f The # i j Daredevil ► B y ► Maria Thompson Daviess * Author of 'The Melting * of Molly" ! * Copyright, 1916, by thß Reilly & j Britton Co. ). to > * ♦-♦♦♦♦♦• [To be Continued.! "It is hello there, good Bonbon," I greeted him. "Howdy, Mr. Robert," he answered me by a. very targe smile, with very tvhlte teeth set in his face of ex treme blackness. "The gen'l said to call him on the forae as soon as you come." "That Y will attend to from my apartment-" I answered him and then ascended the wide dark stairway with feet which were as a weight to my ankles. Very slowly I entered that apart ment and turned on the bright light. All was in readiness for me, and on the small table under the glass case that contained that beflowered robe of state of the dead Grandmamma Carruthers stood a vase of very fresh and innocent young roses. "I would that I could remain and fulfill the destiny of a woman of your house. Madam Grandmamma," 1 whispered to her lovely and smiling portrait on the wall opposite, "X am the last of the ladies Carruthers, but I have a forfeit of that destiny, and I must go out in the night again in man's attire to a death that will tear asunder the tender flesh that you have borne. Goodby!" Then I made a commencement of a very rapid packing—in one of those bags which I had purchased from the kind gentleman in the city of New York—of which raiment I knew 1 would be suitable for a man in very hurried traveling. I put into it the two suits of clothing for wear in the daytime, but 1 discarded all of my clothing for the pursuit of pleas ure. "You must make a great hurry. Thief Roberta, for it draws near mid night, and that is the hour that the train departs to the north," I cau tioned my weeping self. "At that hour you go forth Into the world alone." And then what ensued? Very suddenly I heard the noise of a car being drawn to the curb in front of the house and the rapid ■teps of a man's progress along the pavings of hrick to the front door, at ■which he made a loud ringing. In not a moment was the good Bonbon at my door with a knocking. "The governor is here to see you, Mr. Robert," he informed me. "What shall you do, Roberta, mar quise of Grez and Bye?" I asked of myself. "How is it that you can be able to support the cold reproaches he will give to you while requiring that you stay to bring dishonor to your uncle, the General Robert? You are caught In a trap as Is an an imal." And then, as X cowered there in my agony, very suddenly that ter rible daredevil rose within me and gave to me a very strange counsel. As it was speaking to me my gaze was fixed upon the robe of state of the beautiful grandmamma. "Very well, then, that great Gouv erneur Faulkner can give his chas tisement and lay his commands upon the beautiful and wicked Roberta, marquise of Grez and Bye, in proper person and not have the privilege of again addressing his faithful and devoted comrade Robert, who is dead. X, the Marquise Roberta of Grez and Bye, will accord to him an interview, and, in the language of the United States, it will be 'some' In terview. With which resolve I turn ed to make an answer to the faith ful Bonbon at the door. "Where awaits his excellency the Gouverneur Faulkner?" I question ed to him. "In the hall at the bottom of the stops," he made reply to me. "Attend him into the large draw- Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton There is no more fashionable blouse than this one with the narrow vestee and there is hone that is susceptableof more varied i-4. treatments. Here, the material is a fine handkerchief lawn with Pip hemstitching as finish, but if ' i y°u want a more dressy blouse, EISA \ you could use lace for the vestee \ > \ J and lace to edge the collar and yY the turned-over portions of the \ yv cuffs. You could make the waist of silk and use Georgette / )\ A A-Ux* A. \ \ f° r the vestee, collar and cuffs A Af fN \\ IS \v'\ \ or y°u can use crepe for the / ® '• \ main 'portion and silk for the ( 1 1 \\ trimming. | ft •| 4 \Jf // or e niedium size wjll be M/ y needed, 2% yards of material 95U 36 inches wide, 2 yards 44. n P attern No. 951 1 is cut I I r n s ' zes f rom 34 to 44 inches ' ' bust measure. It will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Psi 1 Blouse with Vestee, 34 to 44 bust. Department of this paper, on Price is cents. receipt of fifteen cents. I TETLEYS t India and Ceylon TEAS ICED Refresh and stimulate after a worrisome shopping tour. TRY THEM MONDAY EVENING, f HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH AUGUST 27, 1917. 1 Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1917, International News Service By McManus " r .u'-" L,| U WV LL c,OOD o anT, pTxt L .v,i' 3L. \ > fig -i f rrs f 'ggjjg'CT •• •&.. L ••> 3SSU K KM SX*rT I : * ""* " ingr room for a waiting and make all of the lights to burn. Say to him that I will descend in a very small space of time," I commanded. "Yes, sir," he made reply and de parted. And then in my wickedness I be gan to commit a desecration'on the memory of my beautiful and honor ed Grandmamma Carruthers. I walk ed to that glass case in which re posed that gown of the beautiful flowered silk and took it therefrom and laid it upon a chair above the soiled riding breeches of corduroy I had so lately discarded. I opened the carved wooden box on the table un derneath and took from it the silver slippers and the stockings of silk, also the lace fan and the band for the hair. Thereupon I walked to my mirror and commenced to make a toilet of great care, but of a great rapidity. My first action was to take down that lovelock and with the oil of roses to lay It in its accustomed place upon my cheek, which burned with a beautiful rose of shame and at the same moment with some other emotion that I did not understand, which emotion also made my eyes as bright as the night *tars out in that Camp Heaven. The silver band held closely the rest of my mop and gave It the appearance of the very close coiffure which is the fashion of this day, and one very sweet young rose I put into it just above the curl with an effect of great and wicked beauty. The coiffure having been accomp lished, the rest of the toilet, from the slippers of the cloth of silver to the edge of fine old lace, now the color of rich cream, that rested upon my white arms and shoulders, was only a matter of a few moments and then I stood away from my mirror and beheld myself therein. "You are as beautiful as you are wicked, Roberta, marquise of Grez and Bye, but you go to your death in a manner befitting a grande dame of your ancient house of France, whose daughters once showed the rabble how to approach a guillotine costumed in magnificence. Descend for that cold knife to your heart!" And, so speaking, I picked up my fan and made my way through the hall to the halfway of the wide steps. At that point a commotion oc curred. "Lordee! It's the old lady come to ha'nt!" exclalriied my good Bon bon, and with a groan ho fled Into the darkness in the back regions of the house. And it happened that his loud cry brought a response which came to me before I was quite in readiness for it. As I reached the last step of the wide staircase under the bright light I raised my eyes and, behold, the Gouverneur Faulkner to whom I had descended for the purpose of mortal combat stood before me! (Continued) ! "THEIR MARRIED LIFE" Copyright by International News Service "Helen, will you meet me down town?" said Viva's voice, strangely sweet, over the telephone. "I want to take you up to tea at studio of a friend of mine," Helen had, been waiting for this invitation ever since Frances had glv. e nout the Information that Viva was at last in love and with a poor man. * "Of course I can," she returned enthusiastically. "X think it is a great compliment that you care about having me mut him." "Of course I want you to meet him. I suppose Frances has been telling you things. She thinks the world of you and your opinion." Helen laughed. "But that isn't why you want me to meet him, is it?" Her tone was wistful. Some how this strange little girl had won a real place in Helen's heart. She had becotne Interested in her in the first place because she was so odd. Then she had Intensely disliked her because she had thought she was forward and selfish, almost cruel, for she had treated Frances abominably. Then her feeling underwent an other change when she and Frances made the compact to do something to help Viva. The child had been left very much to herself by her parents, who had thought that allow ing her to go her own way and pro viding her with plenty of money had been all that was necessary. Viva's knowledge of life, gleaned from her experience in a fashionable finishing school, had almost ruined her, but Frances had insisted that there was good in her ai>d had also insisted that Carp keep inviting her to New York. And certainly good had come out of it, for if nothing else had been gained there was no gainsaying the fact that Viva had capitulated to Frances. Whether OP not she would accept Helen as a friend was another thing; it was at present sufficient for Viva that Frances had asked her to introduce her artist to Helen. "To tell you the truth, Viva," Frances had said bluntly. • "I want Mrs. Curtis to see you have it in you to care for a real man, after all. She's as much Interested In you as I am." The Viva of a few months back would have replied pertly, but the new Viva, the Viva who knew what it was to love for love Itself, laughed, and laughed with all the ardor of youth, too, and a wholesome absence of artificiality. Viva escorted Helen into a dark side street and up a few stone steps into a dark hallway. Helen was undeniably astonished. Viva turned to her laughingly as they began to ko upstairs. "You didn't expect to find this, did you?" Helen flushed. DAILY DOT PUZZLE 10 19 • • "7 2 .° fl 21 22 ' I 16 • V " •16 14 23 2 . 4 2 I .25 % 5 * ' <\' Z6 s 7 ' • a) .27 • ' 12 S 32 • 9 3). * *l° * -33 29 • / • 35 • 4 * • ,* si* * . • 3° 63 X 39 3b 3 • 37 52 4° * 42 * 3B • *4! 44. 47 43 Once -Piffle tried for quite a while. But could not make this smile. Draw from one to two and so on to the end. "I thought It was awful, too, when I first saw it," the girl confessed. "But I'm used to it now, and I don't mind." . They reached the top of the second flight now and turned to the front of the house. Viva rapped with the old-fashioned knocker and the door was flung open immediately by a tall, slight man with the most tensely eager face Helen had ever seen. As Frances said, he wore tortoise-shell glasses, and involuntarily Helen glanced at his features, which were not handsome, with the exception of his mouth. The dominant char acteristic about him was the fact that he was so alive and, Helen thought delightedly, exactly the kind of a man she would have chosen for Viva. Helen turned from the introduc tion to an inspection of the place. It had an immense skylight across the front of it and the walls were covered with pastel drawings. Gor geously colored stuffs were draped over a model-stand, and easels of all kinds stood against the walls or were drawn partly out into the room, with half-flnished pictures on them. The loom was delightfully untidy in a picturesque kind of a way, and Viva, who seemed perfectly at home, was already beginning to get tea ready on a little wicker table. Helen dropped down on a couch near by and turned to the man, who had sat down with her. "I believe we have some friends in common, Mrs. Curtis," he said in his slow, delightful way of talk ing. "Jack Parmelee?" "Oh, do you know Anne and Jack? I haven't seen them for ever so long." "They're pretty busy," the man re turned. "Yes, I know Jack very well; he and 1 went to school togeth er in Chicago." Helen hked the way he talked, and the way his long nervous fin gers handled the drawings he show ed to her. She liked his face and there was a something genuine about him that made her like the man himself. Even his name was sin gular, Hale Leonard. Somehow It suited him perfectly. The tea was delightfully informal and afterward Helen learned just how artists really lived. The big studio was where they ate and work ed, but there was a kitchen of a f ort across the hall, and a couple of tiny rooms just big enough for a couch. It was all quite primitive, but very interesting. Helen wonder ed if Viva would be willing to live that way, too, and smiled unbe lievingly, only to change her opinion and wonder if the *irl wouldn't do anything willingly as she caught the look on Viva's face when she turned back to listen to something the man was saying. Neither Viva nor her artist mentioned the fact that any engagement existed, so Helen imag ined that It was still indefinite. Of course thoy was a possibility that he would be drafted, too, but Helen was certain of one thing, and that was that she most decidedly ap proved Viva's choice. (The next In this delightful series will appear on this page soon.) Photographs of Soldiers in Duncannon Post Office Duncannon, Pa., Aug. 27.—Dun cannon soldier boys are receiving recognition for their services by hav ing their photographs placed in a large frame In the local post ofljce. Twenty likenesses of Duncannon boys now serving Uncle Sam grace the frame at present. This work was inaugurated by Postmaster B. Stiles Duncan, who Is devoting much energy to It. He has written to practically all the soldiers from Duncannon. Now ho Is asking Duncannon friends and relatives of the wearers of the khaki to aid him by furnishing photographs of the de fenders of their country. He wishes to secure at lest one photograph of every enlisted Duncannon man. TOWNSHIP TICKETS NAMED Duncannon, Pa., Aug. 27. Re publicans and Democrats of Wheat field township have named the fol lowing to be voted for at the Sep tember primaries. Republicans—Judge of Elections, H. L. Grubb; Inspector of Elections, O. F. Jones; Tax Collector, Frank Darlington; Supervisors, F. N. Watts and Henry Speace; School Director, Frank Zeigler; Auditors, Sponster Shearer and Walter Haas. Democrats—Judge of Elections, J. C. Hair; Inspector of Elections, A. G. Shearer; School Director, Luther Charles; Supervisors, Ira Wallace and Thomas Gtbney; Auditors, D. E. Bornman and Chester Burd; Tax Collector, Eleazor Owen, Township Committeeman, J. R. Sepperd. All's Well That M Ends Well By JANE McLKAN. "I think you are terribly unfair," he paid angrily, his boyish face dis torted with bitterness. "Of course I might have known you would take that view of it," the girl retorted. "What other view could I take? Any unbiased person would say the same. Just because I was half an hour late getting home." "But you promised this evening to me," the girl said wonderingly. It was as if she could not understand how it could be possible that he fcould stay away from her willingly. "I know I did, and we have the whole evening, haven't we?" The girl shook her head. You don't understand, Dick," she said, trying to speak evenly, although her voice trembled a little. If you had been detained at the office or if you had an excuse of any kind, of course it would have been all right. But you haven't an excuse. You said you would take me out to dinner and the theater, and then you stay playing billiards until nearly 7 o'clock." "If I had had an idea that it would hurt you," the boy protested, "but I was playing with a stranger and I hated to stop in the middle of the game." The girl was fair enough to under stand this, but it hurt, grievously hurt. Hadn't she worked all after noon In order tp finish the dress she wore. It was going to be a gala night, a festive occasion, and now it was nearly half past seven; they wouldn't have any time to eat dinner leisurely. Everything would have to be hurried. If she had not been too proud, tears of disappointment would have coursed down her cheeks. There was silence as they rode side by side on an open trolley car. The soft evening breeze stole across the girl's face catching at a wavy tendril of hair, and blowing the soft fragrant youth of her across to the boy. They hadn't been married very long, and the faint fragrance caught at his senses and ma.de him bitterly ashamed of the fact that he had neglected her even in what he considered so smalt a matter. fc'he was thinking of their hpney moon time, and the fact that he could hardly bear to bo away from her at all. Why, she reasoned bitterly, couldn't things be like that always? They were with her, why ther. wasn 1 "? Hero Medal to Be Given to Boy on Labor Day Marietta, Pa., Aug. 27. Rabbi Isidore Rosenthal, of Lancaster, will present the hero medal to Frank P. Gorner, Jr., of Marietta, on Labor Day, and the Rev. F. J. Morrow will accept It in behalf of the lad. The committee arranging the Labor Day program have furnished the work and the biggest time in Marietta for years is assured. There will be par ades, concerts, baseball, etc., in addi tion to the medal ceremonies. The Boy Scouts, Red Cross and Ambul ance Corps and others will be in line of parade. The medal was awarded by the Ralston-Purina Com mission of St. Louis, Missouri for bravery. Uncle Sam's Thrift Thought For Today Making Greens Nutritious Here is a way to add nutri ment to greens, and at the same time to vary the form in which this important food is served. The suggestion is made by the United States Department of Agricul ture. Cheese and Greens Roll Cook two quarts of spinach, Swiss chard or other greens. Drain and dress with one table spoonful of butter. Chop and add one cupful of grated cheese and bread crumbs enough to make a mixture sufficiently stiff to form Into a roll. Place In ob long pan and cook In moderate oven for 20 minutes. When cold the mixture may be sliced in %-inch pieces and served on lettuce leaves with salad dress ing. If desired leave the mixture more moist and bake In casserole or baking dish and serve hot. * BELL-ANS Absolutely Removes Indigestion. One package proves it 25c at all druggists. it possible for him to care in the same way? "Talk to me, Betty," he said sud denly, as though afraid of her silence. "1 haven't anything to say," she returned Icily. She hadn't anything to say! What a mockery when she wanted to tell him that she loved, loved him, loved him, and if only he loved her enough, nothing else mat tered. But she was too proud to say that so instead she kept the Icy bar rier between them. And so he did not prolong the argument, when, woman-like, she longed to say something, and this fact made her more furious than ever. "I don't care for anything to eat," she said as they got off the car and walked toward their favorite eating place. "Not anything?" he asked. "Nothing at all, besides we shall hardly have time to eat more than a Mte, and I'm too upset." She choked a little. "What is It you want me to say, Betty?" he asked impulsively. "I've told you how sorry I am. and I asked you to forgive me. Can't you forget this just once? Come in and have dinner. We have plenty of time." In silence, she followed him into (he restaurant and over to a table. In silence she drew off her gloves and observed herself critically in the glass. The boy was also observing' her, and his eyes told her how they were satisfied with what they ob served. But she avoided his eyes and looked coolly across him at the next table where the waiter was Just seat ing another couple. She noted the girl's downcast look, and the hard set of the man's lips. "You can do as you like about it,'* she heard him say; "it doesn't make any difference to me whether you like it or not. I don't have to be tied to your apron strings, you know." Betty started. Suppose Dick had treated her that way instead of meet ing her with abject apologies. Dick, who never spoke crossly to her, and was always fair. Of course he was right and she was wrong. No doubt it had been Impossible for htm to leave before, and at any rate he had been genuinely sorry. * "Betty," Dick was saying across the table imploringly. The orchestra was playing their favorite waltz. Betty looked up suddenly, her eyes a little shy and heavy . "Yes, dear," she whispered ador ably. [ Skin diseases quickly yield to Resinol Resinol gives such instant relief from itching and burning, and so generally succeeds in clearing the eruption away,that it is the standard skin treatment of thousands of phy sicians. Why don't you try it ? Resinol' not ResinolSonf, which also contains the Resinol medication, are sold by all drug gists. Resinol Soup improves the hair. . A Ky to apply. Skm, Quick, Safe. 23c. Gorcni, Itrxall Druggist, ltt N. Third St. uod I'ennn. Station. V i . The Harrisburg Academy The Junior Department re | opens September 24th. The Senior Department re opens September 25th. The school accommodates pu pils under three arrangements: First—As day pupils. Second—As five-day per week I boarding pupils. Third—As regular boarders. All pupils are grouped in small classes. Each student receives private Instruction and supervision during study periods. For catalogue and de | tailed information, call at the Academy office or write the I Headmaster. Arthur K. Brown. I Harrisburg. Pn., Box 617. Advice to the Lovelorn Not Serious DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am sixteen years old and like to speak to some boy friends occa sionally. My father Is very strict and does not wish me to talk to them. Do you think he should open my letters before I get them? J. M. U. 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