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Friday, Feb. 25,1916.
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Farce at the Tacoma
"It Pays to Advertise" is tlie
title and new theme for a play,
hut as this play ln particular Is
a farce the seriousness suggested
by the name cannot be consider
ed at all. This very suecessiul
farce will be presented at the Ta
coma theater tonight and Satur
day. Cohan and Harris secured
WILKES COMPANY TO
REMAIN AT EMPRESS
Changes that are soon to be
made ln the personnel of the
Wilkes stock company at the
■ Empress theater have resulted in
a rumor that the company was
to close next weex. This rumor
Thomas Wilkes, general manager
of the company, emphatically de
nied this morning.
"We will not close our com
pany in Tacoma," said Mr.
"Wilkes. "We are at present op
erating stock companies at Butte,
Spokane, Salt Lake and Tacoma
and will open shortly at Seattle.
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Ford expedition Ims cost Henry
$400,000 so far.
H. K. Carter,! or cleaning. 721!
Fidelity bldg. Main MM, adv.
University of Washington team,
upholding negative and affirma
tive respectively wins two de
bates, one with Whitman college,
the other with Washington State.
Subject, Wilson's preparedness
program.
Viking Hair Tonic. Why stay
bald? Box 10, Tacoma. "adv."
Gov. McCall of Mans, says It's
too early to pick republican can
didates for president.
COMMERCIAL BINDERY A
PRINTING CO. adv.
Fishing schooner with 23 men
aboard blows up In Doston har
bor. Two killed, 10 injured.
The B. of R. T. ball in Elks
new hall, March 17. Admission,
91.00. adv.
Lincoln High students give pro
gram celebrating Washington's
Diamond Rings, $■"• to $11.0.
Pfatt, Jeweler, 1147 Brdwy. adv
SMtW
U. S. army officers approve
plan for civilian automobile corps
to transport troops quickly ln
time of war,
.- Dr. Robinson, Dentist, National
.(ealty building. adr
Raymond lays down strict rules
lor Jitneys '
Mcl,ean the contract mover.
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Mark Sullivan, editor of Col
lier's Weekly, declares Louis
Brandels was employed by Col
lier's to protect interests of public
during Ballinger-Pinchot investi
gation.
Cut Doners snd floral work.
llin/, florist, So. 7th and K. adv.
Frank Reams, Intoxicated,
■hoots and kills deputy sheriff
foid wounds his mother and coro
ffier at Rock ford, la.
Ire gorges In Nebraska rivers
are dynamited to save railroad
ajid wagon bridges from floods.
it from Rol Cooper Megrue and
Walter Hackett.
Among those in the cast are
Adele Holland. El_a Frederic,
Marion Barrie, Celene Kirk, Har
old Vermilye, Frank Allwo.-t'i,
lOlmer Qrandln, Cliff Woruiau,
Robert Watt, 11. H. Foreman,
William K. Loane aiyl Chauncey
Causeland.
"When we brought Mr. Hackett
hero to open in 'Kick In' we ran
into the worst of Tacoma's whi
ter weather. Car service was
disrupted and the streets were
filled with snow. Cosequently
many Tacoinans were unable to
get to the theater to see the play.
It Is for this reason we will make
a new production of 'Kick In' for
the coining week. There will be
a number of changes In the cast
hut the theatergoers will see that
the standard of one cast balances
the other."
Edward Bliiveius and Harry
Blankenship are In jail here
charged with breaking into sealed
box cars.
Learn to dance at the McKin
ley Dancing Academy. Begin
ners' clauses, Monday and Thurs
day nights, H to 0:80 p. ni. Reg
ular dancing 9:.10 to midnight.
"Advertisement."
It costs New Yoi-k $50,000 a
year to conduct free municipal
marriage chapel.
Baby Is killed in fall from crib
at Chehalis.
Seed onions are going rapidly
on Tacoma market at 8 cents a
pound.
See Dr. C. Ilronn, 812 Natl
Realty bldg., for all kinds of stom
ach and nervous disorders, adv.
Prohibition officers seize ship
ment of 300 gallons of whisky at
Charleston, W. Va.
Dairy farmers of Willapa Tal
ley organize Willapa Valley Co
operative Cheese factory.
Industrial insurance commis
sion refuses to pay men who froze
fingers shoveling snow.
Births.
Mr and Mrs. Axel Erlckson,
1.1. South 25th St., Feb. 14, a
boy; Mr. and Mrs. James Shaw,
210 South 1 St., Feb. 16, a girl:
Mr. and Mrs. John Samuel Moe,
1002 North Steele St., Feb. 13, a
girl; Mr. and Mrs. William Fran
dp McCann, 711 South M st, Feb.
16, a girl.
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CHAPTER VIII
Afternoon Tea
Allan, lytn< at the window of
the hiinny bedroom, and wonder
ing if they had been having
springs like this all the time he
had liven in the city, heard a
scuffle outside the door. Ills
wife's voice inquired breathless
ly of Wallis. "Can Mr. Allan —
see me? * * * Oh, gracious—
don't l-'oxy, you little black gar
goyle! Open the door, or—shut
it—quick, Wallis!'' •
But the door, owing to circum
stances over which nobody but a
black dog had any control, flew
violently open here, and Allan
had a flying vision of his wife,
flushed, laughing, and badly
mussed, being railroaded across
the room by a prancing exuberant
French bull at the end ot a leash.
"lie's —he's a cheerful dog,"
panted Phyllis, trying to bring
Foxy to anchor near Allan, "and
I don't think he know how to
keep still long enough to pose
across your feet —he wouldn't be
come them anyhow— he's a real
man-dog, Allan, not an interior
decoration. ♦ ♦ * Oh, Wallis,
he has Mr. Allan's slipper! Foxy,
you little fraud! Did him want
a drink, angel-puppy?"
"Did you get him for me, Phyl
lis?" asked Allan, when the tu
mult and the shouting had died,
and the caracoling Posy bad bur
led his hideous little black pansy
face In a costly Helleek dish of
water.
"Yes," gasped Phyllis from her
favorite seat, the floor; "but you
needn't keep him unless you want
to. Only 1 thought he'd be com
pany for you, and don't you think
he seems- -cheerful?"'
Allan threw his picturesque
head back on the cushions, and
laughed and laughed.
"Cheerful!" lie said. "Most as
suredly! Why—thank you, ever
so much, Phyllis. You're an aw
fully thoughtful girl. I always
did like bulls — had one In col
lege, a Nelson. Come here, you
llttlo rascal!"
He whistled, and the puppy
lifted its muzzle from the water,
made a dripping dash to the
conch, and scrambled up over Al
lan as if they had owned each
other since birth.
Allan pulled the flopping bat
ears with his most useful hand,
and asked with interest, "Why on
earth did they call a French bull
Foxy?"
"Yes, sir," said Wallis. "I un
derstand sir that he was the most
active and playful of the litter,
and chewed up all his brothers'
ears, sir. And the kennel peo
ple thought it was so clever that
they called him Foxy."
"The best tempered dog ln the
Utter!" cried Phyllis, bursting _n
to helpless laughter from the
floor.
"That doesn't mean he's bad
tempered," exclaimed master and
man eagerly together. Phyllis be-
gen to see that she had bought a
family pet as much for Wallis as
for Allan. She left them adopting
the dog with that reverent emo
tion which only very ugly bull
dogs can wake In a man's breast,
and flitted out, happy over- the
success of her new toy for Allan.
"Do you think Mr. Allan will
feel like coming Into the living
room today?" she asked Wallls,
meeting him ln the hall about _
o'clock.
"Why, he's dressed, ma'am,"
was Wallls' astonishing reply,
"and him and the pup is having
a fine game of play. He's got
more use of that hand an' arm,
ma'am, than we thought."
"Do you think he'd care to be
wheeled Into the living room
about. 4?" asked Phyllis.
"For tea, ma'am?" inquired
Wallis. beaming. "I should think
so, ma'am. I'll ask, anyhow."
Phyllis had not thought of tea
—one does not stop for such leis
urely amenities in a busy public
library—but she saw the beauty
of the Idea, and saw to it that the
tea was there.
Phyllis herself saw that the vic
trola was In readiness, and clear
ed a space for the couch near the
fire. There was quite a festal
feeling.
The talking machine was also
a surprise for Allan. Phyllis and
Allan were as excited over it as a
couple of children, and the only
drawback to Allan's enjoyment
was that he obviously wanted i.o
take the records out of her unac
customed fingers and adjust them
himself.
After the thing had been play
ing for three-quarters of an hour,
Phyllis rang for tea. It was get
ting a little darker now, and tha
wood fire cast fantastic red and
black lights and shadowa over
the room.
Allan, on his couch before tha
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fire, looked bright and contented.
Tlie adjustable couch head had
been braced to scuh a position
that he was almost sitting up.
The little tea table *as between
Allan and Phyllis, crowned with
a bunch of apple blossoms, whose
spring-like scent dominated the
warm room. Phyllis, in her green
gown, her cheeks pink with ex
citement, was waiting on her lord
and master a little silently.
Allan watched her amusedly for
awhile—she was as Intent as a
good child over her tea ball and
her lemon and her little cakes.
"Say something, Phyllis," he
suggested with the touch of mis
chief she was not yet used to,
coming from him.
"This is a serious matter," she
replied gravely. "Do you know I
haven't made tea- —afternoon tea,
that is —for so long it's a wonder
I know which is the cup and
which is the saucer?"
"Why not?" he asked Idly, yet
interestedly, too.
"I was otherwise occupied. I
was a Daughter of Toll." explain
ed Phyllis serenely, setting down
her own cup to relax in her chair,
hands behind her head. "I was
a librarian —didn't you know?"
"No. I wish you'd tell me, if
you don't mind." said Allan.
"About yon, I mean, Phyllis. Do
you know, I feel awfully married
to you this afternoon —you'vo
bullied me so much it's no wond
er—and I really ought to know
about my wife's dark past."
Phyllis' heart beat a little fast
er. She, too, had felt "awfully
married" here alone ln the fire
lit living room, dealing so inti
mately and gayly with Allan.
"There isn't much to tell," she
said soberly.
"Come over here closer," com
manded Allan the spoilt. "We've
both had all the tea we want.
Come close by the couch. [ want
to see you when you talk."
His voice was caressing and the
darkness was deepening as the
fire sank. Only an occision.il
tongue of flame slipped across
Phyllis' silver slipper buckle and
on the seal ring Allan wore. It
was easy to tell things there in
the perfumed dusklne.s. She
found herself pouring it all out
to Allan, there close by her; the
lack of all the woman-things in
her life, the isolation and dreari
ness at night, the over-fatigue,
and the hurt of watching youth
and womanhood sliding away, un
used, with nothing to show for nil
the years.
"And when Mr. De Ouenther
made me that offer," she mur
mured, coloring in the darkness,
"I was tired and discouraged, and
the years seemed so endless! It
didn't seem as tho I'd be harm
ing anyone—but I wouldn't have
done It if you'd said a word
against it—truly I wouldn't,
dear."
The last little word slipped out
unnoticed. She had been call
ing her library children "dear"
for a year now, and the word
slipped out of itself. But Allan
liked it.
"My poor little girl!" he said.
"In your place I'd have married
the devil himself—up against a
life like that."
"Then —then you don't mind?"
asked Phyllis anxiously, as she
had asked before.
"No indeed!" said Allan, with
a little unnecessary firmness. "I
told you that, didn't I? I like it.'
"So you did tell me," she said
penitently.
"But supposing De Guenther
hadn't picked out some one like
you—"
"That's just what I've often
thought myself," said Phyllis
naively. "She might have been
much worse than I. • * * Oh,
but I was frightened when l saw
you first! I didn't know what
you'd be like. And then, when I
looked at you—"
"Well, when you looked at
me?" demanded Allan.
But Phyllis refused to go on.
"Then you were quite as shut
up In your noisy library as 1 was
In my dark rooms," satd Allan
musingly.
"I suppose I was," r'-o said,
"tho I never thought of It before.
You musn't think It was horrid.
It was fun, lots of it. Only, there
wasn't any being a real girl ln
it."
"There isn't much in this, I
should think," said Allan savage
ly, "except looking after a big
doll."
Phyllis' laugh tinkled out. "Oh,
I love playing with dolls," she
said mischievously.
"Then you're fairly happy?"
demanded Allan suddenly.
"Why, of course!" aald Phyllis,
tho she had not really stopped to
ask herself before whether she
was or not. "Wouldn't you be
happy If you could buy everything
you wanted, and every one was
lovely to you, and you had pretty
clothes and a lovely bouse—and
a rose garden?"
"Yes, If I could buy everything
I wanted," said Allan. His voice
dragged a little. Phyllis sprang
up. Instantly patient.
"You're tired, and I've been
talking and talking about my
silly little woes till I have worn
you out!" she said. "But—Allan
you're getting belter. Try to
move this arm. There! That'a
a lot more than you could do
when I first came. I think It
would be a good plan for a mas
seur to come down and see It."
".Vow look here, Phyllis," pro
tested Allan. "I like your taste
ln houses and music boxes and
bulldogs, but I'll be banned If I'll
stand for a masseur. There's no
use, they can't do me any good,
and the last one almost killed
me."
"No, no!" said Phyllis. "Not
that kind! All I mean was a
man who would give the muscles
of your armi and shoulders a lit
tle exercise. Please! The first
minute he hurts, you can send
him Hying. You know they call
massage lazy people's exercise."
"I believe you're really Inter
ested in making me better," said
Allan, after a long sllenee.
"Why, of course," said Phyllis,
laughing. "That's what I'm here
for!"
But this answer did not seem
to suit Allan, for some reason.
Phyllis said no more about the
masseur, she only decided to
summon him, any way. And
presently Wallis came in and
turned all the lights on.
CHAPTER IX.
A Visitor.
In due course of time June
came. So did tho masseur, and
more flowered frocks for Phyllis,
and Hie wheel chair for Allan.
It was as Phyllis had hoped,
the paralysis of Allan's arms had
been less permanent than any
one had thought, By the time
they had been a mouth In the
country Allan's use of his arms'
and shoulders was nearly normal,'
and Phyllis was having wild |
hopes, that she confined to no]
one hill Wallls, of even morel
sweeping betterments.
Allan slept much better, from
the slight increase of activity,
and also perhaps because Phyllis
had i oa\t-d him outdoors as soon
as tha weather became warm, and
was katplng him there. Some
times he lay In the garden on his
couch, sometimes he sat up in the
wheel chair, .almost always with
Pin Mis sitting or lying ln her
hammock near him. and the de
voted Foxy protending to hunt
something near by.
Ills attitude to ills wife became
more and more a takin.n-for
griiiHed affection and depend
ence. It Ik to be feared that Phyl-
Jls spoiled lifin badly. But it was
so long since she had been need-
Ed by any one as Allan needed
her: And he had such lovable,
masculine ways of being wronged
if he didn't get the requisite
amount of petting, and grateful
for foolish little favors and tak
ing big ones for granted! And
It was so heavenly—oh, but il
was heavenly there in Phyllis'
rose gardao, Allan demanded —
no, not exactly demanded, but ex
pected aud got -so much of Phyl
lis' society In these days that she
had learned to cany on all her
affairs, even the housekeeping,
out in her hammock by his wheel
chair or couch. She wore large,
floppy white bats with roses on
them, by way of keeping the B.in
off; but Allan, it appeared, did
not think much of bats except as
ornament fur girls, and his uncov
ered early halr was burned to a
sort of goldy-russet nil through,
and bis pallor turned to a clear
pale brown.
Phyllis lookad up from her
work one of these heavenly last
of-Jtme days, and tried to decide
whether she really liked th_
change or not.
Alhin felt her look and looked
up at her. He had been reading a
magazine, for Phyllis had succeed
ed In a large measure in reviving
his taste for magazines and
books. "Well, Phyllis, my dear,"
said he. smiling, "what's the prob
lem now? I feel sure there Is
something new going to he sprung
on me set the worst over!"
"You wrong me," she said, be
ginning to thread some more pink
embroidery silk. "I wad only won
dering whether I liked you as well
tanned as I did when you were bo
nice and white, back in the city."
"Cheerful thought!" said Allan,
laying down his magazine entire
ly. "Shall I ring for Wallls and
some peroxide? As you said tha
other day, '1 have to be approved
of or I'm unhappy!"
"Oh. it really doesn't matter,"
said Phyllis mischievously. "You
know, I married you principally
for a rose garden, and thats love
ly!"
"I suppose I spoil the perspec
tive," said Allan, unexpectedly
ruffled.
"Not a bit, Allan," she said,
laughing at him. "You're exceed
ingly decorative! 1 remember the
first time I saw you I thought you
looked exactly like a marble
knight on a tomb."
Allan-Allan the listless, tranc
ed Invalid of four months before
—threw his hesd back and shout
ed wilh laughter.
"I suppose I serve the purpose
of garden statuary," he said. "We
used to have some horrors when I
was a kid. 1 remember two awful
bronze deer that always looked as
If they were trying not to get their
feet w.-t. Louise and 1 used to
ride the deer."
His face shadowed a little as he
spoke, for nearly the first time, of
the dead girl.
"Allan," Phyllis said, bending
closer to him, all rosy and golden
in her green hammock, "tell me
about -Louise Frey—if you don't
mind talking about her? Would
It be bad for you, do you think?"
"There's nothing much to tell.
Phyllis." he said. "She was pretty
and full of life. We were more or
lees friends all our lives, for our
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country placet! adjoined. She was
IS when-it happened."
"Eighteen," said Phyllis mus
ingly. "She would have been just
my age. * * * We won't tain
about it, then, Allan. * *
Well. Viola?"
The pretty Tuskegee chamber
maid was holding out a tray with
a card on it.
"The doctor, ma'am," she sale.
"Tlie doctor!"' echoed Allan, half
vexed, halt laughlDg. "1 knew
you had something up your sleeve,
Phyllis! What on earth did you
have him for?"
Phyllis' face was a study of as
tonishment. "On my honor, 1
hadn't a notion tie was even in
existence," she protested. "He's
not my doctor!"
"He must have 'Just growed,'
or else Lily-Anna's called him in,"
suggested Allan sunnily. "Bring
him along, Viola."
Viola produced him so prompt
ly that nobody had time to remetr
ber the professional doctor's visits
don't usually have cards, or
thought to look at the card for
enllghtment. So tlie surprise was
complete when the doctor ap
peared.
"Johnny Hewitt!" ejaculated
Allan, throwing out both hands
iv greeting. "Of all people! Well,
you old fraud, pretending to be a
doctor! The last 1 heard about
you, you were trying to prove
you weren't the man that tied a
mule into old Sumerley'g chair at
college."
"I never did prove It." respond
ed Johnny Hewitt, shaking hands
vigorously. "But I'm a doctor all
right. I live here in Wallraven. 1
wondered If It might be you by
any chance, Allan, when I heaid
some Harrington had bought here.
But this is the first chance a
promising young chickenpox epi
demic has given me to find out."
"It's what's left of me," said
Allan, smiling ruefully. "And—
Phyllis, this doctor person tur s
out to be an old friend of mine
This is Mrs. Harrington, .lohnn
"Oh, I'm so glad!" bean
Phyllis, springing up from
hammock, and looking as if t
loved Johnny. Here was exai
what was needed —somebody
Allan to pity with! She ma
herself delightful to the newcom
er for a few minutes, and then
excused herself. They would have
a better time alone, for aw bile,
any way, and there was dinner to
order. Maybe this Johnny Hewitt
doctor would stay for dinner, lie
should If she could make him!
Bhe ordered a beautiful, festive
ly-varied dinner, a very poem ol
gratitude. Then she pounced on
the doctor as he was leaving anil
made him stay for it.
Allan's eyes were bright and
his face lighted with interest.
I'liyllis, al the head of the table,
kept Just enough in the talk to
push the men on when it seemed
flagging, which was not often. She
learned more about Allan, and in
cidentally Johnny Hewitt, ln the
talk as they lingered about t. i
table, than she had ever known
before.
But she could see the whole pic
ture of it as she listened now; the
active, merry, brilliant boy who
had worked and played all day and
danced half the night; who had
lived, it almost seemed to her, two
or three lives ln one. And then
the change to the darkened roOiii
- helpless, unable to move, witi
the added sorrow of his sweet
heart's death, and his mother's de
liberate fostering of that sorrow.
What If he did care for Louise
Frey'a memory still! He'd ha.i
such a hard time that anything
Phyllis could do for him oughtn't
to be too much!
(Coiirluded in Our Xext Issue.)
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