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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1946-08-15, Page 7i TOE TIMES-ADVOCATE, EXETER, ONTARIO, THURSDAY MORNING, AUGUST 15th, 1946 *!> ‘SISTERS IN LOVE’ By KATHLEEN MILLER CHAPTER XU Not to have thought about where she was going for hey honeymoou! Cynthia shook her head about that incredulously, “A.nd I don’t sup­ pose you know, where you two -are going to live, or -anything?” “I don't know anything,” said Sue flatly. Her usually pale cheeks were flushed, and she finished the last blue truffle hastily, and slipped the dress off the ironing board. “You can’t be so awfully -dumb,” said her sister dryly, “or you wouldn’t be marrying a man with as much money as Carey has." That made Sue furious. She shook out the dress tempestuously, banged out of the room, and raced upstairs, to put the long, beruffled dress on ,a hanger. Sli’e would much rather have been wearing her suit, but Mom had asked her to wear the dress. “Something and something blue er had quoted, and heart to refuse. /As she whisked the closet, where it the few short hours until she slip­ ped into it just before 10 o’clock, her cheeks were burning harder than ever. Cynthia had said ‘that it was smart to be marrying a man ■ for his money. Smart! It was the dumbest thing she .had ever tried to do. “Sue!” Cynthia was stamping im­ patiently on the lower step. “Sue—. I’ve got to hurry. .Michael and I will be at the -church at 10:15— That's right, isn’t it?” “Yes. That’s right,” Sue called back tonelessly. Ten-fifteen was •less than two hours and -a half away, and— No, don’t think about it. Better not to. The time passed leadenly, and yet —it seemed to race, too. And all too soon, there it was—nearly 10, and time for Sue to hurry into softly ruffled gown, to slip on white ha-lo hat, and add .a final touch of lipstick, a -gesture that made her face come alive. She addressed -the reflected girl in the mirror; the girl who stared back -at her, with bleak eyes and tense lips: “Can’t you smile prettier than that on your wedding day?” But - there was no use trying to smile when your face wouldn’t let you. That soft and pleasant purr could be nothing else but Carey’s gray sedan approaching. He .was always on time, always quietly and dependably there when he said he would be— “But would you ex­ pect him to be late for his own wedding?” §he -demanded irately of herself. She 'lifted her ruffled skirt, and seizing a lace handkerchief—bor­ rowed, from Cyn—she hurried down to let him in. ‘‘Lo, the bride­ groom cometli!” she said to her­ self as she opened the door; said it ironically, to disguise from her­ self the sudden, fierce beating of her heart. But to “Hello. It time.” “It was with his kindly eyes and seem to read her every thought. Somehow a marriage ceremony should be more impressive, thought Sue, standing there withdrawn into herself, her hands cold and still at her sides. But this droning voice that rose and fell with a measured cadence, this quiet ministerial study, more than a .little shabby, with fallen, neglected rose petals lying around the base of a bowl of full-blown yellow roses that sat upon the desk. “Is this me . . , is this Sue Francis getting she was thinking, and man beside her took her slipped the gold band finger. “I wife, him; edly SORE FEET THIS WAY Rub in Minard's Liniment generously, and feel the relief steal over the aching muscles and joints. For all muscle ana joint pains, aches and stiffness, sprained ankles, twisted limbs—Minard’s has been famous for over 60 years. Good for dandruff and skin disorders, too; Get a bottle today; keep it zvk handy, , jfvfj today; keep it Sue borrowed, her imoth- hadn’t the dress intothe would hang for Garey, she was nice of I the the said merely: you to be on “It was nice of you to be ready,” said Carey. And so they drove away to be married, the tall, lanky'black­ haired man, sober faced, tight lipped; and the cool and summary girl in her blue net dress, with her gray eyes wide and somehow emp­ ty. The ceremony was short .and a bit disappointing. “Do you, (Susan, take tliis man.” Young and rather plump was the minister, with round eyeglasses and beads of perspira­ tion on his forehead where the hair was beginning to thin out and recede from .his .flushed face. He was-a new minister in town— that is why Sue had chosen him to perform the -ceremony. It was easier to face this strange countenance than it would have been to stan/1 before the Rev. 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Both of them were smiling and excited, “Anyone passing must think they’re the ones who got married,” thought ’Sue. “I don’t suppose it’s any use ask­ ing where you two are going now, Cynthia. Carey could grin is it?” bantered “It is not!” about that. “To see Mom didn’t pack or anything, she was thinking; I didn’t know what his plans were. “And I have to slave away all day long! Tell Mom hello, and I love her. We’ll go out- tomorrow. Goodness;” Cynthia -cast a swift glance at her wrist watch. “I said I’d be gone an hour—and it’s that already. I must rush.’ By, Sue, and don’t stay away too long. I’ll be' bored to death at Aunt Sal'ly’s.” She kisseds ue hurriedly. “And iShe kissed Sue ’ hurriedly. “And by, Carey, and take good care of her.” “Well.” And Michael kissed Sue and thumped Carey .happily on the back. “Be good, you two. We’ll be seeing you.” “Good-by,” chorused Carey and Sue—ana there they were, alone, the two of them, watching Michael’s long-nosed roadster slide away from the crub; watching until the waving hands and the fOadstei' it­ self were out of sight. “Where are we going now?” asked Sue, not looking at him. “That’s up to you,” answered Carey laconically. He opened the door of the sedan and helped her in. His on her elbow was steady and impersonal. When they were down the street, Carey her, a swift appraising first,” said ‘ Sue. I gray hand quite <driv- ing slowly [ looked glance. “Did there . with elaborate carelessness. “Hurt?” .Sue was surprised; she thought about it for a long mom­ ent. “I didn’t notice,” she confess­ ed finally, startled because she hadn’t. “I wasn’t thinking about him.” “Are you—” Carey -^as having a hard time phrasing the question to his own satisfaction. He frown­ ed and tried it again. “Are you then . . . still in love with him?” Sue drew a -deep breath. “No,” she admitted honestly. “I got over it so gradually that I 'didn't notice until it was all gone. I like him; he’s nice—” Carey stopped the car abruptly on the palm-shaded, quiet street. He turned in the seat and looked a\ hen* for a breathless, indeterminate period of time. Slowly then he reached for her hand, held it close and warm against his palm. “That's what I hoped, for—that you were over that feeling for him, I didn’t see .how you could go on caring about him when I love you so much. I figured—tell me if I’m wrong, Sue—I figured that perhaps in time . . . I don’t mean soon, but sometime 'lhter, you anight learn to care about me. Married to you, I had a better chance than anyone else. It’s the only thing that giv­ en me strength to go on, knowing as I did that I was driving a hard bargain with you—«” “It was a fair bargain, Carey.” “No bargain is fair that isn’t will­ ingly entered into, being unfair. “Do you think I a million miles of •telling myself that! that I was only maknig you hate me worse. Do you hate me, Sue?” he asked abruptly. “No.” Sue was being as honest at it hurt — having Michael as 'best man?” he asked I knew I was haven’t walked floor at night, Telling myself Had Another Bad Night? Couldn't You Get Any Rest ? To those who toss, night, after night, on Sleepless beds. To those who sleep id a kind of a Way, but whose rest is broken by bad drcams and nightmare. To those who wake up in the morning as tired as when they went to bed, we offer in Milburn’s Health and - Nerv® Fibs a tonic remedy to help soothe and strengthen the nerves. When this is done there should be no more restless nights due to bad dreams and nightmares. 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You were running away because of -Mike . . . But you came back—” He rub­ bed the back of his brown neck thoughtfully, and stare'd straight ahead, contemplating some course of action. “Do you do that, too?” asked Sue, surprised. “Do what, too?” He turned his head to stare at her.. “Put your hand on the back of your head when yoji’re bothered a-bout something as Michael does.” "Does he do ithat, too?” Carey grinned. “Might be a family trait. Our mothers were sisters, you know. But I was thinking— Do you want me to go to Oregon awhile? I mean, leave you alone for a few weeks until—” “Oh, no!” Sue herself was sur­ prised at the vehemence of her re­ fusal. She flushed and said: “.How do you ever expect me to learn to •like you if you go away?” “Do you think I want to go? Sue —” His fingers tightened on her “I’m gambling on your -learning to like me—” She smiled -at him , tremulously. “I’ve always 'heard -tliat gamblers always come to a bad end,” she said. “But that’s only when -they lose, isn’t it? .Sometimes -they win.” Six ■ weeks later—six very mem­ orable weeks later -—• Sue was in Cynthia’s bedroom, sitting on -the pink bedspread and dangling her tall, -linen French heels against it dreamily. “You look so lovely, Cyn,” she said. “Creamy satin and mom’s wedding veil-—” “And the dress-is very practical, have you noticed that?” laughed her sister from' where she stood in front of the long mirror. “I plan having it dyed -to wear as an eve­ ning gown next' winter. You know, my husband won’t be rolling in wealth like yours— We’ll have to live on his salary or else . . .” “What about his mother?” “Oh, bother his mother! We’ll get along without her money—” said Cyn- energetically and adjusted the veil in an infinitesmal fraction of an inch to one side. “But she’s written you lovely let­ ters since—” Sue hesitated. “Yes, she’s lovely to me now. But Michael doesn’t want her to make us an allowance. He likes -to be in­ dependent. And nie—” a content­ ed little smile; “I like what Mich­ ael likes.” Sue laughed at this abrupt right­ about-face and stood up, shaking the tiny wrinkles from her creamy yellow bridesmaid’s frock.1 ‘You’re lucky, Cyn, having mom at your wedding,” she sighed. “J wislF she could have been at didn’t have a church a veil ...” Cynthia laughed “Does it matter now?” “Not a bit,” admitted Gue cheer­ fully. iLater, as the bridal procession, all ,cream and gold and white, mov­ ed gracefully down the church aisle Sue was thinking happily, “How well ,Mo,m looks! And how lovely Cyn is—in all her White and gold­ en glamour . » . I’m glad Carey’s impervieus to it!” The across tapers lanky, tender curved ling1 . , her heart was saying to him across the dimly-lighted spaces of the church. THE END Regier-Overholt A pretty summer wedding was solemnized on Saturday, August 3, at 9.30 a,m., in St. Peter’s R.C, Church, Drysdale, when Rev. Fr. Bordeau united in marriage Jean Alma, second daughter of Mr, and Mrs. Melvin Overholt, to Joseph iLennis, eldest son of Mr. Peter Regier and ’the late Mrs. Regier. The bride who was given In mar­ riage by her father, proceeded to her place -at the altar to the strains of the bridal music played by* the organist, Mrs, John Denomme, aunt of the bride. The bride was attended by -a cousin of the groom, Miss Clarisse Regier, of Mount Carmel as maid of honor and Miss Gladys Overholt, of Drysdale, sis­ ter of the bride, as bridesmaid, The lovely young bride was beau­ tifully gowned in a floor-lengih gown of white slipper satin with a full net skirt and a high key-hole neckline trimmed with a white satin bow and long white sleeves pointed over a small gold groom, Her embroidered held in place blossoms, bouquet of Red and ferns knotted bows. The bridesmaid /length gown of delicate pink silk taffeta fashioned with sweetheart neckline, with a fitted bodice em­ broidered with gold and silver sequins. Her matching shoulder- length veil fell from a coronet, sim­ ilar to the style of the bride. .She carried a -colonial bouquet of white aleriette carnations and ferns, knotted with pink satin bows. She wore the groom’s gift of ster­ ling gift bow knot ear-rings. The maid of honor chose a floor- ilength gown of heavenly blue, lace and net over taffeta with sweet­ heart neckline, buttoned down the back -to -the long pointed waist line; Her matching headdress was the same as that of the bridesmaid. She carried ia colonial bouquet of white aleriette carnations and ferns knot­ ted with blue satin bows, She also wore the groom’s gift of sterling gilt bow knot ear-rings. The .bridegroom was attended by his brother, Leslee, and Arnold Overholt, brother of the bride. Mr. Charles Regier, uncle of the groom, and Mr. Norman Overholt, uncle of the bride, assisted as ushers. Mr. John Denomme, uncle of the bride, and Lome Denomme, -cousin of the the hands. .She wore cross, the gift of -the floor-length veil of white silk net was with a halo of orange She carried a cascade roses satin Briarcliffe with white chose a flOOT- “J wislF she mine. And I wedding and indulgently. Organ pealed solemnly. 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