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Prudence’s Daughter

CHAPTER IV—Continued Jerrold laughed, but sobered quickly. If then It bad not been financial need which brought this city youth to the Middle West—it was a matter far more serious. His heart sank within him. He thought of Prudence and her happiness in having Jerry with her. TU call her up," he volunteered. And when he had his daughter on the wire, he said cheerfully: “Oh. by the way. Jerry. I have a young man from New York here looking for a Job—letter from you as a recommendation.” ; Jerrold waited. He waited until be realised that his daughter had nothing to nay on the subject. •Well, what shall I do wfth him? Shall 1 bring him up to the house?" ▲nd then suddenly there came such a torrent of tumultuous words over the wire as caused Jerrold to gasp with dismay, while confusion and consternation spread over his kindly face Presently a sharp click on the wire Informed him that the conversation was at an end. He hung Up the rereiver. There was a deepening anxiety In bis face as he said: “My daughter saya— Do you want te know what my daughter says?" •Very much;" "I am pained to report that my daughter says If I bring yop near the house shell shut the door on both of us. that you came here for a Job and 1 itn to give you a Job. and the harder you have to work the better It win be for you. but that personally she hasn’t the slightest Interest In you or In what becomes of you. as long as you keep sut of her light." “Well, Hl be d-d.” said Duane, and rould say np more. •Both of us." corroborated Jerry’s father gently. This thru of. affairs burdened Jerrold with the entire responsibility for the young man. He did not like it. He ffidnx know what to do with him. He wished Jerry blight have been more rommunicatlve about her Impulses before she yielded to them. He thought the mijfht at least have discussed the gffalrs of the Harner Motor company wtth'm* official bead before she In reived thnrestablishmpnt !n foreign of such portentous mag altqde. „ ~ . "Jto you like the MWdle-Weetr he isked weakly, remembering his duties ts host, although he felt veryjnuch as if bo ha*d suddenly become the trou Hod OWner at a white elephant place*! to hto Christmas stocking by some mis gultfedTwell-wtsher . .TNsver saw II.” said Duans. Allerton ▲nd then, -suddenly. feeling that per tap* some flight explanation was due this plainly harassed father, be went sa: '•You hbe. Hr, Warmer, I tried to —well, flirTa IlftleJ-wlth yqnr daugh tar m New York. And she didn’t like IL**“Oh, didn’t she?" Jerrold was sur vetoed. He-ehot a quick look at the yoftßg man. •He was very good to look at. ggen perturbed and troubled JerMd. lip was. IncilryslrJU doubt the •fiVrrity of his daughter** dislike *But sUb does flirt.” Duane went on positively. "Everybody said so. And Seaidea. 1 saw her myself. But she seemed to e'ngle me out for her re ientmeut.*.’ For ao goodqriftaoa. as far as I could make out" * "Walt ( mliute cu call her up again an&kelUber she can’t do these things" Jerrold spoke quite sternly. But when be rot the number, it wgs Prudence's voice that answered. She said that Jerry had gone wildly away In the “Baby.” and didn’t know when she would come home, and If her father brought any strange young men around the house she’d never be home. - “fist here." said Jerrold sharply, glad It was Prudence. with whom it was much easier to be stern than with Imperturbable Jerry. “You should have told me about this." Prudence professed her complete and absolute Ignorance of It. at which her husband felt somewhat better. It was always a source of grievance to him when Prudence knew things Ante He began to feel quite gratified because he had been selected for the brunt of the burden. “Oh. It must have been a shock to you." he said sympathetically. "Not a bit I knew there was a man tl it somewhere." “How did you know that? Did she toil you—" "She told me nothing. I knew by the way she looked." “Well. wb%t shall I do with him? I don't know what to do with him! I font think he knows how to work — and be doesn’t want to work anyhow. What shall!—" •Tdon't know" said Prudence arty. “What do you think?" When Prudence said that, both Jerrold and Jerry stepped warily, afraid ft blundering. It was Prudence’s way ft getting herself out of a tight place. With those few words she could shift foe entire responsibility for any matlor tn the cosmic universe and lay ail blame on other, stronger fibouldere Jerrold bung up the receiver and Steed the White Elephant grimly. The White Elephant. tt must be admitted, seemed not in the least disturbed, rather pleased in fact, as though, like Predance, he washed his hands qf the entire affair and left himself to Jar reldTs disposal. And then like a rare fiash of tnsptraffon Jerrold saw away out He scribtled quickly est a piece of paper. •I tell you what" he said trimnphantiy. "She’s gone out in the car -Jerry. I mean. You go up to the assise and see Prudence. Sire’ll tell yen what to do. It seems you are expected to take a position and go to work for toft Come fa tomorrow If you think you can stand It. and well roe what we can stare up. But the first thing fire you to d» to to go right 9 there as fast as yuft can and see st a boy from the shop to the Iwree terete ofjhe «• rereads of the great

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white house, shadowy beneath great branching maples with leaves faintly turning to gold at the edges, before he realized that he had no idea under heaven as to whom he bad come there to see.' “See Prudence." Jerrold had told him. with vast relief. t . “In love like Prudence.” Jerry had said on that memorable night in Carter .Blake’s kitchen. “Good Lord!" be thought in trepidation. “Am I to blurt tt out like that. Lead me to Prudence’?" For what or whomever she might be. whether Sis ter, companion, or friend, he bad no slightest idea. In another instant he would have •olted for freedom from this embar -assing predicament, but the door ■ >pened in the face of his dismay, and Katie's sober placid feautres confronted him. “Er-üb," he stammered nervously and then be faced it bravely, with that winning smile which never yet had failed to blaze a trail for him. “It sounds rather a fool’s errand. I know,” he said pleasantly, “but Mr. Harmer sent ms up and told me to see Pro denes." CHAPTER V Jerry’s Mother Dggjie’s plaintive announcement at the hospitable door of the Harmer home found echo in a soft peal of sympathetic laughter from within, and she came herself to receive him. Prudence, both hands outstretched tn welcome. “I’m Prudence.” she said- “I Jerry's mother. Cohie right in. won’t you? It was just like my husband to send you to a me in some such crazy fashion." DUane felt a pleasant, curious quiet come over him as he looked at Prudence!" Jerry had thought It was falling in love like—Prudence. Jerrold had sent him in triumph to—Prudence. Tills was Prudence. In spite of the extreme slenderness of her figure. In spite of the delicate pallor of her creamy skin and the faint suggestion of silver in the soft brown hair, there was nothing of frailty about her. rather a sort of youthful, undying buoyancy. Duane loved the humorous droop of her sensitive lips, the humorous light of interest in her bright eyes. Prudence laughed, holding hto hand companionably in here, as she drew him into the wide lovely room, where she motioned him lightly to an easy chair, and then tucked herself cozlly into one corner of another, far too wide for her, leaning comfortably over the upholstered arm In hto direction She could have wept Aloud over him. and yet she liked him. Prudence, with the rigid training of her Methodist ancestry. still stoutly affirmed that she never took a dislike to any human being. that she was positively without personal aversion. Rut when she liked tt was with a quick unerring Instinct which had never betrayed her trust. She rejoiced.that she felt this liking for the unfortunate young knight er rant, who had come to the Middle West on such an absurd, boyish quest. Jerry <- might fool her father, might amaze and bewilder even one as skeptical as Duane, but Prudence saw through every little flaw in her armor, saw what lay beneath her stubborn resistance and her eager impulse, both springing as they did from the same emotion. She found herself apologising for her daughter. “You must really excuse Jerry If sometimes she seems a little self-willed, almost strong-headed, her father says. I can't imagine where she rereil * “Yew Go Up to the House and Soo got so much backbone. Pm very easy about- everything, and her father to wax to the hands of anyone who tries to wheedle him. but Jerry baa a ter rible mind once she gets tt made up.” Duane found himself thinking less of Jerry than of Prudence, rather, thinking through Prudence to Jerry again. Hto impression of that lovely though willful young woman had to undergo a swift transformation MMr that he saw Prudence. She explained everything he had not understood before. Be found her a rational accounting foe the moods of * maddening Prudence did not ask questions. She Just talked, laughing with him. at New York, at Jerry, at the Mldffie West, and at hto curious obedteoce to the caprice of her always capricious daugbyou may hereto go to> w»A too,” she told him. “She seems quite to have re* heart on making you

work. She need to scoff at the nobility of labor as applied to herself, but she seems to have no such scruples In regard to you. Perhaps she to going to ennoble you in spite of yourself. But possibly you will not mind. You do not look at all lazy." “Pre worked before—as you might say. Well, I never washed cars for a living, but perhaps I can if I must." He asked Prudence Ifjt surprised or disappointed her, when Jerry gave up her dreams of Art, her hope of becoming a painter. “Not a bit." this amazing woman told him. “It didn't surprise me. and it certainly didn't disappoint me. I was glad of it. I knew all the time she couldn’t paint." “Then why did you send her —alone —to study, to—" .“I knew it. but she didn’t. She had to find out somehow, didn't she?" And then she talked more of Jerry, o* a Jerry be had felt mlght.be in existence but had not known tn person “She may not be much of an artist.” she said, “but she’s a beautiful, wonderful daughter to Jerrold and me. We don’t care whether she can paint or not. she’s oura.” After a little, when he felt he could safely venture to Intrude upon the intimately personal, he asked rather awkwardly: “Would you mind telling me—how — you fell tn love?” Prudence blushed a little, toughed delightedly. “Oh. the silliest thing,” she said apologetically. “Didn’t Jerry tell you?" And then she told him of that early morning on the lovely lowa countryside. w|en she went coasting down a steep grade on a borrowed bicycle into disaster and wreckage at the bottom. When h# sympathized, laughing, with the Prudence lying In the dust by the roadside, battered and crumpled find tom, with the ruins of the borrowed wheel about her, and on her conscience— “Oh, don’t be sorry.” she pleaded gaily, joining hto laughter, “for I opened my eyes and there stood over me—Jerrold —Jerry’s father—and we looked at each other —” Duane's lips were a rigid line. “Love at first sight.’" he muttered grimly. *1 might have known It” Prudence nodded. “Yes, love at first sight” she repeated softly. “Don’t you let anyone tell you there’s no such thing. There to! At least there was in our day. Oh, well, perhaps it is not technically and scientifically down in the books as love at first sight. But there to that little pleased wakening ip, that warm attraction—and it stops it to nothing. But if it goes on and on. it is love at first sight. Like ours! But perhaps things are different, now. times are changed, and girls are very different.” Duane was looking past Prudence now, beyond her. to the heart of Jerry, her daughter, unchanged with the ■hanging times. In that moment he knew wfth undoubtlng sureness why he had come to this remote and curious place in answer to the impulsive appeal of her letter. Hto eyes, on Prulence’s face, saw not here but Jerry’s. “I’m surprised she didn't tell you about It." Prudence was saying. “From the time she could talk, she has adored that bit of the family history. When she was a baby, and a little girl—yes. ▲nd until she was a pretty big one. -he would always say she was going t<i fall in love like Prudence. She thought nothing else was really love! She used to tell perfect strangers with the utmost frankness and assurance. that tt would eome to her like 5 ■hat—love —a sudden look, and knowng—” Prudence laughed tenderly. ‘She got over it. of course. When she vas old enough to understand, she ■eallzed that. It doesn’t happen like that once in a thousand years, or snore.” Duane said nothing. For once. Prudence was wrong. Jerry had not -hanged. All through her babyhood. *nd into her woman’s estate, that had >een the dominant hope and faith of her gay romantic heart. And he. with profane, half-drunken fingers, and hot half-drunken Ups, had rent the veil from the beautiful Illusion that had •een her tend erest dream. “I love Jerry-" he s*ld aloud to Prudence. in a very slow and sober voice. ’Did you know tt?" “I—l rather thought so." said Prnleuce, with a little quivering of her sensitive Ups But she smiled Immediately. “I—l don’t mind a bit.” /she said bravely, in gentle apology for t hat betrayal of her lipa CHAPTER VI Jerry C«lla for Help Jerrold returned to hto home that night in an unnaturally depressed and embittered frame of mind. Why hould he. he demanded of Prudence n a stern voice, be saddled with a - rotege like that—as big as himself, and who by hto own admission knew nothing of motor cars beyond the steer-

Gap Johnson Knows Value of Discretion

"A feller driving along tn an old hootin’ nanny car last night with its lights out. ran onto a mule that was a’ytrig tn the road tn front of Hoot Holler’s house," related Gap Johnson »f Rumpus Ridge. “The dure mule started to get up just as the car ran •mto him and knocked him over. The drtvre of the car gave a boot of bls horn and a yell from himself, and the mule laying oft bln bock began to kick and squeal. “•Bay, what are you trytng tn do with muter yelled Its owner, rest sing out of hto bouse. -•You better ask ftta what be*s trying enr F the tri-

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ing wheel. Prudence agreed with him that it was perfectly reprehensible on the part of their daughter, and she couldn’t imagine what things were coming to with this new generation! She balanced herself on the edge oi the bathtub while he was shaving followed him meekly Into the room they shared together and stood pathetically beside him at the dressingtable while he viciously jerked a fresh tie into place. “It’s the way yos’ve raised her." Im said in a tone that cleared” himself ol all moral responsibility for Jerry at least, however much Duane might rest upon his shoulders. “I know it.” Prudence agreed meekly. And then she told her husband that she hoped be would be very tactful that night when Jerry came home, sc tha| things might work -themselves out to a neat conclusion without interfer ence on hto part. “Tact? What do you mean tactF he demanded. , "Tact —you know what tact Is. don’t you? It means, say nothing and believe everything you hear.” she » plained, sweepingly. “It means, don’t ilvKvi Kv jt"Jerry Stood Up, Looked Her Fathei Straight in the Face, Her Voice Wai Very Gentle. “Why Cant If* Wai All She Said. say a word to Jerry about the younj man. don’t so much as breathe hit name—and if she mentions him of her own accord, believe everything sh« says even if you know she’s making ft up word for word as she goes along.* Jerrold, who had always found het counsel good, consented to follow th< dictates of tact as sft portrayed It it his dealing with Jerry. And so alduring dinner they talked with pas sionate concentration of a thousand things that on this night interested them not in the least —of Jerry’i houses and her struggles with laboi problems, of Jerrold’s business, ant Prudence’s innocent pursuits, of poll tics, wars and religion, but not one at the three raised a voice on the subject of Duane Allerton. After dinner they sat down for s practice game of three-handed bridge but when Prudence, playing spades revoked twice In hot succession with out a word of protest from her oppo neats, she put her cards on the table. “You’re not paying attention,” sbt accused them. “How can you expect to teach me to play bridge unless yot watch me? I trumped hearth twice and here I have two hearts tn mj hand, and now I don't know what tt do with them." Jerry laughed. “Pretend they’rt trumps. Anything to fair if you cai get away with it." she said indiffer ently. And then her father, abandoning th* admonitions of Prudence and th< guidance of tact, turned on her In des pe ration. “See here, Jerry. Til stand for a lot —and heaven knows I’ve bad to —but when it comes to bringing a strang» young man out here from New York and dumping him down on me without warning, and washing your hands a him in cold blood—welt, you can’t d< it.” Jerry stood up. She looked her fa ther straight in the face, but her volc« was very gentle. “Why can’t IF waj all she said. <TO BB COXTIMUXD.) No Dtnl-Froo Air Dust-free air dore not exist any where in nature, though it can be ob talned by certain filtering devices ti the laboratory, says Nature Magazine From the earth’s surface up to region; far above the highest clouds ever} cubic inch of air contains dustmotes Near the earth the dust to mostl’ blown up from the soli by the winds Far aloft the millions of meteors tha enter the earth’s atmosphere every day contribute their quota of fine soUc matter. Lastly, every great explosive volcanic eruption spouts up enormou quantities of dust to great heights.

ranch and hadn’t do desire to mix It a fight, being as I was all Sown tt be back. I just went on and never die And out the rest of tt”—Kansas Otj Star, f . Colon Affoct Growth Experimrets on guinea pigs, earrtet on in the research laboratory of tin Paint Manufacturers’ association, show that young animate, and presumabb children, as well, grow more rapidl? and thrive better In rooms with walk painted in light cheerful colors that tn darker-tinted apartments. The tert* were conducted by Dr. H. A. Gardener who found that the colors were red

■>; Illinois Banker, Wife and Little Son Murdered I i-O.® A I A "Il 1 ‘ A ***** IB' r x. ' K '***" y 111 1 BKIV 'J* F’ I Mm# ' 1 Mystery surrounds ‘the murder, at their home nenr Hatavla> In - of Henry W. Jeske, banker an* " farmer, his wife. Eva. and their six-year-old sot. i/' • y W&SSBfyKi Ralph. They were slain as they returned home lu their automobile and the murderers fled in the car. wbich " HS und away. The house was ransacked but not roflUed. The illustration shows the victims and their residence. Chance for Winter Sports on Mt. Rainier nir iin I : v -' i . A X-” 4 ill . S ’A \ ®ft B j ? *ll Paradise valley, feet up the side of Mt. Rainier, will be kept open this winter tor snow and ice sports according to an announcement by the national park service. Visitors will have to enter the second or third story windows of Paradise Inn to get rfccommodations, as the famous hotel will be buried under fifty or sixty feet o mow, but once inside they will find warm rooms, electric lights and good food.

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