HAD THE
FAULKNER
FAILING
{@ by D. J. Walsh.)
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ARAN COBB hung another neat
ly ironed shirt upon the clothes
pars. It was thin and patched.
Clifford needed some new shirts,
but, oh, how she hated to make them.
It was four o'clock” of a fine fall
afternoon. Sarah knew she should not
be irening at that time of the day, but
her work had dragged. She bad
wanted to go to the indoor pienic at
the Merrithews', but she felt that she
and Clifford were too old to mingle
with young folks’ pleasures. Besides
she did not cure to make cake and
sandwiches.
Creak—creak—creak. Clifford was
coming downstairs from his afternoon
nap. He always took a nap now that
he no longer had a job. It had
seemed foolish for him te keep on
working at his age, especially as they
had enough to live upon frugally.
Surah wondered how Clifford could
sleep so much. For her part she was
ready half the time to fly out of her
skin. Even that creaky stairs made
her jumpy.
Clifford, Sarah's husband for forty
years, entered the room. He was a
tall, stooped, blue-eyed man, with a
gentle sadness of countenance. Sarah
was small and plump and dark-eyed.
Her greeting to Clifford was to slap
another shirt out upon the ironing.
board.
" “] suppose they're just In the thick
of the fun over at Merrithews'” Clif
ford sighed.
“1 suppose they are. llelem Merri
thew is terribly lively. She will have
a good time whether anybody else does
or not,” returned Sarah emviously.
“She makes me think of the way
vou used to be at her age, Sarah”
said Clifford.
Sarah's lips tightened. Yes, she had
been a hright girl, Bot now—Oh, it
was awful to get old and what was
worse to feel old. You stay old such
a tong time,
“Guess I'll go ott to the garden and
start that bonfire,” Clifford muttered.
The screendoor flapped behind him
It needed a spring, but Clifford did
not seem to find time to attend to it,
That screendoor was like everything
else about the house.
Sarah, staring after her husband,
thought she had never seen him look
so stooped and shadowy. What ailed
him? He didn’t have anything to do
but rest day in and day out. She had
her duties—a smell of smoke arising
from the ironingbonrd startled away
her thoughts. Good land! She had
burned a hole in the sleeve of her
checked gingham. A passionate desire
to cry swept over her, and with this
desire came a strange interpretation
of the look she had seen upon Cif.
ford's face. Maybe he, ton, felt the
futility, the emptiness of life just as
she did.
Sarah pot the fron hack upon the
stove and rap out of the house to find
Clifford. He wes nowhere in sight,
She put her band to her heart, recall
ing that he had had a brother die for
no apparent reason. [t had been whis-
ered at the thine that he had taken
something out of a bottle hy mistake
At that instant she heard Qlifferd’s
voice, He was beliindg the lilaes, Conld
he he talking to himself? They sald
his brother had talked to himself be
fore that awful thing happened.
White, trembling, Sarah crept for
ward and peeped through the filac
screen. She coold see Clifford. He
stood facing back, his chin ap. He
was smiling And he looked just as he
had years ago when their romance
ind blossomed into marriage and she
had thought him the finest young man
n the world. As Sarah gazed at this
transformed Clifford she heard a wom.
an's laugh. There was a woman with
Mifford. The woman had stepped into
Sarah's range of vision, but her hack
alone was visible, It was a stylish
hack, having what the modistes call &
svelte-line, and It was elad in printed
silk which was surmounted by a
youthful hat and ended in silk ankles
elim enough to suggest the charleston
Again the woman langhed.
"Clif, you're getting to be an old
fogey I” she cried. “And you're only
sixty-one, Why great books have been
written, empires built, worlds won by
men older than that. You ought to he
enjoying every minute. earning good
money, pursning a hobby. You onght
0 have a radio, 8 car—a dancing
teacher. Don’t tell me you've given
ap. A man like you. Whose fault is
t?7 Yours or Sarah's? Sarah was a
Faulkner. All the Faunlkners got limp
and wilty around middie life. 1 didn't
think Sarah would, for she was a
regular clip az a girl, But if she has
the Faulkner falling. Clif, you've no
husiness to wilt down with her. Your
folks had zip and stamina. Your dad
was a splendid man at eighty-nine,
You'll probably live to be eighty-nine
sourself. and what will you do for the
next 28 years?”
“God knows!” Clifford struck his
hands together. "Say, Amelia, come
into the house and talk to Sarah just
as you've been talking to me”
Amelia! Even If the woman had
not tormed and shown her face Sarah
would now have kndwn her, Amelia
Reott whe had been such a spirited
competitor for Clifford's love that
Sarah had had to put in her best licks
to get him for herself. Amelia Scott
returned out of the silent mystery of
years to stand here with Clifford in
their garden and accuse him of being
the victiin of the Faulkner falling!
Surah's taut upper lip beaded with
perspiration. Instead of retreating to
the house and there awaiting Clifford
and Amelia, she fled to Mrs. Peek’s
arbor. From this secret hiding place
she saw Clifford go indoors and heard
him calling for her while Amelia stood
on the back porch.
“Never mind,” Amelia sald. "1 can’t
stay any longer now. [I'll stop and see
Sarah next time I'm driving out this
way.” She walked pimbly away to a
big blue car that was parked under
the elin. She got in, shifted gears
noiselessly and rolled away,
When Clifford returned to the gar
den Sarah crept home. Back in her
ence and Interpreted Amelia's Impres-
sion. The smoked wallpaper, the worn
out linoleum, the broken stove, She
shivered as If she were cold.
“Amelia Scott, she's Amelia Wills
now, stopped on her way through the
town,” Clifford said at supper. “She
wanted to see you. [I looked all over
for you but | guess you'd stepped out
some place. Amelin was looking fine.
She had one of those new sedans.
She said she would stop again, She
said you'd hear from her ip a day or
80,"
Next morning Clifford went away on
some mysterious errand. Not long
after the doorbell rang. There stood
a messenger with a hatbox unmis
takably for Sarah. She took it, she
opened ft. Within was such a hat as
Sarah had never owned; an alluring
thing of charm and color. Sarah's
clear plump cheeks grew violently
pink. Clifford's words came to her—
“She said you'd hear from her ip a
day or $0.” Amelia had sent this hat
It was her way of teaching Sarab a
lesson. Sarah's first impulse was to
stuff the hat in the stove; her next
to try it on. It was every bit as good
looking as the one Amelia had worn
herself, And, good land! Sarah
looked just as good in it as had
Amelia in hers. It covered her gray
hair. Her soul hankered for iL
“Sarah!” she whirled ‘round. Clif.
ford had come in at the back door and
stood regarding her with a pleased
look on his face. “Thank goodness
you've got a decent hat at last! No—
don’t remove it. Let me look at you,
Why, Sarah, girl, you're not old; we're
not old. T'm only sisty-one. Great
books have heen written, empires
built, worlds won by men older than
that, | ought te be enjoying every
minute, earning good money, pursuing
a hobby—Sarah! 1 went down town
and tackled Kilmer for a job. And 1}
got it! Do you hear? | got me =»
joh! No letting myself slump from
now on. Zip and stamina is my slogan
Can you keep up with me, Sarah?
She looked straizht in his eyes. The
corners of her mouth twitched.
“Oh, I'll keep up with you, don't you
worry, Clifford Cobb.” she said grimly.
Sarah did keep up with her tas
band. Indeed, she sometimes outdis
tunced him in the race he had set for
himself. Suppose they did sacrifice a
few bonds? Clifford was now getting
& pay envelope and they could afford
to let themselves go a bit, The house
began ta look trim and tidy within
and without, Sarah sang at her work
The neighbors came to see what was
going on, were fnterested and con
tinued to be friendly. Miss Calkins,
the dressmaker, was gayly busy with
a new wardrobe for Sarah. Sarah be
gan to appear in skirts almost as short
as elem Merrithew's and In the same
style shoes and silk stockings. And
she wore Amelia's hat. Yes, she wore
Amelia's hat because after all she was
gratefsl te Amelia for starting some
ting,
She was tripping about her remod-
eled kitchen sme morning when some
body knocked at the back door, It
was Amelia,
“Mashe Clifford told you | intended
to come back amd see you," Amelia
sald. She glanced admiringly abont
the room, at Sarah. “isn't this fine?
Aren't you fine™
“What's the use of getting limp and
wilty around middie life?” retorted
Sarah brightly. “All the Faunlkners
had that failing. Tm a Faulkner,
But | won't own to the failing. No,
indeed. Zip and stamina Is my silo
gan—" She paused for Amelia was
eyeing her sharply, recognizing her
own words, doubtless. “Amelia, how
did sou ever come to send me that
cherry colored hat?” she demanded.
Amelia looked astonished. “1 sent
you no hat. | was going to write to
you but | didn’t get around to do that
even. Probably Clif got yon the hat,
Sarah. He said you'd been married 40
sears that day | was here and | told
him fhe onght to get sou an anniver.
gary present. My busband always
gets me one”
Uncooked Meat Held
Delicacy in Arctic
It is surprising how much raw ment
in a frozen state one can eat. A frozen
walrus liver with tidbits of raw seal
fat as sauce is really a delicacy and
is ushered in through the hole in the
rock floor with as much pomp and
ceremony as the plump, brown roast
chicken which comes from the home
kitchen, relates Donald B. MacMillan
in his book, “Etah and Beyond."
Narwhal and white whale are In fact
more palatable uncooked than cooked,
the raw skin being especially prized
A square foot makes a suitable portion
for a man of average appetite, The
Eakimo's perfect teeth, set gtrongly in
square, heavily muscled, wide Jaws,
crunch this tough substance almost ss
ensily as an American boy ents a
banana and certainly with .s much
pleasure.
Parts which the more refined taste
of civilization rejects as waste are all
used. even eyeballs and entrails,
Chiggers do not burrow in the skin,
poisonous material late the victim.
Black Marquisette,
Novel Decorative
Effects on Gowns
Dainty Embroidery Used on
Winter Costumes Shown
by Paris Maker.
In the midst of an unusually gay,
colorful fashion season a collection of
compelling Interest has been brought
to America by "Anart,” a new house
in Paris, Ananrt, sa) ¢ fashion writer
in the New York Times, is
life Prince Viadimir d’Arbelod, n Rus
ned for a career
in the diplomatic service, turned in
in private
postwar days to a commercial expres
sion of his knowledge of art,
With a familiarity with Russian and
oriental forins he has used many
beautifel designs, ancient and modern,
in embroidery, which he has em
ployed in unique ways in creating
gowns and wraps for evening. The
value of this work is proved in the
success of his house, which though
only two years old Is now reckoned
among the most distinguished and ex.
clusive in Paris
Each wrap is an individual model,
simple in its main design, hit worked
with Infinite detail. Some are com-
pletely covered with needlework of
some sort or anther, embroidery,
beadwork or appligune. Others have a
trimmed cuffs on a background of rich
rial, which is usually velvet or
metal cloth. The different models are
as difficult to describe as tine paint
fnge. A few unforgettable examples
are even fine enough to be framed and
preserved beyond the fashions of the
day.
Wraps Usually Straight.
Becanse of the very ornate char
acter, the wraps are usually straight
of line. One of arresting beauty Is
made of light green velvet, with a
border dyed a deeper shade-—almost
what we call myrtle. A lily with long
slender stem and leaves gives the
motif, being heavily embroidered in
bold shades of green and hlue with
steel and sliver beads iHHuminating the
pattern. Over the entire velvet surface
are scattered dots and tiny embrol-
dered leaves of green and blue floss,
outlined with silver thread repeating
the colors of the border. The sleeves,
niso, are embroidered animost to the el.
bow. The cont la lined with silver
lame and a collar is made of fine gray
fox fur.
Another evening coat in green com
bined with silver and gray ig a stun-
ning wintry composition. It is made
of cloth of silver, with an allover
appliqoe of disks and leaves em
broidered with green floss and silver
thread in several shades, with pearls
and steel pallettes. The embroidery
is heaviest about the hottom of the
cont and the sleeves; the lining lg a
silver Iname In the new soft woave,
and the high voluminous collar {8 of
gray fox.
A cont of gold lame suggests old
tapestries in its design. It is royal in
its richness, yet most delicate, and al
together original. On the gold back.
ground are appliqned conventionalized
flowers and leaves In lovely tints cut
from glazed chintz, embroidered with
gold beads, tinsel thread and pearls
into a pattern which resembles in
tricate weaving. This is lined with
gold tissue, and has a collar of dark
sable.
An ensemble 1a black and crystal
white varies the conventional patterns
in many of these French designs of
Russian and oriental ancestry, It is
an elegant and complete costume for
formal afternoon or early evening.
The gown Is of black marquisette sim.
ply and plainly designed as to the
bodice, with the usual decolletage—
neck round and moderately low In
front, deep V at the back--none of It
with trimming other than a simple
binding of the goods. The skirt, which
is softly draped, hangs with a low
loped with erystal beads, rhinestones
a cape of the same material with deep
scallops, attached to the shoulders of
ft, caressing effect.
Evening Gowns Attractive.
cvening gowns from Anart are less
the coats and wraps
are snbdued, In contrast to the
colorful embroideries of the outer gar
ments, but are equally as utiractive
This house, incidentally, uses mar.
quisette Instead because
of the squn:
the strain of bias lines and circular
cuts of the tiers and floouces now |
I flout now
for evening the edges are simply piped
with a milliner's fold of the material,
With these softly dr gowns of
sheer filmy black, trimming is
duced in concentrated motifs,
model of black, the top of the bodice
is finished with a plastron of silver
passementerie studded with pearls and
rhinestones and shaped to the lines of
the decolletage. The beading and bril
Hants extend aimost to the helt, while
the gown is otherwise pntrimmed ex.
cept for a slender girdle about the
hips, which is looped with long tas
seled ends In front,
Another hlack evening gown. which
strass dipping In irregular curves
bands ends with a large arrowhead of
steel spangles and rhinestones,
some other entire costumes for eve
ning of different types. In them,
quisette and velvet. A charming dance
over which ig a circular robe of net
with a pattern of iridescent blue span-
in a sunburst design. A narrow belt
ders finish this modish frock.
and fabric Is made of ivory silk net
ver tinsel like a dew-sprinkled cob
draped with slightly bouffant effect
caught up with a cluster of sliver
tipped. tinted orchids,
Velvet Favored in America.
American designers are
their attractive midwinter collections
of evenirg gowns and wraps
continues fo be the garment Je luxe.
drapery subtle and rippling in tiers
most popular model.
Some of the most engaging are made
bias ruler on the skirt, which is lift.
ed in front.
belts about the normal walst line or
the hips, and a slender girdle of trim:
ming or a stitched strip of the mate
rial, but the more formal designs are
made with the bodice line unbroken
between the decollette neck and the
top line of trimming on the skirt.
Second to velvet, tulle is the fash
fonable material for evening, especial-
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is more chic, and because the fashion
has prevalled for several seasons
modistes are finding ways of varying
the original. In one style the bodice
is made of velvet, and the natiached
skirt, of satin, Ig velled with tulle In
flounces hem length, or with several
ruffles, the tulle being used double In
crisp, frilly effect.
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