Gold Hill news., December 21, 1939, Image 7

The Gold Hill News, Gold Hill, Oregon
Thursday, Dec. 21, 1939
“So long, darling!" she sang and ----- Speaking of Sports-
jumped quickly into the car.
Practical Pina fora
"Take care of yourself," he said
huskily, “and don't drive too fast.
That W ill Stay Put
Good-by—good-by I"
Unheedful of the Laird's warning,
'P l I IS pinafore apron (1876) will
she drove with reckless speed over
* be u great fuvorite with every­
the winding road, shutting out from
body
in the sewing circle - it's the
O M A X IM A OSTINSO—V N U S IX V K l
her senses the painful beauty of
most
useful kind you can,have!
the morning, with its ussailing col­
It goes on In a Jiffy—not even a
hand that had lain inert on the arm ors and perfumes of wildflowers that
sash to tie! It covers both the
By ItOBEKT MeSIIANE
THE STORY THVS FAR
of the chair brushed across the carpeted hill and glen. Where the
tup and the skirt of your dress
sun
slanted
across
a
smooth
hillock,
stricken eyes, "my poor little Au­
thoroughly.
It won't slip off the
\
V
HEN
the
Big
Ten
football
con­
violets,
buttercups,
larkspur
and
U tvely. Independent Autumn Dean, returning home to BriUsh Columbia from
tumn—there seems no end."
ference closed its books this shoulders. It hus two capucious
abroad without her father a knowledge, stops at the home of Hector Cardigan,
blue-eyed
grass
would
be
shining
She
lifted
her
head
proudly.
“You
an old fam ily friend
He te ll, her that »he »hould not have come home that
ending the most jumbled sea­ patch pockets that you will find
are wrong,” she said. “There is under dew as though beneath a year,
thing« have changed Arriving home at the “C attle of the Norn«." «he 1« greeted
lovingly by her father. Jarvis Dean, who gtvea her to understand that ahe 1« wel­
great glass dome, and if she glanced son in recent history, the ledger mighty handy.
an
end—
even
to
this."
Her
breath
showed the loss of 12 out-of-confer­
Huttons and bright piping give
come—for a short visit. Her mother, form er belle named M llltcent Odell has
caught her, in spite of herself, like aside in a sweet, leafy dell, there ence
been dead for years. Autumn cannot understand her father’s attitude, though
games
as
balanced
against
11
it
a guy touch; it’s prettily smull
would
be
lily-of-the-valley
and
iris
give« him to understand that she Is home for good H er father gives a welcom­
a barb in the throat. “I must have
wins and three tie games.
ut the waist and llured ut the
ing dance at the castle. Autumn meet« Florlan P arr, dashing, well-educated
and
lady’s-slipper.
But
these
were
been
mad
tonight—but
I
didn't
young man of the countryside. Late tn the evening Autumn leaves the dance
••our of those 11 non-eonferenre skirt. Best of all, it’s so eusy to
not for her now, she thought bitter­
know.”
rides horseback to the neighboring ranch where «he meets Bruce Landor, friend
and champion of her childhood day». He take» her to »ee hla mother, an Invalid
ly, as she stared at the road that victories were made at the expense
She
threw
her
arms
fiercely
about
His father 1» dead, thought to have killed hlmaelf. As soon as his mother tees
him, all the pride and loyalty of her ran crazily before her, uncurling of Oberlin, Wabash, Aritona and
Autumn she commands Bruce to take her away, that death follows In the wake of
the Odells. Autumn Is both saddened and perplexed Bruce, apologetic, can offer
blood in the embrace. He patted like a toy serpent of painted paper. South Dakota. Which means that in
no reason for his mother's attitude. Autumn calls again on Hector Cardigan—this
her hand, and his lips moved with­
Where the trail branched south­ major non-eonferenre games the
tim e to find out the reason for Mrs Landor’« outburst From his conversation
Big Ten was especially disappoint­
out a sound.
ward to Kelowna, she swung her car ing.
she Inferred that Geoffrey Landor killed himself because he loved M iliicent Dean
her mother. Meanwhile, Bruce Landor rides to the spot where his father’s
Presently
they
got
up
together
and
to
the
left
and
followed
the
road
to
body was found years before. There he meets Autumn
Autumn and he talk of
walked in silence out of the room, Kamloops. The morning was young
Ohio State holds the Western con­
their families. They agree that her mother and his father loved each other
deeply—and that their love Is the cause of present antagonism. Florlan P a rr at
Autumn’s arm about her father, his and there would be plenty of time to ference championship, for which the
the castle for dinner, proposes to Autumn. She refuses him. The next day
hand leaning heavily on her shout run in upon Hector Cardigan before school is largely indebted to Michi­
Autumn meets Bruce In a herder’« cabin. There they declare their love for each
der.
going on to the Parrs’.
other, and determine to stand together against evervone who m ight come
gan and Northwestern. Iowa, had
between them. Autumn tells her father that she Is going to m arry Bruce She Is
Old Hector was at work among it defeated instead of tying North­
aghast to see his reaction, and Is agonized to hear him whisper that Geoffrey
CHAPTER VI
Landor did not take his own life. He tells her the story. M llltcent. his wife,
his flowers in front of the house as western, would have shared the
and Geoffrey Landor had fallen In love with each other.
she drove up. She blew her horn championship with Ohio State. Mich­
Throughout the interminable night and he lifted his head and looked at igan alone wus able to defeat Iowa.
Autumn
knelt at her window in the her.
During a generally unhappy sea­
CHAPTER V—Continued
cent—that it had to be either him or
watching the stars wheel
"Well, welll" he greeted her as son, Iowa was the only one of the
me. It took me a minute or so to darkness,
across the sensuous velvet of a sky she came through the gate. “ You’re 13 major midwestern teams—in­
Autumn heard Jarvis’ hands mov­ understand what he meant. He was lately cleared of rain, until at last abroad early."
cluding the Big Ten. Michigan State,
actually
challenging
me
to
a
duel.
ing slowly up and down the arms
the blood red sail of a waning moon
Marquette and Notre Dame—which
"I’m
running
away,
Hector,"
she
He looked magnificent as a god as stood in the west, and she knew it
of the chair.
replied with a laugh.
he
stood
there
instructing
me
with
was only a brief hour or so before
‘‘I must have gone a little mad
He cast an anxious glance at her.
then,” he went on after a pause. cool arrogance what I must do. dawn. Cramped with chill, she crept There
no way of telling what
Even
then
I
did
not
believe
that
he
back into bed. In the fitful sleep notions was
“There was no use in my trying
these youngsters might take.
to hold her. I knew that. She was meant to go through with it. To that came to her, she dreamt that Besides, the girl was an Odell.
gone already, you see. But I couldn’t me it seemed an insane thing, even Bruce Landor was dead, and that
“From whom—this time?” he en­
let her go. I hoped that I might do in those days. Then he called me somehow she had caused his death.
something to win her back, perhaps. something—it was an epithet that She awoke to a thin, gray daylight, quired, half banteringly.
From myself, of course," she
The weeks went by, but I soon knew not only involved my own honor to And that her face was wet with
stated. “Who else?”
it was hopeless. She was kindness but Milhcent’s as well—and I struck
Old Hector shook his head. "You’ll
itself to me, but she would forget him. I struck him with all my
not find that easy, my dear," he ob­
sometimes and go about the house might. I wanted to kill him. He
served. “ But come along into the
like one in a dream. She would sit lifted his hand quickly—the one with
house."
with me throughout a whole evening the revolver in it—probably to guard
She ran before him up the steps,
and never speak a word. I became against the blow—perhaps to kill
through the open doorway, and into
bold one day and went over to see me. I do not know what was in his
the drawing room where all the
Jane Landor when Geoffrey was in mind. I saw him fall face down­
shades were drawn to exclude- the
town. I asked her if she knew what wards—and I heard his gun explode
morning sun.
was going on between Miliicent and at the same instant—a sort of muf­
"Let’s have light, Hectorl" she
her husband. She denied that it was fled sound. I watched him then,
cried and hurried from one window
so, but I knew she was fully aware and waited for him to get up. But
he
didn’t
rise.
I
kneeled
and
turned
to another to lift the shades. “One
of it. She was too proud to admit
him over. Geoffrey Landor was
would swear you were trying to hide
i t I was a little unreasonable, 1 dead.”
something in this old house of yours.
guess. I told her what I thought of
Autumn’s burning eyes were bur­
It’s positively spooky!”
a woman who could not keep her
EDDIE ANDERSON
husband to herself. She told me to ied against his knees, but no tears
He watched her, a helpless ex­
go home and look after my wife. came. The image behind her lids
pression in his eyes, then smiled did not lose two games or more.
That was the last time I spoke to seemed to have seared away all
faintly as she tossed her gloves and
emotion.
Jane Landor, except for politeness
hat upon a chair and helped herself ings, together with points for and
“What I did immediately after
when we met in public.”
to a cigarette from a box on the ta­ against:
ble.
w
L
T
PF P A
His voice had become very low that I do not know,” Jarvis contin­
ued. “My memory there is a blank.
1 0 156 41 make that you can turn it out in
“There’s little a man of my age Ohio State ....
now, but strangely controlled.
1 1 N*’ B5 a few hours. Send for the pat­
has to hide from the world," he Iowa ............
“Spring came, and I knew Milii­ I think I dragged his body to the
Purdue ........
1 2 30 30 tern today, and make half a dozen
said slowly.
cent and Geoffrey were having ren­ water to revive him if possible.
Michigan
....
When
I
saw
he
was
past
all
help,
I
2
0 117 57 aprons like this, so that you’ll al­
“But
you
keep
that
little
very
well
dezvous, but there was not a breath
Northwestern
left
him
in
the
shallow
water,
face
...
3
2
1 47 37 ways have one ready to put on,
hidden,
don’t
you?”
she
countered,
of scandal. I said nothing at first.
downstream at the sound of the
3 0 75 48 fresh and clean. It’s nice for gifts
lighting her cigarette and tossing Illinois ......
I said nothing until 1 could stand it shot.
Minnesota ... ... 2 3 1 92 76 and club or church sales, too.
looked around me and won­
the match into the fireplace.
no longer. Then I—I gave orders. dered I what
Indiana .......
I
should
do.
And
in
3 0 56 69 Make it of gingham, percale,
There
was
something
in
the
girl’s
I made Miliicent a prisoner in her the stillness came only the chirp­
Wisconsin
...
0
5
1 33 83 chintz or linen, in cheerful prints
mood
that
made
him
apprehensive.
own house. I forbade her going ing of the partridge chicks. I turned
Chicago .......
3
0
0 192 or plain colors.
He
moved
uneasily
to
his
accus­
anywhere beyond the grounds unless and ran out of the gully. When I
No. 1876 is designed for sizes
Tie
games
do
not
tomed position with his back to the
count in the
I went with her. Perhaps I was reached the open, on the top of the
His voice was emotionless now
32, 34, 36, 38, 40, 42. and 44. Size
open fireplace and clasped his hands standings.
foolish in that. At any rate, I kept hill
as the stark tale came to an end.
where the trail turns east­
2% yards of 35-inch
behind him as he looked down at
them apart. Miliicent didn't pro­ ward there
The jumbled conference race is 34 requires 2 yards
to
the
sheep
camp,
I
sat
down
bias binding to
test. If this had been one of her and thought of what I must do. I tears. In the reality of her dream, her.
symbolized by this strange outcome: material;
"One never knows how well a Illinois and Minnesota were the two trim.
silly flirtations, you see, she would became very calm. I soon knew she turned over on her pillow and
Send your order to The Sewing
have died rather than give in to me. there was but one thing I could do. gave herself up to despondent weep­ thing is hidden, my dear, until some­ teams which whipped the Wolver­
one attempts to seek it out,” he re­ ines and kept Michigan from an Circle Pattern Dept., 149 New
But it wasn’t. This was real to her If I had gone to the authorities and ing.
Later at their early breakfast ta­ plied evasively.
unbeaten year. Ohio State then pro­ Montgomery Ave., San Francisco,
—and she didn’t utter a word of told my story—just as it all had
Autumn looked about at the tap- ceeded to defeat both Illinois and Calif. Patterns IS cents (in coins)
protest. She obeyed me to the let­ come about—I would probably not ble, which Hannah had made lovely
walls, then flicked the J the Gophers, but lost in the clos­ each.
ter. Presently I heard that Geof­ have been believed. I wouldn’t have with a centerpiece of daisies and estry-hung
ash
from
her
cigarette.
cowslips
on
a
yellow
linen
cloth,
Au­
ing game to Michigan. Northwest­
frey was drinking heavily and neg­ minded that, although life meant
Nor how poorly it is hidden— ern’s tie with Iowa allowed the
lecting his work. The gossip of that much more to me then than it does tumn met her father with a mood as
I nforgivablc Ilypocriny
was on every tongue. When he was now. What I did not want was that fresh and bright as Hannah’s flow­ until someone blunders upon it,” she Buckeyes to claim the Big Ten title.
The only vice that cannot be
found—shot to death by his own gun the whole story involving Miliicent ers. She had dressed in a skirt and added.
He smiled and rocked back and Season of Upsets
forgiven is hypocrisy. The repent-
—it was easy enough to suppose that should be brought to light. So far jacket of bright blue wool, with a forward
on the balls of his feet. He
unce of a hypocrite is itself hypoc­
gay
ruffled
blouse
of
sheer
batiste,
a
it was either suicide—or accident.” as anyone knew, Miliicent and I
Altogether,
It
was
a
season
of
up­
wondered what the girl was getting
Autumn gathered her hands to­ were as happy together as we had costume which had once before at. “Quite so,” he agreed, “quite sets and surprises. One of the out­ risy.— Hazlitt.
drawn from Jarvis one of his rare
standing developments was the phe­
gether tightly about her knees.
always been. For her sake as much
so.”
nomenal rise of Iowa under Coach
“I had gone up north to look at as for my own, I think, I resolved expressions of pleasure.
Autumn
got
suddenly
to
her
feet
“I’m all ready to leave for Ke­ and tossed her cigarette away. Eddie Anderson, who is serving his
some wolf traps 1 had set the day to say nothing about it to anyone. I
before. I had told no one I was go­ came back home. Late that night, lowna, Da,” she said. “I do wish “What a romantic old fraud you first year with Iowa. In each of
their seven major games the Hawk-
Hers Is Amarlng Relief o f
ing there, for I wished to be alone I saddled my horse and left word you were going along. It would do are!” she said abruptly.
Conditions Dus to Sluggish Bowels
eyes had to be figured as the short
in the woods and think over my that I was riding down to Absolom’s you heaps of good.”
"Me? I have never thought of enders.
I f you th in k nil laxativea
They were the underdogs
He looked at her with surprise. myself—”
problem. It was early summer and camp. Something drew me back to
net alik e. Juat tr y thia
because
of
manpower
shortage.
e ll v e g e ta b le la a a tlv e .
I went on foot. I carried a fowling- the spot where I had last seen Geof­ “I didn’t think you were going till
“Hector,” she interrupted him,
m ild . thorou «ii. r W m h in c . Invigorating. D e -
Another surprise was the collapse p m d a M e re lie f from « irk header!»«. bilious sprlla.
piece with me in the hope that I frey alive. I think I expected to this afternoon,” he said.
“why didn’t you tell me everything
tire
d
when associated w ith < <>nstipstlo«.
might raise a partridge along the find him alive still. I don’t know. I
“I’ve changed my mind,” she re­ you knew when I came here to talk of Michigan’s "wonder team.” Both W ith feeling
Dielr <Pt * 2Sc lw” °< Nk from
Illinois and Minnesota took charge n i i n o o i u n t RISK
druggist. M a k e the t e n - t h e n
way. Miliicent was very fond of the rode as far as the entrance to the plied.
with you last week?”
re tu rn U
box to us. W e w ill
breast of partridge. It was still ear­ gully and halted to listen for some
Hannah brought in the steaming
He regarded her suspiciously of affairs and whipped the Wolver­ U r e fu not n d d elighted,
th e p u r r h a s e
ly afternoon when I went out—along sound that might reassure me. As cereal. As the old woman busied “Did I withhold something?” he ines without a great deal of trouble. p r i c e . T h a t ' s f a i r .
the way we go to Absolom’s camp— I stood and listened, I heard nothing herself about the table, Autumn asked her.
Northwestern failed to live up to <X N R T a M e ta today
but down the gully you wanted to but the mad chirping of the par­ stole a glance at her father. It was
She eyed him narrowly. “I am its pre-season rating. Coach Lynn
follow that morning after you came tridge chicks. I have never gone apparent that he had had a sleep­ asking you why,” she replied.
Waldorf wasn't too enthusiastic
Alma Mater of Fools
home. At the farther end of the back there since. The next day, one less night. Haggard lines under­
Hector’s look was a challenge. “I about the great amount of publicity
Experience keeps a dear school,
birches I flushed a couple of par­ of his own men found Geoffrey’s scored his eyes, and his stern mouth prefer to be my own judge, my given his potential All-America can­
tridges and brought them down. I body where I had left it. I went to was set in a straight line of pain. dear, as to what I shall tell con­ didates, remarking that "We’re not but fools will learn in no other.
went on and inspected the traps I Miliicent that night and told her But his manner betrayed nothing of cerning other people—or concerning as good on grass as we are on news­
had set. I found them empty and that I was sorry. She had been what he had suffered during the myself, for that matter,” he said.
print.”
returned the same way I had come. weeping. I told her exactly what night.
Other events which upset early
Autumn
stepped
close
to
him
and
As I entered the birches, I came had happened. She did not look at
He glanced up with a heavy frown laughed a little shrilly, he thought, fall predictions were the consistent
me.
She
said,
‘Your
secret
is
safe
at Hannah.
upon a brood of partridge chicks
a little bitterly. “ Don’t you get hoi­ disappointments of Wisconsin and
that kept running before me and with me, Jarvis.’ Before the end
“ Did you remember to salt the ty-toity with little Autumn, now,
Purdue, the relatively poor show­
hiding under leaves and keeping the of the summer she died of a fever.” oatmeal this morning?” he asked she chided mockingly. “ You can ing made by Minnesota for the
His voice was emotionless now as with elaborate severity.
woods alive with their ceaseless
L iquid - tablets
keep your old secrets. I know all first time in six years, and the Uni­
chirping. I realized then that they the stark tale came to an end. He
Hannah glanced at him disdain­ that’s worth knowing about them, versity of Chicago’s dismal record
S A LV E -N O S E DROPS f z d !>
were the brood that belonged to the leaned forward slightly and clasped fully. “Salt causes hardening of anyhow.”
against conference competition.
brace of birds I had bagged only an his hands.
the
arteries,”
she
retorted.
Damn the girl’s taunting mood,
hour before. I was sorry for them,
"Now you know why I did not “There’s plenty in yon porridge for Hector
Time to Plow
thought to himself. She was Spotlight Turns
I remember, even then.”
want you to come back here,” he you, sir."
Plow deep while sluggards
her
mother
all
over
again.
How
The
“upset”
games
in
which
heav­
He paused for a long time, and a said simply. “ I did not want you
Autumn laughed, and Jarvis pre­ often he had seen Miliicent turn sud­ ily favored teams lost, included: Il­ sleep.
sigh of unutterable weariness to come back—to this.”
tended to heave a deep, patient sigh. denly flippant when she wanted to linois 16, Michigan 7; Iowa 7, Notre
seemed to pass all through his body.
“ You have nothing to fear, Da,” The meal progressed with small talk conceal her true feelings, whether Dame, 6; Iowa 13, Minnesota 0;
Autumn turned slightly and clung Autumn murmured.
of things about the ranch, of the of disappointment over a trivial Iowa 4, Purdue 0; Michigan 21, Ohio
to his knees.
“Nothing to fear? God in heaven! children of Tom Willmar, the fore­ thing or of grief so deep that it State 14; Purdue 3, Northwestern 0.
"It was there that Geoffrey Lan­ Geoffrey Landor destroyed my life. man, of the likelihood of a good
Failure of the Big Ten teams to
dor rode down upon me,” Jarvis It was not enough for him that he fruit and hay crop. If Autumn had broke her impetuous, wild heart.
“The gesture seems oddly famil­ maintain their usual pace turned
said at last. “He had evidently been robbed me of my wife’s love. He never before been grateful for the iar,”
H elp T h em C leanse th e Blood
he observed.
the spotlight in other directions. Cor­
drinking. I don’t know what it was laid upon me the responsibility of presence of old Hannah, she gave
of H arm ful Body W uh I c
Autumn’s anger flared suddenly. nell did much to re-establish the
that brought him down there just his own death. I have never recov­ silent thanks now to that homely,
Your kldncva ar« conatnnfly filtering
East’s
claim
to
gridiron
greatness.
“It
will
become
even
more
famil­
Waste
m atter from the blood stream. But
then. He couldn't have known that ered from that, Autumn. I have faithful body who sat at table with
kidney« sometimes lag in their work— do
great record, though
I was there. No one knew. He borne it all these years in secret. them, unconsciously helping to tide iar, then,” she retorted. “I have Tennessee’s
not a rt aa N ature Intended -fail to re­
against mediocre talent,
move impurities th a t, if retained, may
seemed surprised at first, and looked And now you tell me you want to them over a painfully difficult hour. discovered who I am. From now made
poison the system and up act the whole
on, I’m through with trying to be brought cheers from the nation’s
at me as if he did not know me. marry the son of the man. It will
body machinery.
The meal finished, Autumn pre­ what I was never meant to be! It football addicts. Another great team
Symptoms may be nagging backache,
Then he got down from his horse kill me.”
pared at once to leave for Kelowna. can’t be done. I’m going to be my­ was Texas A. & M. Authorities
persistent headache, attack« of disciness,
and came to where I was standing.
gottlng up nighta, «welling, puffins«
As though she were suddenly in­ She did not again urge Jarvis to ac­ self, Hector Cardigan!” The old were loud in their praise of South­
under the ayes— a feeling of nervour
He confronted me with an insolence vested with a strength not her own, company her, but before she got
an H efy and loaa of pep and atrength.
ern California, unquestionably one
that put me beside myself. I shall Autumn got to her feet and smiled into her car she threw her arms man’s face had gone strangely pale. of the greatest of grid machines.
Other aigna of kidney or bladder dia-
order are sometimes burning, scanty 01
hear that taunting laugh of his to down at Jarvis as she extended her about his neck and clung to him for “ Don’t look startled, Hector. Your
too
frequent urination.
secrets are perfectly safe with me— Though Big Ten teams lost in the
Thera should be no doubt that prompt
my dying day—and into eternity. I hands.
a long moment without a word.
just
as
Jarvis
Dean’s
secrets.
If
war
against
outsiders,
interest
in
treatm ent Is wiser than neglect. Dae
tried to quiet him, knowing that he
“Come, Da,” she said softly, "it
Doan'a Pitta. Doan'a hnve been winning
“No doldrums now, Daddy,” she men choose to fall in love and kill conference struggles was greater
new friends for more than forty yeara.
had been drinking, but it only an­ must be as though it has never hap­ whispered.
each
other
over
a
woman,
it’s
no
than
ever.
Nothing
could
be
taken
Th ey have s nation-wide reputation.
gered him the more. When I turned pened. We shall never speak of it
Are recommended by grateful people the
He smiled at her, a grim, twisted affair of mine. Let the tradition go for granted. The race was close
country over. A ik your neighbor/
to go away from him, he stepped again.”
smile, and she slapped him mannish­ on. It’s the Basque bell, Hector, and enough to thrill every downtown
suddenly in front of me and whipped
He looked up at her and smiled ly on the shoulder and then was
that you or I can ever do quarterback, and the final result
out his revolver. He told me he in whimsical sadness. “My poor obliged to turn away as she saw nothing
was in doubt until the last whistle
will ever stop it ringing!”
could not go on living without Milii­ little Autumn,” he said, and the the tears start to his bleak eyes.
had blown.
(TO nF. CONTINUED)
t<y J h ewe.
By
MARTHA
OSTENSO
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In W ar Against
O u ts id e Foes
CONSTIPATED?
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