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About The Ione independent. (Ione, Or.) 1916-19?? | View Entire Issue (Sept. 2, 1927)
Alabaster Lamps Br Margaret Turnbull Coprrlfht, lJS. br Wanaret TurabulL WNU Service STORY FROM THE START Claud Melnotte rsbbs, re turning from New Tork to hi grocery ator In Peace Valley, Pa., brlng-a with him a trn;er, Ned Carter, whom he Introduce to hi housekeeper, Aunt Llddy, a a chance acquaintance. Ned telle that he ha broken with hi folk becaue of their paclflMIe leaning-. Vlaltlna; In Clover Hol low, tno two men almoit run over a doc belonln to a girl whim Ned recoantae. piter Ned deliver a grocery order, and In hi absence the girl, Dorothy Selden, tell Dabba that Ned nam I Hana-eley and that he I th eon of th fanioua banker. Next morning- Ned, darting to work aa a delivery boy, take an order marked "Johnaton" to th "Whit Houae," where he meet Mary Johnaton. Bh tell him the servants have left, leav ing her alone with her mother. Ned iromlea to get new ferv ent. Meeting Dorothy, who I hi former fiance. Ned evade explaining his presence In Peace Valley. He arrange with Ettl Pulelfer to begin work with th Johnaton, but she I unable to tart at one. Ned return to tell Mary about hiring Ettle, and In explaining thla matter to th mother I astonished at her emo tion when Dabba' nam I men tioned. Th cook arrive, and Mary and Ned atart to town for grocerlea. They are aeen by Dor othy Selden. Worried over finan cial difficulties, Mrs. Johnston I bothered by Dorothy, who warna her there Is something auspicious about Ned. After seeing Mrs. Johnston at th Inn, Dabb tells Ned that he hat aomethlng that he want to get off hi mind. He confesses that twenty year ago h married "Mr. Johnston" so that ah could Inherit her fa ther" estate. CHAPTER VI Continued 10 "Ye," Claude Dabb told him itoutly, at though In answer to the unspoken question, "that'e what I did. Married for money. Sold myself for five hundred dollar!" "Great Scott, C M.I Get on! What happened?" "After I married Polly, and got half the money down, I came home here. Hying nothing to anyone. The under Handing waa that I waa to go back at the end of the week, algn the neces aary paper, and get the rest of the money. That waa to rod the whole basinet. When I got home, Pop waa dying. He died the night I got home, and waa burled three dayi after, i "After the funeral I made an ex cuse to Mom that I had to go back to ettle thing, and so I got away. I went to the lawyer' office and signed the paper. He told me that Tolly' uncle waa dead, bad died two day after I married I'olly, and I wa to take the paper and deliver them to her. She wa ttaytng at little second-rate hotel. She'd given up her job but she didn't want to (preud her self until she got away from the town where she'd been servant girl. Polly herself wa to give me the rest of the money. I'd only been paid balf be fore I went home. The lawyer laughed, when he told me that, and added: 'Women are women. She would have It so.' Then he looked sly, and suld : JIu) tie this Ixu't such a mercenary affair as I wa led to believe. If I were you, I'd make her see reason and stay In America before she speud all of her fortune In traveling, or gets tuken in by foreigners. It' a lot of money. If I were in your shoes, I'd never let her go.' "I walked uwuy from him, thinking If he was In my shoes he'd be in a bad way. I didn't know whether It was be cause I was all worn out with grief over Pop, and aleeples nights and worry about Mom and the future, or whether It was because I was miles away from home and lonely. Some how I didn't seem like myself. I seemed like some other person. I tried to shake the feeling off. I said to myself: 'All the time I'm with Polly. I'm going to be Just myself the Claude Dulihs I feel like. She don't know me a Cluude Dabb of Peuee Y"?1 "I saw my future. A hard struggle vlth a country store and no time to do anything but work. God I how I re belled In that short walk down. I didn't see why I should be shut up in a groceiy for a lifetime, and that was all I could see before me. Why should niy father have hud to die, when there were men wulklng round hale and heurty, lots older tlmn he. "And I wanted Pop bock I Nothing to do with the flnnnclul part of It, that ache. I cared a lot Why, I could have stood the grocery part of It forever for Pop. I hated every man of his uge that came near me alive and huppy, while Pop lay still. There was a sore pluce In my heart that I couldn't bear, marked with bis aunie. Every time I went near It, I Jjaspod awuy, like yon Jump when you have had a bad spot and the dentist' fooling round. "All the thing I hadn't done that Pop wanted me to do; till the times I'd disappointed him and ucted mean were there. It needed only a touch to seud me running down that city street, crying like a baby. "So I shut It off, In n corner of my mind, and said to myself: That' got nothing to do with this Polly I'm go ing to see. I'll get all through with this young woman, and then I'll go home to what I've got to go home to. Put she's nothing to do with It.' " Ned stopped him. "C. M.," he said, "I don't think you exactly hated this Polly." "Maybe not, but I wasn't looking forward with much pleasure to see ing her. I'd hardly looked at her In the boarding house, unless I had to yell at her for not tidying up my room, or for tidying It so I couldn't find anything; or not bringing my laundry up fast enough. No, that Isn't quite honest. I'd noticed her, all right. She waa too pretty not to notice. Put my mind had been on other thing then, and she was Just Polly. Uu-deratandT" 'I think I get the state of mind you were In," Ned admitted thoughtfully, but I still think you liked the girl a lot more than you iidmlt." Cluude sighed. "It's possible. It's so hard to make people see, thougl). that sometimes you're one part of yourself and sometime you're an other." He begnn aguln, aa though anxious to get on. 'It wa getting pretty late and I thought If I got there Just In time for upper I would have to ask her to eat Looked Up and There Wa Polly.' with me. I didn't think I could stand talking to her, so I stopped at a restaurant. "Son, I don't know that I can make you understand It, but I might Just as well have had something strong to drink. The food made me feet so queer; like plowing ahead at someone or something. I took little walk, and then I said to myself that now I'd only got to get It over and then I could take the nine o'clock train home and that would be all of that "The hotel wasn't fur from the sta tion, and It wasn't very handsome, I guess, but It wa finer than any I'd ever been In. I asked for Polly by her own name, only utylng Mrs. In stead of Mis. It wa ber own Idea. She didn't wish to have anything like talk about us. I suld I waa ber bus band. The woman called up and told me Polly would be down In a minute. "The parlor wa full of people, but nobody I knew. I at down and waited, and while I waited that hurry and rush of excitement Inside me kept up. It wn hard to sit still. I wanted to walk about and talk, but I held my self In. I looked at the people who came In, end they all seemed the same kind of red-fuced, common people. No body I knew. "Then I heard a voice near me say : 'Well, so It's you.' I looked up and there wn Polly." Claude glanced at Ned, who, his eyes shaded with his hand, seemed to be listening Intently. "Wish I could make you see Just what she looked like to m. I'd never seen her In right clothes; Just house dresses and apron things. There, be side me, was one of the prettiest girls I'd ever seen In my life. She was dressed all In block mourning for her uncle and It set off her fair skin. It made her red hair look like autumn leaves, klnda flaming and yet soft. I'd mostly seen thut hair bun dled up In a dusting cup. Well, I guess I gawked at her before I rose to my feet, and Polly was confused, too, and kept looking awny from me. '"We can't any anything private here,' she said. 'Maybe you'd belter come to my room.' "I told her 1 guessed that would be Sting Removed From I have a little eon called Jim Just Jim Nye, that' all and one day when he wa only five year old I requested him to do some slight thing or other, but he kept on playing and humming a little song about the "sand man." 1 spoke to him again more firmly, for as a generul thing my children regarded me more a a ource of amusement than anything else, and a he did not stir I gave him a gentle spank with the dictionary. It did not hurt him, und he rather enjoyed It until he looked at my face and saw thut I was In earnest, nnd then hla heart broko with a lurge report At dinner he said nothing and ate very little, and when it wa over and jpb . fog: i all right, for I'd said 1 was her bus band when I came In. "'Oh,' she snys, 'did you? Thei It's nil right. Come ulong.' "Wo went up and she opened tin door and 1 went Into her room." Claude' pipe wont out. There ww silence In the room as lie tilled It, hm Claude did not feel it. He had for gotten that he was tilling the story to Ned. lie hud forgotten everything that belonged to himself In the pre cut, llu was back In the past, seeing the shy, awkward Cluude lhtulia on the threshold of that girl's room. He remembered that ulivudy It looked different from the rest of the house. She had flowers lu a vase on the rough, cheap, pine dressing table. She had spread clean towels on that, on the bureau and on her trunk, dis carding the Ulrty-looklug scurfs that hud adorned them. They hud been too shy to look at each other. He had stared out of the window. Kvery time Dabb brought hi eyes around to her, he cutight her looking at him, and Dually she laughed. It wn wonderful, thut luui:h. It made him feel young again. He had been feeling like an old lean, with a weight of sorrow aud care on hie shoulders, but that glrl'a laugh had made him feel hi own age. Her laugh was young and spiced with deviltry. Puck of It all wus the new struuge feeling the girl gave him. He saw hlmselt solemnly giving her (lie papers. He watched her while she put them carefully away in a bag, and counted out the rest of the money. There hud been a moment's awkwardness over that, he remem bered. He had made an Involuntary movement of his hand, to give It lck to her, but she as Involuntarily, thrust It hack at him. Then he tutiKhed, folded It up and put It assy. Put he did not go. He had known that he should, but he could not. He sat down beside her, and they began talking, awkwardly enough at first. Then suddenly they were no longer the Cluude and Polly of the hoarding house days, but two young things who bad lots to say to each other, aud en Joyed suylng It She told Cluude of her pluns. Mie meant to travel and study and see everything. She was fond of reading. Indeed, she had read and planned In a way that seemed remarkable to him for a girl, servant girt, too, but he noted that she did not ask about his plans. Kvery time their conversation touched his life, present or future, she changed the subject Then he knew that she meant hi in to under stand she would have nothing to do with him after tonight. After tonight, Claude would not see her; after to night she would be awsy enjoying thinirs, out In the freedom of th world, with money, and ahe would have no use for him, no use at all. It had eaten Into the young Cluude's consciousness that ahe was going to use him aa a shield until she met sum one she really cared for. Then she would drop him, and his name. "After tonight" echoed and re-echoed In his mind, and he forgot thut he had no right to expect anything else, for he had taken her money. Jealousy grad ually took possession of hllil. He watched her talk and smile. It struct nine. Ill train had gone. He did not go; merely sat watching her. He had known, even then, that she saw what she hsd done to him, and It had gone to her head. He had been one of the "boarders" In the old days, one for whom she must fetch and carry. Now he waa at her merry. He began to think of lots of things that proved she had not been as In different to hltn In those old boarding house days as she had pretended. Even before the money came, poll Johnston, the man-hater, had a son spot for one man Claude Iabbs. Alt unconsciously she had let him set that. Claude had wondered afterward If It waa not a conscious use of her new-found power. He began to be lieve that It was not entirely by acci dent that she had mode hltn come to her for the money, Instead of having the lawyer pay hlin. He had never, until then, guessed thut the girl liked him that way. Hut now she told Mm more than she meant, or knew, and when she realized this, she pulled herself up and began telling him that the lawyer had arranged for her to go to France. She would go as a young widow, to people who would help her; let her see everything mid do everything she wanted to do. He remembered how the other, younger Claude, after listening to her silently for awhile, had blurted out! "When ure you coming buck?" "Never!" Follow the astounding adven ture of Polly and Claud In th next Installment (TO BE CONTINUED.) Rebuke of Small Son we were Just about to leave the turn's he got up In his mother's lap nnd laid : "Mamma, I wish you had muwled Jesus. He loved little children." This episode did not make me feel so frightfully proud of myself, but I was glad that the child at least re garded his mother aa a very worthy woman. From "1S1I1 Nye, III Own Life Story," by Krunk Nye. 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