The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-30
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The Story Of Julia Page-By Kathleen Norris

odours from bowls of flowers drifted about the house. Barbara, lovely in White, came to meet them.
 Come in, you poor things, you must be roasted! Jim, you're as red as a beet; go take a bathH' said Barbara. And Julia, Aunt Sanna is here, and she says that you're to lie down for not less than an hour. And there are some packages for you, so come up and lie down on my bed, and we'll open them!''
 Barbara, am so happy I think my heart will burst!' said Julia, ten min utes later, from Barbara's pillows
 Well, you ought to be, my good woman! Jim Studdiford-when he's sober-is as good a husband as you're likely to get!" said Barbara, laugh ing. "Now, look, Julia, here's a jam pot from the FowIers-Frederic Fow- lers-I call that decent of them! Janey, come in here and put this jam pot down on Julias 1isti And this heavy thing from the Penroses. hope to goodness it isn't more carvers!"
 It was Barbara who said later to Julia, in a confidential undertone:
 ''You know you've got to write per- sonal notes for every bit of this stuff, Julia right away? Lots of girls do it on their honeymoons."
 'WeH, I wanted to ask you, Bar bara: how do I sign myself to these people I've never seen: Yours truly ?"
 "Oh, heavens, no! Sincerely yours or Yours cordially and make 'em short. The shorter they are the smarter they are, remember that"
 And if I sign J. P. Studdiford, or Julia P. Studdiford-then oughtn't Mrs. J. N go in one corner?"
 ''Oh, no you poor webfoot. No. Just write a good splashy Julia Page Studdiford' all over the page; they'll know who you are fast enough!"
 Thanks said Julia shyly.
 You're welcome" Barbara said, smiling. Are you ready to go down s'T-
 After dinner the young Hollands, augmented by several young men, and by Julia and the doctor. all wandered out into the thick darkness, rejoicing in the return of summer. Sausalitos lanes were sweet with roses, lights shone out across the deep fresh green of gardens, and lights moved on the gently moving waters of the bay. A ferryboat, a mass of checkered bright ness, p1owed it's way from A1catraz- far off the city lay like a many stranded chain of glittering gems up- on the water. Julia and Doctor Stud djtord let the others go on without them, and sat together in the dim curve of the O'Conne1l seat, and the heartbreaking beauty of the night wrapped them both in a happiness so deep as to touch the borderland of pain.
 t'Was there ever such a night?" said little Julia Shall we ever be so hap py agafn?'
 Jim could not see her clearly, but he saw her bright soft eyes in the gloom, the simmer of her 1oosened hair, the little white-clad figure in the seats wide curve, and the crossed slim ankles. He put his arm about her, and she rested her head on his shouI- der.
 Don't say that, dar1ing!' said Jim. "'This is great, of course. But it's nothing to all the happy months and years that we'll belong to each other Nothing but death will ever come be- tween you and me, Julie!'
 tAnd I shouldn't be afraid of death," murmured Julia, staring up at the stars Strange -strange-strange that we all must go that way some day!" she unused
 .rWell. please God, we'll do some living first" Jim said, with healthy anticipation. "fWe'H go to New York and gad about, and go to Washing ton and Boston, and pick up thlngs@ here and there for the house, do you see? Then we'll come pdch heho eiAeN go to a hotel, and find a house and fix it up!"
 soThat'll be fun, said Julia.
 ''You bet your life it'll be fun! And then, my dear, we'll give some cork1ng dinners, and my beautiful wife will wear blue velvet, or white lace, or peachy silk--
 "Or all three together" the pros- pective wife suggested, with the flags of all nations in my hafr!"
 .eThen next year we'll visit Gr|"<4 christ, at Monterey, and go up to Ta- hoe" continued Jim, unru1tled- we could take some place in Ross--
 And then I will give a small anu se,ec+ nartv for one guest" said Julia "and board him, free, fd fifteen or twenty years--
 (Continued Tomorrow)