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INNERS in HEAVEN
<By CLIVE ARDEN
Copyright by The Bobbs-Merrill Co.
l0\ t F|NDS a way
.! !
, f many "Two
s: .j-ifs that huve
, v . i since Charles
?poll I 1'Iay," was
v So, of course,
,i\ i nture, love ?
,- y a young man
u , art* wrecked
. .:,1 ?>n an out
i ir.ii. tliited by can
ll'i! !'"Vr. The sit
iurtlu-r compll
that the girl
a ri in Kngland
1 . r< iiuht up among:
,r. strait-laced and
?.? !?? yt?nd belief,
s a way ? as it usu
v.*n on cannibal
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...... i' the story, of
, *i i;dy of the girl's
,! v. art in her struggle
: . , am! duty, with
jv thrown in for good
it is?a story that a
?u-il write better than a
i: t ??? -r is a Knglish
L" \ . \n!. n. Her story
h< r first novel, but a
I,-; h <aused a sensa
in England, has
d : hat success here and
. :: ? shown in moving
? various parts of the
? !>. picture rights hav
: i l.ased for a very
? in tiresting problem,
pie in love, res
? ? ? ,?r? ? i i - ? 1 and no minister
dv": , .:e the knot and trans
?. sorrow to happiness!
part one
Little Notes
I
I Parbury was a small parish pos
an old church, a combined
[office anil sweet shop, but no ac
?! village street.
. .ten happens with isolated peo
>snd places, the little parish was
r?elf-iinportant. The war and ino
Cr'traflc fended to modernize the
isuniry: and the new freedom
_J>er went to its head. It was as yet
C^uitc sure of its line, though pain
anx.i??us to appear assured ? one
?''-?l,'vke?! at the other half's doings,
;.-f!;er rather mixed.
?ml !<een apparent, a year ago,
Ivor .>? had raised its ominous
Jft.| he first time within the mein
? living inhabitants. Divorces
tVe elsewhere, of course, and
h: :ry::-s read and discussed the
S3*j'.-.j'er accounts with avidity ; but
-!i tliifiirs should .happen within
l-.'.ro.vn fold, between people known
si rvra liked by everybody else, was
t ;n:.'*:.p!-of idea. The topic, thrilling
i pre^s. appeared indecent in
tr* -ir'nrastances. Although it was
III; -r K.in lall who had obtained the
|{r?-::ind although his wife, instead
l?f t.z a defense, bad brazenly gone
m; with another man, yet most peo
f!? shrank from his society. As Mrs.
?: the widow of the late vicar,
s:-!y r-tnarked : "There are often two
t<? these things; you never
E ?: :!i. s.piire and Mrs. Rochdale,
?:* -v t!u* "fit! order," began to
i '' ;> v' j'T coldness. They placed
t* doors of Darbury house
instead of wide open,
S:':.' t" their only son that a little
uitli the major might he wise.
H laughed at the hint, in his
way. "That's all his fu
mine": thus he waived re- <
p' V f-T the morals, of the house
A \ !i. . ,in#. young Briton, Hugh
ai-'Miinate shady actions, if
' actually into contact with '
t !.?? lacked the imagination
-ilize uii.it failed to interest him.
H:< "V. u |, was single, his own
fix'-'l. Barbara Stockley, only
"f the late vicar, had filled it en
y. ^'n-f jjie days of frocks and
l"-'-:.?'u!att?r>. Crowing up together,
t iif-ir engagement was a
? n.* conclusion. Nobody therefore
'2<! f,c.-n surprised at its public an
upon Hugh's return from
^ war.
w*..j.]ixi- had been fixed for the
' '"'A;n- I 'eci'inliiT. The happy pair
I've in' one of the pretty mod-.
^ 'i"isc< at Hillheak during the old
ii;criiii<>, continuing all their
i?!iriiiiry sis usual. Every
^ "?":!! (:i;i upon them; and every
v. j | ,, . respectable and
!' ! . i "
? crvhody purred content
- * it is factory romance, a
? >-},i'?ded in their midst,
J ' >? heroine herself. In
m.: the next four months
needlework, her mind
I save the prospective
? i'i'I the ' dressmaker, she
'radii ions tyy announcing
j, " ' : acc<?mpany an aunt,
half-sister, to Austra
P I,; " .'as pen. Hut it gasped
"ti discovering that the
^ ' ".i- to I ip made, in ulVa-mod
airplane. An ordinary
., 1 >.ave seemed at least re
? j"-' ? . ,,
T: .
'its.f ilf reason given wa?
v.. - ' to the aunt's colonial
j~ 'v of course, everybody
: 'han to believe that; a
i,, J ? was needed to inspire
nibl-goose chase. Could
" !'';.at'e trouble betxwen the
Hut the girl herself
V - wsuai, (inly a suppressed
? ! ? ning the already deep
"? ? ?"!?>?. bubbling out occa
' ^' ra-is of confidential
i?., ?? J * t were no confidences
: ?<:* "Mure !" she exclaimed,
% ' '?r"Hn sought to probe to
? ''tu-li" s problem. "The only
Ik? ji.J'1''' I'ad. There will never
?' i,!'"ther cliance."
^ " fr"in one who should have
Vf V!1.' in t,ie adventure of roar
lirimn was rather nhorked
Hugh, she learned, had been averse
to the idea at first. Quite right and
proper! He had also steadfastly re
fused to go too ; and Darbury had
agreed with the decision. That a
man should give up the routine of
autumn pursuits was unheard of
. . . Besides, he managed his fa
ther's extensive property, and the har
vest would soon he in full swing. Dar
bury, like Hugh, was essentially prac
tical.
Cireat difficulty, it transpired over
the tea cups, had been experienced
in overcoming airs. Stockley's objec
tions. But as she, like many weak
women, usually took refuge in tears
when thwarted, little direct Informa
tion was obtained.
However, Darbury persevered in its
ferreting tactics, at last gaining a little
more light. Mrs. Field paid one of her
brief visits to her pretty house ; and it
became known that she had arranged "
everything. Everybody said "Oh-h !"
in a drawn-out syllable which ex
pressed volumes ; for Mrs. Field was
accustomed to doing extraordinary
things, without bowing to convention.
The aviator proved to be her cousin,
Alan Croft, a man well known in avia
tion and in the engineering circles of
many lands. After having swooped
down upon England from Australia in
a super-machine of his own design ?
brilliantly achieving the long test trip
with two passengers In addition to his
crew ? an influential firm had cabled
agreement of purchase, pending an im
mediate, equally successful, return
Journey. So much they gleaned. But
why or how Mrs. Field had maneu
vered for Barbara Stockley and her
aunt. Miss Dolly Da vies, to be his pas
sengers on the return journey, Dar
bury was left to conjecture, Mrs. Field
being a woman who kept her own
counsel
A rumor soon arose that the aviator
might be expected at the "House on
the Moor," Mrs. Field's home, for the
week-efcd. This,- clashing with a coun
"That Won't Matter. He Is Only the
Pilot."
try fete at which most of the Darbury
ites were assisting, raised them to a
state of unusual excitement. He might
be there. . . .
II
The Darbury fete, being in aid of a
hospital fund, was held in the grounds
of a neighboring mansion, the winter
garden of which was utilized for danc
ing.
Barbara and Miss Brown were in
charge of the sweets and tobacco stall.
After a morning spent in preparations
for the fete, and an afternoon behind
the stall, Barbara was feeling unutter
ably bored.
Then, suddenly, she was aware of a
man's figure standing near; and knew,
without looking up, that she was being
intently scrutinized.
"I think you are so brave to fly to
Australia !" MisS Brown exclaimed.
"And with a strange man, too! Doesn't
Mr. Hugh mtnd?"
Barbara laughed at this typical Dar
bury remark.
"No ! Of course not."
"But suppose you don't like him?"
"That won't matter. He is only the
pilot."
Glancing up as she spoke, she gave
an involuntary start at finding a di
rect, piercing look fastened upon Tier.
It was not the rude stare of a man
who appraises women as if they were
horses; rather did it seem to scatter
nonessentials and to probe to the spirit
within. For a moment her own eyes
seemed held by a curious compulsion.
At the same instant Mrs. Field came
briskly round the corner of the tent.
"Ah !" she cried. "You are here first,
Alan." Then, turning to Barbara, "I
want to introduce you both," she said,
taking an arm of each.
And Barbara, feeling uncomfortably
self-conscious, too bewildered to do
more than stammer a conventional
greeting, was forced to lift her eyes to
his. They were deep-set and gray like
those of his cousin, but lacking t lie ten
derness which lurked in hers; the little
lines at their corners, surely betoken
ing humor, appeared out of place. In
her rapid glance she was dimly aware
s(>f great height, broad shoulders and a
lean, deeply tanned, clean-shaven face.
"Alan borrowed a car and turned up
last night." Mrs. Field smoothed over
the impending awkwardness; but at
that moment some one called her
away.
There fell a silence, which the girl
racked her brains in vain to break. She
was somehow conscious of feeling
acutely disappointed. This was the
man who, to her inexperienced mind,
had seemed a dim, unreal figure
crowned by a halo of glorious achieve
ment ! This the heaven-sent deliverer,
who, unknowingly, had offered that
hidden self the one chance of stretch
ing Its cramped wings! Even If, as she
had told Miss Brown, It did not mat
ter, It was, nevertheless, very disap
pointing.
Before the pause became too uncom
fortable, Mrs. Field returned and in
sisted upon having tea. On these oc
casions tea, suggests a gathering of the
^Jans. A1J" the little cliques of the
neighborhood meet in the large mar
quee and discuss the news they have
gleaned.
Barbara was detained at the en
trance; and Mrs. Field looked at her
cousin with kindly enthusiasm, when
they found a vacant table.
"Well, Alan? Isn't she a dear girl?
And pretty?"
He responded indifferently; stooped
down to tuck his panama hat under
the seat ; then sat up and ran his fin
gers through his thick dark hair.
"P? d hot in here, Madge!"
She glanced round apprehensively ;
then leaned toward him. "Alan, for
heaven's sake don't upset any of these
good people, or she may not be allowed
to go, after all !"
A smile of extraordinary infectious
ness lit up his face, transfiguring it:
the lines of humor proved that they
were not, after all, misplaced.
"Try a muzzle, Madge! How the
dickens do I know what may upset the
old darlings?"
"Hush ! Here is Mrs. Stockley.
The grim mask of reserve quickly
covered his face again.
The Darburyites, bearing that the
stranger had at last arrived, soon clus
tered round for introductions, anxious
to impress him with their own Intelli
gence. But, with Barbara, they were
doomed to bitter disappointment; for
this hero refused to be lionized, and
declined to talk "shop." Their intelli
gent overtures left him unimpressed;
no pumping drew other than the brief
est trickle in reply.
Slowly, to Barbara, the time wore
on. More and more weary rof the mo
notony, sick of the smell of chocolate,
she became consumed with restless
ness. ,
All the social world had left long
ago. From the glass walls of the win
ter garden came the exhilarating,
garish, strains of dance music, tantaliz
ing in their infectious rhythm. Bar
bara hummed the tune, tapping he.
foot in unison, occasionally surprising
her companions by performing a e
revolutions round the tent.
middle of one of these she batted
abruptly, for a shadow had fallen
across the rays of the sun streaming
athwart the stall.
"Come and dance with me, said
^Her face expressed blank astonlsh
m "Oh !" she exclaimed, confusedly. "I
__we? only the villagers usually dance
here."
"Oh, good lord !'
The amused contempt in his voice
made her flush. Then, conscious of
having given a wrong Impression of de
testable snobbery, she felt furious with
^You never swerve from convention,
I suppose?" he asked, watching her
sensitive face in his disconcerting man
ner.
"Twilight" of Minds Might Work Wonders
To most grown-ups the child mind
Is an enigma, and it is reasonable to
suppose that the grown-up mind is an
enigma to the child. So that, if there
be a sudden "twilight" for a few liours,
great changrs would be apparent in
the behavior of. the one to the other,
a writer in the Westminster Gazette
comments.
Take, for Instance, meal time ? a
period when youth and maturity wage
eternal warfare-^-Mary and Bobbie
would appreciate mothers' dislike to
messy, noisy meals, and mother
would realize In a flash how tiresome
and dull It is to sit quiet and be care
ful and clean and good right through
all the courses.
Naturally, a compromise would be
effected. Mary would only drop her
spoon onct, and not see how far she
could lean over to pick It up. capsiz
ing the chair and herself and knock
ing her glass of water over at one
fell awoo p.- Bobble would tip his
plate (probably), but not at such an
acute angle iliat the tablecloth would
be drenched with rhubarb juice.
. . . As for mother, instead of los
ing herself in gloomy contemplation
of the years to pass before she could
have her meals in peace, she would
chat companionably and limit consid
erably her number of "don'ts."
* Climbing a Tall Smokestack
Then a huge steel smokestack of a
power house needed painting and it
was found rather difficult to arrange
a tackle to haul up a man, the fireman
made a parachute that fitted snugly
inside of the stack. He attached a
string to the parachute and allowed
| the draft in the stack to carry it up.
A small rope was next tied to the
J string and pulled up, and finally a
I rope strong enough to hold the tackle,
I which was arranged to hoist up the
I painter. ? Popular Mechanics AJaga
I tine. ,
She looked away, uncomfortably self
conscious.
"I ? Oh?" She gave an embarrassed
laugh. An opening door brought a
louder riot of music flooding in with
the evening sunshine. "I ? really don't
know."
Then some queer, psychological
wave seemed to pass across the sweet
stall. It brought a strange current of
air from the great Unknown without,
from towering mountains and deep
seas scarcely dreamed of in this pretty
corner of orthodoxy. And it emanated
from the figure standing motionless be
fore her, whose very appearance
seemeo symbolical of frdedom ? the
freedom of mind and freedom from pet
ty tyrannies, which is only gained by
depth of vision, breadth of outlook,
contact with the forces whose existence
was beginning to stir faint echoes
within her soul.
"Come!" he exclaimed suddenly, an
undertone of impatience sounding in
his word.
"Very well," she said in a low voice,
"I will come."
He threw back his head a little, and
smiled again.
No modern affectation showed in
Croft's dancing. He abandoned him
self to the rhythm of the music, with
an ease which swept the girl along in
sympathetic exhilaration. She forgot
the imperfect floor, the clumsy couples,
the staring eyes, mere instinctive dis
like of this strange man, and surren
dered herself to the rare joy of per
fect harmony in movement. When, for
an instant, she glanced up at her part
ner, she saw in his face a correspond
ing light which filled her with a mo
mentary sense of fellowship.
Afterward, they strolled out on the
terrace, flooded in the red gold of the
setting sun. Barbara sat upon the low
parapet. Croft flung his long legs over
and drew out his cigarettes. Present
ly she found his glance fixed upon her.
"Well?" he asked, without prelimi
naries. "What about our little trip?
Have you counted ail the risks?"
"Risks? No! Or I might never get
there !"
His quick look of approval was lost
on the girl, as she glanced away with
a laugh.
"When there Is a chance of getting
your heart's desire, would you count j
risks?"
"No!" he ejaculated warmly.
"That's my creed."
From the determined lines of his
well-cut lips, she judged this to be the
truth.
"But your 'heart's desire'?" he went]
on ; "what do you mean by thiit?"
She flushed faintly; the shy reserve
in her nature ever made personal talk
difficult.
"Surely you have that?" he sug
gested boldly, waving his cigarette
toward the diamond scintillating on ,
her finger.
"Oh, yes. Yes. I have, of course In
that way," she replied hurriedly.
The band struck up a stirring jazz
tune, a medley bringing bints of tom
toms, drums, rattling castanets, the
uncouth music of the East. . . .
"Oh!" she cried involuntarily, start
ing up: then sitting down again. "But
you could never understand," she mut
tered.
"What?" Ho watched her closely,
his cigarette burning, forgotten, be
tween his fingers.
"The craving to live ? really live! ?
for a time! To get out into the world;
to ? to experience everything instead
of just reading about it all; to ? feel
life Itself! In huge cities, among vast
crowds. I want to find out ? " She
hesitated, looking away over the
meadows, with a puzzled frown.
"Something seems lost, missing in
some way. I ? I can't explain." She
turned bark to him. the color in her
face heightened. But lie did not laugh
as Hugh would have done.
"'Huge cities'?" he queried slowly.
"You think you will find it in them?
Why not in remote villages?"
"Oh, no !" she cried. "Nothing ever
happens in them ! Villages are only
full of little obscurities. I want to
sample bigger things ? "
"They will be but 'little obscurities'
in fresh places," he interrupted. "The
whole world is only composed of little
notes, you know, and their reverbera
tions."
She listened in surprise. In her ex
perience. talk like this, especially from
a man, was unusual ; but from one
famed for a life of action it seemed
little short of miraculous.
"Well," she said, enjoying the nov
elty of metaphor, "I wpnt to feel the
big 'reverberations' ? to get among
deep chords, in fact !"
"They might he rather overpower
ing. It's having some sort of right
keynote that counts."
Naturally you begin such a
story with ideas of your own
about such a situation. See if
you stick to them.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
English Law a Paradox
One may be fined for stopping a dog
fight or not stopping a dog fight. But
the post office can record something
even better, the Manchester Guardian
relates. At a seaside town a man
walked into a post office followed by
a huge dog. A woman was already at
the public counter. ?\nd she also had
a dog. The two tfor* *egan to fight.
The man did nof aitempt to inter
fere. He appealed to the girl assist
ant, who was on the safe side of the
counter, to come over and part the
combatants She declined, very nat
urally. Eventually the turmoil ceased,
and then the dog owner lodged a com
plaint with the postmaster that ills
subordinate had permitted confusion
in the office and npset the public.
THE BIG V/ASH
"We are so cordial," said one of the
two washrubs.
"So cordial," said the second wash
tub.
"We welcome a big wash," said the
first waslitub.
."We have fun when there Is a big
wash," said the second washtub.
"There is always a chance some of
the water may spill over an J that Is
an excitement.
"Then we like th'i soapy, foamy
water.
"And we like all fhe activity and
foil of having the clotJles moved about
as they come in to accept our invi
tation to join the Rig Washing Party."
"Yes," agreed the first washtub,
"that is true. But y<m know the one
who washes the clothes says, every
single week :
" 'Dear me, what a htg wash.'
"She doesn't seem to like It so
much. But still we ??n't help being
cordial, you know.
"Now and again ??>e seems to be
very busy over other things, and a
week goes by when no washing Is
done at all.
"Then there is hlgP excitement, and
she says:
" 'My, my, what ai? enormous wash,
what a simply huge wash.'
"Well, you know ve feel that as
long as we did no entertaining the
week before, we should surely make
up for it the following week.
"Then when she Is .ironing, she
says :
" 'Gracious, but I didn't realize the
ws.sh was as big as all this. Tt just
i n r?^?ri 1
? ' : i
"Dear Me, What a ftig Wash1"
seems ns though I couldn't get ?
through.'
"And, the joke of l? Is, that as she
is Ironing and as sh* is saying this,
the playful soiled clothes are being
Joined by other playful soiled clothes
for the next week's wash.
"It is a great joke."'
"A great joke," said the second
washtub. >
And the two was) tubs then sang
their washtub song:
I
Washtub one.
Washtub two,
Oh, what splend.d
Work we do.
We keep the clo'.ftes
So nice ancl cl>an,
We are always cordial.
We re never mer.n.
?. -it
Washtub one,
Washtub tvo,
Soapy washtubs, ?
Clothes love y ?tL
They come alonf
And splashily %Inff
With you this s'jftf?
Where Soap is l.lnff.
They also know
That to see you
Dressing up
They needn't d7.
They come along:
-vFust as thfcy are.
With dirts and spots
From near and far.
But you don't m?nd
How dirty they seem,
You welcome them
With your soap-sud cream.
Oh. washtub one
And washtub two.
You will always.
Always do.
The two washtubs did not sing now.
They took a little rest, for soon an
other big wash would be coining along
ar.d the washtubs were going to be
fresh and ready for their party.
And no matter what anyone said
about the big wash, the two washtubs
liked it. for what would they do with
themselves ir there weren't big
washes?
Washtubs would have little fun in
life if clothes were always clean 1
Riddles
What has one leg, wears a hat, and
has no face?
A mushroom.
? ? ?
What runs and cannot walk, can
whistle but cannot talk?
A locomotive.
? ? m
Why is a butcher's cart like his
socks?
Because he carries his calves there.
* ? *
When is a fish like an airplane?
When it rises for a fly.
* * ?
What is always behind time?
The works of a clock. ' ?
? * *
What is the least valuable thing a
man can have in his pocket?
A hole.
? * ?
When does rain resemble an athlete?
When it runs.
* ? ?
Why is a crocodile a most deceitful
creature?
Because it shows an open counte
nance in the act of taking you In.
? ? ?
What popular toy reminds us of a
dance?
A ball.
A Write Turn
Dear Old Lady? And which Is the
most difficult character to write?
? Sky-Writer? Weil, we have to fly u|>
gide down to make the inverted com
mas.? The Bystander (London).
.
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lumbago and uric acid conditions.
GlOfcDMglig,
^ HAARLEM OIL
r. 55
correct internal troubles, stimulate vital
organs. Three sixes. All druggists. Insist
OQ the original genuine Gold Medal
It is always cowardly to speak 111 of
a man behind his back and It Is often
dangerous to say it to his face.
Follies of life are the amusements
we don't care for.
Most of the fools In this world have
not the money to part with.
Hall's Catarrh
Medicine id0,:rh" ::
rid your system of Catarrh or Deafness
caused by Catarrh.
SM by druggktt for crvrr 40 y?n
fc J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, Ohio
SCWANNEE COUNTY In NORTH FLORIDA
has proved to be the best for bright leaf
tobacco. I will aiilit experienced tobacco
frowera to aecure the very beat landa at low
eoat. I am only Intereated in the develop*
meat of my county. Write at once for par
tlcBlara to W. J. HILLM AN, Office Flrat
National B^nk. LIVE OAK. FLORIDA.
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Money
cannot buy
better
baking
powder
than DAVIS
Bake it BEST with
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