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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1943-01-28, Page 7k THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE, THURSDAY MORNING, JANUARY 28th, 1943 “Secrets in Love” by Phyllis Moore GalUgher snap you something I’m going Maybe for salesgirls in one too few. on acount of dresses at a Connecticut elfin and green of her tiny “Where is Duncan?” she frankly. “After all, he is the de Resistance of this trek Mjssed at tlip Office For three days noxv, all yesterday morping, yesterday afternoon, all this, morning, he had gone in and out of Peg’s office. He had stood at her vacant desk and hud seen her In a dozen different poses there, looking up at him with those blue­ black eyes, chexving nervously on the rubber of a pencil when she couldn’t add up a column of figures, and the frightened look that came over her small lovely face when old Neb son stalked up to her desk and rais­ ed the roof over some mistake she had made. She never seemed to real­ ize that if she smiled at old Nelson, if she so much as let tears wash the surface of her eyes, the old man xvould have guttled off in a 'thawed- out panic. Night before last Hewitt had left the office early,. At the door Nelson had told him that Peg wouldn’t be able to see signed her wasn’t well, ried about got to go up to New York tonight, Gill, You look in on the kid first chance you get. Be sure that aunt of hers gets the right doctor to go ovei* her.” He had scribbled some names on a slip of paper. “These doctors are all first class. Give that to Mehalie. And tell her that if she doesn't have Peg hack on her feet and in this office in less than a month I’ll . . . bah!’’ He had stuffed the slip of paper in his pocket and had gone on out. He hadn’t intended to take it to Peg. He would 'mail it, for he never intended to see Peg again, told xvell his one parked there in the shadows of those rambling, gracious homes where he was so often entertained. Had look­ ed at the acreage where he planned to build his«feown home some day. When the partnership xvas a sure thing and when people weren’t so scared about business and political conditions. “A smart man marries the kind of xvoman who helps him rise in the xvorld,” he had told himself looking very hard at the spot where he meant his home to stand. “A fa­ mous statesman’s daughter, some one like Thalia Polk, who has mon­ ey and the right social advantages.” (To be continued) *|C5 ypadc Arsn ,1 Canada is to have standard flour hmm and iStandard; bread, -Canadian mills Harry, 10-year-old son of Mrs. I will not be allowed to use more than I, Beaver, of the London Road north 5 pounds of Spring wheat or mure had his left hand badly mangled]'than £75 pounds of Winter wheat when it eaught in the root pulper. Iti to produce 1A5 pounds of flour, was found necessary to amputate the middle finger. IMiss Stella Dearing is spending a holding services in the schoolrooms, few weeks in Detroit and other parts ] there is no fire in the Town Hall, Of Michigan visiting relatives and ’ kitchen ranges are allowed to go out friends. * at night and eoal xvhich arrived O Mr. JU C. Rivers is installing a (Monday has been dealt QUt in small pew frigidaire system for his butch--lots. er shop, which will do away with in­ conveniences of ice, He is also en- larging his refrigerator -capacity. Mr. Frank Weeks, of Virden, Man, left on Wednesday for his home after visiting with relatives in town. A drizzling rain fell on evening and everything was with a thin Southcott play a twig weeks ago trees and shrubs were in bud. Mr, J, A« Stewart picked a branch from a lilac bush, and put it in the house in water. It is now in full bloom, Mr, W. A, Wise, who held the position of manager -of the' S. M. 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You’ll be delighted how quickly you’ll feel like a new person, happy and well again, 25c, 50c. iiiiinniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiihu They were prjdeful pictures, They weren’t a thing like .the Peg son, who stood here in this with her heart thumping, gjipg of gladness and hope eyes, her face burningly hot and knees so xveak beneath her that coiild hardly stand, Hewitt steed very close to her, he was being careful not to touch her. She xvas aware that he wanted to, “Peg, why did you run out on us at the office?” ' She reached in the refrigerator and took out a boxvl of oranges and carefully placed them on the sink. She said, with a calmness that she was far from feeling: “Because I opened the stairway-shaft door. I saw you kissing Thalia Polk on the steps. I thought I never wanted to see you again.” Hewitt said evenly, “So that was it.’’ And for a ‘moment he said noth­ ing else. He took a long time light­ ing a cigarette, in deciding on a place to toss the match. “And I don’t suppose it xvjll do a bit of good to say that it didn’t mean anything, xvill it, Peg?” Peg was fumbling in a drawer for' a knife now. She didn’t look up because suddenly ’her eyes xvere shut against tears. “Just xvhat mean, Hexvitt?” “Nothing,” he said flatly, that she has an' exciting That she wanted me to kiss her. That I’ve kissed her before. A great many times. But that was before I met you, Peg. My kissing Thalia then or noxv has had nothing to do xvith love, Peg. Not being a man you probably xvon’t understand that.” Peg was still fumbling blindly in the drawer. Hewitt came up behind her, reached past her and picked a bread knife from the mass of cut­ lery which she had .thoroughly con­ fused in her blind plucking. He cut the oranges in half for her, reached up on the shelf and brought down a glass juicer. “Where’s the pitcher?” he said. Peg took an orangeade set from the glass cupboard. She took it over >to Hewitt' and put it on the sink, “We’ll need some sugar and some ice cubes,”-, she said. “You’ll like our cubes, Hexvitt. I put a little disc in the xvater and it turns them pink and blue.” And she would have moved away. But Hewitt had her xvrist. He was pulling her .to him. “Why are xve fooling xvith this damned orange5 ade? Why are xve acting like two people who aren’t sure of them- , selves? Of what they xvant? How ’can xve be doing something xvith oranges when we xvant to be in each other’s arms? . . When we’ve go.t to be. Oh, Peg . .” Then his arms xvent around her, holding hei* close to him. His lips were on the curve of her throat, her cheek, the light brown cloud of her hair. He xvent on, huskily: “Peg, I never knew quite how much I cared until I spent two whole days xvithout even seeing yo.u. Oh, I know we’ve been separated before. When I xvent axvay on business. But this wasn’t the same. This time it xvas you who were gone . .” He paused a moment, draxving her closer. “Peg, when will you marry me? Tonlight? Tomoroxvj?” But she didn't have a chance to answer. His lips were on hers. CHAPTER XIII Patter- kitchen min- her her she a ih but Monday covered 50 YEARS AGO have been creditably inform- him, that she had re­ position because she Mr, Nelson was wor« Peg. He said: “I’ve coating of ice. Brothers have Of lilac in bloom, A few during the mild spell on dis- of Wihgham, will a foundry plant northern part of phenomenal sight MISS A. CARROLL BURIED AILSA CRAIG— The funeral of Miss Annie Carroll -took place from the funeral home of T. Stephenson and ’Son tn Carlisle Cemetery. As an, orphan she came to Canada front her native England when four years of age. The greater part of her long life was spent in McGillivray Township and Ailsa Craig where she had many, friends. Eight years of her later life were spent as cook at the residence of John Smallman, London. Rev, John Pollock, of the Presbyterian church, conducted the services. The pallbearers were David Thirwall, Donald Stewart, John Reid, Paris Anderson, Fraser MacFarlane and Donald Cree. beautiful different were in Williams We fed, that the Old foundry buildings have been purchased and that the Murray Brothers, move here with Shortly, Citizens in the town witnessed a on Tuesday night, A meteor was seen to descend from the heavens within a few feet of the ground then arise and burst as a rocket display­ ing some of the most colors. Representatives of five Mill Furnishing Companys town interviexving Messrs, and Rollins regarding machines for1 th$ nexv mill. . Ed Willis commenced to learn the art of barbering on Monday with Mr. A. Hastings. We are having a very severe win­ ter. Petroleum has been discovered at Hariover. A local for water, found of oil. 25 YEARS AGO then Joan added, giggling, “Just what is 2 per cent of 100 simoleons, Peg. I’ve neglected my higher mathematics no end’” Peg grinned. “You got me, pal. Once1 over ten with my hands in mittens I'm a washout,” “Toes aren’t any good either,” mourned Joan, “You cant wiggle- ’em one at a time. If you could you wouldn’t have to worry about work, Barnum & Bailey xvould up—just like that," Presently Joan was at dow, looking down upon little street. The city snow now like a party dress. She was saying, softly: “There's about Georgetown, Peg. to be happy here, Peg, the first time in my life," She wheeled around and leaned back a little against the window, the sun making a fire of her hair, some­ thing body, asked, piece south.” Peg told her about Duncan, paled visibly and one small fingered the base of her throat. She didn’t say very much, Just: “Duncan isn’t a drinking guy. Maybe blonde femme fatale curled up nicely pedicured toes and died, Duncan xvent off on a binge to get. I hope that explains it." Peg grinned and then suddenly she wasn’t grinning at all. Aunt Mehalie xvas calling from the bot­ tom of the stair-well. Aunt Me­ halie xvas saying in her thin little voice: “Peg! P-e-g! Mr. Gill is down here. Can yo.u see him noxv?” Joan bit her loxver lip. “Enter trouble for Anthony,” she said soft ly to herself. And then, “Peg, if you could have seen Anthony’s face the other night at 'the Embassy xvhen you xvere dancing xvith this Gill party . .” She didn’t go on. Peg xvas no longer in the room. Peg sped down the stairs lightly, her heart kicking against her side. In the front IJving room she could see Hexvitt waiting by the mantel, his hands dug doxvn deep in his pockets, his shoulders hunched up a little. As she neared the living room she was so excited she xvas uncertain of herself. But there was one thing she xvas certain of: She didn’t xvant to .see Hexvitt in that living room xvith Anthony standing tall and blond and scowling by the xvindoxv; xvith Aunt Mehalie sitting prim and stiff by the open fire. She couldn’t say anything there but the most banal things, a conversation that xvould include them all. She paused by the door. She said, “Hexvitt , . ” in a small, choked voice and found herself utterly un­ able to go on. on, because sxviftly, came straight to ■ her. her cold little hands and fiercely tight in his own dark eyes searching in that moment she Joan hand the her and for- He had himself, “I’m glad she quit. I'm out of that.” He had got in car and had driven out into of the beautiful suburbs. Had Calif as—Jones—At the parsonage 80 Askin Street, by Rev. Dr, Dougall on January 9, Mr, Edwin Calif as, of Fillmore, Sask,, to Miss Nellie Clara Jones daughter of Mr. Henry Jones, London Road, south. Mr. Bert Gillies was home from Cobourg this week on his last leave before going to the east coast. Mr. Hubert Jones left Thursday of this week for Toronto, to join the University Infantry Corps for seas service. The newspapers are a few late this week owing to the affecting the railway service. ‘Mail carriers have been prevented from making their trips on Saturday and Monday. Mr. Joseph Sutton, had his knee and leg badly wrenched while- work­ ing at the salt works. firm while indications boring of the did it STAFFA YOUNG PEOPLE GUESTS AT CROMARTY over- McGillivray township LOSES RESPECTED SON callers at his hospitable twice married. His first War has created 0 SAYS PLEASURE DRIVING IN CANADA TO END APRIL 1 j, F, Rolfe Manager* “except mouth. hours storm her for- but the to -speak you can’t going to -through the dining pantry, switched on was peering blindly Staffa Crom- 0ft rfctfcve fdi “It was a pushover, Peg. A man came barging up He said, 'What is yOur imiss?’ And I said 'Drink­ flinging woo, but at the She didn’t have to go Hewitt looked up, were McGillivray Fred Neil. The act- were Fred Fenton, Lin. ’Craven, Geo. ■g- existence “ 2 P.^ s ye th, ihic Joan Conies punpan had been right. It was Joan Covington xvho had come in. Joan xyas looking into (Anthony's gpim face, into Aunt Mehalife’s tired eyes, into Peg's puzzled gaze,x She Was standing in the midst of striped airplane luggage, a saucy little green hat on her curls, her tiny body neatly molded in green serge. She said, gazing at the curibusly drawn faces before her: ‘‘Well, after all, don’t overdo things. I’m not a visiting Princess, you know. I don’t rate all this kiss­ ing and hugging and generally Scrouging about. I’m merely Joan Covington, xvho has been tossed out of school on an A.W.O.L. charge, xvho has had a very unpleasant ses­ sion xvith Uncle Nathaniel and who decided that 570,261 the United States were Noxv there are 570,2 62 I got me a job selling swank little shop on Avenue. I attended to that little item before I barged over here. I had 'to be sure I could pay Aunt Mehalie $40 a month board—pro­ vided she’ll have me. You see, Uncle Nathaniel has now cut me off xvithout a sou!” And when no one spoke, Joan grinned. “Hey, snap out of it,” she laughed. “This isn’t my body that has been carried in on a stretcher or something. I came in on my own power. Honest.” CHAPTER XII Anthony was the first to Joan. He said: “Joan, do this. Of course I’m hustle you in a plane and ship you straight back to New York. Joan said hotly: “You’re going to do nothing of the sort. I was 18 this morning. That 'makes me of age in Washington.” Then she came up to (Anthony and began fid­ geting with his coat lapel. “You might just as well take this in your stride, so.ur-puss,” she said softly. “I’m here and I’m staying. Some people take fifty years to find out xvhat they want in life. It took me only seventeen. I don’t xvant any part of a finishing school. I don’t xvant to "stand in a receiv­ ing line beside Uncle Nathaniel and Aunt Bess while they introduce me to New York. I don’t want to carry a muff of gardenias and weai’ a big flowing organdy skirt' and to say all the right things at the right times. I’d absolutely cringe with hypocrisy. Look, Anthony, you’re hitch-hiking your xvay down the road you xvant to go. Why haven’t I that same right?” They could do nothing about Joan’s determination and they knexv it. Aunt Mehalie xvas the first to melt perceptibly. She went over to Joan and put her thin little arms around her. “For an old spinster,” she said, xvaveringly, “I’m doing right well in the children line. You’re welcome, darling . . if An­ thony will let you s4ay.” Anthony did let her stay. “Girls in their teens are certainly weazel- xvits,” was hoxv he summed it .up. Peg shoxved Joan to her room and the little red-head fluttered around it, delighted. “They’re wearing hoop-skirts again this xvinter,” she said, brightly. “They’ll go perfect in this house xvith its newel-posts and its Colonial fireplaces and all these'precious old antiques.” Then Peg wanted to know how she managed to get a job so soon. “I’ve got to ‘start; looking for one myself on Monday,” she explained. “I don’t know typing, either. Not yet.’ Joan wrinkled her nose impishly. She said, Honestly, to me. pleasure, ing and inoment I’m looking for a job.’ That xvas about all. I got the job finally. Eighteen a ■ week, commissions thrown in. I’ve always hated sales­ girls who plunked Something on you that was made to fit Omar the Tent­ maker aftd then went off into agonies of delight over how you looked. But I get it noxv, I expect to Swoon about fifty times a day henceforth, simply overcome at the xvay Pierre’s custo­ mers look in Pierre’s creations. Commissions, my dear, is the ans- xver, The good old 2 per cent.” And He took held them palms, his face. And got everything else in the world his hands and his eyes and sharp, sweet song of her blood. But she couldn’t just stand here like this; she had to say something. She said, a little weakly, not look­ ing at Anthony pr Aunt Mehalie . . conscious, too, that she was being ill-bred and rude in not including them in her words: “I have to make £(ome—some orangeade fojr Joan. .You’ll excuse me, xvon’t you . . for just a moment?” Her cheeks stung xvith .the ob­ viousness of that and went on burn­ ing as Hexvitt said: “May I help?” “Why Certainly,” she said. “If you’d like.’ She hurried room into 'the the light and into the refrigerator xvhen Hewitt came up behind her. She xvas think­ ing excitedly. “I’m not doing any of the things I thought I’d do when I saw Hewitt again. For I had to see him again, of course.” She was remembering that in the three days that had just passed she had seen herself meeting Hexvitt on ■the street, passing him with a cold, disdainful little nod. She had seen herself answering the telephone, heard herself sayin'g: “I’m terribly sorry) Hfewitt, but I’m dated up for this week . . A Help to Those Who Are Past Middle Age When men and Women get past middle age their energy and activity, in many instances, begin to de­ cline, and their general vitality is on the wane. Little ailments and sicknesses seem harder to shake off than formerly* and* here ana there, evidences of a breakdoxvn begin to appear. , ile time those wishing to help maintain their health and vigour Should take a course of Milburn’s Health and Nerve Pills. They help tone up and inxngorato the patient by their tonic action on the system., ’ Price 50ft a box, 05 pills, at all drug counters. Look for our trade mark a “Red Heart” on the package. Tho T. Milburn Co,, Limited, Toronto. Ont. A joint meeting of the Young People’s Society and arty young people was held on Sun­ day evening January 17, in- the base­ ment of the church. The meeting was presided over by Wilma Ham­ ilton. The scripture lesson was read by Hazel Hamilton "and the topic “Watch Ye” by Carter KerslaJke. A short story was read by Gordon Houghton. A duet was rendered by Wilma Hamilton and Violet Quance. THROAT. ror common ordinary sore throat Six months ago xvhen Otto Nel­ son had told Hewitt Gill that his goddaughter had lost her parents in an automobile accident, that she xvas coming up from Richmond to live with a spinster aunt in George­ town and that she would work in his office, Hexvitt had had no more interest in Peg Patterson that he did in Doris Murphy or Maizie Darton, xvhich was virtually none. They were all just girls in the office, working forxa living. He had been a little surprised to discover, hoxvever/ that the old man’s goddaughter was slim and aristocratically beautiful aftd spoke with a voice that was oddly stirring, soft and Southern. But even more surprising was her influence over old Nelson. Otto Nelson xvas hard-boiled, gruff, cold and undemonstrative. He had never married. He was set in his ways, and at 70 was Stubborn, unreasonable and often cantank­ erous. He xvas the devil to get along with in tfie office. And yet, in one of his very infrequent confidences, he had said xvith his face more gen­ tle than Gill had fever remembered seeing it before: “If I have a weak spot for any one in this wferld, it’s Peg Patterson, Why, ever since she Was a little tike with long fair pig­ tails and’ xvide blue eyes that iofeked straight at you and that yen weren’t fit same world With her There had been hour’s talk like that, he had not expected that one day he xvould ask Reg Patterson to marry. him. Even yesterday he had not' thought that ho Would, The township of iMoGillivary lost one of its best known and most high­ ly respected sons in the death of James Dixon, at the age of 65, after an illness of several years, He was the youngest of a family, of six born to the late William and Elizabeth (Morgan) Dixon of the fourth con­ cession, near McGuire, and spent his whole life in that immediate neighbourhood. He was an energetic and thrifty farmer and stock man, a kindly neighbour and a public spirited citizen. He was tax collector for his township for 2i2 years, for many years on the executive of the Liberal party in his district, a mem­ ber of Mars Hill Cemetery Board, and for 16 years a trustee in his own school section. He was a great lover of flowers and particularly of dah­ lias and the hundreds of blooms on his choice plants were a delight Bo the many home. (He was wife, Elizabeth Carter, died in 1'930', and two years later he married Beatrice Hill Hawkey, who survives. Two brothers, Edward and John, and one sister, Mrs. Cook (Annie) also survive. He had no children, but for many years he made a home for James and Marguerite Sigswortn, and for the last fexy years for his great-nephew, Jimmy Chambers, as well as his step-son, Jack Hawkey, now serving overseas. The funeral service .at the home was conducted by Rev. L. H. Turner of Brinsley United Church, assisted by Rev. Duncan. McTavish of Lon­ don, a former minister and warn! personal friend. Duets were sung by Mr. and iMrs, L. Craven, and also by Rev. iL. and Mrs. Turner. The honor­ ary pallbearers council and Mr. ive pallbearers Wm. Patterson, Lee, Irwin Scott and W©s Revin; ton. Flower bearers were six nep­ hews, Wilfred, George and Murray Dixon, Will Cook, Ferguson McGuire and Jack Langford, interment was in St, James’ Cemetery, Clandeboye. an unprecedented demand for telephones. At the same time, it has diverted large quantities of telephone materials and equip ment to war purposes—both in our factories and our armed forces IS that it is no longer possible to satisfy all civilian demand for new installa­ tions. Even when new telephones must be installed, the choice of instruments and services is limited. made you feel to live lit the h a whole half Rut even then A recent report from the Toronto Telegram says that pleasure driving by Canadian motorists is expected to be “completely abolished” under a proposed new system of gasoline rationing ‘which will come into .af-1 fact April 1. “Details of the hew rationing ‘re­ gulations are lacking and officials of the oil control offices in Toronto and Ottawa refuse to discuss what form new rationing laws will take,” The Telegram said. a telephone user, you can help to safeguard tele­ phone service in the interests of Canada’s war effort by care­ fully observing these wartime telephone tactics:— le • Buy War Savings Stamps and Certificates Regularly, ‘ Itlti* Usp Xt uf. ",jv. thl