all the farnhf BPPIPf n j-'i i - .y* v Mn " When a Girl " Br AM N USLU A New, Romanuc Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problems of a Girl Wife CHAPTER COX VII I. "Five hundred dollars isn't enough!" I repeated, staring back at Phoebe and beginning to feel as frightened as she looked. Her lips parted and shaped them selves to speak, but I had to read what they said since I couldn't hear a syllable. Incredulously, with a question after them. I repeated the words my eyes had read from her lips: "It's twice that much? You say you need twice that much?" Phoebe looked down at her twist ing hands. Her long lashos lay fluttering against her cheek, and after a moment a tear or two crept down and made a salt track to her trembling mouth. She got out her little handkerchief and dabbed fur tively at her yes. Then she seized the glass of ice water and began to drink ferverishly. Finally, with her shoulders hunched forward deject edly. she whispered: "What do you think of me. Anne? Whatever you think, please stand by me. I'm so tired—and scared—l can't go through this alone. And I can't bother Virginia. She has enough to make her unhappy. "Will you stand by me. Anne?" "Whatever it is, Phoebe, I will stand by. And I'll see you through, too. I promise." I said quietly. Phoebe seemed to realize that I was making a vow. She smiled at me mistily, but with some of the dear simplicity of the Phoebe who had come to the city at the close of my honeymoon days. Becauso she looked so like a little girl, the dear little girl who had loved Neal, I knew that, no matter what the cost, I was going to try to save Phoebe from her debts and her fear. "If you trust me. Phoebe —and will tell me the story from the be ginning, I'm sure we'll find a way out." I said. "I'll tell you," she gasped. "Only I KEEP IT SWEET Keep your stomach sweet today and ward off the indigestion of tomorrow—try Ki-MOIDS the new aid to diges tion—as pleasant and as safe to take as candy. 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But | I wouldn't let myself do any banal I protesting. Only in the midst of I worrying over what sort of dread j ful scrape Phoebe had gotten into I realized what it meant that Phoebe in all her trouble still I thought about Neal. "Do you remember the jade neck j lace and earrings 1 got that night in Chinatown?" asked Phoebe sud denly, and, as I thought, irrelevantly. "Yes, dear, but you never wear ; them. Why?" I asked, humoring her. "I had them on the day Neal i came home. I never wore them i much—after that," replied Phoebe, ] sadly. Then she pulled herself to gether and plunged boldly into the i story. "You thought Mr. West gave |me that jade—-didn't you?" I "Yes, naturally," I replied. "Well, he didn't!" Phoebe storm ! Ed, with blazing eyes. "I never took ! a present from any man—except— [ except the ring I couldn't keep. Mr. West gave me a tip on some oil stocks, and the first money I won j went into that green jade. I thought I'd always keep on winning. I ! thought he knew how the market 1 was going. But next time I lost a j little." "Where did you get the money to I play the market?" I asked gently. I "Oh, Mr. West carried me. You | know what I mean. I "was buying on margin—putting up ten dollars \ for every share I boughL He said S that was the way to do. And then I I'd pay my margin out of my win | nings. It would have been all right, i only I began to lose. And he kept S saying I'd have better luck next time. No I went on. But I didn't have any] j better luck. And I kept owing him | more and more." i Phoebe's voice ttailed oft and she began twisting her hands in a hope less fashion. An ingratiating waiter | stepped up. "Will madame have anything 'else? I go off at three." he said suggestively. "Bring us two fruit lemonades made with sclters—and the check," I said, glad of an excuse to send ] him away. 1 To Phoebe T added: "The tang of ! that cold drink will he good for | you. dear." "It's what your brother and I always took. Mr. West—liked dif ferent drinks," said Phoebe, in a j far-away little voice that told me how near my dear Neal still was! to the little girl who had haughtily l called him "Lieutenant Hyland" andj who had boxed his ears when he] took her in his arms. "Shall I go i on with my story, Anne?" "Yes, dear. But don't feels it's such a tragic story. You have lost on investments made through your brother's firm " "Don't bring Jim into this." cried ] Phoebe wildly. "He isn't in it at ! all. He mustn't know. It wasn't] the firm. It was just Dick West j Bringing Up Father -,' - -J*- Copyright, 1918, International News Service •,*- jßz/ McManu I JOtiT FOUND OUT 9 WH"f- V/HAOT THE DRINK Uy OH". I'LL BE ALL RI<HT IN £■■■ OH! OEAR -1 WOULDN'T TONIGHT <bO ILL PRETEND tttz,—f ! . ' WILL. FEEL WANT TO <0 OUT" DON'T ALON£ WHILE YOU r—' I . N ?*Y IN ESCKAN" I WON'T l§S f ' MA<j<lC -DARLIN'- BETTER- rj VA LET ME KEEP TOO IN - ARE. lUL- 1 | •AM j and me. And he says it's perfectly all right and that he'll taks it off ; my allowance when we're married." i "When you're married!" I repeat ! Ed, wondering if I'd dreamed all the ' tenderness with which Phoebe had been referring to Neal. "I thought I could once. I wasn't ! happy. And he was good to me. I I thought—boys went away and for ! got and let people wean them away from you. And Dick West seemed 1 to be here just when I needed him. I thought I could marry him. Anne, I but I can't —I don't love him." "Then that's all right," I replied with a feeling of great relief. ,| "But it isn't!" protested Phoebe frantically. "If I were going to marry him it wouldn't be so bad my letting him carry my stocks. But last night he—grabbed me and kissed me. It's horrible to he kissed by—the wrong man. So that's how I knew T never could marry him. ! And I told him so. And he said if he | wasn't anything to me. what would ,' people say about my taking money from him." "The cad!" I muttered. And in I a flash my doubts of Dick West .[crowded back multiplied a hundred , fold. I remembered Terry and ! smiled grimly. This time Dick West , wasn't going to prove an alibi and his own nobility. "There's more." cried Phoebe. "There's much more. And that's • why I have to get that thousand . dollars, no matter —how. He says what do I think people will say about Virginia—separated from her husband, and letting a man pay my debts while she squanders Pat's ! money on herself. I could stand j their talking about me, but if it t comes to Vee ("I'll have to marry Dick West — I'll have to. Anne —unless you find , a way out." (To Be Continued.) SPOKE TOO SOON* I The following story is told of a | greatly beloved . judge whose home i is at Clarksville, Tenn. i An obstreperous citizen was haled ( to court, charged with having ridden jhis horse through a store, with re sultant damage to a stock of mer chandise. At the end of the trial ! the judge 'aid: "I will fine the de ! fendant $25." 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Massage this sweetly fragrant lotion Into the | face, neck, arms and hands each i day and see how freckles and blem llshes disappear and how clear, soft l and rosy-white the skin becomes. I Yes! It Is harmless and never Irri tates. KATLFUSBTTRG 8S8& TEXEGKXPH THE LOVE GAMBLER By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER XV. , "Why, my dear child, what is the matter'.'" Airs. Dultield stared at Desiree, amazed at her Hashing eyes. Perhaps, she reflected, Desiree was never quite as pretty as when she was angry. Her dark beauty was enhanced by the vivid pink in her cheeks, and her brown eyes seemed actually to snap. She was like her mother when she was young. But why was the child so indignant now '.' "What did Air. Jefferson say?" Airs. DufHeld insisted. "You were very nearly rude to him, my dear —• shutting the door almost in his face not even waiting for £mith to close it." "1 don't care!" Desiree exclaimed. "It is none of his business who or what my chauffeur is! I wish people would not ask impertinent " 1 She stopped abruptly, aware that David was standing at the car door, awaiting her orders. "Where now, please, miss?" he inquired, touching his cap. "Oh —I—Aunt Sylvia, is there any where you want to go now?" she stammered. "Why, my dear," her aunt re minded her, "we planned to go to Mrs. Hobart's tea. didn't we?" "Of course! How stupid of me! Drive to Airs. Hobart's, Smith. Wait while I see what the address is," fumbling through her card-case. When she had found the addrers, she gave it quickly, and. as she did so, she looked into her chauffeur's j face. Did she only fancy that she saw an appeal in his eyes, as if he were asking her pardon? A Bit of Curiosity "Well," Mrs. Duffield repeated when the car was again threading its way up Fifth avenue, "what did Mr. Jefferson say? And, by the way, I am afraid David overheard your remark about him just now —I mean you remark about it's being nobody's business who your chauffeur is. He. was standing right by the door, and the window was open all the time." "Yes, —so I saw when it was too late. But never mind. He knows his place too well to let me suspect he overhead anything. "You want to know what Mr. Jefferson said that vexed me so much? Well, he asked me how it happened,—or as good as asked me how it happened—that Smith was not in the service. The idea of his daring to ask that! He who ought to be in uniform himself!" "But, my dear, he is past the draft age. He must be past thirty live." "Draft age!" scoffed the girl. "If he is so keenly patriotic, he could get into the service even if he is a couple of years over age. Lots of men have done it. He is perfectly well and strong—yet he sneered at Smith because he is driving our car instead of fighting Germans'." "Well, honey," Mrs. Duflield ven tured timidly, "might you not think the same thing of a young man of whom you knew nothing? I under stand from what your father let drop that Smith was in the service—• although I know no particulars. So Ido not criticize him. But Ido not wonder that others do. It is a mis take, I believe, for Samuel to forbid anybody's mentioning the subject." "I do not agree with you," Desiree argued, forgetting entirely that she herself had considered the prohibi tion ridiculous. "It is nobody's business!" "There, there! I am surprised at your vehemence," the aunt soothed. "You take it too hard." The girl forced herself to laugh. "Yes, it Is ab-urd of me, isn't it?" she agreed. "I do not know why I should resent Mr. Jefferson's criti cism of an ordinary employe. I think it must have been his aggres sive manner that annoyed me." "Yes, and his assertion that Smith was Irish. I did not know it until then." Her companion made no reply, j She was remembering Jefferson's i comment on her chauffeur's brogue. Yet she had noticed that Smith had [ Southern intonations—very marked j at times. Had he assumed an Irish brogue for Jefferson's benefit? If so, why? At the Hobart home her thoughts turned into another channel; yet an ihour later, when she and Mrs. Duf ! field drove uptown, her mind ro j verted to Jefferson's remark. | Suddenly she was sure she under i stood Smith's ruse. As he was not jin uniform, he preferred that his questioner should consider him an Irishman rather than an American slacker. And, of course, he had overheard and resented Walter Jef ferson's unkind suggestions. She supposed that It was of these that he wished to speak, when, after leaving Mrs. Duflield at her home, and stopping at the Leighton house. David touched his hat as his young mistress alighted from the car. "Pardon me. Miss," he said, "but may I sneak with you for Just a mom ent?" "Yes, Smith." she assented. "But T do not want to stand out here. Sten into the house with me." When Norah had admitted her. and gone her wav after smiling covertly at David, Desiree turned to the man. "Well, what is it. Smith?" He was standing In front of her, his hat in his hand. The weather was so mild that he was not wear ing his overcoat, and she noticed j his excellent figure and correct car riage. "I simply want to tell you, Miss, i that 1 am sorry I aroused uncom fortable comment by assuming 1 mean, by talking like an Irishman. I did it because—" But she interrupted him. "I understand. Smith. Air. Leigh ton has warned me that we are not to mention the fact that you have ! been in the service. I am sure you | have your own reasons for this j preference. Perhaps, under the cir cumstances, it is only natural that you should not care to have people know of your past." (To Be Continued.) Life's Problems Are Discussed J By MRS. AYII.SON WOODROW I We are told in the greatest of all ' poems, that "to everything there is a ! season, and a time to every purpose '■ under the sun—a time to kill and a • time to heal; a time to break down! and a time to build up." i have lived through the terrible! Killing and breaking-down period, i and can now rejoice in this time for! healing and buildig up. But we can not merely sit down and rejoice; we have got to get busy. Our first duty is to supply jobs for the returning soldiers; and in the effort to do this women, as always, can play a big A government department created for the purpose of securing work for the discharged boys has started out on the policy of persuading people generally to 'spruce up." Now. here's an essentially feminine opportunity, and one which woman thoroughly understands. From he gining oi time she has wasted much of her energy in inducing man to spruce up. In a womanless world there would be neither tailors nor haberdashers, merely a few blanket-weavers in cold climates. So woman is now offered the chance of following her soul's inclination and doing a patriotic duty at the same time. Of course the house needs painting. It hasn't had a fresh coat since the war began. Also, the cellar needs to be cemented, and there's a lot of : carpenter work and repairing to be' done. Every room needs repapertng, and the woodwork is a sight. Don't waste your ingenuity and use up all the gray matter in your brain trying to make the od place look habitable. It needs to be gone over from top i to bottom. Go and tell the neighbors what you , are planning; stir up envy and emu lation among them, so that they will :go and do likewise. Swamp the con tractors with orders. When he hears of your intentions, your husband will probably draw down the corners of his mouth and say: "We won't do anything of the kind until things are in a more set tled condition," failing to see that this is the way to get them in a more set- I tied condition. j But you know how to manage him. IDo it now. Nagging or coaxing, i whichever method he responds to ! test. I Kemind him that everyone concedes i the country is on the verge of such I prosperity as has never been known, and that the psychological effects of having everything bright and new and spick and span about him will I probably increase his own sense of prosperity and thereby his earnig ca pacity. It was your patriotic duty to buy government bonds, and you did it. Now it is your patriotic duty to spend vour money. | This is the hour of the extravagant. Poor things, they go through life be !'ng scolded and repressed and moral ! ized ovei for their spendthrift ten jdeneies Now they can look down on , the thrifty and waste a little in order ! to maintain their country's honor. I The soldiers are returning to th'ir own beautiful, rich, sp'endid. gener ous country at the rate of one hun ; drrd thousand a month, and every jobless ex-soldier is a blot In our na 'tional scutcheon, a reflection upon our ; pride and patriotism, j It Is or.lv a vear ago that these men I who to-day rank among the best .fighters in the world were an un- I known quantity. If they had failed, I this country could never have held up its head again. We should have j been bowed in the dust with humilia- I But they covered themselves with ' r-Iorv: thev crowned America with new and fresh laurels. And now at the ptesent time Is our big chance to show our eternal gratitude. It is maudlin to sit and sigh because there are thousands of soldiers out of work. And shedding a few sent;- ! mental tears, or shaking your head and groaning over conditions lsn t go ling to help. __ The thing to do is get busy. We] 'can't race around and beg this per son or that to give jobs to the dis charged men, but we can help to ere- | ■ ate such a demand for labor that j i every man will find a place. I Therefore, spend your money like \ Water. Go into debt if necessary:, I you can pa 5! it later. But show that] the rame spirit that animated our | bovs when they turned back the Ger man tide last July lives in us to-day; and if it takes your last dollar, spend. Spruce up; Spend your money as they spent their blood —for the honor of America. NEW YORK CITV HAS LARGEST EOI R-DIAL CLOCK IN WORLD ! New York The fact of the big ! clock In the Metropolitan tower, New j York city, la twenty-six and one-half I feet in diameter. This is the largest four-dial clock in the world. DAILY HINT ON ! FASHIONS 2843—Here is a charming summer dress, a model good for organdie, i foulard, shantung, lawn, batiste, | silk, handkerchief linen, crepe and voile. The band trimming may be of lace, net or embroidery. The pattern is cut in six sizes: 34, 36, 38, 40, 42 and 44 inches bust measure. Size 38. requires 4 7-8 yards of 44-inch material. Width of'skirt at lower edge, is about two vards. A pattern of this illustration mailed to any address on receipt of 10 cents in silver or stamps. Telegraph Pattern Department For the 10 cents Inclosed please send pattern to the following address: Size Pattern No Name Address City and State I The more popular j BUTTER CREAM BREAD becomes,, the less we have to ! I say about it. Tell the grocer you want Butter Cream 1 HARRISBURG BAKING CO. ' ™—— JUNE 10, 1919. ["The End of the Road" to Present Moral Issue I A conference was held at the Cap itol between the heads of the State I Hepartment of Health, und the of ficers and representatives of Public [Health Films, the organization that I has been requested by the state ! health officials to screen the educa ! tional motion picture "The End of ) the Road." Isaac Silverman, Man aging Director of Public Health Films, Richard O. Conover the Di rector of Publicity, and Edward H. Griffith the author and director of the drama, talked over all the de tails of presentation with a view to emphasizing and employing its edu cational values to the fullest extent. The picture is to be shown for an entire week at the Victoria Theater from June 16 to Juno 21, inclusive. Prior to this regular exhibition, however, there is to be a private pre | liminary screening at the Orpheum i Theater, Wednesday night at S P. M. to which the Rotary Club as a I body has arranged to come and to I act as host to members of the Ki j wanis Club. In addition, the various I state and city officers have been in vited, as well as other prominent citizens. The exhibition of the picture will mark an aggressive step taken by the Pennsylvania State Department of Health to play a pioneer part in the crusade to raise the physical standard of the Commonwealth. IN NEED OF TYPISTS 1 The United States Civil Service Com | mission is making an appeal for 1,000 : stenographers and typists for the War Risk Dureau at Washington. These ; stenographers are badly needed and i until they are secured the work in ] the War Risk Bureau will be seriously I handicapped. Application papers and j full information concerning this ex i amination can be secured from sec rotary, Hoard of Examiners, room 205 j Post Office Building, Harrisburg, Pa. ! r COLUMBUS CAFE Club Plate Dinner, 50£ ' 11.30 to 2.30 Sea Food Plate Dinner, $1 ' 6 to 8 | S_ L I ■■mil H iiniHimrfflin— ■ r I DAY AND NIGHT SCHOOL SCHOOL OF COMMERCE Fully Accredited Troup Building IS S. Market Square Bell 485 Dial 4393 tClip thin nnd aend It fit once for foil Informntton) Gentlemenl*l©nae nend me complete Information about the subjects 1 hnve checked. Typewrit I IIK .... Sltorthnnd .... Stenotypy .... UookkeepliiK .... Secretarial .... Civil Service.... Name ...*• Address Harrisburgers to Speak at Convention in York George E. Foss, secretary of the Pennsylvania State Chamber of Com merce, und Warren R. Jackson, sec retary of the Harrisburg Chamber of Commerce, will speak at the annual convention of the Pennsylvania Com mercial Secretaries' convention to be held Friday and Saturday of this week at York. Mr. Foss wil talk on "Mem bership Development and Mainten ance" and Mr. Jackson on "City Plan ning for Third Class Cities." The re lationship between capital and labor, problems of the returning soldier an 1 city planning will be the main themes of the convention. Use Cuticuira Soap To Clear Your Skin All drn*lU: Bop2R. Ointment 2RAso.Tnlonm2s. h.on pie enck free of "Cntlcnm, Dept. E. ota. FRIDAY " Another Big Sale of APRONS Another Special Purchase ► of The Jennings Mfg. Co. Harrisburg, Pa. Buy Made-In-Harrisburg Aprons Full Particulars f Announced Later 7
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