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Show THE SAUNA SITN. SAUNA, UTAH TOWN IN MIDOCEAN vast uncharted Island, forerunner of many others which will give to the A Part One CHAPTER I There were four mulberry trees. They grew around the fountain In the center of the Square. Their leaves were rough and heart-shapeand when It was ripe the purple fruit dropped of Its own accord Into the grass. The . . . d Janie! That was Mother calling from downstairs. Janie sat very still and almost held her .breath. If she didnt Hurry, dearl Is the sample Inside?" Janie produced the precious scrap and Mother tucked It Inside her hag. Its probably all gone now, she said with a plaintive sigh. Such a lovely shade of lilac! Janie 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 hurst next winter and that every unopened letter contained distressing news. It was 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 Janie. Her skin was smooth and fair. There were few threads of gray In her wavy light brown hair. Her eyes were the high lovely blue of a picture post card lake and seldom shadowed with real anxiety. Worrying, with Mother, Janie decided, was merely a habit, like putting on your left stocking first and picking up pins In the street. I hale to walk up town. Mother was looking at herself In Janie's ndrror. The sun is so hot. Dont go then, Janie advised . . . No,' Mother didn't worry inside. She was preening herself like a pretty pigeon But I promised Celia Id send her another dress." She Isnt exactly In rags and tatters." Janie remembered the hags and the shiny new hat box. "She should be able to manage." "You dont understand, dear." Mothers blue eyes were reproachful. "Celia is sensitive. She can't take too, many favors from dear Aunt Bose. Bats!" said Janie but not out answer, perhaps Mother would think she had gone out somewhere. She smiled, thinking how, at nineteen, the subterfuges of her childhood still clung. Silence I No sound but the wind In the locusts and a hand organ playing In the Square . . . "My wild Irish rose, The sweetest flower No sound from that grows . . Mother. Janie 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 of the early settlers, a certain Sir. Godfrey Ballard, from whom our family Is descended-That sounded like bragging. If It was accepted, Professor Vail might read it aloud to the class. Every one would think she was putting on airs. Janie drew her pet) through the clause-ancontinued. brought them from his English garden to grow In the virgin soil of New Kingston, then a tiny settlement on the hanks of the Delaware. Janies eyes, hazel eyes, spaced wide apart under brows like slender wings, lifted from the theme, strayed out through the window and down Into loud. the Square. Uttle girls were playing It's hard for her to he dependent." house under the mulberry trees ns she Mother And powdered her nose. and Celia and Muriel hnd played there she's always so brave about it. Celia, a very long time ago. Janie and Celia she added tenderly, has a beautiful and Muriel . . . Cleaner than the disposition. little girls who played there now. Janie made no comment Celia's white petticoats, sashes, Starched was a family myth. So was courage bows. Muriels govslippers tied with her sweet disposition. There were erness watching them from a nearby other ubout Celia. Celia was myths bench. Joseph bringing the pony cart. delicate. Celia was a martyr to cirJanie and Celia and Muriel. Sailing cumstances. Celia, In a setting more boats in the fountain . , . than Mulberry glamorous Square, Janie! could marry anyone she pleased. Mother again. Another Interval of Mother believed all the Celia myths. waiting. Another loug sigh of relief. Useless to argue. It only provoked Janies attention returned to the a scene. Janie changed the subject. theme." There are some French silk (lowIt Is said" She crossed that out ers In Lelnnd's window marked less Sir Godfrey llallard, than half price, she said. and substituted You wantso runs the legend, grew them from ed one for Celius dress. cuttings taken from a mulberry tree Mother remembered her errands upIn Shakespeares garden at Stratford." town. There. That should make an ImpresShe picked up It Is 'hot. Isnt It? sion on Professor Vail. Perhaps It her and her flowered silk parasol. hag was true. I hate the belt-lintrolley. If only IIow fragrant the locust blossoms a car of my own. were I Like lilies on Easter Sunday. .Ill go for you, Janie offered. It must be dull for Celia at the shore Mothers No, thank you, dear, to Itose. with Great-aun- t Lovely tone Indicated that the mission was smell the ocean, though and watch the too 'Important to he entrusted to Janie. waves curve up in scallops on the a sale at Allen's. I ndght Theres sand Lilies made you think of Celia. be ahle to pick up something or other. Little Saint CeWhite and gold. did not Insist. Janie Mother, she I celia! Bats knew, liked shopping and sales. In "JANIE!" the stores she was almost sure to meet Very loud this time. Coming closer. somebody who would tell her how Footsteps climbing the third floor clever she was to make Celias dresses stairs. Janie began to scribble with or how pretty Celia looked at the last furious hnste . . . Bats Bats club dance.. Mother liked that. She Bats. Three blind mice. See how they wore such bits of praise like medals run . . . Shingled (irown head bent on her chest. pinned " over the table. Jaws set. Forehead There are wicker porch sets In the wrinkled Into a frown. Ink on her sale Ht Allens. Goodness knows we cose and her fingertips. A lady abneed one. Mother considered a moefforts to and lost in sorbed literary ment, her lower lip caught In her the world outside. teeth. I might get it on installments. the door. Mother opened Father hates installments, Janie she said reproachfully. Janie! You promised him. reminded her. a dozen half times. Ive called you Mother." What in the world are you doing? has no idea how dreadful If a theme. Its good it "Father Writing Is to be shabby. .Mother's voice enough, 1 may get Into Professor Vails was sharp. "Sometimes I think he short-stornext class year. doesnt care about us at all. The reThats splendid, dear. Janie set her lips. She adored Fa into enthusiasm. changed proach It .was hard to hear Mother ther. Mother wanted Janie to write. Since him without flaming to his at pick like Celia, she had defense. she wasnt pretty But what was the use? What to do something of the kind. There were myths about Fnthei which was Mother Is the topic? beaming. Mother also (Irmly believed. Father . What are you writing about? might have been a famous surgeon. The Square. Father was foolish to bury himself "Well for Heavens sake!" Mother In Mulberry Square. Father cared I should no longer was beaming. more about the foreigners and the think you could find a more Interest- poor white trash In Vine and Juniper ing subject than that. streets than he did for his own dear a wilted like Janies enthusiasm children. Mother believed those things. pricked balloon. You couldn't make No use to argue. Nothing to do but She hated the Mother understand. change the subject again. who matnow that everybody Square were darling," The tered at all had moved out to Manor she said. I think Celia would like street and Delaware Heights. Well, them best." Janie Father would understand. They'll probably be gone by the brightened a little. She would tell time I get there," Mother said merely him about It tonight . . , from force of habit. Help Rachel Going somewhere? she asked, nowith dinner, Janie, If Im nut hack ticing that Mother wore her second-bes- t by five. This is her lodge meeting hat with roses around the brim. night Shes ns cross as a bundle of I want to get the material for sticks." Celias dress." Mother was drawing Mother disappeared In a flutter of on white silk gloves a little yellowed flowered voile. Her slim high heels The sample was In tapped sharply on the stairs. A scent from washing. her letter. Thats why I called you of violet perfume lingered for a moDo you know where It Is? ment on the air, grew fainter, vanished Janie pulled open completely. Iresently the front door Here, I think. the drawer of her writing table. Yes, closed. Janie looked down from the there it was. Celia's dainty nand writ- window. The afternoon was a little ing on a hotel envelope . . . lladdon spoiled. She lost her Interest In the Ilall . . . That was a pretty name "theme. " and snt looking down Into the . . . Dorothy Vernon of lladdon Square. It was dingy and down at Hall In England they made the heel. The benches, shaded by cider out of apples mixed with mullocust and maple trees, needed a coat , berry juice . . of new tree paint very badly. Tae lamp posts staggered like tipsy old men with their lantern-tohats askew. Once It bad been lovely . . , Janie and Celia and Muriel . . . Muriel would be coming back soon. Shed probably be too grand to remember her poor relations in Mulberry Square . , . Janie crossed to the mirror. Strange that people always called her plain. Horrid word! She wasnt 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 have a lovely smile.' Everybody said that. Too 8mall ever to be queenly or wear a bridesmaids bat. Not so oad though. Only Celia was so beautiful . The Ink didnt help any. She It off and powdered her nose. She used a lip stick lightly. Nice to p .. cold-cream- . ... ... e ... forget-me-not- ... s them required a tremendous effort She decided just to wait. The footsteps came nearer, halted for a moment, seemed to be walking towards her up to the side porch steps. A voice said, Good afternoon. It was a mans voice, low and pleasant and ever so faintly amused. Moreover, It was entirely unfamiliar. Janie opened her eyes. A young man was standing on the top porch step holding his hat In his hands. Her flrst impression was a sleepy Jumble of broad tweed shoulders, brown eyes, sunburn, a nose that was Just a nose, a wide mouth, a square sort of chin and a golden-brow- n necktie that looked expensive. Janie Jerked up from the cushions. This Is Doctor Ballards residence, Isnt it?" he asked. Janie nodded. Is the doctor at home? "Not now, she answered, "and the office door Is around at the other side. Im not a patient He smiled down at the small grave person In the hammock. Iler hair was tousled. Her cheeks were flushed. She looked, though she did not know It, jrery sleepy and cross and just about twelve Im Hugh Kennedy, he years old. said, as. though the name might serve as q jKissport into any small persons esteem. It. did. Janie glanced, with new Interest at this smiling young man. You're Fathers Oh," she said. legacy. "You might call me that. I suppose." He continued to smile. It crinkled his eyes and made them friendly. Janie approved of his eyes. "We do, she confessed. "Just In the family, of course." Doesnt . I wrote Doctor Ballard. he expect me? Father is careless about letters, Janie explained. Its probably in on his office desk under a book about bones and a couple of bills from the rlumber. Sit down, she added, remembering her manners. Thank you. lie settled himself Into a rocker beside the hammock. "Are you Doctor Ballards little. girl? Im Janie," she answered, and almost entirely grown up. IIow grown up? Older than twelve and a half? "I'm a Moral Influence, she said to I Impress this smiling young man. keep little boys from breaking windows and shooting craps. Im the assistant director o.f the community playground. I beg your pardon, he apologized. . I thought you were a child. People do." Janie sighed plainI had to produce a birth cer-- . tively. tifieate before they would give me the playground job even though Ive lived here all my life. And the policeman down there is always getting me. mixed up with the urchins. It makes life very difficult. lie' laughed at that, nis teeth were even and Very white. Viewed singly, as they emerged from the sleepy jumble, his features were not unattractive. Ills hair, Janie decided, just escaped being red. His mouth quirked humorously at the corners. lie wasnt 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. Celia saw to that. But Celia, thanks to dear Aunt Bose, was safely out of the way. Janie became expansive. Actually meeting you, she said, is like seeing the prince of Wales or You know, some--bodBilly Sunday or youve heard of all your life' but never expected to behold .with your very own eyes. Father never told us much, except that your father hnd asked him to let you work here as his assistant when you finished at the hospital. And then later there was a letter from a lawyer In New York." "Its legal all right," he said a bit grimly. My sister Louise did her best but It wasnt any use.' She wept over me as though I had been sentenced to prison." . Janie bridled. New Kingston Isnt as bad as that Or even Mulberry Square. He shrugged Im sure it isnt his shoulders. Anyway, Im here to stay for a year." Father needs somebody, Janie said lie works too hard all the gravely. time." Hes splendid. Young Doctor Kennedys voice sounded warm and sinHe came for commencement cere. when I graduated from Jeff. Lie and my dad were classmates, you know. Dad was pretty fine, too. He died eight years ago. I never knew exactly why he wanted me to come here except that he admired Lector Ballard and always said he was a credit to the profession. Janie fairly glowed. ITaise for Father made her feel happy Inside. Her liking for Father's young doctor Increased with n sudden hound. His eyes were the color of sherry wine. Bed hair meant a temper, perhaps, und the thrust of his chin was stubborn. That was all right. Janie had no respect for people who noted like door mats. He looked expensive his . Strange That Her People Always Called1 Plain." Pleasant to know you can marry anybody you please . . . Bobby Shaftoes gone to sea. Silver buckles on his knee . . . Now what made her think of that? It didnt matter any longer. . She was nineteen years old and grown up past Mother Goose. Celia was twenty-one- . She would marry somebody pretty soon. . Maybe then . be beautiful. Janie! ... . That was Father!. . II "Thank you, dear." Father was washing his hands at the bowl In the ollice. Did you mind very much? No. That was a fib. Janies knees were shaking. Iler stomach felt empty and queer. The smell of ether always made her sick. But her hand had been steady. Father didnt know. Will he be all right?" Poor Tony Silver. Beads of sweat on his forehead Of course. If he doesnt try to walk on It." Father was packing fresh rolls of gauze Into his bag. I suppose though, he added, yoju cant ufford the luxury of a broken leg If you have ten children to feed. Are you going out again? Fathers eyes were tired. He ought not to work so hard. His shoulders were stooped and his hair was almost He looked twenty entirely white. years older than Mother Instead of only Just ten. Why don't you stay home and rest? Can't, baby." He paused on his way to the door and put his arm around Janie. I appreciate your helping me out. Feel In my pocket, he said. Janie found a paper bag and Investigated Its contents. A lump crept into Gum drops! her throat Father was never too busy to remember the things that she liked. "So long as you stick to gum drops. He tilted her chin aud smiled down When your taste luto her eyes. turns to French youll have to And a wealthier beau. "Ill always love you best." You dont mean that "Nonsense. Ills voice was very gentle. But I like to hear It, of course. Now off with you and your gum drops. Ive got to be on my way. The ollice door closed. Outside a car spluttered and rattled Into motion. Janie walked front the office Into the hall, through the living room and out on the shady side porch. She felt better now. The fragrance of blossoms banished the ether She lay in the hammock smell. propped up against a heap of cushions. There was a book on the banthoo table. She opened It and began to read. Wor rles forgotten, Janie read on and on. Presently the words scented jumbled and confused. Janies eyelids began Janie's lashes fluttered to droop. down against her cheeks. She sighed softly and slipped over the border Into the drowsy country of dreams. Footsteps aroused her, how much later she did not know. Janies eyelids were weighted with lead. Lifting ... bon-bon- mock-orang- ' y shoes, his Panama hat, the golden-brow- n necktie knotted In a careless but knowing fashion . . . Well, what have you decided about me? he asked with a crinkly smile. Janie was conscious of the fact that she had been staring. A warm pink flush stained her cheeks. Tell me, he urged. Some tlmej maybe," she comWhen I've found out If promised. I am right Youll stay for dinner, of course. Janie borrowed the voice that Mother used when she wanted to be especially gracious. Ill speak to the cook." You werent expecting me," he obId better find a hotel." jected. It will be all right Janie fervently hoped that she was telling the truth. Well Just set another place." Thank you." He settled back In the rocker. Excuse me for just a minute." Janie 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. gum drops, tiny ones, pink and yellow and green. If they had been she wouldnt have minded so much. But gum drops were childish. Janie felt as though she had been caught stealing Jam. She looked up from the gum drops to Fathers young doctor. He was smiling. Not making fun, she was grateful to him for that, but smiling the way you would smile at a child you rather liked. Janie smiled, too. Straight up Into his startled eyes she smiled her wide gay gorgeous smile that every one said was lovely. Whew! The exclamation was a long whistling sound of surprise. What happened? What did that? I smiled," Janie explained and felt foolish a moment afterwards. Was that It? His voice sounded, I thought somebody had bewildered. turned on a moon. Do you do it often? Not very. You should. ne looked at her as though he hadn't seen her before. Its a snarvelous smile. Why did world a new race of Island dwellers, is said by a Berlin correspondent likely to rise shortly In the North sea. A time In the near future has been visualized when there will be maritime towns moored in the middle of the Atlantic and complete with luxury hotels and landing grounds for aircraft. Fast airplane services will be begun from the mainland and In between the Island communities, airdromes, with powerful wireless stations, will be built. Then will come the health seekers. Week-ender- s will discover this new world on The islands will their doorsteps. have their trees, flowers and gardens. The sea will be harnessed to provide electricity, and the wants of the communities will be supplied by cargo carrying aircraft from the mainland. clean and healthy take Dr. Fierce Pleasant Pellet. 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When Janie entered the kitchen, she was paring potatoes. What are we having for dinner? Rachel glanced up. The spectacles, which were the pride of her heart, gave her the look of a plump and Indignant brown owl. Hash, she answered briefly, "and het over apple dumplins. Were having company, Rachel. Rachel was not concerned. Janlfi explored the Ice box. . Heres tomorrows chicken, she called back over her shoulder. You can fry it and make some tea cakes." What yo' maw gwine say If there's nothin but bones fo Sunday dinnab?" Rachel grumpily Inquired. Mother won't care. Ilease, Rachel darling. "You go set the table. Rachel lumbered over to the Ice box and lowered herself with a grunt. "Youre a darling! Janie embraced Rachel, the chicken and a bunch of asparagus with equal and ardent fervor. "Go on wld you 1" Rachel gave Janie How Ahm gwine a gentle shove. make any progress wld you clamped tight to mah neck? Jest you set de table pretty whilst Ah thow dis bird In de pan. Before she set the table with Grandmother Ballard's silver and what was left of the rose-sprachina, Janie did a curious thing. She walked Into the living room and took from the shelf of the square piano a photograph of Celia. It was a beautiful photograph, expensively framed In silver. Janie studied It thoughtfully. Celia was lovely. The light shining through her hair gave her an ethereal look. You thought of a Christmas card angel. You thought of a porcelain saint In a silver niche . . . For a moment she hesitated, ner hand moved to replace the photograph. She changed her mind. With a small bronze ornament she shattered the glass in the silver frame. Then she carried it out Into the hall closet, wrapped it In a raincoat and burled It under a pile of old galoshes. Janie was honest and hated deceit ; but Jauie was only human. gold-brimme- d HOTEL .TEMPLE SQUARE 200 Rooms ' 200 Tile Baths Radio connection in every room. ' RATES FROM 1.50 Just oppotttt Mormon Tabernacle ERNEST C. 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