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THE CONNECTICUT LABOR PRESS.
Ten Million Victory Gardens Shopld Be
Planted Early This Spring
By C. L. PACK, War Garden Coramiuioo
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The war garden commission, which has been erd
itd with much of the effort by which the number of
home gardens in America has baen steadily i j crossed
during the last three years, till 1918 sa more than
five and .-a .quarter millions of patriots raising food
at home to win the war, has received word from Her-
,bert C. Hoover that the work must not lag this year.
-From every viewpoint the continued creation of food,
f. o. b.,the back door, is considered desirable.
The nation's health authorities have reported to
the com mission 'that t material improvement n the
fry A
liealth, of the nation, particularly 'among ..men and women beyond the
prjina pf life, has been brought about by the moderate exercise, sunshine
and fresh air and' lively intercut brought abput through the general adoj
tion of gardening as -jin avocation. ,
f,'" And the fiscal guardians of 'the government have not been slow' toi
recogiiJza' tlie home -garden as a great national asset. Hitting - ,the., avei
ae. law-nd, crediting 'each garden with .creating $35-of wealthi that is'
' suppJying-tfoo'J -For which $25 ; otherwise would have been spent :last
year's ardent put not less than $132,000,000 in the way of. being lent to
the .'government i in return for liberty bonds .and War Savings stamps.
That'njUjCof. this money was (so tin vested is proved by the number of
garden clubs, that became subscribers for bonds in each of the war loans
. But even more important than the, money lent to the government
ty' home gardeners as a direct result of "their outdoor activities is the
habit, of thrift created, engendered and fostered by the garden returns.
. Students-of national economy have coneuded that few will willingly
return to the practice of buying from day to day the things that can be
raised inr -the garden. ' ' " . !
So thV .war garden, commission' is encouraged to hope that its efforts;
to. have. ten, million. Victory, gardens, which is the new name for the war
garden planted this year will be successful... : V .
" 'Now is the time to start little or big garden clubs, elect officers 'foi
; the 3'ear, . hold meetings to swap experiences and suggest methods, invite,
' speakers who have a message, and study garden" jianiphlets, bulletins and
seedsmen's catalogues. f : .' ''?;; -?.i?' -vf" . v;"-' , .
Bohemia protected', Against,. Anarchy' .by
1 ',v, ..Great; Faith and Patriotism i
Br THOMAS MASARYK. Prcidcnt
i The bolshevik government in "Russia will lastlonger than is generally
supposed, not because of the inherent force of the ideas and methods of
the bolsheviki, as- many persons erroneously . think, but because of the
weakness of the other partieswhich are sleeping in a' dangerous state 0
lethargy. - - ; . ;:- ' -.-. ,-t-' -
I am not afraid that' Bohemia, even though surrounded by countries
in .liquidation) like liussia, like Germany like Austria-Hungary, will be
disappointed because of anarchy in realizing its. fullest hopes of resurree-,
; tion. I do not fear that in the least,- in spite of its unfortunate geo
graphical position. The Czecho-Slovak republic will be protected from
the infection by its great faith, its great patriotism, and by good organiza
tion and preparation. The new state, like the other victories of the en
tente, need fear nothing, from this anarchy which 'never has and never
will have power to destroy the edifice created by victory. (
' As to the Hungarians who are unwilling to renounce their claims
to Slovakia, it is possible' therp rriajr be some questions. But over the out-"
come 1'fee'l iio- ari-viety: VAVhether the outcome shall be settled by force of
eras j Whether as ft matter of righttthe triumph will be ours. v
Will American ' Womeff - Replace4": Service
Uniform With Sex Lure Drapery?
y'.r'y'. y r-1 '
. Br ELIZABETH .NEFFW. C TI U. Dtc C.mpaa
v : " Is the American girl going to slump back into prewar style-slavery?
She hits .worthily worn a military uniform, she has won honors for service
' and bravery side by side with ,our soldiers; she has nursed the wounded
and checred-the lwmesick ;'she has fought for great ideals. Now will ?he
let' herself degenerate into the. mere female of her species? Will the
' American woman allows her service uniform to be .replaced by the sug
gestive 'draperies of sex lure ? ' Is she willing to be a living poster or a
grotesque cartoon for the advertisement of manufacturers' goods ? ;
V lf'she M'ill notlwhy does the American woman, supreme arbiter in
other - respects, submit meekly, abjectly to the wildest . freak , of fashion
decreed by men. .iin-American.men who have the continental conception
of woman and dress her in the continental half -feudal character part?
Is it patriotic,' when the physical development and health of our
girls is a . national asset, to 'invite' disease by . unhygienic clothing? Is it
l fair4Q the young manhood of our nation to suggest in our homes the
very temptation from which we try to protect it on the street?
It "is the American girl who must henceforth restore order but of
chaos, must set the standard of purity, and to do it she must dress her
part. 'What shall the new "world leader, the American girl, wear? It is
easy to say what she will not wear, and that is a homely uniform damned
by the phrase, "dress reform." If.the art of all ages cannot design cos
tumes for our pretty American girls that will be beautiful, graceful, com
fortable, healthful and modest, then the art of all ages has failed and
it is up to this important young person to take the matter in hand her-eelfi"-Therefor8.it
is time for voman to set herself a new standard of
modesty. ' '-- ;--:"
V This is, in brief, the new campaign begun by the W. C. T. TJ. for
the advancement of social purity. " It is summarized in this official reso
lution f r - - . ,
"Whereas, Certain styles of women's dress are unhygienic, immodest,
inconvenient and conducive to extravagance and immorality; therefore
"Be it resolved, That the fomen of the W. C. T. U. use their influ
ence to' demand simpler and more-modest clothing for both day and
. evening wear and discourage the unseasonable wearing of summer furs,
winter pumps, narrow skirts and open necks as well as constant changes
of fashion."
'Harold L. Ickes Chicago's forest preserve would be a splendid place
for a monument to Theodore Eoosevelt. He was essentially a nature
lover, - Chicago is the city to build such a monument, for the people here
loved him greatly, and -he always found here the greatest following for
bis ideas. -
' Windsor T. White Investigators
ber of any community is determined
, J. I. -Parley The popularity
largely responsible for the demand
tell us that the economic and mora)
by the condition of its highways.
of the automobile among women is
for greater beauty m design.
CHAPTER XIX Continued.
ts
"What they osed to call the de
cent thins we call indecent. Too said
yourself that marriage without love
ma horrible. And it is; it's all quar
rel and nagging and deceit If people
are faithful to each other morally
they seem to quarrel all the more.
Long ago I vowed Td never marry,
and I don't intend to. I don't want to
marry yon. But I want your life."
"Mr. Duane! Really, this is out
rageoua." "No, it Isn't! Hush and listen,
honey Hiss Klp--Daphne whatever
youll let me call you. I told you I
was stark, starving, crazy mad about
you. When I think of you looking for
work, living in that awful spare room
ot " those awful Chivvises when I
think of you going from place to place
at the mercy of such men as you're
sure to meet when I think of you'
waiting for poor Wimburn to get out
of the poorhouse, I want' to grab you
in, my arms and run away with you.
It breaks my heart to see you in dis
tress and anxiety; for I want you to
have everything beautiful ' and cheer
ful in the world. And I can get it all
for you. Let me! . Let me love you
and try to make you happy, won't
you?"
1 He had crowded nearer and he held
her fast against the door of the car.
His right hand clung to hers; his
left slid down to' her -waist. He drew
her toward him, storing up beseech
ingly. He laid his cheek against her
left side like a child, the . big man
pleading to the little woman for
mercy. - - ' v '; ' '
"She felt sorry. for him and for herj
self. She regretted that cruelty was
her one - unmistakable duty.v . She had
no right to le kind, and charity would
be a sin. She wrung 'her hands free
from his with slow persuasion and,
shook her head pityingly.
He accepted the decision with a nod;
but before she could escape from .his
arm she felt that he pressed his lips
against her Just above her heart. It
was as if he had softly driven a nail
into it. Tears flamed to her eyelids
1 ISaMM-'
She Was More Afraid of Him Now
Than Ever.
and fell on his hands as he carried
them to his bent brow. He crossed
them on the wheel and hid his face in
them, groaning.
"Daphne! Daphne!"
She was more afraid of him now
than ever. All the splendors he could
promise her were nothing to that prof
fer, of his longing.
While she waited in a battle of im
pulses, , he regained self-control with
self -contempt, , in a general . clench of
resolution. "I apologize,'? he mumbled.
"I'm a fool to think that you could
love me." . "
CHAPTER. XX.
Duane did not speak till miles and
miles of black road had run backward
beneath their wheels. Then he
grumbled, "What a fool I was to
dream of such a thing!"
More miles went under before her
curiosity led her to say, faintly,
"What were you dreaming of?"
He laughed, and did not answer for
another while. Then he laughed
again.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I think so."
"Well, you couldn't hate me any
more than you do, so I'll tell you. I
said to myself that I would never be
the slave of any woman.
"It's not that I am stingy about my
money, not that I wouldn't take the
greatest pleasure in pauperizing my
self for the woman I loved, but that
I want her to take my gifts as gifts,
not as a tax or a salary. Some of
these women think they are doing a
man a tremendous favor by letting
him support them. That doesn't get
me a little bit. I believe a man does
n woman just as much honor, as she
loes him, and sacrifices a blamed
sight more. He gives up his freedom,
and if she gives up hers she's only
giving up something she doesn't know
how to use anyway."
Daphne had rarely found a man
who would talk to her with Duane's
frankness,v and if there is anything
that interests a woman more than an
other it is to hear womankind an
alyzed, even satirized. She was eager
.'or more vinegar.
"You won't be shocked and angry?"
he asked. - .
"I don't think so."
. "You don't know how pleasant it is
to talk life ;iinl lore to a woman who
By
doesn't rear up and feel insulted at
everything. At first you gave me a
couple of - how-dare-you's, but they
don't count. And If you do hate me"
a little more, why, so much the better.
When I thought you had broken with
Wimburn I said to myself, 'She's the
one girl in the world for me. I'm go
ing to ask her to marry me.' But I
was afraid to, for I was afraid of mar
riage. And then I Well, I'd better
not Yes, I will. I said, 'She be
lieves that men and women are equal
and have equal rights, and she's go
ing to get out and hustle for herself,
like a little man. Maybe she could
learn to love me well enough to go
into a partnership of hearts.' That's
what I said to myself. You mustn't
think it's because I don't want to
cleave to one woman; it's because I
do. But I hate handcuffs. Do you
see? And now you know what I was
dreaming of. What do you think of
it?"
The answer to his long oration was
complete silence. Duane waited for
his answer, and, not getting it, laughed
harshly : "Well, that's that. The next
number on our program will be a bal
lad entitled 'I Never Dream but I
Bump My Head Go on! Marry Clay
Wimburn on nothing a year and live
miserably ever after."
She. said .nothing to this, either.
Duane was in a wretched state of baf
flement. He put the car to its paces,'
and it ripped through space at fifty
miles an hour. Daphne had a new
terror added to the load of her
nerves.
The car went bounding up a steep
incline toward the swerve of a head
land cut in rigid, silhouette by the far
reaching searchlight' of . a car'.'ap
proaching from , die other direction.
Duane kept well to 'the outside, of the
road, but just as he met the other
motor and winced in the dazzle, of Its
lamps, a third car trying to pass it on'
the curve hurtled into the narrow
space, with a -blaze like lightning sear
ing the eyes. There was a yelling and
hooting of horns and a sense of dis
aster. ' , '; ',-'
Daphne bent her head and prayed
for life, but without . faith. ; Duane,'
half -blinded, swung his front' wheels
off the road and grazed a wall. The
rear wheels were not quick enough.
The other car smote them,' crumpling
the mudguard and slicing off the rear
lamp. '
Daphne was thrown this way and
.that, and it seemed that her spine
must have snapped in a dozen pflaces.
When she' opened her eyes again the
car was standing still.1 Duane turned
to her with terrified questions, and
his hands visited her face and her
arms and shoulders. He held her
hands fast and peered into her eyes
while she promised him that she was
not dead. .
The car that had bested his did not
return, but the other did, offering help
from a safe distance till its identity
was established. In the light of its
lamp Duane got down and examined
his own can Besides the damages' in
the rear, it had sustained, a complete
fracture of the front axle, a twisted
fender, and a shattered headlight.
The driver of the other, car came
up and joined the coroner's inquest.
He stared at Duane, and cried in the
tone of an English aristocrat, "Gob
bless my soul, ain't you Tom Duane?"
. Duane, blinking in the light, peered
at him and Said: "Yop! I can't see
you, but the voice would be Weth
erell's." "Rtght-o; it's me. Oh, pardon me,
you're not alone. Nobody hurt, I hope
and pray."
"No. but we're-pretty far from home
and country." '
"I see! Hum-m! Pity I couldn't get
the number of the, swine that hit you.
I rather fancy I'll have to give you a
lift what? I was dut on a tangaroo
hunt, but that, will wait if you don't
mind trusting yourself to bad com
pany." ,
Duane lowered his voice anxiously.
"Is it very bad?"
Wetherell put the mute on his voice.
"As good as yours, Til wager. But
let's not go into family history. , Come
along and well take you to the next
neutral port. That would be "
"Yonkers." -
"Oh, yes. I fancy those were the
Yonkers we came through a few miles
back. Well, come along."
Duane was embarrassed, but be
could jdo nothing except take Weth
erell to his car and introduce him to
Daphne. "Miss Kip," he said, "I've
got to present Mr. Wetherell. He
wants us to ride with him as far as
Yonkers. We'll get another car
there."
Wetherell came close and ' said :
"Did he say Mrs. Kip? I can't see
you, but I hope you are the fascinat
ing Mrs. Kip I met at Newport. Have
you forgotten me so soon?"
. "I am Miss Kip," said Daphne.
"Oh, so sorry! I don't mean that,
either. But my Mrs. Kip was a siren
Leila was her first name. I called
her Deleila, you see. And she called
me Samson. She was a "
"She is my brother's, wife," said
Daphne.
"Oh, you don't tell me!" Wetherell
gulped, and his abrupt silence was full
of startling implications that alarmed
Daphne, angered Duane, and threw
Wetherell into confusion.
Duane helped Daphne to alight from
the derelict and transferred her to
the other car, where Wetherell intro
duced them to a mass of shadow
whose name, "Mrs. Bettany," meant
nothing to Daphne and everything to
Duane.
Duane arranged to have a wrecking
crew sent out to his roadster, and
chartered a touring car and a chauf
feur for the trip into New Yprk.
He sat back with Daphne and mur
mured prayers for forgiveness be
cause of the trangers he had carried
RUPERT HUGHES
her into and for the things ho had
said. - Daphne's nerves had . been
overworked. She had been rushed
from adventure to adventure of soui
and body. She had been Invited to
enter a career of gorgeous sin, and
she had been swept along the edge of
a f earfnl disaster.
Mrs. Chlvvls met Daphne at the
door. Her recent affection had turned
again to scorn, and she glowered at
Daphne, who crept to her room in
hopeless acceptance of the role of ad
venturess. Tired as she was she could not
sleep. The clangor of the morning
called her to the window. A gray day
broke on a weary town. The prbt4
lem of debt and food and new clothes
dawned again. Everything was gray
before her.
Wisdom whispered her to take
Duane at his Word and try the great
adventure. How could it bring hr
to worse confusion than she found
about her now? v And then the morn
ing mail arrived and brought her a
large envelope addressed in a strange
hand. She opened it and took from it
a sheaf of photographs.
Her father's image a dozen times
repeated lay before her. . The un
touched proofs omitted never a line,
never a wrinkle. One of the pictures
looked straight at her. She recalled
that once she had stood back of ,the
photographer and her .father had
caught her eye and smiled just as the
bulb was pressed.
She made him smile like that. What
would his ; expression be when he
learned that she had "listened to rea
son,"' ceased to be his , daughter, and
become Tom Duane's
She shuddered back from the word
and the thought. She 'forgot both in
the oy 'reunion with Jier ; father,.
All the philosophies and wisdoms and.
luxuries were answered , by the logic
of that smile. . r - ...
She lifted ' his pictured lips to hers
with filial eagerness and her tears
pattered ruinously on the proof. She
was satisfied to be what the jeweler
in Cleveland had called her. to Clay
Wimburn "old Wes Kip's girl." r
Suddenly she remembered Weth
erell and his massages to Leila. She
felt so renewedly virtuous herself that
it seemed her duty to go down and re
buke Leila. for her apparent philan
dering at Newport. ?She was also cu
rious to see how guilty Leila would
receive the news that . Wetherell had
asked for her.
But she found Bayard at borai for
luncheon and she was neither maa nor
mean enough to confuse Leila before
him. And this was rather for his sake
than Leila's.
Leila w-as just Informing Bayard
that the .butcher had delivered the
morning's order no farther k than the
freight elevator, and instructed his
boy to send the meat up only after
the money came down. .
Bayard had no money and the cha
grin of his situation was bitter. He
snarled at Leila : "Tell the cub to take'
the meat back and eat it himself.
Then I'll go over and butcher -the
butcher;" -
Leila dismissed the boy . with a
faint-hearted show of indignation.
Then she came back and said, "And
now we have no meat to eat.! ": y
Bayard was reduced to ' philosophy,
the last resort of the desperate V
"Well,i the vegetarians say : we ought
never to eat meat, anyway. We're
poor, but, my Lord ! we're in grand
company. "Look at this cartoon of
Cesare's In the Sun Father. Knicker
bocker turning his pockets Inside out
and not a penny In them. New York
city has to borrow money on short
time notes at high interest to pay its
own current bills. t
. ."Look at Europe. All the countries
over there were stumbling along un
der such debt that they wondered
how they could meet the interest on
the next pay day. And now they are
mortgaging their great-grandsons'
property to pay for shooting their
sons. '
"It's the old Thirteenth Command
ment that we've all been smashing
Tired as She Was, She Could Not
Sleep.
to flinders. And7 my God ! what a
punishment we're all getting! And
it's only beginning."
They sat down to a pitiful meal
meatless, maidless, mirthless hardly
more than the raw turnips and cold
water of Colonel Sellers. 'Leila
fetched what victual there was.
After the meal Bayard shrugged
Into his overcoat and left without
kissing his wife or his sister goodby.
ill
Daphne and -Leila went out to -the
kitchen, set the dishes In the pan,
and the pan under the faucet.. Leila
turned on the hot water. Daphne was
glad to be at work.
; "There's one good thing about, a
small meal," she chirped' , fit ,rbakes
less dishes to wash." . 'ThenV' with ' as
much trepidation as If she had been
the accused instead of the accuser she
faltered: "Oh, say, Leila, do you
member a man named Wetherell T ;.., :
Leila dropped a plate. She said It
was hot,- But other' plates had been
hot. ' y.
"WethereH ? Wetherell V she ' pon
dered, aloud, with ' an unconvincing
uncertainty. "I believe I do remem
ber meeting' somebody of that name.
English, wasn't hef- r
t "Very." . '. . ;. ..' .i,
"Oh, ye. He was at Newport, I
think. Why?" - . . ;
"Oh, nothing . I met him lastgoight
and he thought I - was you." ' .
"How could he 1' Leila gasped. "We
don't look the least alike." "
"It was in the dark." ; y : ;
"In " the- dark I. Good heavens!
wherp?" - ."7. - ..;',. ' r;:r; "., '
Already Leila had gained the weath
er gauge. Daphne had to confess her
outing with Duane, the crash, of the
collision and the return 'to Yonkers
In Wetherell's car.? Leila tdok' advan
tage of the situation to interpolate : . ;
"Good heavens ! How could you?
You of all , people ! And with Tom
Duane! What ould Clay think?"
Daphne knew; that she had no right
to reproach Leila for having known
Wetherell in Newport. ' She had no
right" even - to suspect that Leila had
overstepped, any of the bounds of pro
priety. And still she was not con
vinced of Leila's innocence. She was
merely silenced. ' '
CHAPTER XXI.
. The next day her fears of Wetherell
and of Leila Were rekindled. She went
down to ask Bayard to help her trace
Clay. Bayard was out and Leila was
on the. point of -leaving. She was
dressed in her killingest - frock and
hat and generally accoutered for con
quest. - . . . . ' - . . . .
- "Aren't - we grand T' Daphne cried.
"You look like a , million ' dollars.
Where are you off to?"
"Going for a little spin." r
"Who with r ' .
Leila hesitated a., moment,, then
answered, with rfc Challenging. Jjfl
once: "With Mr. Wetherell. Any ob
Jection?" . ,
Daphne disapproved and felt afraid ;
but when "Bayard came in unexpect
edly early and asked for Leila Daphne
lied inevitably and said she did not
know where she was. .
She tried to be casual about it,' but
Bayard caught fire at once. He was,
already in a - state of tindery , irri
tability, and Daphne's efforts to re
assure him. as to Leila's innocence of
any guile only angered him the more.
, He. tept leaning out of the'1 window
and staring down into -the street. Fi
nally, espying . Leila in Wetherell's
car when it approached , the ' apart
ment house, he dashed to the elevator
and met the two at the curb.
When Leila got out she was startled
to see him standing ' at her . elbow.
There was nothing for. her to do but
make the introductions J ",
"Oh, it's you, dear she fluttered.
"I want you to meet Mr. -.Wetherell.
Mr. Wetherell. my husband." ' ' V .
"Ah, really !" Wetherell exclaimed,
trying td conceal his uneasiness "This
is a bit of luck!- I've heard so much
about you! Your wife does nothing
but sing your. praises.' ' '
"Won't you come. up?" said Bayard
ominously. '., v r'.-V. vv ' ".
"Er thanks no, not , today. . I'm a
trifle late to an er- appointment,
"Then Til '.. have: a" word with you
here," , said J. Bayard. -"Run along,
Leila ; 111 1oln you in." a minute." ,
He said it. pleasantly, but Leila was
terrified. J'The spectacle of rival bucks
locking horns in her " dispute is not al
together enjoyable to a civilized doe.
Leila went "; into the vestibule and
watched ' through the glass vdoor, ex
pecting a combat. She could not hear
Bayard saying:, ' '
COLOGNE'S UPS AND DOWNS
Important German City of the Present
Has Had Its Periods of Dire
Adversity.
During the Middle Ages Cologne
was a place of great trade ; the weav
ers, the goldsmiths, and the armorers
of the- city were famous the world
over; while its merchants had houses
in London, and the city Itself was ac
corded a chief place in the Hanseatic
league. Decay set in with the dawn of
the Reformation, and the place owed
its tlownfall to its intolerance. Thus,
it university, which in the fourteenth
and fifteenth centuries had a 4 great
reputation, began at once to" decline.
This policy dealt severe blows at the
prosperity of the town, and when,
in 174, Cologne was occupied by the
French, it was a poor and decayed
city of some 40,000 inhabitants,, of
which only 6,000 possessed civil rights.
Since 1815, however, when it was
finally assigned to Prussia, Cologne
has continued to prosper, until to
day it is one of the most important
ciiies of Germany, with a population
of nearly half a million.
Have Much the Same Thought.
A luxury is something we are apt
to think our neighbors cannot afford,
and our neighbors are apt to think
we cannot afford themselves.
All Approve of It.
Thrift is a religion with all men.
Even if they don't practice-it, they
annrove of it. Toledo Blade.
."Mr. Wetherell. I'd thank you .to pay
fuur aueuiioas eiwwueic
"What's that?" Wetherell gasped at
the abrupt attack. .
"Your attentions to Mrs. Kip are .
very, distasteful to me."
y "My dear; fellow, I hope you don't
tmagine for one moment that Why.
your wife J is the finest little girl la
the world rj; : K
. . ... ...
,xnat 8 ror me to say, not you it
'V "My Word I this Is amazing ! V
"It Is. indeed.'. It will be more than
that if you come around again.. -Had
you-heard that your country was atr
war?! .,W "
"I had.? ' .. :
WeU, 4i big, strapping fellow' i Uke
you .ought to be over there fighting for
his - country . Instead of looking for
trouble, here,;, u :
. . Wetherrfl'a nnlc - at the 'domestic
situation; was. forgotten in the .attack
on Hi -patnousm. xie orcw luiaseu
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Uad Van MmnI Thaf Vniti risiintrv
Was at War?"
up with an unconsciously military au-
tomatlsm and said, "I' fancy Fm doing'
as much , service here as I could do
- "More, , perhaps,' Bayard -sneered,
with contemptiiousj irony j"But that's
your-business, not mine. Mrsi- Kip is -my
business end I don't intend to have
her I subjected to ; your-ryour atten
tions. Tm trying to be neutral, ; but '
by , Well, I've warned you. ; Good .
dayr . , ' ' ";V;K:' -
Bayard joined, Leila in the vestibule"
and they , went up in the elevator to- :
gether. She waited till they were in
their own apartment before she de
manded "an account of the conversation.,-;
..i..;- y.y,y :SiSZ?y.
He told her in a rage and she flew
hifn anntllW ' fiho rfir-Mofl hop imlth
between Bayard and Daphne. .- There
was enough for -both. - Daphne tried
to escape, ' but. being cornered, pro
ceeded to fight back, whereupon Leila
denounced her to Bayard and told of
her ride .with Duane. . y- -.
' It wras a right good fight and getting
well beyond the' bounds, of .discretion,
when : the itelephonV 'announced that -Clay
Wimburn. was calling. ' :
- Nobody Imaginable" would have been
welcome in that battlefield, but Clay
seemed peculiarly 111 " timed. Bayard
went to the telephone and called
down : .-"A--'-'-.' .
"Tell him we're oaL" J - v'
.""Yes, slrj ti yyy- ' :
Evidently the telephone was take
from . the hall man's , hand, f for Clay's
voice roared -In Bayard's ear::.
you're in, and I'm coming up. It's a '
matter of life and death. I'm en my
way .up now." . . j, . - ' ;
"it seemed decenter - that Leila and
Daphne should disappear, 'since Bay-,
ard ,had said that? they , were, all out.
The women retreated t Leila's room
as a good coign of audition.
(TO BE CONTINUED.) .
SAVES WASTAGE OF LIGHT
Device That Automatically Turns Off
Power Has Been Found to Be
of Real Value. '
One of the considerable sources of
fuel waste is the unnecessary burning
of electric lights. A large percentage
of lights are used chiefly for limited
periods, as for instance in cloak
rooms. They are turned on and then
heedlessly left burning. Thus we are
constantly recommended to shut off
needless lights as a matter of national
saving. - v.'-
An Invention designed to remedy
this condition Is the work of J. E.
Lewis of New York. By pushing a
button the light is turned on and glows
for a predetermined period say, five
or ten minutes-and then is auto-
matically cut off. The device has been
tested and found practical and seems
useful in the way of checking electric
light waste.
' Match Scratcher.
Save tl.e strip of sandpaper that
comes on the match boxes and tack
on jamb of door with tiny Swede
tacks; or strips of -sandpaper may be
cut five inches long and three-eighths"
inch wide. Place a tack at each end
and one In the middle. This will not .
Interfere with opening and closing of
door, and will save steps In running
bock to get another match. - -
Daily Thought.
' He makes no friend who never mad
a foe. Tennysoa. - -
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