Harrisburg telegraph. (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, September 30, 1919, Page 7, Image 7

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    " When a Girl Marries"
By ANN LISLE]
A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problem of a Girl Wife
Copyright, 1919, Sfar Feature Syn
dicate, Inc.
CHAPTER CCCXII.
There was one moment of brava
do as Daisy Condon stood facing me
across the bright spaces of my room.
Then she crumpled and stood with
bowed head, abject and pitiful. And
in the palm of the hand she held
toward me my pearl ring.
So she was a thief after all. Kate's
little sister was a thief. I'd been
right all along. There was my ring.
My beautiful ring How I hated
it!
Standing in the thick, damp sil
ence I couldn't break, that was the
one outstanding thought in thfe tur
moil of my mind.
"I hate my ring. I hate my ring.
See what it's done. See what it's
made of Kate's little sister."
I found myself staring at the lus
trous pearl, unable to speak, un
able to do anything at the moment
or to decide what I must presently
do. The little enamel clock on my
dressing table ticked loudly. The
sound of Hedwig's footsteps as she
shuffled up the hall rapsed on my
cars like the scrape of a giant emery
hoard. Then I heard some on#
clearing her throat gratingb* and
Daisy's voice creaked out:
"Won't you ever say anything?
Please—please send for the police
and get it over with. I can stand |
that. What I cant' stand is this—j
facing you and knowing what I am I
and what you think of me. I don't j
deserve any mercy, but show me
some anyway. Send for the police
and get it over."
"I'm not going to send for the
police."
My voice was low. It seemed to
come from far away. I wondered
for a second if I'd actually said this
or if I'd only thought it. Then I
heard Daisy repeating in an incred
ulous shriek:
"You're not going to send for the
police? You're not going— But you
must! Don't you see you must?,
I'm a thief. I have to be sent to
prison."
"Don't say that," I gasped, sink
ing down in the nearest chair and
covering my face with a shaking
hand. "Don't say that. Kate's sis
ter—"
"Leave Kate out of this," Daisy
'broke in passionately. "She doesn't
belong in it. I'm glad she's—gone
and doesn't have to hear the shame
of being my sister. This is between
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"TUESDAY EVENING,
' you and me and—the police. Won't
1 you send for them now and end
this?"
As she spoke, Daisy came and laid
the ring on the orchid negligee I
had flung over the arm of my chair.
Then she backed away witha quick
jerk and flattened herself against
the wall, and her voice jumped out
in little staccato bits.
"I didn't dream I would ever be a
thief. But I am. I hated you, And
I wanted the ring. So I took it—
the way you were taking Carl. I
guess that's how I reasoned. Well,
it's over now. I don't blame you
for not wanting to touch me and
take the ring out of my hand. Or
for not speaking to me. I'll be glad
to go to prison, so you needn't mind
putting me there. I won't be as
bad as lying awake nights and
thinking about it and waking up
and going through the days. I put
a package there on the couch when
I first came in. It's the dress you
gave me. Please—oh, please—send
for the police and tell them you
have the thief—."
"I'll do nothing of the kind!" My
voice sounded amazingly brusque
as I broke in vigorously.
"You won't do that and get it
over? I can't bear any more!"
Daisy crumpled back against the
wall and covered her face with
shaking hands. Sobs shook her.
She cowered away when I laid my
hands on her shoulders.
"You're not a thief, Daisy," I said
feeling my way slowly. "You
stopped being a thief the minute
you walked in here and returned
the ring. A thief wouldn't do that.
No one had discovered you. The
real You simply couldn't do the
thing the other You had tried to do. |
You and I are the only ones who
know about that other You. And
we can keep our secret."
Daisy's arms dropped to her side.
She stood staring at me incredu
lously for a moment, and then she
laid lier fingers timidly on a fold of
my sleeve.
"No," she said. "No. It isn't
right. I don't deserve it. It isn't
possible. No one could be so kind
You must make me pay. You can't
let a thief off."
"Daisy!" I cried, shaking her
drooping shoulders vigorously. "Stop
calling yourself a thief. You've met
temptation and you've overcome it.
And all the rest of your life, you'll
fight down your temptations before
they threaten to destroy you. You
owe this to me —as a debt of honor,
now. And I think that's all we have
to say to each other."
The tears were running down
Daisy's ashen cheeks. Her face
was working piteously so that she
had to struggle to steady her mouth
to form words:
"You can't mean it! How can
you let me off? How can you let
mo stay on at Mr. Mason's? How
can you touch me?"
"Daisy," I said quietly, "One
greater than I said the words long
ago: 'Neither do I condemn thee.
Go thou and sin no more.' Both of
us know that never again so long
as she lives will Kate Condon's little
sister touch what hers. And
we'll lock this story up in our hearts
and be the better friends for shar
ing it. You were brave enough to
come to me and offer to pay. I
think that deliberate act of courage
makes up for the moment when you
yielded. You've known all along
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you'd have to come to me. I've
known too. And you came. We
must both be deeply happy for
that."
"You've known all along?" gasped
Daisy. "And you've waited and
hoped—l know you've hoped. Oh,
how can I ever repay you? How
can I? If it's my life and you want
it say so"
"Hush!" I cried. "I hear Jim —
that's his key In the lock. Come,
I'll hurry you out the back way.
This is our secret, always and for
ever!"
Seizing her almost roughly, I
hurried Daisy down the hall and
through the kitchen and so to the
back elevator. Hushing her storm
of praise and prayer and thanks, I
hurried back to my room.
There stood Jim holding in one
hand my orchid negligee, in the
other my pearl ring.
To He Continued
Scientific Discussions
by Garrett P. Serviss
The chances are that you never
heard of Joseph Barrell, now that he
he Is dead American geologists,
who knew him and knew how to val
ue him, have set up his memory as
on a pedestal Inscribed with words of
high honor.
The ordinary man, who is no geol
ogist or paleontologist, hut who may
be a person curious about his an
cestry, will certainly feel an interest
in Joseph Barrell, on account of the
singular picture of the first man, the
Adam of geological Genesis, that he
hung in the wonder-gallery of the sci
entific imagination.
It is a picture "that tells a story,"
or, rather, It Is the product of a story
which begins very far back in time,
and Is concerned at first with crea
tures bearing no resemblance to him
whom Eve so admiringly accented for
husband and master:
"O soul in whom my thoughts find all
repose,
My glory, my perfection, glad I see
Thy face."
It is a strange story of evolution
controlled or guided by changes of
climate, an epochal drying up of the
earth. If you would understand Jo
seph Barren's picture of the earliest
man and his surroundings begin, if
you please, with a fish. Barrell be
lieved that the race of fishes took
origin in fresh water and migrated
from the land to the sea under the
stress of increasing aridity—in a
word, too much dryness.
Now, it is important to remember
that the fishes are in our line. They
were the Introducers of the reign of
the vertebrates, and geologically
."peaking, they brought it on sudden
ly. So the story of the fishes is, in a
broad sense, our otvn story. They pre
ceded the cavo man by aeons, but
they started the backbone for him.
Then another step. The primary
fishes, water-breathers, or breathers
in water, using air bladders, under
ihe same kind of stress, i. e., of in
creasingly arid conditions, developed
mother most important organ, which
man was to find indispensable, viz.,
tlie lung. So all the fishes did not mi
grate to the sea, but only those which
were unable to develop lungs.
And out of those that remained in
a land environment sprang the am
phibians, i. c., animals capable of
iiving in both air and water.
The next step in the story is a
broad jump-—all the way from am
phibian to man. And, having taken
The Dessert That
Saved Betty's Party
"Betty wants me to give a party
for her on her sixth birthday next
week," sighed Mrs. Ford, "and I just
dread to think about it."
"I know just how you feel," sympa
thized her neighbor.
"It. is so hard," she continued, "to
know what to have for refreshments
won't hurt them. Custards are
no treat for them, my cornstarch pud
dings are always thin and lumpy, and
ice cream is so expensive."
"Have you thought about having
Puddine?" questioned her neighbor.
"My children love it, and it's so pure
and wholesome."
"What is Puddine?"
"It makes a wonderful creamy
mold of dessert. Costs 15c a box, and
one box of Puddine serves 15 peore.
"Is it hard to make?"
"That's the nice part about Pud
dine," replied her neighbor, enthusi
astically. "It always turns out right,
and it is not a bit of trouble to make.
All you need do is to add milk, either
fresh or condensed, and sugar, and
boil for three minutes. Pour it into
a mold and after it has cooled, you
have a firm, smooth mold of delicious
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orange, lemon in fact, whatever
you like best, for Puddine comes in
a number of flavors."
"I've a mind to try it, and let
Betty have her party after all, said
Mrs. Ford.
"As a matter of fact," suggested
her friend," you could have some
homemade ice cream. Puddine makes
ice cream as smooth as velvet. And
not only that, but for cakes and pies,
Puddine makes a wonderful filling."
Some time later the two friends
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up," exclaimed Mrs. Ford. "Puddine !
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IHARRISBURG TELEGRAPH
THE LOVE GAMBLER
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
[Copyright, 1919, Star Company] j
CHAPTER DXIII.
Samuel was seated in his
private office that morning when liisj
daughter entered. He raised his i
brows questloningly as she followed j
the clerk who announced lier.
"I understood you were alone.
Dad," she began as soon as the door
had closed behind her.
"I hoped you were resting, my|
dear," her parent said, kissing her.
"1 hardly expected a call from you
down here. How did you come?"
"In the subway."
"It must have been something im
portant to make you come in that
way," he teased. "Do you want
some money?"
She shook her head smilingly.
"No, sir, I came to tell you I have
followed your instructions and have
questioned Annie about Norah—and
Smith."
"Yes? But you could have told
me that to-night."
"Perhaps so," the girl hurried on,
"but Annie proved so plainlv that
Smith was innocent that T thought
you should know about it. This is
what she told me."
Then, as nearly as possible, word
for word, she repeated her queries
and her maid's answers. Deighton
listened gravely, nodding from time
to time.
"Well," he said, when she had
finished, "as the girl had no object
in exaggerating, we must believe
her. It is plain that Norah had a
grudge against Smith."
"Because he was not the kind she
t nought he Wcis, Dad," Desiree in
sisted. "I know this because I saw
that letter she wrote him—as vou
may remember."
Then, although her breath came
fast, she explained how she had read
the paper which she thought at first
her father had dropped.
Desiree Is Confused
Samuel Deighton shrugged his
shoulders. "It is evident that th
fellow s good looks caused Norah
to make a fool of herself, that's all
My respect for Smith increases
when T find that he did not encour
age her. Still, that is no concern of
ours. All we care to learn is that
the pendant is safe and that it was
not stolen. Do you suppose Smith
guesses that we suspected him?"
"Why, yes sir—of course he knew
it from my surprise when I found
, n , I . y J? rO /l erty last n, ht'" she asserted
illogically.
fWhat did he say?"
don't just remember—onlv
that It was all right or something
of that sort when I told him that—
when I tried to explain to him"
She stopped confused when she re
membered how much moved she had
been.
I am afraid," she added lamelv
that I was so excited that I said
something foolish—perhaps— I mean
I did not explain"—
"Of course, you did not," her
father interposed kindly. "Nor was
it your place to do so. I will send
for Smith and make it right with
him."
Desiree started uptown in a per
it, we are confronted by the figure
of our first ancestor, not with "hya
cinthine locks," lying under the trees
of Paradise, in the cool of the eve
ning, hand in hand with his fair mate,
but "a powerful, terrestial, bi-pedal
primate, largely carnivorous in habit,"
transformed from an arboreal, fruit
eating ape. Then the picture changes
and we see this beast-like man,
"banding together with others of his
kind in the struggle for existence,
and by that means achieving success
in chase and war." The scene, be it
remarked, is laid in Asia, the mighti
est of the continents, which nearly all
speculators on this subject have se
lected for the place of man's origin.
We seem now to have got a long
way from the fish, with his first back
-1 one and his air-bladder changed in
to the first lung; but a single stroke,
descriptive of the cause of the trans
formation from ape to man in the
dwindling forests of Asia, brings us
back to the starting point; "The grad
ual elimination, first, of the food of
the forests, lastly of the refuge of
the trees through increasing semi
aridity. would have been a compelling
cause, as mandatory as the semi
aridity which compelled the emer
gence of vertebrates from the waters,
transforming fish into amphibians."
Rabbits Plentiful,
Sportsmen Declare
Stinbury, Pa., Sept. 30.—North
umberland Couny sportsmen, who
have been engaged in training their
dogs in nearby woods report rabbits
more numerous this seakon than
during the past several years.
This is caused, it is believed, be
cause the summer season has been
ideal for breeding, and as a conse
quence there are thousands of young
cottontails.
Paul D. Bailey Begins
Suit For Divorce
Sunbury, Pa., Sept. 30.—Paul D.
Bailey, acquitted of the murder of
George W. Sassaman, his next door
neighbor, who he shot and killed on
May 29, last for alleged too close
attention to Bailey's wife, has start
ed suit for an absolute divorce, on
statutory charges.
turbed state of mind. She was so
agitated by what had occurred that
she wished there was some further
action that she could take. Her trip
to her father's office had been made
because she could not rest until she
had heard his assertion that he be
lieved in Smith's innocence. Now
she longed to get the chauffeur right
in the eyes of all concerned.
Suddenly she remembered Mr.
Perry, the jeweler. In her over
sensitive state she felt she must in
form him that the missing property
was safe, thus further exonerating
Smith. Stopping at the Fifth ave
nue shop, she went into the rear of
the store where Mr. Perry's office
was.
He rose at sight of her and came
forward. She greeted him eagerly.
"Good morning, Mr. Perry, I just
stopped in to tell you that my pend
ant has been found. I will bring
or send it and the chain down to
morrow to make sure the stones and
catch are secure."
The man looked surprised. "It
has been found, lias it. Miss Deigh
ton? I congratulate you. How did
you happen to locate it?"
"It had been misplaced by my
maid." Desiree replied. "So, you
see. I was quite right in insisting
that it had not been stolen."
"Ah, yes—I see. But how did the
box happen to be all tied up, yet
empty?"
An Intimated Rebuke
"Oh, it was a foolish mistake,"
the owner of the pendant evadad.
"And, by the way, I think it might
serve as a lesson to some of us not
to be too ready to suspect others of
dishonesty, of which they are quite
incapable."
Mr. Perry flushed, but tried to
laugh.
"My dear Miss Deighton," he pro
tested. "If you saw as much dis
honesty as we do"—
"I am glad I do not," she
rupted. Then, repentant of her
brusqueness, she smiled.
"I just happened to be passing, so
stopped in to tell you about the
matter," she said lightly. "You were
very kind to take so much interest
in my property."
"Not at all," the man demurred.
"The pendant is very valuab'e—a
wonderfully beautiful article. Your
father showed it to me just after
it came into your possession. It
was an heirloom, if T am not mis
taken?"
"It was left me by a friend," she
said briefly. "Good morning!"
She had done all she could to
clear Smith's name of suspicion.
She had hoped that after doing this
she would feel at peace.
Yet now, as she went uptown, she
was wishing that she could do
something more for him. She had
not sent for the car this morning, as
she felt bashful at meeting him after
what had happened last night. Her
father had said he was going to send
for Smith to come to his office. That
being the case, she would better not
order the car for this afternoon. It
might interfere with her father's
plans.
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LIFE'S PROBLEMS
ARE DISCUSSED
jL————— ■
It is a condition and not a theory
which confronts' most of us.
There is something In our lives that
hampers us, keeps us back and is a
continual source of worry and irrita
tion. There it stands like some great
rock across our pathway. We realize
how helpless we are before it. No
natter if we oxtrt all our strength we ,
cannot make it budge.
What are we going to do? Sit
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rid rock and cry and let the rain
beat down on us and the sun bake us
while we brood on the injustice and
cruelty of the fate which has placed
such a stone in our path?
That is the natural and easy thing
to do, but it doesn't get us anywhere
and it doesn't get the stone anywhere.
So it is impracticable.
What is the practical thing to do in
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calmly and with your eyes wide open.
If you shudder and try to avoid look
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It Is a fact, and a very hard fact;
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smallpox, so there are certain reme
dies which will alleviate and ultimately
cure unsatisfactory conditions. One
of these remedies is to hold on—hold
on to your belief in yourself and in
brighter, better circumstances. The
most noted example of the eftlacy of
these remedies is the character known
as "the importunate widow" whose ex
poriencse is told in a very brief and
great short story.
"And he spake a parable unto them
to this end: That one ought always
to pray and not to faint.
"Saying: There was tn the city a
judge which feared not God, neither
regarded man.
"And there was a widow in that
city, and she came unto him, saying:
Avenge me of mine adversary.
"And he would not, for a while, but
afterward he said within himself:
Though I fear not God, nor regard
man, yet because this widow troubletli
me I will avenge her, lest by her con
tinual coming she weary me."
There is the whole secret of suc
cessful human endeavor. To pray is
very often to act.
There are people who have what
| seems to be an insuperable clilfldence
which stands in the way of their ad
vancement. They say: "I just simply
can't push myself. If things don't
c?me to me because of my merits,
why I prefer not to have them."
But how is anyone going to know
nbcut your merits, unless you put
them in the show windows?
! A person of small attainments who
not only makes the most of them, but
who also wears them all over his
sleeve like service-stripes and all over
his chest like medals, is apt to get
the things he is after much more
surely than the one who retires into
his shell and waits for some one with
patience and x-ray eyes to come along
and discover him.
Why should you be the one to take
the back seat? Why should you let
your diffidence and self-consciousness
master you while you watch some ons
with perhaps not half your ability and
with no more opportunities than you
have distancing you in the race?
You may say: "I wouldn't stoop to
his or her methods." If those meth
ods are dishonest or unfair, you are
quite right. He will not be able to
keep his success long.
But If his methods are those of
the importunate widow, if he keeps his
eye open to every chance and profits
by it, you cannot begin too soon to
emulate him.
ECZEMA, _
To reduce the Itch
ing, use soothing
applications of—
yicßs vAPomjwa
YG U ARD" -3Qf. 60>dud
Do Away With Indigestion
Uovr to Purify a Sour, Distressed
Stomach In a Few Minutes
Let us talk plain English; lot dEi
call a spade a spade.
Your food ferments and your stor i
ach isn't strong enough to digest tl le
food you put into it, so the food sours
and forms poisonous gases and when
I it docs leave your stomach it has nH
furnished proper nourishment to the
blood, and has left the stomach in a
filthy condition
Take Ml-o-na stomach tablets If
you want to change your filthy stom
ach to a healthy, clean, purified one.
If Mi-o-na fails to relieve ypur in
digestion, rid you of dizziness, bilious
ness and sick headache, your dealer
will cheerfully refund your money.
If you want to make your stomach
so strong that It will digest a hearty
meal without distress, and you want
to he without that drowsy, all tlrol
out feeling, take Mi-o-na: It should
give you prompt, relief. For sale by
H. C. Kennedy and all leading drug
gists.
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