Evening Star Newspaper, January 14, 1929, Page 24

THE VICARION—By Gardner Hunting (Copyright, 1928, by Public Ledger) other. Joh Ccarol Gould, and While they are looking at dinner given for a mot had been drowned a w art, explains the scene: from Liauid air conial g 5. & Tagged. gaunt man staggers in the studio. He cannot remember who he is. but_ecalls | Ph by her name.. Radley hames the stranger Van Winkle. (Continued from Yesterday's Star.) INSTALLMENT VIIL HYLLIS could not discuss the | thing with a stranger, even if sh2 could rid herself of the sense of the strangest thing | about him. She stopped him as | he tried to answer her own terrified | question. Van Winkle was too weak to protest. Apparently he had come into the hall alone and the effort was too much for him. He took hold of the doorpost to steady himself. But he smiled at her. “May I come to sce you?” he asked. Phyllis found it hard to concentrate on what he said. But she managed to reply presently “Yes,” she said. “Come when you cen. When you are strong enough.” “Mr. Brainard will bring me,” he re- plied. That caught her attention thorough- ly. As if he were Brainard's creature! But he seemed to attach no special significance to his own words. She went down to the waiting car —where her mother and father sat talking of some subject they dropped when she arrived. They seemed as un- Teady as she to discuss the theme that absorbed them all. The fact added nothing to her composure, but relieved her of the necessity of facing the phases of the subject they might think important, They were clearly dis- turbed. She escaped from the worst of her thoughts, however, by going again over the conversation that had last occur- red among the whole group gathered in Radley’s studio. Away from the spell cast by the white room and the sense of what had occurred there, she could get a perspective that seemed to throw all Brainard's explanations once more into the region of clever nonsense. That night, alone in her room, and next morning, as she took a gallop on her mare Betty, she began to recover her cheerful view of things. And she wondered at herself, What a curious thing was a human mind, that could be so wrought upon by mere sense im- pressions as to repudiate reason itself! She had been appalled at visions of a world turned back upon itself, reliving its action of the past—with the thou- sand chimerical threats the idea con- tained. She shuddered with the after- chill of it now. It was the world’s salvation that it could forget! Then she found that she could laugh with a huge relief in the conviction that the involved explanation Radley had offered them had been nothing but a smoke- screen to cover some psychological ex- periment he was making on them. She might have resented this last idea had it not comforted her to believe that the real Radley was also merely still behind that screen. And h2 had something, as Carol had said. Of course he had been disap- pointed at her attitude! The things he had shown them through the sheer curtain of his exhibition chamber were nothing short of miraculous. Enter- tainment? He would have a world at his feet! She paused at the crest of a rise back of the beach and looked down upon the little city in which was her home. It was not so lovely a thing as a city of homes at the Pacific’s threshold should be. It was not so beautiful as it had once scemed to Phyllis. Back there where the enor- mous spread of studio upon studio of the present colossal entertainment com- bine stretched away toward what Rip Van Winkle had called Hollywood there was color enough, a gay show of ban- ners and streamers, of glittering gilt, of flowing life, visible even from here. But that was not beauty. She looked off at, the blue Pacific—and filled her lungs with its sweet breath—and went back home feeling that her world was normal again! It was the following afternoon, after 24 hours more of this respite, that her mother told her Radley was coming to dinner, “and bringing Mr. Van Winkle.” Mrs. Norman told her Radley had ex- plained that he intended to treat the man as a friend, to take care of him and study his case for a time. He was Iriendless and without resources other- wise. And Mrs. Norman added naively that, however unfortunate he might be, Mr: Van Winkle seemed a gentleman. She used the name now quite naturally; but the mere mention of it thus brought | the girl & of misgiving that un- dercut the buoyancy of her heart. It Castor Oil Bad For Plants Many folks think castor oil is good for ferns, palms and rubbe But they 'are mistaken! 8 coating on the roots with which it comes in contact, making it impossibie for them to take moisture. 'As a result the plant may grow fairly well. but not nearly so good as it would have if no sed. 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Van Winkle, and that scene of his resurrection on the beach, were inexplicable even if every- thing else she had seen in Brainard’s studio were reasoned away or lost sight Accepted as a guest in her home! And yet, why not? An unfortunate gentleman! But the first shock to her nerves had passed, and Phyllis Norman was no neurotic. There was & wholesome. substantial strength in her that could rise in staying powers as well as in ability to meet emergencies. As she dressed for dinner that night the agi- tation she had felt at thought both of meeting Radley again and at re- newing contact with the problem she had to face had left her. When she met Brainard down in the library where her father had a hearth fire going in the cool of the Spring eve- ning, she gave him her hand with readiness to go half way—and more. And he smiled at her, so much like | his old self again that she became | happy at once. Van Winkle met her with an eager- ness that had the quality of an af- fectionate dog's delight in being near a friend. He called her Phyllis with- out apparent consciousness that he was taking any liberty or creating any new mystery. It startled her a little; then she resented it; then she argued that if the man was what he seemed | to be he was at worst & sort of harm- less lunatic, to be humored for the| moment. And curiosity was stronger | in her now than fear. Carol and John were- there, of course. Her mother accepted Carol quite as one of the family. Besides, the girl's mother was away in the East, and Carol had a faculty for making herself at home where she chose and when. Miss Relief Brainard arrived late to com- plete the party, which Mrs. Norman had arranged to omit none of the studio up. grgogktails were brought into the li- brary. Van Winkle looked at them quizzically. “I might think I'd stepped backward cather than forward in my life,” he said, with that casual air he adopted for the most part toward his predicament—and an _ allusion that made it seem unreal. “Eight years!” he added, raising his glass “What's be- come of the prohibition law we tried not to observe in 19272 “Nothing,” said Radley shortly. “Then Liquor is King again?” “He's in process of abdicating nat- urally now,” answered Brainard. “He was before prohibition—only some of his subjects didn’t fancy having the thing hurried.” “Sooner or later all liquids find their level,” said Mr. Norman, “and the gen- eral equilibrium is preserved—as with ‘liquid events.’” But Mrs. Norman would not let them take up the great subject till they were at table. Then she could not prevent it. “Well, what's the big development, Rad?” asked John. “It’s hard for me to keep away from your place for an hour at a time.” “You needn’t keep away, John,” re- plied Brainard. “What do you think we've been looking at this afternoon, Van Winkle and I?” Phyllis’ attention divided between in- terest in what Radley would say and his familiar address to the stranger. She turned to the Van Winkle, who had been seated next to her. He avoid- ed her eyes and laughed uneasily. She turned back to Radley, her thoughts fluttering, as Carol demanded his explanation. “Hold your breath, then,” said Brain- ard, “for I'm going to plunge you in be- yond your depth! We saw—a gentle- man who we think was Mr. Balboa, tak- ing his first view of our little ocean out here—in fifteen hundred and some- thing, wasn't 1t?” His audience was indeed breathless for an instant. Then arose a chorus of ridicule. But in the midst of her laughter Phyllis saw that Van Winkle was not smiling. This intensified the joke for the moment—for Radley had drawn the long bow too far. Van ‘Winkle's seeming mystification spiced the real relief she felt. “But Balboa didn’t look at the Pacific - THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. €, MONDAY, JANUARY 14, 1929.° “I didn't say he did,” returned Brain- ard. “Peru, wasn't it? But what's that got to do with it?” “And you want us to think you've been to Peru overnight, picking up etheric records?” asked Aunt Relief. “Oh, no! But think what you like. Van Winkle and I believe we were in on the discovery of the Pacific this afternoon about 4 o'clock.” It seemed puerile now. Phyllis tasted the dish before her and waited. Radley glanced at her and his face hardened | as if he newly read and resented her | attitude. He leaned back in his chair, | laying his napkin aside. “I don't want to spoil your dinner, Mrs. Norman,” he said. “Shall we eat it first? Or shall I make you all forget your appetites?” “Oh, eat your dinner, children!” ex- claimed the anxious hostess. “I'm not hungry!” asserted Aunt Re- lief, and her wholly serious 10-year-old air started the laugh once more. Brainard took up his napkin with another glance at Phyllis, “All right,” he assented. “Perheps it will be just as well to let you get used to the ideas I've given you before I thrust any more facts upon you. Forget Balboa for a moment and think of what——" “But I can't forget Balboa,” insisted Carol. “If you saw him, there’s nothing you can't see! I—Radley Brainard, I couldn't have slept since I saw that first scene in your studio if I hadn’t been able to comfort myself with the - Irance that you are a beautiful iar!” “Oh, yes, you would. You'll sleep to- night after I get all through with you. Remember how quick you were to de- mand action the other night?” “What are you going to show us?” asked Miss Brainard. “Can you bring your pictures here?” “What would you like to see?” Brainard looked around the circle and his smile vanished. *“Shall I show you a little of the brutal truth about war —red hot from September, 1918? Or shall I show you a young man with a handkerchief covering his hand, about to greet William McKinley at Buffalo in September, 1901?" Every movement at the table was arrested. The little family group sat like figures on a film that stops. Then Relief Brainard's spoon fell clattering on a plate. | “Oh, Radley, this is too bad!” cried | Mrs. Norman. “Yes,” sald Brainard, coolly. “And | I, being used to this, can appreciate a good dinner.” Phyllis watched him for a moment, costing nothing. Like Carol, she en- visioned flaring billboards. “Oh, well, come on, Rad,” said John, manifestly principally amused. “You may as well tell us at once where Dor- | othy Arnold went!” “And Charlic Ross,” Mrs. Norman. “All in good time, Brainard ans swered, reaching quietly for his glass. But the impulse to treat the thing lightly was contagious. I can see that nothing is going to be safe from you,” said Mr. Norman, “from trade secrels to little trips to Tijuana!™ “If you can show today what hap- pened last night,”” said John, “nothing will be left of the newspapers but the funny page.” “And nothing left of the movies but the vaudeville!” suggested Carol. “And nothing left of vaudeville but the bonbon box!" said Miss Brainard. “Why, Aunt Rel!” laughed Radley. “I never thought about destroying your pet_amusement!” . “I might get to like yours, if I could get _to believe in it,” replied his aunt. “There you are again,” said Ragdley. “Motion_ pictures have ‘so thoroughly prepared your minds for trickery that you can't beleve the real.” “Why try to keep up the pretense, Radley? demanded Carol, “You can't grlnfl;( us back to faith after that Balboa reak.” “Perhaps I'll bring Balboa back. Or suppose we take a random shot or two out of more exciting history. You still think I'm joking. Just grant for a minute that I'm not. What shall we How about Charlotte Corday, in Marat's bathroom? Want to see her? on Queen Mary's back supplemented His tone was almost a sneer. At once | Phyliis Jost all mclination to laugh. She saw amusement fade from the faces of the_others. “I can show you,” went on Brainard calmly, if coldly, “some of the inside truth about your public men; the guilty | in crimes; the truth about your friends and neighbors; the secret life of hus- band or wife, of intimate or en:my; what men do in their homes; what happens in private dining rooms. Or I can show you-—Raphael at work in the Sistine chapel—or Peter the Hermit starting for Palestine! I can show you whatever has happened in word or deed, anywhere on this planet, any time you like. I don’t mean to claim that I have records of these events. . But— I am convinced now that I can get them.” It was the matter-of-fact ending of his speech that came like the stinging tip of a whip lash across Phyllis’ mind. She forgot doubt. She forgot her rea- sons for reticence. “Radley!” she cried. won't!" “Why, Phyllis,” exclaimed Carol, “of course he will! Only, Rad, if you're going to expose people like this nobody will dare do anything any more.” “Perhaps no one will want to.” said Mr. Norman slowly. “We'll all be too busy prying into each other’s lives.” Phyllis could not speak. But the thought flamed in her mind. “That's “But you then continued her own dinner. Words! After all, just words! Unbelievable, and A Sneeze Calls for HILL’S! A sneeze or a chill is the first sign of an oncoming cold! That’s the time to stop it. And the way to do it is with HILL'S CASCARA-QUININE. These well.known tabletsstopa coldintwenty- four hours because each tablet com- bines the four helps needed. HILL’S Stops a Cold in a Day 1. It breaks up the Cold. 2. Checks the Fever 3. Opens the Bowels 4. Tones the System Only HILL'S gives you these four effects in one. So be sure it's HILL'S you get. RED BOX—All Druggists it! 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And in double rooms, t00.” “with and without baths!” put in Carol. “But why stop with history?” asked van Winkle quietly. “How about pre- historic times?” “Oh,” laughed Carol, ruses and diphthorhynchuses!” was not depressed. “How about the dawn of creation it- “megathsau- She self?” asked Mr. Norman, with no l'lin'.1 of a laugh. nd Wkat most pecple call indiges- tion is usually excess acid in the The instant remedy is an alkali which neutralizes acids. But don’t use crude helps. Use what your doctor would advise. __The best help is Phillips’ Milk of | Magnesia. For the 50 years since its invention it has remained standard with physicians. You will find nothing else so quick in its effect, so harmless, so efficient. | One tasteless spoonful in water neutralizes hany times its volume in acid. The results are immed- “Eventually perhaps,” returned Brain- ard, unruffied, “if men live to care. 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