Copyright, by Bobbs Merrill Ce, by Ethel Hueston Illustrations by Irwin Myers WNU Service STORY FROM THE START omnis In the usually quiet home of Rev, Mr. Tolliver ¢f Red Thrush, fowa, “is motherless daughters, Helen, Miriam and Ellen—"Gin- ger Ella"-—are busy “grooming” thelr sister Marjory for partici. pation in the “beauty pageant” that evening. With Eddy Jack- son, prosperous young farmer, her escort, Marjory leaves for the anticipated triumph. Qver- work has affected Mr. Tolliver's eves to the point of threatened blindness Marjory wins the beauty prize, $50.00. She gives the money to her father to con- sult Chicago specialists. Mr. Tol- liver leaves for Chicago with Miriam. Ginger meets Alexander Murdock. Mr. Tolliver returns, the doctors giving him little hope, Ginger gets an idea for a “Parsonage Home for the Blind” and solicits funds, CHAPTER IV—Continued da It was she vho announced the early arrival of Horace Langley. Mopplng his brow, she said he was, and cling ing llke grim death to the arm of Eddy Jackson, who laughed at him Much later, with the final announce ment that the other bridesmaids were on hand, she dispatched the twins, In pastel pink and yellow, to join the springtime bevy of orange, green mauve and rose In the primary de partment. Then she led her father down the stairs to the living room, where he was to wait for Helen. “All the who's who are there,” she proclaimed blithely, “and all the hood- lums are parked.” She ran up to her sister's room, and gave a last tender touch to the white veil. “Oh, Helen,” she whispered. Helen took her in her arms and the two girls wept together. After all, Ginger was Helen's baby, had been Helen's from the moment when, re turning from the little cemetery on the hill where her mother was lald away in flowers and snow, she ran-to the opstairs room of that other old parsonage to answer the pleading wall of the orphaned baby, “You--yon mustn't,” stoutly, winking away “You'll spolr your tooks. wish father could see you. Now, don't ery. I'm going right down.” She smiled bravely, tearfully, at her sister, unfalling refuge of sisteen years, now leaving her, and ran down the stairs. “Tell him to walt for me just a minute, | am coming at once,” Helen called after her” Ginger went to her father. “Father” she sald, “1 must go now, Helen sald for you to wait here for her just a minute—] think she’s going to pray. father, she looks just like praying. Oh, father, she Is beautiful. She looks like a picture of a Madonna with all kinds of secret happy thoughts In her heart that nobody else knows anything about. Just walt, darling, she is coming. And Ginger tripped daintily down the flagstone path like a floating blue cloud in her airy gown. In the living room Mr. Tolllver, accustomed to patience by weeks of blindness, walted quietly. But Helen. in the room she shared with Ginger, was not praying. Helen was not a sentimental girl, but one of deep fine feeling, much of which centered around the baby sister whom she had 80 long held as her especial charge. Helen was not going sway bruskly to happy marriage without a final tender word and gesture for the child who would come home lonely in her ab sence. She had written Ginger a let. ter—written it the night before her marriage, when girls may well be excused If their every thought is for themselves and their lovers and thelr hopes. Helen's were for her young est sister. It was for that purpose that she denied herseif to Horace, and to the girls, shutting herself up for hours behind a locked door, to write to Ginger Ella telling her how much she loved her, how much she had en Joyed the years of caring for her. how much she hoped for her future Not a fionwery letter, no lterary work of art, but one that came from Helen's heart. With this letter, she was going to leave for Ginger a precious thing, the little diamond ring that had been their mother’s engagement ring. It had been given to Helen, at her moth. er's death. had been worn by her In sacred remembrance for sixteen years, but now, with the band of her own betrothal spon her head. and soon to be enforced by the wedding eirclet, she would pass this treasure on to Ginger. She had intended to leave her farewell message on the dressing table of the room they had occupled together, but now, upon sudden im pulse, thinking of Ginger, she knew in a flash of revelation what the girl would do upon her return. She would fly straight op the wabbly ladder to her private sanctuary in the attic, sald Ginger her tears. Helen—1 would weep out her heart to exhaus tion, and fall asleep. Helen smiled to herself with quiv. ering lips. “The darling,” she whis pered, and then, mischievously, but with determination, she carefully draped her veil about her shoulders. ran down the corridor, set Ginger's indder under the trapdoor, and climbed round by round, pushing vpen the trapdoor above her. In the ~ftic she drew herself up, crossed the dusts beams, and stood beside Ginger's tidy little table desk. Her sympathetic eyes noted the pads of paper, the well-sharpened pencils, the little old doll’s trunk, the pigeon-nole of letters “Oh, Ginger, my darling,” she whis pered, and wept again for leaving her But she wiped away the tears, laid her letter In its sealed envelope, “My Ginger,” on the table, with Lhe ring in a velvet box beside It * * » - * . The bride in stately white and es corted by a fairy-like vision in dainty blue frills, flouted along the familiar old path across the velvety lawn. A low murmur of admiration drifted down the walk, and Helen, smiling lifted a band 10 her townsfolk in friendly greeting. Ginger, leaving the bride at the door of the primary room already vacated by the maids in thelr slow procession, flew around the church and grabbed her father. Slowly, solemnly, rose the strains of the wedding march, Eddy Jackson breathing hard, accompanied the groom to the white chalk marks placed “Oh, Ginger, My Darling,” She Whis pered, and Wept Again for Leav ing Her. for them before the altar. Down the ribboned aisle tripped small white fairies, sprinkling Howers, after them the bridesmaids In pastel, rminbow tinted gowns, after them, the bride serene, unruffled, sweet-eyed. Ginger, cool and slight in her crisp blue, with a firm finger on her fa ther's arm, led him slowly down the aisle and placed him squarely upon the chalk mark, before she went to stand by Helen, serving the double role as mald of honor to ber sister, and as her father's escort. “1 do,” murmured Helen sweetly. The familiar voice of ber father resonant and low, unbreaking, con tinued the service. And presently Helen's hand was in that of Horace A great lump rose In Ginger's small throat. And in the mementary breath less silence that followed Helen leaned forward, put both arms around her father's shoulders, and kissed him tenderly. Helen was married--it was all over With laughter and Kisses, and many gay words, the crowd surged down to the Sunday school room for the buffer luncheon served by the Rutheans And when the proper moment came, Helen slipped away from the others, and went into the small room beside the puipit where she changed quickly from her bridal robes to trim hlack and white, for traveling. And then just a very little Inter, there was a cab at the curb, snd the guests from within flocked om to mingle fra ternally with those eqially Interested outside. Horace took Helen's band in his, and in a shower of flowers and rice, they ran down the walk, With her foot on the running board of the car, she paused. Her eyes swept the small sweet sea of loved and loving faces. She found the bright eyes of Marjory and Miriam, found her father standing = little away by himself. Then she found Ginger, a small. sol emn figure, with lips forced to na grim smile. And Helen tossed her great bouquet, lilies of the valley, for get-me-nots and tiny rosebuds. Ginger had not thought of this, must have been sheer instinét which shot her lithe young arms high over others to cateh the precious trophy Helen smiled at her, “My Ginger.” Her Iips merely formed the words, but Ginger, staring, rend the syllables distinctly, The eab rolled away, A shout of laughter, a prophecies, surrounded Ginger, the captured bridal bouquet In hand jut she heard vone of it. She was going home. She answered no smiling thrusts, called no responsive greetings, to the merry throng ahout her. She just set her small face toward the old brown door, and her obedient little feet carried her lead enly toward It Up the stairs, heavily, heavily, and down the hall to the bedroom she had shared with Helen. The room looked strange-hig and roomy. She marveled chorus of often complained slight dimensions ized, One of the tittle twin heds wns gone, and the other, her own, was In faughingly of its f|nddenly she real occupied. Ginger's eyes burned sul denly. But she was glad that bed was gone. She had not renlized how it would have teen, lying there and gazing across at that empty pil low where Helen's brown halr, Helen's gentle face, Helen's (rlendly eyes, had been before. “She thought aloud Conscious of the weight of the flow. ers, she crossed dally to the desk by the window. There ste found a fat blue vase, filled whh fresh water, waiting to receive them “She did that. She meant time that | should have her fowers Carefully, with fingers that seemed unfamilinr and strange to her, she loosened white rihhons, folded them carefully, and placed the flowers in the blue bowl of that” she sald nil tho " The Then she sat down, on the solitary little twin bed, and stared at them, stared ali about the recom. “That's what she was doing morning.” she thought, “fixing room for me. Putting my things where her things had been, straightening the drawers, and tidying the closet. so eversthing would be full of me, and wouldn't show so much emptiness of ber.” She got up suddenly, down the hall the wall ing herself, a great weight, the trapdoor, and crossed the beams to the dormer window. From force nll this and turned The ladder was agains: to the table, pad. And then she saw a white en. velope, “My Ginger.” She picked up the letter. It then she saw the velvet box. was She in an old-fashioned setting—her moth er's engagement worn for sixteen yaars Ginger held it in her hand a long time, and stared into the dim recesses of the dusty old room with grave, glad, wondering eyes. This was to her a symbol of fielen’s trust, “If I'm not a whola lot better after this, I'm a whole ot worse than | think | am.” she decided finally. “i know Helen expects me to motherly eye on fathe: and the twins, and | shall oot disappoint her. how pleased she'll be when she hears about my home for the blind.” There was a certain confidence In ner manner as she slipped the small gold band upon her finger. After ail already, she had taken the family affairs In charge. The first tinks of ber chain were firmly forged. {TO BE CONTINUED) ——— A 5 GM 8 It Is a fact that cows, on account of thelr supposedly sucred character, ure allowed to roam at will in India, but the animals are venerated or spected rather than actually wor shiped. Real worship of cattle, how. ever, has existed at other perinds of the world's history, It was common among the ancient Egyptians, who pos sessed the cult of the Lull Apis. When one representative of .pis died, a new bull was sought and specially edu. cated tp sacred matters for four months, Celebration of Its birthday was held annually, with sacrifices of white oxen, and It was unlawful for women to go near It. Apis was sup posed to have oracular powers, and animal that has received great respect has been the white elephant, which is believed, in Slam, to carry a dendl man's soul. It cannot be purchased, and feasts are held for It and a funeral when it dies But perbaps the most feared and respected of all is the serpent. At Whydah, in Africa, there Is a serpent temple, and these reptiles In many parta of Afrien are regarded as Iocarnations of dead relatives. Beauty in Toleration The only hope of presersing that which Is best les in the practice of on immense charity, n wide tolerance and a sincere respect for opinions not ours, Coat Dress, Scarf Popular in Paris Checked Velvet Frock Has Black and White Cuffs, Peter Pan Collar. For fall street wear the Parisian Is inclined to favor the new version of the cont dress, And with it she ‘favors a narrow plain chiffon scarf twisted twice nbout the throat and tied on the side, rather than a fur ieckplece, says a Paris fashion cor- respondent In the New York World A typleal coat dress is made of the ew French tweed, woven in maroon and pinky beige with tiny white flecks, his is fastened at the lefc side with sight brown bone buttons, four above and four below the waistline. Pale sink crepe makes the tallored blouse and tie. ’ One of the well-liked creations spon- sored by the French capital is a black white checked velvet frock fea. turing a high waistline and a snug has black and white cuffs Peter Pan collar of the same Rodier has a startling collection of many gener- stripes on beige or These are generally not very wide, twisted twice about the with ends passed onder the An ultra chie arrangement has two ends attached to a half-dia- solid color, The V is ar ranged In front like a flat yoke, the nds passing about the neck and fall. ng in front. One end may be passed hrough & slit in the coal, Among afternoon and evening frocks there nre many skirts cut en forme with pointed panels of a second 1 ports scarfs In colors, irregular ground, Wo yards long, 0 be hroat warn Black and White Cuffs Add Dainty Touch to Checked Velvet Frock. rial, such as taffeta, on the new net In matching color inserted. This sug gests a lining of the skirt folds. Frocks in woolens often show no At this leased box plaits showing a lining of On the whole, women are accepting the drastic changes In fashions and their greater complexity with good grace, All skirts are decidedly longer, even morning gowns and suits reach ing or covering the calif, To preserve a slender outline, the or chiffon. For dastime, interest is Gloves are most important-white And what is more significant, women are wearing gloves indoors If they are wearing a hat, It Is assumed that the coming winter will sce evening gloves the rule. Fur-Trimmed Glove Is to Be Smart for Winter The smart gloves for winter are to be gauntlet or pull-on type with fur trim, Some of the leading authorities on tallor-made and sports costumes show kid and undressed leather gloves with furtrimmed cuffs for wear with coats, sults and dresses, For afternoon wear with black coats a leading designer shows black suede gloves with ermine-trimmed tops. The combination of black and ermine may even creep Into evening styles, some people think, One of the new furless gloves Is of glace kid with perforations instead of stitching on the back. It is meant for dress wear, Bottle-Green This is a color that promises to have an exceptional vogue during the senson. It is that deep rich shade which 1s so becoming and which has unquestionable distinction, ~~ “If I had time I would do so and so” Is a remark that shows there is a gap between the power and ambition of the speaker and his or her actual achievement, Modern psychologists declare that children need to live long In a child's world of their own making, that only by prolonging the period of immatur- fty can sound growth be Insured. Children keep each other from stiffen. ing too soon into the stufliness of the adult mold. uy boys’ sults with two pairs of knickers and alternate their use so that they wear evenly, When they reach the stage where both palrs of knickers are worn through at the knee, take the backs of one pair to make new fronts for the other, plece- The backs are enough to allow for matching stripes, seat Is thin, reinforce jt while seams are open, stitching crotoh, If the the side the with matching thread, them out to be pressed, and for fifty cents you will send cleaned which to finish out the coat, hold fast to imagination, ever believed In shut the fairy people out Let Low, road where every- be- level eventually disappear but let them make ascent of a steep hill coastantly widens as and pothing ROOT) out. Then they their ing along thing must hind the horizon, it like the the view once shut children, nd,” and what is quite as important, their chil- dren will never need to say to them, “They're too old to understand.” What is even more important, they will never reach Wendy's deadly dull stage will never say to “You're toon young to understn of being completely grown up because they will realize that If we have wings never reach the place we cannot go higher, we can where Show Costume for Paris- London Theater Flights A special air travel glgned by Worth was shown first time at the recent inauguration flight of the “Piccadilly Theater Alr Servi which provides a plane from or ice™ “or London costume de for the theater patties in and reaches London time for dinner and the It brings passengers back In "aris the engagements in for | | The of a three tweed costume consists length straight coat high turnover collar attached ich ean be tied tightly about the throat If desired arge patch pockets and a suede an tweed flower decorate the coat. The frock is In the same tweed with a tight-fitting bodice molding the figure hips, A shaped crepe de over a gzilet of ecru lace, With the costume Is worn a close fitting beret type of hat of the same tweed with a smart litile bow (p the chine collar opens Wrap-Around Fur Collar for Cool Weather Wear 5. One of the fashions that always will appeal to women when ths snappy days are to be considered, is the wrap. around collar, It not only affords comfort, but adds chic to the fall street costume. Evening Wraps There's a preference for shortlength types of evening wraps in the new mode. Some coats, though, are long, pointed and flared. Some are flared Just bolow the hips, Varying lengths are seen in capes, det | ONLY A DOCTOR KNOWS WHAT A LAXATIVE SHOULD BE of laxatives! By taki thing that comes to mind when bad breath, headaches, dizziness, nausea, biliousness, gas bowels, lack of apg warns of cr forming the laxative h ig the firs ret ira a Lipdi Depend on a doctor's judgme : : in choosing your laxative. ¢ irom the prescrij Yu st in bowel ar is composed of fr other pm : get it, in generous bottles Pap | ney Aur ang rcaqy for use, at any drugstore, Balsam of Myrrh A Healing Antiseptic Al deslers are suthorized te refund your mosey for the fret bottle if pot suited, ire ingredier trouble 3 Joss Blank, citizen, protested, our conscience permit you to do ne: Can't Feel Awfully Good oman looks nection of flowers In- hten up a rainy day Kill Rats Without Poison A New Exterminator that Won't Kill Livestock, Poultry, Dogs, Cats, or even Baby Chicks yard with absolute safety as it contzine mo deadly KE RO is made of Squill, as recom- mended by U, 8. 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