Sailor Dixcot ers That
Appearances Deceive
The naval recruit was getting on
very well with the blue-eyed and
sweetly fragile damsel at the
dance. Naturally he suggested
having a bite to rat. She re.idtly
accepted, and they strolled into
the dining room.
Presently, the sailor noticed that
one waiter was staring at his part
ner rather too intently. At last
he tackled the ran.
"Don't you know it's very rude
to stare at ladies?" he snapped. '
"Sorry, sir." was the meek re
ply, "but it ain't rudeness? it's ad
miration, sir. This is the sixth
time she's been down to supper to
night!**
Bride at Two
Princess Mary, daughter of Hen
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was married to the Dauphin of
France The bride was two years
old ? the grcom, nine months!
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CHAPTER XIV
A yell of horror crackcd in Brace's
throat. He seized his rifle, climbed
down from the cockpit, stumbling,
slipping, raced toward the man
wielding a gun like a club as a
great polar bear charged at him.
Another, smaller, bleeding, roaring
horribly, was struggling up from the
ice.
Harcourt stopped. Raised his ri
fle. Fired. His gun cracked again. I
Again. Both animals crumpled into
mounds of white fur The man who
had been defending himself jumped
back, turned.
"Bruce! Bruce!"
The universe steadied. Panting,
bleeding, ashen, dripping with mois
ture. Chester stumbled forward. His
eyes were the eyes of a man who
has stared death in the face.
m time! I shot? the? cub?
didn't know there was another ar.d
?and?" he swayed. Harcourt
caught him.
"Take it easy. Jimmy, till I can
get you into the cockpit.**
H:th moans. Chester pulled him
self up.
As he climbed into the cockpit.
Chester mumbled deliriously:
"Take me? back? Chief. Crazy
stunt to? run? away. Milly heard?
me ? threaten ? Joe. I'll ? come
across with ?
His face contracted In pain. His
eyes closed.
? ? ?
Grant s usually clear voice was
toneless. "Did you get those notes
typed?
"Yes."
He picked up the sheets Janice in
icated. "You're good, you are cer
?!? .eood' When you leave us
you d better take a turn at the re
duction of the Public Debt "
j Leaye! What do you mean?"
Uon 1 "ke the way this guy Pax
rw uS b!e,n han?in? since
He and his 170-foct
yacht, with its twin 550-horsepower
engines, make headquarters look as
Dare and unlovely as a plucked
chicken. I'll bet Bruce would be fit
here'" " h<? k"eW that bozo was
;;Ned arrived before he started."
. d!d! And he w"it otf and
itrn yuu:
Of what importance am I in com
parison to his job?"
S?*S .ym!" Grant*s always rud
dy skin took on a deeper tint. He
clearly gave her the impression that
in his opinion Harcourt was deeply
in love with her. But he quickly
changed the subject.
Hi.3,VC iUSt f?Und out that Kadyama
didn t appear at all at the squaw
dance the night Hale was shot."
He told the marshal that he
was there after nine.'*
"H? sure did. But he wasn't."
_ where was he?"
"That's what I mean to find out.
You re the only person I've told
Tho V C' a WOrd to anyone.
I he Commissioner and Harcourt
abo.f,Urtt MTS ? Hale knows m?re
about the late unpleasantness than
fhpv 1S iimf' They "dioed that
ter? tW?U back at headquar
ters tomorrow. Didn't say whether
they were bringing Chester. Get her
up to the H house for a cup of tea
this afternoon, can't you? I'll droD
m. Philo Vance stuff. If your folP
mer fiance comes, all to the good I
suspect that the sunshiny presence
of a multi-riillionaire might help
dispel her s.oom."
tnA?hSh=Walked ,he short distance
shalert haamP ?abin' Janice mar
shaled her memories. Where had
r,an?H ,u8n the eveninK of what he
called the marriage-party? He had
welcomed Bruce and herself when
they landed on the flying field. She
couldn t remember having seen him
even for a moment during the fes
tivities.
She paused abruptly on the
threshold of the Samp living-room
Ned Paxton was beside Miss Mary
at the table from which books and
lamps had been removed to make
space for a profusion of unmounted
photographs. Martha, in the wine
chair, white-stockinged feet on a
stool, shoes on the floor beside it
peered from behind a newspaper '
"Sakes alive, aren't you through
work early, Janice?" 8
. L'M/ ?Gra"t closed the office early
I had finished the work he left i
suspect that he didn't want to' b~
bothered with me. Immediately l
Mrs.8 Hale? ,Ca"Parly- Where ,s
Martha Samp's voice was grim
She isn t what you'd call cheerful'
I kinder think Millicent's goin' to
enjoy widowhood like some folks en
joy poor health. She's talkin' an
awful lot about missin' Joe. Now
makin allowance for the shock an1
terrible unhappy with him."
"You don't understand folks who
arcn t hacked out of Plymouth Rock
as you are. Martha."
If one of thr scarlet-coated Hes
K'ars or. the he.irth had sloshed with
his gold saber, Janice wouldn't have
been more surprised than she was
at the younger Samp sister's out
burst. Martha stared at her with
faded agate eyes
"Mary Samp! What foolish talk!
Have you gone plumb crazy?"
"Crazy! I've just come sane. I've
spent over two years of the precious
few I got left cookin' waffles up in
this wilderness, where you don't
ever see anybody, when I might
have been seeing places, real
places, an' having clothes, real
clothes. Great things are goin' on in
the world, an' all I know is waffles
an' then more waffles."
Martha Samp opened her lips.
"Mary Sa-np! Your head's been
turned readin' thcSS !=h!3S
zines. Foolish things."
"They ain't foolish. They're like
fairy tales to me. When I read
'bout slim, slithery women in trail
in' silver dresses an' ermine capes
an' emerald bracelets glitter-gleam
in' on their arms. I'm them. You
an' I are not poor. You like to pile
up money. I don't. I'm going to
spend my hatf. I'll atay here till
the last boat goes out, then I'm
through with pots and pans and
waffles."
She sank back, visibly shaking.
Her sister's voice was as sharp as
"I will take yon down the coast
in my yacht."
a razor, though Janicc saw the glint
of tears in her eyes. *
"Sakes alive, Mary Samp! I didn't
know you had so much spunk. An'
here I've been layin' awake nights
wonderin' what would happen to you
if I died. I guess I'm not so im
portant as I thought I was. You'd
probably get on a heap sight bet
ter without me. If that's the way
you feel, you needn't wait for the
last boat. Go as soon as you like.
I don't need you."
Paxton, who had been standing by
the mantel smoking, flung his ciga
rette into the Are. He laid his hand
on Mary Samp's heaving shoulder.
"Call her bluff. I will take you
down the coast in my yacht. I'll
give you the time of your life. I
will take Mrs. Hale too, if she'll
come."
Mary Samp wiped misty eyes with
a shaking hand. "I'd like it, Mr.
Paxton."
Millicent Hale was seated at a
desk littered with papers when Jan
ice entered her cabin. In her black
frock she seemed passionless, re
mote, intangible as a shadow. The
fire cast rosy shadows on her skin
without warming it, flashed reflect
ed flames into the strained eyes
without lighting them. Janice felt
her color rise in the face of her
well-bred surprise.
Mrs. Hale touched her black frock.
"You are inviting me to a party?"
Her pained surprise mode Jan
ice feel like a worm. "I didn't mean
a real party. Merely a cm of tea.
I thought coming to the H house for
a while might shorten the day for
you. It must seem horribly long."
Millicent Hale's shudder was
slight, quickly under control.
"This day is neither longer nor
harder than many other days hav?
been in this horrible country. Has
Bruce been heard from?"
"They radioed that they w^uld
leave the northern camp early to
morrow. Would reach headquarters
in the afternoon."
"Have they found Jimmy?"
"Nothing was said about Mr
Chester. At least Mr. Grant told
me nothing."
With a sob. relief perhaps, Milli
cent Hale laid her face on arms out
tlung on the desk. Janice tried to
comfort her.
"I wish that I might help you."
"Help!" The woman rose with a
haste which catapulted the somno
lent Pekinese to the rug. Her voice
shook with anger. "Help! You!
You've snatched all the good in life
there was left for me. You knew
Bruce years ago, I hear. Met him
again, ran away from the man you
were to marry, disguised yourself
as a boy, brought a trunk load of
seductive clothes and came hotfoot
after him. didn't you?"
"And got him!"
? ? ?
Jsaivw Danjed the door behind
her. Humiliation succeeded fury. If
moments of crisis revealed one's
true self, she and Millicent Hale had
not shown up well under the late
passage-at-arms. Two tenement
house women fighting over a man
would have stripped down to the
same basic frenzy.
"And got him!" What would
Bruce think if he heard what she
had claimed? The question which
haunted Janice's waking hours, in
truded on her dreams, bobbed up
again! "Was Bruce in love with Mil
licent before I came?"
As she opened the H house door
she heard a thud. Pasca, his plaid
shirt of a blinding brilliance, was
laying = !=g or. the fire.
"Set up the card table," she said. |
"Lay the cloth and arrange the Chi
nese pewter tray the way I showed
you. Be sure that the water for the
tea has been freshly boiled. Grate
cheese on crackers and brown them,
put others together sandwich fash
ion with guava jelly and chopped
nuts."
The man's stolid face brightened
in a childish smile. "How many
tea? One? Two? Tree?"
"Four cups. Put on your white
coat." As she removed a faded flow
er from the bowl on the table desk
which had been full of red roses the
first time she entered the cabin,
she asked casually, "You like the
white coat, don't you? What do you
wear when you go to dances? Feath
ers end blankets or just ordinary j
clothes': Perhaps you don't dance? i
perhaps you weren't at the squaw- I
dance the night the Samp sisters ;
had the party for me?"
He stiffened into immobility long
before she had finished speaking.
Before he answered he shuffled
across the room, removed the em
broidered tea-cloth from the dress
er drawer.
"I not go to dance, no sirree.
Work all time at Waffle Shop. Tell
Kadyama, 'You help. Then I get
through much quick, then we two go
squaw-dance.' He say no. lie plenty
lazy all time." He spread the cloth
carefully and pattered into the
kitchen.
Later, seated on the spavin-legged
stool before the crooked dressing
table, Janice thoughtfully buffed her
already polished nails.
Ilad the party come? Janice flung
open the door in response to a knock.
Her smiling lips stiffened. Ned Pax
ton. Alone. She feigned enthusi
asm.
"Come in. Where are the others?" .
"Coming. I'm the vanguard. As
the relations between the Samp sis
ters seemed a little strained, I left
them to fight it out." Back to the
fire, he lighted a cigarette. Janice
was conscious of his critical scruti
ny of the room as he inhaled and
exhaled a long breath of smoke.
His cynical eyes came back to her
in the fan-back chair.
"So you chose this in preference
to what I could give you?"
His amused incredulity stung her.
She struggled to keep her voice as
lightly contemptuous as his.
"But, you see, I didn't have to
take you with it."
" 'Touche!' Score one for you."
Janice asked with honest curiosi
ty:
"Why did you want to marry me,
Ned? I am different in all my tastes
from the girls with whom you play
round."
He frowned as he regarded her
with appraising eyes. "You'd be
surprised if you knew how many
times I have asked myself that ques
tion. I went out of my way to meet
you. I was curious. I had heard
that in spite of the fact that you
neither smoked, drank, gambled nor
petted, men hung round you in smit
ten swarms, that you had more
friends than any girl in your set. I
didn't believe it. but I fell for you
like all the rest."
"Smoking for some inexplicable
reason makes me dizzy and cutting
out the whoopee stuff was no virtue
in me. I tried it all. I don't like
the ugly and sordid, and more par- i
ticularly the cheap things of life. ;
They leave tarnished memories. My
inhibitions ought to prove to you
that I wouldn't fit into your scheme
of living."
no BF. CONTINUED)
Married to a Trre
The Hindu believes it is un
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Therefore a man who has had
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again, first noes through the cere
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which becomes his third wife.
Then he marries his chosen bride.
The tree is draped in yellow
cotton and a sari (the prmnpal
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beside it. Water is then poured
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"bride" and bridegroom, and the
usual bridal necklace is placed
round a branch of the tree.
Immediately after the ceremony
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