" When a Girl Marries" ASN LIS 1,13 A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problem of a Girl Wife (Copyright, 1?19, King Feature, Syndicate, Inc.) CHAPTER CCCXLVIII "Nose out of joint, dear?" asked Jim when we were alone in our' little sanctum after our guests had | departed. I turned absent-mindedly froip! the precious telegram I was reread- j ing for about, the dozenth time, and i asked: * "You mean because there's going! to be a new bride in the family after i Father Andrew arrives, and I'll be relegated to the ranks of the old marrieds?" "Miss Innocence;" scoffed Jim. 1 "I meant delicately to convey that Val is getting back into her old form again and that she cut you out • completely with Shelly to-night." I "Oh —Shelly!" I cried. "She's ' welcome—twice over. You know I'm not much on flirting with other, men since I have you, Jimmie-boy. ! Resides," I concluded, nestling in the arms Jim put out to take me, | "Shelly wasn't a bit g'ad to see me. j It was Phoebe he wanted. He's in- i venting all sorts of excuses to lure ! her into a tete-a-tete these days." j "What's that? Phoebe!" demand- , ed Jim sharply. "The kid hasn't \ eyes for anyone but Neal." "I think Shelly's pretending to be j heart-broken over the way Jeanie treated him. Fancy that," I replied j "And tender-hearted little Phoebe's either unnecessarily sorry for him I or she puts up with his nonsense to j keep him from bothering Jeanie and] Pat. Is Shelly a cad or a fool, Jim? I Or a bit of both? "Oh, he's harmless," laughed Jim. "But when two sisters conspicu ously drop him as Jeanie and Phoebekins have—even though one. did it for such on unimportant per-' son as a husband—it kind of hits j him where he lives in his pride. All i he's sticking around for is to con- j vince the world that he's as good a I friend to the whole Harrison family j as ever he was. Now, let's -plan a i bang-up wedding feast and a bang- ; upper wedding gift for the kiddies j and forget Shelly." "Price no object I asked, run-j ning my lingers through my boy's! hair. * "The sky's the limit," replied Jim. "If that gusher of ours down I Mexico-way continues to gush, i we're going to be lined with dia- j monds soon and our whole bunch j will ride round in cars with gold j flttings." "Neal, too?" I asked. "Surest thing you know. He's | got his wad in my pet stock and his i earnings will put him where he'll j be on Easy street, even if the real | estate business forswears this profi- i teering stuff and goes in for found- j ing charity homes. I got the whole i bunch in. Terry can use a little I cash, you know. And though Pat I and Lane and Uncle Ned don't need it so badly, nor yet Tom, I thought | it only decent to give 'em the inside ] track." "Not Shelly?" I asked. ' "Lay off Shelly. He's got you J thinking in circles. dear. Sure,; Shelly's got his mite in. 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Give me a ' kiss and we'll cut out all the gabbing j and settle down to the serious busi- I ness of hieing to dreamland." j Just then there came a timid , knock on the door. I opened it. to find Phoebe in the corridor, her j pansy face very wide-eyed and a finger on her lips, conspirator t fashion. I "You look like an intriguing ; cherub," 1 giggled, stepping out in response to her solepin summons. Without answering, she tip-toed down the hall to her room and I | had no choice but to follow. When j ' we arrived she closed the door and ' t irned to me with a serio-comic | air of secrecy and solemnity. "Well, dear?" I said. "Anne, I've a confession to make. A fheadful one!" whispered Phoebe. ; That was Shelly who phoned me at ' Virginia's the other day." "I wouldn't call it a confession, , i dear." I said dryly. "It's merely a j I confirmation of what I already \ know." | "I had to lie about it," went on ! j Phoebe hastily. "He acted so des | perate about Jeanie, and I thought) I if he went out to the old home and ' i made a scene—maybe she and Pat j would misunderstand each other i j and drift apart again. And he was j | lonesome and had to be amused. ; And to-day 1 saw him again because he said he was lonesomer than ever \ and would do something desperate ! if no one took pity on him. I took : Val along—or rather she took me in | her car." f Then, with some real seriousness.' iI asked: "But why didn't you take me , | along, Phoebe?" "Well, dear, you mustn't mind— | but Shelly says you've never under stood him. And you didn't always r trust me. You remember that time I i about Dick West and the Jade neck- ; j lace. Don't be hurt, dear. But ! sometimes you act as.if I were a j silly child instead of a woman of j 'the world. So I tliought I'd manage! ! this myself—and I have! To-night j jhe whispered that he'd decided to j i take my advice and to forget Vir-; J ginia. Isn't that splendid? You j can see I've had a good influence on I i him even if I had to deceive you to I igain it." "Of course, he asked you to keep j | this secret from Jim and Neal and ! j me," I said with a great air of j j casualness. ' "Must we tell—the boys?" replied i i Phoebe, naively questioning in turn. [ "If you'll promise to let Sheldon j work out his own fate from now I on, I think we can call the matter I closed," I promised rashly. "Then j j we needn't bother Jim or Neal about it." j (To Be Continued.) i" " t Daily Dot Puzzle .27 *6 25 2fe . tJV 3o • 23 ,2X * * *4 xi •2° • r-r 31 3, i 18* . • 2 lb* • 4i 42 35 ' 44- . • I -a 35 15 34 5' 45. # > ; • ii r4 4 S . * 14 • 3$ • #S II . #6 3 8 ' IO • 54- f'*\l A B * *SS m >6i • j • Mb A# 1 ' 49 : XT Bo* 46 , • 47 j Diaw from ono to two and so on i o the end. Mag Rhu Stops Stomach Trouble j Guaranteed to relieve acid stom i uch, nervous indigestion, heart pal- I pitation, constipation, stomach j pains, dizziness, sleeplessness. Sold iby Croll Keller, the druggist; the j Kennedy * Drug Co. and all other j druggists, or send $l.OO to Wag Bhu j Co., Pittsburgh, Pa., and a box will Ibe sent postpaid. State if you want J Tablets or Po.wder. Dollar refunded j if you do not get results. Bringing Up Father -*- Copyright, 1919, International News Service - Bi] McManus T COLLT HERE COMES 1 £> DIDN'T I TfLU' TOO TO CLEAI* II T 'o ftF DURE iQU OO )9 [ "!=={ THAT 4UT HAVE ,H 1 MUSTN'T J=r= 2-, r > r W RUC BEFORE TOO O'D Wi T 'LI "bit HERE * . qFj. 3__. (JEEN Ot>lN A CROW BAR K ! ",^ 7 ' THE LOVE G ' By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER I,XXXI. (Copyright, 1919, Star Company,) The words were spoken. To David they seemed to echo through I the room. For a moment the girl in front of him did not move, but sat, h.er eye fixed on him, every drop of color ebbing from her face. "You mean," she whispered at last, "that you are the David De- Laine who was Miss Jeanne's nephew ?" "Yes," he said, huskily, "I am." "Oh, let me think, please, I can not understand it," she begged pressing her hand to her eyes. He walked away from her and stood at the window, his back to the room. Outside the rain -was still falling. In the silence he could hear the drops dash against the pane. The street lamps revealed the wet and glistening pavements. His thoughts went back to a night years ago when his father lay dying. David had then stood by a window in the Baltimore home and ! gazed out into the street. The pave ments had looked then just as they did to-night. Even now he recalled the grip of pain at his heart as he appreciated the fact that his father was slipping out of his life. To-night he had that same grip ! ping pain at his heart. The woman he loved more than all the world had heard his confession Would she slip out of his life as com pletely as if she were dead? With a sudden resolution he wheeled about and returned to her. She dropped her hands from her eyes as he approached, but did not look up. "You. knew," she said so softly that he had to bend to hear the words, "who "you were when you came here? I mean —did you know that I knew Miss Jeanne De Laine?" "I was not sure if you were the Miss Leighton of whom I had heard her speak. After I had been here. ' for a little while I was convinced that you were." "What convinced you?" "I saw your initials on' your bag, —but what made me. certain was that pendant," with a motion towards the trinket on her throat. Unconsciously, her hand stole up i to "Miss DeLaine left this to You 1 remember seeing it in her posses sion?" "Yes, years ago," he replied, ; "when I was only a young boy. I always thought it was very beauti ful." She diu not speak, but held the ! DAILY HINT ON FASHIONS „ '*>o7 A BECOMING DRESS FOR THE YOUNG MISS 3007—This is nice for satin, taf feta, jersey cloth or serge. It may be finished without the fold on the skirt, and with short or long sleevos. With serge, one could have matched satin or moire, for trimming. The pattern is cut in 3 sizes: 12, 14 and 16 years. Size 14 will require 3% yards of 44-inch material. A pattern of this mail ed to any address on receipt of 10 cents in silver or 1-cent or 2-ccnt stamps. Telegraph Pattern Department • For the 10 cents inclosed pleas* send pattern to the following addreqp: Bite Pattern No Name Address City and Stat* HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH amethyst pendant in her hand, as if- the touch of it calmed her. "I have told you the truth, Miss Leigh ton," David said. "Can you forgive me?" "For what?" "For the deception I practiced. Oh, don't you suppose I know how the whole adventure must look to you? I, suspecting who you were and that you were a friend of my aunt's—came here, even after the insult that she had put upon you in her will." Desiree started violently. "I did | not suppose you knew!" she mut- I tered. | A Complete Confession. "I did know, I may" as well con j fess that, too. And while 1 am making a clean breast of the whole thing, I want to tell you thai; I was horrified, shocked, by the terms of that will. My aunt was not herself when she made it. I could not get away from it—although I tried to. But law is law. Nevertheless, I ! shall prove that she was of unsound mind when she drew up that docu ment. And I have put myself on record as renouncing every cent of it, —here or hereafter." He stopped, coloring violently. Did his words carry a suggestion that he dared hope there was any possibility of his ever fulfilling the condition of the will? "But I could never had com plied with the terms of the instru ment"—he began, floundering hopelessly. She looked directly at him. In the depths of her dark eyes he saw something like pity and a compre hension that made his head swim. "Don't try to expk.in to me," she pleaded, and her tone was very low. "I understand entirely." "You understand?" he repeated incredulously. "You understand that it was only the need of work and—l may as well as frank —the desire for adventure that made me come to your father on that day"— She interrupted him. "Please," she begged, "don't make any more explanations! They are guite un necessary." "Unnecessary?" he echoed. "Yes," she answered simply, "be cause, as I have already tried to explain, I had faith in you. So please—if you believe what I say, —let us talk no more about it." "And you forgive me!" • he ex claimed. "You forgive me—and actually understand?" "Yes," she said. "I understand— so there is nothing to forgive. That is what French people say, you know—'To comprehend is to pardon.' " "Miss Leighton," he implored, all sense of caution swept from him, "I have another confession to make. From the first time I ever saw you I knew there was never anybody else like _you —rthat you were the only"— Again she checked him. "Don't bother to tell me," she murmured, a smile playing about her lips. "I kntow that, too." "You know that I love you?" he burst forth, seizing her hand. "Oh my dear—you knew that all along? I tried to hide it. Why did you— how could you"— "Because," and she laughed I sofetly while a beautiful color flooded her face—"the eyes of love | are not blind, but preternaturally l A New Little Bride With An Old, Old Problem "Why, what in the world Is the matter. Nan?" exclaimed Helen Law ton, as she found her friend sobbing broken-heartedly. "Oh," cried Nan, "it's that wretched cornstarch pudding. This is the first luncheon I've given since 1 was mar ried, and I wanted to have everything so nice, and my pudding is thin and lumpy, and—and, impossible." "Never mind, dear," soothed Helen. "I'm so glad I came early to help you. We'll have Puddine, anM everyone will think you are the smartest little bride in the country." The luncheon was a wonderful suc cess, and the dessert—a delicious, rich chocolate blanc mange—enjoyed by everyone. "It's wonderful!" exclaimed Nan gratefully to Helen. *"Tell me all about that marvelous dessert!" "It's just' Puddine," smiled Helen, "an economical, easy-to-make dessert that always turns out right—a firm, spiooth mold of rich.chocolate, .cream vanilla, rose vanilla, orange, lemon— in fact, your favorite flavor." "How do yo.u make It?" asked Nan. j "Why," her friend replied, "ail you i have to do is to. add sugar and milk— either fresh or condensed—and boll for three minutes. The best part of it is that it has so many uses. Pud dine makes delicious pie fillings and rich, velvety Ice cream. Used as a cake flavor, it adds to the richness of the cake." "And Is it expensive?" tuestloned Nan. "No; a 15c box of Puddine will serve 15 people, and of course you need use only as much of the box at a time as you need." "Well," said Nan, "1 certainly am glad to know about it. I can assure you that I shall never again be with out it." "Puddine," said her friend, "Is my standby. It's a delicious all-around dessert that tops off any meal." You can buy Puddine at your gro cers!— Adv. keen. That was why I under stood you and trusted you—David." [To Be Continued] Little Talks by Beatrice Fairfax "Don't tell me you're one of those people who think a marriage ought to be an affair of prison walls," said Edgar, argumentatively. "I'm not," I replied, wondering' just what phase of "freedom of the' i individual" was engaging Edgar's! attention now. "I think marriage! | ought to offer people a blessed op- 1 , portunity to live" their lives fully .and completely." i I confess I knew that committed I me to nothing and might lead Edgar | to commit himself to .a great deal. I "Then I can talk to you," replied i i the young man with great satisfac ; tion, leaning back in my big wicker chair and filling a pipe with an air , that indicated a masculine determ ination to pour out his heart. After a minute he burst out: "Can you see any reason why if I find myself stranded over a week end in a strange city and a friend of mine knows a couple of nice girls. the four of us travel around to • dinners and theaters and have a Garments T J* X? Garments of Quality |dQIOS - of Quality BIG MID-SEASON SALE OF 325 Women's and Misses' Suits ■ 1 At Savings of $lO to s2o on a Garment '! fW e are overstocked—that's the whole story. We bought heavily in anticipation of a favorable season, but the extremely mild fall and warm weather has greatly retarded sales. Our stocks must be re duced —Now. We won't wait an*' longer we are reducing our prices and therefore By Far the Greatest Sale We Have Ever_ Held_ j Begins To-M 323 of the finest Suits from our regular stocks have been placed in this sale and must go. It is true economy for you to take advantage of this sale. 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"If the man was a very good friend and the girls were good friends of his and everybody knew you were married, then the whole situation was open and above board and needn't mean a particle of harm to anyone. But why were you 'stranded over the weekend?" Did you have to stay over Sunday to keep an early Monday morning ap pointment?" Edgar had the grace to olush. "No; I could have got out Satur day night. But I had such a dandy time with these folks Friday and Saturday, and they knew I was mar ried, and it didn't seem to make any difference, and it was so long since I'd been one of the boys like that. So I just stayed." "Playing the misunderstood hus band role?" I ventured positively. "How do you know?" began Ed gar, and then turning it into an in dignant, 'What do you mean?" Whereupon both ot- us rescued our sense of honor and laughed, and that cave me a chance to lee NOVEMBER 11, 1919. |ture him a bit without endangering j his affection. i 'Laddie," said I, "don't you realize i that impression those young folks ! got from the fact that you stay jaway from Beth over Sunday when j you didn't have to? Don't you see | that they couldn't help feeling that | she wasn't completely necessary to ;'you and not completely congenial j either? You just staying away | from her like that put Beth in a po 'sition that cheapened and belittled ; her. | "That was a bad start, and your ! suspicious old friend feels that you j probably followed it up by posing ;as the misunderstood hero they I took you for. And pretty soon you probably began to contrast "the freshness of those girls who weren't ' wives and mothers with a lot of j responsibility ofed work with the Istrn'ned look .Beth generally wears. • They were now and different, weren't they Edgar? And the ques tion you want to ask next is if it would be wrong for you to run over and see them the next time you're in the neighborhood?" "How did you know?" gasped Edgar. "Because, you dear young scamp," I answered. "I know you and a lot of other young men folks who 'marry at t)venty-five and find them selves ten years later with a tricksy I longing to play-pretend at bjlng | a gay young baehelor again. j "Don't you suppose that Beth ever I longs to forget the children and the I spring housecleaning and the ice | man's bills, and to have a pretty new , dress she didn't contrive out of last j year's frock or pick up at an end jof-the-season bargain sale? Don't you realize that she's sweet and | pretty? If Beth had more time to j keep up with current events and I dance steps and fashions, she might ; be rather a belle with men to whom | she was new, uncharted territory, j'and who didn't think of her first iand foremost and all the time as I your wife. Suppose she tried it?" "I never thought of that," replied | blankly. Still, it was kind lof a lark to get away and prance I about like a colt for that weekend. | Only I don't suppose I ought to send i that pretty black-eyed girl my photo ! graph as I promised." "No," I said dryly, "I suppose ' not." "Do I have—to tell Beth?" asked j Edgar. "Is" that my punishment?" "No," I said sadly, "It's hers. And 'yours is to inflict it." i ________ Easily Accommodated A railway passengef hurried Into the refreshment room and called to the attendant. "Give me a ham sandwich!" "Yes, sir," said the at tendant. "Will you eat it hdre or take it with you?" "Both," said the traveller. 7
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