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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Clinton News Record, 1935-01-10, Page 2PAGE 2 Clinton News -Record With which is lneorpcerated THE NEW ERA i°[rat6 of ,Subscription — $1.50 per year in advance, to Canadian ad- dresses $2,00to the U.S. or oth- er foreign 'countries. No paper' discontinued until: all arrears are ' paid unless at the eption of the publisher. The date to which every subscription' is paid is denoted on the label. l.d ertising Rates—Transient adver- tising 12e per count line for first insertion. 8c for each subsequent insertion. Heading counts 2 linea. Small advertisements, not to ex- ceed ane inch, such as "Wanted", "Lost," "Strayed," etc., inserted *nee for 35c, each subsequent in- sertion 15c. Rates for display add vertising made known on applica- tion. Communications intended for pub - Seaton must, as a guarantee of good ilaiti, be accompanied by the name of the writer. G. B. HALL, M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor. II. T. • RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer Financial, Real Estate and Fire In- eurance Agent. Representing 14 Fire insurance Companies. 4Dirision Court Office. Clinton. TIME CLINTON NEWS -RECORD SYNOPSIS Ellen Church, 17 years old, finds herself alone in the world with her artist mother's last warning ringing in her ears, to "love lightly." Of the world she 'knew little. AU her life she had lived alone with her mother in an old brown house in a small rur- al community. All her life, first as a new baby, then a bubbling child, then a charming young girl . she had posed for her talented mother who sold her magazine cover painting through an art agent in the city.. . Mrs. Church's broken life . . the unfaithful husband, his disappearance . and after seventeen years of sil- ence announcement of his death was at last disclosed to Ellen. The news of the husband's' death killed Mrs. Church..:. Ellen, alone. turned to the only contact she knew, the art agent in New York. Posing, year. of posing, was her only talent so she was introduced to two leading ar- tists, ;Dick Alven and , Sandy . Macin- tosh. Both used her as a model and both fell in love with her ... but El- len, trying to follow the warped nhil- osophy_of her mother to "love light- ly" resists the thought of love. Her circle of friends is small, artists and two or three girl models. Ellen at- tends a ball with Sandy. While danc- ing a tall young man claimed her, and romance is born. A ride in the park, proposal, the next day marriage to Tony, and wealth. But she'd "Love Lightly," Ellen told herself. She'd Pounding of her heart that made never let him know how desperately P g breathing so difficult? "Darling," Tony was saying, and his voice seemed to come from ever so far away, "I love you. You're my wife." Automatically Ellen felt of her wedding ring with the thumb of her Frank Fingland, BA., LL.B. barrister, Solicitor, Notary Pnblle Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Bieck — Clinton, Oat DR. FRED G. THOMPSON Office and Residence: Ontario Street Clinton, Ont. fine door west of Angli,ian Church. Phone 172 139ee Examined and Glasses Fitted '®R. IL A. McINTYRE • DENTIST Office over Canadian National Express, Clinton, Ont. Phone, Office, 21; House, 89. couldn't help it. This was love. This desire to give and give and give ... "To keep •myself for my husband, Tony," she answered. The boy was laying down his hat. He wasn't blinking, any more, but he moistened his lips with his tongue as if they were dry, before he spoke. "You don't want me to leave, do you?" he said, and he was whispering too. "You would feel badly if I went to Jane, now?" Ellen was: retreating, somehow, be- fore his advance—for Tony ,was ad- vancing. But she had crossed, for the moment at least, her Rubicon. "Yes, I would mind," she said. "Just as much as you'd mind if you knew that I were going to stay here, with Dick!" She was back against the wall, now. But her eyes were lost in Tony's gaze. They were bluer than ever, Tony's eyes, Perhaps because .they were wet. "Darling," said Tony huskily, "you do love me!" Ellen tried to deny it. To say that she didn't love him. She tried to, but the words stuck in her throat. With her eyes lost in his gaze, with the lovely color staining. her childish throat, she nodded. Mutely, but ve- hemently. She was held tightly in Tony's arms—so tightly that it hurt, that it left her breathless. Or was it the while. I bet, honey, you're surprised, I bet you didn't have any idea I real- ly worked! And then we'll take the, car and start off somewhere, for : a honeymoon. We'll just go—,we'll ,not plan`. where. Wb'll 'start for the place Where the blue begins. We may end up a couple' of other places. But it doesn't matter—as long as we're together!" Ellen gulped ;Sewn some coffee. "Tony," she said. "I—I hate to throw cold water on your plans, but I think it might *be better if we put off the honeymoon for a little while." Tony's voice was hurt. DR. F. A. AXON Dentist Graduate of C.O.D.S., Chicago and R.C.D.S., Toronto, Crown and plate work a specialty. Phone 185, Clinton, Ont. 19-4-34. through two 'aching weeks of not see1 - ing Tony that she met Sandy on the avenue one afternoon as she wasgo- — • ing home. Sandy's, attitude toward The History of His Life`Coinsides the long ago, or he is one of those-, her was carefully veiled. Ellen could With History of Canada rare souls who can see only .the good see that her marriage to a millionaire in their feliow-oast and who to the had given her an added importance M his eyes.' "But why?" he questioned. "We, of all married folks,•need a honeymoon, to get acquainted -e" All at once he was out of his :chair, was en Ellen's side of the improvised breakfast table, was on the arm of her chair. TI1UR5., JAN. 10, 1934 Mr. Heber Archibald "I didn't know," he said, "that be- ing married was so-so swell. didn't know that love could be like this!" His head ducked down, was snug- gled into the curve of Ellen's throat. He was kissing the place where a pulse throbbed crazily. "Don't Tony," sem said, almost sharply. "Please don't. That's over." Tony's arm tightened. His voice came in a muffled fashion, because his lips were against her throat. "You mean that kissing's over?" he questioned, "the first day after we're married " Ellen tried to make the tone of her voice seem hard. It was time to make herself clear, at last. ger whole life might depend upon the stand she took .--cher every chance at happiness! She should love lightly.' "I told you," she said, "night be- fore last when we met at the dance, that marriage -4o me—was just mar- riage! That I wasn't in love with you, not in the way you mean." "How?" Tony questioned, "how about last night?" "Last night," answered Ellen, 'was hysteria. It wasn't love." Slowly Tony was rising from the arm of Ellen's chair. He walked the length of Ellen's prim little room-- and oom-and stood !poking down, from her window, to the crowded street below. D. H. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR .Electro Therapist, Massage -Office: Huron Street. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and by appointment. FOOT CORRECTION .ee manipulation SunRay Treatment Phone 207 she loved him, even though she were his wife. GEORGE ELLIOTT ,Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron Correspondence promptly answered. Immediate arrangements can be made (or Sales Date at Tne News -Record, 'Clinton, or by calling phone 203. Charges Moderate , and Satisfaetior Guaranteed. * '' * NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Tony was standing. "Why," he grated must you al- ways bring Jane into it, et a time like this? . Why can't you let us be us? And if . you don't tare for me, how can you kiss me," his voice brake, "as you've just been kissing me? How, as. in all decencynd f airnes Ellen answered. And it would have taken a man far cleverer than the badgered, heart -hungry boy, to know that she was answering the first part of his speech—rather than the last! "Because," said Ellen, "I'm a fool; That's why!" Tony was laughing, and in his laughter was hurt pride and injured dignity and a 'black and blue soul bruise. "Well," he said, "since you think you're a fool, so soon, perhaps I'd better go away from here. I don't doubt that as long as you don't care a hang, Jane would be glad to see me. I've always talked things out with Jane. She—iunderstands mel" The old, old come -back. She under- stands me! Ellen, hearing it for the first time, flinched under it, even though she had precipitated it, "If he loved me," she said to her- self, "he couldn't go. It wouldn't be possible for him to leave me. I was right—if he could go, tonight, to see another woman, why then --ie Poor little Ellen. She was right about herself! She was a fool. Being one, she said -- "I'm sure Jane understands you. By all means go to see her." Tony was reaching for his hat. "I. suppose," he said, "that as' soon as I'm gone, you'll phone for Alven. I have no doubt that he understands you as ,well as June understands me." Ellen was 'blinking tokeep back the tears. DOUGLAS R. NAIRN 'Barrister, Solicitor; and Notary Public ISAAC STREET, CLINTON Office Hours: Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays -10 a.m. to 5 p.m. Phone 115 3.34. THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President, Alex. Broadfoot, Sea - forth; Vice -President, James Con- nolly, Goderich; secretary-treasur- .er, M. A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors: Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth, R. R. No. 8; James ,Sholdice, Walton; Wm. iKnox, Londesboro; Geo. Leonhardt, Bornholm, R. R. No. 1; John Pepper, Brumfield; James. Connolly, Gode- rich; Robert Ferris, Blyth; Thomas Moylan, Seaforth, R. R. No. 5; Wm. R. Archibald, Seaforth, 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 •Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. ••. Piirties.destnng to effect lnsur- ,ance or transact other business will 'be promptly attended to on applica- t!em to any Of the above officers .addressed to their respective post of- Losses fLosses inspected by the direo- to who lives nearest the scene. Alllr�,,f;�.M j1* !AYE "I'm sure Jane understands By all means go to see her." "Dick always leaves his receiver off, in the evening," she said. "He likes to work at night—he doesn't like interruptions. I couldn't reach him by phone," she finished, "That ought to be a comfort to you!" "So it is," said Tony. He had his hat in his hand. He was fussing with the brim of it. "So it is," said Tony again. He too was blinking. Ellen was speaking. Out of turn again, but she couldn't help it. Mo- ther, or no, she couldn't help it. TIME TABLE ?rains M1v!11 arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div.. Going East, depart 7.09 a.m. -Going East depart 8.00 p.m. ,Going West, depart 11.50 a.m. Going West, depart 4.68 p.m.. London. Huron & Bruce Qaing North, ar. 11.34. lve.11 54 a m "Mind, Mrs. Brander," he asked, "if I walk along with you for a couple of blocks?" Ellen laughed. "A couple of blocks, at least," she Said., "Far S'nif, not in a hurry to get anywhere." Sandy'§ eyebrows were raised. "The poppa got a night out?" he questioned. And added, "Se soon?" Ellen tossed her head. (Continued Next Week) DOINGS IN THE SCOUT WORLD The following is copied.£rarn the "Picture Gallery" of Wilton's Review, a tabloid printed in Winnipeg, and refers to a gentleman well-known to many in Clinton. Mn. Archibald is a brother of the late Mrs. Farran, and Miss Archibald and an uncle of les. faults• of others rare blind, Whatever the cause, the result is the same, There, are men who, when. they have passed the Scriptural three score years and ten, lase interest in this life and devote themselves bo H. T. Rance of Mown and has often preparation for and anticaption of visited here: the next. Our subject is not one of In the years 1837 to 1838 occurred these. He is `"'living in a house by the side of the road," and closely ob- serves all who go by and everything that happens. Through physically he is paying tall to Time, mentally, be le brighter than many men half his age. Dwarfs Beware! Asked regarding the purpose of a bowline knot, a Winnipeg Wolf Cub (junior Scout) returned this some- what startling suggestion: "A bow- line is used to tie a :boat to a dwarf." you. "I guess you're right," he said, "about there being no honeymoon, for us. I guess you're right about the whole thing. Only I'll go a trifle farther than you've gone. Scorns to me we don't belong together, at all, in a married sense, until you feel differently. It wouldn't be right, somehow, to go on living together. Not if you actually end I believe the thought has penetrated into my brain, at last --don't love me!" Ellen's band, flung out, knocked over a coffee cup,. She hadn't expect- ed Tony to go a step further than she had gone. Tony continued in a dull monotone. the famous rebellion led by William Lyon 11'fcKensie, grandfather of the leader of the Liberal Party, the pre- sent .Opposition deader and former Premier of Canada. In 1341, as a result of Lord Dur- ham's report, Upper and Lower Can- ada were united and responsible government conceded by the Mother Country to the new province. In 1846 the subject of our sketch was born. * * * The Universal Boy Appetite At a Boy Scout camp in Unganda. East Africa, at which over 700 Scouts from many tribes were pre- sent, the daily consumption of `Ma - tette' (plantains) was over 5,000 pounds. left hand. "You're my wife!" Tony was say- ing , But she couldn't answer now, not the way the walls of the room were closing in, not the way the lights were dancing. And then the lights had ceased to dance. For Tony's hand; feeling a- long the wall, had found the electric switoh, and the world was all dark- ness—a sweet, warm, throbbing dark- ness. "Tony," she said, "believe that. You mustn't think that I' phone to men that I have them came up here, alone with me at night. Dick stayed just once, after a little party. Ile stayed to talk about -work. • Then he asked me to marry him' -that was the time. But I sent him right home. 1—I've never had any of these sessions Tony,, like last night, and this evening. Ex - sept with you. I haven't lived in the city very long. Only three years. I'm —I'm not +used to the racket, I sup- pose. But. I've always wanted to keep myself, Tony , . . for—" she paused. But up, over her white little face a heavy flush came creeping. Tony, fascinated, watched that flush. He saw it cover her chin, red - "I'll go back to live at the club," he said. "You can stay here—you can have all the money you want, of course—but we won't go hunting for an apartment. You've been right, I suppose, all the time—about not let- ting it get you, Well, it won't get me, either. I'li see you, but it won't oe as if we were man and wife I guess it's my turn to make terms! I won't try to hold you you're the one, from now on, who must make the ad- vances. But remember this. I don't want a bought -and -paid -for wife, not now. I don't really want half -portion love, any more. Something's hap- pened to me. I want love to be—" he choked, he turned back again to the window, "as real," he finished, "as it seemed, last night.'" Ellen put the cup right side up, on the table. "You're the head of the family," she said slowly. "I suppose it's up to you. Have it your own way. I'll take none of your money ..." Tony reached for his hat. Only this time he didn't hesitate in the doorway --this time Ellen didn't call him back. "You're stepping out of character," he said shortly. "Well, see you soon," he called, as he clattered down the stairs. He might have been just any- body at all! Ellen called out the conventional reply. There might have been no sap- phire hoop upon her finger. "That will be nicer" she answered. And then she went back into the room and cleared off the table. It wasn't until she made the bed, in a certain pillow, she saW a round dent that might have been made by a head,. thatshe broke down. "Oh, Tony, I love you!" she sob- bed. "Oh, Tony, I want you! I want to be married to you—I want to be your wife. Come back to me!" IBut Tony didn't come back. He won his way to some office where he worked. It can therefore be truthfully said that the history of his life almost coincides with the history of a uni- ted Canada. What most of us have read about he has seen. Men and events have passedbefore his eyes in rapid suc- cession. The men who have made Canada! Brown, . MacDonald, Tupper, Laurier and scores of other workers, in that great constructive undertaking, he has seen, heard, and in many cases known. How wonderful it must be to be able to recall numerous occur- rences with which history now con- cerns itself! Though Mr. Archibald is in his 89th year, his memory is unimpaired. He talks most intebestingly of things which happened decades ago. The privilege of listening to him is a liberal education in the Canadian his- tory of the last half -century. or so. It may be that his age has brought charity and forbearance. Of the * Xs 11F A Year -Late Santa Claus It was a year -late Santa Claus that this Christmas visited the chtil- ren at Stanley, in far northern Sas- katchewan. Ile left the Boy Scout Toy Shop at Saskatoon last Decem- ber, by airplane, but did not arrive men he speaks of, with whom per - in time. So his toys were doubly haps he differed in his time and theirs, he has only kind words to say. Either the yehrs have cast a halo of glory over all ha met and knew in To one oppressed in heart and mind bypresent conditions a . conversation with Mr. Ar- chibald; is inspiring. To him the words of ,Solomon are true: "There is nothing new under the sun." Very few thi,igs happen ' which have not happened before to a greater or less degree. Economic ,conditions like history, Mend to repeat themselves. In his long life he has passed through periods quite as, or more, trying than ,the present. They also came to an end and he has no doubt but that the present clouds will be. dissipated also. He is upheld in this by a philosophy built up by Time and deepened by Experience. Very pos- sibly he is right but that philosophy is rather dangerous nevertheless. It prevents men from concentrating upon removing the causes of such periods of economic recession. Mr. Archibald is one of the real old-timers of this Province, In 1877 he cane here to hang out his shingle as a young lawyer. Later he entered into partnership with Mr. H. M., lat- er Chief Justice Howell. For fifty- seven years he has watched this (Continued on page 3) welcome this Christmas. Another World Best Seller. The Universal Boy Scout handbook, "Scouting for Boys," by Lord Baden- Powell, has now been published in 25 different languages, including sever- al' Indian vernaculars, and in Braille f for the blind. Over half a million copies of the English edition have been sold. **ill. Sanity always comes with the morning. Oh, sometitees it would be better, far better, if it didn't! Life - can't just be left to slide along by daylight. Sanity brought Ellen back to earth with a thud, Her eyes were sober, as. she surveyed Tony across her little breakfast table. • Tony's wasn't sober. Tony's wasn't sane. His eyes had a deep warm glow that lay back of them.. , No, Tony wasn't sober, that was why Ellen found it so hard to say what she felt she must. For Ellen, this morning, had, ninny things to say. Ellen had waked this morning a woman, and all of the fears that are woman's heritage day on her heart. Always, to almost every. bride, comes a moment of terror. A mo- ment when, looking at her new hus- band, she asks an age-old question. Scout Esperantists Meet Eighty-five Scouts from nine coun- tries attended this year's internation- al meeting of the Scouts' Esperanto League held at Banska Bystrica, Czechoslovakia. A full Scout pro - e of camp life, including a gram,n "Will, it always be like this?" she asks. Elven though she knows, in her. soul, that no, fire can burn at fever heat eternally. "0 God," she prays, "let it be like this forever." nen though she knows that even God can not put the stamp of forever en earthly things! Ellen was asking the same question that every bride aeke. was saying the same prayer. But in her case, it was not a question—and it wasn't a pray- er. It was a cruel fact that she was telling herself, and telling God, too. "This won't last," she was saying den her very ear lobes. in her soul. "It can't 'last. Oh, I won't "Keep yourself," he echoed rather let it hurt me -4t mistral�kill me— stupidly, "keep yourself for what when its all over!" Ellen?" Tony was speaking. Ellen's whole heart was reaching "I've got to go to the office this Owing; Los ►a► out,,her hands were reaching out. She Ellen expected to feel shy when she met Tony for the first time, after he had .left her room!, but she didn't have: the opportunity at once to feel shy. For the first two days of the first week, she stayed at home waiting, ex- pecting him momentarily to return. Flinching at the sound of every foot- step on .the stairs --shivering as she lay in bed, wide-eyed and sleepless. Not being, wiseenough' to know that Tony was himself waiting wistfully, eagerly, for a sign from her. But, after the first two, days she didn't stay at home any more. Pride can be like that. She went out to luncheon with Gay, and talked blandly of the double standard. • It was after she had been married morning," he. said, "for just a little' for two weeks — after she'd lived camp bulletin, was conducted in Es- peranto. A Highly Prized Flag Lord Baden-Powell sent an old Un- ion Jack from his home to the Wor- cestershire Bay Scouts for their camp at I{inver, with the following message: "If you don't want it and it would be a bother, then you can get rid of it somehow. I just don't know bow one can get rid of a Union Jack—one could not burn it" They "got rice of" it by preserving it in a glass case in the camp log cabin. UNEMPLOYMENT SCHEMES IN ONTARIO In keeping with its promise to in- augurate several major unemploy- ment schemes, the government is rushing plans to construct camps a- long the routes of the projected high- ways. A new highway centre at Bancroft will be created and the To- ronto -Pembroke route will be short- ened by one hundred miles. It is ex- pected that this project will solve the unemployment problem in the areas affected by the work, particu- larly in the counties of Victoria, Hall - button, Peterborough, Hastings, Ren- frew and Lanark. The project is be- ing jointly undertaken by the de- partments of northern developmena under Hon. Peter Heenan and wel- fare under Hon. David Croll. ere If your advertisement were in this space as many people would read it as are reading this. But your advertisement isn't here, and people do not worry whether youare selling real estate, gasoline, peanuts ar popcorn. Did you ever sit down in the pasture with a pail between your knees and wait for a cow to back up and be milked? Of course not. You know better than that. Well, business is somewhat like a cow. You've got to go out af- ter it and round it up. The fellow with the milk pail between his knees may get some milky but the odds are all in favor of the fellow who drives tip the cow and feeds her. Some kind of advertising must be done if a business is to amount to anything. Either walking and talking or writing, or printing. But the. least costly, most profitable and dignified way is by the. regular newspaper—people pay for it. They value it and have faith in the advertisements in it. I=1 THE CLINTON NEWS-REC A FINIS MEDIUM FOR ADVERTISING—READ ABS. 1N ISS 1SS17E PHONE 4