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particularly whether or not they
ever saw him again. He was
good-natured and quite intolerable
bore. He drank a great deal, and
1t made him talkative-unfor-
tunately. for he had nothing to
say.
He was fond or bridge. played
It atrociousIy, but fancied he
played 1t well. This was one Of
half dozen Authorizations about
himself which he cherished.
Others were that he was sig
nificant. that he was witty, that
he had the makings Of cham
pion golfer, that his wife ad.
mired him. IT.
He had several favorite express
sions, among them by the Lord
Harry and "Yes.sir-ee" And he
had several parlor tricks. Five,
in round numbers. One was q
sleight-of-hand performance with
a fifty cent piece. The other
four were card tricks which he
executed gravely on all occasions,
standing with eyes squeezed shut
while his victim, apathetic but
obedient, chose "any card, just
any card at ALL"
He said now, giving his tie a
final east-and.west tweak, Every.
body's here who's coming, aren't
they?'
II think So" said Irene. 81
never know"
She was, doing" her lashes
with a tiny backing brush, hold.
ing her mouth open a trifIe be.
cause she had somewhere read
thai IL you did you were not so
apt ITO get the brush In your
eye, She thought. for the hun.
dredth time. how strange this
was. and wondered II it could be
true, and il so. why. She even
gazed quizzically at the brush for
an instant, as though she con-
templated asking it.
Gays looking great, isn't She?"
Ted observed.
isn't she7" Irene echoed
warmly.
''Yes,sir-eew
"And poor Alan" Irene went on,
rubbing the brush on the ebony
cake vigorously, "Is sunk with.
out a bubble. / never saw a boy
SO smitten. He's worse than he
was before she went away, do
believe"
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the shriT1. high scream of sus
close beside her 'o-ooo.ooo.
Were terribly hurt"
She found herself laughing q
little. ii seemed such = silly
thing TO say. somehow. OF
course they were hurt.
Jack was bent over the steering
wheel, and his head rested on e.
He had not made q sound.
That was odd, she thought, 20
interested In. him that she did
not notice the crowd that was col
lecting an around them.
4 ''Sue-Jack,s badly hurt she
said and tried to make him
speak. But he didn't, and Sue
did not seem to realize that he
was badly injured She kept
crying and laughing and wiping
her eyes.
Lily turned to look out Of the
car, and then she saw how many
machines had appeared as IL by
magic. The road was fast filling
with people. and a little group OF
men were standing around the
other car--Or what was left Of il.
s.Hurt, ladies?" asked q mans
voice, ana the handle Of the door
beside Lily was opened by q
short stocky man whose eye
glasses tWfnkled in the light from
the arch lamp above them.
I'VE aren't. but the man with
us is,s Lily answered shakily.
wondering why she did not CRY.
II think we'd better have q doc.
tur--or rush him to hospital.
Sue seemed To wake out oK her
dare at that. Who? I'll aclx2
she asked, looking down at him
as IL she saw the first time some
thing was very wrong with him.
Then she began 70 whimper.
bending down close to see him
and touching him with her hands.
The man vanished. promising
To cali an ambulance right away.
Then. in about two minutes. he
came rushing back and offered
himself and his own car to take
Jack to the nearest hospital.
with the help Of some other
men who had stopped their cars
to see the wreck, he got poor
Jack into his own automobile.
Sue. At the last moment. climbed
In after them and Lily was LETT
alone with the car.
An ambulance came changing
up the road and the man who
had been driving the other car
was picked up from the ground
and taken away in II. The
crowd began to disperse.
what will I do with this ma
chine?'' Lily called out to .
man who passed close to her on
his way to q brOugham across the
way.
He came across the parkroad
to her. In the darkness she could
not see his face, but something
about him seemed to be curiously
familiar.
BETTER call the automobile
club" he answered "Or I will
send q tow car up for 1t II you
like. I'm in the garage busi-
ness"
Roy Jefferson. The minute he
spoke Lily knew who he was,
z & Is
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She turned. q slim, vivid. young
figure IN 1 tomato red coat and
hat that made her look more like
: gypsy than ever, and gave her
quick. boyiEl grin when she saw
/. them standing outside on the
lighted porch.
II was just going to call you
np. dariings she told them as abe
opened the door. And then her
solce dropped. Come along in,
and wen give you some inside dope.
But you're not to tell anyone"
she told them what her news
wAs en- vibrating whisper. Were
goang 70 be married tomorrow az.
fernoOn, and we want you to be
with us. No one eise-just the
four Of us. We aren't telling any-
one else.
She was radiant and sparkling
with happiness. and for a second
Lily almost hated her. Here. she
was. not only marrying the man
alIe loved to distraction. but sure
OF plenty Of money always. be-
sides. She never had had to make
the difficult choice that Lily had
. had to nake-whetter to marry
for money or for affection. Every
thing had come her way, and 1t
was smooth and easy and pleas
mt way.
I'VE were coming to get you
TO 20 out ard make a night Of 1t
somewhere" Lily told her, land
now wen have a real reason for
celebrating. won't WEI"
But Jack shook his head. He
had million and one things to
Z do before the next day, he said.
He couldn't go out and make a
night Of Il anywhere.
81 can't either" Sue added. 1--WE
got to pack up some clothes and
sneak them out Of the house. You
can help me. Lily. now that you're
here"
1t was no secret that the Gains
had forbidden Sue to marry Jack
Eastman until he was really earn.
Ing the money that he was paid
every week in his grandfather's
factory. and so far Jack. weak and
charming and ne'er-do-well had
shown no signs Of even trying to
earn IL.
Don't bother to pick up yeur
! things right now" Staley said. az
the two girls turned toward the
wide staircase that led to the uppAr
floor Of the house. "You CAN do
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ever had right here With him?
what could be sweeter. Ell? He
wanted 10 know, and Sue cOuIdn't
tell him.
day IN advance" he said TO her,
and for two hours Lily watched
him celebrate IL.
For two hours he never moved
from the Depths Of the big Sleepy.
hollow chair except when he
leaned forward to take another
glass or the Bourbon that he
had begun to drink with ginger
ale. or TO light q cigaret.
III he were anybody but Jack
Eastman, I'd worry about him.
Sue said when he finally sWayed
to his feet ana announced that
he was ready To 10 home at half
past niIie. But Jack always says
that the more he has had to
drink the better he can drive his
car and that's the unhOly fact. Z
iii 20 with yati." Lily told
her. getting up from her chair,
too.
NO, I'll take you" staley
interrupted. firmly.
But Lily was twice as firm IS
he was. She simply was not go
ing to be alone with Staley
DrlImmond that night to talk
things over seriously" as he said.
She was not ready TO talk things
over with him. First OF all. she
wanted to think them over her.
self. III she married
Staley, would al Of her evenings
be like this 0ne2 Either even
ings that she spent alone with
him. as she had spent the first
part Of it, or evenings spent
drinking and talking rubbish with
Sue and Jack Eastman or some
other couple or couples?
I'm going with Sue and
Jack she said again, positively.
''If you drive me home you
know wen talk for two or three
hours more and don't want
to. I'm tired. I was up early
this morning and I want to go
to bed"
she had risen at half past
eight, but that was early for her
these days. although It would
have been disgracefully late down
in the neighborhood OF the Jet
tersons and the France family.
And so--as usualahe had her
own way about 1T. She started
home with Sue and Jack.
How the accident happened Lily
never knew.
Even at the time she did not
realize how close the big car was
that turned into Montpelier road
from side street about two
blocks from Staley's street.
One moment its headlights
seemed to be far away. and the
next moment they were close to
her like giant eyes, binding her
as the car behind them rasched
into Jacks roadster.
There was a terrific thud, and
Lily felt as IL all her bones were
twisted tight together. and that
her head had been hit with .
sledge hammer. There was
sound Of spIintering glass and
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HERDS DEER
BY PLANE

Where wide uninhabited spaces
are to be covered, whether by a
preacher in Australia or q rein
deer herder in the arctic regions,
the airplans comes in handy.
Ralph LOmen, pioneer in the
thriving reindeer industry in
Alaska, in authority for the state.
ment that the plane has proved
very useful in the arctic regions.
His head herdsman using a plane
accomplished in two hours what
would have required seven herds.
men A week with ordinary meth
DDS, he said, but he did not ex.
plain just how the airman man.
aged.
Mr.. Lemon thinks there is a
great field in Canada for reindeer,
in spite Of the failure of efforts
20 far to get them going. He
declares there is room for 12,.
OOO. 900 deer in the northern
tundra.-The Pathfinder.
According to William Kinnan,
First Assistant Commissioner OF
Patents, tho basic inventions are
still largely the product of free
lance inventors. Obscure people
without wealth and not lnfre.
quently without schooling are still
transforming dreams into practical
cOntrivances.
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made her 90 blue and depressed.
After all, what difference did IL
make to her IL Pats marvellous
piston ring wasn't so marvellous az
he had said it was? How could 1t
affect her IT, IL did not sell-and IL
he went broke on II?
He was an through with her
just as She was through with him.
Ten cents for your thoughts,
Lily" Sue called out gayiy,
startling her from them. You
look as blue as indigo"
But no one could have called
Sue blue at that moment. She
was just starting to drink her Sec
ord glass OF the wine, and her
cheeks were flushed and her eyes
twinkled like winter stars.
'gThis was a great little idea OF
yours. Staley," she declared, turn
ing to him. Lets make a night
OF it, after all. Let's load
up with some TASKS and go out to
the new roadhouse called the Zulu
Hut. You know, they don't give
you any forks and you have to eat
chicken and waffles with your
hands. Come on, let's go!'
She had forgotten all about the
suitcase that she had been plan
ming to pack and to spirit out OF
the house. She was ready for fun
and plenty Of it-and the wilder 1t
was the better she was going to
like it, so she said, getting up to
90.
But Jack refused TO bulge.
What could be sweeter
than this, he asked. To sit here
In Staley's big. warm, comfortable
house, sunk deep in a cushioned
arm chair, with drinks at his ell
bow. and the three best nala q man
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ly. He whistled as his fingers
moved, a gentle whistle like
long sigh syncopated; somehow
the pursuing Of his lips made his
gray eyes look very round and
ingenious and young. His hair
was wet from his shower, but he
had not yet attacked It with
brushes and comb: 1t lay in tight
rudy kinks all over his head.
He would presently swear at these
kinks. He always did.
He was imposing. standing
there, his long straight legs IN
evening trousers planted wide
apart, his bare shoulders huge
and compact and bronzed with
summer swims, bulging from the
armholes of a tight white under
shirt. He was superb. He re-
minded you of things. Life
guards. Left tackles. Stokers
OF coal in mammoth furnaces.
Builders of nations. DISCOVERIES
of continents. The glistening,
ripping shoulders of the galley
slaves of old ..
Alan tucked his razor into its
VelVet-lined casket and strolled
across one of the twin beds, slept
Pierce Brown, his roommate for
the week end. Pierce slept ef-
ficiently but not attractively, on
his back with his mouth open.
He snored.
Hey" said Alan, and shook
him. Come tor
When after some three minutes
nj 90
nor promised by so much as the
bat of an eyeiash to do 50 in
due time. Alan lifted him up
bodily, bore him into the bath.
room, deposited him smartly in
the tub. and turned on the
shower.
Pierce came to, and was much
offended. He said, Dam it all,
you ash, I'm not right jush
tired" Even after his benefactor
had returned to the bedroom he
was to be heard plaintively, al"
most tearfully, protesting.
Alan whdstled as he finished
dressing. When I'm BY Your
Side as accompaniment to the
insertion Of shirt studs. Tell Me
What 1 Want to Be Told while
putting on the shirt. I Love
My Girl during the combat with
the collar. He was happy.
Everything combined to make
him happy.
There was this vacation: three
weeks in which to play, and sleep
late, and forget the advertising
business. There was this house
party; four days of ragtime roll
licking. There was Gay. Right
here, under this same roof, where
he could see her and touch her
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In This Story Of Girl Torn Betwxt Two Great Desires
Beatrice Burton Has Woven Vibrant Serial
Pusating With Romance

ana WIZ 49, srrs That he must
recognize heF. toc.
.IsII Cali fhs aut0mchile club.
thanks A3ie aaid ccldiys ana
when ~ WaS 9cne alse So out q
the ear and went BnSpsng hack -
StaIeyse hC111 tIaE0ugh TIE chilly
daFtDess
You are eoSng q taks me
home after allsS stSe aaid 20 him.
we've ~ inst been In ~ acei-
dent. .sAnA asls broke down. try
ing to tel him about Il. her
nerves shaken and shattered.
She cried herself 10 sleep that
night The accident. somehow,
just WAS the last straw after
miserable day.
I'm not a BIT happy, she sob
bed to herself. ri thought things
would be the way they were be-
fore I married Pat T But
they weren't. Everything was all
wrong, and even the people who
seemed so desirable, 80 enter
tanning, 80 funny last year,
seemed very stupid this year. n
some mysterious way life had
changed completely.
The next morning she awOixe
aching IN every bone
Her head felt aa big as the
dining room itself. as she sat at
the breakfast table. trying TO eat
and to answer all Of her moth
er's questions.
You're going to be killed. sure
as fate. IL you drive around with
that wild Jack Eastman, said
Mrs. Lexington" He's In the
hospitaI right now, but he'll for
get an about this when he's out
in a few days"
The front door bSH rang and
she went down the hail to answer
II. In q moment she came back,
and she was. beaming.
Behind her was Staley, also
beaming. and yet with q. look Of
strain around his mouth. i've
brought my lawyer. Myr0n Man
tom to see you about last night,
he said quietly. And about
that other matter, tooF'
What matter asked Lily.
knowing perfectly wei what be
meant BY what he said.
Staley sat down at the breakfast
table. pushing hack an egg-stained
plate and soiled napkin TO make
place Tor his pearl gray hat.
He was curiousIy out OF place I'm
the room that never had had q
really good cleaning since Lily had
been at home. For Mrs. Lexing-
ton, who was d born commander
and knew how to get plenty OF
work out OF everybody else, did
not know how to make herself
work.
And so the silver was dim on the
buffet, the table cloth was none too
clean, and the furniture did not
shine like dark brown glass as Il
had in the old days.
Against that background Staley
was as sleek and weli-groomed as
a chorus man. His skin was pink
from 4 recent hath and shave, his
hair and his little blond mustache
glistened from some kind OF
pomade. His collar was spotless.
His necktie looked as n il never
had been tied before.
Gro Re Continued Tomorrow
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ON CHOOSING
SILVER

Silverware expresses. It has a
quality not only of rejecting the
period Of its design but also Of
suggesting the likes and dislikes
Of those who possess it. It ex.
presses, ever so subtly. their abil-
ity to appreciate fine things. It
establishes, in a sense, the social
standing of those whose table is
graced by it.
The table linen may be the best
damask, the glassware may be
the rarest crystal In quality and
the very essence of poetry in
form. The china may be flawless.
And yet, il the sterling has been
thoughtlessly choSen-if it's dec.
orative motif is out of key, If it
does not suggest its quality to
the touch and to the eye, then in.
deed. is the effect of an otherwise
perfect table setting lost. The
perfect hostess pays due heed to
the design Of her sterling.
There Is today such a wide va
riety of designs in sterling that
one will experience no difficulty
in obtaining at least one which
will be In keeping with the gen.
eral decorative scheme of any
home. So, whether you seek
design which found it's decorative
source in the extravaganza of the
French courts or a simple Col
onial design. you will today be
able to obtain 1t without trouble.
Immigrants into Australia last
year totalsd llSSS2, OF whom
93,3S2 were British.
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the Jap butler, when he let them,
In, and in less than ten minutes
two bottles OF champagne APP
peared In a bucket along with o
big silver tray OF sandwiches.
"Staley, how do VOC manage to
have d house like this?" Sue asked
] him, watching him pour the sum
light.colored liquid into thin
glasses. The Gains own house
was always In 4 turmoil, In spite
of the big staff OF servants that
were coming and going there con.
stantly.
Instead of answering, Staley
bIinked absent.mindedly. He did
not seem to hear what Sue said,
and presently he looked over at
Lily, who sat smoking a rOse-leaf.
tipped cigaret as she lolled in her
chair with her feet on velvet
pillow before her.
IL that new La FRANCE piston
RIM the one your HUSBAND has
been working on for so long?" he
asked, and she jumped. Down
came her feet from the puffy
cushion, and she sat bolt upright.
Yes, she cried, all interest at
once. Why? What about it?''
Staley looked bored. Nothing,
Only a much simpler and better
one was put on the market about
the same time that .lis was he
said. Its called the ScintilIa, and
I'm thinking of putting some
money into the company"
Lily stared at him. Staley never
talked about his money, or the
things that he did with 1t.
What vas he driving at now?
CHAPTER LII
She waited for Staley to say
something more about the piston
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Baby specialists agree nowadays,
that during the first six months.
babies must have three ounces Of
fluid per pound OF body weight
daily. An eight pound baby. Tor
instance, needs twenty-four ounces
OF fluid. Later on the rule A. two
ounces Of fluid per pound OF body
weight. The amount or fluid alb
sorbed by breast fed baby Is best
determined by weighing him before
and after feeding for the whole
day; and 1T is easily calculated for
the bottle fed one. Then make I'D
any deficiency with water.
Giving baby sufficient vvafer
o1ten relieves his feverish, crying,
upset and restless spells. Re Il
doesn't, give him a few drona Of
Fletcher's Castoria. For these and
other ills OF babies and children
such as collie, cholera, liarrhea. gas
on stomach and bowels. CONSTITUTION.
sour stomach, loss OF sleep. under.
weight, etc, leading physicians saw
there's nothing 80 effective. IL II
purely vegetable-the recipe A. on
the wrapper--and millions 81 moth
ers have depended on II n over
thirty years OF ever increasing rse.
It regulates baby's bowels. nakes
him sleep and eat right. enables
him to get fun nourishment fsern
his food, so he increases in weirht
as he should. With each packare
you get q hook on Mofherhood
worth its weight In gold.
Just q word of caution. Look FOR
the signature OF Chas. ii. Fletcher
on the package so yon'll Sc sure
to get the genuine. The Forty cent
bottles contain thirty five doses.
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LITTLE SINS : By KATHERINE BRUSH

Continued from Local Page)
didn't dress up enough there. He
had five automobiles and a yacht
and private car. He had every.
thing imaginable except a job
and chiIdren-which is to say, he
had everything he wanted except
children.
As to his observation-disclosures
there was some question. Certain
ii was that he interferred not at
ali in 1rene's numerous little love
affairs; but the public was un-
able to decide whether this was
because he was amazingly gen.
erous or merely incredibly blind.
Nobody disliked Ted Matthews.
On the other hand, nobody liked
him well. Had it not been for
his wife and his money, it IL
doubtful II many people would
have sought his society or cared
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ring. But he did not. He just
went On pouring out the cham.
payne into the thin shallow glasses
carefully. never splitting a drop.
IL there is q better ring on the
market than his. 1t won't be such
q bowling success, will it?' she
asked slowly. Especially IL you
put q lot Of money into the other
one"
Staley shrugged his shoulders
under his perfectly fitting coat.
His mouth lifted the corners of his
little blond toothbrush n1ustacl1e
as he smiled to himself.
We'll, that's not why I'm doing
1t, he answered. I'm not an old.
fashioned villain. Lily. don't
want to ruin your husband just be.
cause he Is your llt1sband-I pro0a-
bly, never will put any money into
the other company anyway.
just told you about 1t to see what
you would say, more than for any
other reason, / think" He laughed.
And that was the last Lily
heard Of the ScintiIla piston ring
for long time.
She did not take any of the
champagne when he passed 1t to
her.
II thought you were the girl who
wanted to be gay and wild to-.
night" he said, looking at her in
surprise. And now you refuse
my champagne"
There's nothing more CAV and
wild than champagne, giggled
Sue. taking hers. Whats the
matter with you, Lily? Anybody
who can get champagne these days
and doesn't take 1t Is just plain
crazy, it seems to me-"
Lily did not know, herself. what
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arettes, old clothes to new. He
was essentially a mans man.
until he met Gay. After
that he was Gays man. If she
wanted him.
He had loved her rather terribly
and painfully for two years; but
1t seemed to him now that un.
Til a week ago. when she re-
turned from her long stay in
Europe, he had not known at
all what love was. In q week
the most astounding change had
taken place; in an instant, really,
for his memory dated It as
simultaneous with his new first
sight Of her.
He had met her at the boat. He
had stood on the pier, jostled by
officials and photographers and
porters and families and other
stupid meaningless people. And
she had come smiling down the
gangplank to him. Like q light.
like flower. Like the essence
Of a dream. Like spring.
He had chortled, holding her
hands. Gee, Gay! Gee, I'm glad
to see your He recalled that now
angrily. He, who would have
spoken with the tongues OF
angels, had found no words but
those trite words, the very words
in which the shopkeeper beside
him was greeting his beefy red
buyer.
Later he had said, ira for.
gotten" And stopped.
Hmm" Her silver voice.
Nothing. just guess ia
almost forgotten how beautiful
you are"
His love for her was unac.
countably different from that
day. 1t was greater. It was
stronger, more importunate; diff.
ferent altogether. She had al.
ways been to him a thing that
he worshiped and yearned Tor
hopelessly. Now she had be-
come a thing that he must have.
Driving down here to the Mat
thews~ few hours ago in his
roadster. he had sought to tell
her something Of this. He had
peered ct her as she reclined low
in the seat beside him, one sculp-
tured leg dangling from the bent
knee Of the other, her figure
provocative in thin black chiffon.
and tendrils Of her yellow hair
curled up by the breeze on the
sides of her tight black turban;
and unpremeditatedly he had be-
gun to voice the things that
burned in his mind.
She had cut him off with a
little scream: Watch the road.
.Alan!'
Gro BE Continued Tomorrow
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Absence makes the heart grow
fonder," Ted said owlishly.
Silence for u moment. Then,
"Ted?"
"Yeaii?"
''I think I'll ask those two to
stay on here after the rest leave.
Stay through next week. They
could. an well AZ not. Alan's on
his vacation anyhow"
Trying to make q match Of
it?"
"Of course not. Not" said
Irene. that / wouldn't il / could.
Ia like to see Gay marry Alan.
/ adore her--and he's precious!
CHAPTER is
Alan Pomeroy had just finished
shaving, and was engaged In dry
ing his razor on an embroidered
linen towel (which got cut slight.