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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES. FRIDAY, DECEMBER 5; 1930 The Secret of MARGARET YORKE By Kathleen Norris The Story Thus Far: Margaret Yorke, an attractive young woman from New York,.. is companion to Mrs. Cutting, In © California, and governess to Mrs. Cutting's small, adopted son, Jim... Mrs. Cutting knows nothing of Margaret's antecedents. Margaret takes a dislike to Mrs. Cutting's nephew, Stanley Crittenden, be- cause of his apparently idle 1 habits. Stanley is curious about Margaret. At a bridge game he 1 much attracted to Margaret, i she is coldly indifferent to ' him. Mrs. Cutting comes to Margaret's room ,at night and tells her that Mrs. Cuyler Theo- | bald ot New York, the former ' Shirley Wilson, and once Stan- ley' sflancee, is coming back to got a' divorce. At the mention of Cuyler Theobaid"s name, Mar- garet turns pale. The family go to their ranch at Uplands, and Margaret, driving with Stanley, tells him what she has heard about Shirleys' coming. Stanley takes the news calmly. Mar. garet, at the farm, finds that her dislike of Stanley is being over come. Margaret establishes her- self as a favorite with the week- end guests at Uplands. Stanley returns alone to the farm, after the guests have departed, and he and Margaret find themselves falling in love. Back at Bur- lingame Shirley Wilson Thebald has settled in the Ferguson house. Soclety decides not to forgive Shirley but she la deter mined to be recognized. She attends a strawberry fete where she meets Margaret and she tions her about Stan, A week after the strawberry fete Shirley goes to the country club and sees Margaret and Jim. Bhe tries to find out from Margaret Stan's attitude on Mrs. Cutting"s adop- tion of the child. She meets Stan and has a talk with him and fof the first time recog- nises that Margaret Yorke is her rival | ecuring Stan's affece tions. irley invites Stan to &pend an evening with her. Bhe plays on his sympathy in her re- cital of her martial misadven. ture. Stan kisses her good- night. Stan telephones his aunt that he is bringing Shirley to Uplands where Mrs. Cutting and Margaret are spending a few days. INSTALMENT A In the week that followed Mar- (he Sam Mateo Club, to get the! Cutting | Riverses and vhe found use for every particle of bring them back for lunch. aret Yorke and Mrs. patience they could muster. Shir- ley Theobald took complete pos- fon of "Uplands," and every- thing that occurred there wae arranged with comfort or desire. Shirley began by being every- thing that wae sweet, enthusias- tic, appreciative. She was tired, ; pleaded, she didn't want to Sitariere with anybody's plans, she just wanted to lie here in one (Yorke that made him always want o the great wicker chairs and rest. After the first few hours, every- dhl that spires sald and did arre: n Margaret; she found herself Ber Han with effort, her smiles hurt the actual muscles of her face, and her whole mental, moral, and spiritual being seemed to be meta- morphosed into something un- 'manageable, irritable and strange. | 'Mrs, Cutting was at first in an equally uncomfortable state, with her own type of heartache and entment. She told Margaret twenty times, on that first Satur. day afternoon, that if Shirley Theobald was to stay at "Up- lands' she herself would go home. She disliked the girl, and Stan must bave known it! ' How could Stun be so blind-- 'how could Stan be so blind! she and his aunt asked each other, iasked themselves in their souls a 'hundred times a day. He was #0 big. so clean and simple and un- |spoiled; how could he think this pretty, selfish little egotist every. thing that was admirable and fine lin woman? Yet that he did think her so, hey could not long doubt. Stan {was at first a.trifle apologetic at having brought her down to them with only a few hours' warning. iBut as Mrs. Cutting and Margare! wose to the situation, welcomed Shirley cordially, the conviction that he had done a wise and clever thing grew upon Stan. He was fitfully gay, too gay. feverishly eager always to have some plan afoot; telephoning oth- er people to come down to "Up- lands" and join them, or racing off with Shirley in the roadeter Jo attend some party or dinner. And, between these spasmodic times of hilarity, he was nervous, sensitive, silent. His look was al- ways moving quickly about, as if be suspected pitfalls everywhere; n the conversation, in the dom- e:t's routine, in the day's plans. H= answered 'his aunt with a veil. restrained politeness every breath came on the comvule worse than any abruptness, and sive hitching of sobs, he ha--ha ed and he guarreled openly with Hang and Battersby. For Shirley's conversation he aways had a quick, emiling at- tention, but he gave only an ab- sent-minded, nervous sort of no- tice to what the others sald, With Margaret he presently grew ab wolutely sharp. "] wish you wouldn't always 'oppose my plans," he said, smil- ing patiently, on the Thursday 'morning that seemed to Margaret five months rather than only five lays away from Saturday after- noon of Shirley's arrival. "I'm not opposing your plans, Mr. Crittenden!" Margaret ans- wered, stung. "The Riverses and ith» Cannons are coming down to- dav, and that's why I tola Carrs that we we 'dn't wan' 'he box ilun~heon for Santa Cr : | "Qh!" Stanley said, ashamed. | "Oh, 1 see. My fault. I'm sorry!" Margaret, puttin grasses and ® mixture of gay fleld and gar- den blossoms into a glass bowl, | 41d not answer. A lump came in- ' lo her throat, "Im sorry, Margaret," Stanley said again, st her elbow, very low. The look in her dark blue eyes, ATE reference to ber busy among the flowers, had hint- ind | ent. There had been something and | oe pleading, a sorrowful look, Tone through a sudden hot film |of tears. He knew that it was ex- cruciating to her to show emo tion; that she would rather have suffered any othe! punishment 'than to have him see those eyes then, and those tears. "What is it? Something wrong?" he asked with sudden tenderness in his voice. She had her secrets; life was not all simple and smooth for her. A vague picture of some brutal man in a far away city, some sordid little complica tion of her salary check and his rapacity, made him feel a pang of affection and loyalty for her. "You know you wouldn't let MF help out!" he reminded her, with a little twisted grin. "1 don't think I asked for any sympathy!" Margaret said, blind with unreasoning pain, and vent. ing upon him her anger at her self. "Now, look here-- look here-- look here!" Stanley warned her, in the kindly, amused tone he would have used to a petulant child. He took her hand away from the flowers, turned her toe ward him while he held her fing- ers tightly, He was amazed to find himeelf in this position, but he did not retreat. "Tell me what's wrong!" he sald. "Nothing at all!" Margaret said coldly, freeing herself. "He thinks 1 am simply a rude, ill tempered beast!" she thought. "1 ean't help it--I don't care!" "Don't be blue!" Stanley coax: ed her, troubled and sympathetic "Bverything'll come out all right "Please go away--I'm going t¢ ery, I think," Margaret sald quickly and warningly. Stanley after a moment's hesitation dis appeared, and the girl, dizzy wit feeling, went on blindly arrang- ing her flowers. She turned, He was gone. A sickness of spirit descended upon her and did not lift for the re mainder of the day. She avoided Stanley's neighborhood; it was impossible to avoid Shirley, whn was making herseit lovely In lemun-colored lace and a straw | colored hat, to go with Stanley to! Cannons and | Stanley, going back to the porch, and oddly haunted by the memory of Margaret's slender, (youthful figure, the brown hands led that Margaret and Jim might like to go along. He did not admit it to himeelf, perhaps he hardly [realized it, but hitherto he bad fibeen frequently antagonized by ome curious quality about Mim to make 'a fool of himself, The | girl was sure of herself, inaoces- sible, somehow. | But today she had been differ stirfing and disarming about that | forlorn: "Go away! I'm going to ory." | "Ask her if she'd like to go," | his sunt, placidly buffing perfect nails, answered his suggestion. Shirley looked from aunt to nephew with elevated bows and {an odd little smile. | "I Mke to be decent to her," Stan explained. | "Decent to her!" Shirley offer- ed lightly. "My dear, you're ridi- culously good to her. By all means take her, if you Ilke! But [ thought Jimmie was in disgrace?" Jimmie was indeed in disgrace; but Mrs. Cutting gave her guest a resentful look that it ~hould have been remembered. Punishment for Jimmie was usually largely evaporated in the originer courte martial. After thet the family that adored him made it a point to forget the painful details as fast as possible. "If they go I think I had bet- ter not go," Shirley further sug- gested pleasantly. Mrs. Cutting told herself contemptuously that . she might have expected this. Now Shirley would be sweet, de- (termined, cool. No, she had s Blight headache, Margaret came to the porch doorway, pushing rather than es- corting Jim, who was weeping loudly, with his bowed little head dripping from under a turban, like towel, and water falling up- on his pongee wrapper, Jim's crime had been erawling into the old guinea-pig house and eating a week-old biscuit he had found there. Nora, whose horror of germs amounted to a disease in itself, had washed him and soap- ed him and scrubbed him with ore vigor than tenderness. Now \his Margar had rescued him, and the was weeping more Joudly than ever in his exquisite self-pity, h dn't known dat webbit ble uit was wong to eat--and he ha ----ha---hadn't --eated but one bite---- = Margaret nodded, all reassure ance and amusement and sym- pathy, as Mrs. Cutting looked up in concern and distress, and Stan thought the girlish figure touch- ingly big-sisterly and kind as she led the emall offender down to, fthe warm shade of the oaks. "Heavens, what an uproar!" iwas all Shirley said. Sometimes ish® was really extremely nice with Jim, and told him about her little nephew, Billy Pond, who thad to go to a big hospital, and o had four nurses and three Jireetors in New York; mously rich friend of Shirley sot all her boy's clothes there, ) got up and sauntered away, and Stan sauntered after her, as his aunt had known he Margaret bad known \He was he could not longer talk sense or think sense where wconcerned. Whatever else failed he must be at peace with Shirle an enor Atter the Jim episode, Shirley! would, as he would, completely captivated; Shirley was (To be Continred) NODERNITY ENTERS ISOLATED ISLANDS Autos and Radios Now Found in St. Pierre and Miquelon Montreal, Dec. 4.--It is now pos- sible to drive by car for four miles on the Islands of St. Pierre and Mi- quelon, and it is possible to walk 10 miles in one direction, according to Jean J. Legasse, director of "De La Morue Francaise,' St. Plerre town, who is at the Mount Royal Hotel today, He said there were now more than 100 cars on the islands, and the duty was light, and the tax on cars only about $30 a year. In Newfoundland, the import tax is 100 per cent. which makes an inter- esting comparison. St. Pierre and Miquelon, proper- ty of the French, use French money, and though at present benefitting from the liquor trade, cod fishing was really their means of employ- ment. "You cannot depend on this 1i- quor trade," said Mr. Legasse. 'It fs Canada's and the States' ware- house, The business may last for 10 years, or end tomorrow." People felt that the four mile- road warranted their having cars, he said, Radio Is Luxury The chief luxury of the island was radio, and they could pick up Europe as well as America. He had got Rome on his radio, and Mont- real came in occasionally, but rath- --- 3 AE nn PR By Thornton There's many a thing you do not dare Pou'll do when driven by despair. ~Young Muskrat. The Black Shadows were creep- ing out from the Purple Hills across the Green Meadows. Al- ready they had reached the low- er part of the Laughing Brook. The trapped Young Muskrat with one leg held fast inJ h-hrdlu one aching leg held fast in steel jaws had spent a day of utter mlis- ery. Pain and fear had been al- most more than he could bear. All day he had dreaded the com- ing of the trapper. Now as the Black Shadow came crecping near- er he forgot the trap and be- gan thinking of Reddy Fox and other prowlers of the night who might find him. Suddenly, Jerry Muskrat, who had been down the Laughin Brook toward the Big River, appeared [ W. Burgess swimming rapidly. With his tail he gave the danger warning that every Muskrat understands. Mrs Jerry, who was keeping watch not far 'away, dived into deep water. Jerry himself, did not dive. © He swam straight to that old log where the young Muskrat was held prisoner. "That trapper is com- ing," said Jerry. "It is your leg or your life now and you haven't much time." The young Muskrat whimper. He knew his father must be telling the truth. He knew that Jerry wouldn't have giv. en that danger signal for nothing But oh dear, how could he do such a dreadful thing, such a horrible thing. as to bite off his own leg? Ho couldn't. Perhaps that boy wouldn't come all the way there after all. Perhaps he had other traps and would forget this one. began to To bite his own leg off was too horrible to even think of. Jerry Muskrat was floating close at hand, looking down the Laugh- ing Brook and listening. A stick snapped. The young Muskrat heard it. He looked at Jerry. "He's coming," said Jerry. Again a stick snapped. Then the young Muskrat heard the sound of heavy feet along the bank and the rattling of bushes as someone pushed through the brush. A few minutes later he saw that boy, the strong boy whom he had so often seen when Farmer Brown's Boy was about. He was coming along the bank and in one hand he carried a stout stick. He was looking eargerly to- wards that log on which the young Muskrat sat. He begam to run forward. He nad seen that young Muskrat gaught in the trap. It was then that desperation took possession of the young Musk- rat. He plunged off that log in- to the shallow water. There he twisted and turned and pulled and twisted and turned some more. It hurt terribly but fear was greater than the pain. The boy was al- most there. With a cry he rughed forward, his stout stick raised for a blow at the young Muskrat, a blow that would mean the end of him. Turning, twisting, all the time wrenching and pulling, the young Muskrat struggled. Just as that stout stick started down he suddenly found himself free. Yes, sir, he found himself frce. In his haste to get into deep water, and in the sud- den reljef from that terrible grip, he didn't at first realize that he had lost that leg. He had, how- ever. He had twisted it off. It was back there in the trap, The bone had been broken by those dreadful steel jaws that wouldn't let go and in his desperation he had twisted himself free. His father, Jerry Muskrat, was there just ahead of him showing him the way. It was fortunate that he did not need that lost front foot for swimming. He could swim very well without it, So, as he followed his father, he didn't fully realize what had happened to him. As for that boy, he had seen the struggle of that young Musk- rat. Ag the latter escaped the boy's first feeling was one of dis- appointment. Then he saw that pitiful little black foot in the trap and pity for the voung Muskrat swept over him. He took up the trap. He went to two others and took them up. "Never again," sald he, "will I get one of t3 cruel things, I didn't realize how cruel they are, No more steel traps for me." And from that day to this Jerry Muskrat has never found another steel trap around the Smiling Pool or along the Laughing Brook for his head 3 Here and There (655) Officially closing the 1930 ship- ping season as far as inward bound Quebec terminus ships are coa- cerned, Canadian Pacific liner Em- press of Australia docked at An- client Capital November 21, carrying back from the Imperial Conference Premier Ferguson of Ontario, Hoa., Hugh Guthrie, Minister of Justice; Hon. C, H. Cahan, Secretary of State, and Hon. Thomas Chapais, Canadian delegate to the League of Nations, i] PR RY | Dressed poultry shows are being; held in Regina on December 10th) and in Saskatoon om December 11th fer the purpose of arousing friendly competition in poultry pro- duction among the farmers of the province and further to advertise the poultry industry, according to W. Waldron, provincial markets commissioner. Mr, Waldron said that money prizes and special awards are to be given at these shows. Headed by the Rt. Rev. Andre Lefebvre, Bishop of Ming Po, China, four priests and eight sis- ters, composing the largest mis. sionary party to leave Oanada for the Far Fast this year, left recent ly from Vancouver by 8.8. Empress of Asia. They will join missions in Japan and Manchuria as well as China er badly. The wireless came into the island, and the cable companies supplied the people with news of the outside 4 world by posting a bulletin every morning. The clerks 'picked' off the news as it went through and thus the fisherfolk had the day's happenings before Americans and Canadians had. There were no newspapers on the island, he stated The island was ruled by a French Governor, it being a good place for | & governor to get his health back after & sojourn in Africa, or some other tropical French possession. Governing was easy with such law- abiding folk, he said. There was a legislative council of five who helped the Governor, a municipal council of 19 who ran the port of St. Pierre, and a cham- ber of commerce, These were the only organizations on the island of that nature, Eighty Telephones The head of the Roman Catholic Church was a priest who had the powers of a bishop. There are 80 telephones on the island. Speaking of communication, he shid it was about 15 hours from North Sydney, a distance of 170 miles, or 100 miles from Palcentia, Newfoundland. The boat called every two weeks in winter and every 12 days in summer, The codfish industry was in a bad way, and since Mihing was the main occupation of the people it entailed great hardship on many. However, work was being provided at public expense this year. The unemployed of St. Plerre and Miquelon totalled about 80, he theught. The climate he described as being milder than Montreal's but foggiery It was healthy, and the people who lived there seemed to have no des sire to leave Many of the older folk" had never seen the mainland. NEWCASTLE Newcastle, Dec, 1--On Wednesday evening, Nov. 27, Mrs. Percy Hare entertained the Newcastle Ladies Bowling Club at her home. Five Hun- dred was played at four tables. The first prize, a Chinese brass dinner gong, was won by Mrs. Chris. Law; second prize, a pair of bridge salt and pepper shakers, was won by Mrs. Sheridan, the consolation prize going to Mrs. J. C. Hancock. Miss V. Wheeler, Belleville, entertained with several selections on the piano. Dain- ty refreshments were served by the hostess assisted by Mrs. J. S. Ames, Bowmanville, Among the guests were: Mrs. J. A. Butler, Mrs. J. E. Matchett, Mrs. Walton, Mrs. Law, Mrs, Fligg, Mrs. Hancock, Mrs. Cun- ningham, Mrs. G. Jamieson, Mrs, E, Hoar, Mrs. C. Carveth, Mrs. Sheri- dan, Toronto, Mrs, J. E. W. Phillip, rs. J. Purdy," Mrs. W. Jackson, rs C. Batty, Mri. J. R. Fisher, Mrs. E. Figher, Miss V. Wheeler, Belle- ville, Mrs. J. S. Ames, Bowmanville, It behooves the United States to be prepared to enforce peace in so far as we are concerned.--Rep- resentative Fred R. Britten, EATON GROCETERIA It Pays To Shop Here Always doctors. But Jim ueually distress: ed her vaguely; she looked. atl 'him in bewilderment. 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