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looked out of the window at the
farmless landscape.
The Connecticut cities slipped
behind them, and now the train
was passing flat. ugly reaches that
looked as if an army had marched
there, torn UP trees, made pits in
the earth, piled cans and debris in
mounds, and gone on its way Of
devastation.
The tunnel at last. and the con-
crete platforms with the hurrying
porters Sally had scarcely
enough change to check her bag
and take a subway downtown, It
was fortunate, she thought, that
Mrs. Brooke had bought her
round.trip ticket to Newport.
At the sight of the familiar
brownStone house, she felt her
breath come hard and fast, as il
she had been running. Fear and
longing made her feel suddenly
weak, frightened.
She opened the door that was
never locked and passed into the
dingy hallway. Her fingers
knocked at Jerry's doorway. She
knew she must be deadly pale,
and she felt a sense Of suffoca-
'tion.
Suppose he didn't really want
TO see her, suppose hut
even while a dozen fantastic
things leapt into her mind, the
door was opened. and he was
there, looking at her in the dim.
ness Of the hallway.
But only for q moment did he
stand like that, for the next in
slant he had caught her in his
arms with an articulate sound of
happiness. And her head against
his shoulder, his lips against her
face. his heart beating loud and
clear against her heart, Sally
gave q little SIGH of unutterable
peace. And now there was not
any loneliness in the world. nor
anything sorrowful or cruel.
Except In broken murmurs they
did not speak for some time, con-
tent to look at each other, to sit
close together. his arm around
her. her eyes solennly and raptly
devouring him.
He was a. little thinner. but in
no other way did he show traces
Of the fever that had burned in
his blood. Thinking of how he
had come bv that. tramping ties-
perately through the rain, taking
no care of himself, trying only
to find her. Sally's heart was in.
finiteiy touched. That he should
care enough for her-that was
the miracle Of it. She thought Of
his faults-no other maA Who
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voice. Then, more vigorously:
"What'd there be in 1t anyhow
but pain and misery?" she asked.
Being reminded morning, noon
and night what was and where
/ came from"
You could change, Becky. And
there would be advantages, beau
tiful clothes. home of your own,
money to spend q"
Ambrose, you're an awful kid
yet. When You fall in love those
things don't seem to count much"
She hesitated. Went on. There's
a time, you know, when too
much money can act as q wall
instead of a step ladder"
Before Estabrook could frame
an answer Boris Abelard joined
them. Through his monocle he
looked from one to the other, as
if in surprise. Then he spoke
briskly to Becky.
$3.50 here you are, with our
own Sir Galahad. I've been
s-s-s-searching high and low ior
you. The crowds g-going stale,
and we want some Of y-your
songs.
All right, kid, sorry / didn't
know it sooner" said Becky, and
hurried out, followed by the two
men, Abelard looking taller, thin
ner, paler than ever, EStabrook,
by co1tNast, giving an impression
OF immense strength with his
stolid, muscular BROWNIES.
In a far corner of the studio
Estabrook found a vacant arm.
chair, and lounged in it, chin
cupped in his hand.
The scene had changed during
his absence. The dancing had
ceased. Men and women had
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. Leave for La Paz Immediate
ly. Assure Colonel Gutierrez his
negotiations satisfactory. On your
return will put you in charge
New York. office"
"But-but what does 1t mean?"
Sally asked.
1t means I've got to leave
here tomorrow morning-there's
q sailing then, and there won't
be another for a week. AS for
Colonel What's-his-name, he's a
kind Of brigand who's always
on the point of starting q revo.
luton. suppose Martin has
made some deal with him and is
backing him. I'll have to go up
the Black River country to find
him. But ever since got that
wire, I've been at my wits ends.
I've got to go, for it's a chance
that may not come again, and
yet | had to find you, too"
But Jerry--to go now-when
when we've found each other"
He held her close. II know,
Know hate it, too. But it's
a big chance, / can't throw it
:, away. And let me sea week
to get there-a week in the
jungle-and a week to come
back--maybe less than that"
Three weeks almost q,
month";" Sally exclaimed. Jerry
why can't / go with you-oh.
three weeks will be forever! Let
me 90 with your
But he shook his head. mot
on this trip. / shall have to
leave the coast, 90 into the in.
terror. They're a rough crowd,
too--a girl wouldn't, be safe in
the Black River country"
II wouldn't be afraid if I were
with YOU"
"But I'd be afraid for YOU.
You don't know what it's like,
Sally. Good Lord, don't you
think I'd take you II there were
a chance? - But think of it
in three weeks I'll be back.
I'll have a decent job, we can be
married.
He kissed her again and again.
sitting the forlornness she felt.
This unexpected desertion at the
very moment when she thought
they would never be separated
again. And then because
she wanted to show him she
could be brave. to show him that
she would never interfere with
his mans work, she smiled.
Jerry, since you've got to 20
tomorrow, want every minute
Of you now" she murmured. All
at once she looked away.
WHAT'S the natter7" he, de-
,naAnded.
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"BUT / Do LIKE your"

was burst Of applause. of shout
ing.
A man and woman next to
Estabrook in the shadowy corner
kissed each other, unconscious 0f
their audience. The room stirred
with q faint ripple Of laughter.
The musicians struck up another
tune.
Song after song, with dancing
and without, Becky sang, her
voice changing with each, adapt.
ing some new character for every
new lyric. And then, in q small
silence, Estabrook heard the voice
Of their host.
May we have w-w-one Of your
Irish B.ballads, my dear?"
Clapping Of hands. Stiffness.
Estabrook looked steadily ut
Becky, and Becky returned the
glance,
She was standing quietly, her
arms limp at her sides. her red
dress limp too, little pathetic.
So she sang, standing quietly
there, in voice soft and infinite
ly sweet. Sang with her eyes
locked in Estabrook's eyes, so that
she appeared to sing for him
alone, and so that he forgot the
crowded studio, forgot the wine,
the jewels, the tawdriness, and
was aware of nothing but poig-
nant voice, singing to his heart.
So Becky sang q little, lifting
song. She sang:
tTO Be Continued Tomorrow
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separated into couples and were
reclining lazily on couches and
arm-chairs, even on the floor.
The rough cream-colored walls
formed a fitting background for
the gowns and bare shoulders Of
the women. Jewels at wrist and
throat. glasses held filled with am
ber or crimson liquids caught the
glitter of light from above. and
reflected tiny. multi-coloured rays.
Thin scarves of smoke. blue and
rnauve and silver grey, curled
and floated toward the ceiling.
Voices were hushed and an expec.
tant silence. the silence of taded
people who are easily bored, easily
wearied in their eternal search
for new sensations, brooded over
the room.
The band struck up a jazz tune,
and Becky. more than ever like
a scarlet flame in her short dress.
moved out into the small floor
space. Deep, rich. singular in the
discordant, disturbing rhythm of
the music. her voice spread itself
upon the room, tangible, physical
as a human presence. Her supple
body moved proyocatively to the
irregular syncopation of the popu.
lar Blues.
And her voice caught the spirit
OF her body. so that it seemed to
rise and fall. to sway and quivver
and twitch. A shudder of interest
ran across the weary group; at
the end of the first song there
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don't want anything for It.
Becky. I'd just like to
please you"
You wouldn't get anything
for 1t II you did want to-" Becky
returned fiercely, pulling her
hand away. And you wouldn't
be the first fall guy who'd tried
to buy me an outfit and had the
door slammed in his face for his
pains" Quite suddenly she came
close, and stared up into his face.
Listen" she said almost in a
whisper, 81 don't want you to
get me wrong, silly guess, but
/ don't. I've got my little game
just like the rest of EN-, and
my systems to give just as little
as is humanity possible. That's
what men do in mine. But
don't want anything from you.
see? Sne added tinidly, do you
understand"
I'm afraid l don't. l don't
even see why you told me-
this"
NO, you wouldn't" Becky put
up her hand, touching his hair.
Then, quickly, she stepped back,
saying, Il wouldn't want you to
know. You'd only think me a
fool"
II think you are wise beyond
your years, Becky" he said.
We'll, and why shouldn't
he? never had any folks to
look after me. And on the other
hand how should a fellow like
you understand me, or my ideas?
Boris's told me all about you,
see? What a swell family you
hail from, and how you lead
such a quiet life, and keep off
Broadway and all that. Now you
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'oh. I don't know" But she
did. ShO had suddenly, unac.
countably felt ashamed, telling
everything she felt, hiding moth.
Ing from him. And yet it was
making her happy. too. It was
wonderful TO be so honest you
didn't used to pretend anything.
Noticing mis- grave. earnest stare
which would never penetrate to
the complex mood that had come
over her, she laughed suddenly.
Jerry, love your,
II don't believe YOU"
You don't believe me?"
We'll, say it again then-be-
sides, how could you love me?"
Their voices murmured and
fell, saying only there was moth.
ing In all the world except their
caring for each other.
1t had grown late. Sally was
surprised to find it was dark.
Let's eat. There's an Italian
restaurant near here
An obliging waiter fed nickels
to a mechanical piano that
banged popular songs of the sea.
son before last. Sally ate ravioli,
hut she did not even know she
was eating.
We've got to make a night of
It," said Jerry solemnly. I'll tell
you what. lets 90 to Coney.
Island"
In the morning Jerry would be
sailing, Sally did not let herself
think Of that-not now.
CHAPTER 43
They went down to Coney
Island on q numbering bus that
charged the traffic recklessly and
somehow managed to escape scot
free.
As 1t was q mild evening, and
q Friday at that, the crowds were
thick. The babel Of barkers'
voices, the shrieks, shouts, and
giggles Of the boys and girls
thronging the sidewalks, the local
nlonotonous rhythm of the merry.
go-rounds, the thin steam whistles
OF the peanut men and rice-cake
vendors filled the air with an in.
describable c1amor. Everything
could be heard except the ocean.
And in the crowd that stroIled
past the booths, Sally felt more
carefree than she had ever been
In Newport. In q scenic railway
that climbed slowly, 1esitated for
one awftl instant Of suspense,
and then went plunging down.
wards to the center Of the earth.
making her feeling hollow and
gtddy with the descent, she
clutched At Jerry's arm, screamed
and emerged laughing.
Wo Bs CONTINUED Tomauswo
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met you, I realized I didn't
want anything except you."
But when she was through he
sat very still, a dark frown on
his face. Her hand timidly
touched him.
Jerry, you don't-Jerry, you're
not" But he turned to her
with q quick, reassuring laugh.
II was only thinking about this
man Shevlin. I'D like to settle
with him--that's all"
"Jerry-you mustn't. He's
he'd do anything. Besides that's
all over--I've forgotten it." She
thought of Carlotta then, turned
from a helpless slave into an
implacable enemy of Dan Slnel.
win. Shelvin had enemies enough
as It was!
But Jerry only looked rueful.
"Oh, / shan't be able to do any.
thing anyway. Look here. Read
this, and you'll see what I've
been going through today!'
1t was a telegram and 1t was
signed with Adrian Martins
name.
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wouldn't understand why that
should appeal to a girl like me,
would you?"
why not, Becky"
Why, look at me. mean
look at the difference. 1 grew
up in what you call the slums.
My ma wore a shawl over her
head and slaved herself to death
for us kids and for Pa. He was
q good looking lad, my pa was,
Irish an shamrock, and just
about as useful, too. Still, all
the same. every woman in our
street was crazy over Jerry
McCloskey, including me, though
he used to near break every bone
In my body when he got mad.
Well, everything has it's bright
side, as they say, and l got my
first Professional engagement for
knowing how to fall when / was
kicked"
Estabrook made a caustic re-
mark. and Becky laughed un.
easily.
There's another thing you
wouldn't savvy," she resumed.
We're ougher-because We got
to fight our way up. We got
different standards, you might
say. When / love a man, Mr..
Estabrook. ! won't care what he
does. He'll be my man, and. I'll
take him on for better or worse,
for what he is, good or bad,
and not for what lotta pretty
stories tell me a gentleman
ought to be-"
Don't you think you could
love a gentleman, Becky?"
Pause. Long pause.
Il guess we don't pick who We
love" Becky said in a smothered
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BECKY SMILED sWEETLY

that make up would frighten less
prejudiced men than / am. And
am prejudiced, l admit it. Now
that dress"
There isn't much Of it, is
there?" Again that soft flood of
color suffused Becky's skin, and
she shook her head quickly, as il
to drive back self-consciousness.
IN give you the low down, Am.
hrose," she continued, "Only you
mustn't tell or I'll get the hoarse
ha-ha. This charming little frock
was a skirt last year, and skirts
last year were pretty scarce, so
it wouldn't go up any higher or
come down any lower. But a girls
gotta have new evening dress.
Say-d'you think / like this
rhinestone harness that scrapes
the skin off my shoulders so /
can't sleep when get homer"
Becky hesitated, painting, then
added fiercely: "Only wish to
heaven you'd cut out razzing what
got until you're ready to offer
an improvement on it."
CHAPTER .
do you want a new dress,
Becky?" Estabrook asked cur.
iously when the girl had con-
cluded her passionate recital.
Say. Ambrose. does a starv-
ing cat want miIk?"
"Ill gladly give you one, to
atone for my rudeness-and my
blindness"
"Of course want L dress, what
girl doesn't? And equally Of
course won't take one-espec-
tally from you."
Because Of the things l said?"
Estabrook took her hand gently,
and turned her toward him. "I
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1t IS great to
have a clear skin
AOvERTlsEMENI

A clear skin means everything
to the popularity of men and won.
en-. You cannot get it with external
applications. II you are unfortunate
enough to have pimples or skin
blemishes, in justice to your friends
and yourself, you should treat the
source OF the trouble. Nature viii
then provide the. complexion which
is so much desired.
Thousands have been enabled to
free themselves OF unsightly blem.
ishes and painful annoyances by
taking a course OF S.S.S.
You owe 1t to yourself to try
s,S.S. 1t helps Nature build up red
corpuscles. 1t improves the proc.
esses by which the blood is nour.
ished.
Il suffered from impure blood
was weak, and had lost so much
weight didn't look natural. I had
Rtmples ana We also betheeod wash
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NOw Go On With The Story.

THERE was a fine edge Of sar-
casm to Estabrook's words.
ESQ you and my mother use the
same shops?" He added quick.
": But my mother, 1t happens,
is abroad for the winter. She
can't bear cold weather" F"
1T was last year." said Becky,
coloring to her eyes. And at
the doubtful look in Estabrook's
face she added passionately,
And l wasn't shopping there
either. ! was working, selling
ribbons by the yard, that's
what" Then, terribly embar.
Fassed by the implications of her
confession: Listen here, Am.
brose,'' she said, And I'll tell
you a little fable that hasn't
been set down by George Ade
or any Of the other guys. There's
NO moral to it, but it's true
story, see?"
by all means go on"
REST your oars, brother,
will. may be sap, but I'm
not such a sap as some people
you for instance-think. You
suppose I'm, a wild baby. don't
you? Smokes, drinks, swears,
an rolls her own stockings.
Well, her own is right. Lemme
Nell you, there's one thing
don't do, and one kind of a fool
I'm not. II you don't believe
it, take a look at my make up
and then look at the flashy
danes that dance in my row.
But get this-you needn't pity
me because I'm not draped in
diamonds. When the right guy
comes along III knock 'em all
silly. And meanwhile, Ambrose,
I'm fully and completely willing
to sit pretty. See?"
II see." replied Estabrook,
''that you put a price on your
wares, and that like all good
tradesmen you raise it by max
tng the supply smaller than the
demand. As one who was
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breaking.out that itched terribly,
! also had boils one after another.
I tried different kinds Of remedies,
but nothing did me any good until
q friend advised me to take S.S.S.,
ago. Now I feel well, and am
getting along fine. S.S.S. stopped
the itching and 1t cured me n
boiis. I advise all weak and run.
down people to give S.S.S. j trial
L clears up the skin and makes
yon strong and fills you with On.
ergy." Mrs. J.. W. Barker 1s37
Walnut Street, Cincinnati, Ohio.
SS.S. Is made from the fresh
roots of medicinal herbs and plants.
and is prepared in a scientific way.
in modern laboratory. It Il time
tried and reliable.
S.S.S. Is sold at all good drug
stores in two sizes. The larger siss
II more economical.
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CHAPTER AZ


When she was on the train. she
found her nerves at their highest
pitch.
For now that she was really 90.
ing to see him, It seemed to Sally
she could not wait even this
while. Sixty miles an hour on the
steel tracks was not fast enough.
At Wexford Junction. she had
felt she had waited for hours for
the through train. At every sta
tion she chafed at the delay. Why
did they need TO take so much time
with baggage and mail anyway?
What was the loss Of q few trunks
Or a couple of million dollars
worth Of mai compared to these
priceless instants that separated
her from Jerry?
And because she was so anxious,
she even began to worry. Perhaps
derry had given up hopes Of find
Ing her, had gone away--or sorne-
thing had occurred to keep them
still apart. Sally shiversd. and
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The Broadway Adventure of Girl
With a Good Voice Who Sought
Eagerly For a Real Job
Whit Has HapDened So Far !:

Becky McCOey gOOdIOOng to make her way
alone m New York. finds herself without position
Eve Dam Scarlet who lives by his WITS huded IN
doorway and persuades her dinner with
sees Becky IN new light She tells him she has
prospects Then she sings little realizes she
has beautiful voice and makes bargain to finance until
her room and pays the Lord to let her sing WELL
shs department store where she worked Of whom
IDEAL Through Scarletts influence
broadway chorus ScaFe upbrads
end induces her TO go to studio given
e chane that she meet the rich
the party Becky thrust into clothes on and
A6elard angy
SsLe Oh Months afterwards Becky EstabrO STUDIO
come
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a Monnnaent to Onsters

JAPANESE firm which made considerable money from the
"A sale Of pearls is erecting n memory OF the
oysters whose lives have been sacrificed for The pearls which have
enabled the firm to prosper"
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This Day IN Our History

THE most important naval action of Revolutionary War
the battle Lynnhaven Bay fought on September
17s1 Admiral de Grass Frenchman d Is sip
defeated the English
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IT NEVER PAYS = By Gilbert Rogers

CHE went to bed, planning to take
~ train early in the morn
ing, III can get to Sleep" she
thought, lit will make the time
30 much shorter" But she could
not win sleep that way, and for
long time lay there, thinking
Of the man she loved and what
the future might be, before drow.
siness came at last.
She was up early enough, and
for once found Carlotta Brooke
up, too.
Sally told her she was leaving
rs early as she could. Carlotta
nodded.
I'm sorry, but l won't try to
stop you. 1t was bad enough ask
ing you to come up here-but I
was half out OF my head. 1 can't
realize now I'm the same person
who did that" Then after a pause
she went on: "I'll be in New York
very soon myself. He left last
night. I'm going to follow him"
For moment Sally looked at
her in astonishment, wondering IL
Carlotta's new resolution had
weakened and she was still in
Shevlin's thrall.
But Carlotta noticed the look
and shook her head. II want to
follow him. because / want to
watch him. There's something
must do-something to pay back
what he did to Mark
But Sally noticed that she did
not mention what he had done to
her. Her own thoughts raced on
to jerry. and then she could think
Of nothing else.
The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1927-02-21
Chaff From the 4
Legislative Mill

Not all of the arguments heard on
the floor of the general assembly
have a bearing on politics or even
upon the broader subject Of state
policy
Sometimes the proper place for a
comma and whether or not comma
should be- used at all take up quite
as much time and are argued just as
hotly as questions Of politics or pol
icy.
Recently question arose as to a
technical point regarding the form Of
the title Of bill. D. L. Peters,
Pierce county, and I. L. Twichell,
Cass county, both leaders in the ma
jority faction, disagreed
Minnie D. Craig, Benson county. a
Nonpartisan, offered an entirely diff
fer6nt suggestion and business stop
ped while the proper place for a
comma and the rules applying thereto
were threshed out in detail. Every
one was finally satisfied. There was
no question regarding the subject
matter Of the bill, every member sup
ported It, but all were interested in
seeing that it was in the proper form
before It was passed.
The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1927-02-21
800 AMERICAN.
FORCES LANDED
IN NICARAGUA
u. S. Marines and Blue jack
cts Put Ashore at COrintO
Sunday Morning
TO PROTECT FOREIGNERS
Will BE Scattered Along Rail.
road to Guard Bridges
and Water Tanks
TO PROTECT FOREIGNERS

Washington, Feb. 2l.-GP)r-Ameri-
can war ships have landed 500 ma
rines and blue jackets in Nicaragua
for the announced purpose of keep
ing open railroad communication be-
tween Corinto and Managua and to
provide further protection for Amer
leans and foreigners.
The forces were put ashore at Cor
into Sunday morning. News of their
landing came late last night after the
state department had formally an.
nounced that Minister Eberhardt at
Managua and Rear Admiral Latimer.
com manding the United States special
service squadron in Nicaraguan wa
tiers. had found it advisable, after a
conference, to place sizable guard
along the railway.
Approximately $50 Of the men will
be stationed at Chinandega where
heavy fighting occurred recently be-
tween the conservative and liberal
factions, interrupting for a time
through traffic on the Managua-Cor-
into railroad. Four hundred marines
and blue jackets will be sent to Leon,
while the others will be scattered
along the railroad to guard bridges
and water tar KS.
The landing of the additional forces
indicates that the United States is de-
termined to keep open communication
between the American legation and
legation guards at Managua and tho
sea and to prevent fighting in towns
where there are Americans and other
foreigners engaged in business.