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Show EAST SALT LAKE TIMES. when I'm nut away, youre alone too iiiUcli in the daytime. She could take you to matinees all sorts of places where you wouldn't wunt to go alone. And mornings she could give you lessons. Slic'd wunt to tie the right sort, of course-- , ltm there wouldn't he much trouble uheut that; there are plenty of them to clumse union..; some English woman, I suppose, nuuld he l est." Still without looking around at him, she uske , What kin-- of lessons? History and French and things like JOSEPH GREER ondjfis DAUGHTER ENRY , KITCHELL WEBSTER, COPYRIGHT by The YOU WIN. TRIX" Joicph Greer, a pirate of fifty, having diecovered a proceea of extracting fiber from flax atraw, la made director of a big corpoFor yeara dlatruating ration. men of affairs, Greer baa played a lone hand. Now holding what ha conaidera the winning carda, he la willing to- aublet bla wlta Du protect hla own to wealth. intereata Joe haa folated Ilia own Jennia UacArthiir, aecretary, upon the company. Henry Craven, a bank clerk related to John Williamson, the millionaire backer of Greer'a new company, la offered by Williamson the poal-tio- n of treaaurer of the new company. with the generally under-etoo- d purpoae of watching Greer. Craven accepta. Joe tella Jennie about hia wife, and hla nlneteen-- y d Beatrice, daughter, whom he haa never aeen. He la planning to force the daughter into Chicago aociety. Joe goea to a week-en- d party at Wllllam-on'- a houae, where he meeta Violet, John'a wife, and la atrongly drawn to her. He faaelnatea her. Beatrice arrlvea and father and daughter get acquainted. Beatrice provea to be handaome, aelf-tiled and lacking aoclal pollah. The affair between Joe and Violet SYNOPSIS. black-bearde- d ear-ol- w progresses. 4 - CHAPTER V Continued. had given him one evidence f friendly concern that touched him. flhe'd remembered the wlah hed expensed to meet Hugh Corbett, and had Bade, it seemed, a special effort to ecure Hugh and hla wife today for the purpoae of bringing this meeting about. (Joe had had a wonderful talk with Hugh, having found In him one whose Imagination could do Justice to cellulose fiber one te whom It mightn't just sa well have been putty or prunes.) vTlie sum of all thle was that, when Violet told him to pull that chair a ltle farther around the corner Into a position more easily overlooked, and then sat down In It with the expressed hope that they might have a few minutes to themselves, his Jungle wariness was In abeyance. She spoke at once about Beatrice, In terms, of course, of pcalse. Fascinating, she called her, aid a dear. Delightful to look at, too, clothes and all, and with a freshness about her most engaging. To the father's charmed ear there was nothing suggestive of the cannibal princess In any of this. He let himself begin to tfilk, more freely than hed ever supposed he could talk with a woman who attracted him aa this one did, about the girl, hla hope for her, the problem! he presented. And In tills connection ho told her how Margaret figured In the design, and about the contemplated OUtnmer on Cape Cod. tAII he perceived, at first, was that Violet saw some aspect of this plan that hadn't occurred to Mm and that be waa quietly finding source of amusement In It Yet It wasn't aa If flo were laughing at him. There waa gleam of mischief about her almost oppressed amlle which hinted that Ae'd like to share the Joke with him. If the dared. j He didn't aak her to tell him what the Joke waa Hla returning wariness warned him, Indeed, not to let her Stiesa lie saw she had one. Whai he did ask waa whether ilie didn't think an association like that waa Just what the girl needed. tWhy, yea I suppose so." Violet dubiously, only I'm not sure It Isn't a little austere. Tha place they're going It awfully quiet; Rose nd Ilndney never go there except when they want to get away from absolutely everybody. The only people there are annie professors nnd a writer Of two. And, of course, a complete Nt Is what Margaret la supposed to Id. So if (he girl' been having YfeJI. rather a thin time, this might trike her aa not very Jolly. She's during It here today; anyone could e that." tSIie went on, with an enrnestnw Coiildn't neeount for. to sing Mi I'm s praises, us f she fen red that he'd Just said might have done ausln a disservice. "I don't wat hlerfere with any plan of Margin U she wants Beatrice, to brig flings a hit and well, tie a s.n jollier to. I 1iom you'll let tier i And. of course," she coneli grillng up to receive the farewe 4 Violet , S t t j ( i 3 7 If you ( uppronchliig guest, Hinge to run down (here for u w fliil won h ,t. griMil -- fur ,.v,.rhi ITd thought or sending Henry. CK.'in, hut It wasn't until then tin mw i he recurrent glenm of that imitle smile or hers UMin l0r Wj longer sought to Inierpret It: . Indeed, Ihe Interpretation . Li's.i.,1 itself ns i - n nonsense, ssi-,1- there ., "n s.iiiie n li ''d ,lin ri,1(,(.,n his files, nnd IVali-h-- r i.'ilf " "M 3 It CQ LL BOBB5-MERRI- lf neci she lie on I Cnpe Cm' si,,. ih.,il. W mu i her in her." Violet might cousin's plan, hed come by ful tip. Tha change that?" Her tone was iiiudh-iluinldgnous; and It was this, more than anything else, that made him Why. I snpoe so," he answered dubiously. How Manners, tuof she inquired. to talk with an Engl'sli accent, and never rale my voice? And wlmt kind of clothe to wear, so that aasty little Dorothy Williamson ci n't laugh at me tiehlnd my hack?" ''Linik here, Trix, he commanded. We'te been over this before. You agreed to learn their game. It's no disgrace not to know- - It. but lta silly to muke a fuss nhuut learning It, when to go on not knowing It will put you at a disadvantage. It wou'i he hard be mistaken as to her but she liud given him, then to believe, a use- of the plan for Trixie's summer amazed Joe and thoroughly alarmed him by bringing about their first quarrel. She'd struck him as being oddly noncommittal, even ungracious, about It, on the way home from I.ake Forest, and, at one point in Ids explanation of the change It was substantially a restatement of Violet's objections, though the source of them waa not acknowledged shed uttered a short laugh and had refused to tell him why. But he was In no mood for faultfinding with her, and. dropping the subject, wooed tier hack Into an affectionate humor with him by telling her atorlea and taking her for a long ride. Two or three evenings later, without misgiving, he brought up the matter of Margaret again, this time aa a question comfortably disposed of. He waa glad. Indeed, of something tangible to discuss with her that night, for a trifling Incident upon hla return from die office, Just before dinner, had been rankling absurdly In hla mind ever since. Anson, on letting him In and being asked where she was, had expressed the correctly servile "heller that aha was at tha telephone. A minute later Joe had met her coming down the hall, kissed her with hie accustomed hug, end then, merely by way of saying something, asked her whom she'd been telephoning to. She'd answered, instantly, "I wasn't telephoning" ; adding, a moment later, "Oh, It was Just a wrong number." The thing had been buxzlng In hla brain ever since like a plaguey mosquito. Why hadnt she auld It waa a wrong number In the first place rather than at tha end of a palpable hesitation? There must be a dozen ways of explaining the contradiction, only he couldn't think of one nor could he make up hla mind to ask her. it was with a sense of escape from all this that he launched a subject that could be talked about. "You needn't worry any more about that Cape Cod Idea, he told her. "That'a all fixed. I told Henry, yesterday, that I meant to keep you round with me for a while before you went anywhere; but he gave me sort of a hint that I'd better talk It over with Margaret, myself, so I dropped In there tonight on the way home. The lnvltatlon'a still open; any time you want to go down there for a week or two, were to let her know a few days ahead. But she understands It won't be for the inmmer. Beatrice said, rather dryly, "I supabout that. pose she's broken-hearte"They're all perfectly friendly with yon, seems to me, the girl commented. Joe said he waa glad they were. "One thing I've learned In fifty yeara la to take the best advice I can get whenever I'm off my own beat And tliere'a probably nothing I'm more lgno- d to do. But If you go around flinching at everything and Imagining people are laughing at you, you cun be d n unhappy. It Is Imagination, mostly, with you. Certainly no one was laughing at you last Sunday up at Williamson's.'' She whlpjied u round upon him with a furious contrudicUon. They were! A whole lot you kuow abuut ltl You weren't there to see. I could see you were having what sounded like u good tliue. I laughed too loud, 1 suppose," she commented. "Ult, some of the fellows were decent enough. But the girls, Ult, especially your darling Dodo she makes me sick !" "She's no darling of ndne, he de- clared with a grin, for the notion that Trix might be Jealous amuaed him. "Go after her, if you don't Hka her. Beat her at her own game. Take her boye away from her. Show her uii Only you won't do It by wishing you could. Let nte hire you the right eort of governess, and after she's showed you the ropes youll he able to give Dodo the laugh." "That Isn't what you want her for," the girl said, with sulky conviction, at the end of a long stare. "You want her because those women have been telling you how horrible It la for nte to have any fun my own way; going anywhere alone, or taking drives wlUt George Uurna, anybody but George I mean. This In answer to hla I supsharply Interrogatory frown. pose Dodo would call him Burns. Theyve made you ashamed of me, too, I guess "Don't be a fool, Trix I He hadn't meant to be aa sharp as that, though, and he paused to get control of a quieter manner. "I'm sorry, but I gueaa you didn't know how that sounded. Nobody's said a word to me about Burns. And when It conies to entertaining your friends here, you cun't have young men coming to see you and finding you alone ; nobody but the servants Even for going anywhere at night, when I'm away, you'll want someone. I hadn't thought It through as far as that before. We'll call that settled, I gueaa, Trix." But he saw It was anything but settled In hla daughter's mind. "All my life, ahe said, with a sort of vicious quietness, Tve had people ticking their noaei Into the things I was doing, telling tales on me, making mother say I couldn't do this or it waa wrong to do that. And now you talk about hiring someone to do Just that thing. Well. It Isn't what I came here for. If you trusted me you wouldn't mind having people coming to see me without a chaperon spying on me all the time. But you don't truat me; that's the trouble. You asked me tonight who I'd been telephoning to. It wasn't anybody but If It had been I wouldn't have told you. She was beyond concealment, crying now, and this phenomenon, while It paralyzed him, seemed to rob her uf l. You even the wish for wouldn't have thought of It, yourself," ahe sobbed. "It's all been put Into your heed that I'm a frenk that haa to be taught how to art, and wntched to see that I don't do anything awful Jennie MacArthur nnd Mrs. Williamson - and 'Margaret' ! She crumpled her handkerchief into her flNt nnd heat on the table with It. "1'in not going to hare your mistresses telling you whnt I'm to do," she cried. Nor an old meld Unit's trying to marry yon, either!" He reached across and seized her im-iit- anus ly hat?" single-minde- rant nhuut Hum bringing up young So If Margaret or Jennie or Mrs. WIIIIuiiikoii feds friendly enough to offer me any auggexl iona, I'm JvihI that uiili'h ahead. So far aa I know, there nren'l any profciuilonnl eoiiNiiltaiila In Hint field, though It's plain there ought to he. "I don't know Juat how we're going to iiinnuge thing, he went nil, u propitiatory good humor triinafonuing the worda. "il's Hie biggest handful I ever tackled. You see. yon can't live here alone very well, with Just the serviinis. If only for the look of the thing. It looks to me na If the thing to do was to hire mine middle-agewoman to he a sort of gorerneKa-eoiiipanlofor you and housekeeper on the sldn Then I could go away, when had to. without leaving you high and dry. I'm going to have to he away a good deal, too, this auiiiiner and fall especially, liven girl. Muc-Arth- n She left her futber Ceiupleiely (!! organized, like a lu.m Juki uwutr!i--iriiiin-nfrom a nightmare, iu ripples. i..s through his iiuiM-leiiiouth dry, und the only ...mgr.: cnpuhle of. ait iiirrcdiil.'iis lion that It couldn't h.itc Icipp.-i.cdHe had heen won: c grille .Ini l I, n!e that quarrels did ldui Ids pores, stimulated Ids in:;'.-!:,..ide u:. even 1,1s disposition more It was nonsense to preu-u-i:,ai Uc:c j was unytliiig poisonous about iin-uEvidently, though, quarrels with Ids daughter went into a special class. The sober processes of rcileciii-n- , when he had cooled down enough to make them possible, brought him little lie had e sense of irrecomfort, parable injury done to a precious fragile thing, it might be patched together ufter a fashion, but It could never ugaln he as It had been before, lie felt no abiding unger against the girl was unuhle, indeed, to remember what she had done to provoke his exHe loved and admired her plosion. more than ever; her courage In fighting him off, defying him, even while hla hands had gripped her. No tears, (lien! No hint of surrender. Fur hours he sat in Hie chair he'd risen from to spring upon her. smoking. sipping whisky, meditating In a Jenmood of deepening meluneholy. nie MaeArthttr had warned him Hint Ids plan wouldn't work, and It looked as If Jennie, once more, wus right. It would have worked, though, hut for hla infernal temper. The girl was like hint; was more, In every way. Ids daughter than either of them had dreamed possible. They might. If he had not smushed the possibility to hit, tonight, have become the finest sort of comrades an alllunce, defensive and offensive, against the world! lle'd like to prove Jennie wrong, for once. Where the devil, he wondered, had Trix picked up that fantastic Idea Hbout him anil Jennie? She couldn't have thought of such a thing by hepl s c! , i - 4. 1921 Hue women dcchl'.ng thing r me changing you rmii-Just a they liked, (t made me so mad Sho didn't cure what happened. saw 1 f- ut you-abo- 1 a Idi-il- after . glad 1 u moment's found out ulioiil p.m-- e. 'T:u M'.s M.uAr thur. "Trix," he usked, "do you mind teil-ili- g me it's Just :i mutter of curiosity that into yoe.r who pm un bleu It was a li of a thing to do, '.icuit? w hoover did it." "Why, nobody- did It. she declared, wide-eyeNiihoily but you instantly, and her. The way you ucted together, her calling you Joe uml knowing such a lot nliout me und teiling you you unless needn't stay and work that 1 d.-i- you liked. When you were supimsed he her boss! And the way you liked it. mnl wanted to sit around unit talk. don't know. It struck me um natural, that was all." "But how could It ? That's wliut I wunt to know, llow could you tldnk of a thing like that? Or don't you know wlmt It means? I cun't eveu talk to you about it!" She stulled up at him. Incredibly coniHied, gentle with hla euilmrruso-meiit- . Dud," she remoiiNt ruled, am I supiHixed to think you've lived all these years since you left mother like a monk In a monastery?" Had he heen a mere disinterested by- st miller, hia line eur might have spotted that line as a quotation, picked up, treasured--rehenrse- d perhaps. As It was, nothing of the sort occurred to him. He stared at her In HSton!shed silence while she, having got the whip-hannow, went on : You hate having me know things like Hint, and If I was going to atny with you I suppose I'd have to pretend I didn't. I guess that's tlie real reason I can't. You want a nice little girl, and I don't believe I ever was that. I always hated to ho bossed. I wnnted to And things out for myself, nut everything they found I wanted to do, they told me I mustn't. They were afraid I waa going to be like you, and they were trying to break my will. Sho paused to They didn't, though. smile at him. "I gueaa I turned out like you, after all. : 1 ' j ; ; ; BlU BcvtldLs I Velvet d Bless your heart s,. pencils all At Dculers Supreme iu their chug. As Smooth as Velvet. Write for trial gample 'American I .rail Pencil Co, New York Mmkmi fllvfnmuiu I'MM Nutt he murmured. I Bees Not 8o Busy. honeybee's work consumes nliout and at tha Invitation of her hands ho hulf the hours of daylight, the remainbent down and klsaed her, she holding ing hoara of the twenty-fou- r being him, for n moment. In n tight embracm spent In rest, according to teats made Then alie pushed him away, and with by the United States IVpurtuient of her pal ins blotted the tears from her Agrleulture. Hla vision of her blurred with tears, A own eyes. . Thumb Print. Indian chiefs In their dcullngs with the United Stntes government now uso tlie .linger and thumb print Instead of their wltiieiMcd mark. Tills applies only to those Indians who cannot rend or write. "I hated you once, ahe said, with a shaky laugh. "Oh, for yeara and years. Because you left me there with them. I didn't think I was going to love you when I got your letter. The reason I came was because you said I was of age and had a right to decide things for myself. I made up my mind I'd hold you to that. I thought If I got you sort of silly about me It would be easy to make you. I didn't figure on getting allly about you. But I hav and that'a why I've got to go away She Fled to Hsr Room and Slammtd the Door Bohlnd Htr. elf. Someone must have told her the slander In so many words. He'd man-ag- e to find out who Hie traitor was, If It was the Inst no, next to last thing he ever did. He got up, stiffly, feeling yld, and went out Into the passage on hla way to bed. Outside his daughters door he topped to listen. Until that moment It hadnt occurred to him to wonder how sho had spent the Intervening hours Had they been as miserable for him? Had ahe been for her weeping quietly over her own defeated hopes? The thought brought lump Into hla throat. It was Sho wasn't weeping now. dead still In there. Then came her Is voice, young, clear, unmuflled. Hla own would not that you, Dad? at once respond to command, and aht went on, If It la, come In." It was an Invitation , he'd never had, nor ought, before. aa 8he switched on the night-lam- p he entered, and patted the edge of the bed aa the place where she wanted him to alt. When he waa aeated she held out both hsmts to hlin, displaying the full length of her here anus were upon them both, Ilia finger-prin- t In the livid discoloration of bruises. "Good lawd. Trix," he cried, aghast, did I do tliet to you?" She nodded with a smile or friendly mischief. "I hrulee awfully easy. she explained. Soiurtimea when it huxn't hurt at all. it's been kind of lucky, In a wny. It kept grandfather nnd Ihe rest from getting rough with me. me except by They never puni-lie- il shutting me up. ami 1 could uxuully get out, somehow." You can't go hHck to that. he said. Wlmt Hie devil do you i I he roared lit her. She soberly. "I No," she admitted, wiiHied no breath answering; her couldn't go buck there, even If Mr. going to marry purHise was to break Whittington wasn't Bill 1 call go hack to Hollyout of Ids grip. Iler teeth were locked, mother. her face Hushed, her eyes blitzing. wood. I'm practically sure I cun get You listen!" lie went on during a a Joh then1." Then you cau't forgive me?" he If you punting lull In Hie struggle. were a hoy you'd get the lineal licking asked. of your young life for saying it thing (if eniirse I ib!" She seemed It wim at Hie question. like Hint. Being a girl, you oughtn't It seemed to know enough to say It. But this Is mostly my fault, anyhow. 1 the fin-t- , nnd don't you ever forget It : aa If I Jut had to get you nind. But I'm Jennie MncArthur is us good u woiimn don't know why- - exactly. us your iimilier Is. And for niiythlng crazy hImmii you. I hul. I think you're 1 know- - nhuut It one way or the oilier, the most wonderful imin In Hie world." Then why." he demanded, do you You little Mr. Williamson Is too wlldi-ntabout going off leaving me? I it lulk let and I'll you Stop lighting Just because I w.tided to hire a comgo." sudden panion for you?'' But with an unexpected She stirred uneasily at Hie question; wreneli that pulled him a little off lisl-i- i nee. she broke unity. " don't live it wasn't one, apparently, that she hud 1 could to slay here," she panted from the a categorical ur.swer for. mothwell on with have I Califormy enough to hack can got go doorwHy. nia. I've got the rest of that thousand er," she said at last, "If grundpu and dollars where you can't find It." An- grandma hadn't kept hutting In lilt Hie other sob got In the wny of whatever time, putting Ideas iuto her head and more she had to tell him, and she fled muking her go hnek on things she'd I hate nimoy, Interfering room and alsutined the door promised. Ito herher. So when people, whoever they are-by Hie "Oh, It Waa Just a Wrong Number. Fill DAY. JAM' All Y again. He tried to protest that this conclusion was nonsense, but she wasn't ready to hear him yet. "I'd hate any governess you hired for ms. I'd hats anybody w ho told you tales about me or advised you what to do with me. I wouldn't mind. If I didn't love you. I'd get what I wanted, somehow Just did at home. But the way I nlw-aI'd be treating you llko that Because you aren't like them. She was weeping now In a way that made continued speech Impossible. She sat erect und clung to him. "Oh, Dad, she walled, "I don't want to go. Until ahe waa quiet he held her without a word, but when the soothing of his hands had had Its affect, ho I aid, "All right, Trix. You win. guess I've been a fool about It I hope so, anyway. But I can't let yon go. Not after thlal" Her eyes were luminous through her tesra. He'd never, he thought, aeen anything ao rapturously lovely. 'Ton mean It, Dad?" she cried. "You'll let Itun your uie be a real grown-uphouae for you, and everything Llko Margaret Craven does Henry's?" He roared at that, and ahe laughed with him, hut at the end of It ahe asked, for reassurance, Really, Dad?" It's on the level," he told her, soberly. You ran write your own contract, little girl." There waa another hateful echo In that, and It was a moment before her enthusiasm got an appropriate response from him. She ahook him by Hie shoulders. Suy you think It's goshe commanded. ing to be wonderful, "Yes, my dear," he said, I believe it is." ? BAYER SAY when you buy-f- le Proved safe by millions and prescribed by physicians foe Colds Headache Pain Toothache Neuralgia Neuritis Lumbago Rheumatism Bayer package Accept only which contains proven directions. xi-i- A . b fb, trmd uil of (inf Ilandy "Bayer" boxes of 12 tablets. Also bottles of 24 and 100 Druggists. UiBHfSctue of UnaasoctlcseUester of Ssllsjllcseti There were u number of heroa man may be the architect of his help among tlie Biblical character!, bo Dunlel waa the only one lionized. own fortune, but lots of people him lay up Hie walls. Tlie average hack yard by any otho In honorable dealing we must consider wliut we Intended, not what we name would Inspire no luudscap laid. painter. e surprised Joe by coiiilng to him with un Idea about flax. An eccentric gentleman farmer he knew had been talking to him and, more or lean, frightening him about It. lie was a retired wholesale grocer, by name, and he had a big place out on the Fox river. He devoted an energetic leisure to the cultivation of hobbies, nnd he'd been experimenting. for the past two or three )eiir. with the growing (if Belgian flax, the plan being to process It by hand and provide a domestic winter occupation for farmers' wives. He wii bitterly skeptical nboiit Joe's project for making tiny use of Amerl-ca- n John Williamson MOTIIFR Fletcher's Castoria is a pleasant, harmless Substitute ior Castor Oil, Paregoric, Teething Drops and Soothing Syrups, prepared for Infants in arms and Children all ages. 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