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Revelations of a Wis
A New Stery of Married Life.
You Cen Start It at Any Time.
By Adele Garrison.
ontinued From Yo)lterday"\ Anuri
can.
HOW MADGE “MANAGED”
. DICKY'S MOTHER.
s6f OW-do you do, Margaget,"
said my mother-in-daw,
almost genially.
'W evening,” I manuged tQ ar
ticulate, but it was hard worl;, for
I was so astonished at her altifude.
‘Bicky had told me that my Xoth
er-in-law had recovered froi her
fll bumor and that 1 was to treat
her as Jf nothing had hapmened,
but I was not prepared for the mat
ter-of-fact friendliness with which
she ignored all the exciting events
of the evening. :
She even made no comment upon
w: presence or the undignified
ter between Dicky and the girl.
Yet I knew that a short time before
she had discharged Katie 'for her
rudeness to Dicky about my de-
Jparture.
tchky sprang up, his face a study
f amazement and cha:ggrvin. He
knew that his mother Isad heard
s raillery of Katie, andi the em
c ssment of the Xknowledge
?hovied in his face. ’
I may have flattered myself, but
I thought I also read im his eyes
at he did not exactly relish the
gence of even his mother in
these first mpments of our recon
ciliation. .
' But he bowed to her n the court
ly fashion that endears Dicky to all
élderly women, and drew a chair
for her.
* “Come on, mother,” he said. ‘I
'lmow you will join us. Tl'll bet the
‘!nell of the coffee awoke you. I
fiever knew you to fail to scent a
&lp of good coffee anywhere in
yeur vicinity.”
" His mother smiled faintly. “Ta"
she admitted, “I' did smell the cof
'ee and I felt that I simply must
ve a cup.”
" “T am so glad it is ready,” I said
cordially. “Let me get it for you
right away.”
’ “Dicky threw me a mischievous
g:a,nce. “Going to tell Katie that
She won't be eaten alive?” he
gefled, with an audacious glance
his mother. .
f'l felt my knees shaking at his
z:merity. I fully expected that his
qother would be deeply offended,
and that the whole miserable busi
*gen of the evening would be
rought up again. But to my sur
i’)risc she simply smiled and said to
ine in a tone distinctly cordial:
¥ “Phank you. That is very kind
of you.”
' I hurried to the kitchen to find
fltie sobbing in a chair in a cor
er w@th her apron thrown over
t:r head. I pulled the apron from
r face and gave her a little
shake.
' “Do stop your nonsense, Katie”
z said firmly. “Nothing is going
to happen to you.”
© “Oh, Missis Grgham. dear Missis
Graham, you mean I no have to go
away "
f' NO “WAITING” REQUIRED.
“oOf course not, Katle,” 1 an
swered, “but you must remember
‘imt to answer Mr, Grabam's non
bc-qle and to control yourself bet
g?. .Now pour a cup of coffee for
Mrs. Graham quickly and I will
}1!&@ it in to her.”
'’ Katie jumped as if she had been
ghot. “Ain't dot a shame?” she
aisked of the air. “My madam dog
Ln[f my work and me crying like
ne little fool.”
f She poured the coffee and
Pmu‘ht it to me.
“You want me to bring it in?
she asked anxiously.
‘, “No,* thank you, Katie,” I an
ered, “vou look too upset. Go
tind bathe your face and smooth
yopr hair. Then when I ring the
bell you will be able to come in.”
I brought the coffee back into the
'dlnln: room and placed it at the
side of my mother-in-law's plate.
:’aen I bought the cream and
ugar to her,
¢ “How many lumps?”. I asked, the
sugar tongs poised in my hand.
The remark was an hogest effort
so show her atention, but my
mother-in-law appeared to think it
lt{cctauon.
& 1 can wait on myself, thank
ou,” she said abruptly, taking the
{onn from me.
I felt repulsed, as T had whén I
llrlt met her. But Dicky saved the
ituation.
¢ “Mother hates to be waited on”
ha said to me half apologetically.
Bverybody who s around heér
loarns that legson sooner or later”
" “Yes,” his mother assented, look
g at me with a friendliness that
k the sting out of her previous
son, “I dislike Intensely to have
'"’.. one save a servant walt on
,}' meontally resolved not to err in
;h’t direction again, 1 was hegin
ing to see that the hest way.to
manage my mother-in-low was to
. tl\'y no attention to her, exeept
hat ordinary courtesy demanded,
' “Do you feel up to going sight
séeing tomorrow, mother?” Dicky
asked after he had served us both
bountifully,
His mother considered the ques
fon.,
}"Why. wes, 1 think T shall be able
!" go part of the day.” she sald,
Can you spare tho day?”
“Oh, no, I can't go,” Dickyssaid
hastily.* “T've got a rush order on
a‘md. but Madge has nothing else
“do. She'll trot you around.”
! He did not even have the grace
{0 flush 25 he thus cooily disposed
hfgmy time withont inquiring
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whether or not it would be con
venient for me to go., Inwardly I
resented his discourtesy, but 1
made no sign. All minor annoy
ances faded intg oblivion in the
experiences I had gone through
éuring 'the day.
THE OUTING ARRANGED.
Trust one woman to read an
gther’s thoughts!
“Perhaps it is not cwn\'guicylt for
Margaret to go, either,” my mother
in law said a trifle stiffly.
I hastened to reassure her.
“Indeed, I shall be very glad to
accompany you," I said heartily.
In reality I was amazed that she
had consented to accept my Q’?Q{t-
Dicky beamed upon us both with
such evident pleasure in our amity
that ‘my heart warmed toward him,
The thought of the coming trip
appeared to put Mrs. Graham into
high good humor. She chattered
briskly with Dicky. Although she
did not ignore me, yet their talk
naturally was of family affairs, for
which 1 was truly grateful. Di/ck,v
had no chance to observe what I
was eating, and 1 managed to make
a pretense of taking food that in
reality would have been impossible
for me to swallow. !
When Mrs. Graham finally went
to her :oom Dicky came around
back of my chair and drew my head
to his shoulder. .
“‘Sleepy, sweetheart?” he said
tenderly. “You must be more tired
than I am, and I feel as though [
could sleep till ‘he judgment day.”
But long after Dicky was asleep
1 lay with eves wide open at his
side, not daring to move for fear I
would disturb him.
It was the first hour I had had
to my own thoughts during ail the
strenuous day. To my dismay 1
found' that my joy ‘over the rcton
ciliation with Dicky was almost
overshadbwed by grief at Jack’s
unhappiness. —
‘I love Dicky with an emotion
that is far different from the sis
terly Va{gection I have always givén
to Jack. But until sleep at last
mercifully closed my eyelids there
was but 'one imagé before my eyes,
the sad, stern face of pho man who
was going to the war, my bt"otfiér
cousin Jack. .
(To Be Continued.)
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l Little Bobbie's Pa }
By William F. Kirk.
E have went to live in a bunga-
W 100 for the summer with sum
frends, Pa & two of his frends
built the bungalood, it looks jest like 'a
reglar place to live only wen it rains
it leeks.
Pa dident think it was going to leek
wen we moved in. Me &my two frends,
sed Pa, George Mandylert & George
Pannier, knowss all abotut how to fix up
one of them shacks. All of us is old
timers at ruffing it, sed Pa. In our
day we have been as ruff as rasps, sed
Pa. But our degr littel wifes, sed Pa,
with thare reefining = infßiens, has
smoothed us down until we are like
Batin, Pa sed. A .
‘lt looks like a rather flimsy roof
to me,” sed Ma. b e ' »
That is a trick of the bilding trade,
scd Pa. ‘We made it to look flimsy &
cool,’ but it wad hold out a e¢loud burst,
Pa sed. Walt till it rains & see. .
Last nite it rained géod & hard.
Blow, ye Tempest, sed Pa. We deefy
thee. s 3 Tk sak s
Doant be so sure, sed Ma, this is a ter
ribul storm, ° :
After the storm, the ralnbow, sed Pa.
Blow, ye tempest. - Here in our snug
retreet swe moek them ellyments, sed Pa,
When do we eet?
We jest 'had supper a hour ago,, sed
Ma ' The storm must give you'a piin
in yurd stummick that you 'tatk ' for
Hunger, sed Ma. * Ate you afrade? Ma
sed %o Pa.’ ! L 4 ot
Me afrade? sed Pa. Me, who have
faced them ellyments in the four (4)
eorners of the wurld? What a silly ask!
sed Pa. e o
“ That mite happen anyware, sed Ma.
Thay ‘all 'shy that it 'tws ' peépul’ is
quarling it ‘drawsé the ltening. ~
Deer¥littel’ #i¥e, sed Pa,' 'You & me
wud nevver quar!, wnd we?
Not fm & storm,” sed Ma, tho some
times we have got along about like Cain
& Abel. Why are you so white? sed Ma
to Pa.
It muet be the glare of the litening,
sed Pa. ' My stern’ soul sneers at seers,
Bed PA. IF a bolt “tronithe' sky 'Ehul
taik me off, sed Pa, rcr-memtr you
have a poliey on my Mfe, Pa'séd. Lot the
wurdt-cum, it it wiil, esd Pa. £
Then all of a 'sudden It stopped
storming & Pa took a long breth & sed
thank hevings, the tempest ls Luld &
peeces Settles oaver “alll Maybe' ' I'n
wagent #éared but'l guess he likes Pare
Wether.
THE ONE Tl-!ING NECESSARY.
“Patience” was the subjéct of a
teacher's discourse, and to illustrate
her point she drew on the black
géard a plcture of a small boy sit
ting on the bank of a stream, fish
ing. “You see this lad, children,”
ghe sald, beaming on her pupils;
“he Is fishing. Well, even the
pleasure of fishing requires pa
tience. He must be prepared td sit
and wait" For a little while longer
she dilated on the beauties of being
patient. Then came the time for
her to test her work, “Now, then,
can any of you boys tell me what
we need most when we g flehing?"
she asked., Like ohe voice came a
chorus from the class, "Bajt!"”
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AR comes and goes with the sound of the guns; the Chante
\V cler of France, the Bulldog ot England, the Eagle of America
have fought their fight and raised a chorus of triumph—thee
Chantecler marched the victorious Grand Army of the Allies under the
Arc de Triumph—"crowded over the enemy,” thanks be! We been waitin’
for that to make us happy—and the whole thing—the whole terrible, ugly
and beautiful thing—was a wiping out of a hideous ghost of Piracy that
came back and made Kidd, Blackbeard, Leach and Morgan shiver their
crossbones for shame that they were tame pussys and saints in their
bloodier days and did not live to learn bloodier deeds from the late arch
pirates who Ol\tdfd' Death himself.
* “ But here'sia pretty brate of pirates—buccaneers of the old school—
The Eas..fly Fall
Suits
By Rita Stuyvesant.
HE light sport lotfies of the
summer are now Pasu)nz
from view, and in their place
we have the one-piece frock of
heavy' material, ‘smartly tafloreg.
Bvery day ne wstyles are seen on
the "“avenue,” and the 'visitor re
turning from the' i{uor’o to town will
he ‘greetdd by well dressed women
in good looking dresses, tich ' fur
starfs and ‘dmart Hats. s
Dreéssés of 'simplé charm are
beautifully dtfayéd for ‘the new
season.’ Amohg' the latest materidls
one finds Uuvetyn,” tricotine,’ velour
de laine, serges, cashthere, ' twill
materidls and hgavy tricolette.
Deep rich colors lend their beauty
to ‘the falli frocks, ‘and these in
clude brick, grape, bronze, green,
dust, mahogany shades, deep pur
ple, tan and blue.
"Of marked distinction was a
frock of Wust-colored tricotine. It
wis a ‘coat model with ‘a #lip-in
bdouse of knee length. Both the
blouse¢ and back had simulated
panels, olatlined in brown bone bufi
tons. A deep cuff hem finished the
bottom, and to define the waist
there was a narrow white kid belt.
Under the long blouse was a
simple’ skirt, maglnnhbly narrow.
It was ankle length and buttoned
up the back and might be worn
with separate blouses under the
top coat later in the season.
A movel form of drag;mg sug
ts another interpretation’ of the
m«a for early autumn days
Grape colored duvetyn portraye an
attractive street dress brightened
with a bit of yellow. The snug
bodice was cut in a deep oval and
friNed in with pale yellow geogette,
eldsely tucket. Tiny frilis cuffed
the ling, tight sleéves and gavé 'n
du}ngy freshness to the duyetyn,
Anes of grace and beauty charac
teriged the skirt, which had a
tendency to drape itgelf in a great
cascade on the fl?fl hip. A narrow
pancl was luoyvd under on the left
and a string girdle wrapped itself
about the ‘hips and was tasseled
with riny wooden beadg in bright
vellow to match the chemisette in
the blouge, '
This mart gown Is also de
veloped in taupé velour with orchid
trimmipe
‘ Increasing Divorces ’
By Beatrice Fairfax.
BULLETI Nos the federal
A census department reveals
the fact that more than 10
per cent of the marriages in this
country end in divorce. And that
the number and proportion of di
vorces have been steadily increas
ing for the past thirty years.
Since 1906 the number of divorées
has increased in every State of the
Union except Colorado, Maine,
South Dakota and West Virginia,
These States are sufficiently far
apart, geographically speaking, to
eliminate the question of elimate,
food and laws as factors in the
conservation of family lige.
The only conclusion one might
draw from these four banner States,
dosaestically speaking, is that each
has a large agrieultural population
angd that people who live on farms
are too busy to squabble. But as the
argument fails in regard to other
States with equally large farming
communities, we are driven to be
lieve that these four happy valleys
are entirely a matter of chance,
Divorces began to increase in the
United States rapidly after the Civil
War. From the vear 1887 to 1878
they climbed to 12,212 per year; in
1916 the official figure showed 112,-
026 decrees. In the ten years pre
ceding the last federal census the
ngulaflon of the country increased
0.7 per cent and the divorces in=
creased 68.4 per cent,
. APA!N'T THE HUSBANDS.
The detailed statistics of 108,702
decrees granted in 1916 indicate
that 31.1 per cent were granted to
the husband and 74.8 per cent to the
wife. Desertion and non-support,
which are the commonest causes of
breaking the marriage tie, lead the
department officials to suggest that
it is due to this fact that the huss
bands appear as the chlef sinners
The question of infidelity and the
divorces granted for this cause afl
ford food for thought. More men
were granted divorces for unfaith
fulness on the part of thelr wives
than viee versa., Of the 12,486 de
crees granted for this cause 6,850
were for infidelity on the part of
sailing the high seas to board you and make you' happy—wan and weary,
wise or foolish, or a dear wise fool (which is not a bad thing to be)—all
according to the temper and make of you. These two came with the
first ship a young man started to sail for himself and the first high seas
to sail it in. Long about the time of Eve. And sometimes they rob.
And sometimes they bless. There are those you should come out and
wait for. Anmd those you should put on every bit of canvas down to
your. pocket handkerchief, and flee from, if it pulls all the sticks out of
your ship. They are both soft and tender as doves; and the Mate is
the same the seas over—it's the Captain you do not know.
—NELL BRINKLEY,.
. the wife and 5,636 on the part of
the husband.
One may be pardoned for specu
lating on prevailing fashions and
the part their provocative audaeity
may have played in the securing of
these 6,850 decreea,
Impropriety in dressing, on the
part of the women, reached its ze
nith during the Napoleonic wars,
and present day styles are not far
behind-—may the League of Nutions
grant our eyes a longed for respite
from the "“eternal feminine” chroni
“cally on' view,
DESERTION AND DIVO!}CS.
Desertion is the most fruitful
source of divorce I the United
States.rgping the cause of about
one-third of all the decrees. ‘Phis
charge may mean incompatibility,
shmfeufiun. non-support and a
who}u eategory of human failings.
The Irresponsible partner has a way
of side \eil‘a;xplng his matrlmm?al
blundler. sie prefers to “fade awdy”
rather than to stand ang face the
musie; this enables the survivor to
sue on a charge of desertion.
Many people are under the im
prwslon ‘that alimony I 8 peculjarly
a perquisite of the wife—a glance
at the State of Wisconsin disproves
this fallacy. In 1916, 20,1 per cent
of the Wisconsin decrees gave the
husband a preferred position as to
alimony. i
The significant fact is that dl
vorce s on %n increase in the
United &mton.‘ One marriage out of
every ten goes on the rocks, gnf yet
the ery I 8 for easlor divores laws.
It would seem.nb the lile of a na
tion is made up of its collective
home lifé, and one can not survive
without the other, that our €peed
ing up the divorce mill will bear
looking into. 4
"The great patrons of the di
voree courts areé the rich-—or, ut
least, the well-to-do—since legal
sepurationgs a luxury well nigh out
of reach o'! the IPmn‘. Nor do the
poor seek rellef from the courts ae
often a 4 the well-to-do or the rich;
they are too busy trying to Keap
alive to consider seriously the trl.
vint cauges of disagreement of thelr
more progporous nelghbors,
A lack of the home mlaking quals
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright, 1919. International Feature Service, Inc
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By Aline Michaelis.
' the sun were always shining,
sunshine soon would lose its
gest: clouds all have a silver
lining, and the clouds are sometimes
hest., Tho' we cling to well known
places, tho' we love each dear old
friend, we may necd the wider
spaces ere weo reach the journey's
end. And it must be there's a rea
son why our life is full of change;
here with lov# ones for a season,
then away to pastures strange.
Gladly tho' we greet the flowers,
they are her; a little space; but
on winter's theerless hours they
have left a fragrant trace, And in
days of dark December, when the
year draws to its close, through our
dréeams aboyve the ember comes the
perfume of the rose. Lovely were
those June time roses, all bepearied
with morning dew, hut the winter
dream discloses they have beauties
ever new. Where was ever rose
that, smiling, nodded in its garden
clese half so sweet as the beguilihg
memory of the vanished one 08,
the' roses are the dearer for their
contrast with the snow, and the
sunlight falls the clearer for the
#torm an hour ago, so we know in
days of sorrow, tho' the world seems
hard and strange, that maybhe when
comes the morrow it will bring a
happy change Days ean not be
sunishine only, and it may be just a
test when life seems a little homely
for ve atill to do gbr best. And it Is
a welcome fancy that where'er our
footsteps range we shall find some
necromancy in the dally tide of
changre,
A A AAP AP
ities .on the part of the girlg of this
generation s another fruitful cause
of divorce. Would it not be well
if our public schools econeerned
themselves with this problem seri
ously? Initial attempts have heen
made in this direction, but they
have not gone nearly far enough.
A thorough course in domestic sel
enece ought to be given to every fu
ture wife and mother in the intors
ol @f better und more slablc
Amvrican homes,
yr: o = o
I7hen a Girl Marries
A ROMANCE OF EARLY WEDDED LIFE.
Phoebe ?‘xults Over an E xpensive Gift From Dick
Wesl and Neal A p_,pea rs at an Unexpected
Juncture Betore Her and Anne
By Ann Lisle.
l ki{OdEßz} stood clutching the
jade earrings and necklace
Dick West had b,oufm her the
night before. Her little heart
shaped face flashed out at me in
vivid deflance, and between us vi
breted the words she had just
spoken:
“Yos, I've changed. And you
can't change me back again. Re
member that!”
1 realized the truth of what she
had just said. T couldn’t change
this flaming, pleasure-loving co
quetie back to the little Phoebe ot
a few months ago—the girl of soft
lips and gentle eyes. I had failed.
Jim didn't see the importance of
the enchantment 1 wanted to work,
nor yet of the evil n‘peu 1 wanted
to undo. And Virginia didn't even
dare to try. But there was one
other who might succeed where we
had falled. . - ¥ :
Phoete had Joved Neal once—
loved him devotedly. There was no
doubt of that. Child love, perhaps,
butl sincere and true and good. She
lad come to the city lonelz and
hungry for life. Friendship and ex
citement and love were the things
she had wanted.
She had :151&0«\ for my friendship.
1 could see that now. And 1 had
been so shocked by Virginia's cold
ness tc me that 1 hadn’t realized
how 1 was passing it right on to
Phoebe,
So Phoebe had failed in her first
search—the search for friendship.
Then, before she could begin
searching anew for the second
thing her youth craved—gaycty—
Neal had come. And he hag brought
her the gift that held in itself the
sum of all her longings—llove.
1 could se¢ Phoebe again on the
evening of her return with Vir
ginia, sitting on the big couch with
one foot tucked under her and peer
ing up to smile a shy “Hello!” As
if it had been only ye{terday, 1
could hear Neal's reply::
“1 thought vou were just a kid.”
And Phoebe's:
“I'n a grown woman—l 7!"
How they had laughed together
then and how happily they had sat
side by side, finding each other and
forgetting in, the joy of that the
kurt of the thorough snubbing
Virginia had given Neal for his pre
sumption in calling her “Virginia,”
and for his awkwardness in stum
bling on Pat Dalton’s name,
1t began that very nl§ht. 1 sup
pose, 'ghey didn’t know lit, but even
then those two young thirfis were
reaching out (o each other with shy,
half-guessed longings.
Neal had brought her the great
est gift of all, and Phoebe had for
gotten the lesser gifts. But sceing
her now—avid for éxcitement and
luxury and attention—l knew that
Phoebe nhad travelléd a long road
since the autumn day when she
bade her soldier Neal a tearful
good by and pressed her lips to
his diamond circlet as it nestled on
her hand.
Yés, therc was cne thing for me
Good Night Stories
THE SANDMAN OF FLOWER
: LAND,
EGGY sat down on a stone and
P Jooked down the hill and
across the meadows one day
last fall.
The grass was fast turning brown.
One by one the yellow and red
leaves fluttered from the maple
trees and settled on the ground.
The fall asters late dalisles
and brown eyed susans nodd
ed and bowed to the tall gold
enrod and the wonderful shumac
in their bright red caps.
“Oh, dear!” exclaimed Peggy out
loud. “Before we know it old Jack
Frost will come along and nip off
their noses. 1 just hate this time
of the l)rem! Why can’t it always
be spring and summer? Winter's
no fun! 1 love the flowers, the
birds, thee trees and the grass-—even
the little brooklet® yonder will stop
his singing!”
“Oh, no, he won't!” laughed a
merry chorus, and Peggy rubbed
her eyes In uur{rrue as a million
tiny flower fairies danced out of
the meadow and sat down around
her in a great, big ecircle. “Mr.
Brooklet kfe&n on 'just the same,
only 'ther his cover of ice you can't
hear his song.”
“(‘.erlfnnly not when he's covered
with fce!” retorted Peggy. “1
wouldn't sing if I was covered with
jce. T dou't like winter time!"”
. “Well, Merry Brooklet does. He'll
tell 'you so himself," um} the fal
ries, gathering Peggy in their arms,
carried her down to the bhrooklet.
“I certainly do love thg winter,
laughed Mr. Brooklet, when the
flower falries hag told him wb‘\;
xh;{’d captuerd Peggy. “Apd
build thig roof of ice over m head
on purpo%e #0 the Jittle f] who
make thelr home's with me won't
feel the cold winds, and can sleep
wn{;out being .?uturbed."
“You go to »eg‘? I thought you
died!” exclaimed Peggy.
The flower fairies and Mr. Brook
let laughed very heartily at what
they considered a great Jjoke on
Peggy.
“Of course we don't dle!” they
eried. “Wo Jjust lstén -to Jack
Frost's merry tales until we fall
nsleep, just like you do every night
when your mamma or grandma
tells ¥nn a story. We never are
sorry 1o see Jack Frost like you are.
We welcome his coming the same
as yvou welcome your gandman who
tomes to put g'nu to gleep. Then,
after n long winter's nap we awakeén
and work hard all summer again,
I it was alweys summer and spring
I'm afrald tHe birds, bees and but
terflics—-as well as all the other
meadow folks—~would be so tired
they g¢ouldn’t enjoy their days"
“Well, well!” laughed Pegey, "8o
Jack Frost Is your Sandman? How
I'd love to see him. You know I've
felt him pass many times, but I've
never seen him.”
“All pight!” erled the flower fal
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to do—send for Neal.
1 would write to Father Andrew,
ask him to work hard to help Neal
get his discharge, and to persude
the boy to come back to us as soon
ag he was out of the army.
In that moment the kinship eof
tire Harrison's, in spirit as well as
blood, was very clear to me. They
hed pride in common and stubboru
ness, Perhaps his sisters iflgq
shared Jim's need of dominating the
one he loved, 1 didn't know. But
of this I was certain—Virginia had
wrecked herself on the reefs of her
own pride and stubbornness; Jim
and I were drifting into dangerous
waters because of these same
things. And now Phoebe, My own
pride, my own need of freedom,
gmight work enough dam'i.fa so that
im and I would be shipwrecked
too in the end. I dared not think
of that now.
What the present demanded was
that I save Phoebe,
We had taken the circlet of dia
monds from her han%and had sent
it back to Neal. We had taken love
fron her. And Phoebe had turned
to the last of her gifts and exalted
it to first plave. Excitehent was
ker (P:ntrnn saint now, and il weuld
wredk poo. little Phoebe unless
some one saved her from herself.
Of course I didn't formulate my
thoughts in the minute of silerce
while 1 stood staring at Phode’pe.
Y had been thinking and brooding
all through the long morning Sflme
1 had waited for her to awake. &11
that came to me t{xen was the
- to send for Neal. To Phoebe
I saja:
“That carved jade, dear—do you
u;mék you ought to accept such
gifts?” ¢
Pheebe's face dimpled with mis
chief.
“Did you see Shelly’'s face when
he held my pretties? My, wasn't
he jealous! I'll wager he sends mse
a whole gairden of American Beau
ties today.” .
“Phoebe!” T cried in real re;;:f~
nance, “you're playing those ‘men
off against each other to see which
will do more for you, which will
send more wonderful presénts.”
Phoehe took a sudden impulsive
stop towarl me. There Was a wist
ful look on her face and it scémed
to me that she was going to be
gentle and repentant. But what she
sald at last was: .
“You think ‘that! This jade"——
Then, her voice grew impish:
--wm‘, think away, Anne, think
away. The necklace cost S2OO and
the 'earfings SSO. Now, what do
you say to that?” .
“Proebe!™ T eried, furiously, “You
can't do huch things. You shan't
accept sucl¥ gifts from men!”
“No 7 asked Phoebe' suavely.
“Who's to stop me? !
Then a voice rang out from the
other room:
“Hello, the house! Who's to stop
what? And who's to welcome me
back to the big city?"’
It was Neal!
(To be continued.)
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“You Go to Sleep?”
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ries. “We expect him this very
evening, and yol;n shal‘; ltt;y ‘l‘l‘: m
him if you wish,” and they
down around Peggy to wait for Jack
Frost. .
But by the time merry old Jack
Frost's chariot pulled out of the
clouds Peggy's blue eyes were
closed, and the flower m
very silent while Peggy’
gathered her up and carried her
into the house.
The next morning when p
looked out over the mfiow
flower fairies were nd lm
curled up in the petals of t air
flower beds. Then Peggy knew that
the Sandman of Flowerland had
passed that way,
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PRODUCTION IN THE .
A highly Interesting report b;
Dr. €. G. J. Peterson, a Norwegian
scientist, describes the metl od
and results of recent work on the
eviluation of the bottom fai ’:m" &
flora of the sea in the Kabl
Limijord, and egewhere. Often. the
bottom consists of a “blac . mal
odorous mrass of sulphurous mud,”
and it was qdifficult to § lagine
that animals could utilize th a 8
food, s;;mpliuxg this by means of
a glass tube thrust do j“a ]
it was, howvve{, seen that there
was o thin surface layer of gulte
different composition, ray” or
brown in color, and charged with
vegetable re}nmns. Oysters an
other bivalves and demersal w yrmas
do not feed on the black mud or on
the plankton in the 1 cr, but
Ystuff themselves with up !
layer of fine detritus,” “The gresi
bulk of the bottom animals” are,
und must necessarily be, w“_ =
ous.” They mostly burrow in the
mud, but a large nymber are at
tuched to solid objects, sto 108 and
shells. The "\"‘V&f being 4 | ~*w
titative one, an atte LIB made ot
an actual estimdle ' i‘;{;‘*
musyg of Hfe in the ’; *L.'f