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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1936-10-29, Page 2thvrsday, October 29. iono THE EXETER TIMES ADVOCATE BY BARBARA WEBB "illllillliillillllllllilllilllIlill illllllllllillll “Everything’s 0. K. sj far,” she said, that outer self of her speak ing cheerfully. Sum n'dded. He was more afraid than ever. His fat face shine a grayish white. He muttered, Gil’s drinking. Whisky. Straight." “He seems all right.” said Judith. “I’m going back to sit with him in a few minutes. Sam wet his lips. O. K.," he “he’ll like that.” Awaiting the Blow She had another picture of i. Gil was drinking, seldom. “A bottle of courage ’ Gilbert Saunders." she thought wondered what a waiter wcu’.d if she gave him that cider aloud worked her way back through rorm. She didn’t know yet r she would speak to Spene- not. He was watching her. I She leaned nilllllllllllllillllflllllilllllliiilllllllllllHIliV hind them she heard the quarrel re sumed. But it was louder now, more open. Mike called Joe a name, Joe answered. A few people turned to look at them. They’d stall along like this until . . . | She arrived at Spencer’s •’IIulIo.” she said. “You look tonight, darling.” | He lifted his eyebrows, nice words you use tonight, I “Aren’t they? I haven’t been nice i to you for a long time, have I?” | “Not noticeably. I cculd stand a *“^1 little warmth from you.” ' “Have some,” she held her arms across the table and he took her hands, surprise in his face. He held them hard. And at something in her face his eyes smiled happily. "Judy,” he said, “You love me.” “Yes.” But she pulled her hands away. She’d had to say that. Now she must (get him to leave. But she wanted a post and talked down over : sonipthing more, some comfort to ruldur to some peop.e she , take with her into the dark land ahead. “Tell me, Spencer.” He leaned closer, “I love you, Judy, Oh, my dear . . . my dear . table, gloomy said, “What Judy.’’ Some one laughed. “A corpulent angel with oversized wings then,” Aunt Mary’s voice agreed. Aunt Mary’s hand closed over Judith’s. “Try to sleep, my pet. you’re still feverish." There was that stiangely real dream in which she talked with her father. She said to him: “I under now, Daddy. I did it, too, you I walked into darkness be- I loved Spencer. I even under- about Clio. I pattern dran for ( and say 1 She the Whet er 0 Haw would it happen against ; h.-r saouldeir „ _ ... knew. “‘Yes, I hate to leave," Gil wasn’t going to hurt Spencer him self. Then who? Jte? Dangerous. IF* was close to Gilbert. “Don’t know yet. sume dub. I suppose, or maybe* I’ll go in a regular show. Come to see me, w. n’t you?” They would. ; Joe. G: table nea Was tl wui*< r. soda w it. Sm if y m : didn't can* wimt happ t ,• yri-un. 2-Or was funny, queer be mu ever. 1.‘ 1: a wa: that ] T 1 glass quarr o'-her guns. The man could . . She looked again. Yes, Spencer’s you cut if I have to.” table was in line. It would be very ; easy for a bullet, ostensibly aimed at Joe, to travel in that direction. An accident, of course. Manslaughter at the worst. Accidental shooting in night club. The kind of thing a Gilbert Saunders could hush up very easily, if the gunman were ever _ him. CftUgllt. fho ffippet in the- room, much to hinder an escape. | She tested her theory. It held.. She didn’t try to explain it. But she knew it was to happen that way. Very well. She had to stop it. She couldn’t possibly know what meat they would choose. She finish ed the soda water and moved toward their table. Her Plans “Hello, Joe. It’s a nice surprise to see ycu here. Mind if I leave this glass on your table? I don’t see Tony right now.” “Sure, Miss Pennett. You the boss ” “I’ve been talking with him. looks well. Are you having a time, you and your friend?” Joe shrugged. “Him an’ me is ar guing,” said Joe. ‘He’s Mike Henry Used to be a prizefighter; ever hear of him?” “No,” said Judy. “I didn’t. But I’d like to, I’ve never known any prize fighters.” “Set down,” said Joe ‘and get ac quainted.” She looked at them. She would learn nothing from them. They were too wise. And she mustn’t make them suspicious. They were quick, too. The knew fear by intuition. It saved their lives to know when dan ger was near. “I wish I could,” she said regret fully. “Maybe I can come back later. I’ve got to speak to Spencer Owen. He’s leaving early tonight.” Her heart beat faster. She had it now. She’d give them the time her self. She went on, “He can’t wait for the second show tonight, has to go out of town on a told and kept him waiting as it •wanted to leave at midnight, and it is a quarter past now.” She mover toward Spencer. ■ stand ■ see. cause ■ stand any more.” And in the dream ered, Judy he had understood. His happy. She knew he was at peace. She slept again, dreamlessly. She wasn't really, ■ But itI up. to his. She must look awful. He was there sometimes and she would keep her eyes closed. Not in this room. Not while she drifted back and forth from the darkness to the blazing light of pain. She wanted to he well, to be able to talk to him. There was when the her, when cruel with She mumbled something of this to Aunt Mary. “When you’re strong enough,” Aunt Mary answered, “we will go t.o Vermont. Everything is ready for us there.” don't hate her Chester answ- . . dear little'Little Judy . . . ” then faded away, but face was y FLOUR /<?r Pastry and Bread PF436 E s ta b 1 i s h e d at Exeter, Published every Thursda^^^^^^J SUBSCRIPTION—$2.09 per advance RATES—Farm or Real Estate sale 50c, each insertion for first four insertions. 25c. each subse quent insertion. Miscellaneous articles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six words, Reading notices 10c, per line. Card of Thanks 50 c. 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 She not him. didn’t ask for Spencer, ready to see him yet, She was conscious of was funny. She couldn’t sit She couldn’t even lift her hand so much to say, some day, darkness finally released the light was kind, not agony. and obey human laws except when they are plainly contrary to God’s revealed will; then “we ought to obey God rather than men.” (Acts 5:29.) God requires that we be, not only good citizens, but also good neigh bors. Several of the Ten Com mandments specify duties to neigh bors, naming against our fellow men: adultery, murder, theft, slan der or false witness, covetousness. The good neighbor oes none of these things. What is the secret of good neigh borliness? God’s answer comes: "Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself." We have God’s laws in the Commandments; and He says: ••therefore lcve is the fulfilling of the law.” Love is unselfish interest in the best good of other people, as we saw last week in our lesson in the im mortal chapter on love, First Cor inthians 13. Each cne of the sins against neighbors forbidden in the Ten Commandments, springs from put ting ourselves ahead of* our neigh bors: getting something for our selves, or satisfying cur own de sires. in such a way as to injure a fellow man. Real love for cur fel low man make such sins impossible. Now comes the practical ques tion: how can we be good citizens and good neighbors? There is only one sure, always effective way. ‘But put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ,” is the simple but miraculous secret. Is this just a beautiful figure of speech For from it; it is a liberal transaction and experience. There is only one way of doing it, and that is after confessing ourselves as lost and hopeless sinners, t’<5 receive Je sus Christ, as our personal Saviour, thanking God that He died for our sins and rose again, and accepting His great sacrifice just as we would accept a great gift from some loved friend. Then a miracle happens. God brings to pass the new birth for us; we are born again and above and entirely new life begins in us, which is Christ .Himself. The Holy Spirit joins us to Christ just as a husband man or gardener grafts a slip or root into a growing vine or tree. Christ and the believer become one organism, one body, the believer be ing taken into Christ, and Christ entering into the believer. In this way we can “put on the Lord Jesus Christ” and have God’s own love in, our hearts for our neighbors and fellowmen, and 'keep the laws of our Government as good citizens. The good citizen, the good neigh bor, the good Christian, is a tem perate man. He believes in and practices temperance, which is self control. Intemperance, one form of which is intoxication or drunk enness, is lack of self-control, and is certainl not Christian. Paul mentions it by name in this lesson, and pleads with all Christians to put it away as they “cast off the works of darkness.” If there are governmental tem perance laws, our Christianity de mands that we obey them. When there are no such laws, our Chris tianity demands just as plainly that we show in our lives the fruit of the Spirit, which includes temperance, or self-control. (Gal. 5.23). week had passed. You were clear cut for a whole week, Judy. I slept at the hospital. Now," he grinned, “I can’t help it, but as the astonish ing young man whose life was sav ed by a good penny, I’ve more clients than I know what to do with.” “You’ve left the prosecutor’s of fice.” “I had to. Too much noairiety. But it doesn't matter. I had to go baric to private practise some day. I’ve turned away clients, not just because there were tco many, but some of them were crooks. I could n’t take cases like that.” “No.” His Good Penny They were silent. There was one more thing. Spencer waited for her to speak of it. A last she said, “Daddy?” Spencer took her hands. “He’s not. here, Judy.” She smiled. “I knew," she said, “It doesn’t shock me, Spencer. I've known for a long time. It was before I came up here, wasn’t it?” “Yes. Before you were entirely out of danger youiself. I ..abled our mother, too. She’s married t-’ Stevens now. But how did you know, Judy?” “I don’t know. I had a dream. I just knew. I’m—-I'm almost glad, Spencer, though I’d have tried to see him again, to have him know I understand at last. That I’m happy myself.” “You are happy, Judy? “Well, I could be happier. You’re pretty far away.” He stood over her. “I’m almost scared to touch you, afraid you will break if I pick you up in my arms.” “I won’t. I can even walk a few steps now.” She smiled at him. He leaned over and touched her hair. “Judy—my good penny.” “I thought you hated that nick name.” “I did. I don't now. I like everthing about you.” “Even the scandal, the notoriety, the headlines, all that, too, Spen cer?” “Every single thing.” Judith sighed. “I hope,” she said “that we can be married without any fuss, that we can live quietly and never, never get into the news papers again. I want to be forgot ten by every one excepting you, Spencer.” "I could stand a little peace and quiet myself,” said (Spencer. "But I could also,” he stooped and gath ered her in his arms, “I could also write a very neat little 'headline for the papers myself.” “What would you write, Spencer? Something silly?” “I would write,” said Spencer, holding her tighter, “ ‘Good Penny comes home.’ ” "And stays there,” added Judith “always and always.” The End Professional Cards RS.&c. GLADMAN & STA BARRISTERS/ SOLI Money to Loan, In/tnsur Safe-deposit Vajrns for use of our Clients thout charge EXETER f nd HENSALL tmenjts Made CARLING & MO 'EY BARRISTER^, SOLICITORS, LOANS, Office; Car E MENUS, hillock, Main Stree®, TER, ONT. ;d,d,s.Dr. G. F. Roulstgn, L.D Office: 0/14$ Block EXE ONT. de^ist^ Closed Wednesday Afternoons Deliver a Blow She had to hurt him cruelly. She said. “Spencer, I’m going to marry Gilbert Saunders, Tomorrow.” He didn’t believe her. “That’s a pretty bad joke, Judy.” “It's r.ot a joke. I’m going to mar ry him. Spencer. I have to.” “Why?” •■Rf-aesons like having no job wanting to go on with a brilliant career, lots of things. I don’t like being poor.” “Have ycu been drinking?” Spen- Slm moved on. Albert’s bodyguard, sat at a the exit. His companion lrag of some sort, she judged. .is the man? She spoke to a “Can you bring me some ater. Tony?" H>- would bring •j waited. ived simp one then you much about yourself, med to you. You went Or you ran away in dis- you hired a gunman. It; _ You had to do things.' cer asked. awful, unbelievable you loved some one. when you did strange, terrible _ ?.g things, r because you were power over your life, ny brought the soda pose.*' “suppose Joe and that man ?eled. They’re scowling at • now. Suppose they drew, Joe could fire at the ceiling, done about it,” said Spencer. I’m go- ” ing to take you out of here, carry 1 ‘•Don’tthings, I “I'm drunk,” said Judith. And 1 look a little crazy to you ” He was alarmed. “What is it you were happy in Judy? What’s the matter with you? because it know just be done obeying, “p don’t know. Maybe 1 seems so awful to me to water, now, when nothing can " she took a sip from the about it how much . . . how very much I love you . . . how terribly we love each other . . . “Well something’s going to be get that But it wouldn’t fight She laughed, “We wouldn’t far. This is a rowdy crowd likes a fight, on our side.” “Then we’ll said Spencer, stood up too. fight on our own,” He stood up. Judith She went close to She looked at the faces in ' “Spencer.” Her heart was in *his They’d none of them do name as she spoke it. | ‘‘Yes, Judith.” "Pretend you go join him I’d tell good-by at case. : him least. is. mo- seen But I hello I’ve . He to me. I’ll outside and “Sure?” “Yes. I’m are saying good-by backstage and slip you.’’ sick rise, their at her Heard chairs said Judith of everything here. Spencer. I just want to be with you. Forget the crazy, silly things I’ve said tonight. I just want to be with you.” She held out both her hands to him, stepped back so she could smile up into his face, and he, bewildered kept her hands, smiled down She heard Joe’s voice Mike swear. Heard scrape backward. “Good-by, Spencer,” clearly. “I’m sorry you must leave so early.” She whirled. Joe’s gun was out, pointed toward the ceiling. The other full at Spencer . . she threw herself forward, felt the impact of her body against Spencer’s heard bullets take the air, screams, felt a searing awful redness as though the whole world were afire, sank down into unfathomable darkness, endless cool, enveloping. And through the cer's voice, “Judith, Before she went him. She I love you so’ a stab of gladness him, then felt must answer Spencer . . . had time for she had told darkness swallow >her entirely. darkness Spen- Judith.” clear away said, CHAPTER XXX ■she “Oh that the The blackness lasted a long time. She preferred it to the pain-filled hours when she opened her dyes to a while-walled room, to strange white capped faces, to the echo Of voices, some familiar, some never heard before. '/^There’s an angel in the room,” sheik said one day, aware of a pres ence she knew. RURDOCK Blood little doubt but that impure and 4 Jitters 4 There isoittle doubt but that impure and ompoverislwl blood is the soil on which Wgo tedSwhite, pus filled pimples de- thrive, and that nothing shmt of a vigorous, persistent blood purifying treatment will eradicate them from the system. Burdock Blood Bitters banishes bad Moo-I and with the bad blood banished the skin becomes free from pimples. Try a few bottles and ba ennvincod. thrive, and that nothin# shoit The sheets on clean, faintly on the cculd rest some one, Home Again Everything was ready. She felt the house welcome her when they carried her into it. the bed were cool, scented. Th° buttercups wall paper were jolly. She here. “Drink this,” said and she drank and slept. The days grew longer, : surely. She was awake, more frequently now. Curiosity stir red in her. She’d have to begin to ask about all that had happened. Aunt Mary came in cne morning, bringing the first crocus, valiant and brightly blue, a few snowflakes still clinging to its stem. “Pretty,” said Judy, and touched it. Aunt Mary looked at her, “They sleep all winter,” said Aunt Mary. “They store up strength and rest under the snow, then they come out, brighter than ever.” Judy smiled, “I’ve she said, “Am I going Spring, do you think, slowly but conscious Dr. H. H. COWEN, L.D.S.,D,DS, DENTAL SURGEON .? Successor to thellate Dr. Atkinsua Office opposite^ the Po^'Office, Main Street, E Office 36w T^leph Closed Wediies Res. 36j y Afternoons been alseep,” to bloom this Aunt Mary?” “I’m sure of it,” Aunt Mary ans wered. A telegram came for Judith, read it. “When may I come to you darling?” Spencer’s name, signed to it. She showed it Mary. “Anytime. That’s the Will you tell him?” He came. He sat by her held her hands and devoured pale hollow face with his eyes. “You are going to get well,” he said, and again, “You are going to get well.” “Of course I am,” said Judy cross ly, and laughed together. She wanted to hear about every thing. Spencer told her. “There was an awul panic, Judith. I carried you out, yelled for a doctor, behaved like an idiot. Sam poured whiskej- all over you. Gilbert—” “Yes, Gilbert.” “He had the coolest head of us all. He got an ambulance, telephoned the hospital.” “Joe—and the man, Mike ” “They disappeared. Mike’s missing.” Judith Learns the Truth “I thought so. Will „any one ever know?” “I don’t think so. It was clever, Judy, and subtle. You can't pin a thing on anybody really. It was all engineered, even before Saunders went away on that business trip of his.” “Engineered?” “Yes. I’ve talked with Sam. I know what happened, even if I can’t prove it. Saunders wanted you out of the Golden Bubble, wanted you down and out. He got those thugs to going there, booing at you. He passed the word around to keep you from getting another job. He was slick . . . what I don’t see,” Spen cer stopped and gazed at her. “What none of us see is how you knew what Mike was up to.” “I was thinking with my heart,” said Judy. “Don’t do it again,” said Spencer, “You nearly died because of that little bit of thinking.” “I can’t think any other way. I’m that silly,” said the rest.” “There isn’t couldn’t catch they tried very around until we were out of danger. Spencer shuddered, went on a trip around the world, and lie’s still on it. There’s nothing more to fear in that direction, Judy.’ “Sam?” “Sam’s prosperous, hordes and droves to Bubble, and (Sam’s money.” “He must be. We’ve had at least a barrel of orchids since I was mov ed up here. I tell Aunt Mary they are for her.” “Maybe they are. The spread themselves about the ... wo were all in it , titres, everything.” "You hated that” “I hardy knew about it Judith. much Mike, hard. She see was to Aunt answer. bed and her still “But tell me more. They I doubt if Gilbert stayed sure you were Half an inch more,” “Then Gilbert The came in the Golden still coining papers affair , pic- until a Sunday School Lesson LAW, LOVE AND TEMPERANCE (International Temperance Sunday) Sunday, Nov. 1.—Romans 14:1-14. Golden Text It is good neither to eat flesh, nor drink wine, nor any thing whereby thy brother stumbleth. (Romans 14:21.) How to be a good citizen: how to be a good neighbor: how to be a good Christian: these three practical questions are plainly answered by Paul. Divinely inspired as he was to write his Letter to the Romans, he gives us God’s own answers. Good citizens obey the laws of their Government. But why should we feel any obligation to obey the laws of human governments—have n’t we as good a right as any other human beings to decide for our selves what we shall do and not do? God’s answer comes: “Let every soul be subject unto the higher po wers. -For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are or dained of God. Whosoever, there fore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God.” 11 is plain, that human rulers are meant by “the powers that be,” Because man fell from his original higher estate of sinning, and “all have sinned,” man must be governed; it was im mediately after the flood that God committed the government, of men into the hands of men. (Gen. 9:6.) This does not mean that there may not be corrupt and evil rulers, for such have often been in power. 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