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THE
BEACH REVIEW
NOTHING FLAT
Ben Adair, Georgia Tcch track as
ran a prac~ce sprint through
woods near Atlanta. A stranger
him what he was doing.
"Training for the track team," said
The stranger produced a pistol.
"Let me see," he commanded,
can you can do a hundred
in2"
Maybe Adair broke the world's rec.
Maybe he didn't. He couldn't
stranger held his watch.
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MARTHA
OSTENSO
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SYNOPSIS
To the little town of Heron River
seines Anna ("Silver") Grenoble.
daughter of "Gentleman Jim," for-
taerly of the community, known as &
gambler, news of whose murder In Chi-
cago has reached the town. Sophronla
Wlllard, Jim Grenoble's sister, Is at
the depot to meet Silver. Her house-
held consists of her husband, and step-
sons, l=toderick and Jason. The Wll-
lards own only half of the farm, the
other half being Anna Grenoble's. On
Stlver'e arrival Duke Melbank, shift-
Jess youth, makes himself obnoxious.
l~toderlck is on the eve of marriage to
Corinne Mender. Silver declares her
eagerness to live on £he farm, and will
not sell her portion. She meets Roddy.
Silver tells Sophronia ("Phronle," by
request) something~but by no means
all--of her relations with Gerald Lu-
cos, gambler friend of her father. Rod-
dy marries Corinne. She has a maid
Paula, who seems to attract ~ason.
Silver again meets Gerald Lucas, who
has established a gambling resort. She
Is compelled to introduce him to Co-
rinne Willard much against her will.
Silver confides to Roddy the fact of
her illicit relations with Lucas. Friend-
ship between Lucas and Corinne de-
velops. At a dance Duke Melbank In-
suits Silver. Roddy's solicitude brings
Sliver to the realization that she loves
him. Roddy is offered a position at the
University farm, but, to Corlnne~s dis-
may, he declines it. Determined to
break up the over-friendliness of Lu-
cos and Corinne, Silver tells Roddy she
has decided to sell her portion of the
farm. Not understanding, he reproaches
her for her "tre*aehery."
CHAPTER VIII--Continued
~9----
She sprang up suddenly. "Have you
gone crazy?" she cried huskily. "Do
you want me to bring a child into a
place like thls~where we may be starv-
Ing next year? Or wasn't it enough
for you to throw Anthony's offer into
my face? You had to think up some-
thing more brutal--"
"Corrlne--for God's sake i" Roddy
stammered in despair. "We are not go-
lag to starve." he went on lamely, ob-
stinately. "Lots of people are bring-
ing up children on less th~n we have."
It dawned on him painfully that
Corinne was not listening. He felt
completely lost, floundering about In
a gray and chilling chaos.
"All right, Corrine," he concluded
dullY, "I did not know that 1 was in-
sulting you. I'll not do it again."
He got to hls feet and turned to find
her eyes upon him, widening for a mo-
ment with reflective indolence, then
closing as though she were shutting
him out of her consciousness, shut-
ting herself in with her own resigna-
tion and defeat.
a a * • • • •
On an evenlng in February," Paula
had come down from the big house
and sat beside the table munching an
apple.
Sophronia pushed her glasses back
into place on the bridge of her nose
and shook her head.
"There's no use In you gettln' your-
self worked up into a state over Co-
rinne," she said to Paula. "If you ask
me--all that woman needs Is exercise.
If she'd do a bit of her own house-
work, It'd be better for her.'~
"I don't know," Paula ventured.
~She doesn't seem right. She took one
of them headaches again today. Some-
times she scares me. She stares at the
walls and says the wind is drlvin' her
crazy."
"I think I'll go up and stay wlth @o-
rlnne for a while," Silver sal@.
"That's better," old Roderlck said.
• It's the first time anybody here has
been in Roddy's house In almost a
week."
Silver felt file rebuke in the old
mau's words. Almost a fortnight had
passed since she herself had been In
Itoddy's house. The Intense cold had
"been reason enough for staying In-
leers most of the time.
"1 think I'll go along with you,"
Paula said hesitatingly.
"Let's go, then," Silver sald.
Corinne was huddled up In bed
weeping stormily.
"Corinne i" Silver said sharply. "You
aught to be ashamed of yourself i"
Corinne stared at her with wild
eyes. "Who sent you here?" she de-
,handed petulantly. "I suppose the
whole Wlilard family has been hav-
Ing a conclave :"
"Stop it !" Silver broke in. ~No one
sent me--and you're acting like a
Child."
Corinne began to weep In earnest.
wI~I might have known---you'd say
that. This place is driving me mad!
The wind--and the cold--and being
done---"
"You don't have to be alone," Silver
protested, "Why didn't you come
down with Paula tonight ands"
"Because they all hate me I I know
it. They hate me because I'm not n
farm lout~llke the rest of thetm Rod-
dY hates me---and loves to see me
suffer l He's tickled to death because
Turn over here! llt your head ach-
ing?"
"It has been but'sUng.-zail day !"
Silver ran her fi~ gently over
Corinne's shoulders. "I used to do this
for my father when he had a head-
ache," she said quietly, and began
pressing her finger tips into the tendm~
and muscles that were knotted ~ the
back of Cerinne's neck.
Corinne turned over on her face and
moaned. But Silver continued to ply
her fingers until Corinne began to re-
lax at last, and her muffled wa111ng
ceased.
"That's better!" Silver said.
"O-oh--that hurts r'
Silver worked more gently. "You
ought to get out and see what the
world is llke around you. I'll tell you
--take a walk wlth me early tomorrow
morning, over to the Flathe place and
back. You have no idea how good it
makes you feel."
A sort of docility had crept over
Corinne. "I'll do anything," she mum-
bled, "Just to get away from the 'gray-
ness of this hill."
For some time there was silence be-
tween them, until Silver began to won-
der If Corinne had fallen asleep. Pres-
ently, however, Corinne spoke up un-
expectedly.
"Why didn't you marry Gerald Lucas,
Silver, when you had the Chance?"
"I should have been the most un-
happy creature in the world," Silver
replied. •
"Why?"
"Because--I've seen enough of that
llfe to know," Silver said.
Corinne lay still and dld not speak.
Fear filled Silver's heart as she fixed
her eyes upon Corinne and
with something like despair, what was
passing In the mind of this girl who
was Roddy Wlllard's wife. Once or
twice she felt that she must say some-
thing to warn her against Gerald
Lucas and the bright disaster that
awaited any woman who gave him her
love. But the words would not come.
At last, with an inner trembling, she
got up and spoke softly.
"I hope you feel better."
Corinne turned over and yawned.
"Lots better. Thanks so much, Silver."
She patted the coverlet on
shoulder. "Try to sleep now. And
I'll come up l~ the morning, right after
breakfast, to take you on our hike."
"Perhaps it would be better t0 post.
pone it till the afternoon--or maybe
another day," Corinne suggested.
expecting a telephone call tomorrow."
Silver regarded her for a moment
tn silence. "Well, go to sleep now,
anyhow," she said, and stole quietly
out of the room.
Alone again under the Cold
Silver found that her mlnlsterlng to
Roddy's wife had had a profound
"But, Lord| How Am I Going to
Explain It to the Folks?"
effect upon herself, All that lawless
feeling for Roddy that had battled
within her for weeks retreated now
before a burning pity for Oorlnne and
a feverish resolve to do everything in
her power to save Roddy's wife from
herself and her false sense of values,
CHAPTER IX
plied, "I'm •going down to get some her. Having a maid working for you
dogweed near the lake."every day--and knowing that she Is
"Where's Corinne? You two--" going to marry one of the family--I've
"She wasn't home when I called, We never said anything about it, but~'t
hadn't planned anything for today," "What's wrong with it?" Roddy de.
"Why don't you come up to the manded.
house some evening when I'm around. Corinne shrugged her shoulders.
Gosh, I haven't seen anything of you "Well--I don't expect you to see It
since Christmas!" from my point of view, of course.
"I've been busy," Silver retorte:l
simply.
Roddy smiled. "Busy glvlng lessons
in good cheer to my adorable wife, oh?
Well, you've made a good Job of it."
The sudden flags of color flew in
Silver's cheeks, and Roddy suffered
an acute pang of dismay.
"Run along and get your dogwood,
then," he said hurriedly, and started
his car.
As he continued on his way, Roddy
found that he could not dismiss from
his mind that swift, baffling blush his
sally had won from her. Her fa~e
had had the delicate, flushed courage
of a spring flower. She was not of the
land in the same sense that Paula
Gobel was. Paula was like a field
of ripe wheat. But Silver Grenoble
had an earthy quality all her own
She was like young grass In a pale
spring sun, or sheet lightning In a
summer dusk, or the shadow of a
bird's wing over water. Itoddy was
glad that he could regard her so dls-
interestedly now, for her own fine
'values,
* • • • • • s
In a dappled enclosure of birches
where new leaves were llke a sunny
green rain, Corinne Wiliard leaned
against a tree. Gerald Lucas was Iook-
Ing down at her wlth a contemplative,
a masterful smile, that thr111ed and
frightened her, and made her feel at
the same time triumphant.
"Haven't we been playing tag long
enough, darling?" he asked softly.
"Why don't you admit that I love
you ?"
Corinne laughed throatily. "What a
sweet new way you have of putting
it, gerry," she said, and lifting her
hand s~e ran her fingers through his
hair.
Beyond her shoulders, at the top of .~
grassy crest where the trees opened,
Gerald saw Silver Grenoble seated on
her horse and staring at them wltb
wide eyes.
CHAPTER X
S~Iver Grenoble's waking hours,
since the day she had seen Corinne
and Gerald together, had been filled
with an apprehensiveness and sense
of Impending disaster, and her
were confused and tortured with
visions of Roddy.
Preparations for the wedding of
Paula and ffason stressed rather than
relieved her sense of loneliness. Here
were two, at least, who were going
forward with their lives unaware of
the defeat and hopelessness that were
stalking about them.
After supper on the evening befoae
the wedding day, Roddy and Jason
were at work in the sitting room of
the" stone house on a wooden lattice
Paula was watching the progress of
Roddy's and ffason's work when Co-
rtzne entered In her green tweed rid-
Ing habit.
"Hullo P' she called gaily. "What on
earth are you making there, Roddy?"
"Boddy looked down at her, then con.
tinned to pound a nail into place. '~I
think it's a canopy---or something like
that," he said. "Or It will be when the
flowers are up."
"Oh--1 think that will be very nlce P'
Corinne exclaimed.
"You're back early,'~ Roddy said.
"Didn't the Rlchters give you a nice
dinner part#?"
Corinne seated herself. "It was all
right, They had a lot of dull people
up from town--rather tiresome."
Corinne pulled off her gauntlets.
'Tin going to miss Paula terflbly,'" she
sold, and made a sweet, dejected little
rogue ab the big German girl, who was
still standing with her red hand,
pressed nervously against the back of
a chair.
A few moments late Roddy and (~-
rlnne left for the big house. As soot
as they were outside, Corinne took his
arm and drew herself(close to him.
"I want you~to do something for me.
{larling," she said in her sweetest man-
ner. "I simply can't be at the wedding
And I want you to explain
In March, after a prolonged spell of it to the family. I know It sounds
cold and very little snow, a to you, darling," she went
which when decked with chokecherry know what to think about It, but 1
and plum blossoms, would form a wouldn't go moonln' about the house
bower above the bride and groom for for anyone. I never did---and I never
the ceremony, would. Why don't you get out and
sudden thaw set in, The back of the
winter, as Sophronia said. was broken.
But everywhere the talk was of the
gloomy outlook for the farmer. "A
man doesn't know whether to pray for
rain or drouth. If there's a bumper
crop, prices will go still lower--and
if you don't plant at all, you get noth-
on. "But Evelyn Richter told me to-
night that Harrison's are having a big
sale tomorrow in the city--Just for one
day. It's an awfully exclusive shop,
you know, and I'll be saving money if
I take advantage of the sale. I can
stay over night at the Lombards' and
It won't ~nean any extra expense."
After all, it's none of my business
What I think~or feel~doesn't seem
to matter much anyhow."
Anger famed suddenly within Roddy.
He checked the retort that sprang to
his lips. They had arrived before the
door of the btg house. He turned
away abruptly and started for the
barnyard.
"Aren't you coming ln~" Corinne
asked in surprise.
"I have some work to do first," he
told her.
She paused with her hand on the
door. "But--what shall I do about to.
morrow? Evelyn is coming lmmedlate-
ly after breakfast."
"DO whatever you like about it," he
said. "I don't give a d--hi'.
In the afternoon of the next day,
Jason and Paula departed. It had
been a fine wedding, Sophronla thought
with a swelling heart, as fine as any
farmer could afford these days.
Under the big oak a number of the
farm boys had seated themselves and
were tuning up on guitar, accordion,
harmonica and violin. Presently a
lively melody was lilting upward
through the rugged branches of the
trees.
"Come on, Phronle!" old Roderlck
called, his eyes wistfully following Sll.
ver and the older Miehener boy as they
e£hiblted an intricate and amusing fox-
trot step.
"Oh, go on with you !" Phronie ex-
blushing, and was forth.
with swept Into Roderlck's old-fa]~h-
loned and courtly embrace.
Twice, three times around the circle
of the great oak's shade they waltzed,
Old Roderick adapting his knowledge
of dance figures resolutely and gal-
lantly to the outlandish new tempo
amidst cheers and~ clapping of hands.
At last, breathless and bridling rosily
as a girl, Sophronla stopped in front
of the door. Old Roderlck bowed low
over her hand, and the ~tpplause and
laughter whirled about them.
"0o on with you, silly l" Sophronla
said, and gave Roderlck a little push.
"I'm thlnkln' the cider pitchers need
flllin'."
In the kitchen she found Roddy
alone.
"Why don't you go out and Join
In the fun?" she asked.
"I guess I'm not In the mood," he
replied.
Phronle gave him a sharp glance.
"Small wonder !" she remarked. "When
do you expect Corinne back?"
"Tomorrow night," Roddy said, wlth-
out looking around.
"Veell--I don't understand what got
into her to go off--"
"I'd rather not talk' about it," Roddy
interrupted.
"N'o---1 suppose the least said about
it the better," Phronle agreed. "I don't
IDa."
Roddy reflected. What if he had
to sell his last year's grain at prac-
tically no profit to himselfl He was
no worse off than countless farmers
whose obligations were staggering com- call for rife and bring me back."
pared with his own. He could still "But, Lord! How am I going to
give Corinne enough money to buy her- explain it to the folks? Paula will feel
self some spring clothes, though she ~urt no matter what I say to--"
dance with the rest of them? No one
Will ever thank you for betn' a soft.
hearted fool over any woman, even if
she Is.'your wife."
Roddy began impatiently rolling a
cigarette. "A devil of a lot you know
about it!" he exploded.
Pbronie looked at him In surprise.
'~[ know you've never talked like that
to me in your life before." she said.
Roddy got to his feet and put an arm
about her. "1 don't mean it like that
ma," he said affectionately. "You know
I don't. But there's more to this than
I want to talk about. Now that Paula's
g~ne I don't know how we're going to
get along up at the house. 1 can't
afford another girl, and Corinne doesn't
know a darn thing about housework.
Even If she dld~she Isn't strong
enough to do it."
"Have you told Corinne about that/"
Sophronla asked.
"Yes," he s~ld darkly, "1 told her."
"Well, there's no use borrowln'
trouble. Corinne will swing Into it
when she knows she has to, like any-
one else. I'll come up now and then to
help her get started~and Silver wlll
be glad to give a hand when it's need-
ed. 1 don't know how rd do without
that girl."
S
Corlnne did not return on the fob
lowing afternoon. She telephoned
Roddy to explain that she had not com-
pleted her shopping and that rather
than drive home after dark, Evelyn
Richter preferred to stay in town for
the night. She herse]f would stay
with the Lombards. And was the
wedding a lot of fun, and how was he
feeling? Roddy, listening to her tum-
bling, Sweetly inflected questions, and
probably would never know how much
It meant to him. Well, ~erhaps things
would be. better now that spring was
here.
For that matter, things were better.
Corinne had been more like her old
self during the past weeks. He was
well aware that Silver Grenoble had
had much to do with the change in
Corinne's state of mind. He had seen
very little of Silver, but she and Co.
~ason has humiliated me, Paula for rinne had become very friendly,
a st~te~lmlaw~-oh !':he'~ He slowed
~[lve~.teok her by shoulder. "I'm and rider.
~t going to sit here and listen to that aid'Where, do
t,
~f YOU really Ihe re-
"It'll cost you six dollars In gas to giving his monosyllabic replies, stared
go there and back in the ear--and at the wall beside the telephone.
more ff you take the bus," Roddy said. Even after he had hung up the re,
"Evelyn is going down first thing In ceiver, he continued to stare at the
the morning and she has promised to same spot on the wall. There had
"I'll speak to Paula tonight. I
might fib a ~lttle, If necessary, and tell
her I have to go to mother."
"Why not tell her the truth~lf you
have to tell her anything?"
"A~ter all, Roddy, there's no need
of hurting the girl's feelings any more
than necessary."
"It seems to me you aren't giving
feellngs as
Is`"
"I
far more for her than lots
been something in Corlnne's voice--an
over.emphasls of apology, of solici-
tude.
He went heavily upstairs to wash
before going down to his father's house,
with old Steve, for their early supper.
He thought of the yellow corn he
grew, rich and £ull-eared and sound ae
the sun, In tlmes like these, when a
farmer got 11ttle more than a romantic
satisfaction out of what he grew, he
was Justified in contemplating with af-
fection such corn as that. He hoped
no,obstacles of nature would corns be,
tween the ~lautLng mad the maturin|
of his crop,
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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Chatty--Oh, he's so romantle.
When he addresses me he alway~
calla me "Fair Lady."
Catty--Fores of habit, my dear.
He's a street car conductor.--The
Sunday School Herald."
In the Gulch
"I hear some gang men came
around last night."
"Yes," answered Mesa BilL "They
caused serious disappointment. When
we held 'era up, there wasn't eleven
dollars in the crowd."
Too Early for Him
Boss~You are 20 minutes late
again. Don't you knbw what time
we start work at this factory?
New Employee--No, sir. They're
always at It when I get here.
Much at Stake
Pleet~It's tough when you have to
pay 40 cents a ponnd ~or meat.
Butcher-t-Yos~ but It'd be a sight
tougher if paid 0nly ten.~Path-