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A NEIGHBOURLY NOVEL
hr OR ACS S. RICHMOND
(From Josephine Jenney 's Note
Book)
Family arrived—first plunge
over.
Mrs. Chase very nice—a dear
—as she would be. Children
ducks.
Cousin Adelaide very pale,
mascara-y, and Ipstieky. Long
legs, too thin; body too sinuous;
speech too languid. Typical
Straggler after latest effect. She
gave Josephine the maid hut one
look—very narrow eyed, in
dolent look. Received it with
•hock absorber working well.
Don’t mind her in the least—at
present.
Cousin Bradley precisely the
“Brother to Adelaide” required
by drama. Description enough!
Made no errors in service or
manners, though went about
feeling both numb and dumb—if
that can be with rapid pulse.
Cook in kitchen will he greatest
trial, easy to foresee. Very much
•queen in her realm, with a not
too-good temper. Mrs. Chase did
her best to put us on good terms
with each other. Had to swallow
hard when first addressed by
•Cook—Mrs. Lnwton—after Mrs.
Chase had left kitchen. “Now,
get busy, Josypliine. You don’t
move any too quick. Why’d you
leave your last plaee, if 1 may
ask ?”
Of course I longed to tell she
mightn’t ask. But that way lies
madness, so I answered that my
family all went away to another
country. (The dyar (Jod knows
they did—a far country.)
“And didn’t think enough of
you to take you with ’em?”
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Mrs. Lawton's thrusts will take
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What they doing nowt
Couldn’t you sit by tlie window
and tell me, LucyT Seems ’sif
you keep looking out ’sif you
saw something interesting, but
you don't say a word. I can
hear ’em down there.”
Miss Clarinda Hunt's voice
was both tremulous and eager.
It was hard to lie in bed and see
Lucinda for ever running to peer
out between the half closed
blinds of the second story bed
room at the lawn and garden
which luy between the Hunts’
home and the old Cherry place.
It was so long since there had
been anything to see except the
atill windows behind which had
ant Miss El ora Cherry, linger
ing out her existence. And now,
apparently, there was every
thing to see, and Lucinda always
seeing it, and failing to report
more than half of it.
“There isn’t so much to see,”
replied Lucinda, gazing, how
ever, as if she couldn’t take her
eyes off what Nhe did see. “And
nothing to hear, except the chil
dren shouting, and you can hear
Hint yourself. Sally Chase is
having tea out there under the
big beech—'Miss Jenney’s just
brought it out. I declare, I’d
never have thought—Miss .Ten
ney and she aets just like a ser
vant, too as if she’d never seen*
a school house. How she can do
it! They call her Josephine.”
Hut she and Clarinda had been
over all that, over and over it,
since they had first heard the
astounding news. Clarinda was
impatient for other details. Her
little pale face was turned to
ward Lucy at the window, her
faded blue eyes fixed upon her
sinter's sharp profile—sharp yet
rather attractive still. Lucinda
was only 40 to Clarinda'n 55.
“Snlly Chase isn’t having tea
all by herself, is she?” the in
valid asked eagerly, in her high
keyed voice. “Who else is
there?”
"I don’t know except her
cousin, that Sturgis girl, lying
back in her chair, same as she
always is. There’s a man with
bis back to iis—I can't make out
who he is. Might he Harry Lis
comb, only I never saw Harry
wear white clothes. Hut he’s
just about Harry’s size. There
Golf llrs-rttwd
From (letter Advertising
Wlut U this golf? Goff Is s form
of work made expensive enough (or s
man to enjoy It. It U phyalral and
inertial exertion mens attractive t>>
Uw (art that you hav.? to drew for It
In a I20S.0M clubhouse.
Golf is what-latter airy mg. ditch
digging and carpet-beating would be
1! t0"W three (asks had to be per
forated on the same not at ter noon in
abort pants and colored rocks by gen
tlemen who required a different im
plement for every mood
Golf la the almplevt looking game
tc '.*• world when you deride to take
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comes somebody in the gate—
two women. If I wasn’t so far
i.way I could tell who ’tis. All
dressed up—Oh, it’s the Gilder
sleeves, sure’s you’re born. Mis’
Gildersleeve and Alice. I hadn’t
seen them clothes before, I didn’t
recognize ’em. I didn’t see
their car stop, but there ’tis, out
side the gate—and they living
just six doors away! And mak
ing an afternoon call, just as
formal!”
“Pity Lakes!” exclaimed
Olarimia. “As if ’twould’t be
more neighborly to just step
over, so near an’ all. What have
they got on, Lucy?”
“Mis’ Gildersleeve’s got on a
sort of ashes of roses sort of
color—silk, it looks from here.
And a hat to match. And gloves.
Alice’s wearing white, and a
wide straw hat with a ribbon
flopping down one side. Alice’s
carrying her gloves. I shouldn’t
think she’d even have ’em with
her, such a hot day Sally Cherry
isn’t dressed up any more’ll
usual—just sort of straight, plain
things, kind of a light tan slrnde.
Adelaide’s wearing the same sort
of things, only she’s got a scarf.
They never do seem much
dressed up. I s’pose they think,
being out o’ the city, they don’t
have to dress up. But the Gilder
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as if they were going to a
party.”
“Maybe they were invited,”
Clarinda suggested, “Oh, dear,
I wish I could see ’em.”
“Well, I wish you could,”
agreed Lucinda. “I don’t think
they were invited, though as
near as I can tell from here
there’s cups enough.”
“Did you say Miss .Tenney was
there?” Clarinda now asked.
“She’s handing the tea.”
“Did you see if the Gilder
sleeves spoke to her?”
“I've been watching for
that, ” Lucinda reported, with
evident relish. “An’ I couldn’t
make out that they did.”
“Two of the Gildersleeve chil
dren were in her room at school
last year,” Clarinda remem
bered. “Do you suppose they
didn’t recognize her, in that cap
an’ all?”
“Recognize her—nothing!”
Lucinda speke sharply. “Could
anybody mistake Josephine
.Tenney? She’s far and away
prettier than Alice Gildersleeve,
who thinks herself a beauty.
They don’t intend to speak to
her, being in the place of hired
help now.”
“She was hired when she was
in the school,” murmured Clar
inda.
“Well, you know it’s differ
ent now. When she put on that
cap an’ apron she must have
known people like the Gild
ersleeves would cut her right
off their list. I don’t under
stand yet how she come to do
it.”
n..i m_• t -i #»
wwn ' lairnun « ciiTii iiiurf iur
reports of what was taking place
upon the lawn than for going
over again the extraordinary un
known motives of Josephine
Jenney. At this moment she re
ceived an excited bulletin.
“My goodness, who's that
driving upt He’s getting out an’
coming in. I never saw him
before!”
“What’s he look liket"
“ Looks like he was governor
of the state. Tall, an’ straight
hacked, an’ awful good looking
light clothes. Little hit of gray
over his ears, but he dosn’t ap
pear old. He’s coming across the
grass with his hat in his hand.
Sally Cherry’s going to meet
him—she’s got both her hands
out. . . . They ’re laughing and
seeming terribly pleased. Even
that, lazy cousin of hers is get
ting up must be somebody im
portant, or she’d never stir her
self, When it’s young men, sin*
don t move to greet ’em. Oh,
Mis (lildcrslcevc ami Alice are
pruning and primping to meet
him—I can see ’em. Now
they re all setting down again,
it up. and the toughe t looking aftei
you have been at it 10 or 12 years.
It U probably the cr.ty known game
a man can play as long as a quarter
ot a century and then discover that
it was too deep for h tn In the first
place
The game It played rn carefully se
lected grass wtth Ilf* white balls
rnd aa many cluba s* he player can
afford These little i ilia coat from
75 cents to 125. and It is possible to
support a family .>( 10 people ‘all
adult* • tor five month on the money
represented by the !*•::» lost by some
golfers Ui a single ai r-moon
A golf four** has *1 holes 17 of
which are unneceasa and put tn to
and the go*emor or whoever he
may he is sitting right by Sally.
jJe could have set down by Mis’
Gildersleeve or Alice—they made
room enough on that high backed
bench they're setling on. He
just grabbed a chair and pulled
it right around by Sally. . . ,
Now Miss .lenney's handing him
tea. and bread and butter. 1
wonder what she thinks of all
this. . . . Seems funny, Sally's
husband going off on that long
voyage, and her receiving so
much comp’ny. That man isn’t
her brother or In r cousin, I'll
venture.”
“I can hear ’em laughing.”
commented Clarinda wistfully.
“Anyhow, I can bear the man—
and I guess that sort, of shrill one
is Alice Gildersleeve,”
“Yes, she’s trying to jon in.
Trust Alice Gildersleeve for
joining in when any man comes
round. I notice she never gets
one to stay by her very long.”
“Maybe she laughs too shrill,”
suggested the invalid. Clarinda
was gazing sympathetically at
Lucinda. She hadn’t so much
minded not being married her
self, but there was a sore place
in her heart because the younger
sister had had no chance. She
considered Lucinda still attrac
tive, and though her tongue was
a trifle sharp in comments like
this upon Alice Gildersleeve,
Clarinda could hardly wonder.
Alice was the village’s most con
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the Gildorsleeves had the most
money. She was not quite what,
used to bo known as the small
town “hello,” because she
hadn’t enough good looks for
that; hut whatever she did was
noted, and when she drove her
small coupe up to the village
shops and went in with her
little air of importance, the
clerks hastened to do her bid
ding. To please or not to please
the Gildorsleeves, individually
or as a family, was, whether it
knew it or not, one of Cherry
Hill’s chief concerns.
“Now what, are they doing?”
Clarinda asked again, when she
had waited during what seemed
to her a long interval of Lu
cinda’s silence, while her sister
continued to watch with avid
gaze the proceedings upon the
lawn below.
“Oh, nothing in particular,
nothing you can describe,” Lu
cinda answered- with an impa
tient sigh which meant that, it
was tiresome always to have to
tell everything to the invalid.
Nevertheless, she meant to do it,
and really understood, as fully
as it is possible for the well to
understand the ill, how mueh the
most trivial incident means in a
life as empty of interest as a
blank wall. “They’re just set
ting nud talking, and the tall
man sticks hy Sally, nnd the oth
I er one tries to he polite to every
body, and Alice Gildersleeve
keeps watching the tall man—
and I don’t think he knows any
body’s there except Sally Chase.
I declare, I don’t see how Sally
keeps looking so much like a
girl. She must he all of thirty
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of hors, T suppose. And I guess
more’n likely she paints—so
much color couldn’t ho natural.”
“Paints! A minister’s wife!”
Clarinda’s tone was horrified.
“Oh, no, Lucy—she couldn’t.
Why. they wouldn’t have her in
the church!”
“City churches arc different,”
averred Lucinda wisclv. “They
have all kinds of doings we
wouldn’t countenance here. T
guess a chlireh that lets its
young people dance—has a
place for ’em to dance in
—wouldn’t think so much of its
minister’s wife painting her
face. Ma'bc she don’t—I can
tell when T go to sop he**. T’m
going to go tomorrow. Tf she’s
going to have tea parties right
under opr windows, it's time she
knew we’re neighbors.
“V'e’11 seen* ut*t a ennnle old
woii’en to her.” sighed Clnrindn.
“Rut T do th»,,k'—•,”'1 our living
next door to Mi«s Fldorn Cherry
all the days of her life ...”
Rut Lucinda wasn't listening.
Tier gaze was fixed nnon the
amazing thing which was ban
nening upon the lawn. Sally
Chase and the tall man who
make the game harder A "hole" !
a tin cup tn the center ot a "green,"
A "green'’ 1* a email parcel cl gras*
coating about It 98 a bln tie and usu
ally located between a brock and a
couple of apple treea. or a lot of un
finished excavation.
The nail must not be thrown.
1 pushed or carried. It must be pro
pelled by about *200 worth of curt
uu»-looking tmplementa. especially
deigned to prrxrke the owner
Each '.ropemerit ha* a specific
piupiM* and ul’lmately some gotfera
get to know what that purposo la.
Thex are the e*rep;iona
After each hole haa been com
pleted the gojer count* hu etroke*
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looked like trie governor of the
state had risen and were walk
ing slowly across the lawn, not
toward the gate, outside which
his expensive motor with its liv
eried chauffeur stood waiting,
but toward the house. A mo
ment afterward the pair disap
peared through the French win
dow which opened upon the rear
porch, leaving- as Lucinda
Hunt's shocked eyes noted, the
other guests alone by the tea ta
ble. To be sure, Adelaide Stur
gis, Sally’s cousin, was still there
to do the honors. But—should a
hostess leave her guests for a
moment, unless upon an errand
to provide more food and drinkT
And Jo Jcnncy was at hand for
that.
“What’s the matterT What’s
happened?” cried out Clarinda
from her bed.
“Sally Chase and that tall
man have gone into the house
and Fft the rest,” was Lucinda’s
testimonial to an atrocity.
“For pity’s sake!” breathed
Clarinda.
Tnside the cool square parlor,
with its white-and-gold-striped
walls, its old square piano, its
rectangular gilt mirrors above
the chimney-piece reflecting the
gay colors of a bowlful of gar
den flowers, and its quaintly for
mal furnishings relieved by a
more modem touch here and
there of Sally’s placing, slip and
the “tall man” faced each other.
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mask of light-hearted convention
dropped from them both, and
they regarded each other as peo
ple do when they know there is
no need for masks.
“I want to know if you’re
really going to rest here,” de
manded Dr. Richard Fiske. “Or
am I going to find you alw'ays
dispensing tea and being nice to
such total losses as those people
out there? Can’t you drop that
sense of obligation to be all
things to all women, and be no
body but yourself? I swear,
Sally, you need it. With Schuy
ler gone you ought to get it, and
the Cherry Ilillites let to go to
the deuce.”
“Of course I’m benighted
enough to feel like that,” admit
ted Sally. “And it would be
wonderful to get away from ev
erything except the green fields.
But- Rich—how exactly am I to
do it? You know I can’t, en
tirely.”
“I wish to heaven I could
snatch you out of it,” declared
Doctor Fiske violently. “You
ought to have gone farther away
—though if you had I couldn’t
have looked after you as I intend
to now. Well, just promise me
you’ll do your best not to be a
minister’s wife to this place.
Leave that to the present incum
bents of that office—drab wo
men, no doubt, who are better
used to it than you.”
“I’m used to it.”
“Too used to it. It’ll make
you drab some day. No, it won’t
—I retract that. Notnmg ever
could. But it’ll wear you down.
Schuyler himself ia wearing you
down-”
“Rich!”
“I’m your old friend, and his,
and your physician besides. No
body admires Schuyler more
than I, but just the same he’s
taking it out of you. and this
summer’s go tto put it back.”
“It will. But I’ll not let you
say that about Schuyler. I miss
him,” said Sally Chase, looking
her old friend in his cool gray
eyes and noting there the some
what hard expression which was
apt to come into them now and
then when be was dealing with
facts he did not like. “I miss
him dreadfully.”
“You don’t need to be so em
phatic about it. my dear. I don’t
doubt you do. Schuyler’s a habit
! —like dope. He’s got you—you
can’t get away from him. It’s
up to me to get you far enough
away from him this summer to
give you a chance to recover.”
“Why, Richard 1” Sally’s
head had come up proudly, h**r
eves were fiery. “Do you realize
the kind of thing you’re sav
ing!” _
(TO Bi: CONTINUHD)
Then he subtracts *1* ar.d says.
"Made that In five. That** one above
par."
Real Patience
Prom the American Lumberman.
' Man Who Held Lincolns Horae
During Civil War Dies Hera." head
line* a Canton paper. U that wasn't j
patience, we don't know what la.
Michael J. Madden of Brunswick
Me. probably holds the champion- |
ship as a president, as tie te the head
of 53 different ciuiu and societies
members at which are scattered ai*
over the world.
The Cream of
the
Tobacco
Crop
MARTIN
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Explorer, Smokes
Lucky Strikes in
Wildest Africa
“Once on the Abyssinian
border my shipment of
Lucky Strikes from Amer
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miserable until the natives
followed our tracks across
the Kaisout desert to
Nairobi with my precious
cargo of Luckies. After
four years of smoking
Luckies in wildest Africa,
I find my voice in perfect
condition for my lecture
tour in America/*
“It’s toasted"
No Throat Irritation-No Cough.
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Ohio Village Reborn
Ohio’s old town of Schoenbrunn,
two miles southeast of Cleveland, Is
the state’s newest village as well, for
it now has one house, which is more
than it has had In more than a cen
tury. Tills structure is a copy of the
log cabin built by Itev. David Zeisber
ger, Moravian missionary, who found
ed the settlement May 3, 1772. By
August of that year, Schoenbruun be
came a thriving settlement of some
sixty houses of hewn timber. Then
the site was lost for 146 years, being
discovered in 1923 by excavation.
Thirty-Two Points
There are 32 points of the com
pass.
Unfortunate Yawn
When Miss Dorothy Caldwell, eight
een, of Dallas, Texas, awoke one *
morning she was unable to close her
mouth. It required three hours for
physicians to get her dislocated jaw
back into place. They said that yawn
ing while nsleep probably caused the
dislocation.
Beg Your Pardon
Harry—Is Mr. Bale in his room?
Clerk—Sorry, but there’s nobody
home on the lop floor. f
Harry—Oh, then I’ll ask somebody
else.
The man with a grievance always
proves a grievance to his friends.
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