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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1943-09-10, Page 7i 4 f.` 11.944 !m r,„ { :.5'n•M'^ •ql wn-i yywrpvrl��;�-,i ;,?I!vy� 1.1 • IYKONNELL& R,AYS Barristers, Solicitors, kltc n Pattklck. D. McConnell - H. Glenn Hays SI?iAJ'ORTH, ONT. Tolephone..174 K. I. MMLE'AN Barrister, Solicitor, Etc. SEAFORTH - ONTARIO Branch -Office - Hensel). Henan Seaforth Phone -113 Phone 173 MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC DFL -E. A. McMABTER, M.B. !Graduate of University of Toronto The Clinic is fully equipped with +complete and modern X-ray and other f3p4o-date diagnostic and therapeutics equilngent. Dr. F. " J. R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, eye, nose and throat, win be, at the Clinic the first Tuesday in every month from 3 to 5 pm. Free Well -Baba .Clinic will be held on the second and last Thursday in every month from 1 to 2 p.m. JOHN A. GORWILL, M.A., B.D. Physician and Surgeon IN DR. H. H, ROSS' OFFICE Phone 90 Seaforth #IIIARTIN W. 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McNaught • 12,04 !Walton 12.16 Blyth - 12.28 Aubtirn 12.39 raClfdaw • 12.47 Wilmot - 12.64 is bd rich -- 1.00 Nammuneunnsimaimi CHAPTER VI Jane, a fashion artist, sharps an apartment in , London with Stella, a free, lance journalist. Jane joins the WAAF: The night before entering service she walks through dim stfeets and collides with a flight lieutenant of the.. R.A.F. She accepts his invitation to dinner but refuses to see him again. Her training finished, Jane is assigned to an airdrome where the,liteutenant is ,station- ed. Meeting by accident, he asks her to marry hint She agrees to dine with him later in London. Stopping to break her engage- ment with Stella she discovers ' that the lieutenant, Timothy Poel- Sanders - nicknartied. "Tips - is Stella's divorced husband. She meets Tips at Kettner's. Hearing that Tips may soon fly over Ger- many, Jane tries to see him but hides when he enters a .car with' Mrs. Iris Stanton, wife of Guy Stanton another R.A.F. flyer who is also watching the couple. Jane tells Tipsshe does not care for him. Iris rose to her feet. She knew this was a rebuff but she didn't mind. "Chicken and salad it shall be," she said with' a smile. "Come along, it's all ready." But they couldn't eat ohicken and salad all the evening. Tips realized this almost with regret and decided that it hadn't after all been such a good idea to drop in on Iris. He tried to put all thoughts of Jane'from him. If he could only manage this he and Iris might even .yet :have quite a good evening. He, glanced at the time as they•returned to the sitting room, and saw that it was nearly half -past eight. "You wouldn't like to go to the pic- tures?" Iris looked . at him from beneath lowered lashes. "I'd absolutely hate to go to the pictures." Tips sighed. "I was afraid the id'e'a wouldn't appeal to, .you." "Why did you 'suggest it then?" "Because it rather appeals to me." She wrinkled her nose at him. "You're not very nice to me this eve- ning." He''lighted a cigarette and helped himself to another drink. "What is. it?"' "You're different." "I'm sorry." Iris drew a quivering breath. She wondered whether perhaps this was aa occasion' for frankness. She knew it didn't pay as a rule, but it might 'be worth trying. "Tips, darling," she whispered softly, "you do love me just a little bit, don't you? I'm so crazy, about you." Tips sat down beside 'her and said she was sweet and of course he was very fond of her. He told himself that surely this must be "true. Other- wise he'd never have spent so nuc time with her. Only ,now there was Jane . . , but he couldn't explain this to her. The ringing of the telephone bell mercifully interrupted what threaten- ed to become a difficult situation. Iris rose to her feet and now Tips could hear her talking in thenext room for some time.,At last she returned. He looked up t her as she entered the room. "Anybody interesting?" , he asked lazily. "No. Only some dreary woman ask- ing me to lunch tomorrow." ' She stooped to poke the fire to a blaze. He noticed in a vague kind of way that her face was very pale and her hands were shaking. She was talking very Mast and very volubly, insisting that he must have another drink since the night was yet young. What was the time? Only quarter to nine. When he said that perhaps af- ter all he shouldbe getting on his way. "I'm due 'back at bhe airdrome at eleven," he said, "and- I'm; leaving here at, ten -thirty." She leaned on her elbow and star --- ed at .hire with something mysterious in her eyes.. "ElevLn o'clock did ybu say you must ibe back?" "On the dot!" "That's all tight. I'll see you go in time. 'Don't worry. I won't let you be late, I promise you." Hunter closed the front door be- hind her and said, that It was, as cold. as charity outside. She looked at Jane and Sparks, who were in the.kit- then making tea, and said that 'she had am idea she was hungry. • "Have a piece of caker'!said Sparks warmly. "Thanks. I'll have some tea, too, it there's any going." "There will be in a',minute." " Hunter munched the cake, said it was good' and asked how long they had before they went On duty. "An hour," said 'S'parks. "Where have you been since we saw you last?" "Having 'drinks up at the officers' mess." Hunter closed the kitchen door. "There's something on tonight -that stunt I told you about the oth- er day. They're taking off at ten. o'clock." ' A OWN shiver of fear , caught at Jane's heart. Ten .o'clock: Qh, why hadn't s+he gone to dinner with Tips; gone up to town and had a grand eve- ning so that he might come back late? Sparks said anxiously, fear in her eyes, "Let's hope ,the all get back safely." Hunter's face was long. Not a hope. Not • a hope in a million. Jim- mie Stafford told me so this evening. And • he knows what he's talking about." "But I thought you told. us he Wouldn't be going." "He didn't ekpect to be. He. may not even now. The trouble. is that Tips . Poel-Sanders Went,off duty just before the order came through. If he doesn't come back in time Jimmie's got to take his place, At the mom- ent every one's trying to find him, Personally I hope someone does. I'm rather fond of poor old Jimmie. Mind you, Jimmie says he,s crazy to go, but ,then he'd be bound to say• that even• if he were a little scared. And after all he's terribly young. He's not twenty. He's been saying good- bye to me for bhe last two hours. He says he's got 'a nasty premonition. 5ti11,. Tips may turn up. The general idea is that he'll be wild if he comes back and fipds they've gone off with- out him." Jane came to life. Her head lifted. Those words had penetrated• her dis- tracted brain. "He won't be. He'll be furious." "Oh, of course, you know him, don't you?" said Sparks. "I've met him 'once or twice." "So it wasyou!' exclaimed Hunter, forgetting the possible loss of her be- loved Jimmie now that she was mak- ing an interesting discovery. "That re- minds me. Iris said yesterday she'd seen him dining with one of the Waafs'`u•p in London. She wanted me to find out which one it was. I didn't recognize you from her description. But then Iris always was a cat. She said your hair was mousy. I don't think Lambolt's hair's a bit mousy, do you, Sparks?" , Jane didn't care about Iris Stanton or how she'd described her. "Who's trying to ,find Tips?" ',she asked breathlessly. "Oh, I don't know. Several people so far as I can . gather.. I even heard Guy ringing up Iris and asking her if lie was there." "And wasn't he?" "No, he wasn't." Jane said to Sparks, "See you lat- er. I've got a telephone call to make." She sped swiftly along ,the dark road and out of the gates past the sentry on duty. She fumbled for two pennies and found them. She wish-, edashe didn't feel so impelled to do what she proposed doing. All of them, Jane knew from what Tips had told her, were only too anxious, to have a crack at the enemy. Also, she thought with pride, Tips was probab- ly badly needed. He was acting :Squadron Leader now -she'd heard someone mention it only the ' other day. They might not do so well with- out him. She had to ask the exchange for the number. "I'm afraid I don't even Imo* the name of the 'house. But Flight Lieutenant Stanton is living in it and it's in Stretton." The girl said- after a moment, "Stretton 435. I'll ring them for you." "Thank you." She waited. She could hear an odd buzzing, and then bhe girl's voice af- ter wheat seemed an eternity: "I'm sorry, but they don't ,-answer." • Jane's heart sank. She :begged the operator to try again. But at last she had to give it up. She came out' of the booth and wondered what to do next. How could slit find out if Tips was with Iris Stanton? ' • A clock near -by struck the hour. One, two, three ... seven, eight, nine. She wasn't on duty until ten. An idea came to her and 'grew more feasible the more she considered it. There was her bicycle in the shed near the billets. Surely' she could get to Stret- ton and back in an hour. Hurriedly she raced back- to get it. She had difficulty with the lamp 'but at least she got it going. She pedaled steadily, not going too East ,1tp begin With, certain that a swift' pace at the outset would be diftic t;to maintain and get her there no more quickly than a moderately easy one. But somehow she seemed to be going on forever. Unless she was quick and made a better speed she'd never be back in time to go on duty and Tips would ,be unable to reach the airdrome before the squad- ron actually took off. • Jane had to push -her bicycle up a hill and paused ,for a moment at the top to get her breath. 'She pressed her hand to her side where a violent stitch was becoming almost unbear- able. All the sante lshe must go on. At last she saw the house, long and oblong and without a flicker of light. She 'leaned' her bicycle against the fence and ran up the .path to the front deur. She rang the bell and waited.' She could hear it echoing through the house. For a few Mom- ents there was no sound within. She pressed her ;gager ori the little brat* knob and rang and ;rang again, her temper rising. At length she heard footsteps ap- pf•oaching, and the'`- sound of Iris? voice. "Whoever's here seems infer- nally impatient." The' front door op- ened. She peered out. Standing as she did, silhouetted .against the light of °the hall, ,.Janie took in at a glance the rumpled hair and the brightness of her eyes. "Who is it? Who's ring- ing like that?" "Is Tips here?" demanded Jane sharply. "Tips.? Who is it?" and then ap- parently suddenly ''remembering her: "Oh, it's you!" _Quick as lightning, she started to close the door again. "No, he isn't. I'm sorry." But Jane pushed her way into the hall. "He is. His car's outside. I've got to see him." , "Jane!" He was standing there in the 'threshold of a doorway, staring at her in astonishment. Her eyes met his and she told herself she hat- ed and despised him. "They wanted you at the airdrome, Tips," she „said curtly. "Something important's going on. I know they've been trying hard to find you. No one leiew where you were, but I thought 1'd take a chance . , ." her voice trail- ed away. "When did you hear they wanted me?" he asked quicEly. "About half an laser ago. I bicycl- ed over here. 'I felt sure you'd want to know. They're taking off at ten o'clock,'understand. If you don't hurry you won't mak it." He needed no urging to be on his way. With a quick good night to Iris he snatched up his hat and dashed from the house. At the gate he turn- ed and called. back to Jane, "You'd better come along with me," "I wouldn't go with you," stormed Jane bitterly, "if the airdrome were a hundred miles away and I had to walk every inch of the way to get there." "Oh, all right!"' His voice was sharp with exasperation. "If that's. how you feel about it." She ,heard the door of the• car slam, a roar as he reversed, and then he. drove away. 'Clearly he _had only one thing in mind" now -to get back to the station as quickly as possible. She turned and would have left the house, but Iris Stanton caught her by the arm and swung her violently around. "You little fool! •How dar- ed you come�out here to fetchvhim! How' dared you!" "He was needed,' said Jane• coldly. "I knew he'd want to go." "And you didn't care, I suppose, that he' would' probably never came back? You didn't stop to cansider that. But I did, I knew .„too that he was, wanted. Guy telephoned to me rid told me so. He was trying to find him. But I wasn't going to send hi eto his death if I could prevent it." She burst into harsh rending sobs. "And now -now if neither of us ewer sees him again, it will be you who will have helped to ,kill him!" 'Jane stood quite still for a moment staring at Iris Stanton. She'd known of course that Guy Stanton had tele- phoned to her. She remembered Hunter saying so. (Continued Next Week) Canadians Meet Germans •Something that typifies the Cana- dian in battle permeates the unadorn- ed account of Canadians fighting in Sicily which was cabled from Leon - forte. on July 25th by ,the London Times special correspondent; and ap- peared in that newspaper on July 31. The column despatch reads in part: "On .the 16th -(of July) outside Piazza Ai-emerina the Canadians had their first pitched battle with the Germans on a battalion scale and killed a good many of them: On' the 18th they had a much bigger success` If you'•+go, north along the road from Piazza Armerina towards Enna you cofhe to a point where the road forks -one- 'branoh running left-handed to Valguarnera and 'Leonforte. The junc- tion of the roads oceues at 'a high pass in the mountains and is called Grottacalda. The battle of'-Grotta- calda will figure in Canadian military history, for it is there that the Cana- dians first really got to grips with the Germans and routed thew. "The enemy had placed himself across the road in front of the road junction. The Canadians • sent one battalion round each ,,Lank to cut the two roads in his real. 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