4 1 7A - i | i AS ASCs etic Addie Te Haas Besa [ache Copyright 1928, Warner Bros, Pletrires Inc, ; al { / SYNOPSIS Dr. Davis, a young physician who recently married May Davis, is nching at the Ritze Hotel with ¢ Babbitt and his friend, Myra feffer, when Babbitt is called May, on her way to lunch, : oe her gloves. They are returned laude Beranger-de Brie, a per- fons manufacturer, who follows May to the Ritze. There May sees ér husband having, as she sup- 0ses, a tete-a-tete luncheon. Davis, bryin to extricate himself, invites fhe rst man he sees, Beranger, to oin Myra. He turns the tables by pretending that he thinks that May i8 having a flirtation with de Brie, who, he tells her, is Myra’s hus band. CHAPTER IlI—Contnluéd “It so happened that that gentle- man picked up my glove when I dropped it in the lobby. I thanked ‘him, and he handed me his card. That's all,” May explained haught- "ly. “Um-m-m, I see. Of course I have heard of women dropping a ! glove—or- a handkerchief—but I didn’t know that it had become cus- tomary for a man to present his ‘ card because he happened to pick up the said glove or handkerchief. Although I presume it has been done—" “I beg your pardon!” May jump- ed to her feet, her eyes flashing. © “I wen't be insulted—not by you, ~ or anyone else. I'm going right - home to Mecther, and you can do ‘than ever. just as you please.” She snatched her belongings from the table, ~. Bwitched the furpiece about her neck, and started for the door. “Oh, look here, May, I wasn’t—" Pavis’ voice fell on the empty air. Getting the dinner check. He iumwped up and hurried after hic wife, thrusting a bill inte the waiter’s hand as ha speed past. Myra watched the unceremonious denarture of the pair, smiling to herself. She looked at the man opposite her, and shrugged her shoulders. “If you'll pardon me,” she mur- mured, and picked up her bag and fled. Beranger stared after his erst- ‘while companion, and then looked behind him where he expected to find this strange person who had _ invited him to lunch. His glance met nothing but the empty places.’ He sat up with a start and knew that his worst fears were realized. The waiter was hovering about him, a bill en a silver salver. In the doorway stood the house detec- tive, more alert, more apoplectic Beranger groaned. The Noiter placed the salver on the ta- e, Feebly the creator of perfumes turned up the bill. The appalling total of twelve dollars and ninety cents stared him in the face. Hopelessly he began to remove the contents of his pockets. The shad- ow of the waiter hung over him. He produced two battered cigarette coupons, a key, a handful of crush- ed roseleaves and three five cent Pieces. The waiter frowned, tee- tered from one foot to the other, and at last departed. Beranger watched the man go and then started to pick up his hat. He glanced cautiously about. There ‘was only one entrance and exit to the room. He sighed gloomily. Al- ready he could see the house de- tective and the headwaiter bearing down upon him. He drooped like a wilting flower. A heavy hand seized him by the collar. “If you must throw me out,” he gasped as the hand propelled him towards the archway, “please throw me out the ‘back door. It’s so crowded at the front someone’d be sure to see me.” CHAPTER IV "But, May, if you'd only listen—"’ “I'm’ not interested in anything you have to say.” May stopped long enough in her fiight to stamp her foot. Then she hurried on. Througl the crowded city streets JINSTALLIAGHT SIX graws BOILS to BEAR BRAND aly £ package includes spat- also es 507 ula. i and tape CROBLEWSK) &CO. 50 Pymonny Pa. a, Jouated 892 os she went, her cheeks burning with anger and excitement. The very idea of accusing her of holding a cheap flirtatfon with a strange man, Wasn't it quite enough that she had caught her own husband in the company of another woman. He had no right to humiliate her like that. She didn’t intend to start married life that way. He'd soon learn that she meant what she said. She’d leave him that very day. She’d rever go back to their apart- ‘ment—never, never! have known it. All men were alike. There wasn’t one you could trust. And she had always believed in Ed. Well, her eyes had been opened all right. “Listen, May, I can explain—" “I've already told you I don’t care to hear any of your explana- tions. I'm through.” She flung the words over her shoulder, not even glancing in her husband’s di- rection. Davis shrugged his shoulders and kept pace with the hurrying May. What an idiot he’d heen, he told himself scathingly. He might have known he'd get caught in a lie— never could lie anyhow. him. If he’d only have let well enough alone—hadn’t called that man over to the ‘table, he might have got Joe Babbitt to help him square himself. As it was now, he'd got caught for fair, and the more he talked the worse off he'd be. May wculdn’t believe a word he said, now, and he didn’t h.ame her, But he must do somethinz— explain somehow. He couldn't iet May leave him all because of a silly quarrel. “May, darling, I don’t blam= you - for being only— angry, but if youd “If you don’t stop following me, ° I—I'll call the police,” only answer. But she was becoming tired. This racing through the streets at ' break-neck speed might show one’s was. May's | displeasure, but it was a little hard on the lungs. She tried to think of some refuge—some place where she could stop. Her hairdressers! It was only a little distance. She'd turn in there. She hastened to- wards the tall building ahead of her and stepped into the revolving doors. She glanced quickly behind her. In the next door was Ed. With a toss of her head she raced down the marble hallway towards the elevator. The lift-boy was on the vere of clanging the doors shut, but ne held them back as he noticed a wo- man approaching. May stepped quickly into the car and the doors started to close. Rut with one leap Dr. Davis nad swun 1g himself inside just as the final bang re- sounded. “There’s no use trying to run away from me, May,” he panted, as the elevator sped swiftly up- ward. “I'm going to explain it—” “I've already told you I don’t care to listen to anything ‘yeu hava te say. So far as I'ma: concerned, the incident is closed. ished.” © May turned her back and proceeded to powder her nese with the aid of the elevator mirror, enth floor, please,” she called to the lift-boy. “You're just being wunreasona- ble.” Davis caught his wife’s arm and tried to turn her about. “Please take your hands off me!” She shook ‘herself free. “And furthermore, will you please stop following me?” “Tenth floor, lady,” the lift-boy announced, grinning, and flung open the doors. Haughtily May swept past her husband and into the hallway. “I'm going to follow you until you're reasonable and you'll listen to me,” Davis announced firmly. May stamped her foot and push- ed the elevator bell viciously. ‘| Nervously she paced up’ and down the floor until the car returned, and then she stepped into it, fols lowed by her husband. The lift swept down with sickening rapid- ity. “Street floor!” the boy called. May stepped out and looked about for some means of escape. An open door off the hallway in- vited her. She swept past Davis and into a large room. She looked around. Long mirrors, before which reclining chairs were placed. Men, minus collars and ties, shirts turned down at the throat. Some, seated in chairs, seemed to have white cotton over their faces. White coated attend- ants hurried about. May gasped. Good heavens! She was in a man’s barber shop. She turned and fled, her face crimson with embarrass- ment and rage. Dr. Davis couldn’t help smiling at his wife’s confusion, but he hur- ried after her. Once more she took refuge in the elevator, her face still pink. But a slight twitch that was almost a laugh showed ab¥t the corners of her mouth. She was getting a little tired of this game. Still, she couldn’t—she wouldn’t—give in. She closed her lips firmly and stood with ker back to her husband. (To bz contin} anaiural head Jor 0 She might Next time he'd go in for the truth if it killed | We're fin- | tumes. | Thomas spent Sunday at the ho rick, of Fort DePont, Delaware, | Malane was formerly Miss Rebecc Jiore, 3 ogo NOXEN And the prodigal returned. To my Lane who left home a few we ago with another Noxenite and wif out his parents consent returned 14 week, Friday evening, having walk from Dallas. During his abse Tommy learned a mouthful of exp rience. He hums now that old fq song, “Home Sweet Home.” It seems home-like to hear Lutheran bell ringing once moj Many like the tone of this bell betf than the old one, that became cra ed. Of course our ears are not chorded alike. = We have a few izens in this old burg who think tA the tone sounds like a wedding b ringing. Should you doubt this, kin® ly get Doris, Ethel, Marguerite, o any others advice who have ears tu ed to this pitch. Mrs. Samuel Harmon, Miss Ma guerite Harmon, Mr. and Mrs. Joh Malane and Mrs. Frank Laux, ¢ Johnson * City, N. Y., are visitin, friends and relatives here. Mrs. Joh +0 8-0) am) a Harmon, daughter of Mr. and Mr Samuel Harmon. Mrs. Harmon re ports that she and her husband hav! erected two large hot houses and ar kept busy supplying regular custoy They make a specialty of ra ing flower plants. Miss Letha Jones visited her frie Miss Place at Meshoppen last wed end. Miss Place is a teacher in Meshoppen high school having char; of the language department, Englig French and Latin. Mrs. Bert Scouten, hearing that mother who resides at Overton, P§ was quite ill, motored there with son Clyde last Saturday. We were pleased to see the familiar face of Prof. Buck of Be lehem who has been visiting Mr. mer Kocker. Prof. Buck used to a teacher of music and saa fine ter voice. His voice was again heard the M. E. Sunday School the p Sunday. house with current. State surveyors have been busy past week laying out the road n Crosby Corners and should they the road as they have it staked it y do away with many of the sharp ners. Mrs. Lydia Spencer, of €olliersvi N. Y,, is visiting her parents, Mr. ¢ Mrs. Theodore Jones. She inte to remain a week. Mrs. Bertha Piett was a called town last week, Sunday. On Friday evening, May the 1 at the M. E. Social Hall there will an entertainment given by a trot of fifty persons from different pj of Wyoming Valley. A good 7 centage of them are Welsh. Th will be old-time songs, solos, du quartets and readings in old-time Jack Millard, who entertg ed at the last banquet, is one of fifty. Everyone of the fifty is artist in his or her line. Many the best Welsh singers of the va will be among them. A. J. Dd who is responsible for securing t under a guarantee is: deing his | to give Noxen a treat. Price off mission will be 50 cents. Mrs. Frank Ettinger and daug Arlene, spent the week-end with sister, Mrs. Beaulah Van Campe John Hacklin spent a few days his father at Williamsport, Pa. Bert Scouten has purchased a Ford with a body adapted for k ling meats. Jefferson Frantz, of Centremor: was badly injured last Wedne when a caterpillar State High grader he was driving broke thr a bridge located near the hom; Harry Shippy in Northmorg Township. The bridge is abod feet wide with a -5-foot drop. Frantz suffers with injuries to head and legs. The driver of grader escaped without injuries. Frantz was attended to by Di Boston, of Noxen, Pa. The Ladies’ Society of the Lut an Church will entertain the womej the Dallas Rotary Club on Thurg at a dinner in the parish house. Harry May, of Wilkes-Barre, is iting at the home of his brother, bert May. Ora Miller spent the week-en Binghamton, N. Y. Marvin L. Ingram, teacher in th cal high school and Mrs. Chg Mr. and Mrs. S. R. Durland, of maker Street, Wyoming. Cecil Schenk has moved his hg hold goods and has returned to RH Michigan, where he is employed large automobile manufacturing p Sergeant and Mrs. Bernard nounce the birth of a son on Apri Mrs. Merrick before marriage Evelyn May, of this place. First National Ban PUBLIC SQUARE WILKES-BARRE, PA. United States Depository: Capital Stock ........ $750,004 Surplus and undivided profits earned i... vn $2,000,004 Officers and Directors Wm. S. McLean, President Wm. H. Conyngham, Vice-Prg C. F. Huber, Vice-Pres. Francis Douglas, Cashier F. W. Innes, Assistant Cashi Direetors m. S. 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