CAN Choose Margaret Weymouth Jackson a a Copyright by Bobhg-Merrill Co. WAU Service THE STORY Renewing a childhood attach- ment, Ernestine Briceland, of a wealthy family, is attracted by Will Todd, newspaper artist, son of a carpenter. Ernestine's sis- ter, Lillian, knowing their father would disapprove, urges her to end the affair, but Ernestine re- fuses, They make a runaway marriage, Briceland is furious, but helpless, as Ernestine is of age, Loring Hamilton, lawyer, wins Lillian's consent to be his wife. Will and Ernestine begin their married life In a single room in a humble neighborhood. John Poole, Will's best friend, gives a birthday party for Ernes- tine at Ruby Pastano's resort. Pastano irritates Ernestine by criticizing Will for bringing her to such a place. Will and Ernes. tine have thelr first quarrel Consclous of approaching moth- erhood, Ernestine opens a save ings account. Will's father dies suddenly. CHAPTER VI—Continued wn fae He kissed her again, and they said ®oodby. The conversation had washed away a little of her resentment and made her feel better. She had a strong desire to cling to her own fam- ily, opposed by the resolution she had taken to harden her heart against them all. She thought of mamma and Lillian and Loring, come in Loring's coupe, standing quiet and in a little tight knot at the funeral. She had taken her own stand by Will and Mrs. Schluss, and Mr. and Mrs. Pryor, The day after the funeral then Ernestine, with one of Mrs. Todd's aprons pinned over an old silk dress, was experimenting with a broom, Mr. Pastano came, and with him a huge old lady with slow black eyes and a face so round and kind that Ernes- tine’'s heart went out to her. Mr. Pastano had brought some potted plants, which seemed fresh and beautiful after the scent of decay that hiad come with the funeral sets. “These are for Willie's mamma,” Madame Pastano said haltingly. “We <ome to make consolation call—to bring you friendship. As the plants 8row, so grows the new soul, in Heaven” Ernestine yielded to impulse, was enfolded the soft and luxurious bosom of Madame Pastano and kissed her smooth cheek. How strange that all of her haughty resentment was ik : sone, that she actually liked Rut i on t +t tub) I'astano, with his slow thick volece and iis mottled dark eyes. “When fs better, you will visit us?" the old lady asked, and Ernestine called her husband Willie for days afterward, She promised to come. Will was worried about money, and Ernestine tried to spend as little as possible. Mr, Todd's lodge insurance had paid for his funeral and left a small balance, which was soon eaten up by the heavy expenses of the mother's illness. Will asked for a raise and got five dollars. At length he was forced to borrow from Mr. Poole, although Ernestine told him she could get money from her father. “Money I" he burst out passionately, “I don't want any Briceland money ! We wanted something real from them, Money's all they have.” “You'll have to increase your earn- ings, WiLL" “It takes time. And I Intend to do it on my own job, not in your father's office. Your folks must understand that.” “Lillian says beggars can't choose,” she sald, “This beggar chooses,” he warned her. come to Will's mother began to mend a little, the third or fourth week, although she was desperately (ll. One day she asked Ernestine how they were manag- Ing, and Ernestine confessed that they had had to borrow. “The Troy street house Is in my name,” sald Mrs. Todd. “Tell Will the deed and all are in his father's box—tell him to have some real estate office sell it. I'll sign the deed-—I1t will ba more than enough for my Il. ness.” “But, mother, when you are better, you will need your money,” “I'l not be better. And I'd like to have the nurse all the time now.” So the house was sold, and the few thousand dollars they got for it cer. tainly made a remarkable difference, The doctor brought them a resident nurse. Ernestine and Will agreed that they should spend Mrs. Todd's money only for the expense of her illness, On the day that Lillian was married Mrs. Todd was able to sit up, and Will consented to go to the wedding, The church was filled with flowers—the bridesmalds made a ralnbow—Ernes- tine had pleaded the excuse of mourn. ing for taking no part in the ceremony. The péws were filled with old fa A i millar faces—the ushers were young men Ernestine and Lillian had known always. Everything was very beautl- ful and formal, and Ernestine realized that mamma would have liked such a wedding for her, She was glad afterward, that she had gone, for the weeks and months Just passed had been so hard for her that the beauty of her own romance had become a little dimmed. But when she heard the marriage ceremony again, when she stood by WII and watched her sister marry Loring Ham. iiton, she remembered every word and every kiss of her own marriage day— its storms and turmoil, and she looked at WII, at his clear strong face, at his lean bony body in the shabby suit, at the big square hands resting on his knees, and the richness of her love for him welled up in her like a great tide that would and must carry everything before It, CHAPTER VII The Baby for Passenger Lillian was in Europe. Mamma and papa and grandmother had gone to Langley lake for the month of August. Ernestine entered into a period of walting, of passing through days of She Was Satisfied With Her Lot and Herself, unreality and nights of patient endur- ance. Sometimes, waking after she had slept, she looked about the walls of the little room with a feeling of enormous surprise. Was this really she, Ernestine Briceland, In this dim room, with the curtains pinned back to admit any vagrant breeze, listening with her heart suddenly quick In the still night for her husband's footsteps? Mr. Poole came often to visit them. Ernestine began to look for him for late Sunday breakfast. And the Pas- tanos were kindness (itself. Their shining car, with the swart grinning chauffeur, was often at the door. One day as Emestine sat reading aloud, Will's mother laid a swollen, creased hand out over the book, and Ernestine, looking up at her, smiled quickly and kissed her. “What is It, mother?” They talked a little about the com- ing baby, and the plans Ernestine and Will had made. “It is hard for your mother,” sald Mrs. Todd, with a smile. *“I think perhaps it is as great a mistake to be stiffnecked about favors as It is be greedy.” “Perhaps,” admitted Ernestine, “It Is hard to be exactly balanced. One must choose a direction In which to lean.” They fell Into a friendly silence. After a little, Will's mother pressed Ernestine's hand, “About Will—" she sald and hesl. tated, and Ernestine’s heart beat a little faster, “Be patient with him. He found himself yet. But he will are more mature than Will, will Increase the distance hetween your wisdom and his childishness. Just love him. He'll come home.” Ernestine knew no answer, but the words fell into her heart as though there were more significance to them than their stereotyped importance, For an hour or more they sat In silence, Ernestine dreaming of, Mrs. Todd remembering, Will! Mrs. Todd lived just long enough to see her grandson and to kiss his poppy silk cheek. WII laid him In the hol. low of her arms, but after a moment, with a word of entreaty, she asked him to take the baby away. He did hasn't You Children 80 and, ealling the nurse to his mother, who seemed to be swooning, he took the little one back to Ernestine, And so the parlor of the little house was a bower for death, The gray coffin, the room filled with flowers, the worn-out shell of the woman Ernes- tine had understood so little, Will acepted his mother's death with more philosophy than Ernestine had expected of him. The long walting, the clinging, had been harder for him than the final separation. Besides, the new little life cuddled against Ernes- tine’'s heart was so much more than any loss—It was such an appropriate compensation, The baby had finally established Ernestine among her new neighbors. Slowly but surely they had come to respect her, and now, with Peter In her arms, with her house clean and by her own efforts, she found Mrs. Schluss and Mrs. Pryor and others showing her real affection, which she appreciated and respected In full, Ernestine felt that all sacrifice was Justified, and they entered into a new phase of life, in thelr own small home, Will at the oars, Ernestine at the helm, and the baby for passenger. * * * . . » * It was harder to maintain the high level of contentment after Lilllan re. turned from Europe and established herself in her new home on the road, out near Loyola, Will went across with Ernestine one noon shortly after their return. Mamma was there, Lil lian was charming to WII, kissing him when she greeted Ernestine and the baby and flattering him skilfully. After Will had left for the Sun the three women followed one another about the house, passed the baby back and forth between them, and talked, talked, talked, all at the same time, all listening and talking, all intent on catching up the old intimacy. It was charming, Ernestine could not re. member when she had spent such a happy afternoon. There was no one like mamma--no one! “I've got to go, because papa Is bringing a new stone-merger man home with him for dinner. I am go- Mamma kissed them ail goodby, with tears in her eyes, .rnestine looked at Lillian and real ized with a shock how changed she fage, She was satisfied with her lot and herself. -8 ch placency, Emestine, WAS espec had gone, for m check, jut llenge to fate in her ng COom- but subtly patronizing. It ly noticeable since mamma amma kept Lillian In hanged, Loring was ngly so. He seemed to Ernestine bigger. handsomer. His blond strength was now set In a robust vitality which was very different from Will's volatile excitability. He kissed Emestine affectionately, told her she looked well and admired the baby. Mamma had trained a maid for Lil lian, and served in silent com. petence an excelient but the bright gone, it Li startli lian was she 5 ginner, The the three women, their constant inter. ruption of one another, their exclama. tions and sympathy, now disappeared, interwoven wvolubllity of ing talked He assumed Ernestine knew about their European journey. there, he said, he had got a new slant on things. It was a good thing man to get away from his desk alt au while, crime, They meant it, “The judiciary qualities are excel lent, but not remunerative—uniess one becomes a corrupt judge, from which fate Heaven deliver me! The crim- inal lawyer is the Important lawyer of today. He Is the man with power In the courts. litigation for our office, but If I can get the business [I can handle it. 1 went to see that Greek chap—Pastano ~this afternoon, and recalled to him our acquaintanceship and our mutual friends. He remembered me perfectly and asked about you. He seems much interested In you and Will, He's the man to see, Tom Kelly told me, at the City hall, He has the say about all that Clark street colony. There's no end of money there and I'm going to dig some of it out for us.” Ernestine’'s face was flushed, could not deny her anger. “But it seems inconsistent to me.” she sald quickly, “for you to take ad. vantage of his friendship for Will when you disapprove so of our knowing him. I don’t understand.” (TO BE CONTINUED) She BEEN Hess vss any Though many an animal In the Arctic regions will change its coat to white for the winter months, there are few animals who turn gray, as human beings do, from old age. Anl- mals are, however, susceptible to fright and shock, and this may cause their hair or fur to change to white, Just as in the case of human beings. Domestic pets are naturally more sus- ceptible to this than animals who are used to fending for themselves in the wild. The black cont of a dog will sometimes turn practically white if the dog has a fit or falls victim to a very bad bout of distemper, Cats are not Immune from shock. Horses’ coats often seem to change quite appreci- ably In color, but this may be only a matter of clipping. A horse that has been turned out for some time and then brought in to be clipped will be. come a light fawn color after the op- eration, when before it he seemed a dark chestnut. You wouldn't know ha was the same horse! Licorice Water Has Value For generations nonalcoholic drinks made from water Infusions of licorice root or paste have been popular throughout southern Europe. This sounds much like the anemic concoe- tion of our childhood days, “lckerish water,” which was carried around in a bottle and shaken at frequent inter. vals to make it froth, This mixtures of licorice root, water and sugar, so beloved of children, really has me. dicinal value, for the virtue of licorice ns n tonle and blood purifier has been long recognized. In many factories of France, especially in the iron and steel mills, it Is given to workers for drink. ing purposes Instead of plain water, ABOUT THE FIREWEED Is OME,” sald the members of the fireweed family, “we must take some beauty and color to those black, jurnt sections where the fires have raged.” So the members of the fireweed fam- ly followed along as members of the Ireweed family always have, “It was Great-Great-Great-Great- Jreat-Great-Great-Great-Great-Grand- mother Fireweed who started the {dea n the first place,” sald the tall young member of ‘the fireweed family, who wns talking for the others, “Maybe I should add a few more Greats’ there, but you understand what 1 meant—that it happened a long time ago. “I shall just speak of her as Great- ong, Trees in the Forest Been Destroyed.” those ‘Greats’ each time 1 “Now, Great-Grandmother heard of had taken place. the there “Word came to the members of and weed families that been a terrible fire, the forest had “Glorious treés In been destroyed, ferns and } 11 kinds, moss—all had “Only charred been left behind, “The flowers all trembled when they heard the news. They even heard of wild flowers of the woods and of the forests which had been de. stroyed. “But what can we do about Nt? the flowers all sald. ‘Burnt ground is so terrible. It is hard and dry— oh!" and they shivered again, “1 will go and Qo what I can.’ said Fireweed, ‘and 1 hope my sons and daughters and my grandchildren and great-grandchildren will help me. ily, stumps “ ‘We'll help you, dear Great-Grand- mother,” they all shouted, for she was a great favorite, “We will learn to grow where the ground Is dry and burnt We will learn that secret, “*Just us some people have the wonderful power of helping those who feel sad and are In trouble, so will we learn to help the burnt for- ests.’ “Great-Grandmother called for a couch. The Breeze Brothers carried her message to the Falrles and they brought her a coach, climbed Into It, and so did many of the children and the grand- children, “Then she went to the burnt for est. Oh, It made her flower heart ache to see the poor burnt trees. She sent the coach back for more of her family, and more, and more. “She “The coach kept coming back and forth. The ponies of Fairyland drew it along, and you know the ponies of Fairyland can run so fast and can even fly over meadows and fields and valleys when they get a proper start. “Then Great-Grandmother talked to all of her family, “lt in have to that thelr the foresty stroyed,’ ‘They have enough to bear in that, Let we can to make it look less sorrowful and forlorn.’ “So enough people should S00 de- she sald, us do what Great-Grandmother started y Firaweed housekeeping right then and there, She us to begin at the bottom ind open up our flowers until we reached the top, mal 1 hillsides and desolate places our bright erimson dresses “Then she told us how to leave goed ready and waiting to split hat they could and was burnt and 3 =r filo rye vessels down giong our stems, f open when the autumn came, so t be where other und blown far wide, settle dry. “Always w y hir he said » a8 she asked before (ir and it “*When we do what we ean to help, won't people do all they vent forest “We cannot everything, and though we're gay bright, we're not as of the forest can to pre- fires? be everywhere, nor do and great trees i, after the are—splendi years of growth, won't people do all they can to see that there Is never a plcnie fire that is left without being entire ly put out, and that never a lighted match or spark Is left to harm? We ask that of people, in behalf of the great, noble trees.” (Copyright) “So do “Dear Editor: ANDOM down South, Roadside stands selling fresh mel. ons and fruit right from the fleld. More fun than an oyster bar, Sign In Arkansas: “Coflins caskets.” Dig your own, sign: “We buy, sell and trade mules.” Sounds like a risky business, shots of a trip and river levee is. Having had my back yard graded once, I can Imagine what it costs to move so much dirt. There's a house with a gas well in the front yard. service, 1 wish some one would invite me down a coal mine. But maybe I wouldn't have the right thing to wear, ~Fred Barton. (Copyright) “When you consult a rheumatism specialist you can expect to be soaked for your pains™ - (®, 1930. McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) —m—— How It Started By JEAN NEWTON “MEETING HOUSE” HROUGHOUT the United States, in the thousands of little villages that dot the country, we find in each a meeting house. And In almost every case, the meeting house is the church And so deep seated Is this institution that the words church and meeting house have in these communities come to be synonymous, Just why this Is so is an Interest. Ing survival of American history. The first churches bullt in any num. bers in America were erected by the Puritans. In the beginning, they were, of course, simply houses of wor ship only. Afterwards, however, as the communities grew, as it became necessary to formulate laws of gov- ernment and as various other com- munal problems arose, problems that Inspired discussions, debate and the general Interchange of ideas, it be came necessary to have a place In which to gather, What more natural than that after prayer meeting, the church, which was as a rule the most pretentious and most roomy structure in the com munity, should be turned Into a meet. ing house, by which name It soon came to be known and called. (@ by the Dell Syndicate, Ine.) ’ A EL IMI RO es — ssp a are George Bancroft aa a i George Bancroft, the popular player, has Doris Kenyon as his leading woman in his latest picture, “The Caveman,” a story of a battling hero in the steel mills. Bancroft has been featured in “Ladies Love Brutes” romance } CORO OLOO0 ‘For Meditation Ey LEONARD A. BARRETT aa a SOOOOOOO0 ha ———— o eel NECESSITIES VS. LUXURIES o bese product, know a s 11 ii wWiys set slorekeeper “What is thing? In Doe- II's cele cture, “Acres of Dia- monds,’ re- new he called ience person asking knife. There stock. were Presently omer made the same de 1 a third came with the san After this third store was supplied with ple knives for sale. hand proved to i be g long gince a represent insurance com ' writer to formed hat could i ‘ But the representative w: be cConven.ier game. It was only after he suet in making clear that a ance was necessary for a« Jequate pro- tection, that & new policy was written, “Necessity” won the argument. Ve hear these days about the de mands luxuries make upon Truly money is spent for luxuries, more so, perhaps, than for necessities, Dut ne- cessities come first because they essential. Luxuries are nonessen . Much money is spent upon luxuries because people have surplus money to spend. A wise man might be wi ling to borrow money to buy necessities, but he is a very foolish man who will borrow In order to buy luxuries us Nature also cares only for neces sities. You cannot find a single thing in pature that might be classifind as a luxury. She refuses to have any- thing to do with the noneszontials. Anything that is not necessary to de velopment is automatically shuffled of. shoud ife or while enjoyable, to health, Luxuries, rot be necessary one's happiness, Necessity is the mother of invention. -Farquar, There is no virtue like necessity, — Shakespeare, (®, 1930, Western Newspaper Union.) SIX CYLINDER...... SENTENCES By DR. JOHN W. HOLLAND OS0 To the average youth a sane holiday is an insane one. America’s forward urging ery seems to be, “Higher and Drier.” Most any patriot, when singing “America,” can sing, “1 love thy rocks” Now that we have the radio. let some political genius arise and give ns wireless politics, Patriots are discovering that they cannot vole a straight ticket with * crooked 1aen upon it If the American people sucreed in holding onto Almighty God, they will be mighty eflough to hold togethor. (@®, 1930, Western Newspaper Union y 55 - Bethe thot dtr kL 1 2
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