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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1939-03-30, Page 6WINDHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, March 30th, 1939 SYNOPSIS When the wealthy foster patents 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 to 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 loves her and asks her to marry him. She pro­ mises to think it over blit decides first -to see her family. She goes to their address, finds that they are destitute, have sold alPof their furniture^ have no coal, her mother is sick and her father has on job. Her sister and bro­ ther resent her being there but her mother and father are very joyful ov­ er it. Finally, when she buys them all the things 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 * # like this, wet and dirty and angry ! And all limp and dirty as she was she sank down into a kitchen chair and burst into real weeping. If she could hav& seen the doctor’s face at that moment she would have been surprised. The comical look of amusement vanished utterly and a look* of utter tenderness and Sympa­ thy came into his eyes. In one mo­ tion he set down his medicine case on a chair in the hall behind him and strode over to Betty. “Poor child!” he said. “You’ve been working too hard. We’ll have you down in bed the next thing if you don’t look out, Here!” he said seizing upon a towel that hung on the rack above the sink*. The doctor wet the end of the tow­ el and came over to Betty, lifting her face very gently and wiping off the tears with the wet towel. his so wiping her tears, of the touch of smooth fingers lifting her chin gently, It was that sense of being cared for that touched, her,* brought the tears to her eyes. ,, “Fool!” she told herself bitterly, “It didn’t mean a thing! . He was, j-ust kindly and impersonal! He’s probab­ ly in love with some charming nurse, or maybe married to an heiress, Any good man might have done just what he did and think nothing of it. He was just being kind and helping me out of a mess.” She stared after him wistfully as he went out to his car and 'drove away, and then she hurried up­ stairs to take off the pretty dress. Marjorie sitting in the pretty little old stone church of a hundred years ago, and listening to the young prea­ cher making salvation plainer than she had ever heard Ft before, was hap­ pier than she had ever been in church his job. in Aster Street time of her own. Meantime back Betty was having a A united howl arose. Betty came flying down stairs, her eye flashing fire! She beheld a drip­ ping crowd of children. “Buddy Gay! What are you doing? You naughty, naughty boy!” Betty seized Bud’s arm and jerked him back from the sink, but some sub­ conscious reaction compelled him to keep his hold on the dishpan which he had been trying to right, and when Betty removed him from the sink the dishpan with its remaining dirty water came along, and deluged Betty who had just changed her kitchen dress for’the pretty little house dress Mar­ jorie had given her that morning. She had been upstairs getting into array to meet the doctor when she heard the tumult downstairs. Betty looked down at herself in horror and gasped, the more so as the natrue of the element that was dous­ ed all over her was gradually reveal­ ed by the dregs of dirt in the dish­ pan Then suddenly Betty looked up and saw the doctor standing in the- door­ way with the most comical look of amusement and pity on his face that a man could wear, and all at once Bet­ ty knew that she too was crying! The utmost humiliation that life could bring had descended upon her. The handsome young doctor had seen her “I really thought you were different” “There!” he said cheerfully. “You’ll feel better now. Nothing like cool water to brace one up.” Suddenly Betty looked up and she laughed. Laughed with the tears streaming down her cheeks. The doctor came over to her again, taking a clean handkerchief out of his pocket, and lifting her chin with one hand gently wiped the tears away. Betty stopped laughing and her face held something almost like awe. The young doctor smiled indulgent­ ly as he hurried upstairs. Betty smil­ ed to herself and wondered if all doc­ tors were so cheerful and comforting. It was probably just because he was a doctor that he had been so nice to her. But it thrilled her to think1 of his before. It was as if a strong sea breeze were blowing through the little aud­ ience room, waking up and refreshing every mind to keener intelligence. As if a holy kind of glory pervaded the place. She heard one woman explain­ ing to another: “Why the Holy Spirit is here!” 'Then, too, the singing here seemed to have a different sound from that in ordinary churches. The people -sang the words as if they meant them and the music rose like incense from an altar and seemed to mingle with the heavenly choirs above. But now suddenly it seemed that the Bible was the guide book for the Christianas way, the indispensable i By BETTY BARCLAY, “Suppose, Ted,” she said finally, i “that tomorrow morning sonie great man should send for you and tell you that he had been watching you and he liked the way .you were doing, and I he had a fine position ready for you J at, say, ten thousand or so a year, and I he would give you some of it in ad­ vance if* you wanted it, Would you think you were great if you decided to use that money for your home and parents instead RpJls-Royce?” Ted grinned, , “Fat chancel’ “Of course,” if you had it I think I know you well enough to know that- you would just delight to turn in every penny you could to the family treasury and make them all comfortable before you ever thought a thing about any luxuries for yourself.” “Sure thing!" said Ted with shin­ ing eyes. “And if some unheard-of relative off in Europe or somewhere should die and leave you a million dollars, ! wonder iyhat is the first thing' you would buy, I wish you would tell me that, Ted. I’d like to know what it IS. •• ft Ted looked up and without hesita­ tion replied; “I’d buy the house back and give to Dad!” , « “Thanks!” said Marjorie with star­ ry eyes. “That’s the way I felt. Now, brother, do I-.belong to the- family or not?” “You belong!” said Ted solemnly. “All right!” said Marjorie. “I ap­ preciate that. And now, suppose we keep this to ourselves for a while, shall we?” “Okay!” said the boy solemnly, as they went up the steps of the home, and only a quick smile passed be­ tween them to ratify the contract, but both knew that something fine and sweet had happened. “I’ve got to go into the city and do a little shopping,” said Marjorie the next morning. Marjorie went first to the real es­ tate firm whose name had been on the signboard yesterday at Brentwood. ‘Tve come to ask about a house you have for sale in Brentwood,” she said, and the man looked h,er over keenly, noted her handsome attire, and said “Yes?” in an eager tone. He gave her a good sales talk. “That’s a bargain," he said, “it’s just been thoroughly done over and modernized, and because the owner was caught in the depression we can sell it for a mere trifle.” Marjorie let him talk for a few min­ utes and then she said: “Could I see the house?” (Continued Next Week) course of iMl knowledge, the deep hid- • den treasury of a Christian wealth. > So she sat and listened wide-eyed to the eager young preacher with the- wonderful holy eyes who seemed as he talked to be looking into another j world; When the sermon was over she felt | breathless as if she had been privileg­ ed a glimpse into Heaven itself, as if God had been there speaking to her soul through the lips of this young man. She was filled with awe. Her heart throbbed a response as though she wanted to answer a high sweet call she had heard for the first time, “You have shown me so many things,” she said to him afterward as they stood together at the door a mo­ ment, waiting for Ted to gather up the hymn books and straighten the extra chairs for the night service. “Things I never knew could be! I never knew the Bible was a book like that!” He gave her a startled look. “Oh, ed,” he again.” ’’Oh, “What y something I’ve been searching for a long time.” His face lit up with a kind of glory light. “Oh, I am glad!” he said quietly.' Then came Ted with his shy smile of adoration. * “I wish I could run you home in my car, Ted,” said the young preach­ er wistfully, “but I have a funeral in half an hour, and just barely time to get to it. Sorry, I’d enjoy taking you. He included Marjorie in his smile. “Oh, that’s all right, Mr. Reaver,” said Ted shiningly. “I’m going to take my sister over to see our old place. She’s never seen it, you know.” And then as the minister looked at her inquiringly, Ted explained: “You know she’s been away a long time. She’s never seen it." “Oh,” said the minister looking at Marjorie quickly again, “then you’re not the sister I saw before? I thought there Was something different about you. You’re not twins are you?” “Yes,” smiled Marjorie, “and I guess we’re quite alike in looks .at least”. “Well, isn’t that interesting. I’ll, have to take time off some day and come and call and get acquainted with you both. But you know, I really thought you were—different—some­ how—when I didn’t know you were­ n’t.” They all laughted and then the min­ ister looked at his watch and said: ““Well, I’ll have to be off. Hope you come again, Miss Gay.” “Oh, I will!” said Marjorie, a bit breathless from hearing herself called a new name. Then brother and sister walked on in silence. Finally as they turned the corner and the minister went driv- him by in his car, bowing to them and smiling as he passed, Marjorie follow­ ed him with her eyes until he turned another corner and was out of sight and then she said slowly, gravely: “He’s rather wonderful, isn’t he?” “You’re telling me?” said Ted in a reverential tone. The Brentwood house made a great impression on Marjorie. As they ap­ proached it Ted watched her with jealous eyes. She had like tips min­ ister, now would she like the house he loved? There were the two tests | he had set ‘for this new sister, al­ though perhaps he did not realize that he was testing her at all. “Why, isn’t is occupied?” she asked as they came in sight of the “ftor Sale” sign. “No,” Said Ted with a heavy sigh. “I’ve been expecting every time I come this way to find that sign gone, but it stays.” “Ifs lovely!” said Marjorie, taking in the tall elm trees that were placed just right to make a picture of the house. The long slope of snowy lawn,* the shrubbery and hemlock trees all heavy with their burden of snow mak­ ing a delightful screen from the street, all added to the picture. Ted led her around to the back and opened a loose shutter to let her look into the long low living room with its great fireplace, flanked on either side by bookcases reaching to the ceiling, and her enthusiasm for the house mounted till it equaled the boy’s own. As they turned away from the gate at last Marjorie took note ipf the sign board .and made .a mental memoran­ dum of the name of the real estate agent. Could she possibly make some ar­ rangement with the people who had taf^ert it over whereby they could transfer it back to her father’s name, clear, so that she could hand him the deed of it without any obligations for him to pay whatever? How she would love to give it to him for Christmas! Could a thing like that be done So quickly? There was still almost a week to Christmas! So she carried on an undercurrent of thought while Ted rambled on,-giv­ ing now and then a bit of information about the house that with her thoughts, i didn’t you? I'm glad I help- smiled. “I hope you'll cOme I ■will!” she said fervently, you have said seems to be it of buying yourself a ' he said, smiled Marjorie, GEMS FROM LIFE’S SCRAP-BOOK “UNBELIEF” / “Come for dessert.” Lemon pte speaks its message without words, / The hostess, however, who serves ft, writes this invitation on her calling cards, together with date and hour for an afternoon of bridge, gathering a dozen friends to finish luncheons begun at their own homes with a closing dessert at hers. With dessert, she offers a beverage — here a cup of tea, served with lemon. The game over and prizes’ awarded, guests go home in time to prepare dinner for tired husbands, their own appetites unimpaired. The same suggestion may be used for a dinner dessert, where a hostess does not have facilities to serve a large dinner party. Men come for these desserts, necessi­ tating a careful choice. Lemon pie is “tops” with masculine America and always welcome. > Three simple tricks in cooking ‘ make this lemon pie a reputation builder for the hostess that serves it. . Trick one — add lemon juice and egg to pastry mix — result, flaky crust of a superior tenderness. Trick two — cook filling first, then add freshly squeezed lemon juice after the cooking flame is out — result, a filling fragrantly fresh in flavor. Trick three — add a little/ lemon juice to the meringue — result, a more tender, easy-to-cut meringue. Full recipe directions are as follows: Sunkist Lemon Meringue Pie Bring to a boil in saucepan on direct heat: 1 cup water or milk % cup sugar teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon grated lemon peel Add: 5 tablespoons cornstarch, blended with % cup cold water Cook over low heat until thicken* stirring heat, each. v ed (about 5 minutes), constantly. Remove from Add separately, mixing well time: 2 well beaten egg yolks 1 tablespoon butter < 6 tablespoons lemon juice pour filling into an 8-inch kist pastry shell. Top with Sunkist Meringue. Brown in moderate oven (325° F.) for 15 minutes. Sunkist Pastry Sift together: 3 cups sifted flour 1 teaspoon salt Cutin: 1 cup shortening Add: 1 slightly beaten egg, combined with 3 tablespoons lemon juice gradually: Ice water — just enough to bind dough together Roll pastry out thin and line pie plates. Bake in hot oven (475° F.> for 15 minutes, inch single pie baked dough in needed.) Sunkist Beat until frothy: 2 egg whites Add gradually: 4 tablespoons sugar Continue beating but only egg holds its shape in peaks, in: 1 teaspoon lemon juice J Cover pie. Sun- Add (Makes three 8- shells. Keep un- refrigeratOr Meringue until until Fold LEE-CHING, MEANING “THE. GLOW AFTER SUNSET In a few weeks Canada will be host in an endeavour to raise Funds for re- to this* ;■ China. In her own airplane she is making . good-will fiigl ■city daughter of modern fngee children in her homeland. The flight was almost cut short on her lit of 35 cities way t<y New York when she lost her bearings and found herself out the Atlantic, There was just enough fuel in the tanks to get her safely to land. over fitted right in think lightly of the resources of hum­ an reason, and it is the superficial thinker who is generally strongest in every kind of unbelief.”—Sir H. Davy. “That there is* a dual meaning to every Biblical passage, the most em­ inent divines of the world have con­ cluded; and to get at the highest, or metaphysical, it is necessary rightly to read what the inspired writers left for our spiritual instruction. — The literal rendering of the . Scriptures makes them nothing valuable, but' of­ ten is the foundation of unbelief and hopelessness.”—Mary Baker Eddy. “There is no strength in unbelief. Even the unbelief of what is false is no source of might. 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