jjlWI all Ave fenJKi HPji " When a Girl " i By AW LISLE A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing | Problem of a Girl Wife CHAPTER CCLVII . Copyright, 1919, King Feature Syn dicate, Inc. "The pistol Loretta clutched in her dead hand belonged to Etienne lTmerrais," Lane Cosby concluded, , and sat hunched down in his chair. I staring back through the years. I could almost visualize what he saw as if it were there before him > in my living-room. Worn, matting, blood-stained. A draggled figure crumpled on the rtoor. From the mirror above a | girls chanty hung dresser a man's picture staring down. Lane's own , picture. In the dead woman's hand Etlenne's pistol. How had she come by this weapon'. 1 That poor, crazed Loretta Cosby i had taken her life I had no doubt. That Valerie was innocent before the law I felt sure. But even the hare outlines of her story revealed j who had inspired the insane woman ! to take her own worthless, un- i wanted life. And I could guess who had given her the weapon. There uas no reason for the law | to take cognizance of Valerie Cosby, j But if once Society—Val's world knew her story, how could it judge j her? I had caught Lane and \al exchanging looks of fear —haunting fear. Now I knew why. ould their world ever find out, and if it did how would it judge? i, For Val 1 had no sympathy. For j l.ane Cosby I had the deepest pitj.j He was so big and so helpless, so I ,-ompletelv enmeshed in his love for j Val. She had calculated her effects i ( perfectly. She had come into the; Lane's grim, sordid life when he was . struggling with the ugliest tragedy J our law countenances, the law that j binds a sane human being to one ( whose mind is gone. He was too ; kind, too full of pity to seek a way j out. Val had found it for him. All this seemed clear to me. "What 1 I couldn't see was why Evvy should dig this up and threaten Val with it. < But I saw plainly what I had to do ! l now if I really meant to help this i lpless man who had always been i so loyal to Jim. ; ' "How many people know —whose gun it was that killed her?" I asked. "The sheriff and the coroner and !he Demerruis family," replied Lane. "Why do you ask that?" Then suddenly he understood. At ance he reacted and became at least •he semblance of his powerful, alert self. . . "What of that?" he demanded. The wound was in the temple and was burned with powder, because -he held the gun right against her head when she fired. It was the ast shot in the chamber. First she peppered the place with the other pullets. That's why Val hid in her mother's room." "All right." I said judicially. But where did she get the gun . "Loretta lived in that ranch house for three years. Didn't she know where everything was kept?" asked Lane Cosby patiently. "She broke n as cleverly as she ran away, got the gun and went after my poor ,ittle Val. And when the child es caped her she took out her blood lust an herself. The doctors will tell you that's the way crazy folks act." "Forgive me for asking these questions. Lane, but I want to help you. I want to find out what your danger is—and help you meet it, I said, conquering the revolting dis taste I had for the whole ugly tangle. "All I want is for my little girl to be happy—and contented. I want my love to give her everything." he moaned. "And if all the catty women in town sneer at her and turn away from her what will she do? If that's all my love brings my . ttle girl—what will become of me —what will become of us both?" He hadn't said it. He didn't even snow he thought it. But somewhere deep within Lane Cosby was the knowedge that this beautiful, un scrupulous woman, less than half nis age, was his only so long as she found advantage in being his. If his money couldn't buy her social prominence, position, friends, she would some day fling aside his money and go after something else —whatever her ruthless nature traved. Love perhaps. 1 wouldn't have lifted a finger to save Val from the penalty she ought :o pay. But I knew she'd never pay t. And It was willing to do a lot :o save Lane Cosby from the suf fering he had stumbled into when le was trying so hard to do right. TEN WEEKS OLD BABYHADECZEMA On Face and Body. Could Not Sleep. Cuticura Heals. "When ten weeks old my baby suffered from eczema. It first started with a email rash, and his * >\ face and part of his body i' | were covered with red pim- V ** *' F^ B - Tie could not sleep, \ but would scratch his face Bore every night. He was ' • ■ I . i very cross. "I used Cuticura Soap and Oint ment, and after using three cakes of Soap and two ar.d a half boxes of Ointment he was fully healed." (Signed' Mra. James Law, 1221 W. 7th St., Chester, Pa., Feb. 5,1919. 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I found Val . propped up in bed amidst billows of chiffon redolent of oriental perfumes. "Anne," the wide-eyed ghild ex- ; claimed, the thick cream of her voice curdling as she went on, "has , Lane made the grand confession? j Yes, he has—l see it in your haunted eyes. And yet you speak to me? ! Don't worry. It won't contaminate you to know me. There will be no i scandal. I'll see to that. When ! Evvy makes sure that Ive resigned j in her favor where a certain gentle man is concerned, and that Cousin Tommy takes all my spare time, she 1 won't be so anxious to get rid of her rival." I thought I'd see her—as soon as you explained the reason for her w anting to hurt vou," I began primarily. tal sat up in bed, leaned on one i bare elbow and stared at me out of sultry eyes, twisting one corner of her crimson mouth as she spat out her words: „." Y ° u ' d s Peak to Evvy—for me! : Uh, that s too delicious! You Oh ' you funny little innocent! Don't ; you , k " ow '"'fry she began to hate i me. Don't you see? Oh. you fool i —you precious little fool' It's be cause she thought Jim likes me. , l our Jimmie-boy, baby! Your Jim-I mie! To Be Continued. "Stars and Stripes" Ceases Publication The following editorial on the end of the "Stars and Stripes" will appear in the current number of The Ameri can Legion Weekly, the magazine of j the national organization of American veterans of the great war: "Disbnndment of the First Press and censor Company a few days ago marked the very end of a great and unique journalistic enterprise. These were the men who founded, developed and finally laid to rest the 'Stars and Stripes —authorized newspaper of the American Expeditionary Forces. The 'Stars and Stripes' was the soldier's paper in Europe. It kept him informed and it helped keep him amused. It was clean and wholesome and it rose to greatness. It became a part of the A. E. F. It breathed and reflected the spirit of the A. E. F. "It was in keeping with the spirit of the paper that it die with the A. E. F.. The men who created it voted that along with the A. E.FFt. t which was ex actly as the A. E. F. would have wished them to vote. Otherwise it might fall into unworthy hands. It might become a reproach to its one time greatness. And. anyway, how could the 'Stars and Stripes' survive without the A. E. F„ of which it was so intimately a part? As a fond mem ory it will live always in the minds of those who were the A. E. F." DAILY HINT ON FASHIONS _——_____ ___ __ _ A O OODBP ORTS BLOUSE 2506—Washable satin, linen, drill, khaki, lawn, silk or wool Jersey cloth, gingham or taffeta could be used for this style. The closing is at the left side. Collar, cuffs and pocket could be of contrasting ma terial. In white handkerchief linen, facings or trimming of blue or pink would be attractive. The pattern is cut in 7 sizes: 34, 36, 38, 40, 42, 44 and 46 inches bust measure. Size 38 requires 4 yards of 36-inch material. A pattern of this illustration mailed to any address on receipt of 10 cents in silver or stamps. J Telegraph Pattern Department For the 10 cents inclosed please send pattern to the following address: Size Pattern No Name Address City and State Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1918, International News Service - Bp McManus ** ° UT I err colly-he ]} hey-neT 1 KIN <>it To T~ ' ■ • j 11 but Yoo left Lv, I f\ t>AW NE SNEAK |J j! r BEFORE 'h f \f * 1 n YOUR WATCH AND THE LOVE GAMBLER By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER XXXV (Copyright,-1919, Star Company) Although more than a week slipped by Xorah's unuttered pre dictions with regard to Smith's apologies were not fulfilled. At first she avoided seeing him, sending Annie to answer his ring when he brought the car to the door. She fancied that If she shunned him he would make an ef fort to meet her. On the contrary, he seemed to have forgotten her very existence. Annie reported that he only an nounced that the *ar was here, then withdrew without further speech. The chambermaid s report was correct. Davie De Laine was too thankful at escaping Xorah's atten tions to be willing to risk further intercourse with either of the maids. So when, one afternoon, Xora, changing her plan of campaign, opened the door for him, he behaved as he had done when Annie had answered his ring. "Please tell Miss Leighton that the car is here," he said. And, without further speech, turned away. But Norah checked him. "Haven't you anything else to say?" she de manded. He looked in surprise at her flushed face. "I suppose." she went on, "that you'll pretend you never gave Miss Leighton the letter I wrote." David was intensely annoyed. He i had a quick temper and he did not j wish any altercations with a girl ; who evidently did not know her 1 place. , "If you refer to a sheet of paper that I picked up from the ground one evening—l did give it to Miss Leighton," he replied coldly. "So you did give it to her. did I you?" Xorah sneered, Infuriated tby his haughty manner. "After ! you'd read it, of course!" "I certainly did not read it." he j declared. "I don't believe you!" Xorah re torted. She thought she was driving him I into a corner and that he would quail under her scorn. A Disappointed Girl Instead, with a slight lifting of the eyebrows, Smith went on down I the steps without another glance in | her direction. She was so angry that her voice was unsteady as she announced i that the car was waiting. Desires, however, did not notice j the girl's agitation. She had con ' eluded that the matter of the note had, after all, been of very little moment, although she still had an i uncomfortable recollection of her j maid's impertinence. The fury of a woman scorned possessed Xorah Daly this after | noon. She had used methods that ' sHe hoped would cause Smith acute discomfort, and they had had ! no effect upon him. She had burned ! her bridges behind her. There was ! no way in which she could rc-open friendly communications with the i chauffeur. Had he only quarreled with her, it would have been easy. Absolute indifference and disdain ' are hard to fight. Xorah had played her last card and lost. Smith should suffer for this. She was determined on that. Moreover she had decided to leave Miss ! Leighton's employ. It was plain that her mistress had not forgotten X'orah's impertinence of a few days ago. Well, the girl did not care. There were lots of places these : days for girls! But before she went, she would get even with Smith! Her month would be up on Fri day. She would tell her mistress to-morrow morning that she was j going. She waited until after breakfast 1 the following day before making her announcement. As yet she had ; not decided upon a way to punish < the man who had flouted her, but . she would surely find it. i When she entered her mistress's ! bedroom Desiree was standing by | her dressing table, her sapphire and ' amethyst pendant and its chain in one hand, a small jewel case in the other. An Evil Impulse "Xorah," she said before, the girl could speak, "please get a bit of j paper and wrap up this box for me. | I want to take the chain down to i have it repaired, and I may as well j take the pendant also to make sure I that the setting is secure." | As Xorah did her bidding, an evil impluse made her say: "You was lucky, ma'am, to get this back the other day." "I was, indeed." Desiree replied. "If it had been found by a dishonest person, I would never have seen it again." "Well, ma'am," the girl continued meekly, "even if a body meant to keep it he'd not have the courage to do it when he took time to think ] about it. He'd sure bring it back I then." Desiree looked at her. puzzled "It was. fortunately, an honest per i son who found It," she commented. Xora smiled queerly. "It seems j kinder queer that It dropped oft i when It never did before, don't it?" she suggested in a low voice. "The catch was evidently defec tive." Miss Leighton said. "I had noticed that," "Others might have noticed it, too," Norah remarked. EJLRTUSBTTRG TELEGRAPH t "What do you mean?" Desiree | questioned. i I' "Oh, nothing, ma'am," was the 1 : cryptic reply. There was a moment's pause. "I ! want to tell you," Norah said irrele -1 vantly. "that I'll be leaving you on j I Friday." If she had expected a start of surprise from her employer she j was disappointed, Miss Leighton I ; only nodded. "Very well. Xorah, I think myself 1 it would be best to make a change. Thank you," as the girl handed her the neatly tied parcel. Xorah watched her mistress as | she laid the box on her dressing ■ table. "That's all," Miss Leighton said, j and the maid withdrew, feeling once more that she had been foiled ! in her attempt to produce a sensa i tion. (To Be Continued.) ■ Little Talks by I Beatrice Fairfax The other day a mother with two I j grown daughters told me some- j | thing of the family history, j "My older daughter seems con- ' ! tented," she said, cautiously. "She j I has a tiny house in the suburbs and j four children. Her husband makes j l very little money, but for some rea- i | son they don't seem to mind. They j | say they have happy times together, | and I suppose they get used to ; ! doing without things. "But my younger daughter," she j j went on, with evident satisfaction. ! "married well. Her husband is an : j automobile manufacturer, and he I can give her anything she wants, j j She hasn't* - any children, but she 1 j has every conceivable luxury. Xo, | she hasn't ever told me she is ; I happy, but of course she must be." I 1 Ever so many young girls, I find, i even in this emancipated day, still j cherish the ancient notion of' j "marrying wall" that this mother , | expressed. And who can blame j them, when their mothers so care- ■ j fully inculcate it, when it's a part j ; of the very air they breathe from 1 1 their earliest infancy? We all know, of course, what it j means to "marry well." It means Ito marry a man with money. And ' that is, of course, rather shocking, when it's stated plainly. ! Why should a mother be proud of a daughter merely because she has happened to attract a rich man, no matter what that rich man may ! be? Why should a mother apolo -1 gize for a daughter whose husband I is poor, even though through him i the girl has found love and con j tentment? We all understand, of course, how | the idea of "marrying well" came' i into vogue. There was a day, and ■ ' your grandmother can remember it, i I when there was no question of a ; girl's supporting herself. Still, she ) 1 had to be supported by somebody: , | And especially if there were several j of her, this had a way of exhausting J the parental purse. So parents cultivated foresight. ; They formed the habit of looking ! about for young men who could j support their daughters. They were | perfectly conscientious about it. It j seemed the best service they could I render their offspring—this marry- j | ing them off to somebody who ! i could guarantee a comfortable per- ' I manent income. Feathering One's Own Xest This system rather fell to pieces, ! 1 of course, as soon as girls learned i j how to support themselves, and to i I control their own lives. Sensible j girls no longer married because ; they wanted "a home of their own," or because a young man's "pros pects" were such-and-such, but be- 1 ! cause they fell in love and desired ! I the happiness of a life-comrade. ! But even though times have so ! radically changed, even though wo- j men are immeasurably freer than they used to be, tjiere are still parents who repeat the outworn | formula, and who subtly and indi- i rectly, or perhaps even openly, en - : courage a girl to make a mercen ary choice. They teach her that if she is once "well-established,", j she can command wordly respect, she can achieve social power, she can not only "have" everything, but "get" anywhere. I am afraid that some of the 1 girls who write to me have heard I this sort of teaching. I So I would like to convince them ' that it's extremely old-fashioned, I entirely out-of-date, the most bar barous sort of survival. A girl who falls in love with a normal, wholesome young man who loves her and who shares her i tastes to a sufficient extent "mar- j rles well," if she becomes his wife, j Truly, I don't know what else: she need consider. Money Doesn't Count If a married pair achieve happi ness, the possession of money will scarcely affect their contentment, one way or the other. And If they are not happy, everybody knows that money won't make them so. I Money, then, ought to be the last thing considered, rather than the first, in choosing one's self-partner. Do you really enjoy helng with the young man who wants to marry !you? Can you have a thoroughly j good time together, even though I you should never go to a play or a ; restaurant or a party * Do you both i like outdoor walks and do you j laugh at the same things, and do j you like some, at least, of the same books? If you do, you are pretty safe in marrying, even though he hasn't had a "raise" for a year and you know you will have to begin house keeping in two rooms. 1 should also advise any young girl in whom I was personally in terested not to marry a man who was unsympathetic toward the emancipation of women, or who didn't like children. Try to form the habit of valuing the really essential thing in life, and you'll be more likely to make the right choice when it comes to a question of marrying? Measurements Unimportant Realize, if you can, that it dosen't make the slightest difference whether your betrothed is taller or shorter than you, or whether he is older or younger, or whether he is ugly or handsome or (from my point of view, at least) whether he is of a different nationality. These are trival points, and I am surprised that so many girls seem concerned about theni. But, is he a person who can be a real companion, a person with whom you can hand-in-hand, un derstandingly dare the abventure of life? If you're both strong and well, this is all you need consider. Suppose his salary proves to be not quite enough. Won't you be willing to help out? Have I seemed to imply that pov erty is the inseparable companion of happiness? That isn't true, of course. It's quite possible to have a high wage-earning capacity and still know what love is. But I've been eager to urge young girls not to be afraid of simplicity, frugality, plain living. I've been eager to em phasize the fact that money won't buy happiness. And don't be so mad as to imagine that happiness is a thing you can do without. Don't dream that an unhappy mar riage is tolerable if one has dia monds and motor cars. It isn't. Remember what it really means, from the wise, big-hearted woman's point of view, to "marry well," And then do your best to achieve it. Celebrate Return of Peace in Mexico Mexico City, July 26.—Celebrations of the return of peace have been held within the last few days by nationals of the Allied countries residing here. On July 3 and 4 festivities were con ducted by the Country Club or else where and the stores and shops of business men of the Allied nations were closed and decorated. The fies tas included informal receptions to re turned soldiers of the Allied armies. On Sunday, July 6, two memorial services were held for Allied soldiers who died during the war. 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KELLOGG TOASTED CORN FLAKE COt ; BATTLE,i Battle Crctk, Michigan JULY 26, 1919. Advice to the Lovelorn SHE IS CITE AND PRETTY DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am eighteen and considered cute and pretty, but am not conceited. I have lots of boy friends and love one very dearly. I know he loves me. too, but now he has left me without a word and does not speak to me. Do you think that jealousy i has gotten the better of him. as I j am nice to the other boys, too'.' Do j you think I should speak iirst, as I j still care for him? A CONSTANT READER. It has always seemed rather a | foolish policy to hold off and wait i for the other to speak first. Usual- j ly in tl\e explanation that follows , there wasn't anything very much to be "mad" about in the iirst place, j It would be quite all right for you to speak to the young man if you J care about renewing the friendship. FALLS ASLEEP IN* THEATER DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am eighteen and have been going about with a man three years j older. One of his worst habits is j falling asleep at the theater and | never keeps his appointments. G. G. W. This young man may be so over worked as to account for his con dition, or again he may be ill with some brain affliction. Before marry ing him I think it would be well to ! consult a physician. A TOO FRIENDLY GIRL DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I have known a girl for the past year and am very much in love with her. In the office where she works she permits several, or I might say all of the young men to put their arms around her. Now, as I have been an eye-witness of this, I would like to know if you think it is proper? She claims that she means nothing by it and that any girl would do the same thing, but I think it is aqt proper by any means. H. H. B. I agree with you that the young lady's behavior is most undignified and improper. Perhaps you can per suade her to reform. I hope so, at any rate. CALLS HIMSELF "BIG BROTHER" Dear Miss Fairfax: I am twenty-tuo and considered good looking, but on account of my music and other studies, have had very little time to bother with the ! boys. Recently I met an attractive j bachelor about thirty-eight, who has I been attentive to me. He told my J sister that "he thought the world of I me, but I do not knew whether he Is serious or not, because every j time he tries to make love to me I (which I invariably resent) he al ! ways says, "You must not mind me, | because I'm only your big brother." Xow Miss Fairfax, aside from his j big brother nonsense, this man has very good qualities, but he has had several "affairs" with both married I and single women, and as I am growing very fond of him, I do not want to be cast aside. QUI VIVE. If this man has the habit of en joying, sentimental affairs which ! stop just this side both of real love ! and of responsibility—you are. of I course, running a definite risk in. | having a friendship with him. But if you care for him enough to run this risk, the outcome will depend largely on your personal qualities, and mere' advice can't be of help to you. I beg you, however, to keep j a firm hold of your emotions. Senor Garza Named Minister to Denmark Mexico City, July 26.— Jose M. de 1 la Garza, a former president of the , municipality of Mexico City, has • been named by President Carranza J Minister to Denmark, his duties also ' extending to Norway and Sweden. , Senor Garza will reside in Qopcn i hagen. 5
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