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The Clinton News Record, 1934-09-13, Page 2SAGE 2 THE CLINT.ON NEWS -RECORD ' Clinton News -Record With which is Incorporated THE NEW ERA !Yon'mz of Subscription - $1.50 per year in advance, to Canadian ad- dresses $2.00 to the U.S. or oth- er foreign th-er.foreign countries.- No paper discontinued until all arrears are paid' unless at the option of , the publisher. The date to wjhich'every' subscription is paid is denoted on the label. Advertising Rates --Transient adver- tising 12e per count line for -first insertion. 8c far each 'subsequent insertion. Heading counts 2 linea. Small advertisements, not to ex - teed one inch, such as "Wanted", "Lest," "Strayed," etc., inserted one* for 35c, each subsequent in- sertion 15c. Rates for display vertising made known on applies, tion. Communications intended' for "pub- lication must, as a guarantee of good chit,, x,. ; aceoTMranied by the name sf the writer. G. B. HALL, M. R. CLARK, Proprietor. Editor. H. T. RANCE Notary Public, Conveyancer Financial, Real Estate and Fire In- • om'ance Agent. Representing 14 Fire Insurance Companies. Division Court Office. Clinton. SYNOPSIS Three weeks after a cream colored roadster had been found wrecked in the sea at the foot of a cliff,' a ,girl calling herself Anne Cushing appears at the desert town Manton. She has bought, sight unseen, a ranch located thirty miles away. Barry Duane, her nearest neighbor and his man Boone, Pettry procure a reliable woman for her and in Barry's car loaded down with supplies, they start across the desert. In Marston her reticence has aroused suspicion. Barry and Anne become more than neighbors, and when Anne is lost in the hills and rescued by Barry, each realizes that sornething more than friendship ex- ists between them. After a hasty wedding they go East to, Barry's home. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY • ,'Frank Fingland, B.A., LL.B. ■arrister. Solicitor, Notary Pubiie Successor to W. Brydone, K.C. Sloan Block —. Clinton, out DR. FRED G. THOMPSON Office and Residence: Ontario Street — Clinton, Ont. One door west of Anglirtan Church. Phone 172 Leyea Examined and Glasses Fitted DR, H. A. McINTYRE DENTIST Office over Canadian National Express, Clinton, Ont. Phone, Office, 21; House, 89. I -le slipped an arm around her. It was, she knew, a gesture of protec- tion as well as of affection, and she loved him for it. "Let's get in the roadster and' go off somewhere," he said abruptly. "We'll make it a day." Mrs. Duane's alleged illness lasted still another day. In spite of increased devotion, Bar- ry was not without stray moments of unease. Poison had been instilled, and poison works secretly. Art unexpected invitation brought, relief to both of them. Barry brought it to her eagerly. "Nancy, the Tom Haldidays are go- ing up for the week -end to their Lake George camp, and they want us to come." "I'd love to go." She jumped ' at the chance of respite from Granleigh. They motored up to the Halliday's camp. A little after three they were running through the outskirts of a small city, and presently Halliday's car turned off toward the railroad. "He's probably going to the sta- tion," Dick volunteered. "Ward Rid- dle is coming up by train and I sup- pose it's due here about this time. Tom thought he might be able to flag him somewhere. Let's get out . and help." Halliday marshalled his party at various strategic points along the platform, where they might catch Ward Riddle's eye. Anne, who did not know him, found herself midway between Westbrooke and Atwood. The train came in. Dick whooped at a face in a window and raced in Her foot tapped impatiently. "Ei- ther:" Again that curious, speculative glance' on her. "What's the induce- ment?" "To you? 'I suppose you could use money. And of course you wouldn't want my father to know why you are here. Or M. Gage." He let the threat pass. "It's worth ten thousand." "That's a high price for just giving somebody and order." She seemed startled. Kennedy waved the suggestion a- side. "I'll take your check for five thousand on account and hold it un- cashed until I've finished the job. Then I'll take the rest in small bills." "Five thousand before you've done anything? That would be very fool-. ing from a nearer car. do. He's going to stay and work on ish:" There were half a dozen of them, the engine." "Those are my terms." Kennedy women and men, and it would not She made a movement to slip off shrugged unconcernedly. "I'm not, have taken a particularly initiated eye DR F. `A. AXON Dentist Graduate of. C.C.D.S.,. Chicago" and R.O.D.S„ Toronto, Crown and plate work a specialty. Phone 185, Clinton, Ont. 19-4-34. 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 THURS., 'SEPT. 13, 1934 isn't It?,' Didn't Gwenda say that that was where Romance began " Ward Riddle smiled' pleasantly,, but he looked at Anne in the curious, re- flective way that she had noticed before. "It's not safe to toss me careless invitations. L might come." "Me too!" Tom Halliday called over his shoulder. "Make it next summer and you can all conic. It's a party." Anne felt as though she had escap- ed from prison into glorious freedom. She made a quick change and slip- ped .into a coat. She went on out to the veranda which ran the full length of the house and faced the lake. Bar- ry was there already, pacing up and down with a pipe in his mouth. "Great, isn't it?" "Heavenly." She nodded happily and fell in step with him. "I like .this," Barry said 'content-. edly. "There's a motor boat down in the boathouse, and two sailboats, and you and I are going out in one of them, first thing tomorrow morn- It was the beginning of three zest- ful days, crisp mountain mornings, sun -warmed days and evenings with a nip in them. They came back late one afternoon Something had gone wrong with the engine, and the Wild Duck fluttered in slowly. Riddle and Halliday and Dick Westbrooke were waiting for them at the dock. "Hello, Water Babies, I thought we'd have to come out and tow you in." Halliday caught their line and made them fast, "You must be froz- One Slice of Life By Robert Ache "Oh, don't paw me about, David!" They had reached her gate, and exclaimed Betty, pettishly, when Ba David stood, miserable and'uncertaln, vid sought to take her arm as they"I rather wish sonnething would. walked up •Stanforth Grove. , happen " Betty' said, with a rather saw' you." "But—what, right have you to take food or money from here?" 'No right whatever, ray dear lady —except the right which necessity imposes." "But—are you a burglar?" Ile shrugged his shoulders smiled ruefully. and It was a perfect night, with a sickle : hard 4ittle laugh, "I'm sick of -things "It would certainly appear so." going on just the same, from day to hand to support herself. Ile sprang day. „ forward- and placed a chair'by her. , darling David stammered, whole evening. Steady, devoted David "Oh, good night, David," she said. "Please sit down, he begged and Was puzzled. He could not fathom "I can't talk tonight!" smiled. Really he had a.most charm - the reason for Betty's discontent. ( Terhaps.for a moment she was a- .ing smile. Betty subsided. She sip They had been engaged' for a year, ware of his unhappiness. She caught ped the cool drink, almost gratefully. and had been very much in love. But his hand, pressed' it quickly, then "Thank you, she murmured. Then turned and walked up the path to the she remembered—this was a, burglar, She felt shaken and put out her moon hanging low in a velvet sky a night for lovers,. 'But something had been wrong the recently some new influence appear- ed to have fallen upon Betty. She had shown, more and more, a tendency to criticize David. He was . too slow. He hano imagination. He was con- tent with such simple things—a set of tennis, the pictures' at the local cinema, an occasional visit up Wiest pursuit. Anne looked after him, her en!" face alight with daughter, and did "That's nice of you, but I think not notice a group of people descend- Barry needs something more than I front door. David remained, discon- solate, until he saw the light spring up in the diving room. Betty sank into a chair and stared at the empty hearth. It was after midnight. They had walked for over an hour after leaving the cinema. She to a theatre, or a Sunday afternoon did not know why she had been so upon the river. Not long ago she "difficult" tonight. Only --'why was also had enjoyed such pleasures, but David always so terribly "ordinary!" now they appeared to weary her. Unconsciously she began to compare And tonight she had shown herself even rather bored with David! He had asked her what was the trouble. "Oh, I don't know, David!" she had said. "You're so—ea—steady! Don't you know what T mean?" His face had manifested honest:be- wilderment. "You're always the same," she had exclaimed. "You always say the same things—I always know in advance just what you are goingto say! And you have no desire for something new —something strange, even danger - worried about my end of the job. This is a game where I hold the cards." For a moment a cold feeling crawl- ed over Cleo. Kennedy did hold the cards. He could hold them against her, too. "I agree. But it must be done quickly." "A week or ten days ought to an- swer." In five brief minutes he had his check. Once out in the grounds, Kennedy lit his cigarette. "The little devil!" he mused. "The little yellow -headed devil!"' He flung his cigarette away and ground it under his heel. It was tough, he reflected moodily, but if Duane was any good he would follow het, and if he didn't, Nancy was well rid of him. Besides,, she'd have to go away before the Gages came, or there would be the devil to pay all round. GEORGE ELLIOTT Licensed Auctioneer for the County of Huron Correspondence promptly answered. Immediate arrangements can be made t'or Sales Date at The News -Record, Clinton, or by calling phone 203. Charges Moderate , and Satisfaction Guaranteed. DOUGLAS R. NAIRN Barrister, Solicitor and Notary Public ISAAC STREET, CLINTON Office Hours: Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays—d0 a.m. to 5 p.m. Phone 115 3.34. to see that they belonged either to a cheap road company or a small time. vaudeville turn. One of them, a blonde, looked curiously; her widen- ing eyes fell on Anne. "Why, hello dearie! Where've you been all this time?" Anne saw Barry's head turn quickly. "I'm sorry, I think you must have mistaken me for someone else." She tried to be nice about it, and saw an angry lip curl. "Oh, really!" The blonde flushed and her voice went a little higher. "I thought you were a friend of mine. Wb were in the same company a few years ago, but p'haps I'd better not mention' names, Pardon mei" "It was a natural mistake. I've been told before that I look like someone on the stage." * "I should say. You could double for her, easy." "That's interesting." Anne smiled disarmingly, .but her lips felt stiff. The blonde girl moved on, still flushed and far from mollified. Dick called out as Anne approached. There was a Iight barrage of chat- ter as they went back to the cars. "I'm afraid I made her angry." Anne sent a quick glance after the vanishing group. "It was embar- rassing for her." "You can't embarrass that kind," said Halliday comfortably. Anne baked around for Barry. "Silly, wasn't it?" she asked ner- vously. "Ridiculous," He looked ashamed el his ill humor, and shook it off. The blonde girl looked after them as the two opulent looking cars cury ed away from the station. An older woman beside her laughed under her, breath. "You made a fine break, Tess. Didn't you know?" • "Did I know she'd throw down the folks she used to work with because she was 'with a lot of swells?" de- manded Tess angrily. The older woman laughed again.. "Tess, you're funny. But I thought I was seeing ghosts myself for a min- ute. Hadn't you heard that Nancy Curtis was dead?" "No-" The girl stared unbelieving- ly. "When->, "Last spring. She was killed in an automobile accident." "il'mp. Are you sure? She's the image of Nancy." "Of course I'm sure. Don't be . a goof, Tess, and don't hold any grudge against Nancy Curtis. She was a good kid, and if she got on better than the rest of us I guess it was didn't." "It's easy to talk," said Tess sul- because she had .something that we lenly. "Maybe she had and maybe site hadn't. You might have been fur- ther up the line yourself, Connie, if you'd had a John Gage to back you; Money talks, all right, and what's more, it can make folks listen." Halliday had sent servants ahead to open the house. Welcoming smoke was •curling from two chimneys. "Oh, I love it! It's like the Perch, isn't it?" Anne gave Barry's arm a squeeze, and they looked at each oth- er with the bright, secret glance of understanding. "Oh, that's your Western place, The.Gage house was nearing com- pletion. About the middle of the Morning a glittering black car shot smoothly along this. highway. In the back sat a big man of about fifty, with iron grey hair, a strong jaw and grey eyes. He was not in the least handsome, but nobody ever overlooked John Gage. Strength and will and a bull -dog tenacity showed plainly in the square lines of his face. His per- sonal office staff agreed that the old' man was as hard as nails, but fair. A few years. ago he had startled his few intimates by suddenly marrying a girl_ who had been appearing in the Fol- lies. No one would have expected a thing like that of John Gage. He was at the entrance to the drive into his own grounds, and another car had just shot recklessly out of it. Fora split second sharp grey eyes met' devil-may-care black ones. Then the •othercar was gone. "Whose car was that?" he asked THE McKILLOP MUTUAL Fire Insurance Company Head Office, Seaforth, Ont. Officers: President, Alex, Broadfoot, Sea- forth; Vice -President, James Con- nolly, Goderich; : secretary -treasur- er, M. ecretary-treasur-er,"M. A. Reid, Seaforth, Directors: Alex. Broadfoot, Seaforth, R. R. No. 3; James Sholdice, Walton; Won. Knox, Londesboro; Geo. Leonhardt, Bornholm, R. R. No. 1; John Pepper, Brucefield; James Connolly, Gode- rich; Robert Ferris, Blyth; Thomas Moylan, Seaforth, 11. R. No. 5; Wm. R. Archibald, Seaforth, R. R. No. 4. Agents: W. J. Yeo, R.R. No. 8, Clinton; Jelin Murray, Seafortk; James Watt, Blyth; Finley McKer- cher, Seaforth. Any money to be paid may be paid to the Royal; Bank, Clinton; Bank of Commerce, Seaforth, or at Calvin Cutt's Grocer, Goderich. Parties desiring to effect insur- .once or trensact other business will +fie promptly attended to on applies. 'tion to any of the above officers addressed to their respective post of- fices. Losses inspected by the dire*. taro who lives nearest the scene. 004 4410: lit q . e his coat which he'd thrown over her shoulders, but he checked her with firm hands. "You keep it on," he said flatly. "I'll get Tom's sweater for your man." He turned an impish grin on Bar- ry, already absorbed with the per- verse engine. "I don't know why I should be so darned careful of your health, Barry, because live picked myself- out for Nancy's second husband. Catch a cold any time you like." TIME TABLE Trains will arrive et and depart from Clinton as follows: Buffslo and Goderich Div. 'Going East, depart 7.08 son. .Gering East depart 2.00 p.m. ,Going West, depart 11.50 a.m. .fig West, depart 9.68 p. . Landon. Heron it Bruce .Going North, ar, 11.34.1ve.11.54 a.m. the architect waiting for him by ap- pointment. "Must have been the Pendleton car. It was just the cauffeur. He said he was killing time." !'Pitt a guard at the gates," said Gage crisply. "This isn't an amuse- mentpark. Keep 'em out" Within half an hour after he had ar- rived at his office, Gagesat back giv- ing minute instructions to one of the best operatives of an excel]ent'detec- tive agency, "All I want you to do is to watch Klin and report to me. Don't get in the game, whatever it is, unless I tell you to. If you can get a job at Pen- dleton's, so much the better." "I can manage that. 'Do you know his name?" "'At one time he went by the name of Kennedy and was a gambler." The operative arose. him with the debonair hero of the ev- ening's film. Then she heard the footstep in the kitchen. The kitchen was only a few paces down the small hallway. She knew that loose board in the floor. An icy wave .engulfed Betty. Her heart for a moment stood poised. Then doubt began to arise. She must have been mistaken! In the night silence, one often imagines things. Then—again she heard a slight movement in the kitchen. For a mo- ment the impulse to flight seized her; ons" And her grey eyes had gazed a dash into the hallway — then out at invisible distances. through the front door. But, if there. He had sought to plead with her. was no onethere, what a fool she What could he do--lthis good honest would look! And where could she go. David, plodding away at his job in Sherosedeterminedly, summoning a city office, and even getting ahead a little, gradually But she did not seem to welcome news of his office successes, as she once had. "Sometimes I. wish you'd lose your job," she had said, a little wildly. "Just' so that you would have to fight —take risks--+--" a criminal! Now he was sitting down, but, quite respectfully, at the ; other side of the kitchen table. • 'Do you have to stead to live?" Betty asked him. "Yes," he answered. "Unfortunate- ly I have no other means." "But—surely—you. are not an or- dinary criminal?" "No, perhaps not,." he answered, and paused. "Then, why -1—?" "Ah, do you know what it is to be hungry—for hours, and. for days?" he asked. "But have you no family or friends? You are an educated man." all her courage, and tip -toed out of the room to the kitchen door. It was open, and the room inside was in darkness. Cautiously she felt for the light switch, just inside the door, and turned it. He was standing by the kitchen table, near the window, looking at her During the whole evening they quite unconcernedly. Young, dark and seemed to have been drifting farther handsome; hatless, but quite well and farther apart. And now David dressed. was seeing Betty home. . Betty stood in frozen stillness. "I do wish you'd come home and "Do not be afraid," he said, re - stay with us, Betty," he said. "With assuringly. •His voice was warm and your people away in the country, and friendly, his accents cultured. He was not even a maid in the house. I not Betty'h conception of a burglar. don't like the idea of you being alone. "What do you want?" she gasped. You know mother and father would"Well," he answered, pleasantly. "I love to have you at our place." I was looking for some food first, and Betty's father •had just recovered then I would have to have some from a serious illness and had gone money. "Halliday laughed, but Barry jerk- ing his eyes toward Wiestbrooklfor a brief second, did not even smile. "No thanks," he snapped irritably. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I've liv- ed too much out of doors to wrap myself up like an old woman." Halliday's portly chuckle subsided rather suddenly. Dick was blankly silent. "I think I'll locate the trouble in a minute," he added, a trifle more graciously. "No need for the rest of you to shiver around here." Mrs. Duane, it seemed, was not feel. ing well and would have her luncheon and dinner trays. taken to her room. "That's "because of me," Anne thought miserably. Aloud she said; "Do you' think I'd better go in and see her, Barry?" "Oh, no " he flushed. "I think it would be just as' well for 'her to ' be —completely quiet." to the seaside fora fortnight's con- valescence. Betty could not go with her parents, as she was working in her city office. "Don't be absurd," said Betty. "What could happen to me?" They went on and left him, Anne walking with Halliday and Dick trail- ing along with Riddle. Duane went back to his work wanting to kick. himself for his senseles irritation. Since . the night when his mother brought those damnable stories to him there had been a raw spot in him which had smarted at the light- est touch. Anne went directly to her room, and the three men returned to the billiard -room to take up the game which the Wild Duck's fluttering ap- proach had interrupted. Riddle, chalking his cue, proffered a word of advice. "Better go easy with your little jokes, Dick. Duane seems to be something' of a Turk about his wife." "How was.I to know that he'd go early -Victorian on me?" (Continued next week.) He was so self-assured, so courte- ous and good-looking! Betty's terror began to melt. "But this is my house," she stam- mered. "So I imagined, just as soon as I He smiled sadly mysteriously, and was silent. Betty knew what this meant. His family had disowned him! Obviously he came of good stock. Be was well educated. A black sheep perhaps even of noble blood! "How long have you been doing this?" she asked, Actually, she smil- ed at this burglar! But she knew he was not as other burglars. "This is the first time," he said. "And it must be the last," said Bet- ty, firmly. He rose and came, very gently, towards her. He lifted her hand in his. Betty sat as in a dream, he bent over her hand and just brush- ed with his lips. "If you say so, oh, beautiful lady, it will be the last time," he murmur- ed. "Promise to give me of your strength and aid, and I promise that never again shall I attempt this. I feel that you can help me -- no one has ever helped me before." " Tears started to Betty's eyes. "I will help you," she said, simply. "I will give you something to eat now, and then some money so that you can find a bed somewhere. Then you must try to find work. Perhaps my father can help you. She rose briskly and went to the larder. She placed bread and butter upon the table. Poor fellow! Perhaps she would be the means of helping him to a new life, a brilliant career. And Betty's dream sped into the fu- ture. She brought out the cold mut- (Continued on page 3) NEXT YEAR'S MOTOR PLATES Ontario's motor plates for 1935 will be 'black on orange, as in previous alternate • years. Many of the pro- vinces and neighboring states areal- ternating two distinctive colors in- stead of running through the rainbow colors. Black on white one year, and black, on orange the next has been the rule in Ontario for several years. Michigan alternates with' us; when Ontario uses white plates, Michigan displays" orange, changing the next year. Ontario markers and highway signs of all kinds are :made in one of the departments at the Ontario Re- formatery at Guelph. WASN'T `TOO HOPEFUL Johnny, ten years old, applied for a job as grocery boy. for the summer. The grocer wanted a serious-minded youth, so he put Johnny to a little test. 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