IJjißl Readiivf firWiraia\ and all ike fercajxi Pf^j " When a Girl " By ASM tJSLK A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problems of a Girl Wife Chapter (VI (Copyright. 191S, by Kings Features Syndicate, Inc.) In stern silence Jpn helped me prepare dinner. His [eyes had that almost indescribable ltok of remote ness that comes into tlicm when he's really not here at ail—-but over in France again. 1 fed] thut he was dreaming himself batik to the days when he flew throng! the clouds of Ficardy and Flanderl, wondered if anything that Neal piad said was carrying him back to those wonder ful days gone by whtfi ho had been "Fearless Jim" of thd Flying Corps. But I had pledgeij myself to si lence. I had vowed/"So long as I live I shall not ask about the secret from which Jim andlNcal have shut mo out." And so in silence I made the tomato sauce for the lish and got the rice croquettes ready, and lost all appetite for my oiwn cooking, while Jim went at the potatoes as if he were amputating tlitir peelings and attacked the lettuce in a fash ion that suggested he i'as dissect ing it. At last thero came thq click of thi lock, and Jim broke thp from your dealer — It comes from a clean country.plant, situated byname in the Berkshire foot-hills, where the Troco Company ✓W* is the only industry. It is made by a special process which not only perfects Cook Book flavor and texture, but is hygienic in every detail. Free Finally, the ingredients of Troco are the most appetizing which nature produces. It is churned from the white meat of coconuts and pas- \ All 1 teurized milk—foods one likes to think about. A l| Uj Troco is digestible and nutritious, energy food of the highest t|fjk £\ l */J value. And crowning advantage every pound saves you ' from 25 to 40 cental S EDSON BROS. 110 Dock Street, !72 PHILADELPHIA FRIDAY EVENING* j gesled he was for the time at least I fully at peace with the world. I He came forward with eager ex- I planations. My impudent Neal "ex ( plaining," forsooth—he whoso motto | had ever been: "Never explain, never i apologize, never retract. Get the ! thing done and let 'em howl." But ; now he said: "Wasn't it funny how. Phoebe and I I just happened to meet at the cor -Iner?" "Of course, he Just 'happened' to :be walking toward the avenue," ' udded Phoebe roguishly, j Neal crimsoned, and I felt my lips 1 twitch at the dear, delicious young i ness of it all.' Jim slipped his arm I about Phoebe, and she nestled up : against him as if happily surprised at J his sudden air of protection. I That gentle, tender sweetness of ! Jim for his little sister lasted well through dinner, and the little rogue teased him about it. "Sly Jimmie is nice to me now that Vee isn't here—isn't he, Babb sie?" she said, brandishing a leaf of at him in challenge to be other than "nice" to her. "Don't call Anne by that name," ordered Jim. "Why not? Neal does," asked Phoebe, and I saw botli my boys wince, but before either of them had been forced to a defense of his position, the girl went on: "I feel specially happy to-night, Jim —bc- j cause—Bab —Anne was. so sweet to I me, and asked me over here the in | Efant I hud let it pop out that Vee land Mrs. Bryce had left me alone. I | just feel as if Anne were my really ; truly sister to-night—more than Vee even." Sweetheart!" murmured Jim, squeezing my hand under the -table. I Neal was watching Phoebe intently. 1 lie was scarcely eating anything. His 1 eyes seldom left her face. One might ! have said that he was learning it by [ heart —as if he were never to see it j again. And the little rogue shed her demureness and laughed and dim j pled, and took her brother's tender mess and my brother's intentness as la matter of course. Poor little | starved baby, she got little enough of such tribute —when Virginia was I near to keep her in the background. | "Now you two children smoke ! while the ladles wash the dishes I neatly." ordered the child with a I very grand air when dinner was 1 over. j "Righto!" I've a word or two for | Neal, anyway,' 'agreed Jim. We had a merry time with the I ciearing-up. Phoebe trilled like a I little streamlet released by the warm | spring sun, and kept darting over to hug me. But when the task was fin ) ished and we went in to join "boys," jtwo grave-faced men awaited us. | Dour and grim was the atmosphere. ! It sobered Phoebe to the half-sad. ha'f-terrified demureness that's gen erally here. After a long dragging while of making conversation, a brighter note struck through the evening. .It was a band on the street. Phoebe ran to the window. Then, all eagerness and light again, she . turned and cried: "Soldiers —and Marines! Come everybody, see our boys march by." I rushed to join her and she flung i her slim young body up against me Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1918, International News Service - -*- By McManu MA<,OE t*b RiCJHT-1 PADA- WELL-IWUZ. C fi ( PAROON ME . EACUb* HE SAPI -ftuT | Nfil I- I TO VTAT HOME r QFAR-WILL READIM' ON THE | ? UT ) D * LL DA^o °* NEEDS SOME s W '.AH'READ MORE- B& XtE Ml OF R,W ' ****- erf- ,1 p . I and laced her fingers in mine as we i stood wrapped in the whirl of sacred | feelings that comes when the flagi goes by. "How can they sit there —when the bund plays and the flags are fly- J ing'.'" whispered Phoebe. With her young face alight, she turned to Ncal and Jim and cried: j "Come! It's beautiful —the flag j and the boys. It'll make your hearts thump and your throats choke —but they're good thumps and good chokes. Come, see!" "It—hurts me to look, Phoebe. 1. can never—march with them again,! you know," confessed Jim, wearily, j Jlis acknowledgement told me how ! weary he was. i Phoebe left me abruptly and ran | jto her brother. Standing back of! I hthi, she clasped her arms about his! j neck and stooped to lay her little I heart-shaped face against his. And then, to relieve the tension, she j spoke to Ncal: "What branch of the service are ] ( you going in for, Ncal? Or. will you j j just wait till you're drafted and let; them put you where they like?" Jim lifted his head from Phoebe's and looked straight across the room |at Neat. It scented to me that a i spark leaped from Jim's eyes to I Neal's. (To He Continued) Advice to the Lovelorn I l I1EVOTEI) PARENT ! DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: . , 1 am 36 and my wife is .14. AA e have i three children, llie oldest 13. My wife I and I separated a year ago, and six j month afterward she tiled a bill for ' divorce. The trouble was tliat she i used to go out to dance balls and for i got to come home. One time she i stayed out for a week. Now the suit .seems to be dropped and 1 am send | ing money every week to my wife and | children, who are in another city. My ; wife has promised time and again to | i join mo here so we can have our home 1 and children together, but now she ' writes she does not care to. She did very wrong, but I have forgiven her, I just for the sake of the children. Shall i I stay here or go to see her? | A FATHER. i Since it is your wife alone who is j j in the wrong, and you have forgiven ! her and wish to be with her again, I j shouldn't think you would hesitate to , go where she is. Isn't that the only | way lo regain the home life that you long for and the intimate relationship ! with the children? Your children are fortunate in their father's faithful af- j fection. and I hope you may find hap- ) 1 t>lnes3 with them. HAJRRISBURG TELEGRAPH THE HEART BREAKER A REAL AMERICAN LOVE STORY Hy VIRGINIA TEUHUNK VAN DE WATER CHAPTER VIII "Who is Harold Hilton?" Mrs. Higgins inquired. 'I never heard of him." "He's a nephew of Mr. John Hil ton," Mildred explained. "I never met him myself until yesterday. But as his uncle spoke of him as 'Har old,' 1 did, too." "Oh, I thought it must be some body you knew well," Mrs. Higgins remarked. Her speech was not intended as a reproof. Yet it irritated the girl. "No, I do not know him well enough to call him by his first name. 1 am aware of that. I am still more certain that I wish I did know him well." The matron looked surprised. "Why, my dear?" she asked. "Because he is a dandy chap. He is enlisting with the Canadians. Go ing to fight—just think of it!—risk his file when he might stay at home and be comfortable." "A good many other fellows are doing the same thing—at least so the preacher told us to-night," Hon ora said. "Y'et I fancy most of them are going because they want to. Either they—like young Hilton — have British blood in their veins, or they want the adventure. Some men crave that kind of thing—just as some women do." "I must be one of that kind," Mildred hazarded. "For if I were a man I'd go in a Jiffy." "So you have said before," Hon ora observed dryly. "Pardon me for repeating my self!" Mildred retorted. "But why snub me?" "I ijid not mean to snub you," Honora said, trying to laugh off the little altercation. She was chagrined that she and her sister should have had a slight spat in the presence of Arthur Bruce. She was honest enough with herself to know that she had tried to keep Mildred from expiating of the subject of Harold Hilton, because she was sure that the topic was causing Arthur discomfort. Such talk at this time showed a lack of tact on the part of the younger girl. * Only a Casual Friend Yet, really, there was no cause for her, Honora, to defend Arthur. He was only a casual friend to her, as she was to him. "Have you had a pleasant eve ning, my dear?" Mrs. Higgins was trying to pour oil on the troubled waters, and she was smiling at Mil dred. "Oh, pleasant enough. I guess, the girl replied. "1 cannot speak for Arthur, of course. He can speak for himself." , Her passage-at-arms with Honora had annoyed li.er, and she felt cross with everybody. Arthur, thus ap pealed to, tried to hide his embar rassment. "it is never necessary to say that one has had a good timo in this home," he remarked, gallantly, "That is one of the things that speaks for itself." Mrs. Higgins looked at him ap provingly. She liked and admired this young man. Daily Dot Puzzle j. ? 2. 19 1. 2o • 9 I ' \ j rn is 14- / •.- •? 13 . 17 • Can yon see what every one should shun? Draw from one to two and so on to the end.. "1 assure you wo are always glad to see you here, Mr. Bruce," she said. ''Why must I be 'Mr. Bruce' to you?" lie objected. "When 1 was a kid you called me 'Arthur.' How have 1 forfeited a right to such fa miliarity?" The widow flushed as a girl might have done. "Oh, I have seen you so seldom since you were grown that I did not want to be too familiar with you," she explained. "But I will be glad to call you 'Mr. Arthur' if you would like ine to." A few minutes later he took his departure. By the time the sound of his footsteps had died away Mrs. Higgins spoke her mind. "That is one of the most courtly and graceful young men 1 have ever known. 1 am glad you girls have such a friend. He can always Vie counted upon to do and say the right thing." She had too much delicacy to put into words what shp was thinking— namely, that he would make some girl a good husband, and that she hoped one of her charges would ap preciate this fact. Instead, she went out into the kitchen to give Katie a final order, then, returning, locked the front door, put out the lights, and led the way upstairs. Mildred Apologizes Mildred Brent's anger was seldom of the enduring variety. She was easily annoyed, but could not hold her wrath long. So she and her sister had not been in their room more than five min utes before she made overtures of peace. "Honora," she ventured,- "if I was cross just now I am sorry. But you did snub me—honestly— and made me feel very cheap when you reminded me that I was re peating a remark that 1 had per petrated already." "I did not mean to snub you, dear, so let's forget all about it," Honora returned. "We were both a little cross, I fancy." "It was rather awkward, that question that Mrs. Higgins asked," Mildred observed later. "I mean her question as to whether we had had a pleasant evening." Honpra was brushing her hair before her dressing table, and now turned quickly, the brush poised in midair. "Why?" she asked abruptly. "Because," Mildred replied, 'it so happens that Arthur proposed to me this evening." The brush fell to the floor. 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