The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-18
SYNOPSIS.


 Julia Page, child of George Page,
 nat drummer and his former sales
 lady wife Emeline, grew up in an
 atmosphere of constant quarreling be- tween her mother and father. At IA Julia was planning to become an ac-
 tress, and Mark Rosenthal of the floor above had fallen in love with her.
 But contact with society girls in an amateur play in winch she had a pro- feSSionaI part, made her long for the
 better things of life and when her 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
 nent house.
 Max, meanwhile, had been con- stant1y urging her to marry him, and finally, jealous of Dr. Jim Studdiford, the young nephew of Miss Toland, he shot himself, falling dead at her feet in the neighb orhood house.
 Julia and Dr. Studdiford, some time later, became engaged but Julia con- fessed that 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 a great fayorite in San Francisco society. A chance meeting with one of Marks sisters brought old thoughts to Jim and he demanded to know if Mark were the man to whom Julia had given her self. When she admitted it, he brooded for days over the old mem ory.
 (Continued From Yesterday.)
 Five years of marriage had some what changed Barbara; she was thin ner, and freckled rather than rosy. and she wore her thick dark hair in a fashion Julia did not very much ad- Inire. Also she seemed to care less for dress than she once had done, even enough what she wore was always the handsomest of its kind. But she was an eagerly adnatring and most devot- ed wife. calmly assuming that the bronzed and silent Francis could do no wrong, and Julia thought she had never seen more charming and con scientiouS mother. Barbara, whose Husbands uncle was a lord, who had been presented at the English court, and whose mail was peppered with coats -of-arms, nursed her infant proudly and publicly, and was heard to mention to old friends-not always women either-social events that had occurred '.just before Geordie came" or when I was expecting Arthur" Her rather thin face would brighten to it's old beauty when Geordie and Arthur, stamping in, bare kneed and glowing, recounted to her the joys of Sausaito, and in evening dress she was quite magnificent, and somehow seemed more at ease than American women ever do. Her efficiency left even the capable Julia gasping and outdistanced. Barbara was equal to every claim husband, children, fam lily, and friends could make. She came down to an eight o'clock break fast, a chattering little son each side of her, announcing briskly that the tiny Malcolm had already had his bath. She started the little people on the days orderly round of work
 ,L.s 1@kf 1 chatting with her father; earned the i eternal affection by per sonally dusting the big drawing-room | and replacing the flowers; answered | the telephone in her pleasantly mod | ulated voice; faced her husband dur 1 ing his ten o'clock breakfast, and dis l cussed the foreign news with him in | a manner Julia thought extraordinar- lily clever; and at eleven came with | the baby into her mothers sunny | for little feminine | gossip over Malco1m'S second break I fast. Barbara never left a. note un- answered, no old friend was neglect ed; tea hour always found the shady side porch full of callers, children strayed from the candy on the centre table to the cakes near the teapot. the doctors collie lay panting in the doorway. Barbara's rich soft laugh. the new tones that her voice had gained in the past years, somehow everything Julia felt a vague new restlessness and discon- tent assail her at this contact with full and happy life. Per haps Barbara suspected it. for her generous inclusion of Julia. when plans of any sort were afoot, knew no limit. She won Anna's title heart with a thousand affectionate ad- loved to have the glowing beauty of the little girl as foil for her own dark-haired boys.
 you're so busy-and necessary md unself-conscious. Barbara" Julia said, you make other women seem such fools!'
 Ii was a heavenly July afternoon, and the two were following Richie 1 and the children down one of the roads above Mill Valley. who had acquired an Eng ishw onan's love of nursery pichics. mad lured her husband to join them .oday, and Julia had been pleasantly surprised to see how fatherly the was with his small boys. how willing to go for water and tie drag ,ing httle shoes laces. But presently he soldier grew restless, stared about him for a few moments. and finally decided to leave the ladies and chill lren to Richie'S escort, and walk to the summit of the mountain and $ back. as a means of working off some excess of energy and gaining an appetite for dinner. He apparently 1 lid not hear Barbara's warning not .o be late, and her entreaty to be careful, merely giving her stolid l glance in answer to these eager sug- ( yesticns, and remarking to the boys, who begged to accompany him lit le way: "Naow, naow, I tell you you ,arn't so don't make little arsses cf yourselves b1abbering abaout it!'' ls
 This, however, was taken in good part by his family; there was much waving of hands and many shouted good wishes as he walked rapidly out 1f hearing.
 Poor Francis. I hope he's going to anjoy his walk" Barbara said. as they started inorneward. ''He gets so bored put here in California"
 T wonder why?" Julia said, hiding