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THE EXETER TJMEMDVQCATE, THURSDAY MORNING, MARCH 11th, 1943 Page?
“Secrets in Love”
by Phyllis Moore Gallagher
The flame of duty,, of patriotism
of loyalty had purified that horrible
moment and all the others, had
burnt out the shame of what she.had
done, She had been a soldier, too,
.fighting for her country, risking her
life, gladly giving it if it became
necessary. . • •
Facing Death
And she had known what it was
to send a message across the border
that the enemy were massing out
side the village in thousands for a
religious service, for planes to come
and wipe them out.
She had experienced the sensa
tion of being told that some of the
wounded men wanted to go to the
service and as a nurse she must ac
company them in the hospital am
bulance. She had gone bravely,
riding to almost certain oblivion.
She had seen her own country’s
planes circling above that mass c_
soldiers, spitting
them.
But the glorious
tyr, or an Edith
been for her. She had been destined
to live; to see a sort of peace that'
wasn’t a peace at all in the world. I
She had been destined to live and|tails ha{j nQt nei.t ____
to marry Stefan Greigg, whose eyes * recognized her somehow, despite the
j disguise.
That night she and Emmanuel had
flown to Chicago, had disposed of
the ipapers. They couldn’t understand
why they hadn't been followed.
Card in Code j
Emmanuel reached over and took
Nadeja’s hand in his. He held her
fingers tightly in his cold palm, the
1 massive gold ring she wore with a
serpent coiling over the green stone
bit against her flesh,
“Our luck will change,
think we’ll get the card
■ how. We have to. We’re
we do. After all, the
the outside of the card was in code
It would be difficult for any one but
us to decode it. And unless they
managed that they wouldn’t know
about tearing the sides apart and
finding what is really important in
side. When I’m. up and around I’ll
find a way to make Margaret Pat
terson tell what she knoWs and . .”
His voice cut off sharply. Nadeja
"went rigid in her chair. They both
' ” '• heads simultaneously
and looked ,at the door. The knock
da/kily handsome as that first day came again and still they did not
when she had met him in the Musee move. And then there was a voice.
Grevin in Paris. I
She said then: “Do you feel strong}
enough now to tell me what hap-;
pened, Emmanuel?” j
What Happened
He told her everything that had happened at the little house in I
Georgetown. "Luck has been stead-1
ily against me in Washington,” he.
said, evenly. "You failed utterly]
with Duncan Patterson . .” . I
Nadeja winced a little.
Patterson was her first failure.
had been in love with her—but not
enough; not with the blind madness
that men had once loved her. She
blamed it on her age, the realization
that beneath her careful make-up
there was no power of beauty she
had once possessed.
"Duncan Patterson could have'
been useful to us,” Emmanuel was'
saying, bitterly. "He had the files
of the Munition Building at his
fingertips, information concerning
experiments at Wright Field, his
own inventions. There was a for-|
tune in it for us, bpt you muffed it
somehow. And I’m not at all sure
that he wasn’t using you. How did,
Margaret Patterson know what was
in your gold chatelaine that night
if there wasn’t a leak somewhere?
When Nadeja opened her lips to
hotly deny that, Emmanuel went on
quickly: "W'e eliminated Paul
Stranyan and the waiter. There was
no one else but Margaret Patterson
Who could have got it.”v
Nadeja bit her lower lip. “If we
hadn’t had to leave the city because
of pedro Gonzales. things would
have gone better for us. We lost
so much valuable time, Emmanuel.
But there wasn’t anything else we
could do tinder the circumstances*”
For one moment she closed her side; I could hear some of the things
eyes. She could see very plainly] they said. It seems they’re aresting
the two Gonzales brothers in their the Damaras on the house-breaking
•f"nbout the spy angle?”
Anthony said: “They’ll be booked
on the felony charge and held on
suspicion as spies until all the evi
dence against them is gathered/’
Joan said? “But spies are peace
time, Tony. Wfhat on earth do they
do?”
“Plenty/* said Anthony. “For ex
ample, spies know that even if the
United States isn’t actually at war,
that if they don’t send an expedition
ary force as they did in *17, we’ll
still be a potent factor in the next
war through the munitions and sup
plies we'll furnish.
“So you see, any possible enemy
wants to know our sources of electric
power to run munition factories;
i they want to know as much as pos-
! sible about the factories themselves
j which might be quickly converted
to the making of munitions; they
I have undoubtedly charted all rail-
Jroad junctions through which muni-
- tions would flow so that they might
be destroyed,
“They want to know the location
of our chemical plants, Of course,
it goes without saying that they are
eternally active trying to ferret
our latest improvements in war
1 chines and weapons.”
They are at the curb then,
Anthony was whistling
through his teeth for a cab.
one slid up to them he helped Peg
and Joan in and stood for a moment
leaning against the door.
“You girls have done a nice piece
of work for your country,” he said.
“If you'd been trained in espionage
you couldn’t have handled it better.
It's the wildest, damned thing stum
bling on a set-up like this and out
witting and experienced pair like the
Damaras.” He grinned at them.
“And without trying, too! I expect
the Damaras are fully convinced at
this point that Peg is in the pay of
the United States Government.”
Then Anthony turned to the cab
driver and gave Aunt Mehalie’s ad
dress. He said, paternally: “Drive
carefully, .please. The streets are
getting pretty sltiddy with the snow
freezing on the surface like this.”
■
Lieut. O’Hagan also enlisted as a
private at Nlasara-on-the-Lake* He’
was formerly a newspapei’ reporter
in Philadelphia. /
Lieut. Mathews joined the
ian Active Army when big unit was:
mobilized. j
Lieut* High, who wortoed his way
up through the ranks to become Act
ing Gompany Quartermaster
eant, enlisted in June, 1940.
a native of Louth Township,
coin. Last year he married
Phyllis Cox, of Toronto.
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charge, that they’re waiting now for
an ambulance to take Dr. Damara to
the hospital. Under guard, of course,
Nadeja, however, goes to jail as an
accomplice,
“What in the world is it all about,
Peg? When it comes to figuring
in*
But
been so1 it seems I certainly started some-
Gonzales thing when I followed that lug.”
iPeg said; “Anthony believes they,
trailing are spies, Joan,” Then she told her!
knowing about Nadeja Damara’s gold chate
j laine, what had happened at Aunt
> Mehalie’s earlier in the evening.
“Imagine!” finished Peg in wonder
ing amazement. “All that time you
had the card!”
Joan’s eyes widened.. She clicked
her small tongue against her teeth.
“Well, I’m damned!”
“Isn’t this something.”
suddenly very-grave;
think Duncan was mixed up in this
business in anyway that will get him
into trouble?”
“I don’t doubt Nadeja had some!
use for .Duncan,” Peg said thought
fully. But whatever it was, she
probably failed. Mother used to say
that our great-great-grandfather
was a Vermonter and that the Yan-
1 kee strain had lain dormant until
Duncan was born. She believed
firmly that Duncan was a throwback
: on that New England branch in every
. way. I’m quite sure Nadeja Damara
for all her influence over him, didn’t
know, of course, but I imagine Dun-1
can stopped seeing her recently be-
} cause he suspected something. Or
t maybe she gave him the air because
she wasn’t getting to first base. I—”,
} -But Peg didn't go in. An ambu
lance siren shrie'kied through the
■ night air. The long gray car flashed
} up to the hotel and careened sharply
L past Peg and Joan into the alley.
L A few seconds later, the Black Maria
from the police department turned
' into the alley, too.
Joan grabbed Peg’s arm. “Come
, on,” she said excitedly. “I couldn’t
, bear to miss the second curtain/
stupid wild pur
face of her re
fool, of course,
old woman dis-
garage, Pedro realized too late the
Valuable information she had stolen
put of hi? safe, his
Suit of her ip the
volver.
She had been a
to have worn the
guise again. But then a great many 1 this out, I have a very low IQ, mistakes are made in this danger-1 deed, I’m completely stymied,
ous business and she had
sure that Pedro and Raoul
had left the city,
Then, that afternoon
Margaret Patterson, not
she was Duncan Patterson's sister,
she had been vaguely aware of some
one shadowing her. She had follow
ed Margaret Petterson inside the of
fice building, had located the Qtto
Nelson brokerage
through which the
peared. She had
that this was where
K1 had taken the elevator to the base-
death down on
death of a mar-
Cavell, had not
Public iRelatipn? ArW I
office door,
girls had disap-
satisfied herself
she worked. She
' ment, ad wound around through
dark corridors and finally out an
alley entrance.
She had shaken pedro Gonzales;-
but not for Jong. There was a note
• that night in her box at the hotel.
I That casual little invitation asking
! Nadeja and Emmanuel in for cock-
, Pedro had
had blotted out everything else in-
life, whose hands had found her soul
something of wax which could be|
molded into any distortion he de-i
as
in
to
toefforts
this, no
Foi’ she
of an in-
vulturous
sired. He was now known
Emmanuel. To fall so hopelessly
love that .he could persuade her
join him in his loathesome
make a fortune.
There was no glory in
fierce burning patriotism,
and Emmanuel were two
ternational organization, a
organization, that spied not for pa
triotism but for money; who ped
dled their information to the coun-j
try most interested and willing to
pay the highest price.
Emmanuel opened his eyes then
and Nadeja brushed a cold hand
across hei' forehead as if to wipe
away her thoughts. She said softly:
"Feeling better, Stefan?” and hardly
realized that she had called him by
that long-lost name.
He said, weekly: "Some. The
whisky helped. I’ll be all right in
a few days.”Looking at him, ISfadeja felt her turned ,their
heart begin to stir. He was still-a's and Rebel e.
gruffly commanding:
"This is the police.
door.”
And then,
And then
Peg, do you
He said:
Nadeja. I
back! some-
stuck until
message on
Open the
CHATTER XXII
never
stood
down
(To be continued)
AFTERWARD Peg could
remember just how long she
there, with shivers running
her spine. It would seem likie one
J minute—and then again like endless,
anxious hours—since Anthony and
I the six powerfully built policemen
uncan I had tramped down the alley running
j alongside the hotel and into the
I shabby building.
Anthony had refused to let her ac
company them. He had told her
sternly: “I’m going to send Joan
’ down here, Peg. She’ll probably balk
j because she won’t want to miss the
1 fireworks. But you can never tell
what might happen.? Then he had
gone and hours later—or minutes—
Joan had come out of the
trance.
She came through the
door, hair flaming back
ears and her brow.
I thought Peg,
into a sou’wester.
What Joan Heard
“Anthony doesn’t know the first
thing about being a white man,”
Joan Said furiously. He wouldn’t
let me stay. But I got in on a little
of it, anyhow. He started me down
the steps, but the minute he turned
around I raced back up again. I saw
that blond floozie, Nadeja, when she
opened the door. She lookled like
some one who had been Sitting up
six nights figuring out ways to end
it all.
“When Tony and the cops went in
to the room and closed the door, I
slipped down the hall and stood out-
front en-
swinging
from her
She looked,
as if she were heading
J
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Garage Mystery Cleared
Nor were they the only ones who
had the bright idea. People began
swarming off the street and down in
to the narrow alley. .By the time the
internes-had brought out the stretch
er with a dark man swathed in sheet
ing, the alley was jammed with the:
curious. Behind that lugubrious pro
cession came Nadeja Damara, her
face partially covered with the velvet,
hood of an evening wrap. She moved}
into the police patrol without aid, |
with the proud rigidity of a noble
woman stepping into a trumbrel.
Anthony came out last. When he
saw Peg and Joan in the alley court,
he pressed through the crowd, joined
them and ran a protective arm
through theirs. •
As'fhe began hurrying them out in
to the street, he said: Well, I
guess that’s that. Now I’m going to
put you two brats into a cab and send
you home. I’ve got to get in touch
with our Military Intelligence right-
away. They’ll want to search that
room and they’ll want to study that
card. They will also be very interest
ed in something I saw in that room.
A gray wig and cotton padding and
a shabby black dress thaj; obviously
fitted over a padding. A straw hat,
too; not the sort Nadeja Damara
would wear unless, for some-reason,
she was trying to look like a
old woman.”
Peg’s heart began to thump.
—did it have a faded rose on
sort of dripping off the brim?
hat, I mean.”
Anthony looked at her sharply.
"Yes,” he said. "How did you know?”
Peg told him in a quick rush of
words about the garage, every de
tail she could remember. Even the
gold ring with the serpent coiling
over the green stone.
“Good heavens,” said Anthony.
“Nadeja Damara was wearing a ring
exactly li'kie that tonight.”
Peg experienced relief and then
amazement, that the garage mystery
was at last solved. Then the thought
skirted her mind that the hand of
fate ad been beckoning to her ever
since the afternoon she had met
Anthony at the auction. It seemed
fantastic, but the Damaras had had
an important part in changing the
course of her life. Because of them
*—and because she had got mixed up
inadvertently in their business of
spying-—she had seen Anthony in
danger* In that one horrible
ment of fear the revelation of
love for him had come to her*
How Spies Work
Anthony said now, pressing
fingers down on Peg’s arm. <
that trembling, Peg.
now.”
Ioan, however, was still not
vinced, “Rut it isn’t^ail over,”
persisted. “They’ve merely arrested
those two on a felony oharge, What
it’s all
■Only difference jn army medical
examinations now a n d at the out
break of war is that a man now can
be passed if his hearing and vision
| are a little less acute than was re
quired then, according to Major
D. S. Johnstone, President of the
Standing Medical Board at No. 12
District Depot, Regina, who was re
cently promoted to the rank of iLieu-
tenant-Oolpnel.
Generally,” Col, Johnstone said,
“a man who passes A-l now would
have passed A-l three years ago,”
More than 20,000 Saskatchewan
| Army recruits have passed through
his hands since the war started, He
is a native of Orillia, Ontario.
I
out
ma-
and
sharply
When
very
“Did
it . .
The
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Quit
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she
for
Many thrilling stories lie behind
the Army badges which some sol
diers collect as a hobby. Last year
some of these stories were told in
Canadian Newspapers and radio stat
ions in a dramatic series entitled
‘’Badge of Honor”.
But the soldier wears other, in
visible badges, which are marks of
character .and ability and a vital
part of fbe trained soldier. And so
a new series of Badge of Honor
programmes is soon to be released to
Canadian radio stations stressing
such “badges” as courage, initiative
and physical fitness.
i The programmes were written by
' members of the Canadian Army and
Five members of the Canadian transcribed for release to 49 radio
Dental Corps were promoted recent
ly, iPte. F. A. Digout, of Cannes, N.S.
was promoted to Corporal; Pte D. G.
Sullivan, Summerside, P.E.I., and
R. F. MacLeod, Ailsa Craig, Cut.,
were also promoted to the rank of
Corporal, and Pte. F. V. Goodhead,
of Toronto, and Pte. C. W-. iMcDow,
Port Williams, N. S., became Lance
Corporals.
144 times a day and is sworn at 288
stamps his feet 200 times
wearing out 4.7 inches of
laughs 58 times a
times;
daily,
leather a year;
day; salutes 84 times a day.
KILLED IN ACTION
OVERSEAS
1
A Reserve Army Training Centre
at Moose Jaw, Sask., has been
authorized and General Staff Offic
ers and Reserve Army authorities
now are working out plans for the
Centre, which Col. H. J. Quinn, M.M.
E. D„ hopes to put in
most immediately.
operation al-
Canadian Ar-
been appoint
Four members of a
my Infantry unit have
ed Provisional 2nd Lieutenants re
cently, following the Army policy of
bringing commissioned officer per
sonnel from the ranks. They are 2nd
Lieutenant A. McPherson,
2nd Lieutenant' J. L.
Philadelphia, Pa., 2nd
W. C. Mathews and 2nd Lieutenant
C. V. High, both of St. Catharines,
Ontario.
Lieutenant MacPherson was born in
Toronto and joined his unit as a
private at Niagara-on-the-Lake in
1941.
A Yank in tjie Canadian Army,
Toronto;
O’Hagan,
Lieutenant
-supplies
making munitions
AN URGENT CALL FOR FATS
The Exeter and District War
Time Committee is in receipt of the
following letter from the Depart
ment of National War Services and
you are requested to read it care
fully, and help by taking every last
ounce of fat to the local meat deal
er who will see that it goes into
service. This work is entirely vol-
'untary on belialif'sof"the meat deal-
I ers and it works two ways-
j glycerine
and the money the dealer gets is
I turned over to
help pay for parcels for the boys
| overseas. Ninety-nine per cent of
i the people donate the fat. This
' week I-I. C. Rivers, butcher, turned
lover to the Committee, $16.70, the
receipts from the sale of about 400
pounds of fat.
letter:
Dear 'Friends:
May I appeal
you, to your
meat dealers and housewives, point
ing out the URGENT need to sal
vage every ounce of waste fats for
glycerine to make explosives.
Beyond its use in explosives, gly
cerine is essential to war produc
tion in a .host of ways, many of
which are.vital secrets. Some of the
best known products depending on
glycerine are gun recoils, hydraulic
equipment, pumps, ship steering
gears, compasses, depth charges, re
lease mechanisms: and protective
coatin,
In 1
many
must
ada’s
fats.
made
course of your voluntary war work,
but now I feel that I must ask you
to redouble your efforts to stimu
late the collection of waste fats.
You can, and I know you will,
endeavour to see that evei’y citizen
in your community gets behind the
collection of waste fats. Call on
ypur meat dealers and urge them to
exhibit in a prominent place in their
stores the door sticker and poster
sent them from this office. Ap
peal to your local meat dealers to
encourage housewives to bring waste
fats to them for disposal.
Friends, I want to repeat that our
stockpile position is not very satis/
factory and hence my reason for
writing you frankly in this
nectiom Wo must not allow
glycerine position to reach
danger line. We must have a
ply in reserve and, last but
least, we need every ounce of waste
fats ready for “the l?ig push” when
it is launched.
Before closing i want to thank you
for all you have already accomplish
ed in your salvage Oberatiohs*
Yours sincerely,
Charles LaFerle,
, Director
the committee to
Following is the
to you and, through
friends, neighbors,
mechanisms: and
ig for weapons,
the past you have dealt with
salvage items, but now we
talk and preach about Can-
most urgent need for waste
Yes, you have done well and
many sacrifices during the
Baker: What’s wrong* with that
fellow? He’s been coining In here
OVery day for a month to Stare at
those cloverleaf rolls I bake.”
Clerk: “Oih, he’s just hoping some
day to find a four-leaf one,”
stations across the country. The
stories come right from the fighting
fronts of this war and the First
Great Wjar. Radio actor Howard
Millson, a former member of the
Imperial Forces, plays the central
character in the series, with uni
formed and civilian actors in sup
port.
Word has been received by Mrs.
Stuart A. McCann, of London, that a
nephew, Julian Sweet, has been kill
ed in active service overseas. He was
the eldest son of IMr. and Mrs. Fred
Sweet, of .Sault Ste. Marie, and a
grandson of the late Mr. and Mrs, J.
Sweet, of Exeter south. Mr* Fred
Sweet is a school teacher at Sault Ste.
Marie as was also h,is son previous to
his training -in the R.C.A.F. He train-*
ed at Gamp Borden, St.Catharines
and Brantford where he received his
. wings and commission. He went over-
! seas in Decembex* 1941 and from
I August 1942 had been flying over
A newspaper published by an In
fantry Regiment delved into the
question of how a soldier spends his
time, and came up with these face-’
tious figures: j
The soldier spends 33.3% of his! enemy fields and was returning from
time sleeping. Next comes polishing} a night raid. He was flying a Welling-
cleaning and washing his kit, which
takes 20%. He drills for 16%, sim
ultaneously spending 16.6% think
ing of girls. But he only spends 2%
in going out with the ladies. He is
in queues 8.2% of the time, and eats
for 5.14% Sociability takes up 4.5%
and 4.5% is at the same time devot-
to grumbling.
He writes one letter a week, us
ually on Sunday, the army paper
says. This takes 1.2% of his time.
Reading, or merely looking at pic
tures, uses up -0.003 % and shaving
takes a microscopic 0.00'14 %. Fight
ing is uncommon, using up a
0.0005 %.
In the remaining 0.05 % he
time to sew on 300 buttons a
using 166 yards of thread,
.1
mere
finds
year,
swears
ton bomber and made a circuit of
his aii’ field near Ramsgate when
suddenly his plane crashed and of
his .crew of five only the rear gunner
escaped death. It is not known if he
was wounded or if the plane was
damaged in the raid. He was a fine
young man and anxious to do his bit.
His loss was greatly grieved.
The next of kin to mourn his loss
are his wife, father and mother and
a sister, Miss Pf»t Sweet, all of Sault
te. Marie; a younger brother, Ronald
of iCamp Borden in the R.C.A.F; an
uncle, Sam Sweet, of Exeter, and 2
cousins, Miss Hettie Sweet and Clin
ton Sweet, of Exeter.
He was given a full military funer
al and was buried in England.
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