12 WOMEN'S INTERESTS A GIRL AND A New and Vital Romance of City Life ! by Virginia Terhune Van Water CHAPTER LVTII (Copyright, 1916, Star Company.) "I will get the money somehow." All the way home, the assurance that she had given to Dr. Martin rang In Agnes' ears. And all the way home, before her mental vision, swam the sroes red face of Hasbrook Bainbridge as he had bent over her to kiss her last night. Sho had lost her job. She felt sure of this now, for If her failure to re port to-day had not caused her dis charge, the story that the man who tried to buy her would tell Mr. Hale was certain to do so. In her purse there was some change. There were also a few dollars due her at the office for the work she had al ready done this week. That was all she had in the world. And the oper ation alone would cost "two hundred and fifty, or thereabouts." "I will get the money somehow," she repeated stubbornly as she walked along, and the passi&n-inflamed face of Bainbridge still hovered before her mind's eyes. Her aunt was all she had in the world. It was to her aunt—the aunt who would die unless the operation was performed—that she owed her upbringing, her home, her Ideals— everything. It was the teaching of the gentle woman, now lying in the hospital, that made her shudder and shrink from the only way which seem ed open to her. She had to have two hundred and fifty dollars—even more than that amount. Bainbridge would, she knew, part with this money willingly if she would go to him and ask his pardon and offer to be on friendly terms with him once more. She shivered and felt faintly nauseated at the idea. "I will get the money somehow," she reiterated. People passed her, laughing and talking. She stared at them in dull amazement. How could they laugh? Walled in by her misery, she seemed to belong to another and more cruel world than did those about her—a world which held one heavy animal face, a world which echoed to just one sentence —"I will get the money somehow!" She remembered that hosts of men had given their lives for their fellows. Men had been called heroes for laying down life itself for their loved ones. A woman could give even more. Her aunt was dying. it was noon time. Prom houses that she passed came the smell of cooking. It sickened her. How could anyone eat? How could those Ital ian laborers, sitting with their lunch buckets on their laps at the side of an excavation, smile and chatter? That excavation looked like a grave— such a grave as they would dig for Aunt Lucy if she were to die. But she must not die! She should not die! Afterward Agnes did not remember opining the door of the house in whjch she lived. She did not recollect climbing the weary flights of stairs. 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Harrisburg Astonished by Merchant's Story A merchant relates the following: "For years I could not sleep with out turning every hour. Whatever I ate caused gas and sourness. Also had stomach catarrh. ONE SPOON FUL buckthorn bark, glycerine, etc., as mixed in Adler-1-ka relieved me INSTANTLY." Because Adler-i-ka flushes the ENTIRE alimentary tract It relieves ANY CASE constipation, eour stomach or gas and prevents appendicitis. It has QUICKEST ac tion of anything we ever sold. H. C. Kennedy, druggist, 321 Market street. Use Telegraph Want Ads % THURSDAY EVENING, standing with her hand clutching the knob of the opened apartment door, looking up into the face of Philip Hale. "Oh," she said, and then again. "Oh," all the while standing dazed be fore him. Jennie O'Neil, who had admitted the caller, glanced out into the hall, then, seeing Agnes' face, retired to the kitchen. Something in the pale, drawn countenance warned her to keep out of Philip laid his hand on Agnes' arm. "What is it, dear?" he asked gently. "Your aunt isn't —dead?" She shook her head. "Then come in," he urged. "You look like a ghost—poor child!" Silently she followed him into the parlor, her ashen face set, her fingers clutching and wringing each other. "Dearest." the man said softly, "tell me all about it. You must." As she shook her head dumbly, he looked down into her eyes. "Nothing in the world could make any difference if I know you love me," he said solemnly. "So you are going to tell me all about it, dear, because you do love me—don't you?' Agnes Gives Way She tried to speak, then, as he drew her to him. she threw her arms about his neck and burst into tears. Some subtle lnstuition warned Philip Hale not to attempt to check her weeping. Once he tried to lead her to a chair, but she clung to him. When at last the storm of her grief had subsided into sobs, Philip took from her her little wet ball of a hand kerchief and pressed his own fresh one to her eyes. She held up her face like a child while he wiped away her tears. And then before she knew it she was telling him everything. It was easy, now that she had begun. She told the whole sordid tale in an even voice. The man held her close while she talked. Once she felt him shud der. When the story was ended, she rais ed her eyes again to his face, and gasped at what she saw there. The boy seemed to have became a middle aged man. His eyes were mere dark slits in his white face. She could see a pulse in his neck beating rapidly. Yet when he spoke it was in a calm, low voice. "Is that all?' he asked. "Yes." she answered. "God!" he muttered softly. Then, still in the same unagitated voice: "Listen—you are mine—do you un derstand? Mine! And nothing is go ing to happen to you. I want you to believe that. Because you are to be my wife, you can believe me." He drew in his breath sharply. "And now," he added, kissing her and turning away, "I'm going to see Bainbridge. He won't trouble you again." She tried to speak, tried to seize him by the arm, but, eluding her grasp, he was gone. (To Be Continued.) PRETTY PATTERN FOR NIGHT GOWN Simplicity Marks Latest Style in Sleeping Costume; How It Is Made By MAY MAN™ 91 lo (With Basting Lint end. Added Seam Aliowance) One-Piece Night Gown, Small 34 or 36, Medium 38 or 40, Large 4a or 44 bust. Nothing could be prettier or daintiei han this simple night pown. In fact, its very simplicity means us greatest charm. It is made of fine material and the scallops ind the designs are embroidered by hand. The Empire ribbon that is passed through lashes worked for the purpose makes a -harming finish. You can copy it in any material that you prefer and you can make it white or you can make it of flesh color, but the all white garment illustrated has a peculiar charm of its own. If the bare arms and low neck are not liked, the gown can be made with kimono sleeves and with 1 round neck, and when it is treated in that *ay, it is pretty with the edges scalloped ind embroidered and the fullness held by smocking. For the gown illustrated cr*pe de chine and washable satin are appropriate as well as the cotton ma terials and crflpe de chine is especially well liked with the finish of machine hem stitching on the edges. For the medium size will be needed, 4 yards of material 27 inches wide, 3 *i yards 36 or 44. . The night gown pattern No. 9110 is cut in three sizes, small 34 or 36, medium 38 or 40, large 4a or *4 bust, and the tm broidery pattern No. 938 in one size. They will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Department of this paper, on receipt of fifteen cents for j Copyright, 1914, by th- Bobbs-Merrill Co. (Continued From Yesterday.) CHAPTER V. Trimmer Throw* Hi Bomb. mT happened to be as a very se rious minded girl that Miss Meyrick opened her eyes on Tuesday morning. She lay for a long time watching the Florida sun shine, spoken of so tenderly In the railroad's come on books, as it danced The Llleth. across the foot of her bed. Today the Lileth was to steam into San Marco harbor! Today her bridegroom was to smile his slow British smile on her once more! She recalled these facts without the semblance of a thrill. Mr. Minot, after a lonesome if abun dant breakfast, was at this moment it roiling across the hotel courtyard to ward yesterday morning's New York papers. As he walked the pert prom ■ses of Mr. Trimmer filled his mind. IVhat was the proposition Mr. Trim mer had in tow? How would it uffect ;he approaching wedding? And what :ourse of action should the representa ive of Jephson pursue when It was re realed? For in the sensible light of morning Dick Minot realized that while be remained in San Marco as the guardian of Jephson's interests he must do his duty. Adorable Miss Mey rick might be, but any change of mind :>n her part must be over his dead body. A. promise was a prornis^ At the newsstand Minot met Jack Paddock, jaunty, w'th a gardenia in his buttonhole and the atmosphere of pros perity that goes with It. "I haven't seen you since we left col lege, have I?" said Paddock. "Well, Dick, for a couple of years I tried to make good doing fiction. I turned them out by the yard—nice quiet little tea table yarns, with snappy dialogue. Once I got SBO for a story. It was hard work—and I always yearn for the pur ple, you know." "I know," said Minot gravely. "Well. I've struck it, Dick. I've struck the deep purple with a loud, if sickening, thud. Hist! The graft I mentioned yesterday." He glanced over his shoulder. "Remember Mrs. Bruce, the wittiest hostess in San Marco?" "Of course I do." "Well, I write her repartee for her." "Her what?" "Her repartee —her dialogue —the bright talk she convulses dinner tables with. Instead of putting my smart stuff into stories at eighty per I sell It to Mrs. Bruce at—l'd be ashamed to tell you, old man. I remarked that It was essentially soft It is." "This is a new one on me," said Mi not, dazed? A delighted smile spread oyer Mr. Paddock's handsome face. "Thanks. That's the beauty of It I'm a pioneer. There'll be others, but I was the first Consider the situation. Here's Mrs. Bruce, loaded with dia monds and money, but tongue tied in company, with a wit developed in a small town. * Bright, but struggling, young author comes to her—offers to make her conversation the sensation of the place for a few pesos." "You did that?" "Yes; I ask posterity to remember It was I who invented the graft Mrs. Bruce fell on my fair young neck. Now she gives me In advance a list of her engagements, and for the impor tant ones I devise her line of talk. Then, as I'm usually present at the oc casion, I swing things round for her and give her her cues. If I'm not there she has to manage It herself. It's a great life, only a bit of a strain on me. I have to remember not to be clever In company. If I forget and spring a good one she Jumps on me proper afterward for not giving it to her." "By the way," Paddock said, "you haven't told me what brought you south?" "Business, Jack," said Minot "It's a secret Perhaps I can tell you later." "Business? I thought, of course, you came for pleasure." "There'll be no pleasure In this trip for me," said Mlnot bitterly. "Oh, won't there?" Paddock laughed. "Walt till you hear Mrs. Bruce talk. See you later, old man." At luncheon they brought Mr. Minot a telegram from a certain seventeenth floor In New York, an explosive tele gram. It read: Nonsense. Nobody hare to take your place. See It through. You've given your word. THACKER. Gloomily Mr. Mlnot considered. What was there to do but see It through? Even though Thicker should send an other to take his place, could he stay to woo the lady he adored? Hardly. In that event he would have to go HAHEUSBURG TELEGRAPH away—never see her again—never hear her voice. If he stayed as Jephson's representative he might know the glo ry of her nearness for a week, wight thrill at her smile even while he work ed to wed her to Lord Harrowby. And perhaps— Who could say? Hard as he might work, might he not be thwart ed? It was possible. So after lunch he sent Thacker a re assuring message, promising to stay. And at the end of a dull hour in the lobby he set out to explore the town. The Mermaid tea house stood on the water front, with n small second floor balcony that looked out on the harbor. Passing that way at 4:30 that after noon Minot heard a voice call to him. He glanced up. "Oh, Sir. Minot, won't you come into my parlor?" Cynthia Meyriek smiled down on him. "Splendid!" Minot laughed. "I walk forlorn through this old Spanish town. Suddenly a lattice is thrown wide, a fair hand beckons. I dash within." "Thanks for dashing," Miss Meyriek greeted him on the balcony. "I was finding It dreadfully dull. But I'm if raid the Spanish romance is a little Peking. There sno moonlight, no lat tice, no mantilla, no Spanish beauty." "No matter," Mlnot answered. "I never did care for Spanish types. They flash like a skyrocket, then tumble in the dark. Now, the home grown girls"— "And nothing but tea," she Interrupt ed. "Will you have a cup?" "Thanks. Was it really very dull?" "Yes. This book was to blame." She held up a novel. "What's the matter with it?" "Oh, it's one of those books in which the hero and heroine are forever 'gaz 'ing into each other's eyes.' And they understand perfectly. But the reader doesn't. I've reached one of those gaz ing matches now." She was interrupted by the shrill triumphant cry of a yacht's siran at her back. She turned her head. "The Lileth," she said. "Exactly," said Minot. "The bride groom cometh." Another silence. "You'll want to go to meet him," Minot said, rising. He stood looking at the boat, flashing gayly in the san shine. "I'll go with you as far as the street" "But —you know Lord Harrowby. Meet him with me." "It seems hardly the thing"— "But I'm not sentimental. And sure ly Allan's not." "Then I must be," said Minot "Real ly—l'd rather not"— They went together to the street At the parting of the ways Minot turned to her. "I promised Lord Harrowby in New York," he told her, "that you would have your lamp trimmed and burn ing." She looked up at him. A mischievous light came into her eyes. "Please—have you a match?" she asked. It was too much. Minot turned and fled down the street. He did not once look back, though it seemed to him that he felt every step the girl took across that narrow pier to her fiance's side. As he dressed for dinner that night his telephone rang, and Miss Meyrick's voice sounded over the wire. "Harrowby remembers you very pleasantly. Won't you Join us at din ner?" "Are you sure an outsider"— he be gan. "Nonsense. Mr. Martin Wall is to be there." "Ah, thank you! I'll be delighted," Mlnot replied. In the lobby Harrowby seized his hand. "My dear chap, you're looking fit Great to see you again! By the way, do you know Martin Wall?" "Yes. Mr. Wall and I met Just be fore the splash," Minot smiled. He shook hands with Wall, unaccountably genial and beaming. "The Hudson. Mr. Wall, is a bit chilly in February." "My dear fellow." said Wall, "can you ever forgive me? A thousand apologies. It was all a mistake, a hor rible mistake." [To be continued.] FINERAI/ OF EX-JUDGE STROUP Blain, Pa., Nov. 23.—B'uneral serv ices will be held for ex-Associate Judge George M. Stroup, who died suddenly on Sunday, to-morrow morning, at 10 a. m., from his late home, and will be conducted in the Zion's Lutheran Church by the Rev. J. C. 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LITTLE ItKKDS Be careful of the little deeds you do, l*"or oftentimes they echo back to you Across the years. The tiny note you sent one sorry day. The coin that helped a beggar on his way; Ah. always take the time to stop and say The word that cheers! Perhaps some little deed may bring you Doctor Tells How To Strengthen Eyesight 50 per cent In One Week's Time In Many Instances A Free Prescription You Can Have Filled and Use at Home Philadelphia. Pa. Do you wear glasses? Are you a victim of eye strain or other eye weaknesses? If so. you will be glad to know that according to Dr. Lewis there is real hope for you. Many whose eyes were failing say they have had their eyes restored through the principle of this wonderful free pre scription. One man says, after trying it: "I was almost blind; could not see to read at all. Now I can read every thing without any glasses and my eyes do not water any more. At night they would pain dreadfully; now they feel line all the time. 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