The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-11-22
CUPID COMES MEDDLlNo.

The moving picture fiasco left Edith
feeling like a Gagged bird, exhausted
with Intellectual beating against bars.
Cudgel her brain as she might, turn
this way and that to find path into
financial freedom, she met failure
every time. Added to her sense OF
bafflement was the knowledge that
she had hurt her husbands pride and
wounded his feelings.
Daily, too, she read the dreary news
of war and want and the ever-soaring
cost of life's necessities. With the
added expense of her brothers main
tenance, the buying of school supplies
for the children and the incessant de-
mands of neighborhood clubs and pat
observation-disclosures organizations to
which local pride, If nothing more,
compelled her to contribute, Edith
Ferrol .waged an incessant battle
against debt.
Her brothers debt to the Fenns was
simply impossible to cancel. Edith's
heart sank as she realized how much
stronger Fate's rulings are than the
forces given us to fight with. Fright
ened at her dependency Edith shook
herself together, re solving to focus
mediate triumph Of Ned and Ned's
invention.
To boost up her spirits she went
down into Edgar's workshop where he
was putting the last touches to the
actual, finished water heater.
'Look-a-here, sis!" cried Ned en-
Enthusiastically as she came in, "she
works! In just one-half hour by your
Ingersoll you can ascend to the family
bathroom, turn the well-known tap and
behold-superheated fluid will gush
forth as by magic. In one month,
thirty days." added Edgar with a bow
of mock dignity marred by an imita-
ton stumble, your worthless young
brother will be raised from the ranks
of pitiless poverty to the attitudes Of
affluence"
Edith loved his antics. Her heart
lightened at his young enthusiasm.
Through his foolsihness and his ire
sponsible manner somehow his belief
in his own ability projected itself.
ooh, Ned, darling!" Edith pressed
her cheek against her brothers sturdy
shoulder, struggling to keep out of her
voice the mingled eagerness and anx-
iety she felt ooh, little brother, can
it really be true? Can l actually turn
on the"
The sound of footsteps and voices
upstairs interrupted her.
Where's all the folks. Kiddiekins?
Oh-down in Uncle Edgar's workshop?
Well. We'll pile right down." 1t was
Lii Blake interrogating little Jack Fer
rol; no mistaking Lils exuberant So
prano Come, Fay, dear-watch out
and don't stumble with those silly
high heels of yours"
The quick movement Ned Flowerton
made startled Edith, holding to his
muscular arm. One of those flashes
of insight or instinct or psychic sensi-
tiveness or whatever it is that causes
woman to feel thing a fact before
1t has been proved to be one revealed
to Edith Ferrol that sentimental at
tachment existed between her brother
and Lii Blake's frothy debutante niece,
Fay Summers. Her intuition was
strengthened when, a moment later,
Lii and the young woman hustled into
the cellar workroom to the accompani-
ment of effervescent chatter and hilar-
ity. Edith had vaguely known that
Miss Summers liked Ned But until
this moment she had regarded what
ever affair there was as sort of
harmless flapper romance, superficial
and fleeing.
The promptness with which Edgar
left his work, his hurry to roll down