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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, The Make-Believe Wife ny ei ee Xvi Presently Aileen and Hugh, and some of the others in the idling group began fo talk of persons ) dia not know or knew #0 slightly that ghe felt no interest in them. She was accustomed to that; it never dis d her. Tne Whites went home at about six o'- clock, but still Mrs, Kavanaugh's smart little roadster stood baking in the steaming western light on the dry cliff grass, beside Hugh's car, and still she and Hugh chatted In low tones, * Young Larry Merritt, Harriet Carey, Bert and Beatrice mean- while dug neat grooves in the wet sand just above the waves ani conducted a race 'of the sandy, hairy beach fleas that were hop- ping all about. "Aw, Bert--aw, Bert," Beatrice protested, "yours is a perfect mon. ster--that's no fair! You've got to get a smaller one--" "Mine may be smal:, said Larry, anxiously, 'but ait until they get started, and watch that baby hop!" "Now, listen, we've got to start even!" young Harriet sald, in her odd basg voice. "That's the least you can do, Bert, if you're going to race that elephant! Bring him back now--" "Haul him back!" Larry sald, inflexibly. "Come on, now, start over, Bert pa "Oh, look at mine--look at mine--oh, he's simply tearing!" Beatrice exulted. "Go. om, bov, that's the poy!" "Hop, you idiot!" Harriet sald, fn deep rich tones, her head bent over the course. "Mine fs a paralytic--leave fit to me to pick a cripple, out of all this mob!" Bert exclaimed 4!s- gustedly. 'Larry, whose favor'te was progressing by leaps and bounds, gave a chuckle of satisfac- tion. and hunched himself along on the sand to keep pace with him. Bertrice, fairly breathing'upon her own entry, as she urged him along, followed youthfully on all fours. "Mine's jumped out of the ditch! What do we do if they jump out?" Harri~t demanded excitedly, "He has to start over, doesn't he, Bre? From the start!" "Oh, move--or die, or do some- thing' He's digging his way hom» --he's homesick!" eBrt announce: ed. "How old is she?" Mrs Kavan- augh asked, watching. "Peatrice? Twenty-one." "She's better than pretty--" the older woman said slowly after a space. "She's--gold,"" Hugh Challoner stated, in deep saticfaction. Aileen dug her heel into the sand, withdrew it, and looked at the little indentation on the smonth, tide-washed shore. "Where'd you meet her, Hugh?" "Her sjelor was my secretary Zor years. A fine girl." The woman pursed her lips slightly, and glanced at him obliq- uely. "And is she still?" "No, her health broke down eompletely. She anc the mother are in southern California. She's very much improved, --the thing was taken in time. Bee here Is perfectly delighted with their let ters." "Timely," Aileen drylv, after thougil'. He brought his unruffled gaze back from the races, who were now a Windred feet away. still jerking themselves along beside the track. "How timely?" "well," she .asked {innocen'ly, #gen't it like a novel? The plain older sister gets 111, and the pretty younger sister marries her empley- er! Could anything be simpler?" "You seem to suggest--yon seems to imply--" he began, w*ik all a man's helplessness under this sort of fire, "that there was some- thin cooked up about it?" "Cooked up?" she echoed, wide- eyed and smiling. "Well--funny, then--" he hesit- ated. trying for the rizht word. "Not funny at alll'"' she answef- ed swiftly, with a faint emphasis on the second word. "Not to me, at all events. "Rdith Younger told me," she went on presently, ag the man nel- ther glance toward her nor spoke. "1 loathe the woman, anyway. We were lunching at the Savoy, in London, and she came over to our table. My mother and Mollie were commented Lean or Charlotte--yes. But you ~--you--{ine 'as yo uare, different ~-you--fine as you are, different from everyone else--to choose a-- "A what?" he sald, almost har. shly, a she paused, "Well--" she began, and hesit- ated "Don't--don't blame mie, Hugh," she interrupted herself to say, in a lower tone. "It--was a shock. I may say that much, may- n't 1? Everyope who came over last year, everyone I met, was as surprised as I. It"--her dark eyes watered, and she brushed them with the back of her slim, nervous brown hand, and laughed through wet lashes--."it didn't seem for your happiness, or for hers, my dear," she said, a little unsteadily, a little thickly. Hugh looked at her with resent- ment and impatience that were tempered by old affection. She had been Alice's bridemaid, Aileen Kavanaugh--Afleen Crawford then and only seventeen at the time of that long-ago, Dblossomy Juae wedding. . After Alice's death, in the sud- den accentuation of intimacy that their common grief had made na- tural, she had been confidential with him, and he sufficiently wrap- ped in hig own sense of loss aud change to accept without analysis the brotherly part for which she cast him, A day had come when she told him exactly how she disliked Ar- thur Kavanaugh, how Arthur br ed her. And this had vaguely of- fended Hugh; he had seen in it her frank offer of herself, and it had made him feel uncomfortable. After that embarrassing hour he had seen less of Aileen had deliber- ately avo'ded her neighborhood. Kavanaugh's health was failing, anyway; the man hag worked too hard and was anaemic--he was to be sent away to rest and play, and rehnild if that might pe. Hugh had felt a distinct relief when the Kavanaughs had left town, two years ago. although Al- leen had given him no further rea- son to feel that she was undn'y fond of him, And during 'ke weeks of his engagement and mar- riage he had never once sent her a thought; somehow she had no real place In his scheme of li'e. agreeable as it was to have her reappear, on this heavenly summer Sunday, anq met his lovelv wife ard gossip pleasantly of old times again. 3 ' As for her little touch of senti- mental emotion over his marriage --well, that was just Alleen She was always the actress. always ex- tracting from: every sitnation the elements t! t displeyed her bes'-- the aspect that was most becoming to her, Several other old friends--- especially Alice's friends--had take en this attitude with him concern. ing his mare' ve; it nettled him a little, witiicnt seeming to he nar ticularly signiticast in any way. CHAPTER XIX Suddenly she smiled brightly, her face cleare®, and her volre, when she spoke, was brisk and fin- al. "But you are happy, Hugh?" "Happier th.» I've ever been before," he answered simply. Alleen flinched a trifle, as if he had threatened to strike her; smil- ed again over the hurt, Ah, Hugh, I loved her--1I loved Alice!" she whispered quickiy. And then, in the cheerful tone she had used before, she added, "Well, you're happy. And she's happy, fsn't she? That's the main thing -- the only thing, after all. And Bort --Bert likes her?" "Adores her," the man said con. tentedly. Mrs. Kavanaugh pursed the fine red line of her lips thoughtfully, narrowed her eyes, looked at him speculatvely as if she were going to speak, and checked herself. "] see--" she presently com mented, vaguely. "When I - last saw Bert he was frantic at the mere thought of living anywhere else than in Paris," she observed. "Seems contented enough here now," his father said briefly, a faint uneasiness in her tone. She marked it, and a strange light came into her dark bright © yes. "Perhaps there's some girl at the bottom of it?" she suggested. "No," he said, scowling a little; "I don't think so." "He's mighty good-looking," the woman said simply. Yes, he's attractive," his father with me--I'll never forget it, a conceded sticky autumn da-, with a ho* wind blowing. Edith was full of ft! It was about two weeks af- ter Arthur's death, and we were supposed to be sailing' for home the following week." She paus- ed. "I went back to Paris," she went on, in a flat, toneless voice. "Mol- lie came with me, and afterward we went to Egypt--and to Norway, in the spring..,.You didn't write me?" she said, in a silence. "1 didn't write anyone." he an- swered easily emough, but without looking at her. "It was a sur. prise to everyone--my mother, everyone. It was even," he sald, laughing a lttle, "a surprise to "If you had to marry," she sald patiently, "why such a little gir1?" "I didn't have to marry!" he smilingly repeated her phrase, faintly annoyed, and refusing her sentimentality as if it had been a definite object she offered him. + "I didn't believe ft, ot first," Al- leen said irrelevantly. "I don't know why not." "Well, because--because you had alwavs heen my stand-by." sae offered, a 1'ttle hesitatingly. "I depended on.you -more than you know. If it had been Ceclly Mc "Attractive! Bert? Why, he's a heartbreaker, Hugh," she. protest. ed. "The girls in Paris went crazy about him!" . "I suppose 80," Hugh said brief- 173. "He was looking toward th» younger persons who were return. ing to them. Mrs. Kavanaugh watched instead his own handsome, serious face. "Hugh," Beatrice sald breath- lessly, dropping down on the sand opposite him, sitting childishly. on her heels, and with no eyes but for him, "I have béen winning every- thing!" "She's evidently been out here. early morning, racing sand fleas." the boy called Larry said darkly. Beatrice laughed again joyfully and then turned politely to the old- er woman, "Have you and Hugh begun to catch up?" she asked. "Just made a beginning," Aileen said, with a slight smile. "And has Hugh asked you if you'll share a very informal Sun- day supper with us?" Beatrice, st'll like a well-trained child pursued. "He hasn't. But if you will, we'll ignore Hugh, Mrs. Challoner." Alleen answered, still almost un- smiling. studying Beatrice with steady, thoughtful eyes. = -- es "Ob, but you mustn't call me Mrs. Challoner," Beatrice protest. ed, And her heart gave a spring of joy. She had looked at Hugh, rather than Aileen, as she spoke, and she could see that Hugh was pleased that she and his old friend should begin their acquaintance. ship thus cordially. "That won't be hard," Afleen sald, ag they all rose. red and anger. She had not known until this hour what Houston Chal. loner meant to her; she hag not known how bitterly she resented the intrusion of this red-headed lit. tle nobody into the holy of holes of her rare affections With all the force of an extra- ordmarily temacious and reserved nature she hated Houston's wife, Beatrice"s mere neighborhood ate fronted her, Beatrice, young, slim, quick and unselfconscious, with her frankly flushed, hot face, just like a child's face, and her simple hospitality. She to ask Afleen Kavanaugh te the Challoner house! Her incessant adoring "Hugh" was another thorn, and her insolent suggestion of familiar names, That overture, that comfortable "Oh, but you mustn't call me Mrs, Chal. loner!" should have come from Aileen, of course. Exquisitely cultured, forty-nine- year old Houston Challoner mar. ried to this commoner! Alleen, walking pleasantly between hus. band and wife, toward the cars, felt her soul teeming with resent- ment, questions, plots. When they reached the cottage Beatrice escorted her upstairs, do- ing the honors of the dugky, airy gpare-room happ!'y looking to tow- els, powder and brushes, snapping up lights. "We always forage free on Sun- day nights," she exclaimed, 'so come down whenever you're ready. Hugh and I'll probably be in 'the big room--deep in Kreutzmann!" "I remember the Sunday nights in this house," Afleen said deliber- ately, to hurt her. But Beatrice's prieht face did not cloud. "Of course you do!' 'she conced- ed cordially, "You'd remember our old Nelly, too?" she added from the door way. "And Lewis," Aileen said ¢o0'1- ly. "The driver they always had." "Oh. he's dead, you know, Fe dled of nmeumonia, las! Christe mas," Beatrice exnlained And Al- leen hated her afresh, hated her for being in touth w'*h even so fn- sieniticant a view of Challoner his tory as one of the family, while she heree'? was entirely fznorant of it. "And what fe this Krentzmann thin~?" ghe asked. "Why," Beatrice explained eag- erly. "this 0'7 man named Kre1tz- mann dfed--" "And Hneh is doing a millfon- dollar memoris1?" Ailesn asked, as it she knew all about it. "Well. not exactly," Be~trico corrected, evagnarating her afrach, "It's to be a co'¥we, out near San- ta Barhara somewhere, in Califor- nia. And Fneh's doing tho--most beautify! plans--" she finished, her face brightening with every word. "And what is there in that for hi" Afleen asked unenthusil. cally, "There's a fifty-thousand-doilar prize, but of course it isn't that!" Beatrice explained. "It's really" ghe added, "that he has a sort of inspiration about it, and he's in fit heart and soul. And whatever Hugh goes after," she concluded; with a lttle shy pride. 'he seams to get!" Arthur Kavanaugh had lived a few weeks too long; they had béen expensive weeks to the dark-eyed, thin woman who washed her face and brushed her black hair in the warm, summery pleasantness of the. Challoners' guest room this Sunday night, and heard Beatrice Challoner's happy voice in conver- sation with her stepson in the hall. "Bert! Use the upstairs bath- room, will you?" "Anything to oblige!" And then in a juvenile whine, "Ma, do I have to wash?' "Yes, dear You have to do what Mamma tells you to do!' Beatrice's voice said maternally. "My neck?" pleaded Bert. "I think I would wash my little neck, darling. There's company fu- night!" Alleen heard them laugh, and then something from Bert was in- distinct, and Beatrice answered: "All mothers call their little boys 'darling.' " There was more mumbling, and then their gay young laughter, and again Beatrice's unmistakable tones: "I'll take it under consideration, and let you know!" Hugh come to his dor, evidently with some query, for Beatrle sald eagerly: "No let me find them, Hugh; I can put my hand right or them!" And there was the sound of a losing door on either side of the hall and a subdued murmur from Hugh's room. (To be ontinued.) (Copyright, 1928; by Kathleen Norris.) -------------------------- a - She felt almost faint with hat. | EW DESIGN. NOW ON RISPLAY At All Leading Stores 63 King St. E. For Sale by LUKE FURNITURE CO. Phone 78-79 wr Laurentia The photograph reproduced above is a purely amateur study, but it is a fine illustration of how the Montreal lends itself to pictorial art, ment of the Canadian Pacific Railway to lure the fisherman from his home as, although it does not demonstrate the piscatorial possibilities, it does show something of the great natural beauty which every true angler appreciates equally wih opportunity to demonstrate his art, n Spring great Laurentian district north of It is used by the Tourist Depart- YOUNG BOY DIES AT NORTH OSHAWA Mr. and Mrs. Douglas Stew- art Are Sadly Bereaved North Oshawa, Mar. 29, -- Mrs. Marshall has returned from a few weeks' visit at Sterling 'The H. and S. Club will meet Friday evening. A good attena- ance is hoped for. Friends and relatives here of Mr. and Mrs. Douglass Stewart (nee Ina Glover) sympathize with them in the death of their little son Cameron, who departed this life early last Saturday morning. The wee boy contracted measies, and lung trouble set in, causing his death. Mrs. Stewart's parents Mr. and Mrs. Will Glover, and a brother, Mr. Bruce Glover, and family, and a sister, Mrs, T, Solo- mon and family, all reside here. North Oshawa was Mrs. Stewart's home until her marriage to Mr. Stewart. -) Mrs. R. Jollow and children, Mrs, John Alexander and Mrs. Tattersall and Gordon went to Bowmanville Tuesday. HOW TELEPHONES INCREASE A net gain in telephones, for the past year, of 45,862 as compared with 38,222 in 1927, is the state- ment of steady growth contained in the annual report of the Bell Tele- phone Company. .139,001 instru- ments were installed and 93,139 removed to provide this net gain. Further, the fact that over 65 per cent of the 714,245 Bell Tele- phones are in gervice in homes gives some idea of the substantial progress of the company in pro- viding service in spite of many changes of location. Elevators controlled by the Wheat Pool of Saskatchewan Province have paid a total of $1,430,791.60 in divi- dends tv patrons for the crop season of 1927-28. Ontario's agricultural development board paid out a fotal of five million dollars in the year ending Oct. 31 last, according to the board's annual report. These loans were made on securities totalling $13,903,000. So crisp Y S Url [GF & : 3 Here's a breakfast treat that's so crisp it crackles in milk or cream! Kellogg's Rice Krispies. Rice in its most delicious form. Toasted bubbles of flavor. Children love them, Extra good with fruits or honey added. Order a red- and-green package from your grocer. Handy to use in candies, macaroons, etc. Made by Keilogg in Lon. don, Ontario. RICE KRISPIES .andoned the effort Then came a Mr. and Mrs. Doug. Stuart and two boys, of Oshawa, spent uesday quietly in the country wu ner sister, Mrs. Solomon and fam- ly. Mr. and Mrs. Joe Grills of Cane New Ontario, and almost life-long resident of Columbus, are receiv- ing congratulations on celebrating their golden wedding anniversary today, Wednesday, March 27. There were nine children, all of whom are still living. They are: John, at home, homas, postmaster at New Liskeard, New Ontario, Bert at Pickering, James at whit- by, George of Harmony, Charlie at Columbus, Mrs. Rowe of Toronto, Mrs. Cook, Harmony, and Mrs. Al- bert Beckett North Oshawa. All are married. Mr and Mrs. George Tracy una Mrs. IT. Master of Toronto spent Sunday with their cousins, Mr. una Mrs. Robert Sykes, Mrs. W. J. Barrett spent a few days last week with her daughter, Mrs. W. W, Pipher at Toronto. Mr. and Mrs, George Lane (nee Vivian Christie) former residents here, but now of Walkerton, are the proud possessors of twin paby girls. Our hearty congratulavuus, American Paper and Pens in Canadian House of Commons Boston, April 2.--*"A Canadian statesman wants to know," says the Boston Transcript, "why in the House of Commons he must write with an American pen on paper made in the United States and study Canada as depicted in an American Atlas. But turn about is fair play. Are there not states- men in Washington glad to get certain goods made in Canada?" Aground Twice, Ship Is Sold for $500 New London, Conn., April 2.-- After a trying éxperience on Block Island, where she went ashore heavily loaded with fish, the fish- ing schooner Emily H. has been ssold for $500. Tugs attempted un- successfully to haul the vessel off after she stranded, and finally ab- high tide and off floated the un- manned Emily H, She drifted two miles to again go aground two miles down the beach. A hole was stove in" her bow, but her new owner says expenditure of $8,000 will make the schooner, which was valued at $30,000 as sound as ever. John had been an absfainer for twenty years, but fell from the 'ways of grace. "But," said the hotel pro- prietor, "who's it for?" "For my father," said the boy. "Nonscnse. Your father is a total abstainer." "To MRS. E. CORNISH, TAUNTON, ATTAINS MTH BIRTHDAY Taunton's Oldest Resident Still Enjoys Good Health Taunton, Apr. 1.--Congratula- tions to Mrs. Emma Cornish on attaining her eighty-fourth birthday on Thursday, Mar. 28th, Mrs. Cornish is Taunton's oldest resident and she still enjoys fairly good health. Mrs. Oliver Lander of Sihawa visited with her on that ay. The roads continue being in bad condition. Cars have been able to get through on the road from Five Points to Taunton but "Dobbin" has to do the cartage on most of the side roads. Mrs. Campbell and her little daughter Marjorie, who have spent the winter with friends here, have left for their home in Alberta, Mr. and Mrs. John MacGregor, gave a dinner party to all their immediate neighbors in honor of their daughter (Mae) Mrs. Camp- bell, previous to her departure for the West. The tables and drawing room were decorated with sweet peas. A very pleasant evening was enjoyed by all prseent. Miss Gladys Doan, teacher at Maxwell's is spending her holidays at her home in Stayner. Miss Bernice and Master Jack Arnott are spending their Easter holidays with their grandmother, Mrs. E. Osborne of Ebenezer. Miss Ruth Fice assisted with readings on the program at North Oshawa on Wednesday evening. We are glad that Mrs. E. A. Gifford is progressing favourably in Bowmanville Hospital, Mrs. W. Gaspell is entertaining the Zion Ladies' Aid on Wednes- day, April 10th. We hope the roads will be in good condition by that time. Mr. Luther Cornish held a successful stock and implement sale on Thursday. A large crowd attended. Miss Norma Glaspell, Oshawa, who has recently recovered from an attack of the measles, spent Easter with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Bert Glaspell. MANY FRENCH SHIPS T0 FISH THE BANKS Experiment on Grand Banks Last Summer Proved Successful Sydney, N. 8., April 2.--As a re- sult of an experiment last summer by an independent company which sent a special trawler from France to test a scheme for landing Nova Scotian and Newfoundland fish in France in fresh condition, it was learned that the number of French trawlers operating off Nova Scotia and Newfoundland would be great- ly increased this spring and sum- mer, The special trawler fished for twenty-nine days on the Grand Banks of Newfoundland and in Nova Scotia waters, returning to France with the fish which were iced when caught. Examination of the steamer's cargo on her arrival found the fish to be practically as fresh as when caught. 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