1 beer so cliaiijivd hy lov» Tur Clierry. I me! That'will tin Go good! It this Martin. *n il »tirsi wlih ih* generai re- poor girl, thia Hatty—" spoeta and considera tlon witb whlch “1 tell you to leave Hatty out of It I" he found hitnself surrswtuded. eccepì Martin Mid. “Th* best thing you can ed lite pladdly enough ; perhapa Ile do Is to let the whole thing alone!” had^ berli dlsturbed by th* advent of But abv mw that he wa* both nerv­ the leiier, perhapa !>e waa wllllng Iti ous and apprehend»*, and she knew 114M. IBBU N«w«|»<|»*r Vntun let thè quest loti of an adjustinenl t>e- that the inference »he and Cherry had Th« fr«« uw uf loup» and frvah tweeu Cherry and hlinself resi It drawn from the letter was a tree oue. «tablea la wise fur th»««« patauua »Iw “Ihis-a Cherry know anything of aniused hlm lo help gel the houae huv« a t«ad«tivy tu ov«i n»duU«iu¿« lu •Miln« - Jordan. this?” Martin presently muttered. ready for a teuant. and freni the faci “Do you want her tol" Alix asked, llial Cherry talked no more of 111 log MORE ABOUT CANOY MAKING there, and made no colo meni upon hla pointedly. lie shrugged hla shoulders with a frequent refvrene* lo tbelr departurv Most eundle* are made from fondant great assumption of Indifference ou Moaday, he dediiced tbat alle had or fudge mixture. Ftnlgv, aa It la "If ahe want* to have It all dragged reme lo ber aein-ea known, lias more often to light, why. she can go ahead!' he Cherry, tou, wa* lesa unhappy thau chocolate or maple fla­ remarked, carelessly. "I'm not stop­ alle had beeti. By avoldlng l‘«’ter, by vor. A delight fui eliaug* ping her!" refralnlng even In word» and look» la mu de by addlug cun "At least 1 think you ought to let froui the l'onipanlonshtp for whlch »he died cherries to a l»uu Cherry lead her own life after thia!" so hutigervd, by deiotlng heraelf to tifiti white fudge, flavor Alix countered with spirit. Alla, »he managed to bold ber feeling* Ing with almond. ’’Live In your old bouse, eh?” he in h-ash. Even though Alix found Fudge Foundation.— asked, resentfully, as be flipped the that ihe knowledge of the aecret they Tuke two cupful* of gran i pages of his program with a big thumb sha reti wlthout ever mentlonlng sto ulated sugar, one-third of and stares! at It with unseeing eyea. between tliem llk* a acreeti, the ala a cupful of white corn sirup, one half hat does she want to live tliere ter», bu*y about the houae, had won cupful of milk and one tnble»pvpan. stir until the sugar Is upon her In an overwhelming wave i The dog. sitting beside het ou th* dissolved, then add one-eighth of a that site bad no right to repeat that front seal, flapped hl* tall In answer tea»|HH>nfiil of cream of tartar. Cook denial now that the last dreadful twen­ to her voice, nod she laughed at him. very gently without stirring. Aa sugar ty-four hours had changed the whole But the laugh was quickly followed begins to form around th® sides of situation. and that she herself had by a sharp sigh. the pan, wtp* down with a brush better reason to suspect Cherry than “Saturday,“ she mused, "and Mar­ dipped In water, or with a small rag either Martin or his gossiping aunt. tin expects Cherry to go with him on fastened to a skewer, As sooti as the She Mt alck and silent. Monday ! Expect* her to go back with sirup tuakes a soft bail In cold water Meanwhile, Cherry and Peter had him to a life of misery for her, exist­ pour ont carefully on a large but- their first opportunity to speak to ence with a man she hates! Oh. Cher­ tervd platter or tnarble alab. Do nol each other alone. To both the thirst ry—my little sister!—there can be no drain the dlah. ns oue or two grains for speech was a burning necessity, happiness for you there! And Peter! of sugar will form a chain which will and It was with an almost dlsxy sense Peter 1* left behind to me. who can­ «poll the whole maaa. Cool until it of relief that Cherry turned to him not comfort him or still the ache that can be dented with the Anger, thru with her first words. Is tearing his heart I My two loved work from the edge toward the cen­ "Peter, I don't dare My much I Can ones, and what can I do to help them !" ter until It can be kneaded like bread. yau hear me?” She had come up to the cabin to do After It Is blended to a creamy mix­ "Perfectly!" he anawered. looking th* usual last little dally fussing ture, put away, covered with »lid at bls folded program. among the ducks aod chickens and to paper, until ready to make up Into “Peter, I’ve been thinking—about bring Peter, If Peter had not gone Into bonbons. It 1« much better to make our plan. I mean! Martin plans to go town, back with her to Cherry's house. flxolant In small quantities than to. on Monday. But something has hap­ They had all dined tn the old Strick­ risk spoiling a large amount of ma- pened since I saw you this morning, land house the night before, and be­ tertal P-e sure to malts fondant on a something tbat makes a difference I I 1921 FORD SEDAN cause of a sudden rainfall had decided I bright, denr day. If the fondant had a letter, a letter from some wom­ to spend the night there, too. Th* crusts over when cooled, add a little an connecting his name with another 1920 FORI) TOURING Chinese boy who had been helping the water and boll again. woman, a Hatty Woods—she’s notori­ sisters with their housecleaning had Peanut Candy.—Shell one pound of ous In Red Creek—and this Joe King 1920 FORI» TOURING .. been persuaded to cook the dinner and freshly roasted peanut* and roll until crowd that he went with—I don't know get breakfast, and the evening about like coarse crumb*. Boll for eight who wrote the letter, or why she 1915 FORI) TOI RING .. the old fireplace had been almost too minutes, from the time the bubbles ap­ qrrot*,” she Mid, hastily, as Peter in­ poignantly sweet. pear. two pounds of brown sugar and 191» FOR» TRUCK CHASSIS.......... terpolated a question. "And I don't But suddenly, at about ten o'clock. twelve level tableapoonfuls of butter. care! As far as Martin goes, I am Stir In the nuts and pour at once Into FORD CHASSIS FROM $76 UP tree now; what 1* Justice to Martin, Peter had surprised them all by get­ and kindness to Martin, will never ting to his feet. He was going up to a greased pan. Mark off tn squares the cabin, he said—must go. tn fact. before It gets too hard. This la the New Cars, Trucks and Tractors, Ford Parts and Accessories count with Me any more!" He vfould rather walk, please, he told best of peanut candle* Other nuts peter waste-! no words. BUY FROM AUTHORIZED FORD DEALER AT HOME tnsy he used If desire«!. "He goes Monday.” he Mid. "tCe Alix. when she offered to drive him can go Sunday. This Is Thursday up In the car. Bewildered and a little night. Your suitcase I checked again apprehensive, she lef him go. To Cher­ yesterday? Was It only yesterday?” ry. who svm«l to feel suddenly sad and uneasy. Alix laughed about It, hut “That's all!” “We would have been on the train site was secretly worried her« If, and and FOSTER tonight. Cherry, flying toward New Immediately after breakfast the next morning deckled to run up to the cabin Orleans I” In the car and assure herself that Her small hand gripped bls In the everything was right there. darkness. Cherry, who had not slept and who “If we only were!" he heard her • Will, himself, do your work for less, was pale, had come out to the car, breathe. 1 1» cause of small overhead. Personal He turned to her, so exquisite In her her distracted manner Increasing Alix's Completo stock of electrical distress. Her breast was rising and sense that something was gravely amiss. She started on her trip with fixtures. Call 621-87 and your want« falling quickly. "Patience, sweetheart!" he said. a heavy heart, but the half hour’s run will be promptly attende«! to. "Patience for only a few days more! soothed her In spite of herself, and Tomorrow I’ll make the arrangement». now she reached the cabin In a much I more cheerful mood. Sunday Is only two day* off." Their eyes met In a wild rush of Peter nns nowhere about, and a* she plunged Into the work of house triumph and hope. “This time we shall do It 1" Peter Mid. Under our new low prices FURNITURE, HEATERS, RANGES “Oh, Peter—you'll never be sorry?" we can save vou nancy and give you the beat of she whispered. New and Used Household Goods »rv,«. "Sorry! My dearest child, when you 6150 92d ST. LENTS STATION gtve your beauty and your youth to All our tires are strict­ a man almost twice your age. who has ly guaranteed. loved you all your life—do you think there Is much chance of It T’ "Why shouldn't It be one of the hap­ Phone: py—marriages 1” Mid Cherry after a silence. 614-48 “It will,” he answered, confidently. “As the weeks become months, and the Successors to have the benefit of the ex month* become years, and the beauty L. L. CAMPBELL perience we have had in fill and miracle of It go on and on, we will think that what we feel for each ing prescriptions? We u<<* other now Is only the shadow—the only the purest of chemicals dream!” in our work which insures “Shall I Just let Martin think I am quietly going away with him on Mon­ you the very best that mon­ day?" she asked, after a alienee In ™ ey can buy. Ask your doctor which she was deeply thinking. if our statement is not cor- “Does he know you had that ter?" Peter said. “No; Alix Is going to speak to 6538 Foster Road about It." Cherry outlined the that she and her slater had had at Residence Aut. 636-01 PHONES usiness Aut. 638-30 breakfast. "Then I shouldn't bring up the ques­ tion at all," Peter decided, quickly. “It would only mean an ugly and un­ necessary scene. It's much wiser to Peter Go Now?" She let him continue to think that you Asked. don’t know anything about It. and to Ita All Right or Your Money Bark and farmyard she supposed, without let Alix think that you are Ignoring giving the mutter a conscious thought, the whole thing!" that he had gone to the city. “Until Sunday!" she whispered. "Mis’ Peter not go train,” Kow an­ "Until Sunday.” Peter glanced at Martin and Alix, who were talking to nounced presently. All Allx'a vague suspicion* geth.-r abaorbedly, tn low tones. “ My 1*11 build on acre tracts, just out­ little sweetheart. I'll make all thia awakened. side city limits (which eliminates misery up to you!" he whispered. Her part of heavy tax burden) and take (Continued next week.) little hand was locked In his for the rest of the evening. acceptable SOLDI« BONUS loans. • •••*• Morning came, a crystal autumn If you’re an ex-service morning, and life went on. If there me. waa any change at the cabin I It was a change for the better. Alix, 1 who had 5907 FOSTER ROAO been silent and troubled for a little while, waa more **r*n* now, as usual IF YOUR BICYCLE IS SICK ^(oKlTC™. KATHLEEN NORRIS I Confined from last week.) "O1>. 1 don't know She got mad at Mm, perhapa. Or perhaps she Is a champion of this Woods womau. They had some quarrel—how do I know? But you can see that she Is mad. and this Is lhe way she gets even !' "Cherry. at least do Martin the justice to ask hlu> about It !" Alix pleaded. Her sister seemed not to hear her. The misery In her beautiful eyes mad* Alix'* hesrt sink. “And that." Cherry Mid In a whis­ per. “Is my husband!" She paused, staring down at the table, one hand supporting her fore­ head. the other wandering Idly among the breakfast things. Her look was somber and far away. Alix, standing, watched her dlstreswedly, through a 1 long minute of silence. “Well I" Cherry said lifelessly, look- Ing up at her sister with dulled eve*, “What now? It’* still Tor better or worse.’ I suppose?" Alix Mt down, and for a moment covered her face with a tight-pressed hand. When she took It away there was new serenity and resolution in her tired face. "No." she Mid, with a great sigh, “I think perhaps you're right' lie hasn't —be should have no claim on you now!” “Alix," Cherry demanded, “would you forgive him?” “Perhap« I wouldn't," Alix Mid. after thought “Perhaps you wouldn’t!" Cherry echoed, incredulously. "Well. I'm not very good," Alix Mid. hesitatingly. “But a vow is a vow, you know, if it was limited, then my— my fulfillment of It would be limited, I aeppose. Of course,” she added, honestly, “I'm talking for myself «kTilv lu “And you would quietly forgive and demanded the little sister. In 1C. . •— bitter scorn. “I My I bt>n-e f wouid!" Alix c®r- recie«' "er. “Even If tb'.S !* true'—she "added, with a gtanre at the lavender letter—“still. I suppose the rule of for­ giving seventy times seven times—’’ Cherry Interrupted her with a buret of bitter an.l rebellious weeping. "Ob. my God, what shall I do!' she Bobbed, with her bright head dropped on her arm. "Don't cry. Cherry. Cherry!" Alix Mid. her own tears brimming over. She came to kneel beside her sister, and they locked their arms about each other, and their wet cheeks touched. "Don't cry, dear!' she Mid. tenderly. ”It’ll all come straight, somehow, and we’ll wonder why we took It so Lard! Now listen to me. Sis," as soon as Cherry had somewhat regained her composure. “We'll ascertain about this letter; that's only fair. If Martin denies It—" “Of course he’ll deny it!" Cherry Interrupted, from the bitter knowledg* she had of him. Alix again felt daunted for a second by the sheer ugliness and sordldneM of the matter, but sb* returned to the charge bravely. “Suppose we get Peter to ask him," she suggested suddenly. “Peter has a wonderful way of getting the truth out of people!" Poor Cherry, the very mention of bls name makes ber wince, Alix thought, watching her Bister sorrowfully. “If Martin can convince Peter that It ls not true. then that makes all ths difference In the world," she added, aloud. “Then you tell Martin frankly that you have the old house ready to live In. and yon want to live there. He—" “He'll never agree to that I” Cherry Mid. shaking her head. “But if thia I* true?" she asked, sgaln indicating Ai* letter. •"Then teJI him that unless he agrees «’»iKutcly to a separation,” Alix Mid, • vou will get a divorce!" •And live here, alone, under that sort of a cloud?" Cherry Mid, with watering eyee. “Oh, well I” she Mtd, rising, and going toward the door. “It’s horrible — horrible — horrible — whatever I do! What Is your idea— that we ahould dine, and go to th* OrDbeum tonight a* If nothing bad happened, and let all thia wait until you can ask Peter to cross-examine Martin r "I wonder If Martin would tell me? Why couldn’t I pretend that I opened that letter by mistake and frighten him Into admitting it, If It’s truaf Alix said. "Tou could," Cherry admitted, Hie­ lessly "But you may be sure lt Is tru* enough!” she added. “Then leave it to me!" Alix ■aid. "And don’t fee! too Md. Cherry. You're young, and life may take a tarn tbat changes everything for you. You always have Peter—Peter and me. back of you!” "Alix, you’re th* beat slater a girl •rer had f" Cherry Mid. passionately, putting her hand on Alix's eboulder. *T wish I were as big as you are! And he's made me so wretched," whis­ pered Cherry, with trembling lipa, “that sometlifie* I've bee* »Id "of IHF But I will Investigate this letter, and If It's not true. I'll try again. Alix! DI go away with him. If he wants me to. or I'll live here—and study French —and go to lectures with you—“ “You darling!" Alix said, with an aching heart. • •••••• That night It was simply managed that Martin be next to Alix. In the log® at the theater, and she be- gan to question him seriously at once, All through the strange, unnatural day that followed her night of vigil she had been planning what she should say to him. but she and Cherry had not spoken of the subject again. Cherry had dressed herself with her usual dainty care, and now. with the violets Alix had given her spraying tn a great purple bunch at her breast and her blue eyes ringed and tnougbt- ful under her soft little feathered hat. she was so arrestlngly lovely that Alix was well aware of the admiring glances from all sides to which she w as so superbly Indifferent. “Martin." she began, “I read a let­ ter Intended for Cherry this morn­ ing. 1—1 open al! the mall!“ She had to repeat It twice before be realized that there was something be­ hind her earnest and significant tone. Then she mw him stop twisting bl* program, and veer about toward her. She murmured a question. “Do I what?” he asked. In an under tone Instantly lowered. “Do you know a girl named Hatty Woods?" AHx repeated, cautiously. is now 6c a loaf I rv it and you will find it better than that cheap bread from town For Goodness Sake Try Broggers’ Bread Used Ford Sale This is clean up time on used Ford Cars Buy now while prices are at bed rock. . $585 .. $340 . $355 ....$135 $275 ARMENTROUT-WICKE CO 82nd ROAI) H. WARRINER A Licensed Electrician T"' MAPLES GARAGE ...FOR... FiskTires&Tubes Economy furniture Co. Do You Know a Girl Named Hatty Woods?" All hope died when she mw his face. “What about herT' be asked, almost inaudibly. “Somebody wrote this letter about her.” Alix started, quickly. “Who wrote you about her? What"d she My?” be demanded quickly. “Just—I'll let you see It.” she said. “I don't know who wrote It—It wasn't signed. Do you—do you know her? Do you know Hatty Woods? She Mid — The letter said—" “Ob. sure. I know what she'd say I” Martin conceded, furious at Allx'a In­ terference, trembling with anger and resentment, and only anxious to dose the conversation, “I know all about her and her kind, I think I know who wrote that letter, too. You give It to m* tomorrow and I’ll manage It. There won't be any more!" “Martin.” Alix whispered, gravely, “if you have given Cherry any cause —" Her voice fell, and there was a silence. “Tliere are a great many things In life that you doo’t understand, my dear sister-in-law," Martin said re­ luctantly, nettled, "a man's life Is not a woman's—Isn't Intended to be I If this woman says she has anything on me— Well, now, Til tell you some­ thing end you can tell your sister—if this Is a frame-up. that I'll fight Hatty Woods and fifty Hatty Woods! I- "Martln—for heaven’s sake!" Alix warned him, as she pressed her rio- lets against her face. “Well,” he Mid. surlily, "now you know how I feel about ItI” "Martin." Alix pleaded, feeling that her last hope was sinking away I from her, “can you deny her story?" “You get Cherry to deny that I she's never lost a chance to beat It away is mar from home ever slnr. she ried," he Mid. “Tou get her to deny that she has Mid over and over agals that she never wanted children, that her marriage was a mistake! You ask her to show you the letters I've written bar, aakiag bar t* come back, and the* Hl show yea the answers I got !" “Mart," Alix sal*, sharply, “there's no use In your taking that ton* with Why Not E. J. Daoust & Carl[Fiitz, Props J 10004 Foster Road ¡and Danin Avenue P. LARSEN, Real Estate,, Insurance Curreys Pharmacy Grays Crossing EX-SERVICE MEN! If You Bicycle • F. R. FENTON concerned for the comfort of her hensehold, and aa usual busy all day long with he« poultry and pigeons, her bee-keeping, stable, and dogs. Peter waa bla courteous, gentle. 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