"When a Girl Marries"
By ANN LISI.E
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of a Girl Wife
BY ANNE LISLE
CHAPTER CLXII
; (Copyright 1919. King Feature Syn
dicate, Inc.)
"So Dick West is Jim's partner."
repeated Pat slowly, as if in weigh
ing his words he might weigh also
the facts in the case. "I'm 6orry —
my word, I'm sorry."
We had come to the entrance of
my apartment house, and both Pat
and I recognized that this was the
end of neutral territory for him.
He caught my hand in his and look
ed me squarely and purposefully in
the eyes.
"It's a darned rotten shame!" he
said fervently. "What you've told
me about West being Jim's partner
makes it worse—all along the line.
But I'll trust you to take care of
phoebe somehow. Good-night, Mrs.
Jimmie."
As I went in, the uneasy recogni
tion stirred me that Pat was scarce
ly any more enthusiastic over Dick
West as Jim's partner than he felt
about hint in the role of companion
for Phoebe. Well, this was pre
cisely the sort of thing Jim and I
could discuss in a straight from
the-shoulder, "man-to-man" fash
ion. in our new relationship as good
pals." 1 smiled to myself as I
thought of that. But it wasn't a
happy smile.
It was barely ten-thirty, so, of
course, I didn't expect to find Jim
at home. Nor was i pleasantly dis
appointed. The apartment was dark
and empty when I Hung open the
door. I wasn't at all tired, and felt
that the matter of Phoebe and Dick
West ought to be gone into without
further delay, so I got into my
coral-colored negligee and slippers,
took down my hair and tied it back
with a ribbon and then established
myself luxuriously on the couch with
a new book and a wonderful box of
candy which had come that very
day front "Captain and Mrs. Win
ston."
Dear Betty and Terry! I gave
myself over to thinking of their
happiness, and then the memory of
the terrible unhappiness that was
impending for tliem came to lash
me. I couldn't escape the recollec
tion of how 1 had kept the truth
about Betty's arm from Terry. And
so the hours dragged along until
midnight.
Mq book didn't interest me great
ly, but I read along mechanically
lor a while. 1 had never read my-
to sleep before, but I did it this
time; for—first thing I knew I was
dreaming that some one was kissing
me and calling me Little Sleeping
Beauty.
I slid back to consciousness—
there stood Jim by the side of the
couch. I thought he looked angry
and as if he took my staying up for
him as an interference with his
newly-established freedom, and so 1
jumped up and began to explain:
"I had something most important
to talk over with you. Jim. so 1
stayed up—like a good pal. It's
nothing to do with where you've
been or where I've been. Truly.
I've not the least curiosity about
what you've been doing. I—l didn't
stay up to spy, you know that, don't
you ?"
Jim studied me for a second with
eyes that seemed to burrow beneath
my words. I forced ntyself to look
candid and impersonal, and stood
quite still and cold, though I want
ed to cry out.
"Oh. Jimmie, Jimmy-boy, of
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• course I care where you've been and
what you've been doing—l care ter
ribly! I'm not your pal at all, but
your wife —and 1 love you!"
Then I saw Jim's jaw set and his
lips fold tight. And I remembered
that Jim loved his power over me
and his will to dominate me more
than he loved me as a free, thinking
individual separated from him by
just so much as we thought dif
| ferently about right and wrong. I
i steadied myself to meet his reply. It
| came at last in a cold, hard voice:
"Oh. yes, I understand that your
I interest in me is a thing of the past,
j Anne, and that you care more about
| your 'freedom' than anything else,
j So I hope you're fair enough—and
sensible enough not to butt in on
I mine."
"Good pals," I said, repeating the
formula drearily. "Fifty-fifty—it's
about Phoebe 1 want to consult
you."
Phoebe? Has the child asked you
to talk to me'.'"
"No. it was Pat. He came along
with Tom to the canteen to-night."
And then —as I remember that
Jim had commissioned Tom to call
for me. knowing as he did how
averse I was to Tom—l began to
feel a cool resentfulness that stead
ied me to accept the strange new
relationship with Jim which had
been hurting me so only a minute
before.
"Pat seems to be a great favorite
of yours." Jim declared in a tone I
couldn't interpret. "Did he come up
here with you?"
"Of course not."
• "Then who's the baby vamp cos
! tume for? Pardon me if 1 seem
! over-inquisitive."
| At that I wanted to laugh—or cry
I —but X didn't dare do either. So I
I leaped right into my story.
"I got comfy to wait l'or you.
j Phoebe's seen a lot at that queer
j Chinese dance hall where we went
| the night you made your big win-
I nings in Salt Water Oil, and—peo
| pie are beginning to talk."
"Who takes Phoebe there?" asked
, Jim.
I "She goes with Sheldon and Evvy
l and—Dick West."
j "She goes with my partner and
: two of my oldest friends to have
I an occasional bite of chop suey, and
j you—apostle of freedom—want to
| raise a rumpus over that?" sneered
Jim.
"But. Jim. that back-door Chinese
I dance hall! Pat said it was —hor-
I rid. and that Dick's reputation"
"Dick is my partner. Phoebe
chooses friends I approve of a long
I sight more than the crowd you're
! running with. And Pat had better
1 look to his own reputation. If your
( idea of being a pal is to hold me up
half the night gossiping about my
kid sister and my friends, all I've
got to say is you don't know much
more about this than you do
about"
"Being a wife?" I questioned bit
i terly.
"You said that; I didn't!" he ex
j claimed. Then he limped into the
i other room and left me alone.
(To Be Continued)
Davies in Paris To
Ask a Plebiscite
Paris. April 5.—A delegation of
; Danes front the region south of
! the contemplated Schleswig-Hol
! stein tentative boundary line, has ar
rived in Paois and has requested that
a plebisciate be held to determine
the status of the Danes in the dis
trict in question. The members of
the delegation claim that their argu
ments were not heard when the
boundary commission was summon
ed to consider the matter.
FIRST COKFKE DRINKERS
[From the St. Ix>uis Globe-Democrat]
Although Arabia is the land of cof
fee now. a search proves that the
first coffee drinkers were Arabs
dwelling not in Arabia, but in Persia.
It is said by the Arabian historians
that a mufti of Aden, Gental-eddin,
introduced coffee into Arabia after a
trip that he had made through Per
sia. where he saw men drink the de
coction of the brown berry for the
first time.
At first the Arabs were cautious
about its use, and rarely took it un
less they needed physic: for they look
ed on ccffee as a drug and not as a
pleasing beverage.
According to Sehehab-eddin, an
Aiatian author of the early Christian
era. the first ones to make an exten
sive use of coffee were the Arabic
priests, who, having discovered that
coftoe rendered the drinker wakeful,
used it liberally in order to be able
to remain awake through the nights
of special religious observances.
In Mecca the berry was not used
until it was introduced by the priests;
and wFen they did so introduce it
I they, too, did it only for religious
purposes. But it was not long before
I everybody was drinking it.
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LITTLE TALKS BY
BE A TRICE FAIRFAX
If you are a young and romantic
person of say, eighteen years of age,
have you ever sat down and seriously
thought about yourself in the terms of
a fly?
Here you are young, beautiful, as
flies go, full of energy and the joy
of living, buzzing around very happily
indeed ; and there, waiting to entangle
you hand and foot, forever and for
ever. is the strip of fly paper—repre
i sented by your mistakes.
How much caution are you exercising
to avoid the fly paper, that threatens
to put a stop to your joyous activities
for all time? Older people talk to
you about the waiting fly paper and
you regard them as "meddlesome old
bores."
They preach about fly paper, in
church sometimes, only they don't call
it by that name. There it is known as
temptations, the world, the flesh and the
devil, and the wages of sin. You don't
think much of these admonitions. They
seem an inrusion on your personal lib
erty. Accordingly, you remain away
from church and go to the movies.
In like manner, perhaps, such words
as duty, responsibility, integrity, jus
tice and the rest of the ethical litany
impress you as being as absurdly old
fashioned as full skirts, flat heels and
curled-ostrich plumes. Their quaint
ness will be especially apparent if you
have been reading along the lines of
the "higher freedom," which advocates
a jungle-like lack of restraint in human
conduct.
You will be especially proficient in
the language of the "higher freedom"
cult if you boast a smattering of Rus
sian literature—in translation, of
course. It will enable you to shock
your grandmother, your maiden aunt,
and the seamstress by-the-way with
your progressive views much more
quickly than if you confined yourself
to the same line in English.
There is no mistake about it, the
Russians know how to say things a
whole lot better than we Americans do,
in spite of our magazine standard ; or
the English, for that matter, in spite
of their novels and essays.
So when it comes to twitching a
phrase in regard to the "higher free
dom" you can shock Aunt Jane or
Grandma more quickly if you borrow
k'our bomb from Russian literature than
if you took it from the pages of Ber
nard Shaw, for instance. And this
shocking ot Aunt Jane and Grandma is
great sport, especially since our safe
and sane Fourth of July regulations ■
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debar firecrackers from private life.
. 'Harmless as Croquet
As long as bomb throwing is kept
a strictly verbal sport it is as harm
, less as croquet, or the wearing of those
paper hats that add so much to the
| gayety and abandon of birthday par
ties.
j But employ the bomb, not as a missile
i to terrify the elderly, but to blow up
| law. order and authority, and you are
| apt to find that it lias landed you bang
j on the fly paper—to slightly mix my
figures of speech.
Now the fly paper may be a very
happy place indeed, when the millennium
arrives, but at this stage of the world's
| history it is neither a comfortable nor
jan interesting habitat. In the first
j place, it is too conspicuous, and in the
i second, t obe bound hand and foot
j while a cool, appraising world stands
I aloof and watches your writhings, while
i abstractly speculating if you have
! enough force of character to extricate
! yourself, is not a cheerful prospect for
! a nesitive soul.
j Doubtless you were in pursuit of the
j higher freedom" when you landed on
| the fly paper, and the maxims of the
cult continue to shine as beacons of
; truth, but maxims are cold comfort
when one is bound to one's fate hand
and foot.
It e may talk as well as ever about
individual liberty, and the right to
this, that and the other—but when
the posessession of these things has
branded us as a creature apart, and
one whose "individuality" to speak
gently—evokes more pity than enthu
siasm, the blessings are open to doubt.
Have you ever, as a matter of curio
sity, followed up any of the famous af
• finity cases that from time to time flash
through the headlines of our daily press?
Mr, Jones and Mrs. Smith decide to
I fling the gauntlet in the face of so
; ciety, as they used to say in the old
j fashioned novels, quit all obligations and
I fly 'to be happy ever after." Subse-
I quently, the quarreling of Mr. Jones
and Mrs. Smith as revealed every day in
the papers, makes the honest bicker
ing or the married almost respectable
by comparison.
The affinity partnership, with its
smashing of commandment and con
vention. that the apostles of freedom
tell us will safeguard the permanence
hlii I® better than bo °* and
[bell, invariably goes on the rocks. Such
?£? LY® the violent friendships
tl.at spring up on shipboard during a
v ? y ? Be ! lhey are Hectic white they
ast, but the congenial travellers find
nation™ h OO^1 ' lor the same desti-
IiJV . Wl " es are free ■ 'here is no
limit to one s soaring, straight into the
wnf earn coura Se and ambition
will carry us. but once on the fi.v paper,
flight of nfh*' 6 ° an U ° iS '° WatcH ,he
| form of * melancho *
Advice to the Lovelorn
HY BEATRICE FAIRFAX
WHAT SHAM, THEY CAM, STEP
FATHER f
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
Please advise me in your column
as to the following:
I am a widow with four children,
r° to 1S >' ears - an< l as 1 am
about to marry again, would you
-h^? l a IPt i? ,e .u know wl, at the children
should call this man after our mar-
JiBe. bbould the baby call him
father, and what should the oldest
one call him?
Thanking you very much for the
information, I am,
A. P.
T here is no hard and fast rule in
r,-f a n d S 0 this question. The family
usually deciaes on a name and it will
depend on how well your children are
acojininted with their future step
rather, what is agreed upon. It would
be perfectly proper to call him father
if they cared to, and he is willing.
QCITE PROPER TO TAKE H.V\D
BAG
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
Is it considered improper for a
young woman out with a man to take
hei pocketbook or the hag where she
keeps money, handkerchief or powder
1 uff. and is it true that It is an In
sult to the man If she takes this
along with her when she goes out
with him?
M. B.
It is quite proper for a young wom
an to take either her pocketbook or
j handbag when she Is going out with
;a man. It is no reflection on his gen
erosity. whatever, and every sensible
girl will provide herself with a cer
tain amount of small change for an
emergency. Not long ago. a married
friend of mine became separated from
her husband at one of the ferries; she
had left her pocketbook home, and
was in reveral embarrassing predica
ments hefore an old lady came to her
rescue.
HE HAS A SHORT I.IFE MNE
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am in love with a young man ten
years my senior and we are to be
married one year from June. The
"life line" in his hand, however, is
very short, indicating that he will not
live to be much older than 40, and it
has caused us both a great deal of
concern.
ENGAGED.
My dear girl, I don't hold with that
sort of thing at all, palmistry is lota
of fun for an evening party, but ar
ranging one's life according to Its
lines, stars and islands is too mediae
val for me.
To be personal, my own life line
would Indicate death at-about twelve
years—yoii observe, I'm still here.
LIFE'S PROBLEMS
ARE DISCUSSED
Should a man who, has been hap
-1 pily married, but whose wife has
died, properly consider a second niar
! riage? What are his chances of tuc
' cess in such a marriage? Should a
promise made to the dead not to
| marry again be regarded as bind
; ing?
Those are the questions submit
i ted to me in a black-bordered let
! ter 1 have received. They arc deep
ly perturbing a man who has re
cently become a widower.
"A short time ago," he writes.
"I lost the sweetest woman that ever
was born.
j "At different times during the hap
■ py days 1 spent with her, when we
would be discussing the subject, she
would ask me to promise Iter not
i to marry again in case she died be
fore I did: and, acceding to her wish,
I often gave the promise,
"Now, after spending twelve happy
[ years with such a wife, I am in a
quandary; for in those twelve years
she demonstrated to me what a won
derful being a woman is, and also
j what a wife of that sort can mean
to a man.
| "I cannot find words that could
; possibly describe her nature and dis
losition. She was as nearly perfect
as any creature God ever made. As
a wife she had no equal.
"Before I met Iter I was a skep
tic in regard to woman. Now I sing
their praises. I adore them.
| "I feel that I must have some one
to take her vacant place, some one
that will be to me the wife she
was. I have enjoyed Heaven on earth
while she was here. Now everything
is dark.
"Should I remain in darkness, or
should I try to enter Heaven's gate
again? Kindly advise me the course
I should pursue. J. F. M."
Before commenting on this letter or
considering the problem it raises, let me
repeat that I can under no circum
stances assume the responsibility of for
warding to the writer any communica
tions it may call forth, or assiting in
any manner at promoting an acquaint
anceship with him.
For him in his great sorrow there
would be, I am sure, many expressions
of heartfelt and genuing sympathy: but
it would be impossible for me to sift
out these from others of less worthy
purpose. So I must decline to be a
purveyor of all, both the good and
the dross.
Let me try. instead, to speak for
those who might sincerely seek to ex
tend him consolation; and in so doing,
say some things that perhaps may hurt,
for there are times when it is kindness
to be cruel.
In liia loneliness and longing, ho
cries out, that he must have some one
to fill his wife's vacant place, some one
that will be to him the companion she
das. That is impossible.
His wife's place was made by tlie
1 love that existed between them, built
up out of a thousand memories of their
daily association. No one else could
possibly fill it, because no one else
would be the sharer of those memories
and experiences. Even though he should
find the very duplicate of his wife in
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appearance, in temperament, in dis
position—and in this world of individ
uals that could never he—still the ab
sence of those memories and experi
ences would stand as a bar between
them.
Is he never then to know wedded
happiness sprain? Is he never again,
as he puts it. to enter heaven's gate?
That does not necessarily follow.
But the only way he will enter is
is by the path of love, and his heave'n
will not be the same one but another
made up of entirely new experiences
and memories—of troubles and blessings
congenially shared with another woman.
And if he is wise he will not strive
to force the issue; the kingdom of
heaven is never taken by violence. He
could not possibly love another woman
now. with his mind and heart full of
yearning for the wife that is gone. That
must come when time has somewhat
softened the keen edge of his sorrow
and his longing.
For him to try at present to recon
struct his shattered paradise or to ex
pect another woman to model herself
upon the pattern he holds of his wife is
only to invite shipwreck and misery for
them both. To marry simply out of
his loneliness, or to go seeking a wife
merely to be married would be the
greatest of mistakes.
He must wait until love comes to him
naturally and spontaneously as it did
before, and until he wants to marry
the woman he has chosen solely because
| She is She. "And he must understand
that that woman will fill her own place,
not that of any other, however loved
or however tenderly mourned.
As to his question regarding the prom
ise given to his dead wife. I can only
refer him to his own conscienoe. It is
doubtful if the asking of such a prom
ise can be justified ; but whether having
been given—either in good faith, or in
a spirit of amiability—it should be re
garded as binding is a matter for every
one to settle according to his own code
of morals.
Erzberger's Dream
Of German Expansion
Berne, April s.—Mathias Erzber
ger, chairman of the German armis
tice commission and a member of
the German government, was ac
cused of being the author of a docu
ment in 1914 showing that Ger
many's peace terms, if she won,
would include large annexations and
indemnities, Herr Landnuer, a rep
resentative of the Munich soldiers'
and workmen's council, declared in
a speech at Augsburg, Russia, ac
cording to a dispatch to the Frank
fort Zeitung.
Among the peace terms mentioned
in the document, Landauer said,
were:
Annexation of Belgium, French
Normandy and several towns on the
southeastern coast of England .
Annexation of the territories on
the eastern frontier of Germany
which have since become separate
states.
Establishment of a large German
colonial empire.
Payment of a war indemnity cal
culated to cover Germany's ex
penses during the first ten months
of the war as well as the entire
German debt before the war.
PIGS XOT AI.WAYS PIGS
[From the Oregon Journal.]
While Jerry Loiic was working in
the shipyards his pigs out on the
Powell Valley road took advantage of
his absence and went on a rip-roar-
Ing drunk, according to the statement
of witnesses in District Judge Bell's
court.
A warant was out for Lollc's ar-
PIMPLES ON FACE"
FORMS
Ashamed to Go In Public.
Cuticara Healed.
"I had a face full of pimples, and
I was ashamed io go in public. The
pimples were hard and red, and they
were so itchy that often my face be
came irritated from the constant
scratching. They caused me a lot
of trouble and loss of sleep.
"Trouble lasted three years. I was
told to use Cuticura and I aent for a
free sample. I saw an improvement
so I bought more, and in a month my
face was healed." Martin F. Pan
ella, 5615 Harvard St., East Lib
erty, Pa., June 28, 1918.
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APRIL 5, 1919.
rest on a charge of illicit manufac
ture of wine. It was placed in the
hands of Deputy Sheriff George
Hurlburt for service. He went to
Lobe's place, but the man was at
work in town. He found a vat of
wine and, rather than transport it to
town, poured it into a trough that led
to the pig pen. The pigs sucked it
lup in a manner almost human. Their
subsequent behavior was entirely hu
man, as the story goes.
Presently they lay down in their
wallow, blind, stupid, and hopelessly
drunk. Mrs. Lolic viewed their silent
forms with alarm and telephoned to
Lolic that the pigs were all dead.
They were only dead drunk, for. as
witnesses stated they woke in the
middle of the night with a fearful
thirst and squealed loudly for water.
It was known it was water thy
wanted, for they stopped squealing
when bolie went out. scantily clad,
and gave them a bucket full of na
ture s uniiluted fluid.
Lolic was fined $5 for having wine
in his possession.
A SYMPTOM
"Your husbgnd tells me he has
quit betting on horses."
"Oh, dear," exclaimed young Mrs.
Torkins, "Charley's broke again!"—
Front the Washington Star.
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