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THE TURMOIL (Continued From Page 8.) CHAPTER XXIX. As Bibbs came out of the new house, * Sunday trio was In course of passage upon the sidewalk: An ample young woman, placid of face; a black-clad, thin young man, whose expression was one of habitual anxiety, habitual warl dess and habitual eagerness. lie pro pelled a perambulator containing the third—and all three were newly cleaned, Sundayfied, and made lit to dine with the wife's relatives. "How'd you like for me to be that young fella, mamma?" the husband whispered. "He's one of the sons, and there ain't but two left now." The wife stared curiously at Bibbs. "Well, 1 don't know," she returned. "He looks to me like he bad bis own troubles." "I expect he has. like anybody else." said the young husband, "but I guess • we could stand a good deal if we bad his money." "Well, maybe, If you keep on the way you been, baby 'll be as well fixed as the Sheridans. You can't tell." She glanced back at Bibbs, who had turned north. "He walks kind of slow and «looped over, like." "So much money in his pockets it makes him sag, I guess," said the young husband, with bitter admira tion. Mary, happening to glance from a window, saw Bibbs coming, and she started, clasping her hands together In a sudden alarm. She met him at the door. "Bibbs!" she cried. "What is the matter? 1 saw something was terribly wrong when 1— You look—" She paused, and he came In, not lifting his eyes to hers. Always when be crossed that threshold ho had come with his head up and his wistful gaze seeking hers. "Ah, poor boy!" she said, with a gesture of understanding and pity. "I know what it is!" He followed her into the room where they always sat, and sank into a chair. "You needn't tell me." she said. "They've made you give up. Your fa ther's won—you're going to do what he wants. You've given up." Still without looking at her, he in clined his head in affirmation. She gave a little cry of compassion, ami came and sat near him. "Bibbs," ehe said, "I can be glad of one thing, though it's selfish. I can be glad you came straight to me. It's more to mo thau even if you'd come because you were happy." She did not speak again for a little while; then she said: "Bibbs—dear—could you tell me about It? Do you want to?" Still he did not look up, but in a voice, shaken and husky, he asked her a question so grotesque that at first she thought she had misunderstood his words. "Mary," he said, "could you marry me?" "What did you say. Bibbs?" she : asked, quietly. His tone and attitude did not'change. "Will you marry me?" Both her hands leaped to her cheeks —she grew red and then white. She .-rose slowly and moved backward from :Jtdm, staring at him, at first incred ulously, then with an Intense perplex ity more and more luminous In her wide eyes; It was like a spoken ques tion. The room tilled with strange ness in the long silence—the two were so strange to each other. At last she .«aid; "What made you say that?" He did not answer. •"Bibbs, look at me!" Her voice was loud and clear. "What made you say that? Look at me!" He could not look at her, and he could not speak. "What was It that made you?" she «aid. "I want you to tell me." She went closer to him. her eyes ever brighter and wider with that in- tensity of wonder. "You're given up -—to your father," she said, slowly, "and then you come to ask me—" She broke off. "Bibbs, do you want me to marry you?" - "Yes," he said, just audibly. "No!" she cried. "You do not. Then what made you ask me? What Is it that's happened?" "Nothing." ■"Wait," she said. "Let me think, tt's something that happened since our walk this morning—yes. since you left at noon. Something happened She stopped abruptly, with sue that—' tremulous murmur of amazement and •dawning comprehension. She remem- bered that Sibyl hud gone to the new bouse. Bibbs swallowed painfully and con trived to say, "I do—I d* want you to .—marry me, if—if—you could." She looked at him. and slowly shook "Bibbs, do you—" Her ber head, voice was as unsteady as his—little more than a whisper. "Do you think I'm—In love with you?" "No." he said. Somewhere in the still air of the room there was a whispered word: aid uot seem to come from Mary's parted lips, but he was aware of it. "Why?" "I've had nothing but dreams," Bibbs said, desolately, "but they weren't like this. Sibyl said no girl WEEK END EXCURSIONS. Attractive rates for excursion tick cats good from Saturday (or Sunday) «to Monday—on sale every week. SUB better rates for tickets good Sunday • only. Ask O. S. L. Agents for de rails.—Adv. To Whom It May Concern: My -wife, Mrs, Mary Celesta Bayliss, hav ing left my bed and board. I will not be responsible for any debts incurred by her from this date. Dated July 5, 1916. —Adv. He smiled could care about me." faintly, though still he did not look at Mary. "And when I first came home Edith told me Sibyl was so anxious to marry that she'd have married me. She meant It to express Sibyl's extremity, you see. But 1 hardly needed either of them to tell me. I hadn't thought of myself as—well, not as particularly captivating!" Oddly enough, Mary's pallor changed to an angry flush. "Those two!" she exclaimed, sharply; and then, with thoroughgoing contempt: "Eamhorn! That's like them!" She turned away, I [v a» ■> mmà i mm mi n X > wJm •: ; Fix? ifl Éi r.i'Jii urn* Mi raw i Ip-s ,1 ■ -I m V 'Mary, Mary!" He Cried Helplessly. went to the bare little black mantel, and stood loaning upon it. Presently she asked: "When did Mrs. Roscoe Sheridan say that 'no girl' could care about you?" "Today." Mary drew a deep breath. "I think I'm beginning to understand—a little." She bit her Up; there was anger in good truth iu her eyes and in her voice. "Answer me once more," she said. "Bibbs, do you know now why 1 stopped wearing my furs?" "Yes." "1 thought so! Your sister-in-law told you, didn't she?" "I— 1 heard her say—" "I think 1 know what happened, now." Mary's breath came fast and her voice shook, but she spoke rapidly. "You 'heard her say' more than that. You 'heard her say' that we were bit terly poor, and on that account I tried first to marry your brother—and then—" But now she faltered, and it was only aftçr a convulsive effort that she was able to go ou. "And then— that I tried to marry—you! You 'heard her say' that—and you believe that I don't care for you and that 'no girl' could care for you—but you think I am in such an 'extremity,' as Sibyl was —that you— And so, not wanting me, and believing that I could uot want you—except for my 'extremity'—you took your father's offer and then came to ask me—to marry you! What had I shown you of myself that could mîke you—" Suddenly she sank down, kneeling, with her face burled In her arms upon the lap of a chair, tears overwhelming her. "Mary, Mary!" he cried, helplessly. "Oh no—you—you don't understand." "1 do, though!" she sobbed. "I do!" He came and stood beside her. "You kill me!" be said. "I can't make It plain. From the first of your loveli ness to me. I was all self. It was al ways you that gare and 1 that took. was the dependent—I did nothing but lean on you. We always talked of me, not of you. It was all about my idiotic distresses and troubles. I thought of you as a kind of wonderful being that had no mortal or human suffering ex cept by sympathy. You seemed to lean down—out of a rosy cloud—to be kind to me. 1 never dreamed l could do anything for you! 1 never dreamed you could need anything to be done for you by anybody. And today I heard that—that you—" "Y'ou beard that I needed to marry —someone—anybody—with money," she sobbed. "And you thought were so—so desperate—you believed that 1 had—" "No!" he said, quickly. "1 didn't lieve you'd doue one kind thing for —for that. No, no, no! I knew you'd never thought of me except generously —to give. 1 said 1 couldu't make plain!" he cried, despairingly. "Walt!" She lifted her head and tended her bauds to him unconscious ly, like a child. "Help me up, Bibbs." The«, when she was ouoe more upon her feet, she wiped her eyes arid smiled upon him ruefully and faintly, but reassuringly, as if to tell him. that way, that she knew he had meant to hurt her. And thm smile hers, so lamentable but so faithfully friendly, misted his own eyes, for shnmefacedness lowered them no more. "Let me tell you what you want tell me." she said. "You can't, because you can't put tt Into words—they too humiliating for me and you're gentle to say them. Tell me, though, isn't it true? You dldu't believe I'd tried to make you fall in love with me—" "Never! Never for an Instant!" "You didn't believe I'd tried to make you want to marry me—" "No, no, no!" "1 believe It Bibbs. You tbougbt that 1 was fond of you; you knew cared for you—but you didu't think might be—In lore with yon. But yon thought that I might marry you with out being In love with you because yon did believe 1 had tried to marry your brother, and—" "Mary, only knew—for the first time—that you—that you were—" "Were desperately poor," she said. "You can't even say that! Bibbs, It was true: I did try to make Jim want to marry me. I did!" And she sank down into the chair, weeping bitterly again. Bibbs was agonized. "Mary," he groaned, "I didn't know you could cry!" "Listen," she said. "Listen till I get through—1 want you to understand. We were poor, and we weren't fitted to be. We never had been, and we didn't know what to do. We'd boeu almost rich; there was plenty, but my father wanted to take advantage of the growth of the town; be wanted to be richer, but instead—well, just about the time your father finished building next door we found w hadn't any thing. People say that, sometimes, meaning that they haven't anything in comparison with other people of their own kind, but we really hadn't any thing—we hadn't anything at all, Bibbs'. And we couldn't do anything. You might wonder why I didn't 'try to be a stenographer'—and 1 wonder my self why, when a family loses its money, people always say the daugh ters 'ought to go and be stenographers.' It's curious!—as If a wave of the hand made you into a stenographer. No, I'd been raised to be either married com fortably or a well-to-do old maid, if 1 chose not to marry. The poverty came on slowly. Bibbs, but at last it was all there—and I didn't know how to be a stenographer. 1 didn't know how to be anything except a well-to-do old maid or somebody's wife—and couldn't bo a well-to-do old maid. Then, Bibbs, 1 did what I'd been raised to know bow to do. 1 went out to be 1 did It 1 fascinating and be married, openly, at least, and with a kind of de cent honesty. I told your brother I had meant to fascinate him and that I was not In love with hlm, but 1 let him think that perhaps 1 meant to marry hlm. I think I did mean to marry him. I had never cared for anybody, and 1 thought it might be there really wasn't anything more than a kind of exolted fondness. I can't be sure, but 1 think that though I did mean to marry him I never should have done it, because that sort of a marriage is—it's sacri lege—something would have stopped me. Something did stop me; It was your sister-in-law, Sibyl. She meant no harm—but she was horrible, and she put what I was doing Into such horrible words—and they were the truth—oh! I saw myself! She was proposing a miserable compact with me—and I couldn't breathe the ai» of the same room with her, though I'd so cheapened myself she had a right to assume that I would. I left her, and I wrote to your brother —just a quick scrawl. I told him Just what I'd done; I asked his pardon, and I said I would not marry him. I post ed the letter, but he never got It. That was the afternoon he was killed. That's all. Bibbs. Now you know what I did —and you know—me!" She pressed her clenched hands tightly against her eyes, leaning far forward, her head bowed before him. But I couldn't! Bibbs had forgotten himself long ago; his heart broke for her. "Couldn't you— Isn't there— Won't you—" he stammered. "Mary, I'm going with fa ther. Isn't there some way you could use the money without—without—" She gave a choked little laugh. "Y'ou gave me something to live for, he said. "You kept me alive, I think— and I've hurt you like this!" "Nnt you—oh no!" "You could forgive me, Mary?" "Oh, a thousand times! hand went out in a faltering gesture, and just touched his own for an In stant. It In of to 1 I Her right "But there's nothing to for- give." "And'you can't—you can't—" "Can't what. Bibbs?" "Y'ou couldn't—" "Marry you?" she said for him. "Yes." "No, no, no!" She sprang up, facing him, and, without knowing what she did, she set her hands upon bis breast, pushing him back from her a little. can't, I can't! Don't you see?" "Mary—" "No. uo! And you must go now, Bibbs; I can't bear any more— please—" "Mary—" "Never, never, never!" she cried, a passion of tears. "You mustn't come any more. 1 can't see you, dear! Never, never, never!" Somehow, In helpless, stumbling obe- dience to her beseeching gesture, got himself to the door aud out of bouse. (To be Continued.) CELEBRATION IS GRAND SUCCESS (Continued from Page 1.) The accompaniment to Mrs. Woods was played by Mrs. D. E. Regan. It would be impossible to give list of all the hundreds of decorated autos in the parade, but the following is a partial list beginning with prize winners; Aesthetic class: 1st prize, The P. O. ladies' yellow and white car, 2nd prize, Mrs. E. Johnson's purple and white car, $5; 3rd, Knights of lumbus car, $5; 4th prize, Frank Magel auto, $5. Utility class; First, Sterling Cream ery, $10; second, E. Johnson's Moni tor, $5; Third, Consolidated Wagon Machine Co., $5; Fourth, Pleasure Producers' "Emancipation," $5. Preparedness class; First, Smock's "Not Prepared," $10; Second, boys in cart surrounding Uncle Patriotic class: Morningside club. $5. ASKED TO RETURN AND Fit FOR AMERICA ! S-ï A 1 $ ? V $ Tgfjll fc' j 1 4, ÊÊ mi &: HH m V. : m y. fil . / ■ M ai / * ■ ; * 1 y v i » & If ■k ■ 0: . 4 bp ■ s ha i > I if France in the Verdun section and who These are the American aviators who are now in the service have been asked to return and give their services to their own country in the trouble w i th Mexico. Humorous clas: Morningside club. Humorous class; Morningside club. non. Other appropriate floats were those of the Flower Photo: the Shamrock club; Studebakers; Macauley Broth ers; S. Hart; Hoosier Furniture com pany; the Consolidated Wagon & Ma chine company, and several rural clubs. The judges of the parade, autos and floats, were; C. H. bowman, Leo F. Bracken, H. R. Grant, Mrs. J. E. White and Mrs. J. R. Conway. Following the splendid patriotic parade came the circus procession with its wonderful chariots and couches, its fairy queens on match less steeds and its fierce animals of the jungle and desert, its clowns nad its bands ; a grand pageant. Then af ter the noon hour came the daylight fireworks, under the auspices of Fire Chief Carlson, the most wonderful of the kind ever seen in Twin Falls. In the meantime the boy scouts and campfire girls were giving free treats of ice cream to all the youngsters at the park, while the band played na tional airs in the park. This con tinued until 3 o'clock, when the crowd, or all of it that did not go to the cir cus or the theatres, adjourned to the ball park to see one of the most close ly contested games ever played in Idaho pulled off, marred, unfortunate ly, by misunderstanding, the only un fortunate occurrence of the day. Night came on and with the ap proach of darkness the night fire works illuminated the skies. A tower erected on the street near the court house was set on fire and in a mo ment the flames shot to the top, while simultaneously the fire company, in response to an alarm, came rushing to the scene, and extinguished the con ♦♦♦ I ♦> ? t X. ♦!♦ : ♦:♦ ♦:♦ : : V ♦:♦ : Our Platform ♦♦♦ X : TV ♦:♦ : ! v ♦♦♦ ♦!♦ 2 : % ♦!♦ stand on a platform of three solid planks-—Service, Greater Value Giving and Satisfaction. It has carried us to victory and suc cess year after year, because it is not a platform of promises but actual deeds. 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The success of the cele bration was in a great measure attri buted to the planning of the commit tee in charge and the faithful work of the subcommittees working with them. Especially praise is accorded E. L. Mac vicar, who supervised the affair in a general way and saw that things came out just right; to Mrs. Burton E. Morse, whose efforts along aesthetic lines in mapping out the details of the parade and in helping carry them out were invaluable; and to others who proved constant workers in the field. 100 yard dash for boys under 15 years—Cycil Boloiu, $4; Lloyd Carl son, $3; L. Ashton, $1. 50 yard dash for girls—Ella Swim, $4; Lillian Jensen, $3; Lola Mc Cracken, $1. 100 yard free-for-all— J. B. Musser, $10; J. E. Calvert. $5; L. Lee. $3. Three-legged race—O. and I. John son, $5; Dunn and Richard, $3; Mus ser and Lee, $] A fourth prize of $1 was given two boys, the Jarmon brothers, for entering the race. Sack race—Larwell Jarmon, $4; C. Jarmon, $2; B. Adams. $1. 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