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The Silver Fl ute
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SYNOPSIS
On her eighteenth birthday, Bar¬
bara, motherless daughter of Christ¬
opher Thorne, lovable but impractical
artist, awakes with lively anticipation
of the joys of the day. She receives,
among other presents, a birthday ring
from Bruce MacLain, young artist
friend of the family, but more than
friend to Barbara.
CHAPTER II
— 3 —
The ear, a roadster with battered
fenders and one blind headlight, rat¬
tled along, threatening at every jounce
to shake itself into bits.
“Comfortable?” Bruce asked, above
the noise of the engine.
She nodded. Bruce was looking,
side-wise, at the small excited person
whose shoulder brushed his arm.
When he was alone he thought he
knew her by heart, the way her hair
waved back from her forehead, her
tilted nose, the dimple that woke when
she smiled. And yet, each time he saw
her again, she was a fresh surprise.
Darling! he thought. Lovely child ! .. .
They left the town behind. Bruce
gave the ear the gas. Barbara liked
to travel at top speed over this stretch
of road. He heard her little excited
squeals. He felt her hand clutch
his arm. She enjoyed things so. Life
was an adventure to Babbie. It would
be always, he thought. Good Lord!
Was that waddling thing a goose! . . !
The car swerved with a sudden jolt
and stopped on the brink of a ditch.
Barbara tumbled against him. He felt
her hair, silky and soft, brushing
across his cheek. ...
“Did we hit It?” she asked breath¬
lessly. *
,
“I don’t think so.” He found it diffi¬
cult to keep his mind on the goose.
They looked back. The goose, safe
at the side of the road, glared at them,
scolded shrilly, smoothed its ruffled
feathers.
The car rattled on down the curv¬
ing road. Barbara chattered ga.vly,
discovered wonders along the way.
Bruce was silent, lost in thought.
What would she have said, he won¬
dered, if he had put the ring on her
other hand? He had wanted to but he
had been afraid. She looked so young
in that yellow jersey with the ribbon
around her hair. Did she understand
that he loved her, as a man loves a
woman, that he wahted to share the
adventure of her life? There were
times when she seemed grown up.
But this morning, under the willows,
except for a moment, her eyes had
been younger than Gay’s. Better wait.
But suppose he should lose her. Some¬
one would always be falling in love
with Barbara. He was leaving to¬
morrow. ...
Barbara, silent now, watched the
trees running past. What was Bruce
thinking? He was so quiet, looking
straight ahead. Was he, too, feeling
sad, in spite of being so happy? He
seemed to have forgotten her. She
had only imagined that, under the
willows, he had looked at her in a
different sort of way. She felt, all at
once, very small and lost and forlorn.
But the feeling vanished when they
scrambled down the steep drop of
slipping sand to the beach. She
couldn’t feel forlorn. It was such a
beautiful day.
They raced down the wide white
beach. They played with a beach ball
and invented a brand new game. It
was fun to shout and sing and make
a lot of noise. There was no one to
hear them. They were alone in a
world of sand and sunshine, a blue
and golden world, sunshine and ocean
and sky.
They opened the basket of lunch
and gobbled like greedy children.
Everything tasted so good. And there
was a surprise In the bottom of the
basket—maple candy stuffed with
hickory nuts. Martha had bothered
to make it. Wasn’t Martha a dear?
When they couldn't hold another
crumb, they stretched out on the
blankets. Bruce lit a cigarette and
blew smoke rings, one inside the-other.
Barbara admired them. She admired
Bruce. He was so good looking, his
golden brown tan, his eyes that were
as deeply blue as the sky on a frosty
night. It was fun to be with him,
lying there, drowsy and warm, washed
with waves of sunlight. Because she
was happy she hummed the song that
nil day long had been singing through
her mind—
We sail the ocean blue
We catch-a da plenty-a fish—
Bruce propped himself on his elbow
to see her more distinctly. She lay,
curled like a kitten, her eyes half
closed, her head pillowed on her arm.
Tenderness swelled in his heart.
“Babbie,” he said gently.
“Hmm?” 1
“Babbie ... I’m leaving tomor¬
row.’’
The humming ceased. Her brown
eyes opened wide.
"Leaving, Bryce?"
"Going back to New York."
Barbara turned her head. She
didn’t want Bruce to see her face.
She knew she was going to cry.
It was strange, she thought, that
sue should want to cry about Bruce,
Last year and the year before he was
lust one of the young artists who
came, in thb summer, to I’rovincetown
and were always stopping in at the
house to talk to Father and look at
bis paintings and dr'ffit his wild-cherry
wine. Only Bruce was nicer looking
than any of the others, more friendly
and amusing. Father liked him espe¬
cially. The children liked him, too.
And she hud liked him—the way she
liked old liamon the shoemaker and
Manuel who took her sailing and all
of her Provincetown friends.
. . ,
“Babble! Look at me. Babbie. . .
She couldn’t look at him then. She
looked, instead, at a puffy cloud sail¬
ing across the sky. This summer it
had been different. From the very
first, she decided. It was the way
Bruce had looked at her the day he
came back to Provincetown last June.
’’You’re growing up. Babbie,” Bruce
had said and somehow the look in his
smiling blue eyes had made her feel
happy and shy. . .
“Babbie, dear . . "
His voice sounded sorry about some¬
thing. Maybe Bruce had guessed and
was sorry because she loved him so
much. Her heart turned over with
the surprise of a discovery. Why, she
loved Bruce, not as she loved Father
and tlie children, but in another way,
the way Mother had loved Father.
That was why it had been different
this summer. That was why she want¬
ed to cry, sometimes, and was always
imagining things. Bruce had guessed.
He must have known it all along,
when he was teasing her and telling
her things about her eyes. Bruce had
They Were Alone in a World of
Sand and Sunshine.
guessed. He was sorry because she
loved him so much. . . .
“Babbie,” he said again. “I’m leav¬
ing tomorrow’. I’m going back to New
York.”
She felt so miserable she wanted to
die. But Bruce mustn’t be sorry for
her. She swallowed past a sudden
lump in her throat and made her
voice sound gay.
“Well,” she said, not looking at
him, “I hope you’ll have a nice trip.”
Bruce heard her voice, gay and lilt¬
ing and unconcerned. A shadow
slipped across his face. He couldn’t
see that her lashes were wet with
tears.
The sky had clouded over. The
wind was rising.
“It’s going to storm," Bruce said.
“We’d better turn back."
“Where did it come from?” Barbara
asked. “It’s been a beautiful day.”
“There was a red sky this morning."
They had turned and were walking
rapidly. The wind rose higher, blow¬
ing the sand, frothing the waves with
white-caps.
Red Bky at morning
Sailors taka warning.
Barbara sang, exhilarated by the wind.
“That isn’t good poetry, is it, Bruce?”
“Better save your breath,” he ad¬
vised.
He took her hand and they tried to
run. The wind pusiied them back.
The blowing sand stung their eyes.
The waves made a crashing sound,
pounding against the shore.
“Bruce!" Barbara cried, clinging
fast to his hand. “I can’t move! I
can’t keep my feet on the ground!”
“Try,” he shouted, bending his head
so she could hear. “If we can make
that shack—"
They had noticed it as they walked
up the beach, a shack made of planks
and branches crazily nailed together,
set in a sheltered curve of the sand
bank. Children had built it, they
thought. They had smiled at it as they
walked up the beach. Now it seemed
a safe haven, a refuge from the storm.
They made it after a struggle, dropped,
breathless and panting, on the sand
beneath the flimsy roof of pine
branches.
It was a refuge of sorts. In the
sheltered curve of the sand bank they
were protected from the fury of the
wind. Through a film of blowing sand
they saw the waves dashing up on the
beach. They waited for the rain.
“No rain?” Barbara asked, after an
Interval.
“It’s a wind storm," Bruce answered,
“Are you cold?’
“Sort of.”
“Wish we had the blankets. Come
here. There! That’s better, isn’t it?”
It was lovely, she thought, to have
Bruce hold her close, to feel through
the soft flannel shirt the comforting
warmth of his body. The wind shook
the flimsy roof.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
CLEVELAND COURIER
PLEA TO BUY NOW
MADE BY JOHNSON
NRA Chief Says “Spend
Under the Blue Eagle.”
Washington.—The plea to “buy be¬
cause buying supports your job” start¬
ed tiie recovery administration’s at¬
tempt to utilize the Increased buying
power it feels is being created by
.hour-shortening, wage-raising agree¬
ments of tlie government with busi¬
ness and industry.
Along with that request from Hugh
S. Johnson, recovery administrator,
went this boycott threat:
“Where should you spend! Can
there lie any question? You should
spend under the blue eagle. If you
spend there, you are spending for in¬
creased employment.
“If you spend elsewhere, you are
hurting the chance to end unemploy¬
ment because you are helping to de¬
stroy the business of the men who are
paying more for help, you are aiding
them who refuse to do so.”
Tlie “buy now" campaign had been
contemplated for. some time. How¬
ever. for a while tlie recovery admin¬
istration feared production was in¬
creasing too fast for purchasing pow¬
er—that more goods were being manu¬
factured than could be bought.
Temporary agreements with the
President to raise pay and shorten
hours, pending development of per¬
manent codes of fair competition with
the same objective, were offered busi¬
ness and industry.
Johnson looked over tlie score sheet.
He found five industries—cotton tex¬
tiles, coats and suits, ship-building,
electrical manufacturing and woolen
textiles, each employing thousands—
operating under permanent codes.
He found 26 other groups, employ
ing additional thousands, functioning
under the temporary agreements.
That was enough, he decided, so he
sent, his first “buy now” message to a
Cleveland mass meeting.
Continuing through the week, speak¬
ers empliasizeu that same message.
Through their pleas ran this line
spoken by Johnson:
“Turn your money into tilings be¬
cause. almost before you can draw a
breath, the things you want will be
worth more than the money you can
save by not buying.”
Veterans To Be Given
Benefit of All Doubts
Washington.—Special boards of re¬
view being set up to pass upon war
veterans’ presumptive service disabil¬
ity cases were directed by Frank T.
Hines, veterans' administrator, not to
“allow their personal feelings to in¬
trude."
The orders, prepared and issued
under direction of President Roose¬
velt, repeated the instructions to “re¬
solve all reasonable doubts in favor
of the veteran, the burden of proof
in such cases being on the govern
j ment.”
Couzens’ Son Will Run
i for Mayor of De'roit
Detroit, Mich.—Frank Couzens, son
of Senator James Couzens. announced
he will resign as acting mayor and
president of the city council on Sep¬
tember 8, to become a candidate for
the Republican nomination for mayor.
Couzens. now thirty-one years old. be¬
came acting mayor when Frank .Mur¬
phy resigned to take over his duties
as governor general of the Philip¬
pines. His father was mayor here
from 1919 to 1922.
Preacher Drowned
at Baptism Ceremony
Fort Smith, Ark.—What was to have
been Rev. Willie Wilson’s first bap¬
tismal ceremony ended in his drown¬
ing in the Arkansas river.
The twenty-six-year-old Holiness
preacher of Van Buren, Ark., stepped
off into deep water and was caught
in a whirlpool near Moore’s Rock.
Nine persons who were to be bap¬
tized witnessed the tragedy.
Cincinnati Boy Admits
Killing Society Leader
Meridian, Miss.—John Henkel, six¬
teen, of Cincinnati, confessed to Cin¬
cinnati Detective William Cleary that
he killed Oliver S. Baily, Cincinnati
society leader, near an amusement
park in the Ohio city. He was driv¬
ing Raily’s automobile when arrested
here.
Henke!, according to Cieary, sain
that he killed Baily with his list fol¬
lowing “a quarrel at a wild party.”
Memorial Plate on Grave
of Buffalo Bill Stolen
Denver. Colo.—A sneak thief stole
the bronze memorial plate from the
grave of Buffalo Bill on Lookout
mountain, Mrs. Johnny Baker, keeper
of the lodge on top of the peak, re¬
ported to police.
Arizona Votes for Repeal
Phoenix, Ariz.—Wets won a decided
victory in the state referendum on re¬
peal of prohibition, their majority be¬
ing about 3 to 1. Mrs, Isabella Green
way was nominated for congress by
the Democrats.
One Drowns; Four Saved
New York.—John Chester Vaden,
twenty-four, of Yale’s 1927 swimming
team, and three others were rescued
In a I.ong Island sound shipwreck in
which a frightened fourth companion
drowned.
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Lesson for August 20
SAMUEL.
LESSON TEXT—I Samuel 3:1-10;
12:1-4.
GOLDEN TEXT—And Samuel said
unto the people, Fear not: ye have
done all this wickedness: yet turn not
aside from following tlie Lord, but
serve the Lord with all your heart.
I Samuel 12:20.
PRIMARY TOPIC—Samuel Talking
to God.
JUNIOR TOPIC—Samuel Listening to
God.
IC— INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP¬
Training for Service.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOP¬
IC— Responding to God's Call.
I. Samuel's Birth (1:1-20).
He was given to Hannah in answer
to her prayer. His name means
“asked of God."
II. Samuel Lent to the Lord (1:24-
28).
In connection with Hannah’s prayer
for a man child, she vowed to give him
to God. He was to be a Nazarite all
the days of Ifis life. In fulfillment of
her vow, she took him at an early age
to the sanctuary and gave him over to
the charge of Eli, the priest, to minis¬
ter therein.
III. Samuel Called of God (3:1-10).
Dwelling within the sacred courts
and ministering before the Lord with
Eli, is the innocent Samuel who is to
become the saviour of his people. In
Samuel we have a striking pattern of
child religion. The laird gave him in
answer to his mother's prayer, and
from his birth he was dedicated to
the Lord. In the Scriptures we have
set forth two types of experience; the
one experiencing the saving grace of
God after having lived in sin; the oth¬
er of one brought up in the nurture
and admonition of the Lord from his
Infancy.
Two traits of Samuel’i. character
stand out in his call—his cheerful obe¬
dience to the Lord’s call, and his sur¬
rendered will.
IV. Samuel Established in the Pro¬
phetic Office (3:11-21).
Up to this time Samuel obeyed Ell.
The time has now come when he must
directly hear and obey the Lord. The
first message entrusted to him was a
most terrible one. It doubtless was a
bitter experience to Eli to see Samuel
recognized, and himself passed by. but
he was submissive. This fearful visi¬
tation upon Eli’s house was due to the
sins of his sons. Eli was accountable
because he had not restrained them.
He was a good man. but lax in the
discipline of his children. Samuel
grew and the Lord was with him and
did not let any of his words fall to the
ground. So fully did tlie Lord bless
his ministry that al! Israel knew tiiat
he was established as the Lord’s
prophet.
V. Samuel, the Judge (7:1-17).
1. People cnlled to forsake their
Idols (vv. 1-6). Because of their sins
God permitted the nation to he bitter¬
ly oppressed by the Philistines. Sam¬
uel promised them deliverance on eon
dition of repentance (v. 3).
2. Samuel prayed for the people
(vv. 7-14). In response to his prayer
God miraculously delivered them from
the Philistines. This victory was
memorialized h.v the setting up of the
stone called Ebeneztr (v. 12).
3. Samuel judging Israel (vv la-
17). Bethel, Gilgal. Mizpeh, and
Ramah were his circuit, to each of
which he made annual visils. These
centers were for the accommodation
of the people.
4. Samuel’s final address (12:1-25).
When Saul, the new king, was
crowned. Samuel graciously retired,
turning over to him the nation’s af¬
fairs.
a. Samuel’s challenge to the peo¬
ple (vv. 1-5). He reminded them of
the way the king had been given and
showed their direct responsibility for
tlie change in government. He re¬
viewed his own administration, show¬
ing his walk from childhood, and his
career as judge and ruler. To this
the people responded by a vote of con¬
fidence. It was Samuel’s right as he
laid down the reins of government to
have his records vindicated.
b. Samuel reviews God’s dealings
with tlie nation from the time of
Moses (vv. 6-15). He showed them
that national prosperity was condi¬
tioned upon obedience (v. 14). Though
they had displeased God in choosing
a king, if they would fear the Lord
and render obedience, national pros¬
perity would still be given them.
c. Samuel’s personal vindication
(vv. 16-25). The hour was so critical
in the nation's history that Samuel
sought to indelibly impress upon their
hearts its meaning. This he did by
praying for thunder and r;»n out of
season. They saw this as an example
of God’s mighty power which. If di¬
rected against them, would destroy
them instantly.
He Turned to Prayer
He lived in the atmosphere of prayer
from first to last; and when any
specially important work had to be
done, any specially difficult crisis had
to be faced, any specially trying expe
rience had to be endured, he met it by
special prayer.—G. H. Knight.
Thank God Daily
Thank God every morning when you
get up that you have something to do
that day that must be done, whether
you like it or not.
SHE COULDN’T FIND IT
Fondly little Ruth's father arid
mother were watching their daughter
rock back and fortli ecstatically in
tlie little black clmir they had just
brought home to her.
Proudly the father said: ”\Ye got
a bargain in that little chair, all
right!”
Whereupon Ruth proceeded to get
out of tlie chair, look at it closely,
and then to lift a woe begone face
and say:
“Where is it, daddy? I can't find
any bargain in my chair!”—Indian¬
apolis News.
What’« the Difference
"I hear Dick is in tlie hospital.”
“Yes. Caught in tlie rain and tried
to economize by not taking a taxi.
Now he’s got pneumonia.”
“And Tom’s in the hospital, too.”
“Yes. He took a taxi.”—Pearson's
Weekly.
The Difficulty
“There’s always room at the top,”
said the man who speaks sagaciously.
“Yes,” replied Bronco Bob; “but the
trouble is that in a lot o’ games the
best cards is at the bottom of the
pack.”
Her Wish
Child—Mother, dear, why has the
canary quit singing?
Mother—Because it is molting,
dear.
Child—I wish Aunt Martha would
molt.—Border Cities Stur.
Both Satisfied
"But, dear,” gushed the flapper, "is
it fair to go to tlie picture with a
boy you dislike?”
“Well, it's like this,” replied her
friend, “I enjoy the picture and lie
enjoys my company.”—Stray Stories.
Better Luck
j “Judge, could you postpone my
trial for a week?”
“On whit grounds?”
“You don’t geem in a good temper.”
—Gazettino Illustrate, Venice.
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WNU—7 33—33
MIGHT BE WORSE
A visitor to a seaside town was ob¬
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serve a good many fish dinners," he
remarked to tlie hotel proprietor.
“Yes, the people eat tisti, mostly.”
“I thought fish was supposed to lie
brain food, hut these people are about
the most unintelligent specimens of
humanity I've ever seen.”
“Well,” returned tlie other with a
shrug of his shoulders, “just think of
what they'd look like if they didn't
eat fish.”
Yesterday’s Tonight
Little Sears had been uwn.v on a va¬
cation.
“Hello, Sears; when did you re¬
turn’.'” called a friendly neighbor.
“Tonight!" answered the child.
Then he added thoughtfully, “I mean
yesterday’s tonight.” — Indianapolis
News.
Home Life
“You attend many bridge games
and lectures?”
“I enjoy them,” admitted Miss Cay¬
enne.
“Don’t you think a woman's place
is in the home?”
“Yes, but not necessarily ber own
home.”—Washington Star.
AS IT SEAMED TO HIM
j "I am wedded to my art.”
"It looks as if your art would be
a grass widow.”
Too Much
Holdup—Your money or your life!
Hubby—My money, my dear sir, is
in my wife’s name and my wife is
my life, so that, if you took her, you
might get both and—
Holdup Man — Good evening!—•
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“Brother, what is nationalization
of property?”
“it’s what happens to your things
when you live in a fraternity house
at_ college.”
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