Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-05-23
Thp Winds of the World
BY RUBY NJ AYRES
,,.o f "Ths Phantom Lover THE Master Man. "The
Honeymoon" Etc.
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BY RUBY M. AYRES
CHAPTER 4
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..,onist broke the stinness OF .ne
Avs.,s .s.,rs evening, as Jill Atherton
N lawn from the top OF an omni-
d|peJ1 FOOD for a moment at the cor
y ~ he street looking after Y rather
tu,g; vas still nearly mile to walk
Acacia Terrace. but pennies
~. ..srcs and her luck had been out
inssmuch that a lynx eyed con.
tea1ySss hsd asked to see her ticket and
siNussS%s,.s5 her suspiciously that II she
ns.sd 10 70 on she must pay again.
wa~wstimes she managed to get q
~. .hsjfpenny ride for a penny, but
ms, was Sunday. and a fine Sunday
ssssover and oil the buses we're full:
sTs "Oh, my friends--come and
~. dip In Jordan !" the fervid Sal
l.W.rist exhorted a handful OF strag;,
hCome and wash on the. foul
g,Hs n sin and be Ike unto an inner
sst little child", ,u -.
~ N, looked at him interestediy; she
svsd a step nearer to the half hearted
sstIs xi congregation grouped about the
~ did not want to go home yet;
.rsthing In the fresh coolness OF the
rsinr evening made No. q Acacia Ter
~ seem less inviting than usual
ssmstbing in the soft air beating on her
~ made her shudder as she thought
fthe ugly. badly furnished room where
ron would be eagerly waiting ior her
N ugly room which MI the Will In the
World could not keep fresh ana inyit.
-. where the chimney smoked IL there
vcs on east wind or a north wind or
~ othcr wind and where, II one were
Ma enough to defy smuts. and open
ne window, there was nothing TO hear
Sut shrill voices quarrelins or the mo-
potonous crying OF children.
bCome and ave dip In Jordan,
used the feryid one again enthusiasti.
miy. He evidently rather liked the
ohrase; he repeated II yet third time,
rlth a wary eye on Jill. $1,000.
'Come away from the fleshpots of
Ne world ~ he e1hortctl her; he
r,hed to have marked her down for
pecial attention. Come away from
he wicked pleasures and deceits which
n the weak. Repent before 1t is too
ists--turn from the troublesome sea Of
The world to the quiet peace OF the
! -Burses,-look at i'm for an h'exam-,
H.
Il i'm. | say. I" Last Sunday
aistt he was bentin' his wife-and to.
nirht he beats the drum ="
iiil checked smile; she turned away
IA hide Il and almost ran into q man
Standing at her elbow.
She drew back with a little apology.
her eyes raised indifferently to the
mans face then a slow wonderment
rev In them--her gaze wandered over
his tall. Immediately groomed figure
nterestedly.
II beg YOU pardon" she said again.
Tho man raised his hat carelessly.
please don't apologize. 1t was my
hult-I was so ensrossed in our friend
yonder 80
He smiled family as he spoke not
| q her, she knew--but ut the memory
Of the Salvationist's fervid words.
jill stood irresolute-she hardly knew
why; but the mans eyes had wandered
sway from her disinterestedly. and she
moved on again.
She crossed to the other side Of the
load, and stopped she glanced back at
|the tall man rather wistfully.
He was still standing quite on the
lkdse Of the little crowd. listening with
Father bored interest to what was be-
1ing said.
He was strsnge contrast to the
men and women around him. with his
martly cut coat and gray spats, and
The soft Homburg hat worn at a rather
Nunty angle. An eycglass danglGd
against his waistcoat; the stump of
cigar was stuck in a corner Of his
mouth; as Jill looked Mt him, he turned
and walked away down the road-he
stopped little as he walked. as IL 1t
we're too much of an effort TO hold him.
sslt erect.
jul turned too then, and walked on
IN the opposite direction the raucous
voice Of the Salvationist followed her
as she went-repcating his favorite
pbraee:
Come and ave a dip in Jordan
There were not many people about
the afternoon sun had changed to gray
twilight; the wind had grown colder.
jill quickcned her steps; at any rate
there would be fire at No. 6 Acacia
Terrace. even II the room was ugly,
and the window looked Ont on to back
yards and clothes lines.
Turn from the troublesome sea of
sss INV world into the quiet peace of the
The worit haunted her as she walked
quickly along; she had lived all her
lite--not In a troublesome sea, but in
me stagnant security OF harbor--where
nothing ever happened; where the boat
o. ones existence rocked across the same
httle pool of monotony day after day.
and where 1t was always being pulled
up by the end Of Its short mooring.
sne had dreamed 80 much Of life
mus. be beyond the narrow con
nnes OF her own existence realized whist
wonderful feeling 1t must be to have
.ne winds Of the world blowing on ones
iace innstead Of just the sitting air of
nescia Terrace; 1t seemed somehow q
vsaly chosen analogy on the part of
ns ierVid Salvationist to exhort one to
sarh from the sea to the safety of the
one wondered what the man with
ne eyegiass had thought about It and
WY ne had stopped for a moment on
m' sdge OF the crowd to listen, even
Us she had done.
~ was not often one saw such a we'll
"essed man in that neighborhood in
=, "Niu Imagination she followed him
Ill., Oas OF the ugly suburban street, and
H~,Ired the life to which he was re.
nj a life that would surely seem
h~ .ne more desirable and wonderful
81 sUntfast with those few unaccustom-
erora natpments spent on the edge of the
SnS a. sathered about that harmonium.
ronns s suned a little sigh as she turned
Ac.c;, " the green ratings that led to
msra Ierrace; she wondered how
uss. more Thousand times she would
thss tnsm-if she would still be doing
elS aaiiy walk to and fro when she was
hsS naa. naa gray, and the desires of youth
,, no. 9 was the first house on tIc
lInSat IA hand side past the green raiIinvs.
mn mn 2ulckened her steps now: She ran
f,on. ~ ,ne narrow patch which led to the
house aoor' and let herself into tho