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Money Isn’t
by ANNE MARY LkWLER
SYNQIW
Aided and abetted by his mother,
Lyle Putnam, penniless socialite,
planned to marry Jill Morton for
her* money,, even though he was
desperately infatuated with Valerie
Brooke, ambitious -showgirl. Three
days before the wedding, however,
Lyle receives notice that he has in
herited $50t0QQ from an obscure
cousin’s estate, He immediately
elopes with Valerie. The subse
quent publicity forces Jill to go
away upon a trip until the scandal
subsides. Taking her Aunt [Lucy,
she goes to New
South America,
planned to spend
Her father, John
but is -overridden by his sister and
daughter.
'GO ON WITH THE STORY.
York to sail for
Where she had
her honeymoon,
Morton, objects,
smile on her lips, coaxed a credit
able blush from a small metal box.
Her hat zoomed over her eye with
a carefree abandon. She consulted
the glass closely. It did not lie.
She was beautiful.
“And,” she thought, “wealthy.
But it was not enough.”
sjill. found a cab, spoke the ad
dress listlessly, and settled back
against the leather cushions with
closed eyelids. Her mind scam
pered in wilful circles. She and
Joan had a great deal in icommon—-
youth, shared schooldays, memories
—-and now—grief.
CHAPTER VII
weary vigil in
room, waiting
To Jill, the long,
the New York hotel
for the hour of sailing, was the
grimmets ordeal she had hitherto
been forced to bear.
It was- lonely.. It was quiet. It
was haunted by so many barren
memories, so many fruitless plans.
Yet the same strong walls that en
circled (her about with loneliness
served a double purpose. They
held a curious world at bay. Here,
at least, was isolation, protection,
freedom from prying eyes,
this guarded space the
whispers of gossip could
trate.
Aunt Lucy varied the
by occasional strolls through the
park, but Jill would not accompany
her. She gave as the excuse, “The
newspapers are still full of the
.story. Someone might recognize
me.” But in her heart she knew
that was not the reason. In her
heart, she knew that the sight of
young lovers strolling arm-in-arnj.
through green-leafed aisles would
be more than she could bear.
Dreadful Waiting
She clung to her room stubbornly
and watched the crippled hours
limp idly by.
Lyle—'Lyle—always he was the
nub and nucleus of her thoughts.
There was no manner or way to
exorcise his ghost that' walked at
her elbow.
Jill dreaded the voyage now. Be
fore, she had been eager, even anx
ious, to be on her way. But as sail
ing time crawled closer and closer,
her heart was laced with fear.
There would be music. Odd she
had' thought she could leave such
romantic fripperies behind her. The
moon and stars would dog her
across an ocean. Strains of famil
iar melody would lie in wait for
her. In some unguarded moment, a
thousand memories would leap at
her from the shadows, to tear her
throat with grief.
Within
malicious
not pene-
monotony
Jill Decides to See Joan
She fumbled blindly in her bag.
seeking a handkerchief. .She need
ed so many handkerchiefs in these
days of sudden and violent weeping.
Her fingers met, with surprise, a
letter. She drew it out slowly. Then
she remembered. -It was the letter
of recommendation she had promis
ed to have her father write for Joan
Merrill. She had forgotten it un
til now,
As Jill weighed it in her palm,
It became suddenly necessary to see
Joan. To speak with her. To lis
ten to that cool, determined voice.
To share the sharp-edged philosophy
of another woman who
with loss, and accepted
ageously.
Jill scribbled a note to
cy, “Dear Aunt Lu:
up to see Joan Merrill and. give her
Dad’s letter, I may even have din
ner With her. I’ll be good
mouth twisted wryly—“and
into mischief.
She folded the note and
it under her aunt’s door,
she faced herself in the
painted a new and more mocking
had met
it. cour-
Anjnt Lu-
I’m running
—” her
not get
slipped
Soberly
mirror,
'OCN
Worry Saps
The Nervous System
Worry over business or household
duties, sudden shock/ the insane
quest for pleasure, the foolish at
tempt to put a week of normal life
into twenty-four hours, feverish as*
tivlty, the demand for sensational
literature are all conducive to the
aggravation of wear and tear on the
nervous system.
If you are tireci, listless, nervous,
and worried Why not give Mil burn/s
Health and Herve Pills a ehanee to
help put you on your feet again.
They ate a body building, nerve
strengthening tonic containing the
essential elements for the nervous
system,
T-»< ■ Wf
Joan Has Gone Away
After what seemed to be endless
circling of corners, the cab bucked
to a stop before a tall, seedy house,
evidently once of a rare elegance,
but now -slipping quietly down the
path of respectability to the pariah
status of boardinghousedom.
“Wait for me here,” Jill ordered
the driver, surveying the house with
distaste. Could Joan, fastidious,
luxury-loving Joan, live here?
Here?
It appeared so, At least until
recently. The cheerful slattern who
opened the door delivered the in
formation importantly. Miss Mer
rill had moved. Yes, got herself a
job. No. she wasn’t in New York
no more. She was traveling. Pub
lic stenographer on some boat. Good
job. Wasn’t expected back.
Jill wavered on the steps. The
woman’s frowsy glance picked out
the expensive marcasite initials on
her handbag. “Relative of hers?”
she hazarded.
Jill found her curiosity amxising.
“No, just a friend,” she said.. “I
nevei’ thought of it before, but we
do have the same initials. Thank
you.” She returned to the cab.
wheezing wearily at the curb.
“Back to the hotel,” she said.
Joan had gone. Where, nobody
knew. She had a job, and a good
one. Jill thought, “I’ll hear all about
it later. She’s probably written me
at home.” The letter of recommen
dation was useless now-
But was it useless? Inspiration
swept over her in a warm, welcom
ing flood. Was it useless?
A New Idea
She opened the envelope, looked
ovei’ the note hastily. Couched
in dignified but enthusiastic phras
es, it commended the bearer in an
UjnquiafljfieA fashion. It scorned'
the specific, dwelt eloquently on
generalities. Thank heaven to1’
that. The last line intrigued Jill.
“I am sure there must be some sat
isfactory position at Morton’s • for
a young woman of Miss Merrill’s tal
ent. and ability.” John Morton’s
firm iron hand in' the velvet glove.
The personnel manager might growl
and grumble in private, but such a
letter over the scrawled Morton
signature would unquestionably
bear fruit.
A girl—any girl—seeking a job
at Morton’s and bearing such an
epistle would not be sent, like the
Queen of Sheba, empty away.
In a blinding burst of clarity, Jill
saw the solution to which she had
so long been groping. “Hurry,
driver,” she urged and delightedly
braced herself while the cab rocked
back to the hotel.
Aunt Lucy-, worried and dinner
less, was waiting for her., Jill rush
ed into the room excitedly. “I’m.
not going to (South America,” she
announced. ‘‘I’m going to get a
job.”
The past few days had rendered
Lucy Morton almost shockproof.
She simply asked “Why?”
The reticence had surrounded
Jill fell away. .She babbled. It was
impossible to sail as planned. Sure
ly Aunt Lucy could see that? It
was all a'mistake ffom the begin
ning. But this—this was the per*
feet, the magnificent solution. Jill
would take the precious letter, ap
ply for a, job at Morton’s in her
schoolmate’s name. Nobody at Mor*
ton'is knew Joan Merrill. Nobody
at Morton’s for that matter, knew
Jill Morton. It was wonderful. It
was priceless. It was so simple as
to verge on genius.
Jill rocked raptureusiy. “WE
aren't going to Rte, darling, I’M
staying in New York. But you go
on as planned.”
IllllllilllllilllllJIilIllIIIIilliltlllllllliilliitri
I’ll sit down tonight aud scribble
lots of notes for you to mail for
me as you go along. I won’t date them. I’li just label them ’Monday’
or ‘Saturday’. I never was niiuch
of a letter writer, and Dad will nev
er guess. Meanwhile, I take this
letter and get a job.”
(Lucy winced. John Morton’s
only daughter taking a position in
John Morton’s New York
ment. And under an
name.
Jill was already busy
ink. “As soon as I get settled,
write and tell you everything,
the news. I promise to keep
of trpuble, I promise nobody
ever guess who I am or why
there. That’s what worries
isn’t it?”
LLADA’
mn iEai ■nli
establish*
assumed
a taxi and slipped down tp the wat
erfront herself. Safe and secure
on the crowded dock, she stood
watching the great ship turn its
face oceanward,
with pen
and
I’ll
All
out
will
I’m
you,
That was not what was worrying
Lucy, but she forebore to say so,
‘‘This is the only chance I’ve
ever had in my life,” Jill was eager
and intense, ‘‘to be myself, I won’t
be Daddy’s daughter. J won’t be
Aunt Lucy’s niece, I won’t stand in
the shadow and prestige of the Mor
ton money. I’ll be on my own.
Free. Aureal person, not a legend
out of the social columns, (don’t
you see, Aunt Lucy? I have to have
this chance. I have to, if I die for
it.”’
Warning from Lucy
Lucy Morton tried to speak, but
the words tangled in her throat.
“You’ve been right about mon
ey,” Jill said. It’s a responsibility
and I’ve. never had to shoulder a
responsibility in my life, I’ve taken
everything far too much for
granted. I’ve spent fortunes and
I’ve never earned a penny. It will
be different now,”
Lucy found her voice. “It won’t
be easy, Jill.”
“I don’t want it to be easy, Aunt
I want it to be hard. Hard
It will keep me—occupied.
Other girls work
■” Jill’s
■“I’ll
Lucy Agrees
The last sentence staggered Lucy.
'She clutched at her slipping reason.
“You mean-—” she began, only to
be interrupted by a stream of elo
quence
“Dad would have a fit, Aunt Lu,
if we told him, You sail tomor-
: row, I’m sorry you'll have to go
alone, but you see why, don't you?”
•Lucy saw, as through a glass,
darkly. The idea began to take
forjn, to assume shape,
Jill’s voice ran on, “Unless you
tell Bad, there’ll bo no way in the
world he’ll know you’re taking the
' Hie {•„ New Yori"4
Lu.
work.
I’ll forget easier.
I can, too. From now on-
voice was proud and hard-
be free of all the background that
caused this trouble. The next man
who falls in love with me, Aunt
Lu, 'will fall in love with a woman
and not a bank account.”
Aunt Lucy’s eyes were deep with ‘
understanding. “I—see.”
'“I’ll give you dozens of
to send on to Dad. They’ll
and giddy and full of fun.
vent handsome and eligible young
men who pursue me everywhere.
There’ll be Jack—and Gilbert—and
Stewart who meet me on the boat.
And Anthony. I like the name An
thony. I’ll makes him a wonderful
character. There’ll be Hector.
He’ll be a stuffed shirt. I guess
we could afford a Spanish count,
couldn’t we? And a Russian prince?
They’re all called Sergei, aren’t
thev? Maybe even an Italian duke.
Will It Work Ont?
Lucy roused herself abruptly.
“Of course it will work out,” her
tones were concise and deliberate.
Because we’ll work it out. And
we’ll- work it out right. I’ll give
you a copy of my itinerary. Cable
me as soon as you make connec
tions. Write me three times a week
via air mail. We’ll make arrange
ments to have your luggage taken
out to another hotel tonight and
register you there. Have you any
money, in your own name, I mean?
Thank heaven most of your clothes
are tropic models. They’ll help in
a New York summer. We’ll find
some hairdressing shop. Better have
something done to your hair. It’ll
help if anybody you know should
meet you/’
Jill looked at her aunt in rever
ent amazement. “Aunt Lu,” she
breathed fervently, “you’d ha’ve
made a magnificent criminal.”
Lucy Morton accepted the com
pliment.
CHAPTER VIH
Jill Morton stood on the noisy
East River dock, watching the liner
“Serena” inch slowly toward the
sea.
The last few hours before Aunt
Lucy sailed were the busiest in
Jill’S life. The splendid luggage
had been stealthily transferred to
an unobtrusive hotel. There were
dozens of letters to be written, ter
Lucy to mail to John Morton from
foreign ports. There were frantic
last-minute conferences, plans made
and remade and made 'once more.
Then a final farewell, more final
than either Jill or Lucy could sus
pect.
Aunt
trip to
pot do,
marked, for Jill to accompany het
There would he reporters and photo-
praphets on the, boat,
invincible Lucy might pass
a f licker
somebody
riskv.
Jill had
letters
be gay
I’ll in-
Lucy decided to make the
the docks alone. It would
that intelligent woman re*
■of re-'.g.vt':
might see dill.
Alone the
withouf
It was
Aunt Lucy Leaves
Aunt Lu<?y was taking her honey
moon. for her. The thought struck
Jill with blunt humor.
Chains clanked heavily. Little
tugs puffed with pompous fervor, in
time to the clamor on the docks and
the clamor on the decks. Slowly,
carefiully, the distance between ship
and land increased.
.Searching wildly for the lean
familiar face, Jill finally saw Lucy
standing, motionless, at the stern.
She snatched off her scarf, waved it
frantically, shrieked above the din,
“iGood-by—and good luck, Aunt
Lu!”
Lucy waved back, blew a kiss. The
tugs marshaled
away, like small policemen with a
large,
drunk.
Jill
came, . _
the most adventurous and the most
frightening spot on the globe. With
out Aunt Lucy, Jill was bitterly
lonely, a trifle afraid, and very
determined. She stood on the docks
until the “Serena” was swallowed
up'in space.
!From now on she must stand or
fall alone. She collected her plans,
made so carefully through the
night and guided by the able judg
ment of Lucy.
'First, Jill Morton must disap
pear. To the world at large,
had gone away on a trip,
girl who remained in New York
Joan Merrill. v
But a mere change of name
not sufficient disguise. Jill must
make other changes—more notice
able ones.
The beauty shop she sought was
sufficiently shabby and untidy. That
it catered to a theatrical clientele
of the lower order was most evident.
Jill entered boldly and consulted
the massivez proprietress.
“I want,” she announced calm
ly, “to have my hair dyed.”
The large woman’s eyebrows
formed crazy parentheses above her
eyes. “You want to have your
hair dyed?” She repeated the phrase
as if doubting the evidence of her
prominent ears.
Jill nodded coolly. “Blonde,” she
added.
At the Hairdresser's
The woman quivered with some
obscure emotion. “Your hair is
beautiful,” she pronounced,
way it is,” and returned to her
eared magazine.
“Thank you,” said Jill in
most gracious manner, “but I
want it dyed. Or are you unable
the great liner
amiable and unresisting
was alone. New York be-
for one terrifying moment,
to dye hair here?” Her tone com*
veyed a quiet insult and provoked
the desired results.
The heavy woman dropped her
magazine, ipet the challenge.
“Twenty years;” she stormed,. "I
was chief hairdresser at the .Swed
ish National 'Opera House.”
‘‘Then it should be a very simple
matter,” Jill removed her hat, bal
anced it on a tipsy hatrack,
“Red hair—■” the woman moaned
—'“thirty years I have, been in the
business and never do I meet one
woman—not one— who wants red
hair dyed blonde. Blonde
red, occasionally. Mouse
red, often. Dark hair
light, many times. But
dyed blonde-—never!”
her amazing client into a perilous
chair. “My name is iGerda,” she
finished in a more conversational
tone.
Jill’s voice was smooth and plaus
ible, “It’s quite necessary for me
to be a blonde,” she confided. “I
want to get a job—modeling.”
Thus and so easily she delivered the
first of her many and varied lies.
hail’ dyed
hair dyed
bleached
red hair
iShe steered
(TO BE. CONTINUED )
RESIDENT OF BIDDULPH
DIES SUDDENLY
Arthur Newton, 65 years
she
The
was
was
old,
dropped dead on Thursday at the
home of Ed, Brown," on the 7th
concession of Biddulph, where he
had been working as a farm laborer
j for the past few months. Mr. New-
' ton was born in England- and had
i no relatives in this country,. For
’ a number of years he worked in the
district. The’service took place at
1.30 p.m., Saturday, at the funeral
home of iC. Haskett & Son, in Lu
can, with Rev. W. J. Moores officia
ting. Interment was in St. James
( Cemetery.
i
rrXIX1
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The Hensall Branch of the Red
Cross extends New, Year’s greetings
to its many members, supporters
and workers who have by their co
operation and devotion brought suc
cess to all its endeavors during
IMO.
'We extend *our deeply-felt grati
tude tp pur Village Council for
their complete co-operation an4 the
free use of the Council Chamber
and other facilities for Red Cross
work.
■ Certain of our conveners who
have rendered noble service during
the year that is past have been ob
liged to giye up -the work of -conr
yenership, although they are still
willing to serve, when possible, op
the Committees. To these ladies
we express our sincere thanks, W®
appreciate ‘the decision of others to
carry on their work of leadership,
and we welcome newly-appointed
conveners and wish them success
in all their planning.
'Once again the branch desires to
bring to the attention of pur reaz-
dors that the use pf the name “Can
adian Rfed Cress Society” as the
spenser of any entertainment or
public event where the appeal- for
mopeyMs made, is not allowed by
law except a Red Cross permit is
obtained from the president of the
Red Cross or his 'authorized agent.
This requirement of the "War Ser
vice Charities Act is not only to pro
tect the Red Cross Society, but the
public, from supporting efforts, the
proceeds of which may never go to
ward the Red Cross activity.
We have received notification
from Head Office that discarded
, license plates for automobiles are
of value. Through the courtesy of1
the Imperial Oil Company -and the
Shell Oil iCo., license plates left at,
their service stations will be picked
up by the Automotive Transport
Association of Ontario, who will
deliver them tp the Dominion Foun
dries and Steel Company of Hamil
ton, and the Ontario Devision of the
Canadian Red Cross Society will re
ceive financial reimbursement for
tljis scrap metal, Will those who
have discarded license plates kindly
leave them either at Messrs. iBon-
thron and Drysdale’s Hardware
Store or at Orville Twitchel’s gar
age in Hensall.
On December 19, 1940, the fol
lowing shipment of goods was made
from our work rooms: 8 dozen pairs
socks, 6 pairs long seaman's socks.
22 scarfs, 3 dozen pairs mitts, 4
sleeveless sweaters, 3 turtle neck
sweaters, 2 Quebec helmets, 2 Air
Force caps, 2 Balaclava caps, 2
pairs rifle mitts, 1 pair two-way
mitts, 40 bed jackets, 6 handker
chiefs, 6 wash cloths, 1 hot water
bottle cover. Several packages of
goods for refugees were
eluded -in this shipment,
lowing articles were sent
12 dressing gowns, 16
quilts,
socks, 1 pair trousers, 4 dresses, 13
skirts, 10 pullovers, 14 nightgowns,
3 helmets, 7 sweaters, 1 parkee cap.
Again the branch desires to thank
all the workers for ' their industry
and untiring effort, and the con
veners who, have wisely planned
their work so that all work has
been completed and finished articles
shipped away before the end of the
year. 11
Oui’ notes must include again a
sad reference of irretrievable loss,
and a loving farewell, to one who
has been a staunch supporter of
the iRed Cross cause, and an inde
fatigable worker from the day our
branch was. founded. We refer to
the sudden departure of • Mrs.
Christina Dougall. 'Her hands
were never idle. Whether it Was
knitting or sewing, she revealed
what splendid gifts she had, and
was true to King and Country. We
greatly mourn her loss,
done what she could.”
The Committees for
been set up. They are
the same as last year in personel
and will be posted oh • the bulletin
board. Work Will commence again
in the work rooms s on Monday,
January 6 th, 19141. The conveners
of committees listed below are ask
ed to make an effort to be present
at the work rooms by 2,30 p.m.,
when the president will meet with
conveners of the said
are as follows: Work
Committee, which com
be combined this year,
SherritL Mrs. MoKaig,
Miss Emma
and Supply
also in-
The fol
forward:
coats, 6
11 booties,- 20 pairs golf
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bodily .comforts are taken care of,
and that If they are sick or wound*
ed» the Red Cross Aid. is -at their
side.
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