before Mm, and Ishe threw herself
into her arms. "Steve! It is you,
"Netta!" The man's doubts dis
solved at the sight of her radiant
"Steve, my dear, how I have
longed for you! I have been work
ing as a stenographer, and the ba
bies you must see our babies why
didn't you write, Steve?"
"When she grew more coherent ex
planations followed. Steve's letters
had not been received perhaps the
mail was lost. Netta had not known
where to write him; all trace of him
had been lost when he went into the
interior. And the letters he had
sent to her address had not been for
warded. Many tenants had come
and gone before1 the old lady whom
Steve had seen, and the postoffice
does not always remember.
'Why, were you going away from
the house, Steve?" asked Netta.
"I was ashamed," he burst out. "I
saw our babies, Netta, and I thought
man hke me would drag' them
"Jim, dear," said Netta, "it is bet
ter to be a good man than a learned
one. But, please God, you are going
to be both, Jim, because I am making
good money, and you and I can live
as we want to live, and study to
Then he told her about the fortune.
SPRING SKIRTS LOSE FLARE
By Betty Brown
Today's news about skirts will be
welcomed with joy by most women.
Skirts have lost much of their
flare. The snring models are just
full enough to suit the average fig-i
ure and they are longer, and there
fore much more graceful than the
The spprts skirt pictured today is
of cotton corduroy. The double hem
and belt are decidedly smart.
The combination of two different
kinds of stripes in one costume, in
this casein the blouse and skjrt, Is
an arrangement which will be Nei
ther unusual nor extremethis spring.
Bit H 1 r, t- r
New Skirt Without Flare
o o - ,
Miss Harriet Martindale of West
Mentor, O., has kept her face con
cealed from the view of men for a
quarter, of a century, in 'pursuance
of a. ww.
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