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Copyrlrht by tba Bobba-Marrlll Co. WND Senrlca CHAPTER IX—Continued —ll Jerrold carefully assisted Prudence emd Jerry into the car and sat In the bbmt beside them, holding Jerry’s Uad. Jerrold would have considered It an ■dectatton to huve a chauffeur drive Ha about town, “able-bodied and In Uy right mind for the most part,” us he always said, but on rare and state eccasions like the present he had one •f the boys from the factory take them eat while he sat with the others in the tonneau of the limousine, rigidly erect and alert and always prepared far the worst. Jerry laughed at him. "Settle down, father, settle down,” she urged, snug gling her fingers closer Into his hand. , "We’il die together, en famine, that’s oae comfort. ’’ Jerry’s fingers were like Ice. But there ws« nothing of drooping sadness !■ her pose; rather with a strained alertness she remained stiffly upright, her eyes brilliant, her slender chin tilled to an unwontedly high degree. They knew everyone at the club house, and as they made their way to the table reserved for them In a far corner they were obliged to stop by many chairs for a laughing word with one and another. They saw Duane on the moment of their entrance. He was at a tatle with Irvin VVeatherby and his wife and Edith, the oldest of his three daughters. Happily, that table was not directly on the aisle they passed through. They lifted their hands to Jerry as she went by, nod ding. laughing, and Jerry swept them all In a quick, bright greeting, forming the words, “I'll see you later,” with her lips as she passed. Duane was amazed at the studied perfection of her manner, the abso lutely impersonal friendliness of her glance. **Let me get someone to sit with us." Jerrold suggested, as they reached their table. “I’m afraid we may seem dolL We should have made up a P«rty." Jerry put a pleading hand on his nrm. “No, father, please. I’d so much ‘ f rather be —Just by ourselves.” €■ don’t want him to think you—we —I don’t want anyone to think—any thing.’’ Jerrold floundered for words. In his partisanship af Jerry, he would have no stranger, not Duane Allerton nor - any other, have a chance to suspect of any loneliness or subject to any alight. Jerry smiled gratefully for his con cern as she slipped prettily Into her chair. She shook her head. “You certainly are a sweet old thing, father. But I am not trying to Impress him. I don’t care to make him jealous. I don’t want to try any childish bluff ing. I just feel like having you and mother. So why bother?” For at least the thousandth time In his life Jerrold told himself proudly that Jerry was a little brick. She looked about the great room with her usual air of friendly interest, nodded to her friends here and there, chatted a little with those near her, and dis cussed the gowns, complexions and coiffures of the other women with her mother. Bhe even mnde a brave pre tense of eating her dinner as It was placed before her. But when once In a while her flagers touched her father’s hand, tl.v.* Icy chill of them cut him like a flash. At first, in his loyalty to her, L* would not even look across to the Weatherty table after that first greet ing as they entered the room. But Anally, when he realized that Jerry had herself perfectly In hand and needed no anxiety of his, he turned that way. Duane’s eyes, smoldering, aomber, were fixed upon her lovely profile, the cloudy blackness of her dark hair, the creamy whiteness of her throat and the shoulder half turned from him. Jerrold could not withhold a friend ly, sympathetic smile, and Dunne re sponded with o grateful, unsmiling . nod. “Any fool could see what's In his mind," Jerrold thought “The whole town will be buzzing with It now.” When they went Into the ballroom the orchestra waa pluylng. They found it pleasant place for Prudence to ait, and Jerry danced with her father. Then she danced with young Doctor Morse, and then with Newton Mackiln. each time returning to her place beside her mother. It wis after the third dance, when Duane had per (gstnseal Ills duty as guest to his hostess •nd to Bdltli and had sat out a stupid issrr with old ilr. Weatherby, that Im excused himself with stumbling wolds* and with stubborn determlna tint, with trepidation in tils heart, he turned hb seeps toward Jerry. They saw him coming. Jerrold's pleasant smile froze upon his features, aind he toyed nervously with the nur vow chain at his watch. Prudence Md her breuth. Only Jerry kept up that light, bright chatter, although her ( Angara shook. Duane continued dog leg*? inward her, til* eyes upon the flOiMdjr blackness of her hair. Jmwld spoke quickly as ht drew ton* holding out bis hand. His voice wm van friendly. By ETHEL HUESTON **Oh, hello, Duane. How do you like the Middle West at its very wicked est ?” “Oh very much, sir. thank you.” Duane clung to his hand like u man drowning, but Jerrold passed him on, perforce, to Prudence. “You’ve met my wife, I know—" “Oh, yes, Mrs. Harmer. But it seems a very long time. It Is very good to see you again.” Prudence lifted her’hand, lifted both hands, greeted him with u warm, almost foolish effusiveness, but she could not postpone the inevitable. He looked teyond her to Jerry. “G —good evening.” he said lamely, and his eyes were riveted to the haughty lift of her chin. Jerry smiled. Mindful of the eyes of the friendly, always Interested home town, she lifted a slender, Ice-cold hand and dropped It for a moment In his. She caught her breath at the sud den contact. If he retained It, if he drew It warmly Into his, caressed It, as he had done In the studio that un forgotten and unforgettable night, she knew she could not withstand the tenderness of his touch. Duane held it barely a second longer than Is al lowed by a strict convention, and re leased It slowly. “W—will you sit down?" she of fered generously, in gratitude for his relinquishment. The way he dropped Into a chair beside her gave somehow the Impreci sion of a ship tossed In a stormy sea, suddenly and surprisingly finding that Its anchor held. “Oh, mother, look!" said Jerry brightly. “There’s Judge Harris and his new little wife from California." She explained to Dunne: “Judge Har ris Is one of the city pillars, has been “Jerry 1 You Beautiful Thing." for centuries, It seems. And a tew weeks ugo he umazed everybody by marrying a seventeen-year-old girl on the (Joust. Naturally he is our chief subject of gossip. She Is pretty, Isn’t she? Perhaps people will think she Is only his daughter.” Duane professed a tremendous In terest in the wild marriage of the old Judge, and the four of them discussed It down to the minutest detail, until the subject sank of Its own weight and died awuy. There was an awkward Interval. “Will you dance, Mrs. Harmer?’’ Prudence stood up ut once. “I’d love to," she declared, quite us If she meant It. Then Jerry laughed. She touched her hand to Duane's arm. "Let me warn you! Mother cannot dance. She Is likely to do perfectly terrible things on the floor. Father and 1 have been teaching her to dance for twenty years, and she can’t do It yet 1 She’s only trying to be polite to you." “Oh. Jerry,'' protested Prudence, blushing. “Sometimes I am sure 1 get ulong quite nicely." “I nin not u bit alarmed,” Duane assured her. And then to Jerry, very pleadingly. "Please wait." Prudence had a little difficulty get ting the step at first. "Is—ls It a waltz?" she asked* apologetically. “I never can tell the silly things apart." He laughed ut her confusion. “It's a fox-trot. Never mind. We’ll get on finely, I know. Just walk. Why. your daughter was very unjust to you—you dance famously! And idl my fears were groundless." Pruoence was In n desperate quan dary. She so wanted to he pleusant to the poor toy, but when she talked she always lost the step. She danced conscientiously half-way around the room, before she spoke. "I uni so glud to see you again, Mr. Allerton. I—l wish things were a little different. I know we should be very good friends —if we had a chance." "Would yon mind—l suppose you would rather not call me- Duane," he said hopefully yet diffidently. *Td love to. It la ■ nice name, isn’t It? And Jerrold and I always speak of you as Duane —when we are alone." Duane smiled a little ruefully at that. “Your husband is wonderful to me,” he suld. “I never met anyone like him before. He —he Is Just fine." “Yes, Isn’t he? I knew you would like him.” Duane patiently helped her back Into the rhythm, and when they were dancing smoothly again, unable to re sist his great desire to talk, of Jerry, he said: “She Is so beautiful, Isn’t she? She seems lovelier every time I see her." “Yes, she Is a beautiful girl. Every one says so." “She always seems so—well poised— so sophisticated. She Is always sure of herself, never perturbed. Sophis ticated, that Is the word for It. That was what deceived me about her at first.” "Yes, she looks sophisticated, but really she Is the most Innocent and artless thing imaginable. You’d be surprised." “Yes. I was." “Girls are like that now. They get that air of advanced maturity when they are no more than children. They tnlk of the most Intimate and —secret —things In the most outspoken man ner. And ’they don’t really know what they are talking qbout! They pick up a lot of superficial expressions from the books they read, from plays, from movies—they think it is quite clever to repeat what they hear — clever and Just n bit shocking. At heart they are Just as Innocent us we were when we were young. But they sound—oh, so very much worse! If the twins had talked the way girls do now—well, I should probably have spanked them." “I don’t think the 'others are like Jerry, though—such an air of assur ance, and such artless Innocence le neath It." “Oh, yes, Duane, most young girls are like that in the beginning. And men never understand It. They think girls really know and understand the things they talk about so rreely. They don’t at all. And so quite Innocently they lead them on and on—" “And whose fault, Mrs. Harmer, In the end? It was mine, I know, In our case. But I was sure she wus—play ing the game. I never dreamed of unything else. The way slue looked, the way she talked —” “Why, Duane, I’ve heard those girls. Jerry and her friends, sny things to each other, discuss things, that hon estly I should not dream o' saying to one of my Hsters —even to Jerrold! They don’t know what they’re talking about, I tell you. They think It’s smart to appear sophisticated and blase — and at heart they ure children. Oh, after a while they learn —but they haven’t yet. Isn’t it too bud that men don’t understand them—as their moth ers do?" When they returned to Jerrold and Jerry, who were waiting for them, Prudence said brightly: “Now, you see, Jerry, I did very well, after all l I was only out of step a time or two, wnsn’t I, Dun—Mr. Allerton? And we tulked all the time, and you know usuully 1 can't talk when I’m dancing. I think ! may learn after all —In time." Others came up, Joined the little group, chatted a while and drifted on. When the music began again Dunn? turned to Jerry. “W—will you dance?" "Yes," she answered briefly. When they had moved away, Jerrold turned to Prudence. “She can say what she likes, and you may believe it if you want to. But Jerry wanted to dance with him. Half a dozen boys came up and asked her to dance, and she made excuses every time. she was Just waiting for him to come back." Prudence smiled at his stupidity und suld nothing. Jerry and Duane had (lanced the full length of the room without a word between them. "Jerry,” be said at last, very softly. "I realize, of course, that you wore this gown mostly In defiance, hut 1 hope it was Just a little bit for remem brance too." "Mr. Allerton, pleuse—" "Duane," he Interrupted. "You cuiled me Duane in New York that night." She lifted a slender shoulder, aban doned the use of the nuiue entirely. "I would not for the world humiliate you before other people. But you must help me. They know I met you In New York —they are watching us to gether. Make It easy for me, won't you? Stay uway from me. Talk to others—" "Jerry, how can you ask me to sec anyone else when you are here?" "Oh, please don’t 1" They danced for a while in silence. "Jerry! Waa it a little for remum l ranee?” "Mr. Allerton, I ask you to help me. I am trying so hard to lei things go off —nicely—so no one will suspect —anything. Don’t make It harder for me than It Is already." "But, Jerry, if you would only let THE COSTILLA COUNTY DEMOCRAT me talk to you—Just once—let me tell you—let me expluln—.»• "There isn’t a thing in the world to tell me, a thing In the world to’ex plain. I understand you perfectly— now. And I am not such a fool us to think you don’t understand me as well. I know you do." And then she added bitterly, “With the experience you’ve hud.” His eyes contracted sharply at the cruelty of her words. “You didn’t need to turn the knife, Jerry. The first cut was shurp enough." Aguin they dunced In silence. “Jerry, I love you, Doesn’t that make any difference?” "No. If you love me—lt does not make any difference." After a long interval he said, very softly: “Jerry, tell me, when you are with me—like this—doesn’t It make you think a little bit—of that night In the studio? You were so sweet, Jerry. You were the loveliest thing I ever suw. I shall never forget the feeling I had when you first looked up at me— the flame-colored gown—your cloudy black hair—and, most <>f all, that brave, glue, brightness in your eyes. Oh. Jerry, It was » wonderful night— you can’t deny that—lt was a beau tiful night—you can’t—” “Don’t do that!’’ Jerry’s voice was very low, very Intense. “Don’t! I urn trying—so hard—to let things go— When you talk to me—like that—l’ve Just got to be insulting to you to— keep—" ‘‘To keep from loving me. Jerry,” he finished, when her voice faltered. Jerry lifted her misty blue eyes un der the shadowing fringe of the durk lashes, looked at him, directly, very frankly, and answered surprisingly: "Yes.” “Oh, Jerry,” he pleaded. “You love me ulready. _ You can’t put me off any longer, you—" A slight, almost imperceptible move ment, and Jerry was free of his arm. She called softly across to Newton Macklin, standing near them: “Oh, Newton, we have been looking everywhere for yon." When he had Joined them she slipped her fingers in .his arm. She looked at Duane with Ice-cold eyes, and smiled, with Ice cold lips. “It was a wonderful dance, Mr. Allerton. Will you tell mother 1 am going with Newton to find Itae Forsythe, and that 1 shall stay with the girls for u while? Thank you so much.” Duane merely bowed, said nothing, and turned away, "Newton,” Jerry whispered fnlntly, T feel sick. Will you take me home? Mother Is having loch a nice time I dou’t want to bother her. Will you take me home, and then come back and tell her luttron?” CHJ fTEfc x Jerry’* Plaything In the first week!of December there was a heavy Middle West blizzard, and for two days the city cowered under stinging winds and cutting sleet. After that came a stil., biting cold, that warmed gradually to a blanketing snowfall. And on the fifth day when the streets were packed to a slick but solid bottom, Jerry, unable to endure the brooding loneliness of her thoughts any longer, got out the roadster and went for a careful ice-cold ride be tween fields of dazzling whiteness, along roadways Hanked with snow bowed trees. It was late In the afternoon when she turned back. As she drove through town, at the corner of Sixth and Lo cust streets she was held up by the traffic officer, standing foremost of the cars awaiting his signal. Jerry wait ed, as always, with alert eyes on the officer’s hand, her foot poised for a sharp pressure on the gas throttle to make the quick get-away on which she prided herself, when the tide of the traffic was turned. “Jerry! You beautiful thing!” The half-tender, half-mocking voice was directly beside her. Jerry caught her breath. She did not tun her head, did not waver her Intent gaze upon the detaining officer. She 4cnew without looking that be was close to the cur, leaning toward her, his chin grimly set. his eyes unsmiling. Jerry knew she could endure no more. In that moment she received the sig nal. She (long the car Into gear, pressed hard upon the throttle, and the “Baby” gpnmg forward like a cata pult. Jerry beard a warning whistle from the officer to reprove her for her reckless speed, hut she did not pause nor look behind. She drove with i Tld, iron-set muscles up the heuutiful, glis tening avenue, and whirled Into the garage behind the house. Jerry hud reached the end of her resistance. As In her childish days she had struggled with the broken toy until convinced of her Impotence, so now she realized the Ineffectiveness of her struggle against the love of this man. She would leave p to Prudence und Jer rold. (TO UK CONTINUED.) Meerschaum Pipes Meerschauvi Is the name given to •>ne of the ilUnite* of mugnesium. It Is a mineral of white, creamy color, and receive* Its name from its appear once and the position In which it li sometimes found, suggesting that It was petrified foam from the sea. It Is obtained from various places, but the best quality comes from Asia Mi nor. Rich deposits of It exist at a place culled Sepetdje, about twenty miles from Esklcliehlr. It Is soft w hen dug, but becomes hard when dry. Most of It i* K ent tb Vienna, or waa before the ter, where it was made Into tohacce pipes, many of them highly urtlstic. Similar pipes are made In and Purls. The pipes ><re cut Into shape and afterward pol ished. Daddy's Evening Fairy Tale by MARY GRAHAM BONNER. WHITE MOUNTAIN GOATS “I’m sure I can’t help It, I’m sure I can’t,” said the White Mountain Goat to his neighbor. “What can’t you help?" asked his neighbor, another White Mountain Goat. “I can’t help It because I am dirty," said the White Mountain Goat. “As far as that Is concerned," said the neighbor White Mountain Goat, “I am no better. "I am dirty, too." “But doesn’t It seem a pity?" asked the White Mountain Goat. “It does,” said the neighbor, “but we can’t help It." / “Just what I said. Just what I snld,” remarked the White Mountain Goat. “We can’t help it," he repeated. “But It Is a disgrace to our family name. We are called the White Mountain Goat family, and outside our yard, here In the zoo, Is a sign which reads: “ ‘The White Mountain Goats.’ " "Well, we are White Mountain Goats," said the neighbor. “The sign Is nil right. There Is nothing the mat ter with It. The sign spenks the truth." “Of course,” said the White Moun tain Goat, “the sign Itself doesn’t spenk the truth. “The sign can’t speak, for that mat ter. But the truth has been written Neighbor White Mountain Goat. upon the sign—or in some way put up on the sign so it reads as It does. "Someone who knew what we were, put that upon the sign. It’s a fortu nate thing that they don’t let anyone write upon those signs, or print upon those signs. “There’d be some funny mistakes If that were the case. I’ve heard peo ple at the zoo make the most extraor dinary mistakes in animals. “I’ve heard a leopard called a tiger and a tiger called a leopard and I’ve even henrd a hippopotamus called a rhinoceros. “Yes, I’ve even heard that" “Well," said the neighbor, “I don’t suppose they would let any such Igno rant person put up the signs. “Then, too, visitors can’t be expected to know us righf away. It Is by com ing to see us, or by reading about us or by seeing our pictures that they get to know’ us. "They even make mistakes in each other. I’ve seen one person speak to another and have to explain who she was before the other remembered her. “And then the other person would say: “ ‘Of course, of course. You will for give me, won’t you? You see, my dear, I haven’t seen you In such a long time.’ ” “That Is so,” said the White Moun tain Goat, “hut of course, It Is harder, I should think, to tell one person from another than a rhinoceros from a hip popotamus. “But we don’t live up to the family name. We aren't white. We are quite soiled, quite. We are too active, we do too much." “Yes, that Is why we don’t keep white," said the neighbor, "hut In the spring when we shed our coats and are all dressed up for the summer we are white. Then we are worthy of the family name.” "True," said the White Mountain Goat, “hut It Isn't always the spring. The other day a child passed In front of our yard with another, nnd she said: " 'See, little sister, there Is a sign which says those animals are white .mountain gouts, but they're not very white-looking.’ "That made me very sod." "My dear White Mountain Goat, you mustn't be sad,” answered his neigh bor, "for we cannot help it as we have both agreed. If we could help It, it would be different and we would dis grace the family name. But It Is bet ter to grow n little dlrty-looklng aud keep busy than to be Idle and to look ns white ns jyiow —when snow Is white. Even snow gets dirty I" "That's so,” agreed Moun tain Goat. "Your words have cheered ine up a great deal. And now lam to be cheered still more." For Just them the keeper brought the goats their favorite meal of outs and clover. Puzzles Where does all the snuff go to? No one nose. • • • Why Is woman llko a stove? Often needs a new lid. 0 • • Why are hot biscuits like the srm? They rise in "yeaat" and aet b* hind the vest. • • • What has eyea yet cannot see? A potato, LATE EVENTS of Interest IN COLORADO Boulder. —A. E. Howe, president of the Boulder Chamber of Commerce and a leading businessman of this city, recently announced the decision of himself and a group of businessmen here to pledge a fund of $20,000 to fi nance the operations of the Boulder flour mill which has been closed since 1921. Denver. —Botulism, rare and dread disease resulting from poisoned food, caused the death of two persons, fa ther and daughter, at Rockvale, Colo 4, after their New Year dinner, and near ly cost the lives of three other mem bers of the same family, according to a report to Dr. Samuel McKelvey, sec retary of the State Board of Health. Denver. —Earl B. Darrow of Pueblo was re-elected president of the Colo: rado Association of Ice Cream Manu facturers for his third consecutive term at the final meeting of the organ ization’s annual three-day convention. M. N. Due of Grand Junction was re flected vice president, J. C. Nelson of Denver, treasurer, and David Thomas of Denver, secretary. Denver. —Following a conference held here between federal and state of ficials In Governor Morley’s office, the state formally dismissed the long fought suit which It had brought in 1922 against Roger W. Toll as superin tendent of the Rocky Mountain Nation al park in the Federal District Court, seeking to restrain the superintendent from enforcing federal control of state highways within the park. Supple mental to this action. Governor Mor ley agreed to submit to the next State Legislature a bill to cede to the feder al government all state highways with in the Rocky Mountain National park. Denver. —The Industrial Employ ment Survey report for Colorado, Just issued from the office of the U. S. Em ployment Service of the U. S. De- j partmont of Labor, states that In- ; creased activity and employment In j metal and coal mining and in some I manufacturing lines, has offset to I quite a little extent seasonal decreases I during December In activity and em- j ployment In agricultural, railroad and public improvement lines. There ex ists, however, more than an ample sup ply of all classes of labor, except for a moderate number of experienced metal miners and skilled mechanics for work in mining machinery and steel and iron plants. Coal mining continues particularly active In Trini dad, Walsenburg, Colorado Springs. Louisville and Routt county districts. Coal miners are steadily employed and are Jn strong demand in Routt county. Oil field drilling operations In some of the oil districts are being interrupted to some extent by inclem ent, snowy weather. Ending of sugar beet harvesting and beet sugar manu facturing during December, caused the rolease of hundreds of seasonal field and factory workers; many of those released, however are finding employ ment in metal and coal mining, live stock* feeding, manufacturing plants and other work. Industrial activity and employment increased during Decem ber In many lines, particularly at plants manufacturing mining machin ery, Iron and stfe&l products, railroad equipment,* meat products, automobile accessories, rubber goods and confec tionery. Building was Interrupted somewhat by adverse weather but will continue active as weather conditions will permit. Building labor supply of all classes more than ample to fill re quirements. Railroad employment, which continued above normal during a greater part of December, has reced ed to the usual winter number of workers. Steamboat Springs.—Luther Garret, negro, who shot and killed Golden El lis, also colored, at Oak Creek, Nov. 22 last, was found guilty of second degree murder by a Jury In the District Court and sentenced by Judge Herrick to serve from twenty-five to forty years In the state penitentiary. Pueblo. —The strike on both local daily papers ended by a compromise. The new agreement provides for an increase of $1.50 a week, up to July 1, and then an additional increase of $3 a week. The agreement will he in ef fect for eighteen months Instead of a year. Tho printers wsre awarded $3 a week on a $4 demand at hearings held by the State industrial Relations Commission. Denver. —State Auditor Charles Da vis has distributed $507,204 to the counties as their share of the collec tions of state gasoline tax during the last half of 1925. The tax was dlstrlb-t uted for the maintenance of state high ways in proportion to the mileage of state highways in each county. 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