The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-07
SYNOPSIS.

Quent Quarrels between her mother and father because of the former friends. At fourteen, Julia, grown exceedingly handsome, and her mother lived a Hstless life. Emeline having divorced george years be- fore Julia was to be an actress and her friends mostly of that profess sion Mark Rosenthal of the family on the floor above, had fallen in love with her.
 At the home of Barbara Poland, a society girl whom she met at an amateur play in which Julia had a professional part, she met Barbara.s 8 half-brother. Dr. James Studdiford, and her aunt, Miss Poland, who had established a settlement house. Her father being iH, her mother became reconciled to him and they went to live on a fruit ranch, leaving Julia with her grandmother Max begged her to marry him but she put him off. Julia became an assistant to Miss Poland at her neighborhood house and found a new life opening ford again through an accident to a child at the home. Mark again begged her to marry him: She refused him, and Jealous of Dr. Studdiford, he shot himself. falling dead at her feet in the neighp porhood house.
 (Coninued From Yesterday
 You had two?" Julia hazarded. The dowager gave her a surprised glance.
 T. me dear7 I had five-Rose there. that's Mrs. St. John, and Kate, you know hre? Mrs. Willis, and my boy that's in aCnada now. and the boy I lost, and LilIian-Lily we called her. che was only three. Diphtheria-''
 "Oh" Julia said. shocked.
 ''Yes, indeed, I thought it would break Colonel Thayer's heart" pur- sued Mrs. Thayer, flaming rega1ly, and watching the room. She was the ffrst-Lily would be nearly forty now! Look, Julia, who is that with Isabel Wallace? Who? Oh, yes. Mary Chaun- cey. See if you can see her husband anywhere I'd give a good deal to know if she came with him.'
 Mrs. Thayer," said Julia present. ". ''how long have you been com ing to the Brownings? %
 q? Oh since they were started, child There was 8 little group of us that used to dance round at each others houses, then some of the men got together and formed a little club Brownie was one of them. The Saunders used to como Ella was about eighteen, and Sally and Anna Poland, and the Harts, and the Kirk woods. Who's that with young Brice. Julia, me dear? Peter Coleman, is it?'
 Talking to MT. Carter, yes, that's MT. Coleman. He's a beautiful dan cer," said Julia
 Peter is? Yes. we'll, then, why don't you But you're not dancing, of course,' Mrs. Thayer said. There's Gordon James and his wife! Why Brownie ever let them in I don't An, Ella, how are you, dear?"
 Fine, thank you!" said the new conner, a magnificent woman of per haps forty, in a very beautiful gown How do you do. Mrs. Studdiford ?'' she added cordially, as she sat down. Dancing, surely?"
 Now she's got the best reason in the world for not dancing" said old Mrs. Thayer, with a protective motion af her fan
 "Oh-so?" Miss Saunders said. after a quick look of interrogation. Well, that's dutiful, isn't ft?" She raised her eyebrows, made a little grirnace, and laughed.
 Now, Ella, don't ye say anything wicked!" Mrs. Thayer warned her, and the fan was used to tap Miss Saunders sharply on her smooth, big arm
 'wfcked!" Miss Saunders said neg ligent1y, watching the dancers, "I think it's fine. I always said I'd have ten. Is Jim pleased ?'
 He's perfectly delighted-yes, Ju- lia assented suddenly feeling that this careless talk, in this bright, hot room, was not fair to the little one she all ready loved so dearly.
 'Is that Mrs. Brock or Vera" Mrs. Thayer asked. "I declare they look aIil1e!"
 That's Alice" Ella answered, after glance, don't you know that blue silk? They've got the Hazards with them"
 Gets worse every year. absolutely" the old lady declared. doesn't it. Ella? Emily here?"
 No, she wretched, poor kid. But Ken's here somewhere. There are the Geralds," Miss Saunders added, lean ing toward the old woman and sink ing her tone to a low murmur- Have you heard about Mason Gerald and Paula RilIings-oh, haven't you? Not about the car breaking down-haven' you? Well, my dear"
 Julia lost the story and sat watch ing the room, a vague little smile curving her lips, her blue eyes nov ing idly to and fro. She saw Mrs Tol- and come in with her two lovely Julia had had tea with them that afternoon at the hotel, where they would spend the night. The orchestra was silent just now, and
 
 room, a great brilliant circle. Some of the men were clapping their hands. all of them were laughing as they bent their sleek heads toward their partners, and all the girls were laugh 1 ing too, and talking animatedly as they raised wide-open eyes, Julia ad- mired the gowns: shining pink and cloudy pink, blue with lace and blue with spangles. white alone, and white l W ;h every color in the world; a yell | low and black gown that was indes- cribably dashing, and a yellow and black gown that somehow looked very fiat and dowdy. She noticed the Rip ley pearls on Miss Dolly Ripley's scrawny little neck, and that charm ing Isabel Wallace danced a good deal with her own handsome. shy young brothers. and seemed eager that they should enjoy what was evidently their first Browning. She studied the old faces, the hard faces. the faded faces, the painted cheeks and powdered ra ha read ha fra behind