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Show THE BINGHAM NEWS I IPMIDEKfOE'S II 5r 1 I IE)AP Elir IE I& Lr. THE MODERN GIRL This la a story of love and heart , Interest without a villain In It. story of everyday people, their problems and Joyi; a itory of dell-clo-humor, of cheerfulness and optimism without a Pollyanna character. The stories of Kthel Hueston are Immensely Her popular. Prudence, In "Prudence of the Parsonage, "Prudence Bays Bo" and "Prudence's Bisters," has be-come one of the famous girls of fiction. But Prudence Is no longer a girl. She now has a grown daughter and this latest book In the series Is mostly about her, al-though Prudence still figures In It as Joyously and as charmingly as of yore. This daughter Is a mod-ern girl, typical of the times and Ilka so many girls of today en-raged In a search for what she calls freedom, soul expression, etc The story opens In Greenwich Vil-lage, with Its picturesque and hec-tic life. Then the heroine, having learned several things about life, goes back to Des Moines. Yet true love seems to be the same whether In Greenwich Village or Des Moines. Part One CHAPTER I Jerry Was Not Deceived It vna lacking but twenty minutes of midnight. At the top of four stag-geringly steep tllgbts of dusty stairs the stud.'o apartment of Carter Blake was ringing with unaccustomed blaze and blare ot wild hilarity, supplanting the dull drnb of steady si. very at the easel for the Drat time In nearly two years. At twenty minutes to twelve the gayety was at its height Allerton Is mixing highballs in the kitchen. And there's apricot brandy with cream if fou wsnt to start easy. Ouane, bring the highballs, the girls are here!" she called, prettily impera-tlve- . Then to Jerry again, "You'd bet-ter stick to orange blossoms with ma-t- hree parts gin to a whiff of orange and you can love your wickedest en-emy. Carter Blake hss gone down for champagne He'll be back In a minute. What" "I I hardly know." Jerry flushed, stammered a little, in some confusion. Almee swept her a quick, appraising look, and smiled In friendly fashion. "I see," she said. "You want apri-cot brandy with cream, and mostly cream, don't you?" "Who called for a hlghb.ilir Duane Allerton came In from the kitchen, laughing, his cuffs pushed high, s bottle in one hand, a medicine glass In the other. "Mixed, or straight r Almee laughed softly, slipping her hand cozlly into the curve of Jerry's pretty, bare, white arm. "Brandy, weak, oh, awfully weak," she told him. "She hadn't registered when I called you. This is Rhoda La Faye's little protegee from the Middle West Jerry Uarmer. Isn't she beau-tiful, Duane? Miss Harmer, this Is Duane Allerton. He's nice enough, but stupid. He's In business, isn't that disgusting? Duane, since Francy Isn't here tonight, why don't you tuke Jerry under your wing and make a little love to her? You're so good at Like his looks, Jerry? Don't be bashful. If you see anyone you like better, Just say so. You're com-pany, so you can take your choice." "Oh, no really I think" "Well, I think myself you're getting the pick of the party," Almee agreed so, because he smiled at her gladly, as he tossed off his own-H- e put the glasses back on ths table again, took her hnnds In his and glowed upon her. "You are beautiful, you are perfect-ly beautiful," he said. His voice was caressing, his eyes very direct and very earnest. He lit a cig-arette and gave It to Jerry, lit another for himself. Jerry had smoked before, In college for fun with the girls of her soror-ity, behind stuffed keyholes and care-fully blanketed windows. That was mischief. This was another matter. But she took the cigarette when he gave it, tugged at it determinedly but with distaste, and was ashamed be-cause she got smoke In her eyes, and because bits of tobacco came out be-tween her lips. She wished he had not thought of smoking. It seemed such idle wnste to use those tender fingers of his for holding cigarettes. She liked that In-timate, boyish way he had of catching her hands In both of his when he said: "You beautiful thing." "Is is it your studio?" she asked, suddenly embarrassed because she said nothing. "Your voice Is Just like music," he told her, and the earnestness of his voice was almoRt like a sadness. Bnt he smiled Immediately. "Lord, no I I wouldn't have It. Looks like a barn to me. I hardly know the chap. Some artist. Carter Blake his name Is nice fellow, he seems, too. They Just asked me to come along, and so I did." "You seem so much at home the way you go from room to room I thought perhaps you lived here." Duane smiled his pleasure. He liked that type. Ingenuous, artless he knew and again, until Duane pulled htm away, reminding him that he had signed but one contract ami was tak-ing the privileges of a score I Then they had supper, a generous, conglomerate supper, erratic In Its sandwiches, Itusslan soups, strange things en casserole, qustnt for-eign pastries, Italian Ices, and cheeses from every land. Duane and Jerry sat together, very close, very quiet In the wide window-sea- t looking out over the East river to the misty midnight towers of New York on the other side. The others talked of art, of colors, schools and contracts. But Jerry and Duane In the window beard not a word that was spoken, and hardly talked at all. It cut into a particularly long and sober silence between them when she said, "Are you an artist?" Duane laughed. "Oh, Lord, no. I'm on Wall Street. . And heaved knows It's where I should be any place but I They're fleecing me right and left." "Who are?" Jerry was almost re-sentful in his behalf. "Heaven knows. Somebody. At least It would seem so. I'm getting ths rsgged edge of it on all ends. I'm not slick enough. I never catch on to what's going on until lt'a gone. And then It's too late. Don't make me talk about business. I'd rather go on think-ing how beautiful you are." After a while someone started the phonograph once more and they danced. And he took her again to the kitchen, where she had a tiny high-ball, which she barely touched to her lips, and he had a very large one, and another, and then another. And final-ly, laughing at what he called her In-temperate temperance, he drained her glaBS as well. The Inner time In th On a stool In the center of the room a small phonograph shrilled out the melody of the latest tango, and three couples danced intermittently about it stopping at will to light a cigarette, to drain a glass from the tray on the table, or to Join for a moment in th conversation that went on among the others scattered nbout the room. Among the cushions on the wide couch, her feet crossed beneath her, In a startling gown of orange and black, a girl with vividly reddened hair, with crimson cheeks and impec-cably painted lips, leaned drowsily against the shoulder of Korzky, the young Russian sculptor, her slender profile lifted to his face. In her slim, nervous fingers was a cigarette, which Bhe held first to his lips, then to her own, witL easy Impartiality. In the window-sea- t alone, strum-ming soft southern melodies on a banjo, in discordant defiance of the blatant Jazz, half reclining upon the cushions, lay Mary Donya, a glass on the window sill at her side, a cigarette dropping futilely away to ashes In a tray, while Almee Glorian perched like a pretty, angelic imp on the heavy, table against the wall, her fair face seraphic In Its gentle sweetness, swaying to the rhythmic what unerring pains, what constant alertness. It entailed for a girl to re-tain that pretty assumption of artless Innocence. He admired one who could do it one who would take the trouble. It was the type tliut most Intrigued him. "You are adorable," he said, and then, smiling, his arm about her, he drew her Into the dance once more and back Into the studio. In the doorway they encountered Carter Blake, hatless, bis bottle of champagne wrapped In a handker-chief. Just coming back. "Come on, quick," he called to them, without waiting for introduction. "You're the girl from Iowa, aren't you? We went you to launch the con-tract. Here's the champagne. It'll be midnight in a minute." The phonograph was turned off, and the others straggled over toward the easel in the corner. Carter Blake pulled it about until It faced them and they saw a printed contract securely fastened upon It with brass thumb-tacks. The girls ran quickly about the studio to fetch the flowers from every vase and Jar, piling them In a rosy heap beneath the precious bit of paper on the easel. 'To launch the contract?" Jerrv was kitchen, laughing for no apparent rea-son, looking at each other deeply, with pleased and Intimate understanding, while Duane drank and smoked. When they went back to the studio, the lights were dimmer, the music softer, the voices more subdued. Almee, with the face of angel sweet-ness, dancing by the door as they came In, released the tip of the bearded man's Hps from between her Hps to call to them : "Do you like him, Jerry? Pretty well satisfied?" And Rhoda paused In the midst of a particularly daring rendition of the tango to wave a friendly hand to her. Jerry flushed deeply, with the un-conscious. Instinctive recoil of her In-nocence and her Inexperience. Her eyes clouded a little. But she smiled forgivingly. "Rhodit's really a very nice girl," she said apologetically to Duane. "They are all nice, of course, I know they are. But I have known Rhoda a long time, and she is quite or, really, she Is quite proper. Of course, Iowa would be shocked 1" Duane drew her closer In his arm, so that her breath, with the slight scent of her first highball, touched his inoa Tin At nnt iaavm hn, rru others came and went at will, flirted here, and loitered there, but Duane held his place at Jerry's side, kept her slender hands within bis hands, touched the xelvety folds of the seduc-tive gown with tender Angers. And Jerry remained blind to the careless familiarity of It all, deaf to its blatant noise, seeing his warm eyes alone, hearing only his gentle voice, feeling but the curesslveness of his wandering touch. It looks as If Jerry from Iowa had plunged Into troubled wa-ters. Is she a strong swlmmsr7 (TO BE CONTINUED.) motion of the cocktail shaker, of which she had proclaimed herself officiating goddess. At 'twenty minutes to midnight, a yellow taxi stopped before the en-trance, four flights below, and Rhoda La Faye, In a golden cloak, her golden hair an aureole In the reflection of the bright street-light- s, sprang out at the Mutant of Its stopping, her sharp eyes on the registering meter as sh. said: "Oue seventy 1 Right I" She hurriedly pressed two one-dolla- r bills into the hand of the driver. "Come, Jerry 1" she cried, with the quickness that characterized her every word and motion, and thrust out a nervous, hurrying hand from the folds of her cloak. Fairy Geraldlne Harmer clasped It eagerly, almost shyly, as she followed breathlessly up the four long flights of stairs to Carter Blake's stu-dio on the top floor. Rhoda lifted the knocker, let It fall heavily, and, waiting for no response, opened the door and ran In, drawing Jerry with her. They were greeted with a burst of merry laughter, noisy welcome. Bertrande Rochester, aban-doning the discussion before the pic-ture, Joined them immediately, cater-ing Rhoda about the waist with a deft arm, end whirling her unceremoni-ously Inf the dance around the pho-nograph. He Put His Arm About Her and They Danced Twice Across the Room. pleasantly. "Try hlra out, If you don't like his method, bring him back and I'll give you Billy Sparr. And welcome. He does nothing but stand over there and measure chins and ankles with a pencil. Now show her a good time, Duaney. Give her bran-dy, and keep It weak. She hasn't the slightest rudiments of a real thirst" Almee touched Duane's arm warn-Ingl-caressed Jerry with a light, fleeting gesture, and turned away to reach for a cigarette. Jerry lifted her blue, bright, happy eyes and looked at Duane Allerton. With that look, she forgot the great smoke-cloude- d room. She forgot the strange effrontery and the flagrant Intimacy of the looks, the words, the attitudes, of those about her. She gazed into Duane Allerton's eyes, and a great happiness swelled in her gentle breast. He took her hands, both hands, smiled at her, seeming in that smile to draw her physically, Intimately, Into the affectionate warmth of his charm-ing camaraderie. "You beautiful thing!" he whispered. Jerry's heart sang within her. He put his arm about her, and they danced twice across the room. Not one word ceuld Jerrv sneak. Twice greatly puzzled. "It's his five-yea- r contract with In-ternational," explained Almee, who stood near her. "Picture a month for five years! That's what the party Is for, you know, to celebrate the con-tract. They only signed this morning." They pressed more closely about the easel, Jerry standing out before them all, the bottle of champagne In her hand. "Now, Just a minute," Carter Blake ordered briskly. 'Til Are the revolver on the stroke of twelve. Then you souse the contract " "Souse It?" Jerry was deeply anx- - lous, not understanding. "For luck. Didn't you ever see n ship launched? It's a contract party, ns I told you," explained Rhoda. "How Is she to smash the bottle. Carter?" Some one hastily brought an elec-tric iron from the kitchen, and Duane held it for her. He smiled at her anxious uncer-tainty. "Be careful! Hold the bottle away from you when you break the neck off; don't soil your gown! Then Just throw It over the contract" "Be ready now," cautioned Carter. "It lacks but a minute." The clock on ttu? mantel chimed the hour, and on the last stroke. Carter Ared his revolver Into the air. "Quick." whlsnered Duane In hnr For a moment Jerry stood alone, Rlender and lovely, with glowing, ques-tioning eyes, and quickening pulses. "It s Jerry I Jerry Harmer !" Rhoda tnssed lightly over her shoulder, inter-rupted in what she would say by Ber-trande Rochester, who kissed her as they danced "Awfully nice., little kid : From Iowa I We went to school togei her until I got Ared!" Almee Glorian, of the angelic sweet-ness, slipped at once from the table, and drew away Jerry's cloak, which she ;iled with the others on a chest near the door. "What will you haver She turned hospitably to the table, wtth Its brave display of bottles and glasses a non-descript lot. those last of every con-ceivable size and shape, and Including three cracked teacups. "These are orange blossoms I am making them for myself. I cant stand Scotch plenty for you, too, if yon like. Lraaste she lifted her dark misty lashes, and lowered them quickly, thrilled with the breathless pleasure she felt in his touch, in the light of his eyes Intent on her lovely face. As they came up to the door on the third round, he guided her neatly Into the small kitchen a scant and Impov-erished relation to the kitchens Jerry had known and came to a stop before the bottles on the rickety table. "You can't have a real good time when you are thirsty. Almee said apricot brandy It's trash. It takes hours to get happy on It and then you're not. I know what you want" He tilled a small glass for her, a large coffee cup for himself. Jerry sipped at It daintily, not liking it barely able to repress a shudder of distaste. But under the warmth of his eyes she steeled herself to Spar-tan resolution, asd drained it to the last trss Asd rejoiced that the did ear. With a strong sure blow, Jerry struck the neck from the bottle and Aung a stream of the golden fragrant liquor over the contract on the easel. The others applauded gayly, clap-ping their hands, crowding about Car-ter to shake his hand in congratula-tion. The girls kissed hlro, many times, telling him how wonderful it was, and how happy they were. When Jerry was drawn up to hlra In the pressure about her, "Oh, It is Jnst wonderful," she breathed ecstatically, still but half comprehending what it was all about. But because the others did, and because he seemed td expect It, and Jerry would not for the world have hurt bis feelings, she kissed him, too. Carter Blake, seeing her In that mo-ment for the first time, amazed and delighted with her loveliness, put both arms about her and kissed her again lilt Lake City Firms To sure prompt service nd quick returns when answering theM advertisements, mention the name oi thii piper. BARBER AND BUTCHER SUPPLIES Gillette Kator Bladea Pk. S5 ; German Oil- -i lettes Vi dosen i!6e: Tree Brand k Sheffield Raton 13.00 up s Novelty catalog 10c Moab Co.. U&-I- 7 Regent 8t.. Halt Lake City. Utah. AGENTS WANTED For Style Center Made to Measure Clothea. Iia.69 up. Bin money for riirht men Write 616 Mclntyr Building-- , Salt Lake City, Utah. i . Rr ' RADIO FANS ycwi'inwii I'rurran.s. Turn Tables, Radio Topics, Questions, t xi'lianira, el m Imuee tl.w. Write for Free Copy, 71 West Brnadway. 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XMiniaas SOe and 90e nettle- s- ALL DRUGGISTS BATHE TIRED EYES B5Tv with Ir. Thompson Brjnwtr. f C JTWl. Burst or 4Sv xaav xJm UM Hirer. Tror.NTY. Booklet, 'r' Simple Life for Them Tom and Mary had lived in a hotel for so long, they were both ready te lead a simple, quiet Ufa, One evening, after donning a sleeveless dress, abort coat and black tie, the two started down to the dining room for ths usual evening meal. Mary looked at Tom and sheepishly aid: "Honey, I'm ready to put os) an house dress and bake biscuits." "And Tm ready to don overalls and eat tnem," came Tom's reply. $ J HOW l J PARENT HAVENS PROTECT J ? NESTLINGS FROM HARM. 4 "I was once concealed In my I 'hide,' watching and photo- - ? graphing a pair of ravens st 2 ? their nest on a wild and jjj 1 jjj desolate crag on the Welsh I J mountains," writes Oliver Q. J J I'lke, English ornithologist in I jj the London Speelator. "Among J a other things I discovered Uiat they have a language of tlieir I i, own. Several times during the J ' I eight hours I spent in my I f shelter the parents brought jjj k food to their young. aji jjj "Long before the former got jjj to within sight of the nest the I ; jjj young heard the loud call which I 4 told them food was coming, jjj When they heard this they be-- jjj came very excited, ran about jjj i the nest and gave out answer-- jjj Ing cries. Twice during the jjj ,1 day a man passed over the i jjj mountains and the parent raven jjj J on guard high over the nest J i jjj seeing him and looking upon the X f intruder as an enemy, uttered J .i X quite a different call. j ''Instantly the three young i birds threw themselves flat In jjj the nest and remained quite jjj i motionless until they heard a jjj third cry, which again was dif- - jjj ' ferent from the others, which ? j told ,nera tl,e coast was clear- - Z Then they quickly Jumped up jjj and were Immediately at ease." jjj f Antifog Device 4 The fogging of show windows. If they are of the boxed-l- n type, may be prevented by placing a flat glass ot porcelain dish containing calcium chloride In the window. Thla chemical substance quickly absorbs moisture from the air with the result thot ths moisture is prevented from congealing against the outside glass, says Popu-lar Science Monthly. ' The contents of the dishes must bs renewed every two or three days, and the moist calcium chloride thoroughly dried, after which It may be used again. I Why DithtM Are Covered f How many persons, seeing covered dishes come to the table, have any J idea of the origin of serving food In this fashion? How many know the I reason that led to the covering of i dishes? They were covered from fear the fear of poison. In medieval days and down to the time of Louis r XIV, people were afraid that poison i might be Introduced Into food be-- ' tween the kitchen snd the table. The wholesomeness of the food was I first tried on the servants, who were required to taste It before any of the i guests, and then if they were not pol- - i- soned, the food was all right It did not matter so much If a servant was . J poisoned. Many a man who has the sand to propose to a girl lacks the necessary rocks to get married on. ! Why Blonde Are Dying Oat v An authority on cultural anthro pology says that In the great urban centers of Great Britain the tall blonds are dying out and are being replaced by short, dark-haire- d and brown-eye- d people. The Nordic blond seems to thrive best In the ;t country, and the dark peoples do best In the cities. The anthropologist predicts that. If England continues to become more and more urban, Alpine and Mediterranean folk will predoml- - nare, as they did centuries ago. Youth's Companion. - Earliest Booh Plate It probably was because books wen so few and precious In that early dawn of bookmaklng and printing and Illus-trating that the first book plates were not as book plates are today. A king or queen or lord or lady did not have printed a mere tag, reading : "This book belongs to Beatrice Aragon." Instead, Beatrice of Aragon, for her book plate, had her picture together with the pic-ture of her husband, Matthias L Corn-lnu- s, king of Hungary 1443-9- at the foot of page two la their Joint book. "De Splrltu Sanctu," written by Slgis-mund-de Slglsmundas and illuminat-ed by Attavante deil AttavsntL All In all, those early days of books had much In tbelr favor. You didn't have to worry much about borrowed volumes. You had no worries, either, about sectional bookcases. Your one volume was per se a first edition. Why Wood Rot, Tt Is claimed that rotting of wood results from the activity of low forms of plant life which take nourishment from the wood and thus destroy It This refutes the theory that wood rot Is caused by the elements or by dl- - rect chemical action. f Why So Many Divorcee Nearly half of the divorces granted In London courts in 1023 resulted from ' childless marriages. Divorces for - couples without children numbered ; 1,2(36 out of 2.834 cases. Very Sick St "My lawyer," stated a European tenor, "he writes me that my contract Is sick." . "Sick? How do yoo. mean sick?" And the tenor pointed to the word ) "Invalid." Pertaining to Age$ A century begins with the begin-ning of the first day in its first year, and does not end until the close of the Isst day In Its hundredth year. The mode of reckoning Is often confused with the common mode of stating the sge of a person. A person born at the beginning of ths Christian era would be culled one year old during his second year, that Is during imi course of the year two; he would t called two during the year three; ana forty during the year forty-one- , eta. ; Quite Belle) Grace was arguing with Edith about some field sport Neil Soccer? Belle Mercy, nol That would b Unladylike. Allston Recorder. |