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Show I - THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH. UTAH niE CHEERFUL CHEKU& Yovll find joy in tke DDffiM iLARTiTCEIRRI TTDn commonest tkinjs If youll open your KehJrt to receive I spose By TTEMIIPILE O PENN PUBLISHING COMPANY not find it out until the day of our wedding. She isnt in the least to blame, They laughed together. Baldy was and somehow I cant feel that I am different. great fun, Edith decided, You are wondering, I fancy, how quite the cad that everybody is callI happened to come here, she said, ing me. Things are bigger sometimes than ourselves. Fate just took leaning back in her chair, her burnished hair against its faded cush- me that morning and swept me from you. ions. Well, an old cook of Mot- away It isnt her fault. She wouldnt hers, Martha Burns, is the wife of the landlord. She will do anything go away with me, although I begged for me. . I have had all my meals her to do it. And she was right of upstairs. I might be a thousand course. She is poor, but she isnt marrymiles away for all my world knows of me. ing me for my money. The world but the world I was worried to death when I will say she is doesnt real thing. It the recognize storm. out in of the you thought And all the while I was sitting has come to me, and if it ever comes with my feet on the fender, reading to you, youre going to thank me for about myself in the evening pa- this but now youll hate me, and VI Continued 9 Im pers." And what you read was Some said Baldy, slangily. of those reporters deserve to be shot. Oh, they had to do it, indifferently, and what they have said is nothing to what my friends are saying. Its a choice morsel. Every girl who ever wanted Dels millions is crowing over the way he treated sorry. Youre a beautiful, wonderful woman and I find no excuse for myself, except the one that it would have been a crime under the circumstances to tie us to each other. In spite of everything, Faithfully, Del. There was a moments silence, as she finished. Then Edith said, So me. thats that, and tore the letter into The look in his eyes disconcerted little shreds. Her blue eyes were like bits of steel. her. Do you really think that? Hes right, said Baldy. Were a greedy Of course. Id like to kill him for making you unbunch." I dont like to hear you say such happy but the thing was bigger than himself. things. She shrugged her shoulders. - Of not? Why if you are going to condone course You Because you arent greedy. know it.- - It wasnt his millions you dishonor were after. What was I after I wish youd tell me. I dont know. Well, I think you just followed the flock. Other girls got married. So you would marry. You didnt know anything about love or you wouldnt have done it. How do you know Ive never been in love? Isnt it true? I suppose it is. I dont know, really. Youll know some day. And you mustnt ever think of yourself as Youre too wonderful mercenary. for that too too fine She realized in that moment that the boy was in earnest. That he was not saying pretty things to her for the sake of saying them. He was saying them all in sincerity. It is nice of you to believe in me. But you dont know me. I am like the little girl with the curl. I can be very, very good, but sometimes I am horrid. You cant make me think it. He handed her a packet of letters. Your uncle sent these. Theres one from Simms on top. I think I wont read it. I wont read any of them. It has been heavenly to be away from things. I feel like a . disembodied spirit, looking on but having nothing to do with the world I have left. I can They were smiling now. believe that, Baldy said, but I think you ought to read Simms letter. You neednt tell me you havent any curiosity. Well, 1 have," she broke the enMore than that I am madvelope. ly curious. I wouldnt confess it though to anyone but you." They can cut me up in little pieces before I break my silence. Again they laughed together. Then she broke the seal of the letter. Read it through to herself, then read it a second time aloud. Now that it is all over, Edith, 1 you how it happened. want to tell know you think it is a rotten thing did. But it would have been worse if I had married you. I am in love with another woman, and I did 1 1 this WNU SERVICE 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 sim- He told them Ediths story. Because her uncle desired it, Edith Towne Sllcity. 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. Mrs. Follette, widowed mother of Evans, was a woman of indomitable courage. Impoverished, she nevertheless managed to keep Evans and herself in comparative comfort by running a dairy farm. Evans, mentally depressed and disillusioned, had little self reliance and looked to his mother and Jane for guidance. Edith Towne phones Baldy In answer to an ad. She asked him to bring her pocketbook. Jane calls on Frederick Towne in his elaborate office. He gives Lucy, his stenographer, a letter to Delafield Simms, in which he severely criticizes him. Unknown to him, Lucy and Simms are in love with each other. Towne takes Jane home in his limousine She introduces him to Evans, who is jealous of Towne. Baldy goes to meet Edith Towne at her hiding place. CHAPTER ' EAOEEV THE STORY THUS FAR i - it-- He was leaning forward hugging his knees. I am not condoning anything. But I know this that day Im going to paint a picture of a man carrying off a woman. And Im going to make him a slender young god and she shall be a rather substantial goddess but shell go with him his spirit shall conquer N her She looked at him in surprise. Then you paint? Ill say I do. Terrible things magazine covers. But in the back of my mind there are masterpieces He was a whimsical youngster, she decided. But no end interestI dont believe your things ing. are terrible. And I shall want to see them You are going to see them. I have a studio in our garage. I sometimes wonder what happens at night when my little flivver is left alone with my fantasies. It must feel that it is fighting devils He broke off to say, Im as garrulous as Jane. Please dont let me talk any more about myself. "Is Jane your sister? Yes. And now lets get down to realities. Your uncle wants you to come home. Im not going. I know Uncle Fred. Hell make me feel like a returned prodigal. Hell kill the fatted calf, but Ill always know that there were husks And hogs, Baldy supplemented, Some people are like dreamily. that. Look here, he said suddenly, if I were you Id go back. I will not. I think you ought. Face things out. Let your uncle understand that there are to be no postmortems. It is the only thing to do. You cant stay here forever. Did Uncle Fred make you his ambassador? coldly. He did not. When I came, I felt that I would do anything to keep you away from home as long as you liked. But I dont feel that way now. Youll just sit here and instead of grow bitter about it thanking God on your knees. He flung it at her, unexpectedly. There was a moments intense silence. Then he said, Oh, I hope you dont think I am preaching No no and suddenly her head went down on her arm, that beautiful burnished head. She was crying! Im sorry, he told her, huskily. And again there was silence. She hunted for her handkerchief, You and he handed her his. neednt be sorry, she said; it seems rather refreshing to have someone say things like that. Oh, 1 wonder if you know how hard we are and cynical the people of my set. And I dont believe any of us ever thank God. They talked for an hour after that. There is no reason why you should hurry back, Baldy said, but Id let your uncle tell people where you are. Then the papers will drop it, dont you see? "I see. Of course Ive been silly but you cant think how I suffered. She would not have admitted it to anyone else.. But she met his sincerity with her own. , I was going to have our lunch served up here, she said, but I think I wont. The dining-roodown-stair- s is charming and if anyone comes in that I know I shant care as long as Im going back." The food was delicious, and having settled her problems, Edith showed herself delightfully gay and girlish. There was heliotrope in a Sheffield bowl on their table. flowers Martha grows in pots, Edith said. She picked out a spray for him and he put it in his coat. Its my favorite. She told him about Delafields orchids. Think of all those months,' she said, and he never knew the flowers I liked. There were other people in the room, but it was not until the end of the meal that anyone came whom Edith recognized. Eloise Harper and she sees me," was her sudden remark. Now watch me carry it off. She stood up and waved to a par, and vivid in a Eloise, and turban of seemed to stand mentally on tiptoe. I wouldnt miss the talk I am going to have with the reporters tored-hair- ed cloak wood-brow- n, night. One of the men of the party protested. Dont be an idiot, Eloise. Well, I owe Edith something. Sew Dont I, darling? You do." There was a flame in She liked back of Ediths eyes. Delafield before I did. I Cat, said Eloise lightly. liked his yacht, but Bennys is bigger, isnt it, Benny? She turned to the younger man of the party who had not spoken. Ill say it is, Benny agreed, cheerfully, and it isnt just my yacht that shes after. She has a real little case on me. The second woman, older than Elin smoke-gra- y oise, tall and with a sweep of dull blue wing across her hat, said, Edith, you bad child, your uncle has been frightfully worried. Of course, youd know, Adelaide. And it does him good to be worried. I am an antidote for the rest of you. Everybody laughed except Baldy. He ran his fingers with a nervous gesture through his hair. He was like a young eagle with a ruffled fair-hair- WNU Service. ed a Bag to Keep Your Ball of Twine In By RUTH WYETH SPEARS I7HEN you want to wrap a VV package do you always know where to find twine? A ball of it in a bag like this one hung over the kitchen table will be ready for use. After trying this you are sure to waht to make some of these twine bags to sell at the next bazaar or to use as gifts. Scraps from your piece bag may be used in this way. The bag is just big enough to cover the ball loosely and is made of a straight piece of goods with the ends crest. Martha came up to arrange for a table. Bring your coffee over and sit with us, Eloise said; we want to hear all about it. I dont Edith shook her head. belong to your world yet. And Ive had a heavenly time without you. They went on laughing. Silence settled on the two they left behind. And out of that silence Edith asked, You didnt like the things we seamed together with a French seam. The top and bottom are bound with prepared bias binding. A single cord is run through the binding at the bottom. It is drawn said? up to leave a small opening and Hateful! the ends are tied and sewn seDo you always show what you Two cords ' are run curely. feel like that? through the top with a loop of Jane says I do. each cord left on the outside so Well, if it had been anybody but that the bag may be drawn up by Eloise Harper and Adelaide Lara-morThe ball of twine them. pulling Adelaide is Uncle Freds latis placed inside with the end runest. She rose. Lets go upstairs. If ning through the bottom opening I stay here I shall want to throw ready for use. Did you see the good news in the things at their heads. And I dont last week? About the new paper to care break Marthas dishes. Book No. 3, which is now Sewing at the other They stopped table, for ready mailing. It contains 32 however, for a light word or two, useful ideas for home decorating; then went up to Ediths sitting-rooon the second floor. When they and things to use as gifts, and to were once more by the fire, she sell at bazaars. You will be desaid, And now what do" you think lighted with it. The price of this new book is only 10 cents of me? Nice temper? Send coin with name I think," he said, promptly, postpaid. and address to Mrs. Spears, 210 S. that they probably deserved it." She laid her hand for a fleeting Desplaines St., Chicago, 111. moment on .his arm. You are Need for Wild Tigers rather a darling to say that. I was really horrid. When he was ready at last to go, Wild tigers are an economic neshe decided, Tell Uncle Frederick cessity to send Briggs out for me in the law on and, therefore, protected by Sumatra in the Dutch East morning. I might as well have it Indies, an island nearly twice as over, now that Eloise is going to as Great Before Britain. large spread the news. this measure was taken a few I wish youd go in with me , years ago, tigers were killed in tonight. such numbers that wild boars, on I but couldnt Oh, which they preyed, multiplied and Why not? most of the palm trees destroyed She weighed it And surprise whose oil is Sumatras chief Uncle Fred? I think wed better telephone, so source of income. Colliers. he can kill the fatted calf. Yes. He doesnt like things sprung on him. Hurts his dignity but hes rather an old dear, and I love him do you ever quarrel with Do you feel so nervous you want to scream? the people you love? Are you cross and irritable? Do you scold those dearest to you? Jane and I fight. Great times. If your nerves are on edge and you feel I have a feeling I shall like you need a good general system tonic, try Lydia E. Finkhams Vegetable Compound, Jane. made especially for women. You will. Shes the best ever. For over 60 years one woman has told an- - . other how to go smiling thru with reliable Not a beauty, but growing betterPinkham s Compound. It helps nature build looking every day. Bobbed her hair up more physical resistance and thus helps calm quivering nerves and lessen discomforts and I nearly took her head off. from annoying symptoms which often acBut shes rather a peach. company female functional disorders. Why not give, it a chance to Ill have you both down for dinYOU? Over one million women havehelp written in ner some day. I think we are going reporting wonderful benefits from Pinkhama to be friends Compound. again that light touch on his arm. i He caught her hand in. his. , I shall only ask that you let the page to twang his lyre. Then with a deeper note, Miss Towne, I cant tell you how much your friendship would mean. For, in our town . . . and towns like ours clear across the country Would it? Oh, I am going to . . . theres a steady revolution have some good times with you and going on. Changes in dress styles your little sister, Jane. I am so and food prices ... the rise oft ty of four people, two men and two tired of people like Eloise and Adehat crown ... the fall of furni- ture prices these matters vitally women, who stood in the door. laide, and Benny and Del affect our living... And the news (TO BE CONTINUED i 'They saw her at once, and the is ably covered in advertisements. effect of their coming was a stamSmart people who like to be Saw Three Sons Crowned King ' pede. in living and Blessed child, said the girl who Catherine de Medici, queen of current events, follow advertise- was in the lead, have you eloped? Henry II of France, born 1519, died ments as closely as headlines. And is this the man? 1589, had four sons, of whom three They know whats doing in This is Mr. Barnes, said Edith, were crowned king of France durAmerica . . . and they also know who comes from my uncle. I am ing her lifetime. They were Franwhere money buys most! to go back. But 1 have had a cork- cis II (1559-60Charles IK ) and Henry III ing adventure.' e. i NERVOUS? m ed He was a whimsical youngster, she decided. some day if you ever fall in love, youll forgive I am not likely to fall in love,, coldly, Im too sensible Oh, I know. , Youve had strings of lovers youre too tremendously lovely not to have. But theyve all been afraid of you. No caveman stuff or anything like that. Isnt that the truth? I should hate a caveman. "Of course, but you wouldnt be indifferent, and youd end by caring I dislike brutal types intensely- He sat with his chin in his hand, his shoulders hunched up like a All faun or Pan at his pipes. cavemen arent brutal types. 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