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The Washington times., 1928-03-28

but you want to work tonight
ana tomorrow"
"I've got to-"
she came up and put her hand
on his arm, turning her face to
his. She was almost as tall a.
he, and her warm, Swallowed eyes
now smiled into his.
"All right, big boy, you 90
ahead and work. I'll go home
and be lonely. You'll give me to-
morrow night, then, and no
strings to it?"
Tomorrow night, Nary"
She stood q moment gazing into
his eyes-wooing him.
He laughed and kissed her.
With her arms about his neck,
she asked casually: "Who was the
girl you were entertaining just
before me?"
Il wasn't ENTERTAINING any
girl"
"AlI right. Who was the girl
who was here with you just be-
fore I arrived?"
TN bite. Mary. Who was
she?"
ST saw a girl going down the
hall just as L came from the
elevator"
perhaps you saw Miss Marjorie
Green, the stenographer in the
next office"
do photographers work till
z o'clock on Saturday evening"?
Miss Brown was tipping till
then"
Mary regarded him narrowly:
"Saxon-you're not doublecrossing
me?"
why should II"
mo reason since things are as
they are between us!" She gave
a soft triumphant laugh, closing
her lips warmly on his. $50 much
until tomorrow"
He felt a vague disquiet. An
hour passed before he could re-
turn to his work.
Sunday night an appealing and
very gentle Mary sat opposite
Saxon at dinner. She reached
over and put her hand in mis-:
Been a long, hard grind, big boy.
You'll win, won't your"
''T doubt it,"
Her eyes widened: II thought
YOU were sure of it?''
Sure Of my hopes. About five
hundred other fellows for all l
know may be just as sure"
"Oh, well--it won't matter. Ii
you don't win this. you'll win
something else, Saxon-you'H
take a rest now, won't your
"I'H ease up a little"
Mary turned radiant soft eyes
on his-a young-girl eagerness on
her lips. She leaned a little to-
ward him and asked, haunting:
shall WEI"
WHAT"
Don't be stupid, love! Shall
we take that rest together-you
and II" -,
Meaning exactly what, Nary
She bit her lips in a sudden
swift anger. After a hot pause
she asked bitingly: Just what
are we waiting for? You're
finished with this prize affair.
The understanding was that
we'd get married the moment
you were through with that"
Whose understanding, Nary
"Oh. ours. / think >" yours
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NIGHTGOWNS
IN PARIS

Few Americans realize that your
true Parisienne has q high con-
tempt of pajamas. But that such
Is the case Is vouched Tor ny
Elene Foster, who Is in Paris OBJ
serving the spring fashions for
Delineator.
She SAYS in the April Delineator:
"As T. matter Of fact, the Partsienne
has never taken kindly to paJan1as
save for a lounge suit and, there
fore, little attention is paid to this
type of garment by the designers.
Night gowns are OF two types, the
sleeveless, low-necked, essentially
feminine variety, and the so-called
tailored style with long sleeves and
high neck and turned-over collar
and cuffs and a chemisette or
drawn work. AS for the trimming
OF these dainty garments, first OF
all comes lace. and this must De IN
a deep Acru shade and rather heavy
in character, the favorite being
Burano, which In very effective
owing to the tiny raised cord when
which outlines the design. The
finer varieties Of lace on the order
OF Valenciennes are no longer used
even by the less exclusive shops.
"One night gown by Jeany," she
says, might be worn az sport
frock in a. pinch, it is 40 trigly
tailored. There are bands of flne
drawn work across the hem ana
the tops of the little square pockets
and in blocks on the bodice. There
Is a wide panel of flat plaits in the
front, tucks on the shoulders
thanking the V neckline, and a mar
row belt"
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FPRV : A Story Of Wild Youth :: By ELENORE MEHERIN

and mine" said she, dropping
her lids quickly over flushed
accusing eyes. ST get my new
car tomorrow. we could jaunt
off in that"
The music OF the dance start
ing anew, Mary rose. reaching
her hand to him. She was an
intriguing dancer. She sang
softly in a sweet contralto.
She whispered with her cheek
to his: saxon. why do you wish
to put it Off"
"Why put it on?-That's the
question"
He felt her tremble--felt the
hard tensing of her form against
his. She said family: you're
testing. It's rather trying when
one isn't in the mood. But I sup
pose you're tired"
She tossed her head with a
soft. indulsent laugh. Wen
take up serious matters later"
Much 1ater!'
Suddenly as they were driving
home, Mary asked: "Saxon-are
we not to be married."
CHAPTER IL
Mary Eunice. in the coupe be.
side him, leaned forward and
amiably rouged her lips. I'D
like a direct answer, If you don't
mind"
ITO Re Continued Tomorrow
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room. She sat back on her heels
and watched her so In a1mazement
s'well. I certainly didn't expect
her to take the news so calmly,
shA said to herself. IT expected
her to kick up an awful rumpus."
But Mrs. Lexington was far
from calm, and very. very far
from taking the news calmly, as
Lily might have known II sne
had stopped to think. But she
was far too happy to do any
straight.line thinking herself. she
was caught up in a cloud OF sun
shiny happiness, from which she
saw such details as satin wedding
gowns and Tilted lovers as through
a golden mist. Even her mothers
misery did not mean very much
to her just then. Besides" she
thought dimly, "she wouldn't De
happy IL / married Staley ana
was wretched forever. after"
No, II was better for her mother
to rant and cry and threaten a
little bit now than it was for
her to be sorry later that she
he'd stopped her from marrying
the man of her choice. even
If he was poor man. Much
better.
"And money can't mean SO
much to me after all" Lily went
on thinking, as she packed three
tube.like dresses ard three sets
of silken undertakings into the
pale-Rray suitcase. "For don't
feel very blue about leaving every
thing behind and going to live
on bread and cheese and kisses.
But she never had tried bread
and cheese and kisses. She knew
nothing about proverty, never hav-
ing tasted that, either.
And she certainly did not know
herself! Most people don't until
they're down on their luck. She
never had been.
n \
Logging the two bags, she went
down the back stairs into the
ward. As she reached the back
porch the sound Of angry voices
came to her-ler mothers and
Pats. They were having a heated
argument, standing In the drive
way under the glare of the sun.
A few feet away from them
Agnes was watching them and
listening to them, eyes, ears and
mouth wide open.
Its the only fair thing to
dol? Lily caught the tail emo. oil
something her mother was saying.
"And I insist that you DO IT..
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III she had been q writer or q
poet she would have told herself
that what she wanted to be was
. common garden variety wife.
Common and gay as a yellow dan
delion or a sunflower.
But Lily was not even . great
reader. She had been too busy
all her life enjoying herself to
read about other peoples joys
and disappointments.
She only knew, in some vague
half-formed way, that the flowers
represented the life she was
leaving without q regret-with-
out single regret.
Even il I'm poor / reckon 1T
won't be so hard to bear--if ]
have Pat" she told herself, going
quietly down the back stairs or
the house.
But she knew nothing about
being poor. The only poverty
she had even seen was in pic
ture shows. And 30 she went
through the yard and up the
stairs to the room above the
garage Win the HEnLeSL nearL
that ever had stirred in her
breast.
She knocked on his door and
went in. She had made up her
mind, completely and happily.
at least
Pat was standing beside the
table In the middle Of the room
packing his suitcase. He glanced
up, startled. as Lily threw open
the door and stepped inside, shut
ting 1t behind her.
She stood there for a moment,
looking at him from under her
thick lashes-as unbelievably beau-
tiful a. magazine-cover portrait
OF q modern girl. Perfect from
the crown OF spun copper hair on
her head to the toes Of her pale
pink kid sports" shoes with
their high French heels.
Later on Pat was to learn that
al that breath taking loneliness
cost money-that' the bright hair
had to have treatments and
snannpoos every week, that the
ivory skin owed much Of its mat
Wilderness to certain pearl
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Cut in 4 sizes: s, 10, II and
IA years. A 12-year size requires
2% yards Of 39-inch material to-
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ing material for facing on col
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wise. Price 10c.
1921. Ladies' Dress.
Cut in sizes: SS, 40, AZ, A,
46. 4S, so and 81 inches bust
measure. A 44.inch size requires
az yards of 40-inch material
together with n yard of contrast
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Send 10 cents I'm silver or stamps
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Use no other address. Print name
and address plainly to insure prompt
delivery State number and size Of
pattern desired.
Send 10 cents in silver or stamps
for our uD-tO-date Spring and Sum-
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81 didn't say goodbye to him"
answered Lily, wide-eyed AZ an
innocent child. I'm not going to
say goodbye to him.
I'm going to say goodbye to you.
Mother, and to this house. I'm
leaving with Pat"
If she had struck her mother
a hard blow between the eyes she
could not have amazed or hurt
her more. Mrs. Lexington's
proud, cold face lost its look OF
pride and coldness In an instant.
1t SO, med to crumple up like a
withered flower. and her chin
shook like a child's chin when 1T
whimpers. The change was so
swift that it was like magic.
Her hands flew to her face.
pressing it hard as If she were
trying to hold it in shape--to
keep from breaking down and
sobbing. Tears Of shock sprang
LILLY! You don't mean it!
Tell me you don't mean this"
she begged. You mean you
want to marry that--that chaut.
feur?"
Lily nodded, and dragged her
pale-gray bags from the closet.
AS she bent down to do 1t, the
looped-up court-train Of her wed
ding dress brushed her face.
She took it from its hanger
and looked at it--not as ii 1t
belonged to her, but as If 1t
were some other girls bridal
gown of white satin and soft
lace and seed-pearl embroideries.
Mice, isn't it?" she said to
her mother, az IL she were speak
ing to q casual acquaintance.
a half hour before, when she
had stood in the little writing
room downstairs and begged her
mother to tell her what to do
about Pat France. she would
have been ready and willing to
take advice and orders.
She had felt young and helpless
and in need Of her mother
then.
But now she had made her own
decision-her decision to leave the
house and marry Pat France. Her
decision to set q whole town talk.
ing by Hitting one Of its wealthiest
bachelors almost at the alter, and
running away with . penniless
chauffeur.
She began to put her tortoise
shetland. gold toilet articles into
the smaller bag. As she did 1t, she
heard the Grip rustic Of her
mothers skirts as she left the
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Who'sYour Skinny
Friend, Ethel i?

Tell him to take McCoy's Tablets
for a few weeks and get enough
good healthy flesh on his bones to
look like a real man.
Tell him that the whole country
recognizes McCoy's as the one great
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Tell him that thousands Of men
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are now proud OF their well-knit,
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One thin woman put on Is pounds
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Mccoy takes all the risk-Read
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taking sixty cent boxes of Nc
Coy's Tablets or One Dollar boxes
any thin, underweight man or wom-
an doesn't gain at least pounds
and feel completely satisfied with
the marked improvement in health
your druggist Is authorized to re-
turn the purchase price.
The name McCoy's Cod Liver Oil
Tablets has been shortened-just
ask for McCoy's Tablets at Peoples
Drug Stores or any drug store in
America.
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house and up the back stairs to
her own room.
Her mother was waiting for
her, She was sitting in the win.
dow seat and in her hands she
held the padded hanger that had
held LiIy's orchid-and-pink dress
a few minutes before. Her eyes
were narrowed until they were
cleaning Sits in her face. and
one foot tapped the floor in
nervous anger.
"I didn't come in here to spy
on you, Lily" she said. But
Sarah MacCabe finished your
wedding dress this morning. to
the very last inch OF pearl EN-.
broidery, and brought it in
here to hang it up. Then
found this"-she waved the
hanger like a flag-'lying on the
closet floor. And here you are
in one OF your trousseau dresses!
Now, what did you put in on
for? Just to 60 to say good
bye to that chauffeur out. in the
garage!
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In This Story of Girl Torn Betwxt Two treat DESIRES
Beatrice Burton Has Woven Vibrant Serial
PuIsating With Romance

she doesn't know her own mind
You're simply sweeping her OF
her feet, and you know itEs 1Ae
brought her palms tosetner
Pats lips frightened. AL right.
have It your own way, Mrs. Lex.
ington," he said, with 4 politenees
thai did not hide his anger. But
~ IA wanted to sweep her from
her feet, could have done i
eteht weeks ago. And didn't.
There were times when wouldn't
let her get into my cab. When
+ lied to her--told her was busy
and drove away. But III do what
YOU ask me to, although ! think
it's a silly thing to ask
Lilv came up to him. He had
taken off his working clothes and
looked very handsome in a dark
blue suit and grey felt hat. lie
nut his arm around her.
"Your mother doesn't want ~
tn get married for "a hours, he
said. looking down at her lovely
flushed face pillowed on his
shoulder. Quite shameiessly she
raised it to him for . kiss before
she spoke.
why not?" she asked.
Mrs. Lexington was one OF thUB8.
India rubber people who car
bounce back instantly from any
shock, disappointment or failure,
And now she had q plan AL
ready for Lily and Pat.
II want you to wait Tor a
hours before you even ask for .
marriage license" she said.
want you to take plenty Of time
to think over what you're doing.
Then maybe you won't 40
Lily laughed. "Oh, wont L.
she was beginning scOrnfullys
when Pat stopped her.
cts a pretty good idea Of your
mothers Lily. Twenty-fOur hours
will give you q chance for some
sober thought, after all
So finally Lily promised to walt
for another day before she made
up her mind to become Mrs. Pat.
rick France.
But I'll not stay here" she
said firmly. ''I'll do my waiting
at your house, Pat. Because I'm
not going to change my mind,
you know"
Helping him with his suitcasee,
she went down the driveway, leav.
ing behind her all the comforts
and luxuries OF the house that
no longer seemed like home to
her.
She left them, and felt no pang
OF regret.
Under the noon.tide sun the
brown-shuttere house seemed t.
be taking a nap. It's shades were
halfdrawn. it's front door was
closed. The gate was closed.
and it squeaked drowsily on it,
hinges when Pat and Lily pushed
it open and went into the small
green yard.
There was a red-brick walk that
went around the house to the
kitchen door, and Pat, Carrying the
two suitcases, led the way to the
back of the house.
From the open windows Of the
kitchen came the sound Of 3
woman's voice singing My Old
Kentucky Home and Of wafer
running into a sink.
Go Be Continued Tomorrow
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the yard outside would not near
her you're not going without
me. Pat! / won't let you.--A
can't" -,
nut her arms around his neck.
She gave him kiss that was al
warmth and perfume ana SOY
sIlkAn lure. "If you don't take
me now, Pat, I'll never to nave
the courage to leave after you're
gone. I'll think you don't want
me. Truly, will"
Pat held her away from him,
his hard, brown fingers closed on
her wrists, his eyes on hers. You
Know what it means IL you 90
with me?" he asked. 1t means
hard work and cheap dress and
! tinv place to live in, doing AL
vour own work. Washing and
ironing and scrubbing and COOK
ing"
For a second Lily hesistated.
Not because she wasn't
sure that she loved him. She
knew she loved him. But she
was thinking of old Annie Her.
benek. the laundress. who diu the
Lexingtons' washing every week
She thought OF her hands, wink
led from water and soap suds,
and her sopping calico apron,
with the pockets full OF clothes
pins. She shuddered and looked
at her smooth pink-tipped fingers.
Could they become shriveled and
wrinkled like old Armies?
'rWell, I reckon / could do
even my own washing, Pat" she
WHISPERED, as she smiled UP at
him. "I wouldn't mind washing
your shirts, would II" She laid
her head against the snowy
pocket of the one he had on. She
could feel his heart beating I'M
der it, and she held him closer
to her. He seemed the most
precious and wonderful person in
the whole world.
Pat. / can't live IL you don't
take me-" she said solemnly, ana
meant it al she never had meant
anything before. If you don't
take me with you"
COMPARED with the way she
wanted him, she never really had
wanted anything before. All the
things she had had seemed less
than nothing to her in that mo-
ment when she was begging FAT
France to marry her. She barely
thought OF them, and she barely
thought Of Staley Drummond and
the suite he had engaged on a
French liner for June the fit
teenth. Nothing was
real to her but Pat, his hands
red-brOwn with sunburn, holding
her wrists, ana his heart beating
steadily Under the pocket Of his
shirt.
at feel like q thief" he said,
low in her ear, taking you away
from all this and giving you
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But deeper than this-far deeper
was the sense Of loss he now felt
as an acute physical loss. He
wanted her to be standing here at
the draughting board regarding
his work with that still intensity,
her whole face shining with I'M
derstanding.. He wanted to hear
her soft. excited murmurs.
He had always liked having her
here-radiant, comradely, inspir-
ing.
Suddenly he recalled her atti-
tude when his hand covered hers
and he reminded her that she
had once SO loved him. She ban
tered, but she had not raised her
eyes nor kept the husky Tilt from
her voice.
Did she care for him yet!
Could she care for him?
He was aware of heat, a surg
ing unrest He wanted her to
care for him; wanted this in
tensely. Different from all other
women--fearless, fiery, unassAil-
able. What an intoxication to
be loved by this new, aloof, tantal-
izing Jerry; have her come with
that passionate and beautiful de-
fiance and offer flame-sweet eyes
swimming with alteration to his.
He was lost in these fancies.
A hand was laid on his arm, a
whiff Of perfume in his face:
And l didn't tiptoe in, either!
Dreaming Of me. love?"
"Oh--I expected you eArlier-At
seven"
i've been here some five min
utes, old dear. You know / cant
bear to interrupt you. Besides, it
was fun watching the expression
on your face. Were you reasly
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; loving your work with those warm
looks? or waiting with wild i'm
patience for me?"
Interpret them to suit your
self. You win. anyway"
Then you were yearning for
mel How goes it? Are they fin
ished at lAst?'
They'll be finished tomorrow.
Another tomorrow. You prom
ised to end them today. And we'd
celebrate tonight. I'm all keyed
up for it..
Mary Eunice looked enchanting
in an evening dress OF sapphire
blue which her dropping sable coat
revealed, There were dark, Turing
shadows about her violet eyes.
But her full lips now took on a
penaive quiet and she began to
trace figures with her forefinger
on the draughting board.
She expected him to comfort
her; to apologize at the very
least to explain.
But he said: II didn't promise
anything of the kind. I couldn't"
"And If we go out to dinner and
to dance. you'll be impatient and
resentfuI the whole night"
IL will. I've no intention Of
going dancing tonight"
She gave him a sharp, challeng-
ing look. You're getting terribly
rude. It's a good thing this con.
test ENDS before your sweet ways
are entirely lost. Didn't you say
we'd ceJebrate when you were
finished?"
yes"
And didn't you expect to finish
the damn thing today?"
He laughed. THAT was my
hope"
ooh, well-there's no use quar-
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nothing but q lot Of hard work
and no fun at all. We
won't even have an automobile
unless can borrow one from
Roy every now end then"
Lily crinkled her nose up at
him and laughed. Her eyes
were starry with happiness. "Oh,
you foolish kidv' she said to him.
Don't you know that your pis.
ton ring is going to make US
rich? TIL have everything that
Staley Drummond's wife could
have in a few years, and I'll
have my own boy besides" She
kissed her own boy on the tip
of his cleft chin, and was smoth-
cred in his arms instantly, and
swept from her feet in wild
embrace that left them both
shaken and GREATNESS.
"I'll go and pack UP a few
things, toop' she told him after
a minute or two. And wen 90
right away. won't we?"
Still quivering and tingling
with excitement, she ran into the
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Get a small bottle of Ely's Cream
Balm from your druggist now.
Apply a little of this fragrant, an
tiseptic. healing cream in your
nostrils. 1t penetrates through
every air passage of the head,
soothes the inflamed or swollen
mucous membrane and relief comes
instantly.
It's just fine. Don't stay stuffed
Up with a cold or nasty catarrh.
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Nop Go On With The Story.

powder, and that the half-opened
coral lips were that particular
shade because of q small French
lipstick that costs 81 a stick and
does not last so very long.
Lily was very beautiful,
naturally, but money is an aid to
looks always nevertheless.
But he did not know all of
these things on that May morn
ing. and Lily seemed to him like
the very personificatiOn of the
springtime glory outside the
windows OF his room-part Of the
apple blossoms on q tree across
the road, part OF the sunshine,
part OF the green and the gold
and the blue Of May.
Pat. you're not goingp she
whispered 50 that Agnes. who
was hanging up dish towels in
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FIRST BOTTLE
HELPED her
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two little girls
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/ would get run
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sometimes so !
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/ would take the
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pound as q tonic
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after taking the first bottle. / found
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ommend your medicines to my friends
and / cannot speak too highly Of
them" --MRs. ANNA LouDERBAcK,
1907 S. Front Street, Phila., Pa
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man treat me the way you have.
You could at least say you're sorry
I'm disappointed. I stayed home
from q weekend just to be with
you"
I'm sorry about that-Mary."