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CHAPTER XII. Continued ,
14
"Oh, gee!" he gasped, recovering
himself. "Who'd think Penile'd strlng
you like thatr
At the words, the child's fear was
swallowed up In recurring anger. Her
beloved Penzle had been criticized.
. "Don't you dure talk 'bout Penzle,"
lie flashed. "Get outa here, you
nlxy stiff! Get euta " She dashed
toward him with outllung arms, as
one might to frighten fl small animal ;
then stopping so abruptly that she
swayed dizzily for a moment. "Excuse
me," she muttered. "0 Lordl" Shu
turned and flew Into the house, bang
ing the kitchen door behind ber. The
minutes that supervened were troubled
by a thuddy thumping, as of a drum
gone wrong.
When Lettle reappeared she was
carrying an armful of boards, a to
mato can of old rescued nails, and a
hatchet with a notched blade. The
household did not possess a hammer,
an Implement too highly specialized
to be afforded; the hatchet bad
squeezed in by Its diversity of service.
Frank Bosley was still there, sitting
on a small stump, smoking a cigarette.
He watched lazily while Lettle spread
her materials down on the walk.
"What's the nifty notion?" he
drawled.
She gave him a brief glance. "You
here yet?"
"Sure, and talking. I asked, what
you making?"
"I'm going to make a coop for
She broke off and sat back on her
heels, considering.
"For the pepper-and-salt ship
wreck?" he put In helpfully.
" 'Tain't a shipwreck," defended
Lettle. "It's a Plymouth Rock, guar
anteed, and It's going to be a good
one. I gotta name her." She reflect
ed deeply, trying out names sound
lessly, with Hps moving. "I'll call her
Bonnie Geraldine," she said aloud.
This decision, honoring the two
daughters of Mrs. Weatherstone, was
the highest kind of tribute, being
spontaneous and given without Inten
tion of flattery. The young ladles
were only names to Lettle, who had
, no more thought of ever seeing a
Weatherstone than she had of glimps
ing the North pole, rising out of Its
cake of Ice and bearing aloft the flags
jf the various nations that have dis
covered It
"Better call It the Calico Curiosity,"
he suggested between slow puffs.
Lettle bit her Hps till the color left
rtipm Taklnar uo two nieces of board,
she propped them together to see If
they would form the conventional
rnhle roof of a chicken coop." They
, would not. With a sigh she discarded
one and took up another.
Ton can't do It," observed the man.
"Ton don't know how." .
"Why don't you help me, then?"
I? Child, I have better things to
do." .
"Tps. vou have!" she retorted.
"Such as slinking In the basement
door tn see the cross-eyed man!"
With his finger on the clasp of his
cigarette case, he paused. Lettle,
watching him calmly, was quick to
tee that her shot had told.
"And the little mnn that carries 'a
cane." she continued. .
"if T wan In vour nlace." Lettle pro-
ceeded with relish, "I wouldn't leave
mv machine In the same spot all time.
It's kinder notlc'ble, 'tween them two
eucalyptus trees on Everldge street,
and Here, Bonnie Geraldine," she
eommanded. turning to her new acqul
ltlon, "stop flopping 'round so. That
dog ain't going to hurt you. Here,
rood old Fil. treat her decent, can't
you? Ton gotta get 'qualnted and be
friends. How can I love you botn ir
She heard steps behind her. Switch
Ing about, she encountered the white
anger of Frank Bosley.
"Tou Imn of satan!" he growled.
Wnid vmir tonzue in your head If
you don't know how to use It You
hain't never seen me In any such
nlnre. If you want to play safe, you
won't get me mixed with somebody
else and go blabbing." ,
' Tattle stood ud and confronted him
" coolly, thin shoulders thrown back,
dark eyes undaunted. .
if it wasn't you what're you eet
ting so mad for? How do you know
t nin't nratslnz you?"
"I don't care what way 'tis. Who-
ever von saw. 'twan t me. D'you un
derstand? Yon needn't get me mixed
no with anybody else."
"I hain't got you mixed up, Mr.
Frank Bosley. I got your number,
and I know a lot I hain't told. I seen
- vou three fellers more'n once : . and
v way yon slink, I know you're 'shamed
of something. All is, If you want me
to keep still, you get outa here and
twn iviv from tTncle Jerry." - -
With an assumption of recovered
' composure, be returned to the stump,
, tnnb imt another clirarette. struck a
match, and contemplated the child
Wltn weil-simuiaiea maiperence.
Don't worry, snltflre."
- Lettle was immensely disappointed.
She bad thought she was making
headway. ' and here she ' was back
where she had been in the first place.
It took scarcely 'ten seconds for her
antrer to rise.; ' , ,
- "Get outa here," she shrieked. "Get
out and keep out"
"Dry up," he retorted. , 'Tve heard
nmie-h from you. voune lady. I
didn't come here to be sassed. I came
to see your uncle Jerry. " and . right
here I slay t"l he comes."
"I'o, you d.nTt; no, you don't"
Florence Bingham Livingston
Copyright b George H. Dona Company
or Til . Oh, by Jingoes, there I go
again I Excuse me, I gotta.
Hinrk curls lashing- her thin shoul
ders, she sprinted to the steps and
clipped Into the kitchen. The wooiien
tattoo began again ana , conunuea
steadily for some time. When It
finally ceased, Lettle came back wear
ii and threw herself down on the
walk. Turning all the na ls out of
the tin can, she proceeds! to sort
thorn according to their degree of
curvature, few of them being strn'-'u.
rtnnnle Geraldine." she said so.ty.
"vou sit right still. You're going to
be well pretty soon." Slie threw a
nail back Into the can, as being De
yond her skill In driving. She looked
up at Bosley.
"I really wish you d go home, sne
nrd. in a voice of great reasonable
ness. "We don't want you here; hon
est, none of us do. We don t tnink
you're a good friend for Uncle Jerry
and"
An Insolent laugh Interrupted her
plea.
"I mean it." she continued, witn
srowlnir vehemence. "We don't like
you to come here. Please so away."
"Drv ud. you little fool. I'm urea
of your patter. Ah, there you are.
Winston. Sav. old man. I thought
you'd never come. How does It look?"
Jerry Winston walked Into the yara.
"Pretty good, I guess. Lets get
somewhere and talk It over."
Lettle had risen and was watching
them anxiously, her large eyes wid
ening as her dismay Increased.
'Come on over to my house, sug
gested Frank Bosley.
"All right."
Lettle stepped forward. "Uncle
Jerry," she begged, "don't go with
that man. Penzle doesn't like It."
Jerrv Winston fixed her with a look
such as she had never before received
"Uncle Jerry," She Begged, "Dont Go
With That Man."
from Mm. "Keep still. Lettle, and
mind your own business."
"But, Uncle Jerry," she gaspea,
'you mustn't. It's making her un-
hnnnv. Oh. Dlease don't."
"T.Pttlp" he returned. In a tone that
pierced her heart, "you 'tend to your
own business. I tell you. You're mak
ing a big mistake. I choose my own
friends, and I cboose good ones. too.
nh oh oh !" she screamed, wring
ing her hands In agony. "I can't have
It I can't stand it. : it mases ner
no nnhannv. Oh. Uncle Jerry, you got
me going. Come back, or I'll" She
reached over and gathered up a nana
fnt nf nails: then dronned her hand.
The nails fell with a Jangle on the
board walk. 1
RhP was alone. Uncle Jerry had
gone with Frank Bosley. During the
moment that she realised her raiiure
tn - f mat rate this frlendshlD. her
breath stopped, from the most acute
despair. Then her anger rose, mount-
lng to rage against Uncle Jerry,
against Frank Bosley.
"I'll show him : I'll show him !" she
iul In a fnrv (In mad ImnillsR
she tore around the , house then
whirled and tore back again. "O
Trrt" ke aroaned. "why can't I re
member? j gotta remember, 'cause I
gotta stay with penzie.-
A min aha netted Into the kitchen
and reached for the toy rolling-pin.
Vicious blows rained on the board
blows of rage against the two men,
blows of exasperation over her fail
ure, blows ef wild wrath against her
own temper.
Tiptii. von shan't have me. Yon
shan't; you shan't Devil, do you
bear? xou snan. r nave me r
nm and over she uttered this defl
a nee, and with every word she struck
the gong till the heavy board swung
against tne wau. .
"O Penzle," she sobbed .brokenly,
Tm trying rm trying. Honest,
On and on she pounded, ber emo
tion reaching frency. a frenzy like that
nf the worn D'ner who dances till he
f,."s. Her arm ached, but her energy
. 13 not rt ax. L.M blood wet cieer,
like a great wave, leaving her head
cold. Then another great wave that
flooded her with heat rolled over her,
shut off her breath, receded 1 A black
wave I
she was still lying there on the floor
hpnpath the temper gong when Mrs.
Penfleld came In her face white In
Its frame of black curls, her , right
hand llmD on the rolling pin that had
come down with her on Its broken
string.
CHAPTER XIII
Calamity Coal Oil.
The days of Lorene Percy's engage
ment had been stormy ones In her
home, but through neighborly persua
sion and Intercession, Mrs. Percy bad
raised no permanent obstacle. ' Lo
rene's friends felt certain that her re
lease from home rule, was assured.
It was the evening before the Mar
riage ceremony. All the little Ten
fields had long since retired to their
sleeping-boxes; and that they might
not be disturbed by the light, Mrs.
Penfleld was sewing In the kitchen.
It was late and she was very tired.
Twice she had caught herself nap
ping and had gone to the back door to
breathe In the fresh air and get thor
oughly awake again. The moon was
full; the sky was Intensely blue ex
cept where quills of white cloud were
laid across It ; the back yard was filled
with soft radiance that transformed
the ugly clothes-poles Into slender
shafts of light
"What a beautiful world It Is!" she
said to herself. "And we all go so
fast that we don't har tfne to look
at It the way It Is. I wonder why we
get fretted up over a lot of pesky de
tails that we forget all about In a
week, when the universe la calm and
hnppy. Looks like we ain't In har-
tTiony with It I wish I had time-
No. I don't What I wish Is that I
can stay awake and sew an overcoat"
Resolutely she went back to her t
chair and fitted sections of the coat
together. J
Footsteps sounded on the . board
walk. There was a quick knock. The
door opened. j
"Oh, I knew something would hap
pen. I just knew It would. And It
has. Oh oh !" , I
Sirs. Penfleld sprang to her feet
The voice was familiar, but she
would hardly have recognized, with-
out this evidence, the figure that con
fronted her. ,
"Lorene !" she gasped.
"Look at nie!" cried the girl, ner
tragic tone emphasized her ludicrous
appearance. Her face and bands
were covered with fine soot, la flecks.
In strpnks: her fair hair was curiously I
darkened, as If a thin black veil had
been drawn over It; her light blue
house dress looked greasy and soiled.
Why, my dear. I can see you ve
had a little accident," said Mrs. Pea-
field briskly, "but 'twon't take long
to get you washed up again. I'll help
you. Oil heater, I s'pose."
The girl nodded. , "My Mrs. Percy
lighted It and put It In my room. I was
going to pack. She said I'd take cold
if the room wasn't warmed. And and
when I went in a few minutes later.
couldn't see. The air was full of
black soot everywhere clouds of It
Oh, dear; oh, dear, what can I dot"
Why, Lorene, I'll help. We "
Mrs. Penzle," shrieked the girt.
wringing her hands In distress, "you
don't understand. Everything Is ru
ined." ; i
"Ev'rythlngr
"Yes, everything. All my 'clothes I
I had them all laid out, ready to pack-
on the bed, the chairs. The clothes
press was open. They're all black,
sticky, spo-olled." She threw herself
on the wash bench and broke Into
wild sobbing. "Why, by the time I'd
been In there two minutes look at
me!" :
Oh, my dear." begged Mrs. Pea-
field, "don't cryv We've got to think
of something." ."
We can't" walled the girl. "There
Isn't anything to be-begln on. They
were all there everything I own la
the world, everything I've been saving
forall these mo-months." She lifted
her bead and looked at Mrs. Penfleld
with streaming eyes. "Yes, I suppose
they can be el-cleaned, but there lstil
time before tomorrow. There Isn't
tl-tl-tlrae." Her vo'ce broke. "Dlck
has his leave of absence and the tie-
tickets and all the de-detalls arranged.
We can't put It off and and we cant
I can't be m-m-marrled like this, can
I?" She threw out her arms in a ges
ture of hopelessness. :. - i " 1
Mrs. Penfleld could not restrain a
smile as she gazed at the forlorn
bride-elect huddled on the' wash
bench, too abject to realize her own
appearance at the moment or to care
about It compared with the greater
calamity ait home. -
"What can I do, Mrs. Penzle? J
can't ask Dick to take me like this."
"No, dear, you aren't going to." Mrs.
Penfleld put her bsnds on the girl's
shoulders and gave her a gentle shahs
that was half reproof and half caress.
"Grab your nerve, Lorene, and we'll
work a way out of this. ,8o long as
there ain't nothing more vital In the
path than soot and cinders, T predict
you're going to be married tomorrow
noon, as scheduled and all fresh and
dainty, too. You left your windows
open, didn't you 7 , , ,; , ;
"Oh, yes, but" ,
- "Then the air must be clear by tills
time. ' Til turn out the', lamp, sr.
we'll go right, over and see hw tl"
lOOk." - ' ' : '
, , fro S3 cojmNurtfci
imVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
SiindaySchool
T Lesson '.-
(Br RKV. P. B. riTZWATKR. D. D.,
Teacher of Engllah Bible In the Moody
Bible Inetltute ot Chicago.)
Caprrifbt, ' Waatara Nawipapat Cntaa.
LESSON FOR JULY 15
- 8IM0N PETER
LESSON TEXT Matthew 11:11-11:
John 11.15-7.
OOLDEN TEXT "Lord, Thou knoweit
all thlngi; Thou knoweit that I love
Thee." John H:1T. '
REFERENCE MATERIAL John
1:16-41; John 18:10-11; 0;1-10; Il:-H:
Acta 1:1-5. - . ...
PRIMART TOPIC Peter, the Helper
ot Jeaua.
JUNIOR TOPIC The Leader of the
TW6iV.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP
IC Peter's Failure! and Succeaaea.
YOUNQ PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC
Peter's Weakneaaea and Strength.
1. His Name. (John 1:42).
. The name which he bore when In
troduced to Christ was Simon, which
means "hearing." But Jesus gsve him
a new name "Peter," which means
"rock." This showed what he was to
become. . -
II. Hie Call. (John 1:41, 42).
His brother Andrew brought him to
Christ. This brought him Into fellow
ship 'with the Lord. From ordinary
dlsclpleshlp he was called to special
ministry (Luke 5:10). From being a
fisherman ha was called to catch men.
III. Peter's Character.
L Sincere. What Peter was at
heart could be read on his face. He
was free from duplicity. People could
understand him. Because of this
characteristic they could tell when he
was lying. Yet even when people
knew he was In error they could be
lieve In him. He seems to have been
Ignorant of the word "diplomacy."
2. Prompt He had the ability to
decide and act quickly, as the occa
sion demanded. This made him a real
leader. His action at the empty tomb
was an example of his promptitude.
John outran Peter, hut Peter was the
flrat to enter the tomb. When Corne
lius sent for him at Joppa he respond- r
ed without delay.
3. Courageous. While Peter played
the coward sometimes, he was for the
most part a brave man. No doubt it
was through cowardice that he denied
the Lord, but It was his courage that
brought him to follow the Lord Into
the palace of the high priest.
4. Intense, He reit Keenly anu
acted with vigor. Whether right or
wrong, what he did be did with all
his might. When he preached It was
with passion. No finer example of
'burning eloquence can be found than
hie Pentecostal sermon.
IV. Peter's Confession of Christ
(Matt. 10:13-18. 21-23).
The disciples had been with the
Lord for several years. They had
heard His mighty words and seen His
mighty works. Various opinions were
extant about Him. It was now neces
sary for them to have a definite con
ception of Him. The Master-Teacher
knew the necessity of having the dis
ciples get the right conception of Him
self. J
1. What It Was (v. 16). It involved
His Messlahshlp "The Christ." ' and
deity "Son of the living God." This
Is the burning question today. Those
who have the right , conception of
Christ's person and mission have no
trouble In the realms of science, philos
ophy or ethics.
2. Christ's Commendation (v. 17).
He pronounced him blessed. Truly he
was blessed, for he both possessed and
confessed the Christ The evidence
that Peter was blessed was that he
was In spiritual touch with the Father
tn Heaven.
8. Peter's Blessing (v. 18). Christ
declared that he should be the founda
tion stone In His church. , Christ Is the
chief cornerstone on which the church
Is built Christ's person and Messlah
ahin toaa confessed by Peter, and on
this rock Is laid the foundation of
iiwiatlea and uroDbets (Eph, 2:201.
All believers are living stones of this
timiaa fl Peter 2:5).
V. Peter's Restoration (JohnZi:io-
Peter trrlevouslr Islnned In denying
. innl hut ti maria a confession.
shedding bitter tears of"feaItenc over
his sin and folly. The Lord tenderly
ioit with His erring disciple and re
stored him. In this restoration He
hr mi trM tn Peter's mind the essential
qualification for his ministry. Love is
the nre-eminent gin lor uiirist s serv
Ice. To Impress this upon him, he
thro times asked the question, "Lovest
thou me?" . Three .classes or people
were to be served:- CD . Those be
ginning the Christian life "Feed my
lambs." (2) ' The mature Christians1
"Shepherd my sheep." The shepherd
needs to protect and feed the sheep.
Love Is the one essential equipment
for this service. (3) The aged Chris
tians "Feed my . sheep." Love Is
needed In dealing with the fathers and
mothers In Israel. , s -
:" -. Injurlea. '
. Rather wink at small Injuries than
to be too forward t avenge them. He
that to destroy s single bee should
throw down the hive, instead of one
enemy, would make a thousand.
' Trust" In the Lord.
Trust In the Lord and do good: so
Shalt thou dwell In the land, and
verily thou ahalt be fed. Pa 37:3.
The etudsnt .
Don't despair of a student If he bai
one clear Uea. nmnions. ,
3 YEARS WITHOUT WORD
WINS WIFE A DIVORCE
Sat Opposite Husband Every Day
at Luncheon Sh3 Says
Cruel, Says Court ' '
London. A 'wife who saldthnt her
huuliund bad not spoken to her for
three years nni two months, although
they sat opposite each other every duy
at their mlddny meul, was granted a
decree nisi of divorce in the courts
last week, the Judge holding that this
unusual conduct amounted' to cruelty
mil desertion.
The wife, Mrs. Ada Diver, said she
wis raurrled In lS'.n) and that she and
her husband were quite happy until
11)20, when she hud a nervous break
down and went to stuy at her mother's
house for a fe weeks. .
For twelve months after that they
lived In the same house and had one
tueul, luncheon, together each day, but
did not speuk.
She left him, but retun ed In a short
time, and though her husband then
slept elsewhere, be . still came home
tor luncheon and continued doing so
until last week, though refusing to
speak a word to his wife, Jlie silence
being maintained altogether for more
than three years, she said.
Runaway Tricks Police; .
Thieves Get Diamonds
New York. After frightening a horse
to divert ' attention from themselves,
two bandits recently smashed a window
In the Rundback Jewelry store, 2232
Third avenue, fired a bullet at one of
the proprietors' and fled In a taxlcab
with a tray J diamonds valued at
$40,000. The robbery happened shortly
after 9 o'clock, when the streets of
Harlem were filled with Saturday night
Bhoppers.
The store has been robbed twice In
the last year and, although the loss In
each Instance was not great Patrolman
John Lloyd of the Eust One Hundred
and. Twenty-sixth Street station has
tlnce kept a careful watch on the
place. Just before the robbery, a horse
hired from a livery stable at 845 East
One Hundred and Third street bolted,
nnd the policeman ran after It A mo
ment later came the crash of glass as
the store window was smashed.
Persons who happened to be tn the
block between One Hundred and Twenty-first
and One Hundred nnd Twenty
second street sold they saw two young
men leap from a taxlcab at the curb
Just as the policeman raced after the
horse.
One of them hurled a brick through
the show window and the other quickly
reached through, taking out one of
several trays of gems. John Rundback
who owns the store with his mother
and his brother, Edward, rushed to the
doorway nnd one of the bandits fired
at him, but the bullet went wild.
The two robbers then Jumped Into
the tnxlcab, which was a few feet
awny, and drove out of sight before
Policeman Lloyd had finished calming
the frightened horse two blocks dis
tant. No one could be found who eould
account for the animal running away,
but the police believe some one In
league with the bandits was respon
slble.
Disease Makes Her Talk
Almost Continuously
Parsons. Kan. Talking almost con
tlnuoualy since last Thanksgiving, and
still going strong, Is the unique record
of Miss Mildred Spencer, twenty-
year-old schoolma'am of this city.
. Miss " Spencer, while visiting her
home In Baldwin for the Thanksgiv
lng vacation, prattled Incessantly of
"cabbages and kings," but the family
thought she was only overjoyed to re
turn. But ' when she awakened ber
mother night after night to continue
the talk-fest, the famll became
alarmed, i
Several weeks ago the patient was
brought to a local sanitarium, where
physicians diagnosed her malady as
"talking sickness." ,
- Miss Spencer Is i widely read and
has a wealth of material upon wbicn
to enlighten Attendants. She rarely
repeats herself.
A cure within a few weeks Is prom
ised by physicians.
Arrested for SDeedinrj.
v ; Has Latest in Alibis
- Woddlawn, Cal. J. R. Lemon of Sac
ramento has been awarded first honors
for offering alibis In the local Justice
imirt- : :
when I mon was overhauled by Of
ficer George Sharpneck recently he was
dolne 45 miles an hour. .
Lemon wrote to Justice of the Feace
w. H. Scott as follows: -
"I could not help my speed for the
suction of a passenger train passing
through Davis drew me along.
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J Child Found Lunching ; '
! on a Stick of Dynamite
Mrs! C B. Brewer of Kansas
City, Kan., was amazed to find
her three-year-old daughter seat
ed on the step o a rear porch
complacently chewing on a half
pound stick of dynamite. She
separated the baby from Its
"lunch" and called the police.
Other children, who had been
playing In the yard, explained
that the baby found the ex
plosive' In a bunch of wire. No
ill effects followed the dyna-,
mite menu. , ' .
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ORANGE Grove only $1,500. Fully Im
proved farm home, bordering- lake tn
Village, convenient atorea1. churches,
school; IS acrea loamy tillage, aome
good garden truck aoil. Lake-watered
pasture; cltrua trees; produced 82 boxes
peara. figs, grape.i; 2-atory, roomy
house, porches, roaea. lake view, barn.
Owner needs money; sacrifice for 11.600.
part cash. Come and aee It . It.
GHE1NEH, INC, EV8TIS, FLA.
THING OF MOST IMPORTANCE
Idle to Think Woman Would Look at
Her Teeth When Her Hair Was
In Consideration.
The dentist was busy filling a young '
woman's teeth. When he had finished
the first tooth he handed ner a mirror
that she might see the result for her
self. Then he continued his task, each
time handing her the mirror after
tooth had been filled. Finally, wlaen
his task was completed and she had
handed back the mirror with thanks,
he asked: -
"Well, Mrs. Danforthhow do thej
look to youT ;
. "Look to met "Why, I haven't sees
them yet 1" she exclaimed.
"i mean the teeth I have Just filled,"
said the dentist, thinking she had no)
understood..
"Oh, I forgot about the teeth," shi
replied as she reached for the mirror
"What did you look at each time,
thenr - queried the dentist, wonder
lngly. i ;
"Why, my hair of course, Harper"!
Magazine. .
Everybody Knows How.
"Have you ever noticed?" asks tin
Maryvllle (Mo.) Democrat-Forum, "hos
everybody knows how, everybody elst
should do something?" -
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