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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
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i don't hate me like, like your
brother does."
I smiled and reached across to
! pat Phoebe's hand reassuringly. 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
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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."
"Got it right here in my Jeans,
judge." answered the defendant
, briskly.
"And thirty days," continued the
I judge. "Have you got that in your
i jeans?"
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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.
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["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.
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1 The United States Civil Service Com
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: 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.
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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
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lationship between capital and labor,
problems of the returning soldier an 1
city planning will be the main themes
of the convention.
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