Nebraska Newspapers

    RED CLOUD, NEBRASKA, CHIEF
The Thirteenth
Commandment
8wiiwiijtiiiiitniUMiiiini"i"imn'wM'viitinmni'ii'
CHAPTER XVI Continued.
11
"I'll buy myHclf a picture of you."
.She told of her IoiikIuk for n photo
graph of lilin, hut did not tell him of
tier need of It us talisman, lie
laughed aloud at this Incredible wy
of spending money, till Hho begun mid
denly to cry. lie hud no answer to
that argument except yes. Then she
began to laugh. They decided to atop
at u photographer's ,on the way to the
live-thirty train.
Daphne ran out nnd cashed Itcben'f
check at the grocer's much to the re
lief of lichen's bookkeeper, whoso
books had been held up by the missing
check.
Daphne naked for the privilege of
taking her father to the train, nnd
Bayard was so busy figuring where to
put the cash he had on hand that he
consented to stop at home.
They went first to the gallery of n
photographer whose hlimv-cn.se bad
displayed some strong and veracious
portraits ot men. Tho photographer's
prices Btaggered Daphne and she pro
tested, but he nnswered dolefully:
"I'd give ii thousnild dollars, for ono
photograph of my father."
That settled It.
After the sitting Dnphne nnd her
father proceeded to the station. Sho
Btoppcd nt tho gato because she had
neither n ticket for tho trnln nor a
platform pass from the station master.
Sho watched him dwindling down
tho long platform. Ho was n mere
manikin when ho reached his place and
waved to her before he vanished
through the tangle door of the train.
Sho waved to him with her hnndker
chief, nnd when ho was gone sho bur
led her eyes In It. Her partings with
her father had marked epochs In her
life. She wondered what destiny would
do to her between now nnd the next
one. She felt forlorn, afraid for his
llfo on the train, afraid for her soul In
tho perils before It, and so sorry for
him and for herself that she could not
help boo-hoolng a little.
Destiny did not keep her waiting,
for while she was strangling her sobs
as best sho could she heard u voice
over her shoulder. It said:
"Aim, gel, nt last I hnvo you In mo
power."
"Mr. Duancl" sho gasped, b sho
turned to meet his smile with another.
"And where have you been nil this long
while?"
"A lot you'vo enred," ho growled.
"Did you ever telcphono me ns you
promised you would? No! Were you
nlwnys but when I telephoned? Yes I
Did you let mo call on you? You did
not I When at last It penetrated my
thick hide that you wei 1 actually giv
ing me it hint that you didn't want me
round and that you hnd thrown mo
overboard, neck nnd crop, I grew very
proud. I refused to call on you ngaln."
"I'm nwfully sor-ry," sho said, and
her voice broke.
"Sorry" was n dangerous word for
Iter nt that moment, and her sobs were
beginning again, when he mnde a vig
orous effort to talk them down.
Tho crowds In the station were too
well preoccupied with their own er
rands to notice a girl crying, nnd to
tho gnteman farewell tears wero no
luxury.
Dunne tried tho best ho could to help
her. He was saying: "And now I sup
'poso I've got to miss my train and my
"I'd Give a Thousand Dollars for One
Photograph of My Father."
igolf and all that while I take you home
in n taxi. You're fnr too pretty to bo
running nround looso In u mob like
this."
She shook her head. "You mustn't
miss your trnln, Mr. Dunne, or your
,golf. I'm used to going about nlono,
and I've got to get usedcr to It. I'm
going homo In the subway. Goodby
nnd thank you."
Sho put out her hand formally, nnd
ho took It. It was lllco n soft, sun-
j wanned flower In hlB palm, and ho
Iclung to It
Its warmth seemed to
''wssjnIW
reach through his blood to his heart
niitl to make it ache.
"I must go. Yon can't put mo off
ngaln I" he said. "I will tnko you
home I" Ho turned to call a redcap
standing In solemn patience hestdc two
traveling bags and a bristling golf nag.
'Torter, take my things to tho parcel
room and bring me the check."
"No," said Daphne, hastily. "I
mustn't! You mustn't! Really I I
mean It! flood-by!"
She walked away so rapidly that ho
could not follow her without unseemly
haste. She heard him call, sharply:
"I'ortor, never mind the parcel room.
Come along to the train."
Her success In escaping him was so
complete that she rather regretted It.
When she reached the npartment sho
found Leila almost prostrated from tho
effects of her ultrulsm nnd from tho
fact that liayard was in ono of his
tantrums.
A special delivery letter had Just
como from Dutllh's shop. It said that
Mr. Dutllh was arriving from Paris
with his winter models, and since ho
would have to pay n largo sura nt tho
customs house 11 wns regrettably nec
essary to beg Mr. Kip to send by re
turn mail a check for tho Inclosed bill,
which was long past due.
And now the briefly adjourned lnws
of finance were reassembled. Leila's
short reign was over; her cxtravaganco
had again found her out nnd demanded
punishment. The gown sho hud bought,
and was asked to pay for, hnd been
worn shabby, danced to shreds In
Newport. Hut tho bill was ns bright
ns ever.
liayard was so fagged with his
weeks of discouragement that ho was
as irascible as n veteran of the gout
whose toe has been stopped on. when
Daphno walked in he was denouncing
Leila in excellent form. Ho used
Daphno ns u further c'ub.
"My poor sister sent buck the gown
sho bought I But you you bought
more 1"
Daphne realized how much this
would endear her to Leila nnd sho
took Immediate flight. She found tho
Chlvvlses In a state of tension. Mr.
Chtvvls wns not usually homo before
half-past six. Daphuc felt an omen in
the way they looked nt her when they
acknowledged her entrance.
Sho went to her room In a stato of
foreboding misery She had not paid
her board for several weeks. Sho had
not mentioned the fact to Mrs. Chtvvls,
nor Mrs. Chtvvls to her, though tho
nonpayment of n board bill Is ono of
the self-evident truths that landladies
usually discuss with freedom.
A few minutes Inter Mrs. Chlvvls
tapped on the door, her thimble rank
ing a sharp elude. Sho brought her
sewing with her nnd sewed as sho
said: "May I sit down u moment?
Thank you." Sho kept her eyes on tho
scan while sho talked.
"Well, Miss Kip, the war 1ms reach
ed us nlso nt last. My husband lost
his position today."
"Yes? Oh, how horrible 1" Daphno
gasped, with double sincerity.
"Tho olllco wns closed unexpectedly
by an Involuntary petition In bankrupt
cy. His salary was not palil last week
nor this, and well wo don't want
to Inconvenience you, but "
"I understand," snld Daphno. "I'll
give you what I can."
Sho took her poor little wealth from
her handbag. Sho hnd paid ten of the
llftv to the photographer as n deposit.
She gnvo Mrs. Chlvvls twenty-flvo dol
lars, and promised her more.
Mrs. Chlvvls was very grateful nnd
went down the hall, smiling n Uttlo
over her seam.
Clay called that evening, no wns
exhausted with a day of tramping tho
town, looking for work. He was too
weary to talk nnd he fell nslcep twice
during one of Mr. Chlvvls' commen
taries on tho probnblo effects of the
Imminent rupture of Paris by the Ir
resistible Germans. Tho French gov
ernment had nlready moved to Bor
deaux nnd But Clny had read It all
In n dozen different newspapers, and
ho passed uwny.
Daphne wns restless. Mr. Chlvvls
was on her nerves. Clny was not
pretty, nslcep, sitting with his jaw
dropped nnd his hands hanging down,
palms forward, llko nil ape's. She was
enjoying another of the woes of mar
riage without Its privileges.
The Chlvvlses began to yawn, nnd
Mrs. Chlvvls Anally bade tho startled
Clay "flood evening." She hnd been
brought up to believo that It was In
dellcato for u woman to bid a mnn
"flood-night."
Clay, left nlono with Daphne, at
tempted n drowsy caress, but sho felt
Insulted nnd sho snapped at b!m:
"If you're only walking ta your sleep
you'd better walk yourself out of hero
nnd go to bed."
Ills apology wns Incoherent and sho
was Indignantly curt with him at tho
door. She went to her room and fat
at tho window, staring down nt the
dark swnrm of ' watchers beforo the
bulletin boards.
She had told her brother that sho
did not have to starve or sin, because
sho hnd a 'father, u brother, n lover
to protect her from want. And' now
her father and her brother and her
lover wero nil in dlro predicament,
staggering blindly In u fog of debt.
By
RUPERT HUGHES
OopTrintrt by Darpcr & Brothers
Supposo her father's trnln run off
the track or Into another trnln. A
sprend rail, a block signal overlooked,
u switch left unlocked, might bring
doom upon his train as on so many
others. Sho shivered at the horror of
her father's loss. She shivered ngaln
ut the thought of what It would menu
to her.
Suppose tho Chlvvlses turned her
out. why should they feed her for
nothing when their own future was
endangered?
Whut could Bayard do for her? or
Clay? There was Mr. Duane, of
course; but she could not take his
money without paying him. And In
what coin could she pay him? She
trembled, nnd the breeze turned gla
cial.
Tho next morning wns nnothcr day
of the same shoddy pattern. She rose
unrefreshed with only her fenrs re
newed. Sho borrowed the Chlvvlses
newspaper nnd, skipping the horrid
advertisements of foreign bnrbnrlty
and American 'dismay, turned to the
last pages. Tho "Situations Wanted"
columns wero eloquently numerous
nnd tho "Help Wnnted Female" col
umns were few; still, she made a list
of such places ns there were. Sho
wrote letters to nil sorts of peoplo
who gave newspaper letter-box ad
dresses, and she went out to call on
all sorts of people who gavo their
street numbers.
Tho letters she wrote were not an
swered at nil. She lost her postage as
she had lost her car fares. It seemed
as if the end of the world, or at least
tho breakup of its civilization, had ar
rived without warning and without
refuge.
CHAPTER XVII.
Daphne hnd not told Mrs. Chlvvls
of her financial plight, nor of her fa
ther's, nor her brother's. She had
simply let the days of payment go
pnst one by one. She snw n chillier i
glitter in Mrs. Chlvvls' eyo nnd there
was a constant restraint upon tho con
versation for many days.
Mr. Chlvvls was nt homo most of tho
tluo now, sitting about In his old
clothes to savo the others, no and his
wlfo nnturally talked of Daphne.
Sometimes she overheard their under
tones. Each seemed to urge tho other
to tho attack. Finally, ono evening
Mrs. Chlvvls made so bold ns to call
on Daphne In her room, nnd to say,
after much improvising:
"I dislike to speak of it, Miss Kip,
but well or you see the fact Is
If you Tho grocer is sending round
In the morning for his lust week's bill,
and if it's not Inconvenient "
Dnphne felt sick with shnme, but
she hud to confess, "I can't tell you
how sorry I am, but I haven't any."
"Really? That's too bad!" Mrs.
Chlvvls said. She was hardly sorrier
for herself than for Dnphne. Sho tried
to brighten them both with hope. "But
you expect no doubt you expect soon
to"
"I've oeen looking for for fiomo
work to do, but there doesn't Bceru to
be nny."
"Oh, I see!" snld Mrs. Chlvvls, con
firmed In her suspicions nnd reduced
to silence. Daphno went on, after
swallowing several cobblestones:
"Rut, of course. I've no right to bo
entlng your food nnd stuylng on hero
ns n guest. And I suppose I'd better
glvo up my room, so that you enn
tnko In somebody who can pny."
Mrs. Chlvvls was close, but she1 was
not up to nn eviction, nnd she gasped.
"Oh, really! I hardly think I
shouldn't like"
Her hnrd volco crackled like nn
Iclclo snapping off the caves in a
spring sun ; nnd beforo either of them
qulto understood It tho hard eyes of
both thawed; tears streamed, and
they were In euch other's nrms.
Dnphno was tho better weeper of
tho two. Poor Mrs. Chlvvls could not
bo really lavish even with tears; but
she did very well, for her.
Immediately they felt years better
acquainted old friends nil of a sud
den. They were laughing foolishly
when nn npologetlc knock on the open
door Introduced Mr. Chcvvls, who
would no more have crossed tho sill
than ho would havo broken Into tho
temple of Vesta. Ills name was Chlv
vls, not Clodlus.
Tho surprised eyes of Daphne threw
him Into confusion, but he said: "I've
been thinking, Miss Kip, that If you
really want to work nnd nren't too
particular whut ut maybe 1 could get
you n plnco nt my old office, with tho
publishing house. They turned me off,
hut the receivers nro trying to keep
tho business going. Not much pny,
lint something's always better'n noth
ing." "Anything Is better thnn nothing,"
snld Dnphne, "and It might be n begin
ning." Sho applied tho next dny and the
firm accepted her.
Now Dnphno was truly a working
woman; not n dramatic nrtlst with pe
culiar hours, but a toller by tho clock.
Sho entered tho office of tho compnny
nt half-past eight, punched her num
ber on tho tlma register, nnd sot to
work nddrcsslng lnrgo envelopes. Sho
wrote nnd wrote and wroto till twelve ;
at ono sho took up her pen again, nnd
tho afternoon went In an endless re
iteration of dip nnd write, till five
thirty. Then she Joined tho home-going
panic nnd took the crowded sub
way to Columbus circle.
Sho plodded tho treadmill, till nt
tho end of the sixth dny, her forty
eighth hour of transcribing nnmes nnd
addresses from tho lists to tho wrap
pers, she carried off u cash reward of
eight dollars. This wns not clear gain.
Her street car fares had totaled sixty
cents, her lunches u dollar and u half;
sho had worn her costumes at the
sleeves and damaged them with n few
Ink spots, and her shoes were taklrg
on n shabby nop.
It was not encouraging.
At Daphne's left elbow was n lnrgc.
fat girl whose pen rolled off large,
fat letters. She talked ail the time
about nothing of Importance, laughed
and fidgeted and asked questions that
would have been Impertinent if they
hnd come irom anything lut u lnrge,
fat bend.
Her name was Maria Prlblk. Sho
was u Bohemian of the second genera
tion; but .she wns dyed In tho wool
with New Yorklshness. Sho was an
Incessant optimist mid Kept remind
ing everybody to "cheer up. golls, the
wolsst might be wolsser yet."
Daphne's luck did not last long. The
receivers found that the percentage oi
Inquiries following upon the advert ix
lng and circularizing campaigns was
hardly paying the postage. People
were either too poor to buy books or
too busy with the molten history pour
ing from tho caldrons of Europe. Yes
terday's paper was undent history
enough.
Tho receivers closed down tho
business abruptly on u Snturday and
Instructed the manager to announce
Sfe?
Mr. Chlvvls Was at Home Most of the
Time Now, Sitting About In KIs Old
Clothes to Save the Others.
to his flock that there would be no
more work nt present. Daphne's heart
stopped. Here she was again, learn
ing ngnln the dreadful significance of
"out of n job" what tho thentrlcal
people called "at liberty."
Miss Prlblk looked nt Daphne nnd
noted her gloom. "Say, kid, listen
here. Whyn't choo como with mo? I
can land you a Job nt the Lar do
Lucks. Guy name of Golst Is the boss
and he'll always gimme a Job or any
lady friend. He's kind of rough, but
what's the cliff? Ills money buys Just
as much us anybody's. We better beat
It over there ahead this bunch."
Dnphne murmured her hnsty thanks
nnd they left nt once. Miss Prlblk led
the wny to a huge building full of
"Pants Makers," "Nightshirt Makers,"
"Waist Makers," and publishers of cal
endars, favors and subscription books.
She asked for Mr. Gerst. saw him,
beckoned him over, and hailed him
with bruva Jo :
"Well, Mist' Golst, here I am, buck
to tho mines. This Is me friend Kip
I want you should glvo her a Job and
me, too."
Daphne faced Mr. Gerst's Inspects
without visible flinching, though she
wns unensy within. Gerst wns n lurge,
flamboyant brute with eyes that
seemed less to receive light than to
send forth vision. Do had an in
quisitive and stripping gaze. But
Daphno must endure It. After ran
sacking Daphno with his eyes, he
gruntod: "You look pretty good to
me, klddo. You can begin Monday."
"Thanks," said Dnphne, humbly.
"I'm comln', too," said Miss Prlblk.
"All right." sahl Gerst. "It's time
you did. We'll take some of Unit beef
off you." And ho playfully pinched
her arm.
Adroitly evading his pincers, Miss
Prlblk led tho way out, and Daphno
trailed her oustlde.
Dnphno loathed and fenrcrt the man
already. He stood like n glowering
niennco In the pnth ahead of her.
Monday morning nt eight Dnphne
reported for work with the L'Art do
Luxe Publishing society, pronounced
by Its own people (who ougMl to
know) "Lur do Luck's."
This firm wns engaged In the pe
culiarly Anglo-Saxon business of graz
ing the censorship as closely as pos
sible. It printed everything thut It
dnred to print under the whimsically
Puritanic eyo of the law. Townrd
the authorities It turned the white
sldo of a banner of culturo claiming
to put In the linnds of the peoplo the
noblest works of foreign genius nnd
defying nny but an Impure mind to
find Impurity In Its clnsslc wares. The
ntlior rIiIo .it tlin linnnnr was liumle
nnd Informed the customers by every
willlllmWir ) fw
prurient Inmiendo that tho book.? w.-r,
published In their entirety without cv
purgntlon. Vlco has its bypoeriUeil
cant no less than religion.
One dny, toward tho end of her first
week, she was startled to find beforo
her n curd bearing the legend "Duane,
Thomns." Ills nddress was given, nnd
the fucts that ho had bought the three
quarter morocco Balzac, the hulf
leathor Fielding nnd Smollett, nnd tho
levant Court Memoirs. He had not
yet taken the bait for the Do Muupas
sunt. Daphne pnndered his card and his
taste. She was shaken from her pen
sive mood by the sudden commotion
of all the women. All eyes had seen
the minute and the hour hands In con
Junction ut XII. Names wero left off
In the middle; pens fell from poised
hands.
Daphne found herself alone. Sho
was glad ot the quiet and the solitude,
while It lusted which was not long,
for Gerst came Hack unexpectedly
early,
His eye mot Daphne's. He started
towanl her, nnd then, seeing that sho
glanced uwny, went on to his desk.
He stood there manifestly Irresolute n
moment. He glanced at Daphne again,
ut the fire escapes, at the empty room.
Then he went to the first of the tables
anil with labored carelessness lnpict
ed the work ot the absentee. He drift
ed along tho nlsle townrd Daphne,
throwing her now and then an Inter
rogative smile that filled her with a
fierce anxiety.
She knew his reputation. Sho bad
seen his vulgar seilllles with some of
tho girls, hud heard his odious words. I
one was convinced mui ne wus noout
11, l'UV lll'l UIU UUlllUlU lUlHllUHJl'Ul Ui.
tils attention.
Her heart began to flutter with fear
nnd wrath. She felt that if he spoke
to her she would scream ; If he put his
hand on her shoulder or her chair she
would kill him, with a pnir of scissors
or the knife with which she scraped
off blots. . . . No. she must not kill
him. But she would have to strike
him ori the mouth.
But that meant instant dismissal at '
the very least. He might smash his
fist Into her face or her breast or
knock her to the floor with the back
of his bund. She hnd seen too much
of life recently to cherish longer the
pretty myth that the poor are good to
the poor. She had seen how shabby i
women fared with street ear conduct- j
ors and subway guards. She had seen j
her own prestige dwindle ns her
clothes lost freshness.
But the violence of Gcrst's resent
ment would bo n detnll. The horror
wus the mere thought of his touch.
She rose quickly nnd tried to rench
the fire escape. Thut wns the solu
tion to Join the crowd. I
But Gerst filled the aisle. She sidled
pnst two tables Into the next aisle. He
laughed and sidled across to the same
aisle. She tried to hasten by. He put
his arms out nnd snickered:
"What's the rush, girlie? Nobody
hollered 'Fire I'" '
"Let me pass, please," she mumbled.
"Wnlt ta minute, wait ta minute.
What 'd you say If I was to ast you
to go to a show tanlght, huh? Whut'd
you sny?"
"Thank you. I have another I
couldn't."
"S'mother eve, then? Or to a dance,
huh?"
"Thank you, I'm nfrald I can't."
"Why not? Come on I Whv not?
Ain't I got class enough for you?"
"Oh yes, but-
Please, let me by."
He stared at her, and I1I3 bunds
twitched, nnd his lips. His eyes ran
over her face and her bosom us if sho
were a foi bidden text. She was try
lug to remember what Duane hud told
her about the way to quell a man
With great difficulty nnd in all trepl
datlon she parroted her old formuln.
"Mr. Gerst, you don't have to flirt
with me. I don't expect It, and I don't
like It, so please let me go."
He stared at her, trying to under
stand her unitizing foreign Inngunge.
Then he sniffed with amused unbelief,
dropped his hands, nnd stood ur.lde.
Daphne could hnrdly believe her
eyes. The churm hnd worked the third !
time! She dnrted forward to get away I
before the spell was broken. As she
passed him whether ho suddenly '
changed his mind or had only pretend-
ed to acquiesce; ho enveloped her In .
his nrms. !
Sho almost swooned In the onset of (
fear nnd tho suffocation of his em-,
brace. Then she fought him, striking,
scratching, writhing. He crowded ,
her ngulast the nearest table and tried
to rench her lips across her left elbow.
Her outllung right hand struck
ngalnst an Inkwell, recognized It as n
weapon of a sort, and, clutching It,
.swept It up and emptied It Into his
face.
Ills sntyrlc leer vanished In rJ black
splash. Ills hunds went to hie
drenched eyes. Daphne, released,
dropped tho Inkwell and lied to the
locker-room while he stamped uboutf
howling like the blinded Cyclops.
Daphne did not stny to taunt him nor
to demand her wages. She caught u
glimpse of faces at tho flre-escapo
windows, but, hugging her hut nnd
cont, sho mnde good her escape.
Sho knew whnt she was escuplng
from, but not what to,
(TO BH CONTINUED.)
One Word Spoils All.
Just when n woman begins to bo In
vited out n little by nlco peoplo hor
husband spoils nil by referring to tho
laundress ns tho washerwoman right
out where overybody can hear. Ohio
Stnto Journal.
Impossible.
Ilub "I don't believo In parading
my virtues." Wife "You couldn't
anyway. It takes quite a minile i
make a parado." Boston i
i
J
SAGE TEA DARKENS
HAIR TO ANY SHADE
Don't stay Grayl Here's an Old
time Recipe that Anybody
can Apply.
Tho use of Sngo and Sulphur for n
storing faded, gray hair to Its nnturnl
color dates back to grandmother's
time. Sho used It to keep her hair
beautifully dark, gloy and nttrnc
tlve. Whenever her hair took on that
dull, faded or streaked appearance,
this simple mixture was applied with
ivonderful effect.
But browing nt hom Is mussy nnd
out-of-date. Nowaday by asking nt
nny drug store for n bottle of "Wyeth's
Sngo and Sulphur Compound," you
will get this famous old preparation,
Improved by the iiddltlnn of other In
gredients, which enn b depended up
on to restore natural color and beauty
to the hnlr.
A well-known downtown druggist
says It dnrkens the hair so naturally
and evenly that nobody can tell It hns
been applied. You simply dampen a
sponge or soft brush with It and draw
this through your hair, taking ono
strand nt a time. By morning tho
gray hnlr disappears, and after an
other application or two, It becomes
beautifully dark and glnv. Adv.
When a married man has no mind of
bis own hl wife !, apt to give him n
piece of hers.
Fresh, sweet, white, dainty clothe
for baby, If yon use Red Cross Rail
mue. Novor 8trt.Ilks or lnJlIrosJ them
AM g00(, growr8 ,, ,t Cc ,m(:kaKe
Probably the most difficult ascent Is
getting up n subscription.
For sale, ftlfilfa $9; sweet clover 110 per
bu. John MulhtUI, Sioux City, low.
The moment u girl finds her Ideal
she begins a search for a substitute.
IN MISERY
FOR YEARS
Mrs. Courtney Tells How She
Was Cured by Lydia .
Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound.
Oskaloosa, Iown. " For years I was
dimply in misery from a weakness and
awiui pains ana
nothing seemed to
do mo any good. A
friend advised nv
to take Lydia .
Pinkham's Vege
table Compound. I
did so and got re
lief right awny. I
can certainly re
commend this valu.
able medicine to
other women who
suffer, for it has
dono such crood
work for me and I know it will help
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