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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1934-03-08, Page 2PAGE 2 Clinton News -Record With which is Incorperated THE NEW ERA 'firms 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 option of the publisher. The date to which every subscription is paid is denoted on the label. advertising Rates -Transient adver- tising 120 per count line for first insertion. '8e fqr each subsequent insertion. Heading counts. 2 linea. Small advertisements, not to ex - seed one inch, .such as "Wanted", "Lost," "Strayed," etc., inserted one for 35c, each subsequent in- sertion 15e. Rates for display ad, wertising made known on applica- tion. Communications intended for pub- ' ieation must, as a guarantee of good '�lith, be accompanied by the name ,'ef the writer. . .E. HALL, M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor I. T. 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Yeo, R.R. No. 3, Clinton; Jahn Murray, Seaforth; James Watt, Blyth; Ed. Pinch1ey, Seaforth Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of •Commerce, Seaforth, er at Calvin ,Cutt's Grocer Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insar- =ante or transact other business will were promptly attended to on applica, tien to any of the - above officers 'addressed to their respeetive post of- •fides, tosses inspected by .the dire: - ',tor who Iives nearest the scene. 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. rrGoing West, depart 11.50 a.m. doing West, depart 9.58 .p.m. London, Huron & Bruce , e6eing North, ar. 11,34.1ve.11.54 a,ni. dewing South 348 eau. THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD THURS., MARCH 8, 1934 . j THE STORY SO FAR a stone -and you can feel. how I love your Nancy. Gordon trades herself in '`Oh!" she gasped, "I—I was marriage for fifteen thousand dol- wrong to do it! I—you love me, lars—the price of her family honor and I -- " She wrenched one —land the freedom of her brother, hand free and, reaching back, behind Roddy, who stole, for a woman, that her, caught at the edge of a heavy table an leaned against it, weakly. Her agony reached through oven his paissionate emotion. She had recoiled from him with each terror that it struck him like a blow. lie let her hands drop with a' gesture of passionate rage. "I dont want a wife who doesn't love me!" he cried with sudden fury. The moment was primal; the tornado of his passion and his revulsion tore' down to his very heart. ' • She shrank before it, clinging — white-faced—to the table against which she leaned. He did not heed it. "I'm going to take you home. You—" he stopped again, unable to go on, then, master- ing himself— "you're free—if you will, you can keep this marriage sec- ret—it's no marriage except in name. I'll take you home now—tonight!" She caught her breath, staring at him wildly, but, instead of relief, she felt the sting of his rejection. "You mean--- " tier stiff lips re- fused to frame the words in her mind "I mean I . don't want a woman who can't love me, that's what I mean!" he flung back at her like a challenge, She took it as such and faced hint, quivering from head to foot. "I --I didn't pretend I. did!" she said very low, her lips twitching painfully with the effort to force speech—"I—I didn't mean to cheat you—I told you—I pledged myself, I've kept that pledge ---I've married you." She tried to' answer him, but her "Oh, have you?" he mocked. white lips refused to move. She lie was shaking with fury. All could not even lift her eyes to his. the pent-up passion and misery of IIe felt it. felt that she actually the love he was crushing down to shivered at his touch. He let her spare her broke loose in his anger, go, his arms fell at his sides, and He caught one of her h nds in his he stood still, regarding her. again and kissed it passionately "I knew you didn't love me," he ( then, when, he felt it lie there, un- said at last; "I gambled on the resistingly, as if she dared not take chance that I could make you—I-1 't away, he flung it from hint. God forgive me, I took advantage of "I'm going.to take you home -- you, you, I—'—:" Ile turned away, and there's a night train, or rather a then at last, hurriedly: "I'm going morning one, at half -past two. Wel'1 to take you home!" ( go on it, Meanwhile--" he swept "You mean—?" her lips shook the spaee about them with his ges- "I mean I don't want you to hatefture of disdainful courtesy --"these me. Nancy, this morning can't go rooms are yours. Lie down and rest. on, I see it! This marriage—" I'l! have you called in time. I'mI' he stopped, unable to go on. I going out—good night until the "Richard—," she began faintly, train goes." taking a step toward him. He looked around at her and their oyes met. She was shaker again by the power and passion of his glance. She had never really known the man and now, in the depth of those strange, green -brown eyes of his, she saw love and pas- sion and rage, not untouched too, by compassion, the compassion a man might feel for •a spoiled child. Nancy's face burned suddenly, She came nearer, holding up her head. "Forgive vie, Richard," she said faintly, "and give me a little time" His face softened wonderfully. "Nancy!" he gathered her trembling hands into his, "you don't know what amount from the bank in, which he works. Nancy, desperately in love with young Page Roemer, neverthe- less agrees to a secret elopement with Dr. Richard Mlorgan, and with the money he Ioans her prevents Roddy's arrest. Dr, Morgan islov- ed by Helena Haddon, a sophisticat- ed young married woman, but he adores Nancy and hopes to win her after marriage. In Washington they are married. Nancy is Richard's bride—and afraid of him. two NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY He could keep her, he had . a right to keep her-. Then he saw her shaking like a leaf, By a kind of violence then, blinding himself, he had married a woman who did not love him, who shrank from him now with terror and repulsion. He turn- ed away, without a word, and began to walk to and fro in the room. • If he looked at her he might yield to the natural impulse of his own love for her; he might take her tie his own heart, and it wouicl be against her will. 'It would be actually an act of violence rather that an embrace, for she was afraid of him; he saw it! It moved him, perhaps, more than any- thing nything else. Then the tumult of his feeling browned even thought itself. He crossed the room quickly. In a moment his arm was around her, his hand on her shoulder. "Nancy," he said softly, "my wife!" 'I. don't want a wife who doesn't love me," he cried with sudden fury. love is, you child, yout" He drew a little nearer. "I wonder if you've over really been in love in your whole life " She winced with such a tremor of feeling, that the red blood mount, ed from her bosom to her throat. "I've married you," she said in a low voice, "I'll try to do my best —I will truly, if, you'll give me a little time, Richard." "And you take no thought of me?" He laughed a strangely bitter laugh. 'You've married me and you for- get I'm a man like other men - I have feelings, too, Nancy; I'm not She did not -answer, she stood quite still, watching hint with start- Ied eyes. She only half understood; she felt as if a great hot whirlwind had blown past her through the rooms and scorched her. She only half glimpsed the disappointment, the wrath, the mortification he felt. Then, suddenly, he returned. He flung himself ,on one knee beside her chair; she felt his hands, hot and shaking, close on hers, and she lift- ed her eyes and met the passionate pain in his. "Listen to me, Nancy," his voice passionate still, had softened, it was shaken now by a new emotion, . a deeper one, his tenderness for her, Not even anger could drive it out when he looked' at her bowed head. "I love you :never dream but that c love you. But I won't take a wife who shrinks from me --like a pestil- ence! I'm setting you free. You can even say nothing sof this marriage, if you will. I've made no announce- ment. I'll make none without your sanction. I've married you-1'm.ga. nig to try to win you now. When. you can ,cone back to me with love in your heart—then, Nancy, my heart is waiting for that day-wntil thou---" He caught her hands and tissed them, pressing them against his breast. • She felt his passionate lips upon her two hands, she felt the tremor that ran through him, andthen—al- most as quickly as it reached' her he was gone, She was alone in the strange room, alone and free—and yet not free! When the train moved out of the station. Nancy knew that it was al- ready morning, Richard had had her sleeping -birth made up and •ordered her to lie down and rest, with the detached tone of a professional ad- viser. A sensation of relief shot through her, she drew her breath deeply, then suddenly, abruptly, she felt the hard eeirde of the wedding -ring on her fin- ger. She stared at it curiously, ab,. horrently. She was, not even now quite clear as to what had happened. She had gone to Richard openly brazenly, begging help and pledging herself, she had married him and he -----? It seemed to her that he must scorn her as tremendously as "he seemed to love her. And though she did not love him, it shook her hor- ribiy-she had married him, Her ,thoughts did not come in se- quence; she had glimpses of outside things, and swift, poignant visions— of, her father — looking gray and broken—and her mother, iof Roddy delivered from , jail, of Angie Fuller's. spaniel eyes, and of Page Roemer: The thought of him was like a sword - thrust, it made her cringe back and cover her face with her shaking hands. Would she have to tell him? She could not a she was sure she could not. The sun was rising when she got Up and dressed in a swift absent- minded way. She did not know where Richard had gone. He had been "She's nine!" he thought cruel- ly. "She's mine — I'll never let her go,!"' merciful, he had left her alone. She was very pale when he came and, in his authoritive way, made her go into the dining -'car. "You can't starve yourself," he said grimly, and added in an under- tone: "don't hate, me so much you can't eat, Nancy!" Sho raised her eyes suddenly and looked full at him for the first time. She was shocked at the change in him in one night. He looked old. He was ten years older than she was, five years older than Page he might be fifty now in the crude light of the swaying train, He was looking at her and their glances met, met with a shock of mutual feeling. He put his hand rout involuntarily and took hers and felt it icy cold. "You poor child!" he exclaimed softly, Sitting opposite her in the din- ing -car, with the little white -covered table between them he had another change of heart. He could not give her up! • "She's mine—I'!l never let her go!" and the he was ashamed. "Eat something, Nancy," he urged, "you've got to." She tried choking down her food, but her hand shook, He saw it, saw that she would not—or could not—even look at him now, and choked down his own food and took her back to her place in the sleeper, and left her to herself. "I think you want to be alone," ho said. She assented without words and they made the rest of the journey apart. It was late afternoon when they finally got home. There was only a few people at the station and Rich- ard and Nancy walked up the street unmolested. They did not speak un- til they reached his gate and Richard stopped there. "Won't you come in, Nancy?" His very tone appealed For ar instant his pride broke, there war hunger and longing in'his voice. She gasped. "I-1I'd like to go home first — I iwhat do you mean, Righard." He ' gave her a tense Iook. "I'm human -Cod, I'm human!" he said; 'you know what I mean!" She hung her head, she did not know what to do, but -unconscious- ly—she wrung her hands. "Can S come home with you now," Richard pleaded, "and, see your father and mother -nor am I to stay here?" "Oh, I must go!" she gasped, "I must!" "Go As you will, Nancy; see — 1 keep my faith," and he stepped back aside his own gate and stood there, Waiting to watch her. She felt his ,eyes, gave ane glance back, whitened to her lips and fled. Richard was a proud man and he reddened .under his 'tan. Ile had seen the agony in her face when she shivered at his touch, she, his wife-; incredible! Then the flame of pas- sion .leaped up again. "She's nine mine!' He was startled at a voice, "Richard, I've been waiting ever so long for you!" It was Helena Haddon standing at his door. He was taken abaok without rea- son. It was no unusual thing for Helena to • some. He was the Had - don's physician and she came—some- times with bald excuses, sometimes n real need ,of soniething to quiet her nerves, but today--! "What's the trouble?" he . asked, DOINGS IN THE SCOUT WORLD The average ` annual increase of British Boy 'Scouts during the last ten years has been 6,089. o seiss.ar There are 41 Rover Scout Crows and Scout Clubs at English univer- sities and training colleges. aegseo_ Worid Cruising Boy Scouts The Cunarder Franconia, on a world. cruise, has a special interest to Boy Scouts of many nationalities at the various ports touohed, Six- teen younger members of her crew comprise the lst ,Mercantile Marine Deep Sea Scout Troop, and whenever possible they are making contacts with brother scouts in the ports vim ited. sosranco Gave a Bullock Artificial Respiration Living up to the Sixth Scout Law, when two Navuso (Fiji) Boy Scouts discovered a bullock stuck and drown- ing in a river, one dived in and held the animal's head above water, while the ,other went for a rope and help. When they got him ashore, nearly dead, they placed him head down on a slope, gave him artificial respira- tion by jumping on his stomach, and brought him around. eceellareere Used Clothing For 14,000 Some 2,000 Toronto Boy Scouts on a Janaury Saturday collected more used clothing for the Neighborhood Workers' Association than was gath- striving to be natural "Nerves a- gain, Helena "Oh, it's everything!" she smiled 'at him. "It's nerves and King—and the spring weather." "Principally the spring weather, I fancy," he said reassuringly, opening the door for her. He meant to take her into his of- fice, but she walked straight into the library. He saw her mood and he had begun sometimes to fear its eon, sequences; today lie was thinking hard: "At least I don't have to tell her now!" "I hope you haven't got the same old headache, Helena?" "No, its not my headache," He - ea, laughed, looking around at hih m openingher green eyes wide and laughing at him. "I see there's been a visitor here before me," she added A HUMAN INTEREST STORY mockingly. eyed by varleas methods throughout 1933. Over 162,000 usable garments were produced, and several thousand pairs of repairable 'shoes,—sufficient to supply 14,000 persons, according to Frank Stapleford, head of the Neighborhood' Workers. est •a, Electricity and Scouts in Kashmir A 'defective electric wire in a house in Kashmir set the place on fire. Neighbours ineffectively threw buc- kets of water on the building, but a Boy Scout of the Tyndale Briscoe School` saw that the only thing to do was to rout the live wire. The best insulation he could find was a pair. of wooden clogs, and with these on he cut the wire, His insulation was not too successful, for a severe shock knocked him unconscious for some minutes, but the house was saved. STRANGE CARAVAN TO CROSS THE ROCKIES :One of the strangest caravans to cross the Canadian Rockies since the days of railway construction is now in course of planning. Author of the plan is Charles 1'. Becleaux, weal- thy French sportsman whose home is the Chateau. Conde. No stranger to Canada's big game lands, M. Bedeaux made an excursion via the Canadian National Railways into the territory north -wrest of Edmonton in the Fall of 1932. So attractive did he find the hunting he began arranging the elaborate excursion that is set for. August this year. Instead of the traditional mountain pony train, M. Bedeaux will use five specially constructed tractors to cross the backbone of the Continent. Most likely route to be followed is from Edmonton, Alta., over the Nor- thern Alberta Railways to Fort St. John, thence across the Rockies to Telegraph Creek and down to the Stikine River which leads to Wrang- ell, Alaska. Auxiliary to the tractors will be ,heavy draught horses and ponies. A crew of men will be carried—camp helpers, guides, horse wranglers and axe -men to cut a road for the tree= tors. Supplies have already been contracted for. An airplane will sur- vey the route and be used as a trans- port while the expedition is on. Whatever the success of the novel experiment, en route the party will pass through superb game country and find shots galore for camera and gun. There had been a family disagree - (Continued next week) tnent. Husband and son had guar - reled, The mother took the son's part and information was laid 'against the husband and father. When all three answered the summons the one pleas- ant thing about it was that almost ieobody was there to look and listen in hungry curiosity. Step by step the magistrate elicit- ed the essential facts, Then he be- gan to 'reflect upon the general tit.• uation, Family affection was not lacking, but neither was the peculiar irritability which some, in fact many, show to their dearest at times. What .•` a strange and unaccountable thing it was. To conquer it was hard. It took courage and determination. But it waseitherreooneiliation or else a wrecked home, "I know," said the magistrate whose hair is turning gray, "what a home means, and l' know whatits loss. I would give all I own in this world to have once more my, home as it was two years ago. You have such a home and NOW spoil it? It is a . sacred thing. In- stead of hard words you each ought to give thanks to !God that you each other. Each one of you would fight anyone else for the oth- er's sake. Each one would fight to protect your home. Why throw it a- way for the gratification of false pride or bad temper? Why give your sons the stigma for life that their parents separated because of quarrel- some disposition? Each one of you has got the same feeling to overcome. Do it like men and like a wife and mother." The scene was impressive. By this time the mother was crying softly. There were tears in the young man's eyes, The father was made of stern- er stuff. In a hard world he had learned to take and give and look grim • But when at last he said. "Yes, you are right," he meant it as much, perhaps more, than the oth- ers. Who had suffered most? Who was happiest at the reconciliation? The stern, quick-tempered father, the mother defending a beloved son from a beloved father, or the gray-haired magistrate as arord by word he laid bare his own great sorrow that he might help keep for others what was Iost to him! Everybody arose, par- ents and son clasped hands, the mag- ietrate arose. To the officers he merely said, "Just keep quiet about this, boys, and he walked out of the room—alone.--+Lietowe1 Standard. HENSALL: The euchre and dance held in the town hall under the aus- pices of the Hensall Board of Trade was a huge success. There were 47 tables of euchre, prize winners be- ing: ladies, 14Irs. Jessie Rennie, Mrs, Earl Mitchell; Mer, Roy Webber, Allan McDonnell, lucky ticket, Mrs. A. L. Case. The Carpet -Bagger vs. The Local Priter Many business men, 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. They fail to asic themselves what the carpet -bagger leaves with them throughout the year in the way of business as compared with the local publisher and members of his staff. He also seems to forget that if he and his fellow business seen would get more of their printing requirements done in their home town the publisher might be able to employ additional help, which would still further swell the amount of money to be spent in the home town. Always remember! A dollar spent with a firin in a distant town is gone forever so far as its service to the community is con- • cerned. A dollar spent with other firms in the home town stays there and performs many good services, in its own community. 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