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The Wingham Advance Times, 1932-06-30, Page 6PAGE SIX The xiigham Advance -Times Wingham, Ontario. Wellington. Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840 Risks taken on all class of insur- ance at reasonable rates. Head Office, Guelph, On Wingham .*i,BNER COSENS, Agent, J. W. DODD Remo doors south of Field's Butcher shop. litIRE, LIFE, .ACCIDENT AND HEALTH INSURANCE AND REAL ESTATE Ise O. Box 366 Phone 46 i'VINGHAM, ONTARIO J. W. BHSHFIELD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Money to Loan Office—Meyer Block, Wingham Successor to Dudley Holmes R. S. HETHERINGTON BARRISTER And SOLICITOR Office: Morton Block. Telephone 1W. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone Wingham _ , Ontario DR. G. H. ROSS 1.5"Ii't 'w,, DENTIST .a.: AJ ."" Office Over Isard's Store H. W. COLBORNE, M.D. Physician and Surgeon Medical Representative D. S. C. R. Successor to Dr. W. R. Hambly Phone 54 Wingham DR. ROBT. C. REDMOND M.R.C.S. (ENG.) L.R.C.P. (Load.) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON DR. G. W. HOWSON DENTIST Office over John Galbraith's Store. F. A. PARKER OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated Office adjoining residence pleat to x(nglican Church on Centre Street. . Sundays by appointment. Osteopathy Electricity Phone 272. Hours, 9 a.m. to 8 a.m. A. R. & F. E. DUVAL 'Licensed Diuglese 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. Licensed Drugless Practitioner CHIROPRACTIC - DRUGLESS THERAPY - RADIONIC EQUIPMENT Hours by Appointment. Phone 191. J. ALVIN FOX Wingham. J. D. McEWEN LICENSED AUCTIONEER Phone 602r14. Sales of Farm Stock and Imple- ments, Real Estate, etc., conducted with satisfaction and at moderate charges, THOMAS FELLS AUCTIONEER REAL ESTATE SOLD !A thorough knowledge of Farm Stock Phone 231, Wingham 'CHARD B. JACKSON AUCTIONEER Phone 613r6, Wroxeter, or address R. R. 1, Gorrie. Sales conducted any- Where, and satisfaction guaranteed, DR. A. W. IRWIN DENTIST --- X-RAY Office, McDonald Block, Winghataa, A. J. WALKER /FURNITURE AND FUNERAL SERVICE A. J. WALKER Licensed Funeral Director sad' Embalmer. ffaee Phone 106. R. Phone 224, Latest istnioestne Funeral Coach, THE WINGHA.M ADVA NCE-TTMJ S THE 6u RUBY M. A'4?1'S He slipped an arm beneath her. head and held something to her lips. He had done this before too, only that time it had been tea—tea which Jenny had brought upstairs. This time is was horrid stuff, Perhaps the kettle had boiled properly. No- thing annoyed the Creature more than to be given tea when the wat- er hadn't boiled properly. The nice Creature! Diana hoped the sea wasn't always rought in Bri- tany like it had been on the .picture postcard she sent. "Diana." It was wonderful how real voices sometimes sounded in a dream; she found herself listening with strained attention to hear it once more, but everything was silent, and a sigh of bitter disappointment escaped her. The other half of her senses was waking up now: the half that told her that she was only dreaming, and Diana knew only too 'well what that meant. It meant that presently she would hear Anna drawing the cur- tains, their -rings. always .made such a nasty little rattle, and she would have to yawn elaborately and pre- tend she had slept well before she opened her eyes to the world of emptiness. "Diana.". She turned again to where in her dream Rathbone had sat beside her. He was still there, leaning a little towards . her, his darkeyes on her face. Diana kept very still. Perhaps she might manage to fall' asleep again and go on dreaming if she was very careful, She wished he would hold her hand,. . but you couldn't 'do that in dreams. It would be like a dream you had sometimes that you were fahing•;do n,..a ,great•,hill. :A -dream in which you knew that any moment you might reach the bottom and be killed, only you never. did. She began to whimper faintly: "Let me go' . . let me go... " "Diana." She knew that she was sinking away, but she did not mind. There was no bed under her any more, but just clouds=soft, fleecy clouds that were '.lettingher down with' infinite gentleness into. oblivion. girl. She began to be faintly inter- tsted, to wonder why it should be, Life was full of impossible things to explain. She only knew that she was utterly weary and that she want- ed to sleep. She said .so presently, half crying, feebly, but he was relentless, he would not let her go. For a moment she fought him with the last remnants of her strength; then suddenly she gave in, with a lit- tle sigh and a half smile ... "You've got your own way, then. .." She had said that to him once be- fore—long ago—and he had answer- ed, "I generally do in the long run." She waited now to hear him say it again. The dream wasn't corning right, somehow. . . She opened her eyes with a last ef- fort, trying to see his face, but now she couldn't . . . he was hiding it from her, against his hands, as he had done that night in the train, . . He was unhappy—and she hated him to be unhappy; she knew so well how it felt. She gave a little sigh of weary ca- pitulation. "You always get your own way," she whispered. The last word was. lost as she fell asleep. It was nearly five o'clock in the morning when Anna, who had stead- ily refused to take any rest, slipped again into Diana's room. Rathbone was still there, standing at the foot of the bed, his eyes on Diana's quiet face. Anna crept up to him. "Is she—better?" Rathbone nodded silently. "Is she will she—live?" "Please God." Anna closed her eyes for a mo- ment; then she asked: "Can you leave her for a moment, sir; I'll stay." He shook his head, but she said urgently: "There's -someone downstairs who -wants to see you—a man named Hobson—he says he must see you— that he's been looking for you all -night." "Hobson." Rathbone seemed to wake, with a little start. "Oh, yes— tell him to give you a message." But a voice called her. She forced her heavy eyes to open and to look into eyes that were bent over her, compelling, almost praying to her, it seemed. "Diana . .. listen listen to nae.... Oh, my beloved, try to un- derstand I will never Ieave you again Can you hear me? I will never leave you again. . Diana!" It was Donald's voice, though she had never before heard it with that note of agony; something must be the matter: he was in trouble—un- happy, and that was not like him; he was always ready to bear other people's troubles and forget his own. Ilut she could not help him now— she was too tired to try any more to make him smile. If he would just let her alone --she was quite happy. . "Never leave you again , .. never leave you again.. " She turned her face fretfully from hiin she didn't believe him, it was just another . ruse ... to keep her from going to sleep: the sleep she had .longed for so wearily and tried so hard to capture—he night leave her alone now she had so near- ly won• through at last, "Diana " It was ae if he were fighting her for every step of the ground over which she was.'slowly slipping away, and at first she knew contentedly that he was losing, that in spite of her weakness and his strength he would not be able to hold her back, Funny, that seemed ---for a great big man to be conquered by a little t. "He won't sir—he says he must see you—if it's only for a moment." Anna hesitated. Rathbone looked so worn out, but after a moment she said reluctantly, "I'm afraid it's something very urgent, sir." "Very well. I'll come... He bent over Diana, his fingers on her wrist for a moment; then he turned and walked out of the room. Anna took his place at the foot of the bed. Physically she was half asleep, but her brain had never been more active and awake. She was thinking how queer it was that -sone women got all the love, while others, more worthy and hard working, were passed by. She knew how near Diana had been to death; she knew that there had been one moment at least dur- ing the long, terrible night, when ev- en Rathbone himself had given up hope . , . or hadn't he? She could not he quite sure, but she knew that if ever a man had fought for a wo- man's life he had fought for Diana's. It was as if by sheer will power he had kept her from slipping away. Of ooui-se, he was in love with her. Anna found an odd satisfaction in a discovery of which she was cer- tain that everybody else was as yet ignorant. Mrs. Gladwyn had refused to come into the tooth at all, she hadtaken cowardly refuge in a fit of hysteria when she was told that by mistake Diana had taken an overdose of naor- phine and might die, It had given Anna some satisfae- tion, also, to befree to smack her aikla face with a wet towel and tell her to behave; Anna had never liked Mrs. Gladwyn, and this seemed a heaven-sent opportunity to repay the many little indignities she had suf- fered at that lady's hands. She was half dozing, holding firm- ly to the bed rail, when Rathbone came back, it might have been five minutes or half an hour later; at five o'clock in the morning it is difficult to keep track of time. Anna started awake, smiling in nervous apology, a smile which quickly faded as she saw Rathbone's face. "Why—sir!" she stammered. He waved her away impatiently. "It's all right. You can • go. You had better go to bed. I shall stay till the morning." "If you would like me to stay..." Anna ventured timidly. "No. Markham's up if I want any- thing. Anna crept away, closing the door behind her. CHAPTER XXVI Rathbone went back to his old place. beside Diana. There was a curious gray look in his face, and he sat for a long time, his hands clenched between his knees, his eyes staring blankly before him., He kept seeing nightmare pictures of e river, of a woman and of a boy —a boy who had given his life in an unavailing attempt to save her. Hobson had broken down and sobbed as he told Trow they had at last found them: "Clasped in each other's arni.s they were—as if she'd clung to him and dragged hire down. I'd have given my life, sir, rather than anything should have happened to her..." Diana'stirred a little in her sleep, and Rathbone turned his head slow- ly and looked at her. Better Ros- alie's life than this child's, if one of them had to go. If it had been Diana . . the last six week's rose before him, a night- mare panorama. He had tried to do the best thing for her, and be had done the worst. He had meant to Se kind, and he had only succeeded in . being brutally cruel. In an aching imagination he saw her again sitting at that long dining table in her white frock—so far away from him and so brave. He had not guessed that it had been so great a torment to her as it had been to hint. Supposing he had still been away? He knew that the chances were that Diana would have died. This night had settled all question of the future: not again would he let her go away from hint. , . He would have to find some way . . . Then suddenly he re- membered—the river—and Hobson's broken story. He was free, but at what a cost. The life of the woman wlrum he had cared for and sheltered for so many years, and the life of a boy who as yet had known nothing of life. Per- haps in that Jonas was fortunate: he was a dreamer, and dreamers suffer. Rathbone knew that now the story of his marriage would have to, be made known: something fresh for the claws of gossiping vultures to tear to pieces.- Not that he cared for himself, but it hurt him itiex- pressibly for Diana's sake, and in a lesser degree for Rosalie's, She had meant nothing in his life, and yet he knew he would never forget her, the pitifate unreal thing that had liv- ed for so long in his shadow. "Rosalie, wife of Donald Rath- bone." That was what the vultures would expect him to write on her tomb- stone; there seemed something of sardonic humour in it as he sat there his eyes on Diana's face. She was his wife—the one love of his life; even if he had never steel here again, nobody would ever have drawn near to her place in his heart. Half child, half woman, spoilt, wi1- ful-intolerant of life when it went tie way she did not wish—he yet loved her with every impulse of his manhood, .nd she loved hini; for a moment he lost himself in the wonder of that thought—and of her sleeping face. Somewhere in , the house a clock chimed six, and he stood up, stretch- ing his arms, feeling wearied to death and yet, amidst all the tragedy sur- rounding hirn,' conscious of a quiet, perfect happiness which nothing was able to spoil, Diana stirred a little, as if con- scious of hismovement, fearing that %ae vas leaving her, Rathbone stood still, and she turn- ed her head, looking at him with half-couseibus eyes, whispering his name. "Donald . .." "Yes, my heart." Her hand fluttered a little towards: him, and he took it in his, quiet and strongly, as if With it he took her el - so, body and soul. He saw a little doubt flicker across her eyes and vanish.. "It—isn't a dream,?" she asked. "No, Diana." "And you'll never send me away again?" "Never again," She gave a sigh of contentment. "I don't . . know ... what's go- ing to happen to us," she said drows- ily, half asleep once more. "Bet ... I know ... it will be all right, always , . , if we're together." Rathbone bent and just touched her lips with his own. "Yes, my heart—it will be all right—always—if we're together." THE END Hints For Homebodies Written for The Advance -Times By Jesie Alen Brown Organizations Without a Purpose It is a peculiar thing the way that things come in bunches. Hear one woman say a thing and. you are al- most sure to (rear something similar several tines. This time it is wo- man's organizations. An active mem- ber of one of the woman's societies in the church said that she had lost interest as they seemed to be doing no special work—had no real objec- tive, The meetings were interesting 'enough and she was glad to see the other women, but she often felt that it was a waste of time. The next in the list was a member of the Wo- men's Institute, also a hard worker. She was complaining that their In- stitute meetings were very enjoyable but that the Institute was doing no actual Institute work that was worth doing. The third came from a Horne and School Club. She said almost the same thing—that the programs were interesting enough, but that the Club was not doing anything to help the school and consequently did not justify its existence. The moral of this is, to keep your members work- ing for some definite objective, if you want to keep your members in- terested. Condensed Milk As An Infant Food Condensed milk is used to quite an extent as an infant food. Under ordinary conditions it should not be used in preference to cow's milk, but there are times when it is ad- visable to use it. Sometimes it is hnpossible - to obtain clean cow's milk, and in that case condensed milk is preferable. It is used some- times in very hot weather when it is not possible to get ice and there are no facilities for keeping milk. Condensed milk keeps better than fresh milk but it too needs care as it will petrify. Women frequently put their babies on condensed milk when they are travelling, which is of course a wise 'measure. There are babies with weak digestions who can take condensed milk when they can not digest fresh milk. 'They should be given condensed milk ander a doctor's direction. Condensed rnillc babies are fat and rosy looking. The mixture is a sug- ary one and children are usually fond of it. The milk has a deficiency of protein and fat and has too much sugar. Babies fed on condensed milk alone, while apparently healthy looking, are anaemic, legarthic • and almost invariably rickety. This con- dition comes on slowly and while the mother is very proud of her baby, it really is not in a Healthy condi- tion, Thursday, Jurae 34th, 1932: Service 01 TUI ebtcat ,Z , iurtatiiai1 raitc,Ithy M.D. h. ASSOCIATE SECRETARY 'THE CHILD'S HEART Froin the beginning of life, the heart must continue to function if life is to be maintained. The exist- ence of every part of the body de- pends upon the blood which is brought to it by the pumping action of the heart. It is obvious that all parts of the body will suffer if the heart fails to function normally, The health of the body is closely related to the ef- ficiency of the heart. When the child is born he niay not have a sound heart. There may be some defect in its structure. The condition known as "blue babies" is due to defective structure of the heart. Babies with poorly formed hearts do not as a rule survive, and when they do they require very spec- ial care. Among the children b'orn with perfectly formed hearts, there are some who later develop or ac- quire some abnormal heart condi- tion. Disease of the heart in child- ren is particularly serious. It seems as if the undeveloped heart of the child is not able to withstand the stresses and strains which can -be met by the mature adult heart. It is also to be remembered that in childhood sapid growth goes on and this makes an extra demand up- on the heart. At the same time the heart itself is developing into the larger adult organ, For these rea- sons it is' obvious that during child- hood the heart needs to be protected from those conditions which may damage this vital organ. Children with heart disease must be guided so that their lives will be conducted: with more ease than is the life of the normal child. Greater care must be' taken as regards food, fresh air and sunshine. We all agree that it is much bet- ter to prevent than to cure. In or- der to prevent heart disease we must eliminate as far as possible the con- ditions which lead to it. Because rheumatic fever is the outstanding cause of heart disease in children,. great progress in the prevention of Heart disease would result in the pre- vention of rheumatic fever. This. means the treatment of diseased ton- sils, teeth or other parts. Attention must be given to general health through proper food, plenty of fresh air and sunshine and sufficient rest. It is by building up a strong and healthy body and by giving prompt attention to any abnormal conditions which may arise that we may hope to prevent disease in childhood and bring the child into adult life with a sound body. Questions concerning Health, ad- dressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College St., Toronto, will be answered personally by let- ter. and lemon juice). Cottage Pudding with Caramel Sauce, Date Tapioca, Trifle (cornstarch over sliced rasp- berry preserves, bananas and whip- ped cream), Orange Pudding (corn- starch over sliced oranges), Apple Pie, Bread Pudding with Strawber- ry Preserves, Lemon Pie, Cocoanut Pudding (cornstarch pudding with cocanut), Butterscotch Pie, Choco- late Pudding, Apple Whip (Apple- sauce in beaten egg-whites) served with custard sauce made from the egg yolk, Cottage Pudding with whipped cream, Lemon Sponge with Custard Sauce, Hot Gingerbread with Hard Sauce. Moulded Custard 1 tablespoon gelatine e cup milk (cold) 2 cups milk cup sugar 2 eggs e teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon vanilla Soak gelatine in cold milk 5 min- utes. Heat 2 cups milk until scald- ed, add sugar, then pour over beaten egg yolks and cook over slow heat until slightly thickened, stirring .steadily. Fold in the beaten egg whites and pour into wet moulds, Jelly Roll Add Other Foods It is quite possible to bring up a healthy baby on condensed milk — but not on condensed milk alone. If you must feed a baby condensed milk, it should have cod-liver oil to add fat and vitamin 1), orange or tomato juice to prevent any tendency towards scurvy, egg -albumin to give the extra protein. Variety in Desserts A reader was complaining because shefound it so hard to findvariety in desserts.. She said she seemed 'to be making the same thing over and over. I kept track of the desserts we had for a couple of weeks or: so and 1 am going to give you a list of then. There is nothing new or novel in them but there is 'variety. Cut this list out and use it as a guide to malting your desserts. Of- ten it is easier to make, the dessert than it is . to decide what to make, These are it1 simple desserts requir- ing only a s ort untie to prepare and are not 'expensive; Excepting the pie and the we\liipped cream desserts they are all suitable for children. Caramel Puddittg, Raspberry Whip (whipped cream, raspberry preserves 3 eggs 1 cup sugar 2 tablespoons water 1 cup flour 1 teaspoon baking powder teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon vanilla . Beat egg whites, fold in sugar. , Beat yolks until thick and lemon col- ored and add to whites. ' Stir in wa- ter. Sift in flour, baking powder and salt. Add vanilla. Pour in a shallow pan. Bake in a moderate oven 325• degrees for 25 minutes. Turn out on a damp towel. Spread with jelly and roll. If the edges • are out off it rolls easier. Mrs. Greene '(at her first Rugby football match) : "Oh, isn't it awful? Why, they'll kill that poor boy un- derneath." Daughter: "Don't be silly, moth- er. He doesn't mind it; he uncon- scious by this time." 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