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I think, she said a moment later as she fitted a small brass key into its lock, "I think he just wanted to get rid of everything everything that reminded him of of me, Don. obAnd its quite as likely, served her husband with characteristic fairness, that he knew these things would help if we were hard up. He loves you, Nora. Never forget that. Nora arose and put her arms around him. Oh, Don! she cried. If I could only be sure! James Lambert had sent his daughters entire wardrobe. Everything from my beautiful seal coat to the gold mesh bag he gave me Christmas. Nora spoke from the floor while she extricated this costly trinket from the toe of a' smart tan overshoe. She smiled a little. Dad must have packed this stuff himself, Don. Martha would never have put that gold mesh bag in such a place. Why, how queer this Leonora, from 1 marrying Don Mason, young "rolling stone. He tells her, "Unless a house is founded upon a rock, it will not survive." Leonora suspects the Influence of her Ned, always Jealous of the girl since the day his father brought her home from the deathbed of her mother, abandoned by her Italian baritone lover. Don arrives in the midst of the argument, and Lambert realizes the frank understanding between the two. Sitting up late into the night, Lambert reviews the whole story, of Nora as a child, at boarding school, studying music abroad, meeting Don on the return trip. In the morning he delivers his ultimatum, to give Don a Job with Ned for When Nora suggests ' a year's showdown. the possibility of running away with Don, Don Lambert threatens disinheritance. agrees to the Job. but before a month is over, his nerves are Jumpy, he cannot sleep at night, he is too tired to go out much with Nora. Nora soothes him with her music. Nora complains to her father of Neds spying on Don, and decides that rather than see his spirit broken, she will run away. She urges her father to put an end to the futile experiment. James Lambert is obdurate and angry. Lambert tells her that if Don quits she will quit with him; that he will be through with her. He adds that if she tires of her bargain it will be useless to come to him for help. Later Don and Nora discuss the situation. Don promises to buck Well stick it out, he says. With the up. coming of spring. Don is full of unrest and wanderlust, and takes long walks at night. One evening a poor girl speaks to him, and in his pity for her, he gives her money. A car passes at thet moment, flashes headlights and moves on. A terrific heat wave ushers in the summer, and Nora refuses to go to the country with her father. Ned. meanwhile, insinuates to his father about Dons evenings away from Nora, but Lambert refuses to listen. Meanwhile, Don broods over the undermining of his morale. At the height of the heat wave, when Don is finding everything insupportable, Ned speaks of having the goods on him, having seen him give a girl money. When Ned scoffs at the true story of the episode, Don knocks him down, and is through. He calls Nora, who insists on running away with him to get married, realizing it is her Job is! I . . Her voice faded curiously into sito restore Dons faith in himself. Her good-bto her father is met with complete si- lence, and Don turned from preparlence. Don and Nora go to Maine and settle down in the studio of Carl Venable, a ing lunch to join her. famous artist friend of Dons, whose daughWhats queer? he questioned. ter he saved from drowning. Nora writes Nora looked up, a puzzled expresher father. foster-daughte- r, r, ous; and those last biscuits melted in my mouth. Nora echoed Fried potatoes! n infant A scornfully. could fry potatoes, Don! It was a happy time; and the rainy morning when Don opened the crates and boxes which threatened to crowd all firewood from the shed things he had found in far, far corners of the world, was a occasion, never forgotten by Leonora. It was these treasures (though her unsuspecting husband didnt guess it till long after) which gave the girl her first sharp longing for a home. Hitherto she had thought only of possessing Don; but as she dropped to her knees in rapture before an arm chair of red lacquer exquisitely decorated with mother-of-pea- rl inlay, something within her that is a part of every normal woman, stirred to life. Don smiled, watching the dreams he did not understand, dawn in her eyes. Like it, my dear? Ive a nest of small red tables, too. Beautiful, all of them. And somewhere round is a piece of flawless cloisonne thatll new-bor- red-lett- er y CHAPTER VI Continued Nora covered six pages with cheerful nothings, and ended as she had ended all her letters to him since childhood: I love you heaps, Daddy, your Nora. Nor did she omit the three black crosses below her name. They signified kisses. She had never forgotten them, even in the busy days at college or when touring Europe. The girl knew, though he had never told her in so many words, that her father would feel cheated if those crosses (first appearing in her letters when she was only seven and James away on business) were omitted. Nora mailed the letter that afternoon when they went to the Port in search of a kitchen apron. Do you think hell answer it? she questioned, hope in her voice; and Don, who had been wondering the same thing, thought savagely: Hes a beast if he doesnt! though all he said was: I wouldnt expect too much of him at first, Nora. James Lambert did not answer that letter; but one afternoon some ten days later when they turned away from the post office, empty handed as usual, Jim Perkins, who ran not only the general store but the express office, hailed them jovially: Hi there, Mr. Mason! Your wifes baggage come in on the morn-i-n train. Want I should carry it down to the shack right now? Puzzled, they crossed the street and entered the small frame building which served the American Express. What, Nora was thinking, could that man mean? Then her eyes fell on the familiar steamer trunks that had accompanied her all over Europe. Beside them, neatly tagged with her new name, stood a wardrobe trunk that she had never seen before a handsome one. Her heart quickened when she saw that the tags were addressed in the neat, clear script of a generation that knew no typewriters her fathers penmanship. He he has sent my things, she said to Don, her voice unsteady. I see, Don murmured; then to the expressman: Were on our way home now, Jim. Send em along. You can ride on the truck, both o you, just as well as not, offered That is, he the man cheerfully. added with a twinkle, if the ladys not too proud! Shes not. Nora assured him, and managed a light, laugh, while the man shouted to some invisible person in the rear: Back the truck and right up to the platform, Iry, Vencart these trunks down to Mr. ables old shack. And get a move sion clouding her eyes. Theres money here here in this bag, I mean. I never carried money in it, Don that is, not more than a dollar or so for an emergency. But this looks . . . Don knelt beside her, taking a roll of bills from its golden hiding place. It its a thousand dollars! he said after a moment, awe in his voice. Its ten bills, Nora! Are you sure, absolutely, that you didnt leave it here? She laughed unsteadily. Of course Im sure! Do you imagine that I went round carrying a thousand dollars especially in a mesh bag for anyone to see? Even I wasnt as careless of money as all that! Dad must have put it there when he packed these things, Don. Oh, it was dear of him! How how can anybody be so dear, and yet so hard? He bothered to pack my clothes himself. I know he did. And he sent everything everything except my silver slippers. I wonder (she glanced up wistfully) I wonder why he kept the slippers, Don. Is it so hard to guess, darling? Don answered; and then, perhaps because she had been fighting them courageously for days, Noras tears came. CHAPTER VII But she wont always be beautiful. make your eyes shine. I found it in Tokyo pure rose du Barry, with a flight of butterflies spanning the entire bowl. Got it for almost nothing, too; though Ill admit that chair youre worshiping left me without a single yen! And see here, girl! (He was prying up a box cover.) When I first saw this candelabra it was the property of a Russian nobleman, a post-wexile. Its said to have belonged to a Czar of all the Russias, though you may season that story with a grain of salt. I bought it partly because its such a beautiful example of Russian brass; but principally because the Grand Duke (or whatever the poor guy was) looked hungry. There! He held aloft an h A stuncandlestick. ner, isnt it? Oh, Don! breathed Nora. "I I am almost glad the Grand Duke needed nourishment! Don laughed, dived into a corner for another box and stared at it, ar eight-branc- Looking back on that summer over a span of years, it seemed to Leonora Mason the most tranquil of her entire life. For Don, the adventurer, was too spent to be restless. He wanted only the healing d peace of woods and rocks and water, these and Nora! Slowly, steadily, his lost weight came back. His skin darkened to its accustomed tan. His buoyant step which the girl had missed so also, though, sorely, returned strangely perhaps, this was the last thing to mend. It was Don who instructed his wife in the art of cooking. Not that I mind being chef to the Queen of Hearts, he told her, but youve got to learn, Madam. Come times when your man gets home after a hard days work hell want his dinner. But I wouldnt begin with soups, if I were you, he added cautiously. That tomato white-cappe- bisque Laughter sprang into his eyes as met hers; and Nora said: You a hero to swallow it! My father would have thrown the whole mess out the door. Do you suppose Ill ever, ever learn, Don? She looked so like a troubled little girl, this usually sophisticated bride of his, that Don pulled himself out of the big chair to secure on! a kiss. The trunks were locked. Of course youll learn! The fried Which means, said Don, when they made the discovery, that the potatoes this noon were marvel they were puzzled. Wonder remember whats here. I seem to some Venetian glass, Ive completely forgotten the jade pendant! We simply must dig up that pendant, Nora, for you can wear it now, not wait, as youll have to for these other things until were old, and wrinkled, and settled down. Somehow I cant just see us settled down, darling. It wouldnt be so bad to settle down with possessions as beautiful as these to keep us company. What on earth are you producing now, Don? Dont try to tell me its a jade teapot! It is? Well, you must have been in funds when you purchased and By George! in some museum, I suppose; but its yours, lady, if you care to keep it. Nora reached out, lifting the piece of jade with reverence. she What I cant understand, is why a said after a moment, man like you, with no home and no desire for a home, should spend his money collecting things of this sort. What makes him, Don? Love of beauty, replied the If strong young man promptly. enough, my dear, the love of beauty will account for almost any crime. Didnt I steal my very wife from her adoring if unreasonable father, simply because she was so beautiful I couldnt endure the thought of a long life without her? But she wont always be beautiful, the girl reminded him. She will to me, Don countered. Beauty is more, so much more than skin deep, Nora. I wasnt referring to that patrician nose which youre so proud of, or your level brows, or those starry eyes that transform you into a syt of dream come true; but to something intangible something deep down within, dearest: the thing that made you relinquish a fortune for a tramp like me. There! he exclaimed, slipping lightly from the packing case, thats off my chest. Ive wanted to say it for a long time and was too shy. You shy? scoffed Nora; but the eyes she lifted to him were indeed stars. And now, said Don, Im going to find that pendant. Jade is a symbol of virtue to the Chinese, you know; and unless my eyes deceived me when I bought the thing from an impoverished coolie (more loot, I fear!), its lovely enough for that most virtuous of wives my own. He made her a formal little bow, and Nora retaliated, laughing: You talk like a book! And you must have learned that bow in dancing school. But youve aroused my curiosity regarding the pendant, Don. Where shall we look? They found the pendant: a thing of such rare beauty that the girl declared she should regard it as her wedding gift. They found an ivory elephant from Belgium ; and a vase from Dresden so feminine and dainty that Nora laughed at the thought of a mere mans buying it. But I bought it' for my wife, She must explained Don soberly. have been in kindergarten at the time. While her husband, a kiddie of eleven, toured Germany alone? asked Nora, rising to put the teaThis jade is pot back in its case. too valuable to be left here indefinitely, Don. What shall we do with it? Ship it to Vens studio in New. York. A friend of his looks after things while theyre abroad. Hes got my rugs. I couldnt leave em here for fear of moths, you know. Rugs! gasped Nora, sinking limply into the priceless chair. On top of all these treasures do you possess rugs? Only three, lady. Don spoke as if confessing a grave fault. But rugs, if you must know the bitter truth, are my pet weakness; and the three in question well, wait till you see em! His wife drew in a deep breath of astonishment. Is is there anything more? Don had to laugh as he responded: Books, my dear. Too many of em to unpack here. I lose my mind when I go into a. bookstore; and unless you want your children to go. barefoot, Nora, you must lead me gently but firmly away from such temptation. She smiled; then after a moment observed thoughtfully: I seem to have married a most But why, surprising individual. may I inquire, when Father was probing your deplorable lack of bank balance, didnt you mention these treasures youve collected? The young man stared at her, eyes widening. TEACHERS WANTFh Teachers Wanted. N 0 RT H W pTTt TEACHERS AGENCY. Sait I -N Utib Special to teachers. Summer coarse mercial subjects. 3 months $35 00 bookkeeping, shorthand, etc. Can.51' Mrt time work for room and board if j SALT LAKE BUSINESS COLLEn?' 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The fasces were the rods made into a bundle to enclose a protruding ax and were borne by the ancient Roman lictors to execute the judgment of the magistrate. Adolph Alexander Weinman, a native of Germany and a member of the United States commission of the fine arts, in 1916 designed our pieces coins. and the 10-ce- nt j 50-ce- nt K, NEW dRAND M. H. THOMPSON Manager U OKI Salt Lake Citys Popular Medium PricJ and Mtia. Hotel, Located at 4th South |