The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, October 20, 1939, Image 3
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 20, 1939
THE NEWBERRY SUN
PAGE THREE
FOl'RTH INSTALLMENT
Synopsis
When the wealthy foster parents of
Marjorie Wetherill both die she finds
a letter telling- that she has a twin
sister, that she was adopted when her
own parents couldn’t afford to sup
port both of them and that her real
name is Dorothy Gay. Alone in the
world, but with a fortune of her own,
she considers looking up her own
family whom she has never seen. A
neighbor, Evan Bower, tries to argue
her out of it and tells her he loves
her arid asks her to marry him. She
promises to think it over but decides
first to see her family. She goes to
their address, finds that they are des
titute. have no coal, her mother is
sick and her father has no job. Her
sister treats her like an enemy and
resents her offer of help, but finally,
after many explanations, agrees to
take money to buy coal and food in
order to save her mother’s life. Mar
jorie goes out and buys food, coal,
and other supplies which are joyously
welcomed by her sister. Her father
comes in sick and hungary but hur
ries to the cellar to build a fire and
get the house warm.
Marjorie was at her side at once,
her arms about her, soothing her .put
ting the hair back from her tired
forehead, putting a warm kiss on the
back of her neck.
“Why, you’re cold yet, you poor
(fear?” she said. “Come into the
hall and sit over the register and get
your feet warm.”
“No! Nfl, I’m all right,” insisted
Betty, raising her head and brushing
away her tears. “I just can’t under
stand it all, everything getting so
different all of a sudden. Food in the
house and heat, and a chance to sit
down.”
“But my dear, you’ve scarcely eat
en a thing. Come let me get you a
nice little lunch.”
Marjorie made Betty sit down and
eat.
“Mother said the soup was the best
thing she had tasted in weeks,” she
said as she ate hungrily.
“Have you—told her about me—
yet?” asked Marjorie anxiously.
“No,” said Betty. “I didn’t have a
chance yet. I didn’t want to excite
her while she was eating. And be
sides Father had come in and dropped
down on the other edge of the bed. He
went right off to sleep.
“You spoke of Ted. Is he our
brother?” Marjorie asked.
“Of course. Hadn’t you heard of
him, either? He’s almost seventeen,
and he’s a dear. I don’t know what
we would have done while Father was
sick, if it hadn’t been for Ted. He
worked early and late, just like a
man. He’s out now hunting for some
kind of a job. And he hasn’t had much
to eat for a day and a half. He had a
real desperate look on his face when
he went away this morning. I wish
he would come back and get some
thing to eat. But he won’t come un
til he finds something.”
“Oh,” said Marjorie, “couldn’t I go
out and find him?” «
Betty’s eyes filled with tears, but
she smiled through them, and shook
her head.
“I wouldn’t know where to find
Ted. He goes all over the city when
he gets desperate. He’ll come pretty
soon, perhaps, because he said if he
couldn’t find something else this
morning he’d come back and get that
chair and take it to the pawnbroker.
He felt we ought to have some coal
as soon as possible, but he hated to
give up the last chair.”
“Oh, my dear’” said Marjorie, her
eyes clouded with tears of sympathy.
“Oh, if I had only known sooner!”
“Oh. dbn’t you cry!” said Betty.
“You’ve come, and I can’t tell you
how wonderful it is just to have it
warm here again and have something]
to eat, and not be frightened about ]
Mother and Father. I’m sure I’ll love
you afterwards for yourself, but just
now I can’t help being thankful for
the things you’ve done. Maybe, I can
make you understand sometime, when
I’m not so tired. But you see I’ve
hated you and blamed you for being
better than we were so long! I see
now it wasn’t fair to you. You
couldn’t help what they did to you
when you were a baby of course.
Only I never dreamed they wouldn’t
tell you anything about us. Mother
and Mrs. Wetherill had said they
would tell you you were adopted, and
I supposed of course you knew, and
didn’t care to have anything to do
with us.”
“I don’t think Mrs. Wetherill knew
much about you either,” said Mar
jorie, thoughtfully. “Not till Mother
came to see her. And she never told
me about that at all. She just left a
letter.
“I see,” said Betty sadly. “I was all
wrong of course. But I guess that
was what made Mother suffer so,:
thinking she had let you go. She has
cried and cried over that. Whenever
she wasn’t well, she would cry all i
night. She said Mr. Wetherill came-
to see her when she was weak and
sick and didn’t realize fully what she
was doing. Father was threatened
with tuberculosis and Mr. Wetherill
promised to put him on a farm and
start him out. Besides he gave them
quite a sum of money to have me
i treated. It seems I wasn’t very
strong and had to be under a special
ist for a long time. They said I
wouldn’t live if I didn’t have special
| treatment.”
Betty’s eyes stormy with bitter
ness.
“I used to wish sometimes they had
let me die. I thought Mother didn’t
love me at all, she mounred for you
so much.”
“Oh, my dear!” said Marjorie com
ing closer and putting her arms about
her sister. “My dear! I think we are
going to love each other a lot!”
It was very still in the little dreary
kitchen for a minute while the two
sisters held each other close. Then
Betty lifted her head.
“I’m glad you’ve come, anyway!”
she said. “You’ve been wonderful al
ready. And I’m glad for Mother that
she needn’t fret for what she did
any more. As soon as the doctor’s
been here I want to tell her. it will
cure her just to know you are here, I
know it will.”
“Well, you’d better ask the doctor
if it won’t excite her too much. There!
Isn’t that the doorbell? Perhaps he’s
come! But it isn’t quite two o’clock!”
Betty hurried to answer the bell,
and Marjorie lingering in the kitchen
saw through the crack of the door
that it was the doctor Betty took
him upstairs at once, and Marjorie
stood for a minute by the kitchen
window looking out.
Then she remembered the pantry
which she had been putting to rights
setting the supplies up in an orderly
manner on the shelves.
She stepped on a box to reach the
top shelf, and there she discovered a
handleless cracked cup with little
tickets in it. Where they milk tick
ets or what? She wiped off the
shelf, stepped down with the cup in
her hand, and stood there examining
the bits of paper. Each one had
something written on it.
“Six plain sterling spoons,” one
said. “One brussels carpet,” said an
other. “Three upholstered chairs.”
Marjorie stared at them in dismay
as she realized what these bits of pa
per must be. They were pawn tickets!
They represented the downfall of a
home! A precious home where these
her own flesh and blood had lived!
She went on with the tickets. “One
child’s crib-bed.” “Six dining room
chairs.”
She stood studying them, trying to
make a rough estimate of the entire
amount loaned for all those articles,
when suddenly she heard the kitchen
door open and a boy’s voice said.
“What’s the idea, Betts, of having
a cellar window open ? Did you think
it was milder out than in?”
Marjorie turned startled, letting the
pawn tickets fall back into the cup,
and facing him, not realizing that she
still held the cup in her hands.
She saw a tall boy, lean and wiry,
with a shock of red hair and big
gray eyes that had green lights in
them.
He stared at her first with a be
wildered gaze like one who had come
in out of the sun and could not
rightly see in the dimmer light.
“You are Ted, aren’t you?” He
stiffened visibly, realizing that he
was in the presence of a stranger.
“Yes?” he said coldly, lifting his
head a trifle, with a gesture that in
a man would have been called haugh
ty. He was alert, ready to resent
the intrusion of a stanger into their
private misery.
Then he saw the cup in her hand
and putting down the bucket of coal
he had picked from the dump he
stepped over and took the cup poss
essively.
“That wouldn’t interest you,” he
said coldly, reprovingly.
“Ted!” said Marjorie impulsively,
“I’m you sister! Don’t speak to me
that way!”
“My sister!” raid Ted scornfully.
“Well, I can’t help it if you are, that
doesn’t give you a right to pry into
our private affairs, does it?”
An angry flush had stolen oper
the boy’s lean cheeks and his eyes
were hard as steel.
“Oh, please don’t!” said Marjorie
covering her face with her hands. “I
wasn’t prying. I was trying to help!”
“Well, we don’t need your help!”
s,aid the boy with young scorn in his
eyes.
“But you see, Ted, I’m not a visit
or. I’m one of the family, and Betty
and I are working together.”
“Betty! Does my sister Betty know
you are here? Where is she?”
“She’s upstairs now with the doc
tor.”
“The doctor! Is my mother worse?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen her
yet, but as soon as I heard she was
so sick, I begged Betty to get the
doctor. You know pneumonia is a
very treacherous disease.”
“Yes, and who did you think
would pay the doctor?” asked Ted in
that hard cold young voice so full of
anxiety and belligerence. •
“Oh, Ted! I’ll pay, of course!”
“Yes, and what do you think Mrs.
Wetherill will say to that?” |
“She won’t say anything, Ted.
She’s dead!” There was a bit of a
sob in Marjorie’s voice in spite of
her best efforts.
They boy looked at her specula
tively and frowned.
“If you are family why didn’t you
I ever turn up before when Mother
] was fretting for you?”
j “Because I didn’t know anything
about her or any of you except that
you had let me be adopted!”
The hardness in the boy’s face re-
; laxed.
Then they heard the doctor com-
] ing downstairs, with Betty just be-
j hind him, and by common consent
j they froze into silence. Marjorie
: with a hand at her throat to still the
wild throbbing of her pulses. Then
they heard the doctor’s voice:
“No, I don’t expect her fever to
! go highW tonight. Oh, peTnaps a
little more. All she needs is rest and
nourishment and good care. Be care
ful about the temperature of the
room. Of course don’t let her get
chilled. That is the greatest dan
ger. No, I don’t think her lungs are
involved yet. Good care and rest and
, the right food will work wonders.”
“Doctor, my sister—has been away
some time. She has just come back.
Do you think it will hurt Mother to
know she has come? She has been
grieving to have her at home.”
“What kind is she? Will she worry
your mother, or will she be a help?”
“Oh, she’ll be a help. She rather
wonderful!”
Ted stole a sudden shamed glance
at Marjorie, with the flicker of a
grin of apology in his young face.
| “Well, then, tell her about it by
j all means. Joy never kills. Perhaps
you’d better wait till she wakes up.”
When the door closed behind the
doctor Marjorie had a sudden feeling
of let down as if she wanted to sit
down and cry with relief.
Betty’s face was eager as she
came out into the kitchen. She look
ed straight at Marjorie. Perhaps
she didn’t see Ted at first.
“He thinks maybe she won’t have
pneumonia after all,” she said with
relief.
“Oh, Ted, you’ve got back. I’ve
been so worried! You went off with
out any breakfast, and you had ne
dinner last night!”
“Aw whaddaya think I am? A
softie?” said Ted.
“I’ve been keeping the soup hot for
him,” said Marjorie. “Here it is,
Ted.” She placed a bowl on the box
and brought thermos bottle. “There’s
coffee too, and a plate of sand
wiches.” She set the things before
him.
“Gosh!” said Ted dumbfounded.
Where did you get all this layout?”
“You don’t know what’s happened
since you left, t Theodore Gay! A
miracle has come, that’s what!” said
Betty. We’ve got another sister,
and she’s just like Santa Claus. She
did it all!”
“Gosh!” said Ted, wrinkling his
nice mahogany brows, “but I don’t
think we ought to take it.”
Well,” said Betty, “I thought so
too, but I found out it was a choice
between that, and dying, and she
seemed determined to die with us if
we did, so I let her have her way.”
Marjorie felt a sudden lump com
ing into her throat that betokened
tears near at hand. She felt so glad
to have got here in time before her
family starved to death! How awful
to think they had been in such staits
while she feasted on the fat of the
land!
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Stfnday
/School
KKV CHARLES E. DUNN
The Citizens of the Kingdom
Lesson for October 22: Matthew
5:1-16.
Golden Text: Matthew 5:16.
Citizens of the kingdom are those
who measure up to the standards of
the Sermon on the Mount. They look
to God in perfect trust, knowing they
cannot live and serve as they should
without his help.
They fulfill the laws of the ^ng-
dom because they live by the law of
love. They are the salt of the earth
and the light of the world.
Above all they are happy. Jesus
began the Sermon on the Mount with
the Beautitudes. Contrary to the us
ual notion, happiness comes not in
having but in being. Men may toil
and suffer, be poor in spirit, humble
and lowly, but happy, because of what
they are in Christ.
Sin fills the world with misery, but
Christ makes men happy even in the
midst of pains and toils. The Chinese
have a proverb: “Pay the price and
take it.” If you would claim promises
of blessing, you must meet the con
ditions.
Jesus lays down laws for the king
dom and through their obedience to
them we may learn who are the citi
zens of the kingdom. These are laws
of the heart. “Out of the heart are
the issues of life.” Hatred in the
heart is the sin of the man who calls
his brother a fool. Lust is the sin of
the man who abandons chastity.
Jesus likens citizens of the king
dom to salt and light. Salt is more
than a seasoning; it is a preservat
ive. Christians are a saving influence
in any community. They are the
light of the world.
Jesus is the world’s perfect man,
and they who follow him reflect his
light about them as the silvery moon
reflects the light of the sun. Beauti
ful is the influence of the good in
all the relations of life. And their
good deeds bring light and joy to men
who are shrouded in the gloom of
trouble, and they are led to glorify
the father in heaven.
When you share your cilizenship in
the kingdom with others, you bring
happiness to them by your influence
and by your good deeds. And the
kingdom grows through you into
other hearts, and you bring joy to the
King himself.
PARTY FRIDAY HONORS
MISS HELEN CHAPPELL
Miss Ruth Senn was hostess at a
party Friday evening at the home of
Mrs. J. W. Swittenburg on Harring
ton street honoring Miss Helen Chap-
j pell, bride-elect. Four tables were
arranged for guests in the living
room decorated most attractively in
dahlias and roses.
The evening was spent playing
games and contests and prizes went
to Miss Azilee Graddick, Mrs. C. H.
Albrecht, Miss Margaret Lester, Mrs.
Robert O’Dell, and Mrs. Jimmy Lind
say. A shoulder corsage marked
Miss Chappell’s place at the tables.
A market basket filled with pantry-
shelf gifts was presented the honoree.
The couple 'eft immediately following
the ceremony for a wedding trip in
North Carolina mountains. They re
turn to the city this weekend and will
make their home in the Kibler apart
ment on Chapman street.
| Mrs. Waddell is the only daughter
| of Mr. and Mrs. T. H. Chappell of
j Pope street. She graduated from
] Newberry high and from Newberry
college in 1937. For several years she
has held the position of cashier at
] Roses’ store in the city. Mr. Waddell
is operator at the Ritz theatre.
A numger of lovely parties have
been given honoring Mrs. Waddell
over the past several weeks.
GIRL IS AT HOME IN IRON LUNG
The gifts were from the guests pres
ent.
Block ice cream and angel food cake
was served late in the evening. Favors
were jack-’O-lanterns filled with
Hallowe’en candies.
MISS HELEN CHAPPELL
MARRIES LEWIS WADDELL
In a ring ceremony, simple but
impressive, Miss Helen Chappell and
Lewis Waddell were married Sunday
morning, October 15, at nine o’clock
in the home of Dr. F. O. Lamoreux,
officiating minister, on Caldwell
street. Witnessing the ceremony
were a few intimate friends of the
couple.
The bride was charmingly dressed
in a two-piece navy suit. She wore
a small brim hat and had navy acces
sories. Her flowers were sweetheart
roses arranged in a shoulder corsage.
Miss Mildred Setzler, a victim of
the recent polio epidemic, has been
brought home from a Columbia hos
pital in the iron lung in which she
has lived since shortly after being
stricken. Largely through the efforts
of J. Kess Derrick’, a power line was
built to the Setzler home in order to
operate the lung. Miss Setzler re
mained out of the machine a little
over two hours last Thursday which
is the longest period she has been
able to live without its aid so far.
Doctors have said she has a chance
to recover.
Miss Setzler had returned to her
home in the Central section of the
county from Anderson a short time
before the polio epidemic broke out.
She intended to go in training there
but found she could not take the work
on account of her eyes. Upon the
confinement of her cousin, William
Harris, Miss Setzler undertook to
nurse him and then contracted the
disease. Although completely parlyz-
j ed but for the use of her finegrs, Miss
Setzler remains cheerful and appar-
' ently happy.
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