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It GEORGIANS MAGAZINE PAGE—
The Unchastened
. Woman :-
Novelized from the play by Louls K.
Anspacher, now running at the Thirty
ninth Street Theater, under the direc
tion of Oliver Morosco. Copyright, 1913,
by the International News Service.
By ANN LISLE,
(Continued From Yesterday.)
only realized that Hildegarde was
slipping away from him, and that he
had never needed her more,
“Hildegarde, you frighten me! ‘
How can we live together If you be
leve such things?”
Lawrence, with the consclousness of
what Krellin had forgiven Emily,
stood staring at Hildegarde—his
sweet, gentle, loving Hildegarde, who
would not forgive him, the so much
less his offense had measured,
But he did not know that to Hilde
garde his tangible disloyalty to the
highest ideals of marriage seemed as
great as Emily's failure to be true to
the best ideals of womanhood. He
The Blow Falls.
“Do you think that I could speak
like this if I didn’t realize that we
can't live together? You can't live
my way any more. ‘You've got an
other call. I won't live your way., I
try not to judge, but I can’t approve
of what you do.”
Hildegarde's tone was impersonal,
Judicial. It weighed in the balance,
accepted and refected, when all Law
rence longed for was the unintellec
tual warmth of mere loving,
“But she lled—she lied!"” he cried.
“l know she s neither big enough
nor small enough to really give her
#elf, but there's much more at stake
than physica! fidelity. She seduced
mluny from yourself—from every
I built my faith in—from every
thing that consecrated us.”
“But you're my wife, aren’'t you?”
Lawrence's mind tried to force its
way through the tangled maze of her
reasoning.
“You're not the man I married, and
this isn't the kind of life together that
‘we contemplated.”
There was an agonized quality in
the boy’'s voice. “But you love me,
don’t you ™
There are so many men who feel
that love, once given, must ever re
main; that, however they wander
afleld and follow new fancies, the fire
side goddess who Is Installed in the
mm.t ever !’w thtgr: lovingly and
¥ awaiting thelr return,
“How far off that sounds!” sald
In_dw-::dc. drearily.
are you saying? cried the
zlun’t help it, Larrie; but the truth
iB, we don't need or want each other
-.L'n e
nce felt between them an fm
n.omfl. gray mist through which
uid not speak words that might
uxwuum. His need was so cry
ing, so urgent, and across the np!ot
the impenetrable fog he visioned Hil
degarde dimly—moving away from
.I% He sent 4 cry across to her,
ut T want you! 1 can't live with.
you. I'd give up everything I
hoped to get to have you happy
A 8 you were!"” .
@ never used to think about hap
piness. It just came”
fludmrzo‘- eyes were fixed on that
far-away time that had been happy.
But her voice held a numb acquies-
Jence to pain.
A boyish cry forced its way from
Lawrence's suffering: “I wish I'd
never met her! It's all been futile!™
. "No; it hasn't been. She taught us
both a great deal”
“What's the good of that, if I've
lost you?™ .
But Hildegarde continued inexor
ably. Mn{: in love, there is one
who feels the greater need. If that
be the man, and the woman on
whom he leans is gentle and kindly
and a &‘t idealist, she ncfll:u
4 for his happiness, ut
the woman feels the greater need,
= -Anumhunmnntouhb‘
once both gentle strong.
But Hildegarde now had grown
©old. Her ideals had falled her. There
remained only work—and that Law
rence could not share. In it he had
fic sympathy nor any other part.
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Why does Sam Merwin call
L his new heroine
for her, Hildegarde had now nothing
to offer. If her own life had been
based on lies, there were still basic
truths of justice and kindness for
which to fight. So she continued stil]
judicial where emotion, not intellect
was being demanded of her.
“And then I like to think the fac
tory people are a little happler for
our knowing Mr. Knolys.”
Reproachfully and helplessly Law
rence flung his accusations at her,
Perhaps he had hurt her once~but
that was unconsciously; and now
coldly and wilfully she was condemn--
ing him to unceasing pain. ;
They Make It Up, |
“How cruel you are! What do I
care about all these things? It's only !
you, Hildegarde!” He went to her
side and flung himself on his knees
beside the chair where she sat firmly
Intrenched llke some gray figure of
doom. The salt of tears lent a tang
to his volice.
“You! You! You are all T want! If
I loge you, what will become of ms?
I'll just lose myself! Don't vou see
that I belong to you? Don't you see
that? Don’t punish me any more.”
Shaken by hoarse sobs, he clutched
her as |{f she were the one reality in
all the world of doubt and fears,
"“You can’t treat me like this! 1
oan't stand it! I've been wrong; but
“dlo‘n't' punish me for what I couldn't
elp.”
. Like a frightened child he sunk his
head upon her knees and called ber
with trembling, pleading arms that
begged since they could not demand.
And all the mother in Hildegarde {m
pelled her to comfort him.
“Larrie—Larrie—don’'t be absurd!
R;m!'t. cry, Larrie—you foolish, foollsh
v’
That the warmth in her tone aid
not hold the old love Lawrence did
not realize. He only knew that her
Arms were warm about him, that
her tone held affection, that she was
not sending him away. He caught
his arms about her still more tight
ly. All his need of her eried out and
beat upon her comc!‘?ulnul. His
weakness held her—and her strength
chained her, too.
Hildegarde's ideals wers one, hut
she could not tear down tgo fahric
of her life. She must go on building,
carefully and sanely because the
foundations were so weak,
“And you won't leave me? oried
h!:unco. beginning to be happy
again,
Hildegarde strained him to her with
A& sudden tenderness. Life was so
lonely—unless there was some one to
whom one mattered supremely, And
with all its hurt and disay pointment,
life had still given her that-—Law
rence needed her. It held her helplass
and it gave her hope.
“How can I leave you? You're such
a child,” sald :Ildmrdo Sanbury,
END.
T'he Story of a Conquest
AAgggxplete Short Story.
C¢H)OLLY,” sald Lady Margot im.
P pressively, “I have made a con
quest.”
Polly Charteris helped hebself to an
other chocolate,
“How very boring,” she observed
eoolly, -
“Not In this case, As a matter of
fact it is quite amusing. He Is an ar
tist."”
“Not the man who i» painting your
portrait? Well, there is nothing excit-
Ing In that. You know very well you'd
iduofehacflnllbodumhllm
and worship you "
“Don't jump to conclusions, dear. 801
& good girl and listen patiently, and 1
Wil tell you all about It. It is an adven
ture.” |
Polly took another chocolate. 1
"“Go ahead.” she murmured, resigned.
ly. Lady Margot's love affairs were so
numerous that the discussion of them
had become a trifle monotonous.
“As you kmow, my dear child,” Lady
mm(hnn.“lmuuvolu-v
first sitting with Sir Max Arblett this
morning. My idiot of a chauffeur mis
took the address anq set me down at a
block of studios which did not look very
| Inviting somehow. However, I went in
and as there seemed nobody about 1
knocked at the first door I eame to
with the idea of usking where Sir Max
hung out.
“That is where the adventure began.
A dream of an artist opened the door
to me. He loked exactly as an artist
ought to look. Thick ocurly halr, thin
White face, big eyes, shabby clothes,
and all the rest of it
"H‘toumllunu..-bhh.
and hunted out Sir Max's address for
me. But I was not in & hurry to go,
ospecially as the poor dear seemed
dreadfully upset about something.
“Well, you can m' 1 woon got him
1o confide In me. It Appeared was
h esrplece, .
r‘o‘:lr::. e :..l'b'd it He E n:
the rough outline ul. the
Eromed and covareg it i, Siting
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gul' l.ln trouble was that his model
couldn’t come, and there llo'r fel
mm,hnn‘uplwtu tof &
utiful woman to pose for him. So-
B el il O Bl and
-%n' would,” said my. #t muneh.
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i,.floa M'y ":?mhndy will rvufnlu
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| Margot lanily; “The face s fnined:
|in the figure | am sitting for.”
Polly sat up, suddenly thterested.
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the crown and the Jewels and a few
more accessories, and—"
“Margot, you are mad.”
“My dear child, you would have done
it yourself if you could have seen the
hungry, pathetic way In which my ar
tist gazed at me. And his gratitude! 1
tell you, he is already head over heels
In love with me. " é
“I'don’t doubt it. What is his name?
~ "Arnold Chalmers.”
~ "Never heard of him,” sald Polly,
“Anyhow, he's #ot his chance now, and
ifith such a model!"
~ “80 he seemed to think,” agreed Lady
Margot complacently,
Her account of her adventure was,
In essentials, correct, but on two or three
minor points Arnold Chalmers might
have set her right. For instance, he
had not spoken the exact truth In telling
her that his model could not come, the
MMuttheouldmulouu
Pay for her services.
Again, his stammering e€xpressions of
Sratitude to Lady Margot were sincere
enough, dbut hs was quite unaware that
he was supposed to be
of the devout lover, Ags‘:' kl-a.nm&" :
patron quite as badly as he Ld needed
a.nodd. He was already existing on it
more than a sandwich a day, a fact
Which concelvably accounted = for the
e eR o] chn, "
Lady ln;&t did not know these things,
%0 she o “{o‘ the sittings amazingly
;:‘uq te sorry when the picture
“It s jovely,” she really ad
miring her ’dam lmmu_‘.'
“‘;l‘a?nummun. he sald air.
“1 lov " she ex od with en
tlllh‘.,m m"' lu.nnm-b his eyes,
“l‘; give Mfl‘t‘u for i."
l‘:’y argot looked at a man
i vars Vs oßt S
The men In her set knew what she
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md u"uy the pleture thore and &:
brain grew dizzy.
"lmunutonnonwbo."ho
-m.‘t be afrald” she whispered,
Rel sy, “wet
you think & hundred :m.’fl. 106 much
A of course.” sald Lad. Margot,
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w! iM Mar read the account
mru."' ‘l‘?.’-dy ln.:‘u Artist's Studio!” she
was uite ovmwa.
"raa e sald, “have you the
-m; lt'y.‘m. artist has m-
L A
- the account of the uent
%‘h’o‘m practically lhrm. hl:‘tz
i am glad they have put it
ke &l.!‘ purred ug Margot. “Tt
would not have m '_lv name “1
have come out, it
“The Truffl_emr”?
S What Happened to Jane
Her llusbanfl_”Surpriscs Her.
CHAPTER XL. |
(Copyright, 1915, Star Company.)
€¢Y WILL be honest with you,
Ruth,” Jane began In reply
to her companion's challenge.
Then, with a sinking heart, she ap
preciated that she could not tell her
friend the whole truth unless she weras
to acknowledge her husband's pecu
llarities. Well, she must do the best
she could by way of explanation,
“l want to be on the same old terms
with you and the other girls,” Jane
continued — “especially with you,
Ruthie. You know we've gone about
together since we were little kiddies.
I do want your friendship.”
Ruth’s silence recalled her to the
fact that she was not erlun!nc her
conduct; so she tried again.
“To be truthful, Ruth, I could not
afford to have a regular wedding,
with guests, and somehow I did not
want any fuss. So I just got married
quietly. I hope you understand?”
"I told you just now that was your
‘hu-ln.-. not ours,” Ruth reminded
her. “And I told you, too, that we
girls realized that. But your manner
on the train that day, and the way
you've kogt away from us ever since—
well, it's hard to understand.”
“As to that day on the train.” Jane
made another effort to explain. ‘1
wummm_mvhmerluhom
it or not. But Augustus was so
full of getting home that he hard'v
understood how much I wanted you to
come to see me, and so when you
;foko of it he 414 not seem cordlal,
e Cldn't mean anything—only he's-—
he's not used to ‘oun. people. And
when l‘:v fl;nt hhmml'f:l“ not
As cordial as it mig t em
barrassed—and perhaps I seemed
cold and disagreeable—but really !
"It‘. ted amal
you wan 0 wee me n,
why haven't you been over or anked
me to your home? Ruth demandod.
"Wb'xhnv«flmuduyoflhom
or girla come and see your new
home ™
Here was a poser, for Jane must be
loyal to the man she had married.
“Why-—why,” she stammered, “you
#oe Augustus has felt that 1 ought
to stay at home and giw all my time
"p to getting need 1o his honse Just at
first. 8o that's what I've been dolng
lately ™
“Tut he has a housekeaper he's had
for vears.” Ruth asserted,
“T know.™ Jane tried to laugh, “bot
Angustus fost wanted me to stay at
home untfh 1 got acenstomad to her
And to the way he wants things done.
o, really, T haven't been anvwhere
Why. T haven't heen to mother's near.
Iy as often as I'd-like to gn*
“She told me vou'd hardly been
there at all” Ruth refoinad. “Ana
that seemed queer, too—and not a nit
ke vou, Jane™
“Well, you understand now. Aan't
:o?:" Jane urged. “Please say yon
o
Bhe took Ruth's hand tn hers. The
familiar handclasp did more to sweep
away the barrier between the pair
than all their words had done. Ruth
determined to give Jane another trial
and to persuade the other girls to do
the same.
“That’s all right, Jane,” she assent
ed. “Let's forget our little misunder
standings—shall we? And I'll tell the
others that you want things just like
they used to be. But you must run in
and see us. Of course, | suppose it's
our place to come first—so (f you
don't mind I'll start the fashion by
coming over to-morrow afternoon,
rather late,
“You know I have a new position,
in an office In Pattonville, as stenog
rapher and typewriter, but 1 get half
of every Saturday off. It's a real
eary job. Suppose I come over to
morrow afternoon about 57 Wlll that
be all right?™
“You must stay to supper,” she said.
“I'd love to,” Ruth accepted, cor-
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“Yes,” Jane agreed.
The Aoor leading from the church
into the guild room opened, and a
stream of light lowed In. Leaning over
the cholr rall, the girls saw John
Ormsby and Dick Guilford peering up
at them. Tom was Ruth's most de
voted admirer, and Dick was his
chum.” \
“Hello, girls!” Tom greeted them.
“The light showed us who you twe
were. Besides that, I saw you both
sneak off in here.” 4
They came stumblingly up the
stairs to the loft. “Hello, Jane!” Tom
sald. “Glad to see you In our midst
again,” Dick added.
Ruth laughed happlly. “Yes, she's
one of us once more,” she sald. “And
even If she is married, she wants to
be as good friends with us all as
ever.”
“Indeed I do!” Jane exclaimed.
Then she remembered her husband.
“l must be going,” she announced.
The two boys guided the girls down
the stairs to the body of the church.
Here it was still so dark that Tom 4id
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not relax his hold upon Ruth's hand.
Dick Guilford, after the manner of his
kind, held Jane's elbow in hux-p as
he pitched her through the urity
toward the guild room.
As they approached, the door was
suddenly opened from the other sida,
and Jane, with a start, saw that her
husband stood in the entrance. The
light from the guild room fell full
upon her as she halted, Dick Guilford
close to her, her arm still In his
grasp.
(To Be Continued.)
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of surface is 3% pounds.
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The shortest mile is the Chinese, only
690 yvards. Norway has the longest, 12,-
182 yards.
® o/
One hundred and fifteen million locust
eggs weigh a ton, Sixty tons a year are
destroyed in Cyprus.
* - *
A horse eats 100 pounds of hay a week;
a cow 10¢ pounds; a sheep 10 pounds
and a goat 8 pounds.
. * L
To shear a sheep by machinery takes'
four and one-half minutes, against fify
teen minutes by hand.
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A tull-rigged ship has thirty-thres|
sails, fourteen of which are Jibs l.nd‘
foresalls. |
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So prosperous is New Zealand that &
war tax may not be necessary next Year;
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In all races the male brain is 10 pn"
cent heavier than that of the femals.
. ¥ 98 > !
The grape is one-seventh sugar; thd'
apple only one-fourteenth.
. - -
A Russian is not of age until his twen.
ty-sixth year.
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| Twenty thousand French priests are
under arms,
i- . »
~ Italy has more theaters than any othew
country,
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Tceland holds the record for centene~
rians,
. . -
Pearl oysters sell in the rough at 3¢
a thousand.
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Itallans who have become naturalized
in Switzerland are liable to military
service in both countries.
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Mammal That Lays Eggs. |
In Tasmania there is a specles of
mammals the females of which lay eggs,
from which the young are hatched like
the young of birds. This mammal, the
echidna, is perhaps of the lowest order
of mammals and is a kind of connecting
link between mammals and reptiles,
They are about the size of a baby por
cupine, are covered with strong spines
set thickly all over their skins, ang by
way of a nose they have a slender and
narrow beak of white horn,
The echidna has very long sharp claws
with which It digs a deep burrow. In
this burrow it bullds a nest for its
young and deposits one or two egge,
which are inclosed in a strong flexible
shell three-fourths of an inch in length
by two-thirds of an inch in diameter,
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Certainly,
*What does auto-suggestion mean7*
asked Binks.
“That's when your wife begins to
Imr. out how much you would save
in car fares if you had your own mo
tor,” replied Jinks.
(sinopolitan