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INSTALLMENT NINETEEN— The Story So
Laura Maguire ia wife to Mike, happy-
go-lucky editor and mayor of Covington,
whom banker Mays tries to ruin and of
fers a (10.000 bribe to stop exposure of
a bad banking deal. She is mother to
tour children. Ill treated by the de
pression :
Kathleen, society editor for her fa
ther. who criticises his quixotic slap
ping of Mays at the expense of the fam
ily purse. She Is in love with Ritchie
e
CHAPTER XXIX—Continued
"Love!” Laura laughed—a queer,
strained sound. "What do you know
of love? Wait till you’ve lived with
a man a quarter of a century. And
borne him his children. Walked
through the shadow of death at his
side and drunk of his strength.
Grown older clinging to him. find
ing comfort and peace against his
heart Always first with him as he
is with you. Wait till you've grown
so deeply into your mate he’s part
of you. Till it almost frightens you
when you think how much he means
to you. Then you will know about
love. Love like mine and Mike's."
Kathleen stared at Laura. As if
she were a stranger. Someone she
had never seen before. Laura's face
went very white.
"And now you think he’s killed
himself. To leave me his insur
ance.*’
"He took his revolver with him
when he left the office," said Ritchie
huskily.
Laura's slender shoulders were
rigid. Mike would never kill him
self to leave me money. He knows
that to me be is ail the riches of the
Indies, and without him I'm a bro
ken vase.”
Kathleen was weeping. Bitter, ag
onized tears. Laura made a tre
mendous effort and went over to her.
"It's going to be all right, dar
ling. *’
"Kathleen took her mother’s hand
and laid it against her cheek.
"I didn’t understand," she sobbed,
"I know,1 said Laura. “Youth
doesn’t It has so dreadfully much
to learn, But you must not suffer
like this, Mike could not break your
heart or mine. It isn’t him.”
The telephone rang sharply. When
Laura came slowly back to the liv
ing room, her eyes had a queer
startled expression.
"Mike has been down at the bank
for hours. Locked up with the di
rectors and the state bank exam
iner,” she said, and then went on
as if she were a little awed. "Dona
hue Investment Brokers did not open
for business this morning. They’ve
failed to the tune of twenty million
dollars.”
"Donahue!" ejaculated Ritchie.
"The concern in which Eugene Mays
was involved?"
"Eugene Mays is dead,” said Lau
ra. "He blew his brains out ten
minutes ago when they told him that
his bank doors had to dose.”
"Mays’ personal fortune is com-
pletely gone. The crazy fool gam-
bled the last dime he had on earth
trying to recoup his losses.”
The Maguires were at dinner. All
of them. Shirley and Jaird had
hired someone to look after their
place for the evening. Tom and
Mary Etta had driven over after
Alec and Lou. Mike had brought
Ritchie home from the office with
him. It was Mike who was som
berly reviewing the extent of the
disaster.
"Apparently Mays has been on the
verge of ruin for months. That's
why he snatched at such a desperate
chance as the Donahue scheme. And
it ripped him open.”
"And wrecked the town with him,”
added Tom bitterly.
"Not quite,” explained Mike. He
grinned.
"A great many people
seem to have read the Clarion. Even
if our revenues did drop fifty per
cent after I attacked Mays. Depos
itors have been drawing their money
out of his institution like fury for
the past six weeks. The bank ex
aminer told me he had never seen
anything like it”
CHAPTER XXX
Laura smiled at her husband,
"Why don’t you break down and
confess that Covington has one
peach of a Lord Mayor, and knows
it?”
Kathleen saw the look that passed
between them. And her eyes misted
with tears. How could she have been
so blind to the beautiful thing that
existed between her father and her
mother? Love so perfect it needed
no words or gestures. Understand
ing so deep it was as natural as the
air they breathed.
"Thank goodness," said Alec fer
vently, "Mr. Swearingen took your
articles to heart. Dad. Or rather
Lou did,” he found her small hand
and pressed it. "She never gave
either of us a minute’s peace till he
got our little wad out of Maya’
bank.”
Mike smiled at his newest daugh
ter-in-law and Lou smiled back at
him, a shy nervous little smile, but
very sweet
Laura, looking down the long
crowded table at Lou’s small bliss
ful face, thought that God works in
a mysterious way His wonders to
perform. Such a fragile little an
chor! Yet she held Alec as nothing
else could. Because she believed in
him and needed him.
Mike regarded his older son some
what anxiously.
"I hope Colonel Shoup didn’t act
blades
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Graham, newspaper aid of her father,
but won’t admit it.
Instead she en
gaged herself to Mays' son. but breaks
the engagement tn a few days.
Tom. who had separated from his
wife when he had to move from the
bigger city to get a Job.
Mary Etta
held on to her secretary job and started
to divorce. But Laura brought the two
together.
Alec, who secretly married the town
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drunk's daughter. Lou Knight, after ha
had taken her to his mother's house
when her father died rescuing a crip
pled boy tn a Are.
Shirley, married at last to Jatrd New-
sum. who also was out of work, but the
couple pawn their things, buy a ham
burger stand.
Maya kills himself and the bank closee
when his erookednesa comes to light
Laura and Kathleen discuss love.
That Na^çfing
Backache
May Warn of Disordered
Kidney Action
the goat and stick to Mays to the
bitter end. Or did he? He's never
liked me a lot Says I go off half-
cocked as often as not”
Tom grinned. '"The Colonel may
be stubborn but he’s not a donkey.
He fumed around a lot when you
began to spout about the bank, And
he cut out advertising with you. For
spite or something. But when you
opened up on the Donahue deal, the
Colonel weakened. And he kept on
weakening until last week he trans
ferred all the money hi had in the
world to a safety deposit vault. And
It’s there stilL
Thanks to you.
Incidentally I’ve orders to resume
our old business relations with the
Clarion. We’ll want our regular dai
ly ads with the full Sunday spreads.*
Mike sniggered.
" 'S funny how the folks have
suddenly decided practically in one
afternoon that they can’t do without
me or the Clarion. They’ve been
shooting advertising contracts and
renewals at us so fast and furiously
since noon darned if the staff isn’t
about to have the jitters."
Kathleen drew a long breath, "I
guess after all,” she said in an un-
even voice, "a reputation for un-
Impeachable integrity is more pre
cious than dividends. Banks may
break and investment brokers go
flooey, but a good name goes on
and on."
Mike's boyish face looked sudden
ly very gay and young. "Does that
mean you've got over your peeve
at your blundering old Daddy, Kit
ten?" he asked.
He laughed, but his eyes were not
laughing. Kathleen leaned over un
til her shoulder brushed his.
“I always adored you,” she whis
pered. “Only I—lost my way—I'm
back on the tracks for good this
time. And I—I love you.”
Mike squeezed her hand.
Kathleen with a shiver glanced
down the table at her mother. Laura
was wearing the ecru organdy. Her
face was a little thinner. It had
been a trying summer. But her
clear brown eyes were strangely
beautiful. Serene, unclouded, light
ed by a deep and abiding happiness.
She and Mike had built their house
on the eternal verities. And although
the tempest had whistled above
them, the house had stood.
"Great Scott, in all the shooting
I forgot about Ritchie!” exclaimed
Mike. "He’s taken an awful jolt
By Jove, I don’t know how he’s
ever going to hold up bis bead
again.”
"What’s happened to Ritchie?” de
manded Kathleen in a fierce little
voice. She glared at her father,
"And I don’t think it’s funny of you
to laugh if it's as bad as you say."
"Help! Help!” Mike flung up his
hands and gave Ritchie a mock
pleading glance. "Call off the kit
ten before she claws me to pieces
over a younger handsomer man.”
Kathleen blushed furiously and
Ritchie laughed. He fussed at his
necktie.
"It isn’t really bad,” he said, but
he looked as if he wished he could
crawl into a hole. “It's about those
articles I sent the agent in New
York. He—er—I guess maybe the
big publishers aren't as yellow as I
thought. Anyway he's sold the whole
series,” he concluded miserably.
"for more money than I expected
to see in five years."
"That’s just it,” cried Mike,
laughing till the tears ran down his
cheeks. "Ritchie was all set to
starve in an attic for truth's sweet
sake. And now darned if he isn't
on his way to becoming a bloated
plutocrat.”
Ritchie's mouth twisted. "Fate's
like that," he said. "It overwhelms
you with the success you don’t want
and slaps you down when it comes
to the things you do.”
Ritchie's glance met Kathleen's.
Her gray eyes were hard and In
scrutable. She looked away with a
Christmas Baking Begins With Luscious Fruit Cuke!
sharp ache stabbing at her heart.
"Maybe Ritchie has got over want
(See Recipes Below.)
ing me.” she thought, her eyes sting
ing.
Holiday Fare
THIS WEEK’S MENU
"I want to talk to you, Kathleen,”
said Ritchie after dinner in a harsh
Christmas is something pretty
Clear Vegetable Broth
1 peremptory voice.
special, I'm sure you'll agree, and
"Yes. Ritchie."
Lamb Shanks
Lima Beans
as such deserves something pretty
Meekly Kathleen followed him special in the way of food. To my
Mashed Potatoes
i down the path which led around the notion the fruit cakes and plum pud
Grated Carrot-Pineapple Salad
house to the grape arbor at the back. din's are that special something
| The July night was breathlessly still.
Muffins
Beverage
with their handsome brown, fruity
So still Kathleen thought Ritchie richness and delectable flavors.
Queen's Bread Pudding
must hear the painful throb of her
The charm of both these kinds of
pulses.
H teaspoon salt
delicacies lies in their ripened,
"I broke my engagement to Gene
1 cup margarine
mellowed flavors
Mays this morning,” she said at
1 cup sugar
which comes only
last in a small tremulous voice.
S egg whites
with proper aging
"I know,” drawled Ritchie with
1 tablespoon lemon juice
when the spices,
out looking at her. "When I got
Cut fruits and peels in thin slices
fruits, nuts and
back to the office, he'd been calling
butter blend Mix cherries and ginger with 1
for you every five minutes.
He
cup flour and toss
themselves
into
seemed to think he could force you
lightly. Cream
mysterious good
to marry him or the like of that.
margarine
with
ness. So bake the
But I disabused him of the idea.”
*4 cup sugar. Sift
fruit cakes and
His underjaw made a hard line.
together flour,
puddings in ad
"He won’t bother you again.”
baking powder
vance and give them a chance to
"It was never really an engage acquire their best In flavor,
and salt and beat
ment,” she whispered. "He didn't
into batter. Add
While you're about the big busi-
even kiss me. Not once. I couldn't
floured fruits and
oess of making a fruit cake, bake
let him.”
nuts
and
mix
I
thoroughly.
Add lem-
several small cakes in small glass
She heard Ritchie catch his breath
or pottery dishes to give as gifts. on juice to egg whites and beat
sharply but he said nothing.
Gaily decorated with sprigs of holly until stiff Add remaining sugar and
"I never grew up until today,”
and mistletoe and holiday ribbons beat until I smooth. Fold into batter
she told him, her voice breaking on
Turn into greased tube pans lined
they make a perfect gift.
a sob. "Not until I realized what I
with waxed paper and bake in a
Dark Fruit Cake.
might have done to Mike. I’ve been
slow (325 degree) oven for 3 hours
(Yields 10 to 12 pounds)
so blind. Ritchie. All confused and
To my mind there’s nothing quite
12 eggs
mixed up. I don’t deserve that you
so festive as the plum pudding
4 cups sifted flour
should bother with me. Ever. But
brought flaming to the table, and
2 cups butter
I—I—”
served with a rich sauce.
1 pound brown sugar
He turned swiftly.
His arms
I’lum Pudding.
2 pounds raisins
caught her up. Crushed her tn him.
(Makes 3(4 pounds)
2 pounds currants
He had always been her private
1 cup suet
1 pound pecans
lightning. He always would be. His
1 cup molasses
pound
citron
1
kisses taught her passion and ecsta
2 cups bread crumbs
1 pound almonds
sy. An almost Intolerable ecstasy.
3 eggs, unbeaten
teaspoon
each,
nutmeg,
cinna
1
Cheat her? Love! Kathleen knew if
1 cup raisins
mace
mon,
she lived forever she could not be
1 cup currants
Vi cup lemon juice
grateful enough for the aching rap
1 cup flour
canned
peach
juice
*4
cup
ture of Ritchie’s arms, his kisses.
1 teaspoon each, cinnamon, nut
glass
jelly
(blackberry,
6-ounce
This moment was worth anything it
meg. cloves
currant or grape)
cost Ever.
1 tablespoon flavoring
■4
cup
cream
"Sweetheart!” whispered Ritchie.
1 cup milk
"I love you!” cried Kathleen.
Wash and dry raisins and cur
1 teaspoon soda
On the veranda Laura leaned rants. Blanch almonds, drain and
Mix well the suet and molasses.
back against Mike's arm. She was cut with pecans into quarters. Cut
Add bread crumbs and mix in eggs
thinking, as mothers do, of her citron into thin slices, Place fruit
one at a time. Add raisins and
brood. They had been menaced, in large mixing bowl, Sift flour,
currants mixed with the flour and
Each of them, even her mate. But measure and sift with spices and
spices, then flavoring. Mix in milk
mix
with
fruits
until
they were safe this night, her ehil-
well-coated. and soda dissolved in 1 cup boiling
dren and her lover, They had come Cream butter and sugar, add beaten water. Grease mold, put in pud
out on the other side of the storm eggs and jelly. Stir in flour and ding Vi full and seal tight. Place in
clouds. There were rainbows ip the fruit alternately with fruit juice first, kettle of boiling water on a trivet
then cream.
skies.
or a rack and have the water come
"Life is pretty grand after all.”
Line pans with heavy waxed pa half way around the mold. Steam
said Laura out of her deep content per and butter slightly. Fill pans for three hours. Serve hot.
Michael Maguire chuckled as his almost to the top. Bake small loaf
An excellent dessert for Christ
arm tightened about her.
cakes 3 to 3*4 hours at 275 degrees. mas time or winter time is this old
"It is,” he said, "because you've Bake large loaf cakes 4 to 4’4 hours fashioned suet pudding much akin
always played it that way."
at 250 degrees. Cool.
I
to the plum pudding:
(THE END1
Cool cakes on I a rack. When cool,
Hurt Pudding.
wrap in heavy waxed paper and
(Serves 10)
store tightly.
1 cup suet, chopped fine
If you prefer the lighter fruit
1 cup molasses
cakes, why not try this less rich
1 cup bread crumbs
but just as elegant cousin of the
Vi cup evaporated milk, mixed
Dark Fruit Cake:
with
Light Fruit Cake.
Vi cup water
1 *4 cups flour
(Makes 314 to 4 pounds)
1 teaspoon cinnamon
114 pounds mixed crystallized
1 teaspoon salt
fruits (cherries, pineapple, etc.)
1 ccp raisins or currants or pre
Vi pound mixed lemon, orange,
served fruit
citron peels
Mix all dry ingredients together,
*/, pound blanched, chopped al
add fruit, then suet and milk. Turn
monds
into greased pudding mold, cups or
18 maraschino cherries
cans, cover tightly with greased pa
*4 cup diced preserved ginger
per or fitted covers. Place on a
2'4 cups flour
rack in a kettle of boiling water
1 teaspoon baking powder
which comes half way up to the
molds. Cover kettle and steam 3
hours if in a mold, or 1 hour if in
LYNN SAYS:
In the vast expanse of the South
cups. Serve with fytrd sauce or
Pacific Karen Waterson felt as
Plum Pudding Sauce.
Christmas
wouldn't
dc
Christ
out of place as snow on a straw
Sauce is to pudding as stuffing is
mas if you didn't have good
hat. But John Colt, her lawyer,
to the turkey so make it good, For
things like fruit cake and plum
had convinced her she was heir
steamed puddings
puddin’ on hand. But since these
a hard sauce fla-
ess to the island of Alakoa, and
V
take lots of time to make, plan
vored with what-
he was determined to get it for
to be in the process of making
ever you desire
them for several days so one day
her. Incidentally, John was in
is excellent. If
By A/an LeMay
won
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t
tire
you
out.
love with Karen.
you'd like a hot,
Fruits and nuts can be cut and
The struggle to wrest the fertile little isle from Richard
golden-hued sauce meltingly deli-
<
chopped several days in advance
cious here’s one that’s tops:
Wayne and his half brothers makes interesting reading, es
since they usually involve consid
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pecially so after Wayne falls in love with the young lady.
If you like mystery with your romance this is the story
for you.
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When putting the batter in the
pans be sure that the corners
are well filled with batter so
you’ll get a nice looking cake or
pudding
Store the cake or pudding in a
cool dry place. Have it tightly
covered preferably in a tin con
tainer. Sound apples may be kept
in the container itself to keep
cake or pudding moist, but must
be replaced if they become de
cayed or shriveled.
Plum Pudding Sauce.
Vi cup butter
1 cup powdered sugar
2 tablespoons cider or
1 tablespoon other flavoring
2 eggs
V4 cup rich milk
Cream butter and powdered sug-
ar. Add cider or flavoring, then
well-beaten egg yolks. When well
mixed, stir in milk. Cook in double
boiler until thick as custard, then
gradually pour in beaten egg whites,
beating constantly.
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