The Celina Record (Celina, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 20, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 15, 1934 Page: 3 of 7
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By EMILIE LORING
Copyright by The Penn Publishing Co. WNU Service,
Prudence Schuyler comes to Prosper-
ity Farm to make a new life for her-
»elf and her brother, David, his health
broken by tragedy. The second day
an her farm Prue falls from the barn
loft into the arms of Rodney Gerard,
rich young man, a neighbor. There is
it once a mutual attraction, but Pru-
ience suspects men since her sister’s
lusband ran away with her brother’s
wife. Len Calloway tries to buy Prue’s
limber, but she contracts with Rod to
iispose of the trees. David comes to
:he farm. Prue accompanies Rod and
rean, Rod’s thirteen-year-old niece, to
i circus. Chicot, an old clown, is ac-
;ldentally killed. He was the grand-
lather of Milly Gooch, one of the cir-
:us riders. Rod became friendly with
VTlily when she lived on Prosperity
farm. Calloway intimidates laborers so
:hat they cannot be hired to cut the
.imber for Rodney Gerard. Milly Gooch
iroke her engagement to Calloway; he
believes Rod was the cause and has
lince been his enemy. After Chicot’s
leath Rod calls on Milly to see if he
‘an be of any help. Prue sees in a
newspaper a flashlight picture of him
with Milly. Rodney goes to New York
lor timber cutters, taking David with
lim to help select men from among
:he Rescue Mission hangers-on. Rod
sends word of his coming, with a crew
“Light the lamp, Jean," said Pru-
Jane Mack clutched her shoulder.
‘No! No! The convict might see and
5-s-shoot. I know folks.”'
“Pull yourself together. Wait till
I’ve drawn the hangings, Jean.”
“Don’t go near those windows, Miss
“Nonsense, Macky. All right, Jean.
Light the lamp.”
Spooky shadows cast by the waver-
ing flashlight skulked into corners as
i soft glow suffused the room.
“That’s better. The light will send
pour bad dream hustling, Macky. Sit
3owu and tell us what happened.”
Jane Mack twisted her bony bands,
lean, In her candy-striped pajamas,
?ut her arm about Prue’s waist. The
’’’You two girls think I’ve had a
ftreaqi, don’t you? Well, I haven’t. I
was just getting into bed—I thought I
heard a door creak down here. I stole
down quietly. I didn’t want to scare
jrou. I tip-toed to this door. A man
was flashing a Might over that!” She
pointed a blanched finger toward the
safe. “You’d left it unlocked.
“I knew In a minute ’twas the es-
caped prisoner I’d been expecting. I
guess I gurgled. He pulled his hat
Lower over his eyes. Pointed his light
straight at my face, so I couldn’t see
“ ’Got you covered. Make a s-s-
sound, woman, an’ I’ll s-s-shoot!” he
Prudence’s eyes widened with in-
credulity. Could this vibrant, dramatic
woman be the taciturn, dour spinster
who cooked and scrubbed for her every
Jane Mack swallowed hard. “All I
could think of was the money you had
tied up in those jewels, Miss Prue, an’
what ’twould mean if you lost them.
What was this old body of mine good
for, anyway? So I yelled.”
“I’ll say you yelled. Then what did
the man do?” Jean demanded. “Did
“If he did, I didn’t know it.”
“Perhaps he sneaked in to look
iround because he was born here or his
ather died here; we haven’t had one
of those old-timers drop in on us for a
Jane Mack sniffed. “Better look and
see if the ‘old-timer’ got any of your
“Never mind the jewels, Macky. I
deserve to lose them for forgetting to
close the safe. Sure you are not
“Sure, Miss Prue.”
Jean was on her knees before the
safe frantically examining the white
packets when Prudence reached it.
She looked up with frightened eyes.
“Gone!” she whispered.
“The emerald and diamonds!”
“You ought to set the sheriff after
that convict,” Jane Mack insisted for
the third time the next afternoon.
At the kitchen table Prudence was
snipping the stems of the roses before
placing them in vases of fresh water.
Impulsively she put an arm about
Jean’s shoulder and hugged her as the
child drew a long, hard breath. She
knew what she was thinking, knew
that "he was remembering the look in
her father’s eyes as he had asked if
th# jewels were kept in the house. Of
course, Walter Gerard had not stolen
the gems, he wouldn't fall so low as
“I’ll wait until Mr. David comes,
Macky. He will be here so soon that
we had better consult him before we
“Well, of course, if you can afford
to lose that emerald and the dia-
monds, Miss Prue, it’s up to you. If
you’d seen what I saw in my teacup
this morning—” With a sniff Jane
Mack disappeared into the pantry.
Snug in fur coats, red beret and
green beret making brilliant spots of
color in the gray day, Prudence, with
Jean, hacked the cart out of the shed.
They were too early for the train.
In the village they indulged lavishly in
ice-cream cones, and still the minutes
“Let’s drive out the pond road a
little way, Jean.”
Prue’s thoughts wandered. Why had
Dave decided to stay at High Ledges?
It would make it awkward for her. Of
course, she would want to see Dave
daily; equally, of course, distrusting
Rodney Gerard as she did, she couldn’t
go to High Ledges.
Rodney ! She had wondered if Callo-
way had forged that letter about the
check. After Jean’s revelation about
the photograph she had found in her
uncle’s desk, how could ahe doubt any
more? Walter Gerard had been right,
the unfinished word was love, of
course, “Flitting from flower to flow-
er”! Mrs. Walt had been right, too,
her brother-in-law was unreliable. He
was the type of man Julie had mar-
She must put the Gerards out of her
mind. They were becoming an obses-
sion. Her own affairs needed all her
attention. Who had stolen the jewels?
The escaped convict? She did not be-
lieve it any more than she believed
that Walter Gerard was the thief.
“Here comes Mr. Calloway in that
snappy red car of his.”
Jean’s excited whisper set Prue’s
pulses quickstepping. Calloway on his
way to the village! How soon was the
train due? She pushed back her glove.
Maddening. She had forgotten her
wrist watch. Jim Armstrong had said:
“I wish Calloway might be provi-
dentially called out of town an hour or
so before that train arrives.”
Evidently Providence was busy else-
where. Could she stop him? “Suc-
cess” was in line with the pasture bars
from which a path—now a mere
shadow under the snow—led uphill to
the southerly boundary of her prop-
erty, The Hundreds. That gave her
an idea. She would ask him to show
her the trees he wanted to cut. It
would be adventure with a capital A
to lead him off the scent, and she
loved adventure. She gripped Jean’s
“Stop a minute! Drive the car
home, K. K. Don’t go to the village.
At the crossroads take the turn to the
right; that will bring you to the back
of the red brick house.”
“What’s the big idea?”
“I’ll ask Len Calloway to show me
where he wants to cut. If he con-
sents, I will keep him away from the
village until the new gang is at High
“Good afternoon, Mr. Calloway.”
Prudence acknowledged the sweep of
the dark-eyed man’s ten-gallon hat
with gay friendliness. “This is a clear
case of thought transference. I sup-
pose seeing that path to The Hun-
dreds brought you to my mind. I hate
quarreling with my neighbors, it’s so
—so tenement-housey. Can’t we arbi-
trate? Perhaps when you have time
you’ll tramp over the land with me
and show me what to cut—but I’m
detaining you. Drive on, Jean.”
“Just a minute!” Calloway’s near-
set eyes were triumphant. “What’s
the matter with now, Miss Schuyler?
My business at the village can wait.
What say if we take that tramp now?
This snow won’t amount to much.”
Prudence smiled the most radiant
smile in her not limited repertoire.
“I’m all for it, if you are, Mr. Callo-
way. I’m the original ‘Do-it-now’ girl.”
She looked intently at Jean. “Wait
here, won’t you, K. K. I-”
“Don’t have the kid wait. I’ll take
you home, Miss Schuyler.”
“That would help. Drive very care-
fully, Jean, and straight home, remem-
ber. Tell Miss Mack that Mr. Callo-
way is personally conducting me over
The Hundreds. Go out to the barn
and tell Mr. Si. He and I were plan-
ning to set an incubator this after-
noon, but that can wait.” Having
posted which two sentinels on the
ramparts of protection, she stepped
over the bars that Calloway lowered.
Why didn’t the man speak? He was
leading the way along the snowy path.
Woods stretched endlessly ahead,
dense, dark, dismal. She didn’t for an
instant doubt Calloway’s respectability,
but she had a shivery sense of re-
pressed fury smoldering under his
“Here we are!” Calloway stopped
to brush the snow from the top of a
granite boulder. “See that B cut in the
stone? It marks the southeastern cor-
ner of the tract your uncle purchased
from my father. Here’s a trail.
We’ll go in a little way so that you
can see the quality of the timber.”
“All sweetness and light again, aren’t
you?" Prudence mentally addressed his
straight back as she followed him. He
paused and turned.
‘Sorry to have made trouble for you
about your timber, Miss Schuyler, but
when I say I’ll put a thing through, I
do it, no matter what the consequences
may be to anyone else.”
Prudence looked up at him. Wist-
fulness was entirely out of her line,
but she did her best with voice and
“Suppose—suppose—is it too late to
change my mind and let you—”
The shrill whistle of a locomotive
shattered the silence. The train had
arrived I In a moment or two the
gang would be on its way to High
Ledges, and Calloway was here! Pru-
dence lowered her lids. She felt as if
her eyes were twinkling stars of
“Suppose I agreed to let you cut my
timber, would you still try to stop
Calloway, who had started on again,
turned. Prudence stopped so as better
to preserve the distance between them.
Ills massive figure blocked the trail
where it divided and ran east and
“Do you mean that you’ll chuck Rod
Gerard and give me the contract to
cut? Do you mean that?”
His eyes burned red as he hurled
the question. Perhaps it was the
shadow of his theatrical hat that gave
the effect. Whatever the cause, she
didn’t like it, Prudence told herself.
She would back track as soon as she
was sure the men were well away
from the village.
“Can’t a girl change her mind?”
Calloway’s eyes flamed. He caught
her shoulder. She shook off his hand.
"Sorry. I didn’t mean any harm.
Miss Schuyler. Say listen, I’m a just
man, but I don’t stop at anything, get
me, anything when I’ve been double-
crossed. I'll pay Rodney Gerard for
interfering in my affairs—it goes back
long before he thought of cutting tim-
ber—if I never do anything else in my
life, but I don’t want a fight with you.
I’m crazy about you. Marry me, and
I’ll cut your logs, sell them, and turn
the money over to you. You can have
your own bank account.”
“Oh, c-can I! You don’t r-really
mean it? Your romantic attack of the
subject thrills me.”
She must not chuckle like that, and
she had better cut out sarcasm, she
Prudence Darted Along the Trail
Which Turned Sharply East.
warned herself. How long since the
whistle had blown? She hated the
eyes looking down at her. He was
coming nearer. Perhaps he was a
little mad. Violent-tempered people
sometimes ended that way. Should
she make a break into the woods. Of
course, Calloway would follow, and
somehow she would elude him. She
couldn’t get lost.
“Really, Mr.—Len—you’ve surprised
me so that I’m all jittery.”
Her laugh made no dent in his glow-
“I’m not in the habit of snapping
up an offer of a heart and hand. You
must allow me time to think.” She
pushed back the sleeve of her cardi-
gan. “My word! Have I dropped
my wrist watch? I must go back.
David gave It to me and I wouldn’t
lose It for all the timber in the world.
Please help me hunt for it.”
Her suggestion roused opposition, as
she had hoped it would.
“We’re going on. Looking the lay-
out over was your idea. Don’t be a
quitter. I’ve got you here; you’ll stay.
I’ll go back for the watch. I can find
it quicker alone. Wait here.”
Taking compliance for granted, he
stalked back. As he disappeared
around a bend, Prudence darted along
the trail which turned sharply east.
She went on cautiously looking for
the blaze on trees. No sign of human
occupation. She stopped to listen.
Was Calloway following? Did he think
her a quitter? She wasn’t. She was,
to use a favorite legal term of David’s,
merely “in the exercise of due care.”
while she diverted his attention from
The trees thinned. What was that
sound? A brook! She couldn’t be far
from home if it was the stream which
crossed her lower meadow. She
climbed a high bank, drew a long,
ragged breath of relief. No danger of
being lost now. She had her bear-
Calloway shouting. A thin gray fog
of doubt dimmed her satisfaction in
the success of her role of Providence.
Perhaps her idea hadn’t been such a
knockout after all. She had better
get home. The trail on the other aide,
a little way down stream, looked fa-
miliar. She would wade to that.
Zowie, the water was icy. She
slipped on slimy, concealed rocks,
splashed through pebbly shallows,
plunged into a good pool.
“I’ll bet I gave the trout the thrill
of their lives,” she said aloud, as she
pulled herself up by shrubs to the
bank. A fresh blaze!. She had seen
Jim Armstrong slash it. She was on
the home trail now! Better rest for a
The call set her nerves vibrating. It
didn't frighten her, but she didn’t like
it. It was too near. The woods seemed
to be closing in on her. She hated the
feeling. She couldn’t be mistaken about
this trail. She was sure that she had
been on it before. She must get into
the open. She was freezing.
She ran qs swiftly as clutching
bushes and treacherous tree roots per-
mitted. Her cold, wet skirts lashed
her knees; her teeth chattered. How
long could she keep this pace? Darn!
What fiend had looped that root across
the trail? She picked herself up.
Ooch ! What a lump ! Lucky she had
struck in the middle of her forehead,
not under her eyes.
What was that? Was she just see-
ing things, or was it—it was a log
cabin! She had been following the
freshly blazed trail to her cabin in-
stead of one to the clearing! What
difference did it make? There was a
chimney. She could get warm.
She stumbled toward it. Threw
herself against the door. It opened!
The breaks were with her! She plunged
in. Lost her balance. Some one
She stared unbelievingly. Closed
her eyes. Opened them. She was
awake. Every hard-drawn breath had
been wasted; every step she had run,
every fall had been futile. Callo-
way’s furious, triumphant eyes blazed
down at her.
Sudden, uncontrollable panic shook
Prudence. In the tense silence she
stared up into Calloway’s inscrutable
“Thought you’d double-cross me,
didn’t you? There are several trails
to this cabin."
At his harsh voice her mind and
courage sprang to arms.
“My cabin, isn’t it? I had no idea It
was so—so luxurious."
She forced her eyes to move slowly,
as if appraisingly from the antlers
over the fireplace to the water bucket
on the bench by the door, on to the
wood pile near the hearth with an
ax leaning again it. That ax—she
looked away quickly. Calloway must
not suspect that it had seemed like
meeting an unexpected friend.
“Rather nice. I came here the other
day with Jim Armstrong, but vve didn’t
She was talking against time. Sure-
ly Jean must have reached the red
brick house by this time. Must have
told someone where she was.
“Better sit down,” Calloway sug-
gested with sickening suavity. He
pushed forward a wooden chair.
“’Thank you. I prefer to stand
here.” Prudence caught hold of the
great shelf of rock, which served as
a mantel, with a grip which turned
her nails white.
“Suit yourself. When you beat it,
I figured that any path you’d take
would lead here. I took a short cut
and started the fire. There were red
coals; someone’s been using the place.
Sorry I can’t provide a lamp. It’s get-
ting dark outside.”
If Prudence had distrusted the man
back on the trail, she hated him now,
hated his mocking smile to which the
flickering light gave a Satanic twist.
She took a step forward.
“Then we had better start home at
once. I’m wet and c-cold.”
In one move he was between her
and the door.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Dutch Guiana Once Was
Closely Related to U. S.
Surinam, or Dutch Guiana as it is
usually called, was very closely relat-
ed to the United States in one period
of the latter’s history, says a writer
in the Chicago Tribune. At the Treaty
of Breda, 1667, the British ceded Suri-
nam to the government of the Nether-
lands as a partial payment for having
seized New Netherland from the Dutch
a few years before. Had this exchange
not been made, and had the Dutch
been confirmed by treaty in their pos-
session of what is now New York, the
United States might never have exist-
ed, since the most active agitators for
a separation from England would have
been divided by a foreign territory.
New England would have been
quickly subdued, and the other col-
onies intimidated. The map of Amer-
ica might still show the Spanish col-
onies of Florida, Mexico, Texas, and
California; the French in possession
of the Mississippi valley, and the Brit-
ish as far south as the Columbia river
on the Pacific coast. Perhaps, there-
fore, the United States may be grate-
ful that there was an English claim to
territory in Guiana, which could be
traded to the Dutch for her claim on
New York. _■
(By REV. P. R. FITZ WATER. D. D..
Member of Faculty, Moody Bible
Institute of Chicago.)
©. Western Newspaper Union.
Lesson for November 18
THE CHRISTIAN AS A CHURCH
LESSON TEXT—Matthew 6:13-16;
GOLDEN TEXT—For we are mem-
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has to do with the relation of Christ's
disciples to the world, especially his
disciples as members of the Messianic
kingdom. The so-called Sermon on the
Mount, from which this unit is taken,
sets forth the laws which will obtain
in Christ’s kingdom. This should be rec-
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while at the same time these vital
truths have a definite relation to the
members of Christ’s body. There is a
close connection, however, since Jesus
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in the second, the Head of the organ-
ism called the Church.
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to the World (Matt. 5:13-16).
The disciples are to live such lives
as will enlighten, purify, and preserve.
The responsibilities of the subjects of
the kingdom are set forth under the
figures of salt, light, and a city.
1. "Ye are the salt of the earth” (v.
13) . Salt arrests and prevents the
progress of corruption. Three proper-
ties are outstanding: a. Penetrating,
b. Purifying, c. Preserving.
As salt, the disciples of Christ should
penetrate, purify, and preserve soci-
ety. The Christian should not go Into
seclusion: he should remain in the
world, but not be a part of it.
2. “Ye are the light of the world” (v.
14) . Light illuminates and warms. Its
gift is guidance. The world in which
the Christian lives is cold and dark.
Many are the pitfalls and snares set
by the devil. Christians should so live,
should so let their light shine, as to
prevent the unwary ones from falling
into them. ^
3. “A city set on a hill” (v. 14). By
a city is suggested a governmental and
social order. Christian character and
service should be such as to give the
influence of the hill-lifted city. Chris-
tianity was not intended to be hidden.
II. The Christian Church an Evan-
gelizing Agency (Acts 2:41).
It is not enough that believers should
receive the life of God and enjoy the
blessings of his grace, but they should
evangelize the world. The Great Com-
mission (Matt. 28:18-20) makes it clear
that disciples should be made of all the
nations, and that such disciples should
be baptized and then taught to ren-
der obedience unto God. It is charac-
teristic of a saved man that he pro-
claims the salvation enjoyed to those
who are lost. The unmistakable proof
of the experiencing of the life of God
Is that the good news is being pro-
III. A Portrait of the Primitive
Church (Acts 2:42-47).
1. They continued in the apostles’
doctrine (v. 42). Instead of being
taught by the scribes, they were now
taught by new teachers, the apostles
2. They continued in fellowship
around Christ their Head (v. 42.)
The “breaking of bread” illustrated
the oneness of believers in Christ.
3. They continued In prayer (v. 42).
The ideal church Is a praying church.
4. They “were together” (v. 44).
They were together because they were
baptized by the Holy Spirit into the
one body, of which Christ was Head
(I Cor. 12:13). The oneness of this
body was symbolized by the breaking
5. They had community of goods (vv.
44, 45). They sold their possessions
and goods, and parted them to all men,
as every man had need. This proved
that they were under the power of the
Holy Spirit, that Is, that the super-
natural was being manifested; for It
is not natural to abandon one’s title
6. They were filled with gladness and
singleness of heart (v. 46). All those
who have had the experience of the
life of God being poured into them are
filled with praise, and gratitude must
7. “Favor with all the people” (v.
47). Such unselfishness gained the at-
tention of the people, inducing them
to yield themselves to God, and thus
God added unto them daily such as were
Let us not forget that “Christ also
loved the church, and gave himself for
It . . . that it should be holy and
The Real God
To some people God is the great and
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Andrews, C. C. The Celina Record (Celina, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 20, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 15, 1934, newspaper, November 15, 1934; Celina, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth772705/m1/3/: accessed December 13, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Celina Area Historical Association.