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Show I - 4 THE BINGHAM NEWS pE? Daddy's Mveiii Fairy Tale yWfGRAHAM BONDER THE SCREECH OWL "I'm great favorite. I Bin," said the Srrecoh Owl. a very great favorite." "How do you for that?" asked the rtarred Owl. "I don't account for It," mild the Screech Owl. "I am Just str.tlng a fact, a plain, every-day- , or every-nlgh- t fact. "It'i more sensl-hi- e for tia to any an every-- u I g h t fact than an every-dn- fact." "Wlmt Diikti you think you are great favorite "I'm a Great Favorite- - 0w,, "I don't think It, I know It," said the Screech Owl. "Well, can't you know a thing and think It. too?" the Burred Owl In-quired. "To be sure," said the Screech Owl, "but I meant as you know, only you're being so bright that I wasn't Just thinking of guessing or hoping that I was a great favorite, but that I was sure of It, and knew It to be a fuel." "You'll have to give me the reason for It," said the Barred Owl. "Of course I know you're a relation and I don't want to be rude. But I would like to know why you consider yourself such a favorite." "Because folks are always drawing pictures and making drawings to look like me. "I seem to be the one they choose, so they must like me." "Oh, that doesn't mean onythlng," sold the Barred Owl. "You're a horned owl and I believe you're very easy to draw. "You are the most usual of all ths owIr so folks know what you look Ilka "Dear me. that Isn't being such a fa-vorite." "I thought It was." said the Screech Owl. "No," snld the Barred Owl, "you are mistaken." "Oh," sighed the Screech Owl sadly. "Never mind," said the Barred Owl, "about that, for I will tell you some-thing nice about yourself. "1 should do this for I've tnken away some of your pleasure about your popu-larity. Besides, what I am about to tell you Is the truth. "You are colled a screech owl but you don't reully screech us you know. "More than thut. neoiile think you have a very pretty, trembling sort of a voice. They like It "It Is extremely musical and every-one who knows anything about owls sn.vs so." "I ihuiik you," snld the Screech Owl, In a fery pleased tone of voice, "Oh, how I love a meal of mice and bugs," he added after a moment. "I would like to be in an orchard' where there were all sorts of nice in-sects. "I'd like a first course of mice and a second course of bugs. "Mice would be so nice to begin on and bugs would be :y nice to end off with and I'd have a splendid meal, "In fact the very words mice and nice rhyme, showing how friendly; they are." . "Not if the mice were looking at' It In the way you are," said the Barred Owl. "Ah, but I was thinking about my-self, not the mice," the Screech Owl said. "I don't see how any one would ever want to eat anything else hardly ex- - cept mice and bugs. "Dear me. tulk-In- g about good things to eat does make me hungry." "It has that way of doing." the Barred Owl agreed. "1 wish I had a meul this very second." the Screech Owl re-pented. Just as he wished this along came the keeper ) with a meal for Th, Ba him. "It's not so bad being In the zoo af-ter all." he said after he had finished eating. "I wished for a meal, and It came to me. Thut's almost like the fairyland I hear some of the children visitors to the zoo talking about." "Zooland, you mean." said the Barred Owl wisely. i rr. j'p-S-O' BIG 7 ) ' By EDNA FERBER 'I ' , Deubiedey, P Co.) .'i WNU Bereto. , I CHAPTER XIV Continued 19 "Perhaps," eagerly, "you'll dine at say little apartment some time. Just i four or six of us, or even" .' V "Perhaps." r "Would you like the Drake to-ni-ght r "It looks too much like a Roman ft bath. The pillars scare me. Let's go f to the Blackstone." They went to the Blackstone. The bead waiter knew him. "Good eve- - nlng, Mr. DeJong." Dirk was secretly ) gratified. Then, with a shock, he realized that the head waiter was ,. grinning at Dallas and Dallas was grinning at the head waiter. "Hello, ':. Andre," said Dallas. "Good evening, Miss O'Mara." The text of his greeting was correct and f befitting the head waiter at the Black- - atone. But hli voice was lyric and his yf eyes glowed. Ills manner of seating J i her at a table was an enthronement. ? At the look In. Dirk's eyes, "I met i hi in In the army," Dallas explained, "when I was In France. He's a grand U J lad." J I "Were you in what did you do In St, France?" He defended himself. "I felt that way, too. But you see, my mother had given me my education, really. She worked for It. I couldn't go dubbing along, earning Just enough to keep me. I wanted to give her things. I wante-d-" "Did she want those things? Did she want you to give tip architecture and go Into bonds?" "Well she don't know that Bhe exactly" He was too decent still too much the sou of Sellna DeJong to be able to lie about that. "You mild you were going to let me meet her." "Would you let rae bring her In? Or perhups you'd even would you drive out to the furm with me some day. She'd like that so much." "So would I." He leaned toward her, suddenly. "Listen, Dallas. What do you think of me, anyway?" He wanted to know. He couldn't stand not knowing any longer. "I think you're a nice young man." That was terrible. "But I don't want you to think I'm a nice young man. I want you to like me a lot, Tell me, what haven't I got that you of the night rushed up' ana over-whelmed Dirk. Gorgeousuess and tawdrlness; color and gloom. At the right the white tower of the Wrlgley building rose wralthllke against a background of purple sky. Straight ahead the hut of the Admin street L station in midair was Vene-tian bridge, with the black ennui of nsphalt flowing sluggishly beneath. The reflection of cafeteria and cigar-sho- p windows on either side were slender shafts of light along the canal. An enchanting eight. "Nice," said Dallas. A long breath. She wan a part of all this. "Yes." He felt an outsider. "Want a sandwich? Are you hungry?" "I'm starved." They had sandwiches and coffee at an one-ar- lunch room be-cause Dallas said her fuce was too dirty for a restaurant and she didn't want to bother to wash It. She was more than ordinarily companionable that night; a little tired; less buoy-ant and Independent than usual. Tills gave her a little air of helplessness of tntlgue that aroused nil his tender ness. Her smile gave him a warm rush of pure happiness until he suw her little at the deviled kidneys. The food had been patterned as far as possible after the pale flabby viands served at English hunt breakfasts and ruined In an atmosphere of lukewarm steam. The women were slim and perfectly tailored but wore tlielr hunting clothes a trifle uneasily and like girls In tlielr tlrst low-cu- t party dresses. Most of the men had turned stubborn on the subject of pink couts, but Captain Stokes-Beatt- wore his handsomely. The fox a worried and somewhat dejected-lookin- animal-h- ad been shipped In a crate from the South and on being released had a way of sitting sociably In an Illinois corn field Instead of leaping fleetly to cover. At the finish you had a feeling of guilt, as though you bud killed a cock-roach. Dirk had told Sellna about It, feeling rather magnificent. A fox hunt. "A fox hunt I What for?" "Fori Why, what's any fox hunt for?" "I can't Imagine. They used to be for the purpose of ridding a country of a nuisance. Have the foxes been bothering 'era out In Lake Forest?" S "Oh, odd Jobs." Her dinner gown was very smart, 'it nut tne n'n' rmbon strap of an under-- ; $ garment showed untidily at one side her silk brusslere, probably. Paula would have but then, a thing like that W was Impossible In Paula's ' perfection of toilette. He loved the way the gown cut sharply away at the shout-i- . der to show her Arm white arms. It jt. was dull gold, the color of her hair. .' Tills was one Dallas. There were a dozen a hundred. Yet she was al-- f ways the same. You never knew r" whether you were going to meet the 4 gamin of the rumpled smock and the smudged face or the beuuty of the lit-- b tie fur Jacket. Sometimes Dirk thought she looked like the splendid goddesses $ you saw In paintings the kind with high, pointed breasts and gracious, f gentle pose holding out a horn of 'I plenty. There was about her something s genuine and earthy and elemental. I lie noticed that .her nails were short i and not well cared for not glittering ? and pointed and cruelly sharp and ? horridly vermilion, like Paula's. That pleased him, too, somehow. "Some oysters?" he suggested. "They ore perfectly safe here. Or fruit cock-- l tall? Then breast of guinea hen un-- i der glass and an artichoke " i She looked a little worried. "If you tninK i ougnt to have? Why tio you put me off so many times? I never feci that I'm really near you. What Is It I lack?" He was ubjeet. "Well, if you're asking for It. I do demand of the people I see often that they possess at least a splash of splen-dor In their makeup. Some people are nine-tenth- s splendor and one-tent-tuwdriness, like Gene Meran. And some are nine-tenth- s tawdriness and one-tent- h splendor, like Sam Huebch. Bui some people are alt Just a nice even pink without a single putch of royul purple." "And that's me, h'm?" He was horribly disappointed, hurt, wretched. But a little angry, too. His pride. Why, he was Dirk the most successful of Chicago's younger men; the most promising; the most popular. After all, what did she do but paint commercial pictures for fif-teen hundred dollars apiece? "What happens to the men who fall In love with you? What do they do?" Dallas stirred her coffee thought-fully. "They usually tell me about It." "And then what?" "Then they seem to feel better and we become great friends." "But don't you ever fall In love with them?" Pretty d d sure of herself. "Mw, mot tier, aon't ne runny." He told her about tbe breakfast. "Well, but It's so silly, Dirk. It's smart to copy from another country the things that tlmt country does bet-ter than we do. England does gar-dens and woodflres and dogs and tweeds and walking shoes and pipes and leisure better than we do. But those luke-wan- steamy breakfasts of theirs! It's because they haven't gns, most of them. No Kansas or Ne-braska farmer's wife would stand for one of their kitchens not for a minute. And the hired man would bulk at such bacon." She giggled. "Oh, well, If you're going to talk like that." But Dallas O'Mara felt much the same about these things. Dallas, It ap-peared, had been something of a fad with the North Shore society crowd after she hud painted Mrs. Itoblnson Gllmnn's portrait. She bad been In-vited to dinners and luncheons and dunces, but their doings, she told Dirk, hud bored her. "They're nice," she said, "but they don't have much fun. They're all try-ing to be something they're not. And that's such hard work. The women were always explaining that they lived in Chicago because their husband's business was here. They all do tilings .,..,.,.. .i .. -- ( .i .. .... I'iviij, ni 111111(13 111 JlUllll 111 l I vie Ul write or sing but not well enough. They're professional amateurs, trying to express something they don't feel ; or thut they don't feel strongly enough to make It worth while expressing." She admitted, though, that they did appreciate the things thut other people did well.' Visiting and acknowledged writers, painters, lecturers, heroes, tbey entertained lavishly and hospit-ably In tlielr Florentine or English or Spanish or French palaces on the North side of Chicago, III. Especlully for-eign notables of this description. Since 1018 these had descended upon Chicago (and all America) like a plague of locusts, starting usuully In New York and sweeping westward, devouring the pleasant verdure of greenbacks and chirping as they came. Iteturning to Europe, bursting with profits and spleen, they thriftily wrote of what they hud seen and the result was more clever than amiable; bear-ing, too, the taint of bad taste. (TO BBS CONTINUED.) . j suppose you take thut. Me, I'd like a steak and some potatoes au gratln A and a salad with Itussiun " f "That's Ant!" He was delighted. ' He doubled that order and they con- - ' sumed it with devastating thorough-ness- . She ate rolls. She ate butter. Svie f made no remarks about the food ex- - cept to say, once, that It was good and that she had forgotten to ent lunch he-- -, cause she had been so busy working. .f All this Dirk found most restful and ;- .- refreshing. J Usually, when you dined in a res- - taurant with a woman she said, "Oh, i I'd love to eat some of those crisp little rolls!" i You said, "Why not?" Invariably the answer to this was, V "I daren't I Goodness! A half pound at least. I haven't eaten a roll with I butter in a year." A Again you said, "Why not?" "Afraid I'll get fat." ' i Automatically, "You! Nonsense. I You're Just right." He was bored with these women who talked about their weight, figure, lines. He thought It In bad taste. Paula was always rigidly refraining from 1 this or that. It made him uncomfort- - t able to sit at the tuble facing her; eat- - l Ing his thorough meal while she nlb-ble- d fragile curls of Melha toast, a '.. lettuce leaf, .and half a sugarless grapefruit. It lessened his enjoyment "y of his own tjsters, steak, coffee. He , thought that she always eyed his food ijjf a little avidly, for all her expressed - Indifference to It. She was looking i a little haggard, too. "The theater's next door," he suld. "Just a step. We don't hav? to leave here until after eight." "That's nice." She had her cigarette X with her coffee In a mellow, sensuous - J atmosphere of enjoyment. He was talking about himself a good deal. He " felt relaxed.'at ease, happy. " "You know I'm an architect at ' t least, I was one. Perhaps that's why "Don't you ever full In love witn them?" "I almost always do," said Dallas. He plunged. "I could give you a lot of things you haven't got, purple or no purple."" "I'm going to France In April. Paris." "What d'you mean! Paris. What for?" "Study. I want to do portraits. Oils." He was terrified. "Cnn't you do them here?" "Oh, no. Not what I need. I have been studying here. I've been taking life-wor- k three nights a week at the Art Institute, Just to keep my band In." "So that's where you are, evenings?" He was strangely relieved. "Let me go with you some time, will you?" Any-thing. Anything. She took him with her one evening, steering him successfully past the stern Irishman who guarded the entrance to the basement classrooms; to her locker, got Into her smock, grabbed her brushes, went directly to her pluce, fell to work at once. Dirk blinked In the strong light He glanced at the dais toward which they were all gaz-ing from time to time as they worked. On It lay a nude woman. ' To himself Dirk said, In a sort of panic : "Why, say, she hasn't got any clothes on My gosh ! this Is fierce. She hasn't got anything on !" He tried, meanwhile, to look easy, careless, critical. Strangely enough, he succeed-ed, after the first shock, not only in looking at ease, but feeling o. Tbe class was doing the whole figure la oils. The model wag a moron evlth a skin like velvet and rose petals. SUe fell Into poses thnt flowed like cream, ller hair was waved In wooden esdula-tlon- s and her nose was pure vulgar-ity and her earrings were drug-stor- e pearls In triple strands but tier buck They Had Sandwiches and Coffes at an One-Ar- Lunchroom. smile in exactly the same way at the pimply young man who lorded It over the shining nickel coffee Container, as she told him that his coffee was grund. Chapter XV The things that hud muttered so vitully didn't seem to be Important, somehow, now. The people who hud seemed so desirable had become, sud-denly Insignificant. The games he had played appeared silly games. He was seeing tilings through Dullas O'Mara 's wise, beauty-lovin- g eyes. Strangely enough, he did not realize that this girl saw life from much the same angle as that st which his mother regarded It. In the last few years his mother hnd often offended him by her attitude toward these rich and powerful friends of his tlielr ways, their games, their amusements, their manners. And her way of living In turn offended him. On his rare visits to the farm it seemed to him there was always some drab dejected female In the kitchen or liv-ing room or on the porch a woman with broken teeth and comic shoes and tragic eyes drinking great draughts of coffee and telling ber woes to Sellna Salrey Gamplsh ladles smelling un-pleasantly of peppermint and perspira-tion and poverty. "And he ain't Iiad n lick of work since November "You don't sny! That's terrible!" He wished she wouldn't. Sometimes old Aug Hempel drove out there and Dirk would come upon the two snickering wickedly together about something that he knew con-cerned the North Shore crowd. It had been years since Sellna had said, sociably, "What did they have for dinner. Dirk? H'ror "Well-smi- p " "Nothing before the soup?" " 4 I like to bang around your shop so. I I get sort of homesick for the pencils I , and the drawing board1 " the whole thing." . - J "Why did you give it up, then?" St "Nothing in It." "How do you mean nothing In it?" 1 "No money. After the war nobody I was building. Oh, I suppose If I'd 1 hung on" "And then you became a banker, Well, there ought to be money In a bank." was a little nettled. "I wasn't a ih'm? ut first. I was a bond brows met In a little frown. 4 rather," Dallas said, slowly, "plan I one buck door of a building that's 1 going to help make this town beaull- - f ful and significant than sell all the i bonds that ever floated a whatever it I hi that bonds are supposed to float." ? was probably finer than Helen's and her breasts twin snowdrifts peaked with coral. In twenty minutes Dirk found himself Impersonally Ijterested in tone, shadows, colors, line. He listened to the d instructor and squinted carefully to ascertain whether that shadow on the model's stomach really should be painted blue or brown. . Even Dirk could see that Dallas canvas was almost Insultingly superior to that of the men and women about her. Beneath the flesh on her canvas there were muscles, and beneath those muscles blood and bone. You felt she had a surgeon's knowledge of anatomy. It was after eleven when they emerged from the Art Institute dtr-wa- y snd stood a moment together at the top of the broad steps survey'ng the world that lay before them. Dal-las said nothing. Suddenly the beauty "Oh, yeh. Some kind of a one of those canape things, you know. Caviare." - "My! Caviare!" Sometimes Sellna giggled like s naughty girl at things that Dirk bad taken quite seriously. The fox bunts, for example. Lake Forest had taken to fox hunting, and the Tippecanoe crowd kept kennels. Dirk had learned to ride pretty well. An Englishman a certain Captain Stokes-Beatt- hud initiated the North Shore Into the mys-teries of fox hunting. Huntin. The North Shore learned to say nec's'ry and conservat'ry. Captain Stokes-Bentt-was a tall, and somewhat horse-face- d young man, re-mote In manner. The nice Fnrnhain girl seemed fated to marry him. 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