SISTERS
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
Copjrljht b; KttklMO Korrl*
CHAPTER XV—Continued
—l4
"Martin," she said, Impetuously In
terrupting him, "Pve got to talk to
you! I've tiieant to write It —so many
times, I've had It In mind ever since
1 left Bed Creek 1"
"ShootI" Martin said, with his fav
orite look of Indulgent afnusement.
"There are marriages that without
any fault on either side are a mistake,"
Cherry began, "any contributory fuult,
I mean "
"Talk United States!" Martin
growled, smiling, but on guard.
"Well, I think our marriage was one
of those!" Cherry said.
"What have you got to kick about?"
Martin asked, after a pause.
"I'm not kicking!" Cherry answered,
with quick resentment. "But I wish
I had words to make you realize how
I feel about It!"
Martin looked gloomily up at her,
and shrugged.
"Thin Is 'a sweet welcome from your
wife!" he observed. But as she re
garded him with troubled and earnest
eyes, perhaps her half-forgotten beuu
ty made an unexpected appeal to him,
for he turned toward her and eyed
her with a large tolerance. "What's
the matter, Cherry?"—he asked. "It
doesn't seem to me that you've got
much to kick about. Haven't I always
taken pretty good care of you? Didn't
I lake the house and move the things
In ; didn't 1 leave you a whole month,
while 1 nte at that rotten boarding
house, when your father died ; haven't
I let you have —how long Is It? —seven
weeks, by George, with your sister?"
Cherry recognized the tones of his
old arraigning voice, lie felt himself
ill-treated.
"Now you come In for this money,"
he began. But she Interrupted him
hotly:
"Martin, you know that Is not true!"
"isn't It true that the Instunt you
can take care of yourself you begin
IO talk about not being happy, and
so on!" lie asked, without any par
ticular feeling. "You bet you do! Why,
1 never cured anything about that
money, you never heard me speak of
It. I always felt that by the time the
lawyers and the heirs and the wit
nesses got through, there wouldn't be
much left of It. anyway!"
Too rich In her new position of the
woman beloved by I'eter to quarrel
with Martin In the old unhappy fash
lon, Cherry laid an appealing hnrid
on his arm.
"I'm sorry to meet you with this
sort of thing," she said, simply, "I
bin me myself now for not writing you
Just how I've come to feel about It!
We must make some arrangement for
the future —things can't be as they
were!"
"You've had U all your way ever
since we were married," he begun.
"Now you blame me "
"I dno't blame you, Martin!"
"Well, what do you want a divorce
for, then?"
"I don't even say anything about
u divorce," Cherry said, lighting for
Cherry Laid an Appealing Hand on
Hl* Arm.
time only. "But I can't go back P' she
added, with a sudden force and con
viction that reached him at last.
"Why can't you?"
"Because you don't love me, Mar
tin, and—you know It I —l don't love
you r
•'Well, but you can't expect the way
we felt when we got married to last
forever," he said, clumsily, "Do you
suppose other men and women talk
this way when the —the novelty has
worn offT"
"I don't know how they talk. I only
know how I feel I" Cherry satd, chilled
by the old generalisation.
Martin, who had stretched his legs
to their length, crossed them at the
ankles, and shoved his hands deep In
to his pockets, staring at the racing
blue-water with somber eyes.
"What do you wantr he asked,
heavily.
"I want to live my own life!" Cher
, ry answered, after a silence during
which her tortured seemed to
coin the hackneyed phrase.
"That stuff!" Martin sneered, under
his breath. "Well, all right, I don't
care, get your divorce I" he agreed,
carelessly. "But I'll have something
to say about that, too," he warned her.
"You can drug the whole thing up be
fore the courts If you want to-r-only
remember, If you don't like It much,
you did It. It never occurred to me
even- to think of such a thing! I've
done my share In this business; you
never asked me for anything I could
give you thnt you didn't get; you've
never been tied down to housework
like other women; you're not raising
a family of kids—go ahf>ad, tell every
shop-girl In San Francisco all about
It, In the papers, and see how much
sympathy you get 1"
"Oh, you beast!" CUerry said, be
tween her teeth, furious tears In her
eyes. The water swam In a blur of
blue before her as they rose to go
downstairs at Sausallto.
Martin glanced at her with impa
tience. Her teurs never failed to
anger hint.
"Don't cry, for God's sake!" lie said,
nervously glunclng about for possible
onlookers. "What do you want me to
do? Kor the Lord's sake don't make
a scene until you and I tiave a chance
to talk this Qver quietly "
Cherry's thoughts were with I'eter.
In her soul she felt as If his arm was
about her, us If she were pouring out
to him the whole troubled story, sure
that he would rescue, and console her.
She bad wiped her eyes, and some
what recovered culm, but she trusted
herself only to shrug her shoulder as
she preceded Martin to the train.
There was no time for another word,
for All* suddenly took possession of
them. She had had time to bring the
cur all the six miles to Sausallto, and
meant to drive them direct to the val
ley from there.
She greeted Martin affectionately,
although even while she did so her
eyes went with a quick, worried look
to Cherry. They had been quarreling,
of course—lt was too bad, Allx
thought, but her own course was eleur.
Until she could take her cue from
them, she must treut them both with
cheerful unconsciousness of the
storm.
They reached the valley and Martin
was mugnonlmous about the delayed
lunch. Anything would do for him,
he suld; he wus taking a couple of
days' holiday, aud everything went.
Kow was chopping wood after lunch,
and he sauntered out to the block with
suggestions; Allx, luylng u fire for the
evening, simply becuuse she liked to
do that sort of work, was favored with
directions. Finally Martin pushed her
aside.
"Here, let me do that," he said.
"You'd have a flue fire here, at that
rnte!"
Later he went down to the old house
with them, to spend there an hour
that was trying to both women. It
was almost In order now; Cherry had
pleased her simple fancy In the matter
of hangings and papering, and the
effect was fresh and good.
"(ilrls going to rent this?" Martin
asked.
"Unless you and Cherry come live
here," Allx said boldly, lie smiled
tolerantly.
"Why should we?"
"Well, why shouldn't you?"
"I.oaflng, eh?"
"No, not loafing. But you could
transfer your work to San Francisco,
couldn't you?"
Martin smiled a deep, wise, long
enduring smile.
"Oh, you'd get me a Job, I suppose?"
he asked. "I love the way you women
try to run things," he added, "but I
guess I'll paddle my own canoe for a
while longer!"
"There Is no earthly reason why you
shouldu't live here," Allx said pleas
antly.
"There Is no earthly reason why we
should!" Martin returned. He was
annoyed by a suspicion that Allx and
Cherry had arranged between them to
make this plan the alternative to a
divorce. "To tell you the honest truth,
I don't like Mill Valley!"
Allx tasted despair. Small hope of
preserving this particular relationship.
He was, as Cherry had said, "impos
sible."
"Well, we must try to make you like
Mill Valley better!" she said with
resolute good-nature. "Of course. It
means a lot to Cherry and to me to be
near each other!"
"That may be true, too," Martin
agreed/ taking the front seat again
for the drive home.
All* was surprised at Cherry's pas
sivity and silence, but Cherry was
wrapped Jn a sick and nervous dream,
unable either to Interpret the present
or face the future with any courage.
Before luncheon he had followed her
Into her room and had put bts arm
about ber. But she had quietly shaken
him off, with the nervous murmur:
"Please—no, don't kiss me, Martin!"
Stung, Martin had Immediately
dropped his arm, had shrugged his
shoulders Indifferently and laughed
scornfully. Now he remarked to Alii,
with some bravado:
"Too girls still sleeping outr
"Oh, always—we aU do!" Alts had
answered readily. "Peter has an ex
tra bunk on his porch; Cherry and I
have my porch. But you can be out
or In. as you choose 1"
Martin ventured an answer that
made Cherry's eyes glint angrily and
brought a quick, embarrassed flush to
Altx's face. Allx did not enjoy a
certain type of Joking, and she did not
concede Martin even the ghost of a
smile. He Immediately sobered and
remarked that he himself liked to be
Indoors at night. His suitcase was
accordingly taken Into the pleasant
little wood-smelling room next to Pe
ter's, where the autumn sunlight,
scented with the dry sweetness of
mountain shrubs, was streaming.
He began to play solitaire, oo the
porch table, at Ave, and Kow had to
disturb him to set It for dinner at
seven. AJlx was watering the gar
den, Cherry was dressing. It was an
exquisite hour of long shadows and
brilliant lights.
Kow had put a tureen of soup on
the table, and Allx had returned with
damp, clean hands and trimly bfushed
hair, for supper, when Peter came up
through the garden. Cherry had ram
bled off In the direction of the barn a
few moments before, but Martin had
followed her and brought her back,
remarking that she had had no Idea
of the time and was Idly watching
Antone milking. She slipped Into her
place after they were all eating, and
hardly raised her eyes throughout the
meal. If AJlx addressed her she flut
tered the white lids as If It were an
absolute agony to look up; to Peter
she did not speak at all. But to Mar
tin she sent an occasional answer,
and when the conversation lagged, as
It was apt to do In this company, she
nervously filled It with random re
marks Infinitely less reussurlng than
silence. .
"How long do we stay here?" Martin
cautiously asked his wife after dinner.
"Stay here?" she echoed, at a loss.
"Yes," he afiswered, decidedly. "I
can stand a little of it, but I don't
think much of this sort of life! I
thought maybe we could all go Into
town for dinner and the theater to
morrow or Saturday. But on Monday
we'll have to beat it."
"Monday!" Cherry's heart bounded.
"Martin, Isn't it a mistake to go on
pretending—" she began bitterly. But
Peter's voice, In the drawing room, In
terrupted her. "I'll let you know—
we'll talk about It!" she had time to
say, hurriedly, before he came out to
them. He flung himself Into a chair.
CHAPTER XVI.
The evening dragged. Allx had sug
gested bridge, but Martin did not play
bridge. So she went to the piano, and
began to ramble through various
songs.
Cherry and Peter, left at the table, 1
did not speak to each other; Peter
leaned back In his chair, with a ciga
rette ; Cherry dreamily pushed to and
fro the little anagram wooden block
latters.
But presently her heart gave a great
plunge, and although she did not alter
her different attitude, or raise
eyes, her white hand moved with di
rected impulse, and Peter's casual
glance fell upon the word "Alone."
When he laid his finished cigarette
In the tray, It wns to finger the let
ters himself, In turn, and Cherry real
ized with a great thrill of relief that
he was answering her. Carelessly, and
obliterating one word before he began
another, he formed the question: "My
office tomorrow?"
"Martin always with me," Cherry
spelled back. She did not glance at
Peter, but at Martin, who was watch
ing the fire, and at Allx, whose back
was toward the room.
"Come on, have another game P
Peter asked, generally, while he
spelled quickly: "Will arrange sail
ing first possible day."
Alls, humming with her song, said:
"Walt a few minutes I" and Martin
glanced up to say, "No, I'm no good at
that thing!"
Then Cherry and Peter were unob
served again, «nd she spelled "Mart
goes Monday. Plans to take me."
Peter had reached for a inagaalne;
he whirled through the pages, and
yawned. Then he began to play with
the anagrams again.
"Can you get away without himT"
he spelled.
"How T" Cherry Instantly asked.
And as Peter's hands went on build
ing a little bridge of wooden letters,
she went on: "Alls to train, Martin
with me to city, Impossible."
"Give him Peter spelled.
And after a pause he added, "Life or
death."
"Difficult to evade," Ctwrry spelled,
wiping the words away one by one.
"Muat wait —" Peter began. Allx,
ending her song on a crash of chorda,
came to the table. Interrupting him.
Cherry was now laxlly reading a maga
slne; Peter had built a little pen of
tiny blocks.
"TO fo yooT Allx Bald, wtth spirit.
But the game was rather a languid
one, nevertheleee, and whan It was
over tbey gathered yawning about the
mantel, ready to disperse (or the
nichl
"And tomorrow night we dine tn
THE ALAMANCE GLEANER, GRAHAM, N. C.
town and go to the Alii
asked, for the plan had been suggest
ed at dinner-time.
"I'll blow you girls to any show you
like," Mar.ln offered.
Remarking that he was tired, Peter
went to his room. Cherry, with only
a general good-night, also disappeared,
to find Allx arranging beds and pil
lows on their sleeping porch.
"Oh, Allx —I'm BO worried—l'm so
sick with worry I" Cherry whispered.
"He won't listen to me. He won't
hear of a divorce 1"
"I know I" AJIx said, dlstressedly.
"But what shall I do —I can't go
with him!" Cherry protested.
Allx was silent.
"What shall I do?" Cherry pleaded
again.
"Why, I don't see what else you can
do, but go with him!" Alix said. In a
troubled voice. "You are his wife.
'For better or worse, for richer oi
poorer, till death —' "
It was said so kindly, with Allx's
simple and embarrassed fashion of
giving advice, that poor Cherry could
not resent It. She could only bow her
head desolateJy uponv. her knees, as
she sat, ehlld-fashlon, In her bed, and
cry.
"A nice mess I've made of my life I"
she sohbed. "I've made a nice mess
"A Nice Mess I've Made of My Lifet"
She Sobbed.
of It 1 I wish —oh, my God, how 1
wish I wns dead 1"
"My own life has been so darned
oasy," Alls mused, In a cautious un
dertone, sitting, fully dressed, on Jha
side of her own bed, and studying her
sister with pitying eyes. "I've oftefl
wondered if I could buck up and get
through with It if some of that sort of
thing had come to me! I don't know,
of course, but it seems t« me that I'd
say: 'Who loses his life shall gain
it!' and I'd stand anything—people
and places I hated, loneliness and pov
erty—the whole bag of tricks! I think
I would. I mean I'd read the Bible
and Shakespeare, and enjoy my meals,
and have a garden—" Her voice sank.
"I know It's terribly hard for you.
Cherry!" she ended, suddenly pitiful.
Cherry had stopped crying, dried
her eyes, and had reached resolutely
for the book that was waiting on th*
little shelf above the porch bed. i
"You're bigger than I am," she said,
quietly. "Or else I'm so made that J
suffer more! I wish I could face the
music. But I can't do anything. I'm
sorry. One knows of unhappy mar
riages, everywhere, without qultf
fancying Just what a horrible tragedj
on unhappy marriage is! Don't mire*
me, Allx." ,
Alix was conscious, as she went out
to speak to Kow about bfeakfast, and
to give a final glance at fires awl
lights, taat this was one of the time*
when girls needed a wise mother, or a
father, who could decide, blame, and
jadvise.
Coming back from the kitchen, with
a pitcher of hot water, she saw Mar
tin, In a welter of evening papers,
staring at the last pink ashes of the
wood Are. Upon seeing her he got up,
and with a cautious glance toward tht
bedroom doors 11% said:
"Look here a minute 1 Can ttej
hear us?" Allx set down her pitcher
of water, and came to stand beside
him.
"Hear us—Peter and Cherry? No,
Cherry's out on our porch, and Peter's
porch Is even farther away. WhyT"
"Take a look, will you?" Be said. "I
want to speak to you!"
All*, mystified, duly went to glance
at Cherry, reading now In a little fun
nel of yellow light, and then crossed
to enter Peter's room. His porch was
dark, but she could see the outline of
the tail figure lying across the bed.
"Asleep?" she asked.
"Nope!" he answered.
"Well, don't go to sleep without
pulling a rug over you !** she com
manded. "Oood-nlght. Pete!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Beoke of a Year.
The total number of books published
in the United State* during last year
amounted to 8,422, a decline of more
than 2,000 as compared with the year
of 1910. When classified there was
shown an Increase In fiction, poetry,
geography, amusements, biography
and Juvenllea, ami a decline In agri
culture, history, medicine, business,
social and religious. There waa a
general Increase in the coat of books
during the year.
Only Tte* •paclmena.
There are two klnda of men—thoef
who da what thatr wives tell them, an*
thoee who never ■ trry.—Smart Sat
:vei\ii\g
Fairy Tale
dy/WY GRAHAM BOMER
■ WW*' It Will KWiru tffcmw ■
CHUM CHIMPANZEE.
"Tliey have named me Chum," said
the chimpanzee, "because I do many
tricks to entertain
and amuse all th«
people about
"I like to be
/SfS\ obliging and do
"There are some
though, who are
most horribly
over-worked, and
i I hope that'grown
1i i§ people who surely
Sfj&gfi can 1,0 8 lot wl "
WgSSfrj do what they can
to see that we're
never over-worked
ters.
"Just Like a "We like to do
Chum.". our part, but we
can't do too much !
Not too much! We're not as strong as
all that. Now we are brighter than
any of the other monkeys or animals
in existence. '
"I'm quite sure there are no other
sreatures who are as bright as we
are. When we're free we go about
and play and ,talk and yell.
"Here In the zoo we make quite a
noise at times too for when I say 'w»'
I speak correctly. There is another
chimpanzee here too.
"But when we were free we used to
move about in family groups and what
good times we did have!
"I'm having a pood time h«re, and
I am often dressed up, and I do my
tricks.
"As I told you th«y call me Chnra
because I'm Just like a cbum to the
7.00 people when I'm so willing to be
friendly and entertaining.
"I am not the special chum of any
one person but of everyone, though per
haps I am a little scrap more of a
chum to my keeper than to any one
else. * i
"I do not stand up and walk unless
I am dressed up and have shoes on
my feet.
"Of course then I do because I
know that that Is the proper thing to
do and I like to do tlie proper thing.
"I walk on the knuckles of my
fingers when I'm not wearing shoes.
"In that way I ani dilTerent from
people, for whether they wear shoes
or not they still walk on their feet.
"We're not as friendly as the Orang
utan. Sometimes we are cross and
sometimes we play a mean trick on
those we are usually good to, but we
are very nervous and we cannot help
It.
v'The Orang-Utan Isn't nearly as
nervous as we are, and he Is much
more friendly. Iff would never do a
mean trick.
"Of course I don't mean that all.
Orang-Uutans are alike and I don't
mean that all Chlmpanzes are alike,
any more than I would say that all
people .were alike.
"The people who come from Prance
aren't all alike and the people who come
from Greece aren't
all alike and the . ■
people who belong
States aren't all
certain things
about people S(*/
of certain
countries which MBOWBTO
are somewhat v
"So the Chlm
panzees all have tHujr jT* "
certain ways K«w
about them and
to have the
Orang •Uta n■ , IffliglP '
though sometimes
certain ■pec Ia 1 "Dr*«»®d Up."
members of a &
group might be quit# different.
"But we're bright, and we give
creatures lots to look at when they
see us and jur tricks.
"How they do enjoy me and my
ways here In the too.
"At times I get a bit excited, for
I'm such a nervous, active creature. >
"I like to be doing or thinking all
the time. I don't like to dream my
time away Idly. I like to make the
most of it.
"That Is what the chimpanzee Is
like.
"But how I do mAke the people
laugh when I pretend to act Just aa
they do.
I was given a bicycle to ride the
«»ther day and I acted just as proud aa
proud could be. and I put on all sorts
of airs and graces and grinned as I
dl(l so.
"Didn't the people all laugh? Well, I
just should aay they did I
"And I don't winder, I'm not sur
prised. I would have been surprised
If they hadn't laughed to see me act
as I did.
"1 did It on purpoee, oh yes, I did.
for Chum, the Chlmpansee, Is full of
tricks, full of tricks and of M«u and
brains toot"
Effect ef Cigarettes.
"Doctor, de you think the cigarette
habit affects the brain r
"That qneatleo can nave* be an
swered, for a man with brains baa
■aver hew iHwwwj ■■eW^a#*."
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ARTISTS IN JAPAN'S CABINET
Writinga and Paintings, the Work of
Nipponese Statesmen,- Have Been
Bold at Big Prices.
Japan has a cabinet of artists. Writ
ings and paintings of some of the
great men of the Japan ot today
brought big prices at a recent auction
by the Tokyo Fine Arts club. Three
pictures painted by Mr. Hara, assas
sinated a short time ago, sold for the
equivalent of S6OO and angtber Jot of
four brought about SBOO.
Pince Pamagata's productions
brought about $250 to S3OO, while some
pakemono writings with proverbs in
the Japanese language by Prince
Salon.li brought from S2OO to S3OO.
A chrysanthemum painted by Mr.
Noda, minister of communications,'
sold for S6O ami an orchid from his
brush sold for. S7O. Mr.
minister of agriculture and commerce,
had a picture and Mr. Tokonaml, the
home minister, a poem.
The palntlnD of kakemono is a fa
vorite pastime of the Japanese.—Phil
adelphia Inquirer.
Warned of Disaster.
Miss Janice, just turned seven, was
visiting her cousin, Elizabeth, age
eight, who Is exceedingly careful of
her playthings, though she Is known to
be generous with them, and always
willing that her friends shofcld share
them. Janice, in some caper in the
playroom, let fall a small doll, with
great damage to its head, and with
such sorrow to Elizabeth that she
cried, and even scolded a little. Janice,
too, cried, from mortification, and in
their tears the two girls went out to
the porch where the older folk were
sitting.
"Janice broke my little pinky doll,"
sobbed Elizabeth.
"Well," sobbed .Tan!ce, nt her elbow,
"I told you not to let me have the
pinky doll to play with, that's what I
did."
Unsophisticated,
The proud escort of a pretty girl at
the race meeting said to her as the
horse cantered past to the gate:
"That's Donoghue, the famous jockey,
on the second horse."
"Oh, yes," said the girl, "he's quite
one of the chief jockeys, isn't he? —
and certainly one of the dressiest. He
seems to turn out in a, differently col
ored suit in every race." —Tit-Bits.
Real Rest Depends Largely Upon
the Depth of Your Sleep
A warning to "light" or "poor" sleepers
The deeper and sounder you sleep the better
you feeL Five hours sound refreshing sleep does
you more actual good than ten hours restless,
disturbed sleep.
This is because the final conversion of food
into vital tissue and nerve cells goes on more
rapidly when the physical and mental forces are
at rest
You can't get sound, refreshing sleep if your
nerves are agitated with tea or coffee. Both these
drinks contain caffeine, which is sometimes very
irritating to the brain and nervous system.
If you want to know the joy, vigor and
stamina that comes to the person who gets sound,
healthful sleep, why not stop taking tea or coffee
for a while, and drink delicious, invigorating
Postum instead.
Thousands of people everywhere have found
that this waa the only thing they needed in order
to bring about thsse'very happy results.
Order Postum from your grocer today.
Drink this delightful cereal beverage of coffee-like
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others, you'll never be willing to BO back to tea
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"There's • Reason"
The Leather Modal Winner.
"Wus there any excitement at the
shore last summer?" asked Esther.
"Yes," replied Dolly. "One day as
I was sitting on the pier a man who
couldn't swim fell off. I ran to where
there was a coll of rope for just sucji
purposes, and threw it to him."
"Perfectly great ! And pulled him
outTfc
"No, I didn't have anything to pull
on. I threw him the whole coll." —
American Legion Weekly.
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HE'LL STAY AWAKE NOW
Awful Possibility Contained in Bar
ber's Warning Must Have Stirred
Up Mr. Brown.
As John Brown sat in the barbers
chair sleep overtook him, and while
the knight of the lather prepared the
creamy stuff, John Brown dozed off.
"I beg your pardon, sir," said the
barber live minutes later. "You'll
have to wake up. I can't shave you!"
Nervousness sounded In the barber's
voice. He hated to disturb customers.
"What! Can't you shave me whilst
I am asleep?" roared John Brown.
"And why, pray?"
"Because," answered the barrier
apologetically, "when you sleep your
mouth is open so wide I can't find
your face. And I wouldn't like to
drop the razor'into your mouth!"
With a frightened look John Brown
held open his eyes with both thumbs
to keep awake while he was shaved.—
London Tlt-Blts.
Use the. Fireplace,
A fireplace that Is really used to add
to the comfort and good cheer of the
family on cool evenhigs Is a never
falling source of joy. One that falls
to draw —a too common fault In latter
day buildings—can 'often be enlarged
or otherwise changed at small ex
pense, and made useful. The custom
,of having a house full of fire-places
which never have a fire In them Is
one that is as absurd as it Is com
mon.