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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 14, 1928 PAGE SEVEN BARBERRY BUSH One Girl's Marriage Problems By KATHLEEN NORRIS ! The story thus far: . Barbara Bush Atherton and her gister air Amy live with their father, erton, in a modest Te bungalow in Cottonwood, Cal. je, the richest boy in town and one of the nicest, is interested in Bar- bara, but she, much to Amy's dis- ot, s a preference for du Spain, poet and dreams er, Marianne Scott, pretty and so- phisticated, comes to Cottonwood to visit her cousin, Inez Wilson, Link's wealth attracts her and she uses her wiles to bring him to her feet, Almost against his will he falls in love with her, And at the thought of Marianne Scott becom Myrs, Lincoln Mackenzie Barbara finds herself unaccountably distressed, On an: im, and Barbara mar- ry and go to his old ranch to live. Resolutely Barbara adapts herself to the varying moods of her tempermental husband and is vewarded by his ardent love. Link's wedding is deferred, as Marianne has revealed the cxis- tence of a husband from whom she is now getting a divorce. On hristmas eve, a year after Bar. bara's marriage, Link drives down to see the Du Spains, Barry is away, but Barbara, at home with her new daughter, cnjoys a quiet visit with Link, INSTALMENT 18. The clock struck 9, struck 10, And still Link Mackenzie sat before the fire, in his dimly lighted bedroom, his jaws set, his half-lidded eyes fix- ed on the flames, his big fingers loosely linked, thinking. The luxury, the beauty and order of his own home had struck him with a sharp sense of pain after his long ride back from the ranch. his father was dining at the Boaches', where he would play bridge afterward; Link had old Mar- tin bring him a tray with his dinner and went over his mail as he ab- sent mindedly disposed of the meal Tilly had taken pains to make un- usually inviting. And all the time he thought of Barbara. Somehow her material dis- advantage worried him bitterly to- night. Barry was an ass, of course, but she had married him and she must love him--girls did love such men, But the loneliness, the silence, the desolation of the old hacienda. No lights, no luxury, no bathroom and reading table for Barbara, no kindly efficient service and delicately cook- ed food, "What hell she's been through" he muttered, half aloud. "Married, and with a baby! Barbara--Ilet's see--she isn't twenty-five yet, What'll become of her, I wonder? For she surely can't go on like that" There was a fat letter from Mar- janne among his other letters; he kept it for the last. She always wrote bim exhaustively when she was away; pages and pages of large sprawling handwriting, almost il- legible, as was the fashion of her generation, arrived almost every y. Link read this letter. sent away his tray, lowered the lights and flung himself into his leather chair. And here he sat--while the clock hands A Strength-building Food For Feeble People SCOTT'S EMULSION Rich In All Cod-liver Oil Vitamins Scott & Bowne, Toronto, Ont. »22 moved from 8 to 9, and 9 to 10-- thinking, It was after 11 when he heard his father coming softly upstairs and, going to his own door, called to him, "Dad, could you come in here a minute? I want to talk to you about something,' Maj. Tom, rosy from his recent encounter with the cold night air, was instantly concerned, "Feel all right?" he asked an- xiously, coming in, He put his ovehs coat, cap and muffler on a chair, rubbed his cold hands together an approached the fire with a long "ah- h-h!" of satisfaction, And then, with a keen look at his son, as he sank into the leather chair Link had just vacated, he asked again: "You're all right, aren't you?" "I guess so," Link said boyishly, miserably, And he took the chair opposite his father, planted his el- bows on his knees, and bowed him- selt far forward, his big hands rump- ling his hair, | "Why, what is it?" the older man asked tenderly, And there was break- ing, was expectation, as well as sym- pathy, in his tone, "l don't know what to do," Link confessed, throwing his head back and smiling unhappily at his father, Tom Mackenzie's heart shook with He he a fearful hope as keen as pain. had prayed for this hour, But gave no sign. "What's matter, Link?" he askea briefly, in a business-like tone. "Well, I think I'm in wrong, and I want to get out," he said simply, His father felt his heart stop. But instantly he knew his role. He look- ed at Link, pursed his lips and ele- vated his eyebrows. There was a cer- tain timidity in his aspect, a sug- gestion of a shrug moved his broad shoulders, He dared not speak. The wrong word now-- "It's Marianne," Link said then, "1 think--I know that I don't want to marry her," His father eyed him seriously, pa- tiently. His voice was mild. But 'his puise hammered. "Well, I'd be very glad if that was the case, Link." "The trouble is," Link added im- patiently, "that I don't think she-- that is, 1 think she is kind of count- ing on jt." (es," said his father promptly, unemotionally. "l suppose she is." "Dad," said Link, after a long si- lence, "WwW hat can a man--a decent man do?' His father pursed his lips again, considering. But Tom Maékenzie was not really thinking of the immediate problem--it had been heavy on his spirit for a whole long year, it had worn his heart thin. The significance of tonight's attitude, on Link's part, was that at last there appeared to be a loop-hole--a chance, that he might really hear, really understand at Jast. And slight, and utterly un- expected as that onening was, it made his father tremble with hope and fearful joy, it made him afraid to speak, afraid to be silent lest the precious opportunity be wasted or be spoiled by some impulsive word from himself. "She's legally a married woman, ain't she, Link?" the older man, with that favorite grammatic | lapse of the business man, as! d presently. "Yes," Link answc. 4. "But not any more this minute than she has been since I met her," he admitted. "Or rather, since she told me she was," he amended after a pause. is. father looked at him, perplex- ed. ow asked simply, "Well," Link began. And in his voice there sounded the deep relief of being able to discuss the matter, in anything like a sympathetic at- mosphere. "I fell in love with her before I knew she was married," he explained. "And then we--we were engaged." "How could you, be engaged? She knew she was married, if you didn't," his father reasoned promptly. "Yes, I know--but she was--sort of--carried off her feet" the boy elucidated somewhat lamely. "She's a funny little thing, impulsive and unreasonable, and all that, and she knew then that she meant to di- vorce Scott, and she just let things drift." "H'm," do you mean?" he the old man muttered, pondering. "And then, when she told you that she wasn't free, there wasn't any talk of an 'engagement,' then, "Oh, no, there couldn't be. She was horribly nervous for fear her husband would find out she was in love with me," Link said, "She made a claim of desertion, you know, and all he had to do was to rejoin her, or try to rejoin her, at-a.v time dur- ing the year to have the\whole case thrown out, So she Was pietty care- ful--" He paused, "But, of course, it was understood that we| would be married when she was free," he add- ed, his tone becoming troubled and doubtful again, "You wrote her letters to that ef- feet," the father asked unemotional- Ye "Well, not after I knew she was married," "Didn't, ch?" There were rehief and pride struggling under the voice of the older man tried to make dis- passionate, and calm, "I'm ed of that," Maj, Tom ob- served mildly, And after a pause, during which Link scowled, and stared down at the rug, he added; "What makes you think you'd like to be quits?" Link looked up, shook his head and shrugged, "Done, eh?" The elder Mackenzie could hardly believe his own words, wonder~d if this was only a dream wrought of his anxious thought. "Yes," Link said again. "Well, if -your feeling toward her is changed, my boy, you certainly mustn't marry her," his father said gravely, "Women take these things very seriously--you can't deceive 'em. She'd know you didn't love her, no matter what you said." "I'm not sure," Link began, squeez- ing his palms together, and fixing his distressed eyes upon his father, "I'm not sure it would make auy dif- ference with Marianne, She--it mat- ters to her that I'm--that--" "Rich," His father supplied the word quietly. "I sce," he said. And for a while father and son sat si- lent, thinking, "You see,' Link began presently, ina troubled voice, "we quarrel now terribly, She--does a lot of things that make me feel mad," he con- fessed with a shamefaced grin. "She flirts and hurts my feelings and all that--she thinks its funny. But she always makes it up, and she always talks--she always talks about being rich, and building a big place here some day, She said to me last week she wanted me to give her a road- ster for a wedding present, said she'd pick it out." He laughed awkwardly, and his father smiled too, and pursed his lips. "I have this feeling," Link re- commenced, "If I could make the break now, while she is still wait- ing for her decree, then I could get away with it, because she couldn't make any fuss about it. Even thcugh," he added doubtfully. "I don't think she would ever have applied for her divorcee if it hadn't been that she wanted to marry me." "And when does she get this de- cree?" the other man asked. "About the third of February," "That's a little more than a month," Tom Mackenzie mused heavily. "Exactly six weeks. But the pro- vocation," Link said, touching the folded sheets of a bulky letter he took from his dressinggown pocket, "the provocation could be this." "Ab-h- h," his father said, his cyes lighting. "What's all that?" "This is a letter she wrote me from San Francisco yesterday," Link said, ruffling the pages. "She went up there day before yesterday to see the judge. And in this letter she explains why her decree was delay- ed last September, If it hadn't been," he added, "we would have been mar- rier three months ago, at least. But it seems there were circumstances of which I was entirely ignorant." "More mystery," the father com- mented. "Yes, she--she loves mystery. She writes me here that after she filed her suit for divorce, and after she and I had our understanding, her husband came to San Francisco and sent her a telegram, here to Cotton- wood, that he wanted to see her. She went right up, in a horrible state of nervousness, of course." "This was when?" "This must have been late in Jan- uary, a year ago. She didn't say any- thing to any one, but she went up to the hotel and they dined togeth- er, and had a sort of reconciliation, I imagine. Anyway they registered as Mr. and Mrs. Royal Scott, at the hotel, and stayed there two nights." "My God, what a woman," Tom Mackenzie said, in disgust. "Well, she's funny," Link had to admit, "But anyway, on the second day she says they quarreled." He touched the letter, "I know, I know, it's awful," he agreed, in answer to his father's look. "But she's an uns disciplined child, They quarreled, and Marianne, shaken by the excitement, the emotion, and the general wretch- edness of the whole business, went back to her lawyer and told him to go on with the suit" | "What did you think of all this Link? This doesn't sound to me like a very honorable way to settle things," the old man protested. "I didn't know anything about it, I never evem suspected it until to- night, She writes me about it in this letter. It seems that, when she went up to.get her decree in September, there was some delay. Whether Scott had been to the court, or his attor- ney appeared tor him and raised an objection--she doesn't make that very clear--but, anyway, the judge refused the decree, and she came back here heartbroken, We were to have been married the next day, "But she never told me anything. She just said that there was a tech- nical hitch and that the divorce would go throygh a few months later, And I never asked her, God knows | hated the whole business," "Well, Link," his father said, when the bitter young voice had died into silence, "the point is whether you've got nerve enough to split, now, and character enough to stick to it when you do split. She's a mighty seduc- tive woman to a young fellow like you." Link heard Barbara's voice, on the land your trip ering, with a knitted brow, "Then early the gest day come down to the office, and I'll have your itinerary planned for Bl and you can get off on the o'clock train." The other man el silent, fingering his lips, "And some day, after I get back," Link began with sudden seli- ~gon- sciousness and awkwardness, "maybe I'll thank you for being so generous to me about it." "That can wait," his father said, embarrassed, "You've giveny me retty happy Christmas as it is." tc Copyright 1928 Ly The Bell i dicate luc.) (To Be Continued) OPERATION PLAN AIDED BY PRINCE Physicians Prepared King for Ordeal Immediately After Arrival London, Dee, 14.--The illness of the King continues #to overshadow all proceedings in the British Parlia- ment, and from Westminster late to- night came the first authoritative word of the important part the Prince of Wales played in Wednesday's dra- matic events. It was stated that one of the rea- sons for the journey of Prime Min- ister Stanley Baldwin to Folkestone to meet the Prince, even after he had given out word that he wanted no official or family welcome home, was to explaiy" to him the imminent need of an operation, It was also stated in this connection that hav- ing waited late last night at the pal- ace to see the Prince upon his ar- rival, the physicians took the steps preliminary to an early operation Wednesday, The timely arrival of the royal heir in London has considerably eased the responsibilities resting on the doc- tors in connection with the renewed infection and the fresh action which became necessary in consequence, To this extent it is remarked in EIGHT YEAR TEST FOR BASIC FABRIC English Scientists Learn Cotton Substitute Secret * from Birds SA London, Dee, 14.--That man has still much to learn from the birds and beasts is strikingly illustrated by the discovery of a fibre which promises to relleve cotton mills here and elsewhere of their de- pendence upon American cotton. fields for material for coarse-spun goods, Some eight years ago two Eng- lish scientists travelling in British Guiana were attracted by the un- of bird's nests, and as a result watched the birds at their work of home-making. They saw these birds collect what appeared to be a com- mon weed, soak it in a pool of water, and later weave it into their nests with their beaks, Realizing the possibilities or their discovery, these scientists made extensive tests of the water in the pool, which showed it to contain fron compound, Experiment Eight Years Their experiments with the weed and the solution were continued for eight years, and the fibre oh- tained from this common weed has heen fully tested by weaving houses in the North and Midlands who are satisfied that it possesses soft and lasting "sheen and lustre, takes dyes well, and mixes proper- ly with silk, eotton and wool. In Essex and Sussex today, where the weed has heen planted on a considerable scale, it Is ex- pected there will be a yieid by next July of between three and four mil- lion pounds, which can be prepar- ed for weaving within four hours of reaping at a cost of not more than 12 cents per pound, as com- pared with 20 cents for cotton, and the erop will be furnished -to the usual construction of .a certain type | DA rl DLA LIA w-A}b "NORTHERN" 9) A Rubber Footwear The "Northern" range of Overshoes for Men, Women and Children offers a wider selection than ever. Jersey or Cashmer- "Northern" Rubbers and Styl-Shus are Sold by Reliable Dealers Everywhere, HEAD OFFICE AND FACTORY--GUELPH, ONT, NogzierN far as coarse spun cotton is con- cerned, a very great gain to them, since freight costs are the same 10: low as for high grade cotton. 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VALUABLE PAINTING 15 LOST IN TRANSIT Portuguese Madonna Taker From Crate on Way tc New York Chicago, Dec, 14,--Chicago pol ice were co-operating Wednesday with New York authorities in "The Portu- lost in transit 11, and New guese Madonna,' Aurora, political circles, the British navy and the Italian, Swiss, French and Bri- tish authorities who did so much to speed the return of the Prince, have contributed to the effort: of the phy- sicians upon which the 'thorohts of the other| the whole Empire are centred, same phrases. "It takes character," she had said, "io manage not only your own wil, but your own vacilla- tions," "But it's what I've got to do," said to his father sowcriy. "You do iecl it so, son? he British mills pro rata at the fixed price of 12 cents for weaving. It all the claims made are sub- stantiated in actual weaving, the T.ancashire and other British mills will be relieved of the domination lof the American cotton fields as forgotten Waiter Sun, FACIAL RECOGNITION | Impatient Diner--Say, have you my chops? No, sir, vour face quite well, -- Vancouver | The canvas had been on exhibi- tion in Aurora, lent by the Central | Art Galleries of New York, It anc 'two other paintings were crated and started east after the exhibi- I remember man reiurned, aiter a long, shrewd i scrutiny, *yus, sir, It scems to me," Link smiled forlornly, "it's now or never," he said, "Ive been an aw.ul fool about it, but that doesn't mean that | I want to go on being a tool." "Well," lis iather said, after an- other study of Link's agitated face. "Well, I admit that this takes a-- considerable load from off my heart But she'll try to get ar und you," he " was wondering i 1 could go! away. In Ben's place, say. His wife has got a young baby; he'd like to be let off the spring trip." "Yes, but that's--but that's--well, I think we c« uld find you something | else than that," his father said. several weeks, Link---months, be." "The longer: the better. I want," said Link, "to get the taste of the whole thing out of my mouth." Maj. Tom Mackenzie sighed a long, tearing sigh of relief and exhaus- tion, and, taking out his big hand- kerchicf, quite frankly wiped his eyes. "Then I think that's the thing to do," he agreed. "And I think the day after tomorrow is the day to do it. When does she get back?" "Day after tomorrow, in the af- ternoon: she and Mrs. Wilson and Inez went to town for Christmas." "I think you ought to be out of the way, Link." "I want to be. may- I'll answer this--" he glanced again at the © letter-- "tonight," he said. "I'll tell her that she hasn't been frank with me all the way through, and that married affection ought to be based wpon confidence." "Don't say too much. 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