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The Clinton News Record, 1943-03-25, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINTON NEWS -RECORD The Clinton IN ews-Kecord with which is Incorporated TRH NEW ERA TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION 41.50 per year in advance, to Can- adian addresses; $2.00 to the U.S. or other foreign countries. No paper discontinued ,until all arrears are 'pail unless at the option ofthe pub- lisher. The date to which every sub- scriptionis paid is denoted on the label. , ADVERTISING RATES — Transient advertising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c for each subse- quent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," 'Lost", "Strayed", etc., inserted once for 35c, 'each subsequent insertion 15c. Bates for display advertising made known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good faith, be accompanied by the name of the writer. G. E. HALL - Proprietor H. T. RANCE NOTARY- PUBLIC Fire Insurance Agent Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies , Division Court Office, Clinton Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan. Block .... .... Clinton, Out. DR. G. S. ELLIOTT Veterinary Surgeon Phone 203 — Clinton„ Ont. H. C. MEIR Barrister -at -Law Solicitor of the Supreme Court of Ontario Proctor in Admiralty. Notary Public. and Commissioner Offices in Bank of Montreal Building Hours: 2.00 to 5.00 Tuesdays and Fridays. D. IL McINNES CHIROPRACTOR Eleetro'Therapist, Massage 'Office: Huron Street, (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) Hours—Wed. and Sat., and by appointment FOOT CORRECTION iby Manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment Phone 207 • HAROLD JACKSON Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in Farm and Household i Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Counties. Pr'ieee reasonable;; satis- faction guaranteed. sl For information etc. write or phone Harold Jackson, R.R. No. 4 Seaforth, d phone 14.661. 06-012 ie JADE GI by Mary Imlay -Taylor W. N. tr. TEATIMES CHAPTER IX' the firelight caught her face and SYNOPSIS' showed it ivory pale. "I don't kw_what you mean, but you'll tell me?" she breathed softly. t i "I came ..-to tell you." m"Sit down then, let 'me give you o a cup of tea," her voice faltered. e She moved to her place behind the s table, trying to hide her eyes from him. "No!" Ire said quickly.. Suddenly, impulsively, :she put her hand out and touched'bis arm. "It can't be as bad as that—and I'm your friend!" she assured him sweetly, He caught her hand and kissed it passionately! then he let it drop and folded his arms. "I'm not fit to do that," he said harshly. "I've played a part." As he spoke he looked around at her and. saw- the stnali pale oval of 'her face, her dark hair and her red i lips. She seemed almost a child he wanted to take her in his arms, But, sitting there, with the conven- `tional tea -table between them, he told 'ler the simple truth about his meet. ling With Landon and Banks and the wager. "I was nothing: but a shabby impos- ter, even my name's false," he said 'bitterly. "I don't deserve' to be spok- en to. It burns me up with shame: I !made •a vow I wouldn't come back here under false pretenses. I was going away when you met me the other day. You ought to refuse to speak to me!" She seemed to consider this, for she said nothing for a while, and her; silence hurt him; it brought his i misdemeanor home to him. She did not think him fit to speak to! He studied her profile; she had averted ' her face, and it seemed to him that he found something stern and reso- lute in it that he had not seen be- fore. "I can't understand," she' said in a low voice, "why a man like you should come here like that! To let yourself be -well, be brought here on to wager.° • , Released. from prison after serving fifteen years for a murder he didn' commit, Mark Grant goes to the of fice of a, lawyer named Fosdick t collect a Legacy left to him whil he was in prison. 'When Fosdick tell him he will have to wait, Mark ac- cepts an invitation to a party to help Teddy Banks win a bet with • Archie Landon. Although Mark tells theme his real name, Archie.introdisces hint as "Stewart Byram". At the party Mark meets Burleson, the man who sent him to Prison, and Burleson's niece, Pamela ,Rodney., Burleson does not recognize him, and Mark decides not to reveal his identity' to Pam until he finds the real murderer. Pam asks Burleson to give her .his little • jade god and is surprised when he refuses and tells her he is going to smash it before he dies. When Teddy Banks learns Mark's identity from Fosdick he telistArchie. Landon, jeal- ous of Mark's attentions to Pani, goes to Mark's room but Mark is not there. Landon then hails a taxi directing the driver to Burleson's address. Pani had ordered her Little teatable carried into the library. She rarely made tea there unless Burleson ask- ed it, but today he was out and the great fireplace tempted her. It was a gray day and the leap of the fire would be like the heart of a welcome --,warm and bright. Besides, she lov- ed the library itself, especially when the logs burned there. The flame -light touched here and there on a bit of brass or a fine old ivory. There was a mellowness of, tones in book -bindings, in the one or two rare old prints, that made the place so restful. The wide windows booked across a city park; she could absolut- ely glimpse the sky, and today it was adrift with cloud -mists. It was near- ly five o'clock, She had barely time to give a few- more dainty touches to her tea -table. She had a slender vase of flowers; she' shifted it from one place to another, then her eye caught the glimmer of the green jade god on her uncle's library table, The sight of it recalled his face yester- day, the sudden red streak ' between his brows; she stood an instant look- ing at the Curious little green image is uncanny, elfish 'face, its pointed earn; green as seaweed, its perfect ands. It squatted as an Oriental god iould and the lightfrom the fire gleamed on its bald jade head. Sud- enly fancy seized her, she lifted it put .it gently down oh her table be- side the flowers. It squatted there like a toad, and it seemed to her it grinned up at her. She felt like snatching it off again, then she laugh- ed at herself." ERNEST W. HUNTER CHA1tTERED ACCOUNTANT 57 Bloor Str. W. Toronto Ont. THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Of9ice, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President A. W. McEwing, Blyth; Vice -President, W. R. Archi- bald, . Seafortlr; Manager and Sec. Treas., M. A. Reid, Seaforth, Directors: Wm. Knox, Londesboro; Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth; Chris. Leonhardt, Dublin; E. J. Trewartha, Clinton:; Thos Moylan, Seaforth; W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Alex McEw- ing, Blyth; Frank McGregor, Clinton; Hugh Alexander, Walton. List of Agents: J. Watt, Blyth; J .E. Pepper, Bruce - field, R.R. No, 1; R F. Molliarcher, Dublin, R.R. No. 1; J. F. Preuter, Brodhagen. ! Ir.11 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- ance or transact other business will bepromptly attended to on applica- tion to any of the above officers ad- dressed to their respective post offi- ces. Losses inspected by the director.' CANADIAN NATIONAL RAILWAYS • TIME TABLE Trains :will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Toronto and Godericb Division Going East, depart 6.43 a.m.' Going East, depart 3.05 p.m. Going West, depart 11.50 a.m, Going West, depart 10.35 p.m.. London and Clinton Div. Coming North, arrive ... 11.15 ,a.m. Going South, leave .....,3.10 p.m. "THE PUREST FORM IN WHICH TOBACCO CAN BE SMOKED." "Uncle can lend it to me for an hour anyway." she thought, and glan- cing again at the clock, forgot it. Mark was conning! Her heart was beating; in spite of herself she felt a tremor of uneasiness. She tried to thrust out disturbing thoughts, but old Fosdick's mariner, his treatment of the man, had been so-so dis- concerting! She was -a little disturbed still, though her eyes were shining, when there was a stir in the' hall, the lifting of a ,portiere, a new voice, and then the tall man with the level eyes.. She held out a frank band. "I'm so glad you could cone!" She said; "I thoughtit might he hard for you; to find the time." He took her hand held' it, look- ing down into her eyes. "It's been a thousand times hard er to stay away," he replied simply, "and I've tried—I never meant to conic here again!" She gave him a questioning look; MRS. A. S. CUSSON is now in perfect health. She had.stubborn indigestion, constipation and biliousness . with bad breath. Fruit-a-tives stimulated her liver—made her feel years younger. Buck upyonrliver with Fruit-a-tivea, Canada's Largest Selling Liver Tablets. His face crimsoned; she saw his strong hands clench and unclench; tine veins stood out on them, To make you understand' that I'd have to tell you the story of my life." he re- plied hoarsely,"the whole story!" He was leaning forward now, his elbows on his knees, and his face worked as he stared into the fire. The fire that was to have been the heart of his welcome! There was a silence; She could hear his breath come hard. She had waited a long time. "Yes?" she said at last, gravely, interroga- tively, He straightened up, his haggard eyes met hers "My God, I -I can't do that!"- he cried brokenly; "I'm a coward -I can't do that!" Butshe was silent waiting. It seemed to hint that the whole room —growing dim in its corners with the early winter twilight—was full of strange shadowy forms -also wait- ing! The girls quiet attitude, the curve of hercheek turned toward him gave no hint of the turmoil in her own mind. She recalled—too vivid- !y--Fosdick's attitude, hit lean old black -clad shoulder turned on the younger man, the biting mockery of his tone when he repeated the name "Byrum," a false name, as she knew now. She was shaken with dismay. yet his very presence there appealed to her reassured her belief in him. Be was so big, so wholesome, so hon- est looking! It was impossible that there was anything behind it all that could change him utterly. "What is your name?" she asked him,: in 'a low voice, watching him. He lifted his 'head. Would ,this end il;? Would she know at once? "Mark Grant," he replied slowly, letting the two words drop into the silence. Then he turned and looked at. 'tor. • She did not know! How could she? It was fifteen years ago! The relief of her ignorance made his heart leap; ,she did' not recoil, she did not look abhorraigee at him, •the name meant nothing to her. She was still concerned with the wager. "I 'can't see how you -come to, do it." she repeated "Teddy Banks—" her gesture was disdainful "and Landon, I know them! But You— ."' "If it will help: you to understand, I'll tell you that I had eighty cents in my pocket that night! my aunt had left inc a legacy but couldn't get it at once.I was a bit of driftwood, alone in the 'city,'ripe for mischief, it seems; There's no excuse. I make none, but this—he lifted his head -- "1 ,never never thought of meeting you!" Their "eyes met and held each oth- er; she could see the flicker of the 1S, ' "You're not telling me all!" she cried impulsively, and then, remem- bering herself, ''don't! I don't ask it 1—" she held • out her hand still your friend," "You forgive me for — coming her like that?" he exclaimed. '. She nodded; she could not speak for he had her hand in both his; she could feel the emotion that shook him. But still he did not speak. "I think•you-must have had some reason for it," she said simply; "I can't believe ill—of you?" "Dont look at me like that!" he. ex- claimed; "turn your eyes away! For I've no right to speak to you until I tell, you —I've been in prison. In the silence a log fell'. from the andirons anda mass of sparks 'flew up the black throat of the chimney.. He did not look at her—he waited Then he heard her voice, and it was astonishingly clear and cheerful. "That doesn't shake my belief in you; you see, 'I'm your friend." He . drew a lung breath, lifting his eyes again to hers. She looked so calm that it shook him with a new. and deep excitement; she believed in him; it was the most marvelous thing in the world! "And you don't ask me about it? Nor why I was sent there?" he cried. She shook her head, smiling.. "You're my friend," she repeatd soft- ly. The beauty of it swept him off his feet. He caught her hands in his, in another moment he would have told her that he loved her -told her the whole story.—but his eyes fell sud- denly on a greeri thing' on the table at her elbow, a squat shining figure, marvelously carved it,was, the face-- cunning ace—cunning and odd as the ages—was grinning up at him --one of the small uplifted hands pointed. Her hand slip- ped out of his; he reached. for the jade god and lifted it, turning it over slowly in his hands. Underneath, where the fat -kneed goblin sat so squat the jade was smooth except for a cipher or a dent, something that marked it indelibly. Mark ran his finger along the broken surface and felt it. Then he looked at the queer elfin face again and his own face went white, "My God," he said below his breath; 'how did it come here — here of all places?" "You know it?" Pain leaned for- ward, her own dace flushed. "What is it? What's the matter?"' He had collected himself, but he held the god bard in one of his pow- erful hands. "Where did you get this --thing?" ho demanded, and, for the moment, even to girl herself seemed to inolt away from the reality of the thing he held! • "It's uncle's" She Was shaken by his emotion; she felt the tension the excitement of his discovery. "He wouldn't give it to me—I put it here for—fun!" He looked at her farthe first time awn without seeming to be re of her; that his face was so white his eyes. looked black. he "Where's your uncle?" asked ex- citedly. re "He ought to. be he soon, It's glanced late now for him," she to- ward the window. out It was quite dark side; theakar eye of a street -lamp flickered in her eyes. The room was din except for be the fire and the lamp hind her chair. Its radiance lifte er figure tot out of the gloom and ched her cheek, her chin, her youngll throat. Mark, holding the jad od in his hands, looked down at h nd seem- ed to comtto himself. cle,' "I must see your uncle," he said rev gravely, The girls eyes traveled from ren his face to the ugly gr jade god. in his hands, n d h e g er a sem theythus, thethe tell me about it—tell me where got it. I atm know when— h know almost to a minute about that!" She rose and came over to him touching it in his hand, w onder. in her eyes. "It has alway eld' me— was this why?" He did not touch lie he knew that she eared; but she might have w unci been wrappgd in fire, he ould'nev- er take her in his arms t he was cleared! But his eyes hei ers. "If you hear hard thin . f me, un- believable things, will you tr ust•me? Will you believe in me?" demand- ed passionately. "Can you —believe in me, Pam?" THURS., MARCH, 25, 1943 Alla HELP SMASH THE AM, Tho nest time you are frying or roasting something, just imagine the satisfaction it would give you to pour that hot fat right down the back of Adolph, Tojo or Benito. You can oven do better than that. Fats make glycerine, and glycerine makes high explosives to sink their submarines, , destroy their aeroplanes and tanks. Bones produce 14 also glue for war industry. Every spoonful of dripping, every ounce of scrap fat, and every bone, cooked, uncooked or dry, must be saved. Strain all drippings through an ordinary strainer into a clean wide-mouthed can. When you have collected a pound or �� more of fat drippings take.. it to your -..a� meat dealer. who will pay you the � established price for the dei ing and the scrapfat. Or you can pone of them through any Stunt pal or \ Salvage Committee collection eye. tem EPFECT in your cont- ty. Yon eau be a monition maker right in your own idtchen. every -- every day, this easy way, keep working for Victory by saving every drop of fat dripping, every piece of scrap fat, and every bone.- This campaign is for the duration. DEPARTMENT OF NATIONAL WAR SERVICES. NATIONAL SALVAGE DIVISION vassi. MARINERS Gira-TING READY Leo dePeudry, former resident of Goderich, after spending the winter in Florida, visited here at the week -end and while her was ordered to report to his ship, the B. H. Taylor, at Roger City, Mich., The Taylor is one of the largest coal -carriers on the lakes. Vernon ,Willis, local boy who has been sailing the Great Lakessince he was in his 'teens has been appointed chief engineer on one of the Algoma Steamship vessels and has reported to Buffalo for fitting out. This is his first "Ch'ief's" job. ling in every day since. The after- Steal 300 Tires In Western Ontario, Warning Issued Tires stolen from Western Ontario motor cars in the past few weeks total over 300, according to reports re- ,i#eived bg W. Harold MgPbillips, Prices and Supply Representative, Wartime Prices and Trade Board, London. Mr, McPhillips warns motor - its to take every precaution to safe- guard their tires, pointing out that many of those stolen were removed from cars parked on city and village streets overnight, A survey of reports received tend After -crews of the Patterson Steam to show that an organized gang is ship Co., freighters that wintered at Western Ontario. Oney portustate this port began to report on Mondaya Western ereasto, One report states United Nations must be met on the all tires were stolen from a farmer's for fitting out and have been dribb- North American continent, Mrs. Tur- combine. crews of Algoma Steamship boats, it is expected, will report early next week. —Goderich Signal Star. Oil Producing Crops Essential in 1943 As oils and fats administrator of the -Wartime Prices and Trade Board, Mrs. Phyllis Turner has reeommend- ed a large increase in flax production and soyheans. In addition, she said, the production of sunflower seed and rape seed will be on a commercial scale this year for the first time in Canada. The fat requireinenta for th mar Savings stamp Free DON'T MISS YOUR NAME! The Plan in Each week there will appear in an advertisement on this page, the name and address of someone residing in Clinton or district. WATKIN'S Service Station Huron St. Phone 18 Sunoco Products' Goodrich Batteries Lubrication. A -Z Brucefield Garage WM. H. DALRYMPLE Sunoco, 0as-Oi1—Grease General Repairs' to All Makes of Cars,. Acetylene and Electric Welding, Machinist and Mill- wright. Phone Clinton 618r4 Brucefield, Ont. To Comply with the Govern- ment's request our store will close every night at 6 p.m., except Saturday night. IL F. "DERRY Phones • Seaton!" Clinton 23-659 23-618 Brucefield, Ont. J. L. Heard, Clinton A Nutshell Simply locate your name, clip out the advertisement and present it to The Clinton News -Record Office, and you will receive. A War Savings Stamp Free R. V. IRWIN Dry Goods' Women's and Children's Ready -to -Wear Phone 96 -, Victoria Street When you buy here you can take your change in War Savings Stamps REG. BALL phell Service Station Gas and Oil Your present car may have to last a long time. Have us lubri- cate and inspect it at regular intervals and keep it rolling. Phone 5 No: 8 Highway JOE McCULLY & CO. General Merchants Sunoco Gas and Oils Seaforth 51.110y Brucefield, Ont. Clinton JERVIS' EGGS Will Win Your Favour TRY THEM FOR Wholesome Flavour R. L. JERVIS SUTTER & PERDUE Hardware Plumbing and Heating Deal Here and Take your change in War Savings Stamps Phone 147w Albert St'. With so 'much • low testing bar- ley in this section, barely test- ing high brings a nice premium. Bring in samples of your bar- ley. If the test is high, I am sure you will find the price I am offering interesting. FRED 0. FORD Grain and Seed • Phone 123w