fHE FORBIDDEN YEARS by WADSWORTH CAMP * V ■* JJjf.V .fJ- —■■Jj!.. mt .1 '1JrV' L 11 ~ 1 “Come Ini" The remembered voice, eager and musical, sang hap pily through the panels. Bar para o|»etwd the door. MUs Minnie was halfway perohs the room When she saw Barbara she stopped, pretty, graceful, poised In an attitude of nrre,;ted haste. Her face was blank with surprise. “Bobble NorrroM!" Ail the music had gone from her voice. Barbara crossed the threshold, feeling like an Intel loper, not knowing why. “Were you expecting some one else?” The answer rang too vehe mently. “No, no, no I'm glad It’s ycu ’ Obviously Mill Minnie wasn't glad. Barbara stam mered an apology for having tome; she felt the need of it. *Tm off for Europe Friday night, lor a long time. I haven’t seen you for ages.” ML* . Minnie took her hands. Her motions were Jerky, and her giance was on the door winch Barbara had closed. “I've been wondering how you were getting along. You’re •taying the night?” Barbara shook her head, re senting the strain she was under, not understanding it In (he least. “There’s a train aroung nine •'clock.” Miss Minnie brightened with Inspiration. “Time to go to the front •ampus for senior singing. It’s •tuffy here." Barbara sprang at the idea, flhr didn’t like this room, or th' manner of her welcome In It, which still bewildered her; and on the campus there would be a chance of meeting Gray. Rather feverishly Miss Minnie went to the closet and •nntchcd down a wrap. “Come along, Bobbie, and you’ll tell me all about it as we go," 8lv took Barbara’s arm and burned toward the door. The door opened without a knock. Gray Manvel’s bulk filled the frame. Miss Minnie drew back, her pretty face drawn and white. Barbara leased against the wall, breathing unevenly. The miracle had occurred, but it wasn’t a happy one. She remembered that mo ment In the stadium when the hero had satisfied his wor shipers. “Do you know him. Mi. s Minnie?” “Oh, a little." But Minnie’s glance had fol lowed Gray around the track until he had disappeared In the dark mouth of the tunnel, resembling a triumphant gladiator propelled by tire tumultuous aplause of his ad mirers. “This is an old friend of mine. Barbara Norcros.” Gray appeared not to see Miss Minnie. He stared at Barbara. At first his face had llgtened; now he frowned. “I know Miss Norcross. We’re a pair of Elm ford savages. I tame for the books you were lo bring me from the library." Miss Mtnnie Indicated a table in the window. “They're over there. Bobbie and I were thinking of run ning across to senior slngtng." The lines disappeared from Bis forehead. "Maybe you’ll let a senior gome along, If he promises not lo sing." Barbara straightened; her Instinct was to escape from lhat room. “I haven't much time. My train leaves a few minutes after nine. They all were more at case to the warm night, but Oray, Indian Chief to Dir In Texas Pen Chair SuntivUli, Tn - (UP) —Chief M wins, krton of a tons line of (HteroSer Indian ofUef*. mud die |i Um tlecirte chair here for klllum c4d Kvaoceitne Cavaaca. The Indian, who «pe«wia his last Skfi fajJu*joins trinkets of beada. ' ronfaadon that he «tole d '■ ^ ^ ^ HrauaMi killed jhar^ and I Barbara noticed, hadn’t taken any books. "What you doing In Prince ton?” "Miss Norcross,” Miss Min nie began. "Is going—” Barbara stopped her harsh ly. She didn't want Gray to find her now. "That’s a secret, Miss Min nie.” "Sorry. I didn’t know.” Oray growled at her “You’re the most secretive person I've ever known.” The only light on the rront campus came fram a few patches escaping through the thick foliage from the strets and some diffused straying out of windows here andthere The chanting from the steps was subdued, too, and had a melancholy lilt. Barbara and Miss Minnie sat on the grass. Gray stretched himself beside Barbara. Her hand was ting ’ llngly aware of the approach of his, but she moved a little nearer Miss Minnie, and clasped her hands. His whis per, inaudible to Miss Minnie, barely reached her. "What’s the matter?” She didn’t answer. She didn’t quite understand what had happened; she didn’t try to draw conclusions; she wa:> only dully convinced that Har vey was right, that her vague visions had dissolved, that she had acquired the knowledge she had come here to seek. Gray Manvel was no more serious with her than with any woman, like her or Miss Min nie Barton, who dwelt outside the small kingdom once ruled over by Mrs. Twining. She was merely one of Gray Manvel’s games. He growled: "Gad! this is a cheerful party! Don’t blame you for getting the blues from that dirge.” The melancholy bars droned on; a dirge, in fact, for Bar bara’s hope. She was glad when the mellow tongue of the bell in Old North tolled line. She couldn’t avoid Gray's hand when she started to rise, and he drew her upright. His grasp hurt, but it gave her a sensation of appeal; it semed striving desperately to tell her something. "I’ll put Miss Norcros3 on the Junction rattler.” Miss Minnie said she would come too, and in the crowd on the station platform got Barbara for a moment to her self. "Isn t he a dear, a great child? I’m proud to know him.” Barbara didn’t answer. "Hard to realize lie’s going for good in a few weeks. I’ve known him ever since he was a freshman, when I used to help him about the library. "You’ll miss him,” Barbara said. “Good-bye." She shook hands with both of them. Gray’s grasp clung What was he trying to tell her? She entered the car and sat down, staring at the window with hot eyes as she was coasted down the slope to the canal. Good-bye, for an In definite period! No. A final farewell. She had found out what she had come here to learn. She didn’t want to see him ever again. "Here I am Barbara." Gray grinned down at her. He got his bulk into the nar row space at her side. "You never thought I’d let you go like that.” She moved rearer the win dow. "Where’s Miss Minnie?” "We got seperated in a mil ling mob. I Jumped the rear | near the railroad tracks. He said "fire-water” was to blame. The par ents Mr. and Mrs. Henry C. Cava zos, and Chief Red Wing were all troupers In a carnival playing at New Braunfels at tha time. New Oil Well* Bring Defunct Company to Life Wart Worth. Tag.—(UP' Defunct nine years, tha Virginia DU and Re rtuiug ouaypanjr has suddenly ceure to Ufa aa% started pern* CONTINUED) --—.. —I gating $4,000,000, besides $400,000 ia debts. -■ ■ Reno Gambling Houses Now on Main Streets Reno, Nev. — (UP) — Time was when gambling dens were to be found only on side streets and in other hideaway places but here the houses of chance are now coming more and more to the main thor oughfares. Some of the leading gambling houses are now within plain sight and easy walking dis tance of the Fourth Street Junior j high school RISKS TAKEN BY MEN OF SCIENCE Research Involves Every Kind of Peril. Scientists, in their own way, are nearly as intrepid as the more spec tacular winners of Victoria crosses, and it is not their fault that every line of research does not involve the risk of death or mutilation. When such a subject does present itself, however, the investigator seldom hes itates. says the Montreal Herald. A case in point is that of Van Campen Hellner, a famous big-game hunter, an authority on deep sea fishes and a valued member of the American Museum of History. The curious subject he has chosen to in vestigate is: which sharks really at tack human beings, and their meth ods in offeuce and defense. To get to grips with his inquiry he sailed some time ago to the Baha mas with the expressed intention of swimming in shark-infested waters, armed with a dagger. With him went a cinema operator, whose job was to film the experiments from the vant age point of a glass-bottomed boat. The result may be to prove that the viciously named “tiger’’ shark is real ly quite harmless to human beings, thus relieving the apprehension of swimming in tropical waters. Of general interest was the task undertaken last winter by members of the German anti-seasick commis sion. They spent several months traveling in two state motor ships plying between the Baltic ports of Swinemunde anti Pillau, a route no torious for its rough passages. Dur ing the voyage's they investigated, by experiments on themselves and other passengers, the efficacy of many so called seasickness remedies. '1 wo or three rattier eccentric re search inquiries come from the United States. One of them, car ried out by nn efficiency expert, re sulted in the world-shaking conclu sion that typists do their best work while seated at pink desks. Just why Prof. G. H. Vansell, of California university, weighed the breath of a hive of bees would be rather difficult to explain to a non seientific audience. But he did it, and the world is now in possession of the information that the average hourly loss of weight by perspiration of the whole hive of bees is, in win ter, 36 millionths of an ounce, and in tumnier 23 times as much. Five eminent scientists of America are devoting a considerable portion Df their time to studying a single baby. They want to find out why she laughs, howls, plays with her toes, sucks her thumbs, refuses to go to sleep, and does, or refrains from doing, the hundred and one acts of a baby's normal existence. The extreme of American eccen tricity is represented by the regis tration, last year, of the Noah's Ark exploration fund, in the state of Illi nois. This body will have its work cut out. The last heard of the ark was about A. D. 776, when a flash of lightning was said to have de stroyed the Ararat monastery which contained what were alleged to be the relics of the ark. And the site of Noah's vineyard, which used to lie pointed out to visitors at Argluiri, was destroyed by an earthquake in IS 10. So the administrators of the fund have no light task before them. Fought Fire With Melon* A truck loaded with watermelons that Walter Grilflth was taking to market skidded otT the highway near Wenatchee, Wash., and burst into flames. With no water available, Griffith had an idea. He hurled wa termelons at the blazing truck. They burst and spouted water all over the blaze. The twenty-third melon put out the fire. WOMEN: watch your BOWELS What should women do to keep their bowels moving freely? A doctor should know the answer. That is why pure Syrup Pepsin is so good for women. It just suits their, delicate organism. 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