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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1939-07-06, Page 2Thursday, July 6th, 1939 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE And suddenly Betty was swept in-1 the minister who spoke first. jon her and said in a low growl: to the circle much against her wiilJ “Do you mean lu tell me, doctor “When can I see you alone? In the But he was interesting-looking, and ■ that you can always tell which is < morning? Will you deign to lunch she roused out of her annoyance and [which of these greeted him pleasantly enough. But Gideon Reaver had a lot of'his sid» intuition, and he had seen that tur-’ key. “I’m just delighted to see you all,” he said with a comprehensive glance which took them in. “I’m not go­ ing to stop now. I can tell by the delnior.s odors that are going around that dinner is on the table, so I’ll just run away now and come buck another time and call if I may. Far be it from me to delay a Christ­ mas dinner!” Suddenly the mother spoke up, almost eagerly it. “Why not stop us?” she asked, eager look in her “Yes, do stay,” heartily. “I know delighted.” “Oh, I couldn’t think of intruding that way. Indeed I couldn’t. I was just passing and thought I would leave the message.” “But you haven’t had your dinner yet, have you?” challaneed Ted wist­ fully. No, I’m just on my way back to the boarding house,” “That settles it,” said Father. “Ted go and see if there are enough chairs to go around, and Betty, put on another plate!” But suddenly the front door which had the night latch off, opened again and in walked the doctor. “Well, now, upon my word, if I haven’t walked in on a party. I beg your pardon. I won’t stay but a minute. I just wanted to make sure my patients were all right and fit for turkey.” “Your just in time!” said Mr. Gay happily. “Have you had your Christmas dinner yet?” “Well, no, I haven’t yet, but I’m used to waiting. I’ll just look at Mrs. Gay’s pulse and I’ll be moving on.” “We’ll call it brunch then,” called out Betty suddenly from the doorway “Come on, there’s plenty to eat. You get the chairs, Ted. The turkey is already on the table. The more the merrier.” They all turned and looked at Bet­ ty’s gay face, so changed from a mo­ ment ago. Ted breathed a sigh of relief, and the rest gave quick fur­ tive glances at the doctor. Mr. Gay introduced the minister and the doctor and they studied each other a bit casually. But they were both staying, there was no question about that. “Dinner is served!” said Betty, suddenly appearing in the doorway looking very pretty indeed in Mar- jarie’s green knit dress and a bit of red ribbon knotted in her hair and a scrap of holly on one shoulder. “It’s going to be a tight squeeze, friends, but we thought it was better than waiting to put another leaf in the table and eating a cold dinner.” Betty’s cheeks were rosy and her eyes were twinkling. She seemed like a new Betty to Marjorie. The doctor, without waiting on the order of his going, marched straight over to Betty and pulled out her chair, and then took the one next to her. Mrs. Gay smiled and took her place where cushions had been arranged at her back and feet. The minister found himself seated be­ tween Marjorie and Ted. Then Mr. Gay’s voice broke into the laughter of getting seated. “Mr. Reaver, will blessing, please?” Marjorie stifled a surprise. There had of blessings so far in the meals she j oTfind^^ had eaten in her new home, although I insignificant house in a common she reflected they had been most in- ■neighborhood, that she should not be formal and her father had geneially ; dressed for the evening! Christmas eaten upstairs with mother. But ;night and in a daytime dress> her heart warmed to the words that | But Marjorie did not look embar- were spoken and she thrilled at the jragged ,af, his evident disapproval. I She lifted calm eyes to his face, and ; speaking in an ordinary tone that j she was not attempting to disguise, I she said: ■ “No, I’m sorry, I couldn’t go this j evening. I already have an engage- ! ment for later in the evening, and ■ this is our first Christmas together. .1 wouldn’t break it up for anything.” j “Really, Marjorie, I don’t see that ; you are required to do duty all day land evening, too!” Evan’s tone was ‘exceedingly annoyed, j “Well. I’m just as sorry as I can ibe, Evan, to disappoint you, but it’s j quite impossible. If you had let me [know that you thought of coming this way I would have told yon not j to count on Christmas at all as I had imade other plans.” I And then Evan turned and stalk- led haughtily from the room without anything but the merest nod in Mrs. Gay’s direction. But Marjorie, her color rising and her head a bit high, walked coolly to the door with her caller. “Too bad, Evan, to have this ride for nothing, but it just couldn’t be helped,” she said sweetly, and smil­ ed indulgently upon him. At the door he turned savagely up- twins’* he asked looking from Betty to Marjorie at to be in a hurry to they were excellent found a number of seemed. and share it with She had seen the boy’s eyes. said the father everybody will be W Exeter ©imWrAihwPatr Established 1873 and J887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday mi online SUBSCRIPTION—?2,0’0 per year in advanceRATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for first four insertions. 25c. each subwe- quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar* ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six word*. Reading notices 10c. per lipa. Card of Thanks 50c. Legal ad­ vertising 12 and 8c. per line, ii Memoriam, with one verse 50c. extra verses 25c. each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association him.” said Betty. “Excuse me for listening. You’ll go. too. I can see that! And if you do I*‘11 be good-bye sister, all right! Are you engaged "Mercy no!” said .Marjorie. “What made you think th. t.” “Out of his masterful manner. If you aren’t, you probably will be by, the time lunch is over. You ought j to have told us about him before you ! let ns all get to caring about you. It wasn’t fair, after all these years j without you.” j “Betty!” Marjorie whirled about' toward her sister. “What in the name of peace is; the matter with you. Betty?” Mar-; jorie said, half ready to cry, “there, wasn't anything to tell. He’s just a j friend of the family and there’s noth- • ing at all between us. I'm not en-j gaged to anyone, and don’t mean to, be for sometime, if I ever am, ' “Oh. yes?” said Betty again in­ credulously. “Well, wait till you come ' —if you come back! * i Suddenly Marjorie rushed at her' sister, half laughing, half crying, and t gave her a loving shake. j “There!" she said breathlessly.! “stop this! I’m not going away with him. I wouldn’t think of such a thing.” Then a taxi drew up and she was gone. Down in the city Marjorie had troubles of her own. It was Evan Brower’s idea of a good time to make Marjorie suffer plenty for having gone off without leaving him her address. So Marjorie was seated at a sump­ tuously appointed table in one of the most exclusive hotels in the city with a stern companion who lectured hei' as if she were a naughty little girl. At last she looked up and smiled. “Now, Evan, don t you think we’d better talk about you awhile ” she suggested. And how in the world did you get away from your family Christmas party I’m afraid you hurt your mother's feelings terribly.” That was an unfortunate thought. She saw it at once. Evan stiffened immediately. 1 with me?” “Why, yes, I think I could.” said Marjorie, considering. “Very well, I’ll call you on the telephone. What is the number here? “Oh, we haven’t a telephone,” she answered brightly as though that were quite a usual thing in her circle of friends. “Suppose I just be ready when you say you will come. Half ’past twelve or one. Which will be most convenient for you?” “Eleven!” said Evan crisply. “I’m flying back in the afternoon and I’m taking you back with me! Better have your things packed and we can take them with us where we lunch.” “Oh, no!” laughed Marjorie firm­ ly. “I’m not going back yet. I have not finished my visit. But I’ll be ready at eleven if you like. Thank you again for the orchids. So nice of you to think of me. Oh — ” as he swung the door smartly open, “it’s snowing again, isn’t it? How lovely! Christmas always has twice the thrill when it snows sometime dur­ ing the day! Well, good night. I’ll be ready at eleven.” So they started to sing again, dis­ covering a lot of sweet old Christmas songs they all knew. A little after eight Gideon rose. “Friends. I’ve got to tear myself away,” he said. “I have a service at nine. I came here originally to get recruits for it, but I haven’t the heart to tear you apart on Christmas night. Though it would be great to have that last song repeated, and if the doctor would come too he and Ted and I could do the trio!” “He wasn’t going to ask us! No, he hasn’t the heart to tear us away! And yet he’s fixed it all up us to be on the program!” laughed the doc­ tor. “But friend, you’re going to have the surprise of your life. We’re going, of course, aren’t we, Betty?” “Oh!” said Betty both eagerness and withdrawal fighting for the mas­ tery in her eyes. Marjorie passed her brother as he was coming down the stairs, a kind of triumph in his tread. “Is Betty going?” she whispered as she passed. “I don’t dare ask,” he grinned back. “Leave it to Doc. Perhaps he can work the trick!” But Betty was flying as fast as any of them to get ready. Here was a chance to go out with a good-look­ ing young man and wear her new fur coat and her grey hat, and Betty was not the one to turn that down, even if it -was vice in a little chapel! By common went -with Betty. It was a beautiful service. There was singing and prayer, wonderful tender prayer from both the minister and people. ‘There was a heart­ searching talk from Gideon Reaver pressing home the Lord Jesus was born and suffered and died him. And then after another brief prayer Gideon called quartette, and Ted calmly arose and led the way to the front. Marjorie as she walked behind him marveled at his coolness, his reverent attitude as if he were a young priest going to perform his duty at the altar. She found herself a little nervous about Betty. But Betty came, and her alto was deep and sweet. They they went home with the memory of the little chapel in its gala greenery, and the sweet songs, the tender looks on faces, the Chris­ tian testimonies with -which the meet­ ing closed, all a holy beautiful end­ ing to a day that had been wonder­ ful from start to finish. Marjorie lay awake for a long time and thought it over, step by step, thrilling anew at the memory. There was just one part she forget to re­ view, and that was the interlude in which Evan Brower figured. And none the least among her memories was that of Gideon Reaver ' Betty lay beside her, eyes staring Wide ahead at the blank wall of the room in the darkness. Betty was thinking of the look on the doctor’s face when he said, “Something real about this place!” Wondering about the doctor, thinking of all the fun he had made for them during the afternoon and evening. Contrasting it with a few experiences in her mea­ ger past that she had called “good times.” and you ask the quick look of | been no askin, “Well.” said the doctor. “I can al­ ways tell that this one is Betty, but I’m not always so sure which one the other one is!” They all laughed heartily at that. It was a delightful occasion, ana everyone enjoyed it to the full. Strange to say neither doctor nor minister seemed leave. By this time friends, having tastes in common. The doctor had in­ quired where Gideon preached, and l Gideon had suggested that he’d bet- ■ ter come over his way and open an s office. The doctor said he’d think j about it, and Betty told him they were going to move back there and needed to have their doctor handy. He said he didn’t know but he would look into it. Suddenly Gideon turned around to them all. “Now, why don’t we have a little sing?” he said. “Christmas isn’t com­ plete without carols.” It was just as they were singing that last line of “Silent Night” that Evan Brower walked contemptuous­ ly up the narrow steps, and failing to identify the small insignificant doorbell in the darkness gave a thun­ derous knock on the door. Coming as it did into the sweet­ ness of that “Silent, holy night,” of long ago, it was somewhat of a shock. Ted snapped on the lights and opened the door, and there stood a tall haughty young man. “Does this happen to be number 1465 Aster street?” he said. Ted nodded gravely. “Is Miss Wetherill here?” “Wetherill ” Ted hesitated about to say no, then suddenly it dawned upon him again and he took a deep breath like one about to re­ linquish something precious and an­ swered with dignity: “She is.” Then he added with what was almost haughtiness in his voice, “Won’t you come in?” Evan Brower stepped into the • house leaving the taxi throbbing out­ side, and looked ' and the equally searchingly like battle. But Marjorie, trifle heightened, came forward at once. “Why, Evan,” she said pleasantly, “this certainly is a surprise!” She presented them one by one as they ■were standing about in the ■ doorway, and each bowed courteous- 1 ly, trying to veil their disappoint­ ment at the interlude in their pleas­ ant evening. But Evan Brower merely acknowledged the introduc- ; tions by a level stare at each and the slightest possible inclination of his head. “And won’t ou come in and meet my mother?” went on Marjorie blithely, though she wasn’t sure from the look in Evan Brower’s eye whether he was going to follow her or not. Marjorie led the way to the couch, and Evan Brower relucantly stepped a few feet nearer and inclined his head again at Mrs. Gay. “I came,” said he to Marjorie in a rudely lowered tone, “to take you out this evening. Can you get your wraps and go at once? Will you need to change?” He glanced down at her pretty knitted dress with annoyance. This “I came away. I had to. I felt that you needed my protection and I had something to say to you.” He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a tiny velvet case, of the color of violets. She looked at it and an anxiety entered her soul. “Open it!” he said, “I want to watch your face when you see it.” (To be Continued) about the tiny hall, tiny parlor beyond, a warhorse out for her color perhaps a just a religious ser- old despised common consent the doctor just for tender for his of all kinds Professional Cards sweet silence that had settled over them all. This minister certainly was a rare one. How great for Ted to have such a man for a friend! As the heads were lifted the doc­ tor shot a Quick keen glance at the minister across from him. But it was If you ate suddenly attacked with diarrhcea, dysentery, colic, cramps or pains in the stomach or bowels, or any looseness of the bowels do not waste valuable time, but at once pro­ cure a bottle of Dr. Fowler’s Ex­ tract of Wild Strawberry and see how quickly it will give you relief. When you use <fDt. 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Cromarty, R. 1 T. BALLANTYNE ... Woodham, R. 1 AGENTS JOHN ESSERY ................ Centralia ALVIN L. HARRIS ..... Mitchell R. 1 THOS. SCOTT .................. Cromarty SECRETARY-TREASURER B. W. F. BEAVERS .............. Exeter GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Exeter Lumber Shingles Our Prices are the Lowest they have been for several years. If you are building it will pay you to call and get prices. Just think Matched Lumber at $35.00 per M. feet A. J. CLATWORTHY Phdne 12 Granton We Deliver The Sky-Lino Trail Hikers and Trail Riders of the Canadian Rockies will share with golden eagles and White mountain goats the glaciers, mile-high alpine meadows and scenic beauties of two of the loveliest sections of the Canadian Rockies on their annual outings this summer. Starting each year from Banff Springs Hotel, the Riders on sure­ footed mountain ponies, the Hikers on foot, explore new sec­ tions of the Rodkiefl, Carefree days are passed camera-hunting big game, lisliing in virgin lakes, roaming in alpine gardens, moun­ tain Climbing, of basking in the sun, roused from lethargy only by the incantations performed thrice daily by the Cook. The Trail Riders Will leave Banff Springs Hotel early Friday, July* 28, riding in easy stages over the scenic High Line to Moraine Lake in the Valley of the Teh Peaks, where they will hold their dosing Pow-Wow on the evening at Tuesday, August 1. A day’s rest in a most interesting location is provided enroute. The Hikers will make headquar­ ters at a central camp in beautiful Ptarmigan Valley north of Lake Louise, August 4-7, and spend their time exploring the high country. 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