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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1940-11-08, Page 7•8• ..7..".••dr" 7. S8seetesee...n, ntstamargateftwwww..........'la--.a •., ' „.; ,• .'.41404,0. -BELL, 04.: ,., OlOdefatOlhIC john X Heat e - ' • Wrist. er, eSeGoitor, -Netaryi- Piggies Seafarti4 - Oinfliff0 6 MeCOINE1,41.1 & HAYS Baefir.iffkifra, POMO* WA. ?Atria D. McConnell - a Glenn Hai% suAroalworrr. - Telephone 176 1 1616- li. I. McLEAN Barrister; Solicitor, Eto. Joynt Block - Hensall, Ont. VETERINARY A: R. CAMPBELL Veterinarian Hyl - •Ont. Phone 113 P. 0. Box 291 li749-41 MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC �R. E. A. MeMASTER, M.S. •-•• Graduate of University of Toronto PAUL L. BRADY, M.D. Graduate of University of Toronto. The Climie is fully equipped with complete and. modern X-ray and other useto-date diagnostic and therapeuties equipment. Dr. Margaret K. Cambell, M.D., Specialist in disease in in- fants and children, will be at the Clinic last Thursday in every' miontb. from 3 to 6 p.m. D. F. J. R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, .eye, nose and throat, will be at the Clinic the first Tuesday in every month from 3 to 5 p.m. Free Weil -Baby Clinic will be held oa the second and last Thursday in everY..month from 1 to 2 p.m. 8687- • JOHN A. GORWILL, BA., M.D. Physician and Surgeon IN DR. H. HOSS' OFFICE Phone 5-W Seaforth MARTIN W. STAPLETON, S.A., M.D. Physician and Surgeon Successor to -Dr. W C. Sproat Phone 90-W Seaforth DR. F. J. R. FORSTER -- Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat • Graduate in Medicine, University of • Toronto. Late assistant New York Opthal- ' mei and Aural Institute; -Moorefield's • Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pital, London, Eng, At COMMERCIAL HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD WED- NESDAY in each month, from 2 .p.m. to 4.30 p.m.; also at Seaforth Clinic first Tuesday of each month. 63 Waterloo Street South; Stratford. 12-7 AUCTIONEERS HAROLD JACKSON • •Specialist in Farm and Household Sale&. laicetieed in Huron and Perth Coun- ties. Prices 'reasonable; satisfaction For information, etc., write or phone Harold Jackson, 12 on 658, Seaforth; R.R. 1, Bruceffeld. 8768- CHAPTER IV SYNOPSIS -.- Audrey Swan, nialmaned "y - ie;"" le the 02141 C110(1 Ofa highly respected horse trainer. Iffie farm adjoins the eebate. of -Judge Cafe. tle. The Judge's only son; jet. trey, has been) Audrey% close friend since childhood. After a trip Im Europe, Jeffrey is back in Paryille to work in his father's, law office. He is interested in Olive Cooper, whom be has .met abroad'. At a dinner pasty at the, Castles', Audrey meets Jeffs friend, Vic 'Quinn—and Olive, wbuo is a week -end guest. The Castle party -conies to the Swan farm to jump their horses. Olive iv thrown, 'and her mare'sleg is broken. "Carry her to the house," was Anthony's Drafter to Jeff. ,,,S_Amdrey, Yon go with hira. Lay her on a bed and call the doctor. I'll be. there . . . wait." The last was to Victor, as Anthony ran over and took . a quick look at the prostrate 'Eileen. "I fancied as. much," he reported grimly. "Mr. Quinn, will you be 'good enough to stop at the stables and ask for Jim? Tell him it's a broker feg. He'll know what to do." When Anthony Swan leirried into the front hall he encountered his wife at the foot of the) stairs. "No, doctor,. y'et? I'll have a at the girl. Where did you her?" "Jeffrey laid her on Audrey's bed." Martha led- the way. Jeff, white and shaken, stood be- side the .bed looking down at Olive, who lay with closed eyes. "Do yen thinkdlY she's) bahurt, Swan?" was his low -voiced question. "1 fancy mit," was the quiet. re- joinder. Anthony elbowedethe young raft aSide, bent over the bed and began a •gentle r but thorough investi- gation. "It will be an arm or leg if anything worse than a shaking up. She's • breathing well Oppugn" He pulled a knife from his pocket and opened its heavy sharp 'blade., He lookved up rather apologetically at Jeff. "Sorry to cut a new boot like that; but it's uncommonly tight. Dm afraid to drag it off." • "Go --ahead," Jeffrey urgedie vously. Audrey watched her father part the leather with cautious strokee, drag the boot, off carefully and,„draP it. Then he turned to her. "Maybe you • can do a better job, my girl, getting that stocking off." As the steer silk hose was freed from the breeches cuff, Audrey rolled it down, with gentle fingers. 'What do you think, Dad?" "I can't say. It may be -no more than a • sprain, or theremay be broken bones or loam ligaments." "Listen, Swan," • Jeff whispered soreeveh'at irritably. • "Whet was the inatter with that darned mare, any- way? My man brought word. that you said she was O.K. at the jumps. Were you • watching? he look put ' ;' "Is • the 'an.o;,704J.tild hart?;.." •!--11--O6114vtlY;s7 lookestLeat theeefacess. a i4 onto jigar.J.,fiatici,_ "The_ young the bed and mianaged a Smile. I lady appears to Jaye' a badly wrench. - -"Sorry I Made Each spectacle of ed ankle,s,1 jUat suggeating to Myself. I'm all right now. xf you'll] Mr. CaStiethat' it would be well to hell ' up, jcffeey . ." ddive her tO the: thspital land Isk Mrs. Cooper," Martha directed. I. think that's Doctor Bardsley hoila ir_g up now," as steps were heard On the stairs. "Yes, it is. In here, Doetcvr." The others eave Jeff, left the room as .the physician entered and Audrey found herse4 being escorted below stairs by Victor Quinn.. "Au- drey," Vic said, "'my equestrian' 'ig- norance is depressing. But 1 couldn't .help thinking from some remark your . father 'made that this accident shouldn't be charged fairly to to the horse." . "The horse had nothing td do wifh it. But please don't quote me." "Naturally net. I'm sincerely glad the girl was net seriously hurt, but I eau See -where it definitely puts au end to the party." "I'm sorry. But I imagine you're right. Mrs. Cooper won't be up to ntusechivosen of .a„ ytbing for a little while; ir• "Maybe she'll . haveto stay , on with rile", Vie suggested malicious- ly. "WPII try to take gond care of h,er." • "I was spoofing. Mrs. 'Castle will hare herover there. 'before sun- down. You'll see. May I come back? I mean it terribly." "You will be welcome any time, of eourse." "Thanks a lot for everything. You're a cute, number; Audrey. Good- bye." And he was gone. Audrey waa in the dining room, standing by 'the sideboard when her mother entered, "Audrey, did, you have a chance to get' acquainted with that woman?" '"Mrs. Cooper, you mean?" she re- turned guardedly. ',Why, no. I did- n't have much of a charuce at the dinner. And you know she had that sr -ill only a few moments after they crane over." "She's pretty; Martha admitted. "But I hate to see Jeffrey taking up with a divorced wonaan." "Oh, that'snothing these days." Audrey was thinking of what Vic had to say regarding modern mar- riages. •"Besidee," she added 'with) a feint smile, "She isn't divorced. Yet." "Then. slhe should wait till he is. Before she, lets- men start fussing 'around her.. Jeffrey's clear •out Of his bead over ler. Your, father is really upset about that horse." "I don't, wonder," Was the grim retort. "That was rotten.! I. suppose she didn't .know'any.better, but . ." 'Did you hear' what she said about it?" "Yes, r heard," • "Do you know," said -Martha, "I would have liked' to .see more of that. Mr. Quinn. He talks a heap of footitihnees, hint anybody With halt an eye can see thete'S a lot to him. He's smart. A lawyer, did you Say?" HAROLD DALE Licensed AUctioneer Specialistin farm and 'household saleS. Prices reasonable. For dates and Information, write Harold Dale; Sea -forth, or apply at The Expositor, °Mee. '1Z-87 • Mrs. Roesevelt finds it difficult to avoid being recognized, but there are exceptione. She told the following story at a White House -function; Recently in a New York store she gate her . name and addreav to a clerk: "Mr. Franklin JD.: Roosevelt, White House, Waehington, D.C." The clerk looked 'up into her face with the question: "Mire room ad: dress?" „ eer et, tales Books -are the best Counter , Check Books made in Canada. They cost no more than ordinary books and' always give satisfaction. ' We are agents and rill be pleaseci quote you on any- style or quantity -respirecl. Sec Your Hotho Ptition Flat Tim mum EINAttron Seaforth, Ontario them take au X-ray- as soon as she feels uup to It," • Mrs. Castle turned to Audrey. "It's a miracle, the eiufld wasn't ,icillect! should have warned her. She is- not accustomed to Viso recklees way you young people in t‘ country ride. I dare say it W0.43' ve of your father's horees."' - "No, Mrs. Casae," Audrey explain., ed. quietly, "Mrs. Cooper came over here on One of your horses . . . Jeff's. - But it is dead now." "How Mocking! It might sa,eas- ily have been just, the other Way."' "Yes. They • had to shoot the 'horse." Mrs. Castle stared uncertainlyas this information was. imparted,' but before she could • decide whether or not, some implication was intended, Jeffrey appeared' on the stairs with -Olive in. his arms. White-faced, and with her 'hair in disorder, she looked very email and childish. One arm was about her aide's neck, her other hand held her bat dangling " by its "Hello, Mrs." Castle," she called with attempted gayety. "Aren't I a 'You •poor darling!" The other woman hurried forward and brushed a kiss 20 the patient's cheek. - "Are you in _great 'pain? I'm so relieted to know that you are not badly hurt." Olive turned ber head and 'looked at. Audrey. "So sorry, dear, to .have caused all thie..commotion. It. spoils. everything. But yenta come to see mesdeoret you? And please 'do thank your father and Mother .for their kindness?' „... The . late , afternoon found Audrey on the side porch trying to forget everything in the, pages of a new novel. Wh,en the sudden crunch of tires on the gravel drive caused her to look up, she was startled to see. Jeff In his yellow roadster. , She was more putzled, when,. .she discovered that her pallor was, de: eidedifyill at ease. "How is the lady now?" she ,inquired dutifully. "Olive? Ch, She's all right. Sleep- ing when I came away. She de- cided not to go to the hospital until' toonerrow. I belinite, we left Olive's boot behind in the excitentente he remarked offhandedly. "I thought I'd drop in and pick it up." "I'll run up and get it for you. She went itt and appeared with it almost at once. "Pity Dad had to cut it,". she remarked-. ' "Oh, Well . . . You know, Cygie . hang it all, I .feel pretty rotten about the whole affair. .. It was my fault, after all." . "I don't. See ..why." •"Sere, you do. I know you well enough; to guess what it would do to .you to see a good horse done le like that. When. I sent Eileen over here, I figured that yon'd ride bee Sa.me as I knew you wouldn't say she was all right at the bars if ate es. 'Meaybe you will be pleased wasn't.". "I had no trouble with her," -'Aud- rey 'observed quietly,. "Olive "told me to ask you up to the house if 1 saw you. I wish yo.0 would conie, Cygi.e. Will you?" "Let's see," Audrey mused. "To- -morrow's Sunday, isn't it? run in during the afternoon. Will that do?" "Thanks a lot:, Cygie." He rose to - his feet. "See you tomorrow, then." True to her premise Audrey . drove to the house on the hill. . There was little. about Clive Coop- er to suggest the invalid. She was propped up in a nest of pillovrs and wearing a lacy negligee of bright yellow that,. set off her coloring. Her hair was perfectly arranged, her eyes shining, her cheeks flushed.. She ex- tended her nearest band, her left, in a graceful greeting, - "So sweet' of you to run in, Cygie. . . . you don't mind if I call you by Jeffrey's name, do you? It's so cute. This Is one time I really am going to have a chasice to visit "He thinks I'm a cute number. He Just told me." acted as if she'd never been put at a „fence." "There was nothing the mratter with the mare 'whatever, Mr. Jef- frey." , The last word scarcely had left his lips, when, the' silence was punctured by the distant crack of a ri,fte. "She'll not be jumping again," . he, added with grim bitter- ness. It seemed as- if the report Might have startled! Olive into Wakeful- ness, for her eyelids fluttered, then Opened wide. There as a helpless, dazed expressibn in tlire large dark 42(3;es. She .must have recognized Jeff for she tailed his name faintly and he dropped to his kneeslat, her side. "Olive! Are yott all right?" "What happened?" She was look- ing Wonderingly at -the others). Oh! I reinetuber." "You had a spill," Jeff egi,lained ihuri•ledry, "You're all right no-kv." "Fancy that wretched mare re- fusing an easy jump lite that!" salol OliVe. "I hope She -broke her neck. Ohl My anklet" - ulrosti wrenched, it a bit," Seff soothed. "The (lector will be here to learn, Mrs. Swan, that he has asked your daughter's permission to come back again. Do you mind?" "Indeed, no!" Martha: regarded! her daughter curiously. She could not heite undereitand• this sudden light mood. "I think that would be very nice," elle amended. "He seems to like you." "Oh, he does. • He thinks I'm a cute number. He just told me." "Well, for . . . Audrey, isn't that Mrs. Oastle's, car?" Audrey termed quickly, in time to see a blue limousine roll past the windows. A chauffeur in smart livery, a portly white -Glad passen- ger in the rear. "It's her Royal Highness," she reported briefly. "I've never done more than to her!" Martha recalled 1 sudd consternation. "You go to the door. I'M net &wiled." "Why, good morning, Mrs Casi. de!" Audrey tried to put delighted surprise in, her tense+. "Come in." "/' Net MOO about' this dreadful thing and driiire right down," the caller began a trifle breathless, o et14*. • tretkritePtiP714;r34:--ik 111SM°"he.Stle;' 0,1 als"k":47Weel;:betYarwic.Id017514t1:7'11121:43'1Vaa: Alttillitte9b9;;;:t: "What became of .your dittle grad* 80.10" asked 'a visitor of a rattail boy. "IDA' • "Poisened?" , "Tb.en what happened to it?" "It growed into a big goldfish!" • Daughter: "But, idiaddY, why do you object to my becoming engaged? Is it because of my youth?" Daddy: '• "Yes, he's thopelether"• Music Instructor: "I'm surprised to hear you admit you 'haven't been practising, Nellie. What can you get out of your music if you don't rae- tise?" dime an .evening from - Nellie: dad." "A • They were settling a number of preliminary details' as young people will before they take, the decisive step. "Do you believe i.n allowances for married women?" she asked. "Certainly," he replied. "I think a husband should make allowances for a lot of tbiDge.." • They had, been invited to dinner o,t the house of a prominent local resi- dent. Aa there was no one to look after tittle Toramy, it vras, necessary to take him too.• The meal started off well enough, but white Tommy was trying to cut the meat on his plate it sliPPed off on to the fluor, and his mother's face flushed, "Tommy," she whispered ten.selY, "you must apologize to Mrs. Ayres at once. Get up and say something quickly." The child slowly picked the ineat from the •floor and said: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Ayres. Re funny, but tough meat always does do that." to • During the great ,influx of new im- migrants dn. Tel Aviv, most, of the city's steps had notices starting: "We speak German, English, Polisih, etc?' with. you." "How's. the ankle?" "Doing nicety, )7Vle went to the 'hospital this. morning and had its picture taken, Just a bad Sprain, but they say I must keep off of it foe a time. It's a dreadful imposi- tion, on these dear _ people." "Terrible!"- Jeff laughed. He brought a chair for Audrey, then excused himself tor a few moments, saying with exaggerated' careless, nese: "1 know you two girls would like to have an uncensored gabfest for a bit. I'll go drown and amuse tine old folks with my bright say- ings." He went out and closed the door softly behind him. , (Continued Next Week) sin -alt boy called on his aunt, who k Heed u�n the otheestcle of town. "Hein o, Auntie Sue, vitt :day!" After a 1 lent of embarrassed Pause, he added, "Auntie Sias, 1 Melt sortie, thing'that seems Moe pie with raistne In it." • "yea, BRIT, I have some' mines pies but they're for ;Oniony." potidered this and then said, hopefully "'I canalo matte a taut bit of n Veit opolik." 4,11064, 41. fel"' "Not 0,11V* "-• -MAP; wife ORO. antle-Y4citek- speak the reat!' • • • e ,..)-• ' RO: - "Y04•'44VePrt 14..94C1! WAVOI AN17:00.0-13340ategrP She11;- "WeU 1 didn't ,UaTe, to 047." He: "Don't youeyer any apYfb when you have notbingta filadrr She: "No." He: !!Well,' then, will yen be .1 wife?" , \ • e "Yea," said the 'man of the house, bave a lot of correspendenee for a roam who isn't in business"! "Yes,' and yjOu know," added the lady of the home, 'Vara answers alt the finance company's letters!" ' • Mother: "Why are you so late, John?" John: "Teacher kept me in for Something 1 didn't do." Mother: "Why? What wits it?" John: "My betneWork." • Tommy: "However dad you main - age to score a bull's ey'e, Ram?" .., John: "I shot the arrow and. thee, drew atarget around it." • Auntie: "-You were a tidy boy not to thnow the peel of your orange on the floor 'of the bus. Where did you put it?" Jimmy: "Into the pocket of the gentleman next to mel" • • Rifle InstruictOr: "De you know where you are ainaing?1, New Reoruit: "No, sir. I'm a stranger in this distriet." • "I beg your pardon, ma'am," said the newly arrived Irish maid to the officer's wife, "but is it- colonel or major should be calling the cap- tain?" • "Grandpa," saidea little girl, "I saw something this Morning running a- cross the kitchen floor without any legs What ...do you think it wns?" Grandpa studied for a while and gave up. "Water!" staid the young- ster, triumphantly. 1.)fe • tttsse , ;"'""ddo'f.."4`tt"..'r•- •1; "'"11s tIt'v't" .--.11,nssnonneee;er, - • Godwitth rlohneasille caintviz Seeforib St. Colninban Dublin .. ... - WEST'. 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Now, if you are stocking a nationally -advertised' product— advertised in big -city dailies and in nationally -circulated maga- zines, you have a right to see this product also being locally ad- zvertised—in this newspaper. Your total annual sales of the mak- er's product, joined to those of its other local distribUtors (if there are others), entitle you to demand that the product be loc- ally advertised in this newspaper. Clearly, it is not right that you should be /required to pro- • mote the sale of a product in the territory served by this news- paper, wthout receiving from the manufacturer the same kind • and degree of sales assistance which he is giving retailers resi- dent in cities where -he is spending a lot of money on local adver- tising. Quite too often manufacturers don't advertise in local weekly newspapers, saying the city paper is used. They forget, however,, that their sales in towns' served by weekly newspapers provide an advertising fund 'which should be spent -locally. Why should the contributions from local sales to the maker's advertising fund be spent outside the local sales territory? You've got a first-class case to put before manufacturers who want you to stock and push the sales of their product, then why not present it, either direct, or through the maker's representa- tive when he calls? 4, •(N.B.—Cut out this advertisement, and show it to the re- presentative of firms whose products you are asked to stock and push). • • • THE HURON EXPOSIT° McLEAN BROS., Publishers Established 1860 M11 •,•"" 8 1 11 • 'or