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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1944-04-13, Page 7
THE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER QNTAR1O. fHURSDA* MMM AFRIT 13, 1944 NEW SERIAL STORY , ,, Michael." She broke off, searching hig face. "Are you sure about things? You must remember that I’m not very sophisticated—that I'm learning to be a-”-" His lips stopped hers. Held close against his breast, the past ebbed swiftly away and the present ano future cam© in on a wave of hap piness. the end. by JOHN CAPITOE concluded this week ESTABLISHED J DIED IN FULLARTON William John Reed died home in FulJarton Village ly. He was born in Usborne ship, on August 7, i860, moving to Fullarton 68 years ago. On his mar riage 57 years ago to Nancy Wil liams they mbved to lot 11,’ West Mitchell Road, His parents were Mr. and Mrs. Phillip Reed. He was an adherent of Fullarton United Church, Surviving are his wife, two sons, Oscar, of Staffa; and Roy, of Fullarton; a daughter, Mrs. James Watson, Motherwell; a sister, Mrs. Mary Anderson, of Londesboro, Rev, W, O. Mather officiated at the fun eral service Tuesday, from the home of his son Roy. Interment was Fullarton Cemetery. p.t his recent’- Town- would force me to throw my last bomb." She glanced at Mi’s. Parker and smiled gratefully. Mrs. Parker had fainted and Bob was adminis tering to her, Stella looked at Clare *again. “Do you remember George Baker?" she asked,' and Clare’s eyelids trem bled; she shivered as though an icy Wind had touched her spine. “Hold on!" Samuel Parker’ storm ed. “You’ve gone too far!" Stella’s voice was quiet now. She faced Samuel Parker, shaking her head firmly. “Just far enough," she corrected him. “I have.some letters at home, several of them, in fact, which Clare wrote two years ago to our— ’chauffeur." She spat out that last word at him and saw him flinch, “There are -certain things in her letters that you wouldn’t want to become public property,” His shaking head denied it, but his voice wavered on a note of ab ject fear. “I—I don’t believe you." “Ask Clare!" Stella snapped con temptuously. His haggard eyes went slowly to his daughter—but she had imitated her mother. Unconsciousness had claimed her. “They just can’t take it,” Stella grinned and no one disagreed with her . . . Mr. Parker and Bob, assisted by the butler, had carried the uncon scious from the battlefield. Mrs. Kane, said, her eyes shining happily, “I don’t know when I’ve had such a pleasant evening—if ever!” And left the room. Verne Mallory looked at Stelfla and what she saw in brought fresh tears to her eyes. He said softly, “I don’t deserve you, Stella. Did you really mean it, when you said . . .’’ She stopped his She said, “I—I moon.” The front door hind them. Michael Kane got to his feet sud- i and if you are in- imlta- Clare bark-his face Parker again. isn’t going to marrj almost bankrupt, and to sacrifice them to you got him—a soft. All “You’re broke!" she snarled, “and you haven’t got what it takes to face it. You have engineered an engagement between Bob and Bette so Mrs. Parker can get $200,000, hoping too, I suppose, to swindle Bette out of what she gets—” She leaned forward suddenly, he shrank from her eyes. “Well, you won’t!” Mrs. Parker moaned. “Please! Somebody stop her,” Her eyes went wildly about the table, rest ing finally on Mrs. Kane. Stella looked at Mrs, Kane, and her smile was tragic. “Shall I stop, dear? After all, I’m your guest.” Mrs. Kane glanced at Michael, then quickly back at Stella. “This house belongs to you, Stel la,” she said quietly. “I shall give you a deed to it tomorrow morn ing. In the meantime, please re member that it belongs to you-—and go as far as you like.” Clare Parker shrilled suddenly. '“I don’t want to hear any more of this damned foolishness.” -She struggled to her feet, glaring at Stella. “Sit down—jade!” Stella snapped, .and Clare wilted into her chair. Stella’s eyes flicked Michael Kane. “Hi, fool!” she jeered, and looked at his mother, who, astonishingly enough, nodded approvingly. Stella looked at Michael again. “You don’t love Clare Parker. And think she loves you, you deed a fool. That platinum tion of a real woman loves Parker—no one else!" “Hold on,” Samuel Parker ed; “you must be insane!” Her eyes stopped him, her furious voice kept him silent. “You hoped to get money from thy Kanes, after Clare was married to Mike. Well, you won’t, because shy isn’t going to marry Mike. He’s a fool, but a loveable fool, and worth saving.” She glared at Bette. •“Isn’t he, Bette?” Bette couldn’t see very clearly through her tears, and was aston ished to discover that her head was modding in assent. Stella was glar ing at Samuel “And Bette Bob. You are you’re willing set money. Well, you won’t get it that way. Bette may get married, and you’ll have to give your con sent, because you need money so badly—but it won’t be to Bob.” Samuel Parker was on his feet; his face was a strained red mask. “You’re lying!” he snarled at Stel la. “What business have butting in—” Another voice stopped voice that was murderously of them stared breathlessly at Verne Mallory. It seemed to all of them that a new Verne Mallory stood be fore them, that he had shed his cloak of weakness—and was strong again. “Repeat that, Sam Parker,” he said, and his voice was a sword un sheathed, “and I shall certainly smack you—here and now!” Tears streamed down Stella’s face. “Sit dotyn,” she choked, but Verne stood quietly beside her with his eyes fixed threateningly on Samuel Parker. “Go on, dear,” Verne said sud denly. ‘•‘I—I can’t now!” she wailed. He said. “Will you marry Stella?” Stella said, “S—sure!” The jangling silence was broken by Mrs. Kane’s voice. “Quite the nicest proposal and acceptance I “have ever witnessed.” She looked at her son who grinned his approval. Stella turned suddenly and fixed Clare with a baleful stare. “I’ve saved you till the last,” she said, and her tone wiped the color from Clare's face. “Mike isn’t going to marry you. Perhaps you think I can't stop it, but I can. If I were left no alternative I would kill you personally.” She shook her head. “But that isn't necessary.” “Damn you!” Clare screamed and her owu father shrank from the tear in her voice. “Since Verne can't marry both of us and Michael won’t marry you, you are just whore you belong—in the devil’s own fix!" Clare turned wildly to Michael, but ft so happened that he was looking at another girl, a girl whose cheeks wore stained 'With tears, whose lips wore curved in a trem ulous smile, whoso eyes told him plainly that she loved him. Clare shrilled, “You can't stop us. Michael and I are to be married. You must’ be a fool to think you can stop it—” Stella laughed. "I whs hoping you stumbling tongue, think there’s a closed softly be- sounded sane and nor- “A prelude,” he said whatever conversation Or is any necessary?” moving” toward the gracefully, since made of it. find- denly and circled the big table. Bette shut her eyes, feeling strapge- ly afraid again. The world had beep all wrong, and then, magically, it was right again. She heard Michael's voice above her. He said: “Don’t you think we've wasted enough time, Bette?’’ Hei’ eyes popped open. She got hurriedly to her feet and stumbled over her chair. It developed that this was a wise move, foi’ strong arms caught her and held her tight ly. Michael kissed her, His voice mal again, happily, “to is necessary. They were fireplace, not too Michael’s arm was still about her. They sank down on the sofa. It was a very long sofa, but they use of only a very small part “Bette!” softly insistent. She looked at him quickly, ing that she couldn’t see him clear ly, but knowing that it wasn’t im portant. What she*" could see of his face looked strangely soft, com pletely happy. “I’ve been a fool.” husky. Bette could only dumbly, not knowing were like stars— a message her peat. Michael her suddenly. “When you Parker drawing his voice was “something important happened' to me. I didn’t know what it was then. I was confused, because noth ing like that had happened to me •I've been a fool!” Bette asked softly: “Do you un derstand about that note, Michael?” His pleading “Please don’t again, darling. One of her went to his lips. “You shan’t call yourself that, His voice stare that they in the cele- 04 th Birthday George (Jackson) Foster, oldest resident of Granton, brated his 94th, birthday Tuesday, April 4th, at his home in Granton Village, Mr. 'Foster is in good health; has shoveled the snow this winter’ and is looking forward to summer when he Will work in his garden and lawn. We are at your service always with the WANT AD section. was him ’ eyes at her conveyed only re -that lips could looked away from skidded into the room that day”— hardly audible—• eyes stopped her, ever mention that I was a fool—” hands escaped his, M. WRITS FOR FOLDSR MODERN, WELL CONDUCTED CONVENIENTLY- LOCATED HOTEL PRESIDENT MAKE YOUR HOfil HOTEL WAVERLEY SPADINA A VP. td COLLBQB ST. RATES Slnili: 51.50 • $3.50 Double: 12.50 • $7.00 WHOLK DAM SIGHTSEEING WITHIN WALKINS DISTANCE A FINISH FOR EVE RY SURFACE FOR SALE BY Huron Lumber Co. Exeter liMHMUI A, Spencer & Son Hensail Commercial Course is Planned for Exeter High School The regular meeting of the Board of Education was held in the Pub lic Library, Monday evening, April 3rd, Absent—A. O. Elliot, J, Willis and E. R. Hopper. Principal Sturgis reported for High School. Number on roll March, N, the _ for 170. War Savings to date, $623.70. Basket ball games had been played with Seaforth and Mitchell. Farm Labor regulations received from the Department had stated— That the student must have covered the course to the satisfaction of the Principal to be eligible, The Dept, had also stated they were bringing out a compulsory Cadet Course for next year. Principal Waghorn reported for the Public School an enrolment of 151. War Savings for March were $111.66. Total for the school year, $749.23. The inspector had suggested that the list ber be Board’s lem of was asked to remove some pupils from Room 4 to Room 2. This would A in the school. This was discussed and the arrangement for same left with Mr. Whyte and the Principal. Per R. E. Russell and G. W. Law- son, payment of the following ac counts: Sunoco Service, repairs .80; Huron Lumber Co., supplies 19.63; Traquair’s Hardware, supplies ,80; G, A. Hawkins, supplies .80; Times- Advocate, supplies 8.10; Bros., ston, repairs 1.50; supplies 24.60; supplies 33,9 8; : 2.05. Carried, Secretary to pondence from that the Inspector or othei1 Repre sentative interview the Board as early as possible regarding the pros pective Commercial Course, K. M. MacFaul, Secretary. Southcott supplies 5.88; 'Lome John- repairs 1.50; D. Gestetner, ; Grigg Stationery, Robertson’s, supplies acknowledge corres- Department and ask TUNE IN Old Fashioned PILGRIMS’ HOUR 2-3 p.m. E.D.S.T. Mutual Network SUNDAYS Local Station CKLW WINDSOR Revival Hour 7-8 p.m., E.D.S.T. CHARLES E. FULLER P.O, Box 123 — Los Angeles Zone 53, California ca of library books for Septem- made in June with the approval. Owing to the prob seating capacity permission provide good accommodation, few supplies were needed. Per Mrs. Beavers and Dr. Cowen, adoption of the two reports, supplies to be procured. Carried. Intervening correspondence was read. Mr. Lawson gave a report of the visit by the 'Committee to the St. Marys Collegiate Institute in connection with the contemplated Commercial Course for Exeter I-Iigh School. A suggestion was made by Mr. Whyte’ that resuscitation be taught KIRKTON W. I. Kirkton Women’s Institute met at the home of Mrs. Richard Hum phreys. Mrs. R. Morrison, Mrs. M. Dobson and Mrs. A. Stevens were ap pointed a nominating committee, Mrs. Earl Watson gave a paper on “Education and Social Welfare.” A paper on “Health and Child Wel fare” written for “The Home and Country” by a former Kirkton resi dent, Mrs. Pettibone, Was read by Mrs. Stuart Shier. Current events j were given by Mrs. George Hall. | Miss Wilma McCurdy contributed a| piano number. A humorous reading i was given by Mrs. Clarence Switz-) er. Excellent reports were given by Mrs. A. Bickell and Mrs. N. Watson! on the project taken last fall onj “Signs and Symptoms of Illness.” I Nagging, Dragging Pains In the Back Many women have to do their own housework, and the constant bend ing over, lifting, making beds, sweeping, ironing, sewing, so neces sary to perform their household duties puts a heavy strain on the back and kidneys, and if there were no kidney weakness the back would be strong and well. Doan's Kidney Pills help to give relief to weak, backache, kidney suf fering women. • Doan’s Kidney Pills are put up in an oblong grey box with our trade mark a '‘Maple Leaf” on the wrapper. Don’t accept a substitute. Be sure and get “Doan’s.” The T. Milburn Co., Ltd.., Toronto, Ont. 1“COMBINED OPERATIONS £NCLUDEYOU National,War 'Finance' Committed u1 ■mr -------w E £ S Invasion demands more action from every fighting service. , . . combined operations. Combined operations in elude you, too. Despite the shortage of help and equip ment,. Canadian farmers have responded nobly to demands for increased produc tion of foods/ But there is one thing on which a better job can still be done, MORE MONEY is needed to fight a more intensive war. All,Canadians will be dsked to furnish this money. It’s a duty that we who are at home owe to the men on the fighting fronts. In these days most farmers have higher incomes’.,. money to save. And that is the job that they are asked to do • •» save money and lend it to Canada* You are not asked to give money♦. just to lend it. When the war is over you’ll have this money to “plough back” into your farm. So save now to lend to your country. Save to have money to im prove your farm; money for new stock and implements; money for more land or new buildings . for a new car ♦.. » for new furnishings and- conveniences for your home. All you can lend is little enough for a cause so vital for a need so urgent. And the more that you can save and lend to your country now, the more you will have for your own use when the war ends.