The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-25
SYNOPSIS.

tween her mother and father At + Julia was planning to become an ac tress, and Mark Rosenthal of the flool above had fallen in love with her.
 But contact with society girls in ar amateur play in winch she had a pro- fessional part, made her long for the better things of life and when heI mother left the city to rejoin her di- vorced husband, Julia become an as sistant to Miss Poland, wealthy but an eccentric philanthropiSt at her settle Glent house.
 Max, meanwhile, had been con- stantly urging her to marry him, and finally. jealous of Dr. Jim Studdiford the young nephew of Miss Poland, he shot himself, falling dead at her feet in the neighborhood house.
 Julia and pr. Studdiford, some time later, became engaged but Julia con- fessed tha- she could not marry him because she had made a mistake in her life, before she was 5 years old. Jim was mortified but insisted that she marry him. As young Mrs. Studdi- ford Julia became great favorite in San Francisco society. A chance meeting with one of Marks sisters brought old thoughts to Jim and he man to whom Julia had given her self. When she admitted it. he 'brooded for days over the old mem Ory.
 (Continued From Yesterday) for just -that-the differences be- tween them! And you look back so differently on the mistakes you have made. I've always been too easy on the girls, and Ned, too, and Papa knew it, but he never reproached me- She wiped her eyes quietly. ''You must have had a sensible mother, Julie" she added, after q moment; you're such a wise little thing"
 ''I don't believe she was very wise' Julia said. smiling, 'any more than am, I may not make the mistakes with Anna that Mama made with r,e, but I'll make others, It's a sort of miracle to see her now, so brave and good and contented, after all the storms I remember
 Mrs. Poland did not speak for a few moments, then she said:
 Julie, Jim's like a son of my own to me. You'll forgive a fussy old woman. who loves her children, if she talks frankly to you7 Don't throw away all the future, dear. Not today-not tomorrow, perhaps, bat some time. when you can, forgive him! He's changed; he's not what he used to be-
 Tears were in Julia,s eyes. now; she slipped to her knees beside Mrs. Toland's chair. and they cried a lit tie together.
 'I came to see him" whispered Julia. 'Where IS he !
 He came in about fifteen minutes ago. He's packing. You know his
 Julia mounted the stairs slowly, noiseless1y. It was quite dark now throughout the airy, fragrant big halls, but a crack of light came from under Jim's door.
 She stood outside for a few long minutes, thrilling like a bride with sk.z x,I,@ ,-i-r to enter here; where Jim was, was her sanctuary against the world and its storms.
 She knocked, and Jim shouted "Come in!'' Julia opened the door and faced him across q room full of the disorder of packing. Jim was in his shirt sleeves, his hair rumpled and wild. She slipped inside the door, and shut it behind her. a most appealing figure in her black gown, with her uncovered bright hair 1oos- ened and softly framing her April face.
 "Jim.'' she said. her heart choking her, will you take Anna and me with you? I love you"
 There was time for no more. They were in each others arms, laugh ing crying, murmuring now and then an incoherent word. Julia clung to her husband like a storm-driven bird: | it seemed to her that her heart would | burst in it's ecstasy of content: if the big arms about her had crushed | breath from her body she would have | died uncaring. |
 Jim kissed her wet cheeks, her | tumbled hair. her red lips that so | willingly met his own. And when at | last the tears were dry, and they | could speak and could look at each | other. there was no need for words. | Jim sat on the couch, and Julia sat | on his knee, with one arm laid loose 1y about his neck in a fashion they had loved years ago, and what they said depended chiefly upon their eyes and the tones of their voice.
 "Oh, Jim-Jimi" Julia rested ner cheek against his. 'I have needed you !so!''
 Jim frightened an arm about her.
 T adore you,' he said simply, un- ashamed of his wet eyes. Do you love me?"
 To this Julia made no answer but 2 long sigh of utter content.
 Do you?" repeated Jim, after an interval.
 Does this look as if did ?" Julia not moving.
 Silence again, and then Jim said, with a great sigh:
 "On, Petty. what a long. long time."
 Thank God it's over!" said Julia softly.
 What made you do it, dear?" Jim asked presently, in the course of a long rambling talk At that Julia did straighten up, so that her eyes might meet his.
 Just seeing you-pray about it, Jim'' she said. her eyes filling again. although her lips were smiling. 'I thought that, this time. we would both pray, and that-even if there are troubles, Jim-we'd remember that hour in St. Charles's, and think how we Ionged for each other!"
 And resting her cheek against his, Julia began to cry with joy. and Jim clung to her. his own eyes brimning, and they were very happy.
 CHAPTER TX
 September daylight. watery and uncertain, and very different from