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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1930-09-25, Page 3THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE TIICItSDAY, SEPTEMBER 25, 1080 The road was steeper and vider, daughters. .Surviving are four dam There was very little vegetation on (ghters and two sons, the bleak sides of tne mountains, and what there was was short and stunted, cowering away from the bleak wind that swept down upon them. NEW PROPRIETOR OF GODERICH INN A business sale of the past week & SEC OND INSTALMENT site nee. “I . can't understand you, Mr. Chittenham. If it’s a—a joke-M don’t think it's quite good taste, and if it’s not a joke ... I keep remem­ bering what Rodney said of you, that you despised women, that you had never cared more for one than for all the rest.” “Even Napoleon met his Water­ loo,” Chittenham said. He laid a hand over one of hers that held tlie driving-wheel. Julie did not answer; she was not listening. Her thoughts were in a whirl, and she was trying in vain to steady them and to reduce them once more to sane stability. , He had not been serious, <of course, Julie was surprised and because she longed know. Chittenham her thoughts for ; WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE . Ullas Chittenham, distressed over <the suicide of his" younger half­ brother Rodney, returns to Eur­ ope from Amercia where he had .■made an unhappy marriage. Rod- *.ney had killed himself because a .notorious woman, Julie Farrow, .threw him over, Giles is intro­ duced to Julie Farrow by his ^friend Lombard, in Switzerland. *He resolve to make her fall in Jove with him, then throw her over as she threw Rodney. She tells hiiii she has made a bet with jlier friend “Bim” Lennox that she «can drive her car to the top of the St. Bernard Pass and back. Giles challenges her to take him with * Lher and she accepts. They start hout in the face of a gathering ■snowstorm. JNOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “He must have unbalanced to take his life as he did.” She shivered a bit. “You don’t think then . . don’t *you think it was an accident?” Chittenham looked steadily Jieri "Ho you?” he asked. .rSlie shook her head. /‘Tin afraid not' . . but oh, wasn’t at dreadful?” The deep sincerity of her voice, surprised him. She almost sounded (distressed' instead of being utterly .-heartless and callous about the tra- unless you gedy as he knew she was. | "It seems rather pitiable,” lie- an- sswered in a hard voice. | She did not answer tor a moment age intonation, and they were. -or two, then she sqid with a note of •.exasperation in her voice: I ’“It would interest me exceedingly passed him with her head in tlie air JMr. Chittenham, to know tlie real and walked into the cafe, reason why you waned to come with ■ .-me.” I “I told you. .really as defiant ybu pretend.” She shook her "That’s not though yesterday I pretended to be­ lieve you. There isn’t anything at sail dreadful in you and I. taking this nflrive together, I’ve often done more " risky things. We’re doing a perfect­ ly harmless and ordinary trip which plenty.of other people have done be­ fore us.” She laughed. ‘ That’s not your real reason for wish­ ing to come, I know.” ■Chittenham ■91 ini with at he or had he? a little afraid desperately to seemed to read said quietly. “Well, what is the verdict?” “What do you mean?” “Have you made up y-our mind to whether I am in earnest “I know you are not.” Chittenham lauglied. “You mean you think I ‘but all the same you hope “Mr. Chittenham!” There was anger and amazement in her voice, and suddenly scarlet. “I thought you ing.” Chittenham I’m mistaken I glanced at liis watch, “We to be al Martigny in half an hour as or not?” am not, I am,” her cheeks grew As* they climber higher out of the h that of the premises and business - of the Goderich Inn by Mr. and Mrs, I L, J, Baker to Mr. Chester Lee, who I comes here from London Mr, Lee ; ran the Exeter hotel for four years jyery successfully and for the past couple of years has been in mer- ; cantile and real estate business in London. Goderich Lee has a wife and family of four children the business frater»ity of Goderich. ■—Goderich Star. plain speak- calmly. “If’ '’‘Heihe said, ought like said apologize.’ valley, the wind grew colder and more cutting. “You ougnt to* hav coat,” Julie said once, cold and there was a lock round hei’ mouth, expected the road to be so badK and once or twice at a particularly bad corner she caught her breatlx with a little gasping sound, Chittenham heard her and knew that she was afraid, but he made no comment. It served her right for being so. boastful and confident. “I won’t say another word,” Chit- tenliam agreed; but there was a malicious little twinkle in his eyes. The east wind was like a cutting knife as Julie brought the car standstill, and let her hands from the wheel. “I’ve won so far,” she said, leaned back, closing her eyes sudden weakness. Chittenham uncurled liis long legs and got stiffly out of the car, then he came round to Julie’s side and tock her hands. “Come along. We’ll got some­ thing hot to drink. By Gad! It’s bitterly cold.” He half led, half lifted her into the hotel and put her down on a bench in the narrow hall. Chittenham ordered some brandy and made Julie drink it. “Very few people to-day, sir,” the waiter told them. He spoke Eng­ lish very well. “And we shan’t get any more by the look of the sky.” “What do you mean?” “There’s snow coming, sir.” Chittenham went to the door and looked out. “It’s snowing already," e brought a She was very set, strahied She had not to a fall and with I “It is?” she laughed. “How ■funny! When it’s summer down in have another skid and J Montreux.” Chittenham got up and land us upside down- in the ditch.” .went to stand behind her. “We will be there in twenty min- ‘ . .. utes,” Julie said with a little sav- of the world,” he said. ! and I alone, Julie- Julie brought the car to a stand- you have never 1 still with a little spiteful jerk, and like this before?” She shook' her head. “No. And I’m not sure that I They faced one another across a'want it again- small table, and as their eyes met' To .see if you are Chittenham said with a smile: of Mrs. Grundy as “Now we really are on the top “Just you -I am sure even had an experience “Don’t quarrel with me before we" nervously. ■» r» r < -r it _ . . i { < T 4-T1 Ho took possession of tin Inn 'last Thursday. Mr was -born in Stephep. Township, 66 years ago an# after his marriage co Miss, Anna Brill he moved to Zurich 37 years ago. For a time he follow­ ed the blacksmith trade and later bn the baking business. He took a very active and interested part in public life. He was. court In the health‘and a many years. the Evangelical church, and. took, a great interest in church affairs. Seven years ago Mrs., Eilber died and. jn 1925 lie was united in mar­ riage to Mrs. Miriam Horton. Two A Bailiff of the division county and officer kR county .constable for He .was a. member of daughters and one son survive: Mri, A. G. Edighofter, of Grand Bend, and Mrs. W. H. Frank, of Waterloo and Charles Eilber, of Detroit; also ftliree brothers, Charles# George and Harry, all of Crediton and fhT-ee sis- tes, M‘r§. Win. Wenzel, of Crediton; IMrs. i^ewis, 'of Buffalo, Mrsl Trailer, ; of Detroit. Memorial services wera herd at liis late home Zurich, with interment in the Bronson Line ceme­ tery. The funeral services1 were in charge of Rev. W. Y. Drier, assist­ ed "by Rev. E> Turklmimer and Rev. C. Schrag, of Zurich and Rev. Sauer,, of Dashwood. B. C. SHINGLES Edge Grain, Large size We welcome Mr. Lee to CHRISTOPHER F, EIDER, DECEASED The Red Man Tries the Pipes On September 13th Mr. Christoph­ er F. Eilber dropped dead on the street in. Zurich about 8 o'clock in the evening. ‘Mr. Eilber had 'been shipping live stock as usual that* day and was in his accustomed health. His death was very sudden and un­ expected and came as a great, -fclio'ck to the community, The deceased III lllllll.il , ........... .........................................■! »» per bunch J./CLATWORTHI Phone 12 GKANTON. ONTARIO head. the real reason “Why? you are quite safe.” “I know but ...” she laughed ’ . • “I believe I’m afraid.” “I thought you were agraid. of nothing,” Chittenham said. His skid on the edge of a precipice and own pulses were jerking unevenly, that will be an end to both of us.” ( "" “I’m not angry, I—oil, well, I suppose I am, but it’s your fault, j He Looked at Julie with searching. Why did you talk such nonsense?” j eyes. - , J “You mean when I told you that l' loved you? Has it always been non­ sense when men have told you that?’ There was something so romantic and strange in the whole situation. S L EfE P^WE.'t L ID vou sleep’S^elRlast night or did ,your nerves v bother you?JThe great major- \ ity of case^cf sleeplessness, insomnia/6r restl^sness can I be relived wiurthis great j nati^al medicine. It not only sti^igthens and steadies the but it^/ill tone up the i most disordereej^digestive sys- tern, which isjeroften a cause of sleeplessness. Try it! Q andy has a broad grin on his face as he watches brother Redman take a fling at the bag­ pipes which he has loaned him for a moment to try his luck. The Indian is all intent on his unaccus- tomed task and since it is only a photograph and not a sound pic­ ture you can contemplate the scene without misgivings. Photograph, was taken during the recent High­ land Gathering and Scottish Music. 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Chittenham? oaxv... ...x-x, AM,.. pulled 11.1 mself together with an ef- “Oh no, | “You talk as if such a thing were j f°rt and moved away. _______ ________ _ He tried to oipen the window a a horrid kind of woman who went little, but such a gust of wind and an everyday occurrence—as if I were about collecting scalps—” t before This, ___ woman was more than a match tor ' per shoulders. sat staring- frowning brows. snow pelted into the room that he Suddenly she laughed, and shrug- had to close it again. “Do you think it’s any better?” asked anxiously. Chittenham I glanced at the. flyirtg blizzard. I “I think it’s I ly‘ I She turned flashing eyes. at her silently, and then suddenly, up threateningly. The road utter amazement, slie buiat into tears. “Julie—” be made a quick move1- ment towards lief, then stopped, shrugged his -shoulders. “I don’t know what you’re crying for,” he said sharply. | With a great effort she control­ led herself. “I don’t know either,’ she said between little sobs. “It’s . just nerves, I suppose. This hateful place ...” "It looks as if we shall have to spend the night here,” Chittenham answered uncompromisingly. • She turned and Looked at him, her eyes still wet with tears. “I suppose you think I'm a fool,” admitted in a hard little voice. (To be continued) “After all, it’s silly to be angry with,you.knew it. you the real reason you ' to know better.” ” he , pje ma(je uo answev, and Julie lie­ I ought Julie311111 and lie “If I told wonld not believe that either, _ . , LiC iUUUC uu u.novywi, auu___ ... isaid delibreately after a long pause. • gan to pour out the coffee. In some grange way lie felt as if n was a very watery sun that IR-odney was close to him, at his el-1 s]10ne upon them when they .started 3iow, prompting him, whispering the words of that last tragic letter. I to think you were' I believe I could laugh in Hell, or, go, if I knew that her suffer as she’s on,, him angrily with Cfliittenham looked Nu-Enb is sold here by W. Howey, Druggist, and by a s druggist in every town in Ontario. away, and great banks of clouds Kept drifting grew steeper and more difficult once they passed the little huddled vil­ lage of -St. Pierre. She -glanced down into the valley on their left and gave a little start­ led exclamation. They could see. spread out everywhere like an en­ veloping blanket. jj “It will make it difficult, driving' back,” said Chittenham. “I know . . I’d like snaking her pay. even, manage to wherever I shall .you were making -made me suffer— And lie thought of Rodney as a' hoy—a little cheery fellow whom he bad adored ... of Rodney in his' tfirst Eton suit, sliy and a little awk- ^vard;- trying'to feel older than he these mountains rather well, and I the, know just what unkind tricks they. y::"jcan play, on the optimistic tra-1 i . I should slow down a little I i Ayas ... of Rodney . . . oh, linctures came crowding fast Thihk, leading up to that one last I Veiier” ipi<ff.ure which he had never seen save jf j WGre you. Miss Farrow, tliero is an d; an Ahis bitter imagination—'Rodney Jfeaai! And. it was the fault of this wo- nnan who sat beside him, speaking «)>f Rodney with that little note of jmetended distress in her voice, He shrank a, little from her with a feel­ ing of Repulsion. Women were all 2Jie same,"jheartless and selfish. He Bfeit'her eyes upon him. “Tell me the real reason?” Jsaid. Chittenham- turned his gaze from The wot road and looked at her. “There was a little flush in her wheeks and her eyes were deep and atnfathomablo behind their thick stflark lashes. She looked sq young—hardly more ftjian a girl—and yet Chittenham 3tnew that she l(iad been through the .■divorce court, hind through exper­ iences no v/omaiu need be proud.’“Please ’tell r&e!” she said again and now there |vas a little breath­ less catch in lieii voice that seemed to speak of the dieep sincerity which '.she was trying i’u vain in conceal. Chittenham asked! an apparently ir- sr® 1 evan ’. q u es t i-o n. \ "Do you .sight?” “Love at ■words up, •almost in a '“Because, Hberately# “ "You should not feay such things,” she said, slfiirply. “I told you you would not aho,” he said calmly; *T don’t unders-ta-thl you, ■wald in a jerky little ice, Chittenham said na more, was she who jireseit^ly broke she ■' .V believel in love at first . . . ” I She caught his then broke off to ask wliisperC “Oh , . why?” ” said ^Chittenham de- thnt is my real reason.” foolish believe Julie and it the a nasty corner here. It turns very sharply to the left and there is a big drop on one side.” She only just pulled the car round in time, and her face was white. “Would you like me to drive?” he asked quietly. She recovered her­ self with an effort. “I am not tired,”, sli^ insisted. “Nor going to faint?” he asked with irony. “It gave mo a shock. I did not expect to find such a dreadful er.” “I warned you,” he reminded her. “I know you did, but you do it in such a way-—it only makes me wmt. to defy you. I have never met a man quite like you before.” “In what way am I different?” Julie resitated, lilting her lip, tho:i sjm /■"•’a * “One moment you pretend to •*•"■’•■' love to me, and the next yoni sneer , at me—” , “And which do you prefer?” To his amazement he saw tears spring to her eyes. “Do you imagine that I either?” she faltered. Chittenham leaned forward denly and kissed the. hand nearest to him that rested wheel. “I am conceited that I could make ..... ""’eo love to#” he said not answer he asl:< “Will you dare me to *A” “Np.” - t He leaned back in his seat slgnedly. “Then tve may as well go on.” It took a nmmertt or two to re­ start the engine. she A quiet wedding was solemnized at the Ontario Street United church parsonage, Clinton, when Muriel Elizabeth, only daughter of Mrs. G. Potter, of Goderich Township, was united in marriage to Mr. Frank I. Jones, also 'of Goderich township. Mr. and M'rs. Jones, left on a motor trp to Northern Ontario DESTROYED BY FTRE CANADIAN NATIONAL HIGH SPOTS AT C.N.E. IMAGINE a glorious section of the Canadian Rockies hewn boldly from the bosom of Mother Earth, and st giant hand reaching down into one of the Canadian National Steamships’ West Indies’ fleet and stealing a group of luxurious cabins, then you have an idea of this year’s exhibit of the Canadian National Railways at the Canadian National Exhibition. Jasper National Park is one of the two features of the exhibit. In a 50-foot long panorama of the mountains, a mother bear and her cubs go frollicking in the forest, deer are made to scamper through the brush and the noble Athabasca river sings a rippling song of contentment. Marvellous effects are obtained by the use of colored lights. Beginning with the faint light of dawn, the sky changes to the beautiful hues of sunrise and slowly dusk conies and moving clouds are painted with reds and blues to give an excellent idea of the sunsets for which the mountains arc noted. In another part of the railways’ building, visitors walk the gang plank and over the side into the “Lady Nelson”, flagship of the West Indies fleet. Inside the white hull, is a portion of the main lobby and, directly opposite, the purser's office. 2k uniformed officer is ready behind the grille and lie lias an efficient staff of six stewards waiting to initiate the visitor into the ship’s mysteries. ’ Leading off the lobby are rooms, exact replicas of those on board the “Lady” ships, and showing tlio various types of accommodation. A one ton, truck, the property of William Mitclies, of London, and a large touring car, owned by Robert Frost, of Seaforth, and driven by his son John, we^e 'both destroyed i by fire following a crash on the road between Seaforth and Clinton. Frost was coming down a small grade and crashed into the rear of the which carried no tail light. the like mid- on ths steering- enough * you like being :(l re- truck , suffered his last fatal and he gradually de- lie passed a,way. He remaining member o’f a After farming for DIES IN HIS 88rd YIMIV Throe weeks ago Mr. James 'of st. Marys, heart attack dined until was the last family of eight several years after his marriage Mr. Elgie conducted a hotel at Lakeside and sixteen years ago moved to St. Marys. Mrs. Elgie died eight years ago and ho lias lived with his three