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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1933-04-27, Page 6i! Six Wellington Mutual F Insurance Cu. Established 1840. Risks. taken en all class of insitr- Stnce Fit reasonable rates, }lead Office, Guelph, Ont. ABNER COSENS, Agent, Win.ghaxa. J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc, Money to Loan Office—Meyer 1.3lock, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. S. HETHERINGTON ,BARRISTER ' And SOLICITOR Office:. Morton Block:. Telephone No. 66. J. H. CRAW FORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone Wingham -:- Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store. DR.. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST -- X -RAN Office, McDonald Block, Wingham. DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over J. M. ,McKay's Store. H. W. COLBORNE, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. R. Successor to Dr. W. R. Harnbly { Phon 54 Wingham DR. ROBT. C. REDMOND iff.R.C,S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Londa) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON .+, F. A. PARKER -c-”, OSTEOPATH • All Diseases Treated. 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LICENSED AUCTIONEER 20 Years' Experience in Farm Stock and Implements, Moderate Prices. Phone 331, SINGER SEWING MACHINES Needles and Repairs A. J. Walker Furniture and U'ndertahi rg ��w17�rtatyl FT,7&l9�t,.Y''. Y�1NR "•'9�3i� ,...Ma7.' THE WIN GHAM ADVANCE -TIMES SYNOPSIS One bleak -November. day Joyce Ashton, poor stenographer, was in a skidding taxicab in Chicago. Next thing she remembered was two years later when she woke one mornieg in California, with a wedding ring on hand, and a • pleasant young man, ad- dressing her as Frills, telling her to be • careful after her fall from her horse of the clay before. Her hus- band was Neil Packard, rich fruit packer. Confused and troubled, she tried to find out more about herself and front letters in her desk found that she'had been a heartless, frivol- ous young woman and had become involved,, in a serious affair with a man named Maitland. Later, when he came to see her, he was hurt and surprised when she tried to repulse him, but he finally left her. man named Maitland. She decided that at all costs she would end it, but she found Maitland hard to manage. Her troubles were further complicat- ed when she read a letter referring to a baby—was it hers? — that the writer, Sophie, thought Frills ought• to"have with her. Much to the sur- prise of Sam, in her husband's .em- ploy, she asked for a dog, and he got her one. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Joyce's heart sank as she examined her guests, wondering who they were. The second speaker was a short blonde 'girl, whose plumpness gave "Sure, re so doI agreed the dark one, "guess it gave you •ashock though, didn't it, . Frills? You don't seem' to have much zip , today, some- how. That's what Malt noticed about you, said you acted half-dead." "Did he? Well that's the way I felt, but it's better than being com- pletely out." "I'll say," assented the blonde. Sudi. denly• she started violently and let out a terfific oath ...' "Who let hint' in .here?" she creamed shrilly, for Dickie had come up behind her and pushed his cold little nose against the plump pink hand which over the arm of the chair. "Where slid the cur come from, k'ri11s?" "He's mine. Sony he scared you. Come here, Dickie." She jumped up,. and sitting back in the chair, took Dickie in her lap, facing calmly the battery of disgusted surprise on the two faces. "Are you coming out to . Tess' tea at the club, Frills? said Ethel. "Why no . . No, I'm not going anywhere this week," answered Joyce, trying to speak in a careless man- ner. "Come on, Ethel," said Clarice, "you'll never go around in less than a hundred and fifty if you don't get out on the course more than once a month, you poor fat lazy female." Ethel got up resignedly, and yawned. "We'll come over tonight. It sure isn't natural to see you so r rk' "It's all over, and I want you to let me alone". definite threat , of turning her into a fat woman at middle age. Her feat- ures -were of the curved baby var- iety, her eyes small and gray, and her mouth lipsticked into a pouting cupid's bow of the most vivid scar- let. Both girls were .dressed in smart sport clothes. The blonde's costume was of the latest cut and mode, but, completely wrong for her figure and height. The other young woman, who look- ed several years older, was a thin brunette with sharp features, stiffly marceiled hair, large greenish -gray eyes', and languid uid manners. Both women were smoking cigar ettes, and joyce nervously lighted one to bolster up her own courage. Then she waited for some one else to speak. "What did you do all, day yester- day?" demanded the blonde one, "You weren't in bed, were you?" "No, I felt rotten," replied Joyce. "You had it corning to you! It's a wonder we're not viewing the remains today. How did it happen anyhow, Frills?" "Oh, forget it!" said Joyce, "It's all over now. I hate post-mortems." quiet, gal." "I know where you can get a cat and a parrot, if you're going in for puts," said Clarice, on her way out. "Thanks," said Joyce coldly. She was so thoroughly disgusted and repelled by Ethel and Clarice that she could not bring herself even to attempt an imitation of -What she sup- posed was the Frills manner. She accompanied them to the door, and watched them get into the bright green car. At the opening in the high 'wall, they turned aside to let another ma- chine enter, and Js ' ce oy-heart gave a disconcerting leap when she recog- nized Maitland's handsome face in the gray roadster that was entering. She turned and fled upstairs. "I can't face him till I've at least powd- ered." Listening carefully she heard Mait- land enter the house without ringing, and then whistle a few notes, which she knew, must be his way of sig- nalling Frills, She stood .irresolute for a few nonients, stroking Dickie. It had not occurred to her that he night come upstairs Without an invi- tation, Therefore, she was distinctly. startled when he calmly walked into rv,.d01���F the room,looking for her,r, She faced him apprehensively, un- comfortably consciou of what , had llapoe ;ed the day before. "Hello, sweet! Everything O. .I . now? Did yotl get a good night's sleep?, Looks better to see you smok- ing, Frills, It gave me a funny feel- ing when you refused a cigarette yes- terday," Joyce had taken a cigarette when he came in and lighted it quickly. As he approached her, she retreated a few steps. Before she could reply to his words, however, b'e became aware of Dickie who jumped up at him with instant friendliness. "Well! Hullo, old feller. Where did you come from, boy? Say, you're all right! How 'come, Frills? You've never had any time for dogs before?" He looked up at her questioningly. "I expect to have more from now on," replied" Joyce coolly, though her heart was beating ,with suffocating speed, "because I shan't have you to take up so much of 'it," Maitland looked frankly bewildered at her tone. "But what's the big idea? Am I going to be treated to more of this upstage stuff? I don't get you—" "You seem'surprisinlgy slow at un- derstanding plain English. I mean that whatever there has been between us is all .... all over now. I'm thru." As she Spoke Joyce moved toward the door. "Please come downstairs, I prefer not to discuss the matter up here. Maitland followed her and attempt- ed to put his arm around her, but Joyce stepped hastily• aside and ran down the stairs into the living -room. "Oh, well, all right," he agreed, "but Frills, for Heaven's sake, think what you're saying and doing! You can't mean it, sweetheart! What is the use of going through all these noble dramatics for nothing! ' It's such 'a waste of time, when we could be so happy. Every minute when we are not together seems a waste of time to me . , . Oh, sweet, I love you so! You know that-" he came up to her, his voice thick,' his handsome face intense, Joyce hastily moved around to put a chair between them. "If you can't keep your hands off -me," she said curtly, wondering at her own sell- possession, "I'll simply refuse to talk at all." She eyed 'him warily, prepar- ed to flee to the kitchen if he made a move toward her. Maitland stared at her. He was breathing heavily, but he controlled himself by an obvious effort and lit another cigarette with hands -that shook, he said "Oh, all right! Let's sit down 'quietly . . I won't ;touch. you, I swear it. Just sit down and . let's—let's talk it over." As they sat, down Joyce had a feel- ing of being on a stage and not knowing what her lines were. How would this act end? A return of the panicky terror swept over her, which turned into resentment against the man who was responsible for getting herinto thisuncomfortable situation, "I can't see that there's anything to talk about," she began, "I meant what I said. It's all over, and I want you to let me alone." "But, good Godi" he exclaimed vi- olently, "you can't just calmly throw me drown that way, Frills, without a reason, without a word, without an explanation of what it's, all about. You sit there and say in that frozen voice, 'It's all over' --you, who only Friday night planned to go away with rite Wednesday, you, the only girl who . With flaming face, Joyce interrupt- ed hastily, "An affair like this can't can't go on forever, so it might as well end now--" "But why, why, why? Judas, you never talked this way before," He leaned forward and suddenly seized her wrist in an iron grip, ex- claiming, "Frills, do you think I'm going to be thrown out like this with no more reason in the world than that you're through? Well, you're damn' well mistaken if you think so. I'm going to stick around and find out what you're up to, believe me. You're going to be mine, .and by God, I don't give' you up to any one else without a fight" "Don't be so melodramatic," retort- ed Joyce, "and let go my wrist. You hurt me," ' Her very calmness seemed to dis- arm him. Mechanically he took his hand away. Then, resting both el- bows on his knees, he plunged his hands through his short black hair with an eloquently despairing ges- ture, Joyce's spirits rose a little, She be- gan to feel more confident of victory. She rose, and still holding Dickie, she continued, "You might as well go now. I haven't anything more to say. It won't do any good to talk about it." He -lifted his head and looked at (her searchingly. He was still non- plussed. The& he got to, his feet and said, with unexpected calm. "All right —whatever you say goes, But don't think for a minute that I'm through." * Joyce said nothing, Maitland walk- ed out without another word and with out attempting to kiss her again. When Joyce woke, it was past six o'clock Dickie had, left her, and, slightly alarmed, she hurried down- stairs to find him. Suppose he had. gone home. She discovered him, how- ever, in the kitchen cahnly finishing his dinner, while Roxie, still not quite friendly, watched him closely. She returned•to the living -room to. wait for dinner, and there found on the table another pile.. of letters with a telegram on top of them. "Please mail brown envelope left on my desk to me hotel blackstone, love Neil.." But . where was Neil's desk? won- dered Joyce, puzzled. She glanced vaguely about the big room but she knew already there was nothing so workmanlike as a desk in it. When she had finished her dinner, she•remembered Neil's telegram. She. had better find the papers and mail them immediately. There must be a study or "den" somewhere in the house. Perhaps they even called it a "library." Where would it be? A little reflection suggested to her that the natural location was probably be- yond Neil's dressing room, in the wing opposite her own boudoir. She did not remember a second door in the dressing room but when she went up to it, she found there was one, just at the foot of the narrow bed, in the wall opposite the bathroom door. She pushed on the electric button inside the room when she had opened the door, and a shaded desk lamp sprang into light, Exactly in the mid- dle of this luminous circle lay the object of her search, a long brown envelopte. "Well, that was easy," she thought, relieved, She crossed' the floor, looking about the room with interest, What would his study re- veal of the character of Neil Pack- ard—of her husband? Joyce, sat down at the desk to ex- amine a square photograph frame more carefully. The picture, which showed a man and a pretty- girl, was obviously an enlargement of a small snap. The girl was perched upon 'a shelf of rock, while the elan stood close behind. her. His right arm was around her waist, her left hand curled about his neck, Both :were, smiling broadly, and the girl's • right hand waved an impudent greeting. "Do I look that way when I smile?'.' wondered Joyce, "so . , . so self-confident and . . . saucy?" She stared at the picture., "Neil has a nice smile. There's something about it that quieter and more sincere' than Frills' grin." There was a short row of books standing on the desk top, held in „ 'Thursday, April 27th, 19:13 place by two heavy bronze bears; and a basket in which she found station- cry and leaflets inscribed "Packard Fruit Packing Co., Inc;,, Manzanita, Cal:' So that was Neil's business. S'he could find luo "pen with which to address the brown envelope, ,and deckled to take it to her own room to prepare for mailing. , Before she left the desk, however, she discover ed something which set her heart thumping with mingled. pain and pleasure, In one of'the' side draw- ers, whichshe .had opened to look for a pen, she found a few loose snapshots. One picture, Joyce lingered over., It was Neil sitting beside a sweet-faced elderly woman against a' background of roses. That was undoubtedly his mother. She wondered' if Mrs, Pack-, and were living; -and if so, what she thought of Frills. (Continued Next Week) A HEALTH SERVICE OF THE CANADIAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION. AND LIFE INSURANCE COMPANIES IN CANADA. Growth Is your child happy? The healthy child is a Happy child. He is born with certain possibilities, and, in all fairness to him, you should give him a chance to develop these to the full. It is much more important to con- sider whether your child is growing and developing as he should rather than to compare his growth and de- velopment with the average for oth- er children. Growth means increase in size. The. best growth is that which occurs when all parts of the body grow in their proper relative importance. There is no evidence to indicate that. rapid growth is desirable. When most people speak of nor- mal heights and weights, they refer to an average or standard. Any adult or child may vary considerably from the average and still be normal. As individuals, we vary one from the other, and so it is that it is imposs- ible to establish a normal height or weight in the sense of a fixed stand and which every normal person would maintain. Growth is obviously desirable. It is during the earliest months of life that the most rapid growth occurs. By keeping an accurate record of the child's growth, his gain in weight and height, we have a most valuable in- dex to his general physical condition. It is for this reason that regular weighing of the baby is advised, and the practice should be continued, at longer intervals, throughout child- hood. Regular gain is much more im- portant than the actual weight al. any one time, Failure to gain in weight, or loss of weight, suggests that some- thing is wrong and that the canse shoud be found and corrected. The healthy child is, as we have said, a happy child. The, healthy child gains regularly in weight. So we see that happiness and growth are relat- ed. The happy, healthy child has rosy cheeks and red lips. He is ac- tive, alert and interested, so much so that he is somewhat strenuous and noisy. He does not have to be coax- ed to eat. He sleeps soundly. This is the picture of a healthy child. • Do not think your child is healthy because lie is not sick. If he is not growing properly, if he is quiet and uninterested in play, this does not =mean that he' is "a• good boys"; it most indicates that he is not healthy. Questions concerning Health, .ad dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College Street, Tor- onto, wil be' answered personally by Letter.: "1 believe your friends Jones is taking tip law i': "Yes, his wife has been laying it down for some time." �r�v �r yeZR When you can't sleep,. it's because. your nerves won't let you. Don't waste time "counting sheep." Don't lose half your needed rest in reading, Take two tablets of Aspirin, drink a. glass of water—and go to sleep, This simple remedy is all that's needed to insure a night's rest. It's' all you need to relieve a headache. during; the day—or to dispose of other pains. Get theseAspirin tablets•, aid you will get, immediate relief. Aspirin dissolves immediately— gets to work without delay. This de- sirable speed is not dangerous; ., it does not depress the: heart. Just be• sure you get Aspirin tablets: ASPIRIN Trademark Reg. SLAT'S DIARY Friday—well 1 prit nigh got me a. nice pot:ket Book today I seen. 1 in. the drug store and it was marked down to ninety S- cents and I ast • Mr. Eller wood he charge it to my acct. and he sect. No he woodent. so 1 diddent get no pocket Book yet. Saterday Mrs Fletch won a 1000• ' $ insurance when her husbend went and dyed a few' weeks ago and she was feeling tuff so she went to the dr.' and he sed she needed iron in her bludd and ,she ast the Dr. cuddeht he reckomend sum thing a little bet- ter becuz Iron was so common .and;, she cud afford most enny thing now. Sunday -went to chirch today and suffered a Lots. They was a man setting acrost the ile frum us and he had gravy on his, vest and it made. me very very Hungry and I cuddent hardly wait for the last song, to go home. Munday—well pa went to the clos- et to get out his Fall suit today and he cuddent find the Pants but they was a rnoth walking around so meb- by that Xplanes whut was the mat- ter. Ant Emmy sed it was a offly fat Moth. Teusday—Ant Emmy wont never get use to the way the yang fokes conducks there selfs. she was tawk- ing about her neffews fainly. she sed the girls smokes cigarettes and stays- out taysout al nite to Dances and now they even take a bath evry day. at lease• in hot wether, Wensday—Mrs Gillems neace witch is visiting ber went out canooing this evning and Mrs 'Giliein yelled at her and sed to be very very careful and not Rock the boat and her peace hol- lered back and sed. It will be all rite Anty beeuz Nve will have .a Docter with us. Thirsday—The preecher was at are house today for dinner and wile I and him and pa was waiting for din- ner to get ready the:,preecher sed to po How long didy on no yure wife before you got marryed and pa reply ed and sed. 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