THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURG, PA. The Real Adventure By Henry Kitchell Webster AFTER THE SUGGESTION OF DIDN'T WASTE TIME IN SYNOPSIS. Hose Stanton, student nt tlio University of ClilcnKo, is put olT a street car In the rain after an argument with the conductor. . She Is accosted hy a young man who ofTeni help nnd escorts her to another car line. An hour luter this man, Uodney Aldrlch, a well-to-do lawyer, appears soaked with rain at the home of his wealthy married sister, Mrs. Martin Whitney, to attend a birthday dinner In his honor. Mrs. Whitney sug gests that It's about time Uodney looked around for a wife, lie calls on Miss Stuuton, and whut occurs at the meeting Is described In this Installment. CHAPTER III. Continued. "Oh," she said, "mother's written two or three books, and lots of maga zine articles, about women women's rights and suffrage, and all that. She's been well, sort of a leader ever since she graduated from college, back In Just think I 1870, when most girls used to have accomplishments 'French, music, and wushlng extra,' you know." She Buld It all with a quite adora ble seriousness, and his gravity match ed hers when he replied: "I would like to meet her very much. Femin ism's a Buhject I'm blankly Ignorant about." "I don't believe," she said thought fully, "that I'd call It feminism In talking to mother about It, If I were you. Mother's a suffragist, but" there came onother wave of faint color along with her smile "but well, she's awfully respectable, you know." She didn't seem to mind his laugh ing out at that, though she didn't Join him. "What about the other Interesting member of the family." he asked presently, "your sister? Which is she, a suffragist or a feminist?" "I suppose," she sold, "you'd call Portia a feminist. Anyway, she hasn't time to talk about It much. You gee, she's n business woman. She's a house decorator. She tells you what kind of furniture to buy, und then sells It to you. Tortla's terribly clever and awfully Independent." "All right," he said. "That brings us down to you. What ore you?" She sighed. "I'm sort of a bfuck sheep, I guess. I'm Just In the univer sity. But I'm to be n lawyer." Whereupon he cried out so explo sively that she fairly Jumped. Then he apologized nnd said the notion of her In court trying a case he was a law yer himself seemed rather startling. She sighed again. "And now I suppose," she said, "you'll advise me not to be." "Not a bit," he sold. "It's the fin est profession In the world." But he said It off the top of his mind. Down below, It was still en gaged with the picture of her In a dismal courtroom, bluzlng up at a Jury the way she had bluzed up at that conductor. "I suppose," she hazarded, "that It's awfully dull and tiresome, though, until you get 'way up to the top." That roused him. "It's awfully dull when you do get to the top, or what's called the top being a client care taker with the routine law business of a few big corporations and rich estates going through your ofllce like grist through a mill. Thnt's supposed to be the big reward, of course." lie was out of his chair now, tramp ing up and down the room. "The thing to bear in mind, if you're going to travel that road, Is that a cose Is worth while in a precise and unaltera ble ratio to the amount of money In volved in it. If you question that axiom at all seriously, you're lost. That's what happened to me." II nulled un with a Jerk, looked at her and laughed. "If my sister Fre- derlca were here," he explained, "she would warn you that now was the time for you to ask me if I'd been to see Maude Adams or something like that. She smiled In a sort of contented amusement. Then the smile trans muted Itself Into a look of thoughtful srnvltv. and there was a long silence which, though It puzzled him, he made no move to break; At last she nulled in a long breath, turned straight to him, and said: "I wish you'd tell me what happened to you." And, under the compelling sincerity of her, for the next two hours and a half, or thereabouts, he did told it as he had never told it before. lie told her how he had started at the foot of the ladder In ono of the big successful firms of what he called "client caretakers." He told of his discovery of a real legal problem and of the passionate enthusiasm with which he had attacked it, the thrill ing weeks of labor he had put upon It. And then he told her how the head of the firm, an old friend of his fu t tier's, hud called him In and said the work he had done was very remark able, but, unfortunately, not profitable to the firm, the whole amount Involved in the case having been some twenty dollars. In other words, he was fired. He told her how he'd got in with an altruistic bunch the City Ilomes association. And from the way he told of his labors In drafting a new city ordinance, she felt that It must have been one of the most fascinat ing occupations In the world, un til he told her how It had drawn him Into politics, and then how after an election a tev state's attorney had of fered him a position on his stuff of assistants. In a sense, of course, It was true thot he had, as Frederlca would have put It, forgotten she was there. The girl knew he had forgotten, nnd her only discomfort came from the fwr that the spell might be broken Copyright 1916, Bobbs-Merrill Co. MARRIAGE HAD BEEN MADE TO RODNEY ALDRICH, HE FOLLOWING IT UP-ROSE SURPRISES HER MOTHER and he might remember suddenly and stop. In the deeper sense and she was breathlessly conscious of this, too he hadn't forgotten she was there. lie was telling It all because she was there because she was herself and nobody else. She knew though how, she couldn't have explained with that Intuitive certainty which is the only real certainty there is, thot the story couldn't have been evoked from him In Just that way by anyone else In the world. At the end of two years In tho state's attorney's ofllce, he told her, he figured he had his training and was ivndy to begin. "I made Just one resolution when I hung out my shingle," he said, "and that was that no matter how few cases I got. I wouldn't take ony that weren't Interesting that didn't give me something to bite on. I wasn't willing to be bored for any reward they hud to offer me. It's cynical to be bored. It's tho worst Immorality there Is. Well, and I never have been." It wasn't all autobiographical and narrative. There was a lot of his deep-breuthing, spacious philosophy of life mixed up In it. And this the girl, consciously and deliberately, provoked. It didn't need much. She said something about discipline and he snatched the word away from her. "What Is discipline? 'Why, It's standing the gaff standing it, not submitting to it. It's accepting the facts of life of your own life, as they happen to be. It Isn't being conquer ed by them. It's not making masters of them, but servants to the underly Ing things you want." Sha tried to make a reservation there suppose the things you wanted weren't good things? Hut he wouldn't allow It. "What ever they ore," he insisted, "your de sires are the only motive forces you've got. No matter how fine your Intelligence Is, It can't ride anywhere except on the back of your own passions. Learn to ride them control them spur them. But don't forget that they're you Just as essentially as tho rider Is." It was with a curiously relaxed body, her chin cradled In the crook of her arm, which lay along the back of the couch, her eyes unfocused on the window, that the girl listened with more and more poignantly vivid con sciousness of the man himself, the driving power of hlin, of something carelessly exultant In his own strength. She got to thinking of the flight of a great bird wheeling up higher and higher on his powerful wings. Sud denly nnd to her consternation, she felt her eyes flushing up with tears. She tried to blink them away, but they came too fast. Presently he dropped short In his walk stopped talking, with n gasp, In the middle of a sentence, and looked Into her face. She couldn't see "What Is Discipline? Why, It's Stand' Ing the Gail" hlin clenrly, but she saw his hnnfls clench and heard him draw a long hrenth. Then he turned abruptly and walked to the window and for a mor tal, endless minute there was a silence. Something happened during that moment while he stood looking Into her tear-flushed eyes something mo mentous critical which no previous experience In her life hnd prepnred her for. And t had happened to hlin. too, His silhouette as he stood there with his hands clenched, between her and the window, Bhowed her that. What underlay her quiet was won der nnd fenr, and more deeply still, a sort of cosmic contentment the ncqul escence of a swimmer In the still, lr resistible current of a mighty river. - It was distinctly a relief to her when her mother came in and, presently, Por tia. She Introduced hlin to them, nnd then dropped out of the conversation altogether. As If It were a long way off, she heard him retailing last night's adventure and expressing his regret that he hudn't taken her to hlo sister to be dried out, before bo sent her home. She was aware thot Portia stole a look at her In a puzzled, penetrating sort of way every now and then, but didn't concern herself as to tho basis of her curiosity. It wasn't until he rose to go that she nroused herself and went with hlin Into the hall. There, after he'd got Into his overcoat and hooked his stick over his arm, he held out his hand to her In formal leave-taking. Only It didn't turn out that way. For the effect of that wrtrm, lithe grip flew Its ling In both their faces. "You're such a wonder," he said. She smiled. "So are y-you." It was the first time she had ever stammered In her life. When she came bock Into the sit ting-room, she found Portia Inclined to be severe. "Did you nsk him to come again?" sho wanted to know. Kose smiled. "I never thought of It," she sold. "Perhaps It's Just as well," said Portia. "Did you have nnythlng nt all to say to hlin before we cume home, or were you like that all the while? How long ago did he come?" "I don't know," suld Itose behind a very reul yawn. "I was asleep on the couch when he came In. Thnt's why I was dressed like this." And then she said she was hungry. There wasn't, on the whole, a hap pier person in the world at that mo ment. But Rodney Aldrlch, pounding along at five miles an hour, in a direc tion left to chance, was not hoppy. Or, if he was, he didn't know It. He couldn't yield Instantly, and easily, to his Intuitions, as Itoso had done. He felt that he must think felt thnt he had never stood In such need of coot, level consideration as nt this moment But the process was Impossible. Anyway, It was a remark Frederlca hud modo last night that gave him something to hold on by. Murrlnge, she had said, was an adventure of which no amount of coutlous thought taken In advance could modify tho es sential adventurousncss. - There was no doubt In tils mind thnt marrluge with that girl would be a more won derful adventure than anyone hnd ever had in the world. CHAPTER IV. How It Struck Portia. It was Just a fortnight luter that Uose told her mother she was going to marry Uodney Aldrlch, thereby giving thot lady a greater shock of surprise than, hitherto, she hud ex perienced In the sixty years of a tolerably eventful life. Itose found her neatly writing a paper at the boudoir desk In the little room she called her den. Mrs. Stanton sold, "What, dear?" Indifferently enough, Just In mechani cal responso of the matter-of-fact in flection of Rosalind's voice. Then she laid down her pen, smiled in a puzzled way up into her daughter's face, and added: "My ears must have played me a funny trick. What did you say?" Uose repeated : "Rodney Aldrlch and I ore going to be married." But when she saw a look of painful Incomprehension in her mother's face, she sut down on the arm of the chair, slid a strong arm around the fragile figure, and hugged It up against her self. "I suppose," she observed con tritely, "that I aught to have broken It more gradually. But I never think of things like that" As well os she could, her mother resisted the embrace. "I can't be lieve," she said, gripping the edge of her desk with both hands, "that you would Jest about a solemn subject like that, Uose, and yet It's lucredible . . .1" The mother freed herself from the girl's embrace, rose, and walked away to another chair. "If you 11 talk rationally and seriously, my dear," she sold, "we can continue tho converse tlon. But this flippant, rather vulgar tone you're taking, pains me very much." Tho girl flushed to the hnlr. "I didn't know I was being flippant and vulgnr," she said. "I didn't mean to be. I wa Just trying to tell you all about It" "You've told me," suld her mother, "thot Mr. Aldrlch lias asked you to marry him and that you've consented. It seems to me you have done so hastily and thoughtlessly. Bo's told you he loves you, I've no doubt, but I don't see how It's possible for you to feel sure on such short acquaint a nee." "Why, of courso he's told me," Rose said a little bewildered. "He can't help telling me all the time, any more than I can help telling him. We're rather mad about each othr, really. I think he's the most wonderful per son In the world, and" sho smiled a little uncertainly "he thinks I am But we've tried to be sensible about it, and think it out rcusosiabljr. He said he coutdn't guarantee that we'd he happy; that no pair of people could he sure, of that till they'd tried. But, ho said, It looked to him like the most wonderful, magnificent adventure In tho world, and asked if it looked to me like that, und I suld it did. Be am ho It's true. It's the only thing In the world that seems worth bother ing about. And we both think though of course we can't bo sure we're thinking straight thnt we've got a good chance to make it go." Even her mother's bewildered ears couldn't distrust the sincerity with which the girl bad spoken. But this only increased the bewilderment. She hud listened with a sort of incredu lous distaste she couldn't keep her face from showing, and at last she had to wipe away her tears. At that Rose came over to her, dropped on the floor at her knees, and embraced her. "I guess perhaps I un derstand, mother," she said. "I didn't realize you've always been so In tellectual and advanced that you'd feel that way about it bo shocked be cnuso I hadn't pretended not to care for him, and been shy nnd coy" in spite of herself, her volco got an edge of humor in it "and a startled fawn, you know, running away, but Just not fast enough so that ho wouldn't come running after and think he'd made a wonderful conquest by catching me at Inst. But a mun like Uodney Aldrlch wouldn't plead and protest, mother. Ho wouldn't wunt me unless I wanted hlin Just as much." It w as a long time before her mother spoke, and when she did, she spoke "I Guess Perhaps I Understand, Mother." humbly resignedly, as If admitting that the situation wus beyond her powers. "It's the one need of a woman's life, Rose, dear," sho suld, "the corner stone of all her happiness, that her husband, as you say, vnnts' her. Doubt of It Is the one thing thnt will have the power to make her bitterly unhappy. That's why It seems to me so terribly necessary that she be sure about it before It's too late." "Yes, of course," suld Rose. "But that's true of tho man, too, isn't it? Otherwise, where's the equality?" Her mother couldn't answer that ex cept with a long sigh. Ever since babyhood, Rose had been devoted, by all her mother's plans and hopes, to the furtherance of the cause of women, whoso ardent champion she herself hod always been. For Itose not Portia, was tho devoted one. Tho elder daughter had been born at a time when her own activities were at their height As Portia her- Bclf had said, when she and her two brothers were little, their mother had been too busy to luxuriate In them very much; and, during those early, and possibly suggestible, years, Portia had been suffered to grow up, as it were, by herself. Sho expected Rose to marry, of course. But in her day-dreams It was to be one of Rose's converts to the cause. Certainly Rodney Aldrlch, who, as Rose outrageously had boasted, rolled her In tho dust and tramped all over her in the courso of their argu ments, presented a violent contrast to the Ideal husband she had selected. In deed, It would be hard to think of him as anything but tho rock on which her whole ambition for the girl would be shattered. That night, during the process of getting ready for bed, Rose put on a bathrobe, picked up her hairbrush, and went into Portia's room. Portia, much quicker always about such mat ters, was already upon the point of turning out the light but guessing what her sister wanted, she stacked her pillows, climbed into bed and set tled back for a chat "I hope," Rose began, "that you're really pleased about it Because moth er isn't She's terribly unhappy. Do you suppose it's because she thinks Pve well, sort of deserted her, In not going on and being a lawyer and all that?" "Oh, perhaps," said Portia, Indlffer ently. "I wouldn't worry about that though. Because really, child, you had no more chance of growing up to bo a lawyer and a leader of the 'cause' than I have of getting to be a brlga dler-general." Rose stopped brushing her hair and demanded to be told why not She had been getting on all right up to now. hadn't she? "Why, Just think," sold Portia1, "what mother herself had gone through when she was your age; put herself through college because her futher didn't believe In 'higher education' practically disowned her. Shod taught six months in that awful school remember? Sho was used to being nhuscd and ridiculed. And sho was working hard enough to have killed n camel. But you I . . . Why, lumb. you never really had to do any thing In your life. If you folt like It all right and equally all right if yon didn't You've never been hurt never even been frightened. Yon wouldn't know what they felt like. And tho result Is . . ." Portia eyed her thoughtfully. "The result Is," she concluded, "that you have grown Into a big, splen did, fearless, confiding creature, that It's perfectly Inevitable some man like Uodney Aldrlch would go straight out of his head uhout. And there you are I" A troubled, questioning look came into tne younger sister's eyes. "I've been lazy and selfish, I know," she suld. "Perhups more than I thought I haven't meant to be. But ... do you think I'm any good at all?" "Thnt's the real injustice to It" said Portia; "that you are. You've stayed big and simple. It couldn't possibly occur to you now to say to yourself : 'Poor old Portia I She's al ways been jeulous because mother liked mo best, and now she's Just green with envy because I'm going to marry Rodney Aldrlch.'" She wouldn't stop to hear Roso's protest "I know it couldn't," she went on. "Thut's what I say. And yet there's more than a little truth in it, I supposo. Oh, I don't mean I'm sorry you're going to be happy I be lieve you are, you know. I'm Just a little sorry for myself. Here I stay, grinding along, wondering what it's all about and whut after all's the use . . . While you, you bubyl are go ing to find out" Portia begun unpacking her pillows. "Open my window, will you? There! Now, kiss me and run along to by-byl And forget my nonsense." The wedding was set for the first week In June. And tne decision, in stantly acquiesced In by everybody, was that It was to be as quiet as strictly a family affair as possible. Indeed, tho notion of even a simple wedding Into the Aldrlch family left Portia rather aghast. But this feeling was largely alloyed by Frederlco's first call. Being a cele brated beauty and a person of great sotinl consequence, didn't, It nppenred, prevent one from being human nnd simple-mannered and altogether de lightful to havo about She was so competent, too, and intelligent (Uoso didn't see why Portia should And any thing extraordinary In all this. Wasn't sho Uodney's sister?) thnt her conquest of tho Stnnton fumlly was Instuntuneous. They didn't suspect thnt It was deliberate. Rodney hnd mado his great an nouncement to her, characteristically, over tho telephone, from his ofllce. "Do you remember asking me, Freddy, two or three weeks ago, who Rosalind Stanton was? Well, site's the girl I'm going to ninrry." And so, the "real adventure" of marriage begins for Rose Stanton. You'll find the next installment of extraordinary in terest (TO UK CONTINUED.) WAS MODEL FOR "PEER GYNT" Ibsen Inspired In Creating Masterpiece Partly by an Eccentrio Young Dane. Thero nro many models back ot "Peer Gynt," nnd among them a young Dnne. Ibsen met the young man fre quently In Italy. He was a peculiarly conceited and affected young murrer, Georg Brandos writes In tho Century Mnrrnzlne. Ho used to tell tho Italian girls at Ischla and Capri that his futher, a schoolteacher In reality, was the best friend of the klnc of Denmark, and thnt he himself was one of the great est men In Denmark. To prove tins, ho often nnnenrod In entire suits of white satin. Ho colled himself n poet but could flud poctlcnl inspiration ouiy In tho wilderness or in desolate, dreary Rpots. Bo once went to Crete to wTlte, he suld, a great drama of tragedy. He returned, however, without having ac complished his purpose. He averred that ho could feel tragic emotion only In the mountains, and lived in self- delusion and illusion. Somo of his characteristics hove passed In "Peer Gynt." Otherwise "Peer Gynt" Is supposed to bo an in cnrnntlon of Norwegian foibles. Teer's Ilea nro not really falsehoods. II this Implies the Intention to deceive others. They are rather self-deceptions. Peer Gynt" has something In common with Cervantes' "Don Quixote," and Is more closely related to Daudet's "Turtarln." Height of a Camera. A safe rulo In most cases, Is to have the camera at such a height that tho lens is about level with the eves of a nerson of average height, standing. This implies that most tri pod stands, all ultra portable ones, are too short In the leg, as even those which allow the camera to be at this height only do so when the feet are so near together that the stand Is unstable. With lenses of short focus It Is usually advantageous, especially In interior work, to have the camera lower, while with very long locus lenses it may be higher to avoid a foreshortening of the ground. In the case of domestic Interiors, It Is im portant to have the lens well above the level of a tublo top, as the effect of tho furniture seen from a lower viewpoint will be unsatisfactory. Blind Children Learn. Here is nn original method used to teach a little blind child her alphabet that I hope may help other mothers who have little ones afillcted with the some handlcnp. Use the raised letters from old felt pennnnts nnd pnsto on four pieces of cardboard. Dividing the alphabet into four parts prevent the child from trying to learn too many letters at once. When the alphabet Is mastered, the letters can then be mode Into words and put on smull card boards. Tho little one's touch soon learns to distinguish between letters and it U Interesting to note how soon It grasps both letters and words. Warned. "Robert," sold his teocher, sternly, "you are Incorrigible. I shall certainly have to ask your father to come and see me." "Better not do that teach er," responded the doctor's son; "pop charges two dollars a visit" Temperance H inn "T IT i --s (Conducted by the National Woman's Christian Temperance Union.) THIS FROM "COLLIERS'". In a few years the statisticians ought to hnve some curves showing whut no booze really means to our big cities. Under decent und good government the results are sturtllngly similar. For example, here are Seat tle and Birmingham In opposite cor ners of the United States, different in almost every detull of ruchil make-up, business Interests, etc., but both tell ing the eumo "dry" tule. About one half as ninny 'arrests, fewer murders nnd suicides, but more bank clearings, less fire and more building, Increased trade and emptied Jails such are a few of tho items. The drug problem Is easier because whisky hasn't done any subsoil plowing for It. These fucts, and more like 'em, are noted by such papers as the Manufacturers' Record and by keen business men who wonder now why on earth they ever thought prohibition would hurt busi ness. (Probably they hud rend It In the liquor ads!) The sameness is tiresome except to those who like to note -social progress, and to the un fortunnte women and kids who some times wonder drearily how long It will bo before their homes, too, are in out of tho wet WHICH SHALL WE BELIEVE? The liquor Interests continue to send broadcast false statements concerning conditions in dry stntys. This Is one of them : "In Colorado 55,000 were rendered Jobless by prohibition; they glutted the labor market; Industrial condi tions became chaotic; wages were re duced ; thousands were thrown on pub lic charity." The Colorado state labor commis sioner, Mr. Alex Swanson, thus re plies: "Prohibition did not make 55,000 Job less. When the 2,000 Colorado sa loons closed some 10,000 persons were affected. This number Included bar tenders, porters, waiters, brewery workers, etc. They were quickly as similated in other lines. There wus no glutting of the labor market Our great trouble has been to get men enough for the Jobs. Wnges hnve not been going up. Thousands were not thrown upon public chnrlty. Perhaps a few saloon hnngers-on were, whe would not work anyway. You will al ways find such In any town. There nre more demands for men to fill the jobs since prohibition than there are men to fill the Jobs." WHY GRANGERS ARE DRY. "Tho answer Is easy to give," says Mr. L. J. Tabor, master of tho Ohio State Grange, explaining why the farineis ore active in the fight for state-wide nnd nation-wide prohibi tion. "The grange Is a constructive forward-looking organization. The first plunk In the grange platform is not more money for the farmer, but better men and women on the farms nnd In America. This high purpose leaves but one course of action that tho grange could possibly take In a moral issue. It must be on the right side of the question. "The grange, stnte nnd national, is for absolute prohibition, not for fa nntlcnl or sentimental reasons, but be muse common sense nnd the cold facts In the case conclusively demon strate that while the saloon Is the greatest enemy of the church nnd the home, it Is also a great enemy of ru ral progress, of national development and the best things In life." CRIME AND ALCOHOL. In granting prohntlon to offenders, California courts require that the de fendant shall, during the probationary period, "absolutely and totnjly refrain and desist from the use of Intoxicating liquors In any form." If this provision could come before the mnn committed crime, would It not net us a preven tive? LIQUOR GETS NO JOBS. No man ever held a Job because of his capacity to use liquor, and no man was ever given one becnuse he was fond of John Bnrlcycorn. 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"It acorns thnt the people In nn tlons on short rations are not follow ing the usual order." "What Is that?" "They nre whining but not dining." She's Found a Place to Start. "Now thnt we nre nt war we shall have to practice rigid economy." "All right, my dear, I looked nt your last year's hat this morning nnd I nm sure it will do again for this summer. A Babylonian Epic In the midst of It all, a mnn In Thiln delphln, n professor, Is calmly trans lating a Itubylonlan epic. lie has be fore him certain tablets which were burled In Mesopotnmlnn ground thou aiuuls of years ago, upon which, In (lie time of Abraham, certain queer cone Fhuped characters were Inscribed. Not ninny yenrs ago the key to these char acters wns discovered, In the form of an Inscription In two languages, one of which wns known, nnd the meaning of tho queer diameters slowly emerged. The Philadelphia professor has discovered that the tablets bear nn epic poem. Ho is trnnslntlng tho epic nnd finds It to be the story of the way In which a hnlf-bnrbnrous chief tain, named Knkldu, wns redeemed from a career of tyranny nnd violence by the love of a woman. And day after day, while the papers nre full of woes and wickedness, nnd the drums of war bent on tho streets, Indifferent to all tho uproar this patient man goes on trnnslntlng Into good English the poem of Knkldu nnd his love. ECONOMY GOOD LIVING is excellently at tained by adding 1 1 .1 to the daily menu a ration o Grape-Nuts Goodness Ener gyEase of Di- fjestion Excel ent Flavor are all found in this truly remarkable wheat and barley food.
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