The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1939-05-11, Page 6THURSDAY, MAY 11th, 1930 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
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AT Z<W WITH AN
^oan
I' couch, Marjorie at one end, Evan
j near the other, but now he leaned
She across with a comforting manner 'no- ’ and looked into her eyes.
Evans’ 'School, your- mother came to
see jne.
I really felt sorry for her.
looked so much like you that 1
gan to feel like a criminal.
wanted to see you. But I would
let her.
trophe for you at your time of life. IYour big photograph taken in your I sajd Evan lifting his
graduating dress was on the desk chin haughtily, “You
and I showed it to her, and finally connected with them
gave it to her.
She went away sobbing and I have
never forgotten it.
And now that I am
I feel that I should
me this information so
i do what you wish in
j Perhaps you will want to do some-
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j
i
Marjorie Wetherill had always
known she was an adopted child.
She had. been told -when she was so
young that it meant nothing at all
to her. And as the years went by
and she was surrounded by love and
luxury, she. thought little of it.
Once when she was in high school!
she had asked about hex- own people;
casually, more out of curiosity than j
because of any felt need for them, •
and she had been told that they were respectable people who had’
been unfortunate and couldn’t afford to bring her up as they would I
like to have her brought up. It had •
all been very vague. But Marjorie
was happy, and her fostex- mothei-
greatly stressed the fact that while
Marjorie had not been born hex- own,
she had been chosen because
loved her at first sight, and
meant more even than if she
been born theirs.
Mrs. Wetherill was a devoted
ent, and she and Marjorie were dear
companions.
When Mr. Wetherill died Marjorie
was still in her school life, and she
and the mothex- were brought even
closer together, so that when Mrs.
Wetherill was suddnely stricken with
an illness that they both knew would
be fatal, the girl spent the last
months of her foster mother’s life
in utmost devotion to her. When it I
was over and she was alone, she felt
utterly
barren
There
foi- the
ant social circle, and there were in
stant invitations for. prolonged visits
here and there, but Marjorie had no
heart to go. She longed fox- some
one of her own. The world seemed
empty and uninteresting.
Then one morning about ten
days before Chrxstxnas, because she
could not settle anything else, and
because she had been almost dread
ing to go over her beloved foster
mother’s intixnate papers, she went
bravely to Mrs. Wetherill’s desk in
the living room, unlocked it, and be
gan to look over the papers in the
pigeon holes.
As she went from drawex- to draw
er, emptying every pigeon-hole and
burning ixi the fireplace such things
as had to be destroyed, she came
finally to the little secret drawer
and there she found .among several
other important papers,
ter for herself.
“Dearest Marjorie:”
I have never told you
youx- people, I did not
much xnyself to tell, until .about two I
years ago.
everything
I nevex- told you that you were one
of twins.
You were a very beautiful baby,! thought of Christmas without the
and so was your twin sister, yet she ! only mothex- • she had ever known
had a frailex- look than you, and we I seemed intolerable.
* But when she reasoned with her
self that perhaps forgetting was
best fox- the present, and tried to
decide which invitation she should
accept, she realized that she didn’t
feel like going to eithei- place.
She was still in hex- unsettled state
of xnind when evening
Evan Bower arrived to
her.
The Bowers were one
old families, and among
friends of the Wetherills.
Bower was three ox- four years older
than Marjorie, and though she had
known him practically all hei- life
it had not been until the last year
that he had paid her much attention.
“You are looking tired and white!”
' he said scrutinizing her face sharp-
j Iy. “You need a change, and I’ve
I come to offex- one. Mother wants
! you to come over and stay a couple
I of weeks with her. She thought you
; might like to help hex- get ready for
the faxnily gathering at Christmas
I time. It will take your mind off your
| loneliness.”
i Marjorie’s heart sank. Here was
1 the question again! And a family
I gathering! The hardest kind of a
i thing to go through,’ with P**"
I “It’s my family. My own
. _ ____ They are my own
She.
not ’ i mean.
I felt it would be a catas- 1 Evan!”
“Nonsense! Nothing
about to die
leave behind
that you may
the matter.
£
family,
people,
kind!”of the
well-modelled
are no more
than I am.
should think
#•
Professional Cards
they
that
had
par-
desolate and life seemed
indeed.
were many friends of course,
Wetherills had a large pleas-
a thick-let-
it read,
much about
really know
thing for your own mother. You will
have Quite a fortune, my dear, and
you are free to do what you like
with it, of course.
So I am
name and
your heart
giving you your mother’s
address. Do whatever
dictates.
Your loving Mother,
May D. Wetherill
Below was an address in an east
ern city:
Mrs. John Gay, 1465 Aster St.
And below that in pencil, had
been written uncertainly as if with
an idea of erasing it.
‘The name by which they called
you was Dorothy.”
She bowed her head on the lettex-
and wept. First for the only mother
! she had known, and then fox* the
mothex- she had not known. How
pitiful it all seemed! So many babies
in the world without homes, and yet
she .should have been loved so in
tensely by-two mothers!
Then suddenly a thrill came to
her heart. But they were hei- very
own, whatever they were! How
wonderful that would be! And hex-
mothei- had wanted her, enough to
come a long distance to see her!
That night she could
and lay staring about in
ness of her room — the
Mrs. Wetherill had made
ful for her—realizing how safe and
sweet and quiet it all was here, and
how , many complications there
might be if she broke the long sil
ence between herself and her fam
ily. Yet the longing in her heart
increased, to see them* even to find
out the worst possible about them,
I just to have them for her own. Not
j to be alone in the great world.
There v,-as a sister, too, and how
wonderful it would be to have a sis
ter! She had always wished for a
sister. Or—perhaps the sister
not lived after all.
Suddenly Marjorie buried her* in her pillow and wept.
The morning mail brought
not sleep
the dark
room that
so beauti-
had
face
__ ______ ___ ___o_. two
My husband arranged 1 invitations to spend‘Christmas week
about the adoption. | with friends.
I
found upon questioning that she had
little chance to live unless she could
have an operation and special treat
ment, which your parents were un
able to give her.
But though neither of you were
candidates for adoption, yet I had
set my heart upon you. After seeing
you, all the other babies looked com
mon to me. Bo my husband set
about it to see what he could do.
He discovered that your father was
not strong and needed to get away
to the country where he could have
light work and be out of doors. My
husband finally put it up to your
mother while she was still in
hospital, that she should give
consent to our adopting you.
Wetherill agreeing to finance
treatment of both your father
sister.
Once, when you were about three
months old, your mother wrote me,
begging that she might come and see
you, but I persuaded her that it
would be better for us all if she did
not.
But then, about a year ago, just
as you were graduating from Miss
They gave you up! I
you would never want to see or hear
of them!”
Something in the harshness of his
tone made Marjorie give a little
shiver and draw her hand quietly
away from under his.
“I don’t feel that way, Evan!”
!she said gently, marveling that after
. her hours of doubt she suddenly felt
clear in her mind about the matter
“You don’t know all about it, or
you wouldn’t say that either,
quite sure. Mother’s left me a
ter telling me about my people
suggesting that I might want
hunt them np and see if there
anything I could do for them.”
“And I still say, ‘Let
dogs lie’,” said Evan coldly,
then he laid his hand
hers in a possessive
owned her.
“They never cared
i
•S
0
Christmas was only ten days off
and it loomed large and gloomy. The
i
the
her
Mr.
the
and
cI * A RETT£5
| "Th« parttl form In wKlcti
I c«« be
Wheezing in The
Bronchial Tubes
Bronchitis comes from a neglected
cold or cough and begins with a
tightness across the chest, there is a
difficulty in breathing, a wheezing
sound comes from the bronchial
tubes, and considerable phlegm is
raised when coughing takes place.
On the first sign of bronchitis you
should check it immediately by using
Dr, Wood’s Norway Pine Syrup and
thereby preventing it becoming
chronic, and, perhaps, developing
into something mors serious.
The T. Milburn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont.
came and
call upon
of the best
the closest
Evan
I’m
let-
and
to
was
i
W ■x:;83 S
sleeping
And
ononce more
way as if he
anything for
you or they wouldn’t have sold you
in the first place. And now you are
a being of another world than theirs
and they have no right to intrude
into your life and try to get youi’
property away from you! I insist-!”
Marjorie drew her hand decidedly
away from under his again and
stood up, her own chin lifted defi
antly, her eyes bright and indignant.
“Evan! You must not talk like
that! You simply don’t understand
at all.”
“But darling, be reasonable!” said
Evan softening his voice. Marjorie
didn’t even notice he had called her
darling. It was such a common
phrase of the day, and Evan was a
very close friend. But his voice
was less aggressive now, more gentle
He got up and stood beside her, tak
ing her hands and drawing her near
er to him. “Listen, little girl! If you
are really serious about this thing,
of course it will have to be investi
gated. I still think it would be
better not, but if you have set youx-
conscience to it, I beg you will let
me do the investigating for you. 1
am a lawyer. I know how to protect
your interests, and I will do what-
evex- you want done conscientiously.
I am sure you can trust me, Mar
jorie, I love you, don’t you know it,
little girl?”
She looked up at him startled, It
was the first time he had ever spoke
of love. He had just been a good
friend, somewhat as she supposed a
brother might be, only more polite
than some brothers.
She drew back and tried gently
to take her hands away from his
clasp, but he held her firmly and
drew her closer.
“Dear little girl!” he said sud
denly putting his face down and lay
ing his cheek against her, seeking
her lips with his own and pressing a
kiss upon them.
For an instant she yielded her
self to that embrace; her lips to that
kiss; but only for a brief instant so
brief it might scarcely have been
recognized by the man as yielding.
For suddenly she sprang away, and
put out her hands in protest.
“No, please, not now! I can’t think
of such things now!”
He snatched at her hands again,
trying to draw her back quietly to
his arms again.
“Poor child!”
and kissing her
“Don’t you
you belong,
love me?”
“I don’t
he said stooping
finger tips gently,
that this is whereknow
in my arms? Don’t you
know!” said Marjorie
turning her unhappy face away from
him. “I haven’t ever thought of
I you in this way. And my heart is
•full of so many things now.”
j And he suddenly drew her close
thic again and pressed hot kisses on herI mill5 tu gu uuuugM, vvitrii tniSj , thought of hex- own unknown family lips'
in the back of her mind. But now she sprang away again,in the back of her mind.
'Oh, that is dear of your mother, covering her face with her hands.
Evan!” she said. “I do appreciate It
a lot, and some other time I’d love ■
to come, but just now I don’t feel
jl could.” j
He settled down comfortably to
combat her, just as if he had ex
pected to have to do so.
“You’re very kind!” said Marjor
ie with troubled gaze, but more and
more certain that she wasn’t going
to accept. Then suddenly she lift
ed frank eyes to hia.
“You see, Evan, there’s something
I have to do first before I can go
anywhere and begin life again,”
1 “Something you have to do? What
do you mean ” He turned puzzled,
dominating eyes upon her,
“You know I’m an adopted child,J
don’t you? You’ve always known
that, haven’t you, Evan?”
“Why—yes, of course, but what
has that got to do with it?”
’They were sitting on the deep
“No! No!” she cried out. “I will
not let you kiss me until I am sure,
and I am pot sure now! Please,
you go away and let me think? My
mind is so tired and all mixed up!”
“Pood child!” he said gently, “1
am sorry if I have seemed to hurry
I you. I only wanted to show you
I that I am your natural protector, But j I am willing to wait, to go slow, till
| your sorrow is not so sharp, I only
| ask one thing of you and that is that
j you will not make any move in this
I matter of your family till you have
talked with me again. That you will
think it over, and if anything has to
be done you will let me handle it
for you. ’Will you promise?”
Marjorie was still for several sec
onds, looking down at het hands
clasped tightly before her, then she
said slowly, seriously:
(To be Continued)
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McGXHUn^RAY FARMER PASSES
Prominent in farming circles in
McGillivray Township for many
years, Elsie Hodgson died at his
home near Clandeboye in his 76th
year, following an illness of several
months during which he underwent
an operation. He was one of the
leaders in St. James Anglican church
Clandeboye.
Besides his widow, he is survived
by five daughters and four sons,
Mrs. Cline We’bb, Edmonton; Mrs.
Charles Sumner, London; Mrs. M.
Trevethick, Toledo, 0.; Mrs. R. Mc
Allister, London; Mrs. S. Jackson,
Toronto; Robert and Fred, Detroit;
Burton, Flint, and Murray at home.
DIES SUDDENLY
Miss Nellie Hollingshead, lot 10,
concession 4, Blanshard died sud
denly in Stratford General Hospital.
Miss Hollingshead, who was 54 years
of age, had been in her usual good
health, until Wednesday evening
when she suffered a stroke. She was
removed to the hospital and failed
to rally. Her brother William pass
ed away just a month' ago.
Born on the same farm where she
had lived all hex- life, a daughter of
the late Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Hol
lingshead, Miss Hollingshead was
well-known and highly respected
throughout the district and her
death will be widely mourned. She
was a member of the Kirkton Unit
ed Church and took an active part
in the work of the Women’s Insti
tute, Left to mourn her loss is one
sister, Miss Maude Hollingshead, of
home.
At the regular monthly meeting
of the Wingham town council the
council set the rate for 1939 at 49
mills net and by-law No. 1114 con
firming this rate was passed as read.
According to assessor W- Hv Han
ey the statistics for 1939 were, total
assessment .$1,083,391, population,
2149, total dogs 100, the report
showed that 80 per cent of the homes
in Wingham were occupied by own
ers.
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