Flesherton Advance, 14 Jul 1926, p. 2

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Be Sure To Say "SAIADA* GREEN TEA .. It !• br far th« moat delicioti*. A«K for It. ms BMHE BEGIN HERE TODAY The marriage of Dolly and Nlf«l >retherton proves an unhappy one. When war is declared, NIkp' li Kla<l to enlist. Ho leaves Dolly in th« care of his friend, Mary Furnival. Nigel is Idiled In action and Dolly marries an old sweetheart, Robert Durham. Dolly and Roljert rail for America and word cornea of the sink- ing of the ship on which they took passage. When Nigel's older brother, David, ealls to see Nigel's widow, Mary is ashamed to t«Il him of Dolly's mar- riage. David mistakes Mary for his brother's wife and asks her to come to live at Red Grange with him and his aunt, who welcome her when she cornea. Mary tells the aunt. Miss Var- ney, that nobody else loved Nigel as M?.ry loved him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. David followed at once. He talked trivialities until they were back again in the house, then. She was afraid of David; his Mary escaped to her own room new frienilliness toward her made her afraid. Something in the steady kind'.ine^a of his eyes seemed to pierce the mean little deceptions of her heart, and leave her ashamed. "But it'.s not as if I were trying to get an>-thing for myself," she argued with her conscience. "I only want to bo here in NiKfl'.s home for a little while, for just a few days. I wi'll be quite willing to go away then." She tried to comfort herself with this assurance; but she fell miserable •s »hie went down to lunch. It .*emed as if everyone must kiww, as if the very servants knew that she was an impostor; even the eys.s of the faded p>optraits that lined the room seented to he lookipg thsir contempt and condemnation at her; she could not bear to meet their cold, fteady gaze. She was rou.scd from her thoughts to the sound of David's voice; be was •peaking to Miss Varney. "I heard from Monty Fisher this morning. Aunt Florence, I wish you would write to Miss Fisher, and ask them both down here for a week-end." Ho turned to Mary. "Have you ever mcit Fisher?" Mary tried to find her voice, but it seemed to die away rn her throat; •he moistened her lips nervously. After a moment: "You mean Mr. Fisher, tl»e so'-ici- tor?" .she faltered. "Yes; he is my l)«.'<t friend. Be u»ed to see to all Nigel's afTairs for him." "I have met him â€" -yee." "A very nice young man," said Mis« Varney. "A great favorite of mine. I will certainly ask them down." Mary felt hh If she must burst out kiughing. What a short-lived paradi.se her« was to tie, after all. She knev^ that Fisher would recognize her at once â€" knew that she could hope for nothing more once ho saw her there instnlled AS Nigol-'s wi<iow. A desperate itlea of appealing to I>avid not to ask them rushed into her Tnind. But what reasoii could she give? It would or/.y arouse his bu»- plcion at once; Mid, l)e«idt?s, if Fisher After Every Meal It doesn't take much to keep you in trim. Nature only aska a little help. Wriglcy'g, after every meal, benefits teetl^ breath, appetite and *' digestion. A Flavor for Every Taste issue No. 27- w&rw his beat friend, how could Bh« hope that her aecret would bo kept? D«vid was .speaking to her. "Have you met Miss Fisher, toor' "No â€" oh, no â€" no, I haven't!" "I don't think Mary would care for her at »H," Miss Varney int«rpofli»d decidedly. "She isn't in the least like her brother. 1 can't tolerate dresned- up dollii!" David laughed. "Oh, come, dear, .she isn't e« bad as that. And Monty think* the world of her." Miss Varney said "Humph!" She looked at Mary, and shook her head. "You wait till you see her," she admonished, "and then telll me who is right, David or I." Mary did not answer. When lunch waa ended, and David rose to leave the room, she made some excuse and fol- lowed. The desperate idea of appealing to him was still lingering in her mind. He had been bo kind to her that mom- inig â€" surely if she asked him not to invite the Fishers dowm for the pre- sent â€" But what excuse could she give? Wiiat reason that would bo adequate? She stopped outside the diningroom door with a feeling of utter defeat. David, hearing her steps, turned. He came back a little. "Do you want me?" "No, only â€" " He hrsitatcd, then came wholly back. "Would you like to go out? There is the car. I shall be only too delight- ed if you will come." He was well aware of the restless- ; ness in her eyes. Some new feeling of chivalry in his heart made him long to help heir and comfort her. He had never i)efore met a woman who so appealed to him as this one. "If it wouldn't bo bothering you," she told him. "But I am afraid it would be." "Nonsen.se! Run away and put your l>onnet on." Shs laughed outright at that. "I don't wear a bonnet â€" yet." "Don't you? I'm «)rry." He laugh- ed with her. "Hat, then â€" is that i)€t- ter?" CHAPTER XXVII. A RESPITE. He stood 'x>oking after her as she I ran up the stairs. When she came ' down again he was waiting in the ha'.l. Ho wore a big coat and a soft I hat; a fur-lin'e<I cloak hung over his arm. I "This is for you," he said, seeing I her glance at It. "It's cold motoring erven on a warm day, and the wind is chilly this afternoon." He wrapped ! It round her, laughing when he saw how much too large it was for her slim figure. "It's beautifully warm," she told him. j Miss Varney came to the door to see them start. 1 "Be very careful now," she adm<]fni- ished David. "No accidents." I She looked at Mary. 1 "1 never will go out in the car my- self," she said. "And I'm always in dread that Fomething will happen to I David. Oh, no, I know you're not a reckless driver, my dear" â€" as he ven- j turod to protest. "But it's the other people on the road who are reckless. • Don't you let him drive too fast, ' Mary." The car started smoothly away. Mary leaned back in the luxurious! I seal l>esldo David, and gave herself i I up to th:' enjoyment of the nximent. i She would not think of anything un- pleasant; she determinedly thrust all >;ha<li:ws of the future behind her. ".\y yiu I njoying It?" aske<I David. He looked down at h<sr smilingly. "I think it's love'y! I've never been In ruch a big car iwfor?." "I"l ti-ach you to drive some da/, if you would care to hii.rn. It's quite easy when you ln>;>w how." "I don't believe I could ever learn." "Non«en»e!" He moved a little nearer to her, (Miintlng out the various brakes and handles. "When we get Into a quiet«r road we wi 1 change places, and you shall try." She Bsrented eBg«rly. About half a mVjf) further atonig he stopped. "Now you take my seat." He sat with one arm liehind her, his hand on the wheel, ready to control it; he showed her hoff to u*e the eleo- tric ttartar. Mary gave a IHtte excit- ed cry when she felt the car moving forward under har control). David laAighed at h*r. "You look like a child with a new toy," he Miid. "Turn tho wheel a little more to tho left â€" we're too much at the lilde ol the roud." Her eyee were bright and her chreka flushed when ho turiiod her back to her own seat. "I oanr't allow you to drive through the village," he said. "Btside-s, you havon^t got a license. We shall have the police after ua." He leaned acro.sa and tucked the rug warmly round her; there wa<> Fon>ething so Intimate and friendly in the little action that Mary felt suddenly as if she had known him aM h<T 11 f 2. Once again the desire came to her to si)eak about the Fishers. Shs stc-'.a a shy gliancie at him; be was looking at her. "Well?" he eivcouraged. She sat up suddenly. "I wonder if you would think it very strange if I were to ask you •omethlng?" She was surpil.std at her own dar- ing and the steadiness of her voice. "TVy mo and see," he suggested. She looked straight ahead of her down the little quiet road, with its handful of cottages and tiny shops. "It's onily â€" only â€" I wonder if you wouild mind very much if I asked you not to â€" to invite Mr.^lsher down here just yet?" She caught her breath. Beneath the fur rug her hands were clasped -to- gether tightly. David did not answer for a moment. "You don't like him?" he hazarded then. She shook her head vigorously. "Oh, no â€" no, it isn't that! He has a'hvays been very nice to me. But if i^'m< 7\ iDEPiL. She looked .straight ahead down tho little (juiet road. you don't mind very much â€" just while I am here. Oh, I know it sounds dread- ful of me to ask such a thing." ''What do you mean â€" 'ju.st while you are here'?" he questioned. She did not look at him. "Because I sha'n't be hei-e long, of course; only for a little while. I couldn't stay hero very long; it wnouldn't hvi right." "Why not right?" "Why, Indeed? Her heart echoed the question mockingly. _, "Becau.se," she said faintly, "oh, be- cause â€" " And then stopped again. CHAPTER XXVIII. MARY'S REtJl'EST. There was a little sileiKO. They had left the viJlage behiml them now, and were out again on the high road, be- tween broad hedges. "They shall not come if you don't wish it," said David presently. "I wil'l tell my aunt." But now she had got her own way she was frightened. "Oh, I don't want you to put them off beoau.stt of me! They aro your friends'. It can i>e no concern of mine if they oome." She was breathkoB and agitated. "Oh, I hope you are not otTendedl" she pleaded. He arailed. "It takes more than that to offend me. I am glad you asked me to put them olT; It shows that you don't fee) as if I am quite a strang^^r. I am very glad I" When he spoke again, it wa« en- tirely li-relevant. "When wi'll you have your next driving les.son?" (To be continued.) Sentence Sermons. 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'Rplte of all^lhe pains I'm taking, I'm ashamed to sit and view- All the blunders I've been makine. Tyb so bungled my affairs, Doing what I thought was wise. That I've ceased to put on airs And I fear to criticize. .Ml my hoasle.l Judgment seems But a hodKe-podge and a jumble. 1 have spoiled st) many dresnis That I should be very humble. Por the gain I thought was good Often turned out very had. And the loss, when understood. Brought what small Hurcesa I'va had. .As It's Riveu me to see, t have come to this conclusion: Telling God what ought to be - Is Impertinent intrusion. Since I cannot wisely nin All these small affairs of mine, Surely I am not the one To resent the will divine. . â€"Edgar A. Guest. MInard't Liniment tor Rheumatism. The Answer. Few tbtngs lu nature are more touch- ing than the confidence whldi some politely nurtured children repose la parental wisdom. Even In the books that are especially desi4ned to maka them wise, the little people caunot al- ways be sure of turning to the page that will enlighten them. But they ask father with an assurance that be knows almost everything, and when tie l« frank enough to confess an Ignor- ance In any particular direction It li likely to take them by surprise. We who are older and consider our- seivee wiser are forever Interrogating the Inflnlto and putting to it the rki- die of the universe without finding an answer. Yet we go on In the faith that lu order to live aright It Is not ifbcessary to have every problem im- mediately solved. Dr. Samuel John- son said that there are many doubts that do not deserve to be cleared; and the pity of It Is that so much time la spent In hazy speculation that should be given to action. We must oak ques- tions; progress begins with the end- less curiosity that the child manifests. There Is no education without iaterro. gallon. But when we cannot receive the full and satisfactory reply and the mystery of life remain* optkque and impenetrable, that is no warrant for discouragement nor for a refusal to play our valorous part In a unlverM where our finite minds forever grope amid uncertainties. Let ua theiretore not be dlabeartened by all that we do not know nor repine becauae we oannot tell ourselves why a sacrifice Is aaked of us or a particu- lar burden is committed to our feeble- ness to carry. Though now we see through a glass darkly, some day wa »hall understand and ahall know as we are known. Swat ttie fig with GILLETtS LYE A teaspoonf ul of Gfllett's Lye sprinkled in the Garbage Can prevents flies breeding C/m mUtt't Ly% for all Cl$antng €md IHtlnfecting Cntt littl* but alwayt effective That Youthful FeeUng. Youth, the elusive, la what every wo- man seeks to bold against the strong pull of the years. Some succeed, others don't. There i-s an art In pre- serving those youthful looks, and few women really possess it. Perhaps the most important aid to preserving youth has nothing what- ever to do with beauty parlors or cos- metics. The first essential Is a happy mind; thle means that the woman who would look less than her actual years must ciiltlvate happy, care-free thoughts. Nothing ages like worry; It Is the King of the Wrinkle-makers. Perfect health makes lor beauty. Therefore scrupulous attention to physical fitness Is the next essential. Some women In the later thirties and forties acquire that vice of middle age â€" a love of good things to eat. This tendency must be curted. But this does not mean that the youth-seeker should "bant." To fight Nature when Nature Intended you to have a full figure is to court disaster. Some women Imagine that they can defy every law of health and buy youth in the salons of the beauty spe- cialists. The best they get Is a poor Imitation. Nothing can take the place of plain food,^ outdoor exercise, ade- quate sleep, and a happy disposition. When you sleep the little soldiers of youth are at work repairing the rav- ages of time. Give them plenty of op- portunity to do their work well. This may Involve refusing Invitations. But what Is a dance missed compared with a year dodged? Minard's Liniment for Sore Feat. Drawing the Crowd. "Oddky is th* best policy," seem* to be the most recent slogan of the Japan*- eae ehopfceeper. Thte Is eepeclaJily tru« of the small shops that have sprung ttp all over Toklo since the earthquake of 1938. One shop claims to give the highest discount for cash purchases. The sign reads, "Tabe (Japanese socks) at a hundred yen a pair, with ninety-nine yen off for casli." A fruit store goes by th« name Of "Fighting House." When the pro- prietor was aaked what the oonnectlon was between fruit and fighting he an- swered that the word "fight" always attracted a crowd, and the crowd might as well gather In front of his sihop as anywhere else. DlscounU are announced nearly everywhere; but one man decided to be different, so he said: "Absolutely ao discounts here. You pay through your nose." The results, he claims, are exceptionally good. Bright Beasts. "The elephant Is noted for its intel- ligence." "And the skunk for Its common scents." The Measure. Little Betty, who was staying in the country with her gnindnia, went to the, fowl-house to se If there were any eggs. She returned In a few minutes, looking very disappointed. "No eggs this morning, grannie," sh^ said, and added. "e.xcept the one tha chickens measure by." The Good Day. When the Goldeu sun he knelt On the far horizon's brim, Casting off the cloaks of night, At my bed I bowed with him. Said my prayer, and, as he rose. Rose up, too, and went my way, Fed the beast aud cleaned the byre. Bent my back above the hay. When at noon full hot he paused, Then I spread my cloth, and ate Meat that hod Its life from him Meat and fruit from his estate. Rose refreshed, and took my scythe. Tolled until, as dusk drew nigh. Passing hence, the moon his bride. Held her glowing monstrance high, Bade me see him still, then, blessed. Sent me home with joyous tread. Where th9 two dear hands I love Poured the wine and brake the bread. â€" Henry Howarth Bashford. Don't Get Enough Sleep. Eight or ten hours sleep are neces- sary If you wish to keep fit and live to a good old age. We crowd Into our days three tinu-s as much as our grand- parents did, and the strain of modern life 1* for greater, yet It Is doubtful i we take as much rest as they did I'h.'.' may be the reason more die of heart disease than of anything else. In bwi the labor of the heart Is reduced one- half. A man who has h-*d a strenuous | day's work under modem <vinJtllon.s. should sleep his eight or ten hours If he wishes to keep his youth and keep bis arteries elastic. DoiCt Wear Out "V^r Clothes withRubMng North to Qo South, if you look at one of the flat mai>^ of the world which you will find In most geographies, you will decide that the shortest air route from London to Now Zealand Is over Geneva, Bagdad, Bombay and northern Australia. Now get a globe and do a little moasurlng. Y(m win find that the shortest line I.'* almost exactly over the North Pole. To travel southeast you would begin by goinc due north! I â- J ! . ' ,' '^i: i i\

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