The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-06
The Story Of Julia Page-By Kathleen Norris
SYNOPSIS.


 The childhood of Julia Page
 daughter of George Page, a hat drummer and his former saleslady wire, Emeline, was narkd with fre- quent quarrels between her mother and father because of the formers shiftless ways and matinee far 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 profes- 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 haIf-brother. Dr. James Studdiford, and her aunt, Miss Poland, who had established settlement house. Her father being ii!, 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 assistant to Miss Poland at her neighborhood house and found a new life opening before her. Julia met Dr. Studdi- 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 an the neighborhood house.
 (Continued from Saturday.
 And now Jim approved, and Julia had to hide in the depth of her hurt soul the fact that she had never dreamed he could approve. However tired, he liked to come home to the necessity of immediately assuming evening dress, and going out into the night again. He and Julia held a cheerful conversation between their dressing-rooms as they dressed; later they chattered eagerly enough in the linn cuisine, Jim enthusiastic over his wife's gown, and risking a kiss on her bare shoulder when the car turned down a dark street. Jim, across a brilliant table, in strange house. did not seem to Julia to belong to her at alli but it was almost as if he found his wife more fascinating when the eyes of outsiders were upon her. and admired Julia in a ballroom more than he did when they had the lbary and the lamplight to themselves, at fome. ;
 They would come home together late and silent. Ellie would come in to help her lovely mistress out of the Spangled gown, to lift the glittering band from her bright hair. And be- cause of Ellie, and because Jim usu- ally was dressed and gone before she was up in the morning, Julia had a. loom to herself now. She would have much preferred to breakfast with her lord but Jim himself forbade it.
 No, no. no, Ju! It's not necessary, and you're much better off in bed That's the time for you to get little extra rest No human being can stand the whole season without making some rest up somehow! You'll see the girls begin to drop with nervous pros tration in January; Barbara used to fu ir1to And I won't have you getting pale. Just take things easy in the morning, and sleep as late you cani"
 Julia accepted the verdict mildly With the opening of her second win ter in San Francisco's most exclusive set, she had tried to analyze the whole situation, honestly putting her preju- dices one side, and attempting to get her husbands point of view. It was the harder because she had hoped to be to Jim just Kennedy Marbury was to Anthony, united by a thousand needs, little and big, by the memory of a thousand little comedies and tragedies. Kennedy, who worried about bills and who dreaded the com ing of the new baby. could stop mak- ing a pie to administer punishment and a lecture to her oldest son, stop again to answer the telephone, stop again to kiss her daughters little bumped nose, and yet find in her tired soul and body enough love and energy to put a pastry "A. NJ" on the top of her pie, to amuse the head of the house when he should cut into it that night.
 But this mixture of the ridiculous and the sublime was not for Julia. | And just Kennedy had adjusted herself to the life of a poor mans wife, so Julia must adjust herself to her own so different destiny.
 And adjust herself she did. Nobody | dreamed of the thoughts that went on | behind the beautiful blue eyes, mo- body found little Mrs. Studdiford any thing but charming. With that stead i, fast, serious resolution that had l marked her all her life, Julia set her | self to the study of gowns, of dinners, l of small talk She kept a slim little l brown Social Register on her dress | ing-tab1e, and bored over it at odd | moments; she listened attentively to | the chatter that went on all about | her. She drew infinitely less satisfac- l rion from the physical evidences of | her success-ner beauty, her wealth, | her handsome husband, and her popu- l 1arity-than any one of the women | who envied her might have done, yet | she did draw some satisfaction. loved | her pretty gowns, the freedom of | barred white neck and shoulders, the | atmosphere of perfumed drawing rooms and glittering dinner tables She wrote long letters to Barbara, was a. devoted godmother to Theo- dora Carleton's tiny son, loved to have Miss Poland with her for an occa- sional visit, and perhaps once a month went over to Sausalito. to spoil the old doctor with her affectionate their mother on the subject of the attentions. hold long conferences with girls love affairs. and fall into deep talks with Richie-perhaps the hap piest talks in her life, for Richie. whose mind and body had undergone for long years the exquisite discipline | of pain, was delightfully."- unexpected | in his views. and his whole lean, un- gainly frame vibrated with the eager joy of expressing them-
 Perhaps once a month, too, Julia