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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1938-03-24, Page 2THURSDAY, MARCH 24, 1938 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE Found Their eyes met. The room was very quiet. “Oh!” Helen said at last and look­ ed down. “How did you know?” “I didn’t. I was at the convention Dr. Currey asked me to operate on a patient fox* him , . I saw your name on the door.” “You knew my name?” Peter English glanced away. “I knew. I didn’t locate you till after you were married— You •— didn’t leave any trace— Then,” he« was talking to the wail beyond them, “it was too late. But I knew . Helen caught her breath, “But you married, Peter?” Apparently they bad Merry. He looked directly into eyes. “I never married.” jaw set firmly as though wound which he could not stand had been probed. “But you—” “There wasn’t any one else. 1 could have told you.” The eloquence in their faces was like an open book—a book of great unrequited love. It was more than Merry could bear. She rose and slipped silently from the room, but not before she bad heard Peter Eng­ lish say brokenly, “I’ve lain awake night after eternal about this moment, ning.” Merry broke into ing tear-stained eyes to John, who stood talking to Miss Brockaman, pleaded piteously, “Come outside with me, John!” ‘ISomethiug wrong?” he quickly. “It’s Mother—’ “Mother’s all right! Please!” iShg ran out into- the gravel path John blundering after her. She saw his car, rushed to it and climbed in. With her face in her arm, she sob­ bed. forgotten Helen's And his an old night dreaming Helen — plan- a run and, lift- asked Bewildered John patted her awkwardly, grave with concern—bewildered. “What is it?” “I—can’-t tell you, John. It’s just something beautiful and—oh, I don’t known why I'm crying . .” She dried her eyes finally. “Lets drive.” “Where?” “Anywhere!” They moved slowly along the river road, below which the drama of a great lumber industry carried on— tuigs towing islands of giant logs to the mills; freighters loaded with lumber steaming seaward past slow- moving barges of sawdust mountain —the ’fuel for the city -furnaces. At last Merry spoke. “It gave me the queerest feeling — to think of Mother—why, John—” She told him haltingly what she had seen. “This Dr. Peter English is so ter­ ribly good-looking now,” she added thoughtfully, ‘"you can imagine wlhat he must have been like when he was—" She started to say “Worth’s age” but changed it to “your age. And to think of a love so groat he’s waited all these years. “But it was Mother—the way she loo-ked, John—” Quick tears flooded Merry’s eyes again, “Olh<, I can’t ex­ plain it. I felt as if I’d looked into her—soul. But, John — it wasn’t that so much as well—it was just as if all those years she had me—and when you and I were little and she lived with Father—well, it was just as if they’d never been and she? was standing back there looking at— ‘Peter’ the way I look at Worth. It’s beautiful hurt.” A cold the mill out, three of them, clear and black, like a stark- painting against the night sky. “(She’s always been ours—just Oiurs, John. And now—well—.how can it be the same?” John drew a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped ihis eyes sus­ piciously. They drove on till they reached a double road, half of which wound (under a 'bridge, around there and stopped Then with a clean corner dkerchief, he wiped her first time he had ever one’s tears. “We haven’t had supper,’ he “I don't want any.” “How about a hamburger and malted milk down at Van’s?” and wonderful, but it— moon was rising beyond smokestacks. They stood He turned at one side of his eyes, dried han- the any- said. a Will They Lose Her “I’ve been thinking,” he told her Stubborn Cases Of Constipation Constipation May Become Serious If Allowed To Continue Keep Your Bowels Regular With They Do Not Gripe, Weaken or Sicken BY AGEE HAYS as he bit into the steaming sand­ wich, “what you said about Mother. I don’t know. I wonder if she has not felt like that about us, maybe —you especially. (She’s had, us al­ ways and now, well—I’ve got Ann and you’ve got Worth and—you sup­ pose maybe she’s had that feeling— like she was losing us?” “But she won’t be Mother so much again, John, iShe’s just—-well’—a kind of a strange girl in love.” John nodded. “That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Look. Do you suppose she thinks ‘Merry isn’t my daughter any more. .She’s a strange girl in love?" “But—’ “That’s different, huh? Because what you think about her hasn’t got anything to- do with what you think of Worth? That’s the way I feel, too. All right. Look, She’s our mother and whatever she feels about this do’etor can’t change that.” Merry was silent a moment. “I suppore you’re right, John.’ “And another thing. In a few years—oh, three or four, maybe, for you—we’ll both be married, think how lonesome that’d her? Well, now it won’t.” They were climbing the hospital steps when Merry said, of this, too, John, this—we shouldn’t kick- thought we were really lose her. Even today I —” Her voice died in a During the next week, lington's wanness became radiance. Merry regarder her mother with a mixture of wonder and acute sad­ ness. It was with awe, too, that she watched Petei* and Helen toge­ ther. Peter had arranged to be away from his hospital a few more weeks. “The first vacation I’ve taken in years,” he said, as happy as a small boy. He was usually with Helen Milling­ ton afternoons when Merry came to see her after classes. And he was always carefully groomed, always distinguished looking. There were always fresh roses, in the blue bowl. But it was the unuttered joy of their eyes, the undercurrent of sheer hap­ piness evident in the most conversations that caught at heart. iShe understood. Ever leave “I’ve thought, ■Losing her like — when we going to was afraid shiver. Helen Mil- His Ultimatum. surface Merry’s to the and beside presence of back tO' teach- forget, Peter, your But I’m If you must earn (She had brought Worth hospital on his last trip home with Worth and Peter them Merry had felt a sudden rush of complete understanding and com­ radeship toward Helen, a new tie which would bind them even more closely than before. But today Peter had pronounced an ultimatum in the Merry. “You can’t go ing, Helen,” he said. “But I must! You that I have two children in school. It takes money to keep them there.” “I can manage that.” “I won’t let you. Merry, next Fall Peter and I,” Helen hesitated, “Peter will be your Father, but,” she turned to Peter with that secret happiness in her eyes and smiled, “not until Fall. I want to be well. Perfectly well.” . “Then you can’t teach.’ “I’ve told you. I m|ust.” “I may have to sfubmit to wishes about—next Fall, your physician, money, go to tihe beach. Get a little lending library, a gift shop or some­ thing.” “But I wouldn’t make enough to keep John and Merry both in school. . .” Sometimes 'Merry wondered after­ ward how it had happened, how in her eagerness to> see Mother well again she had begged to go with lher right now—to finish this term as sketchily and spondence as with mother. And it was Worth came home the night be­ fore they left. They drove out to their little fir grove, but they did not walk. Thy sat close together, their hearts beating in wild Unison. “Parting is such sweet sorrow.” “I loved you the minute I saw you,” Worth declared huskily, his lips on ihers. "I knew—-when we were walking under the lanterns at Palm Gardens it would be like this. Remember the little lighthouse? What did we say? Something about guiding sailors away from the isle of Broken Dreams?” “The Isle of Broken Dreams,” Merry murmered, troubled by the words. Worth missed bis train tihat night because even after they had driven up in front of the house, they had sat mutely ( parting. as much by corre- possible. Then to stay arranged. dreading the moment of Parting sob in her throat she him finally slip from fa er iShe would going like With watched door back to his tear, always remember him, this—always. Bob Foster and Peter helped them pack. Petei* would go to the beach a to see them properly settled, too. But Bob, rushing about, his shirt open at the neck, his up, was very gloomy. “I suppose I’ll be beach," he scolded. “I won't let you," gently. sleeves rolled living' at the Merry icihided “How often do you think it would be wise for a young man to visit a girl already engaged to some one else?” “Engaged” to Worth! She had never said that before even to her­ self and it gave her a dizzy sensa­ tion akin to the one she had on a high untried diving board, looking down. Bob growled. He did not deign to reply. But as she mounted the train steps, the .pressed something into her hand with lugubrious de­ fiance. (She did not look at it until they were well out of town. When she did her eyes widenen in amazement. The color drained from her face and she drew herself miserably into the corner of the seat unable to< believe what she saw. Wait?" Helen sensed the vast emo­ tion behind Ifois quietness. An emo­ tion so strong, so compelling that once released she knew she would 'be swept completely away with it. Even now she felt her heart leap­ ing to the cadence of his own. But years had taught 'her discipline. “You're as young as you were, Pe­ ter,” she smiled, “ibut I—perhaps I have lived a little more. And I have responsibilities to pay for it. I couldn’t thrust this upon Merry—- no, nor even on John—so suddenly. I have to give them a little time to adjust their lives—a little time to get use to it.” (She looked appeal­ ing to him for understanding. His eyes, the pressure of his hands gave it to her. “Besides,” she teased, half seriously, “to jus who have waited a lifetime next Fa'll should seem only tomorrow.” Letter From Worth CHAPTER XXHI Bob had given her a newspaper clipping from which Sue Williams’ picture stared triumphantly at her. , “Announcing Her Bethrol to Worth Hunter,” the captain said. And the date which had been left on the margin above the paper was the second of this last November. Several times she ihad incredu­ lously looked back at that date, hop­ ing it was a year ago November or two years ago. But no! The year was very plain. This last November. “The wedding date will be announc­ ed following Hunter’s graduation from school,” it said. And November! That was after she and Worth had been going to­ gether. After Worth had kissed her. It was—she fought off the suffocat­ ing realization — after Worth had Said, “Believe me, there has been nothing like this between iSue and Me." He had said: “I have never felt like this toward any one.” She remembered now, Sue Wil­ liam’s warning: “The infatuation he has for you, he will get over. He’s mine—always lhas been.” (Strange Merry had not seen this announcement herself—yet not so strange either for after those dread­ ful accounts of Basil’s mlurder had been cleared she had stopped read­ ing the papers. t Merry was too wretched to cry. She excused herself from Peter and mother and sought a secluded cor­ ner of the car. IShe knew that grief wild and bewildered, was written in every line of her face, stared mutely from her suffering eyes. She did not want any one to see her soul so completely nude. Perhaps within the hours before their train arrived she could, some way, dress it with semblance of don the drab having doffed of utter joy. Mother’s Lititution The next flay Worth’s first letter to Merry arrived. Seeing the hand­ writing gave her a giddy sense of unreality, turned the blood to saw­ dust in her veins. iShe tore it open eagerly and scanned it as she hur­ ried to the Turn Around, where she sat alone with the sea at hei’ feet and attempted to absorb it: "Darling little Merry:" the said He had been devastated with lone­ liness, he said. He spoke of univer­ sity studies, of her own new adven­ ture here, but always he came back to their love. Merry read it carefully foiur and at each time hea' sorrow a little with the assurance Worth loved her. And if he then surely Sue Williams— (To be continued) times lifted of it. loved • ARE YOUR children fussy about food? Have they likes and dislikes? Give them Dried or Pickled Cana- dian Fish, fixed up in one of the tasty dishes that can be made with this food. Established 1873 end 1887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday mornlms SUBSCRIPTION—2. 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DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the Post Office, Main Street, Exeter Office 36w Telephones Res. 301 Closed Wednesday Afternoon* 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 188 But all that day and the next, Helen watched with anxiety Merry’s drawn face, her eyes that were old and sad, saw her leave the table with food untouched. Helen winced at her pathetic attempts to seem cheerful. They bad rented a little gray shake cottage overlooking the sea and there Peter, who had taken a room at the Seaside Hotel, spent most of his waking hours. “iShe’s like I was after cur quarrel Peter,” Helen had said the first af­ ternoon when Merry had gone for a long walk alone on the beach. “Poor darling! She’s been hurt terribly. And I don’t understand. She came down here cheerfully enough. She ils it that Foster boy?” Peter ask­ ed. “Bob? No! It’s Worth Hunter. That’s why it’s so strange. I don’t think she’s either seen or heard from him since she was so happy.” Helen’s eyes followed Merry, in a heavy coat on the deserted a 'forlorn slim figure triudging dejectedly 'beach. “Wihy don’t you as|ki her? Maybe we could cheer her up if we knew. Mist gathered in Helen’s eyes as she shook her head. .“Because there is grief so great that before it we are 'inarticulate. Peter. If some one 'we love dies, we like to talk about '.him, and thus recreate him for the moment. But if some one hurt's us terribly—rif we feed that we have lost him irretrievably through it, even that solace is denied us . . I knew.” Petei' laid down his pipe and strode across to- her, his big figure dwarfing the small cottage. ‘Helen!’ he choked. The fire, which had smoldered for years without dimin­ ishing, blazed in his eyes. “You felt like that because of me?” Helen drew her thoughts back from the drab stretch of beach. “I did, Peter,” -She smiled faintly, attempting to avoid the of melodrama, desiring those lonely years. “Then why—do you semblance to forget make me Women are |bett,er travellers than men, A. A. Gardiner-, Assistant Gen­ eral Passenger Traffic Manager of the Canadian National Railways, told a women’s cW> in Montreal. They know their own minds. While men wonder where to go, women know and start marketing. They like bargain excursion. When it ■comes to family vacations, they make the decision. in 75 to 80 per cent of the cases. “They are not so hard to please,” Ma*. Gardiner said gratefully. “They are more interested in what goes on around them, therefore, they get more out of travel. They know ex­ actly what they want and, knowing the difficulty of service, they more fully appreciate what is done them.” With a greater appreciation beauty and .the fact tihat they happiest only when surrounded by beauty and place a high value on cleanliness, women mluich more than men, he said, help the railways make their service attractive. “Generally, the ladies show their better travel sense in nothing more strikingly than in their baggage. Even a complete ‘wardrobe is light, compact and easily carried. (Small overnight bags, as against the huge and cumbersome impediments men carry, evidence the good judgment of the ladies.” As a class, women s’ohool teachers are the railways’ best patrons, Mr. Gardiner pointed out, with nurses a good second. Women leave just as men do, many, although are in the majority, forget their compacts, though. Exeter, Phone 246 or Ben Case R. R. 3, Exeter, or G. N. Evans, Canada Packers, Ltd., Exeter ' for of are things on trains, he said, but not so women travellers They seldom You don’t mean her Mother told she will hold it?’ "'Marge has finally (got a job as a stenographer,” “What, Marge? it?” ”It is a fact . . me.” “Do you suppose “Well, she may at that. You see her boss told her right off that he whs a man of few words and that sotthded encouraging to Merge . . . she doesn’t know many,” Mayor H. E. Dic|kiinson reports that tihe town of St. Marys Council has as last given permission to, in­ stall stop and go lights on the Queen Street intersections, if the same is deemed advisable. Last year’ the ■Council after some urging, decided to install a set of lights at the corn­ er of Queen and Wellington streets. The lights were ordered but when permission was sought from the Provinlcial Highways Department, the officials notified the town that no permission would be forthcoming The Mayor later visited the Legis­ lative Bluildings and interviewed the Minister of Highways and the permission was later sent along. The 1938 council has not yet dislcussed the matter of lights and it is not known whether or not such devices will now he favored. iSome citizens point out that stop lights will be a nuisance on Queen Street while others favor them as a means of slowing up traffic. —St. Marys Journal-Argus USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Exeter, Ont. President, ......... ANGUS SINCLAIR Mitchell, R.R, 1 Vice-President .... JOHN HACKNEY Kirkton, R.R. 1 DIRECTORS W. H. COATES ................... Exeter JOHN McGRATH ................. Dublin WM. HAMILTON .... Cromarty R. 1 T. BALLANiTYNE .. Woodham R. 1 AGENTS JOHN ESSERY ...... Centralia ALVIN L. HARRIS .... Mitchell R. 1 ‘ THOS. 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