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Do you still wait for Kody else to step ahead and the pioneering? LjSo-if you're stiU eating fiapples-W.L. Y. Davis, in F ... io Tnnune: ! ftiigciM -- Gems of Thought K TQR deem the irrevocable past as wholly wasted, wnoiij , t.UlJ OD III . V. ;KbUrw attain.-Longeo. ir a av inci in mi sua- f Bappinen never lays its finger on yfU V w. attempt to .teal Lp of its features, it disappears. Liltsmdf Smi' I As i moth gnawi garment, so doth !vr wnsums man. Chrysostom. I Better It were, that all the miseries ith future owns were oun at once, jjia piilL-Sfcafcespeare. I Be it war with your vices, at peace f . . 1 t J Int at.SW iiB yonr neignuurs, wm W find job s better man. F rankun. Courage does not consist in the knee of fear, but the subjugation i! feat II it it easy to call back a stone . : i . i, i i Jhrm from the nana, as to can oacn fie word that is spoken. 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If things turn out with these new people as I hope, I'll be painting paint-ing like mad tor the next two months. And you'll have your work cut out for you as my model They like you, Jane. They said so." He had driven on steadily for a time, and had then said, "I never wanted you to marry him." "Why not, Baldy?" He turned his lighted-up eyes upon her. "Janey I wanted you to have your dreams " She had laid her hand on his arm in a swift caress. "You're a darling" dar-ling" and after a while, "Nothing can take us from each other, ever, Baldy." - Never had they drawn closer in spirit than at this moment But they said very little about it When they came to the house, Baldy went at once to the garage. "I'll answer that letter, and put in a good afternoon after-noon looking over my sketches." He did not tell her bow gray the day stretched ahead of him that golden day which had started with high hopes. Jane changed to a loose straight frock of orange cotton, and without a hat, feeling actual physical freedom in the breaking of her bonds, she swung along the path to the little grove. It was aromatic with the warm scent of the pines, and there was a cool shade in the heart of it Jane had brought a bag of stockings stock-ings to mend, and sat down to her homely task, smiling a little as she thought of the contrast between this afternoon and yesterday, when she bad sat on the rim of the fountain and watched Adelaide and the peacock. pea-cock. She had no feeling of rancor against Adelaide. She was aware only of a great thankfulness. She was, indeed, at the moment steeped in divine content Here was the place where she belonged. She had a sense of blissful escape. ' Merrymaid came down the path, her tail a plume. The kitten followed. fol-lowed. A bronze butterfly floated across their vision, and they leaped for it but it went above them joyously joy-ously towards the open blue of the sky. The two cats gazed after it, then composed themselves carefully careful-ly like a pair of miniature lions their paws in front of them, sleepy-eyed sleepy-eyed but alert for more butterflies, or for Jane's busy thread. And it was thus that Towne found her. Convinced that the house was empty, he had started towards Baldy's studio. Then down the vista vis-ta of the pine grove, his eye had been caught by a spot of golden color. He had followed it She laid down her work and looked up at him. "You shouldn't have come." "My dear child, why not? Jane, you are making mountains ol molehills." "I'm not." He sat down beside her. The little cats drew away, doubtful "It was natural that you should have resent ed it And a thing like that isn't easy for a man to explain. Without seeming a cad " "There isn't anything to explain." "But there is. I have made you unhappy, and I'm sorry." She shook her head, and spoke thoughtfully. "I think I am-happy. Mr. Towne, your world isn't my world. I like simple things and pleasant things, and honest things. And I like a One-Woman man, Mr. Towne." He tried to laugh. "You are Jealous." Jeal-ous." "No," she said, quietly, "it isn't that although men like you think it is. A woman who has self-respect must know her husband has her respect Her heart must rest in him." He spoke slowly. "I'll admit that I've philandered a lot But I've never nev-er wanted to marry anyone but you. I can promise you my future." "I'm sorry. But even if last night had never been I think I should have given you up. I had begun to feel that I didn't love you. That out there in Chicago you swept me off my feet Mr. Towne, I, am sorry. sor-ry. And I am grateful. For ail your kindness" She flushed and went on, "You know, of course, that I shan't be happy until I don't awe you anything . . ." He laid his hand on hers. "I wish you wouldn't speak of it It was nothing." "It was a great deal" He looked down at her, slender and young and infinitely desirable. 'You needn't think I am going to et you go." he said, "I'm afraid you must" He flamed suddenly. 'I'm more jt a One-Woman man than you -hink. If you won't marry me, 1 won't have anyone else. 111 go oil alone. As tor Adelaide A woman .ike that doesn't expect much more ifian I gave. That's all I can say about her. She means nothing to me, seriously, and never will She plays the game, and so do L but it's only a game." He looked tired and old. 'Til go abroad tomorrow. When I come back, perhaps you'll change your mind." "I shall never change it," she said, "never." He stood up. "Jane, I could make you happy." He held her hand as she stood beside him. She looked at him and knew that ne could not Her dreams had come back to her of Galahad of Robin Hood ... the world of romance had again flung wide its gates . . . After Towne had gone she sat for a long time thinking it over. She blamed herself. She had broken her promise. Yet, he, too, had broken bro-ken a promise. She finished mending the stockings, stock-ings, and rolled them into compact balls. The little cats were asleep the shadows were stretched out and the sun slanted through the pines. She had dinner to get for her return re-turn had been unexpected, and Sophy So-phy had not been notified. She might have brought to the thought of her tasks some faint feeling feel-ing of regret But she had none. She was glad to go in to make an omelette and cream the potatoes and have hot biscuits and berries and honey. Planning thus, competently, she raised her eyes to see coming along the path the two boys who had of late been Evans' close companions. com-panions. She spoke to them as they reached her. "Can't you stay a minute? I'll make you some lemonade." lem-onade." They stopped and looked at her in a way that startled her. "We can't," Arthur said; "we're going over to the Follettes. We thought we might help." She stared at them. "Help? What do you mean?" Sandy gasped. "Oh, didn't you know? Mrs. Follette died this morning morn-ing . . ." Evans had found his mother at noon, lying on the couch at the foot of her bed. He had stayed at home in the morning to help her, and at ten o'clock she had gone up-stairs to rest a bit before lunch. Old Mary had called her, and she had not answered. So Evans had entered her room to find that she had slipped away peacefully from the world in which she exaggerated her own importance. im-portance. It would go on without her. She had not been neighborly but the neighbors would till come and sympathize with her son. And they would miss her, because she had added to the community some measure of stateliness, which they admired even as they resented it Evans had tried to get Baldy on the telephone, but could not. Jane was at Grass Hills. He would call up at long distance later. There was no reason why he should spoil for them this day of days. So he had done the things that had to be done in the shadowed house. Dr. Hallam came, and others. oth-ers. Evans saw them and they went away. He moved in a dream. He had no one to share intimately his sorrow no sister, no brother, no one, except his little dog, who trailed after him, wistful-eyed, and with limping steps. The full force of the thing that had happened did not come to him at once. He had a feeling that at any moment his mother might sweep in from the out-of-doors, in her white linen and flat black hat and sit at the head of the table, and tell him the news of the morning. He had had no lunch, so old Mary fixed a tray for him. He did not eat but drank some milk. Then he and Rusty took up their restless wandering through the silent rooms. Old Mary, true to tradition, had drawn all the blinds and shut many of the windows, so that the house was filled with a sort of golden gloom. Evans went into his moth er's little office on the first floor and sat down at her desk. It was in perfect order, and laid out on the blotter was the writing paper witr. the golden crest and the box ol golden seals. And he had laughed at her! He remembered with a pan that they would never again laugh together. He was alone. He wondered why such things bap pened. Was all of life as sinistei as this? Must one always find trag edy at every turn of the road? H had lost his youth, had lost Jane And now his mother. Was every thing to be taken away? Would then be nothing left but strength to ec dure? Well. God helping him. he wouic endure to the end . . . He closed the desk gently anr went out into the darkened hal. As he followed its length, a d)i opened at the end. Black agains the brightness beyond, he saw h two lads. They came forward witr some nesitation. but when they sa his tired face, they forgot sell consciousness. "We just heard. And we want tc help." Sandy was spokesman. Arthur Ar-thur was speechless. But he caught hold of Evans' sleeve and looked up at him. His eyes said what hit voice refused. Evans, with his arms across their shoulders, drew the boys to him "It was good of you to come." "Miss Barnes said," again it was Sandy who spoke, "that perhaps we might get some pine from the little grove. That your mother liked it" "Miss Barnes? Is she back? Does she know?" "We told her. She is coming right over." Baldy drove Jane In his little car. As she entered she seemed to bring the light in with her. She illumined the house like a torch. She walked swiftly towards Ev ans, and held out her hand. "My dear, I am so sorry." "I thought you were at Grass Hills." "We came back unexpectedly." "I am so glad you came." He was having a bad time with his voice. He could not go on . . . Jane spoke to the boys. "Did you ask him about the pine branches? Just those, and roses from the garden, gar-den, Evans." "You always think of things" "Baldy will take the boys to the grove, and do any errands you may have for him." She was her calm and competent self letting him get control of his emotion while she directed di-rected others. Baldy, coming in, wrung Evans' hand. "The boys and I will get the pine, and Edith Towne is coming out to help. I called her up to tell her" Baldy stopped at that He could not speak here of the glory that encompassed him. He had said, "II death should come to us, Edith? Does anything else count?" And she had said, "Nothing." And now she was coming and they would pick roses together in the garden. And love and life would minister to a greater mystery ... Scrawls Reveal Ancient Man Real 'Doodler' Ancient man was a "doodler" de luxe and his idle scribblings on cliff walls still perplex many laymen lay-men and scientists, according to the Smithsonian Institution. Dr. Julian H. Steward of the institution's in-stitution's bureau of American ethnology eth-nology reported that the bureau receives re-ceives a steady stream of inquiries about carvings and paintings on cliffs and boulders. Various lay and scientific theories contend the drawings are part of a lost Indian language, fragments of the European alphabet brought to America by pre-Columbian Northmen, North-men, or cryptograms giving directions direc-tions to buried treasure. Steward, after extensive study of petroglyphs, reported that many of the crude pictures and geometric designs were fraudulent He said an even larger portion of the genuine ancient drawings, however, how-ever, represent "idle scratching," an early form of "doodling." Supporting his "idle scribbling," theory, Steward said: "In view of the great trouble which white men frequently take to deface rocks and trees with names and initials, especially where other persons have done so before them, it would be foolish to suppose that Many Changes in Plant. Animal Life Continue to Wa marvel at the hidden forces which control the behavior of all creatures on land and In the water. many of which are ascribed to "instinct," "in-stinct," but much of this phenom-'ena phenom-'ena stiU baffles us because up to this time do solution has been offered. of-fered. For Instance, In the bee world we find 1 curious procedure which is beyond all understanding. When bees swarm to establish new home we are told that a certain number Immediately segregate themselves and remain perfectly quiet Regardless of the feverish activity all around them, this group of bees settles down for the specific purpose of producing wax for use In the new home. They form a wedge-like mass on the roof of the new hive, and In the matter of a day or so wax exudes from their bodies and hardens into transparent flakes. When the quantity quan-tity is deemed sufficient they separate sep-arate and get busy on the task of building the framework of honeycombs honey-combs and cells. The act of massing mass-ing together Is perhaps Instinctive, but the actual process of producing wax Is a mystery as yet unsolved. We could hazard the guess that the substance for wax-making Is already al-ready in glands or sacs and that the beat generated by the clustered bees causes the wax to slowly Cow from pockets in the body. In reality we know nothing of the chemical process Involved and probably never nev-er will. The truly amazing feature of the entire procedure is that the bees seem able to do this at win, writes Mack B. Stielau, secretary When Baldy and the Doya nad gone, Jane and Evans opened the windows and pulled up the shades. The house was filled with clear light, and was cool in the breeze. When they had finished. Jane said, "That's all. I think. We can rest s bit And presently it will be time for dinner." "I don't want any dinner." They were in the library. Outside Out-side was an amethyst twilight, with a young moon low in the sky. Evans and Jane stood by the window, looking look-ing out and Jane asked in a hushed voice, "You don't want any dinner because she won't be at the other end of the table?" "Yes."' His face was turned from her. His hands were clinched. His throat was dry. For a moment he wished he were alone that he might weep for his mother. And then Jane said, ."Let me tit at the other end of your table." He turned back to her, and saw her eyes, and what he saw made him reach out blindly for her hand-sympathy, hand-sympathy, tenderness a womanly brooding tenderness. "Oh, Evans, Evans," she said, "1 am not going to marry Frederick Towne." "Why not?" thickly. "I don't love him." "Do you love me, Jane?" She nodded and could not speak. They clung together. He wept and was not ashamed of it And standing there, with his head against her breast Jane knew that she had found the best Marriage was not a thing of luxury and soft living, of flaming moments of wild emotion. It was a thing of hardness hard-ness shared, of spirit meeting spirit of dream matching dream. .Jane, that afternoon, had caught her breath as she had come into the darkened hall, and had seen Evans standing between those slender lads. So some day, perhaps, in this old house his sonsl THE END. the motives of the prehistoric Indians In-dians were not sometimes equally trivial. "It is a safe guess that a large number of petroglyphs were produced pro-duced by persons amusing themselves them-selves during dull hours." He said other drawings represent religious objects, portray events, or give directions, not to buried treasure, treas-ure, however, because "North American aboriginals attached no value whatsoever to our conception of 'treasure.' "It is easy enough with a little imagination," Steward said, "to detect de-tect forms of European letters in petroglyphs. It would be remark' able if there were not such coinci dences. "On the whole, however, the sub ject is worthy of comprehensive study. I urge persons running across such rock drawings to photograph them, if possible. What is without meaning now may fit into a com prehensive pattern later." More Women as Mediums Women constitute 80 per cent of all the spiritualistic mediums, for tune tellers and crystal gazers in the United States, says Collier's Weekly. Baffle the Scientists of the Detroit chapter, Izaak Walton league, In the Detroit News. 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