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THE BELLE OF NEW YORK
See Story in Motion Plctures!
#The Belle of New York,” in which Marion Davies takes the'
E; star part, will be shown soon at the best theaters. This|
. picture, staged under the personal direction of Julius
. Steger, is released by the Select Pictures Corfiorution.l
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& By Jane McLean,
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B (Novelized from the Motlon Picture
i ,g.‘ “‘Bells of New York" producofj‘
B @nder the personal direstion of Julius
& Btegor and rolensed by Select Pietures
Corporation.)
?K:;éwg BTt —
f;r & EYNOPSIN,
i I 8 & Nittie town In the MiAdTs West fives
S Nte Fironeon, one of the pichest men
% Bt with Niw oply sem. Jlnck,
il B nnother gunoter of the town lves |
BRMeR Oray, an invenior, with his only,
‘fi“w Viaiet 1
L Brßy Nas (cented o transformer with
ORIt will he pessihle ta Slectrify wfl
"a!lflrm«dn in, the couptry ironson
Wanis 3oy’ invßntion: he fost have it
) faly menns of foui COray troste him
ely and molies 8 praxibie for Bfen-
R Lane our the patents ih his ewn
BHe. When he has scquired ol legn
"",‘;‘ .to 1t he denies all knowledge of its
o w— |
SRR P ITH the ending of the number
AA/ there burst upon her ears the
E " rumbling. roating volume of
{y sk that follaws on the heols of
q pess. The producer was smlling
98 Inspiration was a “nit,” The
W Y
Jetle of New York bocame the draw-
B cArd of tho peiformance,
£ MOt B wounderful voloe, but a very
et one,” sald the critics. And the
*.;% agreed with an added com- |
#fidation for her beauty and her
a My, Viplst Gray, onder ”,31
yy s nom de plume of The Belle ot
";Xark, bechme the rage of anl
Bignor Cudin coagratulnted
Poh her siccess, “Tt's tot the kind
guccess | had hoped for,” she said,
Bather wadly.
. "MY¥ dear young lndy, we do what
e ean in this world.”
i His fricnd) the producer, was lond
flils pralses. “She's the bigyest
Wing card In the wholp &how,” he
??;hflfiultmcrnlly, and 1 suppose
has a vear“!n; for opera”
!r does any harm to aim
b does 117 ) »
Not &f you'rs rure of your alm,"
flfl manager; “but | ought to
| ¥ou I made a castiron agreement
i your protege not to glve her
18 away. Of course, the mystery
#8 to the attraction, thut's true
Hgh, but the girl (s Just as unas
filng us she is clever--and that's
Ing & lot. balieve ma.”
| Ruow.” eald Sgnor Cudia, to)
5 the ambitions and jealousies of
‘Aheater were an old story.
;fl”}l malke me come to the
% #ubh a bald way," protested
_% ager. “Who Is Vielet Gray,
v 1?7 Is she a millionairess In
guide |
.Mk Promise to Tell,
[t o b
je Bingihg tencher smiled. “You
When a Girl Marrieg *2™ b o Yos
(. . By Ann Lisle. ‘
Py right, 1919, King Features Syn-
L\, digate, Ine
CHAPTER LXXXIV,
_’ AY honey., you sure are take
E™N g things by the smooth
:j' handie these days! Jeanie
i ‘-' you had a wonderful basket
SfrUit At thie vew apartment to
Bet her, and ths! you were a good
ort about Neal's ring. What
_‘\‘ iyou ™ asked Jim a few days
? ¢ Father Audrew's return home.
h iy folks are pretiy fond
byou, and 1 got Jedlous” 1 replied,
‘ priously. “So now every thne
OBk ot Viginia I say to myself
E’u youb yet.' "
*¥ou darting™ Jim ecffed. Then
L refithed 1n to his pocket, “Wel,
pp> | You start tNings off by tak
: w{ tweénty-five and getting her
oal house present—something
pumptious
¥Thats' a lot of money, Jim!" I be-
RN, but the ominous flash tn Jim's
gyes warned me, upd 1 went on In
B eltered tone: “But 1 guoss we
BRNh spare it for your ‘Jeanie,' and
fdln gure 1 get the right thing
B going to call In Betty as con-.
A’",.s,k. physician”
m my first reward when Jim
y 4 me a delighted hug before he
#’ »»}.,flfl te the duy's work-—-—and my
jond came with Detty's enthusi
fie mcocptance.
. Bis, denr. how sweet of you
¥Ou count on my good
,; ARd my interest In my friends,
’;t‘il"\l\h fs, I'm a regular Mrs
w.f" 't love shonping with
fv_‘flnu about n blte at the Wale
Bye first?"
_« ilove it Betty Oh, Betty,
it pertect!” 1 cried almost dasz
-1 iy the first results of trying
);f Betty at (\‘ Walgrave, and
IB¢ Juneh we set off for a tour of
f . ®. But by the time we
i come giftless from the dosenth
Bp. my mugnificent twenty-five
gggfirmk 80 It et like pens
’:4 ag of dolia'.; Al ambers
Hored ennmel box in one shop,
pair of Chineso Wn eandle
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LVI L] , Y < ! B LTI, SR T T wT. gy gL
are not the only one who has & mys
tery.” he said, gayly, “and I'll muo!
& bargain with you. In about a year,
or al the end of the season, 1 will tall‘
you the story of the young lady, and
tiil then you will have to comfort‘
yourgelf with the answer that you
may be right and you may be wrong.”
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While Violet was making a name
for herself among the theatergoers of
the greater city young Mr. Bronson
was making one for himself among
the gay crowd that supports the cab
arets. For once In his lifse Sandy In-
Culged In tippling so freely, without
iet or hindrance, that the very lack of
restraint detracted somewhat from
hig paradise. Bomehow the roseate
dreaims he had cultivated of the time
when he could lindulge his heart's de
gire without belng called to a~count,
without having to operate on the sly,
like a thief In the dark, had dismally
falled of reallzation,
Momeone was alwnys taking the joy
out of iife, and although he daid not
attempt in this case to lay the blame
on his tolerant master, yet the hard
fact was there, staring him in the
face,
Young RBronson had been going the
pace, there was no denying that, and
he was well kgnwn wheréver the
lights were high and the champagne
flowed, where the roulette wheel
elicked and the dancing world con
gregated. ‘
Bandy had plctured stich a life
Fack in the Middle West, where pleas«
ure was overtopped by the god of
business; now and again he shud
dered at the thought of the elder
Bronson's expression if he could have
happened in on his son.
And yet the hend of the house had
explicitly told Jack to go the limit,
porvided only that he never forgot to
be a man. And so far the son, hl.}
helr, had followed his instruetions to
the letter. 5
It was the most natural thing in the
world that he should happen with the
rest of New York to see the extrava
ganza in which the Pelle of New York
was delighting nightly thousands. Mr,
Bronson had no sooner set eyes on
Viclet Ciray than he fell violently in
love with her. He resolved to meet
her, and he thought that all he had to
do was to ask for an Introduction and
procesd to the old familiar Unes,
With that end in view, he called on
the manager and made his requést. To
his surprise, that gentleman did not
fall in with his wishes. ‘
“I'm, sorry, Mr. Bronson,” he ex-
old-silver bonbonnlere were pounced
upen by Betty as “just the thing”
and discarded as each turned out to
be pricéd far beyond my ‘allotment.
In Royal Fashion.
“What shall we do?" 1 eried iln
despalr, “You Kknow Just what
would appeal to Virginia—and Jim's
heart fs set In making that appeal.
He wants to do this in royal fash
fon, 1 ean’t buy a lace tidy or a
paper lamp-shade but they begin to
lgpk about my--speed!”
“What a whimsleal little thing you
are, dear,” laughed Betty, The Ave
nue lm the place for us today--but
T've ught of the solution.
; “What we'll do 18 trot to your land
lord's studio. Naturally he Isn't._as
'oxpnnnlvo as these big shops, and
he'll give you a special price, no
[doubt."
“No doubt” I echoed, blankly, |
} How was Itq tell Betty that 1 dla
not like my landlord —that I shrank
'from the thought of golng to the
studio? I eouldn't register any pro
‘umt that sounded sane, 8o I had to let
' Betty trot me up to the Mason offices.
Tom Mason announced that he had
Just the gift we needed, He pro
duced a wonderful pair of black cloi
sonne candlesticks, and then, with a
Megning smile at me, he laid under
them a bit of blue and green and shot
‘nlwr silk, heavy an lustrous, I*
was like the blue robe that lay hid
den in the carved chest "
‘ “Wonderful! Vl{:lnla will be ‘g-
Hehted, and Jimmile's going to trust
you with his shopping every time,"”
ctied Betty, “The candlesticks are
nice. I'll take them If they aren"
100 expensive,”. 1 sald as steadlly as |
could manage. “But that bit of blue
fdoesn’t appeal to me."
Tom Mason smiled almost depre
catingly:
“Twenty-five dollars ycu w you
wantéd to spend, 1 think, 1, to
you, Mrs, Harrison, I'll let the ean
dlesticks go for twenty—and add the
blue brecade table cover for five more.
They really belong together”
Just the Thing,
“Do take them, Ynne; they're just
the thing for Virginia* cried Betty,
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plained, “but this lsn't an ordinary
case. As far as 1 am concerned, I'd
be only too glad to take you right
back and introduece you, but the faet
is 1 am under an iron-bound promise
not to make the young lady's identity
known on pain of having her quit the
show."
This refusal, while it seemed rea
sonable, only served to pique the
completely satisfed with her bargain.
“Bo they're for Pirginia Dalton!
Odd--I'm ¢xpeeting Put in here pres
ently, Stay on a bit and we'll take
you to tea,” Tom suggested jovially.
1 winced—but Betty scemed to find
Tom ruther amusing,
“Man, dear~~but you have a morhid
sense of humor'” said she, “Now, if
Mrs. HArrison Is satisfied, I'm ready
to cohclude our shepping, We will
let you send'the candlesticks and
tapestry to Mrs. Dalton and just run
along.”
8o 1 pald for the gift, gave Tom
Masgon our cards and Virginia's wd
dress and hurried out of the shop oft
er Betly.
At the stre«t door Betty stopped in
nervous indeciasion,
“I wish we hadn't left Virginia's
Address, Anne. Oh, well, it's done
now, so I won't worry. HNut whatever
possessed you to hesitate over that
adorable bit of tapestry? You surely
don’t know much about bargaining,
ehild-—~or Aid yon want to spend less?
I thought you sald Jim Inslsted on
twenty-five-—and It would have been
silly not to get your money's worth—
wouldn't 1t? “Didn't you like that
glorious blue and silver?” !
“Betty, you ouvght to be in the Dis
trict Attorney's ofMce” 1 laughed,
evading a direot reply.
But I dldn't feel like laughing, for
at the price he had made, those can
dlesticks almost seemed Tom Mason's
present to Virginla rather than mine
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(To Be Continued.)
Change of Ownership.
A pooriy«clnd strange: had been gasing
for such n long time with Interest at »
mansion, with its spactous etately carriage
drive and well-kept grounds. that a police
man &t the ~ornert grew suspiolous and
walker up to him: “Nice house,” sald the
officet gonially. “Yed' was the reply.
“It'e & very nice house, and it cost meney,
sea e “11':“3" s the efficer. 1
at ke, at & stranger,
1“0 oficer looked at the -nz lndlvuuul
'nd .m.\o.d. “What dia m,_l.w: "r‘ith“‘
"?:.3‘ fiu a:n Hly.‘ ‘*'iu"n" v?uoy l.o'fl :&
E' y uncle. lms exactly as 1 'oglb
n&: a«um.g' 1, ve .I:;wltnn it bés
}:E ttc ‘nlfleu’.'m aln‘t ‘u’i w 8 you'd
ut yeu tlt wit! lfl.'.‘
23, B et el
was my
man's curiosity, Evidently here was
a girl who was as far removed from
the ordinary singer as her face and
bearing showed her ta be. Mr, Bron
son took to sending her flowers with
nightly regularity, and to these he
merely appended his first name. He
then teok an orchestra seat for every
performance and devoted his t'me to
fensting his eyes on the vision of
Nights With Uncle Remus
At Teague Poteet's—(Continued).
HE looked up in his face. The
earnestness she saw there dazzled
and cenquered her. Her head
drooped lower, and she clasped her
handd together. He
changed his tae
tles, 2 p
“Is It really true, §ETTEE N
then, that you hate S
me?"* P e
“Oh! if you only 1@ _’W
knew!” she cried :”.. W
and with that ’yg RN
Woodward caught § 30t 8 v
ler in his arms, Nl
An hour after Figl R
wards Teague Po : _:‘_j "IN f i
teet, sitting In his 8
low plazza, clean S 3
ing and olling his ;
rifle, heard the
sound of . voices
coming from the direction of the
Gulletisville rom‘. l'ru«n_i_ly Sis and
Woodward came in sight. hey walked
slowly along 1 the warm sun‘ghine,
wholly aln-orh:d‘ In edch other, Wood
wnn‘ was lea nf hlnr&?ru. and that
Intelligent anima. Im]» ed the oppor
tunity to nip the fragrant sassafras
buds just n;:!m\rmc on the bushes
Teague looked at the tweo ‘\"oun[ people
ffom under the brim of his hat, and
chuckied; but when Sis caught sizht of
him, a llttle while after, he was rub
bing his rifle \-lnornusl{, and seemed to
be oblivious to the fact that twe youn{
people were mnhmls love to each
other In full view. But Sis blushed all
the same, and tno blushes lincreased
a 5 she urprnu-ho (h\l house, until
Woodward (hought In hls soul that her
rogy Shyness was the rarest manifes
tation of loveliness to be seen In all
the wide world. As she hovered a mo
ment at the gate, blushing and smil
ing, the old mountainger turned the
brim of his hat back from his eyes and
called out with a great pretence of
formal hospitality:
“Walk in an’ {ul yourselves; thes
walk right in! Hit's lot's too soon in
the seasoh for the dors to bite. Looks
to me Cap, like you hain't soo mighty
tender wi' that 'ar hoss es yourn, Es
ou uv eld “hin down to QGulleftsville an
i:m‘k sence a while ago he'll be a need
in" fee dtherreckly. Thes come right
in_an' make "uurnlvel at how‘e."
Woodward laughed .hee‘plnh y: but
Sia rushed across the yard, ’lwnr her
arms around Teague's neck a ell ‘3
erying with a vehemence that wou
have done credit to A“ most b:gken
hearted of damsels. o grizal old
mounmlne:r gathered the gird (? his
bosom a‘u stroked her halr nr&g as
he had done a thousand times ore.
He jooked at Woodward with glistening
eyes.
“Don't min' Bis, Cap. She hain't noth-
In' but a little M}‘u a .)Hp of A gal, an’'
sence the day she could toddle ‘roun’
an' holl news g bad, mad f
éa—mm A runn w havin' it
wi' her PADRY. immin e
loveliness who was so near to him and
yet so far from him.
This went on for a fortnight and
Gimlet became worried for fear his
master was really going to violate
the last part of the elder Bronson's
injunction and bedome foolish over a
theater girl,
He Sensed Trouble,
But he forebore to make any re
g4ls hain't lilke Wee-all, Cap; they er
niighty k\‘lu. She neve& pestered wi’
Puss much,” continued Teague, éfls his
Wwife cameé upon the scefie, arme wltg
the plaintive air of slouchiness, whic
18 at once the weagon and shield of
women who believe that they are mar
trys—“she never &estered wi’' !’rsa
much, but, ery or u{h. fli‘ht or frolic,
she allers tuck It out on her pore ole
DB‘DDM"
‘uss asked no qtiestions, She went
and stood by Teague, and toyed gently
with ona of Bis's curls,
“Sls don't take airter none er the
Pringles," she mlgrafler awhile, by way
of explanation, * hey hain’'t never bin
& day when I couldn't look at Teague
‘thout battin’ my eyes, an' Ma use to
say she 'uz thes that away 'bout Pap.
I never know'd what the all-overs wus
tell thes about a hour before me an'
Teague wus married. We uz thes
about teady for to go an’ face t?e
preacher, when Ma comes a-r}uhln‘ n
~an' she won't never he no paler when
she'e lald out than she wus right that
minnit. ‘ln the name er the Lord, Ma,
is you seed a ghost? & [ ‘Puss)” se
she, ‘the cake hain't riz!" I thes tell
{ou avhat. foks, I like to a went through
he floor—that 1 did!"
At this Sis looked up and latighed, and
they w laughted except Puss, who
eyed oodward with an air of faint
curiosity, and dryly remarked-—
“1 reckon y'?u hain’t brung me my
maccaboy snuff. [ lay me an' my snuft
wa'n't in your min’. ‘Let the old hen
cluck,’ ez the sparrer-hawk sald when
he courted the pullet. Well," she con
tinued, smiling with vmflne satisfac
tion as she saw that Woodward no
more than half relished the comparison,
‘1 better be seeln' about dinner, O
folke Hke me can't live on love."
The days that followed were very
hnpp{v ones for the two _vmmq péople—
and for the two old peowe for that mat
ter. "‘Qltue enjoyed t e-!lt?gtlon im
momue%. He would wateh the young
lovers roya afar, and n]en ro off hy
himselt and laugh heartily as his own
concents, He was ?m“d that Sis was
goine to marry SBomebody-—a very hroad
term as the old mommune.fl employed
ft. At night when they all gat around
the fire (snring on Hos Mountaln bore
no resemblance to -ummw Teague
gave eager attention to oodward's
storiee and laughed delightedly at his
siilient jokes,
If Teague was ple: with Waood
widrd, he was astoun at Sis, ogge
was no longer the gir]l that h%r sur
rounding mnbcd to ca us ?u. was
woman, and a very dellehtful one.
m the .w.xcnom whom &te ofr cirs
cu lune’h sent to a‘nl over the
an m,fi "‘ig“‘ vy, «ha had caught
someth P' of e flavor n{m grace of
cultivation--a e”Mo dignity, leaning
alwhys to artlessness, and a l“l“ ap
preciation, which was in { & rare
accomplishment. |, |
———
N\m’r&h 1881, 1343 and 10 !ho‘
Centiry ‘m'b.uy: du hy“)m iCa'?nnm
Harrls; 1911 b mag Laßose Harris
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e
(To Be Continued Monday)
marks, being well aware that they
would receive scant attention, He
merely sensed trouble, and in order,
50 he told himself, to be prepared for
it he began to lesses his daily modi
tum of liquor until he felt almost
like a teetotaller,
Mr. Bronson, at the end of the fort
night, suggested to the managet that
as he still desired with a mighty de-
g Little Bobies Pa §
By William F, Kirk.
HAVE a vary deer lady frend, sed Ma
to Pa last nite, she is going to eum
up here sum- nite, she rites butiful
verses for the magazeens. I think she 18
gitting rich.
She isent gitting rich that way, sed Pa.
Tailk It from me.
She must git wunderful pay for them
pogms, sed Ma. She rote the cutest littel
luy poem ahbout two toads!
It must have been hot stuff, sed Pa,
did you ever stroke 1’ toad on the back,
sed {’a. Thay are about as full of fire
as a frog, sed Pa.
l It was the deerest lttel luv goem Jest
the 'saim; sed Ma, I begged her for a
copy of it, & heey it 3. & then Ma red the
poem, it sed:
| A littel heptomd, full of yerning,
Back to his lone hoam was reeturning.
Wen on a bank close by the rode
1e saw a slender lady toad,
“My deerest Geneveeve,” he sed,
“Placse naltm the da‘ 'ezn we shall wd.*»
f'Yure full of hop,” Mie then did say,
& full of skcdn she hobpfd away!
. That Is a n?ullue irick, sed Pa, 3
1!)ufl that can rite & thing ke that, ee
a, & git reel m-n{ for it, will bare
wukhlnm sed Pa, b’y T poleece,
I think (t I 8 ‘.nr original, sed Ma. ‘lt
\u?.o unilke anything I evver herd beefoar,
sed Ma.
‘ lutheflnm assinating work in th
wurld, sed Ma, 1 1.." olf';? -'J:.J !’m‘
1 ('I#I rite reel NEU". 1 sen ‘: poem onst
to .H:\ Wh atler Wileox, l%d a. 1 never
herd from hur.Jn reeply, but | !Lm:k ghe
must have liked It or she wud have sed
50, -
Well, sed Pa, 1 "M glt oaver that hep
tode poem. It (s"full eof D.li & hdfl%fl.
sed Pa, & that is the kind g poems that
bring hoam the bacon, sed Pa. o%’ho ‘3-
der you maik them, the moat the yun
’urla & the old gurie will reed thw.
ound that out long nsa. sed Pa. en
wias dashing off the sad poems out in Mil
mur:. many yeur: ago, sed Pa, the gurls
worshiped :l my shrine, sed Pa. 0%. yes,
Pa sed. [hat s J‘fi what thay done, |
How sweet of them, sed Ma. Sumhow,
sed Ma, 1 ni#ver care to here much about
them gurls. ‘
It was you that started the talk about
poer?, rd Pa. It wasent fI In sack,
sed .i seldom think now of them dash
ing old days of Romance. But | sure did
live Romance & Tefiderness & Moonlite
then, sed Pa. Wow, sed Pa. |
One wud think that the Past was moar
briter than yure Present, sed Ma.
Nevver, sed Pan. Glorus tho my Yuth
was, sed Pa, these here days in wl{- I am
Ilvlnf in, sed Pa, are the gratest swet
est days of all, Lite with you |s one long
poem, sed P:, luil of buty, affeckshun,
Nm-unn marks, ete., sed Pa. 1 can't help |
inking about that hoptode hwmn‘:w”’:
rd PA. HA Ha ying wich, Pa,
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A Motion Picture
Romance With
Marion Davies
CAST OF CHARACTERS:
VIR QIR .siovs:vncincessinise, ¢ Marion Davin
John Bromson, JT. ........cccoeveeeeeve.. . Raymond Bloomer
JOBN BYOMOON ~.ocvsvenssoricsnsvonses. sdo Rogers Lytton
A 0 QVRY .. .ivivcirasvaiovassesnssesssns Btionne Girardes
Richard Harding ............cooooocooso... Franklin Hanna
WO i visiviioncosnsnisssisiiniisevos i ONEMNIAD - Tal
sire to become acquainted with the
mysterious Belle of New York that he
introduce him by his first name only,
and that he would promise on his
honor not to ask the name of the
young lady either in public or private,
To this, after a good deal of de
murring, the manager agreed and es
corted the young man between the
acts back of the scenes to the dress
ing room of Violet Gray.
Here he mumbled a few words and
left Mr. Bronson with the ease of
habit to introduce himself.
“I begged to know you” he ex
plained, “and 1 hope you will not re
sent my coming. 1 am the one who
has taken the liberty of sending you
the roses signed Jack.”
The frank, open face of her caller
impressed the girl with his sincerity,
and, though she knew the pitfalls to
which so many young women in the
Marrying for a Home
DON'T DO IT, SAYS BEATRICE FAIRFAX
By Beatrice Fairfax.
8 a woman justified in marrying
l for 4 home?
Read the letter I have just re
ceived from a girl who is evidently
strongly temptad to do precisely
this:
“May I ask your opinion on & mat
ter of great importance to a young
lady who was engazed several manths
ago to a young man whom she did
not love, with the understanding that
perhaps after an engagement of six
months she would possibly learn to
love him,
“As time has elapsed sheé can not
do so and is at a loss to know just
what to do. . She needs a home, as at
present she is boarding with strang
érs and works for a living. Would
you advise a marriage without love
on the girl’s part, if the young man
th question loves her vary dearly and
is willing to marfy her in spite of the
fact that she does not care for him?
He wnilld like a very early matriage.”
it's a situation very easy to under
stand. {
The girl wants what love will bring,
but because she doesn’'t happen to be
in love thinks she can do without love
steels. And her persistent suitor
urges upon her the unimportance aof
this point, You know his earnest,
honest, infatuated type. ‘
“Let me do the loving for the pres.!
ent,” he tells her. “That is to say,
marry me., All the rest will come
later. Think how little I ask of you.
As for your learning to love me, that's
my risk. I'm willing to take It.” }
That's very persuasive language to
girls of a certain type. A woman who
is inclined to be passive, who isn't’
interested in settling her own fate, is
appealed to almost irresistibly by a
lover who offers to do not only all the
deciding and arranging, but all the
loving, too.
“l have chosen you,” he whispers
to her. “1 approve you. You are
mine. But I ask of you only that you
lift your adorable foot and step with-l
in the matrimonial gates. All the
rest shali be my coneern alone.”
A Powerful Appeal.
You ¢an see how powerfully this
appea] might affect a girl who not
only had the qualities I have already
deseribed, but who had no family and
no réal home, and, furthermore, wnJ
sot interestéd in her job. Such & girl|
tas a highly uneasy convietion that
she ought to Be “settled.” Bhe be
lieves she would be thoroughly con
tenited If she had “a home of her
o6wn.” Perhaps she isn't very robust,
'-nd people have always told her that
'she “needs somebedy 1o take care of
her.”
Then she knows that she wants
an atmosphere of affection, !he'
‘wunu ecomforts without having to
work too hard to get them. Sihe
rather wants, too, what she feels to
' be the greater importance of the]
married state,
~ Well, here Is her chance,
. Shall she take it?
| 1 believe that many counsellors
would say ves, and that they could
very plausibly support their advice. ‘
~ Ihéir contention would be that a
girl who is willing to devote hergelf
to becoming “a good wife" has the
right to accept from a man love, sup
‘port, all that he can give her.
~ But even though many excellent
people would argue In this fashion, I
feel myself unable to agree with them.
Marrying for a homé, particularly
in the case of a girl who admits she
ia able to support herself, seems to
ru a fundamentally serious mistake,
really don’t know of any circume
ltre— that justity it
| Vh-'t that I don't understand
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limelight are subject, she felt capable
of taking care of herself. -
“l am glad you like my singing™
she admitted, “and of course your
roses as a tribute to that are very
welcome——""
“l had hoped,” went on Bronson,
“that perhaps you might let me see
you after the theater if only to talk
to you a little while.” 4=
“If you care to walk home with
me I shall not mind,” she sald. And
with that he was forced to leave,
He strolled out between the acts to
order his car to be at the stage en
trance at the end of the petformance,
and he himself was waliting, hat in
hand, when the singer appeared.
“Oh, no, thank you—no, Indeed, }
shall walk and you may walk with me
if you like—lit & not far.”
_ (To Be Continued Monday.)
the miserable lopeliness that a gir}
can experience who lives alone In
a city where she hasn’t many friends,
and who earms her living by a job
that is mere drudgery, * |
It isn’t that I haven't sympathy
with her eraving to create a domes-,
tic atmosphere of her own, to be pete
ted, sheltered, looked out for,
| " A Big Price.
It's a very human craving, Almost
every girl must have days when she
succumbs to fit. &
~ But aren't they her weakest
days—the days that afterward she
tries to forget.
A really strong, clear-sighted
woman knows that shelter and se
eurity are comfortable things—buf§
that after all they are not the big
things of life and she must not
pay too big a price for them,
~ And to exchange for shelter and
seécurity one's freedom, one's shine
ing possibilities of love, one's very
life—don’t you think this is too big
1- price?
’ Don't you think it's converting
marriage, whic) olght ro ha a fres
and glorfous comradeship inte
rather a sordid and sorry bargain?
And we must not forget that “&
bargain of this 'sort Is not only une
lworthy of a high-minded, self-re
specting woman, but it's not-playing
fair with the man who magnani
mously provides the love and the
ledging-place, who assumes all the
responsibility and all the risk and
all the material burdens, Not even
if such a man understands the whole
gituation, and pleads the sufficiency
of his own love, like the lover in the
letter I have quoted, is it fair to
him?
It's possible, of course, that he may
be right, that determined and opti
mistic lover, The marriage that he
urges might be the success he be«
lieves, and a lifetime of hapipness
might follow. But I ecan only re
peat that if one regards marriage
or indeed life itself, at all seriously
and idealistically, marrying without
love is too great a risk to take.
A home is a vegpe desirable thing,
if the right combination of persons
live in It. It can be a wonderful
thing if it Is the dwelling-place of
love. But a home—four walls and
a roof-—what does it count for if is
s the abode of twe people whe
have merely driven a bargain?
You homeless girls who are
tempted to enter into loveless mare
riages, remembeér that a home Isn't
necessarily a paradise. Don't sacris
fice all the really valuable things
of life In order to obtain it And
don't imagine for a moment that it
You marry for a home ihe home
you secure will repay you for what
you've given up,
e ———————
- The Gorilla's Thumb,
e goriila whd o
10nf to" the highet ofder of suas” L 1 B
having many points of resemblanece 13
Inan, can not twiddie their thumbs, in
the gorilla the thumb s short and does
not reach much beyond the bottom of ¢
first joint of the forefinger. It is n”
much restricted in ite movenients, and the
animal enn neither twiddle It thumbs
turn them round so that the tips m
scfibe a circle, There Are the same nume
ber of bones it the hana of the gorilia
in the hand of & man, but the thumbs :1
the monkey have no Separate (lexor, or
bending, muscles. This is why & m.lry
ulwv‘?n‘keeu "‘.;l thumb on the same sids
oe t bend
o e
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