The Syracuse Journal, Volume 24, Number 30, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 19 November 1931 — Page 7

John Gresham’s Girl by < Concordia Merrel ' > . . < . J (Copyright.)—WNU Service. , THE STORY By chance James Lee meets Lucy Gresham.' daughter of Sir John Gresham, wealthy ship bulkier. Lee, unjustly accused of robbing the Gresham firm, was sent to prison. He blames Oliver Atl-s. Lucy's cousin, and Gresham's manager, and seeks revenge. Lee Inherits wealth, and. In compliance with the will, changes his name from Warrington. He secures an invitation to the girl's birthday party, Lucy is practical- ' ly engaged to Ames S-he meets Lee. who makes love to her. planning thereby to hurt Gresham and Ames. CHAPTER HI Lucy l» Won Si.e was • .-■•>sing' the wide landing at the top of the first flight when, to her utter surprise, J<><:t‘lyn .J'pton called to her from the depths of a wide window seat. "Why. hullo. Jocelyn, what are you doing here, all alone?" she said. Tm docket! for repair*." answered ■ Jocelyn, her Voice oddly curt. •'Has your dress got torn?"'asked Lucy, with a little laugh. "No. My heart has." There wai ‘ no laugh ii Jo< elyn s voice. But Lucy I didn’t take it very seriously. Jocelyn ! always svem.ed ratlur inclined to do and say- things for effect. ’ What can I offer you for that?" she said lightly Joce.yn ruse suddenly and came, in i her lithe, wjlk»wy way. to uucy. Her I eyes were flashing angrily. "Oh. you can laugh'" she said, tn a? low, tense voice. “It's nothing to you. Is it?" Lucy mused back a step, the smile gone front her lips. "Jocelyn. I don’t understand. What have 1 done? Aren't you having a gOtMl t<nie;' "A good .timeb' echoed Jocelvn bitterly. . 1. • Lucy still couldn't altogether get rid of the Idea that, she was playacting, “l'u» awfully- sorry. . . . Is there { Anything I can.do?" she asked. "Oh, no; there's nothing yon can ■ do. . . . Whatever can fie done, I've I got to do iny-elf. . . ; You've got I this dance with Jim, haven't you?' she finished abruptly ".Yes." aqswered Lucy. “I knew I heard. I . . . saw, too, I was looking over the banisters just now while he w;u talking to you. i You've , made a bit of a conquest, ] haven't you?" 1 Lucy colored like a poppy. "How I absurd: Jocelyn, won’t you cone clown and dance’" I Jocelyn ignored that. She turned and went hack to the window. Lucy waited a moment, then went tip to her room and found the wrap she wanted. . When she -aine down again Jocelyn was still there in the Window seat. "Going to dance in the garden?" she I asked, eyeing the cloak, her thin Tips curling. "Ves." answered Lucy frankly. "oh. don’t lie*. It's so feeble.” “Jocelyn 1" "Don't I know that Jim can't dance? Can't dance for little apples. You’re going to sit out In the moonlight. . . . You're making this latest affaire of yours a trifle conspicuous, aren't you? Every one's rather-amused. Rut men. ■'ome of us kn<>w what Jim happens to be where women are Concerned." Lucy did not answer that; she was a little afraid of what she might say. Jocelyn's insinuation did not cut a very deep murk upon her. bees'use whatever that morose man who had suddenly become so important to her might be. there was one thing he did not remotely suggest, and that was a philanderer, on the other hand, the hislimiiluqf did not leave h.-r quite , immarktX/ perhaps this sort of insinuatioLfnever can. She was destined to remember it more than once, later on. but now refused to curry the rather \ poisonous conversation any further. , Instead she did what she could to in- i duoe Jocelyn to come down and dance. Rut Jocelyn shrugged her thin shoulders and in a decioedly acid voice, begged Lucy not to keep Jim waiting. Lucy, a good deal perplexed, went on her way downstairs. Wondering what it was all about. Did Jocelyn care for 1-ee? Remembering back to an incident at the beginning of sup. per. she thought that It rather looked that way. Rut Jocelyn was always so theatrical; so prone to exaggerate her own.feelings; so very apt to pose for effect; besides. Lucy remembered her being In love so many times before. She was in the doorway, now. looking out onto the veranda, and there, in the light of the many-colored lanterns. Lee was waiting for her, and all thought of Jocelyn faded as be caught her hand and drew It through his arm. “Let’s go down into the garden.” be suggested, and she agreed. They went down the path, crossed the grass and he released her as they sat down on a sea’ beneath a tree. "How much tim. are you going to give me?" he asked. "The length of a dance, anyway,” she replied. "Then I’ve no time to lose. I want you to tell me something. I want you to tell me exactly what you feel for your cousin—Mr. Ames." “Oh . . ” she said, startled. “lIA loves yon, doesn't heF be went on. . a

“I . . . Tm afraid he does," she admitted. “Why afraid?” “Because,” she said, looking up at him. “I .. . don’t love him." "You don’t want to love him, do you?” 4 “I hate to make him unhappy.” she cried, her Uns quivering. “He’s like a brother to me. I’ve known him ever sipce I can remember. But I'm not fond of hiit In the right way. And I never knew it till tonight. And I’m afraid I’ve rather ... let him think. . . She broke off. “That you were fond of him the right way?” he put in. She nodded. "It’s so awfully puzzling when you aren’t sure." she said in a low voice. "But tonight It suddenly came to me that I . . .” She stopped and there was a moment’s silence. "You see. I always knew that daddy wanted IL He thinks a tremendous lot of Oliver. Oliver has done splendidly in the business. you know. He ! s so absolutely just with the men. he's never had any trou le with them.” "Never?" put in Lee sharply. “Oh. well, yes; once; years ago. Rut such a number as we employ there are bound to be black sheep here and there, aren’t there?” “Os course. And was he very black, this man?” asked Lee. in a curious voice. "He robbed a pay clerk. I think; and half killed him first. I don’t remember all the details, but I know he went to prison. Oliver was so awfully sorry, but he couldn’t help it. It was such a mean thing to do. wasn’t it?" "Very. It was proved that this man did it. 1 suppose?" He asked that casually, "Oh. yes! Oliver said there wasn't any doubt. 1 know he wouldn’t let the man go to prison if it hadn’t been absolutely proved acainst him." "I said Lee slowly, "and so, t>ecause he is such a good and just j and honorable man . . For the I life of him he couldn't kbep the bitter j irony out of his tone—"you are dis, tressed that you can't make him i happy?" She looked up at him again, turning I sideways, towards him. "Its terrible to have to hurt anybody, isn't it?” "I don't know,” he said, in the same sh>vv way. "There are some people 1 Jhf gfix i ■ * I ; L "Bi! ’L_Y Ii “You’ve Made a Bit of a Conquest. Haven’t You?" knocking about that it seems almost J one's duty to hurt/’ “Ah, yes; horrid people. Rut not your friends; your best friends.” “Which arc the horrid people?” "Well, that man we had sent to ! prison, for instance. He was horrid, wasn’t he? He had to be hurt " Lee drew a breath. "He probably was hurt, anyway. And then there are the self-satisfied, unbelieving people, who think they are always right ; and the liars; and . . .” He paused a moment. "And the careless people," he finished. “They’ve got to be hurt, too." She gave him a quick little look. There had been such deep, tense feeling in those words of his, "They have hurt you, sometime," she said, very low. He didn’t answer that; and she quickly changed the subject back to herself again, afraid that she had .touched upon some bitter wound. “I am distressed, because I’m afraid that I'm so. much to blame." she said, ‘Tin afraid I let him think that some day I would marry him. lon see, I thought it. myself." He looked at her sharply. "And since three weeks ago, when I , saw your picture in the paper.", he said, letting the words fall, slow and distinct. . . . “I’ve thought that you ■ were going to marry—me." It was said. For a moment he ali mosttheld his breath, waiting for her I answer. It meant so much to him; to that passion of revenge that the last three and a halt years had cut deep Into his heart For a moment she sat stone stilt She was certain now; all her bewilderment at his abruptness vanished. She had been right; he loved her; had been telling her so, in his own queer way. ever since their eyes first met. He loved aer! The, music of the three words rang like a song in her heart. . . . She looked up at him; away into the shadows, and up again. “Can you want to marry me . . . so soon?” she asked, her voice scarcely audible. “I want !t niore than anything on earth.” he answered her. "More than I've ever wanted anything. . . She thought It was love that brought the feeiing to his voice, and, with all her heart in the words: "Then ... I will . . she said, her voice very low and still. "I want it. too. . . . It’s . ~ . it’s some sort of miracle . . . Isn’t it?” .She finished on a quickly caught breath. His hands came slowly towards her, caught her slender shoulders, and held her for a moment with a hurting strength. A timeless moment passed as the look between them held; then be raised his head and his short, unlaughing langh, ragged and

■ odd now. with the triumph of hit coo rose into the summer night sky She had made it easy! And he was not going to forego one smallest ele ment of his victory. He caught her into his loveless arms, and crushed her quivering, yielding lips beneath his own. He let her go. presently, rose abruptly, and took a few striding turns across the little lawn. He had drunk deep of the heady cup of victory and needed a moment to steady himself So far, he had won all along the line; but his plans were as yet really only set in train. They were far from being accomplished. He must not say. must not do, one single thing to Jeopardize them. Still, he might allow himself the luxury of taking all that , this first moment of triumph could give. As abruptly as he had left her, he now came back and sat beside her again. He did not kiss her, nor take her into his arms. He wanted the satisfaction that words could give him ' and demanded it with quiet Intensity. "You love me?” The question came I through tight lips. “Say it Say the very words. Tell me . . ."he insisted in the same curious, tense way. There was something fiercely master* ful in his voice and manner. “I love you.” she whispered. "Do you need assurance of that?” “Tell me that you’re mine. . . , That I've won you. ... Taken you from . . .” he stopped ‘to draw a sharp breath. “From all the rest of the world of men." he finished, with a queer laugh. Something in the demand brought brick to her memory the hateful suggestion that Jocelyn had made about him. There was so much In his manner that seemed the sheer desire for conquest. j She put out . wist little hands, caught his big shoulders, and turned his face so that the moonlight showed it plainly. “Are you mine?" she countered softly. The question took him aback. His dark eyes looked down into hers. His hands clenched tight. At the back of his brain a warning was sounding, telling him not to let his victory sweep hi tn off his feet. "Do you need assurance of that?” Therewas a tremor, in his voice brought there by the guard he was setting on himself. It swept all thought of Jocelyn from her mind, and brought her face near to his own. , "I am yours entirely," she said ten- I derly. "Yours for . . . always. Why should you ask?" ' His arms went round her quickly. "Just to hear you say it. . . . Just to hear you say it I" he answered her. When later they were going back toward the house, he said: "Go and dance algain. I’m going tb find your father.” . “To . . . tell him?” she asked. • Yes To tell him," he replied. Thev went up onto the veranda and parted at the long glass doors. Lee's method of breaking the news : to Lucy’s father was characteristic. He found Sir John hovering around on the outskirts of the gaiety, stood squarely before him and said: . I “I - want to marry your girl, sir. Will you take me somewhere quiet, where we can talk It over?" An interview followed in the' library, where l ee, earlier in the evej nine, had found Lucy hiding.,or rather, as Sir John was fond of-saying after- , j ward, it was less an interview, than a holdup, with Lee as the highwayman; himself the victim; and Lucy. i the prize. The highwayman won and l went presently to find Lucy to tell 1 ! her that her father wanted to see her. "Is it ail right?" she asked, looking up a shade anxiously into face. "Do you think I’d let it be anything else?” he answered. - She laughed hap- . pily. put her little hand into his big one and gave it a shy little squeeze as she went by him, on her way to jier father. It was a radiant eyed Lucy who came to Sir John a few minutes later, and put her arms tight round his neck, whispering rapturously: “Ob. daddy. I think I’m the happiest, luckiest girl in the whole wide world. I cou’dn’t help it about Oliver, daddy . . - I tried and tried to think and decide, but this just happened . . . »,l in a moment. . . Out of nothing, ... I didn’t have to think . . . ■ I lust knew. ... Just like you knew about mother, darling. . . .” He held her close and fondly and there was a quiver in the humor of i his tone as he said after a long moment : "Yes. sweetheart. I'm not accusing 1 you of holding the family speed record. ...” They laughed together, a touch I shakily. . j e • • • • • • It was getting alpng toward dawn, when the birthday festivities snded. and most of the guests had faded homeward. Lee was standing close before Lucy in the deserted ballroom, saying: "Tomorrow well go together, and get a ring; a large, one. so that every one will see at first sight that . . . you’re mine." She looked up at him, laughing soft- 1 ly. "I think I’d like a little one bet- | ter." she said, "so that just you and I will know." That brought the warning beating Into his brain again. The warning not to let the spirit of revenge that filled him. speak with too loud a voice. He recognized her words as the words of love. ... He came out ; of his thoughts, covering what be had said, with this excuse, made smilingly: * “I’m proud enough of my conquest to want people to know about it; but it shall be a small ring if “you like.” He paused a moment, then held out his hand to show her a modest seal ring on his little finger. “Would you like it to be this one?” For the life of him, he couldn’t say it smoothly. The taming down of that great burning spirit of vengeance that was consuming him. in order to make it speak the gentle language of love, vas not done easily. (TO BE CONTINUED.* Face Tell* Story The face is, the mirror of the mind, and the qualify of your thought* wtV be reflected thereof.

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TO FEED SKIMMILK BACK TO THE COW Experts Prove Practice Is Profitable. Some dairymen are finding profitable a practice which virtually amounts to , skimming the milk once, and then skimming it again—and again. This is possible only in districts where butter is the principal dairy product and a quantity of skimmilk is a by-product. One way to use the by-product is to feed it-to the dairy cows that produced i it. The cows require a protein supple- , : ment in their ration. The butter mak- > j er, however, is interested in the fat. i i Ordinarily the dairyman feeds the oil | meals. Rut skimmilk contains most of : the protein which the dairy cow con- . sumes and does not require for her i maintenance. The protein is less • concentrated than it is in an oii meal.. I but it is in an easily available form. Where skimmilk is cheap it may be an economical source of protein. Feeding tests at the University of Minnesota indicate that eight pounds of skimmilk will take the place of one | pound of linseed oil tiieal. Knowing the local prices of meal and skimmilk, it is easy for-the dairyman to calculate which Is the cheaper for him to , fee-!. | When the dairyman feeds skimmilk , ■ for its proteiu he sets up w’hat amounts to a circular movement of j milk from the cow to the separator I ami back through the cow to the milk pail. Each time as it passes through the separator he skims the cream and sends the milk back to gather more cream within the cow; Few cows will drink the skimmilk:l when it is offered to them unmixeil . with some other feed. The practice at the Minnesota station was to mix the skimmilk with the grain feed in a j pail and then pout it over the silage. ; f Obviously the quantity of skimmilk I that can be fed. without waste depends ' ; upon the quantity of grain and upon j its liquid-holding capacity. On account | of the fact th it cows in summer often ■ receive no silage and but little grain and as skimmilk is very attractive to t ' flies, there is* no doubt that skinnnilk is more advantageously fed in the wiu- i ter than in the summer. j Cow May Give Less Milk Yet Show Bigger Profit Records made by two cows in the same herd on test in a Dakota county i dairy .herd improvement association : during 1930 qfi'ord an interesting exam- ! pie of what a dairyman learns in a testing association. One of these Cows produced 11.0A8 pounds of milk in her lactation period of 11 months. I The oilier-produced only 8,501 pounds of milk in the ten and a halt' months I during which she was milked, Al- J though this was. almost a gallon a day ; ■ less on the average than few No. 1. yet Gow No 2 made an income over feed cost of s»’>•• more than Cow No. 1. "Yes. that can be.", says Minneso'a County Agent W. E. Watson, "because Cqw No. 1 tested 2.49 per cent butter- { fat. and produced 275.5 pounds, while C w No. 2 tested 4.60 per cent hutter- ' fat, and gave pounds. It is not j always the <?>w .that milks- the most per day nnd has the longest lactation period that makes the most money,” he add . Another striking example of the difi ferences between cows, as brought out j by dairy herd improvement records, was < ited at the annual meeting of the | Rock county (Minn.) dairy herd Im- 1 provement association. The ten high cows of the association gave an average return over feed cost of $110.54. as compared with only $3.71 for the ten low cows. It was also stated that there was a spread between the high herd of the. association and the low herd of 188 pounds of butterfat per ; cow for the year. Separator Profits E. T. Leavitt tells about a wholemilk dairyman in Illinois who bought a separator to separate his surplus I milk. In the first' month he received : 515.05 more than in the previous I month, and had the skimmilk to feed his pigs and chickens. Interesting i ! how that 515.05 was secured. He ac- j ' tualiy got $9.54 more for pounds i less milk sold than in the previous ! > month, and received $8.71 s‘s cream i from the milk withheld from market. 1 ■ Need we remark that a great many whole milk dairymen have this same opj portunity? Charles Ruhmann. Attica, Ohio, says he gets from 75 cents to [ $2 a pound fbr cream in the form of j cheese, buttermilk, iee creffm. etc. (Depression forced him into a j chanA he has found profitable.—Farm . Journal. Dairy Production Leads In a recent survey of co-operatives * In twelve northeastern states, the volume of dairy products outranks al! othefr agricultural commodities. Nine-ty-five co-operative market associations serve 126.100 farmer rhembers | with dairy products valued at $228.1611,428. This amount represents 55.8 per cent of the total cash income received from dairy products sol’d to farmers Jn the area. Ninety-six per cent of these sales constitute fluid milk and cream.—American Agriculturist Feeding Roughage In checking over roughage fed to different herds rhe tester, IL A. Wright of the Fayette No. 1, lowa. C. T. A., found that 16 of his members were feeding some or ail soy bean hay. They got best results by giving th" cows soy bean hay once a day and clover once a day. The cows seemed to clean up the bean hay this way better than when fed nothing but bean hay. Five members used soy bean meal for their high protein concentrate and liked it fine.

pgmy ARTIFICIAL LIGHT BRINGS MORE EGGS ' - Hens Found to Respond to Lengthened Day. Use artificial lights to give the hens about a thirteen or fourteen-hour day. advises F. E. Andrews of the New York state college of agriculture. If lights are used to increase the length of day to seventeen or eighteen hours, hens lose weight and egg production ! decreases. Lights are used Tn laying houses to lengthen short days of fall and. winter so that the hens will eat enough j to maintain their weight and egg production. This is merely making a normal condition in an abnormal time and is not a forcing process, if used witlt reasonable judgment. Ordinarily, the poultryman should try to make in fall and winter the same length of day and night that the birds normally would have in the springtime. This is about a thirteen to fourteen-hour day and a ten to eleven-hour night. The length of time of artificial lighting will vary according to the quality, age. and condition of the hens. Hens use lights more efficiently in the morning than at night. In the morning, they are usually hungry after j several hours on the roosts, but in the ’.evening their appetite is not so keen and many of the birds will go to the roosts and wait until the grain is fed before they eat. Morning lights have 1 another advantage over evening lights; no dimming device is needed for the lights are turned off after daylight, i In the evening it is. neressary to dim the lights for ten or fifteen minutes before turning off. to send the hens to 1 the roosts, ordinarily the combination whereby a portton of the lights are given in the'morning and balance in the evening is most satisfactory, both for convenience to the poultryman and to the lighting system. Sorting the Flock (1) A broiler is a young chicken ot either sex weighing two pounds or under. (2) A spring is a young, soft- : boned bird of either sex that weighs ! over two pounds. . (3) A fowl is a hen (female over : one year old), or a pullet that shows i too much harness in the breast bone (keel) to be classed as a spring. | (4) Stags are cockerels that exhibit too much hardness of bone, develop- ! ment of spurs or comb to be classed as : springs, but not enough to be classed i as roosters, (5) Capons are cleanly castrated I male birds. (G) Slips are birds which the operation of castration has n<>t been entirely successful. (7) Roosters are cocks (male birds over one year old). Winter Eggs Most Profitable Poultry flock records kept by North Dakota poultry raisers last yeqr show that high producing flocks averaged several cents per dozen, more for eggs than those of lower production. This higher return wait brought about by much higher production of eggs during September. October. De- ; cember. and January, last year, when i egg prices are nearly twice as high. I as during the other months. Nearly all hens laid well during spring and I summer.' sb It is evident that in-'. ' crjeases in production; which cbme at periods of high egg prices tire most I important. Mites Work at Night A real "thief in the dark.” is the i common red mite of poultry. During the day mites stay hidden in the , cracks and crevices around the | perches and nests in the poultry house. I At night they come out to feed on the : fowls. Red mites appear in all poultry ! houses as warm weather approaches, j A good way to control-them is to paint I the woodwork in the poultry house with some strong, oily, penetrating material. Carboliueuin; creosote, crude carbolic acid and kerosene mixed In equal parts; whitewash; waste crank ! case oil; lime sulphur, and nicotine I. sulphate are all recommended. Reducing Tuberculosis In one county of South Dakota ' where practically al! the flocks in two I townsliips were tuberculin tested, says ■ a writer in the Southern Farmer, only 1 per cent of the pullets reacted wherei as 33 per cent of the birds over two i years old reacted. This would Indl- : cate that if a farm flock is infestel I and the practice is followed of disposing of all birds at the end of the I first year of egg production, that in I itself would "reduce very greatly the losses from this disease. Caring for Baby Chicks One of the things to watch when raising baby chicks on the floor Is to provide sufficient protein and mineral in the mash. Plenty of hopper space is also necessary, so that for the first two weeks a hopper four feet long, with feeding surfacw. on both sides. Is provided for should have twice as much space from then on. It is best always to have enough hopper space so that not less than two-thirds of the chicks can eat at one time.—Exchange. Test Your Thermometer Are you sure that your Incubator thermometer Is correct? If it Is but a few degrees off you may lose all the eggs you put into an incubator. Secure an accurate thermometer (a clinical one is very good)* Place both In a basyi o» water that is close to 103 degrees. This will tell if your thermometer Is Inaccurate. Without any doubt, many poor hatches have been caused by poor thermometers. The folks who cared for the incubator wondered why the “eggs wouldn’t match.”

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