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One Woman’s Story
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
CHAPTER X.
O young people the commonplace
drudgery of the workaday world
Is accomplished swiftly and pleas
antly If they have some happiness In
anticipation as a sort of objective point
toward which they are progressing.
Mary Danforth did not appreciate that,
from the time she received and ac
cepted Craig’s invitation, each task
completed and each hour passed were
to her Inner consciousness but steps
nearer to Wednesday night when she
would again be with the man who had
begun to mean much to her.
She did not see the Texan in the
four days which intervened between
the receipt of his note and the night
on which "Aida" was to he sung. On
Monday evening her father again men
tioned casually that Craig had once
more called at his office. "He dropped
In this morning," he remarked "and I
asked him up to dinner to-night, but
he said he was going over to Phila
delphia for a dky or two, so he could
not accept. He sent his kindest re
gards to you, my dear”—turning to
•his wife—"and wished also to be re
membered to Mary." As he spoke he
bestowed upon his daughter another
of the searching looks with which he
regarded her frequently of late, but she
made no comment. She was at a loss
for something to say, and, under the
circumstances, sought safety In silence.
On Wednesday afternoon, returning
from school earlier than usual, she
found that her mother had gone out,
but that, before leaving, she had laid
on her daughter’s desk a penciled
memorandum. It ran: "Mr. Craig
telephoned this morning Just after you
had left the house. He wished to re
mind you that he is to call for you at
a quarter before eight."
The girl's heart beat faster as she
read the few words. He must care
a great deal, she thought, to go to
the trouble of emphasizing by a tele
phone message an arrangement al
ready made by letter. As if she could
forget! She smiled happily and hum
med gayly to herself as she went about
her various tasks. Yet It was charac
teristic of her that later, when her pa
rents spoke of Craig and her plans for
the evening, her demeanor was cool
and almost indifferent. At dinner she
was quiet and demure, although the
glow of excitement burned on her
cheeks, and she lingered-after she had
finished her dessert, chatting with her
father and mother while they drank
their coffee, always keeping the conver
sation upon commonplace matters.
"You have never looked prettier
than you do this evening, sweetheart,"
her father declared as she rose to go
to her room to don her wraps. "Upon
my word, mother," he continued, * ap
pealing to his wife, "does It seem pos
sible that this Is our little girl all
grown up Into a beautiful lady so
soon?"
The girl turned impulsively and
threw her arms about the speaker's
neck.
"The ’beautiful lady,' as you call her,
Is never going to grow up so far as
you are concerned, daddy dear," she
whispered, clinging to him. "I always
want to be Just your little girl ”
He kissed her fondly. "Run alorji
and get ready, dearie," he said huskily.
"I hear the Texan hero’s ring at the
door now." He laughed teasingly, but
there was a no 1 # of sadness In his
voice, and he looked wistfully after
the slight figure as the girl hurried
away.
Craig, handsome and distinguished In
bearing in his correct evening dress,
rose to greet Mary as she entered the
drawing room, cloaked, with a filmy
scarf thrown over her hair.
"Behold a wonder among women!"
he exclaimed smiling. "You are on
time to, the minute."
Mary's greeting was cordial, but un
ruffled by any Inward perturbation.
"My father is to be thanked for the
punctual habits of his daughter," she
said after salutations had been ex
changed. "It Is he who has made me
a bit more careful In that matter than
girls usually are."
"I have already learned," the man
answered gravely, “that you are dif
ferent from all other girls In many
ways. If your father la responsible for
this fact, society In general, and I In
particular, owe him a debt of thanks."
The entrance of Mr. and Mrs. Dan
forth caused a diversion that Mary
found welcome, and soon she and her
escort bade the elderly pair good night
and took the elevator down to the
street door. Here a Jaxicab stood, its
engine throbbing with a clam disre
gard to the cents and dollars that were
being marked off on the dial at the
chauffeur’s side. Craig assisted the
girl into the semi-darkness of the
limousine, gave an order to the driver,
then followed her, sinking Into the
seat by her with a sigh of content.
" ‘Who knows but the world may end
to-night?" he quoted laughingly.
"In a taxicab that sounds more like
a grisly prophecy than a delicate com
pliment," retorted Mary. "Are you
fond of Browning?”
"If ihe note of surprise’ In your voice
implies that you did not know that
Texans were capable of enjoying him,”
he responded, "f shall be forced to say
’Yes’ to your question. Otherwise, I
will confess that I like only parts of
him. Yet I can appreciate the truly
beautiful Just as well as a New Yorker
can—even If I am theoretically wild
and woolly." He gazed admiringly at
her flushed face as he spoke, and his
voice held a significance that Mary
recognized. But she pretended not to
notice it.
"Tell me about the wreck," she com
manded hastily.
"It was hell,” he said simply. "And
I am too nead the seventh heaven Just
now to want to think of It.”
"Who taught you to say such pretty
things?” asked the girl, laughing to
hide her embarrassment.
"Nobody taught me," the man an
swered calmly. “If I say them at
resent, they are hut the result of re
eded radiance and the outcome of
my great happiness as being with you
again.”
And, as once before this evening, the
girl found refuge In silence.
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They were talking about that terri
ble cry, "Man overboard!"
"Only those who have been roused
from midnight slumber on board ship
can comprehend its meaning," said
the traveler. "The sudden alarm, the
fear and horror ”
“Oh, yes, they can!" replied a very'
little shoemaker, who had no repute
as a traveler. "I heard it once when
I wasn’t on a ship, and I realized the
horror of it more than anyone else."
"You couldn’t,” said the great trav
eler, scornfully. And the assembled
company sided with him to a man.
“But I could,” persisted the cob
bler. "You see, I was the man who
fell overboard!”
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
GUESS it’s all up with Wilfred.”
I said the Manicure Lady som
berly. "Ever since he gave up
everything else for poetry I have felt
the day would come when we would
see him being dragged away between
two keepers to be put in some nice,
tiuiet place, wiiere everybody thinks
tie is Julius Caesar or Wellington. It
ain’t quite come to that yet, George,
but it is earning, I guess. Dear broth
er won’t be with our happy house-
bold much longer.”
"What makes you think he is going
?razy?” asked the Head Barber.
Maybe it’s just the hot weather.”
“No, it ain’t the hot weather,”
■argued the Manicure Lady. "The
poem he wrote the other day and tried
lo read to us was wrote on the cold
est day we have had this summer.
He has been reading a lot about the
mysteries of India, and all them old
mystics that believe In a lot of junk
about having two bodies, one here
and one goodness knows where. Yo
gis, he calls them, or Bogls, or some
thing like that. Wilfred says they
set in front of their huts for years,
sometimes, never going away and al
ways thinking, thinking. 1 guess it
wouldn’t do my brother any harm if
he could find a nice hut and set in
front of it long enough to do a little
thinking. Anyhow, get this poem:
" 'My soul is now in India, beside
The soul of some grand Hindu long
since dead.
My soul holds converse with the soul
of him
And his soul smiles at mine as might
a seer
Smile at a toddling child. The Hin
du’s soul
Knows more and seness more than
ten such souls
As my poor soul which dares to speak
to his.’
"That does sound kind of nutty,”
admitted the Head Barber. “I can’t
make any sense out of it, anyway. Of
course, that ain’t no sign your brother
is losing his mind, because there is a
lot of poetry that was wrote by sane
men and is beyond me just the ^me.'’
"This ain’t no real poem; this Is
loony stuff,” insisted the Manicure
Lady. "Kindly listen some more.
George:
W How to Care for Babies During the Hot Weather, Told in Pictures W
GIVE BABY A PAN OF WATER TO PLAY WITH—CAN’T GET COLD.
The Judge
the heaven within her reach. It is
needless to relate at length when
Mohit’s covetous glance first fell upon
Sasi, how' he began to write to her
under the false name of Binode, w hen
the first trembling. ill-spelt reply
reached him; how, at last, the whole
of the poor little widow’s world was
turned topsy-turvy in the whirlwind
of ecstatic surrender.
Late one night Sasi left her father
and mother and got Into a carriage
brought by Mohit, alias Binode. When
her deml-god, with all his tinsel
showing, got inside and sat close be
side her, a sudden inrush of remorse
bowed her to the dust. And when the
carriage actually began to move she
fell at his feet, crying, "For pity’s
sake, let me go back home.” But the
carriage rapidly drove away.
To narrate all the episodes of
Mohit’s early career would grow
monotonous. This will serve as a
sample.
Reformed.
To-day there w'as no one to remem
ber the escapades of young "Binode.”
Mohit Datta was quite a reformed
character. His reading of the sacred
books was incessant; he even prac
tised austerities.
A few days after passing sentence
on Khlroda, Mohit happened to be in
the prison garden, with a view to se
curing some nice, fresh vegetables
for his own table. He heard from in
side the jail the sound of high words,
and entering, found Khlroda in the
midst of. a vigorous bickering with
the w r arder. Mohit smiled a superior
smile. This is what woman is! Death
at her door, and yet she must quar
rel. She would dispute, thought he.
amused at his conceit, even with the
doorkeepers of Hades!
As he drew nearer, Khlroda with
clasped hands, addressed him, saying.
“Mr. Judge, for mercy’s sake, tell him
to give me back my ring!”
On inquiry, he found that a ring
had been hidden in the loops of Khi-
roda’s hair, which t-he warder dis
covering. had appropriated. Mohit
was again amused. This desire for a
bauble on the steps of the gallows!
Oh, woman, woman! ,
"Let me see the ring,” said he to
the warder, who handed it over to
him.
Mohit started as if it had been a
piece of live coal. In the ring was
set a miniature portrait on ivory of
gold rim was engraved the name
a young beardless youth. In its
gold rim was engraved the name
“Binode.” He raised his eyes from
the ring, and for the first time
looked Khlroda keenly in the face.
He seemed to see there the fresh,
fond, tear-bedewed countenance of
twenty-four vears ago. But, ah! and
what a difference.
KEEP OFF FLIES WITH A SCREEN.
" 'Yet I am liv‘ n g, as my soul well
deems,
And thus my soul is not within a
ghost,
But In my living body. Is the soul
Of one long dead as good a soul
As one like mine while I am still
alive?
The Hindu’s soul stands baffled and
aghast
At this grim question, and it swal
lows hard,
If any soul can swallow. But it an
swers not.’ ”
"Lay off on that!” exclaimed the
Head Barber. "I don’t as>k you to
stop gabbing very often, kiddo; but
you have went too far to-day. The
next time you start reciting poetry to
me I am going to walk right away
from this head chair and get a Job
In some other shop. I suppose there
will be a manicure girl there without
no more sense than you; but maybe
she won’t have a nut brother who
thinks he can write. Now. stop, and
remember what I say goes!”
"Gee, I hope you do go!” snapped
the Manicure Lady. "I like to see new
faces once in a while, and I think that
new barber which has went out to
lunch would fit In fine In your place.
I think lie is* a interesting talker, too.
He talks so soulful and has such fine
teeth. There is lots of worse pests in
the world than me, George, and may
be after you have went you will often
think of me with unrevailing sighs.”
A Matter of Doubt.
Two Irishmen, both members of the
building fraternity, were busily en
gaged recently in affixing slates to
the roof of a newly-erected house,
when suddenly a horrid mishap oc
curred.
Murphy slipped. In vain he sought
for something at which to clutch in
order to save himself from falling.
His hands grasped nothing but empty
air, and by their frantic exertions
caused Murphy completely to lose his
foothold.
So Murphy fell. Mike saw him fall,
and presently, after what seemed to
him hours of hideous suspense, heard
his friend’s body strike the ground
with a dull thud.
Fearfully Mike leaned over the edge
of the roof.
“Are yez dead, Murphy?" he called
in apprehensive tones.
“Oh, Oi'm aloive all right!" gasped
Murphy feebly.
Mike gazed at the prostrate bod!
wonderingly.
"Sure. I don't know whether to be
lieve you or not,” he remarked. "You
alwavs was a liar!”
Painfully Murphy raised himself on
one elbow.
“Then Oi’m dead!” he walled.
"You’d never dare call me a liar were
I aloive!"
See Your Skin
Grow Lighter
Daily
D O you want a fairer com
plexion? If you ’have a
very dark, sallow, coarse skin,
and you want to make It soft
and fair, use
K HIRODA, at the fag end of her
youth, woke up one morning to
find that her lover had depart
ed in the night, leaving her destitute.
She found that, in all the 38 years of
her life, she had not even made one
person her own, nor earned the right
even to the corner of a home in whicn
to live and die. She realized that life
had no pity upon her and would relax
none of its claims which must be at
tended to down to the smallest detail,
and she rolled on the floor, heating
its hardness with her forehead in an
agony of despair.
Evening came and It grew dark.
Khlroda had not the heart tcriiidy the
room, nor to light the lamp. Her
hungry child cried till It could cry r.o
longer, and fell asleep. A knock came
to the door and a man’s voice called
out, "Khtro, Khiro.” Khlroda flung
open the door and rushed out at him
who stood there with her broom put
ting the youth to precipitate flight.
Then, convulsively clutching the child
to her bosom, she went out of the
house and jumped Into the well.
The splash brought the neighbors
hurrying-to the spot and the bodies
were Ashed out. The mother was un
conscious, but the child was dead.
Khiroda was brought round in the
hospital and was committed to the
sessions by the magistrates.
II.
Mohit Datta was the Sessions
Judge. He sentenced Khlroda to death.
Her advocates tried their utmost to
get some mitigation of the sentence,
but without success.
There was some reason for this se
verity of his attitude toward feminine
frailty, as a glimpse into his earlier
historv will disclose.
His Youth.
Mohit in his undergraduate days
lived near the house of an elderly
couple with a young widowed daugh
ter, Sasi. What little of the world
Sasi used'to see from behind the bar
rier of her lonely widowhood seemed
to her like some golden land of mys
tery, where happiness stalked abroad.
Unsatisfied longing cramped the beat
ings of her heart.
In the intervals of her domestic du
ties Sasi sat at the window watching
the crowd on the public road. She
thought to herself how happy were
the passersby, how free the tramps,
i what gay characters were the hawk
ers in the comedy of life, and morn
ing and evening she saw the well-
groomed Mohit strutting past in the
i fullness of his self-conceit. To her
1 he was a demi-god, far above the
i mortals she saw around her.
i Perhaps Sasi could have cheerfully
' spent all her life playing with her
demi-god in the heaven of her fancy
had not her evil star made the demi
god smile upon her and materialize
SHOULD HAVE PLENTY OF WATER TO DRINK.
PLAYING WITH NO CLOTHES ON.
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HE boy, a big, husky youth of 18,
had complained Incessantly of
his troubles all day.
"Oh,” I said ‘at last, in some impa
tience, "why can’t you be a little
braver? For pity's sake, try to be a
man!"
The words had no sooner left my
lips than P fell to wondering. I had
urged him to be a man! If I could
take him by the arm and lead him to
some man who would be to hlrn a
shining example, where would I find
him?
Where could I find a man who
would bare his back to the rod and
make no complaint?
Was there a man who could teach
him patience, gentleness, forbearance,
charity, tenderness?
Was there a man whom he could
emulate, day after day, and Increase
hls strength in so doing?
I cast my eyes around all the men I
knew in search of one who on all
occasions knew how to be a man.
One was quick of temper, irritable,
rash, headlong, and though withal a
good man, the boy would find no In
structions there in the lesson of pa
tience everyone must learn.
Another blustered about hls bravery
and fooled all but those who knew
that when there was a mysterious
noise at his house in the night, hls
wife had to investigate.
Another had a reputation wide
spread 'or philanthropy, and only the
close-observing saw that his family
lacked the itecessitles of life in order
that he might enjoy seeing his nam**
on the hi'lboards with an imposing
row' of figures after it.
All cared more for their own crea
ture comforts than for the well-being
of the wife w'ho supplied them. All
complained loudly of a little pain, and
there was not a man among them who
did not say often to his wife. “Look.
what a burden our marriage has put
on my shoulders!” taking no note of
the greater burden bending her back.
All w'ere selfish, thinking only of
the gratification of their own desires
and showing a regard for others onlv
in the degree to which they supplied
them.
There w ere few' w'ho had both phys-
Ipal and moral courage, and almost
none as good in their thoughts as the
law compelled them to be in their
actions.
Then there passed before my eyes a
procession of women, i>ajient under
long suffering, brave w'hen everyone
around them faltered, denying them
selves that they might give to those
they loved, cheerful and smiling when
there wasn't a scrap of hope left, In
spiring. cheering, urging on the men
who walked beside ^icm. and^throw-
ing arms of protecting tenderness
around husband and children!
It was a noble sight. It filled my
eyes with tears, and I felt an emotion
too deep, and somehow too sacred, to
find vent in cheering.
"I will take it back,” I said to the
young man. “Don't be a man! Be a
woman!”
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“What do we want with gold and
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us.”
“Huh!” grunted the father, who had
been walking the floor nearly all
I night, "I’m glad Fortune didn’t
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