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The Clinton News Record, 1939-12-21, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THURS., i DEC 21, 1939 aplure Bcyond. by KRTH RinE BURY a SIXTEENTH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS Jocelyn Harlowe,''raised in, a French convent, at the age of eighteen joins her „mother, Marcella, in New York. Worried about her safety, because she is unfamiliar with the modern world and has developed into a beautiful woman, her mother's first -wish is to get her safely 'married.Attending her first .ball, Jocelyn meets Felix ,Lent, rich, handsome and nineteen years oder than herself. Encouraged by her mother, she and Felix quickly become engaged. Alone in her apartmentone night, a cripple, Nick. Sandal, enters by the` fire -escape, confides in her that he is her father and that her real name is Lynda Sandal. Visiting her father in bis apartment, Jocelyn. meets Jock Ayleward, a gambler. When she mentions the name Felix Kent, he tells his story of how he was a' mining engineer, worked under Kent, and was sent to jail for making what was adjudged a false affidavit. Jocelyn refuses to believ, him, but, after seeing more of Jock, and after he has kissed her passionately during a moment they had alone, she says that she ,will search Kent's safe for papers on the case. When asleep one night, Jocelyn's mother wakes her and says that her jewels ,have been stolen and Jocelyn suspects Jock or her fath- er. She goea to see her father who The Clinton News -Record with which is incorporated THE NEW ERA TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION 41.50 per year in advance, to Can- adian addresses; $2.80 to the U.S. or other foreign countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are seems to know nothing about the jewels. She meets Jock there, who kisses her against her will. But she tells him she will search the safe, which she does. She finds papers showing Jock's story to be true, tosses theta out the window to Jock and is then caught by• Felix who takes her. home, and threatens revenge. Felix's brain worked with lightning 4iftnees. My' God!" he ejaculated, using a stage voice which, however, Marcella in .her frenzy found convincing. "Not Jocelyn? This — this woman - she's been trading + on the likeness ' then. Telephone for the police, Mrs. Har- lowe.' No time -to • lose. Dangerous to have her. here. She's stolen any papers and your 'jewels. She's been making use of an accidental resemblance, a remarkable one. She and her gang. She knows certainly where Jocelyn has been hidden. I see the whole plot. She was to take her place here , . the wedding gifts.. the diamonds.. , . Get the police quickly. You can fol- low with Catring. He can identify her. We'll catch the whole crowd." Into Lynda's ear he whispered fierc- He pint his arms about her eagerly, And Felix, with the men, went out. A strange day. A strange sad 'even- ing. Marcella had gone into the'sanc- tuary distracted by her memories; she came out quite serene, a child whose memory is only of today and yester- day. She thought that Nick Sandal. was her indulgent uncle and Jocely, a friend to loya. • Jocelyn, who had wished to under- stand and to love the gray mysterious mother, now ,loved achingly a gray- haired, faded,' happy girl. Mary had given them the naive of a doctor• who had attended her mis- tress in occasional small illnesses. The doctor examined Marcella gently and proficiently. n "She should be taken," he said, "to a quiet place: a sanitarium where she will leave no painful reminders of loss or shock. I'ni not a neurologist, my- self. She ought to be under the ab - servation of some trained psychiat- rist," "Do you know of such a man and of such ,a place, Doctor Bond?" "Doctor Steever is your man and, for the place, I can give you+ an ad- ely, even with a grim sort of amuse dress. In fact, if you like, I can get ment, "Now you can get the drift', Steever and we can take Mrs. Har - can't you? Now you can see where lowe to this hospital—a sort of nurs- you've landed? How I've got the ing 'Home it is -tomorrow. She will three of you? You've lost your name, be quiet tonight. I've seen to that. your identity. Your own mother won't_ This matter of the jewels now? The acknowledge you. circumstances of their return having Marcella, wild-eyed and shaking, brought on the —er—crisis . will sat down, as she was bidden to, rang she be missingthem, do you think?", for the police. I "It was because of her fright and "Mary, who had answered another worry war their loss and yes, I sup - summons at the front door, came in. pose, the sudden joy of getting them paid unless at the option of the pub- Mrs. fflarlowe, there's a man —" back—" Jocelyn paused, pitiful of the Usher. The date to which every sub- 'qt's Catring. Bring him in," and, wrenched look about Nick's mouth. as Mary began to speak again, Mar- "Then can she take them with cella stopped her with a frenzied her?" backward gesture of dismissal, "Can't "Nick, can elle?" you see I'm busy? Don't stand there. "It's for you to decide, Lynda. To - Send him in." 'night I'll tell you the story of the She bent down again to the 'phone, jewels." and set her long index finger into the Jocelyn hardly knew that Doctor dial. The man Who was supposed to Bond had left, until Nick spoke to be Catring came into the room. her : • Ide cams slowly, painfully, progres.- "Come over .here, Lynda. Are you sing from door to sofa and along it, too• tired?" using its back for his support. So "I'm not tired, I'm afraid." bent and twisted was he that he look- "You'd rather I'd be quiet? Let it ed like a hump -backed . dwarf. . He go? You'd rather know the truth?" came up to Marcella and touched her "I'd rather . . . but of course I on the elbow. And, as she looked uP, must listen." he laid a leather box upon her knees. "I met your mother in a California "I have brought a wedding present cafe. San Francisco. In those days I for my daughter," announced, Nick was a mining engineer. I gambled a Sandal phrringly, • . • n ' little on the side when'I felt the luck Marcella had bent down" close over in my fingers. I followed Miss Har - the open_ box and was looking at her lowe east; . had some money at the jewels. 'moment that made me feel rich "They're all here," she touched enough to gamble for a girl like them with her fingers, "but they're that. She was beautiful, high - wet." She trembled and her teeth headed, romantic, crazy for color, chattered. "That's Julian's blood." for rich and gorgeous things. Jocelyn knelt before that terrible , "I went to New York. I looked up figure. "Mother, don't: There's na a swell cousin and got myself intro - blood. Mother, please lobk duced' to the Harlowe crowd. Big Touch .them yourself, dearr.. Put stiffs, they were. Suspicious of me your hand on them. You feel that? from the start. To them I smelled D. McINNES' It's Julian's blood. My husband killed like a rank outsider. Well, I was one. him.. The police will be coming. We Bub.somehow I got the girl. She must hide these. Julian govt them to quarrelled with old Josiah. Looking me. They were a gift. We were go- back, I can see that she handed him ing away. Tiny are my trust. I'll out a raw deal. He'd done everything put then behind an altar. They will for her loved her in his way as deep - be an offering." She got up, holding 1y as I, did in mine. 'But at the time, the box again leer breast, and went over to her shrine. It was Felix Kent who took control, "She's out of her wits," the said,' "and must have a doctor." He turned ,Licensed .Auctioneer for the ' County to Nick whose hollow eyes had lost of Huron their malice and were distracted with Correspondence. promptly answered terror and remorse. "I don't know who you are, sir, but sinceyou brought about this condition by a rather ill-advised return of miss- ing property, you'd better be the one H. M. KING GEORGE VI to go for a doctor. Bring him back here as quickly as you can. This On Christmas Day, December 25, at 10.00 a.m. BST, His Majesty the young lady has_ an important engage- King will broadcast a Christmas message to listeners througthout . anent and: must go out with me at Empire. The broadcast will. be 'heard in Canada aver the CBC Head Office, Seaforth, Out. once." National Network following the Empire Christmas ' Officers: "No, Felix." programme at 9.15 a.m. EST. President,' ,Thomas Moylan, Sea- "Yes. I'm afraid that it's necessary. forth; Vice ?resident, William Knox, And in good time, probably thanks to Londesboro; Secretary -Treasurer, M. Catring, I see that I'll have some'help CANADA'S CHRISTMAS , by his father, will speakto his people A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors, Alex.' if I should be driven to needing it," GREETING }throughout the world. Broadfoot, Seaforth; James Sholdice, ' `He directed her gaze toward the - Walton; James Connolly, Goderieh; I square Canada's Christmas Day broadcasts q e hall. It seemed, to her scat ed , W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Chris.' eyes, to be filled with men. At' sight carried from coast to coast over the CANADIAN COMPOSER Leonhardt, Dublin; Alex. McEwing, of them Nick went hack a little to-.. National Network of the Canadian Bath; Frank McGregor, Clinton. Broadcasting Goiporation, will eon= The brilliant musical achievements g • ward the shining window, of Dr.' Healey Wiliam Toronto corn - List of Agents: E. A. Yeo,R.R. 1,1 mence with a message of greeting Goderieh Phone 603r31Clinton; But .Felix boldly advanced' and from the Nation's capital and music poser, conductor and organist, will be James Watt, Blyth; John 603r31, Clinton; Pepper, flung open the glass doors, p emphasized on two occasions during from the•, Peace Tower carillon, Ot- Brizcefield, R. R. No. 1; R. F. has. F.I I am Felix Kent, gendarme. 3 am the holiday week. Dr Willan will cher, Dublin, R. R. No. 1; Chas. Fr in charge here. Mr. Catring has sent town. The eustemaiy Empire Christ -;direct his ,Tudor singers in a special Hewitt, Kincardine; R. G. Jarmuth, you? an arrest? Come •right in, p by the Christmas choral programme from For mas broadcast sesenited Bornholm, R. R. No. 1. lease, I may needting Corporation, p your help:' British Broadens the Toronto studios on Sunday, Dec, Any money to. be paid may be paid One' of them did come in obediently with Canada and the other members 24, 5.30 to 6.00 p.m., and on Wed - to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank ofof the Conimonwealtlr participating,„ Commerce, Seaforth; or at Calvin- and very close and spolte low. inter- nesday at 8.00 pan., Canadian Snap- Cotas Grocery Godericia relating him, displaying a paper and will precede a message from His then, through, of course, I liked stealing her from him. We ran away together. "I carried her off to California, I had a good job there, In the moun- tains. But that was a rough naked sort of camp life. So I kept her living in the city. I'd go off to the mines alone and come 'back to her; Those weekends were gorgeous enough to feed a man's starved -memory for gray years, to paint even a prison wall ... "Well, this was the way of it. My engineer's pay mama enough. I want- ed her not to miss New York,' her uncle's generosity, I had to buy clothes for her and -jewels. "So I had to have more money. I got to gambling in earnest. I made enough at the tables sometimes al- most to satisfy even 'Cella, But of course it was .uncertain. "Julian Montree was a gambler too, but not in the sense that I was. Ile seemed to be a gentlenian dabbling in risk for his amusement. "He had an English mother, a French father: Both, it would appear very well connected and both dead A French aunt of high nobility, de-' vote, had, it would also appear, ador- ed him from'his infancy and had re- cently furnished him with an enorm- ous sum to invest in American enter- prise. All this we got from 'him gradually and naturally as our intim- acy grew. He saw 'Cella while I was at the mines of course. And I knew it. There was no secrecy about their friendship I trusted her. Do you know, even now I find it difficult to believe that ..". she stopped loving me." His tone, his look, brought. tears to Lynda's throat, "This enormous capital that had been given to Montree by his aunt Lynda—" "Nick, was T born then?" Nick laughed a little. "Yes, I for- got to mention that. You were born Neither of your parents deserved your arrival. I wanted you for 'Cella's sake another treasure; and I' believe she really didn't want you at all." "Go on, Nick." "So-" he drew on his familial aid, irony. His eyes and mouth be- gan to mock now at the insufferable memories. "So my wife .and my friend in" immemorial fashion be- came lovers and, like all the Pan- taloons whose antics have furnished the world with loud guffawings, I did not suspect them. Lynda, you've seen those jewels?" 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. 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THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company `�hrm�t ta4 fhtedsa f rorn %irzisters of Winton and Sistriet REV. G. G. BURTON Ontario Street United Church Christmas Day is also a day of Remembrance. It is a day of bright- ness and promise, of life and growth, of high :hope in the heart, and great joy in the soul. It is a time for songs from the souls of men. A time of praise for the eternal Son of God, in sending us the Gift of His Son into. the world. Christ was God's Christmas gift to the world. Instead of speaking of Christmas Day, it may be more in keeping with the trubh to say the Birthday of Christ. We are really celebrating the Birth of Christ. Christmas is more than an 'event' in history—it was a 'fact' in history. In the fullness of time Jesus came. The coming of the Christ was the 'Word' become flesh and dwelling among men, whereby we behold His glory, glory as of the only begotten Son of'ods God was manifested in the flesh. What we know of God's character we see through Jesus Christ. It was God revealing Himself to the World. "Your mother levied that man. But God was seeking men to save 'them. sometimes' I've thought that if it And in this seeking, God, .so loved hadn't been for that man's glorious the World He gave His Son who was possession --a announced in angelic songs on Christ "Was that his fortune, Nick?" mac Day as the Saviour of the World. "All of it. Yes; and it wasn't Life, love and Spiritual power of God rightly his. His capital, you see, his were incarnated in Jesus and revealed aunt's advance -legacy he boasted of unto man through his character and —well, it was really all her own for- life. tune, all she had in the world and So let us remember Christmas Day she had entrusted it to him. He was means the birth of the Savliour to Supposed to bring her. treasure to this world who has come to save us America and to dispose of it, for her from our sins. to the best possible advantage. He was, I imagine, to get his commis- sion on the 'sale. But of course we did not know that the Marquise de Menace—" "Wait, Nick, don't you know — stop a minute. Yes, that was the family name of Mother Gabrielle, my Mother Superior at the convent” "Nick's attention was arrested. 'So! Then .those jewels belong to her. And that explains why my poor distracted wife sent your to' the con- vent. You were a sort of hostage, a substitute for stolen jewels, the jewels she couldn't bear to give up." (CONTINUED NEXT ISSUE) \wma\\ e , zmk_u3U llO meuimn�at, h?il' r v Majesty, the King, and S'h'ots" will pray.tribute to his musical Parties desiring • to effect incur- a badge.writings, when Samuel Hersenhoren once or transact other business will "You aro Felix Kent? You're the out the . day, the 0130 will continue directs the orchestra in origivai cam- iso promptly: attended on applies, mats we're looking for then. A sum- its programme serviice of music anti ositfons byDr. Willan, ion' stoe any of 'the above officers ad - mons from Chicago. Judge Mer . i. entertainment, concluding with a re- p dressed to their respective post off,- g ge wyn oes. Losses inspected by the director They want to' see you out there about broadcast of the King's address. :-who lives nearest the scene. some — evidence. An old case. Will Special Christmas poems will be you cone with us now, sir; and quiet- LINKING THE EMPIRE read by J. Frank Willis during his ly, please."The Empire broadcasts, now taken `Nocturne' pr+ograamne, Sunday, Dec.,each other's blood. There is in every In, that square entrance hall, after more or less foo anted nue stili 24, at 10.30 p.m. Mr. Willis. will give an increasing multitude of men gr , AYS lanniananniniatanalatialantaalanaatitaa REV. ANDREW LANE Wesley -Willis United Church "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace, good will to men." How strange these words this Christmastide! N;rneteen hundred years and more since first that glor- ious song rang out over the Judaean hills, and yet no peace — only the stupidity and tragedy of war. It this song of the heavenly host only an idle dream, a bitter mockery, a hope never to be fulfilled? Many think so. Studdert Kelnnedy, poet and prophet of the First Great War echoes the mood of the world of 1930. Is it a dream -and nothing more —this faith That nerves our brains to . thought =our hands to work, For that great day when wars shall eease, and men Shall live as brothers in a unity, Of love—liv!e in e world made splendid? Is it a dream—this faith of ours —that pleads And pulses in our hearts -and bids us look Through mists of tears: anci time, to that great day When wars shall cease upon the earth, anal men As brothers bound by : Love of Man and Gad, Shall build a world as gloriously fair As sunset skies, or mountains when they catch The farewell kiss of evening on their heights? Yet the dream persists. After all. these varied years the song astill haunts thepaths of men because it is tin expression of the real desire of the human race -and there are evid- ences even in the midst of strife of fulfilment and the coming dawn. No longer do men make war for lust of blood as in the day of the hard old Roman world. The Spirit of Christ has taken hold of human hearts in these centuries so that the masses in all the nations are reluctant to spill ry theyhad close d the tall lass doors readings of several of his • own verses g listed among the most impressive of good will—men who cannot be in - TIME TABLE Jocelyn saw him, standing among achievements of radio. On Christmas on this date, with a specially arranged diced to hate even their enemies them, turn. back, as though against his musical backgrpund.- men who cannot be stampeded into Trains will arrive at and •depart from Day, untold' mill ons swill ` again be p Clinton as follows: will, to loolc`at her. She remembered linked with 'true representatives of `. bitterness and vindictiveness -•men of Buffalo and Goderieh Div. another outline noble, patient f the various parts of the Brits, Coni- Star of the East! shoal us the way Christ. They yet shall win the day. Going East,depart • 6.48 a.m. proud.. This outline of her bridegroom monwea]th-an air pilot in traainin In wisdom the angels' ongi i not a Goinghad no such 'quality'Its naroxwp n sd m undefiled,No, g a d s Going East, depart ii.00 p.m. - in Canada, a New Zealand farmer, an To seek that manger out, and lay mockery—note a dream—not a vision Going West, depart 11.45 a.m, heave face was shrunken with pale Australian woman munitions worker, I Our gifts before the child—, in the night -but a word' from God Going West, depart 9.50 p.m. hatred, with frustrated passion, With a naval rating in Malaya and others, To bringour hearts and offer.them Himself -a prophecy of a better day London, Baron &' Brnee lost vengeance. To escape that last followed by His Majesty King George Unto our King of Bethlehem! —a challenge to renew our faithin a Going North, ar 11.21, lve. 11.47 a.m. terrible loop, the girl fell down before VI, who, in the tradition established —Eugene Field. warless world -It yet ,shall be. Going South ar. 2.60, leave 3.08 p.m, Nick Sandal and hid' her face. ! REV. A. IL O'NEIL St. Paul's Church, Clinton At this season of the year joy sings in our hearts — a Merry, caroling, bellringing, laughing joy. For a while we turn back the years and lookout through the happy, appreciative ayes of childhood, all that is good in us tries to get itself expressed in lov! - REV. A. E. SILVER, Clinton Baptist Church A Merry Christmas The first Christmas brought merri- ment and gladness to the hearts of the faithful shepherds. They marvel- led to be sure, but Were gladdened by ing, kindly thoughtfulness. the sight and sound of the angels' What is this Christmas Spirit? It voice, saying unto them "Behold I cannot be, as some`would have us be- bring you good tidings of great joy, lieve, "just the spirit of the season." which shall be to all people. For What is there in the winter season When the boughs are bare and the songs of birds are missing and the earth is dolled with icy blasts, to suggest the warmth and glow of Christmas? No, the spirit of Christ- mas is the spirit of a Person in whom our joy centres. It is He, the Light of the World, who sheds the bright rays of love and kindness and good a suggestion with the words, "Let us will aver the earth even in these war- now go even unto Bethelehem and see torn days. It is He who teaches us this thing which has came to pass, to be good neighbours. It is He that which the Lord hath made known unto makes us understand that God cares us, and they came with haste and for even the least of His children, found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe It is He who lightens. our sorrows lying in a manger." And when they with the faith that we shall see our 'tad seen it, they made known abroad loved ones once again. And unless the saying- which was told them con - the Church had kept the Feast alive caning the child. And the shepherds and aglow'with holly and carols and returned, glorifying and praising God music and church buildings crowded for all the things that they had heard with worshippers there wouldn't be and seen as it was told unto them." any Christmas spirit abroad. So once They made known with eager and again let us come to the Church and glad hearts the good news of the first keep the Feast of Joy in the old Christmas Day. unto you is barn this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lard." Such were the words of the heralding angel,—proclaiming a "Merry 'hristmas". And behind those words was a great truth. The angel presented the message and then went away. Tlhen those startled shepherds looked one to the other. One offered traditional way. That the Spirit of the Prince of Peace may enter the hearts of men and restore peace to the world; and, that His Spirit may abide with each' one of you, blessing you abundantly' in this Christmas season, is the sin- cere wish and prayer of A. H. O'Neil, rector of St. Paul's Church. iaiC3'.mzePat•emitemea tFtcimet.ze'cdam REV. J. R. PETERS Varna United Charch "Where is He that was born King? For we have seen His star," Well ,nay We aslc today, "Where is He"? This Christmas time finds us in an even worse dilemma than in 1914-18. We have all seen His star, set high above the lesser lights of our moral universe, but we have been slow and indifferent about reading its mean- ing; it would hauls led us to Christ had we riot been so' fascinated by lesser lights on our horizon, that have led us nowhere, unless it be into, chaos and confusion. So, while we celebrate His birthday again amid the shot and shell of war and destruction, we are fearfully. asking, "Where is He"? ,Ile, whose coming 1900 years ago, promised so much, and seems to have accomplished so little! Once we thought we were through with War and all similar barbarisms. But somehow our' civilization seems to have suffered a relapse, from which a full restoration would appear to be all but impossible. Nevertheless we must not overlook the fact, than the angels' song that announced His coming, was not merely one of rejoicing over what had been accomplished, neither was it a lament over things as they were. It was a burst of praise in anticipation of what was yet to be. "On earth peace, and good -will toward men" was writ- ten in the future tense. It has ever been the keynote of the church's. praise dawn thro' the ages of history, and through many relapses, It should be still our song of hope and faith today and we should be sounding it even above the "noise of selfish strife". The church's greatest songs have been her songs in the night, of her unfaltering declaration of her faith 'in God, Froin the depths of her sorrow. Let our Christmas cheers be. cheers of faith, not over whatis, but for what is to bel For even though this earthly'houso of our civil- ization be dissolved, we have a build- ing of God, a house not made with hands eternal in the heavens", Toward that eternal day of peace and good- will we may still press'. on joyously. For we are not mere creatures of, to- day but God's children of tomorrow;1 we live for the future. Civilization. may fail, they havo failed before, Yea Christ was born, and Christianity' was builded on the ruins of broken- down civilizations. It can happen -a gain.! A' Merry Christmas to Ever - body,!:, We are saying and will be saying for the next few days, "A Merry Christmas." But do we mean it? That is, are we putting forth any extra ef- fort and sacrifice, are we denying our- selves in any way, earnestly endeavoa- ing to make this Christmas bright and helpful to those who are in poorer circumstances than we? Let us seek to make our words, a "Merry Christ- mas," practical. Let us do it and do it now. Now is the time. "Not of the future should we dream, and what we're going to do, Nor of the yesterday's unseen, And what we have passed through; But in the present, act and think, And make our lives to rhyme With what our'isands may find to do And do it, now's the time." Let us not wail; until it is too late and then say,—"Well I intended to." There appeared a sad and striking in- cident in one of the daily papers: "The head of the family had been sick and jobless for several weeks. One mem- ber of the family, a 13 -year old boy, Lad worked and brought in a few dol- lags which was not sufficient to pay the rent. The family subsisted on the fragments they were able to beg. Young Bill, .a conscientious student, couldn't go to school because he didn't have shoes. He chose death by hang- ing. News stories about the starving family were whirring off the presses. Help and offers of help started streaming to their humble door. Dor- othy Mackaill, the movie actress, sent $100,00. Other letters expressing regret that the sender couldn't spare more followed until the family had realized in cash $170. There came also offerst of work ,for those old enough to take it and offers of adop- tion for the yomzgor children. The father will be operated on without cost. The bills ,accumulated will be forgotten. Clothing of all kinds and sizes piled up in the unfurnished little home. A neighboring undertaker don- ated a fitting burial for young Bill, the boy who had to die so that his family might live a little more coin- fortably. Help someone today to have a "Merry Christmas." - Do you know of a heart that is weary, That a word of love might cheer? There are many such hearts about us, And it may be one is near. Look around and you may find one, Who needs just the help you can give, Don't wait till mien are dying To tell them of how they should live." The Christmas season brings to us anew the joyousness, of. our Gospel. Around the cradle of the, Christ we have an opportunity to make a new beginning. We have received abund- antly. Let us give with overflowing. hearts—not; of material things alone, but of sympathy aid friendliness, (Continued'on'Page 3)