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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM. SATURDAY, APRIL 15, 1916 wnmona Sketches from Life By Temple QQ : By Helen and Warren; Their Married Life 11 0 1r 0 CV Virginia Terhune 1 wo Van de l Water is

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At Broadway, as they turned south toward their present home, . the roar of late afternoon traffic made speech Impossible. Motor cars threaded their way through the shifting confusion of trucks, buses and trolleys; brightly 'illumined - windows displayed 'articles from all corners of the globe; far up Broadway a - pulsating electric sign proclaimed persistently the name of the latest theatrical success. Daintily

gowned women passed accompanied by well groomed men, and scraps of conversation v and an occasional laugh ' .. mingling with the clatter ' of vehicle and the never ceasing : roar of ; the city The girls passed through the crowd and at last turned into a dingy side street that seemed dark and quiet after the noise and glitter of the city's Greatest thoroughfare. Caryl was the first to break the silence between her self and her sister. "Itbink it's all horrid!" she an nounced suddenly. "What's the matter now?" demand ed Julia,- She spoke sharply, for she was hungry and tired, and her feet ached' from much walking. She was finding it difficult to lend a uniformly sympathetic ear to the younger girl's many complaints. "This life we are leading," Caryl re plied pettishly. "We are having Stupider time here than we did in our own little town. I am beginning , to hate New York. Sometimes I wish I was back at home!" v "Caryl Marvin!" Julia exclaimed, halting in amazement. "You dont mean that." "Yes. f do!" retorted Caryl, "and if f think New York Is horrid it is all vour fault. Here we are with plenty of money and we live in a place that's about as exciting as a church. We haven't been to the theater since we came here. Then, when we decide to move .you take a nasty old room in a mean old street in a house that smells of cabbage and stale dinners. Why can't we have a little fun, even if we do have to earn our own Jiving?" Julia laid her hand on her sister's arm and the two resumed their walk. It was several moments ,oefore the older girl could trust herself to speak. "I am very sorry you feel as you do, Caryl," she said at last "I thought we understood each other thoroughly when we came here. I came to make my own living. You evidently came SUSSEX SURVIVOR BLAMES SUBMARINE NEW YORK, April 15. The first survivor of the Sussex disaster to reach the United States arrived here today on the American liner St. Paul. He is Kdward H. Huxley, president of the United States Rubber Export company. "1 could not say positively whether; the ship was blown up by a mine or torpedoed from a submarine." said, Huxley. "The. general opinion on' ' ard, though, was that the ship was' it tacked without warning by a Ger-i man submarine," I

SCI CHT UnO lCl I Pn for' as a matter of fact, he was belLlU I fflnUl RLLtll ! gInning to feel extremely nervous. Shortly after 2 o'clock a reply came ' from Mrs. Melhuish. It was a long INDIANAPOLIS. April I.".. Mrs. ! and rambling telegram and plainly Amelia Keller oi Indianapolis, was yes- i revealed the old lady's state of alarm. trday re-elected president of the! "No; Diana is not here. Have not Women's Firncbisc League of Indiana. I heard from her since Wednesday licr majc: was overwhelming. j week. What is th.e matter? Do wire

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HOURS SLEEP I LENODE UL&ICW WHO PRESEmSTHI5 SIMPLE EXAM Pl As a mxthematician pretty Lenore j Ulrich has never, sought any honorary mention. Yet there is a simple example which the popular screen star was : taught -early in her career and which she in turn advises all aspirants to a fair ' complexion to- leant, vii - eight hours of sleep plus one .open window equals one "peaches and cream" complexion. Of course, in working out this example, it is important that when the window is : open the door should be closed, else the result, in place of one fair complexion, might prove one touch of pneumonia..' "Nothing tends. to pre

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70 QRLS serve a good complexion more thani , eight hours of sleep with good ventilation regularly each night," .ssitd the fair) Lenore recently wtuie resting Between scenes at the Pallas Pictures studios.' f 'Many set. out to faithfully work out this -example,' but few- live up to the 1 rule. That the star of "The Heart of Paula and similar successes in photo-! plays can speak with-authority, on the . smarter of complexions , is readily appar-! ent. 1 he dolls shown m this picture have no bearing 00 one's complexion, but arc merely new gifts from- a little girl -adj?urer. . . -

possess in having a good- time. . You might write to father and see At he wiiriet you come home." " f .Caryl shook off Julia's grasp upon her arm and again came to a standstill.. . - r ' - "I can't do that, and you know that I can't," she muttered, tears coming :

to her eyes. (To be Continued.), . The Story of a Great Love Devotion and Mystery me at once. Most anxious: cannot un derstand what you mean. I hope nothing is the matter. Come down at once and tell me, or shall I return to town? Am feeling very poorly, but will come at once if necessary. I feel so alarmed. What can it all mean? Melhuish." Brooke read the telegram and smiled faintly as he tore it up and tossed it into the fire. "That settles it." he said. "Now, what in the name of all that's wonderful am I to do?" Again he called in the maid. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I am very sure." He was making a brave fight with his nerves; and, even then, he would not have admitted to himself that he was really anything more than mildly puzzled; but, as a matter of fact, a terrible fear was taking possession of him. He sent wires to the Laurels, to every one with whom, so far as he knew, Diana had any connection. He made a minute search of her room; he submitted Berenger and Collier and several hotel servants to rigid crossexamination, which, however, elicited nothing fresh. "I really think you ought to inform the police," said Mr. Coleman, Brooke's secretary. ."After all it can do no harm, and there need be no publicity." "But, my dear man," exclaimed Brooke irritably, ."It is " absurd. She must be all right; there must be some natural explanation ; and yet and yet"-: "Put -the matter before the police at once, sir. That's my advice," said Coleman, sticking to his guns. He k iew his master well. He knew that he would never give in, and that he regarded alarm of any sort nervousness or apprehension as a type of mania, to be discouraged as a dangerous disease. "At least, they could make inquiries at the hospitals," he added tentatively. "Confound you!" thundered Brooke. "Don't dare to suggest that anything of that sort has happened, or or, by Heaven I'll I'll I beg your pardon, Coleman ; : I , hardly know what I am saying. "Then leave the -matter to me, sir," said Coleman.' "I am sure it is the proper course, and you would regret if if it were too late." Brooke sank into a chair and covered his face with .his hands. He could hold out no longer. "Do what you will," he said faintly. "Oh? God, help .me! lf anything has happened to her if "Oh, but nothing could have happened, could it, Coleman? Speak, won't you? Nothing could have happened, man?" To Be Continued.

By MRS. MABEL HERBERT URNER Originator of "Their Married Life," Author of ."The Journal of a Neglected Wife," "The Woman Alone," Etc.

Helen bit her lips. A word from her might explode the mine of his smol dering wrath. Yet, how could they go to any hotel without baggage? When they drew up before the impressive, awning covered entrance. Warren leaped out with a curt, "You wait here." . To Helen, waiting , in desperate apprebensiveness, it seemed an hour before he reappeared. , From his still scowling face she thought he had failed ; but he had not, for he paid the driver and motioned her out. Silently she followed him up the steps under the dripping awning. The lobby; was now dimly-lit and deserted, save for a kneeling scrubwoman.-. Only the night clerk and a solitary bellboy were at the desk, and Helen was flushingly, conscious of their keen scrutiny. The" bellboy 'ushered them up to- an expensively appointed room, where a maid promptly appeared with a. nightgown-and .comb, and, the polite inquiry as to. what else she needed. The gown was new, with tissue paper still under the yoke. Apparently the hotel kept an- emergency supply. So Warren had arranged for all this. What had he told - the night clerk? How had he persuaded him to give them a room without baggage? And-their suitcase If they should not find it at all? With an abject, overwhelming sense of wretchedness, Helen began to undress. - In grim silence Warren had flung ofT his coat, vest and collar, and was soon splashing in the bath. With the nightgown around her bare shoulders Helen , waited, brooding over the possible loss of the suitcase. Her newwai8t, her best nightgown, her electric curling iron, and the pajamas Carrie had given Warren for his Copyright, 1916, by the McClure Billy would have burst into tears, but he was ashamed to have Ned see him cry. "Don't worry, kid," laughed Ned. "No money that's nothing. I I..... i A T n-l 1 1 kiiif no rtAre cnH I to a stand, where they bought a lot i of papers. Billy chased about with the papers under his arm like Ned did, and sold some, but people did not like i to stop in the rain, and sales were, slow. But Ned did better by 9 he had made 30 cents profit, and, with this jingling in his pocket, led Billy to , a dirty, cheap restaurant. J The food made Billy sick. The thick ' cup of weak coffee, the tough bit of j meat swimming in grease, the cold. sour bread seemed too bad to eat. nut he managed to get down a bit, while Ned devoured everything on his plate. The rest of the afternoon the boys dragged about in the rain. Twice they found a dry box full of straw back of a big department store, but twice did a big policeman rout them out with threats of arrest. Billy was growing tired and sick. His stomach, which had ; been accustomed to the best of food could not enjoy the poor stuff he had eaten. His clothing was wet and he had not washed his face or combed his hair since the day before. His face showed his feelings, so New tried to cheer him up. "Oh! you'll get used to it, kid." he laughed. "Next week a. circus is coming and we can see the street parade. It's time for the afternoon papers. Come along." And Ned sped down to the busiest part of town. With an armful of papers. Bill tore after Ned, but found it hard to keep up. He was too weary and weak to cry his wares loudly. Then the rain began, to pour till he was drenched to the skin. It. was growing dark, the lights one ry one commenced to gleam out at the corners and the store windows grew brilliant. As he crouched cold, sick, wet and hungry behind the pillar of a big store, he thought of his mother and home. His eyes filled with tears at the idea of how she must be suffering at his absence, and then he pictured his clean, pretty room, the warm bath, the table with its shining silver and dainty linen, the library, and even Marie, the French maid. He knew his mother was lying weeping for her lost boy. Up at the corner he could hear Ned shouting, "Paper 8 here," at the top of his lusty lungs, and bis heart Warmed for this kind friehd who had stood by him so Well. Then into the sizzling electric light whirred a carriage, drawn by a team of prancing blacks. The door opened and a woman stepped out. Billy started forward to call his paper, but as he stumbled weakly by the horse's head, he tripped and fell right beneath the horse's front hoofs. The animal reared and in another moment would have plunged down on the

birthday the only silk ones he had! There was over 50 worth of things, besides the suitcase itself, an expensive one they had bought in London. The bathroom door opened and Warren came out looking like a prizefighter, with bis tousled hair and fleshcolored underwear. . "Turn out some of these lights," he growled, plunging into bed. "Dear. I'll hurry all I can," switching off the lights before she went into the bathroom. She was filling the tub. when she heard a shout from Warren. . "Did jou call, dear," opening the door. "The Ashton!" he shouted. "The Ashton! That's the name of that confounded hotel."

"Oh, yes yes!" excitedly, "thought It began with 'A'." "Well, it's too late to do anything now. I'll send a messenger in the morning he can pay for the room and get the suitcase." "But, Warren, if we didn't stay there do we have to pay for the room?" "See here!" he fairly roared. "It was your infernal economy that landed us here without baggage. Now for the rest of the trip" "Oh, wait It's running over!" and Helen darted back, to turn off the brimming tub. By the time she had taken her hath, Warren was asleep. Softly, cautiously she crept into bed. He stirred but did not awaken. The suitcase was safe, yet there was still the extra, needless expense of the two rooms, the taxi and the messenger boy to worry about. But for once Helen was too tired and too sleepy to worry long. Another Story Monday Newspaper Syndicate, Nevw York, boy's unconscious form had not Ned darted in and seized Billy by the collar. , He dragged the boy out into the light. The woman, who had steped from the carriage saw a glimpse of the white face lying so still in Ned's arms and set up a 6hriek. "It is little Billy," she screamed. "Poor little Bil ly." and in a moment Mane held Billy j tightly in a warm embrace. "Yes, it's Billy, all right, lady," said Ned. "I was just going to take him home. He would run away, so I did the best I could for him." In another moment both boys were in the carriage which was speeding toward home at a swift trot. When they stopped at the door, Marie ran in to tell the mother the good news, while the coachman bore Billy up to his room. Ned followed. The mother was hysterical with joy, but finally became calm, and in another hour Billy was sitting up in bed, with Ned by his side, telling his mother how good his newsboy chum rad been to him in his foolish plan. So it was decided that Ned should stay with Billy for life, go to school and be his big brother. The mother realized how unhappy the lad had been all alone, shut up with no playmate, and was glad to secure a boy who was such a true friend. Then she also rejoiced to know that she could ghve to this orphan, whose home had been the streets, a good education, a home and a mother. So both " lads were happy and everything turned out right, after all, even if Billy did run away. Your Tonic for Spring should do these things -clear away waste; dispel inflammation ; invigorate the bodily processes. After a hard winter your blood may be clogged, your digestion not up to the mark, and stagnant areas (catarrh) exist in the membranes of the stomach, intes tines or lungs. The result is a tired feeling, irregular appetite and loss of energy. Peruna Invigorates all your body, helps to soothe away all inflammation, restores the irregular appetite to a healthy condition, and clears away all waste. It's a real tonic especially good in catarrhal conditions like indigestion, aftereffects of grip, convalescence., and spring lassitude. . You may take it with perfect safety, confident tht it has been of benefit for 44 years to thousands, and hence possesses real merit. What it has dons for them is the best evidence of what it will do for you. Begin it today. tiHfcKirtxMrtftra. IStoBttsnaHmlfMm Tha Parana Company, Cohimbus, Ohio USE COOPER'S BLEND Coiee, COOPER'S GROCERY

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