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EL T.RA}CE
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eurance Agent. Representing 14 Fire
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tares Examined . and Glasses Fitted
DR. E. A. McINTXRE
DENTIST
Office over Canadian National
Express, Clinton, Ont.
Phone, Office, 21; House, 811.
SYNOPSIS
Ellen Church, 17 years . old, finds
herself alone in the world with her
artist mother's last warning ringing
in her ears, to "love lightly." -;of the
world she knew little. All her life
she had lived alone with her mother
in an old brown house in a small rur-
al community. All her life, first as a
new baby, then a bubbling child, then
a charming young girl . , she had
posed for her talented mother who
sold her magazine cover painting
through an art agent in the city , . -
Mrs. 'Church's broken life . . . the
unfaithful husband, his disappearance
... and after seventeen years of sil-
ence announcement of his death was
at last disclosed to Ellen: The news
of the husband's death killed Mrs.
Church....' Ellen, alone. turned to
the only contact she knew, the art
agent in New York. Posing, year. of
posing, was her only talent so she
was introduced to two leading ar-
tists, Dick Alven and Sandy Macin-
tosh. Both used her as a model and
both fell in love with her . . but El-
len, trying to follow the warped whit.
osophy of her mother to "Iove light-
ly" resists the thought of love. Her
circle of friends is small, artists and
DR. F. A. AXON.
Dentist
'Graduate of C.C,D.S., Chicago and
11.0.D.S., Toronto,
Crown and plate work a specialty.
'Phone 185, Clinton, Ont. 19-4-34.
ID, 1cI.
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
ingward. • Tony was kissing her; she
was kissing him,
The Sans Souci should have been
as gay as the Six Arts Ball, but it
wasn't. It was a dark little place
with only an aura of expense to keep
it from artier dinginess. !.'here ;vas a
cleated space for dancing.
"At that," said Gay, "I think we'd
have had more fun back in Dick's
studio," Sandy was at the counter,
ordering something. Tony had said:
ion was beginning to play. Isis music,
wasn't dim; it was strange, passion-
ate, throbbing music. It didn't belong
in the heart of an accordion—or in.
a speakeasy. It made tears rush, un-
bidden, to Ellen's eyes.
Jane was over at the wooden coun
Ler, vow. Laughing with Sandy — a
high;: unnatural laugh: Dick was at
the bar, too.
Tony's arm was around Ellen's
waist.
"It was a waitz last night," -he said
"remember?" And then, "May I have
this dance, Mrs. Brander?"
They danced, their bodies close to-
gether, their hearts throbbing in time
to the strange music. It wasn't fair-
-the music did things to one; it made
forgetting a. matter of course! Ellen
felt that nothing, exactly,' was fair.
Why hadn't she been born like Jane
—of normal, happy parents, who liv-
ed t
ived. together in a house and had a but-
ler? Parents who wouldn't have died
apart tragically.'
"Have everything your own way,
the house is ours, tonight!" Gay had
her arm around. Sandy's neck. Claire
was talking with a group of men, men
who had arrived with Gay.
"Tony," called Ellen, "Tony! I've
never had a drink in my life. May I,
tonight, have champagne "
"It's illegal, drinking," said Claire,
shortly, as she moved away.
"Myself," said Tony, and he was
looking straight into her eyes, "I
don't need champagne, darling — not
tonight. Do you? Let the others
get lit, if they must. It's our wed-
ding party—our—your and mine!"
With a little nestling movement;
Ellen was cuddled against Tony's
two or three girl models. Ellen at- side. No, she didn't need champagne
tends a ball with Sandy. While dant- -Tony was right. She was intoxi-
ing a tall young pian claimed her and
romance is born. A ride in the park,
proposal, the next day marriage to
Tony, and wealth. But she'd "Love
Lightly," .Ellen told herself. She'd
never Iet him know how desperately
she loved him, even though she were
his wife.
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Ellen found that the hatred of the
massed friends was concentrating up-
on this unknown person who bore the
label, not the name, of Jane.
Hewas talking to someone else.
"The Sans Souci," he was saying.
"Oh, as soon as you can make it.
Don't dress.. No, of course; I'm not.
kidding. Call up Jane, herself, if you
don't believe me. It's 'someone you
don't know! Someone you never
heard of . , .'
Ellen was leaning against the
screen.
Claire hadn't a right, but she ask-
ed questions anyway. For once Ellen
was grateful to Claire for an intru-
sion.
"Who is this Jane person?" asked
Claire. "Why don't you ask her to
the party? Seems as if she's got a
real reason for wanting to meet El-
len,"
Tony's tone, filled with the excite-
ments of news -spreading, answered,
"Jane's a girl I've known all my life,"
he said. "We've always gone places
together - our families were friends.
Yes, you're right, she should be ask-
ed. I'll call her...
DOUGLAS R. NAIRN
Barrister. Solicitor and Notary Public
ISAAC STREET, CLINTON
+Office Hours: Mondays, Wednesdays
and Fridays—'10 a.m. to 5 p.m,.
Phone 115 8-39.
cated on a sort of ethereal cham-
pagne. '
"It's aur--" she began.
There was a sound of battering
against the outer door, of fists beat-
ing against panels, of feet kicking.
His friends ... The door opened,
and they came in, and Ellen found
herself wondering how Tony could
have possibly reached so many in so
short a time. Tony rushed forward,
dragged the friends over to meet her.
Some shook her hand, some made
wisecracks. Some of them, most of
them, kissed her!
She met Toni. Tom ,had -been ani
clearly, "to modern' marriage,. The
sort' that sells, over the counter, for
so muck per square•foot. Here's to—"
Ellen was crowding forward,
(What a man has he doesn't want
-what a man lias he holds careless
ly')
"I'11 drink to that," said Ellen very,
clearly: Oh, Tony should have un-
derstood that Dick's kiss was as much
of a surprise to her, coming then, as,
it had been to him! What she didn't'
understand was that the kiss had been
in the nature of a -surprise to Dick,
too—for Dick ' was full of ,surprises'
this night. Personal ones—and im-
personal ones!
It was Jane, not Tony, who hand-
ed Ellen a glass of champagne. Ac-
ross the bubbling brim of it she look-
ed into Tony's face.
"Here's to our marriage," she said
clearly. "Here's to,the sort of mara
riiage that hasn't any ties or respon-
sibilities. Here's to our love—to the
lightest sort of love. Here's—"
(Continued Next Week)
"What are you thinking of,' breath-
ed Tony, into her ear, "sweetheart?"
Ellen knew that she should have
said the words he expected, but she
couldn't,
"My mother!" she said.
Tony might have been angry, but
he, wasn't. Instead, his lips touched
Ellen's hair as they had during their
first waltz together.
"I wish she were here, tonight," he
said. "I wish nine were here, too.
We'll tell each other about our mo-
thers, won't we, dear, one day?"
It was his sweetness that was so
disarming. That was the word —
sweetness! It made her love him
more than ever.
"Yes," Ellen breathed, "yes, Tony,
we will."
It was while Tony was talking to
Jane that Fallen came out from behind
the screen. She wanted to watch her
husband's face while he talked with
this other girl. His—
"This is Mr. Tony James. Yes, I
want to speak to Miss Jane," gave
the cue. It meant a butler, and great
familiarity with the butler. And then
his delighted, "Thank you, Jane dear?
Well,, take holdof something, and
prepare for a shock, Better sit clown.
Ready? Well, I'm .married:' And
then, after a long pause, "Oh, but I
couldn't have given you any hint, it
was so sudden." And then, "I think
you're being rotten, Jane. Of course,
not a chorus girl...."
Ellen spoke.
"Tell her, Tony," She said, and .she
didn't need the rouge now, there was
plenty of color in her face, "Tell her
it's even worse than she thinks. Tell
her I'm 'a model." ,
Tony, his brows raised, was staring
at Ellen over the top of the phone.
His voice was crisp when he spoke.
finally, into the transmitter.
"Got to go now," he said, shortly
"See you later, • girl, at the Sans
South. ,,
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tor who lives nearest the scene. Ellen.,
"Don't!" he said sharply: "Don't
act like crazy children—you're grown
up now. This is important! If you
love each other," his lips were twist-
ed; he might have been suffering,
"ancl' yen must love each other er
you wouldn't have rushed into this
marriage-lwhY, love each oter, now.
Kiss each other, .. ,"
fIe laid down the phone. Ire turn-
ed to Ellen and made comment.
"That's 'a dumb line to pull," • he
said.
"What's dumbabout it." asked El-
len hotly. "Being a model's the way
I earn my living."
"The way you `earned it," correct-
ed Tony.
"Their first quarrel," Claire said
sotto voeo, to Sandy. '
Dick was suddenly standing beside
ANADIik!
TIME TABLE
Frain will ariive at and depart from
Clinton as follows:
Buffalo and Goderich D1'.
ming East, depart, 7.08 a.m.'
'Going East depart 3.00 p.m.
racing West, depart 11.50 a.m.
titteing West, depart 9.58 pas. Tony's arms were about Ellen's,hun- 9 "Now, if it were you" her tone im-
London. Huron & Bruce : grily. She didn't care, either, at the plied that, had it been Gay, she night
;tieing North, sr. 11,34. ive.11.54 a.m. moment, that Dick had turned aside have understood.
aging Po* 3.08 p.m —that Sandy's eyes were .cast cell- The dim' little man, with the accord
"Tell 1 er it's even worse than she
thinks. Tell her I am a model."
"Say," the boy's hand, holding hers
was hot and tense, his voice had
thickened strangely. "Say, . Ellen,
let's cut away from here. They'll nev-
er miss us. We've get to get away.
I--" he was repeating himself, "I'll
never get to know you in this mad
house! Let's go away-."
Ellen, too, was repeating the action
of the night before.
"I'11 get my hat," she said: "No,
they'll not miss us."
Into the magic moment cut the
sound of Jane's voice, as cool and
frosted as the glass sire held in her
hand.
"Your friend with the beard," she
said to Ellen, "has been telling tales
out of school! ITe says you're the were asked to save packing cases
best model in the city. He says Your throughout the year, And last Christ-
mas this boy -manned toy plant, lo-
cated in a prairie town of 1500 peo-
ple, made and distributed Christmas
gifts to 1,114 kiddies, mostly on
homesteads—children who otherwise
would have been missed by Santa
Claus.
The Rosetown Scouts' output in-
cludes toy grain wagons and eleva-
tors; autos and trucks, doll cradles
and doll bedroom and diningroom fur-
niture,—even wooden tea sets, For
the cradles dolls . are supplied and
beautifully dressed by girls of the
Guides ,and C.G.I.T.
Many et the toys are of profession-
al cpsitlity, so expert have some of
the young toy makers ..become, The
bureaus have drawers, and the little
dressing tables hinged mirrors, and
chairs of the latest low -back type,
The shop is a model of mass -pro-
duction organization, At 2 p.m. a
DOINGS IN THE SCOUT
WORLD
crew of Snouts arrives and begins
cutting out forms, , At 7 o'clock" an:
assembling crew takes over, and at
9 p.m. Rover Scouts report and apply
the finishing touches of varnish and
paint, Before they leave a hundred'
or more additional brightly -coloured.
joy -making gifts are on the drying
racks, practically ready for Santa.
Claus' sack.
These lads should make good citi-
zens of the kind who can think of'.
"tbe other fellow"
Things Happen on Trains
By Franklin Snow
in Tha Canadian National Magazine
"What time does the nine o'clock
train leave for Toronto?"
"What trach will the train that
comes in on this track ,be on when it
arrives?"
"Is the next train in yet?"
Next time you feel that an infor-
Nothing Wrong Hare For Price
Spread Commission
A highly efficient woodworking
plant located on the prairie, where
wood doesn't grow, and operating
with complete disregard for profit
and loss, probably is unique. Such
a manufacturing establishment is the
Boy Scout Toy Shop at Rosetown,
Sask., one of the coast-to-coast chain
of 175 toy repair shops that Boy
Scouts are this year operating for
Santa Claus.
Four Christmases ago, when the
Rosetown supply of repairable dis-
carded playthings gave out, Scout-
master J. K. Horne suggested to his
boys that they manufacture toys.
Tools, a band -saw, a lathe and oth-
er machinery were acquired, and for
working material the local merchants
the truth were known, were largely
at fault themselves but whose diffi-
culties are straightened out for them.
Take the woman with the baby a-•
hove_ mentioned. Blithely she drove
down to a certain station to see some
friends off for Chicago. Of course
she wanted to see just where they
were going to be located in the train,
and the railroad graciously permit-
mation clerk or a gateman at one of ted her to accompany her friends
the great railway terminals does not
appear to regard you as the most im-
portant person he has encountered all
day,`pause a moment to consider his
trials and tribulations. Also analyze
your own question to determine if it
is any more cohesively framed than
the above inquiries, which are daily
occurrences at various stations,
legs will be a great toss to the pro-
fession, now that you're wearing a
ball and chain!"
Ellen wanted to sob 'aloud. She
felt a flush rising up over her chin.
But she didn't sob she said, instead,
"I'm not so sure that my legs live
up to the advertising. But I ant sure
that they'll not be.lost to art. Tony
has said that he doesn't care if I go
on with my work."
"Of course," Jane's voice held a
tinkle of laughter; it, too, was like
the tinkle of ice in the glass, "if Tony
doesn't care -but I would have ex-
neeted him to be against that sort of
thing. Have you been in the peace -
aeon—" said Jone, "long?"
"I posed," Ellen said, "for the first
time, nide, on a fur rug. When I
was almost a month old!"
Claire had sauntered over. Her
eyes were on Dick.
"Honey," she drawled, annoyingly,
"it's not your fight. Come away with
Mama."
Jane's eyebrows went up in a dark,
straight line,
"It's nota fight at all," she said,
"Really, you've so quaint -ill of you,
I've never seen eo many chips on so
many shoulders. Tony, come over to
A tsble with me. I want another
drink. We'll have champagne togeth-
er. It'll be a stirrup -cup!" Her tone
said.
"You and I, we don't belong here—
theSe people are aliens. They aren't
our people!"
Jane's tone spoke plainly, so did
hot. handl on Tony's arm. Tony had
to go. IIe didn't want to go, but
how was Ellen to know that?
"I want champagne, too," said El-
len, turning to Dick. "I'm a mar-
ried woman, now—" Her bravado was
piteous:
Dick looked at her whitely.
"Oh, God!" he said as swiftly, fran-
tically, desperately, he bent above
her.
"Oh, ,God," he said again as he
kissed her quivering mouth,
All American halfback only the year
before. She met Herb—whose face
was so familiar that she knew she
had seen it in many a roto section.
She met the dark, chubby young wo-
man whom Herb introduced as his
"wop wife." She met Margie as
smart of looks, but not of brain, as
Claire. She islet Maris and Jim and
Hilda. She met a score of others.
And then she met --Jane.
Jane was tall where Ellen was
short. She was long of hand and foot
taristocratically long; whereas El-
Ion's hands and feet were childlike.
Jane wore a straight dress of white
satin, with long sleeves' that anise
down in points over her hands, and
on one of her hands she wore a great
pearl. She had a little white velvet
jacket slung over her arm. She looks
ed like the .bride -=not Ellen. Ellen
looked like a bride's kid sister.
Tony said, and there was only the
merest trace of self-consciousness fn
his voice.
"This is my wife, Jane.This is
Ellen."
And Ellen found that she was'shak-
ing hands with Jane. Jane's hand was
Very cold as it touched her own, but
not so cold as Jane's voice.
"She's very pretty," said Jane, and
Ellen might, Mese been a child whom.
she was discussing, "very pretty. But
I wouldn't have expected you to fall
for the type, Tony!"
Gay had edged close. Gay had de-
serted Sandy, had already annexed
Toin, the ex -halfback. She seemed
even more diminutive than ever a-
gainst his bulk. -
"Sure, she's pretty,". agreed Gay
rudely,"So'm I. So are you. And
we all talk, too, and eat, and not one
of ne is deaf and dumb!"
"Gay," murmured Ellen, "don't."
But ,lane was laughing.
"You're amusing," she said to Gay.
If railroad employees` could, in turn,
ask a query of their public, it probab-
ly would be: "Why do people who
'appear sensible and rational ordinar-
ily, ask the silliest questions in'a rail-
road station and then register indig-
nation when we have to ask them ex-
actly what they mean?"
through the gate. Meanwhile, baby
slept unconcernedly in an automobile
parked outside the station. The pas-
sengers climbed aboard the train and
the visitor followed them to their
compartment.
A little gossip, a bit of "kidding"
as to what not to do at the World's
Fair, good-byes were said and mother
glanced out the window to find toher
dismay that the train was bowling a-
long smoothly through the yards.
So smoothly had the engineer start-
ed
the train that the lady had, not
felt it roll out of the station. Rush-
ing to the vestibule she met the con-
ductor and demanded to be let off at
once. "But, Madam," he replied, "I
couldn't set you off here. You'd be
hurt walking back over these switch-
es to the station and then we'd he
sued for negligence,"
"i don't caro," she cried almost in
a frenzy. "My baby is asleep in a
car outside your station and. I've got
to get back."
Things which happen in and about
railroad trains are as inexplicable to
the men who operate trains as to
those who observe. That a mother
could forget her baby and automobile;
that a man could check several hum
died dollars in his trunk and then ac-
cuse the train crew of having robbed
him when he could not find it in his
pocket; that a -woman would travel
across the continent with less than
eight dollars on her personwell, you
and I, sitting quietly at home, or
reading' this, perchance, as our sleep-
ing cards whisked over the raile may
be unable to comprehend how there
can be such unusual people in the
world. But be careful, for the per-
son across the aisle may, even now
be engaged in some situation of • a
nature as new and novel to the train -
crew as those which crop up on every
run.
Fortunately, most train conductors
are diplomats. "Fortunately" is us-
ed advisedly, applying to the travel-
ler, the railroad company and the
conductor himself. If they were not,
all concerned would be in a peck of
trouble every day and the railroad
would be reviled by many who, it
Sympathetic though the conducted
was, the train by now was some two
miles out of the station and the only
thing he could do was to take her
through to the next scheduled stop,
and allow her to take another train
back. Whether baby was still sleep-
ing when mother finally got back, and
denounced railroads forever after, or
came to the conclusion that this seem-
ingly arbitrary action in refusing to
set her out in the freight yerds, with
dusk approaching, was really for her
own good can never be told. The ag-
onizing thing about these incidents is
that the final chapter in them is sel-
dom learned by the railroad men. All
they know is what occurs; they never
read the conclusion.
Somewhat more fortunate were five
(Continued on page 3)
It was strange that the whole room
should have stood still as Dick kiss-
ed Ellen, for the ;whole doom had
been preoccupied before, utterly ab
sorbed in its own varying devices. It
was all very rstrange, indeed. But the
strangest part of it all was the way
in which Tony took it• -for he didn't
say anything. He' just looked at El-
len, and then he turned to one of the.
waiters, who hovered near.
"Champagne," he said to the wait-
er. "It's an occasion. Champagne for
everybody!"
Ellen,' with her desperate little
hands clasped together was utterly
grateful that at least he and Jane
weren't drinking alone. But her grat-
itude was short lived, for—
"We'll drink together, to mar-
riage, Tony. added, "to successful,.
part-time marriage!"
The champagne was brought out,
in, green, icy bottles, . It was poured
into glasses that were fat at the top'
and slim at the bettom. The crowd—
Ellen's crowd, Tony's crowd --came.
jamming forward., And Tony, raising
his glace, very high, made a toast.
"Here's to marriage," said Tony
INVI
TI
Many a non -advertising retailer keeps back
from advertising just because he feels that it is nec-
essary to advertise in a big way and because he is
not ready to advertise in a big way. To keep back
from our newspaper until you are ready to use big
space is just as foolish as would be keeping a child
out of school until it had the ability to pass its ma-
triculation examination. Beginners in every form
of enterprise need to go warily; until experience
and practice and growing ability warrant them to
attempt larger things, they should proceed cautious-
ly.
It will pay some retailers to use classified ad-
vertisements and small spaces of 2 and 3 inches.
These little advertisements will surely get seen and
read by newspaper readers. Make small advertise-
ments offer special merchandise. Change them fre-
quently. A quick succession of little advertisments,
everyone of which is alive, will of a certainty effect
sales ---will attract new customers. The thing to be
frightened of is dumbness: a retail store which does
not talk to the public by means, of newspaper adver-
tisements misses a lot of business. The public goes
where it is invited to go.
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