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CANADIAN,NATiONAL RAI
PROLOGUE < TO LOVE
By Martha Ostenso'
SYNOPSIS
Autumn Dean's destiny was sealed
in a moment of moon -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—a hen-
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 bast
arches of the Rockies and the color-
ful Cascades. To this region of
great sheep ranches, Autumn Dean
returns from her scho'oling among
the Continental smart )set, to find
herself inescapably faced' With a fate -
fin secret -and a , conquering love.
After she and Bruce Landor had de -
dared their love to each other she
learns that her father felt that he
was the murderer of Bruce Landor's
father, though his death is supposed
to have been suicide. He was shot
by his own revolver when struck by
Jarvis Dean in a quarrel over Dean's
wife, who was loved by and who lov-
ed Landor. This knowledge casts a
gloom over Autumn's horizon and
for the time; at least, renders her
desperate; She allows herself to be
!ed by a wild crowd into wild par-
ties and dieang esrapades for which
die has no relish. Bruce Landor de-
fends her honour when her ,name
comes up in a drinking house and
ncurs the enmity of a rancher.
TIME TABLE
Trains will arrive at and depart from
Clinton as follows:
Buffalo and Goderich Div.
Going East, depart 7.08 a.m.
Going East, depart 3.00 p.m.
Going. West, depart 11.50 a.m.
•Going West, depart 10.08 p.m.
London, Huron & Bruce
Going North, ar. 11.34. lye. 11.54 a.fn.
Going South 3.08 pan.
"You're not going to get out of
here till we've had a drink and a
bite to eat. After that you may de
as you please."
Autumn seated herself and took a
cigarette from her case. She lit it
and sat without speaking while Flor-
ian carried her coat to a closet and
hung it up. When he came back he
poured a couple of drinks at the bu--
fet, one of which he handed to Au-
tumn. Then, glass in hand, he stood
before her- and laughed sardonically.
"So little Autumn was afraid her
Florian was going to stage 'a`regular
old-time, knock -'em -down -and -drag -
'em -out scene, eh?" he observed.
"I wasn't afraid," Autumn told
him.
"As a matter of fact, I really
should do something about it," he
went on. "Come to think of it;
you've succeeded in making a fool of
me all summer." '
"I see," said Autumn. "You'd like
to get even. I didn't credit you with
being vindicitive."
He flushed darkly. Then a path-
etically boyish and disappointed look
came over his face, so that for a
moment, in spite of herself, Autumn
felt sorry for him. Perhaps it had
been unsporting of her to play with
him- all summer when she had known
from the first how he had felt toward
her. Florian threw himself into a
chair and sat with his hand shading
his eyes.
"No," he replied slowly, "you've
got me wrong,. Autumn. I'm nor
NOW ,GO ON WITH THE. STORY saying anything about what I would
CHAPTER XRII do if I could. But—not against your
will, my dear. I admit I was glad
Fifty miles southward, and ten when Lin found she couldn't come out,
more off the straight trail to. Kel- I was glad of this chance of betni
owna, was the distance that Autumn alone with you. I was silly enough
must go to the Parr hunting lodge. to think that perhaps — alone- with
She had left home early to attend to me for the last time—you might re.
some' business in Kamloops and to lent a little."
assure Hector that she would be on "I'm sorry, Florian," she said wear -
hand for his dinner party on the for- ily. "I have tried to make it clear
.owing evening. It was a matter of from the first that we could never be
.ndifference to her that Florian more than friends.
would be at the lodge, too, but the "You have your reasons for .that,
thought of meeting Linda warmed no doubt," he said. "Am I : so — so
her heart. It would be difficult to absolutely impossible?"
say good -by to her. In her frivolous,' Autumn sighed and turned her eyes
ansentimentaI way Linda had shown to the window. "I seem to,have made
her more unconscious sympathy than a mess of things, all around," she
she could ever guess. !said.
It was barely dusk when, Autumn( He shot her a quick look from be -
drove her car in through the rustic ncath lowered brows. "It's Bruce
gate that led to the lodge. She got Landor, of course," he said, with a
out promptly and glanced about, an -sharp inflection bitten with; hopeless-
ticipating that Linda and Florian j ness.
would be on the lookout for her. + Autumn avoided his eyes, her gaze
"Hello!" Florian came hurrying to- upon the window where, the curtains
ward lien 'from the doorway of the drawn back, the redolent, piny air.
lodge. (of the mountains drifted gently in -
He took her gloved hands in a firm ward: ,
grip and stood looking down at her. ,
' I knew it, he said disconsolately
with a strange, inscrutable smile. I I ve known it for weeks. That a
"Hello, Florian!" she returned, her why you're going away. You're min -
voice a little unsteady. "Gosh, I've ning away from hila."
been driving like a fiend!" Autumn got up and stood by the
"Go on in," Florian told her and window, looking out across the hills
gave her shoulder a little squeeze where evening was 'already settling
with his hand fromwhich she shrank; down. She had been standing there.
with instinctive uneasiness. a long time, neither' of then speak-
ing, when Florian got impatiently
He jumped into the cal' and drove out of his chair.
it hurriedly into the garage cabin. "Let's eat!" he said suddenly.
Autumn started toward the lodge, "You're probably starved."
but Florian caught up with •her ani She looked at him and' smiled
opened the door for her to 'enter, dimly. "I could do with a little some -
Within the large room, familiar to thing," she agreed. ."What' is there?
her now with its antlered heads pro- I'll get it ready."
'ecting frbm the walls, its bear and `"You'll do nothing of the sort," he
cougar . skins scattered about the retorted. "You'll sit down and have
floor, its deep stone fireplace, its another drink while I fry the bacon
buffet littered with bottles . anti and eggs."
glasses which would be eternal ad-
junct to any furnishings of the, Parrs
'GODERICH: The ladies entertain-
ed the Marine -club Friday evening at
a euchre and dance, playing 20 tables,
Mrs. B,nson Langridge and Mr.
James Adams won' the first prizes
and Mrs. Church and Mr. Macksey
won the consolation. The • evening
was handled by the ladies,who all
appeared in house dresses, which
were as informal as the party itself
and in accordance with the dance,
which was a genuine 14 karat lusty
community gathering, typical of the
friendly spirit and. traditions of real
entertainment prevailing all through
the evening. All were there that
'could possibly ' be present. During
.an intermission a good program was
given, composed of a song and ukelele
selection by Mr. Ernest Fisher; solo,
Miss Margaret Young, and encore;
'solo, 'Mrs, M. Sutcliffe and encore;
selection on mouth organ ' by Mrs
(Gladys Steele,
Fifteen minutes later, they were
seated amicably across from each
—there was not another soul but other at the little table before the
herself and Florian. fire -place, feasting on bacon and
Autumn turned upon him. "Where's eggs, bread and butter and marmal-
Lin?" she demanded. ado, ,and the really excellent coffee
Florian had closed the door. He Florian had made. Florian, remark -
was leaning against it now, his ing with a derisive smile that they
hands thrust nonchalantly into the
pockets of his corduroy jacket. His
blond head shone in unruly pictures-
queness against the stained log sur-
face of the door. His dark eyes smil-
ed at her, half closed in contempla-
tive pleasure.
"Lin came down with tonsilitis this
morning,'" he told her.
"Why didn't you . telephone me,
might as well have it as romantic as
possible, had Made a fire in the fire-
place and had moved the prosaic lamp
to a secluded alcove.
Their talk was desultory and was
concerned chiefly', with the Parrs,
since Autumn was reluctant to speak
of her impending journey. Linda, he
told her, had found herself a new pas-
sion, the object of which was a' be -
then?" medaled war veteran who had come
"We did, but you had already left to the Okanagan and bought himself
home." a fruit ranch.
"Why didn't you have Elinor come "Just a matter of changing from
along with you?" Autumn demanded, sheep to fruit for Lin," he remarked.
vexed at Florian's manner. "It's great to have an easy con -
"Lord, Autumn,don't get all work- science,"
ed. up , over nothing," he replied. And so they talked in quiet amiab-
"Elinor doesn't go out with me. Be- bility, while the firelight flickered
sides, isn't it all . right this way?" pleasantly on the ruddy pine beams
"You know it isn't—as well as I of the ceiling and coquetted with the
do," she told hila. - shadows that lurked about the fur -
He took a step toward her with nishings.
easy indolence. "Don't be a simp!" Ever since Autumn had left that
he said. "Give me your things." morning, an inexplicable sadness had
Autumn lookedat him coolly, sur- lain upon Jarvis Dean, a heaviness
veying him hostilely as he regarded of heart that was more than mere re
her with his smile of assurance, gret at her going. Shewould be
"Certainly not," she said. "I'm back again to -morrow, he told him-
goingehome right . now. You
back g self, and they would still have a few
know I wouldn't have come if I had brief days together before she left
known you were to be alone here." the Castle for good. It would be for
She moved toward the door, , but good this time, and when he jeined
Florian grasped the shoulders of her her in England in the fall, that would
loose automobile coat and pulled it be his own farewell to this land in
off her. , which he had known the heights and
"Don't be such a fool!" hesaid; depths of all passions. Searching hb
"Now that you're here, sit • down and heart for the cause of his melancholy
be pleasant about it, I'm not so old- he came with acute anguish upon the
fashioned as to make any assauits on truth Jarvis Dean had reached the
your virtue, if that's what's on your end—an end of everything that had
mind. My- God, I had to come tip really mattered in life. An abyss of
here to tell you, didn't I?" nothingness yawned before hint:
"Now that you've told me—I can Without these stark hills and 'un
go," Autumn replied. guessable valleys that had witnessed
THURS., MARCH 26, 1936
with silent compassion the drama of
his life, he would be as a player up-
on a stage without an audience,
Frequently during the day,' his eyes
had roved hungrily over the noble
prospect that had been his for more
than a quarter of a century, By toil
of mind and body. and soul he had
made it his own, and his being, in
turn, .had been delivered over in its
entirety to the magnitude of this
earth All that he had known of joy
and sorrow, hatred and love, the saga
of his failure and triumph, was writ-
ten across the bright tablet of this
!and, inscrutable to all but himself;
when he left it his epitaph would be
graven. there.
For an instant, as he paused in his
work that morning, an impulse, wild
and thrilling, came upon him to ab-
andon his plan of joining Autumn
and chance her return here, whatever
the consequences. For that brie',
free .moment, Jarvis Dean was him-
self, identified only with that essen-
tial thing that had informed his 'lin
—his beloved valley. In that one ex-
alting interval he was released from
the devouring obsession of Geoffrey
Landor that had made a slaveof
him. But the moment passed and
had any, one been watching him, he
would have observed strangely that
Jarvis' form seemed to change in a
twinkling from the figure of a man
in his vigorous, unhindrered prime to
that of a vast ruin.
The sun marked noon, and the less
explicit hours of the west. Toward
the latter end of the day Jarvis went
on foot to the temporary camp where
his young Irish herder, Clancy Shane,
was tending the few hundred sheep
he had brought down from the range
to be sold. It had been a matter of
great pride to the -boy that he had
brought the band down single-handed
and Jarvis had expressed his dry
pleasure by raising the lad's salary.
In a wooded hollow before he reach-
ed the rise from which the flock
could be seen, Jarvis halted abruptly
to listen, An unwonted clamor of ex-
cited barking was coming from the
direction ofthe flock, mingled with
the mad bleat of sheep. In alarm,
Jarvis scrambled up through the
woods to the crest, where a furious
spectacle met his eyes.
The low, red sun shone obliquely
across a turbulent, livid sea of gray
bodies, a sea which, while Jarvis
stared 'at it aghast, seemed to become
a voretx spinning closer and close:
to the, brink of a deep arroyo, a san-
dy cleft in the ground that had beer -
washed deeper by freshets of the
last spring. The dog, in a frenzy,
was striving to head the crazed flock
away from the danger. Suddenly
the Irish lad leaped into the maeI-
3trom and began beating his way to-
ward the churning center. Jarvis
shouted a hoarse warning and began
to run.
Before he reached the arroyo, how-
ever, the outer fringe of the band
had run off tangent -wise and were
aunging headlong into the gaping
earth. Instantly the whirlpool broke,
the main body of it following the mad
course of the first few into the ar-
royo. When Jarvis came at last and
looked over the edge of the cleft, he
found the pit filling with writhing,
kicking, screaming bodies. A few
had escaped and were straggling up
the( steep bank, bleating dementedly,
their oblique, crazy eyes aglare.
In the thick of the struggle, flail-
ing out with both arms and sobbing
frantically, Clancy Shane bobbed a-
bout, with hideous ludri ro a sn s
is u es
like a cork. Jarvis yelled to him and
plunged down the embankment, hurl-
ing out , of his way the few half
stunned. animals that rushed up at
hint. With all the strength of his
powerful frame he fought his way to
the boy, lifted him bodily above the
descending stream of gray forms, and
flung him free.
As he did .. so, a dozen grizzled
shapes, caste down upon him and Jae -
vis fell back among them.
Bruce Landor was driving home
from town. On a sharp decline in the
road where it approached the Dean
place, his gaze was arrested by a
wild figure that rushed frenziedly to-
ward him, apparently from nowhere.
Bruce drew to the side of the road
and stopped his car. The madman
was young Clancy Shane.
The boy collapsed against the run-
ning board, his breath a racous
wheeze. Bruce leaped from his car and
lifted him to a sitting position.
"What's wrong, Glancy?" he de-
manded.
The boy flung out an arm toward
the pasture. "Over yonder!" he gasp-
ed.
asped. "The master—in the gully! Go
quick!"
With only a swift glance'of horror
into the blood-stained .face .of the
youth, Bruce sped away.
The sight that met his eyes, in the
arroyo froze his veins. There was a
scattering of sheep, running and
bleating idiotically still, with the dog
valiantly • struggling to bring them
together. But across the gap in the
earth there had risen a solid isthmus
of dead or' dying bodies. Of 'Jarvis
Dean himself there was no sign.,
Bruce stood in stony horror. • The
sheep lay in the arroyo, ten deep.
Two peen came running from the
direction of the Dean place.
A strange quiet seemed tohave
fallen upon the land, when—it seem-
ed to Bruce an eternity later—the
Western sky drew down an emerald
curtain upon the glory that had been
there: Three men stood back from
their :work, • their bodies wet, and
lowered their heads. The battered,
still form of Jarvis Dean lay where.
they had placed it on the ground at
TWELVE -YEAR-OLD SCHOOL BOY WINS SUCCESS AS COMMISSION
DRAMATIC PLAYER -OTHER :JOTTINGS OF INTEREST' TO
RADIO LISTENERS
Conspicuous success in the field of
radio drama has been won in the
past four months by a twelve -year-
old Toronto school boy. Since last
September, Wallace Slatter, entrance
class pupil at Williamson Road Pub-
lic School, has not only stood well
up in his . form, but he hascreated
a number of important roles • and
played a variety of parts in the major
dramatic presentations from •the
Canadian Radio Commission studios.
He has, played the Prince in `Beauty
and the Beast"; Reginald Sinithers,
in "Young Tim"; "Tommy," of "Tom-
my and Scrappy" in the Cherie Club
broadcast; and "Oliver Twist" in
"Christmas with Dickens." . He cre-
ated the role of the young boy in
"Forgotten Footsteps," the author
paying 'him the compliment of nam-
ing the character after the actor. He
has frequently been heard on the
Commission's program "Up -To -The -
Minute" and he has acted on "Prem-
iere at Nine" and on the Commis-
sion's
. 'Comm s-sion's "First Sunday" shows.
Has Many Talents
While Wally has a decided gift for
histrionics, his theatrical talents have
not robbed him of a very normai
school boy life. He is a goad all
round athlete, proficient in the regu-
lar subjects of the school curriculum,
and if he ever tires of acting will
probably make a hit as a cartoonist.
He is already doing excellent pencil
drawings, leaning to portrait and
caricature. And while winning laur-
els as a thespian, he has not neglect-
ed Alma Mater. He copped the shield
for his school in 1935, for pole vault-
ing and Malvern Collegiate has deign.
ed to invite hint to put on a show of
tumbling for the high school pupils
their feet.
Clancy Shane had told them the
brief and tragic story of what had
occurred. An eagle had flown clown
on the flock and terrorized a few
stragglers that had wandered a short
distance from the others. They had
raced back and spread the contagion
of fear in the flock. The rest of the
story they could read for themselves
in the havoc that had been wrought
during the brief moments of the
hopeless struggle.
(Continued Next week)
just as soon as his radio engagements
will permit. He is active in the bas-
ketball, baseball, and hockey organ-
izations of his school; he plays a
good game of billiards and has been
known to take a hand at bridge
when .an evening at home required a
"fourth." He was drummer in the
school band in 1934, sings very pleas-
antly and is proficient in ball -room
dancing,
has challenged; the Halifax Unit to a
broadcast debate on the resolution:
"Resolved that the Canadian Dele-
gation to the World Youth Congress
that is to be held in Geneva August
31 to September 7 urge the develop-
ment and strengthening of the League
of Nations Covenant as a substitute
for regional and bilateral' pacts and
alliances." The Radio Commission
has arranged to carry this debate on,
its coast-to-coast• network on Friday
evening, March 27, from 9.30 to 10.00
EST.
An Actor Without a. Temperament
After enumerating so many talents,
it is only fair to state here that this
Interviewer has never niet a more
pleasant, intelligent and unspoiled
youngster. He is the director's joy,
for he hasn't run across the word
"temperament" yet, or if he has he
has decided to leave it out of his
dictionary of conduct. He is consid-
erate, workmanlike, and conscien-
tious. He has never been late for re-
hearsal. He politely turns down any
jobs' that he hasn't the time to do
well, and although he's very close to
being a "name" himself,. he is still
assiduously collecting autographs,
and has started on his third album
this month.
He can't remember when he donned
his first pair of long trousers.
Lve been wearing them for years,"
says Wally.
His favorite fun is camping and his
love of animals is very well develop-
ed. When he was still under ten he
became god -father to a young snake
"who lost his way in the woods."
• Supporting World Peace
The Ottawa Youth Unit of the
League of Nations Society in Canada
New Canadian Novel For Review
Profesor J. F. Macdonald, present-
ing his regular' Book Review feature
for the Canadian Radio Commission
on Saturday, March 28, at 7,45 p.m.
will feature the work of a capable
Canadian writer, long associated with
periodical publications of the Donun-
ion. "The Homesteaders," by Ethel
Chapman, described by the reviewers
currentlyas a wholesome and faith-
ful picture of the Canadian West, wilt
be specially dealt withon this hour.
Two other important books also will
be reviewed: "Strange Melody," by
Neil Bell, and "The Hurricane," by
Nordhoff and Hall.
"Let's Go To The Music Hall"
Highlights of the Music hall show
for Saturday, March 28, which will
begin at 8.30 p.m. EST and cover a
coast-to-coast network under the title
"Let's Go To The Music Hall," will be
George Patton's interpretation of
Stanley Holloway's monologue, "The
Beefeater. The show also will pre-
sent songs by the leading artists, in -
I cluding "John, Go and Put Your
Trousers On," by Red Newman; "I
Want To Go To Idaho," by George
Young; "It's Alright in the Sumner
Time," by Yvonne Miller; "Two
Lovely Black Eyes," by George Pat-
ton; "The Future Mrs. 'Awkins," by
Red Newman, and "Why Of Course,"
sung by the Three Waiters.
!A relic, of China six centuries be -
fore Christ is the inspiration of the
dramatic presentation to be heard on
(continued on page 3)
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growing ability warrant thein to attempt larger things, they should
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vertisements offer special merchandise. Change their frequently.
A quick succession of little advertisements, everyone of which is
alive, will of a certainty effect sales—will attract new customers.
The thing to be frightened of is dumbness: a retail store which
does not talk to the pubic bymeans of newspaper advertisements
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