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Show THE CHEERFUL CHERUB TTDqcb DDIMI iLAmiEira picture witkoirt TVs& Z. COMPANY sweetest musics ir minor key; t isnt flavored witk some sorrow And t. life DBy TTIEMIIPILIE HBAHILIETf O PENN PUBLISHING uouUrvt Wfcnt You Ok, Low insipid WNU SERVICE e lire suck would body. ,The cry reduced now to an How she agonized whimpering. opened the trap she never knew, but she did open it, and made a bandage from her blouse which she tore from her shoulders regardless of the cold. And after what seemed to be ages, she staggered back to Evans with her dreadful burden Weve got wrapped in her cape. to get him to a veterinary. Run down to the road and see if theres a car in sight. There was a car, and when Evans stopped it, two men came charging until somebody up the bank. Jane gave the dog into you are mine the arms of one of them. Youll comes along and claims you? There isnt anybody else, she have to go with them, Evans, she turned her fingers up to meet his, said and wrapped herself more so dont worry, old dear, she closely in her cape. There are sevsmiled at him but her lashes were eral doctors at Rockville. Youd betwet. Her hand was warm in his ter ask the stationmaster about the and she let it stay there, and aft- veterinary. er a while she said, I have someIt was late when Evans came to times thought that if it would make Manor with his dog in his Castle you happy, I might arms. Rusty was comfortable and love me? Might he had wagged a grateful tail. The Yes. I didnt say pain had gone out of his eyes and He shook his head. it for. that. I just had to have the the veterinary had said that in a truth between us. And I dont want few days the wound would heal. pity. If if I ever get back Ill There were no vital parts affected make you love me, Jane. There and he would give some medicine which would prevent further sufferwas a hint of his old masterfuling. ness and she was thrilled by it. Mrs. Follette was out, and old She withdrew her hand and stood Mary was in the kitchen, singing. Then Ill pray that you up. She stopped her song as Evans get back " came through. He asked her to Do you mean it, Janey? I mean it, Evans. help him and she brought a square, Then pray good and hard, my deep basket and made Rusty a bed. You-a- ll jes put him heah by the dear, for Im going to do it. They smiled at each other, but it fiah, and Ill look atter him. Evans shook his head. I want was a sacred moment. The things they did after that him in my room. Ill take care of were rendered unimportant by the him in the night. He carried the dog upstairs with him, knelt beside him, drew hard deep breaths as the little fellow licked his hand. What kind of a man am I? Evans said sharply in the silence. God, what kind of a man? Through the still house came old Marys thin and piping song: Young, pretty Jane Barnes, who lived with her brother, Baldwin, in Sherwood Park, near Washington, was not particularly impressed when she read that rich, attractive Edith Towne had been left at the altar by Delafield Simms, wealthy New Yorker. However, she still mused over it when she met Evans Follette, a young neighbor, whom the war had left completely discouraged and despondent. Evans had always loved Jane. That morning Baldwin Barnes, on his way to work In Washington, offered assistance to a tall, lovely girl in distress. Later he found a bag she had left in the car, containing a diamond ring on which was inscribed Del to Edith Forever." He knew then that his passenger had been Edith Towne. Already he was half in love with her. That night he discussed the matter with Jane, and they called her uncle, worldly, sophisticated Frederick Towne. He visited them at their home, delighted with Janes simplicity. He told them Ediths story. Because her uncle desired it. Edith Towne had accepted Delafield Simms, whom she liked but did not love. She disappeared immediately after the wedding was to have taken place. The next day Jane received a basket of fruit from Towne. and a note asking if he might call again. Continued CHAPTEB IV Mrs. Follette had, too, an admirable courage. Her ambitions had been wrapped up in her son. What her father might have been, Evans was to be. They had scrimped and saved that he might go to college and study law. Then, at that first dreadful cry from across the seas, he had gone. There had been long months of fighting. He had left her in the flower of his youth, a wonder-lawith none to match him among his friends. He had' come back crushed and broken. He, whose career lay so close to his heart could do now no sustained work. Mentally and physically he must rest. He might be years in getting back. He would never get back to gay and gallant boyhood. That was gone forever. Yet if Mrs. Follettes heart had failed her at times, she had never shown it. She was making the farm pay for itself. She supplied the people of Sherwood Park and surrounding estates with milk. But she never was in any sense a milkwoman. It was, rather, as if in d, selling her milk she distributed favors. It was on this income that she subsisted, she and her son. Later he and Jane walked together in the clear cold. She was in a gay mood. She was wrapped in her old orange cape, and the sun, breaking the bank of sullen clouds in the west, seemed to turn her lithe young body into flame. Dont you love a day like this, Evans? She pressed forward up the hill with all her strength. Evans followed, panting. At the top they sat down for a moment on an old log which faced the long aisles of snow between thin black trees. and almost The vista was clear-cartificial in its restraint of color and its wide bare spaces. Evans little dog, Rusty, ran back and forth following this trail and that. Finally in pursuit of a rabbit,' he" was led far afield. They heard him barking madly in the distance. It was the only sound in the stillness. Jane, Evans said, do you remember the last time we were here? Yes. The light went out of her eyes. As I look back it was heaven, Jane. Id give anything on Gods earth if I was where I was then. All the blood was drained from her face. Evans, you wouldnt, passionately, you wouldnt give up those three years in France He sat very still. Then he said No, I wouldnt, even tensely, though it has made, me lose you r Stay in the fiel. Stay in the fiel, oh, wah-ya- h Stay in the fiel Till the wah is ended. Evans got up and shut the door. ut She was in a gay mood. haze of enchantment which hung over Evans revelation. No man can tell a woman that he loves her, no woman can listen, without a throbbing sense of the magnitude of the thing which has happened. From such beginnings is written the hisJane tory of humanity. You mustn't say such things Deep in a hollow where the wind I must. Dont I know? You were had swept up the snow, and left the such an unawakened little thing, my ground bare they found crowfoot in dear. But I could have waked you. an emerald carpet there were holAnd I cant wake you now. Thats ly branches dripping red berries my tragedy. Youll never wake up like blood on the white drifts. They for me filled their arms, and at last they Dont were ready to go. Well, its true. Why not say it? Evans whistled for but the Ive come back a scarecrow, the little dog did not come.RustyHell find shadow of a man. And youre just us; he knows every inch of the where I left you only lovelier-m- ore way. of a woman more to be worBut Rusty did not find them, and shiped Jane they were on the ridge when that As he caught her hand up ;n his, first awful cry came to them. she had a sudden flashing vision of Jane clutched Evans. What is it him as he had been when he last oh, what is it? sat with her in the grove the swing He swallowed twice before he of hjs strong figure, his bare head could speak. Its Rusty one of he was panting borrowing gold from the sun the those steel traps touch of assurance which had been now his forehead wet the Neso compelling. rabfor them around groes put I never knew that you cared bits Again that frenzied cry I knew it, but not as I did after broke the stillness. Theyre hellish your wonderful letters to me over things there. I felt, if I ever came back, Jane began to run in the direction Id move heaven and earth.differ-He of the sound. Come on, Evans stopped. But I came back oh, come quick ent. And I havent any right to say He stumbled after her. At last he these things to you. Im not going caught at her dress and held her. to say them Jane. It might spoil If hes hurt I cant stand it. our friendship. It was dreadful to see him. Jane Nothing can spoil our friendship, felt as if clutched by a nightmare. Evans Stay here, and dont worry. Ill He laid his hand on hers. Then get him out Jane was waked usually by the hoarse crow of an audacious little rooster, who sent his challenge to the rising sun. But on Thanksgiving morning, she found herself sitting up in bed in the deep darkness slim and white and shivering oppressed by some phantom of the night. She came "to it gradually. The strange events of yesterday. Evans. Her own share in his future. Her own share in Evans future? Had she really linked her life with his? She had promised to pray that he might get back she had pledged youth, hope and constancy to his cause. And she had promised before she had seen that stumbling figure in the snow! In the matters of romance, Janes thoughts had always ventured. She had dreamed of a gallant lover, a composite hero, one who should combine the reckless courage of a Robin Hood with the high moralities of a Galahad. With such a lover one might gallop through life to a piping tune. Or if the Galahad predominated in her hero, to an inspiring processional And here was Evans, gray and gaunt, shaken by tremors, fitting himself into the background of her future. And she didnt want him there. Oh, not as he had been out there in the snow! Yet she was sorry for him with a sympathy that wrung her heart. She couldnt hurt him. She wouldnt. Was there no way out of it? Her hands went up to her face. She had a simple and childlike faith. Oh, God, she prayed, make us all happy Her cheeks were wet as she lay back on her pillows. And a certain serenity followed her little prayer. , Things would work together in some way for good. . . . She would let it rest at that. When at last the rooster crowed, Jane cast off the covers and went to the windows, drawing back the curtains. There was a faint whiteness in the eastern sky amethyst and pearl, aquamarine, the day had dawned! Well, after all, wasnt every day a new world? And this day of all days. One must think about the thankful things! , V. 4 ke. R.TC"", It was a cruel thing to face. There Baldy wanted to hear from Edith so much that he did not go Towne was blood and that little trembling But THE STOBX THUS FAB tke-- to church lest he miss her call. Jane went, and sat in the Barnes pew, and was thankful, as she had said, for love and warmth and light. Evans, with his mother in the pew, looked straight ahead of him. He seemed worn and weary a dark shadow set against the brightness of those comrades on the glowing glass. After church, he waited in the aisle for Jane. Ill walk down with you. Mother is going to ride with Dr. Hallam. They walked a little way in silence, then he said, Rusty is comfortable this morning. Your mother told me over the WNU Service. DEPARTMENT PHOTOGRAPHY ROLLS- DEVELOPED 6 x T silk enlargements, prints or your choice of 16 prints without enlargements 2&e coin. Reprints 3c ea. NORTHWEST PHOTO SERVICE Fargo - Dept. K 8 telephone. He limped Jane, along at her side. didnt sleep last night-thin- I king It is a thing I cant understand. A dreadful thing. I understand. You love Rusty. about it. It was because you love him so much But to let a woman do it. Jane, do you remember years ago? The mad dog? She did remember. Evans had killed it in the road to save a child. It had been a horrible experience, but not for a moment had he hesi- .Ask Me .Another - O A General Quiz ............ The Question s 1. What is the difference betated. tween an eclipse and an ellipse? I wasnt afraid then, Janey. 2. What is an ampersand? This was different. You couldnt 3. Is black a color? see the thing you loved hurt. It 4. Does practice make perfect? wasnt fear. It was affection. 5. Which extends farther south, Oh, dont gloss it over. I know Texas or Florida? 6. What is the white part of the Contempt." eye called? You didnt. She turned on him. 7. Of what did our Constitution Perhaps, just at first. I didnt un- originally consist? She fought for derstand 8. From where do we get chocobut in spite of it, the tears late? rolled down her cheeks. 9. .What would you call a female Dont, Janey, Dont. He was in resident of China? an agony of remorse. Ive made 10. How large a shark has been you cry. caught? She blinked away the tears. It wasnt contempt, Evans. The Answers Well, it should have been. Why not? No man who calls himself a 1. Eclipse means to obscure, elman would have let you do it. had come to unlipse is a geometrical figure. the path They 2. The symbol for the word der the pines, and were alone in that still world. Jane tucked her and, as follows: &. 3. No, black is the absence of hand in the crook of Evans arm. color. Dear boy, stop thinking about it. 4. Possibly, if you are practicI shall never stop. I want you to promise me that ing the right way. 5. The most southern point of youll try. Evans, you know we are the United States is Cape Sable, going to fight it out together . . . His eyes did not meet hers. Do Fla. 6. The choroid, which is seen you think Id let you? Well, you think wrong. He began to walk through the conjunctiva, which is rapidly, so that it was hard to keep the transparent membrane over Im not worth it. it. pace with him. 7. A preamble and seven artiAnd now quite as suddenly as she had cried, she laughed, and the cles. 8. From the seeds of the cacao Youre laugh had a break in it. worth everything that America has tree. 9. A Chinese. to give you. She told him of the 10. The largest shark caught was things she had thought of in church. You are as much of a hero as any a whale shark, Rhinodon typus, of them. which weighed approximately 26,-6He shook his head. All that hero pounds, having a length of 38 stuff is dead and gone, my dear. We feet and a girth of 18 .feet. Haridealize the dead, but not the pooned at Knights Key, Fla., in 1912. by Capt. Charles Thompson. It was true and she knew it. But she did not want to admit it. Evans, she said, and laid her cheek for a moment against the rough sleeve of his coat, dont make me unhappy. Let me help. You dont know what you are asking. Youd grow tired of it. Any woman would. Why look ahead? Cant we live for each day? She had lighted a flame of hope in Life First If I might him. eagerly. Life comes before literature, as not? now. Why Begin right What the material always comes before are you thankful for, Evans? the work. The hills are full of Not much," uneasily. marble before the world blooms Well, Ill tell you three things. Books and your mother and me. with statues. Phillips Brooks. Say that over out loud. He tried to enter into her mood. Books and my mother and Jane. She caught at another thought. It almost, rhymes with Stevensons books and food and summer rain, what you felt. I saw it in your eyes." Saw what? ... self-contr- ol, 00 liv-m- g. doesnt it? Yes. 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