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from the garden beds. In his rumpIed
| flannel shirt. coatless and cravatless.
| and put his pipe in his teeth. He
| pulled 1t gently. and its odorous smoke
| rose and spread.
Il beg your pardon" Lucia said
! stifiy. But her heart was in a tuuult
| She had almost said, Thank VOC.
! Brent"
| See here, my man" Dan Carr in
| terrupted. He stood up angrily-tu
! all his fVe-feet -and-a half and his Carr
| dignity. Miss Todd is ngaEed--'
Brent Brown. looking him ove-
| thoughtfully. rose caught Danyers
! Cars shoulder. spun him around.
! picked him up by the slack Of his
| porch rail into the delphiniums and
uasturtiums. Th-n, still thoughtful, he
| took Lucia in his arms.
She was so nonplused. so outraged,
SO N""rv, that she chung to him fran
tically.
Il hate you" she whispered II
have always hated YOU. I viii q
wavs-'
| "Oh, no, you won't. dear Brent
Brown said huskily. Il was planning
| TO do this differently. I had ii all re
! hearsed. But pshaw, / couldn't put
! it off any longer. I saw you with this
| little fellow around town. | found oUt
who he was. I was afraid your bet
| ter judgment would leave You Hat. 5
l had to crowd things a little
Danvers Carr. stumbling about III
| the flowers and trying to eXtricate
! himself from what might have been
honeysuckle runners, was heard to
make incoherent noises in his throat
that sounded mildly profane.
You shouldn't have done that.
Lucia cried, trying to recover her wits,
to get free of this big, rude, boorisn.
| dear San Simeon man. You have n
right to hold me. You have no-no
| right to speak TO me that way"
| Brent Brown raised his voice in q
| halloo:
| oh. admiral he shouted, and you
could have heard him az the foot o.
the grade. Admiral Todd
From the house, mufiedly; VIVA
/ the Geuce?''
It's Brent Brown. I want to knoz,
| if you mind If marry Lucia
! y distant door was opened.
DO mind? II wouldn't make aly
! difference to either of you If l dld.
! But don't"
| Thanks. admiral
go TO b!azes Give me a six-letrer
word that means to slow down"
Brent Brown chuckled. His chuc
/ kle turned to a sob.
| On, LUCIA. ne Crled. LUCIA uai
! ling, / can give you a roof for Your
head and food for your perfect body
and the music of the stars. And /
can give you love that passeth under
| standing. Is that enough, dear
Answering, Lucia Todd was thorough
| ~ San Simeon.
! She caught his head in her hands
and pulled it down. She kissed him
wildly, herself sObbing.
She was thrilled now. Every IerIv
in her body sang. Every fiber OF her
loved him; she was triumphant. clam
orous, mad. reckless, selfish, for lov,
of him. Splendor? What splendur
could match this?
| Danyers Carr spat out earth in tn
garden below them. He looked steadily
at the pair of them.
! AN extra ordinary occurrence" NJ
| calculated. Amazing! l seem TO have
been quite overlooked III this busl-
ness
Philosophically-fo he was a Carr
! he went away from the garden quiet
! ly. He let himself in by the back
door and was presently in a bath. or
serving to Jaddo, his man, that this
was the deuce of q country, il YOU
| know what | mean,
tCorvright. 1926
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Il herself; 1t was Carr who called
| her attention. perhaps a shade rebuk
| ingly, to the fact that the San Simeon
| people all knew her, all spoke to her
| all seemed to like her She might not
! have realized now that she was gla"
| they did They weren't really baC
| people at all. San Simeon. Simple
perhaps. and plain, but homely and
with solid. homely virtues. You knew
where to find them. All except Brent
| Brown. But he wasn't counting an!
| more. Lucia had been at a good deal
| of pains to make that very clear 70
| him. Carr rather stuck up his nose
/ at the San Simeon folks He talke[
| about New York and Philadelphia and
| Paris.
You would be presented at
| court
Gas. Miss Todd? Sure! How
about oilo Right
There's a sweet cottage at New
! ports rooms
Hey, there. Miss Lucia, Buy E?
/ ticket TO our school show? We're
going to give play our own selves.
Two?"
saw Honkinson Weaver on the
Maureta mia last time over. He'd like
us to ioin him at Naples
"Mornin', Miss Todd! Them and
irons is beat out for you. Any time
YOU want to drop bv. Names Carr
! No kin to the Cars up at San Lean.
dro? No? Well, pleased TO meet ur
with vou.'
| Mothers anxious to do for you at
-Worth's II you'll run over Say, four
weeks before the day"
Hello. Lucia, dear. Sisters beer
poorly lately. Or I'd have been W
for those rose cuttings. How's tina
| double pink doing? That's nice NJ
used to have EN- at our place a
| Warm Springs 80 wears ago"
The -Springlevs and that
! duke fellow who married Nora are Ia
entertain for YOU in London If your
stay and say the word. They're very
swank now"
Hello. Lucia. We're driving over
to Santa Cruz for the week end. and
you'd better come along. How-d'-y-do
Mr.. Carr" Philadelphia? You're E
nephew. then, of Jerome Carr? !
! thought SO. Joe-he's nv incun.
brance-Toe knew him. Drop in on
US. No tea. But Joes got some per
| IectlV good Scotch, unless my mind
| fails me-
Those reporter persons are pla
/ ging mother for news. but she sit.
tight. You'd have the Park avenu,
place done over. of course And {
story added. If you like"
No. Miss Lucia, the bridge is still
out. Take the Mission-San Jose roar
| How's the rear admiral,
Tell him I'll have those duck eggs 70,
him in February"
Park avenue and Newport-Londor
and all. AS though she'd heard O
| those in some other existence
San Simeon-as though she'd alway!
lived there
On the third evening Danvers Car,
came to the point.
| He made rather a dull speech of II
Lucia wasn't a bit thrilled. She hat
known she wouldn't be. But she hac
! told herself SO often that Danver
Carr would carry her away. out of al
this, in splendor, to splendor. TO,
splendor, that she had to let the thrill
go.
| Il know you do, Dan" she sal,
| haltingly. 1t was, after all, mucl
more momentous than she had real
! lied. "I-I-''
A man stood up in the nasturtium
and phloX and delphinium and put hi
hands on the high porch-rail.
| Hello, Lucia said Brent Brown
and vaulted the rail.
He sat down on 1t, quite calmly. /,
MS corduroys, wet and bedraggle,
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She Promised Accept the First Proposal That Came Her Way

afternoon"
Without another word he dropped
his gun over the fence, vaulted it,
picked up the gun and disappeared
into the trees beyond. the dogs bark
| ing sharply and running ahead, noses
and tails in straight lines.
san Simeon, for all the world"
Lucia exclaimed. II wonder If it's
safe for man in that condition to be
! wandering about with a gum"
! She stopped at the blacksmith shop
she had seen on the day in the after
noon before, giving the mare her head
and letting her drink from the ancient
! We tering trough that stood near the
door.
Good morning." she said to the
smith.
He was a brown young man, short,
! muscular, with sweat on his face and
an exposure of fire-tanned shoulders
| and chest that was as frank as .
/ Russian dancers.
"Howdv! You're the admirars girl
| amt you?"
I'm Lucia Todd" Heavens. these
We're homely folks! You saw it on
| the stage in plays of the soil" Here
/ it was in real life. Can you tell me
who that young man is who is hunt
! ing above here with two handsome
| setterS?"
Hound dog with black spots, rangy
| wheip with brown freckles on il.
muzz!e? Yes'm. Brent Brown"
Then Eugene O'Neill had written
in the vernacularO
rs Mr.. Brown safe?"
The blacksmith looked at her quiz
ideally.
oh, Brent's safe enough" he said.
How do you mean"
He seemed strange He stared so.
And he talked rather disjointedly."
Did. Q!u he! The smith wiped
his nose with the back of his hand,
leaving a comparatively white track
In the CRIME and sweat on his face
We'll" he added thoughtfully, look
ing at you, l amt surprised. I'm a
MARRIED man myself; Brent amt"
Lucia flushed.
You are blocking at me, Look.
Ing at me? l never heard such i'm
pertinence."
Likely not" the blacksmith saia
spontaneously. But you asked me,
didn't you?"
He turned. reaching for the bellows.
pull. The fire on his forge hearth
roared and shot geyser of brilliant
yellow, red and orange sparks through
II 14oub VI mic uuSl- ne
n rod into the heart of the fire. Then
ne looked back at Lucia frankly, ad-
miringly. She fed the field.
X X
y the afternoon, sitting at her win.
dow and wiring Agnes Clayborna
terse and graphic description of the
admiral's idea of a place in which to
rlant marriageable young daughter,
Lucia heard and then saw dusty and
abused old car drive up the winding
road from the highway. She saw that
II had once been a very good car in
deed. She wondered until she saw two
settlers jump from a wire basket on
the running-board. The Shell-Shocked
young man climbed down. He lifted
out a divinely beautiful setter puppy,
aged probably 3 months. He started
for the front door.
The country girl who acted as
liaison officer between the front of the
house and the rear in the preposterous
menage the admiral had organized
against her coming raped at Lucia s
door and informed her that Brent
Brown was downstairs.
I'm not in to Mr.. Brown" Lucia
said crisply.
"You-what? But he's brought you
a puppy"
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Another time. And I'll say thanks
for her. Come again. Soon! So the
Niger said he couldn't swear to the
color, Ell? a bully one, Brown. Yes,
any time. Always glad to see you"'
Lucia waited until the disreputable
| old car could be heard picking up
/ speed on the highway below. Then
! she descended.
| admiral Todd" she cried, you are
q disgrace to the Navy! You are a
| disgrace to me, That mans a luna
tic
"Lunatic, my eye, He's a remark
ably sane young man. And throw
ing pearls before-ahem,-- minXes.
'Looil at me, admiral"
"Yes'm,"
Don't say 'yes'm' It's too San
Simeon! Did that person leave n
puppy for me?"
Yes. he did And though I don't
know much about dogs, Ia say he was
al out the bang upedest, eewhizZical-
est. smartest-
He is going to be packed straight
! back TO you Mr. Brown Why, the
man Is not in his right mind"
The admiral tried to hide n grin.
Isn't he? What makes you think
SOP
II met him on the road this morn.
ing. He just stared. He mum
He told me-" the admiral inter.
rupted. chuCkling. He said you
asked at the blacksmith's if he was
safe" The admiral could not with
hold his laughter.
IF you'll be good enough to tell me
the joke. before you have apo
Yes, my dear. You thought he was
simple. Well, it wasn't that, He says
II was the sight of you. And l believe
him. too"
Me? Are you losing your own
mind, admiral?"
Not that thu retiring board could
discover Brown says you simply
knocked him out for the count. And
what's more. Lucia, my dear. he says
| that he's going to marry you
Lucia sat down.
"Oh, he did, she said family.
He did. l wouldn't be surprised if
he'd do it, too. This boy, Brown,
certainly has way with HIM"
ucia To Agnes Clayborne:
= This place, as I've written you,
Is insufferable. You can't imagine
such people.
Il must say there is leaven in the
loaf, though. Maude Mills-her name,
l think was Stenton-was in concert
( for four or five years. MeZZo. Metro
politan at least one season, too. Per-
haps Maria will remember her singing
with the Philharmonic about four
years ago. I didn't. She's married a
love of man, older than herself, but
charming. Pittsburgh. Knows the
calendars and the Aldriches. They're
quite possible people.
THE Boreens are near here. He is
an etcher and she writes. Had tea
there Wednesday and it's a ducky
hoUse-Chinese. with real temple pill
lars in the living room and teakwood
the Warburtons would sell their souls
for. We talked books. I felt rather
ninny compared with Mrs. Boreen.
And young Fordyce who was there.
His uncle was Senator from California
in the neolithic age: they've got
perfect minis of money, and the For
dyce boy writes one-act plays and
composes music which he executes
rather nicely on the cello.
THE Play-boy of the Pacific still
says he is going TO marry me. It's
funny. my dear, but he goes to all
these places I've mentioned. How
they stand him is a mystery. because,
of course, he's Simply impossible. Not
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! thought of you in formal dress" she
stammered. Lucia Todd stammerins
Il suppose they do look funny" NJ
said, | think SO myself. But | saw
that ! was going to be late. so I just
took whatever they had.
They had?" she said puzzled.
At the place IN the city. I rented
them"
a few minutes later he disappeared
She kept watching for him. She had
planned to make him miserable by
giving Charlie Kent L OF attention;
1t would look. as she had planned it
like fondness. The show was wasted
Brent Brown was nowhere about to
] see it.
Finally she went to find him. He
was in the admirals den. with the
/ admiral and Mr.. Mills and the Fellows
I man and old Mr.. Harrison. They
! were playing poker. and Brent Brown
{ had taken off his dress coat and
pitched it into a corner. The men
stood up as she entered-all but
Brown
II can't" he said. laughing cheer.
fully. You see. this suit was built
for some waiter. size about 2S." He
/ shrugged excessively The men ex.
! ploded. and Lucia backed out.
! Late In the evening he reappeared
| Abruptly he was at her elbow
If that Kent man bothers you" he
was saying in his amiable, easy way
IN be glad to throw him out of g
| window. Lucia
| She swung on him.
! "Bothers me. Why, Mr.. Kent and I
I have been almost engaged for years "
| THAT NAV be-" Brent Brown said
! without tremor. but I noticed in
/ that last dance that you seemed q
/ little tired Of him. Maybe it's the
! years"
She wanted to box his ears. But
she didn't.
SUPPER was served after midnight.
- Brent Brown had disappeared
again. Presently most OF the com
pany did likewise. Perplexed. Lucia
heard faint sounds of merriment. In
/ the living room the company was as
! sembled. more or less careless of food
Brent Brown had found that outiand.
fish. gangling, yearling puppy Of hers
! the one he had given her on that
/ first day-and he was training Ii to
! retrieve. The pup was the life Of the
! oarty. madly. founderingly. pursuing
some white objects that bounced and
/ rolled. They were Brent Browns
cuffs.
| Charlie Kent left early the next
| day. He was slngularly sNent, not to
! say morose.
! 1t was hopeless to try to do any.
thing with a man like Brent Brown
/ He was embarras sed by nothing, dis
turbed bv nothing. annoyed by moth.
ing. discouraged and dissuaded by
nothing. He was a new type to Lucia
/ Todd
! She knew sketchily about his life
and station. Western born and bred.
( he came of an iron-founder father and
mother who had been the daughter
/ OF wealthy cattle man. Both were
! dead. Brent was reputed to have
been wild. but there was no evidence
on that head that a court would &C.
cept. He dawdled about. trading
stock, buying and selling land, train
/ Ing dogs. breaking horses, taking
! Myers in fruit, hunting, fishing
| Maude Mills was positive that he
/ never missed an opera season in San
francisco. nor a symphony concert.
except for ducks or to doctor a sick
dog. Lucia had grown very fond Of
Maude Mills. but in this she doubted
Maude's veracity.
You're simply trying to throw him
, at my head"' she said reproachfully.
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THAT will do. Hester. I'm not in
to Mr.. Brown. nor to his pup"
I'll call your pa, then
Don't do anything Of the kind"
But the girl was gone. Lucia heard
fler below
"Mr. Admiral. Hey! Brent Browns
here. Miss Lucia says she amt"
Lucia heard her fathers bellow-in-
credible in 5-foot-6 of humanity.
She listened for other sounds. There
was some talk. Laughter. Clinking
of glasses. Outlaws. The sharp bark
of a puppy. The admiral's profane
admiration. Then:
Lucia! See here! Lucia! Well,
you know how these girls are, Brown.
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that, of course. But he wears cordu.
roys and fannels and smokes a pipe
constantly, and though he talks well
don't believe he has ever been out of
the San Simeon Valley.
"Tonight's the Graysons' dinner
dance I know I've been thinking
about it. I would have worn my
pearls and something gray and nun.
like, and probably would have said
Yes to Dick Henshaw in the con.
servatory-I wonder if I'm sorry I'm
not there to do it. This Brown person
certainly has a way with him. as my
low-bor Irish father puts 1t. Except
that 1 hate him he's not so-improb-
able
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cause on second look he was rather
handsome yokel--very San Simeon, of
course, but handsome.
81 asked if you want to sell one of
your dogs"
The man took his hat off. He kept
staring
mo" he said very slowly, as though
Gasp,no for breath. They're not for
safe. But I'll give them to you"
(Shell-shock, Lucia decidedly
'tOf course, I couldn't think of ac-
cepting them as gift. But l would
like to buy a good setter"
He said: Are you at the hotel?'
NO. I'm Miss Todd. My
katdeX-
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-03-15
ETNA

The friends Of Fred Elston are glad
to hear that he was able to return
to his home Tuesday having recently
undergone an operation at the Plum
mer hospital in Dexter.
T. B. Friend and Roy Donaldson
were in Bangor, Thursday.
The Happy Hour Ligraby Associa-
ton will meet with Mrs. Bertha
Friends, March II, A Saint Patrick's
program will be carried out
James e. Tarr and family Claude
Wood Of Los Angles, are visiting at
the home af Mr.. Tarr's Parpents Mr..
and Mrs. E. A. Tarr.
Mr.. and Mrs. Guy Tubon returned
Monday from q several days visit
with relatives in Bangor.
The many friends Of H. c. Friend
Fare glad to learn that he Is gaining,
and now able to sit up a few hours
each day.
Margaret Sylvester, Eleanor Car
ter. Nita Carter, Eleanor Withee, and
Albert Fish, students at Newport
High School are enjoying two weeks
vacation.
Quinton Piper of Newport Is visit
ing at the home of his grandparents,
Mr.. and Mrs. H. G. Friend.
Edwin Miles Of the u. S. Navy is
enjoying short furlough with his
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. H. T. Miles.
Fred bennett left Tuesday fol Au-
gusta where he has employment.
B. r. Hamlin, T. B. Friend, H. W.
Harding, !. B. Friend and w. H.
Friend and w. H. Friend were in
Carmel, Wednesday, evening, where
they attended meeting of Benevo-
lent Lodge, F. & A. M.
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Daring Holdup
At Revere, Mass.

Revere, March 13.-One of the
most amazingly daring holdups ever
perpetuated in this section was
staged here tonight at about o'clock
in plain view Of hundreds Of per-
sons.
/ Three young men, wearing caps
and with handkerchiefs over the
lower parts of their faces, boldly
walked into the Ocean view garage
at the busy corner of Shirley avenue
and Ocean avenue. They had pistols
in their hands and apparently weren't
at all fearful of who might see
them.
Six men were In the garage at the
time. The robbers pointed their
pistols at the six men and ordered
them to throw up their hands. Five
of them did so.
The sixth. Benjamin Prince, 80. of
80 Poland avenue, Dorchester. made
a dash for it. He had $3.50 in casn
In his pockets and two checks, one
for 1920 and another for $40.
Apparently the holdup men knew
he had the money, for they abandon
ed the five other men and chased
him. They overlook him just as he
was about to escape from the garage.
One of them struck him on the head
with the butt of his pistol and cut
him so badly that 1t was necessary
later for physician to take six
stitches in his scalp.
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NEED OF JOINT EFFORT

We best not get so busy develop
ing our country in other ways as to
be neg1ectful of our dependence on
the products Of the soil. Data col
lected by the National Industrial
Conference Board indicates that the
total world production in agriculture
sis not keeping step with the in
crease in population, but is actually
declining" This, Notwithstanding
in most countries since the war ef-
forts have been made to increase
agricultural production.
Those accustomed to note the
swing Of the pendulum may ap-
prehend from this not far distant
time when the tide Of labor, lured by
greater profits, will turn from in
dustries to farming, when the trend
will be back to the land. There are
others, who point to the development
Of agricultural machinery and IA
cilities for greater production with
less man power. Already there has
been a noticeable reduction in the
amount Of drudgery on the farm
where it is possible to secure farm
help under favorable conditions.
Electrical and other appliances have
materially contributed. Under all
the conditions it seems well nigh In
credible that the production Of agri-
culture has not kept pace with in
crease in population.
This data further shows that the
farmers Of this country are meeting
severer competition. The recent de-
cision to increase the tariff on butter
is a practical reminder. What with
lower production costs in many for
eign countries. what with need OF
employment. need Of revenue from
exports and the stimulation applied
by several Of the foreign govern
ments toward increase in agricultur-
al production the American market
has been sought with greater urge
and the American farmer with his
higher standards and higher wage
burden is feeling more keenly the
stress of competition.
The Board recommends that lead
ing representatives of American in
dustry, commerce, transportation and
finance in conjunction with leaders
Of agriculture" STUDY jointly and
sympathetically" on the basis Of the
Boards report the agricultural stu
alton and it's causes. 1t does, how
ever, perceive that it is neither de-
sirable nor feasible for others to
undertake to solve the farmers prob
lem for him, nor to suggest how he
may solve it himself, but sees the
responsibility for the situation and
it's correction rests upon all groups
in common" Verify we all do wish
to eat Of the products of the farms
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MADISON

The remains Of Charles Weston,
who died at Pennington, arrived in
Madison Saturday on the forenoon
train and were taken to the Corgre-
gational church. where the funeral
services were conducted by Rev. c.
H. Mckinney Saturday afternoon.
The entombment was in the Forest
Hill cemetery. Mr.. Weston was for
merly a resident Of this vicinity.
Messrs. Frank Morse and Harry L.
Booker, who have been attending
the automobile show In Boston for
the past week, returned home Friday
night.
Mrs. r. L. Head and daughter
Eleanor, who have been visiting rela-
tives at Flagstaff for the past two
months, returned Thursday to their
home in Madison.
Messrs. L. H. Dill and Albert
White returned Saturday noon from
Waterville, where they went Friday
to attend meeting of insurance
men.
DR.. and Mrs. ]. p. Lancaster and
Mrs. Mary Kennison are passing the
week in Boston with friends.
Mr.. and Mrs. David Sheehan, who
have been in Hartford, Conn, for the
past lew iuohlASs ACtuAhCu ~ @Ae'ui
son this week.
A dance was held Friday evening
in the Grange hall under the auspices
OF the Junior class of the Madison
High school and music was furnish
ed by local orchestra.
Over 100 students and friends OF
the Madison High school basketball
teams went Friday evening to Show
hogan to attend the game and re-
turned home by three special cars
over the line Of the Somerset Trac-
ton Company.