mmm — - / y PAGE 2 BARNWELL SENTINEL, BARNWELL. SOUTH CAROLINA /*Ti • } * •«. By /.- RUPERT HUGHES ■ • ■ ':'V- : "C ■/ J /. ; **? ; — ---y-r-v-— -fn- Copyright by Harper & Brother* vr. wwwwwwenmp^ CHAPTER XVI—Continued. / -11- TTtbtiymyseif a picture of you.** She told of her longing for a plioto- graph of him, but did' not tell him of her need of It as a talisman. He laughed aloud at this Incredible 'way of spending money, till she began sud denly to cry. He had no-'answer to resell through his blood to his heart and to make It ache. , “I must go. You can’t put me off ^ will tirKe again!” home!” he said. Duane tried theliest he could to help her. He was saying: "And now; I sup pose I’ve got to miss my train and my ymr He turned to call a redcap standing in solemn patience beside two traveling hags and a bristling gojf nag.- “Porter, take my things to .the purcel room and bring me the check.” “Nb*,” said Daphne, ‘’hastily’". "I mustn’t I You mustn’t-! Really! I mean It! Good-by J" Kite walked TTWny to rapidly that he endangered ? could not follow hhr. without unseemly haste. She heard him call, sharply: “Porter, never-mind the parcel room. Come airing to the train.” , Her sm , ccks s 4n~iTS7 l aping him was so When she reached the apartment she found Leila almost prostrated from the effects of her altruism and from the fact that-Bayard was in one of his tantrums. A special delivery• letter hnd just come from Dutilh's shop. IFsuid thar Mr Dutilh was arriving from Paris wllii_ liis r winter models, und -since he woubLhave to pay u large sum at the customs house it was regrettably nec essary to beg .Mr. Kip to send by re turn mall a check for the Inclosed bill, wbigh uils lung Tiast duel Ami now the briefly udjoui-ned laws of finance were reassembled. Leila’s *>hort reign was over; her extravagance JbkI again found h<-r out and demanded punishment; The gown she had bought, uml was asked to pay for, had been* worn shabliy. djtm-ed to shreds In Newport. But the l-ill was u* Lrtgfit us ever. Bayard was >-•> fagged with liis weeks ot cIThcouragement that he jrar as irascible as a veteran of the gout whose toe has been stepped on. when Daphne walked in he was denouncing Leila in excellent form. lie used Daphne as a further c'ob. “My po -In- had lost her oir far**. It seemed ak if the end of the world, or at least the breakup of its civilization, bad ar* rived without warning and without refuge. incessant optimist and ing everybody to “cheer woisst might be woissbr yet. Daphne’s luck did not last long. The receivers found that the percentage 01 inquiries following upon tin- advertis ing and circularizing campaigns was hardly paying the postage. People were eithur--too poor to buy books or too luisy with Lilli-molten history {♦♦Hir ing from the culdrons of Europe, -i'es- terdiiys pafiTr Was ancient history enough. The receivers closed down the Mrdness«abrup«ly on a Saturday ntad instructed the manager to announce Vf/ff/U >1nwn. 17 t /'iW. \ 1 7, CHAPTER XVII. Chivy!* wds noi fisuaHy imtne Indore 1 half-past six. Daphne felt an omen in ’ tiie way .they looked at her when they acknowledged her entrance. * She went to her room In^a state of foreboding misery She had not paid tii-r b.Trmt for several weeks. -She Juul not mentlorn-d the fact to Mrs. Chlvvis, nor Mrs. (’hivvls to her, tliougli the hoifpnyinexit of -tt Iwmrd bill Is one of tiie self-evident truths that landladies j usually discuss with freedom. -A few- minutes later Mrs. Chlvvis I tapped on the door, her thimble mak- I Ing a sharp clack. She brought bef dewing w ith her and sewed ns she I said: “May, I sit down a moment? Thank you.’.’ She kept her eyer on the seam while she talked., "Well. Miss Kip, the war has reach ed us also at last. My husband lost his position today." "Yes? Oh, how horrible!” Daphne gasped, with double sincerity, f ‘The oflic? was closed unexpectedly by an involuntary “petition in bankrupt cy. His salary was not_pa)d lust week ..ruir.thi^, and—well ;we doh’t want to lnctDnyenience you, but—” "I understand.” said Daphne. "I’ll give you what I can.” Slid took her poor little wealth from her handbag. She hnd paid ten of the fifty to the photographer ns a deposit-. She gave Mrs. Chivvis twenty-live dol lars, and promised her more; - MfS7 Chlvvis was very grateful nnd “went down the hall, smiling a littV oycrJicr jsffrimr’ Clay" chlled that evening. He ws.s exhaustell with a day of tramping the town, looking for work. lie was roo wintry to talk and be fell asleep twice during one of Mr. Chivvis’ commen taries on the. probable Vjjocts ot the Imminent e^pfure of Paris by fbe'ir- resistible Germans { The Fren,c.i gov ernment had already moved £ to Bor deaux and— ituTday had read it all in ti dozen different, newspapers, and lie jiassed away. Dapliue was restless.. Mr. Chivvis was on her ndryes. Clay was uoj pretty, tisfeep, sitting with ids, jaw dflipped aij[d liis hands haiigiirg down, palms forward, tike an ai»e’* . She was 1 enjoying another of tie* woes of mar riage without its privileges. Tlu* Cldvvises began to yawn, lin'd Mrs. Chivvis finally bade the startled Clay “Good evoiiitia” Slie had been o belieVe brouglit up t< that it was in- Dn{>hne had not told Mr^ Ctilvvls of her financial plight, nor of her fa ther’*. nor her brother's. She Juid simply let the days of paytmAit go past oneJ‘.v one. She saw a chillier glitter in Mrs. Chlvvis* eye nnd there was a constant restraint upon the c«»u- verratlon for many days. Mri-4'hiy-vls was at home most of the firm? now, sitting hIshB m" WiT 14t! elotlies to stive the Others. He und liis wife naturally talked of Daphne. Socnetimbs she overheard their under tones. -Each seemed to urge tiie other to the attack. Finally, one evening Mrs, ChU vla rnude so hold ns In call on Daphne In her room, and to stay, after much Improvising: “I dislike to speak of It, Miss Kip, blit—well—er—you seer-the fact is— if you— Tlowgrunr is sending round in the morning for his last week’s bill, and—if it’s not inconvenient—” Daphne fglt si<-k with shame, l*it slie had to Confess, “I ran t tell you how sorry I am, but I haven’t any. "Realty? That’s too bad!" Mrs. Chlvvis said. ,She was hardly sorrier for herself than for Daphne. She tried to .brighten them both with hope. “But you expect—no doubt you expect soon to—” “I’ve oeen looking for—for some work to do, but there doesn't seem to be any." “Oh. I see!” sgid Mrs. Chivvis. con-’ firmed In her suspicions nnd reduced to silence. Daphne went on. after swallowing several cobblestones; “But, of course. I've no right to be eating your food and staying on here ns a guest. And I suppose I’d better* give up my room, so that you can take in somebody \vho can pay.” Mrs. Chlvvis was close, but she was not up to an eviction, and she gasped. “Oh, really l—I hardly- think—I shouldn't like—” Her hard voice crackled like an iclclb snapping off the eaves in a spring sun; and before either.of them quite understood It the hard eyes of both thawed; tears streamed, and they were in each othe.r’s arms. Daphne wqs the better weeper of the two. Poor Mrs. Chivvis ^ould not really lavish even with tears; but did very well, for her: Iramediatoly they felt years.better acquainted—old friends till of a sud- jiloni They were laughihg' foolishly’ •’when an apologetic knock on the open, door introduced Mr. .ChevvTs^ who would no more have crossed the sill than he would have broken into the temple of Vesta. His name was C’hiv- vls, not Clodins. The surprised eyes of Daphne threw him.into confusion, but he said: “I’ve been thinking, Miss Kip. that if you really want to work and aren’t too prurient Innuendo that tne books *er* published in their entirety without'ex purgation. Vice has its hypocritical cant no less than Religion. . one day, toward, the ^nd of her first week,/ she Was startled to find before her a card bearing the lefcrtnl "Duane, Ttyfttms." His Hddress was given, and the facts that he had bought the three- quarter morocco Balzac, the half leather .Eieklihg and Smollett, and the levant Court Memoirs. He had not yet taken the bait fair the De Maupas sant. . ;> f Daphne ^--nd'red liis card and his taste. She tvgs shaken from her pen sive mood 11 ;he suddeu commotion of all the women. All eyes',hnd seen the minute and th^, hour hands in con junction at XII. Names were left off in the middle; pens fell from poised hands. Daphne found herself alone. She was glad of the quiet and the solitude, while it lasted—which was riot long, for Gerst came buck unexpectedly early, His eye met Daphnes. * He started toward her, and then, seeing that she glanced aw ay,^ went to his desk. He stood there manifestly irresolute a moment. He glanced at Daphne again, at the fire escapes, at the' empty' room. Then he went to the first of tho tables and with labored carelessness Inspect ed the work of the absentee. He drift ed alohg the alsletaward Du pi 1 no, throwing her no** and then an inter rogative smile thut filled her with u tierce anxiety. She knew Tils reputation. She had **en liis, vulgar aeuflle* w ith gome' of tlu* girls, had hoard liis odious word*. IShe wmis convinced that he was about to pay her the -horrible compliment ot his attention. Her heart began, to'fiutter with-fear nnd wrath. Slie felt that if he spoke to her she would scream; if he put his -hand on hor shoiildor or her chair she would kill him. with a pair of scissors or the knife with which she scraped off blots. . . . No. she must not kill him. Bit? she would have to strike him on the mouth. But tlmt meant ln«tnnt (lismB*n1 at the very least. He might smash his fist Into her f;oi- or her I roa^t or knock lo r to th** floor Will tlo- bark of bis hand. Sb** had <**»**d ton much of life recently to cherish Ib'nger the pretty myth tfiat the pour are good to the {aair. She hud seen how shabby women fared with street ear conduct ors and subway guards. She bad seen her own prestige dwindle as bet Clothes lost freshness. But the violence of GerstN #e*o nt- meat \'"';!d I" - a detail. The horror was the tnefe thought of his touch. She rose quickly and tried to ri-ttch T ttm tire escape. That - wax th»- solfl. tion—to Join the crowd. 'Bttt Gerst tilled tie* aisle..She sidled 1 pust two tuble's into the next aisle, lie 1 laughed and sidled hcross to the same aisle. Stie tried to hus(eu by) He put this firms out ami snickered; The Drift of Things ./ y /' By REV. J. H. RALSTON, *D. D. Secretary of Correspondence Department, Moody Bible Imtitute. Chicago 1 e— -*l TEXT—We let her drive ffdfi. IT -Act* Are you caught In the drift? Is It carrying you to the rocks? When the tempestuous wind Euroclydon struck the ship on which were 27f» souls, including tiie Apostle BauL-. it- was too much for tho skilled mari ners, and, for 'ha safety of the ship they let her dflve, M "V 1 cart being taken drii tak to guard against L.> . • , It 'S -possible dis.ns-v trous results aft- erw’ard. What a „ picture have we Jfl here df many Fj Jm * winds ♦*f fortune. —r / huiiian Lives! 1 as the saying Iff, have beenThh’-mncl^ for them. :irid they are simply drift- * ing." Tiie vast majority do not seeja • to care. whether’The drift ends disas- tiyusiy or not. _ ■ l'bssihly the majority do nor*tli(nk of th«* power of the influence about them thill, onuses the drift. It Is not f: ; ,r t<> Ci'd to chargb hiui With be ing so arbitrary I11 his sovereign con trol that man Is-without responsibil ity. Whatever may he tbj^.destlny ehwpiMi o»ir .»n«H pnm T^TYT a true sense master of Ills own fate. Seeking after pleasure is n strong wind that Is hl/nvlng and currying mul- * titudes before It,' The great theaters, as a 'rule, are packed foij praetlcnlly every performance. In the saloons, men are'RfftfiltTng xwn or three deep - tufore the bars. -Where Ices und *wret-meats are served. »h«• tables will alt be tnken. Go to the great iMtdofte fields, and thousands will be found. The spirit with reference to pleasure •eetns to be, “Let us eat. drink, and t»e merry, for tomorrow we die.” • Is tin* (Tiurch enugbf lt» any drift? A way to the world is the movement in ■ many churches, and not only congr*— g.-Uions but entire denominations are ifieentiy liking the met bo is of the / | I n di m order* to auccessfftlly "pnt Mr. Chivvis Was at Home Most of the j Time Now, Sitting About in His Old Clothes to Save the Others. \ to his dock that there would be no more work at present.' Daphne’s heart stopped.. Here, she was again, learti- "Whafs the ru«turned mo ott folf and atl that w hile I take you home in a taxi. 'You’re far too pretty to be running around loose in a'iuob’lil?e thl*.“ She shook her head. “You mustn’t mNs your train. Mr. Duane, or your golf. I'm used to going about alone, and l*re got t* get useder to It I'm going home in the subway. .Good-by and thank yox” . She put out her haml formally, and .he took it.. It naa like a soft, tun- lornm.Ji hit palas, and he *•*•” ♦* 1 ctmed to but the receivej*8 are trying to ke»TT thfe busmess going. Not much pay “If youTe Only walking in your sleep but something's always betU^’n noth- you’iLbetter walk yourself out of iter to go to a show, tanigbt.. huh? Whut'd you say?” "Thank you. I have another— 1 lug, iignin the dreadful significance of lyouldn t.” “out of a job”—what the theatrical ‘‘ s ' , » , ' ,hp r eve. then? Of to n dance, pe»ii*le called “at lilierty." Miss Bribik looked at Daphne and noted her gloom. "Say, kid, listen here. Wiiyn't choo come wHth me? 1 can land you a job at the Lar de Lucks. Guy name of Golst is the boss and. he'll always gimme a Job or any lady friend. He’s kind of rough, but whrttA the cliff? His money buys just as much ns anybody’s. We better beat It over there ahead till* bunch." Daphne murmured her hnsty thanks and they left at once. Miss I’ribtk led the way to a huge building full of “Bants Makers,” “Nightshirt Makers,” “Waist Makers,” nnd publishers of cal endars, faYors and subscription books. She asked for Mr. Gerst. saw him, beckoned him over, and hailed him with bravado: "Well, Mist’ Golst, here I am, back to the mines. This is me friend Kip I want you should give her a job—und me, too.” Dairfine faced Mr. Gerst’s Inspection without visible' flinching, though she wfns uneasy within. Gerst was u large, •flamboyant brute with eyes that seemed less to receive light than to send forth vision. He bad an in quisiflve and stripping gaze. But Daphne must endure It. After ran sacking Dupline with his eyes, he, grunted: “You look pretty good to me, kiddo. You can begin Monday,” “TharjjksT saHl Daphne, humbly. “I.'m cornin’, toe," said Miss ITihik. “All right,” sai|.Gerst. “It’s time you did."’’ We^ll take some of tlmt beef off you.” And lie playfully pinched her arm. Adroitly evading his pincers. vMIss J’ribik led* the way out, and Daphne trailed her oustide. Daphne loathed nnd feared the man already. lie stood like a glowering menace in,the path ahead ofTier. Ainmhiy, morning at .eight Daphne and go to.bed.” *' r f I ing.” “Anything *.s better than nothing,” ~T11* npology was Incoherent and'she ! said Daphne,..“and It might be a begin- was* Indignantly curt wirii hinrat the | ning." , r : d(Him Sh»y wjenj to her room ami sat She applied the next day and the at the window, staring down at the firm accepted Ber. ’ dark swarm of watchers before the Now Duphue was truly u working bulletin'.board*. # | wnginiwraftt a. dramatic artist with pe-> She had told her brother thab she, HBIaT'hcurs,-hut a toller by the clock, did not h^ve to starve dr sin. becatfw entered the office' of* the com|*ony she had i father, a brother, a b>vV*r i at half-past eigh^*punchcd her MOL to’protect he? from-want. *And noa- ’ her on the time register, apd s**t *0 her’ father find he^.' brother and her work addressing lasffe enveh pes. She U»v«r were all Is dire predicament, wrote ancLwrote and wrote nil twelve*, •••ffenn# hlla«Wy % fyg m" - * •• owe she took PS bar pee again, and fepo?red for work with the L’ATT de Luxe BubMshlng society, pronounced by its own people * (yrlfo ought to know) “Lar de Lurks. " T This firm was engaged in the pe culiarly Anglo-Saxon business of graz ing the e»-f.is - heralds of a day" of religious ami spiritual enlightenment for )%hieh the worM^btTs been hungerlngr" The same question was asked in later.years, but tin- {lower of false teaching continued, and the church of God. caughtTn tho drift-!- went until ihe great world war was like \ searching light making everything plSIn, That drift has not rtopped. and mnny days, yes. possibly , years, may pass, before the church ] reaches some Isle of Melita, where It may possibly go to pieces on the rocks, but God’s people In it be saved. What is the. great lesson from such drift? First, keep where the wind of doubt and •criticism may not catch you It Is amply not true that the day in which we find ourselves, as L<* Christian leeching and living. Is bet* • ter than a farmer day. Spiritual val ues cannot he calculated In terms of-'- dollars and cents, nor in steam and air pressure, deud weight or volLage. How foolish It Is to think that the Scientific attainments of men can solve spiritual problems. Germany’s science was said to have been given by God, In order thut slie might rule the world. The blast of the Lord came ^to Ger many, as It came to the hosts of Sennacherib. ' - If possible, do. ifot get Into the drift. There are plenty of godly men and women today, who fully “escaped the skeptical-drift of the last quart ter of a century. Keep close to the « id} y- £ brace. Then she fought him, striking,. truth of the_Wordju>f God, und not scratching, writhing. lie crowded only yourself but your eause will be her against the nearest table and tried paved. to reach her lips across her left eibuw. j. _ How easy It Is to get into the drift Her out flung right - hand struck G f immorality; The gross sins are against an Inkwell, recognized it as n no t committed at the first. The eat In weapon of a sort, and, clutching it. swept it up and emptied it into Ills fuce. ~ His satyric leer vanished In a black splash. Hisy hands -went to his drenched eyes. Daphne, released, dropped the inkwell and fled to the locker-room while he stamped about howling like the blinded Cyclops Daphne did not stay to taunt him nor to demand lu r wages. She caught a glimpse of faees at the fire-escape windows, but. hugging her hat and coat, slie made good heF escape. r She knew what she was escapinf from, but not wjiaL to. — * rrCTBE CONTINUED.) » One Word Spoils All. - Just when a unman begins to bo In- vlted^ut a little by nice people her husband spoils all by referring to th* laundress as the washerwoman right, out where everybody can bfar.—Ohio State Journal. of the forbidden fruit by Adam aV Eve.was not a gross .sin at all; indeed, it was not sinful in itself, but it was an act' of (Intrust and ultimately ot disobedience and thus became a sia But there *s something mttre Jin tant than liLiii muraUty. There/ls 3 drifting away from the person* The only.fefjrn to God is/by sonal ’surrender to Jesus Chris Impossible, (loot bellev* la my yirtMS." Wife—**Y arywif It take* qaite a make L Ji Fresh Methods. Originality in a Sunday sehool teacb dvies—nnlLJiKvays mean doing new. things, or even doing old things lo new ways. An original teacher Is one who brings to ,bis work the qunlltj of freshness; as# If his were the first Sdnday school jelass ever tapght and he "the first Sunday school tenrhei In the world’s history. Sunday school teaching, to. the orl^nal teacher, hai the charm of beginnings, the romanc* of dia^overy. He attacks every no* lesson' with the zest of a Cidumbu*. Whether his methods are new or not x they seem new to himself, sad m he makes -them seem new u> his de lighted pupil*. For what y«mng per non. or old for that matter, does not oettlaf forth Into a wonderland] —X