Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 32, Number 119, Decatur, Adams County, 17 May 1934 — Page 6

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r i j.i 11 ii c » u | WAT IS *; jCtnT tog. Brilliant Blooms in Midsummer

The Zinnia r.t today is a bold' beauty and a striking improve-1: ment over its ancestors. Many new forms have been de-1 v.glpped by scientific plantsmen as I well as new colors and color com-1 Mnations. Zinnias like warm' weather and the seed must be ‘ <t>wn in warm soil. If the soil is I cold they may decay and never| germinate, if you will learn to i sow the seeds of Zinnias in the m>en ground where the plants are to remain, you will have early' Howers, sturdy plants, and generally satisfactory results. '•ln freshly turned soil plant the i jseds perhaps an inch deep and six , indies or more apart. Firm the . qj»ii to -the seeds and leave a loose

ci nd e pjell a"] by Harold Bell Wright |

SYNOPSIS “ In the little village of Pine Knob, in the Ozarks, “Uncle Jimmy” Cartwright laboriously rides his mule toward Ann Haskel’s house, speculating on the possibility of “refreshments,” when he I’comes upon Diane Carrol painting . the landscape. Though born to wealth. Diane, like her late father, •is indifferent to society. She is seriously interested in art and leadihg a useful life. Diane accepted a friend's invitation to visit Wilderness Club in the Ozarks upon learning that she could paint there and do just as she pleased. “Uncle Jimmy” and Diane take to each other instantly. He is surRrised, upon learning she is a lew Yorker, to find her just like "home folks.’” As they talk, Ann Haskel, a typical backwoods character, appears on a big bay horse. The old mountaineer informs Diane that Ann practically runs that part of the country. Ann lives on a farm with her step-son. Jeff Todd, an "ornery cuss,” and Nance Jordan, her housekeeper. Years ago, following the death of her first husband, Ed Haskel. Ann sent her young son, John Herbert, away. No one dared ask where or why. but they remembered it was about that time that Judge Shannon, a family friend, stopped visiting. Later, Ann married Jerry Todd who was killed by a revenue officer. Following his death, Ann resumed the name of Haskel. "Uncle Jimmy” leaves Diane with the warning not to ask too many questions about the inhabitants. In the days that follow, Diane has the uncomfortable feeling that she is being watched by Ann Haskel. Pappy Giles, the postmaster, tells Diane that—although some folks consider Ann fearless, suspicious and cruel —there was one time when she looked like an angel to him. He was ill and his wife an invalid, with no one to care for them, and Ann had come generously laden with food and medicine. Pappy relates a story of how Ann routed the Swamp Valley night riders, a gang of vicious bullies, when they came to “get” the school-master who was suspected unjustly of being a revenue officer CHAPTER VI. “And did they?” cried Diane, with breathless interest. “Did they go?" “Yes’m, they sure did. Thar warn’t nothin’ else fer ’em to do. An’ that war the end of the Swamp Valley night-riders, too.” “But how could one woman—alone —with a crowd like that— Heavens!” “Don’t nobody know rightly how Ann does hit—hit’s jest her way. ’Course after that night she made all the decent folks help her ag’in the riders. ’Bout four year after hit war all over an’ forgot one of them riders what war thar told me he didn’t believe they could ’a’ killed Ann Haskel that night if they’d ’a’ shot her plum’ full of lead—s’posin’ ary one of ’em had dast make a move to p’int his gun at her with them black eyes of hern a-watchin’ ’em over her Winchester. "Ann’s a-ridin’ that same big bay horse with the blazed face yet—as mebbe you’ve noticed. Horse is a-gittin’ a little old, but he’s good yet. So’s Ann.” One afternoon, as she worked near the Haskel place, Diane saw the bay horse feeding in the yard. Realizing that Ann must be at home, she went up to the long house and knocked at the door. There was no answer, but she heard, or imagined that she heard, low voice/ and people moving within. She knocked again. All was quiet as if the place were deserted. Again she knocked, this time with more vigor. The door opened cautiously. Just wide enough for Nance Jordan to stand forbiddingly on the threshold. Nance was a tall, raw-boned, middle-aged woman of the backwoods, dressed in the dingy motherhubbard, black cotton stockings, and heavy shoes that such women wear. With her stringy, ash-colored hair, faded eyes, and characterless mouth she seemed almost to belong among the dumb four-footed animals of the farm. Without a word, she stood staring suspiciously at the girl who had dared to invade the Haskel premises. Diane smiled up at her pleasantly. “I beg pardon for disturbing you, but I am frightfully thirsty. Might I have a drink of water? I forgot to bring a canteen and it is io warm today."

mulch on the surface. Do not sprinkle and if it should rain, break the crust when Ihe surface is sufficiently dry. The plants should eventually be spaced a I foot to eighteen inches apart. In I tile thinning process remove each intervening plant (witli plenty ;.i soil.) Varieties are many, but the Dahlia-Flowered Zinnias are per-1 haps most popular. The flowers . of these are of enormous size.. some measuring five to six inches . in diameter. The petals are slightly cupped and the stems are long ; with attractive foliage. They aie. brilliant in coloring, with a range . from the most delicate shades of primrose to the vivid crimsons, in-

Nance gazed at the artist vacantly, as if she had not heard a word. “So sorry I troubled you," said the baffled Diane, and was turning away, when a voice within said, sharply. “Give her a drink.” “I’ll fetch hit.” said Nance, and. closing the door, she left Diane standing dubiously on the outside. “Speaking of hospitality.’’ muttered the artist to herself, and watched the bay horse, which was nibbling the short grass of the yard with a fine air of indifference to her presence. The door opened again and Nance warily thrust a gourd dipper of water toward the beggar at the Haskel gates. Diane, who was now more than ever intrigued by the situation, drank leisurely. “So good of you.” she murmured between slow draughts. “What delicious water! From a spring, is it? Or have you a well?" There was no answer from the hostile Nance. “I have often wanted to meet Mrs. Haskel. Is she at home?” No answer. “I saw her horse in the yard and I thought—” The watchful Nance broke her silence: “Ann’s somewhars ’round. I reckon. Down to the bottom field, mabbe, or up in the hill pasture. I don’t know. She’s likely to be anywhar.” The closed door effectually put an end to the conversation. An hour later Diane saw the woman riding toward the Lodge, and that evening they told her Ann had been there and had asked many questions about “that thar young woman who’s alius a-paintin’ pitchers ’round the neighborhood.” But while Diane, so far, had failed to meet Ann Haskel, she saw more than enough of Jeff Todd. And this young backwoodsman that the Haskel woman had raised in the place of her own son was not at all the sort of person Diane would have chosen willingly for even a casual acquaintance. Like Nance Jordan, Jeff was of the lowest type of native “poor white,” but unlike her his lean ill-bred face had a bad-dog look. Even when he grinned with what he meant to be an expression of friendliness his countenance was vicious. The fellow began honoring Diane with his attention the day after Uncle Jimmie and Ahab made their introductory visit, and Diane, reflecting that Ann must have seen the gray mule and his master on that occasion, wondered if there was any connection between the little old mountaineer’s friendliness for her and Jeff Todd’s interest. Wherever she worked he was sure to appear. She never heard his approaching step and scarcely ever glimpsed him in the woods or knew that he was near until she suddenly discovered him standing there. Then he would greet her with a drawling "howdy,” and a facial contortion which he evidently hoped she would accept as a friendly smile. Nor did he ever make much of an effort to engage her in conversation. Seated on the ground, he merely watched her as she worked, and favored her with that leering grin whenever she chanced to ; glance in his direction. At last, ’ with the remark, “Wai, 1 reckon I’d best be a-gettin’ back to my work, ’fore Ann ketches me a-!azyin’ ’round with you,” he would disap- | pear in the woods as silently as he had come. If she went for a walk along the ' river or through the woods, she met ; him. When she went to the store ’ he was sure to drop in before she ' left. Diane, by nature, was fearless. ' She felt quite capable of taking care of herself in almost any situation. I She had been alone in many queer corners of the world. But Jeff Todd, she admitted, gave her “the creeps.” She was careful to refrain from making any offer of conversation. ■ Several times she hinted that she ■ preferred to be alone. She even said that for anyone to watch her paint1 ing disturbed her. She could have ■ suggested to a poison-ivy vine that ■ she disliked the presence of the 1 plant with the same effect Finally ' she told him bluntly that he an- ’ noyed her and asked him to stay I away. . ’ “If you got time fer Pappy Giles 1 an’ old Uncle Jimmie Cartwright, you sure can take time fer me.” he returned, coolly. “I’m a heap the ; best man in these hyear parts. , If . you ain’t believin’ hit. jest you ask I anybody.” i Early one morning Diane followed the trail down the wooded

eluding also many lovely combinations of colors. Other tall growing sorts are I California giant Zinnias. These i may be planted In the background with the more Dwarf LiTllput Zinnias in the foreground. The HiliI puts resemble Pompon Dahlias I and may be hud in a great variety of colors, also in mixtures. There Is no more satisfactory j flower for garden and for cutting than the modern Zinnia, and for mass planting they are unrivaled. They are easily grown, bloom quickly from seed planted In warm weather, and by dusting occasionally witli dusting sulphur to prevent mildew, they may be kept in , a healthy condition. —o ■ —— Shortage of $135,000 Philadelphia— (U.R) — Investiea|tion of estates administered by the I late Deputy Coroner Arthur Sellers shows a shortage of nearly $136,1 uno. New estates, which are being | examined almost daily, may bring i the total still higher. On June 25. 1 1932, Judge (lest ordered Sellers, 'as administrator, to pay the court '54,917 for heirs to the Emily Kne- ‘ able estate. Sellers committed suicide the next day.

mountain-side to the little Cart | wright farm on Shady Creek. The old mountaineer and his gray i mule were plowing corn near the tiny log house. When she hailed : him from the foot of the trail at the edge of the forest he answered ; with a glad whoop, and a moment j later met her at the end of a row. "Howdy, gal! By G-e-e-rusalem- j on-high! but you're sure a sight fer sore eyes. Me an’ Ahab’s been ' a-wishin’ these two hours past fer I somethin’ to happen along an’ rest 1 us fer a spell.” “Oh, but you mustn’t let me in- I terfere with your work, Uncle Jim- i mie!” protested the artist. “Shucks! a body can alius work," ' he retorted. “But ’tain’t more’n | once or twice, mebbe, in a lifetime that a feller old’s I be gits a chance ter visit with a gal as likely as you. , Come along. The old woman wants j to see you. But mind you don’t let on how purty I think you be. I ain’t lookin’ to be scalped yet.” Ahab was already fast asleep in the shade of the woods which bordered the field. At the cabin they found Uncle I Jimmie’s other half churning a “batch of butter.” She was little i and wrinkled and old like her hus- 1 band, and with her birdlike eyes and | cheery way made Diane think of a j friendly house-wren. “Hyear she is, Maw,” said Uncle I Jimmie. “She’s done come jest like she said she would. This hyear’s Diane, the gal I been a-tellin’ you about, what’s a-paintin’ pitchers of our woods an’ mountains an’ the 1 river an’ everything. Mind how I j been a-tellin’ you she paints ’em so real a body can jest natchally feel the sun a-shinin’, an’ sit in the shade an’ smell the woodsy smell, and watch the fish a-jumpin’ in the river? Ain’t she purty. Maw. jest like I been a-tellin’ ye?” Mrs. Cartwright held out her tiny work-hardened hand with a quiet little chuckle: "You’re sure welcome, Diane. My old man’s done gone plum’ daffy ’bout you an’ your pitchers. He ain’t talked ’bout nothin’ else since he done met-up with you. I can easy ’nough see why, now I got a look at you fer myself. I I been expectin’ you an’ a-wishin’ | every day you’d come. I’ll have some nice fresh buttermilk fer you ’g’in 1 finish this hyear churnin’. ■ Like buttermilk, do you?” “Indeed I do. Mrs Cartwright!” “Now, now, honey — don’t you start to Missus Cartwrightin’ me. i I’m Aunt Josie same’s he’s Uncle i Jimmie—to home folks like you be. ' I mean.” For a week Diane painted along i Shady Creek, going down the trad in the early morning and returning ! to the Lodge at the close of day. • When the light was not right for ’ her work she visited in the log cab- ' in. where Aunt Josie fed her deli- ' cious buttermilk and corn pone and. . smoking a cob pipe, told her stories i of backwoods life when she was a ■ girl. Uncle Jimmie admired and I criticized her pictures and contrib- ' uted bits of quaint backwoods phi- > losophy in his homely tongue. And • under the spell of Shady Creek the

young woman dismissed the annoyance of Jeff Todd’s attentions. She no iongei felt that she was being spied upon. With Uncle Jimmie and Aunt Josie she felt safe—though why she should feel anything but safe when she was not on Shady Creek. Diane could not have said. Then suddenly she knew that Uncle Jimmie and Aunt Josie were troubled about something, and presently she realized that she herself was the cause of their uneasiness. When Uncle Jimmie, who had been up to the store, remarked that Jeff Todd had been asking for her. she understood—that is. she understood that for some reason the old couple were uneasy because of Jeff’s interest in her. . She told them about the fellow’s persistent attentions, and Uncle Jimmie said, grimly. “Never you mind, honey—that ornery skunk ain’t goin’ to pester you none down hyear with we-uns on Shady Creek.” “Jeff Todd ain’t goin’ to pester our Diane nowhars else, neither." remarked Aunt Josie. “You can jest tell him so, Jimmie Cartwright.” “1 done told him,” returned the old mountaineer, briefly. To Diane’s amazement. Aunt Josie continued with. “An’ did you tell Ann Haskel, too?” “Not yet. 1 ain't." “Wai. said Aunt Josie, "you may’s well tell her. I sure will if they come a-snoopm’ round hyear.” (To Be Continued) Copyrtcht. Illi, by Harold 801 l Wrlrht. Distributed by Ki nt Faaturaa B/odlcata. laa>

DECATUR DAILY DEMOCRAT THURSDAY. MAY 17, 1934.

MONROE NEWS * 1 The Ladles (Aid society of the MethodUt Episcopal church met at the ‘ home of Mrs. John Floyd Thursday afternoon. Mr. arrl Mrs. Fred Smith of Auburn spent the week-end with Mrs. Smith’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. C. ’ E. Buhner, Dr. C. C. Rayl of Decatur called ( on his parents Mr. ami Mrs. T. J. ! Rayl Sunday afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Delbert Beale of - Portland spent Sunday with Mr. i and Mrs. If. E. Forrar. Mrs. Ethel Branch of Decatur visited her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Amos Brandyberry for a few- days Mr. ami Mrs. Rolla Longenberger of Fort Wayne visited Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Longenberger Sunday after- 1 noon. Mr. and Mrs. Safara Sauders and family of Berne were the guests of |

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