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CHAPTER FORTY (Continued)

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He was having an affair with
come New orleans beauty and
wanted Luisa to divorce him. Poor
child She was so young, so be-
wildered. She wrote me and told
me about it. I brought her home.
"She died ten days after you were
born. The doctor said she had no
will to live"
And you never heard from my
my father?" Lane whispered.
OASS tossed her head. 'Luisa
~ didn't want US to let him know
where she was. He never, so far
rs I know, tried to find her.
when she died, 1 mailed him the
death notice He sent lawyers to
see lis. He had heard there was q
child, but wasn't sure.
Il lied to the lawyers. I was
afraid they might take you, because
you were his own flesh and blood.
There was some clause in his will, 1
believe, to the effect that if an heir
should appear such a claim was to
be examined thoroughly.
I think he always suspected there
had been a child, but he couldn't
prove it. Tom Barrett and l had
been married the year before 1t
was easy for me to pretend you were
our daughter"
Her voice softened. and then
felt, too, that you truly belonged
to me. I cared for you from baby
hood. I loved you as my own I
was justified in keeping you from
that devil"
Lanes eyes were trimming. She
put her arm around the older wom-
an. "Of course you were" she
soothed. "And when it was so hard,
when we were SO desperately poor,
you must often have repented your
decision to keep me-"
Cass sat up straight. "Repented?
Neverl You were mine and I meant
to. have you"
Lame laced her fingers nervousIy.
"Clive knows this?" she asked.
CaSS nodded. Il told his mother
shortly before you were married. I
told him 1t was only right. They
had to know"
THEY sat for a few moments in
Il silence. Then CaSs broke out
again: You'll never go to Van Ro-
bard noW?"
Il don't know I don't know, NV
mind is dizzy from all this"
Lame, you can't. You wouldn't
hurt Give so. The scandal"
The girl moaned. 4 hadn't
thought Of that
You must. Forget this man. He's
had dozen Of affairs. The women
of his world understand him. You
made the mistake of taking him
seriously"
Cass added, Tell me 1 did right
to hold you for my own. Tell me
you forgive" She was on her
knees.
Mother, dearestl" 1t was Lanes
answer.
Cass wiped her eyes presently
Heavens, must rush! They called
rehearsal for this afternoon"
Together they Strengthened the
place Lame, towel pinned over
her dove-eolored frock. made the
bed and wiped dishes. Constraint
held them after their mutual burst
Of emotion.
Promise me you won't do any
thing without telling me first" was
all CaSs dared to ask on parting.
Lame walked up Broadway, a slim
distinguished figure. Some impulse
born of the old trouper habit, caused
her to stop ad buy a paper at the
corner.
Like a needle to a magnet hel
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There was a confident smile on the lipe of
Sir Malud as he galloped to meet his foe He
rode with his sword half raised. Blake's was on
guard, a position unknown to the Knights of
Nimmr, who always guarded with their buck
lers. The horsemen were about to meet when
Sir Malud rose in his stirrups and launched
a terrific cut at Blake's head. 1t was then those
in the stand first realized that Blake wore no
buckler.
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Again the trumpet sounded and the four
knights rode slowly back to the opposite ends
Of the field where the principals waited the final
signal to engage. Blake released his arm from
the leather loop that held his shield and flung
it from him to the ground. Hast gone mad,
MANI" exclaimed Sir Richard. Suddenly came
the signal and Sir Malud spurred forward. Let
her golp cried Jimmy,
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eyes were drawn to the headline,
Millionaire Killed in Motor Acct
dent"
The name leaped at her, dizzy.
ingly black, Van Robard."
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that's all. I'm sorry but there's no use saying any more about it."
 But, Mark, don't you see"
 "No use talking mother. Better just let the matter drop."
 Ten minutes later Mark escort ed his mother down the stairs to where the handsome Travers linn cuisine was waiting. He returned to find Norma, enveloped in blue apron, moving about the kitchen preparing dinner.
 Mark came to the open door and leaned against one idle of it.
 Smells good!" he said, sniffing What Is it?"
 "Something you told me you liked-corned beef hash"
 "Whoopee! You bet I like it. Mark slipped an arm about the girl. Honey, I ought to tell yol about those roses. They were fool ish but I didn't spend any of tht $35 on them. Like a nit-wit put 50 cents in a football pool tn, other day and was lucky enough tt win. That's where the ten buck came from to buy the roses. Now am I forgiven?"
 Norma assured him effectively that he was. The corned beef hasf came perilously close to turning into cinders but was rescued in the nick of time. Mark volunteered tc set the table and went about his task whistling. Impulsively he re. turned and kissed Norma.
 The girl knew she had never been so happy. Miracles do indeed occur! A miracle had happened for her and everything in the world was going to be all right now.
 It was to be-for a short time.
 (TO be COntinued)
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Sister Mary's s
 Kitchen
fNEA scryicc Writcrl


 Mothers who are conscientious ly trying to maintain a balanced diet realize the necessity of pro- viding foods rich in iron, but the question of just what foods are rich in iron" is often bewildering.
 Although found in a variety of foods, many of the staple everyday dishes contain little or no iron, their value as food lying in other directions. Many of the foods generally known to be rich in iron are expensive and even when econ omy is not. necessary constant repetition becomes monotonous and the foods grow unpopular.
 Any vegetable which is green or yellow is a good source of iron. The color also indicates a quality which enables the body to use the supply of iron to the best advan- tage. All authorities acknowledge the superiority of spinach regard ing iron content, but the face re- mains that many people simply foods must be provided to take its place.
 Liver Is Blood Builder
 Beef Is traditional iron food, as are egg yolk and liver. Ex- periments have proven liver espe- cially of unusual value in building red blood cells. Oysters are al- most as high in the list of iron foods as meat.
 Prunes and raisins rank high in iron content. Potatoes are sur prisingly good. Dried beans are good iron food. Whole cereals and bread made from the entire grain are important sources or iron. These. with cane molasses, offer a variety of cheap iron sources.
 While cabbage is an excellent
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she had ever doubted him, and wondered if ho doubted her.
 Sue, Sue, darling you do love me still?" he was asking her, with so much pleading in the deep low tones that she wanted to hug him hard, forever, and tell him that without him life was just so much time with nothing to do.
 Love you, Jack?" Little bells danced breathlessly in the huski- ness of her voice. You don't have to ask me that"
 She forgot that he had moved and she had not known 1t, that his letters had come back un- opened, that he had not written .. He belonged to her and she was in his arms again. She had safety and security and refuge. Outside the storm ragged on, and the rain lashed the windows. The memory of another night when he had tried to call her came drift ing back. With the memory she remembered things that she want ed to know. Jack" she asked softly, but he interrupted her.
 NEXT: Jack explains.
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What do I think of the chum habit? asks one mother.
 I think 1t is one of the worst things in the world, if you want to know. Not that warm close friend ships are wrong; on the contrary they are one of the limited number of things that make life worth while. A true, real, and intimate friendship is probably the most elevating thing on earth.
 A boy needs a chum-a girl needs a chum-but the chum habit where all other friends are ex- cluded Is pernicious in the long run.
 Now suppose your daughter has a friend, a little girl, who meas littel girl should be. If she is the right sort she will not be jeal- ous if one day your own daughter happens to invite another girl in to study with her, or to take a walk, or to go to movie. But fine as she may be in every other respect the chances are that she may resent and infringement of her rights and she will speak her mind.
 Repressed by Friendship If your girl is anxious for peace, or is less dominating than her companion, or is fearful of losing | the friendship of her chum, she | will give in and not repeat her ef- | fort at more generous hospitality. | The months and years roll on and these two bound together by habit and common experience refuse to l take anyone else into their lives, until later, of course, when they begin to associate with young men. | That seems to be different; girl chums seldom are jealous of each others beaux, at least not so often as they are of other girl friend ships.
 Both girls and boys need var iety of friendships to round them out and to fulfill that social ex- perience so necessary to charac. ter. If they have chums who are absolutely unselfish and who dc not take exception to other chil' dren, then we go back to that rare ideal, the true and real friends, an6 nothing could be better.
 Boys Not Often Jealous
 But I have seen so many chil- dren become absolute serfs undet the chum system that have learned to dislike it. For some season or other boy psychology is not so selfish. Few boys get jeal- ous if their "side-kicks" go off for the time being with another fellow, but occasionally it does happen and that is the time I should break it up.
 | Don't lecture your child and tell her Cor him) that she must give up Susie and go out and get some more friends. That never works. l Just be a bit clever and manage
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prise in her voice as there had been in Norma's. "Then you must be-are you Mrs Travers "Yes. Did you wish to see me ?" The stranger scanned the girls face in the half-dark. "I'm Marks mother" she said simply. "So you're his wife! Yes, I was coming to see you. I've wanted to know you for long time. How-how very young you are!"
 Instinct prompted Norma to say the right thing. Her head. was whirling. With a swift movement she brushed the tears from her eyes-part of the tears at least. In voice faintly tremulous but show ing a splendid effort at control she said. You'll come in. Mrs Trav- CTS? I'm delighted to have you visit us."
 Thank you-but you were just leaving. I don't want to keep"
 "Oh, 1t was nothing important! Just an errand that can wait. Marks home and I know he'll be so glad!" She had turned and was fumbling to get her key in the lock. As she finished the words the door opened. Norma entered and stepped aside for the older woman to follow.
 "Oh, Mark!" the girl called.
 He was standing before the win dow, his back toward them. Not until he heard the girls voice did Mark swing about.
 Norma" he began, then caught sight of the other figure. Why, mother!' In three bounds Mark was across the floor. Mother how in the world did you get here ? Where have you come from?" he demanded. "Why, I can't believe it's you!"
 His arms held his mother close ly. Beaming at the same time per- ilously close to less manly display of emotion, Mark kissed his mothers forehead.
 "Aren't you great one" he stormed, laughing as he said it Walking in on us like this! Why didn't you let us know you were coming? How did you know where to find us? What have you been doing lately? How've you been feel ing?" The questions shot one af- ter the other. without pause for answer.
 "Oh. my boy! Oh, Mark-my
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Jane studied the room, her pocketbook and illustrations in current smart magazines. She made a sketch of what she wanted and took it to the owner of the building who promised to think it over and see whether 1t was practical.
 She wanted the mirror removed from the breast of the chimney piece. For it she wanted to sub- stitute painting of her own. It was a flower piece done with quite a bit of color.
 She asked the landlord to frame the fire place with mirror glass held with strips of polished metal.
 She suggested white or rose colored brick for fire chamber lining. The top of the mantel was of mirror glass. Blue stars were painted on the glass in the two upper corners of the lengthwise strips.
 By using metal strips to hold the ance was made for contraction and glass in place a sufficient allow expansion.
 The owner agreed with her that the effect would be interesting and went out to get estimates of cost.
 Nancy has a leaflet on Curtain Making. Send for it. Write to her care of the Waterbury Demo- crat, enclosing stamped, self addressed envelope with your re- quest.
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 iron food, careless cooxinE may make 1t almost worthless.
 Parsley is very rich In iron.
 MIX. although rather low in iron, has a unique position in the Eiron foods. The amount t does contain is of peculiarly great value and the presence of so much lime has a notably beneficial effect on the body's use of iron.
 All vegetables that can be served raw are desirable. since there is no Iiron lost during the cooking process.
 If vegetables are cooked. the. water in which they were cooked should be either cooked away or should be used in serving them. Canned vegetables are as efficient as fresh ones as far as their from content is concerned. since heat' has no effect on mineral matters The water over canned vegetables should not be thrown away. Re- heat the vegetable in this water and either let it. cook away or use lit in a sauce. M
 Classify .Tron" Foods
 simple way to determine the DTODPr SeIeCtkOL VI d dACt eAaSi1USNs in iron is to arrange the, from bearing foods in classes-vegeta- bles, grains, fruits and meats. The. meats of course include oysters. eggs and liver.
 If one of these classes Is not used special emphasis should he placed on the others. If economy prohibits the maximum amount of. milk, eggs and expensive vegeta- bles. then whole grains and the dried iron-rich fruits and legumes should be used extensively to keep the iron content in the dietary high.
 Another point to keep in mind regarding the iron in foods is that the pulp of fruits rather than the juice contains most of the min erals. Orange juice and tomato juice furnish much less iron than the whole orange and tomato.
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mean he wants me to come home ?"
 "Of course he does! It's just his foolish pride and stubbornness that keeps him from admitting 1t. He's been worrying a lot lately. Cant sleep-poor digestion. I know it's because he feels he acted as he shouldn't"
 But if he isn't ready to admit it-?"
 "Now, Mark, dear, you're not going to disappoint me! Please say you won't! All that you have to do is go to your father and tell him you're sorry for what hap pened. Tell him you spoke has, tily and that you've been thinking it over since."
 "Oh, I see!" Marks eyes were suddenly blazing. You want me to go to Dad with an apology and ask to be forgiven! So that's it!'
 Mrs Travers cut in, deeply agi- tated. You're taking it the wrong way, Mark! When it's such little thing that I'm asking just you to tell your father you're sorry for your part in the quar- rel. He'll forgive you. I know he's been trying to find an excuse to forgive you for weeks! And you can come home and we'll all be together again. Surely, you'll do this simple thing that I'm asking! Do it for me, Mark! beg you to!" It was all like part of stage play to Norma. She listened to what first Mark and then his mother was saying. Difficult to believe that all this had anything to do with her self. Apparently the others had forgotetn her.
 Mark turned squarely toward his mother. '1 can't do it!" he said sharply. 'I can't do it for you or anyone. He told me to get out and did it. I won't come back un- til he asks me to! You can tell him that-for mel"
 Mrs Travers put a handkerchief to her eyes. You're just like him!" she sobbed. You're just as determined and stubborn as your father is. Oh, Mark, why will you disappoint me so!'
 Sorry mother, but you've asked the one thing I can't do. What about Norma? She and I are mar ried you know. Do you think I'd go to father now and admit that was mistake? We'll. cant do it,
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Sue broke away from Dr Barnes restraining hands. She forgot that he had met her at the door, and pulled her in from the storm. She knew only that Jack waited be- yond. Jack, with startled wonder in his keen gray eyes--Jack, whose face was strangely white. -.
 Jack, or Jack!"
 But he hesitated, and suddenly Sue was aware of the wet garments that hung so forlornly. Of the damp, dark hair on her forehead. and the crushed beauty of the gay rose dress. She did not know thai her hair had curled into ringlets that clustered with gay. abandon everywhere, that her eyes were purple, not blue, in the breathiess thrill of seeing the man she loved. that the thin rose dress outlined her slim, young body with a chal- lenging sort of charm. She was lovely, but she didn't know it.
 Jack had come back. She knew nothing else.
 Then she remembered pr Bar nes. Intuitively she knew why Jack had hesitated. He must have seen the other mans protecting arms go out as the stumbled up the steps, had caught the affection in his voice. =.
 Surely he couldn't think that she had encouraged it? Wasn't it enough that he was back?
 Sues voice was mechanical thing when she spoke again. She knew vaguely that she was telling Dr Barnes that this was Jack Thornton, her financee, and ex- blaming to Jack that she had been acting as Dr Barnes receptionist.
 She knew that the two men shook hands.
 A..other blinding flash of light ming illuminated the room. In- stinctively Sue moved closer to Jack, and as instinctively his arm went around her. His face stood out in the sudden glow. It was thinner. There was a line across his forehead. She wanted to smooth it out, to press her lips against it. .Oh, why did Dr Barnes lofter? Couldn't he see that he was in the way? But Jack wasn't as brown as he had been. Had he been ill?
 Dr Barnes excused himself and went upstairs.
 Jack waited at the door of the living room until Sue stepped through. He closed the door and followed her. She turned to him, her eyes dark with wonder. And then she was in his arms, and he was straining her to him, hun grily, possessively. There was the familiar smell of tweed and shaw ing soap and tobacco. oh, Jack had come back! She forgot that she had been wet and lonely, that
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NEXT: Jack explains.
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CHAPTER XIV

The other woman jerked back quickly, said Excuse me-" and murmured something else that was inaudible.
 "oh, I'm sorry!" Norma ex- claimed. This halls go dark. didn't know anyone was here. I'm afraid I startled you-!"
 It really was a dark hallway. Nearly six and November was mak- ing the days shorter There should have been a light glowing but the bulb had been out of order for three days now. Because it was so dusky in the passa geway Norma knew she should not have rushed into it headlong without looking where she was going.
 She chose to ignore the fact that the film before her eyes was blinding her. Such objects as were visible had acquired odd, distorted outlines.
 The other woman was older. She was an inch or two taller than Norma and rather stout. Her wrap and hat, dark-colored, were indis- tinguishable from the dark back ground. Norma, rushing into the hall from the apartment had al- most hurled herself at the strang- CT.
 Yes" the woman admitted. "I was startled but of course that wasn't your fault. I wonder-I'm looking for an apartment in this building and l don't seem to be able to locate it."
 What Is the number?" Norma asked. 'I live here." (Her heart nearly turned over as she said that because of course she wasn't living there any longer!) 'I live here and perhaps I can tell you which way to go." -
 The girl didn't like delaying but a moments courtesy was a small thing. It would help to ease the conviction that she might have up- set this elderly, pleasant-voiced stranger by her harum -scarum con- duct. Really, Norma was ashamed.
 "Why, that's very nice of you. It's apartment C-10 I'm looking for"
 "C-10r' Norma said. "Why that's where I live-it's right here! Are you sure that's the number?"
 There was no answer to the ques- ton. You live there?" the older woman exclaimed, as much sur
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to bring her into contact in some pleasant way with other children. Encourage other friendships any way you can.
 Sometimes three or four girls get into a social clinch, "cliques' we like to call them, and high-hat all outsiders. This is the same as the chum habit and even harder 10 break up. A girl needs variety of friends and many of them if she is to grow up into the big-souled, -visioned person you would like her to be.
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NANCY PAGE Trust an Artist For De- signing an Unusual ManteI
By Florence La Ganke

Jane had her studio in down town building that had been built in the days of golden oak. The rooms were so light and large that she hated to look for anything in a more modern building and yet - her studio was a constant source of irritation since it belied the modern type of work she was do- ing. The fireplace had mirror above the mantel, red brick facing the fire chamber itself. Oak framework carried on the wood- work in the rest of the room.
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lG!:l!ILI 1 IY@I,I!!lp!:,!\'!l'. l! ,, \ !. LAURA LOU BROOKLYN Auhss ssar s A2 Ss *E MARRAeE !
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oEGIN HERE TO-DAY
 Pretty NORMA KENT, 2O-year- old secretary, marries MARK IRAVERS. son of F. M. TRAV- ERS, millionaire real estate deal- CT, in spite of the fathers Opposi. ton and threats to disinherit
 The story opens in Marlboro. middle western metropolis. Mark sells his expensive roadster to get money for the honeymoon and ne and Norma go to fashionable Blue Springs. There Norma meets HOLLIS STONE and 1t is evident from the girls manner that she mas known Stone before and for some reason seems to fear him.
 Their money is soon gone, part ly due to Marks gambling. With $SOO borrowed from Stone the couple return to Marlboro. Mark sets ont on a round of pleasure seeking instead of hunting job. He introduces Norma to NATALIE PRICE, debutante who has long hoped to marry Mark. When their funds dwindle again Mark and Norma move to a cheap apart ment. Mark begins to hunt work seriously. He gets a job as an advertising salesman and loses 1t. Then he becomes a floorwalker i'm Blossomdale's department store. On the anniversary of their mar riage two months earlier he brings Norma roses. She is out ragged at his extravaganza and they quarrel. Norma threatens to leave him and rushes from the apartment,
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To-morrow,s Menu

BREAKFAST: Sliced peaches and cream, whole wheat cereal, cream, beef hash, crisp toast. milk. coffee.
 LUNCHEON: Cream of spinach soup with croutons, sliced toma- toes and shredded leaf lettuce with French dressing, rye bread, mo- lasses cookies, grape juice.
 DINNER: Broiled English nut ton chops, apricot sauce, swiss chard in lemon sauce, mixed veg etable salad. chocolate rice pud-' ding. milk, coffee.