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' TREASURER’S SALE OF LANDS Part 2" [own of Dmhum 'lr'eusmer’s Qthce, 10th August, 1914. F11 at published m The Dmh: un Chronicle 13th August, A.D. 1914 This World=Wide War has created demand for newspapers unprecedentr ed in history. Pt. October 0999090900 0090990990 909900 99009099990909999999090900 *OOOO0.00§9§§33§OOO0090600909090 The fact that Canada: is in a. state of war along with the mother country and their Allies against the combined forces of Germany and Austria and the further fact that Canadian troops are on the firing line, will have the effect of increasing our interest' in the struggle. The Chronicle clubbed with The Toronto Morning \Vorld will be mailed to subscribers from now to the )st of January, 1916, for $3.50. Take advantage of this special Ker at once as we are .obliged to waive the right to wnthdravy it of tBEt notice as the ramifications . __ “AA-O AAI‘HA -\ â€"A--â€" _..-‘_j price for v1 slug. 0 increa‘s'é'r may cause a. vexy rapld ° ‘ the cost of white paper Xgigli-flmean a much higher All the nmhu-mentinned landsfiareEpatented. Reserve Park Lot 2' 49 E. A. ROWE Lot Soverign, Eclipse and Pastry Flours \V e have a larfre supply of First-Class Hoa} constantl} on hand, at lowest prlces. OYSTERS AND FRUiT IN SEASON in Arrears for Taxes in the Town of Durham, in the County of Grey. Every bag guaranteed; if not satisfactory we “ill return your money. A Large Quantity of “heat and Barley Chop \V heat Chop, Chopped Oats \V heat, Oats and Barley Chop Crimped Cats, {01 Horse Feed '22. 1914. SUBSR 131.} Now For an kinds of Bakery Goods Cooked and Cured Meats. JOHN McGOWAN All Kinds of Grain Bought at Market Prices. Special Reductions on Large Lots Qt1 eet Quantity of Land Taxes (1901 "9 Sn eet N. Half acre $48.03 \\ Hunters 5}. } acre .64 . inckson’e s 5}. fl 3018 14.02 Jzu kson s S}. 1 acre 1.62 \ nllett s 53’. 1 1 w. - \ 011m - sv. : . “"9 M“ Elgin St. i. ' 1 g dcre 7. P.) Albert St. E. ) § acre in “4' "‘ Gamfrztxa St. \V 23x165 feet 10.90 C 05128 S" a. 46 .33 .46 1.42 10.05 1.6!) :an a much h'igf newspaper HAY ON HAND The Peoples Miils E. :3. ROWE’S TELEPHONE N0. 8. Quantity of Land Taxes Costs Tom 1 NEW CIDER MILL Cider and Apple Butter I have just opened up a New Cider Mill, East of the Foundry Building on Saddler St, and am now prepared to manufacture ROBERT SMITH Durham, Ont. "3 ~ 1' .'2 0.1: .‘e g )1: 1 )) feet 10.91) 1.6!) ARTHUR H. JACKSON, CALL AND SEE ME Treasurer. Town of Durham. Confectioner and Grocer 10.38 74. -â€" é l ms! ‘ 3 ....l. LOV-* 33‘ u iii-J '3 T :JS" u ant?” The tones of the general's voice had risen. a sneer vibrating through every syllable. “The papers. Lieuten- ant Gibsonâ€"immediately! This is your last chance.“ should be left in your room. lieuten- “You will go to your quarters. sir. and consider yourself under arrest. The humiliation of an escort will be spared you. However, there will be a guard about the place." "I placed them in the safe, and they are not there how. sir.” The tones were quiet. cold. determined. A faint little cry of protest. “Oh. fa- ther!" sounded clear and distinct against the dead silence. The young man’s hand fell“ from salute as he stepped swiftly toward his sweetheart General Love’s arnx reached out and drew the sobbing girl to him. his left hand outstretched as though the mere touch of his aid would be defiling. Gib- son halted in his tracks. Again his arm rose stiflly in salute; then filth- out a word he turned, his steps falling fainter and fainter upon the ears of the pair who lismned with leaden hearts. CHAPTER II. A Man With but One Thought. UGO LOUBEQUE turned the {NWKGt of papers and orders over and over in his hand, a brooding expression in his eyes that told his thoughts were very far away from the butler cracksman who had just brought them to him. A massive figure of a man, he seemed to till the room with his presence, the chair in which he sat seemed to have been built about him. the room itself with its magnificent furnishings was dwarfed by its occupant Greatest of international spies. the rise and fall of many nations might have been plac- ed at his door. rivers of blood had burst their barriers at the touch or those powerful fingers, yet all his thoughts were directed toward revenge against one man, toward the destruc- tion of General Love. Over and over he turned the stolen papers. Only another link it was in the chain he was drawing about the old army officer. The butler coughed nervously, and his master looked up. waving him away without a word 01' praise. The man had but done his duty. Hugo Louheque expected that. The telephone rang and the spy stiff- ened in his chair, .no more the dream- er. Loubeque was at work finishing this detail in his scheme of revenge. Hugo Loubeque leaned against the 11an rail, pencil poised over the open page of the diary which was headed “Loubeque’s Account With Love.” Items upon that page had been can- celed, more remained clear. The hand started to draw through one of these With the ruins of every hOpe smash- ing about her, without a thought save the need for a confidante and friend in time or distress. Lucille took up the telephone to speak with her chum, the wife of a young officer who had only just reached the post a month before. “General Love’s orders and papers are in my possession now. For Shanghai on the Empress tonight. Have the launch ready.” It was a five miles, but her horse could do the distance in short time. Faster even than she had reached the dock did she get to the stables. No time for saddling. for anything save the wild ride before her. Through the moonlight she dashed, the little mare accepting this new freak of his mis- tress with delight. For a second, sensitized by sufl'ering though her mind was, she did not catch the significance of the orders be ing given by the man Whose Wire had crossed her own. Then a feeling of faintness caused her to reel at the power and strength she caught in the tones. She listened. conquering her fear in one triumphant throb of love for the imprisoned oflicer: Resolution so vague as to be indefin- able urged her across the floor and out the door. She did not stop to analyze the impulse which urged her feet across the parade ground, down the streets of Manila toward the dock. A mad despair possessed her as she caught the signs of readiness from the Empress and saw there was no boat to take her out to the ship which carried the precious orders. She beat her tiny fists fiercely to- gether. There must be a Way. There must be. Faintly to her ears came a humming sound from the boat. It re- minded her of another sound she had heard recently, a sound she identified with the solution of her problemâ€"Har- ley and his aeroplane. The aviator had only just returned from the dance when she flung her- self from the mare and grasped him fiercely by the shoulders, shaking him in the vehemence of her command. He stared at her unbelievingly as he made out what she desired, but there was something in the entreating eyes, the drawn face. that told her deadly earnestness. And then the buzzing of the instru- ment told her that she could hear no more. She rushed to the Window, her heart sinking at sight of the smoke curls spewing from the big liner’s fun- nels. The Empress was readyâ€"ready -and her sweetheart was arrested. “It means the honor of the man 1 love.” Harley turned away, turned toward the giant plane. Breathlessly she watched him, waiting his decision. There was a curiously twisted smile upon his lips when he faced her again. “Get in.” he motioned. Continued from nage 6. THE DURHAM CHRONICLE. ‘t‘flYPHs more distinct. the figures of a man and woman emerging. A grim smiie cross- ed the spy‘s face as he put the diary and pencil back in his pocket. for Hugo Luubeque was thormmh. and the item might nut be canceled yet. Grimly Hugo Louheque watched the aeroplane approaching the Empress. Ruthless. above all authority. next to omnipotent with the power he had giv- en ‘his life to build up that he might be revenged upon the. man who had brought about his ruin early in life, the international spy watched this at- tempt at interference with his plansâ€" for such he instinctively knew it to be â€"keenly. Cheers rose from the deck at the masterly manipulation of the plane. Then the aviator's purpose of landing on the liner‘s deck l>e«-;une clear. The explosions of the motor died out abrupt- ly. Then the plane swwped down to- The message in his eyes had been clear. This girl knew that the papers his underling had stolen from the gen- eral’s safe were in his possession. She was his enemy, determined to go ap- palling lengths to thwart him, just as he must forget the instinctive love he had felt for her, this girl who came from the sky and stirred up visions of days when he had known such a thing as happiness. He settled himself in a chair, closing his eyes while he re- arranged all he knew ot the general’s household. Undoubtedly the general’s aid. with whom 'she was in love, had been charged with the theft- The international spy paced up and down the floor of his suit, for the first time in years a prey to emotions that threatened to overwhelm him. ward the deck nose-on, righted itselt and glided to a perfect landing. “I beg your pardon,” he murmured as she passed him. “I thought I rec- ognized”â€" He stopped abruptly, amaz- ed at the expression of delight and craft and joy and guile which mingled on her face as she stopped and stared into his face, and in the clash of eyes the man knew that this slip of a girl recognized him for her enemy. Lucille stared after his retreating figure, her lips parted, her eyes twin stars for the hope that had been kin- dled there. Lucille separated herself quickly from the passengers. She was begin- ning to think again. to realize what a task lay before her. The orders and papers or her father were upon the boat. but who carried them she did not know. Of all these hundreds any one might be the thief. Harley inter- rupted her mood of black depression. taking her hand and Wishing her luck. “Everything is arranged with the captain.” he reported. “And. Miss Love.” be added earnestly. “I don’t know what there is to be done. but you cannot help succeeding when you start with such spirit.” The encouragement filmed her eyes, blinding out the sight of the aviator’. as he started his engine once morel and. with one short glide. rose toward! the element'he loved. Her slender figâ€"i ure straightened as she turned from; the rail, her head uplifted itself courâ€"l ageously, almost defiantly. l The sound of her own name, repeat- ed twice in a hoarse whisper of in- credulity. brought her out of her ab- straction. She looked wonderingly at the man who had called her by name, amazed at the emotions twitching his powerful face. Hugo Loubeque mastered himself with an efi‘fort. He had never seen the general’s daughter before, this "girl with the face and form of her mother, and this apparent resurrection of What had been a living memory so long had stunned him out of his usual compos‘ use. “The voice on the telephone,” she Whispered over and over to herself. “It means the honor of the man I love." H Wilt-‘1) rm my to lug : n drmnxzzing mm j. mm ~\':mdP!'0d up the grea’ ) :3": MHH'PU grew more and v to 1m- mrs reached in: mmnd from th? It was.- an hour before Louheqne rose and moved toward the door. an expres- His somber «5‘99 flimvpd at the cum- pleteness of the havnc {w and wrought. Not alone had (:cnuml Love been struck. but his entire housphnld That accusatory message must not he answered. Undoubtedly upon ,lts receipt at Manila an investigation would he started which would open with finding the source of the original Charge. To obviate this- the wireless must he put out or order. must he wrecked so thoroughly it would be im- possible to repair it until the Empress was out of the zone of ('ommunlugion. sion in his eyes whirl) tufd the mat) :em had worked Hunt 0111. 1n the wireless mum he wrote out his message. wailing 111:) while he watched the operator adjust ms nel- met and Send the message hurtling back to Manila; He wondered at the indifference of the wireless man to the import of the message. It was a matter of hours benflo he got his opportunity. the operator wav- ing his board and going to the saloon. Hugo Loubeque wasted not a second. The sound of the man’s boots had not ceased to sound before the box lay open before the spy. His hands moved like lightning. carrying out the plan he had conceived as the safest and most effective from the instructions of the Operator. In and out his fingers moved, loosening a screw here, a Wire there. “Not the aid. General Love sold me papers.” ' The operator turned indifferently. “Signature?" he queried. The international spy shook his. head. smiling at the expression ot interest kindled in the young man's eyes. He must for once do work oi the most dif- ficult sort and do it himself instead of trusting it to :1 subordinate. To do this he must ingmtinie himself with this than. CHAPTER III. A Second Accusation. ENERAL LOVE sat at his desk trying vainly to figure out What. motive there could have been for his trusted aid’s taking the desperate chance of which be bad accused him. But no matter in which direction he turned. the general was unable to see how the young otiicer could be honest. Where had he received the money so unexpectedly that led him to believe he might be married before his pro- motion was confi'rmed? And yetâ€"a1- ways there was that “yet” to contend with. He knew the boy, knew him so well he had been willing to intrust his daughter’s life to him, and he could not believe that Gibson was guilty of the charge. “Lieutenant,” he began slowly, “I have tried to think of some solution to this affair that will not involve you. You must realize how greatly I desire this. But I have thought for hours and there seems no other explanation or the disappearance of the papers I turned over to you. Can you suggest some other person that might possibly have an interest in their disappear- ance?” “I can, sir,” steadily answered the aid. his eyes holding those of the olden? man. “I am not. however. insubordiâ€" oate nor insolent to my superior om- The smoldering flame in General Love’s eyes leaped high as he grasped the semiaccusation. By an effort he mastered himself. forcing his voice to steadiness. the superior he was himself under an- other’s suspicion. It was more than puzzling, more than bafflingâ€"that ac- cusatory pair of frank- gray eyes. Briefly Harley told of his trip to the Empress with Lucille. the earnestness of her pleadings. the final words that had won his consent. “For the honor of the man I love.” Over and over again he repeated the words, trying to make something of them. Of course she meant Gibson, but what could she find out on the Empress relating to the robbery or the safe in this ofiice? Puzzled he ordered his aid brought before him. There was a certain suspicion, an air of contempt in the very figure of Gibson that told He was roused from the reverie into which he had fallen by the entrance of his orderly, Who told him of Lu- cille’s flight to the Empress.- Alarmed, the general sent for Harley. The Orderly Told Him of Lucille'a Flight. “Harley. the aviatornhas just report- ed that Lucille came tahim this even- lng and persuaded him to take her to the Empress. Sheevidently felt she possessed information that would clear you of this charge and that the Em- press was carrving the guilty part7 K‘-‘“â€" C ~§o-“ Can you tell me anything of such knowledge? ’ “Somewhere. somehow there is an explanation.” be muttered; “And Lu- cille is all that stands between us and disgrace. You will come with me, lieu- tenant." “Yes, sir. You have some idea”â€" “To the provisional governor." curtly answered the 01d soldier, “until this charge can be sifted. Meanwhile, we will wait until there is wond from Lu- cille ln answer to the message I sent." Gibson nodded shortly. He was in a haze still. feeling that his suspicions of. the old officer had been unfounded. knowing that some evil brain was con- niving at their destruction. Gibson did not notice the general's orderly hurrying toward them until the man halted in salute there on the pa- rade grounds. the moon casting an eerie shadow across his olive khaki. The lieutenant felt a warm Into!) 0! pity for the old man. The general straightened slowly, rising from his chant- “Certainly I sent a message immedi- ately Hurley told his story. We can drop in there on the way to the gov- ernor’s mansion." “Sir.” he reported. “the operator has tried to reach the Empress, but there is no response. Her wireless must be disabled." General Love stared at his aid Fear gleamed 1n the eyes of both men, a mutual fear for a mutual object. Who was this unseen enemy who struck such fierce blows from out of the dark? And Lucille, sweetheart and daughter; Lucille, the pampered, dainty, fragile Lucille was undoubtedly near this one who even commanded the lightnings to do his will. Gibson stared incredulously at his superior. Could it be possible that this old man was willing to make his daughter a scapegoat for his crime! No. xt was all too unbelievable. And yet the general must have sold the pa- lu-rs He (-ould see no other explana- U011. .81): what was this tale of land- in; aboard the Empress in an aero- Gliasuu stared wonderingly at his cum, Wondering at the purpling 01' his amend) florid race. Suddenly with a. choking :uugb the old man tossed the Wireless to his aid, the fast blow of Hugo Loubeque: ”Not the aid. General Law: sold me papers." pmnc‘: The orderly again entered. sl- wmzy uussing a Marcunigram across the desk. “A message? You did not mention that.” Curiously Hugo Loubeque watched the operator as he settled back in his chair, almost immediately receiving the flash that a message was on the way to him from some unseen, unknown source. his burns and the shock of the wire- less room explosion he had concentrat- ‘ed the forty years that were past into the living presence of the daughter of the woman he had loved at that time. And she was his enemy. He must not show resentment of her kindly interest, must not betray the fact that he had papers for which she was looking. The coincidence of her tending him was too strange to be un- premeditated. “You must not talk till the surgeon comes.” she smiled. “I must obey: or Came along sliver of light that seem- ed to nudge the switchboard violently from its fastenings. a shaft that reach- ed out and pierced him through and through. blinding him with its burst- ing light vapor. Then Loubeque felt himself falling, falling into a pit that seemed to have no bottom. It was hours before he could piece together what had happened, how he chanced to be in bed. what the cause of the terrible throbbing pains upon his arms and torso was. Then the Wonder of Lucille’s being with him. ministering to him. drove every pain away and he watched her from under cover of his heavy lishes as she moved about the stateroom quiet. cool. sym- pathetic, (lets, you know, because I am only 1 volunteer}! . He straightened in bed so abruptly as to bring a moan of anguish from his lips. In the lassitude induced by “You are very kind.” he said. ‘There was an explosion ln_the wireless room. was there not?” Loubequ. Felt Himself Falling. Continued on page 8. SEVEN .