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SYNOPSIS . , Ellen Church, 1
years old, finds herself alone in th
world with her artist another's la
warning ringing in herears, to "lov
lightly," Of the world she knew li
tie. All her life she had lived alon
with her mother in an old brow
house in a small rural community
Ellen, alone, turned to the only con
tact she knew, an art agent in Ne
York, Posing, years of posing,' wa
her only talent so she was introduce
to two leading artists, Dick Alven an
Sandy Macintosh. Both used her a
a model and both fell in love with he
. but Ellen, trying to follow th
warped philosophy of her mother t
"love lightly," resists the thought o
love, Her circle of friends is small
artists and two or three girl models
Ellen attends a ball' with Sandy
While dancing a tall young ma
claimed her and romance is born.
ride in the park, proposal, the nex
day marriage to Tony, and wealth
But she'd "Love Lightly," Ellen tol
herself. She would never let his
know how desperately she loved him
even though she were his wife. Elle
insists upon living her own life, main-
taining her home in her small room
even, though- Tony is wealthy , , .
Jane, of Tony's wealthy set, is disap-
pointed in Tony's sudden. marriage to'
Elden. Jane then makes every effort
to win Tony away from Ellen.
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not small, when one considered his
age. He rather liked business, Tony
told :her once.
"1 guess I inherited that liking
from my father," he said simply.
Tony's eyes surveyed her for a
moment, keenly. It was as if he
were weighing this matter of cause
and effect.
"Yourmother was an artist, wasn't
she?" he said at last.
"Yes," said Ellen, "she was. That's
how I got started in thisbusiness of
posing, you know. My mother and I
lived quite by ourselves in the coun-
try, where there were no models, and
so I had to pose for her constantly."
"Poor little kid," said Tony, "didn't
you ever play?" His voice was gentle.'
"Don't be sorry for me," said El-
len, and she spoke a little harshly be-
cause the tears were so close, "I had
a swell time, I .was crazy about my
mother—she taught me everything I
knowabout everything."
If Tony wanted to speak out of
turn he suppressed that desire. In-
stead he asked her another question.
"Did you , ever 'think, Ellen," he
said, "at any time, that you were in
love with anyone—" he faltered, "any-
one?"
It was the first personal note that
Tony had struck since .Jane's party,
and before she could turn tie subter-
fuge Ellen found that she was shak-
ing her head in denial.
The days, the weeks, crept on.
Dinner with Tony ever night . . - .
Ellen was in a strange drifting state.
She wasn't interested in anything ex-
cept the moment that brought Tony
to her door. When she awoke in the
morning it was just a question of
how many hours it would be before a
red roadster stood at the curb with
its horn sounding .a summons!
And yet as the days went. on, it
grew increasingly hard to break the
barrier between herself and the man
who was her husband, It began to
be forced into her mind that Tony
would never again be the aggressor.
He's said -on that first morning when
he left her—that he didn't want half -
portion love, that he wanted it to be
real, and Ellen was beginning to un-
derstand that he wouldn't attempt to
create the reality •himself, that she'd
have to do. it! And if she did it, it
would mean putting herself forever
in his power—and in love's power
and in life's power. It would mean
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
And speaking of Jane — but they
didn't speak of her! Nor of her com-
ments — so profoundly true. They
didn't speak of Dick either. Dick,
and the part of Ellen's life that Dick
filled, was a sealed letter which neith-
er one of them seemed to remember.
Jane was a phantom that slept. So
was Dick. So, for that matter, was
their own love... .
The evenings went ou, and the
drives, and the dinners. But there
were certain barriers that they never
crossed. Tony never came up to EI-
len's room. He always met her at the
curb, he always waited there in his
red roadster. He always left her at
thefront door, with a brief and
hurried word of -good -night. And they
never danced together, either. Ellen
knew, that she couldn't keep up this
friendship pretense if his arms were
around her and his body was close
against her body. It was the short
'dance, at the house party, that had
she was sure - precipitated their
last flare-up of passion, Day went on.
Weeks went on. They were begin-
ning to learn something about each
other, these two. Ellen had come to
realize that Tony was not, for all of
liis inherited income, one of the idle
rich. She learned that his money, in-
vested in the stocks that his father
had spade worth while, was admin.
istered in the broke's office in which
he was a junior partner. It wasn't
only his own money that he cared
for, either—his responsibilities were
that she would have to let him see
that she couldn't get along without
him. It would mean that he'd have
the opportunity of hurting her.
When the dinners and drives with
Tony began, she had felt a sense of
radiance and physical well-being and
peace. She had felt that everything
would adjust itself, its a natural way.
Her. assurance had even been visible
to Dick—to Sandy. She had looked
"swell"! But it wasn't visible any
more. Perhaps it was the mental
strain that made her feel so fagged
— that spade keeping up such an ef-
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Sir William Mulock (1), Canada's
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tore Coll, W. 1? iulock, elected mem-
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last fall, was taking his seat in the
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William Lyon Mackenzie King (2),
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way to the caucus of his Party.
fort.
"I wish," she said suddenly one day
as she knelt in front of Dick, ".that
you'd let me rest for a _ minute, old
thing. I'm sunk."
Dick hadn't regarded her as 9.
!suntan being since he had reached :the
home stretch of his mural, bet now
he dropped his brushes with a swift
little pitying exclamation of pitying
surprise.
"Why, Ellen child," he exclaimed,
"I've never known you to say any-
thing like that before!"
Ellen relaxed into a little huddled
heap of white buckskin and beads:
"I guess it's old age sneaking up.
on nee," she told Dick. "But honest-
ly, I never have felt so tired, in my,
life, as I have lately."
Dick' was wiping his hands on
paint rag.
"You worry me, Ellen," he said.
"I'm afraid you're doing too . much,
or something." He was putting away
his brushes and he looked oddly re-
lieved . when the door opened and
Claire came into the room.
Ellen hadn't seen Claire very often.
since the night of her wedding party
-she hadn't even thought of Claire,
for that matter! -
"I saw•i our hated
Y rival, today, the
dark girl, you know!" said Claire,
"The one that Tony gave the hand
And yet, despite the tears, wit
the horn of Tony's roadster soiree
in front of her house, Ellen' was au
to come down and meet hint with
smile On her lips, andwith her ey
as apparently fresh as was the litt
organdy frock that she wore.
They drove together for a while
silence, - Throne]) the 'early evenin
traffic, out over a bridge that led'
Long Island. Tony's brown han
clutched , the wheel harder than w
quite necessaey, and his. jaw line w
harder than necessary, too. Final
he spoke.
"I've thought, lately," he said, "th
we were getting together in rather
nice way, you -and I, Ellen—that w
were getting to be friends! There'
been times when I've thought the da
a was coming when I'd take anothe
chance• --where I'd ask you again to b
-something more than a friend. .Ii
I'm wondering, now, if I've ever bee
right, about anything! Tell me, ha
you ever really considered whethe
you'd like a divorce—I told you, th
first night we inet; that I'd admit
was licked and give you one, if
felt that I was getting anywhere wit
you. You told me, at Jane's hous
party, that there could be an annul
Ment any time. Maybe one of us wa
right. Maybe we were both right—
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Or should 1 say seemed to give them the thein in of her heart. Clairehad
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Ellen sighed, but she didn't make
any attempt to get up from herp os-
ition on the floor.
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"You mean Jane,"she said,
:.while
Dick looked helplessly from her face
to Claire's.
Claire went on.
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"I wish : you'd let me rest for a
minute, old thing, I'm sunk."
"I was in Wall Street," she said.
"I've been doing a little bucket shop-
ping of late. Trust me to pick the
best time in fifty years to do my in-
vesting early! I saw Jane walking
along in front of ine. She had the
smug look of a woman who's on her
way to meet some other woman's
husband. I didn't speak to her,
though she was alone. Ask me why!"
Ellen pressed her hands wearily
against her forehead. Wall Street!
Did that really mean that Jane had
been going to Tony's office, she won-
dered?
Dick was still watching her oddly
as she went around the screen.
"I don't think she's well," he
mumbled to Claire.
"She's in love," said Claire, "that's
all. Love saps a person, and makes
a sap of a person, too, for that. mat-
ter."
And so it was that Claire took El-
len home, But she couldn't explain,
even to herself, why she put her arm
around Ellen's shoulders,"
"Dick's worried about you, Ellen;"
she said, "and so am 1, believe it or
called it. Surely it was.Jane. It must
be Jane. Else why was Tony men-
tioning divorce and annulment at this
tine?
"I'll always think," she said, at -last,
"that you're wise, Tony, in any -de-
cision you make." And that was that.
The orchestra was thumping out a
summons. Tony gave his order brief-
ly to a waiter, and then he was ris-
ing and holding out his arms,
"You haven't danced with me," he
said, "since the night at Jane's party,
And that was only a a sample.
Let's have a dance together now,
while we're waiting for our dinner."
Ellen rose reluctantly.
"You're making a Tommy Tucker
out of me," she said, "making me
dance for my dinner!" But she melt-
ed into his arms, and they whirled
away.
It wasn't a waltz, this time. It
was a barbaric, staccato measure to
which they danced. It was passion.
ate and bold and full of effrontery,
that music; it caught them up into a
strange, savage world. Ellen could
feel the ,heat of jungles closing in
about her, and the drowsiness of
strange, unnatural flowers. She was
glad when the music stopped on a
high, quavering note, when Tony led
her back to their table. She was glad
that the food he had ordered • was
workingman's joodsteak and succo-
tash and things :like that. She needed
something commonplace.
"You said, once," she remarked ov-
er the steak and succotash, "that I
was a good cook, Tony. And you
said it when you'd only eaten one of
my fried egg sandwiches. I'd like
to have you . to dinner, once—to a
dinner that I'd cooked myself."
Tony was looking at her oddly.
"Is this an invitation?" he said: "Or
are you just having fun?"
Ellen's lip quivered.
They drove away frotn the inn, at.
last ,through an amethyst afterglow.
"Somehow, this light," site said to
Tony, "snakes me remember the place
where I lived before I came to the
city. It's an old brown house set back
of the loveliest flowers that you ever
saw my ,mother planted the : flow-
ers herself. Now that my mother's
gone, Tony, it belongs to ine."
• (Continued Next Week)
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON
PETER'S DENIAL
Sunday, Jan. 27—Mirk 14: 12-72.
not, You aren't acting quite normal, Golden Text:
you know, Are you feeling blah? Wherefore let heel that thinketh he
'We're for you, kid, you know—all of standeth take heed lest he fall. (1
as. Dont let that Jane get away with Cor. 10:12.)
anything you really --want!,
Elien tried to laugh, but her voice Sin is a strange thing . It breaks
was a little shaky out in the most unexpected ways, and
"Don't you worry . about nit, at the most unexpected : times. Its
Claire," Site said • "I: know you think deathly power is far worse than any-
.' haven't much sense. .But I can take one but God knows. The first chap-
care of myself. I coir-" her voice ter of Romans is an inspired desarip-
was the more vehement because tears tion of the destructive power of sin
lay behind. it, "take° care of myself! and its degrading manifestations. As
Andof my own property--" we read suck a chapter, and as we
Claire's hand, patting .:Hen's, was read of Peter's denial of his Lord we
Unexpectedly tender, think repulsively, "I never could do
"I- I wonder,":she said..anything like' that." This very self-
* * confidence is an expression of weak-
Claire didn't leave Ellen alone upon ness, not of strength, and is an tin -
the doorstep. She took her upstairs conscious index ofthe sin that we
and helped her into a soft icimmy, ourselves have by nature. Sin is "en-
and made her lie down. And then, mity against God," and by nature wi'
mercifully, Claire went away, all 'have it, for "all have sinned, and
It was an hour before she rose come short of the glory of God.
from the couch and, with her mind Moreover, 'thewages of sin is death."
still jumbled' and groping through the Because sin is so universal and per --
mazes of
er«mazes'of a new jealousy, stumbled in- vasive, so subtle and deadly, we sin -
to the bathroom and took her shower. tiers all need a Saviour We need also
As she stood straight and white to reineniber the warning' of this
under the shower, Ellen found that week's Golden Text: 'Wherefore let
she was crying bitterly, him that thinldeth he standeth take
Thursday, January 24, 1935
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ing place.
heed lest he fall." The pian who is
Sure- -he will not fall is sure to fall,
Peter was such a nail.
After the Passover supper, which
we studied last week, the Lord made
a startling announcement and proph-
ecy. His prediction, first, was based
on inspired Old Testament prophecy.
To His disciples He said: "All ye
shall be offended because of Me this
night." By "offended" He •meant
"caused to'stunible," or antagonized.
Judas Iscariot had left them now, and
Christ was speaking to the eleven true
and faithful apostles, those who had
been with Him for three years, and
who had expressed their faith in Him
as the Christ, the Son of the living
God; 'they were the then to whom He
was entrusting the peocalamation of
the Gospel after His death and resur-
rection. Yet that • very, night they.
would all -forsake Him. He. quoted
the prophecy of this from Zechariah
13:7: "I will smite the shepherd,and
the sheep shall be scattered."
But, although all the disciples
should forsake Christ, He would nev-
er forsake them. At once He added:
"But after that I am risen, I will go
:before you into Gaililee." He assured
thein that He would street with them
again, after theyhad forsaken Him,
and after His crucifixion and resur-
rection. He kept His word, as He al-
ways done and always • will do.
Peter never hesitated to differ with
his Lord, even contradicting .Him
when he wanted to. Poor Peter! On-
ly a self-confident sinner, like Peter
and all the rest of us, would do that..
Says boastful Peter: "Although all
shall be offended, let will not I."
Peter had a heart -breaking lesson
to learn, The Lord spoke unbeliev-
abe words now—unbelievable to. Pet-.
er. Teat very day, even that very
night, said the Lord, "before the cock,
crow twice, thou shalt deny me
thrice."
But Peterwas unshaken, Instead of
falling on his knees and crying out
to His Lord to save him from such
sinning, he persisted in his statement
that he was right and the Lord was
wrong! For "he spoke the moreve-
hemently, If I should die with Thee,
I will not deny Thee in any wise."
All the disciples said the same thing
—and they were all mistaken.
In Gethsemane the Lord entered in-
to the greatest agony that has ever
been known on this earth or in Heav-
en. He took with Him the inner cit-
ce of disciples, Peter and James and
John and asked them to tarry and
watch with Him. He craved their fel-
lowship; He longed for their prayers.
Did they in glad gratitude and love,
give Him what His heart hungered
for in fellowship and prayer? No;
when He came tothem after:a season.
of agonizing prayer, He "findeth thetas
sleeping," To Peter He said, with
deep significance: "Simon; sleepest'
thou? couldest not thou watch one
hour? Watch ye and pray, lest ye.
enter into temptation: The spirit truly
is ready, but the flesh is weak." We
may well believe if Peter had been
in prayer the whole time the Lord
was praying in Gethsemane he would
not have fallen into his tragic failure,
and then the Lord would not have
predicted his failure.
But the Lord .prayed again, and re-
turned to the disciples again, and
"when He returned, He found them
asleep again." The same thing occurr-
ed a third time. Sleep has kept many
a child of God from prayer, with fail-
ure before temptation as a result.
Then followed the betrayal by
Judas, and the arrest of the Lord by
the soldiers of the chief priests. As
these closed' its on Christ, and He, better?'
who could have asked His heavenly
Father and had "snore than 'twelve
legions of angels" surround Hite just
then (Matt. 26:53), submitted to this.
indignity, what did Peter and the oth-
er disciples do? "And they all for-
sook Him, and fled.''
The Lord was led away to the San-
hedrin or Jewish Council of priests .
and elders and scribes, "and Peter fol-
lowed Him afar off." The disciple
"sat with the servants, and warmed
himself at the fire" in a courtyard or
outer part of the palace of the high
priest, A servant girl there taunted
him with having been "with Jesus of -
Nazareth." Peter instantly denied: "I
know not, neither understand I what ..
thou sayest." The cock crew.
"And a maid. saw hini again," • and
said to the bystanders, "This is one
of them." Again Peter denier it.
Finaly the curious standers-by said:
to him: "Surely thou are one of them:
for thou art a Galilaean, and thy,
speech agreeth thereto,." Poor Peter's •
break -down was complete now, as "he
began to curse and to swear, saying.
I know not this man of who ye speak.
And the second time the cock crew."
Can we think what the feelings of"
the disciple must have been as he re-
membered the word that his Lord had:
spoken to him? His heart broke. "He
wept." God can restore a man whose
heart breaks over his own sin. Peter -
was restored, blessedly, wonderfully,,.
ocmpletely, as we shall see next week.
"Yes, lady, that parrot talks, 'e do -
Says 'Yes, my dear' to everythink yer-
says—jest like a 'usband, lidy."
Girl—"Mother, what does , this pro-
verb mean: `Friends agree best apart''
Mother—"It means, lassie, that the
less we see o' your father's folk the -
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