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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH. UTAH Did You Enow COME facts known only to certain schoolboys (as recorded on test papers) are that: Etcetera is a sign used to make people believe you know more than you do. In Venice the people go along the canals in gorgonzo-la- s. 'in emmb rvamraH, By ' ARCADIA HOUSE PUBLICATIONS o WNU SERVICE z ; synopsis ' sat, silent and contemplative, . So, Chris is small tripe, is he? Mary said to herself as she emerged from the cheerful stuffiness of the house into the cold, brisk air of Concert Street. Well, hes just about the grandest thing Ive ever seen, and I only wish I thought he might Mary! shouted a voice from a passing car. Mary! Mary looked up, her heart turning one of those foolish somersaults as she recognized Christopher three-han- d bridge? Craggs disreputable Its all right with me, Linnie, coupe. He brought the machine to Lelia agreed. Where do you hide a stop, and leaped out. Where are your card table, Mary, and the oth- you going? er prerequisites for a little lady-lik- e Just out, Mary replied, her dark eyes smiling up at him. Tve gambling?" In the hall closet, Lelia. Ill get been in all day, and I thought it the table and some cards although was about time I breathed some I bet there isnt a whole deck in the fresh air. house. Petey and his friends are Chris took Marys arm, and proalways playing Casino. But, I won- pelled her towards his little car. der, would you mind Well, come on, and breathe it with If you didnt play? finished Lin- me. Im on my way out to see nie. Certainly not, my dear. the Haeslip child on Johnson Road, take Lelia on for a thrilling bat- and intended to drop in at your Ill house after Id made my call. How tle at double solitaire. I thought Id like to take a about it? The call wont take long. walk, Mary explained. I havent You dont mind , going along, do been out all day. Here, Lelia, is you?V And inside his car, Chris shabby the table, and two perfectly mangy decks of cards. laprobe wound about her legs, Chris gaze upon her, she Mary slid into her Lapin coat; laughing blue is This happiness, no matthen hesitated before the hall mir- thought, ror for an instant to pull the brim ter what Aunt Linnie thinks. Going of her soft felt hat down over one with Chris to make a call in the eye. Linnie, glancing up, regarded country on Christmas afternoon, her through a ring of cigarette knowing hes coming back home smoke. Youre a pretty thing, with me and perhaps staying for she said thoughtfully. Just supper just sitting beside him and Mary, what are you going to do with your hearing him talk! I dont want anylife? Settle down here in Hawkins- thing better than Chris ever, as ville and marry Chris Cragg, or long as I live. It was the first week in January, whatever his name is? Or strike and the Loring household had at last out for bigger and better things? A deep scarlet suffused Marys settled back into its usual routine. face and neck. Marry Chris Linnie Cotswell and Lelia had departed for New York three days aftshe repeated slowly. Cragg? er Christmas, and it was almost In man Hes the only eligible of relief that the Lorthe town, isnt he? countered Lin- with a feeling had seen them go. Linnie ing family nie distributing her cards into seven and Lelia were charming, amusing, good company, but to have them as guests was an expense the Lorings be--' ? tween Petey and Aunt Mamie. Mary Lottos and her fatter, Sim,- an to. all going off perfectly, she was effectual attorney, meet a train which to herself. And then, irrelethinking his unmarried brings wealthy ilJnnle Cota well and her friend, Leila vantly, I wonder where Chris is Ormsby. divorcee, for a Christmas visit. having dinner. I wonder if hell Waiting at home for them are Mary's drop in this afternoon. mother, her younger sister, Ellen; her fa thers nagging maiden sister. Aunt Mamie, But three four oclock, :and Peter, the baby of the family. At the then half afteroclock, four came and went, Dr. the Christopher Cragg helps depot and Chris had not shown up. 'guests with their luggage. Well, girls, demanded Linnie, "what shall we do with ourselves? CHAPTER I Continued How about a miserable game of . , - ister-in-la- ' - e 2 I snow-spatter- ed Aunt Linnle was in Mrs. Lorings arms now, and they were exclaim-lin- g and weeping and laughing all at ;the same time; then, Mrs. Loring was greeting Lelia, and drawing them all into the hall, while Ellen ll Peter rushed and down the bare steps, with Barrie, Petes Airedale, following at their heels. Mary looked towards the curb to see if Chris was pulling up. Yes, there he was, opening the door of the car, dragging out Linnies and Leilas bags. She ran out to help him, insisting on carrying three of the smaller pieces, while he swooped the other six into his grasp. Isnt she the loveliest thing youve ever seen, Chris? whispered Mary, as they slipped and slid over the icy walk to the house. eight-year-o- ld pell-tme- CHAPTER . Its II On Christmas day there were gifts for everybody a sled and skates and a warm leather windjammer for Pete; a sweater for Aunt Mamie from Mrs. Loring; six yards of heavy brown silk to be made into a dress for Mrs. Loring, the gift of .Ellen and Mary; ties and gloves and a muffler for Mrs. Loring; books bought at Hormels at cost for Aunt Linnie and Lelia; stockings and a sweater each for the girls from their parents. Lelia, who had slipped from the room, unnoticed, now returned, her arms laden with long, narrow boxes. Im afraid youll think I was terribly unoriginal in my little Christmas offerings, Lelia was saying. You see, theyre all the same. And, with a smile, she extended a For you, Jabox to Mrs. Loring. of love; and deal a with net, great for you, Miss Mamie A second later, Mary was tearing aside the tissue on the flat oblong box which Lelia had proffered her. There were gloves inside doeskin, the kind that brown, the kind that v Lelia, herself, wore Mary had seen advertised in Vogue, S but had never thought shed could ill afford. hand-stitche- d, pos-8S- How nice of you, Lelia i she exBut how in the world claimed. that I wear .a six and know did you a half? And that I take seven? demand- ed Ellen. Ah, thats due to Aunt Linnies Lelia reexcellent bookkeeping, turned with a laugh. Perhaps shes never told you,, but she keeps a little book in which she has jotted down the size glove, stocking and frock each one of you wears! If only I could always have things like this, Mary was saying If only I could travel, to herself. meet interesting people, do things, go places I believe Im becoming discontented with Hawkinsville and Main street and pot roasts! I wish I could do something! I wish I could dance or act or write! Of course, I have been writing for years, but the stories have been so putrid that I either destroyed them after the or later when second reading theyd been hurled back at me by at least six editors! Thank heavens, nobodys ever suspected I wanted to be a writer, and that, so far, it just hasnt worked! Why, the familyd tease me to death if they knew! But I believe Ill try again! Its been two months since' the last script came to an ignominious end in the furnace. I simply must make myself write something worth while, and get myself places! Look at Aunt Linnie! Then, look at Aunt Mamie! Now, there are two examples of what can be done with a life . ,. . The Loring Christmas dinner was a success. Phrony positively outdid herself with perfectly roasted turkey, golden brown and succulent; oyster stuffing that would have the most fastidious of epir tempted cures; cranberry jelly in the shape of a star; plum pudding and rich, I dont want your mother to know. But I bet hes disorderly piles. not so eligible, at that. Probably makes about ninety dollars a month from his precious practice! Marys lips straightened into a He took in a firm, defiant line. hundred and forty dollars last month, she returned in a low voice, something in her heart urging her to rush to the defense of Christopher And thats doing pretty Cragg. well, considering hes been in practice only a short while. Huh! grunted Aunt Linnie, slapping an ace of diamonds on the table. That .isnt enough to keep a beauty like you in shoes! Youd better go back to New York with me, my dear, and hitch your wagon to a star. Dont, by all thats holy, let yourself be satisfied, with small tripe. Dont worry. Aunt Linnie, Mary retorted, pulling on the gloves Lelia had given her that morning, and Chris reveling in their touch. hasnt proposed yet. Besides, Im nothing to be entered in a beauty contest! Linnie Cotswell halted herself in the act of placing- the three of spades on the deuce. Oh, but you And I want to are! she returned. Mary, a little tired from her whirl talk to you about it before I leave of housework during the morning, town. 1 rum-flavor- ed hard-sauc- e. . - Mary had returned to her post at Hormels rental library.. She sat there now, looking over the membership cards, jotting down the titles of the books Mrs. Cyrus Phipps had telephoned to reserve for her, her thoughts going back in retrospect over the week that had just passed. Aunt Linnie had sought her out in her bedroom the last night of her stay, and extended to her a glowing invitation to return to New York with her perhaps, even, to go to Miami later on; but Mary had refused. She was warmed by the memory of Christmas afternoon, when, after their call on the Haeslip child, she and Chris had returned home for supper which they had all taken part in preparing. 1 wonder if itd be all right for me to call Chris up and tell him his book is in, she thought. Hes asked about it several times. With an almost guilty feeling, she picked up the telephone and called Christopher Craggs number. Perhaps, she thought, Im just finding an excuse to call him, but I want to hear his voice. I want to hear his voice! , And when she did hear it, an in. stant later, she experienced a sudden panicky paralysis, and was unable, for a brief second, to say anything in response to his Hello. Chris, she finally brought out, this is Mary. Your book came in this morning. Do you still want it? Chris Oh, hello there, Mary! replied, his professional tone cast aside, his voice all warmth anc friendliness now. Yes, you bet I still want it. Can you hold it for me? Ill drop in some time this evening before your closing time." Yes, I can hold it till then, Mary replied in brisk, businesslike tones. She Good-b- y. sat motionless at her desk for a moment after she had hung up, the warm blood coursing through her veins. Even hearing his voice does things to me, she told herself. Oh, Chris! Chris! I love you so terribly!. Then, suddenly seeing a familiar figure pass the Hormel display window, she jumped up and ran to the Dad! she called. door. ' Mr. Loring wheeled about, and Mary could tell by the expression on his tired face that he had not wanted her to see him. Are you on your way home to lunch? she asked, and she was struck by the droop of his mouth, the harassed expression in his eyes. For the length of a block, they plodded silently, wordlessly along; then, taking her courage in her hands, Mary said, Somethings worrying you, darling. What is it? Silence, and then, Well youll have to know some time or other, I suppose. Mary, Ive Ive been let out by the railroad. They were now in front of Lauber-sheimegrocery, and, as if by one accord, came to a sudden halt, and faced each other, quite oblivious of an occasional passerby. There was consternation written in every young curve of Marys face; bewilderment in the stricken eyes of her father. But, Dad! Mary began in a hurt voice. How could they let you out? How could they? Youve been attorney for this district for fifteen years! Yes, Mr. Loring repeated dully, for fifteen years, but they can always. let a man out and they did. I guess I just wasnt up to snuff, Mary, and now I dont know which way to turn. Weve depended almost entirely on my salary from the railroad for the past five years. They said I wasnt aggressive enough that I just didnt have enough fight in me. But Lord, Mary, I didnt have the heart to fight in those last two cases. My sympathies were with the other side. Its because youre so darned good, and fair. Daddy, Mary said but something compassionately, will turn up, dear. Well get along. Im going to write stories and articles and things, and maybe Ill be making money soon. Mr. Jenkins of the Courier has already accepted two of my book reviews. I was going to wait, and let you read them" in the paper surprise you and Mother, but now, I think you should know. Of course, he paid only two dollars apiece for them, but his accepting them at all goes to show I have some ability. Dont you think An anachronism is a thing a man puts in writing in the past before it has taken place in the future. A synonym is a word you use in place of another when you cant spell the one you first thought of. Sam Offered Inducement As Well as Guarantee rs Sambo wanted to be a junk dealer, but he had no money. So he went to the village banker to see if he could borrow some capital. The banker listened to the Negros story and learned that he required $100. Dont you think you could manage on less? asked the banker. 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Knight. so? Mary, dear, it takes years and years for authors to make a living at their writing. And, darling, you havent had any training ... But, Dad, Mary smiled grimly. I have had training of sorts! Having been penned up in Hormels book shop for the past four years. Ive read everything worth while thats been published in that time, and besides, Ive Ive written a few CONSTIPATED? Dont Let Das, Nerve Pres sure Keep You Miserable When you are oonstipated two thina happen. FIRST: Accumulated wastes swell up the bowels and press on nerves in the digestive tract. This nerve pressure causes headaches, a dull, lasy feeling, bilious spells, loss of appetite, and disiineas. SECOND: Partly digested food starts to decay forming GAS; bringing on sour stomach, add indigestion, and heartburn, bloating you up until yon sometimes gasp for breath. Then you cant eat. You cant sleep. Your stomach is sour. You feel tired out, grouchy, and miserable. Adlerika gives you the DOUBLE ACTION you need. This effident oarminative cathartic relieve that awful GAS almost at once. It usually clean the bowels in lees than two hours. No waiting for overnight relief. Sold at all drug stem short stories, myself. Darling, dont pin your hopes to a dream. It takes so long to make good at anything. Besides, and here he squared his shoulders with a gallantry that flooded Marys heart with pity, Im the father of the family. God knows, I should be Character Earned able to support you all. Mary? Property may be inherited; Yes, Dad? character must be won. I dont want your mother to know until its absolutely necessa-- , ry. Ive let her down so terribly. Ive let her down about this and so relieves many other things. Im a failure, Mary. Your fathers a failure. Dont, Dad! Dont talk that way, dear. . Youve been the finest husprice band and the dearest father in the 6ALVI-N0- 8 10c & 25c world and a man who is those DROP things cant be a failure. But we wont tell Mother just yet, darling. WNU W 13 39 Well smile when we go in the house, and well pretend everythings lovely and that we just happened to Salt Lakes NEWEST HOTEL meet on the way home. SALVE COLDS LIOUID-TABLK- TS CHAPTER HI Christopher Cragg did not show up at Hormels that afternoon, and Mary, frantic over the news her father had just told her, almost forgot, for a time, his failure to appear. She had determined to embark upon her career that very day, and during her lunch hour at home had hunted up Ellens typewriter, dusted it off, and inserted a new ribbon, which she found in Ellens desk drawer. She had been reading, for months on end, the short-shorappearing in a weekly magazine. She had even submitted to its editor three or four of her own. The results, however, had invariably been discouraging. Always, after a two weeks wait, the scripts had been returned to her, a printed rejection slip attached to their leaves. Well, Ill try again, she told herself. Most writers admit, after theyve reached the top, that they had from ten to twenty rejections before their first acceptance. ts (TO BE CONTINUED) Hotel TEMPLE SQUARE Opposite Honnen Tempi HIGHLY RECOMMENDED Rates $150 to $3D0 Its a mark of distinctio to Stop at this beautiful hostelry ERNEST C. KOSSITEB, Mgs. . |