?-"
T
V
Vif-
." ,
"T
r
-?v
IP
W
f HE MAN WHO
- OF HIS
ny LUCILLE VAN SLYKE
Ceturieht ButteHeU Ce.
ffTTUU IV" 1U" ' .. v uiuu-
. jtrrmi.1 mnw nminiiir Tn mnn.
nKe thnn I anticipated." Bhe was
htntlilns hard. "Oh. you're mere of n
:i.n than I theueht!" She dared te
r idmlt hts KtrenRth, Ms power ever her.
"JIlll wc D.....- e - D
Mnr That yen nrmetl me for this kind
of encounter years and years age. That
first dny that yen reunn me crying
p, fl.." she Interrupted herBelf te add.
Impishly. "Theso weren't real rears.
Charles. I ncTer could cry. I took these
,,.r9 0ff the wet dish towels and lump
1 Urn en my checks te get yenr'sympathy !
n That very first day you told me te buck
V ., nml remember what BUI Shake-
tpcare said about living.
"Mil ("ny" 'AH the world's a Btase,'
iron told me. 'Whenever yeu're In n
tight corner pretend yon're an actor and
that there's an audlence watching. It's
llnble, te make quite a difference In the
'way J-0" hchave,' you said. And the
lether thing you taught me, that I never,
never forget, you didn't knew you
taught me. Yeu had a shabby copy of
Montaigne, you'd underlined, 'As seen
as women become ours, we are no longer
thdrs.' Well, think It ever, Charles.
You're going te be mlne ferever."
"Ten don't think I'm going te let
jet get away with that sort of thing?"
"Yeu're Bertha Shirley's husband!"
"Loek eutl" he warned Ler. "I tell
yea lt' t0 ,flt8 or you te pn11 th,s
kind of stuff."
"It's exactly the right tlme."
"Bertha's husbnndl "Why, Bertha
hwn't meant anything te me for years
land years.'" He began te pace about.
"We had that all out this spring. I
told yen the first night we talked te-
gtrther hew I felt about her and thnt,ham ft Mddy glcnm' thnt meant currant
I knew she didn't give a darn about me. .uyi n Brcat pitcher of milk and n
I played fair from the start. He you
can't begin hedging at this stage of the
can i Degin u u
sme. Oad, If you de, you re a worse
grafter than Bertha's been I Bhe only
grabbed a house nnd let and a few
doftM.bntyeu'v.ddlber
at everything i naa cnai was worm ,
Thilc te give." He strode toward her
angrUy. "I tell you I'll make you pay !"
His fingers bruised her arm. "Why,
... - ' ..n.. tt,.f n'n '
imp uenr, juu t -.. .". j
been playing with me thnt you den t
tare about me! '
"Loek here," he pulled a string of
white corals from his pocket. "I've been
tarrying these around llke a sentimental
feel for the lest two weeks. They're, the
corals I forget te get for you when you '
were little. And nnd the feeling I
, have for you new Is fee big that I was
afraid te try te give these afraid te
try te gle you anything afrnld te
(.peak or brcathe atmest, for fear I'd
offend oil "
Shu tools them from him. Slip paid
a levily thing ns bhe pw-ed her lips
against their cool, plnk-ilccked biir-
iacen
"'they weu mn t euena the mue : gut
1
ushi te uei ill ici ner weur uiem
B'"")s- .. . ...
"ion can c wtKen my symp u c ,
n longer," he retorted. m i imt
irk'theTbeSJtaii'
She iW them iTTer besom
.! e,.V' I 1 " h".2S&?.m:.. .mii
'iiiu let me moon around all suin-
a IIIIV til V ill lJ 114 14. 41 t J V. vt ,
iii r tlinikliiR you cared, and new ou
Mund thoie in cold bleed and niuke fun
of me!"
"I ii care." Her voice was gentle.
"Huw iniifli I care you can never
uiiilerstund. But it'.s thil way, 1 lee
jeu I shall always love you. I love
you the way Aunt Debs loved you. I
lee the boy in you and net the man.
It's exactly the way you leved me once.
Vm leved the little gill in me and net
the woman.
"I loe the woman new."
"Yeu only think you de."
"Yeu knew it that first day In the
weeds when I kissed your hair."
Bhe blew him un airy kiss from hcr
lingertip8.
"Take It back, you stingy dear! It
nas such a sketchy, scared little kis
that I won't miss It I Besides, you
didn't kisa me, you kissed spring. Ami
)eu'U forget all about it the very next
time you kiss Bertha. Oh, don't leek
Jikc that I Befere you knew It you'll
be back again at her side. You'll find
yourself tucking your fingcra under her
chin, you'll hear yourself saying, 'Le,
old lady, feeling better?' Oh, you could
no mere desert nor than I could let you !
"jiy, if you did, the mlnute it rained
you'd find yourself "worrying about
whether she'd remembered te put en
ier rubbers or if somebody had put
theni en for her. I've watched you de
it, I knew hew vain you are of her
pretty feet. I knew, tee, hew mueh she
needs you.
"Peer Bertha ! She's had very little
la Hfe! She's been cheated out of
JH the things that matter most tied
by the stupid tyranny of little things
iiem me uig gorgeous world uiii'
flung out her arms. "It'n tee late new
te teach her, but It's tee late new te
take nway the little she has; he
wouldn't knew hew tit find anything
else And jeu needn't wax sentimental
about jour midsummer madness. Your
feelings mny have fooled you, old dear,
bitt they never fooled me.
"Come new, sit down en this hair
cloth sofa n uiinute. It's ns shiny and
hard nnd secure ns a New England,
conscience It'B u geed plnce te take
inventory. Yeu're admittedly forty ferty
feii, and you had let yourself get
heied with life. Yeu were tired of
join-self and everybody, se like the
Messed goeae you were you blnmed it en
Jiir innocent wife and decided you
ncie urcu eecnusQ of hcr.
"Spring nnd I hnd te come te your
wuc. It was very lucky for you that
jl'i'Iiig nnd I came along when we did.
'lv't, eli, hew bored you'd be, Charley,
c".v. If it stayed spring forever. Fer
"u really are almost forty-eight and
were b yenrs and years nhend when it
Jj'ii be far pleasanter for you te sit by
we lire thnn It would he te dash about
with a violent soul who wanted te romp
ail day I And who wanted heaps and
"f-aps of noisy animals and kiddies about
Mien yeu've learned te like a quiet,
ell-erdeied house.
Oh, think of the chilly fall days
coming right new, when you'd hate
Pnjlng golf in the rnin with me, but
When you'd love te hurry home te a
Ketty woman boslde n fire, a woman
who doesn't want much mere than just
that you nnd her little flreulde. Hew
"y It Is for you te give her that ! Yeu
want te de much, much mere for her
thO da? VOU nrnmlnnil In lnvn nnd honor
Jn-and cherish her."
i He walked te the window nnd folded
(is arms. He stnred out into the blank
mss of the darkened garden for a long
-sjime. alie held her breath as she
watched him. She dreaded te leek in
C1'cjes when he turned.
ImPi" he btamraered, "perhaps
jvure right. Hut even if you are,
there s something that bothers me. Yeu
yen Te worn such shabby clothes all
WAS TIRED
WIFE
He Loved Her for
Her Meney
But Sally had no money, really,
And Andersen broke the engage
ment. He needed money badly, but he
needed Sally mere.
Should n real heroine marry such
a here?
Ruby Aytes selves this problem
In a new serial beginning tomorrow
en this page. Don't miss the open
ing installment of
'The One Unwanted
summer: you've had mighty little te
spend and yeu've had somebody else't.
reef ever your bead. What Is going te
ueciime ei you It It I let you nor'
fca';it,,mynlsWeu"hn70 ye,,r hyaclntiia t0
nut i mean regular things " he '
gestured awkwardly. "Yeu let slip one ,
tlme, when you weren't thinking, that
you d worked pretty hard for your llv-'
Ing. I'd llke te knew that everything ,
was going te De all right with you
perhaps I "
"Bless you, don't worry," she an
swered steadily. She put her hand in
his for the last time. ''With folks llke
me It doesn't really matter whether the
purse Is empty or filled. Either way,
everything will always be qulte nil
right with me."
It might have been an hour later that
he tramped up his own path. He moved ,
toward the threshold mcchanlcnlly. He
was deg-tired ; he felt desolate, deserted,
as though all the joy hnd gene from life.
Through the perch window he caught
a glimpse of n supper table beside a
lighted weed fire. It looked as though
Aunt Deberah's loving hnnds had
spread it bread and butter cut na sin-
pinte of thick molasses roeKies. .Mar-
Kery had done it very well Indeed. She
h d(jr(il r , an(l n t().
lmcce h ,)(,8,de hu p,nteJ An(, bp.
yemj tne tai,i0 in the big armchair,
with her head bent ever her embroidery,
rtaered. "Feeling
bettcl. old ,adj.? Whcn did you get
lome?
"About ten o'clock." Her voice
sounded small and thin after Margery's
ilppn eontrnlte: It startled him. He
mnHn no mnvft tewnrd her
. --"-- ,., i,or. ,,n,n
she lenned forward in the light te tnreau
her needle. It was then that he rubbed
his fje.s Incredulously. It was then that
lie discovered hew appeallngly pretty
she looked. There was a dear familiar
ity about her. '
"Why," he ejaculated, staring down
at the comb like Aunt Debernh's bllvcr I
comb, "Yeu vain thing! You've been
powdering your hair!"
"It's net powder." Her voice was!
tremuleus. "It's just that I'm getting i
e'd. Charles."
"Old!" he wolfed. "Yeu aren't
old." He was beginning te exult again
in her bcaut. His fingers lifted her
thin.
She wnntcd, eh, hew 'lie vnntcd. te i
bp haughty with him! Slie wanted te1
nialte mm buffer. Aim yet she hud te
, , The 8Wcet mmllity e ler Cye,
,jroke down th(J lnbt bllrrIcr between i
them.
jIe fc dfc nwkwnrdIy nt ,1Br slde.
..Bertha .. ,lt. Nll(1 lowly wlth hcr
hnnils nBaInst llls lil,Sl " gU0SH U'sl
rlBht what they say about there bcinc
no feel like an old feel. I've acted like
I mi old fenl nil summer, nnd the worst
part of it Is I can't sny I'm sorry. But I
if you could forgive me "
'Ter being tired of me?" ,
"Tired of you?" He was en his feet, ,
his entirely prosaic self once, mere
"What rubbish! I wasn't tired of jeu ,
I was just sort of disgusted with lif'i
generally. I didn't mean te take It out
en you " he actually thought he meant
it! "I'm pretty much of n grouch, and
yeu've been a patient little wife te put
up with me till these jenrs." ,
"Yeu're net mi old grouch " she I
murmured. '
"A hungry old grouch," hu Insisted j
as he reached te pull n plate toward him
and seated himfelf cawmlly en the arm
of hur chair. "Where'd jeu dig up all
this feed? There wasn't a thing in the
Ice-box. Jinks, I'm hungry!" He
munched contentedly. "Open your
mouth, old lady. Have a bite?"
And it was that gllmpse of them
that Mnrgery caught ns the taxi rattled
her toward the train.
"The dears 1" she murmured, and
shook hands with herself cordially, just
as he had taught her. "They're letter
perfect!"
It might have been a week later thnt
the bremldlc neighbor sat down beside
Charles en the eight-ten.
"Why didn't you tip un oft thnt
your cousin wns a celebrity? I made
ene feel of myself all right yesterday
afternoon In the Vnndemere. The wife
and I were waiting for some ene when
along blew Mrs. Dearborn. I wouldn't
have known her at first, but of course
the wife spotted her. The wlfe said
she hnd en about a thousand dollars'
worth of clothe, hut I didn't see any
thing but a stlfllsh hat and some blue
serge and white beads, She bowed an
pleasant as ou please. Chap next te
me saH, 'Y'seera te knew her well.'
" 'Nnme's Dearborn,' sajs T.
" 'Dearborn, nothing,' says he.
'That's Madge Sherman. Oc, she just
coins money hand ever fist'.'
" 'Doing what?' says I.
" 'Producing plays. Why. man alive,
In another five years she'll be the fore
most theatrical producer In America!
She's get a Btrlng of successes new thnt
,-miia mnbfl vmi blink. Moiiey-makers.
Just simple little plays that don't take
immii ucRnnrv or such hie ncters. hut
ul,..'s pet the trick of putting them
ucresa nnd getting the crowds te go see
'cm. Kind of a wU' at It. They sny
It doesn't mnse inherence new
crude the ncters .no or hew smal
the part they're going te play she
lellies 'cm Inte th'uklng they re Im
portant. Everybody who works for her
irets hipped en hcr. They eat out of
her hand.' "
Charles was no longer llstcnin te
the neighbor's tale. Again he thrilled
with emotions. Agnln she had reused
lim, angered him, baffled him and In
the end seethed him, just as she always
hnd. He fancied he could hear hcr
V" Blessings en Bill Shnkenpeare for
piling us that all the world'e a stage
It makes life lets easier te knew that
ill you have te de is play your little
""llew deftly she had shown him hla
PHew beautifully she had canceled her
fancied debt! .
The peace that passeth rill undo,
landing encompassed his soul. At tact
he knew the meaning of that sweet
imrte? called friendship, with 1H ne.
mite balanced accounts, with Its et -r-.
... ..I..,. .,,,,1 Hike. He knew that tl
rrneiance of the haelntlis with wh
( 'i
i.n hnd feasted her
soul would
last
through all hU toraerrowa
(TUB END.)
EVENING PUBLIC LEDQEK-PHILADELPHIA, ' TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 29, '1921
THE GUMPS Tlie Reliearsal
NEU. - TVUS TWE TVftUfcE
t&. trA aVM?- U0 Ve
VOX) V?0. MRS. BtM GOFVP-'
$0 XOO Ant NVlTEt
T"0 THE G0VftN0ttS ?MtT-
WIS EVtWVr4-
im
It il
k?2
k
!4L
ur-
SOMEBODY'S STENOG-Preit
I I'imvhfw' wprp'; a rwiAirp Rer I fT mL. I "" T TOOK AE. f 1 I HAD TO HAVE T H&A
UIBIU. OF FVE DOLLARS X-S ll 1BOTJCS0T ITtj-1 I HERe-s (JR ILLlS7:SOj
The Yeung Lady Acress the Way
The jeung lady across the way
sa.s he bnther Is only en the
scrub team, but she supposes the
men thnt rub the players down
nfter n. hard gnme really de as
much for their alma mater as any
body else nnd get none of the
glory.
up
PETEY Nothing te Werry About New
- OWW "Te Tfys BUROAR
SCARE. "IRfWK I OUCKT
16 KEp"lHISl?ert)I.VE12-HAWOY-
COSH, f HATk
TeTTilWKOP HoeTiuc
Somebody That's tb
7 UH-H IMIMC-
- - "r. .. . .
as -c can -,jr -j. .r .
BB f K ft) f M t. tmKsrnemJ '" J "P V HI
GASOLINE ALLEY Merely a Gasoline Instinct
(Cook Bill, cm Oe,ng"N $ fTcv 7
Te SHOW TMM- B.RD AHOvd) T I TR.MM.M" 'EM fc W )
V A LITTLE SPEED' y V EH-BILL A1rZ
Y jw
vim.,
TEU- MCJkt0N5
StMN
,il
and Less
THE TOONERVILLE TROLLEY
mm
Par
T OUDmi.
IME Tatow
50MEOMHrS
"THe Heuse
JIP3ET2
6 TFlPrr?
ffvB
Jm
JUL
'A
Zzritik
iX " 0KT5TKODt-Ger Tb ACTING UP
Ji3 DISORDERLY Oft THt CAK J.AST WEEK AMD
V 4j&? b WHctf YH SKifPCR AMD QOlRt DeTTS WR6
" 4"' Wi H,M eFf' & Me etir THt RfAR
&? IHO Se TIGHT THATTMfcVJCRKeO Tr(t CAR. S
?r RIGHT Pi.UMB Ofp XHe. TRACKS.
im
yy
w xa
mmkM
'tfrZsMMf, rr -rr.-w ..tr I m )
r' liiriir. fs iruA .-wk. i m r
V ' WW". V r d
x
VMftA? -
KaKZKTIfi
S22lz
TO E.-
msi
ma
By
r . c- er- UiHErue's
TFE C-G-CUM--
w
r.
Geed "TFemc vueve-
ICech KEHP1UC IT
HAWOY f V
HCAP.
oem."
J
"ES 0E
cm. m
- CAU-X
GENEVltVE
FONTAINE FOX
THE
K AT
' TWE 6ARCE- TtLV.
AT THE DOO'R
" m
SCHOOL DAYS
KqjJgnEM M. " ""V
E"- I M.
BE.
OAjrfTtmt jvrv
CA12CTUU
1-m.uvun-rswi
t ,
II
OFAt30RCtA, AWO
I'VE SOTTA 12JOIT Te
SHOOK MIWBUT
PeTeVOear'
COJW-I HE"Tr4&
TROOCHT OF MAVtMG
i
OOUKWMWI
VitM - hr IT
TUtVLL FlN ME
THE CAM tEAt INTO A CASTLE
vjnwevrr ueweAR4c- ru.
MAKC OMt OV TOSt OVA
VfrHES REACH
VhMi AN
Mi
SK 'fa hi
Copyright. 1821, by Public I-Jer Cenuny
that TR P'TcHiR in
VM PAWTSO CW. Y"a .
Z2i.-wf-S-iw5; L. RKfFie
FCfr w"U""-
J"rfi?i iPr . rX i . Jh. iuT.
RcL Vtwe
uar
aqeai.'
- iviu
That
VEVe SEEN A
Hundred cacs
kine i
CeV a
This morning. au
WHy Did you
Ce Aftgc that
PARTtCUtAR ONe?
werv ABOUT .7 immiK
THAT--UVr5CA'REjj WMi
yL The- Bullets cwtJ-; S
k
A
S . b "
. I I 1 I -M. iMT '- - . V 1 -
I
i i i
By Sidncf! Smith
MUSTttt
ONE NOHAN
HQH row. r
HOW vow --
.yii-t-
l'l "
nvMpH
By Hay ward
By DWIG
wr
eiw l
By C. A. Voight
By King
was a Rumeu Six- The N
mae la.st neuj that iv
nsw Cac i fe.a. uue picpikg
em Eie.(t.s
tuweLe ee:
-fc&A
IS te 1 1 i.1
n
y
v itii y A-
W
.yr--.
t&.:
'T't'l
i . . 'f'