OF INTEREST TO THE WOMEN i "THEIR MARRIED LIFE" | I Ct|ili* kr titwutl >asl Jlawa Serrlc* . Helen felt very timorous about enter- Ins a bachelor apartment. Not that she was overconvention&l; she knew that *lt was done, and by nice women, too. and that no one thought much about it. But Helen had never done anything of the kind. She had never been in side such an apartment, and when she asked the boy for Mr. Davis' flat she flushed uncomfortably and fancied.that he smirked behind his hand. Helen felt a sudden little wave of wrath sweep over her when she thought of Laura. Laura was always Ketting into trouble, and she, Helen, had to take the consequences and solve the problem. She felt somehow respon sible for laura, who was so helpless in managing- domestic problems, and once this affair was settled Helen In tended to read Laura a stern lecture, and then decide that next time Laura must manage things for herself. The boy came back at this moment and said that Mr. David was In, and the next moment Helen found herself in the elevator, actually on her way. Her fear left her as she rang the bell of the apartment, which was opened to her immediately by a Japanese ser vant. "Mr. Davis?" Helen said Inquiringly, and then sat down in a tiny reception room to wait. Helen did not send in her card: she hardly thought It neces sary under the circumstances; she had simply told the man to tell Mr. Davis that a stranger would like to see him. Laura In telephoning had not talked with the boy; she had simply ascertain ed whether ho was in, so he was not nt all prepared for Helen's call. When lie came into the room Helen rose, and they stood a moment each measuring the other. Helen saw a nice frank faced boy. well groomed and one who had lived an apparently clean life. His eyes were good, and his face showed character, but he looked very young, and his mouth was weak. Helen felt as though she could manage the entire affair beautifully now that she had seen him. and she smiled a little as she sa i d : "Mr. Davis?" "I am Carlyle Davis, what can I do for you?" he said smilingly, "won't you sit down?" Helen dropped back Into her chair and came to the point Immediately. There was no reason for postponing matters. "I came from Mrs. Richards." she said simply. The Boy Explains The boy looked amazed, but nothing more, he did not seem embarrassed at all. "X shall have to speak plainly," Helen went on, "you see she has told me what happened the other day. O. don't misunderstand." she added quickly as the boy exclaimed, suddenly, "she had to tell someone, she Is in great trou ble!" I i —. ONLY POWERFUL MEDICINE WILL END RHEUMATISM It matters not whether wou have had agonizing pains from rheumatism for 20 years or distressing twitchlngs for 20 weeks, Rheuma Is strong enough and mighty and powerful enough to drive rheumatic poisons from your body and abolish all misery or money back. H. C. Kennedy and all druggists sell Rheuma on a no-cure-no-pay basis for not more than 50 cents a bottle, and after you take a half teaspoonful once a day for two days you should know that at least you have obtained a remedy that will conquer rheuma tism. For over five years throughout America Rheuma has been prescribed by broad-minded physicians and has released thousands from agony, pain and despair.—Adv. Clinkers Unnecessary Some coal burns and makes heat. Some coal burns, makes heat and clinkers, too. Kelley's Hard Stove Coal is cut from mammoth veins, and burns into soft, flaky ashes that easily sift through the furnace grate. More heat and no clinkers if the proper attention is given the heater. Burn Kelley's coal. H. M. KELLEY & CO. Office, 1 North Third Yartls, Tenth and State EDUCATIONAL School of Commerce Troup Building IS So. Market Sq. Day & Night School Bookkeeping, Shorthand, Mrnotypy, ; Typewriting and Penmanahip Bell 485 Cumberland Harrisburg Business College A Reliable School, 31st Year ya* Market St. liarrUburg, p®. YOUNG MEN'S BUSINESS INSTITUTE llershey Building Front and Market Streets The School That Specializes Day and Night Sessions Bell Phone 4361 Use Telegraph Want Ads TOESDAY EVENING, 1 "But I don't understand." protested | Davis. I "Well, it seems that the new maid who happened to eome In so unfor tunately has taken a dislike to Mrs. Richards and she immediately took It upon herself to repeat the affair to Mr. Richards." •To Richards?" Why that seems In credible. X know I was a fool that day. I lost my head and all that, but lit wasn't Laura's fault." j "Do you call her Laura?" "O. no, not ordinarily, only to my ! self." I Helen could not help smiling. "Well you see, things like that might be mls i taken Just as this unfortunate affair has been mistaken." she explained. "Of course you don't mean anything by it, but if onyono heard you call her Laura, if you should make a break sometime slio would be misjudged, don't you see? 1 A woman always has to pay for things i like that." ! "But what has happened, what does Richards think?" j "He things that there must be some ! thing between you and Mrs. Richards. |He refuses to believe that it was not j in anyway Laura's fault." "But he's got to believe it," the boy ! exclaimed excitedly. "Why, laura wouldn't have an affair with any one, I know." "Does that mean that you have tried anything of the kind?" Helen questlon ied dryly. "No, but X know her well. I like her; she isn't like the other women ;in that set. She really knows things , a fellow likes to talk about, and I've seen a lot of her, but 1 swear that it was all open and übove board. Why, i she might have been my own sister." | "I believe you, of course, and Laura j tells me the same thing. But I think that under the circumstances you ought to explain matters to Mr. Richards. He might make things very unpleas ant. He might even sue for a divorce." \ "You don't think he would do that? Doesn't he trust his wife? Why, If I 1 were married to a woman like that I | would always believe in her. But I'll see Richards, of course. It's the only decent thing to do. I'll see him and explain that I've been an utter fool. ■ Why, I wouldn't have Laura hurt for ! anything. She's a wonder." Helen liked the boy's enthusiasm, j Tt showed plainly that his thoughts of Laura were altogether worthy. But it 1 showed, too, that he cared more for | Laura than perhaps that lady herself J dreamed. As she rose to go Helen felt that she must caution Laura once more about her attitude. Whether she knows it or not, a woman can unconsciously : cause any man to fall In love with her. j All that is necessary is a certain sym pathy for his hobbies and the male is conquered through his greatest | weakness—vanity. j Another incident in this series will appear here soon. FRIENDSHIP OFFICERS Fire Company Re-olceta D. 1.. Kelster President 1 The annual election of officers for the coming year was held In the hall of the Friendship Eire company. Third and Cherry streets, last night. The following officers were chosen: D. L. Keister, re-elected president for the eighteenth term; Charles E. Murray, re-elected secretary for the twenty second term. Vice-president, Theo dore Fehleisen; assistant secretary, C. Frank Keefer; treasurer, William H. Lynch; trustees, C. FYank Keefer; treasurer, William H. Lynch; trustees, C. Frank Keefer, John Bale and W. J. Elsenhower; chaplain, the Rev. Dr. Ellis N. Kreiner; foreman, Harry Lentz; first assistant, foreman, Daniel Wenrich, second assistant foreman. George Bale; chief engineer, Samuel Knox; first assistant engineer, Edward Rahn; second assistant engineer, C. Frank ICeefer; third assistant engi neer, W. J. Eisenhower; first assistant fireman, Charles Blessing; second as sistant fireman, Ellsworth Spayd; third assistant fireman, Harry Bale; directors, Roy Spayd, George Bale, Charles Snyder, Benjamin Cllne, A. Farling and John Bretz; investigation committee, Ellsworth Spayd, John Bale and Charles Snyder; hose direc tor. Marion Verbeke; hose carriage drivers, William Irvln, J. L. Sourbeer, Adam Rudy, James Lentz and Samuel Knox; delegate to firemen's union, John Bale, Adam Rudy and iS-ed Schwartz; delegates to firemen's re lief, Marlon Verbeke, William Lynch and John Rahn; delegates to State Firemen's Association. Fred Schwartz; alternate delegate, Adam Rudy; dele gate to Cumberland Valley Firemen's Association, William Rahm; alternate, Samuel Knox. DON'T BE BILIOUS, HEADACHY, SICK OR CONSTIPATED Enjoy life! Liven your liver and bowels to-night and feel great. Wake up with head clear, stomach sweet, breath right, :old gone. Take one or two Cascarets to-night and enjoy the nicest, gentlest liver and bowel cleansing you ever experienced. Wake up feeling grand, your head will be clear, your tongue clean, breath sweet, stomach regulated and your liver and thirty feet of bowels active. Get a box at any drug store now and get straightened up by morn -1 ing. Stop the headache, biliousness, 1 bad colds and bad days. Feel fit and I I ready for work or play. Cascarets do not gripe, sicken or inconvenience you next day like salts, pills or calomel, j They're fine! -Mothers should give a whole Cas caret anytime to cross, sick, bilious or feverish children because it will act thoroughly and can not injure. PRACTICAL COAT FOR LITTLE MISS Fur Trimmings and Huge Collar Make Garment Attractive and Smart By MAY MANTON 9257 (Wilh Basting Line and Added Seam Allowance) Girl's Coat with Pocket-Belt, 8 to 14 years. This is a very smart coat and at the same time it is a simple and a childlikr cout. ]ji the picture, it is made of a wool vt.ours with trimming of fur and nothing could be smarter or handsomer, but it could, of course, be copied in various materials. Velours unquestion ably is a favorite, but the velvets and velveteens, and corduroy are exten sively worn, chinchilla cloth makes handsome coats and cheviot and cloths of such sort are admirable for harder usage. Fur can be found to suit one and all if fur trimming is dcsiied, or the collar and cuffs could be made of velvet or they could be braid trimmed. A practical feature is found in the collai that can be worn high or low, and the coat is as simple to make as it is attractive when finished. The fullness is laid in plaits at the front and back and the ends of the pockets disappear under these plaits. . For the 12 year size will be needed, 4V4 yards of material 36 inches wide, 4 yards 44. 3H yards 54 with %of a yard 13 inches wide for the collai and 3 yards of fur banding for the pockets and the cuffs. The May Manton pattern No. 9257 is cut in sizes from 8 to 14 years. !t will be mailed to any addrefs by the Fashion Department of this oaoer on receiot of fifteen cen's. Harry Lauder's Son Is Killed in Battle After Being Wounded Twice London, Jan. 2. Harry Lauder's son, Captain John Lauder, of the Argyll and Suutherland Highlanders, has been killed at the front. When the war broke out Captain Lauder was in Cambridge University. After joining his regiment he was in i training for some months at Bedford. I It will be remembered that he was | visited in camp there by his father, i who delighted the regiment by slng ! ing the Scottish songs they loved. I Lieutenant Lauder went to the front and was wounded at Festubert. He soon was back in the trenches, but in September, 1915, was invalided home. Shortly afterward he was pro moted to be captain. He went back in 1916 and was again wounded. $4,000,000 Raised For Protestant Episcopal Church New "York, Jan. 1. ■ — Success in ob taining pledges for $4,000,000 toward the $5,000,000 church pension fund be iin raised for Protestant Episcopal clergymen and their dependent families was announced here by Bishop William ; Lawrence, of Massachusetts, chairman ! of the fund committee. "This great sum of money is the largest the church has ever raised in so fh? rt a time." Bishop Lawrence said The campaign, which began March 1 1916, will end on March 1 of this year' In that day the entire $5,000,000 must be in hand; otherwise we are not en titled to keep the four millions now pledged. We are confident, however that the extra $1,000,000 will be raised and that this pension system will he formally established to provide sub stantial life annuities for aged and dis abled clergy and the widows and de pendent orphans of deceased clergy." BABY NEARLY SHOT A shot from a revolver narrowly escaped killing an infant child of Mr. and Mrs. Harry N. Wagenheim, 1123 South Ninth street, yesterday after- J noon. An intoxicated foreigner was celebrating the passing of the old year! by shooting off a revolver about the neighborhood. A bullet struck the door jamb near the infant's head. CARUSO'S ABM BROKEN Frank Caruso. 168 Dock street, fell on the Icy sidewalk in front of his home yesterday, fracturing his right arm. Mrs. Anna Kyor. 1225 Cumber land street, fell on the sidewalk on State street yesterday afternoon, frac turing her right knee. TAX BATE 4 MILLS Carlisle, Pa.. Jan. 2.—The county commissioners have placed the 1917 tax rate at 4 mills, tho same as that of 1910. I'llrs Cured In < to 1 4Dnra Druggists refund money If PAZO OINTMENT falls to cure Itching, Blind Bleeding or Protruding Plies. Firs{ application gives relief. 60c. HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH: THE ENEMY -BY ' GEORGE RANDOLPH CHESTER & LILLIAN CHESTER ! Authors of "TIIE UALL OF FIRE," etc. cyz ■ Copyright, 191S, Newspaper Rights, i Hearst International Library. International Feature Service. •) Continued. Mrs. Stuart sewed up the rest of the seam. The girl walked over and looked out of the window. She was gazing straight down towards Mike Dowd's Sink. How often must Bow- Wow have passed within her range of vision! "It is impossible." decided Mrs. Stuurt, and the girl flashed a smile at her mother, a fond smile this one was. and there was something of the mother's patient sweetness In it. Of what a variety of moods was she capable! "X could not permit Mr. Stuart's name to be appended to a work which could not be wholly his own," went on Mrs. Stuart, with that quiet dignity which is bred in the gentlewoman with her soft slurring of r's. She relaxed her lingers in her lap, the gay little crimson jacket ly ing among them. She looked Billy Kane squarely In the eye, and her white cheeks flushed, as she modestly added: "Mr. Stuart was so exact an authority that I feel it my duty to protect his reputation." Ah! That much he had left her at any rate, that much of pride in him! "Naturally," agreed Billy —• revil ing himself for his clumsiness. The girl in the window was standing ex tremely stiff and straight. One black curl had strayed down on her white neck, calling insistent attention to that beautiful, smooth, round column. "However, Mrs. Stuart," Billy went on, trying to remove the gaze from that curl, "would it not be possible to have this manuscript completed and edited by the most competent person to be found, and published under another name, or anonymously? The financial returns to you would bo practically the same, and frankly, I believe it to be your duty to give to the world as much as you can of the technical genius of Harrison Stuart." That was a new phase! Mrs. Stuart picked up the little crimson jacket and examined it thoroughly, but there was not another stitch to be put in It. She laid It down again. "I don't know." she wavered. "\ou might think it over," suggest ed Billy. "Here is my card. If you care to take up this proposition, I should be glad to have you let me know. Or, may I call; some time next week, say?" In spite of himself, his gaze, as he said this, roved to the girl in the window. Again she was smiling at him, and this time there was an imp in every el tin curl. CHAPTER IX Conspiracy "Alive!" "And well!" shouted Billy. "Thank God!" He knew it even before Billy had spoken, knew it be fore he had seen Billy's face, knew it from Billy's tread In the hall and his vigorous throwing open of. the door, knew that at last they had been found, that they were alive, that they were well! He buried his face in his hands; but he straightened up quickly. Oh, yes, straightened and smiled; though the tears were stream ing down his cheeks. It was a smile of such heartfelt thanksgiving that no verbal prayer of praises could have expressed it. "Now, tell me!" He sat down, to show that he could be perfectly quiet, and he put his hands on his knees. "Tell me all about it! Tell me every thing! Sit down, Billy!" and the older man hitched his chair closer. "How do they look? How have they prospered? Jean, my wife? And what is my little Tavy like? Billy' Tell me!" "In a minute," laughed Billy. "I'll have to sort those questions, Stuart. First of all, your little girl Say, what is her regular name?" What about her?" "Well, she's a beauty! A regular stunner, Stuart! Big, dark eyes, but I couldn't tell exactly what color they are. Dark gray, like yours, I think. I never saw eyes so changeable; and they seem to read a fellow through and through! She must think I'm a blithering idiot, the way I stam mered around when she came to the door. You see, I had just climbed four flights of stairs " The old man, who had been listen ing with every expression of delight suddenly held out his hand, and his face paled. "Wait," he interrupted. "You say you had climbed four flights of stairs. Where were they? Billy gulped and thought quickly. 'ln some mighty cozy apartments downtown. I never saw a more cheerful and homelike room in my life than the one I was in!" and he looked with disdain on his quarters. There was a world of ease in them, but no home. "They had your ma hogany drawing-desk in that room Its a handsome thing!" The old man's face softened. At least they were not poor! If the I apartment corresponded to that ma hogany desk, and he well knew the I good taste of Jean, they were in com j fortable circumstances. No doubt apartments would be more conven ent for two lone women. !!£2 an l" he be^ed - "What of her?" She is beautiful, too, and sweet Of course her hair is gray." "Tell me, Billy!" The words falt ered on his tongue. "Her face; does it show much suffering?" "No." Billy smiled reassuringly, though remembering the pathos in the patient eyes. "She has suffered to be sure, but her smile is angelic. Your daughter has a touch of her smile. She has the blackest hair that I have ever seen! It curls all over her head, little curls and big curls and tight curls and soft rolling ones. I never saw so many curls!" Stuart, too, was laughing, rocking backward and forward in his chair and slapping his waxen white hands on his knees. "Just like when she was a kiddle!" he exclaimed. "She was five years old when I last saw her, and bright as a dollar! Just about this high," and he stretched out his hand as if she were standing at his knee, and he were patting her head. "I used to call her all sorts of names based on those kinky curls, but she would have none of them. 'Tayy' was her name, and nothing else would do! She couldn't say Octavia." He mused, and smiled in fondness. "What did you think of my library?" I wasn't in the library," Billy ack nowledged slowly, feeling that he was on dangerous ground. "But the drawing-desk," puzzled Stuart. "That was always kept with the library. It fitted so well with the old mahogany bookcases. In what room was the desk?" "Oh, just a sort of general room," evaded the young man. "I know," smiled Stuart, quite con tent. "But It will be all strange to me, for the tasto of Jean will be sup plemented by the taste of Tavy, and of course she has ideas of her own. She had them even as a kiddle. Are her cheeks as red as ever?" "Red? No!" vigorously denied Billy. "They're a more delicate tone than was ever spread on old ivory out of the most carefully furnished pallet box. She Is like a pink pearl! She is like a wild white rose touched with the sunset! She's a marvel, Stuart! She would set an artist mad, with lier dainty coloring and her perfectly classical features! She is one who startles, and then at tracts compelling you to study her detail by detail!" and Billy warmed to his work, as he read in the glisten ing eyes of his partner the joy and the pride in this recital. "She beats anything I've seen In New York; and I've been around some! If she over puts on a fluffy gown and appears on the Avenue, she'll bo " "On the Avenue?" The expression of keen delight faded from Stuart's face, and he studied the younger man sharply. "If she ever puts on a fluffy gown Billy; don't hide anything from me." Lane blushed. This had been liis day for feeling contemptible. "Well, T don't think they're rich, If that's what you mean," he finally blurted. "What's their address?" "Seventy-nine Vanheuster Square, North." "And you walked up four flights of stairs. That means a cheap tene ment. They were not in the tele phone book. They were not in the tax list. They're poor!" "They're well!" Billy stoutly main tained. "The rest of it we'll fix." Stuart clinched his kneecaps with his lean fingers, and stifled a groan. "They're poor!" ho repeated, and set his teeth together. - "How do they live?" ! "Fancy work," plumped out Billy, driven fairly from cover. "Work!" That was the one word Stuart caught, the word which made him wince. "I don't understand it. 1 thought I left them plenty of money; j unless Jean paid certain outstanding i claims which 1 had intended to take j care of myself. But they couldn't I have touched her money. That was why I turned my securities into cash | for her." "That probably explains it," sur mised Billy, going back over their | conversation. "You know, Stuart, it | was too bad that this accident liap j pened to you! What do you suppose she said, when I suggested that we could have the book completed? That 'it was her duty to protect your repu tation for authoritative accuracy! She was proud of it, old man; and so | was Tavy; proud as Lucifer! Her • chin was tilted and her eyes fairly snapped with pride." It was on this that Stuart broke. | His resistance enfeebled by his ill ness, he folded his arni3 on the table ! and dropped his head on them, his fingers clutching convulsively. "Buck up, old man," counselled Billy, pacing the floor in distress. He paused, and poured himself a drink. "The thing for us to do is to dig in and Improve their condition. If you want an advance on what we're go ing to do thts year, I'll fork it over .cheerfully. You don't know how much pleasure it will give me," and Billy was quite sincere about that. ("Now don't refuse! You've already saved my life on the Fannard Build ing, and your invention of that assem ! bly hall truss will make a reputation | for our firm. It's a piker proposition .to say that you've already earned five thousand dollars, but you can take that much without anv feeling of obligation. Now how shall we get it to them?" 6 Stuart had straightened up, and he -miled his gratitude. He was not yet quite master of himself, nor strong I enough physically to expect to be. "I've an idea!" presently figured Billy, as busy with the project as if it were a problem in floor loading. "We'll say it's recovered from some old account." It occurred to Lane that he might take the check around himself, and then it occurred to him that he would be compelled to forego that privilege. Mrs. Stuart might investigate. He gave up the gaudy plan with a sigh. "Who was your attorney?" "Donald Cullam." Stuart was eager, now, as eager as his young partner. "Then it's easy; unless Cullam's dead," rejoined the practical Billy. "If he is, we'll get another lawyer. | Then, possibly we can make some j money out of the book, after you've fussed It up. I am to see them j about that again next week." He | added this last with particular zest! ! Stuart rose and paced the floor, I keeping step with Billy. | "I have something to live for!" he .said, with a thrill of new purpose in his voice. "God willing, I'll make i what amends I can! I'm going down jto the office to-morrow!" "Don't overtax yourself," warned | Billy and headed for his dressing- I room, ringing for Burke and starting to unfasten his cravat as he went. "Shall you remain to dinner to j night?" asked Stuart, reaching for a cigaret. "Sorry, old man, but I'll have to ; allow you to dine alone," returned J Billy, unbuttoning his collar. "I'm I due at the Benntngs'." j Stuart smiled, and glanced at the ' portrait on the mantel. It was a re- I markably pretty face. "Is my Tavy as beautiful as Miss Benning?" and there was a hungri ness in the tone which excused the bluntness of the question. Billy stopped, stumped. The idea of comparison had not occurred to him; and, to tell the truth, he had . not thought of Geraldine since noon, ! when he had sent her some flowers. He looked toward the portrait on the mantel, and there was distinct worry on his brow. He ran his fingers twice through his hair. "They're so different,'.' he puzzled; and then his face brightened. "I don't think there could be much question about it, Stuart. Your daughter is the most amazingly beau tiful creature I have ever seen!" (To Be Continued.) | For Skin Blotches There is one remedy that seldom fails to clear away all pimples, blotches and other skin eruptions and that makes the skin soft, clear and healthy. Any druggist can supply you with zemo, which generally overcomes all skin diseases. Acne, eczema, itch, pim pjes, rashes, black heads in most cases give way v to zemo. 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