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The Wingham Advance Times, 1933-03-30, Page 6ii PAGE SIX Wellington Mutual Fire Insurance`' CO. Established 1.840, Risks taken on all class of irlsur anee at reaso.tiable rates. Head Office, Guelph, Ont. BNER COSENS, Agent, Wingham J. W, BUSHFIELD' 'Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc, Money to Loan Office—Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. S. HETHERINGTON BARRISTER And SOLICXTOR Office: Morton Block, Telephone No. 66. J. H, CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone Ontario Wingham DR. G. H. ROSS DENTIST Office Over Isard's Store. DR. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST — X-RAY Office, McDonald Block, Wingham. DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over J. M. McKay's Store. H. W. COLBORNE, M.D. Physician and Surgeon y g Medical Representative D. S. C. R. Successor to Dr,. W. R. 'Hambly Phon 54 Wingham DR. ROBT, C. REDMOND 1LR.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Lond.) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON THE WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated. Office adjoining residence next to Anglican Church on Centre Street. Sunday by appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Phone 272, Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 p.m.: A. R. & F. E. DUVAL Licensed Drugless Practitioners. Chiropractic and Electro Therapy. Graduates of Canadian Chiropractic College, Toronto, and National Col- lege, Chicago. Out .of town and night calls res- ponded to. All business confidential. Phone 300. J. ALVIN FOX Licensed Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC' DRUGLESS THERAPY - RADIONIC EQUIPMENT Hours by . Appointment. P Phone 191. • Wingham. THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD A thorough h knowledge of Farm Stock Phone 231, Wing ham.` It Wille Pay You to Have An EXPERT AUCTIONEER to conduct your sale. See T. R. BENNETT. At The Royal Service Station. Phone 174W. R. C. ARMSTRONG STRONG K An LIVE sToc d GENERAL AUCTIONEER Ability with special training en- able me. to give you satisfaction. Ar- rangements made with W, J. Brown, Wingham; or direct to Teeswater, • Phone 45r2-2. TH MAS E. SMALL LICENSED. AUCTIONEER 20 Years' Experience in Farm Stock and Implementer. Moderate Prices. Phone 3>1. SINGER SEWING MACHINES Needles and Repairs A. J! Walker u •i it"ulsre and: Ux dertakin; CLINOPt BARRY SYNOPSIS WhenJoyce opened her eyesone morning to see a .fruit -laden orange tree from the end of the luxurious sleeping porch where she lay in bed, she couldn't decide what had happen- ed to her, for the last, thing she re- membered was a skidding taxicab • in Chicago on a sleeting November day. And when she saw the circlet of dia- monds on her wedding finger and when a man who called her F rills came to bid her an affectionate good- bye before leaving home fora hur- ried business trip, warning her to be careful after her fall from her horse tire day before, she was even more puzzled. The gorgeous house that was evidently her home, the faint brown stains on her fingers—she bad' never smoked—and the initials on her toilet articles, F. L. P., added to her bewilderment, But -"it's heavenly," she said, "I'd be perfectly happy to spend a whole day right `here." There were also several letters ly- ing about y-ing,about in this. litter, Joyce, picking one up, glanced around at the door feeling an almost irresistible impulse to lock it before she read the letter. Then she forced herselfto remain seated. "You've a perfect right to read these letters," she said to herself out loud, "don't be a fool! Even if any one did come, I guess . , I guess I'm Mrs. Neil Packard!" Yet the uneasy feeling persisted that the girl end threes o'clock Sunday morning; This genie was a Species of follow your -leader, played in motors with no headlights, and only the usual rear lights on. The bright Moonlight was presumably responsible for the fact that there were no casualties among the players, for the driving was un doubtedly of the Meet. reckless char- acter,: and the leader led the party a merry chase over banks and side - Walks; across fields and lawns with utter disregard for the property of other people. "It is understood that the hosts of this party paid liberally for the dam- age sustained and that the platter was satisfactorily adjusted so that it will not be taken into the courts, The young woman who originated the sport and drove the leading•car is the wife of a well-known .Menzanita citizen.- Her partner in the game was a man from the same place whose. name is said to be frequently men- tioned in the same breath with hers." As Joyce finished reading, e wave of horrifed shame flooded her. "How perfectly disgusting! I suppose they ' ere all druiik as lords, ,Frills' worse than the rest. No wonder Neil is worried about `reckless stunts' I should think he might be! I'd like to know who 'C.' is and who's `Malt'? This, she thought; "is, a pleasant re velationl All the signs have pointed to Frills :being a .bit lively ,but this is a little too much." tit''"f`s II tb A -:o Joyce hung up her own receiver, breathing a sigh or relief al then y Il her escape. named Frills Packard might at any moment come in from the other room and. scornfully demand an explana- tion of her actions. "Oh, what's the matter with me? There can't be another Frills. Frills Packard is as dead now as as To ce Ashton was yesterday, She can't come in." Joyce opened the first letter reso- lutely. A newspaper clipping fell out. On the heavy, pale lavender paper with deckle edges was a short note ina sprawling feminine hand. It be- gan without any preliminaries: "It looks as if you had some party! Wish I'd been there. You might hand this clipping on to Laurine. I hear she's been trying to find out where Malt was while you were at Nita's. Watch your step, Frilly! C." Not trying to digest the meaning of this note, Joyce hastily read the newspaper clipping: "A great deal of righteous indignation is being felt among the citizens of the Valley, Road district at the actions of a cer- tain prominent society woman and, her week -end guests. When all other amusements failed., to provide the ne- cessary thrills, a new game was in- stituted carried out between two "Mrs, Packard is asleep, . sti uted d sir." "Oh, she is? Well, When she wak- es,' tell her 7. -called, And .ask her to call me, please: "Yes, sir;" Click .. click. And theft Joycehung' up her Own' receiver,', breathing a sigh of relief at her es- cape,' Hardly had she leaned back in the chair, when the bell rang again. She listened anxiously. A rather coarse feminine voice replied to the maids' Quiet- "Yes?" saying "How's Mrs. Pact and this morning, Roxie? Can I speak to her? Tell her is Kate Bel- "Sorry" Mrs. Belmain, but 1VIrs, AuerOCAS 'MY• w Packard is sleeping, and gave orders not to be disturbed." "Oh, well, I'll call again 1ter . • Say, Rorie," in a conversational tone, "wasn't she the lucky girl not to get smashed up in a fall like that? I felt sick when 'I heard about it. Didn't breaka thing, did she?" "No, ma'am, she hit her head, but I; guess it wasn't a bad blow." "Well, I'll tell the world she's lucky! Well, tell her. I called, will you, Roxie. "She seems on intimate terms' with the family,. Her voice sounds middle- aged and . fat , uncultured," thought Joyce •critically. "I .wonder. who else will call up? All I need to do to learn' who are the friends of Mr. and Mrs. Neil Packard is to sit here andlisten to the telephone con- versations! I'm finding things out: aryliow. I know now that the maid's name is Roxie and that `Mail' is Mr. Maitland and that there's a couple' named Art and Kate Belmain." She continued her explorations, which disclosed three more bedrooms each with its own bath—one decorat- ed in green, one in orchid, and one in' pale yellow. "I'm lucky there are- n't any guests in the house," she thought thankfully, finding nothing but unoccupied rooms. "Id hate to run into somebody staying right in the place. Well, I'll go back to my boudoir and see if I can dig up any more news . of what the charming Frills has been perpetrating. Wish I could discover what the date is and how long it has been since 'I ... I left Philadelphia." She sat down on the chair at the desk again and picked up one of the letters. The 'postmark on the first was too blurred to , deci her' but the decipher; second one was clearly' Stamped. .She stared at it bewildered, a sudden feel- ing of faintnessseizing 'her. "Why, I left Philadelphia in November , That means ..: Oh, it can't be pos Just then the telephone rang. There bl A 1 1 t ! VWh was an instrument on the desk, gray- enameled like the furniture, and Joyce quietly lifted off the receiver and`'lis- tened in. After 'a moment's silence, she heard the maid answeringon the instrument downstairs. A man's voice inquired, "May I speak to Mrs. Packard, please?" " Mrs. Packard gave instructions that she didn't feel up to seeing or speak- ing to anyone today." "Oh? . . Well, listen, Roxie, tell her it's Mr. Maitland, will you, . and ask her if I can't speak to her just a minute." "All right, sir." Joyce hastily but cautiously replac- ed the received and getting up, went out onto the sunny sleeping porch. in porch. In a moment she heard the woman's voice at the bedroom door; and go- ing in, listened to her message. "Just ....just tell him I—" hesitated. ",' Telt. him I'nt asleep," .. she said fi- nally, looking down at the carpet and feeling a guilty reluctance to. 'meet the maid's eye. Then, when the wo- d left, shereturned , to the desk telephone and listened again, si e. pri —neary wo years ere have I been all that time? Oh, I can't understand it, it frightens me. , . . I don't likes it .. Oh dear . . Oh dear . , " Suddenly her overwrought nerves gave. way, and slipping to her knees. in front of, the couch, Joyce buried her face in her arms and began"to sob desperately, terror and loneliness possessing her entirely. When Joyce' awoke, she lay for some moments collecting her vague thoughts.' So it- had not been a dream. It was •something actual and inescapable which she had to face. She satup on the couch,wide aw- ake now; and soberly tried to decide what to do next. 'As she stared about the room, she realized that the sun was no g loner shiningin. How long g had she slept? There was no clock in the room. She remembered hav- ing seen, however, among the con- tents of the blue leather case 'on the dressing , table' a small diamond -set wrist watch. Returning to the bed- room, she caught sight of herself in the Inireor. Her dress was badly rumpled, her hair stood up • in curly confusion and her face was streaked from the tearsahe shed, Four o'clock, "Phew, what a long nap! I feel ;a lot better, anyhow. I wonder if anyone else called up. Oh dear, :that Belmain woman said they were coming` over this afternoon. They'll probably be here 'soon, I think I'll put on a different dress and seeif I can get anything to eat, I'm perishing with thirst, too." She pulled the crumpled dress aver her head and went to the closet door to pick out something else to wear, when; suddenly, she heard voices downstairs. Stopping short, she tip - iced :over to the door which stood ajar. She could hear a woman speak- ing. "Well, I'm glad she's been able to sleep,Roxie . , , No, I'll just run up thyself, She'll want to see me, if she's awake; of course . , , I just want to findi out how she is and if I can do anything for her , Did you say she'd had anything to eat today?"' That must be ` Lattrinel The voice moved nearer as if its owner were approaching the stairs. Joyce, in a panic, looked wildly about for some escape. Couldn't she have one day to, herself? She thought of locking the door. Then, afraid to delay an- other second, she dashed out to the sleeping porch, pulled down the cov- ers of the neatly -made bed, and slid between the sheets. With thumping heart she half -buried her face in the pillow, shut her eyes tightly and tried to compose herself into a state where she could breathe quietly. - Firm steps sounded approaching the door, and a voice said, "Frills? Where are. you? Oh!" The voice trailed off into a soft murmur as the speaker evidently discovered. the sleeping form in the bed. The caller stood quietlyby the bed- side for such a long time that Joyce grew nervous. Why didn't the woman go away? Couldn't she. see that Frills w✓.s asleep?. Or did she guess that she was shamming? Just as she felt that she could not stand it a minutelonger, and must either giggle or choke, she heard her unseen caller depart. "Thank goodness! , . My, I'm roasted!" She threw off the covers and ;got up cautiously, creeping into the room to listen to what happened downstairs. She heard the same voice speaking but could not distinguish the. words. Finally, however, the front door opened` and closed. So rested and so much more confi- dent did she find herself thatshe de- cided to go - downstairs, risking the meeting with any callers who might appear. Roxie was by one of the windows* reading a newspaper. Seeing, Joyce, she stood up. "I slept loner than I expected to'" P g P , said Joyce, "and I'm sort of hungry," she said, finding it impossible not to slip into a conciliatory tone and atti- tude. "Is there something to eat I could have, I -wonder?' "Why, of course, ma'am," replied Roxie promptly, "would you like a reghiar lunch or just tea?" "Tea, please." The very thought was luxurious. "Certainly, ma'am. Would you like sandwiches with it, or just cake?" "Oh, sandwiches, pease. I'm so hungry. And. I wonder if • , she went on, uncomfortably convinced that Frills never asked for anything• in this apologetic fashion, "—er—I'd like some orange juice to drink, too." "Yes, ma'am. Will you have it out on theterrace or up in your room?" Joyce decidedly hastily that she would take a chance. "On the terrace please." .She enjoyed the food 'almost more than her breakfast, reflecting'with half -ashamed amusement that her ap- petite was good in spite of the shock of awaking to find' herself Mrs. Neil Packard! Ought any, one in her ter- rible predicament ' enjoy food so en- thusiastically? Sheas sdraining, the last drop w justb of orange juice and wishing regret- fully that she had more, when a man's vale t the doorway.startled her so, she nearly dropped the glass. Thursday, March 30th, 1933'' GI The agonizing aches frown neuralgia can be quieted in the same way you would end a headache. Take some Aspirin. Take, enough to bring complete relief. Genuine Aspirin can't hurt anybody. Men and women with rheumatism will find the same wonderful comfort' in these tablets. They aren't just for headaches or colds! Read the proven directions covering a dozen other' uses; neuritis, sciatica; lumbago; muscular pains. Cold, damp days which penetrate to the very bones have lost their terror for those who carry Aspirin! All druggists. TRADE -MARK REG. EN CANADA :"My Lord, Frills, since when have you taken to drinking orange juice?" A. man crossed the 'terrace with quick steps, sat down on a chair close beside her and leaning forward look- ed ather with an expression of live- ly pconcern. "Did I startle you? Sorry! I guess, your nerves are jumpy` after what happened. How do you feel, sweet- heart. Joyce had been completely taken by surprise, and, in her condition of. excited apprehension, his entrance upset her so thoroughly that she could scarcely speak. (Continued Next Week) A HEALTH SERVICE OF THE CANADIAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION AND LIFE INSURANCE COMPANIES ' IN, CANADA HEALTH : IN THE COUNTRY "Get out into 'the, country" is ad- vice that is frequently given to city dwellers who are not enjoying good health. There is a popular idea that health is to be found in country air and country food. Those who live in the country are generally of the opinion that they are living under healthier conditions than those who make their homes in the larger centres of population. The facts of the case are found to be the reverse of the popular idea. The explanation for ' this is to be found in the measures the cities and towns have taken to protect their res- idents against disease. They have taken advantage of each new discov- ery, and they have secured for them- selves, among other=things, safe wat- er and and safe milk suRplies. Milk or water may become contam- inated with disease germs and so Spread . disease. It makes no differ- ence whether such contaminated milk or water is used in the city or in the country; it will cause disease just. as readily in one, place as in the other. In order to prevent disease, cities do, as a rule, require that their milk, which comes from farms in the cotta= try, be pasteurized to make it safe, if the pasteurized milk is not safe for use in the city, it is equally dan- gerous to use unpasteurized milk in the country. Water supplies in the cities are us- ually filtered or chlorinated, or both, in order to make them safe. The water from the well ' in the country is seldom examined to see if • it is safe. Too often it is said or thought that it must be all right because it is, clear and cold and because' it has- been used for such a long time with- out ill effects. The reports of cases and deaths, from those diseases that are common ly spread by water and" milk• ' now - show a higher rate for the country than for the city. This condition will continue until those' who live in the. country come to realize that it is ne- cessary for their own protection to secure safe water and pure milk. Water and ' milk should be used freely by everyone, but in giving such advice, it is presumed that the water•, and milk are safe. Obviously no one would recommend their use unless sure of their purity. Because they should be used, it is essential that a safe supply be always available. There is no reason why every country home should not have safe water and safe milk. Questionsconcerning Health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, • 184 College St., Toronto,. will be answered personally by letter. She woke up in the early hours of- the morning and nudged her sleep- ing husband. ; "Jack," she said in a hoarse whis- per, "Jack, wake,: up! There's a mouse in the bedroom!", Hubby unwillingly sat up. "Well, what about; it?" he groaned. • "I can hear it squeaking," she said';. fearfully. "Well, d'you want me to get out - aid oil it, or something?" he snapped.. Sandy Fame home looking down in the mouth, "What's wrong?" asked his wife. • "Aren't 'we about the most unlucky family in the wurrld?" replied the Scot. ". I don't understand ye," replied his spouse, looking rather puzzled. "There's a chemist in the toon sell in' hits medicines at half-price, and here are we a just back from holiday and all in the best •of health!" Sandy explained. THE FAMILY NEXT DOOR Fools , !, .. and Fci,olsil 111 I 'kc -r, Buz '?i\ Gl3NNA rr c oys.t. 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