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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1944-05-04, Page 6Page 6 THE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, MAY 4, 1944 Huron Presbyterial Names Bluevale Woman President Mrs. C. Tavener, Bluevale, elected president Hurondale W, I. Annual Meeting The annual meeting of the Huron­ dale W.I. was held on Wednesday afternoon, April 36th, at the home of Mrs. Ernest Pym, with a large attendance. Mrs. Win, Kernick, first vice-president, opened the meeting and conducted the business period. Roll call was responded to by paying by Michael Storm IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIIW CHARTER HI quickly. “You was here just hex* to get up way did you been argu- could looked back at the policeman and 1 the outside stair. Casually die waved his arm. The man had been | reached Up and snapped off the considerate, Scott thought. Perhaps there were many such brawls in the streets. This was a fishing and the men were on shore rarely. The main street was almost pletelv deserted—of both mobiles and people. Scott g) around carefully. He was that even now he might encounter the two thugs. They could have circled the block. Scott moved along slowly to where he had park­ ed his automobile. He came upon every alley way warily; he noted carefully the shape of every ap­ proaching figure. As he made his way along Scott found that he was thinking of the girl again. Never before had one bothered him as much as girl. For one thing she had not town only com- auto- Janceci aware any­ th is glass. half-voice, paying Scott came alert didn’t see her? She a minute ago. I told the street. Which come?” “Right from that direction.” The policeman waved his hand toward the top of the street. “You’d bet­ ter do some fast explaining or you’ll be holding down a nice, comfortable cell. What’s the idea, brawling here in the street? Are you off a boat?" “No. I just came into town for the night.” The. policeman looked at Scott more closely. “Oh, you’re a city visitor.” “That’s right.” “And I suppose you’ve drinking and got into an ment?” Scott said: “I suppose you call it an argument even though J didn't speak any words. It was just a matter of swinging fists.” The big policeman smiled. “What about this here lady now. You know her*?” “Haven’t had the pleasure. But I told her to run to the top of this Street—under that light there. Didn’t you hear anyone yell? “I heard a call for help, didn’t see who it was.” The man’s big bulk shifted as he around and peered up He seemed a little put of funny, that.” Scott murmured half “Grateful honey, isn’t she?” voice held a flat and disillusioned tone that did not go unnoticed. The policeman fixed understand­ ing eyes on Scott’s lean face. He took Scott by the arm. buddy,” he said quietly, ‘ you— ain’t good voice went abruptly gruff as though he realized what he had been say­ ing, “I got better things to do than listen to stories.” He pushed Scott gently. “Now go home and sleep it off. You’ll be better in the morn­ ing. The only thing that makes me feel charitable toward you is that you’re a dope takin’ on two at a time..” He paused again and con­ tinued gazing thoughtfully at Scott Hayden. And then he added measuringly, “But you’re big enough to do it.” Scott said: “I got the boot.” “I saw that.” Scott laughed grimly, to meet those two Perhaps I will, town.” The policeman catch you it will be the square cell. Scott looked at the policeman and he knew that it would be useless to attempt an explanation. He couldn’t exactly interpret his con­ victions to himself. The number on the policeman’s hat was 32, and Scott fixed that in his memory. He might need help sometime, because right now he re­ alized . that this episode .was not finished. He could not trace this pattern within himself, but it was there. Those two men had not been fool­ ing, Whatever the girl had, or pos­ sibly knew, was important to them. They had not been ordinary street thugs. They had attempted to sub­ due the girl—possibly kill her. There had been that deadly intent evident in their actions when Scott had burst upon them. Scott said, “IT] be getting along. Thanks for saving me from a beat­ ing ,”He turned away and started up the street. The strength was back in his legs and now he strode along more hurriedly. might be at the top of the hill. Scott hoped that she angled for the corner he was eompletely the out. but I police- swung street. “Kind to himself, His “Look, ‘I believe -I don’t know why—but it goin’ to do either of us any standin’ here. Besides,” his gentlemen This is a unconcern. But he himself picturing^ her face There was the long, blonde and the wide, questioning She was, Scott remembered, than just striking—slie MH- CTORY Mrs. pro- Emergency Committee, Mrs. E. Pym Mrs, Wm. Sims, Mrs. Stanley ch ell, Mrs. Percy Passmore. The Citizenship Convenor, KU Mitchell, presided over the gram and recited a humorous read­ ing, “Patty McGinty's Goat.” Mrs. Hany Strang read a paper on “The Duties of a Canadian Citizen of To­ day.” Mrs. M. Beckler gave an in­ teresting account of an incident in the Fenian Raid, A solo, Mrs. Archie Morgan. Mrs. Earl Mitchel told of Ottawa, “The Heart of Canada.” An address was read to Mrs. Alvin Moir by Mrs. Archie Morgan, Mrs, Wm. Kernick op behalf of the ladies, presented her with a gift of money, Dear Mrs. Moir: It is with feelings of deepest re­ gret that we, th© members of the Hurondale Women’s Institute, havt, learned of your decision to relinquish the position of secretary in this or- ganization^ The work of a secretary is ardu­ ous, and you by your active interest and ever readiness to boost this or­ ganization and its good work, have been an excellent secretary. Knowing you as we do we feei certain that your services will con­ tinue to be available to our Insti­ tute in a somewhat less exacting way than that demanded by a secretary. As a slight token we ask you to accept this small gift with which we hope you will purchase something to serve as a pleasant reminder'to you of your association ^with this Institution during the past six years. Signed on behalf of the W.I. Mrs. Moir expressed her thanks t to the ladies. Mrs.’ Carman Cann Rundle conducted the moved a vote of thanks to the host- I ess and to all those who had con­ tributed to the success of the meet­ ing. After singing “The King, social time was enjoyed. was elected president of the Huron Presbyterial of the Women’s Mis­ sionary Society of the United Church} . . of Canada at the 18th annual meet-3ees for the coming year, ing held at Ontario street church, r" Clinton, on Thursday of last week,,men About 300 attended the afternoon- session. During the morning session re­ ports were secretaries, increase in eomplished A substantial increase was shown, in the amount of givings over the past 12 months. Mrs. Robert Nay, president during the past term, pre­ sided. , Dinner ^was served the delegates {active and successful year having by women of the Ontario street a balance on hand of $107.00, The church. j Red Cross report was read by Mrs. Feature addresses of the after-] Moir and work done by the unit noon session were given by Miss! was,,as follows: Caroline Wellwood, R.N., mission-* " ary'from China now home on fur­ lough. Miss Wellwood is at present staying in Hamilton but formerly had resided at Wingham. A second address was given by Miss* Sybil Courtice, Clinton, missionary home on furlough from Japan. Vocal solos by Mrs. Hern and Mrs. "Law- son, both of Clinton, were enjoyed. Other officers elected for the coming term were secretary, Miss Mary Milne, Blyth, and treasurer, Miss Maude Wiltse, Clinton. given by the various all of which showed an the amount of work ac- during the past year, The reports given by the Chair- of the standing Committees very interesting and showed many important subjects had brought before the ladies «dur- the year, These included; were that been ing Emergency by Mrs, B. Pym; Citizen­ ship, Mrs. E. Mitchell; Agriculture and Canadian Industries, Mrs. A. Morgan; Hoine Economics, Mrs, G. Hicks; Social Welfare, Mrs, C. Down. Mrs, Alvin Moir in her re­ port as secretary-treasurer revealed that the Institute had had a very light. He stood for a moment, listening. The footsteps had ceased, Scott broke his rigidity with three quick strides, coming out of the dining room and up against the door that led to the piazza. Scott flattened himself to one side of the ' He murmured in a “What now? Who would be me a call at this hour?” The curtain was drawn but place it bulged slightly, leaned forward and eyes against the opening. The angle was such that Scott could peer through the He waited tensely and came the flash of the beacon. In the brief second of ness the light brought outside into sharp relief. Scott saw her—the girl-—standing just outside the door, half cringing. He couldn’t thought crazily, face and more hair. He was about to leap for the door when he hesitated and the chilling thought came to him of a trap. Who knew that he was here? Only the agent from whom he had rented the house. Yet the girl was standing outside his door. The door shook suddenly under the pressure of an urgent hana. Scott heard her voice then.’ “Please! Let me in!” CHAPTER IV The girl’s voice had a quality of terror imbedded in, it and that hit in one Scott pressed his opening, glass quite easily, then there lighthouse its brighi­ llie whole bent, seemingly be mistaken, He had seen convincingly he her her We H^ve Lumber NOW ON HAND ; 10 pairs socks; 7 Turtle-neck sweaters; 3 pairs gloves; 9 helmets; 1 alternative cap; 3 aero caps; 1 Turtle-neck tuck-in;* 4 prs, pyjamas; 50 quilts; 60 sewing quota 39 boxes the serv- articles; 720 lbs. were sent to local ices. Mrs. A. Rundle the Executive meeting* of jam; men in gave a report of the Dis­ trict held at Hensall and announced that the district annual meeting is to be held in Hensall, June 13th. Mrs. A. Moil* brought interesting items from the Red Cross General meeting. Miss Nellie Keddy, before giving the report of the nominating committee spoke a few words of ap­ preciation to last year’s officers. Mrs. A, election of officers and the follow­ ing members were elected: Honor­ ary J?resident, Mrs. Arthur Rundle; President, Mrs. James Kirkland; 1st Vice-Pres., Mrs. Wm. Kernick; 2nd Vice-Pres., Mrs. Archie Morgan; Secretary-Treasurer, Mrs. Clarence Down; District Director, Mrs. Harry Strang; Directors, Mrs. Carman Cann, Mrs. Garnet Hicks, Mrs, Wm. Sims, Mrs. Earl Mitchell; Delegates to District Annual, Mrs. James Kirk­ land, Mrs. Harry Strang, Mrs. Wm. Etheringtoh, Mrs. Lyle Roberts;1 Press Reporter, Mrs. Albert Ether- ington; Pianist, Miss Rita Oke;' Auditors, Mrs. Wm. Etheringtou. FIRST also good Sponsored by •> was the her andof her nose the lane, Scott and swirled up over and down. been very appreciative of his efforts. He shrugged because it would be use­ less to ponder further on the rea­ son for her found again, hair eyes, more startling.That was because of high, cleanly molded lines of face, the perfection mouth. At the end of gunned the motor a steep incline and He braked hard and switched off the light. He was just about 10 feet from the edge of a sheer rock ledge that plunged down to the ocean. In the blackness before him J?® aft_.°f‘harTintJ''s^oU HaydenVminZ He reached down and wrenched open the door. The girl stumbled up the single step and was fully in his arms. Scott pulled her in, moving his right leg in a spasmodic thrust to kick shut the open door, then reach­ ing down and bolt. The girl’s against Scott’s “Please, please,” she “It was so dark—so someone was following it! I could feel them almost breath­ ing against me!” Her voice broke raggedly. ■Scott murmured: “It’s You’re all right—here safe.” Her arms about IRON POSTS AND BARB WIRE ' Place your order for shingles right away—we can supply them. A. J. CLATWORTHY “I’d like again, small' snorted.“if i The girl would. He and before around V Ai M, row«Lt Mt MODERN, WELL COHDUCTED conveniently* LOCATED HOTEL MAKE YOUR HOMS HOTEL WAVEHLEY JPAD1NA AVB. «t COUSGB ST. hATES Single $1.30 < $3.50 Double:n.feo * $7.oo WRITS roitont wNotl dayi SIGHTSEEING Within walking OUTAHCE shoreline and directly ahead—about] a half mile—was an island that was] a sanctuary for birds. In between the island and the shore was a deep channel, Scott had fished there twice and he had noted the strong surge of the current. He had not seen any boats using that channel and when he thought of it, there would not be any reason for its iise because traveling outside the island would be the most direct route. In­ side and on the arc of the beach there were no piers nor any land­ ing facilities. The very silence was eerie. Scott got out of the automobile, locked the doors carefully. He crossed the soft lawn and moved cautiously up the stairs, guiding himself with his hands fingered against the side of the house. The night was ghostly in its heavy quiet and far to sea there was the intermittent flash lighthouse beacon. On the ing. We Deliver Phone 12 Grantor snapping shut the breath ear, was harsh kept saying, dark, and me. I know all right, you are his wide. Shoulders tightened spasmodically. Scott rambled on rapidly: “Here take this drink and gulp a good one. It will help.” He held up his glass. Obediently she lifted her head and took a long drink. Then she opened her eyes and looked fully at him. When she spoke she had control of her voice. It was low and fully musical. “You! You’re the man who made me run up the street. They were going to—I” She broke off and a grinding shud- dei* racked her slim body. Just then they almost confusedly, still holding her seemed so easy, there, Scott thought crazily, j He released her quickly, He Jmd, taken j understanding his reactions, stepped back and still she kept gray green eyes on Scott’s face. The clean and definite line of his jaw was thickened abruptly by the of a short muscle. His almost so that puzzled of a lana- _ Scott noted for the first time that the beam from the lighthouse lighted up the sea surprisingly well. He thought about that incongruity here amidst the dimout and could find no answer for it. Perhaps it was of more advantage to shipping of friendly nations than to the. enemy. Down below—straight over the steep ledge that curved toward the front, there sounded the rest­ less wash of the sea. Scott let himself into the house and immediately switched on the low-shaded lamps. 7' * - ■ - the precaution to carefully place all the lights away from the win- The shades were drawn with the window sills, a task Scott performed religiously time he left the house. The air inside was slightly chilly now. Scott went about building a fire in When it was blazing heartily, he stood up enjoy the and walked into the kitchen, think- that he could stand a drink. He poured one and added the soda. The fizzle was a loud sound in the sil­ ence. From inside came the crackle of blazing Wood. Scott could not turn his mind, away from the events of the night, j No, they did not have the oppox*- He decided that an hour with ajtunity to crack down on me. Mostly book might aid him. He examined i because of a fortunate series of his face in a wall mirror and was I circumstances^* I had first crack surprised to note,that there was no [and that counts most in a street bruise. He pressed his side that, too, was not sore. It lucky, Scott thought, that he in fairly good condition, He had the recollection now, all during his ride to the house, he had expected something to hap­ pen. Me could not shake that con­ viction even though he was safe in his own kitchen. He found, himself looking carefully around, though the light was bright, Scott snapped the light and started for the living The ice tinkled against the side of his glass as lie walked through tho rooms, Abruptly, ness heard both discovered, that Scott was in his arms. It She belonged ft i dows. flush that every that the not She her the red brick fireplace. and allowed himself to heat. He turned, finally the mo­ bunching heavy brows, black and straight, were now knotted, his whole face took on a expression. The girl spoke, breaking ment of silence carefully, “Eid they hurt you?1* It was a completely anxious inquiry. Scott, listening to the words, knew that she had disap* the scene of the fight had been thoroughly peared from because she frightened/ Scott said ence: with elaborate defer-* “Thanks for the concern. and I brawl, I managed to down one of was was that even switch T&Olft. froze Sound with a sudden* his body, Scott of footsteps upoit them, After you ran off, they re­ covered from the initial surprise and really started to work. I thought it was the finish. Those gentlenleh know wliat the knuckle and knee and boot are made for— in street fighting. But a police­ man heard you scream and he came up just in time,” “But they know you! They must! she whispered hot stop until And they will I’m afraid—so they’re doing, them than life, it means their lives If they are caught?” (To be coritinued) distractedly, “They’ll they find you again, hot hesitate to kill! afraid, I know what It means, more to “I’m sorry,” said a diner, who hoped to get away with it, “but I haven’t any money to pay for the dinner I’ve eaten.” “Oh, that’s all right,” said the manager, “we’ll just write your name on the wall, and you can pay the next time you come in.” “You can’t do that,” said the diner, “Why everybody who ’ “No, they won’t,” said the manager, “your overcoat will be hanging over it.” Exeter Frozen Foods JOHN C. VIDT ■** U U-4 LUX VYAli. JU LUC1 A Ugg U j . #Mi’s. iLutlier Reynolds; Convenor o£ comes m will see it. 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