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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 6, 1923)
f; _ SYNOPSIS. Jllch*d O’Halloran, an orphaned newn hftjr, finds a little lame girl while on an atnnd with another boy. The child is frantic for fear that the authorities will PUIcs her In an orphanage since the death rtf Bar grandmother a few hours previous ly. Michael, or Mickey. Is slightly afraid of the child, but sympathises with her over the prospect of the orphans' home. Sha pleads with him not to leave her. reaches finally persuades Micky to take her away. He hires a woman to assist him and gets her established in his home In Sunrise Alley. After bathing her Micky gives her his bed. Both fall asleep. Douglas Bruce, the man who aided Micky In obtaining his money from a bigger boy. Is Introduced with Leslie Wuiton, a woman who loves the swamps and great outdoors. During their con vcreation It la decided that l^eslle will take a trip to the swamp and attempt to make a basket as artistic as that of the Indian women. (Continued from Yesterday.) "Leslie! Leslie! Be careful! You are challenging Providence. Stronger men than I have wrought chaos for thqir children,” said a warning voice, as her father came behind her chair. "Chaos or no, still I’d put up my fight for Joy. Daddy,” laughed the girl. "Only see, Preciousest*” “One minute!” said her father, shaking hands with Douglas. "Now what Is It, Leslie? Oh, I do see!" "Take my chair and make friends,” said the girl. Mr. Wlnton seated himself, then be gan examining and turning tne bas ket. "Indians?" he queried. “Yes," said Douglas. "A particu larly greasy squaw. I wish I might truthfully report an artist’s Indian of the Minnehaha type, but alack, It was the same one I’ve seen ever since I’ve been In the city, and that you've seen for years before my arrival.” " Mr. Wlnton still turned the basket. "I’ve bought their stuff for years, because neither Leslie nor her mother ever would tolerate fat carnations and overgrown roses so long as I could find ft scrap of arbutus, a violet or a "take-robin from the woods. We’ve of tA motored up and penetrated the swamp I fancy these came from, for some distance, but later In the season; it’s so very boggy now. Aren’t these lather wonderful?" He turned to his daughter. ’’Perfectly, daddy.” she said. "Per fectly!" "But I don't mean for the Creator,” explained Mr. Wlnton. “I am accus tomed to His miracles. Every day I see a number of them. I mean for the squaw." "I’d have to know the squaw and understand her viewpoint,” said Leslie. "She had It In her tightly clenched flat,” laughed Douglas. “One, I'm sure: anyway, not over two." "That hasn't a thing to do with the art with which she made the basket and filled it with just three perfect plants,” said Leslie. "You think there is real art In her anatomy?” queried Mr. Wlnton. “Bear witness, O you treasures of gold!” cried Leslie, waving toward the basket. "There was another.” explained Douglas as he again described the osier basket. Mr. Winton nodded. He looked at hi* daughter. "I like to think, young woman, that van were born with and I have culti vated what might be called artistic taste In you,” he sRld. "Granted the freedom of the tamarack swamp, could you have done better?” "Not so well, daddy! Not nearly so well. I never could have defaced what you can see was a noble big *ree by cutting that piece of bark, while I might have worshiped until dragged away, but so far as art and I are concerned, the slippers would still be under their tamarack.” "You are begging the question, Les lie," laughed her father. ”1 was not diseUMlng the preservation of the wild. I was Inquiring into the state of vour artistic ability. If you had no hesitation about taking the flowers, ■ could you have gone to that swamp, collected the material and fashioned ind filled a more beautiful basket than this?” "How can T tell, daddy?” asked the girl. "There's only ane way to learn I’ll forget my scruples, you get me a pair of rubber boots, then we’ll drive to ^he tamarack swamp and experi ment.” "We'll do it!” cried Mr. Wlnton. "The very first half day I can spare, we’ll do It. And you Douglas, you will want to come with us. of course.” "Why, 'of course,’ ’’ laugh ted Deolle. “Because he started the expedition with his golden „slippers. When It come to putting my girl, and Incident ally my whole family, in competition with an Indian squaw on a question of art, naturally, her father and one of her best .friends would want to be present." ‘!But mabye ‘Minnie’ went alone, and what chance would her work have with you two for Judges?” asked Decile. "We needn’t be the Judges.” said Douglas Bruce quietly. "We can put this basket in the basement in a cool, damp place, where it will keep per fectly for a week. When you make Vour basket we can find the squaw and bring her down with us. Lowry could display the results side by side. He could call up whomever you con sider the most artistic man and woman In thS” city and get their de cision. You'd be willing to abide by thnt, wouldn't you?" ‘‘Surely, but it wouldn’t be fair to the squaw.” explained Deslie. “I'l have had the benefit of her art to begin on.” "It would," said Mr. Winton. "Does not every artist living, painter, sculptor, writer, what yau will, have the benefit of all art that has gone before?" "You agree?” Deslie turned to Douglas. • "Your father’s argument is ft truism." "But I will know that I am on trial. She didn’t. Is it fair to her?" per sisted Deslie. , "For begging the question commend me to a woman,” said Mr. Winton. “The point we began at, was not what you could do in a contest with her. She went to the swamp and brought from it some flower baskets. It is perfectly fair to her to sup pose that they are her best art. Now what we are proposing to test is whether the finest product of our civ ilization, ns embodied in you, can go to the same swamp, and from the same location surpass her work. Do I make myself clear?” "Perfectly clear, daddy, and it would be fair,” conceded Deslie, "But it Is an offense punishable with a heavy fine to peel a birch tree: while I wouldn't do It, if it were not.” "Oot her to respect the lawany way,” said Mr. Winton to Douglas. "The proposition, Deslie, was not that you do the same thing, but that from the same source you out do her. You needn't use birch bark if it involves your law-abiding soul." "Then it's all settled. You must hurry and take me befoft the lovely plants have flowered," said Deslie. "I’ll go day after tomorrow," prem ised Mr. Winton. "In order to make our plan work, it is necessary that I keep these orchids until that time," said Deslie. "You have a better chance than the lady who drew the osier basket has of keeping hers." said Mr. Win ton. "If I remember I have seen the slippers in common earth quite a distance from the lake, while the moccasins demand bog moss, water and swamp mists and dampness.” "I have seen slippers in the woods myself," said Deslie. "I think the conservatory will do, so they shall go there right now. I have to be fair to ‘Minnie.’ ” "Let me carry them for you, of fered Douglas, arising. '"Scuse us. Back In a second dad dy," said Leslie. "I am Interested, excited and eager to make the test, yet in a sense I do not like It.” "But why?” asked Douglas. "Can’ you see?” countered Leslie. "No,” said Douglas. "It’s shifting my sense of posses sion," explained the girl "The slip pers are no longer my beautiful gift from you. They are perishable things that belong to an Indian squaw. In justice to her, I have to keep them in perfect condition to that any work may not surpass hers with unspeak able art of 'flower freshness; while Instead of thinking them the lovllest thing in the world, I wll now le awake half the nght, no doubt, study ng what I am possibly find that Is more beautiful.” Douglas Bruce opened his slow lips, takig na step In her direction. “Dinner Is served,” announced her father. He looked Inquiringly toward his daughter. She turned to,Douglas. "Unless you have a previous en gagement. you will dine with us, won't you?” se asked. “I should be delighted." he said heartily. Before she retired Leslie visited the slippers. "I’d like to know,” shaaald softly, as she touched a hn^pe striped calyx. "I'd like to know how I am to penetrate youf location, and find and fashion anything to outdo you and the squaw, you wood creatures you!” Then she bent above the flowerrs and whispered; "Tuck this In the toe of your slipper! Three times tonight It was In his eyes, and on his tongue, but his slowness let the moment pass. T can "bide a wee' for my Scotsman. I can bide forever. If I must; for It’s he only, and no other.” CHAPTER III. 8. O. 8. Mickey, his responsibility weighing upon him, slept lightly and awakened early, his first thought of Peaches. He slipped into his clothing and ad vancing peered at her through the grayness. His heart beat wildly. "Aw you poor kid! You poor little This fine train of all-steel equip ment provides service between Omaha and St. Louis at the most convenient hour. Leave* Omaha.5:55 p. m. Arrives St. Louis.7:55 a. m. A splendid meal on the train leaving Omaha, a smooth, restful ride and then rm breakfast in the cafe-dining car before ar Trival at St. Louis Delmar Avenue—St. Louis If going to the West End district of St. Y * Louis use Delmar Avenue Station, reached * 20 minutes earlier than Union Station. It saves a long ride by street ear or taxi and the 20 minutes on the train. Phone, write or eall for information, res ervations and tickets. '*) Ticket Office, 1416 Dodge St. H. C. Shield*. Division rannenser Afjent, 1UOO Harney St., Dmnha, Nebr. kid!” he whispered to himself as he had fallen into the habit of doing for company. "The scaring, the jolt ing, the scouring, and everything were too much for you. You've gone sure! You're Just tike them at the morgue. Aw Peaches! I didn't mean to hurt you. Peaches. I was trying to be good to you. Honest I was, Peaches! Aw-!” - As his fright increased Mickey raised his voice until his last wail reached the consciousness of the sleeping child. She stirred slightly, her head moving on the pillow. Mickey almost fell, go great was his relief. He stepped closer, gazing in awe. The sheared hair had dried in the night., tumbling into a hundred golden ringlets. The tiny clean face was white, so white that the blue of the closed eyes showed darkly through the lids, the blue veins streaked the temples and the little claws lying relaxed on the sheet. Mickey slowly broke up inside. A big, hard lump grew In his throat. He shut his lips tight and bored the tears from his eyes with his wiry fists. He began to mutter his thoughts to regain self-control. "Gee kid, but you had me scared to the limit!” he said. “T thought you were gone, sure. Honest I did! Ain't I glad though! But you’re the whitest thing! You're like- I’ll tell you what you’re like. You're like the lily flowers in the store windows at Easter. You're white like them, and your hair is the little bit of gold decorating them. If I'd known it was like that I wouldn't a-cut it if I'd spent a month un tangling it. Honest I wouldn't kid! I’m awful sorry! Gee, but it would a-been pretty spread over mother's pillow." Mickey gazed, worshipped and re joiced as he bent lower from time to time to watch the fluttering breath. “You're so clean now you just smell good; hut I got to go easy. The dirt covered you so I didn’t se* how sick you were. You'll go out like a candle, that's what you'll do. I mustn’t let even the wind blow cold on you. I couldn’t stand It if I was to hurt you. I’d just go and lay down befort the cars or jump down an elevator hole. Gje, I’m glad I found you! I wouldn't trade you for the smartest dog that’s being rode around in the parks. Nor for the parks! Nor the trees! Nor the birds! Nor the buildings! Nor the swimming places! Nor the automobiles! Nor nothing! Not nothing you could mention at all! Not eating! Not seeing! Nor having! Not no single thing—nothing at all— illy! “Lily!” he repeated. "Little snow white lily! Peaches is a good name •or, you If you're referring to sweet ness, but it noesn’t fit for colour. Least I never saw none white. Lily fits you better. If you’d been a dog. I was going to flame you Partner. But you’re mine Just a» much as if you was a dog, so I'M name you If I want to. Lily! That’s what God made you; that's what I’m going to call you.” Mickey took one of Peaches' hands in his. "I ain’t the tlipe now. but tonight I got to cut your nails and clean them, then I guess you'll do to start on,” he said as he squeezed the hand. "Lily! Lily Peaches, wake up! It s morning now. I got to go out with the paper* to earn supper tonight. Wake up! I must wash you and food you ’fore I so.” Peaches opened her eyes, drawing back startled. "Easy now!” cautioned Mickey. “Easy now! Don't be scared. Nobody can ‘get’ you here! What you want for breakfast, Flowersy-glrl? Little Lily white.” An adorable smile Illumined the tiny face at the first kindly awakening it ever hand known. "You won't let them 'get' me, will you?” she triumphed. ‘‘You know it!'fc he answered con clusively. "Now I’ll wash your face, cook your breakfast, and fix you at the window where maybe you can see birds going across. Think of that, Lily! Birds!” "My name's Peaches!” said the child. “So ’tie!” said Mickey. "But since you arrived to such bettered condi tions, you got to be a lady of fashion. Now bleaches, every single kid in the park is named two names, these days. Fellow can't have a foot race for fall ing over Harv Elizabtths, and Louisa Ellens. I can’t do so much just to start on, 'cause I can't earn the boodle; fast as I get it, you're going to line up; but nachally, Just at start ing you must begin on the things that are not expensive. Now names don't cost anything, so I can be giving you six if I like, and you are a lily, so right now T’m naming you Lily, but two's the style; keep your Peaches,' If It suits you. Lily just flies out of my mouth' when I look at you.” This was wonderful. No cursing: No beating! No walling over a lame back brat to feed. Mickey liked to give her breakfast! Mickey named her for the wonderful flower like granny had picked up before a church one day, a few weeks ago and in a rare sober moment had carried to her Mickey had made her feel dean, so rested, and so fresh she wanted to roll over the bed. With child Impulse she put up her arms. Mickey stooped to them. "You goln' to have two names too," she said. "You gotter b* fash'nable. I 1st love you for everythin', wash in’, an’ breakfast, an’ the bed. an’ winder, an’ oft the floor! oh I just love you sick for the winder, an’ off the floor. You going to be"—she paused in a deep study to think of a word anywhere nearly adequate, then ended in a hurst that was her best emanation—"lovest! Mlckey-lovest!" She hugged him closely, then lifted hor chin and pursed her lips. Mickey pulled back, a dull colour'in his face. "Now nix on the mushing! he said. "I'll stand for a hug once a day, bat nix on the smear!" "You'd let a dog," she whimpered "I ain't kissed nothin’ since granny sold the doll a lady gave me the time we went to the doctor's, an' took the money to get drunk on, an’ heat me mqje'n I needed for a chcange, ’cause I cried for it. I think you might!” "Aw well, go on then, if you're go ing to bawl," said Mickey, "but put It there!" He stepped as far back as he could, leaned over, and swept the hair from his forehead, which he brought in range of her lips. He had to brace himself to keep from flinching at their cold touch and straightened in relief "Now that's over!” he said briskly. "I'll wash you, and get your break fast." He brought the basin and a cloth, washing the child's face and hands gently as was in his power. ‘Flowersy-girl,” he said, "If you'd looked last night like you do thl* morning, I'd never tackled getting you here In the world. I'd thought you'd break sure.” "G’wan kid,” she said. "I can stand a lot. I been knocked round somepln awful. She dragged me by one hand or the hair when she was tight, and thrtw me in a corner an’ took the”— Peaches glanced over the bed. refus ing to call her tormer estate by the same name—"took the place herself. You ain't hurting me. You can Jerk me a lot.” (rnntlned In the Morning Bee Tomorrow.) Adele Garrison “My Husband's Love” The Way Madge’s Plana l« Meet I)irky Went Wrong. It there Is any exhibition more futile or more amusing than that of a woman who does not understand the mechanism of A car attempting to cure a motor of balkiness, I do not know what it Is. With an audience of every member of the family, save Junior, safe In his crib unstairs, I frantically tried every expedient I knew, and those'that were suggested to me by the other mem bers of my family group, all of whom save Jim knew even less nhout ma-, chinery than I did. Finally in de spair I turned the car over to Jim, hut he met with no better success than I had. "If I had a motor wot wouldn’t go," Katherine chanted under her breath, but the laugh I gave Her was distinctly a forced one. "I don’t feel much like acknowl edging’ this one,” 1 admitted cdr.tinu ing the parody, "hut there’s nothing else to do save keep at It. It’S too late to get a taxi here, now." "You’ve missed your train anyway,’’ Mother Graham announced. "The lo cal Is whistling now from Sag Har bor," "If the car were only ready our demon driver could make It never theless," Katherine smiled affection ately at me; "Yes, and break her fool neck.” Mother Graham snapped. “Come Into the house, and let’s see what's best to lie done. ’ With a vindictive glance at the tar which h.ul failed me when I most needed It, I made one of the proces s.on which trailed meekly after mv mother-in-law. Katie halted In tho kitchen, but Mother Graham had other plans for her. "Go upstairs to Richard Second. Katie,” she said. "No, prepare his breakfast first, and then take it up to Mm. Now. girls, come in here." Katherine followed her into t#e llv ing-room, and my 'mother-in law seated herself in a large chair and turned majestically to me. "Why you chose to depend upon that car this morning when an errand as Important as Richards depended upon you. I li<ve no Idea. Rut the mischief’s done now. Is there any possible chance of your getting in?" I had been running the gumut of possibilities ever since I heard the whistle of the train, and I was, ready with the only possible solution. ’’There’s a train which leaves here at 10:30." I began. “And wanders all over Long Island, while you change three or four times and reach New York at six o'clock,” my mother-in-law interrupted. “I’ve heard Richard speak of It. He took It once by mistake." “Yes, I know," I returned with a very vivid memory of the trip she meant. “But It isn't quite as bad as he made out. I can telephone Alfred Durkee to meet me at the Marvin station, and put the bags aboard. Then I won't have to get off the train, and I’ll reach New York at four o'clock. * “If the train doesn’t get ft hot box, or the men don’t strike or a cow doesn't dispute the right of way,” she retorted. "But It probably Is your only chance. Better take plen ty of money with you, so If you're delayed you could taxi In. And for pity's sake get to the station in time. I’ll say good-by now, for I must go up to Richard Second. Give my love to Richard and take care of yourself.” She gave me a warm embrace which fully compensated for her captlousness and went upstairs, while I called the Durkees. Madge Reserves la-lla. Leila answered the telephone, and in answer to my inquiries as to her |nother in law's condition, she told me that my little friend was having an exceedingly uncomfortably and “blue” day, clinging constantly to Alfred. Hearing this. I promptly gave up the vague hppe I had permitted myself that Alfred might be able to take Dicky's evening clothes into the city, and impressed on -Leila instead the importance of his meeting my train with the bags when I passed through Marvin. "But when are we gnlgg to see you?” I^ila asked anxiously. “I have so much to tell you.” Jo { CAGO 9 r J3art • orvIDheeLs’ ] * SEEDLESS ’ — CALIFORNIA RAISINS FREESTONE 1 Ar PEACHES Extra Special, T h o m p s o n's per crate Seedless Raisins, QQ for one day only. «/OC STARTING THURSDAY AT 9 O’CLOCK SHARP. The Entire Stock of From I 1,11 A1 1 Ladies’ Hosiery. ^ J * 1512 FARNAM STREET, OMAHA Extra Sales people to | Serve] You I Will be Placed on Sale at I fx(\c on the , UU Dollar The Greatest Sale of All High Grade Makes of Ladies’ Hosiery Ever Offered in Omaha * PLEASE NOTE —At the extremely low prices we reserve the right to limit quan tities and positively none sold to ^dealers. All Omaha Women Will Be Interested The J. McQuIlIln Co., Inc., of 1512 Farnam street, have the reputation of carrying the most reputable makes of women's fine Hosiery manufac tured, and desirous of disposing of the entire stock, offered Hayden Bros, the opportunity of buying for cash, the entire stock at the extremely low i k price of 60c on the dollar. Tomorrow the selling starts. Extensive prepa A * rations have been made to handle great crowds, ' ^jj Besides the J. McQuillin Stock of Hosiery, We Have Added Several Thousand Pairs From Our Own Stocks Are Included at Cut Prices in Keeping With Others J. McQuillin’s $3.00 and $3.50 J. McQuillin’s $2.25 and $2.50 J. McQuillin’s $1.50 and $1.75 J. McQuillin’s $1.00 and $1.25 —Hosiery— During This Sale $2.29 PER PAIR 50Q pairs Toadies' Pure Alik Hosiery; full-fashioned; first qualities; pure silk clear to the top; hand-onihroldered e I o i; black, white and colors. —Hosiery— During This Sale $1.18 PER PAIR 1.000 palm Women’* Pure Silk. Full* fouhloned And He lit I - fA*h loned llonlciy. «\ny WAIItir color I* Included In the lot; high spliced heel*; double Holes And toe*. -Hosiery ! During This Sale 84c PER PAIR 1.100 pairs of Women's Pur# • Milk Hose; fashioned leg; all flint quality; .«<>mfallU d**ar to the top, some 11*10 garter tops; regular and extra sixes. —Hosiery— During This Sale PER PAIR .1.000 pair* *»f Women's Pure Silk and Fibre Silk llntfp; oth er* In fine ribbed mercerlted ll*le. * meat quantity at a pilce that u III «e 11 t hem all. There was a tension In her gentle voice which worried me. “I’ll try to run out tomorrow,” I promised. “Oh, I’m so gladl” she breathed, and there was such real joy and re lief In her tones that I spent many of the tedious hours of my journey In speculating opon her possible rea sons for so earnestly desiring my presence. When the last train to which 1 had changed was approaching Mar vin, I went out upon the platform and scanned the people gathered in front of the station. But nowhere did I see Alfred Durkee, and with exasperation and dismay in my heart, I just had time to rush back to.my seat, snatch my" bag and get off the train before It moved on. ~ Children cry for /m """ - ..... MOTHER:— Fletcher’s Castoria is a pleasant, harmless Substi tute for Castor Oil, Paregoric, Teething Drops and Soothing Syrups, prepared for Infants in arms and Children all ages. To avoid imitations, always look for the signature of Proven directions on cadi parkage. Physicians everywhere recommend it Our Annual SEPTEMBER CLEARANCE SALE ROW OR Distinctive features of the STATE’S policy of selling nationally advertised and guaranteed goods for less than prices else\Hiere are emphasized in this annual fall event. PRICES LOWER THAN EVER BEFORE —you get the benefit of our low rent location and our direct from the manufacturer buying. No extra charge will be made either in a wholesale or retail way for delivery or special service. Fill Clearance Living Room Suites I Well constructed Living Rcom Suites, in attractrve^fk fk patterns of tapestry or velour. Heavy spring con-A^»K # ~1 struction. A $225 suite reduced to .* Overstuffed Furniture Manufactured to Order at | Prices Less Than Elsewhere [ Bed Room Suites ?! Drastic Reductions I 3-Piece Walnut B^drccm Suites in beautiful period »a design, handsomely designed and made by one of jAR Qy America’s leading factories. A $200 suite for.^ " f Period Dining Room Suite Reduced 8-Piece Walnut Dir.ing Room Suite, period design, a<>a mp specially priced during our September Clearance. ^11J /J A regular $210 suite for only ..® ■ * Early Fall Rugs Special 3*6. $9.50 to $12.00 6*9. $11.25 to $17.50 9*12. $28.50 <o $38.50 Exchange Service fhone Us—JA. 1317 Our Exchange Dept, is at your service and our lib eral plan will enable you to turn in to us furniture which is of no further use to you on new high high grade pieces or a suite which will benefit you. Our low overhead allows us to do more for you. Pre-Season Sale of Lamps $13.95 and $19.50 / Choice L •* •V SSmd»» Gas Ranges In our big tale are included all our better Cat Stove* and Range*. In anme instance* the reductions are EVEN MORE THAN S0%. $22.00 00 $30.00 MJOO R..... $42.00 Sale ot Phonographs Here it an unusual Phono graph offer for our Annual September Clearance Sale. An upright phonograph, in cluding FREE 10 record so $29.50 Double-faced Records, DETIC Wood or Metil $14.75to Speciil it $23.75 Each Complete With Spring and Mattraaa YOU MAKE YOUR OWN TERMS— NO INTEREST ON CREDIT ACCOUNTS FURNITURE Cor. 14th and Dodge JA ckion 1317