fIJPj Rcadiivj the same look of probing Jim was fixing on him. Then, as if the words were wrenched from him, Neal exclaimed aggressively: "If you've hurt Babbsie again, Jim—if your being here like this means any unhappiness for my sister —you sha'n't get away with it. I promise you that!" Jim actually grinned. He ad vanced with quick stride, grabbed Neal's astonished hand and began pumping it up and down. "You're all right, youngster!" he cried. "Some brother—some sport! If you're worried about Anne, turn , and take a slant at her. Does she loog as if I'd hurt her—as if she doubted me?" Neal—his hand still gripped by • Jim's—turned, almost incredulous ly: • "It doesn't feaze you—finding Jim here like this—with her?" he said jerkily, avoiding Evvy's name. I gathered myself to meet Jim's every expectation as I replied: "It's Evvy who seems to have been feazed. She's said—and made it clear, too—that she doesn't want to see any of us again—ever. She: didn'try try to saveyour pride, Neal. She didn't seem to have much of her own to save." , "We'ce all been dismissed —(o- --• gether," said Jim dryly. "Shall we clear out, Anne? Will you drive us back to town?" Then, too boldly, I feared, he picked up the discarded ring and stood studying it. "Neal. old chap, what Evvy Ma- j Lift off Corns! Doesn't hurt a bit and Freezone , costs only a few cents. ■ With,your fingers! You can lift oft any hard corn, soft corn, or corn * between the toes, and the hard skin ! callouses from bottom of feet. A tiny bottle of "Freezone" costs j little at any drug store; apply a few drops upon the corn or callous. In stantly it stops hurting, then short ly you lift that bothersome corn or callous right off, root and all, with out one bit of pain or soreness. Truly!' No humbug! i| *'* | ! Summer Dresses I I S | Dry Cleaned 1 y . | It doesn't take long for dainty [ i dresses to become soiled but it re quires care in cleaning them and | moreover it requires skill to do it right. | Our successful modern method of dry cleaning leaves the daintiest | dress like new, clean and fresh, , | without a trace of odor. | ' SEND FOR US AT ONCE jj Promptness a Specialty | I FINKELSTEIN | | CLEANER AND bYER ill] Three Stores Both Phones | HARRISBURG—STEELTON g V S_X> KX W K W X _ X _x_vj MONDAY EVENING, son thinks of us is pretty clear from what she said to use when she got through with us. And she's through, all right. But I'll bet we never do much talking on that score. I'm : darn glad Evvy has marched her ■ self out of our lives. Shall we be • starting along?" He hold out the ring as he spoke. But Neal, his face matching his ! hair, stammered: "Would you just give it to Babbs to keep for me?" 1 took the ring ana slipped it into the inner compartment of my bag. ' That made two diamond rings I had ' received from Neal in one after; noon. But 1 was pretty sure that one of these rings was only mine in 1 trust. "Say, Anne, do you want to drive , us over to the old Harrison place before we go home?" Jim asked as we made ready to leave after giv ing, by tacit consent, a decent margin of time for Evvy to come back and establish whatever rela tions she wished with us. 1 noticed a glint in Neal's eyes when Jim said that. And as we roamed over the tangled but lovely old grounds together a few min utes later Neal drew Jim aside and murmured a few sentences to him. They seemed to re-establish from Neal's angle the same cordial rela tions which Jim had shown every j evidence of feeling from the mo | ment Neal had cried out his anx i iety for my happiness. We spent so much time on the Harrison place that 7 o'clock caught | us unawares and hungry and we had |to stop at an inn for dinner. Mas- I culino poise and calmness stood us | in such good stead that we ate in good-natured commonplace fellow ship, as if nothing unusual hud happened. And we motored Neal home and bade him good-night on the same unstressed note. "See you for dinner to-morrow," announced Jim as parting, and Neal agreed. Jim's first words when we were once alone in our own apartment , were pitched in a far different key, I however. I "Anne," he cried, seizing my | shoulders in firm hands and liold j ing me off at arms length. "Have you stopped caring for me?" "Have I stopped caring?" I began I already to protest, and then the j quizzled gleam that had come again [ to Jim's eyes arrested my attention j and made me change my tune and j j tone. "Of course. Sir James, it would flatter your masculine vanity J for me to swoop down on you with | a query as to what you were doing | alone with that woman. But I re main calm. Is it a disappointing i calm. Sir James?" " 'Tis —and 'taint!" laughed Jim. | i "But, of course, if you haven't the • least curiosity I won't bore you with I my story." j "Oh, Jim!" burst from me in d tone of complete betrayal. And then Jim told me—part of J it —as much as a man who isn't a I cad could tell. I filled in the rest. I "I've been making money—fist fuls, Lilac Lady. And I thought J the old Harrison place ought too come back to us. I've had Neal on 1 the trail of the present .owners and j their price. Thought it would lie easy for him to get his linger on | the Sturges Construction Com- | pany. But it isn't listed with them, : i and he can't pussy-foot a bit of j , knowledge for me. Well, to-day ! 1 went 'out there by train to take ! a look. And as I was hoofing it j from the station, where the one j hack and half a taxi were work- j j ing for other folks when I wanted j i them, I met Evvy." "And went to Mason Towers with I her in pursuit of the policy you've ! been following for weeks," I haz- ' j arded in a breathless rush. "You've | I been trying to make her realize j that she couldn't go through with | it and marry Neal—just to spite i Phoebe and you and me and to be | revenged on you for jiltjng her—by I making your little sister suffer, j After all my failures you've saved i i Neal from his own stubborn ideas Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1918, International News Service - By McManus I MAR.Y- Ti\WE. THi-b CW?PET " T (HI I'LL JUbT ROLL MY T jl I I'M NOT CARR-f || J 1 ft . T, ft,.• ,y ,, foj. > H (A DOWNSTWRbANO POTITIN gP SELF UP IN THI* AN* A =5 ALU THE I I „ ' ,V ; N of honor. And Phoebe needn't be ; miserable. And all because you ! found the one way to make Evvy let Neal go—by forcing her to see that she couldn't marry Neal — i when she still cares for* you!" I concluded daringly, triumphantly. Then I added suddenly, swept into realization of what its recov- j cry meant: "The eld Harrison place! Oh, Jim, my Jiinmie!" To Be Continued. Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX SHALL SIIE CITRIi lIER HAIR? Dear Miss Fairfax: It's a rather peculiar question which I want you to settle, but after careful reflection, I have decided that you can answer it best. Is it wicked and worldly to curl one's hair? My mother says it is false vanity which prompts me to do it. 1 haven't much hair, and if not curled, it hangs in stringe and never looks nice. 1 surely do not want to be wicked and am too young to be worldly. VEGA. My dear girl, if you never do any thing worse than curl your hair you will be a very saintly young person. I suppose your mother does not like the idea of a girl's improving her* ] appearance by anything that is not j absolutely natural. But a little innocent hair curling hardly comes under this head; try to persuade her to let you arrange your hair be comingly. THIRTY YEARS ODDER Dear Miss Fairfax: I lam seventeen, attend High School. While riding in the subway recently I was given a seat by a gentleman who started a conversation with me. We have become firm friends, friendship has ripened into love and he has since given me a very valuable diamond ring. My friends, however, disapprove of him as he is thirty years my senior. As I am alone in the world, with no relative to guide | me, I should appreciate your advice ,in the matter. Do you think he is I sincere? G. B. j The difference you mention in your ages is so great as to make the idea lof happiness extremely risky. I j should not be too eager to marry this l middle-aged man who has given you | the very valuable diamond ring and j I should be guided by the advice of i my friends in receiving attention from i him. You should proceed very j cautiously in t.iis affair. i DAILY HINT ON FASHIONS j fif i' w A SIMPLE NIGHT DRESS 2648—This is a good style foi cambric, muslin, lawn, batiste, nain sook dimity, crossbar muslin, satin or silk. ' The pattern is cut in 4 sizes. Small, 32-34; medium, 36-38; large 40-42 and extra large, 44-46 inches buist measure. Size medium will re terial 4 yar Tv2| 12. * '8 , 4o k" in" ' 9 . . I 7 'ii -> YX ,6. 15 4i ! .lb . | !? H ! • 4 * kkc 49- ' j ! 61 MS 7f <>--r - ' Draw from one to two and so on I to ihe end. AUGUST 4, 1919 ANOTHER "DRY" VOTE " 'A burnt child dreads the fire," an nounced the teacher during the les son in proverbs. 'Now, give me a sen tence different in wording, but mean ing the samq thing." ' A grimy hand shot up fro'm the back of the class. "Please, teacher," came a small voice, "a washed child dreads the water."—Blighty (London.) STECKLEY'S SPECIAL 15 DAY SALE OF DISTINCTIVE FOOTWEAR The quality of the merchandise makes this sale of more than ordinary importance. p Ste|tkle\ r shoes, exclus \ I'll ively-'are included in the \ r.i selling - which is a big store I clearing event. We bought A**. the goods when the whole j sale prices were much ' ower * n man y i n " j -> stances the reductions are near the cost price. These generous price concessions make this an unusual opportu nity to forestall higher prices predicted in the shoe J market later in the season. vf/ * SHOE THE FAMILY While Prices Are Down High and Low Shoes For Men, Women, Children All Sizes, All Widths STECKLEY'S 1220 N. Third Street , Near Ilrond - • - --- —— . DESCRIPTIVE POWER "Now," asked a teacher, "who can tell me what an oyster is?" Thera was silence for a moment. Then little Billy raised his hand. "I know!" he triumphantly announced. "An oyster is a fish built like a nut!" 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