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American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31
LEHI LOCALS

LEHI LOCALS
Mr.. w. f. Dunklely Of Salt Lake
City was a Lehi visitor on the cath.
John r. Jones Is the victim OF a
severe attack of rheumatism.
Rugs, rugs, rugs--new fall patterns
now ready at Peoples Coop 31-1t
Mr.. and Mrs. Andrew Jacobs and
Mrs. John Jacobs we're Springville
visitors, Tuesday.
Miss Mary Edwards, after n stay
of some months in Milford. returned
home this week
Mrs. T. Stewart, Of Park City, has
been visiting her parents, Mr.. and
Mrs. w. s. Evans for the past week.
Boyd Merrihew. of Salt Lake City
spent July oath In Lehi, the guest of
Mrs Ada Stoddard.
On your outing trip don't forget to
take "kodak"-People's Coop. 31-1t
Mr.. and Mrs. John Steed, of Farm
ington, are visiting with Mrs. Steed's
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. Prime Jacobs.
Misses leila Rhodes and Emily Wan
lass returned to Lehi, Sunday, after
an extended visit in Idaho.
Mr. and Mrs. John Roberts had for
their guest on Pioneer Day Mrs. Jane
Coleman. OF Manti
Mrs. Andrew Trane, OF Garland, is
in Lehi spending some time visiting
friends and relatives.
Mr.. and Mrs. John w. Chiffon leave
today for visit With friends In Ida
no Falls.
Don't fail to see Mole and Dutton,
great bicycle gymnasts, at the Roya
tonight. 31-1t
The Sunday School teachers and
officers of the Fourth Ward will give
a party tonight In the ward house
Mrs. Louise Fisher has had as her
guest for the past week Mrs. Vim.
Jackson OF Scoheld.
Mrs. Jesse @. Webb, Ill with typhoid
fever in Garland, is still critically Ill,
with not much change in her condi-
ton.
Mrs. M. w. Ingalls, Is confined to
her bed again. DR.. Steele was down
early in the week In consultation
with the local doctors.
Still selling lemons at zoe the doz-
en- ut Peoples Coop. 3l-1t
Mrs. Peter Schow was taken to Salt
Lake Wednesday for medical exam
ination. She does not seem to i'm
prove.
Pete vosnos held q wrestling match
with Lee Clyde, the Heber Champion.
Wednesday evening, and threw him
twice. the first fall In 20 minutes and
the second time In 80 seconds.
Mr.. and Mrs. william Welsh left
this wetxt for the three-weeks' trip
to the expositions. They also antici-
pate taking In other points of interest
In California while on the coast
Mrs. Elmer Peterson gave child
rens' party the first Of the week in
honor of the birthday of her little
daughter Freda. Games and refresh
ments provided the entertainment.
LOST-ln Second Ward. small
package dry goods, containing ging-
ham. dainty ribbon. etc, on Monday
Finder please return to ELI Kendall's
residence and receive reward. Silt
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mrs. T. Stewart, Of Park City, has
been visiting her parents. Mr.. and
Mrs, w. s. Evans for the past week.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mr.. and Mrs. John Austin entertain
ed as guests this week, Mrs. Seymour
Duke, of Heber.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mr.. and Mrs. Il. A. Bushman return
ed Thursday from n weeks visit with
Jacob Bushman In Fairview.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Boyd Merrihew, of Salt Lake City
spent July oath in Lehi, the guest of
Mrs. Ada Stoddard.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Vaudeville and pictures every FRI
day and Saturday nights--Admission
10c straight-Royal. Silt
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mrs. Robert Clarity and Miss Nor
ma Hammer spent Thursday In Am
erican Fork canyon with Miss Nita
Hammer at the upper power plant
Mrs. Joseph Hammer and her sister
Mrs. F. NJ. Young OF Provo. will spend
next week at the power plant.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Miss Media Bachelor is spending
the week visiting relatives in Provo.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Miss Media Bachelor is spending
the week visiting relatives in Provo.
Mr.. and Mrs. John Austin entertain
ed as guests this week, Mrs. Seymour
Duke, of Heber.
Mr.. and Mrs. Il. A. Bushman return
ed Thursday from n weeks visit with
Jacob Bushman in Fairview
Next big feature, Nance O'Neil, in
Princess Romanof," by Sardon, mex,
Wednesday and Thursday
Miss Norma Hammer attended a
theatre party In Salt Lake last even
ing.
Mrs. James Clark and Mrs Frank
Smith, both of Springville, are guests
at the home of Mr. and Mrs. John
Wood, this week.
Mr.. and Mrs. William Wing, accom-
panied by Mrs. Annie Coates and Mr..
and Mrs. George Larkin, made n trip
to Payson Sunday In the Wing car.
Miss Marie Fotheringham has gone
10 Salt Lake City for months stay
where she will be under the care OF
an eye specialist.
Albert Mason, of Carey, Idaho. has
been the guest of Mr.. and Mrs. Walter
Woofinden during the week. Mr.. Ma
son is n nephew OF the Woofindens
Don't fail to see Mole and Dutton,
great bicycle gymnasts, at the Royal
tonight. Gilt
II. J. Hutchings and Luther Coates
are negotiating with the Scranton
Mining company to lease this famous
old property for year
Mr.. and Mrs. John Storms of Evans
vile. Indiana, are guests Of Mr.. and
Mrs. G. L. Schow this week. They are
on their return from a months trip |
to the San Francisco exposition and
coast resorts.
A Canyon party early in the week
was Misses vervine Evans, Jenna |
Bradshaw. Rellia Asher, Meldon Kirk
ham and Louis Jones and Davey Dor
ton. They were chaperoned by Mes
danes VIM. Asher and Thomas Jones.
The little daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. |
Albert Spratley. after drinking at one
OF the Main Street fountains Thurs
day. fell to the sidewalk, striking her
head on the cement pavement II was
some time before she regained con-
seriousness.
Mrs. Robert Clarity and Miss Nor
ma Hammer spent Thursday In Am
erican Fork canyon with Miss Nita
Hammer at the upper power plant
Mrs. Joseph Hammer and her sister,
Mrs. F. NJ. Young OF Provo. Will spend
next week at the power plant.
Lehi's Formulation Increasing
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

On your outing trip don't forget to
take a kodak"--Peoples Coop. 31-1t
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Next big feature, Nance O'Neil, Il
Princess Romanoff," by Sardon, mex
Wednesday and Thursday
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mr.. and Mrs. John Sterns of Evans
Vile. Indiana, are guests Of Mr.. and
Mrs @. l.. Schow this week. They are
on their return from a months trip
to the San Francisco exposition and
coast resorts.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mr. and Mrs. John Steed, of Farm
ington. are visiting with Mrs. Steed's
parents. Mr.. and Mrs. Prime Jacobs.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Misses leila Rhodes and Emily Wan
lass returned to Lehi, Sunday, after
an extended visit in Idaho.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

X. ]. Hutchings and Luther Coates
are negotiating with the Scranton
Mining company to lease this famous
old property for year.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

LOST-In Second Ward. a small
package dry goods. containing ging-
ham. dainty ribbon. etc. on Monday
Finder please return to ELI Kendail's
residence and receive reward SILT
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

The little daughter of Mr.. and Mrs.
Albert Spratley. after drinking at one
Of the Main Street fountains Thurs
day. fell to the sidewalk, striking her
head on the cement pavement. It was
some time before she regained con-
seriousness.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

A Canyon party early in the week
was Misses vervine Evans, Jenna
Bradshaw, Rellia Asher, Meldon Kirk
ham and Louis Jones and Davey Dor
ton. They were chaperoned by Mes
danes VIM. Asher and Thomas Jones.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mrs. James Clark and Mrs. Frank
Smith, both of Springville, are guests
at the home of Mr.. and Mrs. John
Wood, this week.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

AIDert Mas0h, OF Chroy, Idaho, mas
been the guest OF Mr.. and Mrs. Walter
Woofinden during the week. Mr.. Ma
son is n nephew OF the Woofindens.
Don't fail to see Mole and Dutton,
great bicycle gymnasts, at the Royal
tonight. Gilt
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mr.. and Mrs. John Roberts had for
their guest on Pioneer Day Mrs. Jane
Coleman. of Manti.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Miss Norma Hammer attended O
theatre party In Salt Lake last even
ing.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Mrs. Andrew Trane, of Garland, is
in Lehi spending some time visiting
friends and relatives.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

The Sunday School teachers and
officers Of the Fourth Ward will give
a party tonight In the ward house.
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1915-07-31

Don't fail to see Mole and Dutton,
great bicycle gymnasts, at the Roya.
tonight. 31-1t
The Carlisle independent., 1915-04-01

ing about tho room with eyen that seemed to take in everything.
 q am sure shall be very happy in this dear old house." she said quietly Your own mother must have loved it, Frederic"
 James Brood started. Unnoticed by the others, his fingers frightened on the gloves he carried in his hand.
 T never knew my mother" said the young man. "She died when l was a baby"
 But of course this was her home, was it'not?"
 q don't know" said Frederic, un- comfortably. q suppose so. IT came here few years ago and"
 But even though you never knew her, there must still be something here that-that-how shall I say it? I mean, you must feel that she and you were here together years and years ago. One may never have seen his mother, yet he can always feel her. There is something-shall I say spiritual-in-"
 Her husband broke in upon these curiously harsh
 :. Mrs. Desmond is waiting Yvonne. ]"
 She drew herself up. Are you in such great haste, Mrs Desmond?" she asked in a voice that cut like knife. 1nstinctively, she glanced at Fred cries face. She saw the muscles of the jaw harden and an angry light leap into his eyes. Instantly her arro- gance fell away. q beg your pardon, Mrs. Desmond. l have many bad hab- it's. Now will you kindly show me to my room? l prefer that you and not of the servants should be my guide. Au revoir, Frederic Till tea time. James"
 Her eyes were sparkling her husky voice once more full of the appealing quality that could not be denied. The flush of injured pride faded from Mrs. Desmond's brow, and a faint look of surprise crept into her eyes. To her further amazement, the younger wom- an laid hand upon her arm and gave it a gentle, friendly pressure.
 The men watched them in silence as they left the room, side by side A moment later they heard the soft laughter of the two women as they mounted the stairs together.
 Frederic drew a long breath.
 She's splendid, father" he said. impulsively.
 Broods face was still clouded. He did not respond to the eager tribute.
 Father and son faced each other. They were a striking pair, each in his way an example of fine, clean
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q wouldn't try to get at it, my dear," she said. Wait and see. Come, you must have your coffee. am glad you came down early. The old gentlemen are at breakfast now. Come in"
 He followed her dejectedly, a per ceptible droop to his shoulders.
 MT. Dawes and Mir Riggs were seat ed at the table. Lydia, trif1e pale and distrait, was pouring out their third cup of coffee. The old men showed no sign of their midnight ex- perience. They were very wide awake, clear-eyed and alert, as old men will be who do not count the years of life left in the span appoint ed for them.
 Good morning, Freddy" said they. almost in one voice As he passed behind their chairs on his way to Lydia's side, he slapped each of them cordially on the back They seemed to swell with relief and gratitude. He was not in the habit of skipping them on the back.
 Good morning, gentlemen" said he. Then he lifted Lydia's slim fin gers to his lips. Good morning, dear" She squeezed his fingers tightly and smiled. A look of relief leaped into her eyes; she drew a long breath.
 She poured his coffee for him every morning. Her hand shook a little as she lifted the tiny cream pitcher. 'I didn't sleep very well," she explained in low voice. His hand rested on her shoulder for a moment in a gentle caresS.
 Poor old Jim!" sighed Mir Dawes. He'll probably have to ask us to va nose, too. I imagine she'll insist on making a spare bedroom out of our room, sos she can entertain all of her internal relations. Jones, will you give me some more bacon and another egg?"
 And I thought it was nothing but shipwreck," murmured MT. Riggs, plaintively.
 Frederic hurried through breakfast. Lydia followed him into the library.
 Are you going out, dear?" she asked anxiously.
 "Yes. I've got to do something. cant sit still and think of what's go- ing to happen. I'll be back for lunch con-"
 Half an hour later he was in the small bachelor apartment of two col lege friends, a few blocks farther up- town, and he was doing the thing he did nearly every day of his life in a surreptitious way. He sat at the cheap upright piano in their disor- dered living-room and, unhampered by the presence of young men who pre- ferred music as it is rendered for the masses, played as if his very soul was in his fingers.
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CHAPTER III.
The Bride.


 Frederic fiatly refused to meet the steamer when she docked As if swayed by his decision, Dawes and Riggs likewise abandoned plan to greet the returning master and his bride as they came down the gang tory counsel of Mrs. Desmond, Brood s son would have absented himself from the house on the day of their arrival Jones and footman went to the pier with the chauffeur.
 It was half-past two in the after noon when the automobile drew up in front of the house and the fur coated footman nimbly hopped down and threw open the door.
 James Brood, a tall, distinguished looking man of fifty, stepped out of the limousine. For an instant, before turning to assist his wife from the car, he allowed his keen eyes to sweep the windows on the lower floor. In one of them stood his son, holding the lace curtains apart and smiling a welcome thot oCCllCd oiiSCl I1C WdtCd ulS hand to the man on the sidewalk. Brood responded with a swift, almost perfunctory gesture and then held out his hand to the woman who was de- scending.
 Frederic's intense gaze was fixed on the stranger who was coming into his life. At word from Brood, she glanced up at the window. The smile still fingered on the young mans lips, but his eyes were charged with an expression of acute wonder. He had never looked upon a more beautiful creature in all his life. A kind of stu pefaction held him motionless until he heard the door close behind them; In the brief interval, however. picture had been impressed upon his senses that was to last forever.
 She was slightly above the medium height, slender and graceful even in the long, thick coat that enveloped her. She did not wear a veil. He had a swift but enduring glimpse of cu- riously pallid, perfectly modelled face; ol Jet uidSh Adii oi d HIlil, SeuSlllN6 chin. Somehow he received the ex- traordinary impression that the slim, 1.-the body was never cold that she expressed in some indefnable way the unvarying temperature of youth.
 He hurried into the hall, driven by the latent spur of duty. He heard his fathers warm. almost gay response to the greetings of the old men, whose hands he wrung with a fervor that was unmistakabla He heard him
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after prolonged separations, to look for something in the boys face that he wanted to see and yet dreaded, something that might have escaped him when in daily contact with him. Now, at the end of the rather offen- siye scrutiny, he seemed to shake his head slightly, although one could not have been sure.
 And as charming as she is attrae- tive, Frederic" he said, with a faint flush of the enthusiasm he suppressed.
 Who is she?" asked his son, with out realizing the bluntness of his eager question.
 Who is she?" repeated his father, raising his eyebrows slightly. She is Mrs. James Brood
 IT beg your pardon" stammered Frederic. q didn't mean to put it in that way. Who was she? Where did you meet her and-Oh, I want to know all there is to tell, father I've heard nothing. l am naturally curi- ous-"
 Brood stopped him with a gesture.
 She was Yvonne Lestrange, before we were married d-Mademoiselle Le- strange. We met some time ago at the house of mutual friend in Paris. l assure you, her references are all that could be desired" His tone was sarcastic.
 Frederic flushed. I'm sorry l asked the questions, sir" he said, stiffly.
 Brood suddenly laughed, quiet laugh that had some trace of humor and touch of compunction in it. T beg your pardon. Frederic. Come up to my room and smoke a cigar with me while I'm changing. I'll tell you about her. She is wonderful.
 To his own surprise, and to Fred cries astonishment, he linked his arm in the young mans and started toward the hall. Afterward Brood was to won der even more than he wondered then what it was that created the sudden desire to atone for the hurt look he had brought to the eyes of Matilde's son-and the odd longing to touch his arm gently.
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room was darkened by means of heavy window hangings; the effect was that produced by the gloaming just before the stars appear Objects were shadowy, indistinct, mysterious. The light from the jade-room door threw a diverging ray across the full length of the room. In the very cen ter of this bright strip sat placid eff1gy of Buddha that Brood had found in a remote corner of Siam, sereneiy stolid on top of its thick base of bronze and lacquer, with shining shrine for a background. In the dim edge of the shadow, near the door at the far end of the room, Lydia made out the motionless, indistinct figure Of woman The faint outlines of the face were discernible but not so the
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manhood. The father was taller by a couple of inches than the son, and yet Frederic was nearly six feet in his stockings. Both were spare men, erect and gracefully proportioned Brood gave out the impression of great strength, of steel sinews, of in- vincible power; Frederic did not sug- gest physical strength. and yet he was a clean-limbed, well-built fellow. He had a fine head, a slim body whose every movement proclaimed nervous energy, and face that denoted tenn perament of the most pronounced character It was not strong face, nor was it weak; it represented char acter without force.
 On the other hand, James Brood's lean, handsome face was full of power His gray eyes were keen, steady. compelling and seldom alight with warmth. His jaw was firm, square, resolute, and the lines that sank heavily into the flesh in his cheeks were put there not by age but by the very vigor of manhood His hair was quite gray.
 Frederic waited for his father to speak. But James Brood had noth- ing to say She is very attractive, father" said the young man at last, almost wistfully. He did not realize it. but he was groping for sympathy Brood had been in the house for a quarter of an hour, after an absence of nearly year, yet his greeting had been cold, casual, matter-of-fact Fred eric expected little more than that; still he felt in vague way that now, if never again, the ice of reserve might be broken between them if only for moment. He was ready and willing to do his part.
 Brood was studying the young man S face with an intensity that for the moment disconcerted him. He seemed bent on fixing certain features in his minds eye, as if his memory had once played him false and should not do so s.sain. It was habit of Brood's,
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CHAPTER Ii-Continued.

Tt proves that your father has made no mistake in selecting his friends, my dear. My dear husband used to say that he would cheerfully die for James Brood and he knew that James Brood would have died for him just as read fly. There is something in friendships of that sort that we can't understand. We have never been able to test our friends, much less ourselves. We-'
 T would die for you, Mrs Des- naond, cried Frederic, a deep flush overspreading his face. For you and Lydia"
 You come by that naturally" she said. laying her hand upon his arm. Blood will tell. Thank you, Fred eric" She smiled. q am sure it will not be necessary for you to die for me, however. As for Lydia, you must live, not die for her"
 I'll do both." he cried, impulsively Forgive me-"
 There is nothing to forgive" she said simply. And now, one word more, Frederic. You must accept this new condition of affairs in the right spirit. Your father has married again, after all these years. It is not likely that he has done so without delibera- ton. Therefore, it is reasonable to assume that he is bringing home with him wife of whom he at least is proud, and that should weigh con- Biderably in your summing up of the situation. She will be beautiful, ac- complished, refined-and good, Fred eric. Of that you may be sure Let ne implore you to withhold judgment uotil another and later day"
 q do not object to the situation. Mrs. Desmond" said he, the angry light returning to his eyes, ESQ much az resent the wording of that tele- gram. It is always just that way. He lsses no chance to humiliate me. He"
 Hush! You are losing your temper again"
 "Well, who wouldn't? And here's another thing-the very worst of all How is this new condition going to affect you, Mrs. Desmond?"
 She was silent for a moment. "Of course shan't stay on here, Frederic shall not be needed now As soon as Mrs. Brood is settled here I shall go"
 And you expect me to be cheerful and contented!" he cried, bitterly.
 Something of the sort" she said.
 My father objects to my going into business or taking up profession. I am dependent on him for everything. But why go into that? We've talked 1t over a thousand times. I don't un- derstand but perhaps you do. It's a dogs way of living"
 Your father is making a man of you"
 "Oh, he is, et?" with great scorn.
 Yes He will make you see some day that the kind of life you lead is