TItE HEBr OMAHA. THURSDAY, FKHIUTAHV 11, 1JM5.
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Read it Here See it at the Movies.
By up"!! arrangement for thla ppr 4
phot o-irin rorrepondina; to the Install
ment, oi "Runaway JunV' way now be
MO at the leading moving picture tbe
atom. By arrangement made with the
Ifntual Film corporation It la nut -only
possible to read "Runawar June" rach
iay, but also afterward to, as movin
pictures Illustrating our storjr.
(CopTTlKht. . 1915. by Serial , Pulblcatlon
, ' Corporation ) "
FIFTH KriSODE.
A Woman In Trouble.
CHAPTER I. (Continued.)
In there, amid the wrath Of curllhf
blue smoke, moved handsomely gowned
women, and many of them nonchalantly
puffed at cigarettes. At the Instance the
smiling Gilbert Blye'a key grated the
A largo, yellow haired woman cams
hurrying from the salon with June
' employment agency card In her hand.
"Right thla way. honey," ahe rasped la
a voice to which the honey was foreign,
and ah . led the way to a amall aide
room at the loft of the saloon. As June
reluctantly entered the strangely fur
niched little room at the left Gilbert Blye
cam in at the front door.
"With a smile upon his lips and glinting
in hla dark eyes he hurried straight back
toward the little room tn which June
stood, now alone and frightened.
At that Instant a huge, clumsy maid
.cams tumbling up from the basement,
followed by a puff of yellow smoke. With
her eyes distended and her mouth open,
ready for the yell of "Fire!" she rushed
to the door of the saloon, but before she
could reach it Gilbert Blye had her
roughly by the arm and puahed her
through the door which led to the base
ment He stood staring at the smoke
which came curling ominously through
that opening, glanced again toward June's
room and dashed down the stairs.
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That was a strangely furnlshod little
room In which June found herself. There
were two desks and a filing cabinet and
some office chairs, but there were a
, luxurious couch and dainty hangings, a
soft rug and Pink paneled walls and
ceiling. It was all so Incongruous. And
the- work It was queer too. The yellow
haired woman came In from the parlor i
presently and explained the posting Into
small blank books of many memorandum
' slips. Each slip1 (contained the name of
a . woman and a sum of money. There
were no slips of men, but there were In
dex cards about men. June pussled as to
what sort of business this might be.
The, page girl swished In with one of
the memorandum slips. The yellow head,
whose- faea was puffy and more colored
than - was . wholesome, took " the slip,
looked at the name1 on'lt, frowned, shook
her bead and went out with the girl. She
entered the salon - and stood surveying
the soene with cold abstraction. Around
a long table sat the women whom June
had seen. Tney ntt had.tilrds In front
- of them and stocks of splaying chips, and
arawboned woman sitting' on a higher'
chair than 'the rest was dealing. The
yellow, haired woman fixed her atten
tion on the gambler next to the dealer.
She was a fluffy- blond with a foverlsh
glitter In her eyes, and she was bent
so Intently upon the fall of the cards
that ahe did not notice the door open and
close.
Poor June! She glanoed about her with
growing .-repugnance, She was abjectly
miserable, and suddenly she was sobbln.
Jn the gambling room the Huffy blond
who had played ao feverishly stsked and
lost the last chip In front of her. 8he
turned Impatiently to look for the page
girl. 8he met Instead the cold, hard eye
of the yellow haired woman, who quietly
. motioned her. The player rose reluc-
' tantly,' and fright came Into her face as
she followed into the hall and to the
little offloe where June had been Installed,
announced the yellow-halred-woman.
"Yov'rn reached the limit. Mrs. Perry."
turning .on the unlucky one IharplV , as
she closed the door. Her Is the I. O. U.
Belle brought to me.. I have no O. K.'d
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"I wouldn't 0. X. Iff or B9 cents." snap
ped the other. "Now I want action.
Tbu',11 telephone your husband from this
room,
"No, nor The woman wrung her
hands. 'Til talk to him tonight!"
"I know that game," she scorned, and
from June's desk she took an Index card.
'Elght-o-eight-o Garden." she told the
' new secretary. "Ask for Mr. Perry and
say that his wife wishes to speak with
him."
"No!"' cried Mrs. Perry hysterically
and reached over June's shoulder to take
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GILBERT BJjY.
the phone. The new secretary had made
no move toward the phone, She was
staring at the yellow haired woman in
astonishment.' That determined person
was not one to prangle in emergnnclea.
-She snatched up the phone herself and
called the number.
"You women think I'm a mark," she
scornfully stated to' Mrs. Perry while she
waited. You'd sting me for $1,000 rather
than atlng your husband for It See this
cari?" She held It out. It contained the
name, of Jack W. Perry, his business ad
dress, his home address, his financial rat
ing, probable income,, clubs and tele
phone numbers. And the unfortunate
Mr. Perry seemed to shrink Into hope
less despair as she realised the Implac
able organisation against which. she had
pitted herself. "Mr. Perry, please." The
yellow-haired woman's .voice had -undergone
a complete change. It was .very
pteasanf of mriec'tlbn, TMfUkn ftrasped.
"His wife wishes to apeak with him."
She handed over the telephone, and June,
seeing Mrs. Perry's unsteadiness, rose
and' compassionately gave' the woman her
chair. 1 The yellow-haired one walked
calmlySiyer to her own desk and took up
the extension 'phone.. ...
June looked at her hat and coat. She
seemed quite bewildered. She could not
quite understand what this waa all about,
but ahe did know that it was all un
pleasant and heartless and degrading.
She was starting to go when something
on Mrs. Perry's fsce touched bar sym
pathies and held her.
(To fete Continued Tomorrow.)
The Spark and the Fire
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright, iHU; lnlern'l Kews Service.
2mi feezes. tgiMm n tiiWSsw M Mr- (
bomeoody said" iong ago, "sdmewuere, wun uaucu aweet
nRS In their hearts, I think, that "no love ever dies."
They meant not man-and-mald Ipre alone, you must
know but any love: for a flower, a child, your friend,
the glory of the sunset la the, western sky, your dear mother
with soft eyes. No matter if these should be broken, or lost
or buried, or fled away, still were they not dead! And this
Is a warm thing to lay at your heart the belief In this.
For then you will know that the seed you held in your
heart blows Into flower somewhere, in some fashion.
And you will sing more, I reckon, and carry a feather
weight heart in your body for knowing that.
- tier' now is the little maid with the soft little snouiaers
and the Idle mind that flickers about in whimsical paths
like the pale yellow butterfly of the spring but with Eve's
heart In her small body and a dcJl-baby with taffy hair and
violently blue eyes, with regular twigs for eyelashes, cher
ished close to her breast.1 And another small maid from the
very same Eve-pattern pearling enviously and burningly to
the other's baby. And. some day the doll-baby breaks her
face into bits and Is burled along with other memories, and
another bud In the garden of loving seems dead. But It
isn't so a' tall! The bud of mother-loving lies fast and asleep
(petal.' The spark under the gray ash has fanned into a
teci riower ot primrose' name, ana tne tuiadu-- Jt 1
of long ago is a satin-soft thing that breathes, and rnakn
bubbles and clutches at life with a fist like a peach-bloom
petal. The spark under the gray ash has fanned lnta u
leaping fire. The miniature as tiny as the hollow at trie
foot ot your throat Is a picture in "heroic" size that reaches
to the sky and against the throne ot God. The bud that was
forgotten Is a princess-rose.
"No love ever dies." go don't ever think It. The love
that you lavished somewhere that you think Is dead may
have been but a tiny thing and never lost only the pos
sibility of a great reality that has come! Nell Brinkley.
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Victrola VI, $23
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Advic8 to Lovelorn f
iliniOl varmTAX -
Thlak A boat Tour Work.
Dear Vise Fairfax: I am 19 years oU
aiid deeply la love with a girl two yeara
my Junior. I met at an affair Chrtat
ntaa night. 1013. Her mothr raised no
objection until the end of laat summer,
when he refused to let her so put ltn t
me. Her objections are uue 10 my smuu
salary. I rlly am not earning enougn.
but eventually I espei't to be able to.
Bhould I continue nty attentions or
rhould I break with her? I.U8.
Boys of 19 years should really not be
Indulged In mad love affaire. Since the
'girl's mother objects to you, snd since
you are not In a financial position to sup
port a wife (and why should you be at
your ageT, you have no r!ght to Insist
on. continuing your attentions. Certainly
It will not break your heart or ruin
your ambitions to give up this girl, if j
yon are a manly and worth-while chap, I
prove It by two or three years' hard
work and by winning success. Put the 1
energy you are wasting on a boyish love j
1 affair Into your work and you will get I
ahead In the world and btin a posltlou
to be regarded with favor by this girl's
mother or by the mother of any lot her
girt you care for a few years from now.
Tell Her tk Tratb.
bear Miss Fairfax: t am a young man
of Z2. I have l-n keeping company
with a young lady' fof about eutht
months. During that tlir.e I used to rail
on her oftvn. Itly I stopped, thinking
It is not rtiit for a young man to keep
company with a young ladr. as long as
he has no Intention to e envaged to her.
Last week I received a telephone call
from bar. I am afhanwd to go and ex
plain. V. &
Tell bar the truth. There la ne use In
pussllng or hurting her by sn unex
plained absence If, after ane knows the
truth, she still cares to be friends It will
be quite fair tor you to do so.
The following Omaha and Council
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of Victor Victrolas, and, all the late
Victor Records as 'fast as issued.
You are cordially invited' to inspect
N the stocks at any of these establishments.
Vactroiao :
PIANO COMPANY
1311-1313 Farnam St Omaha, Neb.
- Tit Victrola EedUl Friday from 3 to 4 P. M. .
n Branch at
21 S P 7 91 334 BROADWAY
15th and
Harney. Omaha.
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txt n.
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Corner
Council Bluffs
Cycle. .
The Fox Trot, Castle Pol
ka, . and all the other new
dancea all played loud and
clear and in perfect time.
There are Victors and
Victrolas in great variety
of styles from $10 to $250
at all Victor dealers.
Victor TeJklng Machine Co.
. Camden, N. J.
Victrolas Sold by
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407 Wett Broadway, - (dirndl Bluffs, la.
lens
Stores
Talking Machine Department
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Victrola XVI, $200
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