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SEWDNG CONCILIE
INSTALLMENT FIFTEEN—The Story So Far
Laura Mafuira
to wife
____ _
___ of happy-go-
htckv Mik«, editor and mayor of Coving­
ton. whom banker Mays to seeking to
min for criticism of his banking meth-
ads She to the mother of tour children:
Tom. whose real estate Job tn a bigger
eft.v peters out tn th* depression, and
who separates from his wife. Mary Etta,
secretary to a big ahot. shen she re­
fuses to give up her Job and go with
him to the smaller town.
Alev, who can't get a Job and runs
around with a divorcee, but lately has
become interested In Lou Knlitht. the
town drunk's daughter whom he has tak­
en to his mother's home when her fa­
ther died rescuing a crippled boy tn
a lire
Shirley, whose marriage to Jalrd New-
sum at length takes place when they
scrape up enough money to buy a ham­
burger stand, though Ma Newsum want­
ed him to marry Connie Mays, the bank­
er's daughter.
Kathleen, who despite herself, to be­
coming Interested in Ritchie Graham, a
newcomer, also a newspaperman Kath­
leen does not approve her father and
Ritchie's Hghttng with Mays. She's a
very unhappy girl.
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CHAPTER XXI— Continued
Ritchie Graham was the fishbone
CHAPTER XXIII
It was just ten when she heard in Kathleen's throat
How Hig I Ant!
Alec's step. He was whistling as he
Ruth Yates, "dear Ruthie,” had
Gene Mays would be in a killing
It was prettily devised of Aesop:
came down the street. Laura's heart him in tow. They had come to Mari­ mood. So would Ruthie. But some­
The fly silt upon the axle-tree of
caught. Alec hadn’t arrived home gold Gardens with three other cou­ how Kathleen could not work up any
the chariot-wheel, and said, What
with a whistle for months.
ples and were apparently having a lather over that She followed Ritch­
a dust do 1 raise.—Bacon.
“Hi, Mom. how’s tricks and splendid evening. Kathleen thought ie without a word down the grav­
SEWING t int I E PATTERN UKPT.
where's everybody?" was his greet­ she had never seen anything so dis­ eled drive and across the road.
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Calif.
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gustingly blah as Ruth. But Ritchie There was a moon. Fantastically
Enclose IS cents tor each pattern.
"Where have you been all day?” appeared to have a sweet tooth. huge and golden above the brooding
Laura demanded. “After all—”
I'attern No.
Every time he smiled at Ruth, Kath­ cotton fields. Honeysuckle tangled
"Working,”
interrupted
Alec. leen felt like clawing.
And she in the fence corners.
Name .
Achingly
"Don’t drop dead," he went on, "but couldn't even flatter herself that he sweet The orchestra pursued them
Address
I’ve got a job. What a job!"
was doing it deliberately to annoy from a distance with the plaintive
He laughed, but Laura noticed her. He didn't seem to know Kath­ love song. Ritchie sang the words In
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that his black eyes gleamed. "Yes?” leen was on earth. Once when Gene a soft, deep, caressing voice that
she prompted.
Mays danced her quite close. Kath­ was ‘treachery to her throbbing
"Behold in me.” he announced leen sang out something impudent senses.
with a swagger. "Grocer Kenne- about what a small world it is after
Empty Talk
day's hired hand."
all. But Ritchie only looked at her "Love is the sweetest thing,
No mortal has a right to wag
"Alec!"
as if he had a vague recollection of
his tongue, much leas wag his j>en,
What else on earth could ever
? A General Quiz
“Sure. I’m the grocer boy now at having seen her somewhere before
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bring
without saying something -Car­
ten dollars a week, delivering let­ and turned back to Ruth with ev­
Such happiness to everything as
lyle.
The
Queetione
tuce and cabbage and what not at ery evidence of eagerness. It was
love's old story?"
1. What is a jury-rigged ship?
the back doors of all the best houses then Kathleen ground her teeth,
2. Whut is the unit of lumber
in town. If you don’t believe me
ACHING-STIFF-SORE
Kathleen simply could not bear it
"I never dreamed I could be this
measurement called a board foot?
order a flock of goods tomorrow and way about a girl." said Gene Mays that Ritchie should sing like that
3. What was the first place in
watch me do my stuff.”
along with everything else.
in a strange hoarse voice.
the
British colonies in America to
Laura laughed hysterically. Alec
"Don't!” she cried fiercely.
Kathleen's pulses stirred. After
of all people clerking in a cheap all, he was Eugene Mays. The town
have slaves?
For Quick Relief - Rub (>n
Ritchie turned and looked down at
4. What Canadian province ex­
grocery store!
Alec who had prize! The guy girls had tried and her. And the hand that held his
tends along the border from New
dreamed of doing tremendous things tried to land. Only to get the old cigarette was not quite steady.
in a huge way.
York to Minnesota?
ax for their pains.
“I suppose that uncouth Mays cub
"Darling.” she gasped between
5. In Greek mythology what was
"If it’s any news to you," he said represents all the things you think
gurgles, "please excuse it But this
the name of the monster with 100
resentfully, “you've got me stand­ you want from life," he said abrupt­
is so sudden.”
eyes?
ing on my ear.”
ly-
He grinned. "You ought to see
6. What is a bowdlerized novel?
Father of Mischief
Her lips quivered. "Perhaps."
Kathleen smiled, "You look aw-
me in a white apron slicing liver-
7. Who was the financier of the
It (gambling) is the child of
Ritchie
made
a
sudden
violent
ges
­
fully cunning on an ear."
wurst”
American Wur of Independence?
avarice, the brother of iniquity,
“Have a heart,” he groaned. "It ture. "You are not in love with
Laura choked. And then sudden-
8. Who made the Gibson girl and the father of mischief.—
him."
lv she realized that Alec was not may be fun for you. but it's bell on
famous?
George Washington.
"I'm not?"
laughing any more. His young face
9. The "Hundred duys" nre
Ritchie stared at her and there
was set and a little white.
usually associated with whom?
was a flame back of his gray eyes. IT IS just like big sister's, that is
"I’ve been an awful fool.” he said
"Kathleen!” he Said and again his * why this jerkin, skirt and blouse
huskily. “Whining because I couldn't
The Antuitrt
voice made a poem of her name. outfit will be so dear to the heart
tackle mountains. Pitying myself
1. One rigged for temporary
Little ripples of emotion surged of your teen-age daughter I She'll
and running you crazy, I guess.
through her, strange Impulses that enjoy starting off to school in it— service.
Going to the devil because the world
2. One foot by one foot by one
swayed her like a slender palm in the jerkin buttoned down the side,
refused to let me set it afire. But
the clutch of a tropical wind. “What the skirt smoothly flaring and the inch.
I’m through with all that, see? Go­
3. Jamestown, Va.
are you going to do about it?" he blouse fresh and clean I Pattern
ing to be a man if I can—and I
4. Ontario.
demanded.
No. 1296-B is the kind you know you
think I can.”
3. Argus.
can't go wrong with.
You can
"I don’t know what you mean.”
Laura's heart leaped.
6. An expurgated novel.
make the skirt and jerkin in a
"Don't you?”
“I’m paying Lou’s board. Moth­
7. Robert Morris.
long wearing corduroy, tweed,
He
leaned
toward
her
and
she
be
­
er.”
8. Charles Dana Gibson.
gan to tremble wildly. Everything plaid wool or gabardine and make
“You don’t need to do that, Alec.”
9. Napoleon. (The interval bc-
up
a
set
of
blouses
in
washable
in her reached out to him. Furi­
“I know, but I want to. God
tween his entry into Paris after
ously..
knows why, but she thinks I'm the
his escape from Elba and his de­
"I can’t give you anything but
best cut So I’ve sort of got to
parture after his alxhcation. March
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love,
”
sang
Ritchie
under
bis
try to be, haven’t I?"
10 to June 28, 1815.)
breath.
"Yes,
Laura swallowed bard.
The song was trite and silly but
Alec."
A gift within a gift is the new
it didn't sound that way when Ritch­
<
my
“And I drew five dollars of
Christmas eift humidor package
ie sang it.
Kathleen's hands
salary tn advance. Get her some
of Prince Albert Smoking Tobacco
clenched.
decent shoes. Mother, Next week
now being featured at local deal­
What
’
ll
You
Give
maybe I can manage enough for a
“After all, my wife won't really
ers. —
■
The ■ handsome
wrapping of
"What are you taking for your this package
starve, Kathleen.”
dress.”
ackage conceals a real gf
glass
dyspepsia?"
think
Laura's breath caught “I
"No,” she said passionately.
humidor
._ filled with Prince ...
Albi
aert.
"Make
me
an
offer.
”
I can fix up some of Kathleen's for
The humidor is a welcome gift for
“You'll manage to keep a roof of
any pipe-smoker—not to mentum
her.”
sorts over her head. And if she’s
"Nobody,” says a writer, "has the cfioice tobacco inside it. Prince
“Gee. will you. Mother?" Alec’s
extremely clever about using up ev­
face was radiant
ery scrap of stale bread for pudding any use for the man with cold Albert also is available in the
one pound tin. specially wrapped
"You’re dancing this with me.”
Laura sat very still. But a pulse
and stoking the furnace on rejection feet.” How about the people who as a gift. Take care of the pipe­
throbbed In her throat. And inside
slips and sponging last year's Pan­ make hot-water bottles?
Silence a Friend
smokers on your Christmas list
she breathed a little grateful prayer me. The way you throw me for a ama so that it'll do for another sea­
Silence is a true friend who
with
Prince
Albert
—
The
National
I
to the God who watches over the fall every time I open my mouth.” son, she'll probably live happy ever
Joy Smoke.—Adv.
never betrays.—Confucius.
Wouldn't Think So
"Do 1?" she queried innocently.
sons of mothers.
afterward.”
"Will you join me in a cup of
"You know damned well you do.”
Ritchie looked down at her and tea?”
CHAPTER XXII
She laughed. "Maybe Fm bad dope his face was white and very stern.
"Will there be room for both of
for you," she suggested. “Perhaps
“Your values are confused, Kath­ us?”
“Where's Lou?” Alec stood in the you’d better leave me lie."
leen. They're backfiring.”
"Listen,” he said fiercely, “I'll
doorway.
That's Sure
“I’m determined not to have a
“1 t< ant tn know uhnl I'm belt fitted
“She went up to her room and make you take me seriously if I rush of glamour to the brain and
I’ve an idea she’s crying her eyes have to break a tooth or something." spend the rest of my life regretting for. Should I go to a pa I mitt or a mind
reader ?"
Kathleen smothered a yawn. it”
out” said Laura. “But you might
When you lake Smith Brothen Cough Drops,
"Better choote a pal mitt— you know
"You’re dancing this with me,”
see for yourself. M
"I could make you forget false
Sou get Vitamin A at no eitra com . Smith
you've got a palm."
Alec went almost shyly up the said a voice at Kathleen’s elbow.
gods.”
Irotben-Black or Menthol-Mill com only H.
A
"Is zat so?” growled Gene Mays.
stairs.
He took a quick step toward her
Smith Bros. Cough Drops are the
Ritchie did not even look at him. and her heart cried out. If he caught Free, a Grand Cook Book
"It’s Alec, Lou," he said. His
only drops containing VITAMIN A
"Aren’t you taking a lot for grant­ her in his arms, she was lost She
I
voice held a note Laura bad never
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Vitamin A (Carotene) raises the retiMance of
“I don’t think so," murmured be crushed against Ritchie's breast City, have prepared a cook book
mucous membranes of nose and throat to
night.”
b cold infections, when lack of reviM-
.
“Gee. you’ve been crying,” said Ritchie and held out his arms.
"Please,” she whispered.
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Alec. "I'm sorry.”
She had the perverse desire to
Only deep within she did not real­ recipes for those who bake at
Lou's wan little face quivered. hurt him the way he was always ly crave mercy of him.
home. It may be had absolutely
“You needn’t stay away all day to­ hurting her without even trying. She
Hardy Eskimo Dogs
“Don't worry,” cried Ritchie in a free by dropping a post card to
the worst blizzards, it is not un­
morrow.” she whispered, “just be­ wondered why he mattered so much. cold, inflexible voice. “I want you. Standard Brands at the above ad­
Although Eskimo dogs prefer to common for them to freeze to the
cause you can’t bear to have me It had no rhyme or reason. But he It's queer that I never wanted any dress, requesting that it be mailed and usually do sleep outdoors in ground and be snowed under suf- •
around. I don’t want to run you did.
Throat tightening, Kathleen woman this way before. I don’t to you.—Adv.
the coldest weather and aven in flciently to die of suffocation.
f
out of your own house. I'll leave, slipped into Ritchie's arms while Hot know why you tear me to pieces or
honest, right away.”
Shot Mays stared after them with a how it happens that in all the world
“You’ve got me wrong, Lou," said scowl.
you’re the one my heart cannot re­
Alec. “I don't feel like that about
“I didn’t suppose you could tear sist. But I don’t want even you at
you. I like you. Better than any yourself away from the syrup pitch­ the cost of my self-respect and
THEY
girl I ever knew.”
er,” she remarked.
yours. I could take you, Kathleen,
He heard her catch her breath.
Ritchie looked down at her with if I would, here and now. I could
HAVE SUCH
“You’re not just saying that—be­ lazy, sardonic gray eyes and Kath­ set you afire with kisses, Hold you
A WELCOME
cause—you’re sorry for me?”
leen’s heart ran up and down a wild till you begged me never to let you
FLAVOR.
INEVER
Somehow he had her small trem­ chromatic scale.
go.”
YOU AND ME
bling hand. “Look at me, Lou.”
“You don’t want me, but you hate
GET TIRED OF
“It isn't true.”
GOTH. CAMELS
Her eyes lifted to his.
to think someone else might,” he re­
"But I don’t want you that way,
SMOKING CAMELS
ARE MILDER, TOO—
"You’re so sweet,” he whispered marked.
Kathleen. I'm a quixotic fool, I
and stooped and kissed her.
She colored furiously. “So I’m a take advantage of nobody. I love
LESS NICOTINE
dog in the manger, along with a you. I think you love me too in
"Oh!"
IN THE SMOKE
Lou's little face flooded with burn­ bad-tempered brat and a mercenary spite of yourself. But you’ll proba­
ing color.
little beast," she summarized with bly break both our hearts with your
"Some day,” said Alec, “maybe bitterness.
half-baked misconceptions of what
I’ll be some of the things you think
"Yes,”
agreed
Ritchie
and life's all about. Would you rather I
me. But in the meanwhile—oh, Lou, laughed, She could have slapped let you strictly alone?” he asked.
go on believing in me.”
him.
She hesitated. Ritchie stared at
“I couldn’t not believe in you, Al­
To her horror Kathleen found her her with caustic gray eyes. He was
ec,” she whispered, “because you’re eyes threatened with tears. She proud and, as he had said, quixotic.
looked hastily away. But Ritchie He did not force his love on any
you.”
And then she closed the door and must have seen, for his arms sud­ woman.
Alec went off to his own room to denly tightened about her and a
"You’re right,” she said unsteadi­
THE SMOKE OF SLOWER-BURNING CAMELS CONTAINS
crRwl into bed beside Tom. But Alec thrill cut her heart in two.
ly. “You do something to me. You
did not go to sleep at once.
“Come outside, Kathleen,” he said have from the first. Maybe it’s love.
"Probably everybody will laugh," in a low voice. "There should be a Maybe it’s biological. I don't know
he told himself. "But I’ll beat the moon if there isn’t—and I’ve some­ —but I hate it. Probably you could
face off the first ape who sneers thing to say to you."
sweep me off my balance If you
than the average of the 4 other largest-selling cigarettes
liked. And for a while it might be
at her.”
• ••••••
tested—less than any of them—according to independent
heaven in your arms. But it wouldn’t
Kathleen was dancing with Gene
last Love doesn't. Some day I'd
scientific tests of the smoke itself!
Mays and pretending to be breath­
wake up and know I’d cheated my­
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lessly absorbed by his determined
self for the kind of thrill that soon
........
efforts to flatter her off her feet
burns out. I’d never forgive either
; Begin thte ta* «tory to*'*
Actually she was not absorbed at
of us. Never!”
all either in him or his compli­
He walked away without a word.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
ments.
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