The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 13, 1925, Page 10

THE STORY THUS FAR: GLORIA GORDON, beaut per, mar straggling DICK ¢ and infatuated with an STANLEY WAY he spurns her a job as a ch Gloria be At however, shé does go. Dick 7 fakes her back but not as his wife. if Gloria wonders if he ta not ve With his Di 4 night at th | JOHN SEYMOUR wh : himself because of his wife tf Jove affair with JIM CAREWE Hi The ach between Dick Dioria w s. Gloria Mind to get back into D ft S graces. Finally she } Smother t [E> -Revok. | fh ge day wi fe Bt) housework. And Dick , tt fo find dihner ready, the house in al iegrder, and his tousled wife in a t Siekiow apres. it (NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY) ‘ HO did alt the heavy house work? Net you, I} know,” Dick said, unbellev But his eyes swept Gloria from her fntidy head to the hem « Pdraggied apron. He had never } her like this before + She ¢ ainly looked as if she had Speen working! gpm G_ “Who do you suppose did it?’ she mapped at him. “The army of serv- } ants you've hired to help me? . . . (Of course I did it, and I'm all in." | Every bone in her body ached. She @ragged herself wearily past Dick pinto the kitchen. “Dinner’s ready,” } She threw over her shoulder as she + . ‘ = went. § The meal was done to a turn. The fichicken was richly brown, the vege Gitables tender, and the salad chilled and crisp f With the first thrill of housewifely Sepride that she had ever known, PGloria set the dishes down on the| "Spotless tablecloth: | § Marveling, Dick sat down to eat = “TI hope everything's as good as It e "he said doubttu Gloria) @sent him a look of fury. f “It ist’ she said. = And so it was. As he ate, Dick's paense of wonder grew. Had his wife become an expert cook over night? But when Gloria brought in the dessert, the mystery was solved for him. “It was Mother, bless her! he} } Said. “No one in the world makes P chocolate custard like that but her!” It was not your mother,” Gloria Msaid with honest indignation. “T| Mads that custard all by myself! All| 4} your mother did was to sit out in the| Mitchen and give me orders. . . ."*| |) Dick nodded. “Sure, I knew she| hosed the Job,” he’ said. “You * eouldn’t cook a meal like that alone, | kid myne me, I Yo rome A tear slid down Gloria's cheels as she thought of all the mornings of her future... little room. ving me orders, mostly,” she nswered, "Sho said she'd come over and help me out. But all she hid was to cut a lot of your best roses and strew them all over the house * kid! She ought to be a She'd make a peach “I wish you w my mother tn that way a.” Dick interrupted. He looked ar noyed. “Oh, blah, I'll do as I please,” the girl answ 4, bitterly “I'm getting tired of being slammed all, the time It's time I began to pan a few people myself. You treat me like a doormat, and expect mo to like itt’ | “If I've treated you like a doormat | Im sorry,” Dick apologized. Hoe got | up and walked out onto the front porch That was just like Dick! When-/ jona bet! . What's she doing? | ever he was getting the worst of an aoe ves cooking lessons?’ ‘argument, he got up and walked ——— sbiihsudlierma at: 4 by eramed ves _ He shook hands all around company. “Now,'¥ said Mrs. Peter wheny Juggle Jump and the Twins were} seated, “I shall tell you what my| S trouble is about. It's about my} said Nancy, “Is Peter ick?" } aid Mrs. Peter. “He ig ycross, tho. He, gets crosser covery jday and I really don't know what | fxm toing to do about it.” © “What is he cross about?” asked Nick. “Well, you see,” sald Mrs. Peter, | “he is out all day doing the farm. work and raising his corn and pumpkins and potatoes, and he % gomes home dead tired. = "Well, when he comes in, he finds the work all done, and me fixed up in my best bib and tucker, ‘and he thinks I don't do anything but sit and spin all day. Nothing that I do seems to suit him exact ly. Peter Peter fs a dear if only he wouldn't grumble s0 much," “I have an idea,” said Juggle _ Jump suddenly. } | © Crown Prince Umberto of Italy has been allowed $80,000 a year for * maintenance, | 4 Ts slimout anbelie Je, the Rises Presor\; works, That's TTiates " 44 to relieve every symptom o| aor money hack, © almost instantly. a fet amazii tthena, anny nove aad eye, hesdeahes, fever v1 thet “pel ever, Get Rinex todey—price $1.00, Remember—~ avery symptom relieved baok. All ¢ood ath pg aoleve or money bac! « inex’ a acarwner Olive Roberts Barton and was as nice as pic to the “Oh, what?" cried poor Mrs.| Petgr. “Trade with him," said Juggle Jump. “Tell him that you will do the plowing and hoeing and cult! vating and weeding if he will do your ‘chores for you while you are | out t how can 1?" cried poor Mrs. | Peter. “I couldn't drive a plow] over so much as a mud-puddle.” “That's easy,” said Juggle Jump. “Yl help you—or rather I'll do it for you. And then we'll see how Mister Peter Peter likes to do all! your work instead.” | “Thank you,” sald Mrs. Peter gratefully. “And {f your plan works out and my husband learns a les son, I shall help you to hunt for the lost buttons. All my friends in Daddy Gander Land have but ton-boxes. But hush! Here comes | Peter Peter now." Peter Peter stamped the floor, | everywhere his boots leaying mud tracks as he came in, Hel | didn't mean to be so untidy, but} |he was just thoughtless like lots| | of people, “Supper ready?" he called. on “I was just going to get it," said Mrs. Péter hastily. “We have company, Come in, Peter.” Now Peter Peter was as glad to have company as Mrs, Peter was really he a rather fine fellow, Peter Peter was, But he had just gotten into the habit of grumbling, and it seemed as tho he couldn't get out of it. He shook hands all around and was a8 nice as ple to the com- pany, but he said to his wife, “Sup- pers late as usual, Why can’t you have things on time once in awhile “It won't take me five minute) wid Mrs, Poter quickly. “Tho ted rolls are just ready to take out of| the oven, and the salad is on feo, | and the meat is slileed and every thing, I just have to make tea and open a new jar of jam.” | Away she hustled leaving Peter | Peter to talk to the company. (To Be Continued.) } (Copyright, 1936, N. H, A. Botvice, tne.) * \ decently | It's terrible, living at arm's length this way. 7” } ‘Two falcons in a | didn’t understand from the books he the lonely awakening in that away, He ¥ ae by Well, thi c he wouldn't with it { walk right him, and say what she had to him! Suppe 8 did hea. naa to family But Gle ae 1 ‘ followed him « pps he was tinkering w 4 “Dick,” she said in a quiet, ever voice, “I can’t go on living lke For threo days I've been housework just as well as I k how to doit... and I'm willfr go on with it, if you'll w Dick turned taken off his ¢ sleeves, His | there was a ar hin cheek. He Hy boy doing only treat me ron pocket, from his ped to his shoulder an: * ahe said, “I'm 90 unhappy. + Sho looked up at him. In the eyes were black and lum mouth like «a dark flower. want u to kiss mi Dick,” murmured, “Let's b 4 her quoted ‘He mo frem her. ‘Now, Just what do that?” Gloria asked hated Dick to quote t was forever reading. He shrugged doesn’t matter,” know, myself, ths living this way see it, too.” s impos: ible. 1 ia drooped, She brace FLAPPER FANNY stp d herself Often the bride who promises to obey merely means she will male the groom do so. | i t ‘ ma ou happy, D v You knew you can ‘ { V'll ta f 1 " ' all the I " mile , ifted th | t hate you, at Bu rs of her mout « | he re, betw and | f again that you care at All right, old dea aid, 7 t A an thru it m Incredibly she t n ' jeep, her worn every nerve th An't wrongt’| Next morning she ft. “What ar eat up in 1 round her room the fam : om with its wide window-seat flowered cushions, and silver pictur t,he morning she'd be un uid let any man |; habt 1 How ‘BOUT A UTTLE | | Fr MORE OFFEN TA BACK! | cu prcruRe I TOOK _—7| OF TH NEW BOARDER THE SEATTLE he too hi utterly f were all oo him ugain, w He ww hy doorbell rang. {a slipped id aked feet into bedroom slippers ton | 200F, sho could May Seym ae tahding the porch. What the 4 irae word © of the morning? fer) every little ve been think: | r mve Dawn think | fing asked, as nhe mie BvOCt. F © hall, Her face » between y ind aig A toa Then, sud GOOD MORNIN. WERE ‘ aha beh upon a chair $0 TIRED FROM .| buried her face in her hands, and Why shou i A *| from it worker. I'd have a ba newspaper “Read th rolng on by age ght of all | burst into ho: She opened h folded at,” (To Be Continued) The Star follow you. mall anywhere in only 60c a month, Including post Delivered by carrier in Se had always } m that was too cold in STAR in the summer faint mu {ble, shaking sobs. torn she sobbed. installments your vacation, attle, 60c @ month. MUDD ©1929 BY WEA SERVICE In. 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