Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 142, 2 May 1916 — Page 10

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The girls had learned , when they first moved into Mrs. Halloran's house that at this eating place each could set a meal ticket-allowing two meals a day for three and' a half dollars a week, but as they did not breakfast or lunch In, the restaurant they made an arrangement by which they could getthelr- dinners here for three dollars a. , week. The cooking -was not bad, but lacked variety, and the food was seldom, served hot . Still- for, the, price, it was the best that the sistera could do in the neighborhood. There were other persons lodging near by who ate here regularly, and occasionally one of the tables would be taken by a party .of a half dozen diners who would order . several bottles of the light red- wine . served in .the-place, then chat and smoke until a late hour. As a rule Julia and Caryl dined so early that such groups were only ar riving when they took their departure. This evening, however, the girls were an hour later than usual, and many, of the tables were deserted. They were almost through their dinner before Caryl uttered a low exclamation that made Julia look up startled. "What's th matter?" she asked. "Don't look now," said Caryl, "but I never noticed until this minute that that tahle over, there

is the very man who followed us on'

the day we moved to Mrs. Haiioran s. He laughed so loudly Just now that it attracted my attention, and I looked

.Over lO CCQ wuu UI mmo. The color left Julia's face even while she chided herself for her fool

ish fears. What could any man do to her or Caryl here in this public restaurant or on the short block on the lighted street between them and their room? But her lips twitched nervously as she asked: "Do you think he recognized you?" "Indeed: he did. replied Caryl, "and he bowed and smiled to me. Of course, I cut him and looked as if I had never seen him before." "Let's hurry through dinner and get away before he leaves," proposed Julia. For her own part 6he could not eat another mouthful. "That wouldn't do any good," de

clared Caryl, "for all those men fin-J

isned eating long ago, sua aie just drinking and smoking now. They're a common looking set." "Well, don't look at them." counseled the older girl, and she pretended to be engaged in the food on the plate before her. In spite of their effort to appear unconcerned, the two girls decided they did not want dessert and coffee, and had laid down their napkins and risen from their chairs preparatory to departure when a dark shadow loomed up .beside them and in a masculine voice asked: "Why in such a hurry, young larifen? Mav I not see you home? It

does not look well for pretty girl: toj

be on the street alone at nignt." TTMtVi a ,tr Tnlla lnnlrofl shout her.

noting, to her dismay, that the man!

who had waited on her and Caryl nad

1 Junt gone out or tne room, ana.mai tb cashier, usually at the desk by the i daor, had left his post .for a minute. ! What should she do?. But there was no tremor in the cold tones, with which .she replied, laying : her hand on Caryl's arm and drawing her towards the door. ; "You evidently mistake us for some ; other persons." she said bravely. "We ! do not know you, and I must ask you jto allow us to pass.". But the man remained standing in front of heir, 'blocking her way and laughing coarsely. ' Julia's assumed courage forsook her for a moment. As she looked helplessly about her she was amazed to hear Caryl speak in cool, firm tones. . "You will . let us pass," said the

young girl,' "or I. 'will ; summon the proprietor, and have. you. put out of this place;" Then, as . the man only laughed again, Caryl,- now angry and flushed, turned suddenly from him to the table at which " his''' companions were still seated. .As she did so, one of them got up, and, as if answering an' unspoken summons from her, came foward. - . . - ; "You," she said to him, '.'do not. look like the kind .of a man who 'would bully twp defenseless girls. ' Will" yod kindly1 ask your v friend to let "us alone?" ' .' : ,r ."- ;v " The man she : addressed looked painfully embarrassed as he met' her keen gaze.

"Certainly,.' -he replied -awkardlyl Then, in a lower voice he muttered, "You .. must excuse Danhe's been drinking. - "That is 'evident" remarked Caryl stiffly. ,' ' '.;..jr ; The man' to' whonv Caryl ' had ' ap? pealed laid his hand on the bully's arm.-; "Come along, Dan, he coaxed. Dont -molest the ladies. V Here comes the proprietor., now. "and.-.Vyou don't want him to-throw you out," do-you?" The-;.balf ; intoxicated ;"'man . bowed 'elaborately.- "Excuse - me, Hadies," he said,' "and' allow - me ' to wish you,: a very pleasant evening. I hope - we may meet again. " - . (More Tomorrow.) v

Sketches from Life

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: Once upon a' time' Ihere were ,twoi Indian boys, twin sons of a mighty chief, that lived in a village on a Western; prairie; The i older boy's name was Wind, and he -was a .big, . husky fellow; yet so rough and brutal in his ways that xno - one liked . him.' T.hile Fawn, the younger brother, was much, loved by all, especially by . the father himself. v - ; " - Now,. Wind did not like this: at alii So he decided to play a trick and get rid of his brother in a sly way; - With this idea he, went into the woods and cut down big tree, from which he hollowed a large canoe. It was beautiful to. look at, Jf or . its brown sides were polished and marked off into nice squares .that shone handsomely in the light, inside it : was smooth and soft as the lining of .an elder tree. One pretty spring day, when the canoe' was finished, Wind got in and paddled it down to a rock which hung

over the edge of the stream. Just over

this stone was a tall tree in whose branches the two lads .loved to play, and this was the very means which Wind selected to aid in harming his brother. -,. . - Now, in this very tree lived a gentle

wood sprite, who Inoticed everything that went on around her home. She was peeping through the leaves when Wind gulled the boat close ' to the rock, and she saw him when he took his tomahawk and cut in it a big hole, over --which he placed a thin sheet of

bark so that it would not show. "Famn will ? be down here today,'

said- Wind, "and if I can get him

swinging out on that limb I can shake

him down on the rock. If he is not hurt .then I will let him sail in the

canoe, and as that 'will soon fill with water he will drown." ; 'Wind did not know that just above him the sprite was standing and that

she heard every word he said. She

had always thought Wind a mean fellow, but now she knew it and determined to watch and turn the trick on the bad brother himself. - Inside this tree was a gum which oozed out like that you see on cherry tree-trunks in the summer. The Indians used it as a glue to stick their wooden things together, but they did not know that it possessed the property, if used when fresh, of not only sticking fast, but of making anything on which it was put shrivel up terribly. The sprite gathered about a bucketful of this gum, and hid it in the hole in the tree in which she lived. The next day about noon - she was awakened from her nap by both boys running around the tree and then climbing its trunk.

Newspaper Syndicate, New -York. '.."Let's swing on "this long -branch, Fawn," said Wind, as he seized the great limb in his strong hands. p Back and forth he swept and seemed to be delighted with the - sport. So Fawn took hold and started ; to ' swing like hfef brother. . But when Wind let go the . branch r it - jerked up "violently.

throwing Fawn on the rock and b:uis-

ing- his leg. : Wind knew that now

Fawn would be unable to swim.

"Get into my new canoe and take a

row," Wind told Fawn. "If your leg hurts It will get better while you paddle." ' Wind drew the canoe up close to the shore, then ran back to aid Fawn to . come i down to the vater's edge. When Wind's back was turned the sprite upset Into the boat the1 bucket of . tree . gum, and - with a branch of leaves rubbed it all over the inside. ' "Rest here awhile -and' I will get the boat - nearer - to .you.",, said JWind. as Fawn sat down, for a moment on a stone. - f As Wind leaned over and took hold of the boat the sprite let go of a strong limb she had been holding. It jerked back and struck Wind, knocking him over sprawling into the canoe. He fell on his back, his head, legs and arms sticking dutside. But his body remained fast in the slue. "Stay there forever." said the sprite, appearing to the boys. "You are getting just what you deserve. I will pull you out on the land, and you shall crawl around for the rest of your days with the shell on your back." Wind had begun to shrivel, and by the time he was dragged out on the bank he was just the size you see turtles today and In this way his children have appeared ever since. Tomorrow's story "How Danny Saved the Dam."

Helen and Warren Series; Story of Their Married Life

At Movies Tonight

COLISEUM. The girl really intended to shoot her. "new" friend she had met in a dance hall, but Instead, shot her lover, who had come in to rob the apartment Such a story always throbs with heart-interest. "Human Drift.wood with Robert Warwick and Frances NelBon will be seen in this strikingly dramatic World Film production at ttm Coliseum theatre tonight

PALACE. Edmund Breese, the eminent dramatic star, who was seen in the ""Shooting of Dan McGrew," a recent Metro screen masterpiece, will again cuke his bow to the screen under the Metro banner, when he will be seen here at the Palace tonight in "The Lar of Heart's Desire," a fivepart wondv3Ty produced, by the popular plays and players. Mr. Breese will have an excellent supporting cast including Arthur Hoops, Jeanette Horton, John Mahon, Evelyn Brent and other well known stage and screen stars.

Hastily Helen thrust out of sight the things she did not -want .her. to see. A soiled kimono and an old petticoat she hung far back in the closet hanging the better looking things in front If only she could lock that top bureau drawer! There was not time to straighten it and she- did not think Carrie above looking .through her

things. She scrutinized the sheets on the couch. They were only, rumpled, but Carrie might say she had been put Into a bed with soiled sheets. The couch remade with fresh linen, Helen laid out her best night gown, her new bedroom slippers and pink silk kimono. , Then the batnroom a cake of guest soap and fresh towels. Some bottles on the window sills she crowded into the medicine chest. Carrie:s bathroom was always immaculate. ' "Now, you're not going to any trouble?" Carrie appeared at the door. "It's no trouble. I only hope you'll be comfortable. "Oh, you don't allow her on the bed?" as Pussy Purr-Mew jumped up on the clean spread. "Ill take her out." Helen always resented Carrie's dislike of Pussy Purr-Mew. "Well, good night. If you want anything let me know." "Oh, wait. ' Have you a boudoir cap? I always sleep In one." Helen got out a dainty lace cap, and then hurried to the kitchen to see about breakfast. There, was only one cantaloupe! "Anna!" knocking on the door of the maid's room. "Anna!" "Yes . ma'am." Anna, in her night gown opened the door a few inches. "Mrs. Edward, Mr. Curtis" sister, will": be . here for breakfast. You'll have to go out the first thing and get another cantaloupe. I'll leave some

money on the kitchen table. And you'd better get a half, pint of cream

for the coffee. The top of that milk's not very rich." , "Must I have bacon and eggs, just the same, ma'am?". "Yes, only have everything very nice. Put on a clean cloth and the good napkins. We'd better have cereal there'll be enough cream." It was after twelve before Helen got to bed. . Warren was already asleep, bat she was too tired and too Irritated to sleep. Their apartment was too small they needed a guest room. There was always this upheval when - any one stayed over night. And Carrie nothing ever escaped Carrie's scrutiny. Would she open that top drawer? Had she been in that room before they came? Had she looked through the whole' apartment? It was another hour before Helen drifted off into a troubled, distorted dream. She was awakened by some one

moving about iD the library. Her thrill of terror subsided into the realization that it was Carrie. Out of bed, she opened the door. Carrie, tall and1 lank in her night gown, was spreading a sheet over the library couch. "Oh, did I awaken you? I just couldn't ' sleep in there not a breath of air. I thought it might be better here." "That's too bad. It Is close tonight. But you won't be comfortable on that hard couch. You go back, and I'll bring you the electric fan." "Oh, no, I can't sleep under a fan it always gives me a cold!" . "What's the trouble?" called Warren, aroused by their voices, (More Tomorrow.)

. WORSE YET. "Look here, landlord. There's two inches of water in our cellar. "That's nothing. Just think of the poor soldiers in the trenches. They have ' to stand in water-up to their waists all day long."

. Before. going down the -street toward! 40AGrosvenor road, Paton halted the taxi . driver and entered a public telephone-booth." " ' " ' " ' ' " .'- 'v ' - - ' In a few minutes he had "Coleman on theyiV.;: . ; vv'r"' ; " Yes," he man replied "Sir God-frey.ls-fn:r:' -."T."'T. " Paton' left.a-.messagelthat'the K.?C. if.: a Gr 'should " hasten: to Crawley's apartments. : When Coleman told- the bowed '. and . spirit broken . Brooke. Paton's request a shudder quivered through his giant frame.- It seemed that a presentment had come to him. He: sat- motionless until Coleman addressed him again, asking if he should bring his coat and hat and have the machine at the -hotel entrance. Brooke, assented and rose. His haggard f ace and emanclated. body were in horrifying contrast to the bronzed and athletic appearing man who only a few'. days, ago had been eo happy at the prospect of a long delayed honey

moon .with Jiis little Di. Paton drove on' swiftly. prawley who was preparing to visit the WTarren home for dinner was start-

led when the little detective followed

riutton to nts dressing . room wunoui waiting for- an announcement and invitation to enter. "Sir- Godfrey Brooke will be here in a moment, and .will, demand that you tell' him. .everything." .Paton shot at Craw.ley. whose. face .went white before the-unexpected assault. The artist. was .speechless but motioned for. Hutton to retire. He sank limply into a chair. . . V "Well,!'. Paton waited. . "I can't," -Crawley mumbled. His guilty .conscience told him he-was exposed .and .he had not the courage to make a pretense at ignorance. He cowered before Paton as a beast who fears ' a blow . from his master's hand. ' "T need not tell you what I know," continued Paton. "You know what-has happened and you must tell Brooke with your own lips." VTell him from my own lips that his wife loved me?" The' words came from his throat like the. last gasps of a dying man. He was limp, almost faint. Paton 'fell back a pace. ' He had not realized. Now he knew why Crawley had. changed the picture. "So that is why you altered the painting?" "I thought to save him," pleaded Crawley in his own defense. "But, you only made matters worse." "Yes, but how was I to know that the woman would kill herself." Crawley was talking brokenly now. not guarding his words because he felt that the shrewd little Paton knew everything. "What became of the body, where is it," he asked. "Brooke "knows." "You lie, Mr. Crawley." snapped Paton. "Do you think Sir Godfrey would affect all this grief if he knew. No he .would be open . and face the world."' . "He does," screamed Crawley. "Didn't he , take her bodv there and

I stand, by while I placed it in the straw. (Didn't we set fire to the barn and ; watch it burn, watch it cremate his ! wife. Bah, yes he does know." j "You are crazy," cried Paton alarm-

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Hutton quietly knocked at the door.

"Mr. Brooke's car is at--tbe?d6or he announced. , ; - ' r Outside -Godfrey Brooke' steppf feeblv from 'th ntnmnhll -Vitk nri

ed at -the door and imagined "again. th

ue saw xsoei-Crawley staggering .dow the -StenS in thn dim i-ht nf ', di

night carrying a bundle. He shivert t-kJ A. .......... .. i

uv lurnea dsck as u to enter tne,ci ahd,drive away.T. But'he braced'hii self and crept up the: steeps, v" "w;- ) : . .Hutton' swung the- door ;open .to hi: and ushered him to the " room -whe Paton was facing the jibberinr Cra ley who was crouched in his chair lil a . hunted animal ready to run. - - "What: is it?" gasped Brooke - b mind clearing for the moment. ' , ? S "Are you ready to hear the sblutlo Sir Godfrey," Paton. asked -calmly, j Spurred to supernatural shrewdne by the tensity of ' the -j sitnatio Brooke's mind flew back over tl events of the last few days. - He' r membered everything. He, made d ductions. . . .- - :"',..

"Heavens, it can not "be," he '.ear limply in a chair. ; "Sir Godfrey, I am sorry to tell jf that Mrs. Brooke " began Paton. "Is dead, yes I had feared that," r plied Brooke interrupting. 1 v "Noel Crawley," the gaiintV.fran made a feeble attempt tprisefjTl artist slunk from his chair and crow ed against the wall. " " . "Was that Di, my darling Di?"' Crawley could not answer. . ."Yes," whispered Paton.'. ' ' ' "God!" . . , 1 '.',." What had once been the great S Godfrey Brooke shook as if .'with i ague. .Crawley found his tongue I felt that Brooke was too -weak to bar him and then Paton was there.- -Th. old impulse to tell everything, surgt over him and he - jabbered out tl story. But Brooke could not stand tl

shock. He died with Paton and Hu

ton working over him. He could 6 men die in the wilds of foreign cou tries and endure hardship but he hf been -touched in the most - vtilnerah

spot. He could not withstand tl

shock that his Di had not been' true him. .... The public took calmly the death the great man. They lauded him f being so devoted to his wife and (aili to link Crawley's"; name" " with 't scandal. The artist went to Amerl

where he traveled for many tnontl

and eventuallv made his homo. "

Zoe had predicted almost in her dvlrl

moments, Eva Warren did fa"U in krJ

and married another man. . Cra'wiey mained single. The End.

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