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Show S fi w Tf I TI Oonrrtcbt Ifaeraa-Bmlt- C1D O V . - "Mary thought you had company, SYNOPSIS Janla" "It's Father's young doctor. He came this afternoon. You're a darling, Miss To tha quiet housebeld of Doctor Ballard. Id Mulbarry Squara, youthful Ir. Hugh Kennedy, on of an ol friend of tha phyatcian, cornea aa aa astatant. to stay a rear. Ha flrat ineata Janla. unfTctd and tikabla nittetean-rear-ol- d daughter of Doctor Dal lard Her older a!ter, Celia, a pt. ted beauty, la away from faema oa tflalt. CHAPTER II 2 .... Doctor Toung Kennedy, encumbered with an array of expensive luggage, followed Janie up s wide Sight of polished stairs. The old brick bouse was deceiving on the outside, he thought, noticing with some surprise the Chesterfield Id the hall, a fine oil painting, the grandfather's clock on the landing where the steps branched right and left. It was shabby, of course, but It had an air. ".Mother would probably put you In the guest room." Janle led the way into a dim spacious room at the rear on the second floor. "I think this Is nicer." It was a pleasant room. The long opened out on a balcony formed by the roof of the porch downstairs. Between them was a f reulace. The furniture was of carved walnut, heavy but not oppressive because the room was large and the celling was high. Over sil was a ne uiuiiKui, nnu jHiiu iJenuiiie. i r lemon verbena and the locust blossoms so close outside, "It's strange, Isn't It," he said, surveying his new quarters with approval, "that some rooms seem to welcome you and make you feel at home." Janle's face lighted swiftly with pleasure. "It Is a nice room." she said. Tou can see the garden and the sunset." He crossed to the rear window and looked out over her head. The sunset promised to be satisfactory, he thought. Iiut It wasn't much of a garden, thinking In terms of Southampton and Newport and Beverly Hills. There was a catalpa tree girdled with a circular wooden seat and a summer house tangled with vines. At the end of the ar: bor a gate opened Into the alleyway beyond and morning glories scrambled over a building which once had been a stable, no doubt, and now was a double garage. It certainly needed attention. The roses mingled sociably with the popThe arbor pies and nasturtiums. sagged under Us weight of tines. The btrdhath was tilted and rimmed with moss. But it had an air. You felt that children had played on the grass and swung from the apple tree , boughs, "It's a very nice garden." he said. side-windo- 1 Thomas, and also a precious Iambi" Doctor Kennedy, watching Ywung behind the window hanging, was surprised to see ber set the basket on the grass and throw both arms around the burly old Scotchman's neck. The rear window Interfered rather seriously with the young doctor's unpacking. He found himself drawn there frequently, attracted by voices In the garden. Already he had Identified certain members of the family. The fat colored woman was Rachel, of course. The charcoal giant, turning an Ice cream freezer In the shade of the catalpa tree was Stoney Stonewall Jackson, perhaps. Stoney looked like a pugilist His face was battered d with scars. The and muscles bulged under his cotton shirt; his chest and shoulders were enorBut for sil his apparent mous. strength, Hugh observed that the freer.er whirred more briskly whenever Rachel bulked into sight. Rachel, he bad decided, was the officer In criss-crosse- com-man- "Mother" was the pretty, plump little woman In the flowered dress. She must, he thought, be very much younger than Doctor Ballard. Her manner seemed a bit flurried. He hoped that his unexpected arrival was not upsetting things. A call of "Moth er" had sent ber hurrying back Into the house. That was Janle's voice. "Mother! Tom McAllister has sent Celia lilles-o- f the-vaile- y ! Isn't that the luckiest thing ! Celia I Young Doctor Kennedy wondered about her as he turned into chaos the order among his luggage achieved that morning by his brother-in-law'- s valet Celia and Who was Cellar A sister, per haps. Ceiia and Both They went together, somehow. were cool and fragrant. Voices In the garden. Perhaps Celia was there. He returned to the window half expecting to see a cool and lovely maiden with bunched In her slender white hands. He was disappointed. 4 Janie was woman talking to a stout middle-age- d with grayish hair strained back from a round red face and a billowy bosom encased in gingham. "Angel cake!" Gay little laughing notes sprinkling themselves through the air. "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Qull-ley. . snuff-colore- d n 1" "It's hearty brogue, a pleasure, voice well darlin," A flavored bluff with "It looks almost too good to eat." "Go on wid your blarney I Mary seen a tail stop an' a somebody git out wid luggage. It's the Dlvvll himself as send comp'ny when there Isn't a scrap of cake In the house." "Thank you a hundred times. What a perfectly beautiful plate I" "Ain't It now t" A degree of In the bluff hearty voice, "Mary got It wid tradln' stamps. The best ain't none too good for a saint on earth like your father. There Hin't no hurry. You can keep it as long ' as you want" The bosom became a d back moving ponderously under the arbor and out at the alley" way gate. "Mother 1" Another excited squeal "Mrs. Quillen just brought us an angel cake." "So 1 see." "Mother s" voice with a bit of an edge. "I wish they wouldn't keep running in here." "Mother!" The gay little laughing notes drowned In a flood of reproach, "She only meant to be kind." "Of course, dear," A soothing tone suggesting patience with the whims of a difficult child. "But you needn't be quite so Intimate, The lady of the manor I Mother, apparently, drew lines. It was a good thing, Hugh thought with a chuck te of amusement, that she hadn't seen Janie embracing the burly old Scotchman. He moved around the room, hanging things In the wardrobe, opening bureau drawers. Gradually the chaos was restored to order again. At the bottom of a calf skin case lay his evening clothes. He lifted them out with a rueful sort of expression. Wouldn't need them here, he supposed. A wisp of pink chiffon fluffed out of one of the pockets. Madge Copeland's handkerchief I He permitted himself a moment or two of regret Not for Madge, exactly, but for the easy, gay life he had left behind. He wouldn't be swimming this summer with Louise and Rod and the Temple girls. Madge wouldn't be tucking her handkerchief Into his pocket between dances at the club. Oh well , , , A shriek !u the garden. Young Doctor Kennedy returned again to the window. A small white dog was streaking across the grass with Janie in hot pursuit The garden was thrown Into sudden confusion. Stoney left the Ice cream freesier, calling: "Her? dog," "Nice in Tweedles !" In a voice as mild as the bleat of a lamb Moth er, panting a little, Joined the chase. Rachel lumbered down the back porch willow basket steps wltft a pink-lineFrom the din and fuss, young Doc com-p'acen- snuff-colore- tips r 1 J fulfil ml W "It Is a Nice Room She Said. "You Can See the Garden and the Sunset." "It used to be." Janie sisjhed for vanished glories. "No one has time any more. Thee's only Rachel and' Stoney . , , Oh, there's old Thomas coming In at the gate!" Young Doctor Kennedy watched a burly old man walking up under the arbor towards the house. "Is Thomas' a friend of yoursr he asked thinking that the rugged old chap looked a little like the gardener at 1 . Hogelyn. "My oldest friend," Janie explained. "He used to be the caretaker of the He's Scotch and plays the bagpipes and tins a wonderful garden. If you'll excuse me, I'll run down and ee what he's brought." Young Doctor Kennedy remained at the window. Presently he saw her running across the grass to meet the burly old man. t Her voice was "Hello, Thomas." charming, young Doctor Kennedy thought, low and a bit husky, sprinkled with gny little laughing notes. "I brought j?0ti ft bit of a present." A gruff voice thickened with a Scottish burr. "Strawberries!" An excited Sijueal. They're lovely, Thomas," Squara r f t tjj es a AK 1 fi d tor Kennedy Judged that the email white dog was a cherished family treasure. He was surprised, accordingly, to hear Janie exclaim as she yanked elm out of the poppy bed. "You nasty mean little thing Thank goodness!" Mother was holding ber band against her side. "Celia would never have forgiven us." "Rats!" Janle dumped the small white dog Into the willow basket "She wouldn't care if he bung himself on the gate." "Janie!" A somewhat breathless reproach. "Celia is always kind to her peti "She let the Persian cat Bob" gave her starve." said Janle, "And the love birds that old widower sent ber froze to death because " "Janle Just for a moment young Doctor Kennedy thought that "Mother" bad glanced up at the window. He was glad that the banging concealed him. It wasn't polite to spy on family scenes. That lsnt kind," "Mother-continusweetly. "Celia is devoted to Tweedles." "Well she won't be now." Janle was marching herself towards the bouse. "Ned Ferris, you know, Is engaged to somebody else." Celia, the young man at the window reflected, was evidently a belle. He wondered about the scene In the garden for a moment and then put it out of his mind. But Celia was not to be so lightly dismissed. Ten minutes later, as he brushed bis hair with vigorous strokes, he found himself singing in an unremarkable barytone : 1 - r ed red-haire- d it, m d underlip. "Hello, Janle." golden voice with 'cello. a the quality of "This is Father's young doctor." "How do you do." Enormous black eyes turning at once to Janle, "If you see my kids, send them home." That's Nina Mantel," Janie explained when they had left the dusky beauty behind. boyr "My boy" , . . Dn that choke In . his throat. "I'd like it much better, Mrs. Ballard." "Hugh, then, of course , . . I'm afraid youU Just have to take If we had known you were coming" "Now, Helen" Doctor Ballard embraced them all In the genial warmth of his smile. "Don't try to make him feel like a guest Hugh has Just come pot-luc- home. CHAPTER III The Square was pleasant at night. Shadows concealed the ugly places. Touched with the magic of moonlight It seemed to regain a little of its former dignity. You could forget that in the sunshine It was "old and dingy and down at the heel "It's nicer at night, Isn't Itr Janle asked a bit anxiously as .she walked with Hugh beneath flowering locusts. She wanted him to find the Square endurable, at least Mother, at supper, had been so discouraging about It all "Much nicer," he agreed. Janle thought that the word3 lacked enthusiasm. "You're being polite," she wid with a sigh. The slgb was prompted by sympathy. Janie. at the particular moment wn.s feeling sorry for Father's young doctor, sentenced to a year In the Square whether he liked It or not You think It pretty dreadful." "1 did this afternoon," he confessed "1 had expected something rather dif ferent My father used to tell me about It 1 was well, disappointed to say the least "I know how you felt And you salu to yourself, or maybe out loud. 'Must I live for a year in this Godforsaken placer" The word was a bit stronger he admitted. "And If I remember correctly it was addressed to the ladles on the fountain.'' She seems rather "Her children? young." "They're her brothers. But Nina has raised them, I guess. The mother deserted them years ago. Professor Mantel gives violin lessons. Nina has a beautiful voice." "I noticed that" "Father says she might be famous If she could have It trained. But she tiff WW T III' J; What Is she, That all the awalna adore fcert" "I'm glad to see you, my boy." Doctor Ballard, tall, white haired, a little stooped, stood at the foot of the stairs with Janie clinging like a green cocoon to his arm. Young Doctor Kennedy was embarrassed, for the moment by a choked feeling In bis throat No one had called him "my boy" In that fatherly way since he was sixteen years old , . , "My boy" . . , He swallowed twice. "Thank you, sir," "I'm sorry about your letter." The doctor was holding his hand in a warm friendly clasp. "It's a failing of mine." His eyes twinkled. "How about that,. Janie?" V "I told him, Father. I explained how you are about letters." "That's all right." "I can keep you busy, I promise you that" Young Doctor Kennedy thought be never had seen such a kindly, heartwarming smile. "We'll try our best to make you happy as well" "Thank you, sir." A gong sounded four ringing notes. "Supper, youngsters. Come on." They walked together out Into the dining room, Doctor Ballard in the middle, one arm around Janle and the other arm around Hugh. "Mother," very flushed and pretty in her flowered dress, met tbem at the door. "How do you do, Doctor Kennedy." She smiled and gave him her hand. "Call him Hugh. How about it, my A This Tm i g Hurdy-Gurd- y by the Fountain. has to wash those boys and feed them and mend their clothes." They walked on to the bouse next door. "Good evening. Miss Ellle." A thin little woman in gray scurrying down the steps. "Oh, It's you, Janle." A frightened expression. A hat with one pink rose. This Is Father's young doctor." "Good evening." A bow and a mur mur. Fidgeting fingers in cotton gloves. Shabby kid slippers poised for flight "How Is your mother, Miss Ellle?" "No better, I'm afraid. If you'll ex cuse me" A nervous cough. "I l have an errand." She slipped past them like a small gray ghost, crossed the street and was swallowed up by the shadows. "She's gone to meet her beau." Janle's voice was warm with sytriDa thy. "You can tell by the rose in her nat" "Why doesn't he come here to see nerr ... "He sells dress goods in Lelnnd's de partment store. Old Mrs. Pope Is Lucas." "Royal purple?" "Something like that Miss Ellle does dressmaking." She indicated a modest sign in the window. "Old Mrs Pope lives upstairs. She aimniv nores the dressmaking and pretends toe nouse nasn't any downstairs at ail." "Funny!" "I think It's pathetic.' "You, I mean." "Oh! . . . An interval of silence. Silver-edgemiaows tailing across the sidewalk Children playing "hide and seek," theli voices piping and shrill Girls ir frocks and boys lb their Minaay nest , , . "Hello, Janle "Hello, Agnes. Hello, Jim." . . , A woman calling from an UDstalrs win dow . , Margaret! Come in nerei it's almost nine o'clock The hurdy-gurdby the fountain , , "We strolled the lanes together" , , The Square on Saturday night . eno. uncie Charlie." A round rosy oio man at the eat in tt,a . ner wall Old King Cole In pear! gray UQa n ancient swallow-tailed petal-colore- d y U"IS d CUUl. toD'S.,anIe" D0W'8 'Uth0reSS "Fine. But you look bothered." Rhoda sent a woman to hhes been at It all day andclean, not L ncel I wish A waggish old band. Come boy. see my to you, glad and bring Owen Ken calling. Janie, nedy's son. My sainted audi I wish I was asleep!" riaMincle Charlie bounced Into tne flying behind. bouse, his swallow-tail- s -- He-a a darling." Gay little notes "But be laughing in Janle's voice. dear. poor be hates to He lives here alone with bis man. Jen. When he's bothered, he wishes ne was house-cleane- ssleep." The arc-ligbair and brown soft shone on ber her little pointed face. "What is It. please?" "I have a name, you know." But It wouldn't mean anything to them." "Will I always be 'Father's Young Doctor' V "Perhaps . . . Unless they like you enough to give you a name of your own." That was something to think But be didn't do it Just then. about They had crossed the street and were ing along a grilled iron fence higher than either of their heads. Behind it were lawns, a thicket of shrubbery, a house with fluted white pillars. That's a fine old place." The Governor's House. Uncle Frank Grove owns It now. Aunt Lucy lived here with Muriel and John." The Governor's House?" "A governor lived here years ago. They've called it that ever since. It used to be lovely. Aunt Lucy moved away when the mills came so close. Tbey have a summer home outside town. In the winter they live In Washington. This place has been vacant for nearly ten years." They approached the entrance. young "Hello, Tom." A thick-se- t man of medium height locking the gate In the grilled iron fence. "Hello, Janle." A pleasant voice, crisp and decisive. They haven't sold it, have they( Tom?" "I don't think so. The kids have been sneaking in. I wanted to see ii they've done any damage." "Oh," janle was obviously relieved This is Doctor Kennedy, Mr. Mo Aliister." "Glad to know you." The grip of t muscular hand. "He's going to work with Father for a year." walk- I buf. f Hugh felt himself being closely inspected. He returned the compliment Strong features, he thought Thirty-twor three, perhaps. Well tailored and barbered and groomed. But why that measuring look? "Is Celia at home?" Again the crisp decisive voice. "She's at the shore with Aunt Rose." A rather stiff sort of answer. Didn't she like the chap? "I didn't know , . . Well, good night 111 probably see you again." He lifted bis hat and walked away, authority in his swinging stride; a confident air. "That's old Thomas' grandson Tom." Janie confided. "He worked bis wav through college and law Bchool and now he's very successful Father says he'll probably be the next bur gess." "Looks rather young." "He's brilliant" Evidently, Hugh thought, she didn't dislike the chaD She was chanting praises to the burly old Scotchman's grandson Tom. "Peo ple like him especially In this part of town. He used to mow the lawn for Uncle Frank and drive Aunt Lucy to maruet uracious!" Janie interrunt ed herself with a low throaty sound of amusement "Many's the time he's fished me out of the fountain and spanked me and sent me home." Hugh wondered about that measnr. lng look as they walked on along the nign gruiea tence. "Celia?" he asked, out of a thought, iui suence. My sister . . . That's a magnolia tree up mere close to the house, d It was quiet under the trees. Tbev sat nn n hcnhn mulberry "...Y Lie uirui I k. fountain. The sounds of the town came 10 mem raintiy ; the rattle of a trolley, a nonnrilnir tnipb nn. w lng gears on the upgrade of Orange street All about them were shadows u me neavy sweet fragranc of the ocnsi blossoms. Janie sighed bliss- sometimes." she said. "1 love this funny old Sauare." 'Only sometimes?" Hugh glanced down at Janle seated with one foot tucked under on the rusty iron bench. ue mougnt, like a solemn in from a forest some- u.u,lie 8lrayea I ,. n. B'naia ....v.., umi sometimes?" he re-peaieu. (TO BB CONTINUED.) The uw brush-taile- to fil J fte re toll etrl Beti Mere words without meaning the gabbling of geese. Never ai. J . , I , v. . , wuiu wimnui Kuowuig exactly It means. If you do that yonr cauumry wui uiite care or Itself. d make earn lb: tfct ered ' Ml fill Ferry's Seeds are sold only in desci dated packages. 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""sir prenisioric tails in ing the grass that tbey us la lng their nests. V1 it; or others of their ilk collect sntjZ doorknobs, then save your eMl f II Tail I W "Look here, young lady. Janie glanced up swiftly. Vt II r .v,.6l is Father'a young doctor. "Good." The I and short stories f rt. Stevenson and umiir.t..J word that master mfl8ma J"-yoyou will have a vocabuiar, well be may proud, aayt . r In the Detroit Free Press. If. 9 Joy the gymnastics of lexta?. do the same thing, then, Max Beerbohm's books. 1 -Zuleika Dobson." The will get a greater workout than t2 ... ,. . hnnlc ,vnu ore marline UUl ,J .j tana fun. Mt nmi-i,- . jou re jj. " ov"icn pijjj But for workmanlike words to Stevenson. There was u? He never used a word tmiJ Tk meant exactly what he intended tfe. It should mean. N0 faulty bridut a his literary wall! If you want to increase yoar fc cabulary to widen your horiroa thought, jour purpose 8 nm If you are merely collecting as these philatelists collect ttiZ wiT son!" nnTheKonnedv'a clasp of a puffy smile. m fL s . she grave They couldot near you,"only one ear There's him. assured 1, for the three." wea He -I ll apologize anyway." fountain. They the of In the direction look rather lovely tonight" different be looked Everything wash of moonsilver the lo thought It pleasant light snd he was finding small perto walk witb this friendly She locusts. the beneath shadowy son In the Square was evidently s favorite Their leisurely stroll was frequently Interrupted. "Hello, Nina." A handsome girl leaning half out of a window. Dusky red hair, enormous dark eyes, a sullen "Who la Celia? snuff-colore- 1 m LIDA LARRIMORE Ca b - . A be'L-- Spiendid WNU W f"f4 'hi at - |