Bemornii Wal the room, touching its little familiar objects with tender hands. K. watched her. There was this curious element Bellefonte, Pa., March 2, 1917. a——— “IR” Mary Roberts Rinehart bce ~ vr — a (Copyright, by McClure Publications, Inc.) (Continued from last week.) SYNOPSIS. ' CHAPTER I—At her home In the Street Sidney Page agrees to marry Joe Drum: mond ‘‘after years and years’ and talks to K. Le Moyne, the new roomer, CHAPTER II—Sidney’s aunt Harriet who has been dressmaking with Sidney's mother, launches an independent modiste’s parlor. Sidney gets Dr, Ed Wilson's in- fluence with his brother, Doctor Max, the successful young surgeon, to place her ir the hospital as a probationer nurse. CHAPTER III-K. becomes acquaintec -in the Street. Sidney asks him to stay on as a roomer and explains her plans foi Bnsheing her home while she is in the school. CHAPTER IV—Doctor Max gets Sidney into the hospital school. CHAPTER V—Sidney and K. spend ar afternoon in the country. Sidney falls into the river. CHAPTER VI—Max asks Carlotta Har- rison, a probationer, to take a motor ride with him. Joe finds Sidney and K. al the country hotel, where Sidney is drying her clothes, and is insanely jealous. CHAPTER VII—While Sidney ‘and K are dining on the terrace, Max and Car: lotta appear. K. does not see them, but for some reason seeing him disturbs Car. lotta strangely. On her first Sunday haif-holiday, she was free in the morning, and went to *hurch with her mother, going back to the hospital after the service. So it was two weeks before she saw Le Moyne again. Even then, it was only for a short time. Christine and Palmer Howe came in to see her, and to in- spect the balcony, now finished. But Sidney and Le Moyne had a few words together first. There was a change in Sidney. Le Moyne was quick to see it. She was a trifle subdued, with a puzzled look in her blue eyes. Her mouth was tender, as always, but he thought it drooped. There was a new atmosphere of wist- fulness about the girl that made his heart ache. They were alone in the little parlor with its brown lamp and blue silk shade. K. never smoked in the parlor, but by sheer force of habit he held the pipe in his teeth. “And how have things been going?” asked Sidney practically. “Your steward has little to report. Aunt Harriet, who left you her love, has had the complete order for the Lorenz trousseau. I thought I'd ask you about the veil. We're rather in a quandary. Do you like this new fashion of draping the veil from be- hind the coiffure in the back—" Sidney had been sitting on the edge of her chair, staring. “There,” she said—“I knew it! This house is fatal! They're making an old woman of you already.” Her tone wag tragic. He sucked calmly at his dead pipe. “Katie has a new prescriptiocn—rec- ipe—for bread. It has more bread and fewer airholes. One cake of yeast—" . Sidney sprang tq ker feet. “It's perfectly terrible!” she cried. “Because you rent a room in this house is no reason why yeu should give up your perscnality and ycur—your intel- ligence. Mother says you water the flowers every morning, and lock up the house before you go to bed. I—I aever meant you to adopt the family!” XK. removed his pipe and gazed ear- mestly into the bowl. “Bill Taft has had kittens under the porch,” he said. “And the groceryman has been sending short weight. We've bought scales now, and weigh every- thing.” “You are evading the question.” “Dear child, I am doing these things because I like to do them. For—for some time I've been floating, and now I've got a home.” Sidney gazed helplessly at his im- perturbable face. He seemed older than she had recalled him: the hair over his ears was almost white. And yet he was just thirty. That was Palmer Howe's - age, and Palmer seemed like a Loy. But he %eld him- self more erect than he had in the first days of his occupancy of the second #oor front. “And now,” he said cheerfully, “what about yourself? You've lost a lot of illusions, of course, but perhaps you've Zained ideals. That's a step.” “Life,” observed Sidney, with the wisdom of two weeks out in the world, “life is a. terrible thing, K. We think we've got it, and—it's got us.” “Undoubtedly.” **When I think of how simple I used to thick it all was! One grew up and got married, and—and perhaps had children. And when one got very old, one died. Lately I've been seeing that life really consists of exceptions— @hildren who don’t grow up, and grown-ups who die before they are old. And”—this took an effort, but she fooked at him squarely—‘“and people who have children, but are not mar- ried. It all rather hurts.” “All knowledge that is worth while fourts in the getting.” Sidney got up and wandered around ti a ‘They're Making an Old Woman of You Already.” n his love for her, that when he was vith her it took on the guise of friend- ship and deceived even himself. It was only in lonely hours that it took on truth, became a hopeless yearning for the teuch of her hand or a glance from her clear eyes. “There is something else,” she said absently., “I cannot talk it over with mother. There is a girl in the ward—" “A patient?” : . “Yes. She is quite pretty. She has had typhoid, but she is a little better. She’s—not a good person.” “I see.” “At first I couldn’t bear to go near 1er. I shivered when I had to straight- >n her bed. I—I'm being very frank, ut I've got to talk this out with some- me. I worried a lot about it, because, uthough at first I hated her, now 1 lon’t. I rather like her.” vas no disapproval in his eyes. “Yes.” “Well, this is the question: She’s jetting better. She'll be going out oon. Don’t you think something sought to be done to keep her from— roing back?” There was a shadow in K.s eyes 10w. She was so young to face all ‘his; and yet, since face it she must, iow much better to have her do it squarely. “Does she want to change her of life?” “I don’t know, of course. some things one doesn’t discuss. She cares a great deal for some man. The other day I propped her up in bed and gave her a newspaper, and after a while I found the paper on the floor, and she was crying. The other pa- tients avoid her, ard it was some time before I noticed it. The next day she told me that the man was going to marry somecne else. ‘He wouldn't marry me, of course, she said; ‘but he might have told-me.’ ” -Le Moyne did his best, that after- noon in the little parlor, to provide Sidney with a philosophy to carry her through her training. He told her that certain responsibilities were hers, but that she could rot reform the world. Broad charity, tenderness and healing were her province. “Help them all you can,” he finished, feeling inadequate and hopelessly di- dactic. “Cure them; send them cut with a smile; and—Ileave the rest to the Almighty.” Sidney was resigned, but not con- tent. Newly facing the evil of the world, she was a rampant reformer at once. Only the arrival of Christine and her fiance saved his philosophy from complete rout. He had time for a question between the ring of the bell ard Katie's deliberate progress from the kitchen to the front door. “How about the surgeon, young Wil- son? Do ycu ever see him?” His tone was carefully casual. “Almost every day. He stops at the door of the ward and speaks to me. It makes me quite distinguished, for a prebationer. Usually, you know, the staff never even see the probationers.” “And—the glamour persists?’ He smiled down at her. “I think he is very wonderful,” said Sidney valiantly. Christine Lorenz, while not large, seemed to fill the little room. Her voice, which was frequent and pene- trating, her smile, which was wide and showed very white teeth that were a trifle large for beauty, her all-embrac- ing good nature, dominated the entire lower floor. K., who had met her be- fore, retired into silence and a corner. Young Howe smoked a cigarette in the hall. “You poor thing!” said Christine, and put her cheek against Sidney's. “Why, you're positively thin! Palmer gives you a month to tire of it all; but I said—" “I take that back,” Palmer spoke in- dolently from the corridor. “There is the look of willing martyrdom in her | face.” | Howe was a good-looking man, thin 'smooth-shaven, aggressively well dressed. This Sunday afternoon, in a cutaway coat and high hat, with an English malacca stick, he was just a little out of the picture. The Street said he was “wild,” and that to get into the Country club set Christine mode There are | She looked at K. defiantly, but there ‘bility in the air. was losing more than she was gaining Christine had stepped out on the bal- cony, and was speaking to K. just in side. : “It's rather a queer way to live, of course,” she said. “But Palmer is a pau per, practically. We are going to take our meals at home for a while. You see certain things that we want we can’t have if we take a house—a car, for in- stance. We'll need one for running out to the Country club to dinner. And we're getting the Rosenfeld boy to drive it. He’s crazy about machin- ery, and he'll come for practically noth: ing.” K. had never known a married couple to take two rooms and go to the bride's mother’s for meals in order to keep a car. He lcoked faintly dazed. Also, certain sophistries of his former world about a cheap chauffeur being costly: in the end rose in his mind and were carefully suppressed. _ “You'll find a car a great comfort, I'm sure,” he said politely. Christine considered K. rather dis- tinguished. She liked his graying hair and steady eyes, and insisted on con- sidering his shabbiness a pose. She was conscious that she made a pretty picture in the French window, and preened herself like a bright bird. “You'll come out with us now and | then, I hope.” “Thank you.” “Isn't it cdd to think that we are going to be practically one family!” “Odd, but very pleasant.” He caught the flash of Christine's smile, and smiled back. Christine was glad she had decided to take rooms, glad that K. lived there. This thing of marriage being the end of all things was absurd. A married woman should have man friends; they kept her up. She would take him to the Country club. The women would be mad to know him. How clear-cut his profile was! CHAPTER IX. The hot August days dragged on. Merciless sunlight beat in through the slatted shutters of ward windows. At night, from the roof to which the nurses retired after prayers for a breath of air, lower surrounding roofs were seen to be covered with sleepers. Children dozed precariously on the edge of eternity; men and women sprawled in the grotesque postures of sleep. There was a sort of feverish irrita- Even the nurses, sto- ically unmindful of bodily discomfort, spoke curtly or not at all. Miss Dana, in Sidney's ward, went down with a low fever, and for a day or sc Sidney and Miss Grange got along as best they could. Sidney worked like two or more, performed marvels of bed mak- ing, learned to give alcohol baths for fever with the maximum of result and the minimum of time, even made rounds with a members of the staff and came through creditably. 3 Dr. Ed Wilson had sent a woman pa- tient into the ward, and his visits were the breath of life to the girl. “How're they treating you?” asked her, one day, abruptly. “Very well.” “Look at me squarely. You're pret- ty and you're young. Some of them will try to take it out of you. That's hu- man nature. Has anyone tried it yet?” Sidney looked distressed. “Positively, nc. It's been hot, and of course it’s troublesome to tell me everything. I—I think they're all very kind.” He reached out a square, competent hand, and put it over hers. “We miss ycu in the Street,” he said. “It’s all sort of dead there since you left.” (Continued next week.) he THE MONTH OF MARCH. In winsome disarray she hesitates Upon the threshold, frighted where she stands; The wind has tossed her garments, loosed her hair, About her brow it blows in wanton strands; Wistful her eyes, her mute lips, trembling, plead With me to voice her tender spirit's need. And that she fears to speak I love her more, I, the stern Earth, am thrilling with her grace, Noting where depths of shadow, glints of sun Are met together in her lovely face: Sweet prayer unsaid—Sweet song my life shall sing— Sweet maid of March, your heart has brought the Spring! —Edith Livingston Smith in Ainslee’s. March Public Schools in Hawaii. Honolulu.—So excellent is the stan- dard of public school instruction in the Hawaiian Islands that the new type of model bungalow schoolhouses, which are added to main school build- ings on the unit plan, have won a gold medal at the San Diego Exposi- tion. The Department of Public Instruc- tion of Hawaii and the Hawaii Pro- motion committee prepared three models of bungalow schoolhouses, fur- nishing the interiors with miniature desks and dolls, representing the large cosmopolitan student body, in- cluding Chinese, Japanese, Hawaiians, Portuguese, Spanish, Filipinos, Rus- sians, Koreans, Porto Ricans and An- glo-Saxon races. The bungalow schoolhouses have solved the problem | of greater and more hygienic accom- | modations for an increasing attend- ance and the plans for like structures | have been secured by school depart- ments in many parts of the Ameri- can mainland. Hawaii’s school popu- lation now totals more than 30,000 pupils.—Ex. ——For high class Job Work come to the WATCHMAN Office. can be secured. Also International Stock Food kinds. Medical. | It's ThreeY ears Old BUT MR. RINE SAYS IT'S JUST | AS GOOD TODAY AS WHEN IT WAS FIRST MADE. Over three years ago Mr. Rine tes- tified to complete relief from kidney ills. He later says that there has not been the slightest return of the | trouble. | Bellefonte sufferers will take a deal of comfort in Mr. Rine’s statement. Read what he says: James H. Rine, carpenter, 239 High St., Bellefonte, says: “My back was so weak I could hardly put my shoes on. I had severe pains through my limbs and could hardly drag my- self around. Doan’s Kidney Pills, which I got at Green’s Pharmacy Co., cured me.” Over three years later, Mr. Rine said: “I have had no occasion to use Doan’s Kidney Pills since they cured me.” Price 50c, at all dealers. Don’t simply ask for a kidney remedy—get Doan’s Kidney Pills—the same that Mr. Rine has twice publicly recom- mended. Foster-Milburn Co., Props. Buffalo, N. Y. 62-9 Employers, This Interests You The Workmans’ Compensation Law goes into effect Jan. 1, 1916. It makes Insurance Compulsory. We specialize in placing such in- surance. We Inspect Plants and recommend Accident Prevention Safe Guards which Reduce In- surance rates. It will be to your interest to con- sult us before placing your In- surance. JOHN F. GRAY. & SON, Bellefonte. 43-18-1y State College PAINT Will Improve Anything But the face of a pretty woman— for that needs no improvement. Perhaps your house does. If so, we would be glad to estimate on Painting or Paper Hanging no matter how small the job may be—and we will guarantee to do the the work right. Our past reputa- tion for good work and our exper- ience gained by 12 years at the business is at your command. FRED DUNZIK b BOTH PHONES. Yard Opposite P. R. R. Depot, : Painting and Decorating, Wall Paper and 58-23-1y aint Store. PLEASANT, GAP, PA. 61-20-tf BELL PHONE. Coal and Wood. FAV AV AT AVA A A. G. Morris, Jr. DEALER IN HIGH GRADE ANTHRACITE, BITUMINOUS AND CANNEL COAL Wood, Grain, Hay, Straw and Sand. VITA TA TA VAT AT AT AT AV AT LT AT AT aT A v.a (CURTIS Y. WAGNER, BROCKERHOFF MILLS, BELLEFONTE, PA. Manufacturer, Wholesaler and Retailer of Roller Flour Feed Corn Meal and Grain Manufactures and has on hand at all times the following brands of high grade flour: WHITE STAR OUR BEST HIGH GRADE VICTORY PATENT FANCY PATENT The only place in the county where that extraor- dinarily fine grade of spring wheat Patent Flour SPRAY and feed of all All kinds of Grain bought at the office Flour xchanged for wheat. OFFICE and STORE—BISHOP STREET, BELLEFONTE, PA. MILL AT ROOPSBURG. 7-19 SECHLER & COMPANY, EVERYTHING All the goods we advertise here are selling at prices prevailing this time last seascn. HAS NOT GONE UP IN PRICE MINCE MEAT. We are now making our MINCE MEAT and keeping it fully up to our usual high standard; nothing cut out or cut short and are selling it at our former price of 15 Cents Per Pound. SWEET POTATOES. Finest Selected SWEET POTATOES at 40 Cents Per Peck. Fine Celery, Oranges, Grape Fruit, Apricots, Peaches, Prunes—All spices (Except Pepper). Breakfast Foods, Extracts, Baking Powders, Soda, Corn- starch. The whole line of Soaps and Washing Powders, Starches, Blueing and many other articles are selling at the usual prices. COFFEES, TEAS AND RICE. On our Fine Coffees at 25¢, 28¢, 30c, 35¢ and 40c, there has been no change in price on quality of goods and no change in the price of TEAS. Rice has not advanced in price and can be used largely as a substitute for potatoes. All of these goods are costing us more than formerly but we are doing our best to Hold Down the Bill on high prices, hoping for a more favorable market in the near future. LET US HAVE YOUR ORDER and we will give you FINE GROCERIES at reasonable prices and give you good service. Bush House Block, - - 57-1 - - - Bellefonte, Pa. Shoes. Shoes. PRICES REDUCED PRICES REDUCED {EAGER SHOE STORE When the Time Comes to Purchase the Shoes and Slippers that you expect to buy remember you can save on each pair that is purchased at Yeagers. Compare the Prices Below with any other firm selling shoes, then you be the judge as to the better place to buy. Ladies’ Kreep-a-Wa Slippers, all colors, 98c Childs’ Kreep-a-Wa Slippers, all colors, 75C Men’s good quality Felt Slippers - - 75C Men’s Black and Tan Romeo Slippers =: $1.95 Ladies’ 8-inch Kid Boots - - - - - $3.25 Boy's High Cat Shoes - - - - -. - Childs’ Champagne Kid Shoes - - - $1.50 Ladies’ Warm Shoes for cold feet - - $1.35 YOU CAN SAVE MONEY |. on anything you may need in the shoe line. YEAGER'S, The Shoe Store for the Poor Man. Bush Arcade Bldg. 58-27 BELLEFONTE, PA. BANK ACCOUNT THE isn AR OF YOUR HOME : ! A Bank Account Is the Gibraltar of the Home! If you are a man of family you must have a bank account. A BANK ACCOUNT IS THE BULWARK, THE GIBRALTAR, OF YOUR HOME, It protects you in time of need. . It gives you a feeling of independence. It strengthens you. : ; It Is a Consolation to Your Wife, to Your Children | THE CENTRE COUNTY BANK, BELLEFONTE $3.00 : : wd
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