Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 41, Number 166, 30 May 1916 — Page 10

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XHE RICHMOND PALLADIUM ; AND SUN-TELEG&AM. TUESDAY, MAY SO, 1916

Arm. mrocMCE lEsmfs, i m i o am hci m Caryl in Her Eagerness to be Considered Good Sport Drinks with Somerdyke

Thaw's Former Wife Weds Jack Clifford 99 -By-Virginia Terhune t wo bisters Van de Water I33E5E

"Still having a perfectly wonderful time?" he queried. "I wish I could do this for ever and ever!" the girl breathed. "And in an hour or two from now you will be pleading with me to hurry so that you won't get home late and thus stir up the wrath of dear sister," he teased. "I didn't say that I was going to do this for ever and ever, Caryl corrected him. "I only said I'd like to. We don't do everything we want to in this world more's the pity!" and she sighed with feigned melancholy. The car swung Into a broad, graveled driveway at the end of which gleamed the white columns of a great hotel. "It's getting near afternoon tea time or along in that direction," Somerdyke remarked, as he drew up at the hotel entrance. "Well get a sandwich and something cool to drink, and then we'll go back by another way to that dreary old city in which I see you only once or twice In a long age." A suave waiter ushered them out of the glare of the sunlight into a shaded high-ceiled room, and set a small table In front of them. "A Scotch high-ball for me," ordered Somerdyke. "Will you have a glass of Iced tea or what?" Caryl hesitated for a moment, then her new sense of independence asserted itself. "I think I'll take the same drink that you do," she announced. Somerdyke raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Are you sure you can stand high balls?" he a6ked. "They're pretty strong." "Certainly I can!" retorted Caryl, making her facts suit her desires. "I am very fond of them," she added. She did not know just what a high ball was, but she was determined to appear sophisticated and live up to her reputation as a "sport." Her companion shrugged his shoulders and laughed. "All right!" he agreed. "You're the judge, you know. Waiter two high balls, then!" Caryl was very thirsty. The rapid drive along dusty roads had dried her throat, and now that she was sitting still in the house she was also very warm. When the sparkling drink in the ice-filled glass was put before her she took it es.rerly, drinking a generous half of it befoe she set the glass down. She did not find the taste agreeable, but the liquid was delightfully cold. She ate a, sandwich, then drained the glass. "Delicious!" she murmured, as she saw Somerdyke watching her. When, ten minutes later, she arose to follow him from the hotel, she experienced a strange sensation. Her knees felt .uncertain and weak, and the house and the veranda through which she passed seemed to be slowly tilting at a sickening angle, and It required a ! strong effort of her will to enable her 'to step up into the car. Once seated there, she felt better, land the wind again cooled her flushed "face. She closed her eyes as she sank back luxuriously In the seat. Several times she heard, as at a great distance, her companion's voice, nd roused herself sufficiently to answer him. She was not sleepy, she mused, but the motion and air made her blissfully contented and lndlftercrt to all things. It was fine to sit

TYLES FOR THE Woman's Eye The bridal gown of this season is a fascinating affair with a short full skirt either hooped or draped in bouffant effect. The gown illustrated was developed in white liberty satin and is quite short and full and finished wtih a heavy cording on the - bottom. A court train of satin veiled with princess lace falls from the shoulders. The veil is of silk net edged with val lace and attached to a wreath of lilies of the valley, which is . worn quite low on

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let the world slip by. It was not until the car was coasting down the long hill above Fort Lee Ferry that she volunteered a remark. "It's been perfectly dear of you to take me today, Mr. Somerdyke," she said slowly. Somehow it was hard for her to pronounce her words plainly. "Well, I'm rrlad that you've waked up at last," the man replied, with a laugh of relief. "Where shall I take you when we get to New York. "Home, of course," 6he replied. "Of course," he said, laughing again, "but I'm not a mind-reader and you've not given me your address." She gave it, still speaking very slowly. She had evidently forgotten her desire to keep the knowledge of her living place from Somerdyke. The man nodded as he heard the address. Almost jagged!" he said to himself. "Silly little fool." It was after seven o'clock when they drove up to the gloomy house that

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Helen and Warren Series; Story of Their Married Life

"Anna, be sure to use that largest platter for the roast, and don't " Helen stopped short, as her glance fell on an awkwardly tall girl, in a straggling plumed hat, standing by the kitchen window. With a cold nod she acknowledged the girl's sheepish smile. "Now, Anna, you'll have to hurry, a sharper note in her voice. "You haven't even set the table. Have you filled the salt cellars?" "I'm Just goinr to do that, ma'am," nervously conscious of Helen's disapproval. With heightened color and compressed lips, Helen swung back through the pantry door. This was the third time within a week that she had found Anna's sister in the kitchen. Even tonight when they were having guests she must be upset and irritated by this girl! As she dressed, she grew more provoked. She would not put up with it! She was much too lenient; that was why she was imposed upon. She had given Anna a vacation and paid her half wages the whole month they were in Canada, and now they were hndn? in feftrt this sister. Thoroughly incensed. Helen started back to the kitchen. She would nave it out with Anna right now. She would tell her pointblank that she could not have her sister when she was preparing a company dinner. But, as though to forestall any objections, the girl, with her hat off, was now gTating the hard-boiled egg for the anchovy relish. Thwarted. Helen turned back. The fact that she could 6av nothing only added to her irritation. She did noy Want l HIS gUl 111 U1C JIIH.UCU. only confused Anna, and distracted her from her work. When the front doer banged, Helen ran out into the hall. "Anything wrong?" waB Warren's brisk greeting, as he peeled off his coat. "Her sister's in the kitchen again it makes me wild!" following him as he hurried into his room to dress. "She's pretending to help so I can't say anything." "Well, for heaven's sake, don't get fussed up now. You've always got some row on when we have people to dinner. Get me out a shirt, will you?" The next half hour only added to Helen's irritation. Kverv timp she went into the kitchen she was so ex asperated by the presence of Anna s sister that she could hardly give her orders. Once she caught their mur

Caryl and Julia Marvin called home, and Somerdyke helped his companion to alight. He held fc-r hand closely in bidding her good-bye. "You look devlishly pretty," he said as the two stood at the side of the car. "For almost nothing I'd kiss you good-night." Caryl laughed carelessly. "Perhaps I wouldn't let you if you tried," she said. "And anyway, it's too light yet for even you . to dare." Pulling her hand free of his grasp, she ran up the steps into the ohuse. Before driving away the man jotted down the number of the house. Then he smiled cynically and climbed back into his car. "Little fool ! " he muttered to himself for the second time within an hour. Slowly Caryl mounted the steep stairs to her room. The house was close and stuffy, and there was a smell of cooking in the halls. The girl sniffed disdainfully. (More Tomorrow.)

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THE FORMER EVELYN NESBIT THAW

The Crevice

"I ain't no min-reader. I'll look up this business of securities, and then if ; the young feller's talked straight, we'll j neck and arms. Another ring. Why did not Anna go to the door? A long moment, then she heard Warrcn's step in the hall and his hearty: "How are you old man? Fine! Fine!" ' So Anna had been too busy talking even to hear the bell, and Warren had gone to the door! She hurried out, trying not to seem perturbed. AFTER THE AWAKENING. She Before we were married, you yaid you were well ofT? He I was. but I didn't know it. DEFINED. "Pa, what is the real saving sense f humor?" "Not taking yourself too sertoasly. hy boy."

try to work it through him, if we can get to him, and I guess we can, so long as I ain't lost the gift of the gab in -twenty years. We'll be as good, sorrowing heirs as ever Jimmy Brunell could find anywheres." j Before Walter Pennold could reach! the bank, however, an unimpeachably official letter arrived from that in- i stitution, confirming the news impart- j ed by the bank clerk concerning the ; securities left for James Bru- j neli. Pennold, going to the bank: ostensibly to assure those in authority there of his cordial willingness to! assist, in the search for the heir, as- j sured himself of Alfred Hicks' seem-j ingly legit imate occupation. A later j visit to Mrs. Lindsay of 46 Jefferson j Place convinced him that the young j man had lived there for some months j and was as generous, open-handed, i easy-going a boarder as that excellent j woman had ever taken into her house. Just what price was paid by Henry Blaine to Mrs. Lindsay for that statement is immaterial to this narrative, but it suffices that Walter Pennold returned to the sharp-tongued wife of his bosom with only one obstacle in his thoughts between himself and a goodly share of the coveted two hun-' dred thousand dollars. ! That obstacle was an extremely! healthy fear of Jimmy Brunell. It wasi true that there had been no connection between them in years, but he remembered Jimmy's attitude toward the "snitcher," as well as toward the man who "held out'' on his pals; and! behind his cupidity was a lurking caution which was made manifest when be walked into the kitchen and found! .Mrs. Pennold with her shriveled arms! immersed in the wash-tub. ! "Say, Mame, the young feller. Hicks i is all right, and so is the bank; but j how about Jimmy himself? If I can j fix the ycung feller, and we can pull ! it off with the bank, that's all v.ell1 and good. But s'pose Jimmy should hear of it? Know what would happen to us, don't you?" "If he ain't heard of them securities all this time they've been lyin' forgotten in the bank, it's safe he wm't hear of 'em now unless you tell him." retorted his shrewder half, dryly. "Of I course, if he s lived straight, as he has j for nearly twenty years as far as we I know, and he finds it out, he'll grab everything for himself. Why shouldn't 1 he? But s'pose the bulls are after! i him for somethin', and the bank's hood-winked as well as us, where are i we if we mix up in this? Tell me i that!" I "There's another side to it. too. Mame." Pennold walked to the window, and regarded the sordid lines of washed clothes contemplatively. "What if Jimmy has been up to somethin' on the quiet, that the bulls ain't on to, and this bunch of securities is on the level? If I went to him on the square, and offered him a percentage to play dead, wouldn't he be ready and wiilin' to divide?" "Of course he would; he's no fool," returned Mrs. Pennold shortly. "But let me tell ycu. Wally, I don't like .the

One morning Bennle Dog started out with a basket of lunch to go berrying for his mother. He was passing Tommie Cat's house when he heard a noise and saw Tommie Cat beating the rugs. "Hello! Tommie Cat," said Bennie Dog. "I am sorry for you working so hard. I am going berrying, and I have a basket of nice lunch, too." "You are very much mistaken. Bennie Dog, if you think I am working," said Tommy Cat. giving the rug a harder thump than before Bennie Dog came along. "Well, what are you doing?" asked Bennie Dog. "I hink beating rugs is work, and it is dusty work, too." "I am playing fire."said Tommie Cat. "I play the rug is a house on fire and the dust is the smoke. I get my mother to let me take out all the rugs, so I can have plenty of smoke. Now watch me!" Tommie Cat took up another rug and put it on the line. "Fire! fire! fire!" he cried as loud as he could, and beat the rug every time he said fire. "See how it is done," he 6aid to Bennie Dog, who had dropped his basket on the ground and was watching Tommie Cat with much interest. "You ought to get your mother to let you take some rugs and play fire; it is great fun," said Tommie Cat. "I am sorry you have to go berrying; I call that hard work, picking berries in the hot sun." "I have some nice things to eat In my basket," said Bennie Dog faintly, for he was not sure it was so much fun going berrying after all. Tommie Cat seemed to be having a much better time playing fire. "Can't I play fire with you?" he asked Tommie Cat. "Oh! I don't see what you can do," said Tommie Cat. "I am the big fireman and beat the flames, and that is all there is to it. Only one can play at a time." "Can't you let me take one rug and play, too?" asked Bennie Dog. "I don't think my mother will let me have any more," said Tommie Cat, "and I want all I have to play with myself. Ask your mother some day for some rugs and play it in your yard." "I'll give you a tart and a chicken sandwich." said Bennie Dog. "Well, I will let you play with just one rug, Bennie Dog. but that's all," said Tommie Cat. "Now, you must beat hard or you will not get. any smoke, and the more smoke you get the better the game." So Bennie Dcg took the stick from Tommie Cat and began to beat the rug. He beat hard and called fire just as Tommie Cat did. but to Bennie Dog, it seemed hard, dusty work. Tommie Cat went behind the house and ate the tart and sandwich Bennie Dog gave him; then he took a look at poor Bennie Dog working as hard as look of that 'See Walter Pennold of Brooklyn,' on the note in the bank. S'pose they was trying to trace him through us?" "You're talkin' like a blame' fool. Mame. Them securities has been there for years, forgotten. Everybody knows that me and Brunell was pals in the old days but no one's got nothiu' on us now. and he give up the game years ago." "How d'you know he did?" persisted his wife doggedly. "That's what you better find ouf. but you've gotter be careful about it, in case ;his whole thing should be a nlant." "You don't have to tell me!" Pennold grumbled. "I'll write him first and then wait a few days, and if anyone's tailing me in the meantime, they'll have a run for their money." "Write him?" "Of course. You may have forgotten the old cipher, but I haven't. You" know yourself we invented it. Jimmy and me. and the police tried their level best to get on to it, but failed." "You can't address it in cipher, and if you're tailed you won't get a chrp.ee to mail it, Wally. Better wait and try to see him without writing." For answer Pennold opened a drawer in the. table, drew forth a grimy sheet of paper and an envelope, and bent laboriously to his task. It was long past dusk when he had finished, and tossed the paper across the table for his wife's perusal. She saw several lines of a code. When she had gazed long at the characters, she shook her head at him. and a slow smile came over her face. A SURE SIGN. Father I don't want that fellow that was here to see you last night hanging around here any longer if h isn't seriously inclined. Daughter Oh. he's seriously inclined alright. Why, Just last n'.ghl he asked me how much money yo1 had.

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Newspaper Syndicate, New York. he could. Tommie Cat doubled up and laughed. "I don't like it much." said Bennie Dog, throwing down the stick when he had all the dust out of the rug; "it seems more like work to me than play." "Oh! that is because vou do not know how to play it well." Said Tommie Cat. "Watch me!" Tommie Cat put another rug on the line and fell to beating and crying fire! as hard as he could. "He seems to be having great fun," said Bennie Dog; "I guess I did not play it right; let me try another rug," he said to Tommie Cat. "Oh. no; I can t do that." said Tommie Cat, jumping about and crying "fire, fire, fire!"

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"I'll give you some more of my lunch," said Bennie Dog, now thoroughly convinced he liked the game and wanted to try it again: After much teasing Tommie Cat let Bennie Dog try another rug and then he let him try another and another, and after a while Bennie Dog had all the rugs cleaned and Tommie Cat had eaten all of Bennie Dog's lunch. It was almost dinner time now and Bennie Dog was hungry, but he had no lunch to eat, so he ran home to get some before he went berrying in the woods. "Where is all that lunch I put in the basket?" asked his mother. Bennie Dog told her he gave it to Tommie Cat to let him play a new game. "I told you to get me some berries, and here you have been wasting your time playing games with that bad Tommy Cat," said Bennie Dog's mother, "tell me about it." Bennie Dog told her all about it, and then his mother said, "I'll give you plenty of that game, Bennie Dog, after dinner." That afternoon Tommie Cat passed the yard and Bennie Dag called to him, "Want to play fire?" he asked. "I can't, I have to go on an errand for my mother," said Tommie Cat. Poor Bennie Dog had all the rugs in the house to beat all alone, and before he finished he began to see how foolish he had been to let Tommie Cat make him do all his work for him and eat all his good lunch besides. IN THE AIR. "Bracing, weather, eh. Jones?" "I should say so. I've been braced four times today."

"Ycu' vp forgotten a little yourself, Wally. You made a mistake in the k."' He glanced ha!f-incredulously at It, and then laid his huge, rough hand on hfr thin hair in the first caress he had given her in years. "By God, old girl, you're a smart one! You're right. Now listen. You've got to do the rest for me. the hardest part. Mail it." "How? If we're tailed" "There'll be only one on the Job, If we are, and I'll keep him busy tomorrow morning. You go to the market as usual, then go into that big department store, Ahearn & McMauus'. There's a mail chute there, next the notion counter on the ground -floor. Buy a spool of thread or somethin'. and while you're waitin' for change, drop the letter in the box. You used to be pretty slick in department stores, Mame " "Smoothest shoplifter in New York until I got palsy!" she interrupted proudly, an unaccustomed glow on her sallow face. "I'll do , it, Wally; I know I can!" The next morning Alfred Hicks was a little late in getting to his work at the bank so late, in fact, that he had only time to wave a cordial greeting to his new friends in their cages as he passed. He paused, however, that evening, with a pot of flowering bloom for Mrs. Pennold's dingy, not over-clean window-sill, and a packet of tobacco which he shared generously with his host. He talked much, with the garrulous self-confidence of youth, but did not mention the matter of the securities, and left the crafty couple completely disarmed. Neither on entering nor leaving did Hicks appear to . notice a short, swarthy figure loitering in the shadow of a dejected-looking ailanthug tree near the corner. . (More Tomorrow.