The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-01

I ternoon, but Mother hasn't been near | herr"
 'It seems too bad" Julia said | thoughtfully, when your father and
 mother are always so sweet!"
 '"There must be some reason for it, :" Barbara observed T suppose we were all spoiled as kids, with our l dancing schools and our dresses from Paris, and so now when we want things we oughtn't have we just take 'em, from habit! I remember a gov erness once. a nice enough little Da- nish woman, but Ned and I got to- gether and decided we wouldn't stand her, and Mother let her go. It seems funny now. Mother used to say that never in her life did she all low her children to want anything she could give them; but I'm not at all sure that's a very wise ideal!" 'Nor l." said Julia earnestly. Bar bara had parted and brushed her dark hair now, and as she gathered it back. the ruthless morning sunlight showed lines on her pretty face and faint cir cles about her eyes.
 Because life gets in and gives you whacks," Barbara presently pursued. you're going to want a lot of things you can't have before you get through. and it only makes it harder! Sally's s paying for her jump in the dark, poor old Ned is condemned to Yolo City and Eva for the rest of his life. and somehow Ted's the saddest of also confident and noisy and rich, boast ing about Bob's affection. buying everything she sees-and so young. somehow! As for me-" said Barbara. my only consolation is that nearly every family has one of me. and some have more-a nice-looking, we'll liked, well-dressed young woman, who has cost her parents an enor- nous amount of money, to get-no- where!"
 why, Lady Babbiel" Julie pro- tested. "It's not like you to talk sol
 Barbara patted the hand that had been laid upon her knee, and laugh ed.
 And the moral of that is, Ju,'' she said. eff YOU have children, don't spoil them! You've had horribly hard times, but they've given you some sense AS for Jim, he's an exception. It's a miracle he wasn't ruined-he wasn't!' And she gathered up her towels and brushes to go back into her room. "But I needn't tell you that, Julie!'' said she.
 'Ah, well, Jim!" Julia conceded, smiling.
 Jlrn 0aQ no Ol COuISS. Sl the fve-months wife sighed uncon- sciously as she went back to her room. Jim had the qualities that had now and then caused a faint little cloud to drift across Julie's life, but that sheer loyalty had kept her from de- fining, even in her inmost heart. Now this talk with Barbara had suddenly seemed to make them clear. Jim was spoiled was too harsh a word. But Jim wanted his own way, in little and big things-all the time. The world just now for Jim held only Julia What she wanted he wanted, and, at any cost, he would have. If her gown was not right for the special occa- sion, she should have a new gown; if the motor car was out of order, tele- phone for another; if the steward as- sured them that there was not another table in the dlning-room-tip him, tip everybody, make a scene, but see that the Reserved" card comes off some body's table, and that the Studdifords are seated their in triumph.
 At first Julia had only laughed at her lords masterful progress. It'was very funny to her to see how quick ly his money and his determination won him his way. A great deal of money was wasted, of course, but then, this was their honeymoon, and some day they would settle down and spend rationally. Jim, like all rich men, had an absolute faith in the power of gold. The hall maid must come in and hook Mrs. Studdiford's gown; oh, and would she be here at, say, one o'clock, when Mrs. Studdi- ford came home? She went off at twelve, eh? Well, what was it worth to her to stay on tonight, until one? hv @ l. ford had torn a lace gown and want ed 1t tomorrow; could the maid mend it and press it? She didn't think so? We'll, come, there must be somebody who would rush it through for Mrs. Studdiford? An, that was fine, thank you very much. that would do very nicely. Or perhaps it was a Ques- ton of theatre tickets, and Jim would stop his taXicab on Broadway at the theatres door. Here. boy! Boy, come here! Go up and ask him what his best for tonight are? There's a line of people waiting. eh?-well. go up and ask some fellow at the top of the line what it's worth to him to get two seats for me. Oh fine. Much obliged to you, sir. Thank you. And here-boyi
 Do you think the entire world cir c1es about you convenience. Jim ?'' Julia asked amusedly one day, after some such episode.
 Sure" he answered, grinning.
 Jim, you don't think you can go through life walking over people this way?"
 Why not, my good 1ady?'
 Well" said Julia gravely, some day you may find you want some thing you can't buy!"
 There ain't no such animal" Jim assured her cheerfully.
 Only a trif1ing cloud, after all, Julia assured herself hardily. But there was a constant little sensation of uneasi- ness In her heart. She tried to con- vince herself that the sweetness of his nature had not been undermined by this ability to indulge himself how ever fast his fancies shifted; she req soned that because so many good things were his he need not necessar- fly hold them in light esteem Yet the thought persisted that he knew neither his own mind nor his own heart;