The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, October 30, 1928, Page 11

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Also for sale, 7 Dean ae Fifth street, Krall Tailor” Shop, —ing. College Building. Phone 183.| modern house in good peg any Lown Wathee brie? pe Mrs. J. Wentz. FOR RENT—Two rooms, one room| Phone 457-W or call at 811 Ave- containing ring and announci samples of the Hansen Co, ward for return. Call at 613 street, or phone 1150, ‘—On hig! ey, fo. Bismarck and Sterling, a package containing two smal! dren’s dresses, two pairs silk hose, suit of underwear and lunc + Finder kindly phone or write Mrs. Paul Lang, Sterling, N. D. ee PERSONAL THE SECRET in learning to write is knowing how to practice. Capital Commercial College offers n, you three lessons free given by | BARGAINS Phone 121 for an expert penman, r appointment. CHAPTER I T= bag was empty! hand into the felt folds, Her roommate, powderi: alarm. “What's the matter?” “My money is gone!” though it were poisonous. it fell out. Let's look closet.” Every inch of the dark ‘was covered. here,” Myrtle said when they gave up. Ray. When a girl refused it to Mrs. Addison?” She knew the answer raise in their room rent. opened the bag ahd found that it had been stolen, really was gone. Why, 2! ‘was to bring her! eee ‘TLE tried in vain to disappointment thoughts year at the lace could have a E. Myrtle didn’t know. By rvice | But Jerry couldn't believe it. Again and again she thrust her and digging in a space that could not long hive concealed a pinhead. nose before the golden oak dresser, heard her gasp and wheeled . in “No!” Myrtle stared-at the open bag in Jerry's nerveless fingers as The search’ was a frantic one. “I warned you not to leave it She was exasperat- ed because she knew what the loss of the money would mean to Jerry herself to @ soda for weeks and weeks. . . . “Why didn’t you give too. If their landlady knew that one of them could save money they certainly would get that threatened “I thought it would be all right for one night,” Jerry sobbed. The theft was fast becoming a reality to her. For nearly a year sho had saved that money, dime by dime, quarter by quarter and dol- Jar by dollar. It had been almost impossible to believe, when she starved for it—for the chance it It seemed sort of funny that only @ few minutes ago she had run up the stairs ahead of Myrtle, who wasn't going to Atlantic City, trip- ping over the hole in the carpet * before their door, as usual, but with an unusual song in her heart. As quick as that everything could change. The song was a dirge Jerry lay on the bed, white and her consciousness as traveled backward. Another year of automats and self-service restaurants, urday nights to read, heatedly over jerry’s crazy idea, the way Jerry thea bvrtis Crane was ister YOUNG MAN wants job husking suitable or light housekeeping.| “nue C. TO GET rid of a bad liver, cut out bad living—not the liver. our Mucousless Diet System and our Vitamin Eerbs, With Roots and Bark we have CURED HUN- DREDS .ithout operations, and we can CURE you. 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Phone 1426 or call at 109 Mandan street. east of Bisma: FOR RENT—Tw PARTY wants to buy = good bunga- WANTED TO BUY—Good teed Duroe spring boars. Long type, plenty of bone. Geo, Koch, 6 miles m unfui d apartment on ground floor, _pri- vate entrance. Call at 123 First street. ‘WANTED Tu BUY low with three bed rooms, in a desirable location. Write Tribune Ad. No. 3, oats. Wachter Transfer Co. GAINS in used furniture. WANTED—Furnished mony Furniture Co., Mandan, good condition; will sell for $75.00 | cash. See it at the J. I. Case, T. M. Co. Tribune Ad. No. 7. gomery Ward & Co.'s. 1 apartment, reasonably priced. Call at Mont- poking ing her “Maybe m™ the cubicle at last to treat to that The bag was empty! ND for this she had come to New York. She had told them frankly at home that she was com. ing to marry money. They laughed at her, all but her mother. She warned Jerry gravely against mak- ing a mistake. But New York hed disappointed Jerry. Rich men did not come seeking brides at Fane's depart- ment store. She met a few boys, friends of George, but they were like the boys she had known in Marblehead, satisfied to have just a “job,”—nothing else. ‘That would not do for Jerry. If you believed in love it was differ- ent—you must marry blindly. But if you were not a sentimental boob you could make your marriage a career, Jérry had read somewhere that marriage was a matter of pro- pinquity. Being what she called intelligently interested in marriage the advantage of knowing that mar- riage was a matter of propinguity —you could choose your field. Jerry knew she appeared soulless to Myrtle, but then Myrtle was a fool, she thought. She wondered why people were so blind when all about them were the wrecks of-love mar- riages. She was not ashamed of her de- cision to marry money. She wasn't going to “sell” herself or anything like that. The man must be some- one she could respect and like. She saw No reason why marriage should be approached in a coy, ob-it-just- happened manner. Myrtle had scoffed when she ex- plained this. “Well, I'd rather marry George than a man I didnt love even if he had a million,” she said, “Jerry had flared back at her. “It’s George because propinquity didn’t make it somebody else. . . .” “A Vanderbilt or an Astor, huh?” Myrtle broke in. “Don’t be so funny, Jerry. I got enough laughs out of you already. You don't owe me any more. Every time I think of you and your shadow strolling down the Boardwalk trying to pick up @ billionaire I choke.” “You've got the wrong idea,” Jerry had answered serenely. “I’m not going to Atlantic City to parade the Boardwalk.” “You don’t expect to meet a So- cial Register guy in a second-class hotel do you?” » “I'm not going to a second-class gas in their neighborhood and the grocer on the next street was glad to give them boxes and crates—her father wouldn’t buy oil when he could get summer fuel for nothing. And her mother’s room under the sloping roof—hot in summer, cold in winter. cs And her father and her brother Harry. Both of them hated to work. Harry had married a cute little kid he met at a dance. Jerry had listened in silent anger to Doris’s ravings about Harry. Harry had promised Doris love and ro- mance. Jerry twisted her lips in con- tempt as she dwelt on thet year Harry and Doris had spent at home after their marriage. She could not forget Doris's disillusionment when she discovered that Harry was\more interested in what he had to eat than in how she looked or what she thought of him. she looked up propinquity in a dic- But such a thing could never|tionary and learned that it meant happen to her. Her mother’s ex-|Dearness in place or time. perience was enough. She had| If that was all there was to it never heard her say one word|why not benefit by it? Going against marrying for love, but |around with boys who had nothing Jerry had guessed at her bitter |but love to offer, you would marry awakening. hay he Far Joret re believed 1 people ew no more Pecadaty pote tad porta oteg about it than a hen knows why she tiful thing in her life and in Jerry's |!ays an egg. It was a nico word, heart had been born then and there |but you might as well marry for a fierce resolve to cot beauty | Stardust, or roses, or néctar, or for her mother; to bring spme lux. |@8ything else that sounds well. ury {nto her life, bay, it you art ey pe “right” She wanted, with a longing that |Deople you could pick out a man hed grown with her through the|Whose promises—if he didn’t talk years, to rest her mother’s ‘hands, |@bout love—were something besides to see the callouses disappear and|Wind. Jerry decided to give her- e broken nails mend. She wanted self that chance, This was shortly skillful fingers to rub out the fur-|Sfter she came to New York, rows: on her mother’s brow, but} The best way, she concluded, above all she wanted to see those |since the mountain didn’t come to drooping shoulders lift and a light | Mahomet, was to go to the moun- shine in the dull blue eyes, tain. A real mountain, That was it gone, that it he had comfort eating counter vacation of and not Myftle think I’ve been saving my money for? I'll tell you, I’m going to have a week in the best hotel in Atlantic City. The right clothes, the right poe and I know I'll find the right hotel. Listen, Myrtle, What do you | the water in which they are cooked will make potatoes white and im- part a delicate flavor. A little lemon juice squeezed into | Freckles (TT \NOULD BE A LOT worst BOBO GONE IF IT WASN'T FOR MY RADIO= THIS'LL | WITH BETTY AN BEPPO KEEP WME FROM BEING SO LONESOME :~: KERE'S SOMETAING Now! and His Friends “Did I wake you up las’ “No, but you awakened mother, People who wish to cross the busy streets in Paris are to be. provided to to | studs, pedestrian has the first right. WHAT'S TH MATTER Pop— DON'T YOU. LIKE MUSIC F ©nea Service| Now. thinking over all the sacri- fices she had made, the money she had wanted to send her mother and hadn't because it was to free them both from the ugly confines of poverty, Jerry felt weak and defeated. The room was stifling hot, filled with the heat of the city’s masonry that even the night could not en- tirely release. Jerry had let her mind train itself to picture the things she wanted for her mother and herself. Smooth beaches, roof gardens, the deck of a white and mahogany yacht—she had read of them, seen photographs of them, seen fleeting glimpses of them in the news reels. If such places and things existed why should she not aspire to them? Certainly the people who had them had not been content to want less, she reasoned. Her room, by contrast with the things she had dreamed of, seemed doubly hot. And how she hated it —the jaundiced wall paper and threadbare rug, the curtains that hung with a listlessness like her mother’s movements. Tired. That was it—the room was tired, perhaps tired of the stream of colorless tenants who came and went, their drab-patterned lives making no imprint. Tired, as her mother was tired of the years that came without event, unher- alded, unsung. Flat, tedious years. Years like a gray soil that had put , forth one blossom to justify its ex- istence and then had gone on mold- ing, dying. Saving to lift her mother, by the only way she knew, into a more gracious world than this, had not been an unadulterated hardship. It had been thrilling to watch her sav- ings account grow. Yesterday, when she had withdrawn it from the bank because she would have no time on Saturday to attend to it, she had felt like dancing out with it. What were sodas and shows then? ‘The risk of leaving it in her room overnight had seemed unavoidable. She was leaving on Sunday morn- ing. She kad worried a little over it... there had been a sneak thief in the house two years before, she had heard, but she was too elated over the prospect of what lay be- tore her to think much of trouble. Her new suit case was packed with lovely things. Not a faded or mended garment in it, such as filled her share of the limited drawer space in the mutually-used dresser. She couldysee it now, from where she lay on the bed. Well, she had that much to show for her thrift. Some pretty clothes. Too bad she hadn't bought the evening dress here that she had planned to get in Atlantic City. She had thought it would be exciting to shop there, She wondered what good the clothes would do her now. eee HE was still lying on the bed, fully dressed, when Myrtle re- turned. Myrtle was extited over ‘Pomething. Jerry supposed, without siving it much thought, that George bad been making love to her, “How about a little ice cream?” Myrtle asked, intending to treat. Jerry didn't want ice cream. BEWEY GROVES “Well, say, listen, Jerry, I've been thinking—yeu'll go camping with me now, won't you?” Jerry didn’t answer. “Gee, you'll like it,” Myrtle went on. “I was out there last summer, you know. I've got the tent and everything. Bella sold me her half of it when she got married. We used to camp tozether. George stored it in a garage for me this winter, but I didn’t expect to use it. No fun camping alone. What do you say let's run out to Glen Cove tomorrow and see about get- ting a site? Of course I should have let Mr. Barnes know before this, but he may be able to squeeze us in somewhere.” A flicker of interest passed over Jerry's face. Myrtle did not see it but she was sufficiently engrossed with her plans to go on without encouragement. “There's always a swell crowd,” she enthused; “and it isn't far from the beach. Come on, say yes. You'll be glad your roll was lifted when you meet some of the boys that camp there. Honestly, Jerry, you'd have had a dumb time all alone in Atlantic City.” Jerry did not {eel like taking issue with her about that. It was all right to argue when she had a choice. But now if she refused to camp with Myrtle she would have to spend her vacation in town with nothing to do. She hadn't enough money left to pay her fare to her home and return. Before they fell asleep she had promised to go with Myrtle. The decision eased her mind a little She could go to Atlantic City next year. It was a long time to wait but . . . she was asleep. eee 'HEY drove out to Glen Cove in George's battered little car, built mostly from junked automo- biles, Jerry remarked the number jof fine motors that purred swiftly past them on the highway. “Yeah, the North Shore of Long Island is lousy with millionaires,” George in- formed her. Myrtle gave Jerry a sly glance. “Not a bad hunting ground, kid,” she said. “If you can get in.” “How did you happen to find a camp out there?” Jerry inquired, ig. noring her suggestion. “Why, this man Barnes has some land in the not-so-high-hat neigh: borhood that he’s holding for specu- lation,” Myrtle explained. “He rents the camp sites to pay his taxes. On ja hot summer like this his place is always crowded. I hope we aren't too late.” But they were. The camp sites were all taken. “Now what'll we do?” Myrtle wailed when Mr. Barnes gave her the bad news. He didn’t know, but asked him so many times, in such genuine distress, that he was driven to think it out for her. “I'll tell you what I can do for you,” he said at last, speaking a bit teluctantly. “I’ve got a house down near the shore that's empty, been empty for years. Being’s I know you I can let you camp there. ‘You'll have to boil the water and you'll have’to keep quiet. I don’t ‘Want any trouble with Mr. Car- stairs.” “Who's he, Mr. Barnes?” ; “Carstairs? Humpb. He ownA the place next door, and don’t you go trespassing or get a gang hang- ing around, because Carstairs and me are going to do business about, that shore property some day. I'm doing this as a fayor to you, young lady, and don't you forget it. The Carstairs neighborhood is no place for campers.” Myrtle turned up her nose. “Is that so? Well, how much will it delay our first hundred to hang up our hats in that sacred spot?” “Twenty-five, the same as here. The water's free.” “What is it, salt?” “It's. a brook. Be sure you bofl it. “How far is it from anywhere?” “Wait until I get my car,"—Mr. Barnes threw a glance at George nd I'll take you over to look at it. “IT hope we can’ ‘walk ‘back to camp; won't be any. fun off by our- selves,” Myrtle grumbled while they waited. Fifteen minutes later she de- clared she couldn't think of camp- ing at the old house. “Why, we'll be buried here with- out a car,” she exclaimed, aghast at the idea of solitude. Q But now it was Jerry who urged. She was entranced with the place. A ramshackle old. shingled house with a wide porch on one end, a grove of maples and a few towering oaks, looked like a cool green para- dise to her. eee St begged with good effect. Myrtle agreed to stay. George Promised to deliver the tent and equipment. Mr. Barnes told them just where to put it so it- wouldn't be conspicuous, but when George returned with it, much later in the day, the three pitched it where they wiQed, which was on the edge of the maple grove where the morning sun would wake them. Jerry had almost forgotten her disappointment of the previous day. While George was away for the tent she and Myrtle had hitch- hiked to the nearest village and bought a picnic lunch.. When he got back they had it spread out in the shade, all except what hunger had compelled them to gobble up. Myrtle thought they ought to apologize for. having eaten, but she stopped when Jerry gave her a look. It was nearly two o'clock. They had breaktasted at seven. Why should they get a headache? she asked when Myrtle had said they ought to wait for George. fell, it would be more hospitable,” Myrtle argued. “George: Will be starved when he gets here.’ “Will he?” Jerry replied with the twisted smile she used when speak- ing of men. “Starved?” she. asked - when George arrived. Myrtle started then to explain that they’d been sd fam- ished they'd just had to eat. Jerry’s glance silenced her. ©. “No, I had some hot dogs down the rodd,” George told them and Jerry laughed. Myrtle flushed. “Here, I brought some aloag for you kids,” George went on, and brought out a paper plate covered with a paper napkin. Myrtle laughed then. They ate the hot dogs with relish AUTHORS WHEN A GIRL LOVES? things they would need overnight. The next evening George would take them to town to get the rest of their outfits, which they had not wanted to bring until they were sure of a camp site. eee ERRY had scarcely got the camp in order when she heard George's car rattling in at the tumbledown gate. For a fleeting moment she ied Myrtle—it must be fun to have a boy friend with a car, even ja junky old rattletrap. No, why not a real car? Men were all alike, only some were worse than others, not better. They should be chosen for what they had—there was no difference in the way they fooled girls about love. She couldn't see any reason for Myrtle's beaming after George had k d her goodby. What was a kiss? No boy had ever kissed her though several had tried. “Stop looking down the road like @ mooncy and show me how this stove works,” she said irritably. Myrtle was such a confirmed nut ahout love. It made her sick. “Wait a few years,” she thought, “and if I ask her what she thinks of mar- riage she'll tell me it’s all right but a girl oughtn’t to rush into {t.” “Let the stove alone,” Myrtle said good-naturedly; “and let's go for a swim. Too bad George couldn't stay, but he says the traffic’s terri- ble and he wants to get home early.” “How romantic,” mured. “Oh shut up and get into your bathing suit. Of course there won’t be anyone to admire you but the ocean swells but maybe you'll get a kick out of that.” Jerry certainly did. Out of the whole thing, the bathing and the Prospect of a night cool enough for comfort. She was almost happy when they sat down, hungry and tired, to finish what was left of their mid-day lunch. The stove hadn't worked very well and Myrtle said they. would have George fix it. . Jerry mur- RRY looked up at the sound of a motor in the air. A silver plane was winging overhead in what looked to her like the attempt of a huge butterfly to find a flower to land on. “Too bad George doesn’t fly,” she said lazily; “you need him 80 much.” “You'd get to depend on your boy friend, too, if you had one,” Myrtle retorted instantly. “Well, I’d like to know what that guy up there is depending upon,” Jerry answered, her voice more serious than her words. “Look at him; he’s pointing right at us! Run!” She jumped to her feet and sprang backward, still yelling at Myrtle to get out of the way. She - heard a shrill screech in answer, or rather one note of it, for the rest ‘was drowned out by the uproar plane made on its dive into and put the spregdout lunch away. |°@™P. ‘Then they busied themselves with ‘the tent. “Put it right out here,” Myrtle ordered; “it's swanky enongh for anyone.” It was ® forest green umbrella tent with a canvas floor, and G: made short work, of getting it egged. When that was done Jerry offered to put away the camp things while Myrtle and George drove to the village for some iodine to put or a cut Myrtle got on her hand. ‘Cots, a table and chairs, @ small gasoline-burning stove’ and « few dishes and cooking utensils had |! been stored with the tent. The girls had brought blankets from their Toom and a sult case wie Oe “LOVE FOR TWO. - at specified points with “Ianes”* |: marked out by two rows of brass Motor-drivers must cross here the It’s Music to Freckles By Blosser. ANONG Aiy SOUVEN-EEEE-RO } RRRREEE NOG00 I FIND 4 BROKEN \WNHEEEEE KAK KAK KAK KAK