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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1945-09-20, Page 9ff THE TIMES-APVOCATE, EXETER, ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 20, 1545 .» by Rita Hanson IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII The story thus far; Lesley Saun­ ders, visiting her married sister in Guayalagos, begins to know the: fear that besets the wives of all Brett Hawley’s pilots when she her­ self falls in love with Brett, The small airline, operated by Hawley, in order to beat down competition, is forced to fly its contract ship­ ments regardless of weather?, and fatal accidents are not uncommon. Now, however, mysterious sabotage Mary Waring's husband is killed when his plane is fired upon in the mountains; then Brett narrowly es­ capes death when one motor and his radio fail him at a crucial point during a storm. In love with Brett who doesn’t seem to return tne affection, Lesley is annoyed with the attentions of the wealthy native, Senor del Santo, whom Edith, her sister, urges her to en­ courage. Compelled by courtesy to attend a party at del Santo’s in honor of his niece, Lesley chances to overhear a mysterious caller tell her’host that “Tonight’s all set.” lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll thing back at the airport? Yfou know I miss it as much as I miss home.” “We’re getting along , . . not full speed ahead , , . just getting along,” She looked at him anxiously. “Is anything wrong, Brett?” “Oh, nothing you can put your finger on. Just little things, near accidents and things that mysteri­ ously go wrong, But there is a bright side, Jim Stearns is turning DoingIMUSY, UWVVVVV*, JUJULUUVUU SWM.vKM<ev o,uv> has been, added to tlielr hazards, I put pretty well after all. 'll /T « TX T rx «• et hiiohanrl io ’LHIlorl D’./Yrtrl TUrtvlr* CHAPTER X The square was hung with lan- terns of every shape and color and festooned lavishly with flowers. Groups of musicians played their .separate melodies with a fine dis­ regard for one another and the air was filled with their medley. The crowd, brilliantly dressed, was. en­ joying itself to its capacity. Lesley, wide-eyed with excitement, came down with del Santo, danced once around the square and drank ta glass .of peppery wine. She wanted to talk to Miguel but it was impos­ sible to get him alone. He was in his proper setting now; the lord of the manor . . . gracious and com­ pletely charming. In the crowd he lost track of Lesley. She wandered through the 'jost­ ling crowd, enjoying the gaiety, but looking for something more. At last she found it. |At one of the booths she saw Brett talking to two black-eyed girls. He came to her at once, and her chest and throat were fluttery with excite-! ment when- he shook hands with her and smiled his bold dark grin. “I haven’t seen you since the night of the big wind,” he said. 4‘The night our charming conver­ sation was cut off when my radio went dead.” “I’ll never forget that. We were .all so horribly scared, Brett.” He took her arm and they began to walk. “Would you like anything to eat? Or a drink*” “Not yet,” she said. “I’d rather just walk around and see every­ thing.” They pushed their way through the crowds and out to the river, filled tonight with lighted boats. Lesley said, “How is evisry- f lowers. noolri'3 “nA forehead- eootheD’ u pe“eMB [lanr®atio“' “““'o’eta bot*> wW' ^nd ke®P Hensail Library Board Meeting A* meeting of the Public Library Board was held on Sept, ljth, at 8 p.m., in the Council Chamber with the following members being present: R. Shaddick, Miss Ellis, Mrs. Joy nt, Mrs. Goodwin, Rev, R. A Brook. The minutes of the previous meeting were iread and approved. The librarian's port for the month of August: adulf fiction 264, juvenile fiction 207, non fiction 39, juvenile non i fiction 5; total 515. The report of S feeaft of %lef ata fowwtor ot public libraries ZURICH RESIDENT DIES Peter HCoehler, of Zurich, died Sunday, Sept. 10th, at his home in hig 92nd year. Mr. Koehler was born in bay Township, where he farmed until about 25. years ago when he moved to Zurich. Surviv­ ing are, his wife; two sons, Edwin, of Toronto, and Addison, of De­ troit; three daughters, Ada and Halma, of Toronto, and Mrs, Mc­ Leod, of Guelph; 12 grandchildren, and 14 great-grandchildren, A private funeral service was held at the home Tuesday, followed by a public service at the Evangelical Church,, of which he was a member. Interment took place at Bronson Line Cemetery, Blended for Quality llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll He had never looked like this be­ fore, “Senon del Santo . . /’ she said, “please let go of my hands." He released them quickly with a growled curse as he looked over her shoulder. She turned and saw; Jimmie walking into the arbor. With a v-.M jumped up and ran to him. “Jim­ mie, you’re late. I’ve been wait­ ing so long!” Jimmie said, “You look kind oi strange, Leslie. What’s the mat­ ter?” “Nothing. Nothing!” she snapped. “Have you seen Nick? I want to talk, to him!” “I wanted to talk to you myself, Lesley, Gosh, I haven’t seen you for a week, Can’t you find Nick later?” “Therh he is,” she said suddenly, seeing him walk toward them from the front drive where parked the airport car. and he came over, but before she could say anything, he “Brett just had some _ Got a cable that his sister Anne and her son are flying down from Cuba in a couple of days,” “What?” Lesley gasped, hearing her own voice strained and high. “W'hat did you say his sister’s name was?” “Anne. Anne something or oth­ er. She married some wealthy guy ,from Havana. She’s Brett's only relative, I think. He’s very fond of her . . .” Anne! The girl in the silver frame! “Nick,” she said, “■! have to go back to the airport for some­ thing I forgot! Wait for me, I won’t be long!” >She was running across the soft grass, heedless of Jimmie’s and Nick's questions that followed her unanswered, heedless of ‘just what she would do when she got to the airport. All she knew was that she had to see Brett once more. She ran to the garage, Del Santo had told her she could use his car whenever 1 she wanted it. She thought of del Santo and the idea she had meant to tell Nick, that would have to wait. The tive chauffeur was standing in garage smoking a cigarette, gave him her orders and in a - moments the dark, wooded road was spinning by the windows ana the noise of the fiesta was far be­ hind. She sat on the edge of her seat, hex' nails tearing through the deli­ cate scarf she twisted unconscious­ ly. He would be taking off any minute now. They were about a mile from the airport. The big car slowed down and came to a 'grind­ ing stop. “Why are you stopping?” she demanded. “I’m in a hurry!” The man looked out the side win­ dow, not noticing her. “Answer me!” she said, “I wish you to Start the car again. Hurry!” Two shadows moved out of the deep woods along the road, and both doors of the car opened at the same time. Before she could scream or struggle, th© two men had tied her hands and stuffed a soft cloth ball into her mouth. It was so simple and so silent, and the chauf­ feur sat in front so calmly, not even bothering to look around and see what was happening, that it seemed like a confused dream. . The two men were sitting on each side of her now, and at a word from one of them the car started and continued along the road to the airport. Les­ ley just sat there, in a sort of sus­ pended state, waiting for what would happen next, not^even try­ ing to puzzle it out. Just out. of sight of the airport the car pulled to the side of the road and the motor idled. They had only a short wait. A running figure came toward the open door and one of the men moved up into the front seat to make room in the back for Estella Vargos. The dark-haired scowling girl gave one contemptuous look at Les­ ley. “Drive to the landing.” she directed in a harsh voice. “He has ordered her taken aboard the yacht,” The car started up again but she ordered the motor turned off with an impatient word. From the airport they heard the faint steady whine of. the motor of Brett’s ship. He. was taking off on his long midnight flight. The ship rose over the , trees and Lesley caught a glimpse of jt through the window. One of the men said, “Is it all arranged?” Estella twisted, face. “Yes,’ “I have will never come back. No will never come back!” (To Bo Continued) Lesley learns more of the plot. was read, stating that the library was in excellent condition, clean and tidy, andx considered by him among the good libraries of the Province, The circulation was fair­ ly high, being about eight books per capita. The librarian was up to her business, knowing the dif­ ferent readers, their likes and dis­ likes, also good at keeping all re­ cords and showing good initiative. He highly commended the Board on their service to the different local schools in supplying books for the children1: He eral suggestions to the salary of service rendered supplying light, service and suggested that the same be charged for by the council and a record of the same be kept and added to the annual report as ex­ penses of the Board, and stated that the grants were figured out according to the expenditures and if the same was done that the lib­ rary would rank well with any in the Province, He also stated that he was recommending a special grant in recognition of the serv­ ices rendered. Motion: that the Board thank the Inspector, Mr. Angus Mowat, for his very com­ prehensive report and suggestions and that this Board follow the sug­ gestions as far as possible.’Carried. Miotion: that the librarian be paid $15.00 a month, starting 'Sept. 1, 1945, Carried. Motion: that in the future rural schools pay the annual fee of $5.00 in advance. Carried. Motion: that the account of Wen­ dell Holmes be looked into by the Treasurer. Carried. Motion: that the meeting adjourn to meet Oct, 9th, 1945. also offered sev- to the Board as the librarian, the by the council in heat and" janitor J. A, Paterson, Sec’y TOE DICE ARE AGAINST YOU BUT NOW COMES THE REAL TESTING TIME. 1932. Hab- have This advertisement Is one of a series being Issued by the Government of Canada to emphasize the Importance of preventing a further Increase In tha cost of living how and deflation and unemployment later. «* Keep On watching yoUr buying. Don’t rush to buy scarce good*. Keep on saving your money. Put if into Victory bonds and War Savings certificates. i* Keep on supporting wage and price controls, and rationing. Keep on fighting inflation cind its black shadow...deflation. World sugar stocks are dangerously low use less — use with discretion BUT INFLATION IS ALWAYS FOLLOWED BY DEFLATION. And deflation brings cancelled Orders, bankrupt businesses^ mortgage foreclosures, unemployment and distress-distress you can’t avoid. Until industry gets back to normal, price ceilings, rationing and bther controls are our safeguard. The danger of inflation and its black shadow, deflation, will last as long as goods are scarce and insufficient to meet demands. With the war over and plenty of money in our pockets it’s easy to overlook the danger. It’s easy to think that paying just a little more to get something we Want is unimportant now. . It’s easy to think that what you do can’t hurt—and to-forget that careless, extravagant buying is a sure way to help a general rise in prices. That’s how inflation gets going. good work,” ’ “That’s wonderful! I’m glad for both of you!” “It’s because of you,” Brett an­ swered quietly, “I guess you realize what you’ve done for him.” I “He told me his story," Leslie said falteringly, “That made him feel better.” “He loves you very much, Lesley. : And he’s had a lot of bad breaks." Hi's voice told hei’ what he meant, i He was warning hei' not to hurt Jimmie, Ghe felt an angry hard ball in her throat. He didn't need to tell her that! She had been the .one who had befriended Jimmie from the first! “You’ve helped him more than anyone else could have,” Brett went on, , “Thanks,” Lesley said shortly. She didn't want to talk about Jim­ mie any more. They had walked out of the crowd around a bend in the river where there were no , boats. It was a silver-cool night with a subtle white moon and the faintest breeze to carry the music after them. They sat on the trunk of a fallen tree and watched the slow current of_ the river. * She wished that she dared to asa him about Anne—the girl who smiled in a silver frame on his dresser. When he was silent she wondered if 'he was thinking qf her, wishing she were there instead of Lesley. The thought was torture. Before she realized it Lesley said something she hadn’t meant to sa> at all. “Brett," she smiled. “Do you know I still owe you something? He turned and looked at hei' and she swallowed in embarrassment. “When you went away that night .... when you kissed me, you .said I’d .owe you another kiss when you got back . . . for saving Jimbiie. You did risk your life when you could have sent him. I’m grateful for that.” She stopped in perfect confusion. He was staring at her without 'expression, and now he stood up. “You don’t owe it to me any­ more,” he said stiffly. “I’ve been paid.” She stood up, too, taut with au­ ger and humiliation. It wouldn't have been as bad if he had slapped her face. He .said, “I’m afraid I’ll have to be getting back to. work. Got a flight tonight. Do you mind going back now?” “Of course not.” She walked at his side, swishing the long skirt around her feet as she kept up with his swift steps. In the square he said, “I suppose I’ll see you around the 'airport be­ fore you go home?” “I don’t think so,” .she answered. “I might not have time to go back there at all. I’m sailing tomorrow, evening.” “I’m sorry,” he said. “I you’ll come down again.” “It’s 'a long way,” she crisply. “Yes,” he said. “It’s a long to New York. 'Goodbye, Lesley. She watched his broad back dis­ appear through the crowd. Del .Santo found her walking to­ ward the house. He insisted on bringing hei' back to the party, but when she told him sli'e wanted to talk to him, he led her into a lit­ tle red-roofed arbor, .surrounded by .gleaming, white flowered bushes. “You look unhappy, my dear,” del Santo said softly. “I’m sorry you don’t enjoy the party.” “Oh, I do enjoy it!” she saia earnestly. She didn’t quite know how to begin. It was difficult to know what to say. “I’m just a little worried. I heard something tonight that , . . well, that sounded so frightening, it upset me.” But no! Tell me what it will take care of it!” “It might be rather silly, wag wandering around the yards this evening and I two men in the dark shadows talk­ ing in a way that sounded , . . well, as though they were plotting some­ thing. One of them said tonight was the night and the other warned him that he had “All, it sounds detective novel!’ smilingly. “But wonder what my servants can be up to?” “I’m glad you don’t know any­ thing about it,” Lesley said earn­ estly, looking at him with wide, calm eyes, although her heart was beating wildly. “Because I almost fancied that one of the voices was yours.” She saw the half-moment of sur­ prise when his face moved out of Control tot his usual suavity. ‘When, she saw it She was sure > of what' he was. All slie had to do now was help him laugh off the suspicion and get away from him, so she could Confide her idea in .somebody. His eyes were expressionless again, but she was sure of what she had seen* Then she laughed. “I guess I’ve boon reading too many detec­ tive novels, as you said, I’m look­ ing everywhere .for saboteurs and .murderers! , . But lib didn’t laugh With her. He sht down on the bench and took her hands in a cold grasp; “What else did you hear? Tell me everything; What did you hear?" , She felt a slilver of appreliehsioh. saia WE’LL JUST HAVE TO TAKE A SMALLER SLICE fee had She waved said: good news. IF TH6 SLICES Af?e SMALLER rneeie'LL. se Enough ]CO^ ei/eayeooY &a/apA • ♦ •« * w b La gui i Highland Cedar FENCE POST LARGE RUN Sound, Sti’aight and Peeled AT LOWER PRICES also Lumber and Shingles A. J. CLATWORTHY We Deliver Phone 12 Granton w way>> Is! I but 1 court- ;O V Gl1116 iti’d better not fail!” like an American idei Santo said in my house! I Canadians are lucky. So far we’ve prevented inflation and avoided deflation. It’s not been just good luck. Your support—everybody’s support—of price ceilings, rationing and other controls alone has made it possible. ‘Is Lesley looked at and got a shock at the terrified look/ on the girl’s Estella said in a whisper, sent him to his death! He . . he Bowel Complaints of Children During the hot summer and early fall months most children, ana ‘especially those teething^ are subject to diarrhoea, dysentery, colic, cholera infantum and other bowel com­ plaints. Every mother should keep a hottlo of Dr. Fowlef’s Extract of Wild Strawberry in the liomo as a pro­ tection against sudden attacks of these troubles. Don’t experiment with, new and untried remedies. Consider your child’s health. Get * ‘ Dr, Fowler ’o ’ ’ It has been successfully used by thousands of Canadian mothers dur­ ing the past 94 years it has been on the market. Don’t accept a substitute. Get the genuine ^‘Dr. Fowler’s.’* Tho T. Milburn Co,, Ltd., Toronto, Onfc Heads Liberal Caucus William Henry Golding, M.P., for Huron-Perth, was elected chairman of the general caucus of the Liberal party at its first meeting of the session of the 20 th Parliament Wednesday of last week, Mr. Gold­ ing succeeds Dr. T. F. Donnelly, former member for Wood Mountain and now cojnmissioner on the Cana­ dian Farm Loan Board at Ottawa. Mr. Golding was chosen ehairman of the caucus of Ontario Liberal members on Tuesday, He has been a member of parliament since Misses Jean Krueger, Arvis erer and Baureen Schilbe returned home after spending sev­ eral weeks oh duty at Oakwood inn, near Grand Bend, The girls are off to Hxeter High School ad students. Zurich Herald HAD IT BEFORE THE BU8BIE* 1920^ burst Jr V Jr 1K PRICES^^lUMPED bNtMPlOYMEHT ^9 FOLLOWED 0 '1918 1922 V UTS NOT HAVE/TAGAIN