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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-09-06, Page 2thvksday, SEITBMBEII o, i»84 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE - TRAIL’S END - by Agnes Louise Provost SYNOPSIS Three weeks after a cream colored roadster had. been found wrecked the foot of a cliff, herself Anne Cush in the sea at a girl calling ing appears at the desert town of Marston. She has bought, sight unseen, a ranch located 30 miles away. Barry Duane, her nearest neighbor and his man Boone Petry procure a reliable woman for her and in Barry’s car, loaded down with supplies, they start across the desert. In Mar ston her reticence has aroused suspicion. Barry and Anne be come more than neighbors, and when A(une is lost in the hills and rescued by Barry, each realizes that something more than friend ship exists between them. SEVENTH INSTALMENT They were married at Trail’s End It was the quietest of weddings with only Martha Larrabee and Boon© Petry there and the minister from the larger town beyond Mars ton. Wild flowers banked the fire place and nodded from the old table Martha was blinking the tears back and thinking that she had never seen the child look so lovely. Barry was a little nervous. In another hour everyone but Martha had gone. “It does seem queer, never a line from friends or folks, even when she’s getting married. And the tags cut off her coat and things. It beats me—but nobody can tell me there’s anything wrong about her, anyway I’ve lived with her.” Barry was pacing slowly up and down the long verandah; Anne was dressing for their first dinner at home. Her one evening dress was there, a supple, shimmering thing in pale gold. Voices drifted up to her from below. “You’d better go in to Marston tomorrow morning and see if there’s any mall, Petry. I’m expecting a letter.” “Sure will, was goin’ to slip off anyway, first thing.” Petry’s voice sounded apologetic. “Got to own up to somethin’, I guess. You gave me a letter to mail pret’ near a week ago, and it must’ve slipped down be hind that old rug on the back seat and I never missed it when I pick ed up the others.” “Oh! . .1 see.” There was a per- ceptable pause. “Well, it can’t be helped. You’d better put an air mail stamp on it, and I’ll have another one ready to explain the delay.” Anne adjusted a shoulder strap, patted her hair and surveyed the result in the mirror. Fingers beat a light tattoo on the door. Barry came in. He said “Whew!” softly. “Is this what you dazzle me with. Nancy, before I’ve been married i three hours?” “Nancy!” She looked startled. “You never called me that before.” | “I don't know any better time to begin. It suits you better than Anne. You’re sweet, Nancy.” The soft notes of the gong were sounding through the house. Barry tucked her arm in his. “Come on. Mrs. Duane, and sit at the head of your table.” Petry did not start for Marson until late afternoon. It seemed to be one of those days when one thing after another goes wrong, and he insisted on attending to them him self. The evening meal was over before Petry come tramping up the ver andah steps. “Tire blew out on the way back,” he explained. “Here’s a telegram for you. Barry. It came in just be fore I left town.” Barry opened the telegram, and his face clouded with sudden anxiety “I’m sorry.” He looked apologet ically at Anne. “I’m afraid we shall Many Women and Young Girls Are Troubled With Anaemia Anaamia is caused by tho blood becoming thin and watery, and lacking in red conmseles, What the anaemic person needs mostly is a prep aration rich in the iron so essential for enriching the blood, and building up tho red corpuscles in the blood stream. Milburn’s H. & N. Pills contain the necessary iron for the purpose of acting as a restorative to the blood. They bring back color to the pale, blood less lips and checks, and increase the vitality and energy so essential to good health. Put up only by The T, Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont. have to shorten the honeymoon a little. My mother wires me that she hasn’t been well. I’m afraid we will have to start for home in % day or two.’ “Home!” Her heart was ice. “But Barry, I thought this was home.” “It is, for half of every year, and I’ve lived here so much that this seems more like my home than the real one. That is back East, about an hour out of New York. Perhaps, I ought to have told you before, but I was keeping it for a little surprise. Why Nancy, you lovely little thing! Do you think I married you to let you be buried here in a lonely moun tain valley from one year’s end to the other?” “But I love it here!” Her voice was edged with a sharp fear. “I—| thought we were going to stay here < and work out your plan for the Jun- ipero! Aren’t you going on with that Barry?" “Of course, darling.” He looked surprised at her vehemence. “But going back East is really a part of it. It’s the biggest part, for that is where I’m trying to raise the money. Why Nancy—aren’t you glad?” “Why—of course I’m glad. But you did surprise me. And I thought you were letting all your plans go . “Isn’t it silly that I never thought of you as having a family some where? I mean a near-relations family, beside the uncle who died. Suppose they don’t like me?” “What a funny baby you are! Sup pose the sun rises in the west? The immediate family isn’t very big, just my mother and me.” The palms of her hands were wet. Barry was an only son . . . she had taken him away from his mother . “I am sorry your mother isn’t well,” she said slowly. “Of course we’ll go. Does she know that we are married?” A She saw a dark flush come under the tan. “Why no. I wrote as soon as it was settled, but my letter got mislaid. But of course I’d writ ten to her about you before.” So that was it! Barry had writ ten home about her, and his mother was trying to get him away from here before he became involved with some strange girl who ran a grubby little poverty-stricken ranch. “It’s too bad,” she said quickly. “I mean about the letter. You must tell me about her ... Be a lamb and get my coat, and we’ll sit out here for a while and talk.” Barry would hate scandal, or any kind of notoriety for his wife. She knew that. So, no doubt, would this mother who was urging him to come home. But perhaps nobody would know her . . . Only an hour from New York! A night letter lay on the neatly arranged tray which held Mrs. Schuyler Dnane’s morning mail. The- tray ®f silver was old, and a collect or would have sighed with delight over it. She opened the night letter delib erately, with no doubt that it con tained, however reluctantly, exactly what she wished. 'There were two air mail lelters on the tray, but she merely gave those a glance. The night letter was curiously worded. “We!” Mrs. Duane stiffen ed. -She read it a second time, with thin, set lips. Then she reached slowly and stiffly for an air mail letter. Barry was married! Without even telling her. Outraged dignity and thwarted hopes brushed aside the explanation in the second note. And his? wife—his wife—-was some ap palling creature from a poverty- stricken ranch! She went back to the first letter with a scornful impatience which was slowly congealing to a chill dis like, “When you meet her, you will be proud of your daughter-in-law.” “Proud of her!” The hand on the letter shook. “He is infatuated and this—this woman has hurried him into a marriage before he could come to his senses. Barry Duane, who might have had his choice of a dozen, .and retrieved everything lhat we have lost!” An elderly man servant appeared at the door. “Miss Pendleton, M’m.” “Show Miss Pendleton, in, Mat thews.” “It is very pleasant to see you again Cleo. You are always thought ful, my dear. When did you return?’ “Last night. Everybody got. bored to death with everybody else* How have you been, and how is Barry?” Cleo was the only child af an enormously rich father, but even outside of this useful consideration, she liked Cleao. She was herself a woman of ability and strong will, and she respected the determination and cleverness under that soft x- terior. “I have a letter from Barry this morning.” Mrs. Duane answered the last question. “Is he still playing cowboy? Can’t we do anything to cure him? Mr.s. Duane smiled faintly. “I am afraid he is past curing . . Barry was married last Monday.” After all, the Duanes were the Duanes, Barry’s mother made the announcement smoothly. “Married! Barry married!” It was not often that Cleo Pendleton could be startled from her confident poise. “And we’ve all been saying for years that he was girl-proof. Who is she? Do I know her?” “No. She is a stranger to—all of us. Someone he met out there. It was very sudden. Perhaps Mrs. Duane felt that this much was due to Cleo, but she made her explanation with dignity. “Dear Mrs. Duane, how hard for "you!” Cleo’s voice was sweetly impulsive. She laid her cool young fingers over the older woman's hand, and for an instant Mrs; Duane returned the pressure. “My dear, I do not question my son’s choice. But I must admit that I had other hopes for him.” “I’m sure it will be all right. Are they coming back here?” “Next week.” ‘'Oh, how nice! But it’s a pity we couldn’t have had a. chance to get acquainted before, isn’t it?” Cleo’s hard little smile came back. “Oh well, we can have some dinners and dances and things, in honor of the bride. Call on me if I can help won’t you? I must run along . . . Good-bye.” Mrs. Duane rang for Matthews., "Matthews, Mr. Barry was mar ried a few days ago and will be home next Wednesday. Please see that the west wing is made ready for me.” “The—the West wing, Ma’am?” “Certainly Matthews".” In five minutes the news was buzz ing in the rear of the old house. In the seclusion of her own quite luxurious suite the sole heir of the Pendetlons was behaving badly. From her petted babyhood, Cleo had her own way. And now—Barry Duane was married. Barry Duane i was the only man she had ever wanted. “I hate her!” she thought furious ly. “I’ll make him ashamed of his ranch girl, Sweet simplicity . . . . what’ll .she look like in Granleigh's? I’ll make him wish he’d never seen her. I’ll give Barry Duane six months or less, to be sick to his bargain.’ Every day of their homeward journey had been reminding Anne that instead of a struggling young ranch owner she had married a man of assured sociaj position. "Almost home, Nancy.’ That was from Barry, Except for the deep tan he was scarcely recog nizable as the same Barry Duane she had first seen, coatless, dusty and cheerfully informal. The train was slowing down. “There’s John at the platform. He doubles as gardener and chauf feur, but I do my own driving. ’ Barry nodded at one man, moved his hand in careless salute to an other raised his hat to a woman. Anne knew that several heads had turned. Evidently everybody counted knew everybody in this plea-ant old town. The ear swept away from the sta tion and down a wide, well-kept rohd They were passing a high stone wall about midway of which a wide gate way indicated a drive. As they came abreast a car shot out of the opened gates a swift roadster, and cut in ahead of them. There was a girl at the wheel. She half turned her head as she shot across their path, with an impudent little grin and swift wave of one hand. “Reckless little devil!” Barry half frowned, and then laughed. “That’s Cleo Pendelton. She’s an imp. Does pretty much as she please—her dad’s the richest man around here, except one, and she’s the only child. You’ll like her.” “She’s pretty, Anne reserved com ment about liking Cleo Pendleton, It had seemed to Anne that wide baby eyes had swept her with a stare as cool and efficient as blue steel. The car was turning into a shad ed drive which curved toward a wide, old house ,It was not as pre tentious as most but it was older and mellower. A tall, spare wom,an with beauti ful hands and an emotionless' face was waiting to greet them. Barry said: “Here we are Mother with just a touch of nervousness. He bent and kissed her, and drew Anne forward with one arm. “I don’t need to tell you who this is Mother, except that she is just as lovely as she looks, and I am a proud hubsand. Nancy Darling, this is my mother, and yours.” Whatever surprise Mrs. Duane may have felt as she looked at the “ranch •girl” she was far* too well trained to show lit. What (had ,such a girl been doing in a desolate place like this Marston—unless perhaps she had deliberately followed Barry there? She had not intended to kiss her daughter-in-law, but she did. It was a chill salute, but it answered. “My sOn’s wife of course is. wel come. Barry, my dear, how brown you are.” Anne held the beautiful old hand a moment longer. “I hope we shall be friends,” she said impulsively. I do want Barry’s mother to like me.” Mrs. Schuyler Duane smiled re motely and chilled again. “We will take that for granted. I suppose you would like to rest af ter your journey? Matthews , will show you to your rooms.” Matthpws showed them to a pleasant suite. “Like it, Nancy?” “Who could help liking it? It’s a beautiful old house.” (Continued next week) PRESENTATION Some thirty friends of Thomas J. Egan, St. Marys, gathered at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Jas. Riley and after a social time presented him with an electric mantle clock. BREAKS ARM While working in the Seaforth Creamery, Hugh Oke, son of Mr. 'and Mrs. William Oke got his arm caught in the belt and it was found the arm was broken. GODERICH COUNCIL/ TO CURB BOISTEROUS FOLK Orders Saturday Night Street Patrol Since Advent of Beverage Room GODERICH,' Aug. 31.—Instruc tions were given by the town coun cil to the chief of police to patrol the business streets of the town on Saturday nights and with assistance of his night constable to curb any recurrence of alleged boisterousness of last Saturday night which is said to have ushered in the advent of a beer beverage room in Goderich. It was charged that the night officer on duty last Saturday night, since re placed, purposely avoided the bev erage room neighborhood. Reeve Mannings’ said he was on the streets from 8.30 to 110/ o’clock and saw nothing untoward. Mayor Lee said that bootleg alcohol had a wide sale in Goderich on the night in question. His worship said it went begging at $8 a gallon, and that there was a deliberate plot on the part of bootleggers to discredit beverage rooms. The two local weekly newspapers the Signal, Liberal, in a news story, tells Of disgraceful scenes on the streets and protests editorially against the granting of authorities in Huron County. The Star, Indepen dent Conservative, reports that the opening nights of the sale of strong beer in Goderich after 20 years ab sence passed off quietly and without incident. The police report that not one ar rest for drunkenness has been made who here in a month. Huron County Potato W > J Established 1873 and 1887 Growers Field Meeting A Potato Growers Field Meeting was held on the farm of Mr. George Moon, Londesboro, on Wednesday, evening, August 29th. ‘This meet ing was attended with about fifty five present, made up of commercial potato growers from different parts of the County and interested farmers from the Londesboro district, The meeting was called for 6.00 p.m. and about one hour was spent in looking over a splendid field of pO' tatoes on Mr. Moon’s farm. A fer tilizer test was laid down on this field in the spring using a fertilizer of 4-jS-lO analysis at four different rates of application. Mr. G. R. ,Snider of the Chemistry Department O. A. College, Guelph, explained to those present of the manner in which the different fertilizer plots were laid out. As the field was plant ed in late potatoes no check could be made at this time on the yield from the different plots, but those pres ent were able to note a marked dif ference in the top growth between the fertilizer plots and the rest of the field which received no com mercial fertilizer. Mr. John Tucker, Division of Bot any, Central Experimental Farm, Ottawa, gave a talk on the identifi cation of the more common potato diseases and then conducted the party through part of the potato field and pointed out a. number of different diseases as they appeared in the growing crop. Later on Mr. Tucker gave an outline of the his tory of potato growing during the past 20 years, making particular reference- to the advances made in the production of high quality seed. He also outlined control measures to be observed in combatting diseas es and answered .a number of ques tions in connection with general cultural practices. Professor Henry G. Bell of ths Ghemistry Department, O.A. College Guelph, gave a very interesting talk on fertilizers and their application, dealing largely with commercial fer tilizers as applied to the potato crop but mentioned briefly the recom mended fertilizers for other farm crops. His address was illustrated by a series of lantern slides which served to illustrate many points mentioned by Professor Bell. This gathering was the first meet ing of potato growers held in the County and from the interest dis played it would appear that this could well be an annual event. The meeting was under the direction of the Huron County Branch of the Ontario Department of Agriculture. ZURICH Mr. Calvin Williams and Mr. and Mrs. T. L. Williams motored to Bright on Sunday. Their sister, Mrs. Ehises returned home with them. Messrs. Wm. Lamont and Wiliam Edighoffer enjoyed a trip to var ious parts in Michigan recenty. Mr. and. Mrs. Vollie Gerber, Mr. and Mrs. ’ M'ose Gerber and families spent a few days recently with their friends and relatives near Baden and Fergus. Mrs. W. F. Finkbeiner and daugh ter, Miss Hazel, of Stratford, and the former’s sister Mrs. W. H. Hoff man, of town, motored to Michigan last week for a few days. The big Zurich fire was on August 21st one year ago. Most of the business places have been rebuilt. Mr. Frank Mousseau and son Wil fred of Hay Township, attended the funeral of his brother HjTr. Joseph Mousseau in Detroit. Mr. and Mrs. Merner Silber and family, of Detroit, were Sunday vis itors with Dr. and Mrs. J. Rout ledge. Mrs. F. 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