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PAGE FOUR 00 By PeggyDern S5VN\OPS!S Chloe Sargent is bored to tears in the sniall southeril town wlbere lier father owns the cotton nîiills. After attendiiig sclîool for three, vears in New York she lias j ust returned. At a dance giveil iii lier bionor sbe meets Scot Kelvin., tbe village doctor and, ini spite of lierself, is initerested hi hjmn. She watcbes tbe iii lîands receiving tbieir turkeys for Thanks- giving, andisi astonisbied tbat bier father couîsiders these people bis fri- ends - not nerelv bis enplov ees. On a v~isit to lier grandmnother. she shocks the old lady by annotincing that she is going on a cruise to Ber- muda duiring the Chîristmas !îuliday s. ChL1p e1 « Thaîksgiving Day vas a perfect Indian Stimier day. A tbin fine LIST.k. LMPERIALLT I C o NSPIRING POGAM Fridy 10p.m. E.S.T. irAidayoNCRCTJ t rost iliat %vas N i.ible ini the first daw%%ni aanislbe<lbefore the imardi of the sun and w itlîin an lîour after suni- ri:e uiot a trace of it. except for a sliglit (ainliess beneath the trets. re- inauîîul. The skv vas su fleep a ilNue that it lield the eve etichanted. Xii a cloud distnrbed its serenitY. l'le iin wias a brassy fire bail. tim- ning to pale guld as it rose bigber tbnt withunt \arinth enougblu tosteal the faint. inv tang frointhe air. Siiortiev after breakfast a big car turned 11110 tbe drivewav and came to a hlt at the steps. Ont of it tuînbled Gran's niece Nlartha and lier brood. Five clîildren. the oldesi fif- teen. the votungest fiv.e. Martlia as plcasantly. comfortablv. fat and con- tentedly forty-five. Sbe prided bier- self on being perfectly bojiesi and lbad a scathing disgulst for anyone whbo %vas even faintlv bypocritical. There- fore she spoke bier mind quite frank- lv and cared îlot a iwbit that she left a trail of bruised egos and resent- ment belbind ber. " mY. but yon look peaked. child. Notbing but skin and bones!" sue told Cbloe frankie. "Have vou been sick? 1 bear those northern people doni't know tue first tbing about decent cooking. You stay here wbere %-on beiung, and put sonie flesli on sunr bodv." Cbiloe, bier checks pink %vitb resent- ment, ber eyes flasbing. controlled lierseif enougbi to sav icilv. "Tbank ý-i Coulsin Martba. but FIm perfect- ly satisfied ta be siender. I've neyer bad anv ambition ta look like a mea sack tied ini the iddle.' Gran hardIv restrained a tim, ROYAL THEATRE BOWMANVI LLE THE PICTURE YOU'VE WAITED FOR Balance of the week At Regular Prices DIATINZE - Saturday - - 2.30 p.m. Mon., Tues., Wed. December 16 - 17 - 18 0-Iuel ik International Presente DITRC BOYER f Monday - - - 4 p.m. Wednesday - - 2.30 p.m. Thurs., Fni., Sat. December 13 - 14 - 15 C LI<eRnT AnlONAL proim Ji \IÇDURI 'lor MATINE Saturday - - - 2.30 p.m. i chuckle. and lier eyes sparkled. But slip preten(led nultat notice Cblct's speakiîîg glance that took in Martha's amiple proportions. and as Martha liridled indigniantly. Melissa s a i d somnething sootbing and cbanged the siulject. Tbiere were otlîer gnests for the (lav. It seemied to Cbioe that thev wonid neyer stop) coming. Althaugli in realitv tbere wcre only a baif a dozen grown-ups anîd a dozen or niore cbildren, it seemied ta the des- pairing Chloe that the lbouse bulged %vith them, as it truly rang wvith ibeir nuise. It seemed ta bier thaf the day %vas made hideaus by tue incessant s-owiing of same annoyed or injured. or just spoiled cbild, wlbo insisted on running ta its motber for comfort and salace aIt te most unexpected tinies. Dinner was served at noan. Up un- tiI the last Cbloe w.as terrified lest sbe be made ta sit a the cbildreni's table, but at tue last moment il was discovered that il vauld be passible ta squeeze anotber plate ini for bier betwveen bler father, wba obligingly mioved dpwn a uitIle, and Aunt Jane woas obliginglv moved up a uitIle. The table for the cbildren bad been placed in the breakfast raam and fromil i there came occasional bowls, arguments and raised voices Ibat the the grownups calmly îgnored Ibougb tliev f rayed Cbloe's already upsel nerves until sbe set lier Ieeth bard and clenclîed bier bands, whvile she and and Aunt Jane. as nervous as Cblae. excbanged sympatbetic and under- standing giances. Dinner, in ftbe old-fasbioned way, was all put on the fable af once, witb the exception, of course, of dessert. The largest furkey Cbloe bac! ever seen grac- ed the table in front of ber fatber. There was a wbale baked ham. af Melissa's place, ready for ber fa carve if witb compefent, expert hancls; f here were vegetables of a bewildening variety and f ooth- some array; there were bowls of pickles, relishes, greaf platters of crisp, cool sliced fomatoes and hearts of lettuce, sfraight out o! Melissa's cbenisbed b a t b o u s e. There were mounds of fluffy masbed potatoes. A greaf crystal bowl of quivering cranberry jelly. Platters a!f the stuffing f rom the I urkey made f rom stale corn- bread, biscuit and ligbt bread moistened with the stock from the t urkey, seasoned with onion and sage and thyme and a bewilder- ing variety of spices. and baked smoot b and brown in well-greased Pans. Neyer, fbougbf Cbloe, as she looked over the table thaf lit- eraUy groanied beneatb ifs burden, bac! she seen sa mucb f ood in one place. There were only ten peo- ple about the table. The fable, set on the breakfast room porch for the cbildren, beld identical Plaffers and jars and bowls. Melissa f olded ber gnaried old bands and said sociably, "Howell, you ask the blessing." Howeli lowered bis bead. The otbers fallowed suit. There was a decorous silence. HoweUl s a i c! quiefly. simply, "Graciaus Faf her, we thank Tbee for these and all of ber blessings Tbou bas besfowçed upon us. Amen." There was a litile clatter 0f knives and f arks and dishes as the dinner began and Cousin Joe, Cousin Marfha's busbanc! said, his eyes giistening a liffle, "I always say, Aunt Melissa, nobody in fthe world sets as good a table as you do. Looks as if you have enougb here for a lo>grolling." Melissa nadded, pleased. She liked having ber bauntiful table praised. "~I know - it's always been a Sargent boast that no guest ever eff a Sargent table witb an emptyi stomacb. I bave no patience with1 people wbo dish you up a lit fie dab o' this and a litf le dab o' that1 and bring you a plate alreadyi served. I like ta see my victuais1 aIl spread about me and I like fa nake up my own mind."1 Chloe looked,dawn at ber plate1 and suddenly discovened that shei wras bungry. She dug ber !ork in- to the savory dressing with ifsi crusty brown top and found if de- liciaus. No one ate napidly. Tbat would have been an insult ta the qualif y of the food. OIc! Emma, ouf inj he kitchen, superintending the< half dozen girls wbo scuttlec! fear- fully about the dut jes assigned fa hem. would have been ouf raged( beyond words bac! any one gulped1 the foaoc! sbe ad been at sucb pains ta prepare. If seemed ta Chloe that tbey ate for bours and bours. If was af fer tbree when af last fbey fin- ised and could pusb back their bhains and leave the dining roam.1 n the ball ber father whispered1 o ber, bis eyes f winkling a lit fie, Think you couIc! manage a few ý tps9 I fhougbht T'dilike aR walk. THE CANADIAN STATESMAN, BOWMANVLLL, UNiAltij liest party the Country Club had shocks of corn that were graying ever seen. There would be a in the dying light, the yellow caterer down from Atlanta; anpu orchestra f rom New York. She pupkins glowing in the rows like should choose the one 511e liked su many jack-o'-lanterns, the best. She should have the love- brilliant glory of autumn woods liesf f rock - he would be so proud beyond, the slow yellow river that of ber! This lovely young thing iwound about the place added a who was the living symbol of lus final note to a picture that Cbloe love for that other Chloe. The was neyer to forget. For the first legacy that Chloe had left bim. time she and her father seemned It bac! hurt him acutely to dis- to have corne close fogether. Tbey cover that she was restless, dis- were no longer s.hy o! each other. satisfied wth Oakt.on. That she They stood side by side looking came home to stay for only a brief out over t.he far-flung acres, the wbile until she couic! rejoin her stately old red brick bouse with friends. StilI, be told himself, be ifs white piUlars f hat peered tbro' should have expected that. He bad the grove o! chinaberry f rees, sent her away. made it impossible with a little warm feeling of be- for her Io form friendships, f0 longing to each other. Somehow take root bere in Oakton. If had Cbloe found ber small gloved been that other Chloe's wish that hand held in her father's sfrong her daughter have the advantages grasp and she iooked up at him, of the northern school, the con- smiling a litfle as he looked down tacts - he sighed heavily and at ber, an answering smile in bis Chloe looked up af him, bright- own eyes. eyed, the duil blue of her thin A day or so a! ter the return woollen frock, the plaid matching from Chinaberry Grove and while jacket setting off her blonde the superb Indian Summer wea- prettiness to 'perfection. ther stili beld, Chloe camie in lafe He was a little shy witb her. one afternoon in the cbill dusk The Iargest turkey Chloe had ever seen graced the table in front of 1 her father. Which, be fold himself, was of course ridiculous. Shy of his own cbild? Finding lt awkward fo falk to ber? Fiddlesticks! He said the first tbing that came in- f0 his mind. I'You baven't told me much about these people you're f0 visit for Christmas, who are they?" Chloe looked up at bim, aston- isbed. "The Pearsalis, Father, don't you remember? I wrote you about fbem. Betty and I were room- mates the last two years at achool. I've spent most o! my vacations witb her, Her father is a banker, you know." - "But what about young men, Cbloe? After ail, you're a very prefty girls-" Cbloe dimpled and answered ligbtly, "Ob-I've some men f ri- ends, of course." "Betty's brother Jim saw f0 it that Betfy and I met practically every man on the campus or in the buildings when we went to the Prom at Princeton this spring," said Chloe fo ber father. "And there were other Proms, you know." "This Jim Pearsaîl, I suppose he will go into bis fatber's busi- ness? Follow in bis footsteps and aIl that?" suggested Howell, anx- ious that she sbould tell hlm of her f iends, eager that she sbould not thlnk he was prying beyond his rigbts as ber father. "I don't think so. There really isn't any use. you know," sbe ans- wered promptly. "Tbere's a tre- mendous amount of money. Jim's grandmot ber le! t hlm two mil- lions when she died, and it's in trust so fhat he gets fthe income of it for life and bis cbildren af- fer hlm. And of course be and Betty will share equally their fafber's estate. Jim says as fhey have more money than t.bey can ever possibly spend, it seems a bit silly for him f0 go grubbing after more." Howell didn't like t.hat. His jaw set a little. But bis voice was carefully controlled as be said quietly, "Then he bas no special interest in life? What does he do witb bis time?" Cbloe sensed the faint censure1 in ber f atber's tone and said quickly, "Well, bes not exacfly a play, boy if thaf 's what you mean, Fat ber. He plays polo brilliantly. be's on the Americas team, and bis golf score is almost profession- al. it's so good. And - well, there are ever so many tblngs that be cloes with his time. After ail, Fa- ther, you shouldn't condemn hlm wben you've neyer even met him." Howetl flushed a lit tle and said, instantly defensive, "0f course not. child, I didn'.t mean ta. I'm sure if you like hlm he must be a very nice young man. There's a nice view from bere, don't you tbink?" he suggested as tbey paused at tbe fop of Jessa- mine Hill and looked down at tbe broad acres surrounding China- berry Grove. lying now in harvesf attire beneath the descending sun. A little chill bad crept into the air. The carnfields with their I ta find a felegram. awaifing ber. L She slid a fbumb beneath the flap of the flimsy envelope, open- ed if and un! oldec! the sheef if beld. "Meet us Jacksonville the sixfb. Plans cbanged a little but stili holding for a Christ mas cnuise only a longer one, ahl the way fa Rio. Wire if possible ta leave in time. Betty." She gave a lit fie gasp o! pure joy. Aunt Jane, coming down the stairs, seeing the yellow slip in ber banc!, said quickly. "Bad news, dear?" Chapten VI "'Oh - No! Grand news. My friends want me fa be in Jack- sonville on the 6tb, instead o! the i5th - we're going aIl the way f0 Rio for Christmas. Oh, Aunt Jane, isn't thaf glorious?" she cried swiftly. She furned towards ftbe door wit bout waiting for Aunt Jane's littile pnofesting, startled cry. "Cbloe! You're not really go- ing? Sa soon?" Chloe stared af ber, caughf by surprise. "But o! course I'm going, Aunt Jane. Any sane girl would leap at a chance like this! ll bave ftbe most glonious time-" abe pointed ouf. "Your f ather will miss you. Cbloe," said Aunt Jane gravely. Cbloe besfitafed. Since the af- tennoon of thaf Tbanksgiving Day wben they badc! cme dloser than ever before in their lives. she wasn't so sure that ber father wouldn't miss ber. But, affer ail, an invitation like fbîs! Oh, she couldn't turn if down, sbe couIc!- n't! There was fthe sound of a car in' the drive. Her father cal...U fbe steps and into the bouse. He looked. swiffly !rom Jane fa Chloe and said quickly, "Wby, wbat's wrong?" 'Nothing, Father. I've had a telegram f rom. Betfy," explainedi Chioe quietly, avoidlng Jane's eyes. "They want me f0 meet tbem in Jacksonville on tbe 6tb.i Their plans bave changed a lit fIe. They are going ail the way f0 Rio de Janerio and fbey want me to go witb them. Aunt Jane fhlnks I, sbouldn't go." Aunt Jane said, "If was onlyi thaf I tboughf you - t bat is, we would miss ber-" Howeli said, "Of course we shahl miss ber, but tbat's no rea- son why we sbouid be selfish andi boid ber bere. Run along, cblld,1 and wire tbem f bat you will be in Jacksonville in your very best bib1 and fucker." Cbloe saic! unsteadlly, "Thanks, Father," and flec!. Of course sbe couc! easily bave felephoned ber message to fthe telegrapb office, but soîmehow, sbei wanted ta gef ouf of the biouse.'l There was a look in Aunt Jane's eyes that made ber uncomfort- able. Perhaps, she talc! benseif as she sent ber smali roadsfer burt- ling down Monte Sano Avenue, she was being selfish in golng away, but Betfy's invitation off er-i ed sucb a gorgeous good time! And Oakton was s0 dulI! A Christ- mas that would be a nepetifion o! Tbanksgiving - sbuddered. a littIe and Jammed ber foot a litf le barder on the accelerator. Abead o! ber a warnlng bell Jingled and a trafflc higbf turned f0 the caufioning amben. Roeck- lessly, in no mood to be delayed, Cbloe abot ftbe liffle roadster abead and turned the corner on two wbeels. Just as she dld so a man stepped fnom the curb dlrectly in ber path. She was consclous o! a feeling o! nausea that struc r-'ýr like 'c. blow. Her foot Ja G .nbrakes, but if ewan Immigratà;re she even ne ettiement CoifCpened, There g be 41 , struck the man that shook ber bard. The man went down. The car went forward wltb a slckenlng jar - and thbe Jamxned brakes did their work. She fell forwand over the wbeel. sick and horrlfled as a crowd f ormed about fhe roadster. Eager. pityJng bands lifted the broken body f rom the wheels. A policeman seemed f0 pop up f rom nowbene. There was a dazed in- terval of questions, of excited festimony. As from a vasf dis- tance she beard somebody saying angrily, "I saw the wbole thing. The dizzy little dame was trying to beat the ligbt and shie turned tbe corner doing about sixty,» Chloe, sbaking as witb an ague. f aid herself witb an almost de- tached interest thaf that was ab- surd. she doubfed if the roadster would do sixt y- "You're Miss Sargent, aren'f Iyou?" fthe policeman recognized ber. "This man seems badly burt-" There was the sharp clang- clang-clang o! an ambulance and, as she saw the two white-coafed internes lift the broken body and lay if on the stretchen, she caught for the firsf f ime a glimpse o! fhe man's face. It was Scoftt Kel- vin! "Oh-ho, sbe's fainted!" sald someone mn ftbe cnowd, and the policeman dnopped bis book f0 catch thbe girl as she feil forward over the wbeel .... (Continued) PRESS WOMEN HONOUR ARTIST ON BIRTHDAY Many Poems Written to mm j . E. Elllott as 7th Year Obsei-ved Tbe Most be-poemed lady in Toronto to-day is Mrs. J. E. El- loft, antist, best known for ber beautîful f lower paintings. At ber 70tb birfbday-dinner given at the Granite Club by the Toronto Wo- men's Press club, poems written f0 ber and ber 70 years were showered from ftbe brighf pens o! Katherine Hale, Edith MacDon- aId (The Scribe), Louise Mason and Dorothy Canfîeld Elliott. Mrs. Elliott was wearing an orcbid sent by Lady Willison and carried a buge bouquet of mixed flowers, gif t o! tbe club, presented by Lillian Foster. Her gLttfering birtbday cake had been made by Marie Holmes and teleg-rams o! congratulation came fromfthe Authors' association and ftbe Hel- iconian club. Mary Crews Ringland, Lofta Dempsey, Charlotte Kyle, Wilma Tait, and Mona Clark added bu- morous skifs and songs to, the pro- gram. Bynne Hope Sanders and Mrs. H. L. Kirby received with the guest o! honor. The dinner THURSDAY, L)ECEMBER 0WIH, '1937' An elastlc coincidence is apt to fly back and sting you. You can generally find a crowd where anytblng foolish is being done. A GIFT thçit lasts the year round What gift would be more appreciated than a year's subscription to Relatives and friends at home and at a distance are always Pleased to get the news from their "Old Home" - It revives the memories of school days, the old home and old friends. Keeps you informed about what's going' on mn Bowmanville and Durham County. Make Them Happy This Christmas send them The Statesman for a year The Statesman sent to any address i Canada for $2.00 year; to U.S. $2.50 Canadian Statesman, Bowmanviille, Ontario. Please forward the Statesman for One Year to Address l i Enclosed is $2.00 - Please send me a receipt Ail renewal subscriptions will be extended from their present date of expiration. -El- 4 j- J A Real Giît The Thrili of Good Health Ruddy cheeks, bricht eyes, steps sure and straîo'ht... these are some of the things we can -ive! At Christmas and ev ery day in the year y ou cati protect the Ilealth of those who mean so very mucli to you. Why nof make ar- rangements today w îth one of our courteous drivers to make regular dleliveries. GLEN R4L DAIRY Phone 2625 Bowmanvllle o%-TR-ÇMAW- Rnwif,&Wxnirivý - Aý ý ý 1 ffl-C T14F CANADIAN STA fable was attractive wlth vari- sbaded 'mums. Byrne Hope San- ders preslded and later Edltb MacDonald was mistress of cere- monies. Mrs. J. E. Elliott is a daugbter of the late Mr. and Mrs. W. Hlk Orr. Toronto. W. H. On- was con- necte.d witb Bowmanville's first newspaper -The Messenger." a!- ferwards in e r g e d with "~The Statesman" and conducted by the Rev. John Climie. Mr. OIT then le!t for Oshawa wbere Luke & Orr founded the "Oshawa Vindica- tor." leavlng that district for the Toronto Globe under Geo. Brownl, as special reporter at Ottawa. The Orr family were well known in the Salem district in the old pioneer days. Mrs. J. E. Elliott is a niece of D. Morrison, Sr.. and a cousin o! Mrs. A. 0. Thompson, Gulfport. Miss.