About Americus times-recorder. (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current | View Entire Issue (Oct. 21, 1925)
I WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON, OCTOBER 21, 1925 1 O,ic who ibrg ot • r<UBY n AYREo V H Nan answered mechanically: i “Mr. Sefton tried to thrash | Claudie and I hit him.’’ She laughed mirthlessly; then ad ded, with sudden passion: “I wish I had killed him. Ishould like to have killed him.” “And Mr. Lyster came,” Claudie piped in, “and he fought him, and, oh—it was lovely!” .he added with enthusiam, Joan looked at Nan guiltily. She was longing to know what had be come of her note, but she was afraid to ask. Nan went on into the house, and Joan grabbed Claudie. “My note —did he have it? The note I gav e you.” She was in despair when she heard that Sefton had got it. She rushed after Nan into the (houie. “I wish you would tell me what it’s all about,” she said urgently. “1 can’t make head or tail of it all. Why did Mr. Sefton hit Claudie? 1 thought you were engaged to him.” “So I was I must have been mad. I never want to see him again.” “And—and Peter Lyster?” Joan asked hesitatingly. Nan did not answer. That night, when th e boys were safely in bed, and Joan was in her own room writing her daily letter to the adored Tim, Nan sat down and looked the future squarely in the face. “Play-actor. The man who forgot —conveniently forgot!” What a bit ter sneer there had been in the worlds. Supposing it were true! She sat there with her elbows on the table, staring into the darkness ALL RUN DOWN, NOW HEALTHY Honestly, in all my 15 years of experience as a nurse I have never known of a medicine that compares with Tanlac,” is the glowing tribute ! of Nurse M. E. Chappelle. “Time and again I have recom mended Tanlac and always with surprising results. Some time ago my mother complained of being generally run down and on the verge of a nervous breakdown. 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Maim °f Vmu | Fine Mules I I 1 We received today two car loads Kentucky 1 * '* 1 tnd Tennessee Mules—all mare mules. | Tiese mules were bought right and will be | « I | sold right. You will always find a large lot | |j i r dF mules in our stable to select from. g H J CASH OR CREDIT j I I G. A. &W. G. Turpin j I 1 i Uh. “Who is it? Who is there? i behind the yellow lamplight, fear in i her eyes. She had not drawn the blinds in e the schoolroom. It was not quite r dark outside, and she had Idft one o of the windows open to let in the 1 cool night air, e The consciousness came to her suddenly that someone was out there t in the garden, watching her, that - she was not alone. ; Panic seized her—supposing it were Sefton. She started to her feet and went over to th e window. i She flung it back to its farthest extent and leaned out into the sleep j ing garden. “Who is it? Who is there?” she asked, urgently. And the answer came back in Peter Lyster’s voice: “It is I, Nan—Peter —let me come in. . . .” For some moments she could not find voice with which to answer him; ]the blood was hammering in her temples; a throbbing pulse seemed to be choking her. Peter came closer to the window; she could hear his quick breathing, and suddenly he put up his hand and caught her’s in a hard grip. “Let me come in,” he said again, and there was a sort of anguish in his voice. “Oh, for God’s sake, Nan. . . .” He bent his head and kissed her hand before she could stop him; she could feel how hot his lips were; it was as if some magic wand had waved them both back—he and she —to the days which she thought had gone for ever. The room seemed close and suffo cating, she longed to get out of it into the night air where she could breathe; she answered him in an agi tated whisper. . . . I’ll come out . . . wait a moment, I’ll come out. . . .” But he did not release her hand. “ou promise?” he asked, and then again: You promise me that you will?” “Yes, yes.” She hardly knew what she was saying. She stood for a moment in the hall listening. There was no sound from upstairs, but from the kitchen Mary was dron ing the chorus of a popular song to i herself as she banged away on the , wooden table ironing her iprons. Nan found bjtrself listening uncon- • sciously to the sentimertal words: “There’s a long, long night of wait ing—till my dreams all come true— Till the day when I’ll be going down the long, lo»g trail to you.” Mary’s voice was shrill and un lovely and she sang in too high a key. but there was a sort of pathos in the sound, as if in some corner of the little maid's heart there lurk ed romance with a capital letter. , Nan gave half-laugh that seemed to break and die in her throat. She was so nervous she hardly knew i what she was doing, but the little bit about the dreams all coming true seemed to strike home to her. I “This is a dream,” she thought as she crossed the hall and opened the front door. “This is a dream, but one which will never come true.” And she went out and down the dark pathway to meet Peter. “Nan. . . .” She felt rather than saw that his arms went out to her, and she shiv- j ered away with a little movement of fear— “Oh, no . . . no,” she said in a whisper. She turned away from him to wards the gate. “Let us go out—l can't breathe,” she said with a sort of wildness. He walked beside her silently till they | were out in the road. Everything was very still here— there was a faintly iridescent light i as if somewhere behind the clouds a moon was shining, and when Nanj looked at him Peter’s face looked I gray in the eerie light of it. “I’ve so much to say to you,” he I began incoherently. “I don’t know j where to begin ... 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All of the new season’s smarte- have ...... a mals. shapes and finishes are represented in this important evys. g 0 At this price every woman can afford to carry; an j newest style. Choose early. , . . . jagui .ninking just of Amei H. S. WALKF^ lish this speed glutton entei is giving us the laugh. h e et The S '■ Que’ ter i .t us put these birds in cages assis i i Os our jails, give them a taste ting ,o I So that on the future's pages ful t | Our redemption may be traced. bean / s AMERICUS TIMES-RECORDER i “It was not play-aching, Nan,” he j said hoarsely. “I swear if I never speak again that it was not.” He was shaking all over; his voice was wrung with agitation. Nan could not speak—uncon sciously she put out her hand and caught, at Peter to steady herself, and the next moment she was in his arms. He held her to his heart as if he could never let her go. He spoke foolish, incoherent words of love, to which she listened like one in a dream. And all the time she kept telling herself that that was all it was—a dream—a dream; that she must keep her head, or she would die when the bitter awakening came. Presently, with an effort. she i wrenched herself free. “Oh, don’t, please-—please.” They were close to the stile that led into the wood now. Nan leaned her arms on the top bar and laid her head down on them with a dread ful feeling of faintness, and for a long moment, neither of them spoke. “If I raise my head or look up, 1 i shall find that he isn’t there at all,” she was telling herself despairingly. “I know that it’s only what I’ve been imagining. Oh, how shall I bear it!” And then she felt his hand on hers —felt the close pressure of his fin gers and heard him speaking to her. “You don’t -believe me, Nan, I know—and you’ve got to! I’ve got to | make you. I don’t know how to be- . i gin—I don't know what to say—its —its as if I’ve been through a long ; illness. I’m ko ashamed, but hasn’t : been my fault. Oh, I beg of you to I believe me. “I know—l know.” She spoke I breathlessly. She hated that note of l pain in his voice, but but as yet she could do but little to help him. “It takes some forgetting.” she ■ said in a stifled voice. “I will try— oh, I will—but you don’t know how i hard it’s been. ... I thought I I should have died.” I “I could kill myself wwith shame, with remorse. Nan, you know how 1 love you . . . We were to have been married when I came home.” He let her hand go suddenly and forced her to turn to him. The pale moonlight shone full on her face with it tortur ed eyes, and a little stifled excalama- I tion he could not bear to see their pain. He remembered her as so brave and plucky—why even at the very last moment when they said goodby before he went to France she had smiled at him with her little crooked i smile though her eyes had been i drowned in tears. Then all at once the tears came to I Nan with overwhelming relief, wash ing the last trace of bitterness and hardness from her heart. Peter, kept his arms round her tightly; he did not speak, but from time to time he kissed her hair and j the little bit of face which was all ; he could see, and the slim trembling /hand that clutched the lapel of his coat as if even now she was afraid to let him go. He had never known Nan to break down like this before, and it cut him to the heart. She was always so l cheery and brave—it told him only too surely what she had suffered. (To Be Continued) When a man rests on his laurels it crushes them. " " m fl’lll— MWM—UllW 111 ii hi a R'rii' 'kyt7/ ’ ' ’"■ < i L BL.. Not Just Bread Indeed, no! Domestic Bread is a tempting complement to any meal—delicious in itself and lending zest to the rest of the menu. Your family will demand twice as much of our Bread as any other. 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A prominent Saville row tailor i last week had a client who chose a suit of clothes from a particular ! pattern. He was told there was just enough cloth to make his suit. “Is that all?’ askekd the customer, “Then I’m afraid it won’t do. My wife wants a coat and skirt off the same roll from which my suit comes.’ i•u 1 rJ ra fnl ra ra ra ra ra rsi rsi nnra ri izi rxi ra mmmm m r. NOTICE | I pay highest cash price for Iron and Steel Scrap, Junk Autos, Old Tires and Tubes, | | Metals and Rags. gi ti T. L. DURHAM E^iai@jajafaiEißJßi3iEiajßiafaia!aisfa®ji®!SfajH®®t.ic i PAGE SEVEN EXTREME HUNGER CAUSES MANY MENTAL CASES BELFAST, Oct. 20. “Hunger 1 has driven seventy per cent of the ! patients here,” declared County Councillor Keegan before the com mittee of Mullingar Westmeath men ! tai hospital. Another member de i dared that the poor in his district had to eat bread without buter, and that the food they were obliged to subsist upon was a disgrace to civil ization. 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