Judge — August 21, 1920 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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“Candidly dear, he was not Mrs. I've seen him at invites Strong whispered “But places, among the very best peopl that really he must fon’t care to have Eleanor dance with b like to encourage him, until T can make inquiries. But he is such a dancer And Eleanc She danced with ut several plac and my talking to her see use It's all right, don’t think?” “Why—it mu ance with him’ And so Mrs. Manfred was in troduced to Hubert Bell as soon as so many belong. 1 you k is obsessed. less. vou And / want “The last we knew of the gent in the Department.” the detective said, “he was dancing in a cabaret. We thought he had reformed. We didn’t know he had got among the swells,” “Reformed?” exe “What do you mean? “His name in the Gallery is Bud Aiken, and he has served time.” timed Strong Penumbra By Weare H! found stony ground. Hotmroox opened his eyes and lying upon The clouds in the himse Mrs. Strong could catch her daughter's eye effectively; and the mother impulsively took het daughter for a lecture. When the band played aga Mrs, Manfred and Mr. Bell joined the dancers. The young man was groomed to the moment. Though tall he was muscular, and his grace was a study. He would have been handsome but for his eyes which were small, set close together and elusive “T thought vou never would tire of dancing with that young said Mrs, Pelham as Mrs. Manfred rejoined her. The party was breaking up. “*He must be a charming fellow.” “His charm lics in his symmetry of motion, dear. I never so enjoyed dancing. But [ wanted to keep him from Miss Strong He talked about her endlessly, though he was curious about the whole Strong family I must Mrs. Strong to- morrow.” “Why?” “Well, I've placed him And he wasn’t invited here. a year ago, in an uptown cabaret ‘dance host’ there.’ “The idea!” As they were leaving with other guests whom Mrs. Strong was speeding, they noted Miss Strong and Hubert Bell together half con- cealed by a palm down the hall. Mrs. Strong was worried about her daughter, and had taken her husband confidence. Strong was aman of action. He bound to find out all about Hubert Bell. A detec- tive was employed, and Strong asked his daughter to avoid the young man until something definite could be learned about him. To simplify mat- ters, the Strongs planned to send Mis Strong to an aunt in Newport at once. Miss Strong was shipped off to her aunt, who in due time wired that the girl had not appeared. A letter came from the girl, postmarked at Boston telling her parents that she had mar- ried Hubert Bell. The detective called on the Strongs ten minutes after the girl's letter came. The Strongs excitedly greeted him. de. 1s aside, perhap NOMINATED, VOTES TO BE BUT YoU ELECTED. see He doesn’t belong with our sort. I met him—or saw him, I mean-- He was what they call a into he was by C. 3. Dexaxo The Pup—_vo wi mis snoes. tL you HE'D BE MORE CAREFUL OF ‘THAT BLACKING TASTES OF GASOLINE. sky mouthed and made strange faces at him. He felt dizzy as he raised himself on his clhow There was a dark stain on his shirt, just above his heart. Look- ing down, he watched it, fascinated, as it spread itself over the white cloth. Slowly he put his hand to his breast; he could feel his heart pumping, pumping. . . Then suddenly he snatched his hand away again and stared at it in horror. It was sticky with a warm wetness. “Damn him!” he moaned, “I'll get him for this him.” The clerk at the drug-store had assured him that the pen was non-leakable. MARKY MP Yrs, pean T'll get The Hand-Out It isn’t so easy as sometimes appe To put something by for a rainy day, For when we get through with the profiteers We a ere’s the devil to pay A Near Sensation “Yes, indeed,” said the one with the sad, reminiscent lool “T must say I enjoyed your sermon on the evils of drink.” T am gratified.” beamed Rev. Longspeel. “I think I graphically described the sensations the demon causes from the first taste tothe end. I don't think I left out anything “Not a thing,” replied the other. “T haven't enjoyed anything so much since the supply was cut off. It was so vivid that it was the next best to the real thing.” Domesticity Mrs. Pneurich—What has become of the landscape gardener you used y to have? Mrs. Gotrox—He left me to start a nursery of his own Mrs. Pneurich—A nursery? Good gracious! I didn’t even know he was married. Relatively The man who has relatives ap- preciates his friends.