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    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 th<j stillness in
most unflattering relief:. l
"There's the boy now, What time
did you tell Phoebe to le here?"
"Seven thirty"—l beglin.
Then Phoebe's soft little voice
called out:
"Hello, Babbsie!" Keal's name
for me.
I saw Jim's lips tighten and hold
to a grim line for a setond. But in
another instant Phoebe had fluttered
out in response to my vfelcomihg call
and was kissing nie slft'ly, with one
hand held in Jim's as she saucily
bade him wait his turn. And Jim
was neither remote nor stern now —
but all tenderness.
When we marched into tlie living
room a minute later, each laden with
one dish for the table, Neal was
teetering back and forth on his heels,
with his hands in his pockets and a
boyish grin on his face that sug-
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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
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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.
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"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. Honora
stooped to pick it up.
"And you" she began, then
stopped. .
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"Oh," Mildred said with a yawn,
"I as good as told him I could not
marry any man unless ho did some
thing to make him worth while.
"Well," after a moment's pause,
"what do you think of my answer?"
"I think," Honora's voice was
hard and stern, "that it was a need
lessly cruel thing to say to a good
man."
(To Be Continued.)
GLASS EYE.FLIKS OUT
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Werth, Riley township farmer, was
standing near the stove at his home
warming himself after having done
his chores on the farm, the heat ex
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panded his eye, which flew out of
the socket, and in so doing cut quite
a deep gash in the eyelid. It might
have been a serious accident but
for the fact that the eye was glass.
SOCIALISTS AND PEASANTS
RULE PILSUDSIiI'S CABINET
Amsterdam. The new Polish
cabinet set up by General Pilsud
ski, who will later be minister of
war, a Warsaw dispateh reports, is
composed mainly of Social Demo
crats and members of the Peasants
League. Andreas Moraczowski, the
Socialist leader in Galieia and a for
iner member of the Austrian Diet, is
premier. The foreign minister is
Leon Wasilewski, formerly on the
stuff of a London newspaper. Three '
portfolios are reserved for Prussian
Poland.
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