The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 2, 1927, Page 4

“PAGE FOUR An Independent Ni (Established 1873) te! jarck as second class mail George D. Mann.......... The Bismarck Tribune aper THE STATE’S OLDEST NSWSPAPER 7 Ce EET ' Published by the Bismarck Tribune Company, Biamarck, N. D., and entered at the postoffice at! inclas President and Publisher | ‘ Subscription Rates Payable'in Advance 1 $2,010, expressed in the terms of a dollar’s purchas- ing power in 1913, represented a gain from $947 in 1917 to $1,186 last year. Our increase in average income has been matched by an increase in average efficiency. Despite the constantly growing population and the relatively ic nature of our natural resources, new in- ns and greater skill and organization are lenabling the average American to progress stead- {ily upward in economic welfare. Our capacity for THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE The Shining Example Moe ano Nore, DISARMAMENT SHOULD BE. OUR WATCHWORD — LOOKIT ME, I'M Daily by carrier, per year . “Daily by mail, per year, (in Daily by mail, per year, =, (in state outside Bismarek)....... Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota. Member Audit Bureau of Circulation | | Member of The Associated Press H +The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches! sredited to it or not otherwise credited in this pa- per, and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT Tower Bldg, vive, BURNS & SMITH Oe NEWYORK -| - - _ Fifth Ave, Bldg. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) The Chinese Puzzle It is indeed a most puzzling thing to Americans, this mixup in China. How to keep Chang Kai Fuy’Tsao Kun, Sun Chuan Fang and Feng Yu Hsiang all separate and distinct in one’s mind, to- gether with their aims and purposes is a job of the first magnitude. They are all prominent militar, Yeaders in China and all have an important bearing Shek, Chang Tso Lin, Chang Tsung Chang, Wu Pei} production is far ahead of our immediate needs and is likely to so continue for some time, thus pro- viding us with an almost unlimited range for the expansion of our prosperity. Another Bubble Smashed Somehow this life is full of disappointments, and ._ our oldest and fondest illusions all get smashed up | | sooner or later. This gloomy remark is caused by a little story from Tulsa, Okla., where chorus girls went on strike because their wages of $15 weekly were not ! enough to live on. They won the stgike and a $2.50 raise, | Thus perishes another illusion, We had always supposed that mere ‘matters like | food and drink were not among the major worries | of a hard-working chorine. Never having enjoyed | any first-hand information on the matter, we had imagined that the life of the chorus girl was just | one round of fun; in the evening, dancing about be- hind the footlights—and later on, mebbe, gay par- | ties and all that. { But it seems that the chorus girl, like all the | rest of us, often has a hard time keeping the wolf ‘from the stage door. | “The life of a chorus girl ‘is a hard one,” on» {of the Tulsa fair ones is quoted as saying. “You see, we have to have decent street wardrobes so on the situation. Yet things are beginning to more simply, that is, more simply than China i accustomed to. One way in which this is being aceomplished is in the fact that today there are but two main factions. Six months ago, even, there were many factions, more than half a dozen sep- | avate kingdoms, each ruled by an almost independ- eht soldier-king. Now there is but the Cantonese army of young China on the south, led by Chan:: Kai Shek, opposing the army of the north, led by Chang Tso Lin. align themselves | that when the audience sees us on the street the character of our show won't suffer. Clothes cost “money, and when you finish paying your board and room at the end of the week and replenish your | stock of cosmetics, there is little left for the glad And another adds: “These stories about the loose life of the chorus are all the bunk. Since I have been in the choru< I have heard a lot about the ‘fast life,’ but the ——— ALWAYS. FINDING WAYS: T ReouceE AY ARMAMENTS * 1 aims of different fi consolidated. The forces the va been i eign bidder. what they most desire in China, = understocd. Aims and purposes for the first time and American = tial kingdom. The national income for 1926 The figures are quite reliable, dependable sources have suppli them. = information on the condition pocketbook. 4 South that young China is rallying. 0 “gressing, modern side of the conflict. They see in week. 3 Ghang Kai Shek a leader who will achieve for them | = are for the first time able to take an intelligent interest in the civil war that is agitating the celes- save himself. The American Income According to the bureau's figures, the average In this movement toward two main factions all _ they must cover, ions in China have | of the rallied behind the order of conservatis militarism and loyalty sold out to the highest for- otherwise) damsels across the footlights are care- | ning admo: {free butterflies. We shall be oppressed by the | But it is behind the Cantonese armies of the thought that some of them, doubtless, need shoes, | ed voice, ‘Cherry!’ and Cherry and that others have not had a square meal ail| Well, so be it, north are No more, when n, predatory show, can we It is the pro | It’s really too a united front and‘ § a national consciousness that will eliminate foreign; stand out clear! newspaper readers own life t ' | Little items like that aren’t unusual. Such things | de haa in every city. We all have was $89,682,000,- and then. But Keep that ‘in sinee a number of ' ied the basis for, Railroad wage tables and farmers’ income wrote a new life of W: estimates by the department of agriculture were year, is going to tackle U.S. Grant next. available and other compilations have been made | of income tax payments which furnish interesting “Grant,” says an obscure and country store. of the American A Dramatic W. E. Woodward, one of th dramatic of our heroes. . Somehow we're sorry to hear it. we only place I find any speed is in the girls trying ; e to make their weekly pay checks cover the ground |, {aw 4 nt Aid a it in the audience at a musical pretend that the gayly clad , (or bad. About Policemen who roused the inmates of i burning tenement, called the fire department and then sacrificed his! ying to rescue a cripple who could no: | gether for a few minute: our grievances at policemen, now it doesn’t hurt to remember thai 000, or an average of $2,010 among citizens guin-' the policeman must always be réady to risk his fully employed, according to figures just issued by life in our service. Every now and then he takes! broken voice, her handkerc 2 the national bureau of economic research. This one risk too many—and loses. . represents an annual increase of seven per cent! = for the years beginning with 1921, or a gain of pressing yourself about the bluecoats. some $27,000,000,000 between 1921 and 1926, mind the next time you start ex- r jiographerg who during the past ington’ Woodward, “was one of the most At the age of 38 he was beaten man, sitting silently in a His opportunities were all appar- ently behind him. | “Who would have dreamed, at the beginning of | © 927 & “Go on, Mrs. Dennis. Speak right up so the jury can hear you,” Ban- 4 shed the unwilling wit- impatient Well, Mrs. Lane said, in a shock- Miss Cherry "said, ‘Don't be shocked, | Mother.’ or words to that effect, and |then she said, ‘He won't die! ' No {such lick.” | In the tense silence of the court- | room. « herry's thoughtless words, re- | peated by a woman who was obvious- shocked glances, sti ; their seats, Cherry and Chui ng uneasily in | fore Banning, with drama’ | ness, turned his witness over to the nse lawyer for cross-examination, Sinner | district attor NEA SERVICE, INC. Mrs. Dennis, I'll ask you to s nearly ‘as you can re- member, the tone of voice that Miss Cherry ‘used when she said those words you have dited to her.” “Objection!” roared the indignant But Judge Grimshaw overruled the objection, and Mrs. Dennis was in- structed to answer the question, “Her voice was gay, like it almost always was, She--she spoke as if 4 i fi v j i | 1 story i ej ly unwilling to testify, took on aj she didn't mean-—" _ domination. : - ‘ | It was just a little one-paragraph story in the Ulwebue Meant. Men the. ages; confine drouria wie ore Manatee Abt $ _It is the first time in some five years that the paper the other day. Perhaps you missed it en-j which had shown maddeningly iittie| conclusions,” Judge Grimshaw ad- situation in China has been so simple and so easily tirely. It told about a: policeman in an eastern city |fnterest. in the trial, exchanged| monished her rather sternly, before Banning could phrase hi “Well, her voice was and laughing-like, d objectio » Mrs. Dennis, as clothes on Miss Cherry, dresses for her did she you tried on planned confide i Mrs. Dennis, you are a nd of | you her feelings toward Mr. Clun: this defendant, are you not?” Church- | her elderly fiance?” Churchill askes vill asked sympathetically. “She talked about him sometimes “Yes, sir. She— she was just love- Did she express her fondness for l- to me while I was working for ther,” Mrs. Dennis answe in a ef dubs bing at her red eyes. “And you are an even closer friend of the defendant's sister, Miss Fuith Lane, aren't. you?” ij Yes, sir. H “Now, Mrs. Dennis, when you were putting on your wraps in the hall, | did the defendant or her mother or sister, or all of them, observe th: you were within heating distance ; Churchill asked with deceptive gen- tleness. jte vou in conversat him, her gratitude to him, or did she express dislike and disgust for her elderly fiance?” Churchill asked. “Your honor, I object tion as one intended ning positively lanced in hdraw the . “and put it th what was Miss Cherry's at as expressed question “She reférred to ‘an old arling’ or ‘a sweet old duck’ or ‘my nice old boy friend’-"" Mrs. Dennis “I—I don’t know. The door was|floundered over the Cherry-like en- They could have seen me. And|dearments, until, she was stopped, in open, when I had my hat and coat and | galoshes on, I stepped to the door of | the dining room and called out “Good- ' night.” confusion, by the ripple of laughter that ran over the courtroom. While Judge Grimshaw was angrily rapping for order, Churchill smiling- price of staple goods last year was slightly less than five years ago and the purchasing power per capita income has risen 36 per cent. Last year the number of those gainfully employed was 44,- 600,000 out of a population estimated at 115,000,- 000. All of them earned some kind of direct in- come and the average income of these 44,600,000 was $2,010 on the basis laid down by the bureau. the civil war, that this seedy, discouraged failure | was to become leader of the union armies and presi- dent for two terms?” make Grant's biography “human” in the way he tried to make that of Washington. But we agree with him that he has an unusually interesting sub- | said?” Churchill pressed her, “O, no, sir. We don’t know whether Woodward is going to Dennis answered eagerly. directed. Not at all, sir,” Mrs. THEY’RE ALL ALIKE Faith and Cherry looked at each other in blank astonishment, then o i InNew York | New York, April 2.—New tentacles of the subway, threading the under- crust of Manhattan, spell ruthless, destruction to the romantically pic- turesque,,and common place alike above thé surface. Just now, as a new bra funder landmarks of old G Village,’ signs dot a river-liké path announcing that this and that block must be destroyed. One such is in a building which hap drawn tourists from many lands. Here it was that John Masefield, one of the greatest living poets, got his start as a bar-boy. Once a popular bar of the old village, it furnished a job for the scrawny English lad east about in the metropolis. Presi- dents of the ladies’ club of Ashcan, Ariz., and titled gentry from London have made their pilgrimage to this place, which long since has degen- erated from a first-class saloon to a typical village book store. In the window has long hung a colorful the rail in the days when Masefield was allowed to scrub out cuspidors, . Some years afterward Frank Shay, ‘who: edits anthologies of the best plays und such, opened a book shop ‘on th Shay's proudest heritage ‘was’ the old swinging door. Thereon had been written the names and earved the initials of some of the folk. To this re added many more during enancy. When he closed up hop he unscrewed the door and took him. It is, perhaps, among ost valuable doors to be found. | The latest oceupant, one Data, joy who wandered into New York from Mexico, Wyoming and way ranges bringing with him a guitar ind some cowboy songs, started out je night to borrow a coffee pot and Groppitig into the book store, which flonnderine under the manace- t of two young women, returned with a coffee rot brt with This, however, is not the whole photograph showing the boys lined at | story, for the | ject. ‘atrieal people, artists, poets, write and what-not—have scrawled their names upon it. When the subway ousts him he will unscrew the door and add it to the collection of famous doors I have been kicked out of. ‘ ene Some of the most famous garrets in the village also are to pass with the subway’s coming. Along Christ- opher street, once a rambling farm road, artists are scurrying from their nests like rats. In the wake of the |despoilers ix aneancient farm house jwhich a few years ago was decked tout with bright green shutters and white paint to become a studio of the Greenwich Village pattern. one The village, by the way, having been invaded by uptowners these many months, threatens to come to life in spite of the decamping of many of the attic-dwellers, typically “village art” magazines have sprung up within a few months; a Grub Street Club reads poetry over its dollar dinner on Monday evenings; a modern art gallery has suddenly appeared on a side street; a former opera singer has opened a restaurant and at least half a dozen new cafes have made their appear- ance in McDougall street. GILBERT SWAN. ! At The Movies ¥ITINGE THEATRE “The Winning of Barbara Worth.” film oresentation of Harold Bell Wright's best selline novel, with Ron- ald Colman and Vilma Banky, comes to the Eltinge as the feature for Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. The dramatic romance which fea- tures Ronald Colman and the lovely Vilma Banky, reunited‘on the screen after a year’s separation in other films, is a glowine tale of those pio- neers who battled with the menace of water, first in its total absence ond then in its overflowing wo Tt ta at dnc. bf hteve, Immediately ha wnt un athar Anne, and otartad aut tn mate aes nae the ethos, Half the of the present day—the- man’s soul, “The: Winning of Barbara. Presents the nicst uni Three! triangle of any of the more import- jant films, with Willard Homes, eastern engineer, coming to love Barbara just as Abe Lee, desert-bred westerner, does; and poor Barba: does not known her own mind, lo} ing both. Gary Cooper, one of the year’s “finds,” plays Abe Lee to Ronald Colman’s Holmes, And Miss Banky is Barbara Worth, daughter of the Jefferson Worth who knew the west should be reclaimed. CAPITOL THEATRE Here’s a new one—“a knockout!” According to Mille Pictures Corporation, Rod La- Rocque’s new star picture, Cruise of the Jasper B,” which will be shown at the Capitol theatre next Monday. is emphatically a “laughing knockout.” Don Marquis is the author of the story, which has appeared in novel form; Zelda Sears and Tay Garnett are responsible for the adaptation, and Bertram Millhauser, who super- vised the production, said during the | filming operation: “It has been my pleasure to see many comedies,"but I know of none that caused me to laugh like I have laughed at the rushes of Rod's new picture. Mind: you, the ,picture ix still in the process of making: as yet faws now, what do you imagine it will do when it is finished?” Everyone the De Mille studio was enthusiastic over the production in which La Rocque is supported by Mildred Harris, Jack Ackroyd and Snitz Edwards. It was Millhouser, | however, who gave the production the name “the laughing knockout.” Justajingle | “I've got a lot of dough,” “New, watcha think of that?” Then wifey took him shoppii a It simply knocked him flat. ‘Ia ancient times, bakers made lit- e the story of Posi grces 4 tle dough images for their customers reclaimed and the reelamation of 2} t Christmas. If these were kept unbroken thtoughout the year the ‘Worth”| Owner was supposed to be immune ique eternal] frem injury or disease... laughing the De “The incomplete? If it causes great guf-| By Bess Bly | CULT Xe | EP. Deep REO pence as Well O£akIE -L AomiT LT Nave A LoT ToL ARN AGouT- DRIVING -BvT WHEN My MoTor Gels HoT—E DonT STRIP MY GEARS, TsCool iT J the slow red of shame crept Cherry's magnolia-white face. A lilied suitor gets . “NEA Service, Inc.) over TOMORROW: a Mean reveng (Copyright, 7192 BS EDNA, DO YOU MEAN IT? If the regime of pronibition con- tinues to spread, food will be the next thing banned, Edna Ferber told a Yale audierice the other night. | Well, maybe that’s the only way | We'll ever get around to home cook- ing again. .@ . The ban on food would just’ suit some of the ladies who have quit eating, anyhow. . . Maybe if some people, had to take | their soup in a epeak-easy they'd not he so boisterdts about it. . It is high time something were done about the men who go around over- feeding their vests. . If food prohibition does come, the sheiks can forget their hip flasks and start stringing their belts with doughnuts. one When Gene Tunney wi in Los Angeles Jack Dempsey invited him ‘over to his hotel for breakfast. Stealing the White House stuff? ees By the way, if Coolidge goes west for his vacation, hadn't we better recall some marines to escort him through Chicago? | Anne Nichols gaye Fidward Pay- (zen Weston a life’ income. A few days later the aged walker was hit niee Weston will lawyer, anyhow. oe a taxicab, It’ able to hire be The hig question before, Congress about elevating guns seems to have been answered promptly over in the neighborhood of Bhanehai . A eenins is a man who can wear “Did Miss Cherry or Miss‘ Faith|ly dismissed the witness, and Ban- | or to be embar-|ning, red-faced and angry, waved her| dirty shirt to work. : ity that you had | away also. | overheard what Miss Cherry had| “Call Mr. Chester Hart,” Banning | Old Masters { oo I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; 1 fled Him, down the arches of the years; es I fled Him, down the labyrinthian ways Of my own mindy and in the mist of tears laughter. Up. vistaed hones I sped; And shot, precipitated Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that follow- cd, followed after, But with hurrying chase, | _An unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat—and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet—— things betray thee, who be- trayest Me.” —Francis Thompson: From “The Hound of Heaven.” | ATHOUGHT | o—_______—_—__ Out of thine own mouth will 1 judge thee—Luke aix “All Forbear to judge, for we are sin- ners all-Shakespeare. 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The gen- wine has the Red Cross In printed on box.—Adv. | cranks,” I hid from Him, and under running | It! of) nd | Cepyright, 1028, by Margaret Turabell. ‘WNU Service THE STORY | CHAPTER 1—With a atrange whom he introduces as his nephew, Ned Carter, Claude Melnotte Dabbs |returns from New York to his gen- Pence Valley, acquaintance, veteran of the World war, whom he had met and taken o liking to. CHAPTER Il.—Carter tells Aunt Lyddy ,he has broken with his family “and his sweetheart because of his resentment uf. their ultra pacific tendencies. With Dabbs Ned | Visits Cloper Hollow, abiding place “collection of ‘good-natured ‘aecording to the grocer. They almost tun over a. dog. be- ‘longing to a girl whom Carter: a parently recognizes, Ned delivers ja grocery order and in his absence [the giel, Darothy. Selden, reveals [that “she. knows him. to" be Ned | Carter ron of Loren rk banker. day Ned vi ‘of a | CHAPTER Ill. — Next commenecs work as a “grocer’s ‘boy. At a residence, the “White | House,” he delivers an order marked “Johnstén.” There he meets a | who tells him she and her mother are alone in the house, the servants having left them because of the “loneliness.” procure household help. Arrange- ment is made for a cook to go to the | Johnstons’, CHAPTER IV—The cook being un-j| | able to begin work at once, Ned vis- its the White House to inform Miss \ Johnston of the fact, Explaining ; the situation to her‘ mother, the | girl, “Mary | lady's emotion at the { Dabbs’ name. The cook arrives, and | Mary, with Ned, goes to the village | for groceries. They are | Dorothy Selden. village gossip concerning the mother and daughter. Mrs. Johnston ac- companies Miry to an inn for lunch- eon. Dabbs sees Mrs. Johnston” is his wife, “Polly,” and is disturbed. | He informs Ned he has something on jab mind that he would like to tell | him, CHAPTER VI.-—Claude reveals to college, and under pecyliar circumstances, and his wife let him the day after the ceremony. He ‘is convinced Johnston” is his wife, “Polly,” and naturally wants to know, who is Mary? CHAPTER VII.—Mrs. Johnston tells Mary they are practically pen- niless, through a trustee's defalca- tions. She plans an appeal to Loren angeley, her banker, ang Mary en- deavors to dissuade her. While with Ned, Mary falls into a pool. Ned gets her out, unhurt, but the incident reveals to him the real nature of his feelings toward the girl. CHAPTER VIII.—In an attempt to clear up the situation, Dabbs sends Mrs. Johnston $400, which he had from her when they were married. She’ keeps’ the money,. satisfying Dabbs she is his wife, but, who is Mary? Mrs. Johnston and. her daugh- ter go to New York, on Dubbs’ money. Dabbs tells Ned he knows he is Rangeley’s son, und the two’ men arrange to follow the women. “Polly” informs Loren Rangeley she und Mary are going to Europe at once. CHAPTER 1X.—Mrs. Johnston tells her daughter something of her early life and poverty, and acknowledges that Dabbs is Mary’s father. The girl is pleased, declaring she likes Dabbs. Her tiother fiorea __ . to his room. ‘There he was, sit- ting all huddled up by the window, T asked him if he minded my doing up the reom while he wae there. and he sald be didn’t. He had # telegram clutched ta his hand. 1 could see that he was troubled. By and by I couidn’t stand it any longer. I forgot my, own troubles. T'd never been so sorry for anyone in my life, I went up to him, and | quite forgetting I was a servant, | sald: * | Mr. Dabhs — Claude — what's wrong? “Claude!” Mary exclaimed. ; “Claude Dabbr? What a funn: | Mame: Why, it’s the same az—” Her mother stopped ter with a quick: “It was funnier than that. | L dixcovered — afterw: it was | Claude Melnotte Dat Mary's soft laugh rang out, and then she checked It. | “Oh, Mother, I'm sorry, I'm so | Intevegted. Hurry and tell.” | Her daughter's mirth was not the pleasantest sound in Mrs, John- | Ston’s ears just tien, “I dixcovered that this young man, with the fun- hy name, was in great trouble. His | father was dying and the boy had | Ho money to go home with, and his mother quite too poor to send him any,’ | “Oh, poor thing. Of course, you loaned him your savings.” “I didn't. I told him my trou- bles, and offered him five hundred dollars—if he would marry me,” “Mother! You didn’t! “Sorry, dear, but I can't stop to make this romantic, I'm telling you the plain, unvaralshed truth. I thought his troubles and mine showed me a way‘out. I said if he woud meaery, bid me ae himself io my uncle, T woul ve him five hundred doll He was to prom- {ae to go away and never try to see me again. He was to leave me to ft. my way alone, while he went ate “But Mother! What a cold- thing to do!” blooded “Wi "t it?" agreed Mrs. Joho- ston, much embarrassed. “But, you see. It didn't seem like that to me, Marr, pg We hedppeypoas that he iy my r of escape It nt absolutely a business Shey jon." “Oh, Mother!” “T can't -help tt, : ‘ wma d ‘offered hi, aad afigr the piel | He promises to try to: ” is astonished by that! mention of; seen by! | CHAPTER V.—There is something A you forgive me about Mary aenely familiar to) Forgive you!” Mary ‘leaned abs, and he is highly interested in| ward and clutched berm Ned a romance of his early life. He! .| had married, while at “Mrs. | first moment of agtonishment, ana when he was convinced that I was not fooling hint and would actual- ly have the moni 1 had two hun- ed and fifty dollars of my own groaned Mary, “then ‘he was just as bad!" “T dou't dno Mra. Johnston sald thoughtfully: “T've often won- ed. You see, his father was at's so, T'd forgotten.” Mrs, Johnston looked as though j she was about to say something tn ‘her own defense, thought better of | tt, and went on, doggedly: “U jwaan't told anything about | agreement. the Both my uncle and his | lawyer were favorably impressed with Claude. “Uncle insisted that we have the ceremony performed at once, and that sulted both of us. “Claude |looked sick with anxiety, and wae | eager to get {t over and start home, | We were married before a justice | of the peace, who knew nelther of us, Right after the ceremony | Claude went home with half of the jfive hundred in his pocket. The tother half was to be his when he | signed the papers agreeing to leave me alone, and not to bleek any pe- tition 1 might make for divorce, oz the grounds of deeertion, later, The ; lawyer bad to have time to draw the documents up.” | “Mother, | almply can't recognize calculatiog girl who Just in time, too, for my uncle died that bight. I was free and the money was mine. I left the board- Jog house and went to a quiet little hotel. I never told the people at the boarding house anything about the money or the marriage. «The lawyer. wae kind. He made arrangements for me to ge to France and five with some friends of his sister who would fintsh my education. I was supposed tu be | a young widow.’ “I see, Then you went over to France, where y | But how did | poor young man | Her mother looked at her so terribly embarassed that for a wo- ment Mary's heart stood still. “Mary, I—I didn't get rid of him, at once. He came back. 1—he-> uu met my father. ue get rid of that But 1 went to France just the sutue, u came, and 1 never told | | { tightly. T haven’t anything t | give. You've always been the best mother in the world.” ‘They clung together for a mo- ment, Mrs, Johnston glad of the excuse to hide her face, ‘Then Mary's voice came to her, slightly muffled by the mass of her own dark halr which had fallen gver her mother's ear, “Didn't he khow about me, Mother, ever?" ; “Couldn't he guess? I'll have to hate him, you know, if he guessed and didn't follow you.” Polly felt that justice demanded that she lay no more than his due share of blame on the shouiders of Mary's father, “He didn't know [ was going,” she sald imply. “I ran i away from him.” Mary released her mother with a little amazed gasp. “Poor, poor Father!" “Poor Father!" echoed = Mra. Jehuston indignantly. “Little he cared for anything but just getting hold of me and my money and ‘dragging me out to his miserable grocery store tn Peace Valley.” Marvy sat upright, with astonished eyes, gazing at this extraordinary ¢ parent of hers, “But Mother! You an Peace Valley. You're dream- ng “It's only too real!” “Then it was our Mr. Dabbs, and am I—I am really Mary Johnston Dabbs, the grocer's daughter?” “He need never know!" “He's got to know!” Mary de- clared, Her mother looked at her deter- minedly. “I've the right to say whether or not he is to know. I owe him nothing,” and in her in- dignant desire to clear herself in her daughter's eyes, she added a few particulars of the story Claude had told Ned. But from her own angle. She stopped suddenly. M was looking at her with a queer expression, not shocked, but nelther {t sympathetic. Mrs. Johnston stumbled on and reached the locked door episode. She would have given worlds never to have begun, but once begun the story must be told, and the facts ‘were the same, though fromqyite a aif- ferent angie. She thought it would strengthen her case with her daughter to kaow that Claude had gone back on his sworn word, + Mary leaned forward with up- ,ralsed finger and placed it gently cross her mother's lips. “I always doubted these — wife-in-name-only stories.” she said. “Don't try to fool yourself or me. You liked Claude Dabbs more than « little. You sin- sled him out of the crowd in that boarding house. Mother, you were Tomantic about him even then.” “I was not!” Mrs, Johnston in- dignantly defended herself, “Stuff and nonsense!” retorted Mary, rising to the defense of her absent father. “If you hi Mked him a lot, you would have tele- phoned and had him put out.” What can a. woman say to a danehier, ike that? Mrs. Johnston sald nothing, Just sat bac! — blushed, 7? ae ene Bad glad Pfoud can blush.” Mary went on. “Nice tale to tell a girl who thought she was a poor halt. even ee at te time she had y Bs father keeping a grocery store.” Ned Carter's uncle's store, she added to herself. And this brought a new foy. Naw her mother could not make such a frightful fuss about the grocer's 8 it because you discovered who the grocer’s clerk's uncle was, that you left Clover Hollow?” ‘| Mrs, Johnston nodded, She, frightened at Mary's bringing Ned Carter into this ‘intimate discus- sion. n did you see him? Father, “Wh satan i 't see him. He Ta ‘ ly told about the no! ‘and the'money. asad “(TO BECONTINUED) ii a ve ou