South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-09-05
Spangles Of Illusion
By Katherine Hopson

an old ~favorite song. But her voice
sounded weak and unmanageable.
is it gone forever" she wondered.
her beautiful voice hat had been
her chief asset ."
She fell TO wondering what she
could do II it were. She la taught
school a couple of years in Glendale
before she came to New York, per
haps she could do so AGAIN. That
afternoon when she was safely set
tied on the train, she felt a sense OF
lethargy steal over her. She didn't
care what happened when she got
back, so long as they would let her
rest.
When she reached Marquane next
day, she was surprised by the bus
tie and stir of the usually quiet little
county seat. Flags and bunting were
waving everywhere. Then she re-
membered hat this was the week
Of the annual county fair.
The train from New York was late.
so she missed the early one out 10
Glendale. and was obliged TO wait
until late that afternoon.
Six whole hours TO wait, I'm
afraid my courage Will ooze away
in that time She decided 10 go
down town for lunch. as the ounter
at the station did not look inviting.
AS she approached a restaurant from
the opposite direction came a man
who at first glance seemed familiar.
She looked again, but he recognized
her first.
'"Why-Judith Grayson-where'd
You come from? % exclaimed Ed Mo
berly.
From New York, she laughed as
they shook hands. Then. with the
old fearless candor as if forestalling
his next question: Il lost my job, so
thought this a good time TO come
back for the long delayed visit, and
rest up a bit. I was really awfully
hOmesick.''
He insisted on her dining with him
and leo the way TO a quiet table.
She was grateful that he did not
play her with questions. II was
rather she who questioned him, and
every bit of news about old friends
was eagerly received. AS they
talked she noted the changes five
years had made. Big and broad
.shouldered he had always been, but
there was about him now a new air
Of purpose and power. In the course
of his conversation, the reason for
this became apparent.
After father died and I inher-
tied the farm" he explained, L knew
/ had 10 make good, 50 ! went 10
the state university and tOok an
agricultural course. when I got back
the neighbOrs laughed al what they
called my book-farmin', but they
changed their tune when returns be
gan to come in. I went in for raising
cattle.-Holsteins. I've a few of my
best here At the fair. wouldn't you
like 10 go out to see them? They're
10 be shown at the coliseum this
afternoon
For a moment she hesitated wom-
ankle. thinking Of her appearance.
then a glance across At the mirror
treasured her, and she graciously
consented.
When they reached the fair
grounds. Moberly wanted 10 20 10
the stables 70 see that all was well
with his cattle before the exhibit.
AS they made their way through
the crowd, Judith followed rather
breathlessly in his broad shouldered
woke.
At the stables. Moberly was re
ceived with respect by the attendants.
Il was evident he was a big man
among them. Instead Of the few
cattle he had carelessly designated,
it seemed 10 Judith there was a
whole herd
Wed better so TO the coliseum
now 10 get good seats. said Ed.
They sat in the reserved section
near the band stand. and Judith
looked around her like a happy
child. The crowd was made up chief
~ OF rural population, and the people
with their fresh healthy coloring
seemed like another race from those
strained h~aggard faces she had been
used 20 seeing at the picture show
where she SANG. Moberly fitted IN
well with the sanity OF the scene
She noted he was v-ell-groomed. an
escort OF whom any woman might
be proud. This reminded her again
o. hex asa appearance She drew