The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on July 28, 1953 · Page 13
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TUESDAY, JULY 28, 1961 BLYTHEVILL1 (AMf.)' COURIER WBWt PAW THIRTEiai OUR BOARDING HOUSE — with Major Hoopl. OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williami EfiAO,.TW«36S//He'$ MASTERING —-I CAriT S£A.e| HIM A80UT AS J PLENTY 0> SEATS IN -R> LOOK?' & SOOD AS t(4E DA R6AR O'DA. BUS/M tea ME—~ ^PAHlSU FLEET gULL/ WWeU ®r 1$ LAUGMlMG VA CUMe UP F*0.*% #?y £H0WlMSP, ADMIRAL DAT <?W'r, WE'LL. )=V <SO FSR A PlELp GOAL/, _ LANDED WITHOUT A 8V TIME I AM 6ETUPOWHOSS THAT WAV, BOTH ME AND HOSS NEED REST-NOT NSTEAP OF USIWO CHAIRS, BOXES AND FENJCES, WHY DOM' 1 " VOU LEARN TO &WIW6 OfJTO A HORSE LIKE A OP^*>,T>ev46Y/ T . THE "THAT UPSTART)) JLJST 2 6lTrW& OUT 'THIS DAMCE«-T-iB THE LEAP PAUTS „,. MI i,«,^_ ^t». »»,« MD/ittEUO ft PILOT! MELLO WHAT MAPPeNgP?< WELKIN ...ME IN FULL CHAZ&6 OF POCKET •5H/P.I NAME 15 CAPTAIN &ONE, WE'LL FALL 1000 MILK! LET/ME WKE THE CONTROL*! •' ..^p^wBWWPPB^^^'^^ Beside the Laughing Water * X Romance by LOUIS ARTHUR CUNNINGHAM NEA SERVtCE, Inc.. I JT wswn't hard for bilith to single Archer Fenn out of the crowd that pushed agftinsi the barrier as soon SB the silver ship had taxied !to a stop—Archer's six-foot and hii thick black wide shoulders and tanned face, the black mous- ilach*. He looked a bit like (Th* Laughing Cavalier, Lil- fith had always thought. But ithe dashing looks were be- 'lied by his thoughtful, serious nature, by a love of the jcuiet life, in one built for .-high adventure. • "Welcome lo our fair Domin;ion, Lflith." H« put his brown i hands on her shoulders and ; looked down at her wHh smiling j delight—into the brown eyes be- jhind thefr horn-rimmed glasses, ithe clear-skinned face, its mouth ionly faintly touched with lip! stick, at the rather severe way ;the gleaming bronze hair was j drawn back and knotted in a |chignon; at the sensible gray ; tweeds that fitted so well with )this day in mid-September when |the erispness of the Canadian J autumn was already challenging jthe sun's golden warmth. ', "Archer, it's grand to see you i again. And it was wonderful of ;you to put in a word for me— (indeed you must have put in a jgood many so I'd be given this jpost at Edgemere. After all, I |had only a year's teaching ex- jperience at home—" "Lilith, my darling, I laid it ;on as thickly ss I could for you, 'but I don't think I at all exag-' gerated your qualifications for the position of teacher of English and dramatics to the young ladies of Edgemere school. After all, I knew you pretty well during our four years at University." . "Thank you, Archer.** < "One thing I didn't mention though, was that you were a raving beauty. The president and the faculty members of Edgemere are delightful persons charming ladies, but if you wanl to imagine the ultra-acme of ab- aurdity, just try to picture them in a bathing beauty contest." J She let him guide her to [maroon station wagon with the j name Edgemere school on the door panels, surmounted by shield with the school's crest. A porter was stowing Lilith's traveling cases in the rear. "Yes," went on Archer. "And I was glad I got away alone be a welcoming committee, was afraid you might step oft that skyship looking like England's gift to Hollywood and that some of the Edgemere ladies— say, Miss B o 11 o n, the math teacher, or Miss Pellew, home ec, or Miss Tait, the headmistress, had been here looking for their new English instructress, Miss Lilith Graeme, M. A." 'I thought of that, Archer." He handed her into the station- wagon, jack-knifed his own long body under the wheel. "You don't fool me, lady. Peek- im-boo! I can see under those jichoolmarm glasses, under the pallor and the tight-drawn golden hair, under—er—the tweeds jand the Perth brogues. You're '.noi Lilith Graeme, English teach- .er, you're Lesley Gray, once of Ithe London stage— M '' "Sh!" Sh« put t slim, cool i hand against his lips. "Whisper .it not in Halifax, tell it not in the streets of St. John. And also, ;my friend, 'that was in another t country and besidei the wench ii dead— 1 " stopped beside the stream* "The Laughing: Water." ;"POR • moment, »11 the lauch- 1 ter, the banter, left her, as | the words of the quote came fully home io her and ils signif- own young iiit> She had been only 18 then, In the last year of the war, anc tfick, combined with the dearth of more skilled performers, hac given her a small chance on the stage—the part of Diana Lane in "Crasskeys." Archer had seen her in the part of the beautifu] young sophisticate and she had shown him some of the stills during their lime at University. She had lost heart for the stage, lost heart for almosl everything that early spring seven years ago and the bright sun that had gone down then seemed as if it would never again arise. One must be young to love so deeply that there is actual heartbreak and she had loved Giles Wayland and her heart had taken from his betrayal of her love and from his death a wound that, it seemed to her, would never heal. Giles Wayland had been killed in the last month of fighting. He was a Canadian, perhaps that was why she had been thinking of him now at her first setting foot in the land he had loved, "And, besides, the wench is dead," she thought. That young eager thing who had walked breathlessly on the London boards while hell broke overhead, she in whose bright eyes the stars of hope and youth and iove, that wondrous trinity, shone with a light supernal—that girl had died in the battered city seven years now gone. She had begun to die the morning she came to Captain Giles Wayland's flat and the girl named-Poppy Ewart in flamboyant pajamas had opened the door to her and laughed at her stricken face while Giles Wayland's great voice came from the bath over the rush of the shower, singing— "Alouette, gentil alouette Alouette, je te plumcrai—* And always—yes, until the last day of her life, she would see the wicked, triumphant look in Poppy's blue eyes and hear her voice, "Oh, darling, won't you wait to see Captain Wayland." • * * E had not seen Giles Wayland again. She sent back the ring and his letters, went off to a war job in Scotland without leaving him any means of finding her. And the next she heard of him he was dead. She had been given the chance of a university course after the war and there she had worked hard. Friendship with Archer Fenn, who had squired her about bit during their student days, had led her to this strange land. "Sorry to be so dumb, Archer." She shook off the old thoughts. "It'i just that I always wondered so much about this country. Once, long ago, for » little while, I thought it was RoinR to my home, then something happened—" "Well, it was only a postpone- itient," he said lightly, guiding the station wagon through the (4 cars aod Uxu al Lbei airport gate. "You're here now and I do hope you'll like it. I've been here almost two years and it's got me, I love it. When I was a kid—" he glanced at her a bit shyly—"I was crazy about Red Indians and when I got here I found the whole country rich with their tradition." She had 'always liked his enthusiasm, his quiet earnestness. "I paddled my own birch canoe on the big river," he said. "I sat around their council fires and learned some of their speech. And, believe it or not, I'm a chief of the Malicetes." "Archer!" She laughed with him. "Not really? Complete with feathers, buckskin leggings, war- paint and tomahawk!" "I," said Archer gravely, "am known as Chief Eagle From Over the Water. Let pale;*o» iM(«aw beware. Seriously though, I've learned a lot and I plan to write a book on these people. Oh, not history or speculation about whether they're descended from the Seven Lost Tribes of Israel —but a book about their songs, their poetry, their legends. Some of them are beautiful, Lilith— and the names—the great river that flows in front of Edgemere and St. Bride's, my school—they called it 'The Laughing Water'." They stopped beside the stream. For a little While, her ears still attuned to the even hum of the motor, she could not distinguish the sound of the stream, then it crept slowly upon her senses, a strange, cosmic voice, a melange of a thousand sounds, a blend of beauty. • » * ARCHER was looking at her •"• eagerly as a boy, his dark eyes alight. "Hear it?" he said, almost in a whisper. "Up there is your school." He nodded his head towards a wooded hill. "They don't open until next week and only a few of the senior dragons are on hand. I dare say I'll be asked to dinner while they try to draw me out about your lurid past." 'Archer, I beg to insist that for a while, anyway, you leave my past alone. I'm Miss Graeme now, please remember — teacher of English Literature, of the drama—" "They'll love you. Never fear. They're all wild about the Ihea- .er—even pay fellows like Michel St. Denis to come over and tell .hem how they're doing. You'll wo\. them." "You're sure, Archer? You don't think they'll find I'm loo young and want their money or want lo turn me in on an older model? I had to send a ahDto, and the one I sent them looked like Jane Eyre—** "Showed strong character, Miss Tait said. 1 was there, in her office, the day it came. 'And such excellent recommendation.1 And your own high praise, Mr. Tcnn. W« are to fortunate to lave one who knows the lady at first hand. 1 " ,(!• fi« CvaUuuctl) Television — Tonite, Tomorrow WMCT, Memphis, Channel 5 MONDAY NIGHT, JULY 27 6:00 6:30 7:00 8:00 8:45 9:00 9:30 9:45 9:55 10:00 10:30 11:00 11:05 11:35 11:50 11:55 I Married Joan Music Hall TV Theatre Boxing News Weekly American Inventory News Reporter Tonight in Sports Weather Big Town Rocky King News City Hospital Industry On Parade News Sign Off "The boss's son has got another murder mystery to keep him busy this afternoon—it ture would be a nic« placa to. work if he ran the firm." FRICKLH AND HIS FRIINM WE CAN GEf ACQUAINTS IN THE LIVIN6 OUR COOK DINNER/ GIVE M6TIME / TONI...ICAKT ASK JOW FOR A DIVORCE, SHE HAS ALL THE MQHEY/ WAY&£ I CAN THINK OF DEAD MUST HAVE 6£EN DOlf*' NINETY! THAT COPS SLOWIN' USPOWN.' 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