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Oshawa Daily Times, 20 Sep 1929, p. 13

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y 5 SRR Rage eo mi ae ee THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 20, 1929 And the Girl: who Saved Garrard from His Crime -- | and Brought Happiness. Jastalment Five Harvey Garrard, who has never given much attention to the business left by his father beyond drawing bis regular al- lowagee, is suddenly called home by the death of the ac~ tive partner and faces a finsu- cis) erisis in the old-establisb- ed Jestber pouse which no one imagined could exist. He finds that unless be can raise thays- ands almost overnight he is likely - 'to become bankrupt with no plsp to tlurm for a livelihood. Mildred bis wife, absolutely refuse. to belp bim, being en- tirely out of sympathy with her husband and taunting bim with the flat decisration that she married him to be sup- ported in luxury. +" Closed in bis office late at 'night, Harvey tries to find a solution to his problem and finally wanders around the deserted warebouse, In the reception room be finds a stranger dead in a chair. The man's papers show him to be Ebenezer Swayle, an Ameri. "an 'budiness man, and Gar~ ard finds $1,000,000 in me-.. dotiable securities in his pos- session--bonds which will set- tle sll his financial worries, He succumbs to the templa- tion and appropriates the ser curiites, curities, At home, his wife Is "paving an intimate friendship with oderbert Fardale, a wealthy money lender, to whom she has told Harvey's financial predicament, Now Go om With the Story GONE in less than a week was the coating of dust from the tops of those huge stacks of leather in the palatial warehouse of Messrs, Gerrard and Garrard; vanished the listlessness snd lapguor of that small army of warebousemen and salesmen, fretting out their souls for lack of something to de. The long Yow of clerks in the of- fice were squaring up to their work now, absorbed apd busy; the swing doors were opened and closed every few seconds; a stream of passers. in and passers-out jostled one an- other all the time. Harvey's private office was cou tinyally invaded by messengers with cables and telegrams--tele- grams from buyers and cables from sellers, He seldom made a decision without reference to heads of de- partments, but having once heard what 'they bad to'ssy, action was quick, almost premptory, for by some curious freak of chance, the descent upon the market by Messrs, Garrard and Garrard had rumors 8s 'to 8 shortage of hides in cvery market $n the world. There were universal evidences ol a general uneasiness, The whole trade began to speculate as to whether apother great boom was coming. It anything of the sort should happen, the house of Garrard, which had been looked upon as without a head and without initia. tive, was certainly in the forefront, Peter Lafont, ths veteran of the trade, came round to call upon Har. vey iu the first few days. "Na need to introduce yourself, sir,' Harvey said, as he rose to shake hands, "Your picture hung ie my father's dining room. for years," ' "Your father and I were old cropjes." Sir Peter declared, as he accepted a chair, "For a score of years, I should say, we drank a bottle ©f port together every Sun. day afternoon. A rare judge of wine, your father." "We don't know so much about it nowadays, sir," Harvey confass. ed. "Maybe mot," Sir Peter agreed. "It's all newfangled drinking now. adays-~cocktails and champagne and these white French wines. 1 can still drink my glass of port." "I hope that some day," Harvey sald, "I may have the pleasure of offering you a glass from my fath. er's cellar," "Very kind of you, I'm sure, You've been rather a surprise to us, young Mr, Harvey. idea that you ever thought of ever coming back {nto the business." "I bad no idea of it myself a fow weeks ago," Harvey confessed. "They sent for me when poor Arme {tage died, and as there seemed to be no one else here to take his place I am having a shot at it." "Well, you haven't been here long, but you've got us all guessing In Bermondsey, Mr. Garrard, and that's a fact," he said. "We are all wondering whether you have ady private information, From where do you get such confidence in a rising market? They tell us that you're buying all the leather. in the world," ? H smiled. "Our. agents from India and Africa and every large center all report a shortage of skins and hides," he confided. "I have only just come into the business, of course, but I have been hearing what the older and more experience ed servants of the firm have to say, and I have come to the conclusion that prices of manufactured leather are too low. "Neither the tanuers nor the leather manufactyrers have been doing well for years, and they are certaip to take advantage of this Shortage to force prices up, I be- ligve they were bound to rise any: way,and if the shortage is genuine ang contipues they will go higher still." "Well, you might leave a little for some one . else, Sir Peter g'umbled good-naturedly. "They tell us that your American pure chasea are cpormous. My people "a complain that you bave swept the market cleat of all the tamnages they prefer." 'There is plenty more leather to be bought, Sir Peter," Harvey as- sured him with a smile, "Yes, 1 dare say," tbe other as- sented a little dublously, "but if we buy today we've got to compels with yop who went in apd swept the market at bottom prices, I cap tell yoy, you've got us all guessing, young fellow. We don't know whether, to follow you as near as we can and come in among the 'also rans,' or to have a try at bearing prices." "1 wouldn't do that," Harvey ad- vised him, "I em a tyre at this, of coyrse,to think of giving advice to you, but all _our information goes to prove that prices will be Ligher before the end of the week and a great deal higher still before the end of the month, Our sales withid the last forty-eight hours amount to as much as our turnover for the last year, and I can assure you that we haven't been giving anything away." Sir Peter picked up bis hat and rose to his feet. . "Well, it's a Bjaty smack for us," he confessed, "to have a youngster like you come fu from the polo ground anc the tennis courts and take the wind out of our galls. I am glad to see you in your father's chair, though, Mr. Garrard, "We none of us ventured fo com- pete with your firm in the past. We were on your heels just lately, but it seems to me you've got away with it again, What they are all ask! gg down in the market, though, is what the devil] made you start in like this just at precisely the right moment?" Harvey smiled as be escorted his visitor to the door. "As you may have heard, I have just come back from Monte Carlo, Sir Peter," he observed, '1 was talk« ing to the great man there about the heavy losses the bank bad solje times to endure, and his reply rath or interested me. 'It isn't the steady player or the player on a system whom we fear," he told me. 'The man who succeeds and touches the with isspiration," Perhaps I 'may have had just a flash of It at the right momept and then gone ahead becausé conditions were backing me up," "That's all very well, my lad," the older man declared, as he set- tled his bat on his hepd and held out his band, "but don't you take this thing too much for granted, There's many a boom that's start- | Sir Peter declared. We had no er ed like this and flick red out like a farthing dip in a gust of wind. Don't get in too : We couldn't afford to have anything happen to the most honored firm in the trade, Keep your feet on the bottom and your eyes open for a break" ° Harvey shook bands with his caller warmly. "I'll be just as frank with you, Sir Peter," he rejoined. "We're in a sense competitors, but we may just as well be out in the open, I believe fn the rise and I'm going straight ahead." Sir Peter nodded, ' "You're very likely right, my lad," he admitted. "Nothing domestic, I hope?" he went on, pointing to Harvey's black tle, The latter shook his head. "I've been to 'the funeral of Ebenezer Swayle, the tanner, this morning," he confided, "Yes!" Sir Peter exclaimed. " "I meant to have gone myself." A very old business connection of ours. Died in your office, didn't he?" Harvey nodded, "In the waiting room across there. A very sad affair. He seems to have been over here quite alone and we are finding it very difficult to discover any of his rela. tives." "They'll turn up fast enough," "Old Ebenezer was a man of wealth--~a saving man, too, Only last time he was over this side he told me that he had touched the million-dollar mark and that he was golug to re- tire." "I should think he was a man not addicted to personal extrava- gance," Harvey remarked. 'He bad barely enough money with him to pay his hotel bill and the fun- al," "If anything is needed--"" Sir Peter began. | "That's 'all arranged," Harvey in. terrupted. "The doctors are sending in their accounts to the firm, We'll look after that, naturally." "You'll get it back," Sir Peter assured him, "Ebenezer Swayle was one of the old-fashioned sort, but he's got the dollars, all right, tuck ed away some where. od morn. ing once more, young fellow. Re- member my advice." "And you take mine," Harvey laughed, as the two men parted. Later in the week any doubt of the reality in the boom iu prices was dissipated. Bennet, who had been buying agent for the firm of Garrard in New York for many years and who was looked upon as a most comservative person, cabled to London every hour for greater latitude, although his purchases were already mounting to enor mous figures. Harvey, frcea his office in London, unflinchingly sup- ported him, encouraged by a per- fect avalanche of sales which were sweeping in from every center, Toward evening on the Fridas, Greatorex himself, accompanied by one of the salesmen, ¢ame hurrylog up to Harvey's private office, hold- ing in his hand a voluminous cable which he had just decoded. He lald it on the desk in some excite. ment. "This is a very wonderful offer; sir." he ponited out, "which Beas pet has just cabled from New York. If you'll allow me IR put it into less technical language for you," eat sums is the man | "The WIFE WHO FAILED Harve y nodded snd leaded back io his chair, "Go ahead," he invited briefly. "The McDermit Company," Great orex explained, "are the res liable manufacturers in A of a certain class of finished skins-- | glazed Kids they are called--which Bave already considerable contracts with them, but this is an absolutely unique suggestion. Benuvet cables that the firm is willing to consider an offer, on the basis of the prices which he quotes, to take the whole of their present stock and the whole of their manufacture for twelve months, with option of re- newal for another twelve months. It would give us the sole control of the firm's products, with the ex- ception of such small stocks as may be over this side." "Good material, eh?" Harvey in- quired. "The best that comes into this country, sir," the salesman ipter. posed eagerly. "We get more fur quiries for that make than for any other, but the trouble bas been that up till now the goods have been in too many persons' hands and consequently the competition has been too keen. Control of this make would mean an enormous business. It would treble the turn. over in my department." "What terms do they suggest?" Harvey asked, turning to the cash- fer. "How much capital would it require to take over the stock and what is the 'amount of the week- ly output?" "The figures," Greatorex admit. ted, "are extraordinarily large. Bennet, as you will gather from this cable, scarcely knows how to deal with the situation so far as re- gards the financial side of it, but from every other point of view be prays for our acceptance, "You will see he suggests, sir, that some one from the firm should £0 over at once. He has the offer for twenty-four hours, and it might be extended if we gave thems rea- sonsble hopes °of considering the business. The value of the present stocks works out roughly at some. thing just under a bundred thou- sand pounds," "What terms have you usually bad from these people?" | "A nigety-day draft, sir, with a discount of 3 per cent," Harvey rgflected for a few mo- ments, "Reply that we are enter- taning the Jrojouition and that I will leave for New York by tomor. Yow morning's Cunarder," be di rected, "It's a capital idea, sir," Great- orex commented, after a little start | of surprise, "It won't be éasy to get on without you here, but this is (he biggestithing that's come: our way for years." Harvéy waved the salesman away with a brief but courteous gesture and waited until the door was clos- ed. Ja "So fa¥™8s I can grasp the eitua- tion, Greatorex," he said, "we are buying nearly everything on ninety days and amount upon our books is leaping to stupendous figures, We can draw upon the majority of our customers. on the first of the month?" "Certainly, sir," "Financially, then so far as re- gards any immediate payments, we are in a very strong position." The cashier smiled. "Notwithstanding the heavy cash payments we have made, sir," he sald, "and we have pajd cash wher ever we have been able to derive any advantage doing so, I imagine that we can pay in Jnough bills of exchange at the beginning of the month to provide for our engage- ments half a dozen times over." , "Very good," Harvey decided. "We'll take this thing on, Le some one in the office telephone to my house and have my servant pack my things. Ring up the steamship company, too, and get me an outside stateroom with a bath apd find out what time the boat train leaves, If the offices are closed, wire direct to the purser on the steamer." "It shall be attended to, sir," Greatorex promised. "And listen," Harvey concluded, "you had better communicate with me by wireless two or three times a day. Let me know of any fresh cash liabilities and the daily sales. With the figures I shall take from here I ought to be able to keep in touch with the sityation. Let every one leave tonight as soon as they have finished thelr work, 1 Fst probably stay on for .some e.' . The cashier departed after set- tling a few more subsidiary details, and Harvey, with the help of the books which he bad had seat up, settled down to the unfamiliay task of putting figures together. He was interrupted once or twice and from the floor all around him and above grew less and less. Still he worked on till there was absolute) silence, i At last he paused to count the chimes from St. Thomas' Church. Eight o'clock. He leaned back In his chair, weary but content. His! task had been absorbing. It seems, ed to him that through the mazes of these stupendous figures he bad discovered a new avenue tp ro- mance. i He sat quite still for several min- utes resting his brain, which was still. dazed after the unfamiliar task imposed upon it. Even bis minor senses seemed a little stupe fled, in sympahty with his mental fatigue. As he returned slowly to his normal self he found the sil ence of the place after the hubbub of the daytime almost discopcert- ing He rose to his feet and, stretching himself, lit a cigarette and, strolling as far as the Qoory looked out into 'he dreary, unlit warehouse, Suddenly a wave of reminiscence swept over him. He realized the tragedy which for hours he had sell here in great quantities, We |for And behjad it all, he was a thief! Theére was no other mame t. Even if by any chance the exzie~ tence of the bonds shoyld remain a secret until be found an opportys- ity to yestore them, the fact that be was able to do so at all would be simply owing to what the little world around him was already de- signating bis "smazing luck." He looked across' the warehouse toward the waiting room, 8s gloomy pow as the rest of the building. The drama of thet night sll came back to bim with ipcred- ible exactitude; his careless en- ment, the shock of finding the dead man, these few moments of sgon- ized temptation after be bad open- ed the dispatch box, realize the na- ture of its contents and seen salva- tion there, mocking bim crisp be. neath his fingers. What purpose could the mas bave had, he wondered for the hun. dredth time, in ecarryipg about a fortune? A purpose, whatever it was, unfulfilled] z The ghostliness of the empty building with its shadowy places _ began presently to affect his nerve. He had an uneasy feeling that Ebenezer Swayle was somewhere around, thet be had found his way back from that desolate cemetery in Hampstead to demand his missing property, 0 rob the dead! It was a bate- ful and unforgivable deed. He stretched 'out his hand with a lit tle groan for ope of the electric switches. Before bis figuers had reached it, however, his arm fe}! nerveless by his side. The waiting room, which a moment before bad been enveloped in the same dark ness 3s the rest of the place, wae suddenly jlluminated, ° The event of that other horrible night was being repe hd. A Nght was shining out through the ssme ane of glaks. Hatvey stared at it n stupefaction. ¢3 be took » faltering step forward. He was ¢ brave men who had sll man life, but be ner of dapgérs in bis was suddenly afraid. He ptopped short and stood there in the darkness, horribly conscious that Rhis knees were trembling. The door of the waiting room was quietly pushed open. .He called out. His voige sounded to him like the voice of another man, weak and quavering. "Whe's there?" There was no reply, but the out. line of 8 human figure was emerg- ing darkly from the shadows. Har- vey stepped back and pulled down the switch by bis side with passion. ate haste. In the sudden blase of light which {llumipated the gloomy warehouse, this mysterious visitor stood revealed a very real and liv- ing person; a girl of medium height and graceful presence, with pale, tragic face snd dark, passion- ate eyes with beautiful lashes. With her vivid, scarlet ilps, ber indeterminate kground end gen- eral air of unreality, she reminded bim intensely in those frst fow seconda of one of the figures in the most popular of the Russian ballets which that seagon had charmed all Monte Carlo, The fascy passed, however, with the realization of nef actual physical presence. He be- gan to ask himself the meaning of this amazing visitation. What on earth are you doing here?' he demanded. "It was to see you," she replied. "I waited beré to see you." "But if you wanted to see me," he protested, "why didn't you be- have like an ordinary human be- ing; why didn't you send in word or come and knock at the office door? How long have you been in there?" "For two hours--perhaps for more than that, I lost coupt of the time," . "But why?" he persisted. "There were , plenty of clerks hers then. They would have announced you." "I know," she assented. "I wish. od to wait until they were gone, I have only today heard the whole story. I wished to walt in the room where my grandfather died." There was a cold grip at his heart, a sense- of terror pervading him---torments to be endured only by a coward or by ome who faces ie resurrection of his own wrong- oing, "Ebenezer Swayle-----was your grandfather?" he asked unsteadily. "He was," she replied, "I came from Paris to stay with him, but it was too late." | To Be Continued Tomorrow | PRETTY WEDDING AT CLAREMONT Claremont, Scpt. 18. -- Claremont United Church was the scene of a quiet. but attractive wedding on Sa- turday afternoon when Romena Cooper, eldest daughter of Mr, and Mrs. Frank Cooper, of Claremont, became the bride of Frank S, Bar- clay youngest son of Mrs. Charles Barelay and the late Chas, Barclay of Brougham. A beautiful arrangement of flowers in harmonious shades formed a back- ground for the ceremony, which was conducted by Rev. A. McLellan. The bride was given in marriage by her father, Mics Mary Forsyth played the wedding music, After the cere- mony the happy couple left by mot for Montreal and other eastern points On their return they will reside in Brougham. Dr, N, F. Tomlinson is leaving on Tucsday for Montreal and on Wed- nesday will set sail onthe Duchess {spent the week end at her home in returned trance into the dreary little apart- | Sodon. 4 Oshawa Hospital, where: she under 1Dr. Lyman Barclay of of Bedford for London, England. He lexpects to be away for three months, | Dr. Fralax will fake charge of bis practice during <a Mrs. Esther Palmer spent Friday in Toronto, Miss Bessie Graham of Torontc t 13 Tillage 3 A A Miss: Allic McGlashan accompanied by her aunt, Mrs. Lackie, spent Sa- turday afternoon with Miss Margaret Hamilton. |, ' : Miss Margaret Graham who has been visiting in Toronto for a week home on Monday. ; Mr. and Mrs. Clark Rawson of To- ronto - attended the Cooper-Barclay wedding on Saturday. Mrs. Lee of Stouffville spent Friday at the home of her parents, Mr. and Mrs, J. B. Madill. ' The rain on Friday was much need- ed. and will greatly help the root crops. Mrs. Hankinson spent Saturday at her home in Peterboro. . Mrs. John Underhill of Aurora and her daughter, Mrs. Douglas Case and family, visited relatives in Claremont on Sunday, Mr. and Mrs, C. Clements and Miss Hilda Sulman spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. J. Sulman. Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Sodon of "Totonto spent the week end with the former's parents, Mr, and Mrs. F, Miss Jennie Forgie and Miss Clara Neal were in Oshawa on Supday vis. iting Mrs. A. Mowbray, who is in the went an ration for appendicitis. Miss Viola and Georgina Forsyth of Oshawa spent the week end at their home in the village Mr. and Mrs, L. Goad and sons of Toronto, Mr. and Mrs. Haywood of Dunnville, Miss Hclen Barclay and Toronto at- tended the Cooper-Barclay wedding on Saturday. Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Pilkey and little son, Grant, spent the week end at the former's parents, Mr. and Mrs, L. Pilkey. Mr. Luther Bowes of Peterboro visited his mother, Mrs. J. Readman on Saturday. Mr. and Mrs. pJohn Readman of Aurora were in the village during the week, Mr. and Mrs. A. 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