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Home My WebLink AboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-11-05, Page 6WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, November 5, 193$ Make Believe Bride Ruth Harley Then, trans- a few might Business and Professional Directory by SYNOPSIS: Maris Trevor is dis- couraged because Rod O’Rorke spends all his money developing an invention which he hopes will pro vide an income so that they can marry, Maris thinks they should en joy the present rather than deny themselves for the future. She be comes uncertain of her love for Rod. Perhaps there would be more happi ness with someone else..................... ft * * » What do you mean — committed a crime?” There was a terrified look in her dark eyes. "Well, they’ve just discovered lie’s been at tiie head of a bunch of rack eteers who were systematically rob bing his father." “How could he do that?” asked Maris, suddenly remembering some thing Jimmy “Well, he truck loads ‘would be leaving the ‘ mills. Then that exactly, but after all they’ll rea lize yo uwere just one of them and when a show-down came you knew which side of the line you were on,” "You’re a dear, Pat, I’ll never for get this.” There was a knock at the bedroom door, "Come in,” called Pat. "I was wondering if Miss Maris would be ready for a bite of supper, I thought I'd bring it up before we sat down.” It was the farmer’s wife. "I’m afraid I’m making an awful lot of trouble for you, Mrs. Dawson,” said Maris. I’m sure I can get up now.” "You’d better not. A bite of sup- Already Maris had shaken off terror that seemed to possess her, and as she told. Patsy little incidents of her hectic love affair, she was al most able to jest about them. The Dawsons had treated her as a sort of heroine because of her part in trap ping the criminals. Taking it alto gether, in spite of all the discourag ing things that she had gone through, Maris knew that life still lay before her, and that there would be other opportunities for her to show Patsy that she wasn’t altogether the fool she insisted on calling herself. But when they , reached home and entered the little flat once more, the had once hinted at. tipped them off when the bandits would hold them up, knock out the drivers and turn the stuff over to another bunch of men who would dispose of it and hand Stanley his share.” “But surely they won’t do anything to him?” asked Maris, remembering Stan’s haughty mother. “I don’t know. Those thugs who made you ride with them were some of the ringleaders and because Stan tried to cheat them out of more than his share they’ve told on him and now there’s a nasty front page scandal about’t all.” “Oh, Patsy; surely they can’t say anything about me?” “What could they say, Maris dear? Not a thing. Of course I wouldn’t wonder if Stan’s scared stiff if he ■ever gives a thought to what may have happened to you. But there— that’s all past. Of course, though, yo-u- will have to resign from Fay- son’s.” “But, Milly—Oh, Pats, you know I got kind of sore at you not having sympathy with my attempts to step up on the social ladder, and some times I used to talk things over with Milly. I wonder what she’ll say now?” "Don’t bother about her or anyone else; they’ll all be so busy talking about Stan’s crookedness that you’ll be forgotten. There, I don’t mean Maris knew that Rod was the man for her. 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. R. L. STEWART PHYSICIAN Telephone 29. to— Pat- The Dr. Robt. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (England) L.R.C.P. (London) per and then a good night s rest and you’ll be ready to start off in the morning. Not that I want you to leave in such a rush, but the gentle man insists he’s got to get to the city.” “Yes, that’s so,” said Pat. “Well, I’ll come down with you and then I can bring Maris’ supper up to her.” By seven o’clock next morning Maris was’headed for the city, but this time she had no fear that any moment might be her last. Jimmy Doyle, while a good driver, never took chances, especially when Patsy was riding with him. Maris began to realize what her es capade had cost her. She’d lost her good position and the chance to get a better one, and now with conditions still none too rosy she realized that it wouldn’t be such an easy thing to pick up a job. “But you don’t need to worry about that. You need a holiday anyway, so why don’t you make up your mind to stay home and keep house?” “Keep house?" asked Maris. “Since when could we afford to have one of us do that?” “Well, honey, it’s like this. Jim my’s got his raise and we’ve decided, The Advance-Times Says a 3 we may as well get married, as there’s a chance he may be terred to some other city in months, we were thinking we stay here till we see what happens.” "Oh, but this will be no place for me!” cried Maris. “Of course it will. If we get mar ried next Saturday, then we’re going away for a two week’s trip, and you could stay here and look after things." “That would be lovely, but it does n’t seem fair that I should be living off you." “Living off me! Nonsense. There are a lot of things I want done and if you’ll do them for me, that will more than pay back anything it will cost for your keep. And then, who knows, something may turn up for you by that time, Anyway, you don’t need to worry, for Jimmy will be perfectly happy to have you here.” And so, on Saturday evening Patsy and Jimmy were quietly married, and started for their wedding trip in Jim my’s car. The house seemed strange ly desolate to Maris, as she fixed up the things Patsy had asked her making curtains and things for sy’s home. She hadn’t tried to get a job. least she could do was help Patsy out after all she had done for her. Once she’d thought of calling up Mil ly, but then, Milly was not a girl she really cared to have for an intimate friend, and now that she had cut her self off from Payson’s she decided it would be better to let'things stay as they were, As she sat alone in the evenings her thoughts turned often to Rod. Had he a steady nowadays, she won dered. Was she that stunning look ing girl she had seen him meet? Her eyes filled with tears. She realized that she had deliberately .cut herself off from happiness. Patsy had never nientioned Rod since Maris had come back. Some how she’d been expecting her to say something about him, maybe to sug gest that she should call him up or ask him to come to see her. Her tears fell fast. Maybe Patsy realized she had had about enough to stand; that the knowledge—if it really were so—that he had transferred his af fections elsewhere would hurt her so much. Pat probably thought that it would be kinder never to mention his name. And yet as she laid her sewing down and wiped her tear-filled eyes, she felt a desperate longing to know about Rod, even if he were going to marry some other girl. At least her heart would be at rest, and she would try to build up her broken life, to fill it with other interests. She knew now that she would never really love anyone as she had loved Rod, and felt there could be no one else. The bell rang. It was only the mail man with a card from Jimmy and Patsy. “We are having a lovely time,” they wrote. “Wish you with us." She laughed as she the message written in Jimmy’s less handwriting. That would nice idea—to be their chaperon on their honeymoon. But somehow when she. found she could laugh,-her fit of the. blues seem^ ed suddenly to dissolve. Even if she might never again know the sweet ness of Rod’s love, she must try to keep from getting soured. Then she thought of the Dawsons in their comfortable home in the Con necticut Valley. She’d promised Tillie she’d send her some candy. So, slipping on an apron, she went into the kitchen and started to make her preparations. Setting her scales on the measuring out the sugar, and down her box of flavorings, started' her candy-making. It nice cool afternoon and her caramels turned, out beautifully. She was just debating whether to make another batch when suddenly the door bell rang. Pulling off her apron, and smooth ing her hair, she. hurried to the door. But when she opened it, .her heart almost turned over. Rod O’Rorke ’was standing on the threshold! “Well, Maris, aren’t you going to ask me in?” lie questioned as he held out his hand. “Of course," she whispered, while her cheeks grew rosy, and a sudden sparkle leaped into her eyes. “But Jimmy and Batsy are Still away.” “That’s fine. I guess they’re hav-j ing a good time. It’s wonderful wea ther for an auto trip/’ he said. He stepped inside and hung his hat on the hall rack just as he used to do. “Yes, J had a post card from them today. They’re somewhere in the Berkshires,” said Maris. “And you’re running the show all alone?” he asked.' , “Yes,” she nodded, wondering what had brought him around to the ap artment. “I’ve been making some car amels. Like some?” she asked. “You know 1 would. I haven’t tast ed a decent bit of candy since—” He hesitated abruptly, and Maris wond* cred what he had intended to say. 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Gentlemen: I enclose *....,.Please send me the magazines cheeked with a year’s subscription to your newspaper* STREET OR R.R. TOWN AND PROVINCE table, taking Maris was a ly she gathered up her materials. “They’re great, Maris, the finest ever. Wnat are you going to do now?" “Oh, finish sewing Patsy’s curtains I suppose.” “Wouldn’t you like to show ?” “Maybe,” said Maris, as over her sewing. Did Rod her, she wondered. Surely if he was going with that other girl he would not invite her to go out with’ him. Still, maybe he’d expected to see Jimmy and Patsy; maybe he was just being polite. It only she knew where she stood with him! Then she remembered, she had sug gested they should just be friends. Had he taken her at her word? The color dyed her cheeks as she wonder ed if he knew anything about her ad venture. Of course she’d never said anything to Patsy about keeping quiet about it. But Patsy was so loyal, she •didn’t need to do that. There was silence in the little room for a long minute. Then Rod put his hand on her slender arm. “Don’t you want to put that stuff away, Maris? It’s a long, long-time since I've had a talk with you.” “Yes," murmured Maris, but she did not raise her eyes. Would sheI( ever feel gay and light-hearted again as she used to when Rod and she were friends? Carefully, she folded Up her sewing and laid it on the table. Then as she turned and faced him again, lie caught her in' his arms and drew her to him. Raising her face to his, he looked long into her dark eyes, “Marls, Yny sweet, I’ve been trying to forget you,, but it’s no good. I can’t, dear heart. Don’t you think you could love me just a.little? I’ve missed you so, my dear.”' Her arms tightened about his neck and as she nestled against his heart, she murmured, “No, Rod, I can’t love you just a little, for all this time I’ve been loving you with toy whole heart —just you.” “Darling,” he whispered, “you real ly mean that?” and again she raised her face to his. But when he saw het glowing eyes he knew she spoke the truth and as their lips met, Maris ■ knew that this was indeed the man for her. And she knew that her most thrill ing day was still to come, when she went to the altar as Rod’s bride—a real bride this time, with a real man, who would love and cherish her, for her bridegroom. THS END vitamins. The dishes as a whole are delicious: Glazed Onions Peel medium size, silver-skin onions and. pick them through the centres to prevent breaking while cooking. Place in boiling salted water to which a tea spoon of sugar to a'quart of water has been added. 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