Walkerton Independent, Volume 51, Number 25, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 19 November 1925 — Page 2

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SYNOPSIS—PART ONE—At a merry party in the studio apartment of Carter Blake, New York, Jerry (Geraldine) Harmer, Prudence’s daughter, meets Duane Allerton, wealthy idler. He admires her tremendously and she likes him. But Allerton gets a bit exhilarated, with unfortunate results. Jerry, resenting his assumption of familiarity, leaves the party abruptly. the story turns to .Jerry’'s childhood and youth at her home in Des Moines. Only child of a wealthy father, when she is twenty she feels the call of Art and asks her parents to let her go to New York for study. fs CHAPTER ll—Continued S “Oh, a perfectly ridiculous thing,” explained Jerry lightly. *“She did some illustrations in the college magazine, and they were a little—‘advanced, you might say, and Rhoda said they were artisticc and she wouldn’'t apologize, and a few other things like that. But, father, no or> could say Rhoda La Faye was not a genius !” “and of course,” Prudence went on, as though it were all her own idea to begin with, “no one could expect an artistic, gifted, temperamental girl like that to plod along here in lowa like the ordinary daughters of farmers and ministers and mechants! And she will be very helpful to Jerry, I am sure.” .Jerry looked at her motler keenly, frowning, with questioning eyes. When she was alone with her father she said confidentially: “T'd better keep my eye on mother. She’s had too much experience. After bringing up that whole ecrowd in the parsonage, how can one lone daughtehope to be a match for her? I seem to be getting my own way, hut I think she's working me, for all that.” The letter from Rhoda La Faye, 'n response to Jerry’'s query, was warmly satisfying in every particular. She said she would be only too happy to meet Jerry, to assist her in every possible way, ard happily she knew just the place for her, right down in Greenwich Village on Reilly’s alley with Mimi Delaney, a particular friend of Rhoda’s own, who was letting rooms to students. She promised to meet. Jerry at the station, and to be entirely her slave and handmaiden until she was properly domiciled in the big city. And begged her please to excuse the haste of her note, as she was very busy. Jerrold was not pleased—he did not like the idea of the Village, he disapproved of Rhoda La Faye, he thought Jerry’s plan ‘to study art was *all pifie” And when he was alone with Prudence at night, and grieving over " her restiessness, her sleepless hours, he expressed himself very forcibly on | the subject of daughters. “It’s selfishness,” he said. Jerry's place is here with you. She has no | business going off to New York or any | place else. A daughter’s place is with ' hér mother.” '““Why, Jerrold? Why should we ex- ! pect her to live our life, just because | she is our daughter?” [ “Why? Because she is our daugh- | ter, that’s why! Didn’t we bring heri immto the world? Didn't we raise her? | Didn't—" .“Yes, but we did it to please our-‘ stlves, didn't we? Jerry -certainiy | didn’t have much to say about it?” “A child,” he said didactically, “owes its parents everything in the | -world, owes it—" ' | *“Love,” said Prudence softly. *“Just I love. Nothing else. And that'’s | enough, Jerrold, if we've done our | part.” ' The great, lovely house was vastly confused in those days, with the packIng of Jerry's clothes and booss and the thousand pretty, intimate things | a‘young student of art would be sure | to want in a strange, big city. And | there were dressmakers thrumming{ steadily away on their machines, turn- | ing out new gowns, new suits, new' wraps, for Jerry to wear in her pursuit of Art. ! “Um, 1 think you'd better draw it in more about the hips,” Jerry’s eriti- | cal young voice floated out to her| father, where he sat staring at the | newspaper that he did not see. They | were going to miss Jerry! After co'lege, he had thought it was all \)ver.i that Jerry’s future was ended with her education, and they were all to! settle down to the joy of home, ang | having a daughter in it. Jerrold sighed. “Yes, a little more, don't you think, mother? 1 really am rather pmperly! built, you know, and I've no reascn | to be ashamed of it. Is that better. | mother? You know the men do like—" i “I thought you were going to New | York to study art!” her father broke | in almost peevishly. . “Um, I am,” assented Jerry absent- | ly. “But mother and I know, whether | you do or not, that the more you | know about men the faster you pro- | * gress in art.” i *“Yes, of course,” said Prudence. | That night, when Jerry had gone | upstairs, Prudence sat on the arm of her husband's chair. slipping lower and lower besidce kim, until her face! was buried against his shoulder. “Well, you were al. for her going ¢BO I suppose it's settled,” he said

“Yes, it's settled.” Prudence's volce was muffled. “Well, you want her to go, don't you?” “Yes, of course, I want her to go.” There was a sob in Prudence’s throat. “Well, then I suppose you're satisfied.” © “Y-yes, I'm satisfied.” Prudence’s shoulders rose and fell, heavily, and she pressed her face more deeply against his shoulder. Theon Jerrold drew her quickly about on his knees, until she was huddled in his arms, heart-broken, suhhing.‘ like ‘a child, although a woman "'lstl forty witl. a grownup daughter going away. “Don’t ery, Prudence,” he said, holding her very close to him, his own eyes wet. , Presently shte lifted her face, staine ! | with tears, and laughed at her 100lishness, and patted away her tears | with a filmy bit of lace and soft liaen ridiculously serving as a handkercaoief, ] After that there was nothing for Jerrold to do but procure the tickets | for Jerry, look after the checking of her baggage, and see that she h:od money enough for her needs. And nothing for Prudence to do but take | her daughter in her arms—ana lef; her go. CHAPTER 111 Jerry Is Free Rhoda La Faye met Jerry at Grand Central station in New York as she: had promised. Rhoda surprised Jerry.f pleased her greatly—she seemed quitei different from the old Rhoda of col-| lege days—so brisk, so tailored, ro assertive. She caught Jerry's hands in hers, kissed her warmly on both ' cheeks, exclaimed over her bright' beauty, all in one breath, while with Jerry’'s light bag in her hand she was drawing her swiftly through the great station and oat to a waiting taxi. | Immediately they were off—some- | where—anywhere—Jerry neither knew nor cared. . She had been in New York befnre] with her father and Prudence. Then, | with a soft leisureliness impervious | to the stirring pressure about them. they had followed a red-capped porte: to a taxi—a porter who had been' obliged to return many times to find |

them in the midst of the confusion ani | the crowd—and had settled them- | selves in a comfortable suite of rooms in a spacious hotel to enjoy a pleas ant, nicely ordered orgy of shopping. theaters and drives. Another time they were met at the station by Aunt Connie herself, in her car, with her chauffeur in sober livery, and were | driven swiftly out to her great home in Englewood, to enjoy the solicitous ministrations of her efficient maids. 1 That was Prudence’s way ¢f doing New York. This was different. This | was freedom. Jerry loved it—ioved the quick. confident hustling of this /|’ tall, unhesitating girl of her own age || —a girl who alone and independent | had taken New York by the horns and | « forced it into subjection. | “Listen, Angel-face,” the indomi- | table creature was saying. “will you|. forgive me if I desert you tonight? I« have heaps to do. I have to put back- | grounds in three pictures that I prom- | ised word-of-honor would be ready -t/ ten tomorrow. Besides, I need the! money. I shall have to sit up a1 night to get them done, anyhow.” “Oh, T am so sorry! I am afraid | my coming today has bothered you. | and—" “Oh, please don't say that. ‘I .ove || having vou here. It only happens this | way once in a while—sometimes for | weeks I haven't a thing to do—ar 1| correspondingly little to eat,” she con- | sided, with a Ilight bit of laughter. | “But Theresa Brady will look out for | vou. She hfis a room at Mimi Dela- | | ney's, where you are to live. And sh> said she would take you out for din- | | ner, and help you get settled and e—- | erything. She is a marvelous girl— |- Theresa Brady—the most talented] | thing you ever saw. You will adore | . ner.” ] And before Rhoda had finished her eulogy of Theresa Brady the taxi]. whirled up in a short, bare, grimy| street and stopped before a little, | | squat, twisted house that had one time | | done service as a rich man’s stable, ll(hoda, with Jerry’s bag, was out in "

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A good story is told in Tamworth, Warwickshire, England, whence came originally the famous Tamworth herd of swine. During the year 1805 a gentleman was exhibiting at the door of an inn a trotting mare, when a butcher of the town, stepping up. offered to trot his black pony against her for Isl‘-’5. A smile of contempt was the ' only notice he at first received. However, the Kknight of the cleaver perlsisting in his original offer, the bet wias accepted, and the next morning appointed for the match, four miles | out of the town. The butcher appeared at the starting post mounted on his] 'hluck pony with his tray in front of I him and brandishing a small umrmw-l | bone. He was allowed the start. whan i % immediately afterward, as his competi- | | tor was rapidly passing him, he rut-l { tled a flourish upon his tray, which | | had the instantaneous effect of fright- | | ening the high-mettled mure into a gal- |

the street with the stopping of the car, and after a sharp giunte at the recording meter, tossed a bhill to the driver, and held out a nervous, hurryIng hand to Jerry. In response to her Impatient pressure on the button the door was opened after a little by a lovely rose-and-cream-colored woman, In a trailIng rose-and-cream-colored gown, who smiled radiantly upon Jerry, her white hand, flaunting a brave display of flashing rings and tinkling thin silver bracelets, outstretched in friendly weilcome, “The little girl from JIowa!” she sald, and her voice was one of musical vibrations. “Hello, Mimi!” sgald Rhoda, her brisk tone seeming almost harsh ‘. contrast, “Theresa here? Listen, Mimi! This is Misse Harmer, Mrs. Delaney, Mrs. Delaney is your hostess, Jerry, your landlady if you wish, and also, 1 hope, your friend. I have

to fly—honestly, It is a shame, but it's a rush order. You know how these things are, Mimi.,” She put her arm about Jerry regretfully. *“lt is a crime, I know, to leave you like this, Angclface, but you don’. know what it Is to work for your bread and butter.” “Oh, I don't mind a bit,” said Jerry, bravely trying to hide her sense of loneliness and disappointment. o shall write some letters, and unpack my bag. I don't mind at all.” Rhoda squeezed her gratefully “You are a darling! Mimi will take good care of you. But let me warn I_\‘n!!f Keep all your lovers out of hes ’sia:ht. She's a beau-catcher! Sh» | took two from me, and three from t’l“hun-s:u, and heaven only knows how many from other poor working giris! Call Theresa, will you, Mimri? Shis going to take her out for dinner.” Rhoda dropped a snatchy kiss somewhere in the direction of Jerry's face and ran away. ‘ Mrs. Delaney took Jerry's bag, and tled her up a very narrow, very dark [ and very winding stairway. ‘ “Rhoda says you are a plutocrat,” 3lsh¢- said musically., “And so we gave | e— : | "TG B | | I"'%,;l‘\‘t !‘l ' » | I S (T (oA L W——— l‘\l,:i,; | . ‘ L JRBe = - | |i - E" ‘ ! . S 2 “““‘7» & %‘ | |N l ! S /%T A S\ (1: 50y | \f (e S L) Yy | '\ AV N \§\ AL BS, N\ (/ .‘3‘}:“\'..// \X = ¥ 6 BV \ }‘Y \— ':i R\{ /‘ :\_\a ’\“"l_‘[.%’ - &S X ST D | AR R e | ANG S | R % G IR AR r S W LGN | L M S Al MRS | (V “r‘.;"o‘ / ‘:*‘ul‘\ R Gl N ’ l!‘-‘ e , e ‘ ' i | N ¢ i ’ Ay T ' | oL = L LR | ? y ;

Rhoda La Faye Met Jerry at Grand! Centra. Station in New York as She Had Promised. | you our best foot fOX'\\':ll‘d~~§(~(‘nnl|{ floor front. Rhoda says ‘Plute’ is your middle name.” “She does me a great injustice” said Jerry, smiling. “] think you will like this. It is/| quite nice and roomy. Remember 1 am your landlady, so pretend to be a little pleased with it anyhow, not to hurt my feelings.” Jerry could not but smile at the “roominess” of which she had so brave- | ly boasted. To the vision of her gen-l erous, Middle Western eyves, it was chokingly, crampingly small, a smallpness overemphasized by its gaudy cretonning in vivid orange and black. But Jerry said nothing at all of that, she only smiled, and assured her silverintoning hostess that she knew she was going+to be very happy in her new home. “Here is your kitchenette,” explained Mimi, opening a door in the rear. W, 1 don't want to ecook. 1 an going to study very hard. I shali take my meals out somewhere.” *“Oh, you will not like going out for breakfast, I am sure,” protested Mimi. “No cne goes out for breakfast! And /! surely you will want your luncheon in, and your tea! One eats so little. But of course, you shall do just as yvou wish! But everyone prefers— DBut you needn’'t take the room at all, you know, Miss Harmer, unless you like it.’ “Oh, 1 do like it, and I have taken it already. And now that I think of it, I am sure you are right, and 1 shall very much prefer having my little breakfast in. I'll get an electric grill and a percolator, and then I can have parties, too.” “] shouldn't wish you to take the room unless you like it,” said Mimi with her engaging frankness. “But I am glad yvou do like it. I need the money. 1 was quite ill last year, and have had no engagement for some months, and you know how we in the

lop. This was repeatedly the case, and as often, according to the etiquette of trotting mutches. was the too hasty mure obliged to stop and turn round. Thus, ultimately, the bluck| pony won in hollow fashion. | Japanese Constitution l The constitution of Japan was not ipnlwrned after that of any other | country. It was promulgated in 1589 and was formulated by Prince lto, | who, after investigating the constitu | tions of the various nations, modeled 1 the constitution of Japan largely after ! the Prussian. It is divided into 76 1 articles and provides for a law-making | body of two chambers, the house of | peers and the house of representatives ! The emperor convokes, opens and foloses the diet, has all executive au ! | thority, and all laws are submitted t. | him for sanction.

| protession squander our salary when | we are working!” She laughed ex- | cusingly for that particular foible of the profession. *“Theresa and I have this house together. A mald comes in | every morning to do the rooms. Wait | till I call Theresa!” - And then she swept out to the hall- | way, and called, her voice ringing like | the cadences of a lilting song, that | Miss Harmer was here, and Theresa | should come down, ' Jerry thought she would like | Theresa. She was tall and large, vet thin, seeming taller, larger and thin- | ner In the presence of Mimi, who was | short in stature and appeared small, though with a suggestive roundness | both of face and figure. Theresa was dark, unfathomably intense, with a sort of subdued or repressed ferocity in the tones of her voice, the deep lines of her face, and in every quick, sure movement. Jerry thought she seemed younger than Mimi, although more quiet, more reserved, much colder. She looked tired. There were dark circles beneath her eyes, lines of weariness in every feature. Smudges of paint showed upon her rumpled smock, and her nails were rough and rageed, obviously bit to the quick. She held out her hand, a large, thin, capable hand, stained with ink and ‘paint and the smoke of countless cigarettes. Jerry's met it warmly. They smiled at each other. “It's like Rhoda to dump you off in i a strange city and wash her hands of | you,” she said, and the friendliness of Iln-r voice as she spoke of Rhoda’s vagaries forbade a suspicion of malice. “She is working wickedly hard.” “Is she doing well? Does she work very hard?" Jerry asked, with great CAZETNESS, “Um, both., She works like the devil at hack Jjobs, to get a little money ahead so she can study.” “There’s no money in art, and everyone knows it,” said Mimli, musically peevish. *“Rhoda and Theresa—they are both fools. I always say so. They should take up something new, something modern, something there (s money in. It's all very well to talk of slaving for art—starving for art, 1 call It.” Theresa langhed. “You should talk!” she said derisively. *“1 don't see that !)‘ul!'\‘? acquired such a fortune hehind | the footlights! Not that you're behind !nwm very often, 1 must say.” Then, Mimi effectually sllenced, she turned to Jerry. “You want to fuss up a little after your journey, 1 suppose. Come up when you are ready, will you? 1 am on the third floor at the back. Be careful not to stumble, it's very dark. Will you come out to dinner with us, Mimi?” “No, thanks, I have a date. FHere are the keys, Miss Harmer—this to the door downstairs, this to your room If you want anything, don't hesitate to ask. Come, Theresa, let the poor child shake off the dust of travel” They went out, smiling back at her, , | closing the door after them. Theilr | | voices came to her from the narrow | hallway. *You look a mess,” said Mimi dis contentedly, but still with musical res onance. “You ought to be ashamed of yvourself.” l “Oh, don't bother me! I'm tired as the deuce!™ { “Why don’t you go to hed, Theresa? | You're such a fool to slave so. And ; nothing to come of it, either. Fame—- | pouf., what's fame? A bank account { is the only way to judge a talent!” “Who's vour date?” “Phil Mills. Lie down, Theresa. I'll bring you a cup of tea. And for zhml\'vn's sake, wash your hands. 1 was ashamed for her to see your finger ‘xmils, You're certainly a mess. Do lie down a while, you look positively vellow.” , Their volces receded as Theresa drew herself wearily up the stairs, and g.le-rry. standing in the center of her llin‘\' new home, looked about her with lquizzivu!. humorous eyes, and laughed. It was ridiculously small, ridiculously l;::nul_\'. ridiculously frugal in its very flamboyance. The bathroom was no more than a stuffy dark closet. The vaunted kitchenette was a shelf, a hole in the wall. “Oh, Prudence!” laughed Jerry, thinking of her mother, sure she was happy, but there were tears in her eves. Jerry has certainly got in with come queer fish. How will she ‘ fit in with her surroundings? © AR ENESRE IR R | emmee—ti———————— | ! (TO BE CONTINUED.) Sign That Worked He was a burglar. After effecting an entrance into the bank he found his way, easily enough, to the strong room. When the light of the lantern fell on the door he saw this sign written in red letters: “Save your dynamite. This safe is not locked. Turn the knob and it will open.” FFor a moment he ruminated. “Anyhow,” he reflected, “there’s no | . harm in trying it if it really is unlocked.” He grasped the knob and turned fit. | . Instantly the office was flooded with light, an alarm bell rang loudly, an electric shock rendered him helpless, while a panel in the wall opened and out rushed a bulldog which seized him firmly. An hour later, when the cell door closed on him, he sighed: “l know what’s wrong with me. I'm too trusting. 1 have too much faith in human nature.” | Longevity From Sap? Longevity through the utilization of sap from trees as a food for human beings is the theory of an Oregon scientist, who s investigating whether there is any foundation for a myth that the ancients who lived to a great age drank the sap of trees. Man must he satisfied with a life of seventy or eighty yvears, while a redwood tree in California. which was a seedling 525 | years before Christ, goes on living at | 2500 years of age, he reasoned. If . this scientist can find and isolate the | long-life substance in the California | redwoods, he believes he will have | !somethln;.: better than a gland cure | for restoring youth and prolonging ‘ life, says Capper's Weekly, |

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