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CHAFIER V Dawson stood up, still

blinklns from sloo . Pittsburgh! Tllllpwfll whgrg ‘hyd leavouthe bus. Pat was looking at h“- Im I-Wmlll’ wrry you're not going the rest of the wgy," h, "h; If»; been swell-having you here." Thinks." she said. And H611 Wm! PB-rdonable impudenoo, “May- b° °l11' Paths will cross again." With that she brushed past with l bill" Rood-bye and s. wave oo- WHld-s the sleeping Skippy. No time for pleasantries. She must board g Plow and be in New York before this ridiculous Pat Patterson of Tlillbflrk 01w mule get there. Yes, minutes counted in reaching the Press Bmeau. in obtaining m» ne- cesiflfy credentials so she could be ‘"1 h" Way to St. Jchn's and to

ed to dart into the waitinif PM"! before taking the csb to the station. A brief dash of soap and water, lipstick and powder would make her look less like i1 refugee Wllfiil she called for her reservation. Thers was still plenty of time Hurryin into the waiting‘ room. shs didn’? ses the flgum uddlsd on the lounge. and Jumped when . she heard s. voice. "I'm awfully glad

you came in. I'm Lila Dust. 5""

Skippys mother." Connie turned, frowning. "Yes, I know. Resting for a little while before the bus leaves? Good idea." Sklppyls mother spoke in a husky half-whisper. "I'm scared stiff I'm not going to make it."

“Sure you will." Connie said.

Sklppyk mother went on. “It's terribly important that Skippy should get home."

"You'll both get there-fine."

A sin, Connie had that same feel g of foreboding. She shouldn't have come in here at all. She saw the odd blue eyes. There was some- thing familiar about lite cllrvc 0f the cheek-the way the lashes fell. long and ‘shadowing. Skippy! Skippy had the same expression.

"Pat-Mr. Patterson, I have a hunch he knows what I'm driving at. Maybe you do, too." Her voiu: trailed off, her eyes were pleading for something she couldn't say.

Connie decided to ilpioe out. but on second thought we put down her bag and purse ind came closer tt Skippyis mot-her. She'd cheer

there. "What was it. Indy?’ "What was ltl My money-s pull‘ of diamond clips." _ "Whewi" And no made s diligent

search, which was also to no avail. “Better l through your pocketbook again." -

"Yes-yes. I will. As other cabs tooled for this one to move, Cvrrwie ran into the

ion sat on the closet bench, dumping the contents of her bag into her lap. Odds and ends fell out-lipstick, compact, hsnkies, s fountain pen and her favorite pen- cil, tho thick black lead. But not the clips and not the tooled leather biilfold in which she kept her

money. What had‘ happened-when and

when?

she had had everything at the Steubenville bus static" where she, Pet and Skippy had 1 re into the. restaurant. She'd mace sure ‘Jitfi after the purse had spilled ou the floor. Since then. the pocketbook hadn't been out of her hands except-

.She remembered, now. how she'd left it with her overnight bag in the waiting room when she'd run to get help for Skippy! mr-ilrer, It had

Gift Umbrellas

Who wouldn't zippreci. ate one? A nice variety to choose from. Also gifts such as:-

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iies -- Skating 0uiliis_ Bed Jackets — llosicry Pyjamas -- Purses _

fusion. That was when someone have opened it.

Someone! Suddenly. the picture- of the psrolee flashed through her

I sow you with lost nighlmond you must iell nothing but the

A n g0 1' a and Wnullcn GIIII, 01.6., etc, cic.

her a little-then b_e on her way mind. "rm- parolee We had locked quickly. It was exasperating the at her with such cold. hostile eycs way people's lives tangled with your when the diamond clip ‘and rolled own on a bus. She. Constance Daw- on the bus floor. He'd been in the

Jerry. _ The lob had been all set for her until this morning when g tele-

truth!"

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64% ZANADA CARRIES GNU

The which lroln Alaska Io Panama

ihnn beyond n.- horllon Musing! i: L"; ' common an...» ti...“ a Conrado sn .7 who nuns and how mong ll Japan

interesting program WES

‘File Dr-cember meeting was held at MTS- G- Mvlfinlm" ‘m

ills liolne of Mrs. Nntliuillcl Mc- KlllllOil with nine members and four vmrors present. hfceting owned by sdiginc lnsdruts curol followed by the clcfd in unison. Mmutes of uevious meeting rend and approved. loll cull xws responded to by ex- fllililflt‘ of Clll l-inns gifts followed by reports of sick and school cum- Llues. The Smrctary reported svndlng $5.00 to T. B, League. It “a5 decided to fill the "V" card and rctum it to the Red Cross the amlmnt being $1.25. It was also de- cidefl to semi $1.00 to the Alexandra (Jrphana, in England. Mrs. Films-st McCubc and Mrs, Harold Boston were appointed tn lake charge of ga-ttmg trout for children at school Xmas concert, also a treat for Mrs. Jenkins who is bed-ridden. It was moved that a card be sent to Mrs. Iestcr Bcaton. Arpecd to hold I lllllllllllfé nuction sae next monday. Beginning in January it was decided i0 pack one parcel every month, for soldiers from the district. until 66/111 hricl received one parcel. Mrs. W lace Brchnut nnd Miss Noneen Bre- hunt un- to be in chmitll 01' 611W?- mininu nnv SOlfllOrs home on leave at Christmns or New Years. Lunch cmnlnilleo for Januuiy: Mrs. Lester Benton. Mrs. Gov Judson and Mrs. llzirolci Benton. Roll call to be uns- rvemd by a recipe for a good cake.

PO UTRY

Buying Daily, Chicken, Fowl

(Live or Dressed)

original llovlns which

a (nntest.

airy meeiiilg.

handed in for the Red Cross

KINGSTON

10th, I941, ii. large IILLIII

of Kingston and

ivingstone for the pu JOSC of bid cling farewell to Mr. Elll(

taken up residence in Charlottetown ably law rcmur

address willie vcry- flttingly rcplic lug "For They Arc Jolly

and the National Fnd y

We also require a quantity Turkeys, Ducks,

A Geese

Paying Top Market Prices Prompt Returns

ISLAND GOLD STURAGE

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.. _ A5 It was decided lo makehmother examme our; mo L, strengthened quilt to be handed in at the Janu- and '35 words who and “H.011” w

ADDRESS AND PRESENTATION AT

On Monday>eveningse November r 0

MrsJ/mla; equaled years in MacFadyen and family who have B Mr. George Kltson. M. L. A., cap- _ acted as chairman and. after a in dancing and social intercourse. ks in which he expressed music being fumished by Charlrs the object of the gathering he culled upon Verna, Livingstone to read an Jeanette Dochcrty on Owen. behalf of those pmsvnt presented Mr. and Mrs. MncFudyen with a _ well filled purse, Mr. MncFudylen Fildycn and Family. d thanking all sm- their thoughtfulness. Afternsinii,‘ ‘w’ °Y your relatives mid FY.‘ OTIS Anlhgm ML Mac- rot bccziuse of vour departure from en was bounced. Rcfrcshmcnts our midst l0 take up residence in were then served by the ladies. The Clmriotteimvn.

DISCRETION IN SILENCE!

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A Tribute

LIFE OF TIIE LATE JAMES E. BIIIUII, ALBERTON

We ay tribut to the memory of a gootfman. One whom we like t0

Collection emfififéd to 6'7 cents An repaid first v! all as a typical Can- ut on by adia

Mrs, A. low Wood. lVLrs. Wood giving one of hcr country ups in his soul held with rvns flffflill‘ a. respect approaching reverence enjoyed by flll- T1115 “'35 IOIIOWF-‘d by and in which he never lost faith

n whose deeds never fell be- the level of his words. whose

we contemplate his fine

the encsurngcment and inspiration

One sweater and one quilt were o; Canadian youth

_B€‘.!inning as a member of the furn of Birch d: Dyer, he was a general merchant in the town of Alberton fort ears. Secretary to the Board ode thirty years. A mcmber of Parliament for the

vmnm, gagfgfglg first district of Prince County four

at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Adam

ycnrs, defeating Governor Rzgcrs.

Mr- Bircn was a. Mason of rm- the Maritime mgejglfljnigié received a. gold

remainder of the evening was spent

MacI-Zinnon. Francis Doyle, Isabel Ifownrcl. Golden Graves and Bessie

The following is the addrcw: To Mr. and Mrs. Miller Mac-

Deur FYicnds,—Wc, a large num- friends ' have gathered here lo voice our reg-

, You, Mr. MlicFndyen like your father before you—-were born and reared in our community and we have come to vulue a great den], glcur judgment. integrity and. stcrlirg worth. And whenever or wherever. we have asked for any assistance, for the betterment of our commun- ity, you have always cheerfully given us your best.

Mrs. MacFudyen, and the children also. bio-their kindly, considerate and unassuming ways. have likewise cndvarcd lllLllmclVCs to us. and we ahflll miss them, from nll commun- ity activities.

In your home. we have engined gracious and generous hospi l.) unri we shall be very so when your light shall no longer ins in avclcome to us. However. we trust ihat our loss is your gain, and so we wish each one of you the best. wherever you may reside. As n small mark of our ' esteem and appreciation, we present you with th s gift of mono accompanied by our best wishes , or continued happiness and prosperity. We hops that some future day you may rc- turn, to again take up residence in the old h. mestead on the Bannock- burn Road

signed on behalf of Kingston Community. fro. C. Auld. John H. Docherg Lorne Smith, Adam Llvln nton, M - coin-Llglgcfiwaln, George___s_er.

emblem in recognition of his long membership. The same order in which King Edward VII of Eng- land was most-worshlpful Grand Master when he was the Prince of

Wales.

He was perhaps most widely

known in the work of temperance and in this field the cause lost a friend and counselor and where as a student he had not only intimate knowledge of it in all its {aliases but infinite tact and dip- ornacy in composing and recon- ciling widely divergent theories WlllCh were advanced at different times. His unquestioned sincerity and llfe long abstinence gave him a r few men possessed.

e was a zealous Conservative in lilies and applied himself earn- estly and intellectually to deep en- cyc opedic knowledge of the methods of government, Always a useful, hard workin member his party he was lred for his perception and courage in any pub- lic question where the interests of the people of Prince County were concerned

His life was one of a wide range of happy contacts and fmitful ac;- ivities. His flexible and informal Demonality. his rich fund of anec- dotes of ha/ppenings and good friends. his dry and sometimes sparkling humor permeated his very being and kept his listeners in cnnlimial laughter. He was a reader and a student and from his extensive library came history and classics. His shelves of wonderful books. magazines and private writ- ings formed a suitable background for his home in Alberlon. Born in Port Hill -Iot l3-he was the 501i of the late ‘Ihcrnas and Mrs. Birch, a member of the Epismpal Chluch and loaves s. widow. two brothers and three sisters. His body rests in the beautiful cemetery of St. faunas Episcopal Church. Port Hill. where many of his most intimate friends have been laid to rest.

Contributed

NUTRITION DEGREE

Cornell University has estdb- lished a School nf Nutrition, which offers a degree of Masicr of Science in Nutrition-

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POULTRY

We are buying live and dressed poultry daily. Paying highest market price and prompt returns.

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878m liiid come saying that in j, last minute decision 1t had been decided to send a man in her place. ‘The man was Pat Patterson

Connie knew who he was, but had no idea that this girl who'd been a fellow lgggengef (m (he bus was , his rival for the job, Bhe didnt intend that he should know ltmgither-not until her own good

Off the bus, Connie went dwectly a telephone in the terminal. H" flllsprs‘ thumbel thIOIIBXI the dixentory. ‘Airlines-Airline; s"- As she put s coin in and dialed the number. one e e was on the °1°°k- The 0th". 0r some unac- w-"liflble WW0“. was on the figure of Pat who was strolling up and down the room. The Christmas Spirit. Inc. was drooping a little. There was a lonely slump to his shoulder,

"Hello. Airlines Service? What time does the next plane have 1e1- New York?"

“No planes tonight. maflam. All flights East over the Alleghcnies canceled on account of weather." MB-ybe tomorrow morning."

Connie hung up the receive: “All flights East over the Alleghenies canceled an account of weather." Even in the snugness of the pnone booth it seemed as if she could hear the howl of mountain winds.

Well, there would be trains, cer- tainly. It would take longer she could get a. stateroom on s Pullman and arrive in New Ulrk in I18 morning, refreshed. Therekl be time to change into her smart- est and then she'd go directly to the Press Bureau.

She dialed again, ' reservation on the New York?"

"Yes, ma'am. For one? 'I‘rain leaves at 10:30 pm., Eastern Stand-

er

I have a. hex train for

h“ ard Time."

Fine, that would give hea- almost an hour to malm connections. As she stepped out of the booth. Pat saw her. Even halfway across the big terminal there was no mistak- ing the Wily his face lighted up.

He came over, reaching for ner hand. “'I'his'll give me s. better chance to say good-b "

"Tell. good-bye a _ .' then," she smiled. "I'm going over to the rsil- road station get a train,"

“Going farther, then?" "Yes. To New York-same as .0113. "Why don't you go the rest of the way by bus? It's more fun, cheaper. We could see the sights B10118 the highway-maybe watch the sun come up in the morning. And you'll have a chance to learn how everything turns out at the end of the trio for tho oher p"- ssngers. Besi es." and here he blushed again. "it would be a break for me."

"For you?" Connie's eyebrows

been thinking you're luck. foo. The way you got 0n the bus at Smithton and took the scat next lo mine. Nothing but luck." She shook in a hurry.’ His eyes held hers and he wasn't Pat the Philosopher or Pat the Great Thinker. He was only a tall, shabbily dressed young m“; look. in? at her. trying to toll her some- thng. "Connie, why are you in such a hurry?" he asked humbly. _$he wanted to answer him de- fiislvely. and yet not betray her hand. After all. he was the one who'd taken her job, who stood in her way when she was so desperate w reach the post in St. John's. 5o she said. "Because I'm going to be married very soon." The light went out of his fans. Ha stood still for a minute and then, "Say. that's great." He grinn- ed, but it wasn't thesame grin, nor even the same voice. " for you. Connie, and lst me ssv right now I wish you all the luck and happiness in the world. A Christ- girl-ll bride eh? Gee, you'll be beau- u

She couldn't say snyfliing be- cause Pat shgok her hand-s mg- ular western and shake-and wsnt loping off.

As Constance Dawson walked in the other direction towards the

ale which said "Taxicabs", she eit s twinge of pity. Poor Pail she'd never so on s bus again-no. not iamlflh‘: shs liveélfiwlt did some g you-upss .

A puckered, smudgy face loomed out of somewhere to confront her.

1t was hersl in a. mirror. ins decid- By Weslovsr

her head, "sorry, rm

son and this girl, Lila Ernst.

You're discourged because you've been sick." sh" said. “A few minutes’ rest and everything will look different."

Skippyts mother shook her head and began talking in jerky incuier- ent sentences: "The little tacker- doesn't seem as if you could love anyone as much as I love him."

“Skippy's a dear."

“I told him a story, ‘Chicken Little’ just before he fell asleep. You know. the one about Henny- Penny, Cocky-Lucky and Turkey- Lurkcy. He went for ii, big."

She'd begun to cry. silently. Ilears streaked the purple shadows on her cheeks. "I wouldn't wake him up for anything," Lila snid. ' smiling that funny little smile hls—thlnking about Chicken L‘ and the kind king."

Please!" Connie be god.

And ilron, with one nst appealing

glance, Sklppys mother keeled over. Connie ran. She burst into the

main part of the terminal, a fran- tic whirlwind.

"Please," she called. “There's a woman in the waiting room, very ill. Get a doctor. A matron-some- one. Quick!"

After that. things moved swiftly. Soon an ambulance bell was clang- ing. ‘Two policemen moved through the crowd. The driver who'd been on the bus since Steubenvilie climb- ed down from the counter where he'd been drinking coffee, and hurried into the waiting room. Most of the passengers went, too. Somewhere in the group Connie caught s glimpse of s red head. Elven the psrolee was following.

Connie, remembering the fast- asleep Skippy. went to the bus. She found that the young man and girl were watching him. The girl's face had s motherly look. She was ser- ene, competent.

Satisfied that the little boy was taken care of. Connie rtn back m the waiting room, colliding with one of the interns. "How—how is she?" she starnmered.

"Heart attack. Exhaustion, She'll be all right. The other doctor's giv- ing her an injection."

‘rhen, es if she were in a sick- room, Connie walked slowly 1n and saw the figures leaning over Sklppvs mother. She was going to be all right. The doctor said so. Strange, what a. great good feeling that ve Miss Constance Dawson. sob ter do lune. ,

She saw her purse and overnight bag just where she'd left them on a chair near Lila. She picked them up, still moving quietly, and than tlptoed out. No ime for lipstick No time for snythirm except to walk out the side door and get info s cab. The train would leave in fl!- leen minutes.

What was it Lila Ernst had been trying to say? No matter. Connie couldn't have helped her because Connie's own life and future werr- at stake in this race against time and wind and stcnn. Jerry Marsh was waiting for her-s million miles away. She must mach him be- ION Christmas.