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SANDY

THf STORY SO TAR . SAY tit McKKIL' in love with life, marries hKN Ml’RlbbO a riel) Italian. to her impoverished family, ly ratiny liv Murillo and frequent quarrel* folio", A eon dies at birth. ROB M"- > KIT,, her tmcle. aids in (liana for Sandy and lire mother to lake a trip to Honolulu. There slio rnwtfl KAMON VVORTII who oio* tier life in 111" mirt. r >ll thr samr su amrr home hr* declare* hie love. Murillo says lie "ill never re lease her. .lnilTH MOORK. a *y**tl!tells Sandy love is everythin? Murillo overtakes her a? she (roes for a tryst "itb Ramon. She leaves bis boner and accepts the hbidlv attentions of Ramon, v. hose home she share,* She goes bonie "brn she leams her mother I? very ill. Samir s mother dies aod Sandy Koe* to ; uii I,or cousin, .ludlt.'i. after partins ss it la Ramon. POU(,' Ab KbIYH. toe mao "bom Rudtth loves, tnt.roruees his friend HAI* HUM 8 to Judith. lie. himlf. falls In love with bandy, "ho l s inroeates Ids sAiV'tlon Hits leaves Judith heartbroken Sandy tell- Ttmiias of her relationship ""h Ramon. (to ON WITH THU STOKI CHAPTER EXXXIV rjeven o'clock of n clear, wintry evening early in December, Judith came down th many steps of the Moore flat. There was a light in the living mom neat door and the shades wore all uneven. This meant Douglas was there —probably sitting In the big leather armchair, his feet, on the firebox. From the bay window lie could see her standing at tjm stone bulkhead He might look up and wave signaling for her to wait—he was coming along. A hundred times this had happened in the past. So Judith paused and opened her purse to make sure that her keys were there. Then, for no reason at all. she ran back to the house, returning with her heels clicking noisily, lie would hear that! lie had often twitted her because she liked to clop her heels when she walked. -!■ -!• -INo one looked up from the window. She started down the hill f lowly, gazing at the lights blinking on Filmnre street. She thought with a panic, of shame! "He heard me. He wouldn't come. It's all ended. You ought to k low It by now. lie'll never come running down the hill after you again. That's'all finished. ..." She could hardly drag her feet down the long, dingy blocks. .. . What a dark, obscure canyon this treet was at night, with the old brewery. the grimy. dilapidated oijses and the dozens of garages! .-nally when ludith went to the yary he came along and then the I neks wore all too short, and she "■ver noticed the ugliness. ... Tonight she could have wept about it. She saw at thi window of u fbit that shrieked for paint, and all the shades torn to ribbons, a little girl with her fare pasted against the glass. An angular woman came In suddenly and clutched the little one's shoulder, > eliing at her: "Didn't I tell you not to hide? Didn't I?” and slapped the unprotesting little face. Judith stamped her foot. For a moment she thought of dashing to the door, screaming at the woman: “How dare you! Til have you arrested!” Tears flew to her eyes. "I’m crying for myself,” she thought cynically. And a cold, proud Judith answered- "Tell the truth! You're crying for him —because he heard I you and he wouldn’t come.” Suddenly she stopped, asked her [self in terror: "Does he blame me Ifor Sandy? Does he think I InterIf ere d? Perhaps she told him...” I Her heart thumped—heavy and ■ot... But no, Handy wouldn't do 3iat- ♦ • Hie picture of Sandy as they sat Hithe lunch table yesterday came fiFJudith—a sweet, laughing Sandy, Freezing Into the office at noon time Iwtth the gardenias on her shoulder

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and a whole box of gardenias for Judith, Yesterday Judith was 23. She'd forgotten about It until Handy arrived. ready for a celebration, bring ing with her the exquisite flowers, six pairs of sheer, beautiful silk stockings and a bottle of perfume lhal cast $8 an ounce. Extravagant —she never saved a cent. "What ho, tomorrow!" she laughed at Ju dtth's shocked. "You shouldn't! You'll end in the poorhouse!” And yesterday Sandy said: "You like them, Judy? Oh, Jude, you're j not hating me? You're not hating the sight of me?" Said that, raising those lovely, appealing eyes that laughed, yet filled with tears. ' What had Sandy done. Judith wondered, knowing that for two 1 weeks they had not been out together? Was it ended? Did he, too, see the tragic folly of such a. love as theirs would be? So he quietly accepted her dismissal. Not. like him! Not. at all like Douglas Keith! Judith got down stacks of essays, walled them about her aa she sat in the reading room of the library. But her eyes remained glued on a single page that in an hour wasn't turned. He heard her coming down the steps, but he wouldn't come to the window and wave. She was as sure ( of this as though she had been in the room. And so, perhaps, ha thought she had some hand Ip Sandy's decision? And he had be come perfectly furious at lier Interference? He had forgotten all their years of Joyous companionship? These questions turned in Judith's mind. They filled her with a sick fear of ills Judgment. Hhe could imagine him tolling her to mind her own business. He was old enough to run hts own show. ... Hhe saw him standing before her, the eyes she so loved blazing with anger. She got up suddenly, leav lug all the books stacked there, and went from the building shaking from head to foot. She thought In a. frozen way: "I'll ask Sandy what she said.” To her amazement she found herself crying crying as she went racing up t tie dark, terrlfyng streets, saying almost wildly: "She could have left me Ids good opinion—she could have left me that!" When she reached' her room, the closet door was open. In the light from the hall she saw Sandy standing at that little window—Judith's own little window—standing there and gazing Into the kitchen next door. A guilty flush spread over Handy’s cheeks; her eyes were enormous and black. She gave a queer, shivering laugh, and turned her head sharply. Judith, too, turned away. Judith thought: “God—she loves him as much—God, she loves him as much—” And more terrible than her own pain did It seem that any one as beautiful—anyone as gay—as Sandy should bear suffering like this—like this twisting thing of Judith's. • • • Sandy now went to the table and took up some letters, SRylng nervously: "I must run down to the box. I want Allle to get this before Christmas." She flung tier old shawl about her and ran down the front steps. From the ell window Judith watched absently, a dreary lassitude overcoming her. "He c-'-res for her—lt’s too bad I’m the one who’s free....” Sandy reached the box, dropped her letters, tightened her shawl, was just returning up the hill again— Judith pressed her face against the glass. She said with a little startled moan: "liook —oh, 100k —" Douglas wa.s striding down. Now he caught Sandy’s hand. For a moment Sandy's head waa bowed. Then she flung It back, shaking out her hair. Now she was laughing now they were looking Into each other's eyes and laughing... .and now he swept Sandy about. They were hurrying down the hill together. Judith turned away. She told herself, oddly quiet: "That's nice. They’ll go for a little ride. I don’t mind. Why should I mirid? He cares for her!....God—he cares! Nothing she says—nothing matters —” • • • Judith sat In bed, propped with pillows. She eat here with a. hook before her—that little essay of Pater’s, "The Child in the House.” The music of Its phrases soothed her her own childhood had none of this exquisite grace. But now she told herself: "I’ve conquered—T feel nothing now—nothing—" She. smiled, refusing to acknowledge the warm moj^tare in her eyes. But when she heard Sandy at the front door she switched out the lights and pretended to be asleep- • • * Two days later .Tudtth, coming from work, reached the door, just as Douglas helped Sandy out. So the three of them stood there talking a moment. Douglas said: "Jude, ole dear, where do you keep yourself?" “In my same old shell, Doug. Don't you hear it clicking after me any more?" He laughed: "We'll have to hare another party—l nee.” hut all this while his eyes were fixed on Sandy. When they went in, Sandy stood at the dresser, her head lowered. Suddenly she said: "I can’t help it! We can't help It!" She covered her face quickly and ran Into the closet, shutting the door. • * Just before Christmas s letter came for Sandy. It was from her uncle, Bob McNeil. It changed the world for Sandy. (To Be Continued) CLEMENCY SOUGHT Continued efforts are being made by friends of T. Guy Perfect of Huntington, now serving a two to twenty-one year prison sentence for an alleged attack, to obtain executive clemency for him. Among several affidavits In hIR behalf Is one by James O. Jackson, i brother of Governor Jackson.

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Sultan “This 1a to oertify that Sultan, the Sells-Floto drew, Is a life memKansas dty den, Lions' International Signed. Fred Johnson, president; D. A. Nugent, Aug. 18, 192 K." So reads a card which generally hangs on the menagerie cage of Sultan, life-saving lion with the circus which is in Indianapolis. Sultan was made a member of the Kansas City Lions Club, because of the fact he hnd saved the life of his keeper, John Helliott, when the

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I latter was attacked by other Hons in the arena a couple of yeard ago. Circus patrons will know Sultan in the arena when Helllott sits astride the big beast’s back during the performance. The trainer also places Ills head In Sultan's jaws during the act. Sultan la but one of a dozen Jungle-bred lions In the Sells-Floto menagerie. Combined with Sells-Floto this year is the Buffalo Bill Wild West with a tribe of Sioux Indians. Another feature Is "Poodles” Hannaford, known as the world's greatest riding comedian.

Not Bridegroom; Just Taxpayers "Can you tell me where the marriage license bureau is?” inquired a prospective bridegroom accompanied by hie future wife as they confronted Mrs. Grace blood in charge of the support clerk's office. “You go out In the hall and It Is four doors to your right.” replied Mrs. Flood. The timid couple walked out Into the hall again and naw a long line of men and women extending past the marriage license clerk's office. “Are they all waiting for licenses?” t&e bride-tcvbe in qulred. Those whom they observed were taxpayers waiting to pay taxes in tha county treasurer’s department.

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VARIETY ; CHANGE DESIRED IN COLOR

By AEA Service NEW YORK, April 80. —In addition to the ordinary five sensee granted the ordinary Individual, Mrs. Margaret Hayden Rorke has another—a color sense. This does nto mean that she merely knows when to wear a red hat and when to stick to black, or that she Is able to take two perfectly antagonistic shades of green and ormake them do the lion and the lamb act. No. hers is a prophetic sense. She can feel them a season ahead. She knows whether the tendency will be toward bright or somber shades, whether pastels or brilliant shades will rule. It was she who organized shades into a color chart which standardizes them for th season so colot-s on the fllantio and Pafcslflo coast are identical. "And 1f you buy a pair of parchment colored shoes in San Antonio,” she laughed, “you can buy parchment colored hose In Minneapolis to match them.” Mrs. Rorke added elghty-efght new colors to the card this spring. She gave them highly interesting names such as “Firecracker,” “Ig>veBlrd," “Old wine,” “Toreador,” "Wild honey,” “Florida gold” and the Ilka Right now she is figuring out the colore we will wear next

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winter and spring She Is finished with our summer problems. "Sophistication is tlie keynote of colors for summer," she declared. The delicate pastels have given way to deeper tones. The French exposition of textiles had a remarkable effect in brining more subtle colorings to our attention. “It is .perfectly logical that black should again have an inning after so much color, but it will reach nothing like the popularity It had Immediately after the war.” Certain events naturally affect the colors that will be worn, she finds. When Gertrude Hoffman’s dancing girls came over from Paris wearing the delicate pastel shades, they Immediately ushered In the vogue of crayon colors that Influenced textiles for a whole season. The excavations in Egypt a few seasons ago not only brought in King Tut printed fabrica, but ushered in the green and dull reda that Cleopatra once loved. "Seeing colors ah and Is largely a matter of psych gy—and what used to be caitCu omen's intuition before every on*, got so technical about emotions and complexes,” she explained. “Women love variety and charge. ■\Vhat they have worn with delight one season, they cast aside the next.

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