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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1943-08-26, Page 7THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE, THURSDAY MORNING, AUGUST 2SUi, 1943 Jflsw t 1AIR FORCE GIRL t. Stella flicked her hair back from her eyes with a little quick gesture. Her head was up. “Why ever not? Seq him all you want. Have fun With him, Tips used to be grand at giving a girl fun. Only , . . well, from one who once knew him only too well, don’t be such a as to fall in love with him,” Jane said, not looking at “Suppose you met him again, la?” Stella drew a swift breath, leaned forward, her hands gripping a chair. “I never want to.” “That’s what you say. But are you sure, deep down in your heart, that you really .mean it? Remember What you told me the other night, the night before I joined up. You said then you had an idea you were still 'in love with him.” Stella was saying urgently, “You’re not to tell him you know me, Jane. I’m not a dog in the manger. He’s free and you’re free. Only I don”t * ever want to see or hear anything of him again. He’s rotten through and through. And the leopard can’t change his spots. Perhaps it’s mean of me to say this to. you now that you know him, but I can’t help it.” Jane’s eyes were hard, won’t. I—-I don’t quite know I’ll do about him, For two I’d ring up Kettner’s and word that I can’t dine with him. Stella laughed shortly, ridiculous. Go along and have a rattling good dinner and enjoy yo.ur- self, too. Tips will give you a good evening. Only <Jon’t take him seriously, and if he tells you he’s falling in love with you, just bear in mind that’s his line with women. And now oughtn’t you to hurry, darling? You’re going to be awfully late if you don’t.” Jane slid into her coat. Her eyes met Stella’s. “I shan’t tell him I know you. If I ever feelmust, I’ll tell you first. But after to­ night I don’t think I’ll see any more of him.” Stella shrugged her shoulders. “That’s up to you. Good-by, dar­ ling. You needn’t tell me how you get on or what you decide to do. I just -don't want to hqar about him. But let me see .you again soon and for a little longer than this evening if you can possibly manage it.” Jane walked to Kettner’s. It wasn’t worth a taxi. As she entered the brilliantly lighted foyer and saw him coming toward her she knew that she wasn’t going to cut him out of her life as she’d thonght at first. She’d ido quite the reverse, see him just as often as lie her to oi’ rather as often chose he should see her. If in love with her now it wouldn’t be her fault if he didn’t fall twenty times as much in love with her. Them she’d give him, a little of what he’d given Stella. He stood smiling down at her and she told herself her heart was quite steady. It didn’t mean a thing that he was so attractive that all the other women around were covertly glancing at him or that there been no thrill as his hand touched her arm—or had there? no—of course there hadn’t feelings toward him had changed completely. She glanced at the clock and back again at him. “I’m late, I know. I’m sorry.” His- face was alight with eager­ ness at sight of her. It was as if flames burned in his eyes. He said urgently, “I was so desperately afraid you weren’t coming, that per­ haps I’d only dreamed that I met you this morning. Oh, Jane, Jane! If you knew what you've done me!” She could have said just that hint if she had come straight Kettner’s and had not stopped to see Stella on her way. As it 'Vas, she was now immune. “I just couldn’t get here any soon­ er,” she said evenly. Tips had booked the same table. There were champagne cocktails again. When the Waiter moved away, leaving them alone, he said wonderingly, “I just can’t believe I’ve found you again, Darling, I love you so much,” “Tips, please, I want to tell you Something, I . . fool her, Stel- She “You what pins leave* “That’s He smiled. “I want to hear only one thing from you” “I can’t say It,” I-I© frowned. “What do you mean? [ This morning . . ‘This morning was a Ipng while j she said C(< ago,” He looked ment. joke with me, care? If so, it’s not very funny,1 “No, I’m not joking,” Then, numbering that she wouldn’t him out of her life but /instead was going indeed to fool him, added: “It's just that I’ve b doing a little straight thinking.” His brows drew together. “I see. And the result?” She looked at him. so little of each other, crazy to rush into marriage. 1 such a serious step,” “Don’t I know it!” His clouded, “I’ve been married already. It was four years and a failure from the word go/ Jane’s heart was hard. “I see. Is that meant to encourage me? How ido you know you wouldn’ be making a mistake a second time?” “Because you’re different,” he said without any hesitation and with a note of deep conviction in his voice. “Because I don’t believe you’ll be stupidly jealous or sus­ picious if I look at another woman. I don’t believe you’d call me a liar if I gave you my solemn word of honor I was speaking The world seemed for a moment while herself to think that ’’.Are lightly, at her in bewilder- you having a little pretending you don’t “We know It would be It is face once ago >> was she told She in ■M Oh, no! She’d wanted as she he was had had But Her to grades, and each allotment eventu­ ally falls from its respective com­ partment into hampers which arp weighed- and .placed into- categories for each individual patron. After- wards they are put into large vats of brine. Already installed are two vats,, 14 ft. by 8 ft., each containing 20 tons, for vats 14 ft, by 8 ft., holding ap­ proximately 1? tons, and six smaller fts, 1Q1 ft. by 6 ft. More vats are in process of construction. The workers are obliged to remain on the job un-. til midnight or longer when the cu­ cumbers are arriving titles. A pressure system boring drilled well installed which provides water far preparation of the brine in the vats, Jane said Sparks was right. “Ohly don’t tell the others.” She'd seen Tips with Iris Stanton once that hut this persuade her to meet him but she wouldn’t. She was afraid to sm> much of him. Despite the resent­ ment In her heart against him, she knew if they were to meet often it would be disastrous, excuses. She was he was off duty, If was too tired. “I could set you you married me,” or twice herself. In the day? followed she saw him often, only rarely to speak to. Put wasn’t his fault. He tried to the house we’ve taken, Come tomorrow evening for a cocktail. “I’H see, Iris. I’m not certain- I’ll give you a ring,” She made a little face at him and swept away with a short good-bye to Jane and a much to Tips. Jane rested on the table, cupped her hands and looked at Tips, well, don’t you, Tips?” “I know her fairly well, yes- Her husband was stationed at the same airdrome I was at up north- I met them both UP there. The husband’s a very decent chap.” .“If I married you,” said Jane slowly, “I’d fully expect you eventu­ ally to be talking to some other w’oman just (as youj’re talking to me. But don’t let’s argue about it. I’m due back at ten and we don’t want to spend the time wrangling.” But they did and were Still do­ ing, so when Tips brought the car to a standstill some little distance i^rom the airdrome shortly before ten o’clock, “Well, here we are,” he said lightly, “Yes. Here we are.” J “I’ve never kissed a girl who didn’t want to kiss me.” “You wouldn’t be doing so now.” He said at last, still holding her closely, “You let me kiss you and yet you won’t agree to marry me.” “That was just a moment of madness.” “I don't believe you. You let me kiss you because you’re in love with me.” This was true, of course, but^all versation.” the time she denied it. Before he j could argue with her further, she on through the village, said, “There’ll be a row if I don't thought I’d live to ride a bicycle So she made working -when she wasn’t she Cucumber Industry Expanding at Dublin The cucumber industry is definite­ ly placing Dublin on the map- The modern new building is the mecea of line after line of ing patrpns with cucumbers. The Rock, and his Kramers, John A* Darling and Ryan Jordan. automobiles carry- bags and bags of manager is Albert assistants, Albert warmer one her elbows her chin in thoughtfully ■‘You know her pretty transferred if he said one morning when she met him as she’d met him on that first morning in the narrow passage leading to the Ops. room. “So you said before. But I don’t want to be transferred.” “You want some sleep, dark shadows under your “I know, I don’t care, a useful job of work.” “Jane, darling, please . She fled, His voice did things to her. It made her want to give in, made her almost forget Stella and all she'd suffered because of him. Then that afternoon she saw Iris Stanton drive up to the airdrome and the two of them, go off together. This hardened her, this and all the gossip that was rife now, according to Hunter who knew so much. Hunter insisted on joining Sparks and Jane one day when they went off for a bicycle ride and took them round by Stretton and pointed out the Stanton’s house to them. “Let’s call in and see if Iris is at home.” suggested Hunter brightly. “I know she’d love to meet you both.” But Jane took one quick look at the pretty little red brick house and said she didn’t feel like meeting anybody. “Let Mrs. Stanton alone. I I’m too tired to make polite con- There are eyes,” I’m doing Op ‘Monday, Wednesday .and Fri­ day evenings when the supplies are trucked in from the pick-up stations at Brussels and Cromarty, the plant is a veritable din of industry and excitement. After the bags of cu­ cumbers of each patron are unloaded they are emptied into the large hop­ per of the grading equipment and it is fascinating to watch the process of grading into Nos. 1, 2, 3 and 4 iji large quan- with Minard*®, the great rubbing !Wk meat, sworn foe of muscularand joint soreness, stiffness and pain. Use it generously, It’s greaseless, has np unpleasant odor, dries quickly, Use it f or dandruff and skin disorders, too. Get a bottle at your druggist’# today, Keep It handy on your bathroom shelf. hsr MINARD'S MUNIMENT Hunter left it at that. They rode “I never the truth.” to stand still Jane allowed this might in deed be true, that in fact it true. For this was the way felt about him, too. Then she herself angrily that it wasn’t, said in a light, odd, brittle voice: “Aren’t you taking rather a lot for granted?” “In suggesting you’re in love with me? No. Why shouldn’t I say it if I believe it to be true? I knew it the moment you recognized me this morning. 'Of course I can’t quite understand you this evening.” “It’s the real me this evening.” she said and told herself that she meant it. “I’m not in the least in love with you. I think you’re at­ tractive, but dozens of men are at­ tractive. But we can meet. We’re bound to, since we’re both stationed ' at the same airdrome." His face changed. His eyes met hers angrily. “Sure thing. We’ll pass each other when you’re with a bunch of your girl friends and . . oh, blast!" He broke off abruptly and Jane looked up to see a woman oniing toward them. She was talj and slender, with ash-blonde hair and a pink and white complexion. She wore mink and orchids and a smile that was all for Tips, and ‘there was an expression in her eyes as they swept Jane swiftly that was definitely hostile. She was level with them now and stopping beside their table. “Tips, darling! How nice to see you!" she said warmly. Tips rose to his feet. If she thought it nice to see him, he clear­ ly 'didn’t feel the same way about her. This was obvious from his expression. He said, in some .em­ barrassment, “Hello, Iris. I didn’t know you were in London.” She laughed, a little trilling laugh, “I thought it would be a surprise for you. I’m only here for tonight. And I’ve got an even greater one up my sleeve. Guess where I’m going tomorrow!" Tips 'didn’t try. said curtly. “Down to your least to a isn’t that grand? Guy’s ferred there.” Tips was turning to and introducing them to “Jane, this is Mrs. Miss Lambolt.” “How do you do?” “How do you do?" Iris Stanton smiled brilliantly. “Miss Lambolt is at the station also,” said Tips. “Really! You must bring her along to see us, Tips.” “Thank you,” murmured politely. Mrs. Stanton turned back to Tips. “I mustn’t stop any er new. But I’ll (be Seeing you Boon. Sunnilands is the name of “I give up,” he airdrome, Qr at cottage quite nealr-iby- been trans- to to Jane now each other. Stanton. Iris, Jane agaiii long- Mother Not to Blame for the Children’s Colds Despite all the mother can do the kiddies will run out of doors not properly wrapped up; have On too much clothing; get overheated and cool off ido sud­ denly; get their Feet wet; kick off the bed clothes, and do a dozen things the mother cannot help. 'Half the battle in treating children’s colds is to give them something they will like! something they will take without any fuss, and this tho mother will find in Dr. Wood’s Norway Pine Syrup, a remedy used by Canadian mothers, for the past 48 years. , Price 35c & bottle; the liifge family size, about 3 times as much, 00c, at all drug counters. Tlio T. Milburn Co., Xirnlted, Toronto, Ont. get out of this car right here and again," now and hurrry. F“' ____~ the officers is forbidden and if I'm j “it’s caught . . .” she was out of the jane. car as she spoke. There were twenty-four Waafs at the airdrome. They had come in batches of twelve, she and Sparks having arrived with the second con­ tingent, covered, special joining their fortnight of life at the camp near London, which had been de­ voted solely to disciplinary train­ ing, and assuredly this had been a pity. Jane, in the first few days on the station, had realized quite dis­ passionately the difference between the girls who had arrived with her and those who had been sent on earlier. Sparks murmured to Jane, “Blue- bell-darling is off again." Bluebell­ darling was eighteen. She was the loveliest thing Jane had ever seen. Her hair was almost silver it was so fair and her eyes, fringed with thick dark curling lashes, were as blue as her nickname. Jane paused in the important'is . business of cleaning her buttons­ deciding with satisfaction that they positively shone like gold. The door burst open and two more girls ap­ peared, Hunter and Brett, who bosom friends. “It’s the hours that’ll kill us said Hunter wearily. “I’m so tired I could lie down and She fished her make-up- out of her bag and began to re-do her face. It was a very pretty face and she knew how to make it even prettier. Her father was an M.P. She claim­ ed to know every thing that was going on and had never been taught the meaning of the word -discretion. She was chatting now nineteen to the dozen, not bothering whether any one “I’ve got a school moved down here, noticed that new dark one round and his wife have taken a cottage over at Stretton, that pretty little village some five miles away.” Brett said she’d noticed cef and added that he’d cold. “I know, wife’s fun, I’ve known The next whom Hunter was bet Iris lias pulled get Guy transferred She’s absolutely crazy about Tips Poel-Sanders. She Was up north when he was stationed there' and most of the time Guy Was away oh some job or other, And did those two get around together!” ' “I woudn’t mind getting around with Tips Poel-Sanders,” murmured Brett, Jane looked at her watch. “Well, I don't care what the rest of yon do, but I’m off. We’re due in the Ops, room in just five minutes.” Sparks strolled across to the square concrete building with her, the tiVo of them ahead of the oth­ ers, “Don’t you know ’tips Poel- Sanders?" she asked, * * “I’ve met him. Yes.” “I thought I saw you talking to him the other night,” said Sparks, puffing and Fraternizingwith * blowing from sheer exhaustion. good exercise,” murmured The first, they’d soon dis­ had been sent to do their training immediately on the service, thus missing Hunter them. “If thing, will selves?” The two “There’s skimmed in between I tell you two some- you keep it to lyour- smiled. something big pending. It’s all terribly hush-hush, but it might happen any night now.” “Do you mean Adolph is going to pay us a visit?” asked Sparks with interest. “No. We’re paying Kim one. Jim­ mie Stafford told me. ing. He says he wishes But Tips Poel-Sanders is Stanton and • . .” Sparks, pedaling hard, on her indignantly: “You ought to get a prize for careless talk!” Hunter looked at her reproachful- I’m only telling He’s not go- lie were, and Gay broke in know you ly. “I like that! you two under the strictest secrecy. Why shouldn’t I You’ve promised not to thing to anyone else." “That’s not the point. ” Sparks looked tell you say two ? any- were off,” dead die.” terribly wanted to listen, griend who’s Have any of officer? The about forty. just you tall He the offi- left her ButGuy’s deadly. She’ll liven things her for moment his up. ages.” she knew about speaking. “I’ll some wives to down, here, sleep prior to midnight: “You our duty we’d point snatch going know, report But it would mean an to tell her what he did I can’t imagine.” couldn’t either. But she caring about Jimmie Staf- She was worrying terribly The at Hunter and wondered if it would be sheer waste of breath to try and make her see what she was doing. She said to Jane later that afternoon when they were preparing to a few hours’ on duty at if we did Hunter.” “I know, awful row.” “Of course it would. And so it should. Remember how we were all sworn to say nothing? That girl’s a public danger. She knows too much and she talks too much. And how that silly young fool Jimmie Stafford can have been such a nit­ wit as simply Jane wasn’t ford, about Tips and wondering when the “something big'” was coming off. She wished suddenly from the very bottom of her heart that she’d not been , him. dined night made ferent decided to see him just as often as she could but to make sure that she never took him seriously or al­ lowed him to hurt her. Instead he had been the one who was going to be hurt one day. tion to the winds. But she hadn’t Nothing but little with him had come her way for the last two or three weeks and now tonight it made her feel no happier to realise that they had been only by her owu choosing, She glanced across at Sparks who was sleeping peacefully. (To be Continued) quite so strong-minded about After all, that night they’d together at Kettner’s — the after she’d seen Stella—she’d up her mind to quite a dif- , course of action. 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