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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER, HYRUM, UTAH For luck. Didnt yon ever see a ship launched? Its a contract party, as I told you," explained Rhoda. How 1 Is Prucfeinices OaMgter By ETHEL HUESTON Copyright by the the modern Bobbs-Merri- Co. ll Aimee Glorian, of the angelic sweetness, slipped at once from the table, and drew away Jerrys cloak, which she piled with the others on a chest near the door. "What wilt you have? She turned hospitably to the table, with its brave display cf bottles and glasses a nondescript lot, those last, of every con- girl This Is a story of love and heart In It. a interest without a villain their people, of everyday .tory of deli- -- a story problems and Joys; and cious humor, of cheerfulness a Pollyanna without optimism Ethel The stories of character. are immensely popular. Hueston Her Prudence, In Prudence of the Prudence Says So Parsonage. has beand Prudences Sisters, come one of the famous girls of fiction. But Prudence is no longer She now has a grown a girl. ta daughter and this latest book althe series is mostly about her, In It though Prudence still figures as joyously and as charmingly as modof yore. This daughter Is a em girl, typical of the times and enlike so many girls of today gaged In a search for what she calls freedom, soul expression, etc. The story opens In Greenwich Vilheclage, with Its picturesque and tic life. Then the heroine, having learned several things about life, Yet goes back to Dea Moines. true love seems to be the aame-whet- her in Greenwich Village or Des Moines. CHAPTER I Jerry Was Not Deceived It was lacking but twenty minutes y midnight At the top of four steep flights of dusty stairs I the studio apartment of Carter Blake was ringing with unaccustomed blaze I and blare of wild hilarity, supplanting I the dull drab of steady si.' very at the (easel for the first time in nearly two I of stag-Igeringl- ( years. At twenty minutes to twelve the gayety was at its height On a stool in the center cf the room a small phonograph shrilled out the I melody of the latest tango, and three couples danced intermittently about stopping at will to light a cigarette, It I to I table, drain a glass from the tray on the or to join for a moment in th j conversation that went on among the I others scattered nbout the room. Among the cushions on the wide her feet crossed beneath her, startling gown of orange and black, a girl with vividly reddened hair, with crimson cheeks and impec cably painted lips, leaned drowsily against the shoulder of Korzky, the young Russian sculptor, her slender profile lifted to his face. In her slim, nervous fingers was a cigarette, which ahe held first to his Ups, then to iler 0,vn. with easy Impartiality. In. the window-seaalone, strumming soft southern melodies on a banjo, In discordant defiance of the blatant jazz, half reclining upon the cushions, lay Mary Donya, a glass on the window sill at her side, a cigarette dropping futilely away to ashes In a tray, while Ahnee tllorian perched like couch, a In t, pretty, angelic the heavy, imp on table against the wall, her fair face seraphic in Its gentle sweetness, swaying to the rhythmic motion of the cocktail Bhaker, of which she had proclaimed herself officiating goddess. At twenty minutes to midnight, a yellow taxi stopped before the entrance, four flights below, and Rhoda ha Faye, In a golden cloak, her golden hair an aureole in the reflection of the bright street-light- s, sprang out at the instant of its stopping, her sharp eyes n ffie registering meter as sh said; One seventy . Right I She hurriedly one-doll1 ills pressed two ar Into the hand of the driver. . Come, Jerry she cried, with the quickness that characterized her every ord and motion, and thrust out a ervous, hurrying hand from the folds i her cloak. 1 Fairy Geraldine Harmer gasped it eagerly, almost shyly, as she Allowed breathlessly up the four long of stairs to Carter Blakes the top floor. bp?,1'.? da llfte3 the knocker, let it fall an waItng for no response, Pened the door and ran In, drawing her- were greeted th a burst of merry laughter, noisy ertrande Rochester, aban-mnA!01116, the discussion before the pieInlu0111613 thenr mediately, catcl-Rhoda about the waist with a deft and wWrlInS ker unceremonl- onai ance around the pho- ungraph! guts on stu-W- o g - g w,r tfir a moment Jerry stood alone, an1 lovcly with glowing, eyes, and quickening pulses. "erry r"e cande I Jerry Harmer I Rhoda ,lghtly over her shoulder, Inter-tr- f what 8he would say by Be Rochester, who kissed her as danceL Awfully nice little 1'Fro,ni Iowa I We. wen to school Aether until I got fired I WNU Service direct and very earnest He lit a cigarette and gave It to Jerry, lit another for himself. Jerry had smoked before, In college for fun with the girls of her sorority, behind stuffed keyholes and carefully blanketed windows. That was mischief. This was another matter. But she took the cigarette when he gave it, tugged at It determinedly but with distaste, and was ashamed because she got smoke In her eyes, and because bits of tobacco came out between her lips. She wished he had not thought of It 6eemed Such idle waste smoking. to use those tender fingers of his for holding cigarettes. She liked that Intimate, boyish way he had of catching her hands in both of his when he You beautiful thing. said: Is is it your studio?" she asked, suddenly embarrassed because she said nothing, Your voice Is just like music, he told her, and the earnestness of his voice was almost like a sadness. But he smiled Immediately. I Lord, no wouldnt have it. Looks like a barn to me. I hardly know the chap. Some artist. Carter Blake his name Is nice fellow, he seems, too. They Just asked me to come along, and so I I Part One 1 love-makin- - . warn-ingl- y, smoke-cloude- d 1 five-yea- . , low-pitche- d, Just throw over the contract" Be ready now," cautioned Carter. It lacks but a minute." The clock on the mantel chimed the hour, and on the last stroke. Carter fired his revolver Into the air. Quick, whispered Duane In her ear. With a strong sure blow, Jerry struck the neck from the bottle and flung a stream of the golden fragrant liquor over the contract on the easel. g The others applauded gayly, their hands, crowding about Carter, to shake his hand In congratulation. The girls kissed him, many times, telling him how wonderful It was. and how happy they were. When Jerry was drawn up to him In the pressure about her, Oh. It Is Just wonderful," she breathed ecstatically, still but half comprehending what It was all about. But because the others did, and because he seemed to expect It, and Jerry would not for the world have hurt his feelings, she kissed him, It ceivable size and shape, and including three cracked teacups. These are orange' blossoms 1 am making them for myself, I cant stand Scotch plenty foi you, too, If you like, liuane Allerton Is mixing highballs in the kitchen. And theres apricot brandy with cream If you want to start easy. Duane, bring the highballs, the girls are here! she called, prettily imperative. Then to Jerry again, Youd better stick to orange blossoms with me three parts gin to a whiff of orange and you can love your wickedest enemy. Carter Blake has gone down for champagne. Hell be back In a minute. What I I hardly know. Jerry flushed, stammered a little, In some confusion. Aiinee swept her a quick, appraising look, and smiled In friendly fashion. I see, she said. You want apricot brandy with cream, and mostly cream, dont you? "Who called for a highball? Duane Allerton came In from tirt did. You seem so much at home the kitchen, laughing, his cuffs pushed high, a bottle in one band, a medicine way you go from room to room I Mixed, or thought perhaps you lived here. glass In the other. Duane smiled his pleasure. He liked straight I Aimee laughed softly, slipping her that type. Ingenuous, artless he knew hand cozily Into th curve of Jerry's what unerring pains, what constant alertness, it entailed for a girl to re- pretty, bare, white arm. Brandy, weak, oh, awfully weak, She hadn't registered she told him. when I called you. Thl3 is Rhoda La Fayes little protegee from the Middle West Jerry Harmer. Isnt she beautiful, Duane? Miss Harmer, this is Duane Allerton. Hes nice enough, but stupid. Hes In business. Isnt that disgusting? Duane, since Francy Isnt here tonight, why dont you take Jerry under your wing and make a little love to her? Youre so good at Like his looks, Jerry? Dont be bashful. If you see anyone you like better, Just say so. Youre company, so you can take your choice. "Oh, no really I think "Well, I think myself youre getting the pick of the party, Aimee agreed If Try him out, pleasantly. you dont like his method, bring him back and Ill give you Billy Sparr. And welcome. He does nothing but stand over there and measure chins and ankles with a pencil. Now show her n good time, Duaney. Give her bran dy, and keep It weak. She hasnt the slightest rudiments of a real thirst Aimee touched Duanes arm caressed Jerry with a light, fleeting gesture, and turned away to reach for a cigarette. Jerry lifted her blue, bright happy eyes and looked at Duane Allerton. He Put His Arm About Her and They With that look, she forgot the great Danced Twice Across the Room. room. She forgot the tain that pretty assumption of artless strange effrontery- - and the flagrant He admired one who could innocence. the the of the words, looks, intimacy do would take the trouble. one who it, attitudes, of those about her. She was It that most Intrigued the type and Allertons Duane eyes, gazed into him. a great happiness swelled In her gentle You are adorable, he said, and breast. his arm about her, he then, smiling, both He took her hands, hands, drew her Into the dance once more and smiled at her, seeming In that smile back Into studio. the Into to draw her physically, intimately, In the doorway they encountered the affectionate warmth of his charm- Carter Blake, hatless, his bottle of ing camaraderie. in a handkerYou beautiful thing he whispered. champagne - wrapped back. Just chief, coming Jerrys heart sang within her. Come on, quick," he called to them, He put his arm about her, and they without waiting for , introduction. danced twice across the room. Not the Youre girl from Iowa, arent one word could Jerry speak. Twice want We you to launch the conyou? she lifted her dark misty lashes, and the Heres tract champagne. Itll be lowered fhem quickly, thrilled with 4n a minute. midnight In his she felt the breathless pleasure The phonograph was turned off, and touch, in the light of his eye3 Intent the others straggled over toward the on her lovely face. corner. Carter Blake In the easel As they came up to the door on the it faced them and until It about pulled third round, he guided her neatly Into a saw printed contract securely they the small kitchen a scant and Impov- fastened it with brass thumbupon erished relation to the kitchens Jerry tacks. The ran quickly about the girls a to before came and had known stop to fetch the flowers from every gtudio the bottles on the rickety table. vase and Jar, piling them In a rosy You cant have a real good time heap beneath the precious bit of paper when you are thirsty. Aimee said on the easel. apricot brandy Its trash. It takes To launch the contract? Jerry was hours to get happy on It and then greatly puzzled. youre not. I know what you want, r contract with InIts his He filled a small glass for her, a Aimee, who explained ternational, large coffee cup for himself. Jerry stood near her. Picture a month for not at it It, liking daintily, sipped five years I Thats what the party Is barely able to repress a shudder of distaste. But under the warmth of for, you know, to celebrate the conhis eyes she steeled herself to Spar- tract They only signed this morning. They pressed more closely about the tan resolution, and drained It to the last drop. And rejoiced that she did easel, Jerry standing out before them so, because he smiled at her gladly, all, the bottle of champagne In her hand. as he tossed off his own. "Now, Just a minute," Carter Blake He put the glasses back on the table ordered In her bands and his briskly. Til Are the revolver took again, on stroke of twelve. , Then you the her. gloved upon You are beautiful, you are perfect- souse the contract " "jfoise It? Jerry was deeply anxly beautiful, he said. His voJm was caressing, his efat very ious, not understanding. - she to smash the bottle. Carter? Some one hastily brought an electric Iron from the kitchen, and Duane held It for her. He smiled at her anxions uncerBe careful! Hold the bottle tainty. away from you when you break the neck off; don't soil your gown I Then , clap-pin- too. Carter Blake, seeing her In that moment for the first time, amazed and delighted with her loveliness, put both arms about her and kissed her again and again, until Duane pulled him away, reminding him that he had signed but one contract and was taking the privileges of a score Then they had supper, a generous, conglomerate supper, erratic In Its variety, saudwiehes, Russian soups, strange things en casserole, quaint foreign pastries, Italian ices, and cheeses from every land. Duane and Jerry sat together, very close, very quiet, In the IV. makes your food do you more good. 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One especially, who inherited her mother's weak It cut Into a particularly long and There is no remedy I , stomach. sober silence between them when shi as Beecham's Pills. much as value Are an artist? said, you others without I tried have Duane laughed. Oh, Lod, no. Fm success." on Wall Street. And heaven knows Mrs. A. HUMPHRIES Its where I should be any place butl Methuen, Mass. Theyre fleecing me right and left. For FREE SAMPLE write B. F. Allen Co., 417 Canal Street, New York Who are? Jerry was almost reBuy from your druggist In tS and SOc boxes sentful In his behalf. For constipation, biliousness, sick headHeaven knows. Somebody. At least aches and other digestive ailments take It would seem so. Im getting the not on all ends. Im ragged edge of It I never catch on to slick enough. wwsHBfWMBE whats going on until Its gone. And me talk make too Dont late. then Its about business. Id rather go on thinkg The New ing how beautiful you are. After a while someone started tho phonograph once more and they danced. And he took her again to the kitchen, where she had a tiny highForTender Faces ball, which she barely touched to her EMOLLIENT 'MEDICINAL ANTISEPTIC lips, and he had a very large one, and another, and then another. And finalinNo Leisure ly, laughing at what he called her her he drained temperance, temperate Blinks How's business? glass as well. Jinks Good Im as busy as a can They were- a long time In the opener in a kitchenette. kitchen, laughing for no apparent reason, looking at each other deeply, with pleased and Intimate understanding, while Duane drank and smoked. When they went back to the studio, the lights were dimmer, the music softer, the voices more subdued. Aimee, with the face of angel sweetness, dancing by the door as they came in, released the tip of the bearded mans Ups from between her lips to call to them : Do you like him, Jerry! Pretty well satisfied?" And Rhoda paused In the midst cf a particularly daring rendition of the -tango to wave a friendly hand to her. Jerry flushed deeply, with the unFor Colds Headache conscious, instinctive recoil of her Innocence and her Inexperience. Her Pain Lumbago eyes clouded a little. But she smiled Rheumatism forgivingly. Neuralgia; Rhod&s really a very nice girl," Accept only she said apologetically to Duane. They are all nice, of course, I know Bayer package they are. But I have known Rhoda a Is she or, and really, quite long time, which contains proven directions she Is quite proper. Of course, Iowa Handy Bayer boxes of 12 tablets would be shocked Also bottles of 24 and 100 Druggists Duane drew her closer in hls arm, Aspirin la the trade mark of Bayer of Monoacetlcaclileoter of Salley licadd so that her breath, with the slight scent of her first highball, touched hls He did not leave her. The Some of the most disgraceful acts face. others came and went at will, flirted are performed by the most graceful here, and loitered there, but Duano Binners. held hls place at Jerrys side, kept her slender hands within hls hands, touched the elvety folds rf the seductive gown with tender fingers. And Jerry remained blind to the careless famlllarltj of it all, deaf to Its blatant noise, seeing hls warm eyes alone, hearing only hls gentle voice, feeling but the caressiveness of hls wandering 6 Bell-an-s Beechams Fills Freely-Latherin- Hiticura Shavingi Stick I Say Insist! Bayer - C I Mann-facto- rs Sure Relief touch. Hot water Sure Relief It looks as If Jerry from Iowa had plunged into troubled waters. Is she a strong swlmmer7 (TO BE CONTINUED.) EU.-AN-S FOR INDIGESTION 25t and 75 Pkgs.Sofd Cverywhfer |