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FOURTH ST. Appioval ERIDAY EVENING, " beau when we arrived. Betty greet ed him gaily—almost Indifferently. But there was something strangely pathetic in the way he stooped over Betty as if she were a tiny bit of fragile china, instead of a tall, self possessed, green-eyed goddess with the beauty and durability of Chinese Jade. We embarked in the car and drove out to the country estate where Anthony Norreys has his home and his offices. But all dur ing the drive bits of conversation I'd once had with Jim came back to me: "Betty's ghost-ridden. . . Both of them are .... For a man who prob ubly doesn't deserve it. . . . Poor Ath erton!" "Poor Terry!" I found myself thinking. I suppose I was "roman cing" again as Jim calls it, but just as I got to that point, wo drove by the great weeping willows which Betty told me marked the entrance to—the Norreys place—and a sec ond later we had pulled up at a red brick lodge with white stone 3teps and window frames." "This cosy little spot is where your Jimmy works," announced Terry. Then we stepped over the threshhold and were at once in a great many-windowed room. At a desk under one of the windows sat Jim, arms Hung across a mass of papers and head resting on his arms —a picture of weariness and dejec tion. Hearing our approach, he looked up, tossed his head back and closed his eyes in a way he has— and then brought himself into focus with things again—and rose smil ing to greet us: "Hello, folks —seems to me Terry just 'phoned a minute ago didn't think you'd make it fast. Wel come—thrice welcome to our little hive of industry." He was striving for a jocose tone —but I knew that Jim was tired and having an inner struggle—td hide his lack of interest in the'work from Terry, probably. At this mo ment in came Anthony Norreys, his thin face radiant, his eyes alight. "This is the open season for jolly surprises," he said in a voiqe that carried conviction. "I had a rendez vous with my cook directly you phoned, and Nora McGinnis sur prised me, too. Didn't she just beam with delight and tell me that the lamb was crying for folks to ap preciate it when I timidly suggest ed I'd like to give a party to night!" "Tony, you dear old scamp, are you asking us to stay and dine?" asked Betty, gaily. "Because if you are, I, as guide and mentor for the day to Anne Harrison, do here by unanimously accept." "That's jolly white of you, Nor reys," broke in Jim. "I'm such an old derelict that I don't believe I Garments of Quality Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1918, International News Service By McManus II SSL! I .1 - /f\f| |IUEt>THE I -WOULD-TOO fI.ND TELUN' I | } . S 1 Uh^° u m r • could make town to-night without the reviving effect of some food." "Tired?" asked Anthony Norreys gently. "I know, lad, how ttred a man who's been through that holo caust over there is when he's first learning to use—what's left of him. Just remember what Dawson-said — it'll cheer you up tremendously when you're down. Every man I have met out here has the amazing courage to wear his crown of thorns as if it were a cap-and-bells." Then my Jim—my petulant Jim, who never would let me offer him a bit of sympathy—laid his hand on the maimed arm that hung at An thony Norreys' side. "You understand you've been through it, too," ho muttered in a clogged voice—"and come out— smashed—like me." "Cut it—Jim!" cried Terry, with the first impatience I'd ever seen him show. But Anthony Norreys stood by Jim. "Why, lad, don't be bitter. You've been in the biggest show on earth and you've only had to pay for your ticket with a smashed ankle bone. You aren't maimed." "I'm lame!" muttered Jim, bit terly. "Book at Terry there" "Cut it, lad—you're timed. I've overworked you. Neither of us begrudged our Terry his straight, whole body. A man doesn't have to be twisted in his mind, even though he's maimed—so badly that he can never hope for a woman's love." As Anthony Norreys said that I turned my eyes away for sud denly they were wet. (To Be Continued) SWALLOWS FALSE TEETH Chester, S. C., Jan.. 3.—John Mil ler, a negro, swallowed his false teeth while asleep, and before he could reach the hospital they had reached his lower intestines. An operation was performed, the teeth secured and Miller is again using them. ' HARXUSBtXRG TELEGRAPH THE HEART BREAKER A REAL AMERICAN LOVE STORY By VIRGINIA TEHIIUXE VAN Db WATER DK WATER Mildred Admits to Honora That Slic Did Have One Little Drink, and Compares Tom Chandler With Arthur Bruce. CHAPTER XXII. (Copyright 1918, Star Company) In all her life Honora Brent had never been as much depressed as she was when she climbed the stairs to her room after parting from Arthur Bruce. The whole world seemed awry, and she was too young to appreciate that few things except bereavement and disgrace re main incurable for very long. Mildred was already In her room. She had thrown off the wrap that she had worn all the evening. This garment had a hood which had been drawn closely over her head. Now that she had removed the cloak, her abundant hair, that had been held in p] ace j, y fj, e head covering, feu in a mass over her shoulders, in spite of the fact that her eyes were still reddened from crying she looked strikingly pretty as she came toward her sister. "Honora," she said, "don't let's be peeved with each other. Bet's i kiss and make up.'* The phrase was one that their mother had taught her small daugh ters to use after their childish quar rels. It softened Honora's heart. Surely, dear," holding out her arms to her "little sister." But as Mildred raised her lips' for the token of reconciliation the I older girl started violently. What's the matter?" queried i Mildred. Oh, nothing," Honora said, as she kissed the hot lips. "Only, Mildred dear"—holding her at arms' length and scrutinizing her fixedly—"did you have anything to drink when Tom Chandler took those high balls?" Mildred shook her head. Alildred Confesses "Are you sure?" Honora per sisted. "Oh, what a fuss you are!" the other girl exclaimed. "What I had I was not the kind of thing that goe's to one's head at all. Tom said it was perfectly harmless Just an j innocent bracer. It has a pretty name. too. They call it a 'silver fizz.' Ever taste one?" "No, I never did, and I have not the least idea what it'is." "Well, it is all right for a girl to take one. anyway," Mildred insisted. "Tom said so." "But where did you get It?" Ho nora questioned. "Out at Nash's—you know that big place the other side of tVild wood." "But that's a regular roadhouse!" Honora gasped. "Oh. Milly, you should not have gone there!" "I don't see why not," the other I argued. "What was the harm In our going into a restaurant for a sand- I wich and a little something to drink? Anyway, It was so early in the evening that there was hardly anybody there. I felt 1 a bit funny about it at first, but before we left! a couple of women came In with j two men. Even though the women did not look like our kind—they were overdressed and over colored, you know—l was glad that I was not the only person in petticoats. Now don't look cross, Honora." Her voice broke and tears rushed to her eyes. Her sister had never seen her in such an emotiomtl state | ns she had been in for the past hour, j She Jumped to the conclusion that I the shock of the automobile accident] had been too much for the girl's nerves. "Well, never mind, dear," she said gently. "Let ua get to bod. You have had an agitating experience, I and you must feel badly shaken. Like a child, Mildred kissed her | sister again. "Nice old Honora," she murmured, j Again the faint, acrid smell of an ; alcoholic beverage assailed Honora's j nostrils. But sho made no further comment. There would be an abund ance of time later in which sho could think the matter over. A Difference In Men She tried to defer all consideration of the events of the evening until this "later" period. Just now her sister must be quieted and soothed. To this end she began to help the girl to undress, chatting meanwhile of unexciting matters. Mildrod lis tened sleepily. Suddenly she laughed, as at a pleasant thought. "Isn't Arthur a dandy chap?" she demanded Irrelevantly. "I was afraid he would bo cross or angry when he found that I had gone with Tom Instead of with him. Then I did not know but what he might be disgusted at my crying for such a long while as I did. But when I once began to cry, I could not stop myself. I don't know why. And In spite of it all, Arthur was Just us sweet with me as he ever was. Really," musingly, "he cares a lot for me. Honora. 17 he didn't, he wouldn't be so nice to me." Then as her sister made no com ment, she continued: "There's a big difference between , Arthur and Tom. Now, Tom thinks I a lot of me, but he shows It only II by trying to get me to go around with him and in saying lovely things to me. He even kisses me when I let him—as you know. Only" —seeing her sister's quick frown of disapproval—"l do not let him do it often any more —not since that night when he kissed me in the conservatory—you remember?" Hoilora nodded. "\yell," Mildred went on, "Arthur is not a bit like that, lie cares for me In a different kind' of way. He never has tried to be affectionate like Tom. But to-night he did start to put his arm around my waist. Did you notice it?" "He did it to help you up the path," Honora femarked. "He thought you might trip or fall —you were so unnerved." "Perhaps so," the other admitted. "But afterward he kissed both my hands. 1 really like him better than Tom." Honora felt vaguely sick as she listened to these remarks from the girl who had of late been so reti cent übout her own affairs. She had never before known Mildred to be as loquacious or so lacking in good taste. "I think," she said, gravely, "that you would best stop talking and go to bed, my dear. It is very late." (To Be Continued) Life's Problems Are Discussed By Mrs. Wilson Wood row What's an engagement for? "To end the story," the movie director will answer, visualizing a romantic close-up of the hero and heroine on a mountain-top or in a rose-garden. "To be broken," shrugs the co quette, with a scalp-string of half a dozen betrothals to her credit. Of the two the coquette is the more nearly right. That at least is the potential significance of the en gagement ring. In theory 1 , a young man and young woman who are at tracted toward each other enter a sort of purgatory or probationary stage preliminary to their actual marriage and during which they are supposed to decide whether or not they want to proceed to the altar. No binding or definite views arc ex changed. It would seem to follow as a natural corallary that either was privileged to withdraw from the compact. Why then the odium attached to the name of "Jilt?" There Isn't much so far as a wom an is concerned. If the girl returns his ring and writes him a short note telling him she feels she has made a mistake and wishing him well, she may go on her way' practically unscathed to fresh conquests. But for the mun to do so stands as a black mark against him. Let him back and fill as he will, "honor" demands that he redeem his prom ise; or if he proves stubbornly re calcitrant and is financially respons ible the courts will mulct him in substantial damages, with the added Joy of having all his fond and fool ish letters spread upon the record. Theory or no theory, the engagod man In actual practice 1b bound hand and foot. Unless his fiancee shows mercy, he has got to go through with It. A touch of moonlight mad ness, the impulse of a summer flirta tion —"And her 'yes' once said to you shall be YES forever more." A young man who is in this sort of a pickle has written me to ask hat he can do. w He has been engaged to ft young woman for about three years, and he confesses that for the first two years of that period ho was very happy in the thought of marrying her. Some ten or twelve months ago, though, he was obliged to take a vacation on account of his health, and while away was thrown into close association with another girl. Almost before they knew It they were In love. lie seems to have struggled Every Woman Needs IRON at Times B NUXATED IRON against Ills new passion. "I told her that I expected to be married," hd says, "and we both sought to avoid the inevitable. But it was in vain. There came a moment when we ad mitted that we loved each other." Nevertheless, they parted. "Being held by honor, I returned home and tried to forget. But it is useless," he cries. "Half distracted by the situation, I am fast becoming a wreck. I can't go back'on my word; yet how can I face the prospect of marrying a woman that I no longer love? And the date of our wedding what he can do. "It is all the harder because the other girl and I encounter each other quite frequently going to or coming from work. On these occa sions, when we stop and talk to each other, we have often agreed not to speak if we shoulij meet again, but we always do. "I have thought of making a clean breast to my fiancee and tell ing her the whole affair, but some how I cannot brihg myself to the point of doing so; nor docs the other girl wish me to. I dop't know whether it's cowardice on my part that keeps me silent or the fear of wounding my fiancee. I only know that I seem to be drifting straight to disaster, and I am so miserable and upset that I am uncertain what to do." Half the trouble and unhappiness in this world would disappear if people—especially those of opposite sex—would be frank with one an- iiM Men's $2 | __ Women's Arctics. Tomorrow, Saturday, Jan. 4, | a l 7 c c lAm Going To Start A sr *• • V Stern V A# Kid or Dull Urown. all • / Ml M Ulack t.'alf ' t alt, I.are t- V\t *f wJt i ... HSsß9E3£*l9b KßWfcfy Ladle*' Brown Military Hoot*. A\> \ WnuTlna Kid. Luer $7 value'. A\U"7L \ n„o., BHmfffflflWnHf Boot*. 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And it may be that secretly she is Just as unwilling as he to fulfill tho contract. She could hardly fail to bo conscious of his altered attitude, and her own affection may thereby have cooled, although, like him, she can see no way of getting out of tho tangle. I The whole affair, to my mind, is | only another argument against the | folly of long engagements. Why I should young people tie themselves j up for a period of years, when the tie really means nothing at all, and | the very fact that they feel them- I selves free agents to a certain de gree permits their eyes to stray in other directions. Possibly if this lad had been safely married during the two years of his llrst attachment he would never have discovered the fascinations of that other girl. 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