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“But those millions of other girls haven't been reared as you have,” matic serial novel of the South- Patty countered. “You heed time west, begins on this page to- | to become strong enough to take morrow. | the tough breaks.” [ “Pm strong envugh,” Jill insisted. | “Please don’t bother, Patty, I (don’t know what I would have done It keeps me from

“LOST KINGDOM,” a dra-

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE ) | without my job,

T seemed strange, Alan thought, | thinking.” to be in New York, in America again. | Six months had passed since his | hurried departure that morning. It

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Rockefeller Center towering across | Shee Nw when 1 Vl vl the way. And early morning wor- | FO! be An 3 foun er Whisiin shipers hurrying up the Worn steps | oo.opt sg 3 vas neo ole y that led from the street to St. Pat. | C18 ATTY 0 80 [to work and he and his mother

rick’s Cathedral. : a : : . ; [moved into a dinky little apartment. It was even stranger to be here always felt she Was trying to

in a new role. Not as a penniless | . . , i woung man at odds with his father, JI Suspicion Sa you to keep po seeking a foothold in a big, strange ere i city. But rather, as an artist re-| “Please don’t talk about it, turning with his father's full ap- | broke in, her face white, proval, called back by an amazing “I'm sorry, Jill. I'm no help at |all,” Patty said.

turn of fortune. “Sun Over Seville” had really been “I don’t know what I could have done without you,” Jill said. “If

sold by the dealer this time, and to an authentic purchaser, A con-|it hadn't been for yvou—finding the noisseur of art, who had paid $5000 | old woman with my scarf-—the poand then had insisted on an exhibit [lice would never have believed of Alan's pictures, me" - = “Hush!” Patty said. “We're not . (going to talk about that either.” “YT is a big opportunity for YOU,” | She was thinking: “How easy it was the dealer had written. “This | for them to decide that it was nothman is one of New York's impor- ing but a heart attack when they tant patrons of art. You must come |

ELL, you certainly haven't much time to think, with all those frenzied females pawing over

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couldn't find a motive that would | implicate anyone else.” “Gracious,” Patty said, now, “there's the bell. Who could be | calling on us at breakfast time? You go. Jill, while I do things to my. face.” ” “ ” | ILL go up from the table and | went into the small front room. | She was gone quite a long time | Patty, now rouged and powdered, | was giving the breakfast dishes a | vigorous bath in hot suds, | “Whatever can be keeping Jill?” Patty thought, finally. “She'll be late for work if she doesn’t hurry up. And if she wants to keep that job. she'd better watch the clock.” She dried her hands on the dish | towel and started to investigate, | For a moment she stood quietly | in the doorway-—amazed eyes on two | young people. Jill was standing | near the door, close in some man's | arms. He was kissing her! | The young man lifted his head at last. Patty caught her breath. Alan Jeffry! She tiptoed back to the kitchen. After another long interval, Patty walked briskly into the living room. And this time Jill's radiant face was lifted from Alan's shoulder, “Where, may I ask, did you find that?” Patty mocked, gently. “I didn’t find him,” Jill's happy voice rang out. “He found me.”

THE END.

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paper, for fear Jill's face or her | name would leap out at him. Jill, by now, he was sure, had married Milo Montanne, and was living & luxurious life with him. During the six months he had been away, Alan had tried to put her completely out of his mind. He had told himself she was hard, unworthy, deliberately cruel. Whenever he thought of Jill's loveliness, he would remind himsell of that cheap, spectacular dance to the dreadful sound of the Wedding | March in one-step time. | How could he think for a moment that he could love a girl who could do a thing like that!

E had reached his destination and a servant was ushering | him into a room filled with beau- | tiful art treasures, rich with color. | A hand was suddenly on his | shoulder.

“Kay, you must decide now.”

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“It is scarcely believable,” he said. | the trouble to form their words so | as & most attractive and handsome

“I am very anxious to meet the plainly.”

man who liked my picture so well. | I'll be frank. I had become utterly | discouraged.” “I Know, the dealer

| Artists are like that,” | said slowly. “I think | your first unfortunate experience had something to do with it, It was misplaced kindness on the part of Miss Wentworth. Poor girl.” | A chill of apprehension Tran through Alan, Poor girl. What | could he mean, speaking of Jill like that? ny n oy «gy DON'T think Miss Wentworth | I is to be pitied,” Alan said stiffly. “It seems to me she has everything to make her happy.” The dealer stared. “Is it possible | you don't know that her father | died? His fortune was lost, and the | young lady is working in a depart- | ment store.” “But her fiance!” Alan began. His | voice shook. “Surely, he would not | let her down because her father’s business failed.” “I'm afraid, Jeffry, that you don’t | understand the human heart,” the | dealer said softly. “The young man | was not to blame. The papers carried the story. It seemed Jill Wentworth became engaged to him to! save her father's business. And | after his death—the police tried to | make something of a mystery out | of a heart attack—Jill Wentworth | asked young Montanne to release her.”

» ” » | . HAT mystery! Great heav-| ens,” Alan cried “tell me | something.” | “I'm trying to tell you now, Jeffry. There was a blow on Mr Wentworth's temple, which the police declared contributed to his death, They tried to place suspicion on the girl. But an old woman had seen her in front of an apartment on 67th St. at the exact hour Mrs. Wentworth and the secretary had heard Mr. Wentworth fall Curiously, Jeffry, it was the same apartment building where vou also lived.” Alan's face was white. Jill had come to him that morning. And he had been away. Then, he had sailed for England, without knowing of her trouble. What could she have thought about his disappearance? And she had not married Milo. She had planned to, to save her father And then when her father was dead, she had chosen to be poor rather than marry Milo. He could have shouted his joy to the world, “And now!” the old dealer said softly. “I suspect you have forgotten all about that meeting you are to have with Mr. Fenwick this morning. You will be going to see Jill Wentworth. And isn't it fortunate that I've been keeping up with her through the newspaper ntories, and am able to tell you where she is staying?”

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“YJ WISH I could be like the optimistic gentleman who said every day he was better and better,” Patty said, speculative eyes on Jill's wan face. “But I can't. Every day you look worse to me. There's no need for you to be slaving in a store downtown, when I make enough to take care of both of us. And if you won't accept help from me, there are Jack and Sylvia offering you a home. Jill, as much as I'd miss you, I wish you would go to them. You're not used to hard work. I'm awfully worried about you.” The two girls were at the breakfast table at Patty's home. “You needn't be,” Jill spoke in 8 cheerful tone. “It's very good for me to work. Millions of other girls

| young bachelor, still came to he | “But thev will. Miss Martin. once | little house regularly, “What do vou tell them—" | you expect?” she had finished. “Now. now. don't rush me.” The "With you away so long, Kay has to little old lady answered with un-| 1&Ve some company! Oertainly an usual quickness, but still in that |0ld deaf woman like me is poor fun sing song tone. “I have a reason | [Or an alert girl like Kay.” for keeping my lessons a secret, I} BR. want to surprise them.” QHE remembered very well how | Jenny Martin gathéred up her | she had worded it, and she | umbrella, Which she had brought | understood fully the implications. | A os Shrine eet il BOOKS, But how Donald would react to it marched along the several blocks to She did not quite imagine. Suppose her nephew's home, a round, solid her well-intentioned letter should te : age, ey wrapped | cause the very rift between the two | Ss ill. Her eyes were on . the ground, searching for the first | that Sti NER el | glimpse of early green. Since she | With this thought Aunt Jenny re- | had had to retire from teaching, | Placed her letter in the commodius due to her deafness. her one inter handbag. She would sleep over it, est was gardening, and she hated| As she approached the little the winter months that cheated her | house, so trim and snug behind its from working in her beloved earth, few evergreens, she was glad of At a corner mailbox she stopped. | her decision. For Mr. Evans’ long | From her handbag she drew out a |low coupe rested arrogantly in the square envelope, addressed to Don- | drive, ald, whose firm had recently made | She went back to the kitchen to him a salesman on the road. Stand- | deposit her wet overshoes, coat and ing there, umbrella sheltering her Umbrella. Then she marched into from the softly drifting wet snow, | the living room, where a hearth fire she considered. threw cheerful flickering highlights " in the room, dark with early twilight. Aunt Jenny noticed that while Kay was now standing before the fireplace, the down cushions of the divan where sat the handsome Mr. Evans, were mussed from recent occupancy. A swift glance at Kay's face informed the little lady that her nephew's wife was in the throes of some emotion, and it was not part of her “latent talent” for act= ing, either, It was so deep that Kay's welcoming smile couldn't quite cover it up. | » » » " OW do,” Aunt Jenny nodded tn Evans, “My, feels good In here! I'd hoped for an early spring, but with such a storm-—— Have you had tea?” Kay moved to the tea table to pour a cup. “Here, Aunt Jenny,’ she shouted, kindly, “Sure you didn’t catch cold?” | “Oh, no. I was well equipped to meet the weather.” Mr. Evans moved restlessly, and | Aunt Jenny took in the fact that his | gaze never left Kay's face, and that | Kay just wouldn't turn her eves nis | way. Aunt Jenny rocked contentedly in her favorite chair, close to the fire. It was a vantage point Just now, because the glow of the fire 1it up the two young faces she confronted. “Just my luck,” growled Evans in a low voice. “Kay, I've got to have your answer. Do you think she can hear me?”

» » T was a dangerous letter. Ever since she had moved in with the Martins Aunt Jenny tried to keep out of their personal affairs. But this letter ended her “hands-off” policy. Out of her love for Kay and Donald came the urge to write this warning. She had described at iength the amateur play in which Kay had found release from her long dull evenings. The letter spoke, too, of the frequent rehearsals, to which Mr, Winthrop Evans had es-

Mind Your Manners

EST your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. Is it pardonable for husband or wife ever to make fun of the other in public? 2. Should a man walking with two women keep to the curb side or walk between them? 3. Need a man remove his cigaret from his mouth when he tips his hat? 4. Should a man take a girl's arm when they are walking across a dance floor?” 5. May a man touch his hat or should he actually lift it?

” » » AY sent the old lady a tender glance. “Poor aunt, she lives in her own little world, Win. I think it's wonderful she keeps so busy, being so handicapped.” “But Kay, never mind her now. I must ¥now-—-" “I think it would be nice to plant a big bed of iris out in front of the house this spring,” remarked Aunt Jenny to no one in particular, in that aggravating interruption of the wholly deaf to whom conversation is bounded by their own dimensions. “Yes, aunt,” shouted Kay. Evans merely nodded. “Kay, you must decide now. I've told you all I hope to do for you —- fame, riches, a life of interesting people and travel—I love—" “Irs,” put in Aunt Jenny in her flat tone, “are so hardy, too. And there is such a variety. Now, that hybrid, yellow and brown would look fine against the house, don’t you think?”

What would you do if— An hour before dinner time your husband telephones and says that he would like very much to bring a guest with him— A. Tell him “No?” B. Ask him to invite the person for some night next week ? Prepare the best meal you can and then make the guest feel you are really delighted to have him?

Answers . No, . Keep to the curb side. . Yes,

. No, . He should 1ift it.

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Ys aunt,” Kay called loudly. And she went on, “Stop it,

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think this over? After all, to hurt Don—-." “I'm leaving town, and when 1 go I'll not be back. Either you come along or forget me.” “Of course, iris gets thicker every year, Perhaps you'd rather have different flowers in the front bed each vear?” “The old witch is just doing this to annoy me! Can't you shut her up?” Kay turned, now, to look hard and long at Evans. “That doesn’t sound ltke vou, Win. I thought “How can you put up with such an old fool all the time!” He was thoroughly angry. “Win you needn't names!" . “They're nothing to what I'd like to call her! I'm just itching to run her out of the house!” “I think Donald would like the iris,” Aunt Jenney's low monotone added a quieting rhythm to the conversation. “He likes old-fash-foned things, and we used to have iris at home. Don is such a loval boy, so funny the way he clings to old customs—" »

VANE got heaven's howled, “What's that?" asked Aunt Jenny, as though chagrined at missing a clever witticism, “Kay, will you or won't vou go with me? I demand an answer!” “I guess it's ‘No,’ Win. You've just shown me what I might expect from you--impatience, bad manners, selfishness, even cruelty. Goodby, Win.” He stalked out and Aunt Jenny stared at Kay in amazement. “What's the matter with him?" she asked {nnocently, “I always thought he was such a nice boy-—but no manners at all! He didn't say goodby to me.” While Kay carried out tray Aunt Jenny fumbled in her handbag. She carried a large square envelope to the dying fire with a secret little smile,

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By Dr. Morris Fishbein American Medical Journal Editor HEN the skin on any portion of the body Is repeatedly rubbed, it responds by thickening. The thickened area is called a | callus. On the toes it is a corn, Usually corns and calluses appear | on the feet more often than on any other portion of the body, They are | found, however, on the hands of | mechanies, golfers and “thers who | subject the hands to repeated rubbing, Calluses will also be found on the knees of scrubwomen and frequently on the shoulders of por- | ters, In most instances calluses or corns on the feet are associated with | badly fitting shoes. They are found at the points at which the shoes are | most likely to rub the foot-—-namely, | on the ends of the toes, on the | upper sides of the joints (particu- | larly in people whose shoes are too short), and between the toes when | the shoes are too narrow. A corn or callus will become painful just as | soon as it involves a nerve ending, | » wv Ww | HERE are so many remedies for corns and calluses that almost everyone tries his own corn cure, | The ordinary commercial corn cure | is a mixture of salicylic acid with some other substances which will hold the salicylic acid in solution or suspension so that it can act over a long period of time on the thickened skin. The salicylic acid will soften the skin so that it will come away, Many people year after year cut away the tops of corns or calluses, but they immediately recur because

the causative mechanism has not been controlled, A specialist in disturbances of the feet will usually change the

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