The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-13
SYNOPSIS.

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- fessional part, made her long for the better things of life and when her mother left the city to rejoin her df- vorced husband, Julia become an as sistant to Miss Toland, wealthy but an eccentric philanthropist at her settle nent house.
 Max, meanwhile, had been con- stantly urging her to marry him, and the young nephew of Miss Toland, he shot himself, falling dead at her feet in the neighborhood 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 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-
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 Only Anna seemed real, and much a sorrow as 8 joy just now. To what heritage would the beautiful mysterious little personality unfold? What Of the swiftly coming time when she would ask questions?
 Julia turned to the little white capped, white coated figure. Anna had chewed a bonnet string to damp limpness: now she was saying ''Da!' in an alluring and provocative tone to lady praying nearby. The lady re- garded her with an unmoved eye, how ever, and Julia gathered her small daughter in her arms and went down to the motor car.
 At her mothers door she dismissed Chadwick for an hour or two of warmth and shelter, and, signing, went into the unaired dark hallway that smelled today of wet woolens and of a smoky kerosene wick, and retain ed as well it's old faint odour of car bOlic acid.
 CHAPTER VI.
 Julia found the family as usual in | the kitchen, and the kitchen as usual l dirty and close. Her old grandm other, 1 a little bent figure in a loose calico | wrapper, was rocking in a chair by | the stove. Julia's mother was help | less in a great wheeled chair, with | blankets and pillows care1essly dis | posed about her, and her eager eyes bright in a face chiselled by pain. Sit
  faced woman, with several front teeth missing, in whom Julia recognized her aunt, Mrs Torney. A girl of thir- teen, with her somewhat color1ess hair in untidy braids, and a flannel ban dage high about her throat, came at the sound of Julia's en- trance. This was Regina Torney.
 Well, it's Julia!" Mrs. Cox said. And the darlin' sweetie-you
 h h. er, Julia! How's them little hands?"
 She took the baby, and Julia kissed her mother and aunt, expecting to iraw from the former the usual long when she said:
 How are you, dear? How does the chair go?"
 But Mrs. Page surprised her by some new quality in her look and one, something poignantly touching md admirable. She was a thin little shadow of her former self, now, the 1 skin drawn tight and shining over 1er cheek bones, her almost useless hands resting on pillow in her lap. She wore a soiled dark wrapper, her . lark hair, still without a touch of gray, was in disorder, and her blan- xets and pillows were not clean. She 1 smiled at her daughter. h
 ''I declare, Ju, you do seem to bring he good fresh air in with you when { ,ver you come! Don't her cheeks look pretty, Regina? Why, I'm just about he same, Ju. Today's real bad day, i ,n account of the rain, but l had good night II
 She's had an awful week, Julia. She don't seem to get no better" s T was just saying that it almost , seems like she isn't going to get well; t just seems like it had got hold Of S leri" ,
 Julia sat down next to her mother, md laid her own warm young hand s 'ver the hand on the pillow 2
 'sWhat does the doctor say?" she sked, looking from one discourag ging z ace to another. 2
 "Oh. I don't know!'' Mrs. Page said. ' ighing, and old Mrs. Cox cackled out I shrill Doctors don't know nothing, I nywya!"
 ''EmeIine sent for me-" Mrs Tor t ey said in a sad droning voice. Mama just couldn't manage it, Julia; he's getting on; she can't do every hing So me and Regina gave up \ ne Oakland house, and we've been $ ere three weeks. We didn't want to f O it, Julia, but you couldn't blame t s if you'd read your Mamma's 'let- S er. Regina's going to work as soon S s she can, and help out!'
 Julia understood certain depreca- s 0ry ana apOlOSSlAC nOlS III IeI aunt 1 S oice to refer to the fact that the i, hotwen Street house was largely upported by Jim's generous month IT ' cheQue. and that in establishing T. erself and her youngest daughter here she more or less avowedly add z d one more burden to Julia's shoul- T CTS. d I'm glad you did, Auntie." she an 4ered cheerfully. Flows Muriel? l. Id where's Geraldine?" v "Geraldines at school" Mrs. Tor ey said mournfully. But Regina's s ot going to start in here. She done c wfulIy we'll in school. too, Julia, but, a S I say, she feels she ought to get Q ) work now. She's got an awful sore c lroat, too. MuriePs started the a ursfng course, but don't believe she c an go on with it, it's something fierce. l, il my children have weak stonachs; ne says the smell in the hospital h lakes her awfully sick. I don't feel Il