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• SERIAL STORY $15 A WEEK BY LOUISE HOLMES CAST OF CHARACTERS ANN BROWN—Orphan daughter of a gambler, alone in an unfriend ly city. PAUL HAYDEN—Stock room boy with ambition. STEVE CLAYBOERNE — Weal thy playboy. CLARE BROOKS — Dime store counter girl. IRENE TEMPLE—Society debu tante. if. if * YESTERDAY: Ann makes it clear to Paul that she has no in tention of marrying him, and they agree on a movie date. Later she meets the other roomers in her new home of the girls, Florabelle. promises to arrange a date for Ann CHAPTER. X Clara, said, “This is o u r place, Ann. Come in and start living with me." Ann followed her into a small liv ing room. Worn carpet, sagging chairs, limp curtains, grimy walls : covered with pictures. Evidences, of Clara’s artistic attempts crowd ed the room. Artificial flowers, bla tantlv artificial, sprangled from cheap vases and bowls. The pic tures were garish and impossible. Little china dogs and cats and elephants littered the tables and window sills. A cot, covered with a pseudo-oriental rug, did duty its a davenport. Off the living room, was the kit chen. a small cupboard arrange ment with doors swung wide. Through a door in another wall, Ann glimpsed a bedroom. In spite of the atrocious color combinations, the place had a homey, pleasant air. "Isn't it nice?” Clara asked proud ly. “The furniture belongs to me. “When 11a divorced Pa and married Dave she gave me the stuff. Pa didn’t want it because he was marrying Rose and she had swell things.” "It's very nice,” Ann agreed, wondering what her little violet plant would think of the riotous atmosphere. Clara led the way to the bedroom. Ann's quick eye noticed that the bed was a good inch thicker than the one Ehe had left. Clara pulled back a curtain which hung from a shelf. "This is the closet. See—You can have half and two drawers in the dresser. Petty nice diggin's. don't you think?'' They were interrupted by a quick knock on the door. "It’s S a m,” Clara exclaimed, "my boy friend— the one I told you about.’’ She open-' ed the door to admit a big, loose jointed youth who looked most un comfortable in a necktie and ill fitting suit. “Hi, Sport,” Clara greeted him “Come here, Ann, and meet Sam Little. Little—” she laughed. “Isn’t that a name for him?" The young man awkwardly held out his hand and Ann put hers into it. His hand was huge, hard as a tabic- top. “How do you do,” she said. Clara bustled into her coat. “We’re going to the movies. Make yourself at home, Ann.” “I will.” She watched them as they went down the stairs. She saw Sam kiss | Clara at the turn. She stood there a moment thinking of Clara and: Sam. Were they in love? Was that: why they had kissed? Strangely enough, Ann had never been kissed. The reason was quite simple. There had been no opportu nity while she traveled from one end of the country to the other with Pete, always under the watch ful eye of her mother. And there had been no opportunity since. She thought of Paul Hayden with a quickening of the pulse. Perhaps he would kiss her some day. But no, he was afraid of girls, afraid that one of them might marry him. Ann sniffed. He. needn’t worry about her. She heard an impatient honk and Neddy and Teddy, one a definite repeat of the other, tripped down the stairs. * * * Ann went back to the bedroom. She put clean newspapers in the dresser drawers and carefully plac ed her few belongings in neat piles. Clara’s jumbled toilet articles had been moved to one side and she act out her jars and boxes, comb and powder puff. She got the wire hang frrirrt t,.. dresses and coats. A warm feeling of home enve loped her. The girls in the hall had been friendly. It was nice to know that Clara would come in later. She had a date for the next evening_ a date with Paul Hayden. Perhaps life had found her at last. She placed the silver spoons un der her nightdresses and carried the plates and iron to the kitchen. Here disorder reigned. Her fingers itched to get at it and she did a lit tle preparatory straightening. She’d buy shelf paper—only a dime—and a tough little scrub brush—a nickel at Clara’s store. “Mind if I come in?’’ It was Flora belle, still in the orchid draperies, still insolently smoking. "Mind? I should say not. Sit down.” Ann came from the kitchen and dropped to a chair, curling one foot under her. “God, I’m sleepy,” Florabelle groaned, throwing herself among the rainbow hued cushions on the ADVERTISEMENT EPILEPSY--EPILEPTICS! Detroit lady finds relief for hus band. She will tell you how. All let ters answered. Mrs. Geo. Dempster. Apt. G-37, 6900 W. Lafayette Blvd., Detroit, Mich. Cl J cot, stretching her long. lovely body. "Didn’t get in until 4 this morning.” “Gracious—I'm afraid I couldn’t work if I stayed out so late.” “It's all in getting used to it. I figure I won't always be young and I may as well make hay while the beauty lasts.’’ Ann could think of nothing to say. She thought, “You’re beauti ful but not so terribly young.” Florabelle said, “Guess y o u ! haven’t been arcund much, Ann." “No—well, in a way, yes. I've liv ed in almost every' city in the : United State. I’ve stayed in the best hotels and—” “Well, well—” Florabelle sat up. “Looks are certainly deceiving. I thought you’d come from Yahoo or somewhere. Not that you look like a hick. What are you doing in a dump like this? Lost your cun ning?” Ann flushed. “I traveled with my father. He died a. year ago. I’ve been on my own since.” “Oh, I see.” Florabelle got to her feet, yawning. “Come over and see where I hang out. She trailed across the hall and Ann followed. Stepping inside Florabelle's door, her eyes opened wide. * * * | The apartment, architecturally speaking, was like her own, but the furnishings were vastly different. The walls were pale yellow, the woodwork had been painted silver, the carpet was dove gray. Chrom ium glittered. There was a low davenport flank ed correctly by two overstuffed c-hairs and a coffee table with a glass top. Lamps and ash traps and pictures of men stood upon other tables. A radio, encased in acqua marine colored glass, hummed soft ly. The room was ornate, cheaply and fantastically modern. “It’s—it’s very lovely,” Ann said. “It'll do.' Florabelle pushed the bedroom door open and Ann receiv ed another shock. The bed was low and wide, it was soft and thick, a velvet cover fell to the floor. The dressing table, two small chests se- : parated by a shelf, stood below an immense, circular mirror. There was a gold brocade slipper chair ; and a wardrobe. The door of the! wardrobe stood open and Ann saw rows of gowns, shoes on a rack hats in transparent boxes. Beside the bed, on a chromium table, stood an ivory telephone. Floratelle opened another door and displayed a small bathroom. “Mrs. Foliet made this out of & closet," she yawned. “I had to have a private bath.” Somehow, the place shocked Ann. She said, because Florabelle expect- i ed her to be impressed, "It takes my breath away to find such a beautiful apartment on Mrs. Fol let's third floor." "Well—I just happen to be here.” Ann said, “I want lovely things some day.” “Why don't you have them?” * * * Ann’s eyes widened. “I can’t af ford them. I only make fifteen a week.” “it isn’t what you make. It's how you manage.” Ann looked dazed, "if you know the answer I wish you’d pass it on to me.” “Get rnen to give you what you want.” I don t know any rnen. Anyway, I wouldn’t—" “I said I’d fix you up.” i-lora belle looked Ann up and down, her eyes drowsy and speculative. “I went with a rich guy once,” she said. “He bought this stuff for me because he said I rioservr.n v.,.. fu! surroundings. Ho had the j iace redecorated and paid Mrs. Foilst to have the bathroom put in.” Ann looked at her new friend with faint suspicion. “Wasn’t that a great deal to accept from a man?” Florabelle started to laugh, then thought better of it. “We were to be married,” she said. “He was getting the place ready “or us." “And did something happen to him?” “Yes, something happened.” “Oh, I'm sorry." “You needn’s he.” The telephone tang and Florabelle hurried her guest out. “Come every lew min utes,” she said, Ann went back to the worn car pet and artificial flowers. .She sat down and thought for a long time. (To lie Continued) Colored Open Forum To Be Conducted Today A colored ope n forum will be held at the Chestnut Street Presby terian church this afternoon at ..MO o’clock and those Interested arc invited to attend of discussion will be, "The Negro and the Coming Elec tion." Discussion leaders will be E. M. Dutlcr, George Norman, and Wil liam Burnett. 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