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"Father wont ni;nd." she said, ‘if it. I'm not baking about nwney and tha ‘s what's woriying you. He's de- pcsi ion and all that nonsense. I'm veioped rather a gcou opinion of you simply not the riznt person to m“. la'cly. And. as _\'0u'i'e making m." do ry. l m an evenastiiig adventurer. all in.‘ ta king~Rupcrt. I don't."

Llirtzinorc stiffened all over. It .iie chapter."

Was as it his lace liglliml tip in the "Su am i-insldc me," said the most curious wa . achieving at that girl flrlnly.

irutaiit tvhat was almost beauty. He Larrinwre forced a gmile. "That's moved forward, lifting his hands. gallant. but absurd."

Bu; lust as they were about to clasp Is it? Incidentally I've had one the girl's shoulders, he checked him- adventure-sort. of semi-enga, n‘. self with a violent effort. thti didn't work out."

"Of cotirsc. Dticidi- might prefer “\Viizit!" us to get the flight over befoie the "Oh no names in the mess, my engagement “u, announced." went dear And please stop looking quite on carol quieuy. so grim. Rupert. Are you forgetting

"Caroliplease!" that we've admitted to loving each

Larrimore thrust his hands into other? I think it would be quite ap-l his pockets, as though otherwise he propriate if you were to kiss me." could not trus them not lo betray She stepped back and opened her! him. The girl smiicd. _ arms. There was a frigh ening

"Oh, 1 know it's old-fashioned of seconds" pause while she thought‘ me and all that. but I've got to be "hat perhaps she had failed after serious for a minute or two. Of all. And then everything was forgot- course I love you. But I never meant ten as she felt herself crushed into to tell you." .l.larrimore's arms, grip and

"I know. Rupert, why?" _ l kissed as thought she would never

“Because it's all irrong." He pick- escape again. When at last she ed tip u silver snuff-box of! the was given an opportunity to breathe, mantel-piece DPILIILI hliii, and twist- she laughed up happily into his ed it in his fingers "In my bones I face. know i.'s all Wrong!" l "How very hard you made me

Carol's face did not change. _ work,“ she said. And than she saw,

“Because of that stupid business with a relief quite unimaginable. of the court-martial?" that Rupert was smiling too-and

Ltirrimtirc scswlell. that now his smile did not make his

“If you don't listen to me quietly fut‘: look as though it hurt ihi-n. for a iiiitiilzc, Carol. I'll probaby "Perhaps you are my kind after break your pretty neck! 'l.‘liis on" till." he said exultantly. "I ought to amusing for me. you know For you warn you-after this trip I shall it's lust another scalp But for me know for sure."

ii's-_" ‘ "I'm no. afraid of being tried out,

"Do you think iliilt I've lust been Rupert."

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amusing myself with you?“ cried "Bless you," he said quietly. and Carol lntlignuntly’. kL-atdd her again.

‘No, Carol, I dnzrt Winch only They ware still standing in each! makes its wuise. I believe you do other} arms. when Sir George Mam lave niie. And I donl LllYP 2i hoot for son walked in unhotlclnl your father. or for all the ccurt- "They told me you were up here, niartials in England!" Larrimore, I wanted-well?"

She pu~ her} hand gently on his Carol's hands flew‘ to her hair_ sleeve but he jibhed i\ from her. "I'm sorry. sir." said Larrimore. "What is it, m_v tit-a . Tell me." "I ought to explain that-l’

He put back the siiuiI-bclv. and George Manson began to pour made a cramped. baffled litt.e ges- himself a drink. roaring with laugh- ture wih one hand. ter. l

"It just won't do. Carol. We don't "Explain nothing!" he chuckled.‘ —flt in. We'd never be happy in a “Saw it coming. As you seem to be hundred years!" able to handle the girl. which is

“We shank be bothering about more than I ever could. i: seems to happiness in a hundred years," me that it's just as well as it is! laughed the girl. l Take my blessing for what it's worm

But Llirrimore was not to be put my dear Larrimore. The only ques-' ofl.’ his stroke, He suddenly achiev-l tion is-should the engagement be ed fluency, siuicing out his words., announced before or after the-er and hammering home his points‘ flight?" ivzth one clenched fist: l He took a pencil out of his pocket,

"Will you listen to me? You. orf and tapped it against his tee.h.l your image are wlh me all the Carol and Larrimore exchanged,’ time-over since the day I" let you glances, shilling. l handle those controls, I ought to "Well. Iprrimore," Sir George

have been shot for doing that! I, went on, "what do you think? Good don't suppose that you realize tliati news angle both ways you know." I expected you to send us both l0,’ Iiarrimore shrugged. and Carol everlasting smash! I'd no right on‘ slid her arm, through his. ear h to take that risk—but I didn't'~ _ care!" ' "Go on, Rupert." she whispered. l

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His mouth twist/ed savage y.

“You see~ you're lust loving 1t,‘-

aren't you?" he sold bitterly. "You've gOL between me and my job. between ine iintl my sleep. You're set so firm and deep in my heart that I'm scar- ed and humble. Me humble! You've made mc incompetent, and unreli- able, and you're glad! Glad. because you've won your 8817101 Y9" "9 changed me, And the worst thing nbout it all is that I still love you most desperately-even when I know what you've done, and what sort of n DOYFOII you arc!" '

He fumed his back on her. his face working, Then lie hmrd her voice over his shoulder, so charm-

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"1 think, Daddy." she said firmly, "that_v.'e‘u iailier wuit until the lllklits solely over. You see, .iil men iiil still more or .c~ss—-0ri ap- pzoval."

"Yvll-Or he?” twinkied her father over the rim of his tumbler.

"My dear Larrimorc, you really have my sympathy. You look like being in for the deuce of a time!"

"But that's Rupert's element, Daddy. He likes coplllg with devils- and I think he'll cope with this one pre-ty well." .

She ie.t Rupert's fingers tighten over her own.

"I promise you," he said, "that I'll do my best." They looked uito each others

eyes with a confidence that to George Manson, had something in it of the lxithctic.

"You'll excuse me?" he said. "I may as well think nbou the form in WhlCII we'll issue the announce- nieiit_ Yes, I'm really very pleased. It should make a capital headline."

CIIAI"I‘ER IX TIIE FLIGHT BEGINS

Five hours alter "The Star of the East" had token off from the Croy- don Aerodrome on its "epoch-mak- iiig"—the epithet is from the pop- ular Press-flight to cover the first lop t.o Cairo. Sir George Manson sat in his office. and smiled cheerfully

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ALL is PEACE

The small child was explaining to her younger brother that it was wrong to work on Sunday.

"But what about policemen?" said the little boy. "They have to- work on Sunday’. Don't they go to heaven?"

"Of course not." she replied. “They're not needed there."

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Dorothy Dix's Letter Box

Wives Are Rarely Paid Actual Money forlthe Work They do in the 1101116, But The" Final Remuneration _is Worth Far. More Than the Business or Pro- fessional Woman Has at the End ~ ~ '

Dear Miss Dix-J have been readin: In tho that Di‘. 8&6?!‘ G.

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. H0 86W Fm" ‘he “ma”? “"1"” mumnv“ m be - (I lryfiirsbands. and this would make wives‘ econfiltzilfigbalggfififgnxnregixdiielu themselves u as servants. nk this

l‘ " F’ find Flo gotten Women. Wherever 0H 8° °l1 Wm to: housewife the most t . shab y. womout

looking woman present. Her hair is not med. She has not a cent to call he": own. She new" h“ B vacation. She has to be on the lob ‘twenty-ION hours a da , and then her husband wonders who. she does w th her time and why she isn t. satisfied. So I am all for bonuses for laollxlievgghyfamm.

Itfrwould certainly be fine and dandy 1f every housewife had a pocketbook lust oulalne with . hundred-dollar bills and nothing to do but bu)’ herself good times. But until some magician arises who canerivuélwrlrl: leavéeiuon the trees into money. 1 fear that rosy dream can nev . a r y. '

The woman who is married to a poor man and who has a 110W m" of children will always be the hardest-worked person in the woiildmshe will always have to wrestle with pots and pans and the P") 9 °

"Dld you have a good time, Gil- bert?" asked his dear old aunt.

"No." was the golfers reply. “The second tee was sloppy and all the greens wtere in a terrible statef’

The old lady sliuddered.

"You mustn't lunch there any more. Gilbert. You know how eas- ily you get indigestion."

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at his secretary‘. Beside his desk was every edition of the evening papers. Each one of them carried the name of Manson in a headline. In Miss Wright's room, Sir George's private tape-machine brought him the hcur-to-hcur news of the pro» gress oi the grca. aeroplane. '1‘ e‘ weather was good . the mach was behaving splendidly. . . . Paris. had been reached in record time‘ . the party was in the best of

"You see. Cynthia.“ said Sir Georgie. and light-ed a cigar, "I was right."

Miss Wright said nothing. Con- tradition would not have been weir conied. Agreemen. seemed superflu-

ous.

And in fact George Manson had every reason to be pleased with him- self. The Press “us really most grat-i ifying in the way it had handled‘ the whole matter. Larriimorc had, proved himself a first-class man. He and Carol had been different beings since they had "come to their un- derstanding": Rupert had discarded his aggressive Insolence; Carol had been charmingly considerate and affectionlre. Janet had ‘brought Hubert to the (post complete. as far as could be ju ged, to the spurt‘? sock-suspender. Nigel Kerr thought the machine "superb." and as far a; Larrlmore was concerned was the complete hero-worshipper. Otto Flescifs pictures of the trial fli8h55 had made the New Reel people sit up and take notice. The Board of Associated Aiiwlvays~nOt that S" George tort: much notice of ‘any of his Boards-mad said nice ‘hinZS Bl the last meeting. And there had_ been a terrific-really staggering --' crowd at Cl-oydon to bid the adven- iurers-bon voyage.

"Yes," said bl!‘ George Manson. drawing comfortably at the clgaf. "it was the inspiration of my life. memberlng with satisfactlon the Larrimorels tense lean efficiency; his brother's genuine gratitude: Fleschs eyes gleaming excitedly be- hind his big spectaclcs Ni ei Ken- stammering thanks for hav ng been given the chance; the soft warmth of Carol's farewell kiss.

Then he frowned slightly- Yoflnll Tony sotnei-n hadn't looked a b"; the thing. As a. rule he was an amusing. if slightly over-elegfinli young man; a trifle loo blatantlv l1 university ‘ype for Sir Geot8e Bu‘; that moming he had been silent. preoccupied, almost, sullen What the deuce had been wrong with him? Surely there was nothing wrong with Sotherifs nerve? He remem- bered a ttfe Hilbert had told him C! a. quite absurdly risky experiment he had once carried out ivl h young Sothern. when the latter hadn't turned a hail". Probably he htid overdone a farewell rrariv the night before. Sir George dlsm'.=scd Tony Solhern from his fhoultll"-

"Thewre reported as na=t._ Mar- seilles." came Cynthia wright-s tool voice. "All tzoinw well."

"Capital Cvnthm. she‘! break votir excellent rule of refusing Invitations to dinner from your employer. We will rune togeth- er" and you shall drink a EH35 0f

champawfijlli n h d f intlv I? R _ . yfjssshouirdt b]: delighted. BI!‘

George." "h" said m-imlv. . (To be Continued)

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Q_ How can I faciliate the work of ironing napkins?

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Q. Should a woman, when writ- ing a social note to a man, use the salutation, "Dear Sir?"

A_ No. "Dear Sir" is for busin- ess purposes only. The informal salutatlon is "Dear M.r. Gibson,"

the more formal saiutation. "My dear MI‘. Gibson."

Q. At what hours are informl calls made between intimate friends?

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Q. Must one always leave a por- tion of food on the plate after finishing a meal?

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stretching an insufficient income over her fantilyb nWd-i- 511° will always have to be up nights with crying babies and have her nerves shattgggtg by noisy youngsters. She will always have tlo offer herself tuls a spscdead ondthe family altar and nobody will ever appreciate her un i s e

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It isn't strange that when the housewife looks at her business and profesional sisters who have spent their money on their own back-i instead of buying little Mary a new coat and Johnny a sweater like the oher boys have, and who have taken little Freddy to the dentist instead of going to the beauty shop themselves, they fee that they hflvfi 80'? B raw deal in life. But, in reality. they are they are.

Tr , th h ht-hour day, but they don't have to punch the fir‘; c103,: oraivfhgiltftlgand be on their ptoes all the time. They

can let their household tasks slide a bit if they w!" M! Mite-dams them, and lie down for an hour or so if they wake “filth a sick head- ache. True. their husbands may be growth)’, IBQJII- 1118 and "firs: sonable, but they have a lob from which they can t be fired became; i e boss is cranky. The housewife may feel that it is hard linm to wo. qr her board and clothes. but the business woman seldom has mucn lei. over when she has paid for hers. '

The housewife ma complain that there is no envelope for her on Saturday nighzs-anyd that she never sees the 4:012:80! the money B!" earns. as the business woman does. but she has what the business wtmiail does not have, an equity in her husbands estate. whereas the bus ess woman has no claim upon her employer except the daiht woke he Dflyfi. her. And, more than that, the mother who brings up o fine family 01 children gets Lhe biggest pay that any woman ever receives for her labor, and lays up a certain security for lierpld‘ age.

Dear Dorothy Dix-I have been very much attracted w a girl and now the time has come .when 1 have got to make up my mind about whether I want to marry hei- or not. she is beautiful. chetmlnz. very sweet, the type that will make a good and wonderful wife. but the draw- back is that she talks too rnuch and on severe] occasions 1 have actually been bored to tears listening to her. The truth is Ltalk a. lot myseh, but when I am with her I can't get in a. word edgewise. I am afraid tha. if I married her it might be terrible to have to listen to her tel hei- troubles that are magnified and enlarged into stories tho. last for hours. I would marry her in a minute otherwise. What do you tlélng?