Tliursdiiy. A uruh I 21, 1930
THE TIMES, WILLAMINA.
Page 6
PARADE
——
Evelyn
Campbell
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(Copyright by Inly» CunpbolL)
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THE STORY
Linda Haverhill'« ne'er-do-well
father die» when ehe Is seven
teen, leaving her little beyond
some worthless stock certificates.
These she takes to her father's
friend. Senator Converse, to dis
pose of.
After a whirlwind
courtship Linda marries Court
ney Roth. Too late she discov
ers ho Is a penniless adventurer
living by his wits. Roth dies in
Swltserland. Linda continues to
live like a woman of wealth.
The senator supplies her with
money, keeping up the fiction
that her stock Is yielding It. On
a trip she meets Brian Antsey.
CHAPTER III—Continued
They talked about everything but
the weather, which proved at once
that they were unusual people. Linda
discovered at once that her companion
was from Oregon; that he was going
to Washington and would be there for
a month or two. She discovered other
things—charming things about him.
That he liked dogs better than auto
mobiles, and the morning before seven
o'clock; that he preferred simple flow
ers and the mountains to the sea.
It began to grow cold in the coach.
Outside was a dense wall of white
ness, and by straining necks dim
glimpses of shapeless things might be
had—a house buried under snow or
the twisted form of a tree, grotesquely
burgeoning. Passengers huddled in
wraps and rugs, and their grumbles
grew louder as the air became staler.
“Would you like to walk a little?"
Brian asked, and Linda assented
eagerly.
But as they were starting he made
her return to her section.
“You can’t go into snow dressed like
that” He was looking so sternly at
her slim, suede clad feet that Linda
broke into gay laughter. He laughed
with her, and this put them on an in
formal basis. He turned to bis own
section and unbuckled a bag, return
ing presently with a pair of dark red
morocco slippers and a couple of
scarfs. Linda put out her little feet
and allowed him to fasten the moc
casins upon them with a few efficient
swirls of the scarves.
“You tie beautiful knots," she said,
"but it is a shame to spoil your nice
scarf—that blue one especially.”
She was surprised at her own docil
ity. A cup of hot tea and two or
three pillows would have been more
to her taste, but there she was, stum
bling along through the snow with
her feet done up like bundles.
“If we keep to the beaten path it
will be easier, I think," he said, and
she followed, half laughing, half an
noyed, at her own clumsy progress.
The prospect outside was not very
good. People were running about help
lessly giving advice that nobody heard,
but the train crew was taking It very
easily; they knew that human power
could do little against the tremendous
force of nature that opposed them.
The snow, banked higher than the en
gine, resisted every effort to pene
trate It. There was something aloofly
contemptuous about that Impassivity.
The great black bulk of machinery, so
devastating in its flights, stood ap
palled, like a shiny beetle drawing In
Its claws.
Brian Anstey talked to the train
men. They answered courteously, not
Ignoring him as they had some of the
others.
Linda heard all that was said. The
train could not move until the snow
plows came, and that might not be
until the following day, for the storm
had been worse farther along the line
and there were other tie-ups.
Linda’s teeth were already chatter
ing, and the terrible cold found and
seized upon her body beneath her furs.
At that moment her spirit was low,
indeed. The delay would disarrange
her plans hopelessly, The chances of
a month at Miami, delightfully cared
for by the Gregsons, was gone glim
mering. She tried to adjust her mind
to this misfortune, but her thoughts
refused to coagulate. Physical dis
comfort dwarfed all her mental proc
esses.
“How stupid I am,” she thought
angrily. “I’ve been In worse predica
ments than this. Some way will be
found.” But still she felt like a deso
late*! child.
The strange young man with the
kind eyes was speaking to her, “Pvt
secured a place for you on the sledge,'
he said. "We must go back and get
your hand luggage." He spoke in th<
same quiet, sure way that had accom
fished the morocco slippers and
again she yielded to his suggestion.
But when she was settled in the
ungainly conveyance with half a dosen
women, all whimpering, she found
that Brian Anstey was going, too. He
stood on the step and talked to the
driver, occasionally Jumping off to
help shovel snow when the horses
floundered Into deeper drifts.
Linda found watching him irresist
BEST MUSIC FOR HER
ible. He actually seemed to enjoy
the effort of dragging the great horses
Mrs. Gotcashe (engaging an orches
about. She had always hated snow; tra)—What's the very best music you
it reminded her of a particularly dis play?
agreeable period of her life. But this
Leader—Um well, I suppose the very
snow was different. There was some best things we play are the Beethoveu
thing crude and pristine about it. It symphonies.
was not «'theatrical snow, where one
Mrs. Gotcashe—Very well. 1 want
may break one’s neck on a neatly you to play a lot of those throughout
constructed slide; it was homelike, the evening—one for each dance. 1
making one think of warm flres and won’t have anything but the best, you
pij>es and fleecy blankets. Not that understand.
Linda knew any of these things from
personal experience, but they had
DIRE RESULT
their nook in her Imagination with
other fancies.
As he helped her from her seat, she
asked him why he had come, and his
answer brought swift, unexpected
color to her face.
“To look after you, of course.” He
spoke so simply that she was ashamed
of her subterfuge.
The hotel was as crude as the Ne
braska snowfall.
"You have been so kind—you will
dine with me?" she murmured at the
foot of the stairs.
He laughed. "I’d love to, only it
will be supper In this place. There
will be ham and eggs and four kinds
of bread and I hope you won't be ill
from the experience."
She felt a little shock; He was
laughing at her! In a second she
“‘Jack kissed me last night”
realized how she must look to him—
“Bet be got painter’s colic. Yon d<
exotic, superfluous, too fine for rude
put It on thick.”
contacts. She managed to make ber
mouth look tremulous and sweet as
Forbearing Mechaoiam
she answered gaily:
My dial phon« b«h»v«» with grace.
“Anything—so that it Is warm I”
Though number» ar« In doubt.
The other women did not like Linda.
It look« on« «adly In th« far«,
But n«v«r bawl« me out.
They eyed her fur coat and her ankles
with equal disapproval, and when she
Alway« Practical
found that she was to share a room
“Have you never given uny thought
with one of them she protested in such
a way that the proprietor at once gave to what posterity will say about you?"
“No,” answered Senator Sorghum.
her another.
"Naturally you’d want to be with “1 long ago arrived at the conclusion
your husband,” said the discarded that posterity cannot make you a«
roommate with embittered sweetness, much trouble as one of your next-door
and Linda, off guard, repeated blank neigh bors. ”—Wash Ingt on S t u r.
ly, “My husband?”
A Sati»fied Customer
The other simulated confusion, “Oh,
“I notice that customer you Just at
isn’t he? I thought—”
As Linda sat beside Brian at their tended to didn’t buy anything yet he
corner of the long table she said to seemed pleased." said the engleeyed
him indifferently, “They’re gossiping floorwalker. "Wnnt did he want to
already, so you must not be so nice tee?"
“Me at eight o'clock tonight." re
to me if gossip annoys you.”
piled the pretty clerk, mushing.
The women crowded together at the
other end of the table as if they
An Impretaioo
feared contact with other diners were
“Do you tbiiik that wealth Is essen
all of the kind that are to be seen in
pullman cars and nowhere else. Com tial to happiness?”
"Front some of the letters I receive,"
fortably- dressed but you wondered
said
Mr Dnnln Stnx, "I am Inclined
where they bought their clothes. In
every big department store in the to think >i nntnitet of people consider
country, hundreds like them milled some <>f my wealth essential to their
like cattle from nine to four every day happiness."—Washington Star.
the year around, yet it was only at a
Sav« a Lot
time like this that such faces stood
“What's th.- use of you having a
out; such personalities became obvi-
ous. They were all terribly frightened timetable If your rotten trains don’t
at the publicity suddenly thrust upon run to it?”
“Now you’re ail excited I How could
them. They objected while they se
cretly swelled with Importance. But you tell they were runnln’ late If
they were determined to remain com you didn't have a timetable?”
pletely virtuous and upright in the
A WARNING
face of unconventionally.
Brian Anstey glanced at them, and
then smiled at Linda.
"It's their chance to air their opin
ions and be listened to," he said, and
she added in a drawling cold voice
that did not suit her glowing, girlish
face, “and their opportunity to make
a show of their morality.”
“Don’t be severe. They are all
home women, bound to be a little nar
row. In a simple life this must be an
adventure—close quarters with un
known neighbors."
“That Is why you cannot really ad
mire simplicity or naturalness; it Is
all so hateful Just under the surface."
“Do you think so?” he frowned. He
Mamma Fish—All right, Willie, you
looked much older when he was seri
ous, she decided. She did not really may play awhile, but don't go near the
care what these women thought; she land—you might fall ashore and get
would never see one of them again, dry I
but she meant to tease him a little
Hymn of Hato
more. “You must not confuse silly,
A guy 1 bate
chattering women with simplicity and
1« Peter Blue,
naturalness,” he said sternly, and
You make wise crack,
glanced again at the group, who be
He sneers, “Set you ’’
came conscious that they were under
discussion and were scandalized. “You
Advice Won’t Stop 'Em
will find their sort everywhere.” ,
Uncle—If yon should ever think of
"But much worse in simple little marrying, my boy, I should like to
towns."
give you some good advice.
“I will not admit that. It Is be
Nephew—And what’s that?
cause cities are more Indifferent.”
Uncle—Don’t do
it I—Vancouver
She shook her bead. “You are Province.
wrong.
Cities are not indifferent.
They Judge with manners and morals,
He Might Try It
but the city cares only for appear
Old Man—I’m getting pretty old
ances. It is much easier to live up to.
now and I'd like to do something big
You can always buy appearances and
and clean before I die.
have them delivered to your door In •
His Grandson—Why don t you a ash
box.”
an elephant?
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Discoveries Shed Light
on Biblical Allusions
In r. lecture on “Archeology and
Bible History” to the lloynl Institu
tion. Prof. J. Garstang said Palestine
since the war had witnessed an un
paralleled activity In archeological
Investigation, and the results threw
light particularly upon the period of
Joshua and the Judges, says the San
Francisco Chronicle.
All the archeological and literary
evidence pointed toward the win«
date in the middle of the Inte Bronco
age, and about 1400 B. C., ns the
starting point of the history of Israel
in Canaan. Upon this basis the his
torical details and topographical al
lusions In the old sources of the
Book of Joshua were found to ac
cord with the material results of In
vestigation; while the fragmentary
picture of Israel's position under the
Judges was found to tit adequately
into the frame provided by Egyptian
chronology and to correspond closely
In certain details with the record of
Egyptian relations with the Land of
Canaan.
There was no reason to doubt that
the traditions embodied In the old
documentary sources of both books
were founded on facts.
*
Death Ends Lifelong Vigil
With the death of Miss Isabella
Henry at the age of eighty years has
been revealed her broken romance.
When a girl she fell in love with a
youth who Jilted her. She was broken
hearted, and since that time she has
spent most of the time at the front
window of her home at Durham,
England, looking, us she often said,
“for her lover." She would occa
sionally visit the railway station and
watch the arriving trains tn the hope
that she would see him again. But
be never came.
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In New York city a child is born
every four minutes. Nine million
persons scramble dully for subway
Beata Fourteen persons are mar
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a year, 23 new buildings are put
up every day and six torn down.
New Yorkers and their guests eat
7,000,01)0 eggs a day. And how the
human family loves amusement!
There are SOO theaters In New York
city.
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