Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1925-07-15

He Gsspised the yards and all that
went with It
Selma got up and walked to the
end Of the porch. There's Adam
coming in with the last load for the
day. He'll be driving into town now.
Cornelius started an hour ago." She
went down the steps on her way to
oversee the loading of Adam Bras
wagon. At the bottom of the steps
she turned. "Why can't you two stay
to supper? You can quarrel COM
fortably right through the meal and
drive home in the cool of the eve
ming"
"Pll stay" said Paula, thanks. If
you'll have all kinds of vegetables,
cooked and uncooked. And let me
go out into the fields and pick em
myself like Maud Muller o. Marie An
toinette or any of those make-believe
rustic gals"
In her Freneh-heeled slippers and
her flmy silk stockings she went out
into the rich black burrows of the
fields, Dirk carrying the basket.
Asparagus" she ordered first.
Then, But where is 1t? Is that It'll"
you dig for it, idiot" said Dirk,
STOPPING, and taking from his basket
the queerly curved sharp knife or
spud used for cutting the asparagus
shoots. "Cut the shoots three or four
inches below the surface"
'Oh, let me do It'll" She was down
on her silken knees in the dirt, ruined
goodly patch of the fine, tender
shoots, gave it up and sat watching
Dirk's expert manipulation of the
knife. Lets have radishes, and corn,
and tomatoes and lettuce and peas
and artichokes and"
"Artichokes grow in California, not
Illinois,"
He was more than usually uncom-
municative, and noticeably moody.
Paula remarked it. "Why the
Othello brown"
you didn't mean that rot, did you?
about marrying rich man. You were
joking, weren't your"
81 wasn't. I'd hate being poor, or
even just moderately rich. I'm used
to money-loads of 1t. I'm twenty
four. And I'm looking around"
He kicked an innocent beet-top with
his boot. you like me better than
any man you know"
"Of course 1 do. Just my luck"
well, then"
swell, then, let's take these veg
gibles I'M
She made a pretense of lifting the
heavy basket. Dirk snatched it rough
ly out of her hand so that she gave
little cry and looked ruefully down
at the red mark on her palm. He
caught her by the shoulder-even
shook her little. Look here, Paula.
Do you mean to tell me you'd marry
man simply because he. happened to
have lot of money!"
Perhaps not simply because he had
a lot Of money. But it certainly would
be a factor, among other things"
Six months later Paula Arnold was
married to Theodore A. Storm, a man
of fifty, friend of her fathers, head
| of so many companies, stakeholder in
so many banks, director of so many
corporations that even old Aug Hem
pei seemed a recluse from business In
comparison. She never called him
Teddy. No one ever did. Theodore
Storm was a large man-not exactly
stout, perhaps, but flabby. His inches
saved him from grossness. He had
large white serious face, fine thick
dark hair, grazing at the temples.
Within three years Paula had two
children, boy and girl. There |
| That's DONE" she said. Her marriage
was a great mistake and she knew it.
For the war, coming in 1914, q few
months after her wedding, sent the
| Hempel-Arnold interests sky-rocketing
Millions of pounds of American beef
and pork were shipped to Europe. In
two years the Hempel fortune was
greater than it ever had been. Paula
was up to her eyes in relief work for
| Bleeding Belgium.
Dirk had not seen her in months.
She telephoned him Unexpectedly one
Friday afternoon in his Office at Hol-
| lis & Sprague's.
Come out and spend Saturday and
Sunday with us, won't you? We're
running away to the country this aft
ernoon. I'm so sick of Bleeding Bel
GUM, you can't imagine. I'm sending
the children out this morning can't
get away so early. I'll call for you
in the roadster this afternoon at four
and drive you out myself"
II don't think +"
"Tll call for you at four. I'll be at
tie curb. Don't keep me waiting, will
your?
(TO BE CoNTINUED.)