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The Huron Expositor, 1940-08-09, Page 71940, LEEOAL ELMFR D. BELL, $.A. Successor to Jolla H. Best Barrister, Solicitor, Notary Public Seaforth - Ontario 12-86 McCONNI!;LL & HAYS Barristers, Sold!citose, Etc. Patrick D. Miscounts - H. Wenn HAYS SEAFORTH, ONT- Telep a 174 8618-- K. I. McLEAN Barrister, Solicitor, Etc. exofo Joynt Block Hensall, Ont. VETERINARY A. R. CAMPBELL Veterinarian Heiman Ont. Phone 113 P. O. Box 291 8746-.tf MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC op. .-E vA_:.MaMASTER,, M.B. Graduate of University of Toronto PAUL L BRADY, M.D. Graduate of University of Toronto The Clinic is fully equispped with complete and modern Xray and ether up•to-date • dtiagn'ostic and therapeutics equipment. Dr. Margaret X. Campbell, M,D„ L.A.B.P., Specialist in disease in in- fants and children, will be at the Clinic last 71rursdaiy in every month from 3 to 6 p.m. Dr. F. J. R. 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LONDON, ONTARIO Graduate Toronto University Licentiate of American Board of Pediatrics Disease of Children At Seaforth Clinie last Thursday afternoon each month. 3749-39 AUCTIONEERS HAROLD JACKSON Specialist in Farm and, Household Sales. Licensed in Huron and Perth Coun- ties. Prices- reasonable; satisfaction guaranteed. For information, etc., write or phone Harold Jackson, 12 on 658, Seaforth; R.R. 1, Brucefleld. 8768 - HAROLD DALE Licensed Auctioneer Specialist in farm and household sales. Prices reasonable. For dates and information', smite Harold Dale, Seaforth, or apply at The Expositor ©Moe. 12-87 eer air Saks Books are the best ,,Counter Check Books made in Canada. They cost no more than ordinary books and always give satisfaction. We are agents and will be pleased to quote you on any style dr quantity required, See Your Home Printer Putt* THE HURON EXPOSITOR aforth, Ontario .4, • Inc -exit Richards CHAPTER 11 SYNOPSIS Len Rollins, -tennis ace, is torn between two desires. He dreams of going to Europe with the Davis Cup team to help wile the cup for America; and he is in love with the rich Grace Worthington, who is willing to defy her family and Many himl if he 'will give up ten- nts. Fate seems to decide the matter tar him when in a match game he injures an ankle so ser- iously that the doctors say he can never play again. He gets a job at Talbot's sporting goods Store— selling tennis equipment --and sends for Grace. There was sudden activity at the train gate. Len's heart thumped .against his chest. People were fil- ing •out. He scanned each individual eagerly', his. height making it possible for him to peer at down the run- way. And then he saw her•! She was dlrees'e•d in chartreuse, a shade par- tieul•a.rly becoming to her unusual eoloning. Over one- arm she carried a light coat. A porter followed her, a:bag it each hand.. Thee she saw him! She hesitated for the fraction of an instant, as if realizing that her next step was the most momentous ,of her 'life, then came ,quickly forward. He held both her hands in his. "Oh, Len!" There were tears in her eyes. "Grace, thon'ep!" His • voice was. husky. They walked, automatically, across t'he rotunda toward the taxi -stand, her hand tucked' under Ms arm. Strangely silent, each wanted to speak, but, embarrassed, did not know how to begin. "When: I first saw you," he said do the taxi, "I thought you looked a trifle pale, but I guess it,was just my imagination. You look marvelous, sweetheart.' Slhe laughed, but her voice was serious. "You'd be a trifle pale, too, I suppose, if l.you were running a- way from home to get married." "So it's like that?" • She nodded. "Yes, like that. Tfiey were furious. Threatened to cut me off without a penny 'and all that sort of thing. 'I told them it dndne Matter the least, bit. And here 'I am. With two bags of clothes. But I'•m rot- at all afraid, Len Funny, isn't it?" He !held... her close to him. "You'll never regret it, _Gracie. Never." From his , coat '.pocket he shyly extracted a little box, took the, ring from it, boy) re demanding that she close 'her eyes. Fumbling, he slipped the tiny solitaire on her finger; allowed' her to open her eyes. p They decided that the 'next day 1 they would look for an, apartment.' Until something that was both con- fortable and within their means was found Grace would stay at the St. Andrew. Len saw het• settled in a room two floors above his and then explained that because this was S'aturd'ay he ¶aril. to be back oa the job at seven. She insisted•on having tea and. a sandwicrh with 'him .n the drug store at the corner. o • bdan •a seise of possessiveness.. Slhoul- dee tourihdng, they rode .thus through the night. W * * * ' When Len reitunned from lunch on Monday, Carey said: "There's some- one waiting for .you up front. Wants Tar. Rollins and no one else but:" Dan Worthington rose from ,a chair• at Len's approach. Len steeled himaela He would be pleasant, .lis- ten patiently to whale Grace's father had to say- Ile offered' his 'hand, said: "Hello, Mr. Worthington." "Hello, Rollins," Dan Worthing ton ignored .'the outstretched hand. "You have a few minutes.? What I have to say w'on't take long, There's no use beating about the bush. For dame food, reason my d.aughder seems to have become infatuated with you. We can't persuade 'her to change her mind, butwe're eure if she would consider the utter futility of the whole situationl" "Futility?" "Yes. You know she'll never be happy with you, Rollins. She's been used to such things as' you never cant possibly .give her. Soon she'll micas them, then—" he shrugged. "I want to spare' her • that if I 'can. I quite appreciated what you're doing, butt you must admit that it's all too hazardbha'•and poor a life for girl like Grace." "She's happy," Len said quietly. "She'll be !even happier." "Every girl thinks ''herself happy when' she is in lope. That's Grace's trouble: Of course I mlay be wrong. You two may actually be deeply in Love and it may last foretner. But I don't think •so. 1 ask you to talk it over With Grace, persuade her not to marry you until—well until, after you've reached' a position where you can take care of her as see'''S, always bee a. taken care of. Ask her to come back home; give up this, --this ,gam- ble, Rollins." Len's eyes boned into Worthing- ton's. "If you wish," he said. grimly, "I" 1 teal you where Grace is staying. You can go to see her. We've al- ready discussed the entire situation from every possible. angle, Mr. Wertlhingfon, but the conclusion is •always the same. We love each other. Somehow nothing.. seems to matter but that. And nothing ik the universe, I'm r: r' e, can change us." "Nothing 'n the universe, Rollins?" The words ,. were clipped, decisive, confident. . "Not evens --thirty thou- sand?" "Nothing 1" Hoarse, .vibrant, threat- ening. But. Dan Worthington was un daunted. Lei watched, held speech- less and immovable, fascinated, as he watched the older math—hen slide quicklly over the cheque book.. Without emotion Dan Worthington tone out the cheque, folded it and thrust it inito Len's hand. Then he turned quickly and, disdaining the elevator, disappeared down t h e stairs., . Len. laughed.' Why, it was just like the movies., Yet here it was halypetting to hint in• real„ life. He could see the tabloid headlines ''Wealthy Father Buys Daughter 'F:•om Former Tennis Star"—"Tennis "Nothing can change us," Len said. They sat en high stools at the counter and' made plans for the im- mediate future. During.. Len's Mion- day lunelnh'our they , would dash down to the, Municipal Building and get the licese. They would go to the church' hot far from the hotel and arrange with the minister to be married' sometime during the week. He kissed Tier and strode off toward Fifth Avenue and Talbot's, whistling merrily as he walked: 'How goody it was to „heave - somteon e to kiss before. going off to work! And to know she'd be there, waiting for when he came home. Some- thing to , work for! At five minutes after ten, having finished serving a middle-aged dow- ager who had beamed.a Constant smile upon him, Len ook his hat from the looker and walked Hurried- ly hack 'through the 'brightly illuanin- ated New York 'City streets to the St. Andrew Hotel. Grace was waiting for him in the. lobby. The bustles were crowded, brit they 'finally got a top bench and stat c'l'ose tog'eth'er, bands In%erlocked, t'he teach df the small 'dlaalpromd giving Ace' Sells, Fiancee rtto Father." • Then anger transloended' all else; anger that made huts'- feel 'like laehing out, hurt- ing, .maiming, killing. He was glad Dais Worthington bad gone. Should the rip the cheque to shreds or first• show it to Grace? He de- cided almost instantly to show- it. He opened the folded white 'paper, looked at it for a long trine, A tremor .raced: through lila 'bod'e, shak- drug' 11 as+ a sudden draught causes a chill. The chequer was for fifty thou- sand dollars." At dinner ithbt evening in an up- town 'restaurant Len sold: "Bet you can't guess Who was in ,to 'see me this, (afternoon." "Whet?" The smoile she attempted was thin. "Father?" "Yes." "11-4 was afraid of that, Len. What did lie want?" "He wants 'm'e to give you up. 'Send you .back to Easthampton. Thinks I can nrtake yori see things differently- He asked me to point out tb you that, etit off from totem and en'tir'ely dependent upon my t+ ;* dollar a week salary, you'll soon 'become res+d:tee and unhappy. at our marriage is doomed to Thfailure." "And what did you say?" "Not very' much. Told him 'he could talk it over with you if he caped .to, but that' 1 wouldn't try . to chae your mind . because you I seemed perfectly haPPY with things as they are. Then he offered. me money if •I would consent to give up 'the thought of marying you. If he'd been anyone but your father I'd have kieked hdna down the stairs. fie ,pushed this into my hand as he left," • Len took from his pocket the small folded paper, passed it over the table to Grace, busied himself lighting a cigarette so that he would not embarrass her as she opened it. "Len r „ "They must want you back an aw- ful lot," he said. She. answered softly: "You could have had all this money. But ia- stread—" He took the cheque from her hands, tore it in half, then into small pieces,. These 'he put into his pocket. "When we get' back to the hotel," he said, "we'll put them in, an envelope and return them. Now let's go to the movies." * * * Hard, driving rain slanted down as the cab rolled to. a stop before the church. Grace raised her eyes to Len. "This is the last chance you'll have do kiss inc as a single woman, Len. All I ask is that you will always keep me as happy as I am now. Remember, darling, you're all I •have. Never, never stop loving me." He kissed her, held her close, felt her heart beating against his. "I71 always love you," he said quietly. "Always." ,To Len the minis'ter's words formed a series of meaningless phrases. Occasionally he heard something reminiscent of Other wed- dings he had attended; But for the most 'pant the kindly clergyman's voice was only a vague .and nebu- lous chant •which would make Grace his wife, and him her husband. But of Grace at' his side he .was acutely conecious, Conscious of the soft, irnegu0ar rise and fall of her arm; the faint aroma of the small bouquete the perfume of her hair. Grace's eland found, les as they reset to their feet. He kissed her. And he realized'.that those two kisses —theone in the taxi and this one here in. the church --were probably the moat important ones of his life. Hie -had arrived at the church free, a boy, he was leaving as a man, with all a man's responsibilities. A wife, to look after, a home to maintain, per- haps in time children. • Side by side they made their way up the aisle. She was trembling. But the ,trembling ceased as they •reached tore Vestibule.. . The taxi' was waiting. They Tan again quickly through• the driving Gain, this time from the com- fort and safetyl of the church to that of the Interior of the cab, Thunder, growled and lightning reached down toward theme But they laughed,' A little later the car stopped he - fore the building Which housed their thus -far uninhabited. apartment. Len paid the driver. They walked through the hall and up three flights of, stairs. The door closed behind them. They were in their new home. Grace said, "Well, we've done it: darling! 'We're married."' . He nodded, smilers, could think of no reply but to take her in his arms. She responded to his kissas she never had before,. Her body seemed to flow into' his. He could feel her trembling; knew that he was' trem- bling, but could not control him- self. Her arms were- around his neck"- her lips warm and moist against his, her body soft and yield- ing. "How I love you, Len!" she breathed. "So much. So terribly much it hurts -way deep down in me somewhere." His hands, though he was una- ware of it, were gripping her bare arms, his lips, were brushing hers. ............... her still closer to 'him. There was a.° deep r. oaring in his ears, es if of the •sea. Her breath came' slobbin,gly. The rain continued to beat against the windows, * * * Len was halfway through lunch in the late autumn when two young men entered, big coats belted about their bodiies. One was short and chunky and the other very tall and slim. They recognized him even as breathlessly, happily, he recognized them. `rank Wheatley and Dons Clark! (Continuled Next Week) If thou faint in the day of advers- ity, bhy strength is small. It is sincerity which places a. crown upon our lives. Trifles make up 'the happiness the misery of mortal life, or Learning tholes a men fit Company for 'lni:mse f: Our deeds are fetters that we forge oursolves. 'roe Maas o When Aon(ericenft'eol tlieenorate mire aaaatversary of E'I,bruhani. Lincoln's 'birth they iwvariably thin o, the youth of thrix remarkable man) and re- gard his career as a dtatine4ive4y, A•merlcaui achievement. Whie we are reflecting •upon ,this,, we:Might glance abroad. On. July 29, 1883,• a boy wee born in the olds hamlet of Venetia df Costa, overlooking the village of Dovia and the plait' of Forli. He was •the son of a blacksmith. Shortly before the world war he was self -exiled in Swit- zerland. He was ragged, impoverish- ed, discouraged, and of • a violent na- ture which made it difficult for the socialist exiles and leaders in Swit- zerland to befriend him, encourage him, clothe him, and feed him. •'He was soon ill :content to have any part in a social movement among the low- ly. He• wras reading. 'Nietzsche and dreaming of imperial Rome ,with its purple substituted for his rags. On April 20, I889, a boy was -born in Brauuau, in upper Austria. He grew up in Passau, where the rivers Inn and Danube join. His father, then named; Shucklgrubber, had a small job 'in the Austrian .onstoms service, With an unstable nature this youth drifted from one failure to another, and when the war broke out he, having been rejected for the Aus-- teen service, was accepted in the German. He was fantastically emo- tional, but, Like the Italian youth, he had dreamed of the achievements of the egotistic will. In 1879 at Gori, a small Georgian town in Transcaucasia, a boy was born. whose father, Vissarion Djugash vili, was! an illiterate shoemaker. When, the war came he was ,an ob- scure mtember of an underground comimunist• oell in Russia, and, being betrayed by a cemrade who was s 'czarist spy, he was sent to Siberia.. These three became self-made men. Benito Jaurez Mussoliht, Adolf Hitler and Josef Stalin arrived at supreme power in- the three most populous and, powerful nations of continental Europe. By as extraordinary a turn of ev- ents ,as the world has ever seen, the son of a cobbler is in the place of the czar, the son of a lowly placed c �aicG pirer Ago_. 416 tb t1 etstriltwtion O ' e uT 1 a� 'ffriteilb wlliou w predict beglmi n vY'as�'i. s1raS' tip The kaiser ds at Doorn, th'e c,;raa'• and his f ably are beefed where the. were murdered; and the -TTapabusgs. are scattered Or the wins ',War guilt wee • attributed to these emper-. ers atet their courts; to their age. creel, their follies., and their feudal disregard for human rights, arrd hu- man limes. They were the careless users of cannot fodder. Well, they arogone, and what is the world tp make of it? The men who have .seized power in their • place were men Of the people. They not Only were men of- the peo- ple coming up from what Europe re- girds' as the lowest stratum,-, but they had been: taught and trained inso- cialist doctrines, professing equality and democracy. ,Nevertheless, the Europe of today is even worse than the Europe et the Romanoffs, the Hohenzbller-ns and the Hapsburgs. It is in many things more and in noth- ing• less evil. The' °hien who were "execrated . 25 years ago wore crowns which they inherited. The men who are execrat- ed today once wore shabby clothes which they had inherited. The. trans- fer ,of absolute power from one set of men to the other has made no dif- ference except for the worse. The explanation, if Europe has one, might give the rest of the world a deeper insight into the conduct which seems so inexplicable and unescapable.—Re- printed froth The Chicago Tribune`. Good counsel has no price. What is useful is beautiful. Be humble and be just. Honor lies in honest toil. The religion of humanity is' love. Success le the child of audacity. Superior service spells' success, Mass to the }IrrivM»I�1% M0. P 01110101 ' eaf Oa Aftlit Thsatnear IIOfolp— Whole*#Ie Houma. and the Fashlolhsbls" r Re.1411 Shopping Dls1,jcL.` rowrax. Pz.ID ir. The cure :of caro. is .fergent Mayer. A 'true friend is one who makes -as • do what we can,. To rejoice in .the prosperity- of en- other is, to 'partake of it. Nothing involves .us in greater df -,t. - fieuities than. discontent. Thrift is the best means of thriv ing.—Julius C. Hare. Three pillars: support the borne, un- selfnshness, purity -..and love. Sloth makes ail things difficult, but industry all sthings easy; • The brightest of all possessions is that of self-help,—Carlyle. Many a good name has been lost by a false rumor,—C. Hutton, Counsel and wisdom achieve more than sense. ILiidgering labors come to • naught. —Robert Southwell. Let us love one another and our minds will 'soon agree. Piety s'of'tens all that courage bears. a •: • Before you order dinner at a res- taurant, you consult the bill -of -fare. Before you take a long.trip. by. motor car, you pore over road, maps. Be- fore you start out on a shopping trip, you should consult, the adver- t.sLments in this paper.. For the same: reason! The advertising columns are a buying guide for you in the purchase of everything you need; including. amusements! A guide that saves your time and conserves your ener- gy; that saves useless steps and guards against false ones; that puts the s -t -r -e -t -c -h in the family bad - 'gets. The advertisements in this , paper are,so interesting it is difficult to see how anyone could overlook them, 'or fail to profit by them. Many a time, you colld save the whole year's sub- scription price in a week by watch- ing for bargains. Just check with yourself and be sure that yoti are reading the advertisements regular- ly—the big ones and the little ones. It is time well spent . . . always ! Your Local- Paperis Your, guying Guide Avoid time -wasting, money -wasting detours on the road to merchandise value. Read the advertising "road maps." THE HURON EXPOSITOR McLEAN BROS., Publishers Established 1860 Phone 41 Seaforth, Ontarxc4 t