HALSEY ENTERPRISE, HALSEY, OREGON, MAY 17, 1928
C o p y rig h t 1927 by T h e Robb»-M errill Co.
WNU Service
CHAPTER XI— Continued
—15—
HEI
'ng Joyous call, the door opened. and
he stood there, to ft hat crushed low
oo his forehead over tbe big dark
eyes, collar turned up about bis chin—
tall, tbln, and weak, very pale. Bud­
dy Bridges.
Santa Claus, with little Auntalmlry
■till In his arms, turned as the others
did, to look at this one who came so
unceremoniously Into the party, h it
face alone unsmiling, set and grim.
He crossed without a wore Into tbe
center of the room, walked swagger
Ingly, perhaps to hide the fact that be
could not stand erect without sway­
ing weakly, and stood before Santa
Claus, with Auntalmlry In his arms.
It was the who moved first, moved
vaguely, slipping to the floor, and then,
not seeming to walk, seemlDg to float
rather, she was beside him, her eyes
riveted to his eyes, haggard and dark-
lined, and her Angers crept softly up
his coat toward his face, touching the
curve of his chin uncertainly. Inquir­
ingly, as though It were by feeling
she would be convinced.
"Alm lry, come away,” broke In Alice
Andover harshly, but It was pity that
hardened her voice. "Come away.
He’s drunk.”
“ I t ’s Buddy," Auntalmlry said faint­
ly. “ I t ’s Buddy. It Is Buddy.”
“ Come away. I tell you; he's drunk."
Then suddenly Buddy
Bridges
laughed. “ Drunk," he shouted weakly
hut with derision In bis voice. "Oh,
It’s you, Alice Andover, up to your old
tricks! Drunk I So that's what you
thought. Well, I thought you were
crazy, the pair of you, stuffing me tip
with cognac, locking me In—I ’m not
drunk, mom, I'm sick. They couldn’t
tell the difference.”
Ever., eye In the bright, disordered,
crowded room wns Intent upon Buddy
Bridges, who held his mother In his
arms, and laughed with her, wept with
her, and talked to her in a fond weak
voice. “ Sick as a dog. In the hos­
pital—weeks. Weak as the dickens.
I was In the hospital when they told
me you were here. I got out of bed
—knocked two Internes down—sick as
I wag. Came on here—clear from
California, mom. Twice I fainted
away, and when I came to, they had
me off the train ano In hospital again.
But as goon as I got my wind, I beat
It again. Cume on. Drunk I Isn’t
that like her, mom? I ’d know In a
minute It was Alice Andover I You
haven’t changed much, mom—a little ."
How his eyes caressed herl "Twenty-
five years, mom. Not a word from
you In twenty-five years. 1 wouldn’t
have believed It, mom. It was—not—
Just—like you. Was It because they
sent me to the pen, mom?"
"The—the pen. Buddy? The pen?"
“ Oh, hush, you fool," begged Alice
Andover.
"In Jersey. Twenty-five years—”
"Buddy, yog don’t mean the peniten­
tia ry—Buddy—”
“ Mom, didn’t you know It? Didn't
yon ever know It?"
"Buddy—”
"Mom, you’ve Just forgot. You
knew IL You must have known IL
It was In the papers— Is—Is »be all
right?” he asked falterlngly of all the
room. “ You must have known It,"
Alice Andover was tall and fine In
her dignity. "Yes, Buddy Bridges, we
knew IL We all knew It. But nobody
told her. Almlry never knew to this
d a y -“
“ Nobody told her—"
Alice Andover’s dignity wns simply
killing. "On our Island, Mr. Bridges,"
she said greatly, “ we tell one another
no news unless It's good news. There
was nobody here low-down enough to
tell Auntalmlry that her son had gone
to Jail.”
"Buddy—” Auntalmlry’s voice was
pleading.
"Aw, mom, It wasn’t much. A
roughhouse, a row over a game. You
know I was always quick in a scrap.
It wasn't much. But a man was hurt.
So they sent me up for IL But, mom,
since then, everything fine and dandy.
No nonsense since. Got a line woman,
got three nice kids, made a lot of
money— Great, mom." Aud then,
suddenly, mercurial man as he had
been a mercurial boy. he glowered,
glowered with sudden anger around
the room. "See here," he demanded
sharply, “ who sent me that p a p e r-
marked Portland paper—that told me
mom was dead? Twenty-five years
agol One of you seut me a paper—
that lied.”
The alienee throbbed. Everybody
looked at Alice Andover. She was tbe
administrator, and thia was a terrible
charge he broughL
Alice Andover did not flinch. She
turned directly on the Captain.
“ John Christian Wallace, do you
mean to tell me that you dared to
take It upon yourself—without con-
•uH ing me— tbe natural administra­
tor—”
The Captain removed his pipe and
ambled amiably Into tbe arena, a gen­
tle, dignified little old figure. He put
an affectionate hand on Buddy’s arm.
His voice was wavering with age and
with excitemenL but he was not
daunted.
“ Buddy, I says to myself, ‘Jailbird
or no Jailbird, he's Auntalmlry'? son.
He’s got a right to know she’s gone.’
We said plenty of hard things against
you, times enough, but nobody ever
said that Buddy Bridges didn’t love
his mom. 'No.' says L ’he's got a right
to know It. So I marked the paper,
and sent It right off to you. Buddy,
In ja il or what-not, for I don't hold to
them as says—"
“ BuL Gramp,” he Interrupted, for
everybody called the Captain Gramp,
“ Gramp, she was not dead! She was
not dead 1"
"No, but we thought she was. It
said In the paper she was. We didn’t
know till next day, or day after, that
she pulled through after all. ‘No,’
says I, ’he’s her son,' and as goon as
I read In the paper she was dead, I
marked it and mailed It, and—”
"BuL Gramp, my God, when you
found out—that she wasn't dead—
“ Oh, you monster—the poor dear
trusting heart,” she muttered, all in
the same breath.
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Auntnlmlry, flushed and radiant
w ith excitement, was the first to ar­
rive for the party. She was Joyously
jileuseri at the unusual tenderness of
Alice Andover’s greeting, and took her
all ulooit the room to point out to her.
with sli.v pride, how cleverly she had
managed things, explaining all the
little economies she had used, the
ruses to which she had resorted In
her desire to make least money go
furthest. Alice was sympathetic, so­
licitous. warmly approving, but kept
always one sharp and terrified eye
upon Gay. both of them In a put.lc of
fear lest the creature upstairs regain
his sober senses and spoil the party
fo r which Auntalmlry had worked so
hard.
At Gays direction, Auntalmlry took
up her position by the window, with
Alice Andover and Gay on either side,
and pressed the electric button which
Bet the solitary pine a sparkle with
colored lights from top to bottom,
flnshing a brilliant holiday greeting
all over that end of the Island.
" It Is the last Invitation,” she cried,
and her thin little voice quavered with
excitement. "Come to my party,
romc to my Christmas party I Every­
body can see I t It w ill guide them
up the hill. How the children will
laugh! It Is very nice, Gay.”
The Island trooped to the party In
a body, a long stream pouring up the
h ill through the snow, so that all In a
rioment It seemed the Lone Pine was
a-surge and n-throb with I t There
was much laughter, much shrill
squealing, the piercing staccato of
childrens voices, the high nervous
laughter of young girls, and deeper
Hera In the Cove She Was at the
older voices, calling loud and cheery
Mercy of Whoever Might Come
greeting.
Upon Her.
“ If this babel doesn't wake him up,
he might ns well be dead,” whispered
that she had pulled through— Why,
Alice Andover.
In God's name, didn't you let me
'T il go and havve a look,” said Gay.
know?"
“ It Is enough to bring the trees to
The Captain was crestfallen, taken
Jlfe.”
aback. But he rallied, slowly. *Wh-
Gay listened outside the bedroom
what say?" he asked feebly, hand to
door a moment, hoping to hear the
his ear.
jnufllnl heavy breathing that presaged
“ Why didn’t you send me word—let
the sleep of their unwelcome guest.
me know—when you found out that It
But with the din from below she could
was a mistake, and she had not died?
hear nothing, so she opened the door
I never knew. When I got out I head­
quick y and stepped In. The room
ed west and never came back. Never
was wrapped In silence, utter and
wanted to come back If mom was
heavt and In the darkness she could
gone. Why didn’t you let me know?”
not distinguish the shadow by the
“ God bless my soul," ejaculated the
window-seat that was Buddy Bridges.
Captain feebly. "D idn't you know
Khe pressed the button that flooded
she wasn't dead? Just think of that
the room with light and showed In a
now. His own mother not dead, and
flash Its emptiness. The rugs lay In
he didn’t even know IL Dear, dear.
a rumpled heap upon the floor, but
Buddy, I never thought of It from that
Buditv Bridges was not there.
day to this. I supposed of course a
The wIndow was open. Gay ran
boy would know It If his own mother
over and locked out,J>ut In the shadow
wasn't dead.”
of rocks and Trees’ by the house she
When the last tired but happy voice
could distinguish nothing, tie r eyes
had sent Its final "Merry Christmas’’
swam giddily.
ringing back across tbe snow, when
"Such—a Christmas," she stnra
Auntalmlry, with Buddy's weak arm
mend. Already with that vividly
about her, had disappeared beyond
creative mind of hers she could see
the arc of light that underlined the
him lying on the rocks, a bleeding
solitary pine. Gay turned back Into
mangled shape, Auntalmlry’s son. Sud­
the bright disordered rooms and
denly she was afraid to be alone, and
closed the door slowly. She was very
ran downstairs. Alice Andovei awaited
sad. The brightness of the room In
her coming at the foot of the steps.
all Its gay confnslon depressed her,
She read fenr In Gay’s eyes.
and she stood, a tired dejected figure
“ What now, good heavens, what
In the midst of IL and pressed her
now i"
burning face Into her cold clasped
“ He Is gone. He Is not mere."
“ Gone! Gone where? Gone how?”
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“Come: Let’s look." In the Joyous
eonfuslon that reigned about tbe
U . S . G r a n t W o n B r id e W h ile F o r d in g R iv e r
Christmas tree, with Santa Claus
noisily distributing the pretty gifts,
Clysses S. Grant selected an odd
with the burble of his hells, the
pose to her then and there. In after
laughing voices, the crackle of tissue time to propose marriage to Julia
years she often related to her grand­
paper, and tbe treble of children's Dent. Lieutenant Grant from West children the story of the betrothal,
I'olnt had met Julia while on a visit
vole«'» over all. Ihey went out unno
placing special stress on the old su­
tlced. And with an electric flashlight, to the home of his chum In St. Louis.
perstition that unusual strength and
looked beneath the window for the He fell In love with her and decided constancy were attributes of many
to return to pursue tils attentions, re­ pledges made over running water, says
crushed and bleeding—
Yes he had certainly dropped down lates Edna M. Colman In “ White Capper's Weekly.
Into the bank of suow There were House Gossip."
Their betrothal occurred while they
many signs of tramping, footprints,
W iv e » P u n e G u a rd ia n »
but the white snow bore no stains of were fording the Gravols river. They
Statisticians say that hi working
red. And Buddy was not there. The were in a light rig, the young man
and middle class families from 73 to
outraged divinity whose patience still driving. The waters were swollen and S3 per cent of all money Is spent by
Is Infinite had guarded Auntalntlry’s the current so swift from the recent
the wires.
,
heavy rains that they were In grave
boy that night.
Man thinks he supervises the buy­
danger. The manner of her clinging
So they went back, with what non
ing because he makes out the checks
r h a la iie e
(hey could muster, and to him In her fear of the water In
for bills, but actually he knows little
spired
him
with
the
courage
to
pro-
Joined tbe merriment wltbln. But Gay
or nothing about those bills. He thinks
was slek at heart. Everybody had
his wife Is no financier because she
come to the party, the Cuptnln was
makes mistakes In adding a column of
T t l t p h o n t l i c Im p a tt e
there, the two ministers were them,
figures. He forgets that real financiers
even Buddy Bridget had come home.
A telephone operator waa at one end never trust themselves, but use adding
Bui Rand came not.
of the wire and a little girl, who had ' machines. He forgets that the finan­
“ Well, well.” boomed Santa Clans, answered her ring, at the other. The 1 ciering comes In the planning of how
“ well, w elll Here’s another present operator, obeying one of the rules laid | the Income Is to be spent to achieve
down by the company, was trying to ■ certain ends and avoid bankruptcy.
for little old Auntalmlry I Aunt al
miry I"
get the child to call an older person.
That the majority of homes are ».'(
Sauta Claus, powerful young giant She began, according to the rule, by ' vent redounds to the credit of the
that he *»«. caught her up bodily Into asking:
women within them.—Helen C. Ben­
"Is your mama there?"
h is t r n n . so that she was quite
nett In Liberty.
"No,”
crushed la the shaggy fur of bis big
"la your Bister there?"
eoat.
The function of woman Is to serve
“ Auntalmlry, Auntalmlry t" chorused
"No-
There's no one here but the race. The function of man la to
the children gaily.
grandma and me and the rat. Grand
serve the woman a u j the child.— I
And then, on Ute wave of that lov J uia ru n t bear and the cat caul talk.” j American Uagaxln»
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hands. Tears came to her eye«. A “Buty" Men Can Learn
GIRLS,GOOD HEALTH
sob swelled In her throaL She wept
Letton From C enetit
MAKES YOU
noiselessly. Wbat was tbe success of
“ Big Business Is Too Busy," says
all the noisy merry party to her.
ATTRACTIVE^
when Rand had not come, and she Bruce Barton in McClure's Magazine.
TO M EN
He begins his article with this sugges-
knew not where he was?
In her heart she knew that Rand | tion:
“ Oace a year the president of every
had not remained away of his own vo­
lition, that something had kept him company should assemble his entire
against his w ill. He had pledged her staff and read the first chapter of
to solemn secrecy In regard to his Genesis aloud. It Is the supreme rec­
movements, but his prolonged absence ord of the way In which work used to
without word or reassurance terrified be done.
"A clear-cut program.
her greatly. She sank down Into the
" An early morning start.
window-seat and looked o u t The tall,
"No conversation or consultation.
gayly lighted pine was hateful, garish
"Each day’s work finished at the
to her saddened eyes. Impatiently she
Ta k e a bo ttle or two of th a t well-know n
pressed the button, and the hillslope end of the day.
h e rb a l T o n ic . D r. Pierce’«
"Reel rest at the end.
was plunged Into darkness.
“ Let us refresh our memories with
“ It—It’s that d—d old clubhouse,”
G olden Medical Discovery
she said bitterly. “ I have a big no­ a glance at the seven-day program:
To im prove F o o t H ea lth Generally
“ First day—The Almighty said:
tion to—to burn It down.”
“ Let there be lig h t; and there was
A l l D r u g g ia t a
With the passionate words came
sudden determination. She c«uld not ' lig h t
"Second day—The Almighty said:
bear this anxiety, she must know the
worst, however bad It be. She would Let there be a firmament . . . and
slip iuto the forest, and reconnolter. It was so.
“ Tblcd day—The Almighty said:
Rand had sternly ordered her to keep
entirely our of the woods and away Let dry land appear. Let the earth
from the Little club, but Gay, In an bring forth grass and herbs and fruit
emergency like this, and goaded by trees . . . and It was so.
her fears for him, was not one to be 1 "Fourth day—He made the sun and
balked by obedience. If she found the moon and stars.
“ F ifth day— He created all fish and
gang In tne Little elub, she would call
the police, immediately, have the j fowl.
"Sixth day—He created animals;
place raided, and demand Rand of
them. In her thoughts, vividly, she also Adam and Eve.
“ Seventh day—He rested.”
saw the slim worn face, the shapely
strong hands of the one who had come
to her on the waves In the L ittle cove.
Almost she saw Rand's face, like that,
W h a t Y ou K n o w
with the merry eyes closed, the mock­
ing lips set hard, swept by salt water.
a b o u t BELL-ANS
"Oh, no,” she cried faintly. Then
she sprang to her feet, and pounded ,
fo r I n d ig e s t io n
hotly up the stairs. She was fever­
ish with excitement now, her face
flaming, her lips parched, her eyes
tingling hoL But her slender, strong
Last fa ll when I
hands were like Ice.
was In France, I ad­
“ If they catch me. 1 do not care,” , mired
6 B ell - a n s
the
dress
she told herself hotly. " I ’ve got to which the daughter
Hot w a te r
find him.” She could not bear that of our hostess wns
o
S u re rceiiei
Relief
recurring, evanescent vision of Rand's wearing, and she
face on the winter sea.
confessed It was
The cold fingers tore her party dress ' three years old, orig­
rose-beige,
from her. pulled on heavy silk and inally
woolen undergarments, her thickest j now dyed a rich,
AND 75$ PACKAGES EVERYWHERE
woolen stockings, stout boots. She deep shade o f re d !
donned her warmest blouse beneath The
French
are
S K IN
B U » IH
the fawn-colored suede wind-breaker, | eternally surprising
and bloomers beneath her heaviest j you with th rifty lit ­
j * . Price 21.26. ____ _________
.
in tm en t rem ove« fre c k le « , U««sl o ver fo rty y e ar*.
knickers. The leather cap she pulled ! tle tricks like that
1 1 2 5 and 96c A sk yotsr d ealer o r w rite
I Or. C. H. B erry C « ., 2 * 7 9 M ic h ig a n A v « .. C h i t « «
down to her ears, caught up her leath- i —tricks which It
er fur-lined gloves, and then her dark- pays to Imitate.
colored slicker enveloped all.
Most o f us have
X -R a y » F in d B utton»
" I f they see me, they'll think I'm a dresses which, I f al­
New uses are always being found
remain
man,” she said sturdily to her stout lowed to
for X-rays. One of the latest Is that
reflection In the glass, "w ith this cap, their original color,
of searching for buttons and other
this slicker, these boots.”
are discarded or seldom worn. Re­ solid materials In piles of rags that
Schooled by the experience of six dyed, they become favorites again.
are to be used for paper-making. Seri­
Just get a package or two o f true, ous damage to the pulping machine
months on the Island, Gay slipped a
flashlight Into one pockeL and her fadeless Diamond Dyes, and try your Is likely i f buttons, hooks, eyes, and
pistol In the other. She was trem­ hand at tinting or dyeing. Ysu’ll be such like are not removed from the
bling all over.
amazed to see how easy i t Is lo use pulp. To prevent this, endless bands
“ But I'm not afraid,” she said firm­ Diamond Dyes. They never disap­ convey the rags over an X-ray tube,
ly. She pressed the last electric but­ point you. The "know-how” Is In the where the solid materials are readily
ton, and the cottage merged Into the I dyes. They are real dyes like those
darkness that covered all the coast, j used when the cloth wns made. They detected by fluorescent screens In the
X-ray outfit.
She opened the door gingerly an Inch never give things that redyed kook,
at a time, listening intently. The like make-shift, Inferior dyes. The
island was asleep in the darkness, j more than sixty colors you can get
There was no moon; the stars, r< note from them Include everything that's
and cold, were pin-points of lee.
fashionable.
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She did not hesitate. She quite con­
Sly new 64-page Illustrated book,
fidently believed that she would “ Color Craft,” gives hundreds ol
rather die than endure the suspense of money-saving hints fo r renewing
uncertainty. Not daring to use her clothes and draperies. It's FREE.
flash, she made her way through the ( W rite for It, NOW, to Mae Martin,
B u s in e s s T r a in in g P a y s
snow slowly, from tree to tree, toward Home Service Dept., Diamond Dyes
the Little club, stumbling often, run­ Burlington, YermonL
Last year we placed more than
ning Into unsuspected pines, falling
1000 in good positions. W e
over bidden shrubs. But she went on. j
can place you when competent.
Machinery Has Freed
When she came at last to the row of
W hen will you be ready?
trees that circled the clubhouse, she
Women From Drudgery
stood for a long momenL as Rand
Behnke-Walker Business College
It Is a fascinating topic to debute
had taught her, flattened against the whether man lives up to his Inven­
11th and Salmon Streets
Portland, Oregon
bark, listening.
tions. or whether his Inventions fol­
Neither sound nor sigh from within. I low him. One can argue forever to ...................* ............. * ............. — ■
“ Sealed,” she thoughL "hermetically prove that wornrti today are better ed­
sealed.”
ucated and more Intelligent, because
She crept cautiously around the cor­ it Is necessary for them to know how
S A N F R A N C IS C O 'S N E W FIN E H O T E L
ner, feeling her way Inch by Inch until to manage the electrical equipment
room w ith bath or shower. 12,00 to (3.50.
she reached the spot where Rand had ’ which confronts them In both Indus­ Every Jones
a t Eddy.
Garage n ext door.
taken out the rocks to get under the | trial and domestic life, or to prove
piazza. It had seemed simple enough that the electrical equipment has pro­ P ip e V a l v e s , F it t in g s
as she had watched him, and Gay felt vided the opportunity te develop the
she could easily do the same thing, use of their beads Instead of their
P um p E n gin es
and thus obtain a view of the Interior, hands alone. It Is of small Impor­
perhaps antlrmatlon. or denial, of her [ tance what the answer Is. The fact F arm T o o ls & S u p p lies
fears. But for all the strength of her . remains that homes are more charm­
young arms, for all the power of her j ing places In which to live, offices are A L A S K A J U N K CO .
stubborn will, she could not so much 1 more attractive places In which to F irs t and T a y lo r Sis., P ortlan d, Oregon
as stir the smallest of the rocks, which work, and women are more Interest­
were now deeply wedged Into the fro­ ing human beings, because electrical HOTEL W ILTSHIRE, San Francisco
MB Stockton Sr . near U nion Son a re. S u tter K x
zen soil, packed solidly, presenting a machinery has come Into existence to
H A K R T B O Y L I M anacer
utside room s w ith bath, VX&U sin g le. |R St double.
firm and immovable barricade to en do the body-breaking mind-destroying O
L o a n room s w ith bath. It uo s in e le 12.40 double»
Break f a s u » c . 6 0 e ,« c ; D inners A c Sunday 11 00
trance under the piazza.
routine tasks, which for so many
Thus balked, she stopped a moment years constituted woman's entire Held
C om fortab le and
h om elike.
to consider. One thing wns absolute, of endeavor.—Exchange,
°, a
I.SO and a p .
she would not go home. But she was
PO RTLAND, O REGO N
AUohtek FirtwreW- P arking -p a c e and g a ra g a .
puzzled as to wise procedure.
D re » » -A lik e P a rty
C orner Ath and H oyt S ts., N ea r U nion S ta tio n .
Tempted for a moment to (Ire her
Perhaps
the
dinkiest
dance
I
have
pistol into the air, hoping that fear
been to lately was Lady Joram’s. All
of a raid would draw the gang from
the shelter of the clubhouse, second the dancers were dressed exactly alike
O ne o f P O R T L A N D ’S N e w e r H o tele
All room s h a r e sh o w er or tu b . ©.»<> u p FIREPROOF.
thought convinced her It would be —up to tbe masks, which grinned
There
were
some
charming
embarrass
221 W. P ark St. Coffee S hop . Oarajre o p p o site.
sheer foolhardiness. At last she de- !
elded to go down Into the cove, to ex­ ments. And the queer thing was that CAdsasA U a . n E A R N B I G M O N E Y
O luiL * B n a o w e w w K
to 80 Prr ce n t paid While
amine the great door and look for a when everybody unmasked for break
le a r n in g P o sitio n secu red
fast, even then, somehow, we all
light beneath the window curtains.
L ectu res w eek ly . 32 c o lle g e s W rite for c a ta lo g
seemed
alike.
Quite
remarkable,
Getting Into the cove Itself was very
M O L E R 34N
* y * Bamaid»
te m of co lleg es
IT 1 U L L R
ttraaL Portland. Ore
difficult, for the crevices among the wasn't It?—’’Lady of Fashion,” In G
K,'s
Weekly.
rocks were covered with snow, and
SC H O O L FO R M EN
she was obliged to claw her way along,
Trweie, fw SUSIKiS, TRADES w rtOFESSIONS
L e a p -Y e a r H in t
hand over hand, sounding with her
E n ro ll a n y tim e. Send tor litera tu re.
Mr. Bach (moralizing)—"A fte r all, O R IG O N IN S T IT U T ! O F T E C H N O L O G Y
feet for standing ground. Down, down,
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she slid, from rock to rock, from man Is weak.” Miss Willing—“ In
snowy crevice Into snowy crevice, kick­ union there Is strength."
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ing. holding on with both bands like
grltn death, down, lower and lower,
until she attained the level beach of
the cove. She moved w aiily now, I
feeling the great helplessness of her
position. In the woods she could at
least run for cover. Here In the cove
she was at the mercy of whoever
T o keep his skin and scalp clean
might come upon her. Softly, keeping
and
healthy, and C uticura O intm ent
in the shadow of the rocky cliffs. sh<
to soothe and heal rashes, itchings
crept to the clubhouse door.
She ran her nand over the locks car»
and irritations and to prevent the for­
fully, and then softly turned the knob.
m ation of blackheads and pimples.
Well oiled, silently It moved beneath
her hand. The door to the l.fttl« cla*
was open
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