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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1944-09-01, Page 7'01 • 01*0 APO , •T:tiierPtMli40" 1.71 • " - IC I McLEAN $1.'41, .1, 11, „ ,Barrister, Solicitor, Et SEAV,ORTH 'ONTARIO' - Branch Office • ileaSall •-4Sn:tartly . yhorie 113_ ' • ' 4110,rie 17.3- MEDICAL. • SE4FORT4 CLINIC DR. 'E,:rA. fileMASTER, M.B. ' Oradente of University of Toronto The Clinic is fully equipped with eamPlete and modern X-ray and other up-to-date diagnostic and therapeutics o equipment. Dr. P. J. R. Forster, Specialist in diseases of the ear, eye,,, nose and throat, will be at the Clinic the first Tuesday ix every month from -3 to 5 on. • Free Well -Baby 'Clinic will be held on the geccind and last Thursday in every month from - 41 to 2 p.m. , JOHN A. GORWILL, B.A., M,D. Physician and Surgeon IN DR. H. H. ROSS' OFFICE Phones: Office 5-W Res. 5-J Seaforth MARTIN W. STAPLETON, B.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, bloorefield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pital, London', Eng. At COMMERCIAL HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD- WED- NESDAY in each month, fro:nu 2 p.m. to 4.30 p.m.; also at 'Seaforth Clinic first Tuesday of each month. • 53 Waterloo Street South, Stratford. AUCTIONEERS HAROLD JACKSON Specialist in Farm ' and Household Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Crain - ties. • Prices reasonable; satisfaction guaranteed.' For information, etc., write or phone HAROLD JACKSON, 14 on 661, Sea; forth;,..R,B,,, 4, Seafortb. •- • W. S. :O'NEIL, DENFIELD If you want to realize' greater- re- turns from your auction sales of live stock and farm equipment, ask those who know and have heard me. Fif- teen_ years' experience. Sales con- ducted anywhere. For sale dates, Phone 28-7, Granton, at my expense. 3979-tf PERCY C. WRIGHT Mt. Percy C. Wright will accept auction sales pertaining to farms, stock, implements and household ef- fects.. Prices reasonable, with an ex- perienced assistant. Satisfaction guar- anteed. Phone 90 r 22, Hensall. • LONDON and CLINTON NORTH A.M. London, Lv. 9.00 Exeter •10.17 Hensall 10.3'4 ICIPPen • 10.43 Brucefield 10.55 Clinton, Ar. 11.20 SOUTH • P.M. Clinton, Lv. 3.10 Brucefield • 3.32 Kippen 3.44 Hensall 3.53 Exeter 4.10 London, Ar. 5.25 SU N DAYS ON LY Toronto to Goderich • (Via London and Clinton) • - P.M. Toronto, LV. 6.00 9.40 11.55 12.20 London Clinton Goderich, Ar. C.N.R. TIME TABLE • EAST Goderich Holmesville Clinton Seaforth St. Colnmban Dublin Mitchell WEST Mitchell Dublin St. Columban Seaforthe Clinton Goderich • C.P.R. TIME, TABLE • EAST A.M. P.M. 6.15 8.30 6.31 • 2.50 6.43 3.13 6.59 .3.21 7.05 3.27 7.12 •3.3t 7.25 3.47 11.27 10.33 11.37 1044 11.40 .. 11.51 10.56 1-2,04 • 11.10 12.35 1125 Goderich Meneset McGaw Auburn Walton MeNaught Teronto WEST 410r0lito MeNanght ..,...... Welton IMYth . Auburn PleililW i Meneset 0401 .. 4:4,4,41,.; a ** .• 16. • • • 44 • • • P.M. 4.35 4.40 4.49 458 5.09 5.21 5.32 9.45 A.M. 8.20 P.M. 12.04 12.15 12.28 12.39 12.41 • • 10.54 1,00 , :A , •••-, ,,,,, • ,•• ,1M•, 1,1f"; 14'10.3 141.ki*'hOtIOIL(.4 on 0,4q4110-',th .4clkip4 7Slie 104ed trotat-Oeldlf•-19T 0 ..***f Aw Pg.t1) P40:4 -g • A Pretty 'tether ed.4)44 toX1414.• 'g•cOr -061:44 *V1,4•44 04'000eyo wee b1e a*d Farquhar .he •jealops of her,,Vying a ih Wifooe Mk -premien. 4ie SAW a mi. "Flu not iMO.f5.404 aid Max. He greater •trust to her, motlier, he MeOiate likenese te the man :and wo- waved 114 hand 9/0,41* A,`ean. and MY gave to hinet • I man who epitomiged the enemies of Music and Paris allow frien s, laugh4. Ile 4igr ter after Work. Thapx 'the whole of life."' • • "And .two or three(clear little Jew, isit children?" "Children, please 'God," he answer..ed, "call them 'Whali. you will." He ran the fingers of' hiS right hand over the keys and made A'Setind like young voicheesr.e :' was pity afkwell as affection • T in Ruth's oltie es. She watched her brother for a. Mament while she stood close 'to the Piano thoughtfUlly -with her hands on the.,case. Her nails were long and painted and red. , "I've -seen your jean," she said, "of- ten. -A lovely child, very natural and charming. Good manners, too, which isn't the fashion among her trible. I don't wonder that you're in love, dear Max. But quite apart from the fatal mistake of martying a girl who isn't one of us, don't, you` think it would be fair to her to Cultivate a cool moment and look at the whole thing from. the other side 'of it?" "Fair *to her? I don't know what you mean." Max was becoming im- rfatient. : ; 1 "I mean the New 3ork societyaide and the numerous • awkwardnesses you'll place her into by making her your wife. As an artist you can't be expected to understand these things. You're not remotely inter- ested in what you probably call the idiotic rules and codes that still lin- ger in this city, in spite of all its Changes, and deteriorations and cos- mopolitanism. But -lean Farquhar isn't and can't be.- Her mother has never been known to let a Jew into her •house. She and her'frlends have Over given way- to the modernism of these times. They have kept their barriers up. Don't you think the day may come when Jean, who isn't an artist, will smart nailer the tilted noses of the' set to.. Whieh she J. longs? I do. • It's on the cards that she will resent closed doors and hav- ing to spend her life in the- semi -so- ciety and nouveaux riches who think that money is better than caste. And then what? A rift,. my dear Max which will widen and widen, and the entrance into it, one ,firte day, of a maof her own sort..„4101 an Arrow collar face and golf chills and Pining Rock ideas. And so, my'Pcior 'old Max, I advise you to look through the chinks of the futu're and think of.this girl frbm her Farquhar side before you let her in: I'm not an advocate of race prejudice. It's a cruel and wicked thing. But as one who loves you and has suffered, it's m.y duty to remind you that it exists and may ruin your dream. That's all I've got to say." 'She left him standing against the instrument which, for the first time in his life, taijed to draw his fingers to its keys. There was fear on his soul. ' •"" I -Wen: steadied her voice and aehieved something suggesting a smile. There 'was Pain in front of this ehild. She said: "Try the. 1itt:,1 ter way- flyst." 'There wits heirtbreak. in the other. And 'Farquhar said: "Do you think that he will see you?" Jean's chin took on 'a tilt. "I can call there every day until I wear him down.," "Why not ask Max to work it?" "Very brainy; Mufnsie. I'll go and rine ,him up." She went to the deer and turned. "I have a faint idea �f a plan. I shall make my, first assault this afternoon at four o'clock. P11 tell Max to, tell the servants that he ex- pects me and ask him to be playing to his father at the moment I arrive. The rest mut be left to the inspira- tion of the moment., With music and something of Mumsie I may carry the outer gate!' She laughed with a ring of excite- ment, opened the door, and ran . Jacob j. Lorbenstein's library led intothe music-rooin. . -. . At halepast three, acting on Jean's instructions, Max 'tiptoed up to the piano, leaving the dpor ajar. His fa-, ther was still °napping, sitting upright - in his chair. His hands -were folded and his shiny head was rising and falling as though his .neck was on a spring. He, had refused to acknow- ledge the urge to sleep and make himself comfortable. Every working afternoon for 'sixty years he had been at his desk. He resented the illness which had kept him at home. He resented the break in his rigid regime. "I will • not lie deem," he said. From -where Max ,sat at the piano, playing Schumann and Schubert, his father's German favorites, he could see the indomitable old man, nod- ding, and sometimes beating time. He was very small and neat. Against the background of old dark boots his face looked pinker than usual. His knees were close together and his feet -peculiarly 'small feet in boots with elastic inlets -placed_ side by side. He kept•hiruself in an attitude of briefly arrested attention so that he might 110$1.P. PAPglit. with_tipg_APPAarance of feebleness. 'Jean slipped into the music -room at the moment when the sound of his favorite -airs had carried Mr. Lorben- stein all the way back ,to his youth. Only half conscious, he was sitting in the parlor of, his future fathet,in- law with, Rachel's head on his knee, while her ,brother, a fine musician, played -the masterpieces of the fam- ily's country with native sentiment. The scene that morning with the Far- quhars and their talk of love and marriage, and, more obViously, the presence of the son who, -was the last of his wile's precious gifts, had touched the vibrations , of his •own young days. The music completed the illusion. ' • Max halted Jean with a quick ges- ture and called her with his eyes, and while he continued to play with deep emotion and feeling, he whispered: "Creep to his chair, put your head on his knee,and hiehand. to your lips. I think we're going to be helped." For what seemed to be a long time maintained. She worked off her fre- Jean sat on the floor, with one leg tidefit wounds by appearing in price - dead, and a little pain in one shout- less pearls and by travelling to and der. And all the while Max played over Europe like a Royal Princess. like a man inspired, like a maker of Her married name was- Mrs. Otto dreams, calling back the spirit of his Saab.. mother so- that she might touch his ' When Max saw her cynical smile father's heart with kindnege and let his hands froze to the keys. him see himself and her in the two "Well," she said, "I see that you've young things whose only desire was worked on Father:" to be permitted to repeat a story of She held up the evening paper. All love and faithfulness in the same across the front page in huge letters good way. ran the Wards: With his 'eyes shut and his heart "Parqhhar-Lorbenstein. marriage to warm Mr. Lorbenstein sat once more came off. ' Jacob J. bledges union of in the red velvet parlor with his hand Jean and Max. Families meet in on the head of' the vivid dark-haired amity today. Elderly Philanthropist girl who was soon to be his wife. He announces verdictfrom Fifth Avenue was a young man, colaildeilt and cour. mansion. Touching scenes." ageous.' He was liked and respected. This' whole page under these head - by Rachel's family. Already his un- ings, except for a-sitiall box -which tiring _efforts had -borne fruit. His fin- contained the news of • the attempted 'ancial genius was recognized, He was assassination of the King of Spain - stamped with the indelible mark of was devoted, te the photog'raphs of all success. His dynamic energy and re- concerned among the Usual columns tentless application to business had of "story." made him many friends in Wall Max nodded and there was a flash Street. in his eyes. He put his hair back It was in -his power to place the from his forehead. - - girl who loved- and !relieved in him in -"No more quarrels," he said,, surroundings far more gorgeous and - Ruth latighed and dropped the pa - luxurious than those in which she had per. "Max Lorbenstein-Farquhar-the been brought up. He was pleased with Scottish American Jewish cosmopoll- himself. He could pat himself on the tan; pianist, member of the Four shouldPr and say: "Jacob, the world Hundred; heir to the Farq-uhar mil - is at your feet. Your children , shall lions -no American Clubs. A Orate be rich, my fine fellow, and before mixture," she said. very long you will be able to buy the -Max waved his hand to pass the works of those other geniuses for remark aside. ' • . whom the rich compete. Rachel shall "Yes," -she- added, "but it isn't as be a.great lady, admired and envied easy as that. rPerSenally t• I think it's .by her people, 'and there shall be love rather a joke to put one over on the 'as well as beauty in your house." . anti -Jew brigade. They'i1 have to ac - The music ceased, and when, with cept you with the Farquhar hyphen - his race. - He was ahoeked."._ He bad been tricked and plaYed with. He was old and it was cruel. But when he tried to snatch away his hand it was held More warmly against h, young cheek, • and -the anger in his heart was made shameful the •head that nestled against it. • And When,. with -the- -:iitmost sixn- plicity of -young emotion, Max left • the instru-ment on which lie had 'work- ed his znagic and threw hiraself on his knees at the aid man's other side; Wrapping one inn about his shoulder be sat with a hanging head, and press sently tears came through the hard stucco of prejudice which had been encrusted upon him by bitter perse- • eution. IsTothiag was said except by Max, who, kissing his father from time to time, murmured endearing words. MT. Lorbenstein and his son were too greatly moved by the gravity and sen- tifnent under whiCh they labored to say articulate things. And Jean was too fearful of breaking the working of the spellyto venture on'a word. But between the father and son the silent mutual confession of love and sym- pathy, appeal and consent, brought about under the gentle influence of the lingering spirit of Rachel, was enough. And it was only when at last, the old man said: "My dear, my dear,"' kissed Jean and, with a lovely touch of "the unconscious but characteristic drama, gave ber hand to Max that she let herself go and spoke. "I promise that you shall never re- gret," she said. After a merry tea and two 'songs in German by Mr. Lorbenstein, who was very -fond ,of singing, and did so with feeling and taste but a rather breathless voice -before all of which Jean, in a Helen mood, had caused much laughter on the top of tears by trying comically to recover her leg -the old man escorted Jean to his car, and said to the waiting report- ers, in a loud voice: "Yes, the. mar- riage will be," and went up in the lift to his picture gallery to spend an "hour with the work of the other gen- iuses that he had brought by the sweat of his brow. He felt, with tri- umph, that he had conquered not a market, and not a trust, but himself. Max gave vent to his joy on -the piano. What would have happened to him if the room had been filled with women it is impossible to say. .He might have been torn limb from limb and eventually removed in small frag- ments, like rosemary,' for remem- brance. Two hours later music led Ruth to the room. His sister, whose cable to Paris would have remained unopened but for Farquhar's intervention, had been married for seven years. She was small, stout, vivid, downright, highly inclioed to sarcasm, start- lingly 'logical. She told the truth to her children and so was impatient of fairies. She knew the value and had discovered the limitations of money. Her pretence to a lofty scorn of bar- riers and' enclosures was pluckily PART IX When Mr. Lorbenstein walked sharply into his dinifig-room two mornings later, at a quarter past eight, feeling so well that he had de - Tided to return to his, office, he saw Jean sitting at the table, facing the coffee-pot. The old gentleman's heart jumped. His small and exactly similar break- fasts had been eaten in. company with the Times and Herald -Tribune since Ruth had married Saab. "Well, well, well," he cried out, ex- tremely flattered and charmed. Thp only girl whom he had ever looked forward to seeleg in that cheery and companionable attitude in his lonely house was dark-haired Rachel, the daughter of One of his business associates. He had picked her out for Max. And here was one whose hair was made fairer than ev- er by the intrusion of the sun. "Good -morning," said Jean. "I had a hunch that you'd go to the office today, and so I thought I'd jump round, give you breakfast and raise a hearty cheer. Do you mind?" She left her place 'to „meet him and slipped her hand through his arm. "Do I mind?" He laughed at the absurdity of the Ouestion, drew up, stood on tiptoe and kissed her. "It was a lovely thought, my dear. Do it often. You won't :find' that I shall Object. In fact, I shall endeavour to be a little bit ill every Monday to in- sure yeur companionship."' It was such a good joke that he not only enjoyed it then to the full, but made up his mind to get many more good laughs out of it by repeat- ing it during the day. Jean laughed teo, Why. shouldn't she?' It was a good world. "Now then," she said; "you haven't too ;much time. How many lumps and how much milk? And it you butter yozir toast shall I do it or will you do it yourself? You're tee seconds the most painful reluctance, the old ed on, :although, of coUrse, you would late, you know, and in twenty mth- man opened- his eyes And fell throng have-been.:Inie 2ot...their little Pets for rites the car Will be at.the door." the filmy" fabric of his dreard intb• old the' eake ';Of *bidtinigie in any ase. Mr; Leibenetbil lit;Id ;in the act • age and Is .gerise" of,' trouble, he saw tmt only betting° you eottld have of tucking a corner: ofis napkin in -1 that the youngest Of big ehildten Was Played- for them for nothing after din- to ;his eollar. fl was ,'detightfelly: hiS fringe Of black hair, hiiale face 0:10110*,•10:tlig • heels. yent,,Wite " 4BOW' do you knevralt tit" ' gating at him sivith appeal: throtigh net tut prettently yon be able asterriphed. wet, #,OP ,Ot*tf ,E0AtiOAt )ittO;-,tliii: cold heart 'ef 'Citriatetiddin Ito „ had i�t been atiittgolifttlyisr man:" • '094:1:tra,wt9iAT. S4•4 w 7;', • d tenihZe before tie 01 my lor , `icaa:fiiik -l7Ispargit:s,s914.1"/;"wp.' Slie,anlieUueeti to the footman that' ,his 'presence was a nuisauee,by Pese.• ing M. LOrlienstein's cup. That taCt- ful-perSMI took the hint and retired to hiaqnarters. He wouldn't mind if Miss Farquhar looked after this -old bird every blinitin' morning, • he wouldn't, what do you think, matey? • "Father talks about being old , at lifty-free, He goes aboUt making, a noise like Noah." • - "Old at fifty-five? What nonsense!" Away went the top. of an egg with.a knife. "If 1 were fifty-five I'd learn to dance the, Charleston and commute from the Aclirendaelcs every morning in an aeroplane. bld at fifty-ve-e He couldn't get over 11. "Why doesn't he go to an office every morning and do some work?" It was on the tip of his tongue to add: •"They're soft, these Anglo-Saxon drones," but he swallowed it On his toast. In future he would refuse to give such thoughts even a corner of his brain. He had told Max at.least three times already that he felt, in regard to his sudden volte-face, like a man Who had made a complete recovery from an operation for appendicitis. "My prejudice has been cut out of me," he said. "I feel lighter and bet- • ter without it." As a convert to a new cause he was bound •to develop into soniething of a fanatic. He might even join the English-speaking Unionand the Pilgrims' Club -if they would let him. in. •"Have you noticed," asked Jean, with a laugh in her voice,,"that otir names have been dropped from the papers today? There's not a line about us,inany of them and report- ers have melted away." "Thank God, yes. I saw that. Ev- erything- looks good and so we're no inOre use. If we were quarrelling and unhappy, there would be more about us than ever. They don't like it when people have normal blood pressure. They thrive on madness, murder, an- ger", misery and all the horrors. If they could be brought to ignore these things, I truly believe that ' the pub- lic's appetite for sensation would die out very quickly. Shall you wait and see Max, My dear?" '!Oh yes, rather," she said. "But I ,'`• • , • ..•• '444-44r4A,Ar.m.14 shall let -him sleep as long as he can. When I called him up last night 'at eleven o'clock he said that he was going to practise for an hour. I know what that means. He played all night and staggered to bed when the maid came in to dust." Mr. Lorbenstein puslied back his •-414 "MO:WOW chair, "I'quipe you will 4 -ter an tbaet:, kle: must lave sleep t/Mt. "1 'know," said J'enn; Vt4;thg :or solemnity' Which had nimile,'-';1Mt mother laugh. But it will be miatake if 1 start to ApaitateLM:uenOT lini all, at once, rye given u-grent deal of 1 thought- ,to aU Ois. and 'Tye eorne to the Conclusion that 1 *1)4 wean him out of tbOae; bachelor its bit by bit. 'He Must be aloit,-with the piano. Ile was born for that; and the night% the best time for ibis prac- tice, he says. Fm et going to he one of those wives who cause revoln, tions. As the gua,rdiaa of a genius 1 • must let him have his- way. What I think I shall do will be to see that he, has ahedroorn in the quietest part of the house and cajole him to the - piano earlier and earlier month by month, so that, somewhere about 1930 or so, he will begin to 'work at four o'clock and bethankful for bed at eleven. Do you think that's a good idea?" Mr. Lorbenstein took her arm and led her, into the hall. He wore a' beaming sinile. One man was waiting with his hat and there was another at the door. He put her hand to his lips. "All your ideas are good," he Said. "Max We, lucky boy. I thank you for coming to. me this morning. You have completed my cure." He drew back, put his noticeably small feet together and bowed. A moment later he waved his hand from the car"whieh faced the great adventure of the streets. - 11 Having told Denham, the .English footrilan, that he was to ring her up as soon ad Max gave any sign of life, Jean. went home. She found Farquhar spoiling for -exercise, and, with him, walked as many times round the res- ervoir -New York's only lung - as salved his conecience. Then she lunched with her mother and waited for the call. It came at three o'elock. The voice was' Hammersmith, the message typical of the R.F.A. "'Ave to report that -Mr. Max is in 'is bath, miss. 'As jut given Or- ders for coffee and rolls . -. Thank you, Miss. Only too glad to oblige." With unerring instinct Jean made straight for the music -room in th Lorbenstein hduse. And there wa Max at the piano, in a dressing -gown arid slippers. He sprang to his feet. Instead of "Darling" she said "Cof- tree 4 11(!' *04 , el 1 9 aP4)1471.,1 54*IirtiPAgnodf.14.14liiioIbI 'Yon* • 1 Steyr 110: conduet and get the r,best out of. eve: POBit.iOn. itOnt-NT14040'41W1 .„..SherdecePfe*Ii4 4P11*•41'and w pleased. • But, up as .a prodigy, Mux. and .1 burst' ,„„ of.infan977b9#T.71Orrdi-,;yoU shall ).)$ quite Ocintent:':as:•', 441'hellSke-M, A171 )obs will " he to see that • you begin the day well ?with breakfast, even it's time -tor lea." ' At whieln, sPIAshed suddenly by '00' backwash of his warning 1Z Put his hands on her slio4ders,arf..,. looked into her eyes. "Think tIvit'fo,-. carefully,". he said,' "and let: me know." Then, rattier paler than: -; nal, he turned away and went'to the flamboyant mantelpieag which fram- ed his romantic figure. If it had not been for his extreme seriousness and uncharacteristic with- dra741 .1rie:as, would. have latighed. Dar - Mg the short time that she had known ' him he had reserved all seriousness for: music, which Was his religion.. At. other tiraes, he had larighed'aod talk- ed about nothMg, hadugene out hz.,his carto enjoy the exhilaration litmove- ment and crowds""and., Plunged into the -studios Of his experimental friends. In between, fregnontly, he had made faun -like love and whisper.. ed ecstatic and poetic :things,_ always, as Jeari had said to her mother, an inch or. twooff t4e" gouo. bad his moods at deep depresaimi, but these had been brenght on net by • brain -tag, fear, or the sudden ,realiga- nen of the World's •pain; jealousy, hostility and resentment, but by, the illness and bitterness of ,the masters ' • whose. music he interpreted, which. sometimes came to him so strongly that he played through blinding tears. There were agonies in the music of Chopin and Wagner, for in. - stance, which he would never venture to reproduce except in solitude. 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