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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, . SATURDAY, APRIL 13, 1929 ee ee The Make-Believe Wife By Kathleen Norris About A Young Girl Who Married Her Employer. 7° CHAPTER XXXVI The rom was made up--it seemed an absolute haven of peace. The bed was Pe amooth, Quietly light- ed; there were hooks for her coat and gown, a paper envelope for her hat, and a hard, firm, heavy door to shut her away into a zone of " guietude and comfort. The mood: of confidence, of exul- tation, iasted until she got into hed. She had flung a new magazine into her suit case, and she turned its; pcos slowly, studying advertise- ments of dogs--of boarding schools. Deccasionally, after the train had, started, with hardly more than a sigh, she snapped up the tense little curtain, and looked out at flying tactory lights and streaks that were small towns, Beautiful houses in this magaz- Ine. A California Spanish house, with balconies and patio and iron grills. If everything had been dif- ferent, she and Hugh might have livad ia such a house next year. She had sometimes dreamed of such a rear, and that they would take Nelly with them--just in case. "Nelly, there is né 'question about if! Mr. Challoner wants me to see some good doctor in Santa Bar- bara-- . "This boy's a Californian, aren't you, Anthony? We named hin for my father. My father was Dr. An- thony St. John, you know. Yes, we were in California when Le joln- Happy. silly dreams! The dreams pf a child, of a fool. No, not quite that. They had been neither child- ren nor fools, she and Hugh, when they had bent over the plans for the Kreutzmann Memorial, up there in the sitting-room, while the soft spring winds blew scents of earth and lilacs and new, milky grass in through the open windows, and the dream college had raised itseif, arch by arch, tree-shadowed tile roofs and creamy-walled cloister. Not quite fools then! 'Well, that was over. Ard it was all Hugh's fault. She hoped--with a little firm setting of her young mouth--that Hugh was satisfied. "Love!' she sala aloud scorn- fully. "That's not love. That's just ~--1 don't know what!" But she had lost her serenity, her sense of security and triumph. She was suddenly very much frighten- ed by what she was doing This was a crazy thing to do, certainly, to rush away from the situation, as it she had been afraid of it. No matter; it was done. Hugh's mother had always been most kind to her, and his sisters too. A wretched way to repay ther, to run away, with a wild idea that in some way she could make a liv- ing in Ney. York--she could write, she could sell something. Terror shook her. The events of the evening seemed already ages past, as if the waters of life had ciosed over them. Grown up, in- deed! She had nothing In ecommmon with that red-headed girl whe had put on the blye velvet gown for the Lambert dinner dance. Beatrice looked about .he neat, serviceable little room, with its racks and mirrors and switches. '{ morning, Beatrice was fully dressed again and had nqt even closed her eyes, Py "This was her third visit to ew York. She had come Once ca bui- ness {or the firm with Maicia--a thrilling experience. That had been more than two years ago, in the delicious spring-time whea ail the parks and streets and shop windows had reflected the glory of tie sea- son. The sisters had stayed at the by Childs', and pleasant streets, fascinated and happy, buying Mummy little pres- ents; riding on green omuibuses, ning, after bathing and drezsing of hair. Hugh early in the summer--only six months ago. Noon had driven them down that time, and they had, of courze, stayed ~t+ the Chatham, where the Challoners always stayed, and there had been flowers in Eea- trice's big rooms and callers and all sorts of excitement. , "We'll come down next winter, and hear somc opera, ...," Hugh had said. . A pang almost physica in its sharpness smote her at the memory, ue she put it from her deliberate- y. This was New York into which she emerged, at the top of this sfeamy-smelling tube--a cold, bright, hard, unfriendly New York, with a dirty wind blowing under the high framework of the -levated trains. Crowds surging this way and that; into subways, out of sub- ways, in and out of office door- ways. Newspapers already adrift in the streets, "Where to, lady?" the cax! man asked. "To the Philomel Hotel." He had never heard of it. She knew it was in the East Fifties scme- where, near Lexington-- Oh, Marcia, 80 sure of yourself, so adequate, so protective toward a little bewildered sister....Oh, Hugh, with your gloves and your worn fat wallet; your positive, easy manner in the big restaurants, and your delight in your companion's delight--where were you now? The Philomel' hadn't a s: .-e ich, But they could send ter to the Toggenburg. 'Here, boy, take the young lady's bag, and et her a taxi." Beatrice got Into the second taxi with a new fear gnawing at her heart. "The young lady's bag.' Of course, she was married---she had been married more than a vear-- and yet at twenty-two one '8idn't look egpecially married! Another rather gloomy hotel foy- er with plenty of colored glass to brighten it. Palms. shot her up to the seventh floor; she walked into a room. This would do nicely. Thank you. The boy opened the window a crack, set down her bag, and went away. Beatrice sat down on the edge of a perfectly comfortable and perfectly clean-looking bed. She Cxperienceq all the despair of a lost child. There was a constant racket and jar about her. The train reached ¢a country town, lights flashed in at the crack under her window shade, a erossroads bell set up a med ding- mngie. i : She would be in Hoboken, the por- ter had said,'at 7:25 and arrive in New York about twenty minutes later. A terriple city to Le alone In. A city like a machine. Beatrice's heart began to hammer In fright. She could not 110k back- ward; it was inconceivable either that Hugh should over-look this sscapade or that she should. stoop to ask him" 'to. But what lay ahead? She could not even L& remember now what all the trouble umd up-| roar had been about. Hugh and Bert and Aileen, in that stuffy, horrid little room, and voiens-- "Yes, hut why didn't IT just ex- plain to Hugh? Tell him what Bert ind I have been up to? T would have spoiled the surprise, but, then, everything is spoiled, anyway. Any- | thing--anything would have been better than this!" . Perhaps this was exactly what Aileen had hoped would happen, | she reflected. Perhaps Ai'ecn had hoped that she would run away, ] blacken her.own name, and do her vest to besmirech the Challoners' 2ood name. Just the one thing that they would find insufferable, the unforgivable sin, Publicity and gossip and scandal, and connécted with Bert too. Suddenly the full horror of the situation gwept over her, ard Beat- rice sat up in bed, cupping "er chin in her palms, breathing hard, star- ing into space. "Why I can't do this! TI can't do this! What am I doing? Every- one'll know in the morning; Hugh'll telephone his mothér--and then they'll all know. I must be crazy! Why, if I was Alleen's friend, if I was playing her game, I couldn't do it any better than this!" She rang for the porter. He pre ented a sl€epy head at her door. "Porter. I've had to change my lans. Is there any way I ean get ok to North Underhill tonight?" "To North Und'hill tonight? No, ma'am--there ain't" said t:a por- ter earnestly. "It's most five now, and you goin' to be in Hoboken by half past seven." "I see." She knew all about morning trains . from New York. People were always coming up on the flyer, at nine, and ge'ting into town about noon. Noon tomorrow seemed aeons away. But there was no going back. She put out her light and tried to sleep. It was impossible, and when the train finally pulled into Hoboken, on a grimy, cool autumn "This is --"-"!" she said aloud. She opened her bag, and nut some brushes and bottles on the flat, hare bureau. A pin-cushion had "Tog- genburg" embroidered in red threads on its white cotton cover; the towels had that too. 3 Clean stringy white curtains were hrough its clean panes Beatrice could see only the backs of large buildings. After a while she went out, lock- ing her door, and down the street. She walked to Fifth Avenue, trying to remember why she had been an- gry at Hugh. Well, because he had --he had-- "Oh, Hugh, Hugh! Why #ren't you one of all these thousands of men, to let me talk to you--to take me home again!" CHAPTER XXXVII A cold wind blew along the av- enue, and the tops of the ominhuses were empty. Winter was coming. Winter. Beatrice, feeling dazed and cold, stopped at a jeweler's window and stared :t a ei'ver tro- phy. But she did not see it. She was beginning to see her own life for first time: its romance and its irage edy. She had been only a little girl, a year ago, bewildered by the story book prospect of a marriage with a rich man twite her age. She had known nothing of men, notl ing of life and of her own heart. She had been like a little dream wife, loving, eager, responsive, nnexact- ing. Knowing nothing of passion, she had never felt its absence in herself. Now she was awake. Or, rather, she had begun to awaken weeks ago, under Bert's youth and ardor and adoration. And, awakening, she had stumbled blindly out of paradise. : "I've had no breakfast, that's why I feel so giddy!" Beatrice re- minded herself. "I'll go some- where--" Across ths street were the solid red walls of the Waldorf. Ske and Hugh had had preakfast there, on a hot early summer morning, and he had said that in all his trips.to New York he always liked that moment best. To sit at the dining-room window and watch the world go by, and pour the hot, hot coffee, arly break the white rofis. _ She went In, The big room was almost empty, and deliciously warm, with the sunshine slanting in through high windows. A waiter nodded to her request for a wirdow table, and she followed him. Two mon were breakfasting to- gether at the next window; or, rather were talking togethe: in low tones while they awaited their breakfast. Beatrice looked at them, [left her guide, went to thelr table, Philomel, had breakfast at a near-| had walked the, and going to the theatre in the eve-, [Just as the clock struck nie ¢ d The second visit had been with The -eietator i and 'looked down at them, "Hugh--" she said, In a faltering voice. 8 = ay * ] After'that a great many things vappened rapidly; Beatrice clung to Hugh's arm and watched them from the weary depth of a divine content. 'The strange man, who had been writing things on a' cord, re- lating to a Jod-hasded ads, Fay a pigsk suitcase, ~ eted a check, ay with 'satisfaction, and remained to eat both break- fasts Hugh guided Beatrice out to the hotel entrance---and suddenly fas- cinating New, York was fascinating again, thevshops glittering and gay, the omibuses tempting, and the crowd friendly--and they had a third taxi, and were at the Chatham before he would let her say a word or would even look at her. i Ang Bere they had their own ens ormous old room, with Its three great windows into Forty-ninth street, and boys wege running to and fro, with flowers and n>wspap- ers anl trays again, and "5: ntly, the wind died down and the sun burst out over the city in full glor- fous force, there was delicious hot coffee and grapefruit and rolls wait- ing and they were alone, Hugh put his arms about her then, and said, in a whisper: "My God, my God! TI havs you back gain. T have you back again!" Beatrice began to cry for sheer happiness, and puriad her faco cn his shoulder, and Hugh took his fine big soft pocket handkerchie! and gently wiped the tears away. There were tears in his own eyes. "Hugh, I have to tell you! I'm sorry--."" "Oh, Beatrice--Beatrice--don't. It was all my stupidity." "No, no, it was mine!" "Well, let's have breakfast," he said 'with a shaky laugh, "and ihen we can talk." She sat down, and it was as if the 188 few troubled months had been wiped away, and they two were on their first happy, visit to the city asin, "I'm so happy!" Beatrice breath- ed, closing her eyes. "You can imagine what I am." "Hugh, were you on that train? The train that makes up at North Underhill and leaves at four." '"No, but I thought you te oa | Ad "But how--" The miraclaf it! The miracle of security after even this short taste of desolation. "How could you pogs'bly _uess that, Hugh?" "I telephoned Mother--I came In Just after you "ft, by i" e and met poor Nelly .ominz d)wnstairs almost frantic. So TI talephomed | Mother,, and of course yon weren't there. 'Nelly called two or three big hoteles, and * changed ag fas! as I could--"" "And made what *-.in%! "No train. Noon drove me. j rather I drove Noon." His face grew grave at the recol- lection, and she drew a. dtep breath, "One hundred and thirty miles since four o'clock this morning, Hugh?" 1 "It wasn't the Wistance. But what I was thinling--what I was fearing! What an awful sensation, Bee! Black night, and rain, and you somewhere--somewhere in ths world.' The feeling that any mirute might be the minute you needed me--the feeling '"at even while I was asking at one place for you, you might be within a few feast | of me; walking away!" "I know," se s~id in a whisper. Or, Hugh?" "No, no, I. knew that that meant nothing, Bes," le hastened to as- 'sure her. t--shall I you what I've been thinking for weeks and weeks now?" he asked, ¥ "It you like--" she began caut- jously, suspicion still in her eyes. "I've been thinking this, Bee; that you were only a little girl when I married you, and that I-----who loved you more than anything on earth-- had been the one to hurt you moet." "Every says that I waz s lite: tle girl!" Beatrice 5 '4d, & )tle re- sentfully. '"I wasn't such a little girl. I was twenty. My father's mother married when she was fif- toen, and had thirteen children, and robody seemed to think she was such a little girl--" "You --ere a little girl, just the same," Hugh said, with hig wistful, watching smile, "I was very stupid," she conced- ed gloomily, "I never knew--I rever suspectéd---how Bert felt un- til a féw weeks ago, a night out at Spy Lake, Hugh, if you remember? Ycu were dozing, and Bert tame below the porch--"' "I remember it r "Well, that was the night that I--knew. But it didn't seem so had to me, Hugh," she rushed on eager- ly, "because it was perfectly safe f:~ Bert to --to care for me, be- c¢ se--" She stopped short, "Because what?" he asked, wat. ching her. "Well, because, after ati, I am married," Beatrice protested stout. ly, "I was sorry--I was even cross «i him, Hugh. 2ut I felt tte' it was perfectly safe!" » (To be continued.) (Copyright, 1928, by Kathleen Norris.) - POSSIBILITIES IN Sir R. Borden Says U.S. Has Friendly Feeling For Dominion . Ottawa, April 13.--Steadily in- creasing realization of Canadian possibilities is becoming very evi- dent in the United States, according to the Right Hon. 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Our Jury System The children were playing a new "trial and murder." ssigning the parts. "Ill be the murderer," he sald, and you, Tommy, can be the man Jane can be his wife. But how about Sarah? She's too little to know anything. Oh, I know, she can be the jury." One Freshman: Is your room- mate a broadminded chap? Another: Say, that's he thinks of.--Life. all - SEESSESNEEEEEEENEEEEESEENEN HEE EEEEEEEEDR «1 know." "We got_into the city ~t about; { eight, and I telephoned the Chath- am--no news. I couldn't *' tk of any other hotel you'd be likely to Zo to so I got In touch with an agency--a detective--and put him on the search. His very first ques- tion," Hugh said, marvelling, "was whether you had ever besn to the city pefore and where you had stay- ed." "So you would have traced me, anyway!" she exclaimed, glad that it was so. : "Oh, yes!" But his fac> was ser- fous still. "There are a good many things that might have happened to -you first, Bee', he said. "I know," she sald again moek- 1y. She had finished her breakfast, and now she went to on» 0? the big deep chairs and wheelod another near to it, with a touch of her foot, 'and peckoned to him. ""Come here and sit down, Hugh; I have to talk to you." her. "And first," said Hugh, hold- ing her hands {in his own--*first you must promise me never, never to do this again! Another time just c.me to me frankly and tell me what's wrong. Bee--I'll help you-- me suffer again ag I did last night." I'll do anything! Only don't make "I promise you!" she s2'd in a whisper, salt tears on her face. "I blame myself for this eniire- ly, Hugh sald again preeently. "You couldn't see how things were d-ifting--I could. You never sus- pected how--how that poor boy was feeling. But I knew!" "No, it's true," she sald, widen- her honest childish blue eves upon him, "I didn't know, Hugh. I thought it was all f-0l'--. go § had no idea how deep it went!" "Not, with vourself either, Bee?" Her candid ' look met his with unalarmed surprise. "Not with myself? mean?" "I mean," he said steadily, "that I want you to be happy." Beatrice could only stare at him in simple bewilderment. "You surely don't think--you can't think that I'm In love with Bert?" She finally stammered, the color flooding her cheeks. "Would it be so strange, Bee?" Hugh asked, smiling. "Yes, it would. traordinary!" she exclaime? prom- ptly, indignantly. And, forcing her- self to look at him, with her cheeks burning she addcd, "You dui'. he- lieve that--that nonsense that T' How dc you "And I to you," he sald joining |. It would be ex- | 23 Prince Done C. CHURCHLEY When We Test Eyes--Itis JURY & LOVELL Optical Parlors your watch and clock work Fee SS sisctory repairing. brig ped pric pe Bl hg adopt gb J he Credit Jeweller Properly Phone 28 or 20 and Help Build Up SHOPPING DISTRICT Every Dollar Spent in Oshawa Helps to Build Up Our City. Your Laundry Done Properly Just Phone 2520 and a driver will call. 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