Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-01-26
JUDY'S MAN
Washington's Social Whirl and Official Life Are the
Background of This Fascinating Love Story.
By HELEN BERGER.
Copyright. 1877. bv the Penn Pubhsatae Co.
By HELEN BERGER.


Honey? What is it," Judy cried,
running toward her swiftly.
"Dabs"' Honey said through stiff
lips. "Dabs"'
What about Dabs? What is it?''
Hos" Honey paused, tried to
frame a word, bat made no sound.
Then she tried again: 'Iie's-dead"
'Oh, Honey Judy put up her
hands as though to avert a blow, way
cred little where she stood. Not
Dabs! Not Dabs"
Honey looked at her coldly. Don't
scream she said in a hard voice.
What is it to your"
He was my fatherw Judy cried
through her tears.
And he was my husband, my lovert'
Honey told her proudly, and she turned
and swept past Judy toward her
room.
"Oh, Honey, don't lock the door"
Judy begged. Don't shut me out.
can't bear It alone"'
II shall have to bear 1t alone
Honey said. and her voice was still
very hard and cold. But she did not
lock her door Instead she went over
and sat down on the stool before her
easel, her hands clasped loosely before
her. Judy stared in at her, through
a veil of tears.
Suddenly Honey reached out and
picked up q big brush and dipped ii on
a nearby palette. And she smeared
the brush across the big canvas be-
fore her.
1t was black paint and it made wide
black marks across the soft colors
of the picture She stared at her work
her lips narrowed. Then she leaned
over and picked up the thin knife she
used for scraping the palette and with
three swift strokes she had slit the
canvas wide,
ooh, Honey" Judy cried wildly
What are you doing? What have
you done?"
IN never paint again." Honey said
fatty. Never And she flung the
knife from her, and it ratified down
in a corner of the room.
And at last she gave way. She sud
denly bent over till her lovely blonde
head rested upon her knees. And she
cried, heavily, hopelessly.
Hell never come back any morew
she cried. ''I'll never hear his voice.
I'll never see his smile! l can't bear
it! ] can't bear it,"
Judy came to her, put her arms
around her, but Honey put her arms
to one side and Strengthened herself
Please leave me alone she sa ii
with "A childish sort of dignity
Please go away and leave me alone"
And because Of certain note of real
agony under the dignity Jude stole
away to cry in her own room.
Somehow the long day dragged by.
Judy made a valiant effort to see that
things moved along their accustomed
channels, but it was no use. Honey
would not eat, and Judy could not
lad > f,tar
dreadful afternoon. The small, noisy
clock licked away happily on the man
telshelf just as though everything was
the same. In her room Judy could
hear nothing of Honey. Now and
again she stole. to Honey's door and
peeped in. Sometimes Honey lay
stretched across her bed, sometimes
she was up, staring out of the window
Never once did she give acknowledge
ment of Judy's presence.
She came out to sit at the table
while Judy served the dinner she had
labored over, but not mouthful did
Honey touch. She came out into the
kitchen and helped Judy with the
dishes. When the last dish towel was
hung away she followed Judy into the
crowded living room.
Shall l turn on the Light" Judy
asked her.
NO"
They sat down. each by an open
window. The noises of the city came
mp 10 them like the STRINGS Of a rest
less beast turning and twisting in its
cage,
Suddenly Judy leaned forward, laid
her hand on Honey's. I'VE can't go
on like thisn' she said urgently.
"Yop've got to let me in where you're
suffering HOnav"'
Honey's voice was fiat. II cantp'
she said. at is as if / had been
frozen, / can't feel anything but my
own pain. | can't even be sorry for
you, Jude" Her voice died away
Presently there came a little pause
in the noise OF traffic. And in the
silence there rose IA sound that caught
Judys breath on the intake of sob.
Long, slow. beautiful notes, falling
on the air like a benediction! Taps
Played by some trumpeter across the
restless city. Perhaps a man practic-
ing. Perhaps from some camp. But