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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
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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. At each place the pro
gram was under the direction of a
leader in the Luther League—at Beth
any, Miss Azilee Graddick and at
Summer Memorial, Miss Rebie Reeves.
Offerings were received for the Or
phan Home in Salem, Virginia.
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