The Seattle Star Newspaper, July 18, 1925, Page 12

PAGE 12 he | r THE STORY SO FAR fi GLORIA GORDON, beau fay Ber. marries DICK CREGORY, a} Btraggling lawyer. Hi a of ma f i " * i} y Hi t ft Maggie leave disg i oria’s wild parties. 'T’ 1 WH) MMres RANGHILD SWANSON, altho iy ick tells her y can't afford a 4] aid. Her extravagance swamps ii lek with deb ie Gloria begins t t deal STANLEY WAY actor a With whom she becomes Infatuated = ler best friend, MAY SEYMOUR. ‘ fe of I JOHN SEYMOUR, begs | Me fer not to veo Wayburn. Sho tell 4 also, begs Gloria to| ways. | i mes dangerously i! with | fi eumonia. While he Is recovering. i ‘fayburn tells xpecta to f ve town i Wi fork. He ne i 00 from BUSAN BRI Wants it to ¥ done as as Wayburn promises to pay it back Within threo weeks, Gloria ge Bhopping to buy a now dress, so as @ppear attractive in Wayburn's| eyes. Sho discovers. to her horrcr, | that she is getting fat | NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY | downstairs, Gloria went into his room. “You look just the same to me as filways have,” he said at last. I don't sce any change in you. You're still the pretties thing that ever lived “Now, that just proves that you Never really look at me! I've gained 40 pounds!” Gloria cried tragically. “Ten pounds!” WDiek laughed at her woe-begone “Well, what of it? That's not Much. And, besides, a little plump. @nswered. “And if you were as fat} "as the prize-winner in a Turkish} ‘beauty show, you'd still be the love- | ee night Gloria ate no dinner, | When Dick had finished his, | and Ranghild had carried the tray | “Look at me, Rikky,” she said. | "Am I getting too fat? | Dick looked at her critically as} Bhe turned slowly around before him. | Thess is becoming to a woman,” Dick | Tiest woman in the world to me.” Gloria curled her lip. | “Unfortunately there's other peo- ple besides you to look at me,” she} Bald. “People who really see me.” “I suppose I see you with my| Heart, rather than with my eyes, | Glory,” Dick said quietly “That's a good line. Where did You get it? From a valentine?” | Gloria asked impudently | The next morning she ate no} it. By 9 o'clock she was on her way town. ‘And by 9:50 she was sitting in a feam-cabinet in a beauty shop on ave., trying to perspire away a “pound or two before lunch. * Lunch, she decided, would be a ef coffee without cream or Te would stimulate her, she figured, She winced as without adding to her body something stimulatin, head swam, and there wa: ‘ing in her ears, as she-sat ir ucing cabinet. Gloria needed ee ri Fee It was terrible. Gloria felt as if she were being burned slowly at the Stake. Marie, the operator, kept putting towels wrung out of ico water on her forehead. But they didn't help much. Gloria kept telling herself that she/ didn’t care how much sho suffered so long as it helped her to get thin. But at last she could stand: the} heat no longer. und here anywhere?” asked Nick | the next person they met In the of Wonders. “How doth the busy little beo, | " Improve each shining hour? “By sipping honey merrily, “T am a real poet, | ou may as well know it, “In rhymes 1 converse, But they get worse and worse.” “The Twins laughed. “Then why mt you stop?” asked Nick. } #1 wish I’could do so, Like Robinson Crusoe, | i a the habit just grew so, | can't.” | 2 @ the man dismally. | #Did you sec tle Fairy Queen's| gney-bees?’ asked Nancy again.| Pixies stole them and they here in the Land of Wonders bomewhere.”” sting, | | They nip us all our lives, | these are called mosquito-bites, "Are bee-stings called the hiv id the poet still more sadly. “There is no use! exclaimed| ck. “We can’t get anything out} him, Nancy. Come along.” "As they left him, they could hear poet chanting: | ou can't get blood out of a tur-| nip, fou can't get milk out of a stone, MW can't make a coat, @n old nanny-goat, d you can’t feed a dog to a bone.” was just looking for you,” another voice, as the last line “poetry died away dismally in| distance. “But it's 9:30 and the Bt bus has gone. We'll have to| it" friendly lion came roaring up, thing his tail and licking his lips angrily. But strangely enough, Twins were not the least bit d, Uverything was so queer unusual in the Land of Won- they were learning; to tako ings quite as they came. If a lion came next, he was not to be ondered nt. “Where to?” asked Nancy. "To the July Pole,” answered the “It was to have been a May le, but the ribbons didn’t come, ee ate they came the pole was Meeded every day for a clothes: prop, ws folks wore spring cleaning ‘and hanging out winter furs to air Bankers Choose "KANSAS CITY, Mo,, July 18.—(By | Sem$ quenttute of Tanldnit, wid Dalldd } wan plies as the 1926 convention — elty of Ma clowing sensicn of thelr ConvMMm, Rare yextordn Paul B, WAwiler, Philadelphia, was Baired President} elected pice Fran this is the first chance they hay had to get things together. too late to call it a May Pole or even a June Pole, so it is to be a! July Pole. You are to hav a | lavender ribbon, Nancy, and Nick is | From every bud and flower.” |t? have orange. I'll teach you tho| song on the way, Hop on my back, | d the man. Then he ‘went/and just call me ‘Tass: is Tassel-Tail, but tha show you my teeth, See} 1 haven't any! Lost the last“In a rummage sale. Now I live on soup.” The Twins got on the friendly lion’s back and away he went After trotting a mile and running | {a mile and walking a mile, they} came to the July Pole. “Now get off,” said the lion. “I'll introduce you. (To Be Continued. (Copyright, 1925, N. Service, Inc.) TANGEE | | tultoes sing and buzz and| LETTER FROM LESLIE PRES.| QUISE—CO? Hardty had Melville Sartoris set tled his party at a ringside table! when with a murmured excuse he left us and I saw him speaking to the orchestra leader. When he re | turned to the table he sald: The next dance after this, Mra, Prescott, will be a tango, and I give | you fair warning that probably be- fore we finish we will be doing ex- hibition dancing. I learned the tango in Argentine, and I have never known any woman outside of that country who can dance {t with the sensuous gr and expert ef- fectiveness that you have. We will Probably be the observed of all ob- servers," “Do you hear that, Jack?" 1 said gaily. “I think I'd better warn you | | that if we ever lose our money, it ls very probable that Mr, Sartoris and I will take up ballroom dano- ing.” “Go whead, Leslie," sald Jack, “and strut your stuff, for by the time we have lost our money you'll probably be a fat old woman with three or four more baubles, and have forgotten that you were ever a deli Jeate willo'the-wisp dancing about to the admiration of all beholders.”’ “Syd,” 1 pleaded, “can’t you say something that will keep me from contemplating such a fate as my husband predicts for me? “f don't think it Is an untoward fate, Leslie,” said Syd, “The plump, adored mother of a large family of children Js to me the moat beautiful example of wgmanhood. ‘The girl who dances the tango is nothing more thon a promise that may never be fulfilled, The mother with | VW. P)—Bruce Baird, New Orleans,| one child upon her Watwaoien president of the Amer jing Wehind her ehair, and two or | three lolling at her feet is the summation of woman's destiny, “Hear! Hear!’ sald Jack. "Do you know, Syd, that you're Just on the verge of getting married?" pole “Nonsense, old chap, I'll never} Marie wrapped her face in » ounce of weight! wor 4) reducing stunt | Don't you think I'd ja facial treatment to tone up the My name} too formal. | And so as to reméve all doubt I'll} , one stand: | Let me out! Ive changed my mind! I don't want to be thin if I} in ¢ I have to go thru this torture! Let ght me out this minute ¢ Marie gave her an enormous turk ish towel to wrap herself in, and told her to lo down on the wicker couch to rest "You're just like all my ladi Marie said. “They all say they'll hever get in the cabinet ag ut next day they'r sweating Get on the s Mrs, Gregory, and we'll see how much you've lost Gloria had lost almost a pound in weight, Sho clapped her hands | “Well, isn't that wonderful? In| Just that short time!” she cried de back for (lighted. “I should say I will com: back tomorrow, Marie! I should worth it Now there's just on’ Sometime: flesh too quickly, 1 muscles? I notice you're gett double chin." A double chin! Horrorst Gloria snatched up a hand mirror and pecred into it Yes... . Mario was right. There} was no doubt that there was creased fullness under her chin, “Isn't that terrible?” she appealed af [to Marie. “Can you really massage “Let mo out, Marie!" she cried.| (ABLSESURES Y Olive Roberts Barton NO. 16—THE POET AND THE LION “Did you see any honey-bees;and beating carpets and so on. S it away?” men h for centuries, and the kins of any women or Gloria lay back in the long leathe chair before the mirror ahd closed her eyes. She winced as Marie wrapped he face in steaming t i red it with a s molling eream and began to smack it smartly with the little ivory paddle “I hope you're not ruining my looks. I have a heavy date at o'clock,” she sald. She w to have Stanley Wayburn with her face red as a Marle’s strenuous tre: ld hate © her obster from ment! I'm not,” Marie answered pl 1 You'll look like a mill when I f ish with you. I'm most beauty treatments, but this i really good for the skin.” “T used to say,” 8} there was nothing like good, cold water for the complexion. And that was all right back in the old days when marry, “Well I'll tell the world you've sot all the symptoms, dear boy When a man gets to the point where he is perfectly willing to keep the home fires burning for an} over-plump wife and have five or went on, “that |six children, you may make up your mind that he's contemplating i tor “T have > r felt, Mr that my loneliness could pated by «# large family True, I might have had such dreams in my youth, but even at that time I was | a@ lttle doubtful, you know.” The music began, Melville Sar toris held out his arms. I glided into them, and we began to dance As he had predicted, we were en tirely alone on the floor, and when} I was conscious of anything except, the rhythm and the poetry of the dance, 1 heard a whisper close. to my ear; “Almost thou persuadest me to believe." (Copyright, 1926, N. B.A, Service, Inc.) lage and pretty lonely, eh, Sar MONDAY—Letter from Leslie | Prescott to the Little Marquise, MOM’N POP l of powdered ar give you} a S COMPANY |S BACK EVERY JAR of MUD =| Lsecekcttenrts by Beatrice Burton © 1925 NEA sERvic INC. She did not waken while brushed mascara and Jashes take 4 like a great big w sald. “To sched up a bit mistake of thir of the women who don't up, Mrs, Greg thousand | teaming towels, her eyes, and fat not becoming to t What had happ these few months m 1 Gloria wonder And yet, her heart 4 rouge wakened } Tt ma) ny Way looking w nVo of heat from a fu ed to the manage y an wpring itaelf, the matter now?” ned to her during t treet to meet him. 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