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i at ment tums lends, fae niding LUM, hited the the to ‘Polet toa, ping t te at in FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 16 Copyright, 1921, by Pontinued From Yesterday) “Don't yout You should. One always gets what one wants If one prays for tt, only it's got to be rea wonable, I prayed because I couldn't PAY my rent the other day, and, Would you believe it, a man rang my doorbell by mistake and gave me 10 pounds” T left her at last all the courtesan She was not at f fiction, nelther| Heavens! what a fright I look, and|ing her. Fortunately my nur Saunting, nor harsh, nor in any way | I've got to moet Jim.” At once her training saved me, There was very Sehamed. And I suddenly asked my-| face grew convulsed. She selzed my|iittie tloed round the wounds oly self, as I went along Marylebone| hand “He's given me the chuck.”| viously she had missed the heart.| Road: “Is she any worse off than| she said, in @ strangled voice, “I| There tm be hemorr in th the waitress at the A BC? than It} wrote to him. 1 must see him/tung; indeed, a little t 1 was al She's outcast by her occupation, I by/again. Just to try.” And with @ ready trickling from her mouth, and my Doverty. She wants a man to] sudden hoarse ejaculation she ran out | her pulse was getting f took after her; I want a man to! of the room, crying. | I was quite cool now, SUill carelean marry me. Virtue? Yea, here's vir-| J am ashamed to write tt down,|of my costume, I ran to the base-| tue.” 1 laughed aloud. “It's funny; | put I did not think of her very much | ment. where Mra, Witham slept, I for vice the world will give you any-/that evening. Could I go on the|had a lot of troutle waking hee and thing you lke, if you're clever, and| game? A’ sort of antmal shrinking | more in making her understand, 1 for virtue it "ll give you nothing at] posseased me. Aa I sketched myself| practically drecsod hee meres all, j—frocks, methods, furnishings—I| pushed her out. The only thing ale 1 found myself dreaming dreams! knew intimately that I wouldn't do It, /auid was, again and again ‘Oh Gifferent from those of Vera. Sbe| that I couldn't do tt, that something | dearie 1 That this should happen dreamt of security and respectability, | traditional held me back. One didn’t in my house,” Except once, “I never because those were not tn her world, jo those things. To be touched! | liked that young lady and I, established. safe in my own|The idem made me sick. I dexplecd| When I went up sealn. Mabel was class, dreamt of vice. | myself for this weakness, so much | sill alive; indeed, her eyen were 1 met Mabel on the stairs; I had|so that when at last I went to bed pn, and as w me she tried Rever seen her face so drawn, her! I cried. I was weak; I couldn't bear | ¢, may something. I bent down and yes 90 starting. She grasped me by | to face my own life; I'd just muddle! tistened but her 1 was only a the arm, trying to explain, and fail-| along like this and be an old maid. | runtle. ‘I stood by her alde in herribh ‘ nm helpleasnens. I could do nothing but don't want to talk about it I found myself awake, horribly watch her ag but it's driving me crazy.” awake. It was the middle of the 1 had covered her with “What is it? What is tt?” I asked./ night and I sat up with distended blanket, and could not look at that She was shivering with cold | eyes | élevated point made under the we ee let me go. I must se him! A motor horn tooted. I heard the|tinoas by the knife, At last the d jonight.” | . I could hardly understand. What @id she want? I took her into my room and tried to make her comfort- able, tho there was no fire. “You're very kind to me, Miss Trent.” She was collected now, “I'm sdfry if I've been silly, only som times {t's too much for one. One ean't lve alone, and men drive one mad." She paused. My mind was! #0 full of my conversation with Vera that I replied “The woman who are . . . on the game, they seem to manage men.” | “Yea,” she said, “they're all right. | They don't fall tn love. Never fall tn | URSULA TREN A Novel by W. L. George. }and into the next room 192 Harper & Brothers ay on her right r by the knife upon which peared herself, With a} I alipped my hand under ulder and, gathering t my left forearm, wiy tu: upon her back neith Aor groaned, but only quivered my grasp, like a fledgling bird. I took the pillow away to keop her flat, and love, Miss Trent; {t's mot worth it.| with nervous care pped the edge Netter go on the game, as you say.” | under the left shoulder to relieve the 1 turned my back on her, for I was|heart. Then I felt helple Get a still shy, “Sometimes I think of] doctor, of course, but for one moment doing it myself,” | murmured. (What|1 felt a wild desire to draw out the had happened to Ursula Trent of/ knife. I couldn't bear we that Ciber Court? Can loneliness and] handic sticking out, and a little of poverty change one 90?) the blade, upon that pale olive “Ab! we all do that,” said Mabel./ smooth flesh, Hysterically, I wante | “If you did, 1 suppose I'd be envious. sound agatn. me leap out of bed, and run, just as T was, In my nightgown, one hand against my breast, across the landing It was on. dark, and 1 terrified that I nearly screamed as I felt on the mantelpiece for the matches and knocked over an ornament. At la I lit a match and held tt up. Just long enough to see Mabel Thornton lying on the bed, half undressed. She lay on her aide, quivering a little. 1 had time to see the long black handle of the kitchen knife that was buried in her breast I lt another match and then the tirely wan It was a lady in a satin dress with a long train behind Off to Mix-Up Land flew Nancy and Nick with the Magical Mush- Toom between them. - They crossed a desert and an} ocean and an island and about a dozen mountains and at last they/ came to a country where, Instead of the sun, the moon and stars were shining, altho !t was broad daylight everywhere else. a “There is Mix-Up Land,” pointed the Mushroom., “Even the'days and | nights are mixed up, and you'll find} that the seasons are, too. When it she made a little curtsy. “How do you do?" she aaked polite ly. “It ts @ fine morning this eve ning. When did you, leave?’ “Oh,” cried Nancy tn astonish ment. “We didn't leave. We fust came. And ft tan't either morning or evening. for we heard the dinner belis ring- A sudden horror made} It's noon everywhere | ing as we passed thru the towns.” | “T—I beg your pardon,” said the lady In the satin dress. “Then it is just the right time for milking. I'll have to hurry, for if the servants is winter In other places, it le sum-| get down to thelr breakfast before 1 | mer in Mix-Up Land, and 'tother way | bmve ft ready, I'll get scolded. In ‘round. Here we are. We'd better |this land the mistreas does the milk-| get down to the ground. before some |ing and all the work while the ser-| of the Mix-Uppers think we are some | queer sort of bird and shoot us.” | The Green Shoen set the Twins down ever so gently and the Magical Mushroom also landed without a bump, with his parachute hat. The Twins looked around curious ly. But before they hadrtime to take | in the sights, someone approached. Tt was a lady in a satin dress with a jong train behind. In her hand she carried a tin pall. As sho came near yants take life easy. 1 wish things were as they used to be when it was called Apple-Ple Land and Even Steven was king. Jack-Straw has caused all the trouble.” “May we help you gallantly. “Oh, certainly, If you Ike,” said the lady gratefully. They all went toward the barn (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1923, by Seattle Star) " asked Nick Page 914 WAR! WAR! WAR! Peggy did not remind grand- mother that she had once more let memory carry her away from the reservation at Port Madison, and from the doctor’s wife, back to the little Seattle which she re- membered with its old-fashioned warship in the harbor and its borders of woods, peopled with In- dians on the war path. She didn’t remind her because each time grandmother tells the story she recalls something Peguy has not heard before, “If we don’t get things now we'll never get them,’ the men said.” Grandmother was going right on with the war story. ‘For as soon as it's dark they'll come out of thelr hiding places and steal all they want and burn the rest.’ “But the warriors were not slow to see what was happening. Up they jumped from their feast and back to their stumps they ran, and bullets flew thick upon the white men as they ran once more toward the fort, carrying their treasures. “Bome of the nearer houses were pierced by as many as 50 bullets, but only two white men wore kMled. “All afternoon there was shoot ing—not fierce, thunderous fir Ing, but just a few shots here and there, and many an answering boom-boom! from the ship's guna, “Sometimes, after a shell burst, there would be a horrible yell from the Indians, but they never gave back on thelr line—held their long semi-circle of fighters all the way around the village. “In the afternoon the captain sent scouts Into the village to neo what might be expected that night. ‘It's as bad as it could be, sir,’ the men reported. "The sav ages are close about the village; seem to have plenty of ammuni tion, and—what'n worse, the wretches are busy this minute pil ing stuff around the deserted homes, that they may the more fire them at nightfall. They plan to burr the town.’ “The captain was there to de fend the town, not to wateh it burn. And when that report came he began giving the enemy shells, “Now, the cannon balls which cut thru the trees and plowed up the e#rth seemed to the Indians only big bullets such as they used in their guns “But those reat quiet balla, which lay black and still on the ground for a time, then ‘mox- poohed’ (burst) as they sald, frightened them almost to death. “Little by Mttle the anxtous people in the fort’ realized that the firing was growing lean and leas, and by 10 o'clock the night was still, Not a sound was heard, either on land or water.” Grandmother sat #o still, look- ing into the fire; then suddenly she said, “and—over at the res- to tear-out the thing that was k tor came, @ sleepy, rather bored, dead-tired young man. After 3¢ onds he rushed out of the et fetch an ice bag. Agony! How long would {t take him at this time of the night? I had a vision of Mra. Wit ham peering tn at the door, on tiptoe, an {f afraid of waking Mabel, or ns if in church, and whispering, “Did he take It out?” I did not reply, and for a moment I saw her gloat over that elevated point under the blanket. I felt that she would never go away; she | as tf fanctnated. At last I motioned her to go. | the door } speak mouth wan half angrily As ab mana, my ear to cloned t her Mabel at last I bent down, “Mins Trent he gave me the chuck.” | “Yea.” I said, “I know, I know.| Don’t think of that; you'll be all! right soon.” | “Ho gave me the chuck,” she whis- pered again, I naid nothing. All thene weeks: What could I nay? | I suppose, she'd been trying to communicate to me all her h, trying to find sympath It an't be done; human be hips flying the 8 O. 8 and anybody ever reads the signal Again fins Trent never | fail in love Fire” | I was holding her hand. 1 bent down and very softly kissed her on} the mouth. I found my eyon stream. | ing, I remembered seizing a hand- ful of my nightgown and drying my eyes with {t When at last I could see her again, a pew composure had| come over her face. Already the jaw was dropping a little, but there was ho expression tn the revulsed, open on ‘ 1 hated th ‘ ere a he wanted to know all about Her p folk? Why lid she tn al Mfe Hie was i fering the ened al evidence Every looke Mra. Withain wa silted. “You ay ah ver brought men to the ho m 1 to be v you know nothing of the intrigue the deceased was carrying on? With this Mr James Ellwood? Come along, my good Woman, you must have known nomething bout tt None of my y ladies have ever ought gentlemen to t use, ar | “I'm not asking you that. I'm suKKenti you that nust have een Mr. Ellwood sometime | “None of my young ladies ever bring gentlemen the house,” she went on, ¢ mately He dismissed her at last Then he put me thru it Did Mine Thornt nfide In me about Mr. Ellwogd? Had I seen the tters which had been found in the room of the deceased? Had she ever eferred to sulcide? Did ern afraid of Mr. Eliwood? Had Mr. Ell wood ever threatened her I gathered at last that the coroner an iat the young fellow, whom I ould hardly bear to look at. ‘The roner turned medical evi a rat, Mabel Mabel wasn't moe Jim give bis @ g00d-looking 6 r, rathe at and muscular, well " y. temy hat ing by a nerve an with wht xed a little pride, He was ahero. After all, the girl had killed herself for his sake, But I thought I would cry again when I aw how the hair sloped away behind Mabel had spoken of lead hand had caressed his ears The that mmooth, fair hair, The coroner treat- ed him brutally “How long have you known the| deceased T Two yearn.” Why didn’t you marry her?” Didn't want to. You think It a proper thing for a A man to bave irregular relations with a girl he might marry? No reply. “You had broken off re- lations with her, hadn't you? “Yon.” “Did abo threaten suicide?” “Yen.” “That didn't change your mind, did it?" Jim grew aggrensive and twirled hia little fair untache. a) well, wome ways talk of uicide, they neve it You mean that many other wom Jen have sald these things to you? Jim half smiled. “And you don't think the deceased would, ax you put ft, do it? Well, never mind that. | This ts not a court of morals, Was the deceased a poor girl when you first met her? “I don't know.” There was no chance to commit Ellwood for murder. All the Jury had to do, after returning a verdict of mulcide during temporary Insanity, was to add @ rider censuring Jim. that. | Now we Persian prit the |nupply and are mak up nents like t Min Palm Beach wardrobe includes at least one such mont cown; the complete ones include nev eral, The colors are gay reda, greens and blues. tion wea $20.00 Overcoat ”) Overcoat Mackinaws Mackinaws on sale at on 27¢ “IRON-CLAD” Stockings. and Girls | cares for somebody that doesn’t care for you. That's pretty hard.” He smiled and gently slid off the| which she considered urgent. table, murmuring: “Th happen to you, Urmla” 1 He never had never called me Ursula before, and, | lobby among the palm trees and the in my perturbation, I did not resist when he took my hand. “You're A Great February Sale Starts Tomorrow in the Cheasty Jr. Shop $11.75 for choice of a splendid special pur- chase lot of Boys’ heavy-weight Suits with 2 pairs of knickers. This lot also includes a special line of Blue Serge Suits with single knickers—just right for confirma- 3313% DISCOUNT off the regular prices of a special group of Boys’ and Youths’ Overcoats All Boys’ Mackinaw Coats on Sale Two special groups of Boys pair for Boys’ and Girls’ Cotton Get the Cheasty Jr. Habit. It will pay you Big Dividends Holeproof Holeproof Hosiery for Hosiery for Boys Boys Cheasty: | | { risks, aren't there? Supposing one| should have had time to think, but | use it as soon as it has reached the eyes. I heard the doctor on the| We walked out together, I a little jlovely." he whispered. ‘Then, unre- stairs, carrying the ice bag, swearing, | behind. We both went down Marylo- |nisting, I found him take me In his I think. It was over. She was dead | bone Road; as we approached the arms and kiss me. I didn't want to} I went over to the window, where,| house of a dentist, I saw a pretty | resist, Love him? No. Like him? to my amazement, a pallid dawn was| housemald cleaning the braas plate. | You It pleased me to see in his} breaking In the graynoas of the aky.| Then I found that I was gaining on | eyes, as they opened, the velled gleam Almost at once a shower began to| Jim, for he was walking more slow- that expresses surprise as If |fall, to fall at first gently, the} ly. He looked at the girl a» he man did not expect to find in a caress stepping of a bird, then more sharply, | passed. What « look it must have the pleasure he had garnered. ¥ jand at last decrepitating upon the| been! She smiled. He hesitated, held me so for a long time, kissing zine roofs. I thought, “A noul's| walked on. I could not bear to me again and again, not only on my | fone thru the rain.” | watch, but as I went up Balcombe mouth and neck, but on my closed - Street I just had time to see him eyen | CHAPTER VI turn around and the girl wave the| coprmant ey wouc It was so tender, that last caress After the Inquest | duster at him. I don't know whether} There's not much noticeable about] when I received it, I realized that he 1 he went back. this season's skirts, jattracted me, So, half amazed, for a ‘There is something comic about in- n Still, thoy exist {wena le reeted iysthsele ce hte | quests, Everybody's so grave over One might have thought that, after| Three are sketched here. | Never before had I done this to a | the Incident that has made an end to| this, hatred of men would have over-| The first has three tiers of|man, and my slight abandonment d | the life Doctor Upnor called “merely | come mo, and that Mabel's last whis-| flounces. It’s meant to go with a| lighted him & mood of matter.” Tho jury, espe-| per, “Never fall in love,” would have |*omewhat elaborate costume blouse. Look here,” he said, releasing me cially, Is so funny; these solid trades-| influenced me for a little time. That | Of the others, one has side panels; | “we can’t talk here. Aunt ‘Il be back men, rather fishy-eyed, some an-|1 should have resolved to be a work-|tho third tj pliin as a skirt can be.|in a moment. Come out and have noyed at being taken. away from | ing girl doing her duty to Mra. Vern-| All skirts are wi than they | r tonight?” their busine most of them import-| ham, taking down her Idiotic novels, | have b and longe There's no All right.” I said. “Where?” ant becar sharing In tragedy. 1| basking In the radiance of her teeth, | trimmt Exce for ts wear,| “Cazzarino’s, You know, in Oxford | | think they were very keen to view| the body, tho they tried to look| judicial. I know that I heard one | whisper to the others as they came| back, that It was a pity such a fine and affording a respectful ear to th doings of her committees. Instead of that I violently reacted from the horror of the week. This blood and agony, the beastliness of the game- fend myself.” while Latham, acrous the tablé, eyed her angrily. “But I'm not going to,” she con- tinued, “because, after all, what you say may be true, truer than I have known until—now. “Possibly 1 have led you on—but I've done it without realizing,” her tone was low, intense, “Every woman reallzesf’ Latham's words came explosively. “Don't try to tell me,” he contin- ued, “that any woman doesn't know when she is making « fool of a man! No matter how intelligent he is, no man is equal to woman in matters of love. Women were born for it. Men were born to be victims of it! “The simplest little country girl ts an artist at— he sought a word—"at luring! and merciless. Women are ruthless in love. Men fall for their talk of romance and of Ideals, They haven't any! Women are not roman. tic! They are mercenary “Men are the romantic Latham finished bitterly, “And it isn't romance; it isn’t gen uine love, then, that makes mothers Of women and sustains them during crises? It ian't—" Kate's voice broke Latham was unmoved, He watched Kate's struggle for emotional trol as coolly as he might have watched a plece of fine machinery carrying out Its purpose, He was interested but utterly unresponsive, “Sustains! His tone was bitter, “Modern women haven't any sustain ing qualities! They're as fickle and undependable ax an April day! In stead of courage they have cunning!" “Why, take this girl—this Alice you've been talking about, You think she's tremendously ‘nterested in some: thing; that she bay a purpose in ask Kate went on cooll fools,'") THE ONE-MAN WOMAN BY RUTH AGNES ABELING CHAP. 60—DO WOMEN LOVE? “And you were expecting me to de “M ARE THE ROMANTIC] FOOLS LATHAM FINISHED BITTERLY. reason, needs her help. Suppose it is the man we saw In the morgue today and probably it i# if it's anyone naturally, then, this is a time when she whould be grieving, ‘Do you sup: pose sho is?” His tones “were hard| and cold. “Of course she isn't!” with a ripple of scornful laughter, “If the right man came along with the right invi tation, she'd forget that the man at the morgue ever existed.” "That ian't true,” Kate's tone was a To He Continued Lae Bde ing your ald; that possibly there is a man she loves, and who, for some convinelng. To Be Co (Copyright, 192: tinued Heattlo Star) Jonly plain fabrice are used. | cock for whom Mabel had died, the ugly men, the dirty court, the lus cious coroner, all that made we want amusement, change, color, anything that was just life 1 broke into Unc Victor 20 pounds. 1 bought a new hat en I'm depressed I always buy hata; it does me a lot of good. I looked at myself in the shop mir- rors, and didn’t care a damn for any- body. I can't explain, but women know what I mean. Then I feft that I must live up to my hat, #0 bought oyste to go with my blue coat new ay gloves | and skirt As I put them on I observed my hands; they were all righ an, but evidently hands that work there- fore disgraceful. 1 m be mani- cured, I walked down Regent Street, feeling expensive, looking into the | chocolate shops, scent shops, convey- ing by a ¢ e that 1f I chose I would buy the lot, At the Circus | bought a bunch of white narcissi from an enoromus bundle of clothing | which contained a little I was manicured, at a place in-Den: man Street, by a nice girl, When It wax done my finger nafls looked lke old woman, | coral; I felt more expensive than ever | and tipped th irl two shillings. In} the evening I was crazy enough to| take Monica to the Hippodrome. We dined together, and I had a little toe much to drink, 1 thought I'd done | with Monica, but her wealth fitted in withthe mood of the day. When got home, forthe first time 1 passed Mabel's door without a quam, and went to bed. I didn't care a damn for anybody. ut Something of this mood must have | percolated next day to Philip Vern- ham, for he was intelligent and senst- tive, Or maybe he noticed my hat, when he came in about ten time I hope that inquest didn't upset you, Miss Trent," he remarked, sit« ting on the table and dangling his logs. “It did, rather," 1 said. “But what’ ‘ood of thinking of these things! fot to Hive. said Philip, espous Sc my and life means lov | “I suppose xo," fT muttered, “if it |< one's way.” It comes everybody's way, even tf} | they're not pretty.” I did not reply; | his gave embarrassed mo. “Only some people are too cowardly to take it when it “Well,” T sald, “thoreare all sorts m0H,"" | awaiting |two application Shall we 8 o'clock? 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And white against that dead-looking black | there are four five-dollar gold pieces: hair, His set eyes were half/in it, too. I'm 20 years old today, 1 surprised, as if happy and afraid. So| you know.” much flat in a glance, “Goodness, let us look at them) I'm so glad you've come at last,”| won't you? 1 want to know what ® said. (Charming flattery. I was) gold piece looks like. And think of ly, but he conveyed that his tm-| having four of them at once! What patience had brought him here still | are you going to do with them?” earlier; yet he did not say so.) | “Well, dad gave them to me for @ (Continued Tomorrow) | definite purpose, and: although they _ - jare almost too shiny and pretty to part with, I'll have to use them. f — have been wanting a new flat crepe dress for ages, and dad gave these |to me for a starter. I can add more HOUSEHOLD SUGGESTIONS ||? 2? Sonc% Gara money. I want a real good one this time, so I will add more to it. I can bead curtains, terrified. 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