Jun 1926 - On-Line Newspaper Archives of Ocean City
Jun 1926 - On-Line Newspaper Archives of Ocean City
Jun 1926 - On-Line Newspaper Archives of Ocean City
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BEGIN HEJEE TODAY<br />
PETER 1.VSTER has lost hl»<br />
memory from shell shock in France<br />
Upon his return Co London ho fails<br />
to recognize<br />
NAN MAERABY, to whom ho<br />
bccama engaged before going to<br />
the front Jfan, proken-hgarted,<br />
retumR to her home to care for<br />
her Uiree motherleni stepbrothers<br />
She is still in touch with<br />
JOAN ENDICOTT, in London,<br />
who has encouraged her to forget<br />
Peter and marry his friend and<br />
follow <strong>of</strong>ficer,<br />
JOHN ARNOTT, with whom<br />
Peter la routing at the home <strong>of</strong><br />
Amott'd sister, not far from the<br />
Man-any estate Nan In drapers<br />
tion, however, over Peter's reported<br />
engagement to Arnott'n sister,<br />
and the hnuncml difficulties <strong>of</strong> her<br />
father, has consented to marry<br />
HAHU.Y SEFTONj, s money<br />
lender, who has promised to cancel<br />
her father's debts to him and<br />
make her a present <strong>of</strong> Peters<br />
IOU's on their wedding ds<br />
Arnott has just mlled to ask<br />
Nan uhethtf her reported engige<br />
ment u true He tells her that<br />
Piter is not engaged to his sister,<br />
Out rather has applied for im<br />
mediate return to Frann Tho<br />
Jnald announces &efton iind Ar i<br />
nott leavei Nan enters thf room)<br />
where Sefton is waiting<br />
NOW GO THS STORY<br />
Sefton took a bundle <strong>of</strong> papers<br />
from his socket and flung them<br />
down on flie table. "There are,<br />
your father's pr.xioue bills," hs<br />
said. • ' i<br />
Nan colored | she glanced at<br />
itfljan, but did not pick them up,<br />
"Thank you," she said.<br />
"By the way," he added, looking<br />
back over hig shoulder, "lister is<br />
engaged to that little widow slater<br />
Willard S. Steelman<br />
REAL ESTATE<br />
Office: 1100 Bay Avenue<br />
Bell 7S4<br />
IS TOUR HOUSE IN-<br />
FECTED WITH VERMINT<br />
Chemical Disinfection<br />
t» Tin <strong>On</strong>ly Son and O«u<br />
BTethud <strong>of</strong> Dasf rojinc Them<br />
T. LEE ADAMS<br />
P. O. Bn iu<br />
lobfafOK AltenUons<br />
T.Walter Wilkinson<br />
/ < • > . , • • ,<br />
.Carpenter and<br />
•M1 \. Bailder<br />
.A 230 Central Avenne<br />
;^ OCEAN ctrr. N. J.<br />
-J& ;f FHQNE 78T-J<br />
Peter Csught Signs <strong>of</strong> a Girl's<br />
While, Frightened Pace,<br />
agely. "There's no -doubt about<br />
that.*<br />
J. E. JOCtf ER<br />
PAINTING<br />
1920 Asbury Avenue.<br />
IF IT COMES IN—<br />
Thro Your Doors and Windows<br />
WE CAN STOP IT<br />
Be It Water, .wind, sand or<br />
mogqnitos<br />
Quality equipment—Lasting<br />
. Service<br />
II. ROLAND PRATT<br />
Somcrg Point<br />
Sager Metal Weather Strips-<br />
Screens<br />
William M. Cameron<br />
Builder<br />
Plans and Specifications<br />
i<br />
1525 Pleannrc Avenue<br />
PHONE 623<br />
TIERED R. SMITH<br />
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PAPER HANGER<br />
thoujii—he, j,,,t ,0, n ,,„„„<br />
li-nn \ Herioici iiumred J littk.<br />
"It's Horrible without him," she<br />
addedC<br />
"Vm sure it is," Peter said kind-<br />
V ! he ?. *** something childish<br />
about this girl that appealed to<br />
"I used to have a friend living<br />
with me," she went on. "But now<br />
she's had to go home, and I'm all<br />
alone, I've tried to put up with<br />
it, but somehow today I felt I<br />
couldn't bear It any longer go I<br />
Building-Jobbing<br />
ano ne tola me himself." » ,'?, l i ui «<br />
' ""»"'"•• , ,„<<br />
John Arnoti was right when ho „ w , tat do y° u "»»"— a ^<br />
Joh Argots was right when he<br />
said that Peter had ehanted dur- But Arnot woud say trnxupi- no more.<br />
ing B«lj the *u^* oast B=*^^ few t^j day*. *^' _, , The Rut station AiTintt was wntilH in sight, jisv no and mnrp. he<br />
He had grown irrita itable and mo- thpnged chaed tht the subject subjet huriedly hurriedly.<br />
r»ej ro»e| he h tk tobk to goine i <strong>of</strong>f for lone Nal1 ' s tits haunted I'tter si! the<br />
walks by himielfi ht was abrupt !y *» London, Her smile troubled<br />
with Arnott and seemed to avoid I""",— and htr ^e~and her little<br />
Doris. 1 I tricks <strong>of</strong> manner.<br />
It was the morning after the vil-l Ht was roused from his<br />
laga had been thrilled with the (thoughts by a jolt and • violent<br />
Bows <strong>of</strong> Nan Marraby's engaje.' swen-o, followed by a sudden imment<br />
that Peter.announwd his in- part<br />
tention <strong>of</strong> goinf to London, A cab copiing in the oppogite<br />
."It'll all rot, tearing up to town direction had collided with them at<br />
•liM tjuii" Arnott declared huffily. Hie edrner <strong>of</strong> tho read.<br />
Host fellows are quite content to Lyster had a vojue impression<br />
wait till they're sent for—I know! <strong>of</strong> broken glass and a man's fed,<br />
I am. Don't be an ass, give up the angry fate before hs wrenched<br />
Idea," open the doer and scrambled nut.<br />
But Petei' wauld not; and finally The other cab had come <strong>of</strong>f by<br />
Arnott drove him down to the sta., far the worst <strong>of</strong> the twos the door<br />
Ben tocateh the mid-day train, 1 had jammed, and all the glass was<br />
As they were leaving the village 1 broken, and behind it Peter caught<br />
(hey overtook Nan and the three |<br />
6oy«—Arnott slowed down. <<br />
Nan's eyes went quickly to<br />
Lyster and away again.<br />
• Bow to Hike Bttta<br />
'•Where are you oif to!" she<br />
Mked as lightly an she could, Ar- LAWNS AND GARDENS<br />
nott answered that Peter was fed ••?« • iilt with Like<br />
up with them and was going book<br />
to town.<br />
fit ASBURY AVENUE<br />
AH wort promptly done by<br />
experts, flun pariora and<br />
garages. Give us a call.<br />
W.S.Stcelnian&Sons<br />
Office: 1100 Bay Avcnnc<br />
Bell 7(4<br />
WHENin a HURRY<br />
CONSULT .<br />
DANIELLMURRAY<br />
446 West Avenue<br />
PLUMBING<br />
and<br />
HEATING<br />
BegisteKd<br />
Nan'ft blue eyes dilated I<br />
"You have soon got tired <strong>of</strong> the<br />
country," qho said<br />
P«*ter did not answer; he \toa en<br />
grost^d with the boys, who had<br />
climbed on to the footboard <strong>of</strong> tin<br />
CAT.<br />
"It's goodbye, then, Mr Ljster,'<br />
Nan said. After a moment's hesitation<br />
she held out her hand,<br />
"Goodbye,"<br />
Arnott frowned m he drove on<br />
Was Lyster 11 fool, he wondered<br />
Jlnpaticnfly, that lie eould nut<br />
guess tho meaning <strong>of</strong> the heart-<br />
OCEAN<br />
E. L. SMITH<br />
PAINTER<br />
243 Aflbury Avenue<br />
WALTER TOMLIN<br />
PLUMBING<br />
HEATING<br />
138 Anbury Am<br />
<strong>Ocean</strong> <strong>City</strong><br />
Telephone 410-J<br />
Jobbing Solicited<br />
CALL<br />
Hans fiurkhardt<br />
649 ASBUHY AVE.<br />
Phone 29<br />
When You Need a<br />
PLUMBER<br />
We Make a:Specialty <strong>of</strong> Everything<br />
In Oar <strong>Line</strong><br />
OCEAN CITY SENTWEL'-LEptiBR, OCBAN.qTY,_K<br />
Best<br />
Plumbing<br />
Service<br />
. Your Plumbing and<br />
Heating Problems<br />
Solved.<br />
T.J.CUNNINGHAM<br />
PLWMB1N0 AND BEATING<br />
CONTRACTOR<br />
SOB Moorlyn Terrace<br />
Phon* 4M<br />
PLUMBING<br />
and<br />
* HEATING<br />
731 Asbury Avenue<br />
OCEAN CITY, N. J,<br />
Phone 1273<br />
ROOFING<br />
That's<br />
Permanent!<br />
You may pay a bit, more for<br />
your Rb<strong>of</strong>ing — right at the<br />
start —. but that's the end <strong>of</strong><br />
your worries whon you have<br />
work done by us. And as the<br />
years pans you will realize how<br />
economical your Ro<strong>of</strong> ha 1 ? been<br />
Inntallcd. WeU be pleated to<br />
quote you figures.<br />
W.W. SMITH<br />
809 Eleventh Slrect<br />
Phone Z41-W<br />
W. H.<br />
0LDF1ELD<br />
"*" A - ' ^ I \ ^^^0PW^<br />
break in 1 slglit o<br />
Nan's eyes, the<br />
twentieth time tho inip<br />
to him to tell him the troth t<br />
"I I suppose," , " PPeter<br />
etr Bald sudden<br />
ly with ith sort rt <strong>of</strong> f constraint, ' I<br />
suppose is true that His Mur-<br />
rab p i ue that His<br />
d t S f<br />
by is engaged to—Seftun'<br />
•• "<br />
||She's throwing hcrgolf awni.<br />
"Ytfg," nnid Arnott ugatn >i<br />
f » fid's White, frightened sent Nan u, wire, and I'm going<br />
fuce. down to dee her, as ah* can't coma<br />
He got it open after a struggle back to live wltu me "<br />
and helped tho girl out "Nan!" soJd Peter sharply<br />
It v.ns some moments before she<br />
could find her \olce<br />
"They had no right to drive so<br />
fast—1 knew we would have an<br />
aiddent—the police ought not to<br />
allow it. And I'm in Men u harry,<br />
suppose I shall miss my<br />
train."<br />
The police had arrived on tho<br />
scene and were making copious<br />
notes.<br />
'My cub seems fairly umlitmng<br />
ed," Peter said to the girl. ""Jt<br />
you will let me drive you ftlon/f-<br />
1 don't know where you are goinff. '<br />
She tolti him ut once.<br />
'I WIIB going to Huston to catch<br />
ii train, but now I Hupp<strong>of</strong>ie I shall<br />
irfiss it and thme'll bo nobmly to<br />
meet me—oh, h di -\r t I<br />
do 1<br />
y o<br />
wllut shall I<br />
Sihi 'scenii.d itry hplple « PiUr<br />
tlwught with u t-tiine cif mipn<br />
ticnii, nen uhili h< filt rather<br />
&orry fur her<br />
What time dnt r Peter tried to upcak, liut Ho<br />
words would come, His hands wero<br />
locked together, his lips felt cold<br />
.. ,.. and dry<br />
that's her name—Nan I Presently, with an effort, ho<br />
Marraby; she's such a dear, one <strong>of</strong> I found his voice, but it sounded<br />
those cheerful people who seen) to cracked and strange to his cars<br />
do you such n lot <strong>of</strong> good I felt<br />
quite different whflh she was with<br />
me, but now • • • " she looked<br />
away from him out <strong>of</strong> the window<br />
and her little face fell Into hag<br />
gard lines<br />
After a moment she went on—<br />
"Sht» hud hiu|n <strong>of</strong> trouble,<br />
too—and she s so Drove ' She<br />
looked ut him ' I don't know wh<br />
I'm talking to you like this,' she<br />
said with An apologetK smile<br />
'I—I'm Ilnttcrtd that jou<br />
hlioulij,' Ljsttr told her awkward<br />
Iv<br />
After a moment he pronipUd<br />
l»r pentlj<br />
' \ou say your frltnd has had n<br />
loir <strong>of</strong> trouble J m afraid thit most<br />
women have during tilt war—<br />
But Wan' 11 ilifTinnt to most<br />
people i, bhc •)ald with 11 little<br />
the tnun in ike <strong>of</strong> litr lie id ' It iei rned nuih<br />
he «ski d Wt ar( not far fromn<br />
i in} tlf— tlf—I _<br />
ilmll he iltl.jrhttd ti. dme you<br />
baik<br />
She aneptod rtudll —it turned<br />
nut that thire «as 11 quarter <strong>of</strong><br />
un hour in which to catth the<br />
train<br />
•"hi dried h(r t es vhtn nhc<br />
-hoald thi,t, and cohhcntcd to imilf<br />
In looked at Ptlei jnti rt tedly<br />
Mv hu-bind is nut 111 Frince,"<br />
slii smd Impukhclj I -.uppoEe<br />
1<br />
* • • Peter, I think you said Ms Peter Uughed mlrthlcailj, i,B<br />
nama wag • • • ."<br />
leaned hto head In Ms handi for ^<br />
"Yes—Peter Lyster * • • . moment.<br />
never saw huh myself, but Nan "Poor devil," he eald then. "Who<br />
spoke <strong>of</strong> him no much I always knownl"<br />
felt as if I knew him • • • " 3%e<br />
gave a little startled exclamation, The taxi h*d turned Into Euiton<br />
"Forgotten all about her," heboning<br />
towards him. 'Oh, arc Square, end Pifer woks to h|8<br />
said "I knew a similar case," heyou<br />
lin' she sifted anxiously surroundings with a start.<br />
said "I knew a s'm ar case—at<br />
He felt s» it someone hfd pluns-<br />
least—a man who lose his memory Peter pulled himself tfigethc ed him Into nn abyss <strong>of</strong> darkness<br />
in something the samo eort <strong>of</strong> with an effort, though he was and silence* through which ho<br />
way • * * "<br />
white to the lips.<br />
groped vainly in the desire to end<br />
"Really " She looked at him in- "No, no—go on, ho said huski- a way out.<br />
terestedly "J suppose things like ly. "And what happened then— Tho tail * slowing- down, and<br />
that happen every day out inwhat<br />
did your friend tin?" with an uffort he aroufted himself<br />
France, don't they? It must all "Do! What could she dot Sh and turned to tho girl beside him,<br />
bt> such a nightmare—such a hor- just behaved as If nothing ha.