Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-08-15
"When a Girl
Marries "
A New. Romantic Serial
Dealing With the Absorb
ing Problems of a Girl
Wife.
By ANN Isle
CHAPTER VII
Copyright. 1918, by King Features
Syndicate, Inc.)

CHAPTER VII
Copyright, 1918, by King Features
Syndicate, Inc.)
Set back from a white-paved
crossroads corner in the heart of
Long Island there is q place called
Flower Dew Inn.
The name sounds as IL the place
were a little garden spot, white.
red-awninged and set in green
sward. In reality it's a great rum
bling structure Of lemon-colored
frame with porches and chimneys
of red brick tackled on at random
Three boys preside over the graveled
entrance and graciously grant you
permission to park your car some
where in the barren brown court
yard that blossoms only with auto
mobiles and their shining nickel and
enamel. Flower Dew Inn is the gay
est place on the island.
Feverishly, laughing like a child
playing hockey from school, Jim
turned in at the entrance. The hall
was crowded with people waiting
Tor places in the great, brick-pil-
Jared. brick-f1oored diningroom. The
place looked avaricious and cold-I
wondered how Jim could afford to
bring me there.
Just ahead of us stood a party of
four. There were two men in blue
serge coats and white fiannels that
looked as If they might cost more
than the suits the editors of Hal
danes wore down to the office. The
women were in billowy chiffons and
picturesque, f1oppy hats.
Suddenly the girl in blue turned.
Her wide eyes of corn-f1ower blue
widened stilt more between their
thick, light lashes. Her full red
lips pouted their way into an
amazed - delightful - smile that
brought out a spray of tiny dimples
at her mouth corners. She looked
like a very knowing little child.
It's jim! Jimmie himself-come
back to us!'r She called and darted
over to u.s.
a Challenge to Jim
A moment later she stood looking
up at my husband challengingly, her
head uptilted. her little body CULVER
ing She had two aspects-one, a
pleading, Don't hurt me" air; the
other, worldly, a gay little air of
impudence and indifference as to
what the people in her party might
think.
~ Evelyn" cried Jim-and 1 de-
tected a bit of annoyance in his tone.
The girl had caught his hands in
hers and was looking up with the
wistful air of a child who doesn t
want to be punished, though it
knows it has been very naughty.
When did you get back? Why
haven't 1 seen you? Are you still
angry with me, Jim?'
The blue eyes misted over, I was
sorry for the girl. Evidently Jim
had hurt her somehow.
Evelyn, l want you to meet my
wife " said lin cIlrflV Anne.
this is my friend, Evelyn Mason"
The girls face went pink all at
once and then paled, so that her
pouting red lips twisted out against
a frail background of white. But
she reached up and kissed me. We
were friends at once.
She insisted that we must sit with
her party. A moment later she was
presenting Jim's wife to Mr.. and
every one was congratulating Jim
and watching Miss Mason and me
with a puzzled air. In the dressing
room 1t was settled by Miss Mason
that she was Evelyn" to me and ]
ANNE" to her. AS we were going to
be friends we might as we'll start,
she said.
This is, Shelly's party-let's go
the limit" cried Miss Mason, when
we were puZZllHS out the OrQer.
She looked like an adorable paby
when she said it, and every one
laughed when she asked the waiter
whether Russian caviar or lobster
cocktails would do more to set the
proprietor up in business. Jim
looked uneasy. He frowned when
he heard Miss Mason call me Anne
! wondered why?
Sally Royce and Evelyn made a
lion of Jim and rallied the other