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Home My WebLink AboutThe Huron Expositor, 1938-12-09, Page 74•4 fr 4'17 FOURTH I NSTAI,M,nN T • SYNOPSIS Jocelyn Herlewel, raised in a Francb convent, at the age of eighteen, joins her mother, Mar- cell; in New York. Worried about her safety, because she is unfamiliar with bhe 'mar:tern world arid ,has developed into a beauti- ful womare her mother's, first 'wish Is to get her safety -married. At- tereleng her first ball, Jocefen meets Felix Kent, rich, handsome and nineteen 7ea,rs older than herself. Encouraged by her mother, she and Felix quickly be- come engaged. Aleme , in her apartmentone night, a cripple, Nick Sandal, enters by the fire- eseape, eonfides in her that he is her father and That her real name is Lynda •Sandian Uncer- tain about whether she wants to get married so quickly, Jeceleu becomes irritable with Felix and one night decides to go to talk •things over with her mysterious father. As Lynda Sandal she goes to his house, climbs three flights of stairs and enters, a room where he is sitting itb several men iu t'he micht of Ia card game to whom he introduces her as his daughter. "I want to see you, Father. I got Out tee way you Showed me. Mother doesn't know I'm here." "Nothing wrong then?" 'I felt, that I muat see you. There's something in me that belongs' to you. And. I axa really very lenely." "Lonely? Witte a fiance and a mother and a crowd of friends?" "Ilene is still a stranger. Mother doesn't want to love me; she has told me so. I have no friends." Nick put an arm roughly about her. "All eiget, Lynda. I'll be your friend_ I (lane mind loving you. Only it's a rash move on your part, you know. I'm not the most creditable parent in the world. "But look here, old girl. . You're been caTefully raised in a religious atmosphere and ell that. Doesn't your little old conscience say anything about deceiving a kind mother and that good, fellow with the neat face whose photograph you snowed me?" "My conscience? But, Father, haven't I a sort of duty to you? Don't you need me as much as thee o?" "No, 1 don't. And you haven't. Don't fool yourself. You cane bolster up your conscience with that trick, my girl." ' Jocelyn began to look passitinate and her yellow eyes glowed. "All right. I don't care. Mother won't tell me any -thing. She hes her secrets and she keeps them. I shall eave one of my own. Feltz is as locked up as his own great big shining safe. They both keep lifereal life, away from me as though it were some sort of reptile. I want to know people, all kinds, of people, different sorts of people. I want to know ,how good it is to be bad, and how bad It may be to be good. 1 want adventure, risks, dan- gers; 1 want-" "You want too much. You're only a girl and- what's worse, you're a young lady! Laugh that off if you an, Miss Jocelyn Harlowe." "Hush! Not here. Here I'm Lynda Sandal." At that Nick threw back his head nd laughed. "You win.. Anti I surrender. Lynda Sandal, I hereby take you as my child for better or for worse and premise to show you all the reality and the deenture 1 can decently supply. In order to seal our coinpact and to how my sincerity," he stood up, lift - 01 harel in a great gesture and raised his voice, "Lynda, I want you to meet some of my friend's." At the changed, timbre of his voice, he four card players turned. "Boys, I want to present to you my laughter, Miss Lynda Sandal. Mr. •ames Drury, Mr. Saul Morrison and r. Gustave Lowe. Jock Ayleward, Lynda watching him. "He's an Old elielnY of mine, 1086 Sandal. He louree like a reae knave 1.1010W." "Well," draWled"Sandal from be- hind themwith sudden suave sever- ity, enext time you throw knives en my premises I'll kice you out of there." Jock turned to melee at him with sweetness "Pm, szeiry, Old, Nick, When I think of that Felix face of his it brings the devil up into ,my brain, I go blend." Jocelyn found herself stammering. "A F ---Felix 'face? You nieane-tbe Knave of Diamonds? Why do you call him that? He reminds you of some one named Felix whom You hate?" • "Well, yes, Mite Sandel. A regular knave-- -e' "But, plea& tell me. Felix who?" "Hold ..• your fool tongue, Tuck," ectied Nick fiercely. "And get out of here. Can't I have iny rooms to my - gen sometimes vvithout a cub of • cardebasper loafing about thein!" Ayleward, scared and blinking, like a boy that has been cuffed ruthless- ly unieteltigible, excuse and got him- self and withouteWerning, muttered seems out hastily. Jocelyn turned to her father as the deer Closed. "Why did you stop him? Was it - has it ea -teeing to do with my 'Felix?" "No, you little idiot! Didn't you ever her of Felix the Cat? 1 thought nee You don't know anything, do ytm? He's a cartoon pussy of vary- ing adventures. You leave our lingo alone, girl, uncle give you a few les- sons. I stopped him because once he gets on that Felix Cat subject there's no getting rid of him. Come and slit down here" Before she left her father, that strange adventurous night, Jocelyn questioned him: "What is the hunting ground?" "A gambling place." "Do you tate my mother?" ' "I've outgrown hatreds," "Do you want me to marry Felix Kent?" A shrug. "Mr. Dooley eaid, 'Take tire first one- that •asks you, They're all alike.' Kent has money so he'll probable run straight." "Do you suppose he'll make me happy?" "We, My dear. No men- has ever made a woman happy. She must man- ufacture happiness for herself, or ac- euire none." • "I think that you and my mother are elik,e." "Gad forbid!" he murmured. "You do hate her! I mean, alike in ties one respect. Neither of yeti has fcuad thappiness in being loved." After a long and troubled silence she asked •him., "When may I come again to see you?" "Whenever you please, my dear, or can make it convenient. I am nearly always at home. Most of the time on this old sofa. Every day I find it •hard- er lo get about." eOh Father, cant something be dene?" He streak bis head. "Jock has done what he could for me. He takes care of me now, you must know. It's fair enougth. There was a time weep. 1 took care of him." "He loves you, Father. I can see that when he smiles." "He's not a bad scout but don't 'gee romantic about him, Lynda. He's not the man your Felix is, for instance. He les a poor outlook in life and a character which might be called un- sta ble." "He's loyal to you." " U le hum ." "There's a sort of stability in "Uli-hum, Emotionally I sihould ray the Was a sort of bulldog. But that's because, Perham he's not been cod - died any by life. He knows the value of the few people that care for him." "Who else beside you, Father?" tthe bright-eyed cripple laughed in a low and taunting key. "About a doyen women, roughly speaking." It silenced Lynda on •that theme. • He put her himself into a taxicab, I she ,eouteniplated h .tW*, guardians I Wit11.1-these r changed dense of- 'hers: "How eau they be so blind? How ,cart they be so bleed?" They were, however, more sensitive to her ' perhaps than, she imagined. One evening Felix questioned her Heretofore ,Joeelyni b.ad been, the questioner. "W,hy," he asked her, Vo you look so conventional tonight?" Jocelyn, was -wearing white and her heir was sleek as an otter's skin about her &moth face. "You used: to say I didn't look as ought to; conventional, teat. is." "To night you do." He went over to her, s01 on the arm of her chair and bent above her, eapturnag her in one verong arm. • "Looe, child, I have to be away from you tor a fortnight presently." Her heart went plunging, whether for joy or sorrew sth.e could' not for the life of her pave told. "When I come back done you think we could short- en this engagement of ours a little? I'm weeny of convent airs. "I want a wife!" Jocelyn's( eyes leaped to her mother for aid, for rescue. Mareella spoke in measure as though she vtere•rectiting, "I can see no reason for keeping you waiting much longer, Felix. I did say a four months' engagement but it seems to me that you have tested each other's affections now suf- ficiently, laave bad time to draw close to each other. Of course we must wait until the end of the Lenten. sea - sou. It might be possible to arninge foe a wedding then. Wthile you are away in Arieona I shall go to the sisters. I veil ask Cousin Sara Mul- let' to come d,nd stay her with Joce- lyn. I think the child will be glad to hare this little interval of loneli- nese. She will be able to prepare herself for the great -for the happy change." The girl looked from one to the other. "You mean you'll both go away? You'll leave me alone here for all those days before . . . before-?" Felix bent to her lips. Before his own fell upon them he said in a low key, "Much safer for you, my dar- ling, to be rid of me just now." And the kiss see dreaded, fell upon her with the anguish of a blow. Swiftly the thought came to her, tI shall be free. I shall be almost free." . "I, thinethink," she said and there was an echo in her voice of Nick San- dal's irony, "I don't remember that either of you has asked what I want, have you?" Felix laughed with tenderness. Mar- cella -protested, "Jocelyn!" Jocelyn turned to them, her face bent down and her smiling eyes list- ed. "L -don't -say no, -Mother. And Fel- ix, I don't say, Yes" Their faces locked into tyranny and anger, both controlled as out of in- dulgence to a cited. "But while you are both away," she confronted their tyranny with proud and secret eyes, "I -wills ---decide' Events shaped themselves rapidly to make her quest of the truth pos- sible. Cousin, Sera came, an old wo- man with an ear trumpet, very active and very lame, who garleed about the city all day with a passionate enthus• iastm for •shopping, and went to bed at night exhausted by her own ner- rolls activity. To superintend Joc(,- tyai/s trouseeau, to buy what must be bought, to stow it away, ell this was a sort of wistful heaven to the poor old lady. She did not even begin to think of understanding Jocelyn. After Felix had been gone four days -and Jocelyn rather anxiously recog- nized that She missed hitn-eand after Marcella had been buried in her con- vent for as long a time, after Cousin Sara had settled in like some squir- reecreatufe to the routine of acquisi- tion and repose, there came a night . . . Mary's night out. wheu Joce- lyn drew from her old trunk the pleated skirt and the small dark jacket and the tam-o'-shanter and ran her fingers through thee hair. It was a thick night with fog across the river and a rnultritudinous voice of limes and bells the lights all sneered to golden. fruits: Aladdin's garden, thought Jocelyn. This time see found her fa.ther In the outer room of his lodging, alone. At her knock a footstep hurried to tie,door. It opened and Nick stood before her, He seemed for a flase diPappointed at what he had found there on his threehold. "I didn't expect to see yell again," be said. "I thought you'd had enough." "Enough? Father, I've been living to get back here. Are we alone?" "For the present wo are." "Then may I took into your ether rooms?" 4 (Continued Next Week) Mexico's Killowatt Crooks (Condensed from New York Herald Triburne, in Reader's Digeen Bizarre species of comfiecation threatens, the electric light and power companies of Mexico. The two com- panies teat control .practically all of the energy generated in Mexico -the Mexican Light & Power Co. of To- ronto, Canada, and a Mexican sub- sidiary of American & Foreign Power Co. -are losing 25 per oen,t of their output Irause of ingenious pilfer - leg. . Company manta.gens hese discover- ed there are 140 ways of stealing elee- tricity, but they cannot check the practicer effectively because stealing current tit Mexico isn't crime. A civil action can bebrought to:collect for stolen curnrent, bu!: the oeurts are net xtesponsive. It is foreign ,eapitel, do why worry? Recently a new plant wa&ilflt at a cost of 110,000,000 -to or. 230,- Her heart went plunging. y protege and my protector." Jock rose and bowed. Ile was the ling man with the queer eyebrows rel tire flexible nose, the one who ad thrown the knife. "Done stop playing. May I watch he game?" ' "We're quitting, Miss Sandal. So ;mg, Old Nick. See you later at the 'outing grounds, Ayieward." They went, slipping into tight neat oats, slapping on their hats at rakish ngles, smiling at Lynda last with robing 10014 Jock stayed near the table gather' ng up the cerds. "Whry did you knife the Knave of iatruonde, Mr. Ayleward?" asked ewertiog her down through the house with it rtrmors of revelry and play. Jocelyn's secret life had been al- most smothered out' by its strong and ancient enemy, the conventional idea; and since her anrival in New York ,her mother held given tee fire and verve of the girl nothing to feed up- on except blue one bright banging to eseape. Marcella should have moved even mere Tepidly, Neat, with the front dolor of her fife barred, JoeeAY11 had climbed out lof a window in the:im- ntermstal fashion of all Jailed adven- turers In these strange days and nightie that foie:weed her first escae- ade .lbeelytt foUndi herself saying, as lemedeleted hem Ai% in, 10100•0* Di0e4) . . • The tuck rietteeett to be aeferei- ture vat.. r.- filettittetop- pee '" • • a • '8 or watiebelles It• ,pulfee tt. ei meeqUite tree Pa West TeXaSI, 30 ziee from aw tee man habitatign. Anenegate was let 'down, and a mounted horeeetan rode out! Other men left the ca,b s'eat. The rider las- soed e fat steer that dozed nearby; and iui two minutes tete men had haz- ed it into, the .tuck. elea precess Wa.154 repeated, without foss or *ley, until four more eteers Were metered. The horseman rode back in and the truck rolled on. Closely related, to the activities of the truck was a crude sign nailed to a tree in New Meek*: $500 Reward For Cattle Thieves Just. H.elp Us Cateh Thera We Wont Have No Trial Quite a few statistics, exist to prove that thie is 1938 and the American. West is no Mager wild Yet more American cattle are being rustled in 1938 than ever before! The whole business of cattle thiev- ery 'has been streamlined. Modern rustlers use vans to speed; stole)i cat- tle to faraway cities Fences, receive the &tie:rep-worth up to $100 apiece -- and Wye them butchered, frozen and placed on sale within 24 hours. Sheriffs axe neatly helpless. A west- ern serene may have only six depu- ties to cover all crime in a county bigger than Massachusetts. Moreover, the cattle owners may not miss his stolen steers until the next roundup. If an officer does happen to catch a rustler, be must have abundant proof and the actual owner of a cow cannot prove ownerseip if the branded hide is removed. Many cows are butcher- ed in the wilds at night, put in refrig- erator trucks arid delivered direct to meat stores. If some honest butcher aik where the beef originated, the van people are ready With an answer. They (have bought or leased a bit of land and keep several cows on it. Apparently they are just small operators, trying to get a start in the trade by cutting prices under the big packers and slaughterhouses. The butcher makes his purchase, conscience clear. Often the rustlers' preparations are amazingly teorough, Near Phoenix, Arizona, tee sheriff stopped a truck with half a. dozen steers in it. The officer- pulled his gun --but he needn't have. The two men on tee truck were jest honest -looking boys, with nary a pistol or rifle between them. "Wlitese cows?" demandied the offi- cer. "Them is Mr. Lawson's," the driver said. "We're taking them to the Lawson ra.nch over at Kingman in IVIchave County. Here's the bill of The paper was exactly in form. It described the cows; their brands ehecked. Apparently Toni Lawson had -bought the cows from Grimes and Wilson, near Lordsburg, New Mexico. The sheriff had heard of Lawson's ra nc le and everythir seemed legal, but, to be on the S 1, side he held the men while he put :!: a phone call l'Or Tom Lawson at Itingrnan. Law- son said yessir he had eent for six tows. The sheriff ,apologized to the truckers and let them go. He told his deputies about it later, and one Who had lived in Mohave County said, "Tom Lawson's ranch ain't got no phone." The sberiff look- ed blank and called Kingman again. Correct, the Law -son ranee had no phone. The "Toni Lawson" who had received the call had lived in an auto- mobile camp cabin on the outskirts 000,000 kilowatt hours; for the grow- ing business; before it was finished, increased stealing had absorbed the new capacity. The simplest device for burglariz- ing current is within the reach of the humble2out-stomer-a thin curved rod which emirs the current around the meter. Experts in tampering with meters boldly col:brass from house to house, selling thie and more cutraing tricke. In many cases consumers get all tee current they want by tapping street- cattiest -without even being on the company's books An entire new real estate addition provided current for its houses, by cleverly tapping neighbonhood wires. They were steal- ing current while applications were on tire waiting list because the com- panies could not add to their load. A country club has done the same thing and refused to make amends. In many parts of the country such, thefts have cut off prefits comptetely. The coefeJanies' laber costs, includ- ing secial benefits. have gone up 55 per cent during the last year. They haven't been allowed te increase their rates for 20 years. And if the plants are forced to suspend operations the government declares. them bankrupt and takes them over. There is little doubt that the per- eietent 0.1141010SA y of the gove•rnment toward tee plants expresses ri. diefln- ite to confiscate them -in line with the growing determination to coneecate all foreignowned property. It gives added evidenee of the ir- repressible craze that is sweepin,g Mexice hell-bent for industrial and commercial chaos. ?cg fao WileXCINM400q) , Rulghthood NVUOki IllOwseV Of bilsa rlo,rvieW 'e")11S',.)744t1(01a •It leer are 14We/reed art enbliferren -tapettrief$ *41°TeiheMtlinletiviarehOU.S' by. tbe e hal;;Xil e*dre,3to.1%Vi4 1. a basement, and 'srinee htan o4fl building- with, uneven" direnteretlea Of ,Blee heat, telneeroetres on the ilciere *wry; Became of this, it is Melte to Move . antique glees born one inlet to an, irtqli other. An Intereetionel Studio tont;EJ dal once saw a fifteenblindeetiebellei Vunetitetyawpa ianvaise painiteckitngasitqearte.ete•d tra qiil = Mr. Hearst's famous Seale* Mon- astery of Saeratnenia occupies the basement and bell of tee fled gime Sacramenia -was a Cistercian monas- tery founded in. the twtelfee century by Alfonso VII of Castile, who could never hare heard of the Bronx be- cause' there was no Bronx then. It was sold to Mr, Hearst by an art dealer named Bent and now reposes• ix fourteera, thousand numbered mutes weighing around five hundred pounds apiece. The numbered stones pre- sumably could be fitted together like a Illeccene set. Parish -Watson con- siders the monastery the supreme test of his, salesmanehip. "You can't break up a thing like that," he says. "With a monastery it's all or nothing, damn it." He is working on the civic pride at a couple of Western munici- palities. "It is humiliating to think teat only New. York has a monument to Gothic art like the Cloisters," he tells the out -of -tow n millionaires. in order to get rid of the monastery, Mr. Hearst may have to throw in a bit of Gothic statuary and some stain- ed glass as lagniappe. Once it is set up, however, Parish -Watson antici- • pates tlrat he will be able to sell some tapestries and paintings to make the interior seem homier. The publisher has a second monastery, also knocked down, stoned out at San Simeon, in case Paristh-Watson flushes two cus- tomers. 4 Ci•T t- • -eel* p • •444446%• • Sf 11.1 „ • It`Nlea• 11W. ,,11 40:0 • Pi;', TDIE opst Godukult er- 9;30.•'' Holmesvilie 64te Clinten .649' Seaforth 711 St. Celninbas ,...,..:• 7,17 Dublin . 7:214 mitchat 7.30: West 41.06 . • 41.4 ama, 11,30 9.47 Clinton 11.45 1011l0 Goderieh 12.05 1025 -Mitchell, Dublin. Seaforth C.P.R. TIME TABLE East • Goderieh Almost McGaw• Auburn Walton MeNaught Toronto. West Toronto, McNaught Walton Blyth Auburn A European art man who has been MeGaw to the 13rona warehouse several times Menset" to appraise things remarked that he, Goderieh had no idea w-hy Hearst wanted. to I collect so many different objects. "My1 only conception," he isairi, "is that he had the leteintion to found a museum. He had been impressed by the photo- , graphs, uacrated, of Mr. Hearst that: are scattered all over the place and turn up in the most unexpeeted cor- ners. A good many of the photo- gra.pths, he said, showed Mr. Hearst at a fancy dress ball, rigged up as Napoleon. Mr. White has another explanation for Mr. Hearst's accumulative versa- tility. "Mr, Hearst exceeds- all other collectors in the catholicity of his tastes' Mr. White says, of the town. To oombat this new -style rustling, the Cattlemsn are reverting to their traditional direct' action. They are, for inetance, erecting a few signs like the one posted on the tree in New Mexico. Another one, meaning pre- P.M. 4.20 4.24 4,33 ' 4.43 4.52 5.05 5.15 9.00 A.M. 8.30 12.03' • 12.13 12.23 1222 1240 12.46 1225 cisely what it says, declaims that "we are out after cattle rustlers' and will pay for same dead or on th.e hoot" T,here is no record -nor will there be -of the results. But on the sher- iff's books lir the southwestern cow. states are several unexplaanad kill- ings. Bodies have been found out on the desert, with bullet holes in them. Other men have just disappeared,. Those old rusticuss ranchers are standing guard in 48-ihour shifts in some elections, each man with a bag of grub, canteen, pistol and rifle. They perch on hillocks where they can command long stretches Of high- way. Sometimes they "plant" a. bunch of steers as temptation for thieves. If' you hear of more "mystery 'mur- ders" out west this year and next, and there is less howling from the cattlemen a.bbut rfiseling, you'll know the reason why. c1ieSNAPS140T CUIL KEEPING SCORE Corn For Husking Corn for ihmtking---developed well this seavott and the yield per acre is placed at 42.7 bushels as against 32.7 buseele in 1937. Total production amounted bo 7,696,000 bushels and is 2,287,000 bushels greater than last year, Most of this crop is grawn in Essex and Kent Countie.e, and cor- respondlehts report that husking has proceeded much more rapidly the.41 -us- ual this Fall, due to revere:We wea- ther oon4dItions. Corn is well matur- ed, and reerrellfahly dry fot this time of year. Correct exposure, as in this snapshot, yields more pleasing pictures. Use an exposure guide. WINGING out of autumn, why net tk" pause for a moment to total up your season's picture -score, before You dive into the fun of this winter's picture -taking? Take your recent prints, figure out your batting average, determine your most frequent mistakes -and you will be better able to avoid those errors in the future. How marry times were you "struck out" by underexposure? Bring out those underexposed films, and study them. Are they mostly early -morn- ing or late -afternoon shots? ef so, you should watch the sun more carefully. When it is near the hori- zon, andtbegins to take on a yellow tinge, its light is much weaker -and you should compensate by using a wider lens opening, or a slowet shutter speed. Did you underexpose on cloilde days? Light is weaker then. The lat- itude of modern films will take care of reasonable error's in exposure, but en a drill day it's always safe to open up the lens to the next larger mark -f.6.3 'instead of 1.8, for ex- ample. If you Underexposed on blight) sunny days, wh•en the light Watt at Its best, you Were s1m1 using .860 email a lone Opening for Vint ante ter speed. An inexpensive pocket exposure guide will help protect you from such errors -get one, and use It on every camera excursion. They cost but little -and some are given away free. 0 How about blurred pictures, from subject movement or camera un- eteadiness? Here's an easy cure. Just use a' eigher shutter speed. If your customary exposure is 1/25 second at fel, try using 1/50 sec - end at 1.8 or even 1/100 second at 1.6.3. And another point; when you press the shutter release, don't jerk. Hold the camera firmly, push the release easily. Pretend you're firing a rifle at a distant target, and the shutter release lever Is the trigger. •, Are your pictures framed eor- reedy? Do they show what you-ex- peeted? If not, watch that view- finder! It Ores you a "prevlevr" of the picture. Is Poetising correct, de- tails sharply defined? If not, prac- tice judging distance, So you ean set the career& scale Correctly -and try Using a tapeitettente or range- finder for elostesenn A picture inveittbfrie• trel1ehg.•01160144 • -tote tiotlim *hrititIV ytteto'botter:41 „Winter itiliteohotitib' 41: ' ;LP '"7-e'et r,•; 0,4 HAVEriii, MELO . , .SuCceadIng R. S. Hays . ilftragtere• Sophltorh. Oneheyancere ad Notary's Pntilie._ Soljeitons for tzwrirownintiiii Bank. , moo lai) 'vox of the Unnininn Bak SettfOrtli. Money tO loan. It-Sti DANCEY & BOLSBY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, ETC. LOFTUS' E. DANCEY, RC. . P. J. SOLSBY GODERICH . BRUSSELS 12-47 ELMER D. BELL, B.A. Successor to John II: Best BarrLster, Solicitor, Notary Publin Seatorth - Ontario, 1241 • McCONNELL & HAYS Barristers, Solicitors, Etc. Patrick D. McConnell - II. Glenn Hays SEAFORTH, ONT. Telephone 174 3693 - VETERINARY o A. R. eAMPBELL, V.S. Graduate of Ontario Veterinary Col- lege,University of Toronto. 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' Physician and Surgeon Phone 90." Office John St., Seaforth. 12-48 ' DR. F. J. BURROWS - Office, Main Street, over 'Dominion Bank Bldg. Hours: 2 •to 5 p.m. and 7 to 8 p.m., and by appointment. Residence, Goderich Street, two doors west of the United Church. Phone 46. • 12 -as DR. HUGH H. ROSS Grathiate of University of Toronto, Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lege of Physicians and Surgetme of Ontario; pass graduate course in OhicagohGlinlcal School of Chicago ; Royal Opthalmie Hospital, London, England; University Hospital, Lon- don, England. Office -Beck of Do- minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5. Night calls answered from residence, Victoria Street, Seaforth. 12-3s DR. F. J. R. FORSTER Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Graduate hi Medicine, University of Toronto. Late assistant New 'York Opthal- reel and .Aural Institute, Moorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitata, London, Eng. At Commercial Hotel, Seaforth, third Wednesday in each month, from 1.30 p.m. to 4.30 p.m.. 63 Waterloo Street South, Strat- ford:. 12-31 DENTAL DR. J. A. McTAGGART Graduate Royal College of Dental Sufgeons, Toronto. Office at Heneall, Ont. Phone 106. • it. -37 AUCTIONEERS HAROLD DALE Lleensed Auctioneer Specialist in farm and theusehold Salea. Priees reasonable. For dates and infornhatfon, Write or phone Har- old Dale, Phone 149, Seaforth, or apply at The liepesitor moo. 1t -al 'the Walker Cup Match at St. An- Iffeinvert has inspli'-ed this glory. A bowtenhatted spectator strayed len to a cone &bring a recent sithteur charmtplenehip. "Hoyt IS Melee doing?" he asked a metaber of &he gaBenet . "Three rip," was ther MAI, to entice there wee anether finery: "And Boiler the rititsr broke doltert 4'17 FOURTH I NSTAI,M,nN T • SYNOPSIS Jocelyn Herlewel, raised in a Francb convent, at the age of eighteen, joins her mother, Mar- cell; in New York. Worried about her safety, because she is unfamiliar with bhe 'mar:tern world arid ,has developed into a beauti- ful womare her mother's, first 'wish Is to get her safety -married. At- tereleng her first ball, Jocefen meets Felix Kent, rich, handsome and nineteen 7ea,rs older than herself. Encouraged by her mother, she and Felix quickly be- come engaged. Aleme , in her apartmentone night, a cripple, Nick Sandal, enters by the fire- eseape, eonfides in her that he is her father and That her real name is Lynda •Sandian Uncer- tain about whether she wants to get married so quickly, Jeceleu becomes irritable with Felix and one night decides to go to talk •things over with her mysterious father. As Lynda Sandal she goes to his house, climbs three flights of stairs and enters, a room where he is sitting itb several men iu t'he micht of Ia card game to whom he introduces her as his daughter. "I want to see you, Father. I got Out tee way you Showed me. Mother doesn't know I'm here." "Nothing wrong then?" 'I felt, that I muat see you. There's something in me that belongs' to you. And. I axa really very lenely." "Lonely? Witte a fiance and a mother and a crowd of friends?" "Ilene is still a stranger. Mother doesn't want to love me; she has told me so. I have no friends." Nick put an arm roughly about her. "All eiget, Lynda. I'll be your friend_ I (lane mind loving you. Only it's a rash move on your part, you know. I'm not the most creditable parent in the world. "But look here, old girl. . You're been caTefully raised in a religious atmosphere and ell that. Doesn't your little old conscience say anything about deceiving a kind mother and that good, fellow with the neat face whose photograph you snowed me?" "My conscience? But, Father, haven't I a sort of duty to you? Don't you need me as much as thee o?" "No, 1 don't. And you haven't. Don't fool yourself. You cane bolster up your conscience with that trick, my girl." ' Jocelyn began to look passitinate and her yellow eyes glowed. "All right. I don't care. Mother won't tell me any -thing. She hes her secrets and she keeps them. I shall eave one of my own. Feltz is as locked up as his own great big shining safe. They both keep lifereal life, away from me as though it were some sort of reptile. I want to know people, all kinds, of people, different sorts of people. I want to know ,how good it is to be bad, and how bad It may be to be good. 1 want adventure, risks, dan- gers; 1 want-" "You want too much. You're only a girl and- what's worse, you're a young lady! Laugh that off if you an, Miss Jocelyn Harlowe." "Hush! Not here. Here I'm Lynda Sandal." At that Nick threw back his head nd laughed. "You win.. Anti I surrender. Lynda Sandal, I hereby take you as my child for better or for worse and premise to show you all the reality and the deenture 1 can decently supply. In order to seal our coinpact and to how my sincerity," he stood up, lift - 01 harel in a great gesture and raised his voice, "Lynda, I want you to meet some of my friend's." At the changed, timbre of his voice, he four card players turned. "Boys, I want to present to you my laughter, Miss Lynda Sandal. Mr. •ames Drury, Mr. Saul Morrison and r. Gustave Lowe. Jock Ayleward, Lynda watching him. "He's an Old elielnY of mine, 1086 Sandal. He louree like a reae knave 1.1010W." "Well," draWled"Sandal from be- hind themwith sudden suave sever- ity, enext time you throw knives en my premises I'll kice you out of there." Jock turned to melee at him with sweetness "Pm, szeiry, Old, Nick, When I think of that Felix face of his it brings the devil up into ,my brain, I go blend." Jocelyn found herself stammering. "A F ---Felix 'face? You nieane-tbe Knave of Diamonds? Why do you call him that? He reminds you of some one named Felix whom You hate?" • "Well, yes, Mite Sandel. A regular knave-- -e' "But, plea& tell me. Felix who?" "Hold ..• your fool tongue, Tuck," ectied Nick fiercely. "And get out of here. Can't I have iny rooms to my - gen sometimes vvithout a cub of • cardebasper loafing about thein!" Ayleward, scared and blinking, like a boy that has been cuffed ruthless- ly unieteltigible, excuse and got him- self and withouteWerning, muttered seems out hastily. Jocelyn turned to her father as the deer Closed. "Why did you stop him? Was it - has it ea -teeing to do with my 'Felix?" "No, you little idiot! Didn't you ever her of Felix the Cat? 1 thought nee You don't know anything, do ytm? He's a cartoon pussy of vary- ing adventures. You leave our lingo alone, girl, uncle give you a few les- sons. I stopped him because once he gets on that Felix Cat subject there's no getting rid of him. Come and slit down here" Before she left her father, that strange adventurous night, Jocelyn questioned him: "What is the hunting ground?" "A gambling place." "Do you tate my mother?" ' "I've outgrown hatreds," "Do you want me to marry Felix Kent?" A shrug. "Mr. Dooley eaid, 'Take tire first one- that •asks you, They're all alike.' Kent has money so he'll probable run straight." "Do you suppose he'll make me happy?" "We, My dear. No men- has ever made a woman happy. She must man- ufacture happiness for herself, or ac- euire none." • "I think that you and my mother are elik,e." "Gad forbid!" he murmured. "You do hate her! I mean, alike in ties one respect. Neither of yeti has fcuad thappiness in being loved." After a long and troubled silence she asked •him., "When may I come again to see you?" "Whenever you please, my dear, or can make it convenient. I am nearly always at home. Most of the time on this old sofa. Every day I find it •hard- er lo get about." eOh Father, cant something be dene?" He streak bis head. "Jock has done what he could for me. He takes care of me now, you must know. It's fair enougth. There was a time weep. 1 took care of him." "He loves you, Father. I can see that when he smiles." "He's not a bad scout but don't 'gee romantic about him, Lynda. He's not the man your Felix is, for instance. He les a poor outlook in life and a character which might be called un- sta ble." "He's loyal to you." " U le hum ." "There's a sort of stability in "Uli-hum, Emotionally I sihould ray the Was a sort of bulldog. But that's because, Perham he's not been cod - died any by life. He knows the value of the few people that care for him." "Who else beside you, Father?" tthe bright-eyed cripple laughed in a low and taunting key. "About a doyen women, roughly speaking." It silenced Lynda on •that theme. • He put her himself into a taxicab, I she ,eouteniplated h .tW*, guardians I Wit11.1-these r changed dense of- 'hers: "How eau they be so blind? How ,cart they be so bleed?" They were, however, more sensitive to her ' perhaps than, she imagined. One evening Felix questioned her Heretofore ,Joeelyni b.ad been, the questioner. "W,hy," he asked her, Vo you look so conventional tonight?" Jocelyn, was -wearing white and her heir was sleek as an otter's skin about her &moth face. "You used: to say I didn't look as ought to; conventional, teat. is." "To night you do." He went over to her, s01 on the arm of her chair and bent above her, eapturnag her in one verong arm. • "Looe, child, I have to be away from you tor a fortnight presently." Her heart went plunging, whether for joy or sorrew sth.e could' not for the life of her pave told. "When I come back done you think we could short- en this engagement of ours a little? I'm weeny of convent airs. "I want a wife!" Jocelyn's( eyes leaped to her mother for aid, for rescue. Mareella spoke in measure as though she vtere•rectiting, "I can see no reason for keeping you waiting much longer, Felix. I did say a four months' engagement but it seems to me that you have tested each other's affections now suf- ficiently, laave bad time to draw close to each other. Of course we must wait until the end of the Lenten. sea - sou. It might be possible to arninge foe a wedding then. Wthile you are away in Arieona I shall go to the sisters. I veil ask Cousin Sara Mul- let' to come d,nd stay her with Joce- lyn. I think the child will be glad to hare this little interval of loneli- nese. She will be able to prepare herself for the great -for the happy change." The girl looked from one to the other. "You mean you'll both go away? You'll leave me alone here for all those days before . . . before-?" Felix bent to her lips. Before his own fell upon them he said in a low key, "Much safer for you, my dar- ling, to be rid of me just now." And the kiss see dreaded, fell upon her with the anguish of a blow. Swiftly the thought came to her, tI shall be free. I shall be almost free." . "I, thinethink," she said and there was an echo in her voice of Nick San- dal's irony, "I don't remember that either of you has asked what I want, have you?" Felix laughed with tenderness. Mar- cella -protested, "Jocelyn!" Jocelyn turned to them, her face bent down and her smiling eyes list- ed. "L -don't -say no, -Mother. And Fel- ix, I don't say, Yes" Their faces locked into tyranny and anger, both controlled as out of in- dulgence to a cited. "But while you are both away," she confronted their tyranny with proud and secret eyes, "I -wills ---decide' Events shaped themselves rapidly to make her quest of the truth pos- sible. Cousin, Sera came, an old wo- man with an ear trumpet, very active and very lame, who garleed about the city all day with a passionate enthus• iastm for •shopping, and went to bed at night exhausted by her own ner- rolls activity. To superintend Joc(,- tyai/s trouseeau, to buy what must be bought, to stow it away, ell this was a sort of wistful heaven to the poor old lady. She did not even begin to think of understanding Jocelyn. After Felix had been gone four days -and Jocelyn rather anxiously recog- nized that She missed hitn-eand after Marcella had been buried in her con- vent for as long a time, after Cousin Sara had settled in like some squir- reecreatufe to the routine of acquisi- tion and repose, there came a night . . . Mary's night out. wheu Joce- lyn drew from her old trunk the pleated skirt and the small dark jacket and the tam-o'-shanter and ran her fingers through thee hair. It was a thick night with fog across the river and a rnultritudinous voice of limes and bells the lights all sneered to golden. fruits: Aladdin's garden, thought Jocelyn. This time see found her fa.ther In the outer room of his lodging, alone. At her knock a footstep hurried to tie,door. It opened and Nick stood before her, He seemed for a flase diPappointed at what he had found there on his threehold. "I didn't expect to see yell again," be said. "I thought you'd had enough." "Enough? Father, I've been living to get back here. Are we alone?" "For the present wo are." "Then may I took into your ether rooms?" 4 (Continued Next Week) Mexico's Killowatt Crooks (Condensed from New York Herald Triburne, in Reader's Digeen Bizarre species of comfiecation threatens, the electric light and power companies of Mexico. The two com- panies teat control .practically all of the energy generated in Mexico -the Mexican Light & Power Co. of To- ronto, Canada, and a Mexican sub- sidiary of American & Foreign Power Co. -are losing 25 per oen,t of their output Irause of ingenious pilfer - leg. . Company manta.gens hese discover- ed there are 140 ways of stealing elee- tricity, but they cannot check the practicer effectively because stealing current tit Mexico isn't crime. A civil action can bebrought to:collect for stolen curnrent, bu!: the oeurts are net xtesponsive. It is foreign ,eapitel, do why worry? Recently a new plant wa&ilflt at a cost of 110,000,000 -to or. 230,- Her heart went plunging. y protege and my protector." Jock rose and bowed. Ile was the ling man with the queer eyebrows rel tire flexible nose, the one who ad thrown the knife. "Done stop playing. May I watch he game?" ' "We're quitting, Miss Sandal. So ;mg, Old Nick. See you later at the 'outing grounds, Ayieward." They went, slipping into tight neat oats, slapping on their hats at rakish ngles, smiling at Lynda last with robing 10014 Jock stayed near the table gather' ng up the cerds. "Whry did you knife the Knave of iatruonde, Mr. Ayleward?" asked ewertiog her down through the house with it rtrmors of revelry and play. Jocelyn's secret life had been al- most smothered out' by its strong and ancient enemy, the conventional idea; and since her anrival in New York ,her mother held given tee fire and verve of the girl nothing to feed up- on except blue one bright banging to eseape. Marcella should have moved even mere Tepidly, Neat, with the front dolor of her fife barred, JoeeAY11 had climbed out lof a window in the:im- ntermstal fashion of all Jailed adven- turers In these strange days and nightie that foie:weed her first escae- ade .lbeelytt foUndi herself saying, as lemedeleted hem Ai% in, 10100•0* Di0e4) . . • The tuck rietteeett to be aeferei- ture vat.. r.- filettittetop- pee '" • • a • '8 or watiebelles It• ,pulfee tt. ei meeqUite tree Pa West TeXaSI, 30 ziee from aw tee man habitatign. Anenegate was let 'down, and a mounted horeeetan rode out! Other men left the ca,b s'eat. The rider las- soed e fat steer that dozed nearby; and iui two minutes tete men had haz- ed it into, the .tuck. elea precess Wa.154 repeated, without foss or *ley, until four more eteers Were metered. The horseman rode back in and the truck rolled on. Closely related, to the activities of the truck was a crude sign nailed to a tree in New Meek*: $500 Reward For Cattle Thieves Just. H.elp Us Cateh Thera We Wont Have No Trial Quite a few statistics, exist to prove that thie is 1938 and the American. West is no Mager wild Yet more American cattle are being rustled in 1938 than ever before! The whole business of cattle thiev- ery 'has been streamlined. Modern rustlers use vans to speed; stole)i cat- tle to faraway cities Fences, receive the &tie:rep-worth up to $100 apiece -- and Wye them butchered, frozen and placed on sale within 24 hours. Sheriffs axe neatly helpless. A west- ern serene may have only six depu- ties to cover all crime in a county bigger than Massachusetts. Moreover, the cattle owners may not miss his stolen steers until the next roundup. If an officer does happen to catch a rustler, be must have abundant proof and the actual owner of a cow cannot prove ownerseip if the branded hide is removed. Many cows are butcher- ed in the wilds at night, put in refrig- erator trucks arid delivered direct to meat stores. If some honest butcher aik where the beef originated, the van people are ready With an answer. They (have bought or leased a bit of land and keep several cows on it. Apparently they are just small operators, trying to get a start in the trade by cutting prices under the big packers and slaughterhouses. The butcher makes his purchase, conscience clear. Often the rustlers' preparations are amazingly teorough, Near Phoenix, Arizona, tee sheriff stopped a truck with half a. dozen steers in it. The officer- pulled his gun --but he needn't have. The two men on tee truck were jest honest -looking boys, with nary a pistol or rifle between them. "Wlitese cows?" demandied the offi- cer. "Them is Mr. Lawson's," the driver said. "We're taking them to the Lawson ra.nch over at Kingman in IVIchave County. Here's the bill of The paper was exactly in form. It described the cows; their brands ehecked. Apparently Toni Lawson had -bought the cows from Grimes and Wilson, near Lordsburg, New Mexico. The sheriff had heard of Lawson's ra nc le and everythir seemed legal, but, to be on the S 1, side he held the men while he put :!: a phone call l'Or Tom Lawson at Itingrnan. Law- son said yessir he had eent for six tows. The sheriff ,apologized to the truckers and let them go. He told his deputies about it later, and one Who had lived in Mohave County said, "Tom Lawson's ranch ain't got no phone." The sberiff look- ed blank and called Kingman again. Correct, the Law -son ranee had no phone. The "Toni Lawson" who had received the call had lived in an auto- mobile camp cabin on the outskirts 000,000 kilowatt hours; for the grow- ing business; before it was finished, increased stealing had absorbed the new capacity. The simplest device for burglariz- ing current is within the reach of the humble2out-stomer-a thin curved rod which emirs the current around the meter. Experts in tampering with meters boldly col:brass from house to house, selling thie and more cutraing tricke. In many cases consumers get all tee current they want by tapping street- cattiest -without even being on the company's books An entire new real estate addition provided current for its houses, by cleverly tapping neighbonhood wires. They were steal- ing current while applications were on tire waiting list because the com- panies could not add to their load. A country club has done the same thing and refused to make amends. In many parts of the country such, thefts have cut off prefits comptetely. The coefeJanies' laber costs, includ- ing secial benefits. have gone up 55 per cent during the last year. They haven't been allowed te increase their rates for 20 years. And if the plants are forced to suspend operations the government declares. them bankrupt and takes them over. There is little doubt that the per- eietent 0.1141010SA y of the gove•rnment toward tee plants expresses ri. diefln- ite to confiscate them -in line with the growing determination to coneecate all foreignowned property. It gives added evidenee of the ir- repressible craze that is sweepin,g Mexice hell-bent for industrial and commercial chaos. ?cg fao WileXCINM400q) , Rulghthood NVUOki IllOwseV Of bilsa rlo,rvieW 'e")11S',.)744t1(01a •It leer are 14We/reed art enbliferren -tapettrief$ *41°TeiheMtlinletiviarehOU.S' by. tbe e hal;;Xil e*dre,3to.1%Vi4 1. a basement, and 'srinee htan o4fl building- with, uneven" direnteretlea Of ,Blee heat, telneeroetres on the ilciere *wry; Became of this, it is Melte to Move . antique glees born one inlet to an, irtqli other. An Intereetionel Studio tont;EJ dal once saw a fifteenblindeetiebellei Vunetitetyawpa ianvaise painiteckitngasitqearte.ete•d tra qiil = Mr. Hearst's famous Seale* Mon- astery of Saeratnenia occupies the basement and bell of tee fled gime Sacramenia -was a Cistercian monas- tery founded in. the twtelfee century by Alfonso VII of Castile, who could never hare heard of the Bronx be- cause' there was no Bronx then. It was sold to Mr, Hearst by an art dealer named Bent and now reposes• ix fourteera, thousand numbered mutes weighing around five hundred pounds apiece. The numbered stones pre- sumably could be fitted together like a Illeccene set. Parish -Watson con- siders the monastery the supreme test of his, salesmanehip. "You can't break up a thing like that," he says. "With a monastery it's all or nothing, damn it." He is working on the civic pride at a couple of Western munici- palities. "It is humiliating to think teat only New. York has a monument to Gothic art like the Cloisters," he tells the out -of -tow n millionaires. in order to get rid of the monastery, Mr. Hearst may have to throw in a bit of Gothic statuary and some stain- ed glass as lagniappe. Once it is set up, however, Parish -Watson antici- • pates tlrat he will be able to sell some tapestries and paintings to make the interior seem homier. The publisher has a second monastery, also knocked down, stoned out at San Simeon, in case Paristh-Watson flushes two cus- tomers. 4 Ci•T t- • -eel* p • •444446%• • Sf 11.1 „ • It`Nlea• 11W. ,,11 40:0 • Pi;', TDIE opst Godukult er- 9;30.•'' Holmesvilie 64te Clinten .649' Seaforth 711 St. Celninbas ,...,..:• 7,17 Dublin . 7:214 mitchat 7.30: West 41.06 . • 41.4 ama, 11,30 9.47 Clinton 11.45 1011l0 Goderieh 12.05 1025 -Mitchell, Dublin. Seaforth C.P.R. TIME TABLE East • Goderieh Almost McGaw• Auburn Walton MeNaught Toronto. West Toronto, McNaught Walton Blyth Auburn A European art man who has been MeGaw to the 13rona warehouse several times Menset" to appraise things remarked that he, Goderieh had no idea w-hy Hearst wanted. to I collect so many different objects. "My1 only conception," he isairi, "is that he had the leteintion to found a museum. He had been impressed by the photo- , graphs, uacrated, of Mr. Hearst that: are scattered all over the place and turn up in the most unexpeeted cor- ners. A good many of the photo- gra.pths, he said, showed Mr. Hearst at a fancy dress ball, rigged up as Napoleon. Mr. White has another explanation for Mr. Hearst's accumulative versa- tility. "Mr, Hearst exceeds- all other collectors in the catholicity of his tastes' Mr. White says, of the town. To oombat this new -style rustling, the Cattlemsn are reverting to their traditional direct' action. They are, for inetance, erecting a few signs like the one posted on the tree in New Mexico. Another one, meaning pre- P.M. 4.20 4.24 4,33 ' 4.43 4.52 5.05 5.15 9.00 A.M. 8.30 12.03' • 12.13 12.23 1222 1240 12.46 1225 cisely what it says, declaims that "we are out after cattle rustlers' and will pay for same dead or on th.e hoot" T,here is no record -nor will there be -of the results. But on the sher- iff's books lir the southwestern cow. states are several unexplaanad kill- ings. Bodies have been found out on the desert, with bullet holes in them. Other men have just disappeared,. Those old rusticuss ranchers are standing guard in 48-ihour shifts in some elections, each man with a bag of grub, canteen, pistol and rifle. They perch on hillocks where they can command long stretches Of high- way. Sometimes they "plant" a. bunch of steers as temptation for thieves. If' you hear of more "mystery 'mur- ders" out west this year and next, and there is less howling from the cattlemen a.bbut rfiseling, you'll know the reason why. c1ieSNAPS140T CUIL KEEPING SCORE Corn For Husking Corn for ihmtking---developed well this seavott and the yield per acre is placed at 42.7 bushels as against 32.7 buseele in 1937. Total production amounted bo 7,696,000 bushels and is 2,287,000 bushels greater than last year, Most of this crop is grawn in Essex and Kent Countie.e, and cor- respondlehts report that husking has proceeded much more rapidly the.41 -us- ual this Fall, due to revere:We wea- ther oon4dItions. Corn is well matur- ed, and reerrellfahly dry fot this time of year. Correct exposure, as in this snapshot, yields more pleasing pictures. Use an exposure guide. WINGING out of autumn, why net tk" pause for a moment to total up your season's picture -score, before You dive into the fun of this winter's picture -taking? Take your recent prints, figure out your batting average, determine your most frequent mistakes -and you will be better able to avoid those errors in the future. How marry times were you "struck out" by underexposure? Bring out those underexposed films, and study them. Are they mostly early -morn- ing or late -afternoon shots? ef so, you should watch the sun more carefully. When it is near the hori- zon, andtbegins to take on a yellow tinge, its light is much weaker -and you should compensate by using a wider lens opening, or a slowet shutter speed. Did you underexpose on cloilde days? Light is weaker then. The lat- itude of modern films will take care of reasonable error's in exposure, but en a drill day it's always safe to open up the lens to the next larger mark -f.6.3 'instead of 1.8, for ex- ample. If you Underexposed on blight) sunny days, wh•en the light Watt at Its best, you Were s1m1 using .860 email a lone Opening for Vint ante ter speed. An inexpensive pocket exposure guide will help protect you from such errors -get one, and use It on every camera excursion. They cost but little -and some are given away free. 0 How about blurred pictures, from subject movement or camera un- eteadiness? Here's an easy cure. Just use a' eigher shutter speed. If your customary exposure is 1/25 second at fel, try using 1/50 sec - end at 1.8 or even 1/100 second at 1.6.3. And another point; when you press the shutter release, don't jerk. Hold the camera firmly, push the release easily. Pretend you're firing a rifle at a distant target, and the shutter release lever Is the trigger. •, Are your pictures framed eor- reedy? Do they show what you-ex- peeted? If not, watch that view- finder! It Ores you a "prevlevr" of the picture. Is Poetising correct, de- tails sharply defined? If not, prac- tice judging distance, So you ean set the career& scale Correctly -and try Using a tapeitettente or range- finder for elostesenn A picture inveittbfrie• trel1ehg.•01160144 • -tote tiotlim *hrititIV ytteto'botter:41 „Winter itiliteohotitib' 41: ' ;LP '"7-e'et r,•; 0,4