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TENTH INSTALMENT Fresh from a French convent, Jocelyn Harlowe returns to New York to her socially-elect mother, a religious, axpbitious woman. The girl is hurried, into an engagement with the wealthy Felix Kent. Her father, Nick Sandal, surreptiously enters the girl's home one night. He tells her he used to call her Lynda Sandal. The girl is torn by her desire to see life in the raw and to become part of her mo ther’s society. Her father studies her surroundings. Lynda visits her father in his dingy quarters. She finds four men playing cards when she arrives. One of them, Jock Ayleward, her father tells her, is like a son to him, but warns the girl he is a trifler. Lynda pays a second visit to her father and Jock takes her home, on the way stopping with her at an underworld cabaret. Jock tells Lynda that Felix caus ed him to be sent to jail unjustly by fixing up his report on a mine. Felix tells Jocelyn that Jock is a worthless scamp. Later Lynda tells Jock she does not believe in his in nocence but will try and find, through Felix, soma letters Jock claims will clear his name. Marcella finds her jewels stolen and hires a private detective, who uncovers the mysterious prowlings of Lynda, without knowing who she is. Lynda suspects her father. Jocelyn decides to marry Felix quickly and preparations are made for the wedding. She asks him to tell her the combination of his safe, as a mark of his confidence in her. Armed with the combination and accompanied by Jock, Lynda enters Felix's office at night, abstracts the wanted papers from the safe and throws them down to Jock, who is waiting below. Then she is captur ed by the janitor and turned over to the police. Felix learns the next morning, in Washington, that a “boy” had broken into his safe. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY her friends and she’s had her les son. What name did she give you?” “First Jimmie Grant and then Lynda May.” “Well, of course neither is her real name. I want to hush this up and withdraw the charge and take her home with me now. The poor kid is all in.' She fainted.” “About them papers, Mr. Kent?” Kent’s laughter was difficult but it still came, a short hard laughter. “That’s all right. I’ll get them back. The little devil wanted to give me a scare. When I lay hands on the boy that helped her—” His fist on the the desk top whit ened. The police officer who look ed down at it whistled. “Well, what do r have to do to get this child out of jug and to keep the whole silly business quiet?” Cracken, with some unwilling ness, explained what might be done. There was of course no ac cuser but Mr. Kent, the robbed man, himself. If he withdrew the charge the young lady might walk out, provided . . . The proviso being cared for, Felix returned to the locked room and found Jocelyn sitting dazedly against the wall, her head dropped forward on her knees. She seemed a mere limp bundle of old clothes. He helped her up and, getting her hat, pulled it down, over her eyes and so, shielding her from amused and pitying observation, he half- carried and half-dragged her out to his waiting limousine. As they moved silently up the her to death. “Give me his ad dress. I’ll get him.” But that she steadfastly refused to do. At last they reached her moth er’s home. Quickly and as noiselessly as pos sible Felix took Jocelyn through the outer room and down the pass age and thrust her in at her own bedroom door. “Get hito your own clothes; be quick,” he commanded and managed to close her in and to be back in the front room by the time Marcella, with Mary at her heels, came into it herself. Marcella was lined, livid, sick. He told where he had found Jocelyn. “Felix, tell me—do you think that she knows anything about . . ” Marcella’s voice had an almost sin uous furtiveness as she looked about and behind her, then at him, “about my—jew’els?” Felix was startled for an instant away from his own biting preoccu pation. He looked at the silver cross on Marcella’s flat breast. She placed her thin hands over it. “No. No my jewels.” “I didn’t know—” “Of course. I forgot you were not to be told. I have had some jewels . . . here, hidden. They are not mine. They are a trust. They’ve been stolen. I have a detective tracing them. You mustn’t say a word," she excitedly told him. Jocelyn stood and looked at the clothing on her bed and the blood in her body moved, strong and free. There lay the outer semblance of Nick’s daughter, Lynda Sandal, and He laughed grinily to cover his furious astonishmeift, his growing fright. She seemed to him a changeling. “Do you know what you’ve done? Do you even begin to know what you are up against? You, Jocelyn Harlowe, have been caught in the act of house-breaking and theft. You are in the hands of the law. Do you know anything about its pow- ery* “More than I did,” quoth Lynda with Nick’s cool irony. ( Her master’s spirit winced and hardened. “You know very litle as yet. Lis ten to me, Jocelyn, and don’t dare to defy me. It is my generosity alone that can get you out of this ugly, this horrible fix. Do you want to go to prison? State’s pris on? There are still prisons, believe me, where insolent women prison ers are flogged. Tied up and flog ged.” “You’ve sent other people to prison,” cried Lynda, “people very much less guilty than I am.” His narrowed icy eyes probed her wide ones. Her face was like a pale lamp; his, like a blue silver of steel. They glowed and glittered at each other for an instant silently. “Whom have you in your mind? What secret influence has been at work in your life? What has led you to deceive me, Jocelyn? To de ceive your mother? Do you remem ber that we are to be married to morrow at noon?” She-shook her head and moisten ed her lips, trying to say “No.” “Yes. Nothing you can possibly do or say can prevent you now from becoming my wife tomorrow. I’ll take you out of this and carry you home and when you’ve told me the truth of your ugly and wicked escapade, you can wash yourself and burn these horrible clothes. Where in heaven’s name did you get them? And get some sleep and then you will put on your wed ding dress and come to St. Peter’s *nd. . . after you are Mrs. Felix Kent • • • He paused. Her brave wide eyes bad filled- “After you are my wife,” he said and then with a cry he gathered her up into his arms and carried her about the room, kissing her wildly, ruthlessly, at his will, until she went limp and her head drop ped back. Then Felix laid her down on the floor and as soon as her eyelids fluttered he went out, looking the mopping his bitten lip to the desk, here, Cracken," he said, ’t at all the sort of case it , The girl is one of these itantes. She’s been put up sort of prank by some of city’s crowded avenues Felix pres ently remembered the conversation that took place as they drove fast seaward with the wind in their eyes. At the end of a careful re construction of this conversation he spoke and looked down at her white cramped face. “U-hum . . . the Rappel parson’s son . . . Jock Ayleward. Felix leaned back. “Where and how did you meet him?” he asked quietly. She said, “I met him in my father’s rooms.” “Your—father’s?” “Nick Sandal. He is in this city. He came one night to see me in the apartment.” But if Felix, if her mother, must know that Nick had visited her—what about the jewels? “How long ago was that?” Her eyes, deeply remorseful,' deeply miserable, sought his. “Just after our engagement was announced. He saw it in the pa pers.” Her eyes filled and overflowed silently. “I love Nick, Felix.” “You’ve been seeing your father often?” “I’ve been to see him at night. I would climb down the fire escape from my bedroom window.” Felix stopped her with a des pairing gesture and, bending for ward, put his hands over his eyes. From this position he demanded in a smothered voice, “You met Jock Ayleward in your father’s room?” ""“Yes, I did not like him. I did not believe in him. I believed in you.” “Now,” he said, breathing hard and speaking through his- teeth, “you will give me the whereabouts of this gentleman whom you did not believe nor like nor trust but for whose sake you made a spec tacle of yourself in the New York streets at night, and lied and dress ed like a man and stole and would ruin me.” He shook her fiercely as though he would have shaken she began to know that it was not only the outer semblance that had returned. It was Lynda Sandal’s self that stood there looking down at Lynda Sandal’s quaint attire. The night’s work with ail the ad venture and the pain and the wild furtive delight that had led her surely to it had killed, in spite of her own contrary intention, not Lynda Sandal but Joelyn Harlowe. The convent girl, Marcella’s prison er, the young lady bride of Felix Kent, had gone. Forever. Now lived and breathed a woman of strong will and vivid passion, with courage to face and to find, with the bitter courage for truth and for reality. A woman who loved Jock Ayleward, no other man; who would go to him through any barrier, to stand if she must at his dishonored side. Rapidly and surely she got her self into the queer little symbolic costume and even ran her fingers through her hair. She meant to show Marcella and Felix a changed character. She went into the living-room and stood there facing Felix Kent. “Now,” she announced clearly and even with pity for him in her cool voice and eyes, “I will tell you everything Felix. I am not afraid of you any more at all.” Felix after a long staring look said, “Who in heaven’s name are you pretending to be now?” “This is the costume of a silly truant, Felix, romantic enough to enjoy a dangerous make-believe. I’ll not wear it again. But I did want to force you to see me like this. Because I felt that if you once could see me as I really am . . . and Felix I much more wanted to—to possess—” “You say things!” “Because I knew that if I looked and spoke the real things of my nature you would never want me for your wife.” “I want you for my wife,” he said doggedly and with a sudden Expenditures For School Purposes * • LIST OF CLAIMS APPROVED BY THE COUNTY SUPERINTENDENT OF EDUCATION FOR THE MONTH OF DECEMBER, 1931 WILLINGTON SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 2 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12— 7—64—Annie Lou Lankford, salary $ 105.00 . fuel, insurance, fixtures, etc. : 51.20 12—22—82—Annie Lou Lankford, Salary and Inc. 105.60 TOTAL $ 261.80 McCORMICK SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 4 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 2—18—71—H. H. Shiflet, Supt., Salaries $ 1,692.88 12—18—72—H. H. Shiflet, Salary * 222.22 12—19—73—J. O. Patterson, Clerk, Water and Lights 13.87 12—29—84—T. J. Price, Treas. Interest on Bonds 902.25 ANY BABY W E can never be sure just whai makes an infant restless, bul the remedy can always be the same. Good old'Castoria! There’s comfort in every drop of this pure vegetable prep aration, and not the slightest harm m its frequent use.'As often as Baby has a fretful spell, is feverish, or cries and can’t sleep, let Castoria soothe and quiet him. Sometimes^ it’s a touch of colic. Some times constipation. Or diarrhea — a condition that should always be checked without delay. Just keep Castoria handy and give it promptly. Relief will follow very promptly; if it doesn’t you should call a physician. 9 dark flush. “I’ll not let you go down into the streets—or into the mud. I’ll save you in spite of your madness and your wickedness. And now, to begin saving you, tell me what you know and let’s get on with the search for uny papers. I take it that you understand what use this man could make of them to ruin me.”' “I love that man. I want him to clear himself even if it must be at the price of your ruin, Felix.” Felix, very still and grim and white, came up to her. “You choose me for your enemy then? People who have had the courage or the folly to do that have always regretted it. Always. I am warning you. I have seen men kneel and cry—” ' “Yes. I have been knelt to, as your prototype. I won’t kneel nor cry to you, Felix. What are you going to do?” “First,” he said. “I’ll take you back to the police station and hand you over to the tender methods they use there for getting informa tion. You know what that means?” “Yes, But—”' They both looked about and clos ed their lips. Marcella came into the room. She started toward Lynda with a quick cry of relief, then checked herself, staring. “It isn’t Jocelyn. Tell me—” She stood looking from Kent to the tall strange girl. All at once her face deeply colored. She clenched her hands and moved them curiously up and down. She ran over to the door that led back into the apart ment and locked it, still with her scared eyes upon Lynda; then she gestured to Kent to repeat this ac tion with the glass doors. “Look out. Be careful. Don’t let her get away,” she whispered. “This is the woman. This must be the woman Catring described. You know—the woman who was seen going in and out . . . the woman who took the jewels!” Felix’s brain worked with light ning swiftness. (CONTINUED NEXT WEEK) 9 x Com Contest Winners Produce Large Yields CLEMSON COLLEGE, Feb. 12.— State winners in the South Caro lina five-acre corn contest conduct ed by the Extension Service in 1931 are F. H. Clinkscales, Clemson College; Paul Smith, Madison; William Lykes, Jr., Columbia, ac cording to announcement of S. L. Jeffords, extension agronomist in charge of the contest. These state winners by virtue of the highest yields are awarded a special certi ficate in addition to the cash prizes they won in their respective dis tricts. For the contest the state was div ided into Savannah Valley, Pee Dee, and Piedmont districts, the Pied mont area having two classes— Upland and Bottom Land. Prize money, donated to the Extension Service for the encouragement of larger and more economic yields of corn, ranged from $25 to $175. Be low are the prize winners and their TOTAL $,2,831.22 BUFFALO SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 5 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12—19—74—J. C. Talbert, Gas and Oil $ 12.50 12—19—81—Lottie Mims, Salary 12.50 TOTAL $ 25.00 * BELLVUE SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 6 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12— 8—65—J. W. Morrah, Jr., Salary $ 10.00 ROBINSON SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 14 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12—12—67—Mary F. Remsen, Salary $ 100.00 12—19—77—Mary F. Remsen, Salary 100.00 TOTAL $ 200.00 DORNVILLE SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 15 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE / AMOUNT 12—19—76—Jessie Boyd, Salary $ 45.00 BETHANY SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 16 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT - 12—19—75—Essie B. Seigler, Salary $ 100.00 H1BLER SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 18 • CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT ' v 12—12—68—T. W. Moore, Repairs $ 2.40 12—19—78—Mrs. J. W. Hipp, Salary 110.00 12—19—79—Mrs. J. W. Hipp, Salary 34.00 TOTAL __$ 146.40 PLUM BRANCH SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 24 CLAIM ' DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12— 7—63—G. L. Taylor, Salaries $ 533.75 12—23—83—T. J. Price, Treas., Interest bn Bonds : 721A0 12—30—85—L. E. Martin, Salary 55.00 12—30—86—Strom Culbreath, Salary 40.00 12—30—88—Luella Monroe, Salary 52.50 12—30—89—J. M. R. Coleman, Salary 20.00 12—30—90—Hattie L. Adams, Salary 45.00 12—30—91—J. W. Bracknell & Son, Gas, Oil and Repairs 251.88 TOTAL $ 1,719.93 WASHINGTON SCHOOL DISTRICT NO. 25 CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12—12—70—J. A. Hamilton, Payment on Loan $ 194.61 COUNTY BOARD FUND CLAIM DATE NO. PAYEE PURPOSE AMOUNT 12— 8—66—T. J. Price, Treas., Payment on Note $ 3,000.00 12—19—80—Mozelle A. T. Narcisse, Salary 35.00 TOTAL 2 $ 3,035.00 STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, - , COUNTY OF McCORMICK. Personally appeared before me, W. H. Parks, County Superintendent of Education and made oath in due form of law that the above is a true and correct account of the expenditures of the Superintendent of Education’s office to date. W. H. PARKS, County Superintendent of Education. Subscribed and sworn to before me v this 16th day of February, 1932. J. O. PATTERSON, Notary Public, S. C. , Experience Service Facilities Those are the important things in measuring the worth of a funeral director, and should be borne in mind when you have occasion to choose one DISTANCE IS NO HINDRANCE TO OUR SERVICE and there is n« additional charge for service out of town J. S. STROM Main Street McCormick, S. C. yields in total bushels on five acres. Piedmont District—Upland J. W. Kelly, Pelzer, 492.2 bushels. J. M. Shealey, Newberry, 422.8 bushels. Z. W. Dennis, Newberry, 379.6 bushels. Piedmont District—Bottom Land Frank H. Clinkscales, Clemson College, 646.7 bushels. Paul Smith, Madison, 625.15 bushels. R. C. Jeter, Union, 548.05 bushels. Pee Dee District L. D. Suggs, Jr., Loris, 578.0 bush els. O. W. Fletcher, McColl, 476.35 bushels. J. T. Brogdon, Manning, 474.55 bushels. C. W. Josey, St. Charles, 446.65 bushels. W. P. McGuirt, Camden, 435.6 bushels. Savannah Valley District William Lykes, Jr., Lykesland, 589.5 bushels. H. H. Coleman, Switzerland, 450.- 15 bushels. C. H. Evans, Frogmore, 432.25 bushels. W. S. Stroman, Cameron, 424.3 bushels. B. H. Washington (colored), Frogmore, 419.15 busels. XXI A weather station on wheels in other words, a truck equipped with radio and weather reporting equip ment, is proving valuable in fight ing forest fires in the west.