SYNOPSIS
Jeb Braddon, young and fantastically
successful broker of Chicago,
Is Infatuated with Agnes Glenelth,
beautiful daughter of a retired manufacturer.
Rodney, a doctor. In love
with Agnes, visits his brother Jeb.
Rod plans work at Rochester. Jeb
suggests that he make a try for
Agnes before leaving. In Rod there
Is a deeper, obstinate decency and
much sterner restraints than in Jeb.
Agnes believes to be happy, a girl
must bind herself entirely to a man
and have adorable babies. Rod visits
Agnes and tells her of his great
desire but realises it can never be
fulfilled.
CHAPTER I?Continued
?2?
"You can send me, if you will,
with Simmons; but you?let me kiss
you now."
Never with such tenderness, never
with so much strength restrained,
had a man's hands clasped her. His
bands nnon hpr shoulders he drew
her to him; she lifted her lips and
kissed him. Once; that was all; he
did not try to repeat It.
"Again, Rodney," she whispered,
reaching up.
"You don't repeat?death," he denied
her. . . .
Agnes moved about the empty
house, gazing out at the snow.
She could do no differently about
Rodney; she did not love him. She
felt for him with a keen pity which
had no equal in her mee'ings with
men; but she did not desire him.
Was love?desire? Was that the decisive
sensation in your life?
Was admiration for a man. sympathy
for him, caring for him, nothing
in comparison? Did no qualities
In you or in him count, unless you
desired him?
Flames were leaping and snapping
from maple logs freshly laid on the
huge stone hearth of the hall; and
the green glass eyes in the pair of
Jaguar heads on the wall opposite
gleamed their reflection of the dancing
fire.
Five years ago her father had
shot the jaguars in Brazil, having
suddenly found need to cease to be
a manufacturer of electrical equipment
and to become. Instead, a hunter
set upon traversing tropical- jungles
to kill something dangerous and
savage. Among other trophies, he
had brought these back, installed
them here, and dubbed them "Hansel
and Gretel."
This house, which had never been
as happy as the home on Easter
Lane, had descended undeniably after
that.
What had happened in this house?
iiU^ua, u>c nine oncuiaH uiaiu,
appeared. She was a lady's maid
shared by Agnes and her mother; a
slender, golden-haired, bright-cheeked,
Impulsive type of Swede.
"Mother's returned?" Agnes asked
her.
"Oh, yes! Mr. Judson Braddon
just phoned. He said to tell you he
was coming out. He will drive."
Twenty miles through this snow!
thought Agnes. Jeb would.
"Also Mr. Gleneith has returned
to the city. He will be home on his
train."
Mother! thought Agnes.
"Do you require me. Miss Agnes?"
"No. Look after Mother, Rogna."
"Oh, I will!"
The two girls gazed at each other,
both knowing.
Agnes shut her eyes and saw, not
Rod on his train traveling away
from her, but Jeb forcing his car
toward her through the snow. She
could see him strain and laugh and
swear when he skidded, but come
on, on, on to her, whatever tried to
hold him. Even In her Imaginings,
he stirred her. Come on, Jeb! Ob
come on!
> "Rod?dear, dreaming Rod. I'd
like to love you! I would; but I
don't'.'
It wasn't the fact that Jeb was
making money, and Rod nearly
none, that widened the difference between
them. For Rod was right
about It; money did not rule desire.
Money might be one of the factors
that destroyed It. Money?or at
least the epoch of their marriage in
which the most money had come?
was separating her mother and father.
Before a mirror on the other side
of that wall between their rooms,
her mother frantically was trying tc
make herself more attractive to Father,
and to look yonnger. ... But
Bogna would watch the rouge, Rogna
would not let Mother look ridiculous
to Father when he came home
At last Father came. Baskerville
the huge boar hound, had affection
ately knocked his hat off, and he
carried it crumpled. Cravath, the
butler, had opened the door.
" 'D evening, Cravath. . . . Hello
Light One!"
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That meant her and no one else.
Always, as long as she could remember,
It had been Father's greeting.
Light One! Dark One! His two
daughters?his two babies, once.
Beatrice always had been dark, like
Mamma; Agnes light, like himself.
He bent and kissed Agnes now.
"Hello, Light One!" he repeated.
"How's Dark One?"
"Oh. she's fine. Father!"
"H*v're the busters?"
"Father, they're wonderful!"
"Good. Where's your mother?
In?"
"Vne IToFhor* clio'e In"
"Good."
Agnes liked to have him linger
with her, but the thought of her
mother, waiting for him, tortured
her. There had been a time when.
If she had not met him at the door,
he would have leaped up the stairs,
two steps at a time, to find what
was the matter. ^
Now he stood, back to the fire,
without impatience. He had been
away for a*week in New York City;
and his daughter, swept as she was
with affection for him, and with
pride in him, and with gladness in
all her memories, could not down
disturbing doubts. What had he
"done" in New York during seven
days?and evenings and nights?
He was full of feeling; and how
good-looking he was!
He was now within two years of
fifty, and he didn't appear forty. He
honestly didn't.
His hair was as youthful as
Agnes' own. He differed from hers,
however, in having a crinkle In It
which made it take tousling well.
His clear healthy skin was almost
youthful yet. It was like hers, white
except where the glow of him showed.
He was always shaven.
Father and daughter shared the
same blueness of eye and straightness
of nose. Indeed, in the fullness
of her lips and the turn of her good
little chin, Agnes was a delicate refinement
of him. He was six feet
straight, distinctly more than aver
age height.
There was no mark of deterioration
upon him. It was plain that his
impulses and his ne^ds for closest,
emotional contacts had not fled or
even retreated. Plain, too, it had
been for some time, that they had
failed him here. What was he "doing"?
What had be done?
"Don't think about it," instincts
warned her.
He swung about to her. "When I
was in New York, I got out of something
I got into awhile ago; and I
made half a million. . . . Tell me
what you want, little Light One."
"I don't want anything, Father,"
she answered before she realized
how much she was disappointing
him; for she was thinking once
more of her mother. He would offer
to buy her, too, anything she
liked; but this balf-million additional
in his hands would not help
Mother at all.
"Bob?" they both heard her voice.
"Bob? Are you home?"
She had come to the top of the
stairs and was calling down.
^gnes saw him start slightly.
"Hello, Tricie," he called hack.
"Wait up there. Coming!"
They screened their first meetings,
these days, from their daughter.
And he started for the stairs.
Headlights played on the windows
and swung away as a car skidded to
a stop.
Jeb came in, cold and stamping
and all alive.
She was his goal, this girl above
all others and all else Id the world
tonight, was the sole object he
sought, and nothing could keep him
from her. That was how Jeb made
you feel when you faced him.
"Hello, Glen!" He held her, making
her palms press his. "Hello,
Glen!"
"Jeb, why did you drive tonight?"
He laughed, and his happiness at
the triumph of this arrival thrilled
down her arms from her palms held
to his.
"I had to. Are you glad, a little?"
"Oh, yes, I'm glad, Jeb!"
He ripped open his overcoat and
threw It off.
! "Rod came?" he asked.
"Yes; he came. He's?wonderful,
, Jeb. Wonderful."
"But you couldn't do It?" said
, Jeb.
"No, I couldn't do It"
The four were alone at dinner.
Her mother and father had dressed,
. for they were going out. There
. was always, in these days, something
for them to go out to, if they
wished; and tonight, though he was
. Just home, they utilized this escape
, from their evening together.
, She was forty-seven, for she had
been twenty-two when she had
borne Bee the Dark one, the daughter
like herself. But Bee, after
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THE STATE PORT PI1
barely three years of marriage and
two babies (as Mother had had)
was not now as happy as Mamma
had been for the twleve years In
the "little" house where she had
been a bride.
Was happiness shortening? What
ended It?
"We're together! Isn't It good to
be together, together so!" That
was how the old house had felt.
Here It was gone. Most particularly
tonight it was gone from Father
and Mother. You could feel no cur
rent of closeness.
Across the table Jeb sat. He was
happy to be here, and to have her
here.
He was in business clothes, as he
had come from his office. He and
Agnes were not to go out, to seek
escape from themselves tonight.
Quite to the contrary! Why did
conversation drag so?
Her father mentioned Insull to
Jeb.
"Stronger every minute," Jeb said.
"I'm putting all my people into MidWest
Utilities."
There Mother sat, alone, no longer
the closest, most necessary person
to any one. Her figure, once
so slender, was by no means heavy.
She had lovely hands, beautifullyshaped
fingers with almond-like
nails, which Agnes had inherited.
Her skin, though not dark, was less
fair than her husband's, and It
needed color now.
They had gone out together, Simmons
driving them. The leaping
blaze In the drawing-room had
burnt down to red-glowing charred
iogs that lay lazily on the andirons.
Jeb gathered Agnes against him.
"Don't fight It," he said. "It's no
use. It's over for them. That's all."
"Why's it over, Jeb?"
His arm about her also claimed
her right hand with his. He fitted
her slender fingers in between his,
as he liked to do, and clasped palm
to palm.
"Because It's over; that'll all any
one can ever say, . . . There's just
so much In the cup, sometimes, I
think, Glen. You can sip it all your
life, afraid ever really to taste It;
or you can dare to drink It down.
That's whai they did, I figure from
what I've heard from you. They
had It all; they took it all, tipped it
empty together. If he'd died, or she,
ten years ago, It'd been a break for
the poets; true love for a lifetime.
But why bother about such a thing,
Glen? Do you want it?"
"What?" Agnes said.
"Love for a lifetime. Tepid tasteless
stuff you can bear to sip and
never need to gulp down. Do you
want It? By God, you'll never get
it from me. I've had girls. Glen, but
"Tell Me What You Want, Little
Light One."
never one like you. What we'll give
each other will be beyond telling. 1
don't know how long It will last;
and neither do you. And I don't
care; nor do you. We'll have it?
we'll have it all while we're young.
We'll lip up the cup?won't we??
and drmk the whole damn thing
down while we're living.
"Do you dream your mother today
would trade what she'd had for
anything else she ever beard of?
(
He thrust his free arm under her
knees and claimed ber close. With
his lips over hers, he whispered.
It taunted and tantalized ber.
"What is it. Jeb, what are you
saying to me?"
"The line?don't you know it??
that Francois Villon wrote, dear, for
himself and his friends the night
before he was sure they were all to'
be hanged. 'Men, brother men, that
after us live, let not your hearts
too hard on us be'."
"But why do you say It?"
"Why, Glen? Because we?Glen
?we are going to be married." And
then, at last, he kissed her.
Beatrice Mrreforth had had a sunbath
built in her home. The enclosure
under the quartz glass roof
was like a little Japanese room, with
softly padded straw mats fitted together
to form the floor, and with a
slightly raised section, laid with
thicker and softer mats, for lounging
upon and sunning.
Here, In the soothing sun, you
could play with your boys' round,
strong little bodies, and imagine
them men?great men, splendid men.
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Inspiring, Important and thrilling
When you did this, you omitted
Imagining them like their father.
They must be more than Davis ever
would be. Davis, your husband, who
was only thirty but for whom vou
no longer held illusions of greatness,
though you loved him. Of
course you loved him.
He lacked something that, for
one, Jeb Braddon had. Jeb, who
had been at "the house" last night,
as Beatrice had learned when she
phoned her father after dinner, to
say hello. How much farther had
Agnes and Jeb "gone" last evening?
Bee wished that Agnes would
hurry over.
There she was! They faced each
other In the sun, but Agnes immedi- i
ately bent to the babies. Bobble <
kissed back on her cool cheek after '
she kissed him; she swept with her i
lips the soles of Davy's chubby little i
feet, one after the other.
"How's Jeb?" asked her sister, 1
seating herself before her. i
Agnes held to one of Davy's feet.
"All right, Bee," she answered.
"Did you go anywhere last night?"
"Not us. Father and Mother went '
to the Stinsons'; but we stayed '
home," said Agnes a bit breathlessly.
"What'd you do?" demanded Bee. '
"Bee, I guess Jeb and I got sort
of engaged." '
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i3cuii a bil/A- Jtrincu up. uuu i
you know?"
"I know he said we were, Bee."
Beatrice quickly touched a bell
behind her. "They've been long
enough in the sun," she decided suddenly,
and bundled her babies Into
robes. When the nurse knocked,
she handed the children out.
"All right now," said Bee, dropping
to the mat.
"I'm going downtown to have
lunch with him today."
"But are you engaged? Did you
say you'd marry him?"
"I didn't; for I didn't know I
would. I don't know now."
"You mean you don't know whether
you warn to?"
"I guess 1 want to marry him,
Bee."
"Then what In heaven Is It you
don't know?"
"What It will be like to be married
to Jeb," said Agnes. "I didn't
want to talk to Mother about It, at
all. She's too unhappy. You aren't."
"No," said Bee quickly. "How was
Father when he got home?"
"No different."
"But you and Jeb?"
"He thinks we ought to get marrlprl
ns nnick ns we can arrange it.
Ob, Bee, I never, never had such a "
day. Rod came In the afternoon."
"Rod?"
"I can't tell you about that. I can
never tell anyone about that! . . .
Then Father came home; and Mother
was making ready for him. . . .
Bee, they'll separate when I get
married, I know."
"Then I should think you'd hardly
rush off and marry."
Agnes started when she met Jeb.
How much more hers, since last
night, was this man at whom women
gazed; and for whom they turned,
after they had passed.
He took her away In a taxi, and
still saved the tension of their restraints.
He named a restaurant
where a few of their set were sure
to be. So they sat side by side at
a little table, looking out upon the
wide, gay room.
So many people gazed at them;
and Agnes knew that they whispered
to each other: "There's Jeb s
Braddon."
Agnes' hand on the seat beside 2
her touched his, and his closed on a
hers briefly only.
"Nothing today," he told her, "or c
more 1" c
More than last night? What could t
he mean? Marriage today? Had he e
a license in bis pocket? o
They left the restaurant, and c
Agnes watched the women looking t
up at him; he watched the men's o
eyes on her, and was very satisfied, d
He took her into a tax? and gave i
an address on the North Side. h
"I'm going to show you a build- e
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figured you and I would start." a
"Oh!"
"I spotted It for as?you with me t
?long ago." c
The building was a tall, new a
apartment structure of splendid a
spread and height, with an agent in b
the ground-floor offices only too b
glad to show them through. c
Of course some one might enter f
and recognize them. That made it d
more exciting; yet it was disturbing a
enough to step into an empty apartment,
and having Inspected the t
front rooms, follow a pattering little
spectacled man into another t
chamber, and have him turn to Jeb v
and you and ray: "If you like sep- r
arate rooms, here are two perfect
ones with a bath between. On the t
other hand, if you prefer the same
room, this is beautifully adequate E
for twin beds, and of course for a
double." v
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rEDNESDAY, JULY 1, 19
Improved 1 SUNDAY
International II SCHOOI
-:- LESSON
By REV. P. B. FITZ WATER. D. D..
Member of Faculty, Moody Bible
Institute of Chicago.
? Western Newspaper Union.
Lesson for July 5
THE COMING OF THE HOL'
SPIRIT IN POWER
LESSON TEXT?Acts 1:6-9; 2:1-11
52-38
GOLDEN TEXT?But ye shall re
leive power, after that the Hoi;
Shost is come upon you: and y
shall be witnesses unto me both li
Terusalem, and in all Judea, and li
Samaria, and unto the uttermos
part of the earth.?Acts 1:8.
PRIMARY TOPIC ? Jesus Keep
His Promise.
JUNIOR TOPIC?A Promise Mad
ind Kept.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOI
TOPIC ? New Power Through th
Holy Spirit.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADUL'j
TOPIC?Empowered for the Worli
Task.
I. The Missionary Program (1
5-8).
The work incumbent upon th
Church is witnessing to Christ's gra
;ious salvation to all the nations
\fter this is done, there wiil fol
ow the preaching of the gospel o
:he kingdom by converted Israelite
[Acts 15:14-17; cf. Matt 24:14)
This was not clear to the disciples
:herefore they put the question
'Wilt thou at this time restore thi
ringdom of Israel?" The Divini
dngdom shall be established, bu
lot until after the gospel of thi
;race of God is preached and thi
>ody of Christ is completed.
1. In Jerusalem (v. 8). This wai
lone by the twelve Immediately fol
owing Pentecost.
2. In Judea and Samaria (v. 8)
This was done by the disciples aftei
he hands of the prosecutors weri
aid on them. Not only the twelvi
>ut many others took part in this.
3. Unto the uttermost part of thi
iarth (v. 8). Beginning with tlu
"Yes?so did his wife."
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irst foreign missionary enterprise
his work has been carried on witl
arying degrees of success till th<
>resent time.
II. The Coming of the Spirl1
Acts 2:1-11).
The power of the early Churcl
fas the Holy Spirit. The watch
ford of God's mightiest mei
hroughout the centuries has beei
ngt by might, nor by power, bu
>y my spirit, saith the Lord 01
losts" (Zech. 4:6).
1. The time (v.l). It was on h<
lay of Pentecost. By "day of Pen
ecost" is meant the feast whicl
fas held fifty days after the war*
heaf was offered (Lev. 23:15, 16)
t was observed by presenting tw*
oaves made of the new meal (Lev
13:17). These loaves were bake*
fith leaven, while leaven was rig
dly excluded from the passovei
east (Lev. 23:6).
2. Upon whom the Spirit cam*
T- *> Cf. 1:13-15). The twelv*
ind others to the number of 120
The coming of the spirit was noi
nerely for the twelve but for al
'el'evers, all the members of th*
>ody of Christ. They were In on*
dace with one accord waiting foi
he fulfillment of the Father'!
romlse (Luke 24:49). If the churcl
fould be with one accord In on*
dace, wonderful blessings mighi
till be expected.
3. The marks of the Spirit (vv
-4). These marks were externa
ind Internal.
a. External, (l) The sign of t
nighty wind. There was no wind
>nly the sound thereof, suggestint
he all-perversive, life-giving Influ
nee of the Holy Spirit. (2) Tongues
>f flame. Each of the 120 was
rowned with such a tongue Th*
ongues show the practical purpose
lf the Spirit's gifts and the fire in
lieates his purifying energy, purg
ng away the dress and making fi|
lis witnesses. (3) Speaking in for
dgn tongues. For these humble
mlileans thus to speak caused greal
mazement.
b. Internal. This is seen In the
ransformation wrought in the dis
lples. They now have great cour
ge and self-possession. Peter, who
little while before was cowerin?
lefore a Jewish maid, now with Hon
toldness stood before the thousand*
'f Jerusalem, and a little later be
ore the chief rulers of the city and
leclared unto them that they' had
aurdered their King.
III. The Converting Power of th.
ioly Spirit (Acts 2:37-42).
Many people were convicted of
veere ^a't^T 3'??? repented and
^ere baptized. This revival wa?
eal because as
1. They continued steadfast fr
he apostles' teaching (y 40) rm,
:ld e-w cold or'run a,ter everv
iew teacfler that came a inn.
2. They continued in fellowship
rith the apostles (v. 42). The surest
ray to grow is to keep fellowship
rith Christians. Spiritual indiffernee
is sure to follow the neglect of
he fellowship of the brethren in
Ihrist.
3. They continued in the use of
he means of grace (v. 42). They
roke bread together. God has Intituted
certain ordinances in his
iouse, and those who are genuinely
onverted will avail themselves of
heir use.
4. In prayer. The apostolic
hurch was a praying church. The
ihristian life cannot be lived wlthut
prayer.
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test oil... you can do it right it B |
your own crankcase. It is just' K
matter of checking tlie milea?"
after a drain and refill till jv B isj
have to add the first quart. Sow B Af
oils stand up longer than others. ^
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similar driving conditions Quai?
State stands up best of all. T<7
the "First Quart" Test youned
with Quaker State. And remefl- I
ber that the oil that standi up
longest is giving your motor the la
best lubrication. Quaker State 03
Refining Company, Oil City, P*Retail
Price... 35t per Quirt IfS
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