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1 The I ^ C?pyr!f?ht by Kathleen N >i SYNOPSIS The luck that had brought the BoS I Lawrences to ? alif??rn:a at the be nirr i riisn :>:>s deserte - present generate n. Fr-?m a 4.0'> > <> re ranch, thetr holdings have slump . a small firm, I th" -.id famil iie *n Cl'pper-vlh- ; t . death . r poetic father forced the thre test children to work 30 that Sat ! little Ariel m!?ht c<> 111aue thei neat ion. Phil, > t-.vent v-five, ht ie Jxi11? the iron work. '".ail to th Mle library and Edith to the bool -partment of Clippers ville'x lurges ' re. Seventeen-year-old Ariel is be iK a problem, an I Phil is fasc ed by "that terrible" Lily Cass vh<"-e husband has deserted her. Youm 1*1 Murchisor. scion of a wealth: iinJly. returns from Vale. !! > and G;<i id been close friends before he wen . college and C.t 1 lias visions of th wrning of the l.awreiice lurk. Did bbins. Phil's b- t friend, has th a of the hon Ar.el .s .-r caking ou the house at niyht for joy ride1 CHAPTER III ?5? The next day. to all appearances ix like all lite other Friday morning the year. Sain and 1 'kill got uwa, :r.-t of all. leaving a litter of coffei d cold toast on the kitchen tabic ail rtished down next, with her ricl : r unwontcdly tint and trim, and 1 i ' lien apron replacing the office dres ' too often wore into the kitchen. Then Ariel, looking tired and seem .rig nervous, came down in a terribl irrv. as usual. As soon as she ha parted for school Call and Edit I iL'-ced that she had cried herself t the night before. "She's such a baby!* Edith said lov -1 y. (Jail made 110 answer; her pn i t. level gaze went to far spaces . ae mentally wrote and rewrote a suit a I casual, yet cordial note of thank the sender of the roses. She stopped at Mailer's on her wa ' widow 11 and bought a box of tin , "per. The note itself was writte 1 - iihrary a few minutes later. a !!,. end of the note she ndlied: T -m can, come and have suppe orv informally?oh. so ver !?on Sunday." thought of this, all day lone 0 and h:?v?? suotier wilh us In ally?oh. so informally!*' r.ut at throe o'clock she had some hing else of which to think, for tin telephone in the library rang suddenly and the voice on the other end do rounded Miss Lawrence. It was Van. cheerful and friendly What time was he to come to supper ami why put It off until Sunday? Thl was Friday. "What the heck arc you doing to morrow?*' "Tomorrow's my Saturday at th library, until nine o'clock." Gail could hardly hear the hupp heating of her own heart as she hun up the receiver. She thought she wool suffocate with sheer felicity. She went home on winged feet, stop ping to pick up Edith, to buy the dottei swiss dress. Gail hesitated long ove colors, finally deciding on a deep pui pie. It would he practical, and tha shade was always lovely with the dul gold of the Lawrence hair. This was one of their happy ev nings. They strolled home throug the shabby streets, admiring garden: ^topping at shop windows. A bloc hoi ore they reached their own corne the Lawrence girls took the footpat through the Morrison place, the! hands linked, their voices murmurln along together with the easiness c lifetime intimacy. "Should you be glad if he was I love with you. Call?" "Oh. heavens, I've only seen hit once in five years !** "No. but I mean?should you?" Call considered. "Yes. I think would." "I don't know that I want you t marry and go away from Cllpperi vllle? Sis." "It mightn't mean that." Gail pause< on the fresh grass that was thickly s* with poppies and buttercups, under th Morrisons' oaks. She broke Into laugl ,4,r. "Aren't we Idiots! To have I all settled but the wedding day!" "Yes. hut It sometimes comes as su< leniy as that. Gail." "! suppose it does." her slst M-'iced "I was thinking," she sal 1 r a pause, "that we might hav 1 * k on Sunday?that's one more mai ?ve dance to the phonograph or hav -' ms. That's four men to tlire -iris." Aiul Ariel really doesn't count as -irl. because she's just a kid." Edit '" Miinded her, approving this plan. That night, while Edith sewed an Ariel played Idly with pen and pape rphy, N. C., Thursday, Mart LAWREt V EN NORRIS "Oh, (Jail." exclaimed Edith, "that's mt i significant!" go< "Well . . She wouldn't quite ad- nis tuit it. But she drifted off to sleep on sto the rosiest sea of hope and Joy thai go* ever a woman knows. 1 Ml \*? ?? ? ? . The Cherokee Scout, Mu -UCKY I ^ By KATHLB rr'.s Gall played solitaire. It had been her custom to do this ever since her father's death. ; As she played she kept up a sort of monologue. Sometimes It wa< in the k form of an argument, a dissertation, jv Often it was odd hits o* poetry, or remembered scenes from Dickens or I'oe n or Stevenson, recalled word for word: : most often of all it was improvised, in ' the form of a story or of biography. | Just how she had begun this she t | never could remember: it was a lamily Institution now. i'hil never went out when Gail started to play cards. Edith was her loyal prompter when Gail forv got a date in some dramatic tale of English history, or tried to remember ' the source from which seme fantastic theory had sprung. It was all heartening and happy, and 1 especially wonderful to have the evening end with them all wandering up" j stairs at once, lights out below, everyi one at liome, safe a'. <l united. Gail saw the roses, still bright and fresh, in her ; room, and s:it on the edge of her bed s with one shoe on and the other in her I v hand, for a long, long time, dreaming. t? j It was not imagination thenV Van , ! Murcliison b:i<l sent her :h. p'ss. I, ; He was coming to supper night after n ' "ext. Saturdays and Wednesdays, every other month. Gail stayed at the library e until It closed at nine o'clock. On these ,1 i days Edith always came down nt about I, six with a big sandwich and an apple, n and Gail and she repaired to the dress ing room where Gail devoured the collation, powdered her nose, exchanged the news of the day with her sister. . all In ten minutes' time, and returned | to the desk refreshed. s Alternate months she went home at 1 noon on Saturdays and Wednesdays, j hut was on duty sill day Sunday, open'V4 | ing the library nt ten o'clock and r-* 0 mainlng at the desk until five. Gall n hated the Sunday duty, but the Saturday nights were for some mysterious reason eternally exciting. There w is r always a good deal of noise and tratlic y downtown, the theaters were packed. the streets gaily lighted, and the quiet, shadowy library seemed like a coign of vantage from which she watched the world. On the particular Saturday evening & that followed his arrival in GHpiiei s ville Van Murcliison came in. Gall was busily stamping and dating, opening and shutting the covers of hooks, when a voice in the line asked anxiously : s "Have you a good book about cock roaches;" She looked up on n wild rush of de light, ami there he was, in dinner e lollies, with a lluht overcoat on. hut bareheaded. They laughed soundles-^ ly together, niei Oail sedately disposed " oi a iiozeii claimants i km ore sne was ^ | free to imirniur with him for a minute. "Oh, hello." she smiled. 'D'you *' want a book?" "Yes, I seem to need one. How about r this one?" She grinned at "l.lttle Susy's Cousin 1 Prud.v." 1 "I think that would he about your number." Til bet it's raty! I'll bet there's considerable matter that couldn't go * through the mails, in this book !" ^ "Oh. sh-sh-sh sh!" For they were r both bubbling audibly with suppressed ,l laughter. r "Well," said Van. "I'm going up to c : the Speedwells* for dinner." "Who are they?" "Well?Corona Barchl married a n Spence, see? And one of the Spence girls married a Speedwell, see?" n "Oh?Burlingame?" "Burlingame. And gosh, how I hate It 1" ' "You do?" "Ob, Lord, yes!" o He regarded her curiously, i- "D'you mean to aay you'd like It?" Cail composedly stamped a returned I. hook, smiled at a faded woman with .? . .. I I _ _ >AIU Dare gray nun nun a vtmtru iuuc e dress, and returned to the conversai tlon. it "i imagine I would/* she said. "You don't go to dinners?" I- "I haven't much chance." "What'li you take to go to this one? t I could do that?I could do what d you're doing. Go in my place." e "Nonsense!" She laughed and shook i, her head. Van went away. leaving e her with a feeling of contentment e and completeness, a certain thrived sense of being alive, of being pleased a with everything. li Later, reading In bed. she told Edith Van had come in to see her, d "Gail, he didn't!" r, "Oh, yes, he did." to., vnine iu supper trie next night, Th and everything was happy, unpreteo- hit tious, and natural. The kitchen was lea just what a kitchen should he, when fly ie arrived, a social place in which flu rhree pretty giris were busy and three idi rather clutnsv men were trying to r^ls make themselves lseful. (Jail's bis- up j cults were browned to a turn, and the tb< famous Lawrence cheese-and egg dish thi turned out perfectly. mr They sat uhout the table until eight sh< | o'clock, and then Phil and Dick, after 1 duty . irry,r._ h.-nidftils of dishes into tj1( I he kitchen, departed. Ariel began at ou the kitchen table her composition, and F.dlth generously forced CJu 11 and Van awav j iG< "No. please?It's nothing. I'll leave them all until morning anyway!" pro- tjr tested Edith. "You were going somewhere? go on!" an | "We were Just going for a run. We ' can perfectly well get these out of the way," Gail argueu. But she did not insist. Somehow the dishes and the tj,( kitchen did look greasy and dull to night; ? little domestic drudgery was r?c all right, but, it would not do to dis .,11^1 ? .1 II V? , ' li (I Ml 11 l 11 I IM l I. j She caught up 11 coat, an 1 site ami Van went out in the dusk to his road- 1 ,)n ster and rolled smoothly away from j dingy Cllppersvtlle up into the tra grant hills where twilight, still lingered. with the sweet smell of dew on lust and of meadows wilted under the long day's sun. "How about Hid Aunt Mary's?" "What sort of a place is it? I've never been t1><?rc."?HH ^ sc "Oh. highly respectable!" They went, accordingly, to Old Aunt !,r Mary's, a low wooden shark on tl>1'enlnsula highway, with a greasy I III dance floor in the center, and grease ' at hare tables all about ir. The air was es thick with grease, for Aunt Mary s big fr trying kettles were right in hi 1 view ; tr Aunt Mary and her colored assist mis were also greasy. w . But the music was good, and the be tloor good, nnd the whole scene so on novel to Gail that she found it de- , he lightful. She and Van talked flippant- tr ) ly and with utuch laughter, as young < i persons who are just making each other's acquaintance usually do. Van even laughed when a chance question fo from flail brought the conversation o about to his own condition. I "But ought you be up so late? Si ' Oughtn't you be in bed. drinking a?-i<lo- I i philus milk or something?" Mail tie- ; p i inanded as the clock's hands moved a to half-past nine. . , | Van crushed out his cigarette, smiled down at his own tingers, smiled n up, with a glance into iter face. "My dear child, there's no more the matter with my lungs than with ?] yours !*' "There's?what?" Gail demanded j blankly. ! "I haven't got con," Van reiterated. j "I flunked out of college at Master, that was all! Or no," he remembered, t' conscientiously, "1 did have a heavy ?* chest cold, coughing all that. That . was part of it, you sec? 1 had to stay *?i i home n week at Christmas, and what I not?" j In his Incorrigibly cay manner he . finished the sentence with a shrug. w "You're not sick at all!" Gail said, fl in so disappointed a tone that they T both laughed outright. v: They sat on, watching the dancers, pi Against the low open pine crossbeams It of the roof cigarette smoke was rising blue nnd opaque. The music droned b.' on, the saxophone whining above the in other instruments; the crowd was \\ thinning now. some of the tnbles were bt empty. When the clock struck ten Gall said h< she must co home. Van made no nro- ?? ' test; he seemed tired, too. willing to in say good-night. n< They were laughing again, driving h. home In the starlight. But at the Law- bs re nee gate Gail was conscious that somehow their parting was going to fc he a little stiff and flat. Some minutes before they arrived she began to dread si it. It would be stiff. It would lay n heavy bar upon the frothy gaiety of jj, the evening. i? But she could not save herself. She ! could not be suddenly flirtatious? I amorous. She did not know how. Did 1 he expert her to let him kiss her good- sj night? Did he even want to kiss her: u. She did not know. ai Suddenly she felt like an Innocent, ili awkward little girl. A sense ot' help- or lessness smote her. This happy eve- p? ning must end on a high note, she oj 4CES p| I I i XT NTT Service X =LJ I :st r>?? equal to it. She must not say p >d-night like Kdlth saying good:ht to one of the girl* from the & *re?like a nice old lady saying I ;?d night to a dear old friend. | ' it soiaoi!<>\v -1.? '-/Mid i t carry !i I e wild thought of leaning anoVe n for n second, when she moved to ve The car, and of putting a butterki?s on his bared head, crossed her rrled mind. But that would he otic?that was not the way girls ised boys nowadays. They sank lin.st the boys, their bodies limp, ir painted mouths plastered against , ? boys' mouths. Such a girl at this t rnent would have her head on Van's ] polder. While she confusedly considered tt, ?y had reached the gate and she was t of the car. Van making no move nt to get down. (Jail went about to i side of the automobile, and stood king up nt him for a moment. V m, I've hail a perfectly delicious ae." He moved the gas control Idly to d fro on the wheel. "Sure, It was fun." His own voice seemed flat. Gall ed desperately for the hilarity of earlier even int. "As for your consumption. I shan't t over that, for a long time!" "My what?" lie asked dully. "Your fake consumption." It was no use. i'erhaps they were tli too tired for talk, Gall thought. A pause, brief, but much too long, len (Jail said. "Well, _<>od night! See 11 soon:" "Oh. sure!" he said and "Goodght *" and he was gone Into the dark. The girl made faces at herself os e went up the steps; she was con- g Sous of a shamed sort of feeling of iti-climax. It was as if she nad soid r birthright, somehow. Actually, she had not compromised; ere had not been a word or n glance I that ! :\, I..-en rchanged b) the most decorous of .Vliii- I'.." t! : I Was part el -.lie ouble! or else she was tired; maybe that its it. The front door was open, a 'ji'l .-as wavering in the hot. odoris hallway. Edith came out from d i ay like an ai._ * .. cool and * agrnnt tram n bath. She welcomed lit ns if vim the wars. *l>arling, did you have a good time?'' "It was heavenly. We drove around r awhile, and then we went down to Id Aunt Mary's. " "Gall Lawrence! Was tt wild? On linday night!" "No. i was as calm as a mill pond, here were two policemen there, and lot of nice college boys. Some of le girls looked rather?well, ordl try; hut It was very quiet. Nothing nigh.*' V BK ' 'WINVED louble Bass Is Larger Than the Player Himself The double ba>s, which stands best da > player at the rear of the orchestra, larger than the player lusel:. Like le ceilo, it has a spike which rests up- 1 l the ilo.it. Owing ? ? the thickness of ( s strings nil 1 because of the great 7.0 of the nsrrument. exceptional rength is required to press down the ' a\y strings i bow is very sturdy. s Solo playing the double bass c ouh! seem nt v.rst sight to have all * ie delicacy an elephant dancing, he double bass harmonics are of little line, yet there have been great solo avers on the double bass, such as the alian Drngonetti, (17tk'l-lS40). The very deep tones of the double iss arc essential ns support for other istruments, writes an authority in the "ashlngton Post. It is the giant mem- = ?r of the violin family. ^ The tone-color of the double bass ia ?avy, gruff, ponderous. It may be ;ed to burlesque the effects of lighter | istruments. In swift passages It can | ?ver be entirely clear; for lt? long, eavy strings are slow to cease vt ating. The double bass, then, may be used ?r the most part as a humble drudge, vlng the foundation of orchestral muc. 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