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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1943-04-08, Page 7THE EXETER TJMES-APVOCATE, THURSDAY MORNING, APRIL 8th, 1943 “Baek the Attack “Secrets in Love” by Phyllis Moore Gallagher She said then: “I might marry you, Paul. I do like you, if liking a person is enough to build a house of marriage on- Yet I have the feel-; ing that our house would collapse, like playing cards piled one oil top of the other, . Paul’s dark eyes began to shine. He said, quickly: “Peg, say you will, I’ll give you the best life in the world. I'll do everything in my powei’ to make you happy and I—I won’t touch you, Peg, until you’re quite willing that I should.” Tears sprang into Peg’s eyes. That was the most gallant and com­ prehending gesture ever * made by any man, she thought, at him with axx emotion love, for it was pure tenderness. She said: think I will marry you. Sometime this Summer, enough of a promise for now?” Paul Stranyan looked at Peg as lxe had never looked at any woman in all fiis life. He was remembering all at once, with a shame that made him want to crouch down in his chair, of tlief affairs he had had. The tawdry ugly affairs. He thought: “I’m not fit to touch her,” He was thinking, too, of the am­ bitious mothers who had tried to buy his title and his position for their debutante daughters; intrigues and snares that .had set to catch him in the web of rimony. He thought it without ceit; simply as the fact it was. he knew now, looking at Peg, not once had she thought of herself as Countess Paul Stranyan. once had the glamoux- of his touched her. His fingers tightened on “There’s no one else like you in the world, Peg. I’nx not half good enough for you.” After dinner Peg went into the telephone booth off the dining room and put in a call for Duncan at the hospital. Paul leaned against the door, his dark eyes oxx her, loving her. There was a long moment of wait­ ing while exchanges were plugged ixx on and a nurse said, “I’ll get Dieuten^nt Patterson.” ...... And then at last Duncan’s voice came on the wire. The minute Peg heard the tone, hex’ heart sank. She said, quickly, “Duncan, oh my dear —what is it?” There was a sob on the othex’ end of the wire. Whexx Duncan answer­ ed her, his voice caxne through his lips as’if it were being torn away . . CHAPTER XXVIII She looked very kin to liking and "Paul, I iReally Is that of the been mat- con- And that Not title lxers. Hppie Breaks TbropglK S o’clock Dr, Marktone came the hall and turned into the little room. He was a very tall her An-' and He annual after that night, that followed she out of danger, hospital, patients up re- in he grateful and wor- over and caught It was swathed in tiny head his Duncan told Peg over the tele­ phone: “Joan has taken a bad turn, Peg. We can expect the worst before morning.” All that night Peg and Duncan and Paul Stranyan sat in the bleak hospital waiting room. Peg sat stiff and unrelaxed in a straight-backed chair, her hands clenched in her lap. Across from her was Duncan, bent over a little, his arms hanging limply between his legs. Paul Stranyan stood at the window. He smoked endless cigarettes, lighting one from the stub of the other. With every echo of a footstep in the corridor they all drew up fearfully, the tension in the room thickening like the oppressive sense of fore thunder. They were still there, the them, when long slits of showed through the Venetian blinds. The dead silence of the night gradu­ ally left, corridors as patients awoke and in the desk clerk’s cubicle there was the low monotone of. conversation. heat be- three of daylight There was a stir in the Soreness d&£ipp&ahA from tired muscles under gentle rubbing with Minard’s, the 60-yearTold romody for musclo strain, stiff or aching joints, sprains, twista and rheumatic pains. Rub the pain away with Minard’sl It’s grease­ loss; has no un­ pleasant odor; dries quickly. Colds and ordinary soro throat are relieved by it. Bora feet rejoice in its penetrating effective- ncss. Get a bottle at your druggist’s today. K6ep it handy. 130 S/ At down bleak man with white hair contrasting the bronze of his face. He looked utter­ ly exhausted even though he was smiling. He said, swiftly: *1 don’t want to encourage you folks too much, but I believe our game little lady is going to pull through. I never had a patient who wanted to live so much. Who made a harder effort.” He was right, Joan wanted to live with a fierceness that made every muscle, every fiber of her small body, fight against death. She be- gaix to improve And in the week was pronounced Every one in the and staff, were amazed and delight­ ed over the battle she had put and the hope of her ultimate covery. By the time Anthony arrived New York and' telephoned that and Evangeline were taking the afternoon plane to Washington, Joan was propped up against a pillow with green satin bows tied on her red curls. Duncan, sitting be­ side her, couldn’t think of anything to say. He could only look at her with tired and slxiping eyes. Joan reached his forefinger, bandages. All these weeks Duncan had chewed merciless oxx that knuckle in his nervousness. Joaix held the fingex* up and scowled at Duncan, importantly: “Some one should have broken you of that hab­ it whexx you were about 5, or 6! Some one should have put red pep­ per of mustard or vinegar oix it. Or one of those finger-guard contrap­ tions like they have fox’ babies.” Happiness Ahead Suddenly Duncan had his buried against her shoulder, fingers clutched over her tiny arms. He was crying as he had wanted to cry for weeks. A pent-upness had choked the breath out of that had been like a cord around his brow and throat, winked back her own tears laughed. “Gee, Duncan,” she this is no tixne to bawl,. I’nx—almost well. Just as good as new with fancy patchwork and zippers and things. Dr. Marktoxx believes I can go home iix another week or two. Oh. Duncan—don’t cry. . .” Duncaxx lifted his face and grinn­ ed beneath the streaking tears. “I’m a dope,” he laughed. “But I’m so damned happy . . I’nx just about the .happiest person who evex* lived. . .” Joan’s small face was suddenly wet with tears. “And I’nx so happy I . .gosh Duncan, I’nx about to fall to pieces because I’nx so happy.” In that moment Peg came to the door. They didn’t see her standing a small figure ixx hunter’s with a pert little green- feathered stood in at them, laughing the way happiness grips you, I don't believe I want any part of it,” she said. “In short, you’re the most miserably happy couple these poor jaded eyes have evei’ rested on!” They were all laughing then. Peg had a lot of things to tell. Paul had taken hex’ to a dinnex* party last night. The host was one of those practical - jokers. Forks had turned under a single touch, knives shot off sparks when put in use, water goblets leaked and the fish course was a nicely disguised hunk of rub­ ber. Joan, shrieked with laughter, wanted to know if Peg had ever got anything to eat. Peg said: “Yes— hours later. Paul and I stopped off on the way home and wolfed beef barbecues and frosted coffee and great big thick hunks of chocolate caks.” Anthony Coining Peg started toward the door, but Duncan’s next words held her root­ ed there. Made her turn slowly around with a fixed careful little smile on hei’ lips, “Anthony will be here at 4 o’clock, Peg,” he said. Joan said: He’ll probably be furi­ ous tliat We sent for him. People are like that, They don’t want you to be bad off, bitt when they’ve made the effort to rush to your death-bed aiid then find you as spry as ever, the let-down is usually aw­ ful,” And then she said, very brightly, “You’ll come back right after work, Won’t you Peg? I knew Anthony will want to see you. We've some big times together, what Shy Catching,” .Peg said (ptickiy; “Oh dear, this just my luck, I can’t come back, Joan, You see, I—I promised there, green that him, tied Joan and said, a pert little hat on hex- fair hair. She silence a moment looking When she spoke she was a little. “Well, if this is Paul that I’d go down the river on the Matthews' yatching party, We leave tonight—nt 7—-and I've a million things to do before we go, We won’t return until Monday morning. Just in time fox’ me to get to work without being docked.” , She paused a moment, simply to catch hex’ breath, to struggle against the sudden shortness of throat. “But I don’t imagine thony will turn straight around go back to France, do you? probably applied fox’ his leave, don’t you think?” Joan said, “Yes, I guess he did. He hasn’t had any leave in more than a year. I know that much,” “Well, there,” said Peg, keeping her voice very light, “I’ll have just loads of time to see him—next week. I centainly want to see him. I wouldn’t miss seeing Anthony foi’ anything in the world. He’s—he’s such a good egg,” She was, she knew, talking like a blithering idiot. Duncan didn’t seem to notice any­ thing unusual about Peg. But Joan, lying on a pillow, suddenly wanted to cry. For the first time in all those weeks she wondered what had become of the lettex’ she had started out to mail to Anthony that after­ noon. “Lost in the gutter some­ where, I suppose,” she decided And then she thought excitedly, “If I can ever see Anthony alone xnaybe I caxx say something . . .” But Joan wasn’t to see Anthony alone. She hadn’t knowix that Evangeline Mar­ tin would cling to lxei’ brother like ivy oxx a garden wall. Peg’s Decision Peg battled her way through the cafeteria that noon. In the office latex’ she put in a telephone call for Paul. Around 4 o’clock he returned to the Embassy and gave her a ring. Just as he picked up the re­ ceiver, a noise like a thousand gi­ gantic bees came through the open window, “there’s isn’t it little in silvex* plane swooping dowxx over the Potoxnac. She looked away and picked up the telephone desk. Paul said: H’la, darling! up?” Peg said: I think I’ll go down the river oix that yachting jaunt with you and your friends, That is if open.” Paul said, Be ready?” Then, she I made a other night, ested, I’ll make it a whole promise.” ■She heard him catch his breath. “Peg!” And then excitedly, "darl­ ing I’ll be in front of your office door in ten minutes.” He paused one moment. Then he said: Peg, say that once more. I’ve got to be sure I heard it right.” Peg repeated what she said. Paul said. “Yes, I thought those were the words I heard!” and Peg just sat of the window, plane was out of dipped down behind the trees. But Peg could still see it very plainly ixx lxei’ thoughts, small flight across being 'One of the clerks said, the New York plane. Boy, a beaut!” Peg turned a .hex’ chair, saw* the long quickly on her Paul, the invitation is still •Citizens of Huron County—the opening of the Fourth Victory Loan is rapidly drawing near. A tremen­ dous job faces us. It can only be carried through to a successful con* elusion by the cooperation of every citizen. The Huron County Gen­ eral Canvass Objective fox* the Fourth Victory Loan will undoubt­ edly be in excess of the amount raised on From the Dominion the total vious loans you will appreciate why our objective must be substantially increased: First Victory Loan Dominion objective, 600 million dollars; rais­ ed, 730 million dollars. Second Victory Loan — Objective, 600 mil­ lion dollars, raised, 843 million dol­ lars. — - — five, 991 tory dollars. We wish to point out once again that the minimum objective for loan is $1,100,000,000 and amount raised on the Third tory Loan from all sources $991,000,000, We must raise i than the minimum objective. Ilsley has asked us to raise at $1,250,000,000. Mr, Ilsley has asked that vidual subscribers buy a total of $500,000,000. The balance of the money will he raised from the Spec­ ial Names—Insurance Companies, Financial Corporations, and individ­ uals capable of purchasing $25,000 ox’ more. The province of Ontario, the rich­ est in the Dominion, has always provided approximately 50 pex* cent of the total amount raised in the Dominion, both from general can­ vass and special names. The Pro­ vince of Ontario will therefore likely be asked to raise, in general canvass, $250,000,000. We list be­ low the previous Provincial objec­ tives and amounts raised: Ontario First Victory Loan — Objetcive, $151,000,000; raised, Second Victory Loan $145,000,000; raised, Third Victory Loan $158,000,000; raised, From a study of the above fig­ ures, you will note that the Province raised, in general canvass, on the Third Victory Loan, $188,000,000 and will likely be asked to raise $250,000,000 this time. The citizens of Huron County will be asked to accept tlxelr share of 1 this all out war effort. We must succeed. We have sufficient money ■ to oversubscribe any objective given ’ us. the Third Victory Loan, figures below, listing the of Canada objectives and cash applications on pre­ Third Victory Loan — Objec- 750 million dollars; raised, million dollars, Fouth Vic- Loan-—Objective, 1,100 million swiftly: Sure, darling! said, unsteadily: “Paul, half-way promise the If you’re still inter- “ ■ ’ • * • ft Then he hung up there, staring out The long silver sight now. It had Anthony helping a blond girl down the little of steps that were wheeled the landing field. Anthony tender and gentle because Evangeline was very precious to him. In the next moment Peg over her typing with a furious centration. CHAPTER XXIX she the her and bent coh- that and was long over tall Thalia Polk ate dinnex’ on soft Spring night in a bitter brooding silence, though not alone. At the head of sparkling table, peering- at low bowls of gardenias candelabra, twisted and intertwisted like the branches of a silver tree, sat the Senator. Mrs. Polk was not there. Thalia and her mother had quarreled end­ lessly all Spring; indeed, straight up until this morning When. Mrs Polk had departed fox’ Newport. (To be continued) had with isil’t MITCHELL AIRMAN HOME Residents of Mitchell gave a rous­ ing welcome home to Fit. .Lt. George Allah Casey, D^F.G., who was among the group of Royal Canadian Air Force men who returned to Canada recently from overseas. A wireless aii* gunner, he won his distinguish­ ed Flying Cross for his part In the battle 6f Dieppe, when he WaS Wounded in both thighs. He contin­ ued to fire his guns, however, in the Boston bomber which flew OVer the town during the withdrawal of Can­ adian troops to lay smoke screens and shoot tip German gun positions. ACTIVE AT 94 On Canada’s broad acres farmers are bride chose pink chiffon she wore a Canadian farmers, who have never failed in times of peace to produce and export the needed table supplies, now are in­ tensifying their efforts to feed the people and armies of Britain* In the United Kingdom, millions of brave men, women and children look to Canada’s farms for their daily food. fighting a great battle of production so that Britain shall not lack the grains, meats, fruits, vegetables and dairy pro­ ducts essential to victory. of Mr. and R.R. No. 4, “A BANK WHERE SMALL ACCOUNTS ARE WELCOME" indi-Monthly Rates HUGHES—COOK • this the Vic- was more Mr, least $157,000,000. — Objective, $169,000,000. — Objective, $188,000,0 0 0. A pretty wedding was solemnized at the United Church parsonage, Granton, when Rev. Cook united in marriage, Reta Berniece Cook, el­ dest daughter of Mr, and Mrs. Wil­ liam Cook, of Granton and Harry Thomas Hughes, son Mrs. Harry Hughes, of St. Marys. The charming young a floor-length gown of over satin with which shouldei’ veil of pale pink net caught with a wreath of rosebuds, Her flowers were American Beauty roses. He attendant was iMrs. Ross Clatworthy, of Granton, who wore a street-length dress of navy blue crepe and carried roses. The groom was attended by Ross Clatworthy. The bride had an ermine wrap Huron County First Victory Loan — Objective, $1,.3'00,000; raided, $12,10.0,12 00. Second Victory Loan — Objective, $1,800,,000; .raised, $2,109,250. Third Victory Loan — Objective, $1,900,000; raised, $2,280,150. The citizens of Huron County will be asked to buy more bonds. Our objective will be up, not down. We must and can exceed our objective by a wide margin. Back the attack. Buy Bonds. Buy Victory. Citizenship. HURONDALE W.I. The March meeting of the Huron- dale W.I. was held at the home of Mrs. F. Down. The meeting was opened in the usual manner with Mrs. Kirkland, president, in the chair. Roll call was “A woman in history noted for her beauty ox* her glamour.” During the business session Mrs. Moir read a letter on Day Nurseries in England. It was decided to send boxes to the boys again, Mrs. C. Cann, Mrs. W. Ker- nick and Mrs. Reynolds to be the committee in charge. Home cook­ ing foi’ these boxes is to be left at Mrs. C. Cann’s by April 10. A dis­ cussion on hot school lunches took place and co-mmittees were put in to interview the trustees of the dif­ ferent sections represented. Mrs. Rufus Kestle gave the Red Cross re­ port, urging all to attend the gen­ eral Red Cross meeting on April 15th in Exeter. Mrs. A. Rundle, historical research convener, then took the chair for the program. A community song, “My Grandfather's was sung. Mrs. A. Moir “His- Mrs. L. Rowcliffe Clock”, gave an interesting paper on tory of Tea”. and Mrs. Hicks sang an old favorite, “The Old Rugged Cross”. A very detailed and informative paper on “The History of Usborne” Was read by Mrs, Perkins. Mrs. Rundle gave ah amusing reading, First Beau.” Mrs. viewed the history Charter and clearly pose and clauses. sang a solo, “I’ll Take You Home Again Kathleen”, An historical Quiz was conducted by Mrs. W. Ker- ixlok. The meeting Was closed by the National Anthem, 'after Which lunch was served by the hostess and committee. “Grandma’s R. Kestle re-« of the Atlantic defined its ptir- Clarence Down Housewife: You pour man-—does nobody offer you woi'k? Hobo: Yes, lady, now and then. But gen­ erally speaking I meet only with kindness. which she wore ovex’ hex* dress to the home of hex*- parents where a wedding supper was served to the wedding party. Following the sup­ per Mr, and Mrs. Harry Hughes left on a wedding trip to Toronto. The bride chose for traveling a navy dress; black coat trimmed with muskrat, black hat fur trimmed with smart veil and black cessories. Mr, and Mrs. Harry Hughes live on the groom’s farm at Marys. 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