Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 141, 1 May 1916 — Page 10
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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, MONDAY, May 1, 1916. Jl Would You Worry Because Sister Carrie Found the House in Disorder? Isn't Helen Mere Suhsiissive Than Most Wives, Yourself, for! Instance? Will Caryl Have Strength to Avoid Pitfalls of New York? - Why Did She Not Tell Julia All? . Was Leveridge the Person .Who Held the. Solution to Death of Zpe or Will Paton Fail Again? - V' b.11 i. .1 i.'n ttjf ii .1 im i. ,i
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Helen and Warren;, Their Married Life
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' Look, dear," exictedly. "isn't that a light In our apartment?' ,'..., ,- "Jove, that's right! " Warren paused on the steps ; and gazejl up at , the lighted windows of the eighth floor. "What. la. she doing in - the- front room?" Helen's voice -shrilled with indignation, f She's -telephoning! .1 'told you she phones when ; we're out." ' "Oh, well, whatte a few calls?" "It's not a few it's every time we go out That's what makes our -bills so high. No one would allow a maid to use the phone that way. " I'm going to speak to her tonight!" emphatically. "Mrs. Edwards is '-upstairs,", drawled the elevator boy, as they stepped into the car. - "She's been waitln' since nine. She got the, superintendent to let her inshe saidjtwas air right." "Carrie!'' gasped Helen. , "Hope nothing's;" wrong,"' Warren muttered. Then to the boy. "Yes, of course, that was right to let her in."' Carrie in their apartment for. two hours! Helen's mind whirled.; She thought of the sewing 4 that strewed the library, of her - disordered bedToom, of the waist he had cleaned and the odor of gasoline. - It had been the maid's afternoon off. Warren had come home unexpectedly early, made her drop everything and go with him to the beach. r "Hello there! Nothing wrong?" was Warren's brisk greeting as he strode into the library- where Carrie was calmly reading. "Oh, no, only I missed the last train. Didn't even have a tooth-brush so I couldn't go to a hotel." "Hotel! I should say not," with hear
ty hospitality. "We're mighty glad to have you." - r "Oh, of. course of course," murmured Helen. "It was a' stupid thing to do, but I had last month's time table. Since the first, that train Jeaves firteen minutes earlier. v "Where's Lawrence?" Warren asked, "Didn't he come in with your "No, he had to go to Albany yesterday. I just came in to get some things for the children"Have you called them up? They know you're not coming?" "Oh, yes, I just had the maid on the phone." -- , . "That's all right then." Warren drew a chair to the window. "Well, how d'you like it out there, anyway?" "Oh, we love it! It's so much cooler than the. city. Seems stifling here. You don't get much breeze in these windows, do you?" "We've been very comfortable," retorted Helen, who always bristled under the critical air of Warren's sister. "Well, of course, if you can stand the heat I can't It weakens me." Helen rose.,'Td better see about the room." "Now don't go to any bother," Carrie called after her punetllliously. They had no spare room. They were not fixed to have any one stay over night, thought Helen rebelliously. There was only the couch in her room. She", had dressed in a hurry everything was in disorder. The chiffon waist, still swelling of gasoline, hung on the chandelier. And those old slippers! Had Carrie looked in here? More Tomorrow.
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"'Circe?'" Leveredge repeated. "Why, Sir Oodrey Brooke bought the painting not long since, and it should be hanging at his place in Hatchington." "It was painted by his friend, Noel Crawley?" questioned Paton as if
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speaking merely !j fill a sap in the conversation. "It must have been a wonderful thing. 1 wish I could have the pleasure of seeing it." "It was before it was changed?" Leveredy half mused to himself. "Changed?" Paton's quick ear caught the word. This, something told him, was the key which he had been looking for. He , drawled the word as if Inviting Leveredge to further confidence. Paton was a good and patient listener, and felt that here confidence was something worth while. Leveredge did not reply at once. "Oh, I see, the changes were made by Mr. Crawley after Sir Godfrey Brooke made the purchase," Paton continued as if he had hit. upon an explanation which perfectly satisfied his curiosity. His air was that of one unconcerned, who was willing to dismiss the whole subject. "No, it was changed only a short time before Mr. Brooke ever saw the painting,' he burst forth, as if prompted, by the rage which had so heated him. when he arrived at the studio that morning and found the alterations which Noel Crawley's brush had made during the night. "Oh, well, there's nothing strange about that" Paton replied. He suppressed a yawn.
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- "First: tell me what kind of a day you have had," demanded Caryl. - "Ypu are a dear, unselfish child to want to hear, about my affairs when you must-be so full : of your own experiences," said Julia, as she laid off her hat and seated " herself on ; the side of the bed by Caryl. '1 would not stop to tell you anything about myself just now if it were not that I have a. bit of good news. Dear, I've been transferred to-;the lace counter, and I've had a rise in pay." "Good!" Caryl V exclalmed.-clapping her hands." "The 'Marvin fortunes have taken a turn! How much is it?" "Only five more a month," said Julia, "that is, twenty-six a month and commissions. But in laces the commissions are bigger, of course, than In notions. And, besides, it shows that I've been doing good work. And now, tell me about your new position." . "Guess who Kelley Delaine is," C,aryl said. "You told me he was a writer," answered Julia. "Isn't he?" "Of course he is, but you've seen him before." "Have f? Where?" asked, the other, mystified. "Judy fancy he is the man that saved my life on the street last night!""Is he, ' indeed?" exclaimed Julia. "What a strange coincidence!" Caryl told- only what she thought best omitting among other things the visit of Harry Somerdike. After a few minutes of questions and ant swers, Julia leaned over and kissed her1 sister."I. am so happy for you, dear," she
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REPARTEE. Maude (sneeringly) Beauty is only kin deep. Clara Yes, my dear, but wouldn't " jrhan.T2 skins with me.
said fondly. "It really looks, as you say, as - if v with strict economy we might get on fairly well. We will pay as wec go, 'i and make every penny count It is a good plan to make out beforehand a list of necessary expenses, and try to adhere to that . Now, for instance, for this week you. have money f or ' car fares and luncheons,
until Sunday, you know, and . , Caryl Interrupted her. "Indeed -1 bavn't!" she declared. " V; "But I handed you three dollars only last night," Julia reminded her. . "I know you did," Caryl admitted "but I had to get my luncheon, and then I bought a new tie for my old one was disgraceful and some cufT links and a pair of 'side combs. Oh, Judy" with a sudden burst of Indignation as she noted her sister's disapproving expression of countenance "don't look at me as if I had committed an actual sin, just because I have been obliged to provide myself with the bare necessities of life! I've got to live, havn't I?" .In a silence that meant disagreement they made themselves ready to go out to dinner. Julia had pleaded vainly, trying to point out to the younger girl that they must, make their expenses fit their Income. She confessed some of. her own economies, hoping , thereby to impress Caryl with the necessity of care in spending their money. , "At first I used to get a substantial, though , plain, luncheon every day," Julia., said. ; "But for the past two months I have bought a five-cent box of crackers on my way to the store, and at noon . I have eaten those instead of going out with . the other girls." "They must think you're a regular cheap skate," Caryl observed heartlessly. "Besides that, you're getting thin and losing all your prettiness. You'll soon look old if you go on like
this."
Leveredge wanted to talk. He re
membered that it was in Crawlejrs rooms that he had met Brooke and there driven his bargain for the sale of the picture. Now that he was on the subject he remembered the mysterious disappearance of Lady Brooke. He talked. "Yes, Noel Crawley stole Into the gallery here one night, after he had failed to repurchase the painting from me, and changed the face." The speaker hesitated a moment as if astounded by what he had said. . "Well, what of It? An artist certainly can improve his own canvas if he
chooses," declared Paton, rallying to Crawley's defense. "He could, could he?" Leveredge was blustering with rage. "It was my picture. I bought it. It was hanging here in the gaiiery. He came in like a thief. I don't know what his motive was, but he seemed anxious that no one, or some one should not see that face. He begged me to sell him the picture.
"Perhaps he did not want Sir Godfrey to see," suggested Paton. "Yes, I believe that was it. I had seen him with a woman." "Mrs. Brooke Lady Brooke," eanife the voice of Paton. "Yes, I had not thought of that. It was Lady Brooke, and he did not want Sir Godfrey to know that he had painted her," Leveredge grasped at the ideas which Paton threw out, clinging to them .like a drowning man. Paton's mind had reverted to Bookers' intimation that there was another man, perhaps. He began to suspect that Noel Crawley knew more than he appeared to. 1 "And then Sir Godfrey came and bought the picture," he continued, as if speaking for Leveredge.. "Yes, ye8,'Mhe conniseur replied. Paton shrugged his shoulders and turned as if to dismiss the subject "Well, this is none of our affairs. We should not be speaking thus of things alout which we know nothing. We may be doing some one a grave Injustice." "You wont say anything about what I have said?" Leveredge interrogated pleadingly, . "Why should I?" With this noncommittal answer Paton left the gallery. . . He hailed a taxi and gave his orders in an undertone. In a moment he was speeding away. More Tomorrow.
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CENTER VILLE. Ind., May l.Though previous custom has been for the juniors to banquet, the seniors at the close of commencement the custom, this year was changed, and class spirit was responsible for the change. The juniors gave the banquet for themselves and invited friends at the home of Marjorie Hurst . An elaborate dinner was served, toasts were given and the evening thoroughly 'enjoyed b y ' about thirty-five young, people. . , :
Copyright 1916, by the McClure One morning Bennie Dog's mother said:. "I want you to take this bowl of broth and a jar of jelly up the road to Mrs. Hound Dog; she is very sick." "If she is so sick why do you send her nice things to eat?" asked Bennie Dog. "When I am sick you never let me eat anything, and I have to stay -in bed." "Mrs. Hound Dog is in bed, too, but she can eat nice broth and jelly and other dainties," replied his mother. "If I am sick will I have nice things brought to, me?" asked Bennie Dog. "If you are sick long enough," said his mother.
Bennie Dog took the jelly and broth)
to Mrs. Hound dog and his lips smacked as he looked at all the nice things Mrs. Hound Dog'- had on the table by her bed. Bennie Dog went away thinking it was very nice to be sick, and on. the way home he met Ned Dog, who lived over the hill. Bermte Dog told Ned all about the
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Newspaper Syndicate, N York, head and looking very grave. "Yes, he is very sigk, indeed. 1 am afraid I will have to use the stomach pump. When young dogs eat such things as he did and so much all at once, the only way to save them from dying is to pump their stomachs." Bennie Dcg could hear Ned Dog groaning in the house and his legs began to tremble, for he wondered if Ned Dog would tell how they had planned to get all the nice things to eat. If he did, Bennis Dog knew what would happen to him when his mother heard about it. Bennie Dog had intended to give Ned Dog a good shaking for playing such a shabby trick on him, but he knew by the groans that Ned Dog was suffering for it without any punishment from him, so he ran home. . Bennie Dog's mother was waiting in the doorway for him, sure he had gone mad, but Bennie Dog told her he suddenly felt quite well and thought a good run over the hill would make him well, and it had, and he was hungry.
j "At nineteen?". Julia . queried. "Hardly, I think goodness knows I feel old enough sometimes ! ' There . was a bitter note in her voice, and yet she was not unusually bitter. But Caryl'sselfishness irritated her and baffled her. The younger
gin started up angrily at her sister's tone. . . ' , "Oh, Julia!" she exclaimed. "Do stop telling me of; alls your unselfish acts! I did buy some things this afternoon with' your money, but It was was only. borrow ed anyway, and I assure you that every one of your precious cents will be returned as soon as I get my first salary. Do let's talk of something else now!" Argument was futile, and Julia, recognizing, this fact said no more, but, as it was late, began to make ' her usual dinner toilette. . This consisted of taking down her hair and doing it up again, washing her face and hands and putting on a fresh collar. This done, she proposed that they go out to dinner now, and Caryl, agreeing, began, as soon as -the street was reached,- to chat lightly and happily as if there had been no uncomfortable feeling between her and her companion. Her facile nature made this easy, moreover tonight she was too well satisfied with her new position, and the possibilities it seemed to 'offer, to remain long in a bad humor. . The pair walked along Twenty-second street toward Seventh avenue, and turned into the restaurant where where they were in the habit of taking their evening meaL , Although Ihe outer air had been clear , and invigorating all day, the atmosphere of the restaurant was warm and heavy with th A rtrinr tf mnnv riaf onH mm din
ners. The odor sickened Julia slightly, but, -though Caryl sniffed contemptuously, she declared that she was "hunerv enonsrh to eat any
thing." More Tomorrow.; -
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good things that Mrs: Hound Dog had
brought to her just because she was sick. . "Why don't you get sick, Bennie Dog," said Ned Dog, "and I will tell everybody how ill you are and that you can only eat ni;e, delicate things ; then, every one will bring you some
thing, and when you get a whole lot
you can give me half for my trouble.
Bennie Dog thought that would be a
good scheme, so off he ran for home
"Oh mother! mother!" he cried, when
he reached the door, "I am so sick. I have a terrible pain in my stomach. I cannot - sit up. I must go to bed. Oh! Oh! Oh!" Bennie. Dog's mother dropped her
sewing and helped Bennie Dog get
into bed. Then she put a not flannel on his stomach and gave him some unpleasant medicine to take, but Bennie Dog swallowed it because he was thinking of all the nice things he would have brought to him now he was- sick. The next morning Bennie Dog started to get out of bed, for, of course, he was perfectly well, and he was very hungry. ' But he remembered that his mother had said that old Mrs. Hound Dog was 111 a long time, so back he got into his bed and began to groan. More of the unpleasant medicine and nothing to eat was all that Bennie Dog had that day; and the next morning he asked his mother to look out and see if Ned Dog was not somewhere about "I feel sure be will come to see me today. He must' know I am sick," he said. . "I guess Ned Dog Is sick, too, by this time," said Bennie Dog's mother. "I
saw him sitting by the side of the road and evef y once in a while someone would some along and give him something to eat He had dishes of bones and bowls of soup . and jars of 'jelly and " , i Bennie Dog did not wait to hear any more. He jumped out of bed and ran out' of the house and : over r, the hill straight to Ned Dog's house; growling In a very fierce manner. ' When he reached Ned Dog's' house ne saw a number of dogs standing in front of the door looking very solemn and Ned Dog's mother was crying. ' ? Old - Mr. Dr. Dog was , shaking his , v'- -. . V1-- v1" " - ' . -
NEW PARIS, O., May 1. Fred Blenke. while leading a colt to a drinking place Wednesday, was was overcome by a sudden faintness and fell face downward in the creek. The horse became frightened and ran back to the house. When Mr. Blenke was found he was unconscious and almost drowned, but has recovered and is able to be at his work.
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