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A LOVELESS MARRIAGE
ByRUBYM.AYRES
Anttier of "A Man' WM," "The One Unwanted," "A Bacheler
Auther et Husband" etc. .
Cepurtaht, Hit, bv PubUc Ltdatr Cemp'anu
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i'H glanceci at me, mm
.' .... ... (.. n mnrrv little dauahter."
L..I.1.
i' J forced iiijrWf te smile '
!' 'fihe Ih like her father," I answered.
I stepped te speak te the men who
wtn erecting marquee en tue rar
j. ' the lawn we were te nave
M .L If ! J f ,,i.l,t. Richard waited
dincini i""1 "
PIwi:i,,.,l Iip w'euld ee away. He
JLed another man te the one I had
wSwn for these few happy -hours by
?. stranger who looked at ine
."..L ,u' .i of the mnn I loved.
wj wondered If Francis meant te carry
Ju. threat. He se often sald.thlngs
whn he was In a rage 'and forget Mem;
St I did net think that he could for-
- '""Are" there many people coming te
night?" Richard nsiscci me as we wuveu
away again. . ... T ,,,, ,,,,
A striking plot unuiual lUuatient
Aeic, revenge and love.
Thtte alt blend fascinatingly in
"The' Revenge. of
Henry Jarreman"
A petccrful ncie serial legn
Thursday en This Page
"Over
There is
niirifirfwi
"Ela has se many friends
WSe she told me. Will Jjfu-nW, I
lire i the honor of a dnnce with you?"
I hesitated.
"I don't suppose I shall nance at
a " I said. "I have net danced for.
'"seu'tnea" you don't wish te dance
with me?"
I tried te laugh.
"Hew absurd. Of course net! 1
fchall be only tee pleased.
"Thank ydu." , ,
We turned back toward the house.
Grinds was coming down the .terrace.
There was something In his gait that
made my heart beat fast with npprc npprc
DHUlen. With sudden Impulse I spoke
te the man beside me."
"If Fraucls-rlf my husband sks
ma aiks you a question that may
don't be
wish
surprise you plcascpleasc den
liere that it Is my wish. I den t
it X don't wish It "
"Marjenei
m in me deemed te escanc Richard
Were he was aware of it; the next
moment he was as, composed ns ever,
his face calm and indifferent as he went
t meet inv nusDana.
I left them together.
Frem my bedroom window I wntched
them pacing up and down in the sun-
bine. I could see that Francis was
talking quickly and earnestly, and Rich
ard new and then replied.
What were they saying? I was
Standing there in ngeny, when Elsa
opened the deer behind me. .
"What are you doing, mother?" she
asked in surprise. "Yeu leek you leek
as If What la the matter?"
I forced myself te smile.
"I was watching your father and
Mr. Tempest," I said. "What tall men
they both are!"
She went nearer te the window te.
leek. She steed in the sunshine, as
dainty a figure as any man could wish
for, looking down at the man who had
loved her mother years before she was
te".
'I think Mr; Tempest Is wonderful!"
the said, with a long-drawn breath;
"Mether, did you ever ee any one se
handsome?"
What could I say?
She turned slowly.
"I don't believe you like him." she
accused me. "Yeu always seem te try-
te turn the subject when X speatt or
Mm. Don't you want me te marry
Win?"
"I want yeii te be happy.'' I told
her. "And I think that a younger
man "
"Richard Is net old!" she cried in
dignantly. "He is old eneueh te be veur father."
I answered.
She burst into angry tears. She told
m that I always tried te make her
unhappy; that she did net believe I
really loved her. I put my arms round
her and kissed her, nnd tried te seethe
her, but my heart felt empty.
i urn net want her te cry en her
birthday, se presently she wiped her
eyes and kissed me: and uc went ilenn
TO lunch.
THEGUMPS-Wedding Bells
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HE HASN'T. ALU
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SOMEBODY'S STENOGThe Bess Has an Argument
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C7RDER FOR BOLTS -An' WHATS MORE
I WOtfT PAY Y?0 Ft)R THE LAST
ORCVE.R AM VAHATS MOKE I AIEAEP?
MTEMDE.b TO PAYrOU -'UTTi-E.
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The Yeung Lady Acress the Way
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CHAPTER XLI
The Invitations te the party were for
o'clock, hnl! lnnr liefnre that hour
Kiss was diessed In her new eewn n
wonderful cocfdctlen she had breucht
uUiuk from Paris.
M If U.n nhtta ...Ifli n nnln Ul.in tn.li
v ..Ha ntiiCf ...LI. u i'uil: u...u au.U)
Ind khnrt t!.-lr(- flint OimvpI Imp llfllc
"feet and ankles in their white shoes
and stockings.
Francis and Richard and I were in
the hall when she came down stairs.
."Well, my beauty!" said Francis.
lie put nn arm round her and kissed I
uer he really loved Elsa.
Me turned tb ltich&rd.
"Whut de you think- of inv
santy?" he nbked.
isa bluslied and laughed.
the said. Rut I caught the glnnce she
lt te Richard.
OUT BHPQta hltffnn In inmn. tmrm nflnt
Wnat, and for mere than nn hour I was
TUty receiving nml lntrmliieini
There was a band plajlng en the lawn
wry swell band from town and
refreshments were bcrved nt little round
UWes under Japanese sunshndes.
,.Maj wua with excitement. She
Wtted here nnd there, always with Heme
pan in attendance ; generally Richard.
DUt OnPft I MllfVlf. eUlit l.lrr. oil,!....
piene, nnd looking rather bored.
' "pone te mm as I passed.
I am nfrnt.l trni r . .,:,:....
Uelf." v...j.v.,.s
I. V,0ked up at me with the old smile
ie nls eves.
'I always lintn n i.rmr.1 " ..i.e litu
JMwer "Yeu leek tired te death ill-
"UJ.
ground was scattered with pink nnd
crimson and white 'petals.
"Yeu have n beautiful home," said
Richard. ''This Is a place where there
should be much' happiness."
"I hope some day Elsa will find II
here," I told him.
"Elsa!" He echoed her nanje with
out interest. "She is net thinking of
marrying, is she?"
My lips felt etlff.
"De net all girls think of It as seen
ns they are- out of the schoolroom?" I
asked.
"But she is such a child," he said.
He looked down, nt me, smiling. "It
la absurd te think of your daughter
with -n husband, Marjerle."
"Net se absurd," I maintained. "In'
dced, she hns already besun te talk of
what she Will de when she hns a house
of her own."
lie laughed.
"That makes me feel old." he said.
I cannot ulwnvs remember that who
Is your daughter.1' . He stepped nnd
pointed te a yellow rose hanging loosely
from its sterti, ns if tire heat of the sun
had wearied it. "May I have that
ilewcr.'" he asked.
"Oh. de!" I said.
Rut he did net attempt te pick it
"Will you slve it te me?." he usk
j loeKca up nt Win, startled.
Our eyes met and held each ether,
then I besan te walk quickly awav,
afraid net of him, but of mvsclf.
He did net fellow; nnd I hurried
back te the lawn, and its Bay crowd.
But the weight of my heart seemed
te hn,ve lifted. He had said nothing,
and yet he had said everything, for I
knew that he did net care for Elsa.
save as any man might care for a nrettv
child.
The afternoon went mere quickly
after that. Toward C o'clock our
guests began te depart. Many of them
these that lived round about the vil
lagewere te return later for the dance
n the marquee, but some weic jtelna
back te Londen.
"Have VOIl pninrr.il rnii..K'iii T
asked Elsa as she steed beside me bld-
umg tnem goea-by, and she shrugged
her shoulders'.
"It wasn't bad," she said, "But
there weren't enough ices. And the
band was beastly, I thought. Didn't
you?
That was Elsa all the world ever.
Beiere I could answer she was mevlne
away. D
"Where is Mr. Tmnniv t i.i.
seen him for ever se Ions," she said.
4i i . 0' nni1 8ne danced nway
lf.ui.sh th.e Hn?hlne e" gajly ns one
of the pointed butterflies that were
chasing each ether among the roses.
Hew pretty your girl has grown!"
a Mrs. Lambert said te me later in the
evening. "Are you net proud of her?"
leg, I answered readilr.
And se I was. It was she who was
net proud of me.
CHAPTER XLI I
Seme mothers nnd their daughters
are like Bisters together. Elsa only
treated me as a sort of peer relation
who is allowed te live in the house and
9 .! . ", t0 mnl!e herself agreeable.
And is It true," Mrs. Lambert went
en, mat she is well, that there is
something between her and that hand
some Mr. Tempest?"
I forced a smile. ,
"He is years elder than Elsa," J
sald.
"Naturally, but he i3 a very young
looking mnn, nnd she seems immensely
token with him. My boy saw them In
Oxhcy Weeds this morning, quite
early."
les, I Knew they went there," I an
swered. When I was dressing for the dnnce
that nlyht something hard btruck inv
window from the outside.
I listened for n mnmenf ivnmlni.ini,.
ani' MtfZ&l PETEY-StiU at.Plnehurat
window wide, leaned down Inte the gar-
uen.
AMD ME JUST WORSHIPS 1WE GROUND
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sjTN ME- I'M NOT GfcTTtN&ANX
SeONGElt- A VU01AAN or MS A6E
m!SSmHNG OtSN'T GtY
THOSE OPPORTUNITIES tNJtBX . -,
KNOVW.A COT Or VWOMEM WMe
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SWEET HEART ? AN TEV-
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says the price of spring wheat is
pretty low but the fnrmer should
cheer up ns real spring isn't here
yet and she supposes most people
arc still using winter wheal.
PATHETIC FIGURES
By FONTAINE FOX
SCHOOL DAYS
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''My head aches a little," I admit-
!." wade no comment; we steed side
V aide, watching the cay scene.
1 the gar-
It was net set dark, hut Hip r.'
many shndews nud that curious gray
ness that se eftcli fellows great heat.
Richard Tempest steed there en the
path below. .
He raised his fi'nger ns If te tell me
net te speak, then he threw something
up. I caught it in a trembling hand, i
u nd went back ngain, closing the win-1
dew. I
The little object I held was u note,
screwed uu and uddressed in pencil.
I upfelded it with ns much trera
bllng eagerness us a girl who receives
her first love letter; but there was noth
ing much In it.
"I must see you alone tonight. Where
and when?"
I burned the note In n candle flame
en my dressing table and threw the
powdery nshes into the night; then 1
finished dressing and went downstairs.
The garden was lit with hundreds of
tiny colored lamps; it looked like a
eoene from a fairy piny. The Mir mar
quee was lit with electric lights ami
decorated with led nnd white flowers.
We were te have supper en the Inwn,
"Oh, hew pretty!" I wild involun
tarily, as steed nt the open deer.
"Pretty enough," said Trancis. com
ing behind me. "An Ideal nisht for
leveis, chV"
"Yes," I agreed.
lie ejed me critically.
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I., " 1VU lUUft .iwill.b 113 UIDU, r Oillll
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""'! i-lsa hud se inniiy friends nparl I waist. "Kiss me, Marjerle."
int.1?0, .' fclt n lltll strange uud ' I turned my face awav.
.l.k " ,If nly he had been like her "Oh, plense d-in't! You'll ruffle mv
'-tacr. If only she had been te me .hair!" I objected,
..ml B0ine daughters arc te their I He kissed me twice, roughly, and let
are h' hew different my life would i me go
,,." i "i m n loei ie give you n ineugnc,
Rich iCnny r your tll0lshls," said . he said.
. T(I. T hntl fiftVM inniii!i.ri.i m illnllki. In
, Harted. , ,s cmbrnccs. Sometimes I think he
ItL'ftu .il 11.1.1.1 i. .iter . . .. . i . ..
tkl.. i i ' luiimiiig new uiacrcnt. unew mat, nuu se terceu ineni en me.
"it ' '.B'ghL have been," I said. But I had little time te think of my
1 stepped helplessly : hew salf. Alremlv there were tivlnkllne
lights coming up the drive the big
headlights of meters, the smaller lamps
of carriages.
By 0 o'clock the marquee was crowd
ed nud dancing in full swing.
I saw Richard dancing with E!ea.
Francis was joking with a French girl
whom Mrs. Lambert had brought with
her. Everywhere was laughter.
Several people asked me te dance
and nt last I had te give in. I have
always leed dancing, and that night
as I twirled round I forget that this
was my daughter's comlng-ef-age party,
nod was a girl again myself In heart,
at least.
I had just finished a set of lancers
with a boy friend of Elsa's a tall,
bread-shouldered lad, who no doubt
paid meattentten because I was her
mother when Richard Tempeat came
down the marquee toward ui.
"May I have the pUaiure of a
dance?." he asked' formally. '
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