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

daughter of George Page. a ha
 drummer and his former saleslad
 quent quarrels between her mothe
 and father because of the former
 shiftless ways and matinee fal
 friends. At fourteen, Julia. growl
 mother lived a Gstless life. Emelin
 having divorced George years be
 fore. Julia was to be an actress ant
 her friends mostly of that profes
 sion. Mark RoSentha1 of the family
 on the floor above, had fallen in low
 with her.
 At tine home of Barbara Poland, (
 society girl whom she met at aI
 amateur play in which Julia had g
 professional part. she met Barbara's
 half-brother, Dr. James Studdiford
 and her aunt. Miss Poland, who had
 father being ill, her mother became
 feconciled to him and they went tc
 live on fruit ranch, leaving Julia
 with her grandmother. Max begged
 her to marry him but she put him
 off. Julia became an assistant to
 Miss Toland 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 in the ne1ghborhood house.
 (Coninued From Yesterday
 Julia turned as scarlet af is a whip had fallen across her face. She stared Af him for moment with fixed hor- Fified eyes. then crushed her letter together with a spasmodic gesture of the hands, and let it fall as she went b1indIy toward the bedroom door. Jim sat staring after her, puzzled at first, then with the red blood surging into his face. He dropped his cigarette and his newspaper, and for perhaps three minutes there was no sound in the apartment but the coffee bub- bling in the percolator, and the occa- sional clank of the radiator.
 Then Jim jumped up suddenly and Hung open the
 door of the bedroom. Julia was sit ting at her dressing table, one elbow resting upon it, and her head drop ped on her hand. She raised heavy eyes and looked at him.
 Don't be a fool, Ju,'' Jim said, so- 1icitous and impatient. "You know I didn't mean anything by that. wouldn't be such a cad. You know I wouldn't say a thing like that-I couldn't. Come on back and finish your coffee"
 But he did not kiss her; he did not put his arm about her; and Julia felt Curtously weary and cold as she came slowly back to her place. Jim imne- &fately lighted fresh cigarette, and began to rattle away somewhat ner- gously of his plans for the day. He was going over to the Oakland Hos pital to look at his man with the spine-better not try to meet for lunch But how about that Pacific Avenue house If Julia took the motor and stopped at the agents for the key, he would meet her there at four how about it?
 Agreed. Gosh! It was nearly ten o'clock, and Jim had to get out to the ChiIdren's Hospital before he went to Oakland. Julia had a quick kiss, and was advised to take good care of herself. Then Jim was gone, and she could fling her arm across the table and sob as if her heart would break
 Julia cried for a long time. Then she stopped reso1utely, and spent a fingers absently tracing the threads of the tablecIoth with a fork, her | thoughts flying.
 Presently she reused herself, te1e- l phoned Jirn's chauffeur and the agent 1 of the Pacific Avenue house, bathed | her reddened eyes, and inspected her 1 new furs, just home from the shop. Now and then her breast rose with a hong sigh, but she did not cry again
  cided soberly. Jim loves me to look pretty. And I must cheer up; he hates me to be blue! Who can lunch with, to cheer up7 Aunt Sanna! I'll get cold chicken and some cake, and go out to The A1exander!"
 So the outward signs of the storm were obnterated, and no one knew of the scar that Julia carried from that day in her heart Only a tiny. tiny f,vr@ 1f. $4 ir,I S,A | I and then with cold terror that even Into her Paradise the serpent could thrust his head, enough to prove. to her bitter satisfaction that there was 1 already something that Jina's money could not buy. . The furnishing of the Pacific Ave nue house proceeded apace-it was an eminently gratifying house to fur uish. and Jim and Julia almost wish 1 ed their laborS not so light. All rugs looked we'll on those beautiful floors; 7l1 pictures were at their best against the dull rich tones of the walls. Did { Mrs Studdiford like the soft blue cur aims in the library, or the dull gold, 'r the coffee-co1ored tapestry? Mrs. an exquisite little figure of s in & great Elizabethan { .hair of carved black oak. didn't real , y know; they were all so beautiful! I >hS "OnuerSo WHY tue D1ue "ouAuil pc lovely in the breakfast room, If i hey used the gold here? Then she . wouldn't use the English cretonne in / he breakfast room? Oh, yes, of l .ourse, she had forgotten the English i retonns! e At last it was all done, from the C ;wo stained little Roman marble g benches outside the front door, to the t sheets in the attic ce- r far closet The drawing-room had its i yrand piano. its great mahogany dav- q import facing the fire. its rich dark V tugs, it's subdued gleam of copper and rysta1. dull blue china and bright k snamel. The little reception room was c gay with yellow-gold silk and teak f wood; Jim's library was severly hand T lonre with its dark leather chairs and a 'ows of dark leather bindings. A dog h m guests could sit about the long oak a