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To get the most for your money in silk hosiery ask for KAYSER tyle 77x ab $1 50 Service sheer weight Pure thread silk to the narrow hei Full fashioned' New Spring Shades, 7 LEARSKIN BARESKIN ACHSKIN ROSESKIN AIRSKIN, SUNSKIN ANSKIN SPRINGTONE IX \_ Made in Canada. THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, TUESDAY, APRIL 16, 1929 PAGE FIVE 'Adn't 1aok! 'be sent in. The Make-Believe Wife By Kathleen Norris About A Young Girl Who Married Her Employer. CHAPTER XXXIX She had twisted about to face him; her face was tragic. "Bee, my dear--my dearest!" he said, 'Can you conceive of any- thing so absurd, so fantastic as that you should be jealous of me!" "1 am, though," she sald decis- ively. "In that one moment--what- ever it was, Hugh, I knew that I was--that I am--your wife," she said timidly, feeling her way with words, trying to make him under- itand. "I realized then that I had heen cheated, either because I was 10 much younger than you, Hugh, sr because of some lack in me," the said, "cheated out of all the 'angs of--of true loving: the anx- oty and jealousy and suspicion. And 1 knew then that never agin 'ould I take it all for granted--as 've been taking it for granted all Wis year--my big room, that is sur room too, and my name, and 'y place always beside you--"' "Why, Bee! Why, my dearest!" 2 stammered, as she was stopped v tears. "Do you---do you a?" They looked at each other, "I think I understand that you re trying to tell me-that you sve me. . Bee," he said, cleared his hroat. "In a new way. Asa wife, Not understand "1s a very spoiled baby." "Have it that way, then," Le 'greed, after a long look that 'rought the color to her sensitive "ace, "And--" she glanced about the nom. "We are on our honey- aon," she stated. Hugh did not answer. He lean- 1 forward, and put his elbows on 's knees and locked his fingers '*htly across his eyes. Beatrice stood up and touched ar lipsfo his dark hair. "So that," she sald, "is that." "And we don't care who wins the "reutzmann, Bee?" Hugh asked, ~oking up. "We don't care about anything 'nt each other and having tea up- tairs In my sitting-room and go- ng down to the lake and dining vith vour mother on Sundays! Oh, hut listen--" Beatrice broke off mddenly. 'Today's the day! We The awards were to 'e in the paper today. The Kreu- zmann Memorial, Hugh," she add- 1 as he looked at her, and her mdden change of mood, blankly, 'The judges were to send a meal. ad decision to the papers last Wight! TI forgot it." "This is the Aay sure enough!" Tugh agreed. They were tearing vildly through the pavers now, Beatrice found ft firkt, "Hugh Challoner, he's got It!" the gasned, "Bert?" "Bert! Oh, Hugh. he's got it! Tt 'ays you, it says Boatrice and A. Touston Challoner of the firm of "halloner, Fairfax & Flint," Beat- "ce went on, in a puzzled voice, 'but it must mean Bert, for your 'lans didn't go In!" : "Let me see--"Hugh was read- 'ng it with her. "Well, by golly, 'hat's right!" he said, in what was itrange emotion and excitement nd inelegance for Hugh. "It means that Bert--" Beatrice ruggested. "I suppose"--Huch sald, looking ff the paper-- "I sunpose we "all come to the end of these re- 'ations some day, but it seems vlikely, You see, Bee, it may san me, My plang did go in." Beatrice let go her hold on the per, and sat down. Her perfect- + expressionless face was turned yward him. 2 Your Plans.1n she stammer- "Yes. Yet me explain! about ree weeks ago--some time after had found the plans-----Philo Ap- 'ewhite called at my office. Ap- lewhite, you know, is one of the 'ndges in the contest. Philo's a very old friend of mine; we stud- |. 'ed together at the Beaux Arts. 1 ad told him a long time ago that T intended to try for the prize, and he came to find out why I Had not rompeted. I told him the whole story althought them I thought it was Bert who had--Perhaps I was bitter, I don't know. At any rate. Philo insisted on taking my plans along with him. He asked me if I would swear to the fact they had been completed by the speci- tied date; I told him I had not touched them since the day they were found to be missing; that was in early August, as I remem- ber, five days before they had te Philo seemed a good deal upset about what I had told him, and while assuring me that nothing would be repeated he gave me to understand that he would sxplain to his colleagues, the other judges in the contest, that some unusual circumstances had pre- vented me from getting my plans in by the stated date." "Hugh, and you never told me!" "I didn't think they had a chance, my dear--that the judges would give them the slightest con- sideration, but evidently" --nhis voice could not suppress a note of pride and satisfaction as he look- | ed again at the paper--*"they did," he finished simply. "And do you mean--do you mean--'" Her face was white. She made a gesture of her shoulder to- ward the paper. "That you've won?" she gasped. "It--it lookslike it, dear." She was on her feet, her arms about him. "Oh, Hugh, Hugh, I'm so proud of you!" she sobbed, bursting into tears. "I'm go proud of you!" "But--but you just thought Bert won," he protested bewilderedly, "and you didn't care!" "Oh, Bert!" She laughed, and wiped her eyes and choked again. "It's over--the Kreutzmann contest ~' ghe sald, in an awed whisper. "And you've won! Hugh, can you believe it?" "No, I really can't, end that-- that we're happy again," he admit. ted with his artless, kind smile, "And now, what do we do, Hugh? Can't we--go home, and see your mother, and have them all congratulate you?" Beatrice ask- ed, childishly blowing her nose and wiping her eyes again and looking at him expectantly. "Congratulate us, Yes. We'll go home now." Hugh came over to her chair and knelt down and his arms about her, and she rested her hand on his shoulder, so that their eyes were close together. "Never, never to make you unhappy any more!" he said earnestly, humbly. The blue eyes smiled with Beat rice's new wisdom, "Oh, yes, you'll make me un- happy again," she said, "and jeal- ous and anxious and furious! We'll worry over children some day, Hugh, and I'll have pneumon- fa, and you'll have typhoid fever. I'll like people you don't like and you'll like--Afleen" she submitted with a sudden sparkle of mischief. "Never!" "But that"--she laid her frag- rant cheek against his; her voice was rich with content--"that's marriage, darling," she said, wear- ily. exquisitely, dreamily. "That's heaven!" Hush added slowly. At about seven o'clock that night it was raining again in North Un- derhill, and Bert, coming quietly in at the side door of the old Chal- loner house--the door that opened into the pantry hall--was spattered and damp with rain, He saw Nelly there, fixing vlol- ets ang primroses in siver bowls. "Any news?" Bert asked. "There's all the mews in the world," said Nelly placidly. "They got home at six, five minutes after you was here before, and anvthing like the laughing around there was In it you never see. They'd stonpved at your grand- mother's, and thev'd had time to buy these--' Nelly Indicated the flowers were making the whole room smell sweet. "Home. eh?" Bert sald blank- 1y. "T asked Mrs. Challoner was she tired," Nelly went on inexorably, "and she just went off in a gale! 'What would tire me?' she said. 'Well,' I says, 'dancing all night at the Lamberts' ball for a senator,' I says, 'and streeling off into the rain at four o'clock in the morning --maybe that would 'tire you,' I says, 'and maybe not!" 'Oh. no,' she says, as quiet as vou are this min. ute, Mr. Bert. 'I went down to the city,' she says. 'And Mr. Chal- loner and Noon came down and brought me home!" Nelly gave a laugh of triumph and relish. Her comparison had been an apt one, and Bert remained perfectly aulet, deadly, palely quiet, watching her. She put some snipped stems of primroses into a pail, ang wiped the crystal bowls one by one with a white cloth, glad only of an audience, not noting him at all. "However, she wanted dinner upstairs, and Emma built them a good fire, for {t's going to snow, {if you ask me, and the paper said, 'Heavy storms with wind and pos- sible snow,!" Nelly resumed. "So she fixed herself all up theré on her couch, like she loves to do, and they .had this lamp on and that one out, and then that one on and the other off, until you'd die at them! And then nothing would do but Mr, Challoner had his jack- et she gave him for his birthday on, and his slippers, and him in his chair, and her brushing her hair all over her head, like one of them Eyetalian dolls--and all this while the greatest laughing going on-- mind you--" "What--what did Nelly?" "That white woolly thing and the silk cover he give her--would you hand me that vase, Mr. Bert? They're going to have dinner up there," said Nelly, "but will you be here? For maybe--"" "No, I'll not be here. You see, I've got a new job, Nelly." "I heard you saying something about it." "It's in Boston, you know." "For Heaven's sake! Wouldn't you think they'd hold their heads up, and not lop over like string?" Nelly muttered, of the flowers. "I'm dining with my grand- mother tonight," Bert pursued, "and off tomorrow morning." "Well, it isn't Europe, anyway," Nelly said politely. "No. I couldn't go--to Eur- one," Bert answered. She did not hear him. She called Emma to help her carry the vases upstairs: Bert went out the side door again. He stopped, in the wet aut- umn garden, and looked up at the line of lighted windows overhead among the thinning branches. His father's 'room. and then the square dim light of Hugh's dressing-room, and then six glowing corner wind- ows in a row, all in Beatrice's up- stairs sitting-room, Inside. were firelight and lamplight; Hugh deep in his leather chair, weary and happy and waiting for dinner, and Beatrice--radiant, wrapped in woolly white, her bare feet show- ing under the light silk cover-- Beatrice brushing her mass of silky copper curls into an aureole, like that of an Italion doll-- Bert stood in the wet garden a long, long time. The rain was cold and light and sparse---already turning to sleet. It was pattering audibly on the packed wet leaves under the old trees; suddenly all she wear, and running | up and down the decorous streets, unfriendly, wintry lights tonight, twinkling through sleet. After a while he turned up his collar, and turned toward his' grandmother's home, a few blocks away, and began to walk rapidly his head sunk between his ghoulders. (Co! VL Kathleen pyr yb; Norris.) A ALDERMAN PRESTON WOULD STOP BUSES AT CITY LIMITS (Continued from Page 3) highways department or the bus companies. City Clerk F. E. Hard " informed him that he had been writing: the department regarding collection of the tax for the city, but had so far received no reply. Legislation empowering the de- partment fo collect the tax had been introduced at the last session of the legislature, but he did not know whether it had passed, Mr, Hare sald. The Toronto Transportation Commission had bought out two bus . lines running to Oshawa, flagrant. ly advertising the fact that they 'were doing it to take business from here to Toronto, and yet Oshawa apparently could not even tax the . buses that were to take this busi- ness from the city, Alderman Pres- ton declared. "If necessary, I think we would be within cur rights to stop all buses at the city limits until they paid the tax," he said. "The T.T.C. paid $120,000 for just a franchise to run: over highways owned by the people of this province, and I think we should certainly be able to tax them for operating on the city streets. In my opinion, it Is time for a show- down," he declared. Alderman Perry agreed that it seemed to be up to the city to take steps to enforce the measure itself without waiting on any co-operation from the government at Torpnto or the bus lines. A motion of Alder- man Hart and Perry to ask the city. .golicitor to advise the council as to the proper method of collecting the tax, carried. MUSKRAT FARMING LIKELY TO BECOME LARGE INDUSTRY (Continued from Page 3) ninion. They are satisfied, said Ir. Dawson, with only the best and 'anada should be well satisfied that she produces this very type. Although production of the mus- -rat fur-bearing animal is but an nfant industry in Canada at the sresent time and ig far behind the 'tates in the prominence of the in- dustry, it is likely that before long the Canadian industry will take its place as one of the major com- petitive industries with that coun- try. Not only England, but the whole of the other continent, climaue conditions making a difference, however, with the gize of the pro- duction fields, has taken the rais- ing of muskrats to heart and are demanding the best type of animal so that production op larger scales may be inaugurated, «Mr. Dawson pointed out. i The muskrat has the reputation of propagating its species very ra- pidly and as each animal raises from three to five litters a year, the growth of the industry will naturally increase quickly. The price brought for each fur gener- ally averages $2.25, a sum which if multiplied on the scale in which the species multiplies will bring big returns for the producers, and in- directly for the Dominion and the nation. The fur bearing industry which has spread' throughout Canada in the last few years is spreading else- where. The Fur Farm and Traders Syndicate raises beavers and musk- rats at Northern Rice Lake, foxes in England and Chinchillas in South America. Now have muskrats in England also. Mr, Dawson stated that the ship- ment which he recently took over to England was probably the larg- est ever attempted, but there was not one death in the whole lot. "And they are not addicted to sea-sickness," sald Mr. Dawson, "for which I am very glad, for that would bring up another problem to settle with, and we only know there are enough as it is." The girl who makes her own clothes will \ certainly never die from overwork,--Montreal Star. Orval Shaw is something like an d h isn't thrshrd hhard mwypkja umbrella, Every time he is need- ed he isn't there,--Chatham News, If time passes too you, buy an automobile on the monthly payment plan.--Port Ar- thur News-Chronicle. they will slowly for worms infest floor cover. ings. FLY-TOX will kill them. Spray this clean, stainless liquid feel yand save your our re- tailer sells FLY-TOX. the lights bloomed into radiance, ILINDIS WOMEN RESENT DECISION Objection Raised to Recent Hairdressers' Law Chicago, April 16.--Hippity-hop to the barber shop has been barred from the nusery rooms and parlors of fastidious women in Illinois, who prefer the quietude and privacy of the beauty salon to have their locks trimmed, marcelled or whatever twists they give milady's hair in such places. Society women; shopgirls, office- workers and others have joined in a legislative protest against being forced into a barber shop to have the loose ends of their bobbed anu shingled hair evened off in prepara- tion for the curling iron. The storm, which has been brew- ing ever since Attorney General Oscar Carlstrom held invalid the law permitting beauty parlor opera- tors to obtain barber licenses through partial examination, broke loose in fury when petitions, pro- testing the decision, flowed into headquarters of the Chicago and Illinois hairdressers' association, "The women of Illinois have shown they do not want to be fore- ed into barber shops," Columbus D. Behan of the Chicago and Il- linois Hairdressers' Association said. "Why should they have to 80 to a barber to have a few hairs clipped with a scissors? "We have more than 50,000 names to the petitions already and the total will go much higher than 100,000 when all have been return- ed. These petitions will be taken before the Illinois Legislature' to have the old law, which went into force with the attorney general's opinion, repealed." All signers express the printea sentiment that "we feel the trini- ming of a woman's hair is part of a hairdress and that a woman shoulo be allowed to have her complete hairdressing by a woman in a hair- dressing shop or beauty parlor, if she so desires, and not be compell- ed to go to a barber shop and be barbered by a man barber." : Lindbergh May Be Married in June Cuernavaca, Mexico, April 16.-- On Colonel Lindbergh's next trip to Mexico City--probably the last be- fore his wedding day in June-- an- nouncement probably will be made as to the date and place of his im- pending nuptials with Miss Anne Morrow. It is learned here the transAtlan- tic aviator plans one more trip to Mexico City as the guest of tue Morrows before the wedding, anv which, beyond the authoritative statement it is to take place some- time in June, little is known. ua the occasion of this next visit there is likely to be an Embassy state- ment, announcing the date and place, in much the same manner as the engagement was announced. Colonel Lindbergh, his fiancee, Ambassador Morrow, Mrs. Morrow, and Elizabeth Morrow, attended by members of the Embassy staff, spent a quiet week-end here recent- ly, preparatory to return to the Embassy. The party was accompanied from | TI I On sale Wedn Craysheen Dresses are in new printed patterns in both long and short sleeved styles. Sizes in the assortment range from 16 Misses' to 40 Women's. 25 ONLY - Fugi and Cray- sheen-Rayon-DRESSES esday $2.98 Fugi Dresses are in short sleeved style, colors, white, green, peach, copen, mais, sand, orchid and rose. EIHRRALAN ART Store Open All Day =| Mexico City by four truck loads of soldiers, an impressive reminder of the turmoil which exists in other parts of Mexico and which might, conceivably, endanger the Ambassa- dor and his family, It wasn't the flood that did all the damage, it was the dirt that was left behind.--Galt Reporter. If a resolution indorsing the Ten Commandments were introduced in the Senate it would be loaded down down with 110 reservations. Census takers will get four cents for each name they write, which is enough for "Smith" but think of writing Snicklefreitzheim- er for four cents! A thought that comes in the few seconds one sits on an icy pave- ment is that Sir Isaac Newton need not have waited for the apple to fall to suspect gravity. It is admitted by both sides that the I'm Alone is. Sir Oliver Lodge says real effici- ency is consistent with beauty and that ugliness is consistent with waste, At that rate, what a profligate Lon Chaney is. 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