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(Cherry) Reeling*, an orphan al Saint
Dorothea’, convent arhool alnre .he wee
I seven. knows almoat nothing of her early
hlatory but haa gradually realized that
like other girla at the school ahe haa no
family. She queattona whether ahe haa
the right to her lather's name. Judge
Judson Marshbanka and Emma Haskell,
housekeeper tor wealthy Mrs. I'orteous
Porter In San Francisco are her guard
When Cherry Is twenty Ftnma
gets her a secretarial job with Mrs. Por
ter but goes first to the Marshhanks
mansion, meeting the judge's young wile,
Fran, and his rich niece. Amy. daughter
of his brother Fred, now dead. I.tie at
Mrs. Porter's becomes monotonous, and
Cherry Is thrilled when Kelly Coates, an
artist, sends her a hoz of candy. She
Is jealous when he brings Fran to a party
at Mrs. Porter's.
Emma tells Cherry
that her sister Charlotte was Cherry's
Kelly takes Cherry along so
Fran can visit his studio and Cherry
senses that he Is very much tn love with
Fran, but soon he tells Cherry despond
ently Chat Fran has promised the judge
she will not see him any more. Mrs.
Porter dies, leaving Cherry »1.500. and
she learns from Marshbanks that his
brother, Fred, who was Amy’s father,
was also her father. Cherry, much de
pressed. phones Kelly, who lakes her to
his studio and comforts her. They agree
to cheer each other up. She decides to
go to Stanford University and the Judge
suggests she live at Palo Alto with a
As Fran 4s driving her
there. Fran says, "Cherry, I wonder if
you will do something for me.”
Now continue with the story.
"Mother, I didn't know Miss Rawl
ings was here! How do you do? Are
you hungry? What could I offer
you?" said George Pringle.
"How were you ex-es?" asked the
“Repulsive." said Rebecca Prin
gle calmly. Cherry laughed and Re
becca smiled at Cherry and they
immediately liked each other. "It
was all stuff he’d never dreamed of
mentioning to us before." said Re
becca. "But I think I hit some of
it. You’ve been up to school?” she
asked the visitor. "You haven't?
Then I’ll tell you what we’ll do;
we’ll take a run up there now, and
I’ll show you ’round—”
"Oh, but you're tired! I wouldn't
"I'd love it,” Rebecca, whose
manner was goddesslike in its se
renities. said pleasantly. She and
Cherry went out to a battered open
two-seater at the gate and were im
mediately engulfed in a town full of
small cars from which students dan
The college buildings were set in
Told Him So
long cloisters and flower-edged
"What’s in this bottle?” asked the
lawns. When they stopped at the
"It’s only ammonia." stammered co-operative store, boys swarmed
about the car and Rebecca intro
duced them, and Cherr^ could talk
"Oh—is it!” sneered the customs
officer, removing the cork and tak of classes she wanted to visit and of
coaching in a group that was thor
ing a long sniff.
oughly absorbed in the same inter
Altogether when they went back
Dentist—You should have come to to the Pringle house and sat on the
steps in real small-town fashion.
me six months ago.
Patient—I was afraid that I was Cherry was half intoxicated with
happiness and anticipation, and felt
too late. Good-by!
that of all the changing phases of
her life this one promised her the
most contentment and the most to
which to look forward.
She had telephoned Kelly only
once in her life; she thought she
might telephone him legitimately to
night, making an appointment to tell
him of her good fortune. Although
After 37 years in business, she put in the cal) immediately
(selling over 41,000 automo upon reaching home and waited for
biles) our customers demand it until ten o’clock, the number was
as not answering, and
more late model cars than reported
somewhat chilled, she abandoned
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However, two weeks later when
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her spirits to the skies.
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Love, Kelly,” read the message.
Cherry could not answer it but she
was ready and waiting when he
stopped the battered old car at the
gate, and when she settled herself
beside him she would not have
changed places with any woman in
Broadway & E. Madison.
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“Goody!” she said.
"Why ’goody?’ ”
"Because you’re alone.”
“Who’d you think I was bringing?”
"No one special. But it’s more
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Cherry leaned against the rough homespun shoulder of Kelly's coat
and listened dreamily although this talk was mostly about Fran.
"She brought me down to the Prin
gles' to make arrangements and
things. That was on Thursday, two
"I didn’t know Fran was there!"
He was honestly astonished. "Did
she come to see Alice Rasmussen?"
"Well, maybe she didn’t." Again
Cherry must stand corrected about
Instantly the solution oc
curred to her Fran had learned in
some way that Kelly was there, that
by an extraordinary accident he was
the Rasmussens' guest And she had
determined to avoid him.
Perhaps she had made her other
call first and someone there had
happened to mention him. What
ever she had done. Cherry knew she
could believe Kelly now. for his con
sternation at the thought of her hav
ing been so near and his having
missed her was unmistakably gen
This might be her chance to speak
to him of Fran.
"Maybe she didn't want to see
you. Kelly. Maybe she thought it
would be no use,” she offered tim
"I haven't any illusions as to its
being any use. if by ’it’ you mean
my feeling for her.” he answered
decisively, almost savagely, and
there was a silence. After a mo
ment or two he said that he was sor
ry to be so rude, and they talked
by rather awkward degrees of other
things until they were at ease again
But the morning’s gala mood was
hard to recapture, and Cherry felt
something lacking in the beginning
of the day. The bridge and the
Sausalito bills were wreathed and
buried in fog; the picnic turned it
self into a house party. Three or
four friends had been asked to lunch
with Kelly, all bringing picnic con
tributions far more suited to the
woods or the beach than to the liv
Cherry’s cheeks glowed; more
than once the others smiled to hear
her ringing laughter.
"Oh. Kelly." she said ingenuous
ly when they were back beside the
fire again, "it's such glorious fun
here! Why can’t we all stay here al
"All right by me," Kelly said, busy
"It seems so horrible to go out
again into the fog!”
"We’ll give you girls the bed
room," Kelly arranged it, "and we
can go over to the studio and bunk
"Oh, no!” Cherry turned a fire
flushed face toward the room. ”1
was only fooling. I have to be at
Judge Marshbanks' for dinner.”
"We have to go. We’ll take you
over,” said little Mrs. Wilcox.
“No I’m responsible," Kelly told
them. “I brought her here and I’ll
see that she gets back safely."
Cherry leaned against the
rough homespun shoulder of Kel
ly’s coat and listened dreamily
although this talk was mostly
She was deliciously tired after the
long day in the open air. She thought
how she loved him. and how proud
she would be to belong here, in the
front seat of his car. resting against
They reached the Marshbanks
house only too soon for her. and she
said good night and ran up the steps.
Cherry found a comfortable robe,
slippers ant^a nightgown laid out for
her. She was anticipating the com
fort of an hpur’s rest and reading
before Amy arrived when there was
a knock at her door.
A little puzzled, she said "Come
in,” her heart leaping with irration
al terror when the invitation was
accepted by old Mrs. Marshbanks,
the formidable woman who was her
grandmother and Amy’s.
“I hoped I'd find you alone, Miss
Rawlings. I wanted to speak to
you," Dora Marshbanks said. She
advanced to a deep chair, seated
herself and by a slight inclination
of her head indicated that Cherry
was also to be seated.
“I don’t know whether you know,”
the older woman began, with a
steady look, “how definitely I object
to your presence in this house. You
should know, for I've asked my son
to speak to you of it but I have
nc idea that he has carried out my
wishes up to this time.
For a few seconds the words did
not seem to make sense to Cherry;
their shocking import reached her.
in al) its deadly simplicity and she
felt her throat thicken and her hands
“Or has he done so?” demanded
"He—he—No," was ail Cherry
could feebly stammer.
"I thought he hadn't I thought
even the least sensitive person would
hardly come here after any sugges
tion from him. I am no longer the
mistress of this house." said the old
lady, in a sort of cold passion, "but
I am not a cipher yet! 1 am asking
you civilly not to make it a habit
to come here."
Cherry*sat staring at her In a
fascinated horror of silence.
"You know your own history."
said the inflexible voice. "You know
why your presence here is an—an
insult to decency and to me. I bit
terly regret the—circumstances that
have given you what you seem to
consider a right to regard yourself
as a daughter of the house!”
”1 am a daughter of the house!”
Cherry answered, her own words
surprising her as much as they could
possibly have surprised her compan
"How dare you say that!” Mrs.
Marshbanks said sharply.
have absolutely no claim. You have
been well established in life; you
are being cared for now
ful that you don't lose even what
"I am not afraid of losing it, and
I am not afraid of you!” said Cher
ry, at white heat. "1 wiU come to
this house as long as Amy and Fran
and the judge want me! I wish you
would go out of my room! I am
sorry that any blood of yours runs
in my veins!”
"And you think you can go on
with your college work, be asked
about in good society, once your
history is known?” the older woman
demanded, rising. "You think that
Amy will continue to think you the
most charming friend in the world
once she knows that you are her
half sister, that you are the living
reminder of her father's weakness
and immorality. I think you won't
risk that. I think you’ll realize that
only you can keep your own people
from being disgraced in the eyes of
the world. Your own father and your
mother too, you know.”
/’Your own son!” cried Cherry.
"What about Fran’s own son?”
Amy asked, coming in from her
room, tired and cold and blown after
her long ride. "What’s Uncle Jud
done? Why. what’s . . .” She looked
to amazement and concern from one
face to the other. “What is It?" I
she asked. "What were you saying
about Uncle Jud?"
There was a silence while the
three looked at one another. It
seemed to Cherry to last for a long,
“There we stood like statues,”
Cherry said, telling Kelly about it a
few weeks later, "until 1 thought we
must all be frozen! Amy knew some
thing was horribly wrong, and she
kept asking ‘What is it? What is it?’
and old Mrs. Marshbanks was sort
of panting, and she wouldn't say
anything, and I couldn't. And final
ly Amy said: 'I know it’s about un
cle. because 1 heard Cherry say
“You hadn't said so?” Kelly was
lying face down in the fresh, deep
grass now, biting a blade thought
fully; he looked up at her. The sun
was sinking. Below the hill where
Cherry and Kelly were sitting were
the lake and the college buildings
and »eyond them the roofs of Palo
“No, I hadn’t said a word about'
the judge, but I had said 'your
son' and Amy heard that!” Cherry
answered. "That’s the whole trou
ble! That old fiend—that old inqulsi-
tioner—had told me that if I didn't
break off my friendship with Amy,
she’d tell everyone who I was—who
I am, and I said that would mean
her son was in it too!”
“You meant that wouldn't help
her family reputation much?" Kelly
asked, with a faint smile.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
How tolerant we have been of the
French island of Martinique, for two
yeurs thumbing its nose at us with
in bombing distance of the Panama
canal. Is illustrated by u conversa
tion which took place between the
state department's Sam Reber and
treasury department officials.
Reber had gone to Martinique to
negotiate With Vichy Adtnlrul Robert
regarding the airplane carrier,
cruisers and six oil tankers rusting
In Martinique waters. Subsequent
ly, the stutc department announced
that an agreement had been readied
with Admiral Robert whereby these
ships would be turned over to Die
U. S. A Months have passed, how
ever. with no result
After state department envoy
Reber returned, treasury officials
"What about the gold in Marti
nique? Whnt is to become of that'"
They referred to 25 billions of gold
francs still stored In Martinique
"Oh.” replied Iiebcr, "thut didn't
"Wasn't II even mentioned?”
asked treasury officials, who remem
bered how France had defaulted on
her debts from World War I, still
owing us several billion dollars
"No," replied Reber, "did you
think it would be safer up here?"
"Well, it certainly isn’t very safe
down there." countered the treasury.
"We decided." replied Reber,
"that we didn't want to do anything
which might infringe on the sov
ereignty of France "
That ended the matter. The gold
Is still in Martinique, und Admiral
Robert, who apparently isn't much
impressed by the subtleties of state
department apjieasement, has con
tinued to thumb' his nose at the
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PAY BEFORE PATRIOTISM
War Production board officials tell
of a heavy snow-and-slcet storm that
blanketed Seattle and left the Boeing
Aircraft plant snowbound, unable
to operate for two days. By the end
of the week roads had been opened,
and Boeing broadcast a back-to-work
Men came to the gates of the plant,
but stopped there. And they de
clined to go further until they could
be assured of receiving time-and-a-
half pay for week-end work.
"But you haven't put in 40 hours
this week,” officials retorted.
The men stood their ground, how
ever, and Boeing officials telephoned
Washington for advice. They talked
with Madame Perkins, who ruled
that nothing should be allowed to
interfere with production and that
the men should be paid.
C. U. S. department chiefs have
asked for the deferment of very few
government workers, but local draft
boards, acting on their own, have
deferred a tremendous number sim
ply because they worked for the gov
C. The diplomatic «nvoys of Hondu
ras, Costa Rica, Salvador, Guate
mala, and Nicara/ua soon will be
come ambassadors extraordinary in
stead of minister» plenipotentiary.
This would give al1 Good Neighbor
diplomats the rank of ambassador
except Haiti and th«< Dominican Re
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of Australia, Canadr and New Zea
C Figures for accidents on the home
front continue to be almost as tragic
as war casualties. NeA Dearborn of
the National Safety Couici) says that
93,000 Americans wer» killed and
9,300,000 injured last y« ar.
<1 Of the 26 British cam» ra men who
filmed General Montgon cry’s "Des
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wounded and six taken p isoner . . .
The film is Imperfect a id hard on
the eyes because it was tsken under
battle conditions. But it Is a great
story of British heroism.
«.Only American journalist to visit
the Japs' secret naval bate, Truk,
is Willard Price.
In his book,
"Pacific Adventure," he see oped the
world on Japan's surreptitkus plans
to dominate the Pacific fro<n Truk
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