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The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1919-11-19

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The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1919-11-19

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South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20
By Alsia Frances Brooks.

treasured as q family heirloom. The
pearls had been IN a safety vault and
the heirs or heiresses had had his or
her choice. They all appeared 70 be
as alike as peas. so there didn't seem
TO be much choice.
Wentworth stayed on . month or 50.
Mccormick seemed so low. and then
one day the end came. After the cere-
monies, Wentworth came home bring
ing The girl. Miriam. believe Is her
name, with him. She was at once
placed in q reputable girls school for
q three year term. coming home for
Christmas only. Young Wentworth
was out OF university six months after
she came 10 America and went right
into the arm with his father.
At the end Of her first year she came
home and Lucky Wentworth, Jr.. Lost
his head completely over her. Can you
blame him?" He flashed me another
quick look and then patted the dog low
ingly HE was sent to France then,
young Wentworth. for e couple OF
years. He came back about eight
months ago and they were married Just
two months ago"
He stopped as II the story ended, as
all stories do, in a romance. but
waited for the finish:
And the pearl!
We'll, when they were married she
was anxious to see OF what her for
tune might consist: II the mysterious
pearl had been picked and lost in the
generations or whether II still remain
ed to be solved. They went to a big
dealer down town and had the gem
examined. The dealer assured her II
was very fine imitation OF a pearl,
but not a pearl. not a real pearl He
would give her a dollar or so for Il,
but certainly not much.
You can imagine her CONSERVATION.
She felt that the mysterious pearl had
indeed fallen in her lot, but that Il was
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20
By Elsie Endicott.

taken some time IN advance. Sorry,
madam. but all we could accommodate
you with when Mr. Roman telephoned
us this morning was q stateroom with
beds in IL One OF the beds has al
ready been engaged; will you accep;
the otherT'
Sylvia accepted Il reluctantly She
Epurned fate that had kept her IN sus-
pense up until the very last night be-
fore the steamer sailed. But such was
the spirit OF adventure. she argued,
and finally succumbed rather than
wait another two weeks for the next
steamer.
Her room mate was a charming com
psnion-tor two days. Then the world
famed monster got her. sea sickness.
Sylvia, with a stewardess' help. helped
her all she could.
Then one day along toward the end
OF the trip her companion began 10 raj
ly. and simultaneously she gave Syl-
via a confidence.
MY heart Is broken with my hus-
band" she concluded. I've got TO keep
travelling and having change OF seen
cry all the time, else I'd go mad. He
is SO fckle. Why, be doesn't even at
tempt 70 defend me. bis wife, when
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

people talk. Death" she finished, al
most with sob. will be a great re-
lief 20 me-"
Sylvia's heart was filled With sym
PATTY. She knew the frail little wom-
an had suffered intensely; II vas writ
ten in every feature OF her little vor-
died face.
The next morning Sylvia opened the
staterOom door herself 20 recei-@ = "a
diogram for her room mae.
ITO Mrs. Stanley Harrison" Il read
Sylvia collapsed
Early that fall, after Sylvia had
spent an emotional few weeks al tbs
home OF Mr.. and Mrs Stanley Harrison
in Rio de Janeiro. and she had seen
for herself. New York boasted OF tie
wedding OF the Broadway faTorite 10
Mr.. Bradley Roman. theatrical man
sger.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

worth received a telegram ono day
from Mccormick to come ct once. Il
at all possible, and Wentworth rushed
over. 1t had been practically eight
years since Wentworth had been over
He found Mccormick in 3 modest
little English home he had built for
himself. living with hts daughter. His
health was failing and the doctors had
given him up. He wanted Wentworth
TO take the girl 10 America and send
her to a girls school TO bring her out.
He would give her all he had, which
would be sufficient to take her through
school. but that after this she would
have 20 use the fortune left her by her
mothers people.
This fortune on her mothers side
was rather mythical affair. although
in six previous occasions II had turned
out TO be substantial enough. This
fortune was not obtAinabls until her
twenty-frst birthday. or her marriage
day. should she De married before that
time. It's existance had become known
back about six generations. It had.
up 10 date, consisted OF pearls. There
had been seven pearls. One pearl was
TO be given to the FIRST born OF each OF
the following generations after the
death OF the ancestor leaving the for
tune. Each pearl was worth no small
amount in itself, but there was q mys-
terry about one, but no one had known
which one.
His daughter was to receive the sew
enth pearl. AS she was 10 leave the
country. she was TO have II now TO take
with her. but in order to comply with
the will as nearly as possible, she was
not going to offer it for sale until the
specified time.
The other six had not disclosed any
thing marvellous when offered for sale
other than to bring q good price. II
anyone OF them had been the pearl. It
had been sold at random or was being
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20
By Abner Anthony

possible for her TO do so. She had sat
all night thinking OF Peter. her prince
charming.
The old lady trembled with rage IN
til Lorraine could almost hear her
bones rattle. You wretch" she cried.
you migrate" Then, az though max
ing a terrific effort to reach out and
strike Lorraine. she tumbled out OF
her rickety horse-hair chair and fen
dead on the floor.
Lorraine was frightened She called
Nanny Betty, and together they ar
ranged to lay the sad. crippled with
revenge, old witch OF the community
in her last resting plsce-in her cher
ished wedding gown.
She sho' couldn't make q thunder
cloud out o. a product o. sunshine"
was Betty's last comment as few
weeks later she stood in the doorway
OF the old castle waving farewell 20
the newly married couple.
NO, Stree" she said. shaking her
kinky old head and with a smile OF
pleasure on her dark. old face. "lovo
don't 90 thats way. It's nat'ul all
right. and 20 can't make sour grapes
out O. peach"
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20
The Revelation Comes

Then the blow had been dealt. Stan
ley had proposed and Sylvia had an
nounced the engagement He had gone
away soon after TO New York TO make
good.
I'll make good all right or know
why she remembered him saying. as
she babe him farewell that afternoon
at the little station.
And Stanley was right. he did make
good After three years correspond
ing and waiting, Sylvia received q
crisp note one day saying he was go
ing 10 be married 70 a dear little Cir
IN the big town whom he had grown
to love during his stay there. she has
helped me wonderfully" he had writ
ten, and I really owe most OF my sue
cess to her"
That was all. Sylvia had received
the formal wedding announcement and
had suffered until she thought her
heart would break. But hearts are
flexible, as old nature has reminded US
again and again. and while they may
become weak IN spots. they are per
fectly able TO bend themselves into an
other direction. another love-or work
Sylvia chose the latter. She could
never love again. she was sure Stan
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20
ne Seven h Pearl

Who were those people who JUS
left?" asked at length.
The lady, 10 be exact?-
Well. yes" / smiled at his explicit
ness. she looked rather unusual, you
know. One OF your movie queens,
suppose"
mot much. NJ sir. not much. but ex-
pect they would be glad enough 10 gel
her. Wonderfully beautiful creature
isn't she7' I was surprised at this un-
usual speech. that is, it was rather
sudden for Brady Callahan.
There's a park two blocks down
let's walk down there by the fountain.
We settled ourselves in a semi-cir-
Gle bench close 10 the fountain and
Callahan relied his pipe with that
slow and steady exactness OF his and
twisted himself into a comfortable po-
sition. General Sherman curled him
self on the pebbles at Callahan's feet
and promptly closed his topaz eyes
Callahan's gaze sought the horizon
line.
That man was Lucky Wentworth
junior partner OF the Wentworth
Chanslor & Wentworth Company. The
lady is his two-months-old bride
Three and half years ago she came
to this country straight from the river
Nile. She was a picture in herself
with waving palms. gondolas and flmy
dancing girls in the background. Her
garments seemed 10 move rythmatical-
ly with the time OF some hidden East
ern music.
Ever heard OF Caxtel Mccormick
Probably not" he went on with only a
glance at me, you were too young
Mccormick was a great adventurer. He
has penetrated practically every inch
OF ground in the mysterious jungles OF
the Southern Pacific that white man has
ever touched or very likely 10 touch.
Mccormick was also Intimate friend OF
Lucky wentworth. senior. Wentworth,
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

ley had been her first and only sweet
heart and she still chung to him spir-
itually.
That had been ten years ago and
Sylvia had come TO New York with an
unconscious suspicion that she would
run across him some day. Her voice
offered a means OF livelihood and, sus
tanned Dy her sparkling beauty and be-
witching personality, New York decid-
ed 10 show her on She was a theat-
rical success Enthusiastically and every
one IN the big, critical town loved her.
Mr. Roman, her manager. most OF ell.
Sylvia had a sort OF reverent respect
for this fine, red-blooded type OF man,
but the chains OF her own ideals which
bound her TO the past forbade her al
lowing any sentiment to creep into
their platonic friendship.
Sylvia avoke from her reverie with
a start. She glanced at the little gold
clock on the mantel. then Jumped TO
her feet She had been doing surely
1T was after o'clock.
The next morning when Sylvia ar
rived at the steamer she found that
Mr.. Roman had done his best al the
last moment NO" the purser in
formed her. the suite de luxe has been
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

senior is the financial backbone and
considerable Of the brains OF the Went
worth & Chanslor Corporation" He
took long pull at his pipe and gszed
at me through his overhanging brows
The boys mother died when he was
but child and a maiden aunt, there
Is always a maiden aunt, isn't there,
took care OF him The father spent a
great deal OF his time with Mccormick
in Africa, the South Sea Islands and
at last in Egypt Mccormick there
met and fell in love with q very beau
tiful Egyptian woman, a noblevoman
by birth, believe. and having an Eng
lish grandfather.
Wentworth. after the wedding. came
home. Mccormick stayed. After an
elspse OF about FIVE years. Wentworth
made q hunting trip and wound It up
by coming back through Egypt TO see
IL he could find his old friend.
He finally traced him to -
where he had gone into some kind Of
business for himself. There had been
a child. little girl. and the mother
had died. The child was with her
grandparents. but be didn't intend
leaving her there. He wanted her TO
go to some school. but he felt she was
too young to do without home love.
The rough life he had led had made
him tender like that for a woman. you
see even a miniature one like his lit
tie daughter.
Wentworth did not get to see the
child as the father could not leave his
business. He had not been successful
and yet he stayed. Said he had learn
ed to love the place where he had been
so happy for so short time and would
not leave.
II was a longer interval still before
Wentworth made another trip. for his
business needed him The war was
growing. Just before the Hamburg
American line began to ferment, Went
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

walked 10 the desk TO settle his. bill
and she came slowly along the velvet
runner 20 the door. knew the city
was teeming with the motion picture
people and at once set her down as
one Of the stars. She was quite close
10 me now and paused 10 look over
her shoulder at the man at the desk.
The eyes were large and violet, m
ished with long fine brows. but she
did not have the appearance OF being
made up" II looked decidedly real.
Her face was OF olive tint, not too
dark to be attractive. Her suit was a
reddish brown, a hat TO match ana
perfectly shod feet
There was a slight stir IN the lob
By. Several pairs OF masculine eyes
looked over the rims Of their glasses
and tops OF their papers. One or two
OF the dozers shifted the tilted straws
sufficiently to look out the corner Of
one eye The two ladies in cool
white. knitting in one corner, began TO
buzz like two bees in the same flower.
II would be impossible for a woman
like that to pass unnoticed.
The man Joined her and they passed
out into a waiting taxi and were
whisked away in the busy street.
| crossed the lobby 10 Callahan and
patted the dogs golden head at his
side.
We'll. we'll" he said in his slow
drawing way as he got to his feet.
when did you get back to this neck
OF the woods"
The dog arose and stood by his side
waving a long shiny tail and as Cal
lahan stood there with his pipe in one
hand and the other extended. l thought
what a picture he would make entitled
Welcome"
When we sat down the Collie pOked
a cold nose in my hand as II TO assure
me he had not forgotten an old friend
OF his masters
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20
Peaches Are Not Sour Grapes

moment or two for Peter 10 realize it.
so old and worn were the materials.
The Witch turned her faded blue
eyes upon the boy.
You like my Lorraine7" she asked.
in high, almost uncanny tones.
Peter looked for a moment at the
beautiful girl who completed the tri-
angle. "Why-yes, indeed--she is
very beautiful" he added, stammering
for moment with fear.
"Ah-ha-that is good-she Is beau
tiful." the Witch echoed with a little
hollow tone in her voice, indicating
pleasure as far as her frozen soul
could sense it.
Then she dismissed the two with a
wave Of her thin hand. her eyes fas-
tened to Lorraine's graceful figure I'M
I'll they were down the stairway and
out of sight.
And so their friendship grew.
Then enc day some months later
Lorraine tiptoed to her aunt's side, q
radiant glow illuminating her beauti-
full features
"Auntie,' she said hesitatingly,
"auntie-he's proposed to me-he
wants me to marry him-hs ssys-he
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

taps on the shutters. summoning Lor-
raine TO her
And bring the boy, too" she added
in q squeaky voice as she saw LOr-
raine a trihe reticent.
The two assembled the crooked old
stairs together and within few min
utes Peter found himself viewing in
reality what he had drawn all kinds Of
imaginative pictures around in his own
youthful mind.
The Witch was seated at her rick
ETY. old dressing table. a myriad cob
webs over its surface and entwining
the rich old carvings on its broad top
the Witch-her hair as white as
snow and her eyelashes Of the same
hue. Peter truly believed the stories
be had heard. The darkness Of her
cave house had bleached all the color
ing out of her hair, even her face was
followed with a ghostly, bluish-white
pallor. Then Peter noticed the Witch's
dress. Her thin. scrawny body was
swathed in an ivory-tlnted satin gown.
Over her head was a spray Of artificial
orange blossoms, holding in place over
her white hair a long. flowing veil. II
was a wedding costume-but II took a
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

personality. so that there was scarcely
one not al her beck and call. She
would rather have had but one, and
thst-Stanley Harrison-slone.
They had known and loved each 9th
er almost since babyhOod. Sylvia 8
thought turned back twenty years and
she remembered wildly how he used
TO walk home from the village school
with her and how be had carried her
books in his Juvenile display OF gal
lantry. Then as her thoughts wander
ed on, she remembered. too, how one
day "freshie" at the school pulled her
long. black curl hard enough 10 make
her little pink scalp ache, and when
he had stood up dehantly and boosted
OF il TO Stanley, the latter, to the hor-
ror and hurt OF her awakening heart,
had run away. She little thought as
many OF the elder community predict
ed, that be was really a Stacker.
There followed swiftly Sylvia's nrst
long frocks. then the gradual elevation
OF her massive black curls until the
result at IS was a couture which
would have delighted the artistic and
somewhat intrinsically inclined eye OF
any fashionable hairdresser on the
avenue in New York.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

family in the vicinity, was strollirg
along the roadway when he spied Lor-
raine. He walked closer to the gate
TO make sure, for Peter. too. was sus-
ceptible to the many ghost stories that
lowered around the old estate. and as
he did Lorraine saw him.
She walked directly toward the gate
and then smiled. II was like a ray or
sunshine surrounding her dainty pink
ish face as she stood there beaming
on the youth for more than a minute.
Wont you come in and have game
of tennis. boy?" Lorraine asked in the
charming little informal way that
seemed 10 beft her personality alone.
There aren't any spOoks around.
are there?" Peter asked. his eyes a
trifie distended as he made a move
ment to unbolt the heavy IRON gate.
silly" she answered. and drew him
by the hand in on the smooth green
lawn and to the back where lay the
most beautifully kept tennis court Pc
ter had ever seen. He had never even
heard before OF this genuine nugget
aud on the witch's estate.
Then the Witch, peering through the
shutters on the top floor Of the old
castle. tapped 2er customary three
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

in this new drama
But. away with that, she reminded
herself as she arose TO meet the many
hands that were extended to her before
departing. Gracefully she extended
her hand. bowed and smiled 10 each
guest as they took their leave one by
one.
When the last guest had gone. syl-
via sank into heavy upholstered chair
IN her apartment and breathed little
Sigh. 1t was not sigh OF relief, as
one might suppose. but one of rem
iniscence. Always since she had left
the little Southern town which boast
ed OF her now, after festive occasions
like this OF tonight, Sylvi&'s thoughts
would revert 20 the one big love affair
that had changed her entire life.
She might never have seen a stage
or a footlight or that fascinating eX-
preston on the faces OF her many au-
diences had II not been for Stanley
Harrison. He had been the cause OF
all her success In a roundabout way.
and yet. when Sylvia reflected. she
would so much rather have been an
humble little housewife Stanley
been her lord and master. Now she
svsyed all men with her sparkling
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

loves rue"
The Witch turned upon Lorraine
with hendish delight. shaking her
rickety old frame, and a piercing ex-
clamation rent the air.
Wonderful - wonderful-that's just
what expected. Now is the time,
dear1e-now Is the time You must
break his heart-lsugh in his face
when he speaks OF love-throw his
love to the winds"
But, auntie. you don't understand
suntie"- The old woman was scowl-
ing 80 fercely now that Lorraine
stopped.
Child. haven't raised you and
cared for you just for the pleasure OF
these moments? You must break his
heart to atone for my misfortune. Do
you not know, child, that I was an
abandoned bride7 Why do you think
I've kept my wedding gown on for all
these years2 Child. you must break his
heart-every mans heart-for my
sake-to atone" She stopped, breath
less. now. II was the longest speech
she had made in twenty years.
Early the next morning Lorraine
confessed to her aunt that Il was I'm
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-11-20

- T vas about 10 o'clock and few
guests lounged around the hotel
lobby some looking absently
over the morning papers and others
altrmped down ON the extreme end Of
their vertebra IN the depths OF NOR
ris chairs. idly watching the passersby
or doing behind tilted straw hats. The
fog had lifted earlier than usual on
this morning. and consequently. the
city was registering an almost noon
day heat already.
] had just arrived from the East and
was lOanng around. putting behind my
cigar, Just waiting for someone 10
turn up whom knew before ] got
right down TO business.
Over near the side windows saw
old Brady Callahan buried in a paper
and by his side slumbered long.
Eolden-haired Collie. / had known
Callahan for several years and for the
past three OF them be had always had
that dog along. He reminded me some
what OF Velvet Joe who makes livli-
hood by advertising the good qualities
OF Velvet Tobacco IN out-West-on-the-
csttle-rAnch lingual he had a slow
way OF doing things which gave one
the feeling that II was worth while 20
wait for him 10 DO IL. He was a good
ak foot. tall and lanky. typical Yam
kss. When you talked. he watched you
osnizzica1ly from under shaggy-gray
brovs with tWinkling Blue eyes When
no told anything he would FIX his eyes
on the horizon line Just back OF you,
only shifting his gaze swiftly now and
then to your face. / had spent many
pleasant hours with Brady Callahan.
was just pulling myself together
to stroll over and settle in the big
chair next TO him when the elevator
door changed open. There is nothing
unusual about that. but there was
about the lady who stepped out
The man who was evidently with her