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Show THE WEEKLY KEFLEX, KAYSYILLE, UTAH AmM. A A At .. . T ft ft seoh Greer and His Daughter at ft By HENRY KITCHELL WEBSTEIL by Th RebbWerrfll Co. 23 ULZ222221 THE OPEN DOOR i Joseph Oraer. a pirate of fifty, baring discovered a process of attracting fiber from flax atraw, la ana la director of a big corpoFor yaara distrusting ration. nan of affalra. Uraar haa played a Iona hand. Now holding what ha oonaidara the winning carda, ha la willing to aublat hla wtta to wealth. To protect hta own lataraata, Joa haa folated hta own Jennie MacArthur, aecratary, upon the company. Henry Craven, a bank clerk related to John Williamson, the millionaire backer of Oraera new company, la ' n offered by Wllllamaon the of treaaurar of the hew company, with the generally under-atoo- d purpoee of watching Oreer. Craven aecepte. Joe tella Jennie about hla wlfa, who la about to dlvorca him, and hla nineteen-year-ol- d Deal rice, daughter. whom he haa never eeen. He la planning to force the daughter Into Chicago aoelety. Joe goea to a week-en- d party at Wllllam-eoa'- e houee, where he meeta Violet. Jehn'a wife, and la atrongly drawn to her. He faaclnatea her. Beatrice arrlvea and father and daughter get acquainted. STNOPSIS- - black-bearde- d poet-tlo- CHAPTER Margaret explained), young girls of about her own age. After the buxzer had announced them In the vestibule, her hostess told her, swiftly, who they were. One was Imrothy. Williamson, whose father bad gone In with here In the new flax business. She had got hack, only the week before, from her school, Thornycroft, In the East The other was her particular friend, Sylvia Stannard When a telephone call took their hostesa out of the room, far quite long while, the vacuum got higher than ever. They didn't talk about men at all even with this opportunity, and leafrlce's attempt to Introduce the topic waa, as her Instinct had warned her It would be a blank failure. "I think Henry Cniven'a a peach I" Beatrice had volunteered, apropos of something that had been said about Margaret. "I had a lot of fun with him at dinner the other night." Then, uneasily aware that both the other Continued. IV Beatrice contented herself with a single sip at her glass; then carried It ver to her father. I ought to have dons this, last time," she admitted, confidentially, and he squeezed her arm In approval But when Margaret took a cigarette she helped herself to one aIsot She'd had a fortnight of assiduous practice end decided ehe could safely venture. He laughed at this hit of bravado, but didn't seem displeased Jibe felt It was a good beglnnlhg; her Tatlier's darting and the complete hostess were the two fronts ehe wished To present e double warning to trespassers. And as the evrnlng advanced she rained confidence that she was sucShe sat very ceeding wlF5 both. straight. In the high-hacke- d armchair which faced her father's, and f elf herself satisfactorily In the part. (The movies have their uses, after all. She'd learned a lot from Pauline Frederick end Elite Ferguson.) Anaon fortified her somehow; It waa the first time she'd felt him clearly aa an ally. But the great thing waa her father's look. Something came Into it.' whenever he Turned It upon her, that quickened her heartbeat. Ae long as he went on looking at her like that aha wee In no danger from anybody. Their hour In the drawing-rooafter dinner was really rather jolly, and one of her few conversational ventures, made In the course of It, proved a distinct success. Miss Craven had been admiring the big Sorolla, when (Beatrice asked, "Did yon ever hear of a painter named Carmichael Blair?" They'd all beard of him. It seemed. He'd had a show, enly a few months earlier, at the, Initiate. But why had ah asked? "Some of hla pictures are a little like that. I think." she said. "They aort of sing, just llks that does." -- In that moment she decided that without reserve, she liked Henry Crtven, Just for the way hla face lighted up over that remark. "You're perfectly right." he told her; "there's a real resemblance In Just that quality." He added, "Blair lived out In California for a while, didnt he?". She nodded. "He tried to teach me to paint once. But I wasn't much good at it" She had the satisfaction of feeling that she'd said that exactly right. So the evening summed up to a real Her comments on their success. guests, after they'd gone, were enthusiastic; genuine, as they concerned Henry, and so nearly In the same tone as they concerned Margaret that she didn't believe her father could tell the difference. But the little lunch Margaret had for her, a week later, didn't go off as well, and ahe came home from It depressed. vaguely resentful, and with her first misgiving of the woman's design upon 'her father again. Margaret's flat had been a ahock to her. She'd assumed that these people were rich. She wondered, uneasily, If her father had been taken In. Beatrice was the first of the guests to arrive, end during those first few minutes .while they were alone she had the uncomfortable tense of being under on trial to have It decided whether she would do! The questions (themselves were friendly enough. How ,dld ahe amuse herself during the long ihours her father spent at the office? (Margaret knew bow long they were. ;because of her brother.) Had she any itrouble finding her way about? Had 'ahe been ahopplng? Margaret would go with her If ahe liked, almost any day, and show her where well the right sort of things were to be found. !One could waste a lot of tlie es Swell as a lot of money In a strange 'city making all those discoveries for oneself. No, there was no harm In the questions only the glrl'a answers teemed, always, somehow, to give her away. The antral of the other guests.dldn't 'Improve matters either. There were only two of theta (It wasn't a party. ) wide-awak- e 'Hes My Cousin. Yes, Hes a Lamb." glrla were looking a hit blank, aha added, "You know him, dont you?" "Rather I" the Williamson girl answered. "He's my cousin. Tea, hes lamb." Beatrice flushed and looked away; It was as if a door had been shut la her face. There broke over Beatrice a wave of Home something like homesickness. had never been a place shed consciously loved. Shed never found much sympathy or aecurlty In It; nor anything better than meager and unsatisfying spiritual fare In the world that surrounded It But Its Inhabitants and their codes and standards were, after and Intelligible to her. These people were aliens. They left her out, not sp much from malice aa from the lach of any connective medium. She glanced round, desperately, at the clock ; It would he almost an hour before Burns would call for her with the car. Luckily, the other guests went earlier, and ahe experienced a certain relief at being left alone with Mias Craven. Just as she was leaving, an Invitation for a visit to tha Cape Cod cottage was extended In a way to show thnt It was meant and must he. In some fashion, dealt with. "Why, Its frightfully kind you," Beatrice said, "I don't think father means me to go away again aa aon as this Ive Just come, you see. But Ill speak to him about It." Do!" said Margaret. If hes going to be away himself any time this summer, up In the Northwest where they're building their flax factories, it might Just fit In." Beatrice awaited his return from the office that evening with an emotion that was more filial and domestic thHD snythlng she hsd felt toward him before. She'd hoped he would be early something he'd said thnt morning had led her to tfc'nk he might be- - but the better part of an hour passed before she heard Anson letting him In, and by then she was on the verge of tears. Unluckily, too. he came to her full of something of his own. He was very Jovial about It, whatever It was, and the hug and kiss he gave her, though vigorous and enthusiastic, lacked the tenderness ahe, for the first tlmet wanted. She released herself with a movement of petulance which caught bis attention. What's the matter with you?" he asked, llettlng lonesome? "I'll make It up to you now, though." his went on. What can you think of that It would be fun to do? 1 guess we've seen most of the shows, but If you want to repeat on any of them. Im game. And therea still time to We wont go downtown to dinner. ; you look great Just as stop you are." "You hate that red dress of mlne- I know you do," she said. I guess Her you're ashamed of me la-d-t' voice broke over that and betrayed the fact that ahe was crying. There was a long moment before be mads any response at all She had a sense of him, for she didn't turn to look, standing unnaturally still and not looking at her. Then, without warning, for ha moved lightly and tha all,-famili- to-vlr- rugs were soft, she felt his hands npoa mother has had i talk with her, any her. Of her weak resistance and her how. And she probably la all right, broken, "No. let me alone," he took though she may be a little high and no account at all. but picked her np mighty. Theyre all that, one way and bodily, carried her to Ids special big another. But, with them, the point Is, chair, and sat down In It, with her la It Isn't a bluff. They really are like his lap. that, not putting It on. They know "But your head down," he said, in they're solid, and thby dont give a hla. vibrant voice, "and cry as long as d n for anybody. "Take those Williamson. I didnt you like. And then, when you're ready, tell me all about It." understand 'em till 1 saw where they She didn't want to cry any more lived. Theyve got one of the most Indeed, surprised at being taken np beautiful places I ever saw, up at Lake like thut had checked her tears but Forest. Acre and acre of It I don't neither did she want to talk. She had, know how big It Is. And a house as for Just that moment,, no sense of big as a hotel. But It (flight be a grievance, against him or against the cottage for anything they care. world. Everything else was swallowed They have things as they like; do and dres as they please. Theres no one up in the sensation of hi comprehensive embrace; nothing even remotely to tell 'em what they shall do or what like that had. In the whole length of they aha'n't. her memory, happened to her before. "Well, we're going to be like that This didnt last long. Her conscious- ourselves. We are now, only they ness, so deeply submerged In this new havent found It out, altogether. Seme element, came floating to the aurfnee day well have a place like Williamagain. She was aware of the prickle son's. I'm not as rich as he Is now, of hla beard upon her wet face; ahe hut I'm on the way to be. expect wondered If he was smiling, theres some of them we'll find pretty "I expect it a Just lonesorneness dull and stuffy, but therere others that made you feel thnt way," he said, that aren't. I've found that out si and she noted, even then, something ready. On the whole, once they see forced In his ton of reassurance, as were Inside the fence, theyre a perIf he were managing a small child. fectly friendly lot. And as good a lot "Youve been sitting around by your- to settle down among as you'll find self all day, with nothing to do and anywhere. Well, and that's what were nobody to talk to. Well have to tackle going to do when Ive polished off this flux business." that problem somehow. She told him, without raising her The girl stirred impatiently. She head, that this was a had guess. It was standing at the window, looking hadnt been an unoccupied day at all out over the lake where a bank of Shed gone to a party. heavy clouds was coming up with a "Margaret Cravens lunch," he said, summer shower. "I know." (She was sure, tbougli, Her father rose and came toward that hed forgotten all about It.) "But her. "How does that strike you? he I guess you can feel lonesomer at a asked. I suppose Its all right to settle party than anywhere else. If things dont go Just right. What went wrong down some time, she said. Only that this time?" Isnt what Id hoped I'd do with you. I "Oh, nothing much," she said, over thought maybe we'd go off somewhere a catch that had come back Into her together, exploring like you used to. She wished he wouldnt Down In South America. I found some breathing. ask her questions; just go on, holding letters once that you wrote mother. her still. She felt, from the move- Long ago that was, when I was a lPtle ment of his heard, that he was smiling. girl, but Ive never forgotten the things "Did you wear the wrong sort of you told about. She'd have hated It hat?" he asked. all, of course, but Id love It Riding I guess so," she agreed, dully. over mountain-passe- s and crossing can"She as good as told me so." yons on rope bridges. Finding out Oh, d n I" she hoard Joe murmur. things; seeing things nobody else had Then, with an edge la hla voice, You seen. I wouldn't be afraid anywhere dont mean she waa really impolite with you." to you, unfriendly?" He was silent at that, and. from a Oh, no; she was all right," Beatrice glance she stole at his face, thoughmoment told him. She offered to take me tful For a her. Show me where I she believed he was entertaining her with shopping could get The right sort of things, as plea seriously, but, a the end of It Out In the middle of if she could see plain enough mine he laughed. ' with a gesture toward hr That, said, I werent suppose that what you I wish you would go the lake, with a gale blowing np, and think, too a rotten, little, leaky dugout. Paddling shopping with me." What makes you think I know any- for your cheap life; balling. And then a night on shore, without a fire noththing about womens clothes?" he demanded, but in a tone ahe recognized ing to make It with and not daring to as not serious. It hsd a joke In It for risk It If you had." He drew a deep "No, this Is better, when his private enjoyment Of course, hreath. hed probably bought clothes for all youve got your grip on' It" He turned to her. Well travel. sorts of women, but that wasn't the Trix. Weil travel a lot. Don't you ort of thing hed expect her to guess. "You want to taka np that offer of worry ahout that. Weil go to places hers." he said, after a silence. "Shes Ive never seen, any more than ypu d a mighty woman herself, Paris, and Madrid, and a place up In and she hasnt had much to do It on. I, guess, I'm sure she meant if in a friendly way. And ahe could give you the right dope about lota of things. I dont care whether It'a the right dope or not," ahe persisted. "I don't want her fe.fjjg me what to wear. I want you to." She slipped her free arm round hla massive shoulder. "Will you go shopping with me. Dad?" she said. "Youll know what you like anyhow, and tliat'a all I care about. He hugged her up tighter at that. All right. he said, It's a bargain. Weil go some day, the first chance we get." There whs silence for a while fitter thut. but he hadn't, as she Did hoped, done with the luncheon. she fiave anything else to say? he flve-roo- nj , breath-arrestin- g well-dresse- a Who?" "Why, Margaret Craven. She thought hed hesitated a little over the us of the name, Oh. nothing much. she told him. He waited for more; then he asked who else was at the party. It wasn't a real party, she sail There were only two other girls besides herself, tine of them was named Stannard Sylvia Stannard; she pretended to be crazy about farming. And the other was Dorothy Williamson. Whats she like? The question was asked on so different a note, with such an appearance of personal concern, thnt Beatrice sat erect and looked sf him. Why, he explained, she's Williamson's daughter, that's gone Into business with me. He' got a pictu re of her, a chalk, on the wail of his office. Very pretry girl I'd have said from that. Anyhow, I'd like you to make friends with her." Well, I'm not likely to" she said. "Shes little sn'p; that's And she Isn't pretty up-stag- e what she Is. that Is, not very. I got enough of her today to last me a long time." She rose from his knees at that, and walked sway, noting that he had made no effort to detain her. Look here. Trig." he said, at last, we want to get things straight. DonT want to make any mistakes right st the start. I think It's a safe bet that that girt will treat you all right when she knows who you are After her frc CHAPTER V A D stour. Simone Orevllle once spoke of a group of women, which had Included Violet, as perpetual tasters of sensations, mostly mental ; passive epicures, waiting to be made to feel She said she didn't know whether their precocity had exhausted them before they were ripe or whether they liad too many Ideas to leave room for anything else, but shed come to believe that an astonishing proportion of them, anyhow, went through tlfe passionless, frigid, missing the great thing altogether. As applied to Violet, this wsi pretty good diagnosis. If by Violet one means merely what Violet meant to herself the only Violet she knew or, until her thirty-nintyear, suspected the existence of. When, on that notable Sunday morning In May, shed had her first taste of Joe Greer, she'd consciously admitted nothing really had been aware of nothing that differentiated the experience from a aeries of forays to the pantry that went back twenty years, to her first experiment upon her boy cousin, Henry, undertaken during a summer tour the Prince and Craven families had made among the French chateaux. Her experiment with John Williamson, while It got from the fact of their marriage a social significance that was revolutionary and, she assumed, permanent, was not. In Its psychological aspect, very much more Important than some of the others. The first weeks of marriage had given her some appalling Hours, of fright, of revulsion, and of a incredulous wildly disappointment. But the subsidence of all this had been an acquiescence, a little ironic, but near enough contentment to pasa for U. So that was what it was like! Very well ; now she knew. John developed, under her spirited pruning. Into, really, an old dear; Jolly, lust a bit outrageous tow and then, always and sometimes sympathetic. She had an Immense pride In his weight and position In the community, and she was deeply Impressed y the discovery, once In a while, of something she couldn't make him do. she was "terribly fond of him." He was enslly the most Important tern In her landscape, but hed long 'teen, also, the most familiar one. A new Item especially If strange, almost nonstrous. as Joe Greer appeared to e was. naturally, a subject for !t estimation. John, thank goodneti, uu leritood this perfectly. It would have wen terribly silly of him, of course to make a fuss, though there wers msbands, Violet was well aware, who of waves of the Atlantic, Indian oceans by a French Pac,. 0 cer. It was found that the waves occurred In the Indian ocCan where thirty different waves avera-29 feet, the largest being 37 fUtt S nai nt Sophisticated as she believed herself Paddling for Your Cheap Life. to he and as. In the true sense of the word, she waa, yet. In the valid expe- rience of life, she was deficient to a degree that might fairly be called If her case were not so common inmng carefully nurtured American women. What she had told Joe. about iomg through life waiting for" a door 0 open and coming to the conclusion hat there was no door to the thing he wastin. had been, so far as shs new. merely a part of her technique. useful Item In her standard reper-'ory- . which could be counted npoa to' get almost any man. even the most reluctant. started. She hadn't the dimmest notion how profoundly true It per-ers- e, the mountains called St. Moritz, where they have winter sports. Weil u.ie a grand time, little girl, as soon as dare take my hand off this For a while Iil have to stick tight And thatil give you tune to learn the came Their game, d'you ee. Trix? lv cause they'te got one. and it has to he learned. You'll te able t gt:y u. when you get the. hang rf it. hettei than those kids you saw today. They were born with It In their 'mouths; they don't even know it's a game. If they ever had to learn a different one was. theyd he lost. But )'ou and I aren't like that. We can show em a few things they dont know, when the time Ths trouble with you Is thax comes. Well, how about think you art still In th you a bargain?" jungle." .Anson had come In to announce dinner, and was waiting, respectfully and rather spectrally, in the doorway, for ITO BE CONTINUED.) his employer to finish speaking a serious reply wasn't possible. Just then. A Good Chance. Oh. I suppose so," she said, but do yog think th without any ides that, la doing 10, torFriendVVhy will use your poem? shed signed a treaty. Poet Weil ) was In th office But they hadn't been tlon over ths I swiped his waste basket, so fc coffee-cup- s two minute hofors her hasn't any place to Orrw u. 1 Like All th Rest. terrible tragedy I9 reported from Suburbia. It appeara that a lady wrote to an evening paper to say that she. at least, had foucl th perfect husband. Unfortunately her letter was fever published, as the A ly tleman In question forgot to po-- t Europe's Legend. The legend concerning the nam'Lg 0 Europe is that a beautiful girl t, t name of Europa waa abducted bv j ter, In the form of a white hu,, carried to Europe, which continent px Us name from her. fc Cheap Enough! The flash ct lightning that ri; tie sky from horizon to horizon beautiful but, according to sc:crt.t.o calculations. Is worth only ubo,r np dollar. In terms of modern station service rates. An Old Pear Tree. A pear tree brought from KncianJ by Gov. John Endicott, of the Massachusetts Bay colony. In 1030, Is mu bearing fruit on the spot It was p.act-e- d at Davenport, Mass. Three Souls to Each Man. Among the natives of South Africa there Is a general belief In the split soul One tribe believes In three sou is on In, the head, another In the stomach, and a third In the big toe'. -- Home of the Chestnut. The home of the chestnut is in the Mediterranean region, where chestnut trees have been cultivated from eurly times. Must Do Bearing." Our nerves are out of order when we can't bear this or can't bear" that Were In this world to do a good deal of hearing. A Huge Topaz. 10 by 17 Inches, weighing A topaz, about 100 pounds, has been sent to the Field museum, of Chicago, by a gem hunter In Brazil In a Way. And do you know nothMissionary Cannibal ing whatever of religion? Well, we got a taste of It when the last missionary was here." h lid. 1 BT-ld- hat Largest Waves, rrom a series of observations yoa'"or-ttitngth- ft CorrW father, reverting t th abandoned theme,, proceeded on the asanmpUon that she had. "I'm glad you see It te he that way, Trix. Its no care nothing yon of things Ignorant about things that can neltherplease you nor hurt you. F . n thing that can can please hurt you, you want to know all about. It may Take this society chicken-feed- . not seem worth while; It isnt, until It can get you somewhere yon want te go, or keep you from getting there. If Tv had te It can. It's important of different of lots etiquette, study kinds. My lifes depended on It more than once. In some of the queer places fve been. On my knowing how to do the right thing with a mouthful of grub, for Instance. "Of course with me, now. Ita different. They, know I'm hardrbolled, and they suspect Im dangerous. Thats why they put Henry Crsren Into the company : to watch me. Henry I Hes all right, at that They know, soma of em, that I'm a better man than thev are. and they like me to he what they call Tmconventlonal. They have to like It, because they know I can get r away with It." "But you I want you to learn their game. You can do It: I've seen that already. But ltil mean watching em. learning their trick." Beatrice pushed back her chair and All right. Dad." she said, Tir rose. he good. Ill go with her to Cape Cod, or wherever It Is." She paused to shoot an Impndent grin at him. Yon see, she Invited me this afternoon. Made me promise to ask you If I might go. Then, laughing over his look of blank discomfiture, she came round the table and kissed him. But it wasn't the sort of kiss she'd had waiting for him at five o'clock that afternoon. No Limit to Vanity. There Is no limit to the vanity of this world. Each spoke In the wheel thinks the whole strength of the wheel H. W. Shaw. depends upon It. Quito a Difference. 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