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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1941-07-03, Page 2thiwday* my mt THE CTSTER TIM^APVOCATfe ^WMmilMHMIiraiNWW “A Cruise for Cinderella” by Bentley Ridge SYNOPSIS Bridget Brown is secretary to; her wealthy aunt, Mrs. Garforth, on a world tour with her two .spoiled daughters, Joyce and Diana. Her aunt is a popular authoress, but; her work is more remarkable for quantity than literary merit, and it: is chiefly her secretary who is kept busy by these activities, The conductor of the tour is a formex1 airman, Mark Salt, tough, reckless, handsome, and minus one arm owing to. the air crash which put him out of aviation. Joyce and Diana set their caps at him, while Bridget* shy and, quiet, and always busy typing fox* Mrs, Garforth, is right out of the pic­ ture, Joyce, hiding a trifling indiscre­ tion of her own, gives Salt the im­ pression that Bridget is apt to be a liar. But in South Africa, while the party are making a trip through Krugei’ National Park, Bridget arouses Salt’s admiration by at­ tacking a poisonous snake bare-* handed, and saving his life. The party are once again on shipboard, nearing Australia. (Now Read Oh) CHAPTER IX Midnight Strikes ♦ It was past nine and the dance was well under way. As Bridget, with Madame Dupre on her arm approach­ ed the dance floor on the promen­ ade deck, they could see the glow of lights on a blaze of bunting, and heax* the murmur of hundreds of voices. “It is an interval,” said Madame, leaning on Bridget’s arm. “Good!” As they came onto the deck, Bridget saw the casual glances of a gx’oup of white coated officers in­ stantly rivited upon her. It was an utterly new sensation to her; the experience of being the centre of ad­ miring, even startled attention. All those gazing eyes—! She had expected that* in such circumstances she would want to sink into the floor but with instinct as old as Eve, she walked forward, looking neither to right nor left, smiling slightly, her smile for no one in ■particular....,, * * ^Without Madame Dupre to at­ tend to she might not have been able to do it. But Madame had to be put into a chair, Three pairs of male ‘hands drew the chair forward instantly—Brid­ get saw the seamed red face of the first officer, split in a kindly grin: “Why, Miss Brown, I never recog­ nized you! There was-1, wondering who in heck you could be!” “$h!" smiled Bridget, moistening her 'dry lips with her tongue. “How funny!” ‘ ' Heads turned, staring . discreetly across the floor. Bridget saw Joyce glaring at her with no discretion whatever; and from the look or foolish surprise -that suddenly start­ ed into her cousin's face, Bridget realized that for the first moment or two Joyce actually had not re­ cognized her! “Oh dear!” thought Bridget, .What a fool they must think me to dress' up like this’.’’ “The flags are most gay. It is all most gay—and beautiful!” said Madame Dupre, and Bridget was' heartened by a glance from the old lady's triumphant eyes. The band started to play a waltz, the next in­ stant one of the officers asked Brid­ get to dance. At the first pause in the music, Bridget found herself standing near to Joyce. Diana was only a few feet away also, and she said noth­ ing, but Joyce cried: “What a surprise, my dear. 1 didn’t know you had that frock-—!". “As a mattei’ of fact it belongs to Madame Dupre, She persuaded me to weai’ it.” And Bridget glanced at the officer she was dancing with, feeling that she must have given herself away, But he stood by in smiling male indifference. “Well, you look ravishing, my dear, simply ravishing—!" said Joyce* generously, but Diana mere­ ly smiled a trifle sourly, as they All Tired Out Before Bay Hall Over Women who should ba strong and healthy berome weak, run down and WOfti out, and ate unable to attend to their household duties. They get up in the morning dreading the day’s work ahead of them. Soino disease of constitutional dis­ turbance him left its mark in the form of shattered hettofy impover­ ished blood, and an exhausted con­ dition. of- the entire system. Women will -find in Milburn's Health and 'N'erve Hills the remedy they need to supply food for the- exhausted newa force, and one that Will help them back to sound, perfect IiealtK again. TiU T. Milburn Co^ tw„ Twonfo, Ont, “I never gave a woman such a lesson!” he said, with a laugh. Someone ‘stepped on to the empty deck out of the doorway behind them. It was Mrs. Wertheim. She moved towards them, stiffened as she recognized Bridget, then ask­ ed Mark, abruptly: “Have you a match?" He produced a petrol lighter, and lighted her cigarette fox' her. Ruffing, she stood back. “What’s the time, Mr. Salt?" she asked, to hex* most affable tone. Salt glanced at his wristwatch, “Exactly midnight," “Really? so late?" Bridget moved to turn back to the rail; something tell from the front of her bridge coat1, slithered on to hex’ knee, and fell on the deck at hex' feet with a thud... “Hello!" said Mark Salt. “Drop­ ped something?" He stooped and picked it up; it glimmered in his hand in the light from the doorway. “My’ pearls—they’re mine!" Mrs ■Wertheim’s beringed hand shot out like a talon and snatched them, ■holding them up to the light. She turned to Bridget, malignant accu­ sation staring In her,face. “I saw them fall from youi* coat!” she screeched. ’ “Oh, you dirty little ; thief, you! 'You had them! You saw them fall out of her coat, didn’t you?” she cried ato Mark Salt., “You picked them up! You'i’e my Witness!" “I didn’t know they were there!" cried Bridget. ,‘Tve never seen them before! I know nothing about them!” “A fat lie, that’! Yon saw her drop them," Mrs. Wertheim shouted at Salt. “You saw her, didn’t you?” Salt put his one’hand.in his pock­ et, saying nothing. In the ugly ■ silence, while Mrs. Wertheim wheez­ ed fury, lie took out a cigarette and put it slowly to his lips. “I’m not sure that I did," he said quietly. CHARTER X “She Stole the Pearls” Five minutes later they were in . the Captain’s cabin; the Captain was there, the purser and the Chief Officer. Dazed and pale, .Bridget sat faintly protesting while Mrs. Wertheim raved and demanded jus­ tice. ‘ Mark Salt stood by, silent, half , rueful, in ironic watchfulness- Mrs. Wertheimhad missed her pearls on the -day before; she had left them ‘on her dressing table by mistake' for the whole evening. When she went to bed they had ; gone, they had disappeared. Until 1 then she, had not seen them, as everybody knew, and'now this girl had dropped them, dropped them in front of her face. ■■■ * 1 “And he saw it” panted Mrs. Wertheim, pointing at Salt. - “I saw them on the deck.” “Yes, but you saw them fall from 'her coat!” . , “I saw them on the deck!”' . “Is that all that you’ll say? Wo'll see if you’ll talk when you’re in the witness box—you’ll tell the truth then, you—!” “Madam,” protested the Captain. “Please!- That’s no Way to talk to this gentleman!” . “They’re all in it!” yelled ’ Mrs. Wertheim. /‘‘He’s shielding her, probably he’s in it too. And that aunt of the gir’s, that Garforth— I’ll bet she knows all about it I’ll show lxer! I won’t leave her a rag of reputation!" “You must be careful what you say!” protested the Captain. “This is a very serious matter! Are you quite sure, foi’ instance, that they might not have fallen from, your own Wrap? They might have been lost in the lining somewhere—!” “That’s impossible. I wasn’t wearing a wrap. I hadn’t a thing on me but what I’m Shearing now. And I saw her drop them, I saw them slide ovei’ hei’ knee! This fellow Here saw it too!” “Mr. Salt says he saw the pearls on the deck.” “He’s shielding her! Didn’t she save his life or something when they were in Africa!” Mrs. Wert­ heim glared, and the Captain made no reply, since tile thought had been in his own head. I-Ie had heard the story. In the silence Bridget spoke quiet­ ly, her voice shaking. • ■ “I know nothing, absolutely noth­ ing about the pearls, I had never seen them before. It’s all a horrible mistake!” “It’s not»a mistake you’re going to get away with. The police will fix you when we get to Australia to-morrow!" sneered Mrs. Wert­ heim. “But Mrs. Wertheim, you must be­ lieve me!—I had never seen the ' pearls-—!" . Mark , Salt’s voice cut Bridget short. . “If I were You, Miss Brown, I should say nothing." Bridget obeyed him In despair. “All this Is outside toy province,” said the Captain. “I’ve made my Inquiries about your pearls, Mrs, ’ Wertheim, and I’ll put my report at ■ the disposal of the police when Wfi berth in Sydney to-ihotrow. Miss Browji, I’m afraid we shall have to detain you on board until the po­ lice are satisfied; meanwhile, there’s no sense in prolonging this—youM better go to your cabin. And, Mrs. 'Wertheim, I’ll be obliged to you if all parted to finish the dance. Two flames later, Madame Dupre decided to go below to bed. Brid­ get whispered a word of thanks to her; and then before the music started again, she saw Salt coming towards hex’ across the room. “May It You said I might earlier in the day." His eyes, kindly Quizzical, were wandeidng over the frock, and ling­ ered for an Instant on the gleaming young shoulders which had never before seen the lights of a ballroom. His arm round her waist, they waltzed away. “I wanted to ask you before, but you were so busy that I couldn’t get near you. And believe me,” he added, with a twinkle in his eye, as he looked down at her,” “when I came across the room Just now and saw you standing there—I almost turned tail and went back! Yau look very lovely tonight!” “I think you’re Irish!” said Brid­ get, her tongue loosened by the in­ toxication of the moment. “Irish? Yes, I am half Irish, But don’t pretend you think it’s blar­ ney! How many dances have you sat out this evening? I’m only puzzled though—?” “Puzzled?” f “To know why you’ve taken so long to spi'jng this surprise on us? You seem to have concealed the fact that you are a raging beauty.” An impulse of half-laughing hon­ esty carried away the last of her shy­ ness. “A raging beauty! Why, if you knew! It’,s just the frock and the curling tongs. -I’m just the same dull person I’ve always’ been....,.” “Nonsense! Dull!” He spoke al­ most roughly, and his arm gave her' slenderness a little shake. “You’re not dull I You’re merely not an ex­ asperating little show-off! I’m quite well' aware,” he went on, “that a good' deal of female harm is main­ ly made up in these days. But youi' appearance to-night no -more sug­ gests that than—than a bud which has suddenly come into bloom!” “It’s kind of you to say that to me!” Her voice caught in' a little quiver of sincerity. “It isn’t. But you knodr, don’t you,” Mark Salt went on with ab­ rupt candor, “that I’m not trying to rngke love to you?” v “Yes,” Bridget responded' immed­ iately, though she had really had no idea. “I know that.” At the end of the dance they join­ ed Mrs., Garforth at the rail, and Mrs. Garforth was surprisingly kind and flattering. “You look charming, my dear-—most charm­ ing!” But Bridget hardly heard, what her aunt said...He had said he was not making love to her. - She danced the next dance with the Captain, benign1, and fatherly. The evening flew from one success to another. She wished she could have danced With Salt again; once oi’ twice he caught her eye and smiled at her across the room. And then he asked her again, and they were, talking like old friends. "You must have had a pretty poor time on this trip until now,” said Salt. “My aunt and I did a lot of work ; together. But I knew I would have to work before I came. I wanted to. go round the world. There would never have been any other way of doing it for the likes of me!” Brid- ' get ended! with g. laugh. “I suppose I took my own job be­ cause I’m really qualified for noth­ ing else. Besides, I’m filling in time.”' “Filling in time?” “Yes, I’m going back to flying, you know,” Salt told her. “When I’m used to managing a joystick minus a hand.” “Oh!” said Bridget. The news was a complete surprise to her. She felt very glad. “But will you always want to fly? When you’re old—”. “When I am old I shall sit smok­ ing my pipe in a club in London, or in Singapore, or some$ such place, talking of the good old days. My chief ambition is to avoid respect­ able domesticity. When the dance was ended, they stood at the rail. The full moon was shining over the Indian ocean. “Oh, how lovely!” said Bridget, •lifting her face to it.' “How lovely everything is to-night!" They strolled along the deck to­ wards the doorway of the Saloon. "Are you cold?” “Just a little!" She had! her vel­ vet jacket over her arm and she slipped it on. “You don’t criticize me tor being rather down on domestic bliss?" , “Why should I?" said Bridget, through his remarks made her a little sad. “Life is so interesting to me!" "Good!*' he said, smiling. “A liking tor men and an understanding •of them Is very appealing in a wo­ rn an! Men aren’t such a bad lot, you know!"- ‘ “Is this a lesson on ’how to got your man'?" smiled Bridget, you’ll say nothing of this to any of the other passengers.” “You’ll let her go to her cabin, scot free, little thief that she is—’ began Mrs, Wertheim, at the top of her voice. “She can’t leave the ship In mid- ocean-toe content with that. And not a \vord to anybody else, if you please!" said the Captain, sharply. “I’ll say what I like!" “As fem you!" cried Mrs* Wert­ heim, turning upop Salt, “we’ll see if you'll be so quick to lie when you’re in the witness box" She dived $pr the door, hei1 big body flash­ ing iq black paillettes, looking like that of some ugly sea monster, and banged out. A dreadful and awful silence fell in the cabin; Bridget dragged her­ self to her fee't. “It’s all a mistake!" she said, desperately. Horribly embarrassed, none of the men said aixything. “You’ll wait on Board to-morrow morning, Miss Brown," said the Captain lamely, “Don’t attempt to go ashore, please!” Bridget coxilfl only nod. Mark Salt opened the door for her, ■ and followed her out; she stepped out­ side; leaning on the passage rail to steady herself. , “Come!” He put his hand undex' hex' elbow, and she walked along with him; her head was swimming, hey body was ’ weak. They went through the officers’ quarters, down to the promenade ’deck, and he took liei' through the saloon to. the cock­ tail bar. He helped her on to” a stool at it, and ordered brandy and soda. She drank it shuddering, Hpr eyes cleared and she looked about, her. The dancing was still going on; through the doorway she-could see a few couples still turning and drifting under the brilliant lights’; people in the room were talking, laughings Sa it all went on! TJi’e dream of that lovely evening—broken, tor her. To-morrcxv all these people would know, would suspect her! She hid her face in her Hunds, leaping on the counter in utter1 misery. “You don’t believe it^do you?" Smiling ruefully, Mark Salt looked past her at the dancers, He was a man who expected dreams to be broken. After a moment be said: ' “You’ll have njy help!" (To be Continued) Few Next Visit to TORONTO ! Try Hotel Waverley Located op Wide Spadlna Av?. | at College St. Easy Parking Facilities Convenient to Highways Bates Single - - ‘ $1.55 to $159 Double : - $2.59 to 55.S0 Four to Room, $5.90 to $8.69 Cloae to the University, Parliament Buildings, Maple Leaf Gardens, ^Theatres, Hospitals, Wholesale Housea, and the Fashionable Retail Shopping District. PICNIC AT WOODSTOCK The Ontario Federation of Agri­ culture held its fourth annual pic­ nic at Southside Bark, Woodstock. The attendance was estimated at from ten to twelve thousand. The weather was ideal. The picnic was very well arranged. The speakers’ platform was built nndei* two large’ elms and seats were provided fox’ all those who wished to be close. A public address system was used and loud speakers were arranged so that the addresses could be easily heard all. over the large park. Mi’. H. H. Scott, president of the Ontario Federation of Agriculture and the Concentrated Milk produc­ ers’ Association opened the speak­ ing. * He gave a review of the growth of the Federation. He said that twenty-one counties were now fully organized and all the other counties were now in the process of organization. The Canadian Federation of Agx’iculture will be an efficient organization that will speak fox' the I farmers and take care of' our own business as it should be taken care of/ The far­ mers want to be in a position to speak for their industry and when post-wax* /conditions come, they will be able to play their part. In B’rant Qoqnty, 98 per cent of the farmers are ■ behind? the orgaxiization. Mx\ H. H. Hannam, president ‘of the Canadian Federation of Agri­ culture, sppke next.' He’ said that the\farmer wa,s no longer a “hay- ,seed". ' Instead he is a business man and a -world citizen. Other people are beginning to recognize this. This is the, largest audience of farm people to be brought to­ gether in Canada. The Federation, now has a membership of 350,000 farmers. The Canadian Federation ■of Agriculture is opening an office at Ottawa. This office will belong to the farmers of Canada. Mr,. Wal­ ter Haskins, of British Columbia, has been appointed the new Secre- A. M. FOwn.L. PRKsinzr^r Summer Vacations In The Canadian Rockies Oanff, where the movie stats O play; Lake Louise, which is numbered among the ten most beautiful views in the World, and Emerald Lake, Yoho Valley, Mo­ raine Lake, Lake O’Hara, Laks Wapta and those other comfort­ able ledges in the Canadian Rockies have this year made at­ tractive plans to ehteftain record ixUtobers of American and Cana­ dian holiday-floekors. Luting the three*month sea- son, early June to early Septem­ ber the famous southern section of the Canadian Rockies will hold the Stage as Canada’s most dutstahdittg holiday ground. A mile above sed level, those re­ sorts offer the ultimate in vaca­ tion pleasure, Banff Springs Hotel has a gbif course which stands afnong thd foremost on the continent; there are splen­ tary-Treasurer uf the Canadian Fed­ eration and will be stationed M Ot­ tawa. if agriculture were jput.on a healthy basis, it would do a great deal for the Empire’s wax* effort. We would he prouder of the war ef­ fort if all the people in Canada put the same effort into it as the far­ mer. Agriculture is willing to do its share towards file successful (completion of the war, but that it was ‘preparing for the time when the war is over, when there I would bp a period of economic dislocation. When the* time comes, fai’mers will be prepared to fight for economic justice and will be more persistent than, evex1 before. Let us get to. work and build. Let tus get a na­ tional program for agriculture and when the war is over we Will take our place at the side of labor and, finance. Agnes McRhail was called from among the crowd to take a seat pxx the platform alongside Premier Hepburn,, Farquhar Oliver and Mr. Dewan, Sb© was also called on and spoke for a few minutes, She dis­ played her own usual good sound icomnxon sense. ' , Farquhai1 Oliver and Mr, Dewaxi also spoke briefly. Mr. Oliver said that years ago the governments did not approve of farm organizations, but now they do approve (1very strongly of tlxem, and are ' giving them every encouragement, Mr. Oliver" said he was known as the “dirt farmex*” and that Mr. Hep­ burn was known ’ as the “under­ standing farmer”. He said that the farmers must be prosperous before there can b’e prosperity-in our na- . tional life and Hepburxz understands, that. , , ' Mr, Dewan, in introducing the Premier, said the gathering was an inspiration. We must have far­ mers’ organizations. Mr. Hepburn was a friend' of the farmer. He was born a farmer and is still a farmer, He started his career as secretary of g farm organization in his own county and the farmers have a great friend in the person of Mr., Hepburn. ’Premier Hepburn, ‘‘in opening'his speech, said that to-day was the seventh anniversary of the present government coming into power. He also said that agriculture was our basic industry and that, everything above agriculture, was. superficial. The premier's ,a<|dress was more or less a review of his stewardship as Premiex- ^nd Treasurer of the Pro- viniee, and was* very interesting. ■ He had just paid th'e last instal­ ment oxi the. perambulator and we congratulated him. “And. how’s the baby?” we asked. “Fine, thanks,” he replied. “He’s getting married next week,'”. did swimming pools at Banff and Lake Louise”. From all the re­ sorts there „ax‘e unlimited possi­ bilities for pleasure trips by mo- tor horse Or on foot. Wild ani­ mals roam freely through the great national park and there is a profusion of gay alpine flowers to provide a lovely foreground for the scenic grandeux1 zof the eternal, snow-covered peaks. Dancing, swimming, boating, fishing, camera hunting and ten­ nis are atoong the regular re­ creation possibilities: special events on the entertainment cal­ endar this year are the Stam­ pede, or rodeo, at nearby Cal­ gary, July ?42j Indian Buys at Banff, July IMO; Alpine Club catnp at Glacier,, Juiy'20-August annual outing of the Trail Riders of the Canadian Rockies, July 2 5-2 9 j annual outing of the Sky-Line Trail Hikers? August I- 4; x>anft Golf Week,, August 24- 30, and Banff School of Fine Arts, August 1-30. The holiday magic in those famous resort names will be made more familial’ throughout the No'rth American Continent this summer. Americans have always made up the majority of visitors to this- lovely playground and early-season reservations In­ dicate that they will return again in increased numbers, a series of bargain fares and special 21- day excursions to'‘Banff, Lake Louise and other Rocky Moun­ tain resorts, over Caiiadiah Raci- fic Railway linos, will this year make it possible for many East­ ern Canadians to spend inex­ pensive vacations in the Cana­ dian ' Rodkies, while Western Canadians win in their usual large "number spend their holi­ days in the Rockies. The Exeter' Tir>a©S’’A<lvQcat© Established 1873 and 138? . at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday jnorntna SUBSCRIPTION—$2.0,0 per year advance RATES-—Fam or Real Estate tor sale 50c. each insertion tor first four insertions. 25c, each subse­ quent insertion, MlsceUaneoua ar* tides, -To Rent, Wanted, Lost, ot Found VQc, per line of six word#. Reading notices 10c, per line. Card of Thanks 50c. 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