" 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
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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
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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.
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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.
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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
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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."
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