Evening Star Newspaper, December 17, 1922, Page 80

4 “WHY ARE MEN SUCH FOOLS?” IS FEMININE QUERY IN WAIL RATHER THAN' DENUNCIATION DON'T see as you have no call to say that to me, Maybelle.” John Williams spoke with aignity. “] guess a girl's got a rizht to stand up for her parents, even if they don’t ride in no lim'sine With no—no chow-chow dog in their laps!” “But 1 didn't hand you no cism. 1 just said it was two old people to be goin' downtown t0 a movie like a couple o kic The man had abandoned his pose of dignity for a tone of querulous plead- ing. “I don't see wher to tell any member of my family when they can go th movies,” the girl responded promptly. “What you tryin’ to put me, Maybelle” the man demanded, an- ger replac leading in his voice. “I ain’t trying to put nothin’ Mist-er William “You don't s € criti- for was funny you got any call ver on over the said on you. interest no sach ext rid Williams, and g 11, what's the answ u be goin'? manner, - in her best society at a spot two feet above the young man's head “I must,” he mimicked her, “seein’ that I'm proctically thrown ou He rose to his feet. Just like that, 1t happened! * ok ok ok UT in the street, John Willlams hunched his sh - cold 1 that i fore the days of prehibition, so that he might soothe his injured feelint blast and wish with drink. a lot of drink. ‘It sudden- 1y dawned on him that he knew of a place where it might still be pro- cured, in spite of prohibition—at a price. He turned squarely in his tracks, enly to turn back again and hunch his shoulders to the winter wind “What's the use of payin' half a buck a throw for r u don't really want.” he told “There ain't no frail worth makin® a fool of yourself over delibe His inner consciousne: informed him th: the sentence was o tempt to minimize faced the had thrown him cruelly; but that precious and desi Perhaps it v couldn’t honestly 1 promptly ast part of v a bluff- n at- ief. Then he rely. Mavbelle deliberatel her no les issue jua down made s his fault? No. he ieve that. If il as he could ask for forgivene swallow his pride; but it wasn't his fault. He hadn't meant to slim them | It had just seemed fun chould go to he had said of anything ny that two old people the movies to ther, an s thoughts went around ke from it ker at the :d give her For a time in this cir He'd call up M lunch hour. the nex a chance to apologize. He would ac- cept any opening to go back to hes Somewhat comforted, he entered his boarding house, turned up the gas in the little room which was his by right ot $8 a week in advance and picked up a book. The cover bore the in- scription, “The Power of WilL" After John Williams left the Riker flat Maybelle wiped six large, angry tears and assured herself that she was not going to ¢ Whereupon she blew her nose and decided that she was very tired and that it was nice to be alone. When the heads of the family returned they found her absorbed in reading tha shion mag- azine which asserts that its appeal is away exclusively to those whose incomes exceed $5,000 a year. “Mr. Willlams gone?’ queried her mother. “Yes,” answered Maybelle, indiffer- entiy. “Swell picture with one of them morals,” volunteered Mr. Riker, wag- gishly. He had a reputation for wit in the express office where he worked. “Peller's broke, an’ quarrels with his girl, s0's he won't have to send her no Christmas present. Finds a hun- dred-case note on the street an’ tries to make up with her. She goes to re- turn the necktie she's bought him for Christmas, an’ the clerk gets a crush on her- “Father, how many times have I got to tell you not to be always talkin’ movie plots?” demanded Mrs. Rixer, severely, examining her daugh- ter out of wise ey “Aw, her feller's always doin’ it, an" I ain't heard her complainin’ none,” ' | 1 1 Bcocooooco0 00y coooo ©009080000 5003¢%0000°° B o cc0e00000° 1c00 the lute. At any rate, the lute had | been rifted—rifted when all seemed to be going smoothly, with the peal | of wedding bells ready to break. | * ok ok ok | IT was just two weeks before Christ- ' 1 mas. and the mail-order house was | seething with industry. Office bo dumped heaps of shipping tickets into three baskets marked “in” on John Wiljams' desk. The man glanced at them one by one, seribbls the symbol for express, parccl | st or freight in the space left blank this purpose and cast them into ba kets marked “out,” which were bo away at regular intervals by other office boys. It was work that required concen- tration, and John, Williams lifted his head till a bell tinkled for the noon hour and the flow into th baskets marked “in” ceased. Has | scribbling “F” on a ticket for a cot- tage organ destined for Picken: ! C., and “P. P.” on another .ha:i ¢ ed for an ivory manicure set to dispatched to Deer Lodge, Mont., the | head shipping clerk rose to his feet | and slipped on coat, overcoat and hat. be better clas erty, which is more obvious than the odor of sanctity, was absent. -The rates excluded it. But the boarding house nevertheless had human variety. Most of HE boarding house was of the : The odor of pov- | the | € Then he crossed the street and shut tion. Maybelle had received her ad- himself up in a pay telephone booth. | mirer back into. grace, but his first “Hello! T avbelle?” move forced her to hand him some- thing—and hand him something she did! When John Williams emerged, perspiring, from the telephone booth it was with the complete conscious- !ness that he had received his. {7 * Xk Xk X \, RS. RTKER kissed her daughter a AV1 hurried good-bye, then summon- ed her spouse to return up the stairs. “I'm late as it is, mommer” he complained from the floor below. “I ain’t your mommer! I married you—I dldn’t adept vou,” she called down to him. “Though heaven knows you're more trouble to me than six or seven childreg. You come right back here an’ get your muffler!” Mr. Riker came. After the muffler had been adjusted he kissed. his wife | under the chin. She slapped him, but did not look displeased. The door of ‘the apartment closed. Mrs. Riker went about her house- | work, humming as she passed from jon which blankets them all: | task to task. When she reached May n such fools?” ! belle’s room the humming ceased, ail rather than a vitupera- |however, and her face took on alook is Miss Riker,” the girl an- ng to keep a thrill out of Mr. John Willlams,” came sk which Mr. John Wil- girl queried. “There's out a hundred of ‘em in the irly!” his voice plead- ¥ nothin’ last night, t, anyway.” girl hesitated. it go at that—this we'll let man answered ow'd forgive me Christmas is certain little girl ex- el present. Well, she's get it, T'11 tell the world!” ¢ classify individuals of » sex as good, bad, hand- but they have one gen- awd!” the hoped ss iU's BY']. A. WALDRON. [ ’ TIOUSLY AND P! SIDE. PED 1D lof concentration. All was not wal with her daughter, and Mrs. Riker, ugh she would not have acknowl- it to her own husband, was s her own fault. n so highty-tighty in my I'd never 'a’ had a hus- soliloquized. “How girls young da; band she | ao nge—an’' 1 don’t think it's for the better, neither. Well, what to a0 he pa t down in tiie red plush rocker, her | dusting rag still in her hands. It was perfectly obvious to her that her daushter's happiness depended upon John Willlams. But he didn't know it. and she hadn’t the slight- est intention of enlightening him. Neither had she any intention of let- ting things rest s they were. Her eyes roamed about the room in scarch of inspiration. A letter on the ble caught her glance. It was an Jaring letter—a long envelope with team of reindcer speeding across it. The Santa Claus in the sleigh behind had his arm around a white-haired o0l lady who was smiling happily off into space. Mrs. Riker picked up the letter, opened it and read the contents: ear Sir or Madam ' The merry Christmas time ap- proaches, when all the world fs full of good cheer and friendly wishes. Busy man—or woman—as you are, you can add your part to happiness, and. that without moving from your home or your office desk. Write on one " FINANCING SENTIMENT and _the theat¢r list was canvassed |aimi¥ssly by each. Maude was un- | excited and gracious, but her nega- tives were inflexible. Archie Jay found a moment alone with her and tried his luck for a {third time. He was assistant treas- conscious that the girl'sun- | cod into the living room and THE POWER OF WIL “IF YCU OPEN THE DOOR QUIET, YOU'LL PROBABLY SEE SOMETHIN’,” 1 MRS. RIKER VOLUNTEERED. MR. RIKER OPENED THE DOOR CAU- ‘ T | | the inclosed form the names of your riends to whom you desire to send Yuletide remembrances. Gift Granly will mail each one a card asking that each one name ten gifts desired. {Then Gift Granny will write you or telephone you the lists, and you may select a gift among the ten listed on each card from our splendid stock. 1t will 'be sent with your namg and appropriately wrapped for the sea- son, as you indicate, on receipt of check from you covering the cost of your selection. 5 “We call your attention to the fact that the recipients will not know the name of the donor until the gift is actually received on Christmas eve. A real Christmas surprise! A jo bringer! . | “With all holiday wishes, | IFT GRANNY. “In care of Brown & Brown, 909 Broadwa: “Well! id Mrs. Riker aloud. “It may not do any good, of course, but it ought to start somethin’, an’ any- thin’s better than nothin'!” She rose to her feet, and after some search found pen and ink in the medicine closet in the bathroom. Filling out the card with John Wil- liams' name and address, $he put it into an envelope and slipped on her coat and hat to go out for a stamp. It will be noted that Mrs. Riker did not add her daughter's or her hus- band’s name to the card. Not for worlds would she have given up the annual struggle of selecting family gifts herself. peach of a girl. She’d make a great hit in a beauty chorus.” * x kX | HE boarding house mistress had | T loitered and heard something of the conversation. “If you're talking about Maude,” she remarked to| Archie, “you're on the wronk tack | She would mever become an actress. She's engaged to be married.” There was a chorus of querles as to | when, afid about the man in the case. | “I don't know the lucky man or i when, but she has glven me notice. She will leave two days before Christ- OST Americ; certain knowledge of girls dur- n youth: the lcisurely period or |, adoles- | cenc They take, as it were, ! graded course in 11 tion to p: | them for the high 1 of woving. It with John Williams. had been far 0o busy working. » he attacked the s rious bu of wooing without a proper f on and his first re- verse caught him without a solution. t know what to do and v very unhappy. Of cour: urir working hours—and they were long ones at this season—his mind was oo fully o deliver ipied with th : Too! problem of for anything elsel but afterwa well, it was rather awful! | Going home the worst ms work- ed late, ft the mail order ho lights were outdoors, bringing into b relief the green leaves and cheerful re berries of the holly wreaths hangin {in the store windows, the glint of tinsel, the glitter of Christmas tre decorations, The faces of the passers-hy seen to reflect this holid T} Of all the were smiling and haj world, the man bitterly told himself, he alone Was utter erable Ornce in his room, he had no desire to go out. The pl 5 New York held out made no appeal to him. For sheer want of anything better he turned to “The Power of WilL” | There was one passage he read over many times t is of paramount importance that the individual should examine care- fully into what he thinks he desire and be sure he really desires it, be- fore he turns the irresistible force of trained will to its acquisition. ' At- tainment should bring the same or a greater satisfaction as its forerunner, the struggle for attainment. If it| does not, it is not a real desire, or it the attainment of which will is one bring unhappiness.” The man pondered over this para- | graph for two nights, but finally de- cided it did not apply to his He | was sure! i | The next paragraph brought him | some comfort: | “It must be remembered that, once the power of will is working to the attainment of some object, it will| continue to work for this purpose as long as it is still desired, and often without the conscious knowledge of the one who so desires. It is not necessary to make phys toward this goal. & trate on its at thought to the The power of w titon, never cea It is not neces- sary for the individual to make a conscious effort.” | John Willlams accepted this v batim. He made no attempt to think a way out of his difficuities, but he e for ene, He ust concentrate, was very un- never ceased to ¥ would concentrate, In the meantime he happy. * ok k% ATURDAY, ‘eight days from Christ- (&) mas, was a grueling day. John Willlams walked hc weari through the cheerful decorated streets, his head bowed so as not to <ce the happiness in the faces of his fellow-beings. Wearily he turned latchkey in the lock of his boarding houss door and glanced at the settee for mail. There was one letter, and the man was tempted to tear it up without ling at the mere sight of the en- velope. It was a long envelope. Across the top hurtled a team of rein- deer, behind which careened a sleigh | driven by-a jolly Santa Claus, his arm around a white-haired old lady | who was gazing happily out into | space. ome ad!” the man said disgust-| ed. Broken Diamonds. TCH attention has been given 10! hl the question of the origin of the | | numerous broken fragments of dia- | monds found in the Kimberly mines. | One hypothesis is that these frag- ments owe their condition to violent | eruptive outbursts that shattered the | rocks in which they occur. Another common belfef is that certain classes of diamonds frequently break spon- tanco One authority states that light brown, smoky diamonds often crack on exposure to the dry air, but | left for the ds | Maybelie BY ELMER BROWN MASON tore open the envelope and sar Mr. “A friend Williams: has asked Gift Granny ¢ and ask you to make a list fts, one of which will reach Christmas eve. Will you please the inel d for this pur and mail “With the “In Broadwa There was only one person in the rld who might send John Williams care of Brown & Brown Christmas gift, only one person in the world from whom he would care to receive on 1d that person Mavbelle Riker. His first intutt was to rush to the nearest ‘phone, i was restrained b his favorite text-ho. knowledge that t phone in the Rike Instead, he went up t lit the g Before h au, lay “The Power o _few moments he looked the teachings of #otiout pen and ink. It was an hour before he had filled In the card: “I don't want no choice of te things. 1 want one thing, and this is it—a girl who will let me tak. care of ) d get her thing s and be good to her, and w ¢ me out when I do some 1ded thing I don’t mean to. If this, T don’t want noth- Respectfully “JOHN WILLIAMS." The man cd the card into the stamped envelope inclosed for the purpo t he put on his hat and and hurried to the nearest mail box, as if in fear that his resolution would not hold, Then he returned to his room “The Power of Will" still lay o the bureau. For a few moments he contemplated it with growing irrita tion. Suddenly, opening th {he threw the book far out into the | street. * ok ok % T was Christmas eve. Maybelle Riker gathered up her bopus check at noon, put on her hat and coat and As she w. she wonder ked through the streets 1 that so many people could be so happy, that every one could be so happy. John Williams was probably happy, too. The thought stabbed her to the he. vain she told herself that nothing to her, he appy. The pretense would not he hated him, and she hoped he e, and she'd have he hoped he that Ny mi n thing in the world to see him for a e 1 2 minute; The door of her apartment house was before her. Maybelle opened it and mounted slowly to her family niche among its cliff dwellers. Her her opened the door to her im- mo | patient knock. “Off for the day, Maybelle?” she queried. “Yes,” the girl answered listlessly. on be workin'” she “There ain't no sense answered her mother belligerently. “You just come in here an' trim this tree. You an’ our pa’s had a tree for twenty-two vears, an’ he ain’t goin’ to miss it now just because he's got a grouchy daughter. I've brought you up right. “Yes, ma,” the girl answered meck 3 meekly that her mother stared at her in alarm. “Ain't you feelin’ right?” she asked u don't say anxiously “Somethin’ on vour mind?” The girl did not answer. She gave her mother one swift look, then buried her face on the maternal bosom. Mrs. Riker finally wiped away her daughter's tears and settled her on the couch. She offered no words of | sympathy, but her lips were firmly | set, and the way she put on her hat was a challenge to the whole world. “I'm goin’ to get your pa now,” she announced. “You answer the bell if any one rings. I'm expectin’ some holly an' mistletoe. Don't you pay that thievein’ man more'n a dollar. That's the trade 1 made with him.” One the stairs she paused and open- ed her handbag. Yes, it was there— a pink card signed “John Willlams" with tiny reindeer running across the top. It had come to her three days before in the mail. “I'll give him one chance. T'N—I'll telephone him,” she said aloud be- tween clenched teeth. “Then T'll go an' drag him here by the hair of his head if he don’t take it as he'd ought It {urer of a prosperous theater. “You're | |absolufely - wasted in a boarding mas,” said the mistress. bjected the head of the family. 2 - s | k o obj; Y. woman guests were of sedate age, and they will remain intact if kept In a |\, ortheless, Mrs. Riker did not “A good reason why you shouldn’t!” snapped her daughter, promptly lining up with her mother. “It's bad enough to hear one feller tell "em. “Been scrappin’ with him, hey?” sur- mised Mr. Riker, with unusual acumen for his sex. “Well, you want to watch out. Christmas is only couple o weeks ahedd.” And he dived for his own room. * ok ok k AD John Williams been born to the purple he would have gone to college, specialized on the digamma and led a uselessly laborious and happy life. Since he came into the world near the East river, where col- leglate advantages-are in the propor- tion of zero in the hundred, he went to work. The energy that might have gone into digging up the digamma from the dust of ages went intg the study of freight schedules, a weighing of the speed of express versus parcel post to remote parts of these United States. Hs rose rapidly to the position of chief shipping clerk of a large mail order house; did the work of three men, for which he received the salary of four—such are the times—and had a firm hand on the next rung of the commercial ladder. Then he met May- belle Riker, and busin slid rapidly down to second place in his scheme of existence. Nor was he to be blamed. On the contrary, many men envied him—envied especially the thorough- ness with which he distanced all rivals. The girl was so beautiful that it seemed unfair that she should also be unusually capable and even clever. It seemed a painting of the lily for her to hold a responsible and well paid position with the firm that gets out of manners and aspects that insured them freedori from the wiles of de- signing men. Four of the ladies, mid- dle-aged and with ample means, spent their leisure about a table at auction bridge. Of course, they had their little differences, but always these were uniform that the end of each week of play saw them pecuniarily where they started, plus amusement. There was but one woman in the quicken male pulses. She was the chief dining room girl, and her name was Maude. She was tall and wil- lowy, yet athletic, with a face perfect in contour and a complexion suggest- ing a peach of fhe prettiest variety. Her hair, abundant and unquestion- {ably original, was the color of brass jthe day after polishing. Maude went home every night after dinner. The old and middle-aged male guests, having wives that kept track of their impulses, smiled at Maude as fathers smile. But every young man in the place was keen for Maude, who was no flirt. She greeted them all alike, paid appreclative glances for compliments—what woman will not? able when repartee was pertinent. Maude was what the young men called “a swell dresser.” Perhaps it Iwas her figure, but she always looked llike a model for clothes, and the women whispered with one another in wonder at her appearance, knowing their own apparel cost' much more than Maude’s. And she looked at all times as though she had just been to a coiffeuse. But it was all her own skill, with the prime asset of beauty i behind it. ERE solved. Their luck and skill were so | house warranted by nature and age to | —and was self-rellant and verbally.| “PVE TWO SEATS AND NO PARTNER” ° ‘ ‘Ah, Maude! But you look a winner |another boarder, was waiting for her | house,” he said. “It isn’t your natural | environment, girlie. You would be a | winner in the theater.” \ “What do you mean?” she asked. “Why, there ism't & girl.in the chorus in ‘The New Moon’ that shines {as you could. And I am the boy that | could get you there, if you cared for | popularity and all that”’ “Don’t you think I'm popular where Iam?” “Altogether too popular for such an environment.” But the theater has no fascination for me—unless I'm in the front row of the balcony with some one I like.” “Oh! Then you have a suitor?” “I didn’t say so. But I don’t meed After the various young men were satisfied that.she was not for thelr society. they. held little experience meetings and compared notes. - As long as all were hopeless they might as well be candid with one another. And they all seemed to think more of her than ever. “I even saw the Scotchman asking her to go with him somewhere last she smiled at him just as she smiles at all of us, it was useless. A swell chance that tightwad would have, wouldn’t he?” “The movies are his size” replied Hanley, “and if in an insane moment he shold ask a girl to go, his pecu- niary regret after the show wonld be poignant.” The ‘young man referred to was Donald Ferguson, who was said to be thriving in the skirt and suit trade, which is a highly competitive business. His name alone suggested his origin, for he was a New Yorker And he was as good top look night,” said Grafton, “and, although|. “Let’s club together in a purse for her,” suggested Grafton, as Donald | Ferguson was seen entering. “We'lli make it a Christmas present as well | as a matrimonial compliment.” “Good!” replied Archie. “And we'll show up the Scotchman. Let's all give the same amount and make it worth while.” Grafton wrote a check for $50. The others responded each with a like amount as Ferguson came forward. Grafton explained what they were doink. “Surely, Ferguson,” he said, “you must think as much of the lady as the rest of us. And Christmas is coming.” “I think a lot of her,” was Fergu- son’s reply. “Well, we have financed our good' will. Come across!” Donald wrote a_check for $50 with out a word and put it with the others. “You're a brick, after all” said | Hanley. ' “We didn’t think yow'd do T “Why shouldn’t I do it?" asked Don- ald, “I'm to marry the lady.” (Oopyright, 1922.) 1 Fiber for Brushes. in what s known as “palm fiber” in Hongkong with the United States for the manufacture of brushes. The material is the center of the leaf stem of, the small palm ! (Livistona Chinensis), which grows wild over much of the south China hill country, and which is generally cultivated in some districts for its leaves—the com- mon palm leaf fan of commerce. The fiber is obtained simply by family Qm'm a fair trade has developed’| !enS® moist place. In accordance with this | notion there is a popular story of South African diamonds being sent to England inside potatoes. Another authority seems to at-| tribute the fractures to the sudden | lowering of pressure in the space sur- rounding diamonds and speaks of con- sequent explosion. He states that he | has met persons who have beard of | the bursting of smoky diamonds, but none who ever witnessed this phe- nomenon with his own eves. This idea of the bursting of diamonds is of great antiquity. Albertus Magnus says that a diamond immersed in the fresh, warm blood of a goat will burst; especlally if that animal had previously browsed on parsley ori drunk wine. Pliny vouchsafes a simi- | lar notion. The majority of modern authorities belfeve that, in most cases, the breaking of #iamonds has been ue to the energy exerted by the min- eral Inclusions which they so often contain. These are most frequently | garnet, but sometimes zircon, ilmenite, | iron pyrites, and possibly chrysolite. The thermal expansion of nearly all crystals, except thoge of the beryi at ordirary temperatures is much greater than that of the dia- mond. If the same is true under in- conditions of heat and tempera- ture, differences in the rate of expan- sion and contraction of the diamond and its inclusion would account for the shattering. Ascent of Sap in Trees. THE question of the ascent of sap in trees is not vet settled, accord- ing to an eminent American scientist. ¥t appears that in the highest trees the total pressure required would be nearly 100 atmospheres, according to head straight for a telephone booth. Instead, she made haste to the ex- press company, where her husband worMled. This was always her duty on the day before Christmas since one year, before Volstead times, when Mr. Riker had not appeared until midnight and had slept through Christmas day. Her husband safely corraled, she led him to a drug store and parked him just outside the tele- phone booth. * % ¥ ¥ ““ym\'r do you want?” John Wil- llams said into the transmitter for the fiftieth time that day. “This 1s Gift Granny,” a voice came over the line. “I got your card an’ noted contents. I ain’t got the kind o girl you want, but you know where she is. If you're a man, an’ not a mouse, you'll go an’ get her yourself. Goo'by!" “How shall T send this here baby carriage to Panama?” a voice queried at his elbow. . “Send it by—reindeer,” John Wil- llams answered as he seized his over- coat and fled. The man was within a block of the Riker apartment house when he sud- denly hesitated and turned into a jew- elry shop. A few moments later he was running up the stairs. No one answered his impatient knock and he flung open the door. Maybelle rose with a gasp. “Why, Mr. Williams, you got a nerve comin’ rightin!” she began. “None o' that!” he answered firmly,: and took her in his arms. * % % x ¢ F you open the door quiet, you'll prob’bly see somethin'” Mr: Riker volunteered, pufiing from climb up the stairs. Mr. Riker opened the door cau- tiously and peeped Inside. Then he soaking the stem and stripping off | what we know of the vessels through the outside portion. The fiber in the [which the sap passes in the trunk. stem is them cut into convenient We cannot suppose that the leaves lengths and shipped in bundles of [exercise so intense an osmotic suc- about 200 pounds each. The fiber is | tion, and the sole hypothesis that has| qopy. used locally, and in fact all over|any probability is that some Sort of | 4. hag been already stated, Mr. south China, in the manufacture of |pumping action is exerted in the Wood | piyar had a reputation for wit in the what are popularly known as “bam- | by the living cells. But it isnot clear| ;055 company’s office. o0 brooms” and for Chinese scrub-{how, this could be. Therefore the : . ' guestion, still remains open. (Capuright. Al Bights Reserved.) 0 : 3 St NE by one the young men in the tonight! I wonder if you wouldn't |on the corner. He was resident buyer | born. place secured brief moments with [like to go to the Follies? I'Ve two |for one'of the hig:shops. He flashed [at as any of them. In a quiet way Maude to try themselves out. It never | seats and no partner.” a pair of Hippodrome seats and |Donald had been as susceptible to-the worked. “Sorry,” Maude replied, “but I've an |wanted her company. She thanked |charms of Maude as the, others, but John Grafton waylaid her ome eve- |sngagement. . |nim, but it wasn’t possible. And the|his frugality was a standing jest. Porhaps it was this same “pep,” |NIng& In the hall after dinner, as she| “Some other evening, then?" way she smiled left him .as good- | He seemed to be the only young male perhaps it was the strain of the let- |Was going home. Grafton was chief | “Oh, my evenings are filled for quite | natured as before. s ' 'l about who. had. not bm:m Maude ter 8, always the most hated by those [clerk In a broker’s office and had all fa spell.” And she laughed and went At.varidus times she. was also ap- | beribboned boxes of candy and flow- who are compiling directories, that[the nerve and sophistication of hisfher way. 5 < four othér youns : SATHS 7 =34 \brought about the first rift in kind. - Another evening:' Bllly 1 Jay, - shut it noiselessly and put his arm around his wife. “It's ketchin',” he announced wag- s‘l bulky volume known the New 'ork City Directory. As John Wil- Mams succinctly put it: “She’s got everythin’ pep!” front, bean hies and similar article