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CAST OF CHARACTERS POLLY CHELSEY, - heroine; stranded in London when war breaks out. ° JERRY WHITFIELD, hero; the Yankee Who sees her through. CABELL BANKS, privateer captain. 2 t 4 » Yesterday: Jerry, Banks and Polly arrive safely in France, having outwitted Clitte, but little did they realize the greater danger ahead.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE RDINARILY one would travel from Calais to Cherbourg by water, touching at Le Havre. But with the channel so beset with ships engaged in war and war's commerce, it behove civilian travelers to stick to dry land. "Cabell Banks used his fluent French to advantage in engaging three seats in a stage coach (which the French amusingly called a diligence) and he and Jerry and Polly set out at once for Cherbourg, the driver offering no objection to Nui-

sance. Their intention was to go §board Tim Chelsey’'s armed merchant ship, the Palm Tree, and return to America with him. Though it carried no long guns—only six small carronades, Polly admitted when they questioned her—it should be able to cross the Atlantic in rea- * sonable safety. Jerry, and even Cabell, had heard of Capt. Tim Chelsey and knew his reputation as a reliable skipper. “He's likely short of hands,” Jerry said. “I can handle the sails or help navigate, whichever thing he has a need for.” “I'll wager hell be glad to see even me,” Cabell remarked. “I hardly ever saw a ship that wasn’t short of hands. But your Cousin Tim needn't ask me to climb shrouds or cat anchors, Polly. I'm not his man. Navigation’s my specialty.” “My father was the best sailor of them all,” Polly said, thinking suddenly of home and of the patient old man there who no longer had a ship. She felt a great longing to see Trepid and Dick. They calculated that Tim Chelsey would have made the port of Cherbourg two good days before news of war reached the Channel. The only concern of Jerry and Cabell was how the Palm Tree would get

out of Cherbourg. They put their:

wits together to solve this poser on the coach ride from Calais. The port would be watched by English warships; . it would be a sporting venture for any American merchantman to run out. Could it be done? They thought it could. ” 2 2 INCE the trip consumed several days’ time and several overstops, the three travelers argued ebout many matters. Polly annoyed her two male escorts by saying one day, “War's unnatural. We're of one blood with the English, yet were lined up with the French against them. It’s like asking a foreigner to help you fight your own mother.” “Qur mother happens to be tryjing to strangle us,” Jerry pointed out. “We're the thing she hates most.” Thay reflected on this sad and undeniable fact, and presently Polly suid, “The French have been seizing our vessels too, my father told me. He thinks Napoleon has overreached himself.” “He has undoubtedly done that,” Cabell agreed:. “My father says he's drunk with power.” “I can’t understand human nature at all,” Polly argued. “First it was the Bourborn Kings that were so selfish and so cruelto the . French people. The people threw them off and won their freedom, then turned cruel themselves, beheading the aristocrats right and left. Now it’s Napoleon that's— that's—" go “Exploiting—" said Cabell, supplying the word. “Exploiting the French people. We may have to fight - Napoleon next, unless England settles him.” i “And that’ll make England drunk with power,” Jerry offered. “Drunker than she already is, I mean.” “So maybe war's no use after all!” Polly exclaimed. “Maybe it never settles anything! Maybe it just destroys!” This idea held her in its awful grip for hours, so that she hardly noticed the scenery -or answered when they spoke to her. It was as if she had reached maturity and yet was more uncertain and shaken than she had been in her thoughtless girlhood. . . . She was thinking: “Must my body form the bodies of [strong boys for war?” It was the old cry of woman in a man-made world, not yet articulate. It was ja terrible question, without an answer. 2 i” EJ It HE diligence set them down near the Cherbourg docks, and three young Americans had their first breath-taking view of this

magnificent harbor which Louis |

XVI had begun and Napoleon (with his madman’s lavishness) had completed. The two great basins of the artificial harbor, one for warships, the other for merchantmen, were a safe retreat from storms or pursuing vessels. Even at low tide the water was deep. Fifty ships of the line could- cradle there, and ‘twice that many merchantmen. Jerry and Cabell were dismayed when they looked out on the forf masts riding at anchor. They t"~ suddenly that the young ted States of America was crude and backward when com- » pared ‘with Europe's power and

Cabell Banks said to Jerry, ‘“Let’s take Polly to a hotel and leave her there while we look for Tim Chelsey’s Palm Tree. It’s apt to take some time.” Polly agreed to this plan, first

‘describing Cousin Tim's brig as

{clearly as she could: “-. .. two | masts, square sails, rather wide in ‘the beams and clumsy; a gaudily | carved palm tree for a figurehead.” | It was midnight before Jerry returned to Polly at the hotel, ang

fellow, who said Capt. Tim 5 gotten wind of the

war just before putting in fo Cher-

Copyright, 1938, NEA Service, Inc. bourg and had run for Morlaix instead—that being nearer the Atlantic and less bottled. He had unloaded his cargo there in record time and put out again, bound for home. * Jerry added, “I hope you don’t feel angry about his not waiting for you, Polly?” : Her answer came direct and simple. “I've come to understand how men feel about war, Jerry. What do I count when my counfry’s in trouble? Cousin Tim and his sailors had to get home and offer them- | selves and the ship to America.”

“That's how it was,” Jerry said. “There’s something reasonable and mansized about you, Polly, for all you've -got such sweet lips and eyes. . . . Kiss me, Polly, because we’re going to be married tomorrow. And then-we're going to go on a ship that Cabell’s getting and help chase the English off the Atlantic.” “Marry tomorrow?” Polly gasped, for that seemed to her the more important .item in the news. “Oh, Jerry! I'm so thankful Cousin Tim left me stranded!” Jerry took ‘her in his arms and held her close. He was a simple man and her simplicity appealed to him.. She knew nothing of coquetry but she knew a great deal about honest loving. He wanted her for his wife, as much as—yes, as much as he wanted to get at the English! Between these two passions he was all but consumed. He held Polly close in his arms and while he felt the warmth of her tender body, he saw in his mind’s-eye an English brig, like the Sunrise, striking her colors as he boarded... . .

T was not easy for two young New’ Englanders to get themselves married in Cherbourg, yet with Cabell Banks’ help it was accomplished. When Jerry and Polly had made their vows, Cabell removed himself from the hotel, so that their brief honeymoon might be spent alone and with no talk of war to mar it. The innkeeper and his wife gave the bride and groom a basket of fine French fruit for a wedding present; Polly blushed at her new title of “Madame when they presented the gift. . .% : By reliable messenger there came from Cabell Banks a coral necklace for Polly and a fine pair of binoculars for Jerry. There was, in addition, a collar for Nuisance. It bore a silver plate that proclaimed “Mrs. Jerry Whitfield’s chien”—the engraver having been unable at the last moment to bring himself to engravesso ugly a word as dog. Nuisance accepted his new collar as he accepted his new master, philosophically. It was evident to him that his beautiful mistress was obsessed by the big young man who carried her about in his arms and stopped drinking his breakfast coffee to kiss her, Yet he seemed to Nuisance to be a trustworthy young man, not given to forgetting a little dog’s bones and drinking water. As. for Jerry, for several days there was no war. There was no vessel to be procured, no dangerous sea to be crossed, no English to be punished in the name of impressed seamen with striped backs. There was only Polly, honest and lovely, who had given her body into his keeping, along with her heart.

(To Be Continued)

(All events, names and characte ‘this story are whotly Rotitious> n

Daily Short Story

ADVENTURER—By Frank Kern Levin

HE had come over the mountains, and, looking back, Arthur saw them flat and unreal against the blue sky, as though they had been cut from cardboard as whimsical decoration for the horizon. And everywhere else -the uninterrupted sand stretched in a vast yellow plain, “We turn off here,” the driver of the truck said. “It’s a little town of the kind you don’t’ often see. You can come along if you want.” “Then what?” Arthur wanted to get back East in time to finish up his last year in high school with his class. Even if he were lucky | it would take another 10 days, and then he’d be a week late. “Maybe somebody will be going east. Sometimes you can pick a ride as far as Salt Lake. Of course you're taking a chance; might not be anybody leaving for a week or 10 days. But that’s better than getting off here in the middle of the desert. You might never be picked up.” 8 8 » “YPUT if I go with you there’s the chance I might have to hang around for a month even before I get a ride, isn’t there?” _ “Well—yes.” “I guess I'd better get off here then. I've been pretty lucky—” The driver didn’t argue further. Arthur got out of the car, and then watched it turn off the highway. After he had walked along for a few moments Arthur looked back. The car was passing out of sight. Apparently its road led down into a valley. When, later, he looked back again he could not see it. And there was nothing else. Only the mountains behind him, and everywhere else the soft, glinting sand. The sun climbed higher, the heat burned at the corners of his eyes and in his nostrils. Then he heard a car coming and, turning, signaled it. It did not slacken its speed. Now he was walking along with firm, strong steps, with a vast, mighty freedom. Hot sun, sky brilliantly ‘blue, mountains and sand were good! Always this, young and vital! If the road led nowhere—if night would come—if only to continue on like this. . . , But now the

Mind Your Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. How should a woman introduce her daughter-in-law to another woman? 2. How might a woman in-

ried sister? 3. How might a woman introduce her mother-in-law to another woman? i 4, Should one introduce a person as “my friend”? 5. Which of the two introductions, “Mr. Jones, meet Mr. Smith” or “Mr. Jones, I'd like you to meet Mr. Smith” is correct?

/What would you do if— You are a woman introducing your father-in-law— A. “This is Mr. James”? «B. “This is my father-m-law”? C. “This is Burt's father”? : ” 2 ” Answers

1. If she knows the other woman slightly, “Mrs. Jones, I , Want you to know my daughter-in-law.” To a friend, “Mary, this is Bob’s wife.” 2. “This is my husband's sister.” : : 3. “This is Dick’s mother.” 4. No. . } 5. “Mr. Jones, I'd like you to meet Mr. Smith.”

Best “What Would You Do” solution—either (B) or (0).

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sun was directly overhead; his lips were dry. If there was somewhere he could get water he would feel all right again. He walked on. It was only a short distance ahead—long sweep of meadow, a farmhouse, and cows at a fence, and he began to hurry. He stopped for he was off the road. Arthur turned back. Long sweep of meadow and. all vanished—and he had never really believed there was such

It really might be serious if no one would come along and pick him up. Suppose he had to spend the night alone on the‘desert. It was very cold at night—something poisonous might sting him. He needed to get water somehow. But things had to work out. He had just gone in fun and he had to get | back. He wanted to finish up school ! so he wouldn’t be behind in the work. Then he would go out and look for a job. ” o 8 GAIN he heard a car behind him. It came rattling and rolling along, an old-time roadster without even a top. The driver was a red-faced youth. He waved at Arthur and stopped. “Are you the feller Henry picked up?” the youth asked. His eyebrows were white, his face was wide, there

Arthur climbed on the seat beside him. The youth started the car up again, “I- guess you must be,” he continued. “I was just starting out when Henry got in. He told me he let you off, and that I should pick you up if I saw you. He said you were all right.” Arthur asked him for water, and the youth handed him a bottle. “I got sick and tired of that old place. I'm going East, far as this thing will take me. Maybe Omaha, maybe even Chicago. You ever been to Omaha or Chicago?” “Yes,” Arthur said. “Them’s places where a fella has a chance. You ain't got none out on a desert, that’s sure. I'm gonna get a job and get married. That's what I'm gonna do.” “What did your girl say when you told her you were going to leave?” Arthur asked, grinning. The fellow’s shoulders were broad, and hair grew heavily on the back of his hands and in tufts on his fingers. : “I ain’t got no girl yet. You think a guy like me who wants to be somethin’ would marry one of them like there is out here on the desert? They ain't no good fer a guy like me. I'm gonna marry one of them girls in Omaha or Chi€ago.” They Jrove along and came to a gasoline station. There was a place for the car in between two cabins.

was stuck. Arthur got out. | “Turn the wheel and back her up a little,” he directed. Luke tried and he was still stuck. Arthur watched him, and then as he stopped the car, unable to go forward or back, he looked up. » os ®

HERE was a silly, bewildered grin on Luke’s face. And as he saw *it Arthur suddenly felt charge through him like a shock an undefinable kind of fear—and the hot sun, the mountains and desert were suddenly things of terror. “I'll get it in,” he said to Luke. Easily he swung the car around, and drove it in place between the cabins. They went on the next day, and Luke was a good fellow. He didn’t want Arthur to pay for half the gas, but Arthur did. “We’ll share on expenses as long as my money lasts,” Arthur said. “If it isn’t enough I'll wire home for more. ‘ But the car broke down, somewhere just outside of Omaha. They parted, after having been together a week, and Arthur .went: on. He never heard of Luke again until cne day he picked up a newspaper and saw his picture. ‘That was three or four years later. Under the picture was the caption, “Bandit killed in wild chase.” .

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YOUR HEALTH

By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN American Medical Journal Editor

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