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SYNOPSIS
Ruth Norris, student at a 'Landon
Art School, joins her father, Court-
land Norris, a composer, and his
pupil companion, Rorie Quentin for
a aummOr vacation in a caravan
Boris .Qaentin's mother was a Hong'
avian gypsy and Ile inherited her in-
tense nature, ,
He fails in love with Ruth but
she tolls him she can never love
Item.
They encounter a young man on
the road wilo had been kno.dted
down by a motorist, He is Hugh
Marvin an Englishman on a walking
tour, Following a night in the hos-
pital, Ruth who is much attracted
.0 him offers him a lift in the cara-
van,
Boris resents her interest in
Hugh with whom she finds she has
much in common, They camp in
the paddock of his friend Cynthia
Wendell, but Hugh does not reveal
his relationship with the girl.
Courtland Norris is not well.
Ruth's father dies and leaves very
little money for her, She stays
with Cynthia, each day falling more
in love with Hugh,
Ruth feels she ran [say no longer
with tt
h ('vn I4•
Cynthia. One.
i last evening
h a� e g
Hughhe
ell
tells her
Ione
s her.I
3ut
they minim, ;, ... the:r happiness at
the cost of Cynthia's,
"But what of you?" he cried.
'What is there for you to look tor -
ward to, but loneliness awl r'�_ret? .
Oh, my dear, how ran I let ;-on go
bark to your loneliness?"
Ruth winced, aad her hands were i
clenched. •
'I --slat!] be—all rlght, 1 Lave—
friends—and my work, And, after
all, what does it matter—what doe= ,
anything matter—so long as we t:y
to do the tight. thing arca:ding to
our lights? My father u'e'i often
to remind me of those line, of
Adam Lindsay Gordon's—
' Life Is mostly froth and bobble, ;
Two thing,, stand like tone;
Kindness In another • trouble,
Courage in your r-,W:i.' . t
i2Kdntlraess and courage —,.slut:. are
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the serum that had overtaken her
Its this house. But even she could
not guess the full extent of it,
Rutin found that the ordeal was
not yet over. The car stood at the
doordoor when they went down, and
Hugh Was at the wheel. Sbe turd.
ed desparately to Cynthia.
"Won't you Came with the 10 the
station. It will pat off the parting
0 little longer,"
"Why, of course 1 will, Ruth, dear,
Walt just a moment while 1 get my
coat."
Ruth stood in the hall whale she
waited, and she could dimly see
Hugh's stern Profile as he sat lean-
: Ing on the Wheel.
Cynthia returned Very quickly
and the girls 501 in the back while
Hugh drove them to the station.
Cynthia did most of the talking,
end Ituth sal with her eyes on the
back of Hugh's bare head, memoris-
ing every loved line of it.
Fortunately, they had little time
to spare before the train came in,
and at last Ruth was seated In the
carriare, saying her last farewells,
avoiding any direct answer to
Cynthia's pressing inVitatlon to
r(r ntr
often n to stay with i.'h her,
3
Cyi ctrl kissed iter, mid for one
fleeting s' co ,rl her hand was lield
.h:'.11 til: ,t.. was siau,-
< tan whistle shrilled, and the
train began moving slowly out of
of the station.
!ler last picture was that of Cyn-
thia. tall and slim, waving her !land,
anti Huglt, rigid and deathly pale,
standing bareheaded in the gloom
of the little station,
Then she was alone, shut in by
the darkness of the night—alone
with her thoughts and her mem-
ories,.
could it be possible that she was
the Same girl as that laughing, care-
free creature who had gone light-
heartedly to join her father on his
caravan holiday at the beginnimt
of the summer?
B„ ntucit had happened in those
three months!
Her father—her beloved, adored
father —lay back there in the dark-
ness, in his last long sleep—he,
who, such a little tine before, had
been su vividly alive,
Who could solve the puzzle of
life?
Who could understand the why
and the wherefore of it all?
.the things that matter, the things
that will count, in the long run.
Cynthia has shown nae wonderful
kindness ---1 must repay her with
. coinage to give UP my own desires
,for the sake of her happiness. 011,
/Hugh, don't you see?"
The tears were running unh, ttd-
ed down her cheeks, Hugh looked
at !ler ill silence to ra few 1n0111-
00ts, Then he .tools her hands In
111s, and bending, kissed thein
,gently;
"1 see," he said quietly. '1 see
how splenoid you are—and Itow
contemptible I am, What a earl I
am 'to make yuu right like t'';s for
what I, as well as you, know to be
right! it shalt be as ynu say. 1
will do the right thing, But if it
is good-bye, it must be for ever.
The flesh is weak, and I could not
go 011 seeing you. We must neves'
meet!"
"No. we most never meet,'' Ruth.
echoed, the words sounding !Ike a
death knell in her heart, "W.,.. mast
try not to think of one aeetheee-
try to live the rest of our litir, a,
though we had never met. 1t will
be so hard, but after a time, w'11'n
we hal ac
a .o (1 (ut r'i.
t0
the fact w•e shall he ,.app[. r 111:11; if
w,, had snatriv.1 ,n( Ilappin at
('S
"And you forgive me?" he a ked
her, 1
"Forgive you There is tenting
to forgive, It is better that we
should have had this talk, and
to understand one another. And •
Your kisess. Oh, my dear, the
memory of On.= will be all that I
have, through the Inng year;, of
you! But now, Hugh, I must go, or
I shall miss my train. This shall
be our real gnorl-bye—here.
bye, my 'dear, good-bye, One day
yon will be happy again."
"Good-bye, beloved!"
For one long moment their lips
mei and clung—then they w re
walking side by cid. ,cross the
grass, back to the house, wIte,•e
Cynthia was waiting for them.
They were thankful tont the
drawing -room was only (dimly ] , rt -
d in one corner wh, r - C'rnthi . 't
.earring, or otherwise their races
might Inv- betrayed their secret to
h Site jumped up tr and mt.
pr- nailed Ruth up ttit , rr, rh.rr:. h•r
frock and put on her hat and e-,01.
All the time that Ruth was
1 ohanging, Cynthia chatted,
the strain of the parting, and divert
Ruth's mind from the memory
to ''crr
of
Only
found love
again—for
a little while before she had
and now she had lost it
ever.
Rocky Mountain Holidays
Tho busiest tourist season in
Years is in store for the Cana-
dian Rockies, Banff Springs Hotel
and Chateau Lake Louise, recent-
ly opened for the year, are enjoy-
ing mid-season popularity, while
increasing numbers of vieitors are
planning holidays at the beauti-
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Moraine Lake, Lake O'Hara, Lake
la apta, Yoh* Valley, and Radium
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Attractions sneli as golf on the
sporty championship course at
Banff, riding and hiking over
spectacular mountain trails, ten-
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under ideal conditions make the
Canadian Rockies Canada's lead-
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thief scenery unexcelled in the
world, excellent fishing, and end
1000 opportunities • for camera
hunting of big game and the re-
sult 10 Banff, Lake Louise, or any
of 'half a dozen Canadian ?mettle
bungalow camps set In valleys or
by lakes Of outstanding beauty,
Each year in the Rockies sev-
eral feature events are held in
addition to the day-by-day amuse-
ments. Among them are the Cal-
gary Stampede, July 5 to 10; In-
dian Days at. Banff, July 23 to 25;
outing of the Trail Riders of the
Canadian Rockies to Mount As-
siniboine, July 30 to a August 2;
outing of Trail Hikers of Cana-
dian Rookies in Moraine Lake
district, August fi to 9; Banff golf
'week, August 23 to 28; and Yoho
Valley reunion camp of the Alpine
Club of Canada Irtmt July 17 to 31,
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For ever—for ever!
It seemed as though the wheels
of the train, with every turn, were
mocking Iter with those wards. She
stared blankly out into the dark-
ness, her heart too heavy fur tears,
and she thought of Ilugh with Cyn-
thia—saw him standing before the
altar with her, slippug the ting
upon her finger.
She had a moment's wild regret
that she, by her own act, had parted
from hint for ever. But a moment
later her better self conquered once
more.
It was near midnight when the
train drew in at Charing Cross,
There were a few people standing
about in evening dress, waiting for
their last trains home after the
theatres, and by a stroke of good
luck, Ruth managed to secure u taxi
to take her to St, John's Wood.
Site had 'phoned that mornieg to
the housekeeper of the block of fiats
where she lived, giving instruction,
for a fire to be lighted, and the' net
to be cleaned out, se when site let
herself into the little hall it smelt
warm and clean.
It was a terrible moment—one
that she had dreaded Aurin; all
those weeks since her father's
death—this return to the flat of
which every corner seemed to hold
something of his personadily.
Over the mantelpiece in the little
sitting roam In -which they had live
ed so much, stood his pipe -rack,
with several pipes hanging from it.
In the corner by the fender were
his old leather slippers, within easy
reach of his particular arm elleir
She went into the study -music•
room, steeling herself to get over
,the ordeal of the return at one
blow. There, his personality per-
vaded everything, from the chony-
cased grand piano to the untidy
stacks of manuscript music on bis
desk, Hanging above the fire -place
was a large portrait of him.
Ruth went and stood before it,
studying the kindly, whimsical
dreamer's face, 1t seemed more
difficult than ever, here where site
eould almost feel bis presence, to
believe that she would never see
that face in the flesh again.
Suddenly the numbing ice that
encased her heart melted, Site sat
dawn in his chair, burying her face
in her arms, began to weep.
It was the best thing that could
have happened, for the tears wash.
ed way all the bitterness from Iter
heart, leaving it purged and strong
again,
When ber sobs had ceased, site
went into her bedroom, washed her
race, and looped at herself fixedly
in the glass,
"You are going to be brave," she.
whispered. "It is because life has
always been so good to you In the
pall that you feel its plows so keen.
ly now, There are others who
have :sufferer( as much as you have
--'mora. Ite*membet'--yuu are his
(laughter, You have to toIte op Ili"
cudg,'Ic of life, and fight your bat
ties !rite a good soldier,"
The housekeeper had left a br,tlle
on the taabte. She heated it on the
gas ring, and sipped it while she
unpacked her beg, resolutely fore.
Ing herself to be practical,
She felt tired out with the emo-
tions of the clay, and when at last
elle got into bed, sbe fell asleep
front sheer exhaustion almost as
soon as her head touched the pil-
low,
When tote awoke the next 1MOri1•
tag, site wus 1'oft'ashed i11 body and
spirit, and ready to face the web.
lotus that confronted her. It was
tut though she had fought t butt h'
over herself, soul conquered olio
was Ittll!nitel) older and add,.;
(hell she ltatI been when ale' 1. le
Um fiat, but to ('ouhtefbalaucc teat,
site pact acquired 11. poise and
ctrnegth that surprised ltereoli',
The solicitor's melee(' it when elle
had her interview with then[ about
her father's affairs, They Soutltl
that instead of a young girl, with
u0 knowledge et the world, they
had a woman to deal with --a wo-
man with litrowledge and experience
in her steady eyes. They had
feared an emotional scene, but in-
stead of that, Ruth discussed ovary
thing calmly, accepting their advice
on matters which they knew better
titan she.
She found, as she bad expected,
that there was very little for her,
beside the furniture of the 11ot, anti
it. would be necessary for bei' t0
sell that In order to keep herself
while she was looking tor work,
Mr. Dawkins, the senior Partner,
felt sorry for her, and wished to
help her for her father's sake. He
asked her what work she could do,
and when she explained that site
had been trained in art, he pursed
ltfs lips.
"Not a very paying profession, I
am afraid. In your 'circunistatcces
you gannet afford 10 wait while you
are building up a reputation. The
only thing for you to do Is to try for
a commercial position—as a fashion
artist, for instance. Do you know
anything about ft,,:,Ion drawing?"
"Yes --f tools a c .11250 in It," she
told him.
He thought for a moment. Then—
"1 have an idea. Mr, Baldrick,
the head of the leeeell Advertising
Agency, is a client u: mine, acd 0
personal friend. I will give yoti a
letter of introduce: .0 to hint, If
You w'ish, and you c n go and see
him. He may have a vacancy in
his studio,"
Ruth thanked hint warmly and
waited while he wrote the letter.
She was so eager to get work that
she went straight away to tate of-
fice with it, only to final that they
had closed at midday, it being
• for her loneliness. She would throw
impatience oar the week -end.
Sunday seemed as though it
would never pass, but at la,1 carne
Monday morning, and Ruth wee( to
see Mr. Baldrick,
He proved to be a big, burly men,
with a keen, pleasant face, and
when he had read the letter of in-
troduction he fired one of two
questions at her, woke(' at the
specimen sketches she had brought,
then informed her that he would
give her a trial. She could start
at once, at a small salary until he
had seen what she was worth,
, She thanked him, and went back
.to the fiat, feeling that that battle
with herself had been worth while,
In work, maybe, she would find a
palliative for her wounds, a solace
for her loneliness, She woul throw
herself into it, heart and soul, and
maybe she would make new friends
—for the gay, care free, jolly crowd
with whom she had mixed at the
art school, no longer appealed to
her.
She would try not ,to dwell too
muc1 on the past, for all the heart-
ache in the world could not bring
her father back, or give her Hugh
again,
And so, bravely, she faced the
future, setting her chin, and clench-
ing her teeth. And if, in the dark-
ness and loneliness of the night,
memory conquered, turning ire
knife in her heart, there wee nc
one to see, and with the light she
MS strong and courageous again.
, There are thousands—millions—
of such battles being fought every
hour of the day and night in human
hearts,
(To Be Continued,)
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CLERK'S NOTICE ''OF FIRST
POSTING OF VOTER'S LIST
Voter's Lest, 1937, Village of
Brussels, County of Huron
Notice is hereby given that I have
complied with section 21 of the
Voter's List Act and that I have
posted uo at my office at Brussels,
on the 1Sth day of August, 1037,
the list of all persons entitled to
vote in the ,said municipality at
Municipal Elections and that such
list remains there for inspection,
And I hereby call upon all voters
to take immediate proceeding to
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rected acocrding to law, the last
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1
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)
of September, 1937.
R. S. WARWICK,
Cieik of Vi:: oe of ruzz 1.
Dated at Brussels, August 19th, 1937
CLERK'S NOTICE OF FIRST
POSTING OF VOTER'S LIST
Voter's List, 1937, Toynshlp of
Grey, County of Huron
Notice is heerby given that 1 have
complied with section 21 of (Inc
Voter's List Act and that 1 have
posted up at my office at Ethel, on
the 12th day of August, 1937,
tate list of all persons entitled to
vote In the said municipality at
Municipal Election and that such'
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And I hereby call upon all voters
to take immediate proceedings to
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for appealing being the 2nd day of
September, 1937.
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Clerk of Grey Township,
Dated at Ethel, August 19th, 1937.
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