White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1930-01-31
CHAPTER vIl-Continued
by Ethel Hueston
Illustrations by
Irwin Myers
Copyright, by Bobbs Merrill Co.
WNU Service


sonage, with a meager twenty-five
dollars o month to provide food and
clothes and roof over their heads.
They merely accepted the present that
was given them, and smiled at each
other. and strove in every way pos
sible to impress upon themselves the
sublimity Of their faith, the bound.
lessness of their possibilities In divine
love.
AS they went out to the car an
swering the call of Eddy Jackson's
siren, they met the postman COM
ing in.
Ginger ran ahead of the others. and
took the mail from his hand.
"Three for father, enc for Marjory
mine. mine the rest is for me-"
Ginger's watchfulness over Mar
jory and Hiram Buckworth increased.
She intercepted every glance, endured
the soft smiles with q glowering grim
ness, answered every light sally as
though it were Intended for her ears
alone
One evening, soon after dinner,
Hiram Buckworth decided that he
must withdraw to his room to prepare
his sermon for the following Sunday,
and Marjory Thought she would go
upstairs and manicure her nails. But
Ginger was not to be distracted by
mere plans for the future. She saw
them both upstairs, saw the door of
her fathers room closed behind Hiram
Buckworth's rigid back, saw Miriam
ensconced or the foot of her bed with
files, orangewood sticks and buffers.
Then she went 70 the studio with q
sigh of relief. There she settled down
to complete balancing of her &C.
counts. She counted the dimes in the
dolls trunk. She made careful entries
in her huge ledger.
Her waste basket she found full to
overflowing of discarded letters, little
white angels, which had accompanied
the contributions to the home. Ginger
was systematic and orderly. These
angels were to be burned So with
waste basket in one hand. lantern in
the other, she made her way carefully
over the narrow beams, and down the
wabbly ladder.
She noted, comfortably, that the
two doors remained closed as she had
left them, and pleasantly soothing
stiffness pervaded the house. Softly
happily, with waste basket and Ian
tern, she slipped around the curve
of the circular staircase and stopped.
She stopped aghast electrified, spell
bound. For beneath her, before her
very eyes. there lay revealed scene
whose unutterable disgustingness was
beyond her power of description.
The wide living room was lighted,
dimly lighted, by one small corner
reading lamp. and In the shadowy,
semi darkness, Ginger saw two figures
her sister, Marjory, and Hiram
| Buckworth whom she had left be.
hind their separate closed doors not
twenty minutes previous. By what
strange inluitiveness each had dis
covered. behind those barring doors.
that the other was descending to the
common meeting ground OF the living
room below, Ginger never knew-nor
even which had made the initial move
But one fact was evldent-there they
were.
sisters shoulders, and his free hand
was fondling very gently, very caress
ingly. the soft gold Of her hair. Mar.
jory herself. plainly not to be out
distanced In madness. was raising her
soft white fingers to his cheek, his
lips, his eyes. Ginger's irrepressible
gasp startled them. They looked up
at her. gravely. They did not move.
"Excuse me-" Gingers voice was
cold and subdued. very small. 81
thought you were in different places
doing other things"
She turned short around upon the
stairs. and went up to the attic. In
the studio she sat herself down, heay.
lily, and fell to deep consideration.
She saw clearly that the situation was
critical hiarjory was hopeless. She
had Ogled the grocery clerk. She had
almost held hands with Tub Andrews
and the ukuIele. She even practiced
her Establishments on Eddy Jackson,
who had the fortitude to withstand
| her wiles And now she was hagrant.
" necking the young minister. Ginger
writhed In helpless fury. The lin
lister! Even a grocery clerk may aspire
to ownership, bank janitor may
progress slowly upward. But once a
| preacher. always preacher.
Plainly, then. responsibility rested
upon none other than Ginger. and
Ginger squared her shoulders to re-
ceive it. Marjory was lacking in
strength OF characterize much was
evident But Hiram Buckworth. now
he was minister, he must have
some right pinciple whitman appeal
to him, perhaps Ginger regretted
that she could not entirely abandon
Marjory to her own misguided ways
The home for the blind was on its
way to firm establishment. Il was true.
but alas. so many dimes went into the
purchase Of load II coal, a months
groceries, delicate operation for the
eyes An appeal. then. to Hiram
Buckworth.
The next morning before breakfast.
Ginger, alert and wa.chful. saw him
Walking down the 6A1stOne path be-