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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (April 13, 1923)
ONE OF OURS B7 W'lLXA CATHER. Famous Nebraska Author. - ! (Continned from Y rater day.) SYNOPSIS. ( laud* Wheeler, living on a Nebraska raneh with his parents, left Temple col lege, denominational school at Lincoln, in his third year, In order that he might tend the home place while his father, Nat ; Wheeler, and younger brother, Ralph, spend most of their time on their Colo rado raneh. An older brother. Bay lisa, runs an implement store at Frankfort. In Lincoln Claude became close friend to the Erlich family, a motherly widow and five sons. Ernest Havel and Leonard Dawson, young farmers, are friends of Clauds. Claude declares his love for Enid Royce, daughter of Jason Royce, Frankfort mill er. Enid tells him marriage for them would not l>e the best thing. World war is < waging. Claude and his mother deeply interested in Lennon advance on France through Belgium. Claude feels the call of war. Enid and mother return from Michigan. Claude turns mind to building home on Wheeler land. H»» father and mother don’t approve of his choice of a wife. . — As soon sb the fall planting was done Claude got the well borers out from town to drill his new well, and while they were at work he began digging his cellar. He was building bis house on the level stretch beside' his father's timber claim because. | when he was a little boy, he had thought that grove of trees the most i .beautiful spot in the world. It was a square of about 30 acres, set out in ash and box-elder and cottonwoods, with a thick mulberry hedge on the south side. The trees had been neglected of late years, but If he lived there he could manage to trim them and care for them at odd mo ments. Every morning now he ran up In the Ford and worked at his cellar. He had heard that the deeper a cellar was, the better it was; and he meant that this one should be deep enough. One day Leonard Dawson stopped to see what progress he was making. Standing on the edge of the hole, he shouted to the lad who was sweating j below. "My Cod, Claude, what do you want ! of a cellar as deep as that? "When your wife takes a notion to go to < hina, you can open a trap door and drop her through!’’ Claude flung down his pick and ran Rare Raisin Pie —i» being baked for you by mas* ter baker* in your town. Ask grocers or neighborhood bake shop* to deliver one to try. Why bake at home?—you’ll agree that you don’t need to when you taste the pie they’re making with delicious Sun-Maid Raisins Had Tour Iron Today? _;_i up the ladder. "Enid's not going to have notions of that sort," he said wrathfully. "Well, you needn't get mad. I’m glad to hear it. I was sorry when the other girl went. It always looked to me like Enid had her face set for China, but I haven't seen her for a good while—not since before she went ofT to Michigan with the old lady.” After Leonard was gone, Claude re turned to his work, still out of humor. He was not altogether happy In hts mind about Enid. When he went down to the mill It w-as usually Mr. Royce. not Enid, who sought to de tain him, followed him down the path to the gate and seemed sorry to see him go. He could not blame Enid with any lack of interest in what he was doing. She talked and thought of nothing but the new house, and most of her suggestions were good. He often wished she would ask for something unreasonable and extrava gant. But she had no selfish whims and even insisted that the comfort able upstairs Sleeping room he had planned with such care should be re served for a guest chamber. As the house began to take shape, Enid came up often in her car, to watch its growth, to show Claude samples of wallpapers and draperies, or a design for a window seat she had cut from some magazine. There could he no question of her pride In every detail. The disappointing thing was that she seemed more interested in the house than in him. These months when they could be together as much as they pleased, she treated merely as a period of time in which they were buildin# a house. Everything would he ail right when they were married, Claude told him self. He believed In the transform ing power of marriage, as his mother believed in the miraculous effects of conversion. Marriage reduced all women to a common denominator; changed a cool, self-satisfied girl Into a loving and generous one. It was quite right that Enid should be un conscious now of eveiything that she was to be when she was hts wife. He told himself he wouldn't want it otherwise. But he was lonely, all the same. He lavished upon the little house the solicitude and cherishing care that Enid seemed not to need. He stood over the carpenters urging the great est nicety in the finish of closets and cupboards, the convenient placing of shelves, the exact joining of sills and casings. Often he stayed late in the evening, after the workmen with their noisy hoots had gone home to supper. He sat down on a rafter or on the skeleton of the upper porch and quite lost himself in brooding, in anticipation of things that seemed as far away as ever. The dying light, the quiet stars coining out, were friendly and sympathetic. One night a bird flew In and fluttered wildly about among the partitions, shrieking with fright before it darted out Into the dusk through one of the upper windows and found its way to free dom. When the carpenters were ready to put In the staircase, Claude telephoned Enid and asked her to come and show them just what height she wanted the steps made. His mother had al ways had to climb stairs that were too steep. Enid stopped her car at tlie Frankfort High school at 4 o'clock and persuaded Gladys Farmer to drive out with her. When they arrived thev found Claude working on the lattice enclo sure of the back porch. "Claude is like Jonah.” Enid laughed. "He wants to plant gourd vines here, so they will run over the lattice and make shade. I can think of other vines that might be more ornamental.” Claude put down his hammer and said coaxinglv: "Have you ever seen a gourd vine when if had something to climb on, Enid? You wouldn’t be lieve how pretty they are; big green leaves, and gourds and yellow blos soms hanging all over them at the same time. An old German woman who keeps a lunch counter at one of those stations on the road to Lin coln has them running up her back porch, and I’ve wanted to’ plant some ever since I first saw hers.” Enid smiled Indulgently. “Well. T suppose you'll let me have clematis for the front porch, anyway? The men are getting ready to leave, so we’d better see about the Bteps." After the workmen had gone, Claude took the girls upstairs by the ladder. They etnarged from a little entry Into a largo room which extended over both the front and hack parlors. The carpenters called It "the pool hall. There were two long windows, like doors, opening upon the porch roof, and in the sloping celling were two dormer windows, one looking north to the timber claim and the other South toward Lovely creek. Gladys at once felt a singular pleasantness about this chamber, empty and un plastered as it was. “What a lovely room!” she exclaimed. Claude took her up eagerly. "Don't you think so? You see it's my idea to have the second floor to ourselves, instead of cutting it up into little boxes as people usually do. We can come up here and forget the farm and the kitchen and all our troubles. I've made a big closet for each of us, and got everything just right. And now Enid wants to keep this room for preachers!” Enid laughed. "Not only for preach ers. Claude. For Gladys, when she comes to visit us—you see she likes it—and for your mother when she comes to spend a week and rest. I don’t think we ought to take the best room for ourselves." “Why not?” Claude argued hotly. “I'm building the whole house for our selves. Come out on the porch roof. Gladys. Isn't this fine for hot nights? I want to put a railing round and make this into a balcony, where we can have chairs and a hammock.” Gladys sat down on the low window sill. "Enid, you'd be foolish to keep this for a guest room. Nobody would ever enjoy it as much as you w-ould. You can see the whole country front here.” Eni^ siniled. but showed no sign of relenting. "Let's wait and watch the sun go down. Be careful. Claude. It makes me nervous to see you lying there.” He was stretched out on the edge of the room, one leg hanging over, and his head pillowed on his arm. The flat fields turned red, the distant windmills flashed white, and little rosy clouds appeured in the sky above them. s "If I make this into a balcony,” Claude murmured, “the peak of the roof will always throw a shadow oyer it in the afternoon, and at night the stars will be right overhead. It will he a fine place to sleep in harvest time.” "Oh, you could always come up here to sleep on a hot night,” Knid said quickly. "It wouldn't he the game.” They sat watching the light die out of the sky. and KnifJ and Gladys drew close together as the coolness of the autumn evening came on. The three friends were thinking about the same thing: and yet. if by some sorcery each had begun to speak his thoughts aloud, amazement and bitterness would have fallen upon all. Enid's reflections were the most blameless. The discussion about the guest room had reminded her of Brother Weldon. In September, on her way to Michi gan with Mrs. Royee, she had stopped for a day in Lincoln to take counsel with Arthur Weldon as to whether she ought to marry one whom she described to him as "an unsaved man.” Young Mr. Weldon approached tills subject with a cautious tread, but when he learned that the man in question was Claude Wheeler, he be came more partisan than w-as his wont. He seemed to think that her marrying Claude was the one way to reclaim him, and did not hesitate to say that the most important service devout girls could perform for the church was to bring promising young men to its support. Enid had been almost certain that Mr. Weldon would approve her course before she con sulted him. hut his concurrence always gratified her pride. Bhe told him that when she had a home of her own she would expect him to spend a part of his summer vacation there, and he blushingiy expressed his willing ness to do so. (To Be Continued.) Uncle Sam Says Round-Headed Apple Tree Borer. The apple tree has no more de structive enemy than the round headed apple tree borer. It la the grub of a rather large white and brown striped bettle, which usually requires from two to three years to complete its life cycle. Besides the apple, it attacks the quince and pear among cultivated fruits, and the wild crab, service, mountain ash, chokdberry, seedling apple, and some other wild or native trees. Tills booklet describes the insect In Its different stages, its habits and work, natural enemies, and the various methods of controlling it. Readers of The Omaha Bee may obtain a. copy of this booklet free as long as the free edition lasts by writ ing to the Division of Publications. Department of Agriculture, Washing ton, D. C., asking for "F. B. 875.” “Goo, Goo,” Says Baby When Parents Get Judge's Order J. L. LaBunte, 24, auto aalesman, 2112 Chicago street, said his wife had the temper of a tigress and Mrs. La Runte, 22, declared that her husband blew cigaret smoke In her face. Roth were telling Municipal Judge tVap plch yegterday the cause of their quar rel Wodnesday night. Mrs. l-aBunte carried their baby and as the judge told the couple to report to him on April 30 the infant remarked: “Goo, goo." “You're right,” affirmed the Judge. Marriage License Shows Muller's Change of Mind Elmer McNally and Mrs. Mary Hul ler took out a marriage license yes terday. McNally was divorced from his wife. Mrs. Duller was divorced from her husband, who runs a cafe at 1302 Douglas street. Duller was corespond ent in this suit At the time the divorces were grant ed McNally was asked if he would marry Mrs. Duller. De stated em phatically that he would not. 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The Gift Box. I watched a lady trimming a box Sha covered it with lovely brocade and trimmed it with bright ribbons i and sparkling favors. It was a very I attractive box. "What is it for?" I wanted to know. "It’s a gift box. Just to look at: Isn’t it pretty?” "Why, yes. But what's going in side of it?” "Nothing, really. I don't expect him to open it. He'll be content with looking at the beautiful outside of it, you see.” "But suppose you put a real gift inside it—he'd never find it would he?” "No. But why look inside of it? It’s just meant to be pretty and satis fy the hunger of beauty." "I doubt that it will satisfy any thing,” I retorted, for I have little love for fine boxes. I have seen so many lovely ones, so lovely that the children to whom they were given were so taken up with the form and the beauty and the cleverness of the wrappings and the ingenuity of the . knots and the bows that tied them as never to be beyond them. Yet there were real gifts In the boxes—gifts that prom ised happiness and sweet content. I have heard a clever teacher of arithmetic dress up a lesson in such profusion of language, and brilliant illustration, and learned references, and hosts of Instances, that the class were lost in delighted astonishment and never caught a glimpse of the gift that was wrapped up so gorgeous ly! I have listened to a father present a gift of wisdom to his son and It was so swathed In personal atmos phere, so bound about with family tradition, so decorated with interest ing and curious words that the boy took it wonderingly and turned it over and over asking himself what ever In the world he should do with it and never once catching sight of the gift of love and fatherly kindness and deep rooted loyalty that his fa | ther had offered him. All because of : the ornate casket. I have heard pastors present the i levs and fatherhood of God wrapped about with so much dogma and creed | and ritualistic formulae that the ; children listening were mystified and thrilled and attracted, but they left ! the service without discovering the i gift lay hidden in the magnified work. Just a little lees outside dressing, just a bit more of straight forward directness of speech and of action, a touch of simplicity, an honest and humble approach to the truth we are trying to show them, and the gift Is made plain to the children. That, after ail. is what we are striving for, igo't It? That truth shall enrich the live# of the young ones.—Truth, who needs neither color nor tinsel nor glitter. "Plain Truth,” , *h© is called and with reason! (Copyright, 1*23.) Scottsbluff Commerce Body Fleets Farmer President Special DUpatrh to The Omaha Bee. Scottsbluff, Neb., April 12.—The Scottsbluff Chamber of Commerce elected a farmer, Neal Barbour, its president. 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This execution followed a trial of fifteen Catholic priests which included, besides the Vicar-General. Archbishop Zepliaek, on the charge, according to dispatches, of “opposing the Soviet Government.” The Archbishop was also sentenced to death but as a concession, it is said, to the religious sentiments of the Russian peasants, his sentence was commuted by the Central Executive Committee to ten years’ im prisonment. Protests and pleas for clemency from Prot estant, Catholic, and Jewish organizations in all parts of the world, from the Pope amf from the governments of Great Britain, the United States, France, Italy, Spain, Poland, and Czechoslovakia, had no effect in staying the death sentence. “The formal protest of America, the nation that fed some millions of Russians starving a few months ago, stirred Moscow to a pe culiar rage,” says the Philadelphia Public Ledger. “It was the strange frenzy of*the arrogant, ungrateful beggar whose belly has been filled and whose sores have been wash ed. In the eyes of millions of people over the world. Red Russia has stamped herself as the anti-Christ with the mark of the beast set on her brow.” This latest action of the Soviet government has aroused the indignation of the entire Christian world and may have far-reaching consequences. 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