Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-10-04
"The Errors of Her Ways

ri LOATHE them-f man can't
- have a quiet evening at home.
Quiet evenings are just what's
4 the matter with me" retorted
Jane. I'VE have had too many
of them. And we could have per.
fectIv heavenly lot of treats and
theaters If I win this thousand dollars.
Look here, old dear, what is the word
for a fish with three letters?"
Robert said not word.
ct have never grumbled once" re-
marked Jane. lat having simply no
good times. You know l have not.
And just when the chance comes
along
"A chance to win thousand dollars!
I may as we'll tell you, you foolish child.
that you have one chance in MIL
lion"
Robert laughed and went on; Chuck
those cross-words and let's have eve
ningS like those we used to have
He really did look tired, but Jane
would not accept an olive branch--yet,
Il will If you tell me the word Tor
fish in three letters"
Robert put on his hat and went out
of the house and Jane wept
Not long did she weep, though. Her
pride awoke Robert need not have
been so rude. Oh. If only she would
win a prize and they could have a
holiday together!
Matters grew worse. Every evening
Jane was at her crosS-wordS. Only
three days more in which to finish them.
Jane worked all day at her puzzles.
Her house suffered, of course. He
said he did not want blue stocking
for wife, but if win thousand-that
will be different"
The night she got of her big pack
age of cross-words she looked I'M
usually pretty and Robert spoke up
with a relief in his voice, "CroSS-word
done with, eh?"
Posted" There was such pride in
James tone that somehow the Squabble
was patched up.
AS soon as the contest was over Jane
looked for the pc5tman with heart
beating high. She knew that she had
them all correct. Why should she not
win?
Old Mrs. Smith was working for Jane
one day and she heard yell and found
Jane on the porch waving letter like
a flag.
Its comet"
"Lor', you don't mean it? Where's
the money!" asked the old woman.
That's not come yet. Check will be
mailed in due time. Read: First prize
to Mrs Jane White, 81 ,000.'" Jane was
throwing the letter on the floor. "Oh,
how happy ami"
Downtown went Jane, telling her luck
to the butcher, the baker and the
candlestick- maker. At the milliners
she charged two new hats to be paid
for when my check comes"
The whole town congratulated Jane.
81 will have lovely flowers for the
table tonight and the most wonderful
dinner for Robert" she told the old
servant.
The postman brought her package.
It contained bottle of grapejuice from
the words puzzle firm.
81 don't understand this; said every
contestant was to be given bottle of
grapjuice free. But" said Jane, there
must be some mistake"
Something made her forage under
the papers for the letter she had re-
ceived that morning. She wanted again
to read the competition results. Tt was
still there; the old woman had not
thrown it away. With her heart in
her mouth Jane began to read it:
First prize-One thousand dollars
yes, it was there; it was no dream. And
Mrs Jane White had won It; but
there followed an address! It appeared
that Mrs. Jane White lived at SIS Oak
street, New Brigston, Iowa And down
the page among a long, long line Of
names there appeared another Mrs.
Jane White as a receiver of q bottle
of grapejuice, and grapejuice only lin
due course"
Seated with her hats Robert found
his young wife. It did not take him
long to catch on and he understood.
And, strangely enough, as he under
stood, quite suddenly and altogether his
expression changed.
"Hurrah for Brown & Co., makers
of grapejuice!' remarked Robert. "I
don't give a continental. AS a matter
of fact, my own dear one, have been
working for a raise in salary for the
last three months and that's what made
me as Surly as the whole zoo nights
when I came come And today re-