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Tuesday, January 23, 1923
THE HEPPNER HERALD, HEPPNER, OREGON
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TheJOY
of
LIVING
SIDNEY GORING
Illustration by Ellsworth Young
Copyright 1922 by Sidney Gewir.g
(Continued from page three)
My Dearest Da1jy: I arrived here safe
ly, and already I'm quite one of the fam
ily. Aunt Erythea. likes me much better
than she thought she would; she is very
nice and kind, and I have a lovely bed
room. I am enjoying myself very much
at Jervaulx. (That's all perfectly true.)
Cousin Alexander Is awfully interesting,
and I like hearing him talk about Man
churia. He Is a gentleman, and one feels
he Is really good, and that makes me
respect him.
I'm awfully sorry I made such a fuss
about coming here, but I never thought I
should have such a lovely time as I'm
having. So you needn't worry about me,
because I'm going to be quite happy.
Tour loving daughter,
AIMEE.
P. S. In case you thought of coming
over to see me soon, I ought to mention
that the whole place is simply devastated
with mumps. Of course it's quite all
right for me, because I've had them.
Georgina emitted a moan.
"A very proper Jetter," said Almee,
affixing a stamp to the envelope, with
a determined thump. "One should
always consider one's parents, and
spare them pain. And that postscript
is a touch of genius; the only thing
in the universe Dad is afraid of is
mumps. He hasn't had them, and he
says they are a formidahle affliction
to the aged, and very undignified.
And it's quite true; I saw five children
at Stanhoe with mumps this after
noon. I should hate to tell a fib.
Unless," she added, wrinkling her
smooth brow, "it became absolutely
necessary."
She moved toward the window.
"Aimee!" cried Georgina, starting
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"Aimeel" Cried Georgina.
up panic-stricken. "You're not? going !
Are you serious about this?"
"Not a bit. And don't you be, ei
ther," said Almee, as she clicked off
the switch of the electric. "See you
tomorrow If I can. Good night, old
thing."
The room was plunged in darkness,
vand there was a scraping sound at the
E -inflow.
"Almee!" gasped Georgina wildly.
fumbling round the wall for the
switch. It was some time before she
found it, and when she turned it on
the room was empty.
"Almee!" cried Georgina, leaning out
of the window.
. There came a sudden thumping on
the bedroom door.
"Aimeel" said the stern voice of
Lady Erythea. "Why Is your light on
at this hour? What are you moving
about for? Is anything wrong r
uJf3-2o AZ' f" smu tleorglna,
cho"king, "n-n-noth!ng much."
. "Extinguish your light instantly,
and go to sleep I"
With shaking fingers Georgina
'turned off the switch, and undressed
pathetically in the dark. She Crept
Into bed and thought of Alexander
the one touch of untroubled calm on
the waters of Jervaulx.
CHAPTER V
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1 Cn the Job.
Mornins and t!y? swist of b!rR
The 8"T-ii!!' st: euir.ed into the
room, brru'i. ". wit'i it the Goil-gittn
trasrrw ff sn Ar-rfl tr.nmfnjr; tT; .
scent of ni:t!-i:.V-l;'J earth, vt.W
flowers rr.-paliu thorn-no-!!.
Ainu-e stood and druni it in thank
fully, till she realized with a shock
that it was piist ten.
The only bath available at Ivy cot
tage was a tub of spring water.
Almee made the must of this, and,
dressing hurriedly, came downstairs
glowing like a picotee. Billy was in
the parlor.
. "Aluminc-l" tecjlfii
"Have you been down long?" ex
claimed Aimee.
"'Bout three hours!" he chuckled.
"I've covered sixty miles since then.
Just a little breather."
"Why you haven't waited break
fast for me, have you?" she cried.
"Oh, that's all right. Rang a baker
up an' got a roll an' milk at Syder
ford. Nothing done yet couldn't
breakfast without my partner."
Sirs. Sunning, with bare, dimpled
arms and her face wreathed in smiles,
brought in the breakfast. There were
brown ducks' eggs, cream, water
cresses and a brace of brook trcut.
Hilly glanced at his companion
from time to time, with a quiet watili-
tul
right, old chap?" he
Mdn't wake up till just
tVimt'O, ta;:ui4 a lar;e
,iiiil) honey. "Did you?"
"Sleep all
asked presem
"ilatlier. 1
now." said i
spoonlul 01 o
Hilly paused.
"Middling." lie said slowly. "Say.
partner, wliat'd you like to do now?
Kest a bit?"
'Rest !" said Aimee scornfully. "1
want to live, not rest !"
"Heady to get busy on the Sphinx,
an' cleave the ether?"
"Yes, right away."
"Good ! I'll get her fixed."
Twenty minutes later they met by
the shed where the Sphinx was stored.
As Billy wheeled the machine out, he
looked keenly into Aimee's eyes.
"Partner," he asked, "you haven't
anything on your mind, have you?"
Aimee laughed aloud. Her eyes
sparkled.
"Do I look as if I had?"
"No, by the Great Horn Spoon, you
don't !" said Billy, eyeing her with a
flash of admiration. "You look as if
you'd face the world and laugh at
everything it handed you from a
bunch of roses to sudden death.
You're IT! Come on."
They went out through the little
gate. Billy did not offer to mount the
Sphinx till they were clear of the lane.
When he stopped, Aimee observed for
the first time that the Sphinx had a
brand-new spring pillion-seat clamped
to the carrier.
"What's this for?" exclaimed Aimee.
"Why, for you, old chap. Easier
riding."
"I didn't need it, Billy. The carrier
was good enough."
"Nope," said Billy with determina
tion, "not nearly good enough. Car
rier! You ain't baggage, are you?"
"Don't know. It's what a lot of
people have called me."
"Who?" said Billy indignantly.
"Oh, frumps."
"There's a lot of indiscrlmlnating
people about," said her partner ab
ruptly. The Sphinx started, and Billy
threaded lanes at an easy pace. The
soft wind of the morning caressed
them as they rode. Not that it had
any pacifying effect on Aimee's spirit.
The sense of adventure mounted to
her head like wine.
"Here we are!" said Billy, turning
onto a long, deserted stretch of high
road, running delightfully level and
straight. He let the Sphinx out. For
eighty seconds the hedges Hashed hy
like long green streamers. At the end
of a mile and a half Hilly stopped and
dismounted.
"Now," he said, "we're not going to
talk about how to sell the Sphinx yet
awhile; the first thing Is to put you
wise to her. You've got to know her
Inside out and backwards and she's
the sweetest thing that ever burned
gas. Now, look here!"
Aimee kneeled eagerly on the grass,
and Billy fluently explained, disman
tling the parts as he talked.
For twenty minutes she followed
him, testing for herself.
"Why," said Billy with delight,
stopping and looking at her, "It's like
teaching a duck to swim ! You catch
on quicker than I can show you you
were born to It !"
"I'm an Infant to you," said Aimee
admiringly. "What a head you've got.
It's everything a motor engine ought
to be but never is. Let's take down
the cylinder."
They busied themselves dismantling
and re-assembling the engine.
"I'll show you how to drive her
now," said Billy. "Stationary, till you
get the hang tit her."
Aimee mounted the ' saddle, while
the machine remained on its stand,
and Billy showed her how to control
the engine running free with the
clutch out. She took longer to grasp
this. The controls, though simple,
were of an unusual type. In ten min
tifeg, however, she mastered them ,
pretty efficiently.
"Fine!" said 21l!y enthusiastically. .
"Partner, the Sphinx is your big sis
ter I Now we'H run her on the road
I'll ride the pillion an' coach yon.
But for the land's sake go easy with
the throttle. She'll rush you clean
off the British isles If you give her
any gas,"
Aimee started dead slo' The ease
and resiliency of the tfjive, once the
Sphinx was rrmsttg, astonished her.
Gradually Alnvee increased sieed to
fifteen and twenty miles. She was In
toxicated hy the sense of power, an-su-erin?
to the least touch of her
"niorior.s :" she gfiod.
"You're doing fine," said Hilly,
watching keenly. He made her prac
tice stopping and starting, including
emergency halts. ".Say, i.sn't she the
last word In lady's mounts?" '
"Rather!" said Aimee," In spite of a
sense of difficulty with her dress and
the Sphinx's tank, low though it was.
"Except I feel as if I were all stock
ings." "Shucks! what of It?" he answered
Impatiently. "There's nobody here to
see. Try her on the high gear now."
Almee changed gear deftly enough.
and for awliile drove steadily. But
the intoxication of speed confused
her sense. She made the one mis
take she had been warned against.
The Sphinx dashed forward like a
whippet, and, in trying to rectify the
error she made it worse. ,
"Throttle down!" said Billy sharply.
Intending to obey, Aimee blundered
again, and closed down the extra air
inlet. The Sphinx roared in protest,
and shot ahead like a bullet from a
gun. The pace was awful. How the
machine kept on the road was a mir
acle. Every moment promised a dev-
I" el
U r ' ' ' C ill
Billy Leaned Swiftly Forward.
astating crash. In front was a right
angled bend, inviting sudden death.
Billy leaned swiftly forward.
"Valve-lifter left !" he said quietly
In her ear. Aimee's left hand tight
ened on the lever just in time. The
steady voice when a fool would have
yelled aloud brought all her facul
ties back; she throttled down as the
machine slowed, and swung round the
bend safely at a tare eight miles an
hour but without sounding the horn.
There was an astonished shout and
a cry of warning ahead. A large car
riage, with two fat horses and a fat
coachman, seemed to be right on top
of Aimee's handlebars. She swerved
and braked 'violently, while the horses
were reined back on their haunches;
the Sphinx toppled sideways, shooting
Billy clean through the screen of
brambles that covered the ditch.
Aimee performed a sort of semi
somersault, and landed on her feet
with an intoxicated stagger. For one
awful moment she found herself fac
ing the amazed occupants of the car
riage. She was conscious of the face of
Georgina, very white, staring at her
open-moullied, with eyes as big as
saucers. Beside Georgina sat a tre
mendous, elderly lady, gripping a
lorgnette, and speechless with anger.
A large young man in black, his eyes
matching Georgina's for size, had
started up and was grasping the side
of the carriage.
In a fraction of a second the truth
telegraphed itself to Aimee's flustered
brain. Aunt Erythea 1
Aimee leaped the ditch like a cha
mois, right over the top of Billy;
plunged through the tall hedge as a
circus rider goes through a hoop, and
vanished.
"Is anybody hurt, there!" gasped
Mr. Alexander Lambe. "Is "
"Nope. Not here," said Billy's
voice feebly from the ditch. A pair
of booted legs waved among the
brambles.
"I never saw anything so disgrace
ful in my life!" cried Mr. Lambe.
"Y'our number! I want your num
ber. I !"
Lady Erythea, whose face was
crimson, leaned forward and smote
the coachman twice violently in the
back with the handle of her parasol.
"Drive on fool !" she said explo
sively. The coachman started and whipped
up the fat horses. Mr. Lambe stag
gered as the carriage went forward.
"Aunt," he said, "that that 'woman,
who was driving, ought to be appre
hended ! If I had my way"
"If I had lay way," retorted Lady
Erythea, "she'd be whipped! She and
all her tribe. But the Idiot Gervase,
of course, was on the wrong side;
we've no case. I hope their wretcteU
machine Is wrecked. Sit down, AI
' ler, do you fc.tiriH
Mr. Lambe obeyed, protesting faint
iy. Georgian, wif- '.. 1 pressed
1.9 he.r boSflm, felt as though bhe were
6n the point of heart-failure.
"Hussies," said Lady Erythea, quiv
ering, "and louts! Country's overrun
with them. De:ency is dead !"
The carriage Jingled round the cor
ner and disappeared.
Hilly Spencer collected himself from
among the brambles and regained the
road, with the air of a sailor cast
away on an Inhospitable coast. Aimee
thrust an inquiring face through the
hedge, and emerged.
"Billy i" si.e cried. "Are you dam
aged?" "Not a hit. Only scratched."
"And the Sphinx.?"
(Continued next week)
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NOTICE OK FINAL SETTLEMENT.
Notice is hereby given that the un
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Dated this 10th day of January,
1923.
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