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I.ainpftsas friends have received no-
tice of the birth of a daughter to
Mr. and Mrs. C. A. McFarland. Sun-
day, in Austin. Mrs. McFarland will
he remembered by a host of friends
here as Miss'"Lucile Haby.
rumored!
When she grew better, she devot-
ed herself to her children and went
out very little. Her frinds could not
surmise the poignancies that harm-
less, idle conversation could awaken,
could not vision the pain that talk
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today.
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“I’ml
you, Gavin?”
“Uh-mm.”
Ellen has something of my look
“Keep a car?”
Jerry grinned.
suitt
taking up land along
valley in Ohio. He
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small,
At least
By Mary Schumann
Copyright by Macrae Smith Co.
WNU Service
I take this means of thanking my
many friends for their kindness to me
during my illness since March. The
loveliest flowers one ever saw. besides
many kind deeds, are appreciated by
a shut-in. Thn Christmas came, and
so many sweet cards were received.
I thank
you and
year.
said. It worked every time. You
made your eyes soft and innocent,
got your face very close to theirs,
speke low, and said,. “You” a great
many times . , . It had worked with
were luckier than he. . Late one af-
ternoon, the town rang with the news
that he had killed himself.
It was whispered around that he
had been threatened with prison, that
he had used company money for his
own uaa,„.. People shook their heads
over a Wasted life, women discussed
it at tea parties for a week, then the
world moved on about its own con-
sumingly interesting affairs.
Fluvanna was ill for several weeks.
Dry-eyed, white, almost speechless,
If you couldn’t—
she answer-
Too bad
loaf here
“It’s a shame when a woman is at
the age when she can enjoy life most,"
continued Jerry, “and she is taken
with ^something ghastly like that! My
aunt was a wonderful looking wo-
man too.” He hitched his chair an
inch or so nearer Lizzie, look<*it“into
her face with sympathy and interest.
Pale fires lit in her eyes, a revival
of vanity.' “Wonderful?
haps notr now, but you
my pictures taken when I
age! I remember when I
. . T Per-
should see
was Ellen’s
was young
•and lived in Ridley, Mr. Parkinson—
later he became the lumber capital-
ist out west somewhere. Oregon. I
think—used to call me the Rose of
Ridley! . . . You remember that, don’t
a half of this tossing about. ’
She poked at the pillow to soften
it. What were some of the things
which made you go to sleep? Count-
ing? Squeezing your eyeballs and
then watching the funny lights that
came under your shut lids?
Scenes from the evening over at
Marshes’ kept intruding. “Hello, El-
len! Hello, Jerry!” Kezia had smil-
ed enchantingly up at Jerry . "You’re
ever so nice, aren't you? Almost up
to Ellen’s description!” She had
helped Ellen with her coat and whis-
pered, just loud enough or Jerry to
hear, “He’s precious. You’re in gor-
geous luck, Ellen.”
Kezia’s hair had been in soft curls
all over her head, an effect which
looked natural, yet had taken time
to achieve. She wore a long white
organdy dress, with
chiffon handkerchief
a bracelet.
—“Just two tables
know Art?—And that’s Hugh over
there . . . Hugh, put up the card tables
The telephone jangled constantly!
for Kezia. Young people came andfl
went with chatter and laughter, the!
radio played at all hours and meals!
frequently were delayed, for Kezia I
WU always hurrying from one en-1
gagement to another,. The constant I
clamor began to pall on Fluvanna, I
and her usual serenity was now ac- I
casionally desturbed.
It was a little hard to become ad- I
justed to the furore of excitement I
after the quiet winter. Fluvanna as- I
sured herself that it was good for her I
—good to have a gay young person in I
' the . house., Kezia must have this I
i youthful time erf pleasure. This I
springtime of her life was so fugi-I
i tive; its memories threaded the pat-1
tern of life with shining strands for I
the years to come.
For the past week, Margery had I
been having illness in her family and I
had sent the boys over to stay with I
her each day. Michael and Will were I
a strenuous pair, aged three and five,!
who came at nine each morning, andl
departed with tears and grubby em-B
braces at five when Will Platt came to I
take them home. She ' had been B
strangely languid each night, too tir-1
ed to glance at a paper or a book.
She stood near the window afterB
lunch, glancing over some mail she I
had received. The telephone rang. B
It was Margery.
“Mother, can you take the children!
out in the car this afternoon? Mil-!
lie Jennings is here visiting, and I I
haven’t seen her1 for ages. ■ I haven't I
been out of the house since Baby took 1
sick ten days ago,” Her voiee had »
a plaintive note. . ■
(To be. Continued) >
We have them for most every make of typewriter.
Just call us and we will be glad to send you one at
any time.
would along a ridge of the hills. Fine 80 slightly,
scenery.
but the line was busy. She had told ‘
him she W’asn’t going out today—he h®
would have some sandwiches packed
at the club, drive up and get her.
She would probably be glad to have
for a few minutes, his arm around her.
^You’ve been nicer to me today
than you've been for ages,” said Hugh
I softly,
| “Have I. old funny?"
“I am glad I had to go to Congress
City.” He waited. “Not pinning to
[ have me <ro to New York ? Got over
it?"
“It’s all right,
you couldn't, I suppose,'
ed. “Sweet here, isn’t it?
we have to leave. 1 could
all afternoon.”
“And yet at first
“ • When 1
ing sense of obligation he had left the trip td Congress City himself, a brows puzzled. "By
when old Ely, sternbrowed, t^in-lip-‘ drive of 50 miles. were you phoning to
ped, had met him pressing 'deficits.' A fine day—and if he drove, why *n’
Jerry Purdue. Ellen fears that her
father and mother, Gavin and Lizzie,
■will not approve the match. Hugh
and Dorrie go out to the Freeland
Farms to dance with their friends.
Cun and Joan Whitney. Whitney,
who has been out of work, announ-
ces that he has a new position. Cun
and Dorrie dance together and then
disappear for a while. Dancing with
Joan, Hugh is amazed to find Kw- in
tears. Apparently she has same sec-
ret worry over her husband, Cun.
When Ellen and Jerry speak about
their engagement to Ellen’s parents,
Lizzie is disagreeable until Jerry
sympathizes with her imagined ail-
wmrnt- The matter is. left .pending.
Unexpectedly Hugh has to visit a
neighboring city on business. Re-
turnin;. home to a.-k Dorrie to ac-
company him he finds her telephon-
ing'.. in confusion she quickly hangs
up without saying good-by. After
hesitating about Hugh’s invitation,
she finally agrees to accompany him.
The
night wind rustled the oaks, stole in
It will be Wet any- with the fragrance of honeysuckle;
. r?” the window was a framed oblong of
A> girl is usually indebted to her
mother for her charm."
Lizzie laughed and tapped hint with
her eyeglasses, “I see why,my
was so taken with you!"
The ice in her voice which
broken up with mention of her
nesa,. now became a fluid running
quantity, light, even playful. “But,
sertfOwdy speaking, we feel pur child
is too young to think of getting mar-
ried.”
“Working?" asked Gavin in the first
pause. • 4
"1 have a job as storekeeper at the
Arrow Steel Works,” Jerry answer-
ed.
“H-much?”
“Thirty-five a week.”
His fist at his lip, Gavin shook his
head, “N-much.”
“No, but, I have hopes of getting
something better,
start at the bottom
ness. I intend to
vuiiMnig.. Potter, the con-
who tractor, complained that it was not of
as he
“You
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\ wistful.
/Xlthough James' Marsh had been grandfather was in it; most of my
welcomed among them as a c.ousin of relatives are.
j the Clements, there /was not a great
! deal of approval of the marriage of
.James and Fluvanna. There were’ on pleadingly.
local grievances—families whose sons badly here, Dorrie.
had yearned for Fluvanna and been been my name or connections. Those
passed over Although pride in cloth- don’t count with competition geen as
es wax a Pendleton credo, James was it is. I started at the bottom and
thought to lean toward too great an they advanced mq,' I might
Ills handsome ' good salary some day—yes, a really
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! comparative ease and prosperity- fol- annoyed. Hugh promised to send a
I lowed. James was thoughtful toward man to look at it at once. Potter was
the suffering mother; debts were paid; a good customer; it wouldn’t do to
the feverish prosperity of the War J offend him. t
was on. James made money in the I He sent for the records, talked
stock market and it erased the gall-1 with the foreman and decided to make . couldn’t go.
She was pro^d, hopeful, un- she lay in bed. Her friends whisper-
ed of shock—she had found him that
way after she heard the shot. Small
wonder she was ill with that, and if
elegance in dress.
bearing was no novelty; many of the good one.”
; men had that; they suspected fiis She threw out her hands; a
i grace, his flattery, as qualities which wise smile curved- her lips.
lid not go with the solid virtues of I’ve asked you! But it has turned out
monogamy. A5, the years went by, exactly the way I expected it to! ;
1 the older ones shook their-heads ora- !
cularly as reports of his irregular!- j
tics came
I’ll write to Beryl today.”
At the plant that morning, he vis--
in—gambling, drinking,] ited the different departments, check-
neglecting his business, Ely Pendle- ing with the foremen on the progress
ton looking grim and Fluvanna, gay of the work,
in company, but when off guard,'
seeming frightened and distrait.
Ely Pendleton died suddenly, and some’ steel mesh they had delivered
Fluvanna and her family moved into for road building
the old house with her mother 1
was an invalid.
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At least I know what
it’s about."
When she did not answer he went
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With his basket of lunch which the
chef at the club had put up for him,
and driving toward home, he felt an
expanding glow within himself at this
unexpected break in the daily order.
A day with Dorrie, out undeV the
sky and sun. would work its itmgic,
would smooth out misunderstandings,
draw them closer in harmony.
He saw Tillie, the maid, moving a
dust cloth over an upstairs window
sill as he went up the walk, Dorrie
was telephoning at the hall table in
a low almost inaudible voice as he
entered the frqnt door. She turned
at the sound of his footsteps, and the
look which came over her face, start-
led, almost angry, gave him a feeling
of shock.
She hung up the receiver quickly
She
alone,
things
The
rie whirled abruptly for it, but Hugh
had already lifted the receiver to his
ear. “Hello ; . . hello . . , hello.”
He hung up. “No one on the line
apparently! . . . You don’t want to
go? What’s the reason? Haven’t
| made a date, have you? We could
drive over the, Portland highway—
they su>’ it is beautiful scenery.”
The flush on her face had faded;
| die looked rather pale. “It does sounJ^'
nice, reconsidering. I’ll go.”
“I had a lunch packed and thought
we would eat along Lonesome River.” “ love!” she said. Margery and
She smiled faintly in approval. Platt, and Mrs. Marsh—Dorrie—
“1’11 slip into that green dress you '
like and be with you in a .minute.”
In the country Dorrie sang softly,
a snatch of this, a bit of that, a rhy-
theinical accompaniment to the purr-
ing of the engine. • They chose the
less frequented narrow roads which
led past rich farms, gently rolling
hill farms, brooks dividing the pas-
tures where cattle gtazed, ponds
which reflected the blue sky and its
cottony whisps of cloud.
It was July when the ieason paus-
es in stillness. The sparkling, capri-
cious spring was past; there was no
hint of autumn, l
The new highway crested the hills.
Walter DeGIraffe, with Arthur, wi
Pete Matthews—Pete was almost ed
gage<| to that Pease girl, too—witl
Eric Olsen, with Jerry Purdue td
night.
Ellen didn't need to think she ha(
that boy on a hook! . . . When he wa|
getting out the ice cubes, he had turn-i
ed, his eyes on her—he had keen eyes,
dark brown with a sort of droop tc
them—and sa¥d„ “Don’t stand sc
close; I might splash that dress
Mind <if I say you look charming to-
night?” She hadn’t moved from his
side but answered in a half whisper]
“You’re sort of unusual yourself—you
beside the mantel..”
And Dorrie had been very cordial,
had said to Jerry: “Welcome to the
family!” Her voice had a rich mov-
ing animation sometimes. “We look
like the home guard drawn up to re-
ceive you, but we’re rally not so for-
modable.”
Hugh had been fine—always -was.
“I wondered why you were so disturb-
ingly prettty this spring, Ellen? . • .
so this is the reason!” Will Pliatt had
told her of the pictres he had seen
in the Roerich Gallery recently . . .
poetry and symbolic mystery, he call-
ed them. That was while Kezia was
out fixing the lunch. She had came
They drove higher and higher until *n an<^ called—not Art Williams—but
a panorama of countryside, the sweep I J®rry to conje out and help her with
of field, the darkness of wood, the cubfo. They were gVne a
stubble of cut grain anil' shimmer of time, and came in laughing,
piled wheat, extended in great rolling I thing which kept her awake
distances to right and left them, so ,wa8 trivial—even ridiculous. All ev-
far that a blue haze met the horizon, ening long no look from Jeny, no
Dorrie touched his arm. “Let’s quick little glance of reassurance that
stop here. Hugh. Like a view from ,8«>d: “Hello, dear . ;. all right?" So
an airplane, isn’t it?” (absorbed in being agreeable to Dorrie,
The deep valley beside them wound t° Margery, to Kezia, that she might
__________________ __________ sinuously. Far down they caught the
“I’d hate to leave Corinth—even if of » small river, silvering^over
this were a real opportunity—and it 8onic rapids, escaping the fringe of
isn’t. The place where you were born l’e,1'lock and willow which leaned
sort of gets into your blood. You 1 vaiexsingly over it.
know’ everyone . . , and Mother—she’s j
here.”
you
came in"—his
the way, who
when I came
A fine day—and if he drove, why >n’ You hung up without saying
Mrs. Pendleton died just after Ar- not take Dorrie? They could go over good-by.”
mistice day. and James was very kind the New Portland highway, which Her body stiffened against his ever
A subterraneous tiny
He tried to telephone her ' P»>n moved in Hugh-
“None of my business of course!”
> said with an apologic laugh.
“Shouldn’t have asked you. Excuse
me.” He sprang to his feet.
"You would ask that!”
“I'm not checking your phone calls,
my dear. It was just
tion . j I didn’t think
ed when I spoke."
The traced the rock
ger. In a. moment she said: “Any-
one who is having a birthday in a
few days shouldn’t be too inquisi-
tive.”
“Next “Next month—August.”
“Well, even then?” she parried
good-humoredly.
The pain vanished.
He looked at his watch. “One-
thirty.”
“Time to go?”
"Afraid so.”
Ellen switched her light and look-
ed at the clock on the mantel. A
quarter to four and she hadn’t been
able to go to sleep! Two hour* and
Miss Madclle Park of Itasca retum-
was all quite easy, just as Lolly had ed home Monday after spending sev»
eral days here with her sister and
brother. Mrs. Charles Wachendorfer
and Wihn|r Park.
2. “>
would c
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nent s«
his ser]
nds.
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act dithering
her burning
to be reserv-
his eyes had
“All the foolish objections first and f-We’ll be eating lunch there in ten flickered in her direction with trust
' minutes.” • - land mutuality, made her aware that
Hugh looked at her reproachfully. ’ They descended the mountain and J’® remembered ....
“And you like the steel business? <ani® to « settlement of a dozen very Sb® clasped the palms of her hands
;e heard considerable complaint i o,‘l somnolent houses’called Norwich. ! together. “You know, God," she said
A lane to'the right of the bridge led soundlessly, “that I don’t bother You
for a short distance along the river ’ very often, but I do believe in You.
bed. They parked the car under some ' Eor I prayed to go to art school . . .
sycamores, and taking the picnic has- Mother was so against it. Suddenly
ket, started along the little-used trail she gave in—gave in all at once for
by the water. 110 reason at all! ... So You must
"Hungry?” asked Hugh, when they have done it. , . . And this time it is
came to a ledge close to the water. ‘about Jerry ... I love him so terrib-
"Ravenous! What did you bring?” ly that I don’t believe I can go on
She knelt over the basket and drew living if I don't get him-. I don't have
out some chicken sandwiches wrap-I to tell You—You understand. Please
ped in oil paper, piled them on a don’t let him atop loving me—ever
napkin between them. “And fruit!; - . . Thank You. Amen."
Ginger-ale and glasses. You thought Three hours before this Kezia xwit-
of everything!” ched out the light in her room with
“It won’t‘be very cold. It’s been the gold and green chintz draperies,
over an hour since they took it off snuggled down in her pillow,,
the ice.”
“Never mind. I
how? Have you an opener
Lunch over they sat side, by side 1 silver from the moon, the clock down-
f<w n fmr u— I ■itAirx tinkled the hn’tP’hodr. Kezia
was very sleepy, very contented with
herself.
The poWW'tehe had over men was
tremendous—simply tremendous. It
without saying good-by.
“What brings you home? Forget
something?" she inquired
fltish colored her cheeks.
“No. L came to see if
like to go jaunting.”
“Where?”
“Congress City. The
'there is kicking about the
we sent. Want to go?”
hesitated. "No, you go along
I’m not dressed and there are
I want to do.”
telephone pealed sharply. Dor-
utterly happy.
The first Hugh Pendleton had come
out from Connecticut in the year
1802. made his way with horses and t she knew half the things that were
an ox team over the hazardous moun-'
tain roads, and
the Penuchang
built a cabin
traded with th4 few settlers and the
wandering bands of Indians. He sent
,for his family, his wife, with three
small children, and his two brothers, of home and husbands and plans for
I^ugh starteda >>tore which flourish- the future could awaken in a tortur-
ed as the settlement grew into a ed soul, bleeding with memories,
village. He made trips to Pittsburgh
by boat for supplies and bartered or
sold, according to the need of the
__ individual.
Sack to hix'job at’"the' steel plant Presently the word traveled about
founded by one of his forebears, Hugh that two settlers, Wyant and Nash,
passes Doc Hiller, a boyhood friend. had erected a blast furnace "on the
have been anyone—just someone whom
he had met for the first time and
was not interested in! . . . Of course
she didn’t want him to
in her presence—give
“Lonesome River,” said Hugh. “See glances. She liked him
| that flat rock down by the stream? Still, if only once
she fears Kezia has inherited. Ellen Hu hV tri to PittsburRh had
Pendleton comes over. She is an ar-; . , , . .... .?
tistically inclined girl who is a dis- • “"akened his interest m the need
tant niece of Fluvapna’s and a favor-1 for iron in a new community, and a
ite of Hugh’s.. She happily tells Flu- ' nebulous idea took form as he weigh-
Y,nna „^con?® ed out coffee and tea and flour. He
talked of it to his sons, Hugh and
Caleb and Silas, and fired theii1 youth-
ful imaginations.
Wyant died and Nash moved on to
Indiana, abandoning the simple fur-
nace, while Hugh figured and plan-
ned and explained to his sons. .
The Pendleton boys went into part-
nership when they grew up. started
another furnace. By the middle for-
ties, Hugh Junior, Caleb and Silas
Pendleton were the owners of a suc-
cessful iron works which employed ty!
eighteen hundred men. | The lace on the flowing sleeve of
The *Pendletons-intermarried with I. Dnrrin’s negligee fell away as she lift-
the Woods, the Renshaws, the Moffats, ed her arm to pour a cup of coffee,
the Debartys, newcomers from Vir- 1 “Your father was in the insurance
ginia, the east and England, until in business—you should have some tal-
the nineteen thirties t’ffe’Wtetronships ; int for it,” she said idly,
would have taken a genealogical ex- ; Hugh disregarded that,
pert to unravel. The society of the i have to move away.”
town was a spider-web of distant ‘“Exactly.”
cousinships turning up at unexpected “You want to? Leave ,this little
places. Much of the leadership of place, our place? .The arbor-vitwe
old Hugh Pendleton had descended to hedge is coming along so nicely, and
the men of the family; the women the peach and plum trees we plant-
had grace and fastidiousness. Alien ed—”
blood mingled with theirs, warm
blood, cold blood, but something ra-
cial persisted.
Fluvanna was the great-great
granddaughter of the firat Hugh de-
scending through Hugh, his son. Her
father Had been Ely Pendleton, and
she his only child—a swaying, ane- I “j
mone creature, fine-boned as most of ’ the real one last!
the Pendleton women were. Light
brown hair grew back from a curv-
ing hairline; the-trarery-of the brows |
above full eyelide- might have been I about how hard that is!" She was
done by iv pencil stroke; the nose using the curling tone he disliked,
was sensitive; the mouth curved and • very soft, edged with malice.
“I’ve spent eight years in it. My
TYPEWRITER
SYNOPSIS
Kexia Marsh, pretty, selfish and
twenty, arrives home in Corinth from
school and is met by her older broth-«
er, Hugh. He drives her to the Marsh
home where her widowed mother. Flu-
vanna, a warm-hearted, self-sacrific-
ing and understanding soul, welcomes
her. Kezia’s sister, Margery, plump
and matronly with the care of three
children, is at lunch with them.
Hugh’s wife, Dorrie, has pleaded a
previous engagement. On the way
back to his job at f'
A fellow has to
in the steel busi-
go to the school
for salesmen if I can get in.!’
Gavin~looked at him throus his
thick-lensed glasses.
sort of one.”
Gavin glanced at Jerry’s
mcaniiiglyr He had computed its
and suspecter Jerry of extrava-
gant taste in clothes. Lizzie shook
her head at him. “Settle it again—
no hurry,” he muttered. He left the
room precipitously and did not re-
turn. - - * * '"»•
Lizzie changed te a mora comfort-
able chair, and drawn by Jerry's def-
erential attention, recounted in a
tone"u'ie flow stories of her activities
before she had been stricken, of hfr
two sons, Caleb and Gavin Junior,
the trouble she had keeping compe-
tent help, the oriental rugs she had
bought, and the hotels she had found
most agreeable in Atlantic City.
It was almost twelve when she
rose to go ppstairs. She even shook _______
hands with Jerry cordially. “Be pa- late at night, playing with men who
tient,” she admonished them. “I’ll
see what I can do with her father.”
Ellen went to the front steps with
Jerry. “You ruinous mah,” she whis-
pered, "captivating Mother like that!”
"I took jpeur cue. You said ‘Be
nice to her* and I followed instruc-
tions.” « \
She kissed him. “We might sit
here on the steps while you smoke
• cigarette.”
“A cigarette? How about two?”
“Make it two,” she answered laugh-
I
that winter.
Then business took a holiday, stocks
slumped, and Fluvanna began a grad-
ual parting with the income her fa-
ther had left in- trust for her. Her
mother’s money had’ been left to her
..unconditionally, and that went in ap-
palling amounts to cover the very1 thi« outing,
good securities, sure to hit a hun-
dred and ten, which James had bought
on margin. ?
The more James lost, the more he
drank, the oftener he was seen morose
and truculent, leaning over his cards
A little after te
I call came in
long distance
ngress City about
ron
Hugh was intensely annoyed
buttered his breakfast rolf.
say you wrote to him, and then you ]
got this letter? Why didn’t you say
something to me first?”
“I thought I might persuade you
to change," answered Dorrie.
He shook his head. “It wouldn’t
do, darling, at tall. Insurance is a
business I know nothing about. It'
would take nre a year or two to learn
—and what would we live on during
that time?”
“John thinks you might do very
well in a few months. See what he
says,’’ she tossed the letter over to
him from John Reeper, husband, of
her sister,Beryl.
It was a mild communication,-of-
fering little or nothing; if Hugh want-
ed to take up the insurapce business
in New York, he would >ut him in
touch with the right pgfties! lugh
groaned to himself that/ Dorrie shihuld
regard this as a business opp
uni-
fascinate me.” He had laughed an<Bf
pie wl
replied, “I’m not really sophisticate
came
ed, you know!” ... He had unflerstood^B
often
It was enough for a start. w;
ful litt
He’d be calling her up soon, sheB'
ta Clai
assured herself. Like the others. She®'
has vis
might have a littel fun with Jerry—■
- New
show Ellen—then hand him back toH
—all 0
her . , .
handed
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