About Americus times-recorder. (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current | View Entire Issue (Aug. 5, 1925)
PAGE SIX r ■ NAY SEYMOUR .KI foot i nmp P |1 VV 1 Jb)<'E>EATI2IC&PUDTON r . ; f y SEQUEL TO’ FIAPPF-ft WE" OEA In Ms time Ulysses X. Forgan, like many another man, had seen many a woman cry. And the sight of teals had come to have no more effect upon him than the sound of laughter. The pass ing years had made him hard—hard, and cold as Bessemer steel. His dead wife, Sarah, had always cried when she wanted her own way. His only daughter, Sally, had always cried when she wanted her own way. Ulysses was used to tears. For thirty years his life had been dampened by them. But the weeping of the slim Wo man who sat beside his desk at this moment, was not like any other weeping that Ulysses had ever wit nessed. For one thing, Majl made no noise when she cried. She did not, as Ulysses put it to himself, “blubber.’’ Her nose did not swell. Her eyes did not redden. The tears simply rolled from them down upon her ivory cheeks, and her scarlet mouth trembled. She cried beautifully, dabbing her eyes with a small handkerchief. “There, there!” Ulysses found him self saying in the soothing tone a father might have used to calm his crying baby. “Don’t cry. Don’t cry.” May drew a long sobbing breath. “All right,” she faltered, “I won’t She raised her eyes to Ulysses in an April smile. Then the smile fad ed from her face, leaving it very grave. “You, Mr. Forgan,” she said, as if a sudden, arresting thought had I saw that the minute I laid eyes on you. ‘There,’ I said to myself, ‘is a man of iron.’ ” Ulysses moved uncomfortably in his swivel chair. It was years since a woman had taken the trouble to talk to him about himself to flatter him. “It’s true,” he answered stiffly, “that life has made me more or less stony, perhaps, Mrs. Seymour.” “No, no,” May shook her head, “Stones crumbles, sometimes. Iron doesn't! You’re iron! You wouldn’t care if people said cruel, scandalous things about you. Youl wouldn’t feel it, would you? . . . And cer tainly you wouldn’t be cowardly enough to run away!” Ulysses took off his horn-rimmed glasses, and looked sharply at May. “Is that what you’re doing? Run ning away?” he asked, “Is that why you want to sell your house? So you need never set foot in Ameri cus again?” May nodded. She pressed her handkerchief to her eyes, once more. “I can’t face them . . . the people in this town,” she sobbed. “You probably know what they said when my husband shot himself—that it was because I was in love with Jim my Carewe. Tears choked her voice. Ulysses leaned back in his chair, frowning. Somehow or other, the thought of this Mrs. Seymour hav ing an affair with Jim Carewe or any other man was most disquieting to him. “No fool like an old fool!” he re minded himself scornfully. But was fifty so very old? Rather the peak of life, wasn’t it? He looked down at his hands. Hard, strong, calloused ones they were .tanned by many suns and winds. Not the hands of an old man, surely! He pressed them with a quick, downward movement on May’s shoulders, for just an instant. He heard the little gasp of surprise she • gave. But she said nothing. There was a long silence in the office, broken only by the sunny, buzzing sound of a blue-bottle fly. Ulysses got up, presently, and walked over to the window. He stood with his hands in his pockets, looking down into the noonday bus tle of. Lamar street. “Now, about your house, Mrs. Seymour,” he said in an ordinary tone, pulling himself together. “Os course, I can sell it, if you’ve really made up your mind to get rid of it. Although I think you’re foolish not to hang on to it, for a while . . .” He stopped abruptly, wheeled, and sat down at his desk again. “Look here,” he went on, “why do you run away like this? Why don t you stay right here in your own town, and face all tfae talk and scan dal? . . . You’ve been away for a year. Have you been happy all of that time?” “Oh, no!” May gave a tiny Renew Your Health By Purification Any physician will tell you that “Perfect Purification of the System is Nature’s foundation of Perfect Health.” Why not rid yourself of chronic ailments that are undermin ing your vitality? Purify your en tire system by taking a thorough course of Calotabs, once or twice a week for several weeks— and see how Nature rewards you with health. Calotabs are the greatest of all system purifiers. Get a family package, containing full directions, price 35cts,; trial package; J Oct .-, any drug store.—,(adv.) ' ri > * tgl i ’ y JR 1 w MR;-.li iiR II I j , 'I ' u n < -11 i\ Ulysses got up and walked over to the window. shudder. “To tell the truth, I’ve. been very unhappy and very lonely. But anything—anything—is better than staying here, where people I know me—” “How do you know, when you haven’t been here for a year?” Ulysses interrupted. He drew a large, old-fashion gold watch from his pocket and looked at it. “You haven’t tried to face things.” “It is now exactly one o,clock,” he went on slowly “You are going to Lathe your eyes, or powder your nose, or whatever it is women do to themselves when they’ve been cry ing—and then, you’re going out to 1 B M 1 1,1 Jbr Economical 'Transportation ~y;- if V 'v ‘ss’’ ® The Chevrolet Motor ('ompany announces the following reductions in the prices of Chevrolet closed models: The Coupe - $ 675 former price $715 ' The Coach -*695 former price $735 The Sedan - - $ 775 former price $825 ALL PRICES F. 0.8. FLINT, MICHIGAN MARSHALL AUTO SALES COMPANY Hudson’s Garage- 323 W. Lamar St. Americus, Ga. Phone 436 QUALITY 7 AT LOW COST '■ —— - - 1 \•"-lAHar’ALBLt . lunch with me in the biggest res taurant in town. You are going to face your problem . . . that’s the only thing for you to do. And I’m going to make you do it!” May drew in her breath with a hissing sound. “Indeed I’m not going to do any such thing!” she said. “Not on your daily dozen! I’ve been going around this town veiled ever since 1 got here, so nobody would recognize me! ... I never would have come here except to see you and Dick Gre gory on business. And I’m going to get away just as soon as I can . . . tomorrow perhaps. ’ THE AMERICUS TIMES-RECOPDER She picked up her gloves, tucked her little, damp handkerchief into her handbag, and rose. She had a feeling that if sue stayed a moment longer, she would obey this forceful, middle-aged man who talked to her as of she were a small, naughty child. After she had gone, I lysses X. Forgan sat a long time at his desk, staring at the chair where she had sat. It seemed still to hold the fig ure of a pale, slender woman with a lovely face that was all the lovelier for its pallor and the look of weari ness in the blue-gray eyes. Ulysses was not a profane man, but presently he swore. “Well, dammit!” he said. “A bean tiful, sweet woman like that gettin’ herself talked about the way she has! Upon my word, I don’t believe she ever did a wrong thing in her life, either! There must be some mistake, somewhere!” He shook his leonine head. And then he began to wonder whether he had told May “hang on to” her house because it was good business to keep it, or because he wanted her to go back and live in it . , .here in the town where he knew he would live so long as he lived. “Sure, I’d like to see her every now and then!” he said defiantly to himself. “I don’t know when I’ve taken to a woman like I did to her right off the reel, too,” The cold thruth was that in all his matter-of-fact life, Ulysses never had “taken to” a woman as he had to May Seymour. He was complete ly howled over by her, but he didn’t know it—yet! He settled down to his interrupt ed work, forgetting that he had not had his lunch. “May,” Dick Gregory began that night at dinner, “I’m afraid that if I sell those railroad bonds now, I won’t get much for them. The mar ket’s sagging.” “Well, sell something else then. I’ve just got to have some readv money,” May answered airily. S’he leaned forward, crossed her arms on the table, and half closed her eyes. “All I want is enough money to buy me a room at a good hotel and plenty of pretty clothes for the next year, Dick,” she said frankly. Then she turned to Gloria with a crooked little smile on her red lips. “Glory will understand what I’m going to say to you, Dick,” she said. “It may sound brutal to a man, but . . . I’ve made up my mind, whether my hook or by crook, to get a hus band. There arc thousands of women in the work! in exactly my state of mind . . . but they won’t ad mit it. They’ll say thev’re lonely and let it go at that. What they want is a man of their own . . . they want marriage.” She looked at him with impudent defiance. “Well?” Dick asked, “And then what?” “And then," May finished, "I ■ want bait to catch a man with mon- | < ey. I want the clothes to make me i look beautiful, and the jewels to make me look as if I were a very j ■ rich widow in lead of a poor one. : Men have never been fair and | square wilh mt. Why should I be I fair and square with men? I a; k I V ou!” (To Be Continued) A s A MOTION PICTURE WITH FOUR ViLLIANS This unusual stat'.' of affairs ex- I ists in Alan Crosland’s newest pro- I duct ion for Paramount. “Contra- ' band,” which opens at Dudley’s to day and Thursday. i Two of the villians are. Noah j Beery and Edwards Davis who , have long made a profitable busi- * ness of impersonating scoundrels on i the screen. 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