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The Wingham Advance Times, 1931-06-11, Page 6Wingham Advance -Times, W. Logan Craig - Publisher Published at WINGHAMC ONTARIO Every Thursday Morning 'Subscription rates — (inc year $2,00. Six months $1,00, in advance. To U. S. A. $2.50 per year. Advertising rates on application. Wellington Mutual Fire e Co. Insurance Established 1840 Risks taken on all class of insur- ance at reasonable rates, Head Office, Guelph, Ont, 4- 'R cstssENs, "`•► utrioai.mo4 J. W. DODD Two doors south of Field's Butcher shop. ACCIDENT AND �a'TRE, LIFE, HEALTH INSURANCE AND REAL ESTATE P. 0. Box 366 Phone 46 Vi6iINGHAM; ONTARIO J. W. BUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office—Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes J. 1-1. CRAWFORD Barrister,Solicitor, Notary, Etc.'' Successor to R. Vanstone Wingham Ontario J. A. MORTON BARRISTER. ETC. Wingham, Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store H. W. COLBORNE, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. R. 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THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A. thorough knowledge of Farm Stock 'Phone 231, Wingham RICHARD B. JACKSON AUCTIONEER Phone 613x6, Wroxeter•, or address dt. R. 1, Gorrie, Sales conducted any- where, and, satisfaction guaranteed, DRS. A. J. & A. W. IRWI1' DENTISTS office MacDonald Black Wingham, A. 1 WALKER FURNITURE AND FUNERAL SERVICE A. 3. Walhar Licensed Funeral. Director and Embalmer,' Office Phone 106, Res Phone 224, ''Limousine Funeral Caaeh, TH WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES Thursday, June lith, X'3 Maggie Johnson, whose father is a letter -carrier, her inother a lazy wo- man who .has "seen better days," and her sister a bootlegger's sweetheart said,—"You keep your mouth closed, 'Lizabeth, till I give you leave to speak!" Pop interpolated fiercely— "and you can get yourself some clo- who works in a beauty parlor, is a thes first place you stop. Hurry up stock girl in the "Mack" Stores, the there, :Ma—the taxi's li'ble to get Five -and -Ten of San Francisco. A boy whom she knows only as "Joe Grant," but who is really Joseph Grant McKenzie Merrill, son of the owner of the "Mack," is learning the business, by starting at the bottom. He doesn't like the job until he meets Maggie. And neither of them realizes that they are falling in love with each other, at first, Joe is impressed, by Maggie's intelligence and goodheart- edness, and gives her advice on the subject nearest her heart, how to live the ideal life. She makes a sugges- tion for a better way of selling cer- tain lines. He tells his father, as if it were his own idea, greatly pleasing the old man. He finds that the girls he used to ' know don't interest hint as much as Maggie does, and when Maggie discloses her love in a burst of jealousy, he realizes that he loves her, too. Joe is afraid that if Maggie finds out who he really is she will not have anything more to do with him. So he pretends that it is some other fel- low's car when he takes her home in his big yellow roadster. And on the way they talk, at last, about marriage. Joe that night reveals to his father for the first time that he has been working in the store under an as- sumed name, and tells him about Maggie. Joe's another has him invite Maggie to .a fine dinner party at a fashion- able restaurant. There Maggie gets her first intimation that he is some- thing besides a boy in the store. She thinks she has been deliberate- ly tricked. She starts to leave in mortification when she sees her poor- ly dressed father and dowdy mother coming toward the dinner party. They explain that Maggie's sister, Liz, •is at night court with her friend, who has been arrested for speeding. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY They could hear the rending, grind- ing sound of Maggie sobbing bitterly, deeply, as a child sobs and as if her heart would break. The three exchanged glances, and presently 'Lizabeth said slowly: "It seems like we have the worst luck of any fam'ly in this city." Her mother took the theme up here any minute." "Len—it seems like I'rn going to faint saidMrs. Johnson,pausing g pathetically in the act of rushing Maggie's black silk dress and her newclothes into a suitcase and add- ing 'Lizabeth's best nightgown and the Chinese wrapper she herself had won at a fair. "Well, you faint, then, but let me get Maggie off first!" Len said brisk- ly and heartlessly. "Len, don't yell that way!" Ma, said weeping as she put on her black -veil- ed hat, "And we ain't going to miss you, Maggie, and we ain't going to slump," Len interrupted the frightened chor- us to say loudly. "Now, you come onoast—put your gloves on in the taxi -we ain't got but fourteen min- utes." Laughing, crying, but always cling- ing tightly to this newly found and. amazing parent, Mary Margaret had only time to leave a hysterical good- bye with the dog, and the cat, and the beloved, despised, shabby kitchen, with its cooling coffee and congeal- ing sausages and limp dish towels and greasy sink. Then they were all four jammed into a taxi, and racketing through the Saturday morning streets, past the church, and the market, down the schoolhouse way—among the ware- houses— Their talk was incoherent—incon- sequential—monosyllabic. "Can he make it?" "He says he doesn't know. De- pends on the traffic on River Street." "This ain't exactly an ideel wed- din', dearie." "Ah, don't, Pop. You'll make me cry!" "Driver, we goin' to make it?" "How much time have we?—Lean forward there, Pop, and see can you see the clock at Rubenstein's?" And then, down outside the big free-market, suddenly the agony of a halt. An officer's imperative whistle and a blue -coated figure approaching, But Ma, even though speechless, was not entirely without resources. She dismounted from the taxi, met the policeman, and as an interested little crowd gathered, and before that readily. officer could speak, fainted from 1 apart, Lillian," he said to his wife, l "That's all right, Pop, We did our best!" "Maybe they didn't sail on the min- ute," said the new driver encourag- ingly. "I've seen 'erri twenty minutes late!" "Oh, go on,• then—go on!" the girl' said feverishly. this, than n' nofast I can't go ladyl" said the driver, hurt. "There ain't many of these cars can jump over or under trucks, you know. You'd do better to take your little suitcase and run, for it." "Do that, Maggie!" said the newly authoritative and decisive man who was her father. "I'll stay with him, dear. Look out where you go -ah, God bless you, my darling!" "God bless 'you—and thank you, Pop dearest!" she whispered. Then Maggie was running—run- ning like mad toward the big arched entrance that said, "Pier Seventeen." A baggage boy had caught her bag and coat, and was running along be- side her. "The Davenport Line, miss?" "No—the Allegria!" "Oh—" And his feet stopped, and hers, too, and .they stared blankly at each other. "She's sailed, miss; she went out on time, this morning," the boy said. "That's her—out there in the bay." As in a dream, Maggie stood still, on the rought, thick, splintery boards of the dock, and looked through the great arched opening, and saw the vessel, balanced like a beautiful great swan, not moving now, but far out on the blue water. "The pilot's going to drop her any minute, now, miss. Ain't that a shame!" said the baggage boy sym- pathetically. The girl .did not stir. Her eyes were fixed on the Allegria, her hands clasped. Somebody :touched her arni, and she looked up and saw it was Joe's father. With him was Joe's mother; she had been crying, and his father's face looked grave, and his lashes were wet, too. But Maggie did not cry. She gulped, and her wan little face twist- ed into a smile as she said simply: "I was going with him. I' couldn't —I couldn't bear it. But it seems— he's gone." "You were going with him!" his father said, sharply. "Here! Where are the launches, boy? — Mayne's launches— they're somewhere around here! This girl and boy aren't going to be any use Pop, up to this point, had been silent, as Pop generally was. Now, 'suddenly, he rose to his feet and dashed to the ground the striped tea cloth he had been using as a nap- kin. "Maggie!" he shouted. Immediately she was in the kitch- en. 11 sheer emotion, heavily, into his arms, smiling, yet blinking tears from his "She's all right—go on," Pop said eyes. "Let 'em both go off to Japan in an undertone. and console each other!" Maggie sat back on the seat, hold- He was hurrying them along the ing Liz's hand, beginning to breathe dock, and Maggie found her hands. again. filled with big green bills from Joe's "Pop, can we make it?" father, and found herself kissing him, "We could, dearie, if nothing else and liking the firm, fatherly embrace, happens," Pop was beginning doubt- and -much more amazing!—receiving a perfumed, powdery, half -crying kiss from Joe's magnificent mother, too. She was helped into a dancing lit- tle launch, the dirty surface of the water was bubbling close beside her. They were cleaving a straight track toward the big liner, and Maggie; leaning over the bow of the launch, was straining toward it, was clapping her two hands ,over her head to at- tract its attention, to hold it one min- ute—one-half minute more! The pilot's tug was alongside, ready to cast off from the sheet great side ofthe steamer; a rope lad- der dangled from the high steerage deck of the one, to cul loosely among the hatches and 'niarlinspikes of the R f1 other. And everyone who could find a place at the long rails, first cabin, tourist cabin, steerage alike, saw a launch racing out from the city, and a small girl standing bare eaded-- in the launch, an aureole of gold blowing about her head, and her hands clasped high above it, like the hands of a small martyr at the stake. And suddenly, in their own ranks, on the steamer's decks, there was a corresponding coinmotion, and a tall, lean boy, with a desperate and ' an- xious look upon his face, broke thru thein, ran down a companionway, and another co npanionway, to the break in the railing where the pilot's ladder hung, and shouted: "Wait a minute, down ' there! I've got to go back! Don't take that lad- der down—wait a minute!" Then—so ciuiekty that even during the whole long voyage, with the bliss fel young bride and groom affording a reminder before their very eyes, sonic of the passengers couldn't re- member in exactly what ored it all occurred—then the flying launch had reached the pilot's tug, and the boy "Maggie, we've had enough of this" said Leonard Johnson, in a loud au- thoritative voice. "I can't stand no more of it, and I ain't a-goin' to! You take that towel there, and wash your eyes and fix your hair: And, Liz, you pack your sister some col- thes! She's got seventeen Minutes— if that clock's ` right—to catch the steamer, and she's goin' to catch it! She's goin' to get married on board to -day, or maybe in San Francisco or Los Angeles to -morrow or next day -you help her out there, Ma. Quick, now -while 1 'phone for a taxi !" "Len, are you crazy?" Ma began royally. But Pop, crazy or not, was at least unafraid. "You quit talking,. Minnie," he said y', get "and ..e 1 t up and stir your- self." Pop; said tenderly, solicitously, to Maggie, guiding her to the sink, switching on the cold water, the furi- ous glare in his eyes as he looked at the other wonreti in .Curious contrast to the gentleness of his voice when he addressed her, "In this envelope is my ' half -month's tray,- dearie," he fully, when another whistle, this time a soothing long breathe, as of relief, interrupted him, and the driver, mut- teringsomethingunintelligible, that sounded like a: prayer, turned in to a curb, stopped the car, and uttered aloud the single disgusted word, "Flat. 'Lizabeth Johnson had 'sprang froin the machine, hailed another taxi, pushed her father and sister in- to it, and shouted feverishly; "To the Allegria. Dock 'Seventeen. Quick, now! I'll stay here and pay this man, Pop," she said, hurrying them on, "Goodbye, Maggie darling, forgive me if . I've been mean to you, and have a good tittle, and don't worry," "Tien Maggie and her father were rushing on again; they had reached the Pers at last, Pier Eleven, Pier Thirteen—still so far to go! And they could see the big clock saying that the hour had Corne and gone. It was three minutes past eleven, Maggie turned deadly white, but she managed an agonized senile of reassttrance for her father, had descended the rope ladder, and the girl had sprung front the launch to the tug,andthere was a double scream of "Maggie i" and "Joel" and the two young things were in each other's arms, and crying—not but what, everyone else was crying, too. They stood there on the rocking tug for whole minutes—minutes— minutes, and the world: looked on, and laughed, and wiped its eyes, and they neither knew nor cared, And it was onlywhen the great Allegria actually blew her whistle and the lit- tle tug blews hers that Joe put his arm about Mary Margaret Johnson and said, dazedly andhappily, with- out moving his hungry eyes from her exquisite and radiant face: "`Come on, darling, we've `got a lot do—we'vefstarte Japan, got toto as Jp , and get married, and have lunch, and talk and everything!" And then they negotiated •the rope - and -plank ladder, and the passengers made an aisle across the deck for them, "We're going to have a wedding some time this afternoon," Joe said excitedly, and proudly and youthfully to the lingering groups that simply couldn't disperse in the face of this fascinating drama and comedy in one ed him to remain with them," Say- ing, Abide with us; for it is toward evening, and the day is now far spent. This was "an instinctive yearning," And he went in tb abide with them. Any sincere asking for the presence of Christ obtains it completely and at once. And it came to pass, when he had sat, down with them to meat, It was the: simple evening meal of peasants. He took the bread and blessed; and breaking it he gave to them. The stranger, as if he were the host, took one of the loaves, and pronouncing the customary beeediction, broke it into two or three pieces, and gave one to each of them." And their eyes were opened, and: they knew him. Evidently the three days in the grave, with the terrible experience of the crucifixion, had so changed the body in which the Lord moved that it was not recognized by his friends until perception was quickened by the familiar tones of his voice. And he vanished out of their sight. He had accomplished what he mani- fested himself to accomplish, had comforted two disciples and filled them with the joy and inspiration of And you're all invited!" his continued spiritual presence. His "Oh, thank you—thank you—thank bodily presence was no longer need - you!" Maggie whispered. • ed. And Joe showed her boats and And they said one to another, Was ropes and writing rooms and dining not our heart burning 'within us, rooms and a Japanese. baby in the while he "spoke to us in the way: The steerage and his own big cabin— only statesmen who ever move a their cabin, with its bath. country are the statesmen who can "You'll hear the bugle for lunch, set the people's heart a-burning— soon," he exulted, as the cool sweet and that is true ' of the Saviour and! ocean airs began to blow over the the world. While he opened to us ship, and she careened slightly, and the Scriptures? Only the Lord of the colour was whipped into Mag- the Bible can disclose to us the treas- gie's face, and the grills and the city ares of His Book, and he will do this Mag - dropped farther behind—and farther for any one , behind—and farther behind. "you ly asks him. who humbly and sincere - don't mind that rocking? You're a And they rose up that very hour. wonder! You're going to love, it. It was late in the day, but their joy - "I shouldn't wonder if it's the ideal fel news' could not keep. And re - life, Joe," said Mary Margaret, turned to Jerusalem. Making at (The End.) least thirteen miles that they had walked that day. And found the el- even gathered together. The twelve were eleven, since the suicide of Jud- as. And them that were with them. Women disciples ,and some or all the one hundred and twenty mentioned in Acts 1:15. Saying, The Lord is risen indeed, and hath appeared to, Simon. In view of Peter's denials of Christ at the trial, it was suitable that the ap- ostle should adopt a humble and re- tiring , etiring, position for a time. And they rehearsed the things that happened in the way. The blessed conversation, and especially the un- folding of the Old Testament pro- phecies. And how he was known of them in the breaking of bread. Thus all truth is spread by personal ex- perience. ' THE ASCENSION. And as they spake these things. The eager recital of the two from Emmaus would put the disciples' hearts in the very mood for receiving the risen Lord. He himself stood in the midst of them. For fear of Christ's Jewish _enemies, the doors were shut (John 20:19), and it is plainly implied that our Lord entered through the closed doors and ap- peared suddenly among the disciples. And saith 'unto them, Peace be unto you. This was the ordinary greeting but never more appropriate, But they were terrified and af- frighted, and supposed that they be- held'a spirit. Peter and the two from Emmaus, and Mary Magdalene and the other woman, had seen the risen Jesus already, but under circumstanc- es tending to quiet their fears; this appearance was manifestly supernat- ural, and startled the company ex- ceedingly, And he said unto them, Why are ye troubled? and wherefore do ques- tionings arise in, your heart? Why should the presence of their Friend and Saviour disturb them, even if His spirit might not be clothed upon with flesh? It is well always to ask our- selves the reason for our fears and troubles, See my hands and my feet, that it is I myself. Our Lord may have. pointed to the prints of the nails in his feet and hands, Handle me, arid see; for a spirit hath not flesh and bones, as ye behold me having.' The sodden vanishing of Jesus 'from the room in Emmaus, as his sudden ap- pearance in the upper room in Jeru- salem, would indicate that, though. our Lord was not in the complete spiritual body, he was also not in the complete' material body of his forth er tenanting. And whenhe had said this, he showed them his hands and his •feet, And, as his return from the dead still seemed to the disciples .too joyful to too e credit be true, amazing g to b ed, he completed the demonstration of reality by the homely act of eating before thein a piece of broiled fish. And he led them out, Perhaps from the tipper room, where he had met them and conversed with them.' Until they wereover against Beth- any. On the ridge of the Mount of Olives above the beloved village TBESUNDAYSCHOOL LESSON I LESSON XXIV—June 14 The Resurrection and the Ascension. —Luke 24. Goldent Text.—It is Christ Jesus that died, yea, rather, that was raised froin the dead, who is at the right hand of God, who also maketh inter- cession for us.—Rom. 8:34. THE LESSON IN ITS SETTING. Time.— The resurrection; Sunday, April 9, A.D. 30. Theappearance to all apostles, including Thomas, Sun- day, April 16. The ascension, Thurs- day, May 18th. Place.— Jerusalem, Emmaus, Gali- lee, the Mount of Olives near Beth- any. THE TWO FROM EMMAUS. And he said unto them, 0 foolish men. The Greek adjective is far from being the contemptuous expres- sion which Christ forbade hi the Ser- mon on the Mount. And slow of. heart to believe in all that the pro- phets have spoken! The disciples did believe some of these prophecies, those predicting the Messiah's pow- er and the glory of His kingdom; but they failed to grasp the equally clear prophecies of Christ's humilia- tion and His terrible death. There- fore the crucifixion found them total- ly unprepared. Behooved it not the Christ to suf- fer these things. Was not Christ's crucifixion a necessity, in order that God's plan of salvation might be car- ried out? And to enter intohis glory? The glorious triumph of His kingdom, which He anticipated even before the cross, at the last supper, John 17:24. And beginning from Moses. From the. Pentateuch, the first five Books of the Old Testament, written by Moses and containing numerous Mes- sianic prophecies such as Gen. 3:15; 22:18; Ex, 12; Lev, 16:1-34; Num. 20:11; 21:9; 24:17; Deut. 18:15. And from all the prophets. The remain- ing `.Books of the Old Testament, nearly all of which,00ntain prophec- ies of Christ, such as Isa. 9:6; 7; 40: 10, 11; 50:6; 53:4, 5; Jer. 23:5; 33:14, 15; Ezek, 34:23; Mic. 5;2; Zech. 6:12; 9:9; 12:10; 13:7; Mal. 3:1; 4:2; and many of the Psalms. He interpreted to them itt all the scriptures the things concerning himself. What we need most of all is the transfigura- tion of our old way of seeking God, seeking him in the faithful` Scriptures. And they drew nigh unto the vil- lage, whither they were .going, It was a walk of about two Hours from Jerusalem, but the presence of Jesus trust have made the tinte fly like the wind. And he made as ` though he would go further, These is something in all fellowship with Christ which would draw as on, which would take us further than, it may be, we had proposed. And they constrained hint. Wey- mouth's translation is, 'They press. oi4U,Nt --PHILLIPS For Troubles .due to AN GM uroSTOMAG HEARTBURN Af • „EgiiTbURN HEADACHE GASES-NAUSEA Too Much ACID fANY people, two hours after eating, suffer indigestion as they call it, It is usually excess acid. , Correct it with an alkali. The best, way; the quick, harmless and efficient way, is. Phillips Milk of Magnesia.' It has remained for 50 years tha• standard with physicians. 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