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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1942-04-09, Page 2Page £Thursday, April Sth, 1942 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE • Serial Story be- Ran- me so 1 CHAPTER XVIII grimly 'across know it’s what the the before a lot, picnic she •too, the meandered slowly ‘^vcross in front of them. the message aloud, until I advise regard- of bars. Details soon Planning cache in keep your em ail, a man of and popularity “Thanks I enjoyed the Will you let me have that letter?” I’d better keep it. And please don’t mention this ters ANNE TEDLOCK BROOKS CHAPTER XVII Tamar rose quickly. Was Ranny ^oing to try to make love to her? It had been such a perfect hour, this ■one that had just passed. Ransome rose, too, and slipping hi? hand through her arm walked beside her to the old mill. “Mind if I go ahead with, my ideas on the subject? I just re marked that in the stone age a man could go out and do battle with his rival and run away with the girl of his choice. He didn't have to stand by with gentlemanly inhibitions and see somebody else try to win her,” Tamar gave him a swift glance. Ransome’s bare bland head was utterly handsome. His features strong and clear-cut, his dark eyes shining through blond lashes. “This is really so sudden, ny,” Tamar said mockingly. In Ranny’s Anns one swoop Ransome picked in his hard arms and strode the stone bench somebody A Startling Discovery Look!” She pointed down at the dust over the sill. “Someone’s been, here. Look at the tracks. Boot tracks, Ranny.” “Right-o, Sherlock, Well, if they can, I can,. Here goes!” He stood with his full weight on the broken floox* hoards. “Lots of tracks, Tam, as though someone came here frequently. And they must be recent, too, cause it rained last week. Before he could prevent her, had leaped upon the old deck, and walked across to peer into which had She tug- that a cot, Someone’s With her up toward had built years ago. “None of that, Tamar.” He held her close to him and she could hear the pounding of his heart. She closed her eyes and won dered where had flown, I against---- arms and in the his shins. But ineffably weary, made a haven of for her. As he sat down on the bench she looked up at him and mur mured: “Sir, you are so big and strong, and I so little and weak, wouldst kindly put me down?” “Qamn!” said Ransome. He opened his arms and she slid out. You couldn’t make love to a girl like that. He was helplessly angry, and moreover he felt silly. Why need she always make him feel as though they were still in their teens, acting out some foolish drama that she had concocted out of her imagination? Ranny stared moodily at the mill wheel. He Tamar now long as she did. Let a Sande come half the i i her tempestuousness | She .should have railed j t him and slid out of his. old manner kicked she was suddenly and Ranny’s ‘arms peace and security dimness of the chamber held grain for grinding, ged at his sleeves, “Isn’t Ranny? And a table? been living here, I'll bet. Their eyes were accustomed to the darkness now, and they care fully skirted the holes in the floor and went inside. “Someone has been staying here,” Ranny held up a tin can. “And my guess is that they’re still staying here. We’d better get out pronto, j Here’s evidence of a meal just eat en—maybe this morning.” , He picked up something else “I don’t like to be a prying Priss, but I isn’t that the Cricket Hill station ery?” “Ranny!” Tamai* gave a startled cry. She reached for the long en velope. “Of course it is! Let see!” She hurried to the doorway the light was better. couldn’t make love to or any other time as thought of him as she man like Christopher into Tahlahneka ■ and girls in town were trying to marry him. Tamar sprang to her feet and ran to him suddenly, taking him hy surprise. “Get up, lazy bones. Time to explore the old cabin be fore we go home.” No Love for Him gather her up in his Reluctantly -he turned from bench. Well, anything to please Queen! .And he hated himself thinking of her in that way, for was really his queen, his idea What They Read The headings were from office of the Cricket Hill and signature at the bottom was that of the major. She read “Please wait ing shipment worked out. old mill on Whiffle Creek.” Ranny took out pencil and paper and copied the letter word for word. “Hurry!” Tam urged.’ “We’d bet ter get out of here.” They sprang down from the deck and ran for Ranny’s car. “If only we aren’t discovered,” she said breathlessly. “I’m afraid that our car tracks will be noticed. Thank goodness you cleaned up the lunch eon papers.” They were out of the old road in a few minutes and on to the better highway leading to the pav ing. “Why should they choose a place this far away?” Tamar asked. “And what is the cache for, Ran ny?” “Your guess is as good as mine. But we both know—and don’t need to guess.” “I never heard of anything so preposterous in all this modern age. Why, it’s like the old days of high waymen and pirates. What are we going to do?” Hei* eyes were enor mous now and her hands shook. listen here, Ransome Todd, you’re just a little high-handed! I have an engagement tonight with Chris topher Sande. And I’m certainly going to keep it.” “Going over to the enemy’s camp, huh? Very well, gagement. After Sande’s standing should be trusted.” “I don’t like your inflection on the word ’should’; I admire Chris topher* very much,” Tamar’s cheeks flamed. “I trust it is only admiration that prompts you to come to his de fense. Be that as it may, I’ll grant that Sande has a way with him. He has caused much fluttering of hearts in Tahlahneka. And the man enjoys it. Actually, He ad mitted it to Dick Sheridan.” Tamar* said coolly, “I suppose he’s been taking Selby out, and you don’t like it," “Oh, yes, iquite a number of! times. Dick says he’s over at Pine crest about three evenings out of the week.’ Tamar kept her eyes on the road, for fear that she would betray her surprise. She had not known that Christopher saw Selby that often. • He had been on the verge of kissing her one night last week. If he were seeing Selby------ A little shiver* ran up Tamar’s back. Ransome was turning in to the lane now, and a flock of clacking guineas the road Tamar opened the door he could get out. Ransome, very much, the copy of “I think Tamar, to any one. Not even your father. I don't believe anything will hap pen for two weeks at least.” "Is it wlrat we think?” MOBERG EQUIPMENT WINS THE MY THAT the prodigious task of providing the foodstuffs for an Empire at war can be undertaken by Canadian agriculture with less man-power than ever before is due to the high degree of mechanization of the farm which had been reached before the outbreak of war. Seeking More Evidence The £xeter Times-Advocate Established 1873 end 1887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday morning SUBSCRIPTION—52.010 per year 18 advance RATES—Farm or Real EfJtate for sale 50c. each insertion for flrti four insertions. 25c. each subse quent insertion, Miscellaneous ar ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c, per line of six words, Reading notices lOp, per line. Card of Thanks 50 c. 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And now when she was with him in reality—in flesh and blood—they must go and ..explore a cabin! ; "Ranny’s tall figure moved beside Tier small one. “Wait in the old mill while so close. I’ll go first, see if it’s safe to step boarding.” “I’d hate to see you —let’s look we’re here so we on the* can old fall in the water with that good-looking suit, Ran. Let me go in first—it can’t ■hurt this riding habit.” He set her to one side, saying firmly: “If anyone’s going to have to hang on the line and dry out, let me be the martyr.” He stepped gingerly up to the old deck, test ing the flooring with his shoes. “It’s pretty rotten, Tam. Shall we risk it?” “Of course not, if you think it shouldn't be walked on.” She came •closer to the old creaked slammed him, and catching hold of door, swung it open. It on its rusty hinges and against the Outer wall. Ransome stared the terrace. “You we think. A shipment of the gold bars will be made about two weeks from now and the express truck will be held up!” Tamar's hand covered her tremb ling lips. Then she said: “Oh, no, Ranny! Why that’s ridiculous! I nevei* heard of anything so ab surd.” “Indeed? And what did you think all of the preparations were for? Think they were going to have a pink tea at the Cricket Hill and that this is one of their games to sur- j prise the guests? No, no, Tam. The evidence means business or I’m a very poor judge.” “Sh! Here comes Aristotle. Guess I’d better run on, Ran. Wouldn’t you like to come up and see Mother a minute?” "Thanks, of course I would.” Facing Her Mother* Massey-Harris leadership in the developing and building of such labor-saving equip ment for the farm is recognized throughout the world, and has resulted in an enviable reputation for this great Canadian Company wherever grain is grown. 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I this age!” She missed words, entirely, and said: what can you do?” “That remains to be seen, first thing I’m going to do deliver you safely to the door at Shadwell, and if I have to guard you, leave you bound hand and foot, you’re not to leave the place unless accompanied by me or your father.” it,” to tie them to. You have some concrete evidence in like this. You can’t just arrest a man for to be considering gayly on some trivial the wide Phoebe the rear Ransome and a suspect- commit- the ma- probably Not half an the stone and fight guess he “This hour ago, I age a man for the girl can even in the implication of his “But The is to They Quarrel Again “You mean I-can’t even go out in the car in broad daylight? Now Laughing subject, they went into hall and up the stairs, poked her head through swinging door just as caught up Tamars hand, broad smile lit her face. “The’ goes de most beauteous couple in de country! An’ de mos’ in love-est man!” Phoebe flapped back to the kitchen. “Jes’ make up a little ginguh ale and a drap of bat O’ Southe’n Comfo’t!” She started chipping ice for~the glasses. Tamar left Ransome in the hall window seat under a dormer, while she went into Maris’ room to see if she were awake and ready to receive a caller. Her mother greeted the thrust in head. “Back, darling? Come on in and see me. I thought I heard a man’s voice just now. Was that Ransome?” Tamar crossed kissed the pale Mums. We've Come on in, Ransome, and get your sentence for kidnapping.” Ransome looked boyishly gay as he entered the invalid’s room. “Hello, Mums!” He kissed the same cheek that Tamar had just kissed. And for a moment the hot tears blinded Tamar’s eyes until she was frightened that they would be dis covered. Ranny had always loved her mother and respected and ad mired her father. Missing his own mother, it seemed that he had transferred his affection to her. “Ransome, you Wicked man! No penalty could be too severe. What ransom did you demand?” “Mums, that’s a terrible pun!” Tamar said in a critical tone, which I for Tamar’; some’s across pressed Tamar’s them, tense and straining. Ransome subject. Maris. I ■old mill know the Maris could • not tell him she knew the spot all too That was the place where Randolph had proposed to her. And it had been on a picnic, too! “The old mill? Is good repair?” “I think the old mill of repair! It’s almost the past. Think how few are left standing in this country. Why, they ought to haye museums built around them.” Tamar tried spirit sat on hands over quickly changed the “It was a lovely picnic took Tamar over to on Whiffle 'Creek, spot.” the You that well. Knox it still in is in need a thing of of his the edge over her to enter into conversation. of the big bed, mother’s. Maris Is Suspicious the She her over swiftly and cheek. “Yes, played hookey! It seemed gayety of ■seemed to Had Ran- There was Exeter Village Has Birthday • (E. 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He was in very Major Towne has called most here good “Oh, of the at Our spirits, a meeting of the board for tomor row night. I think they’re to make Maris Randolph felt the feverish heat of them against her*< cool fingers and knew that Tamar was upset over something, to her that the forced her daughter’s manner be hiding something, some proposed to her? nothing she would rather hear. She had worried a bit about Christppher Sande, though. He was not the man for Tamar, she felt. He lacked charm—the charm that Ransome Todd had, or even, She admitted to herself, that Rich ard Sheridan possessed. Even though Dick were just a little in clined to look .as though he needed more exercise. The rapt expression she had caught upon Tamar’s face several times while Christopher was stay ing at Shadwell had given her warning that Tamar might have fallen in love with the young en gineer. She and Knox had of it and her husband had ingly waved aside Maris- watched stere before her her heart. They youngsters to her—they would never seem grown up adults with the capacity for loving and mating. (To be continued) Royal assent was given on Mar. 29, 1873, to the act incorporating Francistown, Exeter, and parts of Stephen, Hay and Usborne town ships as the present Village of Exe ter. William Bayley was named in ■the act as returning officer. He resided in the house on Gidley street now owned and occupied by James Taylor, to which a founda tion has since been added. His son, George, later moved to London. On April 15 of that yeai* the new council, elected by acclama tion, met in the Orange Hall with Isaac Carling as reeve. His daugh ters, Misses Ida and Mary, reside in »Exeter. The council of four, com posed of James Pickard, W. H. Ver ity, John Trick and Edward Drew, took the oath of office administer ed by Joseph Atkinson, J.P. The first clerk was Michael Eacrett, whose daughter, Mrs. B. W. F. Bea vers, is a member of the present Board of Education. Reeve 'Car ling, who had no seat in the coun ty, council, was followed in 1874-75 by George Willis, many of the lat ter’s relatives still residing in the vicinity. The first treasurer was Robt. Sanders. In .1874 the, assessors, Joseph Atclieson and George Kilpatrick, were appointed. Exeter had to pay 1-27 of the debt of Stephen Township and dis posed of it in a sinking fund, pay ing annually $97.05 to amount at five per cent in time to the $1,619. Usborne Township, too, was paid by the village through a sinking fund costing $110 annually ’to dispose of the village’s debt amounting to $1,000. Two of the early acts were to vote $10,000 bonus to the London, Huron and Bruce line latei* con structed. A new three-room pub lic school was built where Luther Penhale and Joshua Johns now re side. A junior room was held in the present house behind the grist mill. Here hundreds passed through the capable hands of the late Miss Ina Elston. “We have not those early min utes,” said C. V. Pickard, “but one thing I do know is that the first tax rate was eight mills and I wish we could manage on that now.” Joseph Senior, former clerk, and Dr. J. W. Browning, who has practised in Exeter since July 4, 1867, are among the few who “seen it through.” LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex . FARM SALES A SPECIALTY Prices Reasonable and Satistactioa Guaranteed EXETER P. O. or RING 138 WM. H. SMITH LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex Special training assures you of yoor property’s true value on sale day. Graduate of American Auction College Terms Reasonable and Satisfaction ' Guaranteed Crediton P. O. or Phone 43-2 USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Exeter, Ont. have JOHN H. YOUNG DIES SUDDENLY AT LUCAN spoken laugh- the idea, the two with a catch in would always be her—they young President ........... JOHN McGRATH Dublin, Ont. Vice-Pres...... T. G. BALLANTYNE Woodham, R.R. 1 ■ A MODERN . . . Monthly Rates TORONTO^ Hotel Woverley .Staduma Avb. at CoLLjtom St. RATES SINGLE . $1.50 to $34)0 DOUBLE . $2.50 to $<$.00 Special Weekly John Herman Young, Lucan sports enthusiast and former dis trict school teacher, died Thursday, April 2nd, following a heart attack. He was in his 48th year. He had managed the Lucan Hockey Club for the past 10 years and spent several seasons with the town’s ball club, the Lucan Irish Nine. He taught public school at Neil School, McGillivray' Township, Courtright and Parkhill. Surviving are his widow, for merly Viola Gauld, of 'Courtright; three daughters, Mrs. Len Harvey, of ExetOr; Elaine and Donna, both at home, and two sons, William, of Byron, and Jack, at home. The funeral took place -on Satur day from' the C. Haskett funeral home. Rev, L. C, Harrison, rector of the Anglican church, Lucan, of ficiated, Interment was In St, James cemetery, Clandeboye, DIRECTORS W. H. COATES .................... Exeter JOHN HACKNEY ... Kirkton R. 1 ANGUS SINCLAIR ... Mitchell R. 1 WM. HAMILTON... Cromarty R. 1 AGENTS JOHN ESSERY .......... ALVIN L. HARRIS .. THOS. SCOTT ........... Centralia . Mitchell Cromarty SECRETARY-TREASURER B. W. F. BEAVERS .... Exeter GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors. Exeter DIES SUDDENLY Wilson Carlile, of Hensail, re ceived word of the suddGn .death of ‘ his nephew, William Donelly, of Moose Jaw, Sask. His wife found him dead in bed, having passed away in his sleep. His wife is the former Miss Alice Carry, ( of Hay, wall known in this district. One son, John, and one daughter, Irenes survive. QUIET . . . WELL CONDUCTED . . . CONVENIENTLY LOCATED HOTEL . . * Clone to Parliament Buildirtga, Univernty of Toronto, Maple htiii Gardena, Fashionable ShoppingDistrict, Wholesale Houses, Theatres, Churches bf EVery Denoihinatidh. A, M. PowbLu President Presentation at Clandeboye Mr, and Mrs. James Riddell, of Lucan, were presented With two occasional chairs and a purse of sliver at a .social evening in Clande boye School. % A bear was spotted roaming through the Zurich district but he had disappeared by the time the farmers, armed With Shotguns, got on his trail