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mTHE HARDIN TRIBUJCE-HERALDPa^e Elevenfirmmonlion.r or era-re*ttrm-v or sub-re scpricesncesntaandandThe BITTER SAMARITANByIda M. EvansWhat About Tomorrow—and Day AfterI(Published by itChicagoIN TWO PARTS—PART ONKschool and had a position. Ain lcllrer i 40 rays, and lon-irm-offerany.rlns, n nicer®.oinsrms.»ty.aga-tery,oomrfal-alltool;•use.; 20 rlre;noOre.armthernu-nlngandthedi mtellythistom2-54H* v inch—N THE beginning Saranaton watched I. the open display of old Lothrop’s hate I lor young Diane Gray with an Interest which was touched with dlaoom-tort. The town had only two thousand population. Every one knew everybody pretty well. Anything so untoward and venomous as the old man’s persistent feeling toward the girl was disagreeable, like a family quarrel over Sunday roastchicken. ;..*v ’ v —,'^.rvLee had no business to steal, of course. Everybody severely said that. Everybody began generally to agree, too, that Diane was a gray eyed little beauty who might have been suspected of being the sort to lead a boy Into trouble. Diane leaned to Jazz records for the home phonograph, and her chestnut head was among the first in town to be bobbed, shingled, plneappled, and neck-shaved.On the other hand, Jesse Lothrop, although not a rich man, had enough to save Lee from conseouences, and some folks held that he might have let the matter slip under the moss of oblivion instead of keeping it alive like a pet snake. / . .• -•But he did not do this. Whenever they met, at church or on the street, he would fasten his blazing, age-faded black eyes on the girl. Openly he tried to pour all his venom and rage into a glare that might scorch her. And when she had passed him, invariably he would pull out his clean white handkerchief and blow his high bridged old nose with so much fury of sound that It was like the blast of a locomotive. 9It got so that whenever the storekeepers on Main street heard that blasty sound, they knew the two had passed each other.“Yahoo-o!” stout-waisted Ed Bally would call from the door of his butcher shop to ’8aih Veskins next door. “Old man and Diane Gray must both be down-ralnbow deluge! Three doeen In less than Tour months. Lee and his pa hadferent slants on neckwear, grinned■■b ■Well, in the younger crowd Diane was a good dresser, too. She was the favored last born of her family. A lively, healthy, plump girl. Her mother used to complain enjoyably. “Your dresses may be short, Diane. But I guess you take as much goods as your sisters. I guess no one can say you was ever stinted at the table.Oh, yes. In the end old Jesse had to pay a bill at the bakery, too; pretaels and bismarcks, for picnicking Joyrides.It was a month after the charivari that the realty firm made a horrifying discovery. Whitefaced, Lee blurted a confession. There was a worried consultation and a telephoned summons to oldJesse, the father, who came and heard, tight lipped, and drew four hundred dollars of ready cash out of bank and borrowed three hundred more from somebody. ' ’X* - ' ’ lt;Seven hundred. Well, there had been at least four accidents In hired flivvers, with tires and windshield to be replaced. And a twinkling plated platinum bracelet for Diane at Christmas. It was seventy-flve dollars.In the world’s crop of Jazz babies there may have been girls who would have scorned so cheap a bauble. Not Diane. Her plump cheeks had beamed pink beyond their rouge and her lips had Ah-ed rapturously, and she had kissed Lee heartily and had wigwagged her whiteplump arm like a Cleopatra at a generous Anthony. . „~ . jjjySo the pink of pleasure had run up I^e’s young oval fair face to his light hair. lie 111 we red right downtown to Cacy’s drug store and got Diane a flve- pounds box of chocolate cherries as appreciation for her thankful spirit.Then there had been bills at the roadhouses that circled Saranaton, as most other towns in the world, like dark hawkyou d think I was—was” —Diane with energy searched a limited classical educaturn, consisting of eighty pages of Cae ur a Commentaries and a half volume of ancient history, for a high flown com* parhjon that at the same time was happy was a 8cyila. No, Clroe”—gulpingpineapple swaddled in ice cream. “Anv-way, I never kept track of how m L*** spent. And. honestly. I thought lather gave him a good deal to spend.But steadily, at meetings, the 15*5?? from t*1® °*d faded eyes, like a i dictive fire from a well banked grAn ugly fire, it was exaggerated enmity abnormal. Presently people didLEARNFLYRight Now! When Aviation Is coming Into general use and good pasts In demand—and always will be from now on. Are 70s going to he onethe Lindberghs, Chamberlain*, and Byrds of tomorrow? Or will yoo S_be doing the same old thing and let the rest of the World fly past you?You Can Learn to FlyIt Is much easier to fly than to drive a car. bat It takes more care In lemming, because you must develop your Judgment. It comes from repetition, like training for a race, or practicing piano. And what Is more you canLearn to Fly Here in Montananot like to see the encounters of the two pairs of eyes; the one old, steady, and malignant; the other beginning to hold forced defiance, even theatrical.By chance, one night at an entertainment in the opera house. Jesse Lo thro p'seat was Just behind Diane s. He rose,glared, stalked grimly out of the place. The girl nearest Diane giggled nervously. The boys looked uncomfortable.Another time, he entered Ole Burg’s bhoe store while Diane was being fitted with satin pumps. She had a too plump calf, but a narrow foot, and argued every three months with Ole because, I can wear a four. Ole. If you'd buy the right styles. Jesse listened a moment, raised a bony forefinger to engage Ole’s attention. “Hereafter I buy my footgear across the street. And vindictively, grimly, stalked across the way to the poorer stocked shelves of old Isaac Cohen. Ole looked down, none too pleased, at Diane, who had been In his store a full hour.So the display, of hate became steady, like an unparalleled icy wind, and the town was Impressed in spite of its own natural tolerance toward a pretty, care-girl. The Grays began to defend daughter and sister. Mrs. Gray’s h tightened when she talked with other women.Is never fair—a bitter quarrel be-a an old and a young person. The older enemy has so much of life to drawwith the VANCE SCHOOL OF FLYING which Is being established at Great Falls. No need to go far away where they take your money, give you a fewhours in the air and tr~~ ‘ -There Is s difference and you can fly anywhere.«^ wacre wey uuus your money, you a rewforget you. Learn at home where you expect to fly, la flying in high and low altitudes. Learn te fly here here. And further, you will get aPilots Certificatewhich will entitle you to free advice and Information any time even after you have finished our course. In your flying there will be many little things come up which you do not understand. Our service and advice will always he free to our graduates. And whether you want te buy a shin or get a Job as pilot we will serve you.Time Is Money—Don’t Waste It by DelayMake up your mind—then act. Think this thing over and if you decide te go Into it, do so with all there Is in you. One of the first requirements In learning to fly is a desire to learn. Look ahead a few years and can't yon see airliners connecting all the principal cities of our country tbe World? Here's what Tennyson said many years ago:ablear-loadeed-el-ont.ting.Ur.nti-liveihtptceavsLitte.108theom.andlew.idleend80.TOyouant991.•eatnitriterve.-N-fewar-ch-orwverde-allricericeftli-caltheur-lec-■ed.neefiveallop-Ith.ler,forrrvrsell.ilsoden.seine2cIAS,hadveof-ad-Myim-5A»nsm,Mforms.nnft#lerne.Purlinera-«t-lt;TN.an-Ich.i«e.1**1‘nb2'Voar-earOofrur.nwWda'reeVnutvranth«im.mdpe-town today. “Awful good while for a man’s hate to hold out, ’Saih would yawn, coming out with a yard of dry goods. “No. Ain't natural, somehow. Any one heard from Lee lately? “Heard he was doing pretty good In his Chicago Job. Selling typewriters. “Guess he writes to the old man often enough.In the beginning Diane blazed defiance effectively to meet the hate cast toward her. That la, as effectively as a plump bit of Immature girlhood with chestnut hair and a natural bent toward giggling, could defy a powerful-willed old man whose longlah gray black hair under hisworn black felt hat would have, a hundred years earlier, been called demonlsh.Jesse Lothrop was of the older school of lawyers and marked by the seedy, careless Insignia. He had worn one knotted green taffeta bow tie for ten years at least. Diane had a taste for taffeta, too. But pink and blue and nearly knee length.Lee and Diane had known each other since the days when pink and blue ribbons marked their sex. In their teens they got better acquainted. Diane was a giggling, roysterlng, up to date—ah! and perhaps a little more!—leader of the young high school crowd. Lee belonged to the group of boys who hired flivvers to take girls riding.It was laughing, tumbling, shrieking courtship for the most part.Saranaton, with pursed lips, was just beginning to read magazine articles on the Jazzy younger generation, and to hope, albeit uneasily, that It had escaped the fate of other towns and other younger generations. Perhaps Its climate or Its Y. M. C. A. would make a difference.Lee was his father’s onlv child. He had had a fairly happy childhood, living In the old square red brick house out on Second avenue, with its two acres of yard. Jesse Lothrop was one of those older school men whose thumbs know the feel of a Blackstone page In the dark, but never attract a lot of money. 8tUl, he made enough. Lee’s mother died when he was ten. His father never pretended to miss her very much. 8he was older than Jesse, one of the plain featured Penlop girls; and he was a bookish man, not a Darby. Old Mrs. Han/ky, the housekeeper who replaced her in kitchen and linen closet, was fat and good humored and fond of Lee, and perhaps as good a mother to him as his own would have proved.Diane was the youngest of her family.Her father, Tom Gray, first had a harnessshop which, as soon as Diane's brother Joe reached an age and a mind for gas cans and monkey wrench, became the Gray garage. Diane’s two sisters were married to two reputable young men. In fact, one of the bills which I#e took money not his own to pay Included the hire and repair of a roadster to ride to the charivari on Diane's sister. Kit, who had wedded a young farmer north of town.Lee didn't hire cars at the Gray garage. Diane didn’t care for her family to know all her goings. He patronised the Elite Oasery. next door to Bunroy Corks, where he worked.Jesse Lothrop had gone to some pains to get Lee Into the new realty firm. Saranaton had licked Its lips over that new word, realty. And It had noted with amusement Lee's riot of neckties as soonwings. Roadhouses, with their synthetic liquors, cold chicken sandwiches, saxophones, free air, and long distance service, do not furnish recreation for young people without hope of payment.Discovery did not mean the worst catastrophe for the boy. The two uneasy realtors, newcomers In town, and anxious not to antagonize old residents, protested hastily and pleadingly that there'd be no prosecution. Good Lord, no! They'd not sleep easy nights with Lee In prison. On the other hand, “But we’re not millionaires,’’ sighed Carks, defending himself in advance against any Scrooge charge. “And I counted on paying off a debt.Tight lipped, the father paid. Sulky lipped, scarlet, squirming. Lee admitted in a mutter that he’d had no sense or he wouldn’t have done it. And thereupon Lee put out a tongue at its future home and left town on the Number Eight, which went through Saranaton at three a. m. He said no good-bys. Just left In the night.The next morning the old man began to wield the ball that thereafter dangled at Diane’s ankles, so that In time she spiritually hobbled.Jesse, It proved, was one of the reticent crabbed parents who privately think and expect much of a son. Perhaps, too, an inhibited paternal vanity worked like yeast in soured dough.Forgetfulness Is the ordinary rule of mankind. The ocean of happening Is wide and its deep bed sucks events down inevitably by law. Saranaton might have forgotten—even Lee. But old Jesse Lothrop chose to cause the ordinary rule to be broken.At the onset Diane had had her bad time at borne. Her mother was a stout woman, who baked perfect lemon pies and was easily upset. Her reaction was dual. To Diane: I must say, Diane, your father and I don’t feel very good over this matter! This talk isn’t nice for us to have to take! Diane on the fourth day of this, threatened to leave home, go to a city. She protested tearfully to the family and everybody else that she thought Lee'd bought the bracelet and other things on time. She put her chestnut head nigh. She didn’t ask him to steal for love of her! No, she didn't! Qhe liked Lee, though. And she always would. She’d write and tell him he was a dumbbell, but sweet!Even she threatened, when some of old Jesse s words were repeated to her, to go downtown and tell him something! Lee hadn't had so pleasant a raising! And at the first four or flve meetings she tossed her head defiantly. In the way the young of both sexes and all species can do when brought up short at the barbed wire fence of fault.A passerby or two shivered at the first meeting. “Looked like he mout beengoln 10 siap ner sassyoplneT skalrtap herthe cobbler. “I wasSooncool Judging elders but to warmer minded equals of her own age and crowd. She sat at k marble table in Cacy’s drug store, back where pink and black screens give sundae consumers a privacy that was constantly nullified by shrill young voices. “You, know, that old spur-face makes me sick I He didn’t treat Lee anytoo good. Did he. Hurry? Did he. Dot?Harry and Dot supported her. “Well,on. He can filch so easily from brain or memory the deadly correct word or incident to point a moral or damn a tale. The younger can only fight awkwardly,without much ammunition.Presently Diane’s voice became shriller over the marble topped tables at Cacy’s. “Boys!” Above her sirupy glass she would pull a mock-long face, like a senile deacon's. “Don’t run into crime for my sake! Really, I’m not worth It. Old Lothrop will say so.Or In a car, passing the grimly observant old man, she would warn mockingly: “Be careful. Harry. I’m a vampire, I am. I ruin lives. Did you notice that he still knows I’m on earth He’d love to send me a wax wreath.With her pretty, healthy body and all her vivacious force of egotistical youth, she created her own impression. The crowd laughed and admired her spunk. That Is, at first. There came a time when even Diane's intimates laughed In a somewhat forced fashion. The Joke was old.“Hear often from Lee? they began to press. Even one’s own youthful circle may not be above pinpricks. Diane replied evasively. “He said once If ever he left he’d not write me until his Income tax reached nine figures. Lee’d Joke If he was In bed with hydrophobia, wouldn’t he?”Somehow every one had heard that Lee had a position In Chicago, was boarding with relatives, and doing well enough.Whatever he was doing, his father never softened toward Diane. As time went on it must have got on her youthful nerves. Her mouth curled a trifle too unbecomingly when she uttered her mocking warnings. Still, life was not bad for her. She went to parties, dancedlike an indefatigable young lover of motion, and was a gay member of her crowd.In time she left school and went Into her father’s garage as bookkeeper. The garage had expanded into a salesroom with accessories. She was even better looking at eighteen than she had been at sixteen, with her touch of mocking good humor and her clear color.Oddly enough, she was not engaged. In the two years two or three boys had gone around her steadily, in the gay, unsteady, ’oyrldlng way which meant nothing serious or everything serious, according to the boy and the girl.But they either married other girls or left town for jigger careers. Perhaps by the time ahe was nineteen Diane's lip curled In a rather hard way. 8he put plenty of energy into her work. It was sociable work. She came into contact with many transients, and her natural power of repartee waxed entertaining even to her father and brother.By this time another crowd of sixteen ye at olds demanded the center of the dkug store and the dance floors, pushing Diane's circle to the background. Qrow-tng up is done faster nowadays than formerly. But time made no change In Jesse Lothrop’s attitude, his old hate-filled eyes. Only, as the years Went by, Bfl seemed to have taken on a waiting look, as If he hoped for some happening Well, she had been branded previously by his persistency. Diane Oray—the name was associated with the fact of blemish, even among the most kindhearted. They °ouid not help this. Once In a while 90me one wondered, with curious tone.illi“Saw the Heavens filled with 00 Argosies of magic sails,Pilots of the purple twilightDropping down with costly bales.eroeVANCE AIR SERVICEGreat Falls, Montanat Diane Gray would ever marry. An old ichool teacher of Diane’s pitied her.Then Ralph Bennett came to Saran-»on. He was from Brooklyn, oousin of he De Linars of the bank.He was a tall. slim, well „____man. Captain of his own soul.he self-contained kind, who can pack a lew yellow suitcase and leave cities be-iind, perfectly ready to try smaller, surer spots. He was as dapper as should be a promising young lawyer.His first day in town acquainted him vith Diane. His roadster needed repairs rad lodgings. In white silk Jumper and white woolen skirt, she was a delightfully unexpected feature in a garage. Nor was he hard to know. She made out his bill, and later his receipt, with a pleasant mile. Correct to the cent was the bill. Jy her father and brother Diane was salaried on commission basis. Hence the pretty silk Jumpers.No one was around to tell the meticu-ous Ralph that five years ago Diane’s smile had been a little different. Morerabbling. Not—well, sort of clipped, like k well tended hedge.He asked to call. He had seen at once that she was working in the paternal establishment and was not a light o' toll.He called. In his roadster, which was a good make and tastily black, he took her riding.was a vivid summer. To an unusual oolorful degree the hollyhocks and ; of the small town were profuse, ase earth's supply of chlorophyll had added to by some unknown power. I silk sweaters were the rage. Diane, liked gay hues, hsd a flaming orangeas a mammotheye-catchingblossom.She was a scented young peraoi fond of violet talcum, bath, and morning heliotrope scented soap.(Copyright: 1928: by Ida M. Evans)CMdtded Next WeekeveryNewFinlenrooms. Rates 108 ami up.HOTEL, Butte,outsideOUR OFFER TO BEWITHDRAWN!Were Rariri to GoOur offer to YOU to purchase TRIOS of five MUSKRATS to be ranched en our RIVERDALE COLONY will have to be withdrawn with this Issue, as the muskrats must be ordered and placed In the Colony before the latter part of September so that they can establish homes and prepare for the winter. Therefore, If you wish to participate in the earnings of the Montana Muskrat Breeders, Inc., your purchasing contract must be in our office not later than the 25th of September.Co-operative PlanThe plan of CO-OPERATIYB MUSKRAT RANCHING is the CHIEF motive of the Corporation. This plan offers to the Individual an opportunity to participate In this PROFITABLE business on a FIFTY-FIFTY base, the TRIO holders to get ONE-HALF of the natural increase of MUSKRATS on the ranch. The Corporation to get the other HALF for the maintenance and care of the ranch.YOUR entering the business NOW and at this TIME, with THE MONTANA MUSKRAT BREEDER8, INC., should assure YOU of an income YBARAFTER YEAR, in an amount of course to the number of TRIOS purchased.Anyone can start with one trio (two females and one male) and every oneregardless of their statio nin life can afford the investment necessary to purchase one trio. 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