Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1919-05-01

home" He turned to call a redcap
standing in solemn patience beside two
travelling bags and a bristling golf bag.
"Porter, take my things to the parcel
room and bring me the check"
"No," said Daphne, hastily. 81
mustn't! You mustn't! Really! I
mean it! Goodbye
She walked away so rapidly that he
could not follow her without unseemly
haste. She heard him call, sharply:
"Porter, never mind the parcel room.
Come along to the train"
Her success in escaping him was so
complete that she rather regretted it.
When she reached the apartment she
found Leila almost Frustrated from the
effects of her altruism and from the
fact that Bayard was in one of his
tantrums.
A special delivery letter had just
come from Dutilh's shop. 1t said that
Mr.. Dutilh was arriving from Paris
with his winter models, and since he
would have to pay a large sum at the
customs house it was regrettably nee
essary to beg Mr.. Kip to send by re-
turn mail a check for the inclosed bill,
which was long past due.
And now the briefly adjourned laws
OF finance were ~reassembled. Leila's
short reign was over; her extravaganza
had again found her out and demanded
punishment. The gown she had bought,
and was asked to pay for, had been
worn shabby, danced to shreds in
Newport. But the bill was as bright
as ever.
Bayard was so tagged with his
weeks of encouragement that he was
as irascible as a veteran of the govt
whose toe has been stepped on. when
Daphne walked in he was denouncing
Leila in excellent form. He used
Daphne as a further club.
"My poor sister SEM back the gown
she bought! But you-you bought
more!'
Daphne realized how much this
would endear her to Leila and she
took immediate flight. She found the
Chivvises in a state of tension. Mr..
Chivvis was not usually home before
half-past six. Daphne felt an omen in
the way they looked at her when they
acknowledged her entrance.
She went to her room in a state of
foreboding misery. She had not paid
her board for several weeks. She had
not mentioned the fact to Mrs. Chivvis,
nor Mrs. Chivvis to her, though the
nonpayment of a board bill is n of
the self-evident truths that landladies
usually discuss with freedom.
A few minutes later Mrs. Chivvis
tapped on the door, her thimble max
ing a sharp clack. She brought her
sewing with her and sewed as she
said: MAY I sit down a moment?
Thank you" She kept her eyes on the
seam while she talked.
swell, Miss Kip, the war has reach
ed us also at last. My husband lost
his position today"
"Yes? Oh, how horriblel !" Daphne
gasped, with double sincerity.
"The Office was closed unexpectedly
by IN involuntary petition in bankrupt
cy. His salary was not paid last week
nor this, and-well-we don't want
to inconvenience you, but"
81 understand" said Daphne. "Ill
give you what / can"
She took her poor little wealth from
her handbag. She had paid ten of the
fifty to the photographer as a deposit.
She gave Mrs. Chivvis twenty-five dol
lars, and promised her MORE.
Mrs. Chivvis was very grateful and
went down the hall, smiling q little
over her seam.
Clay called that evening. He was
exhausted with a day of tramping the
town, looking for work. He was too
weary to talk and he fell asleep twice
during one of Mr.. Chivvis' common
taries on the probable effects of the
imminent capture of Paris by the ir-
resistible Germans. The French gov
eminent had already moved to Bor-
deaux and But Clay had read it all
in a dozen different newspapers, and
he passed away.
Daphne was restless. Mr.. Chivvis
was on her nerves. Clay was moi
pretty, asleep, sitting with his jaw
dropped and his hands hanging down
palms forward, like an apes. She was
enjoying another Of the o of man
rage without its privileges.
The Chivvises began to yawn, ant
Mrs. Chivvis finally babe the startled
Clay "Good evening" She had beer
brought up to believe that 1t was in
delicate for a woman to bid a mar
Goodnight"
Clay, left alone with Daphne, at
tempted a drowsy caress, but she fel
insulted and she snapped at him:
"If you're only walking in your sleeI
you'd better walk yourself out of herr
and 60 to bed"
His apology was incoherent and sh'
was Indignantly curt with him at tn
door. She went to her room and sa
at the window, staring down at tn
dark swarm Of watchers before tn
bulletin boards.
She had told her brother that sh
ID not have to starve or sin, becaus
she had a father. a brother, a love
10 urntecf her frnm vnnf And mn,