8 r%‘ ‘ k Last Sunday evening the choir of the Presbyterian Church of Aurora was present and occupied the choir seats at Thistletown Church,.. Mr. | Harper, of Aurora was also present | and delivered a very splendid sermon. | At the close of the service the choir | was entertained at the home of Mr. | George Farr, Thistletown, who is an | uncle of Mr. Bert Farr, the Aurora | Church choir leader, f â€"THISTLETOWN PAGCE SIX | NAILER‘S | ~QUALITY SHOES ‘ 11 Main St. White Kid 8 Canvas Pumps, 8 Strap Shoes. Prices are right. LAKE SIMCOE ICE _ Above tenders to be in hands of Secretary not later than June 29th, 1929. e ons y r grounds to new boundary. For metal ceilings in two rooms and one hall in Weston High School. The Irvin Lumber Company, Limited * â€" ho _ For wire and iron fence for High and Vocational School grounds, also wire fence for balance of Memorial School grounds. Tenders close June 28th, 1929. The lowest or any tender not necessarily acâ€" cepted. Specifications to be seen at Secretary‘s Office, Weston High School. xâ€"32â€"2t.. FIREâ€"PROOF E/ § WESTON 20 Greater _ Structural Strength Y PROC ud Fireproof Waliboard For removing board fence at east side of Memorial School TENDERS WANTED PHONE SIMPSON‘S MEAT MARKET Special Price $4.50 THE NEW IMPROVED Women‘s Deauville Sandals 1ICE For Sale By Weston FOR also A. T. MATHER, Sec.â€"Treas., Weston Board of Education. The Mutual Class of the United Church Sunday School are holding a picnic Saturday to Musselman‘s lake. Women‘s Institute will hold their June meeting on Wednesday next at 2.30 p.m. in the Hall. Mrs. Bertrum, a speaker from the department will be present and give an address. Members of Ebeneezer Ladies‘ Aid held a picnic on Saturday on the grounds of the hall. Following a proâ€" gramme of sports and races, refreshâ€" ments were served to a large gatherâ€" ing of merryâ€"makers, % LIMITED Weston, Ont. Fu]_l 3/8 PP Thickness New Improved Edge Phone 6745 218 It was only a few hundred yards to where the automobile was standâ€" ing, but the wind, which was inâ€" creasing, threw the snow into our faces in stinging blasts that made walking difficult and conversation practically impossible. I would just as soon have gone alone, but there seemed no way of declining his assistance, so we trailed out in the snow together with an oil lantéarn flickering. unsteadily in the wind. _ The lights of the car were still bravely burning wedges of illuminaâ€" tion into the blackâ€"andâ€"white night. ‘"Let me go with you," Jim Cooper offered. "I think we‘ve done all we can toâ€" night," I suggested to Colonel Stewâ€" art. "That fellow is going to have a hard time travelling very far in this storm and probably he‘ll lay low somewhere until it lets up. The sherâ€" iff can organize a big posse and pick him up after daylight." The colonel agreed. He was anâ€" xious to get his men under cover. We took our prisoner ‘back to the Home. There we found the lady Greeks sitting around disconsolate with their wraps on amid a group of negligee but wideâ€"awake old soldiers having the time of their lives over the extra attraction of a thiefâ€"hunt. "I‘ll go out and start the car," I notified them, "and back up to the gate once more. When you hear me outside you can come out." There were no handcuffs in the inâ€" stitution, naturally, so we bound our prisoner to a chair pending the arrival of the sheriff. He looked disâ€" consolate enough. I was suddenly sorry for him. Poor fellow, all he had done was to make a break for liberty. It was only because we were all against him that he was against us. "Hard luck, old chap," I said to him. He looked up at me. "It‘s all right,‘ he said.. "I dont mind a bit. I‘m glad to stay in here overnight, where it‘s warm. I‘m kind of worried about Julius, though, out there in the snow. I wish you‘d got him, too. He‘s delicate and I‘m afraid he‘ll catch cold." "Well, I‘m going home," 1 said by way of farewell. ‘"But before I go is there anything I can do for you?" "Not unless youre going to tell me what you are wearing those white things for. Did somebody steal yourâ€"" _ e t 5 "No, they didn‘t," I snapped, turnâ€" ing away. "Ain‘t you going to tell me ?" “NO.†I rejoined the rest of our group around the fire. A complete circle of the field gave us no clue. The snow was. falling more rapidly now and even our own tracks were filled in very soon after we made them. I was anxious to get started, too, while the roads were not badly drifted. We had only one lantern or we could have searched to better advanâ€" tage and by spreading out might have picked up the footprints without much delay. _ As it was we worked slowly and ineffectually. We changed our minds, however, when the tracks led out of the comâ€" parative quiet of the timberâ€"land to a meadow. Here they ceased abruptâ€" ly. There was enough wind blowing so that the snow was kept clear in some places and drifted in others. He had evidently avoided the drifts. He had broken away from the road and gone into a patch of woods that lay alongside, as we could easily tell by his fresh tracks in the snow. It seemed as if it was going to be a ï¬gmpara‘cively simple matter to trail im. We told the Colonel what had hapâ€" pened and he sent one of the old men back to the Home with the ladies with instructions to telephone the sheriff. _ The rest of us went after the other escaped prisoner.. $ The sound of the shot had aroused curiosity at the Old Soldiers‘ Home, and now half a dozen of the most nearly complete of the inmates led by Colonel ‘Stewart came down the road in military order. They were armed with rifles and had bayonets fixed. I learned afterwards that the weapons were Spanishâ€"American War trophies which were not loaded and had not been fired for sixteen years. "Are you a ghost?" “NO-†"Then what are you?" "I only agreed to answer one quesâ€" tion." llOI,l!†He was obviously disappointed. . "What are you going to do with suppose." Riding away from the scene of the illâ€"fated play in their costumes and overcoats, the group of players is held up by two escaped convicts, one of whom is captured by Bilbeck after a struggle. Now Go On With The Story He obeyed meekly enough. "«*Will you answer one question ?" he asked deferentially. © What Happened Before The Sheridan Dramatic Club, of which Tom Bilbeck, the narrator, Maryella, the girl he cares for, and Jim Cooper, his rival, are members start a performance of Pygmalion an(i Galatea at the Old Soldiers‘ Home, but are interrupted by a fire. During the rehearsals Tom Bilbeck is accused by the husband of one of the actors, Mrs. Hemingway, of being in â€" love with his wife. "©Yesg e ?" "Turn MAILN ST. COURTEOUS SEVENTH INSTALLMENT ALVIN ROBB FIRST CLASS BARBER SHOP What you over to the sheriff, I {. fé " \%3 ro ).J 1A/ [PELEHrY y ~‘,“‘ s ! ' ‘ B X" | ~D SS rRMAAC TE ADAMS _ Special Attention to All Ladies‘ Work. Beauty Parlor in Connection,. 99 THE WESTON m SE (MiTierrm I Ne eeenelinn s aninticntnn moneaemie cont ies cmmernontnncrenrmmmmannian| n /7 \ ¢ 4W a ILLUSTRATED BY FRANK B. DR/UEN/Q %5 The reciver hummed for a moment. Even we knew that he had raised his voice. The rest of us tried to talk about something else so as not to appear to be listening, but we couldn‘t help it, and a sudden silence fell at her next remark. _ When I had explained what had happened a cerv of dismay escaped the lips of Mxs. Hemmingway. _ "I promised John I would come right home as soon as the performâ€" ance was over, and he will be terribly anxious," she wailed. _ _ $ § _ "I wish I had gone home in the funeral bus," bemoaned Mrs. Lillieâ€" ly. _ (Ornithologist‘s note: Parrots do not chirp.) _ a "That‘s easy," Jim explained. "For one thing I am glad that it wasn‘t my car. For another it will give us all a chance to spend the night in an Old Soldiers‘ Home, which is something most people who aren‘t veterans can‘t do." "Is that you, John ?" she asked in the telephone. Apparently it was. "Well, listen, John dear, I can‘t get home toâ€"night. «I‘m going to stay all night at the Old Soldiers‘ Home." «©¥Yes. of course, Tom Bilbeck is here. It‘s all for the best." _ "I didn‘t hear you come." said Maryâ€" ella. "The car is awfully quiet toâ€" might, isnn t it?" . . A.., _ Y love _ "It‘s probably all for the best," chirped Jim Cooper like a parrot. _ _"Where do you find the ray of comfort in this?" I demanded sarâ€" castically. *3 After considerable delay in getting a longâ€"distance.connection, Mrs. Hemâ€" ingway managed to get the ear of her husband, who fortunately had not left the office. "Silly; of course I‘d come home if 1I)_{:ould. But Tom broke his automoâ€" ile.". _ "It‘s all for the best. Tom. Think how glad the automobileâ€"repairmen will be." § _ When we entered, the ladies stood up to ready to go. onl â€" "It is."" I assented glumly. "And will be for several days to come." __ "Spend the night here?"â€" Mrs. Hemmingway exclaimed in dismavy. "It‘s impossible. I have to go home!" "How ?" "I don‘t know how, but you must think up some way." > The telephoneâ€" was conveniently located in the livingâ€"room so that all private conversations were disâ€" tinctly audible to any one in the building. s w . °_ § Something in my manner must have penetrated Jim Cooper‘s consciousâ€" ness. "Is anything the matter ?" he asked. "There is,‘ I announced. briefly. the pump froze while we were huntâ€" ing for escaped convicts, and as soon as I started the engine she stripped her gear. She won‘t run again until I get some new parts from the facâ€" _T turned out the acetylene lights and started home. _ Jim Cooper folâ€" Iowed silently. _ _â€" _ . s s > H‘éif~__\§5?y to the Home he said brightly: . .. _ _uey.. l "Nonsense!" I exclaimed. "It can‘t be done toâ€"night. There‘s no train until morning. You can call up your husband and explain it to him. "Oh, is there a telephone?" "Sure. There must be." said Jim Cooper. "You talk to John and tell him it‘s all for the best." "TIl try," Mrs. Hemmingway said cheerfully. _ tory. __One look was enough. I closed the hood once more and stood silent, communing with nature. * ldll.lllE. In silent exasperation I lifted the hood and with the aid of the flickerâ€" ing lantern examined Grandmother‘s gizzard. _ $ttk. 5 "I didn‘t notice anything special," Jim observed, which remark put him by unanimous vote into the Loyal Order of Henwethers. Pilk had nothâ€" ing on him for saying the wrong thing. . . se h en The first explosion was followed by a hideous clashing sound _ and then a terrifying thumping which could be heard even above the exploâ€" sion of the motor. "Cut her off!" I yelled. When Grandmother Page had subâ€" sided Jim Cooper asked solicitously: "What‘s the matter ?" "Didn‘t you hear the racket she was making ?" I asked sarcastically. __ _ I noticed® that it pulled rather hard, but I bent an extra effort and yanked it over compression. He did as I directed. I primed the motor . thoroughly. I had no parâ€" ticular reason to suppose that the engine would start now when it had refused to do so half an hour before, except that from long experience I had great faith in the perversity of inanimate subjects, especially inâ€" ternalâ€"combustion engines. _ Grandâ€" mother Page had thrown me down in an emergency, but now that the imâ€" mediate danger was over I had no doubt that she would start up cheerâ€" fully. There is something unmistakâ€" ably feminine about a gasolineâ€"engine. "All ready," I said as I gave the crank a sharp pull upward. "Bang!" responded Grandmother Page enthusiastically. The seats were covered with snow. So was the windshield; around each wheel was a little heap. "You can get inside if you will," I told Cooper, "and advance the spark as soon as I get an explosion." "I wish you had," I echoed feelingâ€" WOODERIDGE, ONT. TIMES & GUTDE SERVICE The sheriff unwrapped a muffler which had been over his mouth beâ€" fore he responded. "Evening, Sheriff," the colonel greeted. ‘"No, no. He didn‘t break it on purpose." There was absolute silence in the room, also on the part of Mrs. Hemâ€" mingway. _ wisl $ s Aloud "Whoa!" outside distracted our attention from the conversational tangle into which we had fallen. I hate to be a kicker, I always long for peace, But the wheel that does the squeaking is the one that gets the grease. It‘s nice to be a peaceful soul and not hard to please. But the dog that‘s always scratching is the one that has the fleas. "I hate to be a kicker" means nothing in a show For the kickers in the choruis are the ones that get the dough. The art of soft soap spreading is a thing that palls and stales. But the guy that wields the hammeéer is the guy who drives the nails. Let us not put any notions that are harmful in your head, But the baby that keeps yelling is the baby that gets fed! "Listen, dear, you mustn‘t say such things over the telephone. Some one might be listening. Besides, you are entirely mistaken. How could I fall in love with a man who looks like Tom Bilbeck ?" "«Yes, he has got & funny face. Of course I laugh at him and all that, butâ€" What‘s that? You‘re coming here? Oh! Is there a train yet comâ€" ing this way? Good! That will be lots of fun. Then we can go home together in the morning. 1 am so glad. Goodâ€"by, dear!" Something in my face must have shown, however, because Mrs. Hemâ€" mingway looked at me and exclaimed in dismay: "Did you hear what I said, Tom?" "Well, part of it," I admitted. "©You mustn‘t think I meant it." She tried hastily to repair the harm she had done. Mrs. Hemmingway hung up the reâ€" ceiver and turned back to our franticâ€" ally silent company. I wished that I could say something to show that I was alive, but my throat choked. A furâ€"wrapped figure came in, shedding snow. : 4 "I simply had to make John think it was all right." o t 3 "The sheriff!" exclaimed Colonel Stewart, going to the door. & "Evening, Colonel." As near to you as your telephone One cost covers everything. Includes a solid oak casâ€" ket that. under the old scale would cost about $300. Director, of Funeral Service A. E. COOK 721 BLOOR ST. WEST ; Toronto LOMBARD 2245 $145 Funeral MAIN ST. S. 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