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Slmvglgflooker Pickering ! CHES â€"â€" REAL ESTATE || TELEpHoNES: 112 TIMMINS soOUTH PORCUPT _‘ l 2# Pine Street North, Mcinnis Bleck Tiy of an actress but had other and perhaps greater qualities. DE. MARY BARNWELL was not merely good doctor, but a charming woâ€" PAUL BRERETON, a famous wealthy artist. At 48, as far as a man may, he understands woman. Certainly far FLIGHT LIEUTENANT RONNY VEâ€" YONS, who is very much in love. ...... §SONIA, who may not have been much DK. MARY MEDITATES Brereton took Dr. Mary into St. Malo the following morning. It was August and the boat was likeâ€" ly to be crowded. He had a word with a steward and a deck chair was reservâ€" ed for her on thit best part of the proâ€" menade deck. "I. suppose you‘re settling down to some work now that you‘ve got rid of me?" "I â€"suppose so." "When da you return?" "I‘m not sure. Towards the end of Beptember, perhaps." â€"â€"*"Burely you don‘t mean to spend the winter in Charitonâ€"with all the world at your feet?" "I think so. It will probably kill me," he smiled. "Frankly I hope you. do," she said. "What . .. die?" "No, silly! Spend the winter| in Cheriton. One can‘t have too many friends." ‘"One can,"‘ he said,. "But you and I are very good friends. I feel that I have known you for years." He glanced at his watch as the ship‘s siren sounded: "Later than I thought, I must go. Goodbye!" Gravely they shook hands. "I‘m very glad! we ran into each other, he said. "You‘ve been charming to me. I‘ve had a delightful time." She watched him go down the gangâ€" way. He turned and waved to her from the shore and she saw him turn back towards the gate in the city walls which led into the town. j Again she waved to him as the lock gates opened and the ship made its way into the open sea. The rhythmic throb of the engines was soothing as she sat in the sun on the upper deck. Her eyes were closed but she was not asleep or even slecpy. She was thinking. â€" It was an extraordinary story he had told her. Bhe realized that she had heard only one side of it and her experience as a doctor had taught her that such stories invariably had two sides . . . at least. "Are you taking lunch, madame?" a steward asked. ‘"No, thank you,‘"‘ she said. *"Going to be as smooth as a mill pond, he assured her and went on his What would Paul Brereton have thought if he had suspected that the meeting in St. Jacut had been engiâ€" neered by her? He didn‘t know, so the point did not arise. They were good friends. She fell to thinking of the curiouslyâ€" intent look he would give one at times, of the quiet smile that would occaâ€" sionally hover round his mouth withâ€" out actually settling on it. Of that gentle understanding of his. One never had to explain what one meant to him and he never said stupid things. Many less subtle men might have attempted to make love to her. After all, she wasn‘t a hag. Thirtyâ€" five wasn‘t old as things went nowaâ€" days, â€" Men had tried to make love to might have thought more of her and less of that wretched wife who had let him down so abominably. It was growing dark when she reachâ€" ed London and quite dark when she got out at Cheriton. There was only . man.. . She was in love with Brereâ€" ton, and the woman in the picture which Paul Brereton painted in it. morning," the nurse said soothingly. â€" She was, of course, expected, and a| It was four o‘clock before the doctor spinsterish meal was ready for her.|reached her bed that morning. The Her locum was going in the morning|Operation had been an entire success; but there was not much to discuss for:} the patient had not only survived, but nathing of any great import, apparentâ€" in the absence of untoward happening, ly, had happened in the practice. would soon resume her ordinary life. "Yop‘re looking remarkably fit," she| The doctor rang up Miss Rossall from said. "You look, indeed, as if you‘d had ,the hospital. "You did quite right to wonderful time." send for me " she said. "Had you "I did." |waited until the morning it might have "By the way there‘s a picture for been a very difierent story." "Yes. Rather a wonderful one by Paul Brereton. It‘s a picture of a Breâ€" ton peasant woman." "You mean it‘s here now?" Dr. Barnâ€" well asked, incredulously. 14y "Yes It‘s in the consulting room. I| ‘"She‘ll be all right," she smiled. didn‘t know where to put it nor did| "Now clear outâ€"all of you, and don‘t your housekeeper." come back until Tuesday at the earliest "‘Mr. Brereton promised that he would and then one at a time." give me one," she said doubtfully. Her letter to Paul Brerton had not "A picture?" PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT FITTED TO YOUR INDIVIDUAL NEEDS ®© Consult us toâ€"day! We offer a friendly personal service. and she was fortunate to get ing had gone wrong. â€" He FIRE INSURANCE "Let‘s see what Martha says about it." She rang the bell. "When did this picture come, Marâ€" that?" she asked. "Yesterday ing mum. Fossick, the gardener at the big house, brought it down. He said that his master had wired to the housekeeper there about it. That‘ll be Miss McKechnie I supâ€" "I see. Thank you, Martha." "A picture by Paul Brerton is worth packet. I should think," said the locum enviously. ‘"When you open up in Harley Street it would look splendid in the waitingâ€"room." "It‘s extraordinarily kind of him," Dr. Barnwell said, almost to herself. "A grateful patient?" the locum asked with a smtle. Let‘s go and have a look at it, shall we?" Gravely the two women contemâ€" plated the picture which was leaning against the wall. "I‘m not interested, L shall never sell it. All his portraits are alive." "Not at all. I don‘t think he‘s ever ill, And I‘m quite sure he wouldn‘t consult a woman doctor if he were. "Goodness knows what it‘s worth," the locum said. "It‘s a beaut.iful picture!" the locum said. "I saw women like that in Brittany." ‘That evening the doctor gave far more thought to a letter than she usuâ€" ally did to her correspondence. "Dear Paul," (she wrote). "It was characteristic of you to have the picture after the most delightful holiday I have waiting for me when I reached home ever spent. It will hang where I can see it whenever I look up from my desk. It‘s a lovely thing and I thank you for it. If only I could give you something in return!â€"Yours, Mary Barnwell. Sitting there in her silent house, she watched the picture while thoughts came and went. A quarter to midnight. What was he doing? (Probably sitting in the little room beyond his studio reading. And she was sitting there watching the picâ€" ture he had given to her . . . thinking. Her reverie was broken as reveries so often are by the telehpone. A frown crossed her face. She was not due to renew her practice until the next day. "Hallo!" she said, and as she spoke she heard the locum on the landing above. “This is Miss Mary Rossall." "Who?" ‘"Miss Rossall. I‘m a member of the Repertory Company. One of the girls in the companyâ€"Sonia Petanel was taken ill at the theatre toâ€"night and I brought her back to my lodgings with me. I‘m afraid she‘s worse.‘" ‘"Where are you lodging?" "In St. Phillip‘s Street. Myrtle Cotâ€" tage. The first house on the left." There was a light in a ground floor window and as she walked up the flagâ€" ged path the door was opened. "Oh I‘m glad it‘s you, doctor," the landlady said. "The poor child‘s in dreadful pain." Sonia Petanel, in a shabby, brown dressing gown was lying on a sofa; her eyes were closed and she groaned as the doctor entered the room. Within ten minutes Dr. Mary had made har diagnosis. "I‘m practically certain it‘s appendiâ€" citis." "I think soâ€"and at once. Are you on the ‘phone?" "I thought it was that," Miss Rossall said. "It means an operation?‘ "Yes. It‘s in the hall. IT‘ll show you.” In the dim light inside the ambuâ€" lance, Dr. ‘Barnwell watched the face of the girl on the stretcher. Tiny beads of sweat were standing on her foreâ€" head. Once her eyes opened. "I‘m frightened," she said. "There‘s no need to be,‘ the doctor said quietly. "But dont talkâ€"just relax and don‘t worry." "You‘ll be as right as rain in the morning,"‘ the nurse said soothingly. It was four o‘clock before the doctor reached her bed that morning. The operation had been an entire success; the patient had not only survived, but in the absence of untoward happening, would soon resume her ordinary life. Later in the morning she was her patient again, and in the waitingâ€"room discovered almost the entire repertory company, who were, of course( not alâ€" lowed to see the sick girl. ‘"How is she, doctor?" Raymond Murâ€" ray asked. "She‘ll be all right," she smiled. "Now clear outâ€"all of you, and don‘t come back until Tuesday at the earliest "Is that Dr. Barnwell?" "I know it. IT‘ll be round as soon as been posted, and she added to it the news of Sonia Petanel‘s iliness and openuqq._ * _ _ The following evening she was called to the ‘phone. "‘That Dr. Barnwell?" "I‘m keeping an eye on her, Paulâ€" apart from the fact that she is my paâ€" tient, she happens to be a friend of yours." "This is Paul Brereton. How is she?" "Much better, Paul. She‘ll be all right. The operation was quite sucâ€" cessful." "She has everything she wants?" "Of course. She‘s in hospital." "Will you see that the child has everything she needs? Let her have a private ward, and do not hesitate to call in a specialist if you think it adâ€" visable." "It isn‘t," she assured him. "Let me know what it comes to â€""Thank you very much, Mary. Thank goodness, I don‘t have to explain things to you." ‘"And thank you for that picture, Paulâ€"and the thought behind it. Goodâ€"bye!" There was, he had said, no need to explain things to her; she pondered as she replaced the receiver. Sonia made an excellent recovery, but the necessary inaction irked her. She had been moved into a private ward, and there she received, one after anâ€" other, the members of the company. There were lovely flowers in her room, and when Dr. Barnwell asked her who had sent them she said she hadn‘t any idea. "Evidently an unknown admirer,‘"‘ the doctor smiled. "I‘ve been worried about my mother," the girl said. "But Mary Rossall has been up ‘to see her. She‘s an invalid and can‘t get down here." "There‘s someone with her?" "No. She‘s alone. There‘s a woman goes in in the morning who will look after her but I should get back as soon as I can. She‘s all right, but she shouldn‘t be alone." The doctor met Miss Rossall the folâ€" lowing day and mentioned Sonia‘s anxâ€" iety about her mother. "I can understand it," Mary Rossall said grimly. And with an expressive gesture made it quite clear what was wrong with the woman in the Bloomsâ€" bury flat. CHAPTER XIII. WHY BRERETON RETURNED Mary Barnwell was at breakfast a morning or so later when a maid told her that Mr.Brereton was on the phone He was speaking from Southampton. "But I didn‘t expect you back until later," she said. "I know. I‘ll tell you about it when we meet. I came over on the night boat. How is Sonia?" ‘"Much better. She will probably be in better general health now." "Would you care to lunch with me?" she hazarded. "Good. I‘m coming up by car as soon as we‘re through the Customs." "I shall be delighted. It‘s a very welâ€" coming gesture, Mary." The doctor was detained rather lonâ€" ger than she had anticipteed by one of her patients, and Brereton‘s car wWas standing outside her house when she got back. He was in her sitting room turning over the pages of a rather weighty medical paper when she entered. They shook hands. "Hallo, Mary!" he greeted her. "It‘s good to see you again,‘" she said "sit down. I won‘t keep you a minute while I remove the microbes." "This seems curiously readable," he said, indicating the copy of the British Medical Journal, when she rejoined "I find it so." â€" ‘"Nothing flippant about it," he smiled "As a profession we re not fiippant," she admitted. The maid announced lunch and a litâ€" tle solemnmly they faced each other across the doctor‘s dining table. "And now tell me why you‘ve come back so soon. Is it all this political bother?" she suggested. "No. If war had come I would just have soon have been in Brittany AS anywhere in the world. It wasn‘t the politicians. I wanted to be quite cerâ€" tain that the little actress, Sonia Peâ€" tanel, was all right." "I can assure you that she is." "She struck a chord in my memory. It worried me. It was not merely as if I had seen her before somewhereâ€"it was deeper than a mere memory. Look at this." "It‘s a very beautiful face," she said after a silence. "It was painteg by Jerome, the| American miniaturist." | "About sixty years agoâ€"judging by the dress." * "Not quite. It‘s my mother." The doctor turned again to the minâ€" iature and examined it even more closely. "The family resemblance isn‘t ob-‘ vious," she said. ‘"There something. about her mouth that is reminiscent, but that‘s all." i "Not of me?" _ .She looked at him: : i "No it isn‘t you. For a moment I thought it was." "Yet it‘s reminiscent?" "It‘s very like little Sonia Petanel." "Very. That‘s the chord the child struck in my memory.â€" I thought for a while it was of my wife she reminded me but it wasn‘t." + "She‘s rather up against things," the doctor said. "IL don‘t suppose she‘d like me to tell you but the fact came to my knowledge, not from her but from Mary Rossallâ€"you remember, the COPYRIGHT middleâ€"aged actress in the I‘ve felt it." Retiring Employees Were Long in Employ of T.N.O. Four retiring telegraphers of the Temiskaming and Northern Ontario Railway were each presented with a mantle clock by the members of Order 99 of the Railway Telegraphers at a banquet held in the Kirkland Lake Hotel recently. The four men, reaching the age of 65, were retired from service. They served the T. N. O. from 18 to 39 years, The four men have been conâ€" tinously employed serving in various Ncorthern Ontario towns. H. A. Becemer, former agent at Temagami and Arntfield was employed by the T. N. O. for 24 years. E. Vanmeer, formerly of Englehart, and for the nast 10 vears at North Bay, has been with the company for 28 years. Formerly of Timmins and South Porâ€" cupine Mr. T. J. Shields has served the T. N. O. for 18 years. (Mr. W. J. For you\and you, who have been our faithful customers for years and the best dressed women in Timmins, we are sacrificing our entire first floor stock on disâ€" play so that you may replenish your ;ivardrfibe and save.. Come Early anr get rst choice. 19 Pine Street, South ,Timmins (To be continued) We are out to make history in Timmins and are giving you a sale no other store in the North has ever dared gsive youâ€"and that is Exclusive Ladies Wear sacrificed at unheard of pricés â€"A sale you‘ll always remember Larder Lake and North N has been a T. N. 0. employee for 38 Men from along the T. N. 0. Railâ€" way were on hand to eoncntulau the four veterans. Special guests for the evening were: A. H. Cavangh, Generâ€" 1 Manager of the T. N. O. and Secâ€" retary Treasurer A. Freeman who is also assitant to the General Manager. W. G. Nixon, ML.A. and Industrial Commissioner of the T. N. O. spoke on the lignite deposits north of Cochâ€" rane. Mr. I. N. Bradford T. N. O. Supcrintendent alsoâ€"spoke. Under regulations of the Wartime Prices and, Trade Board it is now necâ€" essary for landlords of commerciai or housing accomodation tn give the tenâ€" ant a signed statement on the form prescribed by the Rentals Administraâ€" tor and forward a copy of same to the nearest office of the Board within 10 days in the following cases: Where | there is a renewal of lease; where there lis a change of tenant; where there is a change of rental; where there is a lchange in service or accomodation and where new accomodation is first tenâ€" i anted. The forms referred to are available ak any office of the wartime Prices and Reeve Carter welcomed the visitors and congratulated the retiring memâ€" brs. New Regulations in Regard to Landlords and Tenants Trade Board Trucks Not to be Used Going to and From Work Truck owners who allow emuloyees the use of trucks to go to and from work in the morning and evening and even go home for lunch are told that this action is contrary to the spirit of regulations respecting curtailed use of gasoline and conservation of rubber. Notice of this abuse was received by Prices and Supply Representative A.T. Smith at the North Bay Regtonal Ofâ€" fice of the Wartime Prices and Trade Board, over the signature of James Stewart, Administrator of Services, who stated that there is a distinct possibilâ€" ity that a prohibitive order will have to be issued if employees are allowed to use trucks for unessential transporâ€" tation. Mr. Smith in enlarging on the notice you‘re fishing trips, picnics, entertainments and other unessential transportation is definitely out under the #Segulations. w""l"t; ‘;:ryu â€"sorry“ r ’.”_ the guest replied, "but Im afraid most of my vocal efâ€" forts are confined to singing in my bath." an aa a # am t 5t "Well, T‘ll tell you what I‘ll do," said the hostess. "I‘ll put you down for a song and I‘ll mention the fact that vou‘re out of practice,‘"â€"Exchange. The hostess was trying to persuade