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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1936-01-23, Page 2PAGE 2. THE CLINTON . NEWS -RECORD • THURS;, JAN. 23, 1936. `The Clinton News -Record with which is Incorporated THE •NEW ERA TERMS OF ' SUBSCRIPTION � .50 per year ear• in advance, to , Cana- elian :addresses, $2.00 to the U.S. or ether foreign countriet, No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid tailless at the option of the publish - 45.r. The ,date to which every. •-"sub-. .scription is paid is denoted on the rages. ADVERTISING RATES — Tran- sient advertising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c for each sub- sequent insertion. Heading counts' 2 linea, Small, advertisements not to -exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," 'Lost," "Strayed," etc., 'inserted once for 35c, each subsequent insertion 15e. ` 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 mrf the writer. e1 . E. HALL, M. R. 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Charges Moderate and Satisfaction Guaranteed. • THE McKILLOP MUTUAL .Fire Insurance Company • Head Office, Seafortli, Ont. Officers President, Alex. Broadfoot, Sea - 'forth; Vice -President, James Con- molly; Goderich; secretary -treasurer, M. A. Reid, eaforth, Directors: P1OLOGU TO •LOVE By Martha'..Ostenso In Prologue to Love, the author of Wild Geese, for which she won a $5,000 prize, and The Dark Dawn has 'departed boldly from. her earlier method, and has written a genuine romance, more powerful and appeal- ing than her previous realistic nov. els. Autumn Dean's destiny was sealed in a moment ,of noon -lit magic.: Looking into Bruce Landor's level eyes, she knew that she loved him, But love between these two was, it seemed, a forbidden thing✓* hex!. tage from her mother, Millicent 0 dell forever 'loved, forever' lost; The setting of this splendid story is the 'Kamloops Valley of British' Columbia, midway between the vast arches of the Rockies and the colorful Cascades. To this region of great sheep tenches, Autumn Dean returns from her schooling, a- mong the Continental smart set, to find herself inescapably faced vrith a fateful secret and a conquering love. As in the author's earilest nov- els, the present story is steeped In the stark, wild .beauty of the North- west. It is intensely vital_ with hu- man drama" Autumn Dean is puzzled by the re- ception given her by her old freind Hector Cardigan, and is made un- easy later by the reception given her by her strange father. But she has come home, is determined to stay and to make the best of it. Alex, Broadfoot, Seaforth, R. R. No. 3; James Sholdice, Walton; W'm. Knox, Londesboro; Geo. Leenhardt, Bornholm, R. R. No. 1; John Pepper, 'Tirucefield; James Connolly, Gode- tich; Alexander McEwing, Blyth, R. E. No, 1; Thomas' Moylan. Seaforth, R. R. No. 5; Wlm. R. Archibald, Sea - forth, R. R. No. 4. Agents: W. J. Yeo, R. R. No. 3, 'Clinton; John Murray, Seaforth; -James Watt, Blyth; Finley McKer-' -•cher, Seaforth. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of 'Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin 'C'utt's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring; to effect insur- ance or transact other business will -be promptly attended to on applica- -ion to any of the above officers ad- -dressed to their respective post offi- •ces. Losses inspected by the director 'who lives nearest the scene. ,CANADIAN' ATIONAL ' AILWAYS TIME TABLE NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER IX . The Laird was still up, though` it was already en hour past his visual bedtime. He hacl come back from town and had gone to his study t ,wait for Autumn's return.- An un- wonted feeling of uneasiness had. come over hint when he had returned to • find that the girl had not yet come in. He had dismissed the feel- ing almost at once, however, and had gone to his room and prepared for bed. Autumn was quite capable of looking after herself—he . would have to get used to the fact that the girl had grown up and was no longer in 'seed of his paternal guidance. When the rain that had threatened earlier in the evening began to fall, .how- ever, the feeling of uneasiness had come back upon him. He had put on his heavy dressing -gown and slip- per's and gone -into his study where he had made a fire and seated him- self to await her return. When he finally heard the door open downstairs, he was startled. the dead stillness of the house and the sleepy patter of light rain had drugged his senses so that any sud- den sound would .have disquieted him. .• But as he got up and went to the door of the study, his heart throb- bed so 'that he pressed his hand to his side and caught his breath. In a moment Autumn was at the head of the stairs. "Why, Dal" She exclaimed. "I thought you ,would have gone to bed long ago. You haven't • been wor- ried . about me, have you?" It's late," he said. "I had begun to wonder what had happened." "Oh, I'm sorry, darling," she said, corning into the study and throwing off her jacket. "But I'm glad you're up. The fire feels good." Site went and stood before it, ruf- fling her hair with her hands. "You'd better 'get out of those clothes," her father advised her. "They're wet." "Not really," she protested, "I'll dry out here in a m'nlute. I don't want to hurry away to bed just yet. It's so cozy here," Jarvis seated himself before the, fire. "Where -have you been?" he asked; "I've covered half the country- side," she said, smiling at him. "I started out early ,and rode up the valley for a leek at the sheep. It's the first time I've seen them like that ie. nearly ten years,:" Daddy, and it was lovely -in the sunset and—" "You had a lot to do," Jarvis said, disgruntled, "Now,darling, you're not going to be cross with ane for that," she coax- ed. "I'm in no mood for a setting." "A lot of .good it would de yen anyhow," the Laird replied. "Not a bit, dear." She laughed at hint, then went and kissed hits light- ly on the 'cheek. "But I don't want 'Trains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Going East, depart 7.08 a.rn. Going East, depart . 3.00 'pan. -Going West, depart 11.50 a.m. :Going West, depart 10.08 p.m. London, Huron & Bruce 'Going North, ar. 11.34. lve. 11.54 a.rn. 'Going South 3.08 p.m. the species." "I can't `say I'm sorry for drat," the Laird observed. `"They don't a- mount to much." Autumn turned and gazed into the fire fora`moment. She kicked a half- burned stick into,piace and watched the sparks' go trooping up the flue. "The fact is, Da," she ; said at last, "I came back to you to get a, way from all that. It doesn't mean a. tiring to any one except those who are cut , out for it, And I wasn't cut on that pattern, dariing.' I never realized it so much es Iend to -night when I stood and watched the sheep. moving up the valley: It made, me lonely as the devil." "And so you stayed out, all hours in the' rain just to cure yourself of a fit of the blues," he retorted. "No," Autumn replied softly. "I didn't do that • exactly. I knew you wouldn't be home, so I rode on over to the Landor place and talked with Bruce for a while." • She glanced at her father's fah, to see what effect rer words would have upon him. He gave no outward sign of. having heard her except that his frame seemed to have become rig- id i and one corner of his mouth twitched nervously. He spoke to her at last, his eyes gazing steadily into the fire. "1 hope you are not going to make' a habit of that," he said. "Of what, Daddy?" "You know .what I mean, my gir'i. I don't want you going around with Bruce Lander." "Have you anything against Bruce?" she asked abruptly. "Dairen it all," Jarvis burst forth, "must I be cross-questioned by my own daughter? Or isn't it enough that I should give my 'opinion and look to have it respected?" He lean- ed forward in his chair and placed his !hands heavily upon the arms, prepayg l ing to rise. "It's time we were in bed. Let's have no more of this to- night." ! Autumn did not move. She stared at ,her father, aware that she was becoming angry.. Sheclenched her •fingers and strove co control her voice. I "Da," she said, "I am not trying to cross-question you — and I respect your opinion more than the opinion of ,any other man alive. But when I ask what you have against Bruce, 1 naturally want to know." When he lifted his face after what seemed to her an intolerable interval, it was the face of a man grown in- credibly old and worn. He passed his hand across his brows, and she could see that he 'was malting an heroic attempt to speak. Jarvis subsided into his chair. "f have nothing against the boy," he said at last. "But you know as well as I do that there are reasons why I do not want you to go around with him:' "I know what you have in mind, Da," Autumn replied. "I have thought about it, too—and I've talked to Bruce about it. Bruce cannot be held responsible for the fact that his fath- er took his own life—and I think it a little unfair that any stigma should-" "Will you stop this talk!" her fath- er commanded suddenly. All. Autumn's re:oiuteness . surged up within her. "If you insist, 'Da,'' she said levelly. "I should perfer to talk everything over, with you, but if I must order my lite without coming to you—" "Do you know that your mother and Geoffrey Lander - were in love with each other?" His face was blanched as marble,and; even his eyes seemed to have gone white with fury. "I do, Daddy," she said in an even tone, "And I know , that Geoffrey Landor probably shot himself be- cause of the hopelessness of that love. Bruce and I talked about it to- night." "You talked with hint•- about that?" "We had to,. Da," she told him simply. "Bruce and I are in love. I'm going to marry him," The Laird had risen slowly from. his chair, like some tremendous ice- berg lifting its appalling • shoulders above the frozenwaters of the sea. "God in heaven!" he muttered, and then, completely and without .Warn- ing, he crumpled back into his chair, his chin fallen forward on his breast, you to worry about me one bit. I his gaunt frame heaving convulsively. don't want to do anything to make Autumn flew to him. Kneeling on the floor,she threw her arms about him. "Da -for pity's sake, what is it?" she pleaded, clinging to him. He lifted one hand and placed it tremblingly upon her hair. His lips shook as he tried to speak, but the words would not come. ".Tell me, darling," Autumn urged. "What is it?" He swallowed .as though he would strangle, and shook his. head. "You —you hesaid can't many , ' hint" thickly, and then his voice sank al - per, coming remotely from her stiff dips, • The old man'seyes became 'terribly revealed, as though some power had gone beyond his body and murdered his very soul. They were suddenly stark and desolate beyond any need of words. CHAPTER X. The brief interval that passed be- fore Autumn heard her father's voice again seemed to encompass an aeon of torture. She sat facing him, her hands tightly clenched, sat wait- ing against eternity, hoping against, hope, for words' from him that would dispel the horror that had descended upon her. She saw his lips drawn back in a livid "grimace against hie .teeth, as though the thing he must tell were too cruel for utterance, too cruel to be transmitted from his own mind into the awful silence of that room. GODERICH: Officers of Victoria 'Rome and School Club for 1936 are as follows: President, MIs. R. Bisset, ,vice-presidents, Mrs.- R. Johnston; Mrs. A. Shore;, secretary, Mrs. W. MacDonald; treasurer, Miss L. John- ston; corresponding', eecreter•y, Mrs. J, flume; review secretary, .Mrs. H. Palmer; ,convener welfare committee, ;Mrs.' F. Riley; convener social cora- , • timittee, M. J. Ainslie; convener ° ways and • means commitee, Mrs. A. Tay- lor. night, "Not long atter you were born," he continued, "Geoffrey Landor came here from the Old Country!'.` and bought the ranch that lay next to mine. We had been boys together in England. He was younger than I -- a soil, of ne'er-do-well who had mar- ried a woman of his own age who thought she ,night make something of him, I think: She had written to me and it was on my advice that. they left England and came here to settle. I was as anxious to brin;, him around as if I'd been his broth er." , One of the great, logs broke softly in two, the sparks cascading into the glowing embers. •• "Geoffrey was .restless and reck- less and full of charm. Millicent fell in love with him—and he with her. It was a new kind of love for her, but I mistook it for another of her brief infatuations. I knew n was different when it dawned on me that she neves made anything of him when they were in public together. Discretion— that was new in Millicent. And then one day she told me—confessed thot Geoffrey had won her -heart." Autumn heard Jarvis's hands mov- ing slowly up and down the arms of the chair. Summoning her last reserve , of courage, she leaned toward him and took his hands gently into her own. 'Tell me about it, Da," she said scarcely above a whisper. • Her• touch seemed to restore the life that had all but ebbed from his gaunt frame. She saw him make an heroic effort; to draw himself up- right in his ch'air•; she saw his hands pass across his eyes as though to clear his vision, and then 'rho rigid tips moved in`irarely audible words. "You're getting •me, Geoffrey," he said ',softly; at last. "After all these years,. you're geting me!" Autumn -.turned- from hint, her limbs unsteady beneath her, and hurried to the small cupboard in the corner. 'Her hands trembled as she poured a drink into her father's glass and returned with it. Te her surprise, he was sittipg erect and staring be- fore him with brilliant, almost fierce eyes, and color lay along each rugged cheekbone like a bright leaf. He ig- nored the proferred glass at first and Autumn seated, herself - on ac chair in front of him and waited for him to speak while the silence seem- ed a grotesque din of the throbbing of her own heart. When she could wait no longer, sire placed the glass at her father's lips, and spoke softly. • "Da — tea this, darling." • Mechanically he took the glass into his own hand, and without removing his eyes from their gaze upon vacan- cy, he drained the liquor to the last drop, Autumn took the glass from him and saw that his clenched hand relaxed upon the arm of the chair. "Thank you, my dear, thank you," he said. "Let us talk quietly—and slowly, Da," Autumn said. "I shall under- stand:' She heard herself speaking, as though t h e words were coming through her from some one else, some one who had fortitude beyond fortitude, a stoicism she had never known: His eyes rested upon her in a brooding gentleness. He seemed to be contemplating her, she thought with a qualm, from beyond death, She rose quickly, took a cushion which she placed on the floor at his feet, and seated herself , with her head against Isis knees. So they sat, looking into the flames ,that licked at the greaC logs of the fire- place, while Jarvis unfolded the tragic past, sometimes stroking Au- tumn's hair, sometimes letting his hand fall in absentidleness upon her ahoulder, as though he were com- muning' with himself and had quite forgotten her presence. She did not interrupt him while he talked, but sat gazing fixedly :into the fire. It seemed to her as if each detail of his story were fantastically visible there, you unhappy—and you know it" Jarvis stirred uneasily in his chair. "You're going' to drive clown to Kel- owna to -morrow -to the Parrs', ar- en't you?" he said, by way of chang- ing the subject: "Aren't you conning, too 3" she ask- ed him. • , "There's too much to do here," he told her"Besides, what would' I do spending two nights away from home when there's no call for it? I like mown bed best." Y s. "I may not stay over Sunday, then," Autumn replied. '"I'm not mosto a whisper. "Geoffrey Lan - sure that I won't be bored with it. dor—aid not take his own life." all—if the rest of them are like Floe- Autumn fell away from him, but fan." her eyes were fixed upon him still as Jarvis smiled. "You don't care 'though in some terrible enchantment. much for the boy?" Realization came upon her in agony. "He's all right, darling -for what "Da —tell me did yon—do; you he is. I've seen so much of his kind mean that you killed Geoffrey Lan - during the past fe.w years that I'm dor?"' rot particularly thrilled any more by Her voice had been the merest whir; mantel struck the hour. It was mid "Your mother was a siren' and net angel, Autumn," he said, "-as her mother had been in her time. Your grandmother's hunt breakfasts were the talk of the Okanagan—she had sent to England in the early days for hounds and hunters and brought them all the way 'round the Horn. Her daughter, Millicent, was -even more lovely than she was. You must know this if you are to understand what I am to tell you about your mother-andif you are to judge her kindly.,' Ile paused, and into the monot- ony of his voice came a break.' "Every man • who stet your moth. er, Autumn, fell in love with her." he went on. "It was so ,before our marriage. I never found that hard to understand—I had fallen in love with her myself. Not was it hard for me to understand how she came to fall backsomewhat into her ways, of coquetry after we had been mar- ried for a few years, Men would not leave her alone. They could not, it seemed. ' She loved me—I have nev- er doubted that.- But I was -many years older than she and she loved life and youth and gayety. I was too set in my ways, perhaps." He sighed, and Autumn patted his knee affectionately without speaking. "There was nothing serious in any of these—these- `affairs,' as she cal- led them—and she always tired of her admirers as soon as the novelty wore off, and as soon as they beganan to grow serious. It was an innocent sort of vanity with her, which. she indulged quite openly,. She loved the admiration of men, butshe loved ev- en more to let the world about her see that she was being admired. She would have found no pleasure in any sneaking love ,affair that was carried on where, others might not see:" ,-He:epaused while the clock on the "I must have gone a little mad then," he went on after a pause. "There was no use in my trying to hold her. T knew that. She was gone already, you see. But I couldn't let her go. I hoped that I might do something to win her back, perhaps. The weeks went by, but I soon knew it was hopeless. She was kindness itself to me, but she would forget sometimes and go about 'the house like one in a dream. She would sit with use throughout a whole evening and never speak a word. I became bold one clay and, went over to see Jane Landor when Geoffrey was in town. I .asked her if she knew what. was going on between Millicent and her. husband. She denied that it was so, but I knew she• was fully aware of it. She was too proud to admit it. I was a little :unreasonable, i guess. I told her what I thought of a woman who could not keep her hus- band to Herself. She told pre to go hone and look after my wife. That was the last time I spoke to Jane Landor, except for politeness when we met in public." His voice had become very low now, but strangely controlled. "Spring came, and I knew Millicent andsGeoffrey were having rendevous, but there was not a breath of scan- dal. I said nothing at first. I said nothing until I could stand it no longer. Then I—I gave orders. I made Millicent a prisoner in her own house. I forbade her doing anywhere beyond the grounds unless I went with her. Perhaps I was foolish in that. At any rate, I kept them apart. Millicent didn't protest. If this had been one of her sing flirtations, you see, she would have died rather •than DOINGS IN THE SCOUT WORLD There were 80,601 Boy Scouts and leaders in Canada at the end 02'1935. This Was an increase during the year of 22.4 per cent. Toronto's Scout population shows give in to me. But it wasn't, This was real to her -and she didn't utter a, word of protest. . She obeyed me to the lettesat Presently I heard that. Geoffrey was drinking heavily and neglecting his work. The gossip of that was on every tongue: When he was found—shot to, death by 'his own gun—it was easy enough'to-suppose: that it was either suicide—or acci- dent. Autumn gathered her hands to- gether tightly about her knees. "I had'gone up north to look at some wolf 'traps 3 had set the day before. 'I had ,told no one I was go ing there, for I wished to be alone in the woods and think over my prob- lem. It was early summer and • I went on foot. d carried a fowling - piece with ma in the hope that I might raise a partridge along the way. Millicent was very fond of the breast of partridge. It was still ear- ly afternoon when I went out -along the way we go to Absolom's camp- but down the gully you wanted to fol- low that morning after you came home. At the farther end of the bir- ches I flushed a couple' of partridges and brought them down. I went one and inspected the traps I had set. I found them empty and returned the same way I had come. As I entered the bicrhes, I came upon a brood of partridge chicks that kept running before me and hiding under leaves and keeping the woods alive with their ceaseless chirping. I realized then that they were the brood that belonged to the brace of birds I had bagged only an hour before. I was sorry for them, I remember, even then." He•paused for a long time and a sigh of unutterable weariness seemed to pass all through his body. Autumn turned slightly and clung to his knees. • • (Continued Next Week) 4,369 Wolf. Cubs, 4,403 Boy Scouts, 308• Rovers, 50 Sea 'Scouts; .l0 Rover, Sea Scouts and 634 Scooters. Costa Rica Joins Scout Brotherhood The Boy Scouts Association of Costa Rica, or the ' Cuerpo National de Scouts' de Costa. Rica, has bee's reorganized -and registered by the international Committee of the Boy Scouts International Bureau, Costa Rica is the 48th Scouting country so recognized (the British Empire being counted as one). ,Scouts Doing Their Relief Work ":. Brt" Reports from such widely separat- ed points as Midland, Ont., and Wet- askiwin, Alta, reflect the Dominion wide extent of "Boy Scout. "contribu- tions to relief work. On the 'same Saturday the Midland 'Scouts were making a house-to-house canvass for clothing for the Red Gross, and the Wetaskiwin boys for the loser 'Wel- fare League,: Dominion Safe With Today's Youth "Often when a man builds a house and creates an estate his son destroys his work., This is indeed discourag- ing; but to us adults of this genera- tion who have done our pari toward building Canada it is a happy thought thatwhen we are gone you boys, the coming generation, will take care of and further our Dominion. I love Canada; and .I know she is safe in your hands."—Ven. Archdeacon John L Almond, to Trinity Memorial Boy Scouts, Montreal. V:C.'s Become "Boy Scouts" Two distinguished war heroes, "V. C.'s," repeating the obligations of .t great world -brotherhood and friend- ship body was a recent unique Ot- tawa happening. The officers, Col. G. R. Pearkes, V.C., D.S.O., M.C.; and Major M. F. Gregg, V.C., M.C., stood in a horse-shoe of Boy Scouts of the Ottawa Legion Troop, and took the Scout Promise of loyalty, service and Scout world -brotherhood. The two officers are actively associated with the doings of the troop, the boys of which are all sons of ex -service men. TOP THAT A y. HI ray, HURRY MTH You can't be careless with colds. They can quickly develop into something much more serious. At the first sign of a cold take Grove's Bromo Quinine. Grove's has what it takes to stop that cold quickly and effectively. At all Druggists. Ask for Grove's. They're in a white box. 516 .., Somebocly to leed ou! 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