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THE COOPER REVIEW, FRIDAY, JANUARY 22, 1932.
KATtlAftINf
Third Instalment
BU*T
Fresh from a French convent. Jocelyn
Harlow* returns to New York to btr aocially-
elecr mother, i. religious. ambitious women
The girl hurried into an snga*«m«it with
Felix Kent Her
SI ok
Saiidni. »urr*ptiou»b enter. tbe *irU home
oiu night He telle her he u.e<l to call Mr
l.vmia Sandal. The *irl is torn by har
desire to see life In the raw and to heroine
part of her mother's society Her fithei
studies her surroundings
lather in his dtonr
rip
Lynda .iaits hai
quarters. She finds four man playinc csrda
whet she arrives. One of them, JocV A eta-
war.. her fither tells her, is lik. a son to
bin,, but warns the girl be is a tnfier.
NOW 00 ON WITH TTTT STORY
It silenced Lynda on tbaf theme.
He chuckled wickedly at Pei height-
ening color and the lift of het chin
■HAnd that’s that," he said delight-
edly*" •* —
He put her himself into a taxicafc.
escorting her down through the house
with its rumors of revelry and play
She fancied that from behind one
of the closed doors of the ground
floor she heard Jock Ayleward’s
voice, cold, angry and excited. It
Drought hack upon her oddly that
light shiver yf fear, of ttnlsappineas
and of ?egret
At die Very beginning there was
this especial jiffercnc* between Lyn-
da Sandal and Jocelyn Harlowe:
Lynda was without question the more
open and ardent of the two. Her
eyes had burned upon Nick, lus
home, his life, his friends with
golden flame of insert t. of sympa-
thy, of the will to understand. It
was the gift which Marcella had re-
fused ant! helix Kent had not even
desired to evoke.
One evening Felix questioned h«r.
Heretofore Jocelyn had been the
questioner..
"Why,” he asked her "do you look
ao conventual tonight?”
I "Oh," said Jocelyn realizing that
•he muM answer. ’’You uaed to *a>
| 1 d.idn’t look as I ought to; coiron
tual, that ii,”
“Tynight you do.”
“That’s funny.”
( FjLix laughed a dry little laugh with
' aecret meaning.
"I wonder whether it isn’t very
funny.” • He went over to her. sat
on the arm of her chair and . bent
' capturing her in one strong
arm.' ■■■■•>•
days—and Jocelyn rather anxiously
recognised that she mKs i llim—
there came a night, Mary » night out.
when Jocelyn drew frotn her old
trunk the pleated skin and the small
dark jacket and the tam-o-shanter
and ran her fingers through her
hair.
Ths* tune she found hgr father ;.i
tfa outer room of hit lodging, alone
He was dooblad onrer a shabby desk
ami looked ao queer, so almost
gnomic over his papers, with his
brilliaat squinting eyes, that Lynda
had again that sick flash of repul-
sion. Perhaps he recognized it for
he put both hia dark distorted bands
IS) 191*
dained by Clod and man tor anything
so unimportant to the race as hap-
piness. Don’t let them fool you as
to that. It’s for your discipline, my
angel. Mv father hath chastised you
with scorpions ’ Don’t you know tha
Old I’estament?"
"We were uot allowed to study
■ or Bible,’ said Lynda, white and
scared. "Nick. Nick, I must Us
happy. 1 don’t want to be chaatiand.
1 wan' rot to be atraid . . • a# my
mother is. As mv mother is—’’ And
at that instant first did the child
know what it was in Marcella that
so disturbed, so alienated her.
Nick had hastily finished his drink,
<*»*)
ft
o
in
n
rh
He toMad a handful of paper money in the air before he noticed Lyndas
before his face an instant.
She wished to draw the poor face
he had hidden against h*r breast. He
killed the impulse with laughter,
genuine laughter that could not
wound her though it mocked.
"You wretched woman - thing,”
said Nick, his whole face gleaming
with charm and with masculine re-
bellion, "get out, get away from me.
I won't b£ mothered by you. Go on
and rummage through my posses-
sions, F.ve. You may indulge your
feminine cursositv at my expense
but I'm blasted if I'll be the victim
i' "Vbok, child, I have to be a wav of your softness. I.yn*»a. don’t vou
you for a fortnight presently.' 1 fail in love with inc, nndcrc..,na.
"I must love you," said Lynda
Her heart went plunging, whether
for joy or sorrow she could not for
the life of her have told. “When
1 come back don't you think we could
shorten this engagement of ours a
little? I’m getting weary of convent
airs. I want—" and suddenly his
face was dyed in deep hot color, "I
wyit a wife-’
I Marcella spoke as though she were
netting from her volume.
"J can see no reason for keeping
softly. "1 must love you. You are
me. I feel you in me.’
"Above his papers he stared
blankly for an instant. Then,
"Thanks, Lynda," he said simply.
“I like to be a part of your loveli-
ness, if only for a little while. Go
on now. I really have to finish this.
When you come back we’ll talk.”
The bedroom, which contained one
full-sized bed and one narrow cot
: waiting mud 1 nger, Felix. 1 agamst the wall, was the most un-
«-v * ......«*? Mmmir*1
On Nicks dressing table there
but it seems to me that you have
tested each other’s affections now suf-
ficiently, have had time to draw close
to each otlicr."
Jhc girl looked from one to the
Other wi*h scared !den eyes.
"You mean you'll lioth go away ?
You’ll leave me alone here for all
those days before . . . before . . . ?"
Her heart beat visibly titiucr the
ivory silk across her breast.
Felix bent to her lips. Before his
own fell upon them he said in a low
key. "Much safer for you, my dar-
ling, to be rid of mi just now." Even
lower his voice dropped. “I can’t
wait. I can't wait.” And the kiss
she dreaded fell upon her with trie
anguish of a blow.
But she endured it, withdrawing
into some fastness, anesthetizing her
soul All her body, however, drew
itself up and hack into the chair as
though it suffered pain
Sh< listened while Felix and Mar-
cel!:. discussed details. She breathed
deeply, her heart at bitter, at defiant
labor. She was to be left alone in
her ignorance of life. And then she
was to be given to this man. "Oh,
no," said Lynda Sandal speaking
desperately to her own heart, "we
shall see first. There will be a fort-
night at least of liberty and of ex
perience. Perhaps my mother is
wrong. Perhaps this Felix does not
understand me. Perhaps this one
correct and most indulgent gentleman
is not the only doorway into life and
love. I have a chance to learn the
truth, just a brief mad chance, and
if during this fortnight I discover
that my anger and my shame and my
terror tinder the embrace of a future
husband do not mean what my mother
assures me that they mean," her
chest lifted, a wind seemed to blow
across her mind, “then I will never
marry him, so help me God; not
even to escape frotn . . . her I” Tc
the terrible estrangement of this pro-
noun had Marcella driven her.
Events shaped themselves rapidly to
make her quest of the truth possible.
Cousin Sara came; an old woman
with an car trumpet, very active and
very larne, who gadded about the city
all day with a passionate enthusiasm
for shopping, and went to bed at
night exhausted by her own nervous
activity.
were no photographs, no knick-
knacks; there were no pictures on
his walls. On top of a tall chest of
drawers, however, a set of '‘bun
cheap toilet articles had been neatly
arranged and there was a great pic-
tu e of a dog, one of those magnifi-
cent canine heads which, loyal,
brave, unselfconscious, have a no-
bility greater than humanity’s.
"Tell me about your dog. Father, ’
was the girl’s first question when
after a very brief inspection she came
back into *he outer roefin. "He’s
such a beauty."
"It isn’t my dog. It’s Jock Ayle-
ward’s. The animal’s dead now, I
imagine. He was Jock’s beast before
Jock met with other beasts less beau-
tiful. Jock keeps a sort of corner here
with me."
“It’s not his home, then?”
"Bless the child! Home?” He
clicked his tongue, his eyes laugh-
ing at her. "No. This is not nis
home. Look like a home to you?
Jock is what you might call a bird
of passage."
"A salesman?" suggested Lynda,
proud of her worldly wisdom in be-
ing able to guess a business occupa-
tion for a man.
Nick chuckled. He seemed de-
lighted with her suggestion. "Well,
yes. You might have him call it
that. He's a sort of hunter too. To-
night he’s after big game—against
my express advice. Dangerous hunt-
ing. If I'm touchy tonight, Lynda,
that’s the reason. I’m not^ of
patient disposition. Are you?”
Lynda considered this.
"I don’t quite know. I think I
must be. I've done nothing all my
life so far but wait.”
“Wrhen will vou be married?"
"Tell r». shall I like being mar-
ried, Fatlie'
"I wish you’d call me Nick,”
"Oh. wouldn’t that be horribly dis-
respectful?"
“The last tivng I crave, O daugh-
ter of mine o'd age, is respect."
"Then—Nick ... oh. please do
answer me quickly, someone is com-
ing up the stairs."
Nick listened, alert, rigid.
"Father, Nick, please. Before
Jock Ayleward comes. Nick, shall
I like being married*’’
"No. Of course not, vou little sim-
had risen, was not looking at her
but at hjs door. The step was mount-
ing rapidly!
"Oh, thatl” he threw back at her
hastily over his crooked shoulder.
“1 never said you had to be afraid,
did I? That’s just exactly the one,
thing vou mustn’t be, my girl. If
Mr. Felix Kent really scares yon
in any profound sense of the word,
quit him cold. . .. • It «.I°^T 1
The door was opened with a sort
of quiet violence and Ayleward,
faultlessly attired in evening dress,
his hair as sleek as a screen lover’s,
came in. shut the door and flung a
fierce arm about Sandal’s shoulders,
"There, you old belly-acher, what
do you say? Next time will trust <»
born card-handler." ——■ ^ ,
As he spoke he was pulling from
his pockets great handfuls of paper
money which he shook before Nick's
eyes and then tossed up in the v.r
so that they fell abou: the roopi l'ke
dead leaves. In this moment of f
triumph mysterious to Lyi 'Jr. he I
dropped the grim mask from his
mobile and wild winged face. L>. .i
saw that he was young, ten yc.v.s
younger than Felix Kent, you .;
enough to be Sandal’s son.
"Jock, you fool. Here’s Lynda!"
The mask snapped into place.
Ayleward turned it upon Nick's vis-
itor in startled grim fixation. He
bowed and began to colie t ! i Ou u-
ings; for surely they must ho,
thought Lynda, same sort of -
ings from his salesmanship! tvh .t
he had them bundled to -ether iie
added to them what was left in his
clothing and put the whole irr at
mass into a drawer which he 1 .. l t d.
Then he turned to go,
- - - ® -
“Tnke her home, will y u. Tor ; ’
said Nick. “I’m done and he ought
to he getting hack to her j
seems to belong.’
But it was nearly morning when
he came back to furiou:- vow’isg
Nick.
Ayleward came in ; t the d r
then, humming a dance air wi:ii a
Strange dazed wistful look i hut
young face.
On the way to get a ta-.i, Lyr. hi
gripped Jock by the arm.
"I must talk to you, Vou m t
tell me about Nick.”
“All right. I’ll take you some-
where.”
"Do you like to dance?” asked
Ayleward.
"Yes. But I’m not dressed for a
restaurant and my moth—”
“You’re dressed for the place I'm
taking you to, only I will say you’re
a bit stagey.”
At the address he had given the
driver he helped her out.
They mounted steep and narrow
stairs which might once have led
up from the kitchen of a private
house and Lynda found herself
seated on a bench against a wall,
Jock opposite her across a bare
small narrow -table. It held one
shaded light. Jock ordered supper
fo"d. Mechanical music was playing.
The floor was filled with dancers,
their bodies pressed together. Others
drank and ate. But except for the
music the long narrow room was
very quiet and orderly.
Lynda drank the black coffee Jock
had ordered for her. Jock wa»
watching the dancers.
"Want to dance?”
Continued Next Week
So, after Felix had been gone four pleton. It'* not an institution or-
PECAN CAP NEWS
MRS. O. B. YBAGBR
CORRESPONDENT
❖ •> ♦ •> •>
BEN FRANKLIN
♦ «•
Mrs. Harry Patterson and daugh-
ter spent Wednesday with Mrs. W. F.
Nanney
Several farmers have been busy this
week canning meat.
Mrs. Z. M. Miller is having some
Improvements added to her place
W T. Bramblett was an Enloe vis-
itor one day this week.
Mv . O. Hicks has been called to
Fa ;- is he- father. F P. Green, is
very 111.
F. Cameron was a Cooper visitor
Tuesday.
D. R Black transacted business in
Cooper Tuesday.
Ben Franklin ball boys played
Cooper Tuesday night and came out
victorious.
Mr. and Mrs. Morris Minnis went
--j Ladonia Tuesday to visit Mr and
Mrs. J. B. Minnis
Correction.
An error occurred in reporting the
reduction the Commissioners’ Court
made a year ago in the ex-officio paid
to the District Clerk. The article in
The Review stated that it was reduc-
ed from $50 o $25 per month, when
it should have stated reduced from
$26 to $15 per month.
Baptist Church
B. R. YOUNG, Pastor.
Sunday School at 10 o’clock.
Superintendent, V. Shipman.
Morning and evening services on
2nd and 4th Sundays
Training Service at 6:30 Sunday
evening
Mid-week services Wednesday eve-
ning, 7 o'clock.
Methodist Church
J. P. FLEMING, Pastor
Sunday School at 10 o’clock.
Wood West, superintendent.
Sermon each Sunday, both morn-
ing and evening.
Epworth League at 6:30 o’clock Sun-
day evening.
Mid-Week services Wednesday eve-
ning at 7 o’clock.
Christian Church.
REV. GRIFFITHS .Pastor.
Sunday School at 10 o'clock.
Marion Morehead, superintendent.
Services both morning and evening
on 1st anil 3rd Sundays.
Mid-week services Wednesday eve-
ning.
Merry Matrons' Club.
The Merry Matrons’ Club No. 1 en-
tertained Club No- 2 at the home of
Mrs. Sam Morgan Thursday after-
noon, Jan. 14. The above date being
the first anniversary of the club, the
house was very beautifully decorated
and on the dining table was a large
angel food cake on wliicli one large
candle burned all -the afternoon.
Mis Marion Morehead gave a read-
ing and Mrs Frank. Crawford sang.
Several tables of 42 were enjoyed.
Covers were laid for 30 members and
a lovely refreshment plate of marsh-
mallow snow and angel cake served.
Everyone reported an enjoyable aft-
ernoon, wishing many more happy
birthdays for the club
Mr. and Mrs. Roy Brook6 of Tahoka
have been visiting her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. El wood Hasting.
Rev J. P. Fleming and S. D. Miller
attended the Missionary Institute at
Cooper last Thursday.
Robert West has been going to Paris
the past week for treatment of an
absees- in his throa't below his ton-
sils,
Mi*, and Mrs. Dick Garrison and
Mrs. Beulah Fowler were Paris visit-
ors Thursday-
J. E. Newman and Clarence Cock-
rell were in Cooper on business last
Thursday.
France- Thaxton has been visiting
her uncle near Sulphur Spring*.
Arthur Scoggins, who has been very
sick for the past ten days, is improv-
ing some.
Among those who attended the fu-
neral of Albert Richardson of Honey
Grove Friday morning were, Rev- B.
R. Young, Mrs. Hattie Carter, Jess
Carter, Mr. and Mrs. S. D Miller and
Mr. and Mrs. Sam Morgan.
Henry Howard of Ladonia was in
Pecan Gap Tuesday.
•--o-l*o-
Pay your school taxes before Feb
1 and save the ten per cent penalty-
arid interest which will be added
after that date.
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W. J. Lemmond, who attended a
Commissioners’ Court meeting In
Houston last week, returned home
Saturday.
We are sorry to report that there
are several on the sick list.
Clara Bryan spent the week end at
home with her mother, Mrs. Mabel
Brvan.
Veda Jean, the small daughter of
W. C. Regan, la still improving.
G. T. Anderson's home at Lake
Creek was destroyed by Are Monday
morning about 3 o’clock.
Juanita Wigley spent Sunday eve-
ning with Mr. and Mrs. Opal Foster.
Hazel Lemmond, Mr. and Mrs. W.
C Regan and family visited Mr. and
Mrs. J. W. Russell Sunday.
Mabel Anderson spent Monday
night with Margaret Petitflls.
Mary Lee Anderson spent Monday
night with her sister, Mrs. s. D. Rus-
sell.
Clara Bryan visited Johnnie Rus-
sell Sunday evening.
Mrs. Mabel Anderson spent Tuesday
with her sister, Mrs Nina Landers.
Miss Latanae Taylor, who is attend-
ing school in Paris, spent the week
end at home.
Miss Iona Thompson spent Satur-
day night and Sunday with Miss Fay
Pound.
FLAPPERS OF ’32.
------<***&<£>-- - —
Bethel B. Y. P. U.
— • ■
C.i Sunday, January 24, the follow-
ing program will be presen.ed at 6
;’clock at the Bethel Church:
Evils of Liquor Traffic.
Scripture Reeding—Ruby Bond
Group Captain No. 2 in charge.
Introduction—Alice Lee Bond.
Distance is Dangerous—Clyde Price.
Paying the Price of Closer Walk—
Van George.
Cultivating the Closer Walk—Marie
Lancaster.
Receiving the Returns of the Closer
Walk—James Gammons.
Transformation of the Closer Walk
—Travis Chism
Special Song.
Everybody is cordially invited to at-
tend.
ALICE BOND, Reporter.
Scissors, clippers, razors sharpened.
—G. Fred Turner.
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lb. 7c
Qrandmothers
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Sliced be
Rolls . 5c
OLEOMAR-
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2 ib.. 25c
WISCONSIN
Cheese
lb. 18c
Armour’s Wrapd Bacon lb. 17c
Fresh Fig Bars .
2 lb. for 23c
Excell Crackers
2 lb. box 19C
Economy Raisins
. 2 lbs. 17C
Sparkle Gellatin
• 3 for 19c
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Idaho Potatoes 10 lbs. for 19c
Fresh Carrots .
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Iceberg Lettuce 2 heads for 9c
Spinach . . .
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