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About The Ione independent. (Ione, Or.) 1916-19?? | View Entire Issue (Dec. 26, 1930)
1- 1 7 by Evelyn Campbell (Copyright by Bvttyn CamjbH VVNU 8nrlc CHAPTER XIII Continued CO "What do yon want of me?" Con verse asked, rurlimsly. lie saw at once that a change hnd coins over the younger nmn; thut he had to do with ionic tiling new and strange In him. He was on guard Instantly. So far as he could surmise he had nothing to fear from this youngster whom he could crush as easily as he had crushed a bit of shell underfoot without know. Ing how It came there. Hut he was prepared to be cautious, for he had learned to be wary of unexpected blows. He felt In his pocket and pro duced a single cigar. It was not a place for smoking nor a time, yet Con verse could not have carried on with nut this weapon. Hehind Its shelter he could think Impassively; prepare his defense; strike. "Tou are excited," he snld. But Brian was not excited, and be knew it He asked evenly: "What have you done to Mrs. Bothl" Converse could not believe that he bad heard aright "Done to her?" he repeated. He was a little hurt Here was a young man whom he had recom mended tn a world where tact Is the most desirable of all qualities, and yet he was being approached by this protege and a woman's name, inns' subtle of weapons, used as a bludgeon. He took refuge In the time-honored "I don't known what you mean." "Then I will explain," said Brian. He was perfectly cool, knowing that he had already ruined himself and content to be ruined If this would bring him nearer Ys objective. "Some thing has happened to Sirs. Itoth and I believe you know what it Is. I am asking you to tell me." The emphasis was so silght that an ear less keen than his hearer's might have missed It Converse reflected. It was plain that the youngster was a little mad through love for Linda, doubtless. He was the sort that love could play the deuce with. Duels. And after a man Is forty his veins do not respond to thrills, of unrlpened adventure. He was divided between two Instincts that of the primitive to fight for what he still held of her or to give her over as useless to him self knowing that all was past be tween them forever. Her bruised wings had carried her too far from blm after all Brian as astonished to read sad ness In the other man's eyes. "Ton are asking for my honor," Converse said slowly. "Not yours. Her honor." Converse drawled: "Then It Is a woman's honor I am to give into your hands. Whyr A rein sprang out on Brian's fore head. He was not as calm now as the older man, who had the advan tages of experience and sluggish blood. "I am glad that you added a ques tion to that." he said. "Because I will tell you why. Because I love her Because I love her as she Is Because I must follow her, wherever she has gone." Converse was tiring. Their few words had covered limitles emotion. He felt It surging past him with thi dauntless wings of youth. Triumpb I-ove. All that be bad lost In his , success. "There Is nothing." he heard himself saying. "She was a little girl I helped, and then she was a woman I wanted My way of getting what I want Is not jour way. because nature gave me this." He glanced, obliquely, at his obese body with a sort of sick con temptso he must have looked upon himself In aloneness. His laughter rumbled. "I had to snare my birds. But sometimes I failed. And this was such a time." He stopped, astonished at bis own lack of interest In what had hap pened. He discovered that he did not desire Linda Both any longei. He had wanted her for years, had schemed to win her fuvor or to buy It at any price, and now he could let her go wearily. It was difficult to remember what lie felt for her even yesterday. He got up, dropping the end of bis cigar In a brass bowl wishing now that he had oot smoked, for It was bit ter in his mouth. "She took money from me for years, you know. Then suddenly she de cided that she would not have any more. What happens to women when they begin to split hairs? Usually the thing they are trying to avoid. She was the worst kind of a cheat she cheated herself. Probably she needs money now." Brian stepped back, sick and ap palled. He cmil.l not kill a man for giving him the truth he had asked fof. Sliiirne surged over him In a wave am) when It receded he was alone. CHAPTER XIV "Don't You Remember ?" The girl In the coatroom gave hint Ms belongings. She was an old young thing and forgave the tip he forgot. He discovered as readily that Linda was not In her room and was told at the same time that she hail left the hotel by the service elevutor. But from the starter at the taxi stand he learned more. A lady had gone from the hotel fifteen minutes before. Shi was not alone. The man watched Brian's face carefully as oe chose tils words. Her companion looked like a tilt k. he said, plain clothes. The ADE starter was almost sure of that' rer haps the next chauffeur In Hue knew something. Brian found himself In a taxi mov ing carefully over ley streets. Thesq fellows seemed to guess a lot He un derstood from their silence that they knew more than he dared think. He. told ttie driver to follow the other cab In the suspected direction, and know ing that the moment of overtaking It meant everything to her and himself, he found himself thinking less of that and merely wondering If she wore a warm cloak and If the Icy sleet that heat against the window pane could find its way to hr soft check. The cab careened, shivered and stood still, helpless In Its chains. Tim chauffeur spoke doubtfully through his tube. "Shall 1 go on. sir?" "Go on." Where? The night was a mare of gray streets, gray people, lamps flaring against Icy veils of rain. Whore would he find her In that phantasma goria? But he knew that he must and would, with the certainty that love and wanting gives, rresontly she would be in his arms and that Impos sible parting would be no more. Strange thoughts rioted through his mind, opening and shutting doors of little cells where dwelt all the Infinite life of bis past and the Indefinable nebulae of the future that was to have been and the future that would be. He had followed will o1 the wisps. Yesterday he had been a boy worship ing ideals clothed fantastically In such bodies as that of Converse. But to day he was something else not man as he knew men, but a sort of power which, because he loved a womao enough, could sweep a path for her through the waste places where she was lost. All that he had wanted existed no longer, except wherein It concerned her. It was like the play of children. forgotten before a greater shame. He saw himself In her eyes. Incomplete. She could put blm aside because she believed him too weak to defend her or because she would not accept a defense that had been blind to her need, but now that he knew, her con trol was over. Her decisions became the plaintive cries of a woman loft alone in the wilderness. He was brought from this by the swift flight of the car as It whirled half around and came groaning to a stop beside the curb. It was Impos sible to distinguished anything but lights and a moving mass beyond the blurred windows, but he heard the re proachful voice of bis driver calling to him: "lou see that sir? A bad accident It ain't a night for a dawg to be out la They've got the street roped off. I'D have to go around the block, sir." Brian's hand moved to the door han dle before his mind registered his In tention. Ills Instincts were all awake, carrying him upon a Berce tide. He sprang out of the car, telling the man to wait The street was a Jumble of broken things. A thin line of onlookers, shiv ering In the rain but kept warm by their activity, pressed against one an other forcing their was. Inch by Inch, upon the forbidden ground. Police In gleaming rubber coats ordered them back, threatening with clubs what words failed to effect The front tires of an automobile, ludicrously elevated, were the pivot of this street war and Brian, pushing his way through the line, saw a grotesque wreck of ma chlnery that seemed to be sitting down at last after thousands of weary niilef (TO BE CONTINUED.) Of Course Henry Had Sent That Letter, but He kicked off his wet shoes, slid hi tired feet Into a pair of carpet slippers, lit his pipe, sat down In the easy chair with a sigh of relief, and declared that 'JO.uuo wild horses couldn't make him stir from the house until the following morning. "Henry," said his wife, "yon posted that letter I gave you this morning, I suppose?" "I did, my love," he answered, un blushingly. "I asked mother to postpone her vis It for a while," his wife continued. "You see " Henry did so. His wife saw, too What she saw was the tired man Jump from his chair, kick off his slippers put on his shoes, and slip out Into the murky street And when, f.ve minutes later, Henry came hack with the tale that he hud been to s?e how the ther mometer outside the post aTlce st!ood. she smiled. Fleeting Youth George Kdwards old l-ondon Calefy "guv'nor" was a great believer In youth and good looks In his actresses, and he gave particular care to the se lection of the "six l.'ttle wives" la "San Toy," and, after the piece had run for some months, he was found ut the back of t he dress circle In specting tin stage critically through his opera glasses. "Look at those girls," he groaned "What Is the matter?" asked hi Mihis Achillea. "Cun t you see how old they're get ting?" Kansas City Star. Arnerica'i Largest "Zoo" The New York zoological purk In 1 he Bronx, .New York city, Is the hi'jc est zoo In the United States, with '(01 acres and a collection of seveul llloJSIIii. The KITCHEN CABINET US, Itlt Wulira Ntwipapwr I'nton.) Purly, doitng humbU baa, Whir thou art li cllm tor me. It tham mil for Porta Rlque, Tar oft haata through eni to sk I will follow thae atona, Thou animated torrid ion f l-iag iterr, desert chaerar, I.t me chili thy waving linnj Ktap m naartr, m my haarer. Singing- ovr ahruba and vlnae. Umaraon, LABOR-SAVING IDEAS When making pastry prepare more than Is needed and place In a cold place or Ice chest, tight ly covered with waxed paper. The thoroughly chilled mixture makes more flaky crust than that baked at once. From this pastry a few tarts may be made tn a hurry, or cheese straws, a meat pie, using leftover nent Ice box rolls are another special than can be mixed and left In the Ice chest for a week. Take off Just the amount needed for rolls and put them to rise; when light, bake. A tin of delicious rolls are quickly served. An hour or two before baking make them Into small rolls and keep very warm, tightly covered. It Is better to grease them well with lard that keeps the flour from drying out on top while rising. They should be more than double their bulk when put into the oven. When baking potatoes rrepare enough so that the next day a few will be available for cream potatoes. They are fully as good as those fresh ly cooked. By keeping Jars of chow chow, ca pers, olives, pickles as well as cheese, celery, anchovies and numerous other condiments and relishes, one has ac cess to delightful fillings for sand wiches which need to he made In a Lurry. A Jar of mayonnaise and a bottle of frencb dressing shouid be made In such quantities that they are always available. It takes very little extra effort to double the amount when preparing a salad dross! ug, and then there Is always a supply. Wash the heads of lettuce and place In a cloth or covered dish In the Ice chest, then the lettuce will always be ready for use. Parsley well washed, leaving the moisture clinging to the leaves. If put In a fruit Jar tightly covered, will keep two weeks, fresh and green. Add a bit of water If It seems to dry out Might Be Excused for Using Strong Language A few nights ago a spectacular fire left a warehouse a smoking ruin. Five alarms were sounded. Kleven reporters two working and nine out to enjoy the Are rushed to the scene. A columnist, who had no business there but loves to run after the en gines, got his feet wet and caught cold. The conflagration was the destruc tive sequel to a minor blaze that had scorched the establishment a few j hours earlier. The first fire was dis covered by the owner of the building, who sent In the alarm, watched the fire-fighters apparently extinguish the flames, and then went home. Before retiring he telephoned a contractor to call around the next morning to see about repairing a few windows, painting the doors, and oth erwise touching up the place here and there. At seven o'clock the next morning the contractor called upon the owner at his home and together they went downtown. Arrived where the build ing should have been, the contractor looked at the smoking pile of debris end then at the owner. "Just what was It you wanted me to do?" he asked, puzzled. Because of the owner's fine Sunday school record, we don't like to tell what he replied. Pittsburgh Tost Co lette. "Panaeea" Another word that Is almost In variably misused Is "panacea." It is employed as If It were a synonym for "remedy" or "cure." But It means much more than that. A panacea Is a universal remedy or cure; that Is, a cure for everything, a cure-all. To speak of a panacea for a particular ailment Is absurd. What the farmer needs for his economic Illness Is a remedy. Perhaps It Is an Indication of the seriousness with which observ ers view his condition that they are apt to speak of suggested remedies not as remedies but as panaceas. To such an extent Is the meaning of the word misapprehended thut one even sees the expression "universal pana cea," which Is like saying "limitless Infinity" as If there could he uny other kind. New York Evening Post Implicit Reliance When the motor cur was In Its ex perimental stage, wo were always fussing with it, taking It apart. As soon as It demonstrated Its rollublllty, we at once dropped our anxiety about It and got reckless in our driving. American Magazine. And No Ticlcer Tap? If this bleu of wimlowless office buildings spreads, what is the world going to do when a parade goes by? Boston Evening Transcript 8 Angkor Vat, (Praiorod bf th. National Oaoaraphl Social?, Wuhloatoo. I). l FAll up in the Jungles of French IndoChlna, some 300 miles from the doorstep of the world as meas ured in distance, a thousand years in the past as measured tn time, and eons back tn the unknown as measured la history, Is Angkor, one of the most puullng works ever contrived by the hand of man. Temple and town and network of dim and forgotten shrines, It repre sents a culture that must have been far In advauce of anything coeval with It and a power that must have been virtually Irrostlble even In Asia, where men at arms were plentiful and war fare was a favored business. But the culture died and the men who had built it disappeared, and for hundreds of years the forests of ban yan and bamboo hid from the eyes and memory of the world what had been a metropolis of a million Inhabitants. Two generations ago a French nat uralist broke through the wall of Jun gle In a search for specimens of trop ical life and came upon a spectacle ucb as the slaves of the lamp might have contrived for Aladdin. Before him, In the quivering silence, rose the Ave towers of a vast step pyramid, a stone tapestry representative of an art nd architecture like nothing else with in the ken of man. A moated wall surrounded It and a cloistered gate upon a causeway that led to Its rocketing staircases; and, for all that, Jungle growths were close shout Its lower stage and odd clumps of verdure grew from Its arched roofs. It seemed that life had been In Its shadowy galleries only a moment ago. The temple was virtually Intact No Trace of Man Except Ruins. The astonished visitor looked about for the ashes of altar Ores and stood listening -fur the footsteps of returning priests. It seemed Incredible Unit a people could have evolved a civiliza tion such as that typified by the great temple and then have vanished with out any of their neighbors hearing of It But there were no human beings U the empty hulls, nor was there trace of man, save In the ruin of his works In the wailed city to the north. It Is now more than sixty years since the stunned ejes of Mouhot the nat uralist, looked upon the magnificent heights of Angkor umre than sixty years since the greatest detective story In the history of the world was laid out with Its million stony clews to puzzle the savants. Today, with Its principal remains classified and ticket ed, Its Inscriptions translated, and Its monuments lifted out of the Jungle, Angkor Is still the vast and silent mystery that It was In the beginning. The world knows more about It now. Splendid automobile roads, cut through what was once a thicket of bamboo and is now an endless rice field, bring the traveler, on regular schedule and with little personal discomfort from Saigon, at the foot of Asia, to the bun galow on the edge of the Angkor moat, lu a few hours. Yearly hundreds of visitors from all parts of the world are seeking out this odd corner and carrying away with them amazed re ports that will lure other hundreds. And yet, were It not for the fact that these tremendous rlkkurats re main much as Uy were when they were first built, deflunt of time and weather, by the Tonle Sap (Great Lake), the Incredible tale of the civ ilization that built them and vanished would rank os It did In Mouhot's time, as a none-too-cleverly-constructed myth. Discovered by Mouhot Two generations ago the modern world had never heard of Angkor. A dense forest spread across Indo-Chlnu. French trade was confined to the coast, and there was no commercial truffle on the Mekong river north of Pnompenh for the reason that Cam bodiu's resources, the samo resources that had given this region a possible Identity as tho Golden Chersonese of legend, were as deeply carpeted with useless verdure as the hidden cities of the North, Pnompenh, the capital of the King dom of Cambodia (western portion of the Indo-Chinese peninsula), was u village of nlpa thatch and bamboo, a comic-opera metropolis, where a des pot ruled In fear of his life over a semlHiivage, if not completely savage, people. f-'algon, the present capital of French enterprise In the ICust, was Just rising' 'roin the marshes south of Annum. J ' 4 - In Cambodia. What might lie hidden lu the masses of foliage to the north, no one knew. I'urinj those troublous times M. Mouhot passed up the great river Into Tonle Sap and made his discovery. Archeology, already thrilled by the translation of the llosctta Stone and the unbelievable bit of detective work which led to the decipherment of the Assyrian cuneiform Inscriptions, turned Its attention at once to this new field. For half a century learned men tolled here unceasingly to prove at length only what bad been suspected from the first that a highly Intellec tual people had built up In this valley a civilization, and that however Incon ceivable experience might show such a thing to bo, their marvelous culture had been sunk without a trace. Once, and not so long ago, the Jour ney to Angkor could be made only by boat a tedious passage that took five days. The stories of travelers who made the pilgrimage In those days are long recitals of hardship and contin uous descriptions of Impenetrable Jungle. There Is no reason to believe that these accounts were at all Inaccurate. But conditions chango rapidly tn Indo Chlna. A luce pattern of paved roads has been traced all across this end of Asia. Now Easy of Access. Motor transport, more flexible and faster than the typical oriental rail road, hill brought the Upper reaches of the .Mekong valley to within a few hours of Saigon; and paddy fields, spreading out and beyond the old horizons, have pushed the Jungle steadily northward. Today one may ride for hundred of miles without seeing any trees save In far scattered clusters, and It was only yesterday that the tiger and ele phant walked here, unmolested heri tors of the physical kingdom of the Khmer. Beyond a bank of water lilies in the still moat, beyond a cloistered wall that seems to have neither beginning nor end, the great hulk of Angkor Vut drives Its stone wedge Into the sky. A pilgrim looks upon It through misty eyes and with 1111 odd constriction of the throat, for there Is only one Ang kor Vat There Is no such monument to a vanished people anywhere else In the world. The sun Is setting now, and the gold has come back to the minarets. Tho lacework of carved rock Is fragile us cobweb In the gathering shadow, and with the hnlf light of early eve ning the central pyramid has taken on an awe Inspiring size. It seems futile to record Its grandeur. One does not describe an Angkor. He sits and gazes at It In silence and amazement The name Angkor has been some what loosely applied to these ruins. There are two principal groups! Ang kor Vat, the temple, and Angkor Tlmm, the town. The word Angkor Is be lieved to be a native corruption of the Sanskrit Nagara, meaning capital. Thorn Is a local word, meaning great or grand. Vat Is an appellation desig nating a temple and Is generully as sociated with Buddhism. Wonderful Step Pyramid. Angkor Vat was the last Important work of the Khmers and remains to day the finest expression of their pe culiar art. Built as a shrine to Hindu gods and apparently devoted to Vlshu, Siva, and Buddha In turn, It has de parted a long distance from the par ent architecture of tho Hindus. It Is a step pyramid which rises through three cloistered stages to a group of five mlterllke towers, of which tho one In the center Is dominant. The temple area is about a quarter of a mile square and Is surrounded by a moat and a high wall. A can se wn y crosses tho moat and strikes through a gate pierced In the middle of the western wall, whence It leads to the portico of tho first stage. Tho lower galleries ineasuro nearly li.'O feet on a side, The facade Is five times us wide as that of Notre Dame of Purls. It Is the history of Angkor Vat that no beholder can Judge accurately how high It really Is. The towers are loft ier than tho tallest palms of the Jun gle, but they are lifted still higher by tricks of perspective that form the most Interesting part of their design. In the muss, Angkor Is as Impressive us the Pyramids of Egypt, more strik ing as an artistic ensemble than even tho Taj Mnhal. But it Is not for those attributes that tho dazed pilgrim would classify It as the most fascinating place In the world. Dontther to 'Wke tliis simplrcst" BUT if jou rnuit convince youi self, try torn orJirurv I0W0 to an eU pipe. Note result in dulk 00 the bottom of tour left ihoe. ,Tbtn try torot orJinarj tobacco) Sa your favorite pipe Note on othcf 1(10. Finally, try tome Sir Walur Ralcn smoking tobacco in lay food" pipe. You won't have to not it snyV where, for youll notice with the very Crtt puff how much cooler snJ miUcf it it. It sttyi to, right down to tha Lit putt in the bowl rs.h, mellow snJ fragrant. Your regular tohaccoi siit hat Sir Witter, of count. Try A b'n toJay. nlMel .oa- rTv' l."" i- .IT'S 15 and milder lii4 Vrmrt I Or, AprtntU IV, I'ranra Sa fr poun-l. U..n.T irf in.lJ if ni nil. (I,d N. K. Jsri.n. Il..llllr. cllf. 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After three bottles I could feci a great improvement. I still take the Vegetable Compound whenever I need It for It gives me strength to be a good mother to my family." Un. Vem L. Denning, 310 Johnson Street. Saginaw, Michigan, I ; iM,iwin. J tiririinitifc M ifc ai fr 1