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THE BARNWELL PEOPLE-SENTINEL, BARNWELL, SOUTH CAROLINA THURSDAY, AUCUST I^TH, lt25. p- CHAPTER I.—At a merry party In th* studio apartment of Carter Blake, In New York, Jerry Harmer, Prudence's daughter, meets Duane Allerton, wealthy Idler. He become* slightly In toxicated, and Jerry, resenting his as sumption of familiarity, leaves the party abruptly. CHAPTER II—The Story turns to Jerry's childhood and youth at her home In Dea Moines. Only child of a wealthy father, when she le twenty she feels the call of Art, and her parenta, with some misgivings, agree to her go ing to New York to atudy. (CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK) CHAPTER III Jerry U Free <v Rhoda La Faye met Jerry at Orand Central station In New York aa she had promised. Rhoda surprised Jerry, pleased her greatly—she seemed quite different from the old Rhoda of col lege days—so brisk, so tailored, ro assertive. She caught Jerry’s hands In hers, kissed her warmly on both cheeks, exclaimed over her bright beauty, ill In one breath, while with I I eulogy of TlfW«g--BHffy-tHWfttl thirled op in a abort, bare, grimy | »u she doing well? Does she work street and stopped before a little, wary hard?" Jerry asked, with great gqnat, twisted boose that had one tlmo eagerness. done servlet as a rich man's stabl* “Um, both. Sho-works like ttsv Rhoda, with Jerry’s bag, was out in the street with the stopping of the car, and after a sharp glance at the recording meter, tossed a bill to the drtyer, and held out a nervous, hurry ing hand to Jerry. *tfb,** Theresa nodded. “Sleep here, work here, eat here—die here, too, I fancy. Haven’t made my bed In heaven knows when. Mlml.used to come In J,q -do It for me, and bothered' me to devil at hack Jobs, to get a little death, so I keep the door locked on her money ahead so she can study.” now - It Jon hear her pounding to g^t “There’* no money In art, and every- ln . *nd me shcgitin^for her to go away one knows It,” said Mlml, musically * n d mind her own business, don’t bo peevish. “Rhoda and Theresa—they alarmed. It’s a frequent occurrence, are both fools. I always say so. They The place Is a mess, Miss Harmier. I In response to her Impatient pres- should take up something new, some- a™ almost ashamed of It myselfr* ■ure on the button the door was thing modern, something there Is She swept magazines, ^books and opened after Bs^lttle by a lovely rose- | money In*” It’s all very well to talk of paints from a small straight chair and and-cream-colorM woman. In a trail- slaving for art—starving for art, I aboved it hospitably toward Jerry, tug rose and-cream-cojored gown, who call .It.” , smiled radiantly upon iejry, h/r white ' Theresa laughed. \‘You should talk!” hand, flaunting a brave display of gf)e said derisively. ^ 1 don’t see that flashing rings and tinkling thUj sllvef y 0 u’ve acquired sue? a fortune behind , tf-~ ■ - -K tom* — pfj “The little girl from Iowa!’’ sh» said, and her voice was one of musi cal vibrations, ' f “Hello, Mlml!” said Rhoda, her Cigarette?” ”No, thunks.” Theresa lit one for herself nervously, ftonr bracelets, outstretched In frlendlKwel- , the fopUlghial Nok^bot you’re behind In a corner and tugging at the clga- brlsk tone seeming almost-~harsh In contrast. “Theresa here? Listen. Mlml! This is Miss Harmer, Mrs. Delaney. Mrs. Delaney Is your host ess, Jerry, your landlady If you wish, and also, I hope, your friend. I have to fly—honestly, It Is a shame, but It’s a rush, order. You know how these things are, Mlml.” She put her arm about Jerry regretfully, ‘‘it Is a crime, 1 know, to leave you like this, Angcl- fuee, hut you don’t know what It is them very often, I must say,” Then, ins! effectually silenced, she turned ton want to fuss up a little afteKyour Journey, I suppose. Come up wheipyou are ready, will you? I am on the Third floor at the back. Be rette with a deep breath, almost gulp ing. She pulled off her smock. “Excuse me a minute, and I’ll wash my hands.’’ As she "Washed, and then brushed hack her dark tousled hair, which she did not take time to comb, Bold by druggists. P. J. Cheney A Co., forty 7 she t managed as best she could, read ing a great deal, riding solemnly about town yn the basses, visiting the shops, ttoii' wtn ^Mm tkSil^CWSaerh bothers ttiem It was the climax of her loneliness " “ ^ * ““ when she went to the movies, alone. Finally, on a happy thought suggested by a timely advertisement, she rented a small piano and paid a fabulous sum to have It raised to the studio, where she gave It practically her entire .floor space, shoving the easel Ignominlous- ly Into the background- ' '‘V-- , Jerry was fond of music. She played the plfino extremely ’ well, and sang also with real feeling and much sweet ness. She was beginning to wonder If perhaps she should not have choS’en music In preference to painting- an tr career. There seemed to be so much Will you come to dinner with us, Mlml?” “No, thanks,. I have'a date.. Here are the keys. Miss Harmei’p-thls t<r the door downstairs, this to ybqr room. If you want anything, don’t ne^itate to ask. Come, Theresa, let the poor child shake oiT the dust of travel.” \ They went out, smiling back at her, closing the door after them. Their to work for your bread and butter." voices fam< , to her from tUe nurrow “Oh, l don’t mlml a bit." said Jerry, ' bravely trying fo hide her sense of I loneliness and disappointment. ”1 shall write some letters, and. unpack my hag. I don’t mind at all." ■ Rhoda La Fayo Mot Jerry at Grand Central Station in New York ae She Had Promised. Jerry’s light bag In her hand she was drawing her swiftly through the great station and out to a waiting taxi. Immediately they were off—some where—anywhere—Jerry neither knew nor cared. She had been In New York before with her father and Prudence. Then, with a soft leisure!Iness Impervious to the stirring pressure about them, they had followed a red-capped porter to a taxi—a porter who had been obliged to return many times to dud them in the midst of the confusion and the crowd—and had settled them selves in a comfortable suite of rooms In a spacious hotel to enjoy a pleas ant, nicely ordered orgy of shopping, theaters and drives. Another time they were met at the station by Aunt Connie herself, in her car, with her chauffeur in sober livery, and were driven swiftly out to Uer great home In Englewood, to enjoy the solicitous ministrations of her efficient maids. That was Prudence’s way of doing New York. This was different. This was freedom. Jerry loved It—loved the quick, confident hustling of this tall, Unhesitating girl of her own age —a girl who alone and independent had taken" New York by the horns and forced It into subjection. “Listen, Angel-fag^" :tthe Indomi table creature was laying, "will you forgive me If I desert you tonight? I have heaps to do. I have to put back grounds In three pictures tljat I prom ised word-of-honor would he ready at ten tomorrow. Besides. 1 need the money. 1 shall have to sit up all night to get them done, anyhow." “Oh, I am so sorry! I am afraid my coming today has bothered you. pt so ■ “Ob, please doa’t say that. I love having you here. It only happens this way ence in a while—sometime# for weak* I haven’t a thing to do—and correspondingly little to eat.” the con fided, with a light bit ef laughter. “But Theresa Brady will look out for you. Shr has a room at Mlml Dela ney’s, where you are to live. And she said she would take you out for dla- ner, and help you got settled and ev- Wythtag. She la a marvelous girl— Brady—the moat talented Too "will adore tthoda squeezed her gratefully. “You are a darling! Mlml will take good care of you. But let me warn you I Keep alt your lover* out of her eight. She’s a' beau-catcher! She, took two fmm me. and three froth" ' Theresa, and heaven only knows how many from other poor working girls! Call Theresa, will you. Mimi? She_ Is going to take her out for dinner.” Rhoda dropped a snatchy kiss some where In the direction of Jerry’s face and ran away. Mrs. Delaney took Jerry’s bag. and led her up a very narrow, very dark and very winding stairway. “Rhoda hh.yh you are a plutocrat,” she said musically. “And so we gave you our best foot forward—second floor front. Rboda says ‘Piute’ Is your middle name.” “She does me a great Injustice,” ■aid Jerry, smiling. „ “I think you will like this. It Is quite nice and roomy. Remember I am your landlady, so pretend to be a little pleased with It anyhow, not to hurt my feelings. - ’ Jerry could not but smile at the “roominess" of which she bad so brave ly boasted. To flu* vision of her gen erous, Middle Western eyes, it was chokingly, crampingly small, a small ness overemphasized by Its gaudy cre- tonning in vivid orange and black. But Jerry said nothing at all of that, she only smiled, and assured her silver- intoning hostess that she knew she was going to be very happy In her new home. “Here Is your kltcTienette,’’ explained Mlml, opening n ddor in the rear. “Oil, I don’t want tu cook. 1 am going to study very bard. I shall take my meals out somewhere.” “Oh, you will not like going out for breakfast, 1 am suit*," protested Mimi. “No one goes out for breakfast! And surely you will want your luncheon In. and your tea! One eats so little. But of course, you shall do Just as you wish! But everj one prefers— But you needn’t take the room at all, you know. Miss Harmer, unless you like it.’’ “Oh, I do like it, and I have taken It already. And now that I think of It, I am sure you are right, and I shall very much prefer having my little breakfast In. TU get "an electric grill and a percolator, and then 1 can have parties, too.” “I shouldn’t wish you to take the room unless you like It,” said Mimi with her engaging frankness. “But A am glad you do like it. I need the money. 1 was quite ill lust year, and have hud no engagement for some months, and you know how we in the profession squander our salary when we are working!” She laughed ex- cusingly for that particular foible of the profession. "Theresa- and I have thlr house together. A maid comes In. every ir.crnlng to do the rooms. Walt till I call Theresa!" . \r..i she swept out to the hall way. and called, her voice ringing like the eadme^s of a tilting song, that MI*? Ilrurmer was here, and Theresa sbou'd come down. JctT.v thought she would like Theresa. :*he was tall and large, yet tbti< 1 sesi.dng taller, larger and thin;, ner m the presence of Mimi, who was shot Ik stature and appeared small, though with a suggestive roundness b*U> of face and figure. Theresa was dsrk, fa thorn ably intense, with a sort of subdued or repressed ferocity In (As tones of her voice, the deep llnse of her face, and in every fnlck, •are ntwemenL Jerry thoaght she M*m«d younger than Mlml, although mere quiet more reserved, much colder. She looked tired. There were dark circles beneath her eyes, lines of weariness In every feature. Smudges of paint showed upon her rumpled smock, and her nails were rough and ragged, obviously bit to the quick. She held out her hand, a large, thin, capable hand, stained with Ink and point and the smoke of countless cig arettes. Jerry’s met tt warmly. They smiled at each ether. *lt’s like Rhoda to dump you off in * ttrange dty and wash her bands of fou,” she eald, and the friendliness of her voice ns she spoke of Rhoda’s ado n suspicion of mm. "Sho Jn working wlckodly hallway. “You look a mesa," said Mimi dis contentedly, but still with musical res onance. “You ought to-be ashamed 6f yourself.” . “Oh, don’t bother roe! 'Tim-tfred as the deuce I” - ' “Why don’t you go to bed, Theresa? You’re such a fool to' slave so.' And ngth^g to cdpe of It, either. Fame— pouf, wliat’s fame? A bank account !■ the only way to Judge a talent P “Who's your date?” " “Phil Mills. Lie dow’n, Theresa. I’ll bring you a eup of tea. And for heaven’s sake, wash your hands. I was ashamed for her to see your finger nails. You’re certainly a jtness. Do He down a while, you look positively yellow.’* Their voices receded as Theresa drew herself wearily up the stairs, and Jerry, standing In the cfenter of her tiny new home, looked about her wKh quizzical, humorous C.Ves, and laughed. It was ridiculously small, ridiculously careful not tbs^tumble, It’s very dark, hut only fastened securely with addi tional pins, and scraped the paint from her skirt, she ran briskly on In the quick Jerky fashion that Jerry found so fascinating. "1 don’t usually work like this. Pm trying to get It finished—want It for an exhibition. I think It’s rather good. The devil of It is that I have to dig along—for a meal ticket—while I’m ti’yRig to turn out something decent at the sqme time. Heaven knows I eat little ehqugb—It shouldn’t bd hard to earn the kind of a living I usually live. Do you Ulifia Italian cooking? Or French? There'are a dozen nice little places within a tmtek or two. Oh, and there’s a wild llttle^ussian place— would you prefer that?' “Oh. any place at all. I shall love any of them, all of them for that mat ter—wherever you wish to go. x I’m really ashamed to take you away from your work, I know you are only stop ping to please me.” “Oh, I dare say It’s a very good thing. Come to think of It, haven't had a real dinner in heaven knows when. Pin sure Tm hnngry.” ?' '"I"' ■ ~ * ’ She drew a small modish hat snqjrty about her ears, swept a wave of dark ^ powder across her face, touched her I lips with a bit of rouge and said she was ready. As they made their way carefully down the dark and winding stairs. Minors silken voice drifted out to them from behind a closed door. I “Oh Vi< you had boy, I believe you're gaudy, ridiculously frugal In Its very tr ^£ to ,ov e_ro me!" flamboyance. The bathroom, was nn ' , Theresa laughed. Little fool, she more than a stuffy dark closet. The vaunted kitchenette was a shelf, a hole in the wall. “Oh, Prudence!“ laughed Jerry, thinking of Jter mother, sure she was happy, hut there were tears in her eyes. She set herself briskly to unpacking her small bag. folding things neatly away in the small drawers of the chif fonier. The two photographs in their handsome frames, Prudence and Jer- rold, she placed conspicuously on the dressing tahie. And then she sudden ly took up- the picture of her mother, and looked at* it intently, questionlngly, almost passionately. She shook her head at last with sharp impatience, and placed It opposite that of her fa ther once more. "I don’t get you. Prudence,’’ she said. In her intense moments, Jerry re ferred to her mother always us “Pru dence.” using the word not so much as a mime, but rather as a statement of said. “Come fn any time you like; day or night, you’ll get a dose of that from Mlml. She runs them In relays, like tjie six-day bicycle race. Lord knows where she gets them—there don’t seem so many men to spare.” | Theresa took her to a small, quiet, basement room, -where they had a gen erous, quiet, Italian dinner. They ate In silence. Theresa was hnngry. very tired, and Jerry was stirred and breathless. There were others In the dining room, mostly g<rN. smarflv , dressed, all thin, nil weary-eyed, all smoking. “Don’t yon know them?”- Jerry asked. “I thought every one knew every one else—In the Village.” “I don’t know anybody,” said Theresa. “1 used to b<> ’way up on the West side. T came down here to please Mlml. Bnt I like it.” The days that followed ware happy, dreamy, fascinating days for Jerry. Rhoda telephoned fo her twice, with profuse and lender apologies for her drudgery about art, a thing she had not before remotely suspected. Then, one afternoon, quite without warning, Rhoda La Faye ran In, caught her in both arms and kissed her a dozen times with fervent protestations of delight at seeing her. Rhoda was pale, with’ feverish Jpota of crimson burning In her cheegg. “Come, get your hat,” she said brightly. ’“11iave finished the picture. Devereaux says it is very good.” While she talked, she rummaged carelessly through the boxes apd draw ers of Jerry’s dressing-table, fishing out glovesifend hats and veils, hurrying Jerry, and almost at once they were running downstairs together, laughing, hand in hand. Jerry’s drooping spirits "Vere soaring to the sky once more. In striking contrast to the confusing untidiness of Theresa’s studio, Jerry found Rhoda's immaculate to the very point of spotlessness. "Oh, how tidy yon are!” she cried, .frankly amazed and bewildered by the apeckless orderliness of It. Rhoda laughed. ‘X)b, I. am a perfect old maid. I know It, everyone says so. How Theresa can find ber^asel in that messy place of bers, I can’t imagine. I couldn't work in such a chaos. I never pretend to touch a brush or a pencil until everything is apple-pie per fection. 'Coffee cup on the table, hair pin on the floor, handkerchief on the mantel—can’t do a thing, I get the willies right away. Look, Angel-face, do you like the picture?” She turned the easel about for Jerry to see the picture over which she had sweated her heart's blood. Jerry stood before It. awed, admiring. A carious thing it was, a narrow bit of city street, showing gray and grimy be tween high gray and grimy walls, with Just two bits of flaming color—an Inch of blue sky between two grays, and a scarlet geranium showim; bravely In a sixth-story window. , _ (TO BE CONTINUED ) i Hag’s Catarrh Medicine Those who are in a “run-down” cond!- .ioar wUl notice th^ Cataertt bothers them much more than when they are in «rpo<? health. This fact proves that white Catarrh la a local disease, it is greatly Influenced by constitutional conditions,. HALL*S CATARRH MEDICINF Combined Treatment, both local i tdrnal, and was been successful treatment of Catarrh for over all druggists. Toledo. DR. J. H. YARBOROUGH Veterinary Surgeon Office: Peoples Pharmacy, J)ay Phone 66 Night 82 •; * - . .. Denmark, - - - S. C. i f- ion ITCH! oner deck wiinoux .. HUNT’S GUARANTEED SKIN DISEASE REMEDIES (Hunt’a Salve end Soap), fail in the treatmedf bf Itch, Ecsema, Ringworm,Tetter or other iteh- inar akin diseases. Try thin treatment nt our risk. Mase & Deason Drug Store Barnwell, South Carolina. MONEY TO LOAN Loans made same day application received. No Red Tape HARLEY & BLATT. Attorneys-at-La BamwelL S. C. -Tuffs Pills- Enable Dyspeptics to eat whatever they wish. Cause food to assimilate. Nourish the body, give appetite. ENJOY FOOD KODAKERS! Send your films to us for develop ing Jind printing. One day service. Write for prices. Lollar’s Studio 1423 Main Street COLUMBIA SOUTH CAROLINA We sell Eastman Films - j. BOILER FLUES MILL CASTINGS AND SUPPLIES BELTING, PACKING AND LACING WOOD, mow AND STEEL Brine KNGINB RKPA1RS In anto for quick wort. LOMBARD IRON WORKS, AUGUSTA, G/L#) LONG TERM MONEY to LEND i! principle, a code of worship, a creed of an( l *he was coming to religion. When she said, as she did very often, “I do not get you, Pru dence,” she meant only that Prudence was a depth of philosophy she could not fathom. It irritated her. If Pru dence had been a scintlllatingly, bril liant, intellectual woman, Jerry felt she would not have minded her Ina bility to reach the innermost recesses of her mother’s thought. Prudence was no such thing. Jerry knew It. After her unpacking, sweetened and refreshed with a perfumed bath In her tiny tub, she ran up, the dark stairway to the third floor, • turned back and tapped softly upon the door. ’ “Oh, d—n!” she heard, muttered fiercely, from within the room. -And then apologetically Theresa called, “J spilled the Ink ! Come in. Miss Har- JTier, I can’t get up for a minute. The place is a mess. I’ve Just had a scrap with Mimi, and I’nv a wreck! She wanted to clean up before you came, and l wouHn’t let her, and we are both furious.” , Theresa was down on Iter knees briskly mopping up the Ink with a fresh towel. Jerry stood in the door way, and looked about the room with eager girlish Interest. If her' Studio downstairs appeared small to her, this one she thought quite unendurably so. see her right away. But she did not come. Jerry spent a great-deal of. time with Theresa, but Theresa was always working, always tired to distraction. Mlml. although she continued as warm ly affable and friendly as. at first, had little time or Inclination for pretty young students of art beneath her roof. She slept until noon every day, had callers to tea every afternoon, and went out with some one every night In the w eek. _ Jerry made proper arrangements for her lessons, and was enrolled In one of the beginners’ classes of Graves Mc Dowell, who, having previously ac quired a reputation, was now eking out a hard existence by Instilling the rudi ments of his profession Into young as pirants. Jerry attended his classes with a nice - regularity and prompti tude, and patiently did her utmost to follow Ms instructions. He told her kindly that she was doing very well Indeed, let her come and go as ahe liked, and paid as little attention to her as possible. 6 per cent, interest on large amounts. Private funds for small loans. k. BROWN & BUSH LAWYERS J BARNWELL. SOUTH CAROLINA. She bought an easel of the moat elaborate design and arranged It pret tily in her small studio, where It quite overshadowed the modest, plaything hits of furniture already there. And she patated a little every afternoon. There was no rug on the floor, nor cur—pleasantly, comfortably, complacently, tain at the window. The conch was a w !thout any of the hectic excitement tumbled mass of blankets and wrinkled • throbbed about her. sheets with a box of - paints and half Even with all that, she seemed to a dozen magazines thrown upon 1L have a great deal of time at her dh- The teacup was on the floor, its con- po**!- 9® fiHh day of her cslen- tents untasted. And there was s big ^* r desolation, she telephoned to her “Say It With Flowers CLOUD’S GREEN HOUSES “Augusta’s Largest Green Houses” Prompt Service Day and Night 1 Block North of Children's Hospital * 1423 Estes St. - Phone 3314 r Augusta, Ga. BEST PHARMACY, Agents, Barnwell easel turned to catch the best light Theresa, Just getting to her feet again, looked with amused oyes upon Jerry's frank Inspection, i “Do—do you—f At night after the evening meet ia the ’’Wright hour”. Then read aloud to the family mWT Harold Bell yVright’s latest and beat atory/’A Son of Hia Father. Several hundred thousand fam ilies are doing this within a week after pu Wit at ion. Be one of them. £>.00 a copy '* t ' 'll" til I'Jf'l Advertise in The ‘People-Sentinel. Aunt Connie’s residence in Englewood, hoping to thrill the household with the nows, of her presence, and Joyously an ticipating a merry week-end In the lovely suburb with a tender a tint, a friendly uncle, and two frolicsome young cousins. She was greeted with the cold information that the entire family had gone to Eqrope on a hasty business trip, and the maid left In charge pf the house did not know when they planned to return. Jerry feft quite saddened and abused. She was sorry ahe had not sent word in ad vance of, her coming. She was sure Aunt Connie would have waited for her, would have postponed any kind of a business trip to Europe for the sake of tMtag an oasts in the for “Pmdonee’s baby.” Left entirely tfi U«r own L,- LflUC TE1 lie TO LI • , ■ _. . * Farm Loans 6 per cent, large amounts. Town prop erty in Barnwell, residential and business, 7 per cent Loans procured promptly at lowest cost Allendale, Bamberg and Barnwell Counties. . -> THOMAS M. BOULWARE Attorney*at-law Barnwell, S. C. HALL & COLE, INC. ESTABLISHED 1848. COMMISSION MERCHANTS -:- FRUITS AND VEGETABLES Special Attention Given Atparag Shipments. i 94-102 Faneuil Hall Market BOSTON, MASS.