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Their Married Life
By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
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ITH no prices on the menu!"
repeated Helen In amuse
ment. "Then they tan
charge ua anything they pieane**"
"That's the idea Moat of the imart
places in Paris never price their food
They'ra supposed to cater to people
who are concerned only with the qual
ity of the dishes —not with the price ’’
"But. Warren. WE don’t want to go
*• such a place' I'd be so worried
about what the check was going to be j
—I couldn’t eat a thing
"Wall we re going to one right now for
dinner Cafe D Armenonville One of the j orated border of lobsters end
•how places in the Bols You'll see more , she had hoped all along that
amart Parisians there than you've seen j vras wrong and that the prices would be
Ttt While we re over here we re go given, but there was not a single figure.
She saw him slip some money Into yje
hand of the suave Frenchman, and a
moment later they were being seated at
one of the few tables that had been
"reserved "
"Warren, 1 thought you didn't believe
in bribing headwalters?"
"Well, you’ve got to do It here. This
is a show' place. I tell you, and you’ve
got to come across We’d have stood
there all night without a table If I
hadn't forked up."
Helen’s first concern was in the menu
-a large card with a fantastically dec-
craba.
Warren
Brighter Side of Turkey Trotting
An Expert's Advice of How This Famous Dance Can Re Purged of All
Objectionable Features.
1
Ing to do Paria. What difference does
few dollars make one way or the other?"
"But. dear, I'm not dressed for a pro
tent tons place "
"Well, put on something light then
anything will do They don't expect
Americana to dress much They think
we all come from a aort of wild and
woolly West All they want Is our
money "
"Well. I don’t think we've got so
much,’ laughed Helen "Not enough to
go to a place where they don't price
their food
"Guess w’e can stand It for once Hur
ry up it's almost 7.”
A little later they left the hotel Out
side Warren raised his cane at a pass
ing taxi.
Warren Determined.
"Of routs® we ve got to have a cab. "
impatienii' as Helen made her usual
protest It’s the only way you can
get to that place Now. you leave this
to me We’re going to Armenonville ’*
to-night. And were going to do the
tnmg right Hang the expens**
When Warren started out In this spir
it Helen knew It was useless to try to .
curb him He was In the mood to spend
money- and he was going to
This bill of fnr^ was to show
you could get not what you v
to pay for It.
"Oh. dear, just order one
things’ I’m not very hungry
had luncheon, didn’t you?”
But Warren only glowered at her. and
gave his order to the waiter by rheck-
I ing off with his pencil some of the
I dishes with the longest and. as Helen
I thought, most expensive looking French
names
"Now, see here.'’ when the waiter had
gone, "this isn't so bad as you think,
j The theory of this is that they charge
In proportion to what you order. For
instance, If you only have a roast and a
«a!ad. you pay more proportionately for
those two dishes than you would If you
had four or five That's fair enough
"Well, if that's their method, then
why don’t they put down the prices and
deduct a certain percentage when you
order a number of things 0 Wouldn't
that be a good Idea for any restaurant?
Think how much more people would
order If they felt they were getting a
discount."
"Huh! Sort of on the principle of
five cents apiece, six for a quarter!”
grinned Warren
"But don't you see people WOULD
order more." Insisted Helen, growing en-
spend It ! , husla*tlc over her Idea "I’m sure any
: of the big New York restaurants would
8h« leaned bark In ths csb with a sigh | ro , n monPy on tha , ••
"Better try to sell ’em the Idea when
you get back," scoffed Warren "They
might pay you something for It."
of resignation
But as this was Helen’s first drive
through the Champa Ely sees, she soon
forgot everything else In the beauty of
tha scene.
Under the trees, along the drive, were
chairs and tables, mostly deserted now
But from the g*v gowns of the few peo
ple who still lingered Helen could Im
agine what it must have been an hour
earlier
"I’ll not have the time, but you ought
to oome out to ihe Bols some afternoon
for tea." suggested Warren "Nothing
like it In the world. There's Ammon-
villa's through there." pointing to a
mass of brilliant lights glimmering
through a grove of trees
Cabs, taxis* and vlctoriaa were lined
up three and four abreast In the wide
graveled driveways before this famous
restaurant #
"But we re not going to keep this
taxi?" asked Helen anxiously, as they
waited their turn to draw up before the
entrance
"That s juat what we re going to do."
snapped Warren
chances of getting one when we’re
through."
To order dinner from an unpriced
menu, and to feel that a tax! was In
dustriously ticking up the francs- the
evening he’d little prospect of pleasure
for Helen
Warren led the way through Ihe spa
cious hallway to the garden beyond.
The place was like fairyland, with banks
of red geraniums, a gleaming fountain,
end ropes of colored lights festooned
through trees and shrubbery There
must have been a hundred or more
tables on the lawn, yet all were taken,
and a group of people were waiting
"You stay here" Warren strode olT
determinedly after a headwaiter
Helen's gaze followed him anxious!'
LIFE'S STRUGGLE
WITH ILLNESS
Mi*s St«wart Tells How She
Suffered from 16 to 45 years
old—How Finally Cured.
KU PH EMI A, f >H IQ.—"Because of
total ignorance of how to care for
myaelf when verging into woman
hood. and from taking cold’w hen go
ing to school. I suffered from a dig-
placement. and each month 1 had re
vere pains and naugea which always
meant a lay-off from work for two
to four day* from the time I was
16 year* old
"T went to Kansas to live with mv
siater. and while there a doctor tol l
me of the Pinkham remedies but I dl.l
not use them then as my faith In
patent medicine war limited. After
my sister died I came home to Ohio
to live and that has been my home
for the last 18 years.
"Wall, thev might!” defiantly.
Juat then** striking beauty, in a
clinging white gown and a drooping
leghorn hat with red popples, swept by,
leaving a trail of perfume
"Dear, some of the gowns ARE beau
tiful." mused Helen, now giving herself
up to a study of the place.
A Pretty Girl.
"Not a had-looking girl over there In
yellow," commented Warren.
"I w&a Just going to speak of her—
that’s the most WONDERFUL gown'"
The girl was dark and slender, with
heavy brown hair drawn low Into a sim
ple coll on her neck. Her dress was of
pale yellow chiffon, with brown fringe;
her hat of the same chiffon was
wreathed with yellow-petaled. brown
eyed daisies, and the streamers of
brown velvet ribbon were knotted un
der her chin.
Most of the hats had either ties or
streamers, with the trimming placed at
..... ... , Home daring angle While they must
e not take any j h*v* looked very extreme in the shop
windows, they were charming on the
women who wore them
"After all. the French women DO
know how to wear their clothes."
"The ones you see here ought to,"
was Warren's comment. "That’s about
their only Job.”
"Hear, 1 haven't any Idea what I’m
eating. Helen exclaimed suddenly.
"Well, it’s good, Isn't It? That's
sweetbread with truffles and wine sa ce,
en casserole one of their specialties
here. Only place In Faria you can get
It like this "
But to Helen the food was always
secondary to the atmosphere of the
place and the people. And now she ab
sent-mindedly ate her dinner. Intent
upon the scene about her.
"A woman never has any palate,"
grumbled Warren. "This diah is a work
of art There's a smoothness aikd fla
vor to this sauce that you wouldn't get
anywhere else In the world. But you
don't appreciate it! A dinner like this
is wasted on any woman "
"Why, dear, that isn't fair." Indig
nantly "I think It s delicious, and I'm
eating evary bit of It ”
A Treat.
"Oh. you're eating It. but might as
well be naiing corned beef hash in a
dairy lunch room I tell you this is a
trewt! No wonder the chef who made
that sauce didn’t want a prAce put on It
You can't price a thing like that any
more than you can price a rare picture."
enthused Warren, growing eloquent un
der the influence of the vintage wine
Even Helen forgot her dread of the
check and became enthuaiaetlo when
the waiter served the fruits au cham
pagne It was a tall glass diah of cut
fruit, wonderful strawberries, cherries,
pineapples and peaches floating In an
iced syrup of blended wires and cor
dials.
When later the check was brought
face down on a plate. Instinctively Hel
en leaned forward to see the total. But
Warren took It up quickly, glanoed over
the Items, drew a crisp note from his
Helen
(Top picture) “This is a dance where shoulders count.”
(Bottom picture) “There should be a foot of space between partners.”
T
"The Change of Life came w hen 1, wallet and laid It over the check
was 47 years old. and about this tim
I saw my physical condition plainly
described In one of your advertise
ments. Then I began using Lydia E.
Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, and
J can not tell you or any one the
relief it gave me in the Are; three
months. It put me right where I
need not lay off evert month, an!
during the last 18 years I have nut
paid out two dollars to a doctor, and
have been blessed with excellent
health for a woman of my age. and 1
<an thank Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege
table Compound for it.
"Since the Change of Life is ov*r
I have been a maternity nurse, sni
being wholly self-supporting I can
was not familiar enough with French
money to know the amount of the note,
nor could she tell by the change re
turned.
"Dear, how much wea that check?**
unable to keep beck the question.
"Well, I’ve paid it. haven't I? And It
waa a blamed good dinner Now we’ll
have no harang\*s over expense# this
evening. Come on—let’s sse If we can
find that cab ’’
The cab! Helen had wholly forgotten
tha? the cab waa waiting- and they bad
been there almost three hours!
Warren located their driver and In a
, , few moment* they were whirling back
not overestimate the value of good ■ . w
health I have now earned a com- hrou « h >he Champa Elys.es. now more
fortable little home Just by sewing b ’* u,1,uI th * r «»« r "<>»> 'h« H*hta
and nursing since I was 62 years old. j * ,eam * n * through ths dark trees, and
I have recommended the Compound ,o i with « v «nr now and then a glimpse of
many with good results, as it is the Seine and Its jeweled bridges
cellent to take before and after child- But the charm of all this was io*t on
birth.”—MU« Evelyn Adella Stewar Helen She wee not leaning hark and
W you*"want & special advice writ. b " U ’' ,° f ,h * dri '« *»-
t. Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co w " ho " upright.
(cenfidentiaI), L w nn. Mass Your let - ! every mu#cl * •trained, as she tensely
ter will be opened, read and an- j trifHi to figure out how much that din-
ered bv a woman and held in strict
•fioenca.
I trie*
j ner and the three hours'
cab must havs coat.
wait of the
By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
AHE new school of turkey trot
ting has brought Into existence
two groups of rabid partisans—
those who do the dance und know
how jolly is the dancing, and those
who look on and see how shocking Is
the prancing. And meanwhile turkey
trotting is so earnestly done that it
seems in a fair way to be done to
death—and n fallow field for humor
ists will thus become sterile and bar
ren of little Jokes like the famous,
She Is more trotted against than
trotting."
In our age of specialization, tur
key trotting 18 not sufficiently spe
cialized, and ever.f little freak step
that wriggles its way into life mas
querades under the one name or that
of some barnyard or menagerie rela
tive. Thei** 1s a brighter side to
turkey trotting: there Is a possibility
of having It become a dance as well
regulated as the two-step, and yet
fn»e to express the true dancing Joy
of-livlng of the partners who merrily
whirl through its mazes
T*>r confirmation of this thearv,
while in New York I went to Leon
Errol, the clever originator of "turk
lsh trottlshness,” one of the features
of the Ziegfeld "Follies of 1918.” and
with clever Stefa Chatelaine, the
partner of dances and of life to help
him. Mq, Errol showed me how you
should and how you shouldn’t do th*?
“trot.”
Correct Position.
"Here Is fhe correct position for
learning the trot." said Mr. Erroll, 11-
^strating the while. "The girl place-*
hands on the shoulders of he*
partner. The man place* one hand
under the elbow of his partner and
hts bent elbow under her other arm.
In this position ever sway of a part
ner who knows the dance throws the
shoulders of the other partner into
the proper swing; not a wriggle or a
suggestive movement, but the my-
ln°- to music that Is the natural ex
pression used In all dances that are a
real expression of Joy sot to music In
stead of conventional ballroom steps.
"If you want to see the art of danc
ing. naturally you go to see Genee.
and you enjoy wlthout anv thought of
spending years in trying to master the
act of dancing as she has done.
*'But when you go to see the mod-
e^i. up-to-date dancing of the stage
you have a weather eye on learning to
do It, too—and springing a new step
at the next cabaret you favor. Here
are three things to remember about
stage dancing—It consists of tempo,
a trick step and a
catch the eve. In
like mine, the tempo !s very quick—
whirltngly rapid without a break m
its movements, that fnirly pile up in
tap of one another Then there is the
trick step worked out to he differ
ent as possible, and f1na n '* tho comic
element to make it p' with the audi-
ene*.
Allow For Freedom.
"The amateur turkey trotter must
copy the first two parts of stage tur-
ke\ trotting, and avoid the acting Ilk?
gr*m death.
"Don't play to the gallery—don't do
'in exaggerated step and fairly revel
the idea that the people are looking
at you In admiring wonder. They are
probably wondering all right—how
you can be so vulgar or po foolish.
"Tako a refined position that leaves
at least a foot of space between the
partners and allow for freedom of
motion. Holding your partner too
closely not only makes the dance sug
gestive. and gives too much chance to
the critical enemies at turkey trotting
to get in their work, but makes it
imiHJ88ible for the amateur to dance
with the graceful free sway that >9
the chief beauty of turkey trotting.
“Then with a clear picture In your
mind of what you want to do, work
out a .«tep. Sometimes Miss Chate-
laine and I little children dancing
to an organ grinder's tunes on the
streets—that suggests a step—and we
may spend as much as two hours* in
working out the one step.
"Turkey trotting demands a free
yet firm position that lets the part
ners work together; an absolute feei
ng for time, and ability to follow* the
music without a break; the utmost
patience In working out a step, and
ability and imagination to work out
little trick steps that will add to the
mere sway that is the basis of all tur
key trotting and allied dances.
"We must always keep in mind that
this is a dance In which shoulders
count. In the now sedate waltz, the
position of arm-around-waist used to
be considered rather risque—well, you
don’t have to assume that position if
you are going to trot correctly. The
position 1 suggest—girl’s arms on
man’s shoulders, and man s arms used
as levers under girl's elbows, Is staid,
respectable and guaranteed to pro
duce graceful rhythmical trotting.
"As In other departments of life,
and dancing." concluded Mr. EitjI,
"there is a right way and there is a
wrong way. But the right way to
turkey trot is pleasing to observe and
pleasing to do. If the amateur will
assume the position I teach and prac
tice one step at a time patiently and
In faithful effort to keep In perfect
rhythm with the music, he will soon
find himself able to do a modern
dance without a shade of vulgarity
and without a trace of amateurish 111 -
at-easeness.”
1
All
e Bobbie’s
By WILLIAM F. KIRK
Pa
w
JK got a other new w’hlte hired | vllyun. The second act is the salm
as the first, in the asilum. One of the
pashunts thare lsent crazy at all. he
Is a rich young man wlch ie beeing
kep In thare so his relatives can git
all his munny. He falls in luv with
the poor gurl wich is being held
thare by the vllyun & tells her that
they will find some way to escape.
She looked up Into his eyes & ree-
sited a other peece of poetry. She
was all the time reesiting poetry' si-
rote. Vera toald me. Vera sed tha 1
the longer the heroine stayed in th"
asilum the moar poetry t*he rote. Sh<
looked up Into the eyes of t*ie hero
& reesited.
Oh firs, I will fly a way irilh you
And marry you for luv.
Yure munny all can stay xcith you.
J have no use for it. duo.
Rut irhat if you mite be insane
tf not what you representf
Then to this place I wud return
tf be sorry I ever had went.
gurl, her naim is Vera. Ma sed
it i» a prltty naim, but I think
It is a funny' naim for a hired gurl.
Hired gurls used to be called Bridget
& N«ra & thay was good hired gurls.
too. But things Is different now. The
last thr^e hired gurls we had was
Marguerite & Sylvia & Belladonna. *
now w’e have Vera. She is vary pritty.
Pa sed stie had dreemy eyes & Ma
sed it was from sleeping too sound
that her eyes was dreemy.
Vera is riteing a play. She wuddent
tell Pa & Mr that she was riteing it,
but she toald me so I promised toer
that I wuddent say a word to Pa &
Ma. The naim of the play is Alone
in Mill edge vllle, & It tells about a
butlful young gurl that fell In luv
with a keeper In the Milledgevllle in
sane asilum. He was a vilyun. The
gurl goes to Milledgevllle to see him
beekaus he had toald her that he
owned a gTate big estate He took the
gurl to the asilum & toald her that
all the insane peepul thare was his
servants. She beleeved him at first
bit of acting to I and then the horribel truth dawned
cornedv dancing on her. Then she »d In poetry’ to
the vilynn:
On Fancy’s Wings.
A sweet young thing in white flut
tered tow’ard the aeroplane mechanic,
and resolutely took possession of him.
asking all those usual senseless ques
tions that now’ have become the com
mon lot of aviators and their assist
ants.
But this particular assistant—and
who can wonder; was not the sweet
young thing In white a damsel quite
adorable?—strove bravely to satisfy
the curiosity of his fair inquirer; and
explained with remarkable clearness
the working of a monoplane.
Still, there is a limit even to the
patience shown by susceptible man
tow’ard charming maid.
"Tell me." inquired the sweet young
thing in white. "w r hat happens when
your engine stops in th e air? Can’t
you come down?"
"That’s just the trouble." sighed
the mechanic, mastered by his sense
of the ridiculous. "D’you know, there
are a dozen or so airmen now strand
ed above France. Their engines have
stopped; they can’t get down, and
they are starving to death!"
Later she learned the truth. So
ended what might have been a ro-
Ynance.
You have me at yure merry here
Of that thare ain't no doubt;
If you are rechi sane. my own.
Our lives will pleasant be.
Rut if sum nitr I'd heer you groan
I'd hide a tray from thee
It is a awful, haunting feer
To feer one’s husband is dippy,
& if 1 ever see you thus
I’ll jump in the Mississippi.
The last act isent finished yet. Vers
. . , i toald me. She is pritty smart for
I think 1 shall go bughouse, deer. i a h i rot i * ur i 5ays we n she gi;-
If you don’t git me out. ! rich I can marry her wen I gru>.
I'd rather be a peasant’s bride ■ up.
housekeep in a hut | ~
tj’han iced a chump in this here dump
d get to be a nut.
Then Vera toald me that finished
the first act. The curtain goes down
Excused.
Bob—Will you take a ticket in this
raffle for a poor widow——
Simp—Nix I wouldn't have any
wen she is reading them lines to the | use for a poor widow if I won.
$1,000
Reward
Offered
for every ounce of
adulteration or in
ferior grade cof
fee found in a
sealed can of Max
well House Blend.
Atk r
Cheek-Neal
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By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
NOT WORTH YOUR WORRY.
Dear Miss Fairfax;
I am 18 and recently met a
young man about the same age.
He made quite an impression
upon me and w-' have met by ap
pointment a few times. Last
week I happened to misunder
stand a date the young man made
in his letter and disappointed him.
Now he is angry, and aJthough I
tried to exDlain the matter to
him, he will not believe my ex
cuse I am quite heartbroken
over it. RAY. •
Your humble attitude doesn’t do
you credit. You did no wrong and
ow’ed neither apology nor explanation.
Please, for your own sake, let the
matter end here, and If he attempts
to see you, ref us'
THERE COULD BE NO OBJEC
TION.
Dear Miss Fairfax;
I am 16, and have a friend two
years my senior. His birthday is
quite near and I would like to
know If It Is preper for me to
send him a birthday card, so as
to let him know I think of him.
ANXIOUS.
A cordial little note, wishing him
many happy returns, will prove your
friendship.
You are so young; will you promise
me to regard no man as more than
a friend for a few years longer?
CERTAINLY NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am deeply In love with a
young man 21 years old. I meet
him often and he gives me hints
that he loves me. but he a4so tells
me he hasn’t courage to propose.
Now please tell me how I should
act. Should I tell him that I love
him or not? HILDA.
The girl worth having Is worth ask
ing for. Tell him so the next time
he hints. Also hint that there are
other men not quite so slow. But
save your avowal of love until he
has earned it.
THE DIFFERENCE IMMATERIAL
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am In love w’ith a girl four
years my senior, w’hich difference
in our ages seems to stand be
tween us. I have tried in every
w'as possible to convince her of
my love, but so far have not suc
ceeded. I do not believe I can ever
be happy without her. E.
You do not state your age. If you
are old enough to marry, her four
years seniority should be no bar.
I am convinced she refuses you be
cause she does not love you. Be per
sistent in your devotion, and If that
does not melt her heart, try giving
your atention to some other girl.
CERTAINLY.''
Dear Miss Fairfax;
I am eighteen and am keeping
company with a young man for
the past year. Now this young
man’s folks live out of town and
invited me to their home. 8hould
I accept their Invitation? A. B. S.
If the Invitation Is from his mother
I would have you accept by all
means. It will mean a great deal to
your future happiness to get on good
terms with them, and the visit may
give you an enlightening view’ of youY
lover. I hope it will prove favor
able.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
One Woman’s Story .
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
CHAPTER XV.
rr^ HERE Is a numbing quality to
all sudden and great sorrow.
Psychologists tell us that the
mind is so dazed by the shock of grief
that it can not grasp the fearful truth
In all its details. Whatever causes this
partial insensibility, we are thankful
for It.
Mary Danforth was like one stunned
during the days that followed her fath
er’s death. She listened In stony si
lence while the facts of his seizure
were related to her He had come up
from the office, and after dinner dressed
to go to her graduation exercises, but
had dropped to the floor as he started
to leave the apartment, and in five
minutes stopped breathing. He had
never regained consciousness.
This was no time for subterfuges, aqd
Mrs. Danforth was soon made acquainted
with the state of affairs between her
daughter and Gordon Crglg. She was
told that no formal engagement existed,
but that the pair loved each other and
were going to wait for each other until
such time as they were ready to mar
ry. The bereaved wife, made suddenly
old by the great sorrow of her life,
clung to the young man, and sobbed
out her woe and her trust In him.
"I have found a son,” she said at
last. "God bless you, dear boy!"
Craig bent his tall head to kiss her
pale cheek. "I shall try to be worthy
of your daughter," he whispered, "and
of your confidence in me.”
He remained in New York for a week.
The changes in his business, of which
he told Mary, would keep him from the
road hereafter, another man having
been deputed to travel for his firm,
while he was to remain at the home of
fice.
"Hard times have hit us as well as
the rest of the world," he said regret
fully. "and matters do not look as
bright as they did. But I shall stick to
one Job and shall hope for a salary that
will warrant my marrying In a year or
two. Heaven speed the time!”
And Mary was not ashamed to add a
sincere "Amen!" to this hope.
It was on the day after the funeral
that the mother and the daughter
learned that, added to the loss of hus
band and father, another trouble had
befallen them. Investigation of Mr.
Danforth’s affairs brought to light the
fact that his business was in a desper
ate condition and that he had lived right
up to his income. His lawyer told the
two women the painful truth that when
the funeral expenses were paid and a
few bills that Mr Danforth had con
tracted were settled the pair would be
well-nigh penniless except for a small
life Insurance the deceased had carried
in favor of his wife.
"Your husband took that Western trip
on the chance of saving the day,** the
lawyer explained to the widow. "He
hoped to put a business deaf*through out
there, but he failed. I think the disap
pointment, coupled with the dread of
what w’as before him, hastened his
death"
"He did it all for us,” Mary told
Craig. "He lived just to make us hap
py. He wanted us to have a pretty
home and all that we wanted, and he
could not bear to ten us that we must
part with these things. Now I can sea
why he was taken from us. It would
have broken his heart had he lived to
see ua lose what we have been accus
tomed to.”
Mary spoke firmly, yet gently. ”1 am
going to work, mother." she asserted.
"No. do not look distressed at the Idea!
It is what father would wish—what he
always told me I must be prepared to do
if fhe need arose."
"It will not be for long," Craig re
minded the mother. "I hope that mat
ters will go so well with me that I can
come for you and Mary soon. Then we
three will have a little home of our
own."
"I could not accept It even from Gor
don," remarked Mrs Danforth later to
her daughter, "if I did not have that in
surance money of my own.”
The daughter said nothing. She
could not bear to tell her unsophisticated
mother what a little way the money, of
which she spoke so confidently, would
go. The Income from It would not sup
port one woman, no matter how eco
nomical ehe might be, and the girl
knew the principal would be drawn upon
gradually until it was all gone Ami
(has?
"I will be able to support her my
self," she thought bravely. "She shall
use as little of her own money as pos
sible. I would not want her to be en
tirely dependent upon Gordon—even
hough he Is willing to care for her. I
it *«t to work at once.’*
The place she secured was not a bril
liant one, but she had not expected that
It would be. 6he was engaged as ste-
nograpner and typewriter to a kindly,
middle-aged real estate agent. He had
a small office and her salary matched
the office. But what else could a be
ginner hope for?
Thus It came about that when Gor
don Craig turned his face westward
again he knew that the girl he loved
was the sole deperfdenoe of her widowed
mother. His heart ached when he re
membered that the pretty home must
be given up, and tha handsoma furniture
sold—except such pieces as the two
lonely women would need to furnish the
tiny flat they would take in an unfash
ionable part of town. He longed to stay
and help them.
"But my Job won’t w%lt for me!** he
muttered with a bitter sign. "If I were
only rich!"
Which exclamation Is such a common
one that it Is hardly worth recording.
Barber^—Poor Jim has been sent to
an asylum.
Victim (in the chair)—Who Is Jim?
"Jim ia my twin brother, sir. Jim
has long been brooding over the hard
times, an’ I suppose he finally got
crazy.”
“Is that so?”
"Ye^ He and me has worked aide
by side for years, and we were so
alike we couldn’t tell each other
apart. We both brooded, too. No
money In this business now.”
"What’s the reason?”
"Prices too low. Unless a customer
takes a shampoo It doesn't pay to
shave or hair-cut. Poor Jim! I
caught him trying to cut a custo
mer’s throat because he refused a
shampoo, so I had to have the poor
fellow locked up. Makes me sad.
Sometimes I feel sorry I didn’t let
him slash all h e wanted to. It might
have saved his reason. Shampoo,
sir?”
“Yes!"
• • •
It was Pat’s first day In the saw
mill, and hia duties consisted of
working the circular saw. The fore
man directed him as to Its use, then
left him In order to attend to some
pressing matter. Having occasion,
however, to pass Pat’s way again, he
was somewhat annoyed to see him
standing idly surveying his hand.
"Well, what’s wrong?" he said
sharply.
"Sure and begorra I’ve lost a fin
ger," replied Pat.
"How did It happen?” Inquired the
foreman.
"Sure. I was Jist doin’ like this
when—bejabbers! There’s anlther one
off!”
• • •
The daughter of the house had Just
returned from a visit to her cousins,
during which she had become engaged
to a rising young man whom slie had
met at the home of her relatives. To
her mother she was extolling the vir
tues of her Intended.
"Oh, mother,” she exclaimed, "he's
Just grand! So square, so upright.
80 highly polished. Why, even in his
notes there Is such a sympathetic tone
that sometimes I wonder If I am not
reading the music of the gods!”
"Mercy’s sake, child!” Interrupted
mother, "are you talking about a
young man or a piano?"
• • •
”1 want you to put up some wall
paper I have bought,” said the coun
try clergyman, meeting the local
man-of-all-work. "When can you do
It?”
_ "Well, sir,” he exclaimed, "you see,
I’m rather busy fust now. i hung
Mrs. S yesterday; l’m hanging
your church warden to-dav; hut, if
It’s convenient, I'll drop round and
hang your reverence on Wednesday.”
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