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ment, curiously distorted into an ex-
preston of great indecision, even of
disquietude. by a porch piled high
with packing cases.
''Gadr' said Merwyn. rs 1t just
coming? Or just going?"
Even with his key in the lock. he
found his nostrils crinkling with an
absurd sort of apprehension. was
there, or was there not, the scent OF
something scorched in the air? Feath-
ers. for instance?
Through a long pale hall, dank. yet
with the leftover chill of Winter
there issued suddenly family
muffled, oddly metallic, Enthusiastically
peevish chir-r-r-p.
We'll. at least" thought Merwyn,
life is not yet actually extinct. And.
plunging into the kitchen beyond, he
snatched at the oven door and yanked
it open upon an utterly colo ana
cayernous blackness from which
emerged, in half-rroze.4 flop, an ex-
! ceedingly irate and discounted young
fowl.
"Hel-oise" gasped Merwyn.
| Reaching impetuously for the lift
er, he raised cold stove-lid upon a
huddled mass of cold, charred paper
and utterly unkindled wood.
| With his knees fairly knocking to-
| gether, and q laugh that was almost
hysterical, he sank down in the first
chair he could reach and considered
the general ironical aspect of life and
this special little bit of irony in par
| ticular,
That pretty, eager girl on the train
for instance. All the love story OF
her life, presumably, OF all the life
story of her love-whichever you
chose to call Independent, it would
seem. on that particular meeting, al
that particular hour, vita that partic
ular man. The fate of herself, the
fate of the man-hanging on the par
ticula. thread of that particular little
turkeys altogether problematlcal
life?
All the color and glamour and mys
tery and romance of the Orient await
ting her-fve years young Zest OF II
AN unduplicatable memory. Yet
suppose that she had ridden alone tt
town that morning, or, drawing a
iseatmate other than himself, had moi
Welded TO her impetuouS burst of con
fidence, but, boarding her dilemma
ltiU even judgment fermented, hac
jumped from the train, sacrli1clns
herself. the man, the Orient, every
thing, and, retuI ming to her nome II
this mad impulse of obligation anc
chivalry, had fou..d all her horrors
and imaginations groundless' Her PEE
perfectly safe. But the man, lost.
How many years does turkey
live, anyway-that is, II IL hVes a
all?" he speculated. Dwelling alone
through the years, that IL, would TINS
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the room. the hall beyond and the
prim- -pillared porch outside came float
ing into Merwyn's consciousness. A
rather valuable looking old portrait
on a pale gray wall. A pair of ancient
silver candlesticks that would have
driven dealer mad with avarice.
The silver beaded bag on the table
was stuffed with handkerchiefs, prob.
ably, but who was he to swear that
it wasn't filled with gold? Any dirty
tramp peering in the window, any
covetous collector knocking at an
absentee's door? After all, he real
led with something of a start. there
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lovely young creature of the train
grown old and gray, sit incoming
across the room at an old turkey
Just as gray and hunchbacked as her
self. and say. Now. Heloise. consid :
ering everything. couldn't you eat
your oyster shells little more quiet
ly? Or wipe your feet a tritte more
carefully when YOU come in from
the barn"
"Or. perhaps. sucCumbinG instead
to an immediate passion of retalia :
ton and revenge would the girl carve
poor Hcloise on her very first Thanks
giving?
cor else--" he Srimaced. Sup
pose she had gone on? Suppose she
had subordinated. and perfectly
rishteously. too-suppose she had
subordin=ted sentiment to reason
and, tuckins poor Heloise way pack
into some corner of her mind, swear
ing never to think of her, never
to speak of her. had gone on valiant
~ and determinately to meet her
love, effect reconciliation. and plan
their mutual future together" Sup
In a frank gesture of abandon
mcnt TO this latest supposition OF
all, he threw back his head ana
laughed.
Two lovers meeting, after long
separation and estrangement. to
plight their troth anew for the great
adventure. The briefness of the hour
together-the faint constraint of non
familiarity. A dozen unexpected bar
riers to conversation. Absolutely in
credible lapses of memory, eXpla.
nations faltering of their own col.
loqualism. Publicity, where they
lonCed so much for privacy. The fate
of nations to he settled across 20
inch table, with the orchestra play
ing Heaven knows what jazz tunes
and fat waiter polishing plates
with his elbow.
But. at least. we can feast, And
talk as we feast Chat. of course,
would be the manD
~ should adore it, tThe woman
speaks.)
LET me see speculates the man,
what is there? OH he hrightens,
Special today-roast turkey.
"'Oh. no--no-no-no-no that
gasps the girl. (What a horrid lurch
in her heart. Her cheeks are actual
ly blanchedo
'Ragout of turkey. them? suggests
ne man. OT now dDoul tulhey ptdlS-
ed, with minced champisnons across
its breast"
"'Oh, no--no-no, Anything but
that
"'What them persists the man.
Us there, perhaps. just the faintest
hint of impatience in his voice?)
What them
S.sp-spinach" gasped the girl
"'Why, my dear, you are scarcely
yourself brides the man. You are
white. distrait! You keep glancing
at your watch. What in the world
concerns you so about the gray feath-
ers in that lady's hat? Why do your
nostrils keep crinkling SO uneasily? ?
There is something on your mind
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woman's shoes pointed in opposite
directions. One coming, one going
as it were!
"Merciful heavens" chuckled Mer-
wyn, doesn't anything in this house
know what it wants to do? Fire, to
burn, or go out? Boxes, to burst
themselves open, or pack themselves
Shoes, whether TO go, or stay?
Still chuckling. and with his arms
full of kindlinC, he came back TO the
kitchen and started a roaring blaze
that was guaranteed to stay roaring
until it perished of it's own con.
summation.
Peep peep peep -peep-neep'
walled Helose, in persistent protest.
launched like miniature buzzard,
with shoulders lifted and WinGtips
dragging, she shriled her noisy woe.
echo upon echo, through the silent
house.
shut up--shut up-shut up.
crooned Merwyn.
Unassuaged by the advice, the
disconsolate little fowl foundered
clumsliy up to the top of the wood
box. and clutching its great yellow,
utterly disproportionate feet into the
rough and splintery edge, stood tee
tering uncertainty back and forth.
still huring anathemas down its
RomaneSque nose.
"Merciful heavens" gasped Mer-
wyn. and plunged toward the half
open pantry door.
In the hurried parting at the train,
of course. there had not been an in-
stant's chance either to give or TO
receive directions Beyond the initial
Il ,4,,, 4 hot Inl ~
be served he would have to use his
own Judgment. he deducted, not il
logically. Such matters as feeding.
watering. bedding down--or whatever
it was that YOU did 10 turkeys-and
his own feeding. watering, bedding
down, as it were, must he attended to.
He glanced at the clock. Quarter
Of T.. Surely no young woman so
humanely concerned with hapless
turkey would beerudge a hapless
young man such sucCor as he also
might find in the pantry. That delec'
table looking pink ham. for instance?
Surely, just one slice? And leaf or
two of that lush salad-hearts of let
tuce trimming with roquefort mayon-
naise? And that pitcher of milk on
the lower shelf of the ice box? BY
iove, Cider. TOO. After all. if one
was going to take anything. was 1t
any checker to take cider than it
was to take milk?
With a plate fairly teeming with
plunder, he came back to the kitchen,
drew a great deep.seated chair to the
stove, and sinking down in its depths,
with his feet on the edge of the wood
box, save himself over entirely, for
the moment. to the matter of food
and drink for man and beast. To his
astonishment the little turkey stilled
its complaint almost instantly and
craned it's neck only to take proffered
tidbits from it's benefactor's hand.
Genially through the increasing con-
tentment of the scene vague details of
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lets, and buried her nose alternately
in violets and literature. Only the
heaving outline of her breast betrayed
the anguish that was still churning
in her consciousness.
Then. with one of those bursts of
confidence that happen sometimes be-
tween perfect strangers-but almost
never between imperfect friends
she swung around toward her com
panion.
"This-this errand that I'm going
to town for" she confessed, its not
just an ordinary errand-you under
stand?-like matching a ribbon--or
lunching with chum-somethinS
that could be done any day, any time.
But this-this--'
She flushed a little, looked down,
then turned and met his eyes abSo-
lutely squarely.
Il am on my way to meet my
fiance," she conf1ded quite blunty.
"He has been gone a whole year. We
had a misunderstanding before he
went away That misunderstanding
has never quite been Strengthened out.
His steamer docks at half past y, and
at half past 3-just three brief, head
long, utterly impossible hours after
that-he will be bound for the Orient
this time to fulfill five-year contract
Between half past 13a and half past 3
that misunderstanding has got tr
be hridged-and the decision made as
10 whether / am TO follow him-or
the next steamer" .4
She tried to laugh. The laugh
grounded ANONYMOUSLY on something
that sounded suspiciously like a sob
"Tm-I'm afraid he wouldn't ex
actly understand a telegram" she per
sisted valiantiy, such as Sorry no
10 meet you-but l left turkey II
the Oven"'
"Well-hardIy" conceded Merwyn
80 that's the situation" she said
"The-the life of silly little turkey
that s-that's going to die anyway
probably-against the-the--
Against the love of a man tha
will. of course. live forever" chuckle'
Merwyn, just bit teasingly, in spite
of himself.
AS though vaguely startled, dis
mayed even, by the literalness OF th'
words, the girl withdrew again int
her magazine and her wood-violets.
Everything in Mcrwyn's newspape
seemed to- be about poultry. full
PACED advertisement of a brooder
Two fiamhoyant pictures of grain
sacks. A Dutch oven specially recon-
mended for-roastinG! "Oh. ye gods.
thought Merwyn. Impatiently n
turned to the funny pictures, tn
stock quotations,
With a grind of brakes the crowde
train slowed to little station.
Evening star., 1927-11-27
Exaggerations; A Bear Sturry
BY MILT GROSS.

"OURTH FLOOR-Oohoo, nize.
- baby, lit opp all de nootle put
/ ting. so mommall gonna tell
you a sturry how it lust de
Berr de Tail:
"Wance oppon witt a time so 1t
by de weets. SO was gung on by
heem a whole time shop prectices witt
shaty transactions witt hunsawory
billings witt hall suits from chez
cancery witt scolldoggery wot hall in
hall he was rigodded ez smoot hot.
ticle witt a sleek proposition. Hmmm
-mmn
(Nize baby take annodder spoon
nootle putting-wait so momma II
gonna wipe you huff de nootle from
de cheen.)
80 wan night it was cold, witt
frizzng. witt hail, witt snow, witt
slit, Zirro it was below So he
trite he should sipp by a pock- nch
so it gate heem rep cop witt a
clob by de soles from de fit! SO he
went by de Bowery to de Meesion
from Sheepracked Souls from Brod
derby Luff
80 de meneger from de Meesion
sad: 'Welkin Brodder! Houtside
from bing safed, wot do you weesh.
ing"
$50 de Fox sad: I weesh room
wit a bad witt a plate from Zoop!"
80 de meneger sad: .'Und you
dun't weesh we should landing you
halping hend-you should manding
you ways?'
POTT II.
so de naXt day dey gate heem a
Job he should shuttle snow so he was
stendng in de needle from de rote
so he nutticed wot it was drifting a
men a sad wot it was fool from
feesh. So it stodded TO wodder by
neem de mout. dot griddy fox. wot he
ruled de heyes. wot he leecked dc
ieeps. wot he robbed de bally. so he
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nodder pool so it bruk huff in heff
de tail wot he trite hall kinds tail re-
sturrers-wot it deedn't awaited heem
noting. So he came in front from
hall de rast from de henimals wot he
sad
'Hm-you know is movvellous-
Billive me seence l he'd it bobbed dc
tail | filling witt ct list tan yirrs
yonger--Is sotch conwinnience, dir
rie. in de Sommer time-Lat's we
should hall bobbing de tails-is no,
goils?'
so de henimals made witt de
tumms. witt de noses hection wot
it denutted Rezzbarries wot dey hall
gate a hexclamation; 'BENENA
HOlLm"
HIm, sotch a dolling baby ate opp
all de nootle putting9
tCopyriGht. 1927.l
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jomped hout So he cooked de~feesh
wot he was injoying gradually a Gud-
seous mill from a boiled meckerel witt
a Dustin Scrot witt a frite filly from
sole witt helibut steak yat so it came
alung u Berr wOt he sad:
'Hm-geeve a look-a Shore Dee.
ner" How you gatting like dees??
$50 de Fox sad: 'Pst-I wouldn't
tell to q soul-honly to you dirry-
Shsh.shhh-I jost put mine tail in de
wodder so de feesh geeves Needle
de tail so like dees l enjoying Shore
Deener.-I1ev a bone??'
POT THREE.
$50 de Berr, dot dope, he rem queeck
oy de wodder wot he made in de hice
a hole wot he put in de tail wot it
fruzz opp de wodder so he gate pool
wot he said: 'Ho Boy. l must hev
dere Moby Deeck..." SO he gate an
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~ EYOND a purely normal salts
L. faction in noting his new seat
mate to be a neat, slender
H. blue-suited young person
Leeds Merwyn gave no fur
ther thought to the girl beside him
until, startled by a half -smothered
gasp of dismay, he lowered his news
paper.
"Merciful heavens gasped the
girl. i've left a turkey in the oven
Admitting the impetuous outburst
to be unmistakably genuine and no
mere pretense to scrape acquaintance
or otherwise attract attention, Mer'
wvn rallied. as best he could, to the
unaccountable information.
'Well-well, really" he stammered,
that's no more than classical. is ii?
Twenty minutes to the pound, or
something like that? I'm almost sure
I've heard my sister tell about it,
The girl at his side looked shocked
This happens to be alive
turkey she affirmed, with some
asperity.
A dismay quite as overwhelming as
her own shot suddenly across his
face. "Alive?" he repeated incredu
lously. Alive? What in the world
"Hush" cried the girl. Wait a
Ecfnent. I've got to think
Tsurriedly she glanced at her watch,
snatched a timetable from her
pocket, lost herself in some calcula-
ton OF her own, and shook her head.
The eyes that lifted to Merwyn's
again were quite unmistakahly blur
red with tears.
NO" she said NO It's 10 O'Clock
now. and there's not another train
down till afternoon. And, even if
there was" Despairingly she
threw out her hands. I'm so new
in the place that ! don't even know
The name of a neighhor l could CALI.
You and your, turkey are certainly
out of luck admitted Merwyn.
"Out Of luck?" gasped the girl A
culver twitched across her lips. And
it was such a cunning turkey
she confided brokenly. II CALLED
it Heloise! 1t used to follows me
everywhere"
Blooming shame" conceded Mer-
wyn.
The girl made really rather
heroic effort to shrug her shoulders.
"Oh. but it would have died any,
wav-I suppose" she admitted. not
illogically. In just about a week,
probably! They most all do die. some
how. at Just about that age! They are
so hard to raise! Why, just this very
morning, in fact. l thought her nose
looked a little bit pinched-her wings
dropped" Once again she reached
up furtively to wipe tear from her
eyes. That's why / put her in the
oven to warm for moment! Just
one single - solitary - teeny-weeny
little moment-I thought"
"W.Wow," WINGED Merwyn.
A shudder struck across the girls
blue shoulders.
"Oh. yes. I know" she admitted.
'it's perfectly terrible. l mean the abb
solutely most terrible thing that I've
ever done in my life-nevertheless,"
she rallied determinately, 'neverthe-
less"
"Yes?" urged Merwyn.
The girl gave little sigh.
after all, one must try to be SEN
sihle about things" she said. Just
little turkey-just a little turkey that
would have died anyway, in about
another week, just a little turkey
that had already begun to droop and
and"
Exactly" corroborated Merwyn.
As one who claimed no further SYM
pathy in the matter and had never
claimed extenuation. she picked up a
magazine and a bunch Of wood.vio.
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conceived a hinspiration he should
stilling de feesh.
so he laid don in de rote wot he
gate impoisonation wot he was dad"
80 de drifer from de slad stopped
wot he sad: vi vi vi! Heeting witt
Ronning agan de AUTOMOBILES" Wots
dees?? Ho--- "A fox! Ho wal, dots dee
cheeckens, no dott" A
small luss.. Sure not to be messed"
Wasn't beluffed by hall. Deednt was
nidder shining light nodder hubble
exemple.! Might eZ wal I'll taking
heem home de hold woman shouldn't
negging me for fox forr."
$50 he trew de fox in de slad-so
soon de fox was in de slad so he took
hout a f1esk hootch wot he spelled on
de bottom from de slad de hootch so
1t boined in de slad "A hole wot he
pooshed troo de hole de feesh wot he
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J Lowering his newspaper to peer
through the window, Merwyn sensed
a commotion and. swinging round TO
| investigate. found his companion had
| jumped to her feet.
sorry" she cried out, but I'm not
going on. | just can't do it. that's all.
| Not a thing like that. Not to a little
creature that trusted me So.
* x X
IN another instant she was speeding
down the isle. had passed through
the open doorway. cleared the steps,
and was on the platform.
With the most absurd sort of i'm
pulse. Merwyn ran after her. caught
her up by her elbows, and lifted her
back to the steps Of the coach.
Nonsense" he said. "A mans love
is not to be tossed aside like that,
Even out of chivalry toward the incest
pet in the world, No--no-listen.' ha
cried out quite wildly. I'm a stranger
TO you--hut, if you're willing TO trust
me-give me your key--and I'll so
back and rescue your darned little
turkey"
"T-trust-you?" stammered the girl.
With a clang of bells, the train
started. The girl snatched the key
from her pocketbook and threw 1t at
him. He cupped his hands and shout
ed after her.
But where is it?" he cried. and
what's the Nance"
'At-Fenwood, Fenwood Morrow's
the name-Helen Morrow. a white
house-blue blinds. There's a funny
tree--'
AS though a gigantic sponge had
wiped the amazing incident even from
Credibljty. noise and green distances
obliterated speech and speaker in the
same gesture. and Merwyn found him.
self alone on the strange platform of
a strange railroad station. with a
started. The girl snatChed the key
TO unlock an even stranger house in
an even stranger town, heaven alone
knew just how many strange miles
away
Just how far is it to FenWood?"
he called to the taxi driver at the curb.
Bout Il miles" confided the driver.
Want to go""
"Pronto" said Merwyn, and jumped
into the seat beside him.
Feeling altogether like boy escaped
from school, on an illegal holiday, as
it were, instead of a legal one. he
lolled back into the battered cushions
and watched the miles so by. One
mile-five-eleven-
At the Fenwood station they stopped
to ask the directions.
Miss Helen Morrow"
Gone to town on the 1915" said
the agent. You can't get in"
''Oh, that's all right" argued Mer.
wyn. I've Just been talking with
her. Something about a stove" he
added blithely. I'm on my way up,
in fact, TOTO fix something about a
stove
POUND the corner of an old gray
~ barn, across a weedy pond,
loomed the Morrow house. exactly as
predicted-a little house, white, with
blue blinds, and with the most eX-
traordinary arbor vitae hedge trimmed
into incredible forms and phantases
modelled, apparently, on some wood
eny Noah's Ark sort of idea.
Strangest of all. a large signboard
proclaiming the fact ITO Let" had
been annotated by a palpably hand
printed placard limiting the statement
to obably"-''Probab bly, To Let"'
Heavens" gasped Merwyn. Jump
ing frcm the old car, he dismissed the
driver and started up the wobbly,
brick tiled walk.
An old house, he noted. established,
intrinsically serene, but, at the mo-
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something you feel you must tell me!
You no longer love me. YOU
"I do.'
"You dont!'
ct do.'
"'You DON'T"
X X
WITH a frank guffaw, Merwyn
w jumped to his feet, and striding
back to the stove, began to rake out
the dead fire. Foraging through the
shed for kindling. he noted more
packing boxes. some spilled-over
books, blue dishes glinting wanly
through a muff1e of straw, a pair of
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LEEDS MERWYN GAVE NO FUR.
THEIR THOUGHT TO THE GIRL
BESIDE HIM UNTIL, STARTLED
BY A HALF-SMOTHERED GASP
or DISMAY. HE LOWERED HIS
NEWSPAPER.
Evening star., 1927-11-27

$50 she did" conceded the girl
81 wouldn't. OF course. want you TO
think l was fortune hunting" parried
MerWVn But"
NO. of course not" laughed the
girl.
They both laughed. then sobered
and looked at each other a. though
just little surprised.
"Somcbody-Some day-of course
said Merwyn. will have 10 teach YOU
how to build a fire that won't 60
out"
"A-fire that-won't 90 OUT" puz-
zled the girl. A little flush crept into
her face.
Merwyn laughed again. 1t was
jolly laugh. but tender.
Suppose l drop in tomorrow after
noon-and meet your sister," he said
Suppose you do" said the girl. Her
face was suddenly as pink as a rose
Merwyn looked at her again. And
again. His jaw dropped little,
''Merciful heavens" he said. This
love at-first-sight business. You don't
believe it's possible-do you? For
people like us-I mean? For"
The girl gave a little laugh. 1t was
a tender laugh. but jolly. All the color
drained suddenly from her cheeks.
Not only possible she said softly.
but proba BILE
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