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Home My WebLink AboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-05-28, Page 6is PHYSICIAN ATelephone 29. J. H. CRAWFORDDr. Robt. C. REDMOND PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Wingham Ontario R. S. HETHERINGTON Telephone No. 66 i “I’ve been getting threatening let-the reflection that the description is | ters through the mail; isn’t there a Helen: “Winnie-has a very difficult pay more than $3 -for a single room with bath and plenty are offered at & & S2&* M.R.C.S, (England) L.R.C.P. (London) widely used, because it is such a cap able carrier of disease and because it is allowed to be served in its natural To speak of it as the ue of the greatest human race is natur- Yet because it is so Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone. (Organized by the Canadian Social Hygiene Council), 105 Bond St., Toronto me to marry him, and I can show you state in the great mass of homes Mr Ins letters to prove it. That wouldn’t Herbert’s label is by rnnvinrp nfnnr npnnlA hni- vnii I’tiniw .. . . BARRISTER and SOLICITOR Office — Morton Block. 600 ROOMS Come in any time-at any hour-you cant ttlFFORb for a single room with UTAYLOR bath and plenty are offered at ft. & ft^° Good foo4 every comfort,-every luxury. DR. W. M. CONNELL PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Phone 19. W. A. CRAWFORD, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Located at the office of the late Dr. J, P. Kennedy. Phone 150 Wingham W'TRR'^FT' !f WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES 1 Thursday, May 28th, 193$ WOMAN REX BEACH ‘ ^Copyright by Rex Beach” FINAL INSTALMENT SYNOPSIS: Amos Ethridge found murdered in a country lane with a crude cross of twigs on his breast and a scented sheet of note paper in liiS pocket. He was the richest man in the state with power and influence enough to make himself a candidate for Governor. With his death came hints of an unsavory private life, of scandal that might come to light if the murder is investigated too closely. . . . Mary Holmes, a former ■opera singer whose career was wreck ed when, she lost her voice at the birth of her son, lives in squalor nearest the scene of the crime. . . . on a small chicken farm where she ■ekes out a poor living and tries to find in drink the forgetfulness of past glories when she was Maria di Nardi, world-renowned opera singer . . . . Gerald Holmes, a talented young art ist, is hated and loved by his mother who is embittered because his birth caused the loss of her voice and wrecked her operatic career. He has been befriended by the murdered Eth ridge, and is engaged to another of Amos Ethridge’s proteges . . . Hazel Woods, lovely and brilliant young actress, has been helped to success by Ethridge. She lives in a small cot tage owned by Ethridge . . . Jacob Riggs, eccentric old-time actor, now a doorman at the theater where Hazel Woods plays, has appointed himself her guardian and lives in a room ov er her garage. sobbing: "Jacob! Jacob It’s too late, body’s going to believe her.” The confusion abated somewhat, A man was telephoning for the house doctor and the reporters were prepar ing to leave, when Jacob Riggs step ped forward and spoke to Mrs. Holm es. "Don’t take on so, Miz’ Holmes. Jerry's innocent and I ain’t going to let anything happen to him. 1 know how you feel. It’s the same with me and Hazel. She was given to me as a daughter, and according to Ruth ‘a daughter is better than seven sons.’ ” Miss Woods turned her tear-stained, face towards the speaker; men who were leaving paused to listen, "The Lord struck down Amos Eth ridge, for he was an evil-doer and he delighted in his wickedness. But Jerry wasn’t his instrument. He used Jacob, the son of Isaac. Ethridge was a prince of the country like Shechem, the son of Hamor. He saw Jacob’s daughter and he took her and his soul clave unto her. The Bible tells you what Jacob done. Jacob slew him and the Lord was pleased and He told Jacob to arise and go up to—to some where and build an altar. If Vogel and the policemen had read their Bi bles they’d know who killed Amos Ethridge, the son of Hamor, for it’s all written down. The proof’s there. They can’t blame Jerry.” “What are you talking about?” Haz el inquired sharply. “I’m Jacob!” The old man’s answer was broadcast to all his listeners. A peculiar resonance crept into his voice no NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY tas jie quoted: " ‘Break thou the arm There was a chorus of assent and, of the evil man’! He wrought folly in Mrs. Holmes read in the faces before her a unanimity of opinion that dis mayed her. “But I’ll swear to it,” she faltered. “You’ve sworn to one story—” Dimly the woman realized that the promptings of that mother love which had finally assumed shape within her instead of saving her son had merely I served to completely discredit her,! and if anything to lessen her chance of assisting him. Again she exper-. ienced that wretched feeling of im potence, of trustration. With this feeling the animal in her came to life, blazed into fury. “You—you fouls! ! You idiots!” she stammered shrilly. “You’re doing your j best to make a murderess of me. And ' ■so is Vogel But you shan’t. He’s my boy! I’m a bad woman. I’ve been a i bad mother to him, but he’s fine and ' clean and—you shan’t hurt rim. He’s a genius; he has my talents and his father's-. It’s not his fault that I’m a vain, selfish old—He didn't send me to the degs! Publish my story, every word of it! 1) you hear? It's the truth and I’ll fight you. I’ll fight Vogel. You shan t hurt him. You shan’t! He’s : mine—mine”. Her voice, which had , risen steadily, cracked, became an in coherent cry ot anguish. With her clenched fists she pounded weakly at ‘ the arms of her chair and her face was horribly distorted. Efforts to calm her hysteria were ■futile. Somebody hurried for a glass of water. One of the attorneys drew Hazel aside and tried to tell her some thing, but she understood nothing of what he said, for her own agitation equalled that of Gerald's mother. She clung to the old doorman at her side, lying with Jacob’s daughter and slew him— I The men paused to listen. "Jacob!" the girl wailed. She hid her face in her trembling hands, for now she understood. To think that even he believed her guilty! The others were s over, but they, too, finally grasped what it was the old doorman was trying to tell them. They shot questions at him; they scribbled down his answers. Some one dashed to the telephone and put hi'a call for Vogel. Mary Holmes -trained forward, clutching at Jacob's irm; her lips were moving, her eyes verc riveted upon his face. To A// Canadians^ SINGLE ROOM WITH BATH IN DETROIT Hotel TULLER Stripped, of its garbled Biblical quo tations, the old fellow’s story was simple and easy to ‘follow, and it be spoke a mind deranged but not whol ly unhinged—the mind of a religious fanatic. Not one of his hearers doubt ed the truth of his words. He loved Hazel and he had mis trusted Ethridge; he had moved out to her home in order to watch over her. What he saw had awakened in him a great anger but he could not make up his mind what to do about it until inspiration came from his reading. He was Jacob, and Jacob, so he read, slew the son of Hamor for the same sin that Ethridge had done. As a mark of approval, God Pad re vealed himself to the slayer and had made him great. Once the doorman had realized that this was a divine command, peace came to his soul and he calmly prepared to obey . He bought a revolver-—Jacob told where and when—and on the Thursday night Ethridge had called on Hazel They were standing close together looking into each other’s1 eyes. She crooned over her boy, she pat ted and she petted him, stroked his hair and kissed it. Hazel looked, on titrough a mist of tears. She resisted blindly when, af ter a while, Jerry rose and took her hands in his. "They told me how you stood by us,” she heard him saying, "How you hired those lawyers for me and every thing.” He ran on with something more, something about demented old Jacob and the necessity of making sure that no punishment was visited upon him, but Hazel understood little because of the roaring in her ears. Of course Jerry was grateful, she had expected nothing less. She as sumed, however, that this meeting must be as distressing to him as to her, and she blamed herself for in flicting this unnecessary pain upon i them. [ Mary Holmes fathomed the cause of the girl's peculiar agitation and it indicated the change that bad occur red in the older woman when she for got herself and her own concerns suf ficiently to say: “Jerry, dear, we owe everything to this child. She did as much for me as for you. And yet she wants to run away! If you can forgive me for what I’ve done you can surely forgive her.” “But he has n-nothing to forgive," sobbed the girl, “That’s just it. You don’t understand. Nobody under stands. Tf I were guilty I’d ’deserve punishment, but I’m not. They called me a scarlet woman; they preached sermons about me; they lied and slandered—and they didn’t give me a chance to defend myself! Even old Jacob believed—!” Jerry’s voice rose above her heart broken cry and its tone more than his words quieted her. “I never believed it. Why, if I had doubted you, for an instant, I don’t think I’d have had the courage to endure what I went through.” “Honestly?" The young man nodded. In a strangled voice the girl cried: “Then you’ve got to hear the real truth. Mr. Ethridge may have been a bad man, but he was good to me. Perhaps he had—ideas about me at first. I dare say he had, but he learn ed to know me and to respect me. He said he loved me; anyhow he asked I ...........................#”Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840. Risks taken on all classes of insur ance at reasonable rates, Head Office, Guelph, Ont ABNER COSENS, Agent Wingham. Dr. W. A. McKibbon, B.A. PHYSICIAN Ana SURGEON Located at the Office of the Late Dr. H, W, Qolborne. Office Phone 54.Nights 107 HARRY FRY Licensed Embalmer and Funeral Director Furniture and Funeral Service Ambulance Service. Phoney: Day 117. Night 109, «a dr. R. L. STEWART J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan. Office — Meyer BJock, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD Thorough knowledge of Farm Stock. Phon$ 231, Wingham. 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He lis tened attentively to what was told him, then he questioned the old man searchingly. After a while he and Jer ry’s ■ lawyers left, taking Jacob with them. The newspaper men had gone some time before. Hazel would have followed them, for she reasoned that Jerry would soon be at liberty and would natur ally come directly here, but Mrs. Holmes was wretchedly unstrung and implored her to remain, for a while at least. It was impossible to desert a woman so genuinely in need of as- sistance until she had time to pull herself together, so the girl stayed. A really noticeable change had come over Gerald’s mother. The pro cess of voluntary stripping bare her sould and exposing it to the light had served the purpose of cleansing it and purifying it to some extent. She showed it in her words, her actions, in the apprehension she displayed at the prospect of meeting her son. She wondered if he would be harsh with her. She made pitiful, fluttering at tempts to better her appearance, but her recent ordeal had left her almost helpless and Hazel was compelled to do the work of her hands. Jerry arrived before the girl could pscape—-Vogel, it seemed, was capable of cutting red tape when he felt like it. He entered the room, breathless, radiant. Without a word, except the one cry, "Mother!” he ran to Mary Holmes’ chair and knelt beside it. Hungrily she put her arms about him, pressed him to her breast. Her face was glorified with an expression it had never worn before. Its grossness was burned away and in its place shone a suggestion at least of the beauty that had been Maria di Nardi’s, F. A. PARKER OSTEOPA-TH All Diseases Treated. Office adjoining residence next to Anglican Church on Centre St. Sunday by appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL CHIROPRACTORS CHIROPRACTIC and ELECTRO THERAPY North Street — Wingham Telephone 300. convince other people, but you know he wasn’t the sort of man to marry a girl he couldn’t respect. You know that don’t you?” “Yes. But even if it had been — otherwise, it wouldn’t have made any great difference so long as you had learned to truly care for me.. You taught me something about charity. You proved to me that nothing mat ters very much if two people really love each other.” Mrs. Holmes nodded vigorously. “Good boy, Jerry! I’m glad you’re a man! She’s a dear, foolish girl. She thinks she oughtn’t to marry you — afraid she can’t live this down. But, pshaw! Young people like you can live anything down. The world for gets. It forgot Maria di Nardi and it will forget the girl in the Ethridge case. Maybe it will even forget the ‘goose womari,’ if she behaves herself. She’s an old derelict and— But for that matter, we’re all three derelicts! Isn't it better for us to drift together than to drift apart? Certainly! Afraid she’ll ruin your career! Humph! Why she’ll make it—” The mother ceased speaking, for she realized that neither Jerry nor Hazel were listening to her. They were standing close together and looking into each other’s eyes; they were quite oblivious to her presence. THE END HEALTH LEAGUE OF CANADA Such arc the disease bearing poten- ; tialities of raw milk that Mr. A. P. [ Herbert, M.P., English author and playwright, has coined for it the lable “the tuberculine beverage”. To any health-conscious community there is something immediately re volting in such a phrase. Milk is re cognized as one of the most univers ally used and essential foods in the civilized home, purveyor of t scourges of the ally unpleasant. “TEXAS GUNS” by no means an ex aggeration. Nor is it unjust. In fact, when one reflects upon the number of epidemics of typhoid fever, paratyphoid fever, scarlet fever, un- dulent fever, and septic sore throat traced to ratv milk supplies in the past two decades of a presumably en lightened world, Mr. Herbert’s label becomes extremely inadequate and discriminatory. And to Canadians, with unhappy memories of the com munity milk can in England, who might grow snobbish and feel safe in Lake, adopted the compulsory by-law only after an epidemic of septic sore throat had swept the community and taken four lives in 1930. It is on such evidence as this then, that Mr. Herbert’s tuberculine bever age label has a sound foundation and a. widely applicable field in Canada. And yet the phrase should have been antiquated years before it arrived. Fitting as it may be to conditions which exist it is utterly incongrous without times — incongrous for the reason that pasteurization exists as the known and proven defense against all Mr. Herbert’s label implies. role in the show the dramatic society is giving,” Joan: “Difficult? Why, she hasn’t a word to say.” Helen :“Well, what could be more difficult for her?” applicable only to the “old country”, it might be opportune to point out for their consideration some recent Canadian statistics. Raw milk has, for example, been the point of origin for 47 epidemics of typhoid, paratyhpoid and scarlet fever, in this country in the last 21 years. Those epidemics accounted for 878 lives, left. inestimable misery along 7,772 other victims and cost the communities and governments fabu lous sums. It is this same unprotect ed food which Dr. C. J. O. Hastings, former Medical Officer of Health for Toronto, named as the cause, “if the truth were known”, of 15,000 of the 30,000 child-deaths in Canada each year. Some indication of its damage as a tuberculosis carrier is to be had from research statistics of the Hos pital for Sick Children in Toronto, which show that 15% of 300 tubercu losis children investigated were vic tims of the bovine type of the ercle bacillus. * The attempts tectioii against I their carrier ate ing to twentieth law agains that?” “There certainly is,” replied Ward. "In fact, it is a very serious offence to send threatening letters, Have you any idea who’s doing it?” “.Sure!! The income-tax collector.” Mother: “Bobby, be sure to come in at four o’clock and get your bath before you go to the Jones’ for sup per.” Bobby: “But I don’t need a bath. They said it was going to be very in formal.” at community these diseases hardly more flatter century Canada, It is a fact that only five of the 24 larg er cities of the Dominion —.four in Ontario and one in Saskatoon, Sas katchewan — have 100% pasteuriza tion. In seven others less than 70% of the milk supply is pasteurized. It is also a fact that in ten of those partially protected communities less than 60 per cent of the dairy cows undergo so much as a tuberculine test On the total only 25 municipalities in Canada have compulsory pasteuri zation and, it may be pointed out that one of the last of these, Kirkland You’ll like Johnny Clehoe, adventurous young cowboy with a knack for getting into tight places and getting out again. You’ll like his partner, the seasoned old veteran, *‘Tex” Whipple. You’ll be glad to meet San Juan Delavan, owner of the Rar I) Ranch, and you’ll fall in love with his daughter Ronclla “Ronny0 Delavan, just as Johnny does. 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