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s GEYSER JUDITH BASIN TIMES - 1 , THE BALL OF FIRE By GEORGE RANDOLPH CHES I ER and LILLIAN CHESTER ILLUSTRATED BY C. D. RHODES ofiliweee•edfliraweselfibeereeserfUtee (Copyright. SYNOPSIS. At a vestry meeting of the Market Square church Gall Sargent lietens to a discussion about the Bale of the church tenements to Edward E. Allison, local traction king, said when asked her opin- ion of the church by Rev Smith Boyd. says It is apparently a lucrative business enterprise. A llison takes Gall riding in his motor car CHAPTER II—Continued. Gall, too, was disturbed. While she had laughed to cover the embarrass- ment of her mishap, she had been quite collected enough to thank Alli- son for his ready aid; but she bad felt the thrill of that tensed arm, and it had awakened in her mind an entirely new vein of puzzled conjecture. Gravity with a man invariably leads him back to the consideration of his leading joy in life, business; and the first thing Alliscn knew he was indulg- ing in quite a unique weakness, for him; he was bragging! Not exactly fiat -footed; but, with tolerably strong insinuation, he gave her to understand that the consolidation of the Immense traction interests of New York was about as tremendous an undertaking as she could comprehend, and that, hav- ing attained so dizzy a summit, he felt entitled to turn himself to lighter things, to enjoy life and gayety and frivolity, to rest, as it were. upon his laurels. Gail was amused, as she always was when men of strong achievement dropped into this weakness to interest girls. She did appreciate and admire his no doubt tremendous accomplish- ment; It was only his naivete which amused her, and to save her she could not resist the wicked little impulse to nettle him. To his suggestion that he could now lead a merry life because he was entitled to rest upon his lau- rels, she had merely answered. \Why\ He dropped into a silence so dense that the thump was almost audible. and she was contrite. She had pricked him deeper than she knew, however She had not understood how gigantic the man's ambitions had been, nor how vain he was of his really marvel one progress. After all, why should he pause, when he had iitich power in him? She did well to speak slight- ingly of any achievement made by a man of such proved ability. New am bitione sprang up In him. The next time he talked business with her he would have something startling under way; something to compel her respect. CHAPTER III. The Change In the Rector's Eyes. The grand privilege of Mrs. Jim Sargent's happy life was to worry all she liked Just now, as she sat on the . seven chairs and the four benches of the mahogany panelled library, amid a wealth of serious-minded sculpture and painting and rare old prints, she was bathed in a new ecstasy of painful enjoyment. She was worried', about Gall! It was six -thirty now. add Gall had not yet returned from Lucile's Mrs Helen Davies, dressed for din- ner with as much care as if she had been about to attend one of the unat- teinable Mrs. Waverly-Gaites' annu- als, came sweeping down the marble stairs with the calm aplomb of one whom nothing can disturb and, lorg- nette in hand, turned into the library \I'm so glad you came down, Helen!\ breathed Mrs Sargent, with a sigh of relief. \I'm so worried! Gail hasn't come home from Lucile's!\ Mrs. Helen Davies sat beneath the statue of Minerva presenting wisdom to the world, and arranged the folds of her gown to the most graceful ad- vantage \You shouldn't expect her on time. coming from Lucile's.\ she observed. with a smile of proper pride. She was Immensely fond of her daughter Lu- cile; but she preferred to live with her sister. \I have a brilliant idea, Grace. I'll telephone,\ and without seeming to exert herself in the least, she glided from her picturesque high-backed Flemish chair, and sat at the library table, and drew the phone to her, and secured her daughter's number \Hello Lucile,\ she called, in the most friendly of tones. \You'd better send Gall home, before your Aunt Grace develops wrinkles.\ Mrs Helen Davies listened to the answer, a sparkle in her black eyes. \Where Is she?\ interrupted Mrs. Sargent, holding her thumb. \Out driving,\ rcported sister Helen. \Have you sent your invitations for the house party. Lucile?\ and she dis- cussed that Important subject until Mrs. Sargent's thumb ached. \With whom is Gail driving, and where?\ asked sister Grace, anxious for detail Mrs Helen Davies touched all of her fingertips together in front of her on the library table, and beamed on Grace. \Don't worry about Gail,\ she smil- ingly advised \She is driving with Edward E Allison. He is the richest bachelor in New York, though not so- cially prominent. No one has ever been abit to interest him. I predict tor Gail losilliant future,\ and she RIC by the Red Book Corporation.) moved over contentedly to her favor- ite contrast with Minerva. \Gail would attract anyone,\ re- turned Mrs. Sargent complacently, and then a little crease came In her brow. \I wonder where she met him.\ \At the vestry meeting. Lucile said.\ \Oh and Mrs. Sargent's brow cleared instantly. \Jim introduced them. I wonder where Jim is?\ The door opened, and Jim Sargent came in, wiping the snow from his stubby mustache before he distributed his customary hearty greetings to the family. \Where's Gail?\ he wanted to know. 'Out driving with Edward E. Alli- son,\ answered both ladies. \Still?\ inquired Jim Sargent. and then le laughed. \She's a clever girl Smart as a whip! She nearly started a riot in the vestry.\ \Was Willis Cunningham there?' In- quired Mrs. Davies interestedly \Took me in a corner after the meet- ing and told me that Gail bore a re- markable resemblance to the Fratelll Madonna, and might he call.\ ' The telephone bell rang, and Sar- gent, who could not train himself to wait for a servant to sift the mes- sages, answered It Immediately, with his characteristic explosive-flrsesyl- tabled: \Hello!\ \Oh it's you, Uncle Jim,\ called a buoyant voice. \Mr. Allison and I have Rev. Smith Boyd Came Out With His Most Active Vestryman. found the most enchanting roadhouse in the world, and we're going to take dinner here. It's all right, isn't it?\ \Certalnly.\ he replied, equally buoy- ant. \Enjoy yourself. Chubey,\ and he hung up the receiver. \What is it?\ asked Mrs. Davies, In a tone distinctly chill. She had a pre. monition that Jim Sargent had done something foolish. He seemed so pleased. \Gail won't be home,\ he announced carelessly, starting for the stairs. \She's dining with Allison at some roadhouse.\ \Unchaperoned!\ gasped Mrs. Da- vies. - She's all right, Ilelen,\ remarked Jim, starting upstairs \Allison's a fine fellow.\ \But what will he think of Gail!\ protested Helen \That sort of un- conventionality has gone clear out Jim, you'll have to get back that num- ber!\ \Sorry regretted Jim. \Can't do it. Against the telephone rules,\ and he went upstairs, positively humming. The two ladies looked at each other, and sat down in the valley of the shadows of gloom. There was noth- ing to be done! It was not until nine o'clock that they expressed their worry again. At that hour Ted and Lucile Teasdale and Arly Fosiand came in with the exuber- ance of a New Year's eve celebration. \It's great sleighing tonight.\ stated Lucile'e husband, who was a thin. waisted young man, with a splendid natural gift for dancing. \All that's missing is the bells \chat- tered the black -haired Arty, breaking straight for her favorite big couch In the library. \The only way to have any speed in an auto is to go sidewise.\ \We're to get up a skidding match. so I can bet on our chauffeur,\ laughed Lucile, fluffing her blonde ringlets be- fore the big mirror in the hall \We slid a complete circle coming down through the park, and never lost a rev- olution!\ \I've been thinking it must be bad driving,\ fretted Mrs Sargent \Gail should be home by now!\ \Allison's a safe driver, - comforted Ted, who liked to see everybody happy Jim Sargent came to the door of the study, In which he was closeted with Rev Smith Boyd. Jim was prac- tically the yowls rector's business guardian. \Hello. Collo,\ he nodded. \Gail home?\ ot N responded Mrs. Sargent, In whose brow the creases were be- coming fixed \It's hardly time,\ estimated Jim, and went back into the study. \I'm terribly vexed.\ confided Lu- cile, stopping behind Ted's chair, and idly tickling the back of his neck. \I thought it would be such a brilliant scheme to give a winter week -end party, but Mrs. Acton is going to give one at her country place.\ \Before or after?\ demanded Mrs. Davies, with whom this was a point of the utmost importance. \A week after,\ answered Lucile, \but her invitations are out. I wish I hadn't mailed mine. What can we do to make ours notable?\ That being a matter worth consider- ing, the entire party, with the excep- tion of Aunt Grace, who was listening for the doorbell, set their wits and their tongues to work. Mrs Helen Da- vies took a keener interest In it than any of them. The invitation list was the most important of all, for it was a long and arduous way to the heaven of the socially elect, and it took genera - Bone to accomplish the journey. The Murdock girls, Grace and herself, had no great-grandfather. Murdock Senior had made his money after Murdock Junior was married, but In time to give the girls a thorough polishing in an exclusive academy. Thus launched, Ilelen had married a man with a great - great -grandfather, but Grace had mar- ried Jim Sargent. Jim was a dear, and had plenty of money, and was as good a railroader as Grace's father, with whom he had been great chums; but still he was Jim Sargent_ Gail's mother, who had married Jim's broth- er, had seven ancestors, but a moth- er's family name is so often over- looked. Nevertheless, when Gall came to marry, the maternal ancestry, all other things being favorable, might even secure her an invitation to Mrs. Waverly-Galtes' annual! Reaching this point in her circle of speculation. Mrs. Ilelen Davies came back to her starting place, and loked at the library clock with a shock. Ten; and the girl was not yet home! Rev. Smith Boyd came out of the study with his most active vestryman, and joined the circle of waiting ones. He was a pleasant addition to the party, for, In spite of belonging to the clergy, he was able to conduct himself leRome In a quite acceptable Roman fashion. Pleasant as he was, they wished he would go home, because it was not convenient to worry in his company; and by this time Lucile her- self was beginning to watch the clock with some anxiety Only Mrs. Sar- gent felt no restraint. An automobile honked at the door as if it were stop- ping, and she half arose; then the same honk sounded half way down the block, and she sat down again. \I'm so worried about Gail!\ she stated, holding her thumb. \We all are,\ supplemented Mrs. Da- vies, quickly. \She has been dining with a party of friends, and the streets are so slippery.\ \I should judge Mr. Allison to be a very capable driver.\ said Rev. Smith Boyd; and the ladies glared at Jim. \I envy them their drive on a night like this. I wonder if there will be good coasting.\ \Fine.\ judged Jim Sargent. looking out of the window toward the adjoin- ing rectory. 'That first snow was wet and it froze Now there's a good inch on top of it and, at this rate, there should be three by morning A little thaw, and another freeze, and a little more snow tomorrow, and I'll be tempt- ed to make a bob -sled\ \I'll help you.\ offered Rev. Smith Boyd, with a glow of pleasure in his particularly fine eyes. \I used to have a twelve -seated bob -sled, which never started down the hill with less than fifteen.\ \I never rode on one.\ complained Any. \I think I'm due for a bob -sled party.\ \You're invited,\ Lucile promptly told her. \Uncle Jim, you and Doctor Boyd will have to hunt up your ham mer and saw.\ \I'll start right to work, - offered the young rector, with the alacrity which had made him a favorite. • \If the snow holds. well go over Into the Jersey bills, and slide,\ promised Sargent with enthusiasm. \I'll give the party.\ \I seem to anticipate a pleasant eve- ning.\ considered Ted Teesdale. whose athletics were confined entirely to dancing. \We'll ride downhill on the sleds, and uphill in the machines\ \That's barred.\ immediately pro- tested Jim \The boys have to pull the girls uphill. Isn't that right. Boyd\ \It was correct form when I was a boy,\ returned the rector, with a laugh. He held his muscular hands out before him as If he could still feel the cut of the rope in his palms. He squared his big shoulders, and breathed deeply In memory of those health -giving days. There was a flush In his cheeks, and his eyes, which were sometimes green. glowed with a decided blue Arlene Irosland. looking lazily across at him. that It was a shame that he had been cramped inro the ministry I \There's Gail!\ cried Mrs Sargent. jumping to her feet and running Into the hall, before the butler could come in answer to the bell She opened the door and was immediately kissed, then Gail came back into the library with- out stopping to remove her furs She was followed by Allison, and she can ried something inside her coat. Her cheeks were rosy from the erlep air and the snow sparkled on her brown hair like tiny diamonds. \We've been buying a dog!\ she breathlessly explained, and, opening her coat, she produced an animated teddy bear, with two black eyes and One black pointed nose protruding from a puff ball of pure white. She set it on the floor, where It waddled uncertainly in three directions. and finally curled down between Rev Smith Boyd's feet. \A collie!\ and Rev. Smith Boyd picked up the warm infant for an ad- miring inspection. \It's a beautiful puppy.\ \Isn't it a dear!\ exclaimed Gail taking it away from him, and favoring him with a smile. She whisked the fluffy little ball over to her Aunt Grace and left it in that lady's lap, while she threw off her furs. \Where could you buy a dog at this hour?\ inquired Mrs. Davies, glancing at the clock, which stood now at the accusing hour of a quarter of eleven. \We woke up the kennel men,\ laughed Gall, turning with a sparkling glance to Allison, who was being In- troduced ceremoniously to the ladies by Uncle Jim. \We had a perfectly glorious evening! We dined at Rose' leaf Inn, entirely surrounded by hectic lights, then we drove five miles into the country and bought Flakes %Ye came home so fast that Mr. Allison al- most had to held me in.\ She turned, laughing, to find the eyes of Rev. Smith Boyd fixed on her in cold disap- proval. They were no longer blue! CHAPTER IV. Too Many Men. \A conscience must be a nuisance to a rector,\ sympathized Gail Sar- gent, as she walked up the hill beside Rev. Smith Boyd. The tall young rector shifted the thin rope of the sled to his other hand \Epigrams are usually more clever than true,\ he finally responded, with a twinkle in his eyes. It had been In his mind to sharply defend that charge, but he reflected that it wile unwise to assume the speech worth serious consideration. Moreover, he had come to this toboggan party for healthful physical exercise! \Then you're guilty of an epigram,\ retorted Gall, who was annoyed with Rae. Smith Boyd without quite know- ing why. \You can't believe all you are compelled, as a minister, to say \ \That returned Rev. Smith Boyd coldly, \is a matter of interpretation.\ He commended himself for his pa Hence, as he proceeded to Instruct this mistaken young person. She was a lovable girl. In spite of the many things he found in her of which to disapprove. \The eye of the needle through which the camel was sup- posed not to be able to pass, was. in reality, a narrow city gate called the Needle's Eye.\ Gail looked at him with that little smile at the corners of her red lips. eyelids down, curved lashes on her cheeks, and beneath the lashes a sparkle brighter than the moonlight on the snow crystals in the adjoining field. \It seems to me there was some- thing about wealth in that metaphor,\ she observed, her round eyes flashing open as she smiled up at him \if it Very Are You So Bitter Against the Church?\ was so difficult even in those days for a nil man to enter the kingdom of heaven, how can a rich church hope to enter the spirit of the gospel\ bier Smith Boyd hastily, and almost roughly, drew her aside, as a long low bob -I'd. accompanied by appropriate err( ales, came streaking down the hill. and passed them. They both turned and followed its progress down the narrowing white road, to where it curved away In a silver line far at the bottom of a hill. illlls and val less and fences and trees and even a distant Stream were clovered with the fleecy mantle of winter, while high overhead in a sky of blue, hung a round. white moon. which flooded the I from the conoortable (rest which she countryside wit!) mellow dot sass had not quitted all evening, decided I strewed upon earth's fresh robe I wealth of countless sparkling gems \This le a wonderful sermon,' mused Gall; then she turned to the rector She softened toward Min sa she saw that he, too, had partaken of the awe and majesty of this scene He stood straight and tall, his apieudidle poised head thrown back, and his gaze resting far off where the bills cut against the sky in tree clad scallops \It is an inspiration,\ he told her with a tone in his vibrant voice which she had not heard before; and for that brief instant these two, between whom there had seemed some instinctive antagonism, were nearer in sympathy than either had thought It possible to be. Then Rev, Smith Boyd hap pened to remember something. \The morality or Immorality of riches de pends upon its use,\ he aonorously stated, as be stepped out into the road again, dragging his sled behind him, following the noisy, loitering crowd with the number two bobsled \Mar- ket Square church, which is the one I suppose you meant in your compari- son with the rich man, intends to de vote all the means with which a kind Providence has blessed it, to the glory of God.\ \And the glorification ot the billion- aire vestry,\ she added, still annoyed with Rev. Smith Boyd, though she did not know why. Again Rev. Smith Boyd drew her out of the road, almost ungently, and unnecessarily In advance of need, to permit a thick man to glide lelsurely by on his stomach on a handsled. He slid majestically onward, with happy forgetfulness of the dignity belonging to the president of the Towando Val ley railroad and a vestryman of Mar ket Square church. \That used to bp lots of fun,\ re membered Gail, looking after het Uncle Jim in envy. \Market Square church has die pensed millions in charity,\ the recto, felt it his duty to inform her, as they started up the hill again. \If it's like our church at home II costs ninety cents to deliver a dime.1 she retorted, bristling anew with by. gone aggravations \So long as you can deliver baskets of provisions In person, it is all right, but the minute You let the money out of your sight it filters through too many paid hands I found this out just before I resigned from our charity committee.\ He looked at her in perplexity. She was so young and so pretty, so charm- ing in the ermine which framed her pink face, so gentle of speech and movement, that her visible self and her incisive mind seemed to be two different creatures \Why are you BO bitter against the church?\ and his tone was troubled, not so much about what she had said, but about her. ITO BE CONTINUED.) SHORTER FORM WELL CHOSEN State Department's Use of the Word \Identle\ Altogether Proper and Orthodox. To not a few readers of the Eng- lish and American \notes\ the word \identle which was used by both gov- ernments, must have seemed a novel and rather unpleasing substitute for, or shortening of, the familiar \identi- cal\ The word has long been used, how- ever, in Miplomatic correspondence and documents, no doubt because of the influence exerted by the French, once the common language of Inter- national exchanges, and still familiar to more diplomats than any other one tongue The French say and write \identique and of that \Identle Is a natural translation. The shorter form, however, has a valid claim for preference, in that It says exactly what \identical\ says, and does it without the pleonasm or redundancy which marks so many of our %%piste ending In \Icel.\ Why we persist in lengthening such sufficiently long words as \philosophic\ and \geo- graphic\ with a wholly needless \al\ it would be hard to explain—almost as hard as to explain the frequent ap- pearance of such absurdities as \die - embark,\ \disassociate.\ \coincident- ally\ and \superimpose.\ One should not he too fussy about such things, how -ever, for in language whatever is, le right, and enough us- age makes any usage right. Tribute to Trees. The trees formed the first temples of the gods, and even at the present day the country people, preserving in all their shnplicit.v their ancient rites consecrate the finest of their trees to some divinity indeed, we feel our- selves inspired to adoration not less by the sacred groves, and their very stillness. than by the statues of the gods, resplendent as they are with gold and ivory. Each kind of tree re- mains immutably consecrated to some divinity; the beech to Jupiter, the laurel to Apollo, the olive to Minerva, the myrtle to Venus and the poplar to Hercules In more recent times it was the trees that, by their juices, more soothing even than Corp. first mollified the natural asperity of man. —Pliny - Out to KM. Bacon—The quentity of cattle in this country has decreased in recent years, while the poultry flock has grown larger. Egbert Which would seem to prove , that the poor shot gunner is more dan- gerous than the automobile driver The Worshipers. lie—I didn't see you at church this morning • She—No; I was late and went is while you were asietp.—Roeton Tram- aeriPt DETECTION OF DIRT IN MILK Sediment Test Shows Dairyman Da. gree of Cleanliness of Milk— Covered Pall is Favored. The sediment teat Is the best'meth- od of detecting dirt In milk. This test should be used wherever mil k sold. It shows the dairyman tbede- gree of cleanliness of his milk. In order that as little dirt as pos- sible may adhere to the cows, clip their udders, flanks and tails. All Pall Keeps Out Dirt. loose duet can be easily brushed off with the hands before milking. Da not allow anyone to milk wet, as this. Is a filthy practice. The COWB keep unsoiled on grass In a night pasture, while if they are kept in a dry barnyard the loose, lY manure will stick to their udders and bodies and drop into the pail. If kept in the barnyard In rainy weather it is almost impossible to milk them with- out first washing their udders. A covered pail closed about two- thirds with a hood, will keep out at least 75 per cent of the dirt. These pails are just as convenient to use as the ordinary ones, and most little more, A strainer will not take out the fine sediment In milk, but is useful for taking out hair and other largo for- eign stuff and is good for detecting the dirty milker, One farmer uses a strainer made from an ordinary 14 - quart tin dishpan. A five -inch bole is cut in the center of the bottom. A ring two inches wide and of the same diameter as the hole is soldered on, over which another rings slips to huh] the strainer cloth. Huck toweling makes a very good strainer cloth. Such a strainer covers a factory can, Gold Type of Covered Pall. preventing the milk from becoming exposed every time the can is opened. All cans and utensils are washed and scalded every time used, and giv- en their daily sun bath to keep theft . sweet_ FEW PRACTICAL DAIRY HINTS Pure Food Laws Won't Worry If Only. Clean, Wholesome Products Are Sent to the Markets. When counting the by-products of the dairy, do not forget the skim milk allowed to clabber, of which the de- licious Dutch or cottage cheese is made. When not all is needed on the home table, It can readily be disporied of at good prices. Send out only clean, wholesome fosd products, then the pure food laws will have no worry for you. Don't feed lice, get rid of them. If the stock has been cleanly kept, there will be no lice to get rid of. Very seldom le a cow or calf lousy when In good condition. Keep their stalls and premises clean, give wholesome feed and enough of it, and the cows will 'tot raise lice. A little corn or bran will not hurt the cows and will save many steps of getting up the cows to milk. Don't forget the salt at the regular time. Grass requires more salt than did the dry feed of winter. Feed the calves enough to have them do well. 'low them the rim of a grassy, shaded lot, and unless sup- plied naturally with water, be sure to. keep son:c le fore them. Too rich feed may givo the young calf indigestion. Guard against this, as after once becoming out of lix, it is - much harder to regulate. Keep them well and keep them growing. This IS true of all young stock, the only way to make a profit of it is to keep It growing. Ration for Dairy Cows. The average grain ration for dairy cows should contain at least one pound of cottonseed meal, as feeding tine material results in a firmer fat and harder butter. The greasy ap- pearance in the butter is caused by the softness of the fat globules, and the addition of the cottonseed meal will remedy this matter. Water for Calves. Set a pail of water into the corner of your calves' pen. You will find they will drink when not mere than two weeks old. They often get very thirsty during the long, hot days of summer. dr
