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"Roxie knew you better than I
did," Nell said slowly, "I guess that's
a rctback for me all right ... I
wa3 so bowled over by what you told
me that day with that Alns worth
fellow that I didn't know what to
believe. I began to think I Just
Imagined I'd been married at all!"
Just then Joyce saw Roxie mov
ing capably about the dining-room,
and running to her, she flung her
arms impulsively about the older
woman.
"Roxie, you darling!" she cried,
"Sam told me how wonderful
you've been "
Roxie beamed and flushed with
pleasure. "I didnt do nothing!" she
said confusedly. "But, my, it's good
to have you back, Mrs. Packard,
we've certainly missed you! And
now do come in to dinner if you
and Mr. Neil are ready."
"Where's Dickie?" she > asked
Neil, When they were seated, "I
haven't seen him since I got back!"
"Oh, that's right ? I must send
for him. He's been living with Sam
since you left. Moped about the
house so cLsmally that we thought
he was going to cash in, poor chap.
I couldn't do anything with him,
He kept looking at me reproach
fully, as if asking what I'd done
with you. It gave me the creeps."
"Funny little Dickie!" said Joyce.
. Conversation lagged. Joyce did
uq^' Want to ask any questions cov
* eririg' the time of her absence, think
ing she might turn Neil's thoughts
toward his mother, and cause him
pain. She likewise did not want to
tell him anything about her life in
San Francisco during that time : it
now was resuming the unreality of
* a bad dream, and she had no. wish !
to revive the memories by talking
about it. So she ate silently.
All at once she was aware- that
Neil was regarding her thoughtfully,
with a brooding stare unlike the
matter-of-factness she remembered
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"Anything wrong, Neil?" she ask
ed nervously.
"No, dear, I was Just thinking
how wonderful it was to have you
back."
"Oh, Neil, you mustn't say things
like that to me. I know it's only
your kindness, your natural sweet
ness " Joyce's voice choked up,
and she left the table. Neil follow
ed her into the living-ropm.
"Well, we won't go into that just
now, Prills, if it bores you." Joyce
was about to remonstrate with him
for his misconstruction of her
words, when he went hastily on,
"By the way, I found something
that'll probably interest you ? a di
ary kept by you? by Prills? begin
ning about the time of our arrival
home in Manzanita after our mar
riage."
"Can I see it, Neil?"
"Sure, 111 get it, just a minute."
And he went rather wearily out of
the room.
Joyce was worried at the change
in Neil. He seemed to have lost all i
his enthusiasm, all his spirit. "I
hope he's not really ill." she thought
miserably. "Of course his mother's
death was an awful blow. Perhaps i
a little time . . Her mind wasi
running along this course when
Neil came back.
"May I look at it with you?" he]
asked. "I didn't read much of it.
Somehow it seemed ? not quite
right. I thought I'd put it away
and read it with you? when you
came home." He spoke So quietly
that Joyce barely caught the words.
"Neil," she said impulsively, paus
ing before she opened the book, "I
do feel at home here!"
He smiled, a sudden sweet flash
that warmed Joyce to the heart, and
gravely they opened the diary be
tween them.
It was nearly midnight when
they laid the book aside. Fascinated,
they had read every word of the
bold handwriting that danced over
its pages, and fascinated, they had
suffered with the curious, lost spirit
that had cried out her secret fears
in her journal. k
"Oh, Neil, it's so terrible PV" cried
Joyce, "I knew Prills had been a
bad lot, but f never thought of her
as suffering somehow ? I, never
thought of her as doing all these
things deliberately, in a sort of
crazy effort to get back her mem
ory ? to remember!"
"Yes," said Neil, "I don't know
much about these things, but I
should think the medicos might ex
plain that second blow? the time
you were thrown from Pire Queen
?as a sort of mental snapping, due
to the pitch you'd worked yourse'f
up to."
Prills' diary filled in most of the
gaps in the Story that Neil had
gradually pieced out that day for
Joyce. Prom the scattered notes
she learned that Prills had been
-conscious of her loss of memory,
but filled with the conviction that
all at onoe, some day. it would
come to her who she was, where
she came from? her whole place of
life.
"Some deep instinct," the diary
said, "kept me from telling anyone.
I felt that I must discover it, must |
work It out, for myself."
And then later, came an entry
that made a very deep impression on
Joyce. "I know I did wrong to mar
ry Neil Packard without telling him.
He's too good a man to be treated
sd meanly, but I just couldn't tell
it. I couldn't tell him. And I had
to marry him ? not again in a life
time am I likely to meet a man so
surely possessing that which can be
depended on. In this crazy world
it's something to know that loyalty
of that sort can be secured!"
As the diary went on, the en
tries became more and more ex
cited. "I'm cheating Neil!" Frills
cried. "He's got a right to a wifa
who's more than just a unit exist
ing for the time being! I've got to
get back my memory! Perhaps
drink will do it. Bring on the wine
cups? I'll try 'em!"
". . . Why do I take so much per
verse pleasure in shocking people
around here? Maybe when I get
back my memory I'll And I was a
smalltown school teacher, or some
body who never had a chance to
express herself! Well, I'm express
ing mys'elf all right these days! All I
I 'vie got to do is think of some-'
worth?"
"Ains worth ? Robert, Ainsworth!"
Joyce suddenly had an idea. "Nell,"
she said, "I think I see now what
Robert Ainsworth felt that day! I
think he must have felt ashamed
of his part in the whole affair ? I
think he must have seen it all, have
realized what a splendid person you
were, and have felt that he simply
couldn't run off with your wife!"
Nell look at her sideways. "Sounds
like the bunk to me. What on earth
makerf you think that?"
"Well, you see, Neil, I never saw
him after that day in the woods
and you remember he behaved so
queerly, rejecting me by his sil
ence!" Joyce had to swallow hard
to keep back the emotion that
surged over her at the memory, but
she went quickly on.
"I'd always felt s? sure that he
was an exalted being, somebody fin
er than the rest of the world, and
for him to turn into ? into Just a
cad seemed all wrong. I'd rather
be able to think of him without
bitterness ? and I do feel sure I'm
right, that he simply couldn't bring
himself to take your wife away. . .
Neil Smiled . "All right with mc,
darling; think anything you please,
as long as you don't think of him
too much!"
Joyce regarded him tenderly.
"Neil," she said softly, "May I make
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Joyce saw that he was trembling like a leaf.
thing reckless and wild, to be seized
with an insane desire to do It!"
And then, all at once, "Arthur
Maitland? ugh, how I hate him!
Why do I endure him around me?
God knows! I flirt with him like a
common street woman ? yet I love
Neil! Why do I do it? Sometimes
I feel as if it's to try Neil's pa
tience, to see how much he really
will stand from me. There seems
to be no limit to his affections!"
. . I've gone almost the limit
and it's done no good! What did I
think it would do? God knows! Neil
knows ? I can see from his face
that he knows there's been toa
much to that affair between Ar
thur Maitland and me. If he'd only
knock me down ? a blow, they say a
blow will bring back one's memory.
But Neil won't ? he never will. Ill
have to kill myself first. Perhaps
that horse, that surly brute Fire
Queen. But I have a charmed life
? a charmed and a damned one!
How is thte thing going to end?"
And the last entry in the book, in
sprawling, blotted characters: "I've
been rotten over that baby of Syl
via's. Of course Nell wants !t
brought on here. But a child ? wf>y
should I wreck a poor child's life
as I'm wrecking Neil'S? it's better
off wfcere it is ? I'm a lost soul
now."
"Neil," said Joyce at last, "Nell,
doesnt it help to know that Prills
did care about you? She did love
you."
Neil did not reply to her question,
and Joyce saw that he was tremb
ling like a leaf. "Do you think
? do you think, Joyce, that things
might come' out as mother hoped
they would? Do you think you
could feel that this was home? I
shan't bother you much myself, but
we might bring on Lawton's child,
and do our best with it, between
us."
"Oh. Neil, I feel as Prills said,
that in this crazy world it's some
thing to know that loyalty like
yours exists! ... Do you want me,
now, knowing all this? It's been a
sorry business, and it seems to me
you've been the victim!"
"No victim about it," he said
shortly, "I mean ? I do want you?
If, well ? what about this Atns
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It's taken me a terribly long time
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. . . Neil, dear, you're the finest per
son I've ever known in my lite,
and I ? I love you."
THE END.
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6AUUEL
Lesson for August' 20th. 1 Samuel
3. 7, 12. ' i
Golden Text: 1 Samuel 12:20. ' ]
The lesson opens with one of the
most charming narratives in the
Bible, the story of the child Samuel i
hearing the voice of the Lord In
tne nigni, at tne
time he minister*
ed in the temple
under the super
vision of Eli. At
first he supposed
the strAnge voice
to be that of Eli.
But the priest
knew at once that
God was speak
ing, and instruct
ed the child to re
spond, when the
call sounded
anew, "Speak, Lord; for thy servant 1
heareth."
Surely this Is a most appealing !
incident, told with that artless ness
that is the highest art. Nowadays
we call such a voice conscience,
that "something inside that I can
not do what I want to with," as a
small boy well defined it.
The mature Samuel was a force
ful Judge both respected and fear
ed by his people. Their eagerness
to follow strange gods he did not
hesitate to denounce, as he went
about from city to cijty holding :
court. His powerful influence is j
clearly revealed at Mizpeh, where
he caJled the people to repentance, !
and then from the hand of the in
vading Philistines.
Though a great leader, of unusual |
sanctity, Samuel had more piety 1
than charm. There was a streak of i
strait-laced severity about him that
makes him seem a trifle unhuman. ]
There pathos in the declining ]
years of Samuel. His influence had j
waned, and his unworthy sons, who i
succeeded him in the judgeship, na- ;
turally aroused antagonism. It is
then that the people, with almost i
brutal frankness said, "You are old
and your sons are not following ]
your footsteps. Now appoint a king j
for us, to rule us like all other na- <
tions." This request, though rea- ]
sonable, angered Samuel, but he
finally yielded, warning them that
their king would be a tryant.
We take leave of him at Gilgal,
where the people gathere to see ]
Saul made king, and to . hear
Samuel's farewell address.
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Mountainair, N. M? July 30. ? Mrs.
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sen. Jack Layman, ex-convict sought
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RockH
By now all traces of man-made things had vanished. . . . On
either side the desert lay? ? sky-bound ocean of gray-green and
weathered brown. ... The air, thin, unbelievably clear, was a
thing of blinding light and quivering heat ? a parched thing
which drew moisture from the lips. ....
A TENSE STORY OF THE WEST 1
By John Lebar
Barbed wire cannot fence off the desperate drama which
Still stalks our western plains . . . a# you will agree after read
ing of this struggle for home and place. It is a story master
fully told in "Whiperlng Rock."
Beginnii^^e^
AN ADVERTISEMENT
>- of Danger
NOT long ago, an automobile carry
ing three persons approached a
grade crossing. A flashing red light in
a large red disc, swinging back and forth
in plain view, gave unmistakable warn
ing of an approaching train ? and of
danger. Incredible as it may
seem and in utter disregard of
the danger signal, the car was
driven onto the tracks. The
locomotive crashed into it. All
three persons were injured but
miraculously escaped death.
Questioned later, the driver of
the vehicle admitted having seen
the warning signal but added,
"I thought it was some kind of
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'wigwags, lights, bells, crossing
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The Norfolk and Western Railway
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danger" where public highways cross
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percent of all grade crossing
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into the sides of trains, either
standing on, or passing over,
grade crossings. One hundred
and forty-three automobiles
were driven through and broke
down N. ?>- W. crossing gates
which had been lowered to pro
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trains.
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the railroads have done, and are
doing, more than their part. But
they alone cannot solve it. It is
essentially the problem of the
automobile driver, and the public.
Automobile drivers' and others
can entirely avoid highway grade
crossing accidents by using even
the most ordinary care ? by heed
ing that unmistakable warning
signal ? the railroad's "adver
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