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Show THE TIMES-NEW- S. NEPHI, UTAH , SINNERS in HEAVEN This Is one of the many stories that have d" been popular ever since Charles Reade's classic, "Foul Play," was published In 186. So, of course. It Is a story of adventure, love and sex. Briefly, a young man and a young: woman are wrecked in an airplane, land on an Island Inhabited by cannibals, and fall in love. The situation is still further complicated by the fact that the girl Is engaged to a man In England out-of-w- ay end has been brought up among and people who are strait-lace- d narrow-minde- d beyond belief. But love finds a way as It usually does even on cannibal-Infeste- d Islands. A feature of the story, of course, Is the study of the girl's mind and heart In her struggle between love and duty, with Mrs. Grundy thrown In for good measure. So It Is a story that a woman could write better than a man. The author Is a Englishwoman, Clive Arden. Her story Is not only her first novel, but a prise novel. It Incaused a sensation last year England, has duplicated that success here and Is tow being shown in moving pictures In various parts of the country, the picture rights having been purchased for a very large price. Quite an Interesting problem, isn't it two people in love, rescue Improbable and no minister handy to tie the knot and transform sorrow to happiness! PART ONE Little Notea I there be private trouble between the engaged couple? But the girl herself went about as usual, only a suppressed excitement deepening the already deep blue of her eyes, bubbling out occasionally Into scraps of confidential speech which yet were no confidences at all. "Such an adventure I" she exclaimed. when Miss Brown sought to probe to the soul of this problem. "The only one I have ever had. There will never be such another chance." This from one who should have been deep In the adventure of marriage ! Miss Brown was rather shocked. Hugh, she learned, had been averse to the Idea at first. Quite right and proper I He had also steadfastly refused to go too; and Darbury had agreed with the decision. That a man should give up the routine of autumn pursuits was unheard of . Besides, he managed his fa ther's extensive property, and the har vest would soon be in full swing. Dar bury, like Hugh, was essentially prac tical. Great difficulty, It transpired over the tea cups, had been experienced in overcoming Mrs. Stockley's objec tions. But as she, like many weak women, usually took refuge In tears when thwarted, little direct Informa tion was obtained. However, Darbury persevered In Its ferreting tactics, at last gaining a little more light. Mrs. Field paid one of her brief visits to her pretty house ; and It became known that she had arranged everything. Everybody said "Oh-- h I" In a drawn-ou- t syllable which expressed volumes; for Mrs. Field was accustomed to doing extraordinary things, without bowing to convention. The aviator proved to be her cousin, Alan Croft, a man well known In aviation and in the engineering circles of After having swooped many lands. down upon England from Australia in e of his own design a brilliantly achieving the long test trip with two passengers In addition to his crew an influential firm had cabled agreement of purchase, pending an Immediate, equally successful, return Journey. So much they gleaned. But why or how Mrs. Field had maneuvered for Barbara Stockley and her aunt, Miss Dolly Davies, to be his pas sengers on the return Journey, Darbury was left to conjecture, Mrs. Field wn being a woman who kept her Darbury waa a small parish possessing an old church, a combined post office and sweet shop, but no actual village street. As often happens with Isolated people and places, the little parish was The war and movery tor traffic had tended to modernize the .community; and the new freedom rather went to Its head. It was as yet not quite sure of Its line, though painfully anxious to appear assured one half shocked at the other half's doings, and altogether rather mixed. This had been apparent, a year ago, when divorce had raised Its ominous head for the first time within the memDivorces ory of living Inhabitants. took place elsewhere, of course, and counsel A rumor soon arose that the aviator Darburjites read and" discussed the newspaper accounts with avidity; but might be expected at the "House on that such things should happen within the Moor," Mrs. Field's home, for the their own fold, between people known week-enThis, clashing with a coun- and even liked by everybody else, was an unheard-o- f Idea. The topic, thrilling In the press, appeared Indecent in these circumstances. Although It was Major Randall who had obtained the decree; and although his wife, instead of offering a defense, had brazenly gone away with another man, yet most people shrank from his society. As Mrs. Stockley, the widow of the late vicar. sagely remarked : "There are often two sides to these things ; you never super-machin- know." Even the squire and Mrs. Rochdale, kindliest of the "old order." began to show a slight coldness. They placed the hospitable doors of Darbury house ajar, go to speak, Instead of wide open, hinting to their only son that a little less golf with the major might be wise. But Hugh laughed at the hint. In his way. "That's all his funeral, not mine"; thus he waived responsibility for the morals of the house of Randall. A wholesome young Briton, Hugh would abominate shady actions, If brought actually Into contact with them ; but he lacked the Imagination to visualize what failed to Interest him. Ills own purpose was single, his own hearf fixed. Barbara Stockley, only child of the late vicar, had filled It en tlrely, since the days of frocks and perambulators. Growing up together, Inseparable, their engagement was a foregone conclusion. Nobody therefore had been surprised at Its public an nouncement upon Hugh's return from the war. The wedding had been fixed for the following December. The happy pair were to live In one of the pretty mod ern houses at Ilillbeak during the old quire's lifetime, continuing all their activities In Dnrbury as usual. Every' body would call upon them ; and every thing would be nice, respectable and conventional. But while everybody purred content edly over this satisfactory romance, a bombshell exploded In their midst launched by the heroine herself. of spending the next four months nmld diilnty needlework, her mind oblivious to all snve the prospective bridegroom nnd the dressmaker, she shattered all traditions by announcing her Intention to accompany an aunt. , to Austra Mrs. Stockley's 11a. Dnrbury gasped. But It gasped yet more upon discovering that the Journey was to be made. In ultra-moem style, by alrplune. An ordinary ship would have seemed at least re spectable. The ostensible reason given war merely a visit to the aunt's colonial relatives.. But, of course, everybody knew better thnn to believe that; deeper motive was needed to Inspire furl) a risky wild goose chase. Could easy-goin- g hwlf-slster- d "That Won't Matter. Pi lot." He la Only the try fete at which most of the DarburyItes were assisting, raised them to a state of unusual excitement. He might be there. ... II The Darbury fete, being In aid of a hospital fund, was held In the grounds of a neighboring mansion, the winter garden of which was utilized for dancing. Barbara and Miss Brown were In charge of the sweets and tobacco stall. After a morning spent In preparations for the fete, and an afternoon behind the stall, Burba ra was feeling unutterably bored. Then, suddenly, she was aware of a man's figure standing near; and knew, without looking up, that she was being Intently scrutinized. "I think you are so brave to fly to Australia I" Miss Brown exclaimed. "And with a strange man, tool Doesn't Mr. Hugh mind?" Barbara laughed at this typical Darbury remark. "No I Of course not." "But suppose you don't tike him?" "That won't matter. He Is only the Copyright by The rect, piercing look fastened upon her. It was not the rude stare of a man who appraises women as If they were horses; rather did It seem to scatter nonessentials and to probe to the spirit within. For a moment her own eyes seemed held by a curious compulsion. At the same Instant Mrs. Field came briskly round the corner of the tent. "Ah I" she cried. "You are here first, Alan." Then, turning to Barbara, "I want to Introduce you both," she said. taking an arm of each. And Barbara, feeling uncomfortably too bewildered to do more than stammer a conventional greeting? was forced to lift her eyes to his. They were deep-se- t and gray like those of his cousin, but lacking the tenderness which lurked In hers ; the little lines at their corners, surely betoken ing humor, appeared out of place. In her rapid glance she was dimly aware of great height, broad shoulders and a face. lean, deeply tanned, Alan borrowed a car and turned up last night." Mrs. Field smoothed over the Impending awkwardness; but at that moment some one called her away. There fell a silence, which the girl racked her brains In vain to break. She was somehow conscious of feeling acutely disappointed. This was the man who, to her Inexperienced mind, had seemed a dim, unreal figure crowned by a halo of glorious achievement ! This the heaven-sen- t deliverer, who, unknowingly, had offered that hidden self the one chance of stretch ing Its cramped wings ! Even If, as she had told Miss Brown, It did not matter. It was, nevertheless, very disappointing. Before the pause became too uncom fortable, Mrs. Field returned and Insisted upon having tea. On these occasions tea suggests a gathering of the clans. All the little cliques of the neighborhood meet In the large marquee and discuss the news they have gleaned. Barbara was detained at the en trance; and Mrs. Field looked at her cousin with kindly enthusiasm, when they found a vacant table. "Well, Alan? Isn't she a dear girl? And pretty?" He responded indifferently; stooped down to tuck his panama hat under the seat; then sat up and ran his fingers through his thick dark hair. "D d hot in here, Madge!" She glanced round apprehensively; then leaned toward him. "Alan, for heaven's sake don't upset any of these good people, or she may not be allowed to go, after all !" A smile of extraordinary Infectiousness lit up his face, transfiguring It: the lines of humor proved that they were not, after all, misplaced. "Try a muzzle, Madge! How the dickens do I know what may upset the old darlings " J'llush! Here is Mrs. Stockley." The grim mask of reserve quickly covered his face again. The Darburyites, hearing that the stranger had at last arrived, soon clustered round for introductions, anxious to impress him with their own Intelligence. But, with Barbara, they were doomed to bitter disappointment; for this hero refused to be lionized, and declined to talk "shop." Their Intelligent overtures left him unimpressed ; no pumping drew other than the briefest trickle In reply. Slowly, to Barbara, the time wore on. More and more weary of the mo notony, sick of the smell of chocolate, she became consumed with restless ness. All the social world had left long ago. From the glass walls of the winter garden came the exhilarating, If garish, strains of dance music, tantalizing In their Infectious rhythm. Bar bara hummed the tune, tapping her foot In unison, occasionally surprising her companions by performing a few revolutions round the tent. In the middle of one of these she halted abruptly, for a shadow had fallen ncroas the rays of the sun streaming athwart the stall. "Come and dance with me," said Croft. Her face expressed blank astonish ment. "Oh !" she exclaimed, confusedly. "1 we only the villagers usually dance here." "Oh, good lord!" The amused contempt In his voice made her flush. Then, conscious of having given a wrong Impression of detestable snobbery, she felt furious with herself. "You never swerve from convention. I suppose?" he asked, watching her sensitive face In his disconcerting man ner. She looked away, uncomfortably selfconscious. "1 Oh " She gave an embarrassed laugh. An opening door brought a louder riot of music flooding In with the evening sunshine. "I really don't clean-shave- Legion for Thli rprtment SupplUd br Cpr Aroirlota Lofton Newt Service.) my CLIVE ARDEN LOVE FINDS A WAY American n know." Then some queer, psychological wave seemed to pass across the sweet stall. It brought a strange current of ulr from the great Unknown without from towering mountains ami deep seas scarcely dreamed of In this pretty corner of orthodoxy. And It emanated pilot." Glancing up as she spoke, she gnve from the figure standing motionless be- an Involuntary start at finding a di I fore her, whose very appearance Bobbe-Merrt- ll Co. seemed symbolical of freedom the freedom of mind and freedom from petty tyrannies, which Is only gained by depth of vision, breadth of outlook, contact with the forces whose existence was beginning to stir faint echoes within her soul. "Come!" he exclaimed suddenly, an undertone of Impatience sounding In his word. "Very well," she said In a low voice, I will come." He threw back his head a little, and smiled again. No modern affectation showed In Croft's dancing. He abandoned himself to the rhythm of the music, with an ease which swept the girl along in sympathetic exhilaration. She forgot the Imperfect floor, the clumsy couples, the staring eyes, mere Instinctive dislike of this strange man, and surrendered herself to the rare Joy of per fect harmony In movement. When, for an Instant, she glanced up at her part ner, she saw In his face a corresponding light which filled her with a momentary sense of fellowship. Afterward, they strolled out on the terrace, flooded In the red gold of the setting sun. Barbara sat upon the low parapet. Croft flung his long legs over and drew out his cigarettes. Presently she found his glance fixed upon her. "Well?" he asked, without prelimi naries. "What about our little trip? Have you counted all the risks?" "Risks? No ! Or I might never get there I" His quick look of approval was lost on the girl, as she glanced away with a laugh. "When there Is a chance of getting your heart's desire, would you count risks?" "No!" he ejaculated warmly. 'That's my creed." From the determined lines of his well-cu- t Hps, she Judged this to be the truth. "But your 'heart's desire'?" he went ; "what do you mean by that?" She flushed faintly; the shy reserve In her nature ever made personal talk on difficult. "Surely you have that?" he sug gested boldly, waving his cigarette toward the diamond scintillating on her finger. "Oh, yes. Yes. I have, of course In that way," she replied hurriedly. The band struck up a stirring jazz tune, a medley bringing hints of tom toms, drums, rattling castanets, the uncouth music of the East. . . . "Oh!" she cried Involuntarily, start ing up : then sitting down again. "But you could never understand," she mut tered. "What?" He watched her closely. his cigarette burning, forgotten, be tween his fingers. "The craving to live really live! for a time! To get out hito the worl; to to experience everything instead of Just reading about It all ; to feel life Itself! In huge cities, among vast crowds. I want to find out " She hesitated, looking away over the meadows, with a puzzled frown. Something seems lost, missing In some way. I I can't explain." She turned back to him, the color In her face heightened. But he did not laugh as Hugh would have done. "'Huge cities'?" he queried slowly. "You think you will find It In them? Why not in remote villages?" "Oh, no!" she cried. "Nothing ever happens In them I Villages are only full of little obscurities. I want to sample bigger things " "They will be but 'little obscurities' In fresh places," he Interrupted. "The whole world Is only composed of little notes, you know, and their reverbera tlons." She listened In surprise. In her experience, talk like this, eseclally from a man, was unusual ; but from one famed for a life of action it seemed little short of miraculous. "Well," she said, enjoying the nov elty of metaphor, "I want to feel the big 'reverberations' to get among deep chords. In fact I" "They might be rather overpowerIt's hnvlng some sort of right ing. keynote that counts." tfc JOHNSON HONORED BY FIVE NATIONS Bolshevik battles, a czar of all the Russlas murdered with his family In a lonely provincial town, the historic retreat of Czechoslovak forces from western Russia to the Pacific, clash after clash for five months with German and Austrian war prisoners and Russian Reds, cold, hunger, the slow withdrawal of allied troops with all the hardships of panic, food shortage, and broken down transportation all of these, woven together Into the story of CoL B. O. Johnson, Legionnaire, make of It a veritable Arabian Nights tale. Colonel Johnson, now resident at St. Paul, Minn., but formerly of Livingston, Mont., was appointed chairman of the transportation committee for the national convention of the American Legion. He Is a vice president of the Northern Pacific railroad. In the fall of 1917 Colonel Johnson went to Siberia as a member of a rail way engineers' outfit to move military supplies from Vladivostok on the Pa cific to the Russian front Finding that the front was collapsing, he was sent with a few other American engineers to lean conditions. After miles across north Asia, they learned that Russia was out of It and helped to move 50,000 Czechoslovaks, Serbs and Rumanians across Siberia to Vladivostok. For five months they battled with 600,000 enemy prisoners of war, aided by the Reds. The prisoners were returned to camps, the n railroad was controlled and a way opened Into Anstrla. Colonel Johnson was with the Czechs as they surrounded Ekaterin burg, while Czar Nicholas and his family were prisoners there. He in terviewed many Russians who were In the city when the Imperial family was murdered. He got at first hand a story of the assassination, which appeared In the press. He Is one of a few Americans who have stood in the very room where the last of the Romanoffs, who ruled Russia for 800 years, met his fate. After the armistice In 1918, Colonel Johnson, with American, British, Jap anese and Chinese engineers, was placed In charge of the railroad to transport supplies to Ad wiral Kolchak In his battle against Trans-Siberia- Trans-Siberia- mjm Mr Col. B. O. r - n Vw.'. Johnson. Kolchak the Bolshevik government swept on to within 200 miles of Moscow. Then the break came. After a decisive defeat on the Volga, Kolclink's forces were routed. A great evacuation movement from European Russia set Id. as the Bol shevikl pushed on Into western and central Siberia. Colonel Johnson and a few American and British engineers between Oursk and the front had charge of transportation of the retreating army.. In September, 1919, they passed 45 trains eastward per day. Winter came on, demoralization grew, typhoid fever, smallpox and star vation added to their terrors. All at lied forces were ordered out. On November 12, Colonel Johnson left Oursk with the last allied train and the Reds moved In the next day. Five months later the Inst trains dragged Into Vladivostok after as tcr rlble a winter as mllitnry forces have broke locomotives ever known. down, food was lacking, disease raged, Naturally you begin such a tory with Ideas of your own panic and demoralization reigned, coal mines were ahandoned. Bolshevik about such a situation. See If Five forces hampered arjd hindered. you stick to them. months went by In that Journey of 4,500 miles. This ended allied inter (TO BE CONTINUED ) vention In Siberia. All left but the Jnpnnese. They chose to remain and the bodies for Englith Law a Paradox of allied efforts contln One niny be fined for stopping a dog Johnson stayed on for ued. Colnel a dog fight. But fight or not stopping under his control two having years, the post office can record something Chinese nnd Japaeven better, the Manchester Guardian American-trainewas accom relates. At a seaside town a man nese engineers. So muchtraffic on the walked Into a post office followed by plishedn In restoring the that Colonel Johnson a huge dog. A woman was already. at was decorated by the President of tmd she also bad the public counter, of Japan, a the and China emteror a dog. The two dogs hegnu to fight President French been he bad the by The man did tint attempt to Inter and by Serbia. fere, lie appealed to the girl assist ant, who was on the safe side of the Clatnificd' counter, to come over and part the Hhe declined, very flat- Blnckstone Did yon notice the combatants U'ally. Eventually the turmoil ceased. mute appeal In that beautiful girl and then the dg owner lodged a com eyes? Webster Tea: she's a dumb belle plaint nlth the postmaster that h'l subordinnte had permitted confusion all tight American Legion Weekly. In the owes and upset the public Trans-Siberia- SCORES PACIFICISM A KEEN denunciation of pacifism was the subject of S. Sims' message to the American Legion national convention held In St Paul recently, and said In part: "We deceive ourselves U we think that peace la assured for the Immediate future. We must get the public to realize that If we attempt to muddle through another war as we have past contests the necessary loss of You men life will be terrific. of the Legion have experienced the horrors of modern war. You know too well the many sacrifices of valuable lives on land and sea that were the direct results of our unpreparedness for the great war. You know that owing to a lack of efficient organization we spent thousands of millions for artillery and airplanes built too late to be of service, that due to lack of training we were in the war a year before we fired a shot on the You may not western front know that our fighting forces have been subjected to the same conditions and been obliged to make the same sacrifices in all our wars. What Theodore Roosevelt called the 'hurrah of histories' of your school days have not told our people the truth about our Invariable unpreparedness and its disastrous results." Rear Admiral William WAR AND PEACE TO BE BIG QUESTIONS Problems of International war and permanent world peace will come In for much attention at the hands of the American Legion during 1925, as a result of the mandates laid down by the national convention held at St Paul. This does not mean. It was pointed out at national headquarters, that the Legion will diminish Its activity In other lines which have engaged Its attention constantly since its creation. National Commander James A. Drain has announced that the chief ques tions which will occupy the Legion during the coming year will be rehabilitation of the disabled veterans of the war, care of the orphans of those men who paid the supreme sacrifice In battle or who have died since the end of the conflict, and the manifold activities of the Americanism commission. Questions of war and peace have merely been advanced by the action of the convention to the rank of leading activities of the Legion. Commander Drain was directed by the convention to appoint a world peace committee of ten members. This committee Is to consult with other organizations, study their plans for peace, consider carefully the world situation as It Is and then report to the convention at Omaha in 1025 the most practical plan for the Legion to work for peace among the nations. By mandate of the convention, one of the mnjor activities of the organisation for 1925 will be work towards the passage of the universal service act which would give the government power to call men, money and materials Into Its service. In case of war, on equal terms. With the favorable reception which the policy has met and with Its endorsement by the great political parties, It Is expected that the bill now pending In congress will be passed In the very near future. The Legion will also endeavor to get congress to take immediate measures to bring the navy up to an equality ratio of with the British In the the Washington naval disarmament conference, and also to place the battle fleet on an equal footing with the British In gun range and power. Further Improvements In the United States veterans bureau are demanded. The planning service and the central office board of appeals are strongly criticized. Dismissal of Inefficient personnel Is asked. Offices of the national children's welfare committee are to be established at national headquarters. A memJoint committee of twenty-sevebers Is to be appointed by the Ijcglon, the Forty and Eight and the Legion auxiliary to direct this of a trust fund to be formed from donations and contributions from numbers of the Legion or other persons, and to be used for the national rehabilitation work of the Legion, was ordered by the convention. This problem will receive much attention In 1925, as will also the raising of nn endowment fund for the children's welfare work. work-Creati- Numerous Mascots Left by Convention Delegates An aftermath of the American Legion convention, held recently at St Paul, which howled dismally to proclaim Its loneliness, came to light after the Legionnaires bad departed for their homes. Between parades during the convention the various state delegations pnrk?d their mascots with Dr. Elmer Berg, veterinarian. In bis stables at the fair grounds. After the tumult was a thing of U:e past. Doctor Berg discovered he waj the unmewilling possessor of a nagerie left behind by the delegates. Reveille roll cull was answered by th following: Two coyotes from South Dakota, one bear from Montana, font horses from Omaha, one bf!gr from Wisconsin, one lion cub from Nevada and a nondescript assortment of d"gs. addresses not known. fair-size- d |
