THURSDAY. JULY 13. 1939
TIMES. WILLAMINA. OREGON
Our Presidents
h e D IM LAW TERN
B y T E M P L E B A IL E Y
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O PK N N PU B L ISH IN G C O M P A N Y -W N U SKRVICK
Uuldy wanted to hear from Edith
Towne so much that he did not go
THE STORY TH l’S FAR
to church lest he miss her call. But
June went, and sat in the Barnes’ j
Y o u n i n re tty Jane Barnes, who live d w ith her b ro th e r. B a ld w in . In Sherwood
pew, and was thankful, as she had
P a r * “J a r W a'hing’ on. was not p a rtic u la rly im pressed w hen she read th a t rich .
said, for love and warmth and light. !
a U ra c tiv e EdUh Towne had been le ft at the a lta r by D e la fie ld S im m s, w e a lth y
New Y o rke r
However, she s till mused over it when she m et E va n s F o lle tte , a
Evans, with his mother in the pew,
voung neighbor whom the w ar had le tt co m p le te ly d iscouraged and despondent
'FtanKs had a h ta v s loved Jane That m o rn in g B a ld w in Barnes, on his way to w o rk
looked straight ahead of him. He 1
m W ashington, offered assistance to a ta ll, lovely g .rl In d istre ss L a te r he found a
seemed worn and weary—a durk
hue «he h it! le ft in the c a r containing a d iam ond rin g on w hich was in scrib ed
shadow set against the brightness ,
■ D el to E d ^ h - F o r e v e r ” He knew then th a t his passenger had been E d ith Towne
of
those comrades on the glowing
h e . w a s h a l f in love w ith her
T hat n ig h t he discussed the m a tte r w ith
M n e d» n d thev called her uncle, w o rld ly sophisticated F re d e ric k Towne He vis-
glass.
a . t h e m home delighted w iih Jane s s im p lic ity He told them E d ith s
s to n ^ c a u s e her un^Je desired it. E d ith Towne had accepted D e la lie ld S im m s
After church, he waited in the
whom The hked but did not love She disappeared im m e d ia te ly a fte r the wedding
aisle for Jane. "I'll walk down with
S ^ o ’ h '.« I Uke“ ' place**The next day Jane received a basket of f r u it fro m
you. Mother is going to ride with f
Towne, and a note asking If he m ig h t ca ll axa in .
Dr. Hallam.”
They walked a little way in si- j
lence, then he said, “ Rusty is com
you are mine — until somebody
fortable this morning.”
CHAPTER IV—Continued
“ Your mother told me over the
comes along and claims you?”
“There isn’t anybody else,” she
telephone.”
Mrs. Follette had. too, an admir
He limped along at her side.
able courage. Her ambitions had turned her fingers up to meet his,
"Jane,
1 didn't sleep last night-
“so
don’t
worry,
old
dear,”
she
been wrapped up in her son. What
thinking about it. It is a thing 1
at him but her lashes were
her father might have been. Evans smiled
can’t understand. A dreadful thing.’’
Her hand was warm in his
was to be. They had scrimped and wet.
“ I understand. You love Rusty.
and she let it stay there, and aft
saved that he might go to college and er
It
was becuuse you love him so
a
while
she
said,
“I
have
some
It was late when Evans came to much—”
study law. Then, at that first dread times thought that if it would make
Castle Manor with his dog in his
ful cry from across the seas, he had you happy, I might—”
But to let a woman do it. Jane, j
I arms. Rusty was comfortable and do “ you
gone. There had been long months
remember—years ago? The
“
Might—love
me?”
j he had wagged a grateful tail. The mad dog?”
of fighting. He had left her in the
“ Yes.”
pain
had
gone
out
of
his
eyes
and
flower of his youth, a wonder-lad,
She did remember. Evans had
shook his head. “ I didn’t say the veterinary had said that in a
with none to match him among his it He
killed it in the road to save a child. !
for
that.
I
just
had
to
have
the
friends. He had come back crushed truth between us. And I don't want few days the wound would heal. It had been a horrible experience,
and broken. He, whose career lay —pity. If—if I ever get back—I’ll There were no vital parts affected— but not for a moment had he hesi
he would give some medicine tated.
so close to his heart—could do r.ow make
love me. Jane.” There i and
which
no sustained work. Mentally and was a you
“ I wasn't afraid then, Janey.”
hint of his old masterful ing. would prevent further suffer
physically he must rest. He might ness—and
"This was different. You couldn't
she
was
thrilled
by
it.
Mrs. Follette was out, and old see the thing you loved hurt. It
be years in getting back. He would
She
withdrew
her
hand
and
stood
never get back to gay and gallant up. “Then I’ll—pray—that you— Mary was in the kitchen, singing wasn’t fear. It was affection.”
She stopped her song as Evans
boyhood. That was gone forever.
“Oh, don’t gloss it over. I know
back—”
came through. He asked her to what you felt. I saw it in your eyes.”
Yet if Mrs. Follette's heart had get “ Do
you mean it, Janey?”
help him and she brought a square,
failed her at times, she had never
“Saw what?”
“I mean it, Evans.”
basket and made Rusty a bed.
shown it. She was making the farm
"Contempt.”
“Then pray good and hard, my deep
“ You-all jes’ put him heah by the
pay for itself. She supplied the peo dear, for I’m going to do it.”
She turned on him. “ You didn’t. ,
and I'll look atter him.”
ple of Sherwood Park ai d surround
, Perhaps, just at first. I didn t un
They smiled at each other, but it fiah,
Evans shook his head. “ I want derstand . . . ” She fought for self-
ing estates with milk. But she was a sacred moment.
never was in any sense—a milk
The things they did after that him in my room. I’ll take care of control, but m spite of it, the tears
woman. It was. rather, as if in were rendered unimportant by the him in the night.”
rolled down her cheeks.
He carried the dog upstairs with
selling her milk she distributed fa
"Don’t, Janey. Don’t.” He was in
him, knelt beside him, drew hard an agony of remorse. “ I’ve made
vors. It was on this income that she
deep breaths as the little fellow you cry.”
subsisted, she and her son.
licked his hand.
Later he and Jane walked togeth
She blinked away the tears. "It
“What kind of a man am I?’’ Ev wasn’t contempt, Evans."
er in the clear cold. She was in a
ans said sharply in the silence.
gay mood. She was wrapped in
“ Well, it should have been. Why
“ God, what kind of a man?”
her old orange cape, and the sun,
not? No man who calls himself a
Through
the
still
house
came
old
breaking the bank of sullen clouds
man would have let yc-u do it.”
I Mary’s thin and piping song:
in the west, seemed to turn her i
They had come to the path un
lithe young body into flame.
der the pines, and were alone in
“Stay
in
the
fief,
“ Don’t you love a day hke this,
that still world. Jane tucked her
Stay in the fiel’, oh. wah-yah—
Evans?” She pressed forward up
hand in the crook of Evans’ arm.
Stay
in
the
fief
the hill with all her strength. Ev
“ Dear boy, stop thinking about it.”
Till
the
wah
is
ended.”
ans followed, panting. At the top
“ 1 shall never stop."
they sat down for a moment on an
Evans got up and shut the door
“ I want you to promise me that
old log—which faced the long aisles
you’ll try. Evans, you know wc are
of snow between thin black trees.
Jane was waked usually by the going to fight it out together . . . ”
The vista was clear-cut and almost j
hoarse crow of an audacious little
His eyes did not meet hers. “ Do
artificial in its restraint of color and
rooster, who sent his challenge to you think I’d let you? Well, you
its wide bare spaces.
the rising sun.
think wrong." He began to walk
But on Thanksgiving morning, she rapidly, so that it was hard to keep
Evans’ little dog, Rusty, ran back
and forth—following this trail and
found herself sitting up in bed in pace with him. “ I'm not worth it
the deep darkness—slim and white
that. Finally in pursuit of a rab
And now quite as suddenly as she
bit, he was led far afield. They
and shivering—oppressed by some had cried, she laughed, and the
heard him barking madly in the i
phantom of the night.
laugh had a break in it. "You’re
distance. It was the only sound in
She came to it gradually. The worth everything that America has
strange events of yesterday. Evans. to give you.” She told him of the
the stillness.
Her own share in his future.
“Jane,” Evans said, “do you re
things she had thought of in church.
Her own share in Evans’ future? “ You are as much of a hero as any
member the last time we were
Had she really linked her life with of them.”
here?”
“ Yes.” The light went out of her
his? She had promised to pray
He shook his head. “ All that hero
that he might get back—she had stuff is dead and gone, my dear. We
eyes.
“As I look back it was heaven,
pledged youth, hope and constancy idealize the dead, but not the liv
Jane. I’d give anything on God’s
to his cause. And she had prom ing.” '
„
She was in a gay mood.
ised before she had seen that stum
earth if I was where I was then.”
It was true and she knew it. But
she did not want to admit it. “ Ev
All the blood was drained from ■ haze of enchantment which hung bling figure in the snow!
In the matters of romance, Jane’s ans,” she said, and laid her cheek
her face. “Evans, you wouldn’t,” over Evans’ revelation. No man
passionately, “you wouldn’t give up can tell a woman that he loves her, thoughts had always ventured. She for a moment against the rough
those three years in France—”
no woman can listen, without a had dreamed of a gallant lover, a sleeve of his coat, “don’t make me
He s?i very still. Then he said throbbing sense of the magnitude of composite hero, one who should unhappy. Let me help.”
“ You don’t know what you are
tensely, “No, I wouldn’t, even the thing which has happened. From combine the reckless courage of a
though it has made me lose you— such beginnings is written the his Robin Hood with the high moralities asking. You’d grow tired of it. Any
of a Galahad. With such a lover woman would.”
tory of humanity.
Jane—”
“Why look ahead? Can’t we live
Deep in a hollow where the wind one might gallop through life to a
“ You mustn’t say such things—”
“1 must. Don’t I know? You were had swept up the snow, and left the piping tune. Or if the Galahad pre for each day?”
She had lighted a flame of hope in
such an unawakened little thing, my ground bare they found crowfoot in dominated in her hero, to an inspir
him. “ If I might—” eagerly.
dear. But I could have—waked you. an emerald carpet—there were hol ing processional!
And here was Evans, gray and
“Why not? Begin right now. What
And 1 can’t wake you now. That s ly branches dripping red berries
my tragedy. You'll never wake up like blood on the white drifts. They gaunt, shaken by tremors, fitting are you thankful for, Evans?”
“Not much,” uneasily.
filled their arms, and at last they hirpself into the background of her
—for me—”
future. And she didn’t want him
“ Well, I’ll tell you three things
were ready to go.
“ Don’t—”
Evans whistled for Rusty but the there. Oh, not as he had been out Books and your mother and me.
“Well, it’s true. Why not say it?
Say that over—out loud.”
I’ve come back a—scarecrow, the little dog did not come. “He’ll find there in the snow!
Yet she was sorry for him with a
He tried to enter into her mood.
shadow of a man. And you re just us; he knows every inch of the
sympathy that wrung her heart. She ‘Books and my mother and Jane.”
where I left you—only lovelier- way.”
She caught at another thought. “ It
more of a woman—more to be wor
But Rusty did not find them, and couldn’t hurt him. She wouldn’t.
almost rhymes with Stevenson’s
they were on the ridge when that Was there no way out of it?
shiped—J ane—”
Her hands went up to her face. ‘books and food and summer rain,’
As he caught her hand up in his. first awful cry came to them.
She
had a simple and childlike faith, doesn’t it?”
Jane
clutched
Evans.
“
What
is
it
she had a sudden flashing vision of
“Oh, God,” she prayed, “make us
“ Yes. What a man he was—cheer
him as he had been when he last —oh, what is it?”
ful in the face of death. Jane, I
He swallowed twice before he all—happy—”
sat with her in the grove—the swing
Her cheeks were wet as she lay believe 1 could face death more
of his strong figure, his bare head could speak. “ It’s—Rusty—one of
borrowing gold from the sun—the those steel traps”—he was panting back on her pillows. And a cer cheerfully than life—”
“ Don’t say such things” —they had
touch of assurance which had been now—his forehead wet—“the Ne tain serenity followed her little pray
groes put them around for rab er. Things would work together in come to the little house on the ter
so compelling.
“ I never knew that you cared—" bits—” Again that frenzied cry some way for good. . . . She would race, “don’t say such things. Don’t
think them.”
“ I knew it, but not as I did after broke the stillness. “They’re hellisn let it rest at that.
When at last the rooster crowed,
(TO HE CONTINUED!
your wonderful letters to me over things—”
Jane began to run in the direction Jane cast off the covers and went
there. I felt, if I ever came back.
I’d move heaven and earth.” He of the sound. “Come on, Evans— to the windows, drawing back the
The Photographic Film
curtains. There was a faint white
stopped. “ But I came back—differ oh, come quick—”
Until developed, a photographic
ness
in
the
eastern
sky—amethyst
He stumbled after her. At last he
ent. And 1 haven’t any right to say
film or plate which has been nor
these things to you. I’m not going caught at her dress and held her and pearl, aquamarine, the day had mally exposed cannot be distin
dawned!
to say them—Jane. It might spoil “ If he’s hurt I can’t stand it.”
Well, after all, wasn’t every day guished, even by experts using a
It was dreadful to see him. Jane
our—friendship.”
a new world? And this day of all microscope, from one which has not
“Nothing can spoil our friendship, felt as if clutched by a nightmare. days. One must think about the been used, observes a writer in Col
“Stay here, and don’t worry. I’ll
lier's Weekly.
Evans—”
thankful things!
He laid his hand on hers. Then get him out—”
It was a cruel thing to face. There
was blood and that little trembling
body. The cry reduced now to an
agonized whimpering.
How she
opened the trap she never knew,
but she did o|5cn it, and made a
bandage from her blouse which she
tore from her shoulders regardless
of the cold. And after wjiat seemed
to be ages, she staggered back to
Evans with her dreadful burden
wrapped in her cape. “ We've got
to get him to a veterinary. Run
down to the road and see if there’s a
car in sight.”
There was a car, and when Evans
stopped it, two men came charging
up the bank. Jane gave the dog into
the arms of one of them. "You’ll
have to go with them. Evans.” she
said and wrapped herself more
closely in her cape. “There are sev
eral doctors at Rockville. You’d-bet-
■ ter ask the stationmaster about the
veterinary.”
W
IL L IA M HENRY HARRISON
wm » the oldral President when
inaugurated. I l r w“« sixty-eighi
Zachary Taylor hud never held
any political o fire prior Io hi* elec-
lion io the Presidency.
The following President« were
I niird Stair* ambassador«: Join»
Adaina, Jefferson, Monroe, J. V
Adams, Van Buren anil Huehanun.
U hen Lincoln was inaugurated
there were f i l e es-Presidents alive:
Tan Ituren, Tyler, Fillmore. Pierce
ami Buchanan.
Five President*. Madison. Monroe.
I’olk, Hurhanan and Goriield, had
the name of J times.
Franklin llelano Roosevelt mnm ihe
lost President Io be inaugurated on
March I (Mid the firtl Io he innugii
rated on January ¡0.
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