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GLORIA

THE STORY SO EAR Gloria Gordon. 20-year-okl beauty, marries Diok Gregory l or tile money she thinks he lias. She has made up her mind that marriage for her will mean clothes and good times. . . but no children. She scorns Bill Hough's wife. Lola, who works hard to bring up three babies. Dick tells her he can t afford a maid. and borrows Maggie, hia mother’s maid, to teach Glory to cook. Glory refuses to learn. Stanley Wayburn. an actor whom Glory once loved, calls on her. Dick secs him leaving the house, and Glory tells Dick that he is an interior decorator. Dick is confined to the house with a cold. His secretary. Miss Briggs, comes there to work with him. While they are busy Gloria pians a housewarming. When the party is at its height Stan Wayburn comes. And Dick recognizes in the actor the man he saw leaving his house. He is sure Glor'a lied to him. Later Gloria finds Stan making love to Myra Gail, a married friend. She recklessly takes too many drinks; and, while she is dancing with Dr. John Seymour, the husband of May Seymour, who is in love with Jim Carcwe. Glory faints away. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY By Beatrice Burton CHAPTER VIII LORY lay there without mov(j in*. . - . But she seemed to he groins around and around . . . and around. There was a sound like rushing wind in her ears. Above it she heard Myra Gail's high voice. ‘ Our hostess seems to have passed out of the picture,” she was saying. "I thought she was drinking more than she could stand.!” Then Gloria felt Dick’s arms around her. Without opening her eyes sh<* knew they were Dick’s arms. Strong as steel. . . .

tCHICKIE

By Elinors Meherin “Helena, if there were no world but us, would it be right?” She smiled. “But there la a world, David. We can not hush or flout it—” “We can and I have told it so.” “Oh —I know of that!” He laughed a little: "Then you must marry me, Helena, for I have told them all I love you. You would not have me shamed?” “I would not be the one to hurt you.” “Then you must, not put the world above me.” He lowered his head a little so that he could see her eyes, and holding them with his he answered: “That is not the stronger, but the weaker, thing to do. You want to leave me alone because of things that will be said. Is this what you call brave? But it isn't, my sweet lady. lam asking you to do the stronger thing and to meet, with me, what any one might say. For you, Helena, I could make any fight. Won’t you make this one for me?” She gave a little cry, remembering Martha’s words. She looked at his eyes as though they held all beauty, all truth, and their light were now poured upon her. Many tears were upon her lashes. “David, is it your heart that asks this—your real, true heart? Oh, are you very sure that I should take you—that, you can want me so, knowing all?” “It is my heart, and more, that wants you, lady dear. I have told you w r hy, for you are dear to me, Helena, and your thought is very pure.” She reached up then and touched his face. The branches arching above them swayed and a wild canary tossed out a note of song. She said: “Oh, David, why has this come to me—to me?” Then she lowered her head against him and was crying. He folded his arms about her. He bent his face down to hers and kissed the lips that were to him the chastest in the world and most sweet. She did not resist him. So there came to her, though she did not ask it, though she did not think that it could ever be, the beauty she had always loved, the richness and the peace. CHAPTER DXXXIX. Fulfillment S ,_ 1 IX of the glowing years were done —ten since a soft April . I evening and a young girl with a great sadness In her face started on her way alone. Ten years since Chickie stood at a depot bidding goodby to the two old ones who loved her so,, yet sent her into the waste she had made. She thought her life was finished then and all its music stilled. She saw the empty years stretch out — the bleak and tragic things. Now the years were come—her hands were filled with gifts. Once she cried because she was so branded and now because so many blessings should be hers. Often seeing Jonathan come swaggering down the block, his young namesake astride the giant shoulders she laughed aloud, so joyously the love had come to her. Other times going out to that house where the children she befriended played, she looked into the many little faces — tears rushed Into her eyes because this service had been granted her. She could turn back now to that other time and admit the richness of her life and its purpose grew from its tragedy. Because the flowers were fair she could forget the dark and bitter soil that nurtured them. She thought of her son, her teasing, brown-haired little Jonathan as her first born and David as the only one she had known. She said to herself once: “It was he always that I loved.” She meant by this that it was the beauty, the faith and the glory she asked of life and through him obtained. She had always wanted this. Once it failed her—now it endured. And this Was the living reality: the other a shadow that is lost. In the beginning she was afraid. If David came home tired or not In a mood to-talk, she watched him with a pangifof terror. Had something happened to make him Bad 9 Then he would look up from, his

"She'll be all right in a minute . . she was a bit dizzy,” Gkyy heard Dr. John’s kind voice. "I tell you, Dick, these girls shouldn't drink! They can't get away with it. Nobody can!” Dick made no answer. He picked his wife up in his arms. . . . "Good-night, Sappho!" the girl heard BUI Hpugh call in his clowjiish way. And she knew that Dick was carrying her upstairs. * * * She felt h>m tugging at the snaps on her dress . . . pulling off her silver slippers and stockings. And then, at last, she was in bed Oh. the cool, delicious feeling of the pillows ... the comfort of the quiet room! Glory half opened her eyes. Dick was hanging her clothes neatly over the back of a chair ... I He really was a dear, after all. She tried to tell him so. But she , was too tired. ... If only the sick 1 feeling in her stomach would go i away! Ugh! • * * HAT a ghastly party! And what a fool she had i— made of herself! if only she hadn't asked Stan Wayburn to come! For Gk ry knew that if she hadn’t been so upset about Wayburn and Myra, she would never luave taken those last two cocktails, and then | fainted! . . . That was the effect Wayburn j had always had upon her....to I make her do wild, reckless things ! that she didn't, want to do! Things j

book and tell of some gossip he’d heard, or give her papers to read. She would see that she had not even been in his thoughts; he was not one to harbor hurts or look for them. She grew' ashamed of her sensitiveness; saw it for what it was —a morbid seli affection. Other things in life to love besides one's precious self! Other interests! And in the beginning, too, she prayed the little children would all be sons like David and like the old fellow standing behind her chair to look down with such awe at the pretty angel in her lap. But when the girl came she forgot it was another son she asked. Yet she took the girl more seriously. Hard business this to be a woman these tumultuous days. This dainty one. must not grow strong through being weak. She would not have its spirit thrive iq sorrow. Chickie looked hack on her own life and on her own mother. How sacred she had kept her thoughts. How little of them Jennie, living in her days of lavender and a kiss once a year under the mistletoe, ever guessed. How little she had ever dreamed of wild songs humming in Chickle's heart. But she would know that goldeij morsel’s dream. She tvould be like Martha Blake and live in days that are; not In those that were. She would give the girl a hundred Interests and a great deal, but most of all a sturdy sense of her own value. She tried to find some rule that would guarantee a life of untroubled beauty. While the poor little thing was but two or three months old she became greatly agitated about it and confronted David every night with her theories. He laughed at her. "I’ll tell ,you. lady. We'll put a lump of sugar In her pocket. That'll make her sweet. You want a rule to escape the wear and tear of life? The only solution of life is meeting it. My dear, darling girl, we'll do as Adam and Eve have done for centuries—lie awake many a night and tear our hair and hope that the road we set her on is the right road. That’s the best we can do. Stand by and cheer if the going is good; stand by and help if it's hard. Shush now—she’s safe, I dare say, and won't ask for a cigaret till the age of two or a diamond necklace until five.” He had a ruggeder, happier way to look at things. He could always make her laugh. Men are that way —Jonathan, too. He was with them now, for tho little cottage on Fair Oaks was sold and the wondrous garden with its spring song of roses and tulips had lost the gentle soul who cherished it. Jennie was gone. She went so quietly—just sitting in her chair one evening darning his socks, then looking up with a smile. A startled look darting through the pretty, faded eyes—that was all—and left the old fellow alone except for her, his bright and pretty one. Sometimes In the evening- when

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that she was ashamed of afterward! Dick was worth ten Stanley Wayburns... .And. yet Dick couldn’t make her glow and tremble by simply clasping her hand, as Stan could! . . . And Glory wondered if she would care if she came upon Dick kissing another woman. She supposed she would . . . She wasn't sure. But then Dick wouldn't do such a thing! There floated up to her sounds of the merrymaking downstairs. The jazz band was playing "Tea for Two” again. Someone was singing it in a husky tenor.... Stan Wayburn's voice! “Nobody neir us. "To see us. or hear u 5....” • • • G r ~~" LORI A clenched her little hands. The nails hit into her __J palms. ....In her mind's eye she could see Myra Gail watching Stan with her long gray eyes. And Stan, no doubt, was singing the lovesick words straight at her! ./..Well, Gloria made up her mind, she'd soon pqt a stop to that! "Dick!” she called sharply. Her mind was almost clear again. "Well," he answered. He wns standing looking out of the window. "Don’t you think you ought to go down to our guests?” Glory asked. "Tell Maggie to serve supper right away. Then they’ll go home. I'm so tired of the noise I could die!....Get rid of them all, please!” Dick came over to her. He sat down on the edge of the bed.

David was busy Jonathan would put out his hands as he had so many years ago when he wanted to keep Chickie at home. Then she would get the manicure set, even a little bowl of suds and trim and shine the tough old nails, curl up the long, straggly mustache. She rejoiced doing this. When she finished he always leaned down and whispered: “You’re very happy, Chickie girl? Whom do you love most—your old dad or that new fellow?” Jonathan with his stale old jokes! But they made her glad. For he knew was happy. And he saw the deepening beauty in her face. At night she stood at the window of the living room, looking down through trees. The dog sauntered in and pressed his noble, weary old head against her arm. Then the boy came stamping down the stairs — their son—even the bluster of him gave Chickie a thrill. He would precs his small button of a nose against the window and, seeing David drive up, imitate his grandfather: “Dere he is, Chickie-girl. Here be comes!” And he would fly out the door to be swung to his father's shoulder. Wildle followed with a quiet dignity. He didn't like all these intruders Ht first—all these new favorites his pretty lady gathered about her. Now he viewed them with the tolerance of his mellow age and licked David's hand. This scene gave Chickie a shock of joy. And it didn’t matter that it was repeated almost every night, nor that David swept off his hat in the same gtliant way and put the little fellow down to kiss her. He was happy—nor had the greatness of his work been hurt because 'he was his wife; nor the peace of his home stained. There was no longer Bpace in her head for bitterness, nor need in her mind of fear. Her days were rich with much serving. One afternoon Janina told her that Ila Moore had gone to New York, taken Barry Dunne’s child with her and left him here alone. They had only the one—-

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DICK TRIES TO MAKE GLORIA TELL OF HER PEELING TOWARD STANLEY WAYBURN, BUT SHE EVADES HIM.

"Glory." he said harshly, “I'm go. ing to ask you a question. And I want the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth! Get me?" Glory nodded. She held her breath. "This fellow Wayburn. . . . How long have you known him?” "Oh. a couple of years. I used to have a sort of-kid's crush on him,” Glory answered. "And you still have?” Dick asked “You still have a crush on him?” Glory closed her eyes. "I wouldn’t answer your foolish question!” she snld. "Book here Dick Gregory, what do you think vou are doing. . .giving me the third degree?” Dick set his square jaw. Suddenly he seized Glory in those flexible steel hands of his. He shook her. "Answer me!” he said. "You are in love with him. aren’t you?” Glory gave a little scream. "Oh, you're hurting me!” she cried. Dick loosened his hold. There were white marks on the pale-rose flesh of her arm where his Angers had pressed. Instantly he was all tenderness. "Darling I did hurt you! I'm sorry," he said. Glory leaned back on the pillows and closed her burning eyes. D!ok stroked her hair back from her damp forehead. . . How like a child she was. he thought, with her love of fun and pret.ty clothes. He looked at tile dress Gloria had worn 'hat nivht, s li lay across the back of a chair, lie wondered what

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a delicate boy freight. The father wanted him. Janina said he was wild about the youngster, but the talk was that they had separated; that she rushed away quietly, steal ing their son for herself; that she had not even told him and now she meant to fight for the lad. keep him entirely. Chickie thought it a cold, shabby thing to do—a pitiful and warping culmination. She was sorry for him —deeply. Janina said: “The placid lump of selfishness. I may he loose, but thank heaven I'm not vicious like some of the immorally good.” The years scarcely touched Janina and they didn’t dull the rapier tongue. The nearest she ever came to admitting that in keeping her freedom site had lost her soul was one day when Chickie took her to visit the house of many children. There was a little black haired fellow with rich, dark eye and very red llp who won her favor. Mhe got down on the floor and played with him. When she was leaving she said: "At the age of forty, and that, sweet satan, is but four years hence, I’m coming out to get one of vour fondlings—save me a blackeyed little vlllian like this.” Chickie hated giving these charges up. It was a stabbing grief each time one left. But she had to do it. For this was but a great old house with an immense garden and there wasn’t money enough, though David added $15,000 to the $30,000 Jake had given her. Even so they couldn't keep the children always. And this had been her dream . . . Oh, have a temple where every child would be God’s blessed child and none would dare put a brand upon them. The best she could do was to keep them a year or two—give them the wealth of Martha Blake’s dear arms. Martha came and ran the place. Her work at home was done. Tommy, though only 23, was married—then Jimmy.

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staggering sum she had paid for it. . . . {Well, when the bill came in he would pay it cheerfully, no matter what it was! For. after all, she was his only rea<-n for working and making money. Without her . . .well. Dick couldn’t picture lit** without Gloria; • • • mHERE wns a knock on the door. Then Maggie’s troubled voice. "Mr. Dick,” she called. "Shall I serve supper or not? The company seems to ho leaving. Something's happened. You’d better come downstairs!’ Golry opened her eyes. “There, you see,” she cried. "I told you to go downstairs and get that wild crowd out of the house before the whole party went blooey; . . . . What's happened. Maggie?” But Maggie had followed Dick downstairs. Gloria crept out of bed. Her head swam. But she went out Into the hall to listen. Below there was a babble of voices. The front door slammed. Then she heard someone running ttp the stairs toward her. ... It was Lola Hough. She was crying. "What in the world is the matter down there? What’s happened?” Glory whispered. She drew Lola Into her bedroom and closed the door. She was much more interested in the outcome of her party than In Lola's tears just now. "Oh. it was just me and my crazy Jealousy!” Lola sobbed. She had sunk down upon the floor beside

Mary went down to Honolulu on a visit. She wrote: Chickie, do you remember Angela in 'The Octopus’ and the strange idealist who believed she came to earth again for him? Well, there's a girl here all white and gold, like you when you were 20. She thinks that Jimmy is the finest thing. I don't know if he thinks of love. J wish he would. She's awfully dear and would he just the wife for him." A year later Jimmy married the golden girl. So Martha had no tasks for her rich and willing hands nor for the mellow soul. She offered herself to Chickie. She said. “How proud you make me feel, Chickie.” Chickie answered, “Martha, do you ever dream how much you did for me, and even taking David was half because of things you said?” And Martha cradled In her wealthy arms many and many a one that no one wanted —cradled them and sang to them. It was but half of a dream that Chickie had—less than that: only beating around the bush; only the prick of a pin against an iron wall. Girls were hunted Just the same and little ones were branded. Sometimes a mother wanted her child most piercingly and didn’t dare to take it, dreading the shame. That seemed so cruel—making out the rhild the wrong. Why couldn't the world he big and decent about it and say, "Well, since you're here, you little fellow—welcome!” Yet Chickie could stand in thnt garden and bless the flower, bless the sun dancing on leaves, and wonder why so much was granted her. And In the afternoon David came to look at all the waifs and see that they were well and take her off. It was'then she wondered most, for, hers was yet a homing heart. And j she never cared if he saw tears in 1 her eyes—and she didn'* care that I he knew how much she loved hint. He was glad in her—their lives were mated. The love was given and the purpose. The life site thought all stilled opened now with | rich, deep music in her heart—notes of giving, not notes of taking. They were sweet, and struck In chords of endearing beauty. (THE END) (Copyright. 10 hy Elnor Meherin 1

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Glory’s dressing table. "You know . . . You know Bill's always been wild about May Seymour! And she doesn’t give a snap of her fingers about him! . . . Well, he was trying to kiss her behind the curtains in your sunroom, and I saw him. . . . . And I guess I lost my head. - . . . Her voice ended In a burst of sobbing. "What did you do when you lost your head?” Glory asked coldly. She had no sympathy for this shabby woman who did not know how to hold her husband. ... It was her own fault If he made love to women who had sense enough to take care of their looks ... to keep their "pep” ahd style. "Oh. I bawled him out in front of everybody,” Lola replied dismally. "I bawled the whole crowd out! . . . I 'sai'l my soul' about these drinking parties! . . . Somebody's husband and somebody else's wife making love in da'-k corners! Everybody getting pi-eyed and spoony!” • • • EOLA stopped to wipe her eyes. Then she went on. ' What fun married people get out of petting parties like these I fail to see!” she cried. “To me they're honors!" Glory drew in her breath. When she spoke her voice tinkled like Ice in a glass. "Well. Lola.” she said, sarcastically, ‘‘l'm glad you enjoyed my party!” Lola stood up and began to brush her hair before the mirror. "Oh. I know I’ve made you angry, Glory." she said. "But I've reached the point where I don't care what people thing of me! . . . Bill’s just driving me crazy. He's never

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at home! He hardly ever gives me a cent for the house! I'4fi up to my eyes in debt. . And then when we go out any place whore May Seymour Is, he drinks arid makes a fool of himself over her. ..." "And what does May do? She snaps her fingers at him!” Glory broke in. "And that's why he's In love with her . . . because she doesn’t care whether he lives or dies! . . . O, can't you see, Lola, that the way to make Bill love you Is to treat him like a doormat?” . . . . Lola looked at her, wide-eyed. “How could I ever treat Bill like a doormat? Why, 1 love Bill!” she cried. "He's all I love in the world . . . besides the babies!” “Yes, the babies! Always the babies!” Gloria mimicked her. "The babies are all you think about! . . . Your whole house is run for the babies! No man wants his home to be a day nursery!” "What does he want it to be, then?” Lola asked. “A jazz palace!" Gloria told her. "You show your husband a good time at home and he won’t wander all over town looking for it, somewhere else! Show a little pep. Lola! Go cut and buy yourself a face massage and some new clothes ....and make BUI foot the bills!” But Lola shook her head. "You don’t know Bill,” she said. "He never pays for anything!'' * • • G” "1 LORIA looked at her. Loin's hair was faded. Her J mouth drooped. Her sallow skin was Innocent of powder And she had worn that same blue

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foulard dress to every party for the last two years! She was beaten.. .whipped. Life had passed her by. Well, tlwit was what life did to you If you let it! That wns what a husband did, If you let him get away with it! ....And just let Dick try to keep from her.... from Gloria Gordon Gregory the things that were coming to her! The attention! The clothes! \Tho good times! She'd be no Loin Hough to sit by and cry. Not this year or any other. * • The door opened. Dick came In. "Well, everybody's gone," ho said. Then he turned to Lola. "Bill’s waiting to drive you home. I’ll take you downstairs.” Dick's voice dropped to n whisper, "Don’t say a word to him. lie's sore as a pup!” (To Be Continued.) BIRDSEED R Cuttle Bmie,’ feA'ViiTltmhViiro Sontr Restorers. ~ftSZ|B22EjC|Qt Rlltn JAMES CAUK STANDS, Jj KVEHITTS SEED StTmlK^^^ 227 \V. IVaili, 3-5 N. Alabama.

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