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Show U' ' . . ' ' ' !' ft - fj .''.' ' TIIE BINGHAM NEWS j Prudence's Daughter By ETHEL HUESTON Copyright by the Bobba-Merrl- ll Co. WNU Servloe Immoderation. Jerry was grateful for her mental balance, her artistic equilib-rium. Pictures were all very well, of course, but Jerry thanked heaven that she hud been spared a passion that would surely be productive of weary, dark-circle- d eyes, twitching, nervous lips, and twisting nervous fingers! She said something of that sort to Theresa one night. It was a night when Theresa, staggering away from her easel, had stumbled, fallen half-fnlntl-to the floor. Ml ml bad pulled her up on the couch, given her a cup of the eternal tea, und then asked Jerry to sit with lier a while, to keep her from working. Miml herself had an engagement, and was Just hurrying awny. When Jerry relieved herself of her opinion on art in general, Theresa looked at her somberly, with her great, dark, weary eyes. "Didn't you ever sit up all night working over a thing you couldn't get Just right?" she demanded. "Never," said Jerry comfortably. "Didn't you ever forget to stop for your dinner when you were especially Interested In something?" "Certainly not. I Just put the brush down, and have my dinner, and then come hack to It afterward or the next morning or whenever I get around to It." "Hut sometimes you can't come back to It." objected Theresa. "You lose the feeling when you stop you can't come back." "You Just Imagine that," said Jerry pleasantly. "You shouldn't let your-self get so excited over things. You wear yourself all out fur nothing. I can always come hack to It when I am ready." And then she added, fairly, "Not. I must admit, that any-thing of mine Is anything like yours or llhoda's. Far from It! Cut I am had a real dinner In heaven knows when. I'm sure I'm hungry." She drew a small modish hat snngly about her ears, swept a wave ef dark powder across her face, touched her Hps with a bit of rouge and said she was ready. As they made their way carefully down the dark and winding stairs, Mlml's silken voice drifted out to thera from behind a closed door. "Oh, you bad boy, I believe you're trying to make love to me!" Theresa' laughed. 'Little fool," she said. "Come In any time you like, day or night, you'll get a dose of that from Miml. She runs them In relays, like the stx-dn- bicycle race. Lord knows where she gets them there don't seem so mnny men to spare."' Theresa took her to a small, quiet, Nsement room, where they had a gen-erous, quiet, Italian dinner. They ate In silence. Theresa was hungry, very tired, and Jerry was stirred and breathless. There were others In the dining room, mostly girls, smartly dressed, nil thin, nil weary-eye- all smoking. "Don't you know them?" Jerry asked. "I thought every one knew every one else In the Village." "I don't know anybody," said Theresa. "I used to be 'way up on the West side. I came down here to please Miml. Rut I like It." The days that followed were happy, dreamy, fascinating days for Jerry. Khoda telephoned to her twice, with profuse and tender apologies fur her neglect, Rnd said she was coming to see her right away. But she did not come. Jerry spent a great deal of time found Rhode's Immaculute to the very point of spotlessness. "Oh, how tidy you are!" she cried, frankly amazed and bewildered by the speckless orderliness of It. Ilhoda laughed. "Oh, I am a perfect old maid, I know It, everyone says so. How Theresa can find her easel In that messy place of hers, I can't Imagine. I couldn't work In such a chaos. I never pretend to touch a brush or a pencil until everything Is apple-pi- e per-fection. Coffee cup on the table, hair pin on the floor, handkerchief on the mantel can't do a thing, I get the willies right away. Look, Angel-face- , do you like the picture?" She turned the easel about for Jerry to see the picture over which she had sweated her heart's blood. Jerry stood before It, awed, admiring. A curious thing It wus, a narrow bit of city street, showing gray and grimy be-tween hlglrgrny and grimy walls, with Just two hits of Hamlng color an Inch of blue sky between two grays, and a scarlet geranium showing bravely In a sixth-stor- y window. "I I think it is wonderful, Ilhoda. It makes me feel sorry, like crying. Does It somehow make you think of Iowa?" Ithodii laughed gaily. "It does not! Anything but !" "Yes, but you never met my mother, did you?" Jerry asked, surprisingly, and Ilhoda did not understand. The picture was New York, plain and un-varnished, and Jerry was lonely for Prudence. "They say It really Is good. Thank God It's finished ! It's a competition with Theresu, but Theresa was always you know a year's scholarship, travel working, always tired to distraction. Mind, although she continued ns warm-ly nITable and friendly as at first, had little time or Inclination for pretty young students of art beneath her roof. She slept until noon every day, had callers to tea every afternoon, and went out with some one every night In the week. Jerry mnde proper arrangements for her lessons, and was enrolled In one of the beginners' classes of Graves Mc- Dowell, who, having previously ac-quired a reputation, was now eking out a hard existence by Instilling the rudi-ments of his profession Into young as-pirants. Jerry nttended his classes with a nice regularity nnd prompti-tude, nnd patiently did ber utmost to follow his Instructions. He told her In Kurope, everything! I wonder If Theresa Is trying for It? Has she shown you her pictures, Jerry?" "Nothing not a thing," said Jerry. "She never asks me so much as to look at the easel when she Is working." "Perhaps she thinks you aren't In-terested. Ask her. She won't mind showing you. She has three or four exquisite things not finished. She works on a dozen at once, as the mood strikes her. I can't do that one thing at a time for me and I eat It, and drink It, and breathe It, and sleep It, until It's over. That's why I'm such a wreck." While she was preparing a dainty supper on her electric grill, with which she could really work culinary IN NEW YORK 8TNOPSI8 PART ONE At a I merry party In th studio part-- i merit of farter Blake. New York, Jerry (fieraldlne) Harmer, Pru-dence's daiiKhter, meets Duane wealthy Idler. He admires her and she llkea him. But Allnrtmi gets a bit exhilarated, with unfortunate reeulia. Jerry, reeentlns' his aaeumptlon of famil-iarity, leavea the party abruptly, the atory turns to Jerry's child-hood and youth at her home In Dea Moines. Only child of a wealthy father, when "he Is twenty ahe feela the cull of Art and aaka her parents to let her o to New York tor study. With some mlftKivlnica they asri-- to her going. In New York Jerry makes her home with a Mrs. Delaney ("Miml"), an ac-tress, who, with Thereao, a painter, occuplea the house. Jrrry takes an Immediate liking to Thereaa, and the two aeem likely to become faet trienda. CHAPTER III Continued She set herself briskly to unpacking her small hag, folding t'llnga neatly away In the smi.ll drawers of the chif-fonier. The two photographs In their handsome frames, I'mdenee and Jer-rol-she placed conspicuously on the dressing table. And then she sudden-ly took up the plctur. of her mother, and looked at It Intently, questlonlncly, almost passionately. She shook her head at hist with sharp impatience, and placed It opioslte that of her fa-ther once more. "I don't get you, I'mdenee," she said. In her Intense moments, Jerry re-ferred to her mother nlyays as "I'ru-dence,- " using the word not so much as a name, hut rallies as a statement of principle, a code of worship, a creed of religion. When she said, as she did very often, "I do not get you. Pru-dence," she meant only that Prudence was a depth of philosophy she could not fathom. It Irritated her. If Pru-dence hail been a sclntillatingly bril-liant. Intellectual woman, Jerry, felt she would not have minded her Ina-bility to reach the Innermost recesses of her mother's thought. Prudence wna no such thing, Jerry knew It. After her unpacking, sweetened and n freshed with a perfumed hath In her tiny tub, she ran up the dark stairway to the third floor, turned back and tapped softly upon the door, "Oh, d nl" she heard, muttered fiercely, from within the room. And then apologetically Theresa culled, "I spilled the ink! Come in. Miss Mar-nier, I cun't get up for a minute. The place Is a mess. I've Just had a scrap with Miml, and I'm a wreck. She wanted to clean up before you came, and I wouldn't let her, and we are both furious." Theresa was down on her knees briskly mopping up the Ink with a fresh towel. Jerry stood In the door-way, and looked about the room with eager girlish Interest. If her studio downstairs appeared small to her, this one she thought quite unendurably so. There was no rug on the floor, nor cur-tain at the window. The couch was a tumbled mass of blankets and wrinkled sheets with a box of paints and half a dozen magazines thrown upon It. The teacup was on the floor, Its con-tents untasted. And there was a big easel turned to catch the best HKlit. Theresa. Just getting to her feet again, looked with amused eyes upon Jerry's frank Inspection. "Do do you" "L"h," Theresa nodded. "Sleep here, work here, eat here die here, too, I fancy. Haven't made my bed in heaven knows when. Miml used to come In to do It for me, and bothered me to death, so I keep the door locked on her now. If you hear her pounding to got In, nnd me shouting for her to go away and mind her own business, don't be alarmed. It's a frequent occurrence. The place Is a mess. Miss Ilani.er. I am almost ashamed of it myself." She swept magazines, hooks and palms from a small straight chair ami shoved It hospitably toward Jerry. "Cigarette?" "No, thanks." Theresa lit one for herself nervously, tossing tlie burned match on the floor In a corner and tugginx at the ciga-rette with a deep brenth, almost gulp-ing. She pulled off her smock. "Excuse me a minute, and I'll wosh my hands." As she washed, nnd then brushed hack her dark tousled hulr. which she did not take time to comb, but onlv fastened securely with addl- - only n beginner." "That's what we all are," said Theresa wearily. "Just beginners. And so we shall bo all our lives, until we die, and afterward, too, I fancy." Jerry was beginning to feel a grow-ing impatience with both girls, their Intensity, their passionate nervousness, their ardent eagerness. She found It a little tiresome. They were always golnc about, looking at pictures, each other's, or somebody else's, and then arguing desperately, for hours at a time, over tones, and colors, and values. She found herself wishing there might come a time, Just once, when they would sit down, deliberate-ly, for ten, without hovering, poised on the edge of the chair, ready for flight at the first favorable moment. Jerry thanked God for moderation with Increasing fervor day by day. She attended her clnsses with nice regular-ity every morning, worked at her easel an hour or two every afternoon, and then she manicured her nails, had a cup of tea and a toasted muiiln and went out for a bus ride. e e e e She had been studying Art In New Tork for over six weeks when Ilhoda swept in on her late one afternoon with the happy announcement that they were going to a pnrty. "Cartes Ulake's studio," over In r.rooklyn," she explained gayly. "I haven't seen him in months. He Just telephoned that he has signed a huge contract with International this very morning, and is having a wicked party to celebrate It. And he Invited you, most particularly. He's a darling thing, and you'll adore him." Jerry was properly thrilled, properly eager. Now that Jerry has really got down to work, does she really like it? And what next? li III r,i JPli rtj M y Mm kindly thnt she was doing very well Indeed, let ber come and go as she liked, and paid as little attention to her as possible. She boneht Rn easel of the most elnhorate deslrn and arranged It pret-tily in her small studio, where it quite overshadowed the modest, plaything bits of furniture already there. And she painted a little every afternoon, pleasantly, comfortably, complacently, without any of the hectic excitement which throbbed about her. Even with all that, she seemed to have a great deal of time at her dis-posal. On the fifth day of her calen-dar desolation, she telephoned to her Aunt Connie's residence In Knglewood, hoping to thrill the household with the news of her presence, and Joyously an-ticipating a merry week-en- In the lovely suburb with a tender aunt, a friendly uncle, nnd two frolicsome young cousins. She was greeted with the cold Information thnt the entire family had gone to Kurope on a hasty business trip, and the maid left In charge of the house did not know when they planned to return. Jerry felt quite saddened and abused. She was sorry she had not seat word in of tier coming. She was sure Aunt Connie would have waited for her, would have positioned any kind of a business trip to Kurope for Hie sake of being rn oasis In the desert for "I'rudewe'j baby." Left entirely to her own resources, she managed ns best she could, read-ing a great deal, riding solemnly about town on the busses, vbiting the shops. It was the climax of her loneliness when she went to the movies', alone. Finally, on a happy thought suggested by a timely advertisement, she rented a small piano and paid a fabulous sum to have It raised to the studio, where she gave It practically her entire floor space, shoving the easel Ignomlnlous-l- y Into the background. Jerry was fond of music. She played the piano extremely well, and sang also with real feeling and much sweet- - ' 'I (TO UK CONTINUED.) While She Was Preparing a Dainty Supper on Her Electric Grill, She Explained the Frenzied System of Art She Was Obliged to Pursue. wonders, she explained the frenzied system of Art she was obliged to pursue. "You can't miike a living at real Art until you're old. and withered and haven't any teeth," she declared. "I don't cure how good you are, you can't make a decent living! Gee, you're lucky, Jerry, that you're not obliged to earn your bread and butter. You can pursue Art for its own sake, nnd that's all the fun there Is In It. Otherwise, It's Just grind, grind, grind, like dig-ging ditches, or mining coal, or scrub-bing floors. Well, anyhow. I'm one of the grinders. Haven't n cent but what I earn. So I peg along with illustra-tions, advertising, anything I can get on the side. And when I have enough to pay the rent in advance a few weeks, I Jump into something like this, head over heels, trying to attach a few leaves to my wreath of laurel while I have a littie hair to wear It on." She gave her brisk bobbed head a defiant toss as she spoke. After their supper, deliciously cooked, charmingly served, they went uptown to a theater, and after a sand-wich and hot chocolate at a corner drug store, returned home, luxuriously, like the plutocrat she Insisted Jerry was, in a taxicab. Jerry felt much better. For the first time, she was quite pleased with her-self. She was glad she did not take Art with killing seriousness, ns The-resa and Ilhoda did. Why, those girls sat up, many times, night after night, until two and three o'elock In the morning, painting passionately away as though their very lives depended on It. There was no sense In such maddening tlonal pins, and scraped the paint from her skirt, she ran briskly on lj the quick Jerky fashion that Jerry found so fascinating. "I don't usually work like this. I'm trying to get It finished want It for an exhibition. I think it's rather good. The devil of It is that 1 have to dig along for a meal ticket while I'm trying to turn out something decent at the same time. Heaven knows I eat little enough It shouldn't he hard to earn the kind of a living I usually live. Do you like Italian cooking? Or French? There are a dozen nice little places within a block or two. Oh, and there's a wild little Russian place would you prefer that?" "Oh, any place at all, I shall love any of them, all of them for that mat-ter wherever you wish to go. I'm really ashamed to take you away from your work, I know you are only stop-ping to please me." "Oh, I dare say It's a very good thing. Come to thin of bavent ness. She was beginning to wonder If perhaps she should not have chosen music in preference to painting as a career. There seemed to be so much drudgery about art, a thing she had not before remotely suspected. Then, one afternoon, quite without warning, Kheila La Faye ran In. caught her In both arms and kissed her a dozen times with fervent protestations of delight at seeing her. Khuda was pale, with feverish spots of crimson burning In her cheeks. "Come, get your hat," she said brightly. "I have finished the picture. Devereaux says It is very good." While she talked, she rummaged carelessly through the boxes and draw-ers of Jerry's dressing-table- , fishing out gloves nnd hats and veils, hurrying Jerry, and almost at once they were running downstairs together, laughing, hand In hand. 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