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Show LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHI, UTAH LIDA LARRIMORE I Part One 1iurry, dear . sider fber were four , mulberry, tree. They grew around the fountain In the center of the Square. Their leates were rough tod heart-shapeand when It was ripe the purple fruit dropped of 1U owa accord into the The . . ." trass. -Janier " " ' :' ' ' ' That wai Mother calling from downstairs. Janle eat very ttlll and almost held her breath.- - If she. didn't answer,, perhaps Mother would think he had cone out somewhere. She smiled, thinking how, at nineteen, the subterfuges of her childhood still Silence I No sound but the clunjf. wind In the locusts and a hand-orga. , "My playing In the Square wild JrUh rose. The sweetest . flower No sound from that grows" Mother. Janle drew a long deep breath and dipped her pen In the Ink well. , . . . , "The mulberry trees were very old. There was a legend about them. One f the early settlers, 'a certain Sir " famGodfrey Ballard, from whom our ily is descended That soonded like bragging. If It was accepted, Professor Vail might read U aloud to the class. Every one 'would think she was potting on airs. Janle drew her pen through ' the clause and couttnued. J ,.,' " brought them from his English to grow In the virgin soli of (New Kingston, then a tiny settlement . on the banks of the Delaware." Janie'a eyes, hazel eyes, snscetf wide under brows like slender wings, (apart 'lifted from the theme, strayed out .through; the window , and tdown into Ithe Square., 'little girls were playing 'house under the mulberry trees as she :and Cells and Muriel had played there m very long time ago. Janle and Cella Cleaner than the 'tand Muriel illttle rlria who played there now. Starched white ' petticoats, sashes. -, (Uppers tied with bows." .Muriel's governes watching them from a nearby 'bench. Joseph bringing the pony cart (Janle and Cella and Muriel Sailing i boats In the fountain . . . d n ... ,n ? r ' 1 , "Janle!" , - 7 Mother strain. Another Interval of i waiting. Another long sigh of relief.' J Janie's .attention returned to the "theme. "It Is said" She crossed that out and substituted "Sir Godfrey Ballard, iao runs the legend, grew them from (cuttings taken from a mulberry tree i'ln Shakespeare's garden at Stratford." There, That shoqldj nmk a Iropres-!(l0- n on "Professor Valt) .Perhaps tt . 1 -- jtrue. ; ,,f,,.,h,!t1 .vV How fragrant the locust blossoms jwerel Like lilies on Easter Sunday, must be dull for Cella at the shore 'it Rose. 'with Great-aun- t Lovely to smell the ocean, though and watch the I waves curve up In scallops on the (sand. Lilies made you think of Cells, nd gold. . "Little Saint Ce- jWhlte ,' : . celial" Rats! ,. rjANiKr. - ,,.,,. ii'"jU(. Very loud this time. Coming closer. Footsteps .climbing the third floor italr& ii Janle; began to scribble ,with . , (furious' hasteUnyj IUta4ftt- -. Three blind mice. See how they (Eats, "' irun" . , ; Shingled brown head bent jover the table. Jaws set Forehead Iwrtnklcd Into a frown. Ink on her iSose and her fingertips. A lady In literary efforts an lost to ab-orb- ' 'the world outside. , -- -- . . . ....... f ..... JUair;;'i . Is the sauple In , , ; lamp posts staggwred Uite f t ips y old lists askew. men with'thelr lantern-toOnce it had been lovely . , K . Janle snd Cella and Muriel ' .' . . Muriel She'd would be coming back soon. probably be too grand to remember ber . . poor relations In Mnlberry Square p the precious scrap and Mother tutted it insida her bag. "It's probably all gone now," she said with a plaintive sigh. "Such a lovely shade of lilac I" Janle smiled to herself. Mother always worried about things like that She was sure the cream was sour before she tasted it that the pipes would burst next winter sad that every un opened tetter contained distressing news. It wss remarkable, she thought that Mother had managed to keep her youthful prettiness in spite of such mountains of worry. She was plump. in a dainty fashion, and not much taller than Janle. Her skin was smooth and fair. There were few threads of gray In ber wavy light brown hair. Her eyes were the high lovely blue of a picture post card lake and seldom shadowed with real anx iety. Worrying, with Mother. Janle decided, was merely a neblt, like putting on your left stocking first ' and picking up pins In the street "I hate to walk op town." Mother was looking at herself in Janie's mirror. "The sun Is so hot" Don't go then," Janle advised . . . No, Mother didn't worry Inside. She was preening herself like a pretty ,,,, pigeon , ... . ... .., "But I promised Cella Pd send her . another, dress." , ,. , , tl "She Isn't exactly In rags and tat, ters." Janle remembered the bags ' and the shiny new hat box. "She should be able to manage." ' "Too don't understand, dear." Mother's blue eyes were reproachful "Cella Is sensitive.' She can't take too many favors from dear Aunt Rose," Ratsi" said Janle but not out .. - , "' loud. ' , "It's hard for her to be dependent" Mother powdered her nose. "And she's always so brave about it Cella," she added tenderly,' "has a beautiful - ' disposition." no comment ' Cella's made Janle courage was a family myth. So was her sweet disposition. There were other myths about Cella. Cella was delicate,. Cella was a martyr to, circumstances. Cella, in a setting more glamorous, than ... Mulberry Square, could marry anyone she pleased. Mother believed all the Cella myths. Useless to argue. It' only provoked a scene. Janle Changed the subject '" "There are some French silk .flowers ID Iceland's window marked less than half price," she said "You wanted one for Cella's dress," , r Mother remembered her errands uptown, rut "It Is hot. Isn't Itr, She picked up her bag and her flowered silk parasol. trolley. If only I "I bate the belt-lin' ' J ' had a car of my own.' " ' "I'll go for you," Janle' offered. Mother's "No, thank you, dear." tone Indicated that' the mission was too Important to be entrusted to Janle. There's a sale at Allen's. . I. might be able to pick up something or other." Janle did not Insist Mother, she knew,., liked shopping ,and , sales. In the stores she was almost sure to meet somebody who would tell her' how clever she was to make Cella's dresses or how pretty Cella looked at the last club dance. Mother liked that She wore such bits of praise like medals , pinned on her chest i ' j ' "There are wicker porch sets In the sale at Allen's. Goodness knows we need one." Mother considered a mo ment- - her lower lip caught In, her teeth., "I might get It on Installments." ."Father hates Installments," Janle reminded her. ' "You promised him. ' "" ; ' ' Mother." ":':" "Father has nd Idea how dreadful It Is to be shabby." "Mother's voice was sharp. "Sometimes I think he doesn't care about us at all." Janle set her lips. She adored Fa ther. It was hard to hear Mother pick at him without flaming to his defense, , But what was' the use? There were myths about Father which Mother also firmly believed. Father might have been a famous surgeon. Father was foolish to bury himself In Mulberry Square, ; Father cared more about the foreigners and the poor white trash in Vine and Juniper streets than he did for his own dear children. Mother believed those things. No use to argue. Nothing to do but change the subject again. ' s "The were darling," she said. ' "T think Cella would like ' -.- . . ' ,. them best" ' "They'll probably be gone by the time I get there," Mother said merely from force of habit, "Help Rachel with dinner, Janle, If I'm not back by five. This Is her lodge meeting cross es a bundle of night She's as ' ' " sticks, ';' In' Mother disappeared a flutter of flowered vollei tier slim high heels tapped sharply on the stairs. A scent of violet perfume lingered for a moment on the air, grew fainter, vanished completely. ,..Presently the front door closed. Janle looked down from the window. The afternoon was a little spoiled. She lost her Interest In the "theme," and sat looking down Into the Square, If was dingy and down t the hcil. The benched, 'shaded by locust and maple trees, needed a coat of new tree peiat wry bad!. .. Jba - Janle crossed to the mirror. Strange that people always called her "plain." Horrid wordl She wasn't really so bad. Eyes sort of nice. Chestnut hair that dipped In a peak on her forehead. Brownish skin with pink underneath. Sort of solemn looking. But she did tisve a lovely smile. Everybody said that Too small ever to be queenly or wear a bridesmaid's hat Not so bad though. Only Cella 'was so beauti'. . ful The Ink didn't help any. She It off and powdered her nose. She used, a Hp stick lightly.' Nice to , .. cold-cream- , . . "' , , , , . v , ' . forget-me-not- . j , , ." - - , '" . them' required a tremendous effort footShe decided Just to wsltl The for a mo halted came nearer, steps ment seemed to be waiting iowruA her up to the side porch steps. voice said, "Good afternoon. and pleas. n was a man's voice, low Moreamused. so ever and faintly ant Janie unfamiliar. over; it was entirely ber eyes. opened A young man' was standing on the In his top porch step holding his hat Her first impression was a hands. shoulsleepy jumble of broad tweed nose thut a ders, brown eyes, sunburn, was Just a nose, a wide mouth, a golden-brow- n square sort of chin and a looked expensive. necktie that Janie Jerked up from the cushions. This Is Doctor Ballard's residence, Isn't it?" he asked., , 1 i , Janie nodded. 'Is the doctor at homer "Not now," she answered, "and the office door is around at the other ' side." - down "I'm not a patient" He smiled at the small grave person In the hamHer mock. ) Her hair was tousled. cheeks were flushed., She looked, though she did not know It very sleepy and cross and Just about twelve years old.' "I'm Hugh Kennedy," he said, as though the name might serve as a passport Into any small person's " ;' ' esteem. new Inwith Janle It did."' glanced terest at this smiling young man. : "Oh,? she. said.. "You're Father's , ; legacy." "You might call me that I suppose." He continued to smile. It crinkled his eyes and made them friendly. Janle approved of his eyes. "We do," she confessed. "Just In the family, of course." "I wrote Doctor Ballard. ' Doesn't ' ; ' he expect me?" ' "Father Is careless about ' letters," Janie explained, "It's probably In on his office desk under a book about bones and a couple of bills from the Sit down," she added, replumber. membering her manners. "Thank you." He settled himself Into a rocker beside the hammock. "Are you Doctor Ballard's little girl?" "I'm Janie," she answered, "and al" ' most entirely grown up." "How grown up? Older than twelve and a half?" "I'm a Moral Influence," she said to Impress this smiling young man. "I keep , little boys from breaking windows and shooting craps. I'm the assistant director of the community play' ' ' ' ' ground." "I beg your pardon," he apologized. WI thought'you were ft thild." ' "People do." Janie sighed plaintively. "I had to produce a birth certificate before they would give me the playground Job even though Tve lived here all my Ufe., And the policeman down there is always getting me mixed up with the urchins. ' It makes ' life very 'difficult" "" He laughed at that His teeth were even and very white." Viewed singly, as they emerged from the' sleepy Jumble, his features were not unattractive. His hair, Janle decided, Just escaped being red. , His mouth quirked humorously at the corners. He wasn't exactly handsome but he looked like somebody, it would be 'pleasant to know. She began to' enjoy herself. She was so seldom permitted to occupy' the center of the stage. Cella saw to that But Celia, thanks to dear Aunt Rose, was safely out of the way. Janle became expansive., .,... , "Actually meeting you," she, said, "is like seeing the prince of Wales or You know, someBilly Sunday or body, you've heard of all your life but .never expected to' behold with your very own eyes. Father never told us much, except that yonr father had asked him to let yon work here as his assistant when you finished at the hospital And then later there was a letter from a lawyer In New York " ,. "It's legal all right" he said a bit grimly. "My sister Louise did her best but it wasn't any use. She over me as though 1 had been wept sen' i tenced to prison." ' Janie bridled. " "New Kingston Isn't as bad as that Or even Mnlberry Square." "I'm sure it Isn't" He his shoulders. , "Anyway, rmshrugged here to - " , Mother opened the door. "Janle!" Bhe said reproachfully. iTve called you hali a .dozen times. In the world are, you doing?". a theme. If It's good "Writing ' I get Into Professor Tail's may Jienough, 'short story class next year,.. ' " "That's splendid, dear." i The rechanged' Into enthusiasm. proach - Mother wanted Janle to write. Since she wasn't pretty like Cella, she had to do something of the kind. "What 'is the topic TV Mother, was beaming. -. jWhat. are you writing about . i "The Square," v. . , "Well for Heaven's sake!" Mother ao longer was beaming. "I should (think you could find a more Interesting subject than that" Janie's enthusiasm wilted like a balloon. You couldn't make ' jjirlcked jMother understand.' She' hated the ,6quare now that everybody who mattered at all had moved out to Manor jatreet and Delaware Heights. Well, .Janle Father would understand. 'brightened a little. She would tell . kirn about it tonight she asked, n, "Going somewhere that. Mother, wore, her second-bestoticing, , hat with roses around the brim. ."I want, to get the mnterlal for Mother waa drawing drefls. : pn white silk gloves a little yellowed ,'.,froia washing. "The sample was in " called you. "jlier letter. That's why " Do ydtl Ttaow where it isT 'Her,- - I'thlnk,- - Janle pulled open the drawer rof her writing table. Yes, Si was. Bella's "dainty baadwrlt-- , ' , (thereon a hotel envelope5 . . Huddon Jng TToll Tho r.a a nfaff namA Dorothy Vernon of Haddon Iafcnglandrbey made clOer out of apples mixed with mul- ... ' -J- anfe-produced CHAPTER I ' I Strange That People Always Called Ker "Plain." ,., ,. be beautiful ' Pleasant to know you can marry anybody you please . . . "Bobby Shaftoe's gone to sea. Silver buckles on his knee": , . . Now what made ber think of that? It didn't matter any lopger. She was nineteen years old and grown up past "Mother Goose." Cella was twenty-one- . She would marry somebody pretty soon. ' ' Maybe then . -. . ' "Janle!" , was Father! v - f .. , ; : , II "Thank you, t dear," , j Father was washing his hands at the bowl In the oftlce.' "Did you mind very much?" "No.". That was a fib. Janie's knees were Shaking: Her stomach felt empty and queer. The smell of ether always made her sick.,, But her hand had been steady, ,. Father didn't know. (Will-hbe all right?", Fopr.Tony Silver. Beads of sweat on his fore., head . . ". ' i(,,"Of course. If he doesn't try to walk oh It" "Father was packing fresh rolls of gauze' Into his bag.! "I suppose though," he added,' "you can't afford the luxury of a broken leg If you have ten children Jo feed.'V i j "Are you going out gala?1 i He oughl i Father's, eyes, were tired. not to wk. so ihari His shoulders were stooped and his hair was almost entirely white, He looked twenty years older than Mother Instead of only Just ten. ''Why. don't yon stay home and rest?" .. , "Can't baby." He paused on his way to the door and put his arm around Janle. ."I appreciate your help ing me out Feel in my pocket" he said, Janle found a paper bag and In ' vestigated its contents.' Gum drops I" A lump crept Into her throat' Father was never too busy to remember the things that she liked. "So long as you stick to gum drops." He tilted ber chin and smiled down Into her eyes. "When your taste turns to French, youll have to find a wealthier beau." v "I'll always love you best" "Nonsense. Yon don't mean that" His voice was very gentle,- - ."But I like to bear.lt, of 'course. Now off with you and your gum drops. I've got to be on my way." . Outside a car , The office door closed. spluttered and rattled 'into motion. Janle walked from the office Into the hall, through' the living room and out on the shady side- porch. She felt better now. The fragrance of mock- orange blossoms banished the ether She lay In the hammock smell propped up against a heap of cushions. There wss a book on the bamboo table. Sue opened It and began to read. Wor ries forgotten, Janle read on and on. Presently the words seemed Jumbled and confused. . Janie's eyelids began to. droop. Janie's la?hea. .fluttered down against ber cheeks. She sighed softly and, supped over the border Into the drowsy country of dreams. ' Focisteps aroused ' her, how much later she 4ld not know. Jsnld's evo. lids were weighted with lead. Lifting J ! -.v , i ' . bon-bon- - s I .e"!" V ' ' , Stay,r.,ea,; "Father needs somebody,'' Janlej said gravely. "He works too hard all the time," "He's splendid." Young Doctor Kennedy's voice sounded warm and sincere. "He came for commencement when I graduated from Jeff. He and my dad were classmates, you know Dad was pretty fine, too. Be died eight years ago. I never knew exactly why he wanted me to come here except that he admired Doctor Ballard and always said he was a credit to the .' ' r , professionJanle fairly glowed. Praise for Father made her feel happy inside. Her liking, for, Father's youug doctor Increased with a, sudden bound His eyes were the color of sherry" wine,' hair meant a Re? temper, perhaps, and the thrust of his chin was stubborn.- That was all right Janle had no respect for people who acted llke: door mats. He looked expenslvt-- hls , (If .t. Donaml i the uis In a careless knotted necktie brown but knowing fashion "Well, what have you decided about me?" be asked with a crinkly smile. Janie was conscious of the fact that she had been staring. A warm pink flush stained her cheeks-Te- ll me," he urged. time, maybe," she com"Some "When Tve found out if promised. I am right "You'll stay for dinner, of course"; Janie borrowed the voice that Mother used when she wanted to be especially gracious. ' I'H speak to ' ' " ' the cook." me," he obweren't expecting ,"You hotel" a jected. "I'd better flijd "It will be all right" Janle fervently hoped that she was telling the truth. -- We'll Just set another place." ... Thank you." : He settled back la .. the rocker. . r i. "Excuse me for , Just a minute." Janle rose intending to make a graceful and dignified exit The gum drops prevented that Brushed by her skirt, the paper sack opened and sent them rattling down to the floor. Impossible to be dignified surrounded by scurrying glim drops, tiny ones, pink and yellow and green. If they had been s she wouldn't have minded so much. But gum drops were childish. Janle felt as though she had been caucrht stealing lam. She looked up from the gum drops' to Father's young doctor, tie was; Not making fun, she was smiling. him for that but smiling to grateful the way you would smile at a child; you rather liked. Janle smiled, too,' Straight up Into his startled eyes she smiled her wide gay gorgeous smile that every one said waa lovely, ,, j "Whew I" The exclamation was a long whistling r sound ,. of surprised ."What happened? ., What did that?" j ,, "I smiled," Janle explained and felt foolish a moment afterwards .' " ' ' "Was that Itr His voice sounded bewildered. "I thought somebody bad turned on a moon. Do you do it often?" "'...' "Not very." ; f) "You should." ; He locked at, her as ' though' he hadn't seen her before.' a "It's marvelous smile. Why did you do It then?" , "I was thinking," ' Janie confessed,1 "that whenever I try to be dignified,' I only succeed In acting exactly like. , j u Janle." ' v ... ,; , knew he was watching her, as . She she crossed to open the door. She! prayed that she wouldn't trip over th; sill. Her prayer was answered. ' She' hnt" BOldeD" -- EUuea, r$& ?it3 ... . f Whci. fcoyinr tliinti let", ,TTl "Hi ikini.. I..'. . That s i t t a n a have r . urf. perennial wntt for ,.- DTIl Odell Gardens : self pronouncing Ust ui planting guide of pluti shrubs, and trett. - -- Ofden, rjuk PAIR A bon-bon- PC u TRefinin ?., looking ab!y w STO V I alwari .:Altk If. T ;h mid...r L tluk, t a aiulitf into fli Uf .1 - 1 I sh If ktw lik4 proitadl when I Urcd In mliMd their atstandint OTtd t California. I m w and Idaht THIS WEEK'S PRIZE till Bf that Service Stations In Utah attii , 1 I tend th Utah product! u tU Tori yoa would never hin imhi rapenor floaair, and would tlwtn a anrinr IntcrmoantiiB prodwti. m - f ;.':' - 1 uian , j todee ES, TTJ .,ry , ... MRS. EDNA POWEi . EI Hoiti, , : srK 3.. New Grand! l&m Hotel "II ' didn't ,v f ,,... Ill ay. Shopping New Modern g ' tyrant When Janle entered the kitchen, uhe was paring potatoes. "What are we having for dinner?" Rachel glanced up. The spectacles, which were th pride of her heart gave her the look of plump and Indignant brown owl ji "Hash," she answered briefly, "and het over apple dumplln's." "We're having company, Rachel" Rachel was not concerned. ! Janle explored the lea box. "Here's tomorrow's chicken," . she called back over her shoulder. "Yoa can fry It and make some tea cakes." "What yo maw gwlne say If there's nothin' but bones fo Sunday dlnnah?" Rachel grumpily inquired. "Mother won't care. Please, Rachel darling." ( "You go set the table." Rache! lumbered over to the Ice box and d herself with a grunt "You're a darling!" Janle embraced Rachel, the chicken and a bunch of Di ardent feTvor J IM I ialr. k District left of the china, Janle curious thing She walked Into thi living room and took from of he square p!.no rose-spra- y ful photograph, expensively framed la Cells Kthu?tfully. was lllght 'shining !W lrVo;rfhaU,8"eher Cereal ? Christmas card angel. You thought of Wrce. lain saint In a silver niche . . tj graph. She changed m a small bronze ornamefat she shattered the glass in tlte silver frame. she carried It out Into the hail dose? wrapped lt in raincoat and burled Nt wad,ephonep;tp9;d-8a,o- was otfy humnn. ' deceit. aJ little Coffee Shop Connection . Open Dar and NUtt) If. H. THOMPSON, Minif Ifi it," sai tlanc Salt Lake City, Utah f 1 I BUS Ihn,. T bid,Br SAMPL&l SALESMENS' c iifc h .nliaBiBf Jf$ltj t pilot F Ladies Knit Suits and Off Now One-ha- lf MttU WOOLEN UTAH ....... Salt Lake Oty, Ute repl enough ronpl Id fr 3 rtere ASK YOUR DRUGGIST tOl I a mind seeds M as i ,. "?onnn Wldyour Racl gave Janle a "How Ah'm gwlne ; shove. make any progress wid you ight to mah neck? Jest youclamped table pretty whilst Ah th'ow set de dls bird in de pan." , nf6,8!1, 8et table with Grand- - E in mm mm Silt OS MAGNESI MILK I PBODOCtj AN INTEEMOUNTAIN low-ere- Janie "OW oar IPI t tall ire i jpree uaraen uuiuej, d I d isger L'SJ Bait Lak. CUT. tUi Offkt Port ui Opposite New Federal Baudiaf "Salt take's Mosf Populif Medium Priced Hotel s On Block from Theitri ui The kitchen of the old brick house was ruled by a grumpy queen. Rachel was a fat elderly colored woman who naa uved with the Ballards since Janie was a baby. She was devoted to all of them though you would nevet have guessed It from her grumpy manner. Rachel was a pe&rl beyond price but Rachel was also . .. fin Patch flat H f ? y( Pete exa f !'.mbleh . . Place Your Order Pub. ' i itful'o -- rw; w,; For White Ushorna, otfcer Popular Breed. PrM"'",, Monntata Bred and AcclimiW J" ahert dirtaaee from oar w ariea to roor warm Brooder. " diatribntore for and Lincoln ehlek feed J"" Special price! snd cash . order placed now. g. "AH Breedlns Stork Blcoo V BWD). PaUonua Dieae. Whola Blood ASflatinitioa alneo October UU i catad reaetori remoTed." 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