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Show nhe SMLVEI I Mi SYNOPSIS JL sif"" birthday. Barbara, ambler ol Christopher Thorne, l3dp.H- o th. oy. ol th. "Jivei. amonf other presents, a 'f:Z Bruc. MacLain. youn, ! Barbara- Wi,b Bruc -h. ,oa. . V- thi sends at Provincetown. 2:l,.of..yp.b.y.-UHU fr,ho ks tvea, and th. song !bta. Her happiness turn to sorrow . b ftunu om. to learn her father irowneA Barbara feart aha and tolber. and .later will b. wPTated I Evie, Aunt Lola. Couain Julia, and I Herbert arrive and take charge of I Hannl been almost a mother to than, Barbara cannot think of Kit's x utura bruised in Uncle Herbert'a bold bj hi rough-and-ready cousins, I Ca. spoiled by her aaaociation with tAut UJ- Bruce urges Immediate iut. but that too, would mean sep-. sep-. Detperatt. the four Thorne plot & ava; te Barbara' godfather, "Un-SepteB" "Un-SepteB" Drake. He is a bachelor, forty i jli and baa vivid recollection of gn'i beautiful mother, whom he had 4 ajbttea year before. , , CHAPTER V Continued lie intruder was Aunt Edith. She s'a large, handsome woman who been known In her youth as itifnl Edith Drake." But that, 4as a long time ago. Aunt t, now, was comfortably stout i iraTed white hair, the hand i Drake nose and a fair smooth flexion. She was a Drake by 4 and a Van Wyek by marriage. fortunate combination assured fjf a prominent place on patron-;Jsts patron-;Jsts and the boards of charitable tiwzatinns. tier customary manner of assur-c$ assur-c$ was somewhat shaken tonight "Ina aren't ill are you, Stephen?" asked when she had closed the "Of course not. Why?" Stephen, iiii, was conscious of irritation. 'Sou were so long coming down. ."Bile and Robert are here." 1 supposed they were. I heard piano." .'; iunt Edith was uneasy, too, he n;M. As always, he found it toll to discuss Intimate matters $ Aunt Edith. The Drakes were : demonstrative. They lived with-ftemselves. with-ftemselves. 'ire you going to marry Emily tr she asked after a moment silence. 1 haven't asked her." Hot you mean to." before dinner tonight." Stephen w a moment of panic. He ed that he might recall the fc Too late. He had commit-t commit-t himself. ' Tmilj is a sweet unselfish girl. i will make you a suitable wife." It needn't change things." he 4 wanting to reassure her, want-Iteperatelj want-Iteperatelj to reassure himself, f s will always be your home." rhank you, my dear," Aunt drew his head down to the of her lips and lightly kissed 1 taw. i hope you will be tpy. kiss embarrassed them both, J beard, with mutual relief, the m of a car in the drive. rji Thomas." Aunt Edith 17 towari the door. We must a at once." Phen followed her slowly. The I'2 hi)?!c,returned- Tnat tl ? h!mse,f- He han't tl t lDt0 thIs situation. It J Wmg he wanted to do. But In n fPerSiSte1 ln sP'te clear-ft clear-ft HeW like a sail- f mtokin. 7" mc a Aartrf.; a orange un- r i oca, C . a s:roora"Em,,y Sti? Ld-fashioned, I'm Stephen felt the panic re- it, sLas.800the1 by Em"y "N to ; n the weam- m2J ornamenr 8 coral ?JSJ0S ro"ed. know thl? r816 smiled t0 TJ,.,UU nW change it In any Ste- Nat, r11 That at least room with (,h,!!',! "sewood and for ra iel was a perfect l BY. arry him horik mSV her. he f?3 for , lth m8culine tol-l"i!ri tol-l"i!ri "tte W8n0man', mantle . I flilite. .. . chwts. "Ion '4 3 k tn "icely i "fed her to marry FLUTE Lida Larrimore him It would make up for everything; every-thing; the girlhood she had missed, the pinching and contriving, being patient with Father when she wanted want-ed to scream and fly into millions of pieces. But she must be calm. She knew that her tranquility was her greatest charm for Stephen. She spoke of the concert they were to attend this evening after dinner. Natalie played the piano softly at the other end of the room. Robert King, her husband, big and blond and handsome, lounged against the piano, humming the tune she played, looking over her sleek dark head at Emily and Stephen. "Nat," he asked, "is Stephen going go-ing to marry her?" "Aunt Edith thinks so." "Don't you think we should Interfere?" Inter-fere?" Bob continued, his blue eyes crinkling at the corners. "He's slipping slip-ping fast Any minute may be too late. Let's yell 'Fire!" "Goose!" Her eyes loved blm, his shoulders, his eyes, his crisp blond hair. She and Bob were so happy. Bob 1 She felt bis love pouring over her, blotting out every thought uot centered ln themselves. "Darling !" she whispered, through light rippling chords. "Darling!" he answered, bending to touch her hair. Henry arrived with the cocktails. Emily sipped hers slowly, taking a very long time. Stephen fumed with He Wiped Away Her Tears With a Square of Fine Linen Which Had a Pleasant Smell. " impatience and then, when she bad finished, be was uneasy and urged her to have another. She shook ber head. He saw that her hands were trembling. Dear Emily. Tenderness stirred in his heart Aunt Edith was showing Professor Pro-fessor Trent the curios In the crystal and rosewood cabinet. Natalie Na-talie and Bob were looking through a pile of music, entirely absorbed ab-sorbed in themselves. It was an opportune op-portune moment to slip away. Stephen Ste-phen turned to Emily. . . "Aunt Edith's orange trees actually actual-ly bloomed," he said, trying to make his voice sound casual "Wouidyou like to see them?" "Very much," Emily said faintly. He was taking ber to the conservatory con-servatory I Did that mean anything? any-thing? It meant so much to her. She wanted to be married, to be cared for and secure. She wanted to marry Stephen. The orange trees stood !n painted paint-ed tubs, small dwarfed trees with glossy green leaves and clusters of wax-like blossoms. "Lovely I" Emily breathed, hiding her hot face among the moist leaves, smelling the fragrance of the blossoms. Orange blossoms I Surely that was significant "Lovely r she breathed to the carnations, to the small potted rose tree covered with pink-tipped buds. If she might stay here always ! Her eyes filled with tears. "You're crying." "I'm a goose." She fumbled for her handkerchief, hating herself for crying, wondering what he thought "Let's use mine." He wiped away ber tears with a square of fine linen which had a pleasant smelL Everything about him was so exactly right She wondered won-dered how it would feel to have him kiss her, and the color swept into her cheeks. Stephen saw the bright pink flush. Perhaps, for Emily, he was a real romance. The thought surprised him. It had not occurred to him before. Dear Emily I She looked young and appealing In the dim light of the conservatory. She would make him a charming wife. "Emily . . He drew her to him, felt her trembling In his arms. It seemed absurd to him now that he had ever felt uneasy about ask lng her to marry him. "Emily, dear . . . There was a sound of footsteps, a discreet warning cough. Emily slipped away from his arms. Henry, spare and elderly and tactful, walked toward them. "1 beg your pardon, Mister Stephen," Ste-phen," be said, coughing discreetly again. "But there's someone to see you, sir," . "Callers?" Stephen asked, annoyed an-noyed at the interruption. "Four children. Tbey asked especially espe-cially for you." "I can't Imagine" Stephen's brow was creased ln a puzzled frown. "All right Henry. I'll come." Henry took himself oft!. "Walt for me here," Stephen said to Emily. "I'll return as soon as I can" he lifted ber hand to his lips and added gently "dear." He was gone so long! Emily broke off a cluster of orange bios soms. The petals spilled from her fingers, drifted down to the floor. a a They stood huddled together In the hail, a weary, worn-looking little lit-tle group, surrounded by shabby luggage. , Who were they? Stephen wondered won-dered as he came from the shadows Into the light of the hall chandeliers. chande-liers. He was sure he had not seen them before. And yet the older girl looked familiar. She detached berself from the group and walked to meet him. a weary but gallant figure. In a velveteen vel-veteen Jacket and a pleated skirt "Are you Dncle Stephen?" she asked, extending politely a small, very grubby hand. Uncle Stephen! The name pronounced pro-nounced ln a voice husky with weariness caused Stephen's heart to stir strangely. The puzzled frown left his brow. "Yes," he said, taking the small band which felt cold and very frightened. "You couldn't be expected to recognize me." She lifted a pale face set with dark anxious eyes. "You haven't 6ee me since I was a baby being christened." "Of course I recognize you," Stephen said genJy. "I would have known you anywhere. You are my little fillet te." There was a sudden bewildering change ln the small heart-shaped face. The weariness vanished, the lines of anxiety smoothed themselves them-selves out The wide dark eyes shone like misty stars. The red lips smiled, a gay smile that woke a sleeping dimple. "You called me that," she said. "That's why we ran away." CHAPTER VI AUNT EDITH came Into the library li-brary as the clock chimed eleven., , "Well. Stephen?" she said. The "Well" demanded an explanation. explana-tion. Stephen rose from a chair beside be-side the fire. "Did you enjoy the concert?" he asked, hoping to turn Aunt Edith's mind from the disturbing events of the evening. He was In no mood for explanations. . "I can't say that 1 did. V may be a conceited old woman, but 1 don't flatter myself to the extent of believing that I was an acceptable substitute for you." "I'm sorry," Stephen said briefly. He seemed preoccupied. "It was rude, Stephen," she said. "Emily felt It. I'm sure." "I'm sorry," he, said again. This time the words sounded more sincere. sin-cere. Emily I He had forgotten her entirely. She had no part ln the thoughts which had occupied his mind since his unexpected guests had been fed and put to bed. "1 think she will understand," he said. "You're optimistic." Stephen, Aunt Edith thought, had much to learn about women. "Who are these children?" chil-dren?" she asked. "Their name is Thorne. Barbara is my godchild." "Barbara? The olde- girl?" "Yes." "How old is she?" "Eighteen." "Indeed I" Aunt Edith seemed surprised. "You have never mentioned men-tioned a godchild," she continued, after a pause. "There has been no occasion." "There Is an occasion now. I try not to pry Into your affairs. But four children! Or rather three children chil-dren and a young girt. Well, I am only human, Stephen." "Of course." Stephen smiled. "You are entitled to an explanation." Very briefly he told her the story of Barbara's christening. "Odd sort of people," Aunt Edith observed "asking a stranger to be god-father for their child." "They were charming," Stephen said gently. "Both of them were artists." "Ob !" Aunt Edith said, as though that explained the odd request "One doesn't think of artists having hav-ing children. Not in quantities," she added. "They do, I suppose." Stephen spoke of the interval he had spent with them In a village In southern France. Of Barbara's mother he said little. It was no concern of Aunt Edith's if he had loved a slender dark-eyed girl whose name was Barbara Bar-bara Thorne. He could not speak of it lightly. It was a story he never had told. "Have they no relatives?" she asked when he had concluded the sketch with the death of Christopher Thorne Too ma n, relatives." Stephen answered an-swered "That seems to be the trou ble. The children don't want to be separated. They were, for a time-after time-after the mother died. That's why they ran away. The relatives are In Provincetown. The children ran away from them In a truck." "I never heard of such a thing!" Aunt Edith bristled with Indignation. Indigna-tion. "They must be distracted. Have you wired thera? What sort of people are they?" "Highly respectable, 1 should say." Again Stephen smiled. "Barbara spoke of an Uncle Herbert A rela tlve named Uncle Herbert must be a respectable person." Aunt Edith looked distressed. "I can t see that It's a matter for making jokes," she said. "It Isn't" The smile vanished. Stephen's expression was grave and troubled again. "1 wish I could help them. They're nice youngsters. But what In the world can I do?" "You can send them back to their relatives," Aunt Edith said firmly. "Tomorrow." "Not tomorrow, Aunt Edith. They're completely exhausted." Stephen Ste-phen remembered Kit's white face, the circles of weariness chalked under un-der Barbara's eyes. "They'll have to rest for a day or two." A word of protest rose to Aunt Edith's Hps. She was having a luncheon tomorrow. Four children would be hard to explain. But then, this was Stephen's house. The protest pro-test dissolved slowly and became a sigh. "You aren't thinking of keeping thera?" she asked. "Of course not!" Stephen's expression ex-pression wps so startled that Aunt Edith was reassured. "What would I do with four children on my hands?" "I wondered." Aunt Edith collected col-lected ber wrap and her scarf, her gloves and her jet beaded bag. "You've had a disturbing evening," she said as she rose from the chair. "You'd better go to bed and think no more about them. And In the morning," she added, pausing at door, "you'd better call Emily and apologize. There are some things a woman finds It difficult to be understanding un-derstanding about" Stephen raked the conls In the grate and returned to the deep soft chair. He had been rrlda He hadn't he remembered now, returned to the conservatory and the love-birds and the blossoming orange trees. He bad had dinner with the children In the old schoolroom upstairs. But he thought Emily would understand. He would send her flowers in the morning. No, he would take them himself, her favorite white lilacs, and be would tell her the things he bad meant to say this evening before be-fore the children arrived. What had he told her? How far had he gone? It embarrassed him to realize that he couldn't remember distinctly. The second part of Aunt Edith's advice' be found ' himself entirely unable to follow. They were amusing amus-ing youngsters. Tired as they were, a little awed by their surroundings. he had enjoyed them tonight Barbara. That was her mother's name. The daughter was very like the Barbara he had loved, the same heart-shaped face. the. soft brown hair, the dimple that woke when she smiled. Younger, of course, more slightly built not so vivid, perhaps. But sufficiently like her to arouse disturbing memories of the adventure in southern France. That be thought, his eyes on the glowing coals, was the only real adventure ad-venture he had ever known. He had been restless, for a time, when he returned home. He had planned vacation adventures, a voyage on a tramp schooner, a walking trip through Nova Scotia, a winter jaunt through Italy and Spain. He had accomplished none of them. He had never recaptured the glamor of that spring in southern France. Even the war bad failed him. He had, through no fault of his own, spent the time in Washington behind be-hind a quartermaster's desk. Gradually Grad-ually the restlessness had disappeared. disap-peared. He was, on the whole, content con-tent with his orderly life. It was years since he had experienced the restlessness which troubled him tonight to-night The children were responsible, he thought; Barbara with her soft brown hair and the dimple at the left corner of her mouth. When he had returned them to .their relatives, rela-tives, life would go on the usual way. Very nearly the usual way. There would be Emily, of course. But Emily would not attempt to make changes. . "Uncle Stephen . . Barbara, In a rose-colored kimono, her hair tumbled about her face, stood, hesitating. Just Inside the room. "Why aren't you asleep T Stephen asked. "It's after midnight, young lady." "1 know." She pushed back the tumbling hair. "There are so many clocks. 1 heard them striking all over the house." "Haven't you slept at all?" "Not a single wink. I came down to see if you were here. I want to talk. Uncle Stephen." "But Barbara" "Couldn't you call me Babbie?" she asked. She was standing beside him now. She lifted ber face and be saw a wistful expression in her wide dark eyes, "tamer always did." Father and Bruce, she thought She did not mention Bruce. "Babbie" He smiled. "Is that better?" Her face brightened. "Much better," she said. "Especially "Espe-cially the smile." ITO BB CONTINUED.) American Heroines By LOUISE M. COMSTOCK Anne Royall ARMED with umbrella and the packet of books she offered for sale, an active tongue, an astonishing astonish-ing vocabulary and the courage of her own convictions, Anne Royall was a striking and In many ways heroic figure In the Washington of the early days of the Republic, of whom congressmen stood In awe and whom soelal leaders, at least to her face, addressed with respect During the Revolutionary war, when Anne was still a little girt she was captured by the Indians and lived with them for fifteen years. When she was at length set free she married Capt William Royall, a wealthy and eccentric landowner. When the captain died, his property, willed to Anne, was nevertheless awarded to other relatives at the end of a long and bitter lawsuit Penniless, and fifty-four years old, Anne set out for Washington to claim a pension as widow of a Revolutionary Revo-lutionary officer. In this extremity, Anne sought to forget ber troubles by setting down her Impressions and views. During a winter tn Alexandria, she compiled com-piled them Into her first book, "Sketches of History, Life - and Manners of the United States." In the spring she continued to Washington, Wash-ington, met President Adams, and set out on a difficult Journey through Pennsylvania, New York and New England to collect advance subscrip tions for It and material for further writings. The book was published In New Haven, In 1826, and sold "faster than the binder could cover the copies." Followed four more books, ln which Anne drew lively and not always flattering pictures of the personages of the day and aired her distaste for certain polit leal movements with such effect that her enemies eventually called out a band of small boys to stone her house and had her Indicted as a "common scold" and fined $10. The next year, afire with lndigna tlon, the sixty-two-year-old woman purchased an old printing press, and with the aid of a Journeyman print er set herself np as editor and main contributor to Washington's earliest earli-est scandal sheet a small weekly called at first the "Washington Paul Pry" and later "The Huntress. Anne became the watchdog of con gress. No piece of corrupt legls latlon. no hint of political Injustice but found Us way to her columns. In 1848, when" Anne was almost eighty, the long-delayed pension was finally granted. But it was a miser ly pension at best and ber latter years, until her death In 18.54, were spent In poverty. She has been called the "grandmother of the muckrakers." The "Molly Pitcher" of Illinois WHAT were her ancestry and her maiden name Is unknown. She was born on a farm near Leroy in McLean county, Illinois, During the Civil war ln the Army of the Frontier she was known simply as Mrs. Davidson, but because of ber heroic part In the Battle of Prairie Prai-rie Grove, Arkansas, she Is justly entitled to a more descriptive name, "The Molly Pitcher of nil nols." On December 7, 18G2, the Confederate Confed-erate general Hindmnn fell ' upon the third division - of the Union forces In Arkansas. The First Ar kansas cavalry, acting as advance guard, was at breakfast when the Grayjackets swept down upon them, and within a few minutes the Union horsemen were In wild flight As they stampeded toward the rear they were met by the Ninety-fourth Illinois Infantry, "McLean county's own," led by Col. John McNulta. Presently, amid the disorder, the colonel espied a woman. She was mounted on a fine horse, and was pleading with the demoralized men to turn and fight She had with ber an ambulance and a driver, apparently appar-ently under perfect control Seeing her so cool and brave. Colonel Mc Nulta rode forward and asked ber about the situation ahead. Her reply re-ply was a scathing denunciation of the officers and men of the runaway run-away regiment "My husband Is surgeon with that outfit," she said grimly. "I have charge of this ambulance to help him take care of the wounded, but the way they're running, there won't be any wounded to care for." Colonel McNulta waved his hand toward the Ninety-fourth, swinging down the road In perfect order. "Tell me where the enemy are and we'll take care of them," be said. "These men won't run." "What troops are these?" demanded demand-ed the woman. The Ninety-fourth nilnols." "Illinois boys!" she exclaimed Joyfully. -Illinois boys! They won't run!" And she wneeiea ner norse about made a perfect military salute, sa-lute, and said. "Come alonn, sir. I'll show yoo where the enemy are." As the result of ber Information the Ninety-fourth was able to hold the onrush of the Confederates no-1 til General Blunt's forces arrived and saved the day for the Union army. j A 1111, Waatara Nawapapv Calom. Tables That Fit Varieties of Needs Numerous Styles Offered, Each With Manifest Advantages. Occasional tables are those which are fitted to serve special needs, the word "need" being one of the definitions defini-tions of an "occasion." Today, these adaptable tables are ln high favor, especially for living rooms. It may be helpful, therefore, to consider some of the numerous styles having special advantages, so that a home-maker home-maker may procure those best suited to her needs. 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