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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1939-03-30, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THURS., MARCH 36, 1.939 CHAPTER XIII A WIFE'S QUESTIONS . "Go after her, stewardess — I've gone too far, and that girl may do anything," Royde said urgently. Christine hardly heard him. She had been taken unawares by Fay's swift movement, but( after only a moment's pause she followed her sist- er. When she reached the companion, she could _hear •Fay running up to the boat deck. But Christine's foot was only just on the bottom step when Fay fell, The Clinton News -Record with which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION $1,60 per year in advance, to Can- By,KAiE.FOX stumbling again and then falling "The truth, is," Christine said backwards with a choked cry, At steadily, "that young girls like Miss the crash, an excited group of pas- Lind often are—rather silly about sengers came rushing out of the middle-aged men. Mr. Royde danced lounge, and in a few seconds a crowd with her sometimes, and took her had gathered round the 'girl who lay ashore in Pora Said, and she lost her Very still, her head ' on Christine's head just enough to set people talk- laP. ing, There has been no harm done, "Cator, fetch Dr. •'' Stanhope at Mrs. Royde, As for last night -no once," Christine called, glancing up one was there when Miss Lind fell, and seeing the steward on, watch. except me, so anything that they. It seemed a very long time to her may ray is only rather spiteful before John Stanhope carne, though guessing." Cator had found him in the smoke- "I believe you perhaps because I room, and it had only taken him a so much want to believe you," Mrs, few moments to run along the alley- Royde said, lir a low voice. "And way, At first, Christine had thought thank you for your kindness." that Fay was dead, 'but she knew now that she was breathing, though she was quite unconscious. And Christine knew, with a pang "The stretcher, and we'll take her of pity, that Mrs. Royde had no i1 - straight up to the hospital," John lusions about her husband. Because Stanhope ordered, she loved him still, in spite of every - adieu addresses; $2.00 to the U.S. or,But Miss Crane wae`On the scene thing, she even hid her own pain - other foreign countries. No paper even before the stretch came,' for from him when she could, and pre - discontinued until all arrears are I the steward on watch with Cator had tended to be blind whens she really paid unless at the option of the pub- lisher. The date to which every sub- scription is paid is 'denoted on the label. "FETCH HER SISTER." run to tell her that one of her pas- saw only too clearly. That was why sengers was injured. talon Fay was she had questioned Christine: she had lifted on to the -stretcher, Christine to know the truth, and not from had to stand back, end it was Miss Martin, and though Christine had Crane who followed the little proces-• done her best, she had not concealed ADVERTISING RATES — Transient cion up to the hospital—Fay was not the truth. from the woman who pos- advertising 12c per count line for Christine's passenger, and she had sensed such bitter knowledge of her 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 for 35c., each subsequent insertion 15c. Rates for display advertising made known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer•. G. E. HALL Proprietor H. T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer Financial. 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Parties desiring to effect insur- ance or transact other business will be promptly attended to on applica- foxn to any ,,of the above officers ad- dressed to their respective post offi- ces, Losses inspected by the director Who lives nearest the scene: A MINOS TIME TABLE 'i !'rains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div Going East, depart ........6.68 a.m. Gettig Fast, depart 8.00 p.m Going West, depart . 11.46 a.m. no right to go with her. husband, For one moment, she had thought When Miss Crane tante down from of claiming Fay as her sister, but the hospital, soon after midnight, she When she looked at the circle of eager said that Fay had been conscious all faces she kept silent. She could do day, but that she was very restless. Aithought it was so late, none of the stewardesses were in a hurrry to go to bed that night. Christine sat curled up in a corner of the settee, hardly hearing the • extremely spiteful conversation with which the others were enthralled, but thinking her own thoughts about the same three people=Royde, Mrs. Reyde and Fay, Dearly though she loved. Fay, she knew that the only one of those three Fay no good by going up to the hospital with her, and if Fay was only slightly hurt, and would be coming back to the other passengers in a day of two, it would be cruelly hard for her to have to face the storm of gossip which such a public statement would cause. Miss Crane came down to the stewardesses' cabin on hour later, to fetch her knitting and a pair of bedroom slippers. By that time, capable of feeling deeply, of suffer - Christine was Si* With suppressed ing deeply, was the quiet woman with anxiety, but her first glance at Miss ( the tragic eyes, fated to love a man who was not worthy of her. The door was half open, as usual in hot weather, and from her place' on the settee Christine could look out into the alley -way, which was hidden from the others, who sat side by side on Mrs. Parr's gunk. When Crane's face told her. that Fay was not dead, or likely to die. • "Poor young thing, I've got to sit up with her until midnight, and then the doctor's taking over," Miss Crane said. "There are no bones broken, but she's got a torch of concussion, which John Stanhope came along the alley - is not to be wondered at considering tva , his rubber -soled shoes Makin the fall an?— had. Were you 'there, rtoysound, and signed her to come Miss Jordan. --chid you see how she came to fall?" Christine slipped out of the cabin..un- "T think she caught her foot on noticed, She could hear the sharp, her frock—it was ranter long," Chris - Crane vcices of Mrs. Parr. and Miss tine said. "She was running up ,the. Crane continuing their,. gossip with - companion and she stumbled on the' out a break, top step." "I want you to come up to the "I weeder what set her running," hospital, Miss Jordan," he said, as Mrs, Parr said,. 'with a shrewd glance soon as they were out of hear}ng of voice. "I was just --crazy about him, with Royde in the cabin de luxe, and and I recovered all hi a moment when ,I went—to frighten her into leaving he said what he did •last night. 2 him. She was terrified that 1 would know before that, Christine, that I claim her as my sister,'1 wasn't in love with him, that it was From Authur Grant?",' he said just my pride that was hurt when thoughtfully, and then his manner 1 found out' that he was married, changed suddenly, and he burst out Only—I was sort of play-acting with "Tell nie the truth."'Chem have been, myself. I wouldn't admit, even to all sorts of vague rumors around the myself, that I' was such a little cotter ship about yoti and Grant Perrin that I was throwing 'myself'at, Mar- himself aepoated, them to me. When tin's head, because he was wealthy you have been out of Your cabin at and flattered me." knight has it •always been on, account "You didn't throw yourself at his of ,'your sister, .\ because you were Head, Fay," Christine said quietly.leavmeeteingbelieved a word against ,you, . her secretly? I would not "Ile only said that to hurt you." "It would have been true if it if I had not seen you and Grant hadn't been far you, Christine. And' with my own eyes, `here in the hose - that 't,b e i f Penang -I" know quite itd and remembered that other time well that Martin did really fix it when you could not explains where all up with Doria Smythe. I never "you had been " even thanked you properly far cam- "Grant told you the truth,". she said ing ashore" (meeting: his eyes. "He tried to kiss' "I didn't want you to thank me, me that night, but he has never done Fay." such a' thing before or since, and he "And there's another thing," ,Fey, l apologised next morning•." said slowly, still lectin the edge Then you don't --love him?"' "You didn't really think that I loved Arthur Grant, did you? she asked quietly. "Didn't know what to think. If—if it hadn't been sa terribly important to me,' I alight have taken no notice of what. Perrin told me, but as it was —it was all such a shock to. me' that I simply daren't hope that there was some other explanation," "You daren't — hope she whisper- ed.. "Why not?" • "ARE YOU PROPOSING?? Don't you know that I'm, in love with you myself, Christine'?" he ask- ed, alrhost aggressively, "I believe it all started on signing -on day, 'when When I looked across the table and saw you waiting to sign—I couldn't get you out of my head after that And then, when we were working to- gether, it was all I could do not to tell you—•I thought you'd. think I'd gone quite mad if I proposed to -yon{ when we'd only known one another a few days, for that's; what I wanted to do.I was just on the point of risk- ing it when all this business blew up about Grant, and I thought I had- n't a hdpe, and that it wouldl make things very awkward for you if I said anything. "Are you proposing to me. now, John?" she said softly. "Of coarse I am, Christine. Though I shan't think much of your' judg- ment, I must admit, if you accept a marc who's been ready to swallow such silly gossip about you, IS'm) not at all proud of myself, Christine„' "I just can't help accepting you, John," she told him. "You see—the same thing happened to me on sign- ing-on day, though I didn't know it until a let later. I've not been pread 01 myself; either -because I thought I was fretting my heart out for a matt who didn't care at all for me." W'ere a pair of fools,".John laugh- ed, and his blue eyes danced as lie stooped over her, and then sudden- ly grew very grave. "One kiss, sweet- heart," he whispered, "and then you• must go. Its daylight already—we"ve talked the sun up the sky."' It seemed : to Christine that, she had. waited all her life for John's hiss, which pledged her to him until death parted them. They went oat on to the boat Seek pleating, of Christine's apron. "Are you really going to' lose your job, because you went' ashore? I know you said so, but I diditit take it seriously same - "I : ome- "I, pray lose it. Mr. Perrin is go- ing to make a report, you know." "Can't, I do anything?" Fay asked earnestly. Couldn't I go to the Captain? He's a dear old man, and I'm sure he'd understand, if I told him how it happened." "You needn't worry, Fay—it'll all be thrashed out at the head office," Christine said, smiling wisely to herself. STANHOPE SPEAKS. OUT Fay was play-acting again, al- though she was so much in earnest, planning a dramatic reparation for. the harm which site had done Chris- tine; she.wouid�really enjoy asking the Captain for an interview and tel- ling him all about it. "And—what are you going to tell mother?" Fay asked, in quite a dif- ferent voice=she wasn't play-acting now. "Very little. I'll have to tell her why I. went ashore in Penang, ,but I needn't tell her that i t wasn't all rather casual and accidental, just a, genuine mistake over sailing time. Mother isn't going to hear anything from me that will start her fretting about you. With things as they are in Shanghai, perhaps you will not be allowed to stay." "That's what I've really been worrying about all day," Fay said, "I don't 'want mother to fret." "Then you can go to sleep now?" "If you'll stay with me, Christine, just for a little time. I wish you; could nurse me instead of that old cat, Miss Crane—she's been trying to pump me, and if my head hadn't been aching so badly 1• should have been rude to her." It was a long time before Pay went to sleep. Although she had said so emphatically that she hadn't really been in love with Martin Royde, Christine knew that she had endured a god Ileal during the last few days, even before her aceident, To a girl like Fay, it must have been torment to know that all the people about whom she had been so scornful were talking about her and pitying her, In a gloating sort of way. She had been so unpopular with them that their pity couldn't be very heartfelt. Fay was inuch calmer than when Christine came up to the hospital, but every now and then she would rouse herself, just when she seemed to be dropping off to sleep, to mur- mur something about Royde—Chris- tine couldn't catch half the things site said. When she did fall asleep at Christine. "Was that Royde any. the stewardesses. "Miss Lied is ask- at last, the little breeze which came where about, Miss Jordan?" ing for you." before the dawn was fluttering the "IIe rtwus there soon after site fell, "She's not woeso?" Christine but so were a great many other peo- breathed. plc—they carne tearing out of the "No, but she's worrying about Lounge." something, and can't sleep—and she "And Royde was in the lounge?" must sleep if she is to make a quick "I hadn't time to notice where recovery. She has been tossing about everyone carne from," Christine said, restlessly all the evening and hardly trying to sound casual. speaking, but she has just asked me She went into number four early whether I would fetch her sister," shat afternoon, to collect some Iinen "She must have wondered why I which 'Mrs. Royde wanted to send to did not come to her, but I couldn't the laundry, Mrs. Royde was lying come up to the hospital when she on the settee, reading a book, but was Miss Crane's patient," Christine she laid it ,down when Christine carie said: in. John Stanhopehad spoken so "Stewardess," she said quietly, naturally that it wasn't until they "Have you any recent hews of Miss had nearly reached the hospital that Lind? The doctor did not conte in Christine realised that Fay had given to lunch, so we could not ask him,"( their' secret away — John Stanhope "Miss Crane, who is nursing firer,; knew now that they were sisters. told me half -an -hour ago, that she( Fay was lying very still in the was going oc very well,"Christine narrow hospital rid, her eyes fixed said. "She is not in. any danger at on the doorway. She looked oddly all.!' (childish, with a white bandage across There was still a question. in Mrs. her forehead, hiding most of her curls Royde's dark eyes, and Christine, who and without any trace of make-up. had picked up the laundry bundle,' Christine went straight across to the paused 'before going out of the roombed and stooped to kiss Fay, who "People always gossip over any -I flung her arms round her neck and thing like this, I ' suppose," Mrs.: held her close. Mrs. Bugle told me a most extra-, "I couldn't come before, darling," ordinary story—about you and Miss Christine murmured, "but I've been Lind and my husband. She says—; thinking about you all 'day." that they would have been stranded "And I've been thinking, foe," Fay in Penang, if you had no gone ashore' said, "and I had to talk to you to- to warn Miss Lind." ( night, Christine, even though it's se 'l`To warn them bathe' Ch nstine late, and you must be so tired. Ian amended, with a 'smile, "Mr. Royde sorry, I meant to wait until morning, had made a mistake over sailing time but when Dr. Stanhope ,asked me if —which would be quite enough to 1 wanted anything I couldn't 'resist set people like Mrs. Bugle goasipinget asking hirci, to go for you." "And the Chief Steward sent you,: "I hadn't gone to •bed -- I was instead of one of the men, so that worrying about you, Fay." if they did miss . the ship, Miss Lind "I've been a little bees, to you, would have a woman with her?" Christine you've ,leen worrying "Something, like that," Christine about me ever since we left. Sit agreed. down by me, Christine." •to, let the staff gross, and of course There was a little pause, and then "It won't jar your head if I sit • rt was easy, in a Way, since Fay and Mrs. Royde •said hurriedly, avoiding on the bed?" I are onlyhalf-sisters and haven't "No,- wrong got the same name." Christine's eyes:. Stewardess, I sin tilde's nothing much ashamed of inyself for asking you with my head. I've had a terrible 'John Stanhope began stirring his questions, but I don't want to ask headache all day, but it Was from coffee slowly, as if he was entirely, one of the passengers -or my bus- thinking too much. It's almost gone absorbed in that task. His face was band. You see, I may be worrying now that you've come, Christine."• very grave and intent, and she wend - myself without a cause, just -just Christine sat down on the edge of ered what was coming next: because some silly women have re- the bed, and Fay, with a little sigh, "I've no right to ask you," he said` peated a certain amount of gossip to snuggled up close to her. For a few at last, "but are you free. now, to me. They been carrying, on a flirba. minutes she did not speak, but pleat- tell me where youwere, that nicht wheh Mies Rohina was ill and you left the hospital?" " I went to Fay. I heard by chance from Arthur Grant, that Fay was curtain at the hospital window. Christine stood up quietly, turned off the light, and went through into the outer room of the hospital, John Stanhope, his elbows on the narrow window ledge, was looking out, watching tate slow fading of the stars in the tropic sky, but he turned swiftly when he heard Christine. "I've got some coffee for you," he said. "It only wants heating up- but are you so tired that you'd rath- er go straight down to your own cabin?" "I'm not a bit tired, though I ex- pect I shall be later 00 in the morn- ing. I'ht so thankful about'. Fay — we've been almost ,enemies all the voyage, and it's hurt me so badly, but we've made it up, now." He pulled forward an armchair for her, and began to heat the coffee on a table in the corner. Christine watched him, but he did nob speak, Very carefully, Stanhope poured the eoffee into two cups and inanded one to Christine, and then swang himself up into his favorite place on the edge of the table. "Why did you tell no one that you and Miss Lind were sisters?" he ask- ed abruptly. "Because Fay was ashamed of it. It was by sheer accident that we had to sail on the same ship, and I prom- ised her that I wouldn't let anyone know." "Ashamed! Christine, you dbn't mean to tell me that that silly little girl was ashamed of you. Why you're worth a hundred of Mier." "Not — socially," she said with a little smile. "My profession_ doesn't rank very high, you 'know, and Fay would have had rather a bad time if the passengers had found out, That's Why I had no be ea careful not even Going West, . depart 10.00 p.m, tion all the voyage, and that they ed the edge of Christine's apron be - London. Huron & Bruce quarrelled last night, which led to ,ween her restless fingers. Going North, ar. 11.25 lye. 1l.47p.m. Miss Lind's accident. 1 expect—that "I wasn't 'really in love with ,',ming South ar. 2.50, leave 3.08 p.m, you know the truth, stewardess." Martin," she said 'at last, in a low THE USEFUL LENYXON, Ontario's New Mining Laws Lemon juice aids digestion, a fact Amendments to the Ontario Mining which accounts for slices es lemon ,Act introduced last week in the On - being served with fish and occasion- tar Legislature aro noteworthy and ally with rich soups, Those who laudable, suffer from indigestion should take l The prospector is aided by permit the juice 0i• a whole lemon in a wine- ting him,to- stake more claims on glass ;:of hot water about half an his own '''license. 'Othe'r concessions hour after each 'meal, give wise encouragement to this As a nightcap the juice of a lepton, fundamental branch of the mining a lump_ of sugar„ and a tumblerful industry. of hot water are almost enequalled r Licensing of , refineries is to he for inducing sleep. ' commended. It is a neat method of For heartbicrn the juice of a lemon combatting the ° high -grader whose ad ed to a glass of, cold water will nefarious, highly profitable opera - often Afford quick .relief. tions have been extremely hard to To reduce the feverishness of in - A. fluenza and kindred ills, a decoction A third important gain is the re • - of fresh lemons is very useful.. Two writing' of the great body of operon- unpeCled lemons should be' cut in ing regulations to bring them up' to. slices and placed in a jar with near- date with best modern_ practice. This ly three pints of cold water. The reform, especially in regard to ntak- jar should be covered closely, than, ing mining safer, is long overdue. set in a saucepan of boiling water, - The ater, i The method of drawing up the The water should boil in the sauce= amendments is a demonstration pf an until the, liquid in the jar is democracy at its best,. Neither mine p q nor government interests shook a reduced to one pint. This should stick over the head of the other de - then be ,strained off and a wine - glassful taken at intervals. mantling this or that Gargle a sore throat, with a strong When re -drafting of the Act was solution of lemon juice and water. decided upon. a year ago, officials The juice of half a lemon in a- cupaskad that mine operators form a of black coffee without sugar will conunittee ho assist. Miners were asked to write'in their •suggestions: On that committee sat .many of the best mining brains in the country. Every phase of the industry was respresented. The present amend- ments are the result of a year's co- operative effort and study. Minister of Mines Leduc, his dep- uty and their` coIloborators deserve congratulations.—Financial Post. • Canada still leads the way as a nation of telephone users with an average of 222' telephone calls a head during the past year. The United States follows with an average of 209 calls. Great (Britain averages 43 calls: France is so far behind as to be among the small telephone users; her calls are only 2 a year.' cure a sick headache. Lemon juice and salt will remove iron -rust. • A slice of lemon added to a glass of tea makes Russian tea, and makes it very palatable. Garnish fish and dishes of salad with slices of lemon. A cloth saturated in lemon juice and bound about a -cut or wound will stop its bleeding. Lemon juice added to fruit juices that do not jelly readily, such as cherry and strawberry, will cause them to jelly. Lemon juice mixed thickly with sugar wilt relieve a tickling cough. A strongunsweetened lemonade, taken before breakfast, will prevent andcare a bilious attack. Wash fruit -stained hand's in lemon juice to remove the stains, together, into the fresh, salty air of ear•1'y morning at sea,, with, the birds wheeling and crying over their heads. Below them•; out of' sight, some seat men were singing as they swabber 'the decks and though the song was really tite latest film favourite, the accompaniment of wind and waves 'made it sound like seine old sea 'chanty. "We'll ask the Captain to marry ue on the bridge, Christine, in tette nant= heal fashion," John suggested looking up at the officer on watch, who was grinning at them as if he knew all about it: "And we'll ask Mr. Perrin to give me away,"` Christine said, and laugh. ed because she was so happy, aped because nothing which Perrin could' do would' pinker to her any mere: She belonged to John nrhv. The Ehd' I Murphy -Paints awe NARV() make your home FM FOra; A PGrN'GL P4ARVO Canada's Smartest Finish. COVERS 1N' ONE COAT BRUSHES PERFECTLY DRIES IN NO TIMET' Ball & Zapfe Albert Street—Phone 195 CLINTON, ONF Edea. Pbillpotfs' Story For Th'e Clinton News -Record Fatuous Novelist Reveals His Art In A New Setting Eden P,hillpotts, the famous novelist whose name is associated with such brilliant work as "Yellow Sands," "The Farmer's Wife," "A Cup' of Kindness,' andmany stories which are likely to endure as long as the English language is spoken, is the author of the Nevi - Record's forthcoming serial story. Mr. Phillpotts' name is usually linked with Devonshire, and some of his best work has that distinctive and attractive countryside as its bapkgrotmd, But versatility is found almost invariably in the great writers •of fiction, and in the story' which the News -Record is to present, Eden Philpotts demonstrates his ability to change his setting without impairing the strength and charm of his work. The story starts in Peru, and proceeds later to an island on the equator, These new locations afford theauthorwonderful oppor- tunities which he grasps with the skill of a great craftsman. Another new rlature is the introduction of a parrot which, at one stage, plays a part as important as any character. It is a remark- able bird. It is seventy years old --- though that is no great age for a parrot: Needless to say, the parrot can talk. That is one of •the vital facts of the story. The: parrot is,. indeed, the repository of the secret on which the story turns, But here the temptation to. disclose more must be resisted, or the grip which "TABLE TOP" will exercise upon its readers may be imperilled. ' `.`TABLE TOP" that is the title of this exceptional story by Eden Phillpotts, which the News -Record is to unfold to its readers, It is to begin next' week, with a long enthralling instalment, Order your copy now, and let. Eden' Phillpotts transport you to those fascinating peaks of the Andes where the story' has its beginning.