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SYNOPSIS
Ellen Church, 17 years old, finds
herself alone in, the world with her
artist mother's 'last • warning ringing
in her ears, to "love lightly." Of the
world she knew little. i All her Iife
she had lived alone with her mother
in an old brown house in a small rur-
al community. AB her life, first as a
new baby, then a bubbling .ehild,then
a charming young girl, .. she had
posed 'for her talented mother who
sold her magazine' cover painting
through an art agent in the city .. ,
Mrs. Church's broken Iife . . the
unfaithful husband, his disappearance
.. and after seventeen years of sil-
ence announcement of his death was
at last disclosed to Ellen. The news
of the husband's death killed Mrs.
Church.... Mien, alone. turned to
the only contact she knew, the art
agent in New York. Posing, yeas:% of
posing, was her only talent so she
was introduced to two leading ar-
tists, Dick Alven and Sandy b acin-
tosh. Both used her as a model and
both fell in love with her ... but El-
len, trying. to follow the warped phil-
osophy of her mother to "love light-
ly" resists, the thought of love. Her
circle of friends is small, artists and
two or three girls.
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"How," he asked, a trifle gruffly,
"about love? Doesn't that enter into
Your scheme of things? Doesn't it, at
all.,
Ellen met his eyes with a chill' little
expression of withdrawal.
"No, Dick," she said, "it. doesn't.
Not at all!"
The man's hands dropped quite sud-
denly to his sides. He turned sharp-
ly away.
"It's the party of the year, The Six
Arts Ball" Sandy bad told Ellen, a few
days later. "The one mad revel of.
twelve whole months. 'I don't know
exactly, why I'm asking you, either,
Ellen. Gay is much madder to revel
with!"
Ellen had spread out two slender,
careless hands.
"Take nie or leave me, Sandy," she
told the young man, indifferently.
"And if you don't take Hie, get it out
of your head that I'lI spend the even-
ing home alone, bending over the
washtubs."
Sandy groaned. It was a stage
groan.' "That's the deperate point of
the whole thing," he told her. "If I
"Sometimes, baby,' he said at last,
"I'd like to smack you."
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know. It will be somebody, some
day."
Ellen thought back to her talk with
Dick. Thought back to other talks,
with other men. Thought -back to a
lost hour, in a garden. And then an-
swered.
"It won't be somebody; some -day!"
she answered, and her mouth was
clamped into a firm, straight line,
"Anyway," he said, after quite a
long while, "you'll go to the. Six Arts
Bali with me. Won't you, darlin'?"
!filen sat down again in front of
the fireplace, and lifted the doll in
her arms, and laid her 'soft cheek ,a-
gains' the round top of its hard 'por-
celain head,- Over that head her eyes.
surveyed Sandy almost somberly.
But she nodded her assent. For,
after all, it was a good party the
Six Arts Ball, a good party!
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Streamers of colored silk and snap-
ping balloons, and hurrying waiters
their black suits standing out, like
blots of ink, against the vividness of
the crowded room, The steady, sav-
age thud of the jazz bandstwo of
them!—at either end ofthe long
dancing space. And slenderr girl bod-
ies in costumes of flameand rose and
green and yellow, ' Home and Apache,
Columbine and Civil War belle, Span-
ish dancer and Russian peasant. All
jumbled together in a noisy, rhythmic,
barbaric composition.
Here an author -known for his gift
of laughter -sat in a box. There a
great painter. Making the world, and
himself, forget that he had once won
the Prix de Rome, here a woman
whose voice raised in song brought
tears to the eyes of thousands. There
a financier who could toss off a cheek
for a million dollars without giving
it more than a passing thought. Be-
ing Bohemiam, and having his own
rough bit of going for a few hours
out of a crowded life.
Streams of colored silk and pop-
ping balloons and perfume and jazz,
And the throb of feet, the buzz of
voices.
And, in the middle of it all. Ellen
Church. Dancing with Sandy and
smiling her chill, provocative little
smile, across his shoulder, at any
man who passed. Ellen advertising
her slim, lovely legs in the brief cos-
tume of a page boy. Ellen with one
of her much -in -demand hands spread
out, on Sandy's broad back, so that
other artists might see how pretty her
fingers were, and remember them if
ever they had a nail polish account to
do,
!Sandy --he was a pirate. Nothing
startling about that. But cool, with
a tattered shirt, and picturesque with
gilt ear hoops and a scarlet silk hand-
kerchief, and the eternal Vandyke.
"Somebody'll cut the whiskers off,.
before the evening's over," Ellen had
warned. "And then what a Sampson
you'll turn out to be!"
"I'm a Samson, anyway, as far as
you're concerned!" Sandy had assur-
er her. "Sandy S. Sampson, that's Ime.
Without either strength of will, or
character!"
Ellen laughed and danced with San-
dy, and was glad that he danced well.
The cartoonist tapped Ellen on the.
shoulder.
"Yessir, you're my baby!" he told
her, and Ellen danced with him. Ile
relinquished her ruefully when the
financier, following him, demanded an
introduction,
Ellen danced with the financier and
tried not to hate his hot, fat fingers
on her bare arm. After all, those
same fingers could write a check for a
million dollars.
don't take you, some hated rival will The author who built laughter es
And I'll have to watch you . as you pied her in the crowd, and forgot that
have a good time, .instead of beinghe had lost his own girt.
.tha guy who's giving it to you the The evening went on. Ellen had
good time, I mean! I don't know why removed the cap that was a part of
I want to give you a good time, El -her brief page costume.
len, or why anybody elsedoes, for'� "You're not a page — you're less
that natter. Except Dick, who is, of than a paragraph!" Sandy had
course, an idealist. You never give thrown at her once, from over the
anything in return. Not even friend- !heads of, the dancers who passed to
ship. How do you get that way, and from between thein.
child?" 'She had. removed :the cap because
Ellen was posing for an illustra-' her head was Warm and tired, and
tion. "She was, in the illustration, a • ached as she was handed on
young mother. Sitting before a fire- from hand to hand, like some
place, rocking a baby. The fireplace pretty, mindless toy, she felt sudden-
was a real one—Sandy's studio was Iy older than all the rest of the room
de luxe. But the baby was a round- put together.. Suddenly more weary,
headed, flat -faced doll. Holding it, El- more tired. Certain remarks that she.
len. looked like a `small girl playing had made to Gay came back to her,
Also certain things that her mother,
three years ago, had said.
"I'm different from the rest of you
people!" she had told Gay.
And her mother had said—
"I'd rather have you sit on the
window -sill, separated from the world
by burs , than be jostled by the
crowd. . ".
Ellen, with hot -steaming bodies
and sharp elbows and sliding ankles
all about her, was realizing that if
one is different, ene can be a part of.
the crowd --• and, at the same" time,
be sitting on the window -sill!
house. But she didn't sound that way
when she spoke,
' "I play a system, Sandy," she
said. "A system that I'm beginning
to think is fool -proof. I take 'every-
thing that comes my way, and give.
the least possible of anything ,back. If
I find that anyone is too interested
in me, I cut that person off the list.
The fact that I'm willing to go to the
Six Arts with you, shows how you
Stand in my -shall we say, affec-
tions?"
Sandy sketched deftly for a mo-
ment.
."Sometimes, baby," he said at last, The most 'popular illustrator of
"I'd like to smack you, Other times I the year claimed Ellen for a' dance,
have a wild desire to take you up in tried to, keep her for more. 'A radio
my arms and kiss a little warmth in- J star, prancing. by, Crooned something'
to you. It might as well be me, you about. "fides yoht hand, mani'aelle"
only she didn't give him a chance to.
do it.
An actor—world' weary, with four
wives in his background, started ,to
ward her, across the floor. Started as
ono who seeks, who thirsts, after;.
youth. Ellen; seeing him come, felt
a swift nausea.'
"'P11 find Sandy," she said. "He's
got to take me home. I'm tired of
being pawed, and patted, and treated
like something that's cheap. What--."
But she never finished the thought,
or the sentence. For suddenly he had
loomed up, out of the crowd' in front
of her. A tall young man, with wide
shoulders and the brown of the sun
on his face. And looking out of that
brown, the bluest eyes that Ellen had
ever seen. He smiled down at her --
very far down—for a moment, before
he took her, unresisting, and without,
even so munch as a by-your-l'eave,'.
from the arms of her partner. Ellen,',
with something odd amd disturbing in
her heart, with something hot pound-
ing against temple and wrist, smiled
back at him.
Ellen's partner, scarcely able to
stand, but extremely voluble withal,
protested.
"Say, . how'd you get that way?"
questioned the partner. "I had this
Waltz with the lady-"
But the young man, still smiling
down at the tousled, curly top of El-
len's head, danced away. Ellen, feel-
ing his arm grow tight about her
body, knew 'that she should have re-
sisted that embrace. Even during the
free and easy atmosphere of the Six
Arts Ball, there were certain conven-
tions -especially when the conven-
And in the middle of all the gayety,
was Ellen Church.
tions concerned the tawdry business
of picking up! She should have made
some sort of a protest, whether it
rang true or not. But oddly, it wasn't
possible for Ellen to draw away from
this young man's clasp, Not that he
was holding her in a rudely tight
manner,—but because she seemed to
lack the strength, both physical and
mental, to draw away! Why, she had
scarcely the strength to speak, to an-
swer his opening sentence. As
she made' an effort, a real effort, to
find words, her mind was saying
jumbled things.
"Miracles don't happen," her mind
was saying. "They can't happen! One
didn't allow them to happen"
The young man was speaking a-
gain. Repeating himself, as if he
couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Where," he questioned again,
"have you been? All of this time!"
Ellen had caught bold of her speed-
ing emotions. She found it possible,
at last, to answer in kind..
"Why," she answered, "I've just
been sort of waiting around. Kteow-
ing that if I waited long enough you'd
find me. Knowing that—"
The thrill that shot down .all
through her spine, to the very soles of
her feet! It was because the young
man had kissed her. Kissed her ever
so gently upon the very tap of her
head. Elien pulled !back in his arms
to survey him. She'd put him in his
place! She'd be cool and scornful
and—
But her eyes didn't reflect scorn!
They dwelt instead upon that brown
face, Upon the crumbled Pieerot
ruff, under the •brown square china
They rested a moment upon the broad
shoulders. And then they traveled
up, to be lost in the blue, blue gaze
that was bent down upon them. To
be lost for so long that the young
man's voice, sounding huskily,
brought with it the crash that 'comes
at the end of a falling -through -space
dream,
"Let's cut away from this place,"
said the voice. "See? We ---we've ' got
to get acquainted) you and I. And
we can't, in this mad house,"
Ellen danced in silence half way
round, the crowded floor. She needed
that breathing space of silent motion,
in which to think.
(Continued. Next Week)
A DOG HOBO
The island of ;Jersey, has a dog
Which travels firstclass in the best
trains by eluding the trainmen. It
sneaks into a passenger scar- when no
one is looking and as soon asthe
train starts climbs on the seat and
enjoys the scenery. At each station
it crawls• under the seat, •. repeating
this until it reaches its destination:
THURS., NOV. 22, 1934
ANTLES of purest
crystal` snow spreading
over glen and vale, the
smooth sparkling ice
surface of rivers. and
lakes and the joyous
tinkling of sleigh -belle
remind one that the
season for beneficial
and enjoyable winter sports is again
at hand. Other forms of recreational
activities are, for the time being,
quite forgotten.' The toboggan, ski,
skate and sled are taken from their
summer store -house and properly
conditioned for the season's festivi-
ties, Children whose years scarcely
exceed the finger • numerals of a
hand, youths of 'teen age, adults of
middle life and frequently those
whose years are well extended'
toward the allotted span of life, all
join in the merriment of typical
Canadian winter sports.
During the winter season every
settled area in Canada is as easily
accessible by railroad as in the
summer and autumn months. Many
miles of provincial highways are
kept free of snow enabling the
motorist to reach cities, towns and
villages of international repute as
winter sport centres. Nearly every-
where are natural sites for skiing,
snowshoeing and tobogganing.
Covered'rinks for hockey, skating,
and curling are found in cities, towns
and many smaller centres, while
open-air rinks are legion. Carnival
feats, including bonspiels, toboggan
racing, hockey matches, figure skat-
ing competitions, ski-jumping con-
tests, snowshoe ptocessions, and
firework displays, add greatly to the
enjoyment of a Canadian winter
vacation.
The National Parks of Canada,
Department of the Interior, Ottawa,
will gladly supply information per-'
taining to Canada's winter sport'
attractions.
DOINGS IN THE SCOUT
WORLDi
Iu theten years 1923 to 1933 the
Boy Scouts of India increased from
30,000 to over 200,000, '
Chinese Government Backs Boy
Scouts
The Boy Scout Movement has been
definitely established in China un-
der the
n-der,the auspices of the Chinese Min-
istry of Education.
Scouting in The Land of Egypt
The Egyptian Parliament has re-
cognized the Boy Scouts of that
country by passing a law protecting
their titles and badges.
Norse Scout Code Same as Canadian
The Norwegian Boy Scouts Asso-
ciation has changed the order of its
code of Scout Laws to correspond
with that used throughout the Bra
tish Empire.
Swedish Prince Takes Scout Training
Boy Scout leaders attending train-
ing camps in England this . summer
included H.R.H. Prince Gustaf A-
dolf of Sweden. The Prince is Pre-
sident of the Swedish Scout Coun-
cil,
Winter Sports at Swiss Scout Chalet
The international Scout Chalet at
Kandersteg, Switzerland, will be
open for parties of Scouts wishing to
take part in winter sports from Dec,
22 to January Gth,
Stout Leaders' League of Nations
Scout leaders from 15 different
countries attended training courses
in England this summer, They came
from Armenia, Belgium, China,
Egypt, Finland, Franco, Greece,' Hol-
land, Lithuania, Norway, Poland,
Sweden, Switzerland and Yugoslavia.
China's Scout Movement Like
British
The constitution of the new Boy
Scouts Association of China was
modeled after that of the British
Scout Association. Its General Sec-
retary, Mr. Chief Teng, was sent to
England to study the British plan of
organization.
PRAISE PROM OPPONENT
Prime Minister Bennett was at his
finest in the brief address which ho
gave over the air last night. It was
in every way an impressive, choice
and perfect deliverance for such an
occasion.
—Toronto Daily Star, Monday.
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