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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 8, 1928 a ak "BARBERRY BUSH One Girl's Marriage Problems By KATHLEEN NORRIS The three s.vod, smiling at each other in the sun-spattered sweetness of the patio. The sen struck upon Barbara's copper hair and turned it to molten gold, She wore a blue lin- en irock, an old frock, but the dark, rich color set off her own blazing brilliance of skin and hai and eyes, and the white collar was fresh and babyish about her soft throat. After the first surprised stfond: hes plea- sure in seeing the visitoys was de- lightfully obvious; Link found him- self wondering what had caused the first impulse of hesitation, of some- thing like dismay, that had not es- caped him as they came in. They went into the kitchen, sha- ded and quiet and orderly. Slants and angles of sunshine were tempered to a pleasant twilight here and in the fireplace was assed a fragrant clump of the wild lilac's smoke-blue 1 to stay away from Amy's , He leaves a rage, walks all e cold rain and returns but penitent, begging her to e her way. But Barbara stays care for him and does not go to Amy's wedding. INSTALMENT 13 In all the glory of April 'blossoms, on a certain shining Saturday af- ternoon, Link Mackenzie and Mar- ' janne Scott drove down to the ranch toeall upon the Du Spains, The place, as indeed the whole world, was at its loveliest. As Mar- janne and Link drove slowly along the muddy roads. the air sang, the sea sang, and the very earth seem- ed singiig, Everywhere were color, fragrance, movement, beauty. "Kiss me," commanded Marianne, embracing the opportunity for an un- observed caress when they got down from the car, Link pressed his lips against hers. They stood so for a minute without moving. aes Then there was 2 stir in the kitchen, and Barbara's voice said cheerfully from the doorway: "You apparently think I'm rather sottep as a chaperon." The two in the patio jumped apart laughing guiltily, and Marianne ran to Barbara. It was characteristic. of a cl e in their relationship that they sed each other, Link had not seen Barbara since some weeks before her marriage. It immediately impressed him that she was altere', was older and yet sinpler, oddly charming. He accom- panied his handclasp with a bending of his head, and she raised her lips to his, coloring brightly. "I can kiss the bride, too, can't "Well, I should think so." Barbara, you're prettier than ever," Marianne told her. "There was room," the other wo- man answered, laughing. Lf £51 3 3 EE , and the delicate enameled pink and white of the pungent wild currant, The stove fire, mere embers now, looked at them with a sleepy red eye. "This room is like a vault in win- ter," Barbara admitted animatedly, pushing chairs about, and eager to impress them with the charm of her domain. "Next winter, if we're here, we're going to get a small stove set up in one of the upstairs rooms, and simply move up there, But this is go- ing to be delicious all summer." Marianne looked exactly as Bar- bara would have expected her to look; just 3s she had looked upon that day her first arrival in Cot- tonwood, almost a year ago. Her quick, fascinating black eyes shone under a little turban of gold and white, her nails "shone, her teeth shone, there was a metallic glitter all about her. She looked like a little panther, like something watch- ful, suspicious, yet eager for the friendship of her kind, "If you're here next winter," she repeated, studying Barbara fixedly, over her cigarette, "how do you mean? May you be somewhere else?" "We may be in New York," Bar- bara seid casually. "Not really," Marianne exclaimed curious, dubious, "Yes. A publishing firm there is bringing «ut a volume of Barry's poetry," Barbara announced. "Good for Barry," Link said, in his simple, pleasant voice, "Where is he now, by the way?" "He went out, just a few minutes before your car turned in our gate. He's probably going to walk over to Bettencourt's, they had our cows last winter," Barbara explained brightly. She wondered if either hearer suspected that Barry had really escaped from the house a few min- utes after Link's car had appeared rather than before, and that while she was reproaching him with: "Bar- ry, please don't desert me. They won't stay five minutes, we'll have our walk," she had been stripping off a disgracefully spotted and worn apron and jerking the fresh blue lin- en, with the immaculate white col- lar, over her head. 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I had lost weight and after the least exertion was todizzy spells,'"' writes Mrs. Louisa Pike, West ton, Ontario. , ."I could not straighten up after bending without putting my handson my hips to help first bed." cost, at any drug store. myself, or walk upstairs without collapsing on the and Continues Eateiully, oF ow To as ele Clin Pile it is worth 50c to get the same wonderful relief . . . that's all [ever felt in my life." National Drug & Chemical Co. of Canada, Limited IN PILLS FOR THE KIDNEYS * something about her, some new qual- ity, that puzzled Link, Beside Mar- ianne with her re lips and slave bracelet, her picked eyebrows and scarlet fingernails, her jingling beau- ty case and cigarette box, Barbara ked like a freshly washed, fresh- ly aproned dewy-eyed child, "She's a darling," Link thofigh feeling an affectionate, brotherly prides deep in his soul. "There's something terribly nice about Bar- bara Atherton." : He Tatyghed whenever she spoke to him, not knowing why. But her very glance made him smile, a shaken sort of smile and when she spoke he found himself thinking more sof the girl than of her words. She quite know why, and he was con- jelous of eagerly wanting to help er. - "Awfully nice to come down here and see you in ig! own home, mar- ried and settled, Barbara," he said, more than once, groping for some deeper phrase. And of Marianne he would ask eagerly: "Aren't they well fixed here? Isn't it fun to have your own place all to yourselves?" "I'm so glad you like it," Barbara would answer fervently. "We're going to stay for lunch,' Marianne said, in her lazy, imperious way "and cook it ourselves." "If we may," Link added with a questioning glance, "Indeed fi won't cook it your- selves," arbara assured them laughingly, after the usual uneasy second of misgiving about Barry's attitude, "A nice kitchen I'd have to clean up if you did anything like that, I'll cook it, But it's only 12 o'clock. Do let's walk down to the shore before lunch, "And tell me about everybody and everything." "You weren't at Amy's wedding, Barbara?" Link asked, as they took a dipping little sandy lane toward the beach, "No--it broke my heart, of course But Barry was frightfully ill, you know, You weren't there, Link?" "No, nobody but your father and two or three others -- the Duffs and their cousins, 1 think," "They came down here that same day, right after the ceremony, on their way to Los Angeles for their honeymoon," Barbara said, "It was the divinest day we ever had, 1 think, and old Amy did look so pret- ty and seemed to be so happy. Barry was much better; he got up on Sun- day, in fact, and we kept my father here for three days. He and Barry became the greatest of chums, and how they ate, like two boys. We wanted 'to keep him longer, but the old darling has signed up for a leec- ture tour, seventeen lectures in sev- enteen towns in seven weeks and about $10 clear of expenses, isn't that a program? So he had to go. The last might he was here we brought our supper down to the beach--" : "It must be lots of fun roaming about here with a poet husband to make a joke and a picnic of every- thing," Marianne commented. Barbara's eyes met Link's for the fraction of a second; a mild look, devoid of any significance, gone al- most before it reached him. Yet it gave him a vague sense of wonder again, Yor what was she asking? "It is fun," she agreed, smiling. "I suppose you have meals at any old time and never say a sensible word," Marianne suggested, and there was almost a trace of envy in her voice. : "Almost," Barbara agreed again, again smiling. As a matter of fact, her poet was scrupulously punctual about meal times and domestic regularity. But she couldn't tell Marianne that. And so she walked along be- tween Marianne and Link composed- ly, smiling, and Link, studying her, marveled at the change in her more and more, 5 Barry came abruptly to the patio just before 2 o'clock. He exchanged a quick angry look with Barbara, seeing the table set'in the court for four; he welcomed Link and Mar- jam.c with a sort of stiff resentful civility, But as the t.o men sat awaiting the meal and chatting the elder saw that his host's mood was chanz ag; Barry was beginning to enjoy himself. : Presently they were all laughing without restraint, as Barbara re- counted some of the absurd ex- periences of their early married days and Link and Marianne displayed their quite frank envy of these younger persons who had found their paradise so easily. And then Barbara put the great Canton platter of smoking macaroni on the table and the hot buttered French bread and jam and a bowl of salad that smell- ed faintly of chives and still more faintly of garlic and glinted with green oli oil. The glorious odor of coffee went straight up into the air where gulls were circling and pigeons making short flights and the wanted him to help her, he did not | 52 NEURITIS? Sciatica? Rheumatism? LA spinel. had 80 that his wife to made him Soni den cream was clotted solid in the little pitcher. "Never, never in my life," said Marianne faintly, after a while, "have | vy. faten such food or so much of it. "Barbara," Link remarked solemn- ly, pushing back his chair and draw- ing a deep, grateful breath, "that was a meal," Barry's pleasure in his wife's clev- erness and capability, his proud com- placence in the charm and comfort he and she had managed to wrest fron. the ruined old hacienda, met- amorphosed him into his sunniest mood, Loitering at the table, with the dim grays and browns and creams of the old plaster wall of the patio for a background, and the nar- row arched gate, set open upon rusty iron hinges, framing a blue distance of sky and sea, his beauty was so startling that even Link saw it clear- ly, a if for the first time, and read a reflection of his appreciation in the girl's eyes. Barry's dark blue shirt, a labor- er's shirt, was open at the throat, its sleeves were rolled about the el- bow and the splendid brown model- ing of his arms and the hard straight column f{ his neck w.re bared. The rich mop of his black hair was care: lessly yushed back from his low, broad forehead. The warmth of the spring day and the exertions he had recently made with firewood and chairs, had brought a flush to the smooth ivory skin and curled tiny feathers of black against his low forehead. His moody blue - eyes, smiling' and darkening a hundred times in a minute, finding Barbara's serene answering glance before he spoke, and in confirmation of every- thing he said, were oddly contradict- ed in their childish puzzlement and innocence, by the firm line of the mouth and jaw. . Conciliatory. Link Mackenzie sud- denly found the word and knew that it fitted her. Conciliatory, that was what her attitude was, already, m relation to Barry, although they had been married so short a time and she was so young. She wanted him to be happy and she didn't know quite how to make him so. Back of all this pretty new gravity of hers, this graceful, simple hospi- tality in circumstances so obviously sivaightened and limited, lay the cloud of his whim, and her eagerness to discern it, and satisfy it. Barbara Atherton's die was cast. She was Barry du Spain's wife. Her life now was beside him, to keep him happy if she could, to share his me and. prosperiiy if he were to win them and, if not, to bring what courage and vision she might to her 'part in his failure. : They had already had almost six months of it; «hey had become ac- customed' to each other's nearness and voices; each other's weakness and strength, They had shared walks, moods, meals and pk ns for al- most 200 days and night. Link roused himself from deep contemplation. Barbara was talking, Barr watching her with burning, adoring eyes. Marianne, her little beauty case open in her hand, her lance roving regularly from Bar- ra's face to the tiny reflection of her' own, wore an odd expression, an expression strangely compounded of vague uneasiness and vaguer en- "It seems extraordinary," Marianne presently commented, "that a kid like you~" her smiling look for Barry was flattering if her term was not-- "that go ike you can make him- self felt in a city like New York, packed with poets and writers and dramatists and that you may really go on there." "If I finish my Napoleon III, and if it's taken--" Barry frowning, staring into space and ab- sorbed in some consideration of his own. "If--" Barbara echoed promptly. "Shame on you." "Well, then," - Barry amended, grinning, 'Greenwich Village, That's where Babs and I would go." Marianne sat silent, her bright eyes thoughtful, her lower lip lightly caught in her teeth, her look far beyond them all, fixed on space. "Well, are we going to tell them, Link?" Marianne : spoke suddenly with no reference to the preceding conversation. Barbara's glance flew to Link and she knew instantly with an odd lit- tle sinking at her heart, what they had to tell. Link flushed quickly and sent a dubious, almost disapprov..g glance to Marianne. "Would you?" he asked, in undertone, "Of course you would!" said Bar- bara's/ warm, h. tening voice en- coyragingly.. And she laid her hand quietly for a moment on his. "You must tell us," She smiled at him re- proachfully. Marianne was sitting back, scowl- an ing. "I don't exactly like your hesitation my friend," she drawled, her half- closed eyes fixed upon Link. "I didn't hesitate. dear, don't be silly," he answered, with an uncom- fortable suggestion of a smile, "I just wondered--" (Copyright 1928 By The Bell Syn- dicate Inc.) (To Be Continued). For {illustrating lectures a Texas photographer has invented a stre- opticon that can be operated in syn- chronism with a talking machine, Football is over for the season and college students haven't a thing. to do now but poke around and get an education. --Border Cities Star. muttered, ENERGETIC STEPS TAKEN TO CURB. STRIKE VIOLENGE Plantation Workers in Col, ombia Quit and Martial - Law is Probable Bogota, Columbia, Dec. 8, -- Dec: laration of martial law in the Mage, dalene banana region, where viol. ence has accompanied the strike of plantation workers, ' has been re quested. Jt was announced that the 4 government was taking energetic steps. Strikers took violent means to prevent other workers from taking their placea. THREE DROWN AS YACHT BLOWS UP Fourth Swims 24 Hours, Finally Reaching Land-- Another Rescued Cocoa Beach, Fla, Dec. 8. -- Twn of the five men aboard the 'yacht, Aero, which burned Wednesday night when nine miles off Mel- bourne, Fla., had been rescued last night. Edward Satinover, member of the crew, was picked up yesterday by a fishing smack, and "early last night ap unidentifi- ed seaman, exhausted by more than 24 hours swimming in a life- preserver, pulled himself up on the beach at Melbourne. "There are six others out there in the ocean." he gasped and then collapsed before his name could be learned. He was taken to a hos- pital, Satinover said there were only five men ahoard the craft. Resigned to Death Satinover, who jumped into the ocean resigned to death because he couldn't swim, attributed his being saved to that one fact, The yacht, en route from Jack- sonville to West Palm Beach, caught fire when the motor back- fired and flames enveloped the craft, forcing the crew to take to the ocean. Four were swimmers, and they struck out for shore, leaving Sat- fnover to what he then believed wae certain death, "Good-bye, boys," he said he velled to his comrades. "Telephone my wife and tell her IT have drown- ed." Satinover had a life-preserver, as d'd the other men, but he did not think that was sufficient. Soon a keg came drifting by and the sea man attached himself to it. situation was very grave and the |: ~ Ghe Cigar that Adds Fi ce Ho ragran to Festivity / DISHONESTY DENIED PARIS MINISTERS Members of French Cabinet Not Involved in Invest ment Swindle Paris, Dec. 8, -- The bombshell which Deputy Chastanet, Socialist representative of the Department of Isere, was expected to throw. into Cabinet circles in connection with the Gazette dn Franc financial case, proved, in the opinion of other Deputies today, to be a "dud." M. Chaswanet had promised on Tuesday to divulge the names of at least two Cabinet Ministers who, he sald, were involved in the in- vestment schemes of Martha Hanau, Challenge Accepted Premier Poincare accepted th? challénge, and today the Deputy named Jean Hennessy, Minister of Agriculture, and Andre Maginot, of the Ministry of Colonies, and Fran- cois Poncet, Under-Secretary of Fine Ar's. He said that the latter two were connected with financial companies, but he did not accuse them of any dealings with the Gazette du Franc affairs, The Deputy said that M, Hennes« sy dealt financially with "Inter presse,"" one of the subsidy coms panies of the Gazette It was learns ed, however, that the Premier will gay in his reply to M. 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