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Barba Guitry, the French play
wright and actor, hates the movies,
and on Ms American visit he said
>ne day to a critic In New York:
“The movies have done the legiti
mate drama a lot of harm, but last
night I heard the worst thing yet."
“Yes?" said the critic.
“Yea,’* said M. Guitry. “1 met at a
supper party last night a movie star
who kept calling the drama the speak
lea.”
Pant Turned to Account
A new profession has sprung up In
France to meet popular demand, that
of "rent agent for prehistoric depoa
Its. These are agencies which have
obtained options oil Helds suspected of
hiding rich archeloglcal deposits or
prehistoric cemeteries and allow them
to be worked at a fixed rental.
Sister’s Bob?
Visitor (speaking of little boy) —
He Inis tits mother’s eyes.
Mother—And his father’s mouth,
ctfdld—And his brother’s trousers.
—Tit Bits.
The world will spank you harder
than your parents ever did.
'POST
Toasties
THE
wake-up
food
eneigyfor
work or play
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HE. HUY
^QUARE
A NEIGHBOURLY NOVEL
br ORACH S. RICHMOND
L
II
“Oh, Jo I” There was a big
armchair close beside the foot
stool, and he sat down upon it,
leaning forward so that he was
very near her, his head bent
over hers. If he had had her
in his arms then, she couldn’t
have more surely felt his pres
ence. “Jo, don’t put me off.
The time is flying. Let me
have your promise that you’ll
marry me when I come back.
And then let me have—you,
Lassie!—I can’t go without
both!”
She looked into his eyes.
“I’m not trying to put you off.
I just—do you know what you
said about being potentially
mine from the beginning! Well
—Gordon Mack ay—I never
meant to own it, but—I’m go
ing to give you this to t. ke
with you to South Africa.
When you told me about seeing
me in the church—Doctor
Chase’s church—that first
Sunday, I didn’t let you know
that I saw you then at all. But
I did. I was conscious of you
every instant as you sat there
beside me. And when Alice
Ingram asked me in the aisle,
going out, where I was Hving,
I turned my head so that the
answer might come ovar my
shoulder to you. There—what
do you think of that perfectly
shameless confession!”
“Jo! Listen to me. Answer
me! You’ve refused to marrj
oilier men! I know that. I
know that pairfeetly well.”
“Yes. One or two—or
three.”
“l)o you know why you did
i it!”
“Sure of it!”
“Tell me why. There’s only
one answer, but I want to hear
it.”
“I didn’t know why at the
time,” said Jo Jenney, with all
manners of lights in her face—
enchanting lights to the man
who watched her. “Kxeept, that
they didn’t please me. But of
course the reason was—”
He said it after all, be
cause he couldn’t wait for her
to sav it.
—you were waiting tor
me.”
‘ ‘ Yes—Gordon Mackay—you
persistent Scotsman.”
“Pairsistent, am T? Well,
I’ve heard a lot tonight about
that granite will of my coun
trymen. But I’ve also heard it
acknowledged that the fires
burn underneath, do, those
fires—those pure fires—are
flaming tonight. ...”
That they were flaming she
had convincing evidence dur
ing the silence which followed
on these suddenly breathless
words. It would seem that the
fires must have been long kept
under rigid control, or they
could hardly have broken faith
so ardently. Yet they did not
burn her, instead they warmed
and fed her. If she had been
cold and hungry, she had not
realized how could and hungry,
until she knew the deep jov of
feeling another, who had been
cold and hungry, too. warmed
at her fires, and foil of her
abundance.
‘‘Oh, how T shall need that
Scotch will I’m supposed to
have,” he said at last, with his
lips against hers, “when after
I’ve tasted oT such joy as this
I'm denied it again—for two
years.”
“Would you rather not
have had it. then? It’s too late
to take it back.” She breathed
it on a sigh.
“Thank God for that! No—
—if l never had it again. I’d
thank God for this hour on my
knees.”
“So would I. T do.”
“We'll do it together. Dear
est”—he came down on his
knees before her—“let’s sa_v
our prayers together tonight—
and pray Him that after 1 come
«
back we may say them together
all the nights of our lives.”
Perhaps it was a wordless
prayer. A passionate happi
ness had few words to speak.
Certainly none could have been
heard in the silent room, in
which the soft crackling of the
fire seemed only to intensify
the stillness. Gordon Mackay’s
face was pressed against Jo’s
breast, his arms were about
her, her head was bent on his.
His eyes were shut, the eyelids
tight together; her eyes were
open that she might see—at
such close range—the heavy
locks so near to her lips.
(From Josephine Jenney’s
Notebook)
“Ah, God, what wonderful
loves are born of chastity!”—
Joubert.
XXX.
In Schuyler Chase’s room
another pair kept vigil. The
old tension- and one quite new
—would permit no sleep for
him till nearly dawn. Sally
kept him company in his sleep
lessness, as she had done so
many times in her married life.
“Sally, I failed. . . . But
it was meant that I should fail.
. . . Anyhow, I can rest
Still another vigil was kept
that night, and this perhaps
lasted latest of all. In Hichard
Fiske's apartment in the city
30 miles away the lights did
not go out until nearly dawn.
Pacing up and down, his pipe
now burning strongly, now go
ing out, to be after an un
noticed interval impatiently re
lit again, Fiske had it out with
himself, as he had had it out 50
times before.
Two faces wrere before him.
That of Schuyler Chase, pale
ill, exalted by the effort of
sacrifice, earning his physi
cian’s esteem in spite of
Fiske's knowledge of past
weakness. That of Sally Chase,
never more beautiful in its un
conscious expression of love
and loyalty, never half so
adorable in its touchingly.
worn look. These two images
Avore before this man’s eyes as
he walked the floor, wrestling
with himself. For any other
woman than this, he told him
sel, he could not have done it.
Could not have held himself 1
steady Avith the one stern com
mand Avhich had served him so
long, and Avhich must serve him
to the end:
“I’m the friend of them .
both.”
(Prom Josephine Jenney'»
Notebook)
Rack at the old college. In
stalled in position much too big
for me, but mean to break my
neck trying to fill it. Doctor
Rutherford and all the rest
who know me gave me welcome
so warmly friendly, I'm glad
ten times over I came. Have in
herited Miss Sinclair’s own de
lightful rooms, next Professor
Huston’s. Have always ad
mired both women so thor
oughly, can’t hardly believe
I'm just where I am.
Daily hurried letters from
both (Jordon and Julian. Both
deep in preparations for sail
ing Wednesday—can’t get up
here. Can hardly bear not to
see them off. Work here ver,\
heavy for novice—must stay at
it
Never mind.
Do mind !
Can’t bear it. . . . Even col
leges have hearts. . . .I’ll
prove it.
AVill work like a dog after
wards, to pay up.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Q WWhat organization employs
i the most stenographers? H. H.
A. The Civil Service Commission
says that the United States govern
ment employs the largest number ot
stenographers ot any organization
in the world.
Good Cheer to Other*
Lincoln Stpr.
It was just a new rper picture j
cut from a Sunday t ■ olemrnt and j
mailed to a friend ho was not ;
likely to see it oth: lse.
Without a word > spoke of a J
friendly interest wh 1 carried your
message to your fri i.
Nearly every week you see some
thing ahich might tr ;:est a friend !
in a far away city < country but |
do you take the trc '.e to mail it?
Why not resolve , i do at least ;
one thoughtful ac; .h day in the
interests of an ou de friend?
One woman has C :ided to write |
a note to every sick friend who is
confined to home or the hospital,*
and do it the clay she learns cf Uie
illness.
You know it is one thing to make
resolves to be thoughful and quite
another to act upon the resolve in
time.
Don't put off your friendly act
for it may be loat in a busy day.
Qet a comer in the desk ready
by having cards and stamped en
velope with fountain pen or pen
and ink ready for instant service.
Be systematic and forehanded in
tjiis business of a thoughtfulness.
Jumping Meridians
By LINTON WILLS and NELS LEBOY JORGENSEN
2
That had been a good many
years before. Aversatilit.y of
intellect and an abrupt, care
less confidence had taken him
naturally into the newspaper
field. Fleet Street had known
him. Then, leaving it once,
tired of city life, he had joined
an expedition into Africa’s in
terior.
It was then he found that,
although he had left newspa
pers behind, they had not for
gotten him. Three press syn
dicates wired insistence upon
his representing them before
his expedition even got started.
One of the requests he accept
ed. From that moffient on, he
became a wandering correspon
dent—when he was not gold
hunting, exploring, or adven
turing for lack of interesting
movement in his own field.
Aviation he had mastered in
its earliest stages—because,
chiefly, aviation was something
to be mastered. It was as a
flying instructor that he had
met, and become the friend of
Billy Crane during the World
war.
His visits to New Yorl; had,
been brief affairs; the city in
evitably tired him; and ns the
years wore on he found himself
more and more out of place in
the life he had left behind.
Until his present visit. An
ill-fated Arctic expedition
wdiieh he had joined had land
ed him eventually back in his
home. And then there was
Frances, whose debutante par
ty had come like a touch of
Fate’s strong fingers that sea
son. Jimmy stayed on- forget
ting, while the winds from far
countries passed by his ears un
heeded.
At 35, Jimmy Brandon found
himself wondering for the first
time what love meant, infinite
ly humble in its presence,
strangely gentle and diffident
under its strange alchemy.
Oddly humble and gentle to be
the same man who had once
called a sultan a thieving liar,
-.IMS A[P1|IU Sll[ ‘poppou OUBJQ
and who had at another time
won at poker 10.000 rupees
from a maharajah who had
piomised to have his life the
day bo Lore.
Frances Lassiter's many
guests were leaving in little
knots; ^the ball outside was
tilled. Jimmy, as lie sidled
across the room. Avas watching
Austin Rogers. The millionaire
seemed so essentially in place
here, so much a part of it all;
he resented him. Rogers was
handsome, too. But more than
ali else, he seemed so definitely
suited to bp with Frances, so
confidently certain of his right
to he at her side.
Jimmy bowed numemu«
times and replied at random to
the low remarks that met bis
progress across the deep-set
room. They had heard of his
latest escapade; had heard he
was to be decorated at Wash
ington for some heroic part he
had played in the last expedi
tion. One lady, older than the
rest, who had known his moth
er, demanded to he informed
whether the ice fields north of
Hudson Bay really looked like
the face of the moon.
“I haven't been to the moon
—yet,” Jimmy replied in all
gravity. “But there's no rea
son why they shouldn’t.”
Then he was at Frances’
side. .She looked up, and he
found his pulse was leaping at
her very nearness. How fragile
she was, and exquisite! Possi
bly it was that which thrilled
him so. So much of Jimmy
Brandon’s latter life had been
spent among things that were
anything but fragile and exqui
site, so much of it had been
hard and cruel.
A loose-draped green tea |
gown fell away from the mar- |
ble whiteness of her shoulders;
a slave braeelet, studded with
sapphires set in an ancient
scrollwork and clasped about
her upper arm, fascinated him.
He wondered if he could ever
buy her one like it.
“You’re not very attentive
—for a cavalier!”
At her careless, laughing
voice he raised his eyes to meet
hers.
“I’m not a cavalier, Fran
ces,” he found himself reply
ing. “I’m taking something
seriously for the first time in
life. You’re it.”
He ran his fingers absently
through a sandy shock of hair.
There was something lovably
boyish and eternally youthful
about Jimmy, in spite of all he
had seen and known. The years
seemed never to have touched
him. About his eyes, when they'
were not grave and dubious,
there were little crinkles made
by his smile—a smile, someone
had said, which had carried
Jimmy through a score of rows
in dubious dives “below the
line” and the reception rooms
of kings and princes with the
same assurance.
“Serious—and I’m it,”
Frances repeated. “You've got
your going-away face on- Jim
my. Did you come to tell me
goodbye?”
He shook his head. “I hope
not.” With a vague little ges
ture of futility, his hand went
out to embrace the emptying
room and the fluttering, overly
well-mannered guests. “Fran
ces, are you ever alone?”
She frowned slightly; and
without following her gaze,
Jimmy knew that her eyes
wore on Austin Roger’s trim
back, across the room.
sometimes, she mur
mured ; and then she looked
about her. “Why?"
“I want to talk with you—
and soon. I must! Frances, let
all these people go to the—”
“Sssh!” Lightly she touched
his lips with her finger, and
yet the touch seat a strange
pulsing through his being.
“You’re not rounding Cape
Horn, Jimmy—you’re here.
And no one here ever tells any
one to go any place; they simp
ly think it, and smile.” For a
second she hesitated. Then “In
five minutes. Most of the peo
ple will be gone by then. I’ll
slip into the den and you may
follow me.”
She pressed his hand quick
ly; and then, before he had
quite assimilated what she had
said, she had turned away and
was talking with somebody
else. He drew back.
In five minutes . . . five
minutes. Grimly h« told him
self that he would ask her then.
She had to answer; and when
she answered, he would know.
If it could not be Frances, then
—! He stopped suddenly.
It was odd; but there was
almost relief in the thought of
going away once more, over
the old trails or in quest of
new ones, back to that harder,
crueller life that he neverthe
less knew so much better than
this one. It didn’t matter so
greatly where he went. He
resolved mentally that he must
look over all the steamship
folders and railway guides that
he had tucked away in h!s
rooms at the club lest they
tempt him.
Then he saw Frances moving
av-av. There were only a few
people left* and these were hav
ing cocktails preparatory to
rushing off for dinner. Rush
. . . hurry . . . excitement.
That was the one part of this
life that Jimmy could enjoy.
(TO BK CONTINUED)
Q What does Singapore mean?
N. O.
A. The name of the capltol of
the Straits Settlements is Malayan
and means lion's town.
England
Sanley Baldwin, in' On England and I
Other Addresses."
To me. England is the country and j
the country is England. And when
i ask myself what I mean by Eng- !
land, when I think of England when I
I am abroad, England comes to me
through my various senses—through
the ear. through the eye and through
certain ible scents. I will
tell you w7ufw«ney are and there
mav be thoee among you who feel
as I do.
The sounds of England, the tinkle
of the hammer on the anvil in the j
country smithy, the corncakes on a ,
dewey morning, the sound of the
scythe against the whetstone and
the sight of a plow team coming
over the brow' of the hill, the sight
that has been seen in England since
England was a land and may be
seen in England long after the em
pire has perished and every works
in England has ceased to function,
for centuries the one eternal sight of
England.
—- ♦♦
At Zion City, Illinois. is a col
ony that firmly believes the earth
is flat, and one of its members,
Wilbur O. Volivia, has started on
a walking tour to reach the «dge
of the world. . _
Clean Kidneys
By Drinking
Lots of Water
Taka Salta to Fluafc Kldnaya If
Bladdar Bothara of
J Back Hurta
Eatlof too much rich food may pro
duce kidney trouble In some form,
says a well-known authority, because
the acids created exelte the kidneys.1
Then they become overworked, got
sluggish, clog up and cause all sorts
of distress, particularly backache and!
misery In the kidney region, rheu
matic twinges, severe headaches, add!
stomach, constipation, torpid liver,1
sleeplessness, bladder and urinary lrri-!
tatton. I
The moment your back hurts or kid
neys aren’t acting right, or if bladder,
bothers you, begin drinking lots of
good water and also get about fonrj
ounces of Jad Salts from any good
pharmacy; take a tablespoonful In m
glass of water before breakfast for a
few days and your kidneys may then
act fine. This famous salts is made
from the acid of grapes and lemon
juice, combined with litliia, and lias|
been used for years to flush clogged1
kidneys and stimulate them to activ
ity; also to neutralize the acids In1
the system so that they no longer)
Irritate, thus often relieving bladder
disorders.
.Tad Salts cannot Injure anyone!
makes a delightful effervescent llthla
water drink which millions of men1
and women take now and then to help
keep the kidneys and urinary organa
clean, thus often avoiding serious kid
ney disorders.
Science Note% Change»
in Potition of Pole
Although the Inhabitants of the
earth are not perceptibly affected by
the wandering motion of the North
pole, yet It is a phenomenon of In*
creasing Interest to scientists, particu
larly astronomers.
This motion, which Is suggestive of
the “wabbling" of a top, is extremely,
slight when the vast size of the earth
is taken in account. For about 30
years the North pole has never, It Is
claimed, been more than 85 feet away
from the place It should occupy if the
earth’s axis of revolution never varied
In direction. The amount of variation
lias been learned by the International
Geodetic association through observa
tions and four observing stations, all
close to the thirty-ninth degree of
North latitude, and all within 500 feet
of the same parallel. These are at
Mldzusawa, Japan; Caroloforte, Sar
dinia; Gaithersburg, Md., and Ukiah,
Calif. Precisely similar observations
with exactly the same kind of zenith
telescopes are made at each station
on carefully selected stars. In this
way, any change in the direction of
the pole reveals Itself by a shift of
the stars.
A Pest
Blinks—What kind of a fellow 1«
he?
Jinks—Well, he Is the kind who
doesn’t know that there are several
million other things besides himself
that could be used as the subject of
r conversation.
Literal English
Alfr«d—In New York a man Is run
over by a motor car every 20 minutea.
Albert—Poor fellow I
Naturally
“Why would you rather marry an
ivlator?" “It would be silly to discard
»■ ace."—London Tit-Bits.
Ha Wants to Know
“What’s the town up to, Zeke?“
“Hauling sawdust.”
“Revival or circus?"
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