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“I f I were a man," Selina said, "I'd
make up my mind straight about this
war and then I ’d do one of two things.
I ’d go Into It the way Jan Snip goes
at forking the manure pile— a dirty
Job that’s got to be cleaned up; or I'd
refuse to do It altogether If I didn't
believe In It as a Job for me. I'd fight,
or I'd be a conscientious objector.
There’s nothing In between for any
one who Isn’t old or crippled, or sick."
Paula was aghast when she heard
this. So was Julie whose wallings,
had been loud when Eugene had gone
Into the air service. He was In France
now, thoroughly happy.
"Do you
01000,“ demanded Paula, "that you ac
tually want Dirk to go over there and
be wounded or killed 1”
"No. I f Dirk were killed my life
would stop. I'd go on living, I suppose,
bet my life would have stopped.”
They all were doing gome slture In
the work to be done.
Selina had thought about her own
place in this war welter. She had
wanted to do canteen work In France
but bad decided against this as be
ing selfish. “The thing for me to do.”
she said, "Is to go on raising vege
tables and hogs as fHSt as I cun." She
•upplled countless households » Ith
Tree food while their men were gone
She herself worked like a man, tak
ing the place of the able-bodied helper
who had been employed on her farm
Paola was lovely In her Red Cross
uniform, (the persuaded Dirk to go
Into the Liberty bond selling drive
and he was unexpectedly effective In
hie quiet. serious w a y ; most convinc
ing end undeniably thrilling to look
at In uniform. Paula's little air of pos-
aesstou had grown until now tt en
veloped Mas. She wasn't playing now;
was deeply end terribly In love with
him.
Whan. In lfilS, Dtrk took off his uni-
derm he w r tt Into the bond depart-
wivwt of the Hr eat Lakes Trust com
psny In which Theodore Storm had a
large Interest. He said that the war
had disillusioned him.
"What did you think war was going
Jo d o r’ aeld Selina. "Purify I It never
haa yet.”
It was understood, by Selina at
lenst, that D irk ’s abandoning of his
profession was a temporary thing.
Quirk as she usually was to arrive at
conclusions, she did not realise until
too late that this son of hers had def
Inlisly deserted building for bonds;
thst the only structures he would rear
were her own castles In Spain. His
first two months as s bond salesman
netted him more than a year's salary
at his old post at Hollis A Sprague’s.
When he told this to Selina. In tri
umph, she said. "Tea. but there isn't
much fun in It, Is there? This selling
YOUR EYES
f F.
Off CLARK AQNCW.
As It turned out, Dirk was spnred
the necessity of worrying nbout the fit
of his next dinner coat for the fol
lowing year and a half. His coat, dur
ing that period, was a neat olive drab
is was that of some millions of young
men of his age, or thereabouts. Most
of that time he spent at Fort Sheridan
first as an officer In training, then a-
un officer training others to be officers
He was excellent at this Job. Influ
ence put him there and kept him there
even after he began to chafe at the re
stralnt.
In the last six months of it (though
he did not, of eourse, know that It
was to be the last six months) Dirk-
triad desperately to get to France.. He
was suddenly sick of the neat Job at
home; of the dinners; of the smug
routine; of the ollve-drab motor enr
that whisked him wherever he wanted
to go (he had a captaincy) ; of tnak
Ing them "snap Into It” ; of P auia; o'
his mother, even. Two months before
the war’s close he succeeded In gettin •
over; but Paris was his headquar
ters.
Between Dirk and his mother the
first rift had appeured.
PAGE 3
the thin end of her braid as the twined
It round and round her finger. "Dirk, | Why suffer from headaches? J
do you know sometlmee I actually think
that If yeu stayed here on the farm —*
“Geod G— d, Mother I What for!"
H ave
“Oh, I d o n f know. Time to dream.
Time to—no, I suppose that Isn't true
any mots I suppeee the day la past
when the genius came from the farm
E x a m in ed
Machinery hat cut Into his dreams
Patent binders, plows, reapers—hr’s s
mechanic
He hasn’t time to dream
Well. . . .”
She lay back, looked np at him.
AL6BARNES
I APOEAfiS «N PfflSON AT
« J e w e le r s, O p to m e tr ists '
"Dirk, why don’t you marry F
EACH Pf gTCRW ANqJI
"Why—there's no one 1 want to mar
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“No one who's free, you mean?"
He stood up.
”1 mean no one."
He stooped and kissed her lightly. Her
arms went round hint dose Her hand commented on But now she must see
with the thick gold wedding band on him dally, er speak to him Her tele
It pressed his head to her hard. “ So phone wus a private wire leading only
to her own bedroom. She called him
b ig !" He was a baby again.
“You haven’t called me that In the first thing la the morning; the last
thing at night.
years." He wus laughing.
She reverted to the old game they
Her voice, when she spoke to btro,
had played when he was a child. "How was an organ transformed; low, vi
big Is my aon I How big?” She was brant, with a timbre In Its tone that
would hove made It unrecognisable to
smiling, but her eyes were somber.
an outsider. Her words were com
"So big I" answered Dirk, and mem
monplace enough,*but preguai.t and
meanlngfnl for her.
“What did you do today? Did yon
have a good day? . . . Why didn’t
you call me? . . . Did you follow
IN ONE GREAT A C T /
up that suggestion you made about
Kennedy? I think It’s a wonderful
r
Idea, don't you? You're a wonderful
OF SHOW T H IS YEA R
COMPELS US TO ANHOVHCC
man, Dtrk; did you know that? . . .
NO STREET PARADE A
I miss you. . . .
Do you? , . .
IN THIS OR ANT OTHER C ITY
When? . . . Why not lunt-b? . . .
Oh, nut If yon have a business appoint
PERFORM ANCES J
ment. . . . How about five o'clock?
RAIN O R SHINE fe w «
. . . No, not there. . . . Oh, I
don't know.
It's so public. , . .
Yes. . . . Good-by. . , ' .
Good
night . . .' Good-night ; . .**
They began to meet rather furtively.
In out-of-the-way places. They would
lunch In department store restaurants
where none of their friends ever came.
They spent off afternoon hours In the
dim, close atmosphere of the motion-
picture palaces, sitting In the back
row, seeing nothing of the film, talk
ing In eager whispers that failed to
annoy the scattered devotees In tho
i
middle of the house. When they drove
It was on obscure streets
Paula had grown very beautiful, her
world thought There was about her
the aura, the glow, the roseate exhala
tion that surrounds the woman la
love.
“So Blgl" Answered Dirk,
Frequently she Irritated Dtrk. At
ored a very tiny space between thumb such times he grew quieter than ever;
more reserved.
As he Involuntarily
and forefinger. "So big."
She faced him, sitting up very withdrew she advanced. Sometimes he
straight In bed. the little wool shawl thought he hated her— her het, eager
hunched about her shoulders. “Dirk, hands, her glowing, asking eyes, her
are you ever going back to architec thin, red mouth, her sallow, heart-
ture? The war la history. I t ’s now shaped. exquisite face, her perfumed
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to whom send the E n ter
or never with you. Pretty spon It will clothing, her air of ownership. That
be too late. Are you ever going hack was It I Her possMSlvenesa. Some
prise after you have read it? If you mail the 52 num t
to architecture? To your profession?" times Dirk wondered what Theodora
bers of the year it will cost $1.04 in postage, under
A clean amputation. ’’No, Mother." Storm thought and knew behind that
She gave an actual gasp, as though Impassive flabby white mask of his.
the new rates, besides the trouble of wrapping and
Dirk met plenty of other girts.
Icy water had been thros-n full In
mailing. For $1 ia advance the publisher will send
her face. She looked suddenly old, Paula was clever enough to see to
it one year to any address io the United States or the
tired. Her shoulders sagged. He stood that. She asked them to share her
In the doorway, braced for her re box at the opera. She had them at
Pbillipine ialanda.
She affected great In
proaches. Rut when she spoke It Was her dinners
to reproach herself. "Then I'm a fa il difference to their effect on hit». She
suffered when he talked to one of them.
ure."
“Dirk, why don't you taka out that
“Oh, what nonsense, Mother. I'm
happy. You can't live somebody «Use's nice Farnham g lr lF
He had been abroad twice. He learned thousands, but she's used to millions.
life. You used to tell me, when I .was
"Is she nice?"
to call It “running over to Europe W e ll!"
a kid, I remember, that life wasn't just
"Well, Isn't she? Yoo were,talking
"They were boy and girl together,” an adventure, to be taken as It came, to her long enough st the- Kirks’
for a few days.” It had all come
nbout in a scant two years, as is the Selina Interrupted, feebly.
with the hope that something glorious dance. What were you talking sboUtF
"They're not any more. Don't be
theatrical way In which life apeeda
was always hidden Just around the
"Books."
silly, Selina. You're not as young M
In America.
corner. You said you had lived tljat
"Oh.
Books.
She’s awfully nlca
Selina wns a little bewildered now that."
way and It hadn't worked. You said-—," and intelligent, Isn’t she? A lovely
nt this new Dirk whose life was ao foil
No, she was not as youni» as th at
She Interrupted him with a little girl 1“
She wss suddenly happy.
without her. Sometimes she did not When Dirk next, paid one of Ids rare
cry. "I know I did. I know I dlfi." Books.
see him for two weeks, or three. He visits, to the farm she called him Into
Suddenly she raised a warning finger.
The Farnham girl wns a nice girl.
sent her gifts which she smoothed and her bedroom— the cool, dim shabby
Her eyes were luminous, prophetic. She wus the kind of girl one should
touched delightedly and put away; bedroom with the old black walnut bed
“D irk, yoo can't desert her like that !** fall I d love with nnd doesn't.
The
fine soft silken things, hand-made— In which she had lain as Pervus De-
“Desert who?” He was startled.1
Farnham girl wus one of many wall-
which she could not wear. The habit Jong’s bride more than thirty years
“Beauty I
Self-expression.
What bred Chicago girls of her day and
of years was too strong upon her. ago. She looked somehow girlish In
ever you want to call It. You wait I class.
Fine, honest, clear headed,
Though she had always been a woman the dim llglrt, her great soft eyes gax-
She’ll turn on yeu some day. Some frank, capable, good-looking In an In
of dainty habits and fastidious taste» Ing up at him.
day you'll want her, and she won't be definite and unarreatlng sort of way.
the grind of her early married life
“Dirk, sit down here at the side of
there.”
HaLrColored hair, good teeth, good
had left Its indelible mark. Sun and my bed the way you used to."
Inwardly he had been resentful of enough eyes, clear skin, sensible me-
wind and rain and the cold and heat
“I ’m dead tired, Mother. Twenty- this bedalde conversation with his
of the open prairie had wreaked their seven holes of golf before I came
(Continued on page 4)
mother
She made little of him, he
vengeance on her fiuMtlng nt them. Her out."
thought, while outsiders appreciated
skin was tanned, weather-beaten; her
“ I know. You ache all over—a nice
his success. Ha had said, "So big," /''A S H RAID for false teeth, den-
hair rough and dry. Her eyes. In that kind of ache. I used to feel like that
measuring a tiny space between thnmb
tsl gold, platinum and discarded
frame, startled you by thelo unexpect when I ’d worked In the fields all day,
and forefinger In answer to her half- jtw elry. Hoke Smelting sod Refining
edness, they were so calm, ao serene, pulling vegetables, or planting" He
playful question, bat he had not hon Cs,. Olsego. Mich,
yet so alive. They were the beautiful was silent.
She caught his hand.
estly meant It. He thought her ridicu
eyes of a wise young girl In the face "Toisdldn^ like that. My saying that
lously old-fashioned now In her view
A m o r A. T u ssi n g
of a middle-aged woman. Life was I ’m sorry. I didn’t say It to make you
point, sod certainly unreasonable. But
atUl ao fresh to her. There was about feel bad. dear.”
he would not quarrel with her.
her something arresting, something
“I know you didn't. Mother."
LAW YER AND NOTARY
“You wait, too, Mother," he said
compelling You felt tt.
"Dirk, do you know what that wom now. smiling. "Some day your wfiy
"I don't see how you do It I" Julie an who writes the society news In the
H alsbt , Omtno»
ward aon will be a real success. Walt
Arnold complained one day as Sfflnn Sunday Tribune called you todayF
till the million« roll In. Then we’ll
was paying her one of her rare visits
"No. What? I never read It.”
see ”
D ELBER T STA R R
In town. "Your eyes are as bright
"She* said you were one of the
She lay down, turned her back de
lis a baby's and mine look like dead
Jeunesse d o r e e ”
liheratriy upon him, pulled the rovers F u n era l D ir e cto r and
L i
oysters.” They were up In Julie's
up about her.
D irk grinned. "Oosh!”
dressing room In the new house on
cen
sed
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b
alm
er
"Shall 1 turn out your light, Mother,
“I remember enough of my French
the north side—the new house that
Efficient Service.
Motor Hearse,
and open the windows?"
at Miss Flster’s school to know thnt
was now the old house.
"Meeija'II do tt. She always does
luidy Attendant.
Julie wns massaging Her eyes had that means gilded youth.”
Just cal! her
. . Hood night."
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"M el That’s good! I'm not even
an absent look. Suddenly: “Listen.
He knew thst he hsd mm« to he s
Selins
Dirk nnd Paula are together spsngled.”
rather big man In MS world. Influ
" D irk '” her voice was low, vibrant.
too much. People are talking.”
-nee had helped H» knew that, too
"Talking?" The smile faded from "Dtrk, I don’t want you to be a glided
But he shut fils mind to much of
w . L W R IG H T
youth
I
dqfi’t
care
how
thick
the
Selina's face.
panls's maneuvering and wire-pulling
Mortician
A Funeral Director
gilding
Dirk,
that
Isn’t
what
I
worked
"Goodness knows I ’m not strait
— refused ta acknowledge that her
Halsey and Harrisburg
laced. You can't be In thle day and In the sun and cold for. I'm -not re
lean, dark, eager fingers hsd manlpn
age. I f I had ever thought I ’d live to preaching you; I didn't mind the work.
all D T sy lo b . Halsey, or
Isted the mechanism thst ordered hlr
W !.. U a IOHT. Harrisburg
see the time when-
Well, since the Forgive me for even mentioning It.
career. Penis herself was wise enough
war of course anything’s all right, But. Dtrk, I don't want my son to be
to know thst to hold him she must not
seems But Paula has no sense Ev known as one of the Jeunesse doree
let him feel Indebted to her. She knew
erybody knows she's lmmne about N o ! Not my son
thnt the debtor hales his creditor She
“Now, listen. Mother. That's fool
Dirk. That'« all right fo r.D irk , but
lay awake at night planning for him.
how about Paula! She won't go any
Ish. I f you're going to talk like that. scheming for his advancement, then
where unites lie's Invited They're to
Like a mother In a melodrama whose suggested these schemes to htm so
gether all the time, everywhere.
I
son's gone wrong z . . I work like deftly as to m ike him think he himself
asked her if she was going to divorce
a dog Yod know that. You get the hsd dsvlaed them She had even res
Storm and abe M id no. she hadn't
wrong angle on things, stuck out here Used of late that their growing Inti
enough money of her o»B and Dirk
macy might handicap him If openly
on this little farm."
wasn't earning enough. His salary’s
J. W STEPHENSON.
She u t ip in ued. looking down t t
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Chapter X III
RURAL E N T E R P R IS E
Wednesday, May 6
If** EDNA
iC ouunusai
A P R IL 2*», Wifi
things on paper? Now architecture,
that must be thrilling. Putting a build
Ing down on paper—little marks here,
straight lines there, figures, calcula
tions, blueprints, measurements— and
then, suddenly one day. the actual
building Itself. Steel and stone and
brick, with engines throbbing Inside It
like a heart, and people flowing In and
out. Part of a city. A piece of actual
beauty conceived by you I Oh, Dirk I"
To see her face then must have given
hlro a pang, tt was go alive, so eager.
He found excuses for himself. "Sell
ing bonds that makp that building pos
sible Isn’t so dull, either.’*
But she waved that aside almost
contemptuously.
“What
nonsense.
Dirk. I t ’s like selling seats at the box
office ef a theater for the play in
side."
Dtrk had made many new friends In
the last year and a half. More than
that, be had acquired a new manner;
an air of quiet authority, of assur
ance. The profession of architecture
was put definitely behind him. He did
not say to Selina that he had put the
other work from him. But after six
months In his new position he knew
that he would never go back.
Front the start he was a success.
Within one year he was so successful
that you could hardly distinguish him
from a hundred other successful young
Chicago business and professional men
whose clothes were made at Peel’s;
who lunched at the Noon club on the
roof of .the First National bank where
Chicago's millionaires ate corned-beef
hash whenever that plebeian dish ap
peared on the bill of fare. He bad
had a little thrill ont of his first meal
at this club whose membership was
made up of the "big men” of ¿he city’s
financial circle. Now he could even
feel a little flicker of contempt for
them
He had known old Aug Hem-
pel. of course, for years, as well as
Michael Arnold, and, later. Phillip Em
ery, Theodore Storm, and others. But
he had expected these men to he differ
ent.
They were not at all the American
Big Business Man of the comic papers
and of fiction—that yellow, nervous,
dyspeptic crenture who lunches off
ndlk and pie. They were divided Into
two definite types. The older men of
between fifty nnd sixty were great
high-colored fellows of full habit.
Their (aces were impassive, their eyes
shrewd, hard. Their talk was colloqui
al and frequently Illiterate. They often
said "was” for “were." “ Was you go
ing to see Baldwin about that South
American stuff or la he going to ship
it through without?" Most of them
had known little of play In their youth
and now they played ponderously and
a little sadly and yet engerly as does
one to whom the gift of leisure had
come too late They ruined their pal
ates and livers with strong cigars,
thinking cigarette amoklng undignified
and pipes common. ' Only a few were
so rich, so assured as to smoke cheap
light panutellas.
Old Aug Hempel
was one of these. Dirk noticed that
when he made one of his rare visits
to the Noon club his entrance was
met with a little stir, a deference. He
was nearing seventy-five now ; was still
straight, strong, zestful of life; a mag
nificent old buccaneer among t)ie pet
tier crew. His had been the direct
and brutal method—swish ' -gw ash!
und his enemies walked the plank. The
younger men eyed him with a certain
amusement and respect.
These youngqr men whose agea
ranged from twenty-eight to forty-five
were disciples of the new system In
business. They were graduates of uni
versities. They had known luxury all
their lives. They were the sons or
grandsons of those bearded, rugged,
and rather terrible old boys who. In
1885 or 1840. had come out of County
Limerick or County Kilkenny or out
of Scotland or the Rhineland to mold
this new country In their strong hairy
hands.
Dirk listened to the talk of the Noon
club, looking about him carefully, ap
praisingly. The president of an ad
vertising firm lunching with a banker;
a bond salesman talking to a rare bpok
collector; a packer seated st a small
table with Horatio Craft, the sculptor
Two years and D irk had learned to
"grab the Century" in order to save
an hour or so of tlms between Chicago
and New York. Peel said It was a
pleasure to fit s eoat to his broad, flat
tapering back, and trousers to his
strong sturdy legs His color, Inher
ited from his rod-che«ked Dutch an
cestors brought up in the fresh sea-
lnden air of the Holland flats, was fine
and clear. Sometimes Selina. In ftnre
sensuous delight, passed her gnarled,
work-worn hand over his shoulders and
down his fins, strong, straight back.
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