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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1940-10-31, Page 2'PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD( THURS., OCT. 31, 1940 CANADIAN. LEGION WILL NOT FORGET FALLEN COMRADES Canada's sodlier dead will be hon- oured by the nation on Remembrance Day, November 11, as a result of a decision by the Secretary of State to proclaim the day a statutory holiday as usual.. An appeal to all citizens to partici- pate in the ceremonies that will be held throughout the country, is made by Alex Wacker, of Calgary, Domin- ion president of the Canhdian Legion, who announces that provincial com- mands and branches of the Legion have been instructed to make plans suitable to local conditions. In spite of modified arrangements, necessitated because of the wax, it is ;expected that thousands of citizens •everywhere,and ex -service men in- cluding local detachments of the Veterans' Guard of Canada, will take part in the ceremordes. rhe Clinton News -Record with which is incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS OP SUBSCRIPTION $1,50 per _ year in advance,, to Can- adian addresses; $2.00 to the U.S. or ,other foreign countries. No paper discontinued 'until all arrears are .paid unless at the option of the pub- lisher. The date to which every sub- scription is paid is denoted on the label. ADVERTISING RATES — Transient, advertising 12c per count line for. first insertion. 8c. for each subse- quent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted", "Lost, "Strayed", etc., inserted once 'tor 85c., each subsequent insertion 15c. Rates for display advertising _,ade known on application. Communications intended for pub - Beaton must, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name ,ref the writer. G. E. HALL - - Proprietor III. T. RANCE Notary Public, ,Conveyancer financial, heal Estate and Fire In- surance Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office, Clinton Frank Fislgland, D.A., LL.B. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Pubiir Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. (goer:- Bleu- — Chaim, Ont. II. G. MEIR Barrister -at -Law :Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Ontario. Proctor in Admiralty. Notary Public and Commissioner. .Offices in Bank of Montreal Building. Hours: 2,00 to 6.00 Tuesdays and Fridays. D. II. McINNEE ( CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist,'Massage Dice: Huron Street. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) flours—Wed. and Sat. and by 5npointmnnt FOOT CORRECTION i%s, manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phoue 209 HAROLD JACKSON Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in Farm and Household .Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Counties. Prices reasonable; satis- faction guaranteed. For information etc, write or phone Harold Jackson, 12 on 658, Seaforth.; R. R. 1, Brucefield. 06-012 GORDON M. GRANT Licensed Auctioneer for Huron County. Correspondence promptly answered. Every effort made to give satisfac- tion. Immediate arrangements can be made for sale dates at News -Record 'Office or writing Gordon M. Grant, •Goderieh, Ont. THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President, Thomas Moylan, Sea- ltorth; Vire President, William Knox, Londesboro; Secretary -Treasurer, 1V1. A. 'Reid, Seaforth. Directors, Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; James Sholdice, 'Walton; James Connolly, Goderieh; W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Chris. Leoihardt, Dublin; Alex. McEwing, B1 th; Frank McGregor, Clinton. List of Agents: E. A. Yeo, R E. '1, Goderieh, Phone 603r81, Clinton; James Watt, Blyth; John E. Pepper, Brucefield, R. R. No. 1; R. F.'McKer- cher, Dublin, R. R. No. 1; J. F. Preuter, Brodhagen; R. G. Jarmuth, Bornholm, R. R. No. 1. • Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of •Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin 'L'nrtt's Grocery, Goderieh. Partiesgi deskrin effectnsur- r• to rance or transact other business will 'tie promptly attended to on applica- ion to any .,of the above officers ad- eifessed to their respective post 'offi- ,ues. Losses inspected by the director who lives nearest the scene. A'NADIAN 'ATI I N AILWAYS GENERAL SIR WESTON MARRIS, a highly -placed officer •of the General Staff visiting New Zeal- and on duty. LORNA MARRIS, his pretty, luxury- loving daughter. PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS MISS HILDA •MARRIS, sister of the General, accompanying him to New Zealand and giving Lorna such supervision as a high-spirit- ed girl will tolerate. CHAPTER II (Continued) It may have been because there,. was so little to do in the seaport of New Plymouth beyond going to the pictures or walking in the fine Bot- anic Gardens, that Lorna lost her dig- nity sufficiently while they stayed there to take Hawksford on at his own game. "Kindly go and buy me a .news- paper, Hawksford! . Be so good as to fetch my parcels from the shop, Hawksford!" Imitating his tone of frozen for- mality, she gave him little jobs and errands to do for her. She knew he hadn't bargained for it in exercising his humour on her; and it gave her a malicious triumph to see him go- ing to fetch a parcel she had delib- erately left behind. But it soon ceased to be fun. After all, he was really a chauffeur: it was too easy to score off him in that way. They had been in New Plymouth three days; and she was driving down the coast to Wanganui with her father and aunt in the afternoon; she had just gained a victory over Hawksford by deliberately dropping her gloves for him to pick up. They stopped at a railway crossing waiting for train to pass, and as she sat in the back seat she could see Hawks r ford's face in the mirror over the windscreen. He Iifted his eyes sud- denly so that they gazed into hers into the glass .. . Such a wrathful, unguarded'kt was, the gaze of a man protesting his manhood, the soul of his pride against all vanities and false superiorities . . . His eyes widened as they en- countered hers in the glass and a new light leapt into them, dangerous; de- sirous . r. Another instant and the train. had roared away, Ilawksford had let in the clutch, and the car moved for- ward. Lorna was looking out of the win- dow with a queer feeling as though her whole existence had been turned upside down. "Customs and conventions and everything else!" she thought. "We are all men and women!" * * * * * * It was an idle, irresponsible young woman, not quite sure of what she wanted, who sauntered into the moonlit hotel yard late that evening when Hawksford was putting the car away. Be it said for Lorna that her attitude towards Hawksford was not deliberately callous. It was the cyni- cism of her age and upbringing which distorted her real admiration for his splendid looks, and the fire he had lighted in her blood .. . "Hawksford, I believe I dropped a handkerchief in the car. Could you see if it's there?" Hawksford was in uniform after driving back from Wanganui, but his head was' bare. Lorna was in even- ing dress, wrapped in an evening cloak, and exhaling the sweet frag- ranee of expensive womanhood. In silence he opened the door and looked in the back of the ear, then turned to stand with his )usual rig- idity. "I'm sorry, madam, it isn't there." "You never put your heels together and stand up like that for my father, do you, Hawksford — and he's a General. I wonder why you do it for me?" TIME TABLE Vi'reins will arrive at and depart from Clinton cut follow.: Buffalo and Goderieh Div. 'Going East, depart 6.43 a.m Going Fast, depart 8.00 p.m. 'Going West, depart 11.45 a.m 4ioing West, depart 9.50 p.m London, Huron & Bruce :doingNorth, ar 11.21, Ivo. 11.47 arm going 'South ar. 2.50, leave 8.08 p.m IMPICOICEMI CAPTAIN ALLEN RICHARDS, the General's Aide -de -Camp, who is engaged to Lorna. T. H. HAWKSFORD, chauffeur to the General's party. A New Zealander, "handsome in a rug- ged, arresting fashion." taking aimat an uncertain target: "What would you say if I asked you to come for a drive with me?" CHAPTER III THE SURPRISING ADVENTURE As they drove out of the town and on to the lonely road across the plain of Taranaki, dark at the base of ten - thousand foot Egmont, Lorna's heart was beating a tense refrain. "What will happen? What will happen? What will happen?" Ever since that look between them in the car that afternoon, things had been coming to—something. "How indiscreet!" thought Lorna. 'How horribly, frightfafir indiscreet!' What bad taste! What would Aunt Hilda say. She didn't ask herself what her father would have said be- cause his horror Would have been too serious to contemplate. Hawksford, driving slowly, talked of the country about them; the Maoris, the early settlers, Mount Eg- mont, climbing parties lost in the mists iii the bush above. All very impersonal; only his eyes flashed as he looked at her, as a man's do. On a quiet stretch of the road he pulled up the. car. Low stars glimmered over the eter- nal anew cap of Mount Egmont, be- yond the blacks sentinels of faintly sighing pines. It was a strange night, her companion strange, yet like some- one she had always known, Her heart beat wildly as he took her in his arms. She struggled then let him kiss her once, twice, then pushed him away. He sat back and lighted a cigarette. "If anyone had told me this morn- ing," be said. "That I'd be here with you to -night, my dear, I'd have said they were niad. I thought you were utterly out of reach. Yet I think I had made up my mind—!" He broke off. She wasn't much in- terested in what he had made up his mind to, she was curious about him, so unlike anyone she had ever known before. She asked him: "What sort of life have you had?" "Oh!" he said, vaguely. "Not un- comfo;J.'ole, knocking around," and added with great certainty: "I've nev- er met anyone in the least like you before!" She thought suddenly of Richards, on his way from Australia crossing the Tasman Sea. Perhaps he was with someone else too, She felt no guilt about this small lapse! but she wish- ed—what did she wish? Infinite dis- content seized her. She knew he was taken aback, he relaxed slightly, and bend his head, but even in the dim light she caught the gleam of laugher in his eye. "My impression was that one was supposed to show respect for the ladies of the party, madam." "You overdo it, Hawksford. One might almost think you were—laugh- ing at them," He smiled openly, and said cau- tiously: Y "I'm sorry, I'm sure. But L don't know how you want to be treated. I began badly, if you remember," She put that aside. "I'd be glad if you'd treat me as you'd treat. Captain Mills, or any oth- er man," "Oh!" Ile looked ather consider - fusty under his thick brows; then shook his head. "I don't think I could regard you as a man." Ile lift- ed his head, the look was very direct. "I don't happen to feel that way about you!" Lorna returned ilia gaze and the moment was tense. They stared at. one another, in thequiet moonlight He looked up at the night sky, then measured her again like a man Hawksford was saying: "if I tell you how beautiful you are, that will only be something that you've heard a hundred times be- fore!" "Ohl" said Lorna, throwing off her depression with an effort. "I always like to hear it again!" "You do, do you?" "Again—and again!" she laughed. "The news is always fresh. Do you ever tire of hearing something to your advantage?" He lookedat her steadily, dis- conertingly, then said abruptly. 'Tell me truthfully what you think of me?" She said promptly and with com- plete honesty: "I think you're extremely good looking!" He looked at her with knitted brows as though only half satisfied, then smiled suddenly and threw away his cigarette. But she drew back de- termitedly from the look in his eyes. "I think we should go back now! We've been away long enough!" "Possibly you're right. 1 don't want to make things awkward for you." Ile switched on the ignition prompt- ly. On the way back she tried to ap- pear unconcerned, but she was not as cool as she pretended— When she got out of the car at the hotel garage and he fated her, a stal- wart figure in his uniform, his face in the moonlight, she wondered what he was thinking.He lifted her hand abruptly, and raised it to his lips. "Goodnight --lovely lady!" "Goodnight - handsome 'CoIonial," she laughed faintly, and turned quickly away from him. She hurried quietly into the hotel and up to her room, and with an, ef- fort calmed the quiver into which her indiscretion had set her nerves, He had disturbed her more than she car- ed to adnnit; but by the time she fell asleep there was a smile on her lips and she had dismissed the matter as not worth worrying about To-niglit was to -night; to -morrow, of course, she would let him see that the thing could go no further. MORNING AFTER Next morning Lorna's breakfast tray bore a magazine sent in by her father containing the photograph she had been asked for in Auckland, with the inscription underneath: "Miss Lorna Marris with her father, Gen- eral Sir Weston Morris, is at present visiting these shores. Miss Marris is engaged to Captain Allen Richards, son of Colonel Graeme Richards and Mrs. Richards, of Greston, Hamp- shire. Captain Richards is expected in New Zealand shortly." Lorna put the magazine aside, and thought no more about it. Miss Mar- ris came in in her sensible dressing - gown soon afterwards. "Your father says he won't want the car this morning," Miss Marris said. "So I shall get Hawksford to drive me into the town—I want to get some embroidery silks; and then if I come back here and pick you up I thought we could drive up to the mountain hut on Mount Egmont; they say the view is wonderful" "I've seen more views in this coun- try than I've ever seen in my life,' said Lorna lazily, "but I suppose I could bear another!" Miss Marris rent away, with the magazine under her arm. Ten min- utes later when Lorna sprang out of bed she glanced out of the window and saw Hawksford standing below by the car, waiting for her aunt. As though his attention had already been on Lorna's window, Hawksford look- ed up; he smiled slightly, the wary smile of a man who preserves the outward conventions, but conveys a personal meaning. Lorna drew back immediately. An unpleasant little feeling haunted her as she dressed. Had she been very indiscreet? Allen didn't mind her flirting a little—bat with her father's chauffeur? Allen might well con- sider that she hadn't shown very much discretion. At 11 o'clock the car returned again to pick her up to go to Mount Egmont. When Lorna went out, her aunt was in the hotel, and Hawks - ford was sitting in his seat, studying a magazine. As she approached she saw it was the magazine with her photograph and the chapter about her engagement in it; it flashed on her that perhaps he hadn't known she was engaged, for with an ultra -mod- ern carelessness of such things, she seldom wore her ring . , He saw her coming, put down the magazine, and, got out of the car to open the door for her. She looked at her, and knew immediately that he had seen the photograph. "Good morning, Hawksford!" "Good morning." Why were his eyes so stern, so questioning? She sat in the back of the car; he got into his seat in front, and after a moment, without any preliminary, without looking round, said quietly: "I didn't know you were engaged." "Didn't you?" said Lorna, annoyed to find herself a trifle nervous. "If I'd known I wouldn't have been poaching on someone else's preserve!" "I don't regard myself as anyone's 'preserve'," Lorna said, colouring, "I'm a free individual—at least, I hope sol? You need not regard your- self as solely responsible!" He turned and looked at her then, his brows knitted, eyes searching her face, narrowly. She tried to with- stand the examination coolly, and a slight resentment at ;his thinking himself able to affect her affairs' one way or another made her add: "It's a very trivial matter, Mr. Hawksford, isn't -it?" There was a brief pause. His jaw set, a kind of amusement flickered round his mouth, the contempt which came into his gaze brought the hot blood to her cheeks. "Completely trivial!" he said. He turned away, without another word. Lorna sat staring at his back furious- ly; never in her life had any man looked at her like that. And then the tense silence was broken as he got out to open the door of the car for her aunt. All the way to Mount Egmont, over the green pastures and through the, wrecked bush at the foot of the mountain; hpthe, narrow, winding roadway through the close, dark, vii Phil Osifer of Lazy Meadows By Harry J. Boyle "TEACHERS" We had the new, teacher for supper tonight. It's an annual custom, this inviting the teacher to drop in after "four" some night and stay to supper and then try out the mattress in the spare maxi for a night's rest and take a sample of the cooking to make her dinner on the next day. By now she's a member of the com- munity but she's' still referred to as the new teacher. That name will stick for the first year, but then gradually she'll be called the teacher and the years will tick off and we'll hear that she hasresigned and there'll be a wedding and she'll be living on one of the concessions or the sid'eroads of the oammanity, an accepted mem- ber of the district. There's something fascinating about new teachers. When the news spreads that one has resigned, everybody starts wondering about the next one. A few in the community will start putting in discreet recommendations for distant relatives . and the school board will meet and the name selected will spread by the grapevine of rural gossip. School will open and the pupils will all be anxious to get to school and some who planned on quitting will go back just to see what she's like. Ap- ples polished to a degree of perfection and bouquets of garden flowers will be carried to school during that first week. Gradually, the novelty wears off ... the apples and flowers are forgotten. . . those who intended quitting stop intending . . and the pupils admit that she's just as cross as the last one. But there's that first day in church. Comes Sunday morning and every- body is on tine for church. They cluster around outside and talk . . and take their seats before church time ... and -then the teacher makes her entrance. How those sharp eyes can look her over. If she is wearing a costume from the mail order cata- logue, they'll tellyou the page and the number of each article. And then somebody has a dance. gin bush on the mountain side, Lorna seethed inwardly. At the Mountain House when tFiey got out to look at all New Zealand spread below them, and the wraith of Mount Cook far off in the South Island, she glanced at him to see if he regretted his temerity. His face was a study of impassive indifference. He did not look at her, (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) Emery young man' in the district at- tends. New neckties and new .shirts sell dike magic from the display 'coun:ters of Tim Murphy's store. The occasionalnewsuit is to be seen' in the crowd. The "new teacher" is sur- rounded by admirers. She can't begin to keep account of the dances she has promised . . . and I'm afraid some of our local belles get just a little catty at her popularity. Howthe proposals for outing seem to come. A corn roast or a weiner roast . a dance . or a house party .; • . a drive in the moonlight a Saturday in the city ... to all the, teacher is an object of fascina- tion, Nobody stops to consider that she wants to be treated like ordinary folks. They never think that in all probability shewas raised on a farm like the rest of us .. , and that un- til she was Normal School age her clothes were iFbig sister's" made over for her. She's been educated in the ways of handling youngsters ... but essentially she's just plain folks like any of the rest of us. The new teacher is the object of extreme attention until we discover these facts for ourselves. Then she's just another member of the commun- ity ... dressing like us ... talking like us ... and wanting to do the things we do. A great deal depends on the teach- er in a community. Five days of each week she takes our youngsters and teaches them. It's true that teaching comes from books to a certain extent, but her contact with the pupils leaves a great deal more than they get from the books. Her understanding and logic and way of living are bound to leave an impression on the pupils in her school. JAPANESE DEVILTRY (Vancouver Sun) be made to debauch a large popular. tion. In the territory controlled by the armies of Chiang Kai-Shek 'the pen,' elty for growing opium, poppies is death. The Japanese puppet state of North China fines the farmers '$50i. per Mu of land (one-sixth of an acre) id they uproot opium .plants. When; many farmers in Inner Mon- golia started to.destroy their plants, the Government circulated a pamph- let warning them not to do so. "Do not misunderstand this fact," said the pamphlet. "To plant opium is to in- crease your income . . You must know that the Government seeks, to protect the people, How can it harm you?" How indeed? The New Order in Asia protects all the people, even if it has to drug Diem. The opium poppies are' blooming again on the plains of North China. They flourish under Japan's New Or- der, supplying drugs for the Chinese people, and drugged people are easier for the Japanese to manage. A correspondent of The Christian Science Monitor recently made a tour of the country from Peiping north and saw the poppy patches stretch- ing out across the fields, ready for harvest. For many years no poppies were seen, then they appeared last summer. Now they are being grown in much Iarger quantities. About 180 ounces of opium can be drained from an acre of poppies and an ounce of the drug goes a long way. 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