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(Continued From Saturday) iu Bie. Bogart called next day. She et a hewlike, crumb pecking, dub t appearance, Her smile was too pent. The pecking started in i cage you had lots of fun at the picnic yesterday. Did you on nr y at swimming: He's so strong, y. just crazy to get Into too, but—— This Rrik Val along, we'n't he? “Yes. “1 think he's an awful handsome The Story of Carol Kennicott BY SINCLAIR LEWIS Copyright, 1950» Harcourt, Brace & Howe, Inc. | “breaks,” ihe was she called them, When too expressive, too much like & Russian dancer, in saluting Deacon Pierson, Carol had the eo Stasy of pain ih seeing the deacon's sneer, When, trying to talk to three girls at once, he dropped a cup and effeminately wailed, “Oh dear!” she sympathized with—and ached over the insulting secret glances of the girls From meanly hating him she to compastion as she saw that his yen begged every one to like him She perceived how inaccurate her Judements could be. At the picnic sh had fancied that Maud Dyer looked upon Erik too sentimentally and she had snarted, “I hate these rose DOINGS OF THE DUFFS OH HELLO, DONALD - WHO DO You THINK ITSP NO, GUESS AGAIN~ NO- IT’S OLIVIA HOW ARE You? on Fine! HAVE You BEEN OUT OF Town ? WELL, WHY DON'T You Come OVER AMD SEE ME Some TIM , and they say he’s smart. Do ie him?” Reaar ovens very polite.” “Cy says you and him had a lovely oat-ride, My, that must have been “Yea, except that I couldn't get Wir, Valbors to say a word. 1 want @d te ask him about the suit Mr. Hicks is making for my husband But he insisted on singing. Still, tt) was restful. floating around on the | water and singing. So happy and in. gocent. Don't you think it's 4 shame, pe Bogart. that people in this town | Hloott himself! | @on't do more nice clean things tke| When Carol glanced at Erik again | that, instead of all this horrible gos. | She discovered that Mre. Bogart had jan eye on her, It was a shook’ u know that at last there was some. | thing which could maige her afraid married women who cheapen them | selves and feed on boys.” But at (the supper Maud was one of the waitresses; she bustled with platters of cake, she was pleasant to old women; and to Erik she gave no attention at all. Indeed, when she} had her own supper, she joined the} Kennieotts, and bow ludicrous it was to suppose that Maud was a gour met of emotions Carol saw in the fact that she talked not to one of the town beaux but to the safe Ken: | me 2 + Bogart sounded vacant. Her Mre. wes awry, she was incom. | of Mrs, Rogart’s spying. dowdy, Carol stared at her,| “What am I doing? Am I in love felt contemptuous, ready at last to with Erik? Unfaithful? [? 1 want} the trap, and as the | Youth but I don’t want him—tI mean, | ty goodwife fished again, “Plan: |! don't want youth—qnough to break nin’ some more picnics?” she flung | UP my life, I must get out of this. | out, “I haven't the slightest idea! | Quick.” I must} She said to Kennicott on their! ' v jway home, “Will I want to run) sap on coe she remembered that | *Way for a few days, Wouldn't you | like to skip down to Chicago?’ “Bull be pretty hot there. No fun What do Iv Few of the aristocrats of the Jolly | Seventeen attended the humble folk meets of the Baptist and Methodiat chilly with | 9 @ big city tll winter. lqhurch cups where,:tho Wille [77 wens 99.90 tert: | Weodfords, the Dillons, the Champ Seventeen, two days| “People! To occupy my mind. 1) Perrys, Oleson the butcher, Brad sftusive to Maud Dy. | Want stimolus |Remis the tinamith, and Deacon Juanita Haydock. She fancied | ‘Stimulus? He spoke $004! Pierson found release from lonell e was watching her,/haturedly. “Who's been feeding You | nes But ail of the smart set went not be sure, and tj ment? You got that ‘stimulus’ out to the lawn festivals of the Epincopal moments she did not|f one of these fool stories about) onurch and werd reprovingly polite ld rebel against the | WiveMthat don’t know when they T¢ | to outaidera, i now that she had) Well off. Stimulus! Seriously, tho.| ne Harry Haydocks gave the last however tndistinct, for | 1 cut out the jollying, I can't get | iawn-testival of the season; « spien way the railroad track | : itt i Hr hich to revel : x | dor of Japanese lanterns and card Ins je escape there must) “Then why don't I run off by my-/tanien and chicken patties and Nea be not a piace from which to eelfr” politan ice-cream. Erik was no long flee but @ place to which to flee. | ‘Why ‘Tien't the money, you|(, entirely an outsider. He was eat She had known that she woul diy ; UAderstand. But what about Hugh? | ing nis icecream with a group of leave Gopher Prairie, leav@ Main| “Leave him with Aunt Bessie, It! the people most solidly “in"-—the Dy : Street and all that it signified, but | Would be just for a few days.” lets, Myrtle Cass, Guy Pollock, the the had had no destination. She had| “I don’t think much of this bust | jackson Eiders. The Haydocks them destination was not "*S* of leaving kids around. nd the Jove of Erik. for “em.” i 2 B44 | seives kept aloof, but the others tol jerated him. He would never, Carol to assure herself that! "Se you don’t think—© [Siisande be ane et che kaw pillars, love with him but “lll tell you: I think we better | pecause he was Dot orthodox in bunt hime, and interested /May put Ull after the wi ing and motoring and poker, Rut Yet in him he had{ Well have # dandy long trip. No. | ne was wigning approbation by hin her need of youth |! don't think you better pian much | tivetiness, his gaiety—the qualities | i youth ‘would wel. | Shout going away now.” | least important in bim, Set, Wirth te whew}, Se che wee thrown at rth. When the group summoned Carol er errenenl eet 7 |ghe made several very well-taken taserooma, in stu- Sh awoke at ebbtime, at there | points in regard to the weather. Meetings to pro. | of the morning. woke sharply and| Myrtie cried to Erik, “Come on'| alt ¥ 2 | z g E H i i i Hr i test against Things in General. (fully; and sharply and coldly as ber! we don't belong with these old folks. | ++ + But universal and joyous, ther pronouncing sentence on a 1 want to make you ‘quainted with | youth rather resembled Erik. [cruel swindler she gave judgment: | the joltiest girl, she comes from Wak : i i7at “A pitiful and tawdry loveaffatr.| 7 } “No splendor, no defiance. A seif.|jngs ns Serene we reg hele She began to admit deceived little woman whispering in! Carol anw him being lonely without him. | Corners with @ pretentious Mttle man. | tne guest from Wakamin, She saw | \capdiegotag | “No, he is not. He is fine. A*! him confidentially strolling with | at the Baptist church «up| Piting. It's not his fault. His eyes | Myrtie. She burst out to Mrs, Went ‘R week after the picnic, that 2°? "weet when he looks at me. take ~vdfbore and Myrtle seem Bre, a omen. have quite « crush on each other.” saw him again. She had gone Kennicott snd Aunt Bessie to| She pitied herve? that her ro | Mrs. Westlake glanced at her curl Which was spread on oll. /™ance should be pitiful: she sighed|ously before she mumbled, “Yes, | and tresile-sapported that in this coloriess hour, to this| don't they?" i church basement. Firtk | #ustere self, it should seem tawdry.| “I'm mad, to talk this way,” Caro! | Myrtle Cans to fill coffee; Then, tr a very great desire of Worried. waitresses. The con-|rebellion and unleashing of al! her| She had regained a feeling of so doffed their piety. hatreds, “The pettier and more taw-| cial virtue by telling Juanita Hay under the tables,/dry it is, the more blame to Main | 40ck “how darling her lawn looked Pierson greeted the | Street. It shows how much I've been | With the Japanese lanterns” when a rolling, longing to escape. Any way out!/She saw that Ertk was stalking her. . sister, where's Broth-| Any humility so long as I can fiee.| Tho bhé was merely ambling about Main Street has done this to me. 1) With bis hands in his pockets, tho came here eager for nobilitien, ready |he did not peep at her, she knew for work, and now— Any way out. | that pa Wen sakes ae. oe aes ‘ away wm Juanita. Er ene PE mae ery. toma Terr seth her. She nodded coolly (she was know, they don't understand how | Proud of her coolness) agonizing thelr complacent dutiness | “Carol! I've got s wonderful is. Like ants and August sun on a | hance! Don't know but what some . | wou, ways it might be better than going : icin Pitiful! Caroh—the clean | Bast to take art. Myrtle Caes says girl that used to walk so fasti— thought of things she to him. High, im profuse to j " | f i i i i le Hy i: fu ie i | I dropped in to say howdy to sneaking and tittering in dark cor | MyTtle last evening, and had quite ners, being sentimental and la long talk with her father, and he at chutch suppers!” as Jealous | aid he was*hunting for a fellow to he flour mill and At breakfast-time agentes |£° t© work in t ere =might-biurred. and persisted learn the whole business, and maybe “his @aveheries—his' only as « nervo become general man: I know Ma 3 . ches semmne ne something about wheat from my farming. and I worked a couple of her bd months in the flour mill at Curlew | when I got sick-of tailoring. What | 40 you think? You jaaid any work was artistic if it was done by an Jartist. And flour is so important. | | What do you think?” | | “Waitt Walt’ This sensitive boy would be very skillfully stamped into conformity by Lyman Cass and his saliow daughter; but did she detest the plan for this reason? “I must be honest. I mustn't tamper with his future to please my vanity.” But she had no sure vision. She turned on him decide? i Ite up to} “How can I people always went in any| will get ready for the wedding.’ [kissed all of them—and then he 1 wondered how they could ever do in spite of the mist which | you orrme weaat Sees ae (saute. “First father told the people he || kissed me! |that. Going to a supper with a ar. with smoke to make a fog, I #0 y 5 ‘“ “ | My feelings were outraged. I was ried man, and a father, was about /to walk. I wanted to tire fl ell, ir t to become & person like—yes,. like! Niydoor rms \oevageliamperveglaanne beng them the use of the F iot @ child, but I had been pretend: | the wickedest thing a pretty, silly |so that I would fa jme! Wait! Don't be flattering. Be |] wood chopper, when the old man | town hall for the wedding. Then [ling that I was one and I had to go | girl could be guilty of. I had that diately, honest. Thia ts important.” told him he had asked Nancy to| he got together the men who had ]/on with the role. If I assumed that |straight from Motherdear, Motherdear humors such ot Teale TT want to vind.” As marry him, ‘Have you money| musical instruments and told |I had been tnsuited, MeMasi rl | There were few dissipationa of | Indeed, she promote? them. [ant “We're aikecs gravely, |] enough to marry and take care of| them about the wedding and they/ ||™1et consider me’ precocously /any kind in my own life. ‘The most very fond of doing things on the % \ } sophisticated. citin) y | pulse, | “Only I'm not sure T chun put thra |] 9 wife? | agreed to make themoeives into a I was wretchedty embarrassed. | profession. Very often 1 wan obliged | (To Be Continued my an ae et A pont ig ed “‘T have two doflars to buy #| band to furnish musie for the MU Neebehcbeteciicmeenutsanndi mueh guess I have pretty fai | ‘ : rice, but since I've known |} Slcense and on€dollar to pay the} wedding. And last of all he gave “No, nor anywhere, © Erik, I am|a real trip.” He shook himself out! “No, 1 don't want to hurt him, & Te Worth Truina OLIVIA, HANG UP THAT PHone! I'VE HEARD You CALL UP SIX DIFFERENT Youns MEN AND INVITE THEM To THIS HOUSE y WHAT'S THE MEANING OF ALL THIS ? SMR YOUNG INP MAY | SPEAK TO HIM PLEASE P OW, HELLO BOB -THIS |S MISS OLIVIA DUFF - WHERE HAVE You BEEN KEEPING Your ser? You HAVE BEEN COMING OVER? WELL, WHY Don'T You? - MAKE IT TUESDAY ~ ALLRIGHY OW YOU SWEET THING - TAKING SUCH AN INTEREST INME! WELL, VLL TELL You, CHRISTMAS IS NOT SO FAR OFF AND IT'S NOT SUCH BAD POLICY To RENEW SOME OLD ACQAINTANCES ~ GET ME DEAR? Ouse MOM=DO DOSS EVER GET MARRIED? WELL, THEN WAT QIGUT HAS JUMBO T GROWL AT NELLIE? HEAVENS | GAVE MY PRECIOUS QUEENIE FROM THAT HORRID CAT = How COULD Vou HEARTLESS MEN STAND BY AND SEE MY DET HURT?) SAW “THAT BONE POLISHER PUTTING TH’ BOUNCE ON / iy A PAIL OF WATER MID A MOUSE, AND Confessions of a Movie Star (Coprright, 1921, Seattic Star) CHAPTER XXVIII—McMASTERS KISSES ME Once Motherdear and I had gone; Certainly he waa like a father to me.;to go to a picture palace to for the weekend to McMasters’|Certainly he couldn't be horrid t6|self on the screen and to hear W jcountry home by the sea. Nandy | me, right before the innocent eyes of |the fans bad to say about and his wife, Hutcheson Coteridge, | his own little ones, ing. > and the Henry Larkins had been in-| 1 said this to comfort myself. On such oceasions I put on vited. | blamed myself. Since Cissy had made | glasses with shell rims, to wear Uf |me break my vow not to be kissed, /the lights were turned down, |since that bit of initiation the day I/would have been utterly jhad any one recognized me as | * | original of the shadow heroine ¢ | We enjoyed immensely that love cd ly place among the pines. | | Mrs. McMasters was a perfect slapped him, I had grown self-con- & | dear. She took me up to the nursery scious. I was wpynappy for the re and thereafter I ran away from the mainder of the visit. \the screen. abel Cleland limovig crowd -te play Getis with the} After that MaMnstare wes tor] oe be 3 j children, ever hanging around the set on Rabe pe reo Bema 5 — Recig One day. McMasters came to the/which T happened to be working. |r"). ed what roles che hens nursery as I sat on the floor mak-|And once or twice he trailed the t roles the public pie ferred and of what business it: |'ng a turban for the largest rag company when it went into the coun- apereved. | bay | try on location. As the producer he . | “Hold itr? he anid and involuntar | was within his privileges. Motherdear and I, having wa! ily I obeyed the familiar order of the; When with the company, never /the second showing of “B director's. “How do you do tt, you|once by the shine of his eyes or the! Love,” left a certain “theatre Is | fascinating little imp?” he demanded. | intonation of his voice did he per. one evening, to find a thick fog |\ “Do what?" I asked. He did not|secute me as he was said to perse- | Side. reply because bis children crowded cute some other girls until they con-| IT was excitedly reviewing jaround bim, and the oldest girl de-|sented to go to little suppers with |comments I had heard about |manded « kiss, He kissed her—| him The distance home was short, | * T * * Page 538 | THE WEDDING BELL “Did your father be very rich,, very poor and they will starver Mra. Washburn?” Peggy inter- “Not at all,’ said my father, rupted the story-teller, ‘The wood chopper has left his “He Was much richer than the | hut In the forest to go and get wood chopper or the poor old | hie wife. They are to come in on Nancy,” Mra. Washburn answer-| the train the day before Thanks- ed, “and he was the man to whom | giving, and in the meantime we + to sleep it “Tl begin on you,” said Nancy, looking at the genome squatting next 1% Crookatone in the circle sround Wer. Then she thought of something the. “But how shall I know whether he is telling me the truth or not,” she asked. ' “Watch the cat's eye over the q Bate,” nid Crookabone red, youl! fan't clever enough to tell the truth. if the cat's eye remains green, you Will know that he is “We tell the truth without telling : anything. That's our Why of trying Wits, Gnomes have to have wits S nimble as their toes.” Nancy felt like adding “and fin- 4 fers,” for she had not forgotten how al ge the little raseals had stolen the gold ut of the Fairy Queen's mountain, 3 how they had unfastened the locks the cages of the Circus animals #04 let ali the creatures out, not only Semring ali the countryside into fits, Wat disappointing the kiddies as well or > both cases she and Nick updone the mischief, and . “If it turns} know Tweekanose here | Where's Kip?” she asked suddenty [she wondered if the gnomes knew about it. \ Hut she wisely seid nothing and turned to Tweekanose again | was her chanve to find out all about the missing Brownie and the key he had stolen yhere’s Kip?" she asked sud Inder his hat,” replied Tweeka- promptly. “But that doesn’t tell anything,” said Nancy in a puzzled tone, “It's the truth, jnst the same,” hodded Crookabone, approvingly, “Bravo, Tweeky.” And he slapped his next neighbor on the back, All the gnomes were grinning until their long noses (that turned down) nearly touched ibeir lon china (that turned up). The little girl felt very uncom. fortable. What queer ideas the gnomes had about things! She do- leided that phe didn’t like the game at all, (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, by Beattie Stan Now | taste in fi | you T don't like to think about fuss. line with dress designing. I'd have the means—books, | miller, plano, travel.” But as a “I'm going to be frank and benstly. | Don’t you realize that it isn’t just because her papa nesds | young man in the mill that Myrtle Can't you under in amiable to you? a bright ietand what she'll do to you when | the has spectable?”” I suppose #0." vhat if | am? are! | art! tale to me! |know what I want. “1 do. more. I want you it's to forget you.” “Please, please!” ‘unstable’-—wandering from tailor shop to books, nothing but trying to make books Probably I'll fafl, Oh, I know it: probably I’m uneven. But I'm not unstable in thinking about this job in the mill—and Myrtle. 4, when she sends you to | church and makes you become re- | "He giared at her. “I don’t know. | “You are thoroly unstable! Most fish out of Don't talk like Mrs, Bo- How can I be anything but farm to no training, JT want you “Please, please, oh, please!’ I'm not a schoolboy any If I take Myrtle, minister,’ tye old wood chopper | replied, ‘and after that I have my two hands to work with and we shall be no poorer living in one hut than we were living in two.’ “At that my father laughed, and clapping the wood chopper on the shoulder, he sald, ‘And that ism't such poor reasoning, | either. You go and get Nancy |} and I will make ready for you a/| wedding.’ | | of his drowsiness, “You might give | want to love him. “What of?” m good-night kiss." | I'm thinking of Erik. Am I too hans “Of Them! Of my rulers—Gopher| She did—dutifully, He held her est—a funny topsy-turvy honesty=_ . My dear boy, we are/ lips against his for an intolerable | the faithfulness of unfaith? I wish Tam a nor- time. “Don't you like the old man/T had a more compartmental mind, _ this bell and when the people |! mal wife and a good mother, and|any more?” he coaxed. He sat up! like men, I'm too monogamouse ask, “For what reason do you vou are—oh, a college freshman.” |and shyly fitted his palm about the | toward Erik!—my child Erik, WEO ring the bell? you shall say, “t [| ! I'm going to| slimness of her waist. needs me. jt ring that you may know that the || make you love me! “Of course, I like you very much| “Is an illicit affair like a gambling — wood chopper is to be married at She looked at him once, recklessly, | indee Even to herself it sounded | debt—demands stricter honor than the town ball, the band will play and walked away with a serene gait/ flat, She longed to be able to throw | the legitimate debt of matrimony, and all who wish may come if }] that was a disordered flight [into her voice the facile passion of | because it's not legally enforced? r only they bring with them a Kennicott grumbied on their way a light woman. She patted his) “That's nonsénse! 1 don't care in quarter to swell the sum of the ||home, “You and this Valborg fellow | cheek. | the least for Brik! Not for any man, fond of you, but I'm afraid.” I can’t, when he said: “'Go you up and down the streets of our vill a rt ikyrodeng iti age and ring | tniking very foolishly | & bell to a young lad, and to him |} | } . “You do like m “a “Now all the people knew the! wood chopper’s money, for you || seem quite chummy.” He sighed, “I'm sorry you're so 1 want to be let alone, in a woman 014 wood chopper and when they| know that he is very, very || “Oh, we are. He's interested in|tired. Seems like— But of course | world- a world without Main Street, heard that he was going to get @| poor, "'" Myrtie Cass, and I was telling him | you aren't very #trong Jor politicians, or business men, oF | how nice she is.” “Yes. . .. Then you don't think | men with that sudden beastly hungry In her room she marveled, “I have |—you're quite sure 1 0! to stay | look, that glistening unfrank expres become a liar. I'm snarled with lies | here in town? slant thay ‘Wives habe> and foggy analyses and desires—1| “I told you so! T certainty dom “1¢ Hvis were here, tf he Gunlll who was clear and sure.” She crept back to her room, &| just sit quiet agd kind and talk, I wife, they said, ‘But he is very, | (To Be Continued) te Ht pe nen nm rane nen ne Re Na Ni a nn “t's you that are unstable! You! sensible things Ike those, 4 you <ennicott’s room, | small timorous re in white, clk hegre dleabcon nas baci aieigbe Hee yee vn ey oy ba at cok hk GAL i th bed. He| “I can't face v0 down—demand ort am on tied "it 1 et oan but you're scared. Would I mind it|/become a damn dressmaker, after flapped a drowsy welcoming hand at|the right. He'd be ebstimate, And (Ci nT ae you? Are you fair? Are you “No, I suppose not.” her from the expanse of quilt and I can't even go off and earn my tiv | if you and I went off to poverty, and / | dented pillows. jing again, Out of the habit of it.) 1 had to dig ditches? I would not! ‘There are fewer failures in the jBut you would. I think you would) jo you like me? Do you™ “Will, I really think T ought to| He's driving me— I'm afraid of what) jewelry business than in any \ opme to like me, but you-won't ad-| “Yes No! Please! I can’t talk] trot off to St. Paul or Chicago or) he's driving me to. Afraid. Ay CO mit it. I. wouldn't, have said this, |any more." hese giaes.” “That teante webes. teletndth PS j nut when you sneer at Myrtie and] “Not here. Mré, Haydock is look-|~ “4 thought we settled all that, few stale air, my hushand? Could any| Daddy, Roldt's the mill Lf I'm not to have good ing at us. nights ago! Wail Uil we can have|ceremony make bim my husband? |] Nelous—-advertisunent,

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