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m. mm JO ELLEN By ALEXANDER BLACK. copyright. 1124. . _A (Continued From Taatartu.) There was much lively talk during the early part of the meal. Marty became especially voluble. Hie high ball vanished and the two men en terad upon another Indulgence. Mrs. Simms made a remark about “you guzzlers." * "Well, It's a birthday. Isn't It?" cried Marty. Toward the end of the dinner there was less talk. In the elearlng-away period Mrs. Simms became taciturn again. Before he had finished his cigar in the big chair, the father was asleep. Marty lighted his pipe. Jo Ellen thought she liked the smell of a cigar. Marty’s pipe had a pecu liarly rank emanation. The after dinner period brought a meaningless suspense for Jo Ellen. Mrs. Simms knitted or sewed silently. At nine o’clock the father would make up, as If by some alett Interior signal, and go away to his political club. Marty, tired of reading after a day of it, wanted to he near Jo Ellen. It she picked up anything to read he had a question or comment. He pre ferred to have her ait In the midst of his chat. What had happened? It was not an Interchange. It was an inquisition—Mrs. Simm9 senior sitting like a preoccupied Judge with a sin isted faculty for catcijtng phrases. There was less oppression whqn they sat on the open roof, and could have the splendor of sunset. A night or two later Eberly kept Jo Ellen until seven. When she reached the roof, dinner had been cleared away. . __ “Thought you had found other com pany,” said Mrs. Slpims. Marty waited for Jo Ellen 9 re P"It was just work,” said Jo Ellen. She did not feel particularly tired, but the delay Hfcd made her nervous. Tf there was to be anything unpleas ant. she would have preferred not to *"I see,” remarked Mrs. Simms, moving toward the kitchen. Marty's father spoke up. You re welcome, no matter when you come n°Mrs. Simms turned at the kitchen ^“That's all very well, but you can’t kg.eS f rtie'll make out a din f ' New York ~Day by Day _____J Bv O. O. McINTYRE. New York. Aug. 14.-Ftfty years igo there was a scandal In high so ciety in New York. A pretty young -trl of excellent parents was seen driving a spanking pair of ponies up Fifth avenue. The "old boys” In the Union club dubbed her as "rather faat.” The other afternoon three young girls whose families are of the Four Hundred left Sherry’* smoking clgar ets along the street. They were giggly with gin and their hair was bobbed and cheeks splotched with car mine. They didn't shock anybody— not even the carriage starter. Fifty years ago society considered the waltz indecent and no nice girl was seen below Canal street without an escort. Only three people of high rank were divorced and a hostess on the then fashionable Fourteenth street petlcoated her marble Aphro dite-without-any-nlghtie on party nights. , But In thoso socalled good old days New York had Its baby vamp. She was 16-year-old Margaret Moncrieffe. who charmed old General Israel Put nam and young Aaron Burr and nearly succeeded In her plans to de liver Washington himself to the Brit ish and perhapg change America's history. Insignificant things in those days have had great bearings on Manhat tan of today. The purchase of a Fifth avenue site for the Church of the Ascension diverted the city from making Second avenue—now one of the tawdriest streets—the most fash onable thoroughfare. In 1650 Peter Stuyvesant posted a notice near Bowling Green that from henceforth the game of golf would not be permitted on the streets. A great golfer was Jack Spratt, who was no mere Mother Gooae invention hut an aristocrat of high standing. Florencs Burns Is e°on to be re loaaed again from prison. She w-as i he sensational figure of the day In New York In 1902. She was accus ed of shooting her sweetheart, Wal :er Brooks, in a room in the old [lien Island hotel on West street. Women wept at her story and when she was freed there was a riotous .light of celebrating all over the city. She was later arrested for work ing the "badger game" on a promi nent attorney and was sent to prison for seven years but In 1919, two years after she was paroled, she was arrested with a negro musician charged with being drunk and dis orderly. She was placed on proba tion. Her next arrest came In a raid on a disorderly house In East Thirty first and Florence Burns met the of ficers waving a revolver. She was sent to Auburn for three years for violation of the Sullivan law. It 1* thl* prison term that Is soon to ex pire. There are #,500,000 telephone calls In New York In a day. There are 600 central offices In the metropoli tan are*, and the operator must rec ognize the names of these offices, spoken In any accent of the 26 na tionalities represented In the city population. With the telephone op erator the voice Is the chief asset. Every operator must go to the voice school. She takes courses In tone, enunciation and voice placement. Weldee. the caretaker of Patchin Place, has passed away. Patchin Place In the village Is less than a block long with six throe-story brick houses on on# side and four on the other. It 1* a hidden nook for paint er*, poet*, novelist* and sculptors. For 28 year* Weldee, like a good French concierge, sat at the window of No. 2 wntchlng the goings and comings of her large family. Un like Washington Mews. Pomander 'Walk, Turtle Bay and other seclud ed but fashionable spots In New York, Patchin Place Is much as it was 80 years ago. On rainy days there Is a mud puddle In the mid dle of the street. Old fashioned let boxes adorn alt the doorways and down, the front of each dwell Ing struggles an unsightly fire es cape. (C»»rrtsbt, 1»U I I ner," declared Simms. Marty seemed to know that Jt was best to remain quiet. Jo Ellen ate at the kitchen table, after Mrs. Simms had indicated the situation in the warming oven and the icebox. Nothing had occurred that was serious enough to destroy her appetite, but this much could not be said for Jo Ellen s experience on certain later evenings. Mean while, she was not without a sense of an inflexible restraint that bound all the circumstances of the roof. When she recalled that first impres sion as of a ship, floating vastly, it began to seem ironic. The stone para pet was part of an anchored fact. You could see far, but you were held close. Your eye could span twenty miles of roofs; you could look past rivers and bay# to the open sea and watch the ships that could cast oft hawsers and sail forth to the ends of the earth. But the number of steps you could take on the cement of the roof was as fixed as on the floor of a cage. . . . Yes, it was like a cage hung in the sky. Nevertheless, she could have seen a way to rejoice in it if its life had been different. It was true that she escaped every day into the open; and she could imagine an eyrie—an attic with no view at all—to which she might have returned with a glad heart She could imagine conditions under which she might have found her worst day's work an altogether happy adventure, and the carrying home of wages an exultation. They had talked over the matter of her wages, and the ordeal of that was past. Marty's father was f°r ^ irg any money. His mother thought they would feel better if they paid something. Jo Ellen insisted that Mrs. Simms accept twenty dollars a week, and proposed to Marty that they divide the remainder between rhem This took no account of her expenses, a fact which Marty was fair enough to mention yet she held to her theory. The chance of any quarrel over the money she earned seemed to be safely dismissed. The chains remained. It became plain, in fart, that work itself was not so easily just, fied She came to feel that her dail> absence represented a concessiom Marty's questions, especially! feverish day, or when she had been made nervous by d^lay ln gett g home, always had the effect of im plying return from nn tp"te^'ai"fmeh" r Mrs. Simms often acted as If her going were a desertion and her home coming were to be watched *or sign of arrogance. W hen Jo Ellen was late, the need to apologize for having had to work longer gave her twinges of exasperation. Each new seizure become a little harder to con " Her mother In-law's remarks about her own work revealed an envy <u the one who could get away. These remarks Implied that some people could shirk things, could lease oth r people to do the dirty work. No bodv appreciated how much there was to he done about a house. As superin tendent of the building, employing a force of women cleaners Ham ■ fRther found it easy to get help w-hen Mrs. Simms was willing to accept lb The unvarying result of fumhihing help was that Mrs. Simms said she would do things herself rather than have one of those sloppy incompe tents around. . Jo Ellen's place, she accmed to b told, was beside her crippled husband and her husband s mother - ■ up on a roof. All day • • • "she looked across the parapet at the living map with Us palle «mudges of smoke and steam; at the other towers near at hand, ‘he fret,pd of the wharves, the lights on th four bridges, the boats moving vaguely over the purple water . • at the sarcastic gesture of t^hertv. She Stole to the brink and rested a hot Check against the coping- ^ar below were Urn queer marking* that meant the tombstones in Trinity churchyard, faintly etched by the young moon. Exhausted ao“nds irom Broadway. A hush that had a, kind of color marked the emptiness of Wall street. In the night a ■ tlefleld might breathe like this. A solemnity, immense "n(1 . ^”7),. whs full of echoes that acherl in the heart and whispered to any lonely one that the many had troubles of th lr own. Staring at infinity made you feel littler and more helpless. J here > something to be said J»r the pinch of an alley. Maybe that was the reason people crowded together . " escape infinity in the feel of one anBuTlf vou were crowded It would make a difference who was closest. At the end of all that was called a dav came Marty. He reminded her that he was getting fat His into est In food sometimes struck her as repulsive. He had been rather dainty about his eating when he was court ing her. She now saw him eat with a coarse avidity that was forgetful <>f everything but the food. A looseness Me and Mine ' _By Briggs / IA/6U. 'SIR. GE&RGf l You OUGHT To vSEC? 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This changed his smile and gave his look, when his eyes were following her, something suggesting a leer. She noticed this first on the night he took the two drinks of liquor. There was another night when the effect was more marked. The realization made her wince when he touched her. The shrinking might have seemed wholly an inner sign, but he caught it. Noth ing, apparently, could escape him. “What's the matter?" he de manded. "Perhaps I’m a little nervous." “Nervous? Is that it? Nervous. I thought maybe—.1 suppose a hus band’s affection might get to he a nui sance. A nuisance. Especially If she got to thinking lie was a pretty poor imitation. As it he—” "Don't!” she cried, in a low tone she learned to adopt In ihelr room. "Don't touch you?" _' "Don't Invent quarrelsome things and talk as If I had said them.” "Invent? Have I invented quarrel some things? You're Inventing that Im only saying—I can say some thing, can’t 1? If It worries you to be petted. It Isn't so I can't speak, is It? My l.ord! If a man can't— plenty ot other men *eem to be able to talk to you.” Jo Ellen clenched her hands a* the anger burned In her. Married people sometime* struck each other. It would be when such a blazing mo ment came, and everything blurred . . . That must be horrible, when one who had taken an oath, before Qod to love, honor and cherish . . ■ yes. that would be horrible. Seem ingly, It didn't always mean the very end. It was hard to see how this could be, how it could possibly hap pen again. (To Be Continued Tomorrow > THE NEBBS \ 1 SES-l'M*Tv-C ^—\ (JNrOQTONJ KXL GUS V— — ms wire most r UML BEDS DOING M Some intensive. |p WAIT UNTIL RUDY GETS THE BILLS! /GEE WHtt ~£>HEVS CsCT _/OLD SOUR NMLK BACK AGAIN N H SO^E DAVSOMCBOOY IS h 1 GOING TO VALL AND BREAK / A LEG AND SHE'LL . 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