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Married Life the Second Year
Helen Sees in Alice Brooks Her Own Blind, Worshipful,
Unreasoning Love.
By MABEL. HERBERT t'RNER.
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Helen waa sewing soma buttons on
Warren' shirts, that had just come from
the laundry, when the. doorbell rang. It
was Alice Brooks.
"Oh, no; don't stop please go on with
your sewing-. But I
had to come to tell
you. You're the
only person I can
talk . to the only
one that knows.
Helen looked up.
"Then you've heard
from him?"
"Not direct; hut
yesterday after
noon, while 1 was
out, some on
'phoned twice. The
girl said It was a
man with a deep
voice, hut h
wouldn't leave any
nam. Ob, I know
It was he! And
this morning I got
the must beautiful
box. of roses!'!
Helen shook her head., "Dear, I had
hoped you wouldn't see him any more--that
you would let this quarrel end It."
"Oh, how can I--when I'm thinking df
him all the time, when " 4
Her the 'phone In the hall rang loudly.
"Oli, It may be for met" eagerly, as
Helen went out to answer ' it. "I left
word I'd be here If any One called."
But It was only the seamstress, who
was to come tomorrow to help Helen sew,
saying she could not come until Monday.
"Oh," In a tone of disappointment, a
Helen came back. "I thought I hoped
It would be"-''
"Alice," as Helen again took up her
sewing, "I wish there was something I
could say that would make you give up
this man entirely, but' I supose no one
could Influence you now." . '.
"But If I care for him o tnuch, and
can't care for any one vise"
"You haven't tried." '
"Oh, yas, I'v tried, but no one inter
ests me. I go out to dinner and to the
theater with men that "ether girls would
think attractive, and yet I'm bored, just
bored all the time. I have to force my
self to. be.-pleasant. Ah. you .understand
without Yny telling you for that's the way
you love your husband. I know It. 1st
And I - suppose thxt's why I want to
talk "Mh you beeajse if feel you do tori"
darstand. Because you could never care
for any one but "Warrn M matter what
he did."
Helen could only nod her head In ad
mission of the undeniable truth of this.
"Well, then, you ought to sympathize
with m."
"I do sympathise with you, dear. But
my sympathy doesn't blind my Judgment.
I don't think Dick Falrchlld Is the man
for yoirto marry. And he hasn't even his
freedom yet."
"No, but lie will have in a few months.
And you know, don't you. that I had
nothing to do . with this? You know
that hla wife and he were separated
long before I ever met him?"
"Oh. yes, 1 know you are blameless In
that. But, dear, you admit the fickleness
of the man, when you say even now he's
lying to you constantly that when he
says he has a business appointment. It's
more often to lunch with some other
girl." V'
"I know but that's his nature. He says
he needs diversion and since he can't
have me all the time, he must have other
people. But when we're reall married
then he'll be content to settle down."
"And you believe that?"
"Oh. I want to believe It:"
Helen shook her head, "Oh, my dear
my dear!"
"Very well, then," defiantly, "admit
ting that he won't be true to me I'll
be his wife I'll be more to him than any
one else! And since this quarrel, since
we've been separated these last few days
I know now I fove him enough to marry
bim under any condition. I would make
up my mind to accept things aa they are
and make the best of .them. Women
often marry men knowing that they Are
blind or deaf or have some physical de
formity they make up their minds to
aerep that condition. And, It need be, I'll
make up soy mind to accept Dick a moral
deficiency. I'd be happier to be his 'wife,
aven though he waun't truo to me, than
the wife of any other man ha would
be! ' '
"Happy! That way? Do you IhinU you
could be happy a single moment!" .
"Very well, then, even If I knew I'd
uot be happy still I would marry him.
I'd rather be unhappy with him than un
happy without him! Can't you undtU'Stand
that? Yeu ought to, because bacam"'
he stopped la audtien roafuJua.
"iiecauM what?' demanded liolea. taa-
jwrioualy.
."Because ett, dear. I cLkla't mean to
thai."' flushing paiafuily.
"Ica mjbt a eii imj U aa UJnA U.
You. started to say that I should under
stand because you think I'm not very
happy with Warren well, at leust he's
true to me!" fiercely.
"Oh, I know he Is! I didn't mean to
say that you know I didn't."
"It's all right, dear at least 1 know
you didn't mean to hurt me."
Hero the phone rang again, and again
Alice started, eagerly. "Oh, that may
be him now. If It Is say that"
But Helen was already at the phono
In .the hal.
"Yes, this-Is Mrs. Curtis' apartment.
Yes, Miss Brooke IS here now. Very
well."
"Some one to speak to yeu, Alice."
But with a joyous little cry Alice was
already at her side and had taken the
receiver. Helen went back Into the sit
ting room said once more took up her
sewing, but.-this time It lay idle In her
lap.
"Yes," came Alice's voice from the
hall: "Yes,- the girl said some one phoned,
but I didn't know 1 wasn't sure. Oh;
but you goaded me Into saying that. Oh,
don't I can't talk about It over the phone.
WhehT No. Walt, I'll call her."
She let the receiver' hand and ran Into
Helen. "If Dick." excitedly. "He wants
us to take tea with lilm at the futx
Carltoa at 6. You' will won't you?"
"Whyt Alice, how can I? You know I
don't approve of this man and I can't
put myself (n the position of encouraging,
your friendship." '
"Oh, you won't be Just to go with us
this once."
'No, no; I can't don't ask me, dear.
I'll do a great deal for you but not this."
Alice ran back to the phone. "Hello!
Helen say she' very sorry, but that she
has an engagement. . , . Why,
I-I suppose So . ... Then
you'll csll for me here at 4:30 . .
Yes, bood-bye." ...
"Then you're going with hlin anyway?"
said Helen, reproachfully.
AllVe Htopped over and kissed her, Im
pulsively. "Don't, daar; don't spoil my
happiness now."
Ufa your happiness that I'm think
ing of.'
"But my happness depends on him
even though that .' happiness mean un
happlness. Oh, there's no one like him
even 'his voice over the phone wasn't It
strong and deep and forcible?"
Helen nodded reluctantly. She had been
unwilling conscious of the charm of his
voice:
"Now he'll be here for me In half an
hour," Joyously. "May I go In here and
fix?" running In Helen's bedroom. Then
a moment later, "Oh, have you any white
powder this Is pink?"
When Helent went In for the powder,
she was taking down her hair.
"I must do It over that hat weighs It
down so."
It was beautiful hair,, long and wavy
and with a gilnt of gold. Helen
watched her with something like envy
as she did it up in a simple coll, low on
her neck.
Helen was always an ardent admirer
of beauty, and Alice Brooks waa beauti
ful. 'And there was around her now that
tremendous glamour of love that made
her almost radiant. But why why must
she love Dick Falrchlld? Older than she,
a clubman, a man about town, a man
with a strong physical charm, but wholly
unfitted to marry this young girl.
It was Just 4:30 when he was announced.
Helen could not deny the charm of his
personality, and the ease with which he
greeted them. It was unquestionably an
embarrassing position. Alice waa plainly
flushed and self-conscious, and yet he
wa wholly at ease.
"If you're quite sure you can't Join
us, Mrs. Curtis can we take you any
where? The car is here."
Helen murmured some excuse.
They chatted on for a few moments,
Alice watching his every movement with
adoring eyes.
The door had hardly closed after them,
when Helen noticed a handkerchief on
the flour. - It was Alice'. Hurriedly
picking It up she ctarted to call them
back, but a she e period the door olie
paused.
They were standing by the elevator.
Alice., her hand on hi arm. was looking
up at him with all her love In her eye.
The elevator rope were moving, but Just
before the ear earn in sight, with a mas
terful movement he drew her toward
him and kissed her. Helen closed the
door softly, without either of them having
otloed her. '
That look In Alice's eye. The tender,
trustful, wAwhlpful love of a woman.
The love that no man ever really ap
precUte and that usually break the
heart of the woman who give it.
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Sherlocko the Monk
The Mystery of the Many Fires
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Copyright, 111, National
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It's What We Do With the
Chance that Counts
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IJy ni.Nt KH
A horse conflnsd In a field looks over
the fence at the field just beyond and
beholda the pasture of his dream. The
clover In the distant field look more
tender, or more luxuriant growth, and
there aeem fewer thistle than In the
field In which he Is compelled to graie.
In discontent with his surroundlntcs, ha
Jump the fence and start on a brisk
trot along the road to find the promised
land of his hungry hopes. But he travels
along dusty road, with the grass on
either side fenced beyond his reach, and
when he find a field that is open he
realises how much of It attractive ver
dure wa do to the enchantment of dis
tance, for the thistle are many and the
grass and clover are scant, Just as In
the field he left behind.
The story of the horse that break away
and wandera along dusty roada la the
story of the man who ha a ktedy Job,
and Instead of staying by It and looking
for the clover at hi feet, crane 1)14
neck and wastes his time to look with
envious eye at the clover In aom other
man' field. IJke the discontented horse,
he Jumps the fence and start along
dusty road with hope beating high. But
the best field are fenced In, and whan
he get nearer to his neighbor' field he
finds that hla neighbor thistle are
many and his reward not aa great a
they soemed In the distance.
He can't go back to the field ho aban
doned, and he soon begin to show the
effect of fruitless travel Along A dusty
and weary road. He become a man with
out a Job because he didn't make the
best of the one he had.
Ji. UAIISIDE.
He la like the boy who I sent out to Z
pick berries and come horn at night -w
with an empty bucket The toerrle wer .
plentiful, but he passed the bushes with
a alight yield In acorn, watting to All iil
bucket when he reached a 1 patch with
berries In greater abundance. The boy i
with the empty bucket travel .'farther
than the one who return with a bucket
that I filled; he come home more tired. '
more footsore and mora dlsoouragod. but
the experience has taught him nothing. ff'
If. when he becomes a man, he doesn't ,
mak the best of the Job he has. It h t
slights the oportunlty at hand because
of a greater promise afitr he will always
rome home at nlicht with an empty
bucket. He will always be the foolish boy. -
The worry of today, the treat of to
morrow are the result of careleasne ,-.
of yesterday. .If, aa every day come, a
man doe hla best with the berry patch
nearest at band he will never fear the ,.
empty bucket of tomorrow. Th return
may be small for the effort expended, .'
but there always will be- return fof f- w
fort, nd there never are return for ?
hope that ar Inspired by envy. -Th
little task of today that 1 well
done ha a greater reward than dream; y
Ing of a more Imposing task for tomorr j.
row. It 1 what we do with the chance
we have that counts, not what we mlght-7
have done had we had another man''
opportunity, . , ,
bay that again, and say it oftin: "Ifj
1 what we do with the chance we have,
that counts; not what we might havr
done had we had another man' oppor-;
tunlty." i
A Swimming Lesson
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By WINIFRED BLACK.
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Dear Winifred Black: I would like to
hoar from you on this question:
Should a stenographer accept atten
tion from a business manager who Is
marrtad, such a escorting her to a car,
luncheons and send
ing her flowers,
and she In return
making him pres
ents?
I am broad enough
to think this can
be don and no rani
harm result.
No, I am not jeal
ous, but I would
like to protect them
both from criticism.
What should A
wife do In cage
like thlsT if I spoke
to either they
would think I wm
jealous, and that I
what I want to
avoid.
f have read the many beautiful things
you have written, and I know you have
helped so many to master eonu. .......
T. W. J.
Bo your heart ache and you're afraid
to let your husband know It for
think vou are jealous?
band Is this of
your', nyhow? Didn't he promise to
love, cherish and protect you all your
life? And how many times did he tell you
before you were married that he would
..v.r i. the softest zephyr that ever
breathed blow too hard upon you? AndJ
now he takes his stenographer to luncn
eun and give her flower and takes pres
ent from her, and you're so afraid of
him you don't dre tell him that he's
breaking your heart? Nice, agreable man
he must bs.
Jeakma? Of course you are Joaloua;
you'd b a blind fool If you were nut.
Jeulou? I'd let that husband konw I wa
Jealou. and let him know without a
minute delay, either.
Tell him that you are very miserable,
and that you don't believe he want you
to be that. Tell him you wan t him to
keep away from the woman who Is mak
ing all this trouble, and to keep long
way away from her, too.
There's no use making a scene or be
ing traglo over the affair. Thx-re probably
Isn't a bit of real harm In lt-yet. Make
It your business to see that there Is no
harm In It any time.
You may do that husband of your the
favor of bis life by putting a stop to
this affair right bow. He may have
blundered into It blindly. The woman
hasn't.
Women know when they are doing the
wrong thing, and no woman ever Ured
so stupid that she nnean't knew that aha
baa no business alienatlag a man from
bis wit.
The sort of woman who will aooourag
a man to do thing h know will make
hi wife anhafpy will mak that vary
sam man mors than a trifle unhappy
when she get a few of hi tetter tucked
tenderly away at ber Uwyec.
fctcrlousV Bless you. no; It can't be
serious yet. It' your business to see, that
It dueen't get serious, I'oor man. It Isn't
fair to let him drift along straight Into
serious trouble and never lift a finger to
help him. ,
All men ar fool where woman are con
cerned. Ten to on that little stenographer
1 making your husband think he's sorry
for her, and he feels noble arid generous
and broad-minded whenever he buy her
a bunch of posle. . '
It' good for a man to feel like that.
Help him to feel that way about you.
You ar little and helpless and loving and
lonely, too; and oh, how you do love
pofcles.
Don't let that helpless man of your
get ao far away you can't call him back.
He's drifting, drifting. Look out he'll
get Into deep water soon, and maybe
he can't swim. Give him a few lesson In
the art before he droen b(ftifa 1'yiiur
very eye.
Th other woman? What shall you say
to her? '
Not one word, not on syllable. Bmlle
Ilk th pteeaanteat kind of a Cheshire
cat every time you meet her. It won't, bo
long before she'll begin to know why .you
smile.
Don't bother with her. She can swim
all right, and dive, too, very prettily, no
doubt, or she wouldn't be wearing suck
an attractive bathing suit, do you think?
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"Skinned"
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Simeon Ford, the New York humorist, ,
said at a recent supper:
"These attacks on New York's dishon
esty and extortion usually come from -pikers.
(
"The latest attack comes from Pei -Pease
of Croydon Four Corners, up In
New Hampshire. I'eleg ald the other J
day at the general store: ( ' t
" 'Yes, I bin to York, and It' a Una
town, bht crooked.' ;
" 'How crooked?' asked the storekeeper. :
M 'Wall,' said Peleg, 'I bought Marthey
a t-cent paper o' pin don to York, an"'
on the train rid home I counted 'em..
They wus marked 1.000, but, by orlnus.
they win fourteen short by actual '
count'.' " '
torn gaaday History.
Ponce d Lon on Easter Sunday, March
Ti, 1S1Z, discovered a new land which, he
named Florida, partly In honor of th
day called In th ritual of the church
Pascua Florida, and partly to deatcribe
the delightful landscape that opened on
hi atght th Land of Flower.
The United State aeoretary of war la
sued a special order on March U, Its,
abolishing Sunday dree parade at mili
tary post.
A synod at RoueeJIlon. France, decreed
la ion that sbwiIsi at war tou!d cot
mak aa attack; between Satiudaf s
lug and Monday moruiag.
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