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. WOMA # WEDLOCKED BY HAZEL DEYO BATCHELOR. , an_artists’ model, mar- tt, @ poor artist. having 16 marry Maortn Lee Ne artle iay “Fom Bl cha die @ baby. She meets Martin Lee again | @nd he still_loves her. For the sake of Fhe child she marries him. Of course, Ae expects 10 win_ her love, but after he baby's birth Nan feels' wedlocked artin lpses control of himsell one eve- ming and makes love 1o her. She does Nt vesiat him. but he feels no response i Ner, either and_it hurts his pride Fater that same night the question of Nan' has spent ‘ihe afiernoom Van feels Martin's suspicion. CHAPTER XL. The Quarrel. Deliberately she took another sip her creme de menthe. NN-m was proud. She hated being Ruestioned as though she had done something wrong. He had tried to make his question sound casual, but Just the same there had been an edge to his voice. It gave her a smother- Ing sensation as if she couldn't escape from him. Mar and* money’ ringed her all about. She would break away from him even now if it weren't for Muriel. Martin’s fury mounted still higher. He felt that she was defying him. He had an impulse to go over and take the glass from her hand to make | her meet his eyes, to force the truth from her as he so often had from persons on the witness stand. But he controlled himself and a moment later he was glad he had. Nan met his eyes frankly. She had hothing to hide. “I went to a tea at the Grays'. “Those people we met the other might “Yes.' “Did you go alone As Martin spoke Nan 1 like a witness being probed for testimony. | ntful. Martin had her in that cold, "She had done no barm. He watched her small chin lift proudly and heg lips draw into a straight line. Her nostrils quivered slightly. She was angry. It made her res Ro right to spe: ralculating Vol ‘No, I didn't go alone. Stephen and | Dean dropped by for me and Willis brought me home, I used to pose for him in the old days.” She spoke the words simply knew she was telling the truth. But the emotional outburst between them earlier in the evening had unnerved Martin. Not only that, but he w: remembering his feeling the other pight at the St. Clairs’. These people of the artistic world liked Nan, but they resented him. He had felt it the other night and now he ‘was sure of it, because he hadn't been Included in the invitation to the Greys'. " * Not that he cared. Why should he care? But he didn't intend to have Nan accept invitations where he was not included. Furthermore, he did not intend to have any more men call for her and bring her home from anything she attended unless it was himself. How casually she said, “I used to pose for him in the old days.” Mar- tin had never resented Nan's old call- ing as He had this minute. It seemed cheap and tawdry. 2 He finished his brandy and poured bimself another. Then he spoke. His _val;e was very smooth. “T see.” Nan answered him impulsively. *No, you don’t, Martin. You d ee at all. You're angry with me. . “I'm angry at the idea of having #trange men call for you and bring you home—you, I'm angry at your ‘wish to attend affairs where I am not included.” His voice was like steel. In that moment she almost hated him. Nan stared -at him, She could bardly believe that he was serious. But there was no doubt that he was. She had never seen his face wear such an expression. After a moment she spoke. “You really mean that I am not to have any friends unless they are your friends, too?” “I do; but, most of all, I mean that, I won't tolerate this loose business of playing around here and there with *other men. Of course, I know that people in the Bohemian crowd think Dothing of it. Husbands and wive are always getting mixed up, and it Always bein love with somaething, Babies, gardens, Music, country ronde and weather— The Pantry Pals Use Plain Washington Flour for any baking The Perfect Flour for All Purposes and he | N’S PAGE. doesn’t seem to matter. Artists and writers seem to glory in defving the conventions. But you no longer be- long to that crowd. You are my wife. 1 shall expect you to observe the con- ventions, whether you care for me or not. I cannot permit men to call ou cr bring you back from any . If T am not at hand to do it, v at _home.” Nan stared at him. | she had never had any | her like this. { across her mind. Wedlocked. Closed into marriage with a man she didn’t love! l And then she remembered some- thing. Her eyes suddenly Kindled. | Finishing her cordial, she put the on the t and _lighted a cigarette. She did this deliberately, | { too, knowing quite well that Martin | | 14" not like it. He would have pre- | ferred her to wait while he kindled the match and held it for her. The women in his set were like that. She inhaled deeply and then faced | him deliberately. | “You expect to rule my life com- pletely and vet you refuse to tell me | | anything of your own. I could make | {an issue of what happened tonight. |1 could demand to know who that | woman was who came to sce you and | why you had to leave directl | dinner. Certainly vou couldn’t call | such an_incident conventional.” | Mrs. Westbrook's affairs, her cease- less chatter, had pr had some- | thing to do with Martin's present mood. It annoyed him to be reminded | | of_her. | He thought of her as a silly little fool who didn’t know her own mind. During their interview that evening he had almost told her so and he had efused to take her case unless she | did exactly as he told her. | But Nan's reference to a client of his, even though that client had done uch an unconventional thing as come | here to the apartment, angered him | still more. It wasn't as if she didn’t know that | he loved her. She had marrfed him knowing that. And he had done everything for her and for the child. She could have no reason for doubt- ing him. But knowing that she did not care for him, and having her go here and there without him, particularly with attractive men, was a different thing. If he had been sure of her love—yes. In that case he could fling defiance at the world. But she didn't love him and was bored with his friends. He couldn't | {lose her, not it he had to hold her by force. “I refuse to discus: you,” he said curtly. “You know my feelings where you are concerned, therefore you have no cause to ques- tion me. But I forbid you to go out alone again with any man. _You are no longer living in the Bohemian world and in mine such things aren't done.” Nan was inwardly furious. She longed to defy him. ut“there was Muriel! In all her life k the matter with (Cobyright. 1027.) (Continued in tomorrow’s Star.) gt Savoy Dish. Peel and slice one pound of raw tomatoes, place in a saucepan, then add one-half a cupful of mushrooms and two jablespoonfuls of butter, Cook until soft, then strain. Season with one-half a teaspoonful of salt, one teaspoonful of sugar and one- fourth teaspoonful of paprika. Pour this sauce into a shallow baking dish and break on top six eggs. Sprinkle these with salt, paprika, or pepper, and grated American cream cheese. Cover with buttered crumbs and bake in a nwderate oven for 15 minutes. This may be served on thin slices of buttered toast in rice cups, or on thin cakes of sauteed sausage. fly‘ too. Sold at THE EVENING STAR; WASHINGTON, SONNYSAYINGS BY FANNY Y. CORY. (Copyright. 19 Your Baby and Mine BY MYRTLE MEYER ELDRED. Change of Feeding Schedule. Mrs. E. M. M. writes: “When my boy is 18 months I am expecting an- other haby and I would like to put the older one on a three-meal-a-day schedule, so tha it will be easier for my mother when 1 go to the hospital. How shall T go about this?” Answer: Your boy is now getting only milk at & o'clock and is getting his cereal at 10. Combine these two meals, giving cereal and milk at the 8 o'clock breakfast. Give orange juice some time during the morning. Then at noon give coddled egg. or small piece of meat; sieved vegeta- bles, or vegetable soup: custard and glass of milk, or fruit sauce and glass of milk. This gets in all+his necessities in three meals, with the fourth meal only a glass of milk, Mrs. D. W. Your baby has made an adequate gain in weight, considering that it was a premature baby and much under ‘average weight. This September it would be wise to begin weaning, and if she will take milk from a cup, start feed- ing her milk that way and don't insist on the bottle. The main disad- vantage of cup feeding for young babies is that they seldom will take all the milk they should have when they have to drink from a cup. For a baby under 1 vear of age a bottle is a comfort and a convenience. I suppose a baby who wakens easily at every sound is possibly more nervous than the sound sleep- er, though this ability carries through to adulthood and all light sleepers are not nervous. Keep the baby cool. A light-weight band, dlaper and thin slip are enough when the weather is so hot. Add mors clothes when the temperature M. H.: You are using an sive amount of sirup with the boy's feeding formula. Perhaps maltose, 4% tablespoonfuls a day, would be more laxative. Use the number which is prescribed for con- stipation. Don't think of starting castor oil or any other medicine. These only encourage constipation. The habit of giving laxatives to chil- dren on general principles is re- sponsible for a lot of unnecessary constipation. —— 4 More money is being spent this season in England on golf than on all other games combined, including the popular cricket and foot ball. “One Sniff—~DEAD” Bucs BreatHe Brack FLag—and die! It getsevery mosquito and roach in your home. Kills other bugs, drug, grocery, hardware and department are kitchen-bred Use Self-Rising Washington Flour for quick biscuits, etc. Miss Waltie, Domestic Science Specialist, Says: “You'll never know what worry is when you use WASHINGTON FLOUR. It's made for kitchen use—and meets kitchen facilities.” “The Pantry Pals” are sold by grocers and delicatessens in all sizes, from 2-Ib. sacks up. Wilkins Rog Buy the 12 or 24 Ib, sacks—they are more economical, ers Milling Co. Vebingon D.C. | iitle “Doctor” is a member of the learn-| 25 . D. O THURSDAY,” AUGUST PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE BY WILLIAM BRADY, M. D. AND THE “Waddling of thig column the | dding with any | purports to giv digease condition I remedies for nny al or Imaginary or henling skill, urgo upon reader unwisdom of that for any or furnish wonderf ndition, Medical skill, | something like ¢ A healer possessed of skill can't in- corporate and endow his p: helpers or associates with h The practice of the healin personal servic stitute, company soc b plant the physician in honest prac’ | tice. c Titles and Laboratories. A little while ago I endeavored to| bring to your attention the sad status of the title “Professor.” This title, orginally respectful, has been so much abused or misused that most of us smile now at the fellow who has the temerity to pose as a “professor.” In like manner the title of ‘“Doctor’ threatens fo become a byword, a hu- morous nickname, because in recent years so many merchants, mendicants and mountebanks have appropriated the title that no one knows what it stands for and its origina: significance is now lost. No longer can a stranger safely assume that a person with the (Copyright HOME NOTES ed profession. The horde of 20th cen- BY JENNY WRE! tury pirates on the healing art haw made the title meaningless so far as| this art may be concerned, and as for doctors of divinity, law or philosophy, why, nowadays they seem reluctant to us2 the title, and even in the medical profession there is a growing senti- ment in favor of discarding the title to the exclusive use of ghe quacks who so highly prize it. i It is a curious thing. or so it seems to me, that the very charlatans who | so loudly insist, when threatened with legal punishment, that they are not »racticing medicine, are the most eager to appropriate the title “Doctor,” One such pirate who undertook to instruct me about pathology insisted that I call him “Doctor,” and when I declin- ed to do so, pointed out a statute or something recently enacted by his State Legislature granting merchants in his line of business the privilege of calling themselves *‘Doctor,” provided they invariably appendsd a line ex- plaining that the title didn’t mean what the simple layman would nat- | urally supposs In the numerous inquiries readers submit about the claims or promi or “guarantees” of all kinds of ma order nostrums and quackery it is notable that a large share of the firms ip this lucrative line of bll'l;inpss pose as “laboratories.”” It must be that the EP e B O tmpressea, the pros, | SFeat uddition to the attractiveness of | pect. I find the same roll assigned to| the room—and a v inexpensive | the “laboratory” in the general run of | item of its furnishing: murder mystery yarns. The axuhnrs,l The shelf is a pli like the mail order sharpers, evidently | on cleats fastened assume that if they can get the gap- | this board the d L ing sucker, the reader, Into a labora- | with thumb t. 0 it_can casily be| tory the rest of the trick will be easy | removed for washi The top of the enough. wvered with a piece of peach. | Well, I have nothing against labora- | nd overlaid with a | tories or the legitimate work done | therein. A laboratory is an indis- | pensable adjunct of any health de-| partment and quite as essential for | the use of any physician if not for | the linc where the dormer meets the | night. every “doctor.” But I advise all un- | ceiling. are made of blue sophisticated customers to keep away | spangled with white siars, from laboratories. Especfally do T! i In this attic guest room the dormer window s 1 to hold a built-in dressing table, which is a very One mothe For the child dd o to ald_in balancin position at the irunk as erect about the room w is an amusing exercise. Lessons am not s | it is co. Often misprons nounce ka-fa, fi fond a as in “da lahle. Word study: times and it is ‘rease our voca ted | one word each To | Depression; de: 4| “He sighed and hoard is colored corded silk piece of plate g he window curtains are a the valance, which breaks | the Police officials col- are scarch daytime ar MOTHERS -udin abdomen, tha ngthen the abdomir like child place the hand Boy of 10 Busy Criminal. ing able [ boy, who was a model pupi After he percale, | had confessed to PRATURES” ‘ The Woman of Thirty-Two BY CLYDE CALLISTER. IR CHILDREN. Like a Duck.” the heyday of|lege, married George Herbert Paimer, professor at Harvard. Here was & highly intellectual head of a college for women willing to give up a post that almost any woman might have been glad to hold—just to settle down as the wife of a college professor. Yet the marriage proved happy. LITTLE BENNY BY LEE PAPE. vouth,” wrote the 32-year-old Jo- sephine Beauharnais, “can I hope long | to preserve thi dor of attachment which resembles a fit of delirium? If after our union he should cease to | love me, will he not reproach me with | what he will have sacrificed for my | sake?” The zrdent lover to whom Josephine | referred was the young Corsican, Napoleon Bonaparte—then 2% yvears old—who asked her to be his wife. | Josephine's first husband had uted during the French Revolu-| tion. She herself had been in prison. but the day before the time set for her exceution a new revolution had occurred, and Robesplerre, who had | causcd Josephine’s imprisonment, had ! | himself been guillotined. So Josephine was and, indolent aristocrat { though she was, endured with her ' children the hardest sort of poverty. “ ter she sent her son, Eugene, to | Napoleon, then in command of troops pro-| In Paris, to ask him to see that his Vi | father's ‘sword should be returned to % | him. The sword was returned, and tve the | the beautiful Josephine went to N on hips as an | Poieon to thank him for this favor. t a Squatting | The young man was apparently yme time keep'ng the | drawn fo After a s possible, then walk urtsihp they simply presented | vith short steps. < | themselves before a magistrate and us well a8 beneficial | then announced their union. Josephine | is described at this time as possessing rather dark complexion. She was | rather faded, as who can wonder after PE .| !ail she had been through, but “art had in Lngl | concealed the ravages of time.” Her | teeth, however, were poor, and in | those days art could not conceal this | | | | meing now past | We was eating suppir, being liver | and onions in pops honor, and pop sed, Well, in a few more days we'll be bobbing up and down on the briney deep. Meening on our way to Paris, and ma sed, Wee wee, mooshwar. Come agen, please? pop sed, and ma sed, There Frentch werds, wee wee n eens yes and mooshwah meens han- kerchiff, I think its a good thing to start tawking Frentch, so by the time I get over there IIl be in the spirrt {of it. though of corse I ony know a " ! few reel Frentch werds, so the best I can do is jest repeet the ones I know regardliss of their meening, cart blantch, tabble dote, wee wee. Yee gods, pop sed. Ive bin doing it all day T reely find heipfill, ma sed. This morning I could hardly remember eny Frentch werds, but this afternoon they were | coming so naturelly I felt as if Id bin born in Paris, lingeree, mooshwar, wee wee, tabhle dote. You sed most of those before, pop sed. | T know it, Im doing it for the sound her ' more than for the axual werds, d." | vhappo, wee wee, polly voo fransay, She | wee maddam, mooshwar, why dont {you try it, Willyum? ma’ se. | No thanks, wile I have my rite sentses Ill try to hang on to them, ar-old woman of the present time, | pob sed. Would yvou mind passing the was at this age that Elizabeth | Wee wee mooshwar butter? he sed. vna, daughter of Peter the Great, | Yee gods youve got me doing it, he Empress of Russia. Intelli | =ed.. gent, but extremely indolent and sen-| \\ee wee, tray petee, try some more, { sual, Elizabeth had no real desire to| Willyum, vou sounded reel Frentch, comé to the throne. 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