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The Clinton News Record, 1936-07-30, Page 2PAGE 2 THE CLINT,ON NEWS -RECORD TH(TRS., JULY 30, 1636 The Clinton News -Record With which is incorporateds TIIE NEW ERA TER1HS UP SUBSCRIPTION: 81.50 her. wear in advance to 'Cana- dian addreszes, $2.00 trithe U.S. or: other foicie.n countries. No paper discontirmeil until all arrears aro paid. unless at the option of the publish- er. ' The date' to which ` every sub- terintion is paid is denoted. -on the ADVERTISING RATES — Tran- sient advertising 12c per count line for first insertion. 8c for each sub- sequent insertion. Heading counts 2 lines. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Wanted," "Lost," 'Strayed," etc., inserted once fox 35c, each subsequent insertion 15e. Rates for display advertising 12tade:' known on application. Communications intended for pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good -faith, be accompanied by, the,Jname of the writer. 'G. 'E. HALL, M.' it. CLARY, Proprietor. Editor. H. T. RANCE 'Notary Public, Conveyancer '2'inancial, Real Estate and Fire In- suranee Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office. Clinton 'Frank Fingland,.B.A., LL.D. Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Moan Blue': • Clinten,.Qnt, D. TI. McINNES i - CHIROPRACTOR Electro Therapist, Massage. 'Office: Huron Steeet. (Few Doors west of Royal Bank) IIours—Wed. and. Sat. and by appointment. FOOT CORRECTION by manipulation Sun -Ray Treatment • Phone 207 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 203. Charges Moderate and Satisfaction Guaranteed. THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President, Alex. T3roadfoot, Sea- -forth; Vice -President, John E. Pep- per, Brucefield; Secretary-Tr.eastuer, M. A, Reid, Seaforth. Directors: Alex. Broadfoot, Brucefield; James ;Sholdice, Walton; 'William Knox, Loudesboro; George Leonhardt, Dub- lin; John E. Pepper, Brucefield; •James Connolly, Goderieh; Thomas Moylan, Seaforth; W. R. Archibald, Seaforth; Alex. NlcEwing, Blyth. List of Agents: W. J. Yeo, Clin- ton, linton, R. R. No. 3; James Watt, Blyth; .John E. Pepper, Brucefield, R. R. No. 1; R. F. McKercher•, Dublin, R. R. No, 1; Chas. F. Hewitt, ICincardine; 3t. G. Jae with, Bornholm, R. It. No. 1, Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal Beek, Clinton; Bank of ''commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin Cutt's Grocery, Goderieh. Parties desitigg to effect insure once Or transact other business will be promptly attended to on applica- ion to any of the above officers ad - 'dressed to their respective post offi- ces. Losses inspected by the director who lives nearest the scene, • DIAN. i ATION' Iv °L TIME TABLE Trains will arrive at and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffalo and Goderich Div. Going East, depart '7.03 a.m. Going East, depart 3.00 p.m. Going West, depart 12.02 p.nh. Going West, depart 10.08 p.m. London, Huron & Bruce •Going North, ar. 11.34. lye 12.02 p.m. Going, South 3.08 p.m.. Rear Beach Writes t1 oloseeup study 'of: Rex Beach, who wrote the story "Powder," now, running in The News -Record HOW. TO DO IT "Do you think it possible to meet :all one's friends at one time?" asked Flora. I , "Certainly"' replied Dora. "Just go ',out in your oldest frock and hat With a run in both your stockings and your nose unpowdered. You'll meet then all." Fine Serial Fiction 'n a new form.. . • Three Prize Short Stories (of four instalments' each) by a master story -teller, , < They're Rex Beach at his best. m nY u s U eu SYNOPSIS and not knowing you only a few attempt to wise her Mrs. Durham was hours. I'd better Mind my own bust- his ally; nevertheless,' for some un -' Be i` - .ti_ . .. Len Ireton a sun but pnac Furlong', Y g' i nese. H.ei�e' we are. You. wait while known Cason the dant dtslticed and cal oil man and chiller 'from the Penn -'I ,eLlit." distrusted the man. About all that .. 1 va uta field; e intoexas " Y i had •rivedat the house .aiid. Theyan t s oil country, broke and loolcmg for the girl left tier com panroi outside work.. Finally he fetched at he g 1 wo I y up She reappeared in a few minutes Durham home where dive an elderly' aunt, shortly widowed' by the explos- ion, of a powder wagon, and her niece, pretty .Betty'Durhain. . Perhaps because of his smile; Betty cooks - smile food for Ben and while he eats be.learns the aunt, in 'town on busi tress,--has an oil man, Tiller Maddox, sinking an oil well :for her. . . . A shout- 6 ineh bolt worked loose from the rigging arid is in:the bottom of the well. Work has been suspended for' days as the crew "fish" for the: bolt and :operating' funds dwindle a- way. . . Furlong offers to give a hand but .Maddox objects. . Betty_ments., He set the lantern. down and I l dei `t d the' T with alantern •and a couple of 'patch- work comforters. These latter she surrendered' to Ben; then led the way to the barn, Lake most farms in the oil country, this one had. been allowed to rust clown, and with the exception of some chickens and a few' dispirited cattle, there'was no live stock left upon it. There still remained, however, sortie old :fodder; it was.'duety and musty, but suitable enough for a- bed, and Furlong announced that he` was dee lighted with these sleeping arrange (01C 6hiy h A s wY k ; n "You've been experimenting for two weeks at a hundred dollars a day - Let Mr. Furlong have a go at it," said Betty. insists and overrules Maddox, s Furlong fashions a tool which h has just loweecl into the well, hopin to fish out the bolt. Ben could make sure of was the fact that in some manner not readily' tip- parent the oil welI was being used by Maddox as a' weapon; that somehow' it had ,become the stake ina three -Cor- nered Baine. • Furlong and Betty meanwhile Man- aged to see a •good deal of each oth- er, but they met clandestinely: Nei- ther of them openly referred to this fact, and, although the girl pretended that it was her aunt whom site feared, Ben very well knew that it was Mad= dox. No longer, by the way; did he apologize when he kissed her, and their stolen moments together. -'had become very sweet,, Work on the well progressed as rapidly as could be expected. Inch by inch, foot by foot, the heavy steel bits cut through the rock; length af- ter length was added to the casing, and as it neared the level of oil-bear- ing structure "inclicationl;" became evident; occasional sighs and gurgles issued from the welt- mouth as gas gatheredand released itself $run the well mouth. Its odor was at times quite strong. It was at this time that Maddox and Furlong clashed, Some new tackle was being, slung and Ben had been sent up aloft while the foreman issued • directions from below. It was heavy work. Ben was forced to cling to the derrick timbers or to balance himself upon a narrow plank, and his progress at times did not suit the elder man. Maddox was its a surly mood, anyhow, and he be tame nrofane. Furlong was hot and irritable. He answered back, where- upon the man below flared out an- grily: "You` do like I tell you an' don't argue, or I'll come up there an' give you a clam' good beating!" The rigging was finally secured in .place and Maddox was oceupying o'walked to the door with Betty. There himself with something else when he e he said: felt a hand upon his shoulder. Ire "You've been mighty nice 'to me. I turned to find Furlong at his side. wish that fishing job had been hare The tatter'seyes were blazing. In a der." l voice ominously harsh and vibrant Why?" with fury be said: - "It .would have taken longer." I "I came clown to get that beating The girl's face was dimly illumin- I want rl: now." cited as she smiled up at Furlong. J The other members of the crew She was the prettiest girl he had ever ,froze in various attitudes of startled known and he felt a great liking, a suspense. The two then stated a t great sympathy for her. The clasp each other. of her: warm hind as she had guided! Furlong was a burly, thick -necked him' along the dark trail had affected !youth; he was as hard as iron and in him in an unaccountable n}armor, and his gaze. at this moment was and evil now it affected him again in the ! quality quite unexpected. His enmity same way when she laid it in his. A fol the driller had finally foamed sudden recklessness dvewhelmed himlover. In proximity to this flaming Lland before he renew what he was do -passion Maddox's sinouldering dislike ing he had bent forward and kissed gave off no heat; nor at short notice her. could: he fan its embers into a blaze. The girl Was startled, lint she did After a' brief survey, pregnant- with not recoil: Curiously she inquired: possibilities, he turned his head Arid 'yVhy did you do that?" .I winked at the other men. In a feeble "I don't know.'- I—I couldn't help effort at jocularity he said: it, 1 guess. I didnu't intend to, but -" Ben floundered; he felt his face burning hotly. ' "Tiller tried that and I slapped him. I've known him a long time too—!" Miss Durham shook her head, apparently more perplexed at NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Furlong himself handled the rig during this operation, and even Mad dor could find no fault with the way he did it. When, after what seemed all interminable time, the cable begat to stream up out of the depths and wind itself in smooth, black layers upon the dt•un, the two women pres- eed in upon the'derrick floor. Out of the well -mouth finally slid the fishing tool; it stopped, hung .motionless with the lower end at the level of their eyes, The ,teeth had been bent inward, jammed together by the blows from above; inside the basket thus formedand tightly bitten between two of those prongs was a battet•e 1 6 piece of steel. When Furlong had finished wash- ing up he found Betty Durham 'wait- ing for him, "Come over to the house," she said. "You must be tired." "I told you I was lucky," the Young man declared, with a grin "Lucky, nothing. You've got sense." "Simple, wasn't it?.l wonder Mad- dox never thought of it." Betty stirred; impatiently she ex- clahued: "0h, he's too busy thinking about something—i Say! We've got an extra loom, but Aunt Mary says it wouldn't look right for you to sleep there. Doto't that make you sick?„ "How about the barn?" "That's what she proposed. Conie on.: Well fix it somehow." It was dark; the trail through the cactus and the mesquite was. :dim,' but Betty knew it by heart, and where its meanderings were indistinguishable_ she tools Furlong's hand and guided him. "I suppose you think Aunt Mary's crazy, risking all her money like this," she said. "I sure do," the "man admitted. 'This thing: will show you the chances she's taking. Suppose that bolt had been something else, something we couldn't get hold ` of? There's a thousand things -can happen to a well." "I know: But she's greedy. She always was. Tiller talked her into it after Uncle Joe 'died, and She would- n't listen to me." "It's a lot safer to Tet the big com- panies do the chilling, and be satis- Fred with a royalty." "Some people can't be satisfied," the girl said, quietly. Then after a moment, "Uncle Joe never intended to leave the whole farm to her. They didn't hitch very web. He said he was going to leave part of it to me, but—I guess he never got attain(' to it.. I'll pet Aunt Mary's sony by this time that she • listened to 'Tiller; there's so many things a driller can do to'a web." "Pshaw! Is he that kind of a man?" "What kind of a man? Men are all .:alike, aren't they -when they've got, reason to be?" •. . "She better fir=e . him." "I guess she can't, or assent, . . Funny my talking this way to you "I told you I'd come up titers and give it to you, I never ast you to cone down here an' get it." IIe guf• fawed loudly at his own humor and walked away. Furlong stood shaking in his tracks... That evening Maddox went over Before he knew what In, was doing he had bent inward and kissed her. her own lack of, resentment than sur- prised at Furlong's boldness. "I must like you pretty well." "I wish. you would -did„ I—think you're wonderful!" "Queer!" . Betty turned to go. .A moment Iatei' she called back tlnough the gloom, "I'll call you when break - I Cast is ready." fFuriong was not altogether sur- prised when, on. the following morn- ing, Tiller Maddox offered hien a job. 'Maddox, it was plain, was acting up on orders, and' he took no pains to conceal his dislilte,for the new hand; I nevertheless, Ben; accepted the prof- fer. • Aside from the fact that he Ineeded work,' his interest in Betty Durhamwas now sufficient to make almost`any sacrifice worth while. .I ' 'In the day: thereafter he tried to fathom the peculiar relationship ex- isting between Maddox andthe two women, but he did not succeed very well. The driller, it was evident, had his heart set upon' Betty, and in his to the :farmhouse. Evenings in this thirsty lanai, like evenings upon the desert, were cool, refreshing, beauti- ful. ;The brazen sky cooled, a blessed breeze played through the scrubby bush ante brought faint fragrance unnoticecl'at -other hours. The harsh outlines of unlovely objects were sof- tened; birds twittered; Nature :filled her lungs and took on new vigor. Mrs. Durham was rocking upon the little front porch, and of her the man inquired: ; "Where's Betty?" "Her and Ben have gone 'to town." Maddox scowled. "I allowed they had., "He's gone in to buy himself some clothes and she took the car—" "He won't• need no more clothes than he's got, on. this job," asserted the driller. "Ile's all through an' washed up." "What's- happened, Tiller?" We had a row. I wasa fool to put him en, in the first place, but his and - tlze' networics of the Canadian Radio Conmissien, from the Commis sion's Windsor stedios, are • going places hi the entertainment biisiness. They have been favorites for some time !Tow' with conceit audiences in Windsor and Detroit but recently "topped" thein previous endeavors with a week's engagement on the, Isobelle McEwan,, whose golden so- Fields and DeWolfe Hopper, annealing stage oI Detroit's' largest theata•e; patio voice adds. glamour to "By' the first in Selwyn's "Snapshots of 1921•"" For this peroicl they shared henors the Sea;" Vancouver's major production Her success in cit on the with Abe Lyman and his internation- y o to Hudson ally, known Californians, Playing- at to the Radio Commielon networks, has was repeated Tuan, times and in pian pla y ? g a lo ng and interesting story of aehiev- branches .of the theatrical business, chestra. Right now eine it to her credit. The Pacific coast 'knows her well, for 8 t -the Brown Twins A, lovely example of "local girl she has covered the Orplieum_ Circuit are scurrying away; from the hustle Makes good,"and bustle of radio and are spending Isobelle left Vancouver several times and stare, l g when it was discovered that she had ed with several of Fi:a nchon- a Mtl o •c 's a few Weeks at a Lake Erie resort where they plan to "get a good tan, a voice of extraordinary chart1h. After colorful and. ertistie. presentations.) 1 swim and la a lot of tennis," a period of training with Mine. Clara A young lady .possessin ' the personal play Es- Novel'lo=Davies in New York, she Was charm that and Besse claim they are merely v of Noss McEwan geeersuy_ gettingteat signed Torr steller• roles with Lew would fincl'her way to and ready for a strenuous winter Hollywood,ybroadcasting season. even before the days of sound pictures she had made several movies. But it week's up Friday." was with the days of radio and sound Mr,'s. Durham ceased rocking; her pictures, that Miss McEwan met with sallow face became moi.'e yellow. With her largest public, and not least in an effort she said: importance was the work she diel for "He's a right smart hand, Tiller. I{NX, the • well-known "Voice of I'cl rather you didn't fire him," Holly -wood." "The hell You'd " e, Home, in Vancouver, where she entice! Maddox ft 'exclaimed angrily. "What-' you got often conies to visit her relatives and to say about it?" - friends, Miss MCEwan is resting from • t, the exacting life of the picture studios For instance, there will be the ques- Why, it's my props,,, my well—" tion of melee -up.. The peaches and "Is it?" • and now takes a keen interest in her cream and the cherry lips ar - - - Hwork as balladist on "By the Sea,"will not complexion.. Instead, ,the ladies . will Y -Yon know what T mean. He's smart, I tell you. Didn't he fish that and other Conunision; progran}s: have to adopt color schemes more bolt?" . akin to those 'Used in the movie stu- "Sure! An' didn't you hire him WHERE HORN -TOOTING IS , dies, but with additional treatment to straight off, so's to spy on hie?"satisfy the electric eye and the line "Tiller! It's no such thing. -Why' UNNECESSARY screens.' Tile lips, for example, may should I 'spy on you? What you been Leo Trainer, tenor soloist with be blackened with eyebrow pencil, ;loin' that you need spyin—" Jaseha Glaperin's Lake Louise Orch- and there may be yellows and purples "Shut up an' Iisten to me, H's extra, tells This one on the red -beaded mingled in clesigus'that will tax the maestro whose dance band is heard imaginations of the radio Robert regularly over the Radio Commis- Donate to the limit, in telling their sion. It seems that Jaseha was ae heroines that they are the last work der wagon'll be here an' early Monday ranging for a saddle pony ride about in loveliness. the men die ecmin' to shoot the well. the picturesque mile -high lake. He 5,T0 got a big one; I'll bet my life on !professed to know much about horses that. P can tell! Why, she's =kin' '(Calgary is his winter home), but QUILTING HER ALARM I when it came to deciding an' trying her best to let go, but"iding whether he —the speaker paused, then finished slowly, distinctly—,There ain't goin' would have a fiat saddle or .a stork A Scotch couple were on their way to be no well whatever until I'mn took care of." The widow's colorless eyes fixed there is much traffic, so I guess I you before we get marrit." themselves IhypnotIcally upon the won't need the one with the horn on swarthy face 0f the man before her. it„ I "Well, an' whit is't, Mary?" asked Re continued: "I wasn't gestin'' along any too 0 good with Betty before this feller LULLABY LAGOON" Mary, showed up, but since he came she won't have nothin' to d0 with me." An orchesta that has achieved its; "O11," comforted Sandy, "never "I did the best I could," Mrs, Dur- purpose in full measure:. to bring be- mind that; it's precious little ye'II ham declared, nervously, "brit site loved music to late evening audiences get tae cook wf ." • says she won't marry you. She goes ,and to create effects almost identical hag wild every time I tall: about ]t," l with those produced by vocal trios "Where's ways to make a girl mar -.and soloists, is enjoying' national fav -f r =. You aka her marry me or on the Commission networks. Un= II • e got to to before. that well comes in, or it's just der the direction of the brilliant viol - like I said—it ain't Conlin' in!" inist, Samuel Ixersenhoren, this 01'- "Tiller!" gasped the woman, "You chested will present "Lullaby Lagoon" classent do — anything to it. Not again on Friday, July 31, at 10.30 p. now!" gym. EST. Listeners in western Can - "Ohl, dement I? Who'll stop me? .dela find the music virally acceptable You won't. That little old bolt made for after-dinner relaxation. a lot of trouble, didn't it? Well, that's nothin'. It just shows how easy it is to—" (Continued next week) SOME TELEVISION REQUIRE= MENTS, When television eventually arrives in Canada, many radio artists will have to readjust themselves to der-' tarn, definite requirements of the art; Fired Friday night an'. he gots off this place the next mornin'. So that's that! 'Saturday, sometime, the pow -- saddle with a horn up in front, Jas- to be married. As they neared the cha gave himself away by replying: church the bride finally burst out: "I don't expect to be riding where "Oh, Sandy, I hae a secret tae tell Sandy. "I Canna cook vera weel," replied THE BROWN TWINS The Brown Twins, Esther and Besse, heard frequently over CROW BE HAPPY! To be happy, we are told, we. should make others happy. We'll help you to be happy— If ' your subscription is in ar- ' rears, pay it—you can be assur- ed of our happiness! ..... The News -Record Canada's First Engine and World's Largest Streamliner Featured at Railway Centenary 5 Railway Pioneers' Hopes far Exceeded Speaking at the recent celebra- tion of Canada's railway centenary held at St. Johns Quebec, the southern terminus of the Champlain and St. Lawrence the first line in the Dominion, S. J. Hungerford president of the Canadian National Railways outlined the tremendous "strides that had been mans in railroading shim he entered the railway business 50 years ago. "I can say in all truth that whish, has been accomplished has tran- scended the vision of the pioneers", NTr. Hungerford said. "'those who planned the Champlain and SO. Lawronco and brought it into being no matter how opttimistio they might have been, could hardly have foreseen. what a mighty instrument of national welfare the railway was to bo in Canada. Tho railway has been, had is the mightiest single force in the; welding together of Canada and in the preservation of it as a nation. It is a mighty servant of the people. When thus rnihvey was conceived there was likewise brought into being that, chain of circumstances which led ' to the formation of the Canadian National Railways, with its ser- vices to every province of the Dominion. It is the aim of the Canadian National Railways, the largest railway system on the North American continent, still to be in. the vanguard of progress; to be a worthy instrument in the develop- ,ment of this great nation." Seee At the ceremony at St. Johns, Quebec, commemorating the one hundredth anniversary of tho operation of the first Canadian pas- senger train, a full-sized model of the "Dorchester", the first Canadian engine, was shownin comparison with one of the new 6400 type of the Canadian National Railways, the largest streamlined locomotive in the world. The "Dorchester", with tender, was 21 feet long; the 6400, with tender, 94 feet 7Ye inches. The 6400 is longer than the entire passenger train of 1836. The lower picture shows (from left to right) Mayor Omni/lien Houde, C.13.i1., of Montreal, George F. Moran, S. J. Hungerford, President, Canadian National System, and A. J. Shapter. Messrs. Moran and Shapter, retired Canadian National Railways engineers with over 50 years of service, impersonated the original crew of the "Dorchester'," at the celebration.