■ SINNERS \
IN HEAVEN
BY CLIVE ARDEN
(C ón tln ued )
VIII
* It was only a small elttlng room,
w ith an oil lamp and a crackling tire.
B at all the worlds and all the heuv-
ena were enclosed w ithin Its walls to
the two who clung together In their
rapture.
Wonderingly, almoot reverently, the
gtrl passed her hands over the arms
that clasped her— touching the dark
h air and bronzed cheek half-fearfully,
scarcely believing In their reality,
looking upon him w ith bewildered,
darkened eyes almost afraid to trust
th e ir own sight. The ta ll broad-shoul
dered figure had lost not an- Inch of
Its uprightness, nor hod the bead lost
Its old dominant poise. T h e few extra
lines round the smiling lips and glow-
lng eyes w ere swept up into the rad i
ance which seemed to envelop him.
Yet, In the dark clothes o f civilisa
tion, he appeared subtly strange to
the half-clad, barefooted overlord of
savages o f other days.
'Y e s ." he said at last, catching her
hand ligh tly wandering over his arm.
“It's all rssl. Solid flesh— no ghost 1"
H e raised bar chin In the old pos
sessive way. and looked long Into the
thin face and dark-ringed eyes, which
told their own tale o f suffering en
dured ; then he pressed her head to his
breast and held her close again In
silence, as I f defying any fa te to sep
arate them now. . . .
"B u t,” she stammered fain tly at
last, "how la It— why— I don’t under
stand— ?"
“W hy Tm not sleeping w ith my fa
thers, as you all surmised? Wpll—
th a t is your fau lt."
“M in e r'
H a nodded. “ When Babooma was
about to send me to my gods, yon
conveniently sent him, instead, to the
shades of V a lh a lla — that last bullet,
yon know 1“
H e r eyes opened wide, and she
caught her breath.
" I — k illed him? I—killed Babooma
— a man— ?"
S w iftly he closed her Ups w ith his
orfn, w ith quick perception o f the
effects
which
renewed
civilization
might have had upon the p rim itiv e In
stincts aroused on the Island.
“I owe my very life to you, w ife of
my heart," he whispered.
But his reflections were misplaced.
"Thank God I" she cried unexpected
ly. • “I would still k ill anybody— any
day— who attem pted to hurt you."
" ‘Nom do D le u ! '” he echoed the
Frenchman. “O dr life w ill be a check
ered career.“
Then B arbara fully recognized once
more the old Alan of flesh and blood,
deep moods and light banter, poetic
Idealism and prompt action—delicious
ly human, w arm w ith love and life.
She suddenly laughed, the bewildered
sense of shock fallin g from her— the
Drat real spontaneous laugh of many
weeks.
“A la n ! A la n ! Nothing matters bnt
the fact th a t you are here— alive 1 But
I eaa't understand It all. How was
such a mistake made?”
“Very easily. Because D e Borceau
didn't, o f course, know friend from
foe I Things were going all right with
us. But when one o f the devils set
Are to tbs hut and the friend ly spear
knocked me out, De Borceau naturally
though all was up. Some of Baboo-
ma's lot tried to reach you, but Roowa
fru strated them.
Then De Borceau
was paunch to h it oath. H e fought
anybody who came near you, like a
medieval knight, and carried you off
to safety.
Poor Roowa thought he
bad stolen you from me, and nearly
w ent m ad !” H e laughed reminiscently.
"But you? W hat happened to you?
T h e expedition searched the Island.
And what became of the De Borceaus
when they returned— T
H e sank Into the big arm chair, still
clasping her In his arms. “It's quite
a fairy story. You remember the wood
In the east— where, that first C hrist
mas day— r
"Every le a f!” she breathed.
He smiled Into her eyes. . . .
"Blit not every mosa-coverad rock.
In that wood was a very cleverly con
cealed entrance to a subterranean pas
sage leading to a kind of v a u lt This
narrowed down Into another outlet—
quite Impassable— on the shore, which
allowed a little fresh a ir and glimmers
e f light.
Thia cave was tabu.
In
happier days, when the tribe was suffi
ciently self supporting to— provide Its
own meat, the condemned dinner ws
— well, we need not go Into detail-. I
But that cave was supposed to lie
haunted w ith the spirits of past feasts.
5'ooody liked to speak of It, or go near
It. When I was considered dead, our
V
M ends, very n aturally, carried off my
bleeding corpse— "
"Oh, d on 't!” cried the girl who had
suffered so much from this well-
meaning a c t She buried bar face on
h it shoulder. . . .
.
A fte r a lucid Interval he resumed
his narrative.
"W hen they realized you had been
*stolen’ and I was still alive, the fear
arose th a t the 'bird of 111 omen' would
return and make off w ith me, too !*
So, to lnsdre my safety— that was the
Irony of It a ll— they raised the tabu
and hid me In the cave. Only Roowa
was courageous enough to eater with
food. I was knocked out for some
time.
W hen I recovered— Barba r a l
Can you possibly Imagine my feelings
upon discovering th a t the rescue party
had come and gone?
I was raving
“! went to Darbury,” he explained
briefly.
H e r laughter fled.
“You went to
Darbury, Alan?" She glanced appre
hensively Into his grim face. “W h e t—
what happened?"
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He remained silent for a moment,
then met her eyes w ith 'a smile.
“W ell . . .
No deaths-occurred.”
“Did— did mother— say— ?”
"There was a very free, candid In
terchange of opinion ! I honestly tried
to reconcile jo u r mother, but"— he
gave one of his old careless shrugs—
"she considers herself disgraced, and
talks darkly of being obliged to leuve
Darbury.
. . .
I saw Rockdale,
too— "
Barbara raised her head again.
"Ah ! D ear old H n g h ! H e has been—
splendid, Alan.
H is friendship— his
struggle to— to— believe— " H e r v clef
quavered.
“I know. And he, of everybody con
cerned, might w ith Justness have con
demned— "
They fell silent awhile, each know
ing, by their own Joy, w hat It all
meant to the friend whA had lost. . . .
A realization of w hat this return
would mean to Mrs. Field combined
IBS'
lng." Alan remarked.
Cornish people take life calmly.
They do not lose th e ir heads or forget
their duties In au.v crisis.
“Yes, s ir!" Mrs. Tregu thenin agreed
brightly. "I'm sure I du hope you will
both be happy. And— w ill you have
eggs tu breakfast, sir— or bacon?"
“Both— heaps 1"
They smiled at each other when she
le ft the room.
"Somebody must feed, us." he ob
served, passing his Augers through het-
curly hair. "E very little note has Its
n iche"
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Hngh sat loag over a lonely break
fast, a few days l iter. T he “old peo
ple" were away. T he London paper,
w ith Its list of marriages, lay upon the
table before h im ; but he stared nway
absently, through the window, without
turning the page. . . .
Presently, w ith gun nnd dogs, he
stepped out Into the raw February air.
turning aimlessly down a lane. . . .
An hour later, followed closely by six
puzzled brown eyes, he w alked slowly
np the pathway In the little wood
where— neons' ugo— he and Barbara
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“Oh, Don't!" Cried the Girl.
mad I T he poor beggars had done It
for the best and were bewildered.
„.Nothing would convince them that the
white men were my friends. I spent
what seemed years of agony, doubtful
If atty fu rth er help would come. My
only hope lay Ip you."
"In me?"
" I thought yon would persuade De
Borceau or somebody to try again, not
rest content— ”
“I wanted to come myself.” she
cried.
“I
Implored
and
th rea t
ened nnd—
Oh 1 everybody was so
pig-headed.
B ut w hat happened to
De Borcean?"
“As soon as the plane's arrival was
known the whole tribe- raced pell-mell
to the shore and burned It to cinders.
I found the brothers hiding fo r their
life In the forest."
H e gave an Ir
repressible bubble of laughter. “T hey
— lite ra lly — fell from the trees upon
tny neck 1 W e have been kissing each
other's hands or faces ever since. So,
ngaln, nothing remained but to w ait
and hope. * I thought nt least a mis
sionary party would turn up. T h a t
second
expedition
was
Infernally
slow 1"
H e laid his cheek Impulsively down
upon hers. "B ut De Borceau could
give me news o f you.
H e told me
everything— about Singapore— "
H er lips turned, trembling a little ,
to his.
“And," she whispered, “ 'I t '! "
“And 'I t . '"
H is arms tightened.
"And— other things
I Insisted. H e
acted loyally— fo r us both, Barbara.
BOt— by heaven!— It made my gorge
rise to know what you were facing—
Hie inferences, the— And there I was,
powerless as s stranded Infant to
help you."
" It was— It— 11" she murmured b rie f
ly. “H ave you beard— ?"
"Madge told me everything.
She
got the news of our rescue almost
directly a fter you le ft London! I cnme
home like the very devil—by sen, air,
and land— to find you had disappeared
— gone to break your little heart alone,
where I couldn't find yon— "
" I had to come sway, Alan. I was
in • turm oil— "
"M y Barbara, don't I understand!"
Snddenly his ayes blazed In th eir old
w a y ; and he dashed an arm upon the
table, causing the flame of the lamp
to Jump.
Those blighted Pharisees I
Those
d— d, gossiping— "
“Ob, tny d ea r!" She laughed again
st this fa m ilia r vehemence.
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spoken of as th e “ cho sen .” Is
rael is the “ chosen.” Israel was
Hal sey
the progressive, constructive nation
Oregon
(ten tribes out of th irte e n ) th a t
broke away from Judah.
W hen Israel went o u t it carried
th e promise of world dom inion
hud discussed their honeymoon. The with it. If the Jews are tbe chosen
gun stlfl rested unused w ithin his arm.
people tbe whole structure of tbe
the cartridges untouched w ithin tlielr
B ib'e prophecy and Bible racial
bag. . . .
theory falls down Israel is tbecho-
Underfoot, the flr needles lay soft
seu and if the Bible ts true is ruling
and damp w ith here and there fronds
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of sodden dead bracken
drooping
upon , en lightening and serving tbe world
them. The tall pines swayed a little, . today and is C hristian.
Ju d a h
whispering their everlasting, murmur- | d o e s n ’ t fill th e prophttic nor even
Ju d ah is
ous
song;
dropping,
sometimes, the historic bill a t all.
splashes from th e ir wet leaves, like not Israel.
Dr. S traton probably
tears, upon the dreariness below. All th in k s th a t because he is not a Jew
the world appeared gloomy, dead, sor he is a gentile.
He could be an
row ful.
I t seemed Impossible that, Israelite w ithout being a jew
It
soon, the sap would ran In the tall
m ight bo an interesting exercise
trees, the young green shoot forth
upon the hedges," spring— w ith Its fresh for Dr. S trato n to try proving to
I ’ll
myriad life— aw ake w ith the “singing him self th a t he is a gentile.
bet he oan’t do it.
of birds.” . . .
H IL L
w ith het- own overwhelming Joy te
draw from the very depths of hei
heart a voiceless prayer met thanks
giving.
In the luminous, darkened
eyes that met her own, she saw the
same look of almost reverent awe.
Never had he seemed so gloriously
alive, so radiant In spirit. Agnln she
raised her hunds to feel the fe a tu re *
she had never thought to see again;
then drew the dear head, w ith pas
sionate tenderness, down to her breast,
and clasped It there. . . .
To both of them, beneath the super
ficial lightness of talk, this hour
equaled In sacredness that o f tlielr
marriage morning in the dawn. Blit
tills held In It, also, the1 h alf-fearful
Joy of o resurrection. T he past d ark
ness, w ith the struggle tow aid the
light, had left Ineffaceable marks upon
each soul. . . .
“C an't we go back to the Island?”
she whispered at last.
“Some day."
H e raised his head
and smiled. “W e ’ll re tire there, now
and then, and live It all agnln I Bnt
ourxflrst Jaunt Is to Australia. ' I've
been commissioned to rebuild tjtp old
bus. T h e re ’s been un a w fu l lot of
Interview ing and publicity since I got
back ten days ago— ”
"Only ten days!
And you've been
to D arb ury— ”
“T h a t’s not all."
H e looked at her w ith eyes which
held something of th e ir - old Inscru
tab ility.
"Your relations showed unflattering
surprise at what they termed ray 'con
stancy' now we are rescued.
Oh.
lord !"
"They w ould!" she cried, w ith In
dignatlon.
“T he fea r that we meant brazenly to
defy the English law possessed them
They besought me to murry you ‘prop
erly, In a church.' Your aunt pnrtlcu
larly Insisted upon a Protestant chuech
— not a registry office, or chapel.”
"Just like Aunt M a ry !” She laughed
rather bitterly.
“I couldn't f e e l -
more m arried," she added, with the
quick shy look he loved.
H is gray eyes darkened; with a little
catch o f the breath his arms tightened
"There's one thing, therefore, which
bold had barons must have Io their
pockets when they chase their victims
to Darbury, to prove tlie lr good In
tent."
"W h a t Is that?”
"A apeclal license. I know a parson
near here. We haven't met for eight
years; but I wired this morning to tell
him we should a r r iv i nt his church to
be m arried tom orro#*—”
"M y dear w hirlw ind,!” she gasped.
H e bent, w ith his old violent sudden
ness, and caught ber up so close she
could scarcely breathe. All the old
passionate, dominating love, which
had so often swept her sway, poured
forth and surrounded h er; so that,
panting aad glorying, her Individuality,
a fte r all Its lonely tra v a il, once more
transfused, transformed Into Ills own.
"So,” he whispered, “w e must have
another wedding, ray Beloved! But It
cannot he more b eau tiful— more real—
then the other In thè daw n— "
“W ith a little sobbing, tremulous
sigh, the clung close. . . . "If we
had one every year. In every land and
every tongue,” she murm ured whim
sically, “the# would all seen; beautl-
fnl to ms.”
T he landlady discreetly entered at
last to lay the supper. She cast one
comprehensive ghinee st the armchair,
nnd ber smiling face grew more radi
ant.
"W e ara ts be m arried In the tnern-
The unloaded gun dropped unheeded
to the ground. . . . T he six brown
eyes questioned one another wonder-
ing ly; then looked hack ut the tweed-
clad figure lying face downward, with
head burled In Ills arms. . . .
At last Shag, Hugh's favorite ter
rier, ever the most tender-hearted
of friends, approached cautiou sly;
sn iffed ; then gently licked what was
visible of a much-loved cheek.
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Products o f the Am erican farm go to every civilised country of the world
O ut o f the United Rtates each re a r Is sent approxim ately one-half of the total
cotton crop, one-fourth of the yield of the wheat fields, one fifth of the porkers
and huge quantities of corn and tobacco, dried fru its and other products of
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T h e accompanying chart, prepared by the Sears-Roebuck Agricultural
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In the United Kingdom more of Am erlcq’s farm exports are consumed
then In any other nation
T h e United Kingdom uses more American cotton
than any other country, her annual consumption averaging around
bales
Germany is In the m arket fo r almost as much cotton, using L O ll.flH
I pound« last year T he U nited Kingdom la the first m arket fo r American wheat
and flour, tobacco, corn sirup and condensed milk. She also takes large quan
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