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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-05-03, Page 6THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE SHINING PALACE by Christine Whiting Parmenter SYNOPSIS Nora, adopted daughter of James Lambert, indulgent old gentlemen has decided to marry Don Mason, who lacked stability. Nora’s mother ran away with a singer who later deserted her and on a deathbed wrote a leter to her husband James Lambert. He came and took her daughter Nora to his home. Now he is anxious to protect Nora from such a mar­ riage when Nora insists, he agrees to give Don a year’s trial in busi­ ness under his son, Ned Lambert, who like his father has a poor opinion of Don. Goaded by Ned, Don is trying desperately to be­ come a business man. Ned anfl Don had a final disagreement com­ ing to blows and Don left. He and Leonora were married immediate­ ly and left for a shack in Maine belonging to an artist friend of Don’s. THE STORY "You can see for yourself that it’s not the asme place without your sis­ ter; and IMr. Lambert feels it. That’s why he sits in her room so much. It makes her seem nearer. I know as well as if he’d told me, ’ which he’d die rather than do, or my name’s not Martha Berry. He’s stub­ born, your father, if you’ll excuse my saying so. Not that he isn’t the finest man that ever lived, as I’ve reason to know it anybody had. You were a boy at the time, but in my mother’s long illness he paid all her bills. If she had been his own on'Other he couldn’t have done more; and he sent my nieces college, too. But for can be stubborn when notion into his head; been times during the years when if -I hadn’t known my place, Mr. Ned, I would have thrown things at him.” Martha spoke so looked so like the she really was, that sible for Ned Lambert entirely a laugh at the throwing teacups at his being humor, thought and smiled, little smile as he continued: “Maybe you’re thinking I don’t know my place, after all. Maybe J you think I’m an old meddler; but you were a little boy when I came here, Mr. Ned, and it was I opened . the door for your poor father the day he came home carrying Miss' Nora, and she looking like nobody at all—poor lamb!—in her out-J grown coat. Never will I forget her thin little wrists coming o’ those coat sleeves; and her big, sad eyes, and the trustful way she looked up at Mr. Lambert when he set her down. "You see, you’re my family, all of you, Mr. Ned; and I can’t bear that your father’s stubbornness should break his own heart and Miss Nora’s too. He should remember that this is not one of those foreign countries he hates to travel in where folks pick out husbands for their daughters and hands ’em over 'like they was bags of meal. And it’s a good tboy she’s married. He .gave me his seat in the subway one o’ my days off when I was going out to my niece Clara’s to have supper. It takes a gentleman to give up his seat to a woman he’s seen wearing her cap and apron—an old woman too, and not good looking! Now go up to your father, Mr. Ned; and if you can make him see that it’s only a mule that’ll bite off his nose to spite its face, it’ll save him a heartache.” She opened the door, then as Ned remained silent, added stiffly, membering her place; "I don if I’ve effended, |Mr. It was then that Ned gave way to one of the to business all that he he gets a and there’ve the last >3 0 .seriously and ideal it servant was impos- to suppress idea of her father. And his wife deplored ("Oh Ned! she’s only a servant!”)—an impulse that would have made Nora cheer. Per­ haps he was remembering the times when n some childhood illness. Martha had sat by his bed through the long, dark hours of night "keep­ ing him company." Or that it was Martha he went to for comfort on that terrible day when, a heart­ broken lad of nine, he learned that his mother was never coming home. Whatever it was, Ned crossed the space between them and put his arm around those faithful shoulders in a boyish hug. “Offended! How could you sibly offend a Lambert, Martha, af-’ ter all you’ve done f-oi- us? there’s more to this business you understand.” The man’s darkened. June day- jaw lame for a week. ‘‘There things one can’t forgive or . . He paused, not knowing just howj to proceed; and the woman said, in. the gentle way she had told him ( many truths in the years gone by: | "Excuse me, nothing we care enough, up and see your father.” “And when I got there,” Ned his wife later that evening. ‘ was sitting in the big wing-chair in Nora’s bedroom. There was a fire in the hearth, and the place did .look more—well, more cheerful, perhaps than the rooms downstairs. He was reading a letter, but when he glanc­ ed up and saw me he stuffed it into a pocket, which made me wonder if was from* Leonora. I thought—hon­ estly, Corinne, I sort of felt he did- not like my finding him there.” He got right up and said: "Why didn’t you telephone? If I’d known were coming over I’d have downstairs.” "Did you go down then?” "No. It was plain he wanted to; but I said: ‘Sit still, dad. I’m. only going to stay a minute. Did you know that Nora sailed for Italy this I afternoon?” You see, Corinne, I pos- ( But( than, face ( He was recalling a hot -a blow that had left his are J * Mr. Ned, can’t forgive—if Run along now. but there’s we! Run i I told ‘‘Dad you been herself not utterly devoid of i thought it was better to speak right the woman surmised his out.I felt, after what Martha’d said, a respectful | that it -might do him good to talk, if he once got started.” "What’d he say?’ "Nothing, for just a minute. I. think my question took him a bit off guard. But you know Dad! He can always pull himself together. And after a minute he said quietly: j ‘Yes, I know.’ That’s all (Corinne. It made me feel almost uncomfortable —as if he’d said: “It’s none of your business, Ned, Get along home.’ You know what I mean.” "Oh, yes, I' know!” eyes made me Nora left, him that I’m fond there are times when he me to distraction.” A vision of the faithful Martha slinging teacups caused Ned Lam­ bert to smile a little. Then his wife asked: "Did you speak of Nora any more?" "We did because I rather forced the subject — not because I was curious, you know, but I wanter to help him if I could. Dad’s had such a lot of trouble through his family.’ "Corinne, I’ve always—ever since I was old enough to think about it I wanter to feel that I, who’ve never gone against his wishes, had made it up to him. But to-night, sitting there in Nora’s bedroom, it came over me that I was accountable for this last break that’s hurt him more than anything since the trouble with my—my mother.” "You accountable!” Corinne closed the most talked of novel of the month, forgot its fifty unread pages and gave him her entire attention. "Of all the absurd statements! yes, I' know!” Corinne’s narrowed unpleasantly. "He feel that way just after when I was trying to tell he’d done exactly right, ■of your father, Ned, but irritates girlhood. The same Nora, . . Never, have had hit yon? 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Price 25c at all drug stores. 20© QJlje lExrtrr ©imca-Ahnaratr Established 1873 and 1887 Published every Thursday morning at Exeter, Ontario SUBSCRIPTION-—$2.00 per year In advance. What would your father you do when that fellow Turn the other cheek?” “It was a jaw, dear,” minded her in a feeble attempt at humour. He hated his wife to get "worked up.” "If that’s supposed to be funny,” she retorted, “I don’t see the joke. Why, you were black and blue! If I your father hadn’t stood by you ! he’d have been a beast, Ned. Well, what else did you say?” I "Not much. I ventured the re­ mark that I wondered how their • trip was financed; and father answered with that uncanny way he has of understanding something ( you haven’t said: “Well, I didn’t i finance it, if that’s troubling you.” ( That riled ane a little, I’ll admit, but I kept my temper, I felt so ' sorry for for him, Corinne. I’ve I. never thought of my father as be­ ing an old man; but he looked old J to-night, old and unhappy. I decided I not to say anything further about Nora; and then with the best inten- I tio-n in the world, I put my foot in it!” "How?” I Ned smiled, regretfully. | "It was this way: As the atmos­ phere seemed a little strained I got up and began moving about the room. That’s such a beautiful room Corinne.” * "Beautiful,? That_shows your ignorance of such things, Ned.” Cor­ inne spoke as one with authority. "I’ll admit it lias a sort of charm; but it’s no special period, so in an artistic way it’s not correct. Why, that wing-chair you spoke of is covered with flowered chintz- there dows! ror. early (which must have cost your father a small fortune, too) is Oriental. Besides, so many books are out of place in a bedroom. Any good' dec­ orator would tell you that. But Nora refused any advice, you know; and that room's just like her. Av- full pretty if you admire that sort of thing, but—well, hodgepodge.” "A damn retorted Ned. eary American the trouble, that it was the handsomest bed I ever saw. I stopped beside it to admire one of the posts, expected to stir Dad up asked where it came from. n’t answer right away, so I turned around and—honestly, Corinne, he looked as though some one had struck him. Then he pulled himself together and said: ‘It came from a country auction down in Maine. It was a rainy day. Only one antique dealer to compete with, and he n’t knew his business. I got bed for forty dollars.’ "I said: ‘You certainly got a gain, and any time you want to get rid of it . . .” "Well?” prodded Corinne as her husband stopped. “That, it seems, was my mistake Father said, and his voice was ex­ actly as cold as if I’d been some smart Aleck trying to get the better of him in a business deal. ‘That bed is not mine to get rid of, as you unpleasantly put it. It belongs to my daughter.’ Just that, Corinne.” Ned’s wife sat up so the chaise longue that American novel the floor. "He has no like that, Ned. so.” "Oh, .calm down, my dear. I n’t have to. I guess he saw by my face how awfully surprised I was, for he came over and put his arm across my shoulders—said I mustn’t pay any attention to him—that he was upset over something. We didn’t quarrel. Never have, you know. We sat down again and talked nothing in particular—the market- RATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for fint four insertions. 25c. each subse­ quent insertion. .Miscellaneous ar­ ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six word*. Reading notices Card of Thanks vertising 12 and Memoriam, with extra verses 25c. 10c. per line. 50c. Legal *d- 8c. per line. In one verse 50o. each. THE LATE MR. JAMES Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association eyes—that she was to fight for most heavenly spot” father), “and I’m thrifty Italian house- be if I weren’t com- my work every few The death of David Turner James in his 72nd year occurred on his farm on the Sth concession of Mc­ Gillivray Township. He was the se­ cond son of John James who was born in England, and his mother was Elizabeth Turner, born on the Sth concession of McGillivray. He was born on the 18th concession of West Williams, where he was rais­ ed, and worked on his father’s farm until 16 years ago, when he moved to his residence in McGillivray. He was married twice, his first wife Nancy Miliken, passed away over 3 years ago and later he married Mrs. Jennie Mack. Surviving are his wife, two daughters, Mrs. R. Scott and Mrs. R. Whiting, both of McGillivray Township, two brothers George, Parkhill, and John, Kitchener, and a sister, (Mrs. W. Doby, W. Williams. Mr. James was a member of the Centenary United church, of which he was an elder and superintendent of the 'Sunday School. The funeral was held from his late with interment in the cemetery. The pallbearers Hoorner, J. Horner, E. Luther, W. Dixon, A. Taylor. Ya*lTYTllBWllF¥<Y,TlVlYlVlVlWaYllVllV*TlVaVaYWllV9 Professional Cards ■II HiHHHHmHHHHin GLADMAN & STANBURY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, Money to Loan, Investments Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vault for use of our Clients without charge EXETER and HENSALL CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, LOANS, INVESTMENTS INSURANCE Office: Carling Block, Main Street, EXETER, ONT. At Lucan Monday and Thursday residence Parkhill are Rock, W. J. ■and are silk hangings at the win- Imagine making such an er- And the bed and bureau are American, while the rug mood when she fashion- I wish you could see it, it's really a hodge-podge,” it was that fine "And bed that cauesd all I’ve always thought I never when I He did- did- that bar­ dropped suddenly on the great unheeded to fight to I hope you told answer you him did- about stock] •the weather—anything fact, except Nora! He promised go to bed soon as I left.” But James Lambert didn’t go bed then. He sat quite still in No­ ra’s big wing chair, (I want one big enough to curl all up in, Daddy!”) until he heard the front and knew that he would terrupted. Then he drew from a reading when that he didn’t know by heart, having al- it a dozen times, as Mis eyes on the signature—those in to to door close not be in- pocket the Nedletter he was came in. Not it pretty well ready perused he did all Nora’s letters, lingered childish black crosses below it. He knew instinctively that she had kiss­ SHIPPED 51,220 CATTLE ABROAD 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 B4J Closed Wednesday Afternoons that my handsome father had and was say ed them as she used to in the days of little and yet not the same . never’ he vowed with stubborn bit­ terness, would she be the same him . . . Never again would he her get near enough to hurt him And then, softly: "I wonder she could possibly have seen there on the piei’ . .1 don’t lieve so ... I kept well back un­ til the very last, and there was such a crowd . . .But it was strange, too the way she waved at the last mom­ ent . . . very strange ... I could have sworn, even at that distance, that her face brightened . . .” It is wise Providence that blinds our eyes to what lies ahead. Nora little thought as she stood on the deck of the Larino with Don’s hand on her's that she would be twice a mother before she saw her native land again—that she was to des­ cend into the shadow of death her­ self—that she was to watch fine lines etched by the ruthless hand of care gather about Don’s happy, sea­ blue the life of a little boy tossing with fever in far off Cape Town. Her first son was born in England on a May night. The winter had gone well. As Carl Venable promis­ ed. Don’s "Letters from Capri” were welcomed with enthusiasm by the London editor; and the same letters (supplemented by thumbnail sketches by the great Venable found a ready market in America. And living in Italy was inexpen­ sive. Nora soon made a home of the tiny pink villa with its glimpse of sapphire waters and rocky hillsides which Constance Venable had ready for their arrival. "This is the (she wrote her fast becomng a wife, or should polled to stop minutes to drink in the beauties of this twin-humped camel of an island kneeling so gently in the blue, blue waters of the Mediterranean. It’s well worth the effort of climbing the million or so steps that lead to our front door (I can hear you say, ‘Don’t exaggerate, Nora. It’s, a bad habit!’) to gaze down on the wealth of flowers and foliage. Nature was in a lavish ed Capri. dad. In fact, the only thing needed to make me supremely happy would be to look out somi day and discov­ er ■overcome his prejudice climbing the rocky path, though he wouldn’t have breath enough to kiss me when he reached the top . . . “The Venables are only five min­ utes walk (perhaps I should climb!’ away; and if you could look upon the seascape Ven’s painting now, you’d mortgage the house to possess it. Incidentally, they have a .beautiful piano on which they seem to consider it an honour for me to practise; so my fingers won’t grow stiff, as I had feared they might. There are found young Venables ranging from 16 to 6—such jolly youngsters! And their mother is every bit as 'good a mother to me as she is to them, though she can’t be fifteen years my senior . This was quite true. Nora had not counted on Constance Venable in vain. "You say it’s to be in May?” the older woman questioned very thoughtfully. And then, "We must take you to England, Not that bam- binos don’t arrive daily in Italy!” she smiled: "but my Phil was born in London and I had a most skilful doctor. The nurse too, was a won­ der, I’ll write at once and engage her for you, Nora. I’ll arrange it all. You’ll want a room' in the nursing home; arid I’ll write the doctor. We were planning to sail for New York the first of May. must tell Carl to put it off for month.” And no protest on the part Leonora would make her change her mind. "Of course, I shall stay with you!” she asid, almost indignantly. "Don’t you know that our Alice wouldn’t be .here if it weren’t for Don? He kept on working over her when everybody told him it was usless. Nothing you ever ask of us, Nora, will be too much.” (Continued next week) I a of WESTERN FARMERS’ MUTUAL WEATHER INSURANCE OF WOODSTOCK CO. BAL- MUT- THE LARGEST RESERVE ANCE OF ANY CANADIAN UAL COMPANY DOING BUSINESS OF THIS KIND IN ONTARIO at Risk on $17,880,730 Amount of Insurance December 31st< 1932, Total Cash in Bank and Bonds $313,720.62 Rates—$4.50 per $1,000 for 3 years E. F. KLOPP, ZURICH Agent, Also Dealer in Lightning Rods and all kinds of Fire Insurance The total head of cattle exported to the United Kingdom in. 1933 up to December 14 was 51,220. In the corresponding period of 1932 the number was 16.73 6. Up to January 12, 1933 were accompanied by a veterinary inspector in accordance with the British regulations. On that date, the Manchester Commerce, the last steamer carrying an Inspector, sailed from .St. Jjoh’n, N. B. AW subsequent (Shipments. says the annual report of the Veterinery Inspector General, went forward in accodrance with the new regulations order No. 5 0'61 of the Minister of Agriculture and Fisheries (Great Britain) dated January 16, 19fi3, Under this ‘‘Imporation of Canadian ■Cattle order of 19(3i3,” which resulted from the Ottawa Conference, cattle were no longer distinguished as store cattle. All cattle are ■ now in­ spected, ear-tagged and kept isolated for twenty-four hours and certified when loaded on the steam­ er, but no veterinary inspector now accompanies Canadian Cattle for ex­ port Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.»D.D.S, DENTIST Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. Closed-Wednesday Afternoons K. C. BANTING, B.A., M. D. Physician and Surgeon, Lucan, Ont Office in Centralia Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday from 2 to 5 p.m. or by appointment Telephone the hotel in Centralia at any time. Phone Crediton 30r25 JOHN WARD CHIROPRACTIC, OSTEOPATHY, ELECTRO-THERAPY & ULTRA­ VIOLET TREATiMENTS PHONE 70 EXETEBMAIN ST., to Great Britain. S. S. NO. 10, HAY ARTHUR WEBER LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY PRICES REASONABLE SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Phone 57-13 Dashwood R. R. NO. 1, DASHWOOD IV—Dorothy Munn 69.1. IV—'Dorothy Dougall 76.5; Dick 61. tft—(Lloyd Mousseau 60.5. Ill—Alex IMunn 41. Noakes 71.i5; Eve- Jack Rowcliffe 58; 42.7*. Armstrong, Gordon The following is the report of iS. -S. No. 10 Hay for the Easter exam­ inations. ■Sr. Jr. Helen Sr. Jr. 2nd—(Frances lyn Corbett 64; Elton Fairbairn iSr. I—'Harry Munn. Jr. I—Kenneth Noakes. Pr.—'Donald Munn, Jimmie Row­ cliffe. An asterisk denotes that the pu­ pil has been absent for one or more examination. Hazel H. Thomson, teacher DIETZ—-WASSMAN A pretty wedding was solemnized on Thursday, April 26th, at the United Church manse, Monkton, when at 2.30 o’clock Alice Wassman daughter of IMr. and Mrs. Edward C. Wassman, Logan Township, was united in marriage to Martin Dietz, son of IMr. and Mrs. Henry Dietz, McKillop Township. The Rev. J. A. Gale performed the ceremony. The bridesmaid was Miss Irene Benne- weis, and the maid of honor was Miss Velma Wassman, sister of the bride. The best man was Orval Wassman, brother of the bride. Mr, and Mrs. Dietz will spend a honey­ moon trip in Michigan. Take Beecham’s Plls, the safest and best family laxative for the re­ lief of constipation, liverishness, in­ digestion, headaches and tiredness. Take Beecham’s Pills yourself to­ night, „and feel better in the morn- ngihg,' The ideal laxative—safest-— best—cheapest. 25c. and 50c. at your druggist. FRANK TAYLOR LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY Prices Reasonable and SatisfaotlMi Guaranteed EXETER P. O. or RING 138 USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL • FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Farquhar, Ont. President ANGUS SINCLAIR Vice-Pres., SDM'ON DOW DIRECTORS SAM’L NORRIS J. T. ALLISON WM. H. COATES, FRANK McConnell AGENTS JOHN ESSERY, Centralia, Agent for Usborne and Blddulph ALVIN L. HARRIS, Munro, Agent for Fullarton and Logan THOMAS SCOTT, Cromarty, Agent for I-Iibbert B. W. F. BEAVERS Secretary-Treasurer Exeter, Ontario GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Exeter There has been time I must When things have ben in a a hess. But just the same I’ll say grin It’s a darned good year for the ■shape it’s in.-—Unity Courier confess mell of with a THE FLU, MAYBE April showers Bring May flowers We’d like to know What’s brought by April Show. If