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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1933-01-19, Page 6r THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE «7Ae jfouse of breams THURSDAY, JANUARY 19, 1933 CHAPTER XXXIII Art Treasures Beyond All Price in Vatican It would take Volumes to enumerate the treasures of the Vatican. The chapels of San Lorenzo, the .^1 stlne and the Pauline are decorated with frescoes by Fra Angelico. Michelan­ gelo. Perugino and others. Four chambers were decorated by Raphael. The picture gallery is not large, but the paintings are among the most valuable In the world. Raphael’s “Transfiguration,” his “Madonna di Foligno” and his “Coronation of the Virgin,” hesjdes some smaller pic­ tures, are here. So are works .of Murillo. Titan, Perugino, Correggio, Paul Veronese and others of the great­ est of painters. The museum contains not only many of the most beautiful sculptures in the world, ancient Greek statues among which are the Laocoon and the Apollo Belvidere, but also great num- •tiers of antiquities, relics of ancient Italy, Greece and Egypt. The library at the Vatican was founded in 1378. and now contains a valuable collection of 60,000 manu-< scripts and 250,000 volumes of rare books. A recent addition to this col- Iction is the Rospigliosl library and archives' presented by Louis Men­ delssohn of Detroit, Mich. This li­ brary includes many valuable books gathered by Pope Clement IX of Ros- pigiiosi during his pontificate from 1667 to 1669: also a portrait oi Pope Clement by Carlo Maratta. ©niiefl-A&imcatr Established 1873 and 1887 Published every Thursday morninf at Exeter, Ontario SUBSCRIPTION—$2.00 per year In advance. RATES—Farm or Real Estate tor sale 50c. each insertion for first four insertions. 25c, each subse­ quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar­ ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, ot Found 10c. per line of six words Reading notices 10c. per line. Card of Thanks 50c. Legal ad­ vertising 12 and 8c. per Jine. In Memoriam, with one verse 50c extra verses 25c. each.really died, you see.’ "Jean” — Claire’s hand crept further along the other’s arm and the kind little fingers sought and clasped Jettn’s own— “if you knew how miserable I am about you. It I makes me feel wicked— disgustingly I selfish and wicked!—to be so happy • myself when you have so much tc bear.” There were tears in her voice and t Jean squeezed her hand reassuringly this evening, “My dear,” she said earnestly “you had your black years if any­ one ever had! If a woman ever de­ served her happiness at last, you de . . .1 suppose, we of trouble in this on thoughtfully, first time I ever day at Montavan, you know—he said that Destiny, with her snuffers came to most of us sooner or later and snuffed out our light of happi­ ness. Well” —rather drearily— ”T suppose it’s my turn now and she’s land fatigue. , come to me. That’s all. | I A little wind blew up from the valley, chill and complaining. Au-1 tumn had the world at her mercy'the other in her quiet now, .. from the sodden fields, soaked by j true throughout the differing for­ tlie continual rains of the preceding _ tunes which had fallen to the lot of fortnight. Claire .shivered. Let’s go in,” she said. “It’s grow­ ing too cold to stay out any longer Besides it depressing. Grey skies bare branches—Oh! How I detest the autumn!” As they entered by way of the front door, they caught! edly, where else had she to go? The a glimpse of the postman making Dower House would have been open . his way briskly down the drive. A to her, of course, at any time, but /solitary letter lay upon the hall ta- there she would be certain to en- i ble, addressed to Jean in a rather' counter "Blaise more frequently, and flourishy copper-plate style of writ­ ing. “A bill, I suppose!” she comment­ ed indifferently. She picked it up carelessly, car­ rying it unopened to her room. Nor J did she open it immediately upon, arriving there, stopping first to re-’ move her hat and coat. When at last she slit the envelope (tolerably from the idea, she found that it was no trades- J,ed companionship­ man’s bill, as she had imagined, but a letter from G-lyn Peterson’s family solicitor announcing in the sitiff phraseology without which no law­ yer seems able to express himself the sudden death of her father. Jean sat down abruptly, her legs with Claire now. She pictured seeming all at once to give way un- ’ sitting next to Nick at dinner, der her. She could not grasp it— flower-like face radiant with could not realise that the witty clouded happiness and Jean charming personality which after all J thankful to the very bottom of in spite of Peterson’s lack ( " more conventional paternal attrib­ utes, had meant a great deal to her had been swept without warning cut of her life for ever. Glyn Peterson had, it seemed “I am so proud to have won so fine and splendid a husband,” she would declare fervently. “Would you not feel the same, Miss Peterson, if you were me?" And Jean would make answer, out­ wardly unmoved; ‘.Indeed I should. You ought to be a very happy woman, Mrs. Tor-! marin." I The quiet composure which Jean, invariably opposed to these gnat-like attacks annoyed Nesta intensely. En­ dowed with all the petty jealousy of a small nature, she herself, had th? situation been reversed, would have found this pin-prick kind of war­ lure insupportable, and it made her furious that her best thought-out and most spiteful efforts failed to goad Jean Into any expression of either anger or distress. The “cold Eng-' lishwoman's” armour of indifference and reserve seemed impervious to no matter what poison-tipped dart she loosed against her. Nesta felt that, as the woman in possession, she was missing half the satisfaction in life by reason of her inability to triumph openly over the other woman—the woman without the gate. Finally, at the end of her resources of innuendo and allusion, she tried the affect of open warfare She had driven over to Charnwood to call and, as Claire & was away, spending the afternoon with friends Jean had perforce to entertain her undesired visitor alone. It was just as she was preparing to take her leave that Nesta launched her at­ tack. “You look so ill, Miss Peterson, she remarked commiseratingly. pale and worn! It does not you, I am sure, for of course must have been very pretty at time for my husband to have wished to marry.” Jean stared at her -without reply The outrageous speech almost took her breath away by its sheer impu­ dent bravada. “There!” Nest feigned dismay “Now I have offended you! And I sc want us to be good friends. But of course”—quickly—“it is difficult for you to feel friendly towards the wife of Blaise. I can understand that. I suppose”—her head a little tilted to one side like that of an in­ quiring robin and her eyes fastened on the other’s white face with a merciless, gimlet gaze that filled Jean with helpless rage—-“I sup­ pose you loved him ver-r-y much?” Jean felt the blood rush into her cheeks and caught a responsive gleam of satisfaction in the other’s half-closed eyes. “I think that is hardly a subject which can be discussed between us,”, died very suddenly, in a remote cor- she said, with a supreme effort at self-control. And then, to her unbounded thank­ fulness. Tucker threw open the door and announced that Mrs. Tormarin’s car was waiting. This open declaration of hostili­ ties on Nesta’s part gave Jean food for reflection. Briefly she recount­ ed the incident to Clare, adding: “It means I must not go to Staple again. If she intends to adopt that additude, it would make a situation which is already quite difficult enough hopelessly impossible.” The two girls were pacing up and down the terrace at Charnwood to­ gether when Jean indicated the con­ sequences of Nesta’s visit, and Claire, sensing the pain in her friend’s voice, pressed her arm sym­ pathetically. Bust she said nothing What was there to say? Within her­ self, she felt that Jean’s determina­ tion to eschew the Tormarin menage altogether was the only wise one. “Poor Blaise!” pursued jean, a slight tremor in her voice. “He has the hardest part to bear. She must make life hideously difficult for him.” Claire nodded. “Yes. He is looking very fagged and strained. Horrid little beast!” she added with unusual vehemence, “Why on earth couldn’t she have stayed dead?” Jean laughed joylessly. "Why indeed?—Only she never i "So suit you one that frightful .scene when Sir Adrian had suddenly gone mad. It was a cosy enough little room in winter-time. A cheery fire crack­ led in the open grate, while a heavy curtain was drawn across the door that gave egress to the terrace, ef­ fectually screening out the .ubiquit­ ous draught which invariably seeks entry through crack and hinge-space Claire was at the Dower House where a New Year’s | dinner-party was in progress, but jjean had no heart for festivities of (any kind even had .she not been pre­ cluded from taking part in them by reason of her father’s death. The grief and strain of the last four months had set their marks up on her. She was much thinner than j formerly—her extreme slenderness • accentuated by the clinging black of the dress she was wearing—-while I faint, purple shadows lay beneath Ij her eyes, giving her a look of frailty all get our share world,” she went “I remember the met Blaise'—that She and Claire led a sober uneventful life at Charnwood, Au-1 one absorbed in her quiet happines1- . . IUC IJLUtl XXX XXCX IJUXXfC gl'lCf. Blit and a grey mist was rising J the bond of their friendship had held "Do you know a sure cure for in­ somnia ?” "Yes, get a job on the police force." Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Professional CardsHE WAS A RAT each, and although for Jean there was inevitable additional pain in­ volved in still remaining within the neighborhood of Staple, it was coun­ terbalanced by the comfort she drev ifrom, Claire’s companionship. Besides, as she reflected dispirit- l of late her prinicpal preoccupation had been to avoid such meeting whenever possible. And she could not face Beirnfels yet—alone. Some day, when Claire was married', she knew that she must brace herself to return there—to a house of dreams that would never come true now. But at present she shrank in- She crav- above all, the consoling, tender understanding which Claire, who had herself .suf­ fered, was so well able to give. The book that she had been read* ing earlier in the evening lay open | on her knee, and her thoughts were was her of the j heayt that she was able to feel glad -iX—'—glad of that happiness. At least her own sorrow had not yet taught her the grudging envy which cannot endure another’s joy. With a quickly repressed sigh, she turned again to her book. Its pages fluttered faintly, as though stirred by some passing current of air, and Jean, coming suddenly out of het reverie, was conscious of a coo) draught wafting towards her from the direction of the terrace door. Vaguely surprised; she glanced up. get and a startled cry broke from her The door was open, the folds ner of Africa whither his restless wandering had led him, and it had been some weeks before the news of his death had reached his lawyer who had immediately communicated it to Jean. I By his will, everything he possess-1 <ed, except for a certain sum set | aside to cover a few legacies and , with the quaint whimsicality which, curtain had been drawn aside was characteristic of him he had an^ the aperture stood Blaise Tor- I of pain, at the of hap- beneath GLADMAN & STANBURY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, Money to Loan, Investments Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vault for use of our Clients without charge EXETER LONDON HENSALL “Is your husband a bull or a bear?” ‘‘He is an old rat” MIGHT COME AfcAIN ‘You say you are engaged. Then guess there’s no hope for me.” “Cheer up, many a favorite has been beaten by a rank outsider.” • I / ATTACK ON CONGRESS marin. Jean sprang up from her chair and stood staring at him with dilat­ ed eyes, one hand gripping the edge of the chimneypiece. "Blaise! . . . You!” The words issued stammeringly from her lips. “Yes,” he returned shortly. "May I come in?” Without waiting for an answer he closed the door behind him, ting the curtain fall back into place, side. particularly mentioned: “Beirnfels the House of Dreams Come-True.” The little phrase, with its sugges­ tion of joyous consummation, stab­ bed her with a sharp thrill Greeting, her, as it did, moment when all her hopes piness were lying trampled the iron heel of hostile destiny, it seemed to add a last touch of irony to the bitterness of the burden she had to bear. The House of Dreams-Come-True! In the solitude and silence of her room Jean laughed out loud at the( mockery of it! But her breath caught in her throat, sobbingly, and PASTOR OF LUCAN CHURCH then quite suddenly the merciful.] healing tears began to fall and ing her head down on her arms, cried unrestrainedly. and crossed the room to (TO be continued) CHAPTER XXXIV The Test lay- she New Year’s Eve found Jean ting alone in Claire’s special sane* turn—the room which had witnessed .....• | | .....il HI un l i H Mr W M Could Not Lie Down to Sleep She Was So Short of Breath “Here is a doctor who says that there are plenty of people walking the streets who ought to be in the asylum.” “Of course, another veiled attack on congress.” SAVING TIME the the WILL RETIRE IN JUNE Lucan—Rev., J. J. Brown, for past eight years minister of United chtu4ch here, is to be super- anuated at the end of June. It was decided to extend a call to Rev. E R. Johnson, of Courtwright' to suc­ ceed to tfie pastorate. Mr. Brown sit- will continue- to reside in this vill- age. “Bridget, why are you sweeping the living room a second time? You did it an hour ago.” “Yes, mum, but you see tomorrow is my day off, an’ I won’t have chance to do it at all.” a Mrs. P. J. Chernoff, Shoreacres, B.C., Writes:— "I had been so troubled with shortness of breath I could not lie down to sleep. I couldn’t do any hard work, or climb the stairs, and had nervous and smothering feelings, and became very weak. I tried all kinds of medicine, but could not get any relief, until after I had taken three boxes of Milburn’s Heart and Nerve Pills, and since then I have felt better in every way.” Fo'f sale at all drug and general stores; put up only by The T. Milburn Co., Limited, Totonto, Ont. HURON REGIMENT PROMOTIONS Eleven officers of Huron regiment qualified for promotion at a provis­ ional school of infantry held at Gd- derich during the fall months ac­ cording to results issued at head­ quarters London. Those who qual­ ified for the rank of major are: Capt A. H. Jane, of Goderich; Capt. N. H. McLean, of Wingham; for cad- tains, Lieuts. S. G. Rannie, of Hen- sall; H. B’. Manning of Clinton and H. C. Lawson, of Clinton; for lieut­ enants, J. A. Murih, Seaforth; J. 0 Combe, of Clinton; F. A. Crlch and A. B. Sturdy of Goderich and R. S Hetherington, of Wingham. HE WAS THE CALF 'ih-« Old M m-So you’re the prodi­ gal son nnd are going h me, eli ? I suppose .your father will kill the fatted celt The Yo”ng Man—1 hope not—for I think I've been the calf, Candles in days gone by were an item of expense to be reckoned with in the gay courts of Europe, as many as 5.006 being used on grand occa­ sions when the vast halls were to be filled with guests. From the demand the making of candles developed into quite an important industry and laws were passed regulating the size and adulteration of the materials to be used. When the Pilgrims found them­ selves on the bleak shores of New England with few facilities for arti­ ficial illumination, says the New York Sun. other methods of lighting their homes had to be devised. At first, like the Indians, they used knots of pitch pine to light their cabins, but it was not long until the thrifty New England woman learned that by boil­ ing the little gray bayberries that grew on the low windswept shores along the coast she could procure a wax which rose to the top of the ket­ tle. From this she made the first bay­ berry candles, First Sunday Schools A century and a half has elapsed since Robert Raikes began his organi­ zation of Sunday schools. The credit for the founding of the earliest of Sunday schools, as distinct, from the Sunday school movement, however, is claimed for the little spinster Metho­ dist. Hannah Ball, friend of John Wesley, whose first Sunday school was established in High Wycombe 161 years ago, 11 years before Raikes* his­ toric movement, and is still active. An authority on the subject has stated: “It seems almost certain that John Wesley, who rode on horseback from place to place, and who visited Glou­ cester, spoke of the work of Hannah Ball to Robert Raikes, a man of great abilities, who thereupon not only com­ menced a school, but set himself to organize others.”—Montreal Family Herald. Standard Time According to the United States nav­ al observatory at Washington, stand­ ard time had not come into general use in 1885; no uniform standards existed then. At present, the \time zone in which England is located uses the local time of Greenwich, and the time used in London in 1885 was prac­ tically the same as the Greenwich time today. Sweden adopted standard time in 1892. Since that date it has used time one hour more advanced than • that of Greenwich. Stockholm, no doubt, used its own7 local time be­ fore 1892, which would have been a few minutes more advanced than the time used today. Owing to Green­ land’s spare population, that country has not yet adopted standard time. Country’s Foggiest Spots The foggiest spot in the United States brightened a little in 1930, and had only 1,562 hours of fog, so light­ house keepers at Moose Peak, Me., have reported to the lighthouse serv­ ice of the Department of Commerce. At Moose Peak, records for the last 16 years show a yearly average of 1,607 hours of fog. Runners-up on Moose Peak’s record are Libbey Is­ land arid Petit Manan, also on the Maine coast, They are foggy a good bit of the time, but cannot quite match Moose Peak’s figures. The United States lighthouse service states that Point Reyes light station holds the record for fog oh the Pacific coast, with an avOfrage of 1,398 hours a year for 45 years.—Grit. Remembered Old Debt TO pay back 50 cents he had bor­ rowed from d schoolmate 50 years ago Ernest M. Ledden, New York, Is Shid to have flown to San Francisco and handed a 50-cent piece to his creditor, Municipal Judge Fritz. Led­ den was a student at college in San Francisco in 1880. The two boys wanted td* go swimming one day. Ledden had no bathing stilt nor any mdney to buy one, so Fritz lent him haff a dollar, CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &c LOANS, INVESTMENTS INSURANCE Office: Carling Block, Main Street. EXETER, ONT. At Lucan Monday and Thursday Dr. G. S. Atkinson, L.D.S.,D.D.S, DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the New Post Office Main St., Exeter Telephones Office 34w House 84j Closed Wednesday Afternoons Dr. G. F, Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. 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