The Washington times., 1920-04-04

SO efYulgently upon the staid and hide
bound Philadelphia society. Jimmie
was in raptures. And the beauty OF
1t was that mot even a patrician damsel
to the manner born could have worn
those wonderful clothes, and draped
those marvellous jewels about her
slender throat, so becomingly, SO grace
fully, so naturally as could this former
chorus girl who, though she lived In
hall bedroom, had been taught ana
trained with infinite patience to lure
admiration from thousands OF masculine
and feminine eyes by that very grace OF
poise and daintiness which sets on TO
their best advantage q gown and jewel. IN
the latest mode.
No wonder there was q CLINT OF ex'
pectant triumph In the dark eyes OF one
who now was "Mrs. Jimmie Spear, nut
who had been Just Helen Of the chorus.
"She would show these fussy people
that she was capable Of taking her place
among them" And Jimmie" said to her:
"Helen. you're a stunner-youn knock
these old fossils cold" Jimmie" was
noted for saying things that way.
Then at" happened! Those dark, ex-
pressive eyes of the chorus girl flash like
angry diamonds even now, when she thinks
about 1t. 1t was the beginning OF the end
the end which is soon to be divorce WIN
some sensational disclosures.
= All that list Of persons with long-handled,
money-meaning, aristocratic sounding
names, came to the reception of the bride.
Limousines lined the blocks around the
town house, says Mrs. Spear. Some came,
even. who had not received cards. FASH
ionable clubs were deserted that afternoon
because their habitues put on their after
noon coats with the conventional lapel
flower, and gave their hats and sticks to
the door man at the Spear mansion. There
were no matinee parties, because all the
maids and matrons thronged to the Spear
drawing rooms.
Mr.. Jimmie" radiant, boyishly smiling
bis pride, stood at the foot OF the great
staircase. At his side, also radiant and
smiling her happiness, stood his beautiful,
blonde bride, in her most stunning AFTER
noon frock from Paris. with her husbands
wedding gift, rope Of pearls, ,draped down
from her throat One by one, and In
couples and trios, the fashionable callers
passed along to pay their respects. Among
the first was an old dowager, two pretty
daughters In her train. "Ah, Jimmie-so
glad you are home again; I am sending you
a card for tea tomorrow afternoon. You
must come. The girls will be so glad TO
have a chat with you" Then the dowager's
eyes, in response to a gesture from
Jimmie" passed to the figure at his side
the beautiful Mrs. Jimmie" "Ah, the new
Mrs. Spear, I believe? How do you do.
Come daughters, we are in the way. Let's
drop into the drawing room for momentP
Dowager and daughters, without even a
further nod, swept by.
The radiancy went out of the face OF the
bride Of the millionaire, The black eyes
snapped She wasn't a simpleton-the
chorus had taught her some things. She
knew that was a snub, cruel bitter,
deliberate snub. "Ah. the new Mrs. Spear
how do you do-come daughters!"
Another matron, with her daughter at
her side, swept up. "Awfully glad Jimmie
and all that sort OF thing, you know" said
the mother. "Hope u turns out all right
Is this Mrs. Spear? Indeed! Well-well
Come dear'-to her daughter-"we must
let the others come along" And she fol-
lowed the dowager, her daughter almost
openly giggling into the brides face.
SO they passed, one after another the
fashionable maids and matrons OF Philadel
phia society-"Jlmmie's" friends the
people among whom the young bride was
to live, those whom she was to entertain