10 XfcZoMen rg. mreße-81^ Not long ago a B wealthy Western wo man was heavily fined by the customs authorities for falsi fying her statement about the value of a dress she had bought in Paris. Upon In vestigation the Col lector announced that he was convinced that the reason the lady made a false report of what she paid for the frock was not because she desired to defraud; the Government, but J because she was afraid to tell her husband the truth about what the gar ment had cost. About the same time a man in Yonk ers appeared at home early one morn ing with a black eye and the most frightful tale of how he had been way laid by robbers and almost murdered, I and left for dead by the wayside, and 1 of how he had crawled home as soon as , he recovered consciousness. He Was Afraid to Tell Hli Wife the Plain Truth. The police Immediately began search for the footpads, and as they began to get "warm, as the children say In playing hide and seek, the gentleman confessed that there had been no as sault made upon him, but that he had tarried downtown too long and looked I too often upon the beer as It foameth, end had fallen against a fence in trying I to find his own domicile, and that he i liad concocted his cute little lie about j the assassins because he was afraid to j (To home and tell his wife the unvar- | Jilshed truth. Thus do we see how fear of the part- ! Tiers of our bosoms makes liars of us i ell. Probably, there is no other place on earth where strict veracity is at as | much of a discount as It Is in the fam- | 11v circle, where universal experience 1 Ijroves that, however admirable it may I >e as a theory, It Is a boomerang in practice. Probably no man and no wo WOMAN WOULD NOT GIVE OP Though Sickand Suffering; At Last Found Help in Lydia E. Finkham's Vegeta ble Compound. Richmond, Pa. " When I started taking Lydia E. Pinkham'o Vegetable , ir ,i..i n Compound I was in a HaHKwnM dreadfully rundown State of health, mSr tSS - ! had internal trou- bles, and was so ex -1 PR Hp tremely nervous and ills. -r* prostrated that if I had given in to my feelings I would I ® il have keen in bed. I '" yf 'I I Asitv/aslhad I 11 ■ifll ® II I hardly strength at times to be on my feet and what I did do was by a great effort. I could not sleep at night and of course felt very bad in the morning, end had a steady headache. "After taking tho second bottle I no ticed that the headache was not so bad, 1 rested better, and rr.y nerves were stronger. I continued it 3 use until it made a new woman of me, and now I can hardly realize that I am able to do BO much a3 I do. Whenever 1 know any woman in need of a good medicine I highly praise Lydia E. Plnkham's Veg etable Com pound." Mrs. FRANK CLARK, 3146 N. Tulip St., Richmond, Pa. 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Lady Wanted To sell guaranteed line of goods used in every home. Some make S4O to ♦SO a month. No sample case to buy. Ea»y, congenial work; steady income for 2 or 8 hours a day. Send postal to , M. K. Boyd, 204 liast 27th Street, New Yorlc. Try Telegraph Want Ads. TUESDAY EVENING, By DOROTHY DIX man ever tries telling; the exact truth to his wife or her husband, but once. That once Is sufficient to to point the moral. Let It not be forgotten that the champion liars of history and tradition, Ananias and Sapphlra, were a married couple, who had doubtless acquired dex terity In putting across plausible flbs In dealing with each other. Now most married people, while rec ognizing the Impossibility of maintain ing the character of truthful James and Veracious Sally, and still keeping up friendly relations, have regretted this necessity. To these unhappy tarradiudlers there is balm in Gllead by the decision that has just been handed bown by Judge George L. Phillips, of Cleveland, Ohio, who gives it as his judicial opinion that when a little lie will preserve the do mestic calm, the husband should tell it bravely and well, and In a manner to carry conviction. i Indeed, Judge Phillips—a Daniel, a ! Becond Daniel, 1 say, conic to judgment —holds that a man is actually repre- I hensible if he withholds the falsehood ; from his wife that would have pre sented a family squabble, ln comment ing on the evidence in a divorce case. Judge Phillips opined; "A little diplomacy, and there would have been no trouble In this family. A wife objects to a husband attending lodge meetings. Why tell her about It? What she doesn't know won't hurt her." Assuredly not. And It's perfectly wonderful how many astute married people, with a proper respect for their own peace and comfort, have antici pated Judge Phillips's decision, and In stead of telling their respective hus bands and wives the truth that would raise a row have told the little He that Insured the dove of peace still roosting on the roof pole. ' Mr. Smith Is perfectly aware that his beloved Maria will deliver a curtain lecture that will be interminable if he tells her that he stayed downtown at night to play poker with some old crony, but she will think that he did away from his own fireside to toil to make more money for her to spend, no more than his duty if he remained Very well, It's a cinch what Mr. Smith Is going to tell Maria about why he II Broadwau j h Jones HI " From the Play of j f \ George M. Cohan j t [ EDWARD MARSHALL } | | WM PbotofrspVi from Sceass ia the Play | V Copyright, 1013, by C. 17. Dillingham Company "I'll hurry." She started rapidly : ® w ay, but a footstep on the creaking | porch outside arrested her. She paused in an Intense excitement. gueus that's him now," her fa ther exclaimed, listening intently. "I'll let him in, pa." Half elated and half frightened, she hurried to the little entrance hall and opened the front door. A whiff of cigarette smoke, very different from any which the Jonesville boys emitted, caressed her nostrils as the door j swung open, and in the soft gleam of j the evening she saw two waiting fig ures. "Is Judge Spotswood at home?" •sked one of them. "Yes, sir; he's waiting for you. Don't you recognize me, Mr. Jones?" Broadway stepped with her into the lighted entry. "Why," he said, as j tonished, as he looked at her develop- I ing beauty, "you're not Clara, are i you?" I She could feel the admiration in his j tone, rather than see it on his face, for she could not look up. "Of course I am." j "Well, what do you think of that! | You're very different—why, you were : a little girl last time I saw you!" He j pulled Wallace forward by tho arm. | "This is my friend, Mr. Wallace. Dob, | this is the judge's daughter, Miss Spotswood." Now, she could see her old friend's j friend more clearly. Instantly she de cided that he was the handsomest of living men. She had been genuinely glad to see Broadway. Now, immedi ately, she forgot that he existed, j "I'm going to get Josie," she ex claimed and fled into the night. 1 "By heck, Broadway," Wallace com mented. "There's a pretty country girl! ] 1 dfdnt know they did it in such detail | in the rural districts." The Judge came to them with a ; hearty handclasp. "Welcome to this house again, my boy," said he. "It's been a long time since you have seen this room. Not changed much, eh? We i don't change much in Jonesville." He waved his hand toward Mrs. Spots wood, who was sitting in a flutter of expectancy, but would not rise because It seemed more elegant to remain seat ed. "Remember that lady?" Broadway hurried toward her. "I should say I do! Hello, Mrs. Spots wood; I'm awfully giad to see you again." Now she could rise with full pro priety, and did so, taking his hand cor dially. "Well, well, Broadway; it doesn't seem possible that it's you." Smiling in an unfeigned joy at seeing him, she took him by tho shoulders and slowly turned him around for in spection. "Yes, I guess I've changed," he laughed. "Nobody seemed to know me In the streets, and I saw only one face that I recognized." He brought Bob I lip. "This is Mr. Wallace, Mrs. Spots ; wood." She shook hlB friend's hand heartily. "I want you to feel right at home. I guess Broadway knows that all his friends are our friends." Wallace really was delighted by the whole atmosphere of simple welcome; and those eyes of Clara Spot* j wood's—he wondered if, when j Broadway took the full charge jof the gum works and came here to live, there would not be some I reason for a branch office of the Em j pire Advertising agency in Jonesville. l The Judge called thelr to J wasn't home for dinner. Mrs. Smith knows by experience the storm that will break over her Head If she admits that she paid J25 for her new hat. Therefore she sweetly re marks to Mr. Smith, that oh, dear, she's nearly dead; she's Just been running all over town trying to find a hat that looked like anything and that wouldn't ?nilnH bU V *\ 2, but i thank goodness, she ln ?. °" eighth avenue that looks as if It had come from Fifth J, V n en , Uo ' ,? nd c. she didn't have to pay but a 2 r »L Such a- bargain! Smith remarks that it looks E? o « ' an . h ? 8 Blad he ' B married to a woman who knows the value of money and doesn't fool it away as other And Mrs. Smith kisses him, ana has the difference between what she pays for the hat and what she savs she paid for the hat charged up on the gro- | eery book, and the butcher book, and deep peace reigns over Europe, Asia, | Polynesia and the Smith family. 1 u „ ®*P e, 'lences are not confined to the Smith family. They are daily en ac*®d.Jn every household In the Land, .U® ault la not with th « liar, but with the tyrant that makes the liar. No man but would like to be frank with | his wife. No woman but would like to be open and above board with her hus band, but the price of veracity is a con tinual row, and we all prefer peace even If we have to get It by subterfuge. We Fear Oar Wives and Huabandn, and ( Fear Breeds Liars. The truth Is, we are all afraid of our husbands and wives, and fear breeds Mars. A woman makes her husband lie to her because she won't stand for the truth. A man put a premium on his wife deceiving him because he won't stand for the truth frem her. and so it goes, and the biggest whopper that any man or woman ever tells is when they say to the partners of their bosoms' I always tell you the truth about ev erything. • Of course, it's better to fib than to be divorced, but most people have felt that the domestic lie was a degrada tion, and these will be cheered an<i com forted by Judge Phillips's decision tltat such lies are not only admissible, but a conjugal duty. portrait of the dead gum magnate. "It was made ten years ago," he said, in explanation. "But he didn't change much In his last ten years." said Mrs. Spotswood. "No; you bet he didn't," Broadway acknowledged bitterly. "Is Dave in the kitchen, mom?" the judge inquired, as Mrs. Spotswood started for the lemonade. "Yes." He went to her confidentially, hand ing her a coin, as soon as he was sure that Broadway and his friend were lost in contemplation of the portrait. "Give him this quarter then," he whispered, "and tell him to go over to the drug store and get six good cigars for me." Though this was mad extravagance, she countenanced it upon this great oc casion. "I'll tell him right away," she promised, and the judge smiled at her. She always rose to great occasions. "Didn't remember Clara, did you, when she went to the door?" he genial ly inquired of Broadway. "No; I didn't," he admitted. "She's quite a lady now, isn't she?" "Nineteen, near twenty." "She's a mitrhty pretty girl, judge," Wallace commented, with fervor. "Well, we're proud of her." The judge made a gesture as if warning them to listen carefully, and then dropped his voice, almost to a whisper. This was the home-coming of a Jones, and this was Jonesville. It should, he held, be celebrated in something stronger than lemonade. With an eye upon the door, he pulled a flask out of his pocket. "I thought maybe you boys would like a little drop of some thing, so I brought home this flask. Can't I fix you up a drink, Broadway?" Jackson guessed its quality, and, though his system yearned for alco hoi, rejected the more thought. "Not now, thanks." "Mr. Wallace?" Taking his cue from Jackson, Wal lace shook his head. "A little later, judge." The judge put the flask back in his pocket. "Well, don't say anything about it. Mrs. Spotswood would raise thunder if she thought I brought it in the house. She's an awful temporance crank." "Not a word from me, judge," Broad way assured him. "Nor from me,'- said Wallace. They were wondering why he did not begin to discuss business, bu. he soon explained. "Walt till you see Sammy, you won't know Mm." he be gan, beaming upon Broadway. "He'll be here c'irectly. I sent him to the of fice for some papers. I want you to see a copy of that will." "Yes; I'd like to, just as soon as pos sible," Broadway admitted. The judge turned to Wallace. "You knew very few people imagined that this boy would come in for it all?" "I can't understand it myself," said Broadway. "Of course I knew," said the judge complacently. "But I alwaytfvßupposed, judge, that the old gentleman hated me." "No, siree!" exclaimed the Judge. "Of course he didn't like the Idea ol your going to New York as soon as you grew up and not taking hold of the business as your father had. But ha never would have bought you out 11 he'd not been afraid you'd sell to soma one else. I know. I tjas in his confidence after you went away. He didn't want you to go to New York because he didn't understand you. He never had the least idea that you'd take up the wholesale liquor business down there, or take up any other business for that matter. He feared you'd go squander* ing your money. "I wish he had known the truth be fore he died! But he r/as really very fond of you, though he didn't always show It In a way you recognized, per haps. Naturally he would be; never married; no children of his own. ITo Bo Continued.] MARK CIIOKKD TO DEATH Special to The Telegraph Waynesboro, Pa.. Jan. 20.—A gray mare owned by John Bumbaugh, near Waynesboro, hanged itself in the stable some time Sunday night. The animal got one of Its hind legs over the halter and in an effort to free the leg it choked itself to death. KARRIBBURG g£l& TELEGRAPH j Their Married Life j | By MABEL HERBERT URNER j HELEN IS TORN WITH SYMPATHY AT THE NEEDLESS CRUELTY OF A LOVER S QUARREL By Mabel Herbert Urner "Looks like Bob and his girl's had a row," announced Warren at break fast. Helen put down her coffee cup with an explosive. "No!" "Well I met him yesterday. Looked pretty glum. Admitted he hadn't seen her since Tuesday." "What was it about? What did he say?" demanded Helen excitedly. "Bob never says much, but they've quarreled all right." "Oh. I'm SO sorry! 1 was afraid they might clash." "Well If they can't get along, they'd better find that out now." "They haven't broken tlieir engage ment! It isn't that bad?" Warren shrugged his shoulders. "Bob didn't give me any particulars. Men don't babble like women about those things." "He stopped in here yesterday," re flected Helen, "and the day before- — about five. Do you suppose he thought he might meet her here?" "Why should he think that?" ' "Because he said last week she was coming some afternoon soon to make her dinner call. I wonder," eagerly, "If 1 could" "Now see here—don't you get mixed up in this! You let Bob manage his own affairs. If I'd any sense, I wouldn't have told you. Now you'll ;e stewing around here all day, try ng to think of some way to bring ..hem together." It was as Warren had surmised All morning Helen worried about Louise whom she pictured eating her heart out in her longing to see Bob, yet too proud to make any overtures. She wanted to call her up, bui :'eared it might seem like an Intru sion. However, she stayed In all after noon with the vague hope that Louist might call. Louise Calls When at halfpast four the phone rang and the hoy announced "Mist Whitmore," Helen's Intuition was con firmed. Louise's face veil did not hide her pallor, and even through her gloves Helen felt that her hands were cold. "This Isn't Just a dinner call, and I'm not going to pretend that it Is," with the direct frankness that Helen ioved In her. "Did you know Bob and I have—have quarreled?" "Why—why no," stammered Helen untruthfully, with the thought that it might make Louise more comfort able. "Well we have," Louise' 3 voice waf quiet, but Helen felt the controlled quiver, "and I—l don't know just how it's coming out." "Oh, but every engaged couple has some disagreements," comforted Helen. "You musn't take a mere lovers' quarrel too seriously." "I haven't seen Bob since Tuesday. He hasn't phoned or written." "Have you?" asked Helen. "Oh. no,'' with a flash of pride. 'How could I?" "What was it about? But perhaps you'd rather not tell me," quickly. "Oh, it began with such a trivia l thing! It was last Tuesday, Bob caller" up and wanted to take me to dinner I said I'd be glad to go. but tha ifterward I'd have to attend a meet ing of our Animal Aid Society. Boh said 'cut the meeting' and we'd go tr the theater. But we're organizing a new branch of the work-—a rest farm for worn out horses, and I felt I ought to go." Here was another bond of common nterest, thought Helen, who was leenly in sympathy with every char ty for animals. "Bob was furious, but I finally per suaded him to come with me. Un fortunately there was hardly anyone it the meeting and we accomplished very little. All the way home he leered at women's societies, said they wore all impractical and never accom plished anything. He blamed me for spoiling our evening by what he called my 'sheer obstinacy.' Oh, I don't re member just what we said after that —we were both so excited!" "I know I know," murmured Helen, "how one dispute leads to an other until you grow desperate." The Itight Word "That's the word—desperate! We both said things we didn't mean. He stayed till twelve, but the more we talked the more the breach widened. The last thing he said was that when I wanted to see him I could let him know. He wouldn't trouble me again, until he heard from me." "What a cruel position to put you in," murmured Helen. "It WAS cruel!" Louise caught her breath with a sob. "He had no right to make that a condition. Now he's wai'ting for me to send for him, and 1 CAN'T And he's—lie's so unyielding! Oh, you don't know!" "I'm marriod to his brother," an swered Helen, simply. "You don't think I should make the overtures, do you?" with a fierce pride. "You wouldn't, would you?" Helen thought of the many times nho had done the "making up" with Warren, but she evaded the question. "No—no, I can't.! I would be un utterably wretched if I was con stantly humiliating myself. It may be obstinacy, but I never could give in when 1 knew I was right. I've told Bob all this, and he said we'd arrange our lives go there wouldn't be any chance for disputes—but how can we? We've been engaged less than a month, yet this is only the culmina-; tion of a dozen quarrels." Helen sighed. It seemed so hope less. "Oh. I can't analyze my love for hjni. I only know no one ever had such a hold on me. And he—he's so ijndemonstratlng, at times he's al most cold. Now that he's stayed away from me since Tuesday" With an Impulsive gesture Helen laid her hand over Louise's. "I want to tell you something that may help you a little. Bob was here both yesterday and the day before, about five. 1 know now he came 'hinking he might meet you." "What did he say? How did he seem ?" breathlessly "He only stayed a moment. He made some excuso about coming for t reference book of Warren's. But I :< now now that was only an excuse nd I—l wouldn't be surprised if he'd top by this afternoon." i The color rushed to Louise's face | and she dropped her eyes to hide th« Might in them. There was a sllenc< of several moments; then suddenl she rose. She was attain quite pale. "No," quietly, "1 don't want it thn way either. I'm going home now— before he comes. If he found me here l he'd think that was why I came, and I perhaps it was. To be honest, there WAS. a vague hope that I might meet him, or at least hear from him. I}u> I'm not going to be so weak. If Bob wants to see me he must come to me. I'll not connive or scheme in any way to bring It about." "If he should come after you're gone?" faltered Helen. "What shall I tell him? Is there anything you want me to say?" "No, I wouldn't want him to know that I even discussed It with you. In a way that's a concession, too." And with 411 Impulsive, tremulous kiss she gone. For the naxl twUnty nunutw Htlen, i anxious and distraught, wandered restlessly about the apartment. Then the door bell rang and Bob entered. "Was up In this neighborhood and just dropped In to bring back the book I took yesterday." Bob ft Disappointed He glanced quickly Into the front room, and Helen thought she saw a subtle shade cross his (ace. Its too bad you didn't come a few moments earlier." with studied care lessness, "you could have taken Louise home." Oh, was she here?" he had turned to put the book on the table now, an .. e ' en l -Ou!d not see his face. Yes, I told her .. she'd wait, you might come by. But she seemed to be in a hurry." Yes, Louise is always in a hurry. These modern young women lead a strenuous life. Well, I'm off." "\ou'd better stay for dinner, now that you're here," suggested Helen for want of something to say. "it won't be long before Warren comes." "Thank you, I'd like to, but I've some work to do to-night. So long." Helen stood by the window and watched him cross the street. She could not help a grudging admiration for his reticence. As much as he had wanted to ask about Louise, he had not. At least Louise had had the comfort of talking about It, but Bob had not even had that. Helen was still gazing out the win dow, brooding over the hopelessness of it all, when the telephone rang. "It's Louise," came a faltering voice. "I couldn't help calling up to know" "Yes, ha was here," interrupted Helen; "he has just l*'f. All I said was that I was sorry he hadn't come sooner, for he might have taken you home. I said it carelessly—he didn't guess that I knew." "What did he say?" The wire car ried all of Louise's tenseness. "Nothing absolutely nothing. I said you had to hurry off, and his very words were, 'Yes, Louise is al ways In a hurry. TheSe modern young women lead a strenuous life.' That •.vas all. And I said nothing more. That was right, wasn't it? You didn't want me to say anything?" "No—no; that was right. You did exactly right! I'm not weakening. I know my calling up now seems as though I was—but I'm not! Only I could not help wanting to know if he had been there. That was all." Oh, the inconsistencies, the strength, the weakness, the conflicting, baffling 'mpulses of a woman in love. Helen urned from the telephone, torn with her understanding and pity of it all. EATING RELIEVES STOMACH TROUBLE A Prominrnt Physician'* Adrlcft "Eat good foods and plenty of them. Dieting;, in many case, is almost crimin al. Get back to normal. To do so you must liave the proper quantity of nour ishment. You need it for brain or phy sical work. Probably there Is nothing the matter with your stomach except acidity. That Is merely an abnormal secretion of acid in the stomach. Neu tralize that acid and your stomach trouble will end at once. Neglect may mean ulcers if not coneer of the stom ach. Do not take patented medicines or pepsin tablets for dyspepsia. 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