" When a Girl " By ANN LISLE A New, Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing Problem of a Girl Wife CHAPTER CCCEXIX . (Copyrighted, 1919, King Feature Syndicate, Inc.) A conspiracy of silence seemed lo fall on our group all during the long day when Val lay in the blue loom, going from faints into hys terics and from hysterics into strangely calm periods. She was continually sending for Jim and me. I wondered if, with him as with me, site seemed always on tlie verge of asking something and always draw ing back. In the late afternoon Virginia decided to walk over to Mason Tow ers with Pat. "What'll we do now that we And ourselves alone together for a change. Ulac Daily?" Jim asked. "If you don't mind, Jimmie boy. T replied. 'I sort of feel like get ting out for a breath of air." "All right, I'll come with you." "PleaseT Jim. I'd rather go alone." A trifle miffed. Jim retorted: "Don't care for a tete-a-tete with your old man, eh? Some day you 11 he sorry." "You say that in the hurt tone of the child declaring how sorry every body will bo when he's dead and gone and it's too late," 3 said, strug gling for a light tone to cover my earnest and gripping purpose. "But 1 really do want to go out, Jim." "Because your walk this morning had such pleasant results?" ques- Coned Jim. tartly. "Oh, boy—dear, that's unworthy! Can't you understand that I want io got off by myself and pull my self together?" "No, I'll never fully understand the modern woman—even though I'm married to her. But run along, of course I know you don't want me to go with you, hut I still might insist If it weren't for the fact that it's only decent for one of us to stay in the house in case Yal needs us. . Jim seemed to lay a lot of stress on how much it hurt him to have me insist on going off and leav. him, but 1 hadn't time to puzzle about that. 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DORCHESTER, * MASS SATURDAY EVENING* HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH DECEMBER 6, 1919 morning, 1 branched oft about three the main road as 1 had done m the quarters of the way down the path. With this climb down the embank ment in view, I had worn the heavy boots I'd bought for cross-country tramps. Steadying myself by the bushes that grew profusely on the sides of the steep bank, I let my self down cautiously. At last, just as I had calculated, I came out on the very plateau where >• had found Yal. A head of me bulked a dark shape. "1 knew well enough that it was the big gray roadster in which Shelly had driven to meet his doom, but it looked like something monstrously strange and terrible, something I'd never seen before Haunted. A dreadful, impossible thing that couldn't he and yet was. A menace and a horror. It took all the courage I pos sessed to force myself onward. By now darkness was cloaking the woods and creeping d'own to the edge of the river, which was open enough so that even there at the bottom of the ravine it still was gray instead of black like the bank towering bark of me. The beautiful estate I knew so well looked sinister and strange. My feelings were akin to the terri ble dread and the fear I experienced once as a child when I was sent to fetch something from the room where my grandfather had d'ed the week before. I had come to fetch something now, too. So I steadied myself and with thudding heart I slid and clam bered down the crumbling embank ment to the spot where the big gray; car lay overturned. Just be yond was the place where I had seen Kvvy Mason with Sheldon's body clasped against her heart. "Don't think of that. Don't think of that," I admonished myself aloud. And then my whisper burst into a scream, for something seemed to brush by me. 1 stood alone, at the edge of the clearing at the foot of the embankment. The path was wide enough for one-—mo more. And yet something heavy seemed to brush against me. It w'as nothing alive. It felt like some inanimate THING in the hands of a crafty, hidden power. A moment and it was gone. 1 turned to look up the em bankment. but it was pitch dark, and f could not see if the.bushes parted 6r the leaves swayed. Suddenly 1 thought of my flash. T got it from my pocket, pressed my linger against the button and turn ed it up toward the top of the hill. But its light was so feeble that I could not lie sure if I saw, or only fancied I saw, a figure crouching at tlie top of the hill, where I had crept down from the patch between the two estates. "That's that. Now quit acting like a ninny and go ahead with what you came for," 1 murmured, but silently this time. T*hen 1 covered the few steps to the big gray car. I held up my torch and got out my jackknife, opening the biggest, staunchest blade in preparation for what 1 had come to do. Then I stumbled back a pace, astounded. The leather straps over the tank were cut. Whatever they had held was gone. (To He Continued) Bringing Up Father -*- Copyright, 1919, International News Service By McManus ff T) ( I'm coin' oh: heLlo T>EI%6OT 111 I'D love ro~ j /si . /A L J OH: HEAR J OUT tiO THE NEIGHBORS lSn? 4, 3 THEX are. villi HEAR HER birs<.J/ S / I THE LITTLE WON'T THINK I'M ° R WILL? MOT VDUL 1 ] J SWfaSrful StonesJDZ'i® ■ q DlJtljSgf yB. Frank Baum q VOL The Glass City "We've got to come to the bottomO Nome time," remarked Zeb, with a deep Nigh. "We can't keep failing forever, you know." "Of course not," said Dorothy. "Wo are somewhere in the middle of the earth and the chances are we'll reach the other side of it before long. But it's a big hollow, isn't it?" "Awful big!" answered the boy. "We're coming to something now," announced the horse. At this they both put their heads over the side (Of the buggy and looked down. Yes; ' there was land below them; and not I so very far away, either. , But they were floating very, very slowly—so slowly that it could no j longer be called a fall—and the | children had ample time to take | heart and look about them. They saw a landscape with moun ! iains and plains, and lakes and j rivers, very like those upon the j j earth's surface; but all the scene was ! I splendidly colored by the variegated j I lights from the six suns. Here and | there were groups of houses that seemed made of clear glass, because j - they sparkled so brightly. "I'm sure we are in no danger," said Dorothy, in a sober voice. "We j falling .so slowly that we can't ! bo dashed to pieces when we land, j and this country that we are coming ■ to seems quite pretty." "We'll never get home again,! though!" declared Zeb, with a groan. "Oh. I'm not so sure of that," re- ! plied the girl. "But don't let us I worry over such things, Zeb we can't | help ourselves just now, you know, and I've always been tolfl it's fool ! ish to borrow trouble." j The boy became silent, having no | | reply to so sensible a speech, and ] l soon bbtli were fully occupied in ! j staring at the strange sights spread i 1 out below them. They seemed to j be falling right into the middle of | ! a big city which had many tall build- j 1 ings with glass domes and sharp- j pointed spires. These spires were i | like great spear-points, and if they j | tumbled upon one of them they I | were likely to suffer, serious injury. I Jim the horse had seen these t i spires also, and his ears stood ! j straight up with fear, while Doro | thy and Zel> held their breath iif I suspense. But no; they floated ! gently down -upon a broad, flat roof, I and came to a stop qt last. When Jim felt something firm un -1 der his feet the poor beast's legs ' trembled so much that he could j hardly stand; but Zeb at once leap ' ed out of the buggy to the roof, and | lie was so awkward and hasty that I he kicked over Dorothy's bird-cage, | which rolled out upon the roof so that the bottom came off. At once a pink kitten crept out of the upset cage, sat down upon the glass roof | and yawned and blinked its eyes. "Oh," said Dorothy. "There's ■ Eureka." "First time I ever saw a pink j cut," said Zeb. "Eureka isn't pink; she's white. 1 It's this queer light that gives her 1 | that color." , "Where's my milk?" asked the' kitten, looking up into Dorothy's ] face. "I'm 'most starved to death." ! "Oh, Eureka! Can you talk?" "Talk! Am I talking? Oood gra-, clous, 1 believe 1 am. Isn't it fun- ! n.v?" asked the kitten. "it's all wrong," said Zeb. grave ly. "Animals ought not to talk. | But even old Jim has been sayinte | tilings since we had our accident." "1 can't sec that it's wrong," re marked Jim, in his gruff tones. "At | least, it isn't as wrong as some other things. What's going to become of I us now?" "I don't know," answered the boy, I looking around liim curiously. The houses of the city were •all! made of glass, so clear and trans- j parent that one could look through the walls as easily as through a , window. Dorothy saw, underneath ' the roof on which she stood, several rooms used for rest chambers, and ; even thought she could make out a ' number of queer forms huddled into I tlie corners of these rooms. The roof beside tlicm had a great j hole smashed through it, and pieces - of glass Were lying scattered iji every direction. A nearby steeple hud been broken- off short and the fragments lay heaped beside it. ] Other buildings were cracked in places or had corners clilpped off j from them; but they must have been ! very beautiful before these acci- ! dents had happened to filar their' perfection. The rainbow tints front J the colored .sons fell upon the glass j eity softly and gave to the buildings | many delicate, shifting hues which were very pretty to see. But not a sound had broken the stillness since the strangers had ar- | rived, except that of their own : voices. They begun to wonder if j there wore no people to inhabit this ; magnificent city of the Inner world, j Suddenly a man appeared through j 11 hole in tile roof next to the one 1 they were on and stepped Into plain i view, lie was not a very large man, j hut was well formed and had a beau tiful face—calm and serene as the | fac.a of a tine portrait. Hts clothing 1 They walked down through the air. littd his form snugly and was gor* j geously colored in brilliant shades of green, which varied as the sun beams touched them but was not wholly influenced by the solar rays. The man had taken a step or two across the glass roof before he no ticed the. presence of the strangers, but then he shopped abruptly. There was no expression of either fear or surprise upon his tranquil face, yet he must have beet, ooth astonished and afraid; for after his eyes had rested upon the ungainly form of the horse for a moment he walked j rapidly to the furthest edge of the I roof, his head turned back over his | shoulder to gaze at the strange ani- ! mal. I ! "Look out!" cried Dorothy, who | noticed that the beautiful man did j not look where he was going; "be | careful, or you'll fall off!" Mut he paid no attention to her j warning. He reached the edge of; the tall roof, stepped one foot out j into the air, and walked into space i as calmly as if he were on Arm j ground. The girl, greatly astonished, ran i to lean over the edge of the roof, ! and saw the man walking rapidly i through the air toward the ground.! Soon he reached the street and dis- ! appeared through a glass doorway I into one of the glass buildings. | "How strange!" sl|e exclaimed, ! drawing a long breath. "Yes; but it's lots of fun, if it'isj strange," remarked the small voice i of the kitten, and Dorothy turned | to lind her pet walking in the air ! a loot or so away from the edge , of tlie roof. "Come back, Eureka!" she culled, j in distress. "You'll certainly be kill- ! ed." ; "1 have nine lives, said the kit- I ten, purring 'softly as it walked . around In a circle and then came hack to the roof; "hut I can't lose even one of them by falling in thsj country, because i really couldn't manage to fall if 1 wanted to." "Does the air hear up your weight?" asked the girl. "Of coursf, can't you see?" and again the kitten wandered inio the, air and back to the edge of the , roof. i "It's wonderful"' said Dorothy.' , "Suppose we let Eure.ku go down to the street and get some one to help us," suggested Zeb. who had been, even more amazed than Doro-j thy at these Strange happenings. j "Perhaps we can walk on the air ourselves," replied the girt. Zeb drew back with u shiver. "I wouldn't ■ dare try," he said. 1 "Maybe Jim will go," continued Dorothy, looking at Ihe horse. "And may lie he won't!" answered Jim. "I've tufhbled through the all long enough to make me contented on this roof. "But we didn't tumble to the roof," said the girl; "by the time we reached here wo were tloating very slowly, and I'm almost sure we could Hoot down to the street without getting hurt. Eureka walks on the air all right." "Eureka weighs only about half a pound," replied the horse in a scornful tone, "while I weigh about half a ton." "You don't weigh as much as you ought to, Jim," remarked the girl, shaking her head as she looked at the animal. "You're dreadfully skinny." "Oh, wel; I'm old." said the horse; hanging his head despond ently, "and I've had lots of trouble in my day, little one. Eor a good many years I drew a public cab In Chicago, and that's enough to make anyone skinny." "He eats enough to get fat, I'm sure," said the boy. gravely. "Do 1? Can you remember any breakfast that I've had to-day?" growled Jim, as if he resented Zeb's speech. "None of us has had breakfast," saiii the boy; "and in a t'rne of dan ger lik" this it's I'oollsb to talk about eating." "Nothing is more dangerous than being without food," deemed the horse, with a sniff at the rebuke of his young master; "and just at present no one can tell whether there are any oats in Ibis queer country or not. If there are. they are liabe to be glass oat :" "I can see plenty of nice gardens and iiebls down below us. at the edge of this city. But I wish \\*e could find a way to get to the ground." "Why don't you walk down'.'" asked Eureka. "I'm as hungry as the horse is, and I want my milk." "Will you try it, Zeb?" asked the girl, turning to her companion. Zeb hesitated. lie was still pale and frightened, for tills dreadful adventure had upset hint and made li'm nervou ■ and worried. But he did not wish the little girl ,lo think ldm a coward, so he advanced slowly to the edge of the roof. Dorothy stretched out a hand to hini and Zeb put line I'oot nut and let it rest In the alt- a Utile over the edge of,the roof. It seemed firm enough to walk upon, so he took courage and put out the other foot. Dorothy kept hold of his land and followed hint, and soon they wore with the kitten frisking beside them. "Come, on, Jim! 1 ' called the boy. "it's nil right." Jim had crept to the edge of the! roof to look over, and being a j 'sensible horse and quite experienced, lie made up his mind that he could go where the others did. So, with a snort and a neigh and a whisk of his short tail he trotted off the roof into the air and at once began float ing downward to the street. His great weight made him fall faster than the children walked, and he passed them on the way down; but when he came to the glass pave ment he alighted upon it so softly that he was not even jarred. "Well, well!" said Dorothy, draw ing a long breath. "What a strange country this is." | People began to come out of the 1 glass doors to look at the new ar- ! rivals, and pretty soon quite a crowd ! ] had assembled. There were men { and women, but 110 children at all, | and the folks were all beautifully I formed and attractively dressed and ) had wonderfully handsome faces. I There was not an ugly person in all j the throng, yet Ddrothy was not es pecially pleased by the appearance : of these people because their fea j litres hait.no more expression than i the laces of dolls. They did not i smile nor did they frown, or show either fgar or surprise or. friendli- j ness. They simply stared at the I strangers, paying most attention to | Jim and Kureka, for they had never ! before seen either a horse or a cat land the children bore an outward 1 I resemblance to themselves. Pretty soon a man joined the ! group who wore a glistening star In | the dark hair just over his forehead. L | lie seemed to be a person of author ! ity, for the others pressed hack to ) I give him room. After turning hts j composed eyes upon the animals, | and then upon the children he said : to Zeb, who was a little taller than I Dorothy: "Tell me, intruder, was it you ! who caused the Main or Stones?" For a moment the boy did not , j know what he meant by this ques j tion. Then, remembering the stones | that had fallen with them and I passed them long before they had I reached this place, he answered: !"N'O, sir: we didn't cause any thing. It was the earthquake." ! Editor's Note —Next week. "The Arrival of the Wizard." in which j Dorothy's dear old friend Oz, ap ! pears. How does he do this? Mead j anil see. . Daily Dot Puzzle 13 ,4 1Z 2 * ' r .>*> 3 * • iq i 7 ~ i 6 S; 8 " , 4 2oi a 7 6 5 • .21 44* 24 25 •2Z • • 4V , -O 25 V ■ v * • 42 S 29 * > N • J. 37 . s .' 3o ' Ac H, oV 3 *• L>iu\v from one lo two and so on •o the Midi .Getting Too Fat? 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