Courteous Nature “Whenever I set out, my collar open, my pack on my back, my pipe in my mouth, my hair un- covered to the breeze, Dame Na- ture smiles.” “It's a wonder she doesn't laugh outright.” Chameleon-Like “I've a bookkeeper in my office who has gone gray in my service.” “That's nothing. I've a typist in my office who has gone black, brown, blond, platinum, and Ti- tian red in my service.” Till Next Week Hap—The geologist thinks noth- ing of a thousand years. Sap—Gosh! I lent one ten dol- lars last night. Bright Star By Mary Schumann Copyright by Macras Smith Co. WNU Bervics 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. Keria'a sis ter, Margery, pl > and matronly with the care of three children, is at lunch with them Hugh's wife, Dorrie, has pleaded engagement On the way back to his job at the steel plan unded by one of his fore Doe Hiller, a boyhood sees frequently be a previous Flavannas Marsh about unstable char Ellen Jim, whose acter she Kezia has Pendleton comes over, She is an artistically is a distant niece of Flu She happily tells Fluvanna she has Ellen fears fears inherited who vanna's Hugh and Dor Freeland Farms to dance Cun and Joan Whitney. has been out of work, has a Cun and Dorrie dance together Dancing with Hugh is amazed to find her in tears. she has some secret worry over Cun. When Ellen and Jerry with their Whitney, friends, who Lizzie is disagreeable until Jerry sym. “What beautiful hands daughters have.” “Yes. They're just like mine used $0 be when I had a mother to wash the dishes for me.” your At the Count of Ten “That letter don’t seem to have pleased you any,” said the trainer to the heavyweight cham- pion. “It ain't,” said the boxer. “It's from a firm what wants to place an advertisement on the soles of my shoes." False Alarm “I hear you barely escaped from the fire last night.” “That's not true: jamas on." I had py- Light Conversation “Mauser is a man who always weighs his words, isn't he?” “Yes, but it takes a deuce of a lot of 'em to weigh anything.” ON'T WAIT FOR A COLD left pending Unexpectedly Hugh has accompany him he is her teleph ly hangs up with ally agrees to accompan a delightful day and family party, Kezis er 3 ¢ disturbed when Jerry is absorbed by Kexia charm Jerry Kezia, who is having at f at §f her way to concerned about st dates she has been muses over her late husband, the resemblance recalling bow tem. peramental, moody and improv be had recalls the tragic pictur of drinking and financial She after s faced with mortgage her resour threatens ber wil tries to force her to and CHAPTER V-—Continued sry Yee “1 borrowed the last on that." “Will wou telephone Kimball? He's waiting.” Her thoughts raced. If she could get away from him until he came to his senses! “I won't do any- thing until you lay that revclver down!" 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She whirled and ran He caught was closing by the shoulders. up with her as she the door, grasped her “Give me time You are frighten- she moaned. her ing me to death!” He placed the revolver at breast. His face was savage. “You'll do as I tell you—now!"” She had caught the weapon in her hands, struggled with a strength port. The gun fell to the floor. Jim She watched a red All the beastliness was wiped out He looked faintly “1 wasn't he whispered with a “Just as well Downstairs she heard running He was still conscious when Dr. Carey came. “I did it, Doc—busi- ness losses,” said Jim. He closed his eyes. The universe did not cease its swaying and a remote and cloudy veil closed down upon her. The doctor kept her in bed; she couldn't have risen if she had tried. In her condition of shock she was beyond anything that required decision. “I'm sending a nurse for a day or so,” Dr. Carey had said. In her sick fancy she seemed to see a pilgrimage of people, laugh- ing, singing people, passing along a road, the women wreathing them- selves with flowers picked by the roadside, bound together by the unity of happiness—their troubles only inconveniences — while she stood on an isolated crumbling precipice, alone. Presently she knew comfort. But not of earth. The phrases of those on earth who longed to comfort, were kindly intentioned, but inade- quate. Comfort came from inter- stellar spaces; through a million million light years it traveled to her, from higher, finer realms of ether. It radiated along the vast and delicate spider-web of thought in whose center dwells Divinity. Warm and soft the comfort en- folded her. Understanding of ev- ery aching nerve and shattered il- lusion, understanding of loneliness, sorrow, and disgrace; understand- ing even of the overwrought soul who slays a fellow-being. Precious, pure vibrations, healing and up- building, like white fire that glowed, that warmed, but did not burn. It came after weeks. She found herself able to rise from her bed and make her way downstairs. The rooms were half dusted, and had an air of neglect and disorder. The bird had not been fed regularly or his cage cleaned. The geraniums in the window boxes were dry and yellow. The sound of altercation came from the basement and a slap. Kezia's voice rose in a wail of abused misery. Katie, the maid, came up drag- ging Kezia by the hand. ‘‘Never was such a mean little brat! Into everything!” She stopped, stared to see Fluvanna on the first floor. Kezia, seven, but her baby, a mean little brat? Only a mischiev- ous, lovable darling! * She took a swift step forward and Kezia ran sobbing to her. She heard the story | of Kezia's blowing out a fuse while | Katie was ironing her dress for a | picnic; she sent Katie back to her | work. She sat in a big chair com- | forting Kezia, knowing the delicious | sweetness of the child's fragile | arms around her neck. i Hugh came in presently, his lean boyish face too grave for his years, | leggy and awkward in his first long trousers. She saw the look of in- credulous joy in his eyes. Hugh | . Hugh. Always one child who | is closer to the heart. Hugh was sensitive, had a grave inarticulate | idealism—he was shouldering a burden too great for sixteen. He kissed her fondly. Margery was bicycling on the speedway. She shouldn't, should she, Mother? It was black with cars going forty miles an hour, and if her bike wob- | bled But she wouldn't come | for him. He would go back and tell her Mother wanted her. That | “You'll Do as I Tell You Now!" would bring her. He departed. In a few minutes Margery, usually so | dainty, came in shrill and blowsy, her dress on backward and two but- tons missing. Fluvanna began to laugh. They stared at her round-eyed. Then they all joined in with sheer re- lief. It had been so long since there had been any laughter in that | house. Life was kinder now. All seemed going well. Faintly she heard Kezia | moving about upstairs; the lawn now—evidently | had finished his work on the car. | The sound of the mower came in | with steady rhythm, the swish of the grass as it fell. The sunlight was so bright that it had a quality of phantasm. the click of a brake, then voices. Small pattering footsteps ran over the porch. She moved forward to welcome Margery's children. play,” a childish voice announced. CHAPTER VI Hugh's office was a corner room | building, and three great windows gave him a panoramic view of the city. His stenographer, Miss Ruskin, came in. She was a thin girl with an engaging, pleasant manner, a scrubbed-looking freckled face. She was supporting her mother, who lived on the edge of town. “Next week I want you to get together all the correspondence we have with the Dayton people on that contract. Have it ready by Monday noon. They are talking of 2 lawsuit and I want to go over t."” Her face looked a little bricky with the flush which spread over it. She bent over her pad. “I'll have Miss Jones do it—or I'll work late tonight. Next week-—have you for- gotten? —I'm to take my vacation.” “I had forgotten. You asked for the first two weeks in September, didn’t you? And what are you doing during your vacation?” fe: a Me g a cabin on Rocky Creek. We'll cook our own meals, go swimming, fishing, be erally lazy.” yam em. “And forget all about the steel business?” She smiled. “Yes.” “It sounds like a nice vacation.” (TO BE CONTINUED) BRISBANE THIS WEEK One Big Catch War Comes Closer More Houses Needed Would Not Eat Ladies President Roosevelt, interrupting his journey to attend to official business, did a lit- tle fishing from a whale boat off Port-of-Spain. It was poor fishing, did not complain; he caught some- thing worth while on election day-— to catch forty-six out of a possible forty-eight fish is good fishing. Europe and Asiasseem to be getting a little closer to war, al- though many wise ones think it still far off. Germany admits willingness to side with Japan in a fight against bolshevism. Practical Stalin, man of few words, tells Japan what he thinks of her pact with Germany by refusing to renew a treaty that per- mits Japan to fish in Russian waters off the coast of eastern Siberia. That fishing privilege is vitally important to the feeding of Japan's surplus millions, increasing at the rate of one million new Japanese every year. Arthur Brishane Langdon Post, New York's com- missioner of housing, tells the Amer- ican Federation of Labor that a great national shortage of houses exists, because there has been no building. New York City, especially, is in a bad way, according to Mr. Post; there the shortage in housing “may have tragic consequences.’ That is good news for the build- ing trades, and good news for landlords; will not overbuild. As usual, politicians will seize the opportunity to raise taxes, and presently money lenders will be once more selling real estate un- der foreclosures. Life is a brief game of seesaw -now up, that is prosperity; then down, that is depression. The bud- get is not the only thing that needs balancing. temporarily 3 ’ thaw wey Our neighbor, Nicaragua, well ad- vanced in modern intelligence, es- tablishes a military flying orders fighting planes from the Unit. ed States, hires a first-class instruc- tor. There is progresss everywhere, and you realize it when you read in chapter 26 of Westermarck's “The Origin and Development of the Mo- ral Ideas’: In ancient Nicaragua women were held unworthy to perform any duty in connection with the temples, and were immolated outside the temple ground of the large sanctuaries, and even their flesh was unclean food for the high priest, who accordingly ate only the flesh of males. What a jump from a civilization in which the high priest would not eat ladies that had been slaughtered to a modern air school in which young Nicaraguan women, once ex- school, lowed to fly planes and learn how to release bombs! Schumann - Heink, artist of the operatic stage, and a fine example five, Young ladies who say “I can't a career,” and sometimes have cent artistic career and many chil- in the big war, and one on a sub- marine, who survived. Winston Churchill, able English- “one in support of democracy,” and calls the United States “a child of our blood and ideals.” This coun- try is the child of many different kinds of blood and ideals. Greater New York includes the biggest Italian city in the world, bigger than Rome or Milan; more than a million of Italian birth or descent. The same New York contains two million jews, many more than ever were in Palestine. Colombia has written a new con- stitution, authorizing its govern- ment, among other things, to con- fiscate private property without paying the owners. Conservative citizens of Colombia call that “‘com- munistic,” which seems hardly an exaggeration. 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