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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1929-06-27, Page 6Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840 Head Office, Guelph, Ont, Risks taken on all class of insur- ance at reasonable rates. A13NER COSENS, Agent, Wingham J. W. DODD Office in . Chisholm Block FIRE, LIFE; ACCIDENT AND -.-•. HEALTH INSURANCE -- AND REAL ESTATE P. 0, Box. 360 Phone 240 `WIN. GHAM, ONTARIO J. W. SUSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office—Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. VA .. NSTONE BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, ETC. Money. to Loan at Lowest Rates Wingham, - Ontario J. A. MORTON BARRISTER, ETC. Winghario O uta m, DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store COLBORNE, M. D. H. W. ' Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. Dr. W. R. Hambly SuccessorPhone 544to Wingham DR. ROB T, C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Lond.) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON STEWART DR. R. L. Graduate of University of Toronto, Faculty of Medicine; Licentiate of the Ontarionfiario 'College:. of Physicians and Surgeons. a YeftiGtiT x927 by The BOBBS-MERRILL CO. SYNOPSIS Chapter L—On the verge of nerv- ous collapse, due to,overwork, Gay Delane, successful New York'artist, seeks rest at Idle Island. She' rents "LonePine" from an a cottage, the island character, the "Captain," and Itis sister, Alice Andover, "administra- tor." Chapter IL—Gay finds the cottage is tenanted by an elderly lady, "Aunt almiry," who consents to move' to an- other abode, the "Apple Tree."Awak- ing from sleep, Gay imagines she sees the face of a' Chinaman peering in the window, but on reflection ascribes the vision to' imagination: She. settles down in her new home, anticipating months of well-earned rest and recu- peration. Chapter. III.—On an exploration of the islnad, Gay, standing on the see shore, is horrified by the appearance cf the drifting body of a drowned man, which she nerves herself •tc bring to the shore. A bullet wound in the temple shows the man to he re been. murdered. Gay.covers the dead face with a handkerchief, and makes her way, to the "Captain" with the story. Returning. with him to the shore they find no body there, and Gay's story of the incident is t down' to •an attack of "nerves." u„ Office in Chisholm Block Josephine Street. Phone 29 DR. O. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over John Galbraith's Store. E. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated Office Adjoining residence next ext to Anglican Church on Centre Sundays by appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Plane 272, Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL Licensed Drugless Practitioners WN.U.SERVICE WINGHA.M ADVANCE -TIMES if it suits me, there's an end of it" "My esteemed. female relatives wished me to sit and hear the report cf the island," he said thoughtfully, "and 1 prat them off.' I should have waited, 1 fancy they had news of vast import," "Yes, they did. - And most of it is about me. I know who you are," she said, smiling. "You are Rand. Are you not?" Her emile was very warm indeed in joy of her discovery. He shivered slightly, covered the dark eyes with his hand. "Danger. My prophetic sense says danger," he whispered. "Every one has been saying, 'When 1 Rand conies home,', and now you have corse. The boys wanted the old pier to make a float for swimming, and the island wouldn't give it to them, and they said, 'When Rand comes horse, he'll dynamite it, and we'll salvage the remains.' And when the 'fliursday, lune 27th, 1929 mind." She sat down at once et her desk. It was her plan to go to the city. on the first boat, to relieve. herself of al responsibility in the matter. ' And then, suddenly, she decided that she would not go at all, but write instead. • i She would ,describe the entire inci- dent to the last detail, .enclose her would be an endof 1 and that w sketch, it. She reached into the drawer and pulled. out paper,. envelopes and her sketching pad. To measure for the size of envelope, she opened the pad to .remove the drawing. Thee. page that met her eyes was virginal,and white, no pencil line to mar its pur- ity. Gay turned the pad about in her hand, studying it slowly, and then she turned every page,. one after the oth- er, and examined every one. The page had been neatly extra ''t from the book, • and her.penciled sketch. of the scene in the cove was not there. Its disappearance settled the affair of fhe Little Club cove as far as Gay was concerned. With nothing to sub- stantiate ; her seemingly wild story, she felt the less • said of it the better. Gay knew, however, that she was the subject of endless discussion, endless neighborhood wit, -in her absence, and for a few days she confined herszif as largely as possible to the seclusion of her cottage. One afternoon, perhaps a week af- ter her discovery and betrayal in the cove, tiring suddenly of her work, she shoved the easel into the corner and. decided to clean house. Hastily she bundled her slim knickered figure in- to a great bungalow apron that made a fat and stodgy housewife of her, twisted a bright silken scarf turban - wise about her small head' and fell' to work. Ehe dusted, she swept, she rearranged. With brush and pan in hand, she was on her'knees at the fireplace, .coughing distastefully with the dust of ashes as she cleared out the cinders of last night's driftwood,.. when suddenly a hand slipped be- neath her •chin ,frorn behind, tilting her head backward while two firm lips pressed down on hers from above, P pressed firmly, warmly, for one long breathless moment.: Gramp, and it avoids confusion," The administrator, Mrs. Alice Andover, .4 was his great-aunt, "Your voice, except that it has some expressiveness, is rather state. of Maine," Gay said thotightfullY,. "But you do not seem like the others. You are different." „ "My father committed a faux pas, he confessed. "He married an actress from New, York who' was up here with the actors' summer colony one year. I," he said' slowly, am the combustion that results from the un- ion of Manhattan . and the state of Maine.—It has been a warning to the whole state," he 'added modestly. "Your parents—" Gay prompted, enthralled; with his flippant tale. "W e were all out in a boat togeth- er. I can sort of remember it, though I' was a baby. Sudden squall -boat went over- Strange, isn't' it? They were both strong, able-bodied, good swimmers, used to the sea..I was a Chiropractic and Electro Therapy; Graduates of Canadian ChiropracticC- College, Toronto, and National Col- lege, Chicago. Out of town and night calls res- ponded business confidential. ' to. Phone, 601-13. J. ALVIN FOX perienced acute interest, paused breathless at the name, and drank in every word that fell from.native lips on the subject of Randolph Wallace. The combustion of the union between Manhattan and the state of Maine, was not entirely approved on the is- land, she gathered, but altogether loved, altought the. island never open- ly acknowledges its loves, As the dusk fell slid went out alone, unafraid into the little whispering for- est, and walked up and down, slowly, deep in thought. The island seemed Changed to her, warmer, softer, She felt vaguely troubled, vaguely pleased, strangely stirred. • When her thoughts turned to the amazing young man and her surprising encounter with him her lips curved into tremulous smiles, and her eyes brightened with pleased at expectancy. She shook her head herself warningly. She was not de- ceived. She knew these symptoms. She liked but` feared them also. For the first time, the . practical boyishness of her costume was dis- tasteful tasteful: to her, and when she got tip the morning after Rand's return, summer people wanted to tear down I But I floated ashore in'my the old fishing shack to make a place !baby. dead,myfa- ther arms. She was was dead, But Rand carne Cher home." "Oh, that is very sad." Gay's eyes m �a- s ready 1 had �a rlcened with her e y Y to launch, their boats, the natives frowned upon;them, but everybody said to everbody else, 'Wait till Rand rhes he'll burn it down., cc "There' you have me in a nutshell. namiter, burner and thy lier slim hands twisted together. The island dy Got anybody you want,He smiled at her. To hide her sud- ownbomber.. turned quickly to den erxrotron ,Gay ne." r ' lxo x sud- blown u . Rand's S. b n I ;"Rand who?" she asked. Gay was'the serving of tea. Ra But her desire for information a bout this surprising person was' lim- itless. She wanted to know about his borne, she is interest to inquire, And who is education, where he had'gone to - Rand?"times again would Gay i school. . Many g s but never 1 The grammar grades in the island Delane hear those words, personal in- i schoolhouse,: it seemed, he had per - "Rand thrill of teres, lope ll , great deal of aluiet satisfaction; in ex - "Rand Wallace: � amazed, that having heard the. words a hundred times, "When Rand comes, 1 had never felt sufficient easy slouch in the comfortable 'win- dow -seat, marked the brown arm on the window -seat.. But she avoided meeting the merry gray eyes beneath• the dark up -curling lashes, "Do you, flirt, ,'Ir. Wallace?" she: asked suddenly, "Hope to tell ,you 1 do," he an- swered warmly. "Ohl Then you need no warning.. We have quite, a wicked little flirt in the neighborhood, and I was going to, warn you. But since you do, you can take care of yourself." 'Oh, I thought you, meant yourself. I thought it was a sort of 'Help Wan- ted,' like the newspaper ads. I was, willing to apply." To one like Gay, whose religion was work, whose god accomplishment, it came as a distinct 'shock to' know that this one, with the strong hands,. the: ready wit and the smiling eyes,. was an idler, a dawdler on the face' of the earth, that he had no' profes- sion and wanted none, no business and; was glad of it, no ambition and. delighted in its absence. He called: ., ' ;,,,, himself a retired gentleman, and said , on c he came to it was` a poor, island that couldn't f the first time since s I again without a xri and joy.I listed doggedly through, and took'a 1 for 1 0 said. one; "n fact,he z at least • rs support o rt l nzcl.e PP the island she disca rded her c THE STORY Auntalmiry turned out the lights, and went about the room from win- dow to window raising the blinds. When she came to the window that showed the Lone Pine at the top of the hill she gave a sudden little ex- clamation. "Did you leave a light on?" asked. "Nbl" With a bound Gay was out of bed and at her side by the window, both staring up the Bill at the cot- tage. From the wide window of the living room there showed a round circle of misty light, pale, wavering and uncertain, but a light. "It''s no earthly light," Gay said moodily. "It's a ghost. 1 tell you Auntalmiry, the : spirits are abroad this night. Say what you like, queer things are going on. I feel it.: I am all creepy, and -oh, lookl Oh, it is the handl Ohl" Her voice sank away breathlessly.' Watching, suddenly outlined in the misty orb of light had been the reflec- tion of : a hand, reaching out, slim,. shadowy and ghastly." "Oh," Gay murmured sickly, "oh, it is his hand!" Auntalmiry was shaken. • Her arm beneath Gay's hand trembled, But she was firm. She did not believe in ghosts. "I saw it," she said weakly. "It was just the reflection of a leaf, or a spray of twigs, moving in the wind,. Look, it is gone. There is no light, there is no hand. It was the light from a boat reflecting against the leaves, Just a reflection, dcarie. They often fool rite." "Have it your own way," Gay said moodily. "Call it a leaf if you like. I call it a hand, his hand." "I think—maybe--I will sleep with you," Auntalmiry said faintly, Gay laughed then, and squeezed the. little figure gayly as she clambered into bed beside her. "You'd rather take a chance on me turning violent, than bo by yourself when the spirits walk, wouldn't you?" she teased. "You shouldn't say such things. Tisn't reverent." They arose early, and after a quiet breakfast Gay kissed Aontalniiry, thanked her and set out for home. Auntalmiry offered to go with her, but she refused, bravely smiling.' "Oir, no. I am not afraid now it is daylight. Spirits are all nicely back in their snug little graves again." She went tip to the cottage, un- locked the door and entered the room. Over it lay the quiet little hush that broods in an empty 'house. But she was not afraid. Even when she saw flat the window shades in the living room were lowered to the bottom, site was not afraid, "1 didn't pall them down, she said, ,'loud, "hccattse 1 went ottt before dark. Oh, weld Perhaps 1 did It from habit,, without thinking, Heav- en knows '1 had other i.liiiigs on my Registered Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC AND DRITGLESS PRACTICE ELECTRO -THERAPY Hours: 2-5, 7-8, or by Phone 191. appointment. D. H. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR ELECTRICITY Adjustments given for diseases of all kinds; wespecialize in dealing with children. Lady attendant. Night calls responded to. Ont. Office on Scott St., Wingham, Phone 150 GEORGE A. SIDDAL BROKER -- Money tolend on first and second. mortgages on farm and other real es- tate properties at a reasonable rate of interest, also ort first Chattel mort- gages on stock and on personal notes. A few farms on hand for sale or to rent on easy terms. Lucknow, Ont. Phone 73. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A thorough knowledge of Farm Stock Phone: 231, Wingham RICHARD E. JACKSON AUCTIONEER Phone 618r6, Wroxeter, or address R. R. 1, Gorrie. Sales conducted any- where and satisfaction guaranteed. George :Walker, Gorrie, can arrange date a. DRS. A. J. & A, W. IRW IN DENTISTS she And then a tremendous, electrify- ing silence. Gay dropped pan and brush among the ashes and stood up very tall, very businesslike even with the huge apron, bulkily enveloping her, deeply; outraged. The man who stood before her, in a silence as great, an. amazement as profound as her own, was one she had never seen before, nor seen his like before, she knew at once. Travel -worn boots he wore, travel -worn knickers.: Bareheaded, his blonde hair, a little, tousled, show- ed sunburn. But in that first glance it was really his eyes she saw, eyes dark and gray, with little mocking glints that shone through his amaze- ment, gray eyesbeneath black lashes, thick and long, that curled upward, veiling the gray with black. Amusement soonsupplanted the as- tonishment in his face, amusement and interest, His sang froid was per- fect. "Pleased to meet you," he said, with a mokingly deferential inclina- tion of ;;he bare and sunburned head. "So it seems." Gay's voice and eyes were frigid. "Who art thou, pretty maiden, and where, may one inquire, is the rever- ed and venerable Auntalmiry who one time made this hut her hone?" There was laughter in his eyes now, the gayer for her coldness. "Oh, you wish to see Autztalmiry," she said still with some stiffness, self- consciously, though melting surely be- neath the warmth of the gray eyes. "She lives in the Apple Tree now. I live here. Will you sit down?" she asked very formally, and took off the great bungalow apron, The daring grayeyes explored the revelation of her, slim and straight is the stoutshoes, the smart knickers, and the silken blouse; came to rest, contentedly on the sleek, dark, proud little head, "You don't live alone, do you?" he asked with interest. "Yes, I do," Gay's 'Voice was cart with the defiance elle felt in defense of her lone estate. " I live alone, and 1 like it and 1 ani rot afraid, Iknow it makes women folks gti:ecr, pd it's not accordin' t:o nattir', but I do, and " .other Wallace." 'plaining that the three missing bricks Oh, you're an I "I. aria not only another Wallace, I ;beneath the window on the southeast corner had been removed by his own hands at the age of nine years, to faciliate his departure from the seat of learning when the teacher reached for the well-known educational birch branch: The entire high school course he had encompassed, if not with lion- entire• slope t or, at least without serious mishap, could: command thelane that in the city of Portland. the orchard below ,and the the pier to the 'Captain's to from ed f "And,didn'tgo1 I I then, darned if college," ,he told her. "But don't blame me. 1 had to go. My late la- mented Grandfatixer Wallace put it, into his will that I couldn't inherit until I went to college. Left me an infant :in arias, as you might say, the ani of a guardian, Guess who? The administrator, darn her. That's what got her so stuck on administrating, ' she did such a good job with roe." "It woudn't hurt you to go to col- lege." "Going to college would be simple Maine united to• and silken shirt. Half ashamed of the. the entire state of. IVIaz e rix ted here but none support him. instinct that prompted + g I' "But don't you do anything? You, ' m s lie its guiding, to g b> , the less obedienta don't just loaf, do you?" "Loaf! Certainly not. Bums loaf: landed gentlemen -retire," Gay scrutinized him .gravely, re- and e- the trousers long and marked the muscular arms, the d wide,fthe blue, jj shoulders,the: vigorous tan, which was really an J straight coat, over -blouse, reaching to,. the knees, the deep and understanding eyes. And embroidered, all soft lines and he was an idler in this rugged land► richly emb , With dainty,blue She shook her head regretfully. ' A delicate curves.done," she silken world full of things' to be d and gold: slippers arid sheer', „ it was a delectable studio con- said slowly. "And you do nothing. hose, coction, designed for theatrical effect, He explained that for ten weeks he nravishment of an had been doing the coast of: Canada inspired for the e audience. with a photographer in a fishing Gaychanged her easel, considering schooner, getting pictures. He had g now not so much the allowance of.returned to the island to finish up a good light for her work as unobstruc- little work he was doing on a motor g launch, for Bemis, a lumber man at ted view for herself, and sat where by Bangor. He was to get.the o .at the slightest turn of her eyes she couple of roan as pe o ready, and with 'a crew, take it to Miami.in readiness N for Bemis when he went down for the winter season later on. He' had ex- petted to finish the job on the island, he said, in three days, but now he was 'beginning to feel it yould take trim a week. He. said 'he had gone with 11• ilii. tan. on one of his trips to' the. Arctic, had been in the Arctic circle twice, in fact, but he' didn't like it.. Said it was too cold. Wished somebody would plant the next pole in Florida or Mex- ico, nice warm place to look.for things. He had been in the World war, and served overseas seven mon- ths. He said he did not like that ei- ther. "Why not?" Gay was a little bitter. "Were you afraid? Or are you a pacifist? Or perhaps you had to ;et up too early in the morning?" -e "No. ' I didn't mind those things. It was the uniform. I couldn't stand the uniform. The collar' made my neck, itch. My neck itched • for fifteen months without stopping. One gets tired of it, that's all." Gay's eyes were dark. She felt sad- dened. This aimless, planless, -hope- fess, dear young' man violated her highest ideals, outraged her<finest feelings.. -He was . utterly impossible, she told °herself furiously. But when her eyes: ,net his, involuntarily she smiled. ''Impossible, but how pleas, - ant :to have him there in the window - seat at her side ,drinking her coffee, smiling at her with the . dark gray eyes' beneath those softly ceiling took from her 'trunk a costume that was one of her chief treasures, a studio pajama shit, patterned after on improved Japanese style,all in black house. Whoever ventured forth, must pass that way. At ten minutes to eleven he came down jauntily and crossed into the orchard. Gay leaned forward. Did he turn left to the Apple Tree? No, straight toward the Lone Pine he made his way. Once he stopped. to pick and taste and toss away a little. green apple. Again he paused, to an- swer the .eager calls of the boys at the pier. But he came on. He came: to a sudden halt outside 'enough., I had to go through. -I, did the window, and stood a moment, 1—Bowdein. I hated to go there, I spellbound. She looked up, then, and ,was afraid I'd turn out a poet, I smiled. mysunshine,"j thought it was required for gradua- "You are blotting out tion. But Gramp was dead set on she said. fig. dols -Well I went It did ire "I fondly hoped that 1 was bringing B Really His Great -,sometimes I feel. get up. 1 always come rig. t in." Carefully, Was,R y vers fibre. Though n over lire all of a sudden—I He suited action to his words, and Unde: it come came and sat in the window -seat close to her. elbow. Gay turned` about :in. her chair And regarded 1:im pleasant- ly. "Is Auntalmiry here? he asked :i poiogetically "No,she isn't. Isn't she at the Ap- ple TeeT" "Well, I, didn't really stop to sec. I thought I'd better inquire here first. So she isn't here. Dear, dear, all that lordk walk for nothing." "Not for nothing. :I am just going to have my breakfast, and you shall have coffe with me." Without moving from her chair Gay The ow. , Present Captain, He~Explaned no harm. •i've never even written it," he returned impudently. "Don't h am a whole section of thein. The '''Vallaces run in blanches.- I'm the third branch. All the other branches dwindle off into uncles and aunts, and nephews, sons and cousins. But I'm a whole series all by myself. It's quite a distinction.': Gay laughed as she .pressed the el- ectric button that turned to her tea kettle. Office MacDonald iilock," Wingham A. J. WALKER FURNITURE AND FUNE1tAL SERVICE J. Walker 'Vli' ak LicensedFuneral Director and ' Enbainier. Office Phone 106, Res, Phone 224. I:,atest Liz:tiotrsine Funeral Coach, "We'll have a party," she said. "We're so glad Rand's home. And while we are waiting for the water to boil—tell' ine, 'where does your series fit into the tout ensemble of House. Wallace?" Randolph Wallace's version of the family history, a very facetious, flip- pant and slangy version, began with n the first Captain Wallace who was his great-grandfather. The present Cap- tain, he explained carefully, was real- ly his great-uncle, although he called hint Gramp, because, as he' explained, "all :the other Wallaces cal) him feel it now when I look at you." ' Gay frowned at hire, but he snxiled disarmingly. His was a pleasant ,smile. His lips were thin, their curve half -cynical, half-hurii:orous, very sen- sitive. The vaunted mustache was but a shadowy outlining fringe. His skin had been fair no doubt, save for the rich coat of tan that covered hint. His : hands • were hard and brown, small for their strength, smaller than her: own, she noticed quickly. , When ..he said at Mast, reluctantly, that he must go' and see .Auntalmiry she went with him to the door. "Come again," she told him pleas- antly; "come often." "I feelmyself slipping," he said sad- ly, "slippiiig. However, I .am no cow- ard. 1'11 come. Later in the evening, Gay went clown to the Pier' grocery store. On every lip was the laughing word, "Rand's home," But whereas before site had taken no notice, now she ex - swung tip a wide tray that hung to 'lashes. the wall, and connected the electric tcaster. As she gave him a oup of ocffc.e their fingers touched, and 'their eyes net lingeringly. Rand's snectilatively. smiling, Gay's a little cloudy. As they drank their coffee slowly, she studied him furtively, noted hie , Ridiculous, she said to herself, that a man- should. have gray.eyes and curly lashes. Ridiculous, .but something very dis- turbing, rather sweet, about it when one caught the full. bright friendly glance of them. , (Continued ed Next Week.) 291 .y• ea 2t ? X4 irr�•Z'sti,Y lSuk•3'..+f Y`Y• :...; .i: r , . , Pint, T116 latest b,P.It. 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