By Mary Schumann Copyright by Macrae Smith Ce WNU Bervice SYNOPSIS —— Kezia Marsh, pretty, selfish and twenty, ar- rives home in Corinth from school and is met by her older brother, Hugh. He drives her to the Marsh home where her widowed mother, Fluvanna, a warm-hearted, self-sacrificing and understanding soul, welcomes her. Kezia's sis. ter, 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 the steel plant founded by one of his fore. bears, Hugh passes Doc Hiller, a boyhood friend whom he no longer sees frequently be. cause of Dorrie’s antipathy. Fluvanna Marsh wakens the next morning from a dream about her late husband, Jim, whose unstable char. acter she fears Kerzia has inherited. Soon Ellen Pendleton comes over. She is an artis tically inclined girl who is a distant niece of Fluvanna's and a favorite of Hugh's. She happily tells Fluvanna she has become en- gaged to Jerry Purdue. CHAPTER I—Continued smn Tre “I'm telling you first, before anyone,” the girl went on. “I can tell you things, Fluvanna—you un- derstand. I'm exquisitely—divine- ly happy! Why, Jerry—" she shook her head, murmured: “It's beyond words—the feeling. I never thought anything so nice would happen to me!” “All nice things should happen to you, Ellen!” “I wish Mother were' as easy to tell things to as you, Fluvanna.” She gave a rueful smile. ‘She won't be pleased—nor Father. It will be hard—that part—the telling them. Perhaps I'll wait a while.” Fluvanna called up the stairway. “Ellen is here. Hurry down, Kezia.” Ellen returned with the flowers arranged in vases. ‘I mustn't stay for breakfast. I went out early painting in the ravine and left word that I'd be back by breakfast time. She'll worry. I'll stay until I see Kezzie. Nice to have ‘her home, isn’t it? Not so lonely for you.” Fluvanna nodded. ‘Very nice. And I'd have been much lonelier if a certain person hadn't been very kind about coming often.” “I? . . . Pouff! I loved coming . you're just fascinating to me. 1 never get tired of being with you—perhaps fascinating isn’t the word.” She sat down on the davenport beside Fluvanna. “I told Jerry I could tune in with you. He understood. He under- stands everything.” Fluvanna patted her hand. “So all this happiness came to you last night? May I tell Kezia?” Ellen laughed. “I don't mind. And Hugh — do tell Hugh. He's an understanding sort of person, my favorite cousin among hun- dreds!” The older woman knew she was getting pleasure out of her naive confession so she encouraged her, “You met Jerry in April?” “Oh, no—last fall. I've seen something of him for a long time. He would come—then stay away. You see, he thought his family would matter. His father is a roll- er in the mill and his uncle runs a cigar store. He said he couldn't bring them to meet us and all the relations—you and the Ren- shaws, the Woods, the Moffats, the Debarrys—we are an awful crowd, you know. Not that he’s ashamed of his people! He says they are plain, nice people, saved to send him to school in the East , . . he's very proud of them . . , just thought it wouldn't do.” “Afraid to let himself go because your father has money?” Ellen nodded, then said in a low voice: ‘1 told Jerry that the fact that he loved me meant every- thing—more than money, more than family. It seems to me that when two people love each other, they give the most priceless pos- session—something greater than anything in the worl?” Fluvanna kissed “You are a swee. very wise one.” A silence, then Ellen rose. must be going.” “Wait. Kezia will be down in a moment. She asked me to call her early because she's playing ten- 3is.”” She went to the stairway. “Coming, Kezia? . . . Ellen is in a hurry.” She heard Kezia murmur to her- self before she replied: “A few minutes.” In a little while Anna announced that breakfast was getting cold. Ellen started toward the door, .the rainbow expression of her face laintly clouded. ‘I really must be ‘running along. Tell Kezia I'm sor- ty—some other time!” She had scarcely started her car mn the street and moved off, when Kezia came downstairs. Her arms stole around Fluvanaa’'s neck. “Alma Mater,” she murmured ca- ressingly. Then she said with silky vindictiveness: ‘What was Ellen after at this hour in the morning— 8 worm?” “Kezia!” “1 know--wanted to see what I was doing today and make plans! She doesn’t need to think I intend to go cround with her all the lime.” ‘Fluvanna took a drink of coffee. #*“Why do you think such unpleas- ant things? You played together a reat deal when you were small, ouldn’t it be just as easy to think she was fond of you, wanted to wel- come you home?” ” ipulsively. viald—and a “yl Kezia sulked for a minute. Then she broke a piece of toast, crumbled it thoughtfully. “I sup- pose I might have come down.” Her mother smiled as she saw victory in sight. Kezia was ashamed of her action, but had had to defend it. “She has a tough time at home. No wonder she comes here so much, Cousin Gavin is too nerv- when he’s in the house, and her mother, pretentious and calculat- | of Ellen. If a man goes romantic Ellen!" and misted. “I'm so she faltered, “and you're so good to me! put up with me?" Fluvanna was moved, as she al- ways was when Kezia was peni- tent and misty-eyed, she knew it did not hinder her from doing the same thng over again directly. sudden whirlwind and came around to her chair, laid her cheek against hers. “I know I'm horrid!” Charming, emotional and impul- with misgiving for Kezia, a vague anxiety. She caressed her auto- matically. Kezia went back to her chair. ‘““Be nice to her when she comes again—or, better still, telephone her.” “I will,” Kezia nodded between bites. “I'll telephone her this noon. Pete told me about this Pur- due she has been going with—very smooth looking—like Ronald Col- man. They're all betting it won't last a month!" “I wouldn't be too sure.” Kezia looked up quickly. “H-m- mm, have you a scoop?-—she tell you anything?” ‘Not for the public yet. secret.” “No?” Kezia's brows went up. “Well, is that a headline! Ellen put it over! Cheers for Ellen!" Kezia rose from the table. “I'll breeze around there after I get through playing tennis and ask her to bring him over some night soon.” She dropped a kiss on her mother's hair. “I'll tell her that while I'm immured in the halls of learning, she grabs off the best- looking man in town!" So keep it CHAPTER II Marshes was veiled in the translu- cent light which comes just before darkness. The west was a faint saffron streaked with mauve: birds talked in sleepy twitterings; a wood dove cooed in a willow. Dorrie reclined on a wicker chaise longue and Hugh sat near her smoking a pipe. Hugh's eyes were on the arabesque pattern of the trumpet vine. Dorrie allowed the evening pa- per to drift to the ground. “Hugh, I'm constitutionally lazy." “M-mm." “Aren't you interested? hear what I said?” “That you are heard. do about it." lazy? Yes, around her mouth. a lazy wife?” “You make pretty things for the house-—curtains, cushions. sewing."’ “But that's what I like to do! I mean I'm lazy because I don’t do the things I ought to—but don’t want to! You see there's a distine- tion.” “I'm not complaining.” plant. If they landed the Cincin- through June, sidering conditions. said Dorrie sharply. “Who else?” ashes out of his pipe. | ¥ ddd “I'm trying to make a confes- sion, but you won't listen.” His left brow went up in its hu- morous twinkle. ‘‘What's bother ing your conscience?" “1 should have your family here once in a while. We're always be- ing invited to your relatives’. It's one of the things I ought to do, but don't want to.” “You mean you don’t care for my family?" “lI don’t care for many people, do 1?" she tossed back, smiling. “No; but I thought you and Mother——-'" “I'm fond of your mother. She has an extraordinary effect on me. Makes me feel gooa inside aud out ~like a steam bath and a sooth- ing oil rub by a Swedish masseur.” “Gosh, Dorrie!" ‘ “Margery, since she has those children, doesn't talk my language. I can’t get passionate over and adenoids and spinach, can It But Kezia has a streak of wicked- ness I understand. Fun to watch her maneuver her own " (TO BE CONTINUED) *» * » » » » » * » » » » * Movie « Radio **kEy VIRGINIA VALE kk% 326 20 20 2 2 2 20 2 6 2 2 2 20 20 2 20 2 20 2 0 2 2 Warner Brothers about call, is the Major Bowes amateur who made good. When she sang on his program months and months ago somebody ler Center—one of the nicest and She went right on from there. Re- cently she was tested for the mov- ies, and it was said to be one of the most successful ever made. So she, like many others, will switch from radio to the movies. sn When Ginger Rogers went east on a vacation recently she made it very clear to RKO's going for fun, not to spend all her time being interviewed and posing for pho- tographs. Her last trip east was that kind of trip. So this time she has been having fun, going to thea- ol ters and dancing Ginger Rogers (wouldn't you think she'd have had enough dancing to hold her for a while, when she got through with “Swing Time’ with Fred Astaire?) man Joan Fontaine, Olivia de Havi- land's younger sister, is headed for success, Jesse Lasky has signed her, and she will make her first picture in England, unless plans are changed. You girls who want to go inte pictures might take a lesson from Olivia, by the way. Although she grew up in California, not so aw- fully far from Hollywood, she did not tackle the movie studies. She stayed home and went to high school and worked hard with the its performances that acl Do see “To Mary—with Love™ especially if you like Myrna Loy and Warner Baxter, the team that made such a success of “Broadway Bill.” This is quite a different sort of picture, one of those young-mar- ried ones where disaster threatens the course of true love. It is very well done. — It's a great relief to everybody that Jeanette MacDonald and Gene Raymond have announced their en- gagement. For years and years people have expected her to marry her manager, Bob Ritchie, who has well. They say the blond Mr. Ray- mond looks like a young man with movies a thought. EE SY scfm By the time you read this the Joan Blondell feel that way about it. raw and without catsup. Mary was out That one odd ever likely to find on a dog. in," But 1 of it. in Jericho for a visit. Mary crossed one wire fence. through beneath it. sound behind her. Behind her— ready to charge. Some folks Others say he can get just as v Sms 2 / gn Anyway, the bull was coming waited for the end. horns came down again! The bull rolled She screamed with pain and anyone ever saw. As Mary waited with tight shut she is denying, just now, that she is go- ing to marry him. served rooms on & boat sailing for New York, under the names of “Mr. and Mrs. Dick Powell.” Her divorce be- comes final before then. And she has been making plans Whig ir AND ENDS . oi Mae Clark, ppeared too jew pictures 0 Dorothy W, as “Wild Brian Koni” . .. Ann who is eighty i ried him home in his arms. | [BRISBANE THIS WEEK World's Chemists Busy The New Hell-Broth Our Huge Gold Pile The great fighters in Asia and Europe in the days of Frederick the Great and Napo- leon had little idea of war's fu- ture. But marvel- ous things, some of the greatest, Napoleon espe cially, might have done with today's inven- tions. Frederick the Great's father selected the tall- est men he could find for his guard, probably kept them away from the firing line. In battle they would have been killed first, hit by the bullets that go over the heads of shorter men. Arthur Brisbane The wholesale killers of the old days prepared their killings by marching men up and down, drill- ing them, encouraging them with titles, brass bands to lead them, fancy uniforms. All that means little now. About 100 miles from Berlin there is a station called Leuna. There most useful work is done, in theory and through study of the manufac- ture of synthetic petroleum; and there most important, learned men with big heads, spectacles and an amount of education that would make you dizzy if you could imag- ine it, concentrate their brains on the preparation of better, more ef- ficient poison gases and high ex- plosives. Every country death laboratory; men perl efficient as those of Germany, though Germany is the kingdom of chemistry, the teacher of other na- tions. has its Henry Irving, on the stage of his theater in London, prepared an im- pressive presentation of the witches in “Macbeth,” old, toothless hags, preparing their hell-broth, with power to summon spirits from the dead and make them foretell the future. Far more efficient are those sol- emn German chemists, physicists and other professors, preparing the real hell-broth of poison gas, upon which the future of civilization and the domination of the earth may depend for many centuries. We had our periods of universal barbarism and cannibalism, our ages of flint, bronze and iron, our many interesting forms of ruler- ship, planned to give one or a few control over all the others. We had the age of military feudalism, and many think that we are now seeing the end of “industrial feudalism.” There may be in the centuries ahead of us a period of airplane- poison gas rule, which will make the peoples of the world as com- | pletely subject to a single dictator- { ship as were the ancient galley- | slaves, swinging their oars under the lash. {| There are a good many things | we haven't seen and many to which we devote too little thought, includ- | ing perhaps the fact that it is dan- | gerous to be too rich if you are not | prepared to defend yourself against burglars. Those thousands of millions in | gold that we are hiding away in a hole in the ground, as ingenuously | a8 any squirrel hiding his hickory | nuts, may. bring us trouble some | day. The thought of those ten thou- | sand millions’ worth of gold bars | and dollars, hidden not very far be- low the surface, might cause some | ingenious Asiatic or European to | say to himself: “For one or two billions I could as good a dog as he was before. Early Duels During the last century in many countries, a man who killed another in a duel was tried for murder and there were several executions. The great dome of the Invalides Paris, beneath which Napoleon buried, has been regilded. Gold Pitt House Pitt when he was prime minister, stands on the highest part of Hampstead Heath, writes a London correspondent in the New York Times. It is mentioned in the Domesday Book. During his mad- ness, Pitt shut himself up in a small room on the third floor, which remains untouched. A hole was made wall, through which he received food. It was while Pitt was ill in this room that his ministers revived the Stamp Act and imposed the tea duty which led to the Boston Tes Panty and the War of Indepen ence. Meaningless Weather Words The gnited Shes weather u t exp Ee 7, hr i Ses as hot as’ are mean- Mussolini races his big Italian | built automobile, the engine burn- | ing alcohol, made of Italian farm products—-no gasoline. Some law- makers in America suggest com- pelling the use of 10 per cent alco- nol in all fuel for American auto- mobiles. Fuel alcohol can be made from corn, and the law, it is said, would give work to 2,000,000 men on 30,000,000 acres of farm land. ——— It seems impossible to believe the hideous accounts of the maltreat- ment and cruel deaths inflicted upon women in the civil war now raging in Spain. That men should fight and mur- der each other is to be expected, since they are at best “half tiger, half monkey,” and often the r.on- key gives way to the tiger. But that they should inflict shameful ill fenseciess women seems ulleriy un believable, even when you k uw what men are, in a mob. © King Fonturas S32 cae, ine.
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