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"The Insider"
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
CHAPTER XXXII
Copyright, 1917, Star Company.
I-have already said that my heart
ached for each of the Norton chil
dren in turn—first for the lonely
little girl than for the ln*>ulsiva
misunderstood boy.
But this afternoon, as Tom and I
sat library facing each other,
il knew that I had never been as
sorry for Grace as I was for this
voung fellow with his morbid idea
that nobody cared especially for
him. One reason for my pity for him
lay in my realization that he wa>
not loved by his father or his aunt
as his sister was loved. And now
he had let an inexplicable outburst
of temper put in jeopardy the plan
that had been maturing so satisfac
torily.
There was something hack of all
this that I could not understand. X
would not pry into \t. But I would
try to recall the lad to his better
self before he had entirely ruined
his prospects of a summer in the
country place he loved.
Perhaps he thought I was going
to find fault with him, for, as soon
as I began to speak, he interrupted
me with—
"Oh, I know what you must think!
Tou feel that after all the trouble
you have gone to for me I've proved
myself an ungrateful d)east."
"I feel nothing of the kind!" I
contradicted. "But. Tom. I do want
you to believe that I sympathize with
you—and that I am sorry that any
thing has happened to upset you and
make you forget yourself. It is hard
er on you than on anyone else."
"I know it!" he agreed. "But no
body except you would think that.
The others—father and Aunt Ade
laide—would say that it was hard on
them having such an ill-tempered
cuss in the house."
I was silent for a moment. Then
I spoke as gently as I could.
"Tom," I urged, "be frank; don't
you think it's a bit hard on your
father?"
"It's not my fault if it is!" he
declared.
"Are you sure it isn't?" I re
peated. "You and Grace are al! he
has. and he loves you both. You
may not think so," as he shook his
head, "but I have talked with him
ahout you. He wants to make a man
of you, and you make it hard for
him to do so when you speak as you
did this noon."
A I .it tip Persuasion
"But I do not speak to him like
that!" he insisted.
"Walt," I said, "let lis talk over
this matter of your father's inter
est in you first. I want you to know
that I had a long conversation with
him about you, and that he was I
pleased at the Idea of having Mr.
Parker coach you next summer. Of ,
course. I do not know what Mr.
Parker's answer to the proposal will
be. but I suppose it will be favor
able.
"At all events. If It Is not. it won't
be your father's fault. Why, then,
need you incur Mrs. Gore's displeas
ure and almost tempt her to com
plain to her brother-in-law of your
manner of speaking to her? Will
that strenjrthen his Inclination to
have you at home this summer?"
"No—lt won't. I know that," he
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acknowledged. "But one makes me
see red, Miss Dart. I know only
too well that she won't want me at
Hillcrest—for she and I don't get
along well. But out there I don't
have to be with her much—for the
place is big and I am out-of-doors
a lot —and the country's different
from the city, anyhow. Gee!" with
i a sigh, "it's nice there!"
"Then why spoil it by quarreling?"
X insisted. "Surely a man ought to
be able to control himself in talking
to a woman. Yoiujust confessed that
you never spoke to your father like
that."
"I never do to anyone but her," he
said gloomingly.
"Tom," 1 pleaded, "forgive me for
saying it. but why not remember
your mother? You told me what a
good mother she was —and surely
if she were here it would distress
her to see you lose your temper.
Think of her."
"1 do," he asserted. As before
when he spoke of his mother his
voice trembled. "It's because I re
member her that I can't help"
He stopped, chokingly, and I laid
my hand on his cold fingers.
"Dear boy. you know she would
want you to remember her. You are
like her—in looks, that is. Why not
try to be like her in character?
"I can't be. She was good. She
always did what was right. I dorf't
believe she ever nagged. I don't
see how father could ever forget her.
1 was only a kid when she died, but
I can't forget her."
"Neither does your father," I said,
gravely. "When he and I were talk
ing of you the other day he spoke
of your mother."
"What did he say?"
A Revelation
I thought hard. I could not re
i member at first just what Brewster
Norton had said. Then memory
I brought back one sentence.
"He said." 1 continued, "that to
! lose a mother was great misfor
i tune to a child, and he was speak
ing of you at the time. Tom. Ah.
1 yes. and another ttme he told me
| how wise your mother was in read
| ing the best books to you when
you were little. He spoke very gent
ly. very sadly ahout her."
i "Thank you for telling me." the
lad murmured. "I thought he'd for
! gotten her."
"You are unjust to him, Tom.
' And." I ventured, for I felt I was
i on delicate ground, "don't you think
ithat you may be misjudging Mrs.
i Gore, too? She surely is at heart
i fond of you."
"She is not!" he burst forth, his
' eyes suddenly dry and hard. "She
wants me out of the way. She
: grudges everything that father does
! for me."
"Oh, no," I tried to soothe him.
"Remember, Tom, that ties of blood
are strong. If you do not care for
her, try to bear in mind that she
loved your mother, and that she is
your mother's own sister."
He sprang to his feet with a sud
denness that brought me to mine.
"My mother's sister!" he exclaim
ed. "My mother's sister. Good L*>rd
—she's nothing of the kind! Thank
Heaven there's not a drop of that
blood in my veins!"
(To Be Continued)
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(Continued.)
"I don't think when fellow cares
for you as much as I do, and gets
out of patience once in a while, just
because he loves a girl the way .1
red-blooded man can't help loving
her, she ought to hold it against
him forever. Think sne ought to.
Nan?" he demanded after a pause.
She was sewing and kept silence.
"I think," she responded, show
ing her aversion In every syllable,
"before a man begins to talk red
blood rot, he ought to find out
whether the girl cares for him, or
just loathes the sight of him."
He regarded her fixedly. Paying
no attention to him, but bending in
the sunshine over her sewing, her
hand Hying with the needle, her
masses of brown hair sweeping
back around her pink ears and curl
ing in stray ringlets that the wind
danced with while she worked, she
inflamed her brawny cousin's ardor
afresh. "You used to care for me.
•Nan. Tou can't deny that." Her
silence was irritating. "Can you?"
he demanded. "Come, put up your
work and talk it out. I didn't use to
have to coax you for a word and a
smile. What's come over you?"
"Nothing has come over me. Gale.
I did use to like you—when I first
came back from school. You seem
ed so big and fine then, and were so
nice to me. I did like you."
"Why 'didn't you keep on liking
me?"
Nan made no answer. Her cousin
persisted. "You used to talk about
thinking the world of me," she said
at last: "then I saw you one Fron
tier day, riding around Sleepy Cat
with a carriage full of women."
Gale burst into a huge laugh.
Nan's face flushed. She bent over
her work. "Oh, that's what's the
matter with you, is It?" he de
manded Jocularly. "You never men
tioned that before."
"That isn't the only thing," she
continued after a pause.
"Why that was just some Frontier
day fun. Nan. A man's got to be a
little bit of a sport once in a while,
hasn't he?"
"#.'ot if he likes me." She spoke
with an ominous distinctness, but
under her breath. He caught her
words and laughed again. "Pshaw,
I didn't think you'd get jealous over
a little thing like that, Nan. When
there's a celebration on in town,
everybody's friendly with every
body else. If you lay a little thing
like that up against me, where
would the rest of the men get oft?
Tour strawberry-faced Medicine
Bend friend is celebrating in town
most of the time."
Her face turned white. "What a
falsehood!" she exclaimed hotly.
I.ooking at her. satisfied, he laugh
ed wholeheartedly again. She rose,
furious. "It's a falsehood," she re
peated, "and I know it."
"I suppose," retorted Gale, re
garding her jocosely, "you asked him
about it."
He had never seen her* so angrv.
She stamped her foot. "How dare
you say such a thing! One of those
women was at the hospital—she is
there yet. and she is going to die
there. She told Uncle Duke's nurse
the men they knew, and whom they
didn't know, at that place. And
Henry De Spain, when he heard this
miserable creature had been taken
to the hospital, and Doctor Torp
said she could never get well, told
the sister to take care of her and
send the bills to him, because he
knew her father and mother in
Medicine Bend and went to school
with her there when she was a de
cent girl. Go and hear what she
has to say about Henry De Spain,
you contemptible falsifier."
Gale laughed sardonically. "That's
right. I like to see n girl stick to
her friends. De Spain ought to take
care of her. Good story."
"And she has other good stories
too, you ought to hear," continued
Nan undismayed. "Most of them
about you and your fine friends in
town. She told the nurse it's you
who ought to be paying her bills
till she dies."
Gale made a disclaiming face and
a deprecating gesture. "No, no. Nan
—let De Spain take care of his own.
Be a sport yourself, girlie, right
now." He stepped nearer her. Nan
retreated. "Kiss and make up," he
exclaimed with a laugh. But she
knew he was angry, and knew what
to guard against. Still laughing he
sprang toward her and tried to
catch her arm.
"Don't you touch me!" she cried,
jumping away with her hand in her
blouse.
"You little vixen, *• ne exclaimed
with an oath, "what have you got
there?" But he halted at her gesture
and Nan, panting, stood her
ground.
"Keep away!" she cried.
"Where did you get that knife?"
thundered Gale.
"From one who showed me how
to use it on a coward
He affected amusement and tried
to pass the incident off as a joke.
But his dissimulation was more dan
gerous. she knew, than his brutality,
and he Jeft her the prey to more
than one alarm, and the renewed re
solve never to be taken off her guard.
That night he came back. He told
her uncle, glancing admiringly at
Nan as he recounted the story, how
she had stood her ground against
him In the morning.
Nor did Nan like the way her
uncle acted while he listened—and
afterward. He talked a good deal
I about Gale and tlie way she was}
i treating her cousin. When Nan de- j
I ciared she never would have any- j
thing to do with him, her uncle told i
: her with disconcerting bluntness to s
! get all that out of her head, for she j
I was going to marry him. When she I
! protested she never would, Duke
j told her, with many harsh oaths,!
that she should never marry De j
I Spain even If he had to kill him or I
| get killed to stop it, and that if she
had any sense she would get ready
to marry her cousin peaceably, add- J
ing, that if she didn't have sense, he
■ would see himself it was provided j
! for her.
His threats left Nan aghast. For i
two days she thought them all over,
j Then she dressed to go to town. On
i her way to the barn tier uncle inter
cepted her. "Where are you go
; ing?"
| "To Sleepy Cat," returned Nan,
' regarding him collectedly.
I "No, you're not," he announced
I bluntly.
Nan looked at him in silence. "I
| don't want you running to town any
i more to meet De Spain," added
> Duke, without any attempt to soften
I his injunction.
| "But I've got to go to town once
in a while, whether 1 meet Henry De
Spain or not, Uncle Duke."
"What do you have to go for?"
"Why, for mail, supplies—every
thing."
"Pardaloe can attend to all that."
Nan shook her head. "Whether he
can or not, I'm not going to be cut
i off from going to Sleepy Cat, Uncle
I Duke—nor from seeing Henry De
Spain."
"Meaning to say yo uwon't obey,
eh?"
■"When I'm going to marry a man
it isn't right to forbid me seeing
him."
"You're not going to marry him;
you're going to marry Gale, and the
quicker you make tip your mind to
it the better."
"You might better tell me I am
going to marry Bull Page—l would
marry him first. I will never marry
Gale Morgan in the living world, and
I've told you so more than once."
He regarded niece a moment
wrathfully and, without replying,
walked back to the house. Nan, up
set but resolute, went, on to the
barn and asked Pardaloe to saddle
her pony. Pardaloe shuffled around
[ in an obliging waj', but at the end
of some evasion admitted he had
orders not to do It. Nan flamed at
the information. She disliked
Pardaloe anyway, not for any rea
son she could assign beyond the
fact that he had once been a chum
of Gale's. But she was too high
spirited to dispute witn him, and re
turned to the house pink with in
dignation. Going straight to her
uncle, she protested against such
tyranny. Duke was insensible alike
to her pleas and her threats.
But next morning Nan was up at
three o'clock. She made her way into
the barn before a soul was stirring
and at daybreak was well on her
way to Sleepy Cat. She telephoned
to De Spain's office from the hos
pital and went to breakfast. De
Spain Joined her berore she had
finished and when they left the din
ing room she explained why she had
disappointed him the day before. He
heard the story with misgivings.
"I'll tell you how it looks to me.
Nan," he said when she had done.
"You are like a person that's being
bound tighter every day by invisible
cords. You don't see them because
you are fearless. You are too fear
less, Nan,"- he added, with appre
hension reflected in the expression
of his face. "I'll tell you what I
wish you'd do. and I say it knowing
you won't do it," he concluded.
She made light of his fears, twist
ing his right hand till it was help
less in her two hands and laughing
at him. "How do you know I won't
do it?"
"Because I've asked you before.
This is it: Marry me, now, here,
to-da.v, and don't take any more
chances out there."
"Hut, Henry," protested Nan, "I
can't marry you now and just run
away from poor Uncle Duke. Ir
you will just be patient, I'll bring
him around to our side."
"Never, Nan."
"Don't be so sure. I know him
better than you do, and when he
comes for anybody, he comes all at
once. Why, it's funny Henry. Now
that I'm picking up courage, you're
losing it!"
He shook his head. "I don't like
the way things are going."
"Dearie," she urged, "should I be
any safer at home if I were your
wife, than I am as your sweetheart.
I don't want to start a horrible
family war by running away, and
that is just what I certainly should
do."
De Spain was unconvinced. But ap
j prehension is short-lived in young
hearts. The sun shone, the skv
spread a speckless blue over desert
and mountain, the day weht to their
castles and dreams. In a retired
corner of the cool dining room at the
Mountain house, they lingered to
gether over a long-drawn-out din
| ner. The better-informed guests by
: asides indicated their presence to
1 others. They described them as the
hardy couple who haa first met in a
j stiff Frontier day rifle match, which
: the girl had won. Her defeated
; rival—the man now most regarded
I and feared in the mountain country
! —was the man with the reticent
mouth, mild eyes, curious birthmark,
i and with the two little perplexed
wrinkles visible most of the time
Just between his dark eyebrows, the
man listened intently to every syll
able that fell from the lips of the
trimly bloused, active girl opposite
him, leaning forward in her eager
ness to tell him things. Her jacket
hung over the back of her chair, and
she herself was referred to by the
more fanciful as queen of the outlaw
camp at Music mountain.
The two were seen together that
day about town by many, for the
story of their courtship was still
veiled in mystery and afforded
ground for the widest speculation,
while that of their difficulties, and
such particulars as De Spain's fruit
less efforts to conciliate Duke Mor
gan and Duke's open threats against
De Spain's life were widely known
All these details made the move
ment and tit'* fate of the young
couple the object of keenly curious
comment.
Ih the late afternoon the two rode
almost the whole length of Main
street together on their way to the
river bridge. Everyone knew the
horseflesh they bestrode—none clean
er-limbed, hardier or faster In the
high country. Those that watched
them able slowly past, laughing and
talking, intent only on each other,
erect, poised and motionless, as if
molded to their saddles, often spoke
of having seen Nan and her lover
that day. It was a long time be
fore they were seen riding down
Main street together again.
(To Be Continued.)
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the company exported 17,000 bushels
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No. 45—Frozen Deserts
How to Freeze.—As I finished
writing this heading, Colin Chase
peeked over my shoulder and ad
vised to take a trip to the Klondike
in a bathing suit However, I wilt
not dwell upon this "frosty"
pun nor the chilly look I gave him
for presenting it, instead I will tell
you about the freezing of one of
America's most popular dishes, ice
cream.
Pound the ice to the size of a
hickory nut and mix together with
salt about one half the size of a
pea. Use three parts of ice to one
part of salt. Place a one-inch layer
of the ice at the bottom of the
freezer and then put the can in
place. Fill up space between can
and freezer with ice, packing hard
all the time, turning the can oc
casionally to assure it running free
ly. When the ice is about one inch
from the top of the can fill it with
the substance to be frozen, cover
tightly and turn slowly at first, in
creasing the speed and adding more
ice and salt as the mixture settles.
When the cream is firm take off the
cover and remove dasher. Place a
piece of paper over the top and
then cover tightly filling the freezer
full of ice. Place a heavy blanket
over all and leave for about two
State Wheat and Rye
Crops Up to Average
Pennsylvania wheat and r.vc crops
will likely be fully up to the average
this year.
During the month of March the
condition of both wheat and rye in
the State improved materially ac
cording to reports received by the
Bureau of Statistics of the State De
partment of Agriculture. Wheat
showed an improvement of three
per cent, and represented 90 per
cent.as compared 'with an average.
In 1916 the condition of wheat in
the ground on April 1 was 95 per
cent, but the reports from the 800
crop correspondents indicated splen
did growth and development and
lead to the hope of almost an aver
age crop for harvest in the fall.
The big wheat producing counties
in the central and southeastern end
of the State reported wheat in good
condition and a great deal of the
fear of heavy loss by the heaving
through the frosts in February and
March was wiped away with the
splendid growth that was shown in
the fields. The number of weeks of
snow protection for the grain ranged
from four to thirteen with the aver
age of the State about seven weeks.
The eastern counties showed live
weeks' protection while Warren
county showed thirteen weeks of
snow covered earth and Erie and
Wayne counties twelve weeks. There
were ten weeks of snow protection
in Elk, Forest and Susquehanna
counties.
The 1916 yield of wheat in the
State was estimated at 25,070,500
bushels and from present indications
the 1917 yield will be 23,751,000
bushels with every indication of this
figure being considerably increased.
The condition of rye advanced two
per cent, during the month and now
stands at 92 per cent, as compared
with average years. This is three per
cent, less than last year at this time
and prospects arc bright for a crop
that will almost equal the 4,495,400
bushel crop of last year.
Good sized peach and apple crops
are forecast by the statistical bureau
as a result of a study of reports from
various counties and experts' state
ments regarding damage by frosts.
"Present signs are for a bumper
fruit year" is the statement made.
The peach belt, comprising Bedford, <
Franklin, Cumberland and York
counties is stated to show better
signs at present than for years.
Adams, Franklin and York expect a
100 per cent, crop and in Cumber
land, as in other counties, new or-
'
hours. All mixtures for ice cream
expand while freezing, therefore the
can should never, be 1 more than
three-quarters full or else it will be j
coarse grained. Water ices should
be frozen without rapid motion.f<rt I
Plain Ice Cream.—' The~plain"ice
cream that is most common among
household making is to 6cald one
pint of milk. Mix one cup of su
gar, a pinch of salt and two beaten
e?ps. Add all to hot milk, stir over
fire until it is thick and smooth.
Cover and cook twenty minutes.
Strain and cool adding one pint of,
cream, flavoring desired and freeze.'
One can of condensed milk and one j
cup of milk can be added in place
of the cream with equally good re- \
suits. The large ice cream manu
facturers use gelatine and corn
starch to thicken and stiffen the
cream but this does not improvei
nor add to the flavor whatsoever so
ita use in the family ice cream
freezing is not suggested.
To the studio people ice cream it
considered quite a delicacy. "After
working all day in the heat of the
studio a cold ,dish of ice cream
proves very refreshing and if made
with wholesome ingredients will
prove very healthful. We have ice
cream parties about the Pallas
studios almost every day during the
summer months. So far I think
Florence Vidor holds the honors
for disposing of the most.
chards arc just commencing to bear
and will run up th& crop above the
average. Counties which suffered
from frosts during budding time
were Allegheny, Armstrong, Butler,
Cambria, Cameron, Clarion, Forest,
Greene, Jefferson, Lackawanna, Ve
nango, Eawrence, Westmoreland,
Wyoming.
The southern apple belt shows in
dications of a crop that will be bet
ter than the average. Twenty-two
counties report signs of what is con
sidered a normal crop and a number
of others expect to go above the
usual yield. April prospects are
eleven per cent, ahead of those of
last year. In the northern tier the
signs are for a yield close to nor"-"
mal, especially in the crops for
which Northern Pennsylvania is fa
mous.
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