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The Clinton News Record, 1933-04-27, Page 2PAGE 2 Clinton News -Record With which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA Terms of Subscription — $1.50 pet year in advance, to Canadian ad- dresses $2,00 to the U.S. or ,oth or foreign countries. No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid, unless at • the option of the publisher. The date to w,luch every subscription is paid is denoted en the label. e.dvertising Rates -Transient adver- tising 12c per count line for first insertion. Sc far each 'subsequent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small, advertisements, not to ex- eeed one inch, such as "Wanted", "Lost," ."Strayed,", . etc., inserted once for Me, each subsequent in- sertion 15c, Rates for display ads vertising made known on applies- tion. Communications intended ,for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name • of the writer. G. E. HALL, M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. • Editor. H. T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer Financial, Real Estate and Fire In- surance Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office. Clinton. Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Publio Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block — Clinton, Ont. CHARLES B. HALE Conveyancer, Notary Public, Commissioner, etc. Office over J. E. Hovey's Drug Store CLINTON, ONT. B. R. HIGGINS Notary Public, Conveyancer General Insurance, including Fire Wind, Sickness and Accident, Auto- mobile. Huron and Erie Mortgage Corporation and Canada Trust Bonds Box 127, Clinton, P.O. Telephone 57. NORMAN W. MILLER ISSUER OF CAR LICENSES Agent for E. D. Smith Nursery Stock Office Isaac Street, Clinton. Pohne 62w. DR. FRED: G. THOMPSON Office and Residence: Ontario Street — Clinton, Ont. One door west of Angliean Church. Phone 172 Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted DR. PERCIVAL HEARN Office and Residence: Huron Street — Clinton, Ont. Phone 69 (Formerly occupied by the late Dr C. W. Thompson) Eyes Examined and Glasses Fitted DR. H. A. McINTYRE DENTIST, Office over Canadian National Express, Clinton, Ont. 'Phone, Office, 21; House, 89. D. H. McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage Office: Huron Street. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat. and by appointment. FOOT CORRECTION +by manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 THE CLINTON ° NEWS -RECORD FIFTH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS One bleak November day Joyce Ashton, poor stenographer, was in a skidding taxicab in- Chicago. Next thing she rennembere'd.was two years later when she woke one morning to find herself in a luxurious house in California, with a wedding ring an her hand, and a pleasant young man, addressing her as Frills, telling her to be careful after her fall from her horse of the day before. Her husband was Neil Packard, rich fruit packer. Confused and troubled, she tried to find out more about herself and from letters in her desk found that she had been a heartless, frivol- ous young 'woman and had become involved in a serious affair with a man named Maitland. Later, when he came to see her, he was hurt and surprised when she tried to repulse him, but he finally left her. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "I don't care who comes, I'm go- ing out!" she decided recklessly. "On a glorious day like this it would be a crime to stick indoors. If this isn't a pleasant change from Phila- delphia in November! It's all so marvelous!" She went down to the dining room buoyantly, careless of whether or not it had been Frills custom to appear so early. After serving breakfast, Roxie lingered. "Will you be home for dinner, Mrs. Packard?" she asked. "Marcia would like to know if there'll be guests, and how many to expect, and what you'd like to or- der." "Yes, I'll be here for dinner, but I'll be alone. And tell Marcia to have anything at all, it doesn't mat- ter what, just so I don't have to des tide myself." She went out immediately into the garden and made her way around the dining -room wing of the house in the direction of the garage, snif- fing delightfully at the exotic fra- grance of the orange blossoms. She was amused to notice a head dodge back behind the yellow checked curtains as she passed the kitchen, "I just know they're won- dering what can have happened to Frills," she thought, smiling. "Well, they'll have to keep on wondering. I hope at least that they won't find the change to unpleasant. Now, GEORGE ELLIOTT 'Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron •Correspondence promptly answered. Immediate arrangements can be made for Sales Date at The News -Record, Clinton, or by calling phone 103. Charges Moderate , and Satisfectior Guaranteed. 'THE McKILLOP MUTUAL ;Fire Insurance Company "Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. President, George McCartney, R.R. "No. 3, Seaforth; vice-president, .las. Connolly, Goderich; Sec. -treasurer, 'Martin A. Reid, Seaforth. Directors: Thomas Moylan, R. R. No. 5, Seaforth; James Shouldice, Walton; Wm. Knox, Londesboro; "Root. Ferris, Blyth; John Pepper, Brucefield; A. Broadfoot, Seaforth; *George Leinhardt, Brodhagen. Agents: W. J. Yeo,. R.R. 'No. 3, Clinton; Jahn Murray, $ea£orth; James Watt, Blyth; Ed. Piinchley, 'Seaforth. Any money to be paid may be paid .to the Royal Bank, Clinton; Bank of 'Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin 'Cutt's Grocery, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- :an'ee or transact other business will be promptly attended to on applica tiara to any of the. above officers addressed to their respective post of- fices. Losses inspected by the direc- tor who lives nearest the scene. AttiAtroixiirilcos; TIME TABLE having to stop and• consider every remark before the dared make it. "Mr. Packard had me bring Re- sits, over fiaonn MacBready's for you in case you want to ride. She's one fine little mare, .lively as a kitten, withpuit the mean.streak of Fire Queen. Want me to saddle her up?" Furnished with a plausible excuse for not riding, this would have been an excellent chance for Joyce to have remarked angrily, "no, if I can't have Fire Queen, I won't ride at all " Instead she answered, "I'm not going to ride today, but I'd' like to see her." "Sure, I'll bring her out," and Sam disappeared into the stable where she heard him speaking in low clucking tones with a soothing note in his voice. Sam was a nice young man, but she fancied he had looked a little disappointed at the quiet way she received the news of losing Fire Queen. Sam came out leading a daintily - stepping chestnut mare, with a white star on her mild forehead. She muz- zled against Sam's shoulder with her soft nose, while he explained to Trains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. Going East, depart '1.08 a.m. Going East depart 3.00 p.m. 'Going West, depart 11,50 a.m, ,Csleipg West, depart 9.58 p.m. 9M, don, Huron & Bruce 'Going Irldrth, ar. 11.34. lve. i .54 a.m. Being South r 3.Q8 p.m' THURS., APRIL 27, 1933 seemed to take her answer as a re- buke, "Well, I don't know exactly what I do want," said Joyce uncomfortably, wishing she had given the matter more thought before getting into it this way. . "Wily don't you go to Allen Ken- nels and pick lout something you, like?" suggested Sam after a mom- ent. "Oh, I don't want to be bothered," she replied, hoping this would sound enough like the capricious Frills- to pass. "Can't yon get me one some- where around here, so I can have it today?" "Well; I know a dog I think I could get you,"exclaimed Sam sud- denly, "it's the cutest little white and black Boston bull you ever saw, about two years old and smart as a whip. Belong's to people named March. They're going to China. and don't want to take the pup. Like to have me 'see if I can get him for you?" "Oh, yes, dc," said Joyce. "Do you want ... had you better have some money? I can write you a check." "I don't think they'll take any Joyce, "Rosita's always been a pet -money. They'll be glad to find a at MacBready's add she's used to good home f or the dog." being made much over, aren't you, , ` Get him as soon as you can, will baby?" He stroked her fondly, push- ing her !off when •she playfully nip- ped his sleeve. "Here, get out, girl, pick on seine one your own size. Isn't she a beauty? Look at her lines, she hasn't got a fault any- where." "She is a beauty." agreed Joyce, with enthusiasm, conning closer •and patting the horse's neck timidly, "She looks as gentle as can be," went on Joyce, wondering whether Frills wouldn't be disgusted with this very mildness. • "Sure she does," agreed Sam, "but say, get on her, and she's got all the life you want and don't you forget it, Say, that mare's got one of the fastest trots of any horse around here, and the smoothest canter you The first one was a short note, carelessly scrawled in a handwriting ever saw. , Joyce stepped back a little. In spite she seemed toe have seen before. of Rosita's good character, the seem- I "Sorry you didn't feel like seeing any ed disconcertingy big, and Joyce hail of the gang honey, I can't stand this a foolish fear of being stepped on any longer. Thank God, Neil is a - suddenly. She lingered while Sam way for some time. T can't get over led R.osita inside again. your look this morning, Frills. Call one up tomorrow, dearie. C." "That's the same 'C' who wrote about the house party," thought Joyce, "and it must be the Mrs. Em- ery who telephoned yesterday." The next letter on heavy masculine you?" asked Joyce, smiling at Sam gratefully. "I'm crazy to see him. Now that I've decided to have a clog, I want it right away." "Sure, I'll go right away, Mrs. Packard. I was just going to drive down to get the day's orders." Joyce wished she might ride with him while he did his errands but realizing the inadvisability of such an outing she turned away reluctant- ly and went back to the house where she found that the morning mail hail arrived. She sorted out the ones ad- dressed to "Mrs. Neil Packard" and carried them clown to the 'far end of the garden to a secluded corner hid- den from the house. There was a varnished wooden station wagon standing on the gravel drive while inside the garage she "She is a beauty." agreed Joyce with enthusiasm let's see—Oh, there's somebody! I wonder if that's the 'Sam' Neil men- tioned?" "IIe looks young and somehow not like an ordinary servant," she ' thought as she approached. "I wish he'd look up. Shall I say good -morn- ing' to attract his attention? I don't dare call hien Sam till I'm sure he is Sam." Her impression that he was not an ordinary servant was confirmed when the young -man suddenly turned a- round, and seeing her, broke off in his whistling and exclaimed, "Good - morning, Mrs. Packard! Gee, I'm glad to see you out. How are you? Feel all right?"' IIis lett,itude, though- deferential enough, had nothing servile in it. 'He spoke in an easy manner, as if questions of varying social levels and never disturbed him. "Oh, yes, I'm all right," replied Joyce, feeling relieved that this was going to be easier than she. had errs posted.' "I did get kind of a bad crack on the head, though it's better today. . Is Fire Queen in the stable?" (She had one thing to thank Maitland for—he had told. her the name of the horse.) There was just the hint of a. grin on the young man's face as he ans- wered, "Mr. Packard gave orders be- fore he left for me to take her over to MacBready's ranch yesterday." "-Oh?" Joyce' frowned, not, as Sam probably thought, in anger at this news, but in baffled annoyance ' at could see a long low car, very sporty- looking with brilliant canary -yellow body and disk wheels. - The uphol- stery was a bright lavender leather, and there was a great deal of shiny nickel about it. "I wouldn't be found dead in a thing like that," thought Joyce. Sam, returning at the moment, caught sight of her expression. He looked puzzled and asked, "What's the matter, Mrs. Packard? Any- thing wrong with the car?" "Nothing—except that it's all wrong," retorted Joyce, continuing to senile. She felt recklessly in- clined to go on and tell him what she really 'thought about it. "Well, I'd get tired of those jazzy colors myself after a bit," said Sam franlcly, "but it's a darn good car. Shall I back her out for you?" "No, thanks, I'm not going out to- day." She still lingered, however, as if she were not quite sure of ;her decision. stationery began: "Star Baby" Joyce grinned to herself at this poetic op- ening. "How lovely " she murmured sarcastically, and read on with in- terest. "I'm sitting in my room at the window that faces where you are, and think ,cf you so hard that I can't set- tle to anything else. I'm bitterly disappointed that I can't be with yor now, this minute. I had been living for it all clay, and now I'm lonely as the devil. You've got to be better to- morrow, afternoon, sweetheart, I thougth I'd seen you in all your dif- ferent moods, but you had be guess- ing today. I never felt to puzzled a- bout you before. You seemed to have slipped away from me entirely. I can't quite get it yet. It rakes one restless now and I'm tempted to try to get to you tonight in spite of ev- erything. I'll be worried until I find you looking more like yourself, 1k Why are you keeping me ofif e this? I'm pretty rotten at writing, you know, beloved, but when I'm with you again I'm going to tell you all over again—and demonstrate it— how I adore every inch of you. Won't you call me up right away? I want to know how you slept and how you feel now. All my love -to my Frills, Imre her adoring Malt." "Too much fervor!" murmured Joyce critically. She felt only a de- tached sort of disgust as if she were reading a vulgar love letter addressed to another. She shook the letter im- patiently. "All your 'fine passion is wasted on mc,Mr. Maitland!" she said aloud. "Well, let's •see what else I have here? AfteriMait's passionate compo- sition everything else will seems tame." The next letter made her sit up with a jerk. There was no address and Joyce hastily turned the envel- ope over and examined the post marls curiously. "New York, N. Y.," she finally made out. In an angular, precise handwriting, in, pale ink the astonishing letter read: "My dear Florence: Although you seem, to lack interest in hearing a - •bout the baby, I feel it no less than My duty to keep you informed of; her health. She is a most engaging. !•little.mite, showing, even at her !tender age, a decided persomaltiy •and, you didn't like dogs,", he exela cd , fhakln. 'Well, I'v- ee changed myainytt m, T rm. "Althougg h truth t h co mpels me to ad — turned Joyce". embarrass?4°a.nYakaa 2sit that. you are probably nod the , ing her speak so shof:h t 'Semimoat suitable Person to biirig' up a ' a "ray Suddenly she remembered same - thing she had wanted, end forgetting everything else, she asked eagerly, "Do you know where I could get a dog?" This time the astonishment'! on Sam's tanned face was so uinnistales able that Joyce realized thatshe had at last really surprised him "r„t "But gee, Mrs. Pacicard,I;14oughl, f THE ROYAL SCOT, VISITS CANADA The famous Royal Scot express of the London, Midland and Scottish Railway will be seen on Canadian rails for the first time in her history when this noted train is sent over to be exhibited at the World's Fair at Chicago. Arriving at Montreal by steam- ship about the end of April, the famous train will be a'ssembled here for her run to Chicago. At the conclusion of the exhibition, she will again run through Canada to be reloaded for ship- ment to Britain. From Montreal to Chicago the Royal Scot will traverse the rails of the Canadian Pacific Railway, with stops en route at Ottawa, Toronto, Hamilton and other points. On her return journey she will travel over the lines of the Canadian National Railways witli similar stone for public in- spection at various towns and cities. Details of the itineraries of this famous train en route to and from Chicago will shortly be announced. Canadians will have an oppor- tunity to compare the Canadian locomotives to which they !nave become accustomed with the 6100 of the L. M. and S. which hauls the Royal Scot, and they can also visualize the tremendous changes and improvements in engine de- sign which have taken place since the old "Lion", forerunner of the British 6100 class was in use. Top Photograph 'shows the "Limn" with her train which was forerunner of the Royal Scot, and bel"w, the Royal Scot with the 6100 locomotive, one of the fleet which hauls her on record runs between England and Scot- land. child, still I cannot understand how you can possibly feel that the sort of pleasures which fill your life are more important, more satisfying, than the care and bringing up of this dear little baby. I will send you a few lines each month. Please extend my faithful greeting to Neil, Sophie." Spellbound Joyce read this letter which flowed along without a single paragraph to break its smooth stilted sentences. The significance of its contents came as such an unexpected blow that she felt weak and shaken. "A baby! It can't be true! ... I never even heard of that.... Could Frills have had a baby in that time? Let me see, yes, it 'could have hap- pened . . , the baby could be now be as much as five or six months old! . Oh dear, Oh dear, to think of me having a baby, ...” She sat and reach the letter again and again trying to realize the in- credible fact that she, Joyce Ashton, was a mother. Joyce glanced up and saw the man coming clown the path toward her. She took a deep breath to restore her courage and looked him over with surprising calm as she hastily put the letters aside. (Continued Next Week) What Other Newspapers are Saying WHERE DRAW THE LINE The rule that a Minister may net have a private financial interest in a contract to whic lithe government is a party is a wise one, yet it is hard to know just where to draw the line. For instance, the Minister of Agriculture at Ottawa is a farmer and grain - grower and incidentally profited by the five cent bounty on wheat and other measures designed by the gov- ernment, of which he is a member, tc assist agriculture. Will any one say that he should have sold his farm when he became a Minister or, having failed to do so, is disqualified from remaining a member of the govern- ment?—I{incardine News. CAN'T LIVE, ON AIR A newspaper is to appeor in Palm- ertson this week. Mr. Kenneth Carl- eton is the proprietor. The Clif- ford Express had been looking over the field and making experimental issues, but seems to have found the prospects discouraging. We trust Mr. Carleton will be able to get a better start. If Palmerston wants a news- paper of its own it will have to give it sufficient encouragement and sup- port.—Mount up- port: Mount Forest Confederate. HE WAS GOING TOO The -story is told that Miss Agnes Macphail was to give an after -service address in an Ottawa church on a re- cent Sunday evening. Going to the designated place, she found a church on either corner and happened to en- er the wrong one. Finding slue was mistaken, she retraced her steps to the street,: where she encountered a man and asked him the location of the chureh where she was to speak. The man told her he would accompany her to it. "I'm .going to hear Aggie too," he said. -The Hanover. Post. . SEE THE SAW—AND CUT The ringing, sound of axe On wood anid'the;,dull rasp , of the saw are .sounds congpicuions by their absence at ,the,,,i`,coinmunitywood-pile" behind the, town ball. Transients who are ac- ,qustoili.Acl,to journeying from place to 12'laeeax&lld tucking free meals under •theisssibeits lose -their appetite on be- ing -!:introduced to the. wood -pile and continue' on their way in search of a free meal that is a free meal. Before the advent of the wood -pile an average of about six and a max- imum of thirteen meal tickets were issued daily. Since the introduction of the wood -pile about two weeks ago only six tickets have been handed out and those were given to men who were willing to do a little work for their meals. The wird-pile has proved a boon to the town so far as a saving on meal tickets is concerned. —Goderich Signal e=eSit=s0 INTELLIGENCE TEST FOR SCHOOL TRUSTEES The women school teachers pro- posed at the 0.E.A. Convention this week that all school trustees should be required to hold at least High School Entrance certificates. We doubt whether such a 'requirerent would be beneficial. Some of the most highly educated men we have known, did not go past :the fourth book in the rural school. They did not have a chance to do so: But by extensive reading and through life's experiences they have become men of real culture. On the other hood, he has no intention of lying down an his job. He is this hour facing for- wards. He is faring forth to sow another crop. He regards it as his function to produce food for the world and food he is preparing to pro- duce, Without sound of trumpets and without waving of banners and without advertising of any sort he is going forth to sow his seed. He is, mending his fences that his cattle may be pastured. He Is repairing his roofs that his grain may be sheltered. Without any hope 'of satisfactory material reward, he is doing what the commonwealth requires of him. And as he toils he inspires the rest of us to know spring time and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter do not fail. The modern farmer is a hero. —Exeter Times -Advocate 401b GREAT DROP IN FOOD PRICES SHOWS PREDICAMENT OF FARMERS The cost of living index for the Month of March shows that food is the only item which is below the pre- war figure of 1913. In the past mon- th, Canada's food index stood at 60.4 —that is, 60 cents will today buy what was a dollor's worth of feed in 1026, the year which is used as "par" of 100. The same food cost S1.41 in 1920, the peak of post-war prices, and 66.2 cents in 1913, the year before the war. Cost of f000d is the only item in tine cost of living which is below the 1913 figures. As quoted in the Toronto Starr the comparative indexes are as follows: Year 1913 March, 1934 Food . . .. ..66.2 60.4 Fuel . . 65.8 88.9 Rent . 64.1 90.0 Clothing . . 63.3 69.2 Sundries .. 6.62 96.2 Total index . 65.4 78.9 These figures are illuminating as showing the predicament in which farmers find themselves. Other items in the cost of living have de- clined in the past few years, but none to as great an extent as the cost of one cannot help sympathizig with the food. This means that the farmer attitude of the teachers who feel that has taken the greatest loss in the re - there should be an intelligence test for duction of lois revenue—indeed, the trustees. One of the greatest draw- figures do not tell the whole story. backs to the advancement of educat- The cost of food is much lower, but ion in this Province., has been the presence on school boards of men who themselves lack education and have not the intelligence or visiin to see its value.—St. Marys 'Journal -Argus. AN INSPIRATION The farmers are our inspiration these clays. Every business man knows how hard. the farmer has been hit financially. For four years the sturdiest 'of them have had about all they could do to keep their heads above water in a business way. So hard hit save been the farmers that the failures in their' line ate common place and no longer are a nine days wonder, The farmer who has made any money is looked upon as some- thing like a freak of some, sort. Yet in the face- of times,- and cir- cumstances the farmer .has curried on. lie has kept the home fires burn- ing. He has produced so liberally that his product has come -to be some- thing like a drug on the market.' Yet the middleman's profits have been pretty well maintained, thus throw- ing practically the whole burden of the reduction upon the producer. —I•Ianover Post. SEAFORTH: The marriage took place on Saturday, April 15, at 11.15 a.m. at the Presbyterian manse, Sea - forth, -of Agnes J., second daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Wright of Hullett, to. Mr. Charles Eyre of Tucicersmith, youngest son of Mrs. Byte and the late Silas Eyre. Rev, Irving B. Koine officiated, The bride, who was unattended, wore a pretty crepe velva dress in biscuit shade. After the ceremony, dinner . was served to intimate friends at :the home of the bride's- parents. Mid showers of confetti, Mr. and Mrs. Eyre left by motor for Sarnia and Blaine, Mich: For travelling the bride donned a - pretty skipper blue chevron -tailored suit, withaccessor- ies to match. ,On their return the young couple will ,, reside ' on the groom's farm in Tuckersmith. Vis•. 'fir„�.er