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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1936-07-02, Page 2THURSDAY, JULY & 1930 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE “GOOD PENNY” father’s sister Mary,”’ went on the voice. "I kept house for him, for twenty years till he up and married that . . , till he got married. Then we parted, parted and again. He new wife. WiiiliiiiltiiiiiiiiiN WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE yesterday Judith Pennet heard her father sentenced to ten years in the penitentiary for embezzlement Judith believed his innocent. Af­ ter saying good-bye to him she went to Spencer Oweu’s office. She had been engaged to marry iSpencer but when he as a member of the prosecuting attorney’s staff f conducted the case against Ches­ ter Pennet, Judith father, the en­ gagement wa sbroken. mother had run away abroad with hex’ lover. told Judith he had come to have ' some doubts as to Chester’s guilt and begged Judith to marry him 1 at once. Judith refused. They quarreled. Judith gave reporters an interview in which she said she had decided to accept an offer to- appear in the Golden night club, as "The Good Penny,” an offer that -had come as the re­ sult of trial .publicity. She went home after that. The house deserted. Even the maid had without notice. Judith tried sleep. She was terrified of empty house. Sometime aftei’ mid­ night the doorbell rang insistent­ ly and Judith went to answer it A little round woman she had never seen stood there, at her side ISpencer Owen. three girls, home fronr them all. classmates came face to arm in arm, a bridge tea. Two of them at the day social reasons Judith’s to live Spencer i' Bubble, was left to the going to keep the big father built?" has foreclosed the mort- 1’11 move at the end if nuuiiiniuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiinir, stood, entered the residence streets headed homeward. Twa> blocks from the big house -Chester Pennet had built for Clio, Judith face with chattering She knew had been school where Clio for had sent Judith. •She spoke to them swered. But they did ■seemed to' her they curiosity not friendliness in their glances. She knew they looked back at her, that their tongues were busy with her, and she walked faster, a spot of feverish color com­ ing into each cheek. This was how it was to be from, now on. Until today she had shuttled back and forth from house to jail to attor­ ney’s office, too busy to remark the attitudes of former friends. She bent her head and almost collided with a man hurrying in the oppo­ site direction. "Beg pardon,” he. said automati­ cally and she looked up. "It’s Pat?’ the exclamation held a certain gladness, for Pat Atkins had rushed her hard all the previ­ ous summer up to the very date in fact when Spencer began to absorb all her time. But Pat did not stop. He said, "Oh, hello Judith,” and walked on-, faster than ever. Deserted After this the house, blinds drawn weeds high in the garden, an at­ mosphere of desertion about seemed positively friendly. and they an- not stop. It edged away, “I’ve met him once, yesterday, when he came to ask me to appear at the Golden Bubble.” “Are you going to?” “I think so.’ “Are you house your "The bank gage on it. of this week.” “Where?” “I dont know yet.’ “Have you been living there alone all this time?” “It’s only been a month since daddy was arrested. I've kept one maid there. She .leaves .soon.” “You fired the other one because she told how your father mother couldn’t get along didn’t you?” “Yes.” "How come you haven’t nervous breakdown?” "Because,” said Judith, ther has done nothing wrong. I Iieve that, I’ve nothing to be asham­ ed of.” “How about what your mother did? “Lay off,” said Elkins. “We’ve got enough dirt on that.), Look, Miss Pennet, do you want to give us some statment we can use about this whole affair . . , personally if and together, had "my a fa- be- Judith feel­ in for the into the it, She let herself in the front door. She would go to bed and ask Hindle, the maid, to bring her up tea and toast. She called Hindle’s name. There was no answer. . The house, realized now, had that curious ing of emptiness that hovers rooms where no one .has been hours. Judith went through dining room and pantry and the little hallway that led to maid’s rooms. The door to Hindle’s room was open.. No- one was inside. The bureau was bare of the comb and brush Hindle’s boy friend had given her; the jars of cold cream and hair curler were gone. The closet door swung open showing only empty hooks. Hindi© had left without a word, without a message. Judith (had gtiven her (her ‘wages that morning and Hindle had gone. A sob rose in Judith’s throat. Funny that this, this little hurt after the day had held, should break so. She stumbled u© to her room­ fell on her bed. Shadows length­ ened. The ho'use grew dark. She We had words and we we never saw each other went his way with his I went back home to the town in Vermont where we were born and raised. Yes, I stayed^there and minded my garden and my own affairs and he stayed here in Bay­ ville. I’m your Aunt Mary and you look like you were starved and need­ ed to be in bed.” "I—d didn’t have any supper,” Judith admitted, that other part of her mind telling her this was an in­ sane greeting to the Aunt Mary she Was seeing for the first time. "You show me the kitchen and I’ll fix you something,” Aunt Mary went on, "I’m not tired, even ,tho’ I did barely make the train when your—this gentleman telephoned to me about three o’clock this after­ noon.” Judith looked from one- to the other of them. "I knew about her,” Spencer said, "from my own Aunt Mary who brought me up. When you —after you left this afternoon I thought you should have some one with you, Judith, so I telephoned her and she came right away.” "I like to be where I’m needed,” said Aunt Mary. "I never had the feeling, not even after all this trouble started, that Chester want­ ed me, so' I still kept quiet up there in Vermont and didn’t bother Ches­ ter. But Chester's girl, left alone and being all over even the Boston papers and dancing in night clubs and all that, and then this Mr. Owen calling me up. (Something told me I was needed and 'here I am. What are you going to do with this big house Chester was fool enough to build?” "Move out of it,” Judith answer­ ed. Then she began to laugh. It was so absolutely -crazy to come to the door at two in the morning and find a stranger ready to take charge. It was crazier still the way they were talking, as though. • they weren’t strangers. It was completely mad to have Spencer stand there looking at her with burnt-out eyes in a .fine- drawn face. -She laughed some more. She held on to1 the banister. Orders From Aunt Mary "She’s got the hysterics and wonder,” said Aunt Mary, carry her up a.nd lay her on her bed. You -take off her shoes and cover her up. She’s still got all her clothes on, the silly child. I’ll make her something hot* to drink and a bromide, makes my You do as 'Spencer carried her up the stairs while Aunt Mary felt her way through strange refoms and found the kitchen. Ju­ dith’s laughter, mingled now with sobs, drifted down the stairway and Mary Pennet pressed her spinster’s lips together and hurried with the hot malted milk she was making. Upstair^ iSpencer laid Judith on her crumpled bed and took off her shoes. This done, he pulled a blan­ ket up under her chin and shook her hard. “You stop that, Judith," said Spencer; "stop laughing like that." The laughter stopped, the sobs began.'Spencer felt contrition. ‘'‘Don't Judith,” he begged, taking her both hands. "Please don’t.” "I can’t help it,” but she grew quieter and presently she asked, “Why did you send for her, 'Spencer? I'knew daddy had a sister, but he never spoke -of her at all. I’d forgot­ ten all about her.” “Because you need some one to take care of you/ You won’t let me. I thought she’d thing.” “I’ll send her Judith remarked. "No, don’t do down here and just giving me one] more disagreeable thing to have to I do in sending her home again. I think that every word you speak about the Golden Bubble is an insult You know why I’m going to go there You ought to honor me for it, not try to hamper me. You’re the one who hasn’t any sense, of decency or anything else.” She was very angry. She starBd straight past ‘him at the wall. Spencer stood up. "It sounds as though,” he said bitterly, “‘there were literally nothing I could do for you.” . “Oh, yes there is,” said Judith, cruel honey in her voice, She waited,. "Tell me,” said ISpencer and he leaned toward her again. "You can," yourself around and walk out of iny room, down the stairs and out of the door. From there on you may go where you like, so long as you don’t come back here, and, even more, do not ever try even to talk to me again That’s what you can do for me!” Spencer looked at 'her, first an­ grily, then with amusement and ten­ derness. “I’ll go,” he said. “Only, darling, you are really a big baby, any- very her, kiss- said Judith, "turn in with the- hot bottle of brom­ had made much said Aunt back and Mary, relax. no "You all her and *■ | UXXwtl* AHC (liU’tl’OC A C7 Yy LLC*A XV* you 11 do that 111 have all I need (rouged, she was afraid. She turned fPr’Atw xrnti ■> • < t • 4 _ _______ __-__from you.” There was a general agreement to this, those who wanted special in­ terviews for Sunday or supplement preferring to talk with Judith alone. She put her hands to her head and tried to think coherently, but only broken phrases would come. Her Chin’s Up "I still believe . . . I’m going to work hard . . I’m .unhappy only for father . . . it’s dreadful to be shut away from the sun . . . I'm tired but I’m not discouraged . . . I guess I'll manage to keep my chin ,up . . . fl’ll try anfyway . . you’ve all meant to1 be kind to me, though it’s been hard sometimes having so many, such personal questions to an­ swer . . . but if it will help daddy . . . I’ll answer anything ... do anything . . .” "End justifies means and so on,” Elkins read from his notes. "I suppose so,” Judith agreed, then, "Please may I go now?” The late afternoon sun showed the lines of strain and weariness in her face. Her whole figure droop­ ed, wilted by the fierce glare of publicity. She had stood up to it all, gallantly, with a certain seren­ ity. They pitied her after their fashion, these men and women whose livelihoods came from probing to the quick such plights as hers. They took a few more pictures. Two of them made appointments to see her for special interviews, the following day. Then they forgot her. They wanted Spencer Owen. They wanted pictures of Chester Pennet leaving for the peitientiary and a final state­ ment from him. Quite alone Judith went from the Courthouse. A few people stared at her as she passed through the busi­ ness section, skirted the corner of which the Upper National Bank on all the lights in her room, ven­ tured into the hallway and turned on lights there. <She was hungry, yet she did not dare go below stairs. Some terror seemed to wait for her I in every direction. She went back into- her room, turned the key in the lock, listened, waited, dozed, started back to consciousness at the little night noises that crept up the stairway, whispered at door. “Alone and scared,” aloud, scoring herself, mere sound of her voice could not dispel the terrors. They came thick and fast, compounded of Clio’s con­ tempt for 'Chester, of Chester’s ig­ noble yielding to his passion for his wife, of Clarence Steven’s voice joined to Clio’s, of Chester Pennet sleeping now perhaps behind peni- tentary bars. They blended all of them into- a fantastic nightmare that left Judith so she could hardly breathe. The night, she thought, would never end. Then into< the terror came another sound, a ringing of the doorbell, in­ sistent, repeated, forcing her finally to- go down the stairs to answer. A round little wowan, whom Judith had never seen, waited at the door: Behind her stood Spencer Owen, his face impassive. CHAPTER V her she but ■room said the little who- To Judith those two, the round woman and -Spencer, stood now in the center hall looking at her, were part of a dream. She was sure she had never seen the wo­ man before, yet there was something vaguely familiar about her. “You don’t know who- I am,” said the roundness, speaking with an un­believably brisk® and capable voice. She had capable hands, too, a part of Judith’s min$ observed. "I’m your Dysentery Most Dangerous Of BQwel Complaints It comes ol^guddenly become intens rapidity, being healthy, slimy by blood. Its actio and its termination ad fatal, that any treatment should be administered promptly and the disease effectually cheeked at the outset. One of the safest and quickest remedies ydu can use is Dr, Fowlers Extract.of Wild Strawberry. On the market for!)0 years, Don’t bd disappointed by getting an inferior article. Exeter ©unea-A&iuirate established 1873 and 1-587 at Ejxeter, Ontario Published every Thursday jpornlnl| Pasteurized Be on the sate side ! Our price is only one cent per quart more than raw milk. 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And I love you like thing even when you act like a spoiled child.” He bent over took her face in-his hands and ed her mouth. Judith gasped. Before she could say a word he was in the doorway, Still smiling at her, or to himself as at some private joke, then -he was gone. She could hear his footsteps descending the stairs, could hear the door close gently behind him. He had gone. He had obeyed her, yet somehow, thought Judith, the tears welling from her eyes again, the vic­ tory w’as his. Aunt Mary came malted milk and a ide before the tears headway. “There, my tpet,” "Drink this and lie You’ll soon be asleep. I’ll be here all the rest of th .night and I’ll get you a -nice breakfast in the morning. Don’t you worry about a thing.” She was so kind that Judith could not help smiling at her. She was so round, she moved so briskly, something like a marble rolling down hill. She was a comical little wo­ man, and she was comforting. She didn’t talk too much. She settled Judith in bed, tucked her in, called her ‘my ipet’ once more, darkened the room and left. Peace at Last There followed long hours of mer­ ciful unconsciousness .for Judith. She slept without dreaming, hardly stir­ ring, all through the morning, clear up until noon. She opened her eyes finally and lay looking at the ceiling She felt rested, strong. She mar­ shalled all the happenings of the past month before her in orderly procession. She considered them clearly, all save one: She stopped her thinking at the recollection of Spencer’s parting words and kiss. She would leave that out. "Skip it.” said Judith to herself. She wasn’t now that she was rested, angry at him. She simply knew that so long as he did not absolutely accept her father’s innocence there was a bar­ rier between them. Spencer must not try to interfere with her plans. There must be no petty anger between them. They were through with one another. If she ever saw him again she would make him see this, per­ suade him reasonably to resign ’his dream as she had resigned hers. She had- reached this decision when Aunt Mary came in. She wore a very business-like house dress, her head tied in a towel. ‘Nice morning,’ said Aunt Mary. “Do you want to come down to breakfast or> shall 1 bring it up?” “I’ll come down after I’ve had a bath and dressed, Aunt Mary.” “All right, you’ll have breakfast and I’ll have lunch, and we’ll both have a good talk.’ 'Out she went, round and sturdy as ever, matter of fact and busy, It was comforting to think of her making toast, laying the table, get­ ting a meal ready, Judith thought, as she ducked A pang assailed of her father morning in the prison. She went down presently, led by the smell of bacon crisping into the breakfast room between the kitchen and pantry. “Now,” said Aunt Mary when Judith had reached her last cup of coffee and its accompanying cigar­ ette, "we’d better have that talk.” Judith smiled. "What shall we talk about, Aunt Mary?” "Where we’re going to live-, how we’re going to live, what you’re go­ ing to do with the furniture in this house, the automobile in that gar­ age and any other little odds and ends that occur to us, Judith answered gently, "Hadn’t We better talk first, Aunt Mary, about you, and how soon you’ll .have to be home again?” Aunt Mary smiled as gently, "I’m not going home,” she said, "unless you go with me,” , (Continued next week.) Sir A> D. Hall, in an address to the Royal Society of Arts on "Can Agri­ culture Provide (Substantial Relief for Unemployment” said that the continued decrease in smallholdings in face of deliberate efforts to in­ crease them was sufficient evidence,, that they no longer represented a form of occupation that wood attract and retain men.” MITCHELL CITIZEN PASSES CHIROPRACTIC, OSTE ELECTRO-THER VIOLET TI ARTHUR LICENSED AUCTION For Huron and^Mid FARM SALES Al IALTY PRICES REASONABLE ’ SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Phone 57-13 Dashwood R. IL No. 1, DASHWOOD FRANK TAYLOR LICENSED AUjfriONEE For Huron an FARM SALES >' SPJE Prices Reasonabls^an F RING 138With almost suddenness death claimed a well-known resident of Mitchell in the person -of Norman Rees Parsons in his 36th year. On Monday morning of last week he was taken to Victoria Hospital, London, where he underwent an. ab­ dominal operation from which he never recovered. It was only a week ago that he took ill. Born in Munro he was the son of Emanuel Parsons and the late Mrs. Parsons "who 'predeceased him by five years. In November, 1928, he married Velma Ellen Harris, who survives him. He was a member of Bethel United Church, Munro, and lived in that community until Jan­ uary of this year when he came to Mitchell. For the ipast six years he had been, rural mail courier a(nd prior to this he worked at .farming, Besides his wife hp is survived by one son, .Floyd Emanuel, age seven and one daughter, Verna Margaret, age three; also three brothers, Per­ cival and Wesley Hibbert; Albert of Strathroy; four sisters, Mrs. Wilbert Smale, Staff a; Mrs. Wilbert Elliott, Mitchell; Mrs. Lloyd Colquhoun, of Hibbert and Mrs. Percy Skirten, of Strathroy. USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY ■‘■‘Head Office, Farquhar, Ont, W. H. COATES# Brea SAMUEL NORRIS Vice-P DIRECTORS JOHN McGANGUSlSINCLAI JOHN that, Judith. Let her stay. She wants to. She told me so when I brought 'her over here.” "Why should I, Spencer?” “Because you need some one to'— well, to keep you from doing crazy things.”' Spencer was overwrought himself. -She spoke with more vio­ lence than he intended. Judith sat up straight. "Crazy things like what?” she demanded. The sobs were done with now. • "Like appearing at tile Golden Bubble. I saw in the papers tonight that you’d said you were going to do that,” "I am.” "You can’t." "Why can’t I?” Judith’s question was dangerously quiet. “Because you can’t afford to lose every bit o.f reputation you have*. 1 know about that club, Judith, and so do you. It’s a hangout for rack­ eteers with a lot of dir^'y money to spend. Sam Emory pays protection all 'the time. 'Gilbert Saunders is behind it, you know that.” "What if he is?” "He’s a politician who' loves the) limelight, and a social climber at the same time; He’ll use you not only to- make money for the club but to get himself some more items in the. gossip 'columns. The whole thing’s rotten, Judith. I hope to God since I ean’t make you see sense that your aunt will.” Her Onm Life Judith clasped her hands in front her. "There’s something you need learn, Spencer, It’s this. I’ve got go my own way now. You’re out it. I can dance in ilO,000 night Centralia, Agent and' Biddulph RIS, Munro, Agent Barton and Logan SCOTT, Cromarty, Agent for Hibbert B. W. F. BEAVERS Secretary-Treasurer Exeter, Ontario GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Exeterunder the shower, her as she thought spending his first routine of the Cedar/bh Mrs. Th os. Butt, of Kippexij who has been, seriously ill in 'Seaforth Hospital is improving. *' 1 Also furnit We take o$fe binet workfl^F'kitchens, etc at the DASHWOOD PLANING l>5ILL elled to order, r all kinds of ca- A pretty wedding was solemnized at the United Church manse, Gran­ ton, when Jean Loraine, daughter of (Mr. and Mrs. Wt B. Bryan, of the 10th concession of Biddulph, became the bride of Francis Robert Nicol, of Wilton move, son of Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Mldplf of Blanshard, The bride was a phlq„$ink organdy gown with which’Slid wore a large pink hat and pink accessories and a corsage of Sweetheart roses. Miss Winnifred Nicol, sister of the groom was brides­ maid , Kenneth Harle, of Wilton G-rove, was best man. After the cere­ mony, a reception and dinner held at the home of the bride’s par­ ents, (Later in the evening i, son of Mr. and Mrs. 46 pains in the bowelsLUU.milJ' j JJOailO AXA uvnvxu the disc®rges occur with great many 4.0 a day and are un- ore or less, accompanied System is so weakening, of to to of clubs and nothing can hurt me, the real me. If you really believed and really trusted me, you’d leave me alone, I think you’ve interfered abominably In getting this old lady 10c WHY PAY MORE Bcs^f all fly killers. t quick, sure, ... Ask your Drug­ gist, Grocer or General Store. THE WILSON FLY PAD CO., HAMILTON, ONT. was eats, iLater in the evening the young couple left on a motor trip. The young couple will make their ■home at the groom’s farm, Wilton Grove.