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Baker’s Repair Shop Maple, ant The regular December meeting of the Vaughan Township Council will be held in the Township Hall, Vellore MONDAY, DECEMBER 5th, 1938 11 A.M. for the transaction of General Business Dated‘ at Maple this 151; day of Deâ€" cember, 1938. Richmond Hill, A. J. HUME, [ Nov. 10, 1938 Treasurer., Pay promptly and avoid the penalty of 4% which must be imposed after The Third Instalment of Taxes is due )n “I think it is‘ one of the best actsl ever brougth into force,” said Warâ€" dlen G. F. Skinner. “Using raw milk sometimes is the best way of bring- ing- on tulberculosis.” Membtrs gave unanimous surpportl to a motion of Reeve McBridve of} 'Caled‘on, asking the deputy minister: of education to address the council{ at its January session and‘ give adâ€": vice on school problems. . Things even up. For every poor giml fooled' by a city slicker, a rich. old! guy is fooled by a poor girl. The council opposed a suggestion in the agricultural: committee’s re- port whereby the government would be asked to suspend) compulsory milk pasteurization. If you’re looking for qual- ity and workmanship at a reasonable price call and see our stock of hand made harness and collars. Collar fitting and repairing a specialty Shop Closed Mom. Wed. and Fri. at 6 pm. TUESDAY, NOV. 15 “Pegging the price in the west alome is penalizing us and the rest of eastern Canada,” said Reeve Mcâ€" Bride of Caledon. “I think we are getting into econâ€" omics away over our head,” remarkâ€" ed Deputy Reeve W. A. Bates‘ of Brampton. “I move that we do not suprport the-'resolution.” Peel County councillors last week decided not to suprpcrt a resolution forward-edl by Wentworth‘ county council proposing pegging of the wheat price in all parts of Canada. The resolution also asked revision of rates to put Ontario on the same Wheatâ€"shipping bas'sr as the west. “If you did‘ that, every farmer in Ontario WOuld be starting to grow Wheat and the market would 'be flobdied,” said Deputy Reeve Verner of Alibion. “The railways are losing enough money now, why make them 1058 more?” asked' Deputy Reeve Sher- man of Chinguacousy. Orfficers elected were: W. E. Bark- er, presidmt; Russell Snider, viceâ€" pl‘esident; Victor Marchanlt, secre- tary-treasurer; executive committee, Col. J. UJher, C‘laud Benson, John Riddvell, Neal Wilson, Ernest Carson, George Brownlee, J. Wardlaw, F. Chapman, F. Boys, W. Billings. Lat- ‘er in the evening dancing was enâ€" joyetl by those in attendance. Cater- ing for the affair was carried out by members of the St. Mary Magda- lene Women’s Auxiliary. MONDAY, DEC. 5th Dr. G. I. Christie, president of the Ontario Agricultural College, Guelph was guest speaker. He urged the farmch to organize and 'by so doing receive their rightful profits of milk producing. Other speakers were W. Hare of the Dominion Departmcnt of Agriculture and E. H. Clarke, Toronto Mil'k Prodrucers’ secretary- treasurer. The latter spcaker a'dvo- elated! the appointment of a farmers‘ remrrsentative on the milk control ‘b-oard. Officers. elected were: W. E. Bark- er, presidrnt; Russell Snider, vice- president; Victor Mai-chant, secreâ€" lfloor and she rolled out, a mountain 'of billowing flounces and» furbelows. Young Claudie, my son, materialâ€" ized‘ from nowhere and followed her, giving an exact impersonation of her \vadrlling walk. “Waddle-d‘uckâ€"quackâ€"quack!" p?ped. . She turned on him furiously. ~ “Dee-sist, you imperli'nlent bratâ€" dee-sist she hissed, and then: “Ree-neeâ€"Ree-n-ee!” “I’m not a bratâ€"I’m a nipperl”; my son shrilled, as I made a grab at him. “She called me a Ibrat, mommieâ€"I won’t he called a brat!” he 1" TAXES Schomlberg Town Hall was packed on Tuesday even.ng when m'mrbers of the King and Vaughan Milk Pro- ducers asscciation staged their an- nual (banquet. Vaughan Councfl LOCAL MiLK PRODUCERS BANQUET AT SCHOMBERG THURSDAY, DECEMBER lst, 1938 ISAAC BAKER E E «Ont. R. R. No. 1 II‘elephone Maple 1063 SCHOMBERG BEL COUNTY “That murdered man,” she said, “he was with the Madame Jones at the Gurten the whole aflte‘moon on the day before he was killed‘." “How do you know, Liselotte?” She pursed‘ her lips. “I followed her,” she said simply. “I was curi- ous. She went by tram-way to the foot of rthe Gurten, then she took the fun¢cular up to the restaurant and‘ I climbed up by the mountain It was Liselotte again who came to me with an interesting bit of in- formation. ‘ Strange though it'may seem, I found! out that one at least of her assentions was correct; the murderâ€" edl man was in fact 110 Americanâ€"- his passport, the only piece of iden- tity left in his room, 'having' been proved) to be a clever fake. Though the management did; the impossible ‘io silence the maid and keep the whole affair quiet, every- body knew that thllS was a case of murd‘rr. Lis'elotte, who always man- aged! to get on the inside of things, came '10 me and spoke long and earn- estly. “Ach, gnadige Frau,” she said‘ in her breathless. way, “but this is a bad thing that has happened. This man nowâ€"he was not an American â€"hlis passport] was falseâ€"nobody knows what he was and where he came from. His» roomâ€"it was. all upsev‘râ€"cverything searched‘ and‘ all his papers goneâ€"and his throat was cut, while he was sleeping...” She went into gruesome details, with the relish for bloody drama which I have always noticed‘ as a character- istic of people .with her primitive mentality. 3 It was two days later when a maidl entered a (-erta’n room on our floor and ran out screaminv. The room was occupt-ed‘ by a middle-ag‘d man who passed for an Amer’can and had been amongst us bu“: a mat- ter of a fortnight. He was pre- sumed to be a ‘business man after war contracts. ‘ It was notorious, however, flvt Mrs. Grenn-y Jonrs was unlucky with her young menâ€"sonrr or later something always happencd‘ to her favorites. and' the only commen‘? would lte “Waddleâ€"Duck is rath‘r um lucky in her culws, Wh"t'.’” That she was methodically shunnâ€" ed‘ by her own compatriots was un- derstandable; for one thing she was insufferany vulgar; for the other, she mixed too freely with “the enemy camp.” But she was» d‘ist’nctly pop- ular among the crowd (f young at- taches and secre"aries cf eve“y s‘fe. Mrs. Grenny-Jones was reputed' to be Very wealthy. Why she had elect- ed to stay in Switzerland during the war, nobody knew or questioned. Ostenvsibly it was because of h€r health, 'but she had once confided to me that 'the real reason was that “she simply could not stand, Eng- ]amfl while this war hystcria‘ was go- ing on.” There was» nofhing mysterious aâ€" bout Mrs. Grennyâ€"Jones though there were some rather unsavory stories circulated about. her, these having mainly to do with her predilection for the society of “cub” diplomatsâ€" all the twenty-fifth attaches at the various legation‘s, and hints that the riotous parties she gave in the priv- acy of her suite were really gambl- ing parties. It all happened in: one minute: there was a pink tape trailing- on the» carpet behind me lady-young Claudie jumped’ on it with both feet â€"Mrs. Grenny-Jones halted in her progress and‘ tectered precariously backwardsâ€"there was a sharp rend- ing sound and her “back View” opâ€" ened tulip-wise, disclosing layers of mysterious garmentsatht: door of her suite burst open and‘ the muchâ€" aubused French maid‘ ran out to the rescue, dragging her mistress bod‘ily into the privacy of her room. Lise- lofte was somewhere in the back- ground and, instead‘ cf coming to my help, stared intently after the retreating, disorder-ed figure. “You might. have stopped Claudie,” I remarked irri'baiby to Liselotte. “Ach, but I’ve seen something ..” my handmaidcn answeredudark- g LISELC‘TTE TRAPS WADDLE-DUCK : 3 By Marie Brettâ€"Perrlng : Q s, OMOWfl’WWW “Reeâ€"nee! Reeâ€"nee!” Mrs. Gi'enny- Jones’ shrill vcice calling her maid became unpleasantly audible even -path and I arrived' there in time 'to see her meet the man and“ they sat on the veranda and they quar- before the elevator stopped at our‘rel-ed- much and then she took the floor and she rolled out, a mountain of billowing flc‘unces and» furbelows. Young Claudie, my son, materialâ€" ized from nowhere and followed her, giving an exact impersonation of her waddling walk. “Waddleâ€"d‘uckâ€"quackâ€"quack!” he piped. . She turned on him furiously. V “Dee-sist, you imperJ'nIent bratâ€" dee-sistl” she hissed, and then: “‘Dna moa_Pna<_n.pn"’ funicular down andl he stayed. I stay- ed, too, and I watched him, and I saw him take out many papers out of his pockets andi look at them ami sort of laugh, like he was very pleased about something. And now, there are no papers left in his room -â€"all his papers are goneâ€"at least ..." She stopped suddenly and: changedI the conversation. “Will you wear the gray shoes, gnadige Frau? ‘the laces are frayed...” Young Claudie, my son, material- ized from nowhere and followed her, giving an exact impersonation of her waddling walk. THE LIBERAL SHORT STORY I reached for the telephm-e near the bed and] called the manager. The trussed‘ woman glared at me help- lessly. Liéelotte yawned prodigiousa ly and handed! me the long green envelopeâ€"there were gruesome rus- set stains on it and I dropped it shuddermgly onto the bed. ...Ach, 'but she is a «bad‘ woman and she wears paddred' breasts, and thing: â€"d-is-gustingâ€"flo make herself look more shapely. . .” “‘It was very simple,” she went on ingeniously. “After dinner I just slipped in here and went into the sealed room. I waited! patiently unâ€" til she came with a small flashlight, and I jumped on! her and thai is all “When I heard them quarre-ling', l understood everything, gnudige Frau. I knew that they were syncs Working together, and when he was murdered I guessed that she had killed him and stolen all his papers. But there was this envelope that she had dropped‘ in the closet when she closed the sliding doors. and I found it almost at once and then I knew that she would try to get into the room again and look For it. I looked mechanically,vto‘o bewildâ€" P‘Td to reason. The clothes closet stood wide open and‘ the1m were var- irus garmen"s littering the floor of the bathroom; the back of the 3':- cess was open also, diseVosin‘g a vi'w of the: disordered room beyond. I gasped: “Liselotte, how did you find out?” She shrugged clontemptuously: “Ach, but nobody remembered 'that when the hotel was relbuilt a few years ago, this room was overlook- ed1 and the sliding panels in the closet rrmained‘. She knew, for she had been a maid there 10 years ago â€"a foreign maid‘ who came with a familyâ€":md that is why she arrang- ed to have this su'te and also for the man to have the ream beyond, so that they could! meet whhout any- body knowing. Liselotte‘s voice came hoarsely ov- er the wire: “Please to come at once to Room 472, gnadige Frau,” she said, and rang off. Room 472 was the number of Mrs. Grenny-Jones’ suite. I d‘i-d not stop to wonder what on earth my maid was doing there, but slipped a dressing gown and slip- pers on and went. The old‘ lady was probably feel'ng ill and her maid had sought the help of my maid, whose room was a tiny curb- icl‘e on Ithat floor. The door of the suite was un- locked and I went in without knock- ing. The whole floor was eerily still and I shuddered- suddenly when I found myself in the dark, overfurn- ishcd salon of the suite. The door of the bedroom was ajar and I heard funny, niuflled‘ sounds coming from there. “Here, gnadige Frau, in the bedroom,” Liselotte called softly. At first I could not make head or tail of what I saw: 'trussed up lik-e a fowl for roasting, a gaudfy rearf wcun‘d round. the lower part of her face, Mrs. GrannyJones Ia‘y writhing en the tum/bledl bed. Like an aven-ginig angel, fully dressed but for her shoes. Liselotte stood: over her, a long, green envelope- in her 1y beforn I had‘ time to open my r‘nuth. “I do not know what to do wth herâ€"it is better, I think, to kill her also, for she is, a bad woman. lock, firm in the igathroom...” hand. “Gnad’g‘e Frau,” she began urgent- It was probably about 2 o’clock in‘ the morning when the telephone tinklre‘d faintly and I sat up, startâ€" led. ' bedroom, but, behind the bath, oc- cupying almost the whole wall, there‘ was a deep clothes closet. Were there concealed doors in those clos- ets, which were a feature of every bathroom at the Palace. I had once heard a vague legend to that effect. That; evening, when I rang for Liselotte, she did‘ not come. Nobody had‘ seen her after the “Courier‘s dinner,” I was told. So I presumed that once more she‘ was A. W. O. L. and went vto bed without bothering about her. Suddenly, I realized that Mrs. Grenny-Jones’ 'bathroom was next door to that room. I went. into my ow‘n bathroom and inwstigated. There was no d‘oor, other than that leadring from the THE LIBERAL, RICHMOND HILL, UNTARIC‘ "00â€"h, mommie, WserIe-Duck is gone?” said youn-g' Claudie. “The moan old' 'thing! She promised me a toy aii‘plane if I stopped calling her Waddle-Duck in from: of everyâ€" body now I’ll never stop," he add- ed resentfully. ‘ “She’s not going to 'be killed?” Li‘selofcte said} to me. “That is not just, gnadige Frau, for the Good Book says ‘a life for a life’ and she is a very ’bad woman. . .” Enough incriminating papers were found in her false “charms” to sendl 10 people to the firing squad, ‘but it being a neutral country and there being «on many people implicatetl, the affair was hushed| up and the lady merely disappeared from our ken. it was never ascertained how she came by her name and her money â€"â€"was the moving spirit of a free- lance spying organization andi the murdered man had (been one of her lieutenants. I waved her away and she pad- dJed out on her stockinged feet juat as thq manager hustled in, his: scanty hair standing on end and his dress- ing gown flapping around his» legs. ‘_St1:ange1y enough7 every scrap of information Liselotte had given proved) true. Mrs. G1-:n:ny.Jonesâ€"_â€" All the four bod‘v tyfies‘ available on the Mercury 8 chassis are extm widm, andl seat three persons. com- fortably in from: and rear seats. “All 'the other papers are in thnsc padded breasts and h'ps,” 3110 vol- untecred. “Ach, but I am slreenv, gnadige Frau. “Do you mind if I do not bring your breakfast in the morning?" Both in size and price range the Mercury 8 takes its place between fine DeLuxe Ford' V-8 and the Lin- coln-Zephyr Vâ€"12. It is a big car and a rowerfui! one, powered? "by a Vâ€"type 95 horsepower engin-n. The wheeivbase is 116 inches and the 0v~ eral‘l léngth jusit ~over 16 feet. Brakes are hydraulic. Both the new Fords have the mod- ern gauges, glove compartment, grille for radio speaker installation, cigar lighter, ash tray, choke, throtâ€" tle and other controls well grouped on newly-designed instrument pan- els. Both have headlight beam con- trol operated‘ ‘by the touch of a toe and‘ a beam indicator on the panel. Both have a new instrument that shows: at a glance the condition of the battery. The parking brake lever, which ‘a'ctuates the brake shoes in the rear Wheels [by means of steel cables, is under the instru- ment panel to the left. Drivers seats are adjustable in all [body types. DeLuxe cars are equipped with two sun visors, the Ford; Vâ€"8 with one. Both have dual windi- shlield wipers with a single control and: twin electric air :hvorms. Ford, Mercury and. Lincoln-Zephyr cars are all equipped with. hydraulic brakes. All’ offer refinements in de- sign» and many mrch'anical advances and improvements. Acclaim-ed from coast to coast as the finest Ford cars in the history of Ford Motor Company of Canada, Limited, the 1939 Ford V-8 and’ Deâ€" Luxe Ford V-8 are now on» display. Introduced in- the FordLLinicoln line is the Mercury 8, newest car in motord‘om and centre of inlteresit at the motor shows. The Mercury is a big car distinguished by modern streamlined styling. Its d“sig'n. bears a certain family resemblance to the The DeLuxe has a deep hro-od with long lines unbroken by louvres, 10w radialtor grille in' bright metal, and wide-spaced headâ€"lamps set into the fenders. It is powered! by an 85 horsepower V-8 engine of even more rupigrd‘ construction that the 5,000,- 000- already in use. LHydraulic brakes are precision built to meet sl’crict Ford standards of safety. Pedal action is exception; ally (asy, and the brake shoes work in 12-inch drums with .a total of 162 square inches of braking lining for quick stopping- and‘ long life. A feature of the bodies of both the Ford Vâ€"8 and DeLuxe Ford V-8 cars in their silence, achievedl as a result of exhaustive road‘ and laborâ€" atory research into the cause and‘ correction of car noises. By minor {changes in design and «by use of newly-developedi insulating matel‘iaIS, engine and road noises are effectâ€" ively kept cut of the car. Interiors are comfortable, convenient and smartly upholstercdv and equipped. The Ford Vâ€"8 for 1989 has a full grille and unobtrusive louvres at the rear of the hood sides. Headlamps are recrssed into the fenders. De- corative touches include a radiator grille ornament which incorporates a. compact hood‘ latch and' handle. Lincolnâ€"Zephyr, acknowledged style- leader in the industry. The DeL-uxe FordI V-8, with wholly new streamlines, has a distindtive appearance of its own. At the same time, both it and the Ford Vâ€"8 share a family likeness: with the Lincoln»- Zephyr and the new Mercury 8. New Ford Cars Now on Display “I beg your pardon, your grace,” the young man said, "but never heard of any prefix to the name of Hannibal, Caesar, Tamerlane or Napoleon, and I treated your name with similar honor.” Wide visibility for driver and passengers result from low Ibelt and cc‘wl lines. The running boards are narrow and! the .space gainaedl is 1mi- l'ized’ inside the body, which is wid- est at seat level. The interior spla- ci-ousness and the unusual luggage capacity were ach‘i-cved' withou't ex- cessive body overhang, as the result of alble designing. The body interiors are quiet as well as roomy. With the windows cI-osed passengers can converse with- out raising their voices even at high road speeds. Months of tests on the road and in the lalboratory pre- xcedled' this effective sound‘ inisfil‘aâ€" tion. Shortly after the Battle of Water- loo the Duke of Wellington, who commanded the victorious British Army in that historic .fray, was passing through the palrade groun-dl's and heard a subordinate refer to himself as “Wellington.” The 'old soldier stopped, told the young off- icer that he should not speak so familiarly of the commander of the forces. The l"body types are a a sedan, a sedanâ€"coupe, conrvertfible. The exterior beauty of the car is match-ed \by the distinction of the in- tcrior styling. The tilted instruâ€" ment panel, the steering column support and the two-spoke steering wheel are typical of the car’s origâ€" inality of design. The curve of the steering wheel rim is rep‘ated in the long are of the loo-mile speed- cmeter dial, directly in' front of the driver. Around it are grouped' the gauges, including a new battery condition indicator. In the choice of appointments and in interior tailoring, several new ideas are carried out. The cushions are in a panelled and piping treat- ment and the upholstery in the three closed cars is either broadcloth or bedfonl cord, in taupe-color. The seat backs and seat cushions in the sport convertible are genuine hand- buffed leather. Cushions are excep- tionally deep and comfortable. In all body types, the front seat is adlju‘st- able. Street and No.. or R.R. No. . .. Enclosed find $.... being my subscription for . . . . years. Please send me a receipt. THE LIBERAL This coupon is inserted as a convenience in re- newing your subscription. The address label shows 'you the date up to which your subscrip- tion is paid. If it is in arrears we would appreâ€" ciate you-r remittance, at $1.50 per year. FAIR ENOUGH o u - - - . . - . . . a c . o u u CUT THIS OUT town-sedan, and‘ a sport fAt Maple Freight Sheds Jones C031 Co FIRST CLASS BREAD FLOUR ALSO MONARCH PASTRY FLOW FINE SALT, 100 1b. sack .... 6&- COARSE SALT, 100 lb. sack .. 7h. 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