The Syracuse Journal, Volume 28, Number 29, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 14 November 1935 — Page 6

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WATCH the CURVES j By RICHARD HOFFMANN ( Copyright by Richard Hoffmann WNU Service 1 - ~ 1

CHAPTER IX—Continued —2O 1 " "Look hare,** Mid Kerrigan, sitting forward with a slight jounce of decision, “do you mind If I ask if you’re making a fool of yourself F “No," Mid Hal, pretending coolness. “Not a bit But you don't expect me to be an authority, do you? Or <do you think I'm such a fool that I make one of myself consciously." “I z'pose you have to get red-head-ed,” Mid Kerrigan evenly,” “but I’m giving you credit for sense enough not to think your own Ideas are the only ones worth anything.” “Thanks," said Hal without grace. “I don’t like butting into other people’s business." Kerrigan went on. “The curse of the world la people trying to run other people. And I'm not asking you this for fun, or because I like to hear myself talk.” Hal looked at Kerrigan’s complete, quiet, gravity and felt the disrespect of being stretched on the bed while his senior sat solicitously forward. He raised : himself from the pillows and swung his feet to the floor. “I'm sorry. Colonel I don’t see why you should give a curse about my business. I'm thankful that you do.” He’d tell Kerrigan all about R —everything. That might be good to do: perhaps, telling him. his blood and his brain would rouse out of their coma. Kerrigan began soberly. “If you don’t want to tell me what's happened, any so. But if 'you want to break it out, I want to hear IL And I Mid ’want to,’ not *wtiling to.’” "Colonel, I want to tell you.” Mid Hal a gentleness on his mind as well ; as on his voice. ’l—l just wanted to wait, that was all. Here—ls you’ll listen —here's the whole thing: start to —to finish." Hal told him a story so orderly and slinple that he surprised himself—from the first hour in New York, when lenten had been so sure Barry and Crack were together, from his first sense of something wrong that rode with them In the car through to watching Barry go up the walk to the hotel In Hollywood. And all the while he spoke, Barry sat In shining green Mtin, holding herself hard on that bed four hundred and more hot miles away, staring darkly into the shabby corner. “That's It,” Mid Hal in quiet conclusion. “And 1 can't tell you—can’t tell myself—what It was when I saw Crack standing In her room and knew why be could be there. Since then it’s been like coming out of fever: you know something's happened Inside you but you don’t know what. I loved her. I guewi -must've, 1 don’t hate her now—don’t seem to be able to feel atM>ut her at all, I only hate him; and l‘d hate him even If he'd done nothing to me. even if he didn't hate me. too." “So what?” Mid Kerrigan. Hal gave a single, fiat laugh. "Nothing.” he said: “except I'm going to keep my father out of the dirty mesa If I have to—ls It kills me." Kerrigan sat down casually and said, “Out of what dirty mesa?" Hal looked at him sharply for a hint of the joke, but there was noj joke in Kerrigan s gravely commanding eyes. “I mean why is It suddenly dirty after Crack comes into It?" Kerrigan explained In a patient scholastic manner. “You knew she was married. Who did you expect her husband to be?” “1 didn't expect him to be a stealthy, pale lense of a man. watching us, right there making bls dirty plans white hte-hta girl got a prospect Kerrigan Mid. “Oh,” lifting his head In alight, ironic comprehension. “She made you come to her room last night” "No," Mid Hal defensively. “Ao a matter of fact she asked you not to." “Yes. but—” “But when you came, she didn’t keep you out When you were inside, she didn't do the perfectly natural thing—throw you through the window or scream for help. That It?" “When that—that lazy spider came la and locked the door” Mid Hal; "when he stood there as if be owned her. M if he had me backed into the slimy corner where he wanted me, she never Mid a word, never made a sound. She went over and Mt on the bed and stared into the corner, and I don't believe she even listened. And — G—< Kerrigan, d'you think I wanted to believe ItF “Believe what?" Mid Kerrigan, still gravely waiting. "Mind telling me what’s this If you didn't want to believe?” Hal curbed his miserable exasperation. "I didn't want to believe what I bad to believe—that she didn't mind her rotten UttlO husband’s catching tee; I JKdn’t want to believe that it meant more to her to keep her promise, her rotten bargain with Crackmuch more—than to—to—" “Hal." said Kerrigan in an unmoved patience of voice that left Hal’s Insurgent anger dangling, “have you thought beck? Have you thought of what you have a right to think? I teU you you sound m it you were talking just to hoar a noise, sticking up for what you’ve done just because you did it.” “Stick up!” said Hal, leaning forward to took at Kerrigan from under | drawn. Incredulous brown "What the devil d’you rpase Fee been doing for a day and half a night except thinking back? What—” He jerked his head aside, a sound of exasperation breathed to hie throat Think beck! As ts ho needed to, supposing be could. Owning back from Santa Barbara he’d think—and find his rightness twice as Kerrtoen nolitely “WIH SOU lleten tnwm --■» watt **** aaewoc.

"Certainly,” said Hat with an ironic inclination of his head. “She made no secret of being married?" “No," Mid Hat ’That wasn’t so stupid. either." ’’Did she ever want you to leave her alone, ask you to make up your mind to separating—here?” “Tea,” Hal agreed readily. "And of course It was to be expected I'd do it—right away—specially after she’d told me she cared about me." “Mm." Mid Kerrigan. “Telling you she. loved you made it harder for you; but your telling her ahouldn’t’ve amounted to—" “The point is,” Hal Interrupted In listless quiet, “she never did care." Kerrigan started into something vigorous, but he took palpable hold of himself before his breath was fulldrawn. And his voice was leashed to some fragile stanchion of patience as he Mid: “All right, she didn't care. But it's not Impossible to think of somebody in her place who would’ve. Take another girl then, with a builtin feeling about a promise to her dying father. She's got warm, quick blood In her veins, not New England spring-water. She falls for a fella as she never expected to—a fella in just your position. She wants to find some way out for both of them, and she wants to keep him out of harm. But she Isn't any more super-human than she should be; she's made of flesh and feeling, weakness and desire —not bil-liard-ball composition and missionary tracts. “I s'pose she should've told you it was Crack she was tied to, right at the beginning. That would have made everything simple, wouldn't it? You l/x Jig >' X lift "But She Is Not ’Appy—Not at All." could’ve wrung his neck In lowa somewhere and gone to Jail with the happy knowledge that you’d made everything perfect for both of you." “I couldn’t've bought him. could IF said Hal, hla hot tone just off trembling. “Wringing his neck would’ve been the only thing in the world to do.” “Sure you could have bought him.” Mid Kerrigan. “And he'd have stayed bought, too—never bothered either of you again. You could have bought him, and a dead man's dread of shame and a last promise and fifteen or twenty years of love and care and teaching. And with all that bought and paid for. she wouldn't feel that somebody'd shoveled dirt all over her In a thing she wanted kept decent” “She certainly kept it nice and clean this way.” Mid Hal, with Hl half laugh that somehow turned its taint back on himself. “Os course It’s she that's done everything." Kerrigan agreed. To her this thing wm all like the plot of a book shed just finished; she knew what wm going to happen; no excuse for her making any mistakes. Human beings don't make mistakes.” Hsl drew breath to Interrupt, but Kerrigan tightened hla calm as he went on. "You remember a time when we three were at lunch somewhere and she asked you ts you were Frederick Ireland’s uouF "Oh. yes," Mid Hal drily. "There wm some special innocent reason why she wanted to know, too, I remember." "You told her you were Ireland’s son. Did she ever show any sign of thinklug you’d lied to berF Blandly Hal shook bls bead and Mid, “Quito the opposite.” “So then she told Crack you were Ireland. That's what made it ao easy for you to bluff Crack, I s’pooe.” Bal was wared then and ba knew it; but there was still the necessity of getting away whole from the room before ho beat down these awarmlngs of fear. - Tbs chill to Kerrigan's vote* began to warm ominously no* as ho wont on. “You come into Barry's life with enough aonoo after a white—to know what the la: lovely as morning, bravo as a bullet, honorable aa a owned, chaste as water. You have the criminal luck to make her tan in tovo with you the one thing that couM happen to make her life about ten times harder to, handle. “What do you think about then? About the help you can giro her? About the way you can bring her to hey htppinrue. aa wen aa yours? Atewrt the honor and coMdenco and courage that’s in her even to try to fight a thing she’d go to hell to get? walk in and out twenty years of hsr tatter in \ week. with ths honor X

! of a last promise to boot You think she ought to see that your happiness ■ is all that counts, all that makes the world fit to grow little apples tn. “She puts up with that —for the only reason under God’s sky theiy • could be for putting up with it And I you drive ahead between your blinders till you drive on to the last edge of ! the one thing she hoped to keep you • out of. And when that one thing hap--1 pens too, what do you do? Like a shot You leave her to stew. You let i her kill her own heart so that you'll go on your way; and you go on It. i Go on it with your head full of the most Important thing In the world, a , fundamental of all decency outraged, all good in everything ended—because you, you were made to look like a fool . for a few days in another man's little mind. Ireland, you ought to lie down , on that floor and die.” Hal’s teeth were clenched terribly upon red anger, curdling shame, panic; and he turned so that Kerrigan shouldn’t see those things stinging Into his eyes. For an Instant be thought he could keep his voice unshaken —In a cool, Ironic smoothness that would wither Kerrigan. “So she had it happen," he Mid; “she had Crack catch me there —so that Td be free, so that I’d—” The urgency of his despair came thick into his throat, and he broke off. Kerrigan’s stillness filled the room—cruel, steady. Incriminating; and Hal had to keep bls scalding vision on him so that something shouldn’t snap in his bead, a signal for madness. The brown eyes watching him could never have been warm, never friendly, never merciful; frozen In accusation, personality was gone from them—even the personality of contempt Dread braced Itself hard In Hal as Kerrigan rose, a judge at Doomsday, with the extinct cigarette far from incongruous in the corner of his merciless lips. "Vain,” he Mid quietly; "Vain, stuckup, self-indulgent, flabby. wUhouiMMth except in the importance Sot money. Why did I think you weren’t so cheap?" v — 7 The last word lashed Hal to his feet, and It took all his quivering strength to force definition upon the thick words that came of themselves: ‘Kerrigan, you’re a liar. A G—d-d—d Hart And if you were young—" Something was strangling him Inside his throat It was as If torture, finally released upon him, came to full impact upon the numb obstinacy of his facultlei, with a tautly balanced rocking to show that something must plunge massively away In the next second. Hal found his desperate voice again, and in a quicker anger he cried at Kerrigan: “You’re right. It’s true—every rotten word of It's true.” He went to Kerrigan, took his Mg arms above the elbow, and sank his forehead awkwardly to the bulky shoulder. "Heaven forgive me.” he said In the calm of an exhausted breath. "You, Colonel, you’ve got to forgive me, you—” He rolled his head a little against the shoulder for want of any words, then let It rest there. , I In a moment Kerrigan's hands came up under Hal’s elbows and moved them gently. “I'm glad you didn’t like It any better’n I did.” he Mid, his voice low, untriumphant—-deeply comforting around an odd sort of humility. Like a divine intercession to spare them both an impasse of embarrassment, the telephone bell broke into startled clamor, and Hal went to it without looking at Kerrigan. It was Sister Anastasia—ready now to go. “You’ll call Barry up. Colonel." Hal said quickly. "To be sure she’s there. You’ll keep her there: do anything, tell her anything to keep her there Mfe till I can get to her, till”—Hal’s voice towered to a pitch of bitter shame—“till 1 can kneel In dirt to her." Kerrigan nodded, saying hurriedly, "Yea, but move: get back sooc’s you can." “Six hours outside," Mid Hal, glancing at hla watch. "Back by midnight sure. And. Colonel, look—do anything, anything to me, but don't ever talk to me like that again, will you." “D’you spec I could, even if I ever had toF he said softly. When Hal got to the place where Sister Anastasia was waiting, he felt he was somehow serving Barry la disciplining himself to the nun’s service. Anastasia’s eyes were reticently anlSMted. She said: “I did not know when I telephoned you: they ’ave told me there la a train to Santa Barbara in twenty minutes; and they 'are given me money for my ticket, from my brother." “Ah. but sister," said Hal in sincere INBriMfe ”1 was ao happy to take you myselt I want to.” “I was •appy. too," she Mid. keeplag her eyes from him till she'd said it. Then, touting up at him with tranquil aurenem: “But she is not ippynot at ail. You can do something for •er—now, tonight—instead of taking ■M on this tong journey.” fTO K CONTINUED) The Spiritaal The spiritual is a unique form et ' religious folksong evolved by the south- ■ era plantation negro. It to rendered without instrument es any sort, the 1 fervent hand-clapping, tapping and pat- > ting of the feet, and the rhythmic movement at the body known na i “aboutin*.” In thia way to the true ‘ spiritual ffistingvtfrited from that us- ■ ually given by trained aingera, from which, it is held, most at the real qual- ' ttiee are lacking. I , “Maid’s Money” to Servants > In the Guildhall every January SK I “Maid’s Money" to given the maldwerv- > ant who has been in service for two ! years or more in Guildford, England, i The dd rastun Is maintained under • the wtil at John How, who died in • IBT4. Claims are settled by the throwr tagotdten.

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Who Are You? SB The Romance of Your Name By RUBY HASKINS ELLIS A Lincoln* THIS is a place name taken from the town of Lincoln, tn Lincolnshire, England. The name Is derived from the word Iln. found tn Gaelic, Welsh and Cornlsh-Brltlsh. wbten means a pool, pond or lake, and coin, which signifies a ridge or neck of land, so called from the situation. The town of Lincoln was located on the top and side of a steep hllL So evidently the name came from the association of the two places, “the hill by the lake." This was the beginning of the name, but the family is found later to have been seated tor many generations In the town of Hingham. County Norfolk. England. It is from the Norfolkshlre Lincolns that the American Lincolns trace descent <. Thomas Lincoln came to America from Hingham. England, tn 1633, and was followed In 1637 by hla brother Samuel. They settled In Hingham Mass., named for the town In their mother country. Samuel married Mar tha—and among their ten children was Samuel, through whom come the gov ernors of Massachusetts, l-evi Lincoln, father and son. and Enoch Lincoln, who became the governor ot Maine. The fourth son of Samuel was Mor decal, who married Sarah Jones. They located in Scituate. Mass., and among their five children were Monlecat. Jr,. and Abraham, who moved to Monmouth county, New Jersey. Their son, John, located In Virginia, where he married Moore They had four sons and several daughters. Among tl>e sons was Abraham, who married Mary Shipley, of North Carolina. His son Thomas Lincoln, was the father ot Abraham Lincoln, sixteenth Presl dent of the United States. Abraham Lincoln’s grandfather removed to Mer cer county. Kentucky. In 1782, entered a tract ot 400 acres of land on the south side of Licking creek, where he built a log cabin near what is now the city of Louisville. Benjamin Lincoln, of Massachusetts, made a brilliant career for himself during the {(evolution. At the outbreak of the war he was lieutenant and colonel of militia. There were many other Lincolns who served In the American Revolution. Most of them were from the family stronghold. Hingham. Mass. Among them were Amos, who assisted in throwing tea overboard in the famous “Boston Tea Party." and. In addition to this, mw seven years’ service; Beza (b, 1756). Ezekiel (b. 1759). Royal (b. 1754). Joshua (b. 1757), James (b. 1731). From Norton, MaM., Elkanah (b. 1747); from Taunton. Caleb (b. 1757); Rufus (b. 1761). Nathaniel (b. 1744). Loe (b. 1762); from Rehoboth. Stephen Lincoln (U 1751). There were Lincolns in Pennsylvania also; Mlshel Lincoln served at Fort Pitt under Capt John Brady. There are Lincolns In every part of this country today, and many of thfem trace their lineage to one or another of the early settlers mentioned In thia brief aketch. / A Howard? THE Sxaxne of Howard L of Saxon origin and is one of the most ancient of all surnames. There was one Howard, or Here ward, who was living in England tn the reign of King Edward. 957-973. Sir John Howard was the grandfather of Sir Robert Howard, who made the name of Howard Ulnatrloua by Ma marriage to Lady Margaret Mowbray, whoae line of deecent was dalmej from King Edward L and through Mm to Philip to Hardl. one time King ot France. The founder of the Howard family tn America was Matthew Howard, who came to thia country In MMk and settled near Annapolis, Md. • PukUe taOsvr. tan—WNU Berten. Sarajevo Is Gay City Sarajevo, old Boana Serai, the ancient capital of Turkish Bosnia, to modern Yugoslavia. Is a gay city of minarets and embellished tteeptea. ' Jews, Turks, Greeks, Slava and Gypales Inhabit the city and the manufactures are jewelry, arms, leather and woolen goods. Its name was derived from the old palace or serai built tor Mohammed IL Sarajevo la famous as tbs place where the assassination of the Archduke Francis Ferdinand, hafr to tho Austrian throne, and Ma wife, occurred.

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