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m* ■^Thursday, March 1 MESSENGER, McCORMICK, SOUTH CAROLINA TB KATtlARINf Nt^VLIN BUfiT © HWI CBOWEU. PUftUSMtNa COMPANY FINAL INSTALMENT ‘TBut you?”, •“They thought that we had quar- Startled she saw that it was al ready nine, that Nick was very late. She began to be alarmed. Pas sengers were supposed to be aboard veted over the swag. Lord, how by ten. they tore my house to pieces look ing for them. It’s a wonder you weren’t flayed in the search. Lord knows where ‘Celia kept them. But the policy couldn’t pin anything on me. For lack of evidence I wasn’t tried for theft as well as for mur- ■der." “And she didn’t tell? I mean at the trial she didn’t try to help you toy telling the truth?” “She didn’t speak at* the trial or afterward,” he said. ‘‘But you must^ remember that I had killed her lov- 3T.” She ’phoned the desk but was told that there had been no call. She had hardly hung up the re ceiver when shrilly the mechanism rang. She knew Fuji’s queer lit tle voice: •‘This Miss Har-lo?” "Yes.” "Please. Lady come see Mis-tair Sandal. He say. Velly sud-den Nick Sandal, his hands still tied be hind his back. His mouth was gagged. With some contortion, some hideous effort, he had burst free from his temporary prison, had thrown his body down in front of Lynda, knocking her over, taking her death to his own heart. She sat there on the step and held his peaceful head upon her arm. The police found them and took them away and next morning, the Harlowe family lawyer having been summoned, the police delivered “Since I met you again, I hated ’ and her bags into a cab and gave toex afresh. And so, because I the address. thought that it would tear away ghe got out quickly at the door, Jher mask and expose the back- j her driver to wait and, keep- Sipund of. her piety, I stole her ing t h e small case with its price- sick. No can come. No can get to them at Marcella’s apartment, ’phone. Please, lady come his room There Nick Sandal lay in a room now.” | sweet with flowers while spring- ‘‘Tell him I’ll be there at once.” j time’s hurdy-gurdy made incon- She hurried down and got herself gruous melody beneath the sun- jewels. I wanted you, Lynda, to see her in her true colors so that ‘She'd not be able to influence you against me in the end.” “Oh, Nick, Nick, Nick!” “Ito you blame me so much?” “I don’t blame . . . only, why couldn’t you have trusted me?” “The house of cards hhs fallen, Kicfc, and in my silly clothes I have conte'back to you. Whom else have I ribw in the world to love and to frost?" They looked at each other then with their wasted and faintly sim ilar faces and their wet strained eyes and contrived for each other’s .sake a sort of shaken laughter. “I am not going to many Kent. I won’t ever see him again,” she told him. She hurried to her own room, .shut out the haunting faces aiid lay on her bed, tearless, until sleep came. A wed&ing must be canceled, all its gifts returned, its guests dis missed. Cousin Sara Mullet, arriv ing from New Jersey, was invalu able for these unpleasant urgent matters. Marcella, holding in her lap a leather box filled with glit tering five-and-ten-cent store jew els, had been taken away, smiling and pleased, to Steever’s sanitar ium. It was not until several days thereafter that the papers began to tolazon the story ot a certain Felix Kent—his w;ealth, his possible crime, his treachery. The law court in Chicago was set for a scandalous trial, not the re-opening of an ancient indictment of one misfort- imate engineer but a new trial to prove Kent’s embezzlement of his fellow citizens’ funds. Kent was very expensively; and very ably rep resented. Jock’s story in one form or another ran to columns. Lynda meanwhile in her own jfashion prowled the room. It was ten o’clock of a gay spring morm- ing. # Jocelyn was dressed again in tier own ordinary clothes and wore her hair smooth about her face. But the face was Lynda’s and it Jhad noticeably thinned. She turn ed passionately upon Nick’s silence ai; though it had been speech. “I. won’t talk about Kent’s—about Kent’s trial, Nick. I don’t want to see the papers. I want to go away until it’s over, please.” “Well, I was about to suggest an adventure. Will you come with me to France?” •"What is—your intention, Nick?” ‘"To return to the Marquse de Montree her jewels.” “That’s what I meant to do, some «Jay." i m**- Jonah’s lawyer at Jocelyn’s re quest took charge of her affairs. Of his own accord he furnished Marcella’s daughter with ample funds. She would be the heiress of Josiah’s fortune; no reason for her to suffer diminished luxury or pleasure how because of the unex pected tragedy of Marcella’s ment al breakdown. In secret, the two conspirators made their preparations and set their date. Nick got the pass ports, bought the tickets. ” Lynda, all dressed for travel and bolding in her hands a leather «ase whiph contained her toilet articles, her money and the jewels, sat down beside her window to vrait for Nick. He had been living in his old rooms and was to come { for her at eight-thirty. less contents in her hands, ran up the steps. Fuji admitted her and pointed up the stairs. “Yes, lady. Same room. Mistair San-dal velly, velly sick.” She climed up the three well-re membered flights and hurried in at Sandal’s unlocked door. He was not in the stripped front room. The battered sofa, however, held the fresh imprint of a body. His suit case, open, its contents all thrown about; stood on the floor. She called him and went through the filled window and his pale young daughter wept. The rank outsider was buried in the Harlowe burial lot and lay there untroubled by social distinc tions or any sense of his inferiority. The lawyer, the clergyman, Cousin Sara Mullet, Jocelyn and one other stood beside the grave. . This was Jock Ayleward. He did not speak to Nick’s daughter during that ceremony. There was a new bitterness, a bit terness of life rather than of death, in Jocelyn's tears when she found herself alone in her desolated dwelling place. Jock had not looked at her. He had lobked through earth and ebony and the V 1 bwiijjfe mania for hoping.” For an instant Nick’s irony gleamed in Lynda’s face, a happy resurrection. “It’s too bad we’re not in sym pathy, Jock. I haven’t any mania for hoping and very little patience at all with pain. Your talent will be wasted. And I think it was never Jocelyn Harlowe that you loved. I am Lynda Sandal. I’m tired of unhappiness. And I’ve been lonely. Can’t you have a mania for being happy here and now?” At that they were together and out of reach of fear. The little Mas ter, completely conquered, vanished into thin air and it seemed to Lynda that in his place was the sure promise of splendid happiness. THE END X McCormick Has Five Students University & He came toward her, looking tall and grave and white. bedroom door. That room was empty, its bed dismantled and un occupied. She darted back from it into the outer room. Quayle, a man she had seen with her father, stood against the en trance door. He was smiling stick ily. “Don’t yell,” he warned her. She saw that in his pocket a. lump thrust upward, threatening her. “Look a-here, garle, I’m on to Nick and you. You got the lady’s sparklers and you’re going to beat it to foreign parts. A neat job too.” “Where is he?” Lynda whispered. “Not far away. I found he didn’t have the stuff so I got Fuji to call you. Don't yell. I got him in a closet outside there. It’s not even locked but he’s tied up. Just hand me over the sparklers. I’ll cut off and you can find Nick in half a sec. If you make a row I’ll put a hole in your pretty carcass and take the stuff, there?” She shook her head. He took the case from her, opened it and quiet ly pocketed the gems. Then he began to back toward the door. As he stepped from the Lyndar's courage flared up. down as though he could see, dust that would go to dust, some beloved spiritual body with happy resurrected eyes. With his own wild-winged eyes he seemed to be following Nick into a light. Lynda spent her dusks near the window. Alone in the broad saffron sunset light she would sit, remem bering. And her sad and bitter love kindled in her slowly like the lights until it glittered up and up into a pillar of pain. She could think of no one else presently, remember no one else. Every look of his noble face was hers; every turn of his strong and graceful body. The hands she had called a trickster's kept their touch upon her. A clean touch. Honorable hands. It was Jock’s turn now to climb up out of the dust, to mount and to ride. But why must it be away from her? She saw, turning, stiff with It’s in your bag | trouble and with weariness, that he was in the vestibule. He came toward her, looking tall and grave and white. The saffron evening sky made him visible to her, but in his eyes she must have door, j been a dark outline, silent and in- She I expressive. She could not speak. darted after him so unexpectedly, | "Have - you read the papers, so closely at his heels that she was Lynda?” through the door before he could. Her “no” was inaudible. She had lock it. As he fled down the stairs tried to read them. The names had she drew in her breath to shout ! ma de her feel faint. She had not but Quayle stopped below her and been able to go on. McCormick county has five stu dents enrolled at the University of South Carolina for the second sem ester of the 1931-32 scholastic year. Anderson, Charleston, Florence, Greenville, Richland, Orangeburg, and Lexington counties lead the list. Twenty-four states are repre sented among the 1780 students at the University this term. Four foreign countries have five students enrolled. North Carolina, Georgia, New Jersey, New York and Virginia have the most out-of-state stu dents. Enrollment by counties follows: Abbeville 14 Aiken 28 Anderson 35 Allendale • M __. 11 Bamberg 14 Barnwell __i. J 13 Beaufort 13 Berkeley : 15 Calhoun 6 Charleston 35 Cherokee - , 9 Chester 18 Dorchester 10 Edgefield J 19 Farfield 1__ 10 Florence * l 52 Georgetown 15 Greenville 55 Greenwood 19 Hampton 10 Horry 30 Jasper j 5 Kershaw 14 Lancaster 17 Laurens 16 Lee - ;; 13 Lexington _L__ 90 McCormick 5 Marion 31 Marlboro 18 Newberry 16 Oconee 6 Orangeburg ; 74 Pickens 25 Richland ; 583 Saluda 15 Spartanburg 31 Sumter 33 Union 24 Williamsburg * 8 York 31 x What A 4-H Club Girl Did [M HOME (By Edward Rowland Sill) with a hideous white grin leveled tiis gun. Before her voice had left her lips he fired. There was, with her shortened wailing cry, a shock of sound. Quayle scuttled down and out past Fuji who had the front door open. Lynda lay crumpled near the ban- ster over which she had leaned for tier intended outcry. Below her on the stairs, on the very step where Quayle had paused to shoot, was the body of a man. She hardly knew when she first moved, that she was living, or what had saved her life. Helping herself up by the railing j and moving shakily down she found “I’ve got my verdict. I’m cleared. Don’t try to speak, Lynda. I won’t stay. I know what you must feel toward me. I’ve spoiled your life . . . or you think so. And I’ve dared to come here to thank you for giv ing me the power to do it. Since I last saw you you’ve been hurt horribly. And I went away and left you to go through with it alone. It’s beastly. I’m ashamed. But,” he held out his hands, “but no one will call them a thief’s fing ers again. Nor my mouth a con vict’s mouth. And ... I love you Jocelyn Harlowe. Life is ahead of us, although there has been so much pain behind, and I have a There lies a little city in the hills; White are its roofs, dim is each dwelling’s door, And peace with perfect rest its bosom fills. There the pure mist, the pity of the sea, Comes as a white, soft hand, and reaches o , er And touches its still face most ten- Miss .Collier and appropriate senti (By Caleb Johnson) I think the most interesting ex ample I have heard of the value of 4-H Club work to girls in the his tory of Ruthe Nance of Hammond, Georgia, who was one of the win ners of a $500 Agricultural College scholarship at the 4-H Congress in Chicago last December. What this girl has got out of her club work, it seems to me, is what she has put into it. That is all that anybody gets out of any phase of life. And what Ruthe Nance put into her Club work is told in the scrap-book which she submit ted and which told the story that won her the prize. This scrap book of hers would be as interesting to most farm people as any story they could read. The book is about two inches thick and the pages are the size of a large magazine. The covers are heavy peach-colored paste board and bound in green cloth. There is a futuristic design on the cover 1 with the symbols, 4-H. Green tape ties are set in the three open sides of the book to keep the contents in tact when not in use. Then we open it. First comes the form blank which Ruthe was required to fill out, and which gives in outline the most important facts in her club career. It shows she began her club work when 11 years old with an unusually large program—gardening, food preserv ation, cooking and nutrition, and clothing. The next year she re peated, while the third year she added home improvement. She continued this the next year and added one more—health—making six projects. She was putting a lot into her club work, but s^ie got out a lot, her record shows. Not satisfied with this program, she added orcharding and recrea tion in 1929. And in 1930 she took on leadership, continuing all the projects of the year before. Listen to this for 1931. All of the projects of the previous year were continued and these were ! the re sults: One-half acre garden pro duced 2979 pounds of vegetables: one-half acre orchard produced 4765 pounds of fruit; in food pres era vtion she put up 150 jars of vegetables and 188 of fruits; in clothing made 92 articles; carried out schedule in home improvement by managing her parents’ house hold for three weeks, improving the/kitcheri, living room, porch and lawn; cooked 632 dishes; kept health chart for six months; was captain of the country girls at the state camp as one feature of her leadership project. 5 And oply one year’s projects, remember. All of these .projects Ruthe car ried on with high intelligence and energy, and as would be expected many responsibilities were placed on her shoulders and many honors came her way. She filled every oifice of the Hammond Girls 4-H Club of 22 members, to which she belonged. It would be a long story to tell all of the rewards earn ed by this young lady, which in cluded six trips to the county .and state camps, and one trip to the National 4-H Club Congress in Chicago. One of her. greatest win nings was first prize in the con test at that exposition for a com plete girl’s outfit. With all of her club projects she still found time to take an active part in school, church and community activities. The report on her record is signed by Miss Lucy Wood, county exten sion agent and Miss Lurline Collier, state leader of girls. In neat large lettering Miss Nance sets down the 14 titles of her club experience on an opening page of her scrap book headed “Con tents.” Then comes a page lab elled, “In Appreciation” in a hand decorated border with a picture of derly. Unstirred and calm, amid our shifting years, Lo! where it lies, far from the clash and roar, With quiet distance blurred, as if through tears. O heart that prayest so for God to send Some loving messenger to go before And lead the way to where thy longings end. Be sure, be very sure, that soon will come, His kindest angel, and through that still door Into the Infinite love will lead thee home. ments in Ruthe’s hand writing. On the next page are pictures of Dr. Andrew M. Soule, president of the State College, James P. Campbell, director of extension and Miss Mary E. Creswell, assistant director. Then comes a chapter on “His tory and Achievements of My Club” in hand lettering and an ink sketch of a girl at work. One of the two kodak pictures on the page is of Ruthe’s club in 1929 with the ban ner it won. It was hard to get much done the first year or two af ter the club was started, but the leadership of Miss Wood and a well organized program of work and play gradually brought the club up to a standard. This page shows kodak pictures of the money raising stunts of the club at the .Y * -k ' WHEN BABIES mb ■■ mmg THERE are times when f a baby is too fretful or feverish to be sung to sleep. There are some pains a mother cannot pat away. But there’s quick comfort in Castoria! For diarrhea, and other infantile ills, give this pure vegetable preparation. Whenever coated tongues tell of consti pation; whenever there’s any sign of sluggishness. Castoria has a good taste; children love to take it. Buy the gen uine—with Chas. H. Fletcher’s signature on wrapper. CASTORIA county fair which included pony rides and a country, store. There is a clear picture of the home demonstration club of women, started, through the work of the 4-H club, and. one of a baby show. Another page shows the banner won by the , club at the county camp in 1931, the neat brick club house and a prize, flower exhibit. Running around the pictures is ohe story of the club’s growth hji Ruthe’s hand writing. Then comes a chapter on Lc^v*- ership, done in the same way as the one before. In this the author club girl lists a page of activities, among them cashier in a cafeteria in the high school, and program chairman of the home. economics club. A page of clippings and three newspaper illustrations of leader ship stunts follow. Then a page photo of the pageant. “Ten Vir gins” given by Ruthe’s county club group at the state camp in 1930, and a page photo of the charac ters in the play put on by her county group the same year. This play was entitled “The Arrival of Clubf Work.” , “Gardening” titles the next chapter with a hand sketch of garden products. In the six page£ devoted to this are 17 kodak pic tures of the club girl’s garden showing her at worlf preparing and seeding it and gathering and pre paring vegetables for canning. One picture shows a group of girls studying plant diseases. Ruthe employed modern garden tools and a hot bed. A table shows the lineal feet given over to the different vegetables raised. Two pages are given over to “Or charding” and treated in the same way as the garden chapter. The club girl’s planting included 2000 strawberry plants. One picture shows her Inspecting her orchard for blight, and another waist deep in a luxuriant cover crop of winter peas. In several blossom pictures she appears, but her own attrac tiveness overshadows even the lovely blossoms. Canning and food preservation occupy two pages, also interesting ly illustrated and written up. Cook ery takes a page with a picture of a steam pressure demonstration. Clothing is a big chapter with three full page photos of Ruthe showing her first prize winning outfit. A newspaper illustration shows her demonstrating the utility of cot ton. There is a page on health with a swimming suit picture among others. Home improvement occupies three illustrated pages. Finally come - chapters on livestock, demonstration, recrea tion, and a financial and prize record. A 3-column newspaper pic ture shows the five ^ Georgia 4-H girls who won trips to Chicago in 1930 waving goodbye from the ob servation platform of the Dixie Flyer. Concluding the scrapbook are the original records kept by Miss Nance on her projects. Miss Nance is one of three sisters each of whom has made a fine record in club work. * One of them won a scholarship in a contest at the Southeastern fair. That’s the story and that’s the answer as to what a girl may get of club work.