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•Tented, had no common ground
upon which to meet Lillian Josse
Tyn.
As the pleasant days went on.
Ellen marveled at her more and
more. Lillian never talked of her
self. She had her mysteries, her
cryptic reserves. She had friend
ships of a sort with women, some
times she tried to make Ellen ex
press h»rself about them. And she
would get what was smart, yon
know, If she lived In La Trapp 0
monastery! »>
Two days later they drove
straight from the hotel to Wheatley
Hills, and to the “Vlllino dell’
Orto.” It was a day of soft show
ers and uncertain sunshine. Ellen,
sitting next to her father-in-law,
who was driving the car, was In
an ecstasy as she began to recog
nize the familiar country.
“This Is our little outfit,” Josse
lyn. Senior, said, at last, turning
In at a white-pebbled drive, between
great trees and spraying, enormous
rose-trees that already wore young
green. The hard-rolled lawns
showed a faint, emerald film;
hushes ready to bud were every
where; in a few weeks the place
would be a mass of fragrant bloom.
All about were the curves and rises
of wooded hills, beyond lay the
Sound, coldly blue In the distance.
Here and there another cobntry
home was visible; a stately facade
of dark brick, or the classic green
and white of the modern colonial
wood. Each of these had Its fiffv
or a hundred acres. Its stables and
garage and lodge to match the
house. The Josselyn estate was
small, less than ten acres In all;
there was a handsome fence, and
some of the finest woodland on the
entire island, but no lodge.
But Ellen hafl only a confused Im
pression of these things at the mo
ment; her whole attention was cen
had friendships witli men, but of
these she never spoke at all. She
was the type of beautiful woman
who can remain silent with per
fect self-possession, end when she
did speak It was to amuse her old
husband, or to encourage Ellen and
Gibbs to talk.
In the evening occasionally all
four went to the tfieater. But Lil
lian liked better to dine at leisure
somewhere, and to meet friends,
as they always did. and to dance.
Gibbs danced a little. Ellen less.
They sat and chatted with .Tosse
lyn. Settlor, quite happily, enjoy
ing the music and the general gey
ety of the scene. Lillian’s partner
would bring her back, flushed, love
ly, silent; she would exert herself
to he pleasant to the group at the
table until she was claimed again.
She taught Gthbs new steps, but
It was quite apparent that she en
joyed dancing with good dancers,
regardless of her feeling for them
as men. Sometimes they went to
the tea dances that were the latest
attraction at the big hotels; Ellen
would feel a little sorry for her
father-tn-law. He was always well
groomed, Interested, alert. She
found a little pathos In his eager
ness to join them in all their amuse
ments, not to be a clog, or to affect
their plans.
He treated hts wife with unvary
ing courtesy, but he grew deeply
fond of Ellen, and Uttie Tom be
came the joy of his life. There
were days when the three went
together to the park or the zoo
and chattered all day as If they
had been of one age. And Ellen
felt no pity for the sliver head
when she saw it bent against
Tommy’s black locks; somehow
there was n dignity and a fitting
ness here that was lacking at the
dances and the teas.
CHAPTER VI
R AIN kept the two families in
the city hotel for more than
a week of luxury and pleasure.
Aunt Elsie, upon whom Ellen had
descended for the day, had found
a pleasnnt little country nurse for
Tommy, the same maid that she
had had during her illness, and
Ellen consequently lVad nofTiing To
"dO Trot Ktntase herself. The Tifg
car was at the ladies’ disposal,
Olbbs often went with them, his fa
ther less frequently. Joe some
times joined them in the evenings,
and George I.nthrop duly gave them
a dinner party.
To this party Harriet came, a
thin, nervons, sweet girl, plain of
face, but with a pretty manner, and
•most at ease with Joe.” She accept
ed Ellen’s overlures of friendship
eagerly, sent her flowers, anti
showed In more than one way her
pleasure In the companionship of
Joe's sister.
So ten days went hy, and long
before they were over Ellen began
to long for a simpler life, where
Gthtis would seem her own again,
and where Tommy, might always
be free, in the happy old way, to
be in his mother’s company. They
would visit the Long Island house;
that would be a simpler life, at
least, and then they would find a
studio and apartment of their own,
keep the little Port Washington
Lizzie for Tommy, get a cook be
sides, and go back to their own
way of living.
Lillian had told them something
of the home at Wheatley Hills.
“Tom had great fun designing It."
“You designed It!” the ol-l man
snld gallantly.
“T (tuck la everythin* x wanted.”
Lillian conceded, “and Tom nfmbst
lost his mind trying to reconcile
Spanish tiles and old English wood
work and Dutch doors I”
«* It must be wonderfoi and fear
ful to behold.” Gibbs said later to
his wife. “I have a vision of tapes
tries and Mission oak and black
and-whrt? etrircs and Tiffany lamps
all merrily II ermiagled. LIUlna
vereff on the house."'' She" gave
Gibbs one amazed glance, he met
her look, and they both burst
laughing.
“We’ve been had, old dear.
That?” It* said shamefacedly.
Lillian smiled like contentedly.
“You do It?”
«« Like it!” Gibbs merely echoed.
And Ellen said, honestly: "I think
It’s the loveliest house I ever saw!”
It was Italian In type, the plas
ter walls stained a warm cream,
the windows and doors placed ir
regularly; some large, some nar
row. A wide stone stairway rose
from the pebbled path to the sec
ond floor, climbing against the side
of the house; at Its base stood great
Jars of potted hydrangeas. Under
the stairway water poured from a
lion’s mouth Into a shalYbw basin,
and above it, in the smooth facade
of the house, a blue plaque was em
bedded in a vine-wreathed nreh, a
Della Robbia bamblpo spreading its
little hands in untiring blessing
over the doorway.
There was the perfection of ex
quisite simplicity In the whole, the
perfection of absolute order and ap
propriateness. The three years
that the house had been standing
here might have been three hun
dred, so kindly did the trees en
close It, so readily had the hare
vines made themselves at home.
Even while the newcomers stood
gazing at It, a nesting bird, with
a thread hanging from his bill, dis
appeared into the chimney Ivy, and
a maid, opening an arched door
In the house wall, s&owed behind
her trim little figure^® sun-floofled
vista of stone arches and tiled floors
that tempted Ellen to an immediate
investigation, and made her exclaim
again.
They went up the wide outside
stair, and through the dark carven
wooden door at the top, and were
In a quaint, long room marvelous
ly paneled In rich wood, with a
glorious view through enormous
windows that were curtained only
by thin widths of some dork silken
stuff. The room was devoid of
merely ornamental things, one
splendid rug crossed the floor, logs
blazed under the carved acanthus
leaves of the great marble fireplace.
There was a black oak table that
might have come from a monas
tery, the chairs were large and com
fortable despite their severity of
line. The effect was of space, si
lence and shadow.
Lillian, enchanted by the visitors’
admiration, led them to other
rooms. Here was a piano, with a
harp beside it, in a small room
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"I Congratulate You, My Dearl
I've Not Seen Anything Better in
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lighted by three narrow gothic win
dows. Here was the breakfast
room, bright and square, with
Quimper plates ranged on an old
dresser, and Perugian blue cottons
at the windows. Sometimes they
stepped up, and sometimes down,
through exquisite doorways deeply
arched, every vista had been stud
ied, and made perfect. Sometimes
Mien looked down at the formal
garden, with its moondlal and its
trimmed cypresses close to the
woods, sometimes she laughed in
surprise at finding herself unex
pectedly above the tiled courtyard
where maids were chatting In' the
sun, or crossed u stone balcoqy pre
sumably leading Into the library, to
find herself In one of the long, bare
corridors again. Everywhere wna
the same effect of space, and re
straint, and emptiness.
Gibbs presently „ went .... to Ilia
stepmother and took both her
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I congratulate you, my dearl
Lie .Dot seen anything better in nay
GRIFFIN DAILY NEWS
Rhe looked up at him wlUt un
smiling eagerness.
*CNo, but truly—? To* "know
IVe been waiting for your verdict,
dlbbs.”
«« It’s a fairytale!” Ellen said.
Of course I bad n big architect
'to help me do It,” I.nilan said, with
a prettily deferential glance at her
husband.
“And we had that d—n 'Pepper?”
In the house for three months," the
old man said mildly.
“Who’s that d—n Pepper?" Ellen
asked, with her gay laugh. “Lind
say Pepper, the man we met?
"He’s a very bice fellow," Lil
lian corrected, with an Indulgent
smile. He decorates, and picks
out things for you, and so on—It’s
his business. Most people are
afraid of him, but I am one of the
very few who boss him about, and
he likes It. He and I had great
fights about everything, and I al
ways got my own way. So, If you
like It, I won’t have Lindsay Pep
per get the credit!”
“He got more than the credit,
he got the cash!” said Josselyn,
Senior, In an undertone, and a mis
chievous look at BUen.
ti Don’t listen to him,” said his
wife. She took Ellen and Qlbhs
to their own rooms, and before she
even left them she Stood for a mo
ment, with one hand on Ellen’s
shoulder, and the other holding
Gibbs’ hand, as they stood before
her.
"I hope you’re going to be com
fortable,” she toll them with a
wistful smfie.” It means so
much to your father, and to me,
we—” There was a hint of feel
ing In her voice and as If she
had not meant to show It, she
laughed a little shakily. “We want
you dears to like us!" she said.
And immediately she was all prac
tical. “I’ve put you both In here,
Ellen, It’s not the largest room, but
It has the prettiest view, and the
fireplace, And in summer you can
move If you like. And Thomas is
right next door, across the bath.
Lizzie can either sleep there or
have a room upstairs with the
other girls. Little Keno will look
out for you, she’s Japanese, hut she
understands everything, and If you
ring, she’ll bring you anything.
Don't dress unless you want to; I’m
going to get Into something com
fortable—
She was gone, and the younger
Josselyns left to smile upon each
other like children In a fairy tale.
Ellen explored the little domain;
every need had been anticipated,
everything was perfect.
“These aren’t Pembroke beds, but
by George, they’re awfully good Im
itations,” Gibbs said, Investigating.
“And I like tbe goldfish floating
about In that tall bowl.
There are other goldfish down
stairs, and did yew ever see any
thing sol wonderfulas the flowers?”
Ellen contributed, Just freesla
lilies In the music room, and masses
of pussy willows in the hall, and
early violets here—Gibbs, dear,”
and she came close to him and put
her hand on his shoulder, “are we
lucky, or what?”
“Did yoo get that delicate In
sinuation of What we were to do
In summer?” her husband ques
tioned in turn. “Do you suppose
they expect us to live here?”
“GlbbS,” Ellen answered, with a
cautious look about that amused
him, “It looks like It!”
And you know,” she went on
happily, when she had taken a sim
ple, soft little brown dress from the
closet where Keno had carefully
arranged all her clothes, and Was
brushing her dark hair, “you know,
it would be simply wonderful be
yond words to be here, Gibbs, and
then for you to have a studio In
town. I’ve always felt that it was a
mistake for families to combine,
but if we had the studio, and could
stay there for a night or two. and
then with your father and Lillian
going to town as much as they do,
and leaving us alone here, it
wouldn't be like falling over each
other all the time! And, Gibbs, If
It’s like tills now, imagine what
.Tune will be—and hoiv Tommy will
love It!”
She was happy tonight, happier
than she had been In this old at
mosphere that was yet so strangely
puzzling and new. Life In the city
had been trying, she had been con
selous a hundred times a day that
she was unfitted for It. But now
she was back In the country, Aunt
Elsie and Joe find grandpa only a
few miles away—this was her own
atmosphere, They would soon
dilute the luxury of Lillian’s home
with intervals In some simpler
place where Gibbs could lunch in
his old palnl.v jacket, if he liked,
and where Ellen could cook b little,
even If it were on a gns stove, and
garden a little, even If It were onlv
In a window garden. And he would
be painting all throng!) the happy
mornings, and she would go to mar
ket with Tommy beside her, and
hear him Ills reading lesson, and
make him spend half an hour on
exercises with his violin.
“What are you smiling about?”
Gibbs asked, as they went down
s tairs, wi t h ids arm abo ut Utt T
ATLaI^ l i ked
that foolish little dress, and the vio
lets pinned beside the prim white
collar.
“You!” She gave him the usual
answer, and ns usual, he tipped her
bright face up for a kiss.
A moment luter her father-in-law
called her from the entrance hall
downstairs. Ellen ran down to join
him, and to walk about the bare
garden with him, respectfuilly ask
ing him questions about the lawn
and the roses.
Glbbs went on to the long draw
ing room, where Lillian was stand
ing, dressed In some Oriental shape
less garment that gleamed with
ricli embroidery. She was
down at the fire, her beautiful dark
head bent; she did not seem to
hear him come in.
When his shadow fell across her
vision stie looked lip, lior eyes
grave.. Then she smiled, and mere
ly shaped the word “Gibbs” with
her lips before dropping her
again.
“Ellen Is out in the garden with
dad," Gibbs volunteered,
his hands before the blaze. Lillian
gave him an absent look, and
to licked breaming again. Little
In noisily about the
the silence.
After a few minutes Gibbs
big stepmother a quick look; It
(To Be Continued.)
Runaway Horses Kill Woodsmen
Whose Pets Were Rattlesnakes
New York, Dec. 1.—Isaac
Whitbeck, known as Rattlesnake
Ike, was instantly killed when
his horses ran away near Copake
Falis station.
For years he was a collector of
rattlesnakes on Mount Washington
in the Berkshires. Copake is in
Columbia county, N. Y., on the
border of Massachusetts, at the
base of the Berkshires.
Remarkable Man.
“Isaac Whitbeck lived on Mount
Washington,” said Raymond L.
Ditmars, curator of reptiles at the
Bronx Zoological Garden, H He
was a very remarkable man.
His favorite pastime was to go
up on the mountains neighboring
Mount Washington and search for
rattlesnake dens.
.... He Would study the surround
ing hills from the valleys, and
where he saw ledges and rock ex
posures on the hillsides he would
EAST GRIFFIN
MISS ESTELLE GRUBBS
Correspondent
Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Johnson,
of East Griffin, have gone to
Monroe, where they will make
their home.
Miss Opal Norton and Miss Net
tie Lifsey, of West Griffin, spent
Sunday with Myrtle and Annie
Kate Wiles.
Hurdle Pierce, of Barnesville,
spent Sunday in East Griffin with
friends.
Miss Myrtice Wiles spent Fri
day with Miss Opal Norton, of
West Griffin.
Mrs. Joe Carter and little son,
Robert, spent Sunday with her
sister, Mrs. Childs, of West Grif
fin.
The many Yriends of the Rev.
W. R. Williams, pastor of Kincaid
Memorial and Third Methodist
churches, are delighted to know
that he has been returned for an
other year.
Little Frances Grubbs is ill with
the mumps.
R. S. Grubbs spent Thanksgiv
ing day with his parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Clifford Grubbs.
The Rev. and Mrs. W. R. Wil
liams received a genuine pound
ing last night when a party of
members of the Third Methodist
church unexpectedly called at the
parsonage carrying many good
things that go to fill a well ar
ranged pantry.
Mr. and Mrs. Joe Carter and
little son, Robert, visited at Ex
periment Thursday.
John Center Campbell was call
ed to Atlanta Wednesday to go in
government training.
Mr. and Mrs. J. B. Poteet enter
tained with a beautiful Thanks
giving dinner Thursday in honor
of their guests, Miss Nora Smith,
of Locust Grove, Mr. and Mrs.
S. P. Ellis, of Thomaston; Mr.
and Mrs. O. L. Ellis, of Macon;
II. S. Butler and daughter, Ley
mon, of Barnesville; Mr. and Mrs.
W. L. Poteet, Miss Kate Ellis,
and Mr. and Mrs. H. C. Brown,
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Hollings
worth. The house was prettily
decorated with roses and potted
plants.
LONDON GIRLS HAVE
FRECKLES PAINTED ON
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is the craze for freckles
young women of London
many of them are painting them
on their faces, necks and arms.
Others go to beauty shops to ac
quire “sun kisses,” as they
called.
One beauty specialist is
overtime placing artificial
on girls. The colors range from
tobacco to brown senna.
PARSON WHO ELOPED
WITH GIRL IN CHOIR
IS GIVEN FIVE
Nowata, Okla., Dec. 1.—Joseph
E. Yeats, former Alluwee, Okla.,
minister, was sentenced to five
years in prison Saturday when
was found guilty of abduction, in
connection with his elopement
a 15 year old girl member of
church choir, the jury
15 minutes.
go up and prospect for snakes.
He was fond of hiking through
the Berkshires in all directions,
always on the lookout for homes
of reptiles. I think he located
all the dens inhabited by rattlers
for 20 miles around Mount Wash
ington.
Study Ways.
u He was not a pronounced rat
tlesnake killer but hunted them
for the pleasure of studying their
ways. He liked to .look at them
in their haunts. When there was
to be a country fair he would
pick out a few star specimens
from his best dens he knew and
exhibit them to the country peo
ple at the cattle shows. I think
that he knew as much about rat
tlesnakes and their habits as any
one in the eastern states.
"When we needed any snakes
for the extraction of their poi
son we would send him word and
he would send them down, fresh
from the rock dens that only he
knew about.
Charming Companion.
He was a eharming woods-com
panion and I have taken some
delightful tramps through the wil
derness with him.
Not only did he know snakes,
but he knew all the / deer trails,
the wild creatures of the under
brush, and could talk most in
terestingly of them. On my hikes
with him we located several im
portant new dens of rattlers.
He was a fine character, near
ly 60 years old, tall, well spoken,
with an eye for the beauty in
landscape and wild flowers. He
was highly respected by his
friends. I am sorry to hear of
his death.
West Butts News |
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The farmers are taking advan
tage of the beautiful weather.
Tractors dan be heard in every di
rection.
The friends of W. T. Kinard
were sorry to hear of his recent
injuries in an accident at the
mill.
Mr. and Mrs. G. C. Bell an
nounce the birth of a baby girl.
Frank Stanley, Mary Harness,
Eugenia Barrow and Mrs. Annie
Lindsey, of Griffin, spent Thurs
day with Mrs. Barney Walker.
Mrs. G. W. Rray, of Phillipi,
visited Mrs. A. K. Kimball
Thanksgiving day.
Mrs. Irma Byars, of Barnesville,
is spending some time with Mr.
and Mrs. .Irving Thornton.
Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Stallworth,
of Atlanta, were called here to
see her father, who was seriously
hurt.
Mrs. S. C. Mitchell, of Griffin,
is at the bedside of her father, W.
T. Kinard.
The box sppper at Central high
school Friday night was a suc
cess in every way.
f | ---:-*--- Hollonvilie
News |
Mrs. Maude Scott and family
spent Sunday with her sister, Mrs.
Paul Evans, near Jackson.
Mrs. E. B. Connell and Miss
Owen Connell were visitors in
■ Griffin Friday; —..............
Mr and Mm. -Mi ft
and two little sons arrived Sun
day from South Bend, Ind., where
hey h^ve been for several months.
They will make their home near
WjllitAnson.
Mrs. J. E. Milner and children
spent Friday with Mrs. W. J. Cog
gin.
Mr. and Mrs. D. A. Yarbrough
and family, Mr. and Mrs. C, P.
Scott and family, Mr. and Mrs.
W. F. Johnson and family attend
ed a Thanksgiving dinner given
by their parents, Mr. and Mrs. P.
A. Johnson.
Mr., and Mrs. T. B. Patton spent
Friday with Mr. and Mrs. Allen
Patton.
Mrs. Mary Harrison had as her
guests on Thanksgiving day Mr.
and Mrs. W. J. Coggin and fam
ily, Mrs. T. A. Scott, Misses Nell
and Grace Banks, of Zebulon.
Mr. and Mrs. E. B. Connell and
children visited the latter’s
ents, Mr. and Mrs. Judge Putman,
Thanksgiving day.
Miss Elizabeth Yarbrough at
tended the possum hunt given by
the Misses Hardy near Brooks
Thursday night.
Misses Nell and Grace Banks, of
Zebulon, spent the week-end with
their grand mother, Mrs. Mary
Harrison, and aunt, Mrs. W. J.
Coggin.
The many friends of Howard
Connell will be glad to know that
he is able to be out again after
a recent operation.
Mr. and Mrs. J. M. Connell and
Miss Mattie Sue Walker spent
Saturday in Griffin.
Mr. and Mrs. D. A. Yarbrough
and Mr. and Mrs. C. P. Scott
spent Friday in Griffin.
Williamson News
Miss Lucile Eppenger spent the
Thanksgiving holidays at her
home in Concord.
Charles Farrar left Wednesday
night to visit Toss Pond, in Char
lotte, N. C.
Mrs. J. B. McClurd and children
have returned home from Dal
ton where they visited relatives.
Mrs. B. A. Ridley and Edward
Ridley spent Thursday with Mrs.
W. P. Ridley.
Mrs. John D. Yarbrough, Mrs. S.
P. Hutchison and Mrs. W. W.
Shannon were shopping in Griffin
Wednesday.
Misses Evelyn and Susie Blan
ton and Horace Pitts spent the
Thanksgiving holidays at home.
Roy Hutchison and several of
his friends came down from At
lanta Thursday to go hunting and
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were the quests of Mrs.
Hutchison for dinner.
Jack, Waiter Lewis and Laniet
Yarbrough, of Atlanta, spent tb*
holidays with relative* here. |
Mrs. Annie Roth Terrell wan
shopping in Griffin Wednesday af~
ternoon.
HOW IT HAPPENED. >
I placed myself in the hands
of my friends,” sighed the candi
date, “and yet I was defeated. I
wonder how it happened.
U You forgot to place your pock
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happened," replied the politician.
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