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Woman ’s Realm

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THE GREA T H USSAR

By HENRY VON RHAN The nzu .t drifted off. The Von derLanz bowed and, opening silence of 1.1:" room was punotu- the door, called: Sentryl m; Ma-

ated by a siiiul, sharp sound as the stem of the glass 1n the King's

jesty wishes to Follow mo.

speak to you.

hand broke. In a flash von der Etntering the room, the soldier‘ Lanz trill-ti another glass, handing stood rigidly before the King who it to him. looked at him for a moment‘ Your Alljesty, he said, I have searchirigly. ‘ learnt-ti a nt~w' toast from the What is your name? he Asked. I Amernan Mzirtary Attache. It First-class Private (Dari Shultz,

apparently is very popular in that came the answen country, wlzcre everything is done I with spot-d. One says 'Hzi.ppy' Days’ and (irttllls the glti» to the last drop. "llnivnv Days‘, your .\lajesty." j A rnoiru-n’. later four goblets, drained of nrirbcr liquid, were

have you been in the army? l

Why. asked the King. did you l decide to be a soldier?

ttrindrng mam-Ky side by side. Henry"

Mfllesty, came the simple reply. The King nodded. Ah, to be sure, that explains it all, of course. My father was a. King. He paused a moment. Now W11 m9. soldier. are you satisfied? 0h, yes. your Majesty, answered the soldier eagerly. Rising abruptly, the King tool; a

sat-m muffled by deep

n. 5 o. o c '1

demanded the i the corridor, your assented the King. my

_ irir i-rnnvl. I feel as if I tied

were to martial apron glax from t-he tray, extending it to itrtnzs. Poor on soldier! Send the scentry. For an instant an 1n- mm iii. credulous flicker seemed to pass

Your Mn, queried Feval through the soldier's eyes, then iluas ll‘. n: . leaching out a huge, trembling paw,

1 s d. rep. r the King, re- he clumsily gra-"ped the crystal laxzng into an vnsjc-rhair, send him goblet. The King filled it to the . _____W_ w brim, and then his own, Hg i? T clicked the other's glass.

Your good health, Soldier Shuliz. he said.

The soldier flushed.

Your Majesty is very good, he murmured, draining his glass ex-

I-low long. continued the King, l

Seventeen years, your Majesty. i

My father was a soldier. yourl

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for the goblet. Shultz. Are you sure that is what you

extended it to

| want, and that is all? he asked.

Oh. yes. your Majesty, and my very best thanks for giving it to me.

some fraigle jewel, he bowed him- self out of the room.

CHAPTER. III

He has given me one of the better moments of

and we will make this the last. r over the thin window pane. A

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the voice of the

actly as the King had done. Qllilzically he shook his head. They will not believe me when I tell them at home that I have drunk wine with the King. But I shall tell them, if I may; your

Majesty? you may. Are they so

Of COUrse interested in what I do?

The soldier smiled eagerly. 0h. you can't imagine, Majesty. the questions I am when I B0 to my home near Birken, in the Etiturian foothills, by ignor- a-Ylli Peasants gathering around the fire o fa ii-rntei-‘s evening at my

YOU!‘

Itmust be REEAI.

They have only seen you from n

" ORRY, but the flour

must be REGAL. It may seem fussy, when flours all look so much alike, to insist on one particular brand; but REGAL is reliable, al- ways the same, and if

Spurs are made of silver and if your epati1et= are really gold, and what

you have ever been in love. Arid now you must return to your

ing, lgut, before you go, l5 there lzglyfhlhg that I, as King, can give in my service?

w“ Spent as much foréailglgseitalfini; blshowed m" balm"! bl°ad l" or Count Joachim von Hbhléfllflllzs I do, Mr. Grocer, I A line creased the forehead of u...‘

Green l-Itkssar, but the soldler appeared to ponder deeply. Then, a smile lightening his heavy, stodgy

think you'd insist on REGAL, too . . . . You'll

Est it l0!‘ m9? Th8! face, he said: Your Majesty will be fine," poured me a measure of wine into that goblet.

The King nodded.

I was just wondering. continued the soldier. if it would be too much to ask to have the glass.

Through the instants hush that fell upon the room the King cleared his throat and. reaching

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distance. and they ask me if your the K

you eat. and what you drink, and if Y?”

3'01! who have been so faithful wen‘ I

in angry protest: Pam. My orders are absolute.

Then a woman's voice, scorrnful m!’ WHY. Y0“

and angry: Out of silly beast. I will

see the King. Th n sounds

of an

Holding the glass as if it were

being King. And, speaking of better moment, skip along, Feval, and get another bottle.

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Baausre- a drink-enjoy it wi

.Whatanice old chap! he said

The suggestion of a smile passed lips of the white, hard face pressing against the figure moved away with a cunning sense for silence and. flitting swiftly over the lawn, disappeared among the

Like tinkling notes from a silver bell, the clock struck the hour as sentry was heard I will not let you

ensuing

scuf e and two resounding smacks,

The ‘oor burst open.

The King turned to confront an angry female whirlwind, dressed in a tight white brocade drus.

unpl quive ed. Her black eyes flashed.

You see! she cried triumphantly.

Ido .et

cousin's inn, Zum Lustig n page , ' Dqpilll ysl _ e r ‘ a tightening of nu mouth.

Wit

1mg bowed gravely. I see you do. Madam Poniatcfsky.

were safe in Warsaw.

military duties, said the King, rfs- “W “when lei-shed.

You ean, Alex. you thought that. you were >afe and I in Warsaw. ivas-but I am here now. Aren't you glad to see me?

Overwhelmed, said the King. fairly prostrated since yqu are here. by what brlbcsand but I will ask you business briefly and

Nina Poniatcfsky time more serenely. and with ii gesture deliberately threw of! her cloak and. turning

togo.

You did not expect me. then, ajesty? at 1y. Nina. I thought you

Wll-h Joy. And. I will not ask lies you arrived. to state your

her beautiful back upon the King,

strode to the fireplace where. turning round. she faced him de_ fiantly. .

I uiant a cigarette, Alex, she said

mply. , .

And so, ‘said the King extending his caset her, you got through the guard. whisked by fcotmen, a- "‘ “'1 n rntry, slapped my aids and burst to my study to smoke a cigarette?

Exactly, Alex, and. she said, smiling madciously. to be alone with you.

The King moment. tttri

Gentlemen.

after considering a ed to his suite. he said. you will ex-

moment. The three officers, bowing, qtizkly withd

The Kins Ooked at Nina for s. long moment, steadily. '

I told you, he said in a hard, crisp voice, six months ago, that you and I were finished absolutely and completely. Whatever there had been between us was over and

- KlOIIE Wllh.

And then you paid me of! and sent me on my way. The King raised his eyebrows.

asked Her f ll. red lips were drawn in an nt line. Her fine nostrils

in, for all you thugs and

smied, this challenging,

th your friends.

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most friendly

AMornirugsmile _ l

HUMILIATIN G. l

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The midget had obtained a job in a factory. At the end of the ' first week, however, he gave notice The foreman expressed his surprise. '

"Well, you see. sir," explained the midget, "one of the first £11195- tions my mates asked me was how tail I am. I told them I was exactly two feet high."

"Well," returned the foreman. "why should you want to leave us? Didn't you like the questions?"

"Oh. 1 didn't mind that." came the response, "but I do object to being picked up every five minutes and used as a two-foot rule."

The busines magnate surveyed his 50D, who had just left college with anger and disgust.

"You grow more and more like a l conceited hair-brained, helpless l idiot," he growled-

l Just then a business friend of the

CHARLUIU GU

old gentleman entered the office and greeted the Youl-h- _ n

"Hello, Charlie! Back asain- eh? exclaimed the visitor. "You're looking more and more like you! father every time 1 see__y_o}i -_','v__

You did not seem 11159168595-

Nina, with what I save yw- Y0" know aswell asIthat Iamnot really rich. I settled enolldh 0n ¥°11 to keep you comfortable for life.

and now-

And now. finished Made-BM Poniatofsky. it. is gone! Every cent and every crown and every

nny.

“The King's exhalation 0f bNB-lih sounded like a whistle. What did you do with it. Nina?

Oh, how should I kndw? H195 Nina irritably. I hardly remember. The races at mnzchamps. bemrflt at Le Touquet, the flve-lcuis tablfi at Deauville, the roulette-wheel at Monte Carlo, some odds and end-s of jewelry-a hat. a. coat. I- 61955- a.nd what has one. Oh, I don't know. I only know it's some!

I gm very sorry indeed to hear that, Nina, he said detachedly, but why tell me about it?

Taking four steps, Nina Poni- atofsky moved across the interven- ing space between them. Olasping her hands behind her back, she lifted her face and tilted her chin to the King.

Alex, she whispered pleadingly, herfull lips parting. take me back. ‘more never will be anyone in my life but you.

The King drew away sharply.

Why do you say such things. Nina? I know you were in Deau- ville with a French Jeweller and at Carmes with an American million- aire '

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Dorothy. Dix’: Letter Box

It is Always Better to ~Let Querulous and Aging Mothers Live by Themselves or Among Strangers Than it is to Have

THE

HOUSE WIFE

AND

HER ACTIVITIES

Them Wreck Your Home

Dear Dorothy Dix-My mother is a middle-aged woman, g She has a house that rents for $40 a month and $5000 in the bank. She complains of ill-health, but we think it. i; just a mental condition. she

' has two children, myself and a brother, both married. My husband and I both work. We have tried every way we know to make Mother happy and comfortable without avail. She has been in rooms, has boarded with strangers, has lived with an old lady, has lived with us and we have lived with her, and she is not contented with any of the arrangements. We are at wits’ end w know what to do. How much money should my brother and I give her? What is my duty to her as a. thankful, appreciative daughter, and yet as a loyal, helpful wife, for my mother objects strenuously to my husband and I pooling our earnings in a common fund? How can I balance home and hus- band, mother and career without losing my mind? ‘ X.

Answer:

It seems to me that when you have n. warped mentality lo deal with the on.y thing to do is to hold fast to your own sanity and do what, you know to be the sensible thing. Evidently your mother is one of the querulous, ill-balanced. neurotic, selfish women whom nobody on earth can please and who would not be satisfied and contented under any con- ditions, so it is folly for you to wear yourself out in the vain attempt to make her happy.

She doesn't want to be happy. about, some grievance to whine over, making other people as wretched as she thinks she is herself. Nearly ,‘_v_ery family has the kind of killjoy in it, and it is a tribute to human nature that they are borne with so patiently instead of being thrott ed, as they deserve to be.

Your mothers grievance now is that her children married and her home is broken up, and so she is trying to break up your home and dis- satisfy you with your husband and make you feel that he isn't dealing farly with you on the money question-though the fifty-fifty joint check- ing arrangement is generally considered to be an equitable way of settling the money problem between husbands and wives. '

Under such circumstances, when your mother is always fault-finding and pecking at your husband and your husband naturally resents it, it. will be disastrous for you to have her as a member of your household. So the best arrangement you can make is just to make her a monthly allow- ance and let her live where she pleases. If she has $40 a month from rent, it would require only a modest sum from you and your brother to make her comfortable. She will be far better off among strangers than she will be with other o1 your children because she will have to control herself when with others.

Probably all of her ill-health is imaginary. Why don't you have a competent physician make a. thorough examination of her, so that you will know whether you have cause m be rea.ly anxious about. her or are worrying unnecessarily? But you have my sincere sympathy. A woman who has tc act as a buffer between her husband and her mother gets some mighty hard knocks.

Dear Dorothy Dix-My daughter and her husband live with us. We do not charge them a penny for anything, as we are anxLous to help them get ahead and we want. them with us, but here is the problem: The son- in-law is a splendid fellow, and we like him very much, but he is the most disorderly person you ever saliv. He scatters his clothes all over the house, and when he has used the bathroom it. is a wreck. I clean it-up, and he drops in for lunch, and it is the same thing all over again. I work from daylight until dark picking up after him, and it makes me fee. that ‘I am a servant to an inconsiderate young man. Dtcept for that we would be a most congenial family, but his untidiness is wrecking everything. What is t0 be done? TIRED MOTHER. Answer:

Can't your daughter explain the situation to her husband and make him see that moppmg the bathtub after using it and putting hs clothes away are a very small price to pay for board for himself and wife, to say nothing of showing some consideration and appreciation of the kindness that you are bestowing upon him? ?

Of course, it is hard for a man who has not been taught to be orderly and neat in his youth to change hzs habits after he is grown, but it can be done, and unless he is phenomenally selfish and stupid he will begin to altcr his ways.

But if he doesn't, it is up to you to decide which means the most for you in happiness-keeping‘ on good terms with your son-in-law, or keep- ing your home neat. I agree with you that a disorderly person is a thorn in the flesh and hard to endure, but, after all, scattering clothes about and leaving a ring around the tub isn't a major crime, and it is not so hard to forgive as would be, say, drunkenness, or philanclering. or his being un- kind to your daughter.

Dear Miss Dix-Does a girl always have tc worry over whet-her or not her sweetheart is tired of her? Must she always have that fear in ntind? And is there no insurance whatever against it? Can't we do anything

She wants something to complain and she gets a sadistic pleasure in

What about it? ahe asked defi- antly, her eyes blazing. I was not made to live alone! Besides, l needed money than. I need it again now. and what is more I mean to get it, Alexi

A hard lrine molded the King's jaw.

You will not get it from me, he said. Not one penny! And you know it is not because I am niggardly. I made ample provision {oz-you before, and your pruent needs are no concern of mine."

Nina smiled serenely.

I came here. Alex, she said mysteriously, to tell you something. (To be Continued)

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else except take 1t when it happens? People get married every day. They must not have grown tired of each other, even though some of them went together for years and years. This matter really has me worrmy Answer:

Well. it may. It is every women's headache because men no fickle, "with one foot on land and one on sea, w one thing constant never." u the old song says.