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BRIGHT SCHEME WENT WRONG
Well Planned, But Next Time It Is
Probable Minister Will Use
Stronger Bag.
Nothing if not ambitious, the young
minister determined on a plan to
gain him greater popularity.
"Well, John," lie said to the beadle
after service one Sunday, "1 was just
thinking it might greatly enhance my
toermons if you would oblige by say
ing 'Ainen' now and again."
"Right! Right! I will, sir. But
boo am I tae ken whaun tae say
"AmenT* inquired sturdy John.
"I'll have a bag o' green peas be
side me, John, and if you just sit un
tier the pulpit I'll drop one when 1
[wish you to speak," was the reply
The following Sunday all went well,
until of a sudden John exclaimed,
hurriedly: "Amen! amen! amen'
"Hush, John," the minister whis
kered, "the bag's burst!"
He Could Trust Her.
Mrs. Capron saw old Uncle Timothy
starting away on a fishing expedition,
and knowing how hard his wife
worked, thought it a good time to re
prove him for his laziness.
"Timothy," she said, "do you think
It's right to leave your wife at the
washtub while you pass you time fish
ing?"
"Yassum, miss," replied the old col
ored man, it's all right. Mah wife
don* need any watching. She'll wuk
jfts' as hard as if I was dah."—Lippin
cott'a.
Striking.
"Your honor, I've been married to
both these men, and they both beat
me with equal cruelty."
"Come to think of it," said the judge
"there is a striking resemblance be
tween them.'
An III Wind.
"Wouldn't it be great if everybody
In the world paid their bills prompt
lyT"
"It wouldn't be for me. I'm a bill
collector."
Easy.
"BJones has an easy life."
"Why, I heard him say he had hit
work cut out for him."
"So ho has. But he's a sculptor."
Light of Love.
Cora—Were you and Jack In the
dark?'' f
Dora—Yes, until we struck a match
•-Judge.
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Bat the whole trouble may be easily
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CHAPTER XVI.—(Continued.)
Harlan, from his office window, look- I
Ing absently across the square, saw
y. isa Nonnun tome out of the News
door and go down the street toward tho
Parsons !ioi:se presently. Then sho
paused at the oi ner of the court house
iark to Elaine up at the splendor of
Li.e August maples. The birds were
inging, and the sunlight flickered
through. She crosscd the lawn to a
.seat and sat down. Harlan could see
her looking about, drawing In the air
perfumed with the bloom of the corn
and the golden stubble up the hillsides,
iter eyes closed, and after a while she
slept—just a tired woman of 40 who
had worked hard and had no illusions,
who was just what the inevitability of
work and lii'e makes of all of us. But
about the square in IB minutes,
gossip ran. The bleached-hair lady
who had come back with Aurelic
indstrom from her triumphant
••ii"1'"! prize beauty tour of the west
wearing the Ill-gotten McFetridge
diamonds, was asleep In the park!
No other woman had ever slept in
Rome's park. Nothing could have so
jabbed convention, nothing so focused
comment on Aurelie Lindstrom. All
about the square, the stores, the
billiard parlor, at Playter's corner, at
the bank and around the hitching rails
the buzz ran. Harlan heard talk of it
from his window. Clerks stopped and
told others farmers stared. Some
one asked where was old Marshal Bee
and others said the sheriffs office had
jurisdiction as the park was county
property.
Wiley Curran, talking to Aurelie in
his shop, saw Miss Norman drowsily
lurch back under all the mid-summer
glory and sleep as a child sleeps.
Poor Ad!" murmured Aurelie, "she's
been tired for 10 years and never had
such peace and air as this. It's Just fine
to see her!"
And Aunt Addy, who had hurried
down, wiping her floury hands to
settle back her "specs" and kiss the
wanderer, looked over in the park and
said: "Poor dear—let her sleep till
supper time if she will. What else is
the park good for except tired people,
and maybe heart-sick,"too."
But meantime Rome rocked with
scandal. Old Marshal Bee was routed
from his midday meal and told to do
something and he ambled into the
sheriff's office and said they ought to
do something. Old Deputy Amos
pulled his whiskers and protested. The
undertaker came in and denounced
both of them, and the district at
torney was appealed to, but he shook
his head. Never would he wake any
body up Just before the primaries!
And while the agitation grew and
seethed in the court house and about
the square, Miss Norman slep. Slept
a whole, long beautiful hour, and then
awoke slowly, luxuriantly, to stare up
at the splendor of the sky through the
maples. Afar off came a drowsy cow
bell and the singing of a reaper. She
hated to come back to her banal
world of grease paint and the hunting
of jobs. Just peace—that was what
she longer for. But she rubbed her
eyes and went over to the Parsons
house as Aurelie had directed her.
Aurelie and Mr. Curran were
laughing together over old times and
Uncle Michigau, who had been sum
moned by a small boy, was sitting
spellbound listening to Aurelie's ad
ventures, her band tucked under his
own black paw, when Miss Norman
came in.
Well," she drawled with her good
humor, "the old dame put me out
proper!" *.
Old dame? Miss Amelia?
I suppose so. Never had such a
frost. The old catamaran—zing!"
What's the matter?" cried Aurelie.
She said," drawled Miss Norman
salmly, "that no friend of that Lind
strom girl could get a room in her
house. Said it had been a respectable
house since 1856. We could take our
diamonds and beat it to Earlville.
Lord, Aurelie, our diamonds!"
Aurelie colored to her ear tips. Her
eyes began to blaze. And to damp
the kindling fires, Wiley called up
Amelia Parsons on the telephone. She
declined to explain. She woudn't have
them actresses," and that ended It.
Aurelie caught his lamely repeated
phase. "Them actresses!"
I wish some of the managers could
hear that," went on Miss Norma.
They've told me, now and then, I
wasn't actress enough to hurt."
But Aurelie could see no humor In
it. "Oh, this town! It always did hate
me!" And t'le burst out of the News
office to stare at the court house.
''Thiat's just where they sent Papa
Lindstrom to Jail and made him crazy!
And it's Just where they laughed when
went to school wearing daisies in my
hair. And no shoes!"
"Now, dear," protested Aunt Abby,
'It's just proud of you!"
"I won't stay here a night!" She
came back and threw her arms about
Uncle Mich's grizzled head. "We'll go
over to Earlville and stay at the
Metropole—and take you. Uncle Mich,
and Mr.. Curran—and everybody that's
good to me." She was on the verge of
tears. "And the rest—I hate 'em! They
say Fm different—and I'm glad I'm
different! I hate 'em!"
Uncle Michigan had sat rubbing the
brass band of his peg leg. This
radiant Aurelie his old rabbit hunting
Aurelie? The same child Aurelie who
used to dive among the water
hyacinths In futile chasing of the baby
sharks In the south Louisiana bayous?
Done come to occupy the land! But
now he wu more bewildered. "Reckon
Fd take you out home, Aurelie* but
John htfs got so tilled with the
holiness spirit. The holiness brothers
done turned John hard agi
show business."
"We wont stay another mlnui
*TU caul up tbo*etro
eend their taxicabl"
cried AiiifcUe.
pole and
A STERLING NOVEL OF TI IE GREAT
MIDDLE WEST
&MIDIANDER5
Py
CHARLES TENNEY JACKSON
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Owe Is an
SOULS. MY BROTHERS
KEEPER etc etc
Copxrickt, 1912, The Bobte-Ucrrill Ccnpsay.
club in brownstone and a hotel—
tapestried dogs in four colors—there
must be a taxi. But never had this
blatant taxi desecrated the streets of
Rome.
"Aurelie!" gasped Mr. Curran. "Take
the street car from the Junction. But
the taxi—gee whiz!"
Too late. She flew to the telephone
and ordered the taxi.
Miss Norman sat back and settled
her skirt under her belt. "Well, she
drawled. "I had a nap, anyway, on the
old town. And, seeing that we've put
it on the blink, 1 might just as well
light a pill." She took a cigaret out
®f her bag. "Mr. Curran, this country
air gives me a pleasure."
Sho lighted it. Aunt Abby stared.
"I'm a church member in good
standin'!" she cried, and fled through
the office and back to her peach pre
serves.
Mr. Curran looked wildly across the
square. People were standing about
watching the News office. Old
Marshal Bee was sticking his head out
of the undertaker's and even the
prisoners in the basement Jail of the
court house were gazing across the
lawns. Mr. Curran retreated farther
into his shop. Great heavens,
here he was entertaining a
blonde haired actress and
she smoking a cigaret In broad day
light in front of the News, tool And
he running for congress!
Then up the street that taxi came
whoofing, and stopped before the News.
All the consternation before was as
nothing. Business ceased all about tho
square. The grocers' clerks stood with
jaws hanging and potato measures in
their hands. The cook came out of the
Gem restaurant—Chicago home cook
ing—and lawyers and dentists put their
heads out of the old stone slabbed win
dows and Vawter, the artist, name
down with his camera to get a post
card picture. And all the time the
county deputy, Amos, and old Marshal
Bee doddered at each other across the
square as to whose jurisdiction should
extend to Miss Norman's noonday nap.
But when the taxi Etopped they stopped
also.
"If that-air machine," shouted Dep
uty Amos, "runs more'n four mile an
hour in this town, it air your bounden
duty as a city officer to stop 'em!"
"I'll stop 'em," cackled Marshal Bee,
"If I can catch "em!"
Mr. Curran was in despair. "Aure
lie, don't go. It makes it worse than
ever. Why, people aren't against you!
Only some old tabbie—lots of folks are
proud of you—they ask me about you!"
Aurelie was pushing Uncle Michigan
into the taxi. Miss Norman followed
languidly. They had trouble with
Uncle Michigan's wooden leg and the
chauffeur assisted. "Uncle Mich,"
whispered Aurelie, "you're Just going
to surprise 'em. They never thought of
you and your shiny old leg in an au
tomobile!"
"Done goln' to see the world!"
chuckled Uncle Mich aqd Miss Nor
man patted his hand. "Ain't he the
game old sport—Jeg and all!"
"Oh, Aurelie!" gasped Mr. Curran
again. "Tell Miss—er—what's her
name—to put out that cigaret I'm
runing for congress!"
Well, run along! We ain't going to
hurt congress!" She sat up very
straight, and then gave the taxi man a
dollar. "You Just tear around the
square as fast as you can three times
and then out High street. And if you
get arrested we'll pay your fine. And
run over everybody you can except
dogs and babies and chickens!"
Young Mr. Van Hart, from his law
office windows heard every word. He
saw his mother driving up High street
slowly and dlgnifiedly as the Van Hart
trap was wont to go. And he saw the
red taxi start, Aurelie sitting up with
her odd foreign air. And Miss Nor
man with that cigaret, while all the
populace of Rome, la., marveled. He
stood clutching the window shade and
groaned. "Aurelie! And I loved you,
Aurelie!"
He heard the taxi go whoofing by.
Then be heard Old Dutch snort as his
mother's trap turned out of High
street. He looked out and then dashed
down stairs. When he reached the
corner the taxi was making its second
lap, and his mother was speaking
calmly to the backing horse. Harlan
ran to seize Old Dutch's bit. And then
the taxi went past them hurling
the corner dust clear into Dickinson's
vegetable boxes. People simply waited.
Even the dogs gaped mutely. Neither
to right nor left did Aurelie glance. Old
bootlegger Mich sat still between her
and this cheerful woman with the cig
aret. Then the taxi, with a final
derisive snarl, made Its last circuit of
the square and shot out High street.
Old Dutch flew up on his hind legs,
while a tall, dignified young man stood
pulling him down in the whirl of dust
and leaves kicked by the taxi all over
his immaculate summer suit.
Mrs. .Van Hart looked calmly after
the taxi. "Harlan, wasn't that Aure
lie Lindstrom?"
It was, mother," he answered quiet
ly.
Across the square, old Deputy Amos
waa hurrying. "Hey, Marshal—why
don't you stop 'em?"
"I would," retorted Marshal Bee, "If
I could catch 'em!"
In-the taxi Miss Norman patted
Uncle Michigan's hand. "X think,"
she murmured, "the old town will re
member Aurelie!"
CHAPTER XVH
THE BACKWARD TRAIL
Hailan'did no know what haunting
of loneliness took him the next evening
to the hills. It waa the first day of
September, anid already a veil of
lay in the wooded little valleys, and the
far akipfa had-Ahe first bronse of the
ripening com. fet It was summer,
wltt tarvist jnoon dmwlng iip
tho rtver, round and full
Be wandered down old
rthward along the Mutt
of the I'***"'
sippl over the sycamores and window
sloughs. He crossed the last i?
1.-t to
the ridge over which was Tanner
quarry. Already through the laurel
and maples and young elms a patch
of white sheer rock arose. And on
this point he stopped to look down in
the valley. Prom the quarry bed the
road ran on winding past the fringy
corn patches of the pocket squatters.
But all the unloveliness of their meager
homes was hidden in the shadow, and
all the beauty of the hill beyond lay
revealed by the moon. Harlan had not
been on the back trail for more than a
year. When he came to the old fa
miliar rock Jutting over the cliff he
started to climb the last step and then
paused. Some one was before him, sit
ting where he hnrt Intended to sit, look
ing as he had wished to look out over
the valley and the town.
And before he came out of the shad
ow he knew it was Aurelic. Aurelie.
who could not leave without one visit
to the home trail. She had not been to
Lindstroni's house, but tonight had rid
don over from Earlville, tied the livery
mount at the Sinsinawa creek bridge,
and clambered up to where she could
look either way. to the village or to
her foster father's place below the
quarry. Harlan watched her long1. She
was mute, drv eyed, very still: but
when, at length, he came out and stood
before her, curiously she did not start.
She move slowly and looked up at
him. Her face had all that grave purity
of outline that belied alike her temper
and her humor.
"It just seems." she murmured, "as
if I was to find you here."
He remembered now that she said
she was cominsr to the hills. "But I
never thought of it. Aurelie. And yet—"
He stopped and she sat forward to
so his face. "Yet you came. Oh, the
moonlight made me come, Harlan! I
was restless and—unhappy—and I re
membered such beautiful nights here.
Oh. very wonderful! September—like
this." She moved over with a little
friendly gesture. "Sit down."
But he stood with ihs hand on the
lichened rock above her.
She did not seem to notice his re
straint. "When I was a little ragged
kiddie. I used to climb up here. Al
ways I loved it Harlan."
"But I tell you," he answered quietly,
you came tonight because you remem
bered something else. Aurelie."
"Yes." she answered simply. "Our
nights. I couldn't quite forget the last
one. The night you took me to your
mother's. Harlan." She laughed brief
ly. "And she tricked me—and I ran
away. I saw so clearly. I just woke
up that night. Harlan."
"She didn't trick you, Aurelie. Moth
er couldn't—"
"Oh. well!" she Broiled wisely. "If
you could realize how I've changed!
That night I was breathless before ner.
She appealed to me—she wanted me to
let you go—to help you. Harlan. I
thought It was fine that night—but I
tell you, I paid! I did love you, Har
lan."
He watched her face in the moon
light. "Mother did something. I knew.
I wasn't sure: but that wasn't what
hurt, Aurelie. It was afterward—your
going on the stage—in that way. Every
thing—hurt."
She made a blithe protest at a grim
ace of mockery. "Oh, well—boy! It's
all different with you and me. I was
a weak and silly girl to hang on you
and love you, and confuse into think
ing that you loved me! And that night
I saw all the girls of your set and the
dancing and the music—it all rushed
over me—the difference." She smiled
with a tender mystery she could not
deny—he was amazed to find how im
measurably older she could be in her
womanhod—"I knew you'd forget if I
made you." She smiled bravely. "And
I'm glad. We both ought to be glad.
My!"—she was laughing now. "We
were both kids, weren't we? Now I
know the world a bit—I'm a heap dif
ferent Done growed up. Uncle Mich
says, and he's scared about It! I'm
going to be a real leading lady some
time, and come back and play In the
tin opera house—play in a piece that
hasn't so much shooting in it—and you
will be fat and prosperous and married
and bring your kiddies to see me. And
you'll be mighty, glad, Harlan, you nev
er married that Cajun girl from down
river."
But he would not smile. In the moon
light on the hillside she had the same
defying gipsy charm as of old wilful,
mocking, humble, buoyant, when she
wished it. All the Inevitable vulgarian
stamp of her upbringing was vanished
and he felt the old pathos for her—that
what was dear and simple in her he
could find and save and make his own.
The rest would not matter. He could
not fathom how the Invincible heritage
of his family was now shamed before
her gay, proud honesty, the sense of
woodland freedom from all the conven
tions of his sort. He wanted to be
as honest as she. as fearless as she,
but he did not know the way.
"Aurelie." he muttered, "be still. You
know I love you."
She was very still. The shadow of
the rock was not more mute. Only her
face was turned, evading him. a pre
tense of unhearlng.
"I tell you so again. Aurelie. It costs
a lot I bucked through school and
forgot you—almost I came back here
and set my teeth together and worked.
And all the things they said about you
—this town never will get over
talking about you—all this mis
erable notoriety—it hurt. I said
nothing. But I knew I loved you,
for all the talk hurt—hurt! I didn't
want you to go on lh this miserable,
cheap show business. There was so
much to do—to make of ourselves—be
fore we—before it would be right for
us to marry."
It Was badly put to such as Aurelie.
"Oh, a girl doesn't want a lover who
thinks of what there is to do. or make
of her before he marries her. That's
w?at you mean, of course!" She blurt
ed on, checking her hot tears. "I don't
care! I came back here yesterday—
perfectly happy! And the way thla
awful town treated mie!"
"Aurelie!" he said sternly, white with
a battle to be master forever this de
sire to shelter her and teach her. min
gled with his passion. "You do so
many things! Racing around the square
yesterday In that machine. And you
ought not to have kissed Wiley Cur
ran!"
"Why not?** She looked up inno
cently. "I felt happy—and he was so
glad to see me."
He sighed w^lth discouragement "And
then there's that story—Aurelie, did
Hen McFetridge give you any dia
monds?"
"Yes. A tiny one-r£ She heid out
her band with naive pride.* "And he
sald be'd have given me lots more It
herd sold mors oil stock."
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