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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1941-07-17, Page 2
T'MURSBAY, JULY 17th, Wl THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE for a a trifle But » at- Wertheim.last and. j SCOTT FAMILY REUNION Exeter I Salthire. Mark t ARTHUR WEBER ■5 She * * ■T. ran be- out Crowther, Wertheim. con-’ She he His said this and unusually golfer usually It is better to be laughed at for shoving on the brake than to shove on the gas and be cried'over. Mrs. tell You He fell life of a girl of Bridget’s said she had her • pearls, and what more, did She The regist- her hand, and in a trembling HURONPALE w: I. PICNIC to me, you Don’t worry about that! her?” said didn’t you awful little fool!” said ■ * * FRANK TAYLOR LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron aiid Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY Prices Reasonable and Satisfaction Guaranteed . EXETER P. O. or RING 188 .the box. case, please,” said' . the the court.' There was a complained Diana, bit- • continued to snap at until Mrs. Garforth ... ' / » Vice-Pres. ... T.. G. BALLANTYNE , Woodham, R.R. 1 hand was firm on her jail for you, ♦ . and Mrs. Walter Fossold the and had was and Salt me, it’s "Do you things?" Head Office,, Exeter, Ont. President ........ JOHN McGRATH Dublin, .Ont.' Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. CHtosed Wednesday Afternoons , i If he doesn’t jump say teal quick, 1, •.Terry i WM. H. SMITH . LICENSED AUCTIONEER For Huron and Middlesex Special training assures yOu of your property’s true value on sale day. Graduate of American Auction College Terms Reasonable and Satisfaction Guaranteed' Crediton P. O. or Phone 43-2i . ® v. • Genius and fortune ave strangers. USBORNE & HIBBERT MUTUAL FERE INSURANCE COMPANY Four west visit TORONTO Try Hotel Waverley Located on Wide Spadina Ave. at College St. Easy Parking Facllltiea Convenient to Highways ZTT— - - uw Io nwKates -^19 •: - $lMlo».W B*®_ Four to Boo®, $5.98 to $LH Close to tho University, Parliament Buildings, Maple Le.af pardon•» Theatroa, .’ Hospitals, Wholesale Houses, . and the Fashionable Retail Shopping Dirtriot. A> Ml POWELL. FmetSlOEHT < Professional C; LICENSED AUCTIONEER • , For Huron and Middlesex FARM SALES A SPECIALTY PRICES REASONABLE SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Phone 57-13 Dashwood B. R. No. 1, DASHWOOD by Bentley Ridge vised in the meantime to say nothing to youi' aunt.” "Very well?* said Bridget, and added shakily, ”1 wish I hau not let you do ring on into her "Mrs., It was true. It was a heavy-eyed Bridget, more repressed, more non descript than ever* who sat with them at dinner in the hotel dining room, and picked at her food, Mrs, Garforth and the girls gone shopping, and Bridget alone when Mark Salt called asked to see her. Bridget saw ip the sitting-room of their suite; she hadn’t seep him sipce that aw ful eveuiug on the ship; her heart was bursting with all the things she wanted to say, though she hardly knew how to begin. He gave her no time for any of them. His tone, cheerfully imper sonal, was one of hurried command: "I wani you to come out with me!" "Now?" Bridget was confused. "Where?” "I’ll explain later, I have a taxi below. Will you put on a hat and come? There’s no time to talk now. I’ll bring you back here in half an hour.” He took her down in the lift, hur ried hei’ out to the taxi, When it started, he explained, a hard- in tensity in his light eyes as he gazed, past her at the traffic outside;' "Everything has failed, afraid. We’ve found nothing annulled. I suppose It will give you various legal claims on me which I shall trust you pot to try to en force!” His mouth set, grimly, • "But youTl he tied to serious!” Bridget cried; never think before you do '"Before I grasp a snake by the neck, for instance?” said Salt, “No more than you, my girl," "That’s why you’re doing this?” Bridget gazed at him. “Because I saved you?” "Isn’t it a good enough reason? He got out of the to wait. he run it!" this!” She took off the her finger, and slipped It bug. Salt!” she thought. How strange it was. She looked at him in a kind of terror of his imperson al, cheerful indifference. "But It means nothing know! You’ll be tied for perhaps a year, until we nan untangle it, you’re very'young, aren’t you? And, after all,, this is better for you than, the alternative!” "Yes?’ was all Bridget could say of course!” took her back to the hotel, had been gone but half an and her aunt and the girls still out. He came up to the I’m that can serve as any defence for you, and the police have a new witness.” “A new witness againdt me?” Her heart sank utterly. "Yes, they’ve found a stewardess who saw you coming from Mrs. Wertheim’s cabin on the evening when the pearls disappeared." "But how can she? I never went into Mrs. Wertheim’s cabin in my life;" cried Bridget. "Its impos sible—!” She felt like a helpless fly, struggling for life in a web of malicious, chance. What had she done, she wondered wildly, to de serve such ill luck? "Nevertheless they arq calling her as a witness?’ Mark Salt said., "And that is what she says!" Bridget’s face was ashen, didn’t look at her. The words from her trembling lips: ' "I haven’t a chance!" "Yes, you have,” said Salt. .The taxi was speeding along the Sydney streets into the shabby dockland, quarter. "I’m the crux of this case. The police are depending on me to corroborate Mrs, Wertheim’s state ment that you were in possession of the pearls.” "You mean, you’ll say; you didn't see me drop them. But you did, and that would be—” "Perjury! No, I don’t care for perjury—but there’s another way —” He took a folded paper out of his coat, and asked abruptly: “You’re not attached to anyone? Not engaged to be married or any thing like that." "No,” She colored with surprise. "There’s nobody at all?” ‘/No one.” He unfolded the paper, stared at it dazedly. "I have here a license. ’ I got your full name and the necessary .details about your parents from your aunt on the pretext that Crowther wanted them. I’ve been intp the-matter with Crowther,-and he says that if the police can’t put .me into the box, they won’t have enough evidence to go on with the charge. If you and I get married, now, immediately, I can’t give evi dence against you, and their whole case will fall through. “Married! But you can’t—you don’t want to—I couldn’t!” Objec tions burst from her incoherently. His hand closed on her arm mas terfully. "Now look here. I’m not going to commit perjury, it’s not in my line. Nor am I going into that witness box to ruin you, This is the only way out there is, but it’s a most ef fective one!" He glanced out of • the window as the cab slowed. "Here we are, already! Now come along, like a good girl, and don’t ’make a fuss!” "But I can’t let you do such a thing for me!” Bridget cried wildly. "A mere formality! It means ■nothing to me! When we get back to England we can have the thing Come along. s’ taxi and told the driver “Now come along, please!” as she hesitated. “Let me business! You won’t regret She got out, too startled and fused to know what to do. hardly knew whether ' what wanted was right or wrong, assertive manner 'usurped her will. His hand under her elbow, he her into the shabby building fore them, before she could get another objection, A push at a door on the 1'ight, they were in the registrar’s office. The long-faced registrar murmured a good morning, and examined the license. Salt said he had no wit nesses, a clerk went to find some- one else in an adjoining office. "A special license” Bridget stam mered “It must have cost—” Mark Salt smiled. "Don’t worry about that. As a matter of fact, I. played poker with some Australians a few nights ago on the ship, and I won more than that! I’m not of ten such a fool. It’s a good use to put it to.” He meant to be reassuring, but she felt how horribly, cynically ap propriate it was. Gamblers winnings to pay for this mockery of a mar riage’! All the secret ideals, the illusions of her young heart, were bleeding to death...,—They stood there waiting before the registrar’s desk. She said in a choked under tone, “We can’t go on with this!” “Yes, He They hour, were sitting-room in the suite and rang for Mr. Crowther on the phone. "Mr. Crowther? Salt speaking. About that case this afternoon. I think the police would be glad if you were to let them know that I married • Miss Brown this morning at the West Suburban Registry Of fice. Married, I said. Yes. It’s not for publication. Cap you Reep it out of court? I’d be glad if you would try. If the papers get hold of it-—quite." When he /rung up he told Brid get: "You have nothing to worry about, now, unless, of course, they find some entirely new evidence against you?’ ‘ "How could they find new evi dence-—-new evidence against me?” He merely replied: “Not a word to your aunt, now!" He left Bridget in a state of shame, misery, gratitude and ut ter astonishment at the fate which had overtaken her. Meanwhile Mr. Crowther had rung ; Mr. Morton Menzies, Mrs, Wert heim’s solicit'd'. "Hello, Morty! Thought you’d like to know. - The girl Brown has just married Mark Salt, the only- reliable witness against her!” ‘ "Married?” “Yeah—married!" ■’ * Mr, Morton Menzies swore. CHAPTER XIV In the Dock — And Out “Owing to lack of evidence, Your Honor, we don’t wish to proceed with this case." The magistrate glanced at the police inspector over his spectacles, and then began shuffling his pa pers before him. Bridget was standing in the dock. Nobody said anything to her. She didn’t know what they meant to do, until the constable gestured her to leave “Next clerk of sluggish milling about of parties, and police. A solicitor at the back' of the court was on his feet talking about something else. It was the quickness bf it all that astounded Bridget most. Five minutes before she came into the court in misery ■and trepidation—now she was free, walking' towards the door with Salt. "So far so good," he said, as they drove away in a taxi. “And not a' word about our being married!” "I thought the police would be sure to bring it up,” said Bridget. "I thought the magistrate wouiq ask questions!" “He doesn’t, as a, rule, Crowther says. Besides which, I gather from Crowther, that Mrs. Wertheim isn’t in vefry good odor with the police. Apparently they had her necklace valued and found it wasn’t worth a quarter of what she said it was. She made a’terrific fuss all along, the Inspector told Morton Menzies at one time tliat she made it look too much like a ease of malicious prosecution. I • gather she was throwing fits in 'the police station .when she heard they weren’t going, on with the case and they had to send for Menzies to take her away. The Inspector? told' Crowther in court jtfst now that he was thank ful to drop the charge. So you see?’ Salt finished, looking at Brid get With a faintly, grim smile, “You’re free! And' remarkably few people know that you were ever any thing else?’ ‘Thanks to "You’Ve *» done "Forget it! I don’t know wants to go on with it, jbe best if she doesn’t. , case, you and, I will meet in Eng land, some tiftie next year, and take , steps to get an annulment?' She nodded. It was impossible then, as feeling began to come back into her bruised nerves, not to be painfully conscious of the differ ence between what this marriage was/and what it might’have been. But’she was too warm with grati- 1 tude for more than a single stab of pain, Mrs. Garforth was waiting at the hotel on Salt’s persuasion, Mrs. Garforth had been only too glad to leave *it to him to be present itt court, and get out of a humiliating situation, , "It's wonderful," she sighed, to Diana and Joyce, as she lay with a .cold compress on her forehead, "how much Mark do.es for me~rhbw much .he .trios to save me! i feel very .much the sympathy between myself tween men and wpmep means gp much less than girls of your age imagine?' "Does it?” said Diana. "What do you mean, ‘does it’?” said Mrs. Garforth, "I only said ‘does it'?” ; "Well, don't say ‘does it? " "I may not talk in here, I can’t ever read properly because the blinds are down?’ terly. They one another cried out; "How can you go on like this while that ghastly tragedy is going on, while that poor girl is going through that terrible ordeal, pro bably being sentenced to years of imprisonment-—" Joyce, in the. semi-gloom, an nounced in a solemn voice: "I wrote to that woman. I wrote a letter' to Mrs. night?’ "You wrote, to Garforth. “Why me? What did you say? Shouldn’t have’written!” "Yes, X should, I told her .that Bridget was innocent, and that in any case it was terribly wicked to ruin the age. I anyhow, want?” "You. Diana. "Why must you do tlies& things!” cried Mrs- Garforth. “Why don^t you consult me first? I wouldn’t have you write to that woman for the world!” She was in the middle of describing her agonies of humili ation when Bridget walked in. "Bridget!” Mrs. Garforth sprang up from her couch of collapse, Joyce snapped up the blinds. "They withdrew the charge,” Bridget explained. She was quiv ering inside with the guilt of her secret. “X was only there moment-—” •. “Then you’re free?” "Yes.'-Fm ........free;” "But why did they withdraw it?” "They said because of lack of evi dence," "Joyce!” cried Mrs, Garforth in a great, glad voice. “Your letter, Joyce! Your letter worked on that cruel, intolerant woman to make her see how abominably she had be haved. She withdrew her charge! It was because of your letter, Joyce—I’m sure of it!"’ . - (To be Continued) SHIPKA Quite • number from here tended the 12th of July celebra tion in Seaforth. ' On Sunday last Miss Joan Mills, of Toronto, sang a solo in the church service and Mr. Walter Fos- sold, of London, sang in the Sunday School. Both numbers were en joyed by all. Service on Sunday next, July 20, will be as follows: Sunday School at 10.30; preaching service at 11.15, Rev, Mr. Pitetch, of Crediton, will be the speaker. Miss Dorothy Harlton, nurse-in training at St. Thomas Hospital, who has spent the past two w^eks at her home here, haying had her. tpnsils removed, returned to St. Thomas on Sunday last., », Mr. and family, of London, spent week-end at the home of Mr. Mrs, Milton Rqtz. " TOK UTR MRS, RM The depth*was reported in the Times-Advoeatp last week of Mrs. John. Riim at her home op lot 9, concession 7, Blanshard, Tuesday, after an illness of two months, The . late Mrs, Rian was in her :54th year and bad lived at the above address since her marriage 31 years ago. She was horn on the 10th con cession of Blanshard township, the daughter of Arthur Gunning and Martha Brock. Her maiden name was Molesta Gertrude Gunning and her parents both survive. Mrs. Rinn was noted for her kindness and charm which won for her many friends, She was a respected mem ber of Woodham United Church. , Surviving are husband and par ents, also four sons, all living at home, Carman, William, Howard /and Arthur; one daughter, Roxie, at\home; three brothers, Newton, Granton; Emerson, Exeter; Ernest, Toronto; two sisters, Mrs, C. Knight, Exeter, and Mr?. J, A.. Doupe, To ronto, Rev. A, Laing, of Woodham, conducted the funeral services on Thursday at two o’clock from the Rinn residence. The service was private. Interment was made in Kirkton Union Cemetery. ,* 1 The Exeter Times-Advocat© Established^ 1873 and 1387 pt ChWlQ Published every Thursday morning SUBSCRIPTION—?2.0i0 per yppr 11 advance RATES—Farm or Real - Estate for Bale 50c. each insertion for firat four insertions. 25c, each subwh quent insertion, Miscellaneous ar- tieles. To Rent, Wanted, Ix>st, or Found 10c. per line of six word®, Reading notices 10c, per ljne, (Card of Thanks 50c. Legal ad vertising 12 and 8 c. per line, In Me»orla«, with one verse 50o. extra verses 25c. each. Member of The Canadkm WeeSdy Newspaper Association GLADMAN & STANBURY (F. W. Gladman) BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, &c (Money to Loan, Investment® Made Influraqce 1 m / Safe-deposit Vaults for use of out Clients ’without charge EXETER and HENSALL 'n'—nn1'1 ii i ii m »■■■■■■—i —min » CARLING MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, ” LOANS, INVESTMENTS, INSURANCE Office: Carling Block, Main Sfcree*, EXETER, ONT. ' Mark’s arm. “It’s this or Bridget girl!" he whispered earn estly. She stood; and the registrar came, and the two witnesses, one a clerk and the other an office clean er with hands still damp from his pail. The registrar, with a terri fying lack' of preliminary, opened his book and gabbled the formali ties, “Do you, Bridget Dorothy Brown, take Mark Selforth Salt, etc., etc.?” Salt's hand squeezed hei’ arm fierce ly, and she panted out “I do!” 81 His own "I do!” when they came to it, was stated in a tone of cool satisfaction at having the job done at last. Salt produced a ring and put it on her finger, rar put the pen into she wrote her name hand. “Oh, heavens!” Boes Yosr FM Caise You Bistress! Ths impairment of the stomach ia often of serious consequences, for Only by properly digested food is the system nourished and sustained. Burdock Blood Bitters is a re liable remedy for stomach* disorders Such as dyspepsia, indigestion, flour stomach, belching of gas, headaches, B .....It helps ib stimulate the secretion ®f Mlivft find gastric jtiide, the main factor fa digestion, neutralizes acidity, tones up the lining mem branes of the stomach, and restores the natural, health^ process of digestion. ‘ ‘ .Put your stomach right by taking and seo how quickly you will start to enjoy vout meals free front digestive ttouWOs, Intir meats free from 03. Th* T, Milburn &A# TbroAt<*» Site The Scott’ family held a reunion in the park at Stratford on Wednes day afternoon of last week with about 80, persons in attendance. Those who made the arrangements for- the outing were President, Er nest Allen of Cromarty, secretary, Thomas Scott, of Cromarty; ‘ Jim Francis of Tavistock and Gordon Scott* Of Cromarty. There was a ball game after supper but no races were held and the afterno'on was spent in renewing of acquaintance ships. An interesting feature was: a double presentation to Mr. and Mrs. Edgar .Allen of Cromarty in honoi’ of their fortieth, wadding an niversary, and tO'‘Mr. and Mrs. And rew McLachlan, also of Cromarty, in honor of their thirtieth anniver sary. Mrs. Allen and Mrs, McLach lan are sisters. James Scott, of. Cromarty made an address on. .be half pf the gathering and Mrs; Alec,’ Crago,. Kirkton, presented each couple with, a .silver tea service. Friends were present from Tavis tock, Woodstock, Kirkton, .Crom arty, Toronto and Staffa.1 . o ■ L/-1-. nr........ The members and families of the Hurpndale WA. and those Who have assisted *in Red Cross work gathered at Grand Bend on July 10th for their annual picnic. Over 150 per- sons, partook of the bountiful sup* per, at the conclusion of which Mr. Henry Strang’s 80th birthday was recognized and all joined in sing ing "Happy Birthday to •Yoh.” The sports were held afterwards with the following results: Children un der 6, John Pym (all the child ren received suckers and balloons); 1 girls 6 to 8, Elaine Kernick, Don na Mitchell, Jane. Morgan; boys 6 to 8, Donald Welsh, Lynne Ryck- man; girls 8 to 10, Margaret Rundle, Marion Weber; boys 8 to TO, Mal colm Kirkland, Irvin Ryckman; girls 10 to 12, Margaret Rundle,. Norma Moir; boys 10 to 12, Grant Case; girls 12 and over and young ladies, Ruby Welsh, Grace Beck- ler; boys 12 and over and young men, Ross Knight, Kenneth Frayne; clothespin and bottle race, Mrs. E. Dew’s side; potato race, Mrs'. W. Etherington’s side;' boot and shoe race, Mrs. Kirkland, Mrs. Harry Strang; ball .in pail, Bob Frayne: hopping on one foot, Marion Run dle; guessing the combined weights of three people, Mrs. Carmen Cann; lucky spot, Elaine Kernick. W. G. COCHRANE, B. A. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Phone 77 Dr.;H. H. COWEN, L.D.S.,D.D.S DENTAL SURGEON Office next to the Hydro Shop Main Street, Exeter Office 3 6w Telephones Res. 86j Closed Wednesday Afternoons she thought. "What have I done, what have I done?” Mark Salt’s signature .was an an gular flourish, scrawled with a businesslike pen. "Good luck, sir!" said the of fice cleaner civilly. “And good luck to you miss—I should say madam!” Bridget was dumb with guilt in face of this irony, and of the bored, benevolence of the Registrar. “Thanks!” said Salt. The registrar, looking curiously at their signatures, said. “Are you Mark Salt, the airman?" "Yes?’ Salt said. "I -do fly. And by the way, we’re anxious that the newspapers shouldn’t get wind of this just noW!” "The papers don’t worry us," said the registrar. "This is a work ing class area. Nothing fashionable about us, down here!" "So I imagined/’ said Salt. Three minutes later they were in the taxi again, driving back to the hotel. “Well!" Salt said cheerfully, "That was quickly done!” Bridget began to come to life again. She was safe, so he said; they could not send her to prison, but she felt as though this mar riage, this terrible mockery of mar riage was worse-than the thing with Which she was charged. What Would her parents say, what would the Garforths say? She was married, but properly speaking had no husband. And about the pearls, too, she was not clear, If she couldn’t be tried, she couldn’t be acquitted, "Now .listen to me?* Mark Salt was saying: "There are one or two things we’ll have to get straight?1 "Yes, I know, it's terribly awk ward now, I don't know what Is to happen-—” * "It will be best if it Isn't made public that we’ve adopted this ex pedient to get you off. Supposing all goes well it may not be neces sary .tb’det anyone know, apart from and the police and Mrs. _ I think you'd be ad-, and Mark! Discrepancy of age be-* . ■ . ■. < you,” said Bridget, everything for me!” NOW about this . tour, whether your aunt It may In which Where Fairways Meet the Sea 4. The golfer who occasionally substitutes his clubs for fish ing tackle, who enjoys a brisk Work-out on the tennis courts, ah invigorating Atlantic plunge or soothing ^un-bath„ Who likes scudding before salt - laden - breezes in a sailing craft, and has a weakness for sea-food, cait satisfy all these urges, and other vacation whims as well, at the famed Algonquin Hotel at St. Andrews-by-the-Sea in Old New Brunswick, Open this year from June 28 to September 2 the charming Canadian Pacific hostelry is en joying one of the most success ful seasons in its history, Tour- Asts who formerly visited Europe in quest of vacation pleasures have, found parts of the ANew; Brunswick countryside A .worthy Feprodpction of.the Did Country, the sea-girt ’St, Andrews golf course as thrilling as its famous Scottish namesake, and sheltered Fundy waters as inviting as the Riviera! Summer life at the Algonquin is a continual round of pleasure from the first dip in Katy’s Cove to ths final strains of the last waltz in the hotel ballroom. Its Sun-drenched beaches are throng ed continually with happy bath ers and bronzed sun-worshippers, while the more skillful race out to diving rafts, show off their 'newest swan dive or indulge in other forms of "aquabatics?’ Shivers are practically unknown at Katy’S Cove, its sands absorb ing the sun’s heat and releasing it at high tide for the bathot’d. benefit, No golfer who takes his game seriously would -tour the Maritimes, with out a visit to $t. An drews, Inspired by the bracing tang of the sea, velvety greens, sea-girt fairways, springy turf, the _ finds the ,18th hole arrives all too soon and his score card shows surprising results! Many, qa international tourney is con tested on Algonquin links, at which time the hotel guest regis ter reads like a "Who’s Who in Coifing”, Deep-sea fishing for cod, mac kerel and haddock is available literally at the hotel’s doorstep. While scrappy trout, bass and, land-locked salmon inhabit the St. Croix Valley lakes a few miles distant. Other attractions include hiking, motoring, cycling and’ boat excursions to nearhy Campo bello island, site of president Roosevelt’s summer home. St. Andrews is easily accessible over Canadian Pacific lines front large centres in Eastern Canada and connecting lines in the Unit- ed States. DIRECTORS W. H. Go ATES .......... Exeter. JOHN HACKNEY ...... Kirkton R. 1 ’ ANGUS SINCLAIR Mitchell R. 1 WM, HAMILTON... Cromarty R. 1 AGENTS JOHN ESSBRY ..... Centralia ALVIN L. HARRIS .......Mitchell THOS. SGOTT ................ Cromarty secretary-tire asurer B. W. F. BEAVERS .... ExetCV GLADMAN & STANBURY Solicitors, Bketer Sliding Scale An optician was teaching busi ness technique to his soft, "Son?’ said he, "aftet. yoil have fitted glasses to a customer, and he asks What the charge is, you say: ’The charge is ten dollars’, then you watch close to see if he jumps a little, if he doesn’t jump, you say: ’that’s tor the frames} the lenses Will Cost another ten dollars? then you stop again for just a sec.ond to see |f he jumps, that time, you ’each’?’