Walkerton Independent, Volume 62, Number 7, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 9 July 1936 — Page 2

Ehetic Gentleman By Channing Pollock : WNTT gervtc*.

SYNOPSIS I The Duke, a pleasant, likable youth »f twenty-three, jobless and broke, enters an unoccupied summer home in Southampton, seeking- shelter from a terrific rain storm. He makes himself at home. Six years ago his father had died in China, leaving the lad, Barry Gilbert, to fight his way back to the States. He did not recollect ever having had a mother. Dozing at the fireside, he is startled by the arrival of a butler, Willetts; a chauffeur, Evans; a cook and a maid. He learns that the son of the owner of the house. Jack Ridder, whom the servants had never seen, is expected. He decides to bluff it out. \ CHAPTER I—Continued —2— “I hope not,” the Duke replied, grln- « nlng broadly, and, seeing that grin, the four servants smiled, too—plainly surprised at the master’s good hu■mor. I "This is Evans, sir,” the butler continued. •This is Mrs. Mulligan. Cook, sir. And Annie Jeffers, the parlor Jmaid. If you don't mind, sir. I’ll get them set, and then I'll come upstairs to report.” “Fine!”’ said the Duke, calculating that five minutes would get him into his clothes, and out the front door. He was climbing the steps again when Willetts called. "I never thought, sir. Your bed isn’t made. I’ll get the linen out, and have Annie up there right away. , You’ll want a good fire in your room to dry things out.” “I’ve got a fire in the library," the Duke replied. “Don’t hurry. I'm very comfortable." They did hurry. He had scarcely got his trousers from under the mat- . tress when Annie appeared, just as he had seen her in the hall, and with a small load of immaculate sheets and pillow cases. “Mr. Evans is lighting the furnace,” she said. “The house is that cold. It’s an oil-burner, Mr. Willetts says. I wonder you didn’t think of it But, |of course, you’re a stranger here, too.” “A stranger!" What did she mean by that? Where had be been, he wondered? Evidently, not home, at any rate. So that was why Willetts hadn’t known he wasn’t Mr. Ridder. • Was Willetts new? The girl was on her knees at the hearth, and the Duke ventured half a question. “Willetts isn’t a stranger?" “Os course not,” Annie replied. “Nor Mr. Evans. Just Mrs. Mulligan and me. We was taken on when Madam and Mr. Ridder expected to spend the summer here, and we’d’ve been let out, I guess, when they decided to go to Germany, If it hadn’t been for your coming back.” “I picked just the right minute, didin’t I?” grinned the Duke. “And “You sure did!” grinned the Iparlor maid, spreading the linen over Ithe arms of two chairs. It was an amusing conversation, but it had been too long. Returning to the library, trousers still in hand, Barry Gilbert encountered the übiquitous Willetts. “I’ll take those, sir,”

said the butler, taking them. “Oh, never mind!” “They’ll need pressing.” “I’ll need them.” “They’ll be ready for you In the morning,” Willetts said, with a note of finality. “Did you bring any py- ' jamas, sir?” . Any lie would do for now. i “Yes,” answered the Duke, “but, . dike an idiot, I checked my suit-case, and God knows what happened to the *check!” “I’ll get you a pair of your father's,” Willetts voluntered. “You’re very much of a size.” He was taking stock of the new master. “Look like your father, if you don’t mind my saying so, sir. Same figure. Same kind of face, only kinder, if you don't mind my saying so, sir.” The Duke didn't mind. It was all “a lucky break,” only — how long {.would it last? “Mustn’t over-play my luck,” thought the Duke. But the real Mr. Ridder “wasn’t coming until 'tomorrow.” Why make a break for it [tonight? The storm was roaring, and [throwing buckets of water against the windows. The butler had gone into the bedroom, and returned with a pair of purple silk pyjamas. i “Anything else, sir?” t' “No, thanks.” “I’ll be leaving you then. There’s a lot to do—getting the rooms ready for cook and the maid. They’ve never been here before. Don’t know their ,way about. Evans don’t neither. What time breakfast, sir?” ' “Oh, say eight o’clock.” F “Right, sir. Good night, sir,” said the butler, bowing himself out. “Easy!” thought the Duke, standing before the fire, with the purple pyjamas in his hand. “Too easy! Too damned easy! There’s a catch in it somewhere!” 1 Willetts implied that he had been with the family some time. Why had he never seen the son? Or even a picture of him? Why was he so willing to accept a stranger in the house at his own word—practically without question? Why did he take those trousers? “I’m trapped,” mused the Duke, "or else —” ' Or else what? > “Or else he’s no more a butler than *1 am Mr. Ridder. How do I know what he is? There's a lot of mighty valuable junk in this house.” It was with that thought in his mind, and himself Imagined in a new and exciting role, that His Grace of Hollywood finally turned the other cheek on an Irish linen pillow slip, jand dropped off to sleep. The trousers were beside his bed when he awoke. And all that cinema nonsense had evaporated from his mind. Just “a lucky break.” A cood night's rest in a warm, dry house, wh

owners had suddenly dashed off to Europe, leaving the establishment to a son who happened to be unknown to the servants. “If I belonged in a house like this—” He squared his shoulders, and sauntered down the carpeted stairs. No need of finishing the sentence. Already, he felt a new dignity; a new, stiffening self-respect. The trousers were neatly pressed, and “Good morning, sir," said the butler, as he entered the breakfast room. There was nothing “make shift” about the meal. Evans had been to town for cream, and bacon, and bread, and the Duke's courage rose with every sip of the steaming coffee. “What's this?” he Inquired, his eye falling up an envelope at his plate. “A letter for your mother, sir,” Willetts replied. “It came after she’d left the hotel, and Evans got it when he went back for some things he was to bring out here. He forgot It last night, sir. Mrs. Ridder expected some mail from the employment agency, and places like that. She said you was to open it, sir.” Barry hesitated. He could feel a chilly something In the butler’s gaze. Sooner than return the gaze, or evade it, he opened the envelope. A hundred dollar bill dropped out. “Well, sir!” exclaimed the butler, any doubts he may have entertained lost in his surprise. “Well," echoed the Duke, with that new courage born of the steaming cos“It’s Got to Go,” Fumed the WhiteHaired Gentleman. fee. “Well, and likewise good. I can use this.” “Yes, sir," said the butler. "A little more coffee, sir?" “Thank you,” assented the Duke. “And just one more piece of toast." Alone In the cheerful breakfast

room, with the cheerful sunshine streaming down outside, he read the letter. “Dear Mother: I’m returning- the money. I can’t keep it, and I can't go to Southampton. I’m sending- this special delivery, so you’ll have time to get rid of the servants, if you decide not to open the house. For your sake, I hope father improves at Bad Nauheim, but I don't want anything that comes from him, and I sha'n’t write again. Thanks, all the same. John.” The Duke picked up the envelope again. It had been posted the previous morning in New York, and there was no special delivery stamp. “Well,” he remarked; “Santa Claus is certainly worked overtime for me!” Back with the toast and coffee, Willetts inquired, “Anything Important, sir?" “The letter?" asked the Duke, as though that had been farthest from his present thoughts. “No. I'll send it to Bad Nauheim when I write, and keep the money until my mother returns." “What time shall you want the car, sir?” “The car?” “For luncheon, sir. It’s a fairish long walk to the village.” His Grace reflected. It was a long walk to the village. It was an even longer walk to Montauk Point And, apparently, there was no possibility of overplaying his luck. Why should not he ride to Montauk in comfort — or, at least, to within a few miles of Montauk — and disappear there, instead of at Southampton? “I might take a drive,” he said. “Why not?” “That’s exactly what I 'was thinking." They both smiled. A good fellow—Willetts. How absurd to have suspected him of being a thief. And how jumpy to have Imagined that “chilly something" in the butler's gaze. Out of sight of the house, he took the precaution of burning that letter from “John.” The truth was that the Duke’s uneasiness over that hundred had nothing to do with the fear of being caught. He had never stolen anything before. “I’ll return that money from Montauk," mused the j Duke. “I don’t want to be hooked I for robbing the mails." This was certainly a beautiful place. “Not very -well kept, though," he ob- ! served. “There ought to be a better ! lawn, even so near the sea. If it were mine—” And he grinned again. It was, for the moment. But only i for the moment. Life h id never been dull for him that was all he ever kept. Barry’s

“Spoiling good longshoremen,” he called it, “because their papas aw rich.” From one of the longshoremen, Barry had discovered that he should have a mother. The old man had never mentioned it, so bis son raised the question. “1 lost her,” his father said. “How?” “In Algiers. You were born there.” It was years before Barry was old enough to put the two things together. “Did she die when I was born?" he asked then, and got no answer. This was in San Sebastian, where the old man worked for an engineering concern. Soon afterward, they pushed on to England, and short-lived prosperity. Barry went to school, for the first time, and found that he had learned more from his father than the other lads from their professors. That was fortunate, because the schooling lasted only a year before Barry—fifteen now—was taken to India. “I can’t stand counting houses,” his father had told him. “They’ve given us a berth in Calcutta.” It wasn't an upper berth, and It was in another counting house. “I met a fellow today," the elder Gilbert announced, “who's got something to do with the diamond mines. I think we’ll go to Johannesburg.” They didn’t, because, a week later, the old man found another friend who suggested Manila. From there, It was only a step to Canton, and the tea business, and a shorter step to Hong Kong, where Francis Gilbert came home one night with a fever, and died the next morning. Barry had begged a clerkship In Hong Kong, and then worked his way to San Francisco. On the boat was a movie director. “You've got a great smile,” he told the youngster. “I think I can use you.” Hollywood, then, and one studio after another. Youth, and looks, and the Ingratiating grin helped a lot there. And Barry learned a lot, too. How to wear clothes, and how gentlemen behaved—or Hollywood thought they behaved—in a drawing room. He was earning two hundred dollars a week, sometimes. when a wallet vanished from a coat thrown over a table “in the set." The Duke knew who took It. She was a poor little thing, though, and desperate, and His Grace kept his mouth shut. They couldn't pin it on him, he said, and they didn’t, but there were no jobs after that. And so he’d corne East. Ankle-deen in the sand, that morning at Southampton. he kept thinking of the letter he’d just burned. And of his own mother. He had missed her all through his childhood, watching the other hoys with their mothers, or, at school In England, getting ready to go home to them. “I lost her,” the old man had said, and never mentioned the matter again. Had she died in Algiers, In childbirth, or merely grown weary of wandering, and decided to stay somewhere with someone? “I'd like to find her,” the Duke thought. At noon Evans brought the car. “Do you know where we're going?" asked the Duke. “Yes. I’m taking you for a ride.” Almost surly, thought the Duke. And It had a sinister sound, that phrase. “You want to get lunch, don’t yon?" the chauffeur added, quickly. “I want to see the end of the Island. We can eat anywhere.” The Duke sank back into the cushioned seat. It gave him a curious sense of importance — being driven like this. Along the highway they sped. The car was slowing down now, and, looking ahead. His Grace saw another limousine drawn up at the side of the road. Evans threw out the clutch, and then put his foot on the brake. A husky young fellow In uniform was standing In front of the other car. Beside him was a spare, whitehaired gentleman. And, framed In the car's doorway, ready to alight, stood a pretty girl. “Stop," said the Duke, quite supererogatorlly, since they had stopped. She was the prettiest girl he had ever seen, the Duke decided. He had made the same decision many times before, but this time he felt It would be final. Tall and slim and dark, dressed in an ensemble of hunter’sgreen tweed, with a top coat to match, and a tiny felt hat perched upon her sleek black hair, she looked, somehow, like a thing turned out by an entirely perfect machine—trim, and polished, and built for speed. Her eyes were gray, the Duke was to discover later, and wide, and a little cold. Her nose was a straight line from her forehead, and her lips were bright red against the pale ivory of her face. “Can I do anything for you?” inquired the Duke. He was standing before her now, and her glance took him in, calmly, appraisingly, before she answered, “No, thanks.” And with that, Barry felt, she erased him from the landscape. “Yes, you can," said the whitehaired gentleman. “That Is, If either of you knows anything about a car. My chauffeur doesn't.” “We'll be glad to try,” the Duke said, cordially. “Have a look at it, will you, Evans?" Sullenly, Evans walked over to the open hood. “It’s the ignition,” the other chauffeur told him. “Start her up.” “She won’t start.” The two men began fussing with the engine. “It’s got to go,” fumed the white haired gentleman. “I haven’t had a bite since breakfast, and I’m due in New York at five o’clock.” “Hungry myself,” said the Duke "Where did you moan to eat?" (TO BE CONTINUED)

""""iMNKMD - UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I chool Lesson By REV. P. B FITZWATER. D. D„ Member of Faculty. Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. © Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for July 12 WITNESSING UNDER PERSECUTION LESSON TEXT—Acts 3:1-4:31. GOLDEN TEXT—We ought to obey I God rather than men.—Acts 5:29. PRIMARY TOPlC—Brave Peter and । John. JUNIOR TOPIC—Two Brave Preachers. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR | TOPIC— Two Brave Witnesses. ; YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT ■ TOPIC — Courageous Witnessing for . Christ. In I Corinthians 1:21-25, Paul sets ' fortli the attitude of the world towmrd Christ and his gospel. The one who preaches Christ crucified must expect opposition, and even violent persecu- ; tion. Tills attitude of the world, instead of being a deterrent, should be a spur to activity. I. Peter Healing the Lame Man (Acts 3:1-11). The place (vv. 1,2). It was at the beautiful gate which leads from the outer to the inner court of the temple. This helpless man had been placed at the entrance of the place of worship I where he might receive the sympathetic attention of worshipers. I 2. The man (v. 2). This beggar was Infirm from his birth. He was not more than forty years old (Acts 4:22). When he saw Peter and John, he . asked alms. 3. The method (vv. 3-8). a Gaining the man’s attention ! (v. 4), Peter and John commanded him to look on them. He asked for money and got healing. b. Peter commanded him in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth to ' rise and walk (v. 6). This was the very tiling he had been unable to do all his life, but with the command went the gbility to do. c. Peter took him by the right hand (v. 7), gave impetus to his faith, not strength to his ankles. 4. The man's response (v. 8). Strength at once came to him. He stood, walked, leaped, and shouted praises to God. He not only advertised tills miracle, but ascribed the honor to God, and used his strength in walking Into the house of God. 5. The effect (vv. 9-11). The people were so filled with wonder that they ran together to behold this thing. There could be no question as to the i genuineness of the miracle for the । man had been a familiar figure for many years. a. This helpless man had to be carried to the temple. Men and women out of Christ are so helpless that they need to be brought where the life of God can be applied to them. b. Peter, taking the man by the hand, shows the manner of helping the ■ lost. Christian witnesses should bring them to Jesus. 11. Peter Witnessing Before the Multitude (Acts 8:12-26). Though this miracle directed the attention of the people to Peter and John. Peter seized the opportunity to ; present Christ to the people who had assembled. He told them that It was faith in Jesus Christ whom God had glorified and whom they had delivered to he betrayed and crucified, that had healed this man. He charged upon them their awful guilt, for they had denied the Holy One and had chosen ‘ a murderer Instead. Ue appealed to them to repent (v. 19). 111. Peter in Prison for Christ's Sake (Acts 4:1-4). 1. The leaders. Both priests and Sadducees joined in this persecution (vv. 1,2). The priests were Intolerant because these new teachers were encroaching upon their functions. The Sadducees did not believe In the resurrection, which was a vital part of the apostolic preaching. 2. The result (vv. 3,4). Though they were held in bondage by chains, Christ continued to work. The number of believers greatly increased. IV. Peter Witnessing Before the Sanhedrin (Acts 4:5-21). 1. The Inquiry (vv. 5-7). The Inquirers admitted the reality of the miracle but they wanted to know what It signified. 2. Peter’s answer (vv. 8-12). With stinging sarcasm he showed them that they were not on trial as evildoers, but for doing good in the name of Christ to the helpless and needy man. 3. The impression upon the Sanhedrin (vv. 13-21). a. They marveled (v. 13). They were made conscious that they were on trial instead of sitting as judges. b. They took knowledge that Peter and John had been with Jesus (v. 13 Though Christ was dead, they saw that he was being reproduced in his | disciples. c. They forbade them to speak In i Christ's name (v. IS). They could not | deny the miracle or gainsay the accui sation brought against them, so they i attempted intimidation. d. Peter and John’s reply (vv. 19, 20). They expressed their determination to obey God rather than men. | They thus repudiated the authority of : the rulers of Israel and set the church i in a place of independence from the - Jewish State. e. Their release (v. 21). Seeing that the people were on the side of the ' apostles, the rulers were helpless. V. The Church at Prayer (vv. 23-31). As soon as Peter and John were set j free, they hastened to their fellow disciples and told their experiences. They praised God for deliverance and : prayed for boldness to speak the Word , of God. God answered them with the shaking of tlie place and the sending I of the Holy Spirit. Pulling Together If the money getters would line up behind the knowledge getters, and all I pull together in a definite well-organ- ' ized plan, we’d raise the standards of I human life higher than the most fanI tastic imagination ever dreamed they I could be raised.

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