SISTERS
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
•"*' Copyright by Kathleen Norrli
CHAPTER XVll—Continued.
—l7
"No; Allx Is going to speak to him
nbout it." Cherry outlined the talk
that she and her sister had had at
breakfast.
"Then I shouldn't bring up the ques
tion at all,**— Peter decided, quickly.
"It would only mean an ugly and un
necessary scene. It's much wiser to
let him continue to think that you
don't know anything about It, and to
let Allx think that you are ignoring
the whole thing!"
"Until Sunday!" she whispered.
"Until Sunday." Peter glanced at
Martin and Alix, who were talking to
gether. absorbedly, in low tones. "My
little sweetheart, I'll make all this
misery up to you!" he whispered. Her
little hand was locked In his for the
rest of the evening.
• *•••*•
Morning came, a crystal autumn
morning, and life went on. If there
was any change at the cabin it was a
change for the better. Allx, who had
been silent and troubled for a little
while, was more serene now, as usual
concerned for the comfort of her
heusehold, and as usual busy all day
long with her poultry and pigeons, her
bee-keeping, stable, and dogs. Peter
was his courteous, gentle. Interested
self, more like the old Peter, who had
always been occupied with his music
and his books, than like the passion
ately metamorphosed Peter who had
been so changed by love for Cherry.
Martin, satisfied with the general re
spects ami consideration with which
he found himself surrounded, accept
ed life placidly enough; perhaps he
had been disturbed by the advent of
the letter, perhaps he was willing to
let the question of an adjustment be
tween Cherry and himself rest. It
amused him to help get the house
ready for a tenant, and from the fact
that Cherry talked no more of living
there, and made no comment upon big
frequent reference to their departure
on Monday, he deduced that she had
come to her senses.
Cherry, too, was less unhappy than
she had been. By avoiding Peter, by
refraining even in words and looks
from the companionship for which she
so hungered, by devoting herself to
'Allx, she managed to hold her feelings
in leash. Even though Allx found
that the knowledge of the secret they
shared without ever mentioning stood
between them like a screen, the sis
ters, busy about the house, had won
derful hours together.
CHAPTER XVIII.
, Saturday' came, a pet*fect day that
filled the little valley to the brim with
golden sunshirtjb| AJix, driving alone
to the mountnTfll cabin', stared in the
morning freshness at the bit* over
head and said aloud, "Oh, what a day
of gold !"
The dog, sitting beside her on the
front seat, flapped his tail in answer,
to her voice, and she laughed at him.
But tiie laugh was quickly followed
by a sharp sigh.
"Saturday," she mused, "and Mar
tin expects Cherry to go, with him on
Monday! Expects her to go back with
him to a life of misery for her, exist
ence with a man hates! Oh, Cher
ry—my little sister! —there can be no
happiness for you there! And Peter!
Peter is left behind to who can
not comfort him or still the ache that
Is fearing his heart! My two loved
ones, and what can I do to help them f"
She. had come up to the cabin to do
the usual last little dally fussing
among the ducks and chickens and to
bring Peter, if Peter had not gone Into
town, back with her to Cherry's house.
> They had all dined In the old Strick-
I lfhul house the night before, and be
cause of u sudden rainfall had decided
to spend the- night there, too. The
Chinese boy who had been helping the
sisters, with their housecleanlng bad
been persuaded to cook the dinner and
get breakfast, and the evening about
the old fireplace had been almost too
poignantly sweet
But suddenly, at about ten o'clock.
Peter had surprised them all by get
ting to his feet. He was going up to
the cobfn, he said —must go, in fact.
He would rather Wait, please, he told
Alix, when she offered to drive him
up In the car. Bewildered and a little
apprehensive, she let hint go. To Cher
ry, who seemed to feel suddenly sad
and uneasy. All? .laughed about it, but
she was secretly worried herself, and
Immediately after breakfast the next
morning decided to run up to the cabin
In the cAr and assure herself that
everything was right there.
Cherry, who had not slept and who
was pale, had come out to the car,
herdistracted manner increasing Alix's
sense that something was gravely
amiss. She started on her trip with
a heavy heart, but the half-hour's run
soothed her In spite of herself, and
nbw she reached the cabin In a much
more cheerful mood.
Peter was nowhere about, and as
she plunged Into the work of bouse
and farmyard she supposed, without
giving the matter a conscious thought,
that lie bad gone to the city.
"Mis' Peter not go train," Kow an
nounced presently.
All Alix's vague suspicious
awakened.
"Not go train?" she asked with a
premonitory pang.
Kow made a large gesture, as Indi
cating affairs disorganized.
"Him no go to bed," he further
stated. "Boss come late. He walkln'
on porch."
"He came' In late and walked on the
porch!" Allx echoed In a low tone, as
If to herself. "Where Mr. Peter go
now?" she asked. "He have some
coffee?"
"No eat," the boy answered. • He
indicated the direction of the creek,
and after a while Allx, with an Icy
heart, went to the bridge and the pool
where I'eter had first found Cherry
only a few weeks ago.
He was standing, staring vaguely at
the low and lisping stream, and Alix
felt a great pang of pity when she
saw him. He came to her smiling,
hut as Cherry had smiled, with a wan
and ghastly face.
"P«(er, you're not well?" Alix said.
"I th+nk—l am a little upst't," he
answered. They walked back to the
house together. Alix ordered him to
take a hot bath, and made "him drink
some coffee, when, refreshed anil
grateful, he came out to the porch
half an hour later. They shared the
little meal that was her luncheon and
his breakfast.
He followed her to the car and got
in the front seat beside her. ,
"You're awfully good to me," he
said, briefly, when they were going
down the long grade.
Allx did not answer Immediately and
he thought that she barf not heard.
She ran the big machine through the
valley, stopped at the postoffice, and
still In silence began the climb toward
the old house. The roads were all
narrow here, but she could have fol
lowed them In the dark, he knew, and
he understood that It was not hrt- driv
ing that made her face so thoughtful
and kept her eyes from meeting his.
"You say I'm good to you. Pete,"
she surprised him by saying suddenly.
"I hope I am. For you've been very
good to me, my dear. There's only
one thing in life that I haven't got. and
want. And that you can't, unfor
tunately, get for me."
He had flushed darkly, and he spoke
with a little effort. "I'd like to try!"
She ignored the invitation for a few
minutes, and for an instant of panic
he thought he saw her lip tremble.
But when she turned to him, it was
with her usual smile.
"It's only that I would like to have
you—and—and Martin —and Cherry as
happy as I am!" she said quickly. And
a second later the mood wns gone as
she turned the car in at the home (rate
and exclaimed, "There's Cherry now!"
"Martin's somewhere about," Cherry
said as 'l'eter Joined her. and Alix
stopped the car within conversational
range.
Alix remarking that she would turn
the car so that she might later start
nn the grade, disappeared, and the
two were together again, after what a
night—and what a day!—and that was
siiif
(Iffy
"Where Mr. Peter Go Now?" She
• Asked.
all thnt mattered. They spoke con
fusedly, In brief monosyllables, and
were silent, their eyes only
furtively and briefly.
"Can you walk up to the cabin with
me?" Peter asked. "I want so much
to speak to you. Everything's all ar
ranged tor tomorrow. All you have
to think of is yourself. Now, In case
•>t missing the boat again—which Isn't
conceivable, but we must be ready for
nnythlng!—l shall go straight to the
ciub. You must telephone me there.
Just go off tonight quietly, get as
much sleep as yob can, and keep your
wits about you."
"Tell me our plans again," Cherry
faltered.
"It's perfectly simple." be said, giv
ing her anxious face a concerned
glance "Toil are going to the Olivers'.
I go In, In the morning, to get your
suitcase and my own and get to the
boat I shall be there »t half-past ten.
You get tliere before eleven —you
won't see me. But go straight on
board and ask for Mrs. Joyce's cabin.
Walt for me there!"
"But —but suppose you don't come!"
"I'll be there before you. It Is bet
ter for us not to meet upstairs. But
to be sure, I'll telephone you at Minna
Oliver's at about nine o'clock tomor
row morning. I'll just tell you that
I'm on my way and that everything is
all right! Do you realize that by this
time tomorrow we shall be out at sea,"
he added, "lennipg on the rail—watch
ing the Pacific race by—and belonging
to each other forever and ever?"
The picture flooded her face with
happy color. "It's tomorrow at last!"
she said wonderingl.v as they walked
slowly Toward the house. "I thought
it would never be. It's onJy a few"
hours more now."
"How will you feel when It's today?'
he asked.
"Oh, Peter, I shall be so glad when
it's all over, and when the letters are
written, and when we've been together
for a year." she answered fervently.
"I know It will be all as we have
planned, but—but If It were over!"
They reached the side door now and
were mounting the three steps to
gether.
"Be patient until tomorrow," he
Whispered.
"Oh," she said softly, "I shan't
breathe until tomorrow."
Leaning across her to push back the
light screen door, he found himself
face to face with Allx. In the dark
entryway Peter and Cherry had not
seen her, had not heard her move. Pe
ter cursed his carelessness; he could
not remember, In the utter confusion
of the moment, just what he and Cher:
ry had said, but if it was of a betray
ing nature, they had betrayed them
selves. One chance In a hundred that
she had not heard !
Yet, If she was acting, she was act
ing superbly. Cherry had turned scar
let and had given him an open glance
of consternation, but Allx did not seem
to see it. She addressed Peter, hut
when he found himself physically un
able to answer, she continued the con
versation with no apparent conscious
ness of his stumbling effort to appear
natural.
"There you are! Are we going to
have auy tennis? It's after two o'clock
now."
"I had no idea it was so late," Peter
said.
"I knew it wns getting on," Cherry
added, utterly at random.
"Go in and teJI the boy we won't be
hack until tomorrow," Martin sug
gested to his wife.
"You could all come down here to
sleep," Cherry said, "and have break
fast here!" •
"I have to go Into town rather early
tomorrow," I'eter remarked. "Porter's
giving a at the "Bohemian
club."
"Why not walk up to the cabin?"
Cherry suggested in a shaking voice.
have' to take the car up. l'ou
three walk! Come on, anybody who
wants to ride!" Alix said.
"They can walk," Martin said, get
ting into ohe front seats "Me for the
little old bus 1"
Cherry came out of the house with
her hat on, and Puck leaped before
her into the hack seat. Alix watched
her as site stepped up on the running
hoard, and saw the color flicker In 'her
beautiful face.
"I thought you were going to walk?'
Peter said nervously. He had saun
tered up to them with an air of In
difference. *
"Shall I?" faltered Cherry. She
looked at Alix, who had not yet
climbed into the car and was pulling
on her driving gloves. Alix, toward
whose face the dog was making eager
springs, .did not appear interested, so
Cherry turned to Martin. "Walk with
us, Mart?" she said.
"Nix," Martin said comfortably, not
stirring.
Til be home before you, Pete, and
wait for you," Alix said. She looked
at him Irresolutely, as If she would
have added more, but evldefitly" 'de
clded against It and spoke again only
In reference to the dog. "Keep Buck
with you, will you. Pete?" she said.
"He's getting too lazy. No, sir!" she
reproached tjie animal affectionately.
"You shall not ride! Well, the dear
old Bucky-boy, does he want to come
along?" ,
And she knelt do#n and put her
arms about the animal, and laid her
brown cheek, against his head.
"You old fool 1" she said, shaking
him gently to and fro. "You've got
to stay with Peter. Old Buck—J"
Suddenly she was on her feet and
had sprung Into her place.
"Hold him, Pete!" she said. "Oood
by. Sis dear! All right, Martin?"
The engine raced; the car slipped
smoothly Into gear and vanished. Pe
ter and Cherry stood looking at each
other.
"Give them a good start, or Bark
will catch them," Peter said, his body
swaying with the frantic Jumping of
the straining dog. But to himself he
said, with a sense of shock: "Ail*
knows !*
Buck was off like a rocket when he
Anally Bet him free; bis feathery tall
disappeared between the columns of
THE ALAMANCE GLEANER, GRAHAM, N. C
the redwoods. Without speaking
Cherry and Peter started after him.
"Anil now that we ureyilone togeth
cr." Cherry said, after n few minutes
"fhere seems to he .nothing to say
We've said it all."
"Nothing to say!" Peter echoed
"AJix knows," he said In his heart.
"Whatever we do. It all seems so—
wrong!" Cherry said with watering
eyes.
"Whatever we do Is wrong," he
agreed soberly.
"But we gov" she said on a flutter
ing breath.
"We, must go!" Peter answered.
And again, like.the ominous full of *
heavy bell-tongue, the words formeo
In his heart: "Alls knows. AJlx
knows."
He thought of the afternoon, only a
few weeks ago, when Cherry's beauty
had mnde so sudden and so Irresist
ible an appeal to him, and of the In
nocent delight of their luncheons to
gether, when she had first confided In
him, nnd of the days of secret and
Intense Joy that her mere nearness
and the knowledge that he would see
her had afforded him. It. had all
seemed so fresh, so natural, so entire
ly their own affair, until the tragic
day of Martin's reappearance t nd the
hour of agonized waiting at the boat
for the Cherry who did not come.
There hnd been no joyous self-confi-
She Ran Toward Them—Horror Wai
In Her Aspect.
dence In that hour, none In the dis
tressed hujir nt the Orpheum, and the
hour Just past, when Cherry's rarely
displayed passion had wrenched from
him his last vestige of dofibt.
"But this was the culminating unhap
plness that he should know, from
Aiix's brave and gentle and generous
look ns they purteil, that Alix knew,
lie bad, in the wild rush and hurry
of his thoughts, no time now to analyze
what their love must mean to'lier, but
it hurt him to see on her happy face
those lines of sternness and gravity,
to see her bright and honest eyes
shadowed with that new look of pain.
It was too lute now to .undo It; he"
and Cherry must carry their desperate
plan to a conclusion now, must dis
appear and forget. They had tried, all
this last dreadful week, they had botlr
tried, to extinguish the flames, and
they hud failed. Hut to I'eter there
was no comforting thought anywhere.
Wrong wo\ild be done to Martin, to
Alix, to Cherry—and more tlutn even
these, wrong to himself, to the Ideal
of -himself that bud been his for so
many vents, to the real I'eter Joyce.
"Listen, that's Buck!" said Cherry,
us the (log's loud und violent burking
reached thern l'rom beyond a turn In
the' twisting road. "He didn't catch
thern, then."
The next Instant a woman came up
:he road, running und making a queer,
a-hlmpering noise that Cherry never
forgot. She was a stranger to them,
but she ran toward them, making th«
odd, gasping noise with much dry
mouthing, and with wild eyes.
Horror was In her aspect, and hor
ror was the emotion that the first
glimpse of her awakened vaguely
their hearts, but us she saw them she
suddenly found voice for so hideous a
scream that Cherry's knees fulled her,
and Peter sprang forward with a shout
He gripped the woman's arm, and
her frantic eyes were turned to him.
"Ob, my God !" she cried In a hoarse,
cawing voice. "My God ! They're over
the bank—they're over the bank J"
"Who?" I'eter shouted, his heart
turning to ashes.
"Ob, the car—the automobile!" the
woman mouthed. "Oh, my God —I saw
It go! I saw ft faU ! Oh. God, save
them—oh. Gofl, lake them; don't let
them suffer 'tint way!"
Tliey were all running now, running
with desperate speed down the long
road, about the curves, on and on to
ward the frantic noise of the dog's
barking, and toward another noise,
the sound of a human voice twisted
and wild with agony.
The strange woman was crying out
wildly; Cherry was sobbing a prayer.
Peter, without knowing that he spoke
at all, waa repeating over and over
again the words: "Not AIlx —my God I
—lt cannot be —she has never had an
accident before —not Allx ■
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Tha Mariners of Woman.
"Madam," said the man standing
In the street car. "why do you persist
In punching me with your umbrella?"
"I want to make you look nround so
I can thank you for giving me your
seat. Now, «lr, don't go off and say
that women an/ manners.''
•ROAD
BUILDING
DEVICE FOR TREATING SAND
Engineers of California Bureau of
Public Roads Use Blower to-*
Obtain Material. r
(Prepared by the United States Depart
ment of Agriculture.)
A new method of treating a local
sand to make ft conform to the speci
fications for a concrete road has been
adopted by the engineers of the bu
reau of public works In charge
of California federal-aid project
No. 41. Near the south end of
the project no local sand could
he found which would conform to the
requirements of the specifications ap
proved by the bureau of roads of the
United States Department of Agricul
ture. These prescribed that the sand
should contain no more than 5 per
cent of material which would pass
a 100-mesh sieve. The local sand ana
lyzed about 15 to 20 per cent, which
was entirely too high to permit Its
use.
Instead of falling buck tipon the Im
portation of suitable sand from an
other locality, the engineers devised
a plant for blowing the fine particles
from the sand. This district Is ex
tremely arid, and in summer the tem
perature sometimes mounts to 120 de
crees in the shade, so that the sand Is
very dry when worked. The device
used consists of an ordinary conveyor,
which lifts the sand to a revolving
screen. Material which will pass a
one-fourth-inch mesh Is discharged
Into a hopper under the screen and
then through u narrow opening Into
a storage bfti below. In fulling from
the hopper to the bin, the sheet of
sand passes directly In front of a
lozzle, which directs against It a cur
•fltit of nlr 'from ft centrifugal air
ilower. By rm'ans of 'it pressure reg-
•*' ■ %
,v }
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,n Improved Highway In California.
winter at the blower, the velocity of
the ulr at the nozzle can be BO con
trolled as to blow from the falling
Hand any desired percentage of the
liner material.
The blower Is operated by 'a belt
from the same gas engine which op
erates the conveyor and revolving
screen. The whole device Is compact
and Inexpensive. The result Is a sat
isfactory sand obtained at less cost
than by any other method. The suc
cess of the plan depends, of course,
on their dryness of the sand. If It were
necessary to dry It, the Increased cost
of treatmAit might make the Impor
tation of suitable material prefera
ble.
TOURIST TRAFFIC PAYS BIG
Increase of Americana ' Into Canada
Expected to Pay for Ontario's
Highway Syatem.
It Is anticipated that American
tourist traffic will pay for
ation and upkeep of Ontario's highways
system. This traffic has increased re
markably since the Toronto-Hamilton
highway was built, and already annual
revenue from this source runs Into
millions of dollars. During 11W0
proximately 37,fM)0 American motor
cars crossed *he border Into Ontario,
remaining from one hour to six
months.
BETTER HIGHWAYS IN SOUTH
Over $278,000,000 Voted for Improved
Road* In Dixie—Tex** Lead*
With $97,772,000.
Bad road* must go! This Is the ul
timatum of people llvltg In Dixie.
Tliat they are alert to their urgent
need of good roads Is attested by the
tremendous sums voted In recent state
and county bond Issues. Over s'/78,-
000,000 Is now available fur good roads
expenditure In the Hotlth. Texas leads
with $5*7,772,000 and Virginia la sec
»nd with *50,000,000.
Hour of Least Traffic.
As the result of a survey made by
the bureau of publtr roads. United
States department of ajrrlculture, on
the most traveled roads In the country,
the hour when there la Vast traffic la
between 2 and 3 o'clock In the room
ing. Tuesday Is the day In fhe week
when traffic reaches the lowest ebb.
Boom In South Carolina.
A state bond Issue of $50,000,000 for
Improved highways I* the object
sought by a good roads association Just
organized In Sooth Carolina.
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Remarkable Similarity of Ideas Noted
Among Nations, Both of the
J, " Old and New World.
The similarity of ideas all over the
world is found In the similarity of ex
pressions to convey the Ideas. The
old English proverb "A fool and his
money are soon parted," finds Its
counterpart in the plyase, "There Is
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Japanese also claim that by good
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just because we had a good teacher.
To these, the old Latin saying, "The
eagle does not catch tiles." (Aquila non
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of the pride and sarcasm of the no
mans. So also will they be pleased to
read the Japanese aphorism, "The fal
con docs not peck at ears erf corn,"
which is true, as falcons, especially
those of the peregrine type, are much
more likely to seize and carry small
animals like lambs, rabbits, chickens.
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OCEANS HARD TO IMAGINE
People of the Middle Ages Found It
Difficult to Conceive Extent
of Waters.
Eratosthenes was right; the earth
was u globe. But what philosopher
ever Imagined that It was so large!
Homer was right when he sang of the
"mighty flood," hut he was thinking
of the Insignificant Mediterranean.
What poet hud imagination enough to
picture, the vastness of the Pacific!
.Many had surmised the truth, hut none
had realized Its extent. When the
caravels of Columbus had sailed anil
returned the wise ones of the Renais
sance were astonished by the story
brought home. It seemed Impossible
that there could he so much water.
And still the girth of the seas was
uncomprehended. It was only when
Magellan's Santa Vlttoria bad circum
navigated the globe and dropped an
chor In the Hay of San Liicar that ft
realization of the world of water.be
gan toodawn. The Atlantic was as
tonishing enough In all conscience;
but the Pacific was overwhelming and
dumfoundlng.—John C. Van Dyke.
A society composed of members who
agree to study their own faults would
have plenty to do.
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HAVE NEW RINGWORM CURE
Roentgen Rays Are Being Used Suc
cessfully in Treatment of Most
Annoying Affliction.
Ringworm Is now successfully treat
ed by removing the hair with Roent
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cause of the trouble.
Drs. Howard Fox and T. B. H. An
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public health service, described In the
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ciation the latest technique and cite a
few of the strange results that have,
followed When the new hair grew In
again. "" ~~ •
They have observed that sometimes
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negroes becomes straight. But they
express much doubt ns to the perma
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Fig Syrup" handy. They know a tea
spoonful today saves a sick child to
morrow. Ask your druggist for genuine"
"California Fig Syrup" which hag di
rections for babies and children of all
ftges printed on bottle. Mother! You
must say "California" or you may get
an Imitation tig syrup.—Advertisement.
Beauty Breaks in Everywhere.
In every landscape the point of as
tonishment Is the meeting of the sky
and the eurth, and that Is seen {rom
the tlrst hillock as well as from'the
top of the Alleghanles. The stars at
night stoop down over the brownest,
homeliest common with all the mag
nificence which they shed on the Cam
pagna, or on the marble deserts of
Egypt. The uprolled clouds and the
colors of morning and evening will
transfigure maples and alders. The
difference between landscape and
landscape Is small, but there Is great
difference in the beholders. There 1»
nothing so wonderful In any particu
lar landsca|>e ns the necessity of be
ing beautiful under which every land
scape lies. Nature cannot be sur
prised In undress. Beauty breaks la
everywhere.—Emerson.
High Price*.
The night cashier overheard a pe
culiar conversation In Beaver Cross
ing the other day. A farmer was In
a store buying some groceries. "Wnnt
any flour?" asked the grocer. "No;
flour's too high. 1 can git along with
out It." After a whllq the grocer
said: "Sold your wheat. Bill?" "Nope;
I'm going to hang onto mine ; they ain't
payln' nothin' for it yet."—St. Louis
■Globe-Democrat.
No matter how proud a girl may be
of her family name, she's seldom
averse to changing It. •