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WNU Bervics CHAPTER XIII—-Continued PRRY oT Lizzie was uncertain in her man- not knowing whether to be haughty or friendly. She melted and was soon loquacious she had had to bear with her chil- Presently Hugh began talk- ing. She cried out when he related what Ellen had attempted, but when he suggested that the girl go abroad with his mother very soon, a half-scornful smile appeared on her lips. ‘“‘I'ta wondering—wonder- ing!" “Just what?" “Do you suppose it was a trick may have seen you—knew you'd follow her, tell us about it!" “Did Ellen ever play tricks to get her own way?’ Hugh asked “No-o.” “She couldn't have seen me. 1 I tell you the “Then the place for her her?" Hugh pressed his point eagerly. “And my mother needs this trip It will do them both so much good She can leave easily now that Kezia is married—while you, Lizzie—-"' “I can take her inyself this sum- mer! Gavin will send us if 1 gist.” timely . . Oh, Fluvanna, what wonderful precious times we will have together! “Pull your chairs up close to mine,” said Fluvanna in an oddly hollow voice. “We'll go over the folders together.” The sailing date was set for the seventeenth of April and the days flow by in a hurry of preparation until there was only a week left for Fluvanna to say good-by to dear familiar furnishings, to Mar- gery and her children, to Kezia, to Hugh. They reached New York the morning of the day they were to sail. It was mild and sunny. They leaned at the rail of the ferry, watching the spires of the city come closer. “The skyline has soaring aspi- ration in it,"”” mused Ellen. “Some- times the tips of buildings are in the clouds—but they always reach up—up! I like this approach to the city so much.” Hugh smiled down at her. Again he had the feeling of a rose open- ing; the delicate face, the petal | texture of her cheeks, had the soft- | ness of a flower. She looked like a different person these last few weeks since she knew she was to leave Corinth. Whether Ellen would paint great pictures or not, he did not know, but he knew that as her charm moved him, it would move others. The unconscious seek- ing for love was in her melodious voice, in the graceful movements of her slight figure. What she sought she would find—perhaps on this trip. He hoped so. “1 recognize the Empire. State building,” said Fluvanna “We'll go to the top of Hugh promised. Their taxicab went slowly across town, held up by the traffic and the whisking lights. The crowds of peo- ple on Forty-second street, moving in restless rhythm, lashed back and forth like the sea. A man, selling roses at the corner of Fifth avenue, extended his bunci :z in- The sun sparkled on the silvery top of the Chrysler building “When we come back we will stay here a week,” said Elen. “All of America is here, west, the and the fused in $s for achieve- I went to we Come it toda yy. the south, all rnes that when Hugh, when back, will you come on to school here meet \3 us Hugh smiled won't let you out mope grieve, get si were gone longer than a week! If Ellen to get have a hange of 3 vy O31 ] erai monins and well, she scene You'd be how dependent he is on vice!" “We all know that." “And how much his success is my Hugh nodded encouragingly. The as to Gavin's need of her, was use- ful to him, and harmless to her. It gave her stubborn mind some- thing to cling to, and might allow Ellen to depart in peace. That night in the library he tossed some travel pamphlets to Ellen and his mother. “I got these today from an agency. Look them over and tell me which trip you two would like to take.” They looked at him questioning- ly as they unfolded them. “There's a good boat sailing in three weeks." “England — France — Spain -— Italy—Germany,” murmured Flu- vanna. ‘‘Shall we take them all, or are we limited to two or three?” “Greedy! . . . Paris or Florence, since Ellen wants to study.” Ellen’s blue eyes flew open, star- tiled. Her lips parted but she did not speak. “Hugh!” said his mother, warn- ingly. “Not joking! day planning this. I've had a busy I couldn't speak ther and mother have given their All you two have to de- the earliest date you can be ready to sail.” Fluvanna looked agitated. ‘No -no,"” she began. She stopped at the radiant axpression on Ellen's face. The girl, sitting on a hassock near Hugh, clasped her hands. ‘“‘Hugh, you're not fooling? . . . they said I could go away?—with Fluvanna? Are you sure there's no mistake? . Oh, 1 can't believe it!" “There's no mistake,” answered Hugh, smiling. “And you, Moth- er? . . . you said you always want- ed to go—1" “Cousin Fluvanna, think of it! Paris—Florence—~the Louvre—the Uffizi Gallery!” Ellen buried her head in the arm of Hugh's chair; he Jae her shoulders comfort- Av Fluvanna's face was a study of struggling emotions. “Leave you?" she whispered. Hugh nodded slowly, then indicat- ed Ellen, as though her need were greater. His mother was quiet, gazed at the fire. Ellen raised her head, touched her shining eyes with her handker- chief. “Excuse me . . [I go all weepy with grief or happiness late- ly . . . but it was happiness this over to ge ded the decks, gay, groups. Joys scurried corridors with luggage: the buzzed with activity Hugh had secured an outside state- with twin beds. Flowers were already there from Kezia and Jerry, fruit from Margery a- ' Will, books, candy, letters, and bon voy- age telegrams from friends “You're so quiet, Mother,” said Hugh, sitting on the arm of her | chair. “Tired?” ‘No, dear,” she replied. She | reached for his hand. Hugh, her | boy. The moments, the dear mo- | ments were flying, and all the while | her heart knocked the passionate | certitude: “I shall never see him | again.” Twice lately she had had | attacks which she felt might be | her last. Two or three months. 4 . . . Only a little while at most, | she reasoned. And he wanted this | -wanted to help Ellen. He had | been better lately in his enthusi- asm for helping Ellen. It would work out for the best. Perhaps a dear wish would be fulfille! Te that old wish . Good-by, dear loveliness, dearest and most ten- der of sons! What are a few weeks | of life to give—to help you? The | wheel is turning--turning . . this body will never come back. No | harder to say good-by now at least not much narder. i “Ellen and I are goirg for a | stroll around the deck, Mother. | We'll be back in a few minutes.” | Ellen tied a ribbon about her | hair, put on her beaver jacket. | Fluvanna watched Hugh hold open | the door for her, pass through aft- | er Ellen. His tall, easy bulk filled the narrow aperture; the light from the corridor shone on his fece. A wave of pride surged up in her, exquisite exultation. “That's my son—my son!" her pale lips mur- mured. Ellen and Hugh explored the lounge, the library, and the dining salon, then went for a turn about the deck. They paused and stood at the bow of the boat. The April air was sweet and murmurous. A mystery overhung the deep water of the river. “The lights on the Jersey shore remind me of necklaces strung in a jeweler's window,” said Ellen softly. nr have pretty thoughts, El- She tucked back a strand of hair which had escaped from the rib. bon. Her white forehead gleamed above the straight, fair brow. “And you're very pretty, two.” She smiled dream..y. “Quite lovely in fact.” “l can’t think of anyone I'd rather have feel that way about me,” she seid simply (TO BE CONTINUE) people promer laughing down “Death’s Hopper’ By FLOYD GIBBONS FT ODAY’'S yarn, boys and girls, is the story of a bird who thought fast—and acted fast. And a doggone good thing for him, too. For if he hadn't, he wouldn't be here telling us the story today. He is Frank J. Zick of Centralia, Ill., and if ever a man owes his life to the fact that he was able to keep his wits about him, Frank is that guy. of stress. I've written quite a bunch of adventure yarns about lads and lassies who could still use the old noodle at a time when Old Lady Ad- venture was swinging haymakers right and left at them. But the bird who can think in the middle of an avalanche is a very darned good thinker, indeed. And that is exactly what Frank did. His Job Over the Dump Chute. Frank is an electrician, and an electrician is the last man in the world you'd ever expect to see in an avalanche 3ut then, it is always the unexpected thing that Old Lady Adventure deals out of her thrill bag. Frank's job was with the Illinois Central railroad, and he worked in the company's shops at Centralia It was December 23, 1917, when, along about three o'clock in the afternoon, Frank's foreman, W. C. Kelley, gave him the job of repairing a light located over the coal dump chute where the engines took on fuel before going out on their runs And since this is the spot where Frank was to have his adventure, maybe we'd better describe it in detail. That dump chute was a long one that opened into a hole in the floor. Cars loaded with coal were run in over that hole and the coal was dumped into the pit to the bottom of the thirty-foot concrete shaft. Down there a system of moving blades crushed that coal-—cut it up into lumps small enough to go into the engine fireboxes. . Incidentally, those blades would cut up anything else that fell into that chute—like a man, for instance. There was a grating of iron bars in the floor at the top of that chute— just to keep men from falling through when there was no coal car stand- But the holes in that grating were The bars had to be far enough apart to let the big hunks of ome of those hunks were as big as a man. Those fron bars were a big help in keeping fellows from falling through, but at the same time it was quite possible that som i somebody MIGHT I e ume, fall through 1 vy em Someone Threw the Levers. reach The ) with the car full was unloa the unloading lev Frank was reaching up to repair the defective light when all of a sudden SOMEBODY THREW THOSE LEVERS. The coal started downward with a roar. And Frank was on top of it, and right over the hopper. “Before I could jump,” he says, “I felt myself falling, being pulled through the bottom with the coal. [I tried desperately to clutch at the side of the car, but the falling coal pulled me away again. Down I went, into TL the hopper, with forty tons of coal crashing down on top of me! And as Frank shot into that hopper he had a terrible thought. Right below him were the iron bars of that wide-open grating. When he got to that, forty tons of coal, bearing down on his body, was going to force it straight through that grating. And below that grating was a fall of thirty feet down a concrete chute, and then those knives would be work- ing on him, cutting his body to pieces Frank Did Some Fast Thinking. And that's where Frank thought—and thought fast! ied thr ied thr ers were ihrown. of you, helping you along. Frank thought—AND ACTED-—{faster than that. that grating. And the only way to escape was to spread himself out and make himself as big as possible. In the smallest fraction of a second, he acled. He threw his legs as far apart as he could, stretched out one arm and covered his face with the other. Then he hit the grating! know. When it became quiet again I began to realize how lucky I was to fall face downward. could still get air.” Un Tons of Coal. But when Frank tried to breath he found that getting air wasn't going to be so easy after all. flattened out his lungs so that it was all he could do to get a bit of air into them. He couldn’t get a full breath. For the first second or two he couldn't get enough wind in his lungs even to speak. who heard him. Inside of two minutes a dozen men were on the spot, working frantically to get him out. Men from every department in the shop were down under that car on their hands and knees, scoop- ing off the coal. Frank doesn’t know how long it took to rescue him. All he remem- bers is that he collapsed as they dragged him out. But the total extent of his injuries was a bruised body and a severe cut on the back of his head, and in a day or two Frank was back on the job again, as fit as ever. ©—-WNU Service. Signature Changes Handwriting experts state that no- body has a uniform signature which is followed all the time, and that it is impossible to write his name twice and have the two signa- tures the same. Most people are gradually changing their writing from day to day. If you don’t be- lieve that you are changing, com- pare your signature with one you made flve years ago. Handwriting experts identify signatures by cer- which them- Uncle Sam; Brother Jonathan Brother Jonathan is the older ap pellation. It was applied first by American Loyalists from 1776 to 1783, as a term of derision, to the Patriots; later the term was used generally to indicate any country bumpkin, states Literary Digest. Jonathan Trumbull (1710-85), gover. nor of Connecticut from 1796 to 1783, was a close friend of General Wash- and often addressed by him as | Sift of Good Nature Good nature is generally born with us; health, prosperity, and kind treatment from the world are great cherishers of it where they find it, but nothing is capable of forcing it up where it does not grow of itself. It is one of the blessings of a happy constitution, which education may improve, but not produce.—Steele. i (Hu 5 a , Don’t Try to ““Save’’ on Home Remedies —Ask Your Doctor There is one point, on which prac- tically all doctors agree. That is: Don’t give your child unknown remedies without asking your doctor first. All mothers know this. But some- times the instinct to save a few pennies by buying “something just as good” overcomes caution. When it comes to the widely used children’s remedy — “milk of m nesia” — many doctors for over ha a century have said “PHILLIPS.” For Phillips’ Milk of Magnesia is the standard of the world. Safe for chil- dren. Keep this in mind, and say “PHIL~ LIPS" MILK OF MAGNESIA” when you buy. Comes now, also in tablet form. Get the form you prefer. But see that what you get is labeled “Genuine Phillips® Milk of Mag- nesia.” 25¢ for a big box of the tablets at drug stores. ALSO IN TABLET FORM: Each tiny tablet isthe equivalent of a tesspoon- ful of ine 3 i MILK OF PHILLIPS’ yacnesia A Rainy Corner Trimr : rainy corner 1 weath- a Is an antiseptic ointment. medication heals sore and milamed eyes by pene- trating the tissue ~— 50c a jar at druggists or Wrights Pill Oo. 100 Gold St, N.Y. Oty. of All Ages Mm May I of 220 E. Patrick St, Freder. ick. Maryland sald: “When 1 was a woman I was in a very well otf night never 4 felt lke eating and was miserable After using Dr. Pierce's Favor. Prescription as a tonic weight, appe- CLASSIFIED 1 AFR uN PLANTS Plants, 1.000, $80: 100, prepaid, one. Beysenberries a ————————— The true work of art is but a tain characteristics selves change in the signatures, yet 1 Slways tere in some Jorn or Early Singing Schools Singing schools were not uncom. mon in the early days. The average rate was $1 for thirteen nights of lessons, but of course each pupil had to bring his share of wood for fuel and candles for light. Crude ~these shools—says the Cleveland Plain Dealer, but they were the forerunners of the conservatories of our day. Brother Jonathan. The term Uncle Sam appears to have arisen about , and was presumably a jocular extension of the initials U. 8. Black Sheep in a Flock In the range states, where ers, black sheep are placed in flocks about one to every sheep. When sand or more S121 [0 of Health i i j
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