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PAGE EIGHT The New OREGON STATESMAN, Salem. Oregon, Wednesday Morning, May 8. 1929 1 CHAPTER XXIII OLD Mr. Greely was In the garden, walking up an down the gravel path, hands be hind him, smoking a pipe. When he saw them coming he Etood squinting in the sunlight for a minute, then hobbled leisurely down to the rustic gate, and gal lantly held it open for Daphne. She took his hand, blushing furiously. "Ralph couldn't come It was Impossible for him to get away, bo Mr. Winters . . .Mr. Winters . ." The old man took Allan's hand, and pulled it up and down like a Eump handle. 1 "So Mr. Winters ""took his place, eh? Umm .that s good, that's good . .take the young lady in, Allan, and find Mrs. olby for her. So Ralph had to work, eh? He'll kill himself if he doesn't take a day off now and then. All work and no play . . famm . . .hah! Tell him I said bo, will you Daphne?" And then turning back to Allan, "I call her Daphne. Always call all my sec retaries by their first name. Old man's privilege . . wonderful thing to be old . . .well, run along, run along " Then he began to walk up and down again. "So that's it. eh? Hmm . .What's young McKev- itt trying to do, throw over the only sensible female he ever had? For the blonde? Hmm . .fool!" "Allan Winters! What a nice surprise, Allan and this is " "This is Daphne Haines, Mr. Greely's secretary," Allan said, "Mrs. Colby. Miss Haines." The old lady who was really nearly fifteen years younger than her brother, looked like a museum piece. A stuffed lady, miraculous- ly preserved left over from Vic torian times. A little motn-eaten. a little; waxy, but preserved, nev ertheless. Her parchment cheeks were delicately rouged, her pale hair was an indefinite straw color, neither gray nor yellow. She got up with a great rustl ing of petticoats, and took Daph ne's hot little hand In her lifeless grasp. "So this is Miss Heinz, my brother has told me about," she said In her cracked, high voice. "Haines, Miss Haines, M r s. Colby." Mrs. Colby nodded icily. "I heard the name, Allan, thank you. t is my brother who is hard of hearing. 4 "John dear, my vinaigrette, In he drawing room I think." "See if you can find her damn ed old smelling salts, will you Al lan?" her brother rumbled. "In the parlor some place." The old man lit his pipe and buried his nose in a book. Allan went off to look for the smelling salts, and Daphne, left alone by the window, felt she had lost her last friend. Why didn't Ralph come back? Oh, if Ralph had only come in stead . . .it she'd only stayed home . .Why did I come? Why did I come here? Mrs. Colby was knitting again . .click, click, click. "Thank you, Allan, you're very kind. Are you quite comfortable there. Miss Helm? You're sure you wouldn't like to take your things to my room? Would you like a glass of water or a " Her voice trailed ff. She was counting stitches. Old Mr. Greely winked, an un mistakable wink. He said in a hoarse stage whisper to Daphne, "mustn't mind Sister Anne . . . second childhood!" "What's that. John. I didn't understand you. You must speak AILMENT MANY HA VE AND NEVER KNOW IT pr. Copeland Gives Information About Gall-Stones' and Points Out That Very Often They Are . Present Without Causing Disturbance. By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. D. United States Senator from New York Former CommitHoner of Health, Veto York City. ANY of our popular notion are decidedly wrong. For instance we talk about gall-stones" as if they were something like pebbles. You probably consider them as of that nature. tM But they are not stones. " A real They are IS 4 I OR. CCPELAND. As a matter of fact, there are thousands upon thousands of persons who have them and never know it. One great authority says 95 per cent of those who have rail-stones never nave symptom. It is safe to say this than we imagine. I read ths report of a surgeon who . found 7S or St of these bodies in tha 1 sail-Madder of a patient who had f never been conscious of their ores icnce. An operation was required. tor something utterly nnassoclated with the gall-bladder and they were discovered quite by accident A tremendous amount of gaO . Madder study Is being dons by re ; search workers all over the world. .,W snail know much mors about tbe disease a few years from now than wo do at present. There can be no doubt that severe .pain Is 'often associated with saU- , bladder disease. It may take the form of terrtflo colic. The remark- able thing, however, la that Just as severe pain may be met la persons .who bays had their salt-trouble cor rected. The latest reports 1 have read in dicate that the pais may really be . .in tha stomach er upper part of tbe .mall Intestine. All these parts of I the digestive system are so close .together that It la extremely diffVcnIt, V at an possible, to be absoptely ure exactly where the trouble Hear. ' Ther 1 aa intimate relationship eiistlng between raB-bladder. aver, wu unwa or. intestine ana stomach, isujcreaaoonunonly catted t-bread.- The Bvsr and fan-bladder have at least en fane V'a eenunoe, the removal of arms from tbe blood stream. If teas a dream day for Daphne, more distinctly!" "Oh dinner!" .Mrs. Colby gath ered her knitting, winding the soft pink wool around her skinny mot tled hands. "I'll see if Katie 7 excuse me. Miss Heinz, Allan, John " Old Mr. Greely looked from Daphne, uncomfortably curled on the sofa, to Allan, bolt upright in a straight chair, and back again. His gray mustache twitched. His bright old eyes twinkled under the bushy eyebrows. "It won't be long now. After dinner you young folks can get out of the house, go down on the beach go down and look at the reef. .Hell! Look at any thing you like, you don't need me to tell you once you escape!" And escape they did! Just before they ran down the stairs to the beach, Mr. Greely called after them. "No hurry about getting back! Tea at seven. Time enough to drive back after that. Bright moonlight . . . hmmm-hah!" "I just love Mr. Greely," Daph ne giggled, a little breathlessly. Ralph says he gets terribly drunk sometimes, and swears aw fully, I don't believe it, do you?" "Don't ever let the old man hear you say you don't believe it. He takes pride in it! He's a reg ular old pirate, with a heart like a gold mine. Wait till you know him better." They wandered along the de serted beach, pausing to pick up opalescent shells, and bits of wet lavender seaweed. "Look, Daphne, a big crab under that rock watch the old devil go!" "Allan, I do believe that's a pelican, no it's only a gull, yet it is a pelican it is, Allan look!" Allan and Daphne, who were Mr. Winters and Miss Haines, per fect strangers, only this morning. They crawled out on the reef, stone will sink in water every-; body knowi that But this is not th ease .Witt gall-stones. As a matter of fact they will float in water. Mind you, I am not talking about kidney stones. These are actually mineral in their struc ture. But gall-stones are more like hard cheese than actual stones. albuminous in their nature. Let me make this a bit clearer: . The white of egg is albumen. Imagine this to be cooked until it is quite firm. That is some thing like the material in a gall-stone; In short, as I have said, these unpleasant companions are composed of albuminous material. I am glal to tell you these things. I find that many persons are very much afraid of hav ing gall-stones and would be worried sick if told disturbance is much more common Sometimes, unfortunately, the sail-, bladder may be damaged. Then the aerms entes tbe tissues and cause; an infection of that organ. i The lining of the sau-bladder, secretes a very' thick mucus. This! acts as a sort of cement, to bind together the materials which enter into the formation of the so-called Sail-stones. These are a few observations se sjardlng a very common ailment. Of course. If yen think you have It, talk wita your ooctor. urn win Ton. 4 I Answers to Health Queries j I 1 Qj What causes dark elr- beneath th aresT I asa thir teen years era. Av Lack of proper rest and steep. Indigestion or oonstlpation may be at fault, rind tbe cause and treat, snent can be advised. s s ' B. H. fe What eaases speUsf A This asay be due to a tory disturbance, to aa eye or ear condition, er to some Intestinal aUs tarbanea. Aa examination wis tannine tan exact nana and then definite treatment can be srsatilbsd. -jj the black jutting reef that was full olj fairy pools holding sea se crets hf low! tide . sea aneno mes, sea urchins, feathery sea weed drowned in the shallow wat er, ;Watch your step. Daphne!" I almost fell In that time!" The wind blew gently, lifting POLLY AND HER PALS This Size twbjtY clerical collar., will prevekH FROM T3lSCDVtf?lrJ6 THAT I LOOK LIKE ASHUR URUrnr I Anv-?a' sni?-L- ana-' mr TILLIE, THE TOILER C M3& EkwTMtam SjreAcau, Inc. Craat T I I .e . U MRS "TOMES - I Jm L MUST- -see HtHit I I k rr I'll' I LITTLE ANNIE ROONEY TOOTS AND CASPER . . ; - I m SPAQE-OlB).CLb BOYI A I If I COULD WR1N6 YOUR NECK I WW YOUVC rOT TO MAKE UP FOf V. I ( UAVaf LiAVaf I S ( ALL VOLTVE 6cfT TO DO NOW IS - , 1 V EVEPT "TIME 1 THJNVt OP HCW -if "THB MONSV THAT BANQUET I . lr?V .i TAME L1PE. CA,Y VbtrPE. FAMOUS- I 2 fT COST fOU 7b5.3 TO 5rrVE I tf COTT: TOUVE OT TO 3AVK EVHQV I H AVXl 14 AW. V i vouve. domb bu biti Vou won 1 -that banqvjbt- and all. J & pennT" from now cw i lct thk. is1" ! "TH& PATTEWPOOT DERQTY, AND TOO I BECAUSE- OF A U.T BET ffb MAID rO 90 NOW VOULU. HAVH TO U AOsilJI Afl ' -if, C ALSO BEAT COLONEL HOOEWS I OU MADE, COLONEL X U THE. HOvEYVOPK : COMB ONi ls. sfUriii, NiHil 3 DOG IN A PRIVATE- PACE! ' HOOr!SAii!iMY DEAR- JHE WAS HWr RWWTO -T? ) -7Lr L5 -TMATT REMINDS MHi I TVNI J Jfetr. " V MOOFEft. ) r rMrh L 'V, 5Z die black cloud of her hair, the sua east new glory on the delicate pink of her cheek. He drew In his breath, sharply. "We'd better be getting back, the tide Is turning. It's, a long way to walk." "Will we be marooned on the rocks? Allan, wouldn't that be ex citing? They'd have to get a boat to rescue us!" He grinned, slipped an arm through hers. "No such luck, the water doesn't come up this far!" He spoke casually. He even stop ped and lit a cigarette, holding the match until K ourned his fin gers. Happiness, so poignant that it was almost pain, flooded his heart, his head, his whole being. "I've found her I've found her my girl!" And Daphne . .Daphne was happy, too. She picked up a long, slimy cable of kelp and skipped rope with It ecstatically, on the hard sand. "My, but he's nice, ex actly like a big -brother. I hope he likes Miss Yardley. I wish they'd get married and live near us" He saw the dreamy look in her eyes. His happiness was almost too great to bear. CHAPTER XXIV I T was a dream day to Daphne. A day that she afterward re membered only vaguely and disjointedly. Mr. Greely clumping down to the gate with them, helping Daph ne Into the car with ' a gallant flourish. "Drive over the grade, Allan, the high- road to San Raf ael . . .sure it's longer, lad .this is a night for long roads, with a good car and a pret ty girl, and the full moon . . hmm? Hah! I'm telling you " And then the long, beautiful drive over the hills, while the orange moon bung like a lantern in the black, star-powdered sky. Silence . .breathless throbbing silence . .Why didn't Allan talk? Why was he so still? Finally she let herself speak of Ralph, and after that the words came rapidly and naturally. Site talked on and on. An hour two hours, perhaps. Time passes quick ly when you talk of the one you love. Allan didn't say much But she folks lb GOOD J Ml vine I I- 1 m atassBSi was m i pj i s GET VOUR Mac. .vuvwa CPS. fYEO? THE MvTTew MOW? VES. -TlUL.tW5 home SnUm rtgku mml 1 v-nrw El & til W rA Elftp knew be was a sympathetic lis tener. Wasn't he Ralph's best friend? Things she bad; never told any one before. Things she had hard ly acknowledged to herself. Her tongue was flying away with her . .the darkness, the intimacy of It they two alone in the woods. . ."People don't believe In love at first sight any more, I guess . .It sounds kind of silly to say It, but I loved him the first time I ever saw him, on the foot ball field when I was only a kid. .And then It was Just as though fate brought us together, his com ing to see my. stepsister, and find ing me . .Do you know what he said, Allan? He said, 'Why you are beautiful!" And he must have loved me right then to think that . .did you say some thing, Allan?" "No but you are, you know " "Are what?" "Beautiful." "Me?" Her delighted laughter rippled. "Oh, heavens, no I'm much too little and black and white . .It was because he . he liked me . .that he thought I was . .don't you see?" (Continued on Page 10.) GOOD-NIGHT STORIES By Max Trell a J i Knarf Gets a Keynote But Not the Way He Wants It PERHAPS you have a fiddle. In that case you must be cer tain to lay it away very gent ly each night in Its case. If you do not, you will find that it has been tampered with. And do you know by whom? By your own sha dow! The reason little Frank didn't put his fiddle away was because he didn't care for it. That is most unfortunate, as a fiddle can become a treasured friend if only it be treated well. However, on this particular evening Frank left his fiddle care lessly lying aBout on the top of the piano. The first to spy It was Knarf, his shadow, and MiJ, Flor, Hanid and Yam the other little shadow children with the turned- AVJD AT The RATE My BRISTLES IS BLOSSOMlsie ODGHTTA BE M OLD SELF IM A NO- I "TOLD THE GAKA6E MAM I VMOUl-DkrY PAV ffOfe- T. HE SAVS ve VUO MT TOUCH IT BECAUSE THE cam cry sTofers peopib VUHERB THE Guy ' vuwicji THAT KAN INTO ME SAN T ujAS My fault H tilt ii I - They Slid Down the Strings. about names. They waited until Frank and the other real children were asleep and then when house was In perfect darkness, they re turned to it. Although Frank did not like to play on It, they did, you see. They sprang upon the bridge of the fiddle Just as the clock struck 12. This prompted Hanid, who was very good a t remembering poetry, to .say in a loud voice, which only the shadow-children could hear, however. "We stood on the bridge at mid night As the clock was striking the hour " It wasn't exactly the same kind of bridge that William Wadsworth Longfellow had in mind, of course, but it did fit the situation. Then they started to slide up and down the strings Knarf, who was light and agile, chose the R string which was very thin. MiJ and Flor, the twins, took the A string, which was a little thicker, while Hanid took the D string and Yam, who did not like to fall, took the G string, which was the thickest of all. Up and down they slid, from the pegs at the head of the fiddle down to the bridge. Poor Yam! Despite her care, she did fall. But that wasn't all. She fell right through one of the F shaped openings and landed in side the fiddle. She didn't mind it though. "Come down here," she Invited, and they all let them selves down through the same LAaK - A - HANTS! novo ONLY Much is rr 50mua CoSr to PAV CAR, MAC J Iff Home-Making Helps By" ELEANOR ROSS Swinging Brackets, to Save Space 0 NLY a limited number of ob - Jects can be placed on the floor, more's the pity. Be cause In the little country house or even the small city apartment we sometimes do need more fur niture than the floor will accom modate. Which may be one explanation of the growing vogue of wall brackets. What can't be set on the floor may be suspended from the wall. And as every room has two or three times as much wall as floor space, a number of need ful things can be placed where they are most needed without cluttering the floor. If there Isn't room for floor book cases to house all the books, hanging book shelves suspended from the moulding will take care of the surplus nicely. A two-piece book case that is very good look ing was made to fit that odd space between two windows. The stand- openinp. They found themselves in what looked to them like a large room with two windows at the top. The shadow-children were you must remember, only as high as a pin. "Let's make this our club-room" suggested Knarf. "What good is a club-room " J began Flor. ' when we have no club?" concluded MiJ. "We can form a glee-club," said Knarf. "Does a glee-club make you gleeful?" Yam wanted to know. "A glee-club' makes you sing," explained Hanid. "I suggest that we " began Flor. " that we sing something" added MiJ. "Let's sing a song of sixpence," said Hanid. , As they kaew the words of the song they.were all agreeable. They put their, headanelose together and were just about to commence when a great difficulty suddenly presented itself. MASSV.'.', SPIRITS.' fSlMME A WILL VE? MY 'SPECS IS KETCHETJ ONTO' . AM f IT'I 1 9,T, BUtl XT I'M GONNA tok it; vAIOOLD Vou IF VOU WERE HE? l I II XXW 1 I Al li I 1 tiaU ling case is four shelves high and I. M -1 . i inree Tee lone. uspenaea ' . 3ra ,. OUCH, n u.v u iwn--7 L.ig J L L 11 1 1 rows of books, and is only two feet wide. But the general des-n of book case and book shelve is alike and the two-pieces are eool looking, whereas, the seven-sh.f hook case re-tin on the floor would have be-a diproport!oi:aie. and unwieldly. If you need a lamp In ome cor ner where there isn't space enough for a floor lamp nor a table on which to rest a table lamp, try a swinging bracket. It may " be placed at any height dMred, and swung two or thre-? ft around any time, as needed. A small lamp of this sort in a foyer is very attractive. . whereas, any other type on floor or console ta ble would dominate the tonnJl space too much. Fernericp, flower vases, bird cay-- all tie charming decorative touches iu,y be swung on brackets with fire effect. "We can't sin? without a Vty note," said Hanid. "Where oan we get a keynote'" they asked. "I know." cried Kn trf at last. "I will get it from one of e strings." So he sprang back through n o opening and rati over to tlit C string. He gave it a pluck. "Do you hear it?" he cslld down to the other. "No," thev "replied. "We r;il. t hear it at all." Knarf plucked the striug hard er. Still they didn't hear it. At length, in desperation, he jumi -d on it with all his force. At this there was a teni't,e twang and Knarf went flying down the hall, o t through the kit chen window and into a hedge. As for the other shadows, they ie;e so alarmed that' they rushed off to bed in the twinkling of an t-ye.. And in the morning, little Frank found that his fiddle had a brok en string. By CLIFF STERRETT, HArJD By RUSS WESTOVER ERTAIML-y MOT.' I'D BUY A MBv CAie. INSTEAD By VERDI By JIMMY MURPHY!