The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, June 8, 1931, Page 6

?, i SMBATEY bedaad 3 i T GRS s ¥ 7 s THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, MONDAY, JUNE 8 1931 w YOU THINK OLR NEW NEIGHBOR 1S A NUT, HES AS P HE’ Moo 5wl Y JESSIE DOV e e o e e e SYNOPSIS: Aftcr Nora Lake and Jonathon Thi crgaged, her dream of living in the Thayer Mansicn seems near icalization, despite the coolness of step-sister, Damon. Be- hind Nera lies the tragedy of the de of the painter, Nichelas Thayer, Jon’s broth- ¢z, whom she had wed loveless- ly. New secure in Jon's regard, he rejects Dr. More’s plea that the help her Aunt Emily care for the children of Nora’s cousin, Fran Il in a distant ranatcrium. Fran’s husband has descrted her and her crippled er, Hallie, can make only a | pittance through her writing. Meanwhile Nera’s father, Ju- lian, has persuaded Jon to fi- | nance an exhibition of his paintings. Nora, knowing her father's pictures to be mere daubs, forcsces certain humilia- tion for them. Chapter 26 JULJAN'S TRIUMPH Julian Lake returned next day as mysteriously as he had left them. But he was jubilant with hope. He told them about the gallery that Jon had rented. “I was too modest at first,” he explained, “but I am advised to sell Devon Lanes’ for five thosuand.| There are 43 canvases. Now pic-| ture to yourselves what I shallf make.” Nora did picture to herself. remembered “Devon Lanes” jts murky colors and its weak draftsmanship. Poor Julian! He She with THE NEXT SECCLINT | Aunt AS NICE IE, AN’ e POLLY AND HER PALS HOWDY, NEIGHBOR!/ LOVELY WEATHER WERE HAVING / I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! HE SEEMS PERFECTLY NORMAL OH, YEAH? WAIT'LL I PROVE IT/ YOU'LL PARDON VE, PERKINS, BUT I NEVER DISCUSS THE WEATHER ( | GLAS FOXum would buy his atrocious daubs. But when he told them just what he was going to do for them, Nora caught her breath almost like a sob, He was going to have a trust fund for Aunt Em. As for Nora and him- self . . . he stopped and cried: “Nora doesn't believe in me. But wait. Wait!” He smiled at her. It was just one more fantastic scheme that would end as the oth- ers had, Nora knew, in failure. And Em and Hallie were begin- ning to believe in him. Perhaps it was because they had never seen his pictures, Nora thought ironi- cally. Jon, too, was as enthusiastic as her father. He told her that as soon as the show was launched they would be married. “Nothing's going to Nora.” “Not if it's a horrible failure?” “It couldn't be, darling,” he as- sured her. At the end of the week Jon drove her father to New York. stop us Jon’t come t> the old show No It will only bore you,” her father said. But Nora was depressed by the thought of the failure that awaited her father. No one but a fool or a genius could have believed so ut- terly in himself. And Julian, she admitted, was not a genius. They had a letter from Fran to say that she felt better already She would be home in a few months. 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They have a rude vigor and com- manding draftsmanship. The luminous character of his color arrests and haunts the mind. is peasant studies have the animation of truth. This is an outstanding group of paintings, not only in its variety and its number, but in that he has reached out to new horizons. “America may well be proud when she adds this talent, I would almost say genius, to a long line of splendid artists.” If they needed further proof. came an enthusiastic telegram from Jon saying that her father’s pic- tures were being sought by art dealers. But it was of Jon that Nora thought with rapture. Nothing could cver separae her and Jon now. She could not wait to see him. Why should she not go straight down to New York in the morning? What did it matter that she should be in the office? Things like this happened only once in a life-time. 1t was in the same excitement that she dressed next day in the beige dress that was Jon's favorite, drew on the small beige hat. She had never, she knew, looked so lovely. Her eyes shone with happi- for her heart sang over and over that at last they were all se- cure. Julian had saved them. Now she and Jon could be married. The dream was with her all the way to New York. At the Grand Central she took a taxi and gave the address of the Weiland Galle- ries with a thrill of excitement. They did not know she was com- | | | ing. She watched -the crowds swim | past. As she stepped into the gal- !lery she caught her breath. It was }stifl early afternoon but she saw ismall groups of people standing | about, heard the buzz of talk. In the far corner of the gallery she | caw Julian looking amazingly hand- |some as he made a graceful ges- | ture. He did not see her. She was !happy that she should have these |first few minutes alone. i She stood looking about at the | pictures, that seemed to glow with | light and color under a blaze of sunshine, She turned at last to look intently at one. Alpine meadow. She could hear cow bells chiming down the flowery | slopes, and smell the wild, sweet | tang of summer. But this—thf§"Was not the way her father painted. |She moved to the next pieture, “Devon Lanes.” The twisting lane with a flock of sheep winding past, the light on the shepherd'’s upturn- ed face. She could hear the thud of sheep’s feet, taste the dust as it rose in-a cloug-belrind them. She colors and faltering brush strokes. She heard voices pattering art talk | with a note of enthusiasm upper- most. The light, the wild color, the enchanted country spread be- fore her eyes, as she walked from picture to picture. Juneau School, neau on the Alaska from Anci rage for the past year. “BILL” HERRIMAN HERE Lo W. L. Herriman, graduate of tho | wil '30, arived in Ju- where he has been residir He is en route I chen, Michigan where he continue Jis clarinet Juneau City Band | Empire. i In the center of the room was a | wooden bench. She went to it and | sank down at last. She felt she| could not face those pictures again. Her father had never painted like| that. But what did they make her think of: these pictures that seem- ed to lay bare the innermost search of the heart? This trembiing sunlight, painted with a brilliance that overlaid a masterly technique. There trans- flucent colors. These brown-neckad, stooping peasants with the patience of animals . . . She tried to put them from her mind. Her hands were wet. She wiped) them with a ball of handkerchief. | Someone behind her was saying “The artist's little joke. See it over there.” She turned her head spasmodic- ally to see what it was they were laughing at. There in the corner | was one of the things she remem-; bered well, the purple house that seemed to topple down the brown | hill into the red water below. ; “Amazing that he should catchj the modern spirit and caricature it 50 precisel The voic s moved off. She closed | her eyes. Someone had come to sit beside her, she felt a hand over hers. It was Jon. “You couldn't stay away! Well, what do you think of it?" he leaned | forward, his green eyes iling, his | face lighted with a charming gay- ety. “How queer you look, Nora.| What's the matter “Nothing. Nothing. What Couldi be the matter?” she tried to say| between white lips. 1 “Didn't I tell you—there you mus:v go and speak to him as soon as| that old dowager is through gushing over him—' ’ “Jon,” she plucked at his sleeve, | “take me away!” | “It's been too much for you, has| it? This is the time when I} thought you'd be wild with delight and you look as though—" She tried to wring a smile from her lips but she knew it was only a grotesque twitch, “Let’s go, Jon. It's so hot herc,i isn't it?” “But your hands are ice cold. There, he’s free now!” i “No, Jon, no.” She shrank back.} ‘I don't want to see him now.” At last they were on the train. Jon began to tell her all that had happened in these last few days. She listened without seeming to hear, closing her eyes now and then | as though the lids were too heavy. “You're tired, Nora. I'll go aud smoke a while. Youre coming| home with me. Damon will bz there. We'll tell her, tonight. Then | H H o o H H i H \ H H H i o i i H H we can be married. At once. Ati once!” | ‘Oh, yes, Jon, at once! And you'll take me away?” She was a strange, mad creature, he thought. Only last week she had stood out against him, saying over and over again she could not leave her aunt. And now she beg- ged him to take her away. Well, that was Nora. All strange con- tradictions and sudden impulses, variable as the wind. Nora sat alone at last. Her head fell back against the chair. She could hear the train sliding over the tracks, feel the ceaseless vibra- tion. But this could not make her for- get those pictures. She knew some- thing about them—something that she dared not face. If she should bring it to the light—if she should drag up from the depths of her mind this truth, she could never meet Julian face to face again. (Copyright 1930, Jesse Douglas Fox) Dead? But how, then, could Julian . . . ? Suddenly to- morrew Nora knows Damon’s thoughts. ——————— NOTICE OF CHANGE OF NAME OF VESSEL. | Seeseeesseosersseeeeassaesnan Notice is hereby given that un-| der the Act of Congress approved| February 19th, 1920, and in pur-, suance of authority granted by the Commissioner of Navigation un- der date of May 12, 1931, on appli- cation of George Rapuzzi, Skag- way, Alaska, sole owner, the name of the gas screw vessel EMILY MAY, official number 220977, 12| gross tons, has been changed to TERESA. F. J. VANDERWALL, | Deputy Collector of Customs e Buying with # # Y our Eves Open ANY of the products that greet you from shelf and counter today bear familiar names. their reputation. old friends. them? bargains ? Other products are strangers. 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