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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1941-01-23, Page 6
'J.WBSMY, .IAXU4RY SSrflj MU TUB EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE Money Isn’t Everything” by ANNE MARY LAWLER SYNOPSIS Brnpke, Three days before his wedding to wealthy dill Morton, Lyle Put” ham,, penniless socialite, receives a $50,fiOO legacy from an obscure cousin. He immediately elopes with ambitious Valerie showgirl, leaving Jill to face1 the subsequent publicity Unable to en dure the scandal, Jill takes her Aunt Lucy to New York, prepara tory to sailing for South America, In New York she visits her eld school frjend. Joan Merrill, to give her a letter that will secure her a position in the Morton New York store, Jill finds Joan has left town and decides to use the letter herself. She sends Aunt Lucy on alone to South America, has her hair dyed blonde, and applies for Work as a model in her father’s store, under the name ‘‘Joan Mer* rill”. She gets her job and makes a friend and an enemy all in the same day. GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER X When the “Serena” docked at Rio de Janeiro, Lucy Morton wasted little time admiring, the scenery. She hastily hailed a cab and rode impatiently to her hotel. She had endured a rough voyage .and a lone ly one. Her body had dutifully paced the sun-drenched deck, out her mind — and her heart—were back in New York. How were things going with Jill? Had the ridiculous masquerade been a suc cess? Had she managed to get a job and if so, had she been recog nized? Lucy’s first concern, when she reached hei' hotel, was to demand her mail. Yes, there was a letter from Jill, a thick, heavy letter, im portantly bristling with air mail , stamps. Lucy snatched it eagerly, ripped it open. Jill Writes to Lucy It was a long letter and running over with news. Jill had written: “Dear Aunt Lu- “There are so many things to tell you and I suppose I had better start at the beginning. But first let me tell you that everything is all right. “As soon as the boat left I went to the little beauty parlor and had my hair bleached a thoroughly hus sy shade of gilt. I look g’rand. On ly I don’t look like me, which is, after all, what I want most. “Then, taking Dad’s letter, and bearing up nobly under the double disguise of a .blond head and a * fictitious name, I sailed grandly down to the House of Morton and demanded a job. I gave the person nel manager—a nice but inadequate gentleman with the intense face of a Salem witch-burner—a long in volved story about Uncle John , (Daddy to you) being an old beau of Mother’s. I don’t feel a twinge at telling the story, because that part, at least, was quite true. “I got the job—also a scare when he announced that he knew my fa ther well. ('Or should I say Joan’s father? It’s all so involved). The salary seemed very generous,of him —$75 a week. But I suppose lots of people live on that, even in New York. : “Thereupon I began to meet people. There is a Mr. Arthur Brinker, my boss. He has a greasy smile—when he smiles, which isn’t often—and the meanest eyes on record, I want tn wrap :an Indian blanket • when Into view. “All the other models you I aih now a model? model, darling, so spare your .blush es) share my lack of enthusiasm for Mr. B., known as Slippery Sam. “The models are nice. There are the twins, Steve and Izzie (Stepha nie and Isolde, no less). I can’t tell them dpart and nobody else can. They’re blonde—butter blonde —the real thing. “Mildred (Mid) Wallace is a quiet girl with literary tastes. She myself in he heaves (did I tell A dress the looks like sowethixigr, out pf au English hunting print. ‘ She’s what Mr. B, calls a ‘brownette,... A Piotw© of Gay “Gabrielle (Qay) Roberts is lush, type of female I despise. Toni '(more of Toni later) says Gay is a heel and I should keep away from, hei' with both feet. Gay’s hair is red-—synthetic red. I don’t like her a bit, >She treats me with an air of condescension that makes me forget I have no furthei’ right to be arrogant. She is very curious about me and has learned (Toni says from Slippery Sam), that I went to school with Jill Morton. If she knew I was Jill Morton in the flesh, she’d curl up and, expire. Irnv tempted to tell her, but of course I never do. She spends all her time reading the more lurid tabloids and discussing Jill. Morton, jilted at the very altar. It’s an obsession with her. She tries to pump me about the object of hex* interest and is-' quite indignant when I make onlv the briefest replies. “She's about my ovei’ that, stand why a great to-do about ‘taking bread out of the mouths of the needy. Once she asked me outright, ‘Why are you working?’ And I answered. ‘Fox* the same reason-you are. Be cause eating is a habit I find dif ficult to break’. “I have taken on Joan Merrill’s background as well as her name, so I merely tell one and all my father lost his money and I am hard up. “Gay wonders openly why none of my ‘fine friends’ evei’ visits me. I have an answer for that, too. I merely to have portion ance. “Gay Toni says that is because of Slip pery Sam. I feel that I could de pose her with ease, inasmuch hs Bam has accidentally patted me on the hip pocket twice and asked me to dinner once. He won’t repeat the experiments' again and the joke is he daren’t fire. me. because of Dad’s letter of recommendation. Toni is a Beal Friend suspicious of me—not. identity, so don’t worry She just can’t under pin working. She makes remark that friends seem a way of vanishing in pro to a shrinking bank bal- is the favored model here. Mor- been man. and she in New for jun- lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll^ cided. Spirit and humor and an. enormous fund of determination, Yes, and courage. “She’ll be all right/’ Lucy Morton told herself. “She has the right stuff in her/* Jill Is Lonely But Jill was by no means as op timistic. as the tons of her letter migh indicate, She was incredibly lonely, to begin with—the frantic and desperate loneliness of a- per son who has never been alone since birth. ’ There was no one in whom she could confide, no one with whom she -could, share the long leisure hours. No one, actually who cared whether she reported for work in the morning ar whethei' she van ished forever into the mists ovex’ the mists over the river. The sudden and painful isolation, the poignant nostalgia for home and family and friends, the bitter longing foi’ Lyle:—these combined to weigh upon hex’ heart until it must break again and again. Toni was her only refuge, and to her Jill turned eagerly. Her friend liness was real. „ Hei' kindnesses manifold. Jill clung to hei’ through the long working hours. But each night she said good-bye to Toni at the employees’ entrance, Each night she returned to her lonely hotel room. Daily she dragged her protesting body from bed at 7.30, never with out a shudder pf remembrance and* regret for that warm, soft nest at home, with the breakfast tray Ly • her bedside and the’ sun foaming through the windows. . Daily she snatched a hasty break fast, with only a newspaper for companionship, and walked the few • short squares to Morton’s. Then— another day and its labor: ' Jill would have Aunt Lucy be lieve the work was glamorous. It might have been, perhaps, without the burden of bitterness she bore. It was, instead, long and wearying labor, a dizzying round of hues and tones and fabrics, of heavy head aches alone witty friendliness and her sudden infec tious bursts- ’Of -laughter. Brinker was a continuous greasy nightmare’. Gay was malicious and annoying. Scarcely a month had passed since the “Serena” slipped seaward from New York harbor, and Jill was ready t.o admit she could bear no more. “I’ll cable Aunt Lucy to come back. No, I’ll join her. Or I’ll go back to Chicago—” Toni to the Rescue finally decided waylaid her in dreary after- finally decided The “Look, my room- Would you—be in- Toni said. “Lots of thp small piec es are. Now take the beds. They don’t look like much/*—-and they didn’t-—-“brut 1 bought good springs and mattresses. The one by the window is yours. I fix the place up, little by little, as much as I can- I don’t have a great deal of money to spend. I send some home each week, you hnew.” Jill looked at her in astonishment. “We’re a big family and Mom and Pop can always use a few extra dollars/’ Jill became newly aware of the uses and value to which money could he put. Toni continued, ‘‘If Doris had been really interested in the place, I,could have done more with it. But she never was.” “Why did she leave?” Jill asked the 'question idly, more to fill silent moment than from sense of curiosity. “Doris met a man.” The was sufficient. It conveyed no of wedding bells nor the legal and social amenities, “She -posed for artists/’ Toni confided. “She was a knockout. Sometimes she made a lot of mopey. Sometimes —- she didn’t. She got tired of being poor. Of living in a place like this. Of always having to scrape and scramble to get nice things. We all do, Only—some of us are a little fussy about the way we get our fur coats,” ‘‘I—see/* in a any tone hint I Phone 40w Listen to “The Shadow”—CFRB, Tues.t 8.30 p.m., CKCO, Tues., 9.00 p.m., CFRC, Thurs., 8.00 p.m. X TRIE YEAR YOU,T®O SHOULO change THE COLOUR GUARANTEES THE QUALITY/ Try *blue coal’. Let it prove in your furnace why thousands say it’s the greatest heating value money can buy, PHONE FOR A TON TODAY W. C. ALLISON aunt. I’ll them later. It’s mere- and protesting feet. Toni made it bearable, with her ■comments and her bright Before Day Half Over Women Who should be strong and healthy Become weak, run down and worn out, and are unable to attend to their household duties, They get up in the morning dreading the day’s work ahead of them, Some disease or eonstitutinnal dis turbance has left its mark in the form of shattered, nerves, impover ished bleed, and. an exhausted con dition of the entire System. Women will find in Milbum’s Health and Nerve Pills the remedy they need to supply food for the exhausted nerve force, and. one that will help theta back to sound, perfect health again. Ihe1. Milburn Co., Ltd., Tdroato, Out. “Never a dull moment at ton’s. “Toni, in case you have worrying anxiously, is not a She is about the size of a pint of cream, with the blackest hair this side of midnight and a pair of can did and penetrating brown eyes. Her name is Antoinette Drake is the only small model York. Brinker uses her ior miss and deb things. “She has been very kind to me and I like her a lot. • She’s one of those rare creatures—a devastat ingly honest woman. She’s from Pittsburgh.' She has an apart ment with another girl. Her pre sent boy friend is a lad by the fas cinating name of Slick. She has three brothers, two sisters, a grand mother and a crippled get to know more about Toni has no reticence “The work isn’t hard. ly doing from 9 to 6 what I have done all my life—wear beautiful clothes. “I drew on my bank account be fore you sailed and had the' check cashed at the hotel. Today I open ed a bank account in the name of Joan Merrill,. I feel delightfully sinister and criminal, slinking about the -city under an assumed name. “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself and if things do get out of hand I’ll cable you to come back and straighten them out for me. Having a job is good fox’ me—it keeps my mind off other things—Lyle, for instance, and the whole dreadful mess. If it weren’t for Gay and her tabloids, they’d fade away much sooner. “I’m thinking of taking an apart ment somewhere. I’ll let you know if I make any change. “Send any letters that come to me via air mail. I’ll whip you up another batch of notes to send Dad, 1*11 go heavy on the heart interests for his benefit Poor Dad, if ho knew where I am now— “Tell him, when you write, that I am well and., growing reconciled. Tell him I am beginning to suspect I was only infatuated with Lyle, and not in love with him, He might believe it—from you. “I must stop now, 7.30 -comes early in New York and working girls meed their'beauty sleep. Good night darling. No carrying with any Argentine, hidalgos. All my love, JILL (Alias Joan Merrill) hex* mark.” Lucy reload the iettet with; nd* mltatlon and a gentle twinge of The girl had spirit, she de- It was Toni who for her—Toni, who the washroom one noon when Jill had she could endure no more, little girl said, mate’s leaving, terested. in moving in with me? We ought to get along, I’m too small for your things and you’re too tall for mine. We shouldn’t cramp each other’s styles,” For a., moment Jill planned to say, “I’m sorry—but I’m going home.” But the eagerness in the dark eyes forestalled her. After all Jill thought, I could try it for a while. If I idont like it, I could pull out. Then the memory of Lyle assailed her. How could she go home? How could she meet him, casually, in a restaurant, at a party? How could one city be large enough for them bridges are burned thought. Now and for ‘‘Why, thanks, Toni/ herself saying, gratefully. “Thanks. I'd love it.” In her heart she wondered, “What next?” both? now, always. ’ she heard CHAPTER XI on The apartment of Which Toni was so boastingly proud, was, Jill dis covered, a jumble of awkward rooms in a neighborhood of similar cheap apartments. It was a walk-up, two flights above a seedy street, with no brass-buttoned doormen nor self-operating elevators to lend it dignity and distinction. “X was hoping to get it fixed up nicer before you moved in,” Toni regretted sincerely. “I hadn’t ex pected you to make up your mind all in one piece, It needs painting and new curtains and—*” To Jill’s prejudiced, eyes it needed a great many things. New bath room fixtures for instance. A few decent mirrors. A better gas range. Rugs instead of the shame faced carpets, patternless and dim with age and wear. ‘‘It’s — lovely/’ Jill lied gallant* ly. Homesickness swept her with a stinging sense of loneliness. The beautiful sunny bedroom that had been hers at home—the sleek mod ern furniture—the magnificent dra peries—the softly furred rugs— Her New Homo “All. this furniture isn’t mine," The Exeter Times-Advocate Established 1873 and 1387 at Exeter* Ontario Published every Thursday morning subscription—?2.00 per- year 1® advance rates—Farm er Real Estate far sale 50c. each Insertion for flixt fopT insertions, 25c. each subse quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar ticles, Ta Rent, Wanted. Led. W Found lQc. per line of six words, Reading notices 10c. per line. Card of Thanks 5Qe. Legal ad vertising 12 and $c. per line. In Memoriam, with one ver.ee 50c« extra verses 25e. each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Professional Cards 'GLADMAN & STANBURY (F. W. Gladman) BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, &c Money to Loan, Investment® Madf Insurance SaferQeposit Vaults for use of ou? Clients without charge EXETER and HENSALL Jill Tells Aunt Lucy Jill wrote to Aunt Lucy, telling her of the change in residence and narrating at comic length the story of the painting of the little apart ment., a task at which the daughter of the Morton millions was eager but awkward. .» The letters with the colorful for eign stamps Jill explained to Toni as coming from an aunt who travel ed as companion to a wealthy in valid. Toni accepted this piece of fiction unquestioningly. The shabby little apartment grew upon Jill, gradually and subtly. Her eyes became, after a while, less fiercely critical of its defects. She 1 spent some money—carefully, for Toni had a strong pride—on little odds and ends, fiestaware dishes, a lamp, a few small throw rugs, an end table. Toni made new curtains, bought a brightly blocked luncheon cloth, -crocheted some whatnots for the furniture. The little rooms began to glow with the pride of being cared for and loved. Now, for Jill; the nights were no longer long and lonely. The two girls rushed home from work, stop ping hastily at scrubby neighbor hood shops for supplies. Toni, pre siding over ,the .decrepit and temper amental gas stove, proved to be an excellent and frequently inspired cook. Jill became, to her own amazement, chief table-setter and dishwasher. i I Jill Meets Slick Allen Inevitably, Jill met Toni’s “steady”, the sleek and sallow Slick Allen. He was an ubiquitous per son with gray-marble eyes and clothes which were, oddly, so per fectly tailored as to be offensive. Jill disliked him on. sight, .His first sentence laced her heart with chill, “Joan Merrill? Oh, yes, the girl who went to school with the Morton kid. Your dad used to be a broker. Then he went broke, like a lot of other people.,. Died a couple of years ago. Used to have a big stone house in' the fifties.” “I told him all about you,” Toni offered. TO BE CONTINUED PLENTY OF GOOD SEED FOR SPRING USE IN IN HURON COUNTY 'Owing to the difficulty in har vesting crops in the fall of 1940, many farmers have not a sufficient amount pf good quality seed grain for seeding this Spring. The ex cessive rainfall prevented the har vesting of .much grain until it had deteriorated, not only in auality, but also in germinating ability. On the other hand, many farmers in each Township were fortunate in getting their crops stook-threshed early or stored under cover before the rainy weather caused much damage. In an effort to render a useful service to Huron County farmers so that those needing Seed supplies would not have to go outside the County for them, the Agricultural committee of the Huron County Council at their fall meeting re- commended that the Agricultural Representative, J, C. Shearer, con duct a seed survey through the rur al reeves and deputy reeves, and also by other means, to locate suit able supplies of good quality seed for sale. Whole-hearted support met> this venture and to-day a list has been compiled so that buyer and seller can easily be put, in touch with each other, These lists .are in the hands of each rural reeve and de puty reeve, and it is requested that farmers needing seed this Spring contact their local representative for sources of supply. The following amounts of seed have been listed: Oats, 12,000 bus., Mixed| Grain, 2,000 .bus., Buck wheat, 20'0' bus., Field 'Peas, 200 bus., Barley, 4,000' bus., Hybrid Corn, 100 bus., Field Beans, 200 bus,, Sudan Grass, 2,000 lbs., Tim othy, 5,000 lbs., and smaller quan tities of Soyabeans and Red Clover CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, && INVESTMENTS, INSURANCE Office* Carling Block, Main Steee*', EXETER, ONT. Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S, DENTIST • Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. Closed Wednesday Afternoona Dr. H. H. COWEN, L.D.S.,D.D S DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the Post Office. 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Order Blue Coal and we have it, also Large Lump Alberta Coal HAMCO Dustless Coke “ Prices are Right ings Certificates. The party con sisted of young people front Mont real, Toronto, Quebec, Hamilton and Philadelphia On route to spend the New Year holiday ski ing at Iron Hill Youth Hostel near West Shefford In the fam ous ski-ing district of the teastern Townships in the Province ofi Quebec. At the hostels the young people are provided for by “house parents’’, in the case of the Iron ' Hill hostel, Mr. and Mrs, Tom * Wilson. Mr, and Mrs. Fred Den- ■ ton. chairman and secretary res- • pectively of the Province of Que-1 r bed Youth Hostels Association wore <4 the party* Phone 12 Granton We Deliver Who can escape Envy or blame Who speaks or writes #br public faind?it k