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Thursday, January 28, 1937 THE HERMISTON HERALD, HERMISTON, OREGON. Lacy Squares Form a Spread or Scarf DEPUTY OF THE DEVIL ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Copyright, Ben By BEN AMES WILLIAMS Dr. Greeding, a wealthy and talented middle aged surgeon, is possessed of seem ingly supernatural powers Occasionally he can wish for something extraordinary to happen and have the wish fulfilled. Greed- ing meets Ira Jerrell, a wealthy usiness friend of his own age, who tells him he loves his daughter Nancy and would like to marry her. Dr. Greeding is pleased and tells Jerrell he has a clear field. Nancy, however, is in love with Dan Carlisle, an assistant professor at the University who has little means. They discuss marriage, but decide to delay talking to her father about it. Nancy, who has been playing ten nis with Dan that afternoon, tells her father she had been playing with a girl friend. Greeding knows this is untrue and is secret ly enraged. Stepping into his wife’s room his eye falls on a marble statuette which he dislikes He picks it up. wishing he could smash it to bits Suddenly it is snatched from his grasp as by an in visible force and burst asunder. Mrs. Greeding is greatly disturbed over the mysterious destruction of the statuette. The doctor reveals that Ira Jerrell wants to marry Nancy. On the way to a dinner party a car cuts in front of Greeding's. He angrily expresses the wish that the driver would break his neck An instant later an accident occurs in which this very thing happens. At the dinner the Greedings meet Prof Carlisle. Dan s father, and his daugh ter Mary Ann. Dr Greeding is intrigued by Mary Ann, who is a surgical nurse. Mrs. Greeding tells Prof Carlisle about the de struction of the statuett and he indicates it might have been caused by a ‘polter- geist. ’ a "racketing, mischievous spirit." Greeding pretends to Nancy that he has no objection to Dan. More interested in Mary Ann, Dr. Greeding induces her to take a position in his office Eventually he finds he loves her Jerrell continues to see Nan cy, whose love for Dan is unchanged. The Greedings invite the Carlisles to dinner. Dr. Greeding discusses with Prof. Carlisle the subject of "poltergeists." the doctor tell ing of some of his own experiences, but at tributing them to a friend. Prof. Carlisle comments: "He who eats with the Devil will need a long spoon." The dinner party Is interrupted by a call for Dr. Greeding from a neighboring town. He asks Mary Ann to accompany him. On the ride to see the patient. Greeding is extremely hap py. He invites Mary Ann to visit their summer home. It is late when they finish the call. Nancy i: disquieted when he kisses her hand on parting. Mrs. Greeding up braids him when he returns home. CHAPTER IV—Continued ' ' ' AX ' ya. Cotton Sagged Steadily; But Dr. Greeding Continued to Buy. | I I I | ♦ secret and wait. Dan, 1 have a feeling that he's just waiting for something to happen to separate us; that he thinks we'll quarrel, or you’ll find some other girl, or some- thing like that!” “He'll have a long wait,” he as- sured her loyally. "No, I'm serious,” she insisted. “I'm worried. Dan. He'll stop us if he can. And he's so shrewd and wise." Then, remembering: “He's changed lately. Mother says so. and I see it myself. He always used to be so calm; but now little things upset him It's like having a stranger in the house.” “I suppose he blows off steam at home.” Dan suggested; and he said: ' Mary Ann says he never gets up- set when he's working, says nothing disturba him. She thinks he’s a ♦ WNU Williams. is something wrong with her hus band. It never occurs to her that there is anything wrong with her.” “I haven’t changed,” she protest ed. "I haven’t either," he insisted. “I always did resent your coming down to breakfast frowsy and half dressed, and gabbling like a hen. But I’ve kept quiet about it for twenty years.” She said carefully: “I’m glad you did, Ned. It has made the years pretty happy ones fot me.” So he knew a grudging contrition for his words, and came to kiss her cheek. “There,” he said. “Sorry, Myra. Let me blow off steam on you, won’t you?” “Of course,” she agreed, forgiv ing him completely. “As much as you like, my dear.” Early that evening Nancy and Dan had gone in her car, with sand wiches which she had herself pre pared, to have a pionic supper to gether beside the Cochituate reser voir; they made a lark of it, enjoy ing the fact that all about them at little distances were other cars, oth er young folk like themselves who had come here to be alone. “It makes me feel as though I belonged,” Nancy confessea. “I sup pose it’s common, but I like it. I like to be doing the things all these other girls are doing, riding out here with their young men, and whispering together in the darkness, and making love.” She said half dreaming: “It makes me feel as though I were part of a big thing, a universal thing.” She held Dan’s hand tightly. “It is big, and uni versal, Dan: this loving, this mat ing, isn’t it?” Dan chuckled. “Bless you, yes, I suppose so,” he said. “But I like to think it has never happened to anyone but us before. Ño one here can even half guess how I feel about you,” he assured her. “No woman could!” He said, with mock gravity: “In fact, i serious ly doubt if even a man could more than vaguely understand the depth, the profundity, the complexity—” She smiled beside him, pressed her fingers on his lips. “Hush,” she bade him. “Those big words are over my head. Just kiss me, my dear; that’s something I can understand!” But in his arms she confessed presently: “Men are different, though, aren’t they?” And she asked: “Dan, do you like Father?” “Like him?” he echoed. “Sure, I think he’s a wonder.” “So do I,” she admitted. “But I’m scared of him.” “Why?” he protested. “He’s been mighty decent to us. I expected him to rave and cuss and swear and drive me out of the house with a shotgun; but he has—" She interrupted reflectively: “I think that’s what worries me. When he first guessed about us, I know he was furious; but since then, he hasn’t seemed to object at all— except to want us to keep it SYNOPSIS To each of the people who knew him best, this change presented it self in a different guise. Paul Mas ter, through whom Doctor Greeding made his occasional investments, saw it in the shape of a reckless turn to speculation. Doctor Greed ing had in such matters always heretofore been willing to hear ad vice and to be guided by sane coun sels; but Associated Cottons was not the sort of security calculated to appeal to a conservative man, and Greeding had always been con servative. When during May and June he steadily increased his pur chases of this stock, Master was more and more perplexed and un easy. Cottons sagged steadily; but Doctor Greeding continued to buy, with a stubborn insistence which Master's best arguments could not shake. From Mrs. Greeding's point of view. Doctor Greeding altered in the direction of an increasing irri tability. He was apt to object to things which hitherto had evoked from him no least remonstrance. Between any husband and wife there grow up certain tolerances, certain acceptances It had been so with these two Mrs. Greeding always came downstairs to break- fast, usually in a dressing-gown and slippers and with a lace cap to hold in order her untended hair. Despite her presence. Doctor Greed ing always read the morning paper, and Mrs. Greeding always talked to him constantly throughout the meal, content with his monosyllabic replies. But now, when she did only what she had always done, he might ex plode: “I wish to heaven you wouldn’t talk to me while I'm read ing, Myra." Or: “Can't you find time to brush your hair before you come downstairs?" Or: “Isn't a woman wiser to make herself pre sentable in the morning before greeting her husband?" Or, ob scurely: "They've a rule ir. Sura baya, 1 have heard, that no one speaks to anyone else before break- fast. It's a good one.” Mrs. Greeding was disturbed; but she was not in the least in awe of her husband. “Nonsense, Ned," she protested, one morning. “I declare 1 don’t know what's got into you all of a sudden. You object to the things I’ve done for years." “Isn't the fact that you ve done the same things for years enough reason for wanting to change?" he retorted “No, of course not. People our age are old enough to have ar rived at a routine." “Our age?" he demanded, in a rising exasperation. “You appear to think me on the verge of senili ty ” "1 think you're on the verge of being a crosspatch," she said with a wistful tenderness “Ned. dear, what’s the matter with you lately? Tired? Nervous? Are things going badly at the office?" “Nothing is the matter with me." he assured her angrily “But you take the typical feminine attitude. If anything ruffles tne placid surface of a woman's life, she decides there Ames marvel!" He added, vaguely puz zled: “And she says he’s a lot of fun, too—joking all the time, and gentle and kindly and considerate. She likes him.” Nancy shivered in his arms; and he asked: “Cold?” “No, not a bit,” she assured him. “I don’t know why I shivered. Just —something.” CHAPTER V It was not wholly true that Mary Ann saw no change in Doctor Greeding. She did not confess this even to Dan; yet no woman can be wholly unconscious of the fact that a man’s thoughts are bound tight around her. A day or two after that trip to Kennebunk together, disturbed by her own perception of the develop ing situation, Mary Ann came to the Doctor to suggest giving up her employment with him. “I think Dan and Father need to have me more at home,” she said evasively. “To keep the house run ning smoothly.” He said seriously: “I can under stand the need for you there; but there is also a real need for you here." “You could get some one—" He spoke directly, with a disarm ing frankness. “Let’s be straight- forward about this," he urged. “I know what you’re thinking. You’re —ill at ease, since our drive to gether the other night. You sus pect that—my interest in you is rather more than professional I ”_ Her cheeks flamed; and he said with a chuckle: “I suppose that suspicion on your part is not un natural; but Mary Ann, if it will reassure you, I guarantee that I’m not in danger of falling in love with you.” “Heavens!” she protested, laugh ing. “I never thought that! You must think me insufferably conceit ed!” He shook his head. “Not at all!" You know that I like you. I ad mire your ability, but I like you personally too. Very much indeed. But you need have no least mis giving, Mary Ann." He added so berly: “And in all seriousness, I do need you here. You are in valuable to me in my work. We can save a good many lives to gether, you and I.” In the end she did stay. He had, by stating her thoughts in plain words, shrewdly succeeded in mak ing them ridiculous, and so destroy ing any reason she might have had for leaving him But also, she wished to stay. She found in this association with his work a daily pride and wonder. He had a healing magic in his fingers. He did miracles, without apparent ly realizing that they were mir acles. She saw him perform opera tions which her training told her were well-nigh hopeless; yet the patient proceeded to swift and com plete recovery. Late in June. Mrs. Greeding and Nancy went to the lake to open the house for the summer, and the Doc tor was left alone in Cambridge. Mary Ann suggested one night that he dine with them; but Doctor Greeding declined. “I suspect your father is a little bored with me,” he said. And he added: “I’m dining with Jerrell tonight. I hope he will spend the week-end at the lake with me. . . . By the way, when can you and Dan come up there? Sometime during August, say?” "I know Dan will want to,” she asserted, added evasively: "I’m not sure, myself." But he insisted. “You must come. Myra and I like to have young people around. I suppose it makes us feel a bit younger our selves.” “You’re the youngest man I know,” she assured him, smiling ly; but she did not promise to ac cept this invitation. He did dine that night with Jer rell; and Jerrell asked: “How’s Nancy? 1 had no chance to see her before she went to the lake." “You’d better run up with me over the week-end,” Doctor Greed ing suggested. “Myra will be glad to have you, and Nancy too, I know." To this Jerrell readily agreed. They arranged, before thej part ed, that Jerrell should accompany Doctor Greeding to the lake Fri day night; and at Jerrell’s sugges tion they chartered a seaplane and made the trip by air. Doctor Greed ing telephoned ahead, and when they landed in the open water in front of the island, a boat put off to meet them, Nancy at the wheel, some one beside her. Doctor Greed ing with a quick resentment and concern recognized Dan Carlisle. He had not anticipated the possibility that this young man would te here, and regretted it; and when they were in the boat, he saio almost curtly : "Hullo. Dan. Didn't expect to see you." "1 was on my way to the moun tains,” Dan replied. "Just stopped on my way through." “I made him stay for dinner," Nancy explained, and turned the boat toward shore. Mrs. Greeding was on the wharf to meet them. They moved up the path to the house, and Jerreil made appreciative comments. The house was like a Swiss chalet in out ward aspect, with a low red-tiled roof. Within, they came into a big living-room that extended to the roof-beams, with a tremendous field stone chimney like a column in the center. A balcony ran along two sides of this living-room at the second-floor level, and bedrooms were accessible from this balcony. Doctor Greeding showed Jerrell his loom, in the rear on the second floor, then himself returned with Mrs. Greeding to the big south bed- room which they occupied And when they were alone there, he said to her in a low tone, resentfully: “You might have used a little common sense. Myra. You knew Jerrell was coming. There was no need of his finding Dan here.” She said defensively. “I was playing bridge, at Mrs. Thurston’s, when he telephoned. So Nancy an swered, and when I got home he was here. After all, if Nancy is go ing to prefer Dan, she had better find it out before she marries Ira Jerrell, rather than afterwards.” “She’d have too much native de cency to find it out afterward,” he retorted. “You know, she’s my daughter.” Mrs. Greeding chuckled in affec tionate amusement. “Darling, of course! You are a model of loyal ty, I know. Not many middle-aged wives can be as sure as I that their husbands have never looked around the corner." “It’s not a thing to brag about,” he retorted. “It happens to be one thing I’m proud of,” she insisted smilingly. “The fact that you still love me. I shall even boast about it, if I choose.” He said morosely: "I’ve heard mothers boast about their immacu late sons, when I happened to know that the youngsters were plain dev ils.” She laughed. “Don t try to pre tend that you’re fast and loose, my dear,” she protested. “I know you too well.” And she added, still lightly: “Even if you and Mary Ann—” He exclaimed: “Myra, for heav en’s sake don’t start being jealous. Even if you are ready to think the worst of me, you might have more respect for Mary Ann. She’s hardly a — home-wrecker, you know. It's shameful to suggest—” “There,” she protested, laughing almost desperately, “I don’t sug gest anything except that you have a swim before dinner. Here’s your suit.” So he was silenced, and began to undress. After dinner Dan had tc leave. Nancy suggested: “Shall we all go for a boat-ride, drop Dan at the harbor, and then have a run around the lake afterward?” Doctor Greeding caught his wife’s eye. “Take Mr. Jerrell,” he sug gested. “Ira, if you’re a timid man, she’ll give you bad dreams. There are some channels around this lake that I won’t even tackle by daylight, but Nancy knows them in the dark. You go along!" “I think I’ll go too,” Mrs. Greed ing decided. “I—” But Doctor Greeding said: “I want you to look over the bills with me, Myra, so I can have the checks sent out Monday.” And when pres ently the others had departed, he said irritably: “You’re singularly dense, sometimes. Jerrell doesn’t want to ride around the lake at night with you!" She seemed about to speak, then held her tongue. After Dan was gone, the week-end passed pleasantly enough. Nancy and Jerrell played tennis together; they swam; they explored the lake. Sunday on the tennis court Doctor Greeding and Jerrell and the girl shot at targets. Pistol-shooting was the Doctor’s pet hobby. Jerrell proved singularly inept at this pastime. “I’d better stick to fishing.” he confessed at last. “I can cast a fly more accurately than a bullet!” And Nancy said: “I’ll take you after bass this afternoon; see if you’re as clever as you say.” When Doctor Greeding and Jer rell climbed into the plane for the return trip to Boston early Monday morning, the Doctor was well con tent. Jerrell and Nancy had been together constantly; and wher. Doc tor Greeding said good-by to the girl, he kissed her. and asked in a whisper: “Like Mr. Jerrell pretty well. Nancy?” “He’s a peach!” she agreed. Mary Ann had already gone to the hospital when he reached the office; but he met her in the corri dor outside the operating-rooms. His smile quickened at the sight of her. ♦ ♦ Service. She remarked: “You look rest- ea,” and he nodded. “I am," he said. “Ready tc move mountains.” She laughed softly. “Nothing so massive this morning," she replied. The forenoon passed in a mo notonous routine. When the last case was done, he proposed: “Come and lunch with me. You can tell me what has been going on.” She hesitated ; but then she as sented, smiling at her own hesita tion. “Very well,” she said. “Do you like Italian food—mine strone, ravioli?” he asked, when they arrived at the restaurant. “Of course. And 1 probably make the best spaghetti in captivity," she assured him smilingly. “That will take some proving,” he told her. “They are famous for it here.” But even after lunch she still in sisted on the superiority of her own product. “We always have it Thurs day nights,” she explained. “Maid’s Pattern 5695 In this pattern filet crochet, that favorite of the modern needle woman, is adapted to two lovely squares—handsome used together —effective each used alone in cloth, bedspread or scarf. The lace stitch sets off the design in each square. String is the ma terial used and you’ll be delight ed with the result. You can also use mercerized cotton to make the squares a smaller size. In pattern 5695 you will find instructions and charts for making the squares shown; an illustration of them and of the stitches needed; ma terial requirements. To obtain this patern send 15 cents in stamps or coins (coins preferred) to The Sewing Circle Household Arts Dept., 259 W. Fourteenth St., New York, N. Y. Write plainly pattern number, your name and address. Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets made of May Apple are effective in removing accumulated body waste.—Adv. Doing Good There never was a person who did anything worth doing that did not receive more than he gave.— H. W. Beecher. DON'T WAIT FOR A COLD 1. Keep your head clear 2. Protect your throat 3. Help build up YOUR ALKALINE RESERVE LUDEN’S^ Doubt Ruins Never seek a friendship when you are in doubt whether it will work. It won’t. Jerrell Asked, “How’s Nancy?" night out, you know. Father and Dan devour it by the bale, or bush el, or whatever the unit of spaghetti measure may be." “I’ll come, some Thursday night,” he declared, “and give you a chance to prove your claims.” She hesitated, then she said: “Do come! When?” “This next Thursday?” She said, half to herself, think ing of appearances: “Dan won’t be there this week; but of course Father will!” He read her thoughts, and was quick to turn them into another channel. “I saw Dan at the lake,” he remarked. “He stopped off for dinner, on his way to the moun tains—was there when Jerrell and I arrived.” She smiled. “I expect that dis tressed Dan. He knows Jerrell is— fond of Nancy; and he feels pretty keenly that he hasn’t much of any thing to offer a girl like her.” “He has—youth to offer,” said Doctor Greeding, watching her re action to this suggestion. “That’s a fairly common asset,” she pointed out. “If youth is a man’s only capital, he’ll soon be bankrupt. I’d rather rely on qual ities acquired by years of life and effort, than on the accidental—and fleeting—virtue of youth!” He looked at - her thoughtfully. "You plead Mr. Terrell’s cause pret ty warmly,” he suggested, an in tangible uneasiness awakening in him. . 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