HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-03-15, Page 2THURSDAY, MARCH 15th, 1934 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
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SHINING PALACE
by Christine Whiting Parmenter
Nora was right, he admitted. The
fellow had changed deplorably.
Queer that he hadn’t observed it
what Jamessooner. Don looked
called "peaked” and
pale; not paler than
but shockingly paler
been six months ago.
Still, was there any reason .for
alarm? ‘ ~ '
pallor was merely the result of*anj
indoor existence. Absurd for Nora j
to worry about his health. In an-1
other month or so he would become ■
acclimated—get used to it — stop1
champing at the bit as be did now.
And there was no doubt that Don
Mason needed discipline. He’d been
his own master since he was eight
een. It was high time he learned
to meet responsibilities, or how was
he to take care of a girl like Leon
ora? And they were both young
enough. It wouldn’t hurt them to
wait a little longer. He’d give them
a trip abroad as a wedding gift if
Don would agree to settle down af
ter they got back.
■James smiled to himself, pleased
at this new idea. It should be a trip
de luxe, by George! A trij> such as
that young vagabond
dreamed of.
She appreciated
travel. Only
and uness
quitter.
He arose,
of Nora’s music. She
something, Daddy?”
"No, I’ve left my
somewhere; but it’s not here.”
Don, too, had risen. He said
smiling: "Won’t you stay for a
while, sir? I haven't the exclusive
right to Nora’s evening.”
"Perhaps not.” responded James
■"but I haven’t entirely forgotten
my own youth! Besides, I want to
turn in early. Lost sleep last night
and the music has made me drowsy
Good-night, daughter.”
He kissed her; nodded pleasantly
to the young man, and went up
stairs, while Nora sat for a while
with brooding eyes.
"I don’t wonder your father
hates to give you up,” said Don. "If
ever I have a .daughter as sweet as
you, Nora, I’ll be forced to- stifle
murderous intentions toward any
fellow who makes love to fier.”
"And yet,” she answered, "Dad
hurt me last night, rightfully.”
"How, dear?”
iShe told him,
that momentous
“It was cruel,
left him. I came
to you and begging you to run away
with me.”
"I’m not the sort that runs, Nora,”
he said.
She considered that.
"Not even if I asked you to, my
dear?”
Don shook his head.
"Never—unless things get more
desperate than they are now,”
"But Don, you’re sick! I don’t
mean sick in body altogether, but
sick every way. Because you don’t
complain do you imagine for a mo
ment that I don’t know it?”
He looked up at that, meeting her
grave eyes steadily.
"Tell me the truth—do you des
pise me a little?”
But I’m despising myself, Nora—
a lot. Am I a mere good-for-nothing
to mind so terribly what other fel
lows accept as part of life?”
"You mean the drudgery, Don?”
“I mean everything, Nora. The
wThole ghostly scheme that sets a
man’s feet in a treadmill and lashes
him on till there’s no chance to
breathe, to look anout, even to
dream—just to keep going—going.
The same deadly routine each day.
The same monotony. Oh, I’m a piker
to tell you how I feel, darling; but
know it anyway and perhaps it
help me to let off steam a little.
I shan’t marry you, Nora, with-
your father’s consent.
We’ll stick it out.”
"But you’re nearing the end of
your rope, Don,” she protested.
"What good will it do us to stick!
proaching footsteps. Now the bright
starlight showed him that a girl had
spoken her small, thin, pointed face
looking up at him without fear, yet
without boldness.
"Not seriously," he answered, as
if there were nothing unusual in her
question. "Is that what you were
considering, this time of night?”
The girl shrugged the cyncial
shrug of a bored flapper; an imita
tion possibly, o£ some cheap actress
of the screen.
"I tried it once,” she confessed
simply. "Honest I did; but a po
liceman got in the way.”
Don turned to look at her more
closely, his interest rising,
“So you find life as desperate, as
that?” he questioned.
"Sometimes I do. Some days. I
don’t care nothin’ about livin’. Say!'
she broke off suddenly, "have you
got a girl—I mean a steady?”
He nodded thinking how Nora
would appreciate the appellation.
"But you ain’t married. Anyone
with half an eye could see it. You
don’t look, tied.”
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Rub inyears, my dear.”
"She’d be a fool not to, with all
that money into the bargain.” Co
rinne retorted.
"Nora is a fool more ways than
one,” observed Ned with brotherly
candor, "but she’s perfectly aware
that dad’ll never let her suffer from
want of cash. And there’s more to
Don Mason than I supposed, Corinne
He’s got uncommonly good manners,
too. Did you notice)—t”
"Oh, yes, I noticed.” broke in
Corinne impatiently. "He simply
monopolized the guest of honor, if>
he was very, R out if you lose your health?” |
Ned, perhaps, j The young man laughed, confess-
than he had ing: "I’m a lot more likely to lose
| my temper! Sometimes—” j
was there any reason .for He stopped abruptly, and Nora
James thought not. Don’s'asked: "Has Ned been bothering?”
"Oh, let’s
if to put an
"I’m going
sleep better
don’t see how you put up with me—a ■
girl like you. I never show you any, yOu call that manners,
sort of a good time,
‘ when I promise to
■dance! I—honestly,
dered lately . . ,
"What have you wondered?” she'polizin.
questioned as he looked away.
“I’ve wondered if it might not be'
better for us to—to part, Nora.”
The girl caught her breath, then
said, her voice unsteady: "Better for
you or—or me, Don?”
Sensing her hurt he took her into
his arms with tenderness.
"For you, Nora! For you, of course
sweetheart. For me—well, without
you there would be nothing left,
nothing at all. Don’t cry, Nora, I’ve
never made you cry before. It hurts
me. Things will go better after
this. I promise to buck up1—take
life more calmly—try to remember
that nothing really matters if you
don’t despise me. . The biggest part
of the year is over now. We’ll stick
it out, as I said before. We must,
you know.”
Nora looked up, winking away the
tears as she said gently: "We must
try, of course. It would be so ter
rible to hurt father. But it’s the last
straw that breaks the camel’s back,
Don. Don’t forget that.”
It seemed to Nora that things did
go better for a time. Don appeared
less tired. He even accompanied
her to one or two informal parties
with some show of enthusiasm; and
was according to their hostess, "a
perfect life-saver” at a dinner given
in hour of a renowned explorer re-
I cently returned from the Arctic.
"The affair would have been a
complete washout if your young man
hadn’t been here, Nora,” she said
with gratitude. "No one else pres
ent could talk1 intelligently with our
lion on the subject nearest his
heart, you know. Where on earth
hasn’t Don Mason been?”
"Ask him!” laughed Nora,
never been able to find out!”
That evening was something- of a
triumph to the girl. As she watch
ed her lover conversing so easily
and naturally with the guest of hon
or, comparing experiences, putting
questions, answering others which
the great man put to him, her eyes
shone with happy pride.
Even Ned, sitting across the table,
was obviously impressed thought he
essayed to hide the fact. And Cor
inne, observing that others appear
ed to be listening with interest to
"that queer boy Nora has taken up
with,’ listened, herseir ana wondered
if her ears deceived her when she
heard the distinguished guest invite
Don to dine with him next night.
"And can you tell me,” she asked
Ned petulantly as they rode toward
home, "what a man like that can
have in common with Don Mason?”
Indeed, she had to repeat the ques
tion before her husband, who was
deep in thought, roused himself to
reply:
"Possibly he wants to book him
for his next expedition.”
Corinne
"I wish
Don could
portunity,
sort would settle Nora! Did you see
that Kemp Corless acted extremely
struck with her to-night? They say
he’s worth ten million if he’s worth
a cent.”
Ned shrugged.
"I can’t see our fastidious sister
falling for a bald head and fifty
II forget it!” Don rose, as
end to the discussion. *
home, Nora, I seem to,
when I turn in early. I
Sales Ajants s Harold F. Ritchie * Co.,
Limited, Toronto
I even forget! appear6 t0 me," maintained
take you to a’ her husband with honestly which
dear, I’ve won- j
Through Church Relationships was
given by 'Miss Lavona Cooper. The
meeting closed with hymn 3 47 and
the Mizpah benediction.
had never
Trust Nora for that!
the luxuries of
a few months to* wait;
Don plroved hinjjsef. a
roused by the cessation
said: "Want
book ’round
not all, but part of
conversation.
Don. I—I almost
near going straight
you
will
But
out
wouldn’t be fair to either of
That
you.
"I've
brightened.
to goodness he would!
never resist such an op-
and in absence of that
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seemed to hang on despite numerous medicines I took.
I was fold about Dr. Wood's Norway Pino Syrup, so
started taking it right away. I took two bottles and
my cough was gone. Now I always keep my medicine
cheat well supplied with it,”
Price, 35c a bottle; large family size, 65c, at all
drug and general stores; put up only by The T. Mil
burn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont.
would have astonished’ Leonora,
"that the guest of honor was mono-
g, Don!”
For a while there was silence, a
thoughtful silence on the part of Co
rinne before she ventured: "I won
der if the man would dine with us
if he understood that Don would be
there. It might be worth attempt
ing. I-Ie’s tremendously sought af
ter, you know.”
Being not utterly blind to his
wife’s social ambition, Ned threw
her an ironic glance.
"Better not try, my dear,” was
his advice, "and save yourself a dis
appointment. I’ve heard, he turns
down almost everyone.”
Strangely enough. Ned
had reached the
as to what this
wanted of Don
years later did
amazing fact that for her sake Don
had refused the chance to be a mem
ber of an Arctic expedition that was
to make history. If at mat time she
had proof of his devotion, it would
have been, revealed in the knowledge
of this astounding sacrifice. And he
had never told her! The revelation
came with the finding of an old let
ter; and, reading between the lines,
Nora shed tears over the struggle
her lover
before he
have been
venture.
I iSo things went better for a time.
What Nora did' not suspect was
the heroic effort Don was making
to conceal his unhappy state of mind.
He was bitterly ashamed to hav^ her
know how let-down he really was—
how intolerable the situation had
become to him. Often he felt that
could he talk freely!—get the sense
of rebellion at this, way of living out
of his system, it would ease the
strain; but Nora was worried enough
as it was, he argued. Why add to
her troubles? Let her think1, if she
could, that he was at last becoming
inured to this hectic existence which
his fellowmen regarded as the na
tural thing. Don felt that the fault
was all his own. And to make
things harder, spring was in the air
and on the treetops—spring, which
always played the devil with him!
Just the scent of a blossoming lilac
.Stirred something in the very depths
of his being—a almost irresistible
desire to be away—it didn't matter
where—just away . . . And he was
chained to a ledger, as securely as
were those slaves in the old gal
leons . , .
To Don, filled with spring’ wander
lust, the long day seemed intermin
able, and the office little better than
a prison cell. There came an even
ing when he could not go to Nora
for fear she would suspect the ter
rible unrest that had possession of
him. Instead he tramped for miles
into the country, trying to find peace
from the stars— Ahe cool
ening—the wild, sweet
growing things,
It was 1 late when he
steps toward town. Peace had elud
ed him. He could not find it. At
intervals the shrill whir of an alarm
clock, that piercing sound which
roused him every morning, rang in
his ears so realistically that the
young man wondered if he were go
ing mad. Reaching a bridge he
1 paused to rest a moment, gazing
down into the infinite blackness of
, the moving water. Peace must be
there, he mused. Peace and cool-
; ness; release from this ghastly
; treadmill that men called Life. Af-
| tor all, did the cowards have the best
■ Af It? Or in fhaf aftrnftwliero Imvnrt/f
Lambert
correct conclusion
eminent explorer
Mason. Not until
Nora discover the
must have gone through
relinquished what would
to him so thrilling an ad-
"Don’t I?” Don smiled at this de
scription. "The truth is, I am tied
to a ledger—an immense and hor
rible black book chuck full of fig
ures that persist in dancing before
my eyes when I want to sleep and
getting into the wrong colunrs day
times, just to be spiteful.”
"You better be thankful they don’t
smell bad,” the girl retorted. "I
work in a dye house. Some days I
can’t hardly eat my lunch. How long
you been goin’ with your sweetie,
anyhow?”
Don was beginning to enjoy him
self. To be revealing his life his
tory to, an utter stranger, with no
thought of the conventions, brought
back the days of easy vagabondage
that had once been his. Besides, this
encounter would be something to
tell Nora—something amusing. He
answered, dropping with ease into
the vernacular of his companion, a
habit which endeared him to chance
acquaintances: "We’re been goin’
together more’n a year now, sister.”
"And you ain’t tired of he£?”
"Not so’s you’d notice it!” grin
ned Don.
The girl drew in a breath which
seemed somehow, laden with disap
pointment.
"I bet she’s got a lot o’ swell
clothes then, boy.”
Not moving his head, Don turned
his eyes a little. The moon had come
from behind a bank of clouds, and
he saw distinctly the much-washed,
sleazy frock the gin wafe wearing.
Even a patch under one arm was
visible as she raised her elbows to
the parapet, arid, looking, down in
to the dark water, repeated the
statement she had just made: “I bet
she’s got a lot o’ clothes.”
Don said, a vision of Nora’s silver
slippers and gay chiffons rising be
fore hm; "I’ll say she has! But be
lieve me, girl, I’d think) as much of
her without ’em.”
"A lot you would!’
(To be continued)
of the
scent
turned
ev-
of
his
of it? Or in that somewhere beyond
1 did they look back regretfully, sor
rowfully, wishing they’d played the
game--wishing . , . .
"Thinkin’ about ending it all?”
chine a voice close at his side.
Don started guiltily, having been
too lost in thought to hear ap-
r i
ELIMVILLE
(Crowded out last week)
The Live Oak Mission Circle held
thei regular monthly meeting last
Wednesday afternoon at the home
of Miss Helen Murch. (Miss Lavona
Cooper had charge of the meeting
which was opened with hymn 223
followed by the Lord.’s Prayer in
unison. The Scripture Lesson Luke
18:i35-43 was read by 'Miss Helen
Murch. The Devotional Leaflet
"Among the Multitudes” was given
by .Miss Audrey Prance. The roll call
wds answered by a quotation on
"One of God’s Promises.” The
minutes of the last meeting were
read and' adopted. Readings were
given by Miss Laura {ford on "Tem
perance”; Miss Marjorie Delbridge
entitled, "Pan Chen” also by Miss
Wilhelmia Ferguson entitled "A
Chinese School Girl Writes” Miss
Marparet Johns gave tne chapter
from the Study Book "Training the
Sharers” after which (Mrs. Peters
led in Prayer. The meeting closed
with hymn 168 and Mizpah benedic
tion.
The Y. P. S. met on Monday even
ing. The President opened the
meeting with hymn 226 and the
Lord’s Prayer repeated in unison.
The minutes of the last meeting
were read and adopted. .Some busi
ness was dealt with and Miss Mar
jorie Delbridge took charge of the
worship period. Hymn 174 was sung
and the Scripture Lesson Exodus
20:8-11 and Matthews 16:13-19 was
read by (Miss Mary Herdman; the
second part Lukie 22:19-20 and John
10:14-16 was read by Miss Gladys
Johns. Miss Laura Ford gave the
Discussion on the lesson. Mrs.John
Brock then road n* poem "Hope,”
Prayer was offered by Mise Margar
et Johns. The topic "Enrichment
SHIPKA
(Crowded, out last week)
Congratulations to (Mr. and Mrs.
leaiah Tetreau on their recent mar
riage on .Saturday, March 3rd.
The Y. P. S. held their regular
meeting on Monday evening.
Last Sunday was missionary day
in the Sunday School. A piano duet
was given by Mieses: Lorraine -Baker
and. Lillian Lovie and a song by a
class of girls.
Miss Ruth Lamport, who has spent
the past six weeks at the home of
her sister in Ilderton returned to
her home on Thursday last.
A large number attended the auc
tion sale of the late C. Finkbeiner’e
estate on Thursday last. Mr. Al
bert Gaiser bought trip 100-acre
farm and IMr. Lome Finkbeiner the
50-a;cre farm. ,
Mr. Gordon Ratz has been under
the doctor’s care with an attack of
appendicitis. His friends hope he
will recover soon.
Eddie Yearley from Crediton is
spending a few days with his uncle
anri aunt, Mr. and Mrs. A. Keyes.
Mies Iva Baker from Grand Bend
is visiting with her cousin Miss L.
Baker.
Miss Dorothy Ratz ie visiting with
friends, in Melbourne.
Mrs. Percy Mollard has returned
to her home after a few weeks’ visit
with relatives in Kitchener.
(Mir. and Mrs. Hodgson from Brins
ley were visitors at the home of Mr.
and1 Mrs. W. Lovie last Thursday.
Mr. W. Witzel and Irene have re
turned after spending a few weeks
with her daughters, Mrs. H. Pfaff,
near Crediton.
Mr. and Mrs. Gordon McNair and
babe spent last Thursday at the
home of Mr. and Mrs. Ed. Lamport.
Mr. Wm. Sweitzer attended the
Fire Insurance meeting at Zurich
Saturday last.
GREENWAY
(Crowded out last week)
•Mrs, Hotson, of London, spent a
few days last week with her son
John and 'Mrs. J. Hotson.
Mr. and Mrs. John Gill, of Grand
Bend, visited Mr. and Mrs. L. Pol
lock, last Thursday.
Miss Mary Corbett returned on
Saturday after spending several
weeks in Fordwich nursing her
father who was ill but is now quite
recovered.
A message was received, here last
week of the sudden passing of Mr. I
Albert C. Wilson in Spingfield, Ill.
The community extends sympathy to
the bereaved ones.
The young people of the United
church gathered at the home of IMIr.
and Mrs. J. Romphf last Tuesday
and spent a pleasant social evening
with games and music. During the
evening (Miss- Fern Luther read an
address and Donald MlcGregor pres
ented Mr. and Mrs. Alonzo Romphf
with a handsome case containing
silver forks and knives with blades1
of stainless steel. Mr. and Mrs. Al
onzo Romphf both replied express
ing their appreciation. Refreshments
were served and the young folk in
leaving expressed many kindly
wishes for the happiness of the
youthful couple.
Mr. Seibourne English, of Detroit,
was home for the week-end.
Miss Ellen Hicksi has returned to
Stanley after spending a week at
home.
The milder weather came just in
time to permit a good crowd to at
tend the oyster supper in the United
church last Thursday. The supper
left nothing to be desired and Rev.
S. J. Mathers was chairman for the
program of music and readings which
followed. Local talent was assist
ed by Douglas Gill, of Grand Bend,
who gave violin solos and Norman
Turnbull also of Grand Bend, who
sang two numbers, Miss Nola Des-
jardine acting as accompanist. Their
numbers were heartily encored. Pro
ceeds amounted to $51.00.
Mr. and Mirs. W. Curts and Miss
Viola Curts, of London visited IMr.
and Mrs. C. H. Curts last week.
Mrs. Alex Hotson, of Ailsa Craig,
is visiting her sister Mrs/ Lrifen;ce
Curts. i
We .welcome Mrs. C. Curts out af-1
ter her long illness, >
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