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from lull, ? high school girt, that
Allele haa ?pceud (outp an mr lowa
ahoal her aa4 Tom Panaa meetlug
aa the rftdgo. Bho avoided Falloa lor
aOTOral dajrs, hot oa Satarda; ho camo
lata tha chlckoa ;ard where she was
worklaf. She told him of tha gm?lp.
-Who ? tar tod thH talkT" ha demaadod.
Me? told him It waa allele stoeoaaoa,
tha widow. "I U have a talk with her,"
Tom declared, (ho honed Mm to do
aetata# a boot it, bat he left with a (rim
laca. Whoa ho came hack b; to pick ap
the milk aad e##a ho told Me# that ho
dwefht Mrs. Btoreaaoa waa "tola# to
maad her wajra." Me tan had her double,
lot aha had known Alicia loader.
C* . CHAPTER IV
Megan (hook her head. "She haa
no children," she explained. "She
is a widow. She came here to live
in the spring, because, as she
frankly stated, her income has
shrunk so much that she can't af
ford to live anywhere else. And she
amuses herself by ferreting out
small things that people would rath
er not have known?and then?sort
of broadcasts them where they will
create the most excitement."
"She sounds like a thoroughly un
pleasant person," said Tom grim
ly. "And a dangerous one. Where
does she live?"
"Across the road," answered Me
gan, indicating the once drab little
house that now wore an air of fresh
ness that was almost charm.
Tom said sternly, suddenly, "I
think I'll have a little talk with Mrs.
Stevenson."
But Megan laid a swift hand on
his arm, stopping him.
"Please don't," she said urgently.
"After all, nothing can be gained
by talking to her. We've all tried
It?she only uses our protests and
arguments to add more fuel to her
talk. We've found that the best
way is to avoid her, and give her
as little material as we can."
Tom nodded grimly. "Just the
same, I think I'll have a little talk
with her," he said, and before Me
gan could stop him he had turned
and strode away in the direction of
the little silvery-gray house with its
green trim.
It was almost hall an hour before
Tom came back and stopped at the
back door to get the two bottles of
milk and the eggs that she had
waiting for him.
His face was grim and set. There
was a little white line about his
mouth, and his eyes were angry. But
he managed a slight smile that
tried hard to be comforting, and
' said quietly, "I don't think you need
to worry any more. And there is
no reason why you should not con
tinue your walks to the Bidge any
time you like. I think Mrs. Steven
son is going to mend her ways a
bit."
He picked up the milk and the
sack of eggs and went his way.
After a minute Annie said, as she
slid a pan of biscuits deftly into the
oven, "Dat Miz Stevenson sho' do
make a heap of trouble, don't she?"
Megan looked at her sharply.
"What do you mean by that, An
nie?" she demanded swiftly.
"She be'n tellin' folks dat Ruby
Mae?dat's Pearl's gal?stole a ring
off'n her," said Annie. "An' Ruby
Mae, she say she ain't nebber seed
de ole ring. An' den dat ole Miz
Stevenson, she tell people she found
de ring on de back po'ch, wheh she
say Ruby Mae done hid it; she
say Ruby Mae skeered Miz Steven
son gonna call de Law an' she stick
de ring up deh so folks think she
ain't took it."
Annie straightened, put her strong
brown hands on her hips and faced
Megan almost belligerently.
"Miss Meggie, dat po' chile ain't
stole nuthin'," she said sharply.
"Ruby Mae a good gal! Y'ail knows
dat. Miss Meggie?but white folks
always believes white folks 'ste'd o'
colored folks?an' Ruby Mae cain't
fit a job."
Annie's inurer lln . II.
tie more and her chocolate brown
eyea were almost black. "Some
times when folks do like Miz' Ste
venson?things happen to 'em."
They were not more than half
way through supper when the front
door opened and a cheerful voice
called, "Yoo-hoo?it's only me! I'll
come right in!"
It was Alicia, of course, cool and
fresh looking in a brown and yellow
print frock, her hair brushed into
coquettish curls, a yellow bow
tucked into it. She was rather
heavily rouged as usual, and if she
was feeling the unpleasantness of
Tom's visit, she certainly did not
show it.
Jim MacTavish, always with an
eye for an attractive woman, greet
ed her with obvious pleasure, and
drew out a chair for her. She de
murred prettily at their invitation
to have supper. And then she
broached the subject of her visit;
she had bought some new window
shades for her house and was com
pletely helpless when it came to
putting them up, and wondered?so
prettily!?if Mr. MacTavish would
give her a hand.
"I know it's terrible to ask you to
help, Mr. MacTavish," she apolo
gized, "but it's simply impossible
to get anyone to do anything in this
crazy little place?I mean to hire
anyone. It makes one terribly de
pendent on ana's friends. I'm afraid
it's a- terrible Imposition?but?"
She fluttered her hands and the
light glimmered on two very good
diamond rings that she wore.
Jim expressed himself as delight- |
ed to be of service, as he rose from
the table and went to get his tools.
A moment later she and Jim were
going down the steps and along the
walk.
Annie, coming in to clear the ta
ble, frowning blackly, said unex
pectedly, "Whut's dat 'oman up to
now, Miss MeggleT"
Megan tried to laugh. "What do
you mean?"
"Comin" ove' heh, an' takin'
Marse Jim away?you s'pose she
makin' up to him? Rollin' heh eyes
like dat?" Annie's anger was
mounting and Megan rose swiftly.
"That will do, Annie," she said
firmly. "Mrs. Stevenson wanted
Dad to help her hang some window
shades?"
"An* she too burnin' stingy to pay
somebody, so she get Marse Jim to
do it fo' nuthin'," Annie finished
I i? on
He was at the table having his
Anal cap of coffee, when she came
into the dining room.
angrily, departing with a tray load
ed with dishes before Megan could
answer her.
Megan went on into the shabby,
comfortable living room and sat
down with a mending basket. But
though she sewed until after ten,
which was disgracefully late ac
cording to Pleasant Grove's early
to-rise habits, her father had not
come home when she finally went
to bed. Indeed, she had been in
bed for some time and was almost
asleep before she heard his cau
tious entrance and the door of his
room closing behind him.
In the morning, she had already
had her breakfast and done her
morning chores before her father
came down. He was at the table,
having his final cup of coffee, when
she came into the dining room. He
looked up at her a little defensively.
"That Mrs. Stevenson is a de
lightful little woman," he stated
firmly. "I can't think what this
filthy-minded little town means by
low-rating her as they have. I've
heard all sorts of gossip about her.
I have never had a chance to get
acquainted with her?but now that
I have, I intend to defend her when
ever I get a chance."
Megan looked at him, atartled,
and then she smiled.
"Look, Pops," she said firmly,
"Alicia is getting exactly the treat
ment she seems to want. She has
an absolutely scandalous tongue and
she goes around making people
miserable by ferreting out their
pitiful little secrets and broadcast
ing them?"
"People have no right to be upset
about the truth?" her father began
sternly.
Megan said quietly, "Yesterday
at Mrs. Stuart's quilting she
dropped the information that I have
been seen meeting Professor Fallon
secretly on the Ridge."
Jim stared at her for a moment,
and then his handsome, rugged face
began to darken with anger. "Is
that true, Megan?" he demanded
sternly. -
"I met him on the Ridge once,
purely by accident, and talked to
him a few minutes," Megan an
swered quietly. "After all, he is a
customer of ours?he is a fine, in
telligent, interesting man. I could
not very well turn around and walk
away, refusing to speak to him,
could I?"
"Certainly not?but you didn't
have to keep going back to meet
him again," snapped Jim furiously.
Megan held on to her temper witb
an effort.
"I've told you that I saw him there
just once, purely by accident," she
told him levelly.
"Well, then, what'* all the fuse
about?" snapped Jim.
"The fun la because Alicia gave
the impression at Mrs. Stuart's that
I was meeting Tom there almost
daily?and in secret," Megan re
turned.
"Then you should have ex- .
plained?"
"I did," Megan cut In. "But the
harm had already been done."
"Harm? What possible harm
could come from such a thing?"
"None at all, except that Alicia
dropped her little information in the
exact way to make It sound ugliest
?and of course the women around
the quilting frame were most of
them mothers with children in the
school, and they promptly began to
wonder?you could almost see them
wondering?just how much truth
there was in the suggestion, and
whether Tom was the right man to
hold the job he's got?"
"You keep calling him Tom',"
her father cut in suddenly, and
there was a curious, almost a sus
picious look in his eyes.
Megan set her teeth for a mo
ment, and then answered quietly, "I
have never called him anything but
'Mr. Fallon' or 'Professor Fallon'
to his face."
She laughed and made a gesture
of helplessness.
"You see how well Alicia does
her work?" she said dryly. "You
wonder why the women at the quilt
ing party yesterday afternoon could
think for a moment there was any
truth in what she was hinting?and
yet you yourself, my own father,
are wondering uneasily If maybe 1
haven't been just a little?well, in
discreet!"
Jim rose from the table and flung
his crumpled napkin down and
snorted. ?aty
"That's idiotic I I'm not wonder
ing anything of the kind I I'm just
puzzled to understand why sane,
normal people like these in Pleas
ant Grove should so cruelly mis
judge a woman like Alicia Steven
son. I confess I was amazed last,
night, to discover how childishly
friendly and simple she is. Why,
I'm positive there isn't a malicious
bone in her body I Maybe she chat
ters too much?but I'm convinced
it's merely a guilty conscience that
makes people think she's talking
about them! You know the old say
ing?'if the shoe pinches'?and he
strode out of the house.
For the past two years, Megan
had had two dates a week with Lau
rence Martin, from the county seat.
Laurence was a? Pleasant Grova
product who had, by grim determi
nation and an almost superhuman
amount of labor, managed an edu
cation and a law course. Two years
ago, he had gone to the county seat
and into the office of old Judge Gra
ham, where he was getting much
valuable experience and very little
money. He and Megan had grown
up together in Pleasant Grove, al
though Laurence was older than she
by several years.
He had been quite honestly disap
pointed when he had been rejected
for military service, partly because
of his eyes, partly because of a
stomach disorder resulting, as Me
gan knew very well, from an im
poverished childhood, and malnutri
tion during the years he had been
fighting his way through law school.
On this Tuesday night, Megan
dressed for his arrival, with a feel
ing at relief that she was not facing
any complication in Laurence's ar
rival. She liked him sincerely. She
had, she admitted to herself, thought
of marrying him. He wanted her
to, when, as, ' and if he aver
achieved a position that would
make it possible for him to support
a wife. That was an understand
ing between them that had no need
to be put into words.
Tonight, standing before the mir
ror in her neat, cheerful bedroom,
she studied her reflection in the
mirror, with a soberness and an in
tensity that she seldom bothered to
give the girl in the glass. She sel
dom had time to do more than
glance at herself as she brushed her
hair; hut tonight, dressed and ready
for Laurence, she looked at herself
thoughtfully, trying to see herself
with the eyes of someone else, or
a stranger?perhaps of Tom Fal
lon.
due saw ? gin a nine (Tver me
dium height, neat, trim, well-round
ed figure bom of the hard work and
outdoor exercise of her daily life;
she saw leaf-brown hair that had
no need of the curling iron and
that the wore thoulder length be
cause it was less trouble to have to
go to the barber shop once in two
months, than every week; her eyes
were her best feature, her chief
claim to beauty. They were gray
blue, long lashed, get well apart be
neath airy brows. She was not beau
tiful, she told herself with an al- ,
most impersonal frankness. She
looked healthy and wholesome, and
that was all!
As she reached the foot of the
stairs, her father turned, almost i
guiltily, from the front door, and
said stiffly, "I knew Laurence would .
be along soon so I thought I'd step 1
out for a little fresh air."
He was dressed, she saw, la his '
"best" suit, ordinarily reserved for
trips to the county seat sad rare
trips to the city more than a hun
dred miles away.
(TO ax cosrnxuKD)
IMPROVED ~L J J 11
UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
Sunday i
chool Lesson
_ By HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. D D.
Of Th? Moody Bibl* Institute of Chicago.
Released by WesUra Newspaper Union.
1
Lesson for August 4
Lesson subjects and Scripture texts se
lected and copyrighted by International
Council of Religious Education; used by
permission.
JESUS AND THE SABBATH
LESSON TEXT - Exodus ?:?; Mart
1:23-28: Matthew 11:9-13
MEMORY SELECTION?Thia it the day
which the Lord hath made: we will re
joice and be (lad In It.?Psalm 11S.M.
"The Sabbath was made (or
man," and was ordained of God for
the good of man's body and soul. It
was intended to be a day of glad
fellowship with the Lord.
Since the Sabbath ? the seventh
day ? wis essentially one of rest
and worship, the principles which
surrounded it and directed its life
may be applied to our day of rest,
which is the first day of the week?
the Lord's day.
That word "rest" sounds a little
strange in this busy world of ours,
and yet it is an important one. It
means quiet for the struggling one,
calm for the troubled, repose for
the weary, cessation of labor for
the worn-out one.
God in his infinite wisdom saw
that without rest man would soon
destroy himself, and he made pro
vision for one day in seven when
labor should cease and man should
be free for that recreation of soul
and body which should fit him for
the labor of the week.
I. A Day of Holiness (Exod. 20:8).
God gave his people a holy
day to balance .up their days of la
bor and to bring blessing to their
souls. On that day he decreed that
they should come apart from their
labors, turn (com jH&ula? .interest
and turn their hearts and" mfnds
to tfeg unseen and the eternal. Man
would become so engrossed in the
things of this world that he would |
soon forget; therefore, God com- :
mands him to stop and worship.
That should be sufficient to cause his
people to "remember" the day "to
keep it holy."
Notice that the day of rest was
to be not only for the family, but
also for servants and for visitors.
The employer who unnecessarily
operates his factory or office on Sun
day violates this commandment.
Note also that the man who is to
rest on the seventh day is supposed
to work on the six days. Some
neglect to do both.
This matter of keeping the Lord's
day holy Is one which has tremen
dous implications in the lives of our
children. Many men and women
who have had built into their own
character! the stalwart virtues nur
tured by family attendance at di
vine worship have not only forgotten
their own continuing need, but are
destroying the Interest of their chil
dren in church attendance.
It is serious enough to go astray
in one's own life, but to lead one's
children astray is an appalling re
sponsibility. Let's keep the Lord's
day as a holy day.
n. A Day of Helpfulness (Mark
2:23-28).
The formalists of Christ'i day, the
Pharisees, had overlooked the heart
of God's law and the holy living
which it was intended to produce,
and had bound up even the observ
ance of the sabbath (which was in
tended to be a day of rest and glad
ness) in luch a mass of technical
"thou shalt not's" that it was a day
of fear.
The accusations against the disci
ples because they had taken and
eaten grain was not on the ground
that they had stolen, for the law
(Deut. 23:29) guaranteed that right
to the one who passed through his
neighbor's field. The Pharisees con
tended, however, that the disciples
had workad on the Sabbath in pick
ing and hulling the grain.
God'a laws are helpful laws, and
it la only when men pervert them,
or add to them their own traditions
and interpretations, that they be
come burdensome to anyone who is
God-fearing and obedient.
m. A Day of Healing (Matt 12:
?-13).
Jesus made it clear that healing
of the body (yes, and of the soul)
was most appropriate on the Sab
bath day; in fact, that is the very
day for it.
The healing of the man with the
withered arm revealed that back of
the Pharisees' professed concern
for the Sabbath was a real hatred
for Christ. It is an appalling thing
that in the house of worship on the
very Sabbath day, these men,
outwardly so religious, were plot
ting against our Lord.
Jesus cuts across human hypoc
risy and hatred to declare that the
true keeping of the Sabbath is to do
the work of God. No work of neces
sity (like plucking the grain) or of
mercy (like healing the withered
arm) is ever out of place on the day
of rest.
A werd of caution is needed, for
some have sought to interpret this
Scripture as providing biblical
ground for doing all sorts of things
on their day of rest. That day is
for man's good, not for his detrac
tion. His greatest good is served
by rest, worship, spiritual develop
ment, Oiristian fellowship, and the
doing of deeds of necessity and
mercy.
Tha desecration of the Lord's day
in our time is a serious matter.
Let us wot contribute to it.
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Crowded Capital Slowly
Resuming Former Charm
\AfAshlNGTON is the biggest
'' county seat town in the coun
try.
It is a beautiful city of broad,
tree-lined streets and avenues, of
stone and marble public buildings,
exquisitely beautiful parks and
statues, laid out with pleasant sym
metry, roughly in the form of a wag
on wheel with its avenues emanat
ing from the Capitol and the Mall.
But Washington Is a city of con
trasts, and its beauty but lightly
masks its slums, for in the shadow
of the national capitol, of the or
nate senate and house office build
ings, there are slums and blighted
areas equal in squalor if not In ex
tent to that of any large city.
Fifteen years ago Washington's
population was something like 350,
000. It had the air and atmosphere
of a southern city. It was easy
going and unhurried and its pulse
quickened only when congress con
vened. It was a city of tourists, the
native population looking upon them
with condescendingly good humor.
Today Washington's population
numbers over a million, and in the
metropolitan area which spills over
into Maryland and Virginia acrosy
the District of Columbia- UneT the
total population runs something like
1,300,000. These people have flocked
into the capital city from every cor
ner of the nation, once the world,
and today Washington is truly cos
mopolitan in population if not in its
physical plant. ccCy* ?
City to Remain Big "*
For the city, its business district,
its utility facilities, its planning,
zoning and housing was set up for
a city of less than half its present
size and although there may be
some reduction in population as gov
ernment, its only industry, reduces
its staff after the war, civic leaders
here do not foresee an appreciable
reduction in the size of the city. '
So during these 15 years
Washington has loomed, and
particularly the past Ave war
years the place has been packed
and jammed with hurrying scur
rying humanity. Stores are
crowded and lines even form to
get out of these stores; people
are living doubled-up In apart
meats, single apartments having
as many as Ave or six people
occupying space Intended for
one or two; streets teem with
shoppers; traflle Is slow; street
cars and busses are paeked;
houses are at a premium, of
coarse, although there is n tre
mendous building boom under
way In outlying Maryland and
Virginia in the metropolitan
area which includes Bethesda,
Silver Spring, Takoma Park,
Hyatt* ville and other communi
ties in Maryland, and Arlington,
Alexandria, Falls Church and
other near-by towns in Virginia.
Life ia complex here today. Con
gressional debate draws no packed
galleries from local gentry; trans
portation and other facilities have
barely kept pace with growth; food
is in short supply; there has been
little or no beef in Washington for
months; restaurants feature seafood
dishes at prices which paralyze;
there are lines waiting for tables;
sightseeing busses have started op
erating again; the capitol dome is
again floodlighted; business and of
fice space is at a premium witn
rents outrageous; huge foreign gov
ernmental agencies such as the
British Purchasing agency pnd the
Russian Purchasing agency are giv
ing up whole apartment buildings
which they occupied, and these are
being turned back to tenants; gov
ernment agencies are being reshuf
fled and the people of the dis
trict at last see an opportunity to
gain the ballot.
Civic Pridm Lacking
For this capital of the greatest
democracy in the world is the least
democratic city in the world . . .
its people are taxed without repre
sentation ... its government is a
hodge podge affair, unrepresenta
tive of the people . . . and congress
now seems inclined to grant these
people the right to vote. Because of
the fact the people have no say
about their city government there
is no civic pride here T. . there is
no civic leadership ... for congress
and the commissioners named by
the President and approved by con
gress run the city.
Big Partie* at Embatsiet
Social life here Is largely eon
Bned to homes and to diplomat
ic centers. The embassies Sbd
consulates along Massachusetts
avenue and Sixteenth street pro
vide the settings for lavish par
ties and entertainments. Pri
vate elabs also furnish social
life for their memberships.
There are as trst class night
elabs, and hotels, overcrowded
as they are, have few facilities
for this purpose except at the
?tatter and the Mayflower.
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