her husband. "But I can't It's a
physical impossibility for me now,
because I've never said it I used to
try when I was a, boy and never
'Terhaps your father is' the same
way," answered Jean.
"Well, there seems to be nothing
we can do," said Tom. "But I won
der why he gave Jimmy that drum?"
He took it in his hands and as he
did so the glueing came apart The
drum parted; ont dropped the little
heap of old letters. Tom stared at
them speechlessly as the memory of
them came back to liim.
"What 'is this, dear?" asked his
wife. "Look! 'Dere father, I m sory
I sat on yore hat' "
"I wrote them," answered Tom
grimly. "I used to slip them in there.
I couldn't say it to his face."
"Why, they are all confessions,
Tom," said Jean. "And who wrote
this, 'Dear Tom, I am sorry for every
thing'?" Tom took the paper in his father's
writing and looked at it Gently he
laid it down. When Jean looked at
him she saw that his eyes were full
"I guess we were both the same
after all," he said.
"Tom, dearest "
"I'm going to him."
And, twenty minutes later Josiah
Spence, implacable, unswerving,
opened the door to see Tom and his
wife standing there together. He
controlled his emotion with a violent
effort and waited. But the words
died on Tom's hps. Then Jean
"He can't say it, but I can" she
said. "He's sorry. Tom, aren't you
"And you, father? Aren't you a
tiny little bit sorry?" she continued
"Sorry? For what, madam?" de
manded the old man.
Jean wasn't feazed. "Nevpr mind
your tongue just nod," she said. ,
' "You're both the same, you men.
Now aren't you a tiny bit sorry?'
"Not in the least," Josiah answered
and nodded. And with a -cry of
happiness Jean dre'w the two men's
- Jimmy is 9 now and he has almost
forgotten the days when his grand
father did not speak to him. They
are the best of friends and spend
hour together in the fields and coun
tryside. Then there are the happy
evenings by the fireside, jvhen grand
father tells wonderful stories of
Tom's childhood. On the wall hangs
the drum. It is cracked and broken;
but sometimes grandfather will take
it down and show Jimmy how Tom
used to march when he was a little
boy of his own age. '
v o o
WED TO CUT LIVING COST
New York, Dec. 9. New Yorkers
are marrying to reduce the cost of
Applications for marriage licenses
increased from 100 to 140 daily dur
ing the past month.
Here's the way Miss Rose Gold
stein, 20, explained how two could
live as cheaply as one a few minutes
before she became Mrs. David Rap
paporte: "I am paying $5 a week for board.
Dave is paying $7. We decided that
if we were married and both contin
ued working we could pool our inter
ests and beat the high cost of living.
"We can buy our groceries and I
can cook the meals for much less
than $12 a week. Then, too, we can
rent an apartment for what the two
of us are paying for rooms."
Patrick Scully, city clerk, admits
there has Keen tremendous increase
for marriage licenses, but does not
know if it is due to the high cost of
"It may be that or it may be that
the increase is due to the fact that
men are better able to support wives
his year than they were In 1915," he
says. "Men are getting better
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