" When a Girl Marries" By ANN LISLE A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problem of a Girl Wife CHAPTER CCLXIL (Copyright, 1919, King Feature Syn dicate, Inc.) The license to drive my little car came the day after my luncheon with Dick West and Tom Mason. It seemed an official climax to a pleasant series of triumphs. As once I decided to go for the car. practice driving for an hour or so, and when I was limber and selt'- confident, to surprise Jim by call ing for him at his office to motor him up the road for dinner. I was in particularly happy mood because of the unforgettable words Jim said to me when I reported the meeting with Dick West and Tom. "Anne, you're the wonder of the world. First you put Evvy and Val in their neat little places. Then you win Lane's confidence. And now you have such confidence in my gill and such poise that you are able to handle Tom —who, if 1 mistake not, used to give you a lot of trouble. I've never seen a lilac lady flower ; nto a charming, clever woman be fore. But, by Heck, it's a pretty sight!" So when I drove neatly through the city's traffic and parked my car only six inches from the curbstone. 1 felt at once an approved chauf feuse and a successful wife. Up to Jim's ortice I hurried in such glad some mood that I hardly blamed Fate for playing a little joke on me and meting out to me the mes sage that my boy was out for the rest of the afternoon. Long, disappointed hours ot' lovely daylight stretched ahead and I felt peevish and balked for a minute. Then 1 had an inspiration. Xeal's office is in the same build ing. Why shouldn't I call for my brother and take him for a ride? Perhaps this was just my chance to- have a real chat with Xeal. Out in the cosy intimacy of the country roads we would be free from inter ruption. and the whole influence of the out-of-doors would be to bring us close and to make us simple and honest with each other. I sped to Xeal's office. I found him 'phoning, dictating and flutter ing through a card-catalogue sys tem all at once, with a nerve wracking air of business. A smil ing nod of welcome, a sentence or two in conclusion, a nod of dismissal to the stenographer and then I had Xeal to myself. I gave him a hug that was most unsuited to the office environment, and then I proferred my invitation: "Come for a ride, lad—will you?" - asked. "You're second choice, I confess —but I'm almost blessing the Fate that took Jim out this afternoon if it gives me a visit with my brother." "Babbsie, you're a temptress:" laughed Xeal. "And how cleverly you forestall having me ask how you dare think I'll be a traitor to work and go when Jim wouldn't. But I can't make it. old girl. I've 'FACE DISFIGUREDI WITHjW Also On Neck, Were Very Hard. Could Not Cuticura Heals. "I saw small red spots on my face that were pimples, and my face and neck were full after a couple of days. The pimples were very hard, and I could not sleep at all. My face was very disfigured. "I saw an advertisement for Cuti cura and sent for a free sample. I bought more, and I used three cakes of Soap and two boxes of Ointment when I was healed." (Signed) Misa Mary Sosso, 541 Paulson Ave., Pittsburgh, Pa., March 17, 1919. Cuticura Socp daily and Cuticura Oin'ment occasionally, preventpim pl" or other eruptions. They are a - asure to use as is also Cuticura alcum, a fascinating fragrance for perfuming the skin. Saap 25c, Ointment 25 end 50c, Talcum 25c. Sold throughout the world. For sample each free address: "Cuticura Lab oratories. Dept. H. Maiden, Mass." Soap .havea without mug. You Always Pay Less at Lane's v-w-iiHa I SMART APPAREL I T SIX SOUTH FOURTH STREET J ] Frocks of Knitted Silk 1 f Forecast Today the Mode of ] i Tomorrow t I charming new styles in fine £ feminine fashions. Each day new and indi- JL vidual models in women's and misses' dresses are f making their initial appearance. { Tricolette (knitted silk) is the dominant fabric > for Fall. l '■ You Always Pay Less at Lane's FRIDAY EVENING. at least three hours of work ahead J and then I'm thinking of running out to Mason Towers for the week ; end." "Mason Towers," I repeated, hes j itating. That was a full two hours run and 1 couldn't get back in time to dine with Jim if I motored Xeal so far. Then something impelled me to *nkc Xeal anyway. "That's a nice run," I said. "And there's a charming inn near-there. It's only about forty minutes by train, so I'll call up the house and I leave word for Jim to make the j six-thirty or seven and meet me i there. And that gives me plenty | of time to wait while you go home j and pack a bag and then to roll j you comfortably over velvet roads i to your journey's end." In a flurry of determination to carry out this idea. I seized the telephone and called up my maid I Bertha, giving her the message ; that Jim should take the train and ] meet me at the Clover-leaf Inn. Bertha repeated all the directions I after me clearly and understand ingly, so I had no doubt that Jim I would appear on the scene some time between seven and ght. Delighted with my plans, and j never foreseeing how differently they ! would work out. I turned to Xeal | with an impish grin: j "Xow do you think you can fool I your pursuing vlllainess of a sis ter?" "I do not," replied Xeal, adding j with startling unselfconsciousness, i "I never was much of a hand at es | caping a designing woman. So I ! may as well come—especially as I j can't seem to land a b.i of dope on the place I'm lookipg up." "What is it?" I asked. "Oh. an old place out near Mason | Towers." replied Xeal carelessly. "Come along, Babbs. I'm all ready |to investigate your ability as a j chauffeuse. Come along and I'll i pack my bag in a jiffy." We carried out that schedule, and, while Xeal packed. I made sure of my supply of gasoline. We were off in less than no time. When at last we had slipped over the wide river boulevard and were coursing out across the dusty country road be tween waving fields of grain, Xeal | fished in his pocket, drew something i out and said, with a sudden choke j in his voice: "Could you drive with one hand I for a minute. Babbs? I want the • other." "What do you want of my hand? j To get sentimental and hold.it?" I ■ bantered, but for all that I com ! plied, as I always comply with ■ whatever Xeal asks of me. Xeal caught my hand in his—and sure enough he did hold it tight for a minute; then I felt something cold slip over my finger and Xeal's warm young lips pressed to the place. "I want you to have it, dear. Mother would want you to have it — now," said Xeal huskily. On my hand sparkled the dia mond circlet that had been mother's betrothal ting from dear Father Andrew —tHe ring I feared Xeal was bringing back for Evvy. I stopped . the car there by the fragrant, hedge grown roadside, and, catching Xeal's j hand in the one where the ring i rested. I laid it against my heart. I But words wouldn't come. In that moment we understood j each other—and I know that what ! ever the cost, I couldn't do one j thing to make Xeal break his plight |ed word. I realized that his dear. ■ Quixotic, high ideals were part of ! him, as they had been part of our ! little dead mother. "Thank you. my lad," I managed 1 to murmur, "Thank you." In silence, then, my hand wearing I the sparkling ring that only my . mother and Phoebe had worn be i fore me. we drove on—to Evvy. (To Bo Continued) CHtXF.SE WISDOM Banker Earl C. Dodge, of Boston, who has lived some years In China. I said in an afternoon speech: "Anybody who doubts the wisdom i of the Chinese should read their pro- I verbs. The Chinese have a book of j 10,000 proverbs, and they're all as | wise and true as the first line in the j volume, which says: | " 'lt is safer to pull a tiger's tail than to call a lady's attention to her I first gray hair."—Detroit Free Press. ! Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1918, International News Service - By McManus ] lt • 'VI - I I HAT AN SQUARE LI PRETTY CObT oOt>T /& J, A , f fIS J f MOW MtJCH WOOLO j VOO KNOW HOW I • MELF hat- HOW PETY fPfel t ™* T H * T * r-v, > I EXWNWV6 lAW J Life's Problems Are Discussed 1 By Mrs. WILSON* WOODROW Are all girls vain and selfish, greedy for admiration and ruthless in their pursuit of it, as well as unscrupulous in their demands on the other sex? That about sums up the opinion of a young man who has apparent ly suffered from "vamps." He writes me: "I think it would be a good idea if you would write one of your valued articles on the girls who are always looking for a man to spend money upon them. "After a fellow has been relieved of all the contents of his pocket book a few times by these 'dear, innocent little darlings' he thinks twice before he spends on them a large part of the weekly salary which he works hard to earn. "The average girl never stops to think what she would do if she were placed in the position of a man. Everything in the way of amusements would cost double the price she has to pay when she goes alone. A girl never has to scratch her head in vain, trying to figure out how she is going to buy a suit, hat and shoes and still have enough left over to take a friend to a show. She doesn't have to go without lunches, as some fellows do, be cause she has a date for some night during the week. "It's rather a hard question to decide, whether your girl likes you or the money you spend on her. "EXPERIEXCE." My sympathies were so stirred by the picture of all those nice boys doing without their lunches to waste in all in one evening taking some girl to a show that I immedi ately began to write an indictment of all selfish, frivolous girls. My pen positively flowed into words of stern admonition —when cold rea son asserted itself. I began to ask myself why the young men endured, even encour aged these sacrifices. I reflected that I would not go without my luncheon one day, not to speak of a whole week, to take anybody anywhere; but then I am not in my twenties, and am probably ma terial-minded. And I also remembered the mournful confidences which a girl breathed into my ear. She said that she had a very good salary and no particular home expenses. Consequently, when a young man invited her to go anywhere with him she always reciprocated within a short time by asking him to go to a play or the movies or some place of amusement with her. Or else she said: "I am earning as much money as you are"—in some cases it was more —"so if we go out together let us go halves on the expenses in volved." She was a girl with a conscience, and she thought that th'.s method was only fair. The results, how ever, were not what she had ex pected. On the contrary, the num ber of her admirers dwindled and her invitations decreased. Of course, hers is one isolated instance; but the fact remains that you can't apply sober, everyday. fiJLRRISBTJRG TELEGRAPH j common sense to youth and ro | niance. Even you, "Experience," who > have written me so bitterly, know i quite well that you would not go without your lunches for a week if that one radiant evening did not | repay you. All the glamor and enchantment I would have evaporated if you and she had decided beforehand just how much you would spend and how little you could manage on and the two of you have solemnly pooled your change before starting. You know perfectly well that for that one evening you wanted to j play the part of the prince. You wanted to forget the workaday • world. You wanted a pretty girl in a pretty frock sitting opposite to you and watching you with admira tion as you paid the bill and tipped I the waiter. You wanted for that one colorful evening to feel rich • and generoua and romantic; and in ! spite of youryjiresent cynicism you [ will probably be actuated by the I same impulse again. i This dosen't excuse selfish, un ; appreciative mercenary girls. But | it seems to me that the young men have the game in their own hands. 1 They could unite to give the girls I the cold shoulder. They could re fuse to invite them anywhere, and instead bestow their attentions on I their less exacting and more no | glected sisters. Think of all the ; appreciation and gratitude they would garner, j But if you will continue to try } to gain the interest of the girl that j all the other young men of your | acquaintance are pursuing, why, ! then, you must accept the terms of ! the competition. Advice to the Lovelorn TOLD A WHITE LIE i Dear Miss Fairfax: About a year and a half ago I ' met an officer in the navy who has | been to see me every time his ship j docked in New York. The last time he was in he wanted to see me a certain evening, but as I was going to a party with another young man I told him I had another engagement for that evening with my mother (a white lie.) We parted the best of friends as far as I can remember. Instead of his ship coming in at New York as it usually does, it went to Boston. He has been in Boston for about a week and a half and I I have not heard from him. Do you think I ought to write to him and .find out the'reason why he has not written to me? I like this young man very much and feel hurt that I do not hear from him. P. G. D. It will be quite proper for you to write to the young officer a jolly let ter saying you were sorry his ship did not dock in New York, as usual, and you Will be glad to see him. Personally I do not think the white lie had anything to do with his non j appearance, as he is probably in I ignorance of your peccadillo. QUESTION OF JEALOUSY ! Dear Miss Fairfax: ! Through business I met a young ' man and we became friends. He extended numerous invitations to me which I accepted. Suddenly and without apparent reason there seem ed to be a misunderstanding. It so happened that I had an opportunity to better myself in business, and I accepted it. I had decided to try and find the cause of the trouble, and after a plain talk with him dis covered it to be jealousy on his part. After all explanations he said every thing was cleared up. But it seem ed to me that he was not yet con vinced he had no cause to be jealous. Now, Miss Fairfax, I have learned to love this man dearly. Is there any way of getting v touch with him without cheapening myself in his eyes? He has my address, but I have never heard from him. I will appreciate any advice you may have to give. G. C. F. Apart from the assumption on your part that nothing is the mat ter, and you are as good friends as ever, it is difficult to offer a sug gestion. Young men frequently in dulge in fits of pique of this kind, I and one has to let these little ' tantrums wear themselves out before I getting back on the old friendly foot- I ing. As he is evidently harboring | some sort of grievance, I think that j without loss of dignity you might ] write him a letter and ask him to I come to see you. lIHAIR ON FACE DISAPPEARS QUICK The moat effective, convenient and harmleaa wjr to remove hair la with DeMlracle, the original sanitary liquid. It acta quickly with certainty and abaolute aafe ty. Ileaulta front Ita una are Im mediate nnd lasting. Only gennlhe DeMlracle, the original aaallnry liquid, haa a money-back guarantee In each package. At toilet eouatera In OOe, It and $2 ulrca, or by mall from II In plain wrapper on re ceipt of price. FREES book mailed In plain acaled envelope on reqneat. De- Mlraelr, 120 th St. nnd Park Ave. New York. i Little Talks by Beatrice Fairfax Sometimes a fairy story actually happens in real life and is worth telling about if only to prove that pessimists are not right all the time, i "Be good and you'll be lonesome," ! as a famous humorist once said i jocularly. Since which time, people ! with no humor at all, but with a \ strong bias toward the line of least j resistance, have quoted him and gone their wabbling pace rejoicing. About eighteen months ago we had some discussion in this column on the "Be good and you'll be lone some" theory, and scores of girls took part in t!| • discussion. Some of their letters were too confidential to print, but they brought out a good many pitiful stories of girls going back to hall bedrooms at night, after long bleak days in shops and offices, and never a friendly voice 1 to greet them. Among these letters, I got one from a girl asking me if I thought it worth lier while to continue some French lessons that were being l given to her without cost. I urged I her to continue, especially as the I lessons were no expense. And final- I ly the story of the free French les sons came out through another girl living in the same house. "If I'd only been smart enough to be less selfish," this second girl wrote, "I might have been getting i free French lessons, too." And this was the tale. Both girls i were telephone operators, and lived in a dreary lodging house that con ferred "the privilege" of light house keeping. And light it must have been, practically featherweight, to judge by my correspondent's ac count. The girls were all in shops and offices, and they used to make coffee or some hot drink for themselves on ! the gas stove in the kitchen every i morning before they went to work, and that is about, what the "privi lege" consisted of. Among the lodgers was an old French lady who became ill and was unable to make her morning j coffee for several days. Now, the i situation of the old French lady was j nobody's business in particular. | "They," the rest of the lodgers, sup posed the landlady looked after her and they went their several ways. That is, all but one girl; she took the old French lady a cup of coffee every morning and went to her room when she returned at night to in quire if she could do anything for her. Offered to Tench Her French Finally the old lady got bettei. and feeling kindly toward the young ! girl offered to give her French les- j sons. The girl took a few. but did ; not find French particularly inter esting. Being young she very naturally wanted to go out to the movies and other places of amuse ment during the evenings. At this stage of her indecision she wrote to me and I urged her to keep on with the French, even if she had to miss a little fun now and then. So she kept on and finally began to take an interest in the language, particularly as the papers were full of French names and battles, and it interested her to try to pronounce 'hem correctly. Daily Dot Puzzle io .1 * 9 •• • ! 13 8 | 12 • * t 15 .14 |6 . i I* 17 n . 21 22. 18. • • 2. 23 ® * * 19'.Z0 . 3 7 28. * • 29. . 5o 21 A *" 4- - 9i * : '. 39 32 H ,4o • , 37 4i 35* • 38 41 '".45 So 51 ; • 9 •44 45. * I. 7 49 4, S3 to" * " ." • 5*7 5b 52 ! 58 3 • I Draw from one to two and so on to the end- At this time, there was some talk , of sending telephone operators who I knew French "over there." With a j six months' half-hearted start in the language, the girl now began to study in earnest. On the street cars, j early in the morning, late at night she plugged away at her grammar, and every evening there was the old lady on hand to correct her pronun ciation and inspire her afresh. At the end of six months' hard study, or a year in all, she was able to take the examination that secured for her the coveted overseas job. i She did very well in France and, I being intelligent, she improved her ' French and did not let the situation ' run away with her head—this highly I valuable quality in a business woman I was duly taken not of by important people. A Broader Outlook on Life And by the time she was ready to come home last January this girl had evolved to the point where she determined to make something of herself. In addition to her French, she had picked up quite a little I Spanish from a South American girl ] with whom she lodged, and the j rooming house where they had had ! the "privilege" of making coffee on I the gas range was miles behind. A few weeks ago 1 had another letter from this girl, who now pro poses to go to South America for I an American business concern at a > salary of $2,31)0 a year. And there) seems to be other delightful pros- | pects in view for Cinderella, who was not too busy or too tired or too selfish to make a cup of coffee for | a poor, friendless old woman who | turned out to be a fairy godmother j in disguise. So if you are lonely | don't make it any worse by feeling ! hopeless as well. Perhaps your i fairy godmother is just around* the j corner, or she may be beside you in* the street car on your way home. And some little unimportant act of kindness will bring her fairylike qualities to the surface. Xot that I wish to be understood us saying: "Be kind to people for the possible good that may come back to you." Nothing could be more contempt ible than such a scheme and noth ing would be more apt to meet with I signal failure as a scheme that in- | eluded apparent friendliness and j generosity as part of a selfish mis sion. But if you are young and desper- I ately lonesome and making your i way in a strange city, things hui;t less if you cultivate a little unsel- j fishness. In the long run one gets! just about what he has put into it ! and if one puis in selfishness and i lets it accumulate, by a system of i compound interest, he does not get ! back much more than the sordid side of people and things. Take the case we have just been — ar 1 1 T.- STECKLEY'S j SPECIAL 15 DAY SALE ; OF DISTINCTIVE FOOTWEAR j V j:) Th s sale is different—it differs \ H in magnitude and in the char \ K acter of the merchandise. IrH n a store clearing event in which un / usual values in shoes, distinctive in quality and A style prevail. C Only the regular Steckley Stock is of- Vt a. fered. The assortments are so large and IWV A. - complete you will not be disappointed in JK \ finding the style and grade you prefer. L \ LADIES' SHOES, OXFORDS, PUMPS SHOES FOR SUMMER, FALL, WINTER Notwithstanding the very large pa tronage we are careful to give our usual \ good attention and to fit you with shoes fejh J that will give you the maximum of ser- >. vice and comfort. MEN'S HIGH AND LOW SHOES Black—White—Tan—Mahogany. SHOES FOR MEN, WOMEN AND CHILDREN ALL SIZES—ALL WIDTHS We bought in advance of the recent rise in prices and are giving yoi| the benefit of this saving—plus the big reductions that make this sale nota ble for exceptional low prices. STECKLEY'S 1220 N. Third Street 1 Near Broad It AUGUST 1, 1919. talking about, of all tlie young peo- j things. It is a safe rule to make use pie in that wretchedly dreary lodg- j of any stone that is labelled "knowl ing house there was just one who : edge." You can't slip if you take had time to stop and consider the j that and you won't be far out of your plight of an utterly friendless old i calculations if you take one marked woman. Avl the girl who took the ' "kindness," "unselfishness" or time to do that is the sole instance | "neighborltness." of success among a group of young : But. alas, most of us pick out tho people. | stone marked "ease," "self-indul- Perhaps none of them will get i gencc" and the lines of least resist very far, perhaps if those French anee and then we blame something lessons had been offered to them we call "fate." There isn't any such they would not have thought them I thing as fate. Don't believe in it for worth while. For success consists | a moment. Omar, the tent maker, largely in recognizing the stone that was right when he sang thousands o" will help you climb up the steep j years ago, "I myself am heaven and wall that keeps you from better! hell." PuDDINE ALWAYS TURNS OUTRIGHT. 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