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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-02-13, Page 6PAGE SIX WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES >"y-v Thursday, February 13,1936 -l^lshbel- •SYNOPSIS: ... A luxurious five- month cruise around the world aboard the "Marenia” brings together a group, of passengers for adventures, romantic, entertaining . . and tragic . , , Like in “Grand Hotel" these pas­ sengers offer a study in human ac­ tions and reactions, which uncon­ sciously bare their souls. , . . These characters are aboard the ship: Mac­ duff, door Scotchman, single, of mid­ dle age; Miss Mudge, school teacher, spending the savings of 20 years; Angela, faithful wife of Lovat, gigolo; Dick: Chariton, first officer; Claire, a person of experience; Joan, a dissi­ pated flapper; Jenny, run-away wife, and. Peter; Captain Baring, master of the ship . , « and his soul. . . NOW, GO ON WITH THE STORY. Peter squeezed her arm, then wan­ dered off to look at the carving in the temple, Jenny stood in contem­ plation before the Emerald Buddha. She stared at him until she was half­ hypnotized. Angela came walking up to her. •*’ "I think, in a way, that this is one of the best of the Buddhas,” she re­ marked. “It goes so well with the bright gimcrackery of Bangkok,” said Jen­ ny. "Isn’t it an amusing place?” "I’ve always thought it the most •exotic place on earth. Have you seen the white elephants?” “My husband and I have just been looking at them.” "Oh, is he about,” “He was, a minute ago.” Jenny looked round, but there was no sign of Peter. "He’s always wand­ ering off,” she explained. "He’s a born traveller, but he forgets that he has me on his hands at times.” They were walking through the courtyard now, Jenny turning her head from side to side. “I’m looking for Peter,” she said. “It would be so easy to lose a husband among the wats of Bangkok.” “Rather! All those winding stair­ ways and giant devas. He’s probably hidden behind a deva!” “Should we leave the courtyard and look somewhere else? But he may come back, expecting to find me here. “You, stay where you are and I’ll stroll outside. He may have gone to­ wards the gate.” Jenny stood in the middle of the courtyard, leaning on her parasol. Everyone else was trooping out. They were Thai could there of the courtyard. It must be fully half an hour since .he had looked at all on their way to the Phya Palace for luncheon. Peter not fail to see her, standing so conspicuously in the center FORD Motels Choos^K RATESW 250 1 SiHGUNOHKHe’ FW't « l» * i]Wrcoww 1» >•• I’/FIREPROOF *• * HOTELS ’• I il’>COKVINIHilY ’jiif LOCATED JUajIf ?EASY ^^paiiiiicaotnus his watch and said it was twelve o’clock, Had something happened to Peter? But how ridiculous to think that a competent person like Peter should come to harm. “I shall go through these buildings, and you take the others, Angela, will you please?” said the two to the left, ribly nervous.” 'Don’t, my dear. worry Jenny, indicating "I’m getting ter- There’s nothing to worry about at all. Your husband knows his way about. I think you should stay in the courtyard until he comes and finds you.” Jenny ignored her warning and hur­ ried across the cobbles on feet that were now winged with alarm. It was most disquieting. When she rejoined of overpowering heat. Angela ed with Jenny, who sat like a shadow in the great hall of the hotel. No­ thing seemed to rouse her, At tea­ time one of the cruise men came bustling up to tejl her that Peter had taken a train back to the boat short­ ly after noon. “I came up on a. later train and happened to run into him at the sta­ tion,” he said. “When I got here they told me you were looking for him.” “Oh yes. Thanks so much,” Jen­ ny’s voice was automatic, “Clare, of course!” she thought, and saw the same idea reflected on Angela’s face. The older woman put out an arm and steadied her for a minute. “Let’s have our tea, stay’ said, When she rejoined Angela her eyes were wide with fright. Angela she was panting, and her eyes were wide with fright. "Jenny, my dear,” said Angela, "the thing for you to do is come back to the hotel with me. Nothing is to be gained by staying here.” Jenny was at last persuaded to leave the palace. She was drooping now. A thought flashed like a thund­ erbolt through Jenny’s mind. The words sprang to her lips before she could check them: "Have you seen Mrs. Langford about?” “No,” said Angela. “I’m sure she didn’t come with us today. Johnny was lo.oking for her from end to end of the train, and is now in a huff be­ cause he couldn’t find her.” Jenny's face grew smooth again and her spirits rose. Of course, Peter was sure to be somewhere about. The hotel was really an old palace, with spacious rooms like ballrooms, and bedrooms the size of halls. There was no sign of Peter in the lounge. He had not been heard of at the desk nor was he in the bar, where duff was cocktail, swooping certainty, enquiries, had caught a glimpse of Peter. Per­ haps his launch wa? still on the riv­ er, or he had wandered off to explore another part of the town. The afternoon wore on in a blaze Marenia. a moun- Angela’s Mac- Thai back, fresh busy with the Phya Her dismay came down on her with Angela made some discreet but none of the cruise men MAN KILLED AS TRUCK TOPPLES INTO. RIVER H i *'' Firemen are shown salvaging a when he accidentally back the vehicle truck which fell into Fort Point over the steep embankment while re* Channel, Boston, killing the driver, moving snow from the city’s streets. “What a relief to know that nothing has happened to him.” “Yes, a relief,” Jenny responded in the tones of. a parrot. “I wonder when the next train goes down,” Jenny speculated, sipping her tea. “There isn’t another till we all go at half-past ten tonight. I’ve enquir­ ed.” “Heavens!” said Jenny. “How gay I shall feel until then. Marooned in Bangkok. Peter on ‘the What does it all mean?” • “My dear, you’re building tain out of a molehill.” voice was soothing. "Angela, you know better.” Of course she did. Angela thought with a sudden rush of pain of Lovat stealing out of their stateroom after he had danced with Clare, Lovat kissing his hand and waving to Clare at Cairo. She knew that Jenny had good grounds for her fears. "Let’s walk about,” Jenny suggest- | ed, restless and brooding. “We’ll walk in the gardens.” I Round and round they went, past Greek statues, terraces and hedges, j their feet crunching on the gravel paths. The Marenia passengers were dozing on the veranda or behind the cool shutters of the hotel. “What time is it now, Angela?” “Five o’clock.” "Let’s go back to the hotel,” she cried, Angela followed her patiently, ready to humor her whims. Jenny wanted to rest for a while. They took a room, and each in turn had a cool­ ing bath. It was refreshing, and Jen­ ny felt her courage rise. Angela took a nap, but Jenny could not close her eyes. It seemed as if Jenny had aged five years* when Angela wakened, give me for dropping off when were so miserable,” she pleaded. "Nonsense! I’m glad you There’s nothing you can do.” “For- you did. Angela studied her closely. “Let’s have another bath, then we’ll go down to dinner. King Prajadhipok’s danc- , ers are going to perform for us in the garden afterwards. You must come and watch them.” Jenny was listless. “If only we could get to the boat!” she thought. Jenny went round in a trance, fol­ lowing her companion from place to place. She went into the dining-room and remembered nothing of how it looked or what she had eaten. Night, star-flecked and warmly perfumed, came hurrying down as they dined. Afterwards they went out to the gar­ den, which was magical in the silvery essence of the evening. “What an idyllic spot,’!' Angola ex­ claimed, Seating herself on a. marble bench and regarding the Greek col­ umns. “1 feel as if this day is everlast­ ing.” Jenny’s voice broke in on An­ gela’s thoughts, “We’ll soon be on our way now?’ She slipped her atm ptotectingly through het friend's, An hour later Jenny stood at the roadside like one in a dream, wait­ ing for the train td take them back to Paknam. .It was slow in coming, and her pulses raced in her fever to reach the boat. But what should she do when she confronted Peter? . At last they were off, and watched the heads of the tired seugers nodding in the yellow bles of light. When they reached Paknam still, had a long distance-to travel by tender, Jenny felt ill with fatigue and worry, Her head was throbbing, and her fears were'like thorns piercing her flesh. Angela was a comforting pres­ ence, although she ‘did not attempt to talk to her. The tender rode smoothly, the water slapping her sides. A breeze came whipping in from the gulf. Angela’ took off her hat and her silver hair, flew" lloosely over her ears. Jenny still clutched Peter’s cigarette-case in her hand. The boat drew nearer and nearer. They could now detect the outline ,of her funnels looming above the life­ boats. Jenny picked out a nauticaB cap. It must be Dick Charlton in his white uniform. The chasm of water narrowed till they touched the sides' of the Marenia. She did not know if her feet would carry "her to her stater.oom, or sustain her when she came face to face with Peter. . “Buck up, old dear!” said Angela.’ “\Ve might as well be moving down.” Jenny caught a glimpse of a tall figure looking over the side of the promenade, deck. The shoulders sug­ gested Peter; the face she could not see. He might be waiting for her at the gangplank. The tender was bumping her'sides against .the steam­ er, scraping and tearing, heaving and barging off, Angela and Jenny were caught in the outgoing rush and were among the last to leave the . boat. Angela saw that the girl’s face was like skim­ med milk, and she caught her round the waist. Jenny drew her hat down Over her eyes and stepped up the lad­ der, her glance darting from side to side. Dick smiled at her in passing, although she scarcely saw him. There* was no sign of Peter. Of course not. He would wait for her in their state­ room. Angela took her part-way along to her door, for Jenny’s legs were wav­ ering. It was open and on the hook. She pulled the curtain aside and grip­ ped it again to steady herself as she saw that the room was dark. Perhaps he was in bed and asleep. She switch­ ed on the lights. The room stared at her, empty and dead, and at the same moment she felt the engines throb­ bing their familiar tune. She got as far as Peter’s bed, then fell in a dead faint on the untouched cover. , . It was long before she opened her eyes, to find herself staring at’ the tinted lights and panelled walls. Her glance flew to the back of the door and she saw that Peter’s dressing- gown was missing from its hook. “He’s afraid to come near me to­ night, he won’t come neai’ me to­ night,” she thought, and burst into storms of tears. Burying her head in the pillow, she sobbed wildly and hysterically.' At last, exhausted, she fell sound alseep and did not hear a knock on the door. Reassured by the quiet, Angela stole away, believing that it was no longer any of her concern. They were al­ ready pounding through the Gulf of Siam, the Marenia steering her course with midnight' stealth on limpid wat­ ers. Jenny slept late, a heavy' drugged slumber. When she wakened, the stin was pouring in through the open porthole, and were still on, breakfast-time, the other bed empty. Then she remembered the ev­ ents of the night before. Raising her­ self on her elbow, she held her head, which ached as if it had been hit with a hammer. Her glance swept around the stateroom for familiar objects, and in a second she sprang to her feet. Where were Peter’s things? All of his things? She dashed into the bathroom. Hus brushes, his hair ton­ ic, his soap, his razor—-everything was gone. Dared she open his ward­ robe door? She sat down on a chair and waited for strength, but it did not come. At last she staggered ac­ ross the cabin and looked inside the closet. It was empty, Peter must ’ have moved entirely to another state­ room. He must be somewhere on the boat, but hiding, from her, should she do? Continued Next Issue) His Majesty on the Canadian Pacific bub- they the rose wall-lights like evening dress at She looked across at and saw that it was What start- over- basc- Fire at Saltford A fire believed to have been cd by defective wiring or an heated air co'mprcssor in the mefit of W<; Simonds* store at Salt­ ford, caused heavy damage early Fri­ day- The Goderich fire brigade was asked to attend when the villagers, who fought the fire for nearly one hour,.were unable to check ft Chem­ icals and a bucket brigade were brought info play against the flames, the fight lasting two hours. Fortun­ ately the blaze was not ot sufficient Canadians have a particularly warm spot in their hearts for King Edward VIII, a sinoere af­ fection honestly earned by His x Majesty during his visits to this country as Prince of Wales. The Picture layout shown above gra­ phically illustrates several ■ phases of his different journeys by Canadian Pacific steamships and rail lines. Illustration No.. 1 shows His Majesty in the typical­ ly courteous act of thanking the crew of the Royal Special. No. 2. His Majesty and Sir Edward Beatiy, G.B.E., K.C., LL.D., chat­ ting on the station platform at Calgary. No. 3. In the driver’s seat. His Majesty on the “right hand side” of Canadian Pacific­ engine 2231. No. 4. Edward VIII,. with the exception of his voyage on HALS. Renown, has travelled across the North Atlantic on Can- - adian Pacific Steamships. The picture shows him with Captain E. Griffith on board the Empress of France, strength to reach the gasoline pumps brought it baclc, taking nine hours for outside the store. Groceries! clothes and other articles in the general store’ were badly damaged by smoke and flames, as were the woodwork' and walls throughout the building. the job over roads that had been plowed out the day before. Snow-plowing Was Difficult The snowplow made an attempt to break the road between Carlow and Nile. ‘ It took from noon till night to get three-quarters of a mile and then got stuck. A -man was left to kee(p the plow working back and forth, and in the morning seven men A Close Call Mr. Jos. Lehman, C.P.R. section­ man, who lost one of his eyes in tlje service of the railway,’ came near los­ ing his life, as did also Mr. Mack Lambertus of town, when the. pair en­ gaged with pick's and shovels in clear­ ing the railway crossing behind the Wm. Ellis farm on the 20th sideroad, a few miles northeast of town, look­ ed up in time to see the rotary snow­ plow zooming down the track almost upon them. Scrambling as fast as they could to the fence they hardly reached their destination when one of' the big revolving wings of the plow broke a handle off,their pick and came- near cutting them down in their- flight. 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