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CMr. WNU—4 6-37 deputy [or THE DEVIL BEN AMES WILLIAMS i aiw OOWWOHIMN AMES WOUAMS « • • • W.N.U SERVICE CHAPTER VD—Continued —10— -That evening Doctor Greeding left the house after dinner. Mary Ann was at the office when he got there; and for two or three hours they worked together. Afterward he in sisted on taking her home; and on the way, he said: “I’m going to drop everything and head for the Lake as soon as possi ble. I’ll want you to finish analyz ing these cases, and bring the fig ures up to me. After I’ve had a few days* rest Say next Friday?" He saw hesitation in her, and he added swiftly: “I’ll want you there for a few days; and perhaps Nancy can persuade you to stay on for a while, even after our Job is done.” She wished to demur; but be fore she could do so, he said hur riedly: “I’ll need to work, this year, to keep from—thinking!” She said, in quick compre hension: “Of course. I under stand.’’ He thought, after he left her, that she had seemed almost ill at ease in his presence. Yet not unfriend ly—rather, deeply sympathetic for the grief she thought he must be suffering. But Doctor Greeding felt in fact no grief. That first wave of sorrow had come like a healing flood and passed, leaving him healed—and free! Their first days at the Lake passed quietly. It had been de cided between Dan and Nancy that he would come on Friday afternoon, with Mary Ann. Nancy had not told her father this arrangement Without admitting it even to her self, she feared some objection on Doctor Greeding’s part and avoid ed the possibility by her silence. Doctor Greeding expected Mary Ann's arrival by the evening train on Friday; and he spoke of it to Nancy at dinner Thursday night in such tones that she looked at him doubtfully, discovering something incredible and startling in his eyes. She tried to put the thought aside. It could not be. And yet this un believable possibility suggested by her father’s tone when he spoke of Mary Ann remained in her mind disturbingly, and her sleep that night was uneasy, shaken by shad ows of formless dreams. She was awake to welcome dawn; and went early for a swim. When she was dressed and down stairs again, her father still had not appeared, so she breakfasted Seeing Thomas, she asked him where her father was. Thomas said: ■ ... “He had his breakfast and took his pistol up to the tennis-court, ma’am." She went to Join her father there and found him in a smiling hu mor. "Hullo, Nancy!” he called, as she approached. He was at the farther end Of the court, affixing a paper target to the frame in that shuttered window in the batter board. “Sleep well?” And before she could reply, he said: “I slept like a log. Feel better than I've felt for months. This is a great place to rest, up here.” She caught his mood. “Then if you feel so well, I’ll shoot you a match; and if I beat you, you’ll have no alibis!” He chuckled, returning toward her. “You never saw the day, Nan cy,” he retorted. His pistol, a long barreled automatic of an European design, lay on the iron roller in a corner of the court She picked it up, saw that it was loaded, and be gan to shoot Her shots, when she finished, were well grouped; and Doctor Greeding applauded her. He set up another target, filled the magazine. He fired somewhat more rapidly than she had; and when he finished, went to fetch the target They examined it together, and she had to concede defeat Of her shots, three were scattered out side a six-inch circle; but his were all closely grouped. They stayed there, thus engaged, until the luncheon-bell rang; and he beat her consistently, so that his good humor grew. At lunch he was as amiable as possible; and she pre tended chagrin at her defeat and challenged him to tennis in the aft ernoon. Her father accepted. They did not begin immediately after lunch; but they were on the court when in midafternoon the phone rang. The telephone itself was in a closet behind the dining room, but there was a clangUfg bell on the side veranda which could be heard for half the lenxth of the ‘ and Nancy cried: •Til have to go answer. There's —no one hi shadowing her eyes; she said: "That was Dan. He and Mary Ann can’t come till tomorrow. He’s got to work tonight They’ll be here on the noon train.” She was engrossed in her own disappointment but not too much so to see his sudden frown. "Dan?’’ he echoed. “Is he coming?” “Yes,” she said. “I didn’t know that!” he pro tested. This, she recognized, was true; but she pretended a defensive sur prise. “Why, we’ve talked about their both coming, right along,” she urged. He said slowly: “X told you, when you spoke of it that I thought it best — Furthermore, I’m sorry he is coming, just now. It’s most in convenient” “Why?” she demanded. “Mr. Jerrell is coming tomor row,” he explained. “He called up this morning to ask if he might, and I told him yes, by all means. I counted on you to entertain him. Mary Ann and I will be busy. You’d better tell Dan not to come, so that you’ll be free for Mr. Jer rell.’’ She sought to make him smile. “But I’d much rather be with Dan,” she pointed out with a grimace. He stared at her; and suddenly he demanded: “Nancy, how far have things gone between you and that young man?” “Dan and I are — going to be married. Father.” She realized suddenly that the issue postponed till this hour was joined now. If He Chuckled, Returning Toward Her. “Ton Never Saw the Day, Nancy," He Retorted. there were ever to be opposition on Doctor Greeding’s part, the time lor it was come. And she added, to placate him: "Of course, not right away. But—soon, Father!” He met her announcement with a composure she found in some fash ion alarming. "Sure of your ground?” he asked calmly. “Sure you want him?” sure as sure! He said gravely: "Dan can’t take care of you. I’ll talk to Dan. He’ll see my point of view.’’ Something shook her; some dark fear beset her. “You sha’n’t!” she cried defiantly; and then, seeing his frown, already repentant: “Oh, Father, can't you see that he and I have to be the ones to decide?” “Nonsense!” be retorted. “You’re too young to decide anything.” And then, urgently: “Nancy, don’t you realize that Mr. Jerrell wants to many you?” “He doesn't!” she denied. “I know—’’ “You know nothing, Nancy,” he retorted. In a deep exasperation. “You’re a witless child. I tell you, Mr. Jerrell—” He checked him self, spoke more calmly: “Ira has spoken to me, Nancy,” he said urgently. "He came to me, like an honorable man, to ask what my attitude would be. Yea, he wants to marry you. And Nancy, he la my good friend. I am under many obligations to him.’’ She was afire now with a deep anger, and cried in furious scorn: “You mean you want to use me to repay him?” Her wrath warned him to cau tion. He spoke in the tone of one who reasons with an unreasonable She was cold, trembling *Tm sorry,” she said. “I can’t pro tend!" "Can’t? You mean that you won’t!” he corrected stiffly. “I mean I won’t, then!” she as sented. There was silence. Then he said, half to himself, in a hushed tone: "It might be better for Dan, and for you, to be a little reasonable!" She cried. In a quick terror: "Father, you mustn't try to scare me! That isn’t fair!” He looked at her for a long mo ment with eyes she had never seen before; then the flame in them died, and he managed a wary laugh. ‘Til talk to Dan,” he said. "He has some commbn sense." “You sha’n’t say anything to Dan!” she exclaimed. “You can’t scare Dan. Or me!” And he reassured her with words. "I’m not trying to scare you, dear. Just to talk some reason into that stubborn little head of yours. You and Dan are in love, swept away, lost to all sensible considerations.” She backed away from him, and her hands raised as though to push him from her. “No, no,” she cried in a whisper; and then, desperate, seized on a reckless expedient: “You can’t do anything to stop us. It’s too late!” she exclaimed. His eyes widened in shock and then in wrath. He was over the net in one bound. He gripped her arm like a vise, dragging her to ward him. “What do you mean?” he de manded. “I mean we’re married!” she cried. “Let me go, Father! We’re already married. So it is too late, you see!” He stood for an instant motion less, his eyes probing hers. Then he asked in curt incredulity: • “Where? When?” Her wits, paralyzed by an un reasoning fear of him, found no ready answer. She evaded the di rect inquiry. nuu cvcu u wc wacu i, one cried, "Mr. Jerrell doesn’t want to marry me! He’s in love with Mary Ann!” As though he had. been struck in the face, he released her. He recoiled from her, and his coun tenance was black and terrible. She. pressed her hands to her eyes to shut out the sight of him. “Father, don’t!” she pleaded. "Don’t look like that at me!” She heard him mutter hoarsely: “So!” Then terror whipped her so that she turned and ran, in stark panic, down the path and away. But Doctor Greeding stayed where he was; and after a moment the chaos of his thoughts settled in a simple, inevitable pattern. Jer rell and Mary Ann! Jerrell and Mary Ann! He remembered small incidents, forgotten words, each one trivial, yet in their sum enough to confirm the truth of what Nancy had said. Jerrell and Mary Ann! But if Nancy had been free, Jer rell would never have turned to Mary Ann. And Nancy would have been free, but for Dan. Dan! On this rock his plans were shattered, then. Then he walked calmly toward the house. He went to his room and opened a drawer in the bureau, and took from its holster the pistol there. CHAPTER VIII Nancy that night did not come down to dinner. She could not bear to face her father. That ma8k of anger which she had seen upon his countenance left her sick and shak en wltn a fear she could not name. She stayed in her room, sent word that her head ached. At dusk from very weariness she slept, and dreamed and woke cold and terrified; and thereafter she lay wide-eyed in the darkness. After a long time qhe heard her father getting up and then he opened the door into her room. Entering, he said gently: “Awake, Nancy? Feel better now?” His tones were soft and reassur ing. “Yes, Father,’* she murmured. He sat down on the edge of her bed and touched her hand. “I came to tell you I’m sorry, my dear.” he said, smiling, his tone humble. “Forgive me.” She whispered piteously: “You mustn’t ever scare me. Father.” He repeated: “I’m sorry. You’re all I’ve got now, Nancy! ” And he urged, pleading in his own defense: “But since your mother died, my nerves—” *T know,” she confessed. “I un derstand.” There were sudden tears in her eyes; she loved him and pitied him. “I do understand. And — I didn’t mean to — defy you. Father. Only. Dan and I—” He asked quizzically: “Are you two youngsters really married?” She shook her head. "No. I just —said that because I was desperate. I was— fighting for everything 1 want. Father. We’re not, no.” She added quickly: "But we will be.” “I know,” he assented. "And I know you would—do as I wish. If you could. But X know that love can be too strong for a girl, for a woman.” He added, watching her: "For a man. too.” .■* "Yes,” she said gravely. He laughed, id an abashed fash km. ‘Tm in a confidential mood to night, Nancy. Don’t—blame me, too much; but you know, men — even men of my age have, sometimes thnnitiita ilmaml k«nas tknw xncmgnts, areamg, nope8 xaej can i control” And hi asked slowly: ’go ‘‘Do you blame me, terribly?" She pressed hi* hand. "Poor Father,” she whispered. He bent to kiss her brow. "But of course," he said ruefully, “since she and Jerrell—” He left the sentence unfinished. "So I’ve only you, Nancy." And: “Sleep sweet,” he bade her. "Good night." "Good night. Father!” The door closed behind him, and darkness wrapped her close. But not terror now. His magic had worked its miracle. She was at peace. She slept till full dawn, and woke refreshed; her father joined her for a swim and breakfast afterward. Hie interminable morning somehow sped. Dan and Mary Ann would arrive on the noon train, and Nancy insisted that Doctor Greeding come with her to meet them. It was a fifteen-minute run in the fast boat to the landing by the station. . . . Nancy kissed Mary Ann, kissed Dan only with her eyes; and then they went down to where the boat was moored, Dan and her father carry ing the bags, stowing them in the after cockpit. Her father took the wheel, Mary Ann beside him; , and Nancy and Dan sat just behind. In a moment they were in the open lake; and Nancy leaned secretly to Dan, to kiss him. Her father said with a chuckle over his shoulder: “You two showed an admirable restraint, to wait so long.” His tone was amused and kindly. Dan was startled, and then he laughed. "Nancy has told you about us, then, sir?” "Of course.” Nancy held tight to Dan’s arm; and the young man said: “I want to talk to you about Nancy, while I’m here.” Doctor Greeding chuckled. “This brother of yours has a fine old fashioned courtesy in him,” he told "What Is ItT" Dsn Asked. "Hear Something?" Mary Ann. "Not many young men trouble to consult the girl’s father, nowadays.” Mary Ann smiled happily. "Dan has been very well brought up,” she agreed. They were at lunch when the telephone rang, and Thomas took the call "Mr. Jerrell, sir,” he re ported. "He will be at the land ing in half an hour.” “Thank you, Thomas,” Doctor Greeding assented. , He was watching Mary Ann, saw that her eyes were brighter, her cheeks faintly tinted. She felt his scrutiny, and asked disarmingly: “Mr. Jerrell? Is he coming?” “I’m afraid you and I won’t get much work done over the week end,” Doctor Greeding confessed. “Dan and Nancy will be—absorbed in each other, so we must keep Jerrell entertained.” “We’ll go meet him,” Nancy vol unteered. “Dan and I.” But her father shook his head. “Nonsense! Mary Ann and I will do that.” And when presently they rose from the table, he said: “Nan cy, you and Dan perforate a few tar gets. We’ll join you after we fetch Jerrell." He asked Dan: “Ever try pistol-shooting, Dan?” “Some, yes,” Dan confessed. "I used to belong to a club. I rather like it” “I’ll take you on for a round,” Doctor Greeding offered. He chuckled. “Jerrell tried it when he was last here; but he’s hopeless. We’ll give him a lesson.” He spoke to Mary Ann. “By the time we get to the landing, he’ll be there.” He led Mary Ann away toward the boathouse. Nancy looked at Dan with a grimace, amused, perplexed. “I suppose we have to humor him,” she confessed. Dan caught her close. "Say, when he's been so decent I'd spend the afternoon standing on my head if he asked me to.” She stood silent frowning, intent as though listening "What is it?” Dan asked. “Hear something?" Nancy shivered in his arms. "No, no. I felt—it’s funny, but I felt cold.” She freed herself, caught his hand. “Come, we’ll get the tar net tKintfe ” she eoM Improved Uniform International SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON -: By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. Dean of the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. C Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for February 7 JESUS THE LIGHT OF THE WOULD LESSON TEXT—John 8:12, 31. 32; GOLDEN TEXT—I am the light of the world: he that foUoweth me shall not walk in darkness, but (hall have the light of life. PRIMABY TOPIC — When Jesus Passed By. JUNIOR TOPIC—When Jesus Passed By. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP IC—How Jesus Is the Light of the World. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOP IC—Walking in the Light With Jesus. "The Light of the World Is Jesus!” Who does not remember with what delight we as children sang “Come to the light, ’tis shining for thee . . . The Light of the world is Jesus.” How precious was the truth that thus flooded our souls. Jesus was the light, and just as the sunlight shed its glory on an awak ening world at dawn, so he shed abroad the light'of God in the hearts of men. The writer of these lessons pens these words with the prayer that as this portion of God’s Holy Word is studied and taught, the light may break forth on many a soul caught in the bewilderment of this dark world. Our study centers around three simple words fraught with beauty and rich in meaning. I. Light (John 8:12). The text says, "Then spake Jesus.” When? Just after he had silenced the hypocritical accusers of a woman taken in sin, and had spoken the word of peace to her troubled soul. She was to “go and sin no more” because she had met him who is the “Light of the World.” They that follow him “shall not walk in darkness”; they are the children of light, they have the very light of life. n. Freedom (w. 31, 32). Free! Four letters, but what depth of meaning! £hains have fall en off, prison doors are open. The one who was bound is free. But here we are concerned with an even more important liberty, the freedom of the soul. Many there are who boast of their independence but who are naught but slaves. Jesus said, “Whosoever committeth sin is the servant of sin” (John 8:34), not its master. How shall they be freed? Note three things in these verses. (1) A condition, “If ye continue in my word.” This means not only a pro fession of faith but a daily appropri ation and realization of his truth in life. (2) A promise, “Ye shall know the truth.” The philosophies of men profess to be a seeking after truth but how few there are who look to the one place where it can be found —in Jesus Christ (3) A result "the truth shall make you free." Truth always sets free. Men are enslaved because, as in some for eign lands, they have not had the opportunity to learn the truth (we have failed to send It) or because they have rejected it m. Vision (John 9:1-11). This is one of the most instructive passages in Scripture. A man born blind is seen by Jesus. His dis ciples note his intent and begin to theorize on a theological question. They had learned so little of the compassionate spirit of Jesus that they saw in this blighted life only an illustration of a theological the ory. May God help us that we may never be so blind. Jesus goes at once to work. He was in the world to do the works of God. He and the Father always work. Let us follow his blessed example. "The King’s business re quires haste.” Let us work “while it is day, the night cometh when no man can work.” By a loving and gracious act, Jesus stirs in the heart of the man that faith which causes him to go, to wash, and, glory to God, he sees! Such a personal experience of the divine power of the Son of God leaves no doubt in the man's mind that the one who caused him to see "is a prophet.” All of a man’s doubts concerning the deity of Jesus Christ disappear when he becomes his Saviour. Read the remainder of the chap ter and note how this man’s faith is victorious in the face of trials, per secution, and even of excommuni cation; for outside the temple he met Jesus and takes him as his Lord. As Dr. Scroggie puts it, “His excommunication was a promotion. He went from the synagogue to the Saviour." God’s Mercy O God. the whole world is as a drop of morning dew. But Thou hast mercy upon all . . . For Thou Inv est all things that are, and abhor rest nothing thatJThou hast mate . . . &“> Thou sparest all, for they are Thine, O Lord, Thou lover of souls. Keep Furnace Ashpit Glean—Get Better Heat, Prevent Costly Repairs OOMETIMES we are prone to ^ grow careless and get the idea that all a furnace ashpit is for is to receive ashes as they come from the grates. As a matter of fact, however, receiving the ashes is but one of three important things an ashpit does. Besides holding ashes, it performs the very necessary function of receiving air from the cellar and helping dis tribute it uniformly throughout the fuel bed. Those things being true, it is dangerous to neglect keeping the ashpit clean. Accumulated ashes will cut off incoming air circula tion and hamper the complete combustion of fuel, creating trou blesome clinkers. An ashpit that is choked up with ashes is quite liable to overheat the grates, re sulting in their warping or break ing. This, of course, means an expense in replacing the damaged grates. So, I say again, don’t take chances. Keep the ashpit cleaned out. Take a few minutes every day to remove the dead ashes. Early Hardships The Kansas pioneers lived hard lives. They had no fountain pens to leak on their fingers. No tele phones to ring while they were taking baths. No motor cars to get flat tires or run out of gaso line. No radios to bum out tubes or be overcome by static. No brush salesmen to ring their door bells. And no newspapers to make them mad. It took real men to stand up under such hardships.— Philadelphia Inquirer. MUSCLES FELT 5Tlrr ANDSORE | Got Quick^V RELIEF^ From If muscles in your legs, arms, cbest, back or shoulders feel stiff and sore, get a bottle of Hamlins Wizard Oil and get quick relief. Rub it on—rub it In. Warms—soothes—gives wonderful com fort. Will not stain. At all druggists. HAMLINS WIZARD OIL For MUSCULAR ACHES .;iid PAINC Due to RHEUMATISM NEURALGi - LUMBAGO CHEST COLDS Crushed Virtue Virtue is like precious odors, most fragrant where they are in censed or crushed; for Prosperity doth best discover vice; but Ad versity doth best discover virtue. —Bacon. DON'T RUB YOUR EYES Rubbing your eye* grind* invisible particle* of duit and dirt right into the delicate time*, making the irritation juat that much worse. A much better way. a* thousand* have discovered, ia to use a little Murine in each eye—night and morning. Murine may be depended onion lieve eye irritation because it la a reliable eye preparation containing 7 active ingredients of known value in caring for the eyes. In use for 40 years. Ask for Murine at your drug store. In Mutual Sympathy Nature has concatenated ou fortunes and affections together with indissoluble bands of mutual sympathy.—Barrows.