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The Huron Expositor, 1931-02-13, Page 71N f.! RUPTURE SPECIALIST Rapture, Varicocele, Varicose Veins,. Abdominal Weakness, Spinal Deform ity Consultation free. Call gar write. J. G. SMITH, British App1i . once Specialists, 15 Downie St., Staratr ford, Ont. 3202.12, IS LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public, Etc. Beattie Bleck - - Seaforth, Ont. R. S. HAYS Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. 'Office in rear of the Dorninion Bank, Seaforth. Money to loan. BEST & BEST Barristers, Solicitors, Conveyan- cers and Notaries Public, Etc. Office in the Edge Building, opposite Th Expositor Office. VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. All disease of domestic animals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to and charges moderate. Vet- erinary Dentistry a specialty. Office and residence on Goderich Street, one door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea - forth. A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario . Veterinary College, University of Toronto. All diseases of domestic animals treated by the most modern principles. Merges reasonable. ' Day or night cans promptly attended to. Office on !!rain Street, 'Hewett, opposite Town' Mail, Phone 116. • MEDICAL DR. E. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate in Medicine, University of Toronto. aomLate assistant New York Ophthal- ei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial Slater, Seaford', third Monday in each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. 62 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford. DR. W. C. SPROAT Graduate of Faculty of Medicine, University of Western Ontario, Lon- don. Member of College of Physic- ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office in Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St, Seaforth. Phone 90. • DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of Medicine and Master of Science, Uni- versity of ,Western Ontario, London. 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All one side of the field was black with apeetators, standing space being divided from the riding field by a temporary fence of a single rail. The horses and steers were headed in small corrals along the west side, and groups of picturesque cowboys dotted the open field, arrayed in their most bizarre costumes and trying to seem indifferent to the attention they re- ceived. Blue Pete, on the ugly pinto, enter- ed .the grounds late and unobtrusiete- ly. Since his near -dismissal from Grantham's he had kept much to him- self, seeking no further work on the ranges and disappearing entirely from his old haunts. It did not alter his sudden dislike to publicity that he was to meet at thecontest old friends he had not seen for a year, and then over the sights of their rifles. He cantered slowly from the crowd about the gate and drew up just within the frail fence, noting from the corner of his eyes two groups of cowboys who suddenly fell to whispering at his appearance. For the first rider -who happened to be one of those old friends from the Badlands, Broncho Jack --a well- known "outlaw" horse, Scar Head, was led out. Its dirty grey coat and hanging head, as it loped listlessly to the centre of the field in tow of a mounted cowboy, made the crowd tit- ter and sit back, prepared for an- other of the "frosts" that a Western crowd was always anticipating. It was a natural suspicion where so much of the money was made by hoodwinking the "tenderfoot." But the touch of the saddle made Scar Head •a different horse. Circling, rearing, snorting, kicking forward and backward with equal ease, snapping at everything within reach, it plung- ed to the end of the rope, almost strangling itself. The cowboys were forced to blindfold it, but after that the placing of the saddle was a sim- ple matter, the one advantage of an outlaw overt wild horse being that it usually knows when it is unsafe to protest longer. Broncho Jack, having -himself at- tended to the cinch, swung lightly in- to the saddle, hat in hand and the instant the coat was jerked from Scar's Head's eyes it broke for the barrier that held back the crowd. With a desperate surge it leaped, the crowd' scattering before it, exposing too late for horse or rider a small bandstand it 'had hidden. Broncho Jack had eased himself only for the eap, and the horse had jumped for evel ground beyond. So that when Scar Head plunged into the raised floor of the stand, the cowboy struck I pommel and flopped to the ground, a bit dazed. Scar Head, rolling to is feet, cornered itself -behind the and stand, where it was recaptured y the pursuing cowboys. The next two riders stuck to their I ounts through a comparatively mild dispI'ay of stunts familiar to every cowboy 'but exciting enough to the un- nitiated spectator. The fourth outlaw horse brought out was a celebrated' sorrel from a southern ranch, Rooster by name, a I orse that had figured in every bron- cho -)busting contest in five years. Its versatility and resource were always• the feature of the shows. It had a puzzling trick .of swinging its hind feet about its shoulders and of mak- ng lunges with its' fore feet, so that the cowboy 'who attempted the usual method of saddling a troublesome horse -from the shoulder -had some E • and unexpected moments. Blue Pete was drawn to ride it. Having removed his saddle from ]V!hiskers, he approached Rooster vith due respect, several cowboys, a- nong them Bilsy, rushing to assist. Slue Pete ran his wavering eyes ov- ✓ them but said nothing, though his ace was grave. The adjustment of he saddle was as thrilling as usual, he half-breed insisting on attending o it alone. His foot was in the stir - up when Riley, who was holding Rooster by the head, prematurely re - eased his hold, and the outlaw, skill - (1 in the feel of the rider's seat, leap - like a flash. Blue Pete, largely by uck, was able to release his foot, 'but ;he look he cast Bilsy started that owboy into voluble protestations. At whistle Whiskers galloped up, and :he half-breed, seizing a rope from ,he nearest cowboy, went barebacked n pursuit. To the centre of the field Rooster returned meekly enough at the end of :he lasso, and, with Bilsy content this ime to look on, Blue Pete was soon n the saddle. As he fell into place e felt a heavy tug at the cinch and, looking down, saw it working loose. rl•s Rooster began "swapping ends," ;he saddle flopping up anddown with nim from the looseness of the cinch, e knew there was nothing for it out jto be "piled." The crowd was screaming with laughter as he bump - d about. But with a desperate grip ,f his powerful thighs the half-breed reached over and jerked the cinch free, and almost with the same m'o've- ment sprang backward over the out- aw's rusnp, •pulling the saddle with im. It was the Most spectacular 'piling" Medicine Hat had ever seen, and the crowd cheered the half-breed more than the previous successes. With grating teeth Blue Pete made for Whiskers, carrying the saddle. As he passed Slim Rawlins, head hanging with shame and fury,, he glared sud- denly at the slinking cowboy. "'Slim!" he hissed. "Yuh rotten hell -hound! You pulled that cinch. 1 won't forget." Rawlins, steadily retreating before him, muttered something. "Shut up, yuh yellow -livered dog, er I'll twist yer neck right here. This is what I get for lettin' you fel- luhs drown easy." Slim and two of his friends who had heard exchanged glances. "So it's you been giving us away, Pete," Bilsy said. "We thought so. No Mounties could find them corrals alone. Dutchy'll be real glad to hear An' I can close the shoot- ing gallery now. It's guns after this, I guess you know." The moment it escaped his lips Blue Pete knew the slip he had made, and in his disgust had no reply to make. As he approached the corrals, a man in very dirty chaps and un- shaved face stood leaning against the fence watching him. Blue Pete stop- ped with open mouth. "Dutcky!'' he exclaimed under his breath. The man sneered. "Go on, yell it out! Call the Police! That's what you've come to." "Yer a damn liar, Dutchy," flared the half -♦breed. "You know I cud 'a' got yuh a dozen times in the last year of I'd wanted tub. I let yuh alone --till I see wot happens Serge- ant Denton." "You're mighty interested." "Yer right thar." The half breed's head went up boldly. "I've fooled you felluhs out of a 'hundred head or so, eh?" "We knew it was you, Pete. Bilsy found it out in town. Some day there'll be a reckoning." "You bet-ef the Sergeant dies." Defiantly as Blue Pete had gloried to Dutchy in his work of the past year, he mounted the pinto thought- fully. His whole life was altered in a moment and somehow the thrill of his detective duties for the Police fad- ed. Everyone knew now -not only Dutchy and his friends, but Grantham and the rest of the ranchers. In that light his work for the Police came before him as the meanness of a spy, though he had steadily avoided lead- ing to the capture of any of the rustlers. The only satisfaction in it now was that the excitement of his Police duties would give place to the other excitement of being hunted by the rustlers, in whose code his crime was punishable by death. He returned to the field. The judg- es, overborne by the applause of the crowd, insisted on another trial, and Rooster was led out a third time. A half dozen cowboys came forward to assist, but Blue Pete waved them back. The outlaw, encouraged by its successes and thoroughly enraged, fought away from the saddle until the task looked hopeless for one man. But Blue Pete, clinging to the rope about Rooster's neck, unwound his lariat and dropped the loops at the horse's front feet. As it plunged he jerked the leap over one foot and, de- spite mad struggling, wound the other end twice round its neck. So that when Rooster raised one foot to strike it could not lower it. It reared and the foot went higher. When it tried to buck its imprisoned foot went high- er until the strain on itis neck brought it to trembling submission. Blue Pete took his time with the saddle. That completed, he exchanged the slip loop about the foot for a loose one and climbed leisurely into place, sitting the cowed horse for several seconds while he grinned about on the gaping cowboys and silent crowd. At the release of the rope Rooster continued motionless, his muscles numbed. He tried his leg, found it free, and proceeded to pile fury on trickery to square the account. Weav- ing, twisting, swapping, in the way that had been so often successful as to have established him in his outlaw ways, he whirled until Blue Pete's head swam. But he continued to use his quirt, yelling at the top of his voice. In reckles's bravado he even threw the stirrups free and flogged the writhing horse with his Stetson. As Rooster wearied, the cowboys, as was their wont, dashed' in with yells and cracking quirts. Wlhereupon Rooster, now blindly furious, started for the eight -foot fence about the grounds. Blue Pete tugged and strained. Rooster's neck swung sideways but his body kept straight on, and into the three-foot passage between a row of stake -enclosed trees and the fence he dashed, where even a skilfully guided horse and its rider were in danger. Surging from side to side he scraped first one side, against the stakes and then the other against the fence, the half-breed saving himself at every plunge only by raising a leg to Rooster's back. A warning) yell broke from the crowd. Straight ahead loomed the huge, twenty -foot scoreiioard placed at an angle to the fence to keep the basegall crowds informed of the score. Blue Pete saw it too late to plan es- cape. Ile wondered what part of him would strike first and., foolishly enough, what would happen to the board. As the horse disappeared the crowd gasped and many closed their eyes, the cowboys coming to sudden life to dash to the rescue. Then some- thing appeared at the top of the score board. It was Blue Pete grinning ami wae;II? 4 f1: tr` aonr �� r . aF iliaonga' tgq.:1� k ,Stop -0,, l elyA:. ;had Pilled up 'z i1''ri li lf, treed bo gragrp, 1 tai ^ , t lad s�; ,4 411,9:11 tom, lx : cy I. old i.'�r4il??'2`;Z 'himself up, tb } o' t� ": 1i axki: FRr eyrve t tautli 1pe: olite shoulders jammed s the seaea bei owl 4, ! neath the hoard. +'`'•hair's woi4. Gn gs .14 .0,St Y. It was the grout of the dfly, ...Thi off'+ cheer 'that followed' nrlde+ T i'sy en! Af!ahon poildersd, . , ah43'd., his friends grind then teeth as they they refuge te, take you on llevanso went about the next part of the pro- ,you've' been helping usi?'" gramme. Blue Pete spat . oozitemPtuoua1y, "Ash th' In,,pector, • knows An' I believe • you guessed it len�g Intimate es W'I'ahon 4bad 'become With the strange half-breed, he was always reluctant to discuss professionak mat- te'rs with him. blue Pete had never seemed to hire offiei'ally more than an invaluable assistant, though he had grown to love him with 'an lin- acknowledged intensity. "Pete, he implored. "don't give it up. What can I -what can we do without you?" The frankness of the appeal em- barrassed the half-breed. 'Close as his unaffected simplicity and faithful- ness head drawn him to Mahon, he had developed' an affection for the youth- ful Policeman deeper than an-ything he had felt_ in his life before. NO one had ever been so thoughtful of him. Ne one of Mahon's class had ever treated him so much as an equal. The unloosed affection of 'a harsh lifetime had attached itself to this young man who syccibolized to him the forces of law and order, and he knew the 'breach would be more pain- ful to him than to anyone else. ' "Stay to -night, Pete, anyway," beg- ged Mahon. "I expect the Inspector to -morrow." 'Mahon could only hope that some- thing would turn up in the meantime, though no .plan was in hi mind -only a gnawing disappointment that things had miscarried. The half-breed, by his very origin and career, was' bar- red forever from official connection with the Police Blue •Peter seemed! to read , his thoughts. "Never quite a Mountie, he smiled sadly, laying his fingers on his swarthy skin. "An' not much of a 'tective now they all know.'' But he remained that night at the Post. He was there 'when an exciited cow- boy, weary with long riding, threw tc • A 'bunch of wild horses was' twined loose. While the outlaw, a horse that has. resisted the art of the '"buster," pre - vides the more certain entertainment and the more skilful exhibition of the art of unseating, the wild horse, the one never yet ridden, is the more un- certain. It may only sulk -or it may go mad. In the latter state it knows no danger,, recognizes no mas- ter, until it is completely beaten through actual' physical impotence. !From the field a half dozen cowboys started in pursuit, Blue Pete and his blotched pinto in the lead. With his eyes rivetted on the grey first to be roped, the half-breed raced down one side of the line of running horses, Bilsy crowding beside him. As the half-breed's rope went out, Bilsy sud- denly drove his mount against Whis- kers, and the •p'into, lifted from her feet, went down aftei' a brave effort. But in that moment of effort Blue Pete left the saddle with a tremen- dous flex of his muscles and struck the back of the running grey, cling- ing and pulling himself up awkward- ly with one arm. His rope had gone true, and without turning he whistled, the,pinto catching up before the hors- es had crossed the end of the field. (Changing horses in full flight is not the greatest feat a skilful cow- boy performs, especially when one of the horses is perfectly trained and the other runs blindly straight.. Ac- cordingly by the time the bunch was skirting the fence before the crowd, Blue Pete was seated on Whiskers and the grey stood half choked at the other end of his rape. Awkwardly the half-breed climbed from the saddle, another cowboy re- leasing his rope. Awkwardly he re- wound it and swung it to place on the pommel. With equal awkward- ness he remiounted Whiskers and rode from the grounds, deaf to the himself from his • horse before the cheers of the crowd. Ten minutes shack, and announced that Grantham later he pushed open Inspector Bar- had lost seven horses in one lot- ker's door. certainly stolen. They had followed "Whar's ,that Doctor Smith live, In- the trail towards the Hills and then specter?" 'come for the Police. Inspector Barker examined the half Mahon turned to Blue Pete without bred's drawn face. I a word, but the half-breed, pacing at's the matter, Pete?" ( restlessly before the door, would not look. "Pete ! " "Blast it, Boy, yuh've wasted two minutes since yuh heard!" Blue Pete exploded, and made for the corral. It was a clear morning in early June. The dead prairie grass, flush- ed to a semblance of life by the lusc- ious growth of spring beneath, lay soft and springy beneath their horses' Two weeks later Sergeant Denton feet as they galloped east to pick up gave up the fight, yielding only after the trail; and the fresh early -sum - a brave struggle against fearful odds. mer resurrection filled their lungs That three hours of delay before the with the clearest ozone in the world. doctor could reach him had registered Here and there across the sky tiny its claim, though he had often seem- flecks of cloud betrayed the month, ed to be winning. Twice they open- and rolling up 'abo'v'e the horizon a ated on the shattered bone, but the fleecy ball of shaded white held the wound would not heal. menace of further rain. On the day of the funeral a ranch- Blue Pete pulled up suddenly and er on' his way to town found a wreath his hand shot out to stop his comrpan- of expensive flowers on the trail close ion as he wheeled aside and circled to the •outskirts of Medicine Hat. On carefully about, studying marks the card attached to it was the dedi- scarcely visible to Mahon. Dismount- cation:- ing-he examined' the ground, a frown "Fo.aSergeant Denton, one of the bravest. Sorry. I had to. Dutch Henry." A sealed envelope addressed to the Inspector was enclosed in the box. "I know I'll hit the trail some time for this," wrote the murderer, "but it will be by my own last bullet.- Look out for yourselves. The two bullets 'be- fore the last will be for Corporal Ma- hon and Blue Pete, your dirty- spy." The •half-breed, arm in sling, at- tended the funeral; and afterwards the Inspector read him the note. For seconds Blue Pete said nothing. "The Corporal, eh?" he muttered' at last. "The dirty cuss! We'll see whose bullet gits thar fust" And never a mention of the one promised for himself. Next day he disappeared, none knew where. A cowboy, riding at the edge of the Hills, insisted that he caught a fleeting glimpse of the blotched • pinto fading into the trees, but no one ex- cept the Police cared enough to be in- terested. And the Police had other things to thinks of. The Inspector was struggling in private with a phenomenon in the local papers. Whereas the weekly list of strays had always been long, only two or three at the most appeared now, and some- times none at all. Yet he knew hors- e:- reel ca`.0o ii' d not altered' their v-ays, rid tet did not believe pune'hing had improved. Winter passed. With the first break in the fetters that 'bound the prairie Blue Pete reappeared, his arm as strong as ever, his eyes as crooked, his rope as true, his pinto as ugly. He reviewed. the field of ranchers a- bout the Hills and applied to one for work, but was turned down. He tried "Arm broken, that's all. But damn it, it's the rest o' the summer fer me an' six months 'fore I kin git even." CHAPTER X BLUE PETE DISAPPEARS deepening on his forehead. Slowly he climbed back to the saddle and for ting.'" several seconds sat motionless, look- "Dear old mother!" sighed Mahon, ing off towards the Hills. Presently with a stab of shame. "I must•write his wavering eyes came back to Ma- more regularly." v c.•� r' Tt'r - � rtn � F e��S��rr� rake<�nto,�vh e�nQ�ng �';�'C�a� 4 111hon t4 rtdq d4Sholuld V1P eke 4ilx"l�z� r�otes•h�F, <... - a ahngCl}a}e to � 1 �'W)e'hl xueei ° 14 Bine Pete would says a 1 They threw tlietfl elves, on y ground`, the •btalf 'b reed'il fi geoz ing in leis belt the bejovedi cum. Pim and Mal}on bring 'back,, .is head resting on •liis 'arm,, staring„ o�G tiny bit of fleecy cloud Pxeaepttl ale`' drewa letter from his tunic and gan to read. Blue Pete shifted 'bis.; position noiselessly to watch his eon- panion's face. : "Wot's that?" he asked abruptly. "Letter from mother." Mahon did not raise ,his eyes. - The half -+breed rolled over and stared frankly into his companion's face. "Got a mother, eh?" "Sure! The best ever." Mahon smiled his boyish smile at the cloud. "And d 'believe she thinks as much of me." "'Taint no job, this, fer a boy with a mother," the half -'breed neatened. "An' I'll bet yer her only one." Mahon merely smiled. He was. thinking of the sweet-faced, White- haired woman he had left standing in the low door -way waving her cheery farewell as..(he disappeared round the edge of the curving road. And the hollyhocks were framed a- bout the dear face, and the arch of climbing roses over the path. She was very brave -smiling, the little dimple he had always petted even as a baby showing in her cheeks. Yet he knew he was not out of hearing that day five years ago before her head was in her arms. Canada had seemed to offer him the golden prom- ise of a home to bring her to. But those first few months in the strange land had been lonesome -and not so golden. Opportunities were not hang- ing so low on the trees, and far up there out of reach they loomed only through a haze of homesickness. It was when the cloud was :blackest that the glamour of the 'Mounted Police had caught him. Blue Pete reached across and touch- ed the sheet. "Mind -mind readin' a bit to me?" he stammered. "Never got a letter. Never had no mother t' I know of." Mahon opened the letter. "I know them all nearly by heart. Here it is from the beginning: 'My dear boy:" "Duh! .Calls yuh boy, too, eh?"•` Wingham Blue Peter dropped back and lay star- I Belgrave ing up at the same bit of fleecy cloud agarAa' ace d,hat'���1?sr�5 up Ord! Keep ,Ott; w' WRIGLEY'. consideration. One deduction lie dist. was that herein lay the explanatkgiz, of the half-breed's mysterious disap pearan'ces. By isolated • glimpses of the sun Ilea. kept his sense of direction, as wall:,"a as by a hitherto unsuspected wood sense that depended in . some 'vague way on tree trunks and.' leaves,Abut how far they had some when darknese began to deepen among the trees'u. ie could scarcely guess. Out on the prairie he anew it w'as' still broad daylight, but the slanting raze of the sun only touched the taps of the trees high above his head, and the beautiful spring foliage about hili' • faded into dim outline. Little lakes appeared before them and were skirt- ed 'by the half=breed without hesita- tion. Bubbling streams tumbled a.ois ily over picturesque ledges into som- bre depths, and great trees lay !locked in death and rocky freights frowned unexpectedly overhead. Unseen life moved amidst the undergrowth, or broke away more noisily at a greater distance with unconcealed' crash and clatter. (Continued next week.) LONDON AND WINGHAM that had sent Mahon's thoughts roam- ing. "Boy-430yaaen a muttered; and there was a capital to the new mean- ing it had for him. "'My dear boy, I was so glad to get your letter only a week late. I always worry so when they are de- layed, but I suppose in the thousand of miles that separate us anything may happen to make me wait. Of course I know too that you cannot write the same day each week like I can. You have so much -such big things -to do. I can only live on here waiting for your letters. That is why if they are only a day late I am fret - hon s. "They're in the Hills," he said. "Gone by Windy Coulee. . . An' -an' I think yuh'd best git some- body else." Mahonn only reply was a steady clambered to his feet. "Guess -guess look before which Blue Pete's eyes that'll do. Got to move now." fell. He picked up his saddle and whistl- "Come on then," he said grimly- ed Whiskers to him. Mahon, annoy- M'ahon could follow the trail now, ed at the interruption, folded the let - his companion's strange manner puz- • ter and thrust it into his tunic. zled him. He was more startled' They entered the Hills. The sun when Blue Pete's extended hand once was hidden behind a rising cloud that more brought him to a sudden halt! was two hours ago nothing more than only an instant before Mira Stanton I a beautiful puff, and within the trees ploughed up the steep bank of a, the gloom was deep. Hour after coulee ahead. •Mahon was dimly con- 1 hour they tangled in and out of the scious of a quick movement of her wildest medley of hill and valley, reinhand, and then she waved to them rock and forest, Mahon had ever seen and struck off swiftly to the south. 'though he had spent more time with - But the half-breed was feeling aare-1 in the shadows of the Hills during lessly for his pipe, and Whiskers was I the last two summers than he cared ambling along as if they were only to admit to the Inspector. He knew out for a casual ride. Mahan, even j iinmediateiy that every foot of it while it puzzled him, took his cue. He demanded no explanation, for even had he been able to bring himself to discuss Mira with Blue Pete he knew urging would 'be profitless. And pres- ently the half-breed bent their course off until they dipped from sight into a coulee. Then his manner changed. Leaping from his horse he scrambled up the bank and peeped out over the edge towards the Hills, Mahon trying to piece together the scraps of incident of the past few minutes. When the half-breed returned, mumbling fierce- ly, and jumped into the saddle, he "If they should cease to come, if anything should happen to you away out there with no one to look after you -t-"" With a sudden movement Blue Pete was familiar to Blue Pete. A hasty lunch was swallowed in the Gederich concealment of a clump of low brush, Menset the horses tied that they should not McGaw wander. Mahon gave himself up to Auburn the half-breed's leadership, but kept Blyth his eyes about him, for this to him Walton was an experience that would surely McNaught be valuable when the time came for Toronto the complete inspection of the Hills still hoped for by the Police. The wild growth that crowded in on them was confusing, but each phys- Toronto 'cal feature was engraved on Mahon's McNaught memory for future reference. Blue Walton Pete's intimacy with every precipice Blyth knew there was excitement ahead. and ridge, every ravine and stream- Auburn . . -- Winding about, turning sharp corn- even the fallen trees and rugged rocks McGaw ers-the Corporal knew every foot of that blocked their way -was to the Meneset that coulee leading to the Hills -they Corporal a matter worthy of more Goderich South. Blyth Londesboro ......... Clinton Brucefield Kipper). ..... Hensall Exeter North. a.m. 6.45 7.01 7.12 7.19 7.38 7.56 8.03 8.09 8.23 p.m. 2.50 3.10 3.22 8.30 3.53 4.13 4:21 4.23 4.43 Exeter 10.59 • 5.42 Hensall ..... 11.13 5.67 Kippen 11.18 6.01 Brucefield 11.27 6.03 Clinton 11:58 6.27 Londesboro 12.18 6.45 Blyth 12.28 6.52 Belgrave 12.40 7.02 Wingham 12.55 7.20 C. N. R. East. Goderich Holmesville Clinton Seaforth St. Columban Dublin a.m. 6.35 6.50 6.58 7.12 7.18 7.23 p.m. 2.30 2.46 2.55 8.11 3.17 3.22 West. Dublin 11.24 9.42 St. Columban 11.29 Seaforth 11.40 9.55 Clinton 11.55 10.09 Holmesville 12.05 10.18 Goderich 12.20 10.89• C. P. R. TIME TABLE East. West. am. 5.50 5.55 6.04 6.11 6.26 6.40 6.53 1026 a.m. 7.40 11.48 12.01 1213 12.22 12.54 12.41 12.45 First Picture of World's Grain Exhibition and Conference Building at Regina ''4110 Aid t• Eta • 'r•ce ' OM' ! . v ""npl�� a.� t 1%i THE WORLD'S GRAM SHOW BUILDING • • REGINA •. SASKATCHEWAN • CANADA • • 1932 W 4.VAn t4 .ley.. •ATec•wix ate•' • This reproduction of an architect's drawing represents the Magnificent building now being specially erected on the fair grounds at Regina for the purpose of housing the educational, competitive and commercial exhibits.of the World's Grain Exhibition and Conference to be held in that city from July 25th to August 6th, 1932. It will cost approximately $200,000 and as soon as completed will be placed in charge of the National Committee of the World's Grain Show, who, under the direction of J. 0. Turcotte, Dominion Exhibition Commis- sioner, will immediately commence and carry out the work of interior decoration appropriate for the big event of that year. The building is beautifully situated south of the automobile building. The main portion is 640 feet long and 120 feet wide, Eaeh of the wings are also 120 feet wide and extend 300 feet from either side of the main unit, all providing a floor space of approximately 1$0,000 square feet. It is a substantially built permanent structure with stucco finishrballowing for ceiling space of 18 and 22 feet. Mr. Turcotte is well known in tunny countries, where he has had charge of similar work for te Dominion Government, and Canadians and others may feel assured that the `work when completed will be not only suitable and appropriate for the occasion, but well worthy of the objects tti be .Attained by thio greats undertaking.