The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1934-11-01, Page 2THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 1st, 1931 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
- TRAIL’S END -
by Agnes Louise Provost
SYNOPSIS
Three weeks after a cream colored
roads'ter had been found wreaked
in the sea at the foot of a cliff,
a girl calling herself Anne Cush
ing appears at the deserti town
■of Marston. She has bought,
•sight unseen, a ranch located 30
miles away. Barry Duane, her
nearest neighbor and his man
Boone Petry procure a reliable
woman for her and in Barry’s car,
loaded down with supplies, they
start across the desert. In Mar
ston her reticence has aroused
suspicion. Barry and Anne be
come more than neighbors, and
when Anne is lost in the hills 'and
rescued by Barry, each realizes
that something more than friend
ship exists between them.
FIFTEENTH INSTALMENT
“Paula, don’t be frightened! Don’t
scream. It is Nancy. I’ve come to
warn you. J'irn ih here, Paula, don’t
you know me?”
“No, no, Nancy’s dead! She’s un
der the water—-I see her all the time
—and it washes over her eyes. Oh,
God!”
She secreamed again. The pound
ing horses were at the top of the
slope, and Barry flung himself off
and raced down, with Gage running
heavily after him. A slim figure
was backing away, .turning, running,
but Paula Gage was huddled in a
terrified ,hea>p at the foot of a tree.
Barry bent over her and jerked
his head up 'again. She had looked
at him, for one long, steady mo
ment, and had .turned her back to
him. As though they were two hos
tile strangers. Knowledge crashed
and clamored in his brain. He bent
reluctantly over the (huddled wo
man, but Gage was beside him now.
“John, Nancy’s down there! She
came out of the water! I can’t go—
I’m afraid! I only asked her to go
away! I didn’t mean her to die! And
Jim'—Dim—”
Overstrained emotions cracked and
Paula fainted.
“We’d better take her into the
house.” said Barry constrainedly.
He wanted to go after Nancy. Those
incredible revelations were clamor
ing in his head; .they were accusing
him. Now he saw Petry's long legs
hastening toward them.
“Petry, help Mrs. Gage up to the
house. I’ll be back as soon as I
can.”
’His nervous stride quickened r.o a
run. Gage looked heavily after him.
Barry ran along .the edge of the
lake, his eyes darting anxiously. To
ward the back of the house he
swerved -and caught sight of a flit
ting figure.
“Nancy, wait! Just for .a minute!”
She paused in mid flight, looked
back just once and went on again.
The light figure vanished around
the edge of an outbuilding. Long
before he reached it Barry heard the
scurry of hoofs and saw a piebald
etreak flash across the open apace.
Nancy had gone.
He took it standing, but his face
whitened. Nancy had made it pretty
plain >that she did not want to see
him, just the set of her chin as she
had flashed across that patch of
light had been enough to tell him
that. He set his law and went back
to the house.
Back of him Jim Kennedy edged
cautiously around toward the small
er corral, where two saddled horses,
left to themselves, had wandered
back to wait patiently.
In the house Barry found that
Paula had regained consciousness
Petry had just edged out, and Gage
was standing a little away from her.
‘She’s gone,’ said Barry briefly.
“Was it—really Nancy?” Paula
raised herself on one hand. “Is she
alive? I didn’t kill her? . . I mean
—I—” She broke off with a fright
ened whimper.
“We’ll finish his presently,” was
all the reply he gave her. He turned
a heavy stare at Barry. "I’d like a
few words with my wife in private.”
“I’m staying. We’ll .finish it here.
It’s my business as well as yours.
Nancy is my wife—and you can keep
your spur and your damned money
but I want to know what you’ve all
■been doing to her.”
Gage glared at him. “And what
have you been doing to her? The
girl I saw out there it Mrs. Gage’s
sister, who is supposed to have been
drowned five months, and if she
is your wife why isn’t she in your
house, instead of wandering around'
in the woods like a demented wo
man?”
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*0 r e
Barry whitened. “I’m beginning
to think that she had had enough to
drive anybody crazy. I’ve done my
own share, and I’m paying for it.
But .the jam that we’re in now is
due to something that happened be
fore I met her—it’s due to you, or
one of you . . . And that damned
Kennedy—”
He bit it off suddenly, but Gage
caught the name up..
“Kennedy! It always comes back
to this Kennedy.” He turned back to
Paula.
“You’d better tell us all of it,”
he said evenly. “What do you know
about Jim Kennedy?”
“He was my husband. I’d divorced
him a yqar before I met you.”
“Go on,” he said curtly.
“I was awfully young wnen I mar
ried him. We were poor and lived
in a little town. He was there only
a few days, and when he went I’d
married him. And then I found out
that he was just a gambler, and we
began traveling all over the coiintiT
and—I left him and got the divorce.
1 never saw him again until last
May. And then I kot a letter from
him, from Tia Juana. He said the
divorce wasn’t legal—and I was so
frightened, because that meant that
I wasn’t really married to you. But
it wasn’t true at .all—I found it out
later.”
Gage’s jaw muscles ridged visibly
at the mention of illegal divorce, but
he went on implacably.
“Which one of you met him at
the beach bungalow, you or Nancy.
“I—-I met him. I’d sent a tele
gram to Nancy. I thought it would
be 'better if she saw him—he always
liked Nancy. But she didn’t get the
telegram in time. And I went down
myself. I had some money for him.
He’d said he’d tell you about the di-,
vo.rce—and I didn’t dare let him do
that! John—it was because I loved
you so.”
“And who—who ' shot Kennedy?”
“I did.” It was a mere thread of
sound. “I didnt mean to. I was afraid
of him, because he was so angry
with me. I took the gun with me
to frighten him. And—he just laugh
ed and tried to take it from me, and
it went off.”
A deep shudder ran over her. ‘He
looked so queer, and Nancy came
running down .the 'beach and snatch
ed the gun and told me to go oack
to the house. And I did. I didn’t
know what was happening until
Nancy came back and told me that
you had found her there and that
you throught she was—Jim’s wife.
And I begged her to go away, so that
you couldn’t question her any more,
and it needn’t ever come out that
either of us had seen (J'im that night,
and if it did it wasn’t murder, it
was self-defense. I made her take
the money that I’d 'brought for Jim—
in case she went away—and she ran
out. I heard the car start . . . and
the next morning . . . they told me
that she’d driven it over a cliff—
down on the rocks—with the tide
in.”
Gage’s mouth was a thin line but
he drove his hands down into his
pockets and looked away from her.
“I suppse I’d 'better tell you the
rest, as far as I know. I’d been up
state on a business trip—drove my
self—'and found that I could back
late that night. I heard something
that sounded like a shot, down to
ward the beach. I have a beach
bungalow there, but the main house
is back, up on the hill. I knew the
bungalow was closed, but I caught
sight of Nancy’s roadster with no-
'body in it, so I thought I’d better
investigate. I reached the bungalow
just in time to find Nancy leaning
over some man on the ground, with
a -gun in her hand. I saw him try
to lift himself and heard him give
a nasty laugh and say! ‘Just a little
present from my loving wfe!” and
drop back again.
“It looked pretty bad. I shot a
question or two at Nancy, but she
just stared at me and looked down
again at the man and said yes, he
was her husband. Nobody else
seemed to have heard the shot, so I
told her that because she was Paula’s
sister I’d do what I could to hush
it up, and I didn’t want Paula in any ,
way mixed up in it.”
John Gage’s strong face twitched.'
“She didn’t say much, poor kid, but
she looked sort of desperate, and she
stayed until I had made sure the fel
low was dead and then she marched
away without a word.
“It looked like murder to me, and
all I wa.s interested, in just then was
in getting the evidence as far away
as possible. I got him into the
back of my car and drove like the
devil, and left him on the outskirts
of a town miles away. I still thought
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he was dead, Anyway, when I got
back home Nancy was gone and the
papers were full of the accident.
They said it was the fog. I always
thought it was suicide.”
He paused and added gruffly:
“She’d done some good bits on the
stage. Working herself up. And she
had just landed a contract out in
Hollywood, a pretty good one for a
newcomer. She was to sign the
next day. Chucked it all >up.”
There was a shuddering sound
from ‘the couch. Paula looked dear-
ily up and dropped baclf again. Bar
ry felt moved to a reluctant compas
sion.
He couldn’t stand it any longer,
he was going down to Trail’s End,
A hovering shadow in 'the rear hall
resolved inself into Petry. He look
ed nervous—for Petry.
“Thought you ought to know that
somebody’s been around here. There
is a ditched car a piece down the road
and one -of 'the horses is gone, the
big roan Mr. Gage was ridin’. I
know the car license. It belongs to
a fella who’s been staying at the ho
tel in Marston. Kind of a daredevil
lookin’ bird dark complected.”
Kennedy! Barry felt a little chill
at the thought of Nancy, somewhere
along the lonely road, and this man
with his dark grudges running loose
There was a .sound behind him.
Gage had come back. There was an
envelope in his hand. He ‘had start
ed »to open it, 'but he put it back in
his pocket.
“What’s the matter?”
“Kennedy’s around. He has just
gone off with one of the horses.
Wrecked his car down the road. I
am starting for 'Trail’s nd.”
“I’m going with you.”
At the end of the passage lead
ing to the kitchen Martha appeared.
Her mouth was set primly, but her
eyes had a snapping 'brightness.
“Ling says there’s kdnd of funny
pounding going on in the garage.
Who’s out there, Boone?”
“My gosh!” Boone swallowed
hastily. “I plumb forgot the lady!
Miss Cleo—she rode in with me.”
“What the devil is she doing in
the garage?”
“Well you see, Barry, cornin’ back
up the Toad I heard somebody
scream, and I just shot the car
straight into the garage and bolted
out to see if I could do anything
and I plumb forgot everything else.
I musta 'been so excited that I gave
the door a slam after me, and that
bar drops awful easy. Gets kinda
second nature to shut that door,
Martha, you let the lady out, won’t
you?”
“I guess I’d better, Bone.”
The car roared down to Trail’s
End. There was no one there. Gage
said little, tout his deliberate gaze
roamed curiously aTound this shab
by little place where Paula’s sister
had come to hide. He read his letter
looked grim over it.
At the end of an hour Barry was
nervously tramping the floor. They
started back again, and met Petry
on the way.
“I’ve been scoutin’ a little. Some
body rode pretty reckless .for a ways
I found this, but whoever lost it was
headin’ the other way. North.”
It was a man’s felt hat and the
initials inside were J.M.K.
Why had Kennedy been riding
away from the one road which would
take him back to town unless he
had been following Nancy? And why
had' Nancy gone that way, when
Trail’s End lay in the opposite di
rection?
“If we follow him,” Barry mut
tered, “we may find Nancy, or least
pick up hei’ trail.”
They could do little until daylight
came. Barry fumed over lost time
and occupied some of it by having
Petry drive to Trail’s end again and
leave Martha there, while he tooki
Captain and followed the short cut.
There was no sign of Nancy. Barry
went back to wait for daylight.
It was still dark when Ling put
breakfast before them. Petry, who
had already eaten, came out of the
darkness on a half run.
“The roan’s back, Kinda limps.”
“That means that Kennedy is on
foot and probably lost.” Barry mov
ed impatient shoulders. “It’s Nancy
that I’m worried about. I’m going .to
take one more run down to Trail’s
Eend.” Barry slid into the driver’s
seat.
The greying darkness reeled past
them. They drew up .at Trails End.
Martha came running out her plac
id control shaken.
“Martha, is she here?”
Martha, nodded jerkily. “She’s
here and she’s sick/. IShe’s out of
her head. She came in an hour ago.,
staggern’ along 'besides Comet and
bringing that man. How she ever
got him here, with his .leg broken
and her as sick as: she is, I don’t
know. Boone, you go straight for
the doctor as fast as you can go.”
Barry strode in through the open
door, with Gage and Martha at liis
heels. In the living room, on the
built-in couch which he -had made
for Nancy, Jim Kennedy lay, his
lips tight with pain. He looked from
Barry to Gage and a lip curled with
a fair imitation of his reckless grin,
“Regular family party, isn’t it?
Well, I’m down, what are you going
to do?”
"Yes, you’re down,” said Barry
between his teeth, "and that’s all
that saves you from being thrashed
dear off your feet. I’ll talk to you
later.”
He went on, toward a 'partly open
door. "Nancy!”
At the sound of voices outside a
sHtn figure had stirred suddenly,
pushing away the blanket which
Martha had tucked around her. She
struggled up, her bare feet found
the floor and she swayed on|them,
'talking in a husky whisper.
“Must get away! Hurry! I can’t
go back.”
“Nancy, it's all right now! Every
thing is all right, It’s Barry, darling
Please.”
He caught her as she slipped down
but she fought him with surprising
strength.
“You’re not — Barry! Qo away!
Wo’t go back.”
A capable hand thrust him aside.
“There, it’s all right, Niss Anne
It's just Martha. You know Martha
don’t you? You get in bed now and
have a. nice rest,”
"Yes, know Martha.” Resistance
wilted, but she clung to Martha’s
sleeve. “Make him—go away. He’ll
tell Barry I’m here. Barry hates me
. . . Never go (back. Never!”
“You needn’t do anything you
don’t want 'to. You just lie down. .
Martha coaxed and soothed. Barry
drew back, white lipped, and the
dark head on the pillow tossed and
muttered.
"John! Mustn’t let John see me.
Paula screamed. . . .everything’s—
ruined. .Got to get home—get home
—can’t let him—die.”
(Continued next week)
DIED IN LONDON
Dr. James Stewart prominent vet-
inary surgeon in Ailsa Craig for
years died at his home in London
recently following a lengthy illness.
Besids this (profession he was for
years in the cattle buying business.
Surviving besides his wife are a
daughter Miss Gladys Stewart in
London and .a sister Mrs. Margaret
Maointyre, of Ailsa Craig and two
•brothers, Alex, of Ailsa Craig and
Daniel of East Williams.
LEG FRACTURED
When a large truck owned by Ball
Brothers, of Kitchener, strucki the
delivery wagon owned by Messrs.
Atkinson & Chisholm, a lad who
was helping the driver, .Donald John
ston, was thrown under 'the rig and
sustained a gash in the forehead
and a fractured leg. The driver of
the truck lost control on the slip
pery wet pavement with the above
result.
DOYLE—RYAN
A marriage of interest was sol
emnized on Wednesday morning at
nine o’clock in St. Vincent de Paul
Church, Mitchell, when Mary Angela
daughter of William Ryan, Mitchell,
was united in marriage to Gerald
Thomas Doyle, son of Mr. and Mrs-
Michael Doyle, Dublin. (The bride,
who was given away in marriage by
her uncle, Mr. Michael Downey, St.
Columban, was lovely in her wed
ding gown of sapphire blue velvet
with frilled Victorian hat and san
dals to match. Her 'Colonial bou
quet was of orchide, lilies of the val
ley and violets. 'The bride’s sister,
Mrs. C. Percival Laing, Windsor,
and Mr. Thos. Molyneaux, Dublin,
signed the register. Immediately
after the ceremony Mr. and Mrs.
Doyle left on a honeymoon motor
trip, after which they will reside in
Dublin.
BAYFIELD BEVERAGE ROOMS
TO BE CLOSED, SAYS ODETTE
Beverage room authorities in" Bay-
field will not 'be renewed. Liquor
Commissioner E. G. Odette stated
Thursday. The matter recently has
been causing a .furore in predomin
antly dry Huron.
Bayfield once was an incorporated
village, and., as such, voted wet in
a local option referendum. Acting
on the 1916 statistics, the Liquor
Board isused two authorities in the
village, but meanwhile Bayfield had
dwindled in size, forfeited its incor
poration and become a police village
part of Stanley Township, which is
dry by local option. When this was
called to Mr. Odette’s attention, he
refused renewal of the Bayfield au
thorities.
Sunday School Lesson
CHRISTIAN GROWTH
Sunday, Nov. 4—Luke, 2:42-52; 2
Peter, l:,5-8
Golden Text
The only normal life is the grow
ing life. Some one has said that the
difference between a post and a tree
is this: When you plant a post it
begins to decay; when you plant fl
tree it begins to grow. So we are
confronted with the question, Are
we, in Christian life, trees or posts?
A grown-up friend of a. little girl
did not see her for quite a long time
and. then, when they met each other
the friend exclaimed, “Why how
you have grown.”
"Of course,” answered the little
girl, "I wouldn’t be real if I didn’t
grow.”
Real Christians are growing Chris
tians. Our lesson tells us what en
ters into Christian growth.
In the mystery of the Incarnation
when He who was eternally the Son
Of God, therefore "in the beginning
with God” (John 1:1-, became
"flesh and dwelt among us,” we
find, that growth entered into His
human experience. As God He could
not grow; but when, while still God
He became man, He accepted all the
experiences' that are common to
mankind—except sinning. "And be
ing found in fashion as a man, He
humbled Himself and became obe
dient.” (Phil. 2:8-.
So obedience is a secret and con
dition of true growth.
From babyhood on, we read that
"the child grew, and waxed strong
in spirit, filled with wisdom” (Luke
2:40). When He was 12 years old
He Was taken by | Joseph and Mary
to Jerusalem for their annual ob*
servance, as, God-fearing Jews, of
the Feast of the Passover. After the
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■ceremonial was over the family par
ty started on their way northward
to their Nazareth home, not knowing
that “the child Jesus tarried behind
in Jerusalem.”
When His absence was discovered
Joseph and Mary "turned back again
to Jerusalem, seeking Him,” but
found Him not for three days, and
then "they found Him in the temple
sitting in the midst of the doctors,
both hearing them, and asking them
questions. And all that heard Him
were astonished at His understand
ing and answers.”
The Boy’s mother rebuked] Him
for what He had done, and Hie an
swer must have surprised, her still
more; “How is it that ye sought me?
Wist ye not that I must be about
my Father’s business?”
Mary -had just said to Him: “Thy
father and I have sought Thee sor
rowing.” She knew, of course, that
Joseph was not the father of Jesus
except by adoption; and our Lord’s
reply was a reminder of His unique
relationship to God as His only
Father.
The chapter closes with the signi
ficant words: “Jesus increased in
wisdom and stature, and in favor
with God and man.”
Yet Joseph and Mary "understood
not the saying which He spake unto
them,” as He explained His presen
ce in the temple.
One thing is very plain, however
The boy, Jesus, at that time and al
ways, was doing the will of His
Heavenly Father. He was concerned
only about that which concerned God
While His "increase in wisdom” was
divine and supernatural, and per
fect in a way that we as redeemed
sinners cannot experience, neverthe
less it obeyed the same law that God
would have us obey; faith in God
^and faithfulness to God’s will.
The apostle Peter, in his Second
Epistle, tells us what enters into the
normal Christian life, which is the
growing life. The Revised Version
gives us the meaning of the original
better than the King James Version
which reads: “Add to your faith
virtue and to virtue knowledge;
and to knowledge temperance and
to temperance patience; and to pa
tience godliness and „ to godliness,
brotherly kindness; and to brother
ly kindness charity.’”
The Revised Version reads; "In
.your faith supply virtue and in your
virtue knowledge; and in your
knowledge self-control; and in your
self-control patience and in your pa
tience godliness; and in your godli
ness, 'brotherly kindness; and in
your brotherly kindness love.”
That is, we are not to understand
that as we go on- growing in the
Christian life we are first to have
faith, then later add virtue, then la
ter knowledge, and so on. We are to
have all these characteristics to
gether, not 'one after the other; just
as we are to have, in the normal
Christian life, all "the fruit of the
Spirit” continually; "love, joy, peace
long-suffering, gentleness, goodness,
faith, meekness, self-control” (Gal.
5:22, 23).
(The Gold Text tells us to “grow
in grace and in the knowledge of
Lord and .Saviour Jesus Christ.” We
cannot "grow into grace,” as some
mistakenly think. We step into
grace by faith in Christ as our Sav
iour and then at once we are horn
again, becoming a new creation.
'From that time on we are "in grace
saved by the grace of God through
the great gift of His 'Son. Then we
are joined to Christ, having been
made members of His 'body, branch
es in Him, who is the vine as we
saw in the finst lesson of this quar
ter’s studies. "I am the vine,” says
our Lord. "Ye are the branches: he
that abide th in Me and I in him, the
same bringelh forth, mudh fruit: for
without Me ye can do nothing.”
If we would keep on growing, we
must abide in Christ and do. His will
yield ourselves wholly unto Him and
tr-uist Him to keep us and to live out
His life in us.
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USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL
FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY
Head Office, Farquhar, Ont,
President' ANGUS SINCLAIR
Vice-d’res., SIMON DOW
DIRECTORS
SAM'L NORRIS J. T. ALLISON
WiM. H. COATES, FRANK
MicCONNELL
AGENTS
JOHN ESSERY. Centralia, Agent
for Usborne and Biddulph
ALVIN L. HAIRRIS, Munro, Agent
for Fullarton and Logan
THOMAS SGOTT, Cromarty, Agenl
for Hibbert
B. W. F. BEAVERS
Secretary-Treasurer
Exeter, Ontario
GLADMAN & STANBURY
Solicitors, Exeter
WESTERN FARMERS’ MUTUAL
WEATHER INSURANCE CO.
OF WOODSTOCK
THE LARGEST RESERVE BAL
ANCE OF ANY CANADIAN MUT
UAL COMPANY DOING BUSINESS
OF THIS KIND IN ONTARIO
Amount of Insurance at Risk on
December 31st, 1932, $1'7,880.729
Total Cash In Bank and Bonds
$213,720.02
Rates—$4.50 per $1,000 for 3 years
E. F. KLOPP, ZURICH
Agent, Also Dealer in Lightning
Rods and all kinds of Firo
Insurance |