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THE GOLD HILL NEWS THURSDAY, JANUARY i, 1031 THE QOLD HILL NEWS Established 1897 Published by M ac’s P rin tin g Co. C. J. SHORB Editor An Independent Newspaper Published in the Interests of Gold Hill Oregon and Vicinity PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY Entered at the Postoffice nt Gold Hill, Oregon, tor transmission through the mails as second-class matter Subscription $2.00 a year in advance. Advertising rates on application. WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Giles Chittenham sets out to make Julie Furow love him, intend ing to throw her over in revenge for the suicide of his brother Rod- ny, whom Julie cast off. He suc ceeds, but iinds that he has fallen desperately in love with her him self. Then he discovers that it was not this Julie Farrow, but her cous in of the same name who had dirven his brother to suicide, ltut Giles is married, to an American girl numed Sadie Barrow, with whom he has not lived for a long lime. Sadie un expectedly turns up in London, at a party in tiile's mother's house, both keep silent about their marriage. Julie, disillusioned, enters into the wild night life of London to try to drown her anguish. Lawrence Schofield wants to marry her. Lom bard, who had first introduced her to Chittenham, demands money from Giles with the threat that if he is not paid he will tell Schofield that Chitenham and Julie spent the night together on the St. Bernard Pass. Later Julie confesses to Chit tenham that she loves him. At a spiritualist seance at Giles* mother's house Sadie Barrow, his wife, suddenly goes blind. She calls to him and he responds, re vealing the fact that she was his wife. Julie who has sent Schofield away because of her love for Chit tenham. goes home in despair. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY She w„s pouring C.e water from spise him if he die less,undye,—be the kettle when a knock came nt hind everything a panic-stricken the front door—u heavy knock that cry was trying to make itself heard sounded both urgent and insistent. in tier heart: What about me? What about Dim, pcrtiaps! Julie put the kettle down and flew across the little hall. me? Then, ns if in answer to the un- Uim, dear Bint. Julie felt as if al ready half her troubles were lifted 1 spoken try, Chittenham was beside from her as she d n w back the her- so close to her that for a wild lateti—then she gave a little chok moment she thought he must be go- 1 ing to take her in his arms, and her ing cry. 1 heart utmost stood still, and then “You—I Yes y ou must lei me come in, I went racing on again so violently Julie. C hittenhain ¡.aid, and w ithout Bin! it seemed to lie choking her. shudder lo remember the way she had elung lo him, begging him not 10 leave her. After all, you're my husband, and I've got nobody else III the world. I know 1 haven't been us nice to you ns I might have been, hut don’t leave me, Giles. Oh, my God. whut will become of lile? The pathos of her wus heart breaking. Sadie, who had always been so independent, so free, to be clinging lo him like this, implor ing him not to leave her. She wus his wife, he was pledged to her by honor. And ye, now that Julie hud told him to go—he broke out pas sionately. How can you think of murrylng Schofield? Whut happiness would It he for you if you don't love him? I don't expect lo be happy. Julie laughed shakcnly. Anyway, it can not mutter to you any lunger. Please go away and leave me. Julie he laid pleadingly. She said nothing. She hardly seemed lo he listening, and he let his arms full from about her. I shall see you to-morrow. Slill no answer, and after a mo- ineut lie w ent out Into the lillle hull a word Julie stoud aside. She was And she looked lip desperately, eyes tlxed fixed upon her conscious instantly of something meeting Ids eyes thut killed both the mingled hope with such u look of love and long and anger that struggled for su ing in them thut it wus more than premacy in her heart She fell that she could hear. She put out tier if she weld to Ids arms she would hands appealingly. and opened the front door. A FORM OF SUICIDE Go nway, please go away, she be repulsed - that If she showed He was so sure she would rull lo him hitler scorn it would leave him w hispered. him, perhaps run after him. lie A certain friend of mine prosper-1 shall live another fifty years. Pus- Julie. He eought her hands in his. wus so sure thal in a moment she unmoved- thut nothing could touch cd mightily in his business and in- ¡lively the best tiling u man cun do Forgive me, Julie. Say you forgive would he in his arms, her lip« him. vestments. I used to see him often,' is nothing." I had lo conic—I'm sorry if you me, that you don't hule me. tlial you crushed iigaiiist his he counted the Two years passed. Idleness lost and it distressed me to observe that are angry with me—hut I hud to understand. seconds feverishly by hls hear,- his increase in wealth apparently its charm. Time, which had seemed What do I want you to do? Why beats. come—just to say good-bye— added nothing to his peace of mind. to pass slowly when he was tied to nothing. There's nothing we can To say goodbye—? But Julie did not move, and she Ie seemed to be always worried. a job, now hung around his neck Yes—he took a quick step towards do, we must go on. I always knew guve no sign. His health was not too good. With like a mill stone. With his days her and then stopped—«Sadie is it would be like this, even last Chittenhum looked buck. each added million he developed a free for writing he actually wrote night. There’s nothing we ran do. blind, he said. Julie I less than in the years when, with new complaint. Julie stared nt him. her eyes I shall marry Lawrence Schofield, He waited a moment, but the The other day I saw him again, all their dull routine, hed been en blank, her lips parted; then after a 1 suppose, if he will take me hack silence remained unbroken, and he for the first time in nearly a year. ervated and stimulated by his daily long moment: W'hat do you mean? again.— went out of the flat, shutting the His eyes shone. He was full of pep contact with the active world. Julie—don't lie cruel— she whispered. door behind him. “1 assure you no work at all is and plans—a wonderful transform Chittenham made a little impa I am not so cruel as you are. I II seemed to Julie Dial she stood ation. worse than overwork; the mind is never wanted you lo come Into iny for hours, leaning against the wall, tient gesture. “You know, I used to talk about preyed upon by itself—the most un Just that—what 1 have said, she life. It wus you who followed me; her body so tired thill it was too retiring." he said, “and I had just wholesome of food.” So he wrote is blind—apparently she has felt it With u smothered sob she turned to much effort even to move over to about made up my mind to do it to the same friend. "I have ceased coming and been dreading It for rush past him to the door. But the fire und n comfortable chair. when the stock market crashed. I to care for almost everything. Nev That is why she came Chitlenham was too quick for her. Her head ached miserably. With a They seemed to be the only words months then discovered that I couldn't af er did the waters of heaven pour from America without telling me— he reached the door before she did, supreme effort she dragged herself down on a forlorner head. What that would take form and find ut ford to retire. she went to see some German spec barring her way. across the room to the fire. It hud “Pve gone back to work, and it’s can I do but walk, and I overdo that terance in her brain.-— Let me go—let me go. ialist—I don't know yet what he burned down, and she replenished the greatest tonic I’ve ever had. 1 —I am a sanguinary murderer of For Chittenhain she had sent She heat at him with Impotent 11 with shaking hands. She felt ns doubt now if I’ll ever retire. When time. But the oracle is silent.” Lawrence Schofield away. For told her, she was too ill and fright Henry Thoreau, who saw many Chittenham she had deliberately ened to be very coherent. And then hands, the teurs raining down hei if already a life lime had passed you come to think of it,” he added, since Chittenham came to the fiat, “idleness is just a form of suicide.” things clearly, looked forward to a dashed Schofield’s happiness to the this fellow Chryer on lop of it all— face. Oh. let me go. let me go— Not like this, Julie; we can’t pari and yrt only ii moment ago lie had you heard what he said about some The phrase is striking, but the time when every man's life would ground. like this—oh, my dear, dear child— been there with her, so dose that thought which it expresses is not a be reasonably divided between hard I have changed my mind. I can’t one in the room never seeing again. She was In his arms, her face hid she hud but to put out her hand to Didn't he speak of blindness—dark new one. Many men have made a work and happy leisure. marry you. I don’t care for you ness—God knows w hat! The fel den on his shoulder, his lips against touch him, and now he had gone, “Why should the hen set all day” enough. She had told Lawrence similar discovery, and usually at the price of unhappiness. he asked. “She can lay but one egg that only this morning. And now low should he locked up. Sadie look her hair, while he whispered over buck to Sadie, hark to Ids wife. I will never willingly see him Charles Lamb, when released at besides she will not have picked up once more the brief dream was end it to herself, of course, anil the and over again how much he loved her. how only she filled his heart. sudden shock finished it; perhaps it again, Julie told herself passionate last from his drudgery of desk work materials for a new one. Those ed—or wasn't it? After all, noth at the India office, cried out that he who work much do not work hard.” ing was really altered. He had de would have happened anyway, the But what could he do? If only she ly. He has deceived me twice. I would not go back to his “prison Both idleness and unrelieved ceived her about Sadie, it was true, doctor thinks so. but even he can would tell him what he could do? will never forgive him us long ns I drudgery are forms of suicide, and but apart from that things were in not tell, he says she may temporar But Julie had no answer, and pres live. for ten thousand pounds.” She got tip almost violently ns “I am free! Free as air!” he had somewhere between them is the no wise changed. Chittenham still ily recover her sight—if she doesn’t ently her hitter sobbing ceased, and she lay quietly in Ills arms. It was He slopped abruptly, and Julie though driven by the sudden reac written ecstatically to a fried. “I happy medium which is real living. loved her and she loved him—and she who spoke first, after a long tion of thought. said in a quaking voice: if he still wanted his freedom and How awful. How perfectly aw silence. She would send ill once lo Scho Sadie was willing to give it to him ful. I’m sorry I cried, ¡1 was silly! field. She would not lose a mom DID YOU EVER STOP TO THINX STEAM HEATED HIGHWAY Giles— Giles— So It was. She fell shocked, stun And so useless. After all, it's no ent. AIDS SIERRA TRAVEL The memory of that agonized cry ned and yet it was quite impartial more than I expected—I always She went lo the phone and called came back to her, ending afresh the ly, every oilier emotion was cloud knew if I let myself care for any his number, hut il was only after n That if you wish to increase your With regular motor routes across peace which she was trying so hard ed over, stifled by those first words one it would he like this— She long lime lhal the hotel people business this season and the next season and the following season, the Sierra Nevada mountains in to regain. It had been the cry of a which Chittenhain had spoken to drew away from him. I think you could give her any news of him. you should eolist the aid of contin Northern California blocked by woman to a man she loved, or so her. had belter go before I make another He was out al the moment, they Julie told herself in bitterest jeal uous newspaper advertising. scene for you lo remember me by. said, hut he was certainly relum I had to come, just to say good heavy snowfall, the only “steam- ousy, and she remembered how of bye. She wii>ed her eyes and tried to ing that night, heated highway” for automobile What had he meant by that? smile. Mr. Schofield is leaving London If your business is good, you can travel in the United States is again ten Sadie had spoken of Giles—and in w’hat a queer, rather shy way— Goodbye! How could they ever say It’s all right—please go now— early to-morrow morning. always plan more advertising to providing $afe passage over the as if—even then it had seemed to goodbye after last night? He had She averted his eyes. Please go Leaving— make it better. snowy 7,000-foot summit between Julie almost a$ if there might have said then that they would never i now, and please never come back Julie fell ns if her lust anchor had been something between them. again. been lorn from her the waves of Only by using advertising space Sacramento and Reno, according to And now she knew. Sadie was his part again, Chittenham went on: Il was whal Chitlenham had misery and niter loneliness seemed I was sure you would understand in local papers can you be sure to word received from there. wife. The one woman of all the what a difference il makes, I was wanted her lo say, with all n man's to heat up afresh all round her. reap your full share of trade. This means that the Southern Pa many in the world who had a right sure you would try to help me, Ju dislike of scene* and suffering, he The voice nt the other < nil of the cific’s famous automobile baggage to him and to his love and his pro lie—dear. You see, she hasn’t any had hoped thal she would refuse lo phone asked politely If a message Newspaper advertising tells the car service has resumed operations tection she had claimed only that one but me, you see, there are listen to him and send him away, could be Inken. story of what you have to sell in for the winter season of 1930-31. afternoon in her hysterical fear. some things it’s impossible for a but now lhal she had done so, he No—oh, no, thank you. one day, where otherwise it would The maid came tapping at the man to do when a woman’s ill—and knew that It was no, what he want Otherwise known as the “snow Julie hung up the receiver and take months. ferry” over the high Sierra, this in door. frightened—I couldn’t leave her, ed, after all. He had wanted her lo turned nway. Lawrence was leav Aren’t you very wet, Miss? Can I how could I? You see—you would keep him against his belter judg ing London, leaving her! she w-« novation in railroading was first Newspaper advertising is a whole offered the motoring puglic of Cal dry your clothes for you? n't wish it, would you? Il would ment; he had elung to the belief seized with exaggerated panic. sale reminder to the public as to ifornia and Nevada two years ago. No no. I’m not wet, and I don’t be like—like trampling a woman that she would try to keep him from Whal was to heroine of her? Even what you have to sell and where to Its success was immediate, accord want anything, you need not wait. down to reach our happiness, a Sadie, for whom he had no feeling Bim was weary of her. there wns buy. She heard the girl move reluct blind woman, too, so defenseless—I hut the meres, pity—a pity that no place for her In the world. Bit, ing to the railroad’s officials, and was not, and never could he akin lo Lawrence had loved her. must sure the Iron trail is now called upon antly away and then a moment lat - I - Newspaper advertising is going annually tor assistance in getting er the shutting of the front door. He broke down hopelessly. What love. ly still loved her. She remembered to the public and telling them time motor cars over the mountain sum But it was a long time before Julie could he say. What exeuse or ex-1 With Julie sobbing in his arms ¡1 the despair in his eyes when she again where they should buy and mit in snow time. moved or stirred. The room was planation could he offer that would had seemed impossible ever to le, told him she would not marry him. her go—he loved her so much—no bow to save money. Special equipment in the form of quite dark save for the yellow light sound plausible or justified? If she could only sec him for a He tried to take her hand but woman had ever before stirred hls moment she wa, confident that ev steel baggage cars with end doors from the street lamp outsight, and Everybody knows that only is furnished by the railroad for the the fitful rain had settled into a she drew it sharply away. She fell hear! and hls imagination—no erything would he all right to see worthwhile merchandise or service transportation of autos on the steady downpour and was beating that she could bear anything, be woman ever would. If they never him, just to see him! She felt like brave over anything, if only he met again 1, would he the same al u ehllil left alone in the dark, can stand the light of newspaper steam-heated highway” so-called against the window. advertising. because both auto and owner ride Julie moved with difficulty. She would not touch her. He was right ways; she was hls, they were made straining every nerve to get to the in warmth and security while pass was cold and aching in every limb. in what he said. Of course he was for each other. He thought of hls one person who can take away Newspaper advertising lets ev ing thru the deep snow drifts of the She slipped off her wet clothes and right. Sadie was his wife, and his wife as she had been when he left dread and the desolate sense of lon- erybody know what you know, so more-than-a-mile high Sierra Ne put on a warm dressing gown, her place was lo stand by her. No man her an hour ago, frantic with fear, llness. could do less, she herself would de crying and sobbing; it made him (Continued Next Week) they can profit by buying from you. vada!. hands were shaking with cold. -^BRUC P1NREY DINKEY By Terry Gilkison
