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About The Forest Grove express. (Forest Grove, Or.) 1916-1918 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 16, 1917)
"Then—listen. Peter I” her voice was low, hut dear and very sweet. "It doesn’t make un ounce of difference to me ubout— those others so long ns It’s only me you love uow and ulwuys will 1” With this Lydia ran up the steps, leaving Peter dazed with the memory of her fuee at parting. And Indeetl the wits of the young man were reeling, »Irunken with Iho fragrance o f Ids beloved. It was some moments before he began to recover. Interim, he stood bareheaded In the drizzle, blinking fatuously nt nn elec tric arc on the corner of Park ave nue. Then suddenly h«> remembered what misgivings had sent him head- long from the Margrave to overhaul this tuxl «>f ten thousand Elyslau de lights. But when lie did remember It was t«K> late. Ills dearest had ulrendy been engulfed by the front doors of thnt lll-omeneil house. !ll-oniene«l, ut all events, he must consider It In the light of whrt Quoin had hinted. And yet. surveying the residence, one began to doubt— An emint'iitly respectable quarter, Seventy-sixth street, between Madi son and Park avenues, a block ns se- date ns any la town, deillcated to the homes of sol!»!, decent, luw-abldiug I kh IU' s who, to he sura. w»»ul»ln’t suf fer association with any establishment o f the least questionable character. Since the rah had stopped not n sound hud »llsturhed the »iulet save the CLOT n IMG “ Yes," the dlaemullteil young mat replied Intelligently. "That la to any— I—ah— " “ Perhaps you’ve mistaken the house?” "N o I mean to say Miss Craven— I brought her here— was to wait to "e»» her home, you know waited s»> lo n g - begun to wonder—" “ I see,” said the woman quietly, a flicker of amusement In I In» eyes that Peter rather liked. “ If you «hm't mind waiting another minute, I'll ask her.” Singularly enough, I’eter thought, she didn't ask him to step In out of the weather, (<n the «»(her haml, she wna considerate not to keep him waiting long; though the message alio finally brought him proved dlstuateful enough. “ Miss Craven iiskeil mu to give you this. Mr. T ra it." “ ThiinUa," said Peter, graciously nc- ccptlng the proffered envelope. It wasn't s« ul»il. Cnceremonloualy he lifted the Hup nnd withdrew the In closure, n squnre, white, heavy corro- spoudence card with the nddrcaa stump»><l In black letters. Below n stub pen hud been used with disastrous e f fect : “ Dear Mr. Trnft Plena« don’t wait f«>r me. I can’t tell bow long 1 may be detulned. Sincerely, “ L Y D IA C RAV EN ." Denr Mr. Trnft. nonplussed, accepted dismissal with what grace lie could muster. “ Oh uh- thunks,” ho said blankly. " A w f’ly good o f you—" “ Good evening, Mr. Truft.” “ G» mh I evening." The door closed. Peter grunted »lie- gust and went «low ly down the step«. (TO UI3 CONTINUED.) wddys mm ,« y m E E “ QUEER TE A PA R T Y . 'Quark, quark," salii Mrs. Duck. ('lin k , duck," «ahi Mrs. lieti. "4 lo b b ie , g oh h le, gobbio," salii Miss A U T H O R o/"THE: LOISC Turkey. “ Gruiit. pruni," WOLF,” "THC DRA5 5 salii Mrs. Plg, ns BOW L, "ETC sin» Welcome»! all COPY WiC NT BY LOUIS JOS [PH VAN C£ ber Gut'sls lo tini Plg Peli, for sii« . »4 ì “ I know. It’s Just us good a line us CHAPTER XIV.—Continued. wns t<> givo a Teu \ It ever «a s, and you read It to perfec — 18— A n »1 Party. “ You darling!” be declared with tion. But It loses force with repetition, strnngi'ly enniigh emotion. “ Walt—till I got my— breath. my dear. Don’t forget that this Is an ttie Plg I Y ii look- Man's got—no business courting—when other scene— several chapters farther •‘»I »tutte cleun for on- and no other fellow has turned up ho ain't In training.” it chnug<*. Sonni Lydia laughed aloud. Impossible to j to make It difficult for you t«> decide. 1 of Ilio tutto Pigi» resent the extravagances of this Irre know, ’cause I've been watching.” litui gilllii'ri'il some pressible boy! “ I ’m in no hurry.” she | “ Please be— kind— If you cuu't be Slruw timi Gniss “ You’ re Wrong,” ami nini!« u d»v countered, a hint of malice tnaklug serious.” “ But I tun serious." Grunted Mre. Plg. ■ inlitfui Boom—aa piquant her demureness. “ Ah, but y»>u promise»! me you never "I got you !” said I’eter, breathing the Animals cnlli-d lt— w tieni they were nml never would be l” She tried heavily. coubl have their aft eriKHilt I . m to laugh; hut not very successfully. "I'v e gut some delirious Plg Weed," Suddenly I.ydla realized that I’eter “ That Just goes to show how little 1 said Mrs. lig . was the cheerfullest soul she had ever knew myself. The diagram is. o f course, "Anil wiiMt, pray tell. Is Plg Weed.” known. She'd be sorry to lose him, I never wanted to be serious before 1 iiskcil Mrs. lien. with his high spirits and houest, out- : fell In love with you. Don't you under "**h. 1 know,” gobbled Miss Turkey. spoken friendliness. stand that, really? I love you. Lydia I” "And do you really know,” auld Mrs. Hut she was bound to lose him: and The girl sighed nnd looked away, lig . “ llow very wise o f you. Wlint not him alone, but all her new-found ! troubled, a strange, sweet fluttering In 1« l i g Weed?” friends. This night had demonstrated her bosom. And Peter was searching "Don’t you kuow yourself?" aske<| Indisputably In her understanding that her shadowed face with eyes she dart'd Miss Turkey. Craven’s mode of life could never be not meet lest they surprise her agita ’’Of course, I do.” an Id Mr«, lig . hers. They lived and thought on dif tion nnd wrest a victory from It. Her T in Just seeing If you do." ferent planes. Downing street's secret lips grew tremulous, her eyes dim. "W ell,” aald Mlaa Turkey, na nil the agent must of necessity have h is ; " I love you,” he repeated gently. secrets and guard them Jealously; but “Oh. believe me. heart of my heart 1” That Quality Which Enables Man to Anlmala stopped quite still, and watch ed her. walling for her unawer, " l i g love aud loyalty could not endure in an His hand closed firmly over her own. Sell 20 Cent«’ Worth of Paper Gold Weisl la u Weed— " atmosphere o f petty deception, useless, Mine« for $20,000. “ But.” she protested In a voice “ We could all have aald that luu»'ti,” persistent fibbing, feigned emotion in scarcely more than a whisper, he had trinsic selfishness. Personality Is that <|im!lty of human Interrupt.-.1 Mrs. Duck. to bend very near to hear, “ but " P l e a s e wait until I finish Speaking," She meant to leave him without de Peter— “ nature which enablca u man to s«'ll 20 lay. Come morning, aud she would cents’ w»>rth of paper gold mines to an -Miss Turkey said crossly. “ Dearest ?** "W nlt until she flnlshea Speaking,” strike out for herself. And that In other man for $20,000 ami then have “ It’s the first time you—you ever volved forfeiture not only of her fa tohl me that.” his customer grieve for f»'ar he has re said all the other Animals, und Mrs. ther, but of his friends thnt now were ceived too much for Ids money. Per Dm k wobbled around a little bit, set- “ God forgive m e!” cried the young hers. It would be impossible to keep man devoutly. “ I never thought. I sonality Is thi> greatest faetor In tho tle<| herself once more In u comfortable on terms of equality nnd companion thought you knew nil the tim e!” business world tixlny. und If nn em- place, und k«*pt quiet. “ It Is cnlleil Plg Wee»J." said Miss ship with those nmlable creatures of ployee bus proportionately $1.25 worth CH APTER XV. exalted irresponsibility, and spend her o f It to the boss’ $1 worth, that em Turkey, "been u se It’a Hoots ure pink days— behind a counter! She felt very ployee will own the business with- and very much the color of n lig . ” JtALTOlJ “ P eter!” The cry was smothered. forlorn, lonely, young and inexperi risV- In ten years. For -this reason the Ami she said this In suet, n loud Voice “ Silly b o y ! Can’t you see the cab enced. boss should analyze the uppllcnut thut n gr**ut many of the other Aul- Is turning? Do let me g o !” She turned at length from unseeing for tract's of personality rather mnls armtnd came near to hear what “ Only Into a side street. 1 say. contemplation »if Central park's dlsmul ■ than submit him to the hand was going on. where are we bound anyway?” ” Yi>u’re w ron g!" grunted Mrs. lig . writing test which Is nn obsolete perspectives, to look curiously nt I ’eter, “ It »lnesn’t matter— only to deliver "Miss Craven A*ked Me to Give You who forthwith grinned gracelessly. Ami all the Animals grunte«], quack- accomplishment In these days of type Thla, Mr. Traft." a note and get an answer." e<l. gobble«! und clucked. “ What do you want— madman?” writing uiuchlnes. “ Who to—and from? Grammar’s “Just to talk to you," he replied There can he no crowd o f people “ You’re wrong I" semloccaslonal rumbling o f surface nothing to me, anyway.” frankly. “ You keep to yourself so without nn epidemic o f personality "None o f the r»'st o f you know,” said cars on the one bund or snoring of “ I sha’n’t tell you If you don’t stop. much—I get lonesome nnd desperate. breaking out, and when It mnnlfesta Miss Turkey promlly. “ I don’t ace motors »in the other. Well, a friend— nobody you know. If Think what it must mean not to see And number 1)8 Itself was n resi Itself In more than one section there la why you should ull chime In and suy you in over twelve hours to a man of you don’t let me go. I’ll— " dence o f a type and caste to allay dis a conflict. All persons do not possess thut I ’m wrong." "What will you do?” my mercurial temperament! Honest, "I didn’t mean to have n Quarrel to trust at a glance— an elderly, well- personality. I f they <ll<] It woubl re “ If you’ll let me go. I'll tell you I was feeling awful low when you to-do sort, with brownstone front, well main In hbllng nml have no Incentive day," sold Mrs. Plg. "So before I go showed up Just now. In another hour something." farther I had better tell you that l i g groomed; nothing In this ensemble the to reveal Itself. Curiosity triumphed. Lydia extri I d 've been taking things seriously— Personality In a soldier Is that which Y\ «•«•<) la »-ailed l i g W ee»! because P ig s least ominous or threatening. cated herself. the same as you.” Inclining to question old Quoin’s [ Inspires Ills fellows to rush with him eat It and like It. Henson enough, eh?” “ What is It?” “ What makes you say that?” Ami ull th»' Anlmala said, "Yea, rea- ever-randy Inference, Peter climbed headlong Into the Jaws of »h-nth on tho “There— I ’m all mussed and rumpled. ‘'Because you show it.” bnck Into the cnb. nnd for five min- battlefield; It Is the quality which son enough!” “ Ho I, really?” she pleaded anx You’re frightfully Inconsiderate.” Even Miss Turkey gobble»! approv ut«‘s hugged himself In private ecstasy. makes men nl»l Its possessor to over “ May’s well get used to It. You’ve iously. Everything was for all the best In throw em pires; it Is the quintessence ingly now, nnd said, “ Henson enough!" rumply, mussy lifetim e be- “ Not so's anybody'd notice it but me. 1 F ’1 3 lt>ntf “ Hut I don’t like Plg Weed," cluck»*»! the best of all possible worlds. He of the mystery o f life Itself which, You'll have to learn that you can hide fore J0U’ Whut were you going to needed only to crowd things u bit, rush when plu»'<-»l In men o f noble minds. Is Mrs. Ili'ii. say?” nothing from me. Consider what a “ Ni'lther do I." quacked Mrs. Duck. the wedding through before Lydia moving this old world onward to tho "Promise not to be silly again. If 1 swell time you'll have when we’re mar " I hen w hy did you all g»'t so ex* realized that people were onto Craven, millennium.—-Indiana(mils Star. tell you?” ried.” •’Bed nbout It?" demanded Miss Tur keep her If possible Ignorant forever " I say, that ain’t sporting o f you. key. “ No— don’t Joke, please. I— I am not No Use Wasting Time. of old Tad’s disgrace— That could he You promised— ” very happy tonight.’ They were dining off fowl In n res The Animals shook their heads, nnd fixed, no doubt. Fortunately Betty “ Very well. No— wnlt. Is my hat “ You aren’t?” I’ eter sat up at atten wasn't vindictive. Quoin’s commission taurant. ‘‘ Y'oti see,” he explained, ns snl»l, “ We don’t know why we got ex* straight? W e’re turning again— stop- from her laid been merely to scare h»' showed her the wishbone, “ you take clt«'»!. Hut now we’re hungry.” tion, serious for once nt least. “ It's nothing—don't ask me, please. Craven silly and run him out o f town. hold here. Tln-ti we must both make “ Well.” aal«l Mrs. Plg. “ I j,uvc other I'm Just a bit low-spirited.” Aral that, o f course, would keep things a wish an»l pull, and when It breaks, sorts of Food b«>sl»les Plg W»*»'»!. f got “ Nothing doing!” declared Peter dark; for Craven would never dure re the one who has the blgg»‘st part of It that really, tx>cauM I wns pretty cer turn. firmly. “ Dissimulation Isn't your long will have his or her wish granted." tain none o f my Guests would like It.” suit. I know!” lie nodded with Im “ But I »lon’t know what to wish for," "You got n kiln! of Pooil you didn’t Of course. If he ever found out his mense gravity. “ You're fretting about think your Guests would like?" said daughter didn't know, and h»T hus sh<* protested. that cussed necklace.” He drew a long "oh , you can think o f something,” Mr. Booster, who band didn't wunt her to know, he breath and lied magnificently. “ You Imd Just arrived. would likely try on a llttlo blackmail he said. see, we were talking It over when you “ No, 1 ean’t," she replied. *T can’t “ I never li«>nr<l of ing. Just to keep body and soul to came in : Quoin calling Betty down for gether. But Peter wouldn't mind tbut think o f anything I want very much." such a thing. Coek- making Craven try to smuggle, and “ Well, I’ll wish for you?” he ex it-doodle-do, t h e — not In moderation. Anyway, he’d al Betty fighting back like a good one— ld«‘ii o f getting ways llki-d old T a d ; and to think of claimed. the whole story coming out. I don’t him In want, who ha»l been so reful "W ill you, really?" she asked. something m h u care if Tad is your father, he hadn't “ Yes.” gent a figure In the life o f town, would knew we wouldn’t any right to put a raw deal like that “ Well, th»'n. th»'r»*’s no use fooling lik e !” be keen discomfort for his prospective over on you. Now,” Peter wound up son-in-law, Peter dared say old Tad with the old wishbone," she Interrupt “Of course,” b t defensively, “ turn loose the heavy artil could do with n tidy bit of blackmail ed with a glad smile; “ you can have squealed Mrs. lig . lery! I ’ve spoken my mind when It — something adequate and regular. me.” ” 1 hnd to have was none of my business, and it’s up And he, for one, would never begrudge something for my to me to take the count without a It self ami the »l»-iir War Reduces Insanity. "Oh, I Know,” Gob- whimper.” But when five minutes hnd elnpsed W ar as a palliative o f Insanity Is a little Pigs, didn’t Lydia was silent, her face averted. Peter began to fl»lget. That’s a long theory unfamiliar to most p»'»>ple, but I? It w»iul»l have bled Miss Turkey. QA l T o A vv«i^Nr/NC- “ No,” she said presently, “ I’m not time to wait for a girl you’re crazy we have no reason to doubt the conclu b«'«'u awful to have hud It nil enti-n up angry with you. Why should I be? I about, who has Just owned up she’s sions o f Doctor Oswald of Glasgow before we got a chnnce to have any. myself don’t think It was right. It__ crazy nbout you I Lunatic asylum on the matter, says the Ami now," she continued, "there Is t’s pleasant to know somebody sympa He consulted Ids watch: ten minutes London Glob«.*, One phase of the sub pb'iity o f Water In the Trough In tho “ Walt— Till I Get My Breath— Man’* thizes, when everybody else seems to past eleven. Lydia had come to the ject Is Instructive nml significant. This Corner, und some Grain and Bread Got No Business Courting— When think it nothing at all.” Margrave about u quarter o f: they Is “ the removal o f the powerful effect Crumbs, nml Husks »if Corn on the He Ain’t in Training.” “ Not my way of looking at It,” Peter couldn't have been more thnn a quar o f poverty on the mind, nnd Its replace Straw In the l i g Pen Ten Boom." insisted. “ Listen to me now! Why not ping. Look out and see If It’s the right ter o f an hour coming up town. Peter ment by the higher standard o f living This she said with a grant «leal of marry me and chuck the whole game number.” b*;came convinced that he had waited and remunerative employment.” Pov dignity, and then she added, "But I — Betty, Tud, Quoin, the whole outfit? “ Ninety-eight.” ten minutes, not five. erty and unemployment lire thus by shall offer n Prize to the one who gets Think how good It would be to know "That’s right." Things hegnn to look dubious. He medical testimony fore fertile causes the most Grain, ltendy, set, go, try you don’t have to care what they think 1 “ Now what are you going to do?” hopped out and up the steps o f 08. o f Insanity thnn war. This Is a lesson for the grain !" And ns nil the Anl- Just say ’Peter, you’re on 1’ and we’re “ Get out. drdlver the note, get the The outer d»)or wns fastened; but a to be borne In tnlnd when the war Is innls hurried off to get something to ofT— winter In Egypt— everything like answer, and—come hack to you, Peter.” steady pressure on the push button over. eat at this very queer Party, they could that. You see? Not a bit of use fret “ Nothing could be fairer than that brought a shadow to skulk suspicious •»ear Mrs. Plg keep grunting nnd ting about people when life makes It Only you don’t get out till you tell me ly behlial lure-screened Inner doors. The First Umbrella. squealing to her own children, "Hurry, self so easy.” what you promised to." One edge of the curtains was pulled The first umbrella In America first Pigs, get there first I Don’t let the “ Please don’t, Peter. It makes you "Very well. But you’ll have to get aside a trifle, he was Inspected nar nppeared on the streets of Baltimore, other Animals take It nwny from you seem— unsympathetic, after all.” out first. Not a word while you’re In rowly, and then the shadow material where lt created a great sensation. until you’ve all had enough I” “ Don’t you believe It. I ’m so full o f this cab. Now, Peter, please I” ized Into n woman who came forth and This Importation from India was “ Well, of nil the queer Ten Par sympathy for you that It hurts me. “ Oh, all right.” unlatched the outer doors. Even to quickly taken up In Philadelphia and ties,” said Mrs. Duck ns she wobbled Please won’t you marry me?” Peter backed out and offered his Peter’s captious scrutiny she looked a New York. away, and Mrs. Plg hadn’t even the ' “ I can’t listen to you If you will go hand. He closed strong fingers round very nice sort, altogether an appari time to say Good-bye to her Guests on this way 1” she cried, half distract hers. tion to abash suspicion. At present the fastest motion picture for she wns sitting In a corner o f the ed. “ I'm not thinking of marrying any “ No, you don’t— not till you keep “ Yes?" she Inquired In a pleasant camera takes pictures at the rate o f Pen eating the Plg Waed she knew body.” your w ord!” 2,000 a second. her Ouesta would not eat I LOUIS'JOSEPH X VANCE PERSONALITY IS BIG FACTOR