Thursday, April 8, 1937
THE HERMISTON HERALD, HERMISTON, OREGON.
Bright
Star
By
Mary Schumann
Copyright by Macrae Smith Co.
WNU Service
SYNOPSIS
Kezia Marsh, pretty, selfish and twenty, ar-
fives home in Corinth from school and is met
by her older brother, Hugh. He drives her to
the Marsh home where her widowed mother,
Fluvanna, a warm-hearted, self-sacrificing and
understanding soul, welcomes her. Kezia's sis
ter, Margery, plump and matronly with the
eare of three children, is at lunch with them.
Hugh’s wife, Dorrie, has pleaded a previous
engagement. On the way back to his job at
the steel plant founded by one of his fore
bears, Hugh passes Doc Hiller, a boyhood
friend whom he no longer sees frequently be
cause of Dorrie’s antipathy. Fluvanna Marsh
wakens the next morning from a dream about
ber late husband, Jim, whose unstable char
acter she fears Kezia has inherited.
Soon
Ellen Pendleton comes over. She is an artis
tically inclined girl who is a distant niece of
Fluvanna’s and a favorite of Hugh’s.
She
happily tells Fluvanna she has become en
gaged to Jerry Purdue. Ellen fears that her
father and mother, Gavin and Lizzie, will not
approve the match.
CHAPTER II—Continued
—4—
"So then---- ?”
“I’m going to throw a big din
ner, have them all this Friday
night. Suit you?”
Hugh hesitated.
“You’d like it, wouldn’t you?”
she challenged.
“I’d like having them here of
course, but I wish it were because
you wanted them. Not a con
cession to my feelings.”
Dorrie turned her head to one
side and looked at the willow tree.
After a moment she said with
slow sulkiness: “You’d better take
it the way I do it.”
He watched her with puzzled
pain, watched her until he saw the
coldness melt from her face, and
another emotion come over i . She
said in a faint voice, “You’re
worth a dozen of me, Hugh."
He was relieved.
" What’s
brought this on?” he inquired
laughing.
She shook her head. “Call it a
mood.”
“Forget it, Dorrie. You can be
pretty sweet yourself!” He felt
suddenly happy. She was chary
with admissions of feeling. He
never knew exactly how deep her
feeling for him was. The occa
sional glimpses into her mind,
when she grew introspective as to-
night, were rare and accordingly
precious.
The western light had entirely
faded.
The dusk ringed her
around with magic. Her pale
green dress shimmered like moon
light. A night-hawk wheeled rest
lessly overhead, uttering a rauc
ous cry. Hugh, whose passionate
feeling for her had never dimmed,
felt her enchantment heighten, sur
round him with a mystical content
ment, and yearning.
His • yes held hers. “You’re
lovely,” he said on a breath.
“Thank you,” she murmured,
smiling.
The telephone tinkled inside the
house.
“I'll go,” said Dorrie, sliding off
the chaise longue.
She never walked briskly, but
when she came back she moved
with more animation than was her
wont.
“It's the Whitneys," she an
nounced. "They want us to go out
to Freeland Farms and dance "
Hugh gave a regretful ook at
the yard, bowered in bush and
vine, at the moon, climbing now,
a shimmering globe above the
trees. “Sort of nice here," he
commented.
She stood there, waiting for
him to say more. The expression
of her face was veiled, but he felt
a vitality flow from her, a cur
rent of something indefinable.
“Do you want to go?”
“That’s for you to decide," she
answered almost coldly.
He took her attitude L r re
proach. He stretched his arms
lazily. "Tell them, we’ll go Com
ing for us?”
“Yes. Can you be realy in ten
minutes?”
He nodded. "But we won’t stay
late, remember! I have a job to
hold down—if Cun hasn't.”
She started for the house, then
turned her head with her secret
smile. "You always say that—'we
won't stay late, remember’!”
“But we always do!”
She vanished in the rear door.
The Whitneys. Dancing
At
least it wasn't bridge which had
become so complicated lately with
the new scoring and new systems
which people quoted so confusing-
ly.
Freeland Fams—always a crowd.
The floor too small. But Dorrie
wanted to go. . . .
“Hugh.”
“Coming." He rose from his
chair reluctantly.
Cun Whitney was of medium
height, florid, and with curly brown
hair. He was cheerful, talkative,
and had an amazing vitality. He
was restless, liked to go places, be
| with people; he was full of vision
ary schemes for making money
which he never followed through.
| He was an excellent salesman, suc-
I ceeding through sheer charm of
manner and enthusiasm, but had
J been out of work since the Novem
ber before. He was thoughtful and
I kind to his friends, and when Hugh
| had been laid up with influenza the
| winter before, had sat up with him
all one night.
Joan was small, with an olive
complexion, straight black hair
| which she dressed severely, and
great smoky gray eyes with thick
black lashes.
“Hurry up,” she called as Hugh
and Dorrie came down the walk,
“we’re simply bursting to tell you
the news!”
"What news?” asked Hugh.
“Did the old man come through?”
“Right the first time!”
“Congratulations!” cried Hugh,
climbing into the car. “Wonder
ful,” said Dorrie.
“He has a job with the Crescent
people and starts work the first of
the month!”
“You see how glad she is to be
rid of me!” complained Cun. “Sick
of having me underfoot around the
house!”
“You weren’t at home much!
You went down town every day,”
flashed Joan.
“Will you have to travel, Cun?”
asked Dorrie.
“More or less—several days a
week. And they came to my fig
ure!— which is important.”
“We’ll look after Jonny for you
when you’re away — take her
around. Eh, Dorrie?”
“Of course.”
Joan’s elation gave a lilt to her
quiet voice. “It’s the most glori
ous feeling! Almost worth the ag
ony of suspense for eight months to
experience it. Although I must say
Cun was marvelous about it—al
ways cheerful.”
“Always marvelous!" said Cun.
“I was the one who was afraid—
afraid of his-----”
Cun, as he drove, looked back
over his shoulder. “Go ahead and
spill it. What were you afraid of?
My sinking into bad habits?”
“Oh, keep quiet.”
Cun laughed and nodded. “You
see, no confidence in me at all!—
and from one who knows me best!
Anyhow we’re here, and it’s a
grand night and we're all good fel-
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CHOOL Lesson
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By Elmo
Scott Watson
© Western
Lesson for April 11
THE SIN OF ADAM AND EVE
V X/ HEN
you buy one of those
scarlet-petaled flowers called
the poinsettia to add to the festive
appearance of your home at Christ
mas time, you are helping perpetu
ate the fame of an American who
little realized that his name would
become associated with one of the
symbols of the Yuletide. For Joel
R. Poinsett had so many other
claims to distinction that it seems
curious he is best remembered be
cause a flower bears his name!
Born in South Carolina in 1779, he
studied both medicine and military
science abroad but his father in
duced him to abandon his intention
of entering the army and to be
come a student of law. Poor health
forced him to give that up and he
asked President Madison for a com
mission in the army. He was about
tc be appointed quartermaster-gen
eral when the secretary of war ob
jected.
Instead he was sent on a dip
lomatic mission to South America
where he mixed in the politics of
Chile, and fomented revolution un
til he became known as “the
scourge of the American continent”
and was recalled. Next he was sent
to Mexico. Always interested in
botany, he brought back from that
country the flower which was given
the scientific name of “Poinsettia
Pulcherina.”
Just as he had been a stormy
petrel in international politics, so
he was a disturbing element in the
politics of his native land. During
the Nullification controversy in
South Carolina he organized and led
the Unionist forces. By doing
that he won the esteem of the nation
al government and President Van
Buren made him secretary of war.
Poinsett improved and enlarged
the army, organized a general staff,
built up the artillery, directed the
Seminole war and managed the re
moval of some 40,000 Indians to In
dian Territory. In the midst of this
activity his scientific interests were
not neglected. He experimented
with scientific agriculture, sent out
the Wilkes expedition into the Ant
arctic and was largely instrumental
in founding the National Institute
for the Promotion of Science and
the Useful Arts which later was
merged with the Smithsonian Insti
tution. His busy career carni to an
end in 1851 while he was living in
retirement as a plantation owner in
his native state.
Brooklyn Bridge Jumper
P ACK in the eighties the Brooklyn
P bridge was one of the wonders
“You'd Better Take It the Way
I Do It.”
lows! I felt like a celebration and
told her to call you up. I knew
Hugh would curse. But a little
night-life is good for you, you old
stick-in-the-mud ! ”
“We’re not to be out late!” called
Dorrie, mockingly. “Husband's or
ders! Just before we started!”
They found a table near an open
window at the Freeland Farms, an
old country mansion which had
been turned into a road house.
The space for dancing was limit
ed, and waiters zigzagged and re
treated with their laden trays, to
avoid the swaying couples. It was
not so hot as Hugh had expected;
a breeze came in from the west;
the room had good ventilation, ex
tending up two stories with win
dows near the roof.
Hugh saw Ellen Pendleton across
the room seated at a table with
Jerry Purdue. The drama of their
preoccupation with each other
drifted through the noise and cig
arette smoke. Ellen’s face was
flushed, her eyes were luminous as
she toyed with her food and list
ened to Jerry propound some the
ory. Isolation enfolded them in the
midst of the crowd.
He touched Dorrie’s arm. “See
Ellen with young Purdue?”
She smiled and nodded. "He
looks the sort she'd fall for, lean
and dark—with a way!” She ex-
p'ained to the others, “Hugh's fa
vorite cousin with her young man.”
“A cousin?” said Cun. “Alibi?”
Joan fanned herself with the
menu. “Don't you know Hugh’s
related to all the Pendletons?
That's Gavin's daughter, Ellen.”
“I vow the whole town's a cousin
to Hugh,” said Dorrie languidly.
“Hard to have any personal con
versation. I never dare express
an opinion of anyone I meet for
fear of insulting a connection. El
len is third or fourth in degree—
what is it, Hugh?”
“About that. Great-grandfathers
were brothers.”
"Still they call it cousin! She
studied art for a couple of years.
Paints very well they say.”
tro BE coynoiLLO)
of the modern world. Its dedication
on May 24, 1883 was an event of
nation-wide interest but three years
later it was even more in the news
because of a man with whose name
that great span has been linked in
popular memory ever since.
He was Steve Brodie, bootblack,
street car conductor, sailor and
worker around the docks who be
came a professional walker as a
means of earning some easy money.
But he was never better than a sec
ond-rater and none of his walking
matches ever benefited him great
ly. In the summer of 1886 he was
nearly “broke.”
One day in July he heard some
of his friends talking about the lat
est casualty among the men who
had tried for fame and fortune by
diving from the Brooklyn bridge to
the river, 135 feet below. Seven of
them had tried it and all of them
had been killed.
“Huh, I bet you I could do it and
not be killed,” boasted Brodie. “Bet
you $100 you can’t!” replied a
friend. “You’re on!” was Brodie’s
answer. But he was evidently none
too confident that he could make
good on his boast for he took out a
life insurance policy for $1,000 as a
protection for his wife, just in case
On July 23, 1886 Brodie jumped
off the bridge and came up without
a scratch. Officials of the life in
surance company were furious be
cause he had risked $1,000 of their
money to win $100. They returned
his premium and cancelled his poli
cy—which was foolish, for he lived
to a ripe old age!
His successful jump was widely
publicized. It won him an engage
ment in a melodrama called
“Blackmail” in which he had to
dive off a great height into a net—
a feat which, he declared, was even
more dangerous than his jump from
the bridge—and his performance in
this (at $100 a week) made “Bro
die, the Brooklyn Bridge-Jumper”
famous all over the country. His
achievement encouraged imitators
and during the next few years no
less than 11 others tackled the na
tion's most spectacular high dive.
Although the first seven had per
ished in their attempts, Brodie
seemed to have broken the jinx,
for every one of the 11 survived.
By that time the novelty of such a
feat had somewhat worn off. But
Brodie's fame as the first to make
a successful jump was secure.
Moreover, he contributed another
picturesque phrase to the Ameri
can language, for “doing a Brodie”
is still a synonym for a spectacular
jump or plunge from a height
1268
By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST.
Dean of the Moody Bible Institute
of Chicago.
© Western Newspaper Union.
Newspaper
Christmas Flower
From Perfectly Cut Patterns
LESSON TEXT—Genesis 3:1-15.
GOLDEN TEXT—The soul that stnneth.
It shall die. Ezek. 18:4.
PRIMARY TOPIC—In the Garden of
Eden.
JUNIOR TOPIC—Trying to Hide From
God.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC—
What Sin Is and Does.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—
The Consequences ot Sin.
"One of the curiosities of the Brit
ish Museum is a brick from the
walls of ancient Babylon which
bears the imprint of one of Baby
lon’s mighty kings. Right over the
center of the royal seal is deeply
impressed the footprint of a ‘pariah’
dog which apparently trod upon it
when it was soft and plastic. Long
ages have passed; the king’s su
perscription is visible but defaced;
the footprint of the dog is clear and
sharply defined.
"Human nature is like that brick.
. . . Man originally was made in
the image of God, but over the
royal beauty of the Divine likeness
there has been superimposed the
dirty disfigurement of the Devil’s
imprint” (D. E. Hart-Davies).
Last Sunday we saw the heavens
and earth, the animals, yes, the en
tire creation crowned by man him
self, as it had come from the hand
of God— “and behold it was very
good” (1:31). But, sadly enough, it
did not long remain so, for sin
which had already entered the uni
verse soon found its way into the
world.
God created Adam in his own
likeness and image, gave him “a
helpmeet unto him,” and placed
him in perfect surroundings. He
gave him congenial employment,
and above all the inestimable privi
lege of fellowship with Him.
But because man was not a mere
automaton—a toy in the hands of a
superior being—God gave him the
power of moral choice, the oppor
tunity to exercise his God-given per
sonality in making that choice. Obe
dience is the underlying moral prin
ciple of the universe.
Today we go with Eve and Adam
into that cataclysmic experience
which we call “the Fall of Man,”
for as we read in Romans 5:12, "by
one man sin entered into the world,
and death by sin; so death passed
upon all men, for that all have
sinned.”
I. Temptation (vv. 1-5).
Satan is not a cloven-hoofed mon
strosity with a forked tail and a
trident in his hand. No, indeed, he
is more subtle than anything in
creation. We read that he is “trans
formed into an angel of light” (II
Cor. 11:14). His approach in our
day is as smooth, and cultured as
it was in the garden of Eden. An
example is the insidious liquor ad
vertising of our day. Another is
his use of the man who stands be
hind the pulpit or sits in the profes
sor’s chair and destroys the Chris
tian faith of young men and women.
Note the five steps in the fall of
man:
1. Listening to a slander against
God (Satan lied about God).
2. Doubting God’s Word and love
(If we trust God we will obey him).
3. Looking at that which God has
forbidden (The eye will betray us
unless we guard it).
4. Lusting after what God had
prohibited (Compare Genesis 3:6
with I John 2:6).
5. Disobedience to God’s com
mand.
II. Sin (v. 6).
Sin is deliberate transgression,
not a natural weakness, nor a ne
cessity. It showed itself in its true
light when it at once reached out
and dragged down another. We do
not sin alone for very long.
III. Consequences (vv. 7-15, also
16-19).
1. The serpent is cursed.
2. Sin, death and condemnation
enter the world.
3. Sorrow is linked with mother
hood.
4. Responsibility and headship is
given to man. .
5. The ground is cursed and the
burden of labor introduced.
IV Redemption (v. 15).
Here we have the first promise of
redemption, and the scarlet thread
of redemptive truth thus runs from
this point at the Bible's beginning
to its very last chapter. Even in
judging the first Adam for his sin
God promises the coming of the
second Adam who is to redeem the
race. You are in the family of
the first Adam by natural birth;
have you entered the family of the
second Adam by supernatural re
birth? (I Cor. 15:21, 22, 45.)
Employing Character
A good character when
lished should not be rested
an end, but only employed
means of doing still further
—Atterbury.
estab
in as
as a
good.
Punishment That Hardens
If punishment makes not the will
supple, it hardens the offender.—
Locke.
To Have Friendship
The only way to have a friend is
to be one.—Emerson.
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<«I’M GLAD I’m noi on the serv-
- ing committee this week,”
muses Mrs. Smith of Walnut
street, as she takes stock of her
self in the mirror preparatory to
leaving for the church supper. "I
look entirely too swell for me—
why, I’m almost excited! I al
ways knew surplice waists were
becoming, but how becoming I
never knew till now. That little
deceptiveness is just what I need,
and these sleeves are the most
comfortable things! If about half
our circle wore dresses like this
it would be better for all con
cerned; so many of us have out-
grown the tailored streamlined
styles. Now, Mrs. White for in
stance—”
,
Enter an Admirer.
"Why Mother, you look de-love-
ly in that shade of blue! And you
look real stylish, too—you ought
to be going to a Coronation.”
"Oh, I’d much prefer the church
supper, dear. I’ll be a somebody
there in my new dress but at a
Coronation I would be little po
tatoes. By the way, what did they
say about your new jumper at
school?”
“Mother, I meant to tell you.
Mary Jane and Betty are both go
ing to coax their mothers to make
one just like it. I said maybe you
would loan them the pattern,
would you?”
“Why of course. Did you tell
them it took me only two after-
noons to make yours including
two blouses?”
Enter "The Duchess.”
"Sis, you’re pretty young to be
talking about clothes so intelli
gently. When you get a figure
that clothes really count on—
ahem, like Yours Truly’s for in
stance; then it might be different
—oh Mother, how nice! I’m crazy
about it. Gee, such smart lines!
Remember, you promised to help
me with a new party frock next
week if I did well with this shirt
waister. I wish all dresses were
as easy to sew and as swell to
wear as it is.”
“Perfectly cut patterns spell
success for any frock, Kay; your
party dress is as good as made
right now. But I must be on my
way or I’ll be more than fashion
ably late for the affair. Bye, bye
—be good girls and see that Dad-
iy gets something to eat.”
The Patterns.
Pattern 1268 is for sizes 36 to
52. Size 38 requires 5% yards of
39 inch material.
Pattern 1996 is for sizes 6 to 14
years. Size 8 requires 1% yards
of 39 inch material for the jumper
and 113 yards for the blouse.
Armscye and neck edges of jump,
er require 2% yards of 112 inch
bias facing.
Pattern 1226 is for sizes 14 to
20 (32 to 42 bust). Size 16 re
quires 3% yards of 35 inch ma-
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