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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1936-07-09, Page 2Ml THURSDAY, JULY Oth, 1030 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE “GOOD PENNY” BY BARBARA WEBB II WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE ^Yesterday Judith pennet saw Aunt Mary for the first time, dith was in deep trouble. Her ther had just been sentenced ten years in the penitentiary embezzlement. Her mother J eloped to Europe with a lover. Judith was alone. She had broken her engagement to iSpencer Owen, to- the bitter grief to both -of them. They had in fact quarreled vio- ’ lently, yet it was Spencer who had ' sent for Aunt Mary to come take care of Judith. Particularly he hoped Aunt Mary would ‘ keep Judith from becoming an en tertainer at the Golden Bubble, a night club. During her father’s trial Judith had been dubbed “the good penny” by newspapermen and it 'was as “the good penny” that she was to appear at the Golden Bubble. She intended to* use the money she earned to clear her father’s name. Aunt Mary knows all this, though she hadn’t seen her brother, Chester Pennet, Judith’s father, for years. Judith thinks Aunt Mary had better go back home to Vermont but Aunt Mary says no. She is going to stay where she is now, unless Ju dith wants to go to Vermont with her. CHAPTER VI Judith sat looking at the round little lady, whose determination sat so oddly with her generally jolly ap pearance. “Let’s go back a ways,” Aunt Mary suggested, “and. clean out the weeds as we go. garden. I start at the back work forward and then when through I’ve done everything, just skipped around hither there.” “Suppose we do. that, then,” dith agreed, “where is the place to hegin?” “We’ll begin- with when Chester and I parted. I’m going to be honest with you, Judith. I’m that way and I can’t help it and you look like you could stand it. Our mother and ’ . father were both dead by the time 'Chester grew up. I’m five years old er than-he is and I saw him through * school, he always liked figures and * >he made them his business. He got a joh in the bank here and I rented our Vermont ..-house, it isn’t 'much, just a cottage, tout we 'were born in it and love fit. "" BSt\I^came to Bay ville and I kept hou^>|or Chester, first in a few furnished Vopms, then when -he got promoted little house we rented. He was a steady fellow. Chester 'was; his mind om his work, until he met Clio-. He was , 40 then, old enough to lyoung enough to be a “Was . . . was she dith asked. “She was beautiful lock a little like her, but you’re soft er looking, yo'.u’ve more of Chester In you. I don’t know how you feel about your mother ...” Judith’s mouth hardened. “You may say anything you think is true, Aunt Mary.” Her Father's Story “She was beautiful. 'Chester had never been in love. tShe was poor. We weren’t rich ourselves, but we Were far better fixed than the Pat tersons, that was her maiden name. She never cared -for Chester. To do her justice I don’t think she 'wanted to marry him even -for what he wuld give her. But .he never let her alone. He was after -her in sea son and out and, well, they were married. There’S two things about me. Judith. 'One is that I’m honest. The other is that I mind my own business. Keeping 'house for Ches ter had been my busines., but when he took a wife, and especially one I didn't like, I just packed up and went home.” “Yon quarreled?” Judith asked. “Yes. I told you I was honest. Chester asked me w-liat I thought of ihis marriage. I told him. I told him he was a fool to marry any girl who didn't love him, who'd run him into debt and be afraid to have a family for fear she’d spoil .her fi gure. But Chester wouldn’t hear a ■word against her, and I honored him for that. From the day he met her he lived for .her and there wasn’t any place for me, and he never for gave me I suppose for my plain speaking. We didn’t Write. W6 didn’t even hear -of each other till he got arrested and into the papers. That’s what I do in- my and I’m not and one. Har- bad here are for six weeks, but if you do good, why, you’ll get a renewal. We got a renewal clause in there at the end, you see,’’ Terms of tlio Contract Judith read the papers through, Salary, times of appearance, she was to do were clear, asked a question about clause in this section . varying percentage on such liquers, as her guests may procure and pay for from the management of the Goldep Bubble.’ “Oh, that? That’s so you’ll get ’em to -buy champagne, Napoleon brandy, instead of the cheat stuff we mostly sell. You- don’t get no percentage on mixed drinks, regu lar refreshments, just on the fancy stuff and your percentage goes high er the higher priced stuff they buy.” “Does she have to drink all that stuff, too?” Aunt Mary wanted to know. ‘‘She better hadn’t,” Sam told them, ‘‘She can pretend to, and I don’t mind my girls taking some champagne during the evening to keep their pep .up. But any hard liquor is out, see? Thumbs down on it for they gotta keep their heads clear, them girls have.” Aunt Mary nodded. “That’s sensi ble,” she saiid. “I didn’t know you could dance so well, Judith. It says in here you’ve got to do a solo dance twice each evening.” “I can’t dance very much,” Judith admitted, “I told Mr. Emory so. But of course, I danced at school and I like to dance and a man there who’ll ber.” “Sure, and that You better come rehearse tomorrow soon’s your through at the dress makers. You got to- open next Sat urday night and this is Tuesday, so- you ain’t got much time. No use waitin’. If we do, some other scan dal’ll come along and we will miss out on all this fine advertising the papers have given you. I told Gil I’d get you for next Saturday night ... 0. K. with you, Judy?” “Of course, so long as you under stand I'm not a finished professional performer.” “That is 'why we want you. We can get professionals by the bushels. Gil’s sick of them, not the girls that do the regular strutting. They’re pretty good kids, but these -here ac tors and actresses that get swelled heads and think they make a club. I told Gil you’d never get no swelled heads. You weren’t -the type. (Continued next week.) what but she the last , “and a Exeter Sunra-Abihirate Established 1873 and J887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday niornin< SUBSCRIPTION—$2.OiO per year in advance RATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for first four insertions. 25c. each subse quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six words, Reading notices 10c. per line. Card of Thanks 50c. Legal ad vertising 12 and 8c. per line. In Memoriam, with one verse 50c. extra verses 25c. each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association look something like the 'Sultan of Persia, if they have one there,” she observed, “But you pull the cur tains down in that big car of yours when you ride home and no one will notice,” Sam laughed, “Sultan of Persia” he bellowed. “That’s a good That makes you Queen of my em, don’t it ’ “We wouldn’t m^tch so (Aunt Mary answered, “I’m not as fat as you are, but I got plenty of up- hostery on me at that.” Sam laughed uproariously, took a cup of tea liberally dosed with rum, and rambled off into a- long disser tation on horses, food and the state of his health, which was, he said, deplorable due to the fact that his feet no longer comfortably support ed his increasing weight. They were too small, and he held out for their inspection a neat pair of very shiny shoes with a glimpse of silk sock showing above them, socks of ■so violent a .color that Judith could not help smiling. Not a word about the trial, not a word about herself, though she had the feeling that all the time he talked he was inspecting her, “Almost as though I were a horse,” thought Judy. c Night Club Plans But when tea was finished all this pointless geniality stopped. .Sam. Emory the business man appeared and presented for Judith’s approval the contract for her appearance, the designs for her costume. “See,” said Sam, “we’re gonna have one of them swell stage- clothes designers do- it for you. It’ll be black because you’ve got a nice white skin and all over it real pennies sewed, see? penny, see? All bright nies with holes punched you won’t be losing ’em dance. “Very dramatic,” said “Don’t you think so, Aunt Mary? “What there is of replied, looking at sketch. “When you got a show off and a nice pair of legs and curly hair and big eyes you don’t need much of a costume,” Sam pro nounced. “Ho do you know I have all those things?” Judith asked. “Well,’ said Judith, “some of it’s guessing I will admit, but I got as good an eye for women as I once hgd for a horse and you got a good limb er way of going. I ain’t never saw nothing move the way you do that didn’t have good legs to give it a ight action, but you might put me wise if I’m wrong.” Judith stretched out a pair of slim legs, “O. K.?” she inquired. “0. K.’ said /Sam indifferently, “That there dress »is then, huh?” “Yes. I like it.’ “Then- you go to this liee address tomorrow and get yourself measured and they will be ready to fit you the day after. Better .go .sure tomorrow, for they’ve got to'have time,to sew all them (pennies on. I wanted them to put on 50,000 on, that 500 bucks in pennies you see, the same num ber of pennies as your old man got away with from the bank, but they, said that would -be too .heavy.” Judith winced, “It probably would be,’ she said quietly, and caught a gleam -of pity Mary’s eyes. “Now the 'contracts,” “you better read Office; C is another thing. Ju- I some- aunt’s good penny firstIt was the DASHWOOD T We club with all papers and magazines The Exeter Times - Advocate ORDER NOW*PHO NE 31w any -we all off. she her he says there is teach me a num club man go- en- ;n' the hurt tension an, pursuit Also furniture re We take orders f blnet work for k said, ‘‘night your young ifo we load, >r heat with ealth, position looking up in Aunt Mary, ap- let me bind She laid a over the in- then. You Successor to tl® late D Office oppos$ Main Office 36w Closed We Sam went on, “you better read ’em over so as to see what you gotta do. These giant, go in Spencer cried. nice skin to CHIROPRACTIC, ELECTRO-THER VIOLET T pUo MAIN ST. Professional Cards know better, fool.” pretty?” Ju- s Made ALTY , Wm Stree0, ONT. Office: EXE Closed Wednesday Afternoons ALTY INVEST! NSUR I’d have come sooner to help you, but it wasn't until your young man telephoned me yesterday afternoon that I knew you needed me. I know his aunt, the one that brushed him up. We used to be friends when I kept house for Chester.” “He isn’t my young man more,” said Judith. “We were- pianned to be married before this happened to father. He, Spencer, doesn’t believe Daddy is innocent.” “No more do I,” said Aunt Mary. “And furthermore. I’ll tell you what he did with that $50,000. He stole it and gave it to Clio, that’s what he did; then she ran -off 'with that man, and that’s where the money is now,” Judith sighed. “The money doesn't seem important, Aunt Mary. Daddy’s in prison. I want to get him out, that’s what is important.” “You’ll never get him out.” Aunt Mary answered. “But if you think you ought to try you’ll have to try, You’re Tike your father that way, set your mind on a thing and you’ll keep at it though the good Lord him self tried to stop you. Well, I can’t help you any with that part of it, I’m sorry he’s in prison. Chester’s my brother, and I’m still fond of Jvim, but I can’t help thinking that he’s got what he deserved.' “Don’t you see then,” Judith questioned earnestly, “how hard it would be for us, for you and me to try to live together, lAunt Mary?” ;o to do with it? I but that respecting got to live GLADMAN & STANBUR BARRISTERS, SOL Money to Loan, Inv Insurance* Safe-deposit Vaults for use of our Clients without charge EXETER and HENSALL CARLING & MORLI BARRISTERS, SOLlClTj| LO “What’s that go — think you’re mistaken, wouldn’t keep me- from what you believed. You’ve your own life, Judith. You can’t live mine and I can’t live yours.’ A Friend in Need “Well, Judith went -on, “I’m ing to take a job as a night club tertainer to earn money and meet people so as to help get Daddy free. You-wouldn’t like that, would you?” “It wouldn’t be any *of my affair. I'll keep house, look after your clothes, be on hand when you want me because you’re my niece and you’re too young and pretty to be turned loose entirely in a predatory world.” “Spencer said you would try to stop me. That was one reason he sent for you.” “Fiddlesticks,” said Aunt Mary. “It’s been more than forty years- since I was your age, and I don’t know what’s proper for a girl to do whose father is in jail. In my time she’d have -hung her head and gone into hiding and had -fantods. Today se can go out and do something about. You look like a nice girl, you ought to know your own busi ness.” ' Judith smiled. You’re rather a Wonderful person, Aunt Mary. Tell me what you’d do if you. stayed.” “Fi^st of all I’d tell you to go on about -this dancing and singing and earning some money and leave me to close this house, get what I can for the furniture and the automobile and so on, find us a little .apartment not too far from your work, and get some kind of order into our lives I’ll stay with you as long as you need me. When you get ma-rried I’ll go home again where I belong, glad to have been with my niece when she needed me, glad to get back to Vermont.” “Money------” Judith began. “Needn’t mention it. I've enough to live on. I’ll find out what it costs us to live. You .pay half of it if you can, either out -of what we get from this house -or your salary. I’m a good manager.” “Do you really mean you wouldn’t well, interfere with me anyway? You would let me do- what seemed best, not bother me about what I try to do for Daddy, all that?” “What else could I do?” Aunt Mary asked. “And you think it’s all right for me to take this job at the Golden Bubble? ’Spencer doesn’t.” Aunt Mary looked at her niece. “A lady’s a lady,” she or no. That’s what needs to find out.” Judith daiughed. natural mirth she ..had felt in weeks. She jumped up. “You’re going to stay,” she told Mary Rennet. “I ♦couldn’t do without you after that.” “I’m glad, my pet,” Aunt Mary answered. “I was going to stay anyway, but it’s better since you really want me. Now tell me this: I’ve turned no less than a dozen people away from the door this morning and I’ve got the telephone receiver off the hook. I’ve never seen such pesky people. Up in Ver mont we talk about our neighbors, but we know them and they watch us just like we watch them. But these people are just plain Paul Prys, so you tell me which ones you want to see and I won’t let any others in.” “There are two- newspapermen,” Judith said and named them. “And I think Mr. iSam Emory, who owns the Golden Bubble, is coming today. That’s all I want to see.” Spencer Rebuffed The newspapermen were duly ad mitted when they called at 1, The interviews oyer, Judith went up to rest. .She was feeling the reaction now and with it a blissful realiza tion that Aunt Mary -had taken the reins of all save her own personal problems from her hands. At 3, as she lay dozing, Aunt Mary looked into the room. “Did I do right?” she asked. “I just sent that young Spencer Owen away, but he’ll probably come back again.” Judith stared at the ceiling. “Yes,” she said slowly, “you did right, Aunt Mary. It only .hurts us both to see each other and accom plishes nothing. Tell him for me I’m not angry any longer. I just don’t want to see him.” Aunt Mary nodded and rolled “That’s the way I look at it,” said over the curve that served for a shoulder. The house was quiet for a while. Judith dozed. How long the day seemed. And yet, however long for her, how infinitely longer for Ches ter Pennet, prisoned, held fast in the dreary routine of the peniten tiary. She was roused by a commo tion on the lawn before the house and ran to the window to behold a- most astonishing sight. Fat Sam Emory, blood streaming from his nose and -one eye closing, held Spencer off at arm’s length the while he said, “You leave me alone, you thus and so, before I hafta take a poke at you.” Spencer squirmed in' the grasp of the man, who was tall as a fat as Falstaff. “You’ll not there, I tell you,” “You leave that girl alone.” Before Judith could cry out the front door opened and Aunt Mary joined the battle. She took Spencer by the ear and towed him away from iSam. “You mind your man ners, Spencer Owen,” she said, “and take yourself off to attend to your own affairs. You, Mr. Emory, if that’s your name, and I surmise it is, come into the house. Now*’shoo, botli of you. The idea, brawling like this tight in front of Judith’s house, you’ll wake her up and she needs her sleep.” It was all’ over in an instant. Judith drew back from the window. Spencer was humiliated enough without knowing she had witnessed his ignominious defeat. The front door banged. She went down the stairs to find Sam Emory seated in a welter of scattered papers, sketch es and saying plaintively, “I’ve brung the contracts over for her to sign, M'iss Pennet, and the sketches for her costume. I woulda hit that young twig a wallop, but he's in the Dirtrick Attorney’s office and I got ta be kinda -care-fu who I hit.” “You just sit quiet,” Aunt Mary ordered, “and I’ll get you a piece of beefsteak for your eye and bring you a cup of hot tea with rum in it and wake Judith up.” “I’m here”, said Judith in a small/ voice. iSam looked at her out of his one good-eye. “I -oughta take thing -off for this,” he said good- humoredly. “but since your so swell I won’t, besides Gil Saun ders sez to me don’t you lay down on- signin’ up -for that girl.” Judith sat down near and felt very young and together tiny before his bulk, chair in the room was really bi; It’ll a there’ll be The good new pen- in 'em so when you How’s that for an idea?’ dramatic,” said Judith it,” Aunt Mary the costume Dr. G. F. Roulst . L.D.S Dr. H. H. 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T ANGUS ECLAIR WCKNEJ ®GENT they t The potent cause liej id the extreme nervoui which We follow in th and pleasure. | Late hours, want 1 mental or physical exs system it is unable to] you pass restless nigh with fto ambition to Take Milburn’s II. will do for you. rest, excessive ; a strain on the No wonder then ct up in the morning your daily tasks. ills and see what Sam Emory shy and al- No ig enough for him. >He looked at her from shrewd little eyes, embedded in the rolls of fat that made his cheeks little greedy eyes but with a twin- kie in them as though he could laugh at himself for his very faults. “You look better than when I seen you last there in the courtroom Sam remarked. “I sez to, Gil -after ward, ‘yep, she’s a looker, an’ she’s sure p>iled up the free advertising but she is a hearshy filly right now.’ I used to follow the races,”, he ex plained and went on, “but you don’t look so much like an also-ran right this minute.” “I’ve- had a lot of sleep,” Judith smiled at him, “and now that my aunt has come to take care of ine, I’ll be all right I’m sure.’ ; Sam shook 'his head admiringly, I “She's quite' an old gal, ain’t she,j your Aunt'Mary? 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