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' 46T SHOULD think." Ma remarked,
A dreamily with a far-away look la
her eye. "that it'd be a. wonderfully
interesting Htudy."
.They ain't no doubt about It. T.
-Iaer replied dryly. "Providin any
. body knows what your studyin' about."
- ", "Brains, Ma answered, coming back
to ber surrounding with a start.
; "they's no end of . what such a study
might lead to."
"Brains, T. Paer repeated doubt
fully, "I thought them things was ex
tinct like that sea serpent thing with
Hie long neck down tn Patagonia."
"They ain't extinct at all." Ma cor
rected, "but," she added with a mean-
z -.n. a t hai Iff a rrrr ra n W"Ti
they may be getting sort of shriveled
up here nd there,"
VI ain't goin to argue about that'
m Tr l vhAM it'a in
to be that the sixe of anybody's think
tank's got by multiplyin' the length of
their tongue."
' "If you're getting personal." Ma re
torted quietly, "according to my way
of thinkin' It ain't so much the length
of your tongue as the amount of ivory
' ia your dome that shows how much
: brains you got."
"What do you mean by that you'
tuff?" T. Paer demanded. "Are you
teeanin' it to be a personal or an im
personal pronoun?"
."That depends," Ma smiled sweetly,
"on hew you diagram the sentence."
"wa i rtinn r era ri tiiih rtrain ihik.
T; Paer told her, "but If you want to
; take any post mortem lecture course in
it I can make a few remarks my
self." "Go ahead," Ma encouraged him, "a
empty barrel majtes the most noise
when you kick ifa"
"I ain't started klckin'. yet," T. Paer
replied, "but what's got you headed off
on this brain study stuff, anyhow?"
I "I was just reading," Ma explained,
' "about the brains that clams've got."
" "They must be all brains," T. Paer
suggested, "they show a lot of evidence
:. of' It, anyway."
"How's that?" Ma asked curiously,
"S ain't never seen much that'd make
me think so."
"Because," T. Paer answered point
esdly. "they know enough to keep their
mouths shut unless they's some reason
fpr 'em to keep 'em open."
w "Maybe so." Ma assented, "but you
f know some way I sort of believe thai
men must of evoluted' out'n clams.'.'
'.'Maybe they did," T. Paer agreed
tentatively. "Maybe that's the reason
.you women've been puttln' us in the
- spup ever since."
' . i'That ain't the reason I'm thinkin'
Rich Girl, Poor Girl
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN de WATER .
CHAPTER 42.
(Copyright, 1022. by SUr Company)
A N AWFUL, silence, during which the
J. elderly man and the young girl
faced each other. The tiews was too
;krrlble,too staggering, for the father's
brain to grasp it.
f And then the silence was broken by
the ringing of a bell from far upstairs.
It was the bell connecting Mrs. Hol
Itngshead's room with Adelaide's. The
attendant had left the door of her own
room open when Bhe came out of there
earlier in the night.
FShe started violently and An to the
stairs.
I "It's Mrs. Hollingshead '." she ex
claimed as she fled.
. j "Hannah !" she heard the man groan
and. glancing back,she saw him drop
into a chair and bury his head in his
hands.
But she did not pause until she was
at her charge's bedside.
' "I am right here, dear," she said,
ttying to control the gasps of breath
lessness. "I am sorry y,ou had to ring
for me."
YoU promised not to leave me !" the
woman accused hysterically. "And I
woke and called you. and there was
nobody here only darkness and horror.
Wny didn't you stay wnn mei
She was sitting up in bed, her slght
1m eves wida oaen. her hands out
stretched.
"I did stay with you until a few
minutes ago." the girl soothed. "Then
I went to my room to get another rug,
she said desperately. "I left you for
9nly a short time. I came as soon as
you rang."
"Yes. I suppose you did," the invalid
murmured, somewhat appeased by this
mendacious explanation. "But I can
not sleep ! I shall go crazy ! That
same awful vision about Patty !"
y "There ! There !" Adelaide's voice
was less agitated. "You have been
fast asleep. What you call a vision
was only a dream. A kind of night
mare." '"It was about Patty again!" the
mother moaned. "I dare not lie down
for fear I will dream It some more.
She came home, didn't she?"
"Listen, my dear." Adelaide begged,
"and try to calm yourself. Don't you
remember how your daughter came in
here when she returned that her coat
was wet with snow that that she
kissed you goodnight and said she was
going right to bed?"
. "Test I remember it now," the in
valid admitted. "But I am afraid of
something. I wish Dick was at home,
too."
"He will be back tomorrow," the girl
affirmed confidently,
i The next request caused her to start
nervously. I want to speak to Henry !"
the wife said. "Perhaps if I talk with
him I shall feel easier."
? "Very well." the girl assented. "But
you must wait while I call him. You
know . he went to bed hours ago."
"I cannot help it if he did I I must
have him!"' the blind woman insisted.
She must be quieted at any cost.
And the stricken man downstairs must
jM warned, to be careful.
."1 will call Mr. Hollingshead." Ade
laide said. "But first you must lie
Jdown
! ..Without another word the blind
Jwoman- submitted.
1 Adelaide found the husband where
the had left iitm, huddled in' a great
chair, his head in his hands. He sprang
o his feet as she touched him.
I v.Mr. Hollingshead" without any
preliminaries "your wife is asking for
jou. She is terribly nervous and fright
ened. She- says shj must have you
with her. And you lara the only one
who can quiet her."
I "She does ftot suspect?" he asked in
(, 'hoarse .whisper. '
t "No but she has had an unhappy
((ream about her daughter. She wants
to. tallc to you about it. Please go right
to "her. Every thing depends on your
rresence of mind Just bow.1?
The twitching lips became firmer. "1
will goto her at once. Then, with a
gesture of appeal "Come, too, please!
i "In silence they 'went up to the sick
toom. There were many matters to
le attended to, but the living must be
considered before - the dead..'
If there were only somebody -Adelaide
reflected to take . ' matters eft
this father's hands. - But ' Just now
taere was nobody but herself an In
experienced (irk His only son was in-
? ---v - .
of," Ma Contended, "but it say in the
book that a clam's brain's a aort of
nerve attached to their ,'Stummiek 'nd
their feet" w .
"If ciams'a is our ancestors." T. Paer
grinned, "I guess that explains why
't've evoluted so far."
HowT' Ma asked suspiciously.
"As soon as the first clam got mar
ried." T. Paer told her, "he had to
begin hoppin' 'round so hard to keep
from starvin' it made his ' legs grow
long at one end 'nd his brain bunch
up in a knob at the other."
"Humph." Ma replied," 'nd what do
ryou 'spose made ua women's legs 'nd
brains develop like they haver
"I 'spose," T. Paer mused, J'they had
to be somethin for you to grow your
hair on, 'nd maybe they had bargain
days 'nd sewin' circles from the crea
tion of the first clam so far as any
body knows."
"You're beginning to talk foolish,"
Ma salj coolly, "just like you always
do when anybody tries to be serious
with you."
"I didn't start this argument," T
Paer reminded her, " 'nd besides what
can you expect of a son of a clam?"
"As much common sense," Ma an
swered, "as you, naturally would eon
siderin' what you'd decended from."
"All right, then," T. Paer answered,
"that bein' the case I hold to the
thought that most of us'd be better
off if we hadn't evoluted quite so
much."
"How's that?" Ma asked. "You
couldn't talk or run automobiles or
nothing."
"Maybe we couldn't, T. Paer re
sponded, "but I don't know but we'a
be just as well off if we couldn't."
"I don't agree with that," Ma in-,
sisted ; "it don't leave no room for am-'
bitlon or improvement."
"That's all right," T. Paer argued,
"but if a fellah's brain was only con
nected with his stummick 'nd his legs
he'd be a lot happier in the long run
the way I look at it."
"It don't sound reasonable," Ma ob-
jected, "he wouldn't have no family or
home or anything like that."
"I know," T. Paer continued, but if
a fellah just knew enough to know,
when he was hungry tid how to go
where they was somethin' to eat when
he was. 'nd had gumption enough tc
keep his trap shut to boot he'd miss a
lot of trouble, believe me."
"Well, maybe you're right," Ma saic
thoughtfully, "but it'd e a awful tria'
on a lot of fellahs to be like that."
"Yes," T. Paer chuckled, "it'd be a
awful blow to politicians 'nd such, but
a awful relief to them that ain't."
jured and in a hospital. His only
daughter was dead.
The words meant nothing to Adelaide
now. The numbness that follows upon
a great shock had come to her. She
was thankful this was the case. Per
haps she would be better able to per
form such duties as must devolve upon
her until daylight came.
Mrs. Hollingshead was again sitting
up in bed when her husband entered
her room.
"Henry !" she cried. "I want you !
I am going crazy ! I cannot remember
t" ings straight. And I am frightened
about the children. Where are they?"
The husband took the fluttering
hands in his strong clasp. He spoke
almost sternly.
"Hannah, you must not indulge such
fancies. Dick is with frterids in the
country."
"Yes. but what about. Patty? Addle
says she came in and told me good
night. I remember that, too. But
whenever I go to sleep I have awful
dreams about her. Henry, please go
and look into her hoom and see if she
is all right. She may be ill and not
calling any of us."
Without a word of protest the man
left the room and walked heavily
down the hall. A moment later he
returned. He was so pale that his
lips were gray.
"Hannah." he said gently, taking his
wife's hand in his. "I looked into. Pat
ty's room as you asked me to do.
There is no need, to be worried about
her. The dear child is fast asleep."
(To Be Continued Tomorrow).
Y. M. 0. A. Boys on
1922 Pilgrimage to
Spirit Lake, Wash.
The fourteenth annual pilgrimage to
the Y. M. C. A. boys' camp at Spirit
Lake, Washington, near Mount St
Helens, was begun today by a con
tingent of boys under the direction of
J. C. Meehan, head of the local "Y"
boys' activities, and a number of
leaders representing Pacific coast col
leges and universities.
Principal features of the camp will
be hiking, swimming, canoeing, games,
track and field events, Bible study and
cabin buijding. Short side trips will
be taken to nearby lakes and moun
tain peaks. Leaders in charge are :
Paul Irvine and Max Pierce, Oregon
Agricultural college; Harley Stevens,
University of California ; Remey Cox,
University of Oregon : Charles Hsjm
stedt, J. C. Meehan. Willard V. Rouse
and Paul Flegel. Y. M. C. A.
Boys who went to camp are : Jack
Abele. Junior Burk, Gordon Burpee,
Tom Bransford, Boatner Chamberlain,
Byron Carlson, Milton Carlson, Gordon
Donald. Robert Dick, William Delanty,
Elbert Fontana, Romig Fuller. Robert
Fontana. Arthur Flegel, Jack Gregg,
Francis Gilbert, John Gantenbein, Jack
Hines. Maurice Kinney. Teddy Kosh-
land, Robert Kettenbach, Lionel Lane,
Abbott Lawrence, Sam Luders, Sam
Lock wood. Robert Latta. Jack Latta,
Joe Mulligan. Francis Mulbey, Wilmar
Norman. Fred Norton Maurice Peace.
Kenneth Raley. Joe Southworth, Louis
Strohecker. Albert Sieglinger, Robert
Warner, Curtis-Whiting. Lynn Wykoff,
Arthur Young.
Towns to1 Protest
Cost of Electricity
Prosser, Wash., June 26. A meeting
backed by 35 cities and towns of
South-Central Washington was held at
Grandview, at which plans were
formed for united effort to secure re
ductlona in the rates for electric cur
rent furnished by the Pacific Power A
Light company. " The mayors of eight
cities were present. Another meeting
will be held at Grandview. July 29, to
which exectuives of all towns in this
part of the state have been invited.
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