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Brady's daugh- ter Uenora interests Dale, who lives alone with his father, fi CHAPTER II—Dr. Farwell meets the rnerrtbers of his congregation personally, ac- cepts their tributes, but refuses to be im- pressed by the banker's family, the Marble- -stones, whose daughter Evelyn obviously sets her cap for Dale. Meanwhile the worn- .en of the 1 town are curious about the mys- tery of the Farwelis' womanless housekeep- ing, and Abbie Erown attempts to get be- yond the parlor by bringing the men a pan of home-iri&de doughnuts. In the privacy of his room Dale has enshrined a picture of a beautiful woman, inscribed in childish let- tering \Elaine.\ CHAPTER in—The Marblestones invite the Farwelis to dinner with Cassius Brady. Lenora, known as \Lee is away 'at the time with her mo'ther. who is in poor health. At the dinner Evelyn monopolizes Dale, who tells her of his geological ambitions. He also tells her he has only one- friend in Lo- cust Hill, and she is Lee Brady. Marble- .stone bluntly quizzes Farwell about his womanless menage. Brady attempts to di- vert the conversation and ttie minister then admits that the housekeeping arrangements are temporary, to be relieved shortly by the ^arrival of a hired housekeeper. CHAPTER IV—Constable Kerney is per- turbed by the arrival on the train of a suspicious-looking little man and shadowi him. He is further mystified when the stranger goes to the parsonage. There the newcomer is warmly greeted as \Pink\ Mulgrew and takes up his duties as house- keeper, adding to the town's speculation. On the return of Mrs. Brady and her daughter to Locust Hill. Dale callsi and is won im- mediately by Mrs. Brady's delicate charm. W \ CHAPTER V—Evelyn Marblestone givei a. party in honor of Dale and is obviously annoyed at Ms,marked attentions to Lee. Lee has been escorted to the party by Pliny Mofehea'd, a young man for whom Dale forms an\ immediate dislike. Later, Dale takes Lee for a drive around historical spots in which he has a student's interest, and he confid6s-4n her his ideal of Elaine, his moth- er, who died when he was barely more than a-baby and who is still deeply mourned by his father. Lee is sympathetic and under- standing and the two are drawn more close- ly together. fc • . - CHAPTER VI—Dr. Farwell invites the Marblestones to his first formal dinner. Dale'lias, already accepted an invitation to attend a birthday party in honor of Lee, but his father sternly insists that he stay at home and help entertain^the Marblestones., Lee, although understanding, is hurt, and Dale spends a miserable evening. Against his Will. Dr. Farwell is prevailed upon to TJlay~ tEe piano and later exacts from Dale a'taomise never to make it necessary again. When the • Marblestones go home. Dale drives over to the Brady's and finds Pliny Mofchead's car out in front. CHAPTER VII—Evelyn hurries to ten Lee the details of the Farwelis' dinner. Ab- bie Brown's curiosity is heightened by a sight of the party and she calls on Pink in the Farwelis absence, ostensibly to recov- er her doughnut pan. She leads him on to talk of the Farwelis. Pink tells her he has •neyer seen Mrs. Farwell, that Dr. Farwell saved his life in the World war, that he himself is a former lightweight prizefighter. Too late. Pink realizes he has said too much to the town gossip. Dale, anxious to see Lee and make amends, is defeated in his S urpose by his father's out-of-town speak- lg engagement. CHAPTER Vm—Pink, finding the dough- nut pan left behind, returns it to Abbie, but flees from meeting her mother, realizing^the women's gossip curiosity. Meanwhile, Dale calls on Lee and after a preliminary cool- ness on her part, confides his plans to return to college after Christmas to assist Dr. Payne, head of the geology department. The yo.ung couple exchange Christmas presents, Dale's being a picture reminiscent of their trip around the historical countryside. CHAPTER DC—Marblestone, urged by his daughter, offers Dale a position in the bank and confides the news to Brady. Dale prom- •ises to consider the offer and keeps it secret. Dale is roused from sleep by a phone call from Lee, anxious about her mother and j 'father, whose empty car has been found on .the road to Trenton whither they went on a 'secret business trip. Dale drives her there, | where they find Brady in a hospital as the result of an accident. Mrs. Brady is uzlhurt. CHAPTER X—Over their coffee on their return, Lee and Dale discover their mutual [loye. Pink advises Dale hot to tell his fa- jther of the romance yet, but when he finds Lee's family warmly approving, he decides tell his father that night he roust te CHAPTER XI—Dr. Farwell's first reac- tion is disappointment, because nt Dale's career, but the sensible stand of waiting pleases him, and he wishes him happiness. Back at the university, Dale is recommend- ed by Dr. Payne for a geological survey in northern Ontario, backed by a man named Wade Kelsey, and agrees to go-early in the summer. CHAPTER XII—Dale hurries home to tell his father and Lee. Driving with Lee,! he hears the news that Evelyn and her rhothe'r are abroad, and that Pliny Morehead now has the proffered job at the bank. \But you would havel\ Dale ex- claimed harshly. \Can't you see what you've let me do. to—to some-* body? I can take it. But Lee.\ He made ah effort to control himself. \I think there is only one thing I would ever like to know from you.''. Dale's voice was curiously calm. \You have let me live a lie. Why did you try so hard to make me believe that my mother . . .'* He could not finish it, \Because your mother was good) Dale. The sin was mine.. Never hers. Wait—where are. you going?\ \I don't know,\ Dale flung himself out. Of the study. The door closed behind hfiti with l a crash. A few Strides' took' him • into his own room where fee paused, looking about With a; :#§:-/ carit stare as if he had found fcim* self in a strange place. . His eyes fell ugon the picttite\ <# his mother hanging in tBe ciiMti&f niche. Very slowly he appfoadhea the one-time shriney detached the photograph from #e wall, held it cslenched in his twi> hands, A £#• den wrench and! thfi-friMe WaJSf pulled apart, its'glass fell ted shattered on the ba*e floor Umdil Dale took one lingering look at the portrait, lifted it and held it for an instant against his cheek. Very gently he laid it on the shelf. He left the room, walking quietly. This time, he sought the rear stairway. \Kid! Wait a minute.\ There was Pink, barring the out- er door of the kitchen with his small frame. Deep shadows filled the J\ 00113 - -,JS Wff- \Get out of the way,.\ *\* J ^' \Don't be like that, kid. I know. Where you goin'?\ \Anywhere.\ . ' 4 Pink followed Dale as far a s the back porch and watched him hurry swiftly through the dusk. He made his way back into the darkened' house with a heavy heart. Then he stepped into the parlor and listened attentively. From overhead came the sound of footfalls pacing back and forth. An hour later Pink was in the kitchen adjusting his tie before a small mirror. He had changedinto his checked suit and the ceremonial derby was on the back of his head.\ \I ain't a-goin' to get thanked none for this, either,\ he muttered to his reflection. Lee Brady sat alone in the swing that \hung in a shadowy corner of the front porch. When her vigil was rewarded by the sound of ap- proaching steps from'the street, she hurried forward with a low word of greeting—halted in confusion. A small man stood below her, hat in hand. \Oh , . . Mr. Mulgrew. Won't you come up? I was expecting Dale. Is—did he send me a message?\ \No'm he didn't.\ Pink ascended the steps, and glanced about uncer- tainly. \I want to talk to you a minute. You see, Miss Lee, I don't know you so very good. But you al- ways struck me as bein'- pretty square. Of course, I'm wise to-you and the kid. I'm the first one he spilled it to. You're pretty strong for him, too. I'm wondering just how much you'd dp for him if he was in a jam.\ \Is Dale in trouble? Oh, please tell me what it is, Pink!\ \ 'Fraid he is. The kid's goin' to try and kill me when he finds I come here. But somebody's got to do somethin' for him and you're the only one I know who can bring him around.\ \You can tell me, Pink. There is nothing in the world I wouldn't do for Dale.\ \Well then . . . Miss Lee, I'm a lot older'n you. It's a queer world any way you want to look at it. Did you ever stop to figure that when a guy climbs through the ropes,, he—well, he don't have such a hell of a lot to say about it. He goes to his corner and Waits for the gong. Sometimes, just some- times, I say, the match is fixed ahead of time. Wonder if you get that . . .\ \You mean,\ Lee hazarded in a low voice, \that something hap- pened to Dale. Something that wasn't his fault at all.\ \Yeah. His bout was fixed. That's it.\ \I . . .1 think I .know what you're trying to tell me, Pink,\ Lee-said after a little. \I'm thinking of Dale. JSothjiig else matters.\ \You mean it, Miss Lee? You mean you stick by what you said—• about dbin' anything for the kid?\ \Yes Pink. Anything.\ \Gawd I Excuse me, Miss Lee. You're actin* awful white about it. I know what sent the kid down for the count today. He was think- in' about you. , What it was goin' to do to you. I know that, same as, if he'd told me.\ . -\What can we do, Pink? You and I?\ Lee asked soberly. \That's: a .tough one,\. Mulgrew adriiitted-morosely. ''I can't drag the'dominie into-#iis so much. _ You see, he told me the whole thing »' long time .ago. You gotta take my word for i t he had his .reasons: for never tellin' the kid. ,/Until today i . . You see-^well the kid is tellin' the. dominie all about his new job. When he gets around to sayin' the name of the boss . . .\ \Never mind, Pink. I can guess.\ \You're one ahead of me all the time. Can you beat that one? Twen- ty years and never a word of the guy.\ And then right outof a clear sky, like I said. Worse'n a story book.\ \Where is Dale?\ \Can't say for sure. He walked out. I tried to stop him. It woulda meant a fight. I didn't have the heart to smear' him. Maybe I should, at that.\ \But \suppose he doesn't come back! Pink, he told me all about his mother. I know as well as you do what this is doing to him. We must help him! We must find him! And you don't know where he is \Maybe I don't. But it don't stop me from havin' a good guess. If you say you want him, I'll dig him up. That's a promise,. Miss Lee.\ \Oh is it, Pink? I'll wait. Until tomorrow. You won't fail me!\ \Not a chance. Not a chance.\ CHAPTER XIV Dale pushed on. His torturing reflections did not drive him as far afield as Pinki suspected. He made his way out over a road that passed a woodland patch not far from the town limit.. It was dark among the trees. Grate- fully dark. There was nearness of rain in the* unseasonable warmth. Dale vaulted a fence and stum- bled through the crackling under- brush, heedless of briars that caught and tore at his knees in passing. When he found himself in a small clearing, safe from the prying gleam of hurrying car lamps, he flung himself to the ground under a tree. Alone at last with his seething thoughts. So far, there had been only the wild urge to escape. From every- thing. Everybody. A vague real- ization that he must give battle to life, reach a decision of sort. But his brain refused to function. He crouched alone in a mad upside- down world. Hands clenched in an- guish. Host to a stormy panorama of distorted images. '•flirffci' :*M>ifo M^<i»tdi**!*r admitted morosely. Through it all, over it all, the name he had been unable to force from his lips back there in the study. How long ago. That was the memory his battered conscious- ness desired most of all to crush. Even as his fingers tried to muti- late the tangible evidence and failed. s Elaine. Elaine. Her face watching him through all this nightmare. It would not be blotted out. No matter how he beat at it with his bare heart. ^ j That hurrying maddening proces- j sion, swinging past his staring eyes. Where was the end? I • A host of puzzling shadows forg- ing by. Taking shape at last. Those were pennons streaming from bob- bing lance tips. Clearer. The half- forgotten game of dreams. Old guests of the Table Round. Men- at-arms astride their phantom charges. Bearings in confused masses of color. A pageant without voice or hoofbeat. Heralds with mute trumpets. And ever present in the motley of mail, a lone rider. Coming out again, hidden behind arms that bore no device. Blank. The shield argent. Dale's arm was upflung across his face to shut away the picture. He rolled over and pressed his eyes deep among the dead leaves. Sobs broke from him. - \Elaine.\ When that first storm had spent itself* the boy who had been Dale Farwell roused and stared dully at his surroundings. At the trees loom- ing darkly on. all sides. It was the same wbrld he had seen slip from beneath.his feet. He still was in it, if no longer of it. For' the moment his mind re- fused to recognize the present or fUtu*e* Hehmtist go back, a little, reconstruct his ehaosi Adjust him*-: self to a perspective of some 'sort. SloWly, matters -.'began 'to right theiiiselvies ift his numb. brain. It came Back to'him.hcw his fa- 'ther i \ ','• . • i; '. • ;Thgt was it, He hgd rip father. Bwt he \diid ! M$ ; w&s: tiie son of W^yd; ISelsey. £hat should-have •'beep, 'his- 1 'a%Rii;, A 'io| !ij ::Ni?''ri|ht' , to that pthe* of which he had been m ptfoud. who was,Jonathan Far- - isrellf 0lt% his molher'j-i husband, 4 ftiaii v$b h$j| been kind to him for her-sate; 'trtad/he?' . • iPbis man of God, who stood up on e?»eh Sunday and;toidl people how to 1 b> jfobd, iiiva rightqpus Jives, hale Sin. And he let nn<^ live..-{his li#. If6 lived: it»*ioo. im?i Why? ',' ML., ihm •:,''years giving himself ' i& iU Wk : ot mM& S6fcuU \vVhaF Sfcbiit lite o'wja srotftf Wmi ifedtit * JNb; iise t^nto that out of his •'-*\&$?- l&iiter,- 'piejblnf. that mattered most of all He groaned Roftlv to himself She was waiting for him now- somewhere in th» soft dartojg. He had promised. His last words had told her that noth ng could ever keep them apart. How could he eve? tell her? He-couldn't. Never to see her again : • . ' What-would they tell her when she called the parsonage? >hat would he say in the message he must send before he went away from all this. That he had made a mistake? Inat she must try to-forget? To have to hurt her so. No right even to look at her. Never to hold her close . , . The warm perfume of.her hair . . . He couldn't stand this. If only he could start on that trip to the wilderness. Bury himself forever. Another dream shattered. He nev- er wanted to see that man. Hear | his name. DidnH dare see him. j There were other wildernesses. He would find them. Only ask to be forgotten. No riding out with colors now ... The clouds lowered. Rain drops rattled ' sharply on the leaves, drummed sullenly, died with re- luctant drippings. A few pale stars struggled out to watch the dim form huddled close to its protecting tree- Dale rose painfully to his feet. Blundered on. Deeper into the woods. ' Pink Mulgrew stood watch alone in his kitchen until the first streaks of dawn tinged the east and Albert Hickman arrived with a clink of ! milk bottles. Pink had passed the ! hours' tipped back in a chair, heels | resting on the table as he sat star- i ing at the wall 0 and lighting one ; cigarette., after the other. I He had gone several times to the back porch to peer into the darkness I and to listen. Then into the parlor, ! only to hear that monotonous pac- ing overhead. When the clock chimed four, Pink flipped a half-smoked cigarette into the sink, rose and bathed his face in cold water. . \I'll be goin' nuts my- self, if this thing keeps up much longer,\ he grumbled, smoothing back his hair with wet hands. A moment later, he rapped hesi- tatingly on the knob and peered cautiously into the room. The light still burned. Jonathan Farwell, his face drawn and hag- gard and suddenly old, turned to face his visitor. \Dale has not come back,\ were his first words.. \Not yet, Dominie.\ \I have lost him too,\ Farwell offered in a curiously flat voice. \Gone.\ The finality stirred Mul- grew to action. \Talk sense!.\ he countered roughly. \You know that kid's, no quitter. Any more'n you. Sit down. Pull yourself together.\ • With unexpected docility the min- ister sank to a seat on the bed. House . and Home By Mary E. Dajue l rampant. Thorou When y<?u i j • Ugh «P« [good insecticide will , \ '. f T u porches *«* inside t l buy American cheese aq and there are lotions to v/' vou'knoV what to ask for in order to the skin that .are efW Z just what you want? If you Want Whites, eff %<i a mild soft cheese you will ask^r J^ uito b , ,^ .. fre8 h» cheese which-.* from three. ^ n „ g ^Wl days to six weeks old,, M you want. ^ bm^ theWw?^ mild cheese of rather firm texture you ^ means.are Ma': ask for \mild\ cheese which >S from,^^ a ««&, six weeks to three or .six months. is,sbofc}&ig, too. AM Fresh cheese always is rubbery and 0 ld> standby of bakW--r* 'spring. A full flavored cheese is. water. Bites,' sunbunr'^i known as \aged\ and is from Six aching feet and even fe months to a year old. A strong, «napv > alleviated if bathed in py cheese is railed \snappy\ and JS tion. . from one tr. two years old. ; . V att { p weather j s j>^. The Cheddar type is a closeitexture no matter how fi„ e i t •*' cheese and can be purchased in any ers of dressers, tables of the four forms mentioned above. ; stick in the finest of All types of cheese should be kept cause the sides and botJP under refrigeration at 'temperatures ers are frequently ttiadcf' not lower than 34 degrees F. , nor with little, finish, w hiclT : most susceptible to chan absorb Usually you can ^^ * rabbin P- nn ^«-- ^11 higher than 50 degree? F. Remember that cheese will strong odors so it should be kept in by rubbing parafme\ eril tiRhth closed containers and wrap- causing the trouble I „^m pings, AISO, certain kinds of cheese a coating of laundry & have- an odor that will be absorbed by If tfjiis treatment faiUte^ milk and butter, so again it's im'- •\difficulty shave ' down portant to keep all cheese closely cov* edge with a coarse file '*j ered. • , .a small plane, and then i We've had so much rain in some ing Of parafrne. This last* sections this year that -mosquitos are should permanently corr»r|i What Do You Knot About By FISHER ( BROWH ahd;NAT FALK lW«Af WAS ONE OF THE TREKUAE5•». BACK B y MARCO POLO ? Answers: }- v £* £* re * turn from his trav- vels he brought badcrTt-p3ir-xs1rSpcc^~ tades, given to him by a Mandarin, and reported that they were in gen- eral use in China. This was about 1270 AD. .utes to register temperature in il armpit. Sir Lauder Brunton rtel \\ihey.were » clumsy that opiflfl ried diem 'like a gun.\ Sir CRMJ AUbutt invented the modern;)' thermometer in 1868. 3. ,No/. Contortionists, or,ifj§j| spoken .-of -is having • douMgjjiM Continued Next Week. 2. Thermometers began to make „ their appearance in English hospitals • merely have longer !ifzni<*>«'tiftl about the time of our Civil War. the ends.otllte-Jiw*\* •'*•»$•pi They were about 10 inchrj l^-.i;, so elUm a'grtritr fr«^a(a •!?«$* : § Isrge in fact ilut it look Cv» oiifl. 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