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WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 8, 1930 THI2 DAILY COURIER; OONNI1LLSVILLK, PA. PAGE THIRTKilTN'. I could no't refuse to "take tt. I felt ;lcr cool fingers in mine, for one* ever- pasting moment; and It was as If they came. In that moment, home, where they had always belonged, I don't know which of us first let go. I know that in one moment, with the tender dancing below and the luggage gone, ·and the passengers who were to join icomlng up the ladder, I realized that il had been an Incredible fool, and fthat It was too late to do anything at i all about II:. If she was engaged---If jBhe wasn't--she liked we. Me. She jhad not be:n flirting. Her eyes were (dark with sleeplessness, nnd the (shadow that comes of love denied. jSha looked at me, and made the littles 'movement with her lips that means . . . you know. And I would have ijrtven fire years of my life for the 'chance--Impossible now--of Hiking her in ray arms and kissing her very breath away. All round us there were deckhands scrubbing, stewards carrying things, the fourth ofilcev was posted at the head of the ladder, a stewardess, .armored In white starch--God knows iwhat she wanted there--was gnplng In the nearest doorway. 1'nssengers, new Arrivals, bngan to shove past JPla and myself, coming between us. "Sir," said some cursed person, "It you want to i;o ashore, you'd, better not keep the tender; captain's anxious to get away." I don't know what I'd have done-- itnlsicd my passage, maybe, and itnisted to luck to see me back from ;tho East when I had spent every coin I owned, getting there--If, at that MJlnute, a vei-j- tall, thin man had not '·come tip tho ladder, pushed deter- iwlncdly between Pia snd myself, and ftaken her by both hands. He kept Ijiumplng her wrists up aud down, and [staring at her- as If ho could never have enough of It. He was extremely handsome--sharp regular features, ·omawhat rnaiTed by a brief Geoifgn V fceard, chestnut hair clipped close to keep It from waving, large, brown, hard eyes, flgtire of an athlete. I could have cheerfully split his skull With an ax, I knew who' he was without asking; but If confirmation was .Beaded, I had it when an obsequious 8trw»rd rushed forward, trending on Kay toes as he wont, and blentetl-- '"What cabin, Sir Richard? Shall 1 taka your luggage, Sir Rlchnrd?" Instantly tho -whole weight of the ·oclal system by and io which the Waa of Landers lived, seemed to press iwn upon me like a giant hand, pushing, relentlessly, Pla and myself apart. I saw ir^one thousand-facetted rrlslon, the world my people had owned and lost; its myriad reserves, de- fences, shibboleths, Us fierce prides land pitiless scorns; its solid pedestal [of property, lifting nil who belonged jto U far, Tery far above the inud and idust In which we others must go. The tense moment passed. Sir Ilk-hard had lot go I'la's h a n d ; was busying himself with the traveler's eternal preoccupation of baggage. I luid seen what t had seen, and I know, as well as If I had had an hour to t h i n k It all out, instead of a couple of second:!, that what was--for Pin-- wn.s best. I could wreck her engagement if I chose--of this I was sure--but I was equally sure that if 1 could, I would not. I would drop out of her world as i had dropped In. Tho male Cinderella's pumpkin coach was r e a d y ; his h o u r hod struck; back to the fishes! and let the fairy princess s t u y in her palace, undisturbed. I f I wns Kick at heart, as 1 went down that endless stair, I was doubtless no worse than many millions elsewhere · who were sick at heart H i n t day, and of the same disease. So I tried to tell myself, when the tender was reached, and I had found a seat on the roof of the cabin, aud the engine wns beginning to turn over with loud s p a t t i n g u n d d r u m m i n g noises. Ko I tried to believe, when I saw tho face of I'in looking down at me from tho rail, a long, long way above, and /olt her eyes f a ' l on me like the light of a star, strange, snd, remotely fair. T, who was merry enough by nature, had no laughter left In me that day, else 1 think t must have been amused nt tha sudden .sight of Mrs. Lauricr, arrived too late, shootipg her celebrated death-raj- at me "with Intent," as she stood, kiraono-clad. in cue alleyway door. Or nt the other, fairer vision on the ship's sacred bridge--I knew at once t h a n outy Jinny could thus profane the high altar--holding nn Imaginary glass to its lips, waving nn arm at me, and shouting w h a t t l guessed at, b u t could not hear-"Drink hearty, we'll soon bo dead!" Then tho tender Champed and fussed nwn.v, and tho ship receded faster and faster, and t h a t chapter of my life looked to the" catlo" of the cutter, rowed myself ashore and pulled th« dinghy upon this stonoa. I wnlhed up the endless stretch of Dam Jettr. The tide, uoi», was running fast away to sea, and the coming sunset was reflected In sheets of muddy flame upon the flats left bare. I hnd gllppwt through the muglc door, got myself Into th« Fourth Dimensional world that lies beyond be world that mort men know. If ti»a thought «»f Pla Laurie* *«n« back to me, in my trading »tor«. **· | hind tha beach ot Darn, I think it came as » chime of bells comes, from Bonte distant' clo-!c tower, Bounding often, acnrcely hoard; part of on«'« life, yet nearcely remembered, unless, for any reason, Ua rau*ic la withdrawn. Possibly I would have told anyone who asked, that I did not think of her. She nftd gone through wy life--It seemed--a* a sudden, gnat of wind Koca through a house, scattering; the common things of hourly vise, breaking the mirrors, slamming window/i and doors, and nmkltu; tho place look us if nothing would ever be the same again. But -Grinds pass by, and household goods are gathered and set up once more. The wind that was Pia had blown, and passed -I thought, One trace It had left. I conld not keep from thinking of Sir Richard Fanshaw. He troubled ras- Not »« much because he ras going to marry Pta, though that was a spot of raw pain, never un«i»ceiisarlly to be touched --but because of n certain, odd, floating resemblance in his face to something, some one r^ndeteriklned, that had Btnick ma, In thoae few moments upon the ladder of the ship. It worried me as a iwne, half lOTgotten, worries; and that is Uka a loose tooth in the mouth. I It troubled me nt Urn oddest mo- I ments. My store--I think I har« not CHAPTER III r mine brick »o Dnru, off western I ' i i i i m i . on a b r i m m i n g tide, t h a t masked the mml-iials with nrres of re- flertett Island, miles of bright m i r - rored sky. Tha dream t h a t 1 hnil dreamed on tho grant l i n e r clung nbout m« still, but only us the after- umth of tin opium carouso may cling about a man who Una loft behind him, days and mites a w a y , the place where lu« d r a n k , ami tlveanietl. I reached the Uaru roadstead, anchored, slung m.f dinghy out (for I lint', m a d e - t h e hundrcd'auil-iweuty-mllo run across from Australia, alone) got p r a t i q u e from the t h i n , young govern- men official who rowed out to meet Dir, and changed w i t h h i m the news of t h e Islands. lu.and. bill sluai ror. gear tog*thgr. My Store--I Think I Have Not Told You--Wa« Almost on the Beach. told you--was almost on the beach. It stood perched up n high plies, with a flight of rough atepH leading up and In. The Interior was one large dusky cave, with Usht that fell from iloora set at each *m3. At flrat, you didn't see m u c h ; In a minute or two, tho ahinlng clusteri of tin blllycami and pannikins in tho roof, and tha piled strata of cottons, red, yellow, pink and green, acd the loin cloths and the yard-long knives, and tha strings of beads, like strange little Jfrulta, and the platex and the lanterns and tho sacks o f . r l ( l e uncl the towers of tinned meats n u d flah, became dimly visible, each la its place. There was alwayrt a wind blowing through, from door 10 door, and there was a mossy and fishy smell from the reef, not unpleasant, and n warm whiff of frauglpannl flowers; for Daru U full of theaa. . . . I)arn, Daru by, the western boundary of I'apua, where civilization stops, ships come seldom, and time is marked ry rise and sot of sun--Daru, aa lslr.ii'1, filled with the spirit of the islands, holds In its heart, though it is A(Vest !l )rn Pacific, the secret of the true South Seas. All very well, n n l I fell it, aa I moved about among my cottons and tins, bargaining w l i h wild fellows from the Fly for o canoe load of coco- nntB, selling tinned meat for turtle- shell, rice for a catch of trocas. I felt It, and liked It, for I had tasted the honey of the South Sen world, and Its flavor was pleasant to recall, though In truth the strong liquor of the Western Islands suited jne best. But why--why was U\e store, aud the blazn of green bush and dazzle of sea- vater, seen through I t s open doorway, nncl the smells of reif and shell mid f r a n g l p n m I flower---ny, nud the very winds f l i n t blew u n e n d i n g l y from door to Uoor~--wl;y wns all thlw connected In my mind w i t h It : chard Knuahnw, k l r i n u n . company promoter, w e a l t h y wan and f u t u r e eiuitotlinn of Tin Laurlor's l i f e ? TO HE CONTINUED. Doubles H e i g h t In Two l)nys. BOSTON, J a n . 7--T!I iul'aat «on of j Mr. and Mrs. J o h n T k u c u u k Uubieil i h i s h e i g h t i n t w o dn.-s. uccordiiig l u 1 Hi-, M u r k i l i t i i i e r , in chiircc or ciiae. ; | A t b l r f h . t l i c c h i l d u e i ' ^ l m d MVO [ l o u i u l s J ! due o u n c e a n d xviit. i r i l y «evoii iiH'lies i i t a i l . Two iliiy,, laid 1 '·(·· \V;-H 1 I tin iiec. j J M l l f f i u l U f i K h r d '-.i.\ ( i m i - ' u i n r e l l i a i i j i at birth. . CHAPTER MXXIV. T HE cold buaiiffiis--^procedure »£ the hosp|t,ai routine n*n» soul waa· |to be born-her- baby--rhers and Dick's, and those nursjes and doctors were laughing in ! the hall aa she passed her room. But there was that sweet nurse that Dr. Gibbons had sent to see her--"Miss Tobin"--but my patients call me "Toby," she said. "Miss Tobin"--those brown eyen ---what thoae brown ey«s must have seen--babies born Wotild the doctor do anything for her when he came--the afternoon had come--five o'clock--he d only telephoned. She didn't know, what Miss Tobin had said,, A strange iraraa came m while Mias Tobin went for her supper. If Miss Tobin would only come back. Then «h« had fallen aal««|»--- trtw lone--bat then--* different kind of pain-The operating: r«wn--tortwre chamber--Dick--his arnui were stronger tfw.n Miss Tobins--6he felt her hands clutching Miss robin's-i-wonderfal woman to be to patient and kind with her--and Dr. Gibbwis. He didn't have a heart of atone--oh--Mummy---dd you do this for m«T I never loved yon enough--I didn t understand --«h--Mummy -- *»y Mummy -- betp ma--O--09 alone--among strangers--think of eolHera on the battlefield wounded--all alone-Christ--they deserted Y»« that night fan Oethjseinane--and your mother--tha Virgin--like this only In a stable--the wildnesw of it-like being hurled about in a tyclone--there another one--can t TM through it must--can't get nway from it--G«d have pity-Blackness-- Thou coming ap---iiwta great lepths -- way down ---up -- a p -- what WM that window--it wasn t there before--and that light--the door. Misa Tobin holding her hand. Dr. Gibbons writing on a chart under the light. "Mrs. Grier," Misn Tobin was speaking. The doctor turned and felt her poise. "You've a fine litUo son. Mrs. Grier." , A »o«--n» more pnm -- those landages--Dr. Gibbons-"Is he all right?" liko every mother they wore her firat words. She cloned her wyes--her baby was all right. It wns all over. She must see him -- but she couldn't ;isk -- s« tired--where waa her baby--she remembered they didn't bring them right away m hospitals --perhaps they would thi* time-re sleepy---can't ask--sleep--| To wiikwa--all over--no more, pain--a son--my Imby--my little ,' 0n --oh, God, You are kind. 5 promise to live my life as You t?ould have nus--my baby--where is he Miss Tobin smiling at hor aa sh« trakans -- dear Toby -- how she ttood by her. Enid rftleca her cyc.i ta Miss Tobin--jiucb beautiful tyea Miw Tobin thought, shining eat from that white drawn face-poor child -- hard time -- and her husband in Mexico, "Miss Tobin, may I tee him?" "Yes, dear," irmilod the nurse. "I'll bring him to you." She waa mt of the door, shutting it quietly after her. Oh-she was going to see him--her heart fluttered. She watched the door and waited. It was long-- ·vhat was the matter? Then the door opened -- very etowly and there came Mias Tobin. Holding the baby in one arm, she turned down the covers on Enid'a right ai(?e and laid the baby on her arm---hi« little head on her breast. Quietly she turned and left the room. My baby--my son--the wonder ot him--the little soft head and the gentle breathing--the tin'mess of the hands--such little fingernails--soft a g a i n s t her--tha greatest moment of a woman's life --her first born--in her arms-lying close to her henrt--alive «--safe--her cheek against that lit-- them through 'the ' llttlo sock? --where will those little feet go -- lod help me- to guide them -- dear God in heaven -- so merciful and kind -- · the miracle of si new 1 fe-- and hers -- .all hers Enid glanced up and ou: of the window. It was there, lihinmgr brightly -- glorious in its majesty anrt brilliance -- the morni ig star. Enid held her baby close to her. The tears came. "Our aon -Dick." * * « Dick and Ned were on U eir way back to the railroad, after inspecting the new properties wf ioh had recently been bought by t le company. They hrid ridden o horseback all day -- frightfully iot and tired thoy we.re. The chel ts were pitching their tente for th *, night and the fire was made fi r their supper. Hardly a word they had spoken all day, But good friends do not have to talk -- the blessing of renl friendship. Supper over, they tur icd in, lying side by side. Ned was restless. He turned first on one side and then on the other. Dick lay perfectly aiet, sui if asleep. , Finally Ned got np and quietly left the tent. Dick could h ar him walking up and down in f -ant of it. He heard him strike a mateh and smelt tJw smoke of hi cigarette. Dick sat tip, thought foi a moment, and then nrcnt o it and joined him. They aa.t dc wn together, elbows on knees Nisd handed Dick a cigarette am *trut:k a match. Ned's face was n krean --lines which Dick had n«rer seen before showed in it in tho flare of the lighted match. "God, it's hot!" wld Dick, brushing bad: liis hair and loosening the collar of his jacket. "Fierce," Ned brualbed. "It's no HFC trying to s sep-~-T wonder how those spigotys do it," pondered Dick. "That's all they do," -eplied Ned. "This country's sound nslciep and doesn't k n o w it -- the whole place i« asleep." "And laiy -- thos-s chou i arc dead «or« because we kep them going nil day." "And we'll ktep thorn go ng tomorrow, too," declared Ned "Yes -- tomorrow night w 'II get bax-k to clvilination." If yon call that d u m p where the railroad ends civilisation. Dick." "We'll hnve a look at tin t new gusher when we ge: there She ought to be pumping; by no"." But we won't »U,y there We can get that train ont th- next monung. If ·** get a gooi start tomorrow we e»n BC-* ihe w 11 tomorrow afternoon," urged N =d. Ho was sil'int for a nv nient, took a last draw on hia cif iretto and buried it in the send; soil. Then be spoke. 'We'll surely hav-3 some naws from home by the time w » p:et there. Yoa kiiow, Dick, this is the week the baby ix expected." "Is it?" lying to Ned b; pro- tending stii-prine. 'Yes -- and there ought o be some sort ef a cable fot me. "When we get in tomorro i I'll telephone -- iiomeone will be it the office -- either the company's f f i c e or the cable o f f i c e in Ta npico if thare arc any cables, I 1 ask them to open t h e m and read them to ma. I'm crazy with this waiting. Rotten 1 couldn't bo tb iro -it's about got me nutty --this wondering and waiting. So pose she didn't Ret through It. She's never been tiickly -- b u t ) ;nid'a rind of frail -- anything flight Kappon -- God, Dick. You don't loiow how I feel." (For God's sake Ned -- tk u't -don't). - "And to think I won't see him when he is firat born--to think 1 couldn't take bar to the hospital and be there with her. It's fierce, Poor kid. If ahe ewwr needed me in her life, she doea now. and this damned company had to send me way down here. If she'd only told me. Imagine being that unselfish --my career--the hall with it. No one 'but Enid would have kept it from me. She's got nerve. Did you notice out on tho ranch how she took tbofio trails--you know vary woll she was frightened--a tenderfoot coming out from ths East and riding them without » whimper. How about that day bee saddle aUpp»d?" That day--that day--Enid-that was the beginning. "Such a gentle, ruiet girl, Enid --and yet with that courage of hers--I cant get over it--that she would have the nerve to go through with this without me. I don't know of another woman who wouldn't have raised Cain at the mention of her husbnnd going off to the end of nowhere." "Enid's o:rse in a million, Ned;.** "And that baby's apt to be » conplo' of months old before I B«C him, Dick. I certainly didn't g«t the breaks this time. God, I wish it were morning and we conld get started. If I knew the way, I'd start right now--but thoae spigotys would murder im if w« suggested such a thing. I wonder how bribing them would work?" "I'm afraid not," said Dick. "Money doesn't mean anything to them if it interferes with sleep. Whv don't you try to go to sleep, N e J ? Here, take » slug of this rum--a good big hooker--that wi*y do the trick." And Dick went into the tent to bring his canteen to Ned. Ned raised the flask to his lips and took a long drink. He wiped bio mouth and handed it back to Dick. "If thU should knock TINS trot, Dick, you get this gang going at daybreak--if you watee up." If he woke up. Sleep. If he only could. Enid--waa she all right-- wna she suffering--could sho en- dura it--would she survive--Gibbons was good--poor, dear little soul--tomorrow night they might hear something. Nod had thought of this same thing. Telephone to Tnmpico. Dave would cable immediately--Dave was with her--Drive never had beea a tower of strength ----but he had a good head and loved his sister. Dick lit another cigarette and looked at t'..- flask--no, he'd be damned if he would--why should hn ease hia misery when Enid-and then he might not wnkcn early enough. He went back to th'e tent. Ned was snoring. All .through the night Dick lay wit!) a tortured' mind--Enid-her--- Light strciiks in the. sky and the sudden dawn of the tropics, Dick thought of another dawn Ho roused Ned. "We'd better b; fretting started, Ned." Through the think tangled jungle the trail led--the horses slipping on twi.Tted root-s and sinking into the soft slime of boggy swamps. Slow-How slowly they went--both ·white men were urging' their horses and thinking, driving in their minds----to got to that place -where the railroad began -- there were telephone wires, too-Ned was riding behind the !end. Dick was neat. He turned his horse off the trail for a moment and said to Dick: "Dick, you to.ltf my place. You're "tetter at this horse pusinesa than I am. You j?u-k this fellow up. Try yoar Spanish on him and if that doesn't work, try some good old American profanity. He may be able to translate it more quickly." bo Continued Tomorrow) I 8 M . hr IMwi. SctxtmerboTQ TOWUL THE OLD HOME TOWN Stanley; / P U T H K R ON 1 MRS PR-TORS' \ LINE, SHED 1 S,ET ALL. THE 1^ NEvgs THEN i WELL. » ~TV\eUSKT Vouo POT SonETM/N7 MORE | ON THAN 'THE MOp . "THE Sl_AU«5H"TBn£ WHAT Do -YOU EXPECT ON A POUR PAK2T DEPOT 1 . 1 .- - MRS Stioops z. WA^. so IN THB S5E:ruLrrs or=- ME!5. HEWJ PHONE: SHE C:AL.LI:D IN ONE OF THE" L.OCAI- OF -lOAU-S. OF THE COMPANY BY LULU IIUHT PETERS. M.D.MITHOa Of "DIET feHO HEMTH-AKP'OtET fOR CHIIDREH* tc felucca Ste/.j/.f-uw) an 4 ft Half Founds \TSAH POCTOR: A year aj,*o (.11 months, (Jo be ox.lct) 1 began Polemize. My frlnnrjs told me tt. Sfteep's -dMHMft A d thg it--car if ul not IRA ft. heati.it; little Beoijrice CSHtnshciw dear Jittle fj-e't xvrnppoci in the Ultii H u n t Patera. M, [ uldn't ho done, but. being- of a very determined fmrim o f m i n d , I wouldn't give np, once I had starter!. When I begun, I weighed Jest 21!)',i- I am B foot G'.i inches tell, ar..1 30 yenrK ol i. yesterday 1 wiijLfhed 157. a l o s s o f R2',(. p o u n d w. J.siri tl-:at flno? I'm more t h a n delighted. J used to w e a r - a 44 brassiere, now I take 3G. A lid am I wrinkled? Not a h . t ; ii; fact, my hubby says I look 10 yearn younger, and really, that Is how ] feel. Am I near enough to my normal weight, or shall I get down to 150? "Never, never again will I get so terribly fat because of overeating. 'Counting calorics Isn't at all bad, and I've grown to lova ray dally vi-allts. {I walk 1% to 2 mites every day.) ".MRS. S.~ According to tho r i l e of allowing HO pounds for 5 foot In height (in stocking feat) and B !4 pounds for each Inch over that, you should · weigh around 145, eo you are ftbout 12 pounds over this standard, Mrs. S." However, U may ba tiint tills la not excess for you, If. your frumowork ts heavy. Usually, If there la 11 or 12 pounds ·xcoss, it la easier to gain more pounds, on a diet that would not add extra weight )( you were normal. You will have to find out for yourself whnthor that e x t r a poundage Is !n oxoess, for you. Walking IB one oC t^io best of tho reducing exercises. Ona gets more oxygen Into the IUBKB, and tt stlmu- latos tha body flres a l'ttl«, as all cx- srciso does. One reason for the value of w»i!klnjr, of course, la that it is taken In the open, aid another Is that most pooplo can lidultie in it. You are young, and your akin )B still elastic, and yon r idiicad Blowly, so naturally there is no wrinkling:. I congratulate you on your good results, Mrs. S. Tho Pftterslzlnjr Instructions art contninfMl tn n pnmphlot, whloh pan be obtained by following: column rules. , . · · j Mrs. O.---No, oatlng 1 chipped Ira would not cause anemia. J know ot no h a r m t h a t comes from tho habit,it it is Ice that hn.i been made at piiro water. It Is presumed you don't Hwnllow chunks of ice, but, let thorn melt In your mouth, no tho water swallowed Is near tha body tempor- aturo. loo cold water, taken rnpldly, may depress tho secretory function of tho s t o m a c h and delay digestion, but If sipped. It docs no harm. Cracked Ice IB o f t e n Riven in fevern. where tt is very g r a t e f u l l y received. It hclpn to f u r n i s h tho largo amount of water tluit Is necessary at those times. IE you are Interested, wo have an article on tho Anemias, which given the Minot-Murphy diet In Porntclou*, Anemia, P. O.--Fou should have any unusual lump Investigated that doesn't disappear after a reasonable time. (Certain warts and molos, of course* wouldn't disappear by themselves, hut If they should begin to grow, you should have expert advice.) Yes, tho goiter known as exoph- t h a l m i c goiter Is accompanied by considerahlo disturbance in the heart. You need medical attention, P. O. It you don't know tho doctors In your vicinity, ring- up your county medical society and ask for a list Wa have an article on Thyroid Disturbances which may Interest you. See colunm rules for obtaining this. Edltor't Note: Dr. Peters cannot diagnose nor glvo personal advice. Your questions, If of general Interest, will bo answered in tho column In tbeir turn. Requests for articles or pamphlets on hand must be accompanied by a f u l l y self-addressed stamped envelope, plus the followii sr small charge to help cover cost ot p r i n t i n g and handling: for cadi article wanted, two cents :.. coin; for euch pamphlet ten cents In coin. The pamphlet. 1 ) are Reducing and Oainlnp, Hvaiena of Women, Kidney and Bladder Disorders. Address Dr. Peters, In core of this paper. Write , and not over 200 words. NOVELIST SUED BY FIRST, WIFE Charging alionntion of affections, Mrs. llolnn Bedford-Jonos, lowei right, has filed suit for 5200,000 in a Chicago court against Mrs Mary Bcrnardin Bc-lford-Joncs, abovo, second wife of her formei husband, H. Bodfonl-Jonos, novelist, lo-.vcr Soft. Bedford-Jones divorced his first wife to whom he had been married 14 years, Insi June, and a low mor ths later married Mrs. Bcrnadin, wealthy widoy .of Evansvillc, ind. Once Under Arctic Spell Patrick Joyce, Charlestown, Mass., vho, years ago, mushed over A rctic wastes ' with Admiral Peary and Commander MacMHIan, now finds nie 'rig-ors of a New England Winter " enough for him. He is shown with two relics of his days in the Far North, the fur parka snd a seal tusk.

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