Evening Star Newspaper, January 26, 1927, Page 25

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Judy Betts ie a rich little poor irl, rich in ‘dreams whic b Hightens. & happy-go-luc i a poor Hittle rich hoy xuvardest Al the time. - Tn childnood wistiul Judy, who'continues to think ax the of i on | Lorimer. { has never mp i and becaige she 18 weary o istence. ~ Then at an-exhibit "ef her mOher 8 picture: c | cated. wearied | child of fortune. | terested in her tovs and in her. to study art with Judy's mother and meets and falls in love with Tommy, who. however, still woos Jud. (Continued from Yesterday's Star.) ! Tragedy. UDY began in her own room at her own desk. It was in fright- ful disorder. All sorts of things had eddied up into its refuge in the last few busy, important | months. tloor from bure | “I'n nav :I‘Ih' wt and desk and table, a beginning some Often she paused In her task to | finger something gently, something | touched with the fragile beauty of memories, things Dabs had given her, souvenirs of her own hard, barren vouth, little gifts from Honey. At the bottom of the pile she came upon a neatly wrapped bundle. She picked it np euriously, “I wonder,” | she mused with a giggle. “I'm not al She turned the Je aver. and trom the frent of 1t [in a girl's bold scrawl a name stared up at her k Darien.” “Oh, sped. She drop ped the bundle fearfully, as though the touch of it was hot to her fingers. forgot all about that!” she mut Slowly she reached over and ed it with a small finger tip That in the bake shop, months and months ago! The messenger boy who had forgotten his parcel! And she had | meant to return it. Th dread | ful! What should she do? What should | she say? what she had done? |~ She must take thix over to hix house t once! She would give it to { mothe Oh, she dn’'t do that! | That would mean explanations, disbe Mw(' And it might be a valuable pack e! How could she ever explain her H’m etfulness so that any one 5 understand? 1 Perhaps the tall, man | would understand! bheer something so sad, €0 wise In his eves! If she sen little note would under explaining, perhaps he nd and forgive her! Her She hated to appear be fore the light rerson asking veness for ess act Rut she must do it. “It serves v good and right!” she told herself bit terly She would get his address from the Department and mail this pack And she would write him areful, prim little note. A new fear came up to haunt her ps he would think she. done have cent She couldn’t e to him posely as to to write to him! at! Perhaps he s after hin her help- | be helped | She'd have to d to write a tment ask rer work e to the War De ress of Mr > first thing in the had not taken Destiny into r when the next morning rning But Judy account. ol her own guilt, had been driven com- pletely out of her mind Tudy awoke 1o the sound of the bell ind the sunshine fous m | i Bhe wondered who was rd turned over in hed, stretchs ing out her arms to the sunlight And then across the quietude sound of Honey's scream! Judy flashed out of her bed in an fnstant. She shuking with terror She thrust her feet into slippers and ran out to Honey Honey stood, h came the - Lack to the closed front door, stoc . some one in a { dream. She d it Judy, and | she did, not make a sound. That ‘one terrible scream seemed to have ex- hausted her. Clenched in one hand was a small, crumpled ball of paper. ( NOTA ARESS I AGENT — A DIRECTOR OF UBLIC RELATIONS OH,| GIVE €M A LOT FF ABOUT THE )3,(, THINMG M A BIG CcoLiNG AN now:‘/\nf PROFE S S 19 | : = THE S€ JOKE s/ | % AUGHT HAVE Ago BUT No‘f JUDY’S MAN Background of This Fascinating Love Story. She piled up things on the | How could she ever explain | his | would | * the hundle to him with a | would think | 1k Darien, | all thought of Jack Darien, or of | WHAT RE YOU RE DOING A TICE OF RI1OV— =93 \‘ 1 05 IMPORTANT, o A VA OUGHT A 36 AMGHT Y PROUD OF [ HOUR SELF SELF —By WEBSTER. it T ( veAar, '™m GemNG -, [ WHY, WHEM Eve R | SCE A CARTOOT TOR A JOKE ABOOT S PLOMBERS | WRITE ALeTien B ——— THE EDVTOR oF THE PAPER ) EXPECT To 5ECL My ] SERVICES TO THE Bar-| Ber s, THE UMOER — s Amp THE ’mflm‘w r 1,r< mn {Lé""fi; and Official Life Are the | | BERGER. { Penn Publishing Co “Honey? What s it?” Judy running toward her swiftly. “Dabs!” Honey said through cried, | stiff | it Dabs? What s it?" Honey paused, tried to a word, but made no sound cn she tried again: “le's—dead!” “Oh, Honey! Judy put up her hands ‘as though to avert a blow, wav ered a little where she stood Dabs! Not Dab: Honey looked ou? father!” through her tears. “And he was my husband, my lover!"” Honey told her proudly, and he turned and swept past Judy toward her room. “Oh, Honey, don't lock the door!” Judy begged. “Don't shut me out! 1 an’t bear ‘t alone!” ‘1 1l have to bhear it alone!” Honey said, and her voice was still very hard and cold. But she did not lock her door. Instead she went over and down on the stool before her easel, her hands clasped loosely before | her, ' Judy stared in at her, through | a veil of tears. Suddenly Honey reached out and picked up a big brush and dipped it on a nearby palette. And she smeared | the brush across the big canvas be ore her. It was black paint, and it made wide black marks acr the soft colors of the picture. She stared at her work, | her lips narrowed. Then she leaned over and picked up the thin knife she used for scraping the palette and with three swift strokes she had slit the canvas wide! “Oh, Honey!" “What are you you done “I'll never paint again!” Honey said flatly. eve And she flung the knife from her, and it rattled down in a corner of the room And at last she gave way. She sud denly bent over till her lovely hlonde d rested upon her knees. And she | eried, heavily, hopelessly “He'll never come back any more she cried. “I'll never hear his voic I'll never see his smile! I can't be: it! I can’t bear jt!" Judy came to her, put arms | around her, but Honey put her arms | to one side and straightened herself. | | | Judy Judy doing? cried wildly. What have her ve me alone,” hildish sort of away and | use of a vertain note of re agony under the dignity Jude stole | away to ery in her own room Somehow the lon, ed Dy Judy made a va o see that things moved along customed channels, but it w Honey uld not get the areadful afternoon. The small clock ticked away happily on the man telshelf just as though evervihing was | the same. In her room Judy could hear nothing of Hone; Now and | stole. to Honey’s door and | Sometimes Honey s her bed, sometimes she was up, staring out of the window Never once did she. give acknowledg ment of Judy's prese » came out to sit at the table while Judy served the dinner she had labored over, but not a mouthful did Honey touch. She came out into the kitchen and helped Judy with the When the last dish towel was away she followed Judy into the she said dignity e me alone long, | noixy | peeped stretehed Judy | sat down, exch by an window. The noises of the city | up to them like the stirrings of less beast turning and twis cage. Suddenly | her hand on Honey's | like this!" sh open Judy leaned forward, latd “We can't go sald urgently. ‘quf{:nm! Honey! Honey's voice was fla («1.« said. “It is as 1 frozen. I can't feel own pain. I can't even be sorry | you, Jude!” Her volce died away. Presently there came a little punse in the noise of traffic. And in the silence thero rose @ sound that caught Judy’s breath on the intake of a_sob. Long, slow, beautiful notes, falling on the air like a benediction! Taps! Played by some trumpeter across the restless efty, Perhaps a man practic- ing. Perhaps from some camp. But T .can't!’ had been nything but my for | to her feet | leaving e | on painting.” | After | he knew I | Judy | only 1 thing | heart slow falling Taps was what Not deat sure and beaut Lights out! this had me: Lights out and little ery, stumbled In the half dark she came to Judy, crving as a child cries. She clung to Judy, shaking with her sobs. And then she answered that bene- diction. She turned from Judy, flung one hand to the night, her eyes on the stars she could see burning above the rtment. “Good-night, Dabs!" lntly “Good-night dreams!™ After her one little flare of bravery Honey grew very quict. Hour after hour sat at her window, small hands folded in her lap, her eyes out Honey gave a she cried gal- and happy | over the housetops. to think of apartment although uneonscious of hul\ found it difficult alone in the few moments, 1imost Sometimes when ¥ would give | away smile, such H ht give to soothe a smile was terrible to Judy in its pathos. | Sometimes she knelt by Honey, caught her hands. “I'm still here Honey! Love me a little, won't you?" when she did this Honey out, softly stroked her hair- and smiled, her dreadful, soothing | little smile | “I must rouse thought, desperately, Judy for even a Honey her presence seeme her somehow!” Judy ast about | he around among: Honey's aquare vas, laid out a fresh p her paints about it fed to Honey, when irested eyes upor put out your paints and Time to be getting | routed of can ranged “Look!” she ¢ Honey shuddered back from the wer her eyes. she declared Judy pulled down hands. “Nonsense! willl” she cried hibition! Think of your succes can’t stop now!" Honey looked at her steadily. success?” she asked bitterly, “Do you 1 it that? My exhibition? Tt all a cheat! I hadn't earned it! trouble was that 1 wanted to be s cessful whether 1 deserved it or And a person gets punished for that! Success grows from roots. It doesn't just spring out of the air” She turned the discussion was ended Judy would not give in Dabs!” e suid very » would want you to go little you thin course the “My little ery, pressed her hand ove her heart “Didn’t you see what I did to him he asked. “DIdn’t vou see what suc ess made me do to him? He must have hated—-m painting—then!"" A little pa » she went on: “And wasn't worth anything anyhow: my painting, 1 an. Just I knew that his writing ne r would amount to anythin Oh, Judy, peaple have to earn everything world! I evel that!" At that Honey gave a in th ‘Everytl softly Suddenly a moment life to her face Judy said ghtened and beauty came touching it with thing golden and magical. “Oh, never think you don't have tc n that!" she said, and her volce vang. “More than anything else vou have to earn love! 1 earned Dabs’ love, and I earned it honestly. Just as he earned mine It hias been the one real reward I've ever had. And now looking back, I know it was the best veward 1 conld eve ave had.'” svely little Honey! More lov now, stripped of beauty, of charm! Like a shadow mirror, a breath, the succ had brotg the mirror was clear beautiful? But oh she For back some than bereft ross a hardness that her! And now again, shining what a lost and lonely little was! She tore at Judy's Her restless feet roaming idly the apartment, her empty bands, folded in her lap, her empty eves, looking over the housetops, as though she might find Dabs some- where in the sunset or the dawn Daisy Wells, dropping in now and n, spoke warningly to Judy. u've got to get her out of her- self” she said in her breezy way. “Why don't you let the old crowd | know they are welcome? It might be | od for her to see again.” “Do you think so?" certainly. you ask them to drop in and see her?” around " (Continued in Tomorrow's Star) BLAZE IMPRISONS THEATER PATRONS | Hundreds at Lawrence (Mass.) Turned Back as Fire Rages Next Door. LAWRENCE, Mass, January 26.| «Several hundred patrons of the| Victoria Theater, a motion plcture | house in the husiness district of this city, were imprisoned in the place | last night more than an hour while | fire raged in the Conlon block next | door. 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