"When a Girl Marries"
By ANN LISLE
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of a Girl Wife
By Ann Disle.
CHAPTER CXCIV.
"When I got back to the Waldorf.
I found Jim waiting for me in a |
mood of the utmost nervousness and
irritability. t
"Anne. I've a telegram here for
you—but I've more than a half mind
not to let you see it," he began.
"From Neal?" 3 interrupted
cergtlV,
•'Neal? Now why under the can
opy would he be telegraphing you.
No, it's from Terry. He wants you j
to come down there. But -we re en
tertaining the Cosbys to-morrow,
night and I can't have you traipsing,
off now," snarled Jim. I
"Whv does Terry want me. ij
asked, though I was afraid I knew
the answer.
Jim took his hand out of the
pocket where it had evidently been
clenched over Terry's telegram. He
took the yellow paper between the
lingers of both hands and began
jerking at it to restore it to shape.
After a minute he gave me the
crumpled looking sheet, and press
ing it down on the table, I read:
"Betty's arm comes out of cast
to-morrow. Doctor has told me. J
Come at once. Know you won t [
fail us. Terrance Winston." j
"The first morning train's about
11, isn't it?" I asked.
"There's a new train on at 10. I
looked," explained Jim, "and then
to save you the bother, I telegraphed
for you."
"There isn't a train to-night? I
questioned.
"To-night?" asked Jim. refusing j
to meet mv eye. "W liy, you aren t
going 'till Friday, Anne. You can't.
I said so in my message."
"I can't go—to Betty when she
needs me?" I gasped.
"Oh, come now —be reasonable,
Anne. That cast can come off Bet
tv's arm without your being there to|
make a hullabaloo over it. She's got
Terry and a doctor or two and a lew
nurses to do all the cheering. You're
giving a party Thursday night—to
my biggest clients." j
"But you don't understand. Ive !
got to go." j
"Sure I understand. You always
think you've got to do pretty much
anything but what 1 want you to. >
Now vou listen to me, Anne. I'M
running this. Y'ou can chase down]
there Friday, if you want to be at
every one's beck and call. And that s
a whole lot more than most hus
bands would stand for."
"Jim, you don't understand." I j
gasped. "It's—it's serious. There]
won't be any cheering when Betty's j
arm comes out of the cast. She
isn't going to be able to use it."
"She isn't going to be able —Betty
—lame? Crippled?" asked Jim un
der his breath, almost of himself.
"Does she know?"
His eyes challenged mine for a
moment and then dropped away to
fix themselves appraisingly on his
stiff ankle —the , ankle that always
dragged a bit when he walked.
"No," I whispered briefly.
My moment had come and I
knew it.
"How could Terry keep It from
her!" mused Jim.
"He didn't know," I confessed.
"He didn't know? She didn't]
know. What's all this mystery?
Sounds as if you know all right."
"I do. Miss Moss made the doctor
tell me.
"Why didn't that fool doctor tell
Terry?" demanded Jim.
"He wanted to. but I stopped him.
I said—l remember my exact words
• —that I'd tell whomever had a right
to know. And the doctor said he'd
count on me. And I decided that
Terry had a right not to knov- "
"How did you come to decide to
play—Fate?"
Jim's voice was cold—colorless—
accusing almost.
"They'd had such a good time
winning through the happiness. You
said they were ghost-hunting, re
membering Atherton Bryce. Well,
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I that very morning Miss Moss told
me she'd been his nurse, and he
wasn't good enough to tie Betty's
shoe-strings. .They thought then
Betty was going to be all right. It
wasn't 'till after Terry had per
suaded Betty to marry him next day
that I heard about the unexpected
complication and her ha\'ing only
one chance in a hundred."
"And did you think Terry wouldn't
marry her—if he knew?"
"I knew he would just the sam,e,
Jim. But he'd be pitying her then
instead of just loving her. And I
thought she'd feel the difference."
Jim went on with his pitiless
questioning:
"And suppose when the day came
and they found out—suppose then
they resented what you'd done,
didn't forgive you. Suppose they
judged you without waiting for you
to explain how you dared make
their decisions?"
"I had to risk that. .Tim." T cried.
"Don't torture me with any more
ouestions. I can't tell you how I love
Betty and want her friendship.
But I thought if I had to pay that
to make her hnnpy, T'd bear it. And
I thought maybe you'd stand by,
maybe you'd make them ree that
I meant to do the right thing."
(To Bo Continued.)
Advice to the Lovelorn
Which Would He Have Chosen?
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am twenty and engaged to a
young man. I love him, but his fam
ily do not seem to approve of his
marrying me because we differ in
religion, and there is another girl
whom he has known for ten years,
and he has told his mother he used
to love her. Whenever I speak to
him about this, it seems to me he be
comes downhearted and likes to drop
the subject. Now this girl does not
live near New York. Do you think,
if she had lived in New York, he
would have become engaged to her
instead of me? Is it because he
sees me more than he does her that
he became engaged to me?
A READER.
I don't believe anyone could an
swer your question satisfactorily—
whether, all things being equal, the
young man would have married the
girl in his home town or you. Pro
pinquity is certainly a valuable ally,
and you have that on your side, and
the young man asked you to marry
him instead of the other girl.
Why not accept the facts as they
stand, make the best of them, and
not torment yourself with morbid
questioning?
As far as difference of religion
is concerned, that must be settled
by one's own conscience. Feuds
over one's belief in God have al
ways seemed to me a misinterpreta-!
tion of His doctrine of divine love. :
A Difference in Ages
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am twenty-nine and have been
going about with a man twenty-one
for eight months. Recently he asked
me to marry him. Our friends say
there is too much difference in our
ages. Please help me to decide this
matter, as I know 1 shall never care
for another person in the same way.
R. DE B.
This question has been discussed
so many times in this column that
jit seems almost superfluous to re
' vive it. Contrary to the prospec
tive opinion of one's family and
friends, marriages where the wife
i is several years older than the hus
band are among the happiest -on
record. Of course, congeniality of
tastes and interests plays a large
part in the happiness of such unions
and you will he safe in marrying the
young man if you have more in
common than just being in love—
if you both care a great deal for
music, for instance, or if you are
interested in welfare work or your
church, or something of that sort.
Candidly, I do not think the differ
ence In your ages is great enough to
constitute a barrier.
\ i uoni uene\e anyone couiu an
swer your question satisfactorily—•
! whether, all things being equal, the
j young man would have married the
! girl in his home town or you. Pro
| pinquity is certainly a valuable ally,
.' and you have that on your side, and
the young man asked you to marry
j him instead of the other girl,
j Why not accept the facts as they
, stand, make the best of them, and
| not torment yourself with morbid
! questioning?
As far as difference of religion
is concerned, that must be settled
by one's own conscience. Feuds
over one's belief in God have al-
I ways seemed to me a misinterpreta
tion of His doctrine of divine love.
A Difference in Ages
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am twenty-nine and have been
going about with a man twenty-one
for eight months. Recently he asked
me to marry him. Our friends say
i there is too much difference in our
| ages. Please help me to decide this
| matter, as I know I shall never care
I for another person in the same way.
R. DE L.
; I This question has been discussed
;so many times in this column that
iit seems almost superfluous to re
'' vlve it. Contrary to the prospec-
J tive opinion of one's family and
| friends, marriages where the wife
i is several years older than the hus
band are among the happiest -on
' record. Of course, congeniality of
; tastes and interests plays a large
part in the happiness of such unions
• and you will he safe in marrying the
young man if you have more in
1 common than just being in love—
if you both care a great deal for
• music, for instance, or if you are
interested in welfare work or your
! church, or something of that sort,
i Candidly, I do not think the differ
ence in your ages is great enough to
, constitute a barrier.
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THE LOVE GAMBLER
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
CHAPTER 111 j
For an instant David Do Laine!
held his breath. What a fool he j
had been not to forsee this question!
"Your name?" Mr. Leigh ton re
peated.
David started, as if aroused from
a train of thought.
"I beg your pardon!" he ex-j
claimed. "I was thinking of some- |
thing else. My name —my name is j
David."
He paused. Suddenly he remem
bered his middle name, which he
had suppressed for years because
he disliked it and because it had
seemed to him so ordinary. He was !
thankful for it now and spoke it
without a quiver.
"David Smith," he said.
"Smith," Mr. Leighton echoed
with a gleam of amazement. "N'ot
hard to remember, is it? I shall, ot
coursd, call you by your last name.
As to pay—suppose we start with j
thirty-five a week?"
"Very well, sir," David agreed.
"And now the address of the man |
to whom I am to write about you, j
Mr. Leighton I
With a set face, David gave Mr. ;
Carey's address. There seemed to
be no way of escaping it. J
Ilis mind worked fast as he j
walked from the building in which
were Mr. Leighton's office. He was
engaged as chauffeur by the father
of the girl his aunt had wanted him
to marry! At least he supposed this
was her father. His aunt told him
that her favorite was the only child
of a wealthy widower. From what
Mr. Leighton had let drop. Miss De
laine's description and his remarks
tallied. If so, this was some adven
tUA bright idea came into his mind,
and he went into a stationer's shop
and bought a pad of paper and some
envelopes. Then, as the day was
not cold—in spite of lowering
clouds —he sat down upon a bencn
in City Hall Park and wrote at
length "to his friend.
He explained why he must get a
job. He felt safe in doing this, as
Mr. Carev was too poor to think
that David was hinting for a loan,
or a gift. David knew also that
Mr. Carey approved of one's making
his own way in spite of all ob
stacles. eut he was not quite sure
what the elderly man would think
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of using an assumed name. So he
tried to explain his reasons clearly
David Explains
"My aunt left me her money on
condition that I marry a certain
lady whom I have never met, but
who lives in this city," he wrote.
"Of course nobody but a cad would
consider such a proposition. I
fancy that my aunt has mentioned
me to this young lady, and I do not
want to run the risk of her discov
ering my identity should I happen
to be employed by one of her ac
quaintances. That does not seem
probable, yet stranger things have
happened. Moreover, my aunt's
family name must not be used by a
common chauffeur—which is what
I shall be. If I am foolishly par
ticular, forgive me and grant my
request because of your unfailing
friendship for my father's son.
"My would-be employer is writing
you to ask if you can recommend
one David' Smith. That's me. A
chauffeur may say "me" instead of
"I." may he not? Anyway, as you
know, my middle name is Smith—so
I am not lying. If you can consci
entiously recommend David Smith,
pray do so."
The clouds had been getting
thicker, and one heavy rain-drop
fell on the sheet of paper as David
signed his name.
"Perhaps toe dear, old chap will
think that this is a salt tear," he
mused ruefully. "Well, here goes—
anyway!"
Enclosing the letter in the envel
ope, he addressed this, then hurried
to the post office where he affixed a
special delivery stamp to the epistle
before mailing It.
"I bet that beats S. G. Leighton's
query by some hours," he reflected.
Then, as it was beginning to rain
briskly, and as he had on his only
suit of civilian clothes, David turned
up the collar of his coat and ran
to the nearest subway station.
A Good Dinner
He reached his room after only a
slight sprinkling, for the house in
which he had his hall bedroom was
not far from the subway.
Once here, he realized that he
was hungry; that he had had noth
ing to eat since breakfast, and that
it was now three o'clock. However,
he would wait until late in the
afternoon before sallying forth
again. Perhaps it would stop rain
ing by then.
But at six o'clock it was still
raining, so, changing from his civil
ian clothes to his old uniform, the
young man walked out to seek his
dinner.
At the rotisserie near the corner
he got a hot meal—a better one
than ho would have taken had he
not been pretty sure of securing
the position as Samuel G. Leigh
ton's chauffeur.
Dinner ended, and the inner man
satisfied, David De Laine was seized
by a sudden impulse. He would
take a trip to the house of his pros
pective employer, have a good look
at It and see what It was like.
The house he sought was not far
from Central Park, and David ap
proached It curiously.
It certainly gave every evidence
of being the home of a wealthy
man. Aunt Jeanne had spoke sev
eral times of the wealth of Desiree
Leigliton's father.
Strolling slowly by the big house
David gazed at the windows. Sud
denly he uttered a low exclamation
and stopped in his walk.
Against the lighted interior of
what he supposed was the drawing
room he saw the outline of a girl
ish form. Only for an instant did
'it linger, while the hand was lifted
to draw down the shade that a
careless servant had forgotten to
lower.
The lace curtains marred the sil
houette. and Davy passed on. Could
that be Desiree Leighton, he won
dered. Then, calling himself a fool,
he retraced his steps to his hall
room.
To Be Continued.
Banks Distributing
Canning Books Now
Washington, May 13.—Announce
ment that the war has made the
banks of the country headquarters
lor information on "how to produce
food f. o. b. the kitchen and what
to do with it after you have pro
duced it," is made by the National
War Garden Commission. Litera
ture on gardens and canning has
teen placed at financial institutions
by tho cimmission for the public
benefit.
"One would scarcely think three
vears ago of geting a canning book
form a trust company," says the
commission, "but now the compa
nies have thousands of them for dis
tribution on request. Tho books
have been delivered by the War
Garden Commission to tho hanks
which see in the victory gardener
a good citizen and a good customer."
Manufacturing concerns, railroads,
business houses and, other industrial
enterprises are co-operating in the
victory garden drive of the War
Garden Commission.
A SYMPATHETIC MAW
"Don't you sympathize with the
people who complain of high prices?"
"I do," answered the food profiteer.
"It shall never be said that I was
lacking In sympathy. I sympathize
with them a great deal, and If I had
my way I'd fix things so that I could
sympathize with them twica as
much." Boston Transcript.
LIFE'S PROBLEMS
ARE DISCUSSED
Why is a friend? .
That is a question 1 have been pon-1
dering over quite a bit in the last
week, because, to borrow a phrase from
the stock market, there seems to be a
decided bull movement in friendship
just at present.
Is it the Spring, I wonder—that name
less longing, those wayward uncertain
yearnings which come with the year s
awakening—that is responsible? In the I
emotional unrest which seems charac-1
teristic of the season, especially in |
youth, does one instinctively turn toward
the quieter and less tempestuous haven
as a refuge?
However that may be, I only know
that for the past fortnight my corre
spondence has centered practically
about that one question—the need and
desire for a true friend.
And, by the way, there is a peculiar
have never yet seen any adequate ex
psychological phenomenon for which I
planation. Receiving letters as I do
from all parts of the country and from
all sorts of people, why is it that over
any given period of time the bulk of,
them should all be in similar tone and
concerned with the same subject?
It is said that in mail order houses
and in other places where the daily
grist of letters is heavy, the same pe
culiarity has been observed. One week
the post will bring nothing but a suc
cession of "kicks," while the next week
will be signalized by an equally un
broken string of compliments; or, for
one seven days the correspondence will
touch exclusively on one phase of the
Arm's activities, and for the next seven
days upon another and entirely differ
ent one.
And I will bear testimony that in my
own case the majority of the letters
which come to me during any certain
period follow a single trend or are of
i identical character. So in one week
I will have only the problems of the
lovelorn ; in another, those of the mar
-1 ried; in another, those relating to par
[ cnthood, or to business, or to the fam-
I ily; and so on until the whole gamut
of social relations is covered.
! To say as a reason for this singu
larity, that such or such a subject is
! in the air, is simply to beg the question.
! There must be some law to govern and
i account for the circumstance ; but what
! it is or how it acts is. I confess, be-
I yond me.
I However, to return to the point with
I which I started. I have been struck by
I the fact that for the past week or so,
the prevailing demand in all my letters
has been for friendship. In almost
every one I open I run across this ques
tion: How can I make friends?
The answer is of course, as with
everything else: Go where friends are
made. . ,
You can't expect to turn out watches
in a plough factory, or to bore for oil
on Broadway, or raise artichokes in the
desert.
Friendship is a plant horn of pro
pinquity or attraction between people
who have a common aim or common
interests.
You can't go out and, hailing the first
passerby as he goes hurrying about his
business, expect to make him your
friend. You must show him where the
association you offer will be to his own
advantage and benefit. Nothing for
nothing is an invariable ruin through
out the universe. For whatever you
get you must pay in some form of coin
or another.
And just as a man with all his lofty
spiritual and intellectual possibilities
comes from the dust of the earth, so
friendship, which on occasion has shown
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itself capable of the most exalted de
votion and self-sacrifice, infallibly traces
its inception to self-interest.
We become friendly with others be
cause we expect to gain something from
them, either in advancement or enjoy
ment. or help of some kind; and unless
those others see something in it for
themselves they require or are indif
ferent to our advances. There must
always be a quid pro quo. You must
give in order to get.
So friendships are formed in schools
and colleges, on the athletic field, be
tween people in offices and factories
and stores, on railroad trips and ocean
voyages, in clubs and lodges and guilds
and societies and neighborhoods
wherever persons are thrown together
and may gain something from each
other toward a common aim or object
or interest—and often these friendships
surviving the exigencies of the moment
become of the truest and most enduring
character.
•A wide complaint I have found among
many of my correspondents is that they
have no field of the sort, no place
wltere they may meet and become ac
quainted with congenial associates. In
view of this phase of the question, it
will be interesting to note the develop
ment of the project now afoot to turn
the saloon —the so-called "poor man's
c l u b"—into community centers, real
clubs for both men and women.
But, no matter what the opportuni
i ties, one thing is certain: you cannot sit
back and expect friends to come to you.
Y'ou must give of your heart and soul
and self. By a paradox friendship horn
of self-interest reaches its true estate
only when self-interest is forgotten.
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number of friends gathered at her
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