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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-06-28, Page 2m’RSW. JUNE 28th, 1031 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE ■ SHINING PALACE by Christine Whiting Parmenter SYNOPSIS Nora, adopted daughter of James Lambert, indulgent old gentlemen has decided to marry Don Mason, who lacked stability. Nora's mother ran away with a singer who later deserted her and on a deathbed wrote a leter to her husband James Lambert. He came and took her daughter Nora to his home. Now ho is anxious to protect Nora from such a mar­ riage when Nora insists, he agrees to give Don a year's trial in busi­ ness under his son, Ned Lambert, who like his father has a poor opinion of Don. Goaded by Ned, Don is trying desperately to be­ come a business man. Ned an^ Don had a final disagreement com­ ing to blows and Don left. He and Leonora were married immediate­ ly and left for a shack’ in Maine belonging to an artist friend of Don’s. They have since lived in Italy during the winters and one year in Africa where Don wrote articles for magazines- THE STORY “So every year, Mr. Lambert, no matter how fine a gift Miss Nora gave me, there was always a birth­ day handkerchief as well. To tell the truth, nice handkerchiefs are a sort of weakness with me, and I think she knew it. Nice handkerchiefs and nice aprons. I never could abide the sort of aprons that (if you’ll ex­ cuse my saying so) Mrs. Ned’s maids are content to wear. Except during the years of war, when such extrav­ agance would have been shameless, my own are linen.” Martha was spreading out a bluef- edged square. “This came when she was only ten Mr. Lambert—the year she and Mr. Ned gave me the gold brooch. No­ tice the pretty border, sir, as refined as can be; though later she got them all white which was more suitable, except the lavender one she brought from Europe. 'Just look at .the queen'—so delicate that I have never presumed to use it, but—” “And you say,” broke in James Lambert as if rousing suddenly ‘‘you tell me that Nora has her—her marriage, you?” ‘‘Did you think she It was the nearest to a reproof •that the loyal woman had ever dealt him. James did no<t speaks and after a moment s-he continued: ‘‘Yes every year. No matter where she happened to be living, my birthday handker­ chief has arrived on time. They have come from many countries Mr. Lam­ bert—Italy, England, Germany, even South Africa, if you’ll believe it! Beautiful pieces of linen; but never an address so I could write and thank her. Note that, please. It was as if she felt you would not like me to write, sir—that if you wished her to hear news of us all you would write yourself. That’s loyalty, That’s little Miss Nora! year . . Martha paused so long Lambert stirred uneasily, and she said: ‘‘Maybe you noticed that I’d been crying a bit when you came in, sir? It was about Miss Nora. Some­ thing tells me that ill luck has be­ fallen her and hers. It was a year ago that I began to worry. My hand­ kerchief -came, Mr. Lambert, but It was not a new one. half dozen Mrs, Ned gave her one Christmas, and that I’d admired. I remembered distinctly the butter­ flies embroidered in all fo-ur 'Corn­ ers. It had been nicely laundered; but I could not help wondering if ■Miss Nora was, maybe, too poor to buy one; and then I decided she might have been where she could not Shop, so had sent one of her own. I tried to put the matter out of my mind, and now, you see, I wish that I had not,” Martha lifted Nora’s birthday re­ membrance that had arrived that day Shook out the delicate folds and and spread it across her lap. “Do you see, Mr. Lambert, this is another that she had saved, because it was so handsome I suppose. There near the centre is a tiny place which ( has been mended. And that's not all, sir, It is quite yellow from being laid away—'discolored. .She had .no time even to bleach it! That is why I was crying a little, Mr, Lambert. Don’t you see Miss Nora would never have sent old Martha a mended continued since to remember would forget?” handkerchief if she could have bought a new one. And not to laun­ der! She may be sick, Mr Lambert. I feel in my bones that things are wrong with her; while I, who would give my life for the poor lamb and you, the only father she ever knew, are warm and comfortable, surround­ ed with every luxury.” There was a silence before the old woman continued, hep voice tremb­ ling: ‘‘That is not right, Mr. Lambert It is not iChristi’an. Do not tell me that I am forgetting my place to say so. I know it, I have been your servant for more than half my life, sir; but I am your friend as well; and you, the good Lord knows, have been a friend to me. There is no man in the world that I admire as I admire you, .sir, but that does not blind me to your faults. Why should it? I have seen you show forgiveness that was almost heavenly; but you can be stubborn—too stubborn for your own good or the good of those that love you. "I do not know what passed be­ tween you and Miss Nora before she went away. I do not know What bit­ ter things you may both have s'aid I do not want to know But we ar© getting old Mr, Lambert, you and I, and old age is a lonely time, a sad time, unless one can look back over the years and say: "I have done my best.” If you will remember, all Miss Nora asked was to marry the man she loved and—There!” broke off Martha in confusion, “I did not intend to preach a sermon, to you of all people! But these things ’have . lain heavy on my heart for years, ; Mr. Lambert and I had to speak. If i I have offended, I can only beg your I pardon,” iJames Lambert arose slowly. He 1 did not smile, but rested a gentle hand upon her shoulder for a mo­ ment. "You are a good friend, Martha. You could not offend me if you tried. You have merely shown me 'the truth that, down underneath, I have known for a long time.” He glanced at his watch. “Ned will be here to see you in a few moments, but—but things to J aimes when, an down from the birthday visit with old Mjartha. In fact, Ned had found his father ,s>o noncommittal that he too, lapsed into silence and took up a book. iBwt he did not read. Not only had he something on his mind, but he was observing with genuine concern those lines of care and worry in the older man’s familiar visage. Ten years, and troubles with a growing son, had made Ned Lambert more tolerant of others. Ned, coming to a decis­ ion, he asked .abruptly: “Dad, do you hear from Nora these days?” James started, because Ned seem­ ed to have read his thoughts. "Not a line for nearly three years, son.” | “You’re worried?” I.His father nodded. “I can’t help wondering if they’re ■difficulties; and tonight Martha”' He stopped, not wishing to go further; and Ned moved to a win-; dow, looking into the dark night as if uncertain about something. It was James who spoke. “Look here, son. I think you ought to know that when your sister went away I didn’t change my will as I intended. Except for an extra two hundred thousand and the busi­ ness, which goes to you, .the estate is dividediy even, as it was then. There are bequests to servants, of course; and to the men who’ve been with us longest at the office, besides something for Nora’s boys, 'but the bulk of the property goes to ytou and your sister. When she left home I was too upset to think about such things. Later I let the matter drift. Now—well, if you feel that it’s un­ just to you and yours—” ‘‘Why should I?” Ned turned—sat down beside his father on the enport. "It’s your money. Dad, as you please with it. I've enough of my own—enough to pretty nearly ruined my own boy, as ------—..........————— ■ you know. We’ll both be happier you and I, if we feel that Nora is provided for,” "You mean James, a trifle smiled. course I shouldn't I? to jealous iof Nora and after I understood about I was sometimes mad -enough' that?” puzzled. questioned YOUR GREY HAIR I must be going. There are think about , . .” was s'till deep in thought hour later, his son came mean it; I'll Why in the admit that when I was’ way. Where was you last heard?” his throat, not in to do in a sudden the old rush of brought. Ned ‘‘Of world I used a kid; things tio feel ashamed of her. I think she knew it, and despised me a ilttle, But I realized now that you seemed every bit as near to her as you did to me, and I shouldn’t want you to hurt her in any she Father, when James cleared anger as he used days, because of feeling. Ned’s wtords had his immeasurable relief. ‘‘They were in Chicago, on their way west. Her husband was plan; ning to write a series of articles like those he did about South Afrca, You read ’em, didn’t you?” > Ned nodded, admitting; “They were darned good. I remember sit­ ting up late to finish one. But I’ve never seen any of them Have you?” ‘‘Not one,” grew vaguely for them too. were no uncertainty about their pub- licajtion—it was an assignment, I believe. She seemed happy; .but her letter must have old before I saw with pneumonia my peronal mail til I could attend to since. 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They were leaving in a day or two, as soon as Don at­ tended to some business and the city go*t dug out of a blizzard,” Ned raised his head, quickly, as if reminded of something. ■‘‘You say this years? Are you Dad?” “Sure? Am I that wretched sickness? It was three years ago next month when the let­ ter came, Ned; and since then noth­ ing but silence. 1 happened before. Nora’s letters, written, f sometimes tween. I that their especially ed to appear, have gone to some country and stayed there. I suppose I was just trying to ‘kid myself’ as the boys say. I even tried Lo be­ lieve that since they were apparently successful she had forgotten me— given me up as a bad job—'but that’s not—Nora. I’ve been very unhappy about her, Ned. Very troubled, tonight something that Martha has made me more so.” Janies glanced up, conscious he son was inattentive. Ned thoughtfully: “Do you remember a terrible catastrophe in Chicago, when the roof of a theatre collapsed under a weight of snow?” |His father was suddenly erect. ‘‘You don’t mean—” “I don’t mean that anything hap­ pened to Nora,' broke n Ned. “The thing occurred, as I remember now when you were too sick to see the papers. I only glanced at the head­ lines myself. I loathe such details. But Corinne revels in ’em, you know She even read part of the story aloud at the table—how a fellow who was in the audience and got out safely, went back into the doomed place a-nd spent hours under a collapsing balcony trying to rescue a child who was pinned beneath the. wreckage. It was very luridly ‘told, The report­ er claimed to have been an eye-wit­ ness. Said the man refused to quit even when warned. He saved the child, I believe, but failed tfo get out himself. And his name was Mason. He was caught under the timbers,” "Killed?” "No; but I judged from what the papers Said that he'd better have been. If it were Don—” ( James turned on his soft angrily. "Why wasn’t told of this?” Then, his voice softening: "But Mason’s common enough name Ned, should we think it was Nora’s band?" Only because the paper said Mason—not Don, you understand, but so near that a misprint might have been possible, il didn't speak/ of it because you were so sick just I couldn’t worry you, Dad; though Such a thing never . I didn’t answer but she’s always Sometimes regularly and ; with seyeral months be- tried to persuade myself * plans changed suddenly, when Don’s articles fail- d thought they might ■out-of->'the-way And said that said, a Why hus- Don I see now that I should have inves­ tigated the matter myself. My only excuse is that it was the very time when Junior got into that scrape at college, and Corinne was—well, she 'felt it was all my fault. She thought I was too strict—didn’t understand the boy at all—>said he forged that check because I didn’t enough allowance and- snowed under! I went things I never told you, and never will. My home very nearly went on the rocks, Dad; though that’s over now,” thank God! But it put every­ thing else out of my mind at the. time—the awful worry of it. And later I remembered. I supposed of course that if Nora w^re in real want she would have appealed to you." “Oh, no she wouldn’t!” The bit­ terness in James Lembert’s voce was toward himseld. "I lost my temper one day and warned her not to. And Nora’s got pluck. Always And character, Did I ever ■It was then that Ned story of courageous little ting four hours beside the body of her mother, wating for the. father she had He was ‘“Yes, initted. gave up a fortune, (or thought she did) because she loved that fellow’ and knew he needed her. There have been times these last few years Dad, when I felt responsible for the whole racket. If Don Mason hadn’t knock­ ed me down that day in the office, the break between you and Leonora might have never come about.” James staring into the fire, said nothing because there was no deny­ ing this aspect of the case; and af­ ter a silence, Ned went on: “You see, I thought that story he told me was just bunk, I supposed he was trying to pull the wool over my eyes; and I as much as told him he lied. I couldn’t imagine (can’t libw, for that matter) how any sane man could be so easy as to hand a roll of bills to a before, without of investigation, takes all kinds a world; and my- their old enough to think about it, tell me I haven’t any imagination. And if Don wasn’t lying (and I doubt now that he was) you hardly blame him can you?” “He didn’t lie,” the fellow had no his temper to—to added hastily, sions when his own temper had ex­ ploded too violently for the comfort of those concerned. (Surmising his father’s thought, Ned smiled a little; and then went ion: “Well, that’s ancient history now; and since then other things have hurt me so much more than that old experience doesn’t seem worth remembering—certainly not worth 'bearing grudges, for. What troubles me is that I’ve gone on all these years without trying to bring you and Nora together. And I might ■have. You can’t deny that, Dad. I’ve known you were missing her; but I’ve never lifted a finger to bring her back. Years ago Martha told me had dead the whole house seemed without her. iShe hinted that I ought to talk to you about it; but somehow I couldn’t, .It was the night I made the mistake of trying to buy Nora's four-poster! Do you remember?” James looked up, a pathetic simile in his worried eyes, "Did I hurt your feelings, son?” "Not so they stayed hurt. You never have, Dad. Its because you and I have, always been so close and understood each other, that the ga^ between my boy and me has seem­ ed so tragic. Even the girls (whom I feared i&ometitnes feared I was spoiling) tell me I never see their side—-that I'm unsympathetic. I suppose I am, in a way, I was un­ sympathetic to Nora, always though it took a number of hard knocks to. open my eyes to the fact,” (Continued next week) girl he’d never seen making some sort But I suppose it of people to make —my own kids, now ■can red, said James, ‘ ■business, to 1 that extent,” remembering ‘but lose ’ he occa- be.■However deceitful hope may yet she entries us on pleasantly to the end of life.—La Rochefoucauld, A quiet and pretty wedding took place in Brucefield United Church Manse on Saturday, June. 16th, at 2 o’clock, when Laura Boynton, el­ dest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Swan, was united jn marriage to ■Ervin Conrad Scliilbe, Zurich. Rev. W. Bremner officiated. The bride, given in marriage by her father, looked lovely in white point d’esprit over taffetta, wide, taffetta, sash, white milan hat with l-ace brim and carried pink roses, baby’s breath and fern. The bridesmaid, Miss Dorothy Swan, sister of the bride, was dressed ini pale pink organdie over pink taffetta trimmed with pale blue satin, buttons and sash, white hat, shoes and .gloves and wore a corsage of roses and sweet peas. The groom was attended by Mr. Lloyd Walper, of Zurich. After the marriage ceremony the guests gathered at the home of the bride’s parents where a buffet luncheon was served, the house a-nid .table being beautifully decorated with pink and white peonies and orange blossoms, after which the bridal party left among showers of confetti for Tor­ onto and points east, the bride trav­ elling in a blue soft, blue hat to •match and wore white accessories. On their return they will .reside in Zurich. Those from a distance at­ tending the wedding were: Mr. C. 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