— - * - - " When a Girl By ASS LISLE A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problems of a Girl Wife CHAPTER LXXXVII. (Copyright 1918, by King Feature Syndicate, Inc.) My order to report for canteen duty came tho very day after our dinner at Anthony Norrey's coun try home. I read it through about a dozen times. Its actual message was merely that I should report at the Uptown Canteen at 2.30 and re ceive my Instructions from the lieu tenant in charge of the unit but to me. It meant that at last I was part of tho * great conflict- Hurrying i through nty work, flurrying into my pretty dove-gray uniform. I whisked tjie hours of the moaning behind me like so much flying dust. And then I sidled a bit timorously over to the phone and called Jim. A girl's voice answered from the other end it was warm, tropical and alluring in its timbre, even as it made the mere commonplace re plies to my request to speak to Mr. Harrison. _.. , , "Who was that? I asked, with normal curiosity. "Miss West, my secretary, answered the phone, said Jim. almost curtly. How d you happen to call me up during working hours?" That's an implied compliment to the wife-who-never-lnterrupts, isn t it?" I asked, hoping to restore cordial relations by changing the subject, abruptly "How'd you like to broil your own steak tonight. "What do you mean? Can't you give me answers right along with the riddles?" ho responded with what I knew was masked irritation. "Well, 1 won't be home till about eiglitv-thiTty tonight. I'm ordered to report at the canteen for the unit that serves from half-past two till eight"— , "Don't worry about me, I'll man age." Jim's voice was icily non committal as he replied. "There isn't any danger of your meeting a handsome young soldier and B°ing to a theatre with him. is there. "Jim," I cried. 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Phere Is More Real Economy in 1 Javing Us Dry Clean Your Gar- J i ents Than in Buying New Clothes | . €j[ Many times a person doesn't I realize how worthwhile their old J clothes are. R €}f Let us dry clean and make like new one of your old suits or dresses. When you see how fine those old clothes look and then think how little the cost, you'll always have us do your work. Send for us, all wo r k 1 promptly delivered anywhere * lONDAY EVENING. work is dignified and helpful, not an excuse for cheap flirtations." "You don't say so!" laughed Jim banteringly. "Well, then, in case I do console myself by talcing a beau tiful lady out to dine, I'll arrange to be home by eight-thirty to see if you're there, too!" His tone seemed to put a period to the conversation, so I said good by and hung up the receiver. Then I took a last peep at my dainty uniform and pretty cap, slipped into a long, all-concealing coat and set oft for the Canteen. As I walked up the street I was happily conscious .of my pretty uniform, but alas, no one paid a particle of attention to it. Uniforms were everywhere uniforms at testing to the new ideals of service and kindness, uniforms pledging that the service will go nobly on through the long period of readjustment, of "bringing the hoya home" when we are referring to "The late War," as one of our fainoU3 humorists calls it. At the corner, where the green and white lattice work of "Our" Canteen jutted out to tho sidewalk's edge, I met Pat Dalton. For a second he seemed inclined to hurry by with the briefest of bows then he wheeled abruptly. "Mrs. Jimmle!" he called in his i warm, caressing voice, "Mrs. Tlm- m j e don't he running away so fast." ! "It's you who were running away," | I laughed, stopping In my tracks to wait for him. At that he colored most amaz ingly and stammered: "For tho moment I didn't realize who you were. Are you enlisting j to feed our. lads, now? It's fine, work, Mrs. Jimmle. How's Jeanie? Is she is she settled in the new home?" "Why. how did you know any-1 thing about her new home?" I! asked. Then, suddenly I remembered that on the day I purchased our > house-present for Virginia, Tom Mason had informed me that Pat was coming to meet him directly so that was it. Tout had told him. But why shouldn't Pat offer that simple explanation at once without hemming and hawing? Hard on my thoughts, he burst out nerv ously: "Mrs. Jinimie wljl you stand by —again? Don't tell Jeanie that I know her new address. She might think I was spying on her. She's as well off if she doesn't realize, I know." Perhaps you're right. I'll think it over. Now I must fly," I said. "I'd like to explain something"— urged Pat Dalton almost sheep ishly. But I insisted that I couldn't wait 1 for explanations ahd fairly brushed by him to the doorway of the Can- I teen. There, in uniform, stood Carlotta Sturges, the vivid, conspicuous looking girl who had been Pat Dal ton's companion the day I first met him. "Hel-10, Mrs. Jimmie!" she cried breezily. "Going to serve on' this ■unit? Fine! I'll show you the ropes. Our lieutenant's very strict, but as soon as you get used to that, you'll be all right. Got your pencil and pad? Have to furnish them yourself, you know. And your cloth to wasl: off the oilcloth on your tables. I've an extra one of every thing so I'll stock you up today." While she was talking she took full possession of me, propelled me to a little cubbyhole for hats, and coats and began to produce: the things I evidently needed. "Guess Pat told you I was here. 1 We just came in from lunching to ! gether. Old Pat's one of the finest. 1 Friends of tho same Pat—friends of each other!" She finished with an air of sly understanding. So Pat Dalton had been lunching with Carlotta Sturges. Was 'that what he had wanted to "explain" to me? To Be Continued. Bringing Up Father - Copyright, 1918, International News Service -'• By Mcllanus I IffVlTtlO PAR. &MITHTO OUR I r™OhVHF t>*R- WELL- I WANT I DtO XOU I THE OWNER I WWlTh* > WANT TOO TO I "v P*RY>f NEXT S>ONO*Pf BOT HE I I rviO-l'Ll THE "TO BUT T- | NOW - tjEND IN THE C>E AT MV HOOi>E fbUNOAX \ [ WONT COME-HE SAID WE L 1 RY HIM OWNtIROF ' DON'T 1 \ MANAGER-HIS NAMEI AN" COME IN THE BACK THlb FIRM- Life's Problems Are Discussed (By Mrs. Wilson Woodrow) One of the most pathetic letters I have ever received has been sent me by a girl whose parents in an other country have made great sacrifices to give her an education. When she had finished school she was offered what seemed to her a wonderful opportunity to come to America and win her way here. One can fancy the eageeKbss and the higli hopes with which she started; but those roseate dreams were not fulfilled- And now; after five or six years, she finds herself a household drudge for a tyrannical relative and a nurse for this wom an's children. She is not permitted any visitors, she has no friends, she is allowed no amusements except an occasional motion picture play, to which she accompanies the chil dren. She cannot even be culled a wage slave, for she does not get any wages. \ • i Her youth has rebelled. She writes to me that she cries night after night. She has never com municated with her parents, and she is haunted by the thought of the way in which they regard her —as one forgetful of their care and sacrifices, and selfishly spending all her earnings upon her own pleas ures. She feels that her education en titles her to another and better occupation, but she does not know how to escape from her present environment. She is like a bird in a cage, beating her wings against the bars, all the time unaware that the door is wide open and that she could easily fly out. Her inexperience and her lack of knowledge of the big world cause her to fear it; and so she keeps on bearing the ills she has. rather than take a chance with those she knows not of. | But when in doubt,, the thing to I do always is to take the next step. And the next step in this girl's case is to push open the prison doors and walk right out. But where? She has no friends to whom she can turn. She has no money to keep her while she looks about and finds another occupation. She has no ex perience in any other kind of work but that which she has been doing for years. Therefore, the best course she can follow Is to do the one thing she knows thoroughly. She is, of course, seriously handicapped by having no references or recommendations. Consequently, it might be well for her to go to the Young Women's Christian Association, and there ex plain the whole circumstances. If she Is a member or regular attendant of any church, she should be able to get either the pastor or some members of the congregation to vouch for her. It is probable that she v'U have no difficulty in securing employ ment, an dthat being accomplished she will find herself in a vastly different position from the one she now occupies. She will have regu lar wages, and these she can put! to what uses she pleases. She will find time to look about her and de cide on the next step. She will also have an opportunity to make friends and go about a little and get some new Ideas. She will without doubt be treated with far more consideration and re gard for her comfort and happiness than she has hitherto been accus tomed to receiving; for I gather from what she says that abuse and harsh words have been her dally portion. There Is no necessity of telling her tyrannical relative of her plans. She owes nothing whatever to tbe person, who has treated her as most descent, humane people would not treat a dog. But she does owe a great deal to herself, and If ehe con tinues In her present state a few years longer she will have lost all strength of character. This relative haa much the strepfar will, and ahe has dominated the weaker, mmore Impressionable and pliable nature so long that unless the girl takes her courage In her hands and makes a resolute stand, ahe will lose not only tha power, bpt the will to act for harself. She ahquld realize that she Is a free agent and does not have to yield her Individuality and her in alienable right to conduct her own affairs to any one else. It is probable that when this relative laarns of the girl's decision to leave her roof, ahe will resort to all the tricks of the bully. She will first storm and argue and threaten, and then woep and plead and beg and doubtless offer her young rela tive regular wages and make all kinds of promises of improved con ditions. But the girl, if she Is wise and values her independence and future happiness, should turn a deaf ear to all these protestations. She should atart out resolutely on a new path, and walk on It. never making the mistake of Lot's wife by even once looking backward. BARRISBURO I tflfftr TELEGRAPH THE HEART BREAKER A REAL AMERICAN LOVE STORY By VIRGINIA TEHHUKE VAN DL WATCH CHAPPTER XXIII (Copyright 1818, Star Company) The period in which Honora Brent was to think things was not long deferred. Ih fact it came to her that very night. Mildred had not been in bed for three minutes before she was/fast asldep. As Honora noticed this, she told herself that the excitement of the evening had worn the child out. But later she did not deceive lver qelf by the specious excuse with which she had fought off the stern realization of facts. It is not easy to deceive one's self when one lies wide awake in the darkness of the night. Then it is that one's actions and the actionsof others stand forth in strong relief, illuminated to an almost unnatural clearness by the vividness of one's memory and imagination. • So it was that, when Honora Brent lay down and closed her eyes, the events of the evening passed in a procession before her mind's eye. At tlrst she strove to banish them by some of the world-famed and perfectly useless experiments to make her drowsy. She summoned to her assistance the traditional flock of sheep whose jumping over an equally traditional stone fence is supposed to lure one to slumber. When she had counted Ave hundred of the woolly creatures she was wider awake than ever. And she was conscious that she wfes men tally pushing something away. Surely It would be wiser to "have it out" with the intruder. Conflicting Thoughts When she reached this conclusion she opened her eyes and, as it were, faced the thoughts crowding in upon her. Ktrst of all of these was her re eentvconversatlon with Arthur and the circumstances that had led up to it. As she recalled relentlessly her falsehood to him, she flinched even in the darkness. She had lied and he knew she had lied. That she had done this to protect) Mildred had probably not occurred to him. He loved Mllly, and love Is blind. Yes, she knew now certainly that he still loved her sister. There was no chance of his caring for any one else as he cared for her. If his happiness depended upon Mildred, lit was well that the girl was grow ing fond of him —if she really was. But if she loved Arthur, why had he gone off with Tom Chandler this evening? Yna answer was not long in com ing. Tom flattered her; he appealed to her love of adventure; he gave her thrills such as Arthur had never given her. Moreover, she) was sure j of Arthur's devotion. Bhe was not sure of Tom's. As Mildred herself would have put it, Tom "kept her guessing." . But he was not to be trusted. With a shuuder Honora recalled how Jils runabout had lurched and pkldded past Arthur's automobile to-night, and the terror that had seized hej as she realized that Mil dred was in the car. That the girl had not been killed was almost a miracle. And what had saved Tom? She remembered a sentence she had once heard. "There is a special Providence that looks after a drunken man." Was Tom Chandler drunk? Well if he was not drunk, he was so near it that he was in no condi tion to drive a car. Her employer htfd one told fcr that ne believed that nine-tenths of the automobile accidents happened to men who had taken at least one glass of whiskey. 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Why Had She Cried? Was that the reason that Mildred had cried so persistently all the way home? Had her self-control been lessened by something she had had to drink? What was a "silver llzz" anyway? That it had alcohol In it the odor on the girl's breath proved. Yet Hilly had believed Just what Tom Chandler had said. Bhc always be- Harrisburg's Newest Bakery Opened Today • It is the very kind of a bakery Harrisburgers have wanted for a long time and it will merit your patronage IJ We are certainly happy to announce that Harrisburg's newest Bakery is now open and getting up steam to serve you in the way you have wished for a long time. €j[ This bakery of ours is going to be a real bakery in the true sense. If We are more than pleased that the people of this city demand the very finest quality bread. It gives us the opportunity we haVe been awaiting, to serve a critical patronage that knows good bread when it fets it. ' Cj We don't expect the running to be a bed of jroses from the start, so far as our pres ent plant is concerned, because we do not have all the necessary baking machinery that we must have to bake real Gunzen hauSer bread-.j tjj ft won't be very long until our plant will be so well equipped with the most mod ern facilities that we'll be able to operate our plant here in Harrisburg in the same highly efficient manner in which our Lan caster bakery is run. €J YQU see, we've been in the baking busi ness for so many years that nothing suits us but to make the very best bread that can be made. The GUNZENHAUSER Bakery Eighteenth and Mulberry Streets I lleved just what she wanted to be lieve. The oldest sister turned and I tossed on her bed in an agony of i uneasiness and solicitude. She felt j a maternal anxiety about her sister, j Mllly had been near to death; she j had done, things that might have j wrecked her reputation. She wou'd j probably go on taking risks until | she was married to some good man who would care for her. Then—Honora lay very still as she faced this thought—tho solution to the problem of Mildred's safety was not far off. It was Arthur Bruce. Yes, that was the only way out of danger—for Mllly to marry Ar thur. It was probably also the only way to his happiness. When Mllly was safely married, with r home of her own, she would | have something to steady her, some thing to mature her and bring out all that was best In her. Honora did not flatter herself that she herself was renouncing anything belonging to her. She could not give away that which had never beon hers. And she lenew now that the only part of Arthur that really belonged to her were her dreams about him. Oh, yes—und his friendship! But JANUARY 6, 1919. she had marred that by her lie to him. He had tried to reassure her on this point—but she knew that there would always be between them the memory of that falsehood. Even If ho could forgot it—and he could not—she would not be able to. It had been for Mllly that she had lied. And it was for Mllly that she must see this thing through. To lie Continued ONE KILLED, ANOTHER HURT IN ACCIDENT Steve Zuoar, whose arm was crushed and who sustained body injuries when a pipe casting, weighting 12,000 pounds, fell front its fastenings and killed Ivan Purtic, 106 Chambers street, at Steelton, still is In a serious condition. The men were operating a swinging girder and were placing blocks In position under the casting when a hook slipped, causing It to fall. SOLDIEII-ACTORS CANCEL VICTORY SPECIALTY SHOW Inasmuch as all Camp Crane. Al lentown, soldiers have been summon ed back to camp for demobilization, the "Victory Specialty Show," sched uled to.appear at the Orpheuni to night and to-morrow night, has been callod off. CJ You know mother always baked the best bread in the world. No person would have the presumption to say they could make better bread than mother used to make. Mother knows her family. Cfl But mother never could begin to make all the* bread a big city like Harrisburg needs for it's a big job, and a constant drudge, for mother to bake enough for her own family. CJ But we don't mind telling you this: We're going to make as good bread as mother used to make and mother will endorse us when she eats some of Gunzenhauser bread.