Show t I it andmtfJLxwo s A© Peggy THE STORY THUS FAR: Jm Mnounced that Alicia wai iei tng her place and he wae foing to marry her They would Uvo with Meran Aiala they quarreled and Met went out Into the alfht In he alone on the rldfe Tom FaOoa etartled her ae be walked Into the moonllfht near the rock She told him of her father and Alicia and the demand! to cell the farm He talked afala at hie wife and how iho went ta placet when a son was bora dead She was sorry for him The house was dark and Silent when she returned She was half asleep when the beard a sound and tiptoed to her father's room He had Jut returned from another “walk" and rudely commanded Meg to re to bed CHAPTER X It was after one o’clock so she knew that her father must be asleep by now in the dark and She undressed She felt a little slipped into bed ashamed now of the violence of emosent that had tion her flying from the house to the Ridge In the face of the grief and heartache that Tom r hours carried with him of the day seven days a week her own seemed trivial She was half asleep when she beard the downstairs door open and her father start up the stairs There was something the in the stealth furtiveness of his tread on the stairs and the way he opened his door Inching it shut that roused her more than noise would have ' done He so seldom bothered to be careful He walked about noise Into the house and up the stairs and Closed his door forcefully no matter what time he came in but tonight be had crept so cautiously that she was puzzled and she slid out of bed caught up her cotton crepe kimono and stepped into her bedroom slippers She listened at her father’s door and when she heard only a soft and sound she rustling tapped asked "Is that you Father?’’ ’’Who the blazes did you think It was?” he snapped at her "I was afraid it might be a burglar—’’ “Oh for the love of —what the devil would a burglar want here? I fell asleep over my paper downstairs and tried to get upstairs without waking you Hereafter I’ll see to It that you are awakened” There was something odd about his voice that she couldn’t quite distinguish He seemed to be breathing hard as though he had been running or were laboring under some terrific excitement bed!” he called to her and she turned and went sharply back to her room It was near noon the following day and Megan was busy in her perennial border along the walk resetting some clumps of phlox and out some of the other thinning too that were taking perennials much room for themselves when a sudden sharp scream of terror rent mild air the peaceful Megan Jerked to her feet as the scream came again— from the direction of Alicia’s house and now she saw a girl whom she recognized as whose father owned Betty Hendrix down the come stumbling S dairy wringing path from Alicia’s house her hands and screaming ’’ — "What in the world somebody asked! One of the men ran up the walk to the house stepping over the had milk pail whose contents splashed over the porch and looked door of Alithrough the cia’s bouse He gave a yell and stepped back close and crowded Then others looked in and Instantly stepped back a received as though they had blow The first man who had reached the place— Bill Logan it was — pulled the door shut and said sternly "Mustn’t anybody go in there till the police Might mess up a clue or get here go call the Somebody something law” What’s hap"But what is it? for Pete’s sake—” pill pened? as usual one of cried Mrs Stuart the first at the scene of any catastrophe or unusual event in Pleasant Grove been — mur"Mix’ Stevenson’s dered” said Bill swallowing hard and looking a little green moment of There was a stunned silence and then a little buzz ran and the word around the crowd was the only word that “murder” in that buzz could be distinguished Fiddlesticks Bill Lo“Murdered? gan— you read too many o’ them stories" snapped Mrs mystery Stuart thrusting her way forward got hurt— “Maybe Miz’ Stevenson’s Get away from that an accident We ought to door and lemme see see how bad hurt she is” “She’s dead!" Bill said grimly and Mrs Stuart saw the greenish “Ain’t no tinge to bis sallow face mistake about that And the police always want to be the first ones to been there’s where a into get place So I’m standing right a murder here till the cops get here and there ain’t nobody going in till then” Megan stood at the end of the walk still holding the sobbing Betty doseBetty was stammering her voice choked with sobs “I brought her milk like 1 always do and I stopped st the door and I said it's me Mrs Stevenson— can i corns in?’ And when she didn’t say SEWING Megan was too shocked too appalled at what had happened and too busy trying to soothe the hysterical girl to realize that Annie’s dark face was ashen or that her eyes were wide and the whites Anshowing to an unusual degree nie’s mouth was tightly folded and she said no word as Megan and Betty reached the porch But Annie’s hands were kind and gentle and between them she and Megan were able to get the girl into the house away from that rapidly crowd across the road increasing out of reach of voices that were with excitement sharpened and curiosity The day crept on somehow Megan and Annie turned Betty over to her family and the house grew quiet Neither Annie nor Megan was because disposed to talk Megan she was locked fast In her sick shaken thoughts Annie for reasons Then others crowded close and looked In and instantly stepped back as though they had received a blow of her own that she had at the moment no intention of revealing to be Megan was too furtive aware of Annie’s curious glances as they went like automatons through their regular daily not a household chores Probably Grove sat down to a in Pleasant what food was conmidday meal sumed was taken more or less on So it did not occur either the run to Megan or to Annie to wonder when Jim MacTavish did not appear for the meal Tom stopping on his way from school to pick up his daily supply of milk and eggs paused for a moment to say distressed and unhapI can't py “It’s a terrible thing help feeling terribly sorry for her— She must have been alone there terrified" Megan said in a small strangled voice one band at her throat “Ob —don’t!" "I’m sorry” Tom said compas“It must have been very sionately unpleasant for you all day with that mob—" "1 hated her— and now she’s dead —and I'm so ashamed" Megan con“I didn’t even try fessed humbly Maybe if I had—” to help her for goodness' come now “Oh “You must sake” Tom protested not give way to such thoughts! You’re on the verge of becoming morbid” “They say it happened before midtold him thickly — she have might if I’d been at screamed— perhaps home—’’ Her voice broke and she was silent her teeth sunk hard in her lower lip her eyes sick and dark with horror frightened Tom came into the kitchen and put his hand on her arm and gave “Stop that!” he her a little shake “Even if you had ordered sternly been at home —even if you'd been down here in the living room you And in could not have heard her your room upstairs at the back of the house —can’t you see how foolish you’re being darling?" The little endearment slipped out Yet the moment the second after it had been spoken it seemed to crash in both their ears with the sound of His face went white and set doom and his eves were tragic night” Megan "Perhaps she her breath and Megan caught looked up at him her eyes wide and There was a Incredulous dazed pause between them that could have been a mailer of seconds yet to each of them II seemed to streten eiitllt'aiy his voice harsh and Tom said said 'darling'— 1 very low "Yes have thought it often enough” “Oh— not” Megan said in a small choked whisper Tom straightened His face looked as though it bad been carved out of granite “Of course not — it never happened! I didn't say it— I never even think Forget it will you?” said Tom in that barsh strained voice He took up the milk and the basket of eggs and went swiftly out of the house The sound of his footsteps on the old walk were the most final sounds Megan had ever heard in all her life She stood bad died one until the last listening to silence and then she leaned weak and shaking against the cabinet behind her and put her cold trembling hands over her face She became conscious of Annie's said very when Annie presence her old voice gentle and quietly warm with tenderness "Yo’ paw done come honey” She was too dazed to wonder how long Annie had been there to wonder how much of that taut little scene Annie had witnessed Somehow that didn’t matter at the moment She only knew that she must accept Annie’s words as a warning and pull herself together before she faced her father He had gone directly to his room She heard him moving around up there as she and Annie finished getWhen he ting supper on the table came down he was freshly shaven He and his shirt was Immaculate had bathed and shaved and changed before supper as he had done ever since she could remember It had been one of the things that as a child she had been proud of When she had gone home to supper and to spend the night with some school friend and the school friend’s father had come to the supper table a stubble of beard on his collarless tired face still wearing the grimy clothes he had worn in the field she had thought always of her father with pride if not with affection He came into the dining room and when he had moving wearily seated himself he looked straight at 'her across the table and said “Yes I know about it We sternly won’t discuss 11 if you don’t mind” ac“Of course not” she answered cepting the dish Annie offered her and serving herself without in the food was the least knowing what to eat without the She managed faintest awareness of what she was eating Her father was equally silent He was pale and there were ba?g$ri circles his eyes and his beneath hands were not quite steady And she did not know when the evil staggering thought began to creep slyly when she began to into her mind remember the unusual stealth and caution with which he had let himself Into the house last night the the stairs on way he had climbed the way his door had closed tiptoe behind him the thought Suddenly stood clear and hot in her mind: where had he been? it (TO BE CONTINUED! roch Sicle-dullo- uniorS I i VOU would think that Tom Yaw- key owner of the Boston Red Sox after spending so many millioni and waiting so many years to win a pennant would now be a happy carefree man from what we hear Yawkey uSuaHy a cool calm individual in the face of is now any crisis nervous as a cat on a hot stove His team has shown no sign of the Jitters but Owner Yawkey has He apparently can’t believe that his dream has a most excellent chance of coming true As a sportsman in every way and a real lover of baseball winning a major league pennant became one of Yawkey’s obsessions years ago Money was never a barrier along the pennant road It is estimated that the Red Sox owner has unloaded over $3 000000 for the exclusive purpose of finishThe amount may be ing in front considerably higher But his pennant dream kept turning into a nightmare Something always happened and it was usually to the Yankees reIn the meanwhile Yawkey fused to weaken much less to quit He also stuck to his manager Joe Cronin where the Red Sox under average baseball ownership would have known four or five different managers in the last few years While it was known this early spring that the Red Sox would be good the Yankees and the Tigers were also in the picture The Yankees with Joe Charlie Keller Tommy Henrich Joe Gordon Phil Ruzzuto Snuffy Stirnweiss Bill Dickey Nick Etten Johnny Lindell and Spud Chandler shaped up ts a formidable looking outfit on both attack and defense The Tigers too looked dangerous Many Uncertainties The Red Sox at the time had several gambles to face at first at third and their pitching staff They had Tex Hughson and Boo Ferris were uncertainbut the others ties just as Yankee pitchers were You can unoutside of Chandler derstand during those March days at Sarasota on the west coast of Florida why Tom Yawkey should have been a trifle on the jittery side Tom was — but Joe Cronin wasn’t although Joe knew this had to be his year Cronin refused to make any predictions beyond saying this: We’li “We’ve got a good bail club a battle” give anybody Now past the midsummer spot with a long lead and the best ball club you would feel that Tom Yaw' key at least should be able to take a deep free breath and relax In basebaU’s greatest year so far as attendance and public interest goes with something close to an all She set her teeth hard to keep star team in one corral every one them from chattering and locked connected with the Red Sox should her handa tightly in her lap She no be able to stand up and sing "Just a rain around the corner there’ longer could go through the mechanical motioni of putting food into her bow in the sky” or "Happy days mouth of forcing beraelf to swallow are here again” while the evil thought crept through All of Boston outside of the YawHe had aaid when she key office her mind are humming these called to him through his closed cheerful tune After sll Boston door that he had fallen asleep over one of the cradles of baseball has his paper in the living room but gone 21 years without a pennant she had known that he was not tellBoston kept looking back these 2 For there had been years to the days of Long Lowe ing the truth no glimmer of light anywhere in and Tenney Kid Nichols Hugh the house when she had come in Duffy Big BUI Dlneen Smoky Joe When she had come ini Wood Corrigan Speaker George It had been after one o’clock when (“Duffy”) Lewis Hooper including she had come in George StaUlngs’ miracle Braves of That mysterious 1914 by which a secret whisgrapevine Boston also could look back to a pered in the kitchen of a house at one end of town will reach the farburly fellow by the name of Babe thermost house on the other side of Ruth and a great squad that Harry Frazee sold to New York to make town in any small place like PleasIt was Bosant Grove reported that the doc- the Yankees famous tor felt Mrs Stevenson had been ton that gave New York its Yankee killed sometime between ten o’clock fame— Ruth Pennock Jumping Joe And she and midnight! Red Ruffing these and Megan Dugan But Babe Ruth was had been on the Ridge many more MacTavish For 10 years the Yankees with another woman’s husband from enough without Babe Ruth in his prime eleven o’clock until almost onal would have been just another ball Her father had come io the club A good one— but not a great one house a bit later The silent meal ended and h When helped Annie clear the table Annie refused her help with the dishes she went reluctantly into the living room where her father had already established himself with the which he had weekly newspaper When she came read last night into the room he was sitting staring him his face white before traight and still his eyes bleak and frightened She came then and sat down in the chair opposite him in front of the small cheerful fire and took up And then her basket of mending she saw that her father was watchout of the corners ing her covertly and when that ahe of his eyes his eyes looked straight at him dropped almost guiltily to the paper She put down the aewing basket Her mouth was dry her throat felt with horror anc a creepconstricted ing fear bred of that alow evil thought was spreading through her almost as thougn mind Suddenly someone else spoke the words she asked in a fearful whisper “Father —did you do It?” PATTERNS Jrim lAJaislecl behoof 2)raJJ for n WNU RELEASE I opened the door — and nythlng she was lying there— all bloody—” Megan urged her across the road and to the porch where Annie stood and watching listening i! 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