The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-02-16, Page 6WISDOM
and
year unfolds wisdom, i
holiness.”—Mary Baker
*
human
-Sir J.
“Body .cannot teach wisdom; God
only;”—Emerson.
* “Man governed by immortal Mind,
is always' beautiful and' grand. Each
succeeding
beauty
Eddy.
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wisdom, to divine, is
Denham.
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“He is a wise man who docs not
grieve for the things which he has
not, but rejoices for those which he
has.”—Epictitus. '
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SYNOPSIS
her with hard
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wooden steps to the door
needed paint. There was
she knocked timidly, and
louder as she heard no
When the wealthy foster parents of
Marjorie Wethcrill both die she finds
.a letter telling that she has a twin
sister, that she was adopted when her
own parents couldn’t afford to sup
port both of them and needed money
to save her sister’s life and that her
real name is Dorothy Gay. Alone in
the world, but with a fortune of her
own, she considers looking up her
own family whom she has never seen.
A neighbor, Evan Bower, tries t0 ar
gue her out of it and tells her he
loves her and asks her to marry him.
She promises to think it over but at
the time is more concerned with find
ing her family.
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She looked up at him quietly, and
smiled a cold little wistful smile.
Then she added:
“I’m sorry to seem so—uncertain—
and so — unappreciative — of your —
love. But I just can’t seem to think
tonight.”
He was a wise young man and he
saw that he couldn’t get any further
tonight.
He studied her for a moment and
than set his lips in a firm line of de
termination.
“Very well," he said quite cheerful
ly. “I am just your friend for now,
but a very special friend, you know.
One whom you can call upon for any
thing. Will you feel that?”
She smiled with relief.
“Yes," she said. “Thank you! Good
night!" and she put but her hand and
gave his a brief impersonal clasp.
Marjorie found. she was too excit
ed to sleep when she laid her head on
her pillow. But strangely enough it
was not on the eager protests of love
that her mind dwelt most during that
night’s vigil, but more on his insis
tence that she should not search out
her people. And the more she thought
of it, the less she thought of Evan.
She awoke in the morning with the
definite purpose in her heart to get
the matter over with at once. She
would start right away before any
thing else could possibly delay her. If
any more people came in and tried
io turn her from her purpose ghq
would become bewildered againt
''S She called iip the station and made
her reservations on a train that left
the city a little after six that night.
She took her check book and plenty
of money, carefully stowed as she had
been taught to do -jvhen traveling.
She left no address with anybody.
She did not want anyone coming af
ter her to try and hinder her in what
ever she should decide to do.
And so at last she was on her way,
quite worn out with the tumult of her
decision and her preparations.
The next morning she arrived in
the strange city and went to a hotel.
After attempting a sketchy breakfast I
she took a taxi and drove to the ad
dress she had been given in the let
ter.
It seemed a very long drive, out
through a scrubby part of the city,
and then into a sordid street of lit
tle cheap houses, all alike, brick |
houses with wooden porches in an t
endless row, block after block, withj
untidy vacant lots across the street,;
ending in unpleasant ash heaps. It
was before the last house in the row
that the taxi stopped.
The driver handed her her cheek,
opened the door, and she got out her
purse.
“I think perhaps you had better
wait for me a minute or two until I
make sure this is the
she said hesitantly, as
house with displeasure.
So, on feet that were
steady, she got out and went slowly
up the two
that sadly
no bell so
then' again
sound of life from within. She was
just about to turn away, almost hop
ing they were gone, and she would
have no clue to search further, when
she heard hurried steps on a bare
floor, and the door was opened
sharply, almost impatiently. Then she
found herself face to face with a re
plica of herself!
“Does Mrs. George Gay live here?”
She said the words because she had
prepared them on her lips to say, but
she was so startled at the apparition
of herself in the flesh stand:ng be
fore her that she did not realize she
had asked the question. She just stood ‘
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‘But they probably won t for long,"
added the other girl grimly.
“Oh, are you going to move? Then
I’m glad I came before you did, for
I might have had trouble finding you.
said the other girl unsmil-
probably would.” Then she
toward a single wooden
the middle
before yestcr-
How did thati
she answered
right place,"
she eyed the
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of the room.
We still have
I believe Ted
the pawnshop
isn’t any heat
cold?” There
“Yes,"
ing, “you
motioned
chair in
Won’t you sit down?
one chair left, though
is going to take it tp
this afternoon. There
here. Will you take
was something contemptuous in the
tone of the hostile sister,. Marjorie
gave her a quick troubled glance.
“Are you really my sister?"
“I supijose I must be," said the oth
er girl listlessly as if it didn’t in the
least matter, “there’s your picture up
■there on the mantel. Maybe you’ll
recognize that. If you had waited till
afternoon that would probably have
been gone too."
“You know, I didn’t even know I
had a sister until day
day!"
The other looked, at
unbelieving eyes.
“That’s odd, isn’t it?
come about?"
“No one told me,"
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Suddenly she burst into tears.
there and stared and stared at this
other girl who was so like and yet so
unlike herself.
The other girl had the same cloud
of golden hair, only it was flying in
every direction, not smoothly waved
in the way it ought to lie. the same
brown eyes, only they -were full of
bitterness, and trouble, and a kind of
fright in the depths cf them; the same
delicate lips, only they were set in
hard lines as if the grim realities of
life had been too close to her.
“Well,” she said with a final little
shiver, opening the door a trifle wid
er, “I suppose you must be my twin
sister! Will you come in?" Her voice
was most -ungracious, but she stood
aside in the tiny hall to let the other
girl pass in.
“Oh! Are you—? That >s — I
didn’t know—!’’ said Marjorie in con
fusion. Then she turned suddenly to
the taxi and nodded brightly. .
“It’s all right," she said. “They still
live here!”
sadly.
“Oh, yes? Then how did you find
out?”
“I found a letter from Moth—that
is, from my adopted mother after she
died. She left a letter to tell me of
my people."
“You mean Mr. and Mrs. Wether-
ill are both dead?” The tone was in
credulous.’
“Yes. I am alone in the world now
—except for you—my own family.”
The other* girl’s face grew very
hard and bitter now.
"Oh!” she said shortly. “I wond
ered why you came after all these
years when you haven’t paid the least
attention to us. You with your grand
home and your aristocratic • parents,
and your fine education! What could
you possibly want with us? But I see
it now. They have died and left you
penniless, I suppose, after all their
grand pretensions, and you have come
back on us to live. Well, we’ll 'take
you in of course. Mother wouldn’t
have it otherwise, but I’ll say it’s
something like the end of a perfect
day to have you turnAup just now."
“Oh, I’m sorry,” said Marjorie dis
tressed at once. “I ought to have tele
phoned to’ see if it was convenient, but
I was so eager to find you. And you
don’t at all realize anything about it.
I’ve not come home to . be a burden
on you. I thought maybe I could
spend Christmas with you. I know
how you must feel. You are moving,
and frightfully busy, but you'll let me
help, won’t you?"
“Moving!” sneered her sister. “Yes,
we’d be moving right away today if
we had any place to move to! And
any money, to move with. And any
thing to move! Christmas! I didn’t
know there was such a thing any
more!” And suddenly she dropped
down in the" vacant chair, jerking her
hands out from the ragged pockets of
her old coat, put them up to her-face,
and burst into 'tears, sobbing until her
slender body shook with the force of
the sobs. Yet it was all done very
quickly as if there was some reason
why she must not make a noise.
Marjorie went close and put her
arms about her, her face down against
the other’s wet cheek.
“Oh, my dear!" she said brokenly.
“My dear!” And then her own tears
were falling, and she held the weep
ing girl close. “But you are cold! So
cold your are trembling! Can’t we
go into another room where it is
warm and let me tell you how you
have misunderstood me? Come!”
Then the girl lifted her face and
spoke fiercely again.
“Come?” she said- “Where shall
we come? Don’t you know there has
not been a teaspoonful of coal in this
house for two days, and that we've
burned up all the chairs that aien’t
sold to try and keep from freezing—
except this one that has to be sold to
get some medicine for Mother? D.on’t
you know Father hasn’t had any work
for nine months, and Mother is sick
upstairs in bed with all the blankets
we own piled around her and a hot-
water bag at her feet? She’s getting
pneumonia, I’m afraul, and I had to
■fuse my job to stay home and take
care of her. Don’t you know Dad is
sick himself, but ho bad to gp out and
beg the landlord to let us Ma/ a few
days more till Mother is better—?
And I guess Ted has -lost his news
paper route, and I’ve had to take the
children to the neighborhood mtrserv,
to keep them warm and fed? If you
stay here with us you’ll have to pawn
that fur coat to get enough tu eat!’’
Suddenly the sister’s head went
down again and tr ore silent sobs
shook her. It was terrible to look up
on, Marjorie felt it was the most aw
ful sight she had ever seen. , <
Suddenly she stood back ami unbut
toned be'r coat, sJ’d out of if and
wrapped it warmlv around her lister.
“'There! There! You precious sis-i
*cr!’ she said softly,- laying her lips
on the other girl’s.
. But het sister struggled up fierce
ly, her pride blazing in her eyes, her
arms flinging off the coat. “No*" she
said, "no I won’t wear your coat ev
en for a minute."
But Marjorie caught it together
about her again and held it there.
“Look here!" she wd with auth
ority. “Stop acting this way! I'm
your sister and I’Ve come to help
youh You can’t fling me off th’.s way!
And we haven’t time to fight! We’ve
got tu get busy*. What’s the first
thing to do? Make a fire? Where
can I find a man to send for coal?’ <.
"You Can’t?’' said hef sister sullen
ly, “they won’t trust us till the bill Is
paid, and we’ve nothing to pay it
with? Her eyes were smoldering like
slow fires, and her face was filled with
shame as she confessed this, but Mar
jorie’s eyes lit with joy.
‘ Oh, but I have!" she cried eager
ly, and put her hand intd her purse,
pulling out a nice fat roll of bills and
slipping them into her sister's hand.
“There,she said, “go quick and
pay the bill and get the coal!"
The other girl looked down at her
hand, .saw the large denomination of
the bills she was holding, ahd looked
up in wonder. Then he face chang
ed and an alert look came, pride stole
slowly up, and the faint color that' had
come into her cheeks faded, leaving
her ghastly white again,
"We couldn’t take it!” she said
fiercely. "We couldn’t even pay it
back. There is no use!" and she held
it out to Marjorie.
"Nonsense!” said . Marjorie. “You
are my family, aren’t you? It’s my
mother who is cold, isn’t it?”
“After all these years? You stay;
ing away and never sending -us any
word? No! You’re1 adopted and be
long to that other woman,- and it’s her
money, not ours. We can’t take it!”
“Look here!” said , Marjorie, her
own eyes flashing now till they re
sembled her sister’s event more than
at first, “I didn’t ask to be adopted,
did I? I didn’t have much chpice in
the matter, did I? I was adopted be
fore I knew what was going on, and
I didn’t know anything about you.
You have no right to blame me that
way!
/Then suddenly the ther girl jump
ed up and flung Marjorie coat back at
her.
“All j-ight!” she said, “Put on your
own coat. Maybe it's all true. I. don't
know. I’ve hated you and the Wetli-
erills so long that I don’t know whe
ther I can ever get over it. or
but I’ve got to try and save my
ther’s life, even if it is with that
er woman’s money!”’
(Continued Next Week)
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Queen’s brother, was announced in
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three years when Harington broke-
the engagement in 1937, announcing
he didn’t believe in “love in a cot
tage.” However, he quit his job as
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vice and^ went to work for a metal'
corporation. Apparently he has done-
all right in business. The King and?
Queen may attend the wedding, which
will be held in’ London on March 8_
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