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SYNOPSIS.
Neale Crittenden, typical American
>oonr man. has grown un in I'niontown
a village near New York ritv. has hern
graduated from Columbia university and
naa taken a position with a lumber firm,
■ college he fell In love with Martha
^vVentwortn. who declined his proposal tu
■Acd. Martha Is spending a year In tier,
■"any with her fathor. Neale accept!
■els disappointment philosophically and
■ bends his efforts toward success In busi
I "ess. In Fmnre. Marlse Allen, about
'Neale's age, lives with her American
rather who Is foreign agent for an Amer
ican firm. She Is an ncrnmnllshed lin
guist and pianist and goes to Home tu
continue her studies. Neale is spending
a year ahromi. In Rome he meets
Marlse and they become close friends
Neale nml Marise visit places of Interest
with two other Americans, a young mun
named fdvingstone and a young woman
Rugcnla Mills. Neale and Murise find
they are In love with each other, though
uellher hna mentioned It. Marise has been
to Paris to visit her father and has Just
returned. Neale asks her to take a walk
with him to celebrate her return.
But she hadn’t. As they passed
through the city walls and come out.
just the two of them, under the wide
sk.v he asked her about It. timidly;
for he was horribly frightened and
moved, now that he had her to him
self. And she said that she was
sorry, she was very ignorant of Eng
lish and American poetry, having
been so little in an English speaking
country. Neale sighed. No luck!
She went on to suggest apologetically
that she ought some time to go back
to America and take a course In Eng
lish literature, or at least gather the
books about her and read. "My old
Cousin Hetty's front porch wouldn't
be a bad place," she said thought
fully.
"I'm going to see that front porch
before so very long, you know," said
Neale, springing one of his surprises,
with a rapidly beating heart and an
Impassive face.
She darted one of her swajlowswift
glances at him.
"Yes, you’ve persuaded me. I've
persuaded myself. I’m not going to
sell the Ashley property right away,
not without going up to look at it at
least. I’ve been thinking a great deal
about what you said that first day.
I’ve been thinking a great deal any
wtiy—can’t—can’t we sit down some
where?" He flung away any pretuRso
of having a special place to show
her. She too had apparently for
gotten it. They sat down on the short
grass, their backs against a low heap
of stones, part of the ruins of a very
ancient acqueduet. Far in the dis
tance a flock of sheep roamed with a
Isolitary shepherd leaning on his staff.
I "You know—you know what we've
peen talking about, trying to find
t ne’s way, know what you were meant
|o do. Well, my guess about myself
fo that I’m a maker by birth, not a
.buyer or seller. The more I think
of It the better It looks to me, like
something I’d like to put my heart
into doing as well as I could—taking
raw material, you know, that's of no
special value in itself and helping
other men to make it worth more by
adding work and intelligence to it.
You know what somebody said about
the ounce of iron that’s of no use,
and the hundred hair springs the
watchmaker makes out of it. 1 don't
see why I dion’t think of it at oni<
when I knew Uncle Burton had left
me the mid. But I'd never have
thought of it if you hadn't helped me.
It takes me so long to get around to
anything. And you are so quick! You
see, I know a lot at out the lumber
business, and quite a tit about saw
mills, and I can get on fine with
workmen. I like them, and I love
working in the wond3. And—and—"
he brought ou. the second of his care
fully planned prints, ‘it would b» a
home, too. You said it was a horns
Everybody wants a home, Marise.”
He sat silent, listening to the word
ns it echoed over their two homeless
heads. And thori he trc.k his courage
in his two hands and turned toward
Marise. What he saw in her face so
shocked and startled him that every
carefully planned word dropped from
his mind. He forgot everything ex
adapt that the dark set look was on
her face and all that tragic sadness
he could not forget.
"Marise—Marise—what is it?” he
cried, frightened. What could he haVe
said?
With her shoulders and eyebrows
she made an ugly, dry little gesture of
dismissing the subject, and stud
ironically, "What makes you so sure
everybody wants a home?”
He stared at her stupidly, not able
to think of anything to say, till she
went on impatiently, irritably, "It’s
Just sentimental to talk like that. I
never heard you say a sentimental
word before. You know what homes
are like—places where people either
lie to each other or qoarrel.”
Neale was startled by the quivering,
low-tired violence of her accent. Why
should she wince and shrink back as
if he had struck on an Intolerably
sensitive bruise—at the word, home?
"Why, let me tell you about my
home,” he said eagerly to her, in
answer to the tragic challenge he felt
in her look, her tone. "I don’t believe
I ever told you about what my home
was like; Just the usual kind, of
course, what any child has, I sup
pose, but—let me tell you about it."
He began anywhere, the first thing
that came into his mind, what the
house was like, and where the library
was, and how he liked his own room,
and the security of it; his free play
with little boys on the street that was
his great world, and how he felt back
of him. as a sure refuge from the un
certainties of that or any other great
world, the certainties of what he
found when he ran up the steps every
afternoon, opened the door, his door,
stepped into his home, where he
KBs sure of being loved and cared for,
%nd yet not fettered or shut in.
'Father and mother always let me
alone, let me grow.”
He told of the meal times and his
boy’s raging appetite, and his moth
er's delight In It. He told of the eve
Ings when father and mother sat read
ing together; of the free flowing tide
of trust and affection between his pa
rents, changing with their changes,
never ths same, never dffferent;
trust and affection of which he had
never been really conscious but which
had always been the background of
his life. He remembertd even to his
father’s tone as he said, ‘‘Oh, Mary,"
and her instant, "Yes, dear, what is
it?”
He found himself telling things that
he himself had never thought of till
then—his parents’ tolerant patience
with hi* boy’s fits and starts, with his
egotism and absurdities, with his pe
flods of causeless and violent energy,
its other periods of causeless, violent
ndolence.
And West Adams, he had always
till this moment taken for granted the
stability of that second home of his,
that had been hll father’s before him,
Uke a rock to which his tossing little
boat was moored whenever he wished.
Grandfather and Grandmother, plain
old people—Uke Marise's old Cousin
Hetty perhaps—grown as much alike
as an old brother and sister, who still
went off blue-berrying on the moun
tain together every summer.
And then, when he had needed his
home no longer, the adventuring
New Serial Novel Sunday.
Now comes a lovable boys,
Mickey, dreamer of dreams and
’ighter of fights, to entertain the
readers of The Omaha Bee.
Michael O’Halloran, Mickey to his
Friends and afflicted with no
enemies, is to be Introduced in
the new serial story starting Sun
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Gene Stratton Porter, author of
the novel, has named it after her
leading character, Michael O'Hai
loran. It is the clironicle of
Mickey's struggle to raise himself
and his ‘‘family’’ from the station
in life in vvliieh they were left by
tile deaths of their parents.
No one can help loving Micky or
Lily Peaches, his little foundling
who has been crippled from birth.
No one ran help being deeply in
terested in his effort to make Lily
Peaches well or to find a home
for them both.
Micky’s struggle and ultimate
success will entertain you to the
nth degree for the weeks that the
story will be run in the columns
of The Omaha Bee.
forth of his father and mother, and
his guessing for the first time how
they had tamed their self centered
youth to be parents; the moment
when he and father stood together
under the old maple tree and under
stood each other so deeply, with no
words, all the years of affection and
trust rising up and standing there
with them; and how father and
mother had driven away as if for an
Indian summer honeymoon, mother's
face smiling through her tears. Ho
told—-yes. even that—how for an in
stant he had felt hutt and left out,
and mother had known it and coma
running Lack to say a last loving
goodby to the little boy ne had been.
Marise had not said a word as ne
brought this all up for ner to see, nor
did she when he had finished and was
silent. But he could see that her
hands, folded together in her lap,
were shaking. He waited for her to
speak He knew there was some
tning cminous in her silence, like
gathering thunder. H's heart was
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hravy with it. He was afraid of what
might Le coming. But he longed to
have It come, to have it tear down tits
barrier between them.
So that's what you havo known —
V’hat every child has, you suppos?!”
she said passionately, her voice quiv
ering and breaking. She stopped her
self abruptly. She could scarcely
breathe, her agitation was so great.
She knew what she would do if she
opened her lips again. But she would
die of suffocation if she did not
speak. It rose within her like a de
vouring flood, ail that old, ever new
bitterness; and beat her down.
She heard herself, in a desperate,
stammering voice, telling hem . • .
telling him!
When she had finished she leaned
her face on her hands and was silent,
feeling as though she had died. When
she finally looked up at him she saw
that the tears stood thick in his
eyes. She had never dreamed that for
good or ill one human being could feel
so close to another. It was as though
she could not tell whether those tears
were his, or had come healingly into
her own dry eyes.
She saw the anguish of his yearn
ing sympathy—and yet what was it
he said? Something she had not
dreamed any one could say, "Oh. the
poor little girl you were! Wasn't
there any one to help you to get it
straight, to understand it?"
"Understand it!" she said harshly.
"I understood it only too well."
He looked away from her, across
the plain, and kept a thoughful si
lence. Then he said, "I don't believe
you understood it in the least. Is it
likely that any 14-year-oid little girl
could understand anything like that,
anything that must have begun, had
Its real causes back before you were
born—and why should you take the
point of view of an ignorant old wo
man who certainly had the ignorant
old woman's appetite for scandal?
You probably didn’t even get straight
what really happened then—it sounds
fearfully mixed up, you know', as
though there must be more than that
to it. Let alone its real meaning, its
human meaning, if you had known
all the facts—and there certainly
were lots more facts than what you
saw and what that old woman put
into your head.
"And, anyhow—oh, Marise, no mat
ter what it was, it has nothing to do
with your life now! Why do you let
it mean so much to you? Just think
how long ago it happened! It hasn't
a thing to do with you. How can it?"
She flushed a deep, shamed red. and
asked in a whisper, "You don't think
that I . . . that J would be like
that?” I
He cried out furiously, “No, no, n6!
What an Idea! It's nothing to you—
nothing, I tell you. It's been nothing
to you for years. You ought to have
stopped thinking of it ever so long
ago. Kverybody starts all over again.
You're yourself. You don't have to
keep carrying that around with you
It doesn't belong to you. Let it fall.
Leave it here!" he commanded ab
ruptly, springing to his feet and
holding out his hand to help her rise.
"Leave it here! And walk off into
your own life."
She stood up beside him now. so
giddy with a strange new lightness
that she laid her hand on his arm to
steady herself.
At her touch he flushed hot with
the desire to put his arms about her
and hold her passionately close. The
desire was so lotense that he had for
an Instant the hallucination that he had
done it, that she leaned her head
against his breast. Hut he had been
so harrowed by sympathy for her
poor bruised heart, had been so
touched by the reveaiatlon of the deli
cacy and fineness of fiber which had
but served to deepen the dreadful, un
healed hurt with which she had lived
helplessly, he was so moved by her
white, drawn face, lifted to his own
with a childlike faith in what he said,
he was so wrung with his thankful
ness to see on that pale face a sensi
tive reflection of his own certainty,
oh, now was no time to burst out on
her with the flame of his passion,
now when she was so weak, so de
fenseless. He put aside his passion
with a strong hand, resolutely.
Looking at him, she saw his face
flush darkly with his desire, and felt
herself as safe from a touch as
though she looked down on him from
a high tower. Had she ever felt safe
before?
She leaned on his arm like a con
valescent. She walked off beside him
quietly, Into her own life.
II.
She was tired, heavenly tired, when
she reached her room that lnte after
noon. She had not been tired like
that since she was a little girl; re
laxed, abandoned before the soft-foot
ed advance of sleep. She could scarce
ly think coherently enough to send
word that she would not appear at
dinner, before she was undressed and
in her bed. There was nothing in her
mind but this exquisite fatigue, from
which presently, even now, as she
thought of it, sleep would drift her
away. She laid her tired head on the
pillow with a long breath. Some weak
tears gathered in her eyes and ran
slowly down, but they were sweet
tears, not bitter. And so she fell
asleep.
It was late, when she woke, well on
into the next day, and the room was
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filled with the crystal clarity of day
light. As she opened her eyes, she
waa thinking as though It were the
continuation of a dream, that if she
ever had children she would . . ,
she would take care of them! She
would learn how always to be close
to them, so that she would be there.
ready to help them when . . . She
wouldn’t leave them helplessly to
think that the evil was in life itself
and not in coarse and evil minds. She
wouldn't leave them for years to
think that the poor, mean Joking of
sniggering servants is all there is to
life and love. She would stand up
1 for them, look out for them! Marine
stood fiercely on her guard for them
now, up In arms ngainst what threat
ened them.
It had never before In her life, not
even fleetlngly, not once, occurred to
her that she might ever have childrn.
She knew now that she wanted them.
That was the second step into her
own life.
(Continued In Ttie Mnrnlns Uee.)
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