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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1936-07-30, Page 2THURSDAY, JULY 30th, 1030 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE is “GOOD PENNY” BY BARBARA WEBB • WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE yesterday Judith Pennet had a long talk with Harvey Teller, a detec tive. She had engaged him io clear her father, Chester pennet’s name from the charge of embez zlement for which he was serving a penitentiary term. Teller sug gested the simplest way of freeing her father 'was to get Gilbert Saunders, a powerful politician, to fall in love with her and en gineer Chester’s pardon. Saunders protects the night club, the Gold en Bubble, where Judy is soon, billed as “The Good Penny.” Af ter this talk witih Teller, Judith went home. To attempt deliber ately to captivate .Saunders meant a betrayal of Spencer Owen to whom she is still in love. She telephoned Spencer to come to the house . . . I waiting.” Judy softly said. of nothing except our getting mar ried, keeping you from the Golden Bubble, why I was miserable. As soon as I decided to let you go your own way, give time a chance t Straighten things out . . . why ■felt better.” “Time won’t ever straighten things out between us, Spencer,” said Judy somberly, “that’s what I’ve got to make you understand tonight.’’ “Explain yourself, darling . . . dismal . , . depressing , . . Judy’ said Spencer, kissing her beween each adjective, hrawing her back into his arms. She tried to, “You see, Spencer, every day now I’ll be going in one direction, you in another. I'll be meeting, making friends with people you can’t possibly like, maybe even people you’ll have to fight against, legally, in your office, I’ll be talked about, and while my reputation goes rown, yours will go up. People will say 'finer and finer things about you, worse and worse things about me. up, Spencer, me. I’m go- I owe him Spencer, you CHAPTER X Aunt Mary apprised of Spencer’s coming declared for a diplomatical ly early bedtime for herself. “Tho’ fwhere you’ll sit in this house is more than I can tell, my pet,” she added. “We'll go out on the porch. The old swing’s still there.” Judith’s mouth tightened at this reference. “Or maybe we'll drive if Spencer brings his car. And, Aunt Mary, get together all father’s and mother^. papers just as soon as we are moved will you, please? The detective wants to see them. He thinks he might find some clue in them that would help in finding new evidence, .you know.” “Til do that, Judith, but you mustn’t hope too much . . . about .anything.” Judith smiled at her. “I’m really telling Spencer good-by tonight, Aunt Mary. We’ve been angry, too close to things other times. Tonight is final, and I have to make him see that it is.” “He’s a hard.headed young man,” Aunt Mary observed, and Judith tailed to note the hopeful tone in Aunt Mary’s voice. Spencer came early. “Can we go driving ” Judith ask- ‘It’s rather terrible here in. the to' move out of the shield- “Spencer, if I . . well, that the get Daddy’s freedom is to that you you put his dear of make it -I didn’t to make us happy.” “But I am happy be with you, Judy. I’ve miss- terrilbly. And I was honestly to come around after that I had with Sam Emory. I’m Not sorry if he both- He’s really Aunt Mary nice about it. man, .Spence. She’s knitting socks for ed. house with everything ready In the morning.” “Of course, darling.” He arms around her. “It was you to send for me, Judy.” She freed herself. “Don’t so hard for us, Spencer. I— send for you to- Spencer smiled, just to ed you scared mix-up sorry about that, Judy. I punched him, but s:orry ered you.” “He was a very nice likes him. him.” Spencer laughed as he backed the car out of the drive. “Good for Aunt ’Mary. She knows there are more ways of killing a cat than choking it to death with butter.” “What do you mean?” SpenceFs Diagnosis “Having accepted a pair of hand- knitted socks from Aunt Mary, Sam is hardly apt to make any passes at Aunt Mary’s niece, is he? Or let any one else make ’em, either, if -can. be prevented.” “Oh.” “I like Aunt Mary,” Spencer went on. “She’s sound as a, nut and does dreamed of.” Spencer kissed her. “Things change, Judy. Everything’s changed for us. I realise that now. I didn’t at first. But where you despair, I don’t. I think, Judy, that you must take your fling at this . . at this Golden Bubble, tihe money you’ll make, at trying to get your father’s freedom. And I think when you’ve tried for a while . . . well, then I think you’ll come back again to real things, to- our love, to the world we can build together. I’m a little older than you, Judy, I’ve had to wait more (for things I want. I want you, I’ll always want you. And I can wait, Judy. I'm waiting now, I've been waiting ever since tihe trial was over. I'll keep on “And trusting?” “Yes.” She sat forward, ing of his arms. . if it seems that. way to get Daddy’s freedom is ... to do things, know people perhaps aren’t . . . well, what could approve of . . . would still trust me?” little that you’re me terribly . . . little that yu’re night-club business. I’d try to derstand. I ... I couldn’t believe enything wrong . . vile you, Judy. You aren’t capable of anythin, ly vile. I think you could be, maybe will be, foolish and reckless and headstrong, but Ibrave people nearly always are. Yes, hours in my own people talk about that. But I love can’t help that, either? How Far Will Penny “Suppose,” said Judith, even went so far as to * * some o,ne else ...” Spencer was silent a long time. “I’m not able even to imagine that, Judy,” he said at last. “But if I did, would you forget me then?’’ “No. I couldn’t. But if you mean would I make a fool tof us both by hanging round, whining, bothering you—no, I’d never d-o that. I—I couldn’t understand it if you mar ried some one else, because I be lieve you love me. You do, don’t you Judy?” “Yes.” “Then ihow could you marry some one else?” z “If it was the only way to—to help—” Spencer moved impatiently. “You have too damn 'much sense f,or that, Judy. The day when a girl mar ried the villian to save the old home stead ibelongs to the ’past, if she ever did. Mostly my guess is that the villian in the case had a lot of good things the -heroine wanted and she wasn’t so noble as she thought she was. And then,” he hesitated but went on, “you ought to- know, Judy, the misery that comes from a loveless marriage. It doesn’t any one.” “I wasn’t thinking much love,” said Judith. “But I do that sometimes two people, a man and a woman, deal. The man material thing, woman wants. some value, material or otherwise that the man wants. They trade, with their eyes open, not pretend ing to be in love at all. I thinj kind of marriagej this ; a going on with i it still stings going on with this un- ever of I know you too well, real- I’ll spend little you. you some hell when I can’t help Judy ... I Go? ‘that I * marry help about think can make a sort of has something, some perhaps, that the (She has something, __ SriAiat "succeed.” In Search of Happiness “It might, if they were both -hon est about it. But it wouldn’t be a happy marriage, Judy.” “Funny,” said Judith, “the way we all seem to (believe we were made to be happy. Sometimes think we are, and the times ourselves most -unhappy are try so hard to be happy, wanted to be happy with Cli'o. wasn't. Clio wanted to be happy with Clarence (Stevens.” “Maybe she is.” “We, you and I, Spencer, want to be happy together. It scares me, trying so hard to be happy, No one makes it, really.’-’ Spencer was thoughtful. “You1!1© too grown up for me, Judith, yet .there’s something in what you say. [Give a thing up instead -of trying so Foard for it and it turns around and ■comes back to you. I think it’s something of that sior-t I’ve been thinking of, trying to act by lately, not easy to give up the world I’d I mean that so long as I could think r I don’t we make when we Daddy Ha you. I know that now, Spencer, really know it, and—and, well it is | RURDOCK ?■ litters tones up the £ the stomach, and re iking, gna nd flatul d soun to th The bloat the empty, the belching the rising and more ft from stoma Burdock membrane li r _____, __ stores the naftWl process of digestion. Take B.B.B. and get rid of your stomach trouble, £ after meals; g before meals; y between meals; , of food, all these t of those suffering craclfos in cm bam cream i t^Fgest. ere in se story > by Kellogg Slice a banana into a bowl of Kellogg’s Uice Krispies, Pour on milker cream. You’ve ne I know you love it the cling none, drive pro- time farewell. again, when?” Spen- I’m not going to give no matter what it costs ing to get Daddy free, that, you don’t know, can’t know how terrible his life has been and now, sihut away ...” she drew a long breath of clean sea air. Dismissed Spencer turned her so he could look directly at her, “Darling,” his voice was serious, “remember this No matter how I may try to joke about it . , . and here with you now, where I can touch you, look at you, it doesn’t seem real that we are to be parted ... I know that you’re deliberately choosing a hard .path for yourself. me Judith. And I know that to do anything that seems to separate us (hurts you, as it hurts me. But I’m trusting not just you, Judy, not just myself, but something higher than either of us, our love for each other. It is going to be hard for both of us, any hope o happiness for us toge ther. I won’t give up, Judith. Now nor ever.” And Judith, with the thought of Gilbert (Saunders dark in her mind, lifted her face to Spencer’s and kiss ed him. What did it matter, she asked herself, that for her this kiss was farewell . . . for .Spencer meant hope? She had done all she could, tried to make him see parting of the ways. Let him to hope if he could. .She had And yet, through the long home she kept close to him, longing the comfort of his strength, forgetting for moments ata that this was “I see you cer asked ther at the home door. “I don’t know, Spencer; don’t try to see me, please.” His face contracted. “Whatever you wish, Judith. I’ll wait for a sign I don’t want to trouble you. But I'll wait, Judith . . . don’t forget that.’ The dolor closed between them. She heard .him drive away.- She stood a long, long time, leaning against the door, wondering dully if she could go up those steps 'to the haven (of her room, and when, fin ally, she did climb the steps, taking them one at a .time like a hurt child, it was to lie awake until gray light told her morning had come . morning and the move from house . . . the beginning of next chapter in her life. CHAPTER XI the this thatA double shadow lay over Friday for Judith. Full of sorrow and 'tragedy as many hours in the big house had been, it had still meant home for her for years and years. When the last piece of furniture had gone and Aunt Mary with it, Judith made a final tour of the em pty rooms. f” * _ Gbiden Bubble. Re hearsal over, she would go to the apartment. She no more. Every roam Ghosts walked not recall moving into this house. She had been only four years old at the time. But she found herself trying to picture that long-ago day. Had 'Clio been pleased? Chester surely ih-ad been proud. Suddenly Judith remembered a boy she had known when she was in the seventh or eighth grade, just beginning to take an interest in boys as hoys. She remembered his name, Jack Morris. He had developed a terrible crush on -her. He brought her candy to school, apples, new lead pencils. He waited to walk home with her. He hung around the yard. He roller skated when she did and if she went to ride her bicycle, she would find him at her side. She despised him, He was so easy. So Silly. It hadn't lasted long. He transferred his ju venile affections to another girl. But Judith remembered now ’how she had hated Jack Morris. Had Clio perhaps felt the same unreasoning contempt for Chester? For the 'first time in her life Judith felt some stirring of sympathy for her mother. It must be terrible . . terrible ... to be adored and to have no love tfo give in return, She saw again those innumerable break fasts, Chester at one end • df the table, “More coffee, dear?” “Lot Hindle make you some fresh toast.” Her mother absorbed or protending to he in the morning paper until tho moment when Chester came to kiss her good-bye. (She would turn her cheek to him, but Chester never seemed to notice, Ho would kiss her mouth and oven to Judith, too yowng ■N v| % BANANA SPECIAL crackle er tasted a cereal that $^nbines so wel with the flavor of ripe fr Rice Kopies ishing a At grocei the Mo® package. 1 in London, Ontario. easy ever Exeter QfaWrA&uiirtrtt Established 1873 and 1887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday morning SUBSCRIPTION—$2.0'0 per year in advance /JIATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for first four insertions. 25c. each subse quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, or Found 10c. per line of six words. 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A dry sob rose in Judith’s throat. iShe gave her self a behind But ahead, form of a man she .had never seen, Curious that, unknown, unseen, he She glad her GREENWAY Manford. Belling CARLING &^MORL£¥r BARRISTERS, |0LlCprtms, &e> LOANS, IWJS^SmENTS, INSURANCE Office; Carling Block, Mjnin Stree®, EXETER. ONT. little sihake. The shadow now. a longer, darker shadow It was vague, wearing lay 1 i lay the should so haunt the future for her, Gilbert Saunders. It was a thoiught ’ she -climbed a long steep hill with ' ■him watching her every step, wait- I ing for her at -the crest osf the path. ' Spencer’s face, dear, familiar, be loved, watched too, but (he could not top her ascent. And as she neared Gilbert’s figure, (Spencer’s receded. Behind Gilbert in this waking dream of Judith’s stood a pair icif iron doors If she could stand at -Gilbert’s side the doors would open. Chester would issue forth into the sun denied him I for so long. I -She shook herself again, Morbid such ifancies were. She would leave this house, haunted so terribly by the past, -by tihe future. There was work ahead for her. (She would get at it. They rehearsed in -costume that day, working until late in the after noon. Judith’s brief black satin strewn with bright new pennies that jingled against each other here and there changed her into a girl she hard'ly knew. It was a sophisticat ed piece of costuming, a remark able contrast to the face above it. Red-brown curts and big eyes were still naive, innocent. But the mouth had grown 'older, more mature. In repose it was a little sad. “I’ll have -to keep smiling,” she told herself after a minute study of her reflec tion in the 'full-length mirror. She went to the apartment ex pecting. to' find confusion there, al most wishing to' find it, for it would .mean she could Ikeep busy. But Aunt ■Mary Iliad tlhdngs in beautiful order. (Continued next week.) PRINTERS’ INK AND THE FARM .She jvas due .soon for J---&a- .clli&L would return here had its memories, with her. She could ■carbon black in the British Empire and most of the carbon mentioned in statistics as orginating in Empire countries is in fact from Canada. The carbon is used .for many puirpo- es but .principally in the printers’ ink’ trade and the dubber industry. Printers’ ink of otiher days, in com mon with many other importane art icles of commerce, was originally an agricultural product. The inks Df the very early ages were prepared from .charcoal or soot mixed with gu.m, glue, or varnish, -much after the style of the ordinary folack print ing ink oif today, the principal con stituents of which are lampblack and thick linseed oil. The Chinese ascribe the invention of ink to Tien Tcheu who lived be tween 2697 B.C. and 25'97 B.C., and it is known that the encient Egypt ians prepared and used inks at a very early date. An Egyptian docu ment—a papyrus—with written characters of the date 2500 B.C. is still in existence. Two thousand years later the emperors of Greece and of Rome were wont to sign their decrees with a flourish in purple ink. Since these days the numbers and kinds of ink have been many, and today some of the finest inks In the world are manufactured in Can ada. BELLEVILLE — Metal radiator caps are sneered at by United States motorists, at least in this section of Ontario. A shiny, new automobile, raced through Belleville streets with the red, bushy tail of a fox flaunting in the breeze from its radiator cap. It was followd by another car with a pair of wolf tails floating in the air. Its driver was lamenting a lost tro- pjiy—-the which ha tall of a “striped kitty” hadn’t stopped to collect. have Ayl- Sun- Dr. G. F. Roulston,J L.D.S., Office: Cai EXET Closed Wednesday Afternoons (Crowded out last week) Miss Ada Rainsden, of Toronto, spent the week-end with Miss Lillian Ulens. Mr. and Mrs. and Mr. and Mrs. Foston, of Detroit, were guests with Mr. and Mrs, Hy. Belling. Mr. Russell Pollock lost a valuable horse last week. Misses Ruby and Doris Hicks been, employed at the Bend. Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Wilson, mer, called on relatives here on day. Master Jack Greed, of Sarnia, is a guest of his aunt Mrs. Elton Curts. Mr. and Mrs. Jas. Wallman and Marilon are on their vacation with relatives here. Mr. Hugh Wilson, of Windsor, at tended his uncle, Mr. A. Pollock’s, funeral and called on relatives. Mr. and Mrs. Wm. McLinchey en tertained a few friends to an ice cream social last Tuesday evening. We regret to report Mrs, Steward- son continues very ill. There was a meeting of the Har mony Class held at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Harry Isaac with 46 pres ent. After a social -half hour ice cream and cake were served. The Mission Band held a very suc cessful ice cream social last Thurs day evening. Games conducted by the leaders Mrs. Elton Curts and Mrs. Milton pollock were enjoyed Later after everyone had disposed of ice cream and cake in the usual way Rev. Mr. Whiting gave a very inter esting talk on Japanese customs. Proceeds were $8.00. (Mrs. Sheptherd, of Detroit, is visit ing Mr. E. Eggart. and her son El mer Shepherd. Mr. Oscar .Smithers of Warsaw, and Mr. John .Smithers, of St. Marys visited Mr. and Mrs. Albert Smithers Dr. H. H. COWEN,>.D.S.,D.DSL DENTAL SU^EON Successor to the lajp Dr. Office opposite tf’e Pn^FXiffice, Main Str^ggBxeter Office 36w Telephones Rea. 36j Closed Wednesday Afternoons JOHN WARD chiropractic! osteq^thy, EIASCTRO-THEiAPY^rULTRA- VIOLET JPpKMENTS i PHMRE 70 MAIN ST. ■ EXETER ARTHUR WEBER LICENSED AUCTIONED For Huron and Middhj$ FARM SALESjA SH^IALTY PRICES ^EA^^ABLE SATISFACTIOW&UARANTEED Phone 57-13 Dashwood R. R. No. 1, DASHWOOD Death of JR’. A. Pollock Mr. Andrew Pollock was born in La Chute, Quebec, and passed away on July 12th in his 75th year. He was a son of the late .Mr. and Mrs. Solo mon Pollock. He spent most of his life here on a farm excepting a few years he was in partnership with his brother-in-law Mr. Delbert Mollard, in a store at Grand Bend. He was a good citizen, staunch Liberal and faithful member of the former Meth odist Church. (Family loyalty--Vas one of his oufstaiKlihg characteris tics a^d-Tfre""was a kind and obliging neighbor. The funeral, conduct ed Hy Rev. J. ,B. Moore was very largely attended and interment was in the family plot in Grand Bend cemetery. Six nephews were bearers Beautiful floral offerings silently spoke of much esteem and sympathy for the bereaved. He leaves to mourn his loss his widow (Miss Emma Mol lard) three sons Harold, Russell and Milton and two daughters, Mrs. E. H. McPherson, of Toronto and Miss Ruby, of Hamilton. Six grandchil dren also five brothers, James, Solo mon, Joseph, Rolbert and Albert and six sisters, Miss Mary, Mrs. R. Eng lish, Mrs. Archie McIntosh, Mrs. A., McIntosh, Mrs. C. Woodburn Mrs. Albert Smithers. Ambiguov GIVE YOUR RUB IN Sahi AgenU: HatoM F. Ritchie A Co., Limited, Toronto TO lather car last week-.and was k !ked senseless. XERCISE FRANK TAYLOR diesex PECIALTY LICENSED AUCTI For Huron and FARM SALES Prices Reasq| 1 and Satisfaction an teed EXETER ’P. O. or RING 138 USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY Head Office, Farquhar, Ont. W. H. COATES .SAMUEL NORRIS President Vice-President DIRECTORS JOHN McGARTH, J. T. AL ANGUS|lSINCLAIR, Mhackney &SON >AGENTSfr E'SSilRY. .Cwmralia, Agent Usitbrne,jaffa Biddulph L, *4 *** for 1 JOHN for ALVIN I—* jljv&cu THOMAS «(X)TT, Cromarty, Agen® ‘■'■U TT LH’Fi JRIS, Munro, Agent ;on and Logan for Hibbert B. W. F. BEAVERS Secretary-Treasurer Exeter, Ontario GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Exeter Cedar Chests AND |EW FUR^URE Also furnit|re reaweiled to order. We take all kinds of ca binet wow^Fkitchens, etc at^hb- DASHWOD PLANING MILL HYDRO REPORT FOR MAY A recent Hydro Bulletin gives the amount of power used by the var ious municipalities for the month of May and also th© afirount of the in terim bill. The report shows that Exeter used 407 h,p, at an interim •cost of $1358. Other municipalities were as follows Goderich 93 6 h.<p.....$3354.00 Clinton 4411 H .... 1433.00 Seaforth 486 O .... 1417.00 Wingham 239 n .... 1046.00Brussels10-5 n ..... 4(55.00 Hensail 164 ..... 713.00 Blyth 70 >>.... 367.00 Mitchell 446 .... 1228.00 parkhill 140 .... 745.00 Alisa Craig 98 h .... 426.00 Lucan 124 H .... 404.00 Granton 57 if .... 264.00 Dashwood 72 if .... 320.00 Zurich 84 if ..... 456.00