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Show f Friday, Janaary 28, 1938 Mistress.- of - I Uirginia Stivers Bartlett mriiiitwitnwwv? Virginia Itlnn Bartlstt WNUSsrvlc EW YORK. gB0BBHBBBSS9B9 SYNOPSIS California el 1783 . Inconflict between Church end Stats la memH represented by two friendly Serra. Francis-ca- n frill old Fray Junipero Don Pedro end Fages missionary, After telUnf Serra he la Riding to Mexico for hla wife and aon whom he has not Been lor eight years, Don Pedro refuses hla aid toward the Barbara mlaston. founding of the Santa cherished dream, and the two Mexico City, Dona cart in bitterness. In Eulalia, accompanied by her duenna, In Angustias, arrives at the embassy to a letter from her husband, Don of California by Pedro. Shown a map the viceroy, ahe la told that there she own her in s be right. queen would Spanish-governe- CHAPTER II Continued 3 I suppose. she panted, then took a deep breath and spoke defiantly, coldly, I suppose I may take my coach, to Monterey? As she left the room the three men looked at one anothef. Why did you tell her she might take her coach? expostulated General de Neve to Romeu. he anshe might, Um-m-- swered slowly. The Viceroy wai looking at the map. 1 have heard, he said, tracing there t trail with his finger, "thatscarceare places on the road where ly a burro can pick Its way. Right, agreed de Neve. There are places where she will have to think! Even now the cavalcade Is on its way, with my Dona Eulalia, and Pedro the Younger, ae he is called, for me. Serra rose from his chair end Umped to the Governor. Ah, forgive me, I have not congratulated you on your happiness. How joyful you must bel What a happiness to have your family with you. And when will this cavalcade be arriving? Fagee frowned. "The time will go so slowly I hardly dare compute it It will be months, of course, nearly a year. But because It Is spring now, they will be in Monterey before the old year passes. I am going to meet them! he said, excitedly pacing back end forth. Yes, I am going to meet them, and escort them here in safety. I am going at once, Father, for they have by this time departed from Loreto. The priest smiled at hie impetuous speech. Tm sure you should go. You would be too impatient to sit here && ebat we Mg? , go on foot. CHAPTER HI Father Junipero Serra paced qui- etly along the dusty road, little more than a path, that led from the humble adobe church of San Carlos Bor-rom- hut where an Indian lay dying. Only an Indian, but Padre Serra wore vestments suitable to the occasion, and bore in hla hands to a again, and pretending to work. Fray Junipero walked to Indizuela and took her by the hand, laying, Your benefactor, El Gobernador, wishes to speak to you, child. The singing girl walked toward ths Governor with grace and poise. "Somehow lighter, somehow taller, somehow fairer-forme- d than other Indians, be thought as the came the long length of the room. She waited tor him to apeak first, but he only twisted his beard, ao she spoke in careful Spanish. I hope you are well, Benor el Gobernador. .. I pray God for your good health and deliverance from all infirmities. I thank God daily for your kindness in saving me from death and horror." Fages started at her words. "Someone has taught you to aay that! You have learned it word by word. Haven't you? Si, Senor el Gobernador. Padre Junipero and Dona Maria have taught ms. Fages laughed, twinkling his eyes and opening hla mouth widely. The other girls and the matron looked at one another. Serra looked at the would have bees much easier In this land. Fagea looked thoughtful. You are right But Our Lady doei not aeem to think her servant worthy of being filled with the milk of human kindness. I am sorry. You have deserved better. Serra raised a band in protest T have received what I have deserved. It is my destiny to irrigate this vice covered field with my blood. Fages fingered his beard uncomUm-m- . I should call that fortably. destiny a doom. To mingle ones blood with the soil of California 1 There could be more dreadful dooms. Weil, spoke Serre with heartiness, we will not consider that now. I could sing for Joy at the newt you have brought me! My hearts wish, my Mission Santa Barbara! At last at last! Yes, and my Eulalia and my young Pedro, at last! Now 1 must go, I am departing early on the morrow, and will not see you again until I lead that train from faraway Mexico with your two good men of God, into the Royal Presidio floor. of Monterey.. And then what plana Have you, then, to little grati- we shall make for the Mission of tude that you must have worda put Santa Barbara. into your mouth to thank me for bringing you here from the desert CHAPTER IY of the Colorado where I found you deserted and starving? What say The Lady Eulalia huddled herself you?" into as small a bundle as she could matron-thlooked at the en on the doubtful seat of the lancha The girl proceeded along her own lines. which was pulling rapidly away They would not let me say the from the unfriendly harbor of San things I think myself, Senor. For I Bias. As the standing oarsmen bent have said you are the most wonder- to their long sweeps she could ful man in the world. I think you glimpse between them the low wareare a god, surely, and that houses on the shore, and the bare The matron ribs of a ship under construction in Ai, ait Indizuela. hurried forward, and Father Serra the shipyard. But her lifted a restraining hand. But Fages eyes watched, until It was no larger only roared louder. than a watermelon seed, her com'You are right. Dona Marla, and fortable coach sitting on the shore. Fray Junipero! Dont let her talk she looked about her Resolutely about me! A god a hero! Ai, al, in the craft. There sat Angustias, ail Ho, ho He stopped breath- with her pet Capuchin monkey in lessly. The girls giggled, and Indi- her arms, cuddling the shivering zuela sat indifferently down 'to her little beast to her gaunt breast, her weaving. as dismal as the monkeys. At last Fages got his breath. eyes the Younger sat beside Pedro After all. Padre Junipero, he her. Soon a huge shadow loomed is she child. a Just said, over them. They looked up. My son, answered the friar, 1 There, with screaming gulls wheelam pleased at your unworldliness. Come with me and see this dove- ing and whirling about her, rose the cote. He led the Governor through ateep sides end high, ungainly poop the long dormitory where he could of the paquebot San Carlo, somesee little straw pallets beneath time called the Golden Fleece. For a few terrifying moments, Eubarred windows. Nests where they sleep at night, lalia hung between heaving sea and safe from harm, explained the uncertain sky, clambering up the bulging unfriendly sides of the San priest They went Into the kitchen where Carlos to the deck. Immediately, in her stuffy cabin, great bowls of mush boiled and bubbled, and curious girls watched began a suspension of time and facthe process that they might learn it ulties, broken only once, as she Then they passed Into the garden. roused herself to ask a question of Now, Pedro Fages, said Serra the drear Angustias, wan with worry think well on what you over her seasick monkey. gravely, My chests they are safe have teen. Remember this dovecote where Ignorant Indian girls are aboard? Being reassured that the 50 chests made Into useful pious women, of raiment, Jewels, linens and silks where they are kept safe from the relapsed evils of tiie world. Most of the were safely stowed, she mareami-ento, into her coma of again enso seen have busily girls you not and seasickness, emerged gaged, would have been depraved until she was safely on the shores animals had it not been for the of Baja California. teaching we bring them. California! Anxiously ahe regardI know, replied the Governor ed the ancient mission settlement thoughtfully. of Loreto, the first outpost of that Do you not think they are better mysterious land to which she was off ai they are? Inquired Serra summoned. Here was the sordidDo you not think they ness for which she had been preanxiously. are really happier? Think of their pared, but where were the glories live as savages! You know as that had been mentioned? well as I the frightful, filthy cusa b e California! Beautiful toms that attend the Indian women sneered. Lovely California! My g at their home. Ha. Then she smiled graHe Ugh, indeed I do, Padre. ciously at the young officer come to put his hand on the others shoul- escort her to quarters in the quadYou are a wonder worker, der. rangle. Once within its bare white be said respectfully. walls she felt she could abandon Thank you. Oh, I have prayed, herself to all her weakness, her desmy son, that the blessed Santa Ma- olation, her fear of this strange ria would soften your heart toward country and the dreaded journey beher poor aavage children. If that fore her. But she discovered some had happened if that could hap- of the million black evil bugs. (TO DE CONTINUED) pen the way of Junipero Serra tear-fille- the sacred oiL Some time later, the Indian! soul having been commended to Heaven, Father Serra started back to the mission. Horses hoofs suddenly shook the ground. Two horsemen rode beside him as he limped steadily on, murmuring a psalm. They dismounted near him. One, as he dropped on his knees, crossed himself and threw his reins to the other with the same gesture. Padre Serra did not glance at them as they knelt -- Hoi I Called Serra. beside the path. But he knew well and wait, as I must do. But I shall who they were: Don Pedro Fages, be here to greet you all when you Gobemador-Genera- l of the .Califor-niaand his servant were on their return. Ah, yes, there was something I knees at the passing of the sacra- wanted to ask. I must have my ment. When he had returned sacrament house in order end I want to have and pyx to the church and divested the little Indian maid, Indizuela, in the house for my wifes servant Will himself, Pio told him that the was waiting to see him. He you see to that? Serras face felL sighed deeply. He had seen the Gobemador many What is the matter? Does she times since they had parted so bit- not do well? terly that autumn evening. But onVery well, indeed. She has been ly at mass. They bad never ex- taught io sew, spin, cook and will changed a word since then. As he be a good wife for a good aoldier. n tied the heavy cord about his robe, But need I remind you that the his fingers trembled. He prepared neophytes are wards of the himself for the interview with a Church, and we are responsible for brief fervent prayer, and went to their welfare? We have not deemed meet Don Pedro. it well for the Indian maids to as There was a slight embarrassed sociate with the with the silence, then the Governor moved With the aoldiery, I suppose? impulsively forward and knelt at Well, good Father, do not be afraid, the priests feet She will associate with my wife, and Your blessing, he I assure you she is not a soldier-lik- e Father, begged. person at all, and will not cor With all my heart! answered rupt the little ones morals. the F ranciscan, lifting his hands I do not The father protested. over the broad shoulders of the mean that . . . And there will be another worn kneeling man. Then Fages rose with a too. There is the Dona Angus-tiaan, deep breath, and a smile. Ha! She will make that In"Well! he said. dian maid adhere to the straight Well? and marrow path. She Is my wifes Ah, Padre mio, I have news for duena, a very thin female with you! Great news, good news! Your like a grenadier, a pious .prayers have been answered, and churchwoman, and a militant vir so have'minel gin. You mean Serra smiled. Ah, my son, your Yes! Your two men of God are humor Is dear to me. You are rearriving, and we shall consider the sponsible for many a smile that Mission Santa Barbara. These would not otherwise have lightened .priests are coming in the train that my face, Just as yOu are responsible brings my wife and son to me, and for many a heartache but none of I am that Come with me, Don Pedro, But the priest heard and you shall see Indizuela. first only the ords, and was stumbling toward a They paced slowly together, and air to aupport his before an unpretentious stopped trembling frame, murmuring, Ave Maria structure, built as all the other misAve Maria! For a mo-hi- s sion buildings were built long and head rolled against the low, with a thatched roof. back of the "Jlola! called Serra. The chatchair, and his eyes closed. tering and laughter that rollicked Bages knelt by him, and looked through the high barred window apertures stopped. A song ceased sudanxiously into his face. Father what is It? he denly in a singers throat asked as he chafed the worn tremIt was the quarters of the young bling hands. Indian women, half facetiously It is more than I can bear. Par- - called the monjera the nunnery. h,? Tu weakne. Your Excellency, The sun shone on the warm red of have spent so many hours In tiled floors,, and vividly emphasized on blankets and cloth feared 8nd 1 haV hoped and bright-colo- rs weavshouM'k0 8b0Ut 0111 mattr. I which some of the girls were k had greater faith. Ah. ing. It ahone on sleek Praise God! heads raised for a moment from to thefhi PUIed Wlne from JC 00 fine needlework, and seemed a young and carried it to Serra. to out eyes Fages point drank- - and smiled d mouth had over the girl, whose Cupser still a fragment of song lingering even'!: they are comln- - They are on the lips. W n their called a woman's Indizuela! wy- - Every-Fathe- r thin me l you not PM to ood Ume- - voice excitedly. ..Girls! Do himaelf! see? It is El Gobernador telL- - Tanga yu hould have to And Fray Junipero! Rise, all of fluttering, my ,on 1 bve youl There was a great to and her flock T lack as the Spanish matron of faitT tny penance tor ,m afraid." of dark doves made their obeiAK noYou are a saint But sances. When they were seated s, Gob-ernad- s. mus-tachi- 7er blue-blac- half-opene- d child-bearin- Earliest Christian Chapel Moved From Syria to New Haven Fine Arts Gallery The earliest Christian chapel ever discovered has been moved overseas from Syria and reconstructed in the Yale Gallery of Fine Arts, at New Haven, Conn. The chapel Is of extraordinary historic Interest, since It dates from the early part of the Third century, when Christians worshiped secretly in Romes catacombs, in such tiny, concealed room as the Syrian chapel. On the walls are paintings, indicating how early Christians pictured such scenes as Christ healing the lame man at Capernaum, Peter attempting to walk on the water and the three Mary at the tomb of Christ. affair is identified as an A box-lik- e early baptismal font It is roofed by a barrel vault supported by pillars. Yale archeologists who unearthed the chapel in ruin of says a writer In the Kansas City Star, trace it history through several generations of use, ending with Duras fall In the Persian siege of 256 A. D. The chapel, sethey explain, first was merely cluded room in the home of healthy It seems possiblt ' that Rockefeller trying tor a delicate J Christians, who must have offered it as a safe place for worship in time of Christian persecution. A generation or two later, when the Christian sect had grown stronger and was more tolerated, the family moved out, leaving the large and elegant house to the Christian community. The archeologists Infer this from finding no trace of stove,' cistern, or other household gear. At this time, the rooms were rearranged and walls of the tiny chapel were decorated with their many Biblical paintings. Other rooms In the house were incongruously left adorned with pagan Bacchic friezes. This suggests to the archeologists that taste had changed, or else that final siege of the city in 256 interrupted the renovation. Three Pews Set Aside When Washingtons historic Christ Episcopal church was built in 1807 three free pews were set aside, one for the rector, one for the donor of the building, and the third for the President Jefferson, Madison and Monroe worshiped there. Center was cultural balance in getting three alien artists to do its murals , . Right, Lett Right, left and and Center center, in the er-der named- Repretented Maria Sert, Diego Rivera and Frank Brangwyn, were the muralists. There was an inevitable clash, and now, after five years, a compromise. Lenins head, by tha hard-bitteMexican Rivera, blocked out in 1934, has been replaced by a conventional mural by the Spanish Sr. Sert, with the orthodox theme of Americas continuing development along the old lines. The compromise appears in Sr. Serfs restrained sepia monochrome, instead of hla usual lavish outpouring of gold and scarlet, verdant green and ecstatic blue. Sr. Sert is the most mlllionalrish of all living painters. Here he pipes down. If we didnt go left with Lenin, our new era isnt going to bs as gaudy aa the last one. It will be a sober, industrious, thrifty, monochrome age, with no more high kicking and low thinking. That aeema to be what Sr. Sert and the Rockefeller Center people are saying. When the big, booming, ilxty-one-ear-ol- d Spanish painter is going strong, he makes Vernonese just a wet wash with a touch of bluing. He was a regular stand-band emergency painter for hi friend. Con mucho gusto, King Alfonso. he can swing the whole spectrum, with bold, regal effects which are the delight of kings. He has done many magnificent rooms in Europe, including the Madrid chapel of the duke of Alba, now Francos commercial envoy to England, and Sir Phillip Sassoon His first resplendent ballrooms. exhibition in this country was in 1924, when he received prolonged critical salves. He was born in Barcelona of the ancient Spanish gentry, and studied hard-boile- d, n y y Sert Swinge Spectrum With Gutto in Paris in A Slip Cover With Welt Seams. IN THE sketch at the upper left you see the pieces of a davenport slipcover fitted with seam The material is lines pinned. wrong side out as the welt or corded seams must be stitched from the inside of the cover. Before the seams around the front of the arms are pinned as at A the arm cover edge of the seam must be gathered as at B. It is important to allow just enough material so the arm cover fits easily. 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In Washington, such bold innovators as Henry Var-nuPoor and George Biddle still state tortuous new themes in the government murals. But theres not so much splash in those Rockefeller Center murals as there might have been in, say, 1928. Meredith. Young burgess age of twenty eight, is picked to run Actors Equity association, for a time at least. A star on Broadway, a try squire, a Hol-W- I Absence Noted Credit Loss Love comes unseen; we only see Lies greatly weaken the credit ' 1 of intelligence; it go. Austin Dobson. flEae Esssfl 00 0 o amdl Eneffe's roEa h Totted on Upgrade lywood success, he ha had more tossing around than a roller-coastaddict, with the all in the depression years. In Lakewood, a suburb of Cleveland, his father was a doctor and his grandfather an evangelist His Uncle Joe, whom he greatly admired, was in vaudeville. 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