The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-03-23, Page 6»
SYNOPSIS
When the wealthy foster parents of
Marjorie Wetherill both die she finds
A letter telling that she has a twin
sister, that she was adopted when her
■ own parents couldn’t afford tp sup
port both of them 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 to argue
her out of it and tells her he lov?s her
and asks her to marry him. She pro
mises to think it over but decides first
to see her family. She goes to their,
address, finds that they are destitute,
have sold all of their furniture, have
no coal, her mother is sick and her
father has on job. Her sister and bro
ther resent her being thereibut her
mother and father are very joyful ov
er it. Finally, when she buys them
all the th tings they need the whole
family celebrate her appearance .They
tell her about the wonderful place
•called Brentwood where they lived be
fore her father lost his job.* * *
“Oh, I’ll straighten it a little. But
1 wish you would go up with him this
time. I hate to meet him looking this
•way. I ripped the sleeve half out of
my dress last night when I stooped
over to pick up Sunny, and I’ve just
spilled some grease down the front
of it. I'm a sight! And this is the on
ly dress I have. I couldn’t possibly
get it washed out and ironed and on
before he comes.”
“Oh, I can fix that,” said Marjorie
smiling, “you’ll wear one of my dresk-
<es, of course. We’re just the same
size, so it’s sure to fit you. Let’s op
en my suitcase and rummage.”
Betty’s eyes lighted with sudden
longing, but her lips set in a thin line.
“Indeed I couldn’t deck myself out
in your wonderful clothes. I couldn t
do that!”
“No?” said Marjorie
“Suppose I deck you then?
let’s see what I got that will be suit
able.”
She dashed into the front hall,
brought back her airplane baggage
and opened it right there in the kit
chen before the ravished eyes of her
beauty-starved sister.
Marjorie reached under the neat
muslin packing' bags that contained
'frivolous evening things and pulled
out two knitted dresses, simple of line,
lovely of quality, and rich of color.
“There!” said Marjorie happily,
•“take your pick. I think there’s a blue
one here somewhere, too. Yes, here
it is, and she flung it across a chair.
“Put them all on and see which you
like the best!”
Betty stood spellbound.
“Oh, I couldn’t wear those lovely
-things. It wouldn’t seem right!”
’ “Now, please, Betty, don’t spoil,
things by objections. Put them on
one at a time and let me see which
is the most becoming.”
Betty finally chose the dark’ blue.
couple of little cotton house gowns,
sort of aprons they are, to slip over
another dress when you’re actually
working. You take the blue one and
I’ll take the pink, and then we can
tell each other apart. We’ll put those
on for kitchen work.”
“You make life a kind of play,” said
Betty as she wonderingly obeyed, “It
doesn’t seem right to be dolled up like
this to make a bed.”
Presently they heard the doctor
coming upon the porch and Betty in
the slim blue dress went to open the
door, her hair a little gold flame of
light about her shapely head, Mar
jorie, standing back in the tiny par
lor almost out of view had time to
notice the , quick loolc of interest in
the doctor’s face as he took account
of the exceedingly pretty girl who was
meeting him, and the little flush of
rose that crept up into Betty’s cheeks
as she met his gaze.
*1 hen the doctor turned and looked
keenly at Marjorie.
"Oh, you’re the new sister, aren’t
you?” he said pleasantly. “Aren’t you
twins? You look so very much alike,
I doubt if I could have told you apart
if I hadn’t met Miss Betty several
times.
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teasingly.
Come on,
Betty lingered a moment at the
door talking with the dictor, asking
him particularly about her mother’s
diet and medicine, and the young doc-
.or looked at her approvingly and he
■wiled as he went out.
Ever since she had arrived Mar-
orie had, been planning what she.
vould do, but there hadn’t as yet been
ime to carry out her plans.
“Monday you and I ought to go out
nd do some Christmas shopping,”
aid Marjorie to'Betty as they were
jutting everything in shining order
Saturday evening after0supper.
“Christmas shopping, my. eye! A
lot of Christmas shopping I could do.
i haven’t got ten cents of my own,”
said Betty ruefully.
“Oh, yes, you have,” laughed Mar
jorie. “Look in your purse. I put
..ume in there this afternoon while
you were down at the store and
for Christmas shopping and noth
else.”
“Do you think I would go Chi
mas shopping with your money?’
ed Betty scornfully.
It’s not my money,” laughed
jorie, “it’s yours, I gave it to yi
we could have some fun. You
think it’s any fun, do you, to do all
the shopping myself, and not have
anybody else be getting up secrets
■Wheneier you like. Here, I’ve got a1 too? Now don’t act that way.”
It i less, dressy than the others,”
she sai d gravely, “th ough it's awfully
sin irt.I couldn’t as1 c anything hand-
son icr on this earth.I never thought
I’d hai e a chance to even try on one
of tlK :.e wonderful hand-knit ebs-
tun ies.’
We I, I'll be awfully careful of it,”
compn .r.f cd Betty,“and I’ll take it
off as as the d >ctor .has gone.”
Noi isensc! You*!I do no such a
thing!”said Majorie . "You’ll wear it;
u
’’And I used to think you were self
ish!” said Betty sorrowfully.
Marjorie looking up caught a bright
flame of color on Betty's face and
thought how pretty she looked in the
new dress, She wondered in passing
if this nice pleasant doctor was inter
ested in-her sister?
It was Sunday morning while they
were getting breakfast together that
Marjorie asked quite casually;
“Where do you go to church? Is
it far from here?”
Betty stopped stirring the pancake
batter she was preparing and stared
at her..
. “Go to church?” she laughed. “We
don’t go. We' haven’t since we left
Brentwood. For one thing we didn’t
have the clothes to go there or any
where else. And for another thing I
guess we were all too discouraged and
disheartened to bother about church.
People don’t feel much interested in
going to church when they are having
such a time as we’ve had. It isn’t easy
to believe in a God who lets people
like Father and Mother suffer as they
have done. I don’t believe in a God
myself.”
Marjorie looked at her aghast,
“Oh, Betty! That’s awful!
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Germany’s seizure of the Czech prov
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feared American Nazis would demon
strate agains't him. Paderewski was
the first premier of modern Poland,
Yon
The young doctor loo ked at her approvingly.
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Mar-
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don't
mustn’t talk that way.
“Why not, I’d like to know. Do
you believe in God?”
“Certainly.” ,
■ “Why do you?”
‘Marjorie looked at her thoughtfully.
“I never stopped to think about
why,” she.said slowly, “but I do. I
certainly, do.”
“Well, I didn't mean to worry you,
only you asked about going to church
-and I suppose you’ll be disappointed
in us if that’s what you expect of us.
Not one of us . goes to church except
Ted. He’s the religious one of the
Ho eld”
“Ted?” said Marjorie lifting aston
ished eyes.
“Yes, Ted. He's as faithful as the
clock. He walks away back to Brents
wood every Sunday. He’s got a crush
on a young preacher back there, and
we can’t keep him away. He’ll prob
ably want to
w
hi
ith him if
walk
you
Jf
a
to go,” said Mar-“Why, I’d
rie. .“Why
gorgeous morning,”
“Thanks, no,” said Betty coldly. “I
don’t feel religiously inclined, and any
way, I haven’t a coat. You couldn’t
just divide your coat with me, though
I presume you would if it were poss
ible. Besides, it’s you that wants to
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go to church, not me. Here, Ted,” as
the boy came in from the street,
“here’s a candidate to *go to church
with you.”
Ted looked at Marjorie with a sud
den sparkle in his eyes.
“Sure, I’ll take her," he said diffi
dently. "But you haveta walk. There’s
no carline except a long roundabout
way.”
“I’ll love to- walk!” said Marjorie.
So Marjorie and her brother started
off to church.
“I guess you’ll be ashamed of me,
but they don’t mind clothes where we
are-, going.”
“No," said Marjorie thought fully.
“I’m not ^ashamed of you, I’m proud
of- you. Things like that are only
comparative, anyway, aren’t they?
They shouldn’t have any part in go
ing to church:”
Ted eyed her speculatively, and fin
ally ventured another question:
“I guess you’re saved, aren’t you?”
“Saved?” said Marjorie altogether
startled. The phrase was not common
among the young people she knew.
“You haveta be born again, you
know.”
She gave him another keen, look
and as if he were answering the ques- ,
tion in her eyes he said:
“You believe, you know, that’s how
you get to be born again. That’s how
you get sa^ed. You just believe.”'
“Believe?” said Marjorie inquiring
ly. She didn’t say “believe what?” But
her tone said it. So he answered.
“Believe that' Jesus is the Son of
God and died to take our sins upon
Himself and suffer their penalty.” He
explained it gravely, as if he had done
it'before, and understood thoroughly
what it meant.
“Why, I guess I believe, that,” said
Marjorie, “I’ve never really thought-
much about it, but I believe it of
course. It’s all in the Bible, isn’t it?
I believe the Bible. I was taught to
believe that when I was very young,
though I’m not sure I know much
about it.”
“Gee, it's great ivhen you get ta
studying it!” said Ted irrelevantly. #
Marjorie looked at him in surprise.
“Have you studied it?”
“Sure! We had Bible classes twice
week at the Brentwood chapel.
“Then she doesn’t know Gideon
Reaver?”
“No, she wouldn’t be introduced-
one day when I brought him home.
She said She didn’t care to know
preachers, they would bore her, and
it might be embarrassing to have him
banging around,
sick, sometimes.”
“I guess she’s
time” suggested
“Sure she has! We've all had a
hard time, And she’s been a. good
scout, worked like everything to take
care of Mother and Father, and all
that, but still—sometimes she makes
me sick.”
He suddenly broke off and his voice
grew jubilant, t “There’s Brentwood
now! See it up there on the hill? And
that’s our house, that long low stone
house with the white pillars to the
porch? Isn’t that some swell location?
And there! Upon my word if there
! doesn’t come Gideon Reaver now!”
| Then -Marjorie looked up to see a
I tall finely built young man coming to
ward her with astonishingly wonderful
eyes that seemed to have seen furth
er into life than most men see, yet
they had a deep sweet settled peace
in them, She wondered if it could be
real. She had never seen a young man
who had that look.
(Continued Next Week)
Oh, she makes me
had rather a hard
Marjorie gently,
RELIGIOUS READING
FOR LENTEN SEASON
Currents of Thought in
. Religion
By E. G.
Modern
Article No. 4
condition of the Protestant
for it is only
The
Churches in Europe
with the current trends of thought
among Protestants these articles deal,
presents a striking contrast between
organization and spirit. Hitherto we
have had Christianity mostly, in the
“Form” of the Church. . Christianity
and the Church as organized were one
and the same thing. Tlie Church is
organized Christianity, and in the Ro
man Church this organization i.e. the
Church, is indeed so important that
outside of* it there is no salvation.
But what we see to-day, in Europe
especially, is more or less the end of
churches. In this history is repeating
itself, for history speaks of the end of
churches on more than* one occasion.
Where are today the churches in An
atolia, the Nestorian church in China,
Augustine’s church in North Africa!
Tp use a popular phrase “they have
gone with the wind.” Look at Rus
sia. A few years ago Russia was the
center of the Orthodox Church. But
that Church has ■ lost its hierarchy,
hundreds of bishops and priests, its
theological Academy, its property, its
religious education, its influenie on
public life: in other words the Church
as the Russian people had known it
for centuries is no more. Think- of
Spain. Spain was often considered as
being the most Catholic country in
Europe, But what have we witnessed,
This — formerly pioys Spaniards have
burned their own churches, killed the
priests and nuns, and prosecuted their
once beloved Church as a nuisance
and as a.n opiate for the people, How
far the success, of Franco will go in
turning the mind of the people to
their' Church, no one knows. France
was once called the oldest daughter of
the Church and her most faithful
child,, But France today has cut the
ties between state and church, and is
in a state of hostility toward her. Ac
cording to, Roman Catholic sources
in a people of forty-one millions not
mpre than eight to ten millions have
remained members of tire church.
Protestantism counts hardly one mil
lion in France, Where are the other
thirty millions? They are the dying
Church of France. Let us now look
at the country of the Reformation it
self, Germany. What remains of her
former Evangelical Church? Most of
the former State Churches except in
Southern Germany and Hanover, have
been dissolved. The German Church
Federation, including at least forty
millions of Protestants, has disappear
ed. The largest church, that of Prus
sia, is destroyed as an organized body
leaving a Foreign office, a financial
administration and a muzzled press,
as poor ruins of a former glorious
temple. Add to all this the religious
intolerance predominant especially in
the intelligentia,. the large cities, the
working class and you see dying
churches even in countries where
there is no persecution and where old
cathedrals are dignified standing mon
uments of a bygone religious culture.
I have drawn a dark picture, yet a
true *one. . Dark though it be it must
not be thought that Christ is done for
and the world has no more use for
Him, or that the Christian Faith is
passing out into oblivion. It means
the end of a specific form of religion.
The hitherto ecclesiastical form built
up by the State and by the theolog
ians, and maintained by tradition and
national habits, is going to pieces.
Christianity lives in spite of these
things and thrives in spite of the ef
forts made to exterminate her. The
story of The Christ is still told from
mouth to mouth, to which people re
spond as a life to be lived. It lives
on in the hearts of the people even
where buried deep beneath the debris
of ecclesiasticism.
Many beautiful things are , dying
with organized Christianity, but along
with these beautiful things are also
the ’belief in organizations, the weight
of tradition, the aesthetic self illusion-
ment so closely connected with it, the
hampering influence of the State on
religion, the importance of forms, or
naments and constitutions in religious
life. There is a growing army of peo
ple in whose souls the Gospel lives,
an army that believes in Christ, in
Christian Brotherhood’ and in loyalty
to the commandments and teachings
of the Man of Nazareth.'
SHARP PAINS SHOT
THROUGH KNEES.
Woman Suffered 10 Years
’’Since coming here from England
10 years ago,” writes a married wo
man, “I have suffered badly from
rheumatic pains, I bought medicine, ,
lotions, liniments, and have taken
concoctions until I was tired spending?
my money. I heard of Kruschen Salts
so often, that I'thought one day I’d-,
try that. By this-time my knees were
frequently full of terrible pains. I
bought a bottle of Kruschen, and took
a ‘teaspoonful every morning. It had
not effect. But my husband said ‘Per
severe! Give it a chance to act.’ Well,
I did, and before long my knees were
nearly normal. I kept on, and believe '
me I am not like the same woman. I
walked four miles the other day and
felt fine, whereas before I could hard
ly walk across the floor.”—(Mrs,>
E.A.
What more tieed be said about the*
relief that Kruschen Salts can bring,
to sufferers from the pains and stiff
ness of rheumatism?
This breakdown of the Churches, in
Europe, .looks like chaos, and one
sometimes wonders how long it will
be ere the regained liberty will find a-,
new form in which to express itself.
The disintegrating ..forces which
have brought about the collapse of
the churches in Europe, have not
found a place on this continent to any
extent. For us to pretend that wq are
immune from them is foolishness and
we are well counselled when advised
to fight for the preservation of the
Christian Faith and the institutions
that haye sprung from an Open Bible.
IL DUCE’S TURN?
Italian, German and Hungarian
troops were reported to be massing"
near the borders of Jugoslavia. It
was believed an Italian coup in Al
bania might be synchronized with
German aggression in‘Croatia. Ger
mans are massed at Klagenfurt. The
heavy lines indicate other concentra
tions.
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and how to
got off the
name. He’s
a
Gosh, I was sorry to move away!”
“You- must have had a good teach
er,” said Marjorie wonderingly,
“I’ll say he was! He was swell! He
seemed to know just what you’d been
going through that -day,
show you where you’d
track, see?”
“Who is this teacher?”
“Gideon Reaver’s his
just a young fella, only -been out of
Seminary a little over a year, but he
certainly knows his Bible. He can
preach all around any preacher I ev
er heard before. But you’ll hear him.
You’ll see what he’s like.”
“Well, I hope I shall be able to
keep from going crazy over him,” she
smiled.
Ted turned red.
, “Oh,., you’re not like that. You’re
sensible. But he’s a prince, you know.
I’m not blaming ’em for going crazy
over him. If I was a girl I might do
it myself.”
‘’Did Betty used to go to church
with you when you livqid in Brent
wood,” asked Marjorie.
Ted's face darkened.
“No!” he said shortly. “She would
not go. She said she had no time for
church, Sho was all taken up with a
poor fish in the office where she
worked. He useta come out in a sec
ond-hand roadster and take her plac
es. He made me sick, Had one of
those dittlc misplaced eyebrows On
his upper lip, thought he was smart,
could smoke more cigarettes in an
hour than anybody I ever heard of,
and wore his hat way off on the
back of his head like he was bored
with the world and thought he was
too good to associate with common
people.”
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