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I TinniF. BENT down over her.
'''Child, don’t tell me any more!
What’s the good? I Know the rest.”
She shook her head without rnis
:»ns It; she found words again— drag
ging, difficult words. "You don’t
!know—-quite all. It was then —I’d
ij u st begun to know about —about—
■ the baby. Os course, 1 ought to have
left him. But I was down —beaten
x had no money, nowhere to go,
no one to rare. So 1 gave up trying
'—and stayed He still seemed to
want me sometimes, and i thought
perhaps ...” Her voice failed again
"That’s all," she ended faintly. "You
know now just how wicked I am."
•‘Shall 1 tell you what i know?"
said Tiggie. His tone was deep and
very steady. He was stooping over
her, supporting her. He spoke into
her ear. "I know it’s all over now
—over and done with, and i am go
ing to take care of you, so that you
can never suffer again."
"Oh, Tiggie!" She lifted her head
suddenly and looked up ai him. tier
eyes enormous, almost black, in tire
whiteness of her fare. "You don't
understand" —she said hopelessly,
"and I’ve tried so hard to make you
—that I’m bad —I’m bad! 1 turned
to you that day on board The
Pioneer —because you were so kind
—and so easily deceived." Her voice
rose on a faint wailing sound. "And
I’ve been trying so hard since—to
make it right. Don't you see—it
isn't my suffering that counts? I'm
wsed to it But you—your happiness
—your honor——”
Tiggie broke in on her abruptly,
very decidedly. ”T Know what you're
trying to say, but you needn't. Ail
that’s settled, long ago. Nothing can
change it now. So far as I'm con
ceined, it simply doesn’t count.
Understand?”
"Oh!” She uttered a little gasp,
still gazing at him; then suddenly
her eyes fell before his. Her whole
form seemed to crumple. She laid
her face down upon his hand. "Oh,
Tiggie—Tiggie!" site whispered brok
enly. "Was there evei anyone
like you?"
He removed his hand hastily. He
wanted to find words to comfort her,
but a lump rose in his throat, de
feating • him. Her helpless grief
moved him as nothing had ever
moved him before. Hooking down
upon her, he thought of a white
flower flung wantonly into the mire
of the highway. And he wanted to
stoop and gather her up close in his
arms; but something prevented him.
It was as if a voice spoke within
him, bidding him begone.
He touched her shoulder with a
gentle awkwardness, swallowed the
obstruction in Ids throat, and ‘-poke.
"Oo to bed, child! You’re worn out
finished. We'll talk again in the
morning."
With the, words he gave her a soft
pat. and turned away. Yet at the
door he paused, looking hack at the
slight, bowed figure. She had not
moved. She was not. weeping. But
her crushed posture in its very still
ness made him see again the white
flower bruised and broken and tram
pled underfoot. . . .
His heait gave a hard, deep throb
that seemed to top his bieath, and
a power that lie did not know stirred
in his inmost soul. For a moment
he stood # halting uncertain—a
stranger to himself,, as a man who
suddenly sees Ids own reflection at an
unknown angle. Then with a flash
of levelation understanding came, as
if. were linking him up again with
the self he knew. And so, after that
ono lingering look he turned and
went away.
In his own room he stood still with
eyes fixed and hands hard clenched
at his sides. "My God!” tie said.
"How I love her!”
* * *
He did not return to Harvey. He
could not have endured any further
talk even of an impersonal nature
that night. He stayed in his own
room —the room that was next to
lets —and opening the window wide,
■at down before it, his arms upon
♦ha sill.
There v with his faoa to the mys
terioiH*!, unquenchable pallor or the
jjamn*»r njjfehf, .be remained mot ion-
a long "time. So it was trite
—so it, was true/. The thought ought,
to have revolted k im. but somehow
he feit as if lie had always known it..
In the words of her halting, piteous
confession, she had h ien caught—
trapped. That strange quality of
hers which hud first attracted him—
tnat apartness spirituality came
from adversity, wn.x the very flower
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So It was true—so it was true!
and essence of suffering. And he
had in a vague fashion recognized it
without, knowing whence it catne.
She was so young to have gone
through so much, so young to have
garnered already the sad wisdom
that cotnes with age. With a vision
made keen by the power within he
saw her setting forth alone in her
little barque on the treacherous
waters of life, fearless and trusting,
unaware of the evil, sucking under
current which was so soon to over
whelm her. How could she have
known? There had been no one to
warn her. Her early life had been
spent in a backwater where no hint
of evil had ever reached her. He
could see her with that sharpened
insight of his faring lightly forth
upon that terrible voyage of hers,
seeing only the rippling surface and
the blue of the summer day. With a
kind of grim intensity he followed
her from light to dark, from calm to
storm, from the safe harbor to the
overwhelming chaos of deep waters
whence there was no return. He
saw her wrecked, terrified and sink
ing, the great waves engulfing her,
desperately springing for the only
refuge within reach. The only
refuge!
Again an unutterable something
lose in his throat. If only he had
been near her even then —even then!
O God, to have saved her from that
further agony! The perspiration
was standing on his forehead. The
aeony was within him also, twisting
his very soul. Thus and thus hud
she suffered, and there had been
none to help! And now at the end
—as a last resource—she had turned
to him. And wherefore? Not for
any strength of piotection he had to
offer; but because he was kind—and
easy to deceive! And her heart had
smitten her for the deed, as thou h
she had tricked a child. For no
other reason—nought but this! She
had grown wise in suffering, hut not
till now had she brought herself to
make use of the wisdom within her.
She had come to him, had wrenched
the very heart out of him to serve
her need. And then she had re
pented. But too late—too late! still
with that pitiless clarity of vision he
saw that repentance would npl serve.
Nothing could undo that which had
been done. Nothing could restore
him to himself as ho had been before
that day. In her extremity she had
acted, and it was not in him to blame
her tor what she had done. Yet he
realized that it. might w'ell lie that in
the future he would reap no reward
tor that which he now so generously,
so foolishly, offered.
The thought came to him, hut he
instantly threw it aside. Hire was
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like that. “Jl y a toujours l’un qut
baiae et. l’nn qui tourne la joue.” Os
what avail to consider that now? He
would infinitely rather hc^ the one
that gave, even receiving nothing
again; though that in itself was un
thinkable. Such love as his —love
which survived every storm, endured
every test —must somehow, sometime,
meet with its reward. What he
sowed today, he would surely reap
tomorrow, and in that reaping h«
would find his heart’s desire. He
could not grudge what he had given
Already he had begun to learn that it
is in giving rather than receiving
that the human soul finds its fulfill.,
ment.
Had Tiggie been asked, he would
probably have said that he was not a
religious rnan, being too humble
minded to describe the simple faith
within him by so high a name. He
would have said that he only prayed
when he wanted anything, and his
wants were few. But tonight the
want, in him moved him to an un
wonted effort, and when at last he
rose from that long silent, review of
actualities and possibilities he stood
for a moment in thought, then went
solidly down on his knees at the open
window.
*‘o God,” he said, "help me to play
t lie game, and keep me from making
a mess of tilings!’’
Then he went to bed and slept.
In the morning came Harvey,
slightly aggrieved, though full of
good intentions. "You went to earth
very soon last, night," he said. “I
hope all’s well?"
“i hope no too,” said Tiggie
placidly.
Harvey’s satirical grin leaped
across his thin features. "Begun u»
think better of It yet?"
"No,” said Tig&je.
‘’Have you told her of the pleasur*
in store?” pursued itarvey.
“No," said Tiggie again with un
ruffled composure. "I didn't see the
sense of rushing things.”
‘‘You’re a rum fish.” said Harvey.
"Well, what’s the program?"
“i may be in a position to tell you
after breakfast,” said Tiggie.
Harvey took the hint. His green
eyes even smiled appreciation. "Well,
send for me it you need support!”
Tiggie completed his toilet with
thoughtful precision. There was no
hint, of excitement about him, only a
species ot grimly settled and rock
like determination which might or
might not have been of a wholly
peaceful origin.
When he was ready he went out
irrto the passage and knocked at the
door next to his. The commune
eating door he wholly ignored.
('l'd HE COKTiNUEt**
HOME LOAN AGENCY
FAYS TAX CLAIMS
(Salisbury, March 2—Calling atten
tion to the assistance which is being
rendoved tax collecting agencies of
municipalities and counties by the:
'Home Owners [Loan ('Corporation,
Alan S. O’Neal, state manager of tha
organization, with headquarters here,
today stated that thus far the cor
poration has paid taxes and assess
ments and costs ot making loans to
taling $2-10,82f).29. This has been done
in taking up mortgages on home
throughout the State and the major
portion of the money has been paid
out in taxes and assessments to the
counties, cities, and towns. Only a
small portion hasi been paid for costs
of loans in the cases where applicants
have been unable to bear this expense
themselves.
“In every case,” said Mr. O’Neal,
“where the corporation has taken up
a mortgage with its bonds or cash it
has been necessary, of course, to see
that all taxes and assessments are
paid up to date and the law provides
that these shall be paid in cash for
the home owner by thecorporation if
they are not up' to date.
“The payment of these back taxes
by the Home Owners’ Loan Corpora
tion, we have been told, is proving a
great aid to many cities and counties
in handling their current obligations
and in this way; the work of the cor
poration in helping home owners has
been extended to divisions of Govern
ment in need of funds.” 1
Many Boy Scout Leaders
To Meet At University
To Take Training Course To Be Conducted by Com
mander Thomas Keene, N ational Director of Sea
Scouting at Chapel H ill March 3 and 4
Chapel Hill, March 2— ’From seven
ty-five to one hundred Hoy Scout
leaders from councils iij many sec
lions of the State will meet here
Saturday und Sunday, March 3 and
■l, for a training course in Sea Scout
ing to he conducted by Commander
Thomas J. Keane, National Director
of Sea Scouting of the Boy Scouts of
America, and Dr, Charles F. Smith,
noted educator and recreational au
thority of the Columbia University
faculty.
Prof. Harold D. 'Meyer, of the Uni
versity Society Department, will ho in
charge of the Scout convention. Pro
fessor Meyer is Educational Director
for the Sixth Scout District, which in
cludes the four Southern states,
gia, Florida, and the Carol in as.
The program will start Saturday,
March 3, at I o’clock, and will con
tinue until the following afternoon.
A small registration fee will he
charged, and the. Scout leader sare
expected to remain overnight In
Chapel Hill.
Commander Keane was educated as
as engineer but he spent his,summers
in sailing the seas. In this way ho
was able to graduate as a navigator
and seaman about the same time he
finished his college course. He spent
five years in the U. S. Navy during'
and after the World War. Ho now
ranks as a Lieutenant-Commander in
the Naval Research.
While in business in Chicago, he
devoted his leisure time to a study of
boy psychology with special reference
to programs for the older hoys’ group.
Out of his research and study, with
the help bf others, developed fooa
Scouting as it is today. Commander
Keane was a leader of one of the first,
groups of Sea Scouts in Chicago, and
he later organized other groups
throughout the city. He. is an autho
rity on shipping and sea history, and
is the author of numerous books for
boys on sea life.
Dr. Smith, the other instructor, is
widely known as a teacher, leader,
and author of recreational instruc
tion for boys of all ages. He has
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This picture tells better than words
the merit of your Lucky Strike.
Luckies use only the center leaves.
Not the top leaves, because those
are under-developed not ripe.
Not the bottom leaves, because
those are inferior in quality—they
grow close to the ground and are
tough, coarse and always sandy.
The center leaves are the mildest
tho to P leaves— they re under*
| —- —— - developed—they are harsh l ..
n Always the Finest Tobacco] } —; , —7— Cream o//feC«*
NOT the bottopn leaves- they’re inferior
jJEgKEE in quality—coarse and always sandy\
given courses in many universities
in the United States, and lectured at
tiie University of London when he
was an executive officer of the World
Jamboree in 1020 He is well known
to Scouts for his books, "Games and.
Recreational Methods," and “Games
and Game Leadership."
At Scout Meeting
Above is Commander Thomas J.
Keane, who will conduct the course in
Sea Scouting to he given in Chapel
Hill for the benefit of Boy Scout
leaders Saturday and Sunday, March
'3 and 4. Commander Keane is Na
tional- Director of Sea Scouting of the
Boy Scouts of America, and was ac
tive in forming the first Sea Scout
organization in the city of Chicago.
He is a lieutenant-commander in the
United Naval Reserves.
1 leaves, the finest in quality. These
center leaves are cut into long,even
strands and are fully packed into each
and ever) Lucky—giving you a ciga
rette that is always round, firm,
completely filled—no loose ends. Is
it any wonder that Luckies are so
truly mild and smooth? And in
addition,you know,"lt’stoasted”—.
for throat protection, for finer taste.
MOVIE
MEMORIES
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Hazel Dawn
Eighteen years ago: This por*
trait of Hazel Dawn was made at
the height of her film career. Be
foie entering pictures she spent
lour years in London in musical
comedy.
Only One Discharge in
Whole Group in Febru«
ary; Fines sll2
Fewer cases were tried in Record
er’s court in htis county in February
than in the corresponding month last
year, or in January of this year, the
report at the clerk’s office showed
today. Last month 48 defendants
faced the bar of justice, as compared
with 51 in January and 66 in Feb
ruary last year.
Fines last month amounted to sll2
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ever Red and Blue Net* B
work a of NBC, Lucky
broadcast ike
Metropolitan Opera
New
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and fes were $158.55, a total of $270.5”,
Jn January the fines were $69 anft
foes $175.57, o total of $244.57, i r
[February last year fines were $372 ex,
and costs $217.50, a total of $591.'
Only one defendant was discharge, 1
outright in the February totals «L
en were sent to the roads, 28 weW *
off with costs, three gave notice n f J
appeal to superior court, and ri,
were, bound over.
1932—/World awestruck at the new*
flmt Charles a. Lindbergh j> H.j'
napped the preceding night
PERFECT SOTTNR
Stevenson
TODAY ONLY
Admission ~ U«. Tax Included
. t' \ ~'"g\
mad Vienno
GILBERT ROLAND
Added: “.‘selected Short Subjects”
Coming; Monday and Tuesday
“Footlight Parade’’
Moon Theatre
TODAY TOMORROW
William Janey—Art Mix—-and
Rex, the Wonder Horse—in
“KING OF WILD HORSES”
Also—“ The 3 Musketeers”