Evening Star Newspaper, November 9, 1931, Page 24

THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C. MONDAY, NOVEMBER 9, 1931. : s H = - » s é » 3 ! TWENTY-SIXTH INSTALLMENT. | i OT until they had crcsted | ' Queensboro Bridge and were | - trundling along the boulevard | that threads the North Shore | did Cathleen settle back to a full enjoyment of her adventure. It was good to leave the snarl of things, to | ut them behind her, if only for a while. ‘ er nerves—it was cnly within the last | few days that she had discovered thit the had any—were far from ‘steady. | Ani deep down inside her a buzzing | had been going on, like a bell out of oracr. The more she had tried to ignore | the buzzing, the more insistent it had become. Now it was beginning to die | down. “Did I ever ccast along. from day to | day, with nothing to think about ex- | cept fun and clothes and what mother would have for dinner?” Cathlen asked hersclf. Her life before she had left | home might have been the dream cf | another existence. Even The Nook, with its crgandie aprons and clinking silver, seemed far off. Neil Neilsen ond Ken- neth Hall? Travelers she had passed on the way. Travelers she might meet | eagain, In pascing. But Tom—he must have a last name, of course, but it didn't matter—how blue his eyes were, how gentle the dep yots in his voice! Tom was not a passer- | by. He was a true comrade of the road, | even though he was no mcre than a | cear memory. Was there really such a | thing as a spiritual mate? And h>d she found the mate of her spirit, only to Jose him to a sk'p that had put cut to sea? What would Julia say if she | should tell her how she cherished the thought of a man whom she had seen but a few minutes, and whom she did not know at all—not even his name? “Sometimes I suspeci that I keep Tom in my mind just to chasc out the others, Neil and Ken,” Cathleen charged herself. “Making myself belicve he is | th~ onc man gives me somcthing to hold to.” “Jcurney's End will prcbably give you | & real kick,” Julia was saying. “It does | me. It's one of those places that is so | perfect that you begin to hunt for blem- | ishes to make sure it hasn't dropped out | of a book.” | “I drove through the grounds once, when thoy were thrown open to the public,” Cathleen said. "It was the! most beautiful place I had ever seen, | ©r ever expect to see.” | “Did you?” Julix’s eyes sparkled. | “Father used to get big-hearted and let | the public have a peck at the domain | of the great Caldwell. He doesn't any | more, The freedom of the grcunds is | turned over to a squad of protectives, | uniformed and in plain clothes, whose | duty it is to keep all trespassers off the | premises. I imigine it would be easier to get into Buckingham Palace than to crash the gates of Journey's End.” “It must be a satisfaction to keep out | the pecple you don't want,” Cahleen sighed. “Yes. In a way, you can't blame father. The last time he opened the gates for charity, a witchman discov- ered a time bomb under his chair on the east terrace. It was set for 7 o'clock, the hour he usually goes there to look over the evening papers.” Cathleen could see that Julia 1oved her father. She might speak of him facctiously, as she did of Journey's End, but underneath her banter was a deep #ffection for both her parent and her home. “I might as well explain my family,” Julla went on. “I'll begin with father. He's tall and white-haired and cold- Jooking, like a statue done in marble. A little overpowering at first. You won- der how he came to step down off his pedestal. But he really isn't that way all, except on the outside.” “I'm afraid of him already,” Cathleen confessed. “Don’t be, Kit” Julla begged. “See if you can't crack through the marble and find the real him uncerneath. He's lonely.” “TI] try,” Cathleen promised. iy wiv. I L T R R AT A L O P TR e 2% S e T T T e ey mother. My own mcther is dead.” A pause. then ‘Julla hurried on: “Don’t mistake Elise for my sister. She’ll be introduced as Elise Caldwell. It's a, house rule. She can’t pear the idea of having grown-up children. She’s really only & few years clder than I In fact, we were in school together in Paris. ‘That's how father met her. I used to ask Elise to go places with us. She seemed to have no one in the world to be kind to her. No relatives nor friends. . “Many ple consider her a beauty. A Mona with green eyes and the dimpled chin of & ¢nild, Father worships ner. She's an obsession with him. A tortur- ing. fanatical cbsession.” “It sounds—terrifying.” Cathleen “Father keeps his feelings well hidden. By JANE DIXON “Then there’s Elise. Elise is my step- | half wished she had not come. i “You won't see that,” Julia said. | P resent. The possibility 1s remcte, but ¥hkt to play with it.” Cathleen saw that Julia really hated ‘Wallace Emmons, and Julia was not one to_hate lightly. There was a reason behind her bitterness. A good reason. A deep-seated reason. What? f “I'll keep a long way from Wallace,” Cathleen said. “It wculd be just as well” Julia agree He's & hobby of Elise's. She is quite willing to turn him over to me, but she would't stand for strange poach- ors.” It flashed across Cathleen's mind that here, in the intricacies of this strange family, was enme hed the sceret of why Julia” Caldwell lived in a studio in Greenwich Village and turned out ad- vertising copy. Cathleen’s holiday was to include a front seat at & moving drama thit promised to make her own little playlet appear trivial (T> be continued). MASONS WILL BURY | TWO VICTIMS OF GAS | Father and Son Here Are Saved From Potter's Field by Lodge in Asheville, N. C. The bodies of two men. father and ' son, who died in Washington as a re- sult of being overcome by gas at the tourist camp here, were saved from Potter's Ficld yesterday by the Ma- | sonic lodge of which the father was a member in Asheville. N. C Henry Clay Hugill. 60, and his son. Homer, 34, dicd early ‘last week at | Emergency Hospital, aftr having in- | haled the gas at the local tourist camy. | They had come to Wasbington from Asheville in an effort to find work as carpenters. Cards in the pocket of the rldcri Hugll] gave the information he was a member of Mt. Hermon Lodge. Ashe- Ville, and Johnston R. Zimmerman, sec- | retary of Harmony Lodge, of this city, got in touch with the North Carolina lodge. Yesterday Ruben Barnit, master of Mount Hermon Lodge, came to Wasb- ington and took the bodies of the men back to Asheville, They were said to | have been without relatives The bodies were prepared for burial by Almas R. Spearc. of Washington before being taken to the North Carolina city. where they will be given Masonic rites. { m All This Week Beautiful Fresh-Cut ROSES AND CARNATIONS 50c A DOZ. Delivered Arywhere in the City Phone Orders Accepted 1618 B St. N.W. 1528 Conn. Ave. Me. 8893 No. 8272 & TOMATO JUICE N Stimulates appetite seasoned with LEA PERRINS N\ SAUCE / You'll be interested in Joy. She's my flapper sister. Don't be snocked at any- thing she does. It's the set she goes ‘with. She's rather typical of her kind. Frenzy. Fever. I hope she'll snap out of it. But I don't kncw. Elise has her pretty well in tow. Joy fills the house ‘with a lot of slick youngsters and some older men, too, who don't mind im- bibing the hospitality of the great Caldwell. Elise likes that. She gets her share of them.” “But your father—if he adores her— surely—" “Oh, she tosses father a crumb of herself occasionally. Enough to keep him quiet. He's grateful for crumbs.” “And that is all—of the family?" Julia laughed. “Ycu said it almost as if it were a prayer, Kit. That's all of the family. There's another exhibit in ] < £ 2 > £ 2 = > T & 3 o~ 3 £ > 4 ¥ 2 'y - 2 > % = i s > H . z 4 3 3 T £ - z z 2 > < : 2 : 3 2 . H s 2 - 4 4 b+ * = = > X > . S > T : 4 2 > 4 > z s H 2 s pendage to the main show.” How Julia could be! “His name is Wallace Emmons. Think of lemons and you hate it. T won't describe now he locks If I did, it would spoil the wh-le day for me.” He'll probably make love to You. If he doss, laugh at him. Noth- ing upsets Em so much 2s being laughed at. There's a possibility he will not be Yrtavashiababiraw e bW ar i Footwear of cohw smart young tinctive models in the those fashions which your individuality—a pleting the ensemble. 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