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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-10-25, Page 2THURSDAY OCTOBER 25th, 1034 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE by Agnes Louise Provost SYNOPSIS i I IKAlLo bnD Three weeks after a cream colored roadster had been found wrecked in the sea at the foot of a cliff, ■a girl calling herself Anne Cush ing appears at the desert town of Marston. She has bought, Sight unseen, a ranch located 30 miles away. Barry Duane, hex* 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 Anne is lost in the hills and rescued by Barry, each realizes that something more than friend ship exists between them. fourteenth instalment “Of course, it’s all right. Ought to have thought of it myself. But it won’t hurt to be a little careful what you say when that little trick is around. She sounds to me like a pretty smart young woman.” Long before the day was Cleo had the Gage “She’s shrewdly, she knows he could be hard as nails. ended formed her own opinion of .family. afraid of him,” Cleo tho’t “He’s proud of her, but She wondered what she would i “Anywhere you want to go, have done with her days without | answered unguardedly. Comet. Petry had brought him down the same day that she had left the Perch. “I guess he kinda belongs here, don’t he? It ain’t safe not to ■have any way of gettin’ out except on foot.” Comet had brushed her with a vet muzzle, and Anne had not heart to let .him go. It was nearly dark when sbe saddled Comet and iwent up the miliar path to the little house. Home was lonely. Once inside, she went about t-lie business of preparing a meal. Not because she was hungry but because she must keep doing things. When the meal was over she wan dered -out again, looking up at the low, bright stars. How .long could she live 'bore? Whore would she go if she left? Hoiw long, with her dwindling capital and her slender knowledge of ranching, would Trail’s End yield her a living? The money she bag not •had was vel- the un fa- I Jim Kennedy, waiting patiently at the little Junction saw a hunch come true. “Little Cleo! She’s come out to polish off the job and collect Duane. I suppose,” 'he reflected cynically. “Little lady, if I didn’t chase some important business of my own on hand, I’d give myself the pleasure of crabbing your game.” Jim Kennedy released nerves, strolled down the local garage, his old car. Barry met( station. He bringing Petry. Lately he ’avoided Petry, and Petry had avoid ed him. Three people instead of two alight ed from the two-thirty eight. De cency demanded that he should not look too dumbfounded, but Barry’s thoughts went racing back to the Perch, where there was no Nancy to meet Cleo Pendleton, who had dash ed across the continent without warning. “Hello, Cleo!” “ ’Lo Barry, you need’t look so petrified. Didin’t Nancy get my let ter?” “Why, no, I think not. At least, it may have been forwarded, too late for her to let me know.” He remembered his duties as' host. “So you see it’s a real surprise,” he added hastily, and turned apologet ically to the other two. “I’m frighfully “but Mrs. Duane receive you. She 'Only ia few days unexepected—and at the wrong time, of course, do my best to be both of us.” “O-o-o-o-h!” said Cleo softly. “You will be a wonderful substitute, Bar ry, but it’s a shame that Nancy had to go.” Her eyes were sparkling. Damn Cleo, thought Barry mood ily. Nancy might at .least have sent him word about that letter. That the letter had merely been another of Cleo’s little fictions ihe could scarcely know. Nancy had let him down again. Gage gave him a sharp look and said: “Too gruff way. ful for the clear voice. “Barry, you’re terribly disappoint ing. I thought .you’d look like a movie hero, and you haven’t even a gun to shoot the rattlesnakes.” “I left it home. They don’t usually bite a Cadillac.” Barry was finding his feet again. “I’ll look after the luggage, Mr. Gage.” “Your town looks a little tired, but your air is great. I have an idea I’.ll be ready for the ham and eggs you promised me.” From a sheltered point 'on a rocky hillside Anne saw them go by. tightened street to a tuning up the din own 1 1 his guests at Marston drove down alone, not Lately he had sorry,” he said, won’t be able to was—called away ago. It was very it had to haDpen I’ll bad; Too bad!” in his Barry was really grate interruption of Cleo’s “I'd love to see Nancy’s little ranch, Trail’s End, isn’t it? Let’s go there.” “I’m sorry. I’m afraid we can’t go go there. It’s—a bad trail.” “Nancy rode it! I’ll take a chance, “But I won’t. Sorry. Cleo. What’s the next choice?" He had to watch hilniself to keep an edge out of his voice. ’ But he could not let anybody from Gran- leigh get through to that isolated little valley and find Nancy drudging through the days in a shabby ranch house, bleakly alone. Cleo’s eyes were shining. Now knew that Nancy was there. “Oh, all right. Lead on and I low!" When they returned they still the place to themselves. Cleo came close to him, her ^■ers resting lightly on hie arm, “Barry, I was awfully stupid about Trail’s End. I just didn’t think.” The guarded look came again, “I’m afraid I don’t get the idea." “Oh, it’s all right—-I didn’t real ize that it might be—hard for you to go there. < things, but—4s that?” He wondered could have got why people couldn’t be allowed to weep their own troubles decently to themselves. “It’s pretty bad,” he admitted jerkily. “I’d rather not talk about it, if you don’t mind.” “Of course iwe won’t. But I just wanted you to know how badly I feel about it.” The coaxing fingers moved softly and then slid away. A dry cough sounded behind them. The Gages bad returned and must have come in through the back way. Gage looked at them with his blunt stare, grunt ed a greeting and addressed himself to Barry. Cleo decided tlhat she loathed John Gage. Edwardsburg NBRAND CORN 5YRUP The famous energy-producing sweet—an easily digested food invaluable for infants, growing children, and enjoyed by the whole family. 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Miraculous Cures Dr. n Be- Professional Cards GLADMAN & STANBURY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &o- Money to Loan, Investments Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vaults for use of our Clients without charge EXETER and HENSALL Paula Gage was alone and time dragged heavily. John sand Barry 1 Duane had left early. Laite in the * afternoon Cleo had. to accompany Petry run into Marston. Paula could spare hated this place where she had to look all day at water, hiding rocks and slimy things beneath its surface ■calm. She hated it, She—saw things in it. Restlessly she went outside. Down through the trees the lake glimmered darkly. Where the trees came close it was dark. She hated it, but it drag ged at her. ■Half-way down the slope she stop ped. Something was moving down there, hurrying toward her. It became a figure, wavering strangely, all and pale except for wide dark and a dttle tumbled mo,p of curls framing a .pallid face. “Paula! Paula!” It was muted and .faint, -the whispering echo of a voice that had died. Paula shrank back, shuddering. “Don’t! Oh, don’t!” “Paula! Please! It’s Nancy!. . . Paula!” Again that low cry came, itthe ghost of a voice, calling to her. Pale .hands beckoned, reaching out to drag her unwilling body down there to black, shining water, greedy and colfl. For another moment of gasping terror she endured it, and then 'her frantic shrieks came. “Oh, no, no! I can’t come, Nancy I can’t! I’ll tell! I’ll make it right for you. I didn’it mean it—-I didn’t!’ ■On the upper road walking horses thudded into a run. Some distance •back along the road to Marston, Pet ry straightened up from his inspect ion of the ditched wreckage of an old car, listened once more for that t'hin sound of terror and jumped for his wheel. Nearer to ithe house, Kennedy, five minutes too dodged back among the trees cursed under his breath. (Continued next week) ;ed heavily. John sand Laite in invited herself on a hurried Cleo, hut she light eyes dark in by Frank Barr, formerly of Exeter, ing helped by Treatment (Stratford Beacon-Herald) There is at least one person Stratford who solemnly swears Dr. Mahlom William Locke, of Wil liamsburg, of whom the world has heard such a great deal, and that is Frank Barr, 9 5 Water street, form erly of Exeter, who has just return ed after taking treatments from the famous healer. Mr. Barr has been confined to hjs bed for the past two years and eight months'iwith a se vere case of arthritis, being rigid from his 'head to his hips, months ago his neck became and remained so until the treatments he received. He can now move his head about and .intends returning for more “manipulative surgery” before long in the hope of receiving further help. Mi’. Barr laid stress upon the fact that too many people go to Dr. Looke and expect to walk away en tirely cured, instead of realizing that, the cure, like everything alse in the world takes time. Mr. Barr has many remarkable stories to relate to his friends of the cases he saw, 'where cures varying almost on the miraculous, were per formed. One man in particular he referred to, a former U. S. Army man This man, eight years ago was em ployed in cutting weeds in a lake, and from standing in the cold water he had become entirely paralyzed from the hips down. Last year he went to Dr. Locke, who thought at first he could not help him. However, he treated the man, who went home feeling somewhat better. This year in April he reurned again and has been receiving treatments since. He can now feel distinct tingling in his legs—>the .first sign of life in years. Joints are “Broken” Another man arrived at the ic last June, absolutely rigid the heels to the head. His are now “broken” and he is- able to play cards with one hand. Since the “knees and elb'ows are the most difficult to “break” there is every hope that his recovery will speeded up, since the knees again manipulating. “You cannot even imagine feeling iwhich comes over you when you look upon the hundreds of people flocking doctor ~ in the sits in swivel aisles, .or spokes, leading to centre of the _ there are three or four lanes wheel chairs. Everyone must his turn but it is estimated that he treats one person every .four seconds It would-be impossible to explain the operation. I tried to watch him but it is done so very quickly that you are not given an opportunity. It just seems that he knows exactly where to put the pressure of his hands. He doesn’t hurt, but he cer tainly gets results.” Mr. Barr told of another case, ■that of a Listowel man who spent one and a half .years in t'he hospital He became absolutely rigid and was taken from the hospital in London to Dr. Locke’s clinic, in a plaster cast. That was two years ago. He is at present able to feed himself, his arms were working, his isipioe and’ hips are loosening, one knee is “broken” and the other :is gradual ly breaking. Needless to say he is •of the opinion that Dr. Locke is .the greatest healer in the World. When asked what type of person Dr. Locke was, Mr, Barr stated that he was very .business-like and didn’t waste any time when talking to those who wish to interview him. He doesn’t believe in a schedule of hours and generally starts work in the mornings anywhere from 6.30 to 7.3'0,. If he thinks that a case is hopeless and cannot possibly be of Eight rigid CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &c- LOANS, INVESTMENT'S INSURANCE Office: Carling Block, Mjain Stree6, EXETER, ONT. At Lucan Mondays and Thursdays Dr. G. S. Atkinson, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the New Post Office ’Main Street. Exeter Telephones Office 34w House 34J Office closed all day Wednesday until further notice Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office; Exuding Block EXETER, ONT. Closed Wednesday Afternoons had brought in the little gold was nearly gone now—she had asked Barry for any after she learned how embarrassed he for actual cash. If she went away, it was almost a certainty that she would never see Barry again. He would let it kill him before he gave in. She shivered under her protect ing coat and went back into the house. At the Perch, Martha, engaged for the purpose, waited on the whims of Barry’s women guests with suspic ious eyes and an uncompromising jaw. “It ain’t respectable,” she said crossly to Petry, “havin’ those fancy lookin’ women here, almost minutes Miss Anne’s gone.” “They sure was fixed up for ner,” he admitted. Martha, fiercely pursuing her train of thought, paid not the slight est attention to him. “All this talk about letters! You needn’t tell me M'iss Anne ever in-' vited her up here. And him tailin’ it all in like a ninny! Oh, well, I suppose men can’t help being simple tons. Martha slamnied her iron down wrat'hfully. Cleo tossed her several frocks to press, and Martha was do-!was black, or had been, and it was ing it with indignant efficiency.. Cleo was fully aware that Martha Larrabee’s antipathy. “Disagreeable old thing,” she ] thought as she caught sight of Mar- “ tha’.s ample form in t/he distance. “I believe she knows where Nancy is ©ome. I’ll come in, if you 'don’t mind. ... I wish I knew the way to that ] His grin was mocking, but he gave Trail’s End place of hers.” | her a sharp glance as he sauntered For the present she had to be past her. “What’s the matter? Sick?’ i content to wait. John Gage had come I "No, I’m all right. Why have you here on business. On the very night, come here?” “Just dropped in to make a call.” He was looking deliberately around him. “No sign of the haughit.y husband. Are domestic relations still strained, or are you just hiding7 out until com pany goes home?” “I’ve left. over, and you should be the ask why.” Kennedy made a brief sound a muted whistle. “Took it hard, didn’t he? frowned and moved 'his shoulders ir ritably. “Keep your chin up, and he will come back.” Anne shook her head. It was not ■a subject she could discuss with Jim. “How did .you know I was here?” Kennedy dropped into a chair and settled himself comfortably. “How did I know? Ask me one, Nancy. I know where i started for, and thait you 'had I ranch somewhere near here, who was visiting up at the big house. It was easy. I’ve a nice little 'hand made map of the roads here,” be added calmly. She rose. “I’ll get you something to eat,” sho said quietly, and went into 'the kitchen. He followed her to the kitchen. She knew why Jim 'had come all the way from Granleigh to Marston. How could She keep him from doing vvhat he was bent on doing? Kennedy swallowed the last of his ■coffee. “Thanks, Nancy. ^Pretty de cent of you, alii. things considered. No, I can’t stop for more. I’m calling •on some friends of called Eagle Lake, t'he schedule now.” He pushed back found his bat. “She’d never do it for he said suddenly, “We’re different,” said Anne dully She felt so awfully tired, “We tyre lust made differently. Jim, please don’t go there! Why can’t you 16t it drop? hating? How don’t go!” “Sorry not afraid I shall had flushed slightly; he was again, The car jarred and rattled action. Dtisk had closed in, Ahne stood In the doorway watched it. Her head 'hurt, but her mind iwas frantically busy, Jim was Shadows were lengthening when Anne heard the sound of a car, com ing in from 'the desert side. That iwould be dear .old Boone, She went over to a window and looked out. It was not his big grey car. This | much smailler and a little battered, and the driver was not Petry. The I door flashed open. Anne stood there. ! “J'im!” she said breathlessly. I -‘What are you doing here?” i ‘‘Thanks for the enthusiastic wel- i Jim late and made his and off the early to suffo- Paula of their arrival Barry had worried aipologies to her, next morning he istarted on horseback. „• Already Cleo was bored cation. All day long with Gage, and not a man in sight to make .life endurable for either o.f them, except a Chinese cook and a leathery old man 'called Petry. To be sure, 'he had stopped his work and taken her for a ride after lunch, but in spite of her pointed -suggestions they had gone nowhere near Trail’s End. Shortly after dinner Gage had un ceremoniously claimed Barry’s at tention, and the two were sitting at th© far end of the room, talking boring things. Cleo went outside to find Paula Gage. Paula was wander ing aimlessly up and down the iong verandah. The next morning Petry drove Gage over to the county seat to do|-J some long distance telephoning. Paula went with him, and Barry was free to devote at least part of the day to Cleo. “How about a ride?” he suggest ed. and Cleo agreed 'promptly. She looked particularly engaging in rid ing clothes, and she knew it. Barry’s sober face brightened as she ran down the steps to join him. He helped her up. ancj she found herself mounted on a glistening little bay. “Where are you going to take me, Barry?” Painful Boils Cause Much Misery An Indication of Bad Blood * Boils are one of the worst afflic tions Of the human race, and any one who has had them knows how sick and miserable they make ydu feel, for just as soon as you think you are rid. of one, another crops up to take its place, seemingly, just to prolong your agony and misery. All the poulticing and. you can do will them. Burdock Blood tho foul matter and once the blood is purified the boils will disappear. RURDOCK Rlood Bitters not rid lancing you of Bitters from the blood, removes eight i clin- f ro 111 knees be are the is to It’s over, everything last like He a hard you’d a little ■and mine at a place ■and I’m behind his chair and you, Nancy Wihat’e the sense of all dare you—Oh, to .oblige •have too. hilt HIs this Jim I’m face hard into and HENRY LEVETT DIES AT TORONTO Was For Some Years In Grain Business in Exeter Henry Levett, formerly a well- known'resident and councillor at Parkhill died Sunday at his home in Toronto. He was 93 years of age. Mr. Levett was .one of the pioneers of the wagon making trade in West ern Ontario. Born in Brantford he learned the trade there and for 15 years was in the wagon business in Lieury. Then he ed to Exeter and for some conducted a grain business transferring his activities to hill later. In Park'hill he was a well-known figure operating for 3 0 years his grain and. produce business that was known throughout the district. He took an interest in municipal affairs there and served several terms on the council board. In 1914 he re moved to Toronto and there was in real estate business until his retire ment. He was living with two daughters there. Surviving are one son, W. H. Lev ett, of 23 Windsor avenue, London, and formerly of Eketer and daughters, Misses Anno and at his home in Toronto. building mov- years here Park- two Ethel, MISS HOUSTON, SEAFORTH, DIES ISEAFO’RITH—Miss Betty K. C. BANTING, B.A., M.D. Physician & Surgeon, Lucan, Ont. Office in Centralia Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday from 2 to 5 p.m. or by appointment Telephone the hotel in Centralia al any time. Phone Crediton 30r25 hundreds and to this for treatment. The clinic is form of a wheel. Dr. Locke the hub of the wheel in his chair and there are twelve the ring. In addition, for wait JOHN WARD CHIROPRACTIC, OSTEOPATHY, ELECTRO-THERAPY & ULTRA VIOLET TREATMENTS PHONE 70 MAIN ST. EXETER 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 FRANK TAYLOR LICENSED auctioneer For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A' SPECIALTY Prices Reasonable and Satisfaction Guaranteed EXETER P. O. or RING 138 Hous ton, youngest 'daughter of the late, - , ----------------Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Houston, Ofany help, he always says so. He 'has Tuckersmith, died Sunday morning been known to cure cases of blind in Scott Memorial Hospital, Sea- ne3S brought about by nervous1 dis- forth. It was the .third death in her orders and also cases of infantile family wihin five months. r ~ Her father died on June 4 and hermother was .fatally injured in a mo- . " “■ ’‘ ------ — ....... tor car collision at Masonville, 5th }n,a trailer, fully equipped with concession of London Township. onlbe“s> 'Stove, refrigerator and every family wihin five months. mother was .fatally injured in a mo- July 3rd, her death following early in August. At the time ’of lison with the car of B. W. son, Swansea. Miss Houston had been ill for some time, company with her mother,, sister and brother, being driven to London by a neighbor, Thomas Hodgert, to con sult a specialist. Following the ac cident and her mother’s death, Miss Houston underwent a critical oper ation in (Scott Memorial Hospital, and following blood transfusions’ ap peared to be Improving in health, Her illness, the shock of the acci dent, and the subsequent operation were, h’owever, too strong a com bination. to withstand, vived by her brothet, Tiickersmith Township Mies Frances Houston, .. ________ school teacher. 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