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Show UTAH LEHI FREE PRESS. LEHL the Weaver place. 'SYNOPSIS baby out there." tha qulst household of Doctor Ballard, la Mulberry Square, youthful Dr Hugh Kennedy, eomes as an asto atay a ysar. Hs first masts sistant, nineteen-year-old Janie. daughter of Doctor Ballard. Hsr oldar slatar, Celia, a petted beauty, la away from home. Hugh regards Janle, a anlrersal favor-It- e. as a small girl, to be treated as a chum. Hugh sees a photograph of Cells, and la Impressed by ber loe-llres- a. He continues to regard Janle as. as he expresses It, a "good little fellow." a "funny kid." but she baa a far different feeling for him. Cella returns home. She accepts Hugh's open admiration aa her due. Just one more In her train of admirers. Tom McAllister is another, and Carter Shelby, whom she has met on ber recent trip. Is a third. Shelby Is believed to be wealthy, and Cella longs to escape from the "draboess" of Mulberry Square. Following a visit by Shelby to the Ballard home, Cella Is visibly depressed. Hugh and Calls unexpectedly announce their engagement. Janle, heartbroken, arranges to return to college. She la summoned home when ber father la seriously hurt la an auto accident. To CHAPTER I Continued The train rushed on through the early twilight She looked at her wateh. She prayed little soundless prayers. The train seemed not to be moving at all An endless eternity pasticd. Tie station lights bloomed more thickly now. Janle pulled on tier green cap edged with beaver, fastened the beaver collar of ber new green coat, buckled her galoshes and then sat very still. The train ran slowly In under the tunnel of shed She moved with the Stream of passengers toward the door. Ebe felt the wind nipping her cheeks and her fingertips. A red-ca- p bad ber bag. She was following him through the crowded, station. "New Kingston, Mlssr "Has It jone? Ob please, has It tonef fo the express." Oh, thank you God or the P. R. R. 0r whoever makes branch trains wait I quarter for the porter. People pushing. Icy steps, A hand helping her up. "Well. Janle I" She looked up Into a familiar face. It was Mr. Mapes, the conductor, who lived Id New Kingston. "Fatter?" she asked. He's holding on." Howl When?" , "Accident It happened early last night In the storm." The sound of a familiar voice after the long, weary journey alone broke the ice around Janle's heart . She ciung to the friendly conductor, pressed ber face against his buttons, sobbed gratefully in bis arms. "There, there. Janle." He led her Into the car. "We're ready to go. In fcalf an bour we'll have you safe at home." "Waltln u Hugh was waiting on the platform. Janle saw his face, raised to watch the windows as the train moved past Her heart turned over. She knew that he would be sorry, of course, She had Hot expected to find him so haggard There's another - "Is is be terribly burtr Hugh did not answer. Icy fingers clutched Janle's heart. "Tell me. Hugh." She clutched at bis arm, "I have to know. Is he The word stuck tight tn ber throat "He's still unconscious. They don't know yet" Hugh repeated the words dully as though be bad said them a great many times. "He's at the hospital." "Can I see him tonlghtr Not tonight little fellow. Tomorrow, perhaps" He told ber. In words which Janle could understand, what Father's condition might be. She couldn't believe, somehow be was talking about Other. She bad beard Father and Hugh discuss cases tike that dozens and dozens of times. It couldn't be Father. This dreadful thing couldn't be true . . "God wouldn't let Father die." she said with a sort of confidence. "He's always been so kind and so good. God couldn't let Father die." "Do you believe that JanleT Hugh asked brokenly. "I I'm trying to." "Keep on." he said, "and make me believe It too" The car drew up at the curb in front of the old brick house. The downstairs windows were lighted. The fan-ligwas a yellow crescent The lanterns were twinkling. It was home. Hugh lifted her out of the car, held her for a moment before he set her down on her feet "I'm glad you're here, little fellow." Her cheeks brushed bis. His cheek was wet It might be the melting snow. "Oh, Hughl" The front door opened. A wave of light washed down the Bnowy steps. "Janle 1" Cella was clinging to Janle as though she would never let go, Cella who was three years older than Janle and taller by three full inches, "Oh, Janle, I'm glad you're . home." Cella was pale. There were shadows under her eyes. Janle was sure that Cella hadn't noticed they were It made ber love Cella as becoming. she had loved her once a very long time ago. The flash of the ring on her slender left hand was hard, for a moment to bear. After that she didn't mind at least not so much. "Where's Mother T' It all looked so usual ; the polished stairs, the Chesterfield, the painting In the halt Surely In Just a moment Father would come out from the office, smiling, calling to her, holding cut both of his arms "Mother is staying at the hospital" There was a sweetness about Cella. She had never looked so lovely. "I'm taking her out some things." "Can't I go?" Janle asked. "You couldn't see Father." Celia's eyes brimmed over with tears. "And you must be tired. Take care of her, Hugh. Stoney will drive me out" Itachel, suspiciously red around the eyes, lumbered out into the hall. "Rachel 1" Janle's arms were around her neck. She was clinging bard to something that was familiar and solid and dear. "Go on wld you!" Rachel was wiping her eyes on her apron. "I'm flxln' .a bite of somethln' to eat" She lumbered back toward the kitchen, grum- ... bling. It was Hugh who removed Janle's coat and set her on the Chesterfield to unbuckle her galoshes. Cella picked them up to . put them away in the closet sr "They're so tiny," she said. "I never remember that Janle is so small" "Small" Hugh added, "and nice. She's a very good JIttle egg." Ill Janle lay on the living room davenport pulled close to the crackling fire. Hugh sat on a foot stool and fed her s VJb I lit I ,',.' The Train Rushed On Through the Early Twlllflht and white and distressed. He saw her and lifted his hand. Ills eyes, beneath the down-turnebrim of bis and then hat brightened tor a moment were somber again. ' "Hugh I Oh here I am, Hugh I" She tumbled down the train steps straight Into his arms. J4nJe I Thank God you are here 1" Koratlus was parked In (he station firive, chugging sturdily, covered all . over with snow. .' me about it, Hugh." "lie crashed into a gully beyond $bertSThll.e .Marsh creek." They were moving Tnowr iloratlus was plowing through the snow. d ;, "Washealoner "Tes." Hugh's voice wa. rough and husky. "He was coming homa fircm things from a tray. "Open your mouth, small person. One more bite. We can't have you getting sick.". She swallowed the bite obediently, tn spite of everything, it was lovely to be at home, "I'm getting warm." She snuggled into the cushions. "I've been so cold all dny." "Poor babyl" Hugh held her hand in both of his. "It's my fault Janle," he said. "What Is, Hughr "All all this." "You mean Father?" He nodded his head. "Why is It your fault Hughr "It was my patient" His voice was rough and husky. "I knew that baby was coming. I bad been there at noon." , "Where were you? , "I'm ashamed to tell you." He stared miserably 'at the fire. Janle could feel that his hands were shaking. ' "Please, Hugh. Tell me, please." "I was at the. movies. They, called' twice. Then Doctor Ballard went "I. was, Janle," he repeated dully; "I was sitting ln thenrtrwu Doctor Ballard went out to do my Job. He hadn't expected to go out at all Inst night He bad given Stoney the eve , ning oft It bad begun to storm. Tou know he doesn't see well enough to drive st night" "Oh. Hughr She could only say It reproachover and over, that hutful "Oh. HugliT "I'd have done anything for him." Hugh dropped bis head on the edge of the davenport over ber band and his own. She felt a wetness on his cheeks. There was no enow tn here, "He's been like a father to me. It's I can see well my fault Janle. enough to drive at night I shouldn't he stopped abruptly. have let her Janle was, all at once, breathless and very still "It wasnt her fault" Hugh said quickly. "I shouldn't have let her" "She coaxed you to take her?" Janle Cella 1" asked evenly. Oh. Cella "I have been busy." Hugh framed a defense for Cella. "1 haven't had time to take ber places. She's been sweet about it I'm horribly Jealous, Janie." "She said she would go with somebody else?" "She might" His hands were knotted Into fists. "Sometime, she might. I was thinking of that I I took ber to the movies." Janle wanted to comfort him. It hurt ber to see him so miserable. If only she knew what to say . . . "Come here, Hugh. Sit down." "Do you want to taik to me, Janle? I should think you would despise me." Despise him? You loved the people you loved no matter what they did. You were sorry and hurt but you loved them just the same. Janle couldn't quite reason it out She knew only that In the case of Janle, it was true. "Hugh," she said very gravely, "you mustn't take all this blame. It might have happened some other way.' It - 1 , might" "But It happened this way." Hugh's eyes were young and tragic, "I swear to you, Janle, I'll do anything to make up for It anything In the world." The vein in his forehead was throbIt always throbbed when he bing. was angry or very much In earnest Her eyes traveled 6lowly over his face. The old laughing Hugh was gone. She, wanted him to come back. She wondered if iver he would, "Things happen," she said. "We can't help them. We can try to be brave." "Janle 1" He dropped his head Into the hollow of her arm. He looked tired and very young with the firelight glinting across bis hair and his chin so stubbornly set "1 talk like a lady reformer." Janie was laughing and crying, too. "You're a comfortable small person," Hugh said wearily. "I'm glad you've come back to the Square." Janle drew a quivering sigh. She felt entirely grown up. IV . "Janle I" itr "What is Janle, her heart In her mouth, switched on the light beside Mother's bed. Cella, huddled In a bathrobe, was closing the door behind her. "I was frightened. Can I sleep in here with you?" Janie snapped off the light They lay curled together In the middle of the wide soft bed. . "It wasn't my fault was It Janle?" Cella presently asked. "I don't know." "Janle, please say it wasn't" Cella was trembling all over. "It might have happened anyway. Please say that It wasn't my fault? "I don't know," Janle repeated.' "How could I know?" Cella was close to hysterics. "I love Father deariy. Hugh Is absurd. It wasn't his fault or mine." "Don't think about It now," Janie said gently. "Father wouldn't want you to be unhappy." "I'll be nicer," Cella promised, "if God will let Father get well If you'd only say tbat It wasn't my fault If you'd only tell me, Janie." Janie couldn't say that She couldn't scold her, either. Celia was trembling so. She put her arms around her Instead and nestled very close. They cried In the soft wide bed. Towards morning they slept curled together, Celia's cheek against Janle's, the brown head and the golden head nestled into the same warm hollow of pillows. CHAPTER II There were anxious days In the old brick bouse. Father rallied, at times, only to sink back into unconsciousness again. Mother stayed on at the hos pltal She had a small room next to Father's with a communicating door. They sat there, sometimes. In the afternoon, Mother and Cella and Janle. holding each other's hands, waiting! talking In whispers,., listening for sounds beyond the closed white door. "We're doing . everything possible," Doctor Alden, the chief of staff, would i say. We can't tell yet" . Once the door opened and .Janle saw Father. He lookfd Very long' and thin in the narrow white bed. His eyes were closed under white wrap , His band was pings of bandages. thin and lvlng on the counterpane, rememJanle familiar. brown and hair her stroked bered bow be bad Marsh creek. White on the that day sound of She heard again the rustling the the reeds, saw the bird with she That day breast speckled brown had had run away from Father. She If they of Hugh. been thinking only might go fishing again . . Dot-to-r Alden sent them out for drives In his car. Father's car could never be used again. Hugh plowed to grimly around la Horatius, trying do all of Father's work. Stoney drove Doctor Alden's big closed car. Mother and Celia and Janle would sit together on the back seat Downtown was gay with Christmas, the air and the bustle, with holly wreaths In the windows The signs of along Manor street Christmas, the stir and the bustle, were more than they could bear. Stoney would drive them out along the country roads which were clear enough for traveling. They talked of other Christ mases. "Do you remember when Father made the fire burn too high and everything in our stockings meltedr "Remember when Celia wanted a and Father searched pink teddy-bea- r all over Philadelphia and then, at the last minute. Mother had to dye a white one plnkr "Remember the Christmas eve Father was snowbound in the country and Janle wouldn't look at her presents until he came at noon on Christmas day?" Remember? Remember? Mother often rebelled. "To think of Father being sacrificed for a Weaver baby," she would say with tears in her pretty blue eyes. "They have more now than they can feed." Mother didn't blame Cella or Hugh. She blamed Father's passion for service. Sometimes there was a hint of fear In the high lovely blue of her I ilit That playing bouse In the Square. was a long time ago. ,k. Haca rreot on toward Christ-or There, was no bustie brick house preparations In the old muus was Tnere this year. whenever anxiety, a new quick fear the telephone rang. Father's condi w tion changed very Uttie irom oaj .... c w "We're doing everything possible, the doctor said. Janle and Celia clung to each other. sort Bugh worked on with a dogged to Father's He slept of persistence. room because there was a telephone on the table beside the bed. Sometimes Janle beard him getting up in the middle of the night Once she """"" """" I "If anything should happen to Father," she would say. Janle knew she was thinking of money. There was never more than just enough. As Mother often remarked, people thought of Father first in times of distress and last when they paid their bills. There were more unpaid accounts than even Mother suspected in Father's untidy ledger. Janie knew. It seemed unimportant now. "We'd get along," she would say, thinking only of a world without Father In it anywhere. "Celia will be taken care of, anyway." Mother would glance gratefully at the ring on Celia's left hand. "Janie and I could manage, Uitj, Bscaass I sat afrsU jmll aBji. Ana say taat I'm att WitV Bat dWt (arret u PATRONIZE good-nature- "Father would like it" "Do you think so?" he asked eagerly. "I'm sure of It." Hugh seated himself in the vacant chair. He looked, Janie thought as though a general had pinned a ribbon on his chest and kissed him on both of his cheeks. A shadow lay across the Square. People knocked at the kitchen door, shabby people with unashamed tears in their eyes; girls from the mill, the frowsy citizens of Vine and Juniper streets. - . "How's the Doctor this morning?" "They're doing everything possible. They can't tell yet" j The Square, proper, called at the front door; the rector and Mrs. Warden. The rector cleared his throat very often and quoted things from the Bible . . . "Greater love hath no man" It belonged 1c church, Janle thought, or cut In a marble tombstone. It had nothing to do with Father who had been last summer so healthy and happy and brown. All day there was a stream of callers. From uptown and downtown, from Manor street and the mill section, people came to Inquire for Father. Celia, very pale and lovely in demure little gray wool frocks, an swered questions, smiled faintly led callers In and out of the living room. Celia was wonderful Janle thought She wished she herself could talk and smile. She couldn't There was always a lump In her throat. Aunt Lucy came, unexpectedly, with Muriel and Uncle Frank. "I was so anxious," she said. Aunt Lucys face framed In an astrakan collar, looked very anxious Indeed tHZ"and8lDg 10 pen 'Sportsman'; stay until after, the New Tear, at least" nythlng I can do. to ... beWcle "I'll . . ' be In and 'outevery hugged both Janle Cella and Jaute and Muriei andW HOME Di'DUSTtl jf 'id- I - THIS WEEK'S PRIZE STOEI --Whsrs thwt's Unltr thert'i tinuv well known established trots. tot- csata anifr ths Kocky Moutua st snr Biors tbaa Us kTj Oar money would nrniin hone, adonis. Our local farm auket 1 torment woold inrreiM If , iteraioontBia suss foedi. LEVI KITCHEN, Fm, u -a tri Beautiful New Beaver ft ilrri Moders Dam Hotel n ths Arlrens Strip, Half Way to Lee Anrele. Bishwsr No. II 88 Miles Be void St Ceerrt HOTEL. CABINS AND CAfl Seasonable Kites Prohibition Repealed is Arlnu At 400 Utah Ofl Refining Service Stations in Utah "You're Lovely, Cella," K laid. "CATERPILLAR" and Idas TRACTORS We have several food used "Caterpilu' Tractors sn hich desirable dull at See ear ealcsmea a be msde. Tremonton er Salt Lake City. wanted to make him some coffee be cause it was very cold. She pul! oa her bathrobe and slippers and staHmd down the stairs. Celia was making coffee for Hugh. There was no light In the room except the rosy glow of the flames. Celia, In her quilted blue kimono with her hair In silky skeins, was making coffee for Hugh. Janie saw Hugh kiss Celia's wrist as she handed him the h Landes Tractor 231 & Equipment West Booth Temple Bt Salt Lake City. Utah Get Free Garden Guide Bd cup. "You're lovely, Cella," he said. Janie clung to the banister ralL She felt better after a moment She slipped back upstairs and crawled SALT LAKE CITY. UTAH SALESMENS' II lf It wa3 seven o'clock on Christmas eve when Doctor Alden opened the door. His face was shining; his eyes were moist. Mother stopped rocking back and forth. Celia's hands crept up to her heart. Janle stood very still 'lhey all looked at Doctor Alden. "Merry Christmas," he said Salt Lake lou mean?" stilt Cuftun G Protoiii Knows at lifts Yoo can now learn a profeslottt t make yoo Independent for the rest si m for the ceH days. (II per month onlyPhone or n coarse of six months. for oar catalogue. Mail In coupe Til and Mothers eyes her Hps were un- - Btaoty Caltsrs The Post Office departments? tin nearly 3,000,000 pounds of of w annually for tying packages ' ters. " fOB ASK TOUB DKUCGIST ; "Can I go in first T she askeA Her grave little face was pale. Mother murmured. Celia made i low sound of protest Doctor AM-ft- i nodded and blew his nose again. Father's room was dim and fuJl ! siiaaows. There were flowers ever where and Father's head on tha nti low in a dim circle of light He was pale and woefully thin but tha av-runder the bandages were Fathers eyes, xney looked at her and smile! "Merry Christmas, Janie," FatSiri ueur voice said. In a moment she was beside the oea witn ner cheek against Father' PHODCCJ AN INTERMOUNTA1N W1 150,000 feet Used & New i !" Sizes y2". Structural Steel and Flatei Co. Monsey Iron & Metal 708 . toiti SaWtiHtM", 3rd WKt ... SHk Worm's Industry a . , . i" silt- Bit -- single pouna ox WfK product of the silkworm's contains more than 900 liber !! hand. "Father, oh Father I" was all sm couia say. "lou look like a Christmas candle ,i hBsBaatSLSi TOUB POCKKTBOOK WHEN YOU GET STALE i Father tilted her chin. "I'm happy." Her eyes were Shi Ins; her lashes were Jeweled with tears. "I'll be home pretty soon." Father voice was pitifully went "We'll go to Canada next June. Jumping Trout lake." Father's eys "fcuieueu. -- ion en(j janle. It'i a date." 're. ""'a FRESH-HATCHE- D Wen-writ- P,w IIS l. Canada's First Incorporated Saint John, N. B., Is the oldest In. corporated city in Canada. It takes its name from the river at mouth It lies, christened by Champlain ueu. ms arnvea mere on the twenty, fourth of June, 160-1- , the day f.the or ou least jonn. the Baptist vuy oi caini j onn was. called Parr Town, being founded In United Empire Loyalists an 178S'by after Colonel Tarr. governKbf the in 1783 it was tncorporaU province, aKiaiiaua. ine name changed to -- I rf Bur anlr best results. Ovcmisht term thelntermoontsin In points f .r wire for price !MHatew tars. AllleadinsTerietiek Distributors for the best ta feeders, snd other RAMSHAW HATCHERgS Compliance Certinc'j. J687 So. Ststa. 8. U Y TO BB CONTINUED. Compliance CcrtiBcsW Be. 7th East. Pro". Utr ' ,jjf Twentv wild animal Pf ; m covering 200,000 square Bntisl W h. t.n.hlished in wh. $3.00 r..Ji te - .if.i'i---.-if- l 5rSg IHe"""" should use SlmitiT taW" Goods" year story In ro" ."rZnm. . saint jonn. tto; ADDRESS ame to frame. "We're not out of the woods, by anv means." Doctor Alden had closed the door into Father's room. "But he' conscious and asking' for you. You can see him for a moment" Mother gave a happy cry. Cella flung herself at Doctor Alden and kissed his gray, mustache. Janie junt stooa City, Utah Utah High School cf Beauty 121 Bo. Main St. Salt Lake blew his nose very loudly. asked the question SAMPLES Ladies Knit Suits and Dressa Off Now One-haMILLS WOOLEN UTAH Into bed. I sup- pose." Mrs. QuIUen, stout and d and anxious to help, was installed in the old brick house. Meals were an ordeal. Three of them, Cella and Janie and Hugh, at the long dining room table. Celia sat at Mother's place and poured the coffee or tea. Father's vacant chair was more than Janle could stand. "You sit there, Hugh," she suggested one evening at supper. "I couldn't Janie." His face was working queerly. Sssssssajl Ksrea't mack ta ... eyes, s Sez M 11 " LIDA LARRIMORE c,- - IT SQ3 MULBE11Y I Sally 4 tercsonntain Prodet CIVBos 145S. 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