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MONDAY. NOVEMBER 2K. 1021
MAIN STREET
The Story of Carol Krnnicolt
BY NNCIAIR IJtWM
Cepjright, ItJt, Hxrrourt, Brace A Howe, Inc.
ironUiiui-tl From SalunU)) .
II
V'S, Kogsi t was mlllng upon Oar
•t. i»rot*eted l»v Aunt llfnli Sinnll
you heard about this awful
W*» n *" that a supposed to have r«m»
|»f" to do iii>'wni.,ktn| « Mm
fdiftwalte- awful peroglde blonde f
Daunts! Mr*. Hognrt. "They say
there s some of the awfullcst going*
9* at he r house mere bo> * 11 ixl oM
gr*f bended rip* sneaking In there
•venlng* and drinking ilcker ahd
gv»ry kind of going* on. W* women
Mfi't never realise the carnal
theughts In llw> hrtrta of mm I
f»ll you even tho | been acquainted
Mlh Will Kenmcott tlmrat since he
W » i«tr» boy, seem* Uk*. I
•luiitn't trust *v»n turn' Who
(jllnws what design in' women mlnlit
P»»pt him! « doctor,
wom*n rushln' In to see him
office and all! You know I
W' hint around, but haven't you
Ir that—" t
tarol wa« furious. "I don't pre
tM-l that Will has no fault*. Hut
W thing I d«> know- H*'a aa aim
yl» hearted about what you rail
%fcings-on' aa a bab*. And If he »v*r
auch a md dog aa to look at
Mother woman. I certainly hop* h*'d
pi'« spirit Mnuih to do th* tempt
M. unit not M coaxed Into it, u In
teeur depressing picture" 1
[ **Why, what a wk-k*<l thing to say.
■ol' He!" from Aunt Ressi*
I "No. 1 iriMn It! oh. of room* I
f#W't mean »r But— I know every
ittw»rht In his head an well that be
•nuldn't hide anything even If h»
finlrt to. Now this morning— He
E«U! late, last night: he had to «ro
Mrs perry, who I* ailing. and
fix a man's hand, and thl*
)lag h* y«< so quiet and
Nhoowhtful at br*nkfa*t and —** Hh«
■unl forward, breathed dramatical
|r to th* two perched harpies. "What
■MP*! suppose he wan thinking of r'
■ what*" trembled Mr*, tti-s.ii t.
R l "Whether th* gras* ne«l« cutting.
Ptvtabh' 1 There, there' Don't mind
tst naught me** I have *om* fresh
■Wds raisin cookie* for you."
' CHAFTHR XXV I
I
Carol's liveliest Interest was In her
Walks with th* baby. Hugh wanted
tt know what the boxelrier tree said,
Md what the Ford garage said, and
tlhat the big cloud said, aad she told
Mkn. with a feeling that she was not
M th* least making up stories, but
IJbcoverlng th* sou la of things). They
MM an eepe-cUI fondness for the
IWchlnrpost In front oOthe mill. It
I*jjks a bl*>ern poet. etout and agree-
Mia; the smooth leg of It held the
rftnllght. while Its neck. grooved by
hMi-hing straps tickled one's fingers
jttrol had never been aWake to th*
'•rth except aa a ahow of changlag
#lnr and great Satisfying mas#**;
Me had lived in people aad In Ideas
tftout having Ideas: but Hugh's que*.
!|hk made her attentive to the wme-
Mm of sparrows, robins. blue >*ys,
MUpwhunmera. she regained her
Hmt* In the arching flight of
Bnnfows. and sdd*d Id II a anttei
MA* about their nest* and family
Bfrba forgot her seasons of bflr*
Mm. She said to Hugh, "We're two
Ht disreputable old minstrels roam
flb round the world." and he echoed
K. "Roamin" round roamln'
HL_y| '«
Btlm high adventure, the se« r»t
Hire to which they both fled jog,
Hsly, was th* house "of Miles and
Ha and Olaf Bjornstam.
■ Ksnrticott steadily disapproved of
Ha Bjonutams Ha protested.
MVhat do you want to talk to that
Hank for"" He kjnted that a for-
Her "Swede hired girl" w»s low com
K ny for the con of Dr. Will Kennl
El. Hhe did not explain She did
KS quite understand It herself; and
H not know that in the Bjornstam*
K found her friends, her club, her
BLfalhy, and her nlKii of blessed
For a time the iroswip of
Hsydock and the Jolly P»v.
Hmi had been a refuge from the
Kflstng Aunt Beaale. but the relief
WBf not continued. Th* young
Matron* male her nervous. They
F&lked so loud, a (Ways so loud They
Mpied a room with clashing cackles
Melr Jests afld gags they repeated
2n* times over. Unconsciously, she
iMd discarded the Joßy Seventeen.
duy Pollock. Vlda. and every one
AOVBHtURE-S
OP- THfr TWINS
W Ctiv* Rabutr Barton
"THE BVSY feROWNIES"
There no* a queer little doorway thru u'hich tlroivities
vere pfinsing and carrying great sack* on their little bent
thouldern.
nm Plm led ??ani-y and Nick thni
the glittering, ahinlng chamber* of
the Ijm'l of I'ndenwaUi, explaining
thinf* to them a* they went. There
was * queer little d'orway thnj
• bi<-h Brownie* were panalng and
•mrytng great aaeka on their little
bent »houlder». I'irn Plm x.iid that
wait tlio underground way to all thj
g&rden* in the world, and that the
Brownlea were parking the root* of
the. roue bu*heit with Warm itw* to
keep them from freezing thru the
winter.
Then they went on a diwt&nce fur
ther, looking thl* wily and that ml
the wonderful thing* they m*.
The Twlrw had never m-<-n no many
glow worm* or fire file* or glimmer
ing beetle* in their llvea, each one
of . them doing hi* lient to light up
the cryatal cavern* of the Brownie*.
After while they paan*d another
door, and thru thl* one, too. Brown
ie* were hurrying and carrying
Miang* burden*. "Thi*t," fluted
sav* Mis l»r. West lake and the
friends wlipin all* did not viearly j
know aa friends -lhe Hjornst-im*
To Hugh, the lied Swede w.»» lhe
moat heroic and powerful |ier«on in
the world. With unrestrained adora
tlon he trotted after whll* Miles fed j
the t'oWa, rha*e<| his nn* pig- UB
animal of lax and migratory in 1
stlncls or dramatically alaughtered
« chicken And to Hugh, tilaf was
lord among mortal men, leas alal
aart than the old monarrh. King
Milea, but more understanding of the
relation* and valuea of things, of
small sticks, lone playing cartta. and :
Irretrievably injured hoops.
Carol saw, tho she did not admit.
Ihat olaf wa* not only more beau
tlful than her own dark child, but
mote gracious olaf was a Nora*
chieftain: straight. aunny haired.
Urge limbed, reaplendentiy amiable
to hia subjects Hugh was a vul
garian; a bustling business man. It
wa* Hugh that bounced and said
"Ul« play." Olaf that Opened
luminous blue eye* and agreed "All
tight,** In cond esc ending gentletieaa.
If Hugh batted him—and Hugh did
b,tl him Olaf Waa unafraid but
slicked. In magnificent solitude he
marshsd toward ths house, whll*
Hugh bewailed his sin and ths over
clouding of august favor
The two friend* played with an
Imperial chariot which Mile* had
made out of a starch box and four
re<J spools; together Ihey stuck
switches into a mousS hole. with vast
satisfaction tho entirely without
known results.
Boa. the chubby and humming
Ilea. Impartially gave cookies and
Hooldlngs to both children, and If
t'arol refused a cup of coffee and a
of buttered knackebrod. she
was desolated
Miles had done well Willi hi* dairy.
He had six cows, two hundred chick
ens. a cream separator, a Ford truck
| In the spring he had built a two
ns<m addition to his shack. That
Illustrious building was to Hugh a
cMrnival Uncle Miles did the ntokt
spectacular, unexpected things: ran
up the ladder, stood on lhe ridge,
pole, waving a hammer and singing
something about "To arms, my eltt
xena." nailed shingles faster than
Aunt Bessie could Iron hanrtker
chiefs: and lifted a two by six With
Hugh riding on one end and Olaf
'on the other, t'ncls Miles' moet ec
static trick was to make figures, not
!on istper hut right on a new pine
t board, with th* broadest, softest pen.
!dl In ths world There was a thing
j worth seeing!
The toots! In hi* office Father
hsd tools fascinating In their shlnl
ne*a and cuHou* shapes, but they
wers sharp, they wrr* something
ciflie.l sterilised, and Vh*y distinctly
were not for boy* to touch. In fact
It wus a good dodg* to volunteer "I
must not touch." wbrn you looked
st the tools on the glass shelves In
Father's office. Ilut Wide Mile*,
who was a person altogether superior
I to Father, Ist you handle all his kit
: except the asws. There waa a ham
mer with a silver head; there was a
metal thing like a big L. there was
a nsagtr instrument, very precious,
mad* out of costly red wood and
(Old, With a tubs Which contained a
drop no. It wasn't a drop. It was
a nothing, which lived In the water,
i but the nothing looked like a drop,
-md it ran In a frightened way up
and down ths tube, no matter how
cautiously you tilled the magic In
strument. And there were nail*,
very different and clever—big val
tant spikes, middle slaed on»» which
were not very Interesting, and
shlnglenalls much jollier thsn the
fussed up fairies In ths yellow book.
II
While hs hsd worked on the sddl
tlon Miles had talked frankly to
Carol. He admitted now that so long
a* he stayed In Oopher Prairie he
woaM remain a pariah Ilea's Luth '
*ran friends were s* murll offended
by his * gnostic gibe* ss the mer
chants by his radicalism. "And I
can't seem to keep my mouth shut.
I think I'm being a baa lamb, and
not springing any theories wilder
than 'c-a-t spells cat.' but when folks
have gon*. I re'llxe I've been step
ping on their pet religious corns. Oh.
j the mill foreman keeps dropping In.
and thst Danish shoemaker, and one
fellow from Rider's factory, and a
few Hvenskas.' but you know fie: big
Pim Pirn, "i* our aerret paawvire to
Dreamland, where many of the anl
tnala go In winter. Of courae the
creature* never mjapeit It, hut
Brownleg put hlanketa and warm
comflea over them while they're
wnoozlng away in their hole*. Mr.
Ground Hog liaan't the leiiat Idea of
it, of courae; think* he'* fattened
up on inrn and hiia grown enough
fuzzy wool all over him to keep him
warm all winter, hut he couldn't
keep warm enough on nlghtn when
the thermometer la 40 degire* he.
low *ero. If my Brownie* didn't
tuck him In and 'round about With
their nice little blanket*. They are
atoring away a lot of new Hlanketa
In underground cupboard* now. That
I* wh;it they are carrying every
alze from thoae for wee Mr Meadow
Moit*e to the big one* for the liear*.
The Twin* thought It very Inter
esting They had never known l>e
fore how very tlteful Brownlea were.
(To He Continued)
(Copyright, 1(21, by Healtla .HUH
-DOINGS OF THE DUFFS
FRECKLES AND lIIS FRIENDS
H'»*l ;ie.irie«i wench like Iw w.tnta a
lot of folk* around— Ilk'* to Mni over
nm—huer iwtlannl unleaa *lv-» tir
ing her«Wf out making «>ffW) for
Homebody.
•*t»nie ahe kidnaped me and drug
iif to the M><th<Hli«t Church, I *""H
In. plou* m* Widow llognrt, and mil
Mill »n>l wv«r crack* a amile ■hn»
the preacher la favoring u« with hia
intalnforuwtlon on evolution. But
.tflerwnrda, when -the «UI atiilwut*
ware pumphaiidllng everylaidy at Ihe
(lo<>r and calling em itrothw' and
•.Slater,' they tat ma mil right by
with nary » clinch. They figure I'm
Ihe town badraan Al»ay» will b«,
t Kuan*. It'll have to ha Olaf who
ItOc* on. And aometlmaa— Rltm«4
If I don't faal Ilka coming out and
aaylng. 'l've been ronaervalWa.
Nothing to H. Now I'm Irolng to
atort ~>meth!ng In theae rotten one
horae lumber ramp* weat of town '
But Rr'i |oi ma hypnotised.
Mr* Kennlcott. do you re'lua what
n jolly. mjuare, faithful woman alia
la? And ! lova Olaf — Oh Well, I
won't to (nd gel aentimrntil on you
'•Couraa I'H had thought# of [Mill
Inn up *takea and Mm Weat M.ivhe
If I hay d'dn't know it beforehand,
thay wouldn't find out I'd <wt been
guilty of tryln(r to think for myaalf.
Hut -oh I'va artrV. .1 hard, and huilt
up thla dairy buaineaa, and. I K«l»
to atart all oyar again, and move
Ha and tha kid Into another oM- room
fha.-k That'* how thay Krt ua' Kb
i courage ut to ha thrifty and own our
own houaaa, and than, by (oily,
they've got ua; thay khow wt won't
•Ure rl*k everything hy rommlttlng
|a» what la It? lat n»**«ly* I
main thay know wa won't he lilntlnu
around that If wa had » »-6>WalN
hank we muld get *l>nir without
Htowhody Watt - A» lon* a* I ran;
ait and play pinochle with and
te|| whopper* to olaf about hi* dad
dy'a advanturea In the wood*. and
how ha ana red a wtfpalonaie and
knew Paul Runyan. why. I don't
mtnd helynt a hum Ifa Juat for theirf"
that I mtnd Stay' Wa*! rwm't Ahla
par a Word to He. but when I t'l
thl* addition, U<n «oln* to buy bar
a phonoßraph
• Ha did.
While aha wti btiay W«h tha a«v
tiyttlea her work hungry iflu» lea
fotind waahlng. Ironing. mending,
haw mg. duatlng. praaerrlna. pluck
Ing a chfken. painting the «lnk.
tank* which, becanae ahe waa Mile**
full partner, ware exciting and cre
ative- He* ll*ten»l to the phono
gr»ph record* with rapture UJte that
of catlla to a wartn atahle. The addi
tion gave her a kitchen with a bed
room atmva. The orlirtnal ona room
a hack wa* now a living room. With
a phonngraph, a genuine leather up
hol«ter«*l golden-oak rocker, and a
picture of Governor John Johnaon
In lAte July Carol went to the
HJornrtam*' de*lrou* of n chance to
cxprea* her opttilon of lie.. ver« and
Calibree* and Joralemon*. She found
Olaf abed, reatlea* from a alight fe
ver. and Ran fluohed and dixay but
trying »o keep up her work. Bhe
lur»d Mile* aalde and worried:
"They dort't |(>ok at all well
What'* the matter?"
"Their «tom»rh* are out of whack.
I wanted to raitl In I**! Kennlcott,
hut He think* the doc dtwan't like «a
-_#ho thinks maybe he* ""f becauw
you eonwt down here. Hut Irn
tin* worried"
-I'm going to <*» »b« doctor at
once"
flh* ynimNl over OlAf. Ill* lam
fy#>* were atUpld. bi moußwli ho
rubbed hla forehead.
"Have lh«y been adtlßK aomethln*
that'a been bad for them?" *h« flut-
MtM to HIIm.
"Might t*> hum water. I'll tell
you YVe u*ed to get our »at*r *'
f >«< ;ir Eklund'a place, over acroiia the
*treet hut Oac*r k«"pt dinging at me,
iind hinting I w«« » tightwad not
to dig 11 well of my own One time
be Mild. 'Pure, you *oclnll*la ore
great on divvying up other folk* -
money and wat.r" I know If he
kept It up thera'd he a fuaa, and I
nipt cafe to hava around, onre a
fuel at art*: I'm llk«-ly to fdrget my
«elf and let loowe with a punch In the
ultoot I offered to pav Oaci.r hut he
rafuaed he'd rather have the chance
lo kid me Ho I atari* getting water
down at Mr*. Fageroa'. In the ho|.
low there, and I don't believe It'a
teal ROO<) Figuring to dig niy own
well thl* fall."
Onn scarlet word win before fur
ol'a eyc« while ahe listened. She
fled to Kennlcott'a office He grave
lv heard her out, nodded, *nld, "tie
right over."
He examined Hen and filaf He
*hook hi* head. "Yea. l»ok« to me
like typhoid "
"'Jolly. I've peen typhoid In lum
ber camp*." groaned Mile*, nil the
xtrcngth dripping out of him. "Have
they got It very bad?"
"Oh we'll take Rood care of them."
said Kennlcott. »nd for the flr*t time
in their acnualnHnea he atnlled on
Ml'e* and da oped hla ahoulder
"Won't you need * uurac?" do
THE SEATTLE STAR
EVERETT TRUE
•3ffiorrf%c>k^
How Mr. Jonea touched aa he
recalled th# scene of ttiat hunting
•crapo 40 years ago.
"Now tli« funniest thing of all
la yet to coins," he said, still
chuckling over hla memories.
"There we were with two per
fectly good guns which w« knew
how to Use. and l*>lh of us were
experienced hunters and knew
each other from many auch trips
together, lait we were so abso
lutely dazed by having the deer
leap ovef our heads that we had
for thn lima lost our wlta, 1
think.
"Aa I told you. Hot. knocked me
down and took my gun away from
me and shot the deer, but the
deer was fur out from shore.
"This fact, however, meant
nothing to Hob: he was after that
deer which we had falhrd to heud
off nt our appointed stations,
and, paying no nttermon to the
Unit which waa rlnht beside him,
lie plumper! Ihto the Icy water
and went after the deer.
"Yes, he got thn deer, and we
got wifely home and hail our deer
manded Carol.
"Why •" To Mllea, Kennloott
hinted, "Couldn't you get Ilea'*
cousin, Tina?"
"Hlic's down at the old folks', In
the country."
"Then let me do It!" Carol Insist
ed. "They need some one to cook
for them, and Isn't It good lo give
them sponge hatha, In typhoid'.'"
"Yes. All right." Kennloott was
automatic; he wa* the official, the
physician. "1 guess probably It
would b« hard to get a nurse here
In town Just now, Mrs. Htlver I*
bU'«y with an obstetrical case, and
that town nurse of yours is off on
vacation, ain't she? All right, UJortv
M lam oau spell you at uIgUL"
NAIK*! ★
I'uge .*>.'l2
FORTY YttARN Alio
(Chapter 4)
meat for Thanksgiving as w*
planned, but It waa an unusual ex
perience for t'uget Hound hoya,
the atorm. and our own befuddle
m« nt and all."
"Were you veiT little boya or
pretty big like Davie7" I'eggy
asked.
"Why, hlena your heart, child,"
Mr. Jones laughed. "I wasn't lit
tle at all. t was teaching A
Seattle school.
"Ry the way, that Is one of the
oldest schools In the city and It Is
still standing. It has other frame
buildings about It now. but you
can see It any day If you drive
past Sixth and Main sta.
•"Ttinre Is one school a year
older than that one still standing
on the corner of Third ave. and
Vine St. Therci were nine teach
ers In Seattle when I !>egnn to
teach.
"I recall one little atory you
might like lo hear connected with
that Main St. school."
(To lie Continued)
All week, from eight nach morn
ing till midnight, Carol fed them,
bathed tbelli, smoothed sheet*, took
temiieratures. Miles refused to let
her cook. Terrified, pallid, noise
leas In stocking feet, he did the
kitchen work and tho sweeping, his
big red hands awkwardly careful.
Kennlcntt came In three times a
day, unchangingly tender nnd hope
ful In the sick room, evenly polite
to Miles.
Carol understood how great was
her love for her friends It bore her
thru: It made her arm atendy and
tireless to bathe them. What ex
hausted her km the sight of Boa
and Olaf turned Into flaccid Invalids,
uncomfortably fluahod uftur taking
It Depend* on Who Lavrjh* at the Table
Well, It Wan a Mean Triek
BY CON DO OUR BOARDING HOUSE
Confessions of. a Movie Star
CHAPTER XXII—COME INTO MY DREBSING ROOM
Iliw» Montilliin took me in hiutd
and taught me nil ahe knew RboUt
innkfiip. and It ts mora than tlio
othorn know altogether.
Anil she raved liecause she hadn't
huvhl me from the jealous cats.
"I saw you. dearie, and I meant
to wash your face, hut Henry came
along with one of hla tales of woe
and I had to listen In. You were on
the net when I gr>t rid of But
I grueita I < an show you a few maKe
up stunts the others haven't caught
on tor'
She waa true to her promise, and
for that I am always nlre to Mrs.
Henry 1-arktn.
Hut I often wonder why Mm.
Nandy hever let* # Hoar stay three
minutes alone with me !t'» a great
relief, one way, to have Polly Ander
son a tick around. When I'm alone
with Hose she Invariably brings up
McMaatrr'a name, she fairtv •••> ve*
a I-out hla generosity. But when Mm
Nahdy la among those present Hose
hever mentions him.
Dally Hose contributed a hit of ex
citement to the routine of my disus
ing room.
I've read a rood deal of nonsense
about the marvelous dressing rooms
food. hedging fur the hcallnc of sleep
at night.
DiirlnK 'hi* MCQmt wwk Olaf's
powerful legs were flabby. Spots of
a vtcloualjr delicate pink came out on
his chest and Hark. Hl* cheeks sank
lie looked frightened. His tongue
wif* brown and revolting His con
fident rolf» dwindled to a bewildered
murmur, cfanplwi and rarklng.
Ilea had flayed on her f>et trto
long nt the beginning. The momrnt
Ket\|ilrott hurt ordered her to bed
sho had begun lo collapse. One early
evening she startled them by scream
lh(r. In an Intense abdominal pain,
nnd within half tin hour she was In
a delirium. Till dawn Carol Vvas
wltli her. nttd not nil of flea's crop.
Ing thru the blackness of halfde
llrlnns pnln was so pitiful to Carol
hs the wiit In which Miles silently
peered Into the room from the top
of the narrow stairs. Carol slept
three hours next morning, nnd ran
bar-k. nen was altogether delirious
but she muttered nothing save,
"Olnf ve have such a good time •"
At ten, while Carol was preparing
an loi'baft In the kitchen, Miles rin
MWered a knock. At the front door
she saw Vldn Shenvln. Maud T>ver.
nrtd Mrs. SJlttrrel, wife or the Ftaptlst
pastor. Thev w»r carrying grnpes.
and womcnVmagnr.lnes, mfranrlnes
Willi hlgh-oolored picture* and op-
(Ospyrigfct, 1 HI. Seattle Btar)
of the famous movie stars. I've seen
imges of art which seemed to prove
that a studio dreaalng room la an
artistic combination of drawing
room, reception mo*n, dining room.
Imudolr and kitchenette. I've played
small parts In several studios, but I
never came across any such elegance
and conveniences as that.
I've discovered (that most dressing
rooms are as simple as my own.
Which looks like a private room in a
modern hospital It's a spacious
cement cell opening from a cement
hall. It's high and narrow, fire
proof and sanitary, with huge win
dows. v
the dressing tat>le'a gay cretonne
cover introduces a ilssh of color A
day-bed gnyly pillowed. Invites me to
relax ahd rest l«etween scenes. There
are two comfortable • chairs—and no
more—because It woiUd never do to
encourage visitors when 1 should be
recitperntlng.
Neither Is n star's dreaalnp room
a pfcice for a reception or a ten.
There is nothing superfluous, itoth-
Ing fii*?y. nothing unnecessarily
decorative about my own lielonglngs,
nor In the rooms of any of the^novle
tlmlntic fiction.
"We Just heard your wife was
sick. We've come to nee tf there
Isn't .something we con Jo," chir
ruped Virtu
Miles looked Steadily at the three
women. "You're too lnte. You can't
do nothing now. lien's always kind
of hoped that 5-011 folks would come
sec her She wanted to hnve a chance
and he friends. She used to alt wait-
Ink for somebody to knock. I've seen
her sitting here, waiting. Now—
oh. you ftlli't worth Ood damning."
He the door.
All *ay Carol watched Olaf's
slrength oo».ing Me was emaciated.
Ills ribs Were irrlm clear lines, his
skin was clammy, his pUise was
feeble but terrlfylngly rapid. It l>eat
—heat —beat In a drum-roll tif death.
l.ate that afternoon he sobbed, and
died. '
Ilea did not know It. She was de
lirious. Next morning, when she
went, she did hot know thAt Olaf
would no longer" swing his lath
sword on the door step, no longer
rule his subjects of ll>e cattle-yard:
that Miles' son would not go Kast
to college.
Miles, Carol, Kennicott were' si
lent. They washed the bodice to
gether, their eyes veiled.
"C.o home now and sleep. You're
I pretty tired. 1 can't ever pay you
PACE 11
BY MAMA'S
BY BLOSSER
BY AHERN
stars I know. Moat of then* wnHr
utrrritiouMy and for lontr-r hour*
th*n a conk. waitress, dreaamkker of
stenographer.
I suppose (hal onre lit a while a
girl may he cafried to fume by>. tha
jnagic carpet method, but I had to
( limb up by the difficult road of ex
ertion. I expect to stay up by tha
|amn method.
Sometimes I've heard of stars who
Uke their vanes and pillows as well
us their Jogs from location to loca
tion. but the 'only extra luggage t
cvVr wish onto "propa" Is a small
box of violin reotwds.
Never yet have I had to use sly
certno drops tt> register grief. I only
need to h«v<r certain violin recortlS
and my twtra flow naturally.
Once 1 was standing nutaida a set,
listening to the wall of Chopin's
funeral inarch, and waiting fbr ihjr
cue to rush on In a passion of teata,
rfhen I heard Dick talktiig to
Nandy.
"\Micked"' snld Pick, who deemed
to think I was so engrossed with JTiy
role that I couldn't heur iSn.
"Wicked!"
"My hunch, too." Nandy agreed.
(To Be CnntlnUod)
buck for what you done," Miles whis
pered to Carol.
"Yes. But I'll be back here to
morrow. (Jo with you to the fu
neral, " she said laboriously.
When the time for the funeral
came, Carol was In bed, collapsed.
She assumed that neighbor* would
go. They had not told her that word
of Miles' rebuff to Vida had spread
thru town, a cyclonic fury.
It was only by chance that, lean*
Ing on her elbow In bed. she glanced
thru the window and Raw the funeral
o( Hea and Olaf. There was nd mu
sic, no carriages. There was
Miles BJornstam, In his black wed
ding-suit. walking quite alone, he*d
down, behind the shabby liearse thnt
bore the bodies of hi* Wife and baby.
An hour after. Hugh came Into her
room crylnjr, and when she said ai
cheerily as ahe could, "What Is l(,
dear?" he besought, "Mummy, I
want to go play with Olat."
That afternoon Juanltn Haydork
dropped in to brighten Carol. She
said, "Too b:id about this Hea that
was yout- hired g!H. But I don't
waste any sympathy on that mall
of hers. Everybody says he drank
too much, and treated his family
awful, and that's how they got
sick."
(Continued Tomorrow)

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