The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, November 17, 1939, Image 3
THE NEWBERRY SUN
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 17, 1939
EIGHTH 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 support both 0 f 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 Brower, tries to
argue her out of it and tells her he
loves her and asks her to marry
him. She promises to think it over,!
tut decides first to see her family.
She goes to their address, finds that
they are destitute and gradually
persuades them to accept things they
need. When the doctor calls to see
her mother she notices that he seems
particularly interested in her sister.
On Sunday Marjorie goes to church
with her brother, Ted, being unable
to persuade her sister to go. She
meets the minister whom her brother
raves about and whose church is lo
cated near Brentwood, the old estate
in which her family lived before they
lost their money.
Meanwhile back in Aster Street
Betty was having a time of her own.
A united howl arose.
Betty came flying down stairs, her
eyes flashing fire! She beheld a" drip
ping crowd of children.
“Buddie Gay! What are you doing?
years ago, and listening to the
young preacher making salvation
plainer than she had ever heard it
before, was happier than she had
ever been in church before.
It was as if a strong sea breeze
were blowing through the little aud
ience room, waking up and refresh
ing every mind to keener intelligence.
As if a holy kind of glory pervaded
the place. She heard one woman ex
plaining to another: “Why, The Holy
Spirit is here!”
Then, too, the singing here seem
ed to have a different sound from
that in ordinary churches. The
people sang the words as if they
meant them, and the music rose like
incense from the altar and seemed
to mingle with the heavenly choirs
above.
But now suddenly it seemed that
the Bible was the guide book for
the Christian’s way, the indispens
able source of all knowledge, the
deep hidden treasury of a Christian’s
wealth.
So she sat and listened wide-eyed
to the eager young preacher with
the wonderful holy eyes who seemed
as he talked to be looking into an
other world.
When the sermon was over she
felt breathless as if she had been
p -ivileged a glimpse into Heaven
itself, as if God had been there
speakfng to her soul through the
lips of this young man. She was
filled with awe. Her heart throbbed
a response as though she wanted to
You naughty, naughty hoy!”
Betty seized Bud’s arm and jerked | answer a high sweet call she had
him back from the sink, but some, heard for the first time.
subconscious reaction compelled him
to keep his hold on the dishpan which
he had been trying to right and when
Betty removed him from the sink the
dishpan with its remaining dirty wa
ter came along, and deluged Betty
who had just changed her kitchen
dress for the pretty little house dress
Marjorie had given her that morning.
She had been upstairs getting into ar
ray to meet the doctor when she
heard the tumult downstairs.
Betty looked down at herself in hor
ror and gasped, the more so as the
' nature of the element that was doused
over her was gradually revealed by
the dregs of dirt in the dishpan.
Then suddenly Betty looked up
and saw the doctor standing in the
doorway with the most comical look
of amusement and pity on his face
that a man could wear, and all at
once Betty knew that she too, was
crying! The utmost humiliation that
life could bring had descended upon
her. The handsome young doctor had
seen her like this, wet and dirty and
angry!
And all limp and dirty as she was
she sank down into a kitchen chair
and burst into real weeping.
If she could have seen the doctor’s
face at that moment she would have know.
“You have shown me so many
things,” she said to him afterward
as they stood together at the door a
moment, waiting for Ted to gather
up the hymn books for the night
service. “Things I never knew could
be! I never knew Ihe Bible was a
book like that!”
He gave her a startled look.
“Oh, didn’t you? I’m glad I help
ed,” he smiled. “I hope you’ll come
again.”
“Oh, I will!” she said fervently.
“What you have said seems to be
something I’ve been searching for a
long time.”
His face lit up with a kind of
glory light.
“Oh, I am glad!” he said quietly.
Then came Ted with his shy smile
of adoration.
“I wish I could run you home in
my car, Ted,” said the young preach
er wistfully, “but I have a funeral
in half an hour, and just barely
time to get to it. Sorry, I’d enjoy
taking you.”
He included Marjorie in his smile.
“Oh, that’s all right, Mr. Reaver,”
sad Ted shiningly. “Fm going to
take my sister over to see our old
place. She’s never seen it, you
been surprised. The comical look of
amusement vanished utterly and a
look of utter tenderness and sympa
thy came into his eyes. In one motion
he set down his medicine case on a
cnair in the hall behind him strode
over to Betty.
“Poor child!” he said. “You’ve
been working too hard. We’ll nave
you down in bed the next thing if
you don’t look out. Here!” he said
seizing upon a towel that hung on
the rack above the sink.
The doctor wet the end of the
towel and came over to Betty, lift-
Vg her face very gently and wiping
off the tears with the wet towel.
“There!” he said cheerfully.
“You’ll feel better now. Nothing
like cool water to brace one up.”
Suddenly Betty looked up and
laughed. Laughed with tears stream
ing down her cheeks.
The doctor ctme over to her again,
taking a clean handkerchief out of
his pocket, and lifting her chin with
one hand gently wiped the tears
away.
And then as the minister looked
at her inquiringly, Ted explained:
“You know' she’s been away a
long time. She’s never seen it.”
“Oh,” said the minister looking at
Marjorie quickly again, “then you’re
not the sister I saw before. I thought
there was something different about
you. You’re not twins, are you?”
“Yes,” smiled Marjorie, “and I
guess we’re quite alike in looks at
least.”
“Well, isn’t that interesting. I’ll
have to take time off some day and
come and call and get acquainted
with you both. But you know, I
really thought you were—different—
somehow—when I didn’t know you
weren’t!”
They all laughed and then the
minister looked at his watch and
said:
“Well, I’ll have to be off. Hope
you come again, Miss Gay.”
“Oh, I will!” said Marjorie, a bit
breathless from hearing herself call
ed a new name.
Then the brother and sister walk-
Betty stopped laughing and her ed on in silence. Finally as they
face held something almost like awe.
The doctor smiled indulgently as
he hurried upstairs. Betty smiled
to herself and wondered if nil doc
tors were so cheerful and comforting.
It was probably just because he was
a doctor that he had been so nice to
her. But it thrilled her to think of
his wiping her tears, of the touch ofj
hs smooth fingers lifting her chin
so gently. It was that sense of be
ing cared for that touched her,
brought the tears to her eyes.
“Fool!” she told herself bitterly.
“It didn’t mean a thing! He was
just kindly and impersonal! He’s
probably in love with some charm
ing nurse, or maybe married to an
heiress. Any good man might have
done just what he did and think
nothing of it. He was just being
kind and helping me out of a mess.”
She stared after him wistfully as he
went out to his car and drove away,
and then she hurried upstairs to take
off the pretty dress.
Marjorie sitting in the pretty lit
tle old stone church of a hundred
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turned the corner and the minister
went driving by in his car, bowing
to them and smiling as he passed,
Marjorie followed him with her eyes
until he turned another corner and
was out of sght and then she said
slowly, gravely;
“He’s rather wonderful, isn’t he?”
“You’re telling me?” said Ted in
a reverential tone.
The Brentwood house made a
great impression on Marjorie. As
they approached it Ted watched her
with jealous eyes. She had liked his
minister, now would she like the
house he loved? These were the
two tests he had set for this new
sister, although perhaps he did not
realize that he was testing her at all.
“Why isn’t it occupied?” she ask
ed as they came in sight of the “For!
Sale” sign.
“No,” said Ted with a heavy sigh.
“I’ve been expecting every time I
come this way to find that sign gone, 1
but it stays.”
“It’s lovely!” said Marjorie, tak
ing in the tall elm trees that were j
placed just right to make a picture,
of the house. The long slope ofj
snowy lawn, the shrubbery and hem-1
lock trees heavy with their burden of
snow making a delightful screen
from the street, all added to the pic
ture.
Ted led her around to the back
and opened a loose shutter to let
her look into the long low living
room with its great fireplace, flanked
on either side by bookcases reaching
to the ceiling and her enthusiasm
for the house mounted till it equaled
the boy’s own.
As they turned away from the
gate at last Marjorie took note of
the sign board and made a mental
memorandum of the name of the
real estate agent.
Could she possibly make some ar
rangement with the people who had
taken it over whereby they would
transfer it back to her father’s name,
clear, so that she could hand him
the deed of it without any obliga
tions for him to pay whatever? How
she would love to give it to him
for Christmas! Could a thing like
that be done so quickly ? There was
still almost a week to Christmas!
So she carried on an undercurrent
of thought while Ted rambled on,
giving now and then a bit of informa
tion about the house that fitted right
in with her thoughts.
“Suppose, Ted,” she said finally,
“that tomorrow morning some great
man should send for you and tell
you that he had been watching you
and he liked the way you were do
ing, and he had a fine position ready
for you at, say, ten thousand or so
a year, and he would give you some
of it in advance if you wanted it.
Would you think you were great if
you decided to use the money for
your home and parents instead of
buying yourself a Rolls-Royce?”
Ted grinned.
“Fat chance!” he said.
“Of course,” smiled Marjirie, “but
if you had it I think I know you
well enough already to know that
you would just delight to turn in
every penny you could to the family
treasury and make them all comfort
able before you thought a thing
about any luxuries for yourself.”
“Sure thing!” said Ted with shin
ing eyes.
“And if some unheard-of relative
off in Europe or somewhere should
die and leave you a million dollars,
I wonder what is the first thing you
would buy? I wish you would tell
me that, Ted. I’d like to know what
it is.”
Ted looked up and without hesita
tion replied:
“I’d buy the house back and give
it to Dad!”
“Thanks!” said Marjorie with
starry eyes “That’s the way I feel.
Now, brother, do I belong to the
family or not?”
“You belong!” said Ted solemnly.
“All right!” said Marjorie. “I ap
preciate that. And now, suppose we
keep this to ourselves for awhile,
shall we?”
“Okay!” said the boy solemnly,
as they went up the steps of the
home, and only a quick smile passed
between them to ratify the contract,
but both knew that something fine
and sweet had happened.
I‘ve got to go into the city and
do a little shopping,” said Marjorie
the next morning.
Marjorie went first to the real
estate firm whose name had been on
the signboard yesterday at Brent
wood.
“I’ve come to ask about a house
you have for sale in Brentwood,”
she said, and the man looked her
over keenly, noted her handsome at
tire, and said “Yes?” in an eager
tone.
He gave her a good sales talk.
“That’s a bargain,” he said, “it’s
been thoroughly done over and mod
ernized, and because the owner was
caught in the depression we can sell
it for a mere trifle.”
Marjorie let him talk for a few
minutes and then she said.
“Could I see the house?”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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Warnings and Promises.
Lesson for November 19: Matthew
7:1-4.
Golden Text. Luke 6:31. ,
Logically enough, Jesus, having
discussed the relations of God and
man, spoke in the latter part of his
Sermon on the Mount of man’s re
lations to others. Then warnings
about our treatment of others are
followed by blessed promises.
“He who filches my fair name,”
Shakespeare wrote, “takes that
which not enriches him, but leaves
me poor indeed.” Hear the faintest
whisper of scandal, and not until
this generation is dead and gone will
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said: “Judge not, that ye be not
judegd.”
The law of reciprocity enters here.
Deal badly with the reputation , of
others and men will say evil of you.
And it is in poor grace to judge
others severely when one is him
self so vulnerable. “Why beholdest
bhou the mote that is in thy broth
er’s eye, but considerest not the
beam that is in thine own eye?” Our
qwn faults may impair our vision
when judging others.
We are encouraged to ask great
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Jesus uses the ancient form of He
brew poetry, Parallelism, and in two
perfect triplets exhorts men to ask
and seek and knock that they may
receive and find and have the door
opened unto them. If we, with all
our human limitations, give good
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Father, in infinite wisdom and pow
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that ask Him.
Five hundred years before Christ,
Confucius named Reciprocity as the
one word upon which the whole of
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Leads Nation’s Scoring
ANN ARBOR, Mich. . . . Tom Har
mon, Michigan’s great back who
scored 21 points against Yale, leads
the nation’s individual scorers in
football so far. His nearest rival is
Don Lieberum, captain and quarter
back of the Manchester (Ind.) Col
lege team.
0‘Neall School and
Community News
Mr. and Mrs. Brady Bowers and
daughter spent several hours with
Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Smith of St.
Mark’s community Sunday evening.
W. M. Shealy spent Sunday with
Mr. and Mrs. Ralph B. Shealy and
family.
Little L. C. Pugh, Jr., spend Friday
with his grandparents, Mr. and Mrs.
George Harwkins.
Miss Dorothy Caughman spent
Thursday night with Miss Lottie
Bowers.
Mr. and Mrs. Earl Counts of Gray
Court and Mr. and Mrs. James Craw
ford spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
E. W. Riser.
The Woman’s Missionary Society of
Zion church held its monthly meeting
Saturday afternoon at the home of
Mrs. J. D. Hamm.
The English Jitterbugs held their
meeting Friday, November 10. The
topic of their program was “Educa
tion.” A
Honor Roll
Grade 1.: Drucie Connelly, Doris
Moore.
Grade 2: Dora Dean Bowers, Reba
Bowers, James Henry Summers.
Grade 3: Wayne Boozer, Samuel
Bowers, Grace Kelly, Derieux Long,
Carroll Moore.
Grade 4: Nellie Nichols, Gurnie
Warren.
Grade 5: Mary Ruth Dominick,
Betty Jean Dominick, Kibler Bowers.
Grade 6: Ruby Pugh, Loraine
Counts.
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Grade 8: Jean Bedenbaugh, Carolyn
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Grade 10: Hilda Boozer, Dorothy
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othy Padgett, Olin Pugh, Elberta
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