Tft(?ne?3r Evening, May 27, 1925
THE EUGENE GUARD
Page Seven
Dick took off the apron
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house and try to arrange their lives
for them!
The very idea of her trying to tell
Glory whether she was to serve hard
liquor or lemonade at her parties'. It
iu none of her business!
"Tour mother's just like the mot h-m-ia-law
in the funny papers," she
Riid when Dick came into the house.
"She's been trying to tell me I
ihouldn't have had cocktails at Inst
ni-ht's parly. Gosh. I'd hate to sit
tarough one of her bone-dry dinners.
They mut he ghastly!"
lick didn't answer her. He stood
witching her futile efforts to wipe
wme stains from the hall mirror.
"Here, give me that duster!" he
Mid finally. "You shinny upstairs
md make the beds. I'll clean up,
down here. . . . I'm the world's best
parlor maid, if you only knew it!"
Glory stood watching him for a
minute pr two.
In his own wny. Pick was quite
food-look ins, she thought.
He was tall snd thm. And there
was an eager look in his face ... in
I the quick movements of his body . . .
that made him seem splendidly alive.
. . Of course he wasn t hund-
mme, like Stan Wnybnrri.
Gloria knew every detnil of Stan
Warburn by henrt. The cleft in his
fhin, his; polished black, hair, his ice
blue eves .... nnd his thrilling way
of looking at ynu.
Dick came toward her across
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and handed It to her.
living room, shoving the vacuum
sweeper ahead of bim as he came.
He left broad dusty streaks on the
rug behind bim.
Glory laughed.
"Gosh, but you're doing a bum job
of house cleaning!" she said. Dick
dropped the sweeper and caught her
in his arms to kiss away her laugh
ter. "No! No!" Glory cried. With all
her strength she pushed him away
from her and ran upstairs. ...
Stan M'ayb'urn had held Myra in
his arms just that way last night!
. , . The very thought of him was
like a knife twisting in her heart.
What was there about Myra Gail
that made all the mm fall in love
with her, Glory wondered.
Myra, with her sullen gray eyes,
wasn't even pretty. She talked very
little In her drawling, husky voice.
She did not try to please anyone,
particularly.
It must be her clothes that made
her so alluring . .'. that turned the
trick. Glory decided.
For there was no doubt that fttyrn
had wonderful clothes. She bought
them in Paris.
, , . Glory stopped making beds
nnd opened the door of her clothes
closet. With n new scorn she surveyed
the dresses hanging there . A few(
weeks ago when she had bought them
for her trousseau she had thought
them beautiful.
Now she saw that there were too
many ruffles on them, too many but
tons, too much fringe. Kven the col
ors were wrong! . . . They should
be subtle greens and dusky grays
like Myra wore . . . instead of bright
blues and frantic reds.
Well, whs there any reason why
she shouldn't have clothes like Myra's
if she wanted them?
After all. it was no crime to have
a few becoming clothes, was it? '
r. . . She would buy a dress of
cream and amber to match her skin
and hair!
She would buy black velvet to set
off the pearly whiteness of her neck
and arms! . . . And a scarf of real
lace like foam along the edge of a
wave!
She would beat Myra Gail at her
own gamel Stan would never look
at Myra again!
Not when he saw Glory with her
loveliness dressed ns it never had
been dressed before!
She wished that it were Monday
morning instead of late Saturday aft
ernoon ... so that she could go down
town and begin to shop, then and
there!
By the time Glory bad made the
twin beds and had hung a neat row
of face towels in the bathroom, it
was dark. .
Downstairs she could hear the faint
rattle and clatter of dishen. She sup
nosed that Dick had finished straigh
tening the house in his sladnitb roau's
way, and was wanning me gia.ir!.
from I a -it night's bout.
Sh fluffed un her hair, dabbed her
nose with a powder puff, and started
(Inwnstnirs.
Halfway down the flight of steps
she stopped, t mm the Kitcnen came
the rich odor of broiling ham. . . .
Dick muftt be getting supper!
Glory had a sudden feeling of di
taste for the home with its remind
ers of lat night's hilarity. She want
ed to get out of it ... to go s '.me
where. To a restaurant. Anywhere.
. . . Above all she wanted not to
be alone all evening with Dick.
She ran into the kitrhen.
Dirk bad on one of Mangle's ging
ham aprons. He was standing before
the stove brandishing a toanting fork.
-Oh, take that thing off!" Glory
cried. "I hate to see a man in ao
apron, fusfing around the kitchen. It
doen't look manly!"
Dick fxk off the aproo and handed
it to her- ,
Well, if my wife dosn t know
how to cook, and won't try to learn
to mok, I can't starve, can P" h
a.ked. "Somebody 't got to get oui
sapper ..."
I H.m't miuooft its occurred to
r.i.i thnt there are restaurants in'
town? t.lory axen sauciiy.
Xrui intwuf it's Saturday eight . . -
we ought to go out and bat around
a bit."
Wi turned oat the gas under the
broiler.
Going out to eat is fut twice as
eipensive aw eating at home. said
D.ek. "And. g"h. I'm tired after
rTing up nearly all night. I'm
Somebody's got to get our supper.
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all in, as a matter of fact. . . . Cbme
on. Glory, be a sport, for once, and
say you'll have a fried ham sandwich
at home!"
"Not a chance!" Glory cried. "I
didn't have any lunch today, and I'm
as hungry ns a bear. So hitch up
the cor, old thing, and we'll drive
downtown for supper. . . . And maybe
we'll get wild afterward and go to
a movie, eh wot?"
She ran upstairs, whistling as she
went.
Dick stood alone in the bright un
tidy kitchen.
Ho was still shaky from his at
tack of "flu" earlier in the week.
His head and his eyes ached. He
was tired to the point of nausea.
He wondered bow he could - sit
through a restaurant meal and a mov
ing picture show afterward. . . .
He put on his hat and went out to
the enrage to start the car. ,
Upstairs' in her room Glory wns
pinning on at black lace hat she had
bought in Montreal during her honey
moon. Ah, she had not gone wrong on
that hat! It was perfect. ,
It cast faint shadows under her
eyes, and brought out the ivory of
her skin.
She wns twice as beautiful in thnt
hat ns in any other hnt she ever had
on her head! And why? .... He
cause it bad cost twiro us much as
any other one thnt she had ever
owned.
Oh, there was; no getting awav
from the fact that anybody could be
good-looking who hod good-looking
clothes! nnd when you hod
beauty to start with on she had . . .
well, you were just plumb craty if
you didn't insist upon beautiful
clothes to bring it out! They were
your due. . . . They were her due . . .
Gloria's! .... And, by jinks, she
she would have them! ,
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"Itikky-tinkky-tavy," Glory said
when they were seated in the restau-
rant. "I hope you meant what you j
said this morning when you told me
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I could hire new maid to take Mag
gie's place.
Pick looked up from the dinner
menu.
"Why?" he asked. "Too haven't
hired one already, hare you?"
Glory nodded.
"I was going to talk to you abont
that, tonight, and it slipped my
mind," Pick said. 'I was going to
ask you if you could get along with
a laundress and cleaniug woman for
a while Somehow or other, it's
costing us more to live than I figured
it would, and I'm no millionaire, you
know."
Glory drew lines on the tablecloth
thoughtfully.
"I've hired an awfully nice-looking
Swedish girl," she remarked, after a
time. "She says she can do all the
work in our house."
Uiek gave the waiter the order for
dinner.
"How much are you going to pay
her?" he a?ked.
"Eighteen dollars a week," Glory
said bravely.
"Kighteen dollars a week!" repeat
ed Uiek. "Great Scott, Glory, you
must have lost your mind! I can't
afford to pay a maid $IS a week and
board her, besides! It'll cent me $100
a month, easily. I can't do it, honey
I just hnven't got fhe money!"
"I've told her to start work in the
morning, and she's coming," Glory
said. "So we'll have to keep her for
a little' while."
She raised her limn Id eves. Across
the restaurant at a corner table sat i
Stanley Wayburn. He was looking I
straight at her. j
(To be continued tomorrow)
Cynthia Grey Says:
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'pIIIS is the time of the year
when that grand old Scotch game
of golf is in "full swing." counting,
all the swings that are missed.
And there is relationship between
golf and happy homes.
Probably the majority of men
who play golf are office workers.
wl)i need the exercise and foe ah
air that the game affords.
They enjoy getting away from the
office.
Yet many of them fail to realize
that their wives often are tied down
by housework, Just as much ns they
are by office work.
I heard a man bragging the other
day that he spent eight hours of the
Inst four Sundays on a golf course.
And during this time his wife was at
home alone, growing more disgusted
with her home every minute.
There' a happy medium in nil
these matters. The wife should real
ize her husband enjoys a prune of
golf with other men, hut at the same
time she in not going to be happy if
she is neglected and ignored every
tjmo therB is an opportunity for r.'s
r.ention. .
Marriage Is a partnership, and
every husband who realizes what
priceless real happiness is should not
get "drunk" on golf.
Oh, a stiekh-baek, dear, is a fih
That goes wiggle and waggle
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FLAPPER FANNY savr
Many a girl who believes In ove!,Ron' ch!W Ki'r: J"hn Kennelv,
at first slciht wishes nha hadn't tkn ! baritone; Harris. Johnson and Steve
it second look.
Radio
Programs
PACIFIC COAST
l'ortlnml, 411.5 meters .V
KUW,
o.oO p. m.
children's program; 6-i,
dauce music by
Jackie Soudrr s or
ortlund hotel; inter-
cheat ra of tta
misyion solos by Agnoa Hindi Hunt,
soprano; 7:15, weather, police uu.i
market reports, news bulUiiis aud i
oasehall sc-ores; 8-0, cu-ert by 7th j
nil an try baud; IM0, concert from the i
Dun-Art studio of Sherman, Clay & j
coiupuuy; 10-11, KU wards Depi-udable j
cuffco concert. j
KFAK. Pullman, Wash., 3IS.U mu-
tors 7.oO-U p. m., Trcadwell or
chestra; Donna Jeun Trumbull, read
er; Dorothelta Palmer, vocalist; ''Our
I'rotecticu Autiuist Dismu?," Dean K
K. Weguer; "The State Grange Meet
ing," IC. F. Gaines; "A Club Camp
for Hoys and Girls," Kliniua White;
"Water Tower Development of the
Northwest," E. A. Hrjnu.
Kl'l, Los Angele, -107 meters
,r):IiO ti p. m.. Kxiiinincr's matinee pro
gram; tl tJilo, Mi-Daniel's uightly do
ings; u:ki-7, Haditoriut talk; 7-7::U.
detective story, Nick Harris; 7:IU-S,
1eona Wilson,' uiczxo-sopruuo, Autou
Chris, steel guitar; 8 II, Evening Her
ald's hour of dance music; 1 10, Ex
aminer; Movin program by Wiuupas
club of movlo agents; 10-11, Patrick
Murh'a dance orchestra, Hetty Putrii-k
soloist.
KKOA, Spittle, -IM,:i meters l
5:15 p. in., Olympic hotel orrliestri;
recipe, 00:45, concert orchestra;
0:45-.S:HU, liopper-Kelly company
studio program; 8::tU-10, Times stu
db program. 1
KKWH, Hollywood, 252 meters 7
8 p. m., iirogruni, Neverlyridge com
pau j ;8 -I), progrniii. Arrowhead
Springs Wnter company, Co-Koe
(pinrtet; fln, Erickaon siMcrs, I.ouUe
llnwntt. Hilly l.vnn, Warner Hrnih?rn
ayncopatora; It) -11, Warner HrdherV
fruits, direction Charlie Widlmnn.
KGO, Oakland, Cnl., :W!.2 meters
3 p. in., musical program, pniker,
Cora L. Williams institute; 4-5:n(),
concert orchestra, Hotel St. Francis.
KIM, I.os Angeles, 405.1! meters
5::ii-0 p. in., l.eightou's A reach; cafe
teria orchestra. Jack Cronhaw, lead
er; (l-li :;(), Art Ilickiiuiu'M Hilhnore
hotel concert orchestra, Eilwurd Fit--Patrick,
director; (J:;t0.7..'10. little nt..
ries American history, Professor Wal
ter Sylvester Hertzg; Dick Window,
juvenile reporter; Mickey McHan, Mr
ltoy, 'hnrmonien; Jenny I.lnd, Danish
soprano; Uncle John; 8, Dr. Mars
Humgnrdt, ncienrific lecturer; K:,'l0-
IG'JO. Hods mothers orchestra; Pry;
or .Moore, leader; l:.'tO-(i; Piggly
Wiggly girls string trio; 10-11, A't
Hickman's Hittmore hotel dunce or
rheiitra, Earl Hurtnctt .leader.
KI.X, Oaklnnd, Cal., IWIH.2 im fers
0-7 p. m., organ recital; h 10, Amer
ican theater nrrhcutra ; 10-1 1 :30,
Sweet's ballroom.
KNX. Hnlb wood. ,t:tn.O meters
fl:.'10-0:15 p. m., Murlitzer pipe organ
At Last the Boys
'studio, Sid Ziff' sport talk; 6:1.1
.0:30. travelogue, W. K. Alder; 6:30,
; talk oq Insect life, II. V. McSpadden;
: 7-S, Ambassador hotel concert or
chestra; Josef Uosenffld, director; tt
. i. program, Brent furniture com
pany; IMO. Clear Ixtke lleach com
pany; 10-12, KNX late hour (esture
program.
KIH), San Francisco, 42$ 2 meters
1-- p. m., Kudy Seiger's Pairmoum
hotel orchestra; 4 :30-o :30, Kudy Sei
ger's Fairmount hotel orchestra:
0:30-7, Stales reittaurant orctiestr.i; f
7-7:30, Kudy Seiger's Fairmount hotel
orchestra; S O, studio program; 0-10,
Goodrich Silvertown Cord orchestra:
10-It, Johnny Hulek'a Cabirlatia.
KJH, Seattle, meters S:S.V
10 p. m., Post-Intelligencer studio
program.
KKSG, Io Angeles, 27f. meters
2:30-4.30 p, in., divine healing ser
vices in Angelns temple nmlitorinm,
conducted by Aimee Semple Mcpher
son; 6:30-7:30, "The Angeltts Hour:"
Uuth Frances Thomas, pianist; Con
stance Heed, soprano; Helen Higlev,
remler: Francos Mehl. whistler: Carol
Compass In brans duets.
Home Hints
! nHR walla of an ordinary kitchen
! n bathroom may be made water
: proof by coating the ordinary wall
, paper with a thin coat of varnish.
Sandpaper Your Hat
Spots of dirt and grime may be re
moved from a light felt hat by rub
bing with the finest grade of sand
paper. Usa a Wire Basket
Time . cau he snved by washing
small fruits and vegetables in a wire
frying basket that may be plunged
up and dowu in water.
Don't Wash Eggi
If eggs are to be put away in wa-
ter glass they should be clean but
not washed. If soiled sponge lightly
with vinegar.
NEW STRAW BASKETS
Straw baskets havn large, bizarre
figure in crude colored raffia and
have long handles of braided straw.
OSTRICH FEATHERS
Ostrich feathers continue to be
popular, but their uso is 'confined to
wraps now rather thnu gowns,
SUEDE SPORT JACKET
The suede sport Jacket Is very light
and supple and Is worn very smartly
with the kasha or flannel skirt.
CKOSS-WOKDFOR
LITTLE FOLKS
Are Making Some Headway
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JACK DAW'S ADVENTURES
Btory by Hal Cochran Drawlnga by L, W. Redner
TOY CAVE OIIAPTEU 6 .
jEE, it must be dark in there," said Dotty. "Oh, no it isn't," replied
the hermit There are light shafts that run up through the ground
and It keeps the cave so that the men can always see what they are do
ing." Then the hermit led the way into the cave. Jack and Dotty ami the
little workmen followed.
'T'HEY had walked but a short distance when they heard Flip barking
outside. "Ohl" shouted Jack, "I forgot all about Flip and Flop." And
he turned around and ran out into the open again. Just at the entrance
of the cave stood Flip, and by his side was Flop. And Just imagine! Ha
wns sitting on the missing toy.
TT WAS a regular little kiddy car,
and seat. "Where have you h
taking that cur?" asked Jack. Flop, in response, just squeaked and
started to pedal away agnln. Jack rushed out and, caught hold of biin.
"Oh, no you don't!" he shouted. (Continued.)
WIDE COLLARS SMART
Chiffon capes for summer hare
wide Pierrot collars of Telvot, sst
eral shades darker than the wrap
ItFOlf.
Whatever your buiineaa; wtrntsrer your tride, you find that your
projrrfnn Ui oft.n dotayrd. And than, whan behind, you declda 'twill tio
grant to work aoine at home Juat to cntrh up to data.
You dine in a hurry, then clear off tha tabla, and aettla to dn juat aa
murli na you're abla. Tha plan, I'll acree, la a good ona, at that, but bow
often the litlln fulka knock tha work (Int.
An aonn aa you've atarted, there'a trouble on tap, for a youngster''
will aiulileiily bop on your lap. Tour ponrll la aeixed and the dear little
tad, aliouta, "Draw ma a cow and a man, will ya dud?
"I' In well tlmt you welt 'till tha tote are in bed, (or then, In tha
quiet, you'll plow right ahead. An hour or two later, your thought'a bur
led deep, Than wifey complalna that you're loeln' your aleep.
The trouble, perhapa, la It'a enr to ahirk In the regular honra, 'ataadi
of doing your work. Tho thought of tha home work, no doubt, may ba
fun, but with klddica around well. It Jul can't ba dona.
r-ammmmmmmm
(Copyright, 1025,
with three wheels and steering handle
you been, and what business did you have
VARIETY IN LACE
Two kinds of lace are better than
one this season, and three or four,
combined In one frock are even bet
ter. CochYan's
POEM
NBA Service, Ine.)
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