The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, June 18, 1931, Page 5

e e e e THE ALASKA DAILY EMPIRE, THURSDAY, JUNE 18, 1931. BRINGING UP FATHER MOTHER, ARCHIBALD GUTTERBAND 1S CALLING TONIGHT. WOLILD YOU MIND I | ENTERTAINED HIM IN HERE P SYNOPSIS: Frances Lind- [ reconciliation with her hushand has written the finish (o her romantic nopes regard- ing Fergus More, she tells her cousin, Nora Lake. Nora re- calls Fergus' Kkisses, vehement- Iy bestcwed when she had con- fided her plan to elope with Jon Thayer, and considers this in relation to Fran's state- ment that Fergus had been mcre attracted to Nora than to her, After a sudden flight, Nera's father returns and faces sible prosecution by Jon’s wife, Damon, for having tried to steal credit for the late Nicholas Thayer’s paintings. Full of condemnation for his cwn artistic worthlessness, and bitter against Damon, he gocs to sco her. Suspecting that he plans revenge, Nora and Fergus are alarmed when a search near Damoen’s heme fails to disclose them. Chapter 35 A TURN IN THE PATH Tergus' arm steadies the trem- | bling Nora as they paused on the quiet path by the river. She turn- | ed to look at him. “You don’t know me—the real me—I've always longed for the things I didn’t have. To belong somewhere, to someone, someons that cared what became of me. I! was fearful too. Fear, that's the answer. If I hadn’t been afraid I wouldn't have married Nicholas. When I came home I wanted so desperately to have Jon love me. | That is why I lost him. And now Julian—Julian,” she whispered the name. “I've always been afraid for him. All the things I have be':nI afraid of have come to pass.” | “Perhaps it was your fear that . the things,” Fergus pressure of his hand on her arm as he said, “We’ll strike off through the woods.” How silent the woods were. The hemlock branches laden with snow | trailed the ground, ice made fairy | fronds across the bushes and they moved through the soft snow with- out a sound. But here there were footprints. “Oh, Fergus, if I find them...If nothing has changed...all my life will be different. I wom't be afraid any more!” The path turned sharply. Nora sprang forward with a choked cry. She saw her father leaning against a tree and Damon in a grey ‘fur coat seated on a log. They were talking quietly. They looked up. when they saw the two approaching and Julian Lake lifted his arm with his inimitable grace. His wine-colored eyes were danc- ing, his brown thin cheeks red- dened by the cold and when he spoke, his voice had its old light- hearted timbre. “They have followed us. Tracked us down!” he greeted them. Nora introduced Fergus to Damon. Damon rose, austerely sweet, her pale face in the ghostly white light that the snow laid over everything seemed to be lighted| from within. “Your father and I have been talking. He will tell you about it,” she said extending her hand to Nora. Nora caught her father’s arm and held it tight against her. She clung to him as though she would never let him go. The other two turned and went on ahead. “Why this wild affection?” Julian Lake said looking down into heri face. “Nothing’s happened to you . . . you're here . . . I have you. Oh, Julian, no matter what happens, we can bear it now!” “Nothing’s going to happen,” he smiled. They waited until the other two; were lost to view. Then her father began to tell her with an enthu-| siasm that was boyish, that Damon | was not going to prosecute mm.' Nicholas' pictures were to be putj in a permanent collection. t “But why—how—" «1 told her I was going to kill myself. But the water looked so cold—I got one foot wet when she called me back. She said she would forgive me, for Nicholas' sake,” her father said with a wry twist of his mouth, - “But enough of htat sad tale. Nora, my own, I have a plan—" . » Nora's heart sank. UV BY JESSIE_DOUGLAS #0Xa struggling along for years in Ver- mont. | Damon suggested that I go there— He would live in one of the cot- THATS ALL RIGHT, OEAR, 1'LL POSTPONE MY PLAYING LNTIL TENORROW. 111 GO UPSTAIRS . HINTHE I as he talked, Nor t he would have a a place where he would be | ) work, wh his explos nd mad schemes could hur | y came out of the | “There’s an artist's colony, been‘Aml Damc now t with my spirit, my n, I can put iton t. I have only t | again. certain well-known a: When she came down next day He talkad on and o from the office she found Jon happy. Years had dropr 1 waiting for her. raid n, it. It needs new life in its He began to elaborate the plan. in rights reserved. g | seemed different to her. “Il drive you home,” he said. She watched him thread his way through the traffic recklessly. He Or was it she who had changed? She only knew that his restless vitality as it showed in his voice and gestures tired her, that he no longer had the power to stir her senses. 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He's vary kean ! “Yes,” she smiled. | “You and I are Irce.” | He had come out on the river road now and he slowed down the car; one hand on the wheel, he steered negligently while he gave her all his attention. { ald Jon, “we could | . We won't tell any-| one. That's the best way. “Jon, T dou't want to go now.” “Only last week—" “But things are different since| week. I'm not. afraid any more.” | “That’s just the reason— Did you know that Damon is going to leave me? Doesn't that make a| difference?” | He waited for her to show some foeling but only a little movement; touched her face l'ke the faint! ripple across a pond. [ “Nora, what's happened to you?” | “I don't know," she sald honestly. “It's only—-that I don’t want to go with you. I could never feel ... secure. You will forget me in a little while.” | “It's that beastly young doctor, that Irishman, what's-his-nama! “It's no use, Jon.” | “I'll make you come! You will come, do you hear? I've always had everything I wanted. I shall have you.” | Her silence seemed to madden | him. He sent the car forward with {a lurch. At first she was n;)t‘ | aware of what he was going to do. Then she saw that he was -trying to freighten her into submission, The road seemed to shoot from beneath them and Nora clung to the side of the car, her teeth clenched. | He must be a little mad. There was some intrinsic flaw in all the | Thayers that verged on madness. She braced her feet against the) footboard and sat rigid in her cor-! ner. At last she cried when his; speed became ‘unbearable: } “Jon, are you trying to kill us?”| The words were torn out of her lips. Now his driving was like a madman’s. He grazed another car | as he flew past, rocked around a corner on two wheels, while the engine seemed to split the air with | its roar, The air tore at her hair and stung her face like needles. Te]e-“ graph poles veered toward them crazily and seemed to bend as they passed them. The motor had set-| tled down to a steady drone, and| the wind screamed in her ears as the car swept on. Somewhere out of this confusion, Nora heard the shriek of an ap- proaching train, and then suddenly she saw it sweeping down toward the crossing, a veil of smoke blow- | ing back from it Now she could see the engineer's frantic signal waving them away, while another | blast sounded. { Jon was going too fast now to shove on the brakes. There was| only one thing to do. His foot jammed the accelerator to the floor as the car hurtled into the path of | the limited. (Copyright 1930, Jesse Douglas Fox) | A jolt! . . . Then stillness again—and Jon’s head is slump- ed over the wheel as the story continues tomorrow. - e - A spot on a clean tablecloth may be one of the very least of life’s; tragedies, but a wife can make it seem like one of the biggest. e SAVE THE DATES Friday, July 2rd and Saturday, July 4th. Dancing at Moose Hall under the Auspices of Juneau Lodge No. 700, L.O.O.M. 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