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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1939-11-1, Page 6TUE 13RUSSELS POST ENTITLED Path By Anitholay ear tie There wee another pause, and Vont the stairway Mavis could, hear the rustle o1' the woman's gown es ehe leaned quickly forward. t9And?" she exclaimed, inter. togletively, and her companion answered slcivly— "And found his wife! She de. dared she was perfectly innocent, but when gtleetioned as to why site was in Forest's flat at three o'clock in the morning she had nothing 'a say. And every word Julian For- rest uttered served to make matters worse. Everything was dead against them. It would have been impossible to keep the thing quiet; alt New York was agog with'the scandal by the next du;, a Rfaot or which Qoldening was res. :f!,w nsible, And all the world con- �`.: ; Jaynes McFadean , i-lowlck Mutual Fire Insurance ,or' -Hartford Windstorm • —Tornado Insurance —Automobile Insurance 'Phone 42 Box 1, Turnberry et, Brusesis, Ontario k RANT FURNITURE FUNERAL AMBULANCE SERVICE Licensed Funeral Direct., and Embalmer Phone 36, Brussels assionsolossmilizamamorouggwai deemed 'Alarise from the outset, while, naturally, syin.patby was entirely with Daring Treveuna, He had eared for his wife a great deal, but he was a proud Mau and rather a hard one, mot the sort to .forgive easily, and, of course, divorced her, . He went abroadimmediately filter- wards—goodness know* where. The affair caused an enormous SOltLt- tlon, but the thing that surprised People most 'leas feat Julian 'os',e did not marry Marise. She duan. peaa'ed, and asfar as 1 know 110 one has heard of her since. As for Julian, he went on living in much the same way as he had done be tore, almost as if nothing had happened, spending his time be- tween New York and Paris, Some- how I have aiwoyst been sorry for him, and more than a little sorry too, for Nancy Gcleening. „Lt ail happened a few months before her boy was bore, and. the shock and the warty broke up her health com- pletely. She was 111 for a 1005 time, and even now she's not as she used to be, She's a frail little tiling, anyhow. I'm quite sure she doesn't lead too happy a life with that husband of hers, and she adored her sister, Well, that's all. And now—" The speaker glanced up sharply, pausing at a sound from the stairs. But Mavis scarcely even looked towards them as, leaving the last .stair, she let bey hand fall from tits hanister, and, crossing the hall, moved tcewards one of the long win- dows that opened on to the wide veranda beyond. She walked with her usual easy grace of bearing, but there was something strange in the sereitity of the pale face, while a, darkness as of pain had crept into her eyes, dimming their gladness. Feeling stifled and breathless, in an eager longing for fresh air, she lifted the hasp of the window with none too steady engem, letting the window swing outwards, and so passed out into the fragrant dark• neer of the night. Mingled with the fragrance of the flowers, she became aware of the pungent odour of u cigar, and, con- scious of another presence, she hal: turned, glancing over her shoulder, A man's figure looted out o1 the darkness a few yards away, She could see the glow of his cigar, like a tiny red star, es be moved for- ward' in her direction There was something in his lie penance, little as site could see of him, that told her that he was not on.: c1 Daluer's guests and she wrinkled her Mows is puzzled fash- ion till he remembered the friend of whom the latter had spoken a short 111110 before and whose arrival :rad been expected this evening, With a sigh she drew herself sight, turned turned fully. And the man who had been walk- ing with beast head and hands loosely clasped behind his hack, looked up as he neared her and stopped short. Mavis heard the quick indrawing of his breath saw the shower of lighted ash as the cigar fell to the ground, and looked curiously down Into the darkness, trying to catch a glimpse. of his face. The next moment, as he strode forward, he came into the narrow .Pathway of light, and, with a gasp- ing cry, Mavis shrank back closely to the srtone pedestal behind her. "Hering!" The one word let her lips in the meerst whisper, but at the sound the man stood staring down lute the white, u,p1i1ted face with eyes that held• a mingling of unbelief and bewilderment, and beneath it all a flare of startled recognition, His voice broke the silence in a hoarse, muffled cry, and Mavis shut her eyes, as it she would hide from the look she knew would spring iu- to those regarding her so keenly. "Good God Mavis!" 1•„Ilti�4111 III)!,:eilu5h'Y;iu'eill s'l'im;;':• 11, ,:u, jI��I�Qlllh!I;h�lUlll !hhfl;'ni%61iti1 `11i'I tr MACHINERY HAS STRAIGHTENED UP THiS SHAPE Millet, the French ortlsfr son of a farmer and himself a farm laborer, has in his universally known pictures of—The Gleaners, The Man with the.Hoe; etc., left a very graphic record of farming methods and their infitleltco on farm workers of a centvty ago. Edwin Markham, the American poet, viewing The Man with the Hoe, interprets it to us with dramatic force in his poem of the same name when he says, , Who loosened and let down this brutal fawn; Whose the hand that slanted back this brow; Whose breath blew out the light within this brain: Ringing out the challenge, he asks—"Is this the thing the Lord; God made and gave dominion over land and sea", and calls on "Masters; Lords and Rulers of all lands to straighten up this shape". i But each step In this great emancipation has come by the introduction of some newlabor-saving machine: Thus by liberating man from back -breaking, brain- deadening toil, modern machinery has done more than all the masters, lords and rulers of all lands to straighten up this shape. For ninety years now MasseyHarris has played a conspicuouspart in designing and making such laborsaving machines and In the development of power and power equipment for farm operations: s MASSEY-HARRIS COMPANY' LIMITED MAKERS O F MODERN FARM MACHINERY 'Ca 1&PTEdt, IIT, • The Vain Appeal, For a tensa remittent they etood i.tcblg each other in a silence which to the girl's' quivering heart seemed full of a million sounds-tlto Stan, with rigid features, hard -set lips, and clenched. hands; Mavis, white and ntotionnetss, a chespair creeping over for b001111kulll1dface, round moat she was le'v'el with and a stunned Ioolt in the startled him, her •co'id tingle's clutched lits arm, sending a thrill 'through him, and 011ie raised hex get face to his' I3e, shall not know, I say! 01!" Her voice broke, cllolting with sud- den tsar, "Olt, why Italie you came back into my life, now of all tinsels? Now, when I- have .found peace and happiness at last ' It is not fair! I was neves' hapPY, never WICDN1I DA'Y, NO/EMBER 1@t ling, and: clung to the stone bolus• trede for support, Her (yes' Sought hie, blit in their bright anger he. ea'y fear. 'Nevertheless'—, Trelvenna'h, voice' carne very quietly out on the sit - ease, stern and grim, but not un- kindly- "nev$t'thelees, he must know!" "Ile shall not!" She Swung eyes, Vaguely she wondered if this wee some e4rnmge dreean, or bed those other moments with Danser been the 41ream, sweet and Wonderful. yet too precious.ta last? This was the reality, the Man in rhe path o1 light !before her -Ala sound of his voice uttering her in all my life like this. I know name—he was real, no ghost or you did your best to be good to me, fancy from the Past no dream 01• nightmare. Before this knowleilne all e13 grew dim and dark. .Site only be- came conscious of the pale face so close to hers -the face to which site fait her oyes drawn as though by mesmeric power, and her expression became dazed: and help- less, Was this to be the end, then, jest at the very beginning of a new and wonderful life? she wondered. Then he spoke, and the spell and the wondering were shattered as a glass globe is shattered when it falls to a stone floor, "You!" The words sounded cue- iously loud above the humming in her ears, "Manure, you?" '"Yes','" she responded, stiffly. "Yes, it is I: Then she waited for him to epeak again, still conscious of no particu- for feeling. The situation was fantastically unreal, like a scene from a flhn or a play. And in that impersonal way she look stock of the stern face before her, northing the fast greying hair at the temples, the tiredness of the eyes, the deeply graven lines.•on the forehead: and about the mouth, and she drew a shivering breath, "But I don't understand," he was saying. "Why are you here?" The words. stung life and e^.t- pression to the girl's !face, and she met his gaze with a hint of defiance, mingled with appeal, "I am Mavis Arindel," she said, slowly. The man started. draw back, and: she chin to brow, Almost she' knew what he was about to say. "My God." His tone cut her like a whip lash, "You mean that you are the woman jack Hamer was to have married?" Her eyes, hot and fierce now, fleeted: back at 11iim, "I mean," she cried, passionately, I arm the woman Jack Hamer is gV- fng to marry!" "Impossible!" Hes' poke in a low voice, yet the concentrated: wires • o the girl, and she flinched, in spite of her brave attempt at defiance. She saw him flushed, from "Why do you sap that?" she ask- ed, harshly, "Why do you look at me like that? I am free—free to do as I like with my life! Free!" Just for a second there crept a look of pity over the man's face, and, seeing it, Mavis took an im- pels/v.& step forward. But before she could speak Der - big Trevenn'a said, sharply— "Does: Jack knew?" Mavis bit her lips as if he bad hit her a !physical blow* which she would not betray had hurt her and bruised her. "+ "No!" she cried, gaspingly, "No -- ah, no!" The hot flame of defiance came back, howeber, and she faced him with flungbaok head, 'blazing eyes and patting breast and' the man, seeing her so, as he had seen her many tames in his thoughts—warm, alive, vital—feit the blood course Wrangle his veins hotly, aux the olr Pain returned with renewed force. With it came all the longing all the regret and bitterness which he had been fighting 'with all his strength to subdue during the 'weary years that had passed since he had seed her last, "Why should he know?" Mavis demanded, breaking in on his un- happy :thoughts, her voice ringing with pain, yet leaving him still un- moved, so that he faced her with ,grove sterness and self control. "What host the past to do with him? It is dead end done with and in the grave! And as the pact is dead, so is the woman who w500 your wife, Derifig, Like all else 000h10Cted with that =liveable time she belongs to yesterday, She no longer exists, and today belongs to me, And--and—so—!E the Hast is the past why should. Jack knew?" She paused, and he caw that Inc all hes brave Words plsa y ag tog}, and I was content for a time when 1 was your wife, but I never loved you and never deceived) you about !t. You know before you married me that I had nothing except liking and respect and gratitude to give you, 1 didn't give to you my love." Under her light touch Traver= vinced and he 'bit his lip. Yes, he had known the truth, but even now .hurt—hurt hendhly to hear her say It. "Anti," she. went on, Her voice loaverecl a little new, had taken' it strange note of tenderness, "and 1 .do love rack— love him as I never knew I could lave, Oh, I know it is horrible to talk to you like this, it is all terrible, but you are nothing to me, We meet to -night as' strangers, and we shall part as strangers, never to meet again, please,•God!" Again Trevenna winced. Fro-) the drawing -room came music from the loud speaker, broadcasting a lilting waltz refrain, but he didn't hear. • He was Staring over the quiet gardens with sombre eyes, his thoughts back in that least whic-1 the girl at his side had declared to be dead -bark with the days whou his path and hers had run smoothly and pleasantly, As she had said, she had never loved him, She had never niade any pretence at attention even, but always' there- had. been in his heart the hope that his own love—a love far deeper than ever his wife sus- peoted—would waken answering love in her. Andhe had loved and trusted her so (blindly In those days. At the recollection a bitter smila lifted his lips, Trusted her! Yes, and she had betrayed his trust and dragged bis name in the mire! He turned to her, his face hard and impassive, and firmly put away her hands, "Amen to that!" he answered. "But Jack must ,earn the truth. You must tell him all!" Mable gave a low cry, "I wont!" she cried, •passionately, "I will not?". Then she paused as she met Tree yam's eyes. ••••••••••••0101.111.1,01611.1,•••••••••• 'Th. punas finis is which *.bade c e lin oeokfd,r 'Moir eyets met in tense silence and' held, Over 1t Game the testa - tent throb at the waltz, now soft, now' 10114, and the !two who stood there could never treat' the tuner again without shuddering. '110 BL CQNr1 NUAD, • SOME THINGS WE PRINT Bills Tags Books Bonds Drafts Labels Posters Badges Blotters Dodgers Cheques Booklets Placards Circulars Vouchers Envelopes Pamphlets Debentures Prize Lints Hand Bills Hand Bills' Catalogues Post Cards Bill Heads Price Lists Invitations Statements Note Heads Menu Cards Score Cards Programmes Filing Cards Blank Notes Legal Forms Letter Heads Order Blanks Cash Receipts Visiting Cards Shipping Tags Business Cards Coin Envelopes At Home Cards Store Sale Bills Passenger Tickets Financial Statements Huron County Council to Meet The next meeting of Huron .Coun- ty Council will be held in the Conn- ell Chambers 'Count House Goderich commencing Tuesday, November 14th 1939, at 2 p.m, All Accounts, Notices of Dena' talions, Applications and other business requiring attention of council should be in the hands of the clerk by November llth, J. M. :Roberts, County Clerk. 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