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A BIBLE THOUGHT FOR TODAY
Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it;
Thou greatly enrichest it with the river
of God, which is full of water; Thou pre
parest them corn when Thou hast so pro
vided for it. Thou waterest the ridges
thereof abundantly; Thou settlest the fur
rows theoerf; Thou makest it soft with
showers; Thou blessest the springing
thereof. —Psalms 65:9, 10.
The Cotton ' Co-operatives' and
Their Service to Georgia
THOSE who have followed with sympa
thetic interest and approval the career
of the Georgia Cotton Growers’ Co
operative Association, as has The Journal
since the pre-organization campaign days,
will find in the annual report of that body
facts which warrant congratulations from
the people of Georgia.
Bewteen the lines of the report they will
find connotation of sound management and
fidelity to fundamental principle, which Is
even more encouraging than the facts pre
sented.
The association obtained for its members
a mathematical average price of 30.5 cents
a pound for some 70,000 bales of cotton
handled for members. Total expense of
doing business was 1.55 cents a pound,
this figure including insurance, warehous
ing, interest and all costs of organiza
tion and management. This left a mathe
matical net average of 28,5 cents a pound
for members. The amount actually paid
varied, being larger or smaller than the
mathematical average in accordance with
the grade and staple of the cotton turned
in by members.
In the light of the unusual and peculiar
course of the cotton market last season, the
average price of 30.5 cents obtained by the
association should prove highly satisfactory
to the members. True, there are non-mem
ber farmers In Georgia who obtained a
higher price. They were lucky in selling.
Also there are many non-member farmers
who sold for considerably less than the
average netted for association members.
Thqy sold at the wrong time.
But thus it will always be, under exist
ing conditions. Those producers who “gam
ble” as to the course of the market, and
are lucky, may obtain a price better than
the average for the season; those who are
unfortunate will obtain a price lower than
the average. And association members will
net an average price, for it is the funda
mental principle of the co-operative associa
tion, formed under the Sapiro plan, that
the product shall be sold gradually over
the crop year, thus obtaining a price which
will truly represent the reaction of demand
on supply.
It should bp a matter of congratulation
to the members of the Georgia association
and of the public generally that between
the lines of the annual report there appears
proof that the management has clung with
fidelity to this fundamental principle. The
prices obtained show that the cotton was
sold gradually, and. therefore, that the man
agement did not speculate on the course of
the market.
Ths temptation undoubtedly is great to
depart from the Sapiro principle and to
follow individual judgment In selling cot
ton. It is natural that the management
should d-<tre to make a fine showing and
get a high price for the cotton it handles.
But to depart from the fundamental
principle of gradual and orderly selling will
inevitably prove ruinous. Such departure
would mean a return to the system of sell
ing by individual judgment, which, in the
case of cotton, means speculation as to the
course of prices.
The Georgia management d'd not deviate
i’in: ATf.Ax i A I i- i:l i v 4m i:\Ab
from its fixed principle last year. Had it
done so it might have got a better return
for its members. Or it might not have
got so good a. return. One year it might
be lucky in speculation, but sooner or later
it would guess wrong and then w’ould come
disaster. The success of the Georgia asso
ciation and the associations in other cotton
states is assured so long as the manage
ment of each is efficient and is steadfast in
selling gradually.
The associated state co-operative associa
tions handled last year only one-tenth of
the American crop. Yet In spite of the
small proportion so marketed, they exer
cised a strong and steady influence in sta
bilizing the price. In fact, it is likely that
but for the co-operatives and their seques
tration of about one million bales for
gradual selling, there would have been dis
aster in the market after the first of Janu
ary when the demand for cotton goods
dropped acutely and mills throughout the
world curtailed their output and their de
mand for staple.
Had these million bales also pressed for
sale on a market so weakened by general
and unpreventable trade conditions, instead
of a dull price course hanging around 27
and 28 cents for months, there probably
would have been a sharp and serious de
cline which would have spelled severe loss
or ruin for hundreds of thousands of inde
pendent producers.
So far as selling price Is concerned, it is
a somewhat unequitable fact that the co
operative benefits the non-member farmer
almost as much as it does the member.
Whatever influence the co-operatives have
in raising the price and steadying the mar
ket by their policy of gradual selling is a
direct and undeniable benefit even to the
farmer who refuses to join.
But as non-member farmers are under
standing the principles and workings of the
co-operatives better, they are seeing that
while they now are benefiting to a con
siderable extent they will benefit even more
as members, because as the co-operatives in
crease the proportion of the crop they han
dle, their influence on the market will be
come greater.
It is mainly in the matter of grading and
economical handling of his cotton, with low
warehousing, Interest and insurance rates,
that the members of the co-operatives now
have the great advantage. And these items
easily run into a gain of several dollars a
bale.
The local association has on file many
cases, reported by members, of their gains
in the matter of grading—gains that reach
as high as ten dollars a bale. This differ
ence comes about naturally when it is un
derstood that association cotton is graded
by its own agents in the interest of the
producer, while most non-members have
their cotton graded by agents of the pur
chaser.
In expense of dbing business, the Geor
gia association made a creditable showing
when all the factors are taken into con
sideration. Its overhead or management
expense was divided by only 70,000 bales.
The same irreducible expense would have
handled twice as much cotton. Main items
in the expense account, however, are ware
housing, insurance and interest.
The association effected a warehouse sav
ing of 89 cents a bale over the previous
year by concentrating its cotton at strategic
points.
Interest charges were heavier than in the
previous year. Th’is was due to the happy
fact that the association advanced $75 to
SIOO a bale to members on delivery of their
cotton instead of S6O the previous year.
And although a lower insurance rate was
obtained, this expense was somewhat larger
than in the previous year, because the value
of the cotton averaged some 5 cents a pound
or $25 a bale more, and insurance rates
are based, of course, on value rather than
quantity.
When it is considered that interest and
insurance charges were higher, the fact that
the association was able to reduce its total
expense charge to 1.55 cents a pound takes
on the aspect of a genuine achievement.
Analysis of the report will show that it
reflects great credit on President J. E. Con
well and his associates. The Journal be
lieves they are entitled to the thanks not
only of the members of the’ Georgia Cotton
Growers' Co-operative Association, but of
the people of Georgia.
What helps the farmer helps all, and
the association is helping the farmer.
POINTED PARAGRAPHS
Some people seem to think they ought to
apologize when you do them an injury.
Did you ever notice that the almighty dol
lar is the slave of a few and the master of
many ?
It's certainly queer how women differ in
regard to the k'ind of men they want to
marry and the kind they do marry.
If a man would put only his own property
in his wife’s name it wouldn’t be so bad;
but as a rule the most of it belongs to other
i people.
Ours is a truly great and glorious coun
'try; it produces spring chickens all the year
' around.
Under some conditions a man ran make
more noise in the world by keeping his
mouth shut than in any other wav.
MOVIE MAD
BY HAZEL DEYO BACHELOR
What has gone before —Gloria King
comes to Hollywood with the idea of mak
ing good in the movies, but becomes hard
ened by the life and is foolish enough to
marry Rolf Templeton, the great screen
star, whom she despises. He makes her his
leading woman, and when the picture,
“Strangre Souls,” is released, Gloria is a
hit. in fact, she has stolen the picture
away from the star. Gloria has been miser
able with Templeton and resolves to leave
him. He tells her he loves her, but she
doesn’t believe it because of his treatment
of her.—Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER XXIII
A Gift
rplIK next day Gloria departed from
| Templeton’s white stucco palace,
taking with her only the clothes that
she had bought with her own money. By
night it was all over the colony that the
Templetons had separated, but Gloria, al
most delirious with her new freedom, cared
nothing for the storm of gossip. Luckily
her bungalow on the edge of the town hap
pened to be empty. It was not easy to
find a tennant for it because people com
plained of its being too far out. She was
glad to settle down there, and looking
around the living room that same evening,
she tried to imagine that she had never left
its email coziness. She tried to think of
her marriage and Rolf Templeton as but
a dream, but it wasn’t easy to do this. Too
much had happened. She could not forget.
Was it because she had changed? Wa.s it
because he had left his mark upon her
life?
One morning early when she was just
finishing breakfast a mysterious gift ar
rived by messenger, it was a huge hamper,
and when ohe opened it a black Persian
cat leaped out. Gloria loved cats, but not
a soul knew of this fact. She had made
no close friends and at the thought of
Templeton, her lips curled into a bitter
smile. He would never choose such a gift.
He would be more likely to select a dia
mond bracelet, something ornate and
showy, just ae his taste in flowers ran to
orchids because they were expensive rather
than to violets or roses because they wsre
fragrant.
Gloria named the cat Ginger, and in a
day or so when he had grown to know her,
he would run to meet her when she re
turned home each evening. When she
threw herself into a chair he would leap up
into her lap waving his long plumy tail
proudly, and when she caught him in her
arms, he would bump his velvet head
against, her chin and purr ecstatically,
snuggling against her and stretching him
self out in that divinely superior way cats
have.
One day on her way to the studio, she
passed a shop where dog and cat accessories
were on display. There were all kinds of
fascinating collars, harnesses and braided
leashes, and as Gloria stopped she saw that
cats and dogs were for sale inside. Enter
ing the shop on impulse, she examined a
tray of imported suede collars and selected
a blight scarlet one for Ginger. As she
gave the purchase to the salesman to be
wrapped, he smiled as though he knew her.
Von are Miss King, aren’t you?”
Gloria nodded.
“Did you like the cat Mr. Templeton
bought for you? I helped him select it.
place 1 ” the f ' nest cat we ’ ve ever had in the
Gloria experienced a sense of shock She
nhn r- tbe nian and mad « some remark
about Ginger, although she couldn’t re
member afterward what she had said Her
Hm e«t OUg^ t "FS Rolf had sent h er
‘ft fjL J . nwitt,n « l y had accepted a
n 1.1 I’ tJat 6he could "ot. give
ip because she had grown to love Ginger
oo much to part with him. It made her
!he°pa S st WaS ’ ike a link bindin - her to
ni “ht when Ginger leaped lightly into
>ei lai.-, she pushed him away . He sat at
eves but h° Ring 1 UP at her With gl ’eat topaz
~ ’ ,J ° made no attempt to come to her
a « ain - Gloria stood it as long as she could.
a " d then w.th a little sob, she stooped and
gathered tlm soft furry body into her arms.
Holding him, she wondered if Rolf had done
this thing deliberately, if it had been his idea
o send her a gift that she would not be able
to return once she discovered the sender This
thought made her wonder if Rolf really did
care for her, but she shook her head at the
idea.
“He’s too self-centered to care for anything
but himself,” ran her thoughts. “He’s in
capable of feeling unselfish affection for anv
one.”
CHAPTER XXIV
Fame
IN the meantime, Gloria’s fame was grow
ing. The new picture was almost com
pleted, and Manning was planning to star
her in a picture called “Woman Eternal.” as
soon as Templeton's vehicle, “Children of the
Desert” was finished.
The Templeton company was spending two
weeks on location in the New Mexico desert,
and with Rolf out of town, Gloria felt freer.
\ era Vamp had been secured for the part of
Arabia, the slave girl, and rumors reached
Hollywood that Templeton was doing the best
work of bis career. And then just as Gloria
felt that she was beginning to put the past
behind her, Templeton returned and she raced
the possibility of meeting him at any moment.
The first time she glimpsed his green racer
speeding through the town she was struck
with the feeling of being bound irrevocably
to the past. She realized then that she could
never go back to the old days before he had
entered her life. She became restless and ill
at ease, she did not sleep well, and always
through her dreams there stalked Templeton’s
figure. Relegated to her subconscious mind
through the day, he appeared when she was
asleep and she could not banish him, and the
strange part of it was .that in her dreams
she never saw the side of him she hated, the
swaggering, conceited Rolf Templeton, who,
from the first, had roused her scorn. Instead,
she saw his hair ruffled up boyishly, she saw
his face white and strained, and his eyes
blazing into hers.
Vague rumors reached her of the gay do
ings at Templeton’s white stucco palace. Ap
parently he had plunged into an orgy of
pleasure, and Gloria resolved to take steps
toward regaining her freedom just as soon as
her picture was completed.
The release of the super-perfect production
established Gloria’s reputation as one of the
greatest emotional actresses on the screen.
“There is a fine simplicity about her work,”
wrote one of the critics, “a naturalness that
is absolute and perfect. It is not necessary
for her to act, for she feels the emotions she
portrays so keenly that it is an easy matter
for her to carry her audiences with her. Her
work symbolizes the great need of the screen
for more industry and fewer trivialities. Miss
King would establish a path to her door with
out the general trappings that go to make up
the average star.”
When Gloria read this she sat very still for
a long while. She had actually made good in
the movies, and not through pull or money,
nor by trading on the reputation of another
person, as she had planned tn do when she
iad married Rolf Templeton. How stupid and
blind she had been. How foolish tn allow
herself tn lose confidence. After all. the
movies wore no different from any ofhor pro-
s THE COUNTRY HOME
BY MRS. W. H. FELTON-
THE power of wealth and money is be
ing exemplified in a Chicago criminal
court, with a “friendly judge!” It is
too early to foretell the result, fob the
judge has not yet uttered the verdict, but it
is evident the criminals are being given
every possible chance to save themselves
from the electric chair. If these young
men can deliver themselves from the elec
tric chair by the power of money and a
“friendly judge.” Chicago will deserve what
will be said of the city in the years to come.
I was in Chicago a part of November,
1890, as a lady manager from Georgia of
the Chicago World’s Fair. The census of
1890 was eagerly awaited, and it devel
oped that Chicago had a million in popula
tion and only 250,000 were American born
and bred. The rest were of foreign descent.
When I bought a morning paper, on the
front of the Palmer House, where I had
lodgings, 1 saw this fact elaborated in the
headlines. I asked Hie newsboy where he
was born. He answered, “In Russia.” He
was the son of a Russian Jew, and he was
a good newsboy. That occurred thirty-four
years ago. If the increase has come from
the immense foreign born population in
Chicago during thirty-four years, we are
not surprised at the wealth of this popula
tion and the influence of their nationalities.
None of us could forget if we preferred to
forget the excitement of a Georgia popula
tion when Frank Dupree was not pardoned
or imprisoned for life after he killed one
man, on Peachtree street, and shot down
Hon. Graham West in a Kimball House en
trance, and what that did in a governor’s
election soon after.
I saw a brawler on election day denounc
ing Governor Hardwick, in the courthouse
in. Cartersville because he “did not give that
poor boy a chance.” That desperado was
surcharged with bloodthirst. He consorted
with vamps, and robbed a jewelry store of
a $2,500 diamond ring—besides the mur
der, and attempted murder. The Prison
Commission advised the Governor to allow
the law to take its course, and the trial
judge said the verdict was a righteous one,
because the desperado was ready for more
crimes of the same fort. Yet some preach
ers—and some hysterical women—backed
by ward heelers, were employed to
denounce the Governor on election day be
cause be took the advice of the commission
and because the Governor did not com
mute Dupree’s sentence, after lie had been
given every opportunity to appeal to the
courts for vindication or change in ver
dict.
There is just such another case, in Chi
cago. only more so, because these wealthy
young bucks were more like beasts on the
TO AVOID BOTULINUS
TIMELY indeed is the warning issued to
the housewives by the United States
Department of Agriculture to the im
portance of canning their summer surplus
of fruits and vegetables by the “hot pack”
rather than the “cold pack” method.
Experience has taught with increasing
frequency the past few years that in home
canned foodstuffs put up by the latter
method there may lurk the dire peril of
botulinus poisoning. This applies particu
larly to such foods as string beans, spinach
and other ordinary garden vegetables.
If the soil of the garden in which these
are grown is tainted with the botulinus
germ, the vegetables themselves are only
too likely to be infected with it. Then,
unless there is a pre-cooking for canning
purposes, the germs will develop in the
canned goods, to bring death to those who
eat them, perhaps to those who merely
taste them.
How potent the botulinus germ may be
as a destroyer of human life is evinced by
the long record of fatal poisonings now
known to be due to it. Whole families have
been blotted out by eating at a single meal
a comparatively small amount of botulinus
carrying food.
In one instance, occurring last spring at
Albany, Ore., twelve members of three fam
ilies ate a noon meal together. Among the
food served was a salad of home-canned
string beans.
To all appearances these had not spoiled
in the least. Odor and taste and color were
normal. At least three of the, persons at
the table took only a minute quantity of
the beans, and only seven ate them at all
freely. Yet of the twelve who sat down to
the meal, twelve died.
Later, examination of the soil of the gar-
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Q. How long does it take to transmit a
photograph by telephone? B. T. B.
A. The Telephone News says that in a re
cent demonstration a picture was taken in
Cleveland, developed, sent to New York, re
developed and was ready for reproduction
for newspaper purposes in thirty-three min
utes. The actual transmission of a 5x7-inch
photograph requires less than five minutes.
Q. What are considered the greatest en
gineering feats of modern times? F. H. W.
A. According to Ralph Modjeski, a civil
engineer, the six greatest are: Suez canal,
1 869; Firth of Forth Bridge, Scotland, 1889;
Assuan dam, Egypt, 1902; Panama canal,
1914; Roosevelt dam, Arizona, 1911, and
Quebec bridge, St. Lawrence river, 1917.
session. She would have made good anyway,
and now, and now —her thoughts broke off,
she refused to go over the same old ground.
She had made a terrific mistake and she de
served to suffer. In away she was as much
to blame as Templeton. Subconsciously Gloria
realized this, but she refused to admit the
thought into her conscious mind.
A rather amazing article about Templeton
appeared in the current issue of Screen Snaps.
It spoke of him as the husband of Gloria
King, and among other things, said that, al
though the King-Templeton marriage had
been a happy one, the young couple were sen
sible enough to maintain separate establish
ments.
“Miss King likes quiet, while Templeton is
never happy unless he is surrounded by a
crowd of his‘friends. For this reason Miss
King lives for the most p-art in her tiny bun
galow almost hidden by the surrounding
shrubbery, while Templeton resides in his
magnificent home on Mansion road.”
At the time of Gloria’s separation from Tem
pleton gossip had been rife in the colony.
Each day in scanning the papers Gloria had
expected to come upon some sly reference to
her trouble, but there never had been any
mention of it in the pre;?. Now came this
article offering a plausible reason for the
fact that she lived alone, a Mason that the
public would be willing to accept because of
the difference in her own and Rolf’s temper
aments. It was patently the work of Rolf’s
publicity agent.
Saturday—“A Dinner Party” and “Mad
Impulse.” Renew tour subscription now to
avoid missing a <’» . t r of this thrilling
story.
THI TSJI.H, Al (UST 7. 1921.
inside than human beings, and were not
obliged to steal diamond Lflgs l.ke Dupree
to satisfy a vamp affinity, and tney took
one of their own schoolmates, and a near
neighbor's son, 14 years old, to put the boy
■ to death, simply to watch his death agonies.
'They blackmailed Hie anguished Mr. Franks
(and expected to get SIO,OOO for a trip to
I Europe. They enjoyed their experience and
■ confessed it. It’ Hie judge’s verdict, when
lit is announced, saves, the lives of these
I youths who have confessed their guilt, the
Ku Klux Klan might do a needed service
by taking the judge to the nearest tele
graph pole and shooting the life out of him
—before another daylight.
But I guess there are cloakers who can
be hired, as they were hired in Georgia, to
hound doitfn a chief executive because he
did not “give the poor boy Dupree a
I chance” without any consideration for the
[children of the murdered man who was
I (here only to help to get maintenance,
I food and clothing until they were large
j enough to work it out in the cotton patch,
jor in the depths of an iron miue.
I THE GEORGIA LEGISLATURE APPAR
ENTLY AFRAID TO DO ANYTHING
TO HELP THE PEOPLE
It might be imagined that the General
I Assembly had been made sufficiently ac
[ quainted with the wishes of Georgia tax-
I payers to quit and go home if they do as
1 they are seen to be doing, with, only a few
days left of the present session—until the
limit of fifty days expires. Each of the
three sessions will entail an expense of
$125,000, when the gavel drops. That
means the taxes must be forthcoming to
pay them per diem and mileage for these
1 sessions of $375,000 for the years of 1923-
24.
This session has witnessed appropriations
of more than three millions, with less than
five hundred thousand dollars of revenue
in sight to meet the bill, which does not
include the aforesaid $375,000. One old
body is brave enough to say this Legislature
has been of little service to anybody but
their own estates, and they are simply
brazen in their defiance of the dierctions of
the voters in two general elections.
As General Toombs once denounced a
body: “They rise, like carrion—as they
rot.”
It is perfect folly to try to change the
current of thoughts. They are so afraid
i>f their political bosses they tremble lest
they may not be re-elected. I suppose their
! political bosses are now holding nightly ses
sions in the Capitol, to pick out the, fellows
I who obey orders and those who must be
1 weeded out because of their failure to obey.
( —By H. Addington Bruce
i den where the beans were grown, and of
some withered stalks and pods still in the
garden, left no doubt that botulism from
the canned beans was the cause of death.
Some authorities on botulinus poisoning,
in fact, insist that, whatever the method
of canning, there should always be a thor
ough reheating of canned vegetables just
I before they are served. Others believe that
the danger of poisoning will be sufficiently
minimized if the goods canned are subjected
to a strong heat at the time of the canning.
The specific recommendation of the De
partment of Agriculture is that all canned
material be given a pre-cooking and then
placed in the cans or jars while it still is
i very hot. The pre-cooking will cause some
shrinkage, but by including in the canning
; the hot liquid that has been cooked, there
| will be no loss in food value.
5 Also it is recommended that the pressure
' canner be used for all vegetables except to
matoes. Fruits and tomatoes are more re
; sistant to botulinus infection than beans,
{ spinach and other vegetables. Hence, in
i the Department's opinion, they may safely
I be canned in the ordinary way, if the cans
are filled with hot juice or syrup.
As a final “safety first” precaution, It
may well be also urged that, no matter how
fruits or vegetables are canned, any sign
of spoiling perceptible when a jar is opened
should be regarded as a w’arning for de
i struction of the cerntenta of that jar.
And the destruction should be actual, not
a mere throwing away of the contents where
chickens or small animals may eat them.
The botulinus germ is known to be deadly
to animal life as well as to human life in
creasing the great desirability of actual de
struction of any food contaminated.
(Copyright, 1924.)
) CAMEL AND LION
By Dr. Frank Crane
( ( s-j UT when the camel is loaded it
t ) goeth forth to the desert, and there
it is transformed into a lion.”
This text is from Nietzsche. Let us
1 loose it.
Any great force that creates begins to de
j stroy as soon as it has fulfilled its mission.
■ Sun-force, light, heat, and moisture make
ripe apples, and as soon as the apples are
, perfect, straightway begin to destroy them.
Says Shakespeare:
“So from hour to hour we ripe and ripe,
And then from hour to hour we rot and rot,
And thereby hangs a tale.”
i To be sure; the whole tale of existence.
Everything, including animalculae and ele
’ phants, men and stars, have two periods, one
of development to maturity, one of decay.
| The dust of earth wriggles up until it be
| comes You; then it settles back again and
I becomes dust.
I In this interlude of dust w r hat mighty em
i pires of music and majesty!
The transformation of camel to lion is
[ nowhere more apparent than in the history
; of institutions.
The force that made the powerful political
machine, the medieval church, was the very
force, and not another, that turned and
rent it.
(Copyright, 1924.)
M 5! FAVORITE STORIES
BY Irvin S. Cobb
There is a saying—and one more or less
justified by the trend of affairs in our na
tion—to the effect that these days the ambi-
I tion of the average man w r ho w r as raised on
a farm is to leave the country and go to
live in the city in order to save up enough
money to be able to go to live in the coun
try. Here is a story about a youth who did
not w r ait until he was grown.
As a youth, he quit the ancestral acres
and hiked for the metropolis. After various
ups and downs he prospered. Before so
i very long he held a responsible position
and had a home of his own. After consid
erable persuasion he induced his aged father
to pay huu a visit. The older gentleman had
a distrust for cities and far city ways. He
was wedded to the soil and all his life had
■ been faithful to the union.
, Eventually, though, he steamed into New
i York, was met and greeted by his boy and
escorted to the latter’s bachelor apartment.
The son thought the occasion called for a
i special celebration. He burrowed in his treas
ured pre-war stock and produced a quart of
j one of the most precious vintages of France.
“Whut’s that?” inquired the old man as
the son began the operation leading to the
removal of the stopper.
j "That’s champagne, dad,” said the son.
“Well, I don’t mind a nip of hard cider
HIS BROTHER’S WIFE
BY RUBY M. AYRES
CHARTER XXXVIU
David’s Suggestion
-w —-v AVID! David!”
I 1 She could not believe her ears
when his voice came in answer to
her cry.
“Mary! Good heavens! What has hap
pened?” And the next moment his arm
was round her, and she was sobbing hys
terically on his shoulder.
“Take me away! Take me away! I can’t
stay here; I’m afraid of this place!”
.“My dear child!”
He half led, half carried her back to ths
inhabited part of the house; he took hei - into
his own study, and shut the door; then he
put her gently into an armchair and knelt
beside her, keeping an arm around her shud
dering frame.
“You are quite all right; nothing can hurt
you. What frightened you? I was only gone
a moment; 1 couldn't find the light. I
wouldn’t have left you for worlds if I’d
known you were nervous!”
Something in his voice stopped her sob
bing; she looked up at him, trying to smile.
“You were so long, and I got lonely. l—
l—oh, I believe I saw the ghost!”
“Nonsense!” He laughed a little. “It’s
just your imagination. lam sure you never
saw any ghost; it must have been the moon
light.”
His quiet voice reassured her; she wiped
her eyes vigorously. Presently David took
his arm away and rose to his feet.
He bad turned on all the lights in tha
room; now he stopped, and poked the fire
into a blaze.
“And a few moments ago,” he said whim
sically, “you told me that you would like’ to
live in that part of the house.”
“Then I have changed my mind; I
shouldn’t like it at all.”
He stood with an elbow on the mantel
shelf, looking down at her with thoughtful
eyes. Then:
“Do you think you could ever care for a
man who was not—Nigel?” he asked sud
denly.
The startled color dyed her cheeks.
“I—l—care for a man?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know. I--I haven’t thought. Why
do you ask me?” >
“Because I think you would be much hap
pier if you were to marry—again.” The last
word sounded like an afterthought.
Mary said nothing; she sat screwing her
wet handkerchief into the palm of her hand;
her face looked somehow pathetic.
“I hope you are not angry with me?” said
David, 'gently.
She shook her head.
With everything he did and said, he seem
ed to nail her to her lie, she thought
wretchedly. She had not imagined it would
be so difficult to go through with it when
she first started on this venture.
She had wronged a dead man’s memory as
much—more than the wife who had so soon
forgotten him; and now she was cheating
his living brother.
She raised her eyes to David’s face, but he
was no longer looking at her; he was staring
out across the room with rather somber eyes.
Mary rose to her feet.
“I think I will go and find Miss Varney.”
She hesitated, and added nervously “You.
won’t—you won’t tell her that—that I have
been so silly?”
He looked at her then.
“You have not been silly; and, anyway, I
shall not tell her.”
Mary went away then. She went to her
own ropm, and bathed her face and
smoothed her hair. She was ashamed she
had behaved like a coward, /and yet—she
could not believe that that shadowy gray
figure had been only imagination. She was
sure in her own heart that she had really
seen the gray ghost.
She only came when shame or danger
threatened the family! Was that danger or
shame to come through her —Mary?
She went down to the drawing room,
where Miss Varney sat.
“Well, dear?” she looked up at the girl
smilingly. “Did you sed all the wonders?”
“Only some of them; it was cold, so we
came back.” She held her hands to the fire.
She was surprised to find that she was
still trembling.
Miss Varney went on knitting. The little
click, click of the needles got on Mary’s
nerves. All at once they ceased.
“By the way, dear, there is a letter on
the shelf for you; it came after dinner, by
the last post.”
“For me?”
Mary looked up in surprise. There was
nobody from whom she was expecting to
hear. She rose to her feet.
The letter stood against the clock; it
was addressed in a hand Mary had never
seen before. She opened the envelope
curiously.
“Mrs. Nigel Bretherton.” It was the first
time she had received a letter so
it made her pulse flutter guiltily.
There was a short note and an enclosure’
inside.
The note ran:
Dear Mrs. Bret h erf on—The enclosed was
forwarded to me from your late address.
The. letter presumably is for your friend,
Miss Furnival, who, I believe, died some
weeks back.
Your faithfully,
MONTAGUE* FISCHER.
Mary stood quite still for a moment; she
had a horrible feeling of disaster. Presently
she stooped and mechanically picked up the
enclosure which had fallen to the floor. It
was a letter with the Argentine stamp, ad
dressed in Dolly’s handwriting.
Saturday—“ Dolly’s Letter.” Renew your
subscription now to avoid missing a chap
ter of this splendid story.
QUIPS AND QUIDDITIES
A young author remarked to a friend, “I
wish I had some way of developing my imag
ination.”
“I once had an acquaintance that devel
oped the most wonderful imagination I have
ever seen,” answered his friend.
With eager expectation the young author
asked: (
“What did he do? What did he get?”
The answer came sadly: got the de
lirium tremens.”
A teacher in a foreign quarter had in her
class a pupil so unruly that it became neces
sary to write to the child’s father.
“My dear Mr. Stanovitch,” the letter be
gan.
The next day a stout and irate woman
appeared in the class room flourishing a
paper.
“I’ll teach you to call my husband ‘my
dear!’” she cried. “Why, he says he ain’t
never saw you in his life- and I believe him,
you piece of impudence!”
once’t in awhile ez you know,” said the vi?»
itor; “but I ain’t so shore about that there
stuff. Lemme have a look at her fust.”
He took the bottle in his horny hands and
subjected the cork to a close scrutiny. Then,
as he handed it back, he shook his aged
head and said:
“No, son, I reckon not. If it takes five
wires to hold it in now, what’s it goin’ to dn
when it starts runnin’ wild inside of me?”
(Copyright, 1921.)