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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-05-24, Page 6THURSDAY^ MAY tilth, 1031 THE EXETER TJMES-ADVOCATE - SHINING PALACE - by Christine Whiting Parmenter SYNOPSIS Nora, adopted1 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 letei’ 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 and 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’ll know when you see it. Your man might not like to have you take it—-from me, you know. But you tell him that if I was to kick off sudden some guy would steal it off me most likely. And.— and I wanter give it to you—most more’n I ever wanted anything. I—" she hesitated then broke out pas sionately: “Say! you’re the first good woman that’s spoken a kind word to me for 15 years’ I’m only dirt to them all; but if they knew how I got this way—Well,” her voice dropped dully—“that don’t matter now. I’m used to it. But you keep that safe, lady. I came by it honest. A man gave it to me once —the only decent fella I ever knew And next morning a bright, clear morning as if Cape Town were doing its best to overcome an unfortunate impression, they set forth in a sec ond class cabin (Oh, shades of Leo nora Lambert) on what was to be a most momentous voyage. Safe in the depths of Nora’s handbab lay a small white box tied with a scarlet rib bon. The English boy, reluctant to see them go was on the wharf. His was the last face they saw in Cape Town. His was the last voice they heard. Above the confusion of departure it reached them clearly: “Good bye and Good Hope!” South ound luanlung PROTECTS %Lthe Community .}---------------------------------------------------- ------------ Head Office Montreal . . ..........................................■...... ■ . — .———■——---------------------—-—i* MODERN, EFFICIENT BANKING SERVICE ,,.the Outcome of 116 Years’ Successful Operation _____________________________ ________ ________—i—----------<---------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------V BANK OF MONTREAL Established 1817 TOTAL ASSETS IN EXCESS OF $ 7 5 0,0 0 0,00 0 Exeter Branch: T. S. WOODS, Manager Africa’s farewell to the departing vuyager. How near, and yet how infinitely far away that year seemed now! Thus mused Nora as she watched the rising tide encroach slowly but surely on their resting place. What things one lived through'and emerg ed from unbroken! And here they were where they started life togther she and Don, back at ‘the shack’ a very crowded dwelling place "be cause” said Don regarding Carl Ven able’s last gift to Nora, "because my dear, with a baby grand and two grand babies, there’s hardly enough room to come in out of the rain! Yet Leonora was so happy at be ing home again—so lost in ecstasy over the piano, that nothing else seemed of the least consequence. It was a ilong cry from that day six years before when she had regarded mere cobwebs and the lack of run ning water with such keen dlismay. What inconceniences hadn’t she put up with in those six years? Nora smiled at the thought, and observed abruptly. “What a parlor ornament I once was, Don! Do you remember that until you brought me to the shack I’d never known the want of a kit chen apron?” Don turned his head, and without disturbing* their younger son, who sat astride him, reached out and lifted' one of Nora’s hands, her right., hand. It was the delicately form ed sensitive hand of a musician long fingered, slender. Nothing could mar its perfect contour; yet it was also the hard, brown hand of a wo man who had labored at tasks that leave their scars. It was a hand that had washed innumerable dish es; scrubbed floors; patched, darn ed, ironed, but on one finger blaz ed a thing of undying beauty; a matchless Kimberley diamond, the “.good-bye present” of a woman in far off Cape Town. Don kissed the^palm of that work- worn, hand, and said, addressing his small son: “She’s a wonder, is n’t she?” “A perfec’ wonner,” agreed the baby; and they both laughed before Don quesitoned: "Where’s brother vanished to?” Nora glanced .down the ibeach to where a small boy in a scarlet bath The Bank of Montreal works constructively and conservatively for the protection of its depositors and the community as a whole. Because the Bank has, for more than a cen tury, endeavoured to do this, it has come to be regarded throughout tiie length and breadth of the Dominion as a sound, safe and friendly institution. Make the nearest branch’ your banking head quarters — a place to which you can go regularly to transact your banking affairs, to obtain information, and to discuss with the Manager your plans and problems. ing suit was beginning operations on a tunnel that was to reach “Aunt Connie way over in Capri!” "He’s constructing a subway to Italy, I believe. This agrees with the kiddies, doesn't it?” This question, innocent in itself, wins, as developed later, merely an opinion. “Even this single month has made a difference in them.” Noro 'continued, choosing her words with care. “Jimsy has gained a pound, and Donald, two, I almost dread . . .” Don moved to scan her face for a stealthy moment. "I’ve been rather expecting thlat, my dear,” he said. Nora laughed, touching his hand as if to reassure him. "Afraid I’ll turn domestic?” she queried lightly. “You are domestic,” asserted Don. “That’s one of the reasons why I love you. You can create a home in the barest of hotel rooms, darl ing, Haven’t I seen you take a tumble-down villa overlooking the Lake of 'Como and with the aid of a couple of Italian blankets and a bress candlestick transform it into such of place of 'peace and beauty that even Mussol'ini (if he had the good luck to get inside), would cease to dictate for a moment and let himself relax? If we were to occupy an igloo in the Antartic, I’ve no doubt you’d make it so attractive that the penguims would stand around begging to come in! You are a wonder, Nora, just as> I observed a moment since. Why, I’ll wager you could take that weather-beaten old barn back there beyond the dunes and make a home of it!” “I could"’ said Nora. Two words. Two words spoken with such a triumphant ring that in a flash Don comprehended things that had been puzzling him: a re cent day when he found her staring, dreamy-eyed, at the old barn, a trip to the Port that seemed unnecessary 1-Ie sat up suddenly; deposited his outraged baby on the sand, and ex ploded with undue violence: "Nora, you can’t can’t mean it! You’re crazy! That hideous old stable!” "It’s a lovely stable,” defended Leonora, "and we can buy it for al most nothing. The owners moved to Portland years ago when, the house burned, Don. They’re itired of paying taxes and waiting for a summer colony to spring up next door and boom land values. They’ll take three hundred dollar® for the whole place—an acre facing the broad Atlantic: Imagine that! And the barn’s thrown in. They don’t consider it worth mentioning.” “It’s not,” said Don. His face was just a bit forbidding. “And it 'Strikes me, Madam, that you’re rather as tonishingly well informed”, Nora was forced to laugh at this merited attack. "I’ve taken pains to be,” she ad mitted honestly. “Not to deceive. Don, or to put something over on you in an unguarded moment, but because I had to know just where we stood. I'm not asking you to settle down forever, dear. How could you earn a living in such a place?), but I’m homesick for a spot to call my own—a refuge in 'time of need—a nook to hold the lovely things we just can’t lielip collecting •—a haven when there’s a baby to be born. It’® no fun bringing a child into the world during a storm at sea as—as I did Jimsy.” Don looked at her in silence for a moment. When he spoke there was a trace of anger in hi® voice. “Are you implying that I don't know it? That I underestimate the horror of that, experience—foi* you, my dear? Do you think I’d have risked waiting so long to sail (even though we thought there was time to spare) if we hadn’t been so damn ably hard up that I felt I must squeeze every possible shilling out of South Africa? Why, I even con sidered sending you on earlier, alone Nora, and was afraid you couldn’t stand the trip, with the boy to look after! I wonder if you've the least conception of how I felt that night when you woke me to say that things were imminent and I found the ship doctor on board too sick with fever to lift his head off the pillow. I—-I was sick myself, Nora, sick with fear, I mean, remembering what yon went through before. You don’t know me if y'ou think I'd let you take a chance like that again. You don’t—•” “Oh, come!” broke in Nora, smil ing a little. "One would think I’d accused yon of neglect! And I did- not meed a doctor with that marvel ous Norwegian nurse you dug up from among the passengers and my capable husband, who- to’ok her or ders like a soldier. /It’s you who’s the wonder of the family, Don. You never let me see that you were ner vous—not for a minute. I remember thinking: ‘Don wouldn’t be so calm if things weren't going right’; but I was frightened just the same ter rible frightened, especially when the storm was at its height and my vi vid imagination pictured the ship just ready tio go down. And if everything hadn’t been normal this time—-well, let’s forget that possi bility. Let’s get back to the barn.” “Pony?” questioned James Lam bert Mason with what appeared to his admiring father as rare intelli gence. “You hear that, Nora?” he asked grimly. “Why, even the kiddie understands that a barn’s intended to shelter only cattle.” Nora laughed. ‘‘Since when have ponies' been considered cattle darling,” “Oh, you may laugh,” said Don, and hi® Wife knew instantly that something! hurt him “but when I re member all you have gave up for— for me, Nora, the thought of your living in a stable,—” “The ‘Christ Child was born in a Stable, Daddy.” They both turned, startled, not having heard the approaching feet of their elder son. He stood behind them, his scarlet bashing suit a patch of gorgeous color against the dunes, his big brown eyes regarding his parents soberly. ( “So He was,” said Don, and pull ed the scarlet figure down on hi® knee. Across the child’s dark head his dyes met Nfora’s. This serious first-born of theirs, whose five short year® had been spent almost entire ly among elder®, possessed an un canny way of getting at the heart of things. Sometimes it awed them as it did now. “Cows?” questioned the baby, and sat down again, this time on Nora. His mother stooped to cares® the soft, fair hair: and Don said gently: “I stand rebuked, Nora. Now I’ll be reasonable. What’® your Idea?” (Continued next week) “I want to stay off any reference to this Gd-eent dollar until I have seen one.”-—Will Rogers Just watch children listen to Kellogg’s Rice Krispies crackle in milk or cream. Then watch them eat. You never need to coax them. Rice Krispies are a fine, nourishing food. Easy to di gest. Extra good for the children’s evening meal. Al ways oven-fresh in the WAX- tite wrapper. Made by Kellogg in Rondon, Ontario. 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