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The ORIOLE By BOOTH TARKINGTON Illustrations by Irwin Myer Copyright, 1921 by the Doll Syndicato, Inc. (Continued from Ist page, this section) "I cert'iy won't I" her hostess promised, mid, turning Inhospitabhly 'tq the two callers, "'itt on earth YOU want 'round here?" she inqtuired. lierlert chivitirously took the duty of response upon blinself. "Look here; th1 Is Is my own itl ii and incle's y ird, Isn't it ? If I wanit to coiie In It, I got a i-rftect right to." "I soiild say No," his pirner said 'warll1y. "Why, of (ourse !" thle co4rdh1l 'atty atgreed. "\\e ean play some nice Sn day gaiiies. or soiietlinlg. Let's sit oil tie litmr0h Steps 111111 think whalt to do." "I just as s," 'itidi 1Inry ]tooter. "I git iotlhiln' p'ticulir to do." "I haven't, either," Saidl lIer-hert. Thereuipon. Patty slit betweven theirn onl the steps. "p Is s per-tickly granld !" she cried. Torne on1, Flor ence, iiren't you going to sit down wIth Jill tle rest of us "W.1 . pray kindly e(xli'e Tme! s'1h41l .iss A witer; : n :11i sit added that slie wubll ineither sit otn the sumir st ls wit Iverhert Atwiiter and liiry IetOter. 1or, oven if they on treated her with nemayn eu flee- ions, wot ulIld sli0 hae \14' an yt hi ig else whatevr to do w\It Ii t hien. She with drvew to the raniling of te porch liat a point f rt lwet fro om t h e st ep's, and, senlted there, swiuni one fo'ot rhythinde ally iand( sang hymns in it at on'Cei plainiive and inimiei). It wis not lost upon her, however, that her witldrawaln i ha ( littlt de it Was Not Lost Upon Her, However, That Her WithdrawaL Had Little Depressing Effect Upon Her Guests. pressing effect upon her guests. '1lThey ehat.ttertd gnaily andtiIPatly dievised, or refinembert'ied, hiarmiless little gamtes wich ''ouild he played by a few pec le as wvell as bty manny ;iw an lie thiree' 2n :c iimade tio merrfiy that.l biefore lL. Ilirtenie wats u iii to avvOi( te un're:sion that, wvhelter slht liked 'it hur.no t, he iwas giving quilte at par'y At times0: Ithe noted eyes of Atwater & itoiter' were gentled o'er with the soit -<a of enchatmiient, e specla Ily whenii 'alty feltI cnlled upon to reprIlove liihe t wo wit hi little coqulet ris of sinlin :nd pui'les. Notedi for her'i spright 11 iiees, shie wits neve' 'sprighitIler; her 4fretty Iangfti'-ar tooted cotinuou101sly I ld the tgentleme~n nCCOmpii ediitc with diatI ig souinds so repulsIve to FlIorene I lnt withlout being netIvely 'onsi5COlts of what she dId, she embhodled the lphrnt1'. "perfectly s'lekenlng" in the hym'n she was croonIng, andI repented it over'? and over to the aIr of "Rlock ef' Agws." "~in ( tell you what let's play," fthe versa5itile Patty rposed, after ex hiustlig the pleasures of "Geog' rnp? ' N" and other tests of Iitele . 's play 'Truth,' WVe'Il eachl a- iape I an tzd a pencll, and then ca' ii of us asks the other 0one some11 r-t lan. and we haf to wrIte down tie answer and sign your name and fold It up so nobody can see it ex cedt that one, aid we liat to keep it a se'cret andit neve' tell as long as we live." "All right," snId Henry Rooter. "I'll bie the one to ask you a question, Patty." \ "No," I herhert saId promptly. "I fught to he the one1 to ask Patty." "Why ouighit you ?" Henry demanded. Thy~ oiught you ?" Litn! Patty cried, "I know the \ we'll do. I'll ask each of you a n-ehat to whisper it-and on of ou'ln na lmaon. and! then we'll wrlie It. That'll he simply grund !" she clapped her hands ; then checked herself. "Oh, I guess we can't, either. We haven't got any pa per ned penells unless-" Here she seemed to recall her hostess. "Oh, Florrh-. en'21! R)tin'in the house and get us Smile pp n1111l ponells." Florence gank n1 sin other than to iicrease the loudness or her voee as she sang. "I'erf'ly slek'n1in1g, clef' for tue, let me perf'Iy sick-kin-ning !" "We got plelity," sal 1Herbert, as he and lenry produced penells and their professional notehooks, and sup 9pld their fair friend and themselves with material for "Trulh." "Come onl, l'atty, whisper te whatever you went to." "No; I ought to have her whisper tie first." Iienry Rooter objected. "I'll write the answer to aly question; I don't enre what it's about." "Well. It's got to he the truth, you know," l'atty warned them. "We all haf to write down just exn(ekly the truth (n 01ur word of honor mnd sign 41111 n111114. IProillise?" "All right," said l'atty. "Now I'll whisper Ilenry a question first, and then you enn1 whisper yours to me first. Ilerhewrt." This seeied to fill all needs happily, mind th whisperin antid writing began, and continued with n (zines(' little to tihl last' of Ohe plously singing Flo'relice. She alteIred aill previous oplions of her friel l'atty. 111 when the t1111or fina-elly closed tile session on2 the Slops anl announced that she mu11st I"( hfill, thehotess declinled Io nerorTI1panhly her into tle lhouse to help her finid where she had left her lit no wrap. "I haven't the le:st 1(4.:l where I tookc 'eni off." Patty (lahired in fihe airb-s-t nmnnliler. "If you11 wo ' voline with 1411o. Florri'. s'poj)4 . yIII Just ('1nli lin the' front In r a1tiu1 tell your mt) her o ::t 'I e m I for t e." 'i441I. Ie' ' \ - :o (milwwl re Ili t here. sz:2bi Fl1orence (oldly, not eensing to .vihg her foot mnd n(ot turnlg.. her br4i. "You e:n fin 'em by yourself. 1 orns m , t rl . .1 y(21 n ' I'M'll'have mur m11:0 thr w. '(m.uI in th yard, or oo p'ntl m rrw. "WIll. thank0 yim! ''i Fairehild rej ned, s:4 s111 'nter l t the holus'. Thl1\\ two 1hoys stIood watn, having it mirt1d to go witlh PlatAy as filr. as he' own g:!te. "T a's a pretty wny t44 to (('l4 iany!'" Ilerbert ad 1<'r.sd huis 'tusin with1 heavily ma~lrked4 severity. "N'x tIim' you do anything like that 1 maricil straight in the !m'o mid iniform your mother of the fnet.'' Fh:rellee still swIng her foot and loolked (ire4amilllily awly. She sag, to the 1r11 of "Iock of Ages": "lienlry. It1oter-I1(erhert, too-they mak111e 1m. slck---tIat's what tlIey do!" lowever. they were only too well Pirepared with their annihilating re "Oh, Say not so ! Florence, say not so! Fiornee, say not so!" They even ment this same odlous 'refrain .back to her from the street, as they departed with their lovely companiion ; and. so tenuous is feminine loyalty, "omneties, under these stresses. Miss Fairchild mingled her - so!, ' /n n t " ! "S y NotnSo satoreaelyh down tho ote tbountifly i hoierene byl~'I) theth ther cht andi even ad ea.I g dtnet tey Saydrs aot int ~leris, wih, saynot Tbeyu yentlowihovaly plwn ther saot ))1o1Iul exrsins(wre sll b thng Nowl a n'~other brehe uiled theI airh anth haefun thre betacae they dstIcntihhe to mahe hemsflautumn tousk.le looincg btoped overin ther soutlders, t ringsd, adwnt ma-o-o xy(in theirse fAces heei s there force wer marentoug awacoerto rialnt2o herpresent~l career tll ~itg :risv uto a nthrveion brez hledte 1er intothe and10 motherte litbray courageil thi(:1 piler Sunday aftei'noon entertaninnent for m1an aind wife. "Sit (lown and rest awhile," said her mother. "I'ma afraid you play too hard when Patty and the boys are here. l)o sit down quietly and rest yourself a little while." And as Flor ence obeyed, 'Mrs. Atwater turned to her husband, resuming, "Well that's what I said. I told Aunt Carrie I thought the same way about it that you did. Of course, nobody ever knows What Julia's going to do next, and nobody leeds to be surprised at any thing she does (10. Ever since she' e'ine home from school about four fifths of all the young men in town have been wild about het-and so's every old bachelor, for the matter of that !" "Yes," Mr. Atwater added. "Every old widower, too." Ils wife warinly accepted the aniendment. "And every old widower, too," she said. nodnlng, "Rather! And of course Julla's done exattly as she pleased about everything, anl1d natural ly she's going to (1o as she pleases about this." "Well. of course, it is hier own af fair, Mollie," Ir. Atwater said, mildly, "She couidn't he expected to consIlt the whiole Atwater family conntection before-" "Oh, no," sh. igreed, "I don't say she could. Still it is rathlier upset tlng, coming so suddenly like this, wheni not on)e of the falily have ever seein liin--never even heard his very 1m111e before." "Well, that )at of it Isn't espe elaIlly strange, MoIllhe-vhen 1he w horn and brought up in a town) three huindred milles froim here. I don't see just lowv' we could han i1 heard his inie-unle;s lie visited here, or got into the pallers in sollie Nway." Mrs. Atwater -evieI itiwiling to ield 11 inysterllis. lit. She rocked <leroulilsly in her chair, shook hier hend, anid after setling lier' lips rigid ly, opened thei to Insist that she could never chaniiige ler iiind: .11111a had notled very abhrulptly. "Why couldn'lt sie have let her poor fat her know, at least a few 41hiys before she dill?" 'Mr. Atwater sighed. "Why, she ex plails iII her It'ter hat she. only knew it, herself, an houri))' before she wro(teI." "1er poor father !" Iis wife'repeat ed coZinilserntf bigly. "Why, 'Mollie, I don't see that fath er's espia'ifllly to be pitkld." "D.)on't , yui?" siild Mrs. Atwater. "lhat old umn, to have to live in that big ho41use all alone, except a fewl ne gro servants?" "Why, no ! About half the houses in the neIghborhood, up and down the street, are fully occupied by close rein tives of his ; I doubt it he'll be really as lonely as he'd like to be. And he's often suld he'd give a great deal if Julia had been a plain. unpopular girl. I'm strongly of the opinion, myself, that he'll be pleased about this. Of course it maity upset him) a little, just at first." "Yes; I think it will !" Mrs. At water shook her head, forebodingly. "And he isn't the only one it's going to upset." 'o, lie isn't," ier husband admit ted, seriously. "That's always been the trouble with Julia ; she never could bear to seem disappointing; and so, of course, I suppo.e every' one of 'eim had a special idea tMat h was really about the top of the list with her." "Every last one of 'ema was positive of It," said M1rs. Atwater. "That was JTulia's wvay with 'em! " "Yes, JIulia's always been michi too kind-hearted tforl oilier peopile's good !" Thus Air I. Atwalter summl~ed upl-andI he was thiJs JTulla's brother'. Additioni ailly, since he' was the older, he had knoiwn heri since hier bith . '"If you ask me,"' said Is wife, "'I'll really lie surpriised if it all1 goes thiromirh wI ihout a sui(le." AXtwatfer pr'otesteid. '"I'm glad it's a dry state,. though ! Shie failed to fathom his simple "W~ell, some1 of 'emi milght fe'el that despieratIe at least.'' heI e'xlhlined)1. "'rib'' I tltitin's a1 stifeguard for'd the 'lis Thliis- thras and5' ul a pre'(vlous one tired Ii' rencill, whon had11 been sittflag qietly,, accordi'miing to r'eqpilst , andm ''restinag'' uit nod rest inrg hieri enr!i ,isity. "Wh'lo's disappindted' in love, tia ? " shie nllquIred wv i an e'xploM! v" ''agerness whiclh sIilihtly sitar'tled her plreorrupiliert panrents. ''What is all thIiis about Aunt .Tlinl, amnd Grn'ndpa goin' to Ilyve alone', aind people commiiiit ting fbi ng? Whlat is alli his, nimaa?" "Nothling, Florence." "Nothiing ! That's what you always say about ith1 very most literesting tlugs thait happen In the whole flam lly ! What i.s nil thIs, papa)1 ?"' "it's no11tig that would bie Iiter exting to little girls, Florence. Mfere ly somie f4mily matters." ".\;; ,,odnhless I" F'lor'ence exclaimed, "I'mi not a 'little gIrl' any more. papta I rou're always foigetting mny auge I And if it's- a famaily matter' I belong to the famity, I guess, about as mulich as any body else, dlon't I? Grandlpa himiself isn't any imore one of the famally thahh I ama. I doni't care howv old he is I" This was unde'niable, and her father laughed. "It's r'eauly nothing you'd caire about one way or the other," lie "WVell, I'd care about it if it's a sO cret," FIorentce insIsted. "If it's 'a se cret I'd want to knowv it whatever it's Iabout." "Oh, it ian't a secret, particilarly, I suppose. At least, it's nfot to be miadle public for a time ; it's only to be known in tile faily." "Well, didn't I just prove I'm as much one o' the famally as8-" "N'r m.,inr1 " hia'fathier snidsooanth. Ingly. "'I dor't suppose there% 'any harm in your knowing it-if you won't go telling everybody. Your aunt Julia has just written us that she's en gaged." Mrs. Atwater uttered an exclama tion, but she was too late to check him. "What's the matter?" he asked. "I'i afraid you oughtn't to have told Florence. She Isn't just the most discreet-" "Pshaw I" he laughed. "She certain ly is one of-the fanily, however, and Julia wrote that all of the family might be told. You'll not speak of It outside the famitly, will you, Flor ence?" But Florence was not yet able tc speak of it, even Inside the fanily so surprising, sonetimes, aire parents theories of what will 'not inteirest their children. She sat staring, het mouth open, her throat closed ; an(] til the uncertain Illumination of the roon: these symiptoms of her emotional con. ditlon went unobserved. "I ,ay yol won't speak of Julla's engaIeVe'nt outside the faintly, will you. Fl'orene?"' " e gasped. "Did Aunt Julin write s!e was engaged?" "oget manrrledl?"' "It wild seem so." "''o who?" "'To whom,' Florence," lier tinothei stirlted prilmly. " ama !'' the daughter eried. "Who's Aunt Julia ngaged to get iarried to? Noble Dill? "Gool gracious, not" M'rs. Atwatet exclailied. "What an abstird Idea It's to a young mnn 1 11 t itlace she' visiting-n strianger to ill of us. Julla only met him1n a few weeks ago." Hlere she forgot Florenee, and tuirned again to her husband, wearing hler' former expresiui of experienced foreboding "It's just as I said. It's exactly lilk Julia to do such a reckless thing !' "Bult we donl't know anything at all abouit the young man," he remon strated. "I low do you even know he'a young?!" Mrs. Atwater asked crisply "All in the world she said about hin was that lie's a lawyer. Ile may h< a widower, for all we know, or di vorced, with seven or eIght clildren.' "O0h, no, MollIe !" "Why, he might 1" she insisted. " Foi all we know, he may he a widower foi the third or fourth time, or divorced with any number of t'hildren. If such a person proposed to Julla, you knov% yourself she'd hate to be disappoint Ing'" (To be continued.) 666 Is a prescription for Colds. Feve and Lalrippe. It's tl(e most speed remedy we know. To Stop a Cough Quick take HAYES' HEALING HONEY, i cough medicine which stops the cough b healing the Inflamed and irritated tissues A box of GROVE'S O-PEN-TRATI SALVE for Chest Colds, Head Colds an Group is enclosed with every bottle o HAYES' HEALING HONEY. The salvo should be rubbed on the chest and throa of children suffering from a Cold or Croup The healing effect of Hayes' Healing Honey in side the throat combined with the pealilg effect c Grove's 0-Pen-Trate Salve thronan the pores c the skin soon stops a cough. Both remedies are packed In one carton and th cost of the combined treatment 1s 380. 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