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THE BEAVER HERALD, BEAVER, OKLAHOMA
The Magnificent Amber sons
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CHAPTER XV Continued.
Tm not sure, aeorgle. When 1 wns
four ngo I wns tlko you In ninny wkvb,
especially In not being very coW
beaded, so I can't soy. Youth can't h
trusted for much, except asserting
Itself and fighting and making love."
"Indeed I" George snorted. "May I
ask what you think I ought to have
"Nothing?" Gcorgo echoed, mock
ing bitterly. "I suppose you think I
mean to let my mother's good name"
"Your mother's good nnrael" Am
licrson cut him oft Impatiently. "No
body has a good name In a bad mouth.
Nobody has a good name In n silly
mouth, either. Well, your mother's
name was In some silly mouths, and
11 you've done was to go and have
a scene with the worst old woman gos
sip In the town a sccno that's going
to make her Into n partisan against
your mother, whereas she was a mere
prattler before. Don't you suppose
she'll be all over town with this to
morrow? And she'll see to It that
everybody who's hinted anything
about poor Isabel will know that
you're on the warpath; nnd that will
put them on the defensive and make
them vicious. Tho story will grow as
It spreads and" i
George unfolded his arms to strike
his right list Into his left palm. "Hut
do you suppose I'm going to tolerate
such things?" ho shouted. "What do
yoi supposo I'll be doing?"
"You can do absolutely nothing,"
said Ambcrson. "Nothing of any use.
Tho more you do the more harm you'll
"You'll sco I I'm going to stop this
thing If I havo to force my way Into
every house on Nntlonul avenue nnd
Ambcrson boulevard I"
Ill's uncle laughed rather sourly but
mado no other comment.
"Well, what do you proposo to do?"
Georgo demanded. "Do you propose
to sit there"
"and let this riffraff bnndy my
mother's good numo buck nnd forth
among them? Is that what you pro
poso to do?"
"It's nil I can do," Ambcrson re
turned. "It's nil any of us can do
now: Just Bit still nnd hopo that the
thing may dlo down In tltuo In splto
of your1 stirring up that awful old
Georgo drew n long breath, then ad
vanced and stood closo beforo his
uncle. "Didn't you understand me
when I told you Unit people are say
Ing my mother means to mnrry this
"Yes. I understood you."
"You sny thnt my going over there
bos mode matters worse," Georgo went
on. "How about It If such a such nn
unspeaknblo marrlago did tnko placo?
Do you think thut would raako people
belluvo they'd been wrong In saying
you know whut they say."
"No," tald Amberson deliberately;
"I don't bellevo It would. Hut It
wouldn't hurt Isabel nnd Kugene, If
thoy never heard of It; and If they did
bear of it, then they could tnko their
choice between placating gossip or liv
ing for tbclr own happiness. If they
hove decided to marry "
Georgo almost staggered. Good
heaven I" he gasped. "You speak of it
Amberson looked up at him Inquir
ingly. "Why shouldn't they mnrry If
they want to?" he nsked. "It's their
own afTulr. I don't see nnythlng pre
cisely monstrous about two people get
ting mnrrled when they're both free
nnd core about each other. What's
tho matter with their murrylng?"
"It would ba monstrous I" George
shouted. "Monstrous even If this hor
rible thing hadn't happened, but now
In the fnco of this oh, thnt you can
Bit there end even speak of It I Your
own sister I Ob" Ho became Inco
herent, swinging nwny from Amberson
nnd making for tho door, wildly ges
turing. "For heaven's snko don't be so the
atrical 1" said bis uncle, and then, see
ing that Georgo was leaving (lie room:
"Come back here. You mustn't speak
to your mother of this!"
"Don't 'tend to," Georgo snld ludls
tlnctly, and he plunged Into tho big,
dimly lit hall. Ho went homo and got
u hnt nnd overcoat without seeing
wlncr his mother or Funny. Then lie
lett word that ho would be out for
dluncr nnd hurried away from the
Ho walked the dark streets of Am
berson addition for nn hour, then went
downtown nnd got coffee nt u restau
rant. After that ho walked through
tho lighted parts oi the town until ten
o'clock, when ho turned north nnd
came bock to the purlieus of tho Addi
tion. Ho walked fiercely, though his
feet ached, but by and by ho turned
liomewnrd, and, when be reached the
Major's, went In nnd sat upon the
feteps of the huge stone veranda In
front nn obscure figure In that lonely
nnd repellent place. All lights were
out nt tho Major's, and finally, after
twelie, he saw bis mother's window
darken at home.
Ee waited half an hour longer, then
houses and let himself noiselessly In
the front door. Tho light In tho hall
hnd been left bumL"a. nnd another in
Ids own room, as he discovered when
he got there. Ho locked the door
quickly nnd without noise, bnt his fin
gers wcro still upon tho iey when
tbero was a quick footfall In the ball
Ho went to tho other end of the
room beforo replying.
"I'd been wondering where you were,
There was a pause; then sho said
timidly: "Wherever It was, I hopo you
nnd a pleasant evening."
After n silence, "Thank you," he
said without expression.
Another silence followed before she
"You wouldn't enre to be kissed
good night, I suppose?" And with n
little flurry of plnodflvo laughter she
ndded: "At your age of course 1"
"I'm going to bed now," he said.
Another silence seemed blanker
thnn those which had preceded It. nnd
finnlly her voice came It was blank,
After he wns In bed his thoughts be
came moro tumultuous than ever;
while among nil the Inchoate nnd frag
mentary sketches of this dreadful day.
now rising before him the clearest was
of his uncle collapsed In n big chnlr
with a white tie dangling from his
hand; nnd one conviction, following
upon thnt picture, become definite In
George's mind: thnt his Uncle George
Amberson was a hopeless dreamer,
from whom no help need be expected,
an amiable Imbecile lacking in normal
Impulses, and wholly useless In a
struggle which required honor to bo
defended by a man of action.
Then would return n vision of Mrs.
Johnson's furious round head, set be
hind her great bosom like the sun far,
sunk on tho horizon of a mountain
plateau nnd her crackling, asthmatic
voice. . . . "Without sharing In
other people's disposition to put nn
evil Interpretation on what mny be
nothing tuoro thnn unfortunntp oppear
nnco" . . . "Other people may bo
less constdomto In not confining their
discussion of It, rs I hnve, to char
itable views." . . . And then George-
would get up ugnln end again and
pace tho floor In his hare feet.
Thnt was what the tormented young
man was doing when dayllKht enme
gnuntly In at his window pacing tho
floor, rubbing his head In his hards,
"It enn't be truo: this enn't be hap
pening to met"
Breakfast wns brought to him In bis
room as usual; but ho did not mnke
his normal healthy raid upon tho
dainty tray: the food remained un
touched, nnd ho sustnlned himself
upon coffee four cups of It, which
left nothing of value Inside the glis
tening little percolator. During this
process ho heard his mother being
summoned to tho telcphono In the hall,
not far from his door, and then her
volco responding: "Yes? Oh, It's you I
. . . Indeed I should I ... Of
course . . . Then I'll expect you
nbout three. . . . Yes. . . .
Goodby till then." A few minutes
atcr he heard her speaking to some
one beneath his window, and, looking
out, snw her directing the removal of
plants from n small garden bed to
tho Mnjor's conservatory for tho win
ter. She laughed gayly with tho Ma
jor's gnrdener over something ho said,
and this unconcerned cheerfulness of
her wns terrible to her son.
He went to his desk, nnd, searching
the jumbled contents of n drawer,
brought forth a large, unframed pho
tograph of his father, upon which he
gazed long and pltenusly, till nt last
hot tears stood In his eyes. "Poor,
poor father I" the son whispered bro
kenly. "Poor man, I'm glad you didn't
no wrapped tho picture In a sheet
of newspaper, put It under his nnn
nnd, leuvlng tho house hurriedly nnd
steadily, went downtown to tho shop
of a silversmith, where he spent sixty
dollnrs on n resplendently festooned
silver frame for the picture. Having
lunched upon more coffee, he returned
to the house at two o'clock, currjlng
the framed photograph with him, and
placed It upon the center table In the
library, the room most used by Isabel
and Funny nnd himself. Then ho went
to n front window of the long "recep
tion room," nud sat looking out
through the lace curtulns.
George looked often nt his wntch.
but his vigil did not last an hour. At
ten minutes of three, peering through
the curtain, he saw nn automobile stop
In front of the house nnd Kugene Mor
gan jump lightly down from It. The
cur wns of a new pattern, low and
long, with an ample scat In the ten
neau, facing forward; and n profes
sional driver sat nt the wheel, n
of nil personality and seemingly part
of the mechanism.
Eugene himself, as he came up the
cement path to the house, was n fig
ure of the new era which was In time
to be ao disastrous to stiff hats nnd
skirted coats; nnd his appearance nf
forded a debonair contrast to that of
the queer-looking duck capering nt the
Amberson boll In nn old dress coat,
nnd next day chugging up Natlonnl
nvenue through the snow In his night
mare of a sewing machine. Kugene
thn afternoon wns richly clod in now
outdoor 3ode: his motoring coat was
soft gray fur; his cap nnd gloves were
of gray suede, nnd thciigh Lucy's hand
mny hnve shown Itself In Uie selection
of these high garnitures, ho vore them
ensll, even with n becoming hint of
Jauntiness. Some change might oe
acen In his face, too, for n successful
man Is seldom to be mistaken, espe
cially If his temper be genial. Kugene
had begun to look like u millionaire.
Hut, above everything else, what was
most evident nbout him, ns lie came
up the path, was his confidence In the
happiness promised by his present
errand; the nntlclpatlon In his eyes
could hnve been read by n stranger.
His look nt the door of Isabel's boue
was the look of n nuin who Is quite
certnln thnt the next moment will re-
vnnl snttinttilni Innff.ililH .-l...t.... , I
J:" ...."," """""' -""'"""
. . . When the bell rang Gecnte
waited nt the entrance of the "vcep
tlon room" until u housemaid enme
through the hall on her way to answer
"You needn't mind, Mnry," ho told
her. "I'll see who It Is nnd whut thoy
want. Probably It's only a peddler."
'Thank you, sir, Mister George."
said Mary, nnd returned to the rear of
George went slowly to the front door
and hnlted, regarding the misty silhou
ette of the caller upon the ornamental
frosted glass. After a minute of
waiting this sllhouettp changed outline
so Uint an arm could be distinguished
nn arm outstretched toward the bell,
as If the gentleman outside doubted
whether or not It hnd sounded nnd
were minded to try ngnln. Hut before
the gesturo was completed George ab
ruptly threw open the door nnd
stepped squarely upon the middle of
A slight chnngo shadowed the face
of Kugene; his look of happy anticipa
tion gnve woy to something formal
and polite. "How do you do, George?"
he said. "Mrs. Mlnafer expects to go
driving with me, I believe If you'll
be so kind as to send her word Uint
George made not the slightest move
ment. "No." ho snld.
Kugeno wns Incredulous, even when
his second glnnco revenled how hot oi
eye was tho baggnrd young mnn be
foro him. "I beg your pardon. I
"I heard you," said George. "Yon
said you hod an engagement with my
mother, I told you, No I"
Kugeno gnvo him n steady look, nnd
then he nsked quietly: "What Is the
George kept his own olce quiet
enough, hut that did not mltlgato the
vibrant fury of It "My mother will
"You're Not Wanted In This House."
hove no Interest la knowing thiU you
came for her today," he said. "Or nuy
Kugeno continued"" to look n' him
with n scrutiny In which bgnn to
glenm n profound nnger, noue the less
powerful because It wns so quiet. "I
nm afraid I do not understand you."
"I doubt If I could nioko It much
plnluer," George snld. raUIug his
VOiCo Slightly, "but I'll try. You're I
jjQwjmudjojtjsjiojuMr. Morxaa. 1
L. '- I
now or nt any other time. Perhaps
you'll understand this I"
And with the last words ho closed
the Soor In Kugene's face.
Then, not moving nwny, ho stood
Just Inside the door, nnd noted that
the misty silhouette remained upon
the frosted glass for several moments,
ns If the forbidden gentleman debated
In his mind what course to pursue.
"Let him ring again I" George thought
grimly. "Or try the sldo door or the
Hut Kugene made no further at
tempt; the silhouette disappeared;
footsteps could be heard withdrawing
n cross the floor of the veranda; and
George, returning to the window In
the "reception room," was rewarded
by the sight of an nutomobllo manu
facturer lit baffled retreat, with all
his wooing furs nnd fineries mocking
him. Observing the Heaviness of his
movements ns he climbed Into the ton
neau, George Indulged In n slcklsh
throat rumble which bore a distant
couslnshlp to mirth.
He went to tho library, and, seat
ing himself beside the table whereon
he had placed the photograph of his
father, picked up a book, nnd pretend
ed to be cngnged In rending It.
Presently Isabel's buoyant step wns
heurd descending the stairs. She enme
'-j:nto the library, a fur cont over her
arm, ready to put on, nnd two veils
round her small black hat, her right
bund engaged In buttoning the glove
upon her left; nnd, ns the largo room
contained too many pieces of heavy
furniture, nnd the Inside shutters ex
cluded most of the light of day, she
did (not nt once perceive George's
presence. Instead, she went to the bny
window at tb end of tho room, which
afforded n view of tho street, nnd
glanced out expectantly; then bent
her attention upon her glove; after
thnt. looVed out toward tho street
again, fcnd turned toward tho Interior
of the room.
She came, leaned over from benlnd
him, nnd there wns a faint, exquisite
odor ns from distant npplo blossoms
ns she kissed his cheek. "Denr, I
wulted lunch nlmost nn hour for you,
but you didn't cornel Did you lunch
"Yes." He did not look up from the
"Did yoa hnve plenty to cat?"
A tinkling bell was audible, nnd she
moved to the doorway Into the hall.
"I'm going put driving, dear. I"
She Interrupted herself to address the
housemaid, who was passing through
tho hall: "I think It's Mr. Morgun.
Mnry. Tell him I'll be there nt once."
Mnry returned. "Twos a peddler,
"Another ono?" Isnbcl snld, sur
prised. "I thought you said It was n
pcddlar when the bell rang a Httlo
"Mister George said It was, ma'nm;
he went to the door," Mnry Informed
"There seem to bo a great many of
them," Isabel mused. "What did
yourn want to sell, Georgo?"
"Ho didn't say."
"You must hnvo cut him off short I"
sho laughed; nnd then, still stnndlng
In tho doorway, she noticed the big
silver franio upon tho tnblo besldo
hIm."Grnclous, Georgia!" she cxclnlm
cd. "You hnvo been Investing 1" nnd
os sho enme across the room for a
closer view; "Is It Is It Lucy?" sho
nsked half timidly, half archly. Hut
tho next tnstnnt she sow whoso like
ness was thus set "forth In elegiac
I splendor and she wns silent, except
for a long, just-nudlblo "Ohl"
Ho neither looked up nor moved.
"Thnt wns nice of you. Georgle."
I sho snld, In a low volco presently. "I
uukui iu uuve nuu u irumcu, myseir,
when I gnvo It to you."
Ho snld nothing, and, stnndlng be
sldo him, she put her hnnd gently up
on his shoulder, then ns gently with
drew it, nnu went out of tho room.
Hut sho did not go upstairs ; he henrd
tho faint rustle o.' her dress In tho
hnll, nnd then tho pound of her foot
steps In the "reception room." After
n time, sllenco succeeded even these
slight tokens of her presence; where
upon George rose nnd went wnrlly In
to tho hall, tnUtng caro to make no
noise, nnd he obtained nn oblique view
of her through the open double doors
of tho "reception room." She wns sit
ting In tho chnlr which ho had occu
pied so long; and sho was looking
out of the window expectantly u Ht
no went bnck to tho Jlbrnry, waited
nn Interminable half hour, then re
turned noiselessly to the same position
In the hnll, where ho could b her.
Shu wns still sitting patiently by the
Wnltlng for thnt mnn, wns sho?
Well, It might be quite n long wnltt
And the grim George silently ascended
the stairs to his own room, and began
to pace his suffering floor.
Ho left his door open, however, nnd
when ho henrd the front door bell
ring, by nnd by, he went hnlf way
down the srnlm nnil Rtnnit tn llkten.
w - "" - --
Ha v?nB not much Gfrald that Mor
gan woald rwrnrn, but he wished to
Mary appeared In tho hall below
him, but, nftcr a glanco toward tho
front of tbo house, turned back, nnd
withdrew. Evidently Isabel had gone
to tho door. Then a murmur wns
heard, nnd Georgo Amberson's voice,
quick nnd serious: "I wnnt to talk
to you, Isabel" ... and another
murmur: then Isabel nnd her brother
passed tho foot of the broad, dark
stnlrway, but did not look up, nnd
remained unconscious of tho watchful
presenco above them.
For n tlmo nil that George could
hear wns tho Indistinct sound of his
unclo's volco: what he was saying
could not bo surmised, though Uio
troubled brotherllness of his tone was
evident. Ho seemed to bo explaining
something nt considerable length, nnd
there were moments when he pnused,
nnd Georgo guessed that his mother
was speaking, but her voice must havo
been very low, for It was entirely In
audible to him.
Suddenly he did hear her. Through
tho heavy doors her outcry came,
clear and loud:
It was n cry of protest, ns if some
thing her brother told her must be un
true, or, If It were true, tho fact ho
stated must be undone; nnd It was a
sound of sheer pain.
Another sound of pain, closo lo
George, followed it; this wns n vehe
ment sniffling which broko out just
nbovo him, nnd, looking up, he snw
Fnnny Mlnnfer on tho landing. Ienn
Ing over tho banisters nnd applying
her handkerchief to her eyes nnd
"I enn guess what that wns nbout,"
she whispered huskily. 'Tie's Just
told her wbnt you did to Kugene I"
Georgo gnve her n dnrk look over
his shoulder. "You go on back to
your room 1" ho said ; and ho began to
descend the stairs; but Fnnny, guess
ing his purpose, rushed down nnd '
cnught his nrra, dctnlnlng lilm.
-louTo not going in there?" she
whispered huskily: "You don't"
"Let go of mol"
Rut sho clung to blra snvagely. "No.
you don't, Georgo Mlnnfer 1 Tou'll
keep away from there I You will I"
"You let o of"
"I won't I You como bnck here!
You'll come upstairs and let them
nlono; Hint's what you'll dol" And
with such passionate determination
did she clutch and tug, never losing
n grip of lilm somewhere, though
George tried ns much ns ho could,
without hurting her, to wrench nwuy
with such utter forgetfulness of her
maiden dignity did she nssault him,
the, s'ao forced him, stumbling np
wnrd, t. tbo Inndlng.
"Of nil the ridiculous ' ho began
furiously; but s.e spared ono hnnd
from Its grasp cf bis sleevo and
clapped It over his mouth.
"Hush up I" Never for an Instant In
this grotesquo strugglo did Fenny
raise her voice above a husky whisper.
"Hush up I It's Indecent like squab
bling outside the door of an operating
room 1 Go on to the top of the stairs
AnS when George hnd most unwill
ingly obeyed, sho plnnted herself In
his vrny, on the top step. "There I"
Mie sntd. "Tho Idea of your going In
there owl I never heard of such n
thing 1" And with Uie sudden depart
ure of the nervous vigor she had
shown so amazingly, she began to cry
ngnln. "I wns nn nwful fool. Do you
supposo I dreamed you'd go ranking
everything Into such n tragedy? Do
"I don't caro what you dreamed,"
Hut Fanny went on, nlwnys taking
care to keep her volco from getting
too loud, In splto of her most grievous
ngltntion. "Do you dream I thought
you'd go making such n fool of your
self at Mrs. Johnson's? Oh, I saw her
this morning 1 She wouldn't talk to
me, but I met George Amberson on my
wny back, nnd he told me what you'd
done over thero! And do you dream I
thought you'd do what you've done
here this afternoon to Kugene? Oh,
I knew that, tool Of course ho went
to George Ambcrson nbout It, and
Hint's why Georgo Is here. He's got
to tell Isabel the whole thing now.
nnd you wanted to go In Uicro Inter
fering God knows what I You stny
here and lot her brother tell her; he's
got somo consideration for her!"
"I supposo you think I hnvcn'tl"
George said, nnd at that Fnnor laugh
"You I Consldernto of anybody I"
"I'm considerate of her good name !"
ho snld hotly. "It seems to mo that's
nbout the first thing to be considerate
of, In being considerate of n person I
And look hero; It strikes me you're
Inking n pretty different tnck from
wbnt you did yesterdny afternoon!"
Fnnny wrung her hands. "I did n
terrible thing I" sho lamented. "Now
that It's dono and too late, I know
what It wast I didn't havo sense
enough Just to let things go on. I
didn't hnvo any business to Interfere,
and I didn't mean to Interfere I only
wanted to tnlk, nnd let out a little I
I did think you nlrendy knew every
thing I told you. I did I And I'd rather
havo cut off my hand thnn stir you
up to doing what you hnve done I I
was Just suffering so thnt I wnnted to
Itt sut n little I didn't menn nny real
harm. But now I see what's hnppcnod
or, I wns n fool I I haven't any busi
ness Interfering. Kugene never would
have looked nt me, nnyhow, nnd, oh,
why couldn't I hnvo seen thnt beforo I
He never enmt hero a single time In
his llfu except c.i her account, neverl
nnd I might inva let them nlone, be
cause he wouldn't bar looked nt me
even If he'd never seen Isabel. And
they haven't done nny barm; she made
Wilbur buopy, and sho was a true
wife to him as long aa he ilitrf.
wasn't a crime for her to caro for
Kugeno all the time; sho certainly
nover told htm sho did and sne gave
mo every chance In the world) Sho
left us alone together every tlmo sho
could even since Wilbur died but
whnt wns the use? And here I go, not
doing myself a bit of good by It, and
Just" Fnnny wrung her hnnds again
"Just ruining them I"
"I supposo you menn Pin doing
thnt," George enld bitterly.
"No. She doesn't let anybody know,
but she goes to the doctor regularly.
"Women nro nlwnys going to doc
"No. Ho told her to."
Georgo was not impressed. "It'a
nothing nt nil; eho spoko of It to mo
years ago somo kind of family foil
ing. She snld grandfather had It, too;
and look at him I Hasn't proved very
serious with html You act as If I'd'
done something wrong In sending thnt
nan .about his business, nnd as If I
wcro going to pcrsecuto my mother.
Instead of protecting her. Hy Jove,
It's sickening I You told me how nil
the riffraff In town were busy with
her nnme, and then the minute I lift
my bnnd to protect nr, you begin to
nttack mo nnd"
"Shi" Fanny checked ita, laying
her hand on his nrra. "Your uncle iu
Tho library doors were henrd open
ing, nnd a moment Inter there camo
Uie sound of the front door closing.
Georgo moved toward the head of
the stnlrs, then slot! listening, but
the houso was silent.
Fnnny mnde n Might nolso r'th her
lips to nttrnct his attention, and, when
he glnnced toward her, shook her iszd
III 15S TlY-AsF (1
"Of All the Ridiculous" Ha Begn
ot hlra urgently. "Let her nlone," sbe
whispered. "She's down there by her
6elf. Don't go down. Let her alone."
She moved n few steps townrd hhtf
nnd hnlted, her fnee pallid and nwe
struck, nnd then both stood listening
for nnythlng thnt might break the sl
lenco downstairs. No sound enmo tr
them; that poignant silence was con
tinued throughout long, long mlnutea,
while the two listeners stood there Har
der Its mysterious spell; and In its
plalnUve tlpquescs spwvViag. as tit
did, of the flguro alone In the big, '
dark library, where dend Wilbur's new
silver frame gleamed In the Alraness
Thcro wns something that checked
even George. i
Fnnny Mlnnfer broke tbo long
lenco with n sound from her throat, .
stifled gnsp ; nnd with thnt grent com.
pnnlon of hers, her handkerchief, ret
tired softly to tho loneliness of her
own chnmber. After Rhn hml t-nnc
Georgo looked nbout hlra bleakly, thoo,
on tiptoo crossed tho hall and went
Into his own room, which was filled
with twilight. Still tlntoclntr. thniich
ho could not havo said why, ho went
across tho room nnd snt down heavily
In a chair fnclnc tho window. Out,
sldo there wns nothing hut thn Hnrln
enlng air nnd the wall of the nearest
of the now houses. Ho hnd not-slept
at all the night before and h hod cat
en nothing since tbo preceding dt.v at
lunch, but ho felt neither drowslne
nor hunger. His set determination
filled him, kept him but too wlda
awake, nnd his gaze at tho graynesa
beyond tho window wns wide-eyed and
Darkness had closed In when ther
was n step In the room behind hlu
Then eomeone knelt beside the "hair,
two arms went round him with Inflniu
compassion, n gentle hend rested
ugolnst his shoulder, and there came
tho fnlnt scent of apple-blossoms fat
"You mustn't bo troubled darling,"
his mother whispered.
(TO HE C0NT1NUKD.)
Machine Shapes Masts.
A mnchlne has been built which wli;
shnno masts un to 100 font in ink,
and thrco feet In diameter. Tho tin
ber la set up In the machine and r
volved at n speed of f0 revolutions m
minute, nnd It Is shaped by a cuttar
head which Is electrlcnllv driven nt ih
rato of 700 revolutions a minute. Thbi ,
cutter hend Is mounted on a carriage, v
which Is moved ajong the Utnbt
against a mil 8et to clvn thn nrnnan
profile to the mast. Heretofore thto
work has been done by hand and w &
qulrcu skilled workmw. At best ti
ban been a slow and ltfeatiow teak. ,