Newspaper Page Text
3e L i
, _,;" W yf‘
iThe Revelations of a Wite
F A New Story of Married Life.
7 By Adele Garrison.
" “DICKYBIRD” REFUSES.
¥ HR soprano voice and its con-
T tralto companion whn had been
{ discussing Lilllan Gale, Dicky
#nd e se freely and cynieally, rus
tied out the dressing room, leaving
e absolutely stunned. 1 felt sud
denly faint, and the room appenred to
Whirl around me. The maid touched
me on the arm
“Are you ili, madame? Here!” and
she held a glass of water to my lips,
I drank part of it and motioned her
away.
= "T'H be all right In & moment,” |
murmured. “Thank you, but I am
quite well”
8o this was what marriage would
mean to me, a contest with another
woman for my husband's love! A
fierce anger took possession of me.
One moment 1 regretted my marriage
to Dcky, the next 1 was fercely
primitive as ahy savage woman in
my desire to erush my rival. 1 eould
have strangled Lilllan Gale in that
moment. Then common sense came
back to me. What was it that woman
had sajld? I.had all the best cards in
my band? Well! | would play them,
I telt sure that Dicky Joved me. [
would not jeopardize that love for a
temporary pride, 1 would eliminate
Lilllan Gale from Dicky's life, but 1
would bide my time to do it.
Fortunately my mending had been
practically finished when 1 heard
Dicky's name. | took the final
stitches, tipped the mald as 1 returned
her sewing things, and turning to the
mirror, rubbed my chéek flercely with
# towel to restore their color. The
maid offered me rogue, but 1 waved
her away impatiently. Thank heaven
ifll not need to fight Lillilan Gale
With cosmetics as yet,
I met Dicky outside the door of the
waiting room with a smile. We re
turned to our seats as the curtain
was rising on the third act. I saw
little either of the act or the ex-
Quisite last one. One lime did grip
me, however, Professor Jogram was
expostulating with Sir Jasper over
his determination to take Dolly away
from her youthful lover, and in the
tourse of his argument sald: “Twenty
Good Night Stories
LADY FLY'S WEATHER BUREAU.
ADY FLY tied her little bonnet un
der her funny little brown chin
and flew down to Old Black Ant's
Qoor ‘
“Where to now?’ asked the OM Blaek
Ant. “Not very far, 1 hope.”
“Oh ,yes, indeed!” buzzed lady Fly
“I'm going out to see the world, If any
one calls, tell them | won't be home
much before night "
R AR |
Vgl R
§ o W L :
¢ IS S MR f
LR e W R
] i L, A
?\ : S , :hlf“,n "f Wl oy
TN X \G e
i 4%
AT )
&rfr"’h’ i \ . ol g
il i { b ", e
N i i 1
!"fi h B B
[G A :
g | q@ | i
i b \ ‘F‘uflt i
o LA |
| Lol L |
L/ API |
ilO VR 11 1
o ] 1-&:““ i
il e Wi O
e T |
: '—QA g . )
e bl
PR ol b~ il ~"}" et
Sings this week at the
Auditorium. He sings every
day in the yvear through the
Victrola at
.
Lable Piano Company
82-84 N. Broad St. Atlanta.
Home of the
Mason & Hamlin Piano.
Restores Natural Color
to Hair of Any Shade
Gray halrs are the quickest destroy
grs Of youth. There ls absolutely no
season why you should have them, M ne
Robinnaire's Hair Dye restores at once
the NATURAIL
e _;' 771 COLOR of vour
"it ey v,’y: halr to its exact
S ,;E*,_f““"‘q I shade. Carefui
vt RoBINKAIRE S }‘, Pllly used, aceord
(A'x s {IP ¢ ing to direc
E,f‘:’f ey {r‘ tions, It main
ennetasie |ll /181 talng that nat
1&&&7‘? i fllurn color. it
| B gmo sher 2oy I keeps the hair
| A eaan Bavn )
|9 Nt 1 & Evrcnen (jeort and
l .-rm WAI ey 14 " sßMmoott an its
i e on LR /A use ~CAN NOI
| MROBNRAIRL O 7 b e detocte
ATLANTA GA v Regular sin
- - i bottl« $1 00
postpaid on receipt of price Trial
sige, 20 by mall, 30« Made only by
' N
ilcobs Pharmacy Co., Atianta, Ga,
Pashing ero of the Argonne Was a Thief. You'll Find the Story in Next Sunday’s American
: . A . 15— i QL 'C IFm r.]a ' NP \ W ko Y
@ fli{ A}_\@d@bZfiNfid e-N 15) e [ e G fé_'
years from now, you won't be able to
remember her name.” 1 grimly made
up my mind that if any name were
forgotten in twenty years it would be
Lilllan not Margaret. My plan of ac
tion was complete.
' The final curtain fell upon the
cameolike pleture of the nonogenarian
who recalls his memories, and gather
ing my cloak around me with some
thing of the same feeling that a sol
dier of old”must have had when he
' buckled his armor, 1 followed Dicky to
the lobby, where we found Mr, and
Mrs, Underwood.
“You're to come to supper with us”
she cried, “just us four. I want to be
the first of the crowd to toast your
bride, Dickybird. You'll come, won't
you! She looked at me.
“I would love to,” 1 replied, smiling
at her cordlally. “Dicky, we may go,
may we not? ,
Was it fancy or did I see the shade
of disappointment on Lilllan Gale's
face at my reception of her invita-
Itlnn. She turned to Dicky.
“That’'s settled, then, Harry, 'l be
generous, and let you talk to Mrs,
Graham, I know you're just dying to,
Come, Dicky,” and she lald her hand
on his arm
“Nothing doing tonight, Lil,” Dick's
tone was laughing, but final. *l'm
awfully sorry, Madge, but if I don't
get to work urr‘tomorrcw on that
cover theke sketches will do me no
good. I must work while they're fresh
in my mind. 1 know what your par
ties are, Lil, till daylight doth appear
and all the rest of it. Some other
time, and soon, but not tonight.”
He patted the hand which lay on
his arm with an exaggerated little
gesture, then placed it on her hus
band's coat sleeve,
“Take ber, my boy,” he burlesqued,
“and be happy. Good night,” and be
fore I could recover my breath at the
unexpected turn of things we were in
the taxi, rolling homeward,
“Did you mind very much abont the
supper, sweetheart?’ asked Dicky,
drawing me close to him,
“Not very much,” I answered de
murely, nestling closer,
But my heart was singing!
(Cu‘:finuod Tomorrow.)
She was about to fly away when Mr,
Black Ant stopped her,
“Wait a second!” he cried. He dis
appeared in his house, soon returning
with an umbrella under his arm,. “You'd
better take this with you."
“Oh, dear no!” laughed Lady Fly,
“I'm not afrald of a little sunshine. In
fact, that's why I decided to g 0 Out-—
it's such a beautiful day.'" |
“Beautiful now,” replied Old Black
Ant, “but by the time you're ready to
start home you'll find it raining.”
“Just like you old fmkn&huzzwl Lady
Fly, “always foretelling the weather by
the way you feel" )
“l may be an old ant, Lady Fly, but
I've nothing the matter with me,”’ cried
.._{f
i Vg 1 7
) v/
¥ gy /{t,l
oY “\
N i
L i\
¥ ~?—— -
} 1\
DO LY oY
- ; .
DN~ 750
p (s
- 3
P & gl NN
[ Yol = SN R
/“ ’~‘) -A\ |
‘< - m
. e/ )/\%__;\“’ |
\
“Oh, Dear, NolI"
Mr. Black Ant softly. ““Whenever 1 see
the sorrel or the clover plants drooping
thelr leaves 1 know it's goiug to rain
befgre the day's over.”
Lady Fly laughed and flew away
leaving Old Black Ant wagging his head
sorrowfully as he went back mto his
house,
Lady Fly went buzzing merrily, chat
ting with every one she met on her way
She stopped to visit all the meadow
folks and had a jolly day of it; but Just
as she turned to start back she found
the wind had changed and the beaatiful
sunny sky wag shrouded in dark clouds
‘ The wind was so strong Lady Fly had
to give up trying to fly. She dropped to
the ground and crawled under a clover
leaf to walt until the storm was over.
Here she found Miss lady Bug and
told her all her troubles,
“Old Black Ant warned me and even
offered me his umbrella, but 1 thought
It was just one of his whims and made
fun of him,” she told Lady Bug
“Well, he was right when he said you
could tell whether it was gnmr o rain
or not by the clover and sorre plants,”’
sighed Lady Bug ‘I never venture far
from home without first consulting them
to find out what kind of weather it's
going to e ind never yet have they
told me an untruth.’
“And they really do turn u;; thelir
leaves before a storm? asked Lady
Fly
“The eclovers turn their leaves up,”
replied Lady Bug, “but the sorrel droops
hers.”’
Lady Fly waited until the storm had
passed, then she hurried home. first
stopping at Old Biack Ant's door to say
she was sorry she hadn't heeded his
warning
From that time on the woodland folks
called the clovers and sorrels Lady
Fiy's weather bureau :
Breakfast For Visitor
Mre, John Doolan, of Loulsville, Ky,
the guest of Mrs. Hunt Chipleyv, will
be the guest of honor at a beautiful
breakfast at the Driving Club Saturday
morning, the hostess being Mra Prince
Webster The guests will include &
small group of friends of Mrs. Webslor
One Dress Plays Many Parts
Republished by Special Arrangement with Good Housekeeping, the
s 2 - /
Nation’s Great Magazine of the Home
1\ . With the foundation dress shown in the small sketch at the .
i\"\fi\\ / . right, any of the tunies or vests or the sleeveless coat shown in ™
-\ // the four large sketches can be worn, to give the appearance of 2 % K
PN ',/ different dress each time. This is the most practical type of com- ' '\"\ g
. g %’%& b posite dress. :_', i’
v B
// Z - \‘. 7 4 ‘4”/ bLA AN I"‘\\\&‘\\ \‘QV/
' s . & t:}, ) ‘,\ : 7Y Y !
1g ) al : '—f’ v{.‘l'l: -' Ta¥ v% Lny/‘" ;h % B
LI /9 18 YT P : G ey LR
(U] |- of §RIN “ Y : N
AW GTN e Al A I\
/B ¢ o £ fi e ’ 2 ?f?': Ko R
¢ : ) s AV 5 N
- : N / W fe Ay s < Hl5O %
¥ \, g™, ‘}\j.;‘ ?2/ 4 ‘A AW =N
M/1 \Afi s "'*"v’ A A =l e e Vi
7 NG >' 8- Y J j ¢o . .','“ "" /*‘ “( 4 llcb o ‘i‘““,’/ E ¥ )é;
VT 4 SSEE Y a 4 i 4
) t' ‘@-K> oe | ; o "-,' M’.v‘;.:'; i x'-\tl";’év«-,.,.";)v;ll“ 5, ,\'r“”"':wr_ ik i
\ ! ‘:; Q\\ *{',’ ‘“-"W'g’ W ”wwafluvzfy%%v~w”fl/f3~m . "‘f‘ : %yfi?w g ‘
il ‘B A \,3, J-~R LB ;/4*\}\» i vR e \
& N 2\ b A &W A N
ot ” 71' / A \\ L) 7, \\\ % Ll ’ R 2& 7 l
e I N A |PR Y o B iy o
RPN | YNI R
P |\(4 iV | FORRNEG T\ O\ ” ET S il f‘i\
v N | /i\ e i i g e { 4. BEFD ei s
I 7 4 A Il L RN Y b
w SCATES o 0 LR ¥oho 1 TPR NN SRR A
%z ) Y e 7 g %kt o N P2t 4 ]
€WE %' lich (i B R O ; / ’/k
‘»‘, %% \: fi*’?g .«" Ly e L /;[,.',;, : NG ‘i 4 Ryl b 7 a
bl Ye kR L 4\ N &
¥ RN I | R 5 S
5 ANCEA N ! ! o A \ R s 1 it S (\:\
o elliea B A Y
. v RN RN ILR |
\ R jN TN RN Cp RN,
\ ; LAR &TR A XA RN & . o DR !
o ,) A%, '._’ e N ;" -"/'\’?"\” 5 234 \i' N e
LSO ) N\ N J 2 I*\‘ N
» “ NY il KEENET A 0 Kad
A ORI g ! , e O\ _\A‘v W
. / y i
7 x’ ! o &:N N ’
O i e *@Wm TR T
ibys// GV T i AR i i i iik
The first tea-dance of the Georgian
Terrace social season was given after
the “Faust” matinee Tuesday after
noon, the tables being placed on the
terrade, and dancing was enjoyed in
the lounge, Each table was decorated
with pink flowers.
A number of visitors were enter
tained in différent parties, Mrs, Har
ry T. Smith, Mrs, V. T. 3awyer, Mrs.
Willlam Patterson, Miss Virginia
Sawyer and Miss Mabel Heustis, of
Mobile, formed a party;, Miss Kliza
beth Hill, of Nashville, the guest of
Miss Mary Nelson, Mrs. W. A Gra
ham, of Edenton, N, C, and Mrs. Wil
liam Hart Boughton, of Buffalo, N.
Y., were together, Mrs. Charles
Adamson and Misses Sarah and Kliz
abeth Adamson and Miss Catherine
Cook, of Philadelphia, formed a par
ty; Mrs. Leigh Palmer, of Washing
ton, D, ', was the honoree in Mrs,
William Bailey Lamar's party; Mrs.
Orton Bishop Brown, of Rerlin, N. H,,
shared honors with her gister, Mrs.
William Marshall, of Washington, D,
('.; Mrs. Jacob Rhinizy, of Augusta,
was entertained by Mrs. Frank Mead
or; Mrs, Samuek Dick entertained a
party of friends to meet her mother,
Mrs. Samuel Tribble, of Athens: Mrs.
Henry Richardson, Mrs, Edward
Hemphill and Miss Bland Willilams,
all of South Carelina, and Mrs. Me-
Chesney Hogshead were also among
the honor guests at tea; Mrs. Thomas
Berry, of Birmingham, and Mrs. Alex
Bonneyman, of Knoxville, the guests
of Mrs, Alexander Bonneyman, were
entertained at tea; Mrs. Oscar John
son, of Charleston, 8. C, and Mrs,
A. P, Steele, of Statesboro, N, (°,, the
guests of Mrs, Del.os Hill, were also
entertained in a party, « ‘
Others present were Mrs. Hugn
Dorsey, Mrs. Lewis Beck, Mrs, Willis
« Westmoreland, Mrs. Frank Adair,
Mrez. Forrest Adair, Jr., Mrs., RoYia
Adair, Mrs. W, E. Miller, Mrs. 1. ¥
Montgomery, My, “enry B. Nelson,
Mrs. Alhert Thernton, Mrs, Preston
Arkwright, Mrs Walter Gordon Ro
per, Mrs, Albert Thornton, Jr, Mrs,
Samuel Barnett, Mrs, Del.os Hill, Mra.
Frank Spain, Mrs Ralph Rosenbaum,
Mrs. lLouls Wellhouse, Mrs, Sol
Wiseberg, Mrs. Werner 8. Byek, Mrs.
John Hill, Mrs. W. W. Banks, Mrs.
Joseph F. Gating, Jr. Mrs, Benjamin
Gatins of New York, Mrs. Phialzy
Caltoun, Mrs. James W, Conway, Mrs,
Henjamin Smith, Mrs Dowdell
Prowa, Mrs, Willlam W, Dixon, Mrs.
Herman Glade, Mrs, Cyrus Strickler,
Mrs. Russell Richards, Mrs, Grorge
McCarty, Jr, Mrs, Bugene Rlack, Sr.,
Mra. A, L. Fowler,. Mra. M. 8, (Conl
edge, Mrs, Frang Fleming, Mrs, John
Sorerfield, Mre, Inman Sanders, Mrs,
. C. Divine Mrs. Willlam C, Ly.e,
Mrs, . M. Willama, Mrs, 3. 1. Win
chell, Mrs, George Lancaster of Chat-
Wancoga, Mrs rank Owans, Misses
lane Allen, He rietta Tuoner, Eiora
Chapin, Julla Murphy, Catherine
Murphy, Jane Ailen, Miss Eva Fiteh,
Miss Nellie Hightower, Miss Helen
MeCarty, Mary Nelson, Hazel Nel
son, Sarah Kennedy and others
Mr. and Mrs, Little to Entertain,
Mrs. Louls Stevens, of Macon, will
arrive Thursday, to be the opera
guest for the remainder of the week
of her sister, Mrs, John 1, Little, on
Peachtree street
Mrs. Stevens will be honoree at the
supper party Friday at which Mr. and
Mrs. Johr D. Little will entertain at
their home following the box party
|ul the opery "La Boheme "
| Afternoon Tea To Be Given.
Mre. B, la Winchell will be hostess
at an afternoon tea on Friday at the
l\h-or(hn Terrace,
- d
Mr. Gatins an
Wife Honored
The beautiful luncheon given by
Mr. and Mrs. John D, Little at their
home on Peachtree street, was in
honor of Mr. and Mrs., Joseph F,
Gatins, Jr., who leave Atlanta Thurs
day for New York City, to sail on the
Touraine for France, where they
will make their home,
In the dining room the luncheon
table was eovered with a handsome
embroidered and filet cloth. The cen
tral decoration was a large silver
basket ‘of Dresden-colored spring
flowers, ‘
Mrs. Little received her guests
wearing an afternoon toilette of
champagne-colored foulard. Her
guest, Miss Martina Burke, of Ma
con, wore a costume of blue chiffon
fashioned over cream-colored founda
tion with real lace flowers introduced,
Covers were laid for ten guests,
Camp Parties Entertain.
Mrs. T. J. Akeridge carried out a
party of artists to Camp Gordon “Y"
No. 162 Tuesday night, when a pleas
ing program was given. Those tak
ing part were Miss Sadie Ruherts,‘
pianist; Miss Pauuline Bolsius, vio
linist; Miss Georgia Meek, reader;
Miss Lee Sampler, vocalist; little
Louise Adamson, reader; Miss Ruby.‘
Bowden and Miss Inez Dorsey, duet;
Miss Maybelle Farris, reader; Mra.‘
Flelder, reader; Mrs. Sewell, song and
reading (music and words composed
by Mrs. Sewell). J
Monday night Miss Hazel Whitney
and Miss Mary Belle Dean were the
chairmen of entertainment eommit
tees at “Y” Nu. 163 in the Auditorium
at Camp Gordon, when they were as
sisted by the following young ladies
and men: Miss Marguerite Moncrief,
ukelele: Miss Raeford Monecrief, gui
tar; Miss Dorothy Moncrief, mando
lin; Miss Frances Coleman, accom
panist; Miss Mabel Monerief, vocal-
Ist and accompanist; Mrs. Moncrief,
chaperon; Robert Pause, violinist;
Ralph Garrard, trombone; Mr., Ber
ger, drum;: Mrs., Dean, chaperon,
Both Miss Whitney and Miss Dean
‘added their musieal talents to the
programs. These pro%vmms were ar
ranged through the oman's Com
mittee of the W. C. C. 8, Mm. T. T.
Stevens chairman,
Mrs. Leavering Leaves for Home.
~ Mrs. Benjamin Levering, of Chi
cago, formerly Miss Blizabeth De-
Belle, of Atlanta, has returned to her
Jhome after a short visit to Atlanta
and Jacksonville, where she visited
‘her brother, Edward Deßelle, Mrs,
Levering has the distinetion of being
president of one of the most progres
sive French clubs in Chicago and is a
member of other woman's organiza
tions in that city. She is also the
first Georgia woman to study law und
be admitted to the bar in the Mlinois
Law School, but her marriage to the
Junior member of one of the most
successful law firms In that city end
ed her plan to practice law as a pro
fession,
Mrs. Levering i= a graduate from
the Atlanta Girls’ High School and
later from the Capitol Female Col
lege, founded by Miss Leonoran Beck,
now Mrs. Richard Ellis, of Tampa,
who is a writer of prominence and a
sister of Judge Marcus Beck, of At
lanta
| Mrs, Levering held the ofice of
secretary in her/ French Club for six
L years when the office of president
Iwun created to especially honor her,
During her visit to Atlanta Mrs.
Levering was entertained as the guest
of Mre, Charles Kaufman, at her
home ou Pledmont avenue,
Fielder-COoR
| |
\ .
1 Wedding
‘ The marriage of Mlss Marion Field
er, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. W.
Fielder, and Captain George Lindsey
Cook, of Washington City, formerly of
Virginia, took place at noon Wednes
day at St. Luke's Episcopal Church,
the Rev. W. W. Memminger officiat
ing. \
~ Mrs. Herbert Spencer Struble, sis
ter of the bride, acted as matron of
honor, and little Miss Dorothy Ewing,
daughter of Mr, and Mrs. Morris
Ewing, who is a niece of the bride,
was flower girl. Lieutenant Ander
son, of New Haven, Conn., acted as
best man, and the ushers included
Ivan Allen, Charles Marshall, J, H.
Ewing, Sr, and W, O. Foote.
The beautiful decorations of the
church were galm, ferns and bay
trees in artistic arrangement. The
marriage altar was guarded on either
gide by cathedral eandelabra holding
‘white burning tapers and tall wicker
urns holding Easter lilies, spirea and
white lilacs stood at intervals.
The bride entered with her father,
J. W. Fielder, and was gowned in a
taiiored suit of mavy blue tricotine
worn with a blouse of Georgette crepe
and filet lace. She wore a smart navy
blue hat trimmed with tiny birds
around the crown, and her flowers
were orchids and white lilacs,
The matron of honor wore a toilette,
of flesh-colored Georgette crepe heav
ily beaded and a large picture hat of
French blue embroidered in daisies,
She carried a cascade bouquet of
Shasta dalisles, pink and lavendar
sweetpeas, pink snapdragous, ragged
robbin, white and lavender lilacs, tied
with tulle. :
The little flower girl wore a dainty
costume of white embroidered net
fashioned over flesh-colored satin and
a little pink colored Georgette crepe
bonnet, She carried a Dresden arm
basket of pink rosebuds and forget
me-nots,
Mrs, J. W. Welder, the bride's
mother, was gowned in a toilette of
handsome black satin and Georgette
crepe embroidered in jet. Her hat
was of black satin trimmed with par
adise, and she wore a corsage of or
chids.
Mrs, Guy Hamilton, of Waynesboro,
Va,, sister of the bridegroom, wore an
afternoon costume of dark blue Geor
gette crepe, with a large picture hat
of the sume shade, and she wore a
corsage of pink rosebuds and swan
sonia,
Mrs. Morris Ewing, the bride's sis
ter, was gowned in a toilette of black
satin, with a large Victory blue chis.
son hat. Her corsage was of pink
and lavendar sweetpeas,
Among the out-of-town guests were
Colonel and Mrs. W, K. Fielder, of
Cedartown aunt and uncle of the
bride; Mrs. Guy Hamilton and Tuck
er Cook, of Waynesboro, Va., and
Lieutenant Anderson, of New Haven,
Conn,
Captain and Mrs, Cook left imme
diately after the ceremony for a wed
ding trip through North Carolina and
Virginia, later going to Washington
City, where they will reside while
Captain Cook is in the service of the
United States army.
Mrs. Foster Returns Home.
Mrs. Sheppard W, Foster, vice
president general of the National D,
A. R, representing Georgia, has re
turned from the Continental Congress
held in Washington this week, when
the most notable D. A. R. members
were assembled to make plans for
the coming year. Mrs. Howard H
MeCall also was one of the distin
guished women there, representing
Georgia as honorary State regent.
The Heart Breaker
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN
DE WATER,
(Copyright, 1619, Star Company.)
CHAPTER LXXill.
ONORA usually prided herself
upon her excellent physique, but
when she awoke on the morn
ing after her trip to Hartford she
was aware that in the last 24 hours
she had taxed her powers of en
durance to the utmost.
It had been almost dawn when she
fell asleep. At 7 o'clock she lifted
her head from the pillow, and a sense
of giddiness and weakness compelled
her to lie down again.
When Mildred learned what the
trouble was she advised her sister to
stay away from the office.
“l 1 will telephone to Mr. Pearson
and explain that you are not well,”
she said. “I am sorry you overdid
yourself yesterday, but it's only an
other of the many things to make me
uncomfortable. Life isn't worth liv
ing, anyway.”
Honora felt too ill to argue. More
over she knew that Mildred's morbid
moods were of short duration. Had
she been a different type of girl she!
would have been prostrated by the
events of yesterday. As it was, her
quiet slumber through. the night had
been abundant evidence that her
heart was not broken nor her nerves‘
seriously strained. |
Secretly, Honora was rather glad
to escape the ordeal of breakfast with |
her sister and Mrs. Higgins this
morning. The situation would be an
awkward one, and her presence would
not lessen the discomfort of it. |
She thanked Mildred for offering to
teh’{.rhono to Mr, Pearson.
“Tell him it is only a sick headache
and that 1 will be down this after
noon, if I am able, and explain how
sorry 1 am,” she murmured, for the
dl’zzineas made her feel faint,
i Honora Protests, '
“lI will tell him you are not fit to
be out,” Mildred declared. “You work
hard enough for him to give you an|
occasional holiday.” |
“Oh,” Honora protested feebly, “he
is more than kind to me and is always
willing to let me have time off!”
“Then let him prove it today,” was
the succinet suggestion.
Mrs. Higgins persuaded Honora to
take a cup of tea and a slice of toast,
then darkened the room and left her
alone, The tired girl slept soundly
until noon, when the housekeeper re
appeared with a tray of luncheon.
“This food actually tates good,™
Honora remarked gratefully. I feel
ever so much better. 1 shall get up
pretty soon.”
“Mr. Peason telephoned a? 11 o'clock
and said that you were not to at
tempt to go to the office today,” Mrs.
Higgins informed her charge. “So I
am to make you take care of yourself
You may as well have another nap.”
“How was Milly this morning? 1
mean-—did she seem happy at break
fast?”" Honora questioned.
“Well—-not very,” Mrs. Higgins ad
mitted. “But don't you worry about
that. You know Milly's moods are
only pauln’wnnen. If something nice
happens ddwntown today, she will
come home as happy as a lark.”
Silence followed this statement-—a
silence which Mrs. Higgins broke at
last,
“l am sorry about Mfldred and Ar
thur He is such a nice young man.
el i———
"- A/ —
T =
al SwING I,
{4 FRAMES i
B e . HEM
; ' evw3 f
i SAMUEL G, ifi
Ui WALKER fell
A Art Stare, iy
Jtl . 91 N. Pryor. 9 |
(b SNEES
Nights IVith Uncle Remus'
SISTER JANE (Continued).
ISTER JANE laughed heartily and
S then grew solemn. “So they say
you're a fool, do they, Jincy? Well,
1 wish all the peo
ple I know had as
much sense as RS
vou've got. I'd ,Ilk. ,(‘
‘em lots better'n I éflf‘
do." “% B
“Well'm, it's mso fi 5 S
easy to have what £° " o TR
folks call sense that {%?"; L
ease my mind by "’\,' 5 %
playin’ the fcol.” £oo
Mandy jaughed 3. %« . omes i d -
at this remark, but N
thera was a touch ¥ \g
of uneasiness in ; 1 ¥
her manner, for at ¥ o
that moment Klibs
marched in, accom
panied by Tommy Timkins. The baby
stationed himself by Sister Jane's knee
and stared solemnly at Jincy. “Oo dat,
Nanny Dane?’ he asked.
“oOld Zip Coon!™ replied Jincy so sud
denly that Klibs retreated behind Sis
ter Jane's chair and from that coign
of vantage smiled serenely at the young
man. Tommy Timkins, however, had
no share in Klib’s alarm or bashfulness.
He insisted on jumping to Jincy’'s knee
and was not satisfied even with that
demonstration of confidence, for he
reared himself to the lad's shoulder,
and rubbed against his chin and neck.
“He's not that friendly with every
body that comes along, Jincy,” explain
ed Sister Jane. ‘‘That cat kpows a
thing or two.”
“Well'm, they're all mighty friendly
wi’ me,” remarked Jincy; “cats, dogs,
cattle, hosses and all the wild creeturs,
specially the birds.”
“What about that mocking-bird
swinging on the cedar out there?’ I
asked.
' Jiney rose and glanced at him. “Why,
And he was in love with Mildred.
Don’t you think so?”
Honora turnea her head wearily on
the pillow and closed her eyes.
“He seemed to be,” she said briefly.
“Well, 1 was wondering if he cares
for her still--I mean except as a
friend. I wonder if he loves her now?
If sO, he must be very unhappy.”
She Thinks of Arthur.
The speaker looked inquiringly at
the face on the pillow. But the eyes
were closed and the kindly matron
decided to withdraw and let the girl
rest for a while longer. So, taking up
the tray, she tiptoed from the room.
But when she had gone Honora
opened her eyes and lay thinking of
Mrs. Higgins’ surmises. Did Arthur
still love Mildred? #f so, he must
be very unhappy.
She recalled his bitter laugh in the
restaurant yesterday when Mildred
and Chandler passed him. It was not
a pleasant laugh; in it there was not
a sound that would indicate sorrow
or longing. Moreover, if Arthar had
loved Mildred, would he not have
thrashed Chandler when he saw him
in the hotel in Hartford?
Then reason reminded her that had
he done this he would only have
dragged into light a scandal he and
Honora were trying to cover—would
have made Mildred's name the sub-
Ject of ecruel notoriety.
No, his sparing Tom Chandler did
' A =y a 0
[ . g y g I
e2T Tl |
o/fl A ! Jrry
GER b ‘! A YUY ‘
N ] wpeh L |
igmmt ;g = ‘ re L] ] ‘
alui AL ;
(€ A (4 | | Y ‘
& Vtary ‘il!l_lll!'! ,
“ul | i |
iy [ P e
g \\'n'um' j
e i ‘ i m!g
-‘ \' L ll_ ’
: IS, AN Y A\
500 Novelty Skirt
.
Just Arrived
An offering that has added force because of the tremendous
vogue of the separate skirt the present season.
Materials are of Gabardine, Shepherd Plaid Serges, Trico
tines, Striped Silks and Baronet Satins; in colors of French Blu¢
Flesh, Mohawk Shade, Navy and Amethyst. Tricolettes !t_
Checks, Stripe and Plain,
This is a wonderful value-giving sale: Skirts formerly pric X
at— he
$12.50 $25.00 $45.00 18,
This Sale This Sale This-8
Loy .
of
25 per cent Reduction Sale still on on all Sprlng, Dress.
Suits, Opera Capes, Opera Gowns, etc.
¥
Miss Bloom will be glad to give you her personal attenti
and the benefit of her long experience in costuming the in
vidual.
Correct Costuming for Grand Opera
Our Specialty
Exclusive
Shop
Ansley Hotel
84 N. Forsyth
St
B vl
! /’!’ B |
he's the same to me as if he was in 3
cage,”” he replied. “I can walk righ
out and ecall him to my hand.” /
~ ‘‘He can so!” protested Mandy, s¢
ing me laugh as if the lad had made
idle jest.
~ “The proof of the pudding is chewin
the bag,” remarked Sister Jane.
“That's so,” said Jincy, “and I'll show
you. Come out and see, but don't git
too close.” \
So we adjourned to the garden. Jiney
went near the tree and gave a whistling
chirrup. The bird was so startled by
the unexpectedness of the call that it
flew to the top of the ecedar, swung
there a moment, giving forth the “chuh’’
cry that stands for anger, alarm and
surprise, and then flew wildly to the
top of the big china tree on the side
walk. Again Jincy gave his whistling
call, and the bird came fluttering back,
this time making as if it would light
on his hat, but flying away again. Once
more the whistling call sounded, and
the bird fluttered around and over Jin
cy’'s head in the most peculiar way.
“What's the matter with you?” cried
Jiney impatiently. Then his eyes fel]
on Tommy Tinlgns, who was crouch
ing at his feet and watching every mo
tion of the bird with eager eyes angd
trembling jaws. “Shucks! it's the catt
Jincy said. *“I know'd somethin’ wa
wrong.”
1 enjoyed the spectacle immensely ar
treasured the incident in my mind.
gave me a new and higher opinion
Jincy. He begged to be excused fro
u'-turnlng into the house, on the grou
that he diFin't want to wear his welco
oul. So we begged him to call aga
whenever he felt in the humor, and }
went away agecr formally shaking hant
with each one, even the baby.
((‘opyflght: 1881, 1883 and 1911, by
Century Company; 1883 by Joel Chaj
Harris; 1911 by Esther Laßose .H{
ALL RIGHT RBESERVED. Printed
permission and by special arrangem
with Houghton, Mifflin Company.)
(Continued Tomorrow,) 7
not mean that he did not love M
dred.
Then why did Honora believe th
he had ceased to care for his form
flancee? {
The warm blood crept to her '
as she looked at matters honestly
the strongest proof she had th¢(
thur Bruce no longer cared t:ir
dred was the expression in hi
last evening as he said good-nd
Mildred’s sister, i
He had never looked atnat
like that before, and even
seemed to feel the warmth 'pn
handclasp. {
She fell asleep again, with aig
of happiness on her lips. *
It was late in the l.tternoan
she was just getting up to dr’
dinner when Mrs. Higgins
riedly into the room-—just as
come 24 uyours ago. And,
she held a newspaper in V.
“My dear!” she bt:)xclaim v
something more about th
Chandler! ?0117
“It seems he went back!/
early this morning, and in' .
his gun he somehow shot himy
cidentally right through the &
They think he is going to die. !
dear! What dreadful things are }
pening these days!™
‘ (To Be Continued.)
Bloom’s
Smart |
Conna
Bldg.
28 Whiteh