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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1943-10-22, Page 7• A 7 . , • e . , ,,,:.aaiet•a...aa att. ,1 . , • • '9 . ';,'.' Ve•• , ,. . ' , , . HATS rr,1$9res felleit'erep.Etc- - -ratdok D. McConnell -, S. Glenn Hays alil&PORTH2 MO- • Tolophoura IfT4 ,,. MLN ' Barrister( Wolter( Etc., a., ONTAXIO Mena 0.009 0-- Malian Heseall Seaforth Phone 113 Phone 173 MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC DR. E. A. MoMASTER, M.B. Ihilidliato of University of Toronto` l'hii Mite Is fully equipped with demplete and modern Xray and other Up-to-date diagnostic and therapeutics equipthaenL Ds. 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 VAL Free Well -Baby Minis will be held oI the second and last Thursday in every Month from 1 to 2 pan. JOHN A. GORY/ILL, M.A., B.D. „ Phydiolan.and Surgeon IN DR. H. H. ROSSI, OFFICE Phones: Office 5-Vir Res. 5-J Seaforth - , , • MARTIN W. 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Tips misses th e flight from which Flight Lieutenant Stanton and Jimmie Stafford fail to return. Later, Stanton return's, as from the dead, and sees Tips kissing his wife at the gate. He threattns to divorce her. Stanton walks in on Tips after Tips has taken'Jane for a drive and warns him to leave his wife alone. Tips advises Stanton not to get a di- vorce. There came a glimmer of hope into Guy Stanton's eyes. "But •there'll al- ways be you standing between us," he said. ° • . Tips,,paused again before replying. He was trying to prevent Guy from making a fool of himself. "If you pro- ceed," he said slowly and steadily, "I ought to make clear to you that even if the case succeeds, I shan't marry Iris." Guy's hands clenched. He bent forward. "Why not?" he said. "Because I don't love her. I've told you that. I know it's the honorable and decent thing to do in such cir- cumstances even . if, as in my case; there's no cause whatever., for tffe divorce." Guy stood up. He seemed a chang- ed man. The stra,in had gone from his face. "I'm obliged to 'you," he said. "I think' I understand things better now." "And you'll do the best you can with Iris?" "I will. I shall apply for a trans- fer. I think I can get it." • t..`,'Not a bad- idea." Tips escorted him to the door and left him. * * As Jane went back in her mind ev- er therlast few-- weeks, it seemed to her that she had been to blame all along. She had never given Tips a chance. Every time he'd tried to be sweet to her she'd snubbed him. It would be her fault if Guy brotight this divorce. She'd thrown Tips into Iris Stanton's arms. She'd only her- self to thank for what was happen- ing. She pressed her hands to her throb- bing temples. If only she could steep for a little while and -forget. But now there was no time. Already the girls were beginning to rouge themselves. It was half -past three and at a quar- ter to four they were needed until six-thirtyr- r • Looking back oris that particular :well of duty, as she emerged into the cold chill of a gusty dawn, Jane won- dered hoW he had ever lived through it. The first thing she had heard as she'd taken: her place was that 'the squadron that had gone out on a raid at midnight was returning, and that Flight Lieutenant Poel-Sanders, who had been acting Squadron Leader, was not among them! Mechanically she'd done her job. Her brain had worked coolly and ef- ficiently. But she'd felt as if she were dying. When the time had arrived for her to be relieved,- she'd taken no notice at first of the girl standing at her elbow waiting to take her place. Blindly she'd ,risen, to her feet and filed out with the rest of the girls who had been relieved. She Couldn't go straight back to her billet. She wanted to be alone. She pushed her vi!ay beneath the wire fence that bor- dered the flying fields' and now • she was on the rough, stubbly open space beyond. It was nothing new to her to hear the sound of an approaching plane engine. The drone of it, too, would have a rapid crescendo. Her number senses at first failed to re' alize that the roar had a staccato sound" in it. It had a terrifying un- evenness. It was only when her eyes flew wide open with a sense of impending calamity that she turned. She saw a black shape hurtling -toward her in the 'gloom. It was rocking and drunken in its movement. With a sob of fright she started instinctive- ly to fling herself to the ground but the wing tip touched her, throwing her with terrifthe force to the earth, unconscious. * * • "Gbod morning,linadam. It's a love- ly day. Shall I pull the curtains?" "No, thank you, Ellen. At least, only a very little." Ellen, Mary Leighton's trim little maid, set Iris' orange juice down be- side the bed and went quietly out of the room. Iris ,had .slept badly and her head ached.. The, day stretched drearily before her, ancl she wonder- ed how she would fill it. Not with thotights of Tips, if ,,she had any sense. He'd told her outright that he'd never been in love with her. He'd told her that eves if Guy sued for a divorce and got it, he wotildn't marry her. Lodking back on that' hour, she knew it had been her fault that they'd said such galling things to each, other. She'd . goaded him into then): She'd let herself down badly and she felt the het color rush to her cheeks as she recalled the,strite- ful note that had been in her voice as she'd told him of her, meeting with had, of courae, gone .very much too far. He hadn't believed her story of that nocturnal meetingtor at least he hadn't believed the implications she had given it. Mary Leightonemp and dressed and about to go off to her job of war work, put her head •ia the door. Af- ter she had left, Iris sipped her or- ange juice and wondered how she could possibly get through the day. Then she heard the telephone ring In, the hall and Ellett going to answer it. Her heart gave a sudden leap. Tips! Tips calling to say he was sor- ry he'd been sulh a beast to her yes- terday and he hadn',t meant a word he'd said! She held her breath. She heard Ellen say, "If you'll hold on a moment, sir, I'll tell 14s. Stanton you want her." She was pulling her soft blue vel, vet dressing gown around her as El- len knocked on the door. "There's a gentleman to speak to you, please, madam." "Thank you, Ellen," The telephone was in Mary's bed- room. Iris sat% down heavily on the low divan bed and picked up the re- ceiver. A gentleman to speak to her . . . Ellen hadn't asked his name - she should have done so. Still, there was only one gentleman likely to tele- phone to her, But she v,as wrong.' "Is that you, Iris? This is She could have cried with. disap- pointment. "Listen, Iris.! I'm going to be in town today. I wonder if you'll meet me for lunch. There's something rather badly want to talk over with vou." There was a difficult, almost pleading,: note in Guy's voice. ' Oddly enough, she found herself touched by it. She remembered quite suddenly what a ghastly time he'd had since the night of the big raid. She it=rew a quite surprising desire to make amends_ After all, at one time she'd been very much in love with him. ,Perhaps if a day ever came when she could forget Tips ... 'Timid you manage it, Iris? I'd be so` glad if you would.". Her heart melted, a little. There Was ti note in his voice that was al- most her undoing. "All right, Guy. At what time shall we pmeet and where shall we go?" "Shall we make it the Berkeley at one o'clock?" Iris kept Guy waiting 'for a quar- ter of an hour. She had looked at herself in the mirror after she'd fin- ished speaking to him on the tele- phone and decidedthatshe couldn't turn up looking as she'd been. look-, ing that morning. However, a cou- ple of hours at a beauty parlor had made a different woman of her. It was a very finished and very lovely wife who arrived to meet Guy Stan- ton and gave him a cool little smile in greeting. "I'm sorry I'm late, Guy." "That's all right. Shall we have a cocktail first?" said Guy. - She laughed lightly, a trifle mock- ingly. "I think that might help to make things a little easier. It's quite a time, isn't it, since we lunched out toget:her?", "You were surprised when I tele- phoned to you?" "Very." When the waiter had brought their cocktails and they were alone, Guy said quietly, "I saw Tips last night." name threatened to unnerve her.' §he said, trying to keep her voice steady',' "Was that your doing?" "I'm afraid it was Darling, I'm sorry. I lust don't know what came over me the night i returned. Per- haps it was the fortnight I'd been through. It had been'Sruch sheer hell. I was so terribly looking forward to seeing you. Then when I came home and found you were away ... Iris, can you ever forgive me? I should never have doubted your word. You told 'me the truth and I didn't. believe you. I know now . . ." He broke off looking at her in mute appeal. She felt suddenly desperate- ly sorry for him and for herself, too. "How do you know 'now, Guy?" she - asked. her voice shaking a little. , "I've talked to Tips. J ,know when man's speaking.cthe truth." She caught her breath swiftly. If only he realized how much that hurt her. If he only knew how she was visualizing that scene thatmust have taken place. "But you didn't believe me?" she said caustically. His hand found hers and held it. She allowed -her own to remain pas- sively within his grasp. For since Tips had finished with her, perhaps she had better go back to Guy. She had an idea she would be very glad to. She didn't want to be alone in the world. Guy was saying, his voice low with emotion, "I know I didn't. But I was crazy that night. Oh, Iris, if we could only forget these last few Neeeks and start again!" She met his eyes. She said hesi- tatingly, "You think it would be a success?" Because she felt perhaps it might be bet to be honest, she added, "You remember I told you I was in love with Tips?" A shadow crossed his eyes. The hope left them. Then it came back to them as he said quipkiy, urgently, "But you didn't mean it, Iris. You only said that because you were an- gry. At least, 'that's What I've -,been trying to tellmyself ever since I talked 'to Tips last night. Oh, I know you're very fond of each other and that you're the best of good friends. But, Iris, please tell, tee, darling, that there was never anything more in it than that." Iris met his eyes. "No -h, I don't atiPpose there was really,!' she said. Gay told the Waiter to reservt8 a table for lunch. Ile .smiled" ttt attd Bald this must be a eelebrittien. He had fortY-eight, hours' leave from the airdrome. He could epend, 'the tithe 1i WV; and trr to , ) • get transferred, I think. I don't know how you'fl feel abqut it, but I'd like a change and I think Ws Very likely be able to' manage it," Iris said eagerly that this was in- deed something be wanted. The sooner they moVed the better. If Guy would arrange it quickly . "I'll try, darling."; She put her hand in his with an impulsive little gesture. -' "Thank you, Guy. You're sweet. Far sweeter to me, than I deserve, but try after this to make our life together hap- pier." * * * •. Stella'got off the bus and told her- self that for all the good she'd done she might as well have stayed at home, except that her new room de- press'ed her. Since she had ,no work commisEdoned, she had known it would, be extremely difficult to settle down, to do anything. So she'd set off that morning to storm the offices of the various editors with whom itt the past her work had been so popu- lar. There was nothing doing. No one' wanted to buy any articles, .short stories or serials: From the look•of things, they'd never feel in a buying mood again! She hurried along the street now and slipped her key in the lock of her new home. ,She was greetted by Mrs. Blake, the aandlady, with the news that there had been three tele - „otrOPP/Aa.„ .1)#,Y9 t0AraV14 0010.4,100i.„f4k#00141'.444: offaer .'prettY rOngh'handlin#'04..x$„.tftT• Only fOorlA. w444ottwW .r,Ofgw "•..;t4Wr.. ,froaalP,Po for P4314" 1440:44.4 114004-. Aro. tgowo, to be g0041' ltralrg.g.re she:aid find a pla,00 eVerlitraa •laar,7' !Carefully acrack4d, thesis titeaffictteW, the Consumer S.ection DOntini. ion Department of AgricullareT'..,0ashil' !travel half' way around the Woridsend arrivq intact and delicious as When. they were packed. Mincemeat Cookies • cup butter or mild -flavoured fat 1 dup sugar 3 eggi • 1 teaspoon vanilla, - 2 cups mincemeat 3% cups siftel all-purpose flour 1 teaspoon, baking powder 1 teaspoon baking soda 3/2 teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon allspice. Cream fat, add sugar gradually; continuing to cream. Beat eggs and add, beating until the mixture is light and fluffy. Add vanilla and mince- meat., Mix and sift' dry ingredients and add, combining thoroughly. Drop by teaspoonfuls on a greased baking sbeet and bake -;n a moderately hot oven, 375 degrees F., 15 to 30 min- utes. Makes about five dozen cook- ies. Pack with wax paper between layers. phone calls for her while she was aut. A young lady called Miss Sparks had called up. "She said she'd ring again. Ah, there goes the bell! May- be that'll be her now. I said as you'd be home before very long, I thought." • And after a moment, "Yes, it is for you, miss." (Continued Next Week) i'. MelaSees Kisses % sup malaises 1% sups sugar • cup water , 1y2 tablespoons vlaegar M, cup butter 'Melted teaspoon baking soda. Cook molasses, sugar, water and vinegar, itt a heavy pan, stirring con- stantly. Boil until mixture ii1tle when tried in cold water, 256 deg. F. Stir constantly during last part of soaking. When nearly done, ad but- ter and soda. Pour into a ,greased pan. When cool enough to handle, grease fingers and pull until taffy fig' light colored and porous. thatitt email pieces with, greased scissors. Wrap individually ,in wax paper. Makes about six dozen. Spice Sticks % cup molasses y& cup sugar 3 tablespoons mild-fiavored 1 tablespoon milk 1 teaspoon baking aoda teaspoon salt aa teaspoon cinnamon 1212 teaspOon cloves 3f teaspoon nutmeg 2 cups slated all-purpose flour. Heat molasses to boiling point add fat #0.4; large Os ,0Enitr#11!4 la CO: 'hut-ter:9r % Cue Iregar , , 2?4 cups1tte44117,000Ak. %-teatinoton,.!hghillg,.,90r, %" telisPeen'SaW 'Cream fat and: almar,'adit.101„.4).O. en eges thea vanilla; • 1 en and 044, tadu, Aoll'400v inch tutek-, wide and the length et te Ockgf which 1heyw11l e Wok:064.'1'1g together in pairs with fruit filitt4g1 tween, Moisten edges and Euless te, gether. Mark in -individual pieces' without cutting. Bake in a slow en, 325 deg. F„, 35 minutes. 611aketa 12 six-inch bar& Fruit Filling - 1% cups chopped raisins 2 tableispoone sieved aPPlesenee �r '1 tablespoon fruit syrup or or- ange. juibe. Mx and: use as: directed abase. Mincemeat mar be used Instead or sugar, fat and 'milk. Mix and sift a mixture of chopped raisins and fine._ dry ingredients and add, blending ly chopped peeli • .> •,7.. • „.. 9 „.. :•,:t ARE you telling yourself: " The war's nearly over. I don't need to save any longer. I can afford to spend ?" That would be a fatal mistake. We're winning the war all right, and we need every ounce of effort, every dollar we can summon, to speed the Victory. That means more individual buyers of Victory Bonds. Some 5,200,000 Canadians are earning money on the home front. But in the last Victory Loan campaign, only about half that number bought Bonds. Our fighting men are -putting everything they have into this war. They're- not holding , out on YOU. Are you holding out on THEM? The Victory Bonds you buy NOW . out -- right, or on the instalment plan .' . will speed the Victory, and will enable you to share in its fruits when it comes. • or, Use your savings, use your earning power, to- buy ALL the Victory Bonds you can. 9 .. • ; .,11•L'. • ' NATIONAt WAR rifiANSI