The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-12-23

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 Not to speak to, Mom But and Emehne would lay down the little mirror in which she was studying her face-"but the Rosenthal children say that there's a man who's always and that once he gave Hannah"
 And so on and on. Mrs. Cox was readily convinced that George, repent ant. was unable to keep away from the neighborhood of his one and only love- Julia, dreaming over her thick cup of strong tea, granted only a po- lite, faintly weary smile to her moth- CTS romances. She knew how glad even one tenth of these f1attering sus- picions.
 A few weeks after Juda's long day of events with Arthar'is, with Carter chanoed to awaken one Saturday morning to a pleasant. undefined sensation that life was sweet. She thought of MT. Hazard, whom she ing. but not alone again. And she reflected with satisfaction that she knew her part of '+The Amazons'' perfectly, and so was ready for the little dream of the leading lady fail ing to appear on the great night, and of Julia herself in Lady Noeps art; of Julia subsequently adored and en-
 
 Hazard
 Julia had made an engagement with Mark for today, but the rehearsal plan must interfere. She wondered how she could send him word, and | finally decided to see him herself for a moment early in the afternoon. Mark. originally employed office 1 boy, pure and simple, had now made l himself a general handy man, refer- encet and filing clerk, in the big piano house of Pomeroy and Parke. He had all the good traits of his race, 1 and some of the traits that, without ] being wholly admirable holp a man | toward success. No Slur at himself 1 or his religion was keen enough to pierce Marks smiling armour Of phil | osopthy, no hours were too hard for | him. no work too nenfal for him to do cheerfully, nor too important for him to undertake confidently, A | his. Poverty had been his teacher, exile and deprivation. When other childnen were in school, repeating l mecha nically that many a little made | a niclSle, that genius was an infinite 1 ca pacity for taking pains, and that a 1 man has no handicaps but those of | his own making. Mark knew these l things, he knew that the great forces of life were no stronger than his own 1 two hands and that any work of any sort must bring him to his goal-the | goal of wealth and power and posi- 1 tion.
 1 He knew that his father was not | 50 clever as he was. and why. He l saw that his mother was worn out | with housework and child bearing. He did not idealida their home, where | father mother, and seven children 1 were crowded into four rooms, and | where of an evening the smell of cabbage soup and herrings, of soap | suds and hot irons on woolIen, of inl1y school books and rkarspiItng human l fty. mingled with the hot, oily breath of the lamp.
 | Va+ +J,So VJ,o food was good, if coarse, the bills
 were paid. the bank account grew. | Some day the girls would be married l he boys in good positions; sonae day the mother sh hould have a little ooun- I try house and 8 garden and the fath- ar come homo early to. snnc cke his Icipe%and prune his rose bushes. Not :. very brilliant future-no. But how brilliant to tf1e1l who could remem- I '2e- Russia!
 | (Continued Tomorrow.)