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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
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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
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11v circle, where universal experience 1
Ijroves that, however admirable it may I
>e as a theory, It Is a boomerang in
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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.
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it at any drug store for a few cents.
Take a teaspoonful in a quarter glass
of water after each meal. The relief
will be immediate."—Advertisement.
Weak Often
Lead to Serio js Illness
If you have weak lungs, you are gen
erally subject to colds or throat trouble
and easily susceptible to serious Lung
Trouble. In many cases pneumonia or
bronchial trouble's leave the Lungs in a
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climate and other treatments failed to
bring relief. Read of this case:
231 S. Atlantic Ave.. Haddonfleld, N. J.
"Gentlemen: In the fall of 1905 I
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mediately. At this time I was advised
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last week in October. I began to im
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my recovery has been effected, and I
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(Signed) W. M. TATEM.
(Above abbreviated; more on re
quest.)
Eckman's Alterative has been proven
by many years' test to be most -effica
cious for severe Throat and Lung Af
fections Bronchitis, Bronchial Asthma,
Stubborn Colds and in upbuilding the
system. Contains no narcotics, pois
ons or habit-forming drugs. Sold by
leading druggists. Write the Eckman
Laboratory, Philadelphia, Pn.. for book
let telling of recoveries and additional
evidence.—Advertisement.
Cumberland Valley Railroad
TIME TABLE
In Effect November 30, 191 J.
TRAINS leave Harrisburg—
For Winchester and Martlnsburg
6.03, *7:52 a. m., *3:40 p. in.
For Hagerstown, Chambersburg, Car
lisle, Mechanlcsburg and Intermedial*
stations at 6:03, *7:52. *11:53 a. in
•3:40, 6:32. *7.40 *11:15 p. m.
Additional trains for Carlisle and
Met hunicHburc at 940 a. m 2:18, 127
6:10. 9 30 a. m.
For DiUaburg at 6:01. *7:62 md
•11:63 a. m.. 2:18. >3:40. 6:38 and <:3U
p. m.
'Dally. All other trains dally except
Sunday. H. A RIDDLE,
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Bupt.
Breaks a Cold Over Night
aUICK REMEDY FOR GRIP
Small Tablets—Eaay to Take—2s Centa
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M Worth Third St. Penaa. Statloa
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