Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1921-01-30

cause 1t had cost her mOfe-an0 Sne
had traded her iathsr-in,i.w W. GIT dtt, IN
ere they took their golden way to-
ward Coronado and wilder extrava'
gances
Wilfreds poor physical condition
forced upon him sedate way OF nv
Ing, He rested most Of the afternoon
and retired early at night. But to
Ethel he wis an easy boss: this to
her was his saving grace. In her, ex'
cellent clothes, which she wore Ven.
she was easily the most beautiful
some Of the ladies took pains to say
Society knew that she was . graduate
stenogfapher who. due to some ro-
mantle hokus.pocus. had married Bow
din for his money. But Harry krugg,
the polo player. and Shirley de Fon-
taine, the aviator. and Pontfus Cra-
ven, a gentlemn Of leisure, were din
clined to broad-mindedness in regards
to Ethel. She permitted their escort
to polo matches and. rather daringly
costumed. laughed with them on the
beach. And dancing! All the pent.up
veins at the drawl Of a fiddle or the
CLEAN Of neat slippers on. polished
floor. Also she had pretentfous kenneis
built near Harry Krugg's stables al
quarters for her troupe Of Belgian DO
lice dogs, at that time a novelty on
American SOIL
Naturally people made the most OF
the situation. Wasn't 1t pitiful the way
she was using the Bowdin boy! What
could be thinking Of. marrying that hat
any spirit? What did Bowdin. sr..
think Of all these goings-on? Pretty
scenes young Bowdin must be having
with his wife in the secrecy Of their
big suite on the second floor!
4 + + =
As q matter Of plain truth. there
"A were no scenes in the big suite
on the second floor. Wilfred was al
ways kind. humble and meek a. one
Of Ethers well broken dogs. 1t was
constantly a sort Of dog-like graft
tude for a tossed morsel or a pat on
"Etty"-he faced her solemnly-"do
iamityT
"caiamity!' She Strengthened up. :
He won't tell me what It 10. but
know by the look OF his letters that
we're nearly $4,000 behind our allow
"Why didn't you tell me that bs.
! fore ?" she aked rudely.
tas don't e 1 Ssas, you
think I'm q tight-wad."
II always have to beg for the least
little thingv she walled. and lost her
voice in q torrent Of childish sobs.
The crash came In early winter. 3u Just
with the first warnings Of the rainy
, season. Most Of the desirable young
men had gone long ago Tho sea look
! ed dreary and Ethel, dressing for dtn-
ner. had decided that 1t should be New
Wilfred burst into her room his face
terribly distorted. his body all. a.
what in the worlds hsppened-'
she asked. truly alarmed.
Busted" He choked as he said II
what do you mean!
She held him by the arm. or he
would have fallen. u
THE old mans put everything into
tho Jackpot. He tried to swing more
than he could carry. It's gone. Every
squeak"-he sank into q chair before
he could complete the information-'a
close squeak keeping out OF Jail"
"You mean there's nothing left-for
It was a selfish question. and she
| he appreciated Its selhshness.
"Our debts" he laughed bitterly.
Her first impulse was to run away.
In this crash had vanished tho one
beauty that had made him tolerable
to her. Then a curious shame over
| came her: and the thought OF a living
| common interest, now gently stirring.
reminded her Of the one thing they
were destined always to have together.
Cant we sell out" she asked, "and
manage it so as not to make any
| talk" $50
II haven't got stock or a bond to
my name" ne told her disconsolately.
I'VE depend on the old man for every
| stitch we wear. every crumb we eat"
Grossly. But I was thinking OF my
| jewels and our cars. We can sell
them. And then / ought to get some.
| thing for my gowns"
Wilbred sat all doubled up, rubbing
his forehead. t.A
"Etty!" he cried ut last, looking I'D,
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