"When a Girl Marries"
By ANN USLK
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problems of a Girl Wife
CHAPTER CCXVI
"You're nervous as a cat, little
lady," said Lane Cosby, waiving a
large forefinger at me waggisniy.
"Shouldn't take flyers In stock when
hubby is away. But if you must n
vest, do it with him instead of run
rung out to some broker you don
l 'T was on the point of protesting
this interpretation of Terry s
story., wnlch 1 had touched on light
ly in order not to betray wh ®
actors were. But Bane. Cosby talked
me down. I could see that he lid
the Stubbornness of all big slow-mov
ing creatures, and that once he ha.
formed an opinion, he wasn t inclined
to change it. .
"Not another word. Here comes \ al.
1 know her ring. I'll keep your se
cret from her, never feai. IKnow
now girls are about tel in* each oth
of your investments. ou Just
stay to dinner with us and well
cheer you up. Yes, you re go S
stay. Sh! Not another word. 1 m
running this party.' ~f tfr
He was running it. too. * ■ aft
he had hugged his languid Va and
had kissed the check she held up to
him. he announced to her that I was
being nice and neighborly and had
run in to have dinner with them
since my lord and master vas ..way.
"Jim gets back to-night, decant
he?" said Val with some show o„ in
terest. "We might go to the theater
and leave word for him to join u.
After I suggeted that Jim Would
h e mucn too tired to go out Val
favored me with a slow smile, and
made no further show of animation,
even when I protested I cotil.lri 1
to dinner. 1 stayed though—Bane
Cosby saw to that and in binding
my will to his, he gave me a o limpse
„f his slow tenacity.
X carried the memory of his stub
bornness with me to my apartment
when 1 went back to await Jims
coming. Tnere was something al
most relentless in it. It seemed to
account for Val's marrying a man a
quarter of century her senior. ben
at last Jim arrived there had been
plenty of time to thresh out the
problems of the world. Yet 1 hadn t
been able to think of a thing except
the Cosby, and Dick West. Jin.
looked tired and gaunt. The mux.flea
at the corners of his lips and across
his jaws kept twitching. I knew he
wanted to tumble right
X had to tell him of my woir.,
Terry's investment. he
"Nonsense, nonsense, Anne. he
cried irritably. "Of course V.est
didn't sell him out. H he at
34 and the stock declined to -9. a
five-point margin was _ wiped u_.
But West look care of that, I know..
"But did he take care of
I persisted. "I looked it up in Bane
Cosby's financial paper, and tne
didn't get to 34 till one o clock, bo
stock opened at 31
if Dick West charged Terry 34. ne
just put the $3OO difference in his
pocket. I wouldn't put it past him
Jo do such a thing. I've never liked
hi "No you never have" Jim retorted.
"And of course the people you uonf
like are contemptible rotters capable
of any evil. Your judgment is in
fallible and final. 1 suppose on the
strength of your woman s tuition 1
ought to call up West and cancel our
partnerhip this very nignt. \> i
like me to wake him out of a sound
sleep to tell him my wit a thUms
he's stolen three hundred dollais.
wouldn't you?" T
•I'd like yau to protect Terry. I
cried "There's something fishy about
all tnls. And if you want Betty to
Bt! "Xf U x*" want?" Interrupted Jim furi
ously. "Now listen to me Anne. You
act as if you thought West and I
were hauling down three hundred
dollars on old Terry and dividing the
spoils. I'd like to call your attention
to the fact that we business men are
not thieves. But if ever I did take
, ts. Now if you'll kindly perm it ine
to making a dishonest living. by
heck. I'd rob a bank—not pick , eli
te run my own affairs, I'd like to
turn in and get a night's rest.
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• Having thus politely told me to
e mind my own business, Jim seemed
i to dismiss tno subject. Nor was it
touched upon in spite of all my ef
a forts to revive it next morning un
- til at noon when Jim 'phoned to ask
- me to meet him for tuneh.
1 1 This was an event. I made my
r l self fine in the black paulette dress
* and the blue poppy turban. But I
s might as well have gono in a flour
bag and stove lid as far as Jim was
a concerned. He had sent for ine to
' hear the justification of Dick West
and that was all tnat interested him.
" "Now listen, Anne," said Jim when
he had given our order and had set
tled . back with the inevitable cig
arette between his Angers. "West
gave the order to buy at 31, and a
clerk mistook his written figures for
' 34. Biko the good fellow lie Is West
" has made up the tnree hundred out
i of his own pocket—so Terry's down
as having bought in at 31. What do
you think of that?"
'I don't know," I said slowly and
not half convinced. I don't know."
"Well, here's something else for
you to chew on. Terry wasn't sold
out at 29, for West insists on buying
back the stock. He got It at this
morning's opening 32, and as Terry is
listed at 31, West is also out the $lOO
for the extra point on this new buy.
Now are you satisfied?"
'I ought to be, I suppose," I re
plied. Then seeing Jim's storm cloud
1 face, I waded hastily out of shoal wa
-1 ter to solid ground. "Now you'll see
I to it that Terry gets his profit and
Betty gets her trip—won't you?"
"You bet I will!" grinned Jim. Sud
, denly he leaned over, squeezed my
; hand. "By heck! That's wnat v/as
L eating you all the time —the fear that
Betty'd be done out of her trip. Yet,
. I can remember when you wefe su
l picious of Betty. I'll wager you'll
, like West, too, someday. Book how
. square he was in this deal—paying up
, for a clerk's mistake without a whim
, per. I want you to like West, Anno."
, "I'll try," I answered under the
, compulsion of Jim's eyes. But I won
> dcred if I ever would succeed.
(To Be Continued.)
|i Little Talks by
' Beatrice Fairfax
- The other day a woman went to
; an eminent consulting physician to
1 get a diagnosis of her case that had
; been puzzling her family doctor and
, a couple of specialists for the past 1
year or two.
They had talked of malignant
trouble and discussed a possible op
eration. The patient was in the
prime of life, had everything to live
for, money, a beautiful home, a
couple of children and many other
causes for thankfulness. Neverthe
less she had steadily faded before
their eyes; she was thin, did not
sleep, her appetite was poor and
she could not stand the sound of a
closing door.
Her husband, in despair, sug
gested the eminent diagnostician and
it was agreed that he should look
1 the iady over and discover the cause
1 of her impending death by inches.
' Now the great doctor was a wonder
-1 ful man and the best of his gifts
, was common sense, the next a sense |
of humor and the third a conscience.
; lie tapped the lady with various
little hammers to get reactions, he
took her blood pressure, he analyz
ed a sample of her blood and he
listened to her heart and lungs with
a curious hose-like arrangement and
all the time he looked as grave as
possible as he gave the results of
his Investigations to the nurse in
attendance, who jotted them down.
His Prescription
Ar.d the poor lady looked dis
tressed as she waited to get her j
death sentence. And finally after
the long examination was over, he |
wrote a prescription and handed it j
to her. Her husband, who knew
enough to read prescriptions,
looked at it to try and fathom the
remedies intended to combat the
mysterious disease. But the pre
scription was not in Latin, it was in
English and as follows:
"Have an object in Jife. Have at
least two interests outside your
home. Go to the theater at least J
once a week. Do not discuss your
case —you haven't any case."
At first the devoted pair were in
clined to he indignant, then they
realized that instead of being given
•s ! x weeks or a year of life, as they
had expected, she had a fair chance
for the Psalmist's "three score and
ten." So they nobly forgave the
doctor for not prescribing medicine,
and set to work to carry out hiS|
prescription. And at last accounts
the lady was doing magnificently.
That's all to that story, but it
shows how times and doctors and
women have changed. Not long ago|
the greatest compliment you could j
pay a woman was to say that she I
was a "home body," which meant!
that her life was bounded by the |
four walls of her home and all her!
interests centered therein.
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And sometimes she was sufficient-I
ly strong-souled and stout-hearted j
to bring up a creditable family of I
children, survive the narrow ingrow-i
ing life and die: "in the ful triumph;
,of a Christian faith," as a good 1
i many of the old tombstones had it. j
But very often she did not survive,
normally; the continual round of:
I cooking, washing, ironing, sew ing,!
I sweeping, dusting, etc., was too
much. It made her queer, and j
sometimes they had to tike her out
of the rocking chair where she had !
worn grooves in the floor, after her I
day's work was done, rocking and 1
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brooding over her life, and take her
to an insane asylum.
As we motor past the outwardly
peaceful farmhouses of the. rural
community, how seldom \ye realize
the horrors that have been embalm
ed beneath those picturesque leaves.
What slow consuming tragedies nave
had their beginnings, in brooding
minds that, never came in contact
with outside influences. For noth
ing takes the heart out of a man or
woman like living in a rut. It is
not the degredation of jail that
breaks a man's spirit as often as the
consuming monotony.
j The best minds become dull if
[ withdrawn from contact with other
I minds; they demand constant men
! tal friction to retain any degree of
i luster. And not only do they lose
their luster, but also their poise and
sense of values and begin to develop
queer streaks.
And so it was with the poor little
•■Homebody" of the past generation.
She was faithful even unto death,
but she never really learned to ad
minster the affairs to which Provi
j dence had called her. She did not
I really know how to save her babies'
| lives, to judge by the number of
! little graves we see beside hers in
! old cemeteries. She often bore ten
j or a dozen children, but it was sel
' dom that more than half survived.
She knew little about feeding them,
! or the value of fresh air and I am
; afraid a great many of them were
j sewed into their clothes during the
winter.
' A Concealed Snare of Satan
1 And if anyone had suggested in
those days the benefits of a Moth
ers' Conference or a food exhibit,
or a domestic science class, none
would have resented these sugges
tions more than the "Homebody"
who would have been- in them a re
flection on her own housekeeping
and a snare of Satan to boot.
The "Homebody" did not live
long, to again consult our source
of information, the old churchyard.
: One is apt to find something like
this: "Sacred to the memory of
'Mehitable, first wife of Abel Smith.'
, And six inches away: "Sacred to the
memory of Jerusha, second wife of
Abel Smith," and still a little fur
ther along: "Sacred to the memory
of Charity, third wife of Abel
: Smith." And Charity usually com
pleted the chain.
The "Homebody" was not pro
gressive, and, there is no use deny
j ing it, she was shamelessly exploited
by Abel and his tribe. Her grand
daughter, who manages to preserve
something of girlishness even at
fifty, is a great improvement over
the "Homebody."
First of all, she is good to look
at, and intelligent enough to realize
that it is useless martyrdom to bear
ten children and rear only five. So
she goes into the question of pure
milk, balanced rations, air and ex
ercise, and her children live as a
rule.
Infant mortality has decreased
tremendously with the growth of
| woman suffrage and the resultant
| better laws. For instance, in New
Zealand, where women are on the
exact political equality with men,
the infant death rate is only 50 per
thousand, while in Germany, in the
very zenith of her power, 1912, it
was 140 per thousand. In the land
of the three "K.'s"—much as chil
dren were needed for soldiers and to
produce them—they failed to sur-
I vive because women had 'no voice
in the laws that governed their
closest concerns—milk, food, achools,
factories, etc.
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THE LOVE GAMBLER
By Virginia Tcrhune Van de Water
CHAPTER XIV.
I Havid Smith Delaine, •hauffcur, was
awaiting in front of the Fifth avenue
florist's for the daughter of his em
ployer. She and Mrs. Duffield had
gone into the shop to give an order.
It was late October, and the day
was as mild as Summer. The aver.ue
was crowded with automobiles: the
sidewalks were thronged with pedes
trians. Among these was a plenti
sprinkling of men in khaki and blue.
Standing at the side of his ear,
David felt a frequent impulse to bring
his hand up to salute as an < ffieer
strode past him with a glance in his
direction. It was not easy to remem
ber that he was now a civilian and
no longer in the service of his coun
try. Nor was it an agreeable reflec
tion.
He had supposed that when he laid
aside his uniform he would become
an object of no interest lo the casual
observer—in other words, that his
exterior would be so commonplace as
to attract no attention.
Bpt in this fancy he had reckoned
without two factors. One of these
was his own striking personality.
A tall man, broad-shoulde'red and
with clean-cut features is not such
a common sight as to be passed un
noticed. Moreover, DsLaine had '.ho
subtle quality known as "style"—a
quality enhanced by his well-fitting
and handsome livery. The other
factor that drew attention to him
was that at tnis period most well
built, able men between twenty and
thirty were in the service.
A healthy, unmarried rnan in mufti
was not to be envied. All too often
the audible remark would be made,
"How docs it happen that chap is not
in uniform?"
Plenty to Think About
All tjiese things David mused upon
wh.'ie he waited in tne warm Indian
Summer sunshine. So absorbed was
he in his rather gloomy reflections
that Walter Jefferson and a man
with whom he was walking had el
most reached film before David was
aware of their presence. Then it
was 100 late for nlm to turn away.
Jefferson paused to make some re
mark to his companion before, ad
dressing De Lai lie had what lie con
sidered an inspii ation. If he cnubl
avoid betraying by his speech that
he was from the South, ho might
keep Jefferson's t eln of tn M,;ht
fa. in running to the place who-o
the men had li-st met—Baltimore.
Davie was rather vain of his a j iity
to talk like an I: ishman. Ho had
spur tn with a brogue often to
amuse people. Now he must do so
In self-protection.
"Ah—good afternoon" Jefferson
said as his friend left him and went
on his way"downtown— "you are Mr.
Leighton's chauffeur, I believe."
David touched his hat politely.
"I am, Sir"
He rolled his final "r' in true Irish
fashion. Jefferson looked at him
keenly.
"Do you know—l may be mistaken
—but I think we have 'un across
each other befoj-e? That is why I
stopped now to speak to you."
"Sure, sire, an' ve have. It wis over
by Carnegie . Hall some evenin's
past."
The brogue an.l intonations were
excellent. The second syllable of the
name "Carnegie" was emphasized
strongly.
.."I mean," Jefferson began, "that II
thought 1 had seen you before then.
I did not know that you were Irish."
Hut He Didn't Retort
"An' who told you I was Irish,
sir?" David grinned innocently.
Jefferson laughed, but not quit.e
j naturally. "Weil, your speech would I
; lead one to fancy so, my man," lie re- |
j plied good-naturedly. "But 011 tne
| night to which you refer you wore
. an army overcoat."
"I did that, sir, I had not my liver.v
thin."
"But how did it happen that you
wore an army coat?"
"Sure," with another grin, "I got
It off'n a foine glntleman sir."
Jefferson raised his brows skepti
cally. "A, strange thing for a fine |
gentleman to give away," he re
marked.
David longed to retort, "If you can
find a finer gentleman than Uncle I
Sam, show him to me!" But he ap- I
predated that this was no time to j
yield to a reckless impulse, fo r Jeff
erson was staring at him still. At
last he shook hi head.
"I almost can place you some- -
where, yet I can't recall just where," |
he muttered.
David heard the sentence.
"I thank you sir, but I like me
prlsint place very well. I'll not be
thinkin' of changin'."
"Of course not! That was not
what I meant," Jefferson said hasti
ly. ,
Then, as Desiree and her aunt ap- I
peared in the door of the florist's 1
shop, he lifted his hat and hurried J
forward to greet them.
"I have just been having a little I
talk with your good-look'ng chauf- '
feur," he remarked to Desiree. '
"Quite a remarkable figure that chap >
has, and he carries himself almost i
too well to occupy such a position as
he now holds. He ought to be in the '
service. I suppose the fact :hal he
is Irish has kept him from e illstlng.
But how did he escape the draft?
"Irish?" Mrs. Duffield echoed.
"Why, I did not know he was Irish;"
Jefferson smiled, "Then you "ever
heard him speak, dear lady," he said
In a low voice, helping Mrs. Duffield
into the car.
"No, Bhe has never heard hltn auy
more than 'gotnl morning,'" Desiree
. Interposed hastily.
■ "YTu could cut his brogue with
knife." Jefferson went on. "But I
1 do not see how he escaped the draft.
They haven't got all the slackers, yet
have they?"
Desiree's eyes flashed. "Apparent
! ly not" she retorted, looking tne
speaker full In the face. As to his
being Irish—you forget the Sixty
ninth! Were I a man I would be
■ proud to be with them. I wonder, by
' the way, that you have not enlisted
yet."
Then, with a curt nod. she ignored
I his nuts!retched hand, and, stopping
into the car, slammed the door shut.
(To Be Continued.)
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Life's Problems
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By Mrs. Wilson Wootlrow.
"On every side to-day one encoun-
I ters the propaganda of cheap opti
mism."
i That was a line I ran across in
something I was reading the other
day, and, as the saying goes, Bt
gave me pause.
"The propaganda of cheap opti
mism."
Really it isn't a half bad phrase.
It has a certain superior and so
phisticated sound and a suspicion
of a point. 1 shouldn't wonder if
it had quite a. run in Pallor Bol
shevist circles and among the
of next year's sophomore class.
But, actually, isn't it a good deal
like those candy boxes with which
dealers fill up their windows at
Christmas time? Nothing in it?
For how can optimism ever be
cheap?
Happiness, gladness, joy. That's
what all the world is seeking, and
we are willing to pay any price to
get it.
As well talk about the sunshine
being cheap. Any business man will
tell you that it has a distinct asset
value. Sales are twice as easy to ]
make on a bright, clear day as an j
one that is gloomy and overcast. '
Pessimism is dear at any price. It
never advanced anybody a single I
notch, or put a dollar into his pocket, !
or gained him a friend. Gloom is
cheap, sneers are cheap, croaking is
cheap; there is always an over-sup
ply of qaeh on hand. But there is
never enough optimism to fill the
demand.
So why not try to add to the gen- 1
eral store?
Suppose we test the contrasting
effect of the two attitudes of mind
by a practical application. Take, for
example, the following letter that
has come to me:
"My dear Mrs. Woodrow: What
chance of love and marriage does
the young girl stand who has the
affliction of an artificial eye?
"Won't you, O Student of Human
Nature, let us know what you think
life holds in that direction for those i
who dream of love in the shadow of
a cross? HOPE-." I
Now you who read this may or I
may not regard an artificial eye ns
a very serious handicap. That Is not
the point. The writer of this letter
evidently does. She has brooded
over it. thought about it, until it
seems to her an obstacle to happi
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Probably she thinks that every
body she meets is remarking her de
fect and mentally commenting upon
it, although far more probably very
few people notice it at all.
Certainly she regards it with an ,
exaggerated, almost morbid sense of
significance. It Is embittering her |
life, robbing, her youth of its dreams i
rendering her shy and embarrassed I
and distrait.
Can an insistence upon the cold, j
hard facts of the situation aid her 1
in any way? It is undoubtedly true
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that nothing can he done for her;
neither nature nor science will ever
restore her lost vision. And it Is
equally true that young men are
more readily attracted by girls of
unblemished charms.
Yet gloomily to reiterate these
things will only lend to increase her
self-conseiousness and her morbid
sense of defect, and thereby serve to
make her even less attractive.
On the other hand, let her try the
optimistic viewpoint. Let her tell
herself what is unquestionably true
—that a physical disability never yet
acted as a bar to any human inspira
tion, provided the moral and mental
courage was there to disregard it.
Let her remember that it is the
belles and the beauties who chiefly
recruit the ranks of old-maidhood.
And there is a reason. The woman
who feels her lack of physical charms
instinctively tries to overcome her
deficiencies. She makes the most of j
the good points she has and culti
vates her mind and disposition. Nine
times out of ten she is a far better !
companion than the mere beauty; j
and that is what counts when it
comes to love and marriage.
I read only the other day the in-.
spiring autobiographical sketch of a |
woman who In childhood had lost j
her right arm. Did it daunt her? |
Not at all. She went right ahead and
made a successful career for herself
as a newspaper woman and also as a
home-maker, for she is a happy wife
and mother.
It 's the mind's eye that is import
ant, not that which is set beneath I
the forehead. If one can visualize
herself as a sweetheart and wife, lov
ing and beloved; if one can picture
herself as the mistress of a happy
home and confidently believe in the
realization of it. that belief will so
irradiate her life that all men will
find her attractive, and , the "one
man" will come to her even though
seas and continents divide them. And,
believe me, he will not regard any
such trilling thing as an artificial
eye "just cause or legal impediment
why they two should not be joined
together."
"What's an eye more or less be
tween optimists, anyhow?"
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Advice to the Lovelorn
•Sohlfcr Asks Advice
Dour Miss Fairfax:
I corresponded witn a girl for
nearly three years while in the ser
vice and have been with her several
Umes on leave at home. She has a
flee character. Her letters led me
to believe that we were not only
friends but sweethearts. She is only
eighteen and I am tne first fellow
she has kept company with 1 pro
posed to her the first night after I
was home from overseas and she ac
cepted me. She went to her home
town the next day and wrote me
she was too young to be engaged.
Tnat we must part for a time but
i that her home folks would like me
ito call there. I find that her youth
is not the real objection, but some
thing she will not disclose. She
j wants to hold me as a friend and
j says not to worry about any other
fellow for I am the only one. Her
' letters encouraged me a lot when in
I the fighting abroad and I cannot
! think we must separate now. What
j shall I do, Miss Fairfax, hold a cor
j respondence with her or let her go
| entirely out of my life?
HEARTBROKEN SOLDIER.
I would suggest that you try to
. be patient for a little while for one
, can never be sure what is in the
j mind of so young a girl and although
she has encouraged you in her let
ters, maybe your return home has
caused a shyness in her. Humor her
and write as usual and you'll sooto
see where you stand. Should she
seem to be undecided for any length
of tinje, tell her you're through and
if she seems to feel satisfied with
that she's not the girl for you and
you will be surprised to find how
soon some one else will take her
place. However, I feel that when her
letters meant so much to you in the
army, that your story will nave a
happy ending.
ITse McNeil's Pain Exterminator--Ad
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