Evening Star Newspaper, February 3, 1932, Page 25

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THE FEVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 3, 1932. B9 —— e S ———————— PITE WIE € furiated out. Sh cheeks b She palms so h colossal cause so0 dreary fc cold. Be the deey = == =1 | suddenly he threw his arms about her i} | “Judy. come on back with me. w;é" i id you do 1t?” Then, as she start * o aenk " No, T know’ why; of course. But, darling, if you knew how T suft) l e | | fered . . . Not knowing . . . I took | | for granted you were going back to 4 t sent you a letter in car your aunt. I sent y er in oare | o N she wrote f her and when e ing if you were coming, Why - didn't know what to think. I have people looking for you. No one you as a girl. And when we came back after we were married, I give you my g know you E! word that I tried to avoid her. I did, the family- aj‘d(f‘d‘”:;“u,d annv Fast ™€ | really, Judy. But in a small town like Went away e detter from Lockwood you can't do that. We were | to visit. And ”3“‘, 1 mgd*:m e thrown together—and if I seemed to | YOUT aunt giving this addrefir y e be avolding her, well, that looked as h:L?’n b]'fv\" off, though I—I still cared about her—you | Shabby PL'"“ 2 can that. Tt would just give those | My poor darling . . & vaioncanaed cats something more to talk about. You | _The sympathy in his ek away | seo that, don’t you, Judy? Judy to duck her head and o Oh i the tears. After the cold and the o 3 sther | loneliness —after the strain and hears| And then we were thrown together | ache of the past months—to be pitied! and oo - and B o To be comforted——! Weak—she was A badgered note in Star | being weak . . . Where was her pr ok ,“'-‘l T et M| —the pride which hi ained her rom the shoulder. Cards on t — y us! A man’s differcnt 1 n his mind, I guess. I love you, SR lp me, I do, Judy. And I dox “KLUTCH” unice. Not . . . love. But . i, bl don't know how to say it, she .|| FALSE TEE geis me ms & comfort cus voice clear and t ite the quiver it—"that i o g 5 ou e eat and speak as well tired of sitting here talking about | g, You can eat and speak, vs Gell G Fox e Wilsc es thr chafe or “be plased wilh Advertisement rkened. He chewed his || fo Adparee for a moment. Then ' Easiest Way To Break Up a Cold - Millions Say of This Proved Way o Works Fast—Makes You Feel Like a New Person Before You Knoy It a8 Better almost before you know it. If you want quick r n ¢ ter, t all. Soc cold, go back t omet 2 em & w it, you'll feel take chances « Aot o that ot ney Get Hill" :1 nine. A t now Y 1 be ntifi it do ONE 1 i a e speed with which a cold in nly a few cents ndred d , it works. Cor 3 ngkv‘ i i i lLL? Cascara:- Quinine Take two tablets now. Then fo H Compound rections on box. Drink Enjoy healthful orange juice pressed from fresh Florida oranges &t the lowest price in years. Beginning today we are distributing twelve (12) carloads of these oranges to 1 our stores . . . this price effective as long as this supply lasts. BUY A BASKET OF FIFTY For Delicious Eating Oranges We Offer— LARGE CALIFORNIA NAVEL ORANGES The very finest for eating priced low at 6 for 20c “God, what a dump!|, |gone. The patronage and the slurs of | manly and handsome. “Here—this set- | like this . . . sweet and thoughtful , . . | Lockwood suddenly didn't count. Tt | tles it! Where are your grips? You're She put up her cold fingers and touch- | Oh, yes . . that night when Peter || MILK—tresh from the laboratory to any dreary shabbins b hing espe- “I stored # . . . It was going to—to | grips, Judy got a grip on herself. the grey house as the car moved down ‘;&)rgllll:l lnne?volce whlecsx'x, wn]:ugcotl‘z Z‘,’,L,:':'umltxf:;:dw g’::lawagy “r;m see me through—" “Go on. T'll come down in & mmutev.' the dark street. ing her suddenly faltered . . . She from this fran-| G00d to have some one taking charge | There's something—I must do first— Tomortow—Lockwood Again. was crying. She knew a moment of | this gaunt ugliness . .. from T&0"| _ faking care of her. Good, to lie here| When he had gone—reluctantly— fury at the tears which always came |tic worry of the future. Weak! . . .|on the bumpy couch, drawing long, | Judy opened her handbag. A crum- Stas Atiacks A Di at the wrong moment to weaken her. |said some scornful voice in her ‘OWn | haking breaths like & child who has |Pled $20 bill—she had been paid two ag Attacks Auto, Dies, Stan was drawing her into his arms, |@ind. She crushed it back. After fl"‘cried t0o long. Watching Stan dump- | deys before and had planned to Nve| proceeding over Drumochter Pass in | .. Nice to have som mf | . . there was more than her stubborn | ing her things in her grips, Sweeping |OD i the rest of the month. No writing _ ‘I‘(w:le went nwayfxeogo!dm:mm Dpride at stake. et Tollet articles’ Troms e, vcasn | paper—but on the margin of a maga- *y "““;db‘“ ”'f’“' an automobile was ness of the room closing about her “It isn’'t me . . . and it isn't you,| Open the drawers of the stalned bu- |Zne page—eight montks old, which she | charges a stag so furiously that the again—sinking down into a quagmire | either . . " she heard her own muf-|reau with evidernt disgust . . . The | had found discarded on the back porch, | animal broke its neck and the car was of debt and worry and loneliness . . .|fled, hysterical voice explaining. “A|teusion had been too great. Whether | She Wrote: | ditched. The two occupants of the ma- This dreadful, ugly room . . . the ghost | Child . . . It's babies that tie people | she loved Stan—whether he loved her| “I hope this will make your Christ- | chine were not injured, but had to walk in the next room, coughing—that hope- | hands . . . That's what we've got to|.. . high purposes, sustalning snger— | mas happier.” | seven stormy miles to Dalwhinnie. , beaten cough . . . think about, Stan. I get to thinking. even the future child had ceased to| She wrapped it around the crumpled ———————————————— Come back with me, darling. I'l1{} .. 1 see poor little babies around | matter. She was going to leave this, twenty and pushed it beneath the door be different. I swear it! Let's start here—poor, little, thin, helpless things. | cold dreariness. This ugly poverty.|of the next room, before she rejoined (| 7. ity to Intestimal Inf ti gain. We'll get s place of our own. | NO chance in life—just because their | Going back to cleanliness and warmth. | Stan downstairs | y nfection ¥ou always wanted that. Well get Daiem ol them WRmrL abek) S S Thst mattared, Ntactieel momest, | i | Stan’s car walted down by the cor- || yACTOBACILLUS (L. A.) ACTDOPHILUS ttle apartment—up here in the city, mustn’t happen—oh, it mustn't happen | tremendously. | ner. That was why she ha t noticed will render the intestinal traet immune : to ours . . . Like & Drisoner stepping out of & it as she came in. To sink back against || (0 the . Influence of - pojwon-brecding P g gai to {\ii,’I"““.x.[‘ls.af“f,:g}f‘;;"“ Bow. You| "stan's face—stern—stricken—steeling | cell . . . thought Judy, & Stan put het | the cushions. . . utieny retarsi g || Erms which are Tespomtible for o much distress and sufferi 1) indi- 3 to sudden determination &s he ques- | jacket on her, buitoning 1t as though | thought of dodging traffic in the cold || resiton Hwtalencr. " congtmatmer 1ooi: Pride was gone. Indignation was |tioned her. Stan, standing upright— | she were & child. 1f Stan were Always | and wet . .. When else had she had (§ forms ot eslitls. shemutiem, headaches, this sense of utter relaxation in a car? | ind is ‘delivered—sither ~GULTURE or gidn't 'esp!;:‘;ifll)]' lg?:;nhmn‘c lh}:!s was | going to get out of this place immedi- | ed his mouth. That handsome, wilful | Constantine had picked her up Josstnandress Stan who was hol er in his arms | ately. You're coming back with me | mouth . . . | "A shiver shook Judy. She stared | Nat. Vacci itoxi pleading with her in @ way that she |tonight. These all your clothes?| But when they were ready to leave, | straight ahead of her as Stan started 1555 Fou Bt - A"m::.": 3:.‘.:: had never thought the proud and wil- | Where's your coat?” s | when Stan stood at the door with the | the motor . . . never looked back at Wo00DWARD & LOTHROP 10™ 11" F aND G STREETS Fashion Millinery News— Smartness Circles the Waistline with These Wear a Nose Veil New Belts SOC You may choose flexible metal belts or soft leather or suede For that final note of chic, a tiny nose veil is essential, tied about ones. You may have unusual metal buckles—buckles of cork, a pancake beret, a bolero turban or a more formal hat. Every- or wood, or suede. You may have woven metal belts in plaids one is wearing one—wearing them everywhere. They are or diagonal stripe prints. But to be smart this season you must buying them here, for there is such a varied selection— plain, have a belt for just about every dress. And here you will find with Chenille dots and scroll edges. the type of belt you want for every frock this Spring. VEILs, Atsir 13, Fiast FLoor We sketch a few below—but you will BOb Evans uniforms find many other styles—ranging from Nurses” New Styles and Popular Fabrics at a New Low Price $ 50 Of Shamrock poplin, liked for its softness of finish and wearing 5 c to : qualities, and of broadcloth, always a favorite—at prices un- believably low. Details include youthful Peter Pan collar, LEATHER GoOODS, Alsts 10, FIRST FLOOR fitted skirt, and side front opening, detachable buttons and belts. Sizes 14 to 38 and 16 to 44. $2.95 UNIrORMS, THIRD FLOOR. To,n orrow Discontinued Styles of Lacg and Applique-Trimmed Milanese Underthings $ I 45 Would regularly be $1.95 and $2.95 From a famous maker, whose name you will instantly recognize when you see his label on these pieces. Bloomers Panties Step-ins Tearose and Flesh Sizes 5, 6 and 7 Brix UNDERWEAR, THIRD FLOOR. (( 7 (\”. / i 2 Whether You Measure When We Are | to 3 Higher or Not— » We Like These Mother Will Be ' . Pleased Because These Creepers Gay Dresses '4/' ~ - [ And Many Mothers Appre- ciate That They Are Only Are Lower Than She Would Ever Expect to Pay + « « . « ] $|‘95 $ | ‘95 It is fun to wear creepers made by some ohe who knows how a baby feels. These are cut right—are In plain colors that will make your roomy (but ot t}?o roomyl?]. gng eyes bluer, if they are blue, and gay they do not bind when one is ?h e English prints. Voiles and linens that on adventuAre across a room. ere will come out of the tub as fresh are becoming colors for sister and ever. Then, too, there are details really p\anly styles' for mg—-but{on- fashion-conscious young misses of 2 lon suit styles with white waists. to 6 years insist upon—faggoting Mother hkes_ them because they and smocking. latinder beautifully. JUVENILES' APPAREL, FoUrTE FLOOR. Iwrants’ ArpareL, Fourta FLOOR.

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