, and hate—dead for
some hours and it was getting bot
on that roof—and there were flies
• flies.
I stared as though I would drag the
truth from. him, compel the secret of
this mystery from,his dead lips, hyp-
Not a. sound.. Not a movement.
And then, in something like 'panic,
revolver at concealed enemies, two or putting all else fronrmy mind, I rush -
three hundred yards distant? Does he ed to the gates, lifted down the great
do that, with hundreds of rounds .of bars, pulled the heavy bolts, turned
rifle amunition, and a score of rifles the great key, and dragged, them op -
to hand?' Of course not. • en—just as the mule -squadron arrived
That revolver shot was fired at and my -good Sergeant-Major was give
in the fort. It was fired ing them the signal to join the assault!
point-blank at the man who murdered It was not that I had suddenly re-
him—and. the murderer must have membered that the time I had allow --
been one of his own men, and that ed hint must be up, but that I need -
man must have fled from the fort? ed to see a human being again, to
ske wainee and Children, having taken Why? Why? . thear a human voice, after a quarter
postgraduate work in Surgery, Bact- Why not have shot his officer, as of an hour in that House of Death,
eriology and. Scientific Medicine. saicl before? He should never have that sinister abode of tragic myeter-
isa,
• Office in the Kerr Residence, had even the need to deny having done les. 1 felt an urgent and unconquer-
be-
"V tween the Queen's Hotel and the Bap -
it at''' tist Church. ' ,. „ accusing him. ' . "Breakfast," said George Lawrence,
le ' All business given careful attention. And then I had an idea. I sudd.en- , as the train slowed down.
Isc scoundrel ba.yoneted the Command- •a noisy wo•rld, in so far as choking
vel`•ant even before the alarm was given [dust, grilling heat, and the weariness
ioi . . C. Dr. Robt Redmond4
or the attack began—and then organ- of three day's confinement in a stuffy
ur, IVI.R.C.S. L.R.C.P. (Lona) ised a defence an died at is post carriage allowed, the two caMPagnons
sae •
nite• Dr. Chisholm's old stand. Let amutin g of the garrison, per -I, of digestion in a brief silence. ...Brief,
haps; took command; and was shot beca-use it was not in the power of,.
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!el" Faculty of Medicine; Licentiate of the .
, a„rid. pfapped up in his embrasure by the impulsive and eloquent beau sab-
someone else. Yes, but who propped reur, of the Spahis, to keep silence for
tile ta.st man up? He did not do it long upon the subject uppermost in
rn" DR. R. I: STEVVART
Int
t t Graduate of University o
• . f Toronto
himself, that was certain—for every hi active and ardent mind.
Yu; Ontario College of Physicians and
single corpse on that roof had been "Georges, mon vieu" he broke sil-
,2jra Surgeons arranged before riglor mortis set in. ence, "do you believe in spirits, ghosts
"lg Office in Chisholm Block
The only man who -was not 'to the life'devils?
'trill Josephine Street. Phone 29.
f one would have dreamt of able yearning for some.
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'Now What is this?' thought 1, "A
nfan shot through The brain does not
remove his cap and. tear the lining
ont, He gives a galvanic start, possi-
bly spins round, and quietly fall back-
wards. His, limbs stretch once and
quiver, and he is still for ever. His
tight -fitting cap may, or may not, fall
off as he goes down—but there is no
tearing out of the lining, no turning
down of the leather band.'
Bullets play funny tricks I know,
but not upon things the./ do not
touch, This bullet had been fired, I
,
should say, from a palm • tree+ and al-
,
ialost on a level with the roof, it had
entered the head below the cap There
was no hole in that whatsoever. To
'winch of these two men did the cap 1 ceaux' and 'Sac a terre,' and came
belong? back to facts as the Segeant-Majos-
' Had all been normal in that terrible approached and saluted.
place, all lying dead as they had fall- "All in order, mon commandant,' re -
en, I might never have noticed this ported lid, and he fell to eyeing the
torn cap. As it was—where every- corpses,
thingivas extraordinary, and the mind • 'Even to half -smoked cigarettes in
of the beholder filled with suspicion their'moutliS!" he whispered. 'The fall -
and a thousand questions, it was most en who were not allowed to fall—the
interesting and remarkable. It became dead forbidden to die.' Then ---Tut
portentous. It was one more Olen- where in the name of Gotl is Jean the
oinenonsin that focus of phenomena!' Trumpeter?"
And from that cap and its recently ,.. 'Tell me that,• Chef, and 1 will fill
t.orn and still protruding lining—oh your kepi with twenty franc pieces—
yes, most obviously toxin quite'recent- and give you the Grand Gross of the
with its edging of unsoiled threads, Legion of Honour,' said I.
frayed but clean--froni that 'O'a,p, I. The Sergeant-Major blasphemed,
looked quite instinctively at the pa- crossed himself and then said, "Let
per crushed in the hand of the deadus get out of here while we can."
officer. I know not why I connected 'Are •you a Sergeant-Major or a
these two things in mymind. They young larrY?" I' enquired—and Us one
connected thernselves perhaps— and does under the circumstances, rated
I was about to take the paper 'from him soundly for feeling exactly as I
the rigid fist,; when I thought, 'No! did myself; and the more I said, the,
Everything shall be done in order and more angry and unreasonable' I grew.
different treatment from that meted with correctness. I will touch not- You know how one's head and one's
out to the others-? I. do nothing, until the Sergeant Ma- nerves get in that accursed desert,
If I was to, be procureur, judge d'- "I 1 -now old son." agreed Lawrence.
• no Phone 54. • P. 0. Box 113. ly said. to myself, "Suppose some Bathed, full -fed and at peace with
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ar PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON with the others?" , de voyage lay and smoked the cheroot
notise those dead eyes to turn to mine
—but no, it was he that hYpnotised
and compelled, until I was fain to
look away.
As I did so, I noticed the intn. who
was lying near. Yes, undotibtedly.
someone had carefully and reverently
laid him out. His eyes had been
closed, his head propped up on a
punch, and his hands folded upon his
chest. -Why had he recei-ved such
"Might have been shot afterwards,"
said Lawrence,
"No. He was arranged, I tell you."
was the reply, "and he most assured-
ly had vot arranged himself, BeSicles
he was bareheaded. Does a man
go about bareheaded in the afternoon
sue of the Sahara? Bet to my mind
the question doesn't arise—in view Of
the fact' of that inexplicable bayonet.
One bayoect more than there were
soldiers and rifles!
No—I Ceased reconstructing the
scene with that one as the slayer, and
I had no reason to seleetia.nyone else
for the role, . heard the
bull voice of Sergeant Lebaudy down
in the oasis roar Formez les fais-;
GET RIO OF THAT
CONSTIPATION
• And then that bareheaded man. It yor returns and I have a witness.' • George."
• who had given me my first shock and instruction, judge and jury, coroner, "I have found myself half -ready to
and perhaps avenger--everythin -murder a iccin • for dropping a plate.'
brought it home to niy wondering • g P
was he—a very handsome fellow too— .
should be done in due form—and my
'Teport upon the impossible affair' be
of some value, tbo. ,
But without touching the paper,' I
could see, and I saw with surprise—
though the Bon Dieu knows I had
not much capacity for surprise left
in my stunned mind—that the -writing
was in English!
Why should that be added to my
conntindrurns? A paper with English
writing on it, in the hand of a dead
French officer in a block -house in the
heart ortlie Territoire Militaire of
Sahara!"
"Perhaps the bloke was English,"
suggested Lawrence. "I have heard
that there are some in the Legion,"
"No," was the immediate reply.
That he certainly was not. A typical
Frenchman of the Midi—a stoutish,
florid, blue -jowled fellow of tfull hab-
it. Perhaps a Provencal—thousands_
like him in Markeilless, Arles, Nimes,
Avignon, Careassonne, Tarascbn.
Might have been the good Tartarin
himself. Coliceivably a. Belgian; pos-
sibly a Spaniard or Italian, but most
Certainly not an Englishman. Still
mind that the men who watched me
were all dead.
. You see, all but he had their faces
in the deep shade of the big peaks of
their kepis—whilst he, bareheaded -and
shot through the centre of, the fore-
head, was dead obvously,— even ,to
short-sighted me, looking up from be-
low against the strong sunlight; even
• to me, deceived at first • by his life-
like attitude.
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be
ide General Practitioner
fs• Graduate University of Toronto
work of corpse -drilling had overlookcould o er u
- My Sergeant-Major as
Faculty of Medicine ed it—or indeed had been going to just that.
was one who lay on his back. It was 1 "I firmly believe in whiskey, ghost
.
curious, that recumbent corpse with of a salary and a devil of a t time.
closed eyes and folded'hands, but, I Seen 'ena, myself," was the reply,"
did not see that it bffered any clue, I was the reply.
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set the dead max up when the final' 'Spirits, Ghosts! Devils! h
' e whisp-
tragedy, whatever it was, occurred. ' ered, when he realized that my sous -
It
may have been that the sous -of- officer had been murdered, apparently
ficier was.. going to arrange this very' by a corpse, and that the trumpeter
corpse when he was attacked. Or, • had absolutely vanished into thin air,
as I says the officer may have been Ileaving not a trace of himself, and ef-
dead the whole time, or part of it, and , fecting the evaporation of his rifle as
the last survivor may have had this .-well as of his trtunpet and everything
last work cut short by a bullet, be- ' else.
fore he had put the man in position. This was not very helpful, strongly
But if so ,where -was he? Was it as I was tempted to endorse it.
the man -who had fired the two shots=1 `Sergeant-Major Dufour,' said I, 'I
in answer; to mine—and if so, what , am going to propound theories and
had become of him? Why had he fire4. you are going to find the weak points,
if he -wished to hide or escape? I in thein. The absurdities and idiocies
My head spun. I felt I was going in them.• ' if li
mad. • „. I Post vedettes far out, all around
And then I said to myself, 'Courage, the ple,ce, and let the men fall out
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rible roof agaln and clearly make cer- Sergeant Lebaudy will be in corn -
ford Block, four doors north of Post
And, as I glanced at their two kepis
lying there, I noticed something pe-
culiar.
• One. had been wrenched -and torn
from within. The lining, newlyripped,
was protruding, and the inner leather
band was turned down and outward.
It was aethough something had re-
cently been torn violently out of the
eaP—something concealed in the lin-
ing perhaps? ,
No, it was not the freak of the ric-
Ocheting bullet. The standing man
had been hit just above the nose and
under the cap, the recumbent man was
hit in the chest.
tain of two points. First: Is there mand. Tell him that fires may be
°filc6.any one of those standing corpses who .1 lighted and soupe made, but that in
Hours 2 to 5; 7 to 8.30 p. m, and by has not quite obvionsly becn arranged,' an hour's time all are to on grave -
propped up, fixed in position? If so— digging fa.tigue. He is to repoit
,appointmenta. Special appointments • • •
.inade for those coming any distance.
and was afterwards shot by the Ar- 1 Lieutenant St. Andre's advance Sene-
abs. Secondly: Has.any one of -those galese arrive from Tokotu, or if any -
dead men been shot point-blank with thing happens meanwhilc.lf a vedette
a revolver? (That I should be able to ; gives the alarm, all :',-tre to enter the
tell at a glance.) If so, that is the Ifort immediately—otherwise no One
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myself and felt ashamed—for the good per, Confession. Important. Please.
fellow took it well. publish.
`Did your Excellency make a thor- For fear that any -innocent person.
ough search?' he asked, rebukingly inaY be suspected„ I fully and freely
polite. confess that it was I, and I alone,
"But, my dear Chef, what need to who stole the great sapphire jewd„
make a thorough search • for a living known, as "Blue Water."" '
man, a hale and hearty, healthy sol- - "What," shouted George Lawrence,/.
dier, in a small place into which he jumping 'up. "What are you saying,
had been sent, to open'the gate? Mon de 'Beaujolais?"
Dieu! He has legs! He has a tongue ......"Aha! my little George," smiled the
in his head! If he were here, would- Frenchman, gloating. "And where
is-
n't he be here?' I asked. • the phlegrne Britanrdque now -'may E
'Murdered perhaps,' was the reply. ask? That made you sit:up, quite liter -
`By whom? Beetles?' I sneered. ally, didn't it? We do not yawn now,,
He shrugged his shoulders, and my little George,,clo we?"
poirited to the sous officier with a George Lawrence stared at
his
dramatic gesture. • friend, incredulous, open-mouthed.
That -one had not been murdered by "But that is Lady Brandon's jewel!
beetles or lizards! What on earth ; ." stammered Law-
rence, sitting down heavily. "Are you)
'Yes,' said L 'Now reconstruct
on romancing de Beaujolais. Being.;
this crime, first reading. what is
this paper,' and I opened the stiffened funny?" • -
"I am telling you -what was ivrittenn
fingers and took it, There was a
this paper—which will show yote,
dirty crumpled torn envelope the, on
when I can get at rny dispatch -case,
too. Now Georges, mon vieux, •pre -
less was the standing- an an olive- pare yourself. You are, going to show my friend," was the reply.
cheeked Italian or Sicilian." a little emotion my frozen English- (To Be Continued)•
"And the-. recumbent bareheaded m„1.,, '
Lawrence smiled faintly. `. Trappers' Licenses
chap?" said Lawrence.
' "It was 'a most extraordinary docu- Provincial Officer Phippen has re--
"Ah—quite another affair that! He
rnent," continued de Beaujolais. "I'll ceived a large quantity' 0,1 licenses•
might very well have been English.
show it to you when we get on board for trappers and hunters. It
nill
his nationality, I should havesaid, 'A •
On the envelope was, `To the Chief ,Pgaoyitigyheuunttiongs[ee Mr. Phippen before.
Iri fact had I been asked to guess at the ship
.It was something like this:
Northener certainly. English most
pkobably.' He would have been well
in the picture in the Officers' Mess of
one of your regiments. Just the type
turned out by your Public schools and
Universities by the thousa.nd.
What you are thinking is exactly
what occurred to me. , English writ-
irig on the paper; an English -looking
legionary; his cap lying near the man
who held the paper crushed in his
hand; the lining just torn out of his
cap; Ha! Here was a glimmer of
light, a possible clue, I was just
reconstructing the scene when I
heard the Sergeant-Major ascending
the stair. . .
Had this Englishman killed the sous
Officer while the latter tore some doc-
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cap? Obviously not. The poor fell-
ow's bayonet was in its sheath at his
side, and if he had done it—how did
he got himself into position?"
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