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• CHAPTER
There was one little ' crimson
splotch against the green wall of
Rydal Wood, a gay fla`mboyaut
jaunty -pennon. fluttering from the the upturned nose with its tiny freck-
first- lance of the Autumn's van- les, the nigh, clear forehead, the wide
Dr' C*764§
She took Anse'by the bony:• armf and Jon 'Hillyer'q lodge, .(lase. He'S go;
led him, tall, gaunt, towering above ing to ask ane to marry I. He told
her.me so. And I'm going tq say yes.
Anse's gaze was steady on the 'You know Jon Hillyer - shipyards,
brown sweet face, on the, firm month, drydocks, gold nxines, more money
than he can count. Ile's not so young,,
but neither is he -old and fat. And
there's not a `girl in our set who
wouldn't jump through the hoop for
him. I'm the one he's chosen."
"I suppose it's the best thing,
Gil-"
She glanced up at Anselm and all
the raillery went out of her. She
had never seen him look so old.
"Were you ever in love, Anse?" she
said softly. "I know you were, of
course. With whom?"
"With -with your mother. You see"
-Anse shook his head. "I met her
first and I thought I had a chance.
Then she 'came here to visit and she
met David, your father. He was the
one. She was happy, Gil.--on+ly a lit-
tle while -but so happy. She lov-
ed."
He turned towards the door. "You'll
think that's a lot of sentimental twad-
dle, I suppose, Gillian. I was waiting
for you to say, 'Stop, Anse, you're
breaking my heart.' Probably it does
belong to another day."
"It's very sweet, Anse," said Gil-
lian softly. "Sweet and fragrant and
dear -like something kept in laven-
der for a long, long time. Darling
Anse! Don't worry about me. I'll
he all right."
"Good luck, Gillian. All the luck
in the world."
He went out. She listened to his.
nneve;., stiff -legged step along the
hall. She had always loved Anse.
Always, she and Deborah had played
a grand,.serious game with Anse, pre-
tending he was the stern uncle, that
his will was carried -out in' every-
thing and; his word was law. Really,
it never was. Presently she woul:l
have Anse thinking that' he 'had ar-
ranged for her -to marry Jonathan
Hillyer and that it was quite the best
thing for cher to do.'
As it. is, she thought determinedly.
Love is all very well. I used to lis-
ten,,- starry-eyed, to Jaffry Clay's
verse and I thought I was in heaven
and that if anything happened to de-
stroy that heaven, I'd die, I'd never
be the same. Then something did
happen and therheaven proved to be
only crystal and it was smashed ' in-
to" a million bits and grains and then
stamped upon. And I survived.
She put on a well-worn jacket of
buff -colored tweed and went ut. On
the stairs she whistled and a isihite
Collie came running to meet her. in
the lower hall. . .
(Continued Next Week)
guard. Always it saddened Gillian
Meade, that little maple, proclaim-
ing so valiantly among, the hosts of
green that soon now, soon, the,
mightier hosts of the Autumn would
be advancing. Then all the green
army would fade, and drop its tat-
tered pennons, and the wind would
roar and whistle around the ancient
gables of Rydal House.
Sadness always came to. Gillian
with the end of summer. Not that
there had been much joy this year;
certainly not at Rydal House, that
had belonged to the Meades for well
over a century and had been, too, a
good house to them, for. scarcely one
of the family had spent a dollar on
its upkeep. The ones who could
spend, wouldn't; . the ones like Gil-
lian, who would, never seemed to
have a dollar.
Right now there was a quarter
and some smaller change in the
pocket of Gillian's' faded• fawn riding -
breeches. And that wasabout all
she owned in the way of wordly
wealth. The other Meades, Colonel
Anse and young Deborah, wouldn't be
mucly' more affluent. This week -end
though, Gillian thought, would see all
that remedied. "And you" - she
spoke almost caressingly to the age -
darkened, beamed ceilings of Rydal
House, "you will get some long -need-
ed attention. And you" -she spoke
to the stables -"will have new ten-
ants for those empty boxes. And
you" -she spoke to the willow -slen-
der, red-headed girl with the high
cbeek bones and..deep blue eyes, who
looked attentively at her from the
long mirror on the closet door -"you, portant? How 'many marriages have
Gillian Meade, will have Paton mod- it, after all, when the first blush has
els and mink coats and' diamonds and worn off and he begins to notice the
-••oh, come in!" eggs arent' done right and the toast
DR. F. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
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blue eyes with their lashes of a gold
darker than the red gold ofher hair.
"You said you were making up your
mind -to what?" .
"To marry."
"Ah! And how is that going to-"
"A man with lots .of money -more
money than the Meader., ever had."
"You mean Jonathan Hillyer?"
"I mean Jonathan Hillyer. You
know what it swill 'mean. New life
for' Rydal House, new 'life for us all.
We're going to have money. Isthere
anything wrong about my marrying
Jon Hillyer? He wants me. He can
have me. He can pay for me." ,
"Gillian!"
She turned from the window to
which, half angrily, she had gone,
and a long yellow sun shaft stream-
ed suddenly in and burnished her rip-
pling hair. Even so, Ansem remem
bored, had her mother, Gillian Cran-
dall, looked, when long ago she had
tcld Anselm Meade she loved his
brother. "What do you want to say
to me, Anse?"
"I •want ,to ask yoti a question,. my
.dyear. I want you, for once, not to
laugh at me. Oh, I know as well
as -you how we've got by this last
few ' years. Bills mountains high,
bilis never paid. 1 know all that. l
know you can end it by marriage
with Jonathan Hillyer, an eminently
practical and. desirable match. There
is only one thing. It brings me to
the question: "Do you love him?"
"How should I. know?" Gillian
hedged. "Anyway, Anse, why bring
that up? Do you think it's so im-
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The door of Gillian's sun -bright
room opened and Colonel Anselm
Meade came stiffly in. The room
had a; great dormer - window ' and
hangings of gay yellow chintz, a bit
faded; and a yellow rug with little
.,ed flowers and a white bed and
dresser and dozens of photographs. -
There was one of Colonel Anse in
his uniform as an officer of the Prin-
cess . Pat's, with heaps of medals
and whatnot adorning his . broad
'_cont. Gillian picked it up from its
place of honor on the little' white
is burnt?"
"You're not answering me, Gil-
lian." Poor old Anse, standing there
like a grenadier and talking like a.
convent girl. Love -what had love
to do with this?
"Is it 'so monstrous - not to love
the man you marry? You" look like
an accusing prophet, Anse. You
make me feel, almost, that I'm about
to commit a sin."
"I don't mean to, Gillian." Anse
looked suddenly tired, looked all of
the sixty he admitted. "It's just
spinet desk and looked from it to the that I don't want you to be unhappy,
faded original. "My dream" man," don't want you to let yourself in for
she whispered. "Darling Anselm in anything ijrust because you think the
the flesh - and 'he hasn't changed a show has to go on and this is the
bit!" - • ! only way to keep it going."
"Hasn't he'." One of • Colonel She came over to him and slipped
Anse's legs was a bit stiff because' it her arm about his neck and kissed
was made of wood, but he was him on the leathery cheek. "You're
straight and ... bard a h __ and a pretty splendid, Uncle. Don't want
crossed the yellow rug with the red to see me sell ,myself for filthy lucre.
flowers quite as if it were a parade Don't worry. I've thought it all out.
ground and glared at Gillian as if I've been in love - I think that's
she were" the newest recruit, with homer what you'd 'call it - a number of
tunic on backwards. "Do you know ,times. Once, notably. .You remember
what Hawtry told me just now when Jaffry 'Clay, Anse? Everybody does.
I told him to bring me .. a whiskey Drank himself to death for love of
and soda?" Gillian Meade, ruined his young life,
Gillian shook her head and the rel destroyed' his, youth for a woman
bob showered off golden lights like a who-"
myriad of little cascades leaping in a "Stop it!" Anse shook her roughly
crimson sunset.' "What' did Hawtry
tell you, Anse?' o
"That there's no whiskey. When
I told hits. to get some, he. said .he
couldn't." •
"And shall I tell you' why, Anse??"
Gillian cocked her head at him. "Be -
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until the flaring nostrils, the • wide
eyes, the distorted mouth, the signs
of hysteria, gave way to serenity
and repose. She said, "Sorry, Anse.'
It's' the story, you know. It makes
a good story. Some smart -ales jour-
nalist even made capital of it be -
"He wants me.
He can have m c. He can pay for me." This was
Gillian Meade's startling reply.
cause there's no money."
"That's it. Very good indeed, Gil-
Ilan." Anse slapped his thigh. "I al-
ways said you had the brains of the
Meades. That's it 'exactly! No mon-
ey -those ;were the words Hawtry us-
ed. Money's all spent, eh?"
"All spent, Anse. All we have is
Rydal and once we start to give it
for collateral" -she shrugged.
"But, :Gillian, we have to have mon.
ey. Meades have always had stoney.
Maype too much money." He grin-
ned a wry grin.
"That's so, Anse. But, as you well
know, Anse, they had factories 'too
and 'maybe an odd brewery, and some
of them were big shots in the stock
Market. All that's left now, is the
infant Deborah, concerned •with
clothes and sweethearts, the grownup
Gillian, who ih quite useless."
"You'eg not useless, Gillian." The
old soldier looked" fondly at her.
"You're a trump, girl - a trump.
Real stuff in you -real, solid., gritty
stuff in you, Gil."
She shook her head. "I don't know
r,..
where it Anse. I'm. soft. I've
had it easy ,all my life. A great
house; fine clothes, servants', motors
----a grand life, and I've loved it and
I've hated to see it slipping, slipping
away. Do you know what I was de,
1ngT just before .you came? I Was
frisking fate ink tniiid. COMB here, sir."
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4)94 The wolldi Easter`, always Plug
gests eggs. Other slglik,e foods
combine to make 'ti a attractive goyim,
reconnrnended k3" theConsumer .$ec-
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Departruent- of Agriclll'ture, a
Suggested Dinners
1. Tomato Cocktail
Roast Lamb Mint Jelly
Peas in potato nests
Mixed. Salad Bowl
Snow eggs with custard sauce
Rolls Coffee
2. Rhubarb Cup,_
Biked ham with apple slices
Baked grated carrot Parsley potatoes
Cabbage and Celery Salad
Poached Eggs.
Peas in `Potato Nests
Cook and mash potatoes. •Beat
until very light and smooth. Drop
individual servings on a greased
baking sheet -make an indentation in
top of each and filt with canned peas,
of with butter. Heat in oven.
tu'hlesloo
get: 5'i
each OPP . P;f ll
Cram Garefu10' Place 1.7
centre of each slit?%.,, fiounde
Snow Eggs
2 cups milk -
3 tablespoons sugar
14 teaspoon -salt
2 tablespoons corn starch
3 egg whites
teaspoon vanilla extract.
Mix corn starch with 1/4 cup milk.
Meanwhile scald remainder of milk. in
a double boiler. Add sugar, Slowly
add corn starch mixture; stirring con-
stantly until well thickened. Add
salt. Cook '15 minutes, stirring occa-
sionally." Beat egg white's' until very
stiff. Pour hot custard mixture slow-
ly over eggs, beating until bleided.
Add vanilla: Pour . into egg. cups
which have been wet with cold vra-
ter-chill. Serve with custard sauce,
made as follows:
1 cup milk
3 egg yolks
2 tablespoons sugar
Vanilla.
Scald milk. Add sugar. Beat egg
'yolks until light. Pour hot milk ov-
er eggs. Return to double boiler.
Cook until mixture coats the spoon.
Add vanilla. Cool. To serve - turn
snow moulds onto serving dish -pour
custard around.
Baked Grated Carrot
This method utilizes old stored car-
rots,' with good results.
Wash, pare and coarsely grate car
t:
An important :Place PP the l ia,r'ket
ing list should lqe givm to,: eggs;
Fresh eggs' are an appetizing', .health-
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They are easily and quickly prhpai'eti
either as the main 'dish of :any:snea1,•
or in. combinatiou with other -foo*,
for dessert.
Eggs are graded •according .to. Gov-
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In order of quality the grades are:
Grade Al, Grade A, Grade B, Grade
C.
The Consumer Service Section,
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1 sup milk
2 tablespoons butter
2 tablespoons flour
1/8 teaspoon salt
4 eggs, hard cooked
4 slices buttered toast. I Clinton
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,Caramel Spanish Cream
2 cups milk
1/ cup sugar
11/ tablespoons gelatine
1/4 teaspoon salt '
1/2 cup boiling water
14 cup cold Water
3 eggs
1 tablespoon butter.
Soak gelatine in 1/4 cup water. Melt
butter. Add 1/4 cup sugar. Stir ,con-
stantly until golden brown. Add 1/
cup boiling water. Stir until sugar is
dissolved. Add salt, milk and re-
maining sugar. Bring to boiling. Pour
over well beaten egg yolks. Return
to stove, Stir until mixture coats the
spoon. • Add soaked gelatine. Cook 1
minute. ' Pour over stiffly beaten egg
whites. Mix thoroughly. Pour into
wet mould. When set, turn out.
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Mrs. Isabella; Fink'beiner, was hos-
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her daughter, Helen, whosemar-
ria,: e . took place on Saturday to Mr.
Albin Fawcett, of Exeter. Mrs. K.
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cause Jaffry Clay was a poet. Was
that love, Anse? That was a lie and
a cruel, ugly thing. I'll have no
more of 'that."
"Let's nbt talk of it, Gillian. Some
of us can guess at the truth, 'even if
you will never say what happened
between you and Clay. I won't talk
to you of love any more. You know
what you're doing, nay dear - I hope
you do. But you're so young, and so
splendid. 1 hate to think that you
might make a meas of your life. Do
these things mean so',much to you,
these things that require a lot of
money'?"
,. "They're
I've ever known. What else is
there?"
He thought of , David, her father,
killed, in France. She had scarcely
known himi; of Gillian. Crandall, car-
ried,' white-faced and broken, front
the hunting dela, to linger a few
'months, then go; of the two fright-
ened -eyed little ones, Gillian and
Deborah, and of himself, their guar-
dian. He had tried, after his rough
fashion, triedhard, but somewhere
along the road he had. failed,. There
bad been lots of money until a few'
years ago, then 'suddenly there had
been scarcely any, and he was too
(AO; too broken, to do, anything about.
it. And here was Gillian-,
"I'm going to a week -end party at
all I know, Anse. All
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