The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1917-02-21
The Story Of Julia Page
BY Kathleen Norris
Copyright, 1915, by Kathleen NOrris)

early IN July they ala start
homeward, but by so circuitous a
route and with such prolonged
stops at the famous hotels of Can
ada, that it was on a September
afternoon.-that they found them
selves taking the Toland house
hold by storm. And Julia thought
no experience in her travels so
sweet as this one; to be received
into the heart of the family.
Mrs. Toland twittered like the
happy mother of a cageful of ca
naries; and Julia, when they gath
cred about the fire after dinner,
took a low stool next to Miss To-
lands chair and rested a shoulder,
little-girl fashion, against the
Older woman's knee.
Tell me the news" begged
Julia. Flows The Alexander,
Aunt Sanna-how is Miss Striker
turning out?"
She's turned out" said Miss
Toland grimly. "She came to me
with her charts and rules, and oh,
she couldn't lie in bed after half
past six in the morning, and she
couldn't put off the sewing class,
and she would like to ask me not
to eat my breakfast after nine
lo'clock!"
Jim's great laugh burst out and
Julia asked demurely.
What on earth did you say?"
Say? l asked her il she knew
l built The Alexander, and sent
her packing!"
At ten o'clock the next mornin g
Julia, stepping from her bedrooms
French window to the wide sunny
porch saw Barbara sitting just out
side her own window, with mass
of hair spread to the sun.
Had breakfast" Barbara
smiled. Jim downstairs?"
"Oh, hours ago!" Julia said to
the first question, and to the sec
ond, "Jim's dressing. He's the
most impossible person to get
started in the morningl"
Come" Barbara said, 81
thought Jim had no faults"
We'll, he hasn't" Julia laugh
ed. Yet the five-month wife sigh
ed unconsciously as she went back
to her room. Jim had qualities
that had now and then caused a
faint little cloud to drift across
Julia's life.
Jim was-spoiled was too harsh
a word. But Jim wanted his own
way, in little things and big-all
the time. The world just now for
Jim held only Julia. What she
wanted, he wanted, and at any
cost, he would have. If her gown
was not right for the special occa-
sion, she would have a new gown;
IL the steward assumed them there
was not another table in the din
him, tip everybody.
make a scene but see that the Re
served" card comes off some
body's table, and the Studdifords
are seated there in triumph.
At first Julia had only laughed
at her lords masterful progress.
1t was very funny to her to see how
quickly his money and his deter
mination won him his way.
Jim, like all rich men, had an
absolute faith in the power of
gold. Perhaps it was a question
of theater tickets, and Jim would
stop his taxicab on Broadway at
the theater's door. Here, boy! Go
up and ask him what his best for
tonight are? There's a line of
people waiting, eh?-well, go up
and ask some fellow at the top of
the line what it's worth to him
to get two seats for me. Oh, fine.
Much obliged to you, sir. Thank
you. And here-boy!"
do you think the entire world
circles about your convenience,
Jim?" Julia asked amusedly one
day, after some such episode.
Sure" he answered grinning.
Jim, you don't think you can
go through life walking over peo-
pie this way?"
why not, my good LADY,"
WELL" said Julia gravely,
some day you may find you want
something you can't buy!"
There amt no such animal"
Jim assured her.
Continued i'm Our Next Issue.)