The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 8, 1925, Page 10

rAGE 10 THE oe LADDER Wee yY Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA szpvice INC. Bhe has hysterice when Dick telle her she must do ber own house work. He borrowe MAGGIE, his mother’s maid, to teach G eeok. But she refuses to learn. Gi e-warming. She YBURN, an once ih lov he guests. The “wild breaks up when LOLA Hiv Bit, ‘her husband 6” Maggie, disgusted. asks ST with wh be one party HOUGH » for “pett quits her job. | Then Glorta hires RANGHILD SWANSON to take her plac Dick says they can't afford a maid. | Gloria also buys hundreda of dol- | lars’ worth of new clothes, and tn- | upon having a new automobile, | She and Wayburn go. Joy-ridin They are seen by MOTHER RY. Next day G who's in love with May, | Dick returns unex- | ont. | to have club, May § cause of her Crushed, she de with Carewe, dex to give Jim up She gives a bridge party, and Gloria Wins the prise, a bottle of brandy. | She gives it to Wayburn on her way she finds urging him | THE sToRY downtown for din- | Gloria proposed sudden- | ly. “It’s so dull at home. And you} and Miss Briggs have been working late. Why don’t we ask her to have | a@ bite with us?’ | “Gosh, I'm pretty tired. + go home,” Dick answered, “But . . . | * ask her If you want to." Gloria danced out to Miss Briggs. “We want you to come out to dinner with us. We're going to stay | downtown,” sho said with the petu-/ slant sweetness of @ spolled child/ that will have {ts own way or know the reason why! ' “Oh, I can’t go—not in this old/ ress" Miss Briggs replied, flush. ing. “And my face is dirty, too.” “Oh fudge! You look lovely Gloria insisted. She took Miss/ Briggs’ coat and hat down from the hooks on the wall. | “You and I ought to have a chance to get acquainted,” she went on with gay spitefulness. “We hard ly know each other, and we really should be great friends. After all, We're both interested in the same man, aren't we?” Miss Briggs didn't answer. She y th and gave Glor Pp. searching look. Her lips tightened as with pain Gloria returned her look with in- nocent eyes. But she had found out | what she wanted to know In that| second . . . that Miss Briggs was in | love with Dick Gregory! Dick came out of his office carry- ing his hat and overcoat. “Ready?” he asked. Gloria di4 not notice how sick he looked. “I think so," she answered. Miss Briggs lowered her eyes. With one hand she braced herself against her desk. \ “It—it's just lovely of you and Mrs. Gregory to ask me to g0 to} dinner with you,” she sald, “but I} can't. I'm not dressed for one thing. | And I promised mother we'd go to/ the movies tonight . . . and besides, | T'a rather | You're too sick to go anywhere but |; home, Mr. Gregory.” | She turned to Gloria with distress in her voice. “Really, he's been sick all day,” she said. Dick looked at her gravely. “I'm sorry you can't go,” he sald. “We both are. | Perhaps you'll come! [ALVES AiG RIESE OF TUS PUNTS » Olive Roberts Barton 0, 7—THE SOUR-OLD-WOMAN’S ADVICE “Now I'll find my fortune,” said she happily ‘AT last tho Twins reached the house of the Sour-Old-Woman. “Here is the balloon,” cried Nick. “We got safely over the seven! mountains. Twelve Toes did all ho| could to stop us, but we got away safely.” The Sour-Old-Woman was so glad) to get the balloon that for about two! minutes she forgot to look sour. In- deed, sho looked so kindly at the} children that they forgot all about her sourness. Which shows that no| matter how homely a person ia, St doesn’t matter one hit, if he only looks kind and happy. “Now, I'll find my fortune,” said whe happily. “And in return I shali give you the key to the secret cup. board in Pixie cave.” “How do you get to Pixie cave? asked Nanoy. “For goodness sake!’ cried = th Sour-Old-Woman, “Don't you know?| Here you are, hunting for the Fairy | Queen’s lost beehive, and you haven't any more idea of how to go about it than the Babes-in-the. Woods. The key to the cubboard won't do you any good if you can’t find tho cupboard. Como here!’ The children followed the Sour: Old-Woman to the top of the water. fall and she pointed toward the forth. “Pixie cave is two miles away in that direction,” sald she. “But before you get there you will have three things to pass. “First there is the pebble-wall, In order to got over it you will have to get permission from the Bean | mission of the Saddler. V4 Mago Wayburn filled two glasses and gave one to Gloria. “Here's how!” he said, | with us some other time.” Miss Briggs gave him a wistful smile. Her blue eyes were troubled above the sudden flush In her cheeks, It was then that Gloria saw that) Miss Briggs had a certain beauty | of her own. Not the beauty of col- | ny an features, but of inner warmth and radiance! The beauty that, for lack of a better word, we call harm.” After she had ned Bs! to Dick You know, wouldn’ you?” accusing. “She thinks I'm sick .. . tha ought to be home in bed,” Dick an- swered simply. “Oh’ piffle!” Gloria sneered. woman's in love with you. you know it! She wouldn't go be- cause she can’t bear to see us to gether. . . . It pretty nearly killed her a minute ago when you kissed me! I know! I saw her face! . . . She's Jealous of me! "Cut out the movie stuff, Glory,” Dick said gruffly. “Miss F worked for me for years and years. | She's all wrapped up in her job. It’s | her love and her child. . . her whole| She never gives me or any other man a thought!” | Is zat so,” Gloria maid babyishly. | “I'm glad you think so. Come on, let's go." Late that ‘night she watching tho tossing the trees outside her winds She was thinking of love Ra gone, Gloria tu f of course hy she go to supper with us, don't she asked. Her voleo was “The And | life. “Second, thero ts the Mire-of- Mud, over which {t is impossible to go, even with magic shoes. The only way one can get over the Mire-of-Mud 1s on the wooden horse, and to do this you must get per- “Third,” said the Sour.Old-Wom- an, “there is the cucumber patch of the Pickle Woman which grows so high and #0 prickly, that again your magic shoes won't help you, unless you get the Pickle Woman's help," “In that all?’ asked Nick. “Isn't that enough?” sald the Sour-Old-Woman. “It {s no easy task to get to Pixie cave, my dears, Even now you know more about it than most people, yet {t may take you years to get there.” “Oh, dear!” cried Nancy. ‘That will never, never, never do. What In the Fairy Queen going to do all that time without her honey?" "Don't worry,” laughed the Old-Woman. "It will her good. Too much sweet stuff {un't good for anyone. But after all, you are pretty smart, #0 you may get to Pixie cave much sooner than that. I'm very much obliged for the balloon. Now I am sure to find my fortune, You neo I have my own rainbow over tho water. full when the sun shines on the spray. I shall roll the balloon down this rainbow. Wherever it touchos the gyound I shall be sure to find & potof gold, Goodbye now, my dears, Thank you and good luek," Sour. probably do Shooter Man, who sells these tiny pebbles for bean-shooters, (To Bo Continued) (Copyright, 1046, Ns Mi. A, Hervics, Ine.) 4 \ maze where all of wet lost, searching the dne person wh was me who loved who loved She thought of Dick h And of Miss Briggs, Diek. | She wondered if Dick knew that his secretary cared for him. Gloria was sure he must know it Why, anyone could see tt, from the very way that Mlas Briggs looked at him, | the tones of her voice when she spoke to him!. . . Gloria raised herself on one elbow and spoke into the darkness of the bedroom. “Dick,” she sald, “why call Miss Briggs ‘Susy’ when you're | alone with her, aed ‘Misa Briggs’ when I'm around?. .. Dick, why do you?” ‘There was no answer asleep do you) Dick was The next afternoon, while Gloria was dressing to meet Wayburn and| go riding with him, the telephone buzzed. It was Stan himself. “Our drive's called Gloria's heart, that had been sour- ing like « lark, sank. “Why? she asked. Was he go-} ing somewhere with Myra Gail? “Because you're com! stead,” Stan answered. ol family hotel. Suite hurry along?” “Well, I Uke that!” Gloria sald| to herself indignantly, after sho had | bung up the receiver. “Calls me up and tells me what I'm to do; What I'm not to do! } ‘Who does he think he is... the | kaiser } | | 208 The little family hotel where Way- burn lived was old and shabby. There was a musty smell in the halle as Gloria walked thru them | to Btan’s suite... a smell of dusty carpet, bolled cabbage and cheap perfume. She tapped on the painted panels of his door... . He opened it with a flourish. see “Will you walk into my parlor? sajd the spider to the fly,’" he quot- | ed. His voice was curiously thick. “Stan, have you been drinking?” Gloria asked. “You should ask! ‘You, who only | last night presented me with the | most wunnerful bottle o' brandy | ever drunk!” he said, cheerfully. | Her eyes searched the room. | There wero several bottles and ca plate of dry, hard sandwiches on a table in the center of it, “Been drowning all my troubles,” Stan explained weakly. | “If you drank all that, you must have a million troubles,’ she an- awered. Stun shook his head, | “Only one,” ho said. “Only ono} trouble in the whole wide world!" Gloria. was sure he meant her .. that whe was the one thing that | troubled him, “And what {a that?" sho asked do- | MOM’N POP 4 | noon! } |traveled @lowly around the gartsh walls of Wayburn’s sitting x There were dozens of photographs on them who looked like actresses, Women who did not look ike actresses Pretty women. Women who smiled Women who pouted adorably All of them hateful of her, because they had cared for Wayburn! And she herself? she jus one more pretty girl for collection? Suddenly Gloria felt as if she were not In the room alone with Way burn, She felt as if all of these women were there, too, looking at her... a8 Bluebeard'’s dead wives| looked down at the living one who came to the chamber of hor-| rors! And she felt ashamed ashamed of visiting Wayburn in his rooms! Secretly! Love shouldn't be like this! den, furtive, and ashamed Why, love should be like the sun rise Bhe stood “I'm going, actor went on, dejectedly, “No pros “What om. women's murely 1s your trouble, Stan? She gave him her hands and sat down beside the table with {ts bot thes and ¢' “Money!” Wayburn sald unexpect edly. “Money!* Gloria was atlent “Here I am, out of @ job,” women the Was Hid up. she cried. And be fore the befuddled Wayburn knew what she was doing, she had slammed the door behind her and was gone. | Bhe began }home thru light. She made up her mind never to seo Btanley Wayburn again, so long as she lived! She would forget him! + Lat somo other woman have him... some one of the women | whore faces plastered the wall | his room! How she hated and Ic ‘ed thone women! to sob as she drove the early spring twi- Ranghild met her at the door of houso with a frightened face ‘Mr. Gregory came home, sick, about an hour ago, His secretary {brought him in a cab,” she whis- pered Gloria ran ups Dick was stretched out bed, fully dress Hin wife touc his closed oye ds and his forehead with her hand ing hot came in fairs. on his His breath short, quick Gloria cried. Sb Hled with a sudden fear pect of gett pawn! Watch in ralsing ¢ ket and held bears i it out tot Uttle “Dick called again. This time he moved, but he did not open his eyes In @ panto she ran downstairs to the hall. Ranghild stood the Wayburn did not look at her|*tinging her hands tn her apron “Now, don’t get excited,” Gloria While she took two $10 bills . all the money ahe happened to have | #4 with a shaking voice . from her bag and laid them|% excited herself that under the sandwich plate the table Then he put tnto his coat p “Gloria,” shame me with Wayburn fille ave one to "Here's Sho did MUDD & oune. Smo} “No, head. he asked. thanks," Gloria K “But look here, Stan, let me you some money on this cigaret case! We're olf friends, you and I." | ah s ai from m and to come to Dick at ones ed to Ranghild ) narrowed eyes. | Mins s clgnret case back asked cke hen she tur finally, kindness Briggs brought Mr. Gregory e asked. “Did ahe help you im upstairs did sho leave right away?" BY SMALL WD? THEY EXPecT THEIR | USTOMERS TO GO THROUGH- His THING IN FIVE Days? You said not look at him. Her eyes FOLKS Ae CATALOG RECENTLY CAME TO BYE CLow AND ON “THE ENVELOPE. 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