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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1934-05-17, Page 6PAGE SIX ..p,wmmm9w, ^IAC, THE WINGMAM ADVANCE -TIMES Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840. Risks taken on all class of insta- l/rice at .reasonable rates: Head Office, Guelph, Ont, ABNER COSENS, Agent, Wingham Je W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office --Meyer Block, Wiatgbarn Successor to Dudley Holmes R. S. HETIHERINGTON BARRISTER And SOLICITOR Office; Morton Block. Telephone No. 66. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone Wingham Ontario THE STORY SO FAR Nancy Gordon, loving Page Roem- er, sells herself in marriage to Dr,. Richard Morgan for fifteen thousand {dollars, the amount her brother, Roddy stole to give to a woman. Helena Haddon, sophisticated" married wo- !iiran, in love with Richard, does her best to make trouble for Nancy, al- thsfugh she knows nothing of the sec- ret marriage. Mr. Gordon sells his home to repay Richard. Nancy per- mits Page to continue making love horse!—I—it's all gone for nothing!" to her, but when she finds that 'he she cried. wants her to run away with him she "It hasn't—listen!" he came over recoils from hint in horror. Taking shelter in the hovel of a poor woman whose baby is dying, Nancy realizes that Richard is the best man after all, and sends for him. Although he eav- es the baby's life, he repudiates the `help of his wife. Helena, finding that !they have spent the night together in the miserable hovel, spreads the scan- dal about town, Angie Fuller, Rod- dy's childhood sweetheart and niece of Major Lomax, tries to stop the scan- dal. Just then. Roddy returns home— drunk. His mother believes him crazy and sends for Dr. Morgan, who takes . DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store. DR. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST — X-RAY Office, McDonald Block, Wingham. DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over Bondi's Fruit Store. 11. W. COLBORNE. 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Brown, Wingharn; or direct to Teeswater, Phone 45r2-2, THOMAS E. SMALL LICENSED AUCTIONEER 20 tears' Experience in ,'arm Stock and Implements. Moderate Prices, Phone 331. A. J. Walker FURNITURE and FUNERAL SERVICE Wi* ghatln, Ont. Ambulance Service only made hint worse! "Oh, Roddy!" she gasped, "oh; hod- dy, I wish I were dead!" Roddy stared at her ,his jaw drop- ping, suddenly the selfishness of his own anguish was penetrated. Nancy's forlorn cry went to his heart. "Nancy, I'm a rotter!" he groaned, "I'rn 110 good on earth!" "Neither am Il" Nancy's voice was smothered, "I'In.-I"m just as ball It's niy fault—I—I've made everything- H. verything and seized her by the shoulder, al- most shaking her, "it hasn't gone for nothing—if you mean that confound- ed money? I paid it all in—they nev- er said a word about it: I've thought, sometimes, that old Beaver knew— but he's only watched ate, that's all. And now—well, they don't need to worry about me any more—I quit." "Roddy, we thought you'd try to make good!" He crimsoned with shame. It seem- ed to take the high tragedy out of it. Nancy, watching him, saw how he felt. She got up slowly from her seat Roddy home with him. Nancy goes 'on his bed, and went to hire. "Come to Richard's to see her brother. "Rod, home soon, Roddy," she whispered, she says, "have you been doing it '"please come home—we all love you again—stealing?" . —all of us! Don't hurt us any more!" NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Nancy shut the door softly and went downstairs. Her lips were dry. "Stealing?" "No!" he snapped, then his bands clenched on the edge of the bed and he choked back a sob. "She took that money—the money I stole to save her old father from jail—and bought a trousseau-and—got married — and went to Europe!" He staggered to his feet, shaking his fist at space. "Went to Europe!" he shouted, "her old father was all a blooming lie— she went to Europe with the man she'd been engaged to for two years!" Nancy, sitting alone on the edge of the bed now, gasped with relief. "I'm so glad," she cried, "so glad!" "Roddy, we thought you would try to make good." Roddy stopped in his furious out- burst to glare at her. "Money! She wanted money!" he raved, "a woman who uses a man's love for her—to get money—" he stopped, choking, "there's nothing bad enough for a woman like that!" he cried, "nothing!" "I've got nothing to live for," Rod- dy went on, "the world'srotten—I'm twenty-three and I've drained life to the dregs! I've thrown up my job, sis, I couldn't face it any longer—I'd lied enough for her. I resigned." "Rod, you didn't—you didn't owe anything, did you?" "No! Not a darn' cent -what do I. want with money? The whole world's like a rotten apple, the inside's ready to come out! I- went on a spree, Nance, the biggest spree I ever had in my life. 1 drank up all r had. 1 -" he sank down in a chair opposite and rested his head on his clenched fists Y"I'm a darned loafer. I ought to. be shot. I've disgraced you all, I've stolen. I'm out of work. Why don't you shoot me, Nance" His sister did not answer him; she was choked withher own; misery. It had been no use, no use hi the world; she had not saved Roddy, she had DR. J. R. LOCKH-TART Corner CENTRE and PAT tICX Strada. TELEPHONE, 150, Richard was standing with his back to his own door when she came down. "Thank' you for Roddy," she said with stiff lips, "please send him home." "Nancy," said Richard hoarsely, "you're unhappy, I see it. I won't hold you against your will. You can get a divorce. I—you want it, don't you?" She turned her face away, refusing to look at him. "The sooner the better!" she cried, and ran past him out of the house. * * * The task of telling Mr. Gordon about Roddy fell to Nancy; her mo- ther would not face it. Mr. Gordon's face worked. "Give him another chance, Papa! Poor Rod." Mr. Gordon passed bis other hand over his face, then he let it fall heav- ily' on his daughter's shoulder. "My poor girl! You ruined your life for that—that young scalawag!" She did not trust herself to look up. "Nancy, Virginia," her father said at last, slowly, "I won't have this se- cret kept any longer—you've got to get a divorce. I'll—make that fellow give it to you!" Nancy rose slowly to her feet. "He says I can have it," she told him, moving away from him. "He doesn't want me, that's all," she added with a little gasp. She ran upstairs and shut herself in her own room, Dropping on the edge of the bed, she stared out of the window with unseeing eyes. In her pocket was a letter from Page Roem- er, in it he sued for forgiveness — pleading his love. Nancy tore it in little pieces, just as Page Roemer had torn her love for him in little pieces and trampled it in the mire—when he asked her to run away with him. * :. * Roddy, tramping in the wet meadow grass, had gotten -to the bottom of his misery. "Pretty white to treat a poor devil like me so well!" he mused bit- terly, with that rush of friendship for Richard that comes to a man at the end of his tether. No one had told him that he owed his freedom to Ri- chard. Roddy, in the rush of his friendship and gratitude to Richard, ' did not know how much he owed. He was tramping up and down the river mea- dow in the dusk when he came sud- denly upon old Major Lomax. "Eh, there!" he shouted. Roddy stumbled, He ktiew the voice and it brought a rash of mem- ory. "It's only Rod Gordon, Major," he said in a choked voice. The old than set down his lantern and head out his hand. "Come and shake hands, then, sir" he said sharply, "drat it, I thought 1'd caught my chicken thief!" R -ed hi the face, Roddy came up and shook hands. The old man swung the lantern in his face, "Been drinking?" he asked grimly. "You look fishy, but come in ----Angie hears your voice," Roddy wanted to escape. Then he 4111 'Thursday, May 17th, 1934 >,00ked up and saw the girl in the lighted doorway. Before he knew it, he was holding her soft cool hands in his, "Come in, conte in," said the major testily, "I'm playing chess tonight with Haddon, but you and Angie can. talk if you've`a mind to." The major, banging his lantern on a hook by the door, surveyed iiia,: "Beaver says you've given up,". he re-. marked sharply, ."going to turn into a' foot -pad, young man,'. or a toe -dancer --which?" "Uncle Roberti" gasped Angie,. Noddy swallowed hard. "Pan going to work here," he answered thickly, "I'm looking for a job near home this time—I've done with New York. "New York's done with you," cor- rected the major grimly. "I'll give you a job," he said flatly, "got one in the insurance office now—twenty dollars a week to start—and no fool- ing. Take it, Rod?" RoddY gasped. "I'd—I'd like to think about it, sir." The major laughed shortly. Then he heard their maid -of -all -work ad- mitting a visitor. "There's Haddon! Did you set out the chess table, Angie? All right, then, you take this young firebrand in hand and talk sense to him." He "New York's done with you" correct- meted orrectrected the Major grimly. started down the hall to meet Had- don, but threw a work back over his shoulder, "Better take it, Rod, unless —you want to jockey for Polestar." Roddy said nothing. "Won't you sit down, Rod?" He swung around and found her, sit- ting in her corner, just as she used to sit. "Angie, I'm not fit to lace your boots!" he cried impetuously. She was startled. "I'm so sorry uncle was rude—" she falered, "please don't mind it, Roddy, He—he means to be kind." "No one could be dreadful enough to me," said Roddy flinging himself on a low stool at her feet. She was shocked, but her heart be- gan to beat in her throat. He was always impetuous. He had come back to tell her -he was sorry then!" "I've done awful things" he went on, in a passion of self abnegation, "do you remember—when I was here last? I didn't come to see you." "Yes, I know. I saw you go • by -I thought you'd forgotten." "I had," said. Roddy, "I was asham- ed to remember. I'm a rotter, Angie. I'd been stealing to help a bad wo- man out of trouble." The girl shrank back into her cor- ner, It was a long while before she could speak. "I—can't believe it, Rod- dy, you're—why, you're a Gordon!" Mc turned crimson. She had touch- ed the tenderest spot about him. "I stole fifteen . thousand dollars from th•e trust company, Angie, I ought to be in jail," he went on, pour- ing it all out in a molten stream of passionate regret and repentance, "My sister helped me. Nancy borrow- ed the money and kept me out of jail! As Angie! irl 'I'tn a lout—1 let: her do it." Angie's quick gasp escaped hirn. Be was too much wrapped up in himself to perceive that he had given a key to a mystery, Richard had money— could Nancy have gone to him? "I—I'm so glad you didn't go—to jail! she gasped, and then; "Roel„ you ought to have gone, We ought to pay for what we do -ourselves," He caught her hand, and held it fev- erishly; he had forgotten his hatred of the sex. "You don't despise me—for it?" he asked huskily, She shook her head, Then ,sudden- ly, without warning, she burst into tears, Her tears melted Roddy, he felt a rush of pitw as great as her pity far him. "Oh, Roddy!" sighed the girl tttelt- itigly, and before she knew it her soft fingers touched his brownhair with shy fondness. "Oh, Rod, there was a wOMan, you said --,P "I bate iter!" he •vowed,"1 via a fool, Angie, She fooled ,tae, She WAR CLOUDS THREATEN ARABIA Ibu Sand. (1), fierce Arab chief, by his continued advances in spite of Bri- tish warnings, has caused grave fears that another border war may break out in southwestern Arabia between Great Britain and the Wahhabi tribe. The map shows the threatened zone, With British Aden the apparent goal of Saud's advance into the kingdom of Yemen, begged for help for her old father— oh, a touching story—and she said she'd return it, I—I thought I could myself. Then I found out she was married," he blazed. Angie dried her tears angrily. "She ought to have gone to jail!" "That's what Nance thinks," he ad- mitted ali the sheepishly, then ab- ruptly, he kissed Angie's hand. "Roddy, you're going to work here? You'll—" she hesitated—"you take Uncle Robert's offer?" He rose slowly and began to walk up and down, with the same pictur- esque melancholy. "I think I -I'll ask Richard, you see Richard took ine in —drunk—and took care of me," Rod- dy'svoice choked, preety white, was- n't it? I'm grateful to Richard." "Grateful?" Anglie sprang up, her face crimson, "you've no reason to be grateful to Richard Morgan!" she cried impetuously, "no reason in the worl" Roddd!y caught the change in her tone, and he saw the anger in her face. He stood still, with a shock of SPECIAL FARES surprise. "What do you mean, Angie?" "Don't be grateful to that man!" she answered. furiously, "that's all—I can't tell you why, but—let him alone, Rod!" "Richard Morgan? Why? I don't understand—tell me ,Angie." She drew back at that, she saw the look on his face and suddenly remem- bered. If she told Nancy's brother the story that was going the rounds, the story that linked Nancy's name with Morgan's, Roddy, would go to Richard and demand satisfaction. He would have to go—and it would mean death! The girl began to tremble; she had been a fool, what could she say? • (Continued Next Week) "So Maud is entering the matri- monial market—and with a young av- iator?" "Yes, she . taking a flyer, so to speak." 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