Evening Star Newspaper, November 29, 1927, Page 27

THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, DI C. TUESDAY. NOVEMBER 29, 1927. : o7 ——1 | was the last person to hava reason |for the evening, but of course she|most unhappy woman in the world;| ‘“Here s some one to ses you,|order to give Margaret the same neighbor's advice had been well wo ¥ must be mistaken. After George went | (hat it had been more than a year | Marion,” Margaret said. | chance she had taken herself. raking. to cry about anything. Marion pre-| ” - I . ; tended not to notice and she and Mar- w silent, even though i “Cy g T An hour later the new car bore 556 M & fne tiss taliing over vas making a | $ince he had taken her out. and that Carter! You old dear!” Marion | 1o happy persons and one thoughtful | old times until 6 o'clock, when Mar- | brave ul, and it was |it had been all of two years since he | fairly flew to him |one toward Marion's ting bun garet’s husband came home with 4 velief that [had spent an evening at home unless| «yfavhe vou won't be glad to see | salow ———— m saw bedtime come. he were too ill to leave the house. | Tt BT Ll in his slow | 1t Was three whole days before the Neighborly Wisdom. not to drag the big chair across the | with a winning manner. He was a | Next ( | el arter said in his SIOW | v oung palmers returned Margaret to| A jade necklace ¢ S Yoom the way he does. I even went | typical business man. All during din- [ West was quite as entertaining as|said. “When I think of vour lovely But the nmew car came this|her home. character so extraordinar ARION PALMER lifted the | <0 fur as to buy a floor lamp and set | ner he kept up a perfect flow of | he had been fhe night hefore. But tollite home with a hushand who is and I couldn't help coming ' Next morning eame a jovful mes. ' perts are unable to fix a he <0 devoted to you and his home that up after you. I'm not a very good | to Marion over the felephone. (is on display in Lond THE EVENING STORY George West was a hig blond man | Mari | morning at breakfast George | “Tll tell you, Marion,” Mar cover from the kettle which ¢ close to that chair In the corner.| witty conversation, and he scemed to Margaret’s request that | was steaming on the range | ;¢ it doesn’t seem to make the least | have an inexhaustible fund of news ! stay at home » | he can’t be coaxed away from it. why, |driver vet, but T guess I can manage You don’t know how George missed inches long, it has 108 and peeped In. It was fust | ;i of difference to get hack somehow—that is, if you'll | me! I guess he had a really dreadful | Size of small marbles, ax she expected. The water | qare (hine ‘over again. That chair 18 gatet was loveriike, o say the|fiiends to play bridge, ! le some it is. I don’t g0 with me." time alone. You know I've never|being of a vivid bluish-violet eolor “We will both go with you” Marion [left him alone before,” Margaret re.| never seen before by collectors. had almost entirely boiled away. and | gragged right up to the davenpor! ast, and Marion's heart sank when | oxcuse and murmured of a business . or who his associates if she had waited 3 minntes longer | apja.—" | she thought of Carter's brusque and|enzagement, hut when he came hom=| But just here Margaret said with sudden decision. *“Margaret |lated. “You see, he caught a had cold —_ T— the roast would have burned “Rut vou sit near that table, don't | silent wave. After dinner. Georze to \. however, he brought the|rupted by the peel of the door bell. |is going home with me for a day _or and couldn't leave the house evenings. ‘o € S “Oh, dear!” sha thought. “I wonder oot mear ay L B e A i e et ent | She went to answer it and a moment |two. Now don't o, Mt Yui| My Guut, ho f yolagiic take me to & | e il i mone it there is another woman in the| . I have to sit some-{his hat from the hall rack and went |on f 2l then Margaret | later when she returned she was ac-|must.” She had put aside her own|play this evening. It Is just as if we T f Remed; whole world who is as discouraged | on's eves snapped. “I|away. Marion thonght she hoard Moy | heoke hey v nd told ion | companied by no other person than |longing to be alone with (arter during [ were honeymooning. Z and blue as 1. One thing 1 know ARN b e TPV oL G0/ piRs:| Fatet DAY INE ik v in : g 1o her the e Py this time of blisstul readiustment in' Marion smiled wisely. Her dear old that evenin i rv night it's the | and stories. His way of addvessing |she had invited a small party of their | I just envy vou. You see, the wor certain, no woman who ever loved her | (ho time some wav. vou know." husband as well as [ do. and tried 1o be a faithful helpmate. ever was con fronted with such a problem as is mine, T don't sav Carter has ceased to | love me hut he is erent and there s no use in mv i z the fact any Jonger. Our neizhbors must have acen it this long while. The question is. ‘What am I =oing to do_about 1t And sinking into a chair by the Kitchen table Marion gave up to a &o0d long ery She cried until her handkerchief was sopping wet. then in a perfect abandon of grief and self-pitv she MNfted her apron and substituted that for a handkerchief. She had jnst reached the smartingeved. —sniffy- nosed state in her cry when the door | to talk to me. confide in me. listen to “Did it ever strike vou. that Carter Iikes to sit near vou?" Mrs tone was gently questionir “Oh. vou innocent old dear,” Marion | sniffed. “It Carter Paimer likea me well enough to want to sit by me, he takes a mightv poor way of showing it the way he tries to smoke me out. Why. if he loved me he would want | me. He never is interested in any- thing I have to tell him about mv Only vesterday when the wash- | -ame back from the laundry with | t torn and two handke and I tried to tell him : it he simply grinned and said: “ ‘em, Marion. Make ‘em pony up,” nd that w: Iast word 1 could and Mrs. Walker, her next neighbor entered. Mrs. Walker a calm. middl d woman of | ample proportions and abundant zood . Why, Mrs. Palm she cried. at the sight of Marion's swollen eves and | flushed face | “Not sick. Marion | wered with tch in her voice. | “Just sick of living " } “Now that's too bad” Mrs. Walker #ank info a chair and pretended not | to see Marion's frantic attempts to make her face presentable by rubbing | 1t with the aforementioned apron. “But it's a common complaint. after all » "alker said. “You've ears, haven't se vou've just about arrived at the point where vou dovht your hushand’s love—-" “It isn't doubt with me. Mrs Walker.” Marion w hatic. “Tt's | a fact The whole world couldn’t make me helieve that Carter Palmer | Joves me the wav he used to. If he @oes love me. why doesn’t he treat me éifferently? 1 toil here in this hou from morning till night. I alm never leave the house and he kno it. But do you s nose he cares? When he comes ! 2 at night. instead ot inviting me tu _» to the movies or fnsisting upon my going with him to some good restaurant for dinner. he aimply gobbles down what is set be- fore him. He's not even appreciative of the food I've worked all day to pre- pare. As soon as he has finished eating he saunters into the living room. slinks into the easiest chair and retires behind the evening paper. What 1 hate worst of all is that old black pipe he smokes. and. honestly. Mrs. Walker. if vou could see the eloud of smoke that rises over his head vou'd think that pipe was filled with soft coal. 1've asked him re- peatedly not to smoke in the livin 1 have literaliy hegged him | |it. Oh. T tell vou. Mrs. Walker, | to 20 away for a few days' visit be. t him to say on the subiect. And 1 might have told him thai there were three buttons torn off his under. clothes, but 1 didn't. 1 wouldn't give m the satisfaction of knowing about tience has heen fried is nothing for me but just to pack up my thinzs and leave.” And Mardon began fo weep again “Well. my dear.” Mrs. Walker's | voice was soothinz. “I think very | v it might be a fine thing for vou | fore yon decide to leave for good. " “A few days' visit? Marion glared at her through tear-filled eves. “If T | g0 I'll never come bac | wonldn't say that,” Mrs. Walker | “I'd try an experiment. Suppose | vou pack up a few of vour pretty | and g0 up to Delhi and s < with that Cousin A re alwavs talking abou been mar quite some. t mayhe she ean help you. It won't do | any harm and it may do a lot of good. | 161 were in_vour place T wouldn't sav much to Carter about how vou're | teclnz Just go away pleasantlike. | Couldn’t vou take the bus this after. noon? I don’t know's I'd wait anv longer.” and Mrs. Walker slipped away, leaving her advice to sink in. Marion sat lost in thought for a few minutes and then going to the telephone she called the office. Carter was not in, but she told the girl in charge of the office to tell Mr. Palmer that she had gone to Delhi for a few days. She would let him know later when she would return. Hastily pack- ing a suit case, she was ready to tak the bus when it started at 2 o'clock When Marion arrived at her cous- in's house it was some time before her knock was answered. and then when Margaret answered the sum- mons Marion saw she had been weep ing. Marion wondered. for of all people m the world surely Margaret West BODAY mothers know more about foods — select them more wisely than ever before. No wonder so many of these mothers are insisting on Corby’s Mother’s Bread —a loaf that is richer in the very elements which growing bodies need. Your Dentist knows that 3 5% of tooth surfaczs of a century, Cotby’s Mother’s Bread fi#s been are uever cleaned by ordinary When you remember that dreaded pyorrhea still attacks 80% of all persons over 35, isn' it time to revolutionize our method of clean- ing teeth? When your dentist shows you that, with ordinary when most carefully done, 35% of the tooth surfaces never are cleaned, isn’t it time to find a better way? 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