The Wingham Advance-Times, 1940-01-11, Page 6wingham Advance-times *■Thursday, January 11, 1940>
SYNOPSIS
Anne Ordway, nineteen, is afraid of
marriage, of love. Her parents, Fran*
cis£ and Elinor, are divorced and the
bottom drops out of Anne’s world.
She does not want to marry Garry
Brook's, whom she has known all her
life. She goes to live with her com
panion, Vicky, ip her farm home.
Charles Patterson, whose wife, Mar
got has brought sensational charges
against him, in a divorce suit, is in
love With her. Anne has j-ust decided
that perhaps she will marry Charles
when Garry, just returned from Eur
ope, comes to see her. He is jealous
of Charles, Garry tells Margot of
their engagement. Margot, wishing
to go back to Charles, visits Anne,
but Anne is away seeing her father,
in response to a letter from her mo
ther* in which she says she needs
money, and asks Anne to persuade
Francis to give Elinor an allowance.
Margot comes to see Anne and makes
her promise to give Charles up. Then
she goes to Charles and saying she is
ill, begs him to take her back.
sensible again.”
Betty moved on, and after a time
Anne was alone with Garry. “What
do you say to a swim?” he asked her.
"I’d love it,” and Anne went off to
come back as a nymph in green, .
It was cool and delicious to be
floating under that amethyst sky,
They were silent Until Garry said, "In
a few days I shall be going back,
Anne?”
"Back where?”
"Home, There are some income tax
matters that the bank can’t fix up
without me.”
“Qh, stick around, Garry, until af
ter St. Valentine’s. I want you at my
party. I have a new gown—pink with
lace paper frills like a Valentine, and
silver hearts strung all over it,”
"Do you really want me, Anne?”
She hedged a bit. "I want you at
my party.”
“In other words; I’m good enough
to dance with, but not to marry .
"I’m not talking about marriage.”
"Well, I am. But we can’t talk
about it here, Anne. Let’s swim to
shore and thrash it out.”
"I don’t want to thrash it out.”
But he swam away from her strong
ly and presently she followed him.
They’d dance through life together,
Like Betty Lanvale and Bates. Like
all the others.
Garry, aware of her indecision, did
not press his advantage. "I’ll stay
over far the dance,” he said, and laid
his hand lightly on hers. “J want to
see you in the pink dress.”
On the night of the dance Garry
wore a courtier’s suit, with ringlets
falling over his shoulders, and he car
ried a Cupid's bow and arrow. He
and Anne danced together, not once
but many times. People about them
prophesied, "He’ll get her yet.” .
Garry, feeling himself the conquer
or, carried Anne off. "There’s a mar
velous moon,” he said, "and I’m go
ing away tomorrow.”
He led her down the terraces- to
the water’s edge. "I’m going tomor
row, Anne,” he said again, "and it’s
for you to say whether I shall come
back.”
"But you said we wouldn’t worry
about the future—that the present
was enough.”
“It isn’t enough.” He swept her,
suddenly into his arms. "I’m mad
about you, Anne. Why fight against
it?” ♦ .
Anne looked up into/ the face bent
hei* mind, and a dance at
St. Valentine's Day.
waiting for her guests,
were set in the grove
Anne was giving a breakfast party
for Betty Lanvale. Betty had come
down with her young husband and
her adorable baby.
“The baby,” Betty had told Anne
during the second week aftei* her ar
rival, "is utterly superfluous in a place
like this. He doesn’t know he has a
mother.”
Anne laughed, but her heart was
shaken because all about her babies
were- being brought up that way.
She had thought life could, have no
more fears for her, but now she was
afraid because the things' that had
seemed a part of hef life when she liv
ed with Vicky were becoming less
and less important as she was caught
in the swing of frantic frivolity.
At the moment the Lanvale break
fast was on
the club on
She was
The tables
which surrounded the house.
Her father, who stood beside her
on the porch, asked, “Happy, Anne?”
“I’m not sure.”
"Why not?”
"Oh, sometimes I think it isn’t all
—real, Daddy."
"I know. Would you rather go
home?”
"Not unless we could have Vicky
with us."
"Vicky can’t come until June.” Af
ter a moment he asked, “What about
Garry? Aren’t you and he rushing it
a bit?”
"There’s nothing in it, Daddy. Not
really.”
Yet Anne wondered, as she went
down to meet the first arrivals, if she
were really telling the truth about
Garry.
After breakfast they played con
tract, There were marvelous prizes.
Betty Lanvale said on leaving, “Ev
erybody is talking about you, Anne.
I should think your head would be
turned,”
"Perhaps it is. Perhaps it will turn
all the way round, and then I shall be’ not? Garry was young and gay.
My day here is done,” said Vicky.
Garry, sitting beside her on the
beach said, "Can’t you love me a lit
tle, darling?”
*‘I love you a lot, but not that way.”
He sat for a time digging moodily
in the sand, then he said, “You can’t
go on like this for the rest of your
life.”
"Like what?”
Thinking* of Charles Patterson.
No one has meant a thing to you
since that day at your school when
I was such an idiot. You can’t go on
wearing your heart out for a man who
is married.”
“I’m not wearing my heart out.”
"You are. But it’s futile, Anne. I
.know T’m not half good enough for
you. But if you’ll marry me, we’ll hit
the stars.”
In the moment she wavered. Why
over her, a face transfigured by the
moonlight into a wild beauty. Why
not? What stood between her and
thrilling experience except a memory
—a memory that must grow fainter
as the years went on?
Yet she found strength to free her
self. "I mustn’t, Garry. You’re rath
er wonderful, but I mustn’t.”
“Why not?”
She did not answer at- once. She
stood looking out over the water. The
sea was a wide stretch of silver. The
cocoanut palms along the edge of the
water shivered in the -little wand. Lit
tle ducks slept on the serene surface.
And it was the little ducks that sav
ed Anne. She knew now why she
couldn’t give herself to Garry. Like
a mirage there floated across the sil
ver screen a vision of a sunlit island
-—with other little ducks shining like
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bronze in the crystal clearness, with
an eager dog running up to the door
to “do the honours; of a little house
waiting , .., '
And all. at once she knew that it
wa^s the island -which was Important,
and her memories-.of Charles. This
tropic night was merely a stage set
ting for a play. She and Garry mere
ly players.
"Oh, Garry,” she said, "I’m sorry,
but I can’t — ever.”
He left her standing there alone W
the moonlight and strode back to the
cjub.
She lay awake a long time that
night thinking about it. She would
miss Garry dreadfully.
The. next morning came a letter
from Vicky. It enclosed the notice
which she had cut from the Baltimore
paper, Charles* Patterson’s wife was
dead. Anne, white-faced, read it and
wondered what Charles would do.
February passed and March. In Ap
ril Anhe and her father made their
way north. W^hen they reached home
Anne found a letter from Charles/ It
bore a London postmark.
"I am free at last, Anne, but I feel
tired and old. ‘ And you are young,
with life before you. I know now that
Margot came to you. She told me be
fore she died. But it can’t bring back
the old days. You are always in my
heart, my dear, andT think’of you bn
my island,”
That was all. No word of his com
ing, No promise for the future. Anne,
still trembling with the emotion that
the sight of his familiar script had
aroused, felt as if a physical blow had
been dealt her-, deadening her facul
ties. . .
- “What shall I -do?’’ , she wrote to
Vicky. . -
And Vicky wrote: “Wait.”
- In the days that followed, Anne,
picking up her life as best she could,
went restlessly from one thing to an
other. But living had lost its savor.
At last she wrote to Charles, tell
ing him that she was unchanged, that
her heart waited. The letter must
have reached him, for it did not come
back, but there was no answer. So
that was the. end of it. The end of
everything.
It was in June that Vicky arrived.
Anne made her room ready. Roses in
the bowls. New books on the shelves
—Francis had seen to that.
With Vicky’s coming, the house
regained something of serenity. She
and Anne fell gradually into their old
routine.
And so the summer passed. Francis
grew stronger and went up now and
then to his office in Baltimore. Gar
ry was in France. David and
summered at a farmhouse in
which had belonged to David’s
tors.
The question that troubled
and Anne and Francis was of Anne’s
plans in the fall. Francis was oppos
ed to her return to her school on the
beach. Vicky, wavered between Anne’s
duty to her father and her duty to her
self. A,t last Anne had settled “it.
"Perhaps I’d better stay here with
Daddy,” and no one jknew how she
dreaded the winter and the separation
from Vicky, for Vicky would not stay.
"It isn’t wise, my darling,” she had
said when Anne came and sat one
night on the bed and begged her. "My
day here is done.”
So things went on until August.
By day the air was hot and still, but
there was the fragrance of new cut
hay, the lazy songs of birds. And at
night a coolness would come with a
gentle breeze and the stars would be
white in the wide, dark sky, and when
the moon rose it was deep gold and
hung heavy above the trees.
It was on such a night, vzhile Anne
sat on the steps with Jerry and Fran
cis and Vicky played chess in the
room beyond, that a maid came out
with a letter. "A man left it at the
back door for you, Miss Anne.”
Anne took the letter and snapped
on the light of a porch lamp that she
might read it. And when she had
read, the strength went out of her
body. For the letter was from
Charles.
"I am here, my dear, in the mea
dow where I first met you. Will you
come?”
That was all .except his name. But
it was enough, Anne found herself in
another moment Standing in the
of the living room and saying
elaborate carelessness,. "It’s hot,
going to walk in the garden,”
But she did not walk. She
Through the garden and up the little
hill and past the great oak1. She stop
ped on the crest of the hill and look
ed down across the meadojv, And
there, as she had seen it on that oth
er night, was a thin spiral of smoke
rising from a little fire,
Tonight the sheep ware grassing on
the thick sweet grass; rabbits fat from
their stolen feast in the garden, leap
ed ahead of Arms, But site saw neith
er the sheep not the rabbits, She saw
only the tall figure coming toward
her.
When at last they returned to real*
fty, Charles made coffee tor her and
drank his from her cup.
“Why my cup?” she asked, and he
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SUCCEEDS HORE-BELISHA
Oliver Stanley (ABOVE) has been
chosen *to succeed Hore-Belisha as
secretary for War. Son of the Earl of
Derby, Stanley enters the inner cab
inet for the first time with the dis
missal of the man charged with -build
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hands of the Department by Jan, 17.
“We want to find out how much
good seed grain there is in the prov
ince and get it moyeiJ this winter in
to the hands of the farmers for sow
ing next Spring,” ..said W, K Reek,
Deputy" Minister of Agriculture in
commenting on the survey, "We have
received reports from some sections
that grain suitable for seeding’ pur
poses is being fed to live stock. This
grain should-be saved for seed and
cheaper grain fed.”
Mr. Reek pointed out that# under
war conditions, Ontario will have to
produce every possible brush el per
acre, One way this can be done is
through the use 'of good seed which
tests have shown over a period of
years to be much superior to ordinary
seed.
In this drive for better and larger
grain crops, farmers can aid by not
ifying their Agricultural Representa
tives of their seed grain supplies and
their own particular heeds.
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ances-
Vicky
door
With
I’m
tan.
laughed a little.
“It’s a kind of sacrament.”
She, too, laughed. She had cried at
first—in his arms. Great sobs that
shook her, but she had stopped when
he had said, ’Do you care enough to
chance it, Anne?”
“I care enough for ‘anything.”
“I was not sure you had forgiven
me,”
“The day she came to me she told
me she was ill. You had let me go
out of your life and there'didn’t seem
to be much left. So she had her way.”
‘ Her hand went up and .touched his
cheek, and after a while he leaned'
down to her. “Will you live on my
island, .Anne?”
She whispered, “Yes,” and as he
drew her close she saw’ her future
with him. With all the world shut out
they would love and be loved, and
he would write his book. There would
be no more ghosts to haunt them, for
all their fears w.ere dead.
THE END
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cup whipping cream
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