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" When a Girl Marries"
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problem of a Girl Wife
(Copyright, 1919, Star Feature
Syndicate, Inc.)
"I can't take the Harrion place
■with me where I'm going," said Pat
and with the terror that brought to
my mind our visit drew to an end.
For he drove me politely home and
stood on the curb with head un
covered, bidding mo a formal fare
well I had to accept with a polite
speech of thanks for my lunch and
"As I said, I'll be North for a
week settling up some affairs and
then I'll be returning for a tew
days before taking my l° n S jour
ney. Please talk it over 'with Jim
and save me the deciding of , |
to do with the old place. It s P'aii
as my hand that Jeanie wont
have it. But no Harrison can pa>
me for the old homestead, bo.
Jim won't have it, either, it might
do as my gift to Neal and Phoebe
on their wedding day." „ ,
"Keep it in your own name, i
cried, in a voice I struggled
make low and calm.
rather it stood that way. It ma
us know you're one of us. it mnu.
> °Pat°ran his hand nervously across
his gray hair in the old familiar
way and flung up his head as ne
lifted his hat high in the gesture
of farewell preparatory to putting
it on again. ~
"It binds me to you all —you Har
risons," he said lightly, but with
an undercurrent of bitterness.
"That's just what we can't have
what we can't have, * Sister Anne.
No, I'll transfer it. I can't take it ;
with me." , I
The taxi swallowed him up ana
1 was left on the curb, gazing after
hint in fear and helplessness. In
another moment I had hurried ihto
the building and up to my a P a, J
ment, where I called Jim over the
telephone. I fully intended to offer
to call for him in my little car in
spite of the pain which running i'
caused my sprained angle. But 1
didn't care how I got Jim home
the point was to get him here at
once. I felt a terrible need of him
and his strength to lean on.
Jim, however, had left the office
half an hour before.
"Is he coming back?" I asked.
"I couldn't say," replied the oper
ator. "I'll let you speak to Miss
Nevins, his secretary."
"Miss Nevins. this is Mrs. Harri
son," I said a minute later. "Did
Mr. Harrison leave any word?"
"No, Mrs. Harrison." replied MisF
Nevins, with smooth suavity which
made me wonder if she thought I
was spying on my husband. "He
left no word."
"Do you know where he went?
I persisted, almost in spite of my
"I'm sorry, but he didn't say.
"The operator said it was about
half an hour ago. Do you know if
he's coming home or gone to keep
a business appointment?"
"Im sorry, but I can't say.'
As Miss Nevins repeated her for
mula I wanted to scream —anything
to ruffle the indifferent repose that
was so unaware of my terrible
As I hung up the receive a wave
of helplessness swept over me. How
completely shut out I was from
Jim's life, after all! Miss Nevins
might know of his plans and still
think it for his best interests not
to tell me over an open wire. She
knows more of his work than T do.
After a minutes I managed to
laugh at myself. I can't conceiv
ably be jealous of Miss Nevins, a
tall, angular person of about forty,
to whom investments and reports
thereon are far more precious than
any of the soft, feminine things
that make women alluring. But I
can't help being jealous of the com
munity of interest that binds this
spectacled spinster to Jim and
make her judge it best to shut me
out. And just when I need him
so much.
With a feeling half-helplessnes.
half-hysteria, I ripped off my hat
and dress and flung myself down on
the chaise longue. But I couldn't
relax. Many things whirled through
my mind. Pat and fears I enter
tained for him. Daisy and my
struggle to help her. Jim and my
growing need for him—not matched
by his need for me. ' I must have
dozed off just about as I got to the
uttermost depths of the blues, for a
butterfly's wing brushing my fore
head semed to awaken me - I
opened my eyes to see Jim grinning
at me adorably. Then all in a flash
I was wide awake —remembering. I
leaped to my feet and caught Jim
to me desperately. I
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"I've needed you so!" I cried.
"Books like it," laughed Jim,
catching my arms from about his
neck and drawing them around
where he could kiss each in turn.
"Consumed by your longing for me.
you went peacefully to sleep, didn't
you. Pussy?"
"Worn out by It," I replied with
a twinkle.
"You darling!" cried Jim, flinging
himself down on the couch and
drawing me close.
* But I pushed him away and in a
torrent of words blurted out my con
versation with Pat. Of the fears il
had given rise to in my brain. 1
said no -word. I was determined to
have Jim's opinion uncolored by any
suggestions from me.
When I had quite finished Jim
looked at me strangely. Then he
got up and stood staring' at me
thoughtfully. After a minute he
said a queer thing.
"Are you sure you've told it all to
me without any reservation, Anne? ,
Are you sure you want me to handle
this? Have you given me the whole
story, every hit of it? Think well
dear. Are you sure you trust me
fully and entirely? Do you need
me, dear?"
(To Be Continued)
Philadelphia, Oct. 9.—At least ten
more arrests will result from the
transactions that led to the collapse
of the North Penn Bank with a
shortage of more than $2,000,000.
An authoritative statement to that
effect was made yesterday.
Several of the impending prose
cutions are understood to he pre
dicated on the detailed confession
made by Elwood H. Strang, former
paying teller of the institution, last
Friday. Some are said to Involve
people heretofore not mentioned in
connection with the scandal.
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v < place i —--
Little Talks by
Beatrice Fairfax
"Every time I pick up a paper,"
moaned Mazie, "I read about some
poor soul who, like me, has appen
dicitis. It seems as if I couldn't
get way from it. I didn't know
there were as many sick folks in
the world as there are just suffering
from my trouble."
"Did you notice the prevalence
of the troublesome appendix among
humans before you were one of the
afflicted?" I asked with a mental
twinkle I just managed to keep out
of my eye.
"No, I didn't. That's the mean
part of it," replied my young
"Not the mean part. The nat
ural part," said I, trying not to
seem too superior. "Haven't you
noticed that when you come out
of a sunshiny day feeling that life
is a mass of clouds, you seem to
pass dozens of grouchy people? And
when you have a little colorature
ripple of warmth and joy running
through your soul like a bright red
thread in a dull pattern, you can
march out in the rain and see
nothing but happy, smiling folks."
"That isn't my lack," protested
Mazie. When I'm blue, the whole
world seems happy—pitiless. No-
' bodv cares what becomes of poor
me "because everybody's so gay over
their own selfish personal concerns.
And when I'm happy I see a lot of
lame folks and poor ones and all
sorts of people who seem to re
proach me for having an air of
"Wha would you say if I told
you that you'd just finished prov
ing my point?" I asked.
"I haven't, you old fraud, now
don't say I have," replied Mazie,
lacing her arms through mine and
snuggling up in n. manner that took
the sting out of her words.
"Yes, you have, dear," I insisted.
And proceeded to prove it. It's like
Mazie. gay in spite of the rain,
stands off and looks at herself and
"It's wonderful that T should rise
above unpleasant weather condi
tions and the cruelty of life and be
happy. It won't last. And I'll see
a lot of unhappy people and un
pleasant things to make it end the
Or Mazie, miserable groans to
herself: ~
"It's an unfair world. In the
midst of happiness, I'm sad and no
body cares."
You see. Mazie, thinking about
her appendicitis or her frame of
mind, travels about in a tiny plot
of existence where only the things
on which she is centering her mind
can break into that mind.
If she was honestly happy, in
stead of posturing and posing as
happy, she might notice misery
but to pity it and wish to alleviate
it by sharing some of her joy.
And Mazie, deep in the toils of
a real trouble, wouldn't have any
artificial emotions to diffuse about
in envy of the happy. If she were
a reasonable and logical person,
she might say:
"Of course I'm sad enough now,
but in a world where there seems
to be so much joy and sunshine,
I'm bound to get my share soon.
Things are bound to come right."
Even when reading about a long
and startling list of appendicitis
cases, Mazie, thinking sanely, would
notice that most of 'em get well.
But she's posing as an afflicted be
ing and a martyr to pain and a
marked out creature about to travel
down into the valley of the shadow.
So not only noes she nnd the world
suddenly full of appendicitis, but
also and moreover and alas, she
finds it full of appendix operations
with fatal endings.
Test yourself. You're interested
in bee culture. Everywhere you go
you notice signs telling what flow
ers produce the sweetest honey.
You're taking up basket weaving.
Bulletins about raffia and tints are
just everywhere. It's astonishing.
Really it isn't astonishing at all
It's Jusf the funny kinky contrari
ness of life. When your boy's di
vision was in action "somewhere in
France" last year, and you ached to
know of his fortunes, you could
find full information about a di
vision you recognized as being
Freddy Smith's or Wally Brown's
—but nary a word that told you
aught of our lad. And when he
was In hospital with shell shock,
I you never looked at a magazine or
went to a dinner but what people
j were telling of the horrors of shell
j shock.
And in both cases you got what
you were looking for! Think it
over and see if you don't agree
with me. Then think It over some
more and tell me if you don't think
the kinky contrariness of life U a
pretty good thing to laugh at.
Bowls town. Pa., Oct. 9.—While
Mrs. Marie Balona was putting up
tomatoes in jars one of the cans
burst, scattering the scalding con
tents over her small son. The child
was badly burned about the face
and chest.
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
Desiree's restless mood did not
abate as the day wore on. She hud
! been to her father's office, then to
the jeweler's to explain Smith's ab
solute innocence in the matter of the
supposed theft of the pendant. Yet,
after luncheon was over, and she
had tried in vain to write letters,
then to read , she was forced to
acknowledge that she was too "fid
gety" to sit still.
"I will run around to see Aunt.
Adelaide," she decided, "and tell her
that my pendant is safe here in my
jewerly case."
Thus it came about that as Mrs.
Duffield was about to partake of
her five o'clock tea her niece walk
ed in. The widow greeted her af
"My dear this is nice of you! Sit
down and take a cup of tea with
"I will sit down, but I will take
no tea, thank you," Desiree said.
She paused for a moment, then
drove straight to the point.
"Auntie, my pendant was not
stolen at all. X said all along that
it was not."
Mrs. Duffield gasped. "You mean
you have found it?"
"Yes. It was put away in a
leather case instead of in the little
box where I thought it was."
(The automobile pocket was
leather and a case, Desiree reflect
ed. This statement would obviate
the necessity of further explana
"But who put it there?" Mrs.
Duffield asked.
"Oh my dear how dreadful!" the
widow sighed.
"Dreadful? Why?" *
"Because it is dreadful to think
that all of us suspected Smith"
"All of us!" Desiree interrupted;
"I never suspected him. You must
surely recall how I begged father
not to doubt him—and how I de
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[Cared to you that Smith was hon
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es - yes, dear —I know you did,"
the older women soothed. "But
what I mean is—it is dreadful to
think that other people got the
idwt that he had stolen the thing."
She got no further. "Other peo
ple? What do you mean? Desiree
questioned. "What other people?"
as Mrs. Duffleld saw, too late her
"Oh, well," she tried to evade the
question. "I only thought that per
haps others might have some idea
of the matter."
"How could they? Who would
tell them about it? was the ab
rupt'demand. Then as Mrs. Duf
fleld colored uncomfortably, De
siree pressed her inquiry further.
' What have you in mind, Aunt
Adelaide? I know from your man
ner that you are keeping something
back. Who knew about the pendant
—except you and father and me?"
Mrs. Duffield squirmed in her
chair. "I suppose I may have been
indiscreet, my dear—but I took it
for granted that you had told Helen
Goddard about it—so I mentioned
ner. And she"—desperately—
she T am afraid from something
she said that she may have spoken
of the matter to Mr. Jefferson."
Desiree sprang to her feet, her
e >" es , "ashing. "You mean. Aunt
Adelaide, that in spite of all
father's cautions of silence on the
subject you spoke of it to Helen?"
"Yes Desiree, for I supposed that
naturally you had told her about
>*• since you and she are friends."
—^ es ' * n a wa y w e are—
that is, we are pleasajit acquaint
ances. But that does not mean that
I would so far forget by sense of
honor as to tell her something that
would injure the character of an
innocent man. Oh, Aunt Adelaide
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don't you see what you have done?|
You have started a story about
Smith and it may stick to him as
long as he is here. Walter Jeffer
son is just the sort of man who
will be only too happy to repeat
that tale everywhere to anybody
[ who will listen to him. And, of
course everybody will listen. Oh,"
passionately, "how could you!"
Peace Once More
Mrs. Duffield tried to speak with
dignity. "Desiree, I think you for
get yourself when you say such
things to me! I hope, in spite of
your suggestions to the contrary,
that I have as keen a sense of honor j
as yourself. 1 am surprised at I
her voice broke and tears came i
to her eyes. In an instant Desiree j
was at her side and her arms were
about her aunt's waist.
"I beg your pardon. Auntie," she
said contritely, "T forget myself, as
you say. I did not mean to speak
so vehemently. Only"—with a little
quiver in her voice—"it does seem a
bit hard on Smith that such a story
should be connected with him. And
you know, Helen is very indiscreet.
So is Walter Jefferson. Helen would
not willingly harm a fly. Walter
would if"—with a hysterical gig
gle—"he happened to dislike the fly.
And he dislikes Smith."
"Well dear, I will call Helen up
and tell her the truth about the
matter," Mrs. Duffield began.
"No—-no—please, Auntie say no
more about it to anyone," Desiree
begged. She feared that her aunt's
zeal wou'd make a bad matter
worse. "I will see Helen before
long and explain about it myseif.
As to Walter Jefferson—l suppose
he cannot really harm Smith. And
it he does why"— with a little
catch in her breath—"it can't be
helped—that's all."
No, dear," her aunt agreed, "it
can't be helped. It is too bad, but
you must remember that Smith is
just a chauffeur after all. and"
She stopped abruptly, her tardy
discretion reminding her that De
siree did not know that the chauf
feur's real name was not "Smith."
(To Bo Continued)
OCTOBER 9, 1919.
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