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FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 15, 1946 THE DAILY TIMES-GAZETTE 'PAGE SEVEN LITRES CRITI CRI TRI ORI CRI CII CII CRI TRI CRI CII GI TRI CRI 000 0 [ A Tale of Great Love SYNOPSIS tad Kit Stone, only son of of Wanderslay, is ji Fir Riven, and persuades nathes to ak ihe girl aud her erry, for a week-e 'Ginnie learns that her : : : : : ) was not only for the past years of youth, sa , so wrongly spent as to bar. him forever from his home, so that that home had passed to his stolid, placid nd. | younger: brother who had never in all his life known one tempta- tion of hot blood. No, was also for these fast days in al | which he had abandoned what he for them. Lady : Mary's black pearls are stolen and Gin- nie suspects that Jerry is in- volved. Estranged on their wed- ding day, Kit says Ginnie must "keep up the appearance of .a hay wife". She is hostess for thy hrst time at a Hunt Ball at Wanderslay. While dancing wil Ginnie, Jerry makes her put a in her dress. Kit sees the might have seized; in which he had relinquished Ginnie to her husband who had never in reality been her husband. And for what had he relinquished her? For some silly scruple-- The master of Wanderslay was the best husband for Ginnie? He was no better than was--than with | might have been--Etienne d'Alain de Lacenval. And he at least would not have tormented her through her love. He would not have had to learn in what way to love her. No, but he would hav taught her how to love. : Was it now too late? Who really could tell the answer? Suppose he were to see Ginnie again, and many times? Treachery? Well-- kes | who 'was he nowadays that he The car passed under the arch- way in the old wall of the town. A second later it had swung into the winding," upward road that led into the mountains. Etienne drove it with artistry, with swift- ness. It was an instrument with which he expressed his mood. He drove it, too, with care. Not one risk did he take, though the speedometer needle quivered high on the face of the dial. Ahead, the familiar lovely peaks rose into the blue--not the great peaks, world famous. Nevertheless, Yast were implacable enough. ch could kill his man and had done 80 before now. Yes, in all the beauty * of this countryside, in spite of green valleys and spring- trees, there was a steeliness and a menace that had long cen- turies ago entered into his blood, for , from here had come his mother's family. He had longed to see it once again. It was fit- ting, he thought, that he should be seeing it now. The voice of Mrs, Fosdyke came from behind him. It dragged him back to the present: *"D'you know, dear," she was saying, "d'you know I've got a hunch; I think Ginnie's husband might try to reform him--" Of what were they talking? "Let him try," came Fosdyke's voice a little impeded by the butt of his ar. "Let him try. If J s he can slide but on us, Rell learn his lesson. And I shouldn't wonder if it would be ; his last. So I'm to educate the * young swine and feed him--I'm to clothe him and keep him in luxury, am I, so that he can turn round in the end--" The angry voice rumbled. on. Etienne raised his eyes from the road to the little mirror above the wind screen. He had this after- noon set that mirror so that he might see his passengers It showed him now Fosdyke's face, darkly red in a haze of cigar smoke. Very slightly he moved his. head and now he could see Louella Fosdyke, her face averted as she looked out on the moun- tains. She didn't reply to her hus- band's disjointed phrases. There was no need. She knew well enough that young Gerald Riven was arranged for, or would be he gave any trouble. Young Jerry, so boyish, so good looking, so gentlemanly--almost. At thought of him Etienne's lips tightened in an expression which Ji would have reco . In- ; poi Etienne was unable to think without harshness of that youth. How often had he not known Yin nie by her brother? It was help t he need new be- made easy. Well, and _ now he would have that help. . Once more Etienne saw the face of Jerry's brother-in-law, grave and intent. "Thank you," Stone had said, "for giving me your ideas on that boy--" Yes. Chri her Stone was a gentleman. Neither by word nor glance had he shown any knowl- edge of the fact that the man to whom he spoke was a crook or was anything except his equal. He was intelligent. e might de- pend on him. He had loved Gin- nie always, and now he loved her as she should be loved. Certainly he was the right husband and Wanderslay--that great house-- was the right home for Ginnie. She, the little waif, was suited to . it. She was as lovely as any one of the lovely things that it held. Her presence in the lofty rooms would not jar with one note that the centuries could strike there. He saw her, still a little timid, smiling, delicately poised as a bird is poised: So clearly he saw her and with so savage a pang that he could have dropped his hands from the wheel. So she was suited to Wan- derslay? She would have suited better his own home, his father's house, the loved grey chateau in Burgundy where the lilies in the water under the grey walls and the round, roofed towers mounted towards the sky; where the rich green of the pas- tures met the quiet waters of the moat™~and the big-framed, cream Burgundian catfle grazed under the trees. For a moment it was as if he] no longer drove the car up this twisting road. 'It was as if he were back once more in those Juiet places. He walked in the avenue. The scent was sweet and faint in his nostrils. The shade of the old trees dappled the path. And for that moment Gin- nie walked beside him, her hand should hesitate to stoop to that? Through the window of the car passed a breath from the moun- tains, Below, the small fields and farms of the foothills lay placid in the evening light. ad towered the bastions of rock, en- closing the narrow valleys, seem- ing as if they would bar all path. Far, far above the road a wood, purple and palest green, hung like) a curtain, Below it on a tiny ledge stood a small chapel of pilgrim- age, so small that only half a dozen devout folk could have knelt there. The long slope of a meadow was enameled by a thou- sand flowers. A stream made its noisy way and sprang from the cliff's edge and fell in a sheet of silver. And far distant, patient and slow, a man drove a cart to- ward his stolid stone farm. A child ran beside the horse. Its happy gestures were clearly seen. All this Etienne saw with the eye of an artist and with the eye of a countryman, and the beauty of this world, of which his be- loved was only a part, caught at his senses. So that the car slack- ened speed, creeping up the road-- "Get a move "on, old man," came the thick voice from behind him. "This isn't a funeral cor- tege, you know." At those words a sudden, small- '|est smile appeared on Etienne's lips. A painter might have thought it like a moment's wintry glint on the waters of a pool. It was there and gone. He nodded as if in thanks for the interruption. His passengers had been talking. Vaguely he had heard their mur- mur but he had not listened. That was a mistake. It was always a e. "Well, dear," his employer's wife was saying, "give me a ciga- rette--you'd better wait till she has a child." Mr. Fosdyke grunted. "Then we'll get anything we ask for. She'll have a hold on her hus- band then. Why, Christopher Stone'd pay through the nose--" Etienne listed no longer. There was no need, for the picture was complete and the si half-evil dream which for an instant he had welcomed--a last dream of Ginnie in his arms--was gone. He saw things precisely as they would be. Ginnie caught once it{again by her 'love for her hus: band, by her husband's love for her, by her love for Jerry, back into the atmosphere of threat and blackmail. Ginnie, fluttering, ter- rified, once more. in the hands of Mr. and Mrs. Richard Fosdyke. Etienne swung the car to the right, into another road--a farm road, narrow and rough. He knew it well. "Isn't this lovely!" cried Mrs. Fosdyke. Indeed, it was lovely, Now he was driving fast --too fast for such a road. But such was the confidence of his passengers in him they made no protest. "I take my precautions," so Fosdyke had said. And so he did. But--they were the wrong precautions. He saw Ginnie as she had been, beside him in this car that mem- orable night. Would she ever know what he had come here to do? No, never. Her husband? Yes, he would know. And young Jerry? Well, Etienne smiled-a very little; Jerry might guess. . . . Here, ahead, lay the gorge of ihe Darenne, ow beatin! oi as es, and menacing; o that this evening the grey cliffs were gilded by the level rays of the sun. Each detail was picked out. Even in the distance a little tree which clung where it seemed no earth could be and lifted its he Ai Ham. hed ere, approac at sixty miles an hour, was the chosen place... Ah--with what anguish one saw it . . . but with no re- wheel to the left, and held It. He hardly heard the hideous screaming. In that one split sec- ond he saw across the gulf the little tree and a bird that rose from it in a wild flash of wings. It was the only thing he saw as the great car left the road and fell, hurtling down past the im- placable walls to where, a theu- sand feet below, the river shone in a gleam of light and the cruel were waiting. (To be continued) in his arm, and looked up into his | ing, face-- "Oh,( God!" he thought. "Oh God} What have I done?" And the ory fabrics by home methods, but deep soll calls for expert essional treatment, ot Pictured above are His Excellency, given French decorations. French Ambassador Receives the Ambassador of France, Count Jean de Hauteclocque, and his two daughters, Miles. Jacqueline and Ghislaine de Hauteclocque. A largely 0 t noon was the reception given by His Excellency in the ballroom of the Royal York Hotel, Toronto. Among those receiving with the host were his two daughters. An interesting feature of the afternoon was the investituge held by His Excellency, when several Canadian officers were 44, ded event of y day after- Personality Tips The Scales + = For Mate- Hunting Students Chicago, Nov, 12 -- (AP)--The "collar ads" and the "pin-up" num- bers aren't the "dream-men'" and "dream-girls" of most mate-hunting college students. When it comes to the big leap, a sociologist reported today, it's gen- erally personality--not looks--that tips the scales. This evidence: was reported to Anselm Strauss, Indiana University lologist, who studies the hopes, dreams and notions of 373 engaged or recently married persons of col- lege age, 200 of them women, Mr. Strauss discovered that looks generally were so unessential that more men than women would dis- qualify prospective matés for hav- ing markedly different political views than because they were not "handsome or good-looking." Physicial Ideals Rare Highlights of his findings, pub- lished in the American Journal of Sociology, showed: That although 80 per cent of the persons ques- tioned had formed an "ideal" of a mate, only 59.2 per cent judged that their partners met or approached their physical ideals. However 73.7 per cent believed their partners were close to or iden- tical with their jdeal of personality. Mr. Strauss found that when subjects compared the mate with the person they had liked or loved next best, there was practically no difference between them in ap- proximation to ideal physical traits, but the mate came closest to the ideal in persbnality traits, Ideal Personality Found "These data suggest that the cul- tural and temperamental qualities of the ideal influence significantly the selection of a marriage partner, whereas the physical aspects of the ideal do not play an important role," he said. In the survey, 67 per cent named traits that would eliminate an indi- vidual from consideration as a mate. They were different race (men 49.7 per cent, women 65.5 per cent); different faith (men 41.6 women 42.5); different educational status (men 33.5, women 40.5); dif- ferent social background (men, 27.38, ro women. 34); physical defect. (men 27.2, women 26.5); different econo- mic status (men 23.1, women 20.5); markedly different political views (men 28.9, women 22); not hand- some or good-looking (men 22, wo- men 13.5). Returns For Silver Cleaned in 1902 SAN FRANCISCO--Said the 94- year-old woman, smiling sweetly at jewelry salesman Frank McAuliffe: "I'd like to pick up . that silver gravy boat I left here to be clean- ed. My sister said she'd be angry with me if I didn't get 'it pretty soon." - : Sald McAuliffe: "When did you leave it? Several weeks ago/" "No--in 1902." McAuliffe found it, too--in the basement, About 600 pounds of coal must be burned in a powerhouse boiler to light the average home for a year. | Village Brass Band Plays For One Man -------- a The strangest, the most moving concert in Britain was given the other day by members-of a .village brass band, mostly miners. They played for one patient--the band's pioneer conductor, who has been lying ill with mustard-gas poi- soning. The story begins in the village band room at Drybrook, Forest of Dean After months of practising the miner bandsmen were suddenly faced with disaster, Almost Blinded Working in a Government store, the proud little conductor, Mr. Christopher F, Meek, was almost blinded with mustard gas, and was carried in great pain into Glouces- ter City General Hospital. But the band decided to carry on and sent an appeal to Mr. Clinton Jones, of: Bacup, Lancashire, who headed south to take charge for an important contest at Charfield, Gloucestershire. Before they went to the contest they decided to pay Christopher Meek a surprise visit in hospital-- the whole band in their green uni- forms, The band sprang eagerly across the hospital lawns, deployed into formation, and gave the concert of their jives. As martial music echoed through the hospital. Christopher. Meek was helped from his bed on to the veranda of his ward. There in the sunshine he heard his "own boys" play like men inspired. At the end it was with difficulty that he forced out the words: "I am proud of you boys. Go on and do your best. My heart will be with you, even though I remain here." And as the village bandsmen marched away Christopher Meek went back to his bed, refreshed and happy. The Drybrook Band won first pri. zes in the march and selection con- tests at Charfield Mr. Meek was at once told of the win. A U.S. High Award Given Woman Doctor New York, Nov. . 14--(AP)--Dr. Elsie L'Esperance, who has waged war on cancer with both profes- sional skill and personal wealth, last night received the American Women's Association 1946 award for eminent achievement. The Medal--one of the United States' topflight awards to women-- was presented at the 20th Annual Friendship Dinner, It was destowed for integrity, vi- sion and creative capacity as well as for achievement. Dr. L'Esperance is best known for founding and directing in New York City pioneer cancer control clinics for both women and men and giving opportunity to women physicians to work in the clinics. Whipped Cream Substitute Grate one apple, add two or three tablespoons of sugar and one egg white, then beat until light. This makes an excellent substitute for whipped cream. Ottawa, Nov. 14--(CP)--Sure and the Irish love their spuds, but other like them too, and in Can- ada almost everyone includes them at least once in the dally diet. Potatoes form the base of many a satisfying supper dish and Home Economists of the Consumer Sec- tion, Dominion Department of Agri- culture, have come up with a new recipe which should prove a favor- ite with all Canadian potatoreaters. Potato Secrets: six large potatoes; one cup ground cooked meat; one cup gravy or cream sauce; half a onion juice; half a cup cooked carrots, finely chopped; salt and pepper fo taste. Method: Wash and scrub pota- toes and bake in a moderately hot oven until soft. Then mix meat, gravy, seasonings and carrots, cut slice from broad sides of potatoes and scoop out potatoes leaving un- broken shells. Mash potatd end add necessary seasoning and a lit- tle top milk. Pile the well-whipped potato mixture into the shells which al- ready have been half filled with meat. Reheat in oven until the po- tatoes are lightly browned and the filling hot. This quantity serves six. With potatoes still in mind here's another supper dish calculated to tempt the family. "Potato Cheese Souffle: two cups mashed potatoes; one cup grated cheese; two tablespoons melted fat; one-third cup milk; two eggs; half a teaspoon salt; one-quarter tea- spoon pepper; one-eighth teaspoon mustard, Mix grated cheese thoroughly with potato, Beat egg yolks until thick and lemon-colored and com- bine with milk, melted fat and sea- sonings. - Add this mixture to the potato and beat until smooth. Fold' in stiffly beaten egg whites. Turn into a well-greased baking dish and oven poach in a moderate oven about 40 minutes. Serves six. There is no time like the present to emphasize. good health habits, and one of the first rules is to drink plenty of water daily. In ad- dition, a glass before each meal tends to reduce over-indulgence in food, Health experts claim the hasty eater often is the over-eater. Slow eating is conducive to better diges- tion of food, as well as to greater enjoyment of it. Irregular meal hours often re- sult in over-indulgence at the meal, or 'the habit of "snacking", both of which are a strain on the digestive and nervous systems. CHILDREN LOVE SCRAPS: Washington, Ga.--(CP)--Machin- ist Zeno Young is a scrap-master with a sense of fun. 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