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The Wingham Advance Times, 1932-08-25, Page 6PAGLt Six WeManton Mutual Fire Insurance Co. Established 1840 Risks taken on all Glass of insur- ance at reasonable rates. Head Office, Guelph, Ont. 'ABNER 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 SOLICITOR Office; Morton Block. Telephone 1W. J. H. CRAWFORD Barrister, Solicitor, Notary, Etc. Successor to R. Vanstone womb= Ontario DR. O. H. ROSS DENTIST 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. (Lond.) PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON DR. O. W. HOWSON DENTIST Vffice over John Galbraith's Store. F. A. PARKER /E.r ;t" OSTEOPATH All Diseases Treated `)Office adjoining residence dexo to Anglican Church on Centre Street. Sundays by appointment. 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The next day he is rescued and taken into the home of a Jew- ish family living in the rear of their second-hand clothing store. He works in the sweatshop store—and is openly courted by Becka—the young daughter.... The scene shifts to the home of the wealthy Van Horns. —on 5th Avenue, where lives the bachelor —. Gilbert Van Horn — in whose life there is a hidden chapter. That chapter was an affair with his mother's maid, who left the house when he was accused. The lives of Johnny Breen and Gilbert Van Horn first cross when Van Horn sees Breen win his first important ring battle. Pug Malone, fight trainer, rescues young Breenfrom a crooked manag- er, takes him in hand, finds Breen cannot read and starts him to night school, Malone, an old-timer, is backed in a health -farm venture—taking Breen with him. There they meet and come to know Gilbert Van Horn. he's up here. I never saw a more certain man in my life, He's a big man, Gil, as big as his bridges, and now he's going to swing another one over the river." "A civil engineer?" Van Horn looked sidewise at John. "It's a stiff profession; if you go through the schools." "I guess it's part of that fight; in the city," "You've been thinking about this a long time?" It was a question. "Off and on for a year, I guess, I've been worrying, Gil. I'm not satisfied. I'dhate to say it, espec- ially to Pug, after all he's done for me." "You've told me a lot about the Bowery, John, and a lot about the East Side: It's the river I'd like to hear about." Van Horn spoke, halt- ingly. "Well, Gil, there's not much to tell. My mother was everything on the river, Now that I know more, I realize she was not able to help me. Gil, she was beautiful." John's eyes held a far -away look. "Her name was Harriet, Harriet Jones, of Haverstraw. I know, now, from things I heard, Breen was not my father." John spoke slowly. He re- lit his pipe, and looked .off over the darkening valley; it was late after- noon and cloudy. Gilbert VanHorn Iooked off too. far away. He dared. not look at John. Gilbert knew more than John Breen. "My mother was a good woman, Gil. I know that." "Of course she was, and your fa- ther, John, he might be found," the Sohn suddenly realized that his ;.,tire was not only scanty, but scandalous. "John th s is my ward Josephine,' said van Born. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "I'm getting ready to go back to the city. I don't know, it seems to me as if my life was to be there, doing something for the city, not just helping Pug pound money out of fat slobs who come up here." John and Van Horn were then resting on a fence rail, under the shade of an oak, looking across the valley that separ- ated them by a mile or more from Greenbough. They talked idly. Van Horn pulled out a burnt briar and filled it. He drew a few puffs of smoke. "You've studied a lot." The older man had a very wholesome regard for John's extraordinary reseaxches. "Well, yes. I have, Gil. But Pug tells me I'sn off the road, He's right. But I want your slant on this, I'm going in for engineering. Mr. Ran - tool has sort of set my mind that way, not by saying anything to me direct, but by the way he talks when older man stilt looked away, his voice was very low. "If I found him, Gil—" "Yes, John—," the words were expectant. The boy paused intense. "I'd kill him!" John Breen rose abruptly, his fists clenched, his face flaming. Then the two men stepped off, at a brisk pace, down the hill toward Greenbough Farm: Van Horn walk- ed a pace or so behind John; tears were in his eyes, he could not speak. The boy started to dogtrot ahead of him, but he did ont follow as was their custom at the end of a hike. * * * _°m "Hey, Jack." Pug pounded at John's door`s few days later, "Char- lie's brought up a letter from Van Horn. A special on it, for you." Pug burst into John's room, "Well?" Pug was expectant, as fall of curiosity as Eve. "Read it, Pug." "What tha—say, John, I don't know. What's it about?" "Here, let me read it. 'Dear John.' It's about a talk we bad the day be- fore he left. 'Dear John, I have been thinking about what you said. I won a lot on you in those scraps, and 1 have been trying to figure a way in which I could use .the money. If you will enter Columbia, this fall, I'll see you through engineering. You can pass the entrance, perhaps with a few conditions. I'm placing a cre- dit in Pug's name for five thousand, to pay the way. Don't hesitate to take this. You really earned every cent of it, Merely a little specula- tion ' of imine." "I'm sailing on the St, Louis to- morrow. Will be at sea when you get the letter. Going abroad for a few months with my neice Joseph- ine'." Pug sat on the cot, looked around the room, the rickety bpok shelves, the familiar figure of his assistant. "Great God, John, I knew then damn books would take you, some day." "Never, Pug, never." Tears stood in the boy's eyes. He rose, put his arm over the bent shoulders of the trainer; the gray head was down. Pug looked at the rag carpet, his own eyes moist. John bent down and kissed the gray hairs of Malone. That tough citizen rose suddenly to make a swipe at him as he ran out and down the corridor to the show- ers. For several weeks following his admission to the schools of engin- eering, after his bout with the en- trance examiners, John Breen mov- ed in a strange, imponderable world. Then came the great dew of the flag rush between the freshmen and sophromores and John Breen's great strength and superb physique, made him the hero of the school. John caught a glimpse of Gilbert Van Horn waving to. him. He stood. be- side the golden statue. "Boys, let me down." John kicked free and ran across to Van Horn. A great many people stood about. John suddenly rgalized he was not on the gym floor at Greenbough, that his attire was not only scanty, but scandalous; he was practically in rags, One shoe had disappeared in the battle, he had i not noticed it until his feet touched the stone steps. "Josephine, this is John Breen. John, my ward, Josephine." John stood speechless. He held the hand extended to him. Blue eyes, laughing eyes, smiled at his predica- ment, Miss Lambert was complete- ly aware of the striking situation as she felt the tense grip of the hero of a college moment. Then fresh, - men rushed up to John and hoisted him clear of his embarrassment. He turned and waved at Josephine and Van Horn. They waved at him in re- turn. The crowd was scattering as Gilbert Van Horn and his ward walked down the broad steps to the curb. Johsephine looked at her white glove, soiled by the fingers of John Breen. They were silent on the ride home; Gilbert Van Horn looked out of the window of the car. Jo- sephine still felt the' tingling grip of the .young man in rags, His sn'r}le, his tousled yellow hair and white teeth, and his confusion, and his sup- erb arms and booty, seemed to flit across her memory, a vivid picture, He was not at all like the John Breen she had expected to see. That night Gilbert Van Horn sat in the library until long after mid- night. Josephine had played for him that evening, she too was in a reflec- tive mood, a romantic girl, a young 'woman of eighteen. He smoked 'and dreamed and planned. Gilbert Van :Horn 1%'as determined upon a course of action in which every atom of cleverness he possessed would be re- qpired. At last he had achieved an absorbing occupation. Gilbert Van horn, wiser than most men in some matters, left John very much to himself,except at holiday periods when the two friends met at Greenbough, Asfor his ward, he ar- ranged things so she saw but little of John Breen, The boy was in train- ing, so Van 1-Iorn argued, and to break training was nothing short of bad sportmanship. Long trips, visits to Newport, the social activities of a select few in the great city—these oc- cupied Josephine, and at times she pleased herself by a long look at the full length photograph of Fighting Breen, in ring togs, taken just before his battle with the Quaker. This stood on the dresser in Van Hor'n's room. But the John Breen of the cold eyes, looking straight ahead, his pompadour as stiff as a shoe brush, was of the past. "Breen, you're looking stale," }lar- board of the graduate schirols drop- ped into the room of the student. It was close to midnight and John bent over his work table, his tired eyes scanning a maze of formulae in the- oretical mechanics: "What are you digging at?" "Usual stuff." John took off his eye shade, evidently with relief. He had plunged into the work of the schools with determined energy. Feeling hinl:self growing stale, he pushed onward with the utmost vig- or, actually working himself to des- truction. "I'd like to tell you something." Harboard drew a battered briar from his pocket and tamped down a half - smoke charge of tobacco. He lit this and puffed contendedly. "Four years -" Harboard rolled the words over his tongue—"leading to—?" "The degree of civil engineer," John sensed a question and supplied an answer. "Leading to a complete ossification of the mind," •Harboard continued, ignoring John's words. "I've watch- ed you for some time, Breen, espec- ially this last year. I'm studying, or trying to study the art of teaching. I came here from a small southern college, you and ninety-nine percent of those here would not know the place if I mentioned it; one horse all the way through, and poor. Poor, my boy, in money." He smoked thoughtfully for, a few minutes. "What's back of all this junk," he nodded at the few books, sweeping his pipe over the litter, "what are you going to die For a while the two friends sat in silence. John had tossed his eye shade aside and searched for a pipe. He had no particular answer for the question. He was going to get through to, well, to do something, but just what he did not exactly know. "Well, Breen, if the things you are doing are a fair exmaple of the work of our schools of technology, our highest schools of industrial traniing, driving you at constant overload,' I don't wonder at some of the things we see about us. You don't mind me saying this, do you?" "No."‘ John thought a moment, He had an intense admiration for a great many of his teachers, earnest hard- working men, just, and often woe- fully oefully underpaid. "You said some- thing about' the things we see. What, for instance?" "Well,. If you wish, failure is what we see—the costliest failure in the world. We see prime youth dumped into a machine and sweated and ground and pounded until every or- iginal impulse and idea is packed down under a concentrated layer of stupidity. I've made a study of edu- cation and have practiced it on oth- ers with some results, but what I see here is a farce. The brain is intend- ed for use, not for the stowage of freight. The structure of the 'mind needs development through action, in Thu day, August 25 1932: faith Service Gl?etrcr • I: [.EM iraG, CONTACTS In discussing the communicable diseases the terns "contacts" is fre- quently used, and. it is desirable that there should be a general under- standing of the meaning of the term, The communicable diseases are caused by germs. Each disease has its own particular germ. Most of the conununicble diseases are spread in a fairly direct manner, by transfer of such secretions as saliva, from the sick to the well. The spread of the disease requires that there be suffic- iently intirnate contact between the sick person and others to allow for the transference of germ laden se- cretions. Those who have been close to the sick person, such as the mem- bers of the family, are known as "contacts." Because contacts have been expos- ed to the disease, they are as a rule quarantined for that period of 'time which the disease takes to develop. This period is the "incubation per- iod" of the disease, and varies for the different communicable diseases; therefore the period of quarantine of contacts varies according to the dis- ease, The contacts are quarantined because, if they are, developing the disease, they may pass it on to oth- ers before the appearance of such OF THE ebirat 4Anitariation Editnd'by M.D. r.' ASSOCIATE SECRE`Y'ARY typical symptoms as a rash, A not- able example of this is measles, Be- fore the rash appears the patient has what seems to be a cold in the head. During the time the nose is running,. and the patient is coughing and sneezing, he spreads the disease; in- deed, the disease is spread most fre- quently at this time—before the rash appears. Tuberculosis is a disease in which the contacts receive a great deal of attention. It is amongst the con- tacts—the children and the adults. who have been living with the case— that one looks for new and unsus- pected cases. Tuberculosis is a. chronic disease, and usually develops slowly; .so it is that the contacts of tuberculosis should be under medi- cal supervision for several, years, Obviously one should avoid be- coming a 'contact"; this is another way of saying that one should avoid' exposure to disease. The contact is, practically free from danger if pro- per precautions are taken. It is care- lessness, or ignorance, or contact with unknown cases that is chiefly' responsible for the spread of com- municable diseases. Questions concerning Health, ad- dressed ddressed to the Canadian Medical As- sociation, 184 College St., Toronto, will be answered personally by let- ter. thought and reason. Why, dammit, man, they seem to be stuffing you with the accumulated facts of the ages, regardless of how, or why, they were discovered." Harboard paused, filled and relit his pipe while John sat in silence. "The worst of the whole thing is the awful hopelessness after you are through here. You are sweated, you are driven and you survive. 'But what do you survive for? Well, in the course of time your strained techni- cal brain has to do with the work of men. (Continued Next Week) N•n is for the ousehold By Betty Webster PRESERVING HINTS Jelly Making Choose firm fruit, Not too ripe is the best. When fruit is cooking to obtain the juice let it simmer. D'o not stir, Be careful about your kettle. Do not use a tin or iron one. Have everything ready when jelly is done. Glasses sterlized, etc, Do not cook strained juice too long. Allow it to boil 20 minutes. This is generally sufficent. `t, CO.OKING HINTS Sweetbread Salad 1 cup of cold cooked sweetbreads. 1 cup of diced celery. 3 cup of diced cucumbers. 1 hard boiled egg. Pimentoes or green peppers. Mayonnaise. Methods Mix sweetbreads, celery, cucumber, pinentoes and mayonnaise and place on bed of lettuce. 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