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.1 II ft Tfm Dayin History? Polish for Silver. THIS is the anniversary of' the acceptance of the crpwn of Mexico in 1864 by Maximilian, Archduke of Austria. He was a well-meaning man, who failed to see the impos sibility of his position. He was defated by the rebles and finally shot. His wife, Carldltai wen insane. . DLACB tfh&quantitepf whiting required in a saucer and add equal quantities of liquid ammonia, methylated spirts andh-watcr, To. this add a few drops of turpentine, and apply' irihclusual way. The addition of the turpentine gives a brighter polish with less labor. ! V imKESvl yyB 1 -1 By ROBERT W. CHAMBERS Rue Escapes From Brandes and Goes to the Stucjio of Jim Neeland, the Only One She Knows in Her - Souf of Need She Tells Her Story. stsopsis; Rnhannah Cutw, born In Trebtzond. anshter- of an American missionary. Bevertnd WUbour-Carew. accompanies her parents to their old .home la qay neld, Kew Toric State, alter the lather had bten crippled by a Mohammedan fanatic Her favorite amusement U playing- -with the wonder box of the late Herr Conrad WUner. a few paces of whose diary are always" read, by her father or mother to her as a bedtime story. The box contains , treasures with which Rue plays and finds ab sorbing; Interest, She learns from the diary that "Winer saw the box belns dropped from a yacht In th Bosphor us and fished It up wltb-Xh body of a beautiful girl sewn In a sack. Wllner. as an agent of the German rovenrment, makes plans for fortifying; GalUpoIU The duplicates of these are stolen and he, sets -evidence that the Turks seclc his life. H -elves the box to Hev. Hr. Carew for safe keep ing, with Instructions to send the plans to Berlin In cafethe is killed. He U stoned to death, .but Mr. Carew keeps the papers. -.-.;-- The child .Hftplrfys. - talent for drawlnsr- She learns she is, to cet a leiracy of ?6,0fr0 upon her marriage. Rue mee,ts Jim Neeland. a younc i artist, and likes him, Eddie Brandes, gambler,, and his pal Stull meet Rue arid the firmer is smitten by her beauty. Stull falls to dissuade hlatffrtnv WUlnfc In love. Bra&det jlkrteRnfe through fake ceremony. Jj3 -''.- An in her jfara stljl sounded' the other - voice th.nerr4&leWQx&3--9.f the woman who'hi&ucKJblnt an uriteadj utoreafdtce5cbu.Blne him: and-her brain -'throbbed5 with the horrible repetition: "Dirty dog dirty dog dirty dog- " untU, almost out of her mind, jshe drop ped her bag and clapped both hands over her-ears.- XtanatBg From Specter. One or two men stared at her. A taxi driver canie.fjom beside, his car and asked her if' she was ill. But she caught upher suitcase and hurried on without answering. She was very tired. She had come to the end of the lighted .avenue. There was darkness -ahead, a. wall, trees, and" electric lights sparkling .among the foliage. Perhaps the sudden glimpse of a wide and star-set sky quieted her,' calmed her. Freed suddenly from the canon of the-cityV streets, the. unreasoning panic off a trapped thing subsided.. a little. Her arm ached; she shifted- the suitcase to her other hand, and looked across at the trees and at the high stars above, striving des perately for self-command. Something had to be done. She must find some place where she. eoulcr".sit dorai.-Whero was she to find it? & For a Heshe could fcel- her Urabs tremblingrUut gradually the heavy thudding of her pulses quiet-" ed; nobody molested- her; nobody had followed her. i -That she was quite lost did not matter;, she had also loft this mae)W.ht had dented hr. That was all. that mattered escape from him. from :the' terrible woman who .iiad' struck and" -reviled bJnr With an effort she checked her Cures Effected By By Brice Belden, M. D. DAMAGE done by overwork is far less common than that of underwork, yet it is- the commonest. thin,g in the world to hear nervous, people who actually need wholesome 'labor to; .set them right complain of overwork. These persons are taken seriously when the ludicroQsness of their' excuse ought to bo obvious- This is not to deny that they really have symp toms; they have the symptoms, of course, but they are wrong about the cause.' It 1b not the labor of the factory worker that injures his health, but the" combination of defective ven tilation and improper or insuffi cient food; or the breakdown, may be due some infection; or physical blight may be brought about by some morbid emotional disturb ance which constantly weighs down the heart. The lack of wholesome emotion al life on the other hand breaks ' down many people,- and we then hear them spoken of. very often, as victims of overwork. This emo tional starvation lias to do with lack of sympathy or love, or their non-expression by those who though served devotedly never give tangible signs of their apprecia tion. Insufficient recreation, absence of pleasure and lack of wholesome food are constantly causing disease which is blamed upon overwork. Under such conditions any work at all seems onerous and. injurious. Now, poor methods of work, or the wrong sort of work, or monot onous work, or work that you do not and cannot love, will not prevent the leakage -of nervous forces, ba cause harmful emotions come into play in such circumstances. Work dono under the influence of Impa tience, worry, and feat does one no good. It is a surprise . to some nervous patients to be told that their chances of recovery depend upon their ability to take up some work without frietfon and worry. The sanatoria -where" formerly nervous, ftvagajfvfere given, the rest cure ire, -being -radiia.' ' up planted by stations where ti-.umo kind of .patients-are .taught i .v to increase their strength and regain their bealpTi)ysu,kab!e work. There, is, of course, a type of neu rasthenic who,- requires .the rest cure,but even-he will never adjust properly to? -lifo'e' .'dejh'ands unless his energies "are developed by ex ercise and' tbQn, 'suitably harnessed. It Is the- fine parts' of work and play that: keep f us healthy and bajny. ,- Work DARK thoughts and struggled for self command. Somewhere in the city there must be a railroad station from which a train would take her home. With the thought came the des perate longing for flight, and a rush of tears that 'almost choked her. Nothing mattered now except her mother's" arms; the rest was a nightmare, the horror of a dream which still threatened, still clutched at her with shadowy and spectral menace. Fighting for Sclr-Comtrol. For a moment or two she stood there on the curb, her eyes closed, fighting for self-control, forcing, her disorganized brain to duty. Somebody must help her to find a raMroad station and a train. That gradually became clear to her. But when she realized that, a young man sauntered up beside her and looked at her so intent'r that her calmness gave way and she turned her head sharply to conceal the starting tears. ' "Hello, girlie." he said. "Got any thin' on tonight?" With- head averted,- .she stood there, rigid,, dumb, her tear drenched eyes fixed, on. the park; and ailerne-'br'-tw",o. jocose ob-servatltt-theyoung man became discouraged and went away. But he hid thrust, the fear "of strangers deep into her heart; and now. she dared not ask any man for informa tion. However, when two young women p'asscd she found sufficient courage. to. accpst .theraasking the direction. of the -railroad station from which trains departed for Gayfield. .,-i-, The women, who were young and .brightly colored. .iJUPlumage. dis played a sympathetic Interest at once. "Gayfield?" repeated the blonder of the: two. "Gee.- dearie, I never heard -of-thatJ place."- . - "Is It en Long Island?" Inquired the other. J VNo.. It is In Mohawk county." r that's a, new one, too. Mohawk county? Never heard of it, did y0u5jA.il?" r """Search me!" - ?"Is it.'up-State, .dearie?" asked the other. "Yori better go over to Madison .avenue and take a car to the Grand Central v "Wait," interruptet. her friend; "she better take a taxi " "Nix on a taxi you pick up on Sixth avenue"' And to Rue, cu '. r iously .sympathetic ; .. rSay,. you've got friends her e, .haven't, you, little one?' "- "No;" "What! You don't know anyone in fievr York!" - - -. Rue looked at her "dumbly: then, 1- of a sudden, she rcmemberea Jee- :and. ;. Jif n .Roe Remember AwAeaiieaitance. " "Yesi" slie said, 'TTcnow one per son." "Where docs your friend live?" ' In -her reticule was- the paper on -which he had written the address of tffe Art Student's League, and. -as an afterthought, his owte ad dres:.i ' f- f ' Rue lifted Hfevblue slikibag, open ed it,.Xopk out ber-purse and found .lhe.pa"pr. ..., - -.." - 'OnV Jiundred -, ftn'd-. Six. West "Frfty-fiftl street?' "she read; Stu-dio-?Jo. 10." "Why, that isn't, far!" said the blonder of the Wo. "We are going thatiway. We'll tako you there." 1 don't know I don't know him very well " '"Is-ft a man?" "Ytf. tHa 'names' front my town, Gayfield." . " .-.'.' '"OhT Iguess that's" all right," said .the other, -woman, laughing. "You got to be leery of these men", little one.' Come on; we'll show, you.' Tt was nly four blocks; Ruhannah presently found herself on the steps of a house from which dangled a sign, "Studios and .Bachelor Apartments to Let." "What's his name?" said the worr. an addressed as Lil. "Mr. Neeland." By the light of the vestibule lantern they inspected the letter boxBB. found Nceland's name, and pushed the electric button. After a few seconds the door clicked and opened. "Now." you're all right!"' said Lil. jeering into the lighted hallway. "It's on the fourth floor and there Isn't ahy elevator that I can see, so you keep on going upstairs till your friend meets you." "Thank you so much for your great kindness " Rue Encounters Neeland. "Don't mention it. Good luck, dearie!" The door clicked behind her. at.i Rue found herself alone. Che stairs, flanked by a massivo balustrade of some dark, polished wood, ascended in spirals by a shoit series of flights and landings. Twice she rested, her knees almost giving way, -for the climb upward seemed interminable. But at last, jus: above her, she saw a skylight and a great stair window giving on a court; and, as she toiled up an-1 sto'od clinging, breathless, to the banisters on the top landing, out of an open door stepped Neeland's shadowy figure, dark against Ine hall light behind him. "For heaven's sake!" he said. "What on earth " The." suitcase fell from, her nerve less hand; she swayed a little where sh stood. The next moment he had passed his arm around her, and was half leading, half carrying her through a short hallway Into a big, bril liantly lighted studio. CHAPTER XII. A Life Line. She had told him her story from boginning to end, as far as she her self comprehended it. She was lying sideways now, in the depths of a large armchair, her cheei STAR n cushioned on the upholstered wings. Her hat. with its cheap blue en amel pins sticking in the crown, lay on his desk; her hair, partly loosened, shadowed a young faca grown pinched with weariness; and the reaction from shock was al ready making her gray eyes heavy and edging the under lids with bluish shadows. She had not come there with the Intention of telling him anything. All she had wanted was a place in which, to .rest, a glass of water, and somebody to help her find the train to Gayfield. She told him this; re mained reticent under his question ing; finally turned her haggard face to the chairback 2nd refused to an swer. For an hour or more she remains? obstinately dumb, motionless excep for the uncontrollable trembling of her body; he brought hef a glass of water, sat watching her at inter vals; rose-once or twice to pace the studio,, his well-shaped head bent, his bands clasped behind his back, always returning to. the ' corner chair before tKe desk to sit there,, eyeing Jier . askance, waiting for some decision. But It was not the recurrent waves of terror,, ths eyer:late.nt fear of Brandes, or.even'her-appal' ling loneliness that brke-her down, it was sheer fatigue nature'- merciless third degree under -which mental and physical resolu tion disintegrated went all to pieces. t And when -at length she finally succeeded in reconquering self-possession, she- had' already stammered out answers to his gently persua sive questions liad, told -him .enough to start the fuller confession to which he listened in utter silence. . v . : -Hnd Told Him All. And now she had told him every thing, as fan. as. she understod the situation. She lay side Ways, deep in the armchair, tired, yet vaguely conscious -that sheyas .. resting mind ahdlbody, ary" tba calm'was. gradualljryossessihff'?the xmev-and the nerves of the other were grow ing quiet. ,. Listlessly her gray -eyes wander ed around the big studio where shadowy and strangely beautiful but incomprehensible things - met her gaze, like iridescent, indefinite objects seen in .dreams. These radiantly unreal splendors were only Ne'fefahd'srTeJected acad emy pictures and studies; a few cheap Japanese hangin.gsr;-' cheaper Nippon porcelains, and several shaky, broken-down antiques pick ed up for a song here, and-there. All the trash and truck and dust and junk characteristic of the conven tional artist's habitation were there. , . (TO BE CONTINUED TOMQJJXbT Puss in Boots Jr. By David ,Cory., PUSS JUNJORT and. his": merry comrades jogged along on their Journey of adventure. The sky was bright and the wind fresh and bracing. Every one was in good spirits, except the Pig With out a Wig. who. for some reasonor another, was cross. He kept a good distance behind,- and even when Puss reined In his Good Gray Horse Mr. Pig ragged ln the; rear. . "What is the--matter with our bald-headed . friend? asked Tom Thumb. "Don't know," replied Pus. "He doesn't act very sociable. I must say. Perhaps he doesn't like little Dog Buff." Well, pretty soon 'Puss turned around in his saddle and, to his surprise, he saw Mr. Pig stop Be fore a barber shop. And then ji a high squeaky voice Mr. Pig said: "Barber, barber,, shave a pig; How many hairs will make a wig? Four and twenty, that's enough. Give the barber a pinch of snuff." "Poor old piggie wants a wig gie," said Tom Thumb. "That's the reason he's been so cross all way. I hope he gets one." "Well, we'd better wait for him." said Puss. "If we don't, he'll nover catch up." So our two small heroes dismounted and hitched the Good Gray Horse to a post. Buff jumped about, barking with delight, and the Robin sang a song. "All of us here are in jolly good cheer," cried Tom Thumb. "I hopo when Mr. Pip has got his wig he'll be so glad he'll dance a jig." "Thomas Thumb, the smallest poet that ever rhymed." cried Puss. "Bow-wow." said Buff. "Tra-la, tra-la!" sang the Robin. "No traveling bands allowed!" cried a big policeman all of a sud den. "Officer, we were not playing," said Puss Junior. "We were mere ly expressing our delight at being in so beautiful a village. Wc will cease to prai?o it in song, however, if you so command," and with a bow Puss Junior ended his speech. Tho officer didn't know what to say. Such eloquence from a enft In tall boots was too much tor him. "My good officer, cnimcd in Tom Thumb, "I am from the Court of King Arthur, where law andordor is foremost. Let me say tKAt you are doing your duty nobly. May I ask you to do us a favor In yon der barber shop sits a PlrWithoui a Wig. Will you kind! tell flic barber to hurry and shae him, for wo cannot wait much longer In your pretty village." And In the next stori' you shall hear what happened affter that., (Copyright. 1919. Daiid Co;y.) To, lie Continued. A Banker :f of WojMlig Girls Miss Anne Morgan ' Turns Her Knowledge to Practical Advantage t E I SSiSBBBBBBBBBSBBBBBB9ffiBBBBnlrlBBBSBBBSBlB9BQRPlBBMlSSSBBK ' t 'HSwSBSaSSBSBVwiSaBBBBSBBBBBBBBBSBBBBBBBBBBBBKl' x 1 )f !LslllllBtBlsSM3K3HlB8r,iisMlnWsTlLsslBiwf' ?3 S "$' 'i' 9nKUMttKEIBxSB!i&a&i: v.iSbsisBp gflF - Si?' Photo by Underwood & Underwood- M1 ISS ANNE MORGAN, though the Jdaughler of a multi milllo'haire, is an RdvdtJatoV ' of economy. She is the vicep.resjr.'j dent of tho Vacation .SrtvlngB-'bureau, which has established 3; re markable record for economy. Due to Miss Morgan's advice, 8.000 working girls of New York have a bank account of $75,000. "Money is one kind, of power," Mls3 t Morgan has repeated to them so often that they have acquired the habit of thrift. It was Miss Morgan's plan to do the banking business for these girls. "No bank in Hew York will open a checking account for less For the Easter Bonnet SOME PRACTICAL ' By ita Stuyvesant. " lAi'KKtlmo ia bonnet time and what little girl under four teen does not love the thrill of a new hat! The new bonnets this season arc indeed lovely, for they combine bewitching styles with juvenile charm ho essential to youthful millinery. If you cannot overlook" the aspect of economy and who can these days? you can make a becoming bonnet at home for your small daughter that is sure to delight lier. A bit of straw and a bit of silk and a few pretty flowers or fruits will contribute to a smart Easter bonnet. A hat that wa.s greatly admlrca at a children's bazaar recently for its charming simplicity was of milan straw and turquoise blue taf feta. It suggested a clever way, of remaking a straw hat that was faded. A good-sized mushroom shape was chosen and the crown was carefully covered in two parts with the taffeta. Dark red cher ries were strung all around' with loops of black velvet ribbon hang ing down at the buck. The little girl under- ten will adore a quaint poke bonnet of fine net and dainty rosebuds. The net was ecru and closely plaited about the crown. Two bands of narrow satin ribbon were drawn around the crown, pluced about an inch apart, and held to hold the plaits flat. Dainty frills of fine lace cov ered the short poke brim, and. tho under side was faced with sea-shell pink satin. Exquisite pink silk roses and ribbon streamers gave the finishing smartness to this pretty juvenile bonnet. Girls in that delightful age known as the teens will find a tai lored linen hat unusually becoming. Any shape, whether mushroom, poke or straight sailor, will lend It self agreeably to thin type of hat. Perhaps a shape from last year that you found particularly pleas ing may be re-covered in linen for smart spring wear. Canary colored linen was used for a good-looking' hat recently dis played in a smart children's shop. It suggested the mushroom shapu without being too pronounced, and showed a rather soft brown. Tho unusual feature about thin hat that .stamped It exclusive was the white .braidlug on the crown, hand done, than S-'UOl"1 she said to them. "The savings 'b"arik. will accept opening accounts of lajrfollar or five dollars, but you might have to -give notice before withdrawal. If you had sudden" "need of the money, as in case of illness or death in the family, that would be Inconvenient. Besides, you would leso the Interest of the preceding three months." Therefore, tho Vacation Savings Bureau is the banker for the girls. A banker's daughter, who might have led a wool-wrapped, silk draped existence, was Intelligent enough and interested enough to learn the fundamentals of busi ness, and has turned them to good account for others. HOME SUGGESTIONS -and- the clever touch of. syrup brown velvet ribbon lending its tai lored smartness to. the crown. For sports wear this model might be developed in pumpkin colored linen, lavender, lettuce green, bright carrot color, or any of the lovely apricot .shades that arc so popular this year. I The braiding is very simple to do. and is both a novel and economical trimming. Cotton coronation braid is favored, and combines pleasingly with the linen. With Easter not so far off. it is well to get your bonnet started early, so there will be no last-minute rushing to spoil the joy on Eas ter morn of donning something one , knows is well made. DO YOU KNOW THAT- Three-quarters of the world's sup ply of oil Is said to come from Spain. In Cuba tobacco is planted, grown and gathered in ninety days. Workmen in Japan wear on their caps an inscription stating their business and their employer's name. The third finger on the left hand on which the engagement and wed ding ring nre worn js anatomically the weakest of the ten. In olden times ivy bushes used to be hung over the doors of taverns as signboards, because the plant w:is sacred to Bacchus, the god of wine. One of the curious customs of the nobles of Annam is to permit their nails to grow pMremelj long. The result Is that the hands of these Oriental aristocrats are nearly use less for any practical purposes. At wrestling and fencing matches in Japan "the umpire always uses a large fan. and the various motions of this fan constitute a language which the contestants understand rcrfcrUy. and to which they pay prompt attention. The servant girl has n flat fan niaie of rough paper to blow the charcoal tires with, or which she uses as a dust pan. When a Girl Marries mn&Suh Anne Discovers That Betty's in Town; and Will Go With Her and Norreys, and Also Asks Herself Some Questions , By AnnLisIe. . u -'CHAlTOIl' CVUU T-OR long minutes after I had" H told Mr. Norreys that I would Invite mv "chum" to join us at the dinner where we planned to discuss his endowment fund or the canteen! I stood Inactive, -frozen in to helplessness. "Wh6 was there for me to ask? A woman chain, Indeed! I hadn't evett & woman friend, much less an Intlmite. Evvy .and Jim's sisters, the nearest approach to women on whom I had some semblance of a right to count, were busy. I couldn't reach them if I tried. Since my marriage I had drifted away from 'the women of ray busi ness life. Hodtdn't even know If Kate Casseh of Hald.ane's. was liv ing at her old' address. I tried It Yes, Miss Cassel Hvd there, but she 'was out. Wearily . I left my name, knowing tho while that it probably didn't mean a thing to Kate Caksekany more. What was I to do? Mr. Norreys J had told me chivalrously and deli cately, without really putting it Into words, that he wouldn't'dream of inviting another man's wife to dine with hint alone and- unchaper oned. Ho knew the world. Ho un derstood what it would say on see ing an employer with the wife of one of the men who worked for him. I myself wouldn't ordinarily contemplate anything in such bad taste as dining' out with another man. But IvhaQ, however, taken tea. The Rhyming 0ptimist By Aline LEchaelis OH, have you ever been per plexed with woes and cares a score "tl every thought with grief was vexed and you could bear no more? Have all your offspring had the mumps in one dtear, dismal ..week, and have you suffered from the dumps when wlfle" wouldn't speak? Or have "you felt, with Easter near, the maddening depths of woe when daughter said! "My hat's a dear for- twenty, don't you know?" No matter what your case may be, however far from hope, take It to friends or family; they'll all give you straight dope. Aunt Jane, the placid spinster sweet,,will give you poker tips, and tell just how the game to beat and where to place the chips. Irene, who's in eighth grade at school, will teach of suif 'ahd star and ell why rulers shouldn't rule, where Uig and Oban are. Get needed aid from. Blllle Moore on how. success to win; he still holds forth at Jones' store, his wifo takes wish ing In. Do not despair howe'er ob scure and dark your cares may loom: take them to anyone, 'tis sure they'll .have, a. "cure for gloom. Much has been said and sung, I know, of how each thing costs more,, how eats and clothes still higher go and rents and haircuts soar: yet, in the general skyward trend, one, thing alono is free, there is no danger of an end to this commodity. Some ingrates sing an Dad Will Have to Stop Putting Cigarette Stubs in the Pots Since Ma Started Wrapping Them By FONTAINE FOX L : L : - alono with Pat Dalton for Vir ginia. Why wasn't it exactly as "all right" for me to tako dinner with Mr. Norreys for the Can teen? A Possible CaatvanlaB, Dizzily I. went over these things In my mind, knowing even as 1 did so that I must find a- "woman chum," partly because I had told Mr. Norreys that I would, "and hfe wasn't the klnS of man to whom I would confess that I had been bluffing, partly because ray own .dignity demanded that J.im's wife guard the home-ties he seemed to value so lightly.. i Carlo tta Sturges? I couldn't ask her. I felt a repulsion for her. flamboyant red hair and conspicu ous clothes. And where Carlotta was concerned there was Virginia to consider! 1 was still too close to her reaction on finding out who It was with 'whom I had first met Pat. I could still bear" her saying: "Miss Sturgea? Not Carlotta Sturges?" No, Carlotta -Sturges was out of the question, f There wasn't, anyone else. I had no jother women friends no ac quaintance's feve"n. I was a lonely, unpopular w.oman. I had no friends. Then' I 'thought of Betty. I re membered the day I had called to her to help m.e select her house present Jim and I gave to. Virginia. How delighted 'Betty had been at my friendliness,- how she had warmed up to me, how generously she had followed' it up by making me promise that if ever I needed a unkind song, they doubt it worth the price, and say the world could rock along Without so much, advice. Undoubted Proof. An eminent pmist was about to give a recital in a large hall. As the audience was filing in a man staggered up to the door and pre sented a ticket. '"Ton cannot go in." said the official in charge; "you are not; in a fit condition." "DIdn't tX-'pay for 'my ticket?" asked the man. "Isn't it In order?" "It's all right," was the reply, "but you you are all wrong yoa are intoxi cated!" "IntoxicateS? Of course I'm intoxicated! If I -wasn't do you tbink I would come, to a piano re cital?" In General Use. - Inquisitive -old gentleman, 'to passing youth: "Why do you carry that umbrella? There' Is no rain, and the sun. is not shining?" '"I know." said - the jrouth; "but when it rains father wants the um brella, and when the sun shines .mother wants it, and so this is the only kind of weather I caa use it at alL"" Times Change. Susie Arabella hasn't a thought, for anything nowadays except her new car. She's perfectly in love with it! Hubert (sadly) Another case of man being displaced by machinery! ICopyrlsht, 1319. by in Wheeler Syndicate f rlendVI would, "turn to Betty B." I. heard my awn vofceirelying : "I'll turn to-BettyB. And though I don't deserve it at all, X know I'll flndherthere when I call. ;- But Betty wasn't fn to.wnv The very day after- Antheny Norreys' dinner she had left for as extended tour. There simply wasn't anyone I could ask to come with me. Tears of rage and mortification stood in my eyes, as I picked up the receiver to call Anthony Norreys 1 and. confess to him that I actually had no woman xnend. But when the' operator downstairs said "Nust ber, please." I found myself; giving a different number from what I had intended. Not Anthony Norreys' country place, but Betty Bryge apartment ia town." Aa. Appeal to Betty. And as I stood waiting with the black Cylinder pressed- to- ray ezr. I realized that I couldn't reack Mr. Norreys now, anyway, if had Sed tat least half an hoar in agitating myself and agonizing over say friendlessness. Mr. Nbireys bad said that he would call for me la an hour.' If he had spoken from his own place Noroton. as, nde,ed, I had ho assurance that he had dene he would still be gone4 from there by now since it was a full -forty-minute drive from Noroton to town. Suddenly over the buzzing wire came one clear sound miraculous Joy-giving sound. Betty's Voker "Betty Betty! Oh, how wder4 ful that you should be there." I cried, half sobbing- with the" ftllef of it and sure Jn my soul that no matter what her own plana, Betty "Bryce wouldn't fall me., .. 4 "Why, hello It's the MtUe lilac lady our Princess Anne!" she Bald. "You sound unhappy and glad all at .once, child. Not in trouble, are you? I'm home a fortnight ahead of ' schedule how did yoa knew what not another soul 'in the big city Is aware of?" "I guess it's because I need yotf so-, Betty, I called, you without exactly knowing I was going- to do it." "Maybe it was fate led yon," said Betty, and then after an instant's hesitation. "What can I do for you?", "Betty, there's a funny lene In your voice. Do you think Tm Jaat using you again like the time I asked you to have Virginia over for dinner? It isn't the same new. though I do need you tonight. I want you to take dinner with, An thony Norreys and me. Say you will Please don't refuse. There ; isn't another woman in New York jl caa count on uon't rerusef . Sharp- and crisp. Betty4 voice- - came" back over the phone: k "You sound ai If you did seed me Anne. But, why? West Jia, ' be with? us?" "No just Anthony Norreys and you and me. You'll come?" "Yes. I'll take a taxi and com straight over to you, Anne." But as Betty agreed and I hong up the'receiver. two unasked ques tions pulsed between us: From her: "Where's Jim? And why is his wife so anxious to dine with Anthony Norreys?" From me: "What are you doing back in the city two weeks ahead of schedule, Betty? And why doesn't Terry know you're here?" To Be CoatlaHed.) Plates Beneath the Flower in Crepe Paper. A .-: '-. t- s. -fc 3 .