Harrisburg telegraph. (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, November 22, 1918, Image 9

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    " When a Girl Marries"
By AN* fttfsi.ii,
A New, Romantic Sena! Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of a Girl Wife
We drove home from Jim's din
ner in the state of utter quiet which
is likely to follow a packed over
full with excitement.
Now and then Evvy's spirit flared
up. But Jim was so tired —or so
completely wrapped in his own
thoughts—that he did not respond.
I felt sorry for Evvy now. I had
begun to feel sorry for her when
Neal rose dutifully to waltz with
her and then fell to dancing me
chanically, leading her around in a
dull maze that permitted him to look
over her head at. Phoebe. When the
dance was over Neal had flung him
self down at Phoebe's side, and there
he had remained until wo started for
home in the same "formation" we had
used all through the day—Neal and
Phoebe, Virginia and Sheldon paired
off in one car, and Evvy the "odd
one" in the group where 1 h'aW felt
almost an intruder earlier in the day.
So when Betty and Terry depos
ited us at our door I found myself
able to kiss Evvy an almost pitying
good-night. Suppose she had flirted
with my husband? That did not mat
ter, for though her attentions had
been forced on Jim, his had been
given to me.
I have been miserably Jealous in
the past—jealous of both Evvy and
Betty. But now I realize that I have
a rival to face who is far more dan
gerous than any women, however,
beautifully and charming. And I
wonder can 1 deal with it?
Our good-nights said, Jim and 1
hurried upstairs. And with thud
ding heart I was preparing myself
for what I had to do.
"It sure has been a large day,
hasn't it. Princess Anne?" yawned
Jim, with no attempt to conceal
ment, as he switched on the lights
in our living room. "Little Jimmie
for bed instanter —or quicker."
"Jim, wait a minute, I—l want to
ask you something."
I was fencing for an opening and
Jim gave it to me.
"Ask me for anything you want,
Light of My Life—but not for five
cents worth of 'filthy lucre.' Be
cause l'tn cleaned out and will stay
broke until my check for two-eighty
comes to-morrow morning.
Talk ol High Cost oi
"Although I paid only $2.00 for
two bottles of Mayr's Wonderful
Remedy I wouldn't take SIOO for
what two doses have done for me.
My partner also has taken a dose
with wonderful results. He was
threatened with an operation for
stomach and bowel trouble, and is
sure he will be all right now. We
both suffered from indigestion and
bloating with gas." It is a simple,
harmless preparation that removes
the catarrhal mucous from the in
testinal tract and aHays the inflam
mation which causes practically all
stomah, liver and intestinal ailments,
including appendicitis. One dose will
convince or money refunded.
G. A. Gorgas, H. C. Kennedy,
Clark's Two Drug Stores and drug
gists everywhere.
Only in Country Made Troco
is This Delicate Flavor Found
The combination of dainty ingre
dients, an exclusive process and a
country plant where the air is pure
and .sweet, produce the de luxe qual
ity of Troco.
It is churned with the white meat
The Successor to Butter
Troco, served on your table, is a revelation.
You can only match its goodness in the highest
priced creamery product.
But every pound saves you from 25 to 40
cents! And users like it better.
Troco is nutritious and digestible energy
food of the highest value.
EDSON BROS., 110 Dock Street,
Philadelphia, Pa.
Jove! I hope that 'Bookie' sends
It along by the first mail!"
"Jim, did you risk every cent you
had in the world on that race?" I
cried with my hand on my dry
throat, as if I could push down the
lump that was rising there.
Jim came over, took the hand in
his and kissed it likhtly.
"1 didn't risk every cent I had
in the world, but every cent I had
In my pocket," ho said lightly.
"And my pockets were all too small
—too small. Little Princess, or we
would be getting a thousand to-mor
row. Still the two-eighty puts us on
Easy street."
"Jim!" I cried in a frenzy of des
peration. "Won't you understahd?
I've got to know. Do you do this
often? Do you—care for it—for—
betting, 1 mean?"
I couldn't say baldly: "Are you a
gambler?" But Jim said it for mo.
"Sure I like to bet. X like put
ting up stakes. Say, Anne, what is
flying? Doesn't every aviator who
gets into his airplane and goep
skimming over the clouds take the
biggest gamble of all—the gamble
with life—and death?"
His head flung high, his eyes
ablaze, and spots of color glowing
lurid on his cheeks—my husband
seemed aflame with the far spirit I
never could touch, the spirit of fly
ing. That was sacred. It held me
silent, awe-struck for a moment.
And in the pause Jim went on—but
now he struck another note —irrit-
"For pity's sake, don't preach,
Anne. Leave that to Virginia. Sup
pose a fellow does like to take a
chance now and then. Taking a
chance discovered America, didn't
it? All the big guys—the Inventors
and discoverers —gambled, didn't
they? I guess adventure's in my
blood. And now that I can't fly any
more, don't begrudge me the one
harmless little outlet X san find."
His questions burst about me like
bullets. I couldn't fend them off. I
couldn't reply. When he said "Don't
preach like Virginia," I realized how
deep a hold gambling must have on
his nature. For it, he could criticise
the sister he adored. Because of it
he acknowledged that this same sis
ter who adored him, "preached." And
there I had the whole sad story.
In a panic I ran to Jim and laid
my hands on his shoulders while X
lifted my eyes to his.
"Ddar—couldn't you give it up for
my sake? Gambling I mean. We
can't afford to risk so much. We
have to get established in the world,
Just that is exciting enough—a real
gamble. You've done without the
other kind for months —ever since
I've known you. Can't you put it
out of your life for always?"
Jim caught my wrists in his hands,
and tore my clasp from his should
ers. He flung me off—my husband
flung me off!
"I'm tired, I tell ydu—and I don't
want to listen to any sermons. What
are you complaining about? I won
two months' salary in a minute, didn't
I? You aren't the loser—are you?
I'm lucky at betting. It's the only
thing I am lucky at."
"But, Jim, it's such a terrible
habit" I began.
of coconuts and pasteurized milk by a
method which achieves inimitable fla
vor and texture —
—ln a plant situated in the Berkshire
foot-hills, where the Troco Company is
the only industry.
Old laws compel us to label it oleomarga
rine. But it contains no animal oils, is made
by a company which makes only this pure
vegetable product.
A capsule of vegetable coloring supplied by
your dealer on request.
Write for Free Cook Book.
Bringing Up Father - Copyright, 1918, International News Service By McManus
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"Habit!" Jim laughed. "Habit
nothing! The thing hasn't got me
—you see that for yourself. If it
had, I couldn't put it oft for months,
the way I do. If I can take a little
il.vcr now and then and clean up a
tidy little pile, why should you
It was brutal and cruel. The Jim
who spoke wasn't my Jim at all.
1 didn't know how to answer the
tense, eagle-like, glittering-eyed man
who had taken his place. >
In the second I stood hesitating,
the door opened and Neal came
whirling in. He wasn't tired at.all;
he looked happy and young and vital.
Jim turned on Neal with a snarl
that held all the venbm I had called
"We got in half nn hour ago," he
exclaimed. "Where have you been,
young fellow?"
There was no anger, no resentment
in my quick-tempered young broth
er's manner as he replied. Only gen
tleness and sweetness. His voice was
hushed, full of young happiness:
"I was with Phoebe," said Neal.
(To Be Continued I
London Proposes Statue
of President Wilson
latmlon. Nov. 22.—Lord Weardale,
presiding at a luncheon given to
James M. Beck, former United States
Attorney General, made reference to
th erection in London of statues to
Washington and Lincoln. He added
(hat the conclusion of the war could
not he marked better than by asking
President Wilson to permit a statue
of himself to be simultaneously
erected with those of Washington
and Lincoln in a prominent position
in London.
Washington, Nov. 22. —Loss of 145
American passenger and merchant
vessels of 354,449 tons and 775 lives
through acts of the enemy during
the period from the beginning of the
world war to the cessation of hos
tilities November 11, is shown by fig
ures made public by the Department
of Commerce's Bureau of Naviga
tion. Nineteen vessels and sixty-sev
en lives were lost through use of tor
pedoes, mines and gun fire prior to
the entrance of the United States
into the war. '
In silence the two sisters went
softly upstairs. The door of Mrs.
Higgins' room was open, and she
caIDU out a sleepy good-night to
theift. When Honora had switched on
the light in the large front room
which she and Mildred shared, the
younger girl spoKe.
"You are very quiet, Honora.
Whnt's the matter?"
"Nothing," the older girl tried to
speak naturally.
"I thought perhaps you had over
heard what Arthur said to me as he
told, mc good night," Mildred went
on. i "It sounded very mysterious,
didn't it? I don't really know myself
what It's all abou't — but he asked
me earlier in the evening to let 'him
know what 1 would be doing to-mor
row night. He wants to call If 1 am
to be at home."
"1 see," was the brief comment
elicited by this bit of information.
"What are we going to be doing
anyway?" Mildred questioned.
"Let me think," Honora evaded,
as if tryii\g to remember some en
gagement. "Sunday night—isn't it?"
While she spoke she was having
a little inward straggle with her
suspicions and inclinations. If she
said she had no plans and expected
to remain at home, she might share
with her sister the pleasure of Arthur
Bruce's company. If not, the man
would have an hour or two alone
with Mildred—which was probably
what he wanted.
. Her latter impulses conquered. "X
think," she said, "that I will go with
Mrs. Higgins to hear that English
man who is preaching at Agatha's
Church to-morrow night. I know Mrs.
Higgins wants to hear him, and she
has to go out alone so often that I
like to go with her when I can."
"All right," Mildred rejoined. There
certainly was no shadow of disap
pointment in her clear eyes. "You
certainly are good, my dear, to be so
willing to trot around with Mrs. Hig
gins. She is as good as gold, of
course, but things she likes bore
"I won't be bored," Honora affirm
ed. "And you won't be bored either
to-morrow night if you have Arthur
here with you."
Mildred shrugged her shoulders.
Perhaps not—yet I don't know, for
Arthur Is not wildly exciting either.
Do you know that since my talk
with that Hilton chap to-day, Ar
thur seems dreadfully ambitionless
and pepless?"
Not Without Ambition
"He is not ambitionless, and not
'pepless' either," Honora defended
him. "He is just the product of his
environment. He has always had
his own way, and it's been an easy
way at that. But now he has reach
ed the place where he appreciates
that he must work. You will find
that' he will prove quite equal to
what's ahead of him."
"You like him better even than
you used to, don't you, Honora?"
The question was asked with such
absolute guilelepsness that Honora
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uas annoyed at her feeling of em
"I always liked him," she rejoin
ed, "even when we were kids togeth
er. Maybe 1 do like him better now
than I used to, because he has de
veloped and become much more in
"Well, to me he seems just about
as lie always did," Mildred com
mented with a yawn. "I must con
fess. however, that he has a way of
looking at me that he never used
to .have—and that'tickles me."
"X have noticed it," her sister com
mented, dryly.
Mildred laughed as if flattered by
the ndmission.
"Other chaps besides Arthur hav*
looked at me like that," she con
tinued. "But until this fall he has
always seemed to take me for grant
ed. Now he acts as if he had come
to the conclusion that Iam actually
worth while."
To this Honora made no reply. She
could think of none to make.
It was when the lights were ,out
and the two girls were in their re
spective beds that Mildred spoke
"1 say, Honora, what do you sup
pose Arthur wants to talk to me about
to-morrow night? Now that I know
you have decided to make an engge
ment for that evening, I don't mind
telling you that he asked me espe
cially if he could see me alone. I
was just wondering"
She stopped, and her sister, after
waiting for her to complete the sen
tence, demanded brusquely: •
"What were you wondering?"
"Oh, nothing—in a way. Only It
would be funny —wouldn't it?—lf
Arthur should be planning to tell
me that he is falling in love with
Nnt a Nice Thought
"Don't!" Honora's exclamation was
sudden and stern. "I mean," she
went on to explain her impetuosity,
that it is not quite nice, my dear—
do you think it is?—for a girl to
speculate about the possible affec
tion of an old friend like Arthur?"
"Perhaps, if I was sure that I
cared for him in a serious way. It
might not be nice," Mildred rejoin
ed. "But as matters stand, I do not
sec why I should not discuss his
feelings for me."
"Perhaps It's all right," Honora
said, more gently. "It surprised me
—that's all."
"Well, nothing that any man can say
or do would surprise me, I guess."
the younger sister remarked, with a
struggle. "My, but I'm sleepy! I'm
glad to-morrow's going to be Sun
day, so that 1 can sleep as late as I
like. Good night. Honey!"
"Good night, dear," Honora re
She supposed that Mildred's sus
picions were correct and that Ar
thur Bruce was in love with 'the
girl whom he had hitherto regarded
us a pleasant little friend.
The probability made Honora draw
in her breath sharply. Then, as she
remembered Mildred's declarations
with regard to her own feelings, she
wondered if the child knew her own
If Arthur cared for Mildred as
he certainly did—would not she learn
to care for him? If not, would he
get over his affection for her?
Here Honora Brent resolutely
turned her mind from the future.
Sufficient unto the day was the evil
—or the good—thereof.
(To lie Continued)
Park Policeman
Has Tale To Tell
MoiU'oc Says Ho Hadn't Finished
the First Bottle Before
Change Came
Officer W. S. Monroe, who lives
at 1731 Sixth street, Harrisburg, und
is so popular among visitors to the
Park, says:
"My stomach had gone back on
me entirely. Was constipated and
my kidneys troubled me greatly.
Then I remembered that I had read
a lot about folks who had been
helped by Tanlac so I bought a bot
tle and started taking it. Well, sir,
you can believe me or not, but the
very first doses did me good. I could
feel It sort of nosing around Inside
of me, hunting out the trouble, and
before I had finished the first bottle
I felt a hundred per cent. Better.
"Now I eat with a relish, my stom
ach is in fine shape and those bad
headaches I used to suffer with have
left me entirely and X can only thank
Tanlac.''' „
Tanlac is now being introduced
here at George A. Gorgas' Drug
Tanlac is als'o sold at the Gorgas
Drug Store In the P. R. R. Sta
tion; In Carlisle at W. G. Stephens'
Pharmacy: Ellznbcthtown, Albert W.
Cain: Greencastle, Charles B. Carl:
Middletown, Colin S. Few's Phar
macy: Waynesboro, Clarence Croft's
Pharmacy: Mechanlcsburg, H. F.
The Kenulne Tanlac bears the
name "J. I. Gore Co." on outside
carton of each bottle. Look for it.
Life's Problems
Are Discussed
Before the war we women were
drowned in leisure. We did not rea
lize it and of course every one
of us will deny it now—but there
is abundant proof that, in the words
of good old Dr. Watts. Satan found
mischief for idle hands to do.
one thing, we built up an
elaborate sex convention in regard to
babies' bonnets and other belong
ings. We felt it was absolutely
necessary for a girl baby to have a
rosette over each ear; bereft of this
the bonnej was without sex and void.
But we should have regarded it
as a sacrilege to thus adorn a small
lord of creation even at the age
of six weeks. No, he must, have a
I rosette on the top of his bonnet, so
as to present a warlike and men-
Anil the mothers, aunts and grand
mothers regarded this 'he' and "she"
business of the bonnet question as
a thing of cosmic importance. Its
place in the scheme of things they
felt to be somewhere between the
fixed stars and tHe laws of the
Medes and Persians, and there was a
general feeling that no good could
come from tampering with it.
Feelings Were Hurt
And if ainyone gave a boy baby
a bonnet with two rosettes, or a
girl baby a bonnet with one, every
one connected with that grossly in
sulted infant had his or her feelings
i deeply hurt.
i Usually the mischief began right
there, over-cmphasizlug the sex
question while children were still in
their baby carriages. With their
first conscious breaths girl babies
were implored to be "refined," while
boy babies were entreated to be
"brave," and take their castor oil
like a man.
Unconsciously each df these small
unfortunates began storing up im
pressions that later on meant a ball
and ehain on their heels. Mary felt
she must be relined and a little lady
—and to get her clothes dirty or
her haiar rumpled was to break all
the commandments at once.
And John' was equally well out
fitted with a set' of false standards
that promised to be as useful to
him through life us a millstone in
swimming. It wasn't necessary for
him to be thoughtful, tactful or
kind to things weaker tlian him
self, because these tilings might con
vert him into a ' sissy."
If he played with girls, or oc
casionally combed his hair, or strok
ed a cut. these tilings were danger
ous manifestations of possible sissy
hood. And John uprose, did u war
dance, and made life hideous for
every one concerned, not because he
enjoyed it especially, but to con
form to the approved manly ideal,
hooking I.ike u "l.ittle I. inly"
And who has not sympathized
witli the pale little girl denying
herself coveted exercise exercise
that was essential to her develop
ment that she might, not rumple
her clothes und look less like a little
In trying to make uf John a kin
dergarten cave-men, to preserve
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NOVEMBER 22, 1918.
the masculine ideal, and of Mary an
anaemic little fashion plate, that she
might grow up "retined," parents
wholly lost sight of the important
thing that it is better for children
to grow to be vigorous, healthy
little animals with no thought of
these artificial distinctions at all.
Questions of sex loom on the horl
son soon enough and vast enough,
in all conscience, without, antici
pating them with ribbons and sen
timents that might well be placed
on the non-essential list.
.History has not preserved the
name of the woman who tlrst con
ceived the notion of putting little
girls into play rompers, but she
ought to have some kind of medal
conferred on her for such a long
step in the right direction.
And If we have been hidebound in
the matter of ribbons and senti
ments, we are doubly so in regard
to games and toys. Many a little
girls has coveted a tool chest, and
longed to make dolls' furniture and
houses, only to be told by her moth
er that such things were not intend
ed for a little girl.
How much genuine constructive
ability and real architectural talent
may have been snuffed out by such
a short-sighted policy!
it is a liberal and indulgent moth
er who will consent to her daugh
ter playing blindman's buff, I spy,
or prisoner's base anywhere within
earshot of the house. These games
come under the head df romping,
which is supposed to be as deplor
able for Mary's manners as for her
clothes, not to mention the noise,
which is hard on "grownups."
The consequence was that if Mary
was a young person with her full
share of animal spirits, she was
obliged to do a bit of sneaking now
and then, or indulge in sedentary
These may have saved her clothes
and the nerves of her relatives, but
they were bad for Mary's muscles
and nerves. The former were apt
to be under-developed, and the lat
ter over-developed. John had too
much savagery, Mary not enough.
And all on account of that unduly
anticipated' bugbear sex, which
should have been as much ignored
as possible in the interest of both
When any itching skin disease af
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spot begins to itch and burn, apply
Poslam. You may be confident that
the trouble is having the right treat
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of virulent eczema, acne, pimples and
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Sold everywhere. For free sample
write to Emergency Laboratories, 243
West 47th St., New York City.
Poslam Soap, medicated with Pos
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and sensitive.—Adv.
Is union. Nov. 22. —Belgian history
will reach a climax to-day when
King Albert makes his official entry
into Brussels, says the correspondent
of the Daily Mail with the British
army in Belgium. The day is to be
one of political regeneration as well
as one of regal ceremony. The Bel
gian parliament, the correspondent
adds, will meet and "make a great
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