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FAGS SIX FRIDAY, JANUARY g, I»4» THE NEWBERRY SUM FOURTEENTH 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 <>f them and that her veal 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, but 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. Marjorie goes to church in Brent wood, where her family used to live, and becomes very much interested in the young minister there, with whom she later has lunch in the city. While at Brentwood she sees the home her family formerly owned, buys it back for them and gives the deed to it to her lather on Christmas morning. The whole family is very joyful. Mean while Betty meets Ellery Aiken, a man she used to know, who asks her and Marjorie to go to a night club. Marjorie refuses, but Betty agrees to go and starts out with him. Betty was disappointed too in the car he brought. He had told her he had! the use of a new car, but this one sounded like an old tin pan as it rattled along. Somehow she began to suspect that the evening was going to be as cheap as the car. It had never seemed to her before that Ellery was coarse. She had al ways thought him extremely amusing, but tonight he seemed to select the most questionable stories on his list to tell her, and when she did not res pond warmly to his mirth he looked at her sharply. “What’s the matter, Baby? Getting high-hat with your glad rags? You better get warmed up or you won’t go down a little bit where I’m taking you. I’ve got a fella wants ta meet ya, some swell! Got millions!” Betty was suddenly a little fright ened. ' i ** ‘I thought I was going with you, Ellery. I didn’t know there were other men along. Perhaps I wouldn’t care to meet them!” “Wouldn’t care to meet ’em! What’s gettin’ ya? Whatcha goin’ for, then? You didn’t suppose we were just goin’ ta sit around and hold hands all the evening together, did ya ? I’ve got other girls to dance with. I can’t just stay with you, ya know.” Ellery didn’t state that he was paid by the club to dance with other girls, but that was really the case. “I think perhaps you’d better take me home again, Ellery. I don’t think I care to go, after all.” “Aw you gettin’ cold feet, are you? But you don’t get out of it now, Baby.” “But I don’t care to go with a stranger, Ellery'” she cried aghast. “I had no idea—” Ellery saw that he was going to have trouble and he had no time tor that, so he set himself to soothe her. “Now, baby, don’t you worry! It’s going to be marvelous! You said you wanted ta see the night clubs and I’ve arranged to give you an eyeful.’ Betty felt a strange cold draught about her heart. She was growing more and more frightened. Ellery strung his long aim around her shoulders and drew her up close to him, but she drew away again and sat up very straight. “ ’S the matter, Babe ? Ain’t sore, are ya?” he said as he brought the car up in front of a sordid looking place. Betty had expected to see glit ter in a night club, but this place looked fairly grubby, the more so as they entered. It was blue with smoke This was a different world, right en ough. She shrank back at the door, but he pushed her forward. “Right over here, Baby! Got a table reserved for four. Nice party! Other girl’s real refined. You’ll like her. Sit down. We’ll have a little cocktail to start things going and get us warmed up,” Betty sat down fearfully and looked about her. She didn’t care for the look of the men in the place. Surely this could not he one of the nicer places. She met bold intimate glances appraising her, and shrank in her soul. The women, wore more make up than she liked. It gave them a hard look. Perhaps the haze of smoke that hung over everything emphasized it. Ellery ordered cocktails, and when they came Betty tried to keep her hand from trembling as she raised the glass to her lips. She must not let Ellery see that this was her first taste of liquor. But Ellery was not himself. He must have been drinking before he came for her. His loud excited voice seemed to rasp through her sensitive nerves. Then the other two of the party arrived. A small dark girl with no back in her dress. The man with her was overweight with a bulging stomach and heavy bags under his small eyes. But the eyes twinkled when they saw Betty. He kept them on her for a full min ute and she felt as if he had seen in to her soul. She barely kept herself from shuddering. She loathed him. He wore an enormous diamond on his little finger. Another in his tie. His Ups were thick and fulsome. The floor show that was presently put on was almost a relief to Betty, though in spite of its glitter she was soon disgusted with the girls. After the show Ellery asked the other girl if she would like to dance. Left alone with the other man Betty was terribly frightened. But she must not let him see it, of course. She must try to think of something to talk about until Ellery came back, and then she would demand that he take her home at once. But she could- not think of a thing to say, and the man was looking at her. She hated that. The man asked her to dance, but she shook her head. “Thank you, no, I don’t feel like dancing,” she said languidly. He offered her cigarettes but she shook her head. He looked at her puzzled. “What are you, anyway? Don’t wantta dance, don’t wantta smoke, don’t wanta drink. Guess you're a kind of a frost, aren’t you ” “Yes,” said Betty trying to keep her lips from trembling, “that’s what I am, a frost!” He gave her another puzzled look. “You’re deep! That’s what you are, you’re deep!” he decided. “Yes,” said Betty" quickly. “I’m deep. I’m deep water frozen over!” “Well,” said the man lifting his weight and moving his chair nearer to her, “I’ve got to look into this.” “I’ll tell you what you can do,” she said with a shaky little voice that was trying to be gay, “you go and The Royal Is The % ^ * t • ‘ | . • World’s Best Portable Typewriter The SUN, Dealer find Ellery Aiken for me and tell him I’ve been taken sick. Tell him I want him right away!” He stared at her a minute and laughed. “Is thish some joke?” he asked. He wasn’t exceedingly keen or he would have seen that she was frightened. But then he had been drinking freely and he was somewhat foggy in his per ceptions. “No!” she said sharply. “It’s true! I’m sick! Get Ellery for me quick!” He studied her stupidly another minute and then he said: “All rightie, darling, if you shay its sho is musht be Sho! I’ll do my besht!” He got up and tottered off, but then to her horror he turned back again and leaning over her chair said: ‘You wouldn’t razyer I’d take you hime, m’shelf?” “No thank you!” she said drawing a deep breath and .feeling suddenly faint. The world si emed whirling un der her. But he went off and was lost among the dancers. Her estimate of Ellery had gone down a good deal, yet she was glad to see his familiar form wending its way toward her, even thtfugh un steadily. “What’s the matter, Baby? Didn’ya like the millionaire I got for ya, darling? Poor fish been taking too many drinks. I’ll get ya 'nuther fella!” a No, no, Ellery. I want to go home! I’m sick!” she shuddered and certainly did,look sick. “Aw, Baby! Don’t get harsh with me! I’m your own dear Ellery! You wouldn’t do that to me! Come on, Baby! Have it your own way then. We’ll go home!” Ellery was really drunk. She wasn’t used to drunken men. She didn’t know what strange tilings they could do. But when she saw the car start off with a leap and a shock she was more frightened than she had even been in her life. They were going at such a wild pace now that Betty felt that every moment might be her last. Past red lights they dashed) on and the tears rolled down Betty's chetks as she gripped the seat and tried to keep her balance. “Here! Here. Isn’t this Aster Street? Yes let’s stop here! This will do nicely.” “This it Okay by me! Let’s just park awhile an’ get a little sleep. Baby!” said the gallant knight bringing his car up to the curb with such a flourish that he mounted the curb and headed right into the pole that held the street sign. Betty thought the end was com ing and she had a wild thought of her mother, wondering who would tell her. The next second came the shock and she was thrown to her knees with her head against the dash board of the car, stunned for the minute. Then her senses returned and she could hear Ellery talking, apologizing over and over to the sign post. Frightened and bruised and trem bling, Betty managed to get the car door open and stumble out to the street. She looked wildly back at Ellerly, but he was unconscious of her pres ence. Already he was drawing long loud breaths in a drunken sleep. Then she fled up the dark street. Keith Sheridan coming home that evening from a hard drive which had taken him into the county on a road that had a long rough detour, turned into the city at last with a sigh of relief. He was tired out and needed a good night’s rest. As he turned a comer he noticed a car ahead of him being crazily driven, turning a corner on two wheels and tearing madly away. A block further on the same car cam* around another corner; straight at him, and he swerved, away from the catastrophe and looked ahead to where the car was 'dashing up the sidewalk. He heard the crash of the pole, and the splintered glass of a windshield, heard a girl’s voice cry out in fear, and then silence! Quickly he drove to the soot to see if anyone was hurt. He heard a man talking, but there seemed to be no girl, and he was about to drive on, when suddenly he saw a stealthy form like a shadow slip out the other door of the car and topple up the street in the shadow of the houses. He started his car slowly again and followed watching. Andi now Betty was aware of a ear, and tried to hurry faster. Blind ly she tan, then caught her toe in a brick of the pavement and fell pros trate. For a minute the breath was knock ed from her body so that she thought she was dying, and then she felt some one lift her, and she froze with hor ror again. Had Ellery run after her and caught her? Oh, she wished that she had died! Rather anything than to be in his power again. The doctor lifted' her very tenderly and looked into her face, gently lift ed one of her eyelids, and in the flare of a street light Betty suddenly rec ognized him. “Oh, Doctor, Doctor, you won’t tell mother, will you? she gasped. “It would kill Mother to know I had done this!” And suddenly Betty burst into a flood of tears and buried her face in the breast of the doctor's big fur-lined overcoat. “Betty! It is you, dear child!” The doctor’s voice was very tender, and he held her close,, in his arms an instant looking quickly up and down the street. He quickly strode with her in his arms to his car and put her in. “You won’t tell Mother!” pleaded Betty between the sobs. “No, of course not, dear child! Now tell me all about it!” “Oh—I went out—with a young man from the office.—I thought he was all right—He was going to take me to a night club!” Betty was talk ing very fast, trying to get her breath and tell a coherent story, but her sobs interrrupted her. “He took me—to a dreadful place! It was awful! Everybody was (trunk! I was frightened. I made him bring me home. But I found he was drunk too! He wouldn’t stop—and let me out—!” She gave way in another burst of tears, and he put both arms about her and held her close again, as if he were comforting a little child. “Oh, I’h so—so—glad you came! I thought he was — chasing — me!” (TO BE CONTINUED) CITY LOTS FOR SALE On January 27, 1940, there will be offered for sale, on the ground, to the highest bidder, at public outcry, THIRTEEN lots on East Johnstone Street, TWELVE lots on Adeliade Street and TWO lots on Jones Street, beginning on Johnstone Street at 10 o’clock, on Adelaide Street at 11 o’clock and on Jones Street at 12 o’clock, for ONE-THIRD cash, with privilege of paying more or all in cash; balance in one year, to be se cured by mortgage of lot purchased, with interest from day of sale at seven per cent, per annum. Taxes will be paid through 1939. All street paving will be paid by tife seller. Purchaser to pay for revenue stamps and for recording deed and mortgage. Plats of lots on file with the under signed. H. C. HOLLOWAY, FRANK R. HUNTER. An Unusual Will Somehow we feel that we have pub lished this thing once, but as there is still a little of the Christmas senti ment abroad, a second publication won’t hurt. It is said to be an actual will, duly probated and filed: I, Charles Lounsbury, bejng of sound and disposing mind and mem ory, do hereby make and publish this my last will and testament, in order, as justly as may be, to distribute my interest in the world among succeed ing men. That part of my interest which is known as law and recognized in the sheep-bound volumes as my prop erty, being inconsiderable and of no account, I make no disposition of in this my last will. My right to live, being but a life estate, is not at my disposal, but these things excepted, all else in the world I now proceed to devise and bequeath. Item: I give to good fathers and mothers, in trust for their children, all good little words of praise and encouragement, and all quaint pet names and endearments, and I charge said parents to use them justly, but generously, as the needs of their children shall require. Item: I leave to children exclusive ly, but only for the term of their childhood, all a n d every, the flowers of the field and the blossoms of the woods, with the right to play among them freely according to the customs of children, warning them at the same time against thistles and thorns. And I devise to children the banks of the brooks and the golden sands beneath the waters thereof, and the odors of the willows that dip therein, and the white clouds that float high over the giant trees. And I leave the children the long, long days to be merry in, in a thou sand ways, and the nights and the train of the milky way to wonder at but subject, nevertheless, to the rights hereinafter given to lovers. ■' item: I devise to boys jointly, a!l the useful, idle fields and commons where ball may be played, all pleas ant waters where one may swim, all snow-clad hills where one may coast, and all streams and pbnds where one may fish, or where, when from win ter comes, one may skate, to hold the same for the period of their boyhoods And all meadows with the clover blossoms and butterflies thereof; and echoes and strange noises, and all distant places which may be visited, together with the adventures found there. And I give to said boys each his own place at the fireside at night, with all pictures that may be seen in the burning wood, to enjoy without, let or hindrance and v”thout any in cumbrance of care. Item: To lovers, I devise their im aginary' world, with whatever they may need, as the stars of the sky, the red roses by the wall, the bloom of the hawthorn, the sweet strains of music, and aught else by which they may desire to figure to each other the lastingness and beauty of their love. Item: To young men pointly, I be queath and devise all boisterous, in spiring sports and rivalry, and I give to them the disdain of weakness, and undaunted confidence in their own strength. Though they are rude, I leave to them the power to make last ing friendship and of possessing com panions, and to them exclusively I give all merry songs and brave choruses to sing with lusty voices. Item: And to those who are no longer children, or youths or lovers, I leave memory; and bequeath to them the volumes of the poems of Bums and Shakespeare and of other poets, if there be others, to the end that they may live the old days over again, freely and fully without tithe or dim inution. Item: To our loved ones with snowy crowns, I bequeath the happi ness of old age, the love and grati tude of their children until they fall asleep. PASTOR REMEMBERED On Saturday, December 23rd, the Bethany congregation gave the Rev. J. B. Harman and his wife a generous pounding of groceries and gifts of other kinds were given during the Chrismas season. Also, during this season, the members of the Summer Memorial congregation remembered Pastor and Mrs. Harman in a very substantial way. Among the kind nesses of different kinds was an en velope containing Christmas greetings and a few bills 0 f money of a pleasing amount. Pastor and Mrs. Harman sincerely appreciate all of these kind nesses shown them. CHRISTMAS PROGRAM GIVEN At Christmas time the program "Low in a Manger" was rendered in both congregations in a very credit able manner. 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