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The Washington times., 1923-07-09
Thrilling and Gripping Serial Of Married Life From the
Pen of Successful American
! Novelist.

permitted. This Must not be be-
fore II, Mrs. Jones decreed, but
the rest of the day until midnight,
and sometimes even later, was ur-
interruptedly his and Marjorie's.
They lunched at home or down.
town and roamed the city child.
ishly happy. They took the chug-
ging dummy train to the Cliff
House, wandered in Golden Gate
Park or went rowing on Straw
berry lake. On Saturday they at
tended the Reliance Stanford
game, and Philip was deeply
stirred by the old vigorous battle.
He almost forgot the girl beside
him in his enthusiastic roofing for
Reliance and roarsd his approval
every time Lansing tackled. He
saw Percy Hall, his old captain.
and left Marjorie to climb over
several rows OF benches to shake
him warmly by the hand. The
girl was cross with him when he
rejoined her. She declared he had
made her conspicuous, first by his
waving and "hollering," and then
in leaving her alone. At once he
was full of apologies, begging her
to forgive him, berating himself
for his stupidity. But Marjorie
was not in a forgiving mood and
sat sulkily silent, her red lips pout-
ing with disapproval. During the
latter half of the game, neither
spoke; and the contest he had
been enjoying so intensely was
spoiled for Philip. There were
still no words between them as
they left the field and walked
down Market street to keep an ap-
pointment with Constance and her
mother. Fortunately, Constance,
in whom Philip had found a
staunch ally, was waiting for
them alone. One look was suffi-
cient for her quick perception.
Dining Out.
Frozen faces! Amt
you terrible! Have you
both swallowed poison?
Put your hand where 1t hurts,
Margie"'
They both laughed at this,
Philip with eager relief. Con.
stanct offered to turn her back
while they kissed and made up"
When the square figure of Mrs.
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Novelist.

Mr.. James B. Mulligan was gen.
eral manager, to have his expecta-
tions realized.
There's no vacancy now, Mr..
Baldwin," said fat Mr.. Mulligan,
but we'll give you a chance to
make a place for yourself here
whenever you're ready to begin"
Fired With Enthusiasm.
Seventy-five dollars a month
was not as much as he had hoped
to receive, but Philip. fired with
enthusiasm, told himself 1t was
only q start and he wanted moth
ing more. It allowed time to fin.
ish up his work on the ranch and
gave him something definite on
which to plan.
He met an acquaintance Of his
college days in Mulligan's office, a
smiling, fresh-faced youth, named
Wilbur Lansing, who had been a
star end on the football team. He
had always liked Lansing for his
brisk, lively manner. his happy,
eager disposition. They had only
a chance to shake hands as Philip
passed Lansing's desk, but they
made an appointment to meet at
the Richelieu, one of the famous
flamboyant saloons Of the day, at
the confluence Of Market and
Kearny streets. At o'clock they
spent a pleasant half hour to.
gether, over beer and enchilladas,
talking Of mutual friends and Of
football.
Lansing had graduated from
Berkeley the summer of Philips
last months at the university. He
was still a football Enthusiast, had
Joined the Reliance Athletic Club
and played end on the Reliance
team. There was to be a game
against the Stanford eleven the
following Saturday at Central
Park and Philip promised to come
and bring Marjorie. He was
drawn to this friend Of his college
days, for he saw they would be
thrown together more or less init.
mately, in the insurance office,
and Lansing was anxious to give
the help Of which Philip stood in
need.
The week fled too rapidly.
Philip appeared at the Jones fiat
as early in the morning as he was
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Narrative of Compelling Interest by the Author Of Iht
Amateur" and "Salt, the Education Of
Griffith Adams"

flee and self-denial gladly given
that Marjorie might have what
she, herself, had been denied.
He was thinking how much finer
and bigger was Constance's love
for Marjorie than his own, when
the girl herself rejoined him. He
put his arm about her and drew
her to him tenderly, and, appar.
emily unmindful Of the fact she
had left him with unkindness. she
allowed him to kiss her, accept
ing the caress upon the side Of
the chin, fearful lest his clunisi.
ness should disarrange the 20.
guish tilt of her gay little hat.
Sweetheart, how soon do you
think you can come up to Vaca.
ville?" he begged. MA wants
you awfully much, and-and It
viii be pretty lonesome and rot.
ten for me without you."
Marjorie considered.
81 couldn't come this week or
next" she said thoughtfully.
But. Marjorien' Philips face
indicated his distress. I'm only
going to be up there four to five
weeks longer. I have to get down
here and start working just as
soon as can, so we can be
married. want you up at the
ranch for a while before I leave
there. Everyone wants to meet
and to know you. I won't be
there any more, you know, and
it's kind Of goodbye for me-"
To Be Continued Tomorrow
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TEA TABLE
DELIGHTS
BY LorettO C.. Lynch
A Recognized Authority on All
Matters Pertaining to House.
hold MANAGEMENT.

VIadArr rni,,,,"1 is SO refreshing st,.saans on
am b no - alike tea?
Whether it be served piping hot
or frigidly cold, one seems to feel
the need Of a bite to go with it.
The hostess who Is tired Of
seeing her masculine guests turn
aside the dainty crustless sand
wich, might try serving some
dainty tea biscuit. Some Of the
speciality shops are showing a
biscuit cutter a trifle less than
an inch and a half in diameter.
And the very smallness Of the
biscuit is the thing which at
tracts attention.
The following recipe will make
between two and three dozen
dainty biscuit depending, Of
course, upon the size Of the cut
ter and the thickness of which
the dough is patted out.
Sift the flour. Of this take two
level measuring cupfuls. Add
one-half level teaspoon Of salt and
four level teaspoons baking pow
der. Mix and sift several times.
With the tips Of the fingers rub
in two level teaspoons of but
ter until the mixture looks like
meal. With q knife cut in about
three-fourths cup milk, a little at
a time, unless the mass becomes a
soft dough, dry enough to be
handled.
Sift some flour on a board and
toss the dough on it. Pat it out
into a rectangle about three-quar-
ters Of an inch in thickness. Dip
cutter into flour each time before
cutting. Place biscuit on CREASED
pan close together. Brush over
the top with yolk Of egg mixed
with one tablespoon of cold water.
Let stand ten minutes. Then
bake In q quick oven about ten
minutes. Serve with butter or
jam.
This recipe may be varied by
eifting with the flour, baking
powder and salt, one-third cup of
powdered sugar. A few small
dry currents, or chopped nuts
may be worked into the mixture,
and the mixture moistened suffi-
GENTLY to be dropped from a
spoon. The addition of one
beaten egg 20 the milk used for
moistening will give a richec tea
cake.
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SUN FOR BABIES
PLAY OUT-OF-DOORS ESSENTIAL

; chase the finery and the other
artificial things merely made to
sell to those who are not thought
full to provide intelligently for
their boys and girls?
You cannot buy character for
your little one, he must grow 1t.
The price of wisdom here is prac-
tice on his part; and it is doing
those simple things and learning
to use those simple devices which
lie all about us in great abund.
ance.
Sand and sunlight, sticks and
stones, brooks and bushes, lawns
and lanes-and you as the leader
and the inspiration Of it all; that
is the substance Of a happy play
equipment for all the little ones
that may conveniently gather
about you.
The Washington times., 1923-07-09
By VIM. A. McKeever.
Noted Lecturer and Authority on
Educational and Sociological
Subjects.

Noted Lecturer and Authority on
Educational and Sociological
Subjects.
IF there is a single square
yard Of sunny ground about
- your place and you have a
baby. turn him out there to play
with the sunbeams and with a
pail Of sand.
There is nothing equal in value
for health. comfort and pleasure,
TO the warm sunny soil. And
q dash Of sand upon It adds to it's
virtues.
What is more, any mother may
have the blessing here commend
ed for her little one. The cost
and the trouble hre negligible.
Place the sand in a box. Supply a
spoon. spool, a can lid and a tin
plate. Vary the interest occa-
stonally with a can of water for
making mortar"
Parents who complain about
having no place for their little
ones to play are likely to reveal
their poverty Of thought and in
genuity. Gods great out of doors
L. literally filled with the rich ma
terials which serve to build child
character and will contribute to
the happiness Of the boys and
girls.
Indeed, we parents must learn
that the Great Abundance of
Heaven Is within the reach Of lis
all. The opportunity to think. to
have friends and relatives, to ex-
tend our sympathy and help to
tnose who need US, to poise and
feel the Divine Presence within
these are all ours for the taking
So with our children. To plav
with the sand and the sunbeams.
TO sport with the wind and the
water, to wonder at the hills and
the heavens, to fathom the dis
tance, the darkness-these are the
simple benign situations out of
which may come to children those
great truths as to the meaning of
our common existence.
Why, therefore, should we
whimper and whine about not hav.
ing the money with which to pur-
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Jones bore down upon them a few
minutes later, equanimity had
been restored. They dined at Tor.
toni's, a garish. noisy italian res
taurant on O'Farrell street. and
went to a variety snow at the Or
pheum in gay spirits.
There were other small differ.
ences between Philip and the girl.
Their occurrence distressed him
more than they did her. He saw
that she was accustomed to hav-
ing her own way, but he did
not mind giving in to her,
being anxious to please, but
sometimes 1t was perplexing to
discover his very amiability an
noyed her. She was not satisfied
when he gave in. He felt 1t was
something more than her own
way she wanted, but he could not
follow her further than that.
He suspected he often irritated
her, though he knew not how,
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NNE sultry summer after
noon Bobby, Bunny and
~ lay down on the grass be-
meath a spreading tree for a
snooze after lunch.
Look, Foxy Grandpa" said
Bobby. i've got a pillow here
all made to order"
And he had indeed, for his
curly head was pillowed on a lit
tie mound.
Bobby soon fell asleep, and I
was just doing off when Bunny
tugged at my sleeve. turned
over and looked in the direction
IN which he pointed. There, just
beyond Bobby's pillow, were two
little gray balls rolling along,
with five smaller balls after them.
What are they, Bunny?" I
whispered.
Mr.. and Mrs. Mole and the
five little moles," answered
Bunny.
Now that I've seen them, I'm
sure that Bobby's pillow is a
molehill, and when Bobby put his
head on it l suppose the poor lit
tie family thought the end Of the
world had come, and are moving
out. III run after them and see
If 1 can't ease their minds"
Or Bunny bounded, and in a
Few minutes returned with ex-
cltement showing in every whis-
ker.
i've got good news for you and
Bobby, Foxy Grandpa" he ex-
claimed. you know, you always
said that you wondered what a
molehill was like on the inside,
but you never wanted to disturb
one. Well, today's the day when
youn see just how Mr.. Mole
builds his house"
what do you mean, Bunny?"
When l overlook Mr.. Mole and
apologized for our causing a dis
turbance, he was most gentle
manly. He admitted that we had
startled him, but he also said
tnat they were intending to move
that day on account Of their fam
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OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
HE TELLS or A STRANGE HOME UNDER GROUND

: lily growing so much larger and
that Bobby's head humping on
the roof of their house had only
fastened their departure"
Tell me about your house,
Mr.. Mole I asked" continued
Bunny.
Would you like to see my
vacant house?" Mr.. Mole asked
politely.
"'Yes, indeed Bunny exclaim-
ed, and I would like to show
1t to- my friends, Foxy Grandpa
and Bobby. who are so interested
In animals.
Nov I'll tell you what to do
Mr.. Mole explained. You're a
good digger. Dig half Of the
mound away and then your
friends can see the plan of the
interior of my old home"
With that Bunny started to bur.
row and cleared away half of the
molehill and left the other half
as clean as you would slice an
apple In two. Bobby and I stood
Wide-eyed, for there we could
see distinctly two circular pas
sages-one at the bottom of the
mound and the other at the ton
and they were connected with
five upright passages which took
the place Of a staircase.
The lower circle was connect
ed with the outside world bv
a long straight passage. Inside.
there was a chamber like a globe
and the walls were polished bv
the little furry animals rubbing
against them.
But, look here, Bunny" said
"how do they get into that little
chamber"
"Oh," he said, they run into
that little. entrance and go up-
stairs before they go downstairs.
What a clever idea!' l said.
"Moles certainly believe in safety
first Any enemy would have a
hard time following them, that's
certain"
This has been a great day"
Bobby declared as we started
home.
The Washington times., 1923-07-09
By Charles G. Norris,
Author of Nation. Wide Reputation
and Writer Of Popular
Novels.

NOVeDs
~ HERE was also the vital
discussion of when they
should be married and
40 this depended entirely up
on Philips obtaining job
and the size Of his salary, he
set about seeking employment
ut once. He had come from Vaca-
willie with a letter Of introduction
from Dermot Phelan, the kindly
old village lawyer who attended
to all insurance matters for the
Baldwins. Philip had gone to him
and told him Of his plans and
hopes. Phelan was a family
friend Of many years standing
and had taken a special liking
to the older Baldwin boy in the
days when Philip and his brother
attended his small Sunday school
class in the little Episcopal
church. The old man had been
grimly amused and interested
and, as Philip had foreseen. prom
ised to help. Pheian placed a
great deal Of fire insurance
through San Francisco agencies
and was not without influence.
This may help you. Phil, or
& may not be worth the effort it
took to write it, but Jim Multi
gan and I were boys together in
Skibbereen. and I've sent
him a lot of business" The old
man scratched his white unshaven
chin and bit the end from his dry
cigar. Take it and good luck to
you"
Philip had known beforehand
he would meet with no difficulty
In obtaining work. This may
have been due to youthful assur-
ance or to a real faith in himself.
He liked men. was at ease In their
company, laughed loudly and read
fly at their thinnest humor, and
had the confidence Of knowing
they generally liked him in return.
1t was no great surprise to him,
therefore, when he walked into
the offices on lower California
street of the Colonial Insurance
and Indemnity Company. Of which
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And, Phil, she's crazy about you.
You're the only man she's ever
liked; there amt nobody else.
She's told me how much she
cares; know. Be little patient,
Phil,-she'll make good; she's
worth working for"
Philip squeezed her hand. He
grinned happily; her words lifted
a weight from his heart. He
warmed to Connie; he was aware
Of a great sympathy between
them; she was a fine girl and
had proven herself q good friend
to him, and would be a good
friend all his life.
Gosh, Connie!" he exclaimed
now. you're - you're simply
great; you understand
I'll-I'n be good to her; you see
If 1 don't"
He had an impulse to draw
Constance to him and kiss her, to
show his appreciation, but he hes
itated and the opportune moment
fled. She returned the pressure
Of his hand, and for a while they
sat so in the dusk, his hand in
hers. After a time she rose
briskly, with sudden resolution.
He watched her as she left the
room. The back Of her hand
flashed to her eye with a quick
motion as II she brushed a tear
away. He sensed something of
the yearning this homely, hard
working woman had for the
younger sister. the years Of sacri-
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when you're talking met Kitty Lee is marrying Davis
because she loves him. (Mr George: Rot 1t isn't
don't believe that Kits jealous Probably what's the
with her that she's rather lonely and therefore likely
be attracted by After ALL those three girls have
together Kitty should
she longer has her to play about with all the
MR. GEORGE As usual put the position the lowest
basis And first tell that
she's in love and sentimental then tell
that Ktys marrying she Is lonely So he isn't
affinity! The truth that marriage by capture trade
and that Kitty is marrying just to show she kill
Copyright by Kin
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WHEN DID TT
HAPPEN?

l. When did Lincoln begin his
political career?
z. When was Theodore Roose-
velt shot by an insane man?
8. When was the University Of
Louvain, in Belgium, founded?
4. When was the Augustan Age
Of France?
3. When did the great italian
painter. Raphael, begin his mas
terpiece, "The Transfiguration?"
ANSWERS to these queries will
be printed tomorrow.)
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one Of her playful shoves. A
look at his dark face, and at
once she was eager sympathy.
She coaxed his grievance out Of
him with a few quick questions,
and then pulled his large hand
into her lap and held it affec-
tionately.
MOtherly Advice.
"My dear Philip" she said in
a half whisper that Marjorie
might not overhear, don't worry
about little cut-ups. She's only
kid and she doesn't know any
better. Mamma and I have al
ways spoflt her. She wants a
piece Of the moon and we break
our necks to see she gets 1t.
She's like that. None of us in
this worlds perfect, Phil, and
when you're pickin' out a wife
you can't expect to get a good
one already made. Bein' a wife's
the hardest kind Of job; I know
it. And it takes learnin' and a
lot Of sense. They'll come along
fast enough, and Margiell learn.
Margie's got lots of good qualities,
Phil,-lots of 'em. Lord, don't I
know! What / haven't done
for that kid! But, Phil,
she's worth all I've ever DONE
and lot more. She don't
know anything about life; she's
only a kid. Wait till you get
married and she settles down.
She'll learn: she'll be a good wife.
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herself since her two sisters
both got engaged inside OF
three months. Kitty's jealous
Of them, and she justifies me
in saying that women will
marry anything that can crawl
when they're infected with
the marriage microbe.
MRS. GEORGE: You do
enjoy talking nonsense.
MR.. GEORGE: Do take
your thumb out Of your mouth
= when you speak.
MRS. GEORGE: / shan't II
don't want to. Why shouldn't
I put my thumb in my mouth
If Won keen vour nine in Yours
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ANSWERS
To Saturdays Questions.

1-Verdi's opera, "Rigoletto,"
was first produced in 1851.
2-Portugal became a republic
in October, 1910.
S-Mt. Mckinley was set aside
as a national park in 1917.
4-The French ocean liner Ia
Bourgogne" foundered after be-
ing hit by sailing vessel july
4, 1898.
o-President Andrew jackson
was shot by a wouldbe assa ssin
IN Washington, January %
1885.
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Waste Land in u. S. A.

THE Forest Service calls attention to the increasing
areas of unproducve land in the United States. The
sawmils denude four five million acres year, and
The Washington times., 1923-07-09
This Day in Our History

docks army, ;; 1775 near Fort Duquesne. He was
killed and the remnants of his force saved by George
Washington, serving with his auxiaries
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my stars"

my stars"
The complete phrase was my
stars and garters," and was
used by knights to swear to
the truth Of statement. The
stars and garters were a sign
OF knighthood. s.
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". L. George and His Wife
ACROSS THE BREAKFAST TABLE
Infectious Marriage
mr. GEORGE: Henry that little Kitty Lee is going
V to be married surprised that should have
Ava picked the far as there's
nothing to recommend him. twenty older than she Isl
he's not what you'd and he certainly
missed any chance OF that Kys been
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~ NE sultry summer after
noon Bobby, Bunny and I
~ lay down on the grass be-
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-09-20
OF ne Earth Earthv.

The lady had just lost her husband
and had gone to summer hotel to
rest. She often dreamed of her hus-
band and she would sometimes get up
In the middle of the night to see If
he WASN'T walking about. Any little
disturbance caused her to be fright
ened. One night mysterious raps
were heard on the wall Of the sum-
mer hotel.
"Great goodness" cried the fright
ened woman In room 13. Il wonder If
that could be my departed husbandT
"No," growled the man IN room IA,
'it's the people on the other floors
killing mosquitoes with their slippers"
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-09-20

mas-I thought we'd play games and
tell stories and teach Filibuster q
new trick and pop some corn. You
see. we'd have. an awful busy day,
just chuck full of pleasure"
Thad scrambled to his feet and ap-
preached her with reiteration. "We
want tree, Penzie. All of us wants
ore"
"Bless your sweet hearth" Mrs.
penfeld caught him into her arms and
kissed him; then set him down again.
''Now, children, I'll tell you how it's
bout a tree. This year we got heap
of things to buy. Amt one of you
got decent shoe, and Crink's got to
have a new suit, or he can't hold up
his head in school. Yes, know you'd
go without, but you got to remember
that Christmas is only one day, and life
is three hundred and sixty-fve of 'em
a year. Besides, we'll have the best
time"
Crink took a turn. Il think, Penzie,
mebbe 1 could rustic a tree"
my dear, it amt the tree; it's the
things to go on it. And it takes a good
while to save for extras"
With a spring, Lettie stepped up to
the front line. "Get away, babies y
she commanded, with a scornful wave
Of her arm "This is where we get
down to business. Now, Penzfe, dar-
ling, how much would it cost to get a
tree and ev rything- know-the
whole shooting match?"
Mrs. Penfeld considered. "You
mean a tree and trimmings and pres
ents-"
Eyes, and presents for everybody in
The Custard Cup" supplemented Let
tie. Everything swell-a big partyl"
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-09-20
The Custard Cup
florence Bingham Livingston
Copyright by George H. Doran Company


eyes, 1 had one" admitted Crink,
proud of the fact and yet regretful to
detract from the record of woe. Il
was with Penzie last year, and we
had pretty good time, but there
wasn't no tree. Seems as it," he
added, with a sidelong glance at Let
tie, "seems as if now there's three OF
US, we'd oughter have a tree" He
had the greatest faith in Lettie, hav-
ing seen her put through more than
one scheme that gave little promise
of success.
And Immediately she caught the in
evitable connection between three
children and the spreading branches
Of fir. She shook her black curls
violently. "We GOTTA" she declared.
Eyes, we GOTTA" echoed Crink, with
strengthened hope.
Boys, we're gonta," continued Let
tie vehemently.
eyes, we're gonta," chirruped Crink.
Were gonta," piped Thad joyously
whats the big plan, children?" in
CURED Mrs. Penfeld, coming in with
delicate blouse, freshly ironed,
which she adjusted on a newspaper
hanger tied to a line across the corner.
christmas !" exploded Lettie.
"Oh!" Mrs Penfield rested her
weight YEARLY on one foot and gave
the children look of troubled refec-
ton.
eve want a tree and presents and
evrything." explained Crink.
ooh, my dears!" The words were
heavy with distress. Then Mrs. Pen
field pulled herself together and be-
came expansiyely optimistic. I'll tell
you what l thought. been planning
that we'd have a fine day, and I'm
going to make us a grand bread pud-
ding Uncle Jerry brought us whole
sack of stale bread last night; he got
it to a bakery cheap, and I'm tickled
to death. I'm going to try out a lot
of it in the oven, and it'll keep for
weeks. Well have bread pudding and
Goldfish scallop and"
TT would make stufing," put in
Crink eagerly.
"In some families it would, Crink,
but we don't have nothing to stuff
except ourselves. But bout Christ