The Syracuse Journal, Volume 28, Number 48, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 26 March 1936 — Page 8

Synthetic Gentleman By Channing Pollock OcpyrlxM. Chaanlns Pollock WWU Service.

SYNOPSIS Th* Duke, a pleasant, likable youth »f twenty-three, jobless and broke, enters an unoccupied summer homo in Southampton, seeking shelter from a terrific rain storm. He makes himself at hornet Six years ago his father had died in China, leaving the lad. Barry Gilbert, to fight his way back to the States. He did not recollect ever having had a mother. Dosing at the fireside, ho is startled by the arrival of a butler, Willetts; a chauffeur. Evans; a cook and a maid. He learns that the son of the owner of the house. Jack Ridder, whom the servants had never seen, is expected. He decides to bluff it out. , CHAPTER I—Continued "I hope not," the Duke replied, grinning broadly, and, seeing that grin, the four servants smiled, too—plainly surprised at the master's good humor. “This Is Evans, sir," the butier continued. “This is Mrs. Mulligan. Cook, sir. And Annie Jeffers, the parlor match If you don't mind, sir, I*ll get them set, and then I'll come upstairs to report.” “Finer said the Duke, calculating that five minutes would get him Into bls clothes, and out the front door. He was climbing the steps again when Willetts called. t “I never thought, sir. Tour bed Isn't made. I'll get the linen out, and have Annie up there right away. You'll want a good fire in your room to dry things out" *Tve got a fire In the library," the Duke replied. “Don't hurry. I’m very comfortable." They.dld hurry. He had scarcely got bis trousers from under the mattress when Annie appeared, just as be had seen her in the hall, and with a small load of Immaculate sheets and iplUow cases. “Mr. Evans Is lighting the furnace," ■he said. "The house Is that cold, art an oil-burner, Mr. Willetts says. I wonder you didn't think of It But of course, you're a stranger here, too." “A stranger I" What did she mean by that? Where had be been, fie wondered? Evidently, not houteAt any rate. So that was why Willetts hadn't known he wasn't Mr. Ridder. Was Willetts new? The girl was on her knees at the hearth, and the Duke ventured half a question. "Willetts isn't a stranger?" "Os course not" Annie replied. "Nor Mr. Evans. Just Mrs. Mulligan and. me. We was taken Madam and Mr ’'•JOwr expected to spend the stffhmer here, and we'd've been let , out, I guess, when they decided to go to Germany. If it hadn’t been for your coming back." . » "1 picked Just the right minute, didn't I?" grinned the Duke. "And “You sure did!" grinned the parlor maid, spreading the linen over the arms of two chairs. It was an amusing conversation, but It had been too long. Returning to the library, trousers still In hand. Barry Gilbert encountered the üblqul- - tons Willetts. “I'll take those, air," said the butler, taking them. “Oh. never mind!" "They'll need pressing." "I*ll need them." “They'll be ready for you In the morning." Willetts said, with a note of finality. "Did you bring any pyjamas, sir?" Any lie would do for. now. "Yes," answered tW Duke. "but. like an Idiot, I checked my suit-case, and God knows what happened to the check!" “I*ll get you a pair of your father’s," , Willetts voiuntered. “You're very much of a size." He was taking stock of the new master. “Look like your father. If you don't mind my saying so, sir. Same figure. Same kind of face, only kinder, if you don't mind my saying so, sir." The Duke didn’t mind. It was all “a lucky break." only — how long would It last? “Mustn't over-play my lock," thought the Duke. But the real Mr. Ridder “wasn't coming until tomorrow." Why make a break for it tonight? The storm was roaring, and throwing buckets of water against the windows. The butler had gone Into the bedroom, and returned with a pair of purple silk pyjamas. “Anything else, sir?" "No, thanks." "Til be leaving you then. There's a lot to do—getting the rooms ready for cook and the maid. They’ve never been here before. Don't know their way about Evans don't neither. What ' time breakfast, rirF "Oh, say eight o'clock." "Right, sir. Good night sir." said the butler, bowing himself out. "Easy!" thought the Duke, standing before the fire, with the purple pyjamas In his hand. "Too easy! Too damned easy! There's a catch in It somewhere!" Willetts implied that he had been with the family some time. Why had he never seen the son? Or even a picture of him? Why was he so willing to accept a stranger in the bouse at bls own word—practically without question? Why did he take those trousers? Tn trapped," mused the Duke, "or else—" ; Or else what? " » "Or else he’s no mere a butler than I am Mr. Ridder. How do I know what he Is? Thera’s a tot of mighty valuable junk In this house.” It was with that thought In his mind, and htwwrif imagined in a new and exciting rote that His Grace of Hollywood finally turned the ether cheek on aa Irish linen pillow slip, and dropped off to sleep. The trousers were beside his bed **

owners had suddenly dashed off to Europe, leaving the establishment to a son who happened to be unknown to the servants. “If I belonged in a house like this—" He squared his shoulders, and sauntered down the carpeted stairs. No need of finishing the sentence. Already, he felt a new dignity; a new, stiffening self-respect. The trousers were neatly pressed, and “Good morning, sir." said the butler, as be entered the breakfast room. There was nothing “make shift" about the meat Evans had been to town for cream, and bacon, and bread, and the Duke's courage rose with every sip of the steaming coffee. “What's this?" he Inquired, his eye falling up an envelope at his plate. “A letter for your mother, sir," Willetts replied. “It came after she'd left the hotel, and Evans got it when he went back for some things he was to bring out here. He forgot It last night, sir. Mrs. Ridder expected some mall from the employment agency, and places like that. She said yon was to open It, sir." Barry hesitated. He could feel a chilly something in the butler's gaze. Sooner than return the gaze, or evade it, he opened the envelope. A hundred dollar bill dropped out. "Well, sir!" exclaimed the butler, any doubts he may have entertained lost In his surprise. "Well," echoed the Duke, with that new courage born of the steaming cos"It’s Got to Go,” Fumed the White, Hatred Gentleman. fee. "Well, and likewise good. I can use this.” “Yes, sir," said the butler. "A little more coffee, sir?" “Thank you." assented the Duke “And Just one more piece of toast.” Alone in the cheerful breakfast room, with the cheerful sunshine streaming down outside, he read the letter. “Dear Mother: I’m returning the money, I eaa't keep It. and 1 can't go to Southampton I'm sending this special delivery, so you’ll have time to get rid ot the eerveats, ts you decide not to open the house. For your take. 1 hope father Improve* at Bad Nauheim, but I don't want anything that comes from him. and 1 shan't write again. Thanks, all the sama John." The Duke picked up the envelope again. It had been posted the previous morning In New York, and there was no special delivery stamp. “Well," he remarked; “Santa Clans Is certainly worked overtime for me I" Back with the toast and coffee, Willetts inquired. “Anything important. Birr "The letter F asked the, Duke, as though that had been farthest from his present thoughts. "No. I’ll send It to Bad Nauheim when I write, and keep the money until my mother returns." "What time shall you want the car, rirF “The carF "For luncheon, air. ft's a fairish long walk to the village." Hto Grace reflected. It was a long walk to the village. It was an even longer walk to Montauk Point. And, apparently, there was no possibility of overplaying his luck. Why should not he ride to Montauk in comforter, at least, to witbia a few miles ot Montauk — and disappear there, instead of at Southampton? "I might take a drive," be said. •Why notF “That's exactly what I was thinking." They both smiled. A good fellow—Willetts. How absurd to bare suspected him of being a thief. And how jumpy to have Imagined that “chilly something” In the butler's gaze. Ont of sight of the house, he took the precaution of burning that letter from "John." The truth was that the Duke's uneasiness over that hundred had nothing to do with the fear of being eangbt. Be had never stolen anything before. “Hl return that money from Montauk." mused the Duke. “I don’t want to be booked for robbing the mails." This was certainly a beautiful place. “Not very well kept, though,” he observed. "There ought to be a better lawn, eves so near tbs sea. If It were mine—” And he grinned again. It was. for the moment. But only for the moment Life had never been dull for him —or for his fatbw. “Keep moving”— that was the old man’s slogan. And memoriei began in ru<*t,Hg ad, Francis Gilbert had tutored there. ■ —*

“Spoiling good longshoremen," he called IL “because their papas are rich.” From one of the longshoremen, Barry had discovered that he should have a mother. The old man bad never mentioned IL so his son raised the question. “I lost her,” his father mid. "How?” “In Algiers. You were born there." It war years before Barry was old enough to put the two things together. “Did she die when I was born?” he asked then, and got no answer. This was In San Sebastian, where the old man worked for an engineering concern. Soon afterward, they pushed on to England, and short-lived prosperity. Barry went to school, for the first time, and found that be had learned more from his father than the other lads from their professors. That was fortunate, because the schooling lasted only a year before Barry—fifteen now—was taken to India. "I can’t stand counting houses," his father had told him. “They’ve given us a berth In Calcutta." It wasn’t an upper berth, and It was In another counting house. "I met a fellow today." the elder Gilbert announced. “who*s got something to do with the diamond mines. I think we’ll go to Johannesburg." They dldn’L because, a week later, the old man found another friend who suggested Manila. From there, it was only a step to Canton, and the tea business, and a shorter step to Hong Kong, where Francis Gilbert came home one night with a fever, and died the next morning. Barry had begged a clerkship In Hong Kong, and then worked his way to San Francisco. On the boat was a movie director. “You’ve got a great smile,” he told the youngster. “I think I can use you." Hollywood, then, and one studio after another. Youth, and looks, and the ingratiating grin helped a lot there. And Barry learned a loL too. How to wear clothes, and how gentlemen behaved—or Hollywood thought they behaved—in a drawing room. He was earning two hundred dollars a week, sometimes. when a wallet vanished from a coat thrown over a table “In the set.” The Duke knew who took IL She was a poor little thing, though, and desperate, and His Grace kept his month shut They couldn't pin It on him. ho said, and they dldn’L but there woee no lobs after that. And so he'd come East Ankle-deep in the sand, that morning at Southampton. he kept thinking of the letter he'd just hnrned. And of bls own mother. He had missed her all through his childhood, watching the other boys with their mothers, or, at school In England, getting ready to go home to them. “I lost her," the old man had said, and never mentioned the matter again. Had she died in Algiers, in childbirth, or merely grown weary of wandering, and decided to stay somewhere with someone? “I’d like to find her," the Duke thoughL At noon Evans brought the car. "Do you know where we’re golngF asked the Duke. "Yes. I'm 'taking you for a ride.” Almost surly, thought the Duke, And It had a sinister sound, that phrase. “You want to get lunch, don’t you?” the chauffeur added, quickly. “I want to see the end of the Island. We can eat anywhere." The Duke sank back into the cushioned seat It gave him a curious sense of Importance — being driven like this. Along the highway they sped. The car was slowing down now. and, looking ahead. His Grace saw another limousine drawn up at the side of the road. Evans threw out the clutch, and then put his foot on the brake. A husky young fellow tn uniform was standing In front of the other car. Beside him was a spare, whitehaired gentleman. And, framed In the car’s doorway, ready to alighL stood a pretty girt. “Stop,” said the Duke, quite supererogjitorily. since they had stopped. She was the prettiest girl be bad ever seen, the Duke decided. He had made the same decision many times before, but this time be felt It would ' be final. Till and slim and dark. I dressed In an ensemble of hunter’sgreea tweed, with a top coat to match, and a tiny felt hat perched upon her sleek black hair, she looked, somehow. like » thing turned out by an entirely perfect machine—trim, and polished, and built for speed. Her eyes | Write gray, the Duke was to discover later, and wide, and a little cold. Her nose was a straight line from her forehead, and her Ups were bright > red against the pale Ivory of her face. | "Can I do anything for youF Inquired the Duke. He was standing before her now, and her glance took him In. calmly, appraisingly, before she answered, "No, thanks." I And with that Barry felL atee I erased him from the landscape. “Yes. you can,” said the whitehaired gentleman. "That is, If either of you knows anything about a car. My chauffeur doesn’t" “We’ll be glad to try.” the Duke raid, cordially. "Have a look at It will you, Evausr Sullenly, Evans walked over to the open hood. I "It's the Ignition," the other chauffeur told him. •Start her up." “She won’t start" The two men began fussing with I the engine. “It’s got to go," fumed the white I haired gentleman. “I haven't had a bite since breakfast and I'm due to New York at five o’clock." wiere ma yon mean io wr ' I fTO BE CONTINUED) —

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Jesus quickly silenced his objections by showing that this good deed was entirely in keeping with the purpose of the Sabbath day. Not only were these critics silenced and shamed, but the people greatly rejoiced because of the glorious things done by Jesus. 1. The parable of the mustard seed (vv. 18, 19). a. Its unimportant beginnings (v. 19). It begins as the least of all seeds and grows to be the greatest among herbs. The parentage and humble circumstances of Jesus the King greatly perplexed the people. That twelve unlettered fishermen should be selected as his royal advisors was still more amazing. b. Its vigorous growth (v. 9). Though small In Its Inception, the work Inaugurated by Jesus Christ has become mighty In power. « c. Its lodging capacity. The birds which find lodgment in a tree do not represent the children of men who find safety and salvation in the church, but they are predatory beings waiting to pluck the tender buds or to prey upon the ripened frulL The effects of such lodging are evil, blighting even to the spoiling of the tree. 2. The parable of the leavened meal (v. 21). When the scriptural significance of t.he meal, the woman, and the leaven is known, the interpretation is easy. a. The meal Meal in Scripture means something wholesome and nutritious. It was used In one of the sweet savour offerings which typify Christ (LevAa-.!-#) and was She food-to*tbo priests (Lev. 6:15-17). b. The leaven (v. 21). In the Scriptures leaven is Invariably a type of evil, as the flowing examples show (Exod. 12:5, Lev. 2:11; Matt 16:6. 12; 1 Cor. 5:6-8). c. The woman. In normal life the woman Is the administrator of the home, not Its head. Her responsibility is to take the bread provided by the head, prepare and distribute it to the household. In Scripture we find false doctrine being taught by a woman. Dealing with doctrine Is forbidden to women (I Tim. 2:12). Io I Timothy 4:1-3 we find that apostasy will be brought in through false teaching in the ranks of God's people. The meaning of the parable, therefore, is that the true doctrine of the meal given for the nourishment of the soul will he officially corrupted by false doctrine. The children's food is thus corrupted by their mother. 11. Jesus Teaching in ths Villages and Cities (vv. 22-30). Jesus knew that he was on the way Lto Jerusalem to be crucified. He was. therefore, making an effort to reach every person possible with the gospel message. ’ 1. A question asked (v. 23). We do not know just why this question was asked. It may have been out of curiosity or by some Jew who prided himself on being of the elecL 2. The Lord's answer (vv. 24-30). He did not answer directly, but by likening the blessing of the kingdom to a banquet hall In a palace. . a. The gate of the kingdom is strait and the way narrow. It is easy to see from his teaching, as well as I from observation, that the saved are I few. The fewness is not due to either Ch* At's unwillingness or inability to ; rave, but the unwillingness of the slni ner to come to him. b. The immediate duty to set forth (v. 24). Regardlres of what others ' are doing, the personal obligation is upon everyone to strive to enter. c. The door to be shut (v. 25). ■ God's patience will not last for- [ ever. His mercy Is to end and his judgment will follow. Love and grace spurned will eventuate la the manifestation of divine wrath. d. Pleading for entrance on the ground of knowing Christ (vv. 25, 26). This plea is met by the awful command to depart, and even calling them “workers of iniquity." e. A day of weeping aud guishing of teeth (v. 28). The very right of the faithful ones enjoying the Messing of the kingdom, while they themselves , ere shut oul will be extremely awful. Little Surpruss of Life ▲ Dew door of tutpiness Is opened when you go out to hunt for something and discover it with your own eyes. But there is an experience even better than that When you have stupidly forgotten (or despondently foregone) to look about you for the unclaimed treasures and unearned blessings, which are scattered along the byways of life, then, sometimes by a special mercy a small sample of them is quietly laid before you so that you cannot help seeing II and It brings you back, mighty sweetly, to a sense iff the joyful possibilities of living.— Van Dyke. Truth Truth and reason are common to everyone, and are no more fils who spake them first than his who spealts teem after.-Moataigne.

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