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JACKSON COUNTY JOURNAL, SYLVA, N. C.
(bfinnmtiimiipnn iiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiTiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiinii ITiTiTI iTTi "mini lTTi iiniimmimiMi The .Thirte Commandment iiimitmmiiimiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiimiiiMiiiiiiimitiitiim CHAPTER XXI Continued. 14 "When I3a,rard opened the door Clay swept in like a March gale. He flung himself at Bayard and clenched his lbows in h hands and roared : "Bayard! Bayard! It's come! We're rich! We're made! Eureka! lneeda! Munitions! Wow I Listen! The other night while I was trailing a job in darkest New Jersey I ran a. toss a little clue, and a little man who told me a little secret. The Ger r.ans have teen getting ready for this tfar for yea"s, piling up guns and am munition for Der Tag. The other countries were caught only half ready. They have stopped the Germans on the Marne, but they've been using their shells at such a rate that the famine is near. Their only hope is to buy supplies of us. , They're going to dump enough contracts on this coun try to furnish about a million dollars to every citizen. Their agents are pussy-footing round to distribute con tracts quietly. "The Bethlehem Steel company has gathered in a big lot of them, and I had a tip that the stock was going to boom ; so are a lot of other stocks. I'd sell my right arm for a little cash. But there's no market for detached right arms, so I used mine to sign up a few little contracts for placing con tracts, and I've plucked them and brought them to you." He broke Into dance and whirled Bayard off his feet. Bayard tried to be patient. "That's all very Interesting, Clay, but take your delusions down to Bellevue, where they'll put you in the right cell. What can you or I do with ammuni tion contracts?" "Accept 'em, you blamed ijit ! Open up your old shut-up factory and get busy." "We have no machinery for making ammunition." "Get it, then, or adapt your ma chinery! They need millions of each article, for there are millions of men in the field using up what they've got so fast that it's only a matter of weeks before they'll be desperate." Bayard began to see the scheme also the obstacles. "But it takes money to make those things. Where will we get the cash for the pay rolls and the raw materials?" . "From the banks! The banks are bursting open with Idle money; it's rptting on their hands !" Bayard went aglow with the realiza tion of the opportunity. He began to tremble at the vision of the sudden avalanches of wealth pouring down the bleak mountains of despair. He could hear the roar of the Niagaras of gold. Daphne and Leila came rushing from concealment. Clay's beatitude was so complete that he forgot Ms re sentments and kissed them both. Bayard was frantic to be at work. He resolved to telephone the presi dent of his company at once and lay the matter before him. Leila cannily advised Bayard to grasp the whip hand of the situation and keep it. She began to dance about the room like a Miriam celebrating the passage of the Red sea. "The first thing we'll do," she said, "will be to get my jewelry out of the pawnshop and the second will be to buy some more. And, oh, the dresses ana tne Hats!" This asserted a sobering effect on Bayard. "No," he announced. "We've gone through hades once because I gambled away my reserves. This time I'm going to get a big reserve before I spend a cent. I'll never risk another ordeal like the one we've been through. No more fractures of the Thirteenth for me!" Leila laughed. Bayard went to the telephone to start the wheels of the factory in mo tion by summoning the president to council. He paused to ask: "He'll want to know who the foreign agent is you are dealing with? Or are there several? Who shall I say?" "Wetherell," said Clay. The great Skoda gun that suddenly one day dropped a monster shell in Dunkirk twenty miles off could hardly have caused more stupefaction than the name of Wetherell detonating in that room. Daphne snatched her hand from Clay's. Bayard sprang up so sharply that he almost threw Leila forward on her face. Instinctively he caught her by the arm and saved her from falling. But instantly he flung her arm from him in a gush of disgust. Clay gaped at the tableau in bewil derment. He had not dreamed that any of the three had ever heard of Wetherell. lie could not imagine the bitterness the name involved. "Will some kind friend please tell me what all the excitement is about?" This was not easy. Who wanted to tell Clay that Leila had just been ac cused of neglecting her husband and her own duties for the society of this very Wetherell? Leila herself was the one that told him. -nTm Jiere By(Iie" Lelia cooed and billed, "don't you think you've done enough? You've shown me that Kl tFUSt me and yu've ordered TthereU never to come near me acuin.. Isn't that enough without beg garing us all for spite? What eLse is it but cheap, nasty spite?" "It's a great deal more than spite," Bayard groaned. "Do you think I'll accept favors from a man who has been courting you and got caught at it? I'd rather starve!" "Well, I wouldn't!" Leila averred. "And I'm not going to starve. And I'm not going to let you commit hari kari on Wetherell's doorstep just to spite him. I tell you again, once for all, there was nothing wrong in Weth erell's behavior, absolutely nothing. It's outrageous that you should accuse me of such horrible things." So Bayard was coerced into having his life saved by his enemy. It was one thing, however, to consent to deal with Wetherell, and another to devise a tolerable reconciliation. "Well," Bayard sighed, "beggars can't be choosers. If I'd saved my money I shouldn't have to take Weth erell's money." Bayard called up the president of his company at the office. His oration made a huge success. Bayard began to smile to himself, to wink at the spectators, and finally to share in the apparent rapture of his distant ear-to-ear. The end of the matter was that when Bayard left the telephone he was a new man. He had cunningly raised his chief's hopes to the highest de gree, yet withheld the name of the English agent. He explained that he intended to take Leila's advice and use his knowledge as a lever for his own advancement and Clay's. Clay and Bayard sat down to make figures, and the talk grew too tech nical for the women to endure. After hearing the first music of Bayard and Clay chanting in hundreds of thou sands of dollars Daphne stole out un heeded and went up to her own room. Mr. Chivvis was sitting by a win dow in mournful idleness. Mrs. Chiv vis was stitching away at her em broidery. She was cheerful for her. She told Daphne that she had found a market for her needlework; the prices were poor but they were real. She advised Daphne to get to work with her. Daphne had not the courage to say that her brother and her betrothed were about to become plutocrats. She said only that she was very tired. And there is no more exhausting drain on the nerves than their 'response to unexpected good news. It is more fatiguing than bad. She was sur prised and shocked, too, to find how snobbish she was all of a sudden about the petty earnings of a Chivvis. CHAPTER XXII. In those days the United States of America suddenly woke to the fact that they could pull themselves out of bankruptcy by helping the benight ed states of Europe into it. There were sue'den geysers of for tune and sudden collapses of failure. As in bonanza times, many were ru ined, while the few prospered. But Clay and Bayard seemed to touch nothing that did not turn to gold. Bayard had gained immense prestige So Bayard Was Coerced Into Having His Life Saved by His Enemy. with his firm because of the huze orders he brought in. He took all the power that was accorded and grasped for more. His most reckless audacities were rewarded with suc cess. He rode a tidal wave and swam with it so well that all his progress seemed to be due to his own nnwpr. Bayard astounded Dutilh with the solution of that old account, and with a cash payment for npw c-nwnc in celebration of his new glory. He did not torget his own people. He tele graphed his mother a thousand dol lars and almost slew her with nmnzo- ment. He telegraphed his father sim ply the price of a railroad ticket to JNew lork and a peremptory sum mons to take the first train east When Daphne heard this she had to sit down to keep from falling down. Bayard resuscitated her with a check for a thousand dollars. It meant nothing more to her than abraca dabra. The whole incredible altera tion was a fairy story to her. She made a faint attempt to refuse the gift, but Bayard forced it back into her palm and closed her fingers on it. She repaid Bayard with kisses till she lost count and embraces till they both lost breath. Then she borrowed from him enough cash to pay her moss-grown bill with the Chivvises. Daphne could not wait for the ele vator. She ran up several flights of stairs, scratched the door with her palsied latchkey and flung herself Into Mrs. Chivvis' arms and kissed her even Mrs. Chivvis. Her apology was the money for the bill. She flaunt ed before her the check bearing the heavenly legend commanding the Fifth Avenue bank to "pay to Daphne Kip or order one thousand and no hun dredths dollars" on penalty of incur- ing the displeasure of "Bayard Kip." Mrs. Chivvis handled the parchment with reverence, and permitted her husband to touch it. It might have been one of the golden leaves of the sacred Book of Mormon, and she a sealed wife of Brigham himself. "What are you planning to do with all this?" she said at length. I don't know," said Daphne. "What would you suggest?" You were planning to go into busi ness. Why not use this as capital?" "Fine! What business ought I to start banking? or battleship build ing, or what?" "There's embroidery," said Mrs. Chivvis. Daphne had to guffaw at that Mrs. Chivvis did not laugh. "I mean it," she urged; "think it over." "All right, I'll think it over." The novelty of being rich lost its savor with Leila, and the monotony of being neglected began to prey upon her damask soul. She and DaDhne forgot their mutual grievances for their common grievance. "That's the trouble with these hus bands," Leila grumbled. "When they're in bad luck you can't lose 'em, and when they're in good you can't find 'em." "It's the same with fiances," said Daphne. Daphne had the worst of it, for Leila began to wander again, leaving Daphne to the society of Mrs. Chivvis, who kept urging her to invest her dwindling thousand before it was gone. But in the environs of noisy riches the schemes of Mrs. Chivvis de manded such prolonged labor for such minute profit that Daphne remained cold. She began to resent Clay's neglect morosely. The few attentions he paid her only insulted her ; his mind was so far away and his heart was all for his business. He was dazzled by the fierce white light of success, and he spoke to Daphne in a kind of drowsy hypno sis. And he spoke incessantly of the details of his business, or his gam blings. He could not see how deaf she was to the very vulgar fractions of his speculations, or the mad arith metic of his commissions. She yawned in his face when he grew eloquent on the dynamics of wealth, the higher philosophies or finance. And he never knew. He kissed her good-by as .if he were kissing a government bond, safe and quiet and all his own. After one of Clay's visits Mrs. Chiv Vis found Daphne in a brown study. Mrs. Chivvis explained her own af fairs; and Daphne was so exhausted with the sultry problems of love that Mrs. Chivvis' business gossip was com pletely refreshing. "I've been down to the Woman's ex change," she said, "trying to sell some of my needlework. They were very nice about it, but it means a terrible amount of labor for a pittance of money. You have to pay them so much a year for the privilege of put ting your things on sale there. Then they don't guarantee to return it in good condition, and they don't guaran tee to sell it ; or if they do they charge you 20 per cent for their end of it. "I couldn't see any profit in that, so I went to one of the jobbers. He said my style of work brought good prices in the big stores. But they won't pay him much and he'll pay me less. "I was thinking There's money in these things and in all sorts of needle things if you have a little capi tal." That's different." Said T)nrTirvo "And I've got some capital now. Do yon remember suggesting to me once that we might go into business to getheryou to furnish the trains and I the money?" "Oh, I didn't put it that way !" "Anyway, it's true. Well, would you?" "Land's sake! if you're a mind to furnish the money and the ideas and let me count the pennies, I'd like noth ing better." "Great! What could we go into?" "What would you prefer?" "Oh. any old business that will keep me busy and make a lot ot money." "My husband says that vnn .onf aeke a lot of moaejr without putting By RUPERT HUGHES Copyright by Harper & Brothers in a lot. That's one reason he has been kept down so. He never could get ahead. That was what we were saving up for to get a little capital. And then the war came along and we had to spend our savings. That same war has made your brother so rich that he Could give you a small fortune. I don't -believe you could do better than to put that into a business." "Neither do II" Daphne cried. "Let's!" CHAPTER XXIII. Daphne was going to be independ ent, but she was still all woman when it came to the selection of her special trade. She would be a business wom an, but she would do a woman's busi ness. There were ever so many dainties and exquisites that she wanted to hang in her shop. She was going to "My Husband Says That You Can't Make a Lot of Money Without Put ting in a Lot." have a window! With her name on it! That would be more fun than a limousine with crest on door. Gradually her scheme enlarged. She would devote her shop to the whole mechanism of the boudoir. "Boudoir wear" was the word that pleased her. It was in human nature that the partners should quarrel over a name for the baby before the baby was born. They spoke of themselves as "The Firm." Finally Daphne, claiming the ma jority of the power, voted en bloc for "Boudoirwear," and claimed the vic tory. Mrs. Chivvis surrendered with the amendment that "Miss Kip" should be at one side, "Mrs. Chivvis" at the other. She bribed the assem bly by promising that a cousin of hers, a young artist living in the Washing ton Mews, should paint a pretty sign board on a swinging shingle. After many designs had been composed and destroyed they agreed on this legend: BOUDOIR WEAR Everything for the Boudoir. Exquisite Things for Brides. MISS KIP. MRS. CHIVVIS. The cousin painted it well and illu minated it with elaborate intials and an allegorical figure of a young lady in Cubist negligee. It had the tradi tional charm of a tavern board. In fact, their shop was to be a tavern for women in search of sartorial refresh ment. Troubles mustered about them as weeds shove up in a garden faster than they can be plucked out. Ex penses undreamed of materialized in swarms. Everything was delayed ex cept the demands for their money. The petty-cash box, like a sort of per verted fairy purse, emptied itself as fast as it was filled. The petty cash was the least of their dismay. The grand cash was the main problem. They had stitched their fingers full of holes and piled up reams of fabrics, but the tatal was pathetically tiny. One thing was instantly demon strated. They must give up their plan or go into debt. Indeed, they already were in debt. "We've got to take the plunge," said Daphne. "I'd rather die than go on paying a year's rent for an empty shop." "I know," Mrs. Chivvis fretted, gnawing her thin lips, "but its a risk. You'd better ask your brother." 'No !" Daphne stormed. "I'm going to win out on my own. Poor Bayard is too busy to be bothered with my troubles. He doesn't know I have any. And Leila is so busy with her social business that she never asks me what I'm up to. "But what are we to do?" Mrs. Chivvis wailed. "We can't go on with our stock, and you have no money left, and 1 hadn't aqy to start witl-" I ! -n 1 With 1 a fa ; r ' 'i "There's only om thing to do,' Daphne answered, with a sphinxic solemnity. "Buy on credit. It's , a case of nothing venture, nothing gain; nothing purchase, nothing sell! noth ing borrow, nothing pay. The only way to get out of debt is to go in deeper like getting a fish hook out of your thumb." Mrs. Chivvis suffered herself to be persuaded. They visited the whole salers and the jobbers and were well received, having paid cash before and, thanks to Mr. Chivvis' suggestion, having been astute enough to demand discount for cash. And now the motortrucks and the delivery wagons and the cyclecars and the messenger boys began to pour stock into the little shop. It was pleas ant not to have to pay for things, though the tips were reaching alarm ing proportions, and the bundle of bills for future settlement grew and grew. Mrs. Chivvis made a list of their debts and tried to show it to Daphne, but she stopped her eyes and ears and forbade any discussion that would quench her spirit In the swirl of her tasks Daphne almost forgot Clay Wimburn. She was too busy to care much. She had no time to mourn. Clay was only one among a myriad regrets, and his af fairs could wait Her business needs could not Clay did not come near her. He spent a lot of money trying to get her off his mind. He got a good deal on his conscience, but not Daphne off his mind. He longed for her especially, too, because there came a sudden dis aster to his schemes. He was not so rich as he had been. Indeed, he could not be sure that he was rich at all. Any day might smother him with bankruptcy. This fear kept him from Daphne, too. , The bouncing munition stocks that were known as "war babies" had ab ruptly fallen into a decline. The sub marine that torpedoed the Lusitania shattered Wall street's joy, threw the dread of war into the United States, and set every one to questioning the problem of revenge and its cost The slump in the market came at the most unfortunate moment for Bay ard and Clay. Any moment of slump, indeed, would have come most untime ly for their ventures. "Kip and Chivvis" were making a picnic ground of the shop. Behind the soap-veiled windows they laughed and debated on arrangements and price tags and show cards. Mr. Chivvis, still out of a job, acted as maid of all work and stevedore, and grew so useful that thev had to put him out. And at last the moment arrived when they declared the shop open, "raised the curtain," as Daphne said. She waited with a stage-fright she had not felt in Reben's theater. There was no lack of temperament in her manner now. But there was no audi ence, either. At night Kip and Chivvis locked tneir doors and went home, discour aged beyond words and dismally weary in the legs, also in the smile muscles which had been kept, at an ex pectant tension all day long. Occasional purchases were made, but unimportant. Kip and Chivvis tried to learn what interested people and what did not. They realized that they had far too much of certain things and far too little of others. They attempted to sell the deadwood by marking it down ; but it would not move. "What do the women care for prices?" Daphne railed. "They are spending some man's money, anyway. They pretend that it'n to please him! but they know and w know that it'e because they hate each other." One day a great lady who could hardly squeeze thr ugh the door creaked into the shot and spilled her self into a startled little chair like a load of coal. Daphne felt that she was about to die on their hands or ask for an ambulance, but she asked instead for an embroidered breakfast gown from the window. Mrs. Chivvis fetchel it and the old ogress clutched it fro:n her, holding it up to her nose as it to sniff it. but really to see it. "That's it! That's what I've been looking for!" she wheezed. "Have you got much of this sort of thine?" "Oh yes." 5 "Agh, that's good ! My daughter Is marrying in some haste a young im becile who's going over to France to run an ambulance. I'm Mrs. Romily" Mrs. Chivvis waited unperturbed for further identification. Daphne had never heard of Mrs. Romilly, either but she gasped as if she had been sav ing her prayers at the shrine of Rom illy from childhood and now had been visited by the patron saint, whom she had recognized at once, of course "Oh yes, of course." Mrs Romilly was coughing on: I ve been to several shops, and I was almost in despair until I saw your sign. If you could do a few things in rather a hurry I fancy I could give you a iarge-ish order. And if th things were at ail successful, I could throw quite a little trade your way. lou re rather new. aren't you?" Daphne assented that the firm wa quite new. She brought forward an order pad and stood at attention. Mrs. Romilly had trousseaued a large family of children and several poor relations. She knew vhat she wanted and what she ought to pay for it and when it should be done Daphne took down her orders as if L e little room were the mere vestibule to ar enormous sweatshop where hundreds of sempsters would seize th i0b ant complete it in a jiffy. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Optimistic Thought All brave men love; for he only U twwve who has ateeTon to fiht for this mi NERVOUS lilOTIi Tells HowLydiaE.Pmkh w Vegetable Compound Restored Her Health, Philadelphia, Pa. 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