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se ual s an with lightly pular 4 pdons: del h, eath new 1926, pairs. ly in Sun- ek jolet will it ding. 414 FRIDAY, MARCH 28, 192! ———__ Boxes of Gold BY E, PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM 1922, Copyright. . by E. Phillips Oppenheim Arrgt. N. B.A. Service, Tag, BE IN HERE TODAY | It was about three weeks after the Vendetta begt Tell & what brings you he Tod yours ago,” he went on Jenly cala I was in the ser f the police of my country. ‘The | Was an anarchist plot Three crim inals escaped to I t Scotland Yard, andon. Y¥« and I u were you. You found me those criminals "Tell me what o@n J do for you I asked. Find me my gold,” he dem a Find mo the man who attacked] Motager Sir Norman Talks: between attack er and the disap-| He drew his easy-chatr a! MICHABL BAYBRA, noted criminal, | 1, when I recelved | closer to mine. He eyed my box « BIR NORMAN GREYRA” once of Seot-| a most unexpected visitor. I heard al cigare hungrily, 1 and Yard, when Sayers’ beautiful! shrill, foreign voice in the hall over-| his side, and handed him a match at later @ man entered unan: oting dead an officer sent to arrest | mome him. et becom: wife and he coi evidence came to see} placed it by | “Verage girl, “I have a THE SEATTLE STAR ‘Cynthia aged "| High School Girl Has Lots of f Girl Friends, But Few of the Opposite Sex- -W onders Why? Dear Miss Grey: Tama 16 year-old high school girl, and|i 4s 80 many others have come to you for advice, I would in- deed be happy if you can he slp me, I have a number of girl friends and some boy friends at school, The latter seem @ like me as well as they do the but they do not come to see me. My mother s always glad to meet my friends girls or boy ! am not homely—neither am I beautiful just ordinarily pretty, Most of the girls who are Sayers’ nounced and evidently in a state of! plo I will not take it so popular are no better accomplice. some excitement. to the police. I do not trust them.| looking than I, so why can’t I be popular as they « ™ to rob two men, rty | Some excitement p sak Seamahen Gh sivem ante et > pend You are Sir Norman Greyes?* he| You shall find me my gold.” j Is it because I don’t “vamp” the | 0ys as they do? I am brought into 'E a to establish private | sald. “I am Gorty, I came to this! “What ts your plece of evidence? rather shy by nature and I never could do that, but v hy Cte ea ait Arranged for two mas | country of cutthroats with Motkger—|1 asked. ~ eraders, Mr. re Jose de Miguel, | COURtTS ‘ won't they 8 ? ee tea etree Oe te ie wee ted tn the hospital The little gray man,” he anawered, Th “, be just “pals’? MISS SIXTE Gorty, Madom de Miguel entices Metsger | Yy tll you Hsten to me? |*the man whom they spoke of as he old, old question—innumerable girls have asked the m- him uncotecivus,” The bores of gerd are | 1 motioned to Adams to leave us| vistting the South Americans in the| selves and the world the selfscimc question—they always Substuted fer luggage tahes from tbe and wheeled round an easy-chair for| next aulte cooa on South Amert-| have—possibly always will, But few high school boys are hotel by the de Miguels, whe leare for/ my visitor. I never trusted them! naw } f Parta unknown, Greyes Is called to'ta-| “wat am I to think?” he demand. tager. Wher mr» . on oh test hat attract h t te a “ 80 uv, of cou vha . t ri - i oes & , exalt I come from a great A woman ersonality, of course, is what attracts one human to an 3 N WITH STORY — / @2 Sessvly : NOW GO ON W ; re ut poor government. With much agh other—be it man or woman—boy or girl. You say that you Sir Norman Continues: uble we got together the gold| “About the little gray man?” I yen “T do,” was the confident reply with which to buy materials in this “He was chased out of the States untry and open credits, It ts you we have granted an extradition war-| who are supposed to be more civil rant against mansiaug every st him on‘the charge of have watohed | t zed than any other countr Manchester to speak at I come bac My comrad i, my country’s gold er; we amahip at every port; yet 3 | in w tally assault tolen! Yes, don’t mind confessing to you that we | fing is inje have reason to belleve that he London: at the present m: in touch with his ol asso our civilization told. hir that ye my enemy. In tlon as to wh Janet had had not replied te which I/had wr idea that the A prosecuting ing for her too} “Your poll They are low slosely, J had an id too, which or rascals, I not the money help it was by no means vague, that I was And as to havin being watched. There was always a| un lotterer of some sort or another in| The the street when I entered or left my | who rooms. I felt surreptitious eyes upon | would me often, when I lunched or dined | posited or visited the theater. Once I walked | sure! home late thru Lansdowne Passage, | is, and heard the patter of rubber-shod | n feet behind me. I swung around,| and my pursuer, whoever he waa, a burly but agile figure flight. had de. y would And as it deliove that it ts an ord! ry thief w has robbed of? No “I am afraid” I sald, “that you are taking a very extreme view took refuge in "I He r do you wey CAT SILK-STOCKING “Oh, oh, oh!” he mewed, “I On thelr way to the Cut-Out Lady's; ™ wish I could, but I can’t” Yo, but just look at the tree: -Plum Land, the|Mmewed the Silk-Stocking Cat. “Sim- house i Sugar rae “Mew,| DIY, full of goed things! Ginger. Twins ee something es | cookle sparro and lemoi ake mew, mew!” It was the Silk-Stock-| canaries, and chocolate chi ing Cat with the braided tail. | “No, the Silk-Stocking Cat is noth-| T suppose they make you hun- ing Uke Puss-in-Boots, but gets his) gr. said Nancy, “but what good name because he is made out of the} would it do you if you did have real top of a silk stocking, and stuffed/ toenails and could climb the trees?’ with soft cotton. “Good! W good w id it do “Oh, oh, oh!” he mewed. “I if you were starving and were sud- I could, but I can't. I can't, denly set down to a table piled up wish I could.” with goodies? Good, indeed! “Could what?” asked Nancy feeling| “But you can't open your mouth sorry for the poor thing. to eat!” went on Nancy. “How can “Climb!” said the cat blinking his| you eat when your mouth Ia made of wish but I yarn eyes sorrowfully and making| yarn just like your toes? People his yarn mustache wiggle up and| with yarn mouths don't need to eat down. anything but cotton and 1 don't “Well, can't you?" asked Nick, | think you are starved at all. Your “Don't ask foolish questions,|tummy sticks away out and you| please!” remarked the cat. “Haven’t| look as fat as butter.” | you any eyes? Don't you see that; The Silk-Stocking Cat began to my toe nails are made of yarn, too.| smile. “You are right, my dear,” he | They are only sewed on. How can I climb a tree?” “But what's the difference?” asked Nancy. “You don't have to climb trees, do you?” nodded pleasantly, wiggling his yarn mustache. “I was very allly, I won't be so foolish again.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 192 Servic ar Shattle ory Poole” -#: Mabel C HOW THE pa. NOR’ FAMILY CAME (Chapter 11) A miserable morning followed) or Resimsoks or head of say Kind, , except that one in the middle. Ferree an) Preaarest WEE oe lentitge.you'll thinks that the poor and everything cost a great governors lady and th gover. nora children were helped into Gest mucre tums $G ay worthy the fine bed; but you'll see how Tho travelers were glad to get| inistaken you wero. on board the train and start When night Serie alt the big crowd of white people lay down ire obs Met unr. SCL ae bests theye poula, ont eee after much bumping and much pteamer roks or coats or shaw at upon the earth floor of thé smoky puffing of the engine, they pavilion. were told that they had come to And whon the light of morning the end of the railroad, the reat jaar WA ae ed faa bloture of {t had not been finished, They] close an” fleet had traveled exactly 20 miles, which was half way to Panama, and the rest of the way they must go on mules. t close as they could’ lie, were delicate Iadica and little children, rough minora on the way to tho gold fields, Inborers and judges, rich and poor, all sorts and kind sleeping on the floor, But in the middie, Ike a king “No,” on a throne, lay Carusl, the own- Paar ney t0KG LNB. BOVORNOE) | 8E: top thes pavilion hk ciecw is “No, there are no mules ready| Jamaica negro, and beside him now. Sleep here tonight and in| his fat wife, and o blacker pair would be hard to find. You can the morning mules will be ready) V3 eaney! how. the frilly white for you.’ So there was nothing else to do but stay in that queer place. And a queer place enough it was—a few railroad sheds, a fow native huts and in the middiy, a huge pavillion, with a peaked roof of thatch, and low sido walls like a broad, low bannister, Ine.) » & Rules de ailps made a ntartling back- ground for their binck faces It wag nearly noon before the mules and were made up into and by, after much bargaining and contending, and discussing, the passongers wero given their muens and were mado up into parties for the trip, But in the Btoven's party n dit. forent way had to bo madq for the two wee girin r London n, then, as tured yY speakof him in the evi i Mt dence,” Gorty went on eagerly. “He| Years from now you will look back and think of how foot He waa at the suite that night. I'saw!ish you were to worry over so small a matter—but I'll not| him _ = wiper the net Besnnall tell you to forget it, for I know that a girl your age can’t Dy Tet capalhns pbolehe cud won't let the all-important question out of her mind.|. #! . t you told] The truth of the matter is that the average high school eA uate Tene i 1 That is boy i incapable of admiring real worth in a girl. If eh it . he ex.| 128 @ “line,” fussy clothes, frizzy hair and dances in a wa / i. 2 the po-| that @ 16-year-old boy thinks i yme class,” she “gets by| #o"° tr tables| big,” in the opinion of her little world Train wothine t ; ch UF form to the some of these little girls who are so “popular” are simply " to} it vatien Sind “aah Aalsact ia | @ffect. They lack stability, personality, character every- oy eortatiiaik Scent ace eps ee , You may not have boy friends for a few years, but you| hat 1 mean? It's just ies v where matters that I kn ve] to find him are very young, and have no need to worry—you'll undoubt- san n't know I could love a Go to the ng room at the|édly have them later. You will be enjoying for the first Bettie museum een a3 and Ay time the pleasures that these girls are having now. Just | her ia Beoaly an A cee when life will be most pleasant for you, the “kick” will have CHAPTER VI | Sap he Folge Nergenee kicked its last for them, and their youth and charm will oe next table. He t nome | have fled like “the snows of yesteryear.” | I am, experienced rors hts * She t a z bin tJ smiss! How ab- Roster ucians. E vy : | Day of Mins y will receive callers | | » As if one ever were dismissed. “Between 11 and I repeated | the Week in her Monday, Wednesday || But I can’t think of anything else "You will g¢ | Lett’) ; z|| 204 Friday, from 1 to 2 p, m,|| just now. I remember what Aleo| Tomorrow me I promined. EA : wen * Grey: On Ww My and on Tuesday Thursday | | said when he leaned over my shot Gorty arose | pad 5 £0 pal from 11 @& m. m. each || der ay I finished the first chapter of sten, Greyes,” he you] | eptember on Satur do not come at |! ;, The best chapters are| Sir Norman Greyes. Wi a ewear | day. isa ke . WH It nertously inter || a written.” And again I say that if you recover my gold, it « “| : h her writing, nearly, I wonder?” Do I | Jn ah ; | To Remove But, there, I don't feel in- HE Alaa i a Pheerabedpn ap tina | Mole vou appre re of two I'm too newly wed to ask | Wipe bru that mar 1 1 Dear Mi sta san LBabide ad their and| myself questions such as: “Why am .” he declared. " 2 7 king any|1? Why am I what I am? And, | 4 id ha ‘i come tater. | was to-he k ur hus y, almost nF b 4 all, } s the babie ness, and I : of the n Probably you } t put your m two or thr | reference and a n the appearance of the have a number of girl friends, and you must have person- ality to have and kee p them. oly, role of the » v only artyr je nature rves to further agonize the hus | bibliophile, and indeed, It ts, 1 believe, wrong for a young | watched him for some time, I camo| couple to have parents of either Hiv- to the conclusion that was in ing in the same home—their view | earnest about his labora was in int oinclde, and an occa- these little ways achieved rea! greatness @ passion with him. ared to be deeply ory. He had actually that 3 Deta He not only ar hout doubt at fault Passed on my ington and to my old adversary arrested « him. It seemed to me, howe would br: ue chances of recoverin t gold, |I could not ignore the fact that 1 was indebted to Gorty for the in ation which had delfvered Michael into my hands. maintained a ‘od. For three days and I therefore wat and strict ee hights I most inevit y the le. leave my bh custody of Vv mat over dren? 1 have aj with th your husband, you decida that food educ » that I could eas h e must b broken up, the i ppo x, A MOTHER. court will decide the matter of the | Ittea serious problem than! custody of the children, A Novel by W. L. George. Copyright, 1921, by Harper & Brothers. (Continued From Yesterday) There was bright wan rather eyes, and his blunt r t wan hi all alive. He 1 place, where ; } j knew Michael's every movement. He poles be y an 4, as made his own breakfast c at Mra. Anslow hun eck h his a smnall restaurant near the Ing. Then a little grave clasped seum, and dined each night inder a monkey tree a he | Monico, where he sometimes played ted urrounded by a es dominoes for an hour afterward, if) "4! planta of hollyhocks that|y able to find an opponent. On the|*Pread thelr cockades aghinst an old| fourth night, however, he departed| ¥ite wall | y that to you the from his usual practices. woman whom I had t& to watch him came to | “Our The young haste. unced, it took only me friend,” she "called at the Monico, t an aperitif there. He to Romano's and has ordered a table and dinner for two," “Whereabouts?” I asked quik ckly. “Downstairs in the restaurant, on the right-hand side,” she replied. I rang up Romano's and engaged one of the tables In the balcony, In & quarter of an hour I was ensconced {there behind the curtain, with Mixs Rose Weston, the young woman who {had brought mo the news of Mi- | chael's change of plans, as my com- |panion, She had found | change Into evening clothes, and she | Played her part exceedingly well, Wo should havo passed anywhero as a very ordinary couple, indulging in a |womewhat pronounced dinner fiirta- |tlon. I kept my eye, howe ver, on the table at which Michael was seated | | below, and in due course I was ro- warded. A’ vw clegant, aquletly dressed woman caine into the res- tnurant and sank into the chair by| his side, I saw at once that {t was| Janot. “What you expected?” my compan- fon asked quickly. “In a sense,” I admitted. jmombér, when they leave, ft woman you follow.” I watched them closoly hind the curtain, distinguished looking woman in the room than Janat, or moro beautiful, | Sho talked in a low tone to her com- panion, and her manner was often earnost, Novertheless sho never emiled. She was different in that re- spect from every ono of the dincra by whom she was surrounded. There was not A suggestion of fontivity about her, Sho ate moderately, drank sparingly, and talked. All the timo she gave one tho impression of a great weariness, Toward the end of the meal, what I had been watching for happened. She opened her hand- bag and passed something acrous the table, It was about the size and shape of an ordinary shotgun cart ridge, but I felt certain, from the way she handled it, that it was heavy, I knew then that wo were on the right track, (Continued in Our Next Tas HOOPING COUGH “cure’’—but helps to re+ fd paroxysms of coughing, “Ro- is the from he- 16) There waa no floor other than hothey ean't ride 18 miles on the black earth, and no furnish.| horseback’ wala the movernor's wifo, "What shall we do? The ing other than a great four-| j'ry such babies to take much a pouter hed jn the center of the| trip.” pavilion, So the governor managed by This hed was n big, comty,| getting two of tha natives to muashy looking bed with anowy| carry the little girls in chaira ite pillow wlipa all frilled and! strapped to their backs ruttied like a Hunday Larter (What Happened is Tomorrow's One bed, that wan all; Story) employing walked across time to| There was no more} Woe sat for a time under the mon-| |key treo with coffee and laqueure. | Ho seemed to find {t natural that 1 should.call on him so suddenly, He But I couldn't.” iden curiosity surd vision of nt of his. some en- So I had to ask, didn't try to question me, Indeed, he ed preoccupled with his own| “Oh, well, you weren't free. I know affairs, with the sharo that he had|what you're thinking. You're think. taken in a Scottish grouse moor, H. | was quite excited about the 12th, only six weeks off, and looked forward to tho “stey braos.” T sald nothing. I wanted to humor him and to talk of the things that | pleased him, but the wino and the| appointed. No so much becatise he liqueur emboldened me. Alcohol| was unemotional; the right kind of swells up one's exo. I wanted to talk} man is, But why wasn't I moro emo- of my affairs. But I couldn't quite,| tional? Thero I sat opposite him, and so began: taking the biggest decision in my “I was drunk last night.” jlife, and that was all. I ought to “Oh!” |have known him better, to have ro- | did {t on purp alized his strong. restraints, to have | “One does when one's unh understood that he was | “I didn’t say I was unha enough to defer his own delights, if| “Just as you like.” only a moment. ling that I knew quite well how things | Were with you. But I didn't want you like that. I wanted yon to come jto me free.” added, “Well, that's settled, {isn't It? “I suppose go," I said. I was dis- ppy.”" Tho coldness with which he sald Indeed, it was only a moment, for that upset me, but I managed to} half lazily he got out of his chair jBteady my voice and to say: “Yea.|. . . and this is a testimony that I |One gets disappointed In peop! le.” Aw|loved him. I thought his movement ho was allent, fn a rush of emotion | graceful, tho ho was getting out of I told him everything, not only how} deck chair, Ho came to my aldo, Julian had bilked the cabman, but| bent over me, put an arm round my nost of the reat—the Ignominy of my | waist, drew mo to my feet, and lod |life with him, his coolness, ils infi-|me across the lawn, where the bril- delity, I see myself sitting under|liant hollyhocks mado a benevolent | that treo, my head forward, very In-| screen, With his arms about meand | tent; talking, talking, I am telling |him all the things that matter and many that don’t. Nico things that] pressed against my cheek, T knew j{ndeed that I had not come to him Julfan sald and did, irrelevant facts) out of loneliness, that really I loved |about Tootoo and Sadie. “I wondor|thin man, everything of him, that, | | what I'm going to do.” I reviow my| standing no, my head against Mol resources and end by talking of| shoulder, T'was no longer tho prey frocks. I am pitiful, foolish, auite/of my senses, the martyr of my Junstrung, But ho sooms to under-|aeuthatictum, that he had conquered | stand) in mo something that no other man When I'd dono ho looked at mo] had over seen, the fugitive thing we critically and sald, , You're very | call the heart, ue unlikely thing we good-looking, Ursula." call tho soul. T didn't soe no clearly, “Do you think #0?" thon, Then I knew only complete “Yes, Thought so from tho first| happiness, entire fulfillment. Body moment T met you." and mind, he pleased me, I wanted “How could you? nothing better than to stay in the then, aftor hard ring of his arms until the Inet looked awfu! shadow lengthens upon tho last day, "T thought you beautiful.” Iv I looked at him softly, It's nice When at last he released mo, when to be thought beautiful when one {8} at Iastt ho emotion of love attained beautiful, but how deliclous to bo}and the power of carosses had boon thought beautiful when one isn't, Inerged Into satisfaction, ho sald; “T'm going to leave Julian,” I sald! “Nulsance today boing Sunday, {rrelovantly, Can't get a special Heonse until to- “Yon,” morrow, Still, we can be married on "T don’t know what "Tuesday." I was hideous ‘d been fh I I'm going to do, "Oh, nol" T aatd, 1 don't know “tT do.” why, "Not quite yet, Alec.” I eaid nothing A moment.| “Why not? We're going to do It, One's nervous then, bly I sald; | Why not do it now?" “How? What?" “You, T know, But one waits a itt. "You're Koln to marry me." tle, doewn't one?" I knew he was going to say that,| “Ono doos somotimos, 1 suppose but all the samo he surprised mo.|1'd better send You to your mamma, This atti-| flooded me. 1} As I said nothing he} eploure | the lips which had pressed mine still | | r ag there, if you|ing that I sald to Isabel, as one is content with @ 1 we could be engaged for|ing that I can write task done, as the carpenter with a ; lexpreas what Alec gi me perfect joint, with a sort of harmony Don t be "1 I only|to me. I'm not trapped by my te of effort. Does wealth rule it? Yeu mear t a rush |perament. Indeed he 1s my lover,|so far as one 1s not too poor, andl 1 I could not wish @ for or|compelled to think only of momery What iid 1 may? ‘That ts such|one that can make in me an emo-|not too rich, and compelled to tami an argument 7 tied and on 90 complete he is to me/only of spending It. But ts there Bee \ t what about 1 man as las a r. He is my | something else? The knowledge things Don't you think we'd better | companion dm v. I wish I| makes,life actual? Something we to the flat and pack? Julian won't| could tell him how dear he is to me, | need, which love alone now amd t tom w morning, so|my workaday love rade, my | then n emulate? Perhaps we are bother | future « y reality all swirling atoms epart from am 1 t. I'll ring for a taxi. Of Here we a we two, not uabeau-| Eternal Purpose and aching for Him. uree, it's t romantic, | tiful, not stu well off enough, in-| But I don't believe in the eopybooke i a suggest. What I ought to| terested in this film in @ million reels I am nelt n dearest, our| that we call life at f , . Or pagan. oo beautiful for | become of us are 1 ing conscious 1 he place where you 1 we vern our life | us, molds us, and absorbs us Weare ave known misery. I will face the roed it fll enough separ atoms lost in the void, that now and ur miserith. J ir | must most aged slippers in PAGE 18 far fa the heavier task of gov-|then come together, It ts sweet and will | erning two strands laid together? 1) good, that drawing together, For @ and back, caitiff, rl is| think we shall succeed, because I love| moment we compass eternity, 16 i mine That would be romance, but| him enough to «mile at him, to un ough, It is good enough, 1 will romance is highly nveniont, and derstand that he fs my child. Every| whirl no more. I have found my tomorrow morn aust see two) woman has @ child on her wedding| unity. I am in the shadowy vestle builders, So let u day. He ts, I say It again, reality.|bule, tteelf an infinity, which jeadal I stopped him before we went, to| He ts blunt and truthful; he makes |into another infinity. Together, Alege murmur other confession. 1 was| life possible. and J, mutually assured, we enter eneouraged to this by hin reference) How should we lead our life? And life, life which is a house of elomdy 6 ¢ Hons in which J had| what are the things which rule it?|that dispels our breath, and, isa ed. 1 n't want him to misun-| Does love rule it? Yes, stranger shape, forms again. Ohy tand im I wanted to come to| music of th house of cloud fit habitation for spire Bo 1 wald to the spin con him really free Alec to me fr fr 1 to come | ger ‘ould do me; it a kipper. I mustn't think of kippers back in Now! | I'm a young wife who loves her hus- band, who has emerged into happi- ness after much misery. A sense of humor {# out of place. Let me be psodic. No, I can't do it. I'm happy to the point of singing and} dancing with happiness, but I can’t! dodge comedy, I'm not a nice girl. | Curiously fh, Inabel is much lic than Lam. I expect relieved. We had a conver- sation this morning, when she came after Alec and I returned m a visit to Ciber Court—our first, hree months after our wedding. | “Well, how did it go off?” | “Al ht “Did they Uke him?" “Of course they liked him.” She laughed at me. “Of course think that, being a bit preju- | me, really, are you enor she's # rig 2 “Well, papa took him away after linner to play billiards with him And I gathered that papa told mam- ma, who told her new maid, who told the servants’ hall, which radiated toward the stables and the garden whero I finally collected it from old Diss, who 4s still a father to me, that | | I might have done worse.” | “I expect it was a bit more cordial than that,” sald Isabel, laughing. |"But then Diss comes from Cumber- land and {sn’t good at saying pretty | things. “I think papa likes him very much. He said to me: “Your husband} | doesn't seem to care much for poll- | tics. Perhaps {t's quite as well; it ‘l1| stop him voting on the wrong side.’ ” | | “That eottled tt," sald Isabel. “But | | what about mamma?” } | I giggled. “T don’t think mamma |much minds whom I've married, so long as T am married. She's still a little suspicious. She sald the mar-| riage had been very hurried. Why was {t so hurried? What church did} we go to? Oh! What church did I say? What stroet was it in?” | “Dia she ask to see your marriage lines?” “No, sho tsn't as bad as that; but |{t's such a relief to her to think I'm| really married that sho wants to| chew the cud of hor satisfaction.” “No wonder,” sald Isabel, “It’s so convenient to be married.” a “Now, Isabel, don’t thrust any con- fidences on me. I'm a@ respectable woman.” “Quite so. Reformed rakes aro al- ways dragons of virtue.’ “You're being rude, and, by the way, were you not a dragon of vir- tue before you married? Might I not | Say that a reformed dragon. . ." “All right, I call this struggle off. Tell mo about Alec, Do you like him?" “Oh, I think he'll do.” m1 Sho's a cynto,’ Oh, how to run her life, I'm no matoh | for her. She's kept me on tho edge of her secret world, Sho is wiser than I was, I did everything open! T was an adventuress, and muddled; I havo no technic, Isabol is all technic, while I am all emotion. Per- haps sho puts moro into life and I get moro out of It, No, sho doesn't understand, nobody understands who hasn't had a bad time, who never wants to'fay, “Now dismiss.” Noth. ED. PINAUD'S LILAC TALC Latest rntvend cue tion HMCUALPOWHFH subEIh HIAGIUA NE wt ED, PINAUD'S EXQUISITE LAL OnOn> Isabel knows | Over 17 Million Jars Used Yearly Vor he looked at tho same timo ton- in charge of one of my aunts I uy AI of Hele yah. VGN PA Ma Meh JN a We have more Boys’ Suits than we knowl what to do with, so we are holding a big Cheasty Jr.Shop fashioned with the same care in design and making as our clothes for men. for the famous Iron-Clad Hose for boys and girls, for choice of a large assortment of banded. and collar-attached Shirts for boys. to-goodness Kite, \! s gladly bo und tn subtle chains! 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