The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 8, 1923, Page 13

Sa A | URSULA TRENT A Novel by W. L. George. Copyright, 1921, by Harper & Brothers, 2 rays she's intelligent home is Burleigh Abbas, K before the war when she id pretty, but not well educated. Her nd. She begins hei le in the days 32 and single, She has several pro-| posals, but she t them down, Then o | LORD OSWALD, a young member of the ariat ith democratic loan- | ings, Bhe becomes engaged to him as he front, He! te killed before she sees him again. he is busy in| hoepital service. There she comes under the influence of DR. UPNOR, who scorns the upper classes. Her hospital experienc Rot last long, for she ts dismissed because of a petty infrac rules, She learns shorthand and enters the food control office works unde. the direction of as a war memorial an Lontc cross or an obeliak, does | lean I know them, | it's modern to think that young men There/and young women can be friends ‘OWLS, former departmental manager of a London dairy. She works there until after the armtstios, An annoying controversy, in which her father Sgures, develops over whether the town shall erect ity of you, Ur w that you You ous do anything in out being seen. I fter country wit mean that makes any ence, hurriedly aw me “but you've # the example, and I can hard she added amilo, net Heve it's true what they're saying in| t we, that you've been seen trange young man in Colby “Yea It's true His name's Doctor | Upnor, from the hospital at Wo tog.” Why house?” “Because I want him for myself as my own friend,” “Girls of your age can't have mer | friends,” said mamma, solomnty, “un: Oh, 1 know hasn't he come to But ft always ends tn lovemaking.” “It does not,” I replied, angrily, and stopped. Was mamma in? No. And she wan clever enough to feel this: Jwuch an insurance. o| really, If you spread your risk a itt Ia PAGE 13 Nawou rose in ber pew cnd maid: “I| He was furlous: “You shall not go protest against the statement, You|to town Come home when you foal know nothing about it And what| better.” He strode off, leaving me you know about it ls not true.” | upon the tombstone. Tho congregation was first amazed| It sounds funny. 1 cam be bysterbe by her prosence in church, where sbe|cal again when I think of it 2§ had never been before Bvidently | wasn’t funny, really, for this was the she had hidden behind @ pillar, but| prelude to a quarrel lasting @ forte be willy, Isabel's marrind, and wel|in » moment @ bura of horrer sur-| night, at the end of which I told can't let you go for a Wily idea | rounded her departing presence, while | quietly that I was going to town can't give you an allowance and let|Mr. Bowden practically burst tnto|day and that my life was my away on your own lke this. | tears, I don't know why, but I be-|They relented im the morning, what do you want? The ding. ‘There's going to be { fun, and we'll go season, and all that, = ~~ —_— ae fun SEATTLE STAR Bot (o got Into another until you're| mental station at Harrow, where he married.” ften sleeps, One can't suspect “Oh,” I maid, “you do harp om this | Isabel marriage idea.” “That's the main thing for a wom. an. You've got to 4o everything reg rly in this world: firet y ing, then your vac your coming-out dance, marriage He did not reply for a time. We were in the study, and be was pol- ishing bis school cups He was very proud of them, especially of the Bar ent Athletic Cup, “won by W. Trent, 18 There was also @ cup for diving, 1878, | “Look here, Urmula,” he said, “don’t v ‘Then things happened wuddenty. It was as if I couldn't bear them any more, Women are supposed to bear things easly; théy don't, but they’re to. Buddenly I axked papa for| allowance, as I wanted to go to and work, “My dear child," he replied, “these | things aren't dous uninss you're going lto de war work, and, by the look of things, the war'll be over in @ month | dances and lots to town for ¢ Don't be absurd I tried to bear ft, when suddenly Things ‘Ui start up again as they used | the struggle between the Tontans and ur chris jon, then then -your After that?” and @ pretty sideways mnile illumined ber dark features. “Well, after that one can ge, Marriage, you know, it's * quite safe, | to wa together, but tho | <led, so I wanted to feel herota. internal convulsions were frightful.|a Mitte beast I was! Buddenly something went inside me} and I began to laugh aloud, louder and louder, I think st the end I He, ‘Tho the times aro getting easter, now that dancing ts so ubtle that one has to bh & dancing partner and that no other will do.” or #0." “And shall I be over then?” “1 don’t know what you mean. “Tmabel,” 1 said, “you're @ iittie beast, And you don't even tell me enough to make me suspect you of well et you." Inabe! di4 not reply, To thie day Tm not sure of her; she te prettier than ever, and has demonstrated to Gervers that he needed an expert. her] the obeliaktans developed — gtgantic “And 1? Shall I start ax 1 used to| local proportions The Ionians won, be, at the age of 217 Will Oswald|D&ving captured papa. On the fol- sme to Hite again? No, it's no good | owing Sunday Mr, Bowden was fool- talking. ‘There's © new time coming, | i#% enough to refer to the obelisk as and dont want to ‘mime "ive ta |®, Beaten, symbol, he wad “that a n allowance, papa, and let me go to| PAD wymbol would not be ereoted in teu 9 19 | a district dedicated to Christianity eiieeasteeriee meen | for 1,200 years. At that moment Mies screamed and yelled; at last I ool- lapsed in the churchyard, where papa had le me out, asking me all the time tn the church what I meant by it, and, as soon as we got outside, what the devil I meant by it At last I gasped: “Papa, I can’t stay here Let me early or too late to understand. didn't even think of them as train rumbled out of 0 to town.” NOW READ ON nu { told Doctor Upnor about ft, and he Gidnt take It as well as I did. ‘That was the day after Mise Nawton published in the Bastngalton Herald & list of the supporters of the obs Mek, headed: “Quality, Not Quantity, Mind, Not Muddiea” She had the estate agent, Lady Penley, and Mr. Wardle. But the Ionic cross had Lady Ediderton, the general shop, the postoffice, and the local sculptor, who had ence led a sinful life, but now| saw the light and hoped to carve| other's arms, promising each other the cross. nothing, fearful of offering more, "Ob dear!” sakd Doctor Upnor. “1| Unable to offer less than aimlens, oa should laugh like you if this thing|"eses My tears had stained hin} ‘waant @ microcoam of society, and| CBee, and in a kiss I recovered some if thie village row wasn't exactly like | ° *Delr saltnoss the great international row, Hun or m a " British, Ionic cross or obelisk! Hon.| I went to stay with Colonel Risby.| “Has Doctor Upnor been imaking | estly, tf Miss Nawton could do jt was fond of him, queer little old | love to yout” asked mamma, with| wouldn't she kill Mr. Felstead t jman. He never could express him-| Victorian coarsenoss, | I laughed, “T believe she would | *lf except thru phrases such ax “I) “I don't seo why I shouldn't have} She'd think tt her duty to her cause.” | een to say,” or “What I mean's friends I ike,” I replied, evastve. “Exactly. We have only one duty |‘*hia” His timid eyes, his drooping | 'Y “After all, there aren't #0 many to our cause—to make it prevail mustache, everything repelled clear ~~ a ‘After that we caf examine ita mer. |¢xprenson, He’ taken to respecting | “But, Ursula,” eaid mamma, tn a Yta But don't let's talk of this vil. | me since I'd gone out into the world, | Shdeked tone, “what dose that mat- lage row; we haven't much time | ®# he called tt; he wanted my opinion | ter? 7 don’t understand you. | Let's ait down on this tree trunk. | °® Europe and on politica | 3 lost my temper, not because | . There's no moss on it to stain your! He was talking to the collie that yo was lying to me; she wasn’ | frock. Look, the field's full of pink| followed ua, old Chivvy, twisted. | “™ t was the terrible part of | campion. Pink camplon and rosy|{jotnted, theumy-ayed: “Come on, | 82® belonged to @ period where noth- f tt hasn't begun ft will Jet you alone, Oh, not from the moral point of view, but for your comfort It’s true I'm not happy. I've lost ad-| be alone tn a wood venture.” He stood up. “Look here, | without lovemaking.” Jet me go while I have the strength to, and I'l learn to forget you.” Why did I do it? Was my pride outraged, or did I muddenty feel lone- ly and cast out? I couldu’t bear to| lot him go lke that, empty, I took| Ris hand and, without knowing why, began to cry as I pressed it to my Ups. Once more we ended in each BY CONDO ENTIRELY TOO HEAVY. ve Sor several times | | “Oh, mamma, don’t be so old-fash toned! We've got lots of things tn common—books, Idean” “It always ends the same wa: sald mamma, “and ft makes talk. Is he married * "You" “Oh, Ureula!” | ‘Then I surprised myself by my anger, “Yes, he's married. What dif. | ference does that make? You talk/| of a man being marriod as tf hi been chloroformed. Really, mamma —an she did not reply I grew tmpru dent—“you seem to think that love- making, as you call {t, is wrong.” EVERETT TRUE OUT OUR WAY HEY, YOU AIN Gor | NO RIGHT USIN’ J \[| MY SHANTY FOR == A PATROL WAGGIN) Bvt You'Re NoT NSS, tM THE Doctor, THS DOCTOR HIMSCLF] Mio Kou tiSH To ARe You t cheeka, they go on all the same un-| der Ionlo crom or under obelisk. You see, they know better.” He took my hand and examined it carefully. “You have beautiful hands, Ursula Chivvy. Come on, my man, my manikin, Come on, my old dog.” He seemed so lost, this little old man, unchangeable in a changing world He was immensely desolate. It wan ‘They taper like spear potnta” He |lke seeing something die. Mra. io-| bent down and kissed my hand where | by was not like that. She looked like the fingers spring. It stirred meand|an amiable brick—once handsome, made me uncomfortable, for I knew|Row unpowdered. She was quite ‘that next he would kiss me really. happy, sotng to church twice on Sun- “Don't.” I said. days and buying Longfellow calen- dabbling with anti-wuffrage, her gar- den, the selection of hymna, the cares of the G, F.C, and the proper cele- . Her terrible activity frightened her old husband, who still stood tn- I think 1|¢redulousty looking upon the land- scape, as if he could me the amoke- | ing mattered to women except men, and she didn't know it, I belonged to @ period where nothing mattered | to women except men, but I did know | it, 1 told mamma that I waa nearly | 24, that I wasn't gping to be dictated | They laughed at ma I had no plan in my head at all, but the heavi- ness of Ciber Court, like the misery of Colonel Risby, was driving me to action. 1 tried to make Isabel un- derstand when she came for the week-end, my pretty «ster Isabel, got # touch of red in ber hair, it al i i they saw @ spring on the shore, and they stopped to reat, and-look- ing over the bluff, Mr. Denny saw a break In the forest. Quickty he A “They came upon a little tide river, with muddy banks, a tiny meadow. They naw a long-desert- 4 Indian hut, all overgrown with wild rose vines, a low, wooded knoll. 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