The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 21, 1916, Page 4

By mail, out of etty, one year, $8. @m onthe, #2 Polls Are Open Till 8 P. M. OTE, This duty of American citizenship cannot be too strongly emphasized. Go to the polls and cast your ballot The Star has but one other piece of advice to offer, Be independent. Vote for candidates who will be independent of any entangling alliances, This is a non-partisan election Vote as a good American citizen and mot as a slave to party lines. Kick Them Out T THE United States senate going to swallow the threat of the armor plate traitors, thieves and blackmailers to raise the price of armor $200 per ton, if the bill to provide government armor plate passes? We use the names above advisedly In 1894, the plate makers were fined $140,000 by President Cleveland for fur- nishing rotten plate for United States ships that afterward had to fight in the war with Spain. In 189, they were con- Victed of furnishing armor plate to foreign mations at $249 per ton, when charging Uncle Sam $540. In 1916, they boldly appear in the United States senate with @ threat to blackmail the government in $20,000,000, if certain legislation is enacted, and they can do it, as Secretary Daniels says that for years they have* fixed the price of plate to the United States. What has become of the dignity and honor of the United States senate, when treacherous robbers can walk in, shake their fists under the senatorial nose and threaten a hold-up? What’s Eating the Army HERE isn’t any doubt but snobbery, social caste and feudalism are “what’s the matter with our army,” as Gilson Gardner discloses in his Wash- ington correspondence. 3 ost officers treat the privates as yel- dow dogs and most officers age officers \ thru appointment to West Point by po- litical pull and promotion by political Il. We have the old English system all respects save the buying of posi- tions with cash. And the snobbery and brutality run from the ranks right up to the highest grades. The hatred held by er grade men towatd their superiors is so strong and well-founded that, un- Tess there is a speedy cure for it, we shall lave, in our next actual war, a whole of officers shot in the back with their In every army port snobbery and caste i seethe among officers’ wives and female attaches. The social lines ie so sharply drawn as to be utterly silly and shameful as well as undemo- ‘cratic and harmful, and envy and hatred | choke anything like respect ‘or self- _ respect. __ A very large percentage of our officer factory’s product at West Point are born Snobs, educated snobs and confirmed as snobs by our military system. Until re- eruiting of officers from the ranks and ™ promotion on the basis of merit become the rule, rather than the exception, we will do well to make almighty close study of the subject of conscription m BEGGAR came to Chief Lang’s house, and Loule called for the police. Help! Help! FURTHER EVIDENCE that 13 is an unlucky number will be offered by some of the 13 can- didates for the council after the votes are counted. TODAY !S election will remain open. y, but the drug stores ‘WILSON’S “INCOMPARABLY greatest navy” means that we would have to build about six times as fast and as big as now. THE SEATTLE STAR Mantored at Heattia Wash, Postoffice as seoond-clase matter N80 per month up to # mos By carrie RRR ARR eer er & month etty, . Western Sunday Amusement | OS ANGELES has punctured a good many of San Diego's little vanity bubbles in times agone. The Los Angeles papers have had bunches of harmless fun at it. But the two cities are fast for a’ that tressed at the latest tidings from Los Atm geles harbor A lot of reckless cowboys who to recognize it as a harbor for liners, sought to pasture a herd of cattle friends So we are genuinely dis failed ocean in Los Angeles harbor, One hundred steers boldly strolled in and began to graze. But the water was too deep for grazing and shallow for bathing The cowboys had to tie on to the horns of the steers and yank ‘em out of the bog. The incident afforded a Sunday afternoon's entertainment for several hun- dred automobilists Which gives one an idea, Why not turn that harbor into a stadium like the one at San Diego? too In Defense, Keep on the Offensive! No sooner had the German government gotten out of the Lusitania trouble than it courted another one, most of us think, by giving the United States notice that submarines will blow up armed merchant- men without notice, passengers or no pas- sengers, on the ground that such ships are technically allied warships Whether or not it is right, this decision is in keeping with one.of the oldest of Prussian military policies; that is, that the best defense is to be always on the offensive. On the sea, Germany is always on the defensive. Therefore she must assume the offensive in some way or other. The sub- marine warfare of 1915 was offensive warfare. \ So also is the recent order to blow up armed commercial ships on sight an of fensive move. Follow the Germans all thru this war and you will find this strategy: Always on the offensive somewhere. It has caught the allies napping time and again, but they are beginning to learn the lesson. It is understood that the German gen- eral staff has recently withdrawn 600,000 men from the Russian front to make an other big drive in Belgium or northern France. If that is so, it put the Germans on the defense in Ruésia. The allies be- lieve it is so because the Germans began a@ most audacious midwinter OFFEN- SIVE in the north of Russia. Thereupon, the Russians drove back and the cables say that the cza generals propose to find out how many soldiers really are be- ff} hind that offensive. | The pugilist who keeps leading at his | opponent all the time, from the sound of the gong, stands a good chance, early, of getting in a knockout blow, or of sc aring the other fellow, or tiring him out But he must get the decision early, be- cause the gruelling work he has given himself tends to exhaust him sooner or later, THEN, IF THE OTHER FELLOW HAS BEEN ABLE TO KEEP GOING, IT BECOMES QUESTION WHICH WILL BE FIRST, WHICH HAS RESOURCES, WHICH HAS THE MORE STEAM BEHIND HIS BLOWS AT THE END. It’s a great game, folks! A OF EXHAUSTED THE BETTER “ARE YOU half the man your mother thought you'd be?” Is a mew recruiting song that's cre- ating a furore, as “Tipperary” did. if all the men who aren't over half what their mothe expected enlist, they']l have some army, all right. “THE LORD looks after children, drunken men and the United State says Cousin Bill Taft. But he doesn't mean that the Lord ove looked Utah and Vermont four years ago. —_ = ——> Q—My littie boy is 6 years old. Is an obedient child, and has a lovable disposition, but he He telis the most in the most serious We have never frightened ‘or given him any reason to do Can you offer any explana- i? A WORRIED PARENT. A—Remember that a child may fl an untruth without knowing it. idren often imagine things that not really happen. Don't be too ty in accusing the boy of lying, cultivate his imagination. When fs older his sense of discrimina-| will be more developed. | or mending to do. A have any part of t at home. The mo supervision. Howe willing to do pl mending, you shoul ally soliciting. . Q—Is there an. candle drippings ¥, ers? A.—lay brown over the spots and warm iron. Contl im a stenographer who) even be glad to get plain sewing, treasurertreasurer E I know of no factories that have all work done under factory cure this kind of work by person rug without sending to the c <= collects the the accounts and| the money; and the sheriff prob-| ably corresponds to the sergeant-| at-arms, the person who keeps or der and guards the door, . M. J, dues and keeps heir work done ern way is to ver, if you are ain sewing or| Q.—My sister died a few months| d be able to se-|ago, and I returned her engage jment ring to her flance. On his |birthday she had given him a |ring. Don't you think he should way to remove |return her ring to us? irom a Brusesie A SISTER. Jean-| A—No, he {# under no obliga . 8. [tion to do so. Doubtless he prizes wrapping paper |the ring highly for the sake of the smooth with a| iver nue until the beautiful cloth: My | crease is absorbed. Q.—I have tried many times to tell me that | dress too! whipl cream, but always failed. | ately and wear too much, Q—Can you tell me how to bought the heavy cream, but it ry for an office girl. Do you|treat a neighbor of mine who turned to butter. Do you think the any season why a girl should|comes over two or three times a whip churn Is best?’ When do you fook pretty while at her work? | day and stays at least an hour, add sugar? w. E. STENOGRAPHER. keeping me from my work. | don’t) The heavy cream you use A—It’s a woman's duty to look| wish to be rude, but she annoys be whipped with an egg attractive as possible at all|me exceedingly, BUSY WIFE. If beaten a minute too , but it is an offense against} A.—Since she annoys you so will be butter. Many cook eternal fitness of things for|often with her presence, you are |» this result by diluting dow to be overdressed. Strive for| justified in telling her when she nm with milk. You can‘ bu ) simplicity and neatness !n your at-|comes that you are v busy, and |thin cream ready for whipping, for Eotire rather than elaborateness—-|you must ask her to excuse you|which uxe a whip churn. Sweete, pits really more attractive. Save|while you go on about your work. \and flavor Ightly after cream 1a our fancy frocks and jewelry for|If you do this several times while whipped bie hy ping wear. she is there, her common sense; Sm will surely tell her that she is not} | Q—Three of my beautiful ferns | wanted. CAUSE OF leaves are all brown Is there anything | MRS. R. froze. T and drooping. can do for them? cently formed a c Q.—A number of boys have re PANTHER TERROR; IS _KILLEL lub and elected | | A-—Soak well with cold water,| officers, but we are not certain} PINE RIDGE, Ark, Feb, 21 ‘eut off all of the dead Jeaves and|about their duties. Will you tell ss : : % it new plant food in the flower|us what the president, secretary,| “ Panther, which lina killed , If the plants are not too bad-|treasurer and sheriff are to do? | hundreds of hogs in the vi injured, they will soon start! BOYS. | cinity of the Vasser place, 12 @new from the roots, A.—Usually the preside miles north of town, haa been ~ sides at meetings and has mo @—Do you know of any facto-| management of the club; the wec-| ‘llled by Ty Nall, a farmer ries or stores that would give me|retary keeps a record of the bual The animal, a male, measured sewing to do at home? | should ss and writes the letters; tne! nine feet. His mate escaped, ! ety Ds LY den full of pink roses and girl dreams, and the days before she was 18 It wasn't that the Liberry Teacher didn't tke her position She not only liked It, bot STAR—MONDAY, A Novel a Week A standard, high-cl No long waits; @ full come to you every day. ey This Ie a part of a book- sized, popular novel being run complete this week In this newspaper. Others are to follow from week to week, beginning each Monday and ending each Saturday, A COMPLETE NOVEL EVERY WEEK! If you want back coples of the paper, or if you are not a regular sub- scriber and wish to take ad- vantage of this feature, call this paper's circulation de partment. CHAPTER 1. A Rainy Saturday HE Liberry Toachey lifted her eyes from a halfmade cata guecard, eyed the relent lensiy slow elock and checked a wriggle of wearinens. It wan 4 o'clock wet Saturday of a astickily As long as ft is any. thing from Monday to Friday the average library attendant goes around thanking her stara she isn't & school teacher; but the last day of the week, when the reat of the world ts having its relaxing Satur-| day off and coming to gloat over you as {t acquires its Sunday-read. ing beat seller, if you work in a Nbrary you begin just at noon to wish devoutly that you'd taken up pened to run across them, called her Misa Braithwaite. But “Lt berry Teacher” was the only name the children ever used, and ahe W searcely anybody but the chil dren, six days a week, 51 weeks a| year. As for her real name, that) nob er called her by, that was Phyllis Narciana. he wan quite willing to have! such a name an that burted out of} sight. She had a sense of fitness and such a name belonged back fn/ the old New England parsonage gar. & great deal of admiration it because it ha been exceeding bard to get. 8 had held it firmly now for a whole year. Before that she had been in the Cataloguing, and before that in the! Circulation. She had started at} 18 years old, at $20 a month. Now she was 25 and she got all of $50, so she ought to have been a very) happy Liberry Teacher indeed, and} generally sho was. When the children wanted to specify her particularly they de sertbed her as “the pretty one that laughs.” But at 4 o'clock of a wet! | Saturday afternoon even the most sunny-hearted Liberry Teacher may| be excused for having thoughts that are a little restless, With the) careful accuracy one acquires tn} Ubrary work she was wishing for! a sum of mogey, a garden, and a husband—but principally a hue band. This is why | book.size novel, complete this week in thie paper. Installment will | very FEB. 21, 1916. PAGE 4, Ry Margaret Widdemer Next Week atre, and Phyllis Braithwaite bur-| ried on back to her work, trying to think who the pretty lady could have been, to ha weemed to al most remember her, Finally the solution came, Just as Phyllis wa pulling off her raincoat in the dark cloak room | Eva Atkinson!” she sald Hack in long ago in the little New England town, where Phylite Braithwatte had lived till she was almost 18, there had been a Prin cipal Grocer, And Eva Atkinson had been his daughter, not #0 very pretty, not #0 very pleasant, not #0 clever, and about: six years older than Phyllis Phyllis remembered hearing that Piva had married and come to this to live. And this had been| Eva-—Eva, by the grace of gold radiantly complexioned, wonderful. | ly groomed, beautifully gowned,| and looking 24, perhaps, at most; with a car and a placid expression and heaps of money, and pretty, clean children! The Iiberry Teacher, severely work-garbed and wenther-draggied, forked herself away from the small | language of our young friend here, greenish cloak room mirror was unkind to you at your best | ROSE GA Complete Novel vith Phyl __| Ghe | / APOC LE REDE: RDEN HUSBAND Higneet Newspaper Pletion Feature of Year lis She gave a little outloud ery of | thought vexation now as she thought of tt,| two hours later “Oh am Mr J. Lippincott & Co Will Be John Reed Scott's "THE RED EMERALD” giggled shocked “IT must have looked to Eva like) slang!” a battered bisque doll—no wonder | she couldn't place me tered crossly. serubbing-by-the-day, or hack-driv-| “Eva never was as pretty ans 1/ ing, or porch-climbing or—anything| was! on earth that gave you a weekly|on. You think things, you know half-holiday! | that you'd never’ say aloud. “I'm/ | “Liberry Teacher,” tt might be| sick of elevating the public! I'm well to explain, was not her of-| sick of working hard 51 weeks out ficial tit Her description on the| of 52 for board and lodging and pay roll ran, “Assistant for the|carfare and shirtwaists, I'm sick Children’s Department, Greenway) of libraries, and of being efficient! | Branch, City Publte Library,” I want to be a real girl! Oh, I Grown-up people, when she hap-| Wish—I wish I had a lot of money anda rose garden, and a husband!” The Liberry Teacher was aghast “It was more tn the nature of a| she mut-/ quotation,” id at he before De Guenther!” she sald, you! “And how are you this exc un lately, The respect careful Mra LAberry ful in ly opening It is difficult to think and listen by this time she her with inweible impatie pollte at the same time had missed something, apparently For her friend was holding out to her a note addressed flowingly tn acher place easant day, Miss Braithwaite? her rebellious thoughts went/We have seen very little of you De Guenther and 1.” Rre w re over this conversational Besides reading. she ou to consider doing some work She is absojgtely alone, except for her son. ISim afraid I must ash you to listen to a long story about them,” It was coming! That's etically “There have always been just the edingly | two of them, mother and son,” said! the Master of the House, “And Allan has always b na very great deal to his mother,” Poor acefully riggled Angel murmured his are old friends of ours,”| nand explained. “My wife and Mrs. Harrington were school mates. Well, Allan, the boy, grew up,| dowered with everything a mother could possibly desire for her son personally and otherwise. He was) at herself. She hadn't meant to| his wife's English hand, and was;handsome and intelligent, with] wish such a very unmatldenly! saying | much charm of manner.” } thing so hard. She Jumped up and “which she has asked me to! 1 know now what people mean! dashed across the room and col-| deliver, 1 trust you have no im-| by ‘talking Mke a book,’ thought lected the most uproarious of her perative en ent for tomorrow] Phyllis irreverently. “And 1 don’t! flock around her and began telling | night.” believe any one man could be alll them stories out of the “Merry) Something had happened! that! | Adventures of Robin Hood.” It “Why, no!" said the “There was practically nothing," would keep the children quiet, and) Teacher, delightedly Mr, De Guenther went on, “which her thoughts, too, She put rose) Thank you, and her, too. I'd love) the poor lad had not. That was one gardens, not to say husbands, #¢| to come trouble, I imagine, If he had not verely out of her head. But you! And then he said something re-| been highly intelligent he would can’t play fast and loose with the) markable |not have studied so hard; if he Destinies thet way. “Ll have—we have—a little mat-| had not been strong and active he : ter of business to discuss with you| might not have taken up athletic! CUAPTER IT tomorrow night, my dear; an offer,| sports so whole-heartedly; and A Messenger of Fate I may say, of a different line of when I add that Allan possessed He was gray-haired, pink-cheeked,, Work. And I want you to satisfy) charm, money and social status you curvingly sidewhiskered and im-| Yourself thoroly—thoroty, my dear| may #ee that what he did would maculately gray-clad; and he did child, of my reputableness. Mr.| have broken down most young fel not look tn the least ike a mes-| Johnstone. the chief of the city) lows, But he was young and searer of Yale. brary, whoxe office I believe to| strong, and might not have felt so “Teacher!” hissed Isaac Rabino-| be in this branch, is one of my/ much ill effects from all that; tho witz, snapping his fingers at her.| Oldest friends. Iam, I think I may! his doctors said afterwards that he ‘Teacher! There's a guy wants to| say, well known as a lawyer {n/ was nearly at the breaking point *peak to you!” | this, my native city. 1 should be| when he graduated.” “Aw, shuttup!” chorused his tn- dignant Mttle mates. “Can't you! see that Teacher's tellin’ a story? Go chase yerself! Go do @ tango roun’ de block!” The Liberry Teacher looked up without stopping her story, and} amiled a familiar greeting to the elderly gentleman, who was wait- ing a little uncertainly at the Chil dren's Room door, He smiled and nodded tn return “Just a minute please, Mr. De Guenther,” said the Liberry Teach or, cheerfully. The elderly gentleman nodded again. Phyllis hurried somewhat That day as she was returning| with Robin Hood, and felt happier. from her long-deferred 20-minute| It was always, in her eventless fairy lunch she had charged, um-| life, something of a pleasant ad brella down, almost full into al venture to have Mr. De Guenther pretty lady getting out of a shiny| or his wife drop in to see her. gray Hmousine. Such an unneces-| Th was usually something pleas. arily pretty lady all furs and/ ant at the end of it fluffies and vells and perfumes and| They were an elderly couple waved hair! And each of her| whom she had known for some white-gloved hands held tight to a| years. She had waited on them,/ pretty pleture book child. Mother and children were making their! way to the matinee of a fairy play.| The ldberry Teacher smiled at the children with more than her accustomed good will, The mother amiled back, a amile that changed as the Liberry Teacher passed, to puzzled remembrance. The gay little family went on tnto the the My NUMBER FOR Outbursts of EverettTrue}. MR. DRUGEIST, Wice You PLEASE WAIT ON ME RIGNT AWAY ¢ —I'M IN Se DA re MADAM BRASSNERVE, WHEN YOUR TURN C DRUSCIST WILL NO DOUBT Se A TWO*CeENT STAMP, OR LOOK UP A and identified them by their cards as belonging to the same family Then one day, with a pleasant lit ‘le quiver of Joy, she had found him in the city Who's Who, age, profession (he Was a corporation lawyer), middle names, favorite recreation, and all. Gradually she had come to know them both very well in a waiting-on way. Cae ar i MES THE No, UW You Y Tee.} ‘Ou IN THE | aft glad potned barrassed? is a ve ended clusive! rassed “Oh, Phyllis the fulness of her heart, catching to h ve Mr. ry differ the old ly Mr 1 satio! ify There was no mistake! about it this time-—he was embar-) De Guenther!” before she thought yournelf| personally on these points, because could {t be that the eminently) Phyllis bent closer to the story- teller in her intense interest. “Allan could not have been more De Guenther was em-|than 22 when he graduated and it! “Because the line of work which I wish, or rather my wife wishes, to lay before you ts was a very short while afterwards | that he became engaged to @ young | eirl, the daughter of a family friend. Louise Frey w her name, wi it) not, hi | love?” Yeu, that ts right “Louise Frey.” incon said his wife, | | but | “They were both very young, cried| there was no gogd reason why the out of Marriage should be delayed, and it was set for the following Septem his arm in her eagerness. “Oh,| ber. Mr. De Guenther, could the Very It must have been scarcely a Different Line of Work have a month,” the story went on, “nearly have a rose garden attached to it}® month before the date set for anywhere Before she was fairly finished she! illy question she had So Mr. De Guenther's reply} knew what a asked quite surprised her. “The why re there seems very satisfactory nected offered. asked with it But no rapturously. The morrow at 7 | politely and moved to the door. When Phyllis woke next morn-| absolute inability to move by the ing everything in the world had a Nght-hearted holiday feeling Sundays, gloriously unoccupied, gen was erally apecial She found that she had slept too late to go to church, and prepared for a joyful dash to the boarding! ‘e might ually might house who knew but there a be—on and otherwise, elderly inhabited the boarding house with Phyllis appeared to have gone off without wising hot water, for there actuall Teache a water She n did, bathteth, thin di All y was r found besides used t more. we may to be—no’ good | on,” he said, slowly and placid. should not garden con whatever” That was all the explanation he the Liberry rose None Teacher | the wedding, when the lovers went/ for a long automobile ride, across a range of mountains near a country place where they were both staying. | | They were alone in the machine. | Allan, of course, was driving They were on an unfrequented part be—a| of the road,” sald Mr. De Guenther, lowering his voice, “when there oc- curred an unforeseen wreckage in the car's machinery. The car was thrown over and badly splintered. | “Oh!” she said| Both young people were pinned un- expe he said; but ay | hot water for a real b oO son that she ¢ genuine bath to he this The of f the ne wash ot and contented, | people who he al you uld have and have enough her which is @ rite all girls who work | have to reserve for Sundays, was surely a day of day water | der it. | to-| ‘So far as he knew atthe time, amiled| Allan was not injured, nor was he lin any pain: but he was held in car above him, Miss Frey, on the contrary, was -badly hurt, and suffering. She died in about three hours, a little while before relief! came to them. Phyllis clutched the arms of her chair, thrilled and wide-eyed. She could imagine all the horror of the happening thru the old lawyer's precise and unemotional story. The boy-lover, pinioned, helpless, con- demned to watch his sweetheart dying by inches, and unable to help her by so much as lifting a hand-— could anything be more awful, not only to endure, but to remember? “But you said he was an invalid?” she prompted, “Yes, I regret to Bay Mr, De Guenther. You sde, it was found that the shock to the nerves, acting on an already over. This, Keyed mind and body, together | a some spinal blow concerning tor| which the doctors are still in doubt, Her! extra-| be enough Liberry answered hair, as selfish human nature!—to the last| #d affected Allan's powers of loco- warm drop and went gayly back| Motion.” (Mr, De Guenther certain little room tions whatever for the poor other to find themselves And then to her boarde: slept! She wakened dimly the ate back 1 it | again, of terr oversle rs o'clock soon | wrathfully hot-waterless. —she thoughtlessly curled down on the bed, and slept and slept and din in a half-sleep, upstairs The truth was Phyllis was about as tired as a girl can get She waked at dusk, with a Jerk should pt her she tin But it was only 6. hour long ti to prink me for in indifferent to you cluded The De Guenther house, stald and softly things. er, in toned, It gave the Liberry Teach year's sult, a feeling of gentle welcome: her did neat In time for eff os mBDress - She went and—fell asleep EMPRESS CORNER” me for She had a whole which is a people who are used to being in the library half an hour the alarm clock wakes them Some houses, before you meet a soul who lives in them, are silently Some make you none last with no rol feel that you are not war the least; the usually hav of gilt furniture and = wh jcalled objects of art set about, Some seem to be an untidy good time all te selves in which you are of emo|1¥. did ike long words!) “He has| which is sadder, his state of mind? Start Reading It Today paper will price novel |by the “California Fig Syrup Com- all the other good things this give each week @ standard Nothing better for evening 1 \ When she had vanished tem-|home, even before quick-#miling,|and body has become steadily | porarily from sight into the slender little Mrs, De Guenther| worse, He can searcely move at nunnery-promotion of the cata|came rustling gently in to greet/ all now, and his mental attitude loguing room the De Guenthers her Then followed Mr. De ¢ can only be described as pain y had still remembered her, Twice ther, pleasant and unperturbe: morbid. Sometimes he does not she had been asked to Sunday din-| usual, and after bim an agre speak at all for days together, even ner their hous 1d had joy-|backarching gray cat, who had/to his mother, or his attendant.” | on gone And remembered it as| copied his master's walk as exact! Oh, poor boy!” said yilia, , joyously for months afterward an it can be done with four feet How long has he been this way?” But it’s a long way down to the| And then dinner was served, 8| “Seven years this fall,” the an- nme ere elty Mb « are dinner an different—well, # dn't| swer came é beers de haeral ye ig Are want to remember in ita presence| “Oh!” sald the LAberry Teacher, ‘ De ( hers hadn't been down, the dinners {t differed from; they| with a quick catch of sympathy at | there since the last time they axked| Might have clouded the moment | her heart i | her to dinner And he with, She merely ate it with a shame} Just as long as she had been : ry sign of having come to say 'ess inward Joy | working for her living in the big, something very special, stood Mr.|_ They had coffee in the long old-| dusty library. Supposing she'd b De Guenther! Phyllix’ trrepressi- fashioned salon parlor, and then) to live all that time in such sufi bly cheerful disposition gay little, Mr. De Guenther straightened him-) ing as this poor Allan had endured jump toward the Hght self, and Mrs, De Guenther folded) and his mother had had to witness her veined, ringed old white hands,| She felt suddenly as if the grimy, Bho scattered her children with! 14 phyiiis prepared thrilledly tol restless Children’s Room, with tts a awift executive whisk, and made iio surely now she would hear| clatter of turbulent INtle outland F mratgnt for her friend about that Different Line of Work.| voices, were a safe, sunny paradise pt “I do hope you want to see me) ‘There was nothing at first, about| in comparison ¢ especially!” she sald brightly. work of any sort They merely| Mr. De Guenther did not speak. he Mr. De Guenther rose slowly, began to tell her about some clients| He visibly braced himself and was M from hin seat of theirs, a Mrs, Harrington and| visibly i! at ease. sod afternoon, Miss Bratth- her son |, “I have told most of the story, waite,” he said. “Yes, In the This lady, my Client, Mra. Har-| Isabel,” said he at last. “Would rington,” said her host suddenly,| you not prefer to tell the rest? It that| ‘lam the guy.” “te the one for whomel may ask! is at your Instance that I have un- dertaken this commission for Mra, Harrington, you will remember.” It struck Phyllis that he didn't think it was quite a dignified com mission, at that “Very well, my dear.” sald his wife, and took up the tale in her swift, soft voice “You can fancy, my dear Miss Braithwaite, how intensely his mother has felt about ft.” “Indeed, yes!” said Phyllis “Her whole life, since the acet- AMnt, has been one long devotion to her son. And poor Angela has final- ly broken under the strain. She ts dying now—they give her maybe two months more “Her one anxiety, of course, is for poor Allan’s welfare. You ca‘ imagine how you wofftd feel if you had to leave an entirely helpless son or brother to the mercies of hired attendants, however faithful. And they have no relativ they are the last of the famity.” The listening girl began to see, She was going to be asked to act as nurse, perhaps attendant and guardian, to this morbid invalid with the injured mind and body. She looked questioningly at the pair. “Where does my part come in?” she asked, with a certain sweet di- rectness which was sometimes hers. “Wouldn't I be a hireling too if—if I had anything to do with ft?” ,222902 “No,” said Mrs. De Guenther gravely. “You would not. You would have to be his wife.” (Continued In our next issue. EVEN CROSS,SICK CHILDREN LOVE SYRUP OF FIGS If Feverish, Bilious, Consti: pated, Give Fruit Laxa- tive at Once. Don't scold your fretful, peevish child. 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