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A Run-Away For Happiness It Might Be Well For The World If There Were More Such Departures As This One. BY PHILIP KANE. I PART II. 'of overwork. "Why wear yourself; 5 ' . - - t out?" she said. “You sti.I have many prmg WAS mergmg m 0 summerl years of life before you; there is far‘ though shy wild flower still bloomedI . ' h, v or ours, in profusion Wilbur/f“ more money already t an you y ason did not, . V . - . I Wlll ever spend. Why not take a little. feel the peace and beau”, Of his ownitime for happiness. Mother is right, broad domain as became in that= right Why and a commemoration medal from hislcomfort. special “Tit-Bits" contributor, whoselcountries, and Italians according to facts were obtained at the Vatican).itheir cities and provinces. .of the Papal Court. Cardinals in scar-'own tongues. A DAY WITH THE on Intimate Details of Life at the Vatican. Very few of the thousands of pilâ€"‘times even to two thousand souls, is, grims who have seen Pope Pius XI. ‘; then gathered in the Hall of the Bone-l this Jubilee Year, who have kiss-ed hisfdiction, where the Pope pronounces a} ring, received his apostolic b‘.essing,§specch of welcome. admonition and‘ This is translated into whatâ€"i" own hands, know how he lives, howlever language the pilgrimage's nn-I he spends those busy days, which be-ltionality may render necessary; for. gin at six inthe morning and do not] the pilgrims are almost invariably" end until after midnight (writes ajgrouped according to their respectivei But with; They see him dressed in his Iong'French, German, and Spanish pilgrimâ€"l white robes, surrounded by members’ages, the Pope speaks to them in their lot and rare lace. chamberluins ofI This done. he. bestows the apostolic evening from a day’s hard work. It" abom’ thatâ€"absomte‘y was what is called a "late" season. Work pressed, and drive the hired men as he would, accomplishment seemed slow. Cross and irritable, he resented the "moods" of a woman who could suggest that he slow up his work as Margaret had done. An addi- tion‘of one hundred acres was just in sight. pushingâ€"then possibly . . . . As he entered the house that peaceâ€" ful evening, he was met by the stolid Hilda,.who handed him a letter. Won-l dering, he opened it [and standing there, his hat on, hishe‘éd, read slowly to himself: , ' ~ ' « "~» . “Dear Wilbur: For more than twenty-five years I have Wanted to take a vacation. This you know. We had one glorious little“ tripâ€"you will re- callâ€"but your father spoiled all that when we came home; Then I tried to take the children but athey; didn’t understand. And finally I.urged you to go again but you would riot listen to me. ‘You say more tgo; old. If you would only let me be so, I should not be a day older, in Spirit, than when I came here. to the farm. “But‘if we go "on and on, -working 'O‘nly'to’pile up wealth, forgetting and neglecting ourselves, soon we shall be old indeed but beyond any real happiness. . “It is as much‘for yourself as for" my own self that I am, going to do something I long have hadjn mind. After all these years of .waiting and disappointment, I am going' away to study my belovedbotany. You do not ‘ need‘the help of my handts- Hilda is capable. When I' am ready, I' shall re turn home, not before, and that will be when you haveZearned that we are, not too old for ap iness. I have plenty of money fora limy needs. Do not look’ for me for it would be use: less. I shall be in a place where you never have been but I shall know .if there is serious need for my return. Upon you and you alone depends my return. , that she is ‘too old’ for-the beautiful things in life that her heart craves. When you are ready to be as you were in the first year of our wedded life, I shall know it and will come to you. .Until then, good-bye. Margaret.” One year more of~strenuousI No woman likes to be told! ‘can you not see it?" , “What could I do?" be humbly askâ€" Ied, in a dawning willingness to learn. I “What did you enjoy when you were a young man?” Marian Mason replied. “Whatever it was, begin over!” i As a result of that brief conversaA ltion, Wilbur Mason, after more than a Iquarter century of abstinence from “foolishness,” unpacked rod and reel. ifly hook and gun case and it; was not along until, day after day, he whipped ithe streams of Green Hills or folloWed a keen-nosed dog. A superintendent. took his place over the_,men. Slowly, something of the zest'of youth returnâ€". cd and the most‘ of Green. Hills knew that never "again would-he be slave to toil for mere gain. ‘- As Mhrian’Ma'son noted the change, she expressed frank approval. “I’m no prophetess, Father," she said one day as he proudly displayed a string of basd, “but, somehow. I feel that . Motheris Coming home!" Eagerly? he questioned but she insisted that there. was no definite information. She had, \“just a hunch." _ I , One glorious day, following a frost, lWilbur' Mason decided to go explor- ing. He knew his twoâ€"thousandfiecre farm well except for a certain rough tract of wild land which never had been tilled or pastured. With gun and dog he set out, first for the home of this son, then on up into the hill fast- nessés. “I’m going to beat the brush at the bottom,” he confided to Marian, “then work up to the top. “Hauen't had time all these years'to look it over. -Big acreage still there untouched. Who knows but I may find something, valuable?” “No telling,” Marian replied bright-I 51y. “Perhaps you may find happiness â€"â€"â€"up there on the hill. That’s bettert than land or gold!" The ascent was toilsome and the lgame bag full. Although it was well ,past. noon, Mason determined to reach ,the hilltop before eating lunch. He [wished to see with his own eyes what. ‘manner of possession the wilderness‘ held. I I cape and sword, dressed in the highiblessing. stiff rufi‘s and knee breeches. relicsga jubilee medal of bygone centuries, and by prelates‘, Pope distributes with his own hands. in sombre black. They note the enor- mous rooms, halls in the medieval grandeur, painted by the artist giants of the Renaissance; rooms large enough in themselves to: make more than one Westcnd flat. They admire His Holiness's Swiss Guards, in their ancient uniforms of red and yellow. With their halberds, and helmets; or the Noble Guards, in shining cuirass and scarlet. And they think of'the Pontitf as ever surround: ed by these outward forms of state. But when Pope Pius XI. retires to his private apartments,. high.up in that same palace of the Vatican, he becomes a recluse. though a, very hardâ€"worked recluse indeed. ‘cwcxwonx PRECISION. He rises at six in the morning, but ‘his first mass of the day he says in the chapel of his private apartment after midnight. All the same, His Holiness says mass there again on rising. Prelates of his household, and some privileged persons, especially in- vited,’attend this mass. After mass he passes into the dining-room and partakes of a simple breakfast, con- sisting ‘of a small cup of coffee with a dry biscuit, which he dips into. the coffee. lThe work of the day then be- gins. And his day is regulated with clockwork precision. ‘He goes to his private libraryâ€"not the smaller one in his private apart; ment, but one on the lower floorâ€"and looks over his mail. At nine o’clock he receives his Cardinal Secretary of State, and the important matters conâ€" nected with the diplomatic and politi-. cal activities of the Holy See are gone into. These things take up the Pontifi’s time until eleveno’clock, at which hour he begins his daily series of private" servants. audiences. First to be received are may have to report on the business peculiar to their respective offices and ness again engages in prayer. Therm sense of‘ 1va‘te (liningtroom. I I Each pilgrim is then givenl which very often the He then returns to his own apart- ments and dinner is served in his pri-, The Pope: always} partake of their meals alone. The, principal meal of the day consists of‘ soup, a little fish or meat with vouch, tables, and either cheese or fruit. folâ€"I lowed by a small cup of coffee. Pius! XI. drinks a small glass of white wingi- occasionally l > When then is a solemn function of, sanctification, the Pope goes surrouan- ed by his Court to St. Peter's basilica: in the morning. When n boatilication.: he~gocs in the late afternoon. after the cere'monial has taken pliice. anvli venerate's the newly bvz-atificd. ' Occa-i sionally, His Holiness himself celeâ€"f braves mass in St. PeterTs‘, in the' presence of thousands of pilgriviw nmll distributes communion to a (m: min number thereof. In very hot \‘«'“‘.‘.i)l€"l‘, he receives pilgrims in one of tbs spa-I clous courts of the Vatican. I Dinner over, His. Holiness again: goes into his pe‘sonul library, lo 1k: atvi . a newspaper or a review, writes somc ‘ . I strictly personal letters, exchanges a. fcw words \Vl'n his two secret chem-I, berlains on duty for the week, win act, aci- private 5‘: :rctaiies, and sits it: all f' arm-chair f)" half an hour. Bu. ii-c hardly ever seeps during the day.” . r) LISTENING To “10' . {drummer in the British Army. W'i-th h At half‘past four to the minute my: . -___ _.__ Pope takes his daily walk or drive in l the Vatican gardens. The gardens are‘ DOES a Horse Have 81.582156 1, of Humor? <' the Pope’s only recreation ground. After exactly an hour in the garâ€"4 dens, the Pope returns to the palace] , and begins his audiences again. They?a sense 0f .humor' BUt I ,find i . last until sevenw AS soon as they aTellhorses are like humans to this extent: over, he proceeds to his private chapel {In a herd of say a dozen horses you and recites the rosary with his two ‘will find a dozen different dispositions. secret chamberlains and two personall In every herd of say half a dozen Ior more there is the “teas-a”â€"~‘éi hbrse l -‘ . At night, after a supper yet more v_that wnl tease other horses for hours Ii_.them or kicking them now and, then, Inot really hard enough to injurethe other horses, but in somewhatj the or fish coursefiisdeft outâ€"His Yes, I think some horses I: I I those Cardinals resident in Rome who-frugal than the dinnerâ€"for the meat " at a time' "ibbiing at them, Chafing", Standing >I.‘; f. ct tire inches in his bare feet. Frank Clarke; aged 16, of ltho Irish Guards. Altlei'shot, is claimed to be by many inches the tallest im is shown the buglefr. f , . r., l I congregations; then Italian and forâ€"Rhestu'dies for. an hour 01' SO. and says. _ V ‘_ . ‘ ' _. Finally the boulder~strewh summit‘eign persmis of distinction in the mass after midnight. “01:18:53” “ho Just Eddies: ‘ church, and sometimes diplomatists‘ At last the long day is over and he; " pp ' . d. d b f ~ . t" t th retires , One instance which I now recall of aCCI‘e lte Y Olelg“ 00”" 1195 0 e. ‘ 1the sense of humor in a horse happenâ€"g Without change of air, through theied when I was a smail boy on the Ifarm. I was holding an. old'equine ,family friend .while my father trim-I ‘\ annoyed, Wilbur Mason held the paper in~ihakirciig fitzgeirs.T}He cou]§,was reached and a surprising sight “0 seem 0 “n ers n ' env Wit ,greeted him. In a depression before IPJarse demands, he tried to wring inâ€" l him was at tiny but perfect valley; at formation from Hild but II b VHOIY See- a' a s 6‘ ~ ' ' ' ' v - I But for ordinarv business such di â€", most opp‘essively hot weeks ofisum- could tell him was that “the Missus" gughmg Sprmg themed mto a Crlst‘ll.‘ ~ P . ‘ ' stream; on a rich bluegrass pasture , lomatists are received by the Cardinal mer when Rome is SWept by the damp, \ . had given her the letter and left early I grazed-a long-eared burro and a sleek that afternoon’ dnvmg the “it‘s cm lJersey cow. Nestling against the hill‘ :nghdxiaihzeego§ell;:: Ziaiipxlilfimwas a log cabin and near it what had; I " I, _ (evidently been a small garden. Hell way“. . . . . . stared about him in wonderment and:> Flingmg himse.f into his powerfullthen saw that which set his heart, Wild?“ Mison toffk "pvthe §?aseMAt ‘ pounding so that his breath came thicki '11 on" a ew ml es allay’ ‘ rs’ a". and fastâ€"a womanâ€"standing in the; son had been se n driv' ' l' - - a 6 mg lens’ureyrcabm’s door. a woman whose imagei thr°“gh town- The big machine mammal not left his mind for long, “mew or five he extends his hand for the kiss he delights in the concerts which he ed in pursuit for a hundred miles but months. ‘ A moment later Mason was, 3 ’ ‘ break into Joyful halloing as Marâ€", “light Wlth Whlte and haggafd fu?‘ garet Mason moved slowly forward to Wn-bur Mason drove up to his sons_meet him They stared, wideâ€"eyed, each at the3 home to break the news, it was to dmit han f cedl th t M h -’ a 5 ‘6 a y a at er Ma other. In the months of separation son had gone out of his life. I All gentle sympathy, Marian Mason begged her fatherâ€"inâ€"law not to worry. "Never fear, Father! She’ll takg: care of herself. And remember she says she will come back if . . .” Mar- ion said. But memory was sharply recounting to Wilbur Mason the many quiet requests that; heshad denied. Nor away from both. The brown of his wife's face matched the bronze of his? own. Each exclaimed over the radiant appearance of the other. “Being out, doors isn’t just everything, dear,” said Mason, after the breathless greetings were over. “It takes more than sun1 did anyone know so well as he the in- “pd wind ,' ' ‘ l’ve missed you' Mar"; g'ie, but Ive timed to find the thingsi domitable will and clear-cut thought . , , . of the mistress of Green Hills. How,l i0“ Sfld Id, 1,?5t‘.’ He had “0t calledi could he meet‘ that “if”â€"-at his. age?’ '31. I Marge 51"“ the homymoon, “God help us!” 'said Wilbur Mason, days“ I, and breaking dowfi" he wept. There was nbidingofi‘ection in Mar-i The stricken man could not be pre-, gm'et Mason's eyes- “1 Was just Comâ€" vailed upon. to make his home with‘ mg home," She said 80ft}! "1 kneW. the young folks and, as his widowed.that you had been Raking happiness-i father befgre . him, the master of: A week more' and I’d have been back Green Hills reigned in the big oldlagam- Maria“ has tOId me- house in. Solitary ‘state. to the cabinâ€"I want'you to see . . .” John‘Mason Was asmuch at loss Within the cabin-we_re.'walls fesâ€"l as to his-mother’s whereabout as was I toonéd with ferns andfli'ii‘dss and-rang-l his father. So far as Green Hills'ed upon a shelf, book upon book filled; Farms and the community were conâ€"I with. pressed flowers, mute tribute to: cerned, Margaret Mason was gone. it flowerâ€"lover's work and a botanist’s‘ There was more than a nine-dayiknomedge- I, sensation in Elm Ridge township. Thel “And here is my r'eal accomplishâ€"l garrulous Hildatook keen enjoyment l ment," announced the happy woman in tel-ling bf the “goings on" of the as she placed 'in the hands of her husâ€", master and dropped many a dark hint band a bulky manuscript. “Flora of out of her own imagination, of do- Green Hills Farms." rend Wilbur Ma-l mestic infelicity. (‘url'ent rumor had son. and as he turned the pages writâ€" it that Margaret, Mason had left li(=1"ten in his wife's clear hand, came realâ€"l husband in anger. never to return..i'/.ation that here was no work of a' Smarting under the lash of gossip,[rioyice but a scholarly assemblage of W'ilbur Mason stayed more and more facts which would win a name for the at home. to drive the farm work with writer in the World of people who untiring‘ energy. His daughters add-f work with mind as wel as muscle. I 9d to his "13913"be “film's filled With They sat down to talk as mth “Lllei “allth I‘L’lWOi'ICIWS 3" the." dommmed youngr master" and \\'III.~OIII(“ tenant, to know the “'31 It‘ll-“0” “'h." their, girl had shared their dreams and enU “miller had RUN“ 3W3.“ Ithusiasms. Rippling and musical came As the days had passed, the lonely“ the laugh of Margmct Mason as she master of Green Hills came to haveltold why she had urged purchase of added raped and affection for thejthe rouin hill, farm. "You see," she‘ wife of his son. With the deft touchj said. “I discovered this tiny valley; that only an intelligent woman canfwhen I Was a ‘gypsy‘ years ago. I; she kept the great house homeâ€"I kept the secret close. I loved to think‘ lily. ind cndui'ablc. On one pleasantl there was a spot on the farm wherel day. as they were discussing the farm Romance might still be found. I alâ€"l (‘ud his daughter-in-lawI ways felt I'd have to run away someI rm-V r - I’ " ~ ~ (- u do â€"to wake When Marian . 7 . , ‘ its needs. secretary of State. with 31], Pope hot Sirocco winds from African des-.med his hoofs_ Pius is calm, courteous, and brief. Ierts, it is a marvel that Pope Pius, At one o’clock His Holiness takes a performing the superhuman work en- small glass of cordial and begins the tailed by the Holy Year,‘ robust. as he most tiring part of his arduous day’s is. keeps well. work. Accompanied by his Court, he' crosses the Throne Hall; the Ducal time allotted for studying is given to Hall, and the Royal Hall, where the “listening.” A British firm installed pilgrims await him. To every four a radio apparatus for the Pope, and? ing of the ring. _ Almost always the pilgrim throng, London, Paris, Berlin, often running to a thousand, some- European capitals. other came I shared my secretâ€"with her for ised that she Would look after you.I I knew she would keep it. i . “The month you thought Old Judi She pomted to a fine field glass. building the cabin. 'and the hoi'se 'house cat sat on the barn floor direct- ,ly in front of the horse, facing away . . Ifrom us, with its tail lying back along Latterly, of an evening. part of the]the floon Iflash of mischief came into his eyes. lhear: from Rome and Mnan fromIcarefully and touched the cat’s tail.‘ and 1 The cat jumped away, and if. a horse icould smile. I really believe that old, {horse smiled. , Itbe cat’s taileust touched it; gently.I “1 1 grown horses. We raised one colt that‘ , _ and life outdoors.'years had slipped‘ was away, he worked here for me, brought you 01056 that way, and manydiked to tear a rag. My father woreI Seamlh 0f glfts for these important. From the time I times so close I could almost have a ragged coat, and this colt would The trimming over still standing, our The old horse pricked up his ears, and it seemed to me that a He reached out a front foot very He didn't try to hurt. FOR BABY. I believe the humorous instinct Bill? it has been hard to Stay away”; crops out in colts more often than inI For the luaky 0”” Who boaSt " v . baby in‘ the family, and for those in personages, the “baby bunting” sleepâ€" left high school, I planned to study-touched your arm as you fished the follow him all over the barn lot, pu11-,1ns-bass pictured here will prove or- and write about the wonderful flowers streams! now?" “There‘s something in role, Wilbur, that calls for the outdoors. When you began to call me ‘old' I knew that,‘, Green Hills as he held her close. given a few Weeks in these bills, It u (The End.) could regain lost'youth. I knew, too,‘ __ I _ that engrossed in your work, you} never would awaken except by a real; shock. Had it not been for Marian hands,_inoisten a crust of bread with‘, I should not have hadthe courage to| vinegar and rub on the stains; or! do as I did. She believed it was vital-Igrease the hands with lard, and theni ly necessary for both of us. She promâ€"| wash with soap and water. My EII‘HIOO‘I has COme back, ing and tearing at the rags of his Fortune indem- and ferns of this part of the country.!ag‘ain. Tell me, Wilbur.” and her lips‘coat, and seemed to enjoy the fun! and smart “as anything” in fashion, That’s what I intended to do when.were tremulous, “am I ‘old' to youâ€" immensely. ‘ ‘your father told me I must ‘work.’ To remove fruit stains from the or hurt in his feelings.~M. 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