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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1941-08-07, Page 2
WXTOJMV* AUOVST 7tlH mi THE WTJER TIMES.APVQCATE & charter nix fPIUIH ’1 P.! 11 ’} ’ ,n P !R J' LI !'HK 1 P! NW1Tul’U. J , , J,........ 1,, ..i.-G-T, b-.n Cruise for Cinderella” ■ i * . by JSentley * Hot into KerDesperation sprang then she laughed, and rushed to play tennis with the Amort- You’ve been so nice tn me, I’ve never had such a nice time in my life!” She gave him her hand and he squeezed it, somehow sadly, “It’s a bit nf a blow to rue,’* he s,g4d. “But we’ll never meet again.” “All the same, it’s a bit of a blow." He looked obstinately de pressed, “Goodbye!” said Bridget, drawing her hand away. “And thank you— very, very much!” She went into the hotel; the night porter, in shirt sleeves, was clean ing the hall. Mrs. Garforth was looking for you, Miss. Round about three this morning she got worried because you hadn't come in.” “I was out in the country,” Brid get said, “She came down at three to tele phone to Mr. Salt at his hotel to ask if he’d seen you anywhere.” “Oh!” Bridget was startled,but defiant. eyes; away can. “I come had not managed to capture American; she decided that she a headache in consequence, had lay down all, ’ afternoon. Salt played bridge with .Sir Marcus that even ing. “Why,” said Sir Marcus quietly— “why does’Miss Brown try to com mit suicide this morning by getting •under a geyser, and then, she is all jokes a minute after?” “Suicide?” said Salt, with an odd smile. “That was just sheer edness!” really don’t know what over Bridget l” said Joyce. CHAPTER XX Wo Sen Again W. MEN WANTED The tour of New Zealand passed ■with a dream-like rapidity; life sud denly contained all sorts of things for Bridget that it had never (Con tained before. The young sheep farmer, John Gresham, was staying iu Auckland, and he constituted him self her escort about the city and surrounding country. Bridget was possessed by a des perate gaiety, She ran out of the hotel early in the morning, returned late "at night. He took her to see friends on a sun-bleached sheep sta tion fifty miles out of town. In the afternoon they played golf on a miniature oourse, and shot at a petrol tin placed on an opposite hillside. Bridget took a gun and was taught how to use it. People came in from neighbouring stations that night, and there was a dance on the verandah; the atmosphere was easy, carefree, friendly, Bridget did not get back to Auck land, until after four in the morn ing,. She sat in the car with stolid, fresh-faced Gresham, watching the dawn over Auckland Harbor, air was sweet with smells of soming trees, “What does it matter if they won der at my getting in so late?” she •thought. . In her inner self she was too haunted by her intolerable posi tion with regard to Salt to be able to. think much about young GreshanF who was growing sentimental in view Of her departure next day. She wasn’t used to that kind of thing, though she wouldn’t let young Gresham know it. “I’ll be awfully sorry to go,” she said. “You’ve given me a wonder ful time.” “It was jolly lucky meeting you on the ship. I’m the one who has had a wonderful time,” he said., He began to tell hex- how he was stuck away on one of the back blocks of Otago, and how he couldn’t marry yet because’ of the mortgage on his t, place and what a lonely .time he had. She didn’t quite understand what he meant by it, but she was sure in a 1 moment he was going to kiss her. He took her hands. What was it like to be kissed? She had never been kissed. Well, why not be kissed? He was nice and friendly—— Why bother? Ahd then he did, he kissed her .emphatically, but gently enough; nothing could have been less fright ening. Suddenly, in her mind, she saw Mark Salt’s face, his voice was in her ears. “Good heavens!” she thought. “I’m a married woman! In a way I am—a married woman!” 'She laughed, suddenly, wildly, and said: “Let’s go on, shall we! we’d better go on!” “But look, t I’ll never again!1. Stay here, five more!” tt He tried to put ,his arm around her, but she. pushed him away. “No, we must go on/’ and she told him recklessly/ “as a matter of fact, I’m married.” “Married?” he stared at her in utter astonishment. “But you call yourself Miss Brown!” “Yes, I’m not supposed to-be mar ried, but I am.” He started the car, barrassed and upset, speak again on the way When she got out of said: “I didn’t know wou were married, you don’t wear a ring/’ “No, I’m sorry. Oh, it’s a secret. Nobody knows, not even my aunt. It’s a silly muddle. /I’m not properly mar- tied.” “I don’t understand.’-’ He looked utterly bewildered. “No, I suppose you don’t—but anyhow we’ll never meet again, will I think see you minutes looking em- They didn’t to the hotel, the car, he Dandruff said or done when he was’ missing. in the front service car, in the last; she hadn’J. him for four days. She t * * In the: rush before they left Ro torua by service car next morning, Mrs. Garforth had not much to say. “Do tell me when you’re going out, I was very worried indeed last night. I rang Mark at three, o’clock in the morning, asking if he knew what had become of you,” “I’m awfully sorry!” Bridget said, inwardly undaunted, “But they had a dance out at the place we went to. We didn’t leave there until after twelve, and it was seven ty miles back to town." She didn’t' deign to ask what Mark Salt had heard she He was they were spoken to had ignored him completely while being awnre that he was also bland ly ignoring her. , “Probably decided that I’m be yond reform!" she said to herself. Hot tears of rage came into her eyes whenever she allowed- herself to think of the situation. Most of the time she managed not'to. At Rotorua, in the pinecoverpd pumice lands in the’ centre of the North Island,’ where the hot lake simmered among the torn Volcanic hills, they looked at the> fumaroles, and geysers spouting from sulph urous mud among sinter-covered- rocks.- “They seem rather tame to "me!” said Bridget, leaning over one sap phire pool of boiling water, bubbling and steaming in ,a rocky bowl. “They would be better if one could put them to any nse,” said old Sir Marcus, with a twinkle in his eye. “If one could boil an egg.” “Yes, if one only had an egg!” sai^d Bridget. “Has any one got an egg?” ■ . . ' None of the party looked as though they had an egg, and ^hey were all moving on to the next- pool. Bridget remained looking into the seething caldron, the walls .of which were red with all the colors of hell. The Maori guide -who was taking them- around, looked back at her, and then said something. S,alt, who was nearest,to her called out: the go TOtHlS SWORN FOE If yoii are bothered by dandruff, rub Minard’# generously bito your scalp. It’a greaselesa, has no Unpleasant Odor, and dries quickly.1 It’s the sworn foe of dandruff—a# it is of muscular soreness and paih, joint Sprain of stiffness; tired feeis Excellent for colds and ordinary wore throat, too. Get a bottle at Eur druggist’s today,; keep it ndy. 12s iMlMAOITC i, IVII RhHlIC M w I w- — _ ------ > g N » g g gt jg, gm jji| MR The Exeter Times-Advocate Established 1873 and 1387 at Exeter, Ontario' i j’abUshed every Thursday morning SUBSCRIPTION—?2.0ff per year 1» ; advance RATES—-Farm or Real Estate fo® sale 50c. each insertion for flr»t tour insertions. 25c. each subse quent insertion, Miscellaneous ar ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Dost, or • Found IQo, per line of six. word#. Reading notices ioc. per line. Card of Thanks 50c. Legal ad vertising ,12 and 8c- per line. la Memoriam, with ppe vers© 50o. extra verses 25c. each, Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Tips for Motorists J on Gasoline EconomyTq Work During Tomato Season, Beginning About August Make Applications to \ LIBBY McNEILL & LIBBY Chatham, Qntam » in- I l Applications from those engaged in war industries will not be ' considered Automotive Experts Aid Government Offer flints to Campaign. CUS5- In the midst of her aimless, gaiety, Bridget talk and sit with your word, you wardly desperate still found time to Madame Dupre. “I took you at see,” said Bridget/ half-shamefaced'- lyone day, on a drive to Lake Wai- karemoana with’Madame Dupre and Grimson. “You are human at last!”!1 said you do not to Madame heart to lie. to tell her “Better come away, says that thing is due to half a minute!” Bridget pretended not and he came to her side. “Get back!’* he said “That geyser is just going Bridget gazed down steaming, glassy turbulence and her fear of it warred with her bitter-, ness. She didn’t move, - y “Better get 'back yourself!” sW said. , The surface of the pool gave a. heave, and she jumped back with' a start. They got to a safe distance just aS the fifteen foot spout of boiling wa ter sprang skywards and splashed down on the stones before them in a cloud, of steam. Pipe between his teeth, Mark Salt gazed at her in quiet exasperation. “You’re incorrigible!” he said. “Incorrigible!” sai*d Bridget brightly. “Isn’t that a word they use in police courts sometimes?** He made no reply, Later she and Sir Marcus went and bought some eggs at a store in Rotorua, and hard-boiled them in a boiling pool at jWalrakei when the party went there to see the geyser valley. Bridget solemnly wrapped her egg in a piece of paper and said she would send it home to her moth- .er by air mail, to show that she real ly appreciated the wonders of tra- vel. An American tourist who was staying at the same hotel facetious ly offered to drive her into township of Taupso so that could post It immediately. Bridget went with him, “I must say,** said her aunt* with a hint of acidity, when she came back, "you seem to have eome to life: in these daysP* “Life?” said Bridget, ; “t 6s—life!"' . “But what a lltot**1 ♦♦ ■ 1 . *’ to guide up in ■ \ hear, urgently, to play!” into the the she Madame Dupre. “But seem happy, even so!” Bridget was silent; Dupre she had not the She would have liked everything. But all she could dp was tp find relief in the expansion of spirit she felt in those vast soli tudes, the “lake of rippling wat ers” darkling among the bush-cov ered mountains, thousands of feet above the sea. The men of the party remained at Taupo,, fishing rainbow trout in the fast-flowing brown reaches of the Kaikato River. Madame Dupre went to friends in Dunedin. Mrs. Garforth went "to Wellington, where ■she was due to give a broadcast talk, and took Bridget with lief. They began on “Purple Dawn,” and re mained in Wellington, working, for three weeks, while Joyce and Diana toured the South Island, went to Mount Cook and the Southern Sounds with the rest’ of the phrty. Later the party pmbarked on -The motorship Melville, lying in Napier Harbour, and sailed for Rio de Janeiro vie Cape Horn. The Mel ville carried a cargo of Corriedale sheep on her after-deck, for the sheep breeders of the Argentine. Her holds were full of butter and mutton for London. In addition to her cargo, she had the accommoda tion for . twelve passengers on her upper deck; comfortable accommo dation, .but luxury was sacrificed to the novelty of making the passage round Cape’Horn. -* "L a» Some of the passengers’ had ■chosen the warmer, route to Panama and were to fly from there to Rio de Janeiro, * The rest sailed into calm, warm weather south-west on the*crossing of the South Pacific. Bridget shared with Mrs”. Gar forth a large two-berth cabin', look ing forward across the main deck .to the bows of the ship. Mrs. Gar forth' lay in bed and dictated all •day in an effort to finish a novel be fore they reached Rio. After' three days the wind shar pened; soon Mrs: Garforth had to have the electric radiator going all day in the cabin; sea and sky turn ed -gray; and the ship labored on her way in a heavy swell. Bridget shut in tne cabin work ing, snatched a few minutes above sometimes to see Joyce and Diana laughing and talking on the wet decks with the officers. In the ev enings in the small saloon, time passed slowly. Some played bridge, others read, Bridget found herself thrown more into Mark Salt’s com pany than ever before.’ Conversa tions at one end of the saloon were perfectly audible at the other. There was considerable interest in the Cape Horn passage, as they had come out of their Way to make it, and Salt was "kept busy giving ^information,. Everyone hoped to get a glimpse of the Horn itself. “Depends on the weather,” the captain said, “The visibility is of ten bad, and if the weather is too* well, we’ll keep so far clear that it won’t be in sight at all!” CHAPTER XXI Drake’s histoi’y of his first, discov ery of the free passage around the Horn, Bridget, caught by the spell of the sea, and tjie intensify of Salt's voice, listened- while he continued reading from Drake’s description of the terrible strait of Magellan,, As the ship rolled steadily on in to southern night, the passengers in the little saloon became more and more aware of the emptiness of that inhospitable portion of the globe. In the day time, they kept a look out for ice, for since it was late in the summer season, there was some chance of seeing it. “An iceberg, sixty miles long, once reported off the Horn,” Salt. The Captain, appealed agreed that it was possible, Salt sat at the first officers’ table, at meals, while Budget was with her aunt and cousins at the Captain’s Mrs, Garforth, indefatigable though she was in her work, had dark rings "under her eyes, and look ed nervous1 and worn. They had been at work together, with scarce ly a break, for four weeks. Bridget and Salt never spoke un less it was necessary; and though gradually Bridget grew dulled to it, there was. a ceaseless strain in this" daily living on such painful terms with a malt who had crashed so signally and violently into her life, ■ Sometime after midnight, twen ty-four hours before they were due to pass Cape Horn, there was a terrific crumbling and roaring which seemed to fill the whole ship.. Mrs. Garforth wakened with, -a start and criJed out: “What’s that? Oh, whatever is it?” Bridget, awake already, sprang out of her 'bunk and ran to the cab in door. She opened it on an empt^, lighted corridor, in which the rumbling and roaring still ^ent on. Tlfe noise, enormous in the. faint ly-humming midnight silence of the ship, so bewildered and startled her that she stumbled hastily along the corridor seeking ‘ an explanation. At-the moment Mark Salt opened his door and stepped out .of it just be hind her; turning abruptlyj.she trip ped over his foot, and found him holding her up by the arm. “What on earth is it? Said Brid get. She was too confused and startled to retreat immediately. “I don’t know!” said Salt. He wore, his brown silk dressing gown over his pyjamas. She had Sprung out of the bunk as she wa's, wearing a pair of the loose striped flannel boys’ pyjamas she had favored for cold weather since She was a child; she still look ed very much a child in them, with hei^ fair curls pinned up on the top of her head. A sleepy-looking steward put his head out the bathroom at the end of the passage and saw them. “What’s the noise1 about?” asked Salt. * . ' “It ain’t nothing!” the steward said. “Only the bath water boiling.' I put it on for the officer cornin’ off watch, and let it heat a bit .tod long!” ' “Is that all?” said Salt with a laugh, ' . , The steward disappeared and Bridget suddenly became aware that she was wearing pyjamas. With an embarrassed “Good-night” Salt turned and went to his cabin. Brid get stumbled hurriedly into her own. Their doors closed simultaneously. “What on eaptli Was that noise?” moaned Mrs, Garforth in the dark ness. “It was one of those steam gad gets in the bathroom," said Bridget breathlessly. ' She darted into ’ her bunk, yound i Turbulent Waters “It’s the worst sea coast in world,” Salt told the party one even ing in the saloon. “The tide runs between the Horn and Graham's -Land at about fifty miles a day. It blows such perpetual storms from the south-west that even modern ships like this one, don’t attempt the passage from east to west. The gales rip through the mountains along the channels you.see running through Tierra del Fuego, and .make them frightful to navigate, blows sleet and snow, eveh C summer/* Salt read aloud to them, a bonk containing some from .j “The World Encompassed; the . it at mid He had* extracts I CUT CMftS'E FOfi THS PIPS OLD CHUM ton CI&WftT&f and huddle.d tile blankets her chin. f » • (To be continued) . SLOGANS' JL^OR SAVING GAS- TO APPEAR ON ROAD SIGNS The Provincial Highways Depart ment will erect signs On Ontario highways reminding motorists to conserve gasoline. A series of eight sighs, each with a different slogan Will replace the regular speed-limit warnings. } In succession, the signs will read: “Reduce Speed—Planes Need Gas"; “Reduce Speed—Tanks Need Gas”. “Reduce Spbed—Save Gas, Do Your Bit?*; “Reduce speed—the Army Needs Gas”; “Reduce ‘Speed—the Navy Needs Gas”; Reduce Speed- Save Gas"; “Reduce speed—thd Air Force Needs Gas”; “Reduce Speed— 40 M.p.H. Saves 20 per cent of Gas?* First of the new highs will be placed, on the Queen JpHssabeth high way, Qm ttlhgston highway and No; 2 highway to Windsdri It saves you money! • Let us show you this big value, mile-eating tire today. It’s priced right . . . and . Goodyear guaranteed! Snell Bros., & G. F. Skinner EXETER, ONTARIO Stubborn Cases @f Constipation Those who keep a mass' at impurity pent up in their bodies, > day after day, instead of having it removed as nature intended, at least ones in every twenty-four hours, in variably suffer from constipation. The use of cheap, harsh purgatives will never get you any where as they only aggravate the trouble and in jure the delicate mucous lining of the . bowels, and are very liable to cause > piles. If constipated take Milburn’s ,. Laxa-Liver Pills and have a natural movement of the bowels. They do not gripe, weaken 'and sicken as many laxatives do. The T. Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont. ♦ # t For the Canadian motorist who sincerely desires to save gasoline and oil in the operation of his car or truck, thus co-operating in the Dominion Government fuel ecpft- omy campaign, certain simple rules are available, The following list of driving tips has been compiled by C. E. Mc Tavish, Director of Parts and Ser vice, General Motors Products of Canada Limited, after consultation With General motors engineers and service experts. ThJese hints are offered by Mr, McTavish to the Canadian motoring public, with Mr. McTavish’s comment that a maxi mum of economy is built into the modern a'utomobile, but that there are certain • things that the motor ist himself must do to; eliminate avoidable waste of gasoline and oil. Here is Mr, McTavish’s list: 1. Accelerate gently. A fast get away may be spectacular, but it wastes gasoline. . 2. Do not stay in second gear be yond 20 m.p.'h. Roaring second gear speeds1 devour larg* quantities of fuel. 3. Start to decelerate a sufficient .distance from your stopping point to callow the momentum of the car to carry you along with a minimum use of gasoline. 4. Drive at moderate speeds.-Re member the best economy is ob tained at speeds 25 to 35 rn.p.h. The faster you drive above this speed the greater1’the requirements of fuel, and oil per mile. 5. Keep youi- engine tuned up for . the best efficiency. Dirty spark plugs can waste one gallon of gas •for every ten used. Tightly ad justed valves not only cause burn ed valves, but result in. poor fuel economy. Ignition points property adjusted and ignition properly tim ed, will give you best performance 'and greater fuel economy. 6. Keep your Car well lubricated. Keep the tires inflated to the pro per pressure. Make sure the park ing brake is in the completely re leased position. In other words, let your chi’ roll freely. : 7. ■ Don’t let your engine idle more than is necessary. Even an idling, engine consumes gasoline? 8* Do not postpone' a necessary engine overhaul. Worn tically reduce engine result in more .oil and, , ing consumed.. 9. Watch the choke, « . rings dras- power, and gasoline be- Your Ifnt Visit to ' TORONTO Hotel waverley Located on Wide Spadlna Ave. at College St. Easy Parking Facilities ' Convenient to Highways ® Single - - $1.59 fo UH Rates Wub,e : * U50 to UH ”.IV* Four lo Room. $5.09 to UH to the University, . r close t_ “A Parliament Dulldlngn, Maple Leaf Gardena, Theatres, Hospitals, Wholesale Houses, and ths Fashionable Retail Shopping District. Ai Mi FOWKLL. PRESIDENT The World’s Finest * Anthracite is Trade/Marked Blue. Order Blue Coal and we have it, also Large Lump Alberts Coal HAMCO Dustless Coke Prices are Right A. J. CLATWORTHV Phone 12 Grantor We Deliver f Professional Cards ...,.!..U,r GLADMAN & STANBURY , (F. W, Gladman) BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, &c Money to Loan, Investment® Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vaults for use of our QUepts without charge EXETER and HENSALL CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &©• LOANS, INVESTMENTS, INSURANCE Office; Carling Block, Msdn Sire®’, EXETER. ONT. W. G. COCHRANE, B. A. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Phone 77 Exeter Dr. G.,F. Roulston, L.D,S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office; Carling Block EXETER, ONT.. Oioeetl Wednesday Afternoons Dr.sH. H. COWEN, L.D.S.,D.D, S • A > DENTAL SURGEON ' • Office next to the Hydro Shop Main Street, Exeter Office 36w Telephones Rea. 3SJ Closed Wednesday Afternoons ■ ‘ >, ■ 0. ' ARTHUR WEBER LICENSED ■ AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY PRICES REASONABLE SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Phone 57-18 Dashwood R. R. No. 1. DASHWOOD __ _ _ .. _ . especially if it is nj.anually operated. Don’t for get to push it to the “o,ff” position as quickly as possible after start ing a cold engine. 10. Avoid pumping the acceler ator up and down. This pufnps a slug of gasoline out of the carbure tor every time you make a down ward motion. In conclusion, Mr. McTavish draws attention to another fuel waster. Don’t overfill the gasoline tank. The gas station attendant natural ly wants to put all the gasoline he. possibly can in your tank, ‘but quite often he will spill some (far which you pay) in trying to get that last qu,art in. And femember that gasoline expands with heat, and if you park your*car in the'sun with the tank full, that expanding gaso line has got to go somewhere and that will be out of the gas tank .vent. FRANK TAYLOR . LICENSED AUCTIONEER ' Foe* Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY Prices Reasonable and Satisfaction ' Guaranteed EXETER P. O. or RING 188 WM. H. SMITH LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex . Special training assures you of your property’s true value on sale day. Graduate of American Auction College Terms Reasonable and Satisfaction Guaranteed Crediton P. O. or Phone 43-2 / at- CORBETT (Intended for last week) Mr. and Mrs. Henry Hodgins tended the funeral of her uncle, Mr. George Mason, at Grand Bend. Mr. Gordon Ulens, employee Of Silverwoods, in Lbndon, spent the week-end at his home here. Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Carruthers and two sons, of Sarnia, called on Mr. and Mrs. Wesley Mellin on Monday. Mr. and Mrs. Wesley Mellin vis ited his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Wnt. Mellin, Sr„ of Shlpka. Mr., Mellin has been in poor health. Mr, Morley 'Love, of .Harpley, spent Friday, Saturday and. Sunday with his cousih, Lyle Steeper. Mrs. Gofdbn .Young and Jean spent Thursday with Mrs. Wm. Hodgins. Mrs. Colin Love, Morley, Glen and Gerald, Mrs. Garfield Steeper and Lyle called on Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Hickey of Harpley on -Sun day evening. Mr. and Mrs. Garfield Steeper spent Monday with Mr. and Mrs.' John Steeper and family .of Inger soll. 'Mrs. Harry Carruthers, -of Sarnia, 16 keeping house for Mr, John Mc Ginnis, Lyle Steeper Is spending this . week with Ivan .and A.nn& Hedging, USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Exeter, Ont. President ............ JOHN McGRATH 5 Dublin, Ont. Vice-Pres...... T. G. BALLANTYNE Woodham, R.R. 1 DIRECTORS W. H. COATES .................... Exeter JOHN HACKNEY ... Kirkton R. 1 ANGUS SINCLAIR... Mitchell R. 1 WM. HAMILTON... Cromarty R. 1 ,AGENTS , JOHN ESSERY ................ Centralia ALVIN L. HARRIS . Mitehell THOS, SCOTT .........?.... Cromarty SECRETARY-TREASURER W. F. BEAVERS ............ Exeter GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Exeter B. Answering1 Curious Cynic You can tell a lazy man by his vocabulary of cuss vvords. Some men are proud of what they ; can do. $tost, however, are jxfoud Of what they can avoid -doing. No man is ever as big as the man he hates. Women forgive more easily thdh men because they get more opper-* tunity for practice —-miss opheita * * * After looking ever the> symmet rical figure who took first prize for the best sun tan, we—“In our customary cynical way—cannot help . Wondering If she won because of tliA color or area tanned* ,