The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927, October 01, 1922, SPORT NEWS WANT ADS, Image 21

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Follies of the Passing Show
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PItOF. FRANCIS CABOT CALE. I'h. D., U.
Lit., slushed his way resignedly nlong the
waterflooded gravel walk which led to his
unpretentious bungalow. For the dozenth time
ince leaving the ofllce of the registrar that eve
niiiB he congratulated himself that he had
asked the ltev. Dr. Sebastien Lodge out to spend
the nl;;ht and th it the reverend doctor had re
futed to come.
"ft Is certainly no night to try to sell a man
tuburban real estate," he said to himself, shift -Ins?
the five pnund of tea and the 10 of lard,
which he had purchased during a hurried noon
hour, to his other nrm.
".'o, I would never persuade Sebastien to
buy that bungalow tonight," he added conclu
sively, cutthins himself in the nick of time to
prevent a plunge headforemost in the ditch. His
small hand.s clutched determlnably at his tea
and lard. The January thaw which had fol
lowed a zero spell of snow and ice had made
walking a precarious pastime. Already it was
threatening to inundate the whtfle of Garden
Bloom, having so far unsettled three chicken
houses, one carafe, and flooded three-fourths
of the cellars of Garden Bloom's worried but
dauntless dwellers.
No, It was not a night for prospective buy
ers of suburban real estate, Francis Cable, ac
customed to looking facts in the face as a clas
sical student and a natural horn fatalist, realized
that everything was wrong from a selling stand
point. Such a conjunctive combination of cir
cumstances, he groaned, could happen to no one
In the world but an unfortunate commuter
whose star was not in the ascendant.
In th first place, the train had taken 59
minutes to make the trip instead of the usual
J? the time cards boasted. It had poked inter
minably with that provoking disregard of pass
ing time which every commuter knows never
happens unless some city dwelling friend is sit
ting in the same sent with that "I'm mighty Find
I don't nuke this trip every night" expression
Then, too, all of the light in the small sub
urb wer out. The streets and walks and coun
try were lmm rs d in Cimmerian gloom. Ac
cording to th." aUiiiitmc this was a moonlight
flight, and the general electric company of l'u
It obey county w is pledged to fjrtmh no light
en thee o. csi ns. That nature h id rhoaen to
hide hrr neon behind Impenetrable clouds of
M;iari blackness t n.liui'tedly no fviH of
th ciectrla concern In riues'lon.
I th.r.W i iU tli h. ne hAt:n th A rat
thii.tf in tha mornsni and hv him pestpon
hi Utt till IN w. k er t T'l weather Play
he rbared tn bx than and ama of iha iater
dried out ef the -elhr "
It w n t o much tb? I'nto ia t'ahia
cruel HfbiMiert f"r -. v dot tti inr riiot
c-f eir't h n t tn h nihborln hunt
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He could assume that all these lights had
been burning" as cheerily and as recklessly for
everal hours. Lola's fear of the country was
an emotion she never let die from lack of
proper cultivation. She treasured the convic
tion that like the ill-fated three hundred of Im
mortal fame, robbers lay to the right of her. lay
to the left of her. Nor could any number of
concise homilies on the part of Francis to the
effect that in most instances robbers choose
their points of attack with a view to possible
treasures they might obtain swerve her view
point. His words fell on arid stretches of in
nltention. "Francis Cable, you make me tired with
jour foolishness," she would drawl. "Haven't
I awakened up all alone in the night at home
and seen a man cllmbln' right in the window?"
It was conclusive, this fact, and brought
out freshly each time served its purpose ex
cellently. It stopped the flow of Francis" well
ordered speech nnd established anew Lola's
prerogative to be afraid.
On reaching the house Francis Cable delib-
rated whether he had better attempt jumping
the pools of water, their actual depths unde
termined, which lay in front of the house, or
whether he should not try wading around to
the rear. Jf it had been his mothnr's house back
in Massachusetts there wtould not have been a
minute's hesitation. The waters of the Atlantis
would hardly have proved sufficient reason for
coming in the front way on such a night as this
nnd exposing the revered front parlor to such
remnants of the elements cutside as Inevitably
cling to shoes and overcoats and trouser legs.
Hut the easily disturbed soul of no such Im
maculate houst keeper surged in Lola. He might
have climbed in the window and dragged in
all of Garden lUoom in his wake for all that
Lola would have been perturbed.
Francis finally chose tha front entrance,
leaping over first one pool and then another
with an agility seldom brought into practice
since college days. The porch M.Tht, w hich had
been burning a hospitable welcome up to the
moment h appeared and really needed it, chose
to blink out suddenly In the midst of one rf
his vault In midilr. After th!a It was with an
utter disregard fur t oiiaenu. lice an I art aban
donment to sheer luck that he mreened his un
irrtiMn way to hl doorstep.
Stamping about on the 1 on h v jih en igli
to bring three I.oUa tn the d or if o in
clined, lie !ic.ec,!e,l at ilrt tn removing hi
wnii-r a. ikd overshoe 411. 1 ptuhtnt; open tro
!'r A ni.ill irnn through wht h the liuiv
o..m huh! hirrd revealed th fuet that tha
d"or hd lo t elan been I itched V.t 11 ( ,..
!! t!nt I.o!i' fei ef tha l-.i g.t.ia and lh
intmt'b'e rra l;h"eric th.lr gr;p on br
auifl .! to permit h'r to a d or -tn-
b ke-.l al-rr .1 if
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and cold. Ttus samovar was his most cherished
possession. The articles of a material nature
which hy owned and cared for were pitifully
few. Trevor had given the samovar to him that
year in Constantinople, that unforgettable year.
How far he had come since then!
"Well, you see, the old door wouldn't close
all day long," explained Lola easily. "Some
thing's wrong with the lock, I reckon, and I
was afraid Ellen would catch her death of cold
if I didn't keep the wind out." She was stoop
ing over picking up the shattered fagments.
"Everything was wrong today," she went on,
changing the subject. "The furance wouldn't
draw at all smoked all day. Every time I
came up Irom the cellar I looked as though I
had been working in a mine."
"I don't see the point of using my samovar
as a barricade." reiterated Francis.
Lola's face clouded'. "I took the first thing
handy." Her soft, drawling voice sharpened a
trifle. "I don't have time to sit down and think
over each thing before I do it. 'With the mil
lion and one things I have to do, I would be
under the sod if I tried." A shrill wail from
one of the twins changed her course. "Francis,
don't you care nothing at all ahout your family
any more? You haven't asked about the chil
dren since you came in?"
"Well, I have been a bit absorbed," Francis
gate a gtim little laugh. He motioned to the
package he had thrown on the rhalr. "Some
staples I brought home for you. I got them at
a sale."
"I wonder If we'd manage to live at all If
the sales should stop." There was a flicker of
malice in her tone. Naturally she was extreme
ly good natured. being both too amiable and too
Indolent to indulge in tempers, but this last
year there had been a difference. She had
been growing edgy. She did not bear criticism
easily, and she caught the unspoken reproof In
the man'yvolee. "We would more than likely
stop eating, don't yu'J think so?"
The man flushed faintly under hi sallow
skin. He looked up at her quickly. He won
dered If she thought that he liked It. this
ptni'hlnf which he bad to do at every corner,
this frantic pursuit of sile, this constant weigh
ing of a dollar, apending It in dozen way be
fore be risked par'lng with It at all. Of court.
he could not know that he hatefl It the mora
bee !! It had alwat been don In hi f ither'
family and hi fither befora hint. !ut h
otilf i I quietly:
"I'll own. It would b hard on 11 Salaa help
to rnnke tb ltd maet and tha adgt hp." It
w.t f. lid of well orn jhraaa
"Not mui h .tppli- f tr 1 1 an e There
'tr three 1 d!eetr here toU'. n-l th" b.ibjr'
he I tnotlur n all "
ho be i
IjIi hedged "U e't. they m.rrn'i all el
vtiy 1 !. t r Th plomt er inni i te,iv hi
Hi Vt bn t two fi 111 l.'i I en, l...r, - I
that ci-al u fl? .o- a He oatht l hir bnn
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I'm alone here, the more I feel like giving up
my job to some one else and starting straight
home with the children."
Francis Cable smiled. This was not the first
time that Lola had made this threat. It was
becoming a regular reaction which followed any
kind of casual remark he might make.
"I am sure I don't know of anyone who
wishes your position, do you? he could not re
frain from asking. The truth bacliof his ques
tion struck him as amusing. Lola was the first
girl who had ever wanted to marry him and the
only one, as far as he had ever known. And
that, too, was when he was younger and the
edges of his trousers weren't frayed and his
overcoat was not a spring weight which he was
desperately trying to make answer January
purposes. '
"O, I reckon some of your stenographers
might not object to trying the Job, though I'll
own they wouldn't stick long."
"So, I suppose not," said Francis, the smile
fading from his face. He was cold and hungry
and beginning to be disagreeably conscious of
his water soaked feet.
"How soon will dinner be ready?" There
were numerous tasks he should be turning his
attention to. It was plain that the furnace
needed some sort of radical treatment. Proba
ably the entire chimney needed cleaning out.
"Not for a long time," retorted Lola. "You're
home earlier than usual tonight. This coming
home at all' kinds of crazy times makes It aw
fully hard for me. I never know what time to
plan dinner for." She stopped. She Intended
to suggest that the ceremony of eating might be
accelerated if Francis would clear the tahle
himself, but she found that her words were ills
solving in thin air. Francis had vanished. She
heard sounds of shoveling in the basement, and
much poking. Little gusts of smoke hsd al
ready commenced to rush out of the registers.
Lola reached the door to the cellar In a re
markably short time.
"Francis, don't you know you're making that
old furnace smoke something terrible? I
thought you went downstair to top It."
This last was intended a an excellent el
ample of wifely sarcasm, but It fell on deaf ear.
At least there wa no answer. Only the sound
of redoubled poking and thovellng. She waited
a minute, then slammed the dotlr and returned
to her taak. The volume of tmnke which l
ud from the register hid become noticeably
Us.
Le.! woiked faster now. flh began to
w:h th:tt tha had trted upper trin etrller.
of r.'iir. Franci hungry. h knew hoar
he economised on lunrheon and ald"m per
mitted hm.eif anything but tandntch nl
rup ef I
"Toor Franiia, h certainly dot hit a hard
time t f I!." h l?hed l uMr 5 hurt of
ifeiy . onr!'i.'ii
trtn 1 r.bi o.g-r-d In kia Hvtof room
bo g miugtt to e hi .ott couple of volume lf
lrt m Ttrari' and life in Coitaitntlneple fr-m
tba naii'v arf4iil r ef hork Put hi
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something. The children would be better cared
for and she would be happier. She had eaid to
innumerable times. As far as he was con
cerned, he would have a chance of making
more money. Trevor was a lucky devil and
he could follow in his wake.
As he started up tho stairs leading to the
attic he recalled that he had not even se-en baby
Ellen. He hesitated. Her afternoon nap was
lasting late. That memt that she would be
up half the night.
"Francis Cable, I'd surely like to have you
come and help me with these dishes. You bet
ter rome If you want any supper."
Francis' mouth set in the determined lines
only a small mouth can asume.
"I am going up to the attic to read. I don't
want anything to eat."
"I reckon you'll come when it's ready?" she
threw after him.
He did not answer this. Only closed the
door and went on up the stairs
The attic was cold, but he did not notice it.
He had forgotten that his feet were wet. After
some" little trouble he managed to locate two
smoky lamps and place them on an old rickety
table near an even more dilapidated couch.
He picked up tho first volume, "Days and
Nights in Old Constantinople," nd commenced
to read it at random, somewhere along the mid
dle of the book, his feet propped high on the
back of a discarded kitchen chair, a ragged pil
low at his back.
Francis Cable never knew at Just what pre
cise point in his "Days and Nights In Old Con
stantinople" that he suddenly came to the con
viction that he was, to use a slang expression,
"through."
It was as if something In his brain had
snapped anl another person, Infinitely removed
from his steady, dependable self, had read the
amaiing message his brain had flashed before
him.
"You are going to get eoif. You are going
on that trip with Trevor. You will be better off:
your family will be better off You can sell your
little house and give the money to Lola .1 a
tarter. She ran go home with the kids, and
th money you earn in your research work will
be more than you are making now and go a
lot further."
Francis Cablo ro&e from the d.lspldate.l
couch on whli h he had ben It ing. It aa odd
how, a h had Come up the stii a few hour
hack. Turkey snd I'onnUnMnopla had seemed
vary far aw-iy, a detached part of him that he
could hot recall except Inadequately and with a
grl effort. Now they tenied very near, an
Intimate part
The rloi-k tHIking IJ a ho pushed op. 11
tha door Into th living rmiii H lata a srt
of mill urprta. ihetf ii Are u binning in
th (int
II dram out time eaid, lrnb'.g 1 1. mrr
tha Br to te.il l' a htd il ItM neat -aighivl
ea blinkad fblt. Tea t.ih.ny ti tha ! i
fun Into I ' ti Me wi.ti.il t. h IW He r-it
on hi ht tiij e-at Tha H" be airP.S'aJ t.t
l.olv waa t h ti ai ttr t 0 -t i!t ttof M nieri,
a-.lt bal kt htl l.n m!! ti l.n g.i.J Out
b .il f la ban k t.iin-irrow K-tH .i ti
II tititletl hit grrtntty to hm.etof . A
..tyi k ba k vt r't'. btl cb a'.iji i- tea ii
bit h- i4 lb I 1 . 1 ' l i l..i. if I a .. I
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f I N i 't a.t .!- ' -.a . a m, n,
She had not been gone long, he felt turt of
that. If she had he would hava felt that rutt
of wintry air at soon at he had comt down from
the attic. It must be only a matter of minutes
at the most that she had been out alone in the
night.
He saw the Jightt of a car coming toward
him, a big, monstrous car, It teemed, at It
plowed Its way through the mud ridden street,
hurling ahead of it a volume of light
He moved toward It In a sudden dealre to
stop It and ask the people, whoever they might
be, to help him hunt for Ellen.
But he did not reach it. A tiny figure, a
mite of a figure In white against the black of
the night, toddling out from the curbing half
a hundred feet away. It went slowly, hesitating
In doubt which way to go. It gurgled and
cooed and clapped Its hands with delight at Its
freedom, its new unfettered liberty. Then, its
little arms waving high, in friendly greeting of
the oncoming car. it quickened Its steps, hurry
ing on toward the bright lights as if they were
the friendly lights of her own warm home.
A scream escaped Francis. Inhuman, the
cry of an animal. It broke from a parched
throat which cracked under the strain of ar
ticulation. "Ellen Ellen Ellen!"
Then he was after her, running and stum
blin;r for what seemed an eternity of time, his
short legs covering unheard of distances. After
that he knew no more except that he had
e aught up with the wisp of white and was roll
ing over and over with it in hit arme. Ht did
not even feel the impact of the skidding car
when it struck him grazlngly.
When Francis Cable opened his eyes he saw
Lola In front of him. She was throwing fresh
wood in the fireplace. He saw her pal fact
half turned away, her red brown hair piled
high. He heard a familiar voice at hit tide, a
voice he rould not quite place:
"Well, old boy, how goes it? Mighty glad
to see you back amongst us'."
A colossal effort his head moved. He ta
Trevor, hale, vigorous. He began to remembei
iiiany thing.
"tlah Ellen? Whert It the?"
"Fine a a fiddle, Bern asleep these twe
hou r'"
I. ol 1 had come cloae.
"I'oor Francis'. You sure did hate torr.t
tumble'"
Her cool hand reated soothingly on hit furt.
He closed hit eyes littenlng to what tha was
anylng. She Wiit telling turn how that wta
Trevor car which htd com down tht road
tnd how baby Elb n hid cpd from hr bed
and gon to "flirt ppa ' Hut ht had taval
her, of fouie, tnd htmlf. too. a miracl It
teemed to them now.
II. tie pen ..I Imiuirintf iy
"What jou lining. Tr, in thi part of ihA
e oint. j " ha kd f.unily-
't aln to aa you," A gllnned ' Wanted
to t !! eu iht riawt Hnimbr t'atricla. the
(id t want M a. hol Willi It only gtr af
1. tl't t.tf, bo it' Wall. I ran v r hr tjatt
1 . htn.t 1 A it ftr .oil tPar I lfl u. tn
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