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PART II—-ConUnu^d.

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Her voice came hack to him from very daw as tliou^ her face had been prewed to the rfas* in u» effort to make him out. "At the corner of the Avenue and East Ninth street." Ten minutes later he drew op hi* ■rnb at the appointed spot and reached back to throw open the door, hot kept t<ls foot on the dutch release., iearing the rear* In mesh, first speed ahead. A!', his precaution* were In vstn. As be opened the cab door hla <■**«• aleeve wa^ seised In a verj determined grip and drawn Insard, catching hi* elbow in a jlu-Jutsu leverage that left him the Hobson's cbidce of either get ¥ t out and facing bis captor or Using to his arm break. Hr chose get down from his seat quickly. Well. Bobby." murmured Ulus Vtu. Mi. Randolph attetrpied no evasion: be handed the lady to the curb and guided her gently toward her own door and up the high steps. “Madge,' be said, “you fought a great fight tonight and when you had won you felt sorry for Tremont and surrendered. Tou were swept too high on the wave of the best that Is In you. Promise r gne that you won't forget that you have won. Promise me thst you will wait and take Tremont, all of him. ■with honor." “What do you mean? What did you hear7" cHed Mlsa Van T. angrily, ber pale face suddenly flushing. “Prom the start of the ride to the Anlsb I heard every word." J eel* rod Air. Randolph frankly, "and more." “And more!" repeat el the bardAnressod 'girl. "What do you mean by rVnorer She still tried to browbeat »!«n. but remembering one Incredibly !%K- kiss, her eyes fell in the unequal battle with Bobby'# .-md attempted to e/e.-'e diversion by staring at his galtered legs and heavily booted feet. "Look up. Madge. Look at me," ■aid Mr. Randolph and waited patiently •mill ilrst her long lashes fluttered and then her love'y eyes swept slowly his face. “That's It." be continued s» their looks met and locked. “Let's hold that so we can't He." -Why should X He If you really heard •verythlngt" asked Mias Van T, and pnddraly smiled. “Madge, you little devil." aald Mr. Bandolph. sappressing an Impulse to her, “can you think of what you've been doing and laugh 7' "Tea. I can. Just now." said MU* Van T.. in little gapping pbram-t that to a men, especially one of Mr. Ranlolph'a limpid nature, carried only ir face value In words, but which any woman would have read a* pUinly r« the red-weather signal. “L»ok cat for showers of tears folIr wed by storta." “Well." said Mr Randolph pn'emnly. “If yoo ren'ly don't r*-nlix.- Just where you have b< -n. let me tell you. First you flew- high Into clean air and you took Tremont with you. You were possessed of a vision and you made him see it. too. a mirage of those lifted plsces thst sre the ahsr of the a.lod before lo»e. Just s mirage, an illusion of perfect hsppit.eM, which cold reason tells (r* we cuu't ever turn th lain reinforced concrete and plant In ^ th-- yard, but which we muri either Z. forever held as • vision or admit thst ■K love 1* ■ sordid and wingless thing." f Misr Van Tfiller eyes fell from bis frank gaze Something seemed to crumple within her: she put her arms around Mi. Randolphs neck, r'.ung tc bits, dropped her face against hi* ilder and sobbed, not noisily, but g^vwbo weo|is to rest, p held her close to him and went *2! his face set as though to a duty. “Then what Old you do! liecaase he bMutsted. merely hesitated at the high deer of adoration, you promptly slammed »t and dropped plumb \Ja atrsigh: down .Ike that traitor arrbBT ungel Johnny out of heaven Into the | arm* of bell." * "Bobby!" cried Mis* Van T.. throwteg hack her head and struggling to ; release herself. "How dare you say a thing like that! How dare you be here, anyway? 1 hate you. I don’t kno*- how 1 ever 'ould have thought . I loved yen. I feU. but It vaa Into ■E BMChcr s arms and 1 wish 1 was th. re PF right >ow " More sobs. onvolstve jP corn that shook the slim body In Mr. r Maodoiph's embrace from twitching f abouldcr to U-Od frt ■k I^i the reader be startled by what'* Hb cowing next It will do well to remind HT bln- lhai this poignant scene w-.ts Pr sieged at three o'clock In the morning F cm the high stoop of the Van Telller f. gaaldcoce In East Ninth Kireet and W Baser left the perimeter of the door B mat which In itself presented sn »lK «mst femlidne .-ontradtctl-.-n. In that ft bore dirsr In re-1 oo lie fare, the 1 WO!’ 1 “Welcome." but wa« u.-v-rth®-

bing bet heart out and Mr. Randolph was standing In the bewilderment o' one who known, he has not only taken the wrong turning but placed both hi* feet In h beartmp. a thick, heavy, unsympathetic voice arose from the foot of the Steps. “Here: Vousc! Break away an’ cyme along of me." Memories of a mlychlevou* boyhood swarmed to Mr. Randolph's mind, rec-oH-cHons of tho.se days when, as chief of the Madison hdntr* g-ing. his ears tad tingled to the cry of “'.i-ese it. de f«o! WeV pinched, fellers.'' A cold aw-e.il came out u|ion his brow; he slowly relaxed hla grip on MU* Van T.’s person and whispered tremulous': to her to keep her nerve bnt band him her Ulchkey. Over his shoulder he said with forced calm. "On what charge, officer 7' "San-e old dope." replied the pollreir*n phlegmatically; “drunken, disorderly. Come along, now, er d'yer want me to climb them step# go's we c'n all roll down togjtherT' During that ay vch Mr. Randolpo made a lucky shot at the keyhole, stealthily turned 'he lock and opened the door. "The way's dear, Madge." he whispered. "Beat It" “Oh. U It Bobby, you dear.” rattled Mis* Van T. In a stage whisper that could be heard ncross the street. “1 didn't tu"nn It, really, what I said about hating you. But I do love Beacber. Bobby, and 111—I'll—" “For heaven's sake. Madge." groaned ifr. Randolph, hearing sounds a* of a bear starting to swann a live, "keep all that Oil New Year's." "1 was Just going to say." continued Mlsa Van T. breathlessly but with a cold eye fixed on the cumbrous shad-

"HI try.’ avd Mr. Flolmharty duhlously. ' hut It'll come bard, brio' the first time I ever seen a thing like that. She sure give yon a tussle. Slim!"

PART III.

Maid’s Adventure. Take n young girl of obout twenty who. In her childhood, was pampered of fortune in money, position, good breeding, nnd pet*, turn her loose on the world at the age of ten with no prop but a faithful, sickly and destitute old nurse, kill off the nurse a couple of year* later, let the gtri fend for herself as acullery-mnld nnd what not through the uninteresting stage that precedes the sudden bloom of unexiieried beauiy. give her a long succession of Jobs secured “on her looks" and lost because she wouldn’t, lead her up to the crowded portal of despa!.* and the long-drawn-out surrender; then snatch her suddenly back fr t destruction, feed her. give her the sob- freedom for a night of Hr. Robert Harvey Randolph’s comforttble apartment and—what will she do? The answer 1* easy. She will find the bath and turn on the hot That was the very first thing that Miss Imogrne Pamela Thornton did after she had finished spying from the window on the movements of what she supposed wo* Mr. Randolph : nd whnt. In reality, wa* Mr. Patrick O'Reilly la Mr. Randolph * l>eat topbat. best suit of evening clothe* and overcoat, best gray silk muffler, price twenty-two dollars, and best patentleather shoes—the last a very tight

ie revamped | man's gait a cross between that of a chicken on a hot stove and a drunk on his reluctant way home. Even the unsuspecting Mis* Thornton was puxzled by that halting locomotion In connection with what she knew of Mr. Randolph, hot She added It. two and two, with the mysterious twenty minutes spent by that gen’leuian and the driver In the recesses of the cab. apparently io settle a difference In Ideas os to the value of a waiting taxi, and derided that poor Mr. Randolph must have Issued from the interview in a aeml-crtppled state. She henelf was too excited to let pity altogether absorb her. Without waiting for either the tortured wayfarer or the taxi to get quite out of right, she dropped the window curtain nnd turned to possess herself of her world of comfort for a night. A starved Instinct led her straight to the Ir .urionsly appoint, d bathroom. As previously Intimated, she turned on the hot water and riasped her hands ecstatically as she watched Its crystalCne surge and Imagined she -.•ould smell the opalescent steam. But not for long was she Inactive. Having surrendered to circumstance to the extent of promising to stay In the flat until ten the following morning. she decided to do the Job wholeheartedly. for Imogene Pamela was one of tb.*se lucky and fated young women wh. can never give themselves by halves. If happiness so much as showed Its nose. It was her nature to tackle blindly for Its waist and go to the mat for the Immediate present. Ccnsequcntly. let not her modesty be misjudged when It la related that. In the short time It took to fill the bath, she accomplished the following: Rooted out Mr. Randolph's ! eat silk pajamas, found bis softest bathrobe, filled a hot-water bottle and slipped if far down between the too cold liner sheets of his big bed. Continuing at this rnte of achievement. It may be Im igined that to ten minutes more the fl-ojng 'ady. having bathed, wa* curled up and sound asleep. Not on your Item: It took her twenty one minutes by the clock to scrub out the memory of the scabby xlnc bathtub* of many year*. Item: Twenty more minute* to wash her ball Item: Half an hour more to scrub her underwear and stockings. Assorted ite:«u: Various pause* during which she shamelessly looked a' herself In a fnllleugih mirror of such purr reflecting qualities a.-, had not crossed her path since England wa* a pup. After that, a long, entrancing Item, called “drying her hair." Did you blame her. three line* back. In your heart for her frequent Inspections of self In the mirror! If you did. look <’ her now I Mr. Randolph's bs’.hrobe is blllo<-.ed at b«r waist sod tied tight to keep It from trailing -n the floor; for almost a like reason. Ha sleeves are rolled up above her elbow*. It Is oj«en In a V at the neck, showing the adolescent curve of a virginal hat much excited bosom. With a woolly towel In both hand*, she plant* herself before the staid old ooklog-glaSB and gives It such a treat as It ha* never before tiavored la Its slxty-two years of serrice to the Randolph family. R b. rub, rub with the tewrri. Her cheek# grow pink and pinker, her eye* round and rounder. They twinkle and smile, and occe. when she made a little face at herself. they laughed on* loud. Her hair slowly wakes from Its stringy dampnex* until It. too, bursts Into a sort < light and curly merriment Pamri puffs out her cheeks and blows at It

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"Break Away an’ Cams Along of ow coming up the steps, “that HI o ve It to you. Bobf<y. I'll owe it to you. D'you understand!" "Sure," lied Mr. Randolph a* he pushed her firmly through the door, then caught Its knob, slammed It shut and turned io meet Nemeths. “Hello. Flahabart. I" The huge policeman stoppwl hi* r-ouderuus but sure progression and Matvd long ana suspiciously Into Mr Randolph's face. Finally be gave a grunt of recognition. "Slim." he said to himself aloud as though somewhere w Ithin his vast bulk there were a separate monitor that had to be tipped off to the situation. “Slim Hervey." "Sure." aald Mr. Randolph, leading the way toward bis wagon. "Who else did yon think It was at this time

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-How did I know," dvmsmled Mr. Flahaharty gruffly but not unpleasantly for Ida, “as you had taken on deliveries o' fancy dress-good* on top o' your regular line7' He breathed heavily and allowed his eye* to protrude farther than u#ual In search of a thought which be sensed In the near distance "1 tell you. Slim." be finally continued. "I don' know what this burg •# a-cornin' to. Why. even the street kind used to have a man to take 'em home, but this here was a tit o’ hlgh-fiyln' fluff— me. I could sea that—an' they had ta 1 give it to a cab!" ! “Forget u.“ said Bobby nervously I -All 1 rays. ' continued Mr. Flahaj harty. “Is thank <Jod both o' my goil* j ts married to hairy men that can an' j doc* lick the stuflin'* eaten era." I “Well, here we ara." said Mr. Raai From h'« .i-at l<ehtnd the wheel he

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profit Arbitrage

RIBBONS RULE IN CAPS AND GIRDLES

B reakfast cap* go their cheerful ami frivolous way this spring with ribhot.* and lace* hand In hand J> their making. Each ap!>enrs .o be guile helplexs without the aid of the other in the accomplishment of a *uccesxful cap and it la sometime* one and again the other that dominate*. Two such gay ami versatile material* might he expected to wander Into many bypaths and that l« what they have done The new displays reveal them In the mimicry of many style* In headwear, beginning with a rihhontrimmed. lace stocking cap and ending with cap- having wired lace brims, like the cap at the left of the two shown in -he picture. An excellent use 1* made of ribbons with plcot edges which can tie caught up by the crochet needle, by which mi-uns the ribbon* may lie Joined to lace insertions or to each other, but usually edges are whipped together to form cap*, ns shown In the model at the right of the two pictured. It the other cap a crown of net supports rows of satin ribbon, sewed to It along one edge and Joined to a brim of lace held In place by fine wire*.

Ribbons are making tbernselve* useful in many directions on all kinds of apparel from bend to foot of fair ladles and their children, but girdle* remain the most important of their mission*, increasing In beauty and Ingenious d<*«lgnlng each year. Twotoned satin ribbon*, dark on one side and light on the other. Inspire beautiful example*. One of these, a ribbon about five Inches wide, ha* two loop* at each side over the hips. TF-se loop* an- *lx end seven Inche* long and a fluster of lltde ribbon roses 1* placed at their base. 1-onc-polnted ends lire knotted a little below the waistline Ir. the back. A similar girdle of light-colored, plain satin ribbon has hanging end* and loops at each ■ 'ie. It ts made of sash ribiMin nnd ha* Hat. conventional (lower* of ribbon set about the crushed girdle. Two-Inch ribbon* In the dark er colors, bordered with very nutrow, pb-ot-edged ribbon# in contrasting color make pretty aashe*. b-ought about the waist and knotted at one able. Like all their companion* they are bedecked with ribbon flower* In flat applique—one at each end and a row about the wmDt.

In the Review of Blouses

THE LITTLE GIRL. Mr. Wood Elf and the boy and girt beard someone frying. They hurried along In the deep passes lietweeu two rows of lunall mountains. Mother iSosslp harried alone, too. She was hoping to find out ••uough to make a good gossipy atory. Her lips wen- curling. It seemed, more than ever. And her eyes looked Iiard and like sharp, bright bits of steel. At last they came nearer and nearer the crying. And their, near the road, they saw a girt. .She was not very big nnd wu* m>; very old. and *be wa* crying bitterly. In front of ber stood Mother Gossip'* eldest daughter named 1-Muke-ft-A-Polnt-To-Repcnt-Mean-Thin gx. She looked Ju*t as mean as could be. because she wa* pretending She wa* friendly and she looked so Ilk.- a humbug! Anu ’.ao, she looked as pleased as she could be. "Well, you foolish little girl" she was saying, “yoo don’t know who la your friend." "What do you mean?" asked Mr. Wood Elf. “I never knew you could be a friend to anyone." “Of course I'm her friend." said I - Make - It - A - Point - To - Repeat - Mean Things. “I told her that 1 tad

11AT we designate us sports W skirts are not rocflnlng their extended It to all sort* of oatdonriax. Inrluillt'g Street wear. 31iese snappy akin- require Mouse* that are designed 'or the same kind of service and :i demand for attractive tailored Mooses has been answered by the appcnr-iuce of fine model* in tnff.-fn.

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| blouses are simply designed and plain. | Some of them have lingerie collars and j vesti- by which means they may be always kept fresh looking, but the smartest style require* the simplest and —t i-asual designing. A blouse of exactly this charerter appears at Hie -1 of th,- two shown above In a dark blue taffeta silk. Many of these

tiered. The shops show many of these cuilar and vrxiee sets, and sell by j the yard materials for making them, j so that blouses may he varied with j different patterns In these accessories j For wear with handsome silk spom ! rklrt*. flue lingerie and georgette • blouses an- presented. ’.Sport* akin*” | 1* r.-ally a misnomer for the smart j silk affair*, which provide with the'r | : corresponding blouses a substitute for |

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and baling a shallow “V" at th. trout. They are finished with nn row. plot-edged ratio-* of 'he silk a . in tlie Mouse pictured. Loosely ad justed girdle* "f si'k. weighted at th. end* with small ball* or other u.-na I ment* are provided for them, but soim ] time* a narrow girdle, made of th. material In the skiij. 1* worn it stead The three-quarter length, slightl;

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Easy Way of Making Dreu Ruffles Ituiflee. wide and narrow, are going ’ to be us-.-d extensively as trimming 00 the shorter wash dresses, during the cowing summer. Organdie, dimity, voile, tissue, lawn, and even the heavier ginghams will to* raffled. For the home dressmaker the construction ol on even raffle is something of a probI lem. Even when one's sewing machine has a ruffling attachment not nil requirement# can be met. For th# raffle that needs some -pocia! adjust | lug. or In case of one'* not possessing a machine ruffler. the tension of the j machine may be loo* j.sl the Mitch

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“You Wrstck " heard somett Ini about her. but that 1 didn't believe It. and that I stood up for her like a friend." "Oh. you wretch." shouted Mr. Wood Etf. “If there Is one person I hate more than any otVer In your abominable aud objectionable and horrible family, It Is yon." "I tried to do 1 friendly act." answered Mother Gossip’s eldest daugh

ter.

“Of course she did." said Mother Gossip. ’Tbls It very nice. And d-m't sob. ll’tle glil, but come, tell me all about 1L <’<mfide In me." "Vex, you wan' ber to tell yon. ao you can tell her story end add to If all around. I won’t li t you do thaL" said Mr. Wood Elf. “I'll see to that. Now. little girl, what really hap pened?" The little girt had dried her e>W "I met tlds young lady," she said. "I mean, this old lady." for Mothr Gossip's eldest daughter now looked very old. She was quite old, for that mailer, and Mother Gossip's children look pretty old sf.er they've been seer for a time. ’’And." continued the little girt, af ter wwallowlng hard so as not to start crying agrlu. “she told me some'hlng whlcti wasn't Uue about me which someone bad said. And oh. I felt dreadful. She said she was telling It to me for my own good. She said she was ray friend and that she had stood up for me. But 06. I'm *0 un happy to think such a thing was aald about me.” "Yea." imld Mr. Wood Flf. “'rt course you were, hut you're going to cheer up now and we’re all going to have a moonlight supper tonight away from this horrible family. My two companion* are tired of them already. They never were fond of such a fnm Hy. not even of the one* they'd met and didn't know by natn**. And as for the Tattle-Tale Twin*-well, they'd be enemies with my compaP Ion* If they know each other forever. "I Just have a few words to say to Ml** 1 - M .ke - U - A - 1’olnt - To - R»-peat-Mean-Things. and then we'll be

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"You know." he continued, pointing Ms finger straight at Mother Gossip's laughter, "there Is no excuse for you. not - scrap - "You thought you were making yoortelf out to t>e very fine wbeu you said yen had stood np for her. and that you were telling It to her for her own rood. "You though; It made you «eem *0 noble to say yen stood up for ber. Ildn't you! I've my doubt* about you standing up for ier In the first place, but thst Isn't the Important thing. Anyone who Is a friend will stand up for his friend or her friend without saying «o. It la quite uuneces-try, julte And no person is a friend who

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A Practical idealist.

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Cape and Dolman. wpe and cap- dolman wrap 1 nue through the spring. Judr