Georgetown Herald (Georgetown, ON), May 20, 1942, p. 7

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lhrr notra lhat mrrnl aing to me br larrl tonnd ound- oi spring ralph ooftdon 62 craaford oi toronto pmtfea cupboard quisling cupboard ouislings i is that too hard a name for paople who selfishly lay in unnecessary stocks of clothes or food or other goods for fear of shortages no the name is not too hard even though it may be earned through thoughtlessness for in reality they are doing in a petty mean way what the quis ling does in the open anyone who buys mora than is necessary for current needs is braaldncr his country law tor personal advantage b bajtrayinft hl loyal neighbours and those who are not so well off as he is in effect deprtvlnq our fighting men of the munitions and supplies they must have to defend us is hindering our war effort and helping our enemies loyal citiaana avoid putting unnecessary and abnormal strains on our factories in time of war loyal dtiiens do not spend one dollar mora on civilian goods than is absolutely necessary for currant needs the law provides for fines up to 3000 and imprison- mant up to two years for hoarding and hoarding is just another word for unnecessaryrselfish buying in com when it to advuabl for you to buy in advance el your immiiiwtai requliemenls sudt as your next season coal supply you will b encouraged to do so by direct ifrtwiwm from reiponilhle olhrtnli the wartiiyie prices andtrade board ottawa ojuuda aiw qmrkood park la twl mji from waafelafton- glaxiins u omrtafcat prrwetioua suburb on the main liu of railroad it a blaurd vttfe aary trraaaibuity until orroactile troll apt xb mi of aaturrataet saay fram h and tan tl hiah uut dry in train aanrtc unabl to caatipata with modam mo tor vthktaa utrraaamily toafflclml proparty valuaa inantabjy da- cratad th ltua aubur dafrnar- atrd pn tow fatt otopl ho mljm hav addad aortal tuiur to iu aatriaruvca movad away tha frama ho shlcfa at ont bad mad eucfi a brava ahowttvr ba- cam a tut down at tha hal th barn rortaf was aawd from th unlraraaj laxk of lovu aaas by its almpla tin its wruta patat and raca blinds vat th palat bad plad in clara and th concrete stffs wklcsl ouowad tha kb of tba two tarrac wvra rrackad asd worn ois balswlb bare bed boufht his house es tha tnitalmaot plan and his rhlldran war still paylna for ii old baldwin had luccumbad to th dradly monotony of writing th aam inscription oo rd allpa through thirty ytar of faithful larv 1c in thr pension offlc and had ltt th world with his dtbt bfhlnd him l had thr artistic trmprramrnt which his son tnherltrd julia ai lk bar mother who had dld tuo yrar before hrr huaband mrs drmrl hod been unimaginative ard capable it was because of her that julia had married an architect and vui living in a snug apartment in chicago that baldwin junior had gone through colli ge and hod some months at an art school before lhr war come on and that jane the nungrst hod o sense of thrift and on intensive rspenrncr in domestic economy as for thr rest of hrr jane was twenty slender as a florentine page and fuirly pretty she uus in love ulth lift and liked to talk about it young bolduln said indeed ulth the franknths of a brother that jnne ran on like a hobbling brook she uat running on this no- vtmbir morning as she and oung buldmn ule breukfnsl together june always got the breakfust soph a capable ntgrn homnn cinne over lut r to lu tp ulth the tioumunrk mid to put the six orlotk dinnir on the tabic but il uus june who marttd the pcrcnlu tor poicluri the and mode hit oist on the elictric toavttr while oung baldwin read the vtush lnitnn pnst he read bits out loud wlin he was in llu mood he was ml alwah in the niokl and then jan talked to him he did not al wis lisle u but thul rade noelllter t nee jane had named the orcolaleir phlliiiiiel because of its purlirg liiltiioiue s don t nu love it bald her brother with one eye on the pamr was tatlnft his grupcfrult love what philomel silly stuff it isnt i like to hear it sing in my present mood i prefer o hymn of bote she buttered o slice of toast for him well of course youd feel like that who wouldnt he took the toast from her and burled himself in his paper so jane buttered an other slice for herself and ate it in protesting silence plus o poached effg and a cup of coffee rich with yellow cream and much sugar janes thinness made such indul gence possible i simply love breakfast she continued is there anything you dont love joneyt with e touch of irritation yes what you he stared at her over the top of the sheet i like that well you wont talk to me baldy it isnt my fault if you hate the world no it isnt he laid down the paper but ill tell you this janey im about through she caught her breath then flung out ob youre not be o goad port biddy things are bound to come yotyr way if you wait he gave a short laugh and rose i wish i had jrour optimism i wish yotlhad they faced each other looking for the moment rather like two young cockerels janes bobbed heir emphasized the boyish effect of her straight slim figure baldy tow ered above her his black hslr matching hers his eyes too match inggray and llghtedup jane wss th first to turn her eyes at tha clock eway 8 looked youll b uu ha got his hat and coat end cam back to bar tib a blamad scr- hesd olv ma e kiss j ana sh gave it to htm and clusg to him for a moment- dont forgvt to fcrtag e stsak noma or dlnoar was all th said but ha was aware of th tiito of those clinging sag ra ft was on of his ttnanra that b had to do th mutating could not dapmd oo sherwood a ho lla small store ao baldy wtlh dreams la his head drov twice wrak to th butcher stall to the old center market to bring back chops or pcrtarbous or a trsue small roast ka had no urn for ii to th morn ings however ills uttl car took him over th country roads and through th city etrwet and landed him at the patent offlc si a quar ter of run thar with a half hour or lunch h worked until five it was a dogs uf and ha bad other ajplrtlione jan left to harwlf read lh pa- par one headline wss srnssuonal th brld of a fashionable wedding hod been deserted at th altar tha bridegroom had failed to appear st the church the guests wsltlng inv palirntly tn the pews had been in formed finally that the ceremony would b postponed krwspsprr man hunting for the bridegroom trarnrd that h had left a note for his btst man and that ha waa on his way to southern wa ters the bride could not be seen her uncle who was also hrr guard ion and with whom shr llvrd had stated that there wos nothing to be sold that was ull but society waa on tiptoe delanatd slmms was the son of a rich new yorker he and his bride were to hove spent their honeymoon on his yacht edith townr had a fortunr to match his both of them belonged to old and uriatocrotic families no wonder people were talking there was a picture of miss towne a tall fair girl in real lace orange blossoms seed ponrls pride wos in every line of her june a tender fancy corried her to that first breathless moment when the bride had donned that gracious gown and hod surveyed herself tn the mirror how happy she must hne been then the final shudder ing catastrophe sophy arrived at this moment and jnne told her about it shell never dare trust anybody will she yo fcnlnl ever tell whut a worn on will eio miss jnney effcn she a trustin nature she ii trus ond trus and e lie n she nin a trustin nature slu wont trus nolinw but whut do ou suppose mode him do it nobody knows whut a mans gwme do wen it conies to gittin married but to leave her like that sophy i should think shed die kiten the good lord let women die tten men ceived them sophy proclaimed with a chuckle dcre wouldnt be a female icf wen the trump sounded her tray was piled high with dishes as she stood in the diningroom door does youall uunt rice puddln fo dlnnah miss janey and there the subject dropped but jane thought a great deal about it as she went on with her work she told her sister julia about it when late that afternoon she wrote her weekly letter the worst of it must have been to lose her faith in things id rath er bo jane barnes without any love affair than edith town with e love affair like that baldy told me the other day that i am not unattrac tive t cant you see him saying itt and he doesnt think me pretty per haps im not but there are mo ments judy when i like myself i baldy nearly had a til when i bobbed my hair but i did it and took the consequences snd its no end comfortable baldy at the pres ent moment is midvictorian it is his reaction from the war he says he is desd sick of flappers that they are all alike and make no ap peal to the imagination i he came home the other night from s dance and read tennyson can you fancy that after the way he used to fling amy lowell at us end carl sand burg ha soys he is so tired of short skirts and knees snd proposals and cigarettes that he is going to hunt with s gun if he ever decides to merry for en eieineor a orlsoldol but the worst of it is he tskes it out in met i wish youd see the way he censors my clothes and my man ners and i sit here like s prisoner ln s tower with not man in sight but evans fvuiette snd he is just heartache judy baldysb 8alrjya0 euf the nam of tn gis- cad but he b itiirsdisd daav cwraialy dcr jtavjass sees big tales judy end fee fust slstag way at that old offlc h sstye that after those year to franc at sms lk s caf i tttmsg wonder what ctvuiiatioa is any how that w clip th wings of ear young w take our boys and shut them u and they pw fe freadobi- is that all that listi cdg to mean for rttlfty slriat hours a day bshlnd barst yet i am trying to keep him at at uruj lh nous 1 paid for i dont know whether i am right but rr all w have and both of us love u he hasnt barn ah lately to work much at night baa dead tired bug tharas a prue offer of a magarto rover drain and i want rum t ccanpet 11 says there isnt u us of hi tryteg to do anything un iraa h can glv all of his time to h of coursa youve heard ab this befot but i hear tl every day as i lik to talk things out i must a4 nl another us dsarset aae dont worry baldy eruj work ilk mad if th mood a trite him old i tall you that evans rouatss and tu mother ar to din with xm on thanksgiving dayf we ought have sis gueets to make things an but nobody will fa tn with the tu- uttee you know why so i neednt splela- kls both of the bahl for me railing other young things i em uxg to have e christmas tree for the kitten if a gay uf darling em your own jane th darkness had com by the time she had finished her utter she changed bar frock for a thta nr on wrapped bars if la an oil she elt polgasbtly the beaoty of it cape of orange hucd cloth ond went out to lock up her chickens she had fed them before she wrote her letter but she alwnys took this last look to be sure they were safe the shed where the chickens were kept wos back of the garage when jane opened the door her old per man cat merry maid came out u iter and a puffball of a kitten jane snapped on the lights in the chicken house and the biddies stirred when she snapped them oil again she heard them settle back to sheltered slumber the kitten danced ahead of her and the old cot danced too as the wind whirled her great tall about we ont go in the house we wont go in the house said jane in a sort of conversational chant as the pussies followed her down path which led through the pines she often walked at this hour and she loved it best on nights like this she felt poignantly the beauty of it the dark pines and the little moon above them the tug of the w ind at her cloak tike a riotous play mate baldy was not the only poet tn the family but janes love of beauty wos inarticulate she would never be able to write it on paper or draw it with a pencil down the path she went the two pussycats like small shadows is her wake until suddenly a voice came out of the dark i believe it is little jen barnes she stopped oh is that you evans isnt it a heavenly night im not sure dont talk that way why nott because an evening like this 1 like wine it goes to my head you are like wine he told her jane how do you do it do what hold the pose of youth and joy and happiness you know it isnt pose i just feel that way evans my dear i believe you do ho limped a little as he walked besldeher he wss tall and gaunt almost grotesquely tau yet when he had gone to war he had not seemetlur the least grotesque he had been tall but not thin snd ha had gone in all the glory of bis splendid youth there was no glory left he was twentyseven he had fought and be would flght again for tha same but his youth was dead ex- oontiotki en fttw u

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