TIIE STJXDAY OREGONIAN, TORTLAXD, OCTOBER 16, 1921
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V III IN WHICH LULU GOES TO
THE RESCUE
And Realizes for the First Time That
Her Eloping Niece Di and She Herself
Share Some Unsuspected Sisterhood, Both
Being at the Mercy of the Badgering D wight
'Copyright by D. Appleton ac Co.)
TUB Hess House. Millton. had a
tradition of Its own to maintain.
It seemed, and they sent her to
the rear basement door. She obeyed
meekly, but she lost a good deal of
time before she found herself at the
end of the office desk. It was still
longer before anyone attended her.
"Please, sir!" she burst out. "See
If Di Deacon has put her name on
your book."
Her appeal was tremendous, com
pelling. The young clerk listened to
her, showed her where to look in the
register. When only strange names
and strange writing presented them
selves there, be said:
"Tried the parlor?"
And directed her kindly and with
his thumb, and in his other hand a
pen divorced from bis ear for the ex
press purpose.
In crossing the lobby in the hotel at
Savannah, Georgia. Lulu's most press
ing problem had been to know where
to look. But now the idlers in the
Hess House lobby did not exist. In
time she found the door of the in
tensely rose-colored reception room.
There, in a fat, rose-colored chair, be-
aide a cataract of lace curtain, sat DI,
alone.
Lulu entered. She, bad no Idea what
to say. When DI looked up, started
up, frowned. Lulu felt as if she her
self, were the culprit. She said the
first thing that occurred to her:
"I dont beMeve mamrna'll like yoitr
taking her nice satchel."
"Well!" said Di. exactly as If she
had bes at home. And super-added:
"My goodness!" And then cried rude
ly: "What are yon here for?"
"For you," said Lulu. "You you
you'd ought not to be here, Di."
"What's that to yon?" Di cried.
"Why, DI, you're just a little
girl f Lain saw that this was all
wrong, and stopped miserably. How
was she to go on? "Di," she said, "If
you and Bobby want to get married,
why not let us get you up a nice wed
ding at home?" And she saw that this
sounded as If she were talking about
a teaparty.
"Who said we wanted to be mar
ried "
"Well, he's here."
"Who said he's hers?"
"Isn't he?"
DI sprang up. "Aunt Lulu," she
aid, "you're a funny person to he
telling me what to do."
Lulu said, flushing: "I love you
Just the same as If I was marled
happy In a home."
"Well, you aren't!" cried Di cruelly,
"and I am going to do just as I
think best."
Lulu thought this over, her look
grave and sad. She tried to find
something to say. "What do people
say to people." she wondered, "when
It's like this?"
"Getting married Is for your whole
life," was all that came to her.
"Tour's wasn't," DI flashed at her.
Lulu's color deepened, but there
seemed to be no resentment In her.
She must deal with this right that
was her what her manner seemed to
say. And how should she deal?
"Di," she cried, "come back with me
and wait till mamma and papa get
home."
"That's likely. They say Tm not to
be married till I'm twenty-one."
"Well. bt how young that is!"
, "It Is to you."
"DI! This is wrong It Is wrong."
"There's nothing wrong about get
ting married if you stay married."
"Well, then It can't he wrong to let
them know."
"It isn't. But they'd treat me
wrong. They'd make me stay at home.
And I won't stay at home I won't
stay there. They act as if I was ten
years old."
Abruptly In Lulu's face there came
a lU-ht of understanding.
"Why, DL" she said, "do you feel
that way too?"
Di missed this. She went on:
"I'm grown up. I feel just as grown
op as they do. And I'm not allowed
to do a thing I feel. I want to be
away I will be away!"
"I know about that part." Lulu
aid.
She now looked at DI with atten
tion. Was It possible that Di was
suffering In the air of that -home as
she herself had suffered? She had not
thought of that. There DI had seemed
so young, so dependant, so asquirm.
Here, by herself, waiting for Bobby,
In the Hess House at Milton, she was
curiously adult. Would she be adult
If she were let alone?
"You donit know what it's like." Di
cried, "to be hushed up and laughed
at and paid no attention to, every
thing you say."
"Don't I?" said Lulu. "Don't I?"
She was breathing quickly and
looking at DL If this was why Di.
was leaving home. . . .
"But, DI," she cried, "do you love
Bobby Larkln?"
By this Di was embarrsssed. "I've
got to marry eome-bdy," she said,
"and It might as well be him."
"But is It him?"
"Yes, it Is," said Di. "But." she
added, "I know I could love almost
anybody real nice that was nice to
me." And this she said, not In her
own right, but either she had picked
It up somewhere and adopted it, or
else the terrible modernity and hon
sty of her day somehow spoke
through her, for its own. But to
Lulu It was as If something familiar
turned its face to be recognized.
"Di," she cried.
"It's true. You ought to know
that." She waited for a moment.
"You did It." she added. "Mamma
said so."
At this onslaught Lulu was stupe
fied. For she began to perceive Its
truth.
"I know what I want to do, I guess."
Di muttered, as if to try to cover
what she had said.
Up to that moment. Lulu had been
falling Intensely that she understood
Di. hot that DI did not know this.
Now Luln felt that she and DI act
Daily shared some unsuspected sister
hood. It was not only that they were
both badgered by Dwight. It was
more than that. They were two
women. And she must make Di know
that she understood her.
"DI." Lulu said, breathing hard,
"what you just said is true. I guess.
Don't you think I don't know. And
now I'm going to tell you "
She might have poured it all out.
claim her kinship with Di by virtue
of that which happened In Savannah,
Georgia. But Di said:
"Here come some ladles. And good
ness, look at the way you look!"
Lulu glanced down. "I know," she
said, "but I guess you'll have to put
up with me."
The two women entered, looked
about with the complaisance of those
who examine hotel property, find
criticism incumbent, and have no er
rand. These two women had out
dressed their occasion. In their pres
ence Di kept silence, turned away her
head, gave them to know that she had
nothing to do with this blue cotton
person beside her. When they had
gone on, "What do you mean by my
having to put up with you?" DI asked
sharply.
T mean Tm going to stay with
you."
"DI laughed scornfully she was
again the rebellious child. "I guess
Bobby'll have something to say about
that." she said Insolently.
"They left you Jn my charge."
"But I'm not a baby the idea. Aunt
Lulu."
"I am going to stay right with you."
said Lulu. She wondered what she
should do If Di suddenly marched
away from her, through that bright
lobby and Into the street. She thought
miserably that she must follow. And
then her whole concern for the ethics
of Dl's course was lost In her agon
ised memory of her terrible, broken
shoes.
DI did not march away. She turned
her back squarely upon Lulu, and
looked ont of the window. For her
life Lulu could think of nothing more
to say. She was now fueling miser
ably on the defensive.
They were sitting In silence when
Bobby Larkins came into the room.
Four Bobby Larkins there were. In
immediate succession.
The Bobby who had just come down
the street was distinctly perturbed,
came hurrying now. now and then
turned to the left when he met folk,
glanced Bidewise here and there, was
altogether anxious and 111 at ease.
The Bobby who cams through the
hotel was Bobby who had on an Im
portance assumed for the crisis of
threading the lobby a Bobby who
wished it to be understood that here
he was, a man among men. In the
Hess House at Millton. -
The Bobby who entered the little
rose room was the Bobby who was no
less than ovehwhelmed with the stu
pendous character of the adventure
upon which he found himself.
The Bobby who Incredibly came
face to face with Lulu was the real
Bobby Into whose eyes leaped Instant,
unmistakable relief.
DI flew to meet him. She assumed
all the pretty agitations of her role,
ignored Lulu.
"Bobby! Is It all rightr
Bobby looked over her head.
"Miss Lulu," he said watuously.
"If it ain't Miss Lulu."
He looked from her to Di. and did
not' take in Dl's resigned shrug.
"Bobby," said Di, "she's come to
stop us getting married, but she
can't. I've told her so."
"She don't have to stop us," quoth
Bobby gloomily, "we're stopped."
"What do you mean?" Di laid one
hand flatly along her cheek. Instinc
tively In her melodrama.
Bobby drew down his brows, set his
hand on his leg, elbow out.
"We're minors," said he.
"Well, gracious, you didn't have to
tell them that."
"No. They knew I was."
"But. Silly! Why didn't you tell
them you're not?"
"But I am."
Di stared. "For pity's sakes," she
said, "don't you know how to do any
thing?" ''What would you have me do?" he
inquired indignantly, with his head
held very stiff, and with a boyish, ad
mirable lift of chin.
"Why, tell them we're both 21. We
look it. We know we're responsible
that's all they care for. Well, you are
a funny . . ."
"You wanted me to He?" he said.
"Oh. don't make out you never told
a fib."
"Well, but this " he stared at her.
"I never heard ot such a thing," Di
cried accusingly.
"Anyhow," he said, "there's nothing
to do now. The cat's out. I've told
our ages. We've got to have our
folks in on it."
"Is that all you can think of?" she
demanded.
"What else?"
"Why, come on to Bainbridge or
Holt, and tell them we're of age, and
be married there."
"DI." said Bobby, "why, that'd be a
rotten go."
DI said, oh very well, if he didn't
want to marry her. He replied stonily
that of course he wanted to marry
her. Di stuck out her little hand. She
was at a disadvantage. She could use
no arts, with Lulu sitting there, look
ing on. "Well, then, come on to
Bainbridge," Di cried, and rose. .
Lulu was thinking: "What shall I
say? I don't know what to say. I don't
know what I can say." Now she also
rose, and laughed awkwardly. "I've
told DI," she said to Bobby, "that
wherever you two go, I'm going too.
Dl's folks left her in my care, you
know. So you'll have to take me
along. I guess." She spoke in a man
ner of distinct apology.
At this Bobby had no idea what to
reply. He looked down miserably at
the carpet. His whole manner was a
mute testimony to. his participation
in- ths eternal query: How did I get
lnto it?
"Bobby," said Di. "are you going to
let her lead you home?"
This of course nettled him, hut not
In the manner on which DI had
counted. He said loudly:
"I'm not going to Bainbridge or
Holt or any town and lie, to get you
or any other girl."
Dl's head lifted, tossed, turned from
him. "You're about as much like a
man in a story," she said, "as as
papa is."
Ths two Idly Inspecting women
again entered the rose room, this
time to stay. They Inspected Lulu.
too. And Lulu rose and stood between
ths lovers.
"Hadn't ws all better get the four
thirty to Warbleton?" she said, and
swallowed.
"Oh. if Bobby wants to hack out "
said Di.
"I don't -ant to back out," Bobby
contended furiously, "b-h-but I
won't "
"Come on. Aunt Lulu." said DI
grandly.
Bobby led the way through the
lobby, Di followed, and Lulu brought
up the rear. She wanted awicwaraiy,
eyes down, her hands stiffly
Heads turned to look at her.
held,
They
passed into the street.
"You two go ahead," said Lulu, "so
they won't think "
They did s6, and she followed, and
did not know where to look, and
thought of her broken shoes.
. At the station, Bobby put them on
the train and stepped back. He had,
he said, something to see to there in
Milton. DI did not look at him. And
Lulu's goodbye spoke hers genuine
regret for alL
"Aunt Lulu," said Di, "you needn't
think I'm going to sit with you. You
look as if you were crazy. I'll sit
back here."
"All right, DI," said Lulu humbly.
It was nearly 6 o'clock when they
arrived at the Deacon's. Mrs. Bett
stood on the porch, her hands rolled
in her apron.
"Surprise for you!" she called
brightly.
Before they had reached the door,
Ina bounded from the hall.
"Darling!"
She seized upon DI, kissed her
loudly, drew back from her, saw the
traveling bag.
"My new bag!" she cried. "Di! What
have you got that for?"
In any embarrassment Di's Instinc-
tive defense was hearty laughter. She
now laughed heartily, kissed her
mother again, and ran up the stairs.
Lulu slipped by her sister and into
the kitchen.
"Well, where have you been?"
cried Ina. "I declare, I never saw
such a family. Mamma don't know
anything and neither of you will tell
anything.",
"Mamma knows a-plenty," snapped
Mrs. Bett.
Monona, who was eating a sticky
sjift, jumped stiffly up and down.
"You'll catch it you'll catch it!"
she sent out her shrill general warn
ing. Mrs. Bett followed Lulu to the
kitchen. "I didn't tell Inie about her
bag and now she says I don't know
nothing," she complained. "There I
knew about the bag the hull time,
but I wasn't going to tell her and
spoil her gettin' home." She banged
the stove griddle. "I've a good no
tion not to eat a mouthful o' supper,"
she announced.
"Mother, please!" said Lulu pas
sionately. "Stay here. Help me. I've
got enough to get through tonight."
Dwlght had come home. Lulu could
hear Ina pouring out to him the
mysterious circumstance of the bag.
could hear the exaggerated air of
the casual with which he always re
ceived the excitement of another and
especially of his Ins, Then Bhe heard
Ina's feet padding up the stairs and
after that Di's shrill, nervous laugh
ter. Lulu felt a pang of pity for DL
as It she herself were about to face
them.
There was not time both to pre
pare supper and to change the blue
cotton dress. In that dress Lulu was
pouring water when Dwight entered
the dining room.
"Ah!" said he. "Our .festive ball
gown."
She gave him her hand, with her
peculiar sweetness of expression al
most as if she were sorry for him or
were bidding him good-bye.
"That shows who you dress for!"
he cried. "You dress for me. Ina,
aren't you jealous? Lulu dresses for
me!
Ina had come In with Di and both
were excited and Ina's head was
moving stiffly, as in all her indlgna
tlons. Mrs. Bett bad thought better
of it and bad given her presence. AJ-
ready .Monona was singing.
"Lulu," said Dwlght, "really? Can't
you run up and slop on another
dress?"
Lulu sat down in her place. "No."
she said "I'm too tired. I'm sorry,
Dwlght."
"It seems to me " he began.
"I don't want any," said Monona.
But no one noticed Monona and Ins
did not defer even to Dwlght She,
who measured delicate troy occa
sions by avoirdupois, said brightly:
"Now. DL You must tell us all
about it. Where had you and Aunt
Lulu been with mamma's new bag?"
'Aunt Lulu!" cried Dwlght. "Aha!
So Aunt Lulu was along. Well, now,
that alters it."
asked his Ina
"How does it?
crossly.
"Why. when Aunt Lulu goes on a
Jaunt," said Dwight Herbert, "events
begin to event.'
"Come, Di, let's hear," said Ina.
"Ina," said Lulu, "first can't ws
hear something about your visit?
How Is"
Her eyes consulted Dwight. His fea
tures dropped, the lines of his face
dropped. Its muscles seemed to sag. A
look of suffering was in bis eyes.
"She'll never be any better." he
said. "I -know we've said good-bye
to her for the last time."
"Ob, Dwlght!" said Lulu.
"She knew it. too," he said. "It
it put me out of business, I can tell
you. She gave me my start she
took all the cars of me taught me
to read she's the only mother I ever
knew " He stopped and opened his
eyes wide on account of their dim
ness. "They said she was like another
person while Dwight was there." said
Ina, and entered into a length of
particulars and details of the Journey
These details Dwight interrupted:
Couldn't Lulu remember that he liked
sage on the chops? He could hardly
taste it. He had, he said, told her
this 37 times.
And when she said
that she was
sorrv. "Perhaos roil
think I'm sage enough," said the
witty fellow.
"Dwightie!" said Ina. "Mercy." She
shook her head at him. "Now, Di,"
she went on, keeping the thread all
this time. "Tell us your story. About
the bag."
"Oh. mamma," said Di. "let me eat
my supper.'
"And so you shall, darling. Tell It
in your own way. Tell us first what
you've done since we've been away.
Did Mr. Cornish come to see you?"
SAND OFF ATLANTIC COAST IS FOUND TO
CONTAIN ABOUT 50 PER CENT OF POTASH
Shortage of Fertilizer During War Period Leads to Discovery That' United States Has Ample Supply for
Million Years Within Its Own Boundaries Farmer Uses Green Dirt From Sea Shore on Land.
FROM the neighborhood of Atlan
tio Highlands, N. J., as far down
the coast as Virginia, often al
most within a stone's throw of the
shore line, are found vast deposits
of a dark material called green sand.
There are millions and millions of
tons of this substance in the state
of New Jersey alone, but until very
recently it has never been regarded
as of any more value than ordinary
sand. The only marketable use ever
devised for it was to put it In small
vials and sell it to customers of the
curio shops at resorts. Such sales
would not exhaust the deposits in a
million years.
But within the last year this cur
ious dark green sand has assumed
real importance, as it has been found
to be of enormous value to farmers.
If this had been known before the
war the difficulty of producing crops
when the German potash supply was
shut off would never bave been en
countered, as it has been found that
this green sand contains enough pot
ash to supply every need of the
American farmer for the next 1000
years. '
Potash Held Need.
While our agriculturists' principal
cry has -been for more potash so that
the ground might be made richer,
crops more abundant, and the cost
of living lower, and while Germany,
to meet this demand has been selling
millions of tons of this substance to
this country, at our very door all the
potash we could possibly use and
much more has been lying fallow.
The magnificent story of this green
sand sounds like sn Arabian nights'
tale. Ages and ages ago the deposits
were built up slowly underneath the
sea, ths process continuing for
millions of years. Gradually,-as the
ocean receded, they emerged from
beneath the waters and became dry
Lulu rut -front ttaWse tni up tft
street. Sfi Vf 6v her bJutf-ctftiotv
dress,- ftir oU sWs, sriff. Wis kit
1S4,.ru wtikoufc money
"Yes." eaioj Di, and flashed a look
at Lulu.
But eventually they were back
again before that new black bag and
DI would say nothing. She laughed,
squirmed, grew Irritable, laughed
again.
"Lulu!" Ina demanded. "You were
with her where in the world had you
been? Why, but you couldn't have
been with her in that dress. And
yet I saw you come in the gats to
gether." "What!" cried Dwlght Herbert,
drawing down his brows. "You cer
tainly did not so far forget us. Lulu,
as to go on the street in that dress?"
"It's a good dress." Mrs. Bett now
said positively. "Of course It's a good
dress. Lulle wore it on the street
of course she did. She was gone a
long time. I made me a cup o' tea,
and then she hadn't come."
"Well." said Ina, "I never heard
anything like this before. Where
were you both?"
One would say that Ina had en-
tered into the family and been born
again, identified with each one. Noth-
Ing escaped her. Dwight. too, his in
timacy was incredible.
"Put an end to this. Lulu," he com
manded. "Where were you two
since you make such a mystery?"
"Lulu," said Dwieht low, "your
DCs look at Lulu was piteous, ter
rified. Dl's fear of her father was now
clear to Lulu. And Lulu feared him,
too. Abruptly she heard herself
temporizing, for the moment making
common cause with DL
"Oh," she said; "we have a little
secret. Can't we have a secret if we
want one?"
"Upon my word," Dwlght com
mented, "she has a beautiful secret.
I don't ' know about your secrets.
Lulu."
Every time that he did this, that
fleet, lifted look of Lulu's seemed to
bleed.
"I'm glad for my dinner," re
marked Monona at last. "Please ex
cuse me." On that they all rose.
Lulu stayed In the kitchen and did
her best to make her tasks indefinite
y last. She had nearly finished when
Di burst in.
"Aunt Lulu, Aunt Lulu!" she cried.
"Come in there come. I can't stand
It. What am I going to dor'
"Di, dear," said Luis). "Tell your
mother you must tell her."
"She'll cry," Di sobbed. "Then she'll
tell papa and he'll never stop talk-
lng about it. I know him every day
he'll keep it going. After he scolds
me It'll be a joke for months. I'll die
. I'll die. Aunt Lulu."
Ina's voice sounded in the kitchen.
"What are you two whispering about?
I declare, mamma's hurt, DL at the
way you're acting . . ."
land, and there again they lay slum
bering for ages undisturbed and un
known, until in 1921 they suddenly
emerge as a veritable gold mine for
economic productivity, a godsend to
tbe American farmer.
Sand Belt Immense.
While the great belt of green sand
extends from Atlantic Highlands,
N. J., far down into Virginia, and Is
easily reached from the surface. It
is in New Jersey that most of It is
found, and the state government
there, realizing its opportunity, has
established a great experiment sta
tion at New Brunswick.
Besides the purest caustic potash,
one of tbe three constituents of fer
tilizers, the experiments have re
vealed that the green sand can also
be made Into tbe finest brlc,k, and
the plant which is the headquarters
of the station actually has been built
of this brick.
As the most promising sourcs of
potash tn the eastern section of the
United States, the green-sand deposits
came in the nick of time to fill the
crying need for the development of
our own fertilizer Industry. The war
had completely cut off America's
chief source of supply Germany
and we were "up against it" for fair
until the happy thought of three men,
who invented a process for utilizing
the green sand which makes this
country's potential potash supply
staggering In proportions.
The United States uses 250,000 tons
of potash a year and the United States
geological survey has estimated that
a square mile of green sand one foot
thick will yield 78,000 tons of potash.
A 20-foot bed that covers a square
mile should yield 1,000.000 tons of pot
ash, or enough to last the entire coun
try for about six years.
During the period when the green
"Let's go out on ths porch." said
Lulu, and when Di would have es
caped, Ina drew her with them, and
handled the situation in the only way
that she knew how to handle it. by
complaining: Well, but what in this
world . . .
Lulu threw a white shawl about
her blue cotton dress.
"A bridal robe," said Dwlght.
"How's that. Lulu what are you -wearing
a bridal robe for eh?"
She smiled dutifully. There was no
need to make him angry, she reflect
ed, before she must. He had not yet
gone into the parlor had not yet
asked for his malL
It was a warm dusk, moonless,
windless. The sounds of the village
street came in laughter, a touch at
a pfa.no, a chiming cloche Lights
starred and quickened in the blurred
houses. Footsteps echoed on ths
board walks. The gate opened. The
gloom yielded up Cornish.
Lulu was inordinately glad to see
him. To have the strain of the time
broken by htm was liks hearing, on
a lonely winter wakening, the clock
strike reassuring dawn.
"Lulu." said Dwlght. low, "your
dress. Do go!"
Lulu laughed. "The bridal shawl
takes off the curse," she said.
Cornish, in his gentle way, asked
about the Journey, about the sick
woman and Dwlght talked of her
again, and this time his voles broke.
Dt was curiously silent, When Corn
ish addressed her, she replied simply
and directly the rarest of Dl's man
ners, in fact not Dl's manner at alL
Lulu spoke not at all it was enough
to have this respite.
After a little ths gats opened
again. It was Bobby. In the beset
ting fear that he was leaving DI to
face something alone, Bobby had ar
rived. And now Dl's spirits rose. To her
his presence meant repentance, re
capitulation. Her laugh rang out, her
replies came archly. But Bobby was
plainly not playing up. Bobby was.
In fact, hardly less than glum. It was
Dwlght, the irrepressible fellow, who
kept the talk going. And it was no
less than deft, his continuously dis
played ability playfully to pierce
Lulu. Some one had "married at the
drop of the hat. You know the kind
of a girl?" And someone "made up a
likely story to soothe her own pride
you know how to do that?"
"Well," said Ina. "my part, I think
the most awful thing is to have some
body one loves keep secrets from one.
No wonder folks get crabbed and
spiteful with such treatment."
"Mamma!" Monona shouted from
her room. "Come and hear me say
my prayers!"
Monona entered this request with
precision on Ina's nastiest moments,
but she always rose, unabashed, and
went motherly and dutifully to
hear devotions, as if that function
and the process of living ran their
two divided channels.
She had dispatched this errand and
was returning when Mrs. Bett crossed
the lawn from Grandma Gates', where
the old lady had taken comfort In
Mrs. Bett's ministrations for an hour.
"Don't you help me," Mrs. Bett
warned them away sharply. "I guess
I can help myself yet awhile."
She gained her chair. And still in
her momentary rule of attention she
said clearly: -
"I got a joke. Grandma Gates says
It's all over town DI and Bobby Lar
kln eloped off together today. He!"
The last was a single note of laugh
ter high and brief. The silence fell
"Whet nonsense!" Dwight Herbert
said angrily.
But Ina said tensely: "Is It non
sense? Haven't I been trying and
trying to find out where the black
satchel went? Di!"
Di's laughter rose but it sounded
thin and false.
"Listen to that, Bobby," shs said.
"Listen!"
"That won't do, DI," said Ina. "You
can't deceive mamma and don't you
try!" Her voice trembled, she was
frantic with loving and authentlo
anxiety but she was without power,
she overshadowed the real gravity of
the moment by her Indignation.
"Mrs. Deacon " began Bobby, and
stood up, very straight and manly
before them alL
But Dwlght intervened, Dwlght,
sand was formed a great number of
prehlstorio animals inhabited the
earth and sea, and the remains of
these animals occur In the material
which is now being made into potash.
Indeed, one authority says that ths
sand is nothing more than the finely
ground bones and skulls of these ani
mals. Skeletons of numerous croco
diles and other saurlans, together
with fossil shells and the remains of
microscopic animals, give the searcher
of today a picture of the teeming life
of those past ages.
After the death of the organisms
their shells were slowly filled with
the fine mud in which they were de
posited. The potash from the sea
water accumulated in the shells,
which finally burst and became de
composed, until ths phenomenon of
green dust appeared, which eventually
was washed up on land and dried,
forming what is mineraloglcally
called green sand.
Farmer Hakes Discovery.
Ths discovery of the value of green
sand came about in this way. Dur
ing the war some New Jersey farm
ers living in the green-sand belt near
the coast were In great need of fer
tilizing material and in their desper
ation to Improve their crops they were
willing to try almost any substitute
for caustic potash. Feeling It could
do no harm and might help, one of
these men spread some of the green
sand on his land and, much to his sur
prise, his production was Increased
remarkably. Thus the news rapidly
spread that green sand, one- of the
commonest things in the state, could
be put to use.
Three American chemists, searohing
everywhere for potash, by chance
heard of this green-sand experiment
ths father, the master of his house.
Here was something requiring him
to act. So the father set his face like
a mask and brought down his hand
on the rail of the porch. It was as If
the sound shattered a thousand fila
ments where?
"Diana!" his voice was terrible, de
manded a response, ravened among
them.
"Yes, papa," Said DL very smalL
"Answer your mother. Answer
me. Is there anything to this ab
surd tale?"
"No, papa, said DI, trembling.
"Nothing whatever?"
"Nothing whatever."
"Can you imagine how such a ridic
ulous report started?"
"No, papa."
"Very velL Now we know where'
we are. If anyone hears this report
repeated, send them to me."
"Well, but that satchel " said Ins,
to whom an idea" manifested Itself
less as a function than as a leech.
"One moment," said Dwight. "Lulu
will, of course, verify what the child
has said."
There has never been an adult
moment until that day when Lulu
had not Instinctively taken the part
of the parents, of all parents. Now
she saw Dwlght's cruelty to her as
his cruelty to DI; she saw Ina, her
self a child In maternity, as Ignorant
of bow to deal with the moment as
was Dwlght. She saw Di's falseness
partly parented by these parents. Shs
burned at the enormity of Dwlght't
appeal to her for verification. She
threw up her head and no one had
ever seen Lulu look like this.
"If you cannot settle this with DI,"
said Lulu, "you cannot settle It with
me."
"A shifty answer." said Dwlght.
"You havs a genius at misrepresent
ing facts, you know, Lulu."
"Bobby wanted to say something,"
said Ins, still troubled.
"No, Mrs. . Deacon," said Bobby,
low. "I have nothing1 more to say."
In a little while, when Bobby went
away, Di walked with him to the
gate. It was as if. the worst having
happened to her, she dared every
thing now.
"Bobby," she said, "you hats a He.
But what else could I do?"
He could not see her, could see
only the little moon on her face,
blurring.
"And anyhow," said DI, "It wasn't a
lis. We didn't elope, did we?"
"What did you think I came for
tonight?" asked Bobby.
The day had aged him; he spoke
like a man. His voice came gruffly.
But she saw nothing, softened to him,
yielded, was ready to take his regret
that they had not gone on.
-Well, I came for one thing." said
Bobby, "to tell you that I couldn't
stand for your wanting me to lie to
day. Why, DI I hate a lie. And
now tonight He spoke his code
almost beautifully. "I'd rather." he
said, "they had never let us see each
other again than to lose you the way
I've lost you now."
"Bobby!"
"It's true. We mustn't talk about
it."
"Bobby! I'll go back and tell them
all."
"You can't go back." said Bobby.
"Not out of a thing like that."
She stood staring after him. She
heard some one coming and shs
turned toward the house, and met
Cornish leaving.
"Miss Di," he cried, "if you're going
to elope with anybody, remember It's
with me!"
Her defense was ready her laugh
ter rang out so that the departing
Bobby might hear.
She came back to the steps and
mounted slowly In the lamplight, a
little white thing with whom birth
had taken exquisite pains.
"If," she said, "you have any fear
that I may ever elope wth Bobby
Larkln, let It- rest. I shall never
marry him If he asks me 60 times a
day."
"Really, darling?" cried Ina.
"Really and truly," said Di, "and
he knows it, too."
Lulu listened and read all.
"I wondered," said Ina pensively,
"I wondered if you wouldn't see that
Bobby isn't muoh beside that nice Mr.
. Cornish!"
To be contlnoad next Sunday.)
and were interested. They were H.
W. Charlton, T. C. Meadows and R,
Norrls Shreve. These men obtained
some samples of the sand and tested
it chemically. Greatly to their sur
prise, it turned out that the substance
contained about 50 per cent of pure
potash, and they realized their search
was ended. The problem then be
came one of inventing a process for
releasing the potash. This evolved
after considerable experimentation at
a small plant at Jones Point, New
York. There the problem in alt Its
phases was handled.
At the New Brunswick plant the
method involves the heating of the
sand with ordinary lime and water,
which releases the potash from its
union with the sand, transforming it
into soluble and usable form. Every
day 1000 tons of sand, 900 tons of
quicklims and 6100 tons of water are
placed into large vacuum pans which
are as tall as an ordinary three-story
bouse!
Klectrie Dog Is Next Wonder.
Christian Science Jtooltor.
The electric dog which will follow
a lantern in the dark a mechanical
curio constructed by John Hays
Hammond, Jr. has a rival in a
French electrlo dog that will jump
out of Its kennel when a whistle
sounds. The Hammond dog Is con
trolled hy selenium cells. The amount
of electricity that will pass through
selenium varies with ths amount of
light shining on the metal. With a
selenium cell for each eye of the
dog, and a small electrlo current op
erating a steering gear inside the
toy, the dog will steer Us course so
as to have an equal amount of light
on each eye, which means that it will
keep Its head toward any light. Stor
age batteries, and a motor, or clock
work, may be used for moving the
dog.
Two of a Kind Illustrated.
Wayside Tales.
Jay Don't you hate to play poker
with a bad loser?
Ray Yes, almost as much as with a
good winner.
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