The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1944-06-29, Page 7cs
THE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, JUNE 29, 1944
by Michael Storm
(CONCLUDE^ THIS WEEK)
Cortell opened his eyes,
had taken a quick look at 1
let wound. It was high
shoulder. He straightened
ly, looking at his watch; 9
He hurriedly picked up the
guns and
the other
"Keep
directed.
He stepped quickly across the room
and disappeared beyond the piazza,
Scott crouched low against the
rocks. The moon was a quarter
way up in the sky and its light was
just enough to enable him to dis
tinguish the marker buoy. He held
the loose
his hand,
flashed.
“Seven,
scanned the water,
sign of a periscope,
winked again.
“Eight.” Scott’s body was
ed, his legs were straining
the position in which he had placed
himself.
“Nine."
And then he saw the thin feather
trail of the periscope. The U-bbat!
For a long, agonizing minute Scott
could not determine whether the
mine had been planted in the right
place. The conning tower emerged,
water spilling down. Then the
sleek, rounded sides of the U-boat
appeared shaking off tons of the
silvery water. Scott could hear the
beat of the motors. Then the snout
of the U-boat came around bear
ing inside the marker.
"Ten,” Scott intoned automati
cally.
The rowboat was being drawn
out swiftly. Scott heard a harsh
gutteral order. The water at the
stern of the U-boat boiled suddenly.
The commander had sensed danger.
There came a flicker of flame from
the conning tower and then tile
harsh chatter of a machine gun. The
tracers were hitting into the water
around the approaching rowboat.
The submarine had slowed percep-
his long
the
handed one to Cortell
to Naar.
these two men here,’
"I’ve something to
Scott
the bul-
on the
abrupt-
o’clock!
two
and
’ he
do."
end of the bow line in
The lighthouse beacon
Scott counted aloud.' He
There was
The
no
beacon
crarnp-
against
and
out
Just
explosion. The air rocked
his eardrums. The whole
of the channel erupted,
body seemed to float side
in the air. He hit
tibly. Scott came erect,
body clearly outlined. He saw
tracers lift toward him.
Scott’s reaction was swift
complete. He plunged straight
and down toward the water,
before he hit, he heard .the thun
derous
against
surface
Scott’s
ward and hang
the water half-turned on his side,
went under briefly and then shot
to the surface.
As he shook the water from his
eyes he saw the last 5 0 feet of the
U-boat turn stern up, propellers
in mute
hiss the
surface,
as the
stern up,
whirling slowly as though
protest. Then with a loud
stern
Scott
waves
ingly
were
beneath the
. unbelievingly
. together, boiled writh-
space and settled and
. Up above the moon
plunged into a light, white cloud.
The channel was quiet.
A spotlight hit him blindingly.
He turned and Stared up toward the
house. A call came down.
"Hello, down there! Are you all
slid
stared
folded
for a
still. •
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SIGHTSEEING
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OttTANCE
I
He came
the wings
Quivering.
Scott glim-
one side, He
two friends?
out of the dark
calm and slight
police have the
'What
bulk un
thinkin’,
over the
a sub, I
I thought
I could
next ten minutes
what had happened. He
all the Questions quite
"You got
to you, friend.”
“I’d rather you
I’m
I’d
be left
what’ll
them
alone.”
we say?’’
anything—the
or you figured
just leave me out.”
peered pensively at
“Per-
sub
out
right?”
“Coming up!” Scott yelled. He
clambered swiftly up the rocks. At
the railing he hoisted himself over
swiftly and when his eyes accus-
timed themselves to the glare, he
saw that there were two policemen
standing before him.
psed Naar standing to
said: “Where are our
Where’s Cortell?”
Her answer came
ness, her voice was
ly poignant. ‘The
two spies in their car, Cortell is in
side—on the couch, I cleaned his
wound as best I could. He will be
all right.”
Scott nodded and then turned to
one of the officers, Mulcahy,
brought you out here?"
Mulcahy moved his big
comfortably. “I got to
that’s all. When you said
telephone that you saw
doubted it; but when
some about this channel;
understand that it’d be just the
place for a U-boat to come up. You
sure caught them cold. How’d you
do it?”
Scott spent the
explaining
answered
easily; and lie laughed off the hearty
congratulations. By this time the
group had entered the house.
Mulcahy said finally:
somethin’ cornin’
Scott said quickly:
wouldn’t mention this, Mulcahy,
supposed to be taking a rest,
like to
"But
"Tell
struck a mine,
how to trap it,
Mulcahy peered pensively
Scott and murmured finally;
haps it’d be better not to explain
anything. Let the Naxis guess what
happened. And we might bag an
other bird if we hold our “tongues.”
He nodded vigorously. "That’s what
we’ll do.” He surveyed the room,
holding everyone’s eye. "All of you
here are to keep this to yourselves,”
lie ordered. He turned, smiling re
assuringly. "There’s
to look at Cortell.
ambulance out in a
went through the
you all later.”
Scott Hayden walked slowly to
ward the stairs. He wanted to
change into dry clothes. Naar had
been silent for a long time. Now
she came forward and stood quietly
at his side, her slim hand on his
arm.
"Scott, I’m sorry.”
"For what?”
“For all those things I said to
you—about your attitude—coward
ly, I -guess I called it. You’re not
you know. You are the bravest man
I’ve ever met.”
Scott kept liis gray eyes steady on
Naar’s face. He said warningly: "If
you are not careful, I will kiss you
again, wet clothes and all.”
Naar laughed lightly. "Haven’t I
been all wet right along? A little
more won't hurt me."
She went into his arms then,
against his broad, strong frame.
Scott held her soft lips against his
own. The moment lasted recklessly.
Scott lifted his head away at last.
He murmured against Naar’s lips:
“You know I love you, Naar.”
"Yes, I know. I—” She rested
her hands against his chest, holding
him so that she could watch his
"I don’t care what you are,
love you."
smiled a little crookedly. "I
that I’ll have to tell you,
a doctor cornin’
We’ll have an
half hour." He
doorway. "Seu
test pilot for the Army,
down here for a rest. Tore
clean off the last plane.”
Naar’s soft mouth was
She cried out: “Qh, I knew you
were not afraid of anything, Scott!
I knew it!”
"No,” Scoth said, "not
anything now. I’m steady
—except when I think
you,” He bent his dark
we can make this imitation mar
riage real, then
never happen,"
“If you kiss
will know my
Scott’s
Naar’s,
"Yes."
From
murmured,
the pillow,
that."
afraid of
as a rock
of losing
head, "If
perhaps that would
me once more, you
answer.”
were almostlips
He heard them whisper,
the couch, Tom Cortell
turning liis head into
"Nothin’ imitation about
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face.
Scott, I
Scott
suppose
Naar.”
"Tell
"Well,
Tom Cortell’s half-apologetic voice
interrupted Scott. "Aw, Scott, let
me tell her. I’ve been holdin’ this
too long.”
Naar -O’Neil twisted in Scott’s
arms. "Do you know about him?
Does, everyone know but me?"
Tom Cortell had raised himself
on one elbow. His big face was
creased in a happy smile, “I guess
they must, Miss O’Neill. Scott is a
CHICKS!
upon
Forest,
Kippen,
Hensali.
There’s no reason why good JUNE-hatched
chicks Shouldn’t “Deliver the goods” for you,
We are now able to supply husky well-started
■# ■»
of day-old chicks, too, if you
“Canadian Approved Chicks”,
flocks, Government inspected.
TUI’KERSMITH SOLDIER
KILLED DURING INVASION
Humphreys con-
after which the
by committee in
lovely lunch. The
and Mizpah Bene-
the meeting to a
members
him. Are
“Oh, yes,
Doctor:
of the
you a
indeed.
"So glad
These are all
from approved
Come in and see them.
chicks, both Loghorns and heavy breeds
limited number
want them.
vehicles with a total of about
available horsepower, the
division today uses about
vehicles with jbout 459.'>00
and all from internal
at Carlingford at an earlier
"The more we get together”
Miss Christine Dobson
with a lovely piano instru-
'Mrs. E,
a contest,
assisted
served a
KIRKTON WOMAN’S INaSTITUTE
Doctor: "Only
family may see
relative?" Girl:
I’m his sister."
to meet you. I’m his father.”
sera
We
If you do, you’re wrong. It’s your war, too
;a war for every man who is a man ;:;
for everyone who has a stake in Canada.
Yes, this means you all right and we need
you now for the months of intensive train*
ing to make you fighting-fit. We did it
before and we can do it again :. * but we
tievd yot/r help.
Maybe you don’t think this means you :: j
that it’s a job for the other fellow.
Mrs. Montague Dobson was host
ess on Thursday, June 22, to the
Women’s Institute. The president,
Mrs. Watson presided. The meeting
opened with the Institute Ode and
the Lord’s prayer in unison. Mrs,
Robert Hazelwood read the forty
sixth Psalm after which the hymn,
"Give Peace Again 0 God," was
sung, Minutes of previous meeting
were read and approved. Roll call—
How to destroy insect pests—was
answered by 14 members and eight
visitors were present. The matter
of conducting the booth at the Red
Cross frolic at a later date was
brought before the meeting and
agreed to do so. Committee in
charge to be Mrs. W. Sweitzer, Mrs,
C, Sweitzer and Mrs. Hall. A dis
cussion on Salvage Collection was
left for the president to make in
quiries. It was decided to have a
short course in the fall, “Making the
Most of Food," to be the subject.
Little Rose v Mary Dobson accom
panied by her sister Christine then
sang a lovely solo, Current events
were given hy Mrs. E. Paton. Mrs.
M. Dobson and Mrs. C, Switzer gave
the reports on the District Annual
held
date.
was sung,
favored
mental,
ducted
hostess
charge
National Anthem
diction brought
close.
Grand Bend was the setting for
the annual Love-Forrest reunion
the weather being ideal and the
event enjoyed by 13U members of
the clan from Parkhill,
Gravenhurst, McKillop,
Hillsgreen, Varna and
The largest attendance in six years
reported, Mr, Andrew Love of Hen-
sail, who Is in his 90 th year, att
ended the event and has never mis
sed a reunion for the past 30 years
or more. Sports were directed by
Percy Campbell ,qf Exeter and Colin
Love, of Grand Bend. A most delic
ious supper was served in the pavil
ion and much enjoyed by all.
Officers appointed for 1945 are:
President. John Love, Grand Bend;
vice-pres. Ross Love, Hillsgreen;
secy., Hugh Love, Hensail. The
1945 reunion will be held at Bay
field,
Now ready in most breeds
Come and get them I
and Larry Culbert
their own pleasant
busy as they were
the romances of.
of Tim and
tangled until
a hand.
and Larry to
very close to
Whereas a division in World
Wai’ I used 4,400' horses and 153
motor
8,000
same
2,700
horsepower
combustion engines.
Mr. and Mrs. David Papple, of
Tuckersmith, have received word
that their son, Rifleman Robert
Paterson Papple, was killed in ac
tion on June 6, in the invasion of
France. Robert Papple was born,
in Tuckersmith 30' years ago and
received his education at the local
school. Prior to enlisting, he work
ed in a munition factory in Toronto,
where he joined the service in June
19 43, He trained at Toronto, Brant
ford, Camp Borden and Debert, He
left for overseas in March of this
year and joined the Queen’s Own
Rifles there. Besides his parents
he is survived by four brothers and
six sisters.
Phone 246
Alvin Kerslake. Hensail — Agent
Hope Castler
hadn’t time for
little romance,
with managing
other people. The affairs of Winnie
and Ja’ck, and those
Katherine were sadly
Hope and Larry took
It was up to Hope
salvage two romances
their hearts. For the happy mar
riage of Winnie and Jack, Hope’s
guardians and friends, was threat
ened; and the engagement of Tim,
Larry’s elder brother, to pretty
Katherine Stall was broken.
Hope and Larry had been com
rades so long they hardly realized
Hope
twen-1
with
forgot
they were grown up. But
was nineteen and Larry was
ty, and in their concern
other people’s romances they
that they were in love themselves.
The first chapter of this charming
story appears in next week’s issue
of the Times-Advocate.
of Oshawa Hospital,
week with her par-
Mrs. Murray Elliott.
Conlin, R.N., of Lon-
The lives of many young people are mado miser
able by the breaking out of pimples, ancl you probably
Know of cases where a promising romance has been
•polled by those red, white, festering and pus filled
•ores oh the face: , »
The trouble is not so much physical pain, blit tho
mental suffering caused by the embarrassing disfigurement which very
often -makes the sufferer ashamed to go out in company.
The quickest way to get rid of pimples is to improve the general health
by a thorough cleansing of the blood. ,
- Burdock Blood Bitters helps to cleanse tho blood .and with the blood
cleansed the complexion should clear up.
' Tlw T. Milburn Co.; LlxnlUd, Toroato, ()nt.
CENTRALIA
Mrs. George Godbolt attended
Golden Jubilee of the W.A.
Saintsbury.
Mrs. Harvey Godbolt is recover
ing from blood poisoning. It was
necessary to have the finger lanced
Sunday night.
Miss Jeanette Davis, of Saints
bury, spent the week-end with Mr.
and Mrs. George Godbolt.
Miss Mildred Elliott, R.N., assist
ant supervisor
spent the past
ents, Mr. and
Miss Bernice
don, spent the week-end with her
parents, Mr, and Mrs. Frank Con
lin.
Mr. and Mrs. Harris West, Mrs.
T. Willis and Miss Flossie Davey
visited Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
Henderson at Atwood.
Mrs. Ken Hodgins. Elinore Mae
and Keith attended the Mitchel re
union at Springbank on Saturday.
Mr. and Mrs. Fred Penwarden
visited Sunday with Mr. and Mfrs.
Garnet Johns at Winchelsea.
Misses Marjorie and Helen Essery,
of London, spent the week-end at
their homes here.
Mr.
called
Flynn
where
his brothel’ Harold, who has been
seriously ill with pneumonia fol
lowing his recent accident. We are
glad to report that Harold is im
proving.
Mrs, T. Boyes, Mrs. Elmer Wil
son, Mrs. Wm. Bowden and Fred
were in Toronto on Saturday attend
ing the funeral of Mr. Tlios. Boyle,
a highly esteemed business man of
that city. Mrs. Boyes and Mrs. Bow
don have the sympathy of many
friends in the loss of their brother.
Mrs. Geo. Flynn is nursing Mrs.
E. Henry in Clandeboye.
The Sunday School picnic was
postponed (on account of rain)
from Friday of last week until the
coming Friday and Will be held at
Spruce Grove. Supper will be serv
ed at 5,30 p.m, followed by a good
list of sports, Come and bring your
lunch basket.
The Y.P.U. are having a Whiner
roast on Friday evening, July 7tli.
All young people
Andrew’s stere
date In mind;
store for you,
(Intended
Mrs. F. Davis visited for a few
.days during the past week with her
sister, Mrs, Goo. Godbolt.
Gecil Flynn, of Port Colborne,
on his mother, Mrs. George
on his return from Detroit
he had spent a few days with
at
a
are to meet at
8 p.m. Keep this
good time is ill
for last week)
WEAR. IT ON YOUR ARM
Yes, we need your help... and need it badly.
This is the biggest job we have ever
tackled! Everything depends upon Victory.
Canada’s Army needs volunteers NOW.
And, that means you and you and you!
Wear Canada’s Badge of Honour on your
arm. You’ll be proud of it, so will your
frietids.
Every man who as able has got to do his bit!