The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-09-27
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Cherry Lane is rs different
from her sister, Faith, Is two
sisters can be. Faith stays Ut
home and does all the work for
the family Of six, which includes
Junior. or Long Lane, 81, and
Joy, nine, because her mother is
q semi.invalid.
Chcrry's long list Of admirers
includes Chester Hart. q former
suit0r Of Faiths: Bob Hathaway,
. young architect, for whom Mr..
Lane, carpenter and contractor In
small way, Is to build two
bungalows: Albert Ettlcson. =
married travelling salesman; her
present employer, old Mr.. Cluny.
whom Faith surprises in the ac.
Of making love to Cherry, and
Chris Wiley, over whom . girl
has committed suicide.
George Pruitt, rich mans son
and amateur artist, falls In love
with Faith, but Faith has already
lost her heart to Bob Hathaway,
who Is infatuated with Cherry.
Pruitt invites the two girls To
. studio party. Mrs. Lane has
a sudden heart attack and Cher.
~ goes to the party, leaving
Faith to nurse her mother. Cher
~ has already confessed to Faith
that Bob Hathaway has kissed
her. but that she will marry him
only if she cannot 'land" Pruitt.
While the party Is going ON
Pfuitt sends Hathaway to
Faiths home with I hamper Of
refreshments and Faith immc-
diately senses that Hathaway is
In deep trouble, undoubtedly
over Cherry. Faith has dressed
hastily In her new party dress.
but she realizes that she IL still.
to him, only Cherry's sister.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STOR
CHAPTER XIII
"I'm afraid you don't like anchov
PASTE" Faith said with her SLOW
sweet smile. wont you try tn
chicken salad? It's delicious. NJ
Pruitt was 2wfully kind to send a
these lovely things. | wish you
cat. You make me look like glu
ton" Which was the grossest ,
Congregations. for she had scarccl
tasted the food.
"Was that anchovy paste ?" b
Hathaway grinncd rucfully.
couldn't have told whether it W,
devifed eggs or humming BIZ
tongues. The truth is, Faith-yC
don't mind if | leave off the miss
do yOu!"
Sa1Ssvn nj IN Doh ~ Eas
said: and hoped her voice did not b.
tray the CULVER Of delight that mat
her heart beat crafty for momcn
THE truth Isl" she prompted hi
gentle, rising to go to the dave
port couch, abandoning all pretcn
Of enjoying the feast that GeOr
Pruitt had sent from the supp
tables Of his studio party.
"I'm afflicted with an urgent d
sire to talk about myself, to spill
lot Of confidence upon you, If you
let ME. Yeu brought it on y0ursc
you know" and he came to sit b
side her.
you're the sort of girl that spcn
folks troubles, aren't you! Y
know something-I've been thinkil
about you a lot, off and on" he sa
with unconscious cruelty, but t
girl did not vince visibly. "I've ju
been reading Eugene O'Neill's "r
Great God Brown" and there's
woman in it--not good woman,
suppose u girl like you would S;
but she proves y tower Of streng
to the troubled soul Of man. Die
his name was. He called her que
nanes-'Mothcr Earth'-things Ii
that. don't suppose I'm maxi
myself clear, Faith, but that's
nItie how ,yop seem to me and !
I've only seen you three times al
gether. Odd, isn't it,"
lie looked 1t her with shy, visit
blue eyes, and ran an embarrass
hand through the crisp waves Of
hair.
Il think | know what you n,ca
Faith nodded. "And-thank y
J Now tell me the sort Of things Il
your Dion could tell his 'Eal
Mother I'll try to be-nnderstal
! ing
! Hathaway told her seriously. Fun
how ] know that 30 we'll, isn't
/. ltA-it's about Cherry, Faith.
won't think I'm . cad II I,talk abe
!. her little =
"No," Faiths lips stiffened,
by : supreme effort Of the will
big brown eyes were still serene