6 OF INTEREST TO THE WOMEN A GIRL AND A MAN A New and Vital Romance of City Life by Virginia Terhune Van "fc Water CHAPTER LVIT. Copyright, 1916, Star Company. Alone in her own room again, Agnes stood still, her teeth set, battling with her emotion. "I must not break down," she mut tered. "I am a weak fool to be so moved by a kindly speech of a good natured Irish girl." Going to her mirror, she smoothed her hair and donned her hat and coat. Then, calling out a good-by to Jennie, she went downstairs and out of the house. "There is only one thing that matters after all," she reflected as she climbed the steps leading to the hospital door, "and that is Auntie's recovery. If only she gets well, I can stand anything else." The girl's whole being revolted against the hospital atmosphere as she stood before the information desk awaiting news of her aunt. Her over strained nerves made her start con vulsively as some one behind her spoke her name. It was Dr. Martin, who had just stepped out of the elevator, grip in hand. "I was ,lust coming to see you, Miss Morley," he said kindly, and smiling perfunctorily. "Come into the recep tion room, won't you? There is no one in here and we can have a little talk." "Is my aunt worse?" Agnes asked falteringly, as she followed him. "Well, no, not really worse," the physician replied. "But her condition is very serious—and certain facts have made it seem advisable to change some of our plans. Sit down, sit down!" he added, dropping into a chair himself. "I want to explain the matter to you. Just a Word of Advice to Ladies Regarding the Christmas Shopping of Gloves, Hosiery and Underwear Buy early and be sure you have the correct size, as these cannot be exchanged after Christmas. It is almost impossible to get the dark shades of Gray and Brown in the gloves, but by bringing a sample we will do our very best to fill the orders. I have in stock Trefousse French Kid Gloves; black and white. At present we have a nice stock of Gray and Brown Mocha Gloves; also Tan Cape Gloves which are used as winter walking gloves. We expect no more of these this winter. Secure your underwear early while we-have the size you want. Owing to the scarcity of this merchandise we cannot guar antee to give all sizes after Christmas. I also want to assure all my friends and customers that I am not dead, as death notice in newspapers showed, but am very much alive and in good health and readv to serve all for Christmas. The Bessie Poorman that "died was another person. My home is at 211 Boas street. Bessie E. Poorman GLOVES, HOSIERY, UNDERWEAR 222 LOCUST STREET Growth and Success | The steady growth of this institution in dicates the satisfactory manner in which we serve customers. Our deposits increase steadily month after month, due to the fact that the people of Harrisburg and vicinity appreciate the abso lute safety and courteous, accomodating ser vice afforded in every de- —L partment of this institu- J/, I Small as well as lar'ge ac counts invited. wh I IIS iilili I 13% t ON SMHGS ACCOUNTS CAPITAL AND SURPLUS ,|!| MPftilWl $600.00Q00 jummk The Telegraph Bindery Will Rebind Your Bible Satisfactorily SATURDAY EVENING, HARRISBTTRG aSBSk TELEGRAPH DECEMBER 2, 1916. "There would be no use in my go ing Into technicalities which would be like Greek to you, so you will have to take it all on trust. There Is a chance —a fair chance—of saving her life if she is operated on immediately." "Yes, I understand," Agnes rejoined slowly. "Well, such being the case, 1 thought it best to consult another man, and from him I got a remarkably low price—entirely because I told him of your circumstances, and because he happens to be a friend of mine. I con sulted him over the telephone, you know, just now. "Even so—it will cost more than I expected before I knew how affairs stand. I believe I said that the first operation suggested would cost about a hundred and twenty-five—didn't I?" The girl nodded dumbly. "Well," the man went up, "this will cost now about two hundred and fifty —or thereabouts— not counting a special nurse, of course, and such ex tras as may be needed." "I—l know nothing about them — Dr. Martin," she stammered. "Then I will tell you that ordinarily Dr. Gloucester would not touch a knife to a case like this for less than five hundred. So you see what a re duction he has made. Your aunt's life depends on this operation. What have you to say?" His concise speech brought the col or to her face. "By all means have the operation performed," she ordered brusquely. Then she added, as she had done once before—"l wilf get the money some how." (To Be Continued.) PRACTICAL FROCK OF NATTY SERGE Just the Style For School Girls With Broad Tucks and Pockets By MAY MAN TON 9216 (With Basting Line and Added Seam Allowance) Girl's Dress, 8 to I. years. Serge frocks are to be extensively worn throughout the season. They arc both practical and smart, they are durable and they are handsome and they are of good weight for cold weather wear. This one is admirably adapted to school wear. The skirt is a perfectly simple one, finished Arith a hem and tucks, but the little bodice is comparatively plain in conformity with the latest decree. The big collar which suggests a cape at the back gives a smart touch and makes a prettv finish. Here, that collar and the cuffs are made of champagne colored broadcloth while the frock itself is chestnut brown in color. Here, the wide belt matches the froqk, but some mothers will like it made of the trimming material. The loose pockets arranged over the fronts make an es sential feature of the season. They are both smart And convenient. Serge, un doubtedly, is the best liked material for dresses of Buch sort, but it can be copied in poplin or in cashmere or in a washable material, if linen or galatea or piqu6 or fabric of such sort is wanted. For the 13 year size will be needed, yards of material 27 inches wide, 5"4 . yards 36 or yards 44, with H yard 36 inches wide for the collar and cuffs. The pattern No. 9216 is cut in sizes for girls from 8 to 14 years. It will b mailed to any address by the Fashion Department of this paper, oa receipt of MJXO. cents. S. P. C. A. TO HOLD ANNUAL MEETING IX JANUARY Harrisburg will be given a good op portunity to see just what the S. P. C. A. is doing, has done, and intends to in the future at the annual meet ing of the local branch to be held in January. The occasion will be made of especial interest for the public. Twenty-six cases of alleged cruelty were investigated during the past month by Special Officer O'Donnell according to the report submitted for November. LITTLE SON'S HEAD FULL (OUSTERS Formed in Hard Crusts. Suffered Great Pain. Could Not Sleep. Kept Itching All the Time. HEALEDBY CUTICURA SOAP AND OINTMENT "My little son got a bad burn on the top of his head, and it was so severe that his hair and skin came off. The t crown of his head was full of blisters and was highly inflamed and the blisteis formed in hard crusts. He suffered great pain and could not sleep. It kept itching and he wanted to scratch all the time. "Then I tried Cuticura Soap and Ointment. 1 only ased two boxes of Cuticura Ointment and one cake of Cuticura Soap when he was healed." (Signed) Mrs. J. Rosen zueig, 316-318 E. 14th St., New York City, January 6, 1916. Sample Each Free by Mail With Book on request. Ad dress post-card: "Cuticura, Dept. T, Boston." Sold throughout the world. A Charming Friend* are calling or you have r sudden Invitation. Just a moment to look your best. Jt takes but a few seconds to apply Gouraud's u Oriental Cream •nd obtain a perfect complexion - a soft, clear, pearly-white appearance that is always refined and and in good taste—Non-greasy—ln use M years. Send 1 00. tor trial sis* FFHD^yjOPKlNS^^Oljj^Nj^Ygri^ttj z Use Telegraph Want Ads p ar ' s|iv\ k % fi : Copyright, 1014, by th- Bobbt-Merrill Co. 0 ® ® & & $ 05 &&&& & (Continued.) They halted in the plaza. Iu the round stone tub provided the town al ligator dozed. Above him hung a warning sign, "Do Not Feed or Otheri wise Anuoy the Alligator." The short man read and drew back with a tragic groan. "Feed or otherwise annoy!" he cried. "Heavens, Harry, is that the way they look at it here? This is no place for us. We'd better be moving on to the next town." But the lean stranger gave no heed. Instead he stepped over and entered into earnest converse with a citizen of San Marco. In a moment he returned to his companion's side. "One newspaper," he announced; "tho Evening Chronicle. Suppose the office is locked for the night, but come along, let's try." "Feed or otherwise annoy," matter ed the little man blankly. "For the love of Allah—alms'." They traversed streets and came at last to the office of tho Chronicle. It was a modest structure verging on decay. One man sat alone in the dim interior, reading exchanges under an electric lamp. "Good evening," said the short man genially. "Are you the editor?" "Uh-huh," responded the Chronicle man without enthusiasm from under his green eye shade. "Glad to know you. We just drop ped in—a couple of newspaper men, you kuow. This is Mr. Harry Howe, until recently managing editor of tho Mobile Tress. My own name is Rob ert O'Neill, a humble editorial writer on the same sheet." "Uh-huh. If you had jobs, for God's sake why did you leave them?" "I suppose," ventured O'Neill, most of the flash gone from his manner, "there is no other newspaper here?" "No, there isn't. There's a weird thing here called the San Marco Mail —a morning outrage. It's making mon ey, but by different methods than I'd care to nse. You might try there. You look unlucky. Perhaps they'd take you on." He rose from his chair and gave them directions for reaching the Mail office. CHAPTER IX. v Two Birds of Passage. I y IN the dark second floor hallway I where the Mail office was sus- I JL I P ccted of being they groped 1 J about determinedly. No sign of any nature proclaimed San Marco's only morning paper. A solitary light, shining through a transom, beckoned. Boldly O'Neill pushed open the door. To the knowing nostrils of the two birds of passage was wafted the odor they loved, the unique inky odor of a newspaper shop. Their eyes beheld a rather bare room, a typewriter or two, a desk. In the center of the room was a small table under an electric lamp. On this table was a bottle and glasses, and at it two silent men played poker. One of thtyinen was burly and beard ed; the other was slight, pale, nervous. From an inner room came the click of linotypes—lonesome linotypes that seemed to have strayed far from their native haunts. The two men finished playing the hand and looked up. "Good evening," said O'Neiir, with a smile that had drawn news as a mag net draws steel in many odd corners. "Gentlemen, four newspaper men meet in a strunge land. I perceive you have on tiie table a greeting unquestionably suitable." The bearded man laughed, rose and discovered two extra glasses on a near by shelf. "Draw up," he said heartily. "The place is yours. You're as welcome as pay day." "Thanks." O'Neill reached for a glass. "Let me introduce ourselves." And he mentioned his own name and Howe's. "Call me Mears," said the bearded one. "I'm managing editor of the Mall, and this is my city editor, Mr. Elliott." "Delighted!" breathed O'Neill. "A pleasant little haven you have found here. And your staff? I don't see the members of your staff running in and out." "Mr. O'Neill," said Mears Impressive ly, "you have drunk with the staff of the Mail." "You two?" O'Neill's face shone with joy. "Glory be—do yon hear that, v Harry? These gentlemen all alone on the premises!" He leaned over and poured out eloquently the story of the tragic flight from Mobile. "I call this luck," he finished. "Here we are, broke, eager for work, and we find you minus a"— O'Neill stopped, for he had seen a sickly smile of derision float across the face of the weary city editor, and he saw the bearded man shaking his great head violently. "Nothing doing," said the bearded man firmly. "Sorry to dash your hopes. Always ready to pour another drink, but there are no vacancies here. No, sir; two of us are plenty and run ning over, eh, Bill?" 'Tlenty and running over," agreed the city editor warmly. Into their boets tumbled the hearts of the two strangers In n strange land. Gloom and hunger engulfed them. But the managing editor of the Mall was continuing, and what was this he was saying? "No, boys, we don't need a staff. Have ,lust as much use for a mani cure set. But you come at an oppor tune time. Wanderlust —it tickles the soles of four feet tonight, and those four feet are editorial feet on the Mail. Something tells us that we are going away from here. Boys, how would you like our Jobs?" He stared placidly at the two strangers. O'Neill put one hand to his head. "See me safely to my park bench, Harry," he said. "It was that drink on an empty stomach. I'm all in a •laze. I hear strange things." "I hear 'em, too," said Howe. "See here''—he turned to Mears—"are you offering to resign in our favor?" "The minute you say the word." "Both of you?" "Believe me," said the city editor, "you can't say the word too soon." "Well," said Howe, "I don't know what's the matter with the place, but you can consider the deal closed." "Spoken like a sport!" The bearded man stood up. "You can draw lots to determine who is to be managing edi tor and who city editor. It's an excel lent scheme. I attained my jiroud posi tion that way. One condition I attach. Ask no questions. Let us go out into the night unburdened with your inter rogation points." Elliott, too, stood. The bearded man indicated the bottle. "Fill up, boys. 1 propose a toast. To the new editors of the Mail. May heaven bless them and bring them safely back to the north when Florida's fitful fever is past." Dizzily, uncertainly, Howe and O'Neill drank. Mr. Mears reached out a great red hand toward the bottle. "Pardon me—private property," he said. He pocketed it. "We bid you goodby and good luck. Think of us on the ehoochoo, please. Riding far—rid ing far." "But—see here"— cried O'Neill. "But mo no buts," said Mears again. "Nary a question, I beg of you. Take our Jobs, and if you think of us at all think of gleaming rails and a speeding train. Once more—goodby." The door slammed. O'Neill looked at Howe. "Fairies," he muttered, "or the D. T.'s. What is this—a comic opera or a town? You are managing editor, Har ry. I shall be city editor. Is there a city to edit? No matter." "No," said nowe. He reached for the greasy pack of cards. "We draw for it. Come on. High wins." "Jack," announced Mr. O'Neill. "Deuce," smiled Howe. "What are your orders, sir?" O'Neill passed one hand before his eyes. "A steak," he muttered. "Well done. Mushroom sauce. French fried potatoes. I've always dreamed of running a paper some day. Hurry up with that steak." "Forget your stomach," said Howe. "If a subordinate may make a sug gestion, we must get out a newspaper. Ah, whom have we here?" A stocky, rod faced man appeared from the inner room and stood regard ing them. "Where's Mears and Elliott?" he de manded. "On a train, riding far," said O'Neill. "I am the new managing editor. What can I do for you?" "You can give me four columns of copy for the last page of tomorrow's Mall," said the stocky man calmly. "I'm foreman of something in there we call a composing room. Glad to meet you." "Four columns," mused O'Neill. "Four columns of what?" The foremau pointed to a row of bat tered books on a shelf. "It's been the custom," he said, "to fill up with stuff out of that encyclo pedia there." "Thanks," O'Neill answered. He took down a book. "We'll fix you up In ten minutes. Mr. Howe, will you please do me two columns on—er—mulli gatawny—murder—mushrooms. That's it. On mushrooms. The life story of the humble little mushroom. I myself will dash off a column or so on the climate of Algeria." They looked up suddenly ten minutes later to find a man standing between them, ne was a little man, clad all in white, suit, shoes, stockings. His sly old face was a lemon yellow, and his eyes suggested lights flaming in the dark woods at night "Beg pardon," said the little man. "Ah, and what can we do for you?" inquired O'Neill. "Nothing. Mr. Mears? Mr. Elliott?" "Gone. Vamosed. You are now speak to the managing editor of the Mail." "Ah I Indeed?" "We are very busy. If you'll Just tell me what you want"— "I merely dropped In. lam Manuel Gonzale. owner of the Mall." "Good Lord!" cried O'Neill. "Do not be disturbed. I take It you gentlemen have replaced Mcars and Elliott I am glad. Let them go. You look like bright young men to me— quite bright enough. I employ you." "Thanks," stammered the managing editor. (To Be Continued.) Use Telegraph Want Ads of Amusement. Art, and Instruction.^. ORPHEUM To-night "Stop! Look! Listen!" Monday evening, December "l mperial Britain," with Berton Holmes. Wednesday, matinee and night, Decem ber 6—"The Girl He Couldn't Buy." Friday evening, December B—Leopold Godowsky, assisted by Belle Story. Saturday, matinee and night. December 9—"The Prince of Pilsen." MAJESTlC—Vaudeville. COLONIAL—"A Corner In Colleens." REGENT "The Victory of Consci ence, VICTORIA—"The Man Who Stood Still." "Stop! Look! Listen!" which is at the Orpheum this evening, sets up a new standard of beauty in cos- A New turaes and scenery. The Stnndnrd sets are painted in the new of Itenuty impressionistic manner. Especially picturesque are the scenes in Honolulu, with vivid col oring and conventionalized palm trees. One memorable scene has a topaz-tinted sky, with bulT clouds. On one side are blue-green trees, and on the other a greenery-yallery cottage. The single red touch is furnished by a flaming wicker bird cage and this is augmented presently by the entrance of a red clad hunting chorus, which gives the scene its final touch of beauty. WHolesome fun and thrilling melo drama are combined in "The Girl He Couldn't Buy," by "The Girl He Sumner Nicholas, which Couldn't Huy" is to hold the boards at the Orpheum, Wednes day, matinee and night. The leading role is that of Hope Nelson, a beautiful and refined Now York girl, who has suddenly been reduced to penury by the death of her father, and finds herself in a tenement rooming house with all kinds of pitfalls surrounding her. A wealthy and self-confident rascal, wh*> was her father's business partner and brought him to financial ruin, attempts to get her into his power. In her des perate difficulty, a protector appears in the person of a professional cracks man. . Godowsky is indeed master of tech nique, his facility and clarity of tone, especially in his soft pas- I.eopold sages, are marvelous. And, Ciodowsky besides, he has a great deal to say in his playing, and lie says it. Rarely does one hear such beauty of tone—it is vocal, singing linuid—and the values he gives to the different voices are a revelation in har monic effects. Godowsky is the virtuoso par excel lence. His work leaves the definite im pression that there is no resource of the piano which he does not use. His tone is full and round. He commands the most delicate pianissimo and the most crashing fortissimo at will. Runs ripple from beneath his fingers. Tn his interprets tions the intellectual pre dominated. The rhythmical crispness and grace of his reproduction of the old music and its exquisite beauty of melodic line and tone could scarcely be overpraised. He comes to the Orpheum of this city, Friday evening. December 8, with an assisting artist in the person of Miss Belle Story, whom the press has her alded as the "The Sweetest Story Ever Heard." Tt Is a delight to record the coming to the Orpheum, next Saturday, mati nee and nlgljt, of an "The Prince elaborate revival of Plx of Pilsen" ley and Luders' famous masterpiece of musical comedy, "The Prince of Pilsen." "Pll sen's" tunes never grow old and the nubile appear to be just as anxious for the alluring strains of "The Message of the Violet." "Heidelberg," "The Tale of the Sea Shell," and the many other well-known favorites in the score as they were when it was first produced some thirteen years ago. The bill at the Majestic the last half of this week introduces a well-known and popular team of vaude- Vt the vllle performers Haviland Majestic and Thornton. This clever couple are presenting a neat song and patter skit entitled "A Ques tion of Policy," that is full of snappy lines and keeps the audience in con stant laughter. Four other pleasing acts round out the bill. The headline attraction the first half of the coming week is a big musical comedy with twelve neople, entitled. "Wanted —-A Wife." This is a flashy "girl" act, and Is well presented bv a capable eom panv. Oomnleting the bill are: Milton and' Dollv Nobles, fdrmer stars of the "legitimate" stage, in their latest vaudeville success, "The New Thought Club:" Chuck and TTass. in comedy, talking and rope spinning; the White Brothers, comedy acrobats, and one other act. Those who did not get a chance to see Marguerite Clark in "Still Waters" and Charlie Chaplin in Two Star* nt "The Pawn Shop," Ilegent To'dny when presented some time ago, will have an opportunity to-day only. "The Victory BAM ERICA'S H M ELECTRICAL WEEKpii IKMJDec.2 ,Pec9JISHJ SPECIALS Monday—lron Day ELECTRIC IRONS Fully Guaranteed MONDAY ONLY at ' 15# Discount For Sale by Dauphin Electric Supply Co. Harrisburg Electric Supply Co. Harrisburg Light Si. Power Co. A Good Cook Needs Good Coal I! l)) lm\ on t * me y° ur Turkey "done to a turn," provide your cook with good coal— . our coal. * ts t * ie kind that brings joy and happi ness > n to the homes of all its users. ii j. B. MONTGOMERY Phone 600 Third and Chestnut Sts. of Conßcience," advertised for to-day, will not be shown on account of not coming up to the standard of the Re gent Theater. In "Still Waters" Miss Clark plays the role of Nesta, the little girl who is, to all intents and purposes, a prisoner on a canal boat, where she is kept by her grandfather in the hope of pre venting her from running away to be come a circus performer. That was tho unhappy fate of Nesta's mother, and the old man lives in mortal terror lest the little girl should answer the samo call. Charlie Chaplin has a wild life under the sign of three brass balls in "The Pawnshop." Charlie's idea of the proper treatment of timepieces and his handling of such of the customers of the pawnshop as falls under his mercy are offered as particularly worthy of [ attention. I A picture entitled "The Storm," fea turing Blanche Sweet, will be offered next Monday and Tuesday. If life ended all happily and all lovely; glrlß mar ried millionaires despite diflicultles, it would be some world, wouldn't it? But this does happen in "The Storm" and makes a happy and beautiful ending to a strong, well-acted drama. The cast includes Miss Sweet, Theodore Roberts, I Thomas Meiglian and others. Bessie Barriscale, in her newest Tri angle play, "A Corner in Colleens," which is showing IteNNic linrriMcale for the last times at the Colonial at the Colonial Theater to-day, amused and delighted large audiences yesterday with her attempts to imper sonate a man. Never did a daintier bit of femininity ever try to wear trousers, and the comedy situations are great. In fact the entire picture is just one big, rollicking piece of fun and frolic throughout, the story of a bright, happy Irish maid, who plays all manner of jokes on her ardent lover, and novel* gives him a moment's peace, until one of her pranks gets her into, what she thinks is serious trouble, and the lover, , Clias. Bay. then turns the tables on the young lady. The children, and also the adulUs who like good comedy, will find much to laugh at in the new two-reel Triangle comedy, "A Calico Vampire," which is the added attraction of the program. Monday and Tuesday, Wil liam Fox will present Theda Bara in a new six-part photoplay, "Her Double Jjlte," showing this actress in a power ful vampire role; the story of a woman who deliberately takes the place of an other she believes dead, and is called to account after she liaTs fallen in love with the man who befriended her. One of the most popular stage fa vorites of me last decade. Lew Fields, will be the attrac- Lnr Field* at the tion at the Vic- Victoria Today toria to-day in a famous play, "The Man Who Stood Still." On Monday the greatest Shake3perean actor of the last centurv, E. H. Sothern, in "An Enemy of the King." This is only the second picture in which Mr. Sothern has ap peared, and but one other will follow. "The Common Ijaw," one of the most widely discussed novels of the past years, written by Robert Chambers, will be shown here on Thursday. Fri day and Saturday of next week and will feature Clara Kimball Young. 1C vou are against war for any reason, don't fail to see "Civilization," the wonder play of the age and which was produced at the enormous cost of one million dollars, which will be shown here for the entire week of December 11. Seats now reserved. Seats now selling. " 1 i nESORTS Moat Attractive Route To FLORIDA CUBA -GEORGIA The Carolina Resorts Where to spend the winter is answered in our Resort, Hotel, Golf 6B Sports Guides. 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