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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1924-12-11, Page 6li l'When egrts Comma; By Elizabeth York Miller CHAPTER XLI (Continued She hurried through a coldbath, caressed, and had packed . a steal] to urik and bag before any of the maids were astir. By seven o'clock she was tcady for the breakfast which had not yet been, prepared. While waiting for it, she wrote a ,letter to Philip and addressed it to his office in Plarl .y Street. Above all, she must not ap- pear to be,, angry or resentful where be was concerned. Men looked at things .differently from women, and it might be, impossible for Philip to understand that even a Half -a -wife could, be mortally hurt by what he had done. So she worded her, letter very carefully. Dear Philip,—When I promised in Lucerne not to leave you, the possibil- ity of your leaving me did not occur to me. So, dear Philip, I am not breaking my promise, am I?' You have been so kind and consid- • crate and generous to me, and I will never, never forget it, nor these hap- py days here as your wife. 'Thank you,, a thousand times, dear Philip. I feel that I ought to go to rnumsey and my father. I've never told you how badly I've treated mumsey. All this time, I've beenfeeling beastly to- wards her, and blaming her for let- ting us get married without saying a word. about poor father. Last night itseemed to come suddenly to me, how cruel and selfish I've been. You must try to forgive; Me for running away like this, but I feel that n,umsey needs me more than you do and it's so hard for me knowing that I can never be a real wife to you, yet selfishly standing in your way—a sort of, dog -in -the -manger, as it were. We shall always be friends, dear Philip—shan't we? And I hope we'li see each other often, unless you, decide to take the legal proceedings I sug- gested before. 'I should think it over, if I were you. Because my life is more or less spoiled, yours needn't be. Above all, let's be sensible about ie I am going to Bordighera. They are still at. the Villa Tatira. Perhaps rnunisey will let me look after way fa- ther a bit, and give herself a rest. I'm sure she needs it. 91 aagL� ,,Ir 44 r Always with deepest devotion yours, Alice As she addressed and sealed the en- velope Alice assured herself that she hacl taken her own advice ---she„ was being very "sensible about .it." hilip would think so, anyway, He might De glad that she had seen through him and taken the unpleasant situation so. calmly. In London, when Alice .went to the bank to draw some money for her journey, she began to' fear that she might run into him, He,. too, was 'sav- ing for . the Continent to -day, But a call in at Cook's for tickets assured her that their trains left at different times from different stations. She would have to go to Paris and change there, with very little time to catch the Rapide. It being the .season for Swiss holidays. Philip would go straight .through from .Calais to his destination., But she was nervous about it, all the same, He might not be going to the Engadine. One couldn't be sure. It would be .hufniliating if they ran into each other, and he thought—as he would do—that she was following him. She was filled with longing as well. as fear,to see him, even happy, in :the company of another woman: Such longing, such intolerable. pain! But there were no .sign of him. The train steamed out, and most of the journey down to Dover she spent in the dining car. During the brief crossing she anxiously and furtively scanned the boat passengers. In effect, she was following Philip. Even in the Faris train she wondered if he were not somewhere near. It was extraordinary what can hap- pen inside the space of a few hours. Day before yesterday she was in the garden at The Rushes, with no thought of the Continent in her mind, and Lois Hemmersley was telling her that the Egans had never had. any children.Lois was very positive, about it, and if anybody knew, she did., Theetrain clattered on, It was hot dusty, and uncomfortable" Alice's seat was on the sunny side, and the car- riage was filled to overflowing. No- ig THE GIFT a PRIBLE a MBENE I�®�I 111 al 1111 This year our sttock is unusually large and varied, we want NE you to come int, and look around. We know yen can do ,ALL your Christmas 4hopping here, and our prices. ;will please' you. Some rtg of oter lines are listed below Genuine Eversharp Pencils Waterman's Pencils White ivory Parker Dufo1d Pena Fancy China Red Gift Line Perfumes Xmas Cards, Seals, Tags, Tinsel Cord, Holly Tissue: "ONLY TWO WEEKS TO CHRIST>,UJ[AS" Waterman's Ideal Fountain Pens El Underarm Bags, Purses Toys; Dolls, Toy Books "Kiddie Kars" Papetries GEO. MASON & Anum®®m0ummom$ILAURI s MEM MMM M M body else Waited ted the wiuddw .open; A fat Frenclinaan 'opposite slept attd snored steadily with. a handkerchief ever his 'facet•oblivious to the stun and stifling atmosphere When Paris was leached !Tike was ,exhausted, yet the real journey was no more thin begun With her luggage she rattled across the city from Nord to •the Gare .le I yous in a ramshackle taxi that .scent-' e'cl with every noisy beat of its engine to''be at the last gasp, But on the Rapide it was better. Comparatively few .people were tray= tilling south. There were no sleeping, cars; but she shared a ,compartment with only one passenger, a Scotch woman, wine was .going to Marseilles to meet a dattgfiter arriving by a P, and 0, liner., The •Seotchwoman liked fresh air, and they each lfad a seat to curl up comfortably. So thump, thump, thump, . on through the long night, down into the fiery furnace of the southland, Early in the :morning' she parted company with her travelling compan- ion. Then came the long, slow creep along the J. iv:iera, until at last (the ti ain toiled into the familiar statir"i of Ventigmili- It seemed years since mumey and she -had copse •this°way together, and discovered Philip Ar- deyaieat the journey's` end. CHAPTER • XLII That strange call of Jean to her daughter in the;: middle of the .night how are 'such things to be explained? By the all-powerful factor -of love? Or. would a Marconi supply us with a scientific reason? ' 'et it would seem that the .ears` of the mind must be in close touch with the heart in such instances,. for always it is the voice of love that speaks, sending its impera- tive message across oceans and con- tinents, . with noregard for time or distance. Something is wrong, something has happened- and the beloved name wings fortlq and finds' its destination. **** Hugo and Jean, Hector Gaunt and Tito were safely camped for.the night sheltering in one of the -big cave's in the ruins' of the ancient castle. A fair- ly dry place had also been discovered for the mules, and Carlo had tucked himself away in another cave, The 1 storm raged and the rain,' came down in torrents._. Gaunt found what had once been a smoke -hole in the roof, and they built a fire under it out of dry branches and masses of . dead sage and ferns with. which the floor of the cave was litter- ed. ,Jt was warm and dry and cosy, but the ground was hard to sleep on and they quarrelled about the cush- ions. Hector and Htgo wanted Jean. to have them. all, and Tito' triedto commarideer' one for himself, and was promptly evicted from it. Hugo said he did not intdnd to go to sleep at all. It was too glorious, and Tito and he must keep guard at the mouth of the cave. "Otherwise the little green men will surround us," he said, "We have taken their castle and they are now holding a council of war against us. We must be prepared, Even though they are' so tiny, there are hordes of thein, and "if they surround us it may be another case of Gulliver' and 'the Lilliputians." Gaunt roared with laughter, "And can you .see the little green men'?" he asked. Hugo was . slightly offended. "Of course, I see them," he said.. "They're swarming all over the walls of the ruins. Every time the lightning flash- es I see then. Look—therle Good Heavens, man-wheie are your eyes?" Tito suddenly began to howl. He laid back his head and ears like a lit- tle fox and uttered long, mournful sounds of an unearthly .quality. "There—Tito sees them, too," said Hugo. 'Shut: that dog up or I'll —" •Hugo quickly removed Tito from Gaunt's reach and admonished sil- ence. "Nice: old fellpw! Don't you mind Hector -he's a silly man. But keep quiet.. We; mustn't let the little green. inen know we're on to their game. That would never do." Jeata made an 'impatient gesture. "f wish you wouldn't talk such utter nonsense," she said, Her voice was sharp„ as 'le always. was when ,Hugo's essetatricities, tnetilfested thernselves. "'nhere's another unbeliever," Hugo confided to Tito. "Nobody believes in anything but you and me, But we oughtn't to blame them, Tito. They really can't see the little green men, and so, of °aurse, they think they're' not there. 'There are more things in heaven. end earth., Horatio, than are dreamt, of in your philosophy,' Seine of the poor fellows in That Place were more intelligent than Hector and Jean; tTito. 'Pon my seal, they were, There was . one' chap, I re- member, Who conversed with the in- habitants of ,Mars; He did it with a poelcet torch from hie window at night. Bat, of course, when. the sttz- 1>id fools diseovlr'ed . what ' he was about they toOl: his torch aw°y fl'Qrn hitn, As a matte rf fact) they • staid to • f •4 .t&i• a 7A8).9JJ�V!• m V71Vr V Wanted Having purchased the Bluevale Creamery from. H. H. Ham - Mond, I take this opportunity of introducing myself and asking for the continued ;support of all Elue'.yale patrons,. We hope tq call upon you at the earliest opportunity enc will be pleased to . see yoti in'the Creamery et any time, With the excel:igen of the time spent in war ' ser vice in France I have been \in the etearnery business, for the past fifteen. years, We assure you gf honest cogrteotts; treatment and" intend khat otir tttotto• shad be A SQUARE I?KAL TO ,EVERYBODY Sit VALE) diurnnnu,r n",m",r"4,w,nidnYi„1.114 H. COOMBS ONTAkII lower yew etneveet s se n hi al%�iRY i/� a(A f%i n' ..siv 1tzuG1fi' I • . • ittiii i :v 7F9941i IY• C ll It Ali it'.wastt't his tercli---.that he'd stolen it 'front dile of the warders, Well, they alight have let him keep it in the interests .of scieneo.” jean tried not to listen to this mad monologue. She tried even not to look at ]Iugo,, but where he sat the light of the fire threw his slender -bo- dy in full relief, and his grotesque ggstures" rivetted her distasteful at- teution. She wondered at Gaunt, who took no more notice of' Hugo -! than he did of the thunder and li,h-. 'ping. Gaunt had dug a hollow for himself in the sandy floes of the cave and sat hunched up with his back to one of the valid smoking his pipe andhalf drowsing. jean' twisted about trying to make herself • comfortable, but de- spite the fact that they had .insisted. upon her having- all the pillows, site could not rest :at ease. There was not room to swing the hammocks and no. way of tying then. "How long will it last, Hector?". she asked. FARMER GILDS: "So your father is ill. 1 hope it !s contagions:" YOUNGPELLOW; "So do I. The Doctor says he's suffering from overwork." -The Passing Show. Gaunt, removed his pipe from his shivering in the light breeze. That mouth: was because they could not see es '"Eh? Oh, the rain. About another well'as•'he could. Hugo' knew that hour, I should think. Then the moon the little green men were out in fullt will :come out. By midnight it should :force. Some of them leaned down and I be clear and we can watch' the light- began to"beckon to him. Perhaps they ning over the Estttrelles." " rcognized "hap for a friend. He took 'Plugo clapped his hands. out his handkerchief and fluttered it. "That will be splendid! Go to sleep, like a flag of truce. Let,them know. Jean, and we'll wake you up when the that he really was a friend. time comes." • "If I do get to sleep, I hope you little dog sternly but under,his breath. won't wake me," Jean grumbled. "Now you be quiet Don't you start There was no more dry fuel at hand making trouble, oT I'll throw you ov and the fire gradually died clown to a er the 'cliff and you'll wake up in glowing'' bed of red embers. The Heaven." smoke of the dried herbs, ,not all es- Evidently Tito had no wish as yet caping through the hole in the roof, eo become acquainted with his future' filled the cave with a pungent odor as home. He stopped whining and thrust of incense. It was very pleasant, hot, out a' moist, affectionate tongue, kiss - and dry, compared with the cold ing his master's hand. drive of the rain outside. 'That's all right," whispered Hugo, After a while Jean's eyes began to somewhat mollified. "You just do as dro"op." Therewas the fading glow of the fire and of Hector Gaunt's pipe, the silhouette of Hugo with the dog, in his lap growing a little indistinct; the wail of the wind and rain reced- ing to, a. distance: She fell asleep. Gauht's pipe dropped from his hand' his head nodded lower and • lower. Presently he heaved over on, his side, resting his hip in the hollowed sand and making a pillowof his arms. Hugo watched him, listened, whis- pered to Tito. It was getting on towards midnight ling harshly, and he expected. Tito to and, as Gaunt had • predicted, the bark, -but nothing happened, storm began to pass over. The light- Silence once more, save for the nine' was not quite so vivid, the than- rustling of the little green men onthe der rumbled instead of crashing vice. tower wall. lently, the rain fell with a gentle;, Tito .whined, and he spoke. to the you're told and there'll be no bad blood between us. Y'understand?" They advanced forward step by step feeling their way up the treacherous, briar -entangled path. . Once Hugo's foot loosened a large stone, and it rolled down, making a great distur- bance, 'but after one heart -quaking moment he' satisfied 'himself that no one had heard. A sudden bray from one ,ofthe mules also startled him. It was just below ' him somewhere. He heard Carle's sleepy voice grumb- hushed patter that gradually ceased altogether. And then the clouds broke, one great bank rolling away to the south and another to the west, and out came the brilliant white moon, flooding the wet masonry of the old •walls with an unearthly, sparkling . radiance. tint speaks as follows of a former re- sident was a strong srraell of hot, wet sident of Jamestown locality—In the earth and pines, the air was as heav- ily scented as wine,- : death. of Robert Johnston, which oc- Hugo got up cautiously and twitter- curred last ,Saturday morning after only a few days' illness from heart ed to his little. dog. Let mortals sleep if they chose to do so. The night was for him and the little green men. Hugo advanced on tiptoe a few paces, then waited for a moment. No one called him back. They slept, those two who did not believe. He stretched out his thin arms with an exultant gesture. Alt, this was what he wanted! Freedom on a mountain -top, the world and the night his own. He raised his eyes to the high, broken walls that reared above their shelter. There was the outline of what had once been a tower, just a shell of three >walls pierced by a window and overrun with vines, from which a thin arch' flung itself as, a bridge to another line of. broken wall. How hligh was it? Thirty, forty feet? Carlo had said- tt could be climbed, even by mortals. As :llugo looked, the wall and tower swacrmed with tiny figures like points of green jewelled light that danced and swayed under the strong gleam of the moon. Hector and Jean, no doubt would say they were only ivy leaves' (Tb be continued) DIED IN THE WEST Robert Johnston, a Former Morris `Resident, Passes Away 4.9 The Windthrost, (Sask.) Independ- LDONltD IKRASSTN New Soviet Ailabassador to firanco, was; gl,yen 4 great ovatfctn upon It +h00140,41 1ilu,ritl,l, A nil trouble, one of the foremost citizens. of this district is removed from our midst. The news of this sad occur- eived with rofound re- gre a citizen is gone whose active public 'ti£e in the community was an object lesson in untiring : devotion both.in social, community and business life. This feeling was emphasized at the funeral Monday afternoon!at Gray - town, whish .was attended by the en- tire countryside, the 'church'beingfil- led to overflowing by truly grieved and sympathetic friends. Service was conducted by Rev..'j. Griffiths, assist- ed by Rev. S. A. Harry,. a former minister. in this field, and fine tribute was paid to the excellent qualities and sterling character of the deceased gentleman, The remains were after- wards laid to rest in the Golden. West Cemetery, Besides his sorrowing widow, the late Mr. Johnston leaves 6 daughters and 2 sons to mourn' him, the 3rd son Harold, having:fallen in the great war. The daughters are Misses Annie, Hattie and Harriet, Mrs, M.M. Sutla- erland, Mrs. A. Argue and Mrs. Wat- son, and the' sons are Allan and Wil- liam, of this district, Deceased is also survived by'3 hrothere, one of whom reside in Manitoba and two in Ontario. MnThe late . Johnston came to Western Canada from pntario in the early eighties, settling for a time at Bissevain, Man., and .;homing to this district about 20 years ago. He was in his 69th,, year. Messrs. Richard and Ed, Johnston of Morris are brothers of the deceas- ed. Their father was ' the late Wan; James Johnston, one of the most highly respected of the early settlers' of Morris. His many activities included the fallowing positions, which he fulled with credit and efficiency: Secretary of Gtaytown School District, 'Pres- ident West Graytown Rural Tel- ephone Co, Postmaster Graytown 0, Chairman Windthrost Telephone rence was rec p t by his many friends who feel that Central Board, Superintendent of Sunday School and Deacon of the Church since its organization at Graei- town. To the bereaved family goes out the sympathy of the entire district. U. F. 0. Co. Makes Profit The . annual statement and profit and loss account of The United Far- mer's ' Co -Operative 'Company, Limi- ted .of Ontario, just made public, shows the company to be .in what, considering all the circumstances, must be 'considered a very satisfac- tory position: Prbbably the most en couraging,feature from he sharehol- ders' point of view is that there is a net profit on the -year's business . of $42,620.60. Just what disposition will bemade of this profit will; be decid- ed at the annual meeting but in all probability the Board of Directors will offer a reasonable portion of the profit in the form of • a dividend on the paid up capital and that the bal- ance will go towards reducing the losses of previous years. MAY APPLY QUOTA RESTRIC- TIONS TO CANADA United States Secretary of Labor Davis,- who in ' his annual report suggests further restriction of im- migration into the United States and also the registration of all aliens admitted to the eat atm. • ' dAlW;aeifi !:e 6t illltllpgMNIIIIIDI➢HiiEM➢V@IDMIiIIIIIIIINUNQG!flll>IlllOMUM `You don't need his Telephone Number for Station -10 -Station calls" "If I could remember his number I would make my call Station -to -Station and. save money." This subscriber had the wrong idea. He didn't need to know the number of the distant telephone. All he needed to, say to the Long Distanoe operator was: ''I will speak to any- one at " (then give her the name of the person who has the telephone— and the address too, if he knew it): Perhaps this information will enable YOU to use the *lower Station -to -Station rate more frequently, .1fr cert! Pelt Telephone is a ,Long Distind ; atation