Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1921-07-14


ms, ss thss ats al clasisl made by a
great chef.
| Listen TO the music" was all EVE
would say.
The next aleoye 60 theirs was oc-
eupied by another couple-the man
was in immaculate evening clothes
and the girl was very lovely In a soft
pale pink crepe de chine frock. Her
dark hair was knOtted low on her
neck and the curve of hair over her
ears was alEuring The man thought
so. and leaning over touched one pink
ear of his wife.
Don't do that, Norton" she pouted,
and her dark eyes were stormy.
The man drew back and a worried
frown creased his brow. "Stil griey-
ing about the new car. dearT' he
asked.
mo grieving-I simply detest you
for your meanneSs." she declared IN a
low, passionate tone.
-Detest me. because of n motorcar.
when you have four!"
Il particularly want one like Sara's
you can AFFORD Ii. Norton"
81 am ashamed To own four cars
when am unable TO pay some OF my
office help the higher wages demanded
by increased cost of living. ] am firm
about that" he ended decidedly.
Come, let US choose something to
eat; the man is waiting.>
She poutingly selected the most
expensive dishes on the menu. She
had been a spoiled child. she was "a
spoiled wife, ard she had learned to
obtain what she wanted by trading
upon the love OF those who worshiped
her. This new tone OF her indulgent
husband puzzled her. and she was not
yet touched by the troubles of his Of
flee employees.
The cost of the supper she chose
would have supported moderate
family for a month. When they were
alone the man spoke little YEARLY:
Il thought you really loved me.
Alice"
She stared at him curiously. her
costly furs falling hack from her white
shoulders and framing her pale. lovely
dress and cleaning Jewels. ~ do love
you. Norton" she declared
"In some ways you do-when you
get what you want" and the bitter
ness In his tone shocked her. There
was no love In that voice.
A soft, clear voice was speaking In
the next alcOve, and they both listened.
Tommy. darling. this has been the
most gorgeous supper I ever had" said
the voice.
"Pouf! Omelet-ice cream - and
ginger ale" scOffed Tommy Deane's
adOring young voice.
YES, dear--but you can't afford
that In a place like this-I know your
salary-and they charge frightfully in
here-and this Is the very last time
but shall remember II alwaysl Be
cause Of Mr.. FOrman's stingIness-I
must say II, TOmmy-because he Is
mean-we Will have to scrimp and
save whole lot, but he can't help our
loving each other-and being happy
oNNoAhAhS ~ Nilhl we Gun ulIDTu. bur
honeymoon shall be the cheapest,
shortest one possible. We are marry
Ing for love. Tommy Deane, and we
must build up n home and take our
pleasures little by lIttle-strIng them
along like priceless Jewels In the
sober chain Of day by day" Ewes
voice was very tender as her lover
held the plain serge coat OF the price
less Jewel he had won.
When they had gone. Norton For
man and his wife looked at each 9th
er with long probing glances. That
voice belongs to my bOOkkeeper, Tom
my Deane." said Norton at last, "and
the girl Is Eva Blake, one Of our
stenographers. They have been en-
gagged a long time. I wanted to raise
his salary. but"
Alice put her warm little hands on
his and her eyes were soft. I'VE will
do that together. Norton. We can do
with two cars-the large one, and the
runabout for you-and they must have
the incest honeymoon possible, be-
cause they are such dears-and be-
cause they have showed me the way"
she added gently.