HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-12-06, Page 2THURSDAY, DECEMBER 6, 1934 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
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BY JOSEPH MCCORD
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SR H I But Kewps’ sharp ears remained mired the easy grace of his move-
, /turned in the direction of ithe road, meats, the little touch of careless-
--------His muzzle quivered eageyly as he ness that marked them all.
suspiciously on ' tared through a convenient opening I When he began loosening the rim
in the green barrier. Sensing that 'Clamps of the lifted wheel, she ven-
I his pet was being tempted to the , tured pleasantly:
; point of departure by way of the I “From what you just said, I sup-
| Dole, Maury reached out for .the I pose you live—down there?” indi-
I dog’s collar, an effort that enabled ' eating the village with a nod of her
I him to share the exciting view, curly head.
“Hullo!” he ejaculated softly and I “I sure do,’ admitted ithe worker,
got to his knees, still keeping a firm , twisting viciously at a refrectory nut
hand o,n the wriggling Kewps.
There on ithe highway
bright yellow roadster, a
supporting a dusty trunk
running-board—a roadster
very flat rear tire.
But these minor details
quickly forgotten when one glimpsed ' now.
j the driver of the unfortunate ma- you.’
chine. She had quitted her place at I Picking up .her handbag from the
'ller the steering wheel and was strolling! car seat she rummaged hastily thr-o’
leisurely out to the front of the car. i its contents. A moment later, she
The new arrival was a girl—a girl j was proffering a small white card
dressed in powder blue with a gray >to her helper. “Here.”
jersey adding a sports touch .to her I Maury took the bit of pasteboard
attractive costume. And there were I gingerly between a soiled thumb
many golden brown carls about a ’ and forefinger. His eyes opened even
. She seemed wider as he read the neat legend it
boasted.
“ SERENITY DALE, M.D.”
In a lower corner was the modest
addition: “Penny
| “You see,1
offered
riving,
on.”
“Oh—” murmured
“I see.”
This was scarcely
usually active brain
fusing to grasp the import of the an
nouncement. Recovering his poiise
as best he could, he added: “I’m very
glad to meet you—Dr. Dale.” This
ridiculous slip of a girl, a doctor!
“Thank you,” said t-hat young wo
man dutifully. “And .now that we’re
fellow citizens—”
“Oh, yes, of course. My name’s
—I’m John Loraine.”
Maury never could (tell why he
had elected to tell that particular
lie. He regretted it the moment it
passed his lips. Yet he knew 'in
stinctively that bis real name would
mean something ito this .attractive
newcomer—something that might
detract from his ho.ped-f.or popular
ity. But if Serenity noticed the
sliglht hesitation in 'the naming, she
gave no hint of it.
“And I’m ever so' glad to know
you, Mr. Loraine. I think I shall
pretend that you and—whiat is the
dog’s name?”
“Kewpie—Kewps for short.”
“I love that! Well, I’m going to
pretend that you and Mr. Kewps. are
my official reception committee. It’s
a most helpful greeting you’re giv
ing me."
That first wistful look had crept
into the lovely blue eyes once more,
an unspoken appeal that made the
boy hastily retrieve his wrench and
attack the tire job as a safety meas
ure. He owned a. wild desire to
gather this absurd, courageous child'
doctor in his two arms an.d whisper
in her ear that he had been waiting
for her as long as he c'ould' remem
ber. Instead he muttered under 'his
breath:
But Serenity was speaking again.
“You know, I (think I’m going to
love it here-
beautiful and
“It’s quiet,
really intend
here?”
“Of course
think I had those cards printed for?’
“Oh, sure. What I meant was—
Yo'u see—”
“Well?”
“Well,” he countered’ desperately,
'speaking as one of the oldest inha
bitants, I don’t think we ever—I
mean I don’t think there evei' has
been a woman doctor in this part of
the country.”
“I thought you were going to say
something like that. What of it?
That’s nothing ito> boast of. We’re not
exactly curiousities any more. I
picked out Penny Mill—I guess I
should say my uncle did it for me,
or suggested it at any (bate. He’s Dr.
John MacDonald—maybe you’ve al
ready heard of him.”
“You mean the McDonald--the
specialist up in the city?”
“I guess we’re talking about the
same gentleman. And he’s a darling.
Anyway, Uncle John thought it would
be good for me to get my first prac
tical experiece in ia small town. He
says there is but one physician here
—for miles and miles around,
gave me a letter to him—to Dr. Par
rish, and that ought to be some help
I should think. I understand '(/his
doctor’s, rather elderly and I—well,
I was hoping maybe he’d like to.
have a young fellow like me relieve
him of some of his cottntry visits—”
.She paused as Manry rose to his
feet,
face
card
shirt,
giving in the doctor’s voice, as she
inquired;
“You know Dr. Panrish of course?”
“What’s all that?" she demanded,
wiping her hands
her checked apron.
“That, my dear
what is known .as
it’s going to be a 'book some day.
“I ain’t blind.”
“Ah, but you are, Myra, Other
wise, a sob of pride would be
tearing at your throat. Your woman
ly intuition would tell you that I—
your own child—wrote .every word
of that wonderful thing. Don’t be so
tight—come on and .sob.”
“Get out!”
“But I did write it—cross my
heart and everything.”
“Well, it don’t say you did.” My
ra rocked back on her heels and was .
examining the title page of the of-1
fering Maury had thrust into her I
hands.
“I know,” he explained. “It says
John Loraine is (the author—'but
that’s me. I’m John. It’s a dark
secret though, Myra. Of course Dad
knows about it and I can trust you
not to tell—honor of the fairly ! qipuant 'intie'profiieT
•stuff. I’m trying to write another
book now, but nobody’s .to. know that'
either. Promise you won’t tell?”
“What sliould I tell for? Here.”
“But don’t you want to read it—
my book?”
“Mebbe—come Sunday. Looks like
it might be good Sunday readin’ to
me—about gods. You mean idols.
Anything about foreign, missions in
it?”
“Not that I 'can recall,” admitted
the author reluctantly. “I wouldn’t
fool you.
■he assured
Miss Sanders, is
a book. At least, , *
But it won’t hurt you,”
her.
species of literary frenzy
£St
Professional Cards
‘‘So do I.”
The wrench clattered on .the groundwas a,
roadster and Maury’s head came up with a
on one startled jerk. “You—you live in
with a'Penny Mill? Since when?”
I She laughed merrily at the blank
were I expression on. his face. “Since just
- '----r. Wait a minute—I’ll .show
the
helpfully,
But this
Mill.”
donor of the card
‘‘I’m only just av
is home from now
the young man.
true, for his
was almost re-
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A quiet wedding was solemnized
ac the Nortliside United Church par
sonage Seaforth, when Rev. T. A.
Carmichael united in marriage Mary
Gladys, only daughter of Mrs. Mary
Harvey, of London, and the late Wes-
ley Harvey, of Kippen, to Harvey
(McLarnon, of Kippen, .son of ithe late
Mr. and Mrs. MqDannon, of Ottawa.
The bride was becomingly
in brown georgette and out
with brown accessories. She
tended .by her cousin, Miss
Cudmore, of .Seaforth. The
was supported by the bride’s cousin,
Orville Workman, of Kippen.
Following the ceremony tliey re
turned t.o their home, on Church St.,
Seaforth, where dinner was served
by the bride’-s mother.
Office: Carling Block
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Closed Wednesday Afternoons
cheerfully,•” murmured the
does
1 too.
to be looking down the road with
something of a wistful expression on
her face. Was it for help, speculat
ed young Mr. Parrish? Well, here it
was—much nearer than she fancied.
Nobody should cheat him out of
this day’s good deed. He crept a
little nearer the hole in the hedge
which suddenly converted itself into
a handy listening post as well.
The girl was talking to herself!
'The yellow car had chosen ithe
brow of a hill for its noisy
and, in the near distance,
Mill could be seen basking
rays of the afternoon sun.
sudden little gesture o.f appeal, the
girl stretched her slender arms in
the direction of the village. Her
voice carried to the listener, clear—
musical.
“Hi there—Oyster!”
“Well, I’ll be-
amazed eavesdropper. “How
she get that way? In June,
Hold everything, Kewps.”
The girl’s hands dropped to her
sides. For a moment, she continued
her survey. Then she turned and
walked back to the far side of the
car. When she emerged in view
on.ee more, she was carrying a jack
wrench. Whistling a
the grass un- merry tune, she stooped at the rear
screened very of the machine and inserted the lift
ing device 'under its rear axle.
Unwilling to tempt the situation
hair comfortably further, Maury lifted himself quiok-
~....- ly to his feet, at the same time re-
him was Kewps, his white
Kewps likewise was in a
but that was entirely due to
himself in (the open after
It was a
that sent Maury out into the fields
to tempt the'ir .soothing effect as an
aid ito composition, and he had
thrust numerous blank sheets of
paper into a convenient pocket
whereon to capture any charmed
thoughts inspired by nature.
With
terrier,
frenzy,
finding
days spent in his master’s room act
ing as self-appointed
the wastebasket.
Safely apart from
distractions of Penny
thor lay sprawled on
der a roadside oak,
effectually from passing by a thick in
hedge fence. Coat off, shirt open ait ■
the throat and 7 ' " ' ’'
rumpled, Maury was .staring ireflec- j
tively at Kewps who, returned from leasing his’hold o.n. the dog.’ Kewps
a foray after possibde catis, lay close .promptly hurled himself through ithe by. j'-—--' -
ly from a corner of his
mouth and he panted lustily
his tup.
“Kid,”
gloomily,
what you
Kewps
flail by way of registering attention,
it not complete approbation.
“Yes, sir,” resumed 'the hero, “I
am by way of being a total loss.” He
paused to fill and light his pipe.
Then, between puffs: “Did I ever
happen to mention a guy to you by
the name of—Georges—Georges—
something-or-other? Never mind!
There was only one of him, at that.
Anyway, he’s the guy that doped it
out about ithere being only thirty-
six dramatic situations in ,hunma,n
history. I’ve tried all thinty-six on
my yarn and none of ’em will fit. If
he'd known about me writing a book
he’d have figured the thirty-seventh
situation in no time.”
Feeling that some reply was ex
pected, Kewps .gave ithree short
barks. He closed his mouth, gulp
ed uncomfortably, then protruded his
tongue once more with a shamed ex
pression.
“Never mind,” 'comforted his own
er. “It doesn’t really matter. Noth
ing really matters.” He stared pen
sively up into the leafy screen above
his head.
About this time, ithere was the
sound of a rapidly-approaching car.
Then, high over the beat of the mo
tor, came a sharp report. Kewps
bounced to his feet a,nd istood at
alert attention as the car came .to a
stop on the other side of .the,hedge.
“Oh, lie down,” grumbled'Maury
wearily. “It’s nothing but another
flat tire—<l beat it to the collapse.
Take it easy, won’t you?”
custodian of I
I
the suspected (
Mill, the au- and a tire
Kewps’ tongue lolled ridicious-
grinning
after
man
even
observed the young
‘‘I’m a total loss. I’m
might term a wet smack.’
flailed t-he sward with his
hedge and leaped joyously at the
startled mechanic in the road. After
a first little cry of alarm, she caught
the animal’s collar in a laughing at
tempt to ward ojif a moist .saluta
tion.
“Why, you nice thing!” she cried.
“Where did you come .from all of a
sudden? I hope everybody’s as glad'
as—” Her blue eyes opened wide at
the sight of a tall young man, vault
ing over the hedge in his turn.
“.Please excuse Kewps,” was his
greeting, as he came up. “He won’t
hurt you—Here, sir!”
One quick appraisal of the strang
er and the girl bent to her task once
more. “I wasn’t afraid of him,” she
remarked. “Dugs like me.”
Feeling that he would never doubt
the canine instinct again, Maury in
quired in his best manner:
“I thought I heard you 'calling an
oyster. Will I do? I’m very
at times,” he added daringly.
A sudden, pink tinged the
cheeks. “Oh, did you hear
foolishness? I have a bad -habit
talking to myself.”
“I don’t blame you—I mean could
n’t I help you with that tire?”
“Thanks, no. I can manage very
nicely.”
“But please let me,” he urged
impulsively, dropping down on his
knees at her side, “Let’s play I’m1 a
Rotary Club or Boy Scout, or some
thing like that. Penny Mill always
likes to be nice to' tourists so- they’ll
come again—’Please.” His hand was
on the jack lever now -in gentle in
sistence.
With a nod, the young woman got
to her feet and moved over to* the
open door of her car. From this
vantage point she looked down at
her assistant with distinct approval
showing in her blue eyes. She ad-
-the country is iso
quiet.”
all right. And you
to. stay—to practice
I do. 'Wihat do you
mum
girl’s
that
of
Too Many
And Run Down Constitutions
<<,
He
J k
There are too many females, all over Canada,
who are broken down in health, apparently growing
old while yet young.
Often they have pale, sallow complexions, hollow
sunken eyes; the face has * pinched and haggard
appearance; thoy are weak, weary and cxtromcly
nervous, starting at the least noise; become low
spirited, irritable and fretful.
To all women who are weak and tun down wo
would recommend Milburn’s II. & N. Pills as one
Of the best remedies to build up the system and
strengthen the weakened organs.
There was ia. sober look 011 bis
as he tucked Serenity’s little
earefully into the pocket of U1S
(And there was a note of mis-
“Oh yes. Everybody here knows
him.”
“And he is the only
miles around, isn’t he?”
“I’ll say so.”
“Then he really must
than he can do. easily-—”
“It might be.”
Serenity tried to speak
and for some reason found it diffi
cult. “Don’t you suppose he’ll be
willing to let me have isome of his
left-overs when he finds I’m just a
young doctor trying to geit along?”
Maury regarded her with a frank
look of admiration shining in his
eyeis, “Gosh, yes!” he (breathed.
see—I don’t
been just a
way over here
doctor would-
understand.
-I’m ia girl. But I do
to> let me con-
was swinging
pace, urged by
stall and rest,
in hiis high
fel-
gowned
velVet
was at-
Mildred
gr.oom
Surprise Party
One of the most delightful events
of the season in the form of a sur
prise party took place a,t the home
of |Mr. and Mrs. Melvin Allison, of
Wes't McGillivray, when ithey enter
tained their many friends and rela
tives in honor of the latter’s parents,
Ml and Mirs. Albert Morgan, of the
4th’ concession of McGillivi'ay.
The lovely spacious rooms were
decorated and the dining room, the
place of the festivity, was done in
lovely pink streamers hung from the
ceiling to /the corners of the tables1.
A huge ithiree-fstorey wedding cakb
and a groom’s cake adorned the
table. A wh'ite wedding bell hung
directly over the table.
During the evening
euchre was played',
piano solos were rendered by Mirs.
Melvin Allison and Percy Thompson.
Later an old-time geography match
wais conducted w’ith itihe bride and
groom as captains, the bride’s side
being the winners of 'the contest.
Later the guests were invited to
the dining room where delicious re-
fretshmen'ts were served to ithe guests
A number of lovely gifts was pre
sented to the bride and groom of
thinty-five years.
Mr. and Mrs. McEwen were un-
progressive
Delightful
“Well, then—you
mind telling you I’ve
little worried on: my
—.afraid maybe this
n’t like me—wouldn’t
And, after all
want him to l'ike me-
sult with him—”
Her helper was engaged in trund
ling the spare tire into, place, when
his ear caught a familiar rattle of
Wheels and .click of hoofs on the
hard road, behind him.* He glanced
over his shoulder to make sure Min
nie had .not deceived him. At the
same moment, Serenity was asking:
“And is he—pretty elderly?”
Maury repressed ia grin. “Now I’ll
let you answer that one for yourself.
He’s coming right bent nd us in 'the
buggy.
The sorrel mare
along at a quickened
the nearness of her
Parrish, stiffly erect
seat, swept past the stalled* motor. A
slight lift of the whip signified that
he had recognized his ison—then: he
was by, dropping rapidly down the
hill. Serenity ,gazed after him, her
cheeks pink with excitement.
“He’s—lie’s adorable!” she
fided happily to Maury. “I’m in
with him already!”
IShe was still following her
low practitioner with her eyes ais the
young man. tightened the last rim
clamp and .lowered the wheel to the
ground. He stepped' iback from his
task and straightened his shoulders.
“Your carriage awaite—Dr. Dale.’
“Oh, I do thank you—so much! It!
was eved so. good of you to want ito'able to attend owing to. the illness
help me. I hope I may return t'he' of the latter. Mrs. McEwen is iMre.
favor sometime.” I A. Morgan’s mother.
“Afraid you can’t. I’m walking | There were two children, Eva and
these days.” j Billy, the lat|ter’s death occurring
“Oh, well—you might have a fall-[ eight years ago. Mrs. Melvin Allison
en arch or something—” She ' ...................... .....
presisioin,. “I really didn’t
that. We doctors will talk
you know. But if you’re going
I’d be .glad to give you a lift. There’s
lots of room, if you don’t mind
standing on the running-board.”
“Thanks a lot—I’m not .going back
just yet.”
“Then I’ll hope to see you again,
Mr. Loraine.”
“You will. And, oh, I say—”
“Yes?”
“I’ll ,glad you picked out Penny
Mill. I—-I hope you’ll stay.”
“Why, that’s awfully nice of you.
Good bye—.good-bye, Mr. Kewps.”
Continued next week
broke
mean
shop,
home
is the only living child. There is o.ne
.grandson Billy Al'li&on. *
Guests Were present from Ailsa
Craig, Lucan, Mt. Bridges, Wesit Mc
Gillivray and Lieury.
Shingles!
British Columbia
X X X X X
at
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Physician & Surgeon, Lucan, O«t.
Office in Centralia
Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday
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Head Office, Farquhar, Ont.
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DIRECTORS
SAM’L NORRIS J. T. ALLISON
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ALVIN L. IIAIRRIS, Munro, Agent
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B. W. F. BEAVERS
Secretary-Treasurer
Exeter, Ontario
GLADMAN & STANBURY
Solicitors, Exeter
Following the regular meeting of
ithe A.Y.P.A. in Gira-mtion church the
young people presented Miss Mar
jorie Foster with a very beautiful
address read by Miss A. Coleman
and a lovely fernery wiai® presented
by Capt. Hague to Miss Foster as a
token of appreciation far her untir
ing efforts in .the society.
$3.60
per square
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OF WOODSTOCK
THE LARGEST RESERVE BAL
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UAL COMPANY DOING BUSINESS
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Amount of Insurance at Risk on
December 31st, 1932, $17,880,729
Total Cash in Bank and Bonds
$21$,720.62
Rates—$4.50 per $1,000 fof 3 y6ars
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phone Nd. 12,GRANTON
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