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Whether you are Fealdont three hundred miles a men. fuinishea you wit » semis, from yn. certs radiated i the Ma ng Het (oi and ny a: pick up Transm} . away! A N your door. for Price Lint about S like to know Fully licensed Marconi i endies? gd enter BL a na. brings the oe ol to mail Gls ad. ao us with request and ask A rae! ng you would 1 a I books oB THE. DEAREST ACHE By KATHERINE H. TAYLOR. PART IL. Mrs, Wilking' day had gone wrong from the beginning, and its favor had: lized. in her an emotion that far from Fealthy.. Late in the afternoon, as she sat in a disordered i room to which her ne Tooke was unusually sensitive, she back over the day and realized she gave--gave constantly--for fs little return. isn't that I'm tired," she Ralhough I am Abe realiz- % tears made their appear- "she fumbled for her handker- chief and mopped the suddenly steady flow. "You give; and you give," she © muttered, "and the pain never stops!" What was happening to Mrs. Wil-| kins is what happens to" every w.man| now and again during a lifetime; she, was realizing 'that the' pains she en- dured when she bore her children wi ere | never to cease--that she must con- stantly hurry, constantly endure, and constantly be forgotten. It was a bit- ter reflection, and it left her so hard; that her tears hurt as they forced | their way into the oren. It had .all begun that morning with her husband's saying, "Molly, can you find me a clean union suit?" said this go apologetically that it left her feeling that she must be a shrew. She tried not to be sharp, and she didn't see why he had approached her| that way. She had founc it where his underclothes were always kept, but the feeling of triumph had been miti- gated by the fact that two buttons, and two only, had remained true to, their first home. "Alice must have put away the laundry," she said. "I sent things out last week because Dora was hunting, as she spoke, the heavy | thread she wanted. This had disap- peaped. After she'd gone down-stairs to, _her sewing basket, Alice came in'? and explained that she had the thread, that she'd been using it on a hat. "Why didn't Mother call?" she asked, as she stood in the doorway, adorably flushed from sleep and as pretty as only pretty seventeen can be. When she had disappeared, Eliza- beth, who was twenty-one, and some- what irritable from a too short night, arrived" to complain of her younger sister. Alice had "borrowed" Eliza- beth's- blouse, the one she Wanted to wear herself, Elizabeth stood in the! doorway und orated at length. She, for ong, thought her mother spoiled Alice. "At her age Elizabeth had--and Elizabeth explained. just what she had done that was admirable, and just what -Akee did that was not admir- able. "Why don't you get the blouse?" asked her mother, "She's gone down-sbairs." *Haven't you got another?" "No." This somewhat sullenly. "What about the pink-checked one?" "It's faded." "Well, you have that lawn with the Irish collar. "You know perfectly well what that Yooks like, Mother," said Elizabeth. "It never did fit, and it makes me sick to wear. I can't bear wearing it even at home and I simply won't 'wear it out places. That's all!" Mrs. Wilkins suggested some more substitutes. These were all rejected. Bam was late for breakfast, and com- Plaisel because the sdugage wasn't war Mr. Wilkins made a great joke of the fact that his wife had, in her morning's flurry, sewn one of the' but- fons on the inside of his lingerie. Alice was sullén under the abuse she had reaped from Elizabeth, and Eliza- beth was nervous about the train she | wanted to catch for town. It was a positive relief when pie 'eight-forty reduced the family to Mrs, Wilkins, Katie, the cook; Dora | Meigles, who, had come in to do' the The sunshine poured i nthe | windows of the cheery room, and Mrs. Wilking, enjoying the luxury of of dawdl- ing over her second éup of rather smiled: over, her own sick," | "The boilers Katie. "Mrs. Mn tgzted Some of She. stuff Ra Just ter fo! soak, a was when I seen it. It's or bad. It's near the top." "I'll telephone Caffin," said Mrs. Wilkins as she pushed aside the half- drunk cup of coffee, and stood up. "Heat the water on top of the ors Katie. You'll have to manage some- how. And--" suddenly she paused. Katie was weeping eopiously, with her large water-soaked - hand plastered over her jaw. ys my tooth, ». modned the suffer- "Pm 80 Sofry said Mrs. Wilkins, her manmer almost overfull of sym- pathy because of the sudden irritation she had "felt toward Katie as she | heard the news, © "Yessum, 'it's fierce!" went | Katie, after a gulp. "I guess--I'll have lit out!" She was hysterically nervous | over the decision, and fled sobbing. Mrs. Wilkins went to the telephone, | endeavored to persuade a recalcitrant | plumber to visit hér humble home, and I then hurried toward the kitchen to | interview the damages. . She found them--and the washer woman's little girl, who, having a snif< y cold, had abandoned "school to "rest up, like." "I brung her along," stated Dora, i who, sitting in Katie's rockin heist | was causing it to squeak lou o | thought mebbe she was en 'with | somethin' catchin'.. Sometimes they look like welds when they commence, measles icular." Mrs. Wilkins admitted it, and look- ed nervously at the small girl, whose eaked and limp appearance strained er already overtaxed nerves. The! {child was one of those permanently, amp-nosed youngsters whcze skiris are too Jong. These flopped around below her thin knees to give her a Stinking and perpetually sad appear- he smelled of woed smoke, and her eyes, which were large and haunt- ing, followed Mrs. Wilkins' every move, Mrs. Wilkins knew what the day would be, and it was. The plumber came, and he and Dora held an animated conversation about the cost of living. Katié went to the dentist's, lest her. tooth, and came {home to retire into the privacy of her boudoir, and to moan so loudly that she was heard in the kitchen. Little Hetty Meigle sat around to watch everything Mrs. 'Wilkins did. Unnaturally solemn, her stare began to affect Mrs. Wilkins as would an evil charm. It made her drop things, and make absurd, nervous' moves that re- sulted in nothing but resemblance to the busy hen. Dora chatted amiably about the neighbors, in spite of Mrs. Wilkins' earnest endeavor to silence | this sort of. topic. The talk ran in this manner: "Yessum, he comes home soaked, 'mebbe three or four times a w Laura--she's the up-stairs girl--she tole me." 3 "Are you putting up pickles this year, Dora?" "No'm. I'm not putting up none. My ole man, he don't like 'em. And Laura she says he's that stingy. The missus, she ain't none fer splurge, Honest, there's been the time when 1 worked there and went away hungry." "I'believe we're going to have rain." "Yessum. 1 think too we 'will. The missus, she askel me one day if used butter fer cookin', and whet - | you et nice and genteel, Believe me, I {tole her a thing' er two! I says, 'You Mrs. Aol who had been much anno; timated to Dora | Wilkie, i Ee "D a ke her i ora el a "Yessum," qtr werlh Damming the tide with anything Fe than a muzzle or a well- aimed brick was hopeless. & GA noon Alice appetrdd | with. th I y's up, |] aire, Wiking Neg a dreatul 1 fina Ona sudden hanging Lp of the receiver. e , Mrs. bine one-| other, 'are . You there " : Sant 'm Here, What is 1, Jfina. tobth out," n her tone, "I will go." You're not sick, are . "No, Tw not. Sekr 5 am wondered. Your pt ee Oh a ne i sy. i. Mercy, these whe ca} inl Mother!" beri "Would you mind asking Dora fo iron my net dress? I wore it in fits other night and it looks fi u "Pll see. She a froning vet. "Hasn't got--" And then Mrs, Wilkins did a thing she had never before done--she ed the confidence of her daughter 'by For a moment stood by the -tele- phone feeling mean, sad so the Siting of her a sure her; but i er a out Elizabeth's ACrertaionk in the big vocational school and a Jinging of the front door bell stopped this i s (Continued in next issue,) Dye Old Skirts, Dresses, Waists, . Coats, Stockings, Draperies, Everything. Each package of "Diamond Dyes" contains easy directions for dyeing any article of wool, silk, cotton, linen, or mixed goods. Beware! Poor dye streaks, spots, fades, and ruins ma | terial by giving it a "dyed-look." 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