OCR Text |
Show brTAaMnr I V UKCJte -- THE SMITHFIELD SENTINEL, SMITIIFIELD, UTAH host: Copyrifht bf Bn Ann WBliiu WMU Mnnk Well, n Katherine of eronleo In tho of Liberty, Hslns, Jim Balndluo llatone. to tho hlitory of tho neighbor-la- s Boitllo Valley Ite poet trasedlei, Ite euperb flablnn streams, and, above all. the myotorloua, enticing "Huldy," wife of Will Ferrln. Intereeted, he drives to tho Valley for a days fishing, though admitting to himeelf hie chief desire Is to see the glamorous Huldy vll-la- Ferrln. PROLO GUE Continued 2 He saw a solitary g on even this dark. crossed the Valley and was In baste to swift-beatin- anter scene. c crow, silent, wings as though bird only because It must, come to a pleasfly-In- And Saladlne was not cold; yet he Shivered. Then he laughed at his' own uneasiness, and loosed the brake, and between a double screen of tangled trees and underbrush on either side of the road, began the steep descent Into the unknown. Sometimes In the deep forest the adventurer will come upon a hidden pool. Its quiet surface mirroring the trees and the clouds across the sky; and to cast a stone Into such a pool is to start a widening circle of ripples, so that every rock and root slung the banks Is washed by the disturbed wa- ter. Hostile Valley was like such a hidden pool. Whatever strong currents flowed beneath the surface, the lives here were nowadays outwardly serene; yet they hung In a precarious balance. Ssladlnes coming was the rock thrown Into the pool, sufficient to upset this balance, to loose deadly forces, to precipitate a climax long delayed. Ills simple coming would set all In motion, and by an Inevitable process destroy two lives; or even three; while at the same time It enriched and perfected ethers. But Saladlne, though be was full of a lively curiosity, bad no prevision of what was to come as he drove now down the hill. CHAPTER I The pot which boiled over that day In Hostile Valley had been years brewing; two years, or twenty, according to the point of view, nuldy Ferrln may have been Its chief Ingredient; but Jenny Pierce had also a major part In what ensued. Jenny had never lived for long In any other world than this deep glen. It was almost twenty years since her father died ; and her mother sold their farm In Liberty and came, with Jenny In her arms, tqr lodge here with old Harm Pierce, who was Jenny's grandmother. Harm Pierce, before their coming, dwelt alone. In one half of what bad been a farmhouse of some size, on the eld Haven place. The house Itself was built by her father long ago. When he died, her brother Win, who had a wandering foot, and who had never spent more time here In the Valley than he must, wished to sell; but Harm Pierce would nob I was born In this house and I'm a mind to die here," she told, him stoutly. "Half of It's mine, and hairs yours. You go on and sell your half If you want; but I aim to go on living In mine." But obviously It was Impossible to sell half of a house; and Win Haven raged at her obstinacy. She remained unshaken, and the result was one of those quarrels which become more bitter with years, which grow and thrive on their own acrid Juice; The house and the farm they divided half and half; by a straight line drawn through the very middle of the house Itself; and since then, Harm Pierce kept rigidly to her half and her brother maliciously allowed hla side of the house to molder and decay. He made no repairs, gave the rotting boards no preserving touch of paint ; and he refused to permit his sister to remedy hla own neglect She boarded off her aide of the house; walled off her half of the cellar; nailed up the connecting doors. Jenny, as she grew older, for a while used to Imagine dreadful things lurk log In the other side Harm Pierce of this strange called It tho Win-sid- e house divided; and when windows fell out and doors sagged on their binges, she sometimes crept secretly Into the empty rooms to peer Into shadowed corners, and start and run at the squeak of a mouse, Till one morning, thus venturing, she found Win Ilnven himself In a drunken sleep on the floor, and fled In stark dismay, weeping with fright, to her grandmother. flood enough for you," Harm Pierce told her shandy. "You keep out of the Wln-eld- e of the house after this. Let him lay there and rot In hla own dirt If he's a mind." Thereafter, Jenny obeyed this Injunction, though sho eventually lost any particular fear of Win Haven. IIs was a restless man, appearing and disappearing at long Intervals, gone sometimes for months, sometimes for years. But always the day came when Jenny and her grandmother heard some stir of movement In the empty rooms so close to those In which their own Uvea were lived ; and old Harm Pierce would ay tartly: - . by VALLEY BEN AMES WILLIAMS SBB SYNOPSIS At obligation and responsibility Is a amily System Is Cracking of the unemployment great in Japan, Says Observer which palliative a modernized Industrial sys- that Win's back again! Jenny sometimes encountered him. He was already an old man, who grew older; yet there was youth In him too, and a vigorous spirit and a wise old eye. Bleared sometimes, by the life he led; leering sometimes with an appreciative glint si he watched Jennys young beauty passing by. But wise and keen for all of that A man with mirth and malice In him. Sometimes, In his own side of the house, he sang far Into the night drunken, ribald songs, for the sake of annoying Harm Pierce with whom so long ago he had quarreled. e But as the of the house began to crumble, and the roof to leak, and the windows to sag, he enme less often. There was no decent shelter In the rotting rooms. Jenny and Harm Pierce might forget him for months Wln-sld- on end. The farm was remote, approached which led off the road that ran up and down the Valley; but even the Valley road Itself was little traveled. As long ago as Jenny's chlld-lioothe Valley was already a solitary place, with only scattered families here and there. The farm was hidden within a belt of woodland, halfway between the Valley road and the brook. Some meadow land Marin Pierce tended year by year, hiring neighbors to cut buck the encroaching underbrush, and to harvest the hay ; and she and Jenny made s garden sufficient for their needs. The meadows that were part of Wins half of the farm were long since gone back to birch and popple and young hackmatack; a youthful wilderness In this remote spot Jenny grew from a baby Into childhood. She never vividly remembered her mother, who died soon after they came to Granny Pierce's farm to live. Thereafter the old woman and the little girl dwelt here alone; and Jenny grew older. Harm Pierce was not a solitary, however; she had some skill with roots and herbs, and a certain healing power In her, and since there was no doctor nearer than Liberty village, folk hereabout were apt to turn to her to tend their lesser ills So visitors came not Infrequently to seek Harm Pierces ministrations, or to cut and mow her hay, or plow her garden, or merely for the sake of passing by. The old woman's sharp tongue was kindly, too ; her wit pleased more than It hurt And either from friendliness, or from a desire to keep her good opinion, neighbors did her a favor when they could. If a man were going to Liberty village for supplies, he was apt to stop by to ask whether there were any errand he might d& If a man had more apples than he could well market, he brought her a barrel. The bins In her cellar were well filled with potatoes and other roots, every fall; and when her cow calved, there were helpers ready If the need arose. Jenny, as she grew older, wore none of the shyness natural to farm children. She saw a surprising number of people, and met them In friendly fashion, so that even when a stranger came Into her life, she could greet the newcomer unafraid. Also, as she grew older, she took to herself the liberty of the fields, and the deep woods ; and she knew every foot of the brawling stream that from Carey's bridge came In swirls and cascades through a narrowing gorge, to relax in wide slug glsh pools as It entered the cedar bog a little below. Sometimes Harm Pierce went with her; or rather, sometimes when the old woman went searching here and there for the herbs she required, she took the child along, and taught Jenny to recognise all those plants which comprised her simple pharma ciocIa. Later, as she found It not so easy to get about, she sent Jenny herb-gat- b erlng alone. The girl learned from her grandmother some of that Infinite lore which the older woman had through the years acquired. Before Jenny was fifteen, she knew that If you wanted pullets, eggs you must choose for the hatching; that a piece of rod flannel wet twice a day with strong camphor will cure bumblcfoot; that ground tobacco stems will keep llco out of the liens' nests; that castlle soup and tobacco ashes make the best dentifrice; that borax, or the yolk of an egg mixed with soda, will cure dandruff; that s fence of heavy paper will Veep rut worms awa: from young plants; that wood ashes mixed with salt will seal the cracks In a stove; that sulphur is good for mange; that a laudanum drench will relieve colic. She knew an astonishing number of things potentially useful to her day by day; and If there were other things she did not know, she felt no lack of them. Une day In the spring of the year when she was sixteen years old, she saw Will Ferrln for the first time; and that day she ceased to be a child and was thereafter In her heart, without understanding the herself wholly change, a woman. Will was at the time years old; and Just past twenty-on- e he had lived all his life on his father's farm, sprawled up the slope of the ridge above the brook, on the east side of tho Valley. The farm was a good one, even though Its tilled acres worn contracted since the rid days by a byway blunt-pointe- of when Enoch, young Will, and hla three sons worked It welL It ran down to the brook, north to the road by Careys bridge, and east almost to the crest of the ridge. Will, when he could be spared the farm work, sometimes came to fish the stream; and he bad come on this dhy when Jenny saw him. Although It was no It needs only a little tracing and retracing of the same way, In wild land where no foot has trod, to leave a thread of trail along the ground. And Jenny would come often by this way, la the years that were to follow; would come thus to the brook and wait here on the chance that Will might find time for the fishing; would even cross the brook and climb the steep path beyond, and so go up through the orchard to the Ferrln farm for a glimpse of him. But now the way was trackless, and Will followed on her heels, lie said: Guess yo're Jenny Pierce. I never see you before." Yes, I be," she assented; and ahe added, with a glance over her shoulder: Nor I never see you. I'm Will Ferrln," he explained. She stopped as though In surprise; she turned, and looked at him, and her eyes were wide with wonder. "Will Ferrln? You live right up there T' She pointed. Certain." He was puzzled by her surprise. But she made no explanation, only nodded; yet It seemed to her Incredible that he could have been, all her life, so near without her knowing. There was already In her heart such certainty, and poignant bliss at being near him now. When they emerged Into the back pasture behind Harm Pierces barn, he came to walk beside her. The woods had been dark with shadow. There Is a peculiar Intensity and thickness about all the foliage In the Valley, which lends the forests a strange som ber gloom. But when they came out Into the open and the sun. It was with a lift of spirit In them both. Jenny, for no reason, smiled. Her head was high and proud; she brought him home to old Harm Pierce like a trophy, like a prize. They found the old woman in the kitchen. Granny," said the girl. Tills hero Is Will Ferrln, and he's got s felon on his finger. I told him you could cure It for him." Harm Pierce, brisk, black-eyewhite-hairewith a tongue, said sharply: Take It In time and I could, llowdy, Will. Lets see It If you'd had any sense, youd have come before now I" Jenny cried softly: "You already knowed him? You never .told me, Granny 1 Harm Pierce looked at the girl with swift probing, eyes, Told you?" she echoed. Why should . . ." She checked the question unasked, reading her answer In the girl's warm color and soft tones; and she spoke briskly to Will again. Its a bad one, she said, dunno as I can do It a mite of good, but you set down and we'll see I Will obeyed her, and the old woman, with another wise glance at Jenny, turned to the cupboard above the sink where many of her stores were kept, and rummaged there. Jenny said: "I couldn't remember what It Is you do, Granny." Take a piece of wild turnip," Harm Ilerce explained. There's some hero somewheres." She found It. I'll grate It up, and mix It with turpentine, and put It on that finger of yours, Will Itll kill the pain right away; and If It works the way It's s'pnsed to, It'll eat the felon out, too. Be a hole there tomorrow morning, dear In to the would be, by and by. great-grandfath- from down thus first great distance from the Ferrln farm to old Harm Pierre's narrow acres, the straight line ran through thick woods ; so till this day Jenny and Will, though they had lived for a dozen years within a mile or so of one another, had never met at all. Will came to fish a few of the drop holes In the gorge; and Jenny wardered through the woods to the strea inside, seeking here and then the springing herbs which Harm 1lerce liked to gather In the flood tide of June. Jenny by old habit moved through the forest silently, finding pleasure In surprising the birds at their plessant occupations, In catching quick fleeting glimpses of small creatures unawares. Sometimes deer drank warily at the streamslde, and once or twice she had encountered In the border of the cedar swamp a great moose, black and bulky In the shadowed wood, huge and faintly terrifying. She was no more a disturbing element In the forest than the creatures which lived there, and Will, his ears filled with the rushing song of the water as be fished, heard nothing of her coming. He had crossed to the west side of the stream for his fishing, so that his back was toward her when she first discovered him. She saw a tall, strong figure In blue overalls and blue shirt quick-thrustin- 8he Watched Him for a Moment and a battered old hat, the overalls tucked Into rubber boots that ended Just below his knee. She saw him, and paused a little way off, standing utterly still, leaning with one hand against a tree, motionless and yet not rigid, beautifully at her ease. She watched him for a moment ; and he lifted a fine trout out of the stream. It fell flopping by his side, and he dropped the rod to pin It with his hands. So doing, he turned sidewise to her, so that she saw bis face, hair and the ahock of under his hat, and his delighted grin. But as he pinned the fish, he uttered an exclamation of palu, and snatched one hand away and looked at It; ami Jenny, with that quick sympathy which all women have, came toward him. She was six paces off when he heard or felt her presence there, and turned and looked up at her; and his eyes widened In quick surprise, and then he said aomcthlng, laughing. And he got up, the trout In one hand, his rod In the other, and held the fish for her to admire. Handsome, ain't her he said. She asked: Did he stick the hook Into youT" Will was puzzled. No I" I could see you hurt your hand, when you grabbed him. Oh," he remembered; and he extended the hand which held the fish, turning It so that she could see an Inflamed and swollen Huger Joint. Got a felon," he said. It's sore as time I" She took his hand In her two hands, gently, looking at the felon. Granny can cure that," she said. If you'd come on home with me. Sol" he ejaculated, In pleased surprise. Can she now! I've heard tell that Harm Pierce la a mighty hand at curing Ills; but I thought a felon you Just had to take and stand It" She frowned In thought, with an amusing affectation of maturity. I've Just forgot what It Is you do," she confessed. But Granny, she'll know. And she urged: It ain't only a little ways through tbb woods to our place.' Will said heartily: Why, let's go along, then. Like trout, does she? Ive a couple here. You'll have to show me tba way." She nodiled ; and he fetched his fish from a moss bed where he had laid them under ferns; and the two young people went together through the woods back toward liana Pierce's farm There was no path; but there straw-colore- 4 The Choice of Millions BAKING POWDER KC Datable Aetlen Double Tested Manufactured by baking powder Specialists who make nothing but baking powder under supervision of export chemists. Same Price Today os 44 Years Ago 25 ennees far X9 Af You can also buy .11 x ounos Highest Quality M I L Ll ON SIP F B esn for ite if ounce can for tfie . Always Dependable 0UND i AV E 6 Yt O U R$G 0 V E RNM I ' NU $ ED IS GREAT, AND HOW if g THE FLAVORS BEST bone. (TO BE CONTINUED) d 'J tem and a rapidly growing population have brought to Japnn. But the family system is being snpiwd by muny and various forces, the influence of Christian teachings, the Infiltration of western moving pictures, which uiny be seen In every ' Jupancse small town; translntlona from the literature of the Weat, the steady drift away from patriarchal farming and handicrafts to largb nnd commercial enterprise, to mention only s few of the there Indlvldunllsm. "It Invests the head of the family obvious." with great liowcr over the destinies Burled and property of Its members, and at the same time Imposes on him s First Girl Where were you on strong sense of responsibility. It ts your vacation? Second Girl (listlessly) No man's frequent observation that the strongly developed sense of family land. The Jupanese faudly system, described by Mrs. Hugh Fraser, Pierre (.oil and other Kurucan visitors to duys. Is gradJapan In the pre-wually disintegrating, according to the Tokyo correspondent of the Observer of who explains: "This system, which still possesses good deal of vitality, especially In the country districts, presupposes an attitude toward life utterly different from that of Kuropenn or American First Peruvian Flag la of Red, White and Green Shortly after landing with Ms victorious army In Paracss bay (since then known as Independence bay) the Liberator San Martin saw the incompatibility of the old Insignia of Spain with the Independence of Peru, and thus, on October 21, 1820, he Issued In FIsco a decree providing that, pending the establishment of the Independent government, the flag of the country should be white and red, divided by diagonal lines Into four triangular fields, the upper and lower white, and the lateral red; In the center was a coat of arms formed by an oval crown of laurel with a sun within, rising from behind a range of mountains bordered by s calm sea. This was likewise the first cost of arms of Peru. The first Peruvian flag, states a writer In the Washington Post, Is the result of a sublime conception. In which were embodied the local traditions, an Indomitable patriotism and s lofty political aspiration. Bed symbolized the blood of the patriots, and white right and Justice. The laurel crown was the military representation of triumph and glory. The mountains symbolized the ndr Andean nation, emerged from the tranquil wutera of the Paclfle. the green of which expressed the hope of the Peruvians striving for a noble IdeaL The sun was the deity of the Incas, awakeulng from s strop of throe centuries. Famed for Festivals Japan's classical dty Is Kyoto, ones It was here capital of the country. that culture and art flourished, and la and around the city are hundreds of temples and historical sites. Although the effects of tiro and massacres have marked Kyoto, still It is hero thst Japan's emperors are crowned. . A Once Flakes, you'll you taste Grape-Nut- s cheer tool Youll love the flavor of these crisp, sweet flakes and find them nourishing. One dishful, with milk or cream, contains more varied nourishment than many a hearty meaL Tty it your grocer hot itl Product of General Foodz. stiie 1WEWROUSE MOTEL A Distinctive Residence An Abode IM renowned Throughout the West Salt Lake9s Most Hospitable HOTEL Invites You RATES BINCLS 92.O0tof4.OO DOUBLE $2.50 to 94 A 0 400 Roeau 400 Balks TEIE Hotel Newhouse W. E. SUTTON, Central Manager C1IAUKCEY W. WEST A list. Cen. Manager - ii |