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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1945-07-12, Page 7<!• THE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER, ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, JULY 12, iiiniin iiinmi “thunderhead”... by .. Rita Hanson Starting this week CHAPTER I at 6X- his his Short trip to Guaya- was one thing to be Because, after the had shown her the and the captain had The harbor of Guayalagos, green- edged and -smooth, broke into view as the freighter, Traveller, rounded the headlands. The girl, standing at the rail, looked first up to the high plateaus above the town where . an airplane beacpn and an (Ameri­ can flag, hanging lifeless in the still air, .indicated the airport. She turned and saw the other American passenger was also looking up the airport. But there was no pressioh Of anticipation on face, not even a thrill at seeing flag. In the moment that she stared at him, she saw only fear and dis­ like in his face. Or at least, she fancied she did, She couldn’t be sure, for when she looked at him again, his thin face had resumed 1 its expressionless shell and he had turned his back oii Guayalagos. Lesley .Saunders found 'herself wondering about him again. He had been a mystery ever since he’d stepped aboard. He never talked to anyone. The few times Lesley had caught him staring at her, he’d quickly looked away from her eyes. It was disturbing and also boring, for he and (Lesley, and an old gentleman who spoke only Portu­ guese, were the complete passenger list. Lesley had taken a regular cruise ship from New York and ■left it at La Guaira where she had boarded this oil company freighter. It was only a Iagos and that thankful for. . chief engiheei’ Diesel engines taken her up on the bridge, there was literally nothing to do. Ex­ cept watch for the low green Vene­ zuelan coastline that appeared oc­ casionally, and wish that Mr. Stearne—that was the silent young man’s name—would break up her solitaire game. But he never did. The chief engineer came up from below and tipped his cap. He was au engaging young French­ man from French Guiana. His father had been an official at the penal colony and he told Lesley stories of Devil’s Island at dinner. He spoke Engish almost perfectly. "There is your destination, Miss Saunders! It is very beautiful in its own way, is it not?” She agreed with him. The city was squalid and sprawling on the low hills that rose to the high plateau. The shore was lined with busy wharves and unpainted ugly buildings and at one end rose -the structures of the American icom- pany’s oil refinery. Guayalagos was no cruise stop; its port sheltered oil tankers and fruit boats and it was a businesslike city. Yet it was also an ancient (City t'hat remembered the past; surrounded by things; the steaming vivid of the river country and backdrop, Cuyajara, the mountain that rose in misty purple ridges back of the ’ plateau. Seen from the harbor, it was a mixture of squalor, ugliness and loveliness, that combined to make a subtle kind of beauty. Lesley felt it, just as the young Frenchman, with his inherited love of beauty, did. They were silent until the boat was near­ ing its moorings. “Forgive me, Miss Saunders,” he said, “But I have been wondering what a girl Uke you is going tp do in Guayalagos. You are tp marry one of the American oil men per­ haps?” She laughed and pointed up to the airport. “I dpn’t know any oil men yet, I’m headed for the field up there, My sister married an ayiator whp works for this airline, and I came down ‘here to visit her.” “Oh,” He looked up and saw a plane just taking off. It circled the field and rose up over the green tree-tops. It headed south, toward the oil fields. The Frenchman said, "I have met the man who owns the airline. His name is Brett Hawley. He has kept it going for two years, flying supplies to the oil fields, getj- ting through when no one else could. To the people here, he is a great man, but they are all afraid of him,” "My sister has written to me about him,” Lesley said. "She says she never worries about Nick . , , that’s her husband ... as long as Brett Hawley is running things. She says he gets the planes through on will power and stubbornness when there isn’t any other way to do it.” She half-turned her head and saw that the blonde young man was listening carefully. He started walking away, when he saw that she had noticed him. She couldn’t find her sister, Edith, in the little crowd that had gathered to watch the boat. Nick wasn’t in sight either. There was a tangle of loud noises and strange interesting odors and more people than she had thought, there would be. For a moment she felt rather lost. Then she saw a tall, lean man in semi-white slacks making his way toward her. He was light-eyed and tanned to the ed leather and he he hadn’t shaved days. He touched hat and smiled a little. “I’m Hen­ nessey. Youi’ to fetch you. Saunders?” "Yes,” she you do, Mr. Hennessey? I was 'hop­ ing' I'd see a friendly face some­ where!” He smiled a little again and left her to arrange for her baggage. When he returned, they walked out to the street where an old open car waited with her luggage piled in the rear. They drove fast through the narrow streets scattering chick­ ens and childred and scraping the I walls of houses as theyturned sharp corners. They met every­ thing on the way but another car. Hennessey told her there were sev-' eral trucks but only three pleasure cars in Guayalagos; this American car owned by 'head of the oil company foreign car owned by Santo, who had. a coffee plantation in the uplands. The streets went uphill until they were almost on the plateau when Hennessey stopped before a cluster of frame houses set id a clump of trees.. “This is the American col­ ony,” he 'said with a trace of hu­ mor in 'his dry voice, "Five houses, a bar room, three dogs and this 1929 touring car.” She was getting out of the car when she saw Hennessey look be­ hind her and stiffen. She turned and looked up the road that led to the airport. Four men were walk­ ing toward them carrying a stret­ cher and a sheet-covered figure. Hennessey said, "Take him into our house. It’ll bo bettei* for Mary if we leave him there tonight!” The men went by silently and before Lesley had time to ask any questions, Edith came running out of the house nearest them. how glad ran into could tell and -that color of burnish- looked as fhougn for a couple of his wide straw ancient jungles for a eternal & the chairmanship Pt the Depart­ ment pc Labor. Industrial Selection and Release Commlttsea consisting of representatives of the Defence Departments and the Departments of 'Labour and Reconstruction have been set up at Vancouver, Edmon­ ton, Regina, Winnipeg, London, Toronto, Kingston, Montreal, Que­ bec, Saint John and Halifax, If an employer requires the ger* vices of a key worker he is requir­ ed to make application tn his local committee. This .committee will go over the case, and recommend ph its merits. The recommendation, will be passed to the board at Ot­ tawa and fhe board in turn will forward the appljation to the serv­ ices with, the board’s decision. If the branch of the forces in which the man is serving can spare the man, he will be released. When it comes to the release of such needed key personnel, the man affected must agree, If he de­ cides he wishes to gp, his release will bp carried put 'by actual dis­ charge, or by granting leave subject to recall. The procedure applies to men either overseas or in 'Canada whose discharge will be taking place in due course. . The release of key personnel will npt be on a wholesale basis, be Very limited in. number, will be limited to men and who are deemed absolutely tial to the job of gearing Canada’s economy to the task of putting into jobs the men and women who have served their country overseas, and who now want to adjust themselves to civilian life. mouths may seem a ‘long time. But turning men from war to peace is a subject that takes time . . it also needs experts. aAU over the country there are business firms, factories and Indus* trial plants which are short -of ■man­ power, and which will welcome with open arms certain trained workers. But if these firms are going to ex­ pand, they need men to assist In drawing up the plans to keep sup­ ervisory positions filled. There, is also a need for scientists and edu­ cationists at the present time. The change-over from war to ~ peacetime production in many in­ points tp be covered, or for specialdustries is also seeing the peed for information, are welcomed. Key Men for Reconstruction As the machinery for transform­ ing soldier to civilian speeds up is In, re- to meet the need of the subject, the Information Committee •for Re.sister someday!" Edith took her arm and Jed her over to the couch where a flay thin woman was sitting silently. “Mary, this is my sister, (Lesley, and Les­ ley, I want you to meet Mary Waring, You know all about her, I suppose, from my -letters.” The woman smiled up at her and gripped her hand very hard. There wag a tenseness about her; her eyes were large and too shiny, her hands were cold and her voice was so low that Lesley could barely • ,hear it. She felt a little awkward! tbe’’e U an increasing need for key with this intense woman staring at men' Tk®8e key men ?re the excep' REHABILITATION The subject Qi rehabilitation one that is confronting Canada a very vital way . *. and one that Canada is tackling with all its sources. In order clarification habilitation is releasing a number of stories dealing with the broader aspects of the situation. The attached is the first of these stories, Any suggestions regarding BAKE YOUK tyOMI HOTEL WAVERLET SPAXHNA AVt. a* • CCU«OI.«T. Edith in back of her, up and put his arm YC’mon Lesley, I want out and show you to her and she said the first thing she c'ould think of, "Oh, yes, Eadie’s told me a lot about you! You're 'Red' Waring’s wife, aren’t you?” The cold little hand dropped out of hers and she heard an audible breath from Nick came around her. to take you the boys before Edith starts talk­ ing to you!” Knowing that she had somehow said something very wrong, Lesley allowed herself to be propeled out the front door. Nick walked hei' down the path out of ehrslipt of the house. “Wh'at’s the matter, Nick?” she asked for she could see that his dark expressive face was troubled. "Did I do something I shouldn’t have?” "No, Les,” he said. “There’s just something I have t0 tell you. Edith wanted me she might "Nick!” saw them from the _ Has that anything to do with it? "Yes,” Jtion which proves the rule of a "first-in-flrst-put” policy in regard to discharge of Canadian service men and women. Broadly speaking, the crux of the key personnel matter is this: It is necessary to get men out of the army in order to prepare work for other men to do. At the present time, and increas­ ingly in the months to come, there are* problems, in regard to re-allo­ cation of manpower as men return from overseas. It has, been antici­ pated that it will take a matter of 18 months to repatriate all of these overseas personnel. To relatives who are anxiously awaiting the re­ turn these servicemen, 18 alterations in plant and and a large volume of struOtion, This programme, it stated, is expected to make a heavy demand on the country’s labor re­ sources, and will ultimately provide new employment for many. And this is why the government is facilitating the release of cer­ tain key men so that their services will be available in preparing for reconstruction. The thing that will govern these key men and the thing that will bring them out of the army into civilian life ahead of some of their comrades is their essentiality in the work of reconstruction, and also in the effective prosecution of the war. Here is how the machinery for the release of these key men works. , An industrial selection and release board has been established at Ot­ tawa. This board operates under onachinery new con- has been It will and it women essen- sister sent me down I reckon you’re Miss said; “I am. How do MOO IM wrn- •OHBvprwi WMVtmTW. LOCATli Hm RATES n.60 -13.50 Diubli: ■ -FOLDffN VHOU Miff WT1THJK tMTA4« A beautiful 'Russian actress was at a reception. She was asked by her hostess to recite something, She could think of nothing to suit the occasion, and begged to be let off with a short selection In her nat­ ive language. Hei* audience could not under* stand a word, but were enthralled by her gestures and tones. She eived tremendous applause. Just before the guest went hostess said, "Do tell me what recited?” “It has no name,” said the ress. "I was counting from one to two hundred and thirty—In Rus­ sian.” rec- her you act- OLD CHUM THIE RE IS J NO OTHER*; TOBACtO j one, a new the foreign and an old Senor del FOR PIPE OR r6U!NG YOUR OWjN ley, darling! Oh, see you!” -She arms and Lesley had been crying just put on it. “Edith,” fear in her, how is he?’ “Oh, Nicb her. "He’s ao ill. Backache-Kidneys Cry for Help Most people fail to recognize tlio seriousness of a bad back. * The stitches, twitches, and twinges are bad enough and cause great suf­ fering, but back ef the backache and the Cause of it all is the dis­ ordered kidneys crying out a warn­ ing through the back, _ , A pain in the back is the kidneys.’ cry for help. Go to their assistance. Get a box Of Ddan’s Kidney Bills. A remedy for backache and sick kidneys. . , . ” Doan’s” are phi Up in ah oblong gray box with out trade mark a i(Maple Leaf” oh the wrapper,Refuse substitutes. Get ‘ 'Debit ’ Tho T. MtiburU Co., Ltd,, Toronto, Ont. to do it. She was afraid cry.” she said suddenly, “I bringing someone down airport in a stretcher. • I he answered in a low voice. “Red Waring was killed last night. He ran into a mountain in the- fog.” "Oh, Nick!” Though she had never seen Mary Waring’s hus­ band, Nick’s words were a physi­ cal shock to her. She felt she know him from the description she had read in Edith’s letters. Red was the comedian; the red-headed kid who was always making people laugh . . . “Oh, Nick!” she whis­ pered again. "How awful! And I had to icome today and make his wife feel so much worse!” She was trembling and he took her hands into his. "No, Lesley, you couldn’t have known. But you see, none of us are talking about Red I now. That’s the rule down here. It’s easier for all of us. Because, you know, it could have been any­ one of us!”of us!” (Continued next week) Edith has romantic plans for her sister. 5 “Les- I am to Lesley's that she she had a lot of powder to hide she -said. “Nick! . with sudden . ig he, . . . :’s fine inside, go ill. Hennessey, dear and bring in later? ward the hotise: Edith said, you’ve you’re than I “Oh,Lesley taking a deep breath, so much wonderful fresh I’ve left New York little office . . . and and I’ve not !” Edith assured Come on, We’ll will ydu be e the bags a little The two girls walked to- arm in arm and You don’t look like been sick at all. Why, bigger and healthier-looking am right now!” I do feel good now! answered, “I’Ve had air since my stuffy been eating and sleeping and doing a lick of work!” Edith opened the screen door. Yhe room inside wag dim and dark­ ly scobl. Lesley saw Nick first and she and het brother-in-law had kissed arid exchanged greetings be­ fore she Saw, that there Whs an­ other person in the room. Nick said, “My gosh, you’ve turned out to be a beautiful baby in the last two years! You’ll catch up to youf Weyburn School Picnic Union S.S. No. .15, Hdy and Stephen held their picnic on June 29th at Turnbull’s Grove. During the afternoon the following sports were held, children’s race under 6, Margaret Keller,’ Marlene Hudson, Sandra Sharrow; Children’s race 6 and 7, Eugene Keller, Ivan Luther, Gloria Keller; children’s race 8 and 9, Ross Turnbull, Allan Becker, Marjorie Keller; children’s race 10 and 11. Carl Turnbull, Graham Truemner, Elgin Keller; boy’s race 12 to 14, Jacob Schroeder, Lome Luther. Keith Keller; young ladies’ race, Doris. Sharrow, Ruth Keller, Verda Keller; young men’s race, Fred Turnbull, Eric Turnbull, Or­ ville Truemner; married women’s race, Mrs. M. Luther, Mrs. L. Fah- uer. Mirs. H. Becker; married men’s race, Eddie Turnbull, Olin Truem­ ner, Ed. W'illert; 3 legged race, Shirley Luther and Anna Wade, Mrs. L. Fahner and Mrs. M. Luther, Mrs. Ed. Turnbull and Mrs. E. Des- jardine; wheel barrow ra'ce, Eddie Turnbull and Lome Luther, Orville and Graham hopping race, Shirley Luther men’s throwing the soft ball, vllle Truemner, Lloyd Keller Truemtter per, bull, race, Truemner, R. Becker; kernels of .Wade; dropping pennies into Doris Sharrow lug a hard boiled Mrs. L. Fahnet’s ball relay, Shirley game of crumbs, was also played Elgin Keller. A SOME GOODS ARE STILL SCARCE . . . war came. Most civilian goods had to be diverted to war needs. That caused shortages of civilian goods—that was the RED LIGHT Some restrictions have been lifted, but war demands are still great. We must help our Allies and the liberated coun­ tries. We can’t neglect them. Truemner; ladies' Mrs. E. Desjardins, , Mildred Sharrow; Or- Olin ladies’ kicking the slip- Mrs. M, Turn- M. Luther; farmerette L. Fahner and Orville Mrs. W. •Schroeder and guessing the number of corn in B lb. Mrs. L. Mason. Mrs. Mrs, Anna a jar carry spoon throwing a crusts And crabs mystery spot, delicious supper was served including iOO-cream and lemonade. Mrs, Elmer Eesjardino, who was the teacher fdr the past .Year, is re-engaged for the coming term relay races, egg on a side Luther’s aide V-889, first German sub to sur­ render on the North American const, had a complete set of tide tables for the ehstehn water ap- proaches to Canada. (This is the YELLOW LIGHT ONLY). It does not mean the end of shortages. Getting hack to peacetime production will be piecemeal and gradual. Goodwill, patience and energy now will assure a prosperous Canada tomorrow. Only after Victory over Japan can the Green Light be switched on, and the road cleared for enough production to meet all our civilian needs.