Newspaper Page Text
HARRIET E and the PIPER Kathleen Norris Irwin Myers . .. Copyright toy KMMeanHcnh r ■ m r « ! CHAPTER VII. That Isabelle's madness would run Its full gamut did not occur to Harriet until the next day. Then, as the serene hours moved by, and there was no word and no sign from Richard, the possibilities began to suggest them selves. It seemed to her Incredible that any woman would risk all that Isabelle had for the sake of a fiery boy's first love( and yet, on the other hand, there was toe memory of Isa belle's suffering two nights ago, and here were the amazing facts to prove it It was for few women to enjoy the popularity Isabelle had known. But any woman might run away with a rich admirer. Harriet's admiration for the cleverness with which Isabelle con ducted this pretty playing with fire disappeared, and In Its place came the sharp conviction that old-fashioned women like Linda had some justifica tion, after all; It was "dangerous," It did "lead to sin," It could Indeed "hap pen once too often." Harriet felt her own lapsing moral ity regaining its standard. Just now, when Nina most needed her mother, when Richard was struggling with dif ficult business conditions, when Ward was engaged— She interrupted her thoughts here, and tried to make herself feel like a woman engaged to be married. Some how the fact persisted in baffling her. There was an unreality about It that prevented her from tasting toe full sweet Engaged—to a rich man, and a rich man's son. Well, perhaps when Ward came back, it would seem more believable. She had been standing at one of the hall windows, a window deep set in the brick wall, and commanding through elms and beeches the path to the tennis court Hands pressed her eyes tight she came back to the pres ent moment with a start. Ward Gar ter was behind her. He laughed at her confusion, and they sat down on the window seat together. Yes, he was going back to the Bellamys', and so was Blondln, but they had both come in Just for lunch and the drive. Instantly he brought reassurance to her. Ward was such a dear I Of course she loved him. ' "But you weren't a very good boy last night !" she said. Their hands were locked ; but she had shaken a negative when he would have kissed her. "Rotten 1" he confessed, easily. "I played poker, too. No man ought to do that when he's edged. Sorry—sor ry—sorry. Listen. When we're mar ried It's all off. No smoking, drinking, gambling, wine, women, or song, what?" "You may not know It, but yon never spoke a truer word 1" the girl said. His shout of laughter was pleasant to hear. "Listen. Does Mother know It? About ns, I mean?" "Oh, Ward—nobody knows itl Hush 1" His mention of his mother brought .back realization with a rush, and she added uncomfortably, "She's at Great Barrington." "Oh, dam I I wanted to see her I She wrote me, and told me she loved me, and that she didn't think she had been a very good mother to me 1" He laughed, youthfully, with a bewildered widening of his eyes. "I thought she was sick. Well, maybe we can stop there going back." "Where did you leave Mr. Blon dln?" "He beat It down to the tennis court. Say, listen, is there a chance that he's stuck on Nina? It looks to me like what the watch comes ln I" Harriet glanced at her wrist before ahe answered him. Hpr heart was sick within her. Glose upon her radi ant dream had come this shadow, far more a shadow now, when her respon sibility had infinitely increased, and when ahe had had proof of the love and respect in which they held her here. "I don't think sol" she said, briefly. "TU find Bottomley, and have lunch put ahead." "You don't like hlm I" Ward said, watching her closely. "I don't like him for Nina!" she amended. The boy followed her while she gave her order. Then they went out Into the blazing day together. "Nina Isn't going to have more than a scalp a day," said her brother, fraternally. * "Nina has a fortune !" the girl re marked, dryly, opening her wide white parasol. "Lord, he could marry a girl with ten times that 1 Look here, you .don't think a man like Blondln would con sider that!" he protested. "I would rather see Nina dead and burled !" The words burst from Har riet against her will, against her prom "to Royal. There was no help for essential honesty would have R, Its way. to him!" Ward, fortunately, hot inclined to take her too aerl jiusiy. "ion'll like mrai Gosh, ne Certainly has a good effect on me," added the youth, modestly. "He doesn't drink, and he talks to me— you ought to hear him 1—about char acter being fate, and all that ! Say, listen, before we get ouf ' of the woods—T' His sudden sense of her nearness and beauty belled the careless words. Harriet found his arms tight about her. her face tipped up to the young, handsome face that was stirred now with trembling excitement. The quick movement of his breast she coaid feel against her own, and the passion of his kisses almost frightened her; she was held, bound, half-lifted off her fee t "Ward!" she gasped, freed at last, and with one hand to her disordered hair, while the other held him at gm'a-Iength. "DearI Please!" It was no use. Soul and senses went enveloped again, and close to her e&r she heard him whisper: "I'm mad about you I Do you know that! Pm mad about you I" "I think you are!" she stammered, breathless and laughing. "You mustn't do that I Ton mustn't do that I Why, we might be seen I" , : Breathless, too, he flung back his hgir, and stooped to pick up her para sol. "Do you think I, care I" he panted, Indifferently. "I wouldn't care If the whole world saw I" "Sh—shl known to youth and womanhood Har riet had gathered herself into trim ness and calm again. She took her parasol composedly. Her eyes told him the whole story. ' Nina and Royal Blondln were two hundred feet away, coming up from the tennis court. "You fool—fool—fool !" she said to herself. What had they seen? Whnt new twist to the situation would Nina's suspicions afford? Richnrd Garter trusted her; this was no time to tell him that she loved his son. Did she love Ward!—or with his keen and kihdly eyes would Ward's father see exactly what she saw In the mar riage? Caught kissing In the woods— like Rosa or Germaine; it was un thinkable! How she had weakened her position here I How she had risked—her heart contracted with pain—severing of her association with Crownlands. Luncheon, under its veneer of gaiety and foolishness, offered fresh terrors. For old Madame Garter had come down, and It occurred to Harriet that If Nina had seen anything In the wood, she might naturally interest her grandmother with an account of It. The old lady would go Instantly to her son. And Richard—Harriet could imagine him, tired, harassed, heartsick over toe recent Inexplicable, weakness of his wife, having to face another woman's treachery, having to listen to the demure announcement of the little secretary's engagement to hts son. He was experiencing the most over whelming shock of all his life now; he must shortly be exposed to all the whirl of scandal: the silenced gossip, the averted eyes of his world, tte weeklies with their* muddy Insinua tions, the staring fact headlined above his breakfast bacon. This was her time to efface herself and the house hold, to help him to lift toe load. "I'm afraid I wasn't listening, Mr. Blondln?" "Miss Nina and I want to know what day we may have our party?" Royal repeated. "The studio party?" "The roof-garden party. We're go ing to have It from half-past six to half-past seven only, because then It won't be too hot." "Why not have It at night, with Jan terns?" Harriet said, quite involun tarily. And agajn a pang of self-con tempt swept over her. It was hateful, It was Incredible, but she was playing his game as calmly as if doubts and reluctance had never entered lier heart At four o'clock Richard came home, and the Instant Harriet saw his face she realized, with a shock even sharp er than toe original moment of In credulity, that he had had no success In his search. He was alone. His face waB drawn and gray, he looked hot and rumpled and utterly weary; more, he who had always been the pink of well-groomed perfection looked old. He asked Bottomley briefly If Madame Carter was In her room, and, being Informed that she was, went hastily upstairs. It was to the old lady's beautiful sitting room that Harriet was sum moned a few minutes later. She knew at once that he had told hts mother all he knew and feared. Madame Carter was shockingly agi tated. She had a deep sense of the dramatic, but she was not entlrely.act lng now. Her face was pale under Its rouge, and the painful tears of age stood tn her eyes. "Miss Field !" said Madame Garte«, "we have Just had a most terrible—a most unexpected—blow !" Harriet simulated expectancy. "There is every reasôn to beïléve," pursued Madamè Garter, majestically, "that my unfortunate daughter-in-law, Mr. Carter's wife, Isabelle, hqs yield ed to the passion of her lover 1 No, let me talk, Richard," she Interrupted herself, as the man raised haggard eyes to watch her Impersonally, "far better to face the facta, tny dear! My son tells me, Miss Field toe—the well-nigh Incredible statement that— forgetting the honor of womanhood, and the tender claims of maternity—" "Miss Field," Richard did not have the manner of Interruption, but his quiet voice dominated toe other voice none the less. Madame Garter fell si lent, and watched him with mournful pride. "Misa Field,'' he said, "we want vour help. The facts are these : By the magic only Williams had all tbe roaas witciuw; they did not go by motor. Mrs. Car ter reached New London at five o'clock yesterday; Pope's boat, the Geisha, pulled out at half-past six. From what Williams' men picked up, at the dock. Pope did not expect her, was to have sailed this morning. She ar rived, and evidently he thought It wise to hurry their start The pier had a dosen boxes for the Geisha on it gro ceries and what not that they left behind! They will probably skirt the coast for a few days, and ' put In somewhere for supplies. But that"— he passed his hand wearily across his forehead—"that doesn't concern us now. 7 We got there at ten last night hours too late, of course." His voice .tell, he mused, with a knitted brow. "Well !" he said, suddenly recalling himself. "Now, Miss Field, I want you to get hold of Ward. I want the boy home at oncel He must know. But there is of course a chance that Mrs. Garter Is—Is planning to return. There may be a woman friend with her—It's not probable, but It's possi ble. I don't want any one In the house, or out of it, to suspect, and If you think it Is possible, I should like Nina protected I" "I understand," Harriet said, quiet ly. She crossed the hall, and for the first time In four years entered Isa belle's suite unannounced. It was In exquisite order ; streams of late after noon light were falling on toe gay walls and the bright chintzes. The novels Isabelle had been skimming, the gold service of her dressing table, the great four-poster with its deeps ot Transparent white embroideries over white, all spoke of the beautiful wom an who had spent so many hours here. On the dressing table, with Its splen did length doubled in the mirror, wu the great fan that her hand had idly wielded, only a few days ago, In an hour of domestic felicity and happi ness 0 What to tell Nina?—she wondered, gblng downstairs. But Nina proved pleasantly indifferent to toe maternal absence when she and Amy came up from the tennis court for tea. To the guest or two who came railing Har riet, installed quite naturally now be hind the caps and aaucers, explained that Mrs. Garter was visiting with friends—having a beautiful time, too, apparently. Perhaps Nina suspected that some thing was unusual. She looked from her father to Harriet, and after a moment's silence asked abruptly: "Whèn is Mother coming back?" "I don't know !" her father an swered, thickly. "Say, listen ; are we going to dress?" asked Amy. Nina, Instantly diverted, suggested that they go In. Nina's awkward bigness and Amy's mousy neutral tones were as well displayed In one garment as another, but both girls debated over pinks and blues, crepes and malls, every evening, as if the world was watching them alone. Harriet lingered for only a word. "Mr. Carter, it occurred to me that old Mrs. Singleton la going to Cali fornia, In her own car, tomorrow. I was wondering If we might con fide In Mrs. Singleton—she was al ways very fond of Mrs. Garter—and give out the Impression that Mrs. Car ter had suddenly decided to make the trip with her." "That's an idea," Richard said, thoughtfully. "I could see Mrs. Sin gleton tonight—and—and talk It over." "It might serve for only a few days,'' Harriet submitted. "Yes, I see," he agreed, slowly. "Well, I can give Nina a hint now r Harriet said, going. Bat It was too late for any soothing deception of Nina. A scene was tn full progress In Nina's bedroom, and Harriet's eye had only to go from the prone form on the bed to the crashed newspaper that had drifted to tbe floor, to know that toe secret was ont. Isabelle's face, radiant aDd hap py, looked ont from the page. It was flanked by two smaller pictures, Rich ard's and Anthony Pope's. Harriet could see the big letters; "Young Millionaire—Wife of Richard Garter." The deluge was upon them. "Oh—It's a He—It's a lie! My beau tiful Uttle mother!" Nina was sob bing. "Oh, no, It's not true! It's a He! Oh, how shall I ever hold up my head again—to be disgraced—now Just when Pm so yonng—and ha-h happy !'' "Nina, my child, control yourself !" Harriet, Ignoring the staring and pale faced Amy, sat down on the edge of the bed, and shook toe girl slightly. "You mustn't give way! Gome nojv, my dear, you must face this like a woman. Think how your father and Ward will look to yon—" Acting, all of lti skid Harriet In her sonl. But despite the youthful appe tite for heroics, there were real tears in Nina's eyes, as there had been In her grandmother's a few hours ago. "Yes, that's true!" ahe said, wiping a swollen face on the handkerchief Harriet supplied. "But oh—I don't be lieve it, and my father will sue them for libel, you see if he doesn't! My mother's the purest and sweetest and beat woman alive—and I'll kill any one who says any different!" "Oo-oo, to see It In the paper there, right on the bed," said Amy, in her reedy, colorless little voice, as Nina stopped suddenly. "Oo-oo, I thought Nina would die !" Nina began to cry They Can Afford It Our guess Is that the only people who laugh and grow fat are those who dont bave to work for their board —Galveston News. World's Gold Production. Xh tbe world's history $17,000,000,000 In gold has been mined, of which $6, 000,000,000 worth has been lost— 'From the Argonaut •gain, but more quietly. "I guess I had better go—" Amy finished, plaintively. "Oh, nol" said Nina, In a choked voice, as she clung to her frined. "No, darling! yon stay with me. Oh, I must go see my father, and my poor grandmother! Oh, Amy, perhaps yon had better go, for my family will need me tonight My mother—" said Nina, crying again. She and Amy parted solemnly, with many kisses. "If s a thing that might happen to me, or to any girl," said Amy gravely. Harriet had an upsetting vision of stout high-busted Mrs. Hawkes, pant Ing as she discussed the details of the Red Cross drive, but she was vesy sympathetic with the young girls, and Vi 0 T Iv5 «»i»r "Oh—It's a Lie- Ifs a Liai My Beautiful Little MotherP Nina Was 8obMng. even agreed with Nina, when Amy was gone, that it would be much more sen sible to take her bath, and put on her white organdie, and then go find her father. They dined almost silently, and were about to disperse quietly for the night, after an hour of half-hearted conversa tion In toe drawing room, obviously endured by Richard simply for his mother's sake, when Ward burst in. He had traveled almost four hundred miles by motor that day, his face was streaked with dirt and oil, and ghastly with fatigue. He went straight to his father. "Say, what's all this!" he said, In a voice hardly recognizable. Harriet saw that he had been drinking. "I got your wire, and we started. I thought the Mater was sick, perhaps. My God —that worried me I" he broke off bit terly. "Blondln came with me; we stopped on the road for dinner, and the man had a paper there. Is that what you wanted me for—I don't be lieve It ! It's a dirty lie, and the boun der that put that In the paper—" 'Tm glad you came home, my boy," Richard Bald. 'Tve been waiting for you—" Harriet heard no more; she slipped from the room. There were genuine tears in her own eyes now; for the boy had flung himself face downward against a great chair, and was crying. All the household knew it; Harriet could read It In Bottomley*s carefully usual manner and quiet speech. In the little music room across the hall Royal Blondln was waiting. "This is a terrible thing!" he said, seriously. "Oh, frightful I" Harriet agreed. A rather flat alienee ensued. She seemed to bave nothing to say to Royal now. But she was not surprised when, a moment later, Nina came softly In, the picture of girlish distress, with her wet eyes and fresh white gown. "1 thought it best to leave Ward with Granny and Father," Nina said, in vague explanation, going straight to Blondln, who rose, dusty and weary, but with a solicitous manner that was infinitely soothing. His manner, Harriet had grudgingly to admit, was perfection. When Rich ard and Ward joined them a few mo ments later, he expressed himself with» manly brevity to the older man. He realised, said Blondln, simply, that he was absolutely de trop ; he had merely Imagined, as "the lad" had Imagined, that the sudden summons from camp meant Illness or ordinary emergency, or he would not have Intruded at this time. He would not express a sym pathy that must sound extremely airy to the stricken family. And now, If they would lend him Hansen, he would go over Jto the club— "Nonsense !" Ward said. "You're all dirty and tired and hungry, and so am L We'll clean up, and then we'll have something to eat first! Miss Harriet will look out for us." "And I'd like to see you for a mo ment In the library, Miss Field," Rich ard said, rather wearily. "I want something sent to toe papers," he ex plained In an undertone. Ah—they all wanted her, and needed her I How quick, and how efficient, and how self-effacing Harriet was as she went about the business of makin g them all comfortable ! They talked deep Into the night, Harriet knew, for she herself was sleepless, and the could see from the upper balcony that a stream of golden light was pouring across the brilliant flowers beneath the library Windows. She reviewed the Incredible event« at the past few days, and the actors drifted before her vision fitfully : Isa belle, whlte-bosomad and beautiful. In her prime ; Tony Pope, passionate and wretched; Royal, low-voiced, dreamy, poetic, with his éloquent black eyes; fade -Johns tte-i THE BANOS ON SOME CIGARS NOWOAYS __ BURN BETTER'N >£*9) tH' TOBACCO. \ t V A\ 1 i l Xu ru AuiocAsrca seav on COPYRIGHT l£>gg Red Ink for Emperors Alone. The Roman emperor used a very expensive .red ink In writing signa tures, and Its use was prohibited to all others except that their sons, if of adult age, could use It; otherwise they must have recourse to green Ink. Nina, newly awakened; Ward, weak, boyish, ardent ; Madame Carter, full of theatrical dignity and well-rounded phrases, and lastly—simple, strong, anxious to protect them all, even from their own follies—Richard. "Not one word of blame, not one ugly insinuation,!' she mused, "yet she has shamed him, and he Is so honor able; and she has made him conspicu ous, when he is so modest !" She thought of Isabelle, fresh from Germaine's careful hands, lying In her exquisite white against the cushions of a deck chair, smiling, In toe rosy flattering light under the green awn ing, at the infatuated man beside her. "Ugh !" said Harriet, with a healthy nprush of utter disgust. These few months would not be cloudless for Isa belle, by any means. And after them, what? Was It conceivable that those fatal sixteen years would fall to Iden tify Tony and Isabelle wherever they went, even though the press was not eagerly assisting them? Supposing that Isabelle never thought of Crown lands, of her handsome son and her young daughter," of the man whose pa tience and cleverness had lifted her to all this luxury from an apartment In a small town, would no memory of the place she had held, and the friend ships she had commanded, haunt her? Truly there was always society for the Isabelles, but to Harriet's clean sense It seemed bnt the society of %jall. "I wouldn't change places with her I" Harriet decided. In tbe soft silence and darkness of the summer night From Isabelle's problem her thoughts went to her own, to Royal Blondln. She was wakeful and restless tonight sim ply because she could not decide just how much she need fear him. Firstly, was there any reason for antagonizing him, and secondly, would he hnrt her if she did? For Royal could not punish her without punishing himself, and could not banish her from Crownlands If be ever hoped to show his own face there again. But Nina! Was Blondln so bad? She tried to ask herself the question honestly, and an honest shudder answered It before It waS fairly framed. She tried to pic ture Nina's marriage, their early days together, the breakfast table, where the crude little girl blundered and floundered in conversation, her helpless devotion, that would annoy and exas perate him- She saw Nina's near sighted eyes welling with hurt tears; Nina's check book eagerly surrendered to win from her lord a few delicious hours of the old flattery, the old atten tion. "It would take a clever woman to hold him," Harriet thought, "and It wouldn't bo worth a clever woman's while." Nina—Ward—Royal—Richard. The wearying procession began again. Roy al might treat -her with honesty and honor. He was not small ln everything, and she had never done him harm. But—there might come the terrible mo ment when she had to face Richard with the confession. Yes, she had known him before. Yea, they had en tered into a tacit compact Yes, she had kept from Nina's father a secret that, while it might be unimportant certainly should have bora told him. Impossible to think the thing to any conclusion 1 Too many possibilities might alter the entire situation. If She were married safely to Ward, for ex ample—? But then she dared not mar ry Ward until Royal's attitude was finally defined. For If her position were dangerous now, what would It be if she had committed herself Irrevoca bly to deception by marriage? Ward's young, crude Intolerance sitting In Judgment upon his wife 1—Harriet shivered. Suddenly she fell upon her knees, and dropped her bright heed against the wide balustrade. For a long «m» Harriet had not prayed. But now. In a few words, and quite without pre meditation, there burst from her the mort sincere prayer of her life. She looked up at the stars. "God!" riie said, softly, aloud, "help me ! Make mo do what Is right, how ever hard It Is. Father, drat let me make another mistake I" TO BB CONTINT! SIT) The Red Clover Crop C. B. Allison State Seed Commissioner The preliminary statement from ' the lklll annual report on Idaho ag riculture completed oy the Idauo Crop Reporting Serciye and co-op erating agencies shows that 4,Stilt, 000 pounds of red clover were pro duced in Idaho this last season from 18,000 acres at a value of $48.88 per acre. Practically all of this seed has been shipped oat of the state. Seed laboratory testa show that 50 per cent of the Red Clover aam jtles received for analysis were con demned on account of noxious weed seeds. The presence' of noxious weeds, pricipally dodder—In red clover this season has resulted in a loss to the growers of approximately $200,000. This is an enromous sum lost by carelessnes In buying eed for planting and in caring for the field before harvest; The growers have realized the im portance of clean seed this past sea son, as the quality of the seed deter mined the price received for it. a large acreage of clover will be plant ed this spring and consequently seed will be shipped into tbe state from all sources. It Is up to the farmers adn dealers in this state to uurchase a first class product, in other words, seed which Is dodder free and con forms to the requirements of the State Seed Law. A lot of seed la beled 99.5 per cent pure is no guar antee that that lot of seed will pass tbe state seed laws. It may contain in excess of 27 noxious weed seeds er pound and consequently be con demned. Each lot of seed should be labeled as follows; (a) Name of agricultural seed. (b) Name and address of the person selling, offering and exposing for sale such seed. (c) Grade, date of grade and grader. (d) The kinds and number per pound of noxious weed Beeds con tained therein, using their common names. If the purchased is dubious about the quality of the seed which he may have purchased, it is a simple mat ter to send a two-ounce sample to the State Seed Laboratory for nalysls. Thiss ervlce Is rendered free of charge to the grower. The point is, get your seed early. Purchase it from a reliable source and if in doubt submit a sample to the State Seed Laboratory, Boise. A few cents an acre for seed that is free from noxious weeds !b a pro fitable investment This expendi ture can be prorated over a period of two or three years. Experiments show that weed seeds live much lon ger than do the seeds of economic crops. There is an old adage which runs as follows: lng demands seven years' weeding." This is true of weed seeds. Pay the price for good seed and save the ex pense of hiring adltional help to cut the weeds out later. Save the enor mous loss Incurred by weeds. Idaho Is the greatest seed producing state in the Union. Improve the quality by planting seed which passes the state requirements. • One year's seed The Art ot Lit' The art bf life l«*!« keep *t«*p wi i the celestial drehe* (rit tltu: In at* i measure of our career and gives i ■ cue for our exits and our entrain» ». Why should we willingly miss any thing, or be angry with folly, <>r ht despair at any misadventure? h* this world there should be none but gentle tears and fluttering tiptoe loves. It la a great cirrmval, and amongst these lights and shadows of comedy, these roses and vices of the playhouse, there Is no abiding.—G. Santayana, tn the Dial. Peanut Not Really a Nut The peanut Is not a nut; it 1» a pea It Is a trailing, straggling plant, grow ing from one to two feet high, with thick, angular, pale green, hairy steins and spreading branches, and it ripens its fruit or Its peas or nuts, under ground. It Is a strange habit. Small yellow flowers are borne at the Joints where the leaves are attached to the stems and ns soon as pollination takes place the flower fades and the "peg." as It is commonly called, buries itself In the ground, where the pod de velops. Acting Natural.^ We are told we should act natural and do natural things. An Atchison man says he started out to do things that seemed natural to him, but that he landed In the penitentiary.— Atchi son Globe. Peanut Known as Goober Pea. The territory of tidewater Virginia other To that grows more peanuts than any part of the United States, territory may be added parts of the Carolinas, also great peanut-growing states. Some places In the Carolinas the peanut Is referred to as "the g<>" er pea." Putting H In a Nutshell. An ounce of prevention Is worth a pound of cure; only we don't know when to apply the prevention and we do know when to apply the cure.