" When a Girl Marries" By AKV I.ISLK A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problems of a Girl Wife a malicious smile still twist- B her mouth corners, and the key- Jangling as she swung it from IB finger, Evvy tossed the checker- Brd to Phoebe and turned to me. seem to be so fond of 'chap- that you apply your talents to inanimate things, Dor.na she said, her voice lingering caressingly on the name her Tom applied to me. "Here jB have a homeless blue robe—and keys. Really I can H that I'd better win the game Phoebe and secure your spccial- you—to wit, the chance to Bperon two Indiscreet girls to din- barbs those words— Bry one of them. And every little B>w found its mark. In several occasions I had thought Bthe keys Tom Mason had flung B> the secret compartment of the Bved chest on that horrible night Bsn I came home from the Canteen found him in possession of my Brtment. But X didn't know how Bopen the secret compartment and refuge in hoping that those might repose undisturbed until ■ happy if far day when we left ■ Mason apartment forever. Boh, not indiscreet!" I said suavely, Being my eyes to meet and hold Bry's. "Just young—you two. Why B play chccl<*rs till Jim comes in then take us along to your Brmlng French restaurant?" Bvvy llung up her hands and then Bpped them again, jangling the Bs anew as she did so. She shrug- B her shoulders and turned to Bshall we accept the excellent Bperon the Fates have thrust on B" she declaimed. "Shall we do Bt—and postpone our getting ac- Binted until another night? Or 111 we play it oft on the checker- Brd? If I win we admit Anne and B to our tiny circle. You win and iB two bachelor maids have our HMioebe's eyes began to sparkle Bh mischief and delight. The sul- Iness went out of her. ■Let's play for it. It's fun leaving Bigs to chance—and Vee won't In let me toss a penny. I like ■ting on things and matching pen- Evvy turned to me, smiling with ■dent enjoyment. Then she came and opening the hand that Big at my side, she tucked into it MRS. MAY I GOULD NOT I WORK Bade Well and Strong by iLydia E. Pinkham's Veg etable Compound. ■Columbia, Pa.—"l m very weak ■d run down and had dragging-down BTtnTTTTTfir IIIIHIIIHH P iin * n< * P a ' na IJIMWJmF jjUJH I in my back. I Uf - Jll wiu'd not get . V 7 around to do my -B / work and had to ■ often during the ■ day. I saw Lrdia I jßP£\ E. Pin kb a m's ■ißStlil Vegetable Com- H pound advertised in the papers ijp - I read the testi monlali, go I ought I would try it. Now I am althler than I ever was in my life, d. can recommend it to any woman io suffers as I did."—Mrs. ELIZA TH MAY, R. F. D. NO. 1, Columbia, The reason Lydia E. Pinkham's igetable Compound is so successful overcoming woman's ills is because contains the tonic, strengthening operties of good old fashioned roots in herbs, which act on the female ganism. Women from all parts of e country are continually testifying its strengthening, curative indu ce, and the letters which we are nstantly publishing from women in ery section of this country prove be ind question the merit of this fa ous root and herb medicine. What Are You Doing to Save Your Old Clothes Let us dry clean them. We'll make them like new—surprisingly attractive —and put another year or two of wear to them. The heaviest suit or the filmiest blouse—all the same to us. Our mod ern dry cleaning method does the work right. FINKELSTEIN 1134 Market Street 1322 N. 6th Street MONDAY EVENING, HAKRJBBURO tlfiajjflu TELfXSKAPH JANUARY 27, 1919. Readiiyj <md oil ike K&tmKi JB® Tom's key-ring, and closed my fingers over it. "For safe-keeping," she murmured in a low voice, watching through nar rowed eyes to see if X would flinch. But I only looked at the keys in differently and said: "You found these in the chest?" "Clever!" cried Evvy almost ad miringly—then she added In a con fidential whisper: "So our little Phoebe likes match ing pennies—and that foolish 'Vee' of hers won't permit it. . . . Funny how blood will tell. Isn't it, Donna Anna? This child is so like—Jim. That's why I understand her." Her words were a declaration of war between us. But this didn't trouble me in any way. What wrung my-heart was little Phoebe crouching over the 'checker-board with the in tent eagerness I'd first seen Jim show the night he was playing dice with Neal. So Phoebe was a gambler, too! But when a woman Is a gambler she's very likely to use for countres things more vital than money: And Phoebe looked so young—pouting, petulant, eager to throw oft authority, bitter against Virginia and me, wild for life, lonely for Neal, palpitating with eagerness for games of chance—that It frightened me to watch her. From Phoebe my thoughts wan dered to Evvy. Why, after the weeks of silence between us, had Evvy ccme marching back Into my life as matter-of-factly as If I'd seen her only yesterday? I couldn't make up my mind to leave them there alone while I went to wash and freshen up for the even ing—so I sat watching them push the red and black counters over the square of the checker-board. Evvy was very gay. She played as if the game were a lark to her. But Phoebe fairly crouched over the beard and seemed to become one with the game. "You've got me!" laughed Evvy in great amusement at last. "No trick to that, I'm such a mediocre player— so we shake the chaperon and go cut larking alone." "Goody! Goody!" cried Phoebe, straightening up In her chair and relaxing with a long, lazy sigh. "I played for all I was worth—l like winning and I did not want to go— larking to-night." There was no stopping them then —and ten minutes later they went trooping out together with a great air of delight in each other's so ciety. I gathered up the board and counters and carried them over to the chest. The secret compartment was closed now, and I didn't know how to open It. So I tumbled the checker game and Tom Mason's duplicate keys in ■With the blue robe. When I straightened up and glanced over at the table where the girls had been playing a sudden memory assailed me—Evvy playing with Jim, Evvy with a pile of win nings before her. Just now she had said that she wasn't a good player —she had let Phoebe have the Joy of defeating her. She had let Phoebe win her way about going out un chaperoned to dine. Evidently Miss Evelyn Mason had a place for Phoebe in her scheme of things. What was it? (To Be Continued) Packers' Report Shops 7.83 Per Cent. Earned Last Year By Associated Press Chicago, Jan. 27. Morris and Company, packers, in their financial report for the year ended November 2, 1918, just made public, show net earnings of $4,217,858 upon a capital investment of $53,864,934 or $7.83 per cent., less than 1 1-8 cents on each dollar of sales. The volume of sales shows an increase of $100,000,000 and and profit a decrease of more than $1,000,000. Thirty per cent of the firm's pro ducts were used in feeding the army and navy and Allies. Labor Unrest in Chile Spreading By Associated Press Santiago, Chile, Jan. 27. The labor unrest is spreading. The tex tile strike is affecting nearly all the mills in Chile, while the Coronei mines are paralyzed. The laborers are planning a demonstration throughout throughout the republic of February 7 in protest Igainst the high cost of living. They are de manding that food and social legis lation be expedited. • ' f . - Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1918, International News Service - By McTlanus SAM - o*. KiLLUM - I'O \I J A HUR*t CALL N ° FOR MINE. ) HERE HE COMES-NOwlll OH! PARDON ME- TT( 77~~ J LIKE TO SEE MOO • I I'LL WAIT OOTblDt r-J I'LL <0 IN-. i WHO ARE MOO? 1 FOOL AN *JOVT ( ' y f THE HEART BREAKER ! A REAL AMERICAN LOVE STORY By VIRGINIA TERHUNB VAN DE WATER As Honora Brent reached the door of the public library she heard rapid steps behind her and, turning, came face to face with Arthur Bruce. "You are some walker!" he ex claimed, taking off his hat and hold ing out his hand to her. "I saw you ahead of me a block back, and I have walked fast ever since and have only now caught you." "I thought I was a little late," Honora said, "but I see by the li brary clock that it Is just four-thirty now." She could not explain that quick walking had seemed necessary to her as an outlet for some of her inner excitement. "Let's take a trolley here and ride to the end of the line, then walk out into the country," Arthur proposed. After fifteen minutes' ride they left the trolley and walked along a coun try road winding between two wood ed banks. On either side of the road sand violets were starting into bud. Honora drew a long breath of pleasure. "There is no other time of year as satisfactory as the Spring!" she declared. "A day like this makes one glad one Is alive." ' "Yes," her companion agreed; yet on such a day all annoyances and worries seem more incongrous than usual. 1 have felt that ever since I got up this morning." She turned to him impulsively. "Could I help you about any of your annoyances?" she demanded in her straightforward way. "Or will tell ing me of them make them seem any easier? Talking things out does help sometimes, you know. If I can be of service, you must be sure I would be very glad." Willing to Help "Thank you!" gratefully. "I know that you mean that, and I am going to take advantage of your good ness. "Not that you can help me with the first thing I am going to tell you about —but I feel as if- I must talk it out to somebody. It's about busi ness." She nodded comprehendingly. "I have been afraid for some time that you were worried about your own and your father's affairs. In fact, you may remember that not very long ago you mentioned as much to me." "Yes, I did, and you are the only outsider to whom I have put my fears into words. I am worried about business, , awfully worried. So is Dad. And I am a little anxious about him, too." "Isn't he well?" she asked quickly. Arthur shook his head. "He says he is. but he Isn't. He's taking the present crisis too hard. He is not very strong, you know—has too high blood pressure, and I am sure all this strain is not good for him. Do you mind —will it bore you—if I tell you about the state of affairs?" "Of course not. I want to hear about it. But, before you tell me, let me assure you that what you say will go no further. I just mention this so that you may not have qualms afterward for fear I may speak of the matter to somebody." "I would never fear that of you, Honora," he assured her. Daily Dot Puzzle 35* *4o 3fc 34* 39 *4i -J.7,r - 32* 37 43 44 31 • jr. S . io ... ' • fS ' * ' •73 • * 1 • *3\ V? \. 5 4 | ~z 49 47 • • 48 • #4 . *6,5% , * l4 51 • •<? /-, • * •lb ./ 24 Ix *2o / . • & 46 A) / Draw from one to two and so on to the end. Then they walked more slowly as he explained that for months busi ness had been getting steadily dull er. His father was an old-fashioned conservative man, and adopted new methods slowly. Arthur knew that they were falling behind their com petitors, yet he himself had had too little business experience to know Just what steps to take to save the concern from gradual disintegration. A Growing Fear "You see, I have had no commer cial training," he complained. "That's where my mistake lies. Dad puzzles me a bit by his lack of initiative. Yet I remember that in years past he had lots of pep. I'm afraid"— his eyes darkening with anxiety— "that the change in him is due to his disease. He is almost timid about attempting anything new, yet he does worry so much about things. "I cannot go ahead without his sanction, and he lets good opportuni ties slip because he is not willing to take any chances. While he is con sidering some proposition some other concern hops, in and walks off with the opportunity that Dad was too cautious to seize. And I can see that he feels his limitations, yet does not seem to have the resolution to overcome them." Honora let the son talk on. There was nothing that she could advise except that Arthur himself learn all that he possibly could about up-to date business methods. , "And meanwhile we are losing money," he grumbled. "However, I mean to do my best. I am so deter mined to put up a good fight that I think I must win out." "Of course you will!" she predict ed. "I am certain of that." "A big incentive urges one on, too," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "But I am almost afraid to dure to hope that I can think of that Incentive. "Honora," drawing close to her and taking her arm In his grasp as they walked ever more slowly than be fore, "do you think that—under such business conditions as I have de scribed—a man would have a right to tell a girl that he loved her, even though he could not marry for a long while? Would she think it was fair if he asked her to wait?" Honora tried to speak naturally, but her throat felt dry and she could hear the blood pulsing in her ears. She could not look up. "If —if" she stammered, "if she lovyl him—she would be willing to wait." "Ah. that's it!" he exclaimed. "If she loved him. But Just for one moment suppose she could ever love him, would it be all right for him to tell her—everything?" Honora nodded. She could not speak. (To Be Continued) Life's Problems Are Discussed i The eternal "triangle" and its eternal variations and complica tions! It has been the mainstay, the unfailing standby of story writ ers of every age and clime since the stone age. In its stark elements it resolves itself into two propositions: One, two women in love with one man; the other, two men in love with one woman. One would think that the possibilities of both had been ex hausted long ago, that they had been studied and presented from every angle, and yet as a theme the "tri angle" is as fresh as in the days of Homer. And the reason for this is that it is never a theoretical situation evolved in a writer's brain. It is new every hour. It is always being written, because it is always being lived. The proposition which has been sent to me is, the two women in love with one man. The girl who has written me the story of her side of this triangle says that she is not yet twenty years old. She was living very happily in a small town, which was her home, until about a year ago, when a young man, who was Just conval escing from a long illness, came to visit friends of hers. She soon, met him and they became great friends. Finally after several weeks, the time came when ho had to return to his work. On the last day, Just before he left he told her that he loved her all his heart, but that he was engaged to another girl. He said that he would make every effort to free himself from this engagement, and that she would hear from him soon. But I will let her tell her experi ence in her own words. She writes: "I heard nothing from him, no letter came, and I tried hard to for get him. Finally I decided to go to the city and take a position, hop ing that in this way I could put him out of my mind. I had almost suc ceeded In doing so when I met him by accident one day and the old love came back; it was as strong as ever. "If he had only acted coldly to ward me perhaps I could have stop ped caring for him. But he told me again and again that he loved me, and how miserable he was, and that he had not the courage to break off with the other girl. "I have seen him several times, and each time he tells me that he loves only me. It is drawing near to his wedding day, and he is not trying to help himself in the least. Instead he gives me to understand that, although he is entering upon a loveless marriage, he is trying to bear his cross bravely lie says that it would break the other girl's heart If. he should tell her. "But as I look at It, he is only fooling her if he does not tell her, and if it would break her heart to know the truth, it will surely break mine If he allows himself to drift along this way. "Already Broken-Hearted" Like eve.ry woman in a similar case, you fail to see why your heart should not be labeled "Fragile, Handle with care!" as well as hers. But, my dear child, I assure you that the other girl is the one to be pitied; not because he is deceiving her; but because she is going to marry him and will have to spend her life with such a "lemon." Please don't think me unsym pathetic or that I fail to realize this is a real grief to you and one particularly hard to bear under the circumstances, but you will some day devoutedly thank your stars for your lucky escape. And why? Because If he is sin cere In what he says to you he Is a poor, weak, vacillating creature. His mind is flabby and his heart is mush. His sweet resignation does not ring true, and he is "bearing his cross" too bravely to inspire confi dence. ° If he were a real man, with will and purpose, and with red blood in his veins, he would have gone to the girl he had asked to marry him and have frankly told her the facts, leaving the matter entirely in her hands and permitting her to break the engagement at any time and un der any circumstances she might choose. It is hardly to be supposed she would want to marry a man who had told her he loved another woman. But your resigned friend did nothing of the kind, and the only conclusion to be drawn from his ac tions, as you describe them, is that he does not want his engagement broken and never has had any in tention of bringing about such a re sult. He probably iinds you a very attractive girl and cannot resist the temptation to make love to you, but that is as far as he means the affair to go. If you saw a man drowning and WEAKNESS REMAINS LONG AFTER Influenza Reports Show That Strength, Energy and Ambition Re turn Very Slowly to Grippe Patients. After an attack of influenza, doc tors advise that nature be assisted in its building-up process by the use of a good tonic one that will not only put strength and endur ance into the body, but will also help to build up and strengthen the run-down cells of the brain. One of the most highly recom mended remedies to put energy in to both body and brain is Bio-feren your physician knows the form ula it is printed below. There'" iron in Bio-feren the kind of iron that mukes red blood corpuscles and createst vigor. There is lecithin also ;probahly the best brain invlgorator known to science. Then there is goo dold reliable gen •tlan, that brings back your lagging appetite. There are other ingredients that help to promote good health, as you can see by reading this form ula, not forgetting kolo, that great agent that puts the power of en durance into weak people. Taken altogether Bio-feren is a splendid active tonic that will greatly help any weak, run-down person to regain normal strength, energy, ambition and endurance. Bio-feren Is sol dby all reliable druggists and Is Inexpensive. For weakness after influenza patients are advised to take two tablets time seven a day, until health, strength and vigor are fulyl re stored. It wil lnot fall to help you and If tor any reason you are dissatis fied with results your druggist is authorized to return your money upon request—without any red tape of any kind. Note to physicians: There is no secret about the formula of Bio feren, It is printed on every puck age. Here it is: Lecithin; Calcium Glycero-phosphate; Iron Peptonate, Manganese Peptonate; Ext. Nux. Vomica; Powdered Gentian; Phe nolphthalein; Olearsin Capsicum, Kolo. he begged you to save him, and you threw him a life-line and he made no attempt to grasp it, although he still kept up his lamentations, wouldn't you take It for granted i 7fßJ Store Opens at 8.30 and Closes at SP. More Lots Brought Forward! in Sale of Sides & Sides Stock 1 Those Who Failed to attend This Sale Last Week Will Have I the Opportunity to Buy What They Need, Tomorrow, Tuesday s I Prices Slashed Regardless of Value! I I Sides & Sides Stock Fine Kid Gloves | ty MEN'S SILK GLOVES—Gray MEN'S ALTO GAUNTLET lIJ nil lor: "J 1 , S lf lcs & J?i!} cs Sides & Sides MlTTS —sides & sides prices, Sji | prices, $ .50 Kauf- <7|- *3.50 and $4.50. HA 111 gj n,ans S" l ® I rice White ICld Gloves Kaufman's Sale Price w6.UU IJM II For Full Dress H hi * 1 1? ? 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You are a clear-headed girl, and I am sure that Fate has something much better In store for you than a life-long companionship with this singularly evasive drifter. Use McNeil's Cold Tablets. Adv. 5
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