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The Wingham Advance Times, 1934-12-20, Page 14C I C� Ol RTE1�,N 'r•c, t 1 II n.. m m. T�ir, � 1 r :t4 tl MA N2 r. SANQ$T� Q 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. All 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 magizine 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, years 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 . . . hut Ellen, trying to follow the warped. philosophy of her mother to "love lightly" resists the thought of love. Her circle of friends is small, artists and two or three girl models. Ellen attends a ball with. Sandy. While dancing 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 never let him know how desperately:i she loved hire, even' though she were his wife. NOW GO ON WITH T,HE STORY is no business of yours. It concerns us, Ellen and me.", Dick had set Ellen's glass upon a nearby table. It bubbled, all by itself, and where the light struck it, it was golden, "I should say so, too, old roan," he said. "All of the worthwhile things in the world concern only you two, at this moment. iiut, good God, boy I'ni older than you are, and I'm very fond of .Ellen, and when I see you making fools of yourselves , " "You wouldn't consider it being foolish," Tony asked, "this business of kissing a married woman when her husband was right here? When he'd scarcely had the time—"' the boy's voice shook, suddenly, "to kiss her himself . , ." "I'd say it was darn foolish," Dick answered.' "I'd say it was' a complete- ly dreadful lapse. I'm ashamed of myself, Brander, and I must apologize to you and to Ellen. It's only that I'm' so fond` of Ellen—" The girl in the white satin frock who `leaned so nonchalantly against the bar, was interrupting. "Besides," she drawled, "kissing doesn't mean . quite so much to you folk who are Bohemians. .Love isn't such a staple thing with you. With us—people like Tony and me—it's more important. We don't take sex. as a matter of course . Ellen's eyes were filling. It was twenty-four hours since she had met Tony, since she had first met him — t was twenty-four lifetimes. She couldn't speak. Neither could Dick, but a white rage possessed him. But Gay, coming forward with an empty, slim stemmed glass in, her hand, was protesting. "I'd like you to know," said Gay, nd her face was a saucy gamin's ace, "that some of ,us' take sex as it copses, and kisses as they come, In tudios or in front parlors—call 'em rawing rooms, if you like—have it your own way! I've done my kissing arly—and so've you, if I can tell 'any- hing• about it—but Ellen hasn't. El - en's different froth the rest of us. he—her name was Church before she arried your boyfriend— and.the ame suited her! Ellen hasn't gone round kissing. She's kept away from. tat sort of thing. She's the kind that ways leaves the party, and goes ome early . . ." Jane slipped very daintily from. her glass. It might have been molten fire that she sipped. Aped, "Still," she said, "it does• seem strange, doesn't it? I mean another man giving orders to a girl on her wedding day. Kissing her — on her w She raised her hand, holding the glass, toward her lips, but when the' hand reached her lips there wasn't any glass in it. For. Dick very firmly, indeed, had taken it rfom her fingers. "You'll not drink to that. toast, El- len," he said, and he wasn't, now, the same man who had kissed her `a mo- ment before. "In fact, you'll not drink to any toast. In fact, you'll not drink at all, Tony set down his glass so 'careful- ly, alae,;! a table, that it might Have ?cert a bothb. He walked across the a 'morn rather slowly, and as he came tl the crowd fell away from him. The al pian who made the music put his'ac- 'h cordion behind hila—it was a good accordion, and he never risked it! Tony came across the floor he came so slowly that it seemed as if he mirst be tired, and he didn't speak until he was so close to Dick that their' coats were almost touching. "After all," he said, and his chin had an ugly line to it, "taking it by and large, Ellen is married to me, not to you. Whether she drinks, or not, a f s d e t 1 S m n edding day!" "That's the way I feel about it my- self," growled Tony. "Of course, I couldn't have expect - WORLD'S SMALLEST RACING CAR Capable of the remarkable speed of x130 utiles per hour, an astonishing riiidget racing car, reputed to be'the 'Smallest, racing Car ever constructed, has been produced by Jeait Reville Frith the co-operation Victor Mar- tin, director of the famous J. A, P. Co. Apart front the tires and tubes which were obtained specially from Amer- ica, the ear is built of British mater- ials throughout, and is one of a mina, ber that Jean l eville is building for use on the speedways next season, iii.JlSuidhiw,i WING}IAMVI ADVANCE -`DIME: ed that you'd understand," Dick said, Ile turned on his heel, and then swiftly he turned back again, "I wonder if yoe'I1 agree with nrs Brander," he .said, "in tins, at least! Pd like to tell you that I think E1 ten's all in, You know, yourself, that she was crying when you carne to Ivy studio, to call for,her. She was cry- ing because she WAS nervously ex- hausted, That's why 1 didn't want her to do any drinking,—she's never had a drink, you see, in the whole of her life. The poor kid's shot quite to pieces. think, Brander, thatI'd bet- ter take her home—" "I told you, Dick," she said, "a while back, that this wasn't your scrap. I'm saying it again. For heav- en's sake, lay off this' butting in!"' Ellen- was sobbing. Round tears were creeping down her cheeks. "Dick's right," she' was sobbing. "I don't want champagne—and I don't want to stay at this party, either. I want to go away from here! Jane she's; right, too. We're different-' "Thank goodness for that!" said Gay, Tony was staring at'Ellen. She was conscious of the stare, although she wasn't looking at him. "I want to go away from here," she repeated -Wildly, "I want to go home!" "After all, if there's any seeing home to be done, I'll do it! After all, Ellen's, married' to me!" said Tony. They reached her room. It was such a cool, sweet little room. "Bet," Di. k's tone was flat, "but man, she acts as if she scarcely knows you! Tony's face was an ugly bask. "Whether she acts that way or not" he said, "I'm her husband! And—" "No matter how 1 act," said Ellen, "and no matter whether we've been foolish or not—that's beyond the point, Tony's right—he's my husband —He'll take me home," herWith headerect,he walked s av e past Claire, past Gay who had been kind, and: Sandy, and even Jane. She didn't even glance Dick's way as Tony helped her into her coat, and opened the dor that led from the San Souci` to the street. The streets were quiet. It was lat- er than they, either of them, had thought. Tony drove carefully, until he reached the broad glittering avenue that bisected the city. "Where to?" he questioned, then. Ellen's eyes, which were almost in- clined to drop with fatigue, opened very wide. "Why, you know my address," she sa said. "Take me there," sel Tony's voice was cold and hard. "I suppose you're too innocent to realize," he said, "that 'people usually. go to hotels on their wedding' night. This is supposed, you know, to be our honeymoon." "But,"' Ellen's voice was neithe cold nor hard, "but -how can it be - Tony? We—all evening it's been so strange—all day! We can't be mar- ried, just because I'm wearing a ring I can't be your wife just because-" "T thought," said Tony, "that my ring was supposed to be enough, as ong as my worldly goods went with t—that seems to be the concensus of opinion, too. And this evening—be- ginning at the moment I found you n Alven's arms, ending when he kiss- cl you (oh,' hang his feeling that you re a little sister!)—seems to prove hat you were being as honest, about our emotions, as you said you were!" Ellen's jaw was clamping down ard. "As far as Tick goes," she said, "I on't think he acted very. much less ke a brother than your Jake 'acted ke a sister, I don't see that you've of any special license to talk as you ol" Tony's jaw, also was set, "I guess," he said, "that we'd better o to your room, at that. We've got talk' this thing out, yott and I," They reached her room, It was ich a cool, sweet little room that the ars rushed. to Ellen's eyes as she witched on the light, .She'd bought verything in that room, herself — e'd made the curtains and the day- bed cover; she'd painted the'ft a ture, It"was such a print little r ---it was virginal, almost. A man Tony could never understand mluch it stood for. Tony sank down.into a deep el He sighed, again, This time, hove it was an appreciative sigh, "'It's nice," he said, "when you here! Ellen was removing her hat,, the jacket that she wore. She her fingers through her hair. "Do you know," he said at stretching his legs out in front him, "there's been a lot of exciter and drinking and smoking, but haven't had anything to eat since lun- cheon. Maybe we're hungry. Ma that's what's wrong with us. Life was like that. It caught up to the heights of hysteria, It I ered you gently into the calm homely things. "I could make us fried egg sa wiches," said Ellen, "Behind " t screen there is a kitchenette sort arrangement. I often cook my o supper, and always my own bre fast. There's- milk, too!" Tony wiggled his toes, in his shi brown shoes. "That sounds swell," he said, So Ellen retired behind the sere and it wasn't long before the pleas sputter of frying—and the even mo Pleasant odor of melting butter a toasting bread, began to drift 'fr around the screen. Tony sniffed a preciatively. Ellen called back: "I like this a lot' better than t Sans< Salmi." And. Tony answered, "I'll say I do, too!" They ate their sandwiches eagerl and drank their milk, from gay painted five and ten cent store tray There were olives, too, and cookie and preserved peaches, It was like party — a juvenile sort of a part Ellen, as she bit into her sandwic knew that she had been ravenous Maybe that was what was the matt with them — maybe they had 'bee hungry. Many a truce had been d Glared' over a fried egg sandwicl a home had been reunited ove preserved peaches and a dish of littl cakes! rut even so, there were things t be said. - this pleasant interlud couldn't go on forever, As she at her second, cookie, slowly, Ellen wish ed that the argument might start, s that it would. the sooner be over. Ellen precipitated the:crisis. Sh was always saying' things she didn' intend to say. "Can Jane cook?"' she' asked. Tony shrugged. , "I wish," she said, "that we migh ave liked each other, Jane and I. Bu m afraid it isn't possible . . ," "That," said Tony, "is' the way I el about Alven. He's a nice guy nd I don't doubt a good artist—but m afraid he's out. So far as I ar oncerned," "Diel.," Ellen rose and carried her tray away to the kitchenette place, "Dick is so regular, Tony, you must 'understand that. He'd asked me to marry him, yes. But never—never— has he ever kissed'me, before this day—you've got to believe that! And he'll never kiss me again, I'm sure-- unless sure- unless I tell him to. You can count on Dick, Tony. Dick is a gentleman." "And Jane," said Tony curtly, "is a gentlewoman. You can count on her!" Ellen could have killed herself for ying it, but she couldn't help her- f. er•- f "Jane didn't make it very easy for me, tonight," she said. "I didn't think she acted as a gentlewoman, exactly. She gave' me a rotten time." Tony was flushing, but, oddly en- ough, he held. his peace. r "I don't think she behaved very. well,either," he said. "And I don't know whether or not she was in love with ane, Our families were friends— • our. summer places were adjoining. ('tri fond of Jane, too. She rides well and plays -a swell game of golf, and tennis, and she can dance." "I can Glance, too," said Ellen. She offered it babyishly, as an apology because she couldn't ride or play golf or tennis, .. ' Tony agreed. "1'11 say you can dance," .he agreed. All at once he was coming across the little prim room -and then 'lie was on the arin of Ellen's chair, and his arm was around her.. "I'll never forget our first dance together," he said. '"Will you —`Illy darling?,, But even as their lips met ,Ellen found herself wondering whether her father had said that, long ago, to her mother, She fought against the: way in which she was returning Tony'. kisses she fought to keep the thoughts of her father, of her mother, uppermost. ".'ll not let yott get me," she said, a trifle breathlessly, more than a trifle wildly. f Tony's arm grew tighter; he hadn't quite caught the words, Uonl. like flow lair, ver, get and. ran. last, of !lent we "But you'll never ret me," she said. "Not really! Remember that, Tony. There can be fifty girls like J.ane, and they can all love you, and it Won't matter to ane! Remember that, Tony. Fifty girls .'like Jane!" (Continued Next 'Week,) Thursday, Dec, 20th, 1934 CANADIAN GIRL SPRINTER TO WED ybe you ow - of nd- hat d -hat of tarn ak- nv en, ant re nd fro P- he 3', ly s. s, a y' li, er e- h! i' 0 c 0 e t t t h fe a 1' c 1 e a t y la d 1i li g d g to st s ev 413 I have got you!" he said. A HEALTH SERVICE OF. THE CANADIAN MEDICAL "y ASSOCIATION AND 4NSURANCE COMPANIES ,N CANADA :. OPTIMUM Among the many letters receive by the Health Service, one comes from time to time, front a correspond ent who interest is not in disease o iri ordinary helath, but ; in, optimum health. Such a persons does not live. in fears of disease, nor is he ,satisfied with ordinary health, What he seeks is the best, There are undoubtedly many- grades of health. The proof of this is found when an attempt is made to define ill- ness. We would all agree that the person who is confined to be by some physical or mental disability is 111, but we would not agree that all vho are "up and about" or even at work, are are free from illness. It is surprising how many persons, women in particular, drag themselves through years:of life, never ill in bed but never really well. They have come to accept this low standard of physical health as the best they can expect, and they would call themselv- es healthy, meaning thereby that they were not sick in bed. Look .around a class -room of child- ren and there you will find many de- grees of health. Take the child with bright eyes and rosy cheeks, whose body is firm, and whose skin is just moist. No one needs to tell you that such a child enjoys a larger measure of health than does the quiet pale child whose eyes are dull and whose skin is dry. Such differences continue through - life. It is not the difference between health and disease to which we refer, but to the variation in degrees of health, from the lowest to the highest, When we enter this world, we have a certain endowment. What becomes of us depends very largely upon the use we make of our physical and men- tal equipment. We cannot all attain' the same degree of health, but for each of us there is an optimum de- gree which can be; reached if we pay reasonable attention to hygienic liv- ing. Is optimum health worth the effort? If you are satisfied and content with d S, 1' Hilda Strike, brilliant sprinter, a member of the Canadian 1932 Olym- pic team, and of the 1934 Canadian- British games team, whose engage- ment was announced in Montreal. She analamannimon will wed, in the spring, Frederick Brant, all-round 'athlete, and only sort of Mr. and Mrs. G. H. Sisson, Brant -- ford, Ont, • second-best, then it would not seem s�. But if you want to get the most otit of life while giving the most to life, then the effort you make is well repaid. Unfortunately, there is a time limit on this offer. You cannot wait until the endowment is dissipated by carelessness and neglect, and then ex- pect to claim it. You are not asked to make yourself a slave to a diet, or to exercise, or to any one thing. You are told to be reasonable, to use your intelligence which presumably differ- entiates you from the lower animals', to pay ordinary attention to the de- mands of your ).Hind and body, so .that they may have a real chance to de- velop and function harmoniously at the height of their capacity, which is optimum health. Questions concerning Health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College St., Toronto, will -be answered personally by letter. "Is your wife economical, old boy?" "Oh, very. We do without practi- cally everything I need." 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