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: very 5 for ilacs, , etc. 50c L and :h as wath s N l Bag By Louis Joseph Vance (Copyright 1908, by the Bobbs-Merriil Co.) .u-- a at mrmuue lg!!!) there was a resounding thud that defied speculation. and this was presently followed by a dull clang of fimanyâ€"it was not realb' longâ€" wemme the quick rush of Mrs. Emma's feet along the upper hm ind the woman reappeared, one hand Mn; her skirts clear of her pretty feet as she descended in a rush that M the candle's flame to flicker ously. gum! down “Mr. Kirkwoodl” she tempestuousiy. ”grant you find it?” be countered madly. She stopped jerkily at the bottom, did after a moment of confusion “Find my, sir?" she asked. Wt you sought, Mrs. Hallam.” gmmg, he bore unflinching the pro- longed inspection of her eyes, at once somber with doubt of him and flashing with indignation because of his impu. . deuce. "You knew I wouldn’t find it, then. didn't you?” .1 may have suspected you wouldn’t." Nov he was sure that she had been arching for the gladstone bag. That eviiertly was the bone of contention. Calendar had sent his daughter for it, lira Hallam her son. Dorothy had been successful But. on the other hand. Calendar and Mrs. Hauam were mquestionably allies. Why, thenâ€"â€" "Where is it, Mr. Kirkwood?” “Madam, have you the right to know?” through another lengthening pause while they faced each other he mark- ed again the curious contraction of her underlip. "I have the right.” she declared} steadily. “Where is it?” “How can I be sure 3” “She you don‘t know!" “Mud" be interrupted, “I would be giadto feel that I ought to tell you vhatlkaow.” tyeu know!” Theefclamation, low spoken, more ; an echo of her thoughts than intended l for Hhkwcod, was accompanied by a 3 ‘azfie shake of the woman’s head, mute ' tidence to the fact that she was beâ€" wildered by his finesse. And this do- lighted the young man beyond meaS- HIE. making him feel himself master of} dilficut situation. 1he woman would have led again. , bu: Young Hallam cut in none too ‘ marteously: l :‘1 88!. momma, it’s no good stand- ; in here palaverin’ like a lot of flats. ‘ 395N338. I'm awf’ly knocked up. Let’s ' get home and have it out there.” Instantly his mother softened. “My poor boy! or course we’ll go.” 3-8 they passed out Kirkwood shui :39,de and at the same moment the bite party was brought up standing 3:3 graft and authoritative summons: Just a minute, please, you there!” “Itho said Kirkwood to himself . lei ugh. so. And be halted in un- p 33$ respect for the burly and in I “mm“ figure garbed in blue and i blass, barring the way to the can : I imPatience of her sc ' WEI. .- .. p0 ‘ steigmmdy reflected in her voice as E ‘ ““193 Upon the hobby with an { ffdignam demand. “What is the mean- ? L‘g 01 this, offic9r'3h ma‘am" ‘- what I wants to know beneath rimmed the man. unyielding WM “13 resoectrui attitude. “I’u we}: d t.° ast- you to tell me what you i the 2mg m that ’ouse. And what's matter with this ’ he added - young Hallam’ ious stare at i ”allied clothing. “Perh , mitt ed “513 you don t understand,” ad 1'3. Hallam sw ti “0 fours ’ ee y. 1 The hoe-“111 Wit 5 perfectly natural Se has been shut up for somf ‘ mile and» ”Thank There Wa$511311. majam. that’s just it 98?). in t Something wrong going 0! .. bee evening, and I was told (in “ ‘3 F9 on the premises. It‘s ”imam- he got my report t1 mgifcsi§v”.said Mrs. Hallam, will “Malia: a 91111;; patience of one elu to a hello» perfectly plain propositior gen”. “i; 01' a lower order of intelli m Fr the_Droperty of my .son of Com 9‘19an Burgoyne Hallan 00101321 mag“, ma’am. but 1 was ton Milk 1'39 Burgoyne of Corn ”Burgoyne died some tlma 3-; Hem“ is his heir. This is m3 me to the house this era! fell unconscious I became worriet‘ about him and drove over, accom panied by my friend Mr. Kirkwood.’ The policeman looked his troubled state of mind and wagged a doubtfu I headoverthecase. Therewashil duty, and there was, opposed to it, the fact that all three were garbed in the livery of the well to do. At length, turning to the driver, he demanded, received and noted in his memorandum book the license number of the equipaae. “It’s a very unusual case, ma’am.’ he apologized. “I ’opes you won’t ’olc‘ it against me. I’m only trying to dc my duty”-â€" “And safeguard our property. Yor are perfectly justified, officer." ‘Thank you, ma’am. And would yor mind giving me your cards, please, :11 of you '2” "Certainly not.” Without hesimflor the woman took a little hand bag from the seat of the carriage and produced a card. Her son likewise found hi! case and handed the ofiicer an oblong 811p. ‘ venocardswithme,”theAmeri can told the policeman. “My name however, is Philip Kirkwood, and Pr: staying at the Pass.” “Very good, air; thank you.” The man panelled the information in hit little book. ‘Thank you, ma’am, and Mr. Hallam, sir. Sorry to have de- tained you. Good morning.” Kirkwood helped young Hallam into the carriage, gave Mrs. Hallam his hand and followed her. The man Eo cies shut the door, mounting the box beside the driver. Immediately they were in motion. CHAPTER XII. HE American got a final glimpse of the bobby, standing in front of No. 9 Frognall street and watching them with an air of profound uncertainty. He had Kirk- wood’s sympathy therein, but he had little time to feel with him, for Mrs. Hallam turned upon him very sud- denly. “Mr. Kirkwood, will you be good enough to tell me who and what you are?” The young man smiled his homely, candid smile. “I’ll be only too glad, Mrs. Hallam, when I feel sure you'll do as much for yourself.” She gave him no answer. It was as if she were choosing words. Kirk- wood braced himself to meet the storm, but none ensued. There was rather a lull, which strung itself out indefinitely to the monotonous music of hoofs and rubber tires. The carriage stopped before a house with lighted windows. Eccles jumped down from the box and scurried to open the front door. They were returned to Craven street! “One more lap round the‘trackl” mused Kirkwood. “Wonder will the next take me back to Bermondsey 01d Stairs." At Mrs. Hallam’s direction, Eccles ushered him into the smoking room, on the ground floor in the rear of the dwelling, there to wait while she I helped her son upstairs and to bed. He sighed with pleasure at first ‘ glimpse of its luxurious but informal ~ comforts and threw himself carelessly into a heavily padded lounging chair, dropping one knee over the other and 'lighting the last of his expensive . cigars with a sensation or' uncmureo gratitude, as one coming to rest in the shadow of a great rock in a weary land. He was very sleepy. Through the balls, on the stairs, there were hurryings and scurrying of feet and skirts, confused with mun 3 muring voices. Presently, in an ad. ’ joining room, Philip Kirkwood heard a maldservant wrestling hopefully with that most exasperatlng of mod- ern time saving devices, the telephone as countenanced by our English cons ins. Her patience and determination won his approval, but availed nothing for her purpose. In the outcome the telephone triumphed, and the maid gave up the unequal contest. Later a butler entered the room, a short and sturdy fellow, extremely ill at ease. Drawing a small cabaret tr.- the side of Kirkwood’s chair, he placed thereon a tray, deferentially im- parting the information that “Mrs ’Allam ’as thought ’ow as Mr. Kirk- wood might care for a bit of sup per.” “Please thank Mrs. Hallam for me.” Klrkwood’s gratified eyes ranged the laden tray. There were sandwiches biscuit, cheese and a pot of black cofi tee. with sugar and cream. “It was very. kindly thought of." he added. , “Very aood. sir; thank you. sire”; TEE LINDSAY POST L1,... ‘ sumo meson ion FOUR LONG YEARS! NOW IAN-BUN HAS MALE) 11‘ You can’t equal Zam-Buk for sores of all kinds, whether recent. or of long standing. That is the opinion of Mrs. Wilson, of 110 Wickson ave, Toronto. Mrs. Wilson says: “About four years ago a sore spot appeared on the right side of my face, just about. the angle of the jaw, This spot increased in size un- til it became about half an inch in diameter, and very troublesome. I went to a doctor, from whom at different times during fifteen years I treatment, but the l ' ‘t - , mg to set some propel-or he desirec’ 0 0‘“ ment I g°t dld not have and. it seems, tripped on the stairs ant ‘ had received any . on the sore.,I had it icatnterized‘, tried all kinds of poul- tices and all kinds of calves, but it was no good, and this continued for .four years. A sample of Zam-Buk was one day left at. our house and I used it. "‘Although the quantity was so small, it seemed to do me some good, so I purchased from Mr. Bauld, druggist Scollard and Yonge streets, 9. supply of Zam-Buk. Each box did me more and more good and to my delight, before I had been us- ing Zam-Buk three weeks, I saw that it was going to heal the sore. In less than mmonth it was healed. It has now been healed for almost a year, and at the present time the only trace of it is a small patch of skin a little whiter than the sur- rounding tissue. If Zam-Buk can heal a. sore of this kind, which had defied all treatment for four years, I am sure it must be a thing need- ed in scores of homes.” Try; Zam-Buk for eczema, ulcers, sores, bad leg, varicose ulcers, skin eruptions, face spots, baby’s rashes inflamed places, piles, blood poison- ing and all skin injuries and diseas- es. 50c. all druggists and stores or post free from Zam~Buk Co., Toron- to, for priCe. Refuse “just as goods” and imitations. The man turned to go, shuffling soundlessly. Kirkwood was suddenly impressed with his evasiveness. Ever since he had entered the room his countenance had seemed turned from the guest. “Eccles!” he called sharply at n ven- ture. The butler halted, thunderstruck “Ye-es, s-sirl" "Turn round, Eccles. I want a look at you.” Eccles faced him unwillingly with a stolid front, but shifty eyes. Kirk- you now. You’ll remember me, too, won’t you? You’re a bad actor, aren't you, Eccles?" “Yes, sir; thank you. sir,” mumbled the man unhappily and took instant advantage of the implied permission to go. , Intensely diverted by the recollec- tion of Eccles’ abortive attempt to stop him at the door of No. 9 and wonder- ing, now that he came .to think of it. why precisely young Hallam had deem- ed it necessary to travel with a body- guard and adopt such furtive methods to enter into as well as to obtain what was asserted to be hie own property. Kirkwood turned actiVe attention to the, lunch. Thoughtfully he poured himself a cup of coffee, swallowing it hot and black as it came from the silver pot. then munched the sandwiches. It was. kindly thought of, this early morning repast. Mrs. Hallam seemed more and more a remarkable woman Wlth eachmhase of her character that shechocetoaisclose. Atoddswith him,sheyettooktlmetothlnkofhls W W amongthecolonel's paperoand with- outDorothywerepowu-lemtopumo agggchjgggmv‘i'emg,“ “Mr. Kirkwood might care for a bit of supper.” wood glanced him up and down, grin- ning. “Thank you, Eccles. I’ll remember creature needs. Women, he propound. ed gravely, are queer. There’s no tell- ing anything about them. One of the most unreadable speci- mens of the sex on which be pro- nounced this highly original dictum entered the room just then, and he found himself at once out of his chair and his dream, bowing. "Mrs. Hallam." The woman nodded and smiled gra- ciously. “Eccles has attended to your needs, I hope? Please don’t stop smok- ing.” She sank into an armchair on the other side of the hearth and, prob- ably by accident, out of the radius of illumination from the lamp, sitting sidewise, one knee above the other, her white arms immaculate against the somber background of crimson. She was very handsome, indeed, just then, though a keener light might have proved less flattering. “Now, Mr. Klrkwood?” she opened briskly, with a second intimate and friendly nod, and paused, her pose re- ceptive. Klrkwood sat down again, smiling good natured appreciation of her un- prejudiced attitude. “Your son, Mrs. Hallam”- “Oh, Freddie’s doing well enough. Freddie," she explained, “has a deli- cate constitution and has seen little of the world. Such melodrama as to- night’s is apt to shock him severely. We must make allowances, Mr. Kirk- wood. I think," she said deliberately, “that it is time we came to an under- standing.” Kirkwood agreedâ€"“Yes," affabiy. “I purpose being perfectly straight- forward. To begin with, I don’t place you, Mr. Kirkwood. You are an un- known quantity, a new factor. Won’t you please tell me what you are and- are you a friend of Mr. Calendar’s?” “I think I may lay claim to that honor, though"-â€"to Kirkwood's way, of seeing things some little frankness on his own part would be essential if they were to get on-“I hardly know him, Mrs. Hailam. I had the pleasure of meeting him only this afternoon.” She knitted her brows over this statement. “That, I assure you, is the truth,” he laughed. “But I really don’t understand.” “Nor 1, Mrs. Hallam. Calendar aside, I am Philip Kirkwood. Ameri- can, resident abroad'for some years, a native of San Francisco, of a cer- tain age, unmarried, by profession a poor painter.” “And?” “Beyond that? I presume I must tell you, though I confess I'm in doubt.” He hesitated, weighing can- dor in the balance with discretion. “But who are you for? Are you in George Calendar’s pay?" “Heaven forfendl” piously. “My sole interest at the present moment is to unravel a most entrancing mys- tery.” , “Entitled ‘Dorothy Calendar,’ of course. You‘ve known her long?" “Eight hours, I believe," he admit- ted gravelyâ€"“less than that, in fact.” “Miss Calendar’s interests will not suffer through anything you may tell me." “Whether they will or no, I see I must swing a looser tongue or you’ll be showing me the door." The woman shook her head, amused. “Not until,” she told him significantly. “Very well, then.” And he launched into an abridged narrative of the night’s events as he understood them. touching lightly on his own circum- stances, the real poverty which had brought him back to Craven street by way of Frognali. “And there you have it all, Mrs. Hailam." “It is so like Calendar," she exclaim- ed, “so like him that one sees how foolish it was to trustâ€"no, not to trust, but to believeâ€"that he could ever be thrown off the scent once he got nose to ground. So if we suffer, my son and l, I shall have only my- self to thankl" Kirkwood waited in patient atten- tion till she chose to continue. When she did, “Now for my side of the case!” cried Mrs. Hallam and, rising began to pace the room, her slender and rounded figure swaying grace- fully the whiie she talked. “George Calendar is a scoundrel,” she said. “a swindler.. gamblerâ€"what i“ believe you Americans call a conn- dence man. He is also my late hus- band’s first cousin. Some years since he found it convenient to limve Eng- land, likewise his wlfe and daughter. Mrs. Calenderâ€"a countrywoman of yours, by the byeâ€"died shortly after5 ward. Dorothy, by the mereut ach« dent, obtained a situation as private secretary in the household of the late Colonel Burgoyne of The Cliffs, Corn- wall. You follow me?" “Yes, perfectly." “Colonel Burgoyne died, leaving his estates to my son, some time ago. Shortly afterward Dorothy Calendar disappeared. We know now that her father took her away, but then the disappearance seemed inexplicable, especially since with her vanished a great deal of valuable information. She alone knew of the location of cer- tain of the old colonel’s personal ef- fects. “He was an eccentric. One of his peculiarities involved the secreting of valuables in odd places. He had no faith in banks. Among these valua- bles were the Burgoyne family jewels â€"qulte a treasu’ re, believe me, Mr. Kirkwood. We found no note of them at“ wvmmierawweé " ‘-". ‘{ ’1.‘f/~$.«;.,~og‘€,3wmu~3m m .'~’ l l PAGE 3 FA‘RM FOR SALE FARM FOR SALEâ€"100 acres in the ' Township of Elhon, lot 6 Con. 11, 65 eta-es cleared and tillable and balance pasture and poplar swamps. Well watered by two wells and never failing spring. One mile from school, church, store and PD. Log barn, and house, and log outbuildings. Will be sold cheap as proprietor is going west. Apply to DOUGAL- l SPENCE, Hartley P.O.â€"Wtf. 1 Doctor Kenny has, through his thirty years ex- perience as a. veterinary, found ' no preparation equal to Kenny ’ 5 Condition Powders -"‘.â€" OR SALEâ€"0n South East corner Glenelg and St. Lawrenceâ€"sis, for putting a. horse into con- dition by natural means. It is an idea! tonic. It improves di- gestion; it purifies the blood. SOLD ONLY AT Duncan’s Drug Store employed -uetectfves, with “ho result? It seems that father and daughter were at Monte Carlo at the time." “Beautifully circumstantial, my dear ' For further ARM FOR SALEâ€"Lot 11, con. 11 Emily; 200 acres more or less ; 140 acres cleared, balsam, tamarack swamp. New frame house and frame barn 36x80. Small orchard well wat- ered, 5 miles from the town of Lind- say. Property of DENNIS SCULLY, Price right for a quick sale. Apply to Elias Bowes, ‘Real Estate Agent, Lindsayâ€"W. Consxstmg of 100 acres. moreor less barn only, known as the VViison Farm, being Lot 1. Con. 8. Eldon, on the Town line between Mariposa and El- don, ] mile east of Grass Hill station. . This Farm will be sold at a. bargain on easy rms. Immediate possesion parmcdars write D’ D McEACHERN or T. A WILSON lady,” commented Kirkwood to his Executor-s of the H. “'ilson Estate inner consciousness. Outwardly he maintained consistently a pose of im- passive gullibility. “This afternoon for the first time we received news of the Calendars. Cai- endar himself called upon me to beg a loan. I explained our dimculty, and “Scotland Yard.’ he told her bluntly. he promised that Dorothy should send us the information by the morning’s post. When I insisted he agreed to bring it himself after dinner this evening. I make it quite clear?” she interrupted, a little anxious. “Quite clear, I assure you," he as- sented encouragingly. “Strangely enough, he had not been gone ten minutes when my son came in from a conference with our so- Tn be continued. WANTED ‘foNTEDâ€"A good girl for general housework, good wages. Apply to MRS. SUTCLIFFE, 68 Bond-st., or to J. Sutclifie Sons, store, Kent-st, Lindsay.â€"wtf. FOR SALE comfortable two storey house on it acre lot; 8 rooms, pantry and sum- mer kitchen; hard and soft water in latter; bath; good cellar and modern conveniences. Also good stable. For further particulars apply to MRS. W. F. O’Boyle, on the premises or to box 226, Lindsay P. O.â€"-wtfdtf. “OR Bulls-Seven roamed brick. iReal Estate Agent, Lindsayâ€"Witt. Cannington. Ochâ€"wtf. ARM FOR SALEâ€"Improved farm a of one hundred and fifty acres, more or less, being composed of the gSouth Half of Lot Twenty (20) in {the Tenth and the West part of Lot gTwenty £20 in the eleventh Conces- sion of the Township of. Ops. This land is good clay loam, suitable for any kind of grain, drained, and’ all cleared but about Fifteen (15) acres of pasturage, through which there is running water. Situated three miles East of Lindsay, on good gravel road. There is a frame dwelling. kit- chen and woodshed. Large frame barn 45x75 feet with stone foundation and stabling for all kinds of stock. Ap- ply to MOORE JACKSON, Soliciâ€" tors, Lindsay, Ont or A. BLACK- WELL, 1 Notre Dame Street, West, MontreaLâ€"wtf. OR SALE OR TO RENTâ€"Par: of lot 21, con. 7, Ops, just east of town, containing about 35- acres of good land, well drained. There is on the premises a. one storey frame house, good stable, driving shed and hen coop. Good well, l acre of good bearing orchard, % acre of new straw- berry bed. Will also sell cheap 1 good cultivator, wagon, disk barrow. be.- ry boxes, crates, stands, etc. every- thing necessary for the cultivation and growing of strawberries, also a. mare and colt. ‘Apply on the premis- or address JAS. MAHER, P. 0. box 292. Lindsay, Ont. â€"wtf. ARM FOR SALEâ€"Lot 15, con. 2, Fenelon, containing 93; acres, more or less, adjoining the village cf Islay. 90 acres cleared and about 4} acres hardwood bush. New frame barn 50x65 on stone wall with first- , class stabling complete, cement floor. Log house, well finished inside, partly plastered and partly boarded. School post ofice and blacksmith shop with- in a. few rods of farm, 6 miles frorr Cambray station. Grass Hill and Cameron grain markets. The proper- ty of JOHN R. COWISON. For fur- ther particulars apply to Elias Bowes 7 .no I WARM FOR SALEâ€"50 acres being S. W. i» of lot 9, con. 8, Ops. There are on the premises good farm buildings and a never tailing spring: land is firstâ€"class. This property will be sold on reasonable terms. Apply GEO. MARTIN, Fenelon Falls, Out. ARM FOR SALEvâ€"loo acres, east half lot 16, con. 9, Ops, all cleared, good frame house and frame barn with stone stabling. 5 miles house with } acre of land : hard ' from town ‘of Lindsay; the Honey and soft water. Apply to Mrs- A- property. Terms easy: wants to sell White, 27 Victoria-ave. . Lindsay. FARM T0 RENT ARM TO RENTâ€"Two hundred acres, being lots 3 in 8th Con- and 4 in the 9th Can. of the Tawn- ship of Emily. Will be rented either} together or separately. On 101: 3 there are a. gobd log dwelling, a log barn, stable and shed and a. ‘neVer failing well. On lot 4 there are a good log 'barn and stable. A never failing creek runs thns through this farm, makm‘ g at. once. For further particulars ap- ply to ELIAS BOWES, Real Estate Agent, Lindsay.-â€"wtf. Live Stock Insurance I am agent for the General Li . Stock Insurance Co. of Montreal, and can take risks on all kinds of live animals. Dr. Broad, office 46 Peel-st. \â€"â€"â€"- OR SALE OR TO RENTâ€" White brick house 8 rooms summer kitch- en, wood shed, hard and soft water. it 5 acre land, good garden full of small a- firetwlass pature farm. Fall plough- fruit and asparagus bed: good spot ing ptactically done on both places. for retired farmer. Convenient to appiy. to Mrs. Joe. R. Lucas or Mr. collegiate Institute‘and public school ThOfl. my I my , Downe’ ' me. .â€"W3. « "i. Apply at this emcer m1. 4‘52 . f V‘F’F‘W F‘s get-Imuvuv- 3,- -.!