Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, January 28, 1923, Page 13

SUNDAY, JANUARY 28, 1923. CHAPTER XXIV—Continued N an impulse she wrote a long|** the worm in the apple, letter to her mother, inclosed it}. His mother and Mem would look at in an unsealed envelope, and in-/¢Scn otaer In the dismay that comes closed that in a sealed envelope to grown-ups when they see the tg- addressed to Dr, Bretherick. After the norance of babyhood vanishing like letter was mailed she wished she had) gown from a Deach. They were afra'd hee mint At Te gould only carry! of what life in thelr wicked litte jer Memay into her lonely mother's! worig would do to their little {dol. soul. But it was as impossible to recall as @ scream shot into the cir, cetgeaons behonh thereon Re The last of her money went toj ability to express what bubblea tn- pay the doctor's bill, and she was a/ side his little kettle of a chest. He sick pauper. She resumed her moe-| would weep when angered, but 3st nial work gradually as her strength| no other time. Pain, grief, disappoint- returned, but her distaste for it grew| ment. terror, loneliness would bring to loathing, The Reddicks, her em-|no tears, no sobs. Ployers, were kind to her, but they 1! cold—in all were master and mistress, and their see sean icone van ee own lves were herd. side through several smothering She was weak and woebegone, at| nights, while the back-broken mother the bottom of the cliff of life. Sho| slept. Mem, all alone in her vigil, had never climbed very far, but she| found that imagination was good bad fallen far enough to give both|company. She constructed little soul and body an almost fatal shock.| plays, .She pretended that Terry She was ashamed of her past, and her future wae as dismal as the dvus- ert and as full of cactus. She was a drudgé in a poor family in a scorch: ed settlement abandoned by all that could get away. ‘The only inferlors she could see were a young widow named Dack and her S-year-old boy, Terry. Mra, Dack took in washing. During the winter she was overworked; during the summer she was undernourished. She did the heaviest laundry for the Reddicks and when she called for it sho usually brought her boy along for lack of some one to leave, him with. The child had the infan-| 7° tile genius for improving the world| ‘eY!tes of 2 Trimnlchian banquet, no nights are more precious than by Eres, ate ond mance & Prlllent| those somber hours @ mother spends a rickety express wagon left behind|%t the bedside of a sick child. by some visitor child; and it gave| It was during this long heartache Terry all the uplift of a fiery chariot.| that Mem received the sgcond let- His mother would set the bundle of| ter that found her in Palm sprin, wash in the wagonette, and immedi-| This was from Leva Lemaire, saying ately it became a magnificent truck, | that she had just seen in 0:0 paper n 2n automobile, or an airship, and Paragraph describing Mrs. Wood- the hoy @ team of horses, a motor,| Ville’s fall from the mountain and cr a winged aviator, as his whim! her miraculous escape from deata. pleased. Leva expressed the utmost sympathy His mother caught a little cheer|*"¢ prayed that her beauty had not trom Terry's inexhaustible rapture,| en ™arred. She added; ard Mem seeing them move along| “But if it has, you can still find the road to thelr shack, felt such; something to do in the movies. I've was her own baby; and, ike him, she enriched a sordid existence with the rich tapestries of pretense, She had been forced to be a play actress for a pleasant habit, a necessity. She exercised her acquired skill in making up ittle dramas ta while away the tedium of the long nights and to keep the wakeful child’s mind from his cough. \ Among all tho rich nights of hu- man experience, from the perfect night that Socrates praised, the more than royally luxurious night of dreamless sleep, to the glittering pity for them that she gained a little! given up trying to be an actress and! (ignity from the emotion, since p'ty| taken a position in the laboratory is a downward-looking mood. projection room, correcting the films. Her sympathy was quickened, per-| It’s cool and dark and interesting. | haps, by the frustration of her own|#"4 far better than that miserable motherhood. Nature had begun I on Los Angeles is well as her AL tl BEN Rie prepare her apirit as the ol¢ town in the world that's flesh for maternal offices. and some- where in oblivion was a ha‘f-com- \ I pleted little child doomed to perish, CUs® for a woman of your education before it was born. That tiny orphan} and charm wasting her Brorces walled in the porches of Mem's heart,| 0" the desert air. Do come! I’ve sent complaining that its destiny, begun, ™yY three children out to thetr uncle's tn romantic shame, was ended in un:| tanch. You could” lve. here - with: romantic catastrophe. Famished of|™e and my friends.” love, Mem fed upon the widow's boy.| The thought of working in the dark and the cool was a hint of Par th fem to see how sorry # Pi a in Waste aourd cepest, The! adise to Mem but she would not leave childgen of the InCians were less, Terry Dack while he was ill, unlucky, because, like the tho chil-!. Early one evening she went to the; dren of negroes they entered a world drug store to fill a prescription, and that made them no promises, found a stranger there sprawled American white child|®cross 2 showcase, talking. Psat pana gene and the, His voice startled her, though: st resid of the United States aa| 2% 9° slow and lazy that the drug» vreincilewable birthright. Yet Terry) sist founc it almost-a soporific, | “f Deen out on the old Picacho it Dack began with no inheritance Dut) ntain ptos’-epecktin’, I went over | pigs) 8 rtanity im it onee with an old pardner o' mine le would, have-no opportun! —name of—well, I always called him Palm Springs for anything but the wooanena, He went batty on me humblest: future, rd saan 1 ‘count of a water bole not havin’ no to a few scraps of public-schoo! r ter Into it. cation. His father was already dead) "ns, way the man Bodlin she had sa Rig Met Pe ce silve. Sh* talked to in Yuma! She had told had been & Ane # mal att oe him that her hysband was alive and she eyaeaty ual anc As a little 82° Was going into the desert with ¥ Lg ‘i him, girl she had owned perce es He would recognize her the mo- ad Tae Ate ne ene cane) ment be saw her. He would ask hen’ she tad been the one had mar.|sbout the husband he had so frank- picnics end parties, a 6: cattleman,|1¥ emviec. All her duplicity would ried 9. Blorious ‘Poke because his| RO revealed. She would probably be woe eras tee smothered ts a| Stoned out of the village. sandstorm, The son had: soon after CHAPTER XxXy. been torn to pieces by the tecth of] Her chief dismay was her tnability @ vicious horse he had tried to breal| to get rid of the le she had begun. She found it always ahead of and to the saddle. about her with new demands; al- alive these days, and there's no ex- ‘Then all the Joy and velocity had! fattens in every child's own heart; the auto stage, It carried her and a be destroyed so long that the ordeal had become | I think I can get you a placa,| Casper Sunday Oerning Cribune BY RUPERT HUGHES by bankruptcy if not by few other passengers across a bad-| collision, lands, pallid as a conviat's cheek! The street slld through a tong, end with the same unshaven look. long tunnel and then swooped up an‘) and many-tinted furniture, the pho-| Supporting women who compromised| Whether Mem had come to her| nights and gathered them up again At Whitewater she caught a train|away to Sunsot loulevard she loved) togranhs of famous painting that! themselves #0 freely that the critica|ruination or her redemption, she haal of mornings, for Los Angeles is a that sped her gradually into the} the name), then gradually into a do-|she had never heard of. The whole; save them up as hopeless. Ono dors| come to a new world. Before she| city of malificent distances, Every vale of plenty, through leagues ot|maln of tiny houses with large gar-| spirit) of the place was foreign to| not fret much over the conventional-| learned how freely, with what mas-| place ‘s a Sabbathday’s journey from eltrus groves in flower and in fruit] dens, each of a Inxuriance that) Mem, It. looked gonie-bullt. | ities of gypsies. culine franchise, these women con-| every place else. And there is no at once. | Struck Mem as almost fantastic. All| ‘The servant wus glad to relieve her| At first sho supposed that all Los|ducted their lives, before she could| Sabbath—at least no legal Sabbath. Seeing orange blossoms abloom in| of these people must be grand vizlers|toncliness with chattgr. She ex.|ADSeles was Hollywood. But she|recofl from such nerllous associa-| Yet the people seemed to be extras leagues she blushed to think that she|the way they surrounded themselves | plained that Mica Lemaire lived there| ¥OUld learn that to a large portion of| tions, she was entrapped in their cor. | ordinarily good and kindly. They had never worn them. She marveled | with tropical splendors, with three other ladies, all of them| ‘t?® city's population the word ‘Holly-| diality, thelr vivacity, thelr lavish| seemed to get the sun into their at the alleys of green, palka-dotted; The Snantsh names of many of the| in the movies, and none of them get.| ¥0l” Was @ synonym for riotous! kindlinees. | ives Their hearts felt as big and with golden oranzes, with lemons/ streets” made lterature to her eve|ting thelr pictures took. joutawry, a plague spot, a kind of| Leva, the third one home, wel-| golden and juicy as thelr own and grapefruit hanging lke gifts in|and she was dased by the number of| where yee ny a | SPendthrift s:ums. And in Hollywood| comed Mem aa if she wero a returned| oranges. Even the lemons had a Unseled Christmas trees. Long|them. She thought that Los Ange-| |, ~ ved here with no more! itseit she would find a large old-| prodigal sister instead of a passing| sweeter scridity than at home. reaches of wainut groves went by in! les must have extended its Mmits al-|2°usht of chaperonage than a crowd) fashion village element dazed by its} acquaintance met in the desert. She| At home “Calffornia fruit” had wheel spokes. The walnuts mado the| most to San Francisco. San Fran-|°f Pachelors. Mem’s greatest shock| ‘es. Furthermore the city, which| would Isten to nothing but the ua+| been a byword for bigness, lich Reatest and shapellest of orchards. |ciscans often made the same accu] ™@s {he abrupt arrival in @ world father had damned with such|packing of the suitcase and he ac-|color anc inapldlty of taste, some. There were olives, almonce—roses| ration, hig fe - Sue ek of - “S%| wholesale horror, was nine-tenths| ceptance of a little bed covered with| thing a little better than Deai Sox eer Hei ieougut tp ba Native te ane| composed of mi¢-westerners like him-{a gaudy Navajo blanket. There! fruit. Tho smujer, plainer n \\ AY | I Crst — in eeif-Cental, abstention,| °° People who had brought their| were flowers at Mem's plate in ajapples, pears ani peaches had pos Ml Hi | modesty, demurity, simplicity, meeie,| CAUfches and churchitness with them.| lavish heap. And a blg basket of| sessed a better flavor. HA tess, prayer, remorse, Here peopto| Tere Were hundreds of thousands of| fruit was set in her room. Ca‘iforn-| But California fruit had reachod a worshiped the gun, flowers, dancing, |%S"# Missourians, Kansans thero;| tans aro prompt and frequent with| Calverly after a long. dark journey speed, hilarity, laughter and love. |2%4_ they held pientcs constantly—| gifts of flowers and it was eaten in a forelgn alr. They worked hard, but et the man-| sormous Feunlons which differed] The other women came in various-| Out here, however, where the oranges They 5 a from the camp meetings and barbe-| ly, One walked. One drove her own! could be lifted warm from the tree i ufacture of pretty things, of stories,| cues of the mid-west only in the fact | paintings, muste, sequence. They thought no more respectable appearance than Sou Sea Islanders. Yet they seemed to be as happy they tried to be. appointments ips, grt Jealoustes, 3 and shames, but left. These Utoplans had no wint a littie rainy seasons, a bit Suddenly the car swerved to the right and scooted up a little avenue of iow houses, not white only, nN. but] in at | gaudy stripe. In a ci y so widespread, and made up of so many small houses so far apart that, when the man was at| Tho first one in set a victrola to play- his work and the wife in the kitchen| ‘ng a jazz tune before she notic or shopping, there was nobody vis-] Mem. The second one in joined t = |ible she had tho impression of Los] first in a dance. They quarrel “Mem would not Isave Terry Dock) Angeles that Arthur Somers Roche|over a new step with laughing v while he was ill.” jexpressed—‘a million white houses blowing in red. miles along the coun-|®"4.net a soul going in or coming f one of them!” for roads, She was coming up into} °"* ° aa Sup into! “whe cab jolted to a stop before a lence, conventions. They despised t! ritans who abhorred them. Th } tiny jace of four or five rooms.|*iapped their {tngers at appearances And eventually she readhed the) stem got down, paid the pirate her| and regarded contion not as an ev! new Babel, which her father had de-| ransom, and toted her suitcase up| rence of deceisy but es a proof nounced as the last capital of pagan-! io the quaint little doo hs nooelag: ism. No city could be so wicked as| minis was Leva’s hor She har; a] They had in the'r time known all her father and she had thought Los Angeles, and be anything cles. Ana| Daim tree, a pepper tree, a few truc-| of Mem's compunctions, but bad ie : ulent cactuses, grass and a foun-| abandoned them one by one as a Los Angeles was everythims cise. | tain Ajong the walk stood a row| soldier throws off all baggage that e e Scanty as her resources were, Mem| of palms, their trunka studded or| hampers the freedom and range of haa to pay a taxicab to take her to! inpped in many facets where ‘eaf| his march; as a swimmer in strong l S on ru 1 n Leva’s home. It was the first taxl-| stalks had been cut off. A gorgeous| currents ts away everything that e cab she had ever ridden in, and she| vine of bougainvillea was flung up was hysterical with fear as it shot| over the cornice with the effect of a and spun through streets so thick| vast carnival shawl with traffic and so; wild that this} Leva was not at home. A servant city’s record of accidents had achiev-| who opened the door said that “she ed supremacy in the world. weighs, including clothes. She wor priety were solld as white marble their standards. She had would not git back’ from the stoodio| learned at home that many of the The driver mauled his gears so|befo’ six or happast.” most spotless exteriors are only recklessly that the cab was incessant-| Mom asked permission to wait,| whited sepulchers. ly snarling and spitting, a very bedst| knowing nowhere else to turn; she] She would conform herself with of prey. Yet Mem was almost more afraid of the taximeter, as she watch- ea it adding dimes to her fare at a spendthritt rate. She wag likely to studied the bright rooms as if they were chambers in fairyland. She could hardly comprehend the patio, and the walls of concrete (she Gid not trepidation at first and with mu backsliding into respectability as s understood it. TT One cary turn of the Lorain RedW beel gives yous choice Of ¢4mearuredand controlled even heats for any hidd of oven cooking or baking. CUTS a realize that she could almost have|Peration and finally with gayety,, that the groves were not of mapie| bieger than the car. poked her thumb through them), the) @(@pting herself like a beach com-|@nd oak and hickory, but of euca-|Cown by a big studio touring car garden built Into the houre, the frail| ber to the customs of a tribe of self-| lyptus and palm and pepper, To her there was an Inconceivable recklessness of con They had their dis- scandals, 1 the gray village people she had in their climate or in their souls—- When Leva and her friends came dinner time they came like J pink or mauve or yellow, with roofs! young business men home from of- ff of varicolored tile and awnings of tired of shop, yet full of its eager for amusement, knowing no law except their own self-respect for health of reputation or effictency. Mem was aghast at their contempt learn that many of those who loved to break the rules of outward pro- already But she would soon embrace the new paganism with de: PAGE FIVE. One was set | that delivered its passengers /ot, (Continued Next Sunday.) lcar up into a garage just a little of th) i} as} so ff HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN MILLS? er of od he ed lo- See Advertisement On Back Of Main News Section he ey of ald in ch he You Can’t Find Deep Sea Facts By Looking on the Surface : ~~» ay Superficial information is not the kind on which to build a successfiii advertising campaign: You must go below the surface. The purchaser of advertising space really buys newspaper gone out of Mrs. Dack's life and she had become the bent slave of a wash- boaré, her arms forever elbow deep in suds, The boy Terry was of tho Ariel breed. His fancy girdled the earth in forty minutes. The world was © stage to him; an old boot as effec- tive as Cinderella’s glass slipper; the clothesline was a private telephone wire. He mimicked birds and animals and often covered- his mother witb terror and amused chagrin by imi tating her clients with uncanny skill. He bad an eye for mannerisms of walk or posture. His vision owned a photographic detail, his ear a phon ographio skill for record and repeti- tion. Ignorant and young a5 he was, ho could medely sketcld the emphatic features of the people he cartooned,) but in the outline there was always a Ukeness that made his mother or Mem ary out the name of the subject at once, Terry would usually pro face his performe with a: “Looky, mamma! This is the way old Miss Reddick walks. This is the way you do, mamma. This is what the old Indian squaw ‘loes when sho weaves baskets with her hands and uses her feel to work the rope that scares the birds from the fig trees. ‘This is the way, mamma, you wash clo'es and wring ‘em and hang ‘em up to dry Sometimes his mimiery was te fying. He would repeat things he t et from careloss no ceviltry 1 Indian or overhead on the men; he would imit e had learned from Mextoan or American boy or & ha little trom ways behind her with new reminders. She stole out of the drug store with the prescription unfilled and, hastening down the street, asked a young Indian girl who came along to finish her errand for her. Sho waitec in the shelter of a fat palm tree, ready to take flight if the Yu- ma man should come out and fol- low her. But he was evidently still telling the weary druggist his unsolicited ex- perlences, for, after a time the In- ian girl returned bringing the medi- cine and explaining that her delay was due to the much palaver of a man who could not stop talking, On the way back to the Dack cot tage Mem thought fast. She had hid- den herself in a tiny hamlet, the) |nearest thing to solitude. She had hidden herself in vain. The only other hope was to seek concealment in a crowd, as Tom Holby hac sug- gested, And now coercion was added to the| allurements of Los Angeles. She told Mrs. Dack and Mrs, Reddick that she had received a call to go to Los Angeles at once. Mrs. Reddick protested and plead-|, ed with all the hospitality that is bestowed on a good servant where! servants of any sort are hard to get and keep, Mrs. Dack could only re- |gret her departure, and her meek des- olation of mien almost * overcame Mems resolution. The boy Terry | was out of danger but his arms around Mem’s neck were withes abi could hardly break. The soft hands. | the dewy cheeks, the lonely eyes oy |the child were fettera cruelly tyran:| | nous. | ‘The next morning Mem lugged her Let’s Prepare Tomorrow’s Breakfast Tonight sands-of happy owners of Gas Ranges equipped with the LORAIN teatro Besides, in the oven of a Lorain-equipped Gas Range you can cool#a complete lunch- eon, dinner or supper, at one time— and without watching. You can roast meats, boil vegetables, bake desserts, and can fruits and vegetables without ever a failure, We'll be glad to explain anddemonstrate any one of our gas ranges equipped with the Lorain Oven Heat Regulator. That you may learn the many distinct advan- tages of these wonderful stoves, come IRNING, Winter, dark, cold! Who ‘wants to getup and prepare break- fast? Nobody! But Dad must go to his work, the kiddies to school, and Mother attend to her household duties. 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