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. | _PAGE TEN - THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1928 'BARBERRY BUSH One Girl's Marriage Problems By KATHLEEN NORRIS The story thus far: Barbara Bush Atherton lives 'with her father and sister Amy in a modest little bungal in Cottonwood, Cal. Lincoin Mack- enzie, the richest boy in town and one of the nicest, is interest: Sod in Barbara, but she, much to Amy's disgust, shows a prefer- - 'ance for Barry du Spain, poet and d r. Marianne Scott, 'pretty and' sophisticated, comes to Cottonw to visit her cou- sin, Inez Wilson. Link's wealth attracts her, and she uses ber wiles to bring him to her feet. Almost against his will he falls in love with her, And' at the thought of Marianne Scott's be- Myo. Lincoln: Mackeiisi 'Barbara finds herself unaccount- ,ably distressed. On an impulse / Barry and and go ito bes sid Jud to live: evlute- £ y B a ts herself to' the 'hardships of her new life and to ° the varying moods of her irre. sponsible husband. Link's wed- 'ding is deferred, as Marianne has revealed the existence of a hus. band from whom she is getting a divorce. Finally Link, realizing "that it is his money she wants, breaks their engagement. Two wears have elapsed since Bar- "bara's marriage, She is now a tired, 'over-worked mother. And the restless: Barry, with increas- ing frequency, seeks t away from home. A rich old wo- man in. San Francisco has offered to send Barry to New York and pay his expenses there while he 'is .getting his start as a play. wright. Barbara tries to make 'him realize that bis family needs his support, but he deserts, never- 'theless, and Mackenzie arrives just in. time to rescue her from a desperate situation and to belp her through a long illness. INSTALMENT 25 None watched the situation with a keener, tenser interest than did Mar- ignne Scott. To the world's eye, Mar- ianne was merely that dashing and handsort.e young woman cousin of Inez Wilson to whom Link Mack- enzie had been so unmistakably at- tentive last year. She had mildly shocked the community by the an- nouncement of her status as a mar- ried and as a divorced woman in indecently rapid sequence, Marianne drifted about her aunt's pase all morning long, just as be- ts] trailing her beautiful dressing gown}: behind her, She dressed - at about noon, pecked at her lunch, walked to the country club to play golf or bridge, gossiped over tea- ciips between 5 and 6, and usually cbuld count upon a :-ale escort, or a. male caller, for the evenings. But Link Mackenzie didn't come any more to the French windows of the dining room in the spring morn- ings to gossip 'with her, And when she went dawdling her pretty way to the Mackenzies' lawn in the af- ternoon she was merely one--and no fonger the important one--of the group. She told Inez, somewhat dis- gustedly, that they had all apparent- The Natural, Herbal Goodness Of Gallagher's Clears Up Eczema Stops Indigestion. Tones entire system. 'There a yo shel drugs in Gal lagher's onic System Builder, Isis entirely herbs. Natural. Amazing- Iy healing. By purifying the blood and gently sti i kidneys and up or rundown conditions, nervousness, coughs orcolde. Sets you on your feet and keeps you there. Sold, as other Gallagher Herbal Household Remedies are, by 25 F. W. THOMPSON 10 Simcoe Street South Oshawa ly grown childish. Croquet! She was sick of croquet, It was that everything seemed changed since Barbara's illness; Link especially; and Barbara most of all, They .had been youngsters only a year or two ago, awkward and simple, awed by the elegance and sophistica- tion of the city visitor, Now, with Marianne just the same, still assuming her dashing little cos- tumes, still reddening her lips and combing her dark mane into a black satin cap, now they had somehow left her behind, Barbara, newly grave and thin and wise, was a woman, with a little girl to raise, Link had become quite inaccessible behind a mask of easy pleasantness and friendliness, Marianne's little over- ture, pressures of the hand and art- ful raising of the 'eyes, made him of voice no longer. He did not see them at all. And yet he was so incomparably eligible. A little simple, perhaps, but Marianne was the sort of woman who liked a man simple. Suddenly she became tremendously confidential and sympathetic and in» timate with Link, apparently drop ping any personal interests she had to discuss his own nearer problems with hin. She gleaned. details of his business, and surprised him with in- telligent comment upon real estate deals and the hardware market, And presently, with infinite tact and caution, she could speak of Bar- "Hasn't she been quite extraordin- ary about making the best of a bad bargain, Link?" she began one day. "Oh, yes--of course, Yes. She's wonderful." - "She seems so much more a--well, a person, even in her misfortunes," Marianne ventured, "than she did a few years ago." "She was only a kid, really, when she married." *# admire her tremendously. She's made her bargain, and she'll stick to it," Marianne said enthusiastically, trying to get him started, But "he merely shrugged, "She'd die for the people she loves," he offered. i Marianne felt oddly discomfitted. "Do you think she loves him?" she asked sharply. "Barry?" Well" Link answered dryly and disapprovingly, "she's his wife. Isn't it--the usual thing?" "Oh, come now. Link; he's treated her like a dog!" Marianne protested impatiently, "Perhaps she doesn't think so," he said coldly, displeased. "Well, she must think so, if she has any sense at all," Marianne an- swered briskly. The man said nothing. Marianne, looking at him with quick, birdlike flashes of irritation, puzzlement, and displeasure, wondered if he really didn't know that he was getting a frightful crush on Barbara Atherton? Every onc else knew it. She sighed imperceptibly and changed her course. "Link, do you like this outfit?" She indicated her costume. "It's perfectly wonderful. Barbara said it looked like the cover of a May magazine," he answered cordial- ly, laughing. "What's funny?" "You. The swimming suits, and caps, and parasols and capes you get into, and the riding togs," Link said, grinning. "I don't care. I adore pink," Marianne said sulkily. "Well, you look grand in it, any- way," Link gonceded indifferently, And then suddenly his face changed, and his gray eyes lightened with an odd, flickering light, and he got t his feet. : ss A tall woman had come through the gate in the hedge, in a group © other women and of children. She wore a much-washed white shirt today, and an old striped skirt; there was a soft little white hat pull- ed down over her eyes. She was smil- ing her new, quiet smile, blinking through a sparkling film of bright, coppery hair, and she had the rom- pered Kate under her arm, dangling limply, like a marionette. Coming toward them with the oth- hunting ers, she did not speak directly to Perhaps it seems to you a funny time to talk about your Roof. Never-the-less in view of the recent heavy rains, it should be very ap- Do you know that you can now buy, at less expense than any other type of roof, a Wooden Shingle which will not warp or curl, which is not as much a fire hazard as any of the patented roofings on the marke 4 We have these Shingles in stock, and will be pleased to explain them to you and their several leading features. plain how you can reshingle over the old roof satisfactorily, without removing the old shingles. Oshawa Co., Limited 25 Ritson Road N. Phone 2821-2820 Furthermore we will ex- Lumber tremble and grow clumsy and husky | Railway, is one of the many things wel at the joints with A Jolt Eliminator This machine, recently placed in operation the Canadian Pacific which contribute te the smooth ride on rails, - By ding 2 deport of Rieke) steel to the worn rail surface 4 )! paratus ap at the joint is practi lly elimina itself by electricity, consists of a gasoline motor which runs two gener- bgt 4 supplying power to the electric metallic-are welding apparatus and ng a smooth surface the . The machine, which propels Link; she sat down on the grass be- side Marianne's chair, and if her eycs flickered to his, 'it 'was but for a second, She took a flat-mouthed lit- tle bottle from her sleeveless sweat- er pocket and groped in the thick grass until she found three white peb- bles, The three pebbles, clinking, went into the bottle, and Barbara put it down before the expectant Kate, "Barbara, I love your shirt," Mar- ianne said. "Who made it?" "Who made it, It's one of Bar- ry's old. ones," Barbara answered, laughing, And from Barbara a murmur to Link, when he looked at her smil- ingly. "Happy days! And it's good to be happy." Too happy, perhaps. It was pres- ently for Marianne to make them less so. She began quite simply with Barbara, on a certain Sunday morn- ing when a dozen of the more en- terprising had had an early swim on the Casino Beach and were waiting for breakfast in the Casino restaur- ant, "This is fun," said Rita Roach, who, sitting next to her promised husband was in that happy mood when a girl finds anything and ev- erything fun, "Let's do it every Sun- day." "It's gorgeous, but I don't know when I can do it again," Barbara confessed frankly. "Kate always sleeps until 8, but this morning she was awake at 6, I really thought I couldn't come, However, by a special dispensation of Mrs, Duffy was in the kitchen when I went downstairs and she took Kate off my hands. On- ly I couldn't count on that again." Marianne Scott looked up oblique- ly, smiling. "Sure that's the reason, she asked, in an undertone, Barbara was puzzled. "Perfectly sure. Why?" she asked, Jarbara?" warned something unpleasant was afoot. "Well," Marianne said, with an apologetic air of withdrawing, "I happened to hear you quarreling with Link a few seconds ago, that was all." "Quarreling?" Barbara frowned, remembering, and laughed suddenly. "Oh, he paid my check for break- fast, and he's always doing it," she complained easily. "I didn't know you had to pay in advance here. And when the man came to me he mercly said: 'The gentleman paid' So told Link he mustn't any more." "Here comes the coffee," Link himself, returning from a voyage of financial adjustment, exclaimed thankfully, He slipped into his chair beside Barbara. Barbara could not speak to Mar- ianne again unobserved, for several minutes, Then, with a faint frown be- tween her eyes, she went back to the interrupted topic. "Marianne, what would my quar- reling with Link have to do with my " ed blankly. "Nothing," Marianne answered in- nocently. "Wait a minute," said Barbara. "Omelette here," she said capably to the waiter, "poached eggs there--oin- elette here, too, scrambled to that gentleman--that's right." "Then what did you mean?" she persisted to Marianne when the meal was in progress again. "Nothing," Marianne said, with a | mysterious smile. "Well, but you have meant some- hiss. Why make such 3 mystery of it "It went through my mind--it's no- thing," Marianne said hastily and lightly, "but it went through my mind that you might feel that it was a little better not to have Link--but if you didn't feel it, agd Link likes to do it," Marianne added, with an air of dismissing the subject sensil- lv, "and you like to have him do it, why not?" . Barbara looked at her steadily a moment and the blood crept into her face. Her aftitude toward Link dur- ing these strange yet mot unhappy months of readjustment had been growing only steadier, deeper and keener. She had never seen in it any- | thing to fear, and she did not fear | now. But she did not like the lock | in Marianne's eyes. i "Link has been the best friend an: woman ever had," she said simply. She had said it a sand times i: the last few months. But this mori:- ing for the first time, it had a strange and different ring. "Exactly," Marianne answered, laughing with just a touch of pat- ronage in her laughter. "And the actly how one feels --but still | question is whether it's quite wise." | "You mean" Barbara asked straightforwardly, between two bites of biscuit, "you mean that Barry wight objects" "My dear Barbara, anybody might object," she answered sharply. "Do wake up--do grow up--do come to by Marianne's tone that! your senses!" Marianne added with good-natured impatience, Barbara continued to look at her gravely, almost with fright in her blue eyes, "But everyone knows--but every one knows how marvelous--how .ex- traordinary he's been to me," she said very faintly. "Every one has said that 1 would have died if it hadn't been for Link," she offered, with the first hint of doubt, of uneasiness, in her tone, * "Exactly. And now every one is saying something else, too, Marianne told her pleasantly, The blood that had receded from Barbara's face rushed back, and her eyes sparkled dangerously. "What do you mean, Marianne?" "Well, simply, that an attractive man and a married woman can't have an extremely close friendship, and be scen together all the time, and--well, breakfast checks and all the rest of it--without starting comment; you know that as well as I do," Marianne answered defiantly, Barbara tried to laugh, but it was a shaky laugh. "I don't think anything could spoil my gratitude and my--my affection for Link," she said quietly, "I can't take you seriously, Marianne, If you heard any gossip of that sort, it was from a pretty poor source. Why, ev- erv one knows I'm married." : "Exactly," Marianne commented in a triumphant tone, "That's all the trouble." * * % "Barbara, listen here--what do you think--" The others broke in and convcrsa- tion became general. Barbara was left with only an unpleasant impres- sion that somehow Marianne had got- ten the best of her in a disagree- able talk. Link spun her home to. house and she went into ' y dont in S0igo ip over his Fa I i er and feed Kate her cereal. She ed Kate watmly to her, kissing the 'silky mop that was under her chin, as the child's head » farted, ssut: Ho . sore fee grew. How inten- sely offensive Marianne had been at breakfast--~Marianne . could be like that, She was a little cat, some- Himes, No wonder, Wiser to forget it, Maddening that such folk had pow- er to annoy one to make one's heart beat faster, and the uncomfortable color flush one's cheeks. Barbara put on her blue ribbon linen gown after luncheon, an old gown, but her best for summer wear, and pulled down the white hat. She would go over to Amy's when Kate awakened; Amy's indig- nation would be soothing to her own. Amy and Ward were in the gar- den when she arrived, taking pic- tures of the baby, When this excitement was over and Ward had gone on a hospital call Barbara could speak to her sister confidentially, "We all got up at hali-past six this morning and went swimming, and had breakfast at the Casino." "Fun," Amy commented absent- minedly, rolling little curls of lint from the baby's tiny palms, "Yes, it was fun. Afterward Link took me home--dad had just come downstairs, Amy," Barbara added, in a suddenly conscious tone, "Marianne said a funny thing at breakfast-- she's awfully catty sometimes any- way. And I suppose she might be jealous, I don't know, But she hint- ed, as if it were a sort of joke, you FDowenthat Link and I-This is so silly." Barbara stopped short, laughing her face scarlet, To her surprise, Amy merely looked up at her thoughtfully and said: "Well, Barbara, you must been perfectly aware of that" "Aware of what?" "That--that Link likes you. That he probably hopes you---that if any- thing happened to Barry--" Amy floundered in her turn. "What on earth could happen to Barry?" "Nothing I suppose," Amy mured meekly. "You mean you think Link and 1 have been going too far?" Barbara pursued. Amy said hastily and placatingly: "I don't. But of course people do notice it." "I see I have done Link a terrible injury," Barbara said quietly, after a pause. Amy felt frightened. "Oh, now, Barbara, don't be silly," she pleaded. "You and Link always have been friends, and he saved your life and stood by you when your own husband didn't, and every one knows it! Lots of people," Amy add- ed, with candor, "think you ought to divorce Barry--really they do." "And marry Link?" Barbara ask- ed, at white heat, "They don't say that" have mur- Barbara bit her lip, shi ed and laughed ' mirthlessly ge Tightly. y "Really, I wish people would mind their own affairs," she said patient- ly. "Well, they see you always togeth- er; and you are beautiful Babs, and naturally they put their own con- struction on it," Amy explained. "Oh, naturally they would," Bar- bara exclaimed darkly. And presently Barbara began to talk with great good humor and animation about en- tirely unrelated subjects, But the day was spoiled, Her or- iginal plan had been to wander over to the Mackenzie garden, in the middle of the long afternoon and at least sce what was going on, Now she could not do so quite simply. She loitered at Amy's and when Ward got back they all took a long drive. Finally they turned in at the familiar Duffy gate. [ To Barbara there was a stupid, glaring ugliness over, the world. Sun- day afternoon at half-past 4 was a detestable hour, The house seemed shabbier than usual and smelled hot and dry, . Why wasn't she content to sit on the side lawn with Amy and Mrs, Duffy and the babies and various other members of the household, and join the lazy, pleasant gossip of the afternoon? There was nothing the matter; the world was going on hap- pily enough. . But a sense of wrong, loss and dis- content possessed her, She felt her- self drawn as by ropes to the Mack- enzie house. To get in touch with Link--she hadn't seen him since he brought her home that morning. Barbara smiled at the absurdity of it, To have seen him eight hours ago, and yet to be longing so hungrily to see him again, Well, but all this silly talk by Mar- janne and Amy had intervened, Bar- bara reflected. This new preposterous suggestion had seemed to change ev- crything, to put them in a new re- lationship, to set a different and a very much heightened value upon Link's brotherly companionship. (Copyright 1928 By The Bell Syn- dicate Inc.) (To Be Continued) ------------ VETERAN NEWSPAPERMAN, HARRY B, BLOUNT, DEAD Ottawa, Dec.' 22. -- Harry E.. Blount, te.egraph editor of the Ottawa Evening Journal, and one of the veteran mnewspapermen of the Dominion, died here Wednes day, following an attack of pneu monia, He was in his 49.h year, Born in Hamilton, Ont, Mr. Blount entered the newspaper ficld at an early age, He alternately served in an editorial capacity with the London Advertiser, Peterboro Review, Saskatoon Phoenix, the ola Montreal Witness and Evening Journal, His association with news- paper work stretched over a period of 23 years, Leaving his profession for a couple of years, Mr. Bloant at one time was connected with the Federal Department of the In- terior. He was engaged in direct- ing transportation of supplies to Hudson Bay posts, LONDON, ENG, dd We extend to our clients best wishes for A Very Merry Christmas and A Prosperous New Year Head Offices TORONTO, 26 King St. B. Andrews to Search for World's Oldest Man in Eastern Mongolia Beloit, Wis., Dec, 22.--A search for the world's "oldest man" will take Roy Chapman Andrews back into the lonely places of scarcely explored sections of Mongolia next March for an inlensive study ex- pected to yield sclentific facts, * Dr, Andrews, who was awarded an honorary degree of doctor »f science from Beloit College, his alma mater, last night, for his ex- plorations in the Gobi desert, dis- cussed both his forthcoming ' ex- pedition and the one he and his par.y just completed, He and his associates of the Asiatic expedition of the American Museum of Natural History, expect to find in Mongolia the predeces- sor of the "Java Man," the closest relations of the so-called "Missing Link." This forerunner of the Java man will be sought in Eastern Mongolia in a treasure trove estimated from one million to six million years old. "The expedition just finished," Dr. Andrews said, "was intended mainly to explore sections of Mon golia never visited before In all we mapped 32,000 miles of virgin terri- tory, We found many interesting fossil specimens of strange prehis- toric animals, including the giant animal erroneously termed the "Woolworth," weighing in the neighborhood of 30 tons, a titam- othere with battering-ram nose and a forest mastadon with shovel-lke beak that was used to feed in succelent forests millions of years ago." ' TORONTO VETERANS ] (By Canadian Press) Toronto, Ont., Dec, 22.--~Mayor Samuel McBride will be opposed by Brook Sykes at the. municipal elections here on New Year's day, as the result of the civic nomina~ tions today. The Mayor is seeking a second term. The Board of Con- trol nominations are: W, D. Rob- bins, Joseph Gibbons, Bert H. Wemp, Albert E. Hacker, all seeking re-election, and Ald, Claude Pearce. 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