Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1919-1980, April 21, 1931, Image 6

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Newspaper Page TextPAGE SIX 1'HK CAPITAL JUUKMAU, SAL. HIM, UKKUUN TUESDAY, APRIL 21, 1931 LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE An Old Time Friend By Harold Gray .v "I WANT TO LIVE!" The house was still uleep when Nora had come m Irom the garden and dressed. She made the atrong black collee her father liked, and two slices of toast. Balancing her father's tray carefully, she went to tlie door on the second floor and knocked. 'Come In!" her father's voice called. -So It's you. Where Is our slave?" "Mngdalenna dldnt come." Her father with a sweep of his hand cleared the table beside his bed, knocking Don Quixote on the floor. "What have you got there? I feel like a breast of chicken and Iced champagne," he said. But he sat contentedly munching toast and drinking tlie steaming coffee. Nora sat down and observed him lth delight His crest of hair, his vine-colored eyes, his long face with its lively expression. His skinny arms protruded from the sleeves of his pajama Jacket like brown twigs. "Hand me my cigarettes. I was talking to Thayer last night. You know he's here. He knows of a place lit the Tyrol . . . the truth Is, Nora. I cant stand this hole any longer." He rumpled his dark lialr with long nervous fingers. "1m tired of wandering. I'm tired of meeting people we never see again. Oh, Julian, let's go home! I want to live!" Nora cried flinging out the old cry of youth. "You can't live when you're always thinking of money, wondering how you can pay the next night's lodging, hoping you'll meet someone who'll lend you something." "Well, we'll go home then," he grinned. But Nora knew that he would promise her anything she teked and allow only a hurt surprise when she reminded him of it later. But now his silence was transparent as silence often is between two people who have lived long together; so that she could almost understand his keen apprutsal of her. He was looking at her rosy mouth in the fresh pallor of her face. At tlie eyes so full of light that her Irish mother had given her; at the terrible red blouse she vore and the slim legs In stockings that needed darning. But, Julian Lake thought, disregarding the discrepancies In her clothes, she was a lovely crea ture. He seemed pleased. He spoke from a train of thought that slie was not slow to follow. "Take some breakfast In to Nicholas Thayer, but see If you can't find some bread that Isn't moth eaten." "If you'll give me some money." He wavered toward his cluttered bureau where brashes and dirty Rlasses. a ialr of old shoes and a hall-finished sketch sat companion ably together. But Nora, having made a thorough search, showed him tlieir whole fortune, no more than five lire. "Not enough. Well have to pay Mnigduleima,'' she told him. "My poor bourgeois child, who ever heard of paying the good Mag dalmna? She conies Willi tills vil la." "Bi:t I'm sure Mrs. Ncvers ex pected jou to pay her." "I shall spak to Mrs. Nevcrs!" lie said seren?ly. "And you might su,k Nicholas for a few lire. Just as a loan. Remember our proverb, Couit where money Is.'" "Julian!" cried Nora, a fearful thought leaping Into her mind. "Why did you ask htm here? You never liked htm when he was at the penMoiie." "Nor did you." her father said. "If you mi-st live, as you put It, why not niarvy Thayer? He's deep enough,. He's bound to make you nnhaiHi.v. And that's what tile young call ltvbur. Isn't It?" She turned and faced him at the door. Iter lashes lipped up showing tlie angry brightness of her eyes. "That man!" the said with a Ceoin fhe thought stiierb. "He never looked your way, did lie?" he oked. his face crenslnn ACROSS 1. Grow o'4 4. Sleaaura t. C(NH It llnin 13. hiMikro 14. 'l UI: 16. I'ni:p 17. l.'mlure 15. Orb 1?. I.I14HOI 11. AllniT:f from fotfl fS. llrrolc torol 2. stilura SC. Hitihral tower 17. An'nml's fuot SO. Liinrinous; lrricli 12. rtrp'.irri hiiilvr:y I. tVii: cnk li. American laks 17. Mmi ,3S. Ilrrnatri ,40. Ion Ult fluid 41. 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Still smarting with anger at the taunt her lather Had flung at ner, she walked past Nicholas Thayer's room. The door was open. But ne was not there. She stopped, arrett ed, by something she saw on the table. It was a small painting propped up against the wall. The picture seemed to draw to It all the light and Interest of the room. An old peasant woman sat before her dark hearth, looking through her open door. Sunlight keen and bril liant streaked across the earthen floor, lay on her patient folded hands, her bent head In Its white coif, the blue of her cotton skirt Nora moved back and continued to look at the picture. The trem bling sunlight, the polished panes of the window, tlie woman's dark. lined face. The painter had laid bare the lite of the old woman, in the patient resignation of the face, the folded hands. It was so unlike the clashing colors In which her father painted, that It was as though Nicholas Thayer had used another medium. She hurried downstairs, set the tray with a crash on the table In the salon and saw that Nicholas Thayer was walking up and down the room. He was the very person that she wanted to avoid, but she was intensely curious about him. To the girl of twenty this man In his early thirties seemed fairly middle aged. He was a tall and shaggy fellow in gray tweeds that had taken on the easy lines of his body. The curt "Good morning" he gave her showed tiiat she w as only an Interruption. Observing him narrowlv she saw the structure of his face was vio lent, with Us Jutting nose and strong chin. The glance with which he swept her was penetrating and cold under a heavy line of brow. 'I wanted to tell you In going away today," his voice was harsh like his personality. Nora won dered what could have attracted her father to such a man. (To be Continued SILVERTON SENIORS WILL PRESENT PLAY Silverton The senior high school class play, ' It Won't Be Long Now," will be given hi tlie auditorium ol the Eugene Field building on Fri day evening. Tlie leads are taken by Frances Stewart and Max Lludholm. Tlie others In the cast are Tom Ballan tvne. Ruth Hubbs. Phyllis Wald ner, Bob Coffey, Olga Green. Steele Tenmle. Harriet Campbell, Don Lehman. John Able. George Down ing and Ray Paulson. Lou Ann Chase of the senior high school faculty. Is the director LaKorest MoDonald student dlrec tor, Del Davenport, business man ager: Mary Stalter. property man ager: Cathryn Bensen, art director and Evelyn Barr hi charged inaKe up. Prize Is Awarded To Turner Class Turner The Intermediate Loval Six-Eight Sunday school class of tlie Turner Christian church attended in a delegation Thursday evening, the Kellems revival meeting at the First Christian church In Salem. They were accompanied by their teacher, Mrs. E. J. 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