The Wingham Advance Times, 1934-10-18, Page 6.AG
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Ellen. Church' was ,posing for her cloth that held vivid reminders of
many another brush. Her gesture
meant that posing for this day was
over, "Ellen knew that her own per-
sistence had made the work stop so
abruptly, and she was sorry. For win-
ter was near. Beside the bread and
butter, there was a department store
bill. Ellen was sorry—and yet she
was so weary of evasions, of being
put off!
"Not me, Mother!" she insisted.
"But, of course, I love you lightly,"
she said, with an aching sort of force
and butter for next'manth. And per -!ed gayety. "You ought to know that!
1brush on a dingy cotton Cloth a
another. . Posing — .a slim, wistful
figure—against the dying glory of the
autumn garden. Her slender, seven-
teen -year-old arms were outflung to
the gold and crimson of the falling
leaves,
Her mother' said suddenly—
'Get a little more limber, Ellen.
You're tightening up. Remember that
you're the spirit of youth, just now,
and loveliness, and new dreams. Re-
member that you're a magazine cove
,er! Remember that you're our bread
haps," her mother sighed, "for the If 1 loved you any other way, I'd
month after, and the month after
that !"
Ellen flexed her stiffening fingers
spoil you. And even you, Ellen, nest
admit that I don't spoil you. Do I
ever give you new hats for Easter? Or
and dragged her eyes away from the seed pearls' fur Christmas? Have I
ever, even once, taken you to the
land into which they had been peer- Cityr kiave you even seen a skyscrap-
ng. Ellen obediently let herself go
limp, inside as well as outside. She er, or a hotel—or even a tea shop?
Have you—"
wasn't self-conscious about it, not El-
len. All of her life, you see, she had
been posing for her mother. As a
new baby, round and rosy and naked,
in the spring sunshine. As a wee tot,
in rompers making mud pies that
would be transplanted to canvas. As
a child of seven, reading from a green
andd silver story book. As an older
child, sewing a long, tiresome seam.
Oh, Ellen was used to posing -it was
icer' life!
$bt answered, now, in kind. Ans-
xvered with' a question.
"`And jam?" asked Ellen, idly.
Ellen's mother squinted at her, ov-
er the smudged top of the canvas.
And, squinting, brushed the fluff of
white hair away from her brow. As
far back as Ellen could remember,
her mother's hair had been white.
"But certainly jam!" answered the
mother. And smiled with a sudden
brightness that made Ellen's breath
catch in her throat that made her
speak swiftly, despite the catching
`breath. It was almost as if the smile
needed an answer.
"Oh, Mother," she said, and the
words came:from the depths of a wor-
shipful young heart, "I love you! I
ver "Men, Ellen, lige glamor" 1 warned. Mrs, Church,
Jove y,o .u y tau h, ery much, in- . --nen
en
deed!" quivered very 1rl.neEj, XII el the Batt- and convention — learning their own
,k `Trig musrt't, Ellen ,°i said the mo- Viler had been drained from it. lessons of Iife from trees and flowers.
ther,. "love me so much, I mean. Love "But, my darling," she said, "of
—don't ever be intense about it, child. course, I don't love you lightly! I
Love, if you must at all, lightly! Giv- love you so much, whether you're des-
ing nothing. Taking all that's offered perately ill or annoyingly well, that
but — expecting nothing..." it hurts! I didn't want to love you
Ellen's young eyes were searching, so — why, there were times when I
keen. No longer were they Lost in a didn't even want you! For I knew
far place of dreams. that you'd get me, that I'd never be
"it's what you always say about free, or myself, as long as I cared for
love," she told her mother. "It's what someone. Your father taught me
Yon always say When I was a child," that. I loved him, too, so much that
(Ah, the quaint sophistication of sev- it hurt so much that it still hurts!"
enteen.' "it didn't seem to mean any- Rapidly she was gathering up the
thing. But now that I'm grown up— twisted tubes of paint, the canvas --
well, it's strange that you should talk all of the paraphernalia of her trade.
so. Because you don't love that way ""I wish," said Ellen, "that you'd
yourself. Lightly, I mean." tell me about father. After all, he
With a small gesture of finality, the belonged to me, sort of, too; although
woman at the easel was wiping a I never saw him. I can't help wond-
"How about the time, a year ago,
when I had typhoid—and the doctor
said I mightn't live?"
ElIen's mother was Iooking up
swiftly, through tears . Her voice
ering why you always say such queer
things'aboiit him."
Great tears had begun to %vett in
her mother's eyes, to roll down her
cheeks,
".I always knew," said her mother,
"that it would have to come, some
time, You can't keep everything shut
away, no matter how hard you. try!
But I. couldn't Dope to'shield you
from everything forever—some day
something would come up! Perhaps
it's better, after all, that you should
hear my story from me,","
Ellen lead crept close. She didn't
slieak, but her mind, following her
mother's voice, made pictures , .
Pictures drawn from her lonely
childhood, from the years which she
had lived with her mother in the
brown house that lay bade of the gar-
den '- years that had been broken on-
ly by business letters and the rare vis-
its of the art agent, who sold her mo-
ther's work in the city. Their very
clothes had been chosen, wholly, from
department store catalogues!
Once a week, always, Ellen and her
mother had walked the two miles to
the village and ordered their supplies.
And Ellen stared at the village girls
—and was stared at by the village
boys—while her mother exchanged
conversation with the storekeeper
about her garden and the weather. A
certain aged Iaborer came up to the
brown house when there was hard
work to be done. He reported, back
in the village, that he thought the ar-
tist lady was queer.
Perhaps, in a way, he had reason
to think so. Certainly Ellen and her
mother were hermits, defying custom
LONDONERS DINED AT HOLLYWOOD CLUB
Lady Marguerite Strickland of Lori.,
•tic i, Claud Strickland, and Anna May
Wong, beautiftt:l screen star, were
photograp
a smart Hollywood club.
Gently while guests
But Ellen, even with a lack of preach-
ing, knew about an unpagan God. Did-
n't God make, said her mother, the
only dependable thing in the world,
Beauty? And Ellen knew of the
Christ who had played—perhaps, also,
a solitary child—on the shores of a
blue sea, and who had prayed in a
garden (was it like their garden, she
wondered?) and who had died on a
cross.
"Think of Him," her mother had
once said, "whenever you feel that
you want to see, to love, people. He,
Ellen, was love. He loved all of the
people of the world. And people, El-
len, nailed His hands, and His feet
to a wooden cross!"
The h
se were t e pictures that Ellen
saw as she crouched beside her mo-
ther, in the'fading garden.
"I've had my fill of cities," her mo-
ther was saying. "That's why I nev-
er left this place, not since your fa-
ther brought me here more than twen-
ty years ago . , . That's why I've kept
you here, too. Don't think I was un-
conscious of what you were missing
—I knew! But when I told myself
that you needed boarding schools. and
beaux and fun and gayety, :I told my-
self also that you didn't know you
were needing them. .. , . I told my-
self that I'd rather have you sitting
on a window -sill, separated from the
world by bars, than a part of the
crowd outside of the window! As
long as you sat on the sill, I told my-
self, you couldn't be jostled: too much.
Jostling hurts, . .
"I was once entirely a product of
the city," Ellen's band, creeping up,
found her mother's hand, "I was go-
ing to art school, studying to be a
portrait painter, when I inet your fa-
ther. After that my plans were all
different! 'I met him at one of the
student dances (I don't know yet how
he happened to be there), and we
were both in costume. He was a cav-
alier, and I had a tiny wreath of moss
rose -buds in my hair . . We *-- we
weren't even introduced. He just
came up," the mother's eyes' had a
listening look, "`and took rrie in his
arms, and • 1,;7e danced away. It was a
waltz, the Blue Danube, At the end
of the waltz he—kissed me. At the
end of a week we were married,"
A. leaf fluttered clown froth one of
the autumn. trees. Her mother went
on,
"At first,". she•said, "we were ever
so happy, • your father acid. I. Although
Thor') y'► .Octabe l t ll, 1934
I had to give up my 'paieting (your
father didn't approve of Women 'hav-
ing careers), I was 'far too much in
love to argue the matter. We lived
in a little apartment, and your fettle
went every day to his office. I`didn
knowwhat he did in that office -h
resented my questioning, somehow
But I did know that his income seen
ed to grow more and more inadequat
—and that, at the same time, he seeni,-
ed to grow more and more restless.
tried so hard," the steady voice brok
at last, "to hold his interest! But
suppose I was different than I ha
been in a pink gown, waltzing! Men
Ellen, like glamour. ,
"It's a long story. °I won't telt it
td you, all. Only, after ten years o
scrimping and economizing, your' fa
titer suddenly bought this place an.
brought me. here to live.... He didn'
ever stay here, very much, himself
It seemed almost logical to n1
that he shouldn't, for I could under
stand that his business would' mak
staying in the city necessary! I love
him so greatly," 'Ellen's mother wa
fighting for self-control, "that `1 nat
urally trusted him. But I was ver
lonely—so lonely that Iactually he
to do something..The place is solat
ed now, it was far more isolated when
I first came here to live. I had no
neighbors—and you can'tiniagine how
I needed some sort of companionship!
And so I turned to gardening, and out
of the gardening grew my desire to
be an artist, once more. .
"I made my pictures, at first, Ellen,
with a rake and a hoe and a packet
of seeds. I built the glory of blos-
soming things all around this house
in which we live. And at last when
my garden was flourishing, I got out
an old color box, and dusted it, and
began to make sketches. I hadn't a
thought of doing anything commerc-
ial—that all came after your father's
going, when I found that I must earn
our livelihood. At the beginning I
just made pictures for companionship.
They were pretty too—but they had
an emptiness about them. I guess
that's why God sent you to me, child.
He knew I needed something alive
and cuddly to make my garden per-
ect!
"Oh, Ellen," the fingers that the
irl held were returning her pressure
iercely, "I'd given up all idea of have
ng a baby, ages before you came to
me! I'd had ten lonely years in the
ity, and five lonlier years out here,
efore I knew that you were coming.
couldn't believe it, at first, It was
ust too utterly lovely, And the know -
edge held something else besides
oveliness—it brought a new hope to
e. I couldn't help feeling that it
ould make a difference in the rela-
onship between your father and my -
elf; a baby couldn't help but bring
sense of responsibility into his life.
e always liked new things , , and
here is nothing so new as a little
baby.,,.
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THE SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON
THE CHRISTIAN AT PRAYER.
Sunday, October 21.—Matt, 6:5-15;
Eph. 3:14-21,
Golden Text.
Continuing instant in prayer. (Rom.
12;12.)
Prayer is talking with God. It is
communion and fellowship with God;
and this means letting God speak to
us. Prayer includes, worship, adora-
tion, praise, thanksgiving. It includes
also petition and intercession; that is
asking God to meet our own needs,
and the needs of others.
Those who know the Bible best can
pray best, for the Bible is the great
Guide ]3ook in prayer.
There is a great deal of "praying"
which is not prayer at all. ]'he Lord
warned against this sort of counter-
feit praying. "When thou prayest,"
he said, "thou shalt not be as the
hypocrites are: for they love to pray
standing in the synagogues and in the
corners of the streets, that they, may
be seen of men, Verily, I say unto
you, They have their reward." That
is, as a commentator points out, they
have the reward' that they were after
—the admiration of certain men. Their
prayers reach the eyes, and ears of.
men, but they cannot reach God.
In contrast, the. Lord describes time
prayer, when onewith draws from the
world: "and when thou hast shut thy
door, pray to the Father which is in
secret; and thy rather which seeth
in secret shall reward thee openly."
.True prayer is not for an audience of
bearers (though there can be, of
' course, true prayer offered in public),
but is a matter between the one who
prays and the only one who can an-
swer true prayer, God Himself. Nor
are those who pray "heard for their
much speaking," as the heathen seem
to think where they use "vain repeti-
tions," repeating, and droning and pro-.
longing their prayers, Such prayer 15
never necessary with God, "for your
F`'athet knoweth what things ye have
need of before ye ask Him."
Bait,
although God knows all thing
and knows all about our needs with
out our telling Him, He wants us t
tell I;Iini: for God has ordained th
law of prayer,
The Lord then went on to tell Hi
disciples something of What tru
prayer is, and gave them what is cont
monly called '"The Lord's Prayer,
Yet there is ,much to be learned abou-
prayer that was not given in thi
brief instruction in prayer from th
Lord at that time, We must alway.
compare Scripture with Scripture,
we would'know God's whole teachin
on any subject.
We know, for example, that "no
man cometh unto the Father, but bY
Me" (John 14:6),, and that "if ye shal
ask anything in My name, I will d0
it" (John 14:14), True prayer, there
fore, must be in the name of Christ
and can be offered only by; those who
have received Christ as Saviour re-
cognizing that there is but "one med-
iator between God and leen, the man
Christ Jesus" (I: Tim, 2:5).
True prayer, also, must be offered
in faith, for the Lord said: "What
things soever ye desire, when ye pray,
believe that ye receive them, and ye
shall have them" (Marls 11:24). But
that "whatsoever" is limited;; it does
not mean that we can ask God for
anything we may want and be sure,of
getting it. For here is another condi-
tion of answered prayer, "that if we
ask anything according to His Will,
He heareth us" (I John 5:14).
The Lord's Prayer includes:
Worship.
God's interests.
Blessing for the whole world.
Our bodily need.
Forgiveness of our sins.
Our forgiveness of others.
Our protection frons temptation
and evil.
The prayer begins with the worship
of God as the Heavenly Father, as-
cribing holiness. to Him: "Hallowed
be Thy name."
"Thy kingdom come" is a prayer
for the fulfilment of the longing of
God's heart and the establishing of
His true interests. The prayer asks
that this be done for the whole world
—"in earth, as it is in Heaven."
Have we any right to ask God fur
such trivial things as food, clothing,
money and the like? "Give us this
day our daily bread," answers this
question. The Lord assures His dis-
ciples that God is concerned about
ay to Ease",:Heada.dies.
Pair
METHOD OFTEN RELIEVES NI3URMI.G1A
AND RHEUMATIC PAINS IN MINUTES!
Remember the pictures below when
you want fast relief from pain,
Demand and get the method doc-
tors prescribe—Aspirin.
Millions have found that Aspirin
eases even a bad headache, neuritis
or rheumatic pain often ni a few
minutes!
In the stomach as in the glass
here, an Aspirin tablet starts to dis-
solve, or disintegrate, almost the
instant it touches moisture. It be-
gins "taking hold" of your pain
practically as soon as you swallow it,
Equally important, Aspirin" is
safe. For seierttitic tests show this;
Aspirin does not harm the heart.
Remember these two points:'
Aspirin Speed and Aspirin Sa etyf.
And, see that you get ASPIRIN. It
is made in Canada, and all druggists
have it. Look for the name I3ayer
in the form of 'a cross on every
Aspirin tablet,
Get tin of 12 tablets or economical
bottle of 24 or 100 at any druggist's.
Why Aspirin Works So Fasf
Drop an Aspirin
tablet in a glass of
water. Note that BE-
FORE it touches the
bottom, it disinte-
grating.
IN 2 SECONDS BY STOP WATCH What happens in these glasses
happens in your stomach—ASPI R I N
An Aspirin tablet starts to disinte- tablets start "taking hold" of pain
grate andoto work. few g min Utes after taking.
When in Pain Remember These Pictures
-- ASPIRIN DOES NOT HARM TEE HEART —
just such needs, as well as their spir-
itual and eternal needs. Later in this
Sermon on the Mount He says of meat
and drink and clothing that "all these
things shall be added unto you," if
"the Kingdom of God and His right-
eousness" are put first in our lives and
interests.
We all need God's forgiveness, for
"all have sinned, and come short of
the glory of God." Let us never say,
therefore, of any one who has wrong-
ed or injured us, "I will never for-
give." A forgiven sinner is in no po-
sition to withhold forgiveness from
another. God has forgiven us our
debts, if we have accepted His for-
giveness by receiving Christ as our.
Saviour; therefore we are to forgive
all others anything we may have
against them.
Protection against the countless.
temptations that beset us in this life,
and deliverance from the evil that is
on every side—God wants us to pray-
for
rayfor this, for He can protect and de-
liver as on one else can.
The prayer closes, as it began, with
worship of the mighty God to whom
all true prayer is addressed: "For -
Thine is the kingdom, the power, and
the glory for ever."
Suffers Broken Leg
Miss Lou Treleaven, Lucknow, had
the misfortune of, breaking her leg -
below the knee. Miss Treleaven was
returning home from a visit at the -
home of her nephew, Harold Treleav-
en, when in some manner she tripped'
when going down the steps resulting-
in
esultingin the unfortunate accident.
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