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(story continued) "Oh my god, she's come to attack me," he thought, but composing himself and adjusting adjusting his robe he went to the door and opened it gently. gently. Almost with the skill of a door-to-door salesman, she . slipped into the room, "I thought you might like a glass of hot milk," she purred, and placed a glass on the table • beside the bed. "It's so chilly in here at night," she said. "We don't have fireplaces in the bedrooms you see," and at this point she had moved up very close to him and was pressing her body against his. "Do you find it cold?" she asked. "No, we have very cold winters back in New York, I'm used to it," he responded, responded, and he reached over to the door and pulled it open wider to allow her speedy exit. exit. With visions of an imminent imminent shotgun wedding he decided to cancel church the next morning and get straight back to the Buxton. The ladies showed marked disappointment disappointment and even sulked a little during breakfast, but he let them down as gently as he could and they both insisted on seeing him off at the station. station. As he climbed aboard thd train Angelica kissed him on the cheek and he sensed that 5 they had not swallowed his English girlfriend story and he had the feeling he had not • seen the last of them. It was quite a relief when he 'arrived back at the Buxton, Buxton, 6ut he wonderdti for a few moments whether he should check out, break contact contact with Henry Peerié and go : underground for the rest of his stay. The idea of these two women tracking ■ him down like some wild, game seemed preposterous and so he dispelled it and went upstairs to his room. On the landing he bumped into Brooks, who cordially invited "him tp a small celebration at Monday noon to celebrate his marriage. Crossley agreed thinking that attending an English working class wedding reception reception might be good for another article. He was* *expected *expected to turn in more than one piece. After ail it cost the Globe quite a bit to send him on these trips. During the day he sat: at his desk and ploughed through a great deal of work. The new man, Simkins, came in once to check the fire but he didn-'t see Millicent until he was on his way out for supper in the evening. She was standing talking to Simkins and Hobbs, the latter just having taken over his 12 hours desk duty. ROMANCES Crossley asked if she could recommend a nice cosy place for supper, to which She replied she hadn't Been out to dine in years, but some guests did recommend the Sturgess House on Duke Street. Crossley asked for directions, directions, and then as she was trying trying to instruct him, he suggested suggested she should go with him. "Me sir?" she gasped, "Oh, I couldn't!" '■'Why not?" chimed in Hobbs. "Your old mans out with his wife to be - he ain't going to be back til midnight. I'll cover for you." Then Simkins his eyes dancing dancing with excitement at being involved with this little deception deception said he'd stay with Hobbs, he lived on his own and didn't have anything better better to do. "But I can't go dressed like this," she exclaimed, pointing pointing to her long black dress and white apron. "I'll give you ten minutes to change," laughed Crossley and took out his pocket watch. She just stood there, her head bowed. "I don't have another dress," she whispered. "In that case," he said, "put on your coat. You do have a coat don't you?". She nodded. "Go and get it,", he demanded, "and we'll go as we are." She was a little reluctant to go as she was but with some encouragement from the two desk clerks, she rushed off and came back with a slightly worn grey coat and he noticed noticed she had rearranged her hair and changed her shoes. Crossley had to admit to himself that he was glad they weren't going to Verrey's or Blanchàrd's where the patrons would surely stare at such a poverty stricken sight. With her two sponsors (who had cautioned him on his -'behaviour during her absence) waving them goodbye, goodbye, she took his arm and : they walked up George Street to Duke Street and entered the little restaurant. She sat with her coat on, looking wide-eyed at the activity. activity. Large portly men sat before enormous spreads of , vittles and large jugs o'f ale; there were, family groups and couples who looked -in love, and, some who looked as !• though they might have been so at one time or another. If the activity is anything to go by thought. Crossley, the food must be excellent. fie ordered a bottle of wine and offered her some. "Just a little," she said. "I've never had any before." "Not even a taste?" he asked. She shook her head'. • Crossley kept gazing at her during the soup and into the roa'st beef. In spite of living with that ruffian Brooks for so many years, she still retained retained the refinement: that had been given to her by her real parents. Her conversation conversation was surprisingly intelligent intelligent and informed. She told him she read the Daily Telegraph in bed each night. A permanent^, guest, Mrs. Bianding, gave it to her every evening without fail. "Yofi see," she said looking looking at. him with those big brown eyes, "when I'm 21, that's in 2Vi years time, 1 hope to sell my share in the hotel and open a small '■ business back in Buxton. I have a couple of aunts there and any numbers of cousins." "What kind of business?" he inquired. ■ "Well," she smiled, looking looking down at her shabby attire, "1 thought of a dress shop." At which they both burst into laughter. When they had regained their composure he inquired how she was going to attend the wedding the next day if she didn't have a dress, anci was appalled when she said she was not going and had to ' stay to prepare the noon reception. Apart from the odd sad note the evening was a joyous one, they got back to the hotel about 7:30 and Crossley ordered his usual coffee - and held up two fingers to indicate two cups. She smiled knowingly and went into the kitchen. After he had tipped the two desk clerks beyond their wildest dreams, he took the stairs two steps at a time singing singing as he went. He didn't know, why he was so happy but he was. When Millicent came in with Ihe coffee, he was sitting in his favourite atmosphere with the lights down low and the shadows from the fire weaving fascinating patterns on the walls and ceiling. When she leaned over to place the tray on the. table beside him, their faces were inches apart, he leaned forward forward to grasp her arm gently and brought her lips within a fraction of his. She drew back rather quickly and looked scared, he even thought for a moment that she might panic and leave the room. However, she continued to pour the coffee keeping a safer distance and then sat down across from him. "Thank you for the lovely supper," she said. "Thank you for your company," company," he replied. "You don't know how lonely it can get eating on your own all the time." , » He didn't have to explain . loneliness to her, she knew ail ", about it, but she didn't intend intend letting anyone take advantage advantage of her situation. They talked for about 20 minutes and then she got up, picked up the tray and left the room. He had an overwhelming overwhelming desire to stop her 1 and tâke bér in his arms, but instead he just sat there wondering what was happening happening to him. After some pondering he decided he was letting his sympathy for her plight get the better of him. "Perhaps 1 should move on," he thought. The following morning the hotel was alive with activities, a horse and wagon was imloading crates of beer and liquor outside, and there was all kinds of banging as Simkins was attempting to pul: up some decorations in the lob T by. Breakfast was late, Crossley had to wait for two different people coming out" of the bathroom and by 8:30 he was in a bad mood that he was sure would last all day. On his way out he bumped . into Brooks, who already had started celebrating, and then, at the bottom of the stairs the cook crying her eyes out, and he suspected that she'd been _ Orono Weekly Times, Lung Assoc, fund raising 'Splash-off' Durham Region Lung Media, Law and Order, Association and Oshawa Business, Health Services, Non-Profit/Education and Kiwanis Synchronized Swim Club are currently planning a unique fund-raising event - their first ever Lungs are for Life Week Splash-Off. Scheduled for October 1st at the Oshawa Centennial Pool, the fun swim event has two objectives; to increase public awareness of Synchronized Synchronized Swimming and to raise $3,500 fqr local Lung Association programs and services. The main portion of the evening will be given over to team relay races, and twenty- eight 4 member teams are currently registered to compete compete for the Oshaway Trophy. Six heats will be swum - attacking the cooking sherry. When he hit the fresh air outside he sighed with relief. He walked quite away along the embankment and then caught a hansom to Fleet Street, where he decided' to call on Henry Peerie once more. Henry looked pleased ; to see him and over the proverbial proverbial cup of tea, they chatted chatted about his visit to Hampstead. Hampstead. "Hope that sister of mine didn't want to marry you off to my niece," he laughed.' "Well," Crossley admitted, admitted, "there had been some hints in the direction," "1 am very sorry," he apologized, "1 wouldn't have suggested you stay with them if I'd have known.,.! just didn't think they'd bother an American. 1 guess they, must be desperate," he said with a t hearty laugh. Crossley didn't quite know how to take that but concluded concluded that he meant the mothêr wouldn't want her daughter whisked away some 3000 miles. Henry said he could arrange arrange for him to visit a colleague colleague of his in The Strand, who had a whole library of suburban newspapers going back over 20 years that might be an excellent source of reference for this article. Crossley, now relieved that Henry had not been part of some conspiracy, left the office office and wandered around some of thé little streets, occasionally occasionally talking to an old doorman, or in one case a flower seller, and generally- getting acquainted with the city and its people. At eleven thirty he was back on the em- • bankment near Waterloo bridge when he suddènly remembered the wedding • reception. He didn't particularly particularly want to attend but he had promised and again it might prove valuable professionally. professionally. When he arrived at the hotel, he saw that the front of the .place was festooned with colored buhtjng arid the most unsavoury gç'oup,, of characters seemed to be streaming in and'oul ofi the P^ace^ ' , . "It seems that when ytki are giving away free booze, you"re never short of friends," he thought, as he fought his way through the lobby. Medical. All team swimmers will raise pledges to sponsor their participation in the event. Highlight of the evening will be a Synchronized Swimming Swimming display by members of the Oshawa Kiwanis Synchronized Synchronized Swim Club, with a special guest appearance by Wednesday» September 14, 1983-7 Junior National Champion Team Etobicoke Olympia. Lung Association and Synchro-Ontario organizers are pleased with the response to date, but would like to see more entries from local business. "This is ai fun event, not a competitive Swim Meet" says Lung Association organizer Angela Tibbies, "The only requirement requirement is to stay afloat for one length of the pool." Costume entries are encouraged encouraged and anyone interested interested in entering a team should call 723-3151 as soon as possible. CLLX 2nd Anniversary ON ALL PERMS A V - : (.(Croro September 1st .to'.SOfh, 7983) V VV ■ " ; ■ ' - 21 SH VFRST. BOW MAN Vi L gsÿvv' avv:' AV2 . ' . . : The Corporation of the TOWN OF NEWCASTLE NOTICE OF • HIGHWAY CLOSING TAKE" NOTICE that the Council of The Corporation - of the Town of Newcastle, at a Council Meeting to bd held at the Council Chambers, Police Building, Bowmanvllle, Ontario, on Monday, the 26th day of September 1983, at the hour of 7:00 o'clock In the afternoon, propose to pass a by-law to stop-up and close and to authorize the sale of all that portion portion of the original road allowance between Lots 26 & 27, Concession 9, in the former Township of Clarke, more particularly described as follows: ALL AND SINGULAR that certain . parse! or tract of land, situate, ly- * ing and being In the Town of Newcastle, Regional Municipal!- • ty" of Durham, Province of Ontario, Ontario, and being composed of all • that portion of the Original road allowance between Lots Twenty- Six (26) and Twenty-Seven (27) In the Ninth Concession of the Geographic Township of Clarke, , formerly In tht County of « Durham, more particularly designated as Parts One (i), Two (2), Three (3), Four (4), and Five (5), according to a Plan'of Survey deposited in the Land* Registry Office for the Registry Division of Newpastle (No. 10), on thé 14th day of March 1980, as Plan 10R-1097. AND FURTHER TAKE NOTICE that before passing the said By-Law, Council or a Committee of Council, Council, shall hear in person, or by his counsel, solicitor or agent, any person who claims that his land will be prejudicially affected by this By-Law and who applies to,be heard. DATED at the Town of Newcastle, this 31st day of August 1983. David W. Oakes, B.A., A.M.C.T., -Town Clerk, Town of Newcastle 40 Temperance Street, ■ Bowmanville; Ontario L1C3À6, ' File No.■77.44.119. Dates of publication August 31, Sept, , 14, 21, 1983