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► Maria Thompson Daviess
* Author of 'The Melting
* of Molly"
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* Copyright, 1916, by thß Reilly &
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"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.
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Refresh and stimulate after
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TRY THEM
MONDAY EVENING, f HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH AUGUST 27, 1917. 1
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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.
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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.
*
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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.
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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.
No there isn't any harm in chat
ting for a moment with a boy
friend, but there is so much danger
lurking about In our big cities that
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2ONOKIHWURTtiSrJjj
CNEAR THE YOUNG WOMEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION
Farewell toall Summer Stocks
SUMMER"" WASH- $ Wi gK Of
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There Will Be No Increase in Prices
On New Fall Stocks
Our Low Expense Is the Reason
Common sense teaches us where IXIW EXPENSES PREVAIL YOU
ARE BOUND TO FIND LOW PRICES. So when you come to
Robinson's Woman Shop always expect to And prices lower.
I7\VE NEVER URGE YOU WE SERVE YOU
i II
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■
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Regal and
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U 111 UACiIcL vU Troup Building. 15 So. Market Square
Second and Walnut Sts. Thorough Training in Business and
Stenography.
Umbrellas Civil Service Course
recovered and repaired OUR „ OFFTER—Right Training by
Specialists and High Grade Posi-
Fnotlinp finnrl c tlons. You Take a Business
ljeainer UOOUS Course But Once; the BEST is
Trunks, Suit Cases and all What You Want.
leather goods repaired. School Opens Monday, August 27
Bell, 485 Dial, 4303
* S ,1m Office Training School
Kaufman Bldg. 4 S. Market Sq
Training That Secures
_ Salary Increasing Positions
' Call or send todar for Interesting
' ISfnam booklet. "The Art ofl 'ielllni Along
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Our Electric Washing FlySlOCltting
Machine
makes wash-day a pleasure In- § fimnftl fftl
stead of a dread. Automatic ll#l*Ci£'t
washing and wringing. Several - . t —" n".
makes on exhibition at our store
at lowest prices.
Dau s p^p l fe's e co. ical Closes Sept. 29
434 Market St. Harrisburg, Pa.
any very loving father or mother
feels an almost desperate need of
protecting a child as young as you.
Ask your father to let you read
your own letters first so that you
may have the fun of opening them
and feeling a sense of possession In
them. Then promise him that, for
his peace of mind, you will always
hand them right over to him as
soon as you have read them. Your
very intensity of feeling probably
frightens your father. He wants to
protect you. He is wiser than you.
Trust a little more to his loving
friendship and good judgment.
Use McNeil's Pain Exterminator—Ad
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