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T hursday, May 16, 1940 INDIAN VALLEY RECORD i I~ ~J~i~l~" . --~ ~ - - --.~ ~////////////~ ~" --- IRO I '1---~" ~ -I tWO Keys tO a CaDln "- BY L I D A L A R R I M 0 R E MACRAZ SMITI CO. WNU S RVlCZ THE STORY THUS FAR The wind in the pine trees made a "I wanted to hear your voice. I -------- whispering sound, felt as though you had gone." l Charming, wealthy Gabrlella {Gay for short) Graham, engaged to Todd "It S h'ke ltstenirlg to a sea-shell," "I'm here." ~aaeway, returns to a cabin in the Maine woods accompanied by a friend, ~ .~ u .^.~ : "Don't 1--,* ,~o ', a.o, nea pkl~ Oliver. The Idea of a stay at the cabin occurred to her when she received ~.~, ~aiu. ~xe ~t,u, x~ ~ ~,at.~ .---.- L-,~. - ~lr~eY to tt following the death of her godfather, Uncle John Lawrence. The two John's shoulder, lifted so that their ms nano gently upon her head. ~s notice that someone Is living in the cabin. Kate suspects that Gay knows eyes met and held "I can't leave you." She caught utt identity of the mysterious occupant. The mystery man returns. He Is John ' ;' - '~ his hand -'ro~,~,~ ;~ a ainst her ~OUghton. a young doctor whom Gay had known in previous years. Immediately "You're crying, ne said y g [llgre~lve, Gay asks him by what right he is In the cabin. His right, she finds, "Am 19'' cheek. "I'm part of you." ,'~ greater than her own. He, too, possesses a key, but more than that, is heir ,---- ~ 9, D lrna~ 1~ ~ ~ ~ln. 1.~a;~a ~-Ya I-- rom his Uncle John, Gay's godfather. Gay Is high handed with him, and hc, . . . oo. ~ ,~. - ~. . |~tes courteously that he will leave. Looking at him in the doorway, her old "Because I m so blisslul. Because steppect ou~ and ias~enect me ue- ~ygs return. She knows that hets more necessary to her.than is Todd.Jane- sometime you may die or I may " rope. Bending, he took her hands to ,tne man sne IS ~o marry. ~ay aSKS donn m reconsider nls oeclslon ~0, ", [~aVe. The next morning brings a different feeling and John decides to remain She laughed softly. I don t know. pull her up to the planking beside ~r his vacation--one more week. The night befor~ Gay and Kate are to return "Darling! SweeU Are you sure?" him. His arms went around her, mine to New York John gets an urgent request to call at a nearby farm Gay " - ~ ~.~ t ,~ ^ ~ ;~,~, t,~o ~etCOmpantes him while he cares for the patient. Returning to the cabin at I~ "Oh John, yesl" .~,~ ~- ~r~ ~w~ as,a,o, -,o ~e hour, John stops the car. He tells Gay that he loves her, and she admits ,r ~iaht h,~ ~eca,se ,~'ro ho~o nreast. mat he is necessary to her happiness, Meanwhile worried by their absence "" "'" ~"" """ "T onn't l~t v~ rt~ " ~a~!e has called Todd Janeway In New York She' knows that Gay and John The lake the cabin--This is the set-,: ~,'" ".'~" ~.~- "~," ;~ a strong attachment for each other ancl' wants Todd to come to Maine tin~ th~t'n mo~t--" He br~k~ -~ et s stay nero woere h ' ~ " " ~" . e can talk to Gay . = ~ a:m.~^ ~ ~u ,~. ,: Oh, Gay, If we could--. w~.~ ~ u ue.~ ,~ =. ~v u- "It's going to be all right Noth CHAPTER V--Continued ---8~ SYmpathies were treacherous. ,tohn and Gay looked at Kate as though she had given them a re- Lrieve from death. Seeing the grail- de and affection for her shining in ~ay's face, in John's, she felt with :tltacomfortable sharpness that un- Jtlstified sense of guilt. She walked t~ the icebox stooped jerked open ~e door. She'had been right to call TOdd last night. But knowing that he Was now, at this moment, on his way t~ the lake, was no longer the sus- talning relief it had been. She felt llke a traitor. She felt as though She ~-houid be taken out to the clear- hag behind thecabin stoodup against the woodshed, and 'shot. h The long low roadster sped down a , ill, across a bridge in a swampy ~ollow up a gently rising grade. Todd Janeway, his blond head bare, his body slumped with fatigue against the leather upholstery, his eYes smarting from the sting of the ~ind, glanced at the speedometer. etter take it easy, .he thought, Slackening the rushing speed of the Rar. Lqclry he'd le~t word at home Where he was going last night. He'd expected to hear from her. He WOuldn't have been surprised if She'd walked in on Tory Wales' par- ty. A week, she'd said, and Gay kept her promises. But it had been Kate Who called. She'd said Gay didn't know she was calling, The tele- l~hone connection was bad. He hadn't been able to hear very wedl. When he'd learned that Kate wanted him to come, he'd concentrated on getting the directions she gave him fairly clear in his mind. Gay---I Steady, Janeway. The thing to do was to concentrate on getting there. He'd know soon enough what the trouble was. Or ~naybe there was no trouble. Kate hadn't made her reason for his corn- ~g very clear. Maybe Gay wanted him to drive them back to New York. The trip up in Kate's coupe Couldn't have been too comforta- ble. That was something to tie to. I~ut Kate had told him Gay didn't kt]ow she was calling-- He was too weary, now, to think learly. Perhaps she'd just been tired, as she said, worn out with Preparations for the wedding, ex- hausted by all the demands upon her vitality and patience, She'd Wanted it, though. He'd been a lit- tle surprised, last June when the engagement had been announced, that she had agreed to the hue and cry both families raised for a wed- ding. She'd told him she wanted everything to be right and proper ~nd in accordance with tribal tra- ditions. He'd been surprised but touched and pleased, though he hat- I ed the fuss. He' hadnt reall~ed, then, that she was substituting the! SYmbols of marriage for something l that was lacking, the one thing that raade it right. That was before he had watched her grow more and more remote, not sharing her thoughts with him, making excuses for not being alone with him, shut- ting him off behind a wall "of light ~ockery through which he could see her but could not touch her, not ae- t~ally~ not the Gay herself, whom he loved. This must be Northfleld. Better ask directions from here. He pulled ia at a filling-station at the side ot the road. A gangling boy with buck teeth and a shock of sunburned hair appeared in response to the bleat of his horn. "Can you tell me how to get to the Lawrence camp?" Todd asked. The boy was lost in admiration for the car. "How far do I follow this road?" Todd asked brusquely. "Oh, eyah. 'Bout a mile and a half. You'll see the name on the mail-box." "Thanks." Todd tossed a coin to the boy, re- leased the brake and pressed the ~ccelerator. A mail-box. Todd slackened the Speed of the car. A figure detached itself from the vines and underbrush at the side of the road. A long arm waved in greeting. Katel "Hellol" he called and brought the Car to a stop. No other figure to greet him. Be felt his heart thud painfully. "Where's Gay?" Kate stood iu the road beside him. "Out on the lake," she said. Kate's expression was composed. She looked quite natural, a little tired, perhaps, but serene. "Fishing," she added. "You took a time getting here." "I was arrested." His spirits lift- ed. Kate looked as he was accus- tomed to sea her, lanky and rakish in a tweed skirt and green wool blouse, her expression a charac- teristic blending of wry humor and casual friendliness. He opened the door. "Get in, Kate. You look like a slightly sardonic wood-nymph. How's your generator, my friend?" "My what?'| she sat beside him and he turned the car into the lane. He laughed. "I heard, a few min- utes ago, that you'd had trouble with it." "That boy with the teethl" Watch- ing her in a side-long glance, he ] saw her expression change. She ;looked, though he could scarcely credit it, as if she was about to burst into tears. "It isn't that bad, is it?" he asked but the laughter had gone out of her voice. "It's as bad as can be," Kate said with difficulty. "Is Gay ill? Has she been hurt?" "Worse than that." He stopped the car in the lane. "What is it? What has happened?" She turned to him, her face work- ing queerly. "I meant to break R to you gently," she burst out. "I've been sitting out there by that mail- box for hours thinking of what I should say. There isn't any way to say it except to tell you the truth and I'd rather be chopped up and thrown to the wolves. I shouldn't have called you /ast night." "Why shouldfl't you have called me?" "Because it's none of my busi- ness. Yes, it is. I love her and I know it's all wrong." "What's all wrong?" "Gay has fallen in love," Kate said wildly. "He was here when we came." :'Who was here?" "John Houghton, Dr. Lawrence's nephew. Do you remember him at Gay's debutante party? Nice look- ing. Dark and rangy." "I remember," He slumped back behind the wheel. "Did she come here to meet him?" he asked. "No. He just happened to be here. The long arm of coincidence." She gave a crack of nervous laughter. "Don't ever say anything is lrn. possible. But she came here be- cause she's been in love with him since the summer they spent here with Dr. Lawrence six years ago. Would you have thought Gay was romantic? She's fairly wallowing in it. Little fooll" "You aren't very convincing, Kate." He smiled wearily. "Do you like him?" "I do. That's the trouble. He i$ attractive. And so in love with her. But it's all wrong." "Why is it---wrong?" he asked qua. .~tly. She glanced at him in relief and admiration. "Did you expect me to go melo- dramatic?" he said. "I'm afraid that's a little out of my line. Why did you call me?" "I hoped we might get her away from here--in time." "And there isn't--time? It's too late, now?" "I'm afraid so. Last night--" She hesitated for a moment then plunged on. "They haven't told me any- thing. But the way they act is enough. I've tried all day to tell them you were coming. I couldn't I feel like a traitor until I think of-- Todd, what do they think of all this at home?" '~It's been pretty awful. Funny, though---None of that seems impor. rant--now." CHAPTER Vl In the hidden inlet the sunset dimmed to a honey-colored dusk. The canoe, moored beneath low hanging branches, was motionless. ned. "The setting that's most--be. coming to me. Will you love me in~" "--September as I do in May." "I meant if--when we're togeth- er in New York?" "Oh darling, yes! In Venice or Shanghai or--Baltimore." "Why Baltimore?" "We're going to live there." "Oh, are we?" "You've been telling me for a week that you want to do research at Johns Hopkins. Well---?" "You're a practical young lady, aren't you? I haven't been able to She'd told him she wanted every- thing to be right. think beyond this moment, now. I may not be able to get in at Hop- kins." "I think you will. My grandfa- ther gave the hospital an endow- ment. He had an operation there. It can be arranged." His arms relaxed. His head turned. She gave a little cry. "I know what you're thinking. Oh, John, don'tl Why shouldn't I help you? I love you, Everything will be not for you nor for me but for us." He turned to her. "I'm sorry," he said. "It's just that-~I can't be- lieve any of it--you, us, being here. ~I can't realize that there's no need !to fight against loving you. I have for so long." It doesn't matter, does it? There aren't any words. Just being here l with you--I feel--" "How do you feel?" "Safe and peaceful." "Peaceful?" The honey-colored dusk paled, deepened to the mauve of twilight. Darkness fell. One by one the stars pricked a brightened pattern across 'the sky, Gay stirred in John's arms. "What?" he asked. "We should go back, I st~ppose. Kate has probably gotten supper." "Supper ?" She laughed. "I'm not hungry el. ther." Her face, as he watched, be. came grave. "We'll have to tell Kate." "I don't think Kate needs to be told." "She has something on her mind. certainly. She's been cross all day." "Kate doesn't like me." "Oh, no, John. It isn't that. She's thinking of the fuss there'll be at home." "Aren't you?" "I haven't been." "I am. Do you want me to go with you? I should be in Portland day after tomorrow. But if it would help--" "It wouldn't. You aren't used to cataclysms. I am." She sighed, then smiled, and pressed closer to him. "Don't think of it now, Let's keep this time for ourselves. It's going to be all right. Don't think. Just love me," "Gay--" he said barely audibly. "Yes---?" ing can spoil it, except ourselves. We must be very careful." "You're so lovely. I can't think when I'm with you like this. What you say--That's not very flattering. I meant, I just hear your voice. I've loved you so long, so hope- lessly--" "Not hopelessly now." "I can't believe It." "We'll go in and tell Kate." Her voice was gay and confident. "Tha~ will help you to believe." "I'm afraid of Kate. I'm afra~{ to go in." "Silly. I'll hold your hand tight- ly. Like this." They walked, hands joined, up the path from the landing to the cabin. As he opened the porch door for her, she halted. "Someone is here!" She dropped his hand. The windows were raised. Through the screening came a murmur of voices inside the cabin. Gay took a few steps away from him, glanced in, then turned. In the light flood- ing through the window he saw that her face was grave and startled. "Who~" The question caught in hl~ throat. He took a step. "Todd is here," she said and was silent. He caught her arm, drew her close to him. "Gay," he asked, "you're all mine?" Her face relaxed. She smiled up at him. "All yours," she said. Gay too~ a cigarette from a box on the table. Todd, seated In a chair.beside the hearth, snapped a lighter. John, standing, half leaning against the chimney, struck a match. Both made a movement toward her. "Thank you. but never mind." Her bright strained glance went from one to the other. She rose from the couch. "I'll do it my way. They taste better." She held the cigarette over the lamp chimney until its tip glowed red. "Do you remember, Todd? I learned that trick at Tory Wales' camp, the week-end we were there and a storm cut off the elec- tricity." "T~ry knows plenty of tricks." Todd sat back in his chair. "By the way, she's going to marry her Englishman." "Do you hunt here?" Todd asked John, breaking ~ lengthening si- lence. "Not often, now," John replied civilly. "I used to when I was in school That head there on the wall was my first trophy." "It's a good one." Todd rose, walked across the room to examine the deer head on the wall. John joined him. They talked of hunt. ing, diffidently at first and then with increasing interest. (TO BE CONTINUED) Economist Forecasts Age Vs. Youth Struggle Dr. Frank S. Dickinson, Univer- sity of Illinois economist, foresees the approach of a class struggle be- tween age and youth. He said in an address recently that the "war of the pensionnaires" would unfold as a problem "far more de. mandlng" than the oft-discussed con- flict between capital and labor. Dr. Dickinson' said the decreasin~ birth rate and the increasing life span were causes behind the "strug- gle of classes in America." But he said he does not expect the strut- gle to become critical until 1980, when, he estimated, there will be 25,000,000 persons in the United States more than 65 years of age. He visioned, possible results of what he predicted would be "the greatest cultural and social change since the fall of Rome" as follows: Pension.taxation claiming one. fourth the income of workers and employers. Destruction of the two major po- lttical parties. , Control by the 'hand that rocks the rocking-chair." Substitution of "votocracy" for democracy, with one of every four voters over the 65-year mark. L COVERING UP DYNAMITE WASHINGTON.--When cocky ex- champagne salesman Joachim vein Ribbentrop summoned diplomats and the press to a gala presentation tff the Nazi white paper the other flay, it may have been that he was chiefly concerned with covering up some dynamite which the allies had ~iscovered. At that meeting Ribbentrop claimed that Germany went into Norway because secret allied plans to penetrate Scandinavia first had been discovered. But the real truth, as reported to official sources here, was very different. What actually happened was that six or seven days before the inva- sion of Norway, French and British intelligence services got wind of a German plan to launch a whirlwind war about mid-May. This lightning war was to include the invasion of Norway; the inva- sion of Holland; the occupation of Greece by Mussolini; and an attack on the Maginot line. Apparently the strategy" was hatched at the famous Hitler-Mussolini conference at the Brenner pass, and was calculated to sweep the allies off their feet. Find Nazi Tleup. Naturally when allied intelligence agents learned of this, the first thing the British did was cheek into the situation in Norway. There, thanks to British prodding, the Norwegian government (which is a labor gov- ernment) uncovered certain high- placed officers who were sympathet- ic to the Nazis, in some eases ready to go over to them. So Norway started to clean house. Naturally when the pro-Nazi Nor- wegians were fired, it tipped off the Germans to the fact that the allies were in on their plot. So they start- ed into Norway almost immediately. There is no question that before the Norwegian government had time to oust many of the inside plotters, the British had prepared maps of Norway and had figured on the pos- sibility of military operations there. Some of the more forceful in the Chamberlain cabinet even wanted to do what Ribbentrop accused them of planning--going into Norway first. But Chamberlain and a majority of the cabinet were against it. This was about all the truth there was to the Ribbentrop white paper. ROOSEVELT DELEGATES Several weeks before fast-working Gee. Ed Rivers of Georgia had of- ficially lined up Georgia's delegates for a third term, he made a trip to Washington and reported to Roose- velt that unofficially he had the Georgia Democrats in line. "I've followed your instructions, Mr. President," reported Rivers, "and I've got all the Georgia dele- gates bagged for your man at the convention. But you know how cats are when you get 'em in a bag. They're a-scratchin' and a-clawin', and I don't know when they're going to get out." "That's fine, Ed," replied the President, "just keep hold of that bag." However, the governor of Georgia was not as enthusiastic as the Pres- ident. Doubtless, also, he was in- terested in pinning him down on the third term. He said: "Well, I can hold 'era all right, Mr. President, if I'm holding them for you. But if I'm holding them for someone else, then they want to know about it so they can each get their cream." "I'll let you know when the time comes, Ed," replied the President. "Meanwhile, you Just hold on to that bag." Note---The above conversation is particularly significant because it represents the attitude of almost ev- ery Democratic state boss, including Mayor Hague of Jersey City and Mayor Kelly of Chicago. They are :[or a third term for Roosevelt, but they don't guarantee to transfer their delegates to Roosevelt's fair- haired boy--especlally if he is a ,New Dealer. JIM FARLEY Jim Farley used to be one of the bitter targets for left-wing New Dealers. But today, it is just the opposite. Listen, for instance, to SEC Com- missioner Leon Henderson, genervd- ly considered a left-winger. "Over at the Mayflower the other day," says Leon, "the newsmen were taking pictures. Jim Farley and I were there, and they got a picture of us together. Somebody from the sidelines started kidding me about being a candidate. So I turned to Jim and said, 'Let's join forces, Jim.' "And he said, '0. K Leon, which end of the ticket do you want?' Jim Farley is a darn good man." 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