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Joyce Ashton, poor stenographer,
suffered 'a loss of memory in a skid-
ding taxicab accident in Chicago.
One morning two years later she
woke, after a fall from her horse,
her memory restored, to find herself
as Frills, the wife of Neil Packard,
rich California fruit packer. She de-
termined to tell nobody of her pre-
dicament but set about learning what
she could of her life in the interval.
From the conversation of her friends
and letters in her desk she gathered
that she had beena heartless, pleas-
ure -loving
ure-loving young woman. One let-
ter that troubled her was from.a wo-
man signing herself Sophie, binning
Frills for not giving a home to a
baby Sophie was caring for. Could
it be her baby, Frills wondered! She
also found herself involved in an af-
fair with a man named Maitland. In.
San Francisco, where she went while
her husband was away on business,
she met Robert Ainsworth, a poet
whose work she had always admired..
When Joyce returned home, she de-
cided to . be pleasanter to Neil than
Frills had been. But this line was
dangerous, too, for Neil was pathet-
ically anxious to win back Frills'
love.
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It was evident that Neil was blow-
ing off steam which had accumulat-
ed for some time, and secretly Joyce's
spirits rose a little. She was glad
he was asserting himself. She had
an odd little feeling—odd when you
she wanted to be friends with hhn,
that in the future he would not have
to worry about her actions, drove her
on, "Well perhaps that blow ,on'
the head knocked a little , . . sense
into me."
On impulse alone Joyce suddenly
came' close to him and smiled up in-
to.his face, a little tremulously, and
said, "Please, let's start over again
.and, after this :.. well, don't ex-
pect me to be any white -robed angel,
but Pll try not to worry you too
.much."
She. was ,unable to say more, for
Packard abruptly drew her close to
him and kissed her again and again,
murmuring words of grateful sur-
prise and .happiness. "Frills, darling
.. I love you so, sweetheart- You.
. you really mean it, dear? . . . I
thought all my chances of happiness
were gone, but now Pll do every-
thing I can to make it worth while—
to
hile—to help you if you really mean it."
Joyce, submittingto his caresses,
reflected ruefully that she had never
been so much kissed in her life as
she had been since she woke up in
Mrs, Neil Packard's bed. Gently she
tried to free herself. Poor Neil! He
did find it hard to believe that any
such miracle as this had happened.
She smiled again, all her joy in the
day restored, .knowing that he would
go off to work filled with hope for
the future security of his home and
happiness.
"Of - course, I mean it. But you
needn't take my word for it. Just give
it a thirty days' trial. Satisfaction
guaranteed or your money refunded,"
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She laid her arm gently around Joyce's shoulder.
considered that he was, in terms of
actual experience, nothing to her—
of pride in his outburst. Frills seem-
ed to her more than ever an alien,
a separate individual, almost like a
first wife. She was moved by Pack-
ard's emotion and filled with an ov-
erwhelming desire to erase that hurt•
look from his face.
"I'm not trying to put anything
over on you. I . . . I don't blame
you for not believing me now,, but
I swear I'm telling the truth about
this. I know I've been pretty .
rotten, but now ..." she paused. It
was so difficult to say what she
wanted to. A :mixture of shyness and
fear, and the unaccustomedness of
putting her feelings into words, held
her back for a moment. But again
her desire to make Neil realize that
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she replied lightly, slipping out of his
arms, "better run along to work now
or you might lose your job. And
don't forget our date at five this af-
ternoon."
"You bet . I won't! Gee, but : . .
whoopee! I ... I wish I didn't have
to go down to the office. I feel like
celebrating—"
"You go along!" exclaimed Joyce,
alarmed at the threatened loss, of her
day of freedom and feeling the need
of a rest after the strain of ' this
stormy scene, "I can't have you ar-
ound all day. I'm going to be busy."
"All right! And say, if anything
does come up you'd rather' do this af-
ternoon, it's all right, you know. We
can go to mother's some other time."
"The dat is made. If it's broken,
it'll be your doing.
When she got out to the stable
Joyce found Sam about to mount the
black horse. "Oh, Sam, where are
you going?"
"Why, Mr, Packard asked me to
take some papers to Jake Anson. It's
up beyond Elk Flat in the hills, a
good 'long way from the road, so he
told me I'd better ride Barney; ex-
plained Sam.
"Well, couldn't I go with you?" de-
manded; Joyce, She was still a little
nervous about going out alone, when
all the trails were so unfamiliar to
her.
"Why, sure! I'll saddle Rosita."
When Joyce got back at noon af-
ter a two-hour ride, during which she
learned much about. the country and
its possibilities for horseback riding,
she was informed by Roxie that she
had missed two sets of callers.
Joyce played with Dickie in the
Barden for half an hour after lunch,
then she retired to her room to rest
and read until time for Neil's return.
"I'm out to every one, Roxie," she
gave definite instructions. "I don't
care if it's the Prince of Wales."
At four -thirty she dressed carefully
and then waited for Neil to appear.
She was pleased when she heard him
arriving at ten minutes before five,
an evidence that he intended to take
no chances of missing- their appoint-
ment. ,
When he came in and saw Joyce in
the living room, obviously ready to
go, his anxious look turned into a
positive beam of pleasure and relief.
"Hullo, Frills, all ready to go?
Fine!" and as Joyce got up he ap-
proached her with the intention of
kissing her. But she stepped aside
and made it plain that, she . preferred
to avoid his greeting. To her relief.
he: did not press the matter.
"How's the Duesenberg working?"
he: inquired as they went out togeth
mingled with present loneliness and
pain, Joyce thought, and when she
did not smile her mouth was set in
curves of .quiet resignation.
"Are you feeling quite well again,
my dear?" asked Mrs. Packard after
Neil had; told, about his trip, "Neil
said you had a bad fall."
"Oh, yes,'I didn't really get hurt,"
replied Joyce, "though I suppose I
might easily have been killed."
"Yes, it frightens me to think of
it," said Mrs. Packard, a shadow
crossing her face.
"Fills r is looking well, though,
don't : you think, mother?" asked
Neil, "Doc spoke of it to me today.
She's been keeping sort of quiet sin-
ce the accident and getting in a lot
of sleep;' off one morning on Rosita for alall-
When they were outside the house, day ramble through the hills. She
house, Joyce seized with a sudden carried her lunch and a book with
impulse, said to Neil, "Wait a min- her and told Roxie ont to expect her
ute, I'll be right out again," and, back until late in the afternoon.
turning, she went back: into the (Continued Next Week)
house. Mrs. Packard who had been
ittin uictl azin out of the win
"Oh, it's all right," replied Joyce
indifferently. She went :up' to Neil's
big blue car and waited for him to
open the front door.
"Don't you want to go in your
roadster?" asked Neil in surpise,
stopping beside the: car.
"No, I don't, I don't like the color
of • it," retorted Joyce, and suppress-
ing a smile, she continued hastily,
"anyhow I prefer to have you drive
today."
Packard got in and started the en-
gine without further delay. They
drove down the main street of Man-
zanita where they were greeted right.
and .left by a bewildering number of
people and • Joyce was on pins and
needles for fear Neil would stop to
talk to' any of them. After half an
hour during which she grew more
nervous every .minute what in the
world would she say to Neil's mo-
ther?—they stopped finally at a
charming little bungalow covered
with. rose vines and surrounded by a
garden of :beautiful flowers. They en-
tered a friendly, low -ceiling room
paneled in white and with wide win-
dows framing _a view of distant.
mountains across the valley.
Mrs. Packard rose to meet them
and Neil, kissing her, said gently,
"Well, mother, here we are, corne
to make you a little call, Frills'and
I"
"My dears, I'm delighted toesee
you both!" exclaimed his mdther,.
holding out her hand to Joyce while.
she kept Neil's in her clasp; at the
same time. Joyce shook hands with
her and smiled silently.
"Do sit down, children,' it's so good
to see you,"went on Mrs. Packard,
beaming happily as she returned to
her comfortable: armchair in fropt of
one of the'windows, "when did you
get back, Neil?"
"Last night, mother, and • you bet
I'm glad to be back," replied Pack-
ard.
Neil's mother was a woman in her
late sixties,with soft gray hair, and
a face pleasantly fresh and clear -
skinned. Only in her dark eyes could
one read the shadow of past sorrows,
Thursday, June 1St, 1933
The next night when they were go-
ing upstairs Nell salt(, "Look here,
sweet, I hate like tile devil. to have
you sleeping indoors. You ought to
be getting all, this. wonderful. fresh
Let inn!. move � yottr bed ,out t'o
the other .end of the porch, I won't
botherytatt,;'
"Oh, there's plenty of fresh air in
my room With all those windows op-'
en," returned Joyce'hastily, "really
it's "just like being out of doors.
incLet e sleep indoors then,," he
suggested generously; "and .you sleep
out here." •
"I'm lots 'more comfortable inside
--you're lots more dependent on air
than I am," she told. him.
Nearly a fortnight' later Joyce set
s g q y g g
i when she
insurprise
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saw her daughter-in-law reappear.
Joyce ran acros the room and
kneeling beside the chair, she said
hastily, before her courage should go
back on her, "Do you . do you
suppose we could be friends, after
all? Or has Frills . . . have I been
too awful?"
To her dismay she saw Mrs. Pack-
ard's eyes fill with quick tears and a
flush mount to her forehead. "My
dear, my dear, nothing would make
me happier than to . to be able to
be a friend to my son's wife," she
replied, her lips 'quivering, "to have
you want it-" She laid her arm gen-
tly around Joyce's shoulders.
"I'm coming again soon, alone, and
then we'll . • . we'll get acquainted,"
stammered Joyce. She rose and" lift-
ing her head nearer, kissed Mrs.
Packard lightly. Then she ran out
of the room to ' Neil.
When they got back to the house
Joyce was relieved to find that : they
had no company.
"Let's see what's on the radio to-
night?" suggested Neil. Joyce as-
sented, rather curious to hear. She
soon discovere d that Neil's idea of
enjoying the radio was to spend' his
time and effort trying to -get distant
stations.
Joyce, bored finally at the super-
latives of the unseen speaker who
was, boosting enthuiastically for the
glories of California,: got' up and said
goodnight, hoping that Neil would
remain downstairs.
Packard 'immediately shut off the
radio and announced his intention of
aecompanying her. By the, air of
happy expectation on his face, . Joyce
realized that she was about to reap
the inevitable results of her friendli-
ness toward him that day.
She decided this time to take no
chance of repeating the soap incident
and
he reached the bed -room
when t a
y
she turned to him and said, "Good-
night, Neil, I'm going to read for
a while."
"But, Frills sweetheart," he began,
detaining her, "you've been so won-
derful today and—I love you so! I
want you so, dear." He drew . her
closer into his arms whispering the
last words close to her ear. "Such
adorable little ears!" he said, kiss-
ing them again and again. "I" 'be so
happy if I were sure of you!"
"Listen, Neil," she said quietly,
"won't you, if I ask' you as a favor
to me and as a return for being what
you call reasonable and sensible,.
won't you please let me sleep in the'.
other room without asking questions
and going through this sort of thing
every night?"
Her manner evidently' made an im-
pression on hint for he released her
immediately, saying, "I'm sorry,
dear. It's just that I love you 'so.".
He paused and added hesitatingly,
"But—will you, come of your own ac-
cord when you're ready?" •
"Of course," promised Joyce has-
tily, suddenly extremely embarrassed
by theconversation after her mom-
entary self-confidence. She said
good -night again and went off to her
room and •shut the door.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL LESSON
LESSON X - JUNE 4
4?
JESUS FACES BETRAYAL AND
DENIAL
Golden Text. -He was despised,
and rejected of men, a man of sor-
rows, and acquainted with grief.—
Isa. 53:3.
THE LESSON IN ITS SETTING.
Time. — Thursday, April 6, A.D.,
30, the day before the crucifixion.
Early Friday morning.
Place — The upper room in Jeru-
salem. The Garden of Gethsemane
on the Mount of Olives. The palace
of Annas and Caiaphas, the high
priests.
THE BETRAYALS OF OUR
SAVIOUR.
And when it wasevening he com-
eth with the twelve. Even with 'Jul-
ies, who after his base interview with
the chief priests had had the effront-
ery to return to Bethany and spend
the day in the sacred company of
the Lord.
And as they sat (reclined on the
couches) and were. eating. Luke tells
us about the disgraceful strife for
precedence among the disciples, each
seeking the most honourable seat at
each table, which would be the cen-
tral couch of the . three, Jesus said,
Verily I say ' unto' you. His (usual
mode of indicating the importance of
something he was , going to say. One
of you shall betray, even he that eat-
eth with me. Joining in a meal with
our Lord would imply the closest
friendship, it would bind the traitor
in a covenant with Jesus, a covenant
which even while - eating he intended
to break,
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THE LAST SUPPER
And as they were eating, he took
bread. Bread is the staff of life. In
our communion service itsignifies.
divine strength, imparted to believers:
through faith in the. sacrifice of the
Son of God. And when he had bless-
ed. Christ invariably sought God's-
blessing when he ate, and we should.
do the same. It is an act of grati-
tude due to the Giver of all good.
He brake it. To signify that his -
body would be broken on the cross.
The Lord's supper is at every point.
a reminder of Christ's sacrificial and.:'
atoning death. And gave to them. To
each his portion, direct from his.
blessed hands. Thus every recipient
in the Christian 'communion service•.
may expect a direct blessing from..
Christ, suited precisely to his individ-
ual needs. And said, Take ye. Par-
ticipation in the Lord's supperis not
optional, it is commanded. This is.
my body. His body was there be-
fore them, ministering to them, so
that the language is clearly symbolic,
and the doctrine of transubstantiation
is manifestly false.
And he took a cup. Our Lord left
no commandment that his memory
should be perpetuated by the use of
an intoxicant. And when he had
en thanks. Christ knew that un-
measured benefit would come to
mankind from his death, so that he
could give thanks even over this
symbol of his life -blood poured forth
from the cross of shame • and agony.
He gave to them: and they all drank
of it. The minister was not to eat
and drink for the people, -but each
member of the worshipping congre-
gation, through all the future, was•
to ` have his share of the spiritual
feast.
And he said unto them, This is my
blood of the covenant. The ceremony
was a sacrificial act toward God and
an act of self -dedication and consent
to God on the part of man. Which
is, poured out for many. The :discip
les were few then, but.. Christ looked
forward to the time when they should „.
be a vast multitude, as they are. now.
Verily I sayunto you. Again
Christ's form of emphasis; see verse
18. I. shall no more drink of the',
fruit of the vine. The grape is of
course indent, one of the great 'step
I Continued on page seven
They began to be sorrowful. They
were horrified that one of their num-
ber should be guilty of such base-
ness. And to say unto him one by
one, is it I? Note that no one of
them pointed to Judas and said "Is
it he?" They had no idea 'that he
was a traitor; but Jesus knew (Mat-
thew); for when, not daring to keep
silence, he raised the question which
all otliers were asking, "Is it I, Rab-
bi?"
And he said unto them, It is one
of the twelve, he that dippeth with
me in . the dish. Our Lord gave him
a token by which to mark the trait-
or. He it is to whom I shall give a.
sop when I have dipped it.
For the Son of roan goeth, even,
as it is written of hini. Christ's death
was not accidental. It was foretold
in the Old Testament (Ps. 22, Isa.
53, rete.), and it was part of God's
plan and foreknowledge from the be-
ginning of the world (Acts 2:23).
But woe ttnto that man through.
whom . the son of man is, -betrayed!
God's foreknowledge of his deed did
not compel Judas to .perform it, and
was no excuse for it. Good were it
for that maty if he had not been born,
It mush be good for every human
being to thank God for his -creation
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