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