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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1934-03-01, Page 6PT - SIX "t3 llington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840. If i ails taken on all class of insirr- rnue at reasonable rates, Head Office, Guelph, Ont. 13eliEt COSENS, Agent, Wingharn 1 W. BUSHFIEI D barrister, Solicitor, Notary,Etc, Money to Loan Office --Meyer Block Wkighain Successor to Dudley Holmes R. S. HETI-IERINGTON BARRISTER And SOLICITOR. Offices Morton Block. Telephone No. 66. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone Wiingbans Ontario DR. G. IFI. ROSS DENTIST Office- Over Isard's Store. DR. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST — X-RAY Office, McDonald Block, Wingham. DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office aver Bondi's Fruit Store. m . W. C® LBORNE. M.D. Physician and Surgeon Stfedical Representative D. S. C. R. Successor -to "Dr. W. R. Ramble- Pbon 54 Wingham 11 �I� ,v4aui VIE TING 'XAM ADVANCE11MES Thurday, Much last, 193 SYNOPSIS To get fifteen thousand dollars to save the fancily honor, Nancy Gordon promises to marry the well-to-do Dr. Richard Morgan. Her beloved broth- er,' Roddy, has come home from New York to confess that the has taken that amount from the bank where he works—because a woman needed it— and that he will be jailed if he is found ont before he returns it. So Nancy, in love with the penniless Page Roemer, decides to borrow the money from Morgan, and pledges her- self to marry him in return. He ag- rees to the bargain, feeling sure he can make her love him. While they are talking at his house, Roemer com- es to see him. "Qh, Richard, don't let 'bine come' in here," begs Nancy when she hears his name. And as Richard looks at her the pitiful little secret of her love for Page is reveal- ed to him. Nancy Gordon trades herself in marriage for fifteen thousand dollars -the price of her family honor—and the freedom of her brother, Roddy, veno stole, for a woman, that amount from thebank in which he works. '_Nancy desperatelyin love with young Page Roemer, nevertheless agrees to a secret elopement with Dr. Richard Morgan, and with the money he loans her prevents Roddy's arrest. Dr. 'Ater - gun is loved by Helena Haddon, a soplri-ticate:d young married w. man,. T. CREDMOND. but he' adores Nancy and hope.: ;? t ROBwin her after marriage. In 1\ ashin - 21-R,C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Lond.) ton they at -e merricd. Nancy is Rich- ard's bride—and afraid of hint. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated. Office adjoining residence next to Anglican Church on Centre Street. Sunday by appointment. ,. Osteopathy. Electricity Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. Sr F. E.DUVAL CHIROPRACTORS CHIROPRACTIC and ELECTRO THERAPY Worth Street -- Wingham Telephone 300. J. ALVIN FOX Licensed Drugless Practitioner CHIROIPRACTIC - DRUGLESS: THERAPY - RADIONIC EQUIPMENT Hours by Appointment. Phone 191. Wingham, THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD :, thorough knowledge of Farm Stock Phone 231, Wingham. Ft Will Pay You to Have An EXPERT AUCTIONEER to conduct ` your sale. See T. R. BENNETT At The Royal Service Station. Phone • 174W. R. C. ARMSTRONG LIVE STOCK And GENERAL AUCTIONEER Ability with special training en- 'What kind of .able me to give you satisfaction. Ar- roared Mr. Gordon .:augments made with W. J. frown, do?" Wingham; or direct to Teeswater. Phone 45r2-2. . Then he saw, lying on the table, one of Nancy's gloves. It lay there, hold- ing the perfect forst. of Nancy's hand —like a thing alive. He blushed up to his hair, his eyes fixed on it. "Sit down," he said formally, draw- ing forward a chair that was not Nan- cy's. "You spoke of Kingdon? What's wrong with him." Helen laughed bitterly, refusing the chair, her green eyes on him. King's reading Voltaire now—I wish the had some real work to do beside sitting in;the back room at the bank on great occasions. It's awful, to be rich and idle and hang around all .day reading French. My father and my brothers all worked; I'm not used to idle men, Richard. I'll quarrel with him dread- fully if he doesn't go off for golf. I want you to send him," Richard moved over to, the mantel and rested his elbow on it, shading his face. "I can't urge any more of it, THOMAS E. SMALL :LICENSED A'CU'CTIONEER'. 20 Years' Experience in Farm Stock and Implements. Moderate Prices, Phone 331. a girl are you?" — "What did you Helena. King's not .strong ut ough this spring. " Besides, he's just gone for the tournament in. Weslrington, hasn't he? Me told me so. You beth ought to go to Europe." She 'started at hire, startled, '!'hen a slow, hot blush went up over the long oval of her face, "I didn't know he was ill,'" she said slowly, watching Richard,,. "He's not ill-ehe's got a,,weak heart ---that's all -e 'ne taking care of hint." "Keeping him alive?."' she looked away. This was not what she had come to says her heart was stormy now. She put her hand suddenly on the, glove. "That's Nancy 'Gordon's", She said defiantly. "You're in love with that girl,,,,,Richard!" He turned toward her, meeting her glance coldly. wwipn,•, "Do you want n,e to prescribe for. yon .or King to -day Helena?" he ask- ed shortly. She stood quite still, het eyes fired on his. For a moment, thewvery forces of life 'seemed• suspended, her green eyes were as glass; she barely breath- ed. He had never seen her like this before! Then suddenly she began to laugh wildly, hysterically, ' choking back her tears. • "Oh. ,hour funny! Your blushing, Richard," she gasped. "I: didn't mean anything.' Prescribe for us, both, do! Pin an awfully good patient, you know it!" He smiled grimly. "No, you're not but here's a' prescription — it's .for. nerves,' Helena," he added coolly; holding it out. She caught her breath, his 'anger seemed to- burn its way through to her consciousness, but in a moment she controlled herself. "I'm sorry I -offended you, Rich- ard," she said, with amazing gentle- ness. He nodded. "You haven't." , .She' gave him an odd look, her hand on the door. ,"Oh, yes, I have —I didn't think of you—I was sure that Nancy Gordon was engaged to Page Roemer. She is, isn't she?" Richard held the door open for her gravely. "I suggest that you ask her, was all he said. Helena laughed, 'but she said no n.ore. She stood a moment; looking back at him. An unhappy woman, un happily in love with him, and he knew it. Mrs. Gordon was sitting in the old wicker rocking chair; by the library window, her hands lying idle in iter lap. She could not 'read, she could not even knit; she had cried over Roddy until, her eyelids were puffed and her eyes closed. He was safe, she knew it, but—now that she knew he .,vas safe—she began to feel the disgrace that his mere escape from jail could not wipe out. Her boy had stolen money! The escape from punishment did not sponge out the sin. She had borne him and she had reared him and he was a thief. His father called. hive that and she Bring- ed from it as if she' had been struck a blow. She wanted to cry, to• thio* herself into someone's arms and cry like a girl, but Mr. Gordon was not receptive. He was there. He had come in from the 'bank -and was sit- ting grimly upright in his chair, l ead- ing the paper. a They had been sitting thus half an hour when she heard the fainiliar sound of the gate and 'started up. "Papa, it's Nancy!'" He laid his paper on his knee. 'The broad 'afternoon light 'fell full en his {worn face and his .wife was shocked. They heard the doer open,, a light step, and Nancy came into the room. She was very pale but her. blue eyes shone. Shecatne slowly toward them and i tood still. "I don't Want `yott to worry , any More," she said abruptly. "I borrow- ed that money from Richard Morgan. Roddy and 1 will pay him back..I—I Married hint yesterday. •Her mother dropped back into het- rocker,' errocker,' speechless, ,but her father rose. His face turned gray. "What did you, say?" he demanded. - "I said I married Richard Morgan 'yesterday, in Washington, because— 'because he gave me the money to save Roddy," "Where's Roddy?" Mr. Gordon's voice shook, "where is he now? He had no business to take that money ifiom you!" l No one answered him and he broke leose.in terrible denunciation. All the pent-up misery found vent. He made. nc, bones about it, He spdke the truth; as he saw it, spoke it brutally with- out seeing its effect, • l.'lre storm of his wrath swept over Nancy's bowed dead like a hurricane. She clunee to a little table in the:cen-- ter of the room, - "What kind of a girl are yoit' roared Mr. Gordon, "what did you do? 'Go down there and tell him yc,4fd marry hinn for fifteen thousand dollars?" "yesw, Nancy fixed her blue eyes on her father.. He was so amazed that his month 'hung open. His shot had been a random one; that he had hit the bull's eye nearly prostrated him with horror and dismay. "Good Lord!" he said below hit breath, Then he rallied` himself, "I'll wire Roddy, I'll make hitt confees and bring that money back—it isn't his to ,pay in. I'll—I'll -'-" he sputtered bre ;thiesaly. "You can't," said Nancy, 'he's put it back; he's not goingto confess and go to prison notv!" "Ile shall -I say he shaill" Mr. Gordon slammed an'old chair back with each violence that he broke, a leg off; it toppled over helplessly and fell into the corner with a crash, "I'cl a darned sight rather that he stayed in jail for life than to' have him' take that money! Can't you see that your daughter's sold herself?",he appealed to his wife. There was a terrible vehemence in his ,tone. "Where's that .Man?" he swung around on Nancy, "where's Morgan?" came home With the—he's in bis office now. We -we haven't told any one—he wanted to come here with me, but I-„ "I• should. think' l"e'd better come here like a man. T want to ask hint if he thinks he's living in his grand- father's time. I reckon old Morgan bought his slaves about the same way 'only cheaper!" "Papal" his wife almost, shrieked now, "Papa, you ought. to be asham- ed of yourself!" • I ain, I ant ashamed to have such children! I've got a pair of them He want to see you—now—right :awayr eel face and standing jiair terrifying !ter, `'Heart? 13roken her heart '---• iiike to threah her!" be bellowed. "You'll have a stroke, William; You'll have a stroke -, if you' don't stop.!" "Stroke be hanged!" Ire said, and rushed to the telephone. He had just thought of it. He called up Richard. "Yes I want to see you---now---right away! . All right, I'll wait!" He hang up the a'ee ceiver and began to stride up and down again, Mrs, Gordon, knew the girl anust be wretched and her heart went t ut to her. But there was a'thi'ill of sec- ret relief, Roddy was saved. His : fa- ther- couldn't make ham returnthe money now. Should she go upstairs and try to make it up toNancy? She half rose and Mr: Gordon smashed a little glass paper -weight : that had fallen in his way. "He's going crazy," site thought feebly;' then she remembered Richard. Morgan.. He was coming soon --and there would be an explosion worse than the one that had greeted Nancy. What would happen? 'Would there be an awful scene? She did not know what to make of this, but she had seen Nancy's face. She summoned all her courage. ") don't think' it's right to treat the, child so!" Mrs. Gordon wiped the tears from her eyes. "She's done it all to save Roddy." "You think of nothing but Roddy! Ism-- his voice broke suddenly "I'm thinning of tray girl!" "I'm thinking of Nancy too. What use is it to make a scandal of her marriage? She married Morgan - L can't think she'd do it if she didn't_ care for him—it's—it's against nature." "Fiddlesticks! What's nature got to db with it? She married that -- that fellow to get the money quick for Roddy." He brought his fist down 'again en the table -"I'd like to thrash. the minister who married them! What business has any man got to marry people in that way? He ought to have had then both locked up,iri the pot ice -station! "1AIilliam Gordon, I've heard you. say yourself that you wished Nancy'd. stop flirting with Page Roemer and marry a ' decent man like Richa"cl Morgan(C!" ontinued Next Week.) called up Richard. "Yes, -- X the boy steals and the girl sells her- self to the first rich man who'll -- who'll pay for her!,, "Hush!" Mrs. Gordon cried, "hush, Papa!„ A Nancy, who had never stirred from the table, did not lift her eyes now, ,but her white lips moved. "Let him alone, Mama; it's true! Only a Minister married us in church. It -it wasn't an auction, Papa," Her father snorted with fury. "True! I reckon it is! There's one thing I'd like to say to you, though," he added with sudden and terrible courtesy, "if you'll permit me, Nan- : cy?; She choked back a 'sob. "It's this—" he took a. step nearer, striking his fist on the table—"you've sold yourself darned cheap!" She gazed at him, speechleiss.,' "You're young, you're strong, you're good-looking, you ought to have made a better bargain, Nancy. I've heard racy father say that a pret- ty slave girl always brought a 'big bids. You're too cheap!" "Papa!" Mrs, Gordon rose fromaher chair, fairly tottering on her feet, but snatching at her husband s coat-tails. "Don't you see that—that you're kill- ing the child?" He swung free of her with 'anang- ry swish of his garments, a mild-man- nered man beside himself. "She can stand it. She's got an all -fired lot of brass to go and tell a man she'd marry him for fifteen thousand dollars cash!" "Oh, Nancy dear, he doesn't mean • it!" Mrs, Gordon cried timidly. Nancy did not hear her. When her father's furious• fist struck the table Abe let go her hold on it and drew back, staring at hint, fascinated. Then she turned slowly and 'started, toward the door. "Nancy!" her mother's voice !luav- et cd, The ,girl did not answer her; :elle turned and looked hack at 'mer father. h ire ' -flay keep it secret^the marri- agc-.'-Diehard lea et it t'.7 me." "Secret?" 14Ir. (Pardon roared, "se- cret? What's this? Is he <tshtuned r•f it already?" %Fancy gasped. "No," she said with white lips, "he isn't—but I am!" As she spoke she went slowly out into the hall and they heard ncer go- ing slowly 'upstairs. Mrs. Gordon. sank down again into her rocker, ler husband marchedturnultnously about the roots. A fancy, lace, bordered sofa -cushion caught ori his sleeve bet - ton and he sent it flying. "Oh, Papa, you've broken Nancy's 0 heari !" 11e swung; around oti her, his flush- "yes!, lush q 0 0 1:1 0 0 0 MAE WEST DEFIES CRIMINALS The threats • of the underworld that have cowed so many citizens of the western states into submissive silence, have no: terrors for Mae West, who some time ago was held'"up and' rob- bed of a considerable sutra in cash and • j'ewelry.--l-fae, despite threats' that her blonde beauty will be spoiled ,cilia acid if she continues to co -opera with the police, will give :the police: one hundred per cent. co-ope.ratiosa. 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