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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1939-04-06, Page 6
a’HmSDAY* 4PBRU 6,THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE dangerous Cinderella BY EVELYN SHULER WH Tim jury was completed. David glanced at them indifferently ana then nodded his satisfaction with the selection. What did it matter? If he lost- his voice, what did any thing matter The District Attorney’s voice was rising and falling in dramatic ca dence at he outlined the case. David listened to the tone instead of the words. No one in this room, he speculated, knew what was going on in his mind. No one knew that he was afraid to go to sleep, because his dreams were haunted by the spec ter of Burchett© — a limp, inert man lying at his feet—a pool of crimson blood at his head. Try as he might, David could not shut out the remem brance. Whatever the motive, -what ever the reason, he had killed a man. He glanced down at his hands and shuddered involuntarily. He could see the revolver there —• the weapon that had suffed out a human life. No matter what they decided, nothing could erase that horrible memory. The Verdict The case dragged on for several weary days. David’s lawyer produc ed witnesses from Eloise’s old hotel who testified about the night Bur- ehette had tried to choke her. Eloise, ail eyes fastened on her, told of her brief married life with the dead man of his brutality even on the honey moon abroad. David took the stand in his own defense. Several times during his recital he had to be prompted to raise his voice so the jury might hear. His voice was husky with nervounsess. On the fourth day, the trial was speeded to a conclusion. The jury retired to deliberate. David and Eloise sat together talking as they waited. It was then he confided to her for the first time his fears about his voice. “I can’t sing any more, Eloise,” he said hopelessly. "But, David,” she cried with gen uine concern, "your voice is your whole- life. Surely treatments can be given.” "Nothing but rest 'will help,” Da vid replied disconsolately. More than two hours had elapsed before the jury filed solemnly back into the jury box, their faces stoical ly unrevealing. The foreman stood up. David’s lawyer signaled him to rise. “Prisoner, look upon the jury — Jury, look upon the prisoner,” the court clerk was droning. "How’ find .you—guilty or not guilty?” "Not guilty!” The foreman an swered in a firm, clear voice. There was a hubbub in the courtroom. The Judge rapped for order. Eloise rush ed to David’s side. Newspapermen rushed from the room to flash the story. "It's a victory for you, David,” his lawyer said. David gave him a wry smile. What an empty victory it would be, he thought, dismally. Crowds in the corridor cheered when David went to the elevator. He went directly to the theatre, and told the producer and stage man ager he would take his old place in the show that night. He turned deaf ears to their pleas that he wait a few days until he was rested up. With obstinate stubbornness, he in sisted he would go on. Stage Return a “Flop” The show opened to a capacity house that night. David, irritable and fidgity, sipped lemon juice in his dressing room, while waiting for his cue. He walked with assurance to the stage and began his first song He wasn’t going to be beaten. He would whip his voice into obedience. He would show them! But half way through the song, it happened. His voice broke! He strained,, tried to force his voice though to the end of the song, but the glorious golden voice had become a croaking whisper A bewildered audience listened with disbelieving ears. Somehow he reach ed the end. There was a weak out burst of uncertain applause. He fled to the wings, his face scarlet with mortification. The understudy finish ed the show. David, spurning the sympathetic overtures of backstage colleagues, walked dazedly to the nearest saloon, where he ordered a quick succession of straight whiskies. Later that night, with reeling steps he entered the Jungle of Gold. Eloise finishing her last song, was appalled when she saw his condition. On the way home, in broken, almost inco- Robust Health for Young People What a common sight it is to see a young person whose bloodless face and feeble frame are evidence of poor circulation and weakness where bounding health and rosy cheeks should reign. Young people in Such a condition need a preparation containing iron. Milburn’s Health and Nerve Fills meet this requirement as they con tain three concentrated forms of iron of an easily assimilated nature to gether with other valuable ingredients indicated to build up your system and add to your physical attraction. Tho T, Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont. hermit sentences, he told her what had happened. In her room, David brusquely de manded more liquor. He took sever al greedy gulps. "Where do I go from here?” he asked forlornly. “A broken-down singer,” She patted his arm, but he shook off her affectionate gesture with a derisive sneer. "Don’t pity me,” he snarled. “I can stand anything—but not that.” "This will all work out, ‘David,” she said soothingly. "You're being unreasonable.” "Unreasonable? Do you expect me to be a Mr. Pollyanna—grateful to a fate that has robbed me of every thing in the -world? I tell you, I’m licked.” His voice -was hoarse and thick. "What about Sandy's invention? You can still make money on that,” she said tentatively, watching him closely.David looked at her contem platively, his blue eyes feverish. "Yes, there’s that,” he said very thoughtfully, "and there’s my com posing. I can write music.” "Of course, you can,” she agreed, relieved that his ugly temper for the moment was assuaged, “and now you better get some sleep.” More Demands Eloise slept late, as usual, and was awakened by a knock on the door. It was Bardini, who entered with a galling air of proprietorship which never failed to annoy and aggravate her. "I see Mason got off from that murder charge,” he said curtly. "When are you going to get that paper from him?” "A lot of things have happened.” Eloise began, searching in her mind for some alibi which would allow her to stall for more time. "David has lost his voice. He had to drop out of the show—and he has little money. We can’t get that paper unless w’e can offer him some money for it. I haven’t any.” “What do you think his price would be?” . "He might sell for $10,000—but I don’t think he’d part with it for a penny less.” Bardini picked up his hat and started impatiently toward the door. “I think your lying—but it would be worth $10,000 — if we had the money. In the ensuing weeks, David com posed with an almost savage con centration. Frequently he attempted to have Eloise listen to his words, but she gave numerous excuses. He ’missed Andrea and her -willing inter est in his work. Seated alone at the piano, he suddenly realized that An drea had been his real inspiration. But Eloise was the one to whom he should be able to turn for comfort and encouragement. Eloise was his fiancee. It was her duty to help him. He lifted the telephone and called her. When she answered, he imperiously ordered her to come at , once. “I have a new work here,” he said as she entered. “I need your help. Will you listen and criticize it for me?” “Go ahead,” she said in a tone of weary resignation. "I guess I can take it.” Breaks His Engagement His temper suddenly flared. He had stolen money for her; he had killed a man for her, he had follow ed a road of blind devotion for her, but she would not lift a finger tc» help him. He stared at her as if seeing her clearly for the first time —as if scales had fallen from his eyes, giving him clear vision after years of blindness. “You don’t have to take it, Eloise,” he said levelly. “You’re selfish and greedy. You think I don’t see how you’ve changed since I’m not making money. You’ll never love any man. You’ll only love money—money— money!” He seemed suddenly mad as he shouted the word over and over. His laugh was mirthless. "Some day I’ll have money but you don’t share it. Do you hear? You could beg on your bended knees and I wouldn’t give you a damned cent.” Eloise’s eyes widened with amazement. They stared at each other across a chasm of misunderstanding and hatred. "I’d like my ring back,” David de manded, glowering at the diamond on her hand. Eloise tossed her head and laughed defiantly. "Oh, no, Davie, darling,” she chal lenged. “I’ll keep it—as a souvenir.” CHAPTER XXV Dean Gilthorp and 'Sandy sat in serious conference, papers of figures spread out before them on the din ing room table. Mary hovering un obtrusively in the background, Wish ing, with housewifely concern, that they would finish their work So that ! she could start to set the table for dinner. "When the company is started, it should take us no time at all to get going With manufacturing,” Gil- thorp said, his eyes fastened with grave concentration on the figures before him. "I’m anxious to get started, but we can’t do a thing un ril you get that paper back from David. I’ll have to insist that you get the paper right away. We’ve lost to much time already.” "I know it’s my fault,” Sandy said apologetically, "but il didn’t like to go to David when he had all that trouble—the trial and losing his voice. I’ll make it a point of seeing him tonight—and then we can go ahead.” ■Gilthorp was about to reply when Andrea came in, removing her hat with a gesture of weariness. How thin she looked. There was a new qualitj- in her, he noticed, as if she had tasted some bitter disillusion ment and had ‘not yet adjusted to it. She seemed tense and constant ly on the defensive, with a faint trace of impatience in her move ments. "Greetings,” he said pleasantly, as lie gathered up the papers before him. "How’s the little business wo man?” "Well enough,” she replied indif ferently, She sensed a change in him, too. He seemed very matter-of- fact these days, surrounded by a cur ious detachment. Ever since he came back from Europe they had found it impossible to get back to the old basis of comradely friendliness. “Would you care to stay for din ner, Dean?” Mary asked diffidently. "We’d love to have you.” “I’d love to stay, too.” Gilthorp answered heartily, "but I’d due at a pokey society affair.” "With Libby Vandersill,” Andrea thought silently. Aloud she said: "Don’t let us detain you.” A touch of acid foreign to her tinged the words. When she saw the momentary hurt in his dark eyes, she regretted her words—-but it was too late to make amends. “I must run along,” he said, look ing searcliingly at Andrea. “See you soon.” David Arrives Their modest dinner was quickly finished and Andrea was helping Mary with the dishes, when David suddenly arrived. He came back into the kitchen and indicated that he -wanted to talk to Andrea alone. Mary offered to finish the kitchen work, protesting that it would only take her a few moments. Wonder- ingly, Andrea removed her apron and followed David into the parlor. There he told her of his broken engagement, but he made no criti cism of Eloise. As he spoke, Andrea studied him. David, too, had chang ed, she thought. He seemed dis gruntled, as if he had a grudge upon life, an unnameable grievance. "It’s you I need, Andrea,” he whis pered, moving closer to her. "I real ize at last that you. were my "eal inspiration. I can’t sing any more, but I can still write music—if you will help me.” A semblance of the old thrill stir red in her. 'She took his hand com fortingly in hers. “Don’t worry, David,” she said softly. “You know I’ll help you— all I can. I haven’t lost faith in you.” “I’ve always kno-wn you’d be there when I needed you, Andrea,” he an swered, his voice husky with emo tion, “but what a fool I’ve been. Will you forgive me?” "There’s nothing to forgive,” she said simply. The humble contrition in his eyes held hers captive. To re lease herself from the sudden ten sion, she said: "Now, let’s hear your work. Anything new?” David promptly seated himself at the piano, his long fingers feeling the chords of his latest composition. Andrea watched him wistfully aS he played. After he had played the theme through once, he attempted to sing it. When she heard his husky Whis per, she realized for the first time how utterly his voice was gone. He finished and turned facing her. “It’s a good theme, David,” she said thoughtfully, "but I don’t think the end it right. It lets down at the end instead of building up to a cli max. His face lighted hopefully. ’You’ve hit it, Andrea. I’ll change it. I’ve been too close to it. I knew some thing was wrong, but I couldn’t fig ure out what it was.” Sandy Asks for Paper They were smiling across the room understandingly at each other, when Sandy came in. “Could I see you a minute, David?” Sandy asked. Open annoyance on his face, David rose and Started toward the dining room. "I want that ;paper back, David,” Sandy began, clearing his throat. "Dean Gilthorp wants to start a com pany for my patent, but he says he has to have the paper first,” "Oh he does, does he?” David re torted, his temper flaring. “What does Gilthorp know about the radio game? He doesn’t know It the way I do. He’ll get yeti in a mess,” “But David, he knows about busi ness; And he helped me when I was working on the patent. I have to go along with him,” Sandy protested. David thrust his hands in his po ckets with angry belligerence. His face darkened as he faced Sandy. "I won’t give the paper up. You tell Gilthorp that and see how lie likes it.” Sandy stared at David with open bewilderment. "But David, you can’t do that. The paper really belongs to me,” Sandy said with a strange showing of spirit. "Listen, Sandy, I need money," David returned savagely. "The only thing that matters in life is money. Gilthorp knows this paper is worth plenty and he wants to squeeze me out. Well—-I won’t let him, You can tell him I said so.” He turned angrily on his heel and strode from the room. Andrea, who had heard nothing of the argument, sat listless in her chair. 'She noted David’s anger and rose to ■ placate him, but he brushed blindly past her and picked up his hat.. "The whole world’s against me, Andrea,” he said vith a grim inten sity. "They all want to kick a man when he is down.” He. slammed the door vehemently as he went out. "What’s the matter?” Andrea ask ed, turning to Sandy for an explana tion. Briefly, Sandy, explained about the paper and iGiltliorp. "David’s right,” she said, swiftly defensive. "He is entitled to some thing. Gilthorp has plenty of mon ey. Why should he pick on David?” I11 her own hea’-t she marveled at her swift defense of David. Could it be that she was still in love with him ? Bardini Demands Action Early the next morning Eloise Mowbray had a .conference with Tito Bardini — a conference with rami fications so deep that had she had the gift of prophecy she would have known it would change destiny for all of them. Tito Bardini had raised $10,000. He waved a certified check before her startled eyes — a check made payable to David Mason! (To be Continued) WINCHELSEA ' The regular meeting of the Home and School Club of S. S. No, 6 was held on Tuesday evening of last week 'with a large crowd present. The president Mrs. Kenneth Johns had charge of the meeting and Mr. Bruce Cooper singing leader. The orchestra gave several selections Mrs. Pooley then gave an interesting reading. The School pupils sang sev eral numbers. Lunch was served at the close of the meeting. Mr. and Mrs. Harold Prance and family and Mr. and Mrs. Mervin Pym of Thedford, spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. John Prance. Miss 'Greta Fletcher, of London, spent the week-end with her parents Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Fletcher. Mrs. John Fletcher, of Exeter, spent a few days recently with her friends in the community. Mr. and Mrs. A. E. Pym and fam ily, of Elimville, visited on Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. 'George Davis. 'Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Day, Mr. G. Coward, Misses Ethel, and Lois Co ward spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Bert McBride, of Zurich. (Crowded out last week) The sympathy of the community is extended to Miss Ella Francis and Mrs. R. E. Pooley in the death of their mother, the late Mrs. John Francis. Mr. and Mrs. Theron Creery and family with Mr. and Mrs. Mack La- mond, of Cromarty, Mr. and Mrs. Wesley Burns and Donald, of St. Marys, spent the week end with Mr. and Mrs. R. W. Batten. Mr. anti Mrs. Harry Cole and Marie of Elimville, spent Friday with Mr. and Mrs. Freeman .Horne. Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Fletcher and Audrey spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Henry Hodgins, Saintsbury. Sunday visitors with Mr. and Mrs. George Davis were Mr. and Mrs. G. MoGavin and family, of Seaforth, Mr. and Mrs. Ed. Alexander arid family Of Lumley. Mr. and Mrs. Harold Denham, of Sarnia, Mr. and Mrs. W. F. Batten visited on Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. E. Willard, of HenSall. Hur on dale W. I. The Hurondale Women’s Institute celebrated their 20th anniversary by a crokinole .party held at the Thames Road Church Monday evening, Mar. 27th. After the members, their families and friends were seated at their respective tables, a short pro gram was enjoyed, The president Mrs. A. Rundle occupied the chair and the program was opened with the Institute Ode followed by tile Lord’s Prayer in unison. Marie and Earl Heywood favored by singing several duets. Miss N. Keddy gave a summary of the Hurondale Insti tute history. Solo by Mr. Wood ward; .piano instrumental by Mr. Eh Stoneman and a short play wag much enjoyed entitled "Seeing Ma Off”. A "True or False” contest was con ducted by Mrs, R. Kestle with six contestants taking part. Crokinole. was then enjoyed for an hour or so. ' Ladies high fvent to Mrs. N. Squire,’ ,, men’s high Orland Squite; consola tion prizes to Nola Perkins and Earl i Heywood. Lunch Was served. Before You Insure Consult Confederation Life Association One of the World’s Great Life Insurance frrstifu+ionsj Renowned for Strength, Service and Security Since 1871. F. J. DELRRIDGE, Representative, EXETER THE HANDY POURING SPOUT far the turn jitiuiul tin It’s free—write for one NOW • Fits the special top of the 2 lb. tin of Crown Brand, Lily White and Karo syrups. • Is easily cleaned and can be used over and over again. • Pours without a drip. • Provides means of accurate measurements. • Makes the 2 lb. tin an excellent table container. • The protective cap provides a sanitary cover. 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