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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1934-02-01, Page 21"AGE 2 Clinton News -Record With which is incorporated THE NEW ERA CI Terms of Subscription — $1,50 per year in advance, to Canadian ad- dresses $2.00 to the U.S. or oth- er foreign countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid unless at the optionof the. publisher. The date to which every subscription is paid is denoted on the label. CI ldvertising Rates—Transient adver- tising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c for each subsequent insertion: Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements, not to ex- ceed one inch, such as "Wanted", "Lost," "Strayed," ete., inserted ' mute for 35c, each subsequent in- aertion 15c. Rates for 'display ad, vertising made known on applica- CI Communications intended for pub - Oration must, as a guarantee of good 'daith, be accompanied by the name rot the writer. G. G. HALL, M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor H. T. RANCE Notary Public, 'Conveyancer, 'Financial, Real Estate and Fire In- surance Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office. Clinton. e Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, B.C. Sloan Block — Clinton, Ont, CHARLES B. HALE Conveyancer, Notary Public, Commissioner, etc. Office over J. E. Hovey's Drug Store CLINTON, ONT. BEATRICE R. GREENE Teacher of Piano, 'Singing and. Theory. Studio --Commercial Ipn. Phone 172. • THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD SYNOPSIS knows already." Roddy Gordon, who has gone to "Then they might come after you New York to make his fortune, re- I—arrest you — tomorrow " Nancy turns home to confront his parents ,!shuddered, remembering the time! and his sister Nancy with the fact "It's after twelve now -it must be. that he hap stolen fifteen thousand Today then!" dollars from the bank where he worksr He nodded. "I don' care any more; to help "the loveliest woman in the l I've had all I want from father. I world" and will soon be found out un- reckon I can take everything now— less he . can return it. "But I love I even handcuffs." her," declares Roddy to his angry father. I'd steal for her. I'd die for her — ". "A pretty story!" shouts his father: "You've broken your mother's heart, you've disgraced your father and your sister—your young sister. Look at her, a girl in the morning of life—with a thief for a brother!" NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "Roddy—my son, my son]" Ile recoiled violently. "My God, what was I going to do? I--" he turned stupidly; blindly, groping for the door. "I'd better go out now and —hangmyself!"' IIe groaned. "Oh, my boy, my poor boy!" his mother cried after him, trying to reach him, trying to hang on to him with mother hands that, never give DR. FRED G. THUMPSON Office and Residence:, Ontario Street ' — Clinton, Ont. One door west of Anglican Church. Phone 172 Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted DR. IL A. McINTYRE DENTIST Office over Canadian National Express, Clinton, Ont. Phone, Office, 21; House, 80. D. H.. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR' Electro Therapist, Massage Suffice: Huron Street. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and by appointment.: FOOT CORRECTION by manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 GEORGE ELLIOTT •Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron Correspondence promptly answered. Immediate, arrangements can be made for Sales Date at The News -Record, Clinton, or by calling phone 103. Charges Moderate , and Satisfactior Guaranteed. Henri Beauty Shorne Over Counter"s Jewelry Store Isaac Street Phone 223, open evenings. "He didn't mean it, .he didn't mean half of it, he's mad and crazy with grief about it! You musn't go, not this way, Roddy. Mama can't stand it, you know how she feels =you're all she cares for!" He choked, irresolute. 'I won't let father—I won't stand for it, — he's insulted the woman I love, a 'beauti- ful, good woman, whom he's never' seen! I -Nance, what did I do I was wild—did I really try to strangle him?" • She nodded, pressing her lips firmly together to keep from crying. Roddy looked down strangely at his own hands, stretching them out. "Lordy, I might have killed him—I -I'd clean forgotten myself." Nancy tugged at his sleeve. "Come back, Rod!" But he .did not look at her, he' fumbled, at the lock of the long. French window, found it and, tear- ing it open, be walked out over the sill like a blind ratan. They heard the soft thud of his plunge to the ground below. Mrs. Gordon's sobs came in gasps. "Oh, William, what have you done You've driven your own boy crazy— he—he'll kill himself—I've got to stop hint, I've got 'to I--'—" She was actually at the window herself now, trying to climb out. But Nancy caught her, thrusting her back with firm young hands. "I'll go. Stay here! I'll go — I'll stop him—leave it to me!" She push- ed her back gently, looking over her head at her father. . The light .outside was ghostly; white squares of ground with black shadows etched where, in the day- time, there were tall shrubs and hemlocks. er. "Roddy, you can't go to jail,' she whispered with white lips. "I won't let you!" He smiled at her, an odd, twisted smile. "You can't help it, Sis, I've got to go. D'ypu remember old Major Lomax He was always send, ing his enemies to jail to crack stones!" Roddy laughed hysterical- ly. think he knows ,about this Rod. I, met him tonight and he asked a' bout you—in such a strange way." "They'll all know presently. How they'll talk, Nance, all the old fog- ies and the girls, too." "Roddy, you're only twenty-three. How long will they keep you in jail?" "It's grand larceny. I reckon that's ten 'years in New York." She gave a stifled cry, clinging to jinn. His face was ghastly in the moon- light, like a white mask, and his eyelids 'twitched nervously. "Don't cry!" he said harshly. I'll be old when I come out—thirty-three --, -and done for. They never for- get a fellowwith a jail sentence. I, —well, there's a way out of it, Nance, a way for • the family honour, too.I reckon father thought I'd for- gotten it, but I haven't—I've seen it all the time. I—" he laughed bit- terly—"I'm working up to it." She tightened her amts about 'him frantically; she knew. "Roddy, you can't you won't!" He laughed at her, his lips twitch- ing like his eyelids. "Father meant that—.he knows he inea.ns it now—he thinks I'm a cow- ard because I didn't." "Rod," she clung to him, "not to- night—promise me. Roddy, not to- night! Come in—you needn't see father, go upstairs to your own room—you need the rest; yes, you do—you're crazy! Rod, it'll kill He shook his head. "I'd do some- thing worse if he called her names." "You needn't go in there; go up to your own room; you're tired out, I'll tell Mama—that's all." ' He stood irresolute. "It wouldn't be for long anyway—" he said at last. "Don't you tell him if I do stay tonight—tomorrow—" he laugh- ed wildly—"there'll be a- jail ride to- morrow, Nance!" It was long past midnight; morn- ing was in the air and the frost seemed to strike to the marrow in. the girl's bones. She shook with a chill of fear. "Rod, why did you take it?" He didn't answer for a while; he stood staring atthe ground, his face distorted in the moonlight. He.••1ook• ed a mere boy, but bis misery had made black rings around his eyes. Nance, you know . I didn't mean to keep it. I took it little by little at first. well, there was a reason for it even then. I was going to put it straight back, but I couldn't I took some more. There are some queer people there. Nance, you wouldn't ,understand — curb -brokers. I thought I'd make enough out of the second bit I took to return the whole sum, don't you see? It was, gambling, .of course, but I wanted to get rich, too. You get that way in New York; you just have to get rich quick! And I—well, I loved her and she won't marry a poor man." "Situ made you steal!" "That's a lie!" he said brokenly, "she couldn't, she's beautiful, she has such wonderful eyes, Nance, they're .like jewels, topazes, you know." "She was in dreadful trouble, she. had to have money—she told me a- bout it, her poor old father might have gone to jail—through a mis- take, you know, and it took all the money . to save him—she was so grateful, so broken when I got it Nancy stood still, too, rooted to the ground, listening, her heart in her throat. Then she heard the faint crotch of gravel in the path behind_ the lilac hedge. Roddy was there, of course, she might have known it! She fled lightly, making no sound, in his direction and over- took him at the end of the garden; it opened there—through a broken gate—on the river meadow. . "Roddy," she called to him. "Rod dy--await!" • He stopped short and turned, the moonlight whitening his haggard young face. "Don't come near Hie, Nance," the young fire -brand said fiercely, "You'd best -keep away from a—a dirty thief! She came up, panting. "Rod, you'- re killing mama." That reached him; he put his hand up with a despairing gesture and pushed the lock of hair out, of his , Nance. She was going to pay it all eyes. back—she will yet—she feels dread - "I wish to the Lord I'd shot my- self in New York!" he said hoarsely. 'THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. President, George McCartney,: R.R. No. 3, Seaforth; vice-president, Jas, Connolly, Goderich; Sec. -treasurer, Martin A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors: Thomas Moylan, R. R. No. 5, Seaforth;, James Shouldice, Walton; Wm. Knox, Londesboro; Robt. Ferris, Blyth; John. Pepper, Brucefield; A. Broadfoot, Seaforth; George Leinhardt, Brodhagen. Agents: W. J. Yeo, R.R. No. 3,' Clinton; Jelin Murray, Seaforth! James Watt, Blyth; Ed. Pinchley, Seaforth. Any money to be paid may be, paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- ance or transact other business will he promptly attended to on applica- tion to any of the above officers ,addressed to their respective post of - Gees. Losses inspected by theelirec- stor who lives nearest the scene. A ORALS TIME TABLE Trains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. Going East, depart 7.08 a.m. GFsoing. East depart 3.00 p.m. • Going West, depart 11.50 a.m. Going West, depart 9.58 p.m. London. Huron & Bruce Going North, ar. 11.34.ave. 11.54 a.m. c'g South 8.08 He had actually' had his. hands on bus father's throat. The anguish of his tone went to his sister's heart; they were close of an age, she was. just twenty-one, and they had always been together. She clung to him, shaking, "Roddy, are you sure they'll find out right away? I mean diose pee- plc in New York -before you can put the 'money back?" have no hearts. I can see how "Oh, they'll find, out! They've got they'll break me—even olcl Beaver an accountant there -old , Beaver, with his nose " to the ground. He He never liked me, he's got his nose wants my place for his nephew and to the ground like a hound now — he's going to get it." l0 1 ' f the trail I think he Nancy's hand clung to his should= fully because she can't right off. She feels as bad as you do, but she's grateful -I did it forher, to save her, Nance. I'd= do anything, for her —I'd go to bell for herr" "Roel!" "I would!" be cried passionately "I love.' her. My God, Nance, you don't know what love is, it .r'unp through your veins hlte fire! When I look into her eyes—I'd give my, soul for her. I'd—" He clenched his hands shaken with' passion, a mad boy, mad with love. "I've saved her, anyway! They can send me to jail, —jail's nothing, death's nothing, shame's nothing ---if you can give yourself for the woman you love!" , Ile choked, clenching his hands a- gain, and Nancy said nothing. She stood looking at him. She thought. she knew something of love, too, but - to steal for it! For a' long moment they were dumb, then she spoke hesitatingly. "If—if we could only raise it -- the whole of it—right away — The trouble is—if we do, it would clean us out and Papa's too old to 'begin over gain." "T won't have that!" said Roddy quickly. "I don't want a cent from hits—land he can't do it; Nance, he's got something weak about: his heart. anyway, he's. too old,—why they'd fire a man as old as he is in, New York!" "They must be cruel in New York!" They are; that's it, Nance, they get you and they break you. They DOINGS IN THE SCOUT WORLD Mountain Climbing Scouts Five Rover Scouts of the ' 14t1r Hampstead f (London), Crew while hiking in Corsica last summer sues cessfully scaled ,1Vlonte Cinto, the is- land's 9,900 foot peak. Boy Scouts of Singapore Singapore, so frequently pictured luridly .in the movies, has a number of flourishing Boy Scout troops, in. eluding 55 leaders and 631 Cubs and Scouts. , eenseetsees Parisian ',Scoots Build a Chapel A notable event for the Catholic Boy Scouts of Paris was the open- ing recently in the suburb of Les Quartre' Routes of a Scout chapel. The chapel was built by alder Scouts of the parish of the Madeleine, and the'altars, Communion table and oth- er appointments were designed to express Scouting ideals. 'Scouts from all the parishes of Paris, headed by the •Chaplain General of the Scotits de France, attended the dedication ceremonies. The chapelhas been placed under the protection of Notre Dame de la Route. Well,. I loved her and she won;: marry a poor man., THURS., FEB. 1, 1934' Reeve Geo. H. Elliott of Clinton Chosen Warden of Huron County for 1934 Chartered Accountant to Finish Auditing County Accounts for 1933 ado Sailors' Give Malta Scouts a Boost As the result' of a suggestion of the Prince of Wales, Admiral Sir William Fisher of the Mediterranean fleet stationed at Malta, has invited ships of the squadron to become "pat- ron:ships", to Malta Scout Groups George i11. Elliott, Reeve of Clin- ton, was elected Warden of .Huron County for 1934 at the opening of the January session of Huron Coun- ty Couneiliien Jan, 28. The, choice -was decided in caucus of ' Conservative members, though it was decided by the December ,Council that this time honoured method of electing 'a war- den would be discontinued. The nomination' of Mr. Elliott was moved by J. W. Gamble and Wm. J. Stew- art. The new Warden was escorted to the chair by ex -Warden Ballantyne and was sworn in by Judge Costello, who briefly addressed the Council. "I have tried to make the declar- ation of office and the ceremony as impressive as possible because all other members of the 'County Coun- cil should bear in mind that they are entering on a serious work. You have deliberated seriously in choosing a Warden. No doubt there are many good men but every man cannot be Warden." His Honor paid tribute to 'Mr. Elliott. as a man who would mea• sure up to the standards of previous wardens judging from his appearance and previous record. "The past warden was a good war- den," continued Judge Costello. You ing her eyes. "Lie down, Mama," she advised her. softly, "please go and lie down. If you're 111 you can't help Roddy at all." But her mother only sank lower in the chair. "I can't rest," she said, and then. petulently; "leave me alone, Nancy, I dont want anything in the world but my boy!" Nancy turned silently and went back into the hall, but not to her own ronin; instead sloe went cau- tiously downstairs. The light was still burning there and she saw her father sitting bolt upright in his chair beside the blackened hearth, She went softly ittto the room, draw- ing nearer step by step staring at hint in silent terror. She thought he had died in his' chair. IIe had not. He looked old and gray and broken, and his mouth hung open like a dead mart's. sand tray, from which a plaster cast (Continued Next Week) was made to hang on the wall, The sailors will give the Scouts an occasional hour in a boat, an occas- ional day at sea, occasional lectures, instruction in knotting, splicing sig- nalling, astronomy, etc., occasional realize the past year was a difficult one and the Warden was asked to do more than most of his predecessors." Judge Costello said he wished to pay r tribute to Warden Ballantyne as a I painstaking, energetic and efficient official. The past County .Council, he said, had so expressed itself, and it, too, deserves commendation for the support it gave the Warden and he asked the same co-operation for the new Warden. Judge' Costello could not pass an opinion on the new officials, clerk and treasurer as he did not know thein personally. The record of both mien in the past was sufficient for the old 'Council to warrant their con- sideration and he thought they had chosen' wisely. New Warden Speaks Warden Elliott expressed his ap- preciation of the high honor given him. "It is ' the first time I have been brought before the judge," ' he humorously remarked. He extended felicitations to all members, twenty- one of whom had been returned by acclamation and eight are new mem- bers, four of wham are in harness for the first time. Last year was a very strenuous one and every man was tested. All stood by their guns and did their duty faithfully and well." He asked for co-operation in the work. A great deal will .be ex- pected of them. He looked for 1934 to be a better year not only in Hu- ron but in the Dominion and the whole world. games of football or field hockey, The minutes of the last meeting and occasional fund-raising enter- were read by the Clerk from a print- tainments. ' ed book as the minute book had not been returned by the former. clerk. A Paint Brush Opens a Novel Scout Communications Received Headquarters Two tenders for supplies for the gaol, and for printing were sent A novel Boy Scout headquarters in to the executive committee. Finchley Road, London, was opened A resolution from Wentworth in a novel way by the Chief Com- County Council regarding amend•+ missione-, Lord Hampton. The hall was formerly's. London, Midland and Scottish ,railway station, remodeled ' by the 6th Hampstead Group, and the opening ceremony consisted in painting over two small patches on the doors,—the final touch which completed the renovation. Asa re- cord, Lord Hampton's first step ov- er the threshhold was made into a Mother, promise me, not tonight!" Her frantic, clinging hands, the love and pity in her eyes, pierced the boy's tortured soul. His lips shook, a sob choked him. Nancy's arts slipped about his neck, she drew him along, she held him tight. She understood how her mother felt. It couldn't happen, it mustn't. She had dragged hint to the back door now. "Roddy, go up to your room—I'll tell Mama you'll stay tonight," site whispered, as if she thought her father would hear it and break out again. '4Don't frighten her, Rod, go to bed—she'll die if you tell her this!" I -Ie stood irresolute, half pushed to the kitchen door, It . was clerk . in there and silent, and he could go rap the back -stairs. The thought of his own room and his white bed—where he had slept as a boy - suddenly leaped on hini and pinched him with a sharp pain, - a needle thrust beside the great pain he carried, with hint. 1Is groaned. "I'll stay, Nance until — until I haveto go," he said thickly, "for her sake --Mother's I mean." Mrs. Gordon's relief at Roddy's re- turn made her yield to Nancy's per- suasion: "Let him be in his room for a while, Mama. He's worn out, 'per- haps per -haps he'll sleep 'a little :if papa doesn't break out again." Her mother had come upstairs with her to see Roddy, and Nancy had coaxed her away from his door and into her: own room. No one had thought of sleepthat eight and it was daylight now. The -soft gray of the dawn crept ,in like a mist, and they heard suddenly -in their brok- en pauses—the twittering of the birds in the vine outside the window. Mrs. Gordon sank into an old arm- chair beside her vacant bed, hiding her face in her hands. She was a mere huddled heap of misery, and Nancy saw her shoulders iso and fall with the struggle of suppressed sobs. The whole figure, the dishev- eled head and the blue -veined hands, tore the young .girl's heart. "Don't," she whispered, .patting her shoulder. "Please don't!" Her mother raised a haggard face,: blurred and ,puffed with weeping.. "O'h,'Nency,,whet shall we, do? What, can .we ;dp? I've 'lived too long!" Mrs. Gordon drew a long sigh wip- 0 tog or.. . se . meets to the High School, Continu- ation and Vocational School Act re- garding making necessary amend- ment to provide that costs of educe - tion now chargeable to, and payable by local municipalities from which students attend instead of counties, was referred to education committee, A resolution by Essex County to amend the Municipal Act and Local (Continued on page 6) The Carpet -Bagger vs. The Local rinter Many business Hien, when considering the cost of any particular job of printing, look only at the small sum they may be able to save at the time on any order. 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