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uying Barbara
hy Julia Cleft-Addjune Aether too cahi massy
RrrutPNlB! Barbara Ouentin.
arbitrarily summoned to London
by her arrogant fiance. Hark
hodely. arrives tn the midst of a
revel to which the Is not asked.
He even draws a malicious cari
cature of her. As she runs from
ihe house ehe overhears a man
she believee to be Farrell Armt
tone. Mark's host, call Mark o
bounder Bhe breaks bv letter the
agreement ehe had fllh Farrell
Iwho loves her) that he mfoil try
for a year to establish Mark as an
orlljt so that Barbara could choose
between them without prejudice.
Then she demands that Mark meet
her at the national oaliery.
Chapter 89 '
THE CBA8H
SO SURE u Barbara ot Mark's
coming, that she did not appreci
ably lengthen her pace and It was
live minutes- past eleven when she
turned Into Trafalgar square.
Aa she looked across to the
people scattered upon the steps of
the building, a car passed her with
Uark Inside.
Bhe watched It sweep np to the
steps but Mark did not descend.
Her heart misgave her suddenly,
suppose he bad brought Judvl She
came steadily on and presently drew
level. He was alone.
"Rotten ot you to keep me wait
lsgl" he exclaimed, the moment his
yes fell upon her.
"You haven't been here two min
utes," she returned, and got In. The
car was very roomy, very plainly
equipped.
"Is this Farrell Armltage's cart"
"One ot his cars, child. You bava
f.o conception of the resources of a
millionaire, evidently. Just as well,
perhaps, for your poor, neglected
true love. Mlchfleld Is waiting tor
you to tell him where to drive to."
"To the outer circle ol Regent's
Park, please, and drive slowly
round."
. The car rolled away, a smooth,
obedient movement that seemed to
make speech flow more easily.
"You wired me to come to yon,
Mark. Why?"
"Because I hungered for the sight
ot you."
"But last night," she oountered
and, to her dismay, there was a sob
In her breath, "last night you in
sulted me before yonr friends."
"Last nlghtT Yon weren't there."
"That's futile, Mark. You saw me.
Tou k-ow I was there."
He had let himself slip towards
her and now laid his face against
her shoulder.
"I'd had ooeans too much to drink.
Don't loathe me tor It, beautiful.
You looked so win. and dull and
hard-working, standing there, gap
ing at all the naughty people. And
you know 1 can't stand It when you
look like that"
"You hurt me too much, Mark."
. "Really too much, Barbara?"
Again ihe turned and looked
down at him. The ear was along
side the curb.
"People will see you, Mark. Sit
pp."
He lifted her hand, drew oft the
loosely fitting glove and raised her
palm to his Hps.
"I have missed you so, beautiful."
Mark at his most kind, most dear.
Bow could she ever, for one In
stant, have wondered have doubt
dT She relaxed a little. The trat
do Jam broke and the car started
forward again.
"Oh, darling Mark, I ought never
to have let him take you away from
toe. Let's be married at once, Mark.
This weekt"
He flicked aside her hand and.
battling himself erect, sat back In
pis corner.
" 'Hlmf
"Farrell Armltage. It sounded so
splendid, bis offer to house you and
help ycur work and perhaps Im
prove your health. But this Is tak
ing away with one hand what he
caves with the other."
"This? Do you mean my party r
"All your parties, all you go to
and all you give, If they're like last
Bight's!"
He was silent She oould not in
terpret his silence. She went on:
"You must see It Mark. You
must apree that for for whatever
reason. Farrell Armltage Is definite
ly trying to vulgarise yonr career."
"You think so?" murmured Mark.
"Couldn't 1 see last night the
kind ot people he had brought to
his house and the kind ot entertain
ment ha provided for them!"
The car had turned Into the park
Bow, and was sweeping slowly along
ue outer circle.
"Unique." commented Mark. "Ab
solutely unique, you are, Barbara.
She searchod his face.
You mean I'm foolish?"
"I mean" his Hp lifted at one
fcorner "you are possessed of
unique and quite amazing nerve."
She drew herself up.
"Whatever I've done or said
that's stupid, you must not speak
to me like that" But her voice
shook badly.
"So you are going to carry me
off and marry me, are you? Because
you don't approve of the company
I keepl And I'm to be allowed a
very few really respectable little
folk to play with me now and again,
and I get a beer and tobacco allow
ance, I suppose?"
"No, Mark, nol 'I put it too sweep
lngly, perhaps. I know I'm natural
ly bossy people have told me so.
But I do want to take you away
from Farrell Armltage before he
utterly spoils you and I think that
whatever you say, you do really
want to come."
Mark glanced out of the window.
He waved a hand languidly to an
acquaintance. He watched a dog
frisk across the road.
'Mark," she begged. "I don't
know what la In your mind." .
This. That when we marry, and
don't forget that last time I asked
yon, you refused me, when we
marry, It will be ( .who decide
where and how I shall live after
wards. I may or may not be a
cripple, by then, but If I were
twisted Into twice the funny knots
I am already, I will be absolute
master of my own life. If that
doesn't suit you get out ot ltl"
You don't know what you're say
ing. You don't mean It You would
be living one kind of lite, I an
other." She tried to smile. "It
wouldn't be real marriage, at all."
And yet" pursued Mark, "no
other kind ot marriage would be
possible with you, Barbara. You're
bossy, as you say yourself. I won't
either boss or be bossed."
"Then?" she said, still smiling.
"The whole question Is shelved
Indefinitely," he suggested. "Or
no. You're one of those people
who Insist on being given a date.
Let's shelve It, then, for a year. In
the meantime, you can leave me to
steep myself In vice under' Arm
ltage's able guidance "He laughed
amusedly "and you can go back to
Toxeter. Excollent plue for good
little girls to be good In, Toxeter."
She pui her hand to the speak
ing-tube.
"Stop, please," she requested.
"Getting out Barbara?"
The car drew. Into the curb and
the chauffeur came to the door.
"Should you really be so very
final, do you think?" Mark went
on. "I mean, won't you have - a
terrible lot to unsay when you
want to be engaged o me again?
All that tin-chapel talk about Armltage"
She looked at him blindly. Mich-
Held had returned to bis wheel and
she held the open door In her hand.
In a moment she would shut it
upon Mark and his cushions and
his laughter and let him go. -
"when one of, the most satis
fying things about my party was
that It drove him out of his own
house In gentlemanly dlsgustl He
didn't come back to Brandish Place
until an hour ago!"
Her hand tightened on the door. .
She said, almost violently:
"You're mistakes. I saw him
standing in the doorray ot your
studio about two o'clock, looking
on. I hoard something he said
about you."
"You saw him clearly?"
"Not clearly, no. From behind."
"His build Is very like Poole's, his
secretary. It was Mr. Watchdog
Poole you saw. And the only rea
son I'm troubling to mention all
this" Mark's voice shrilled sud
denly, "the only reason Is, that be
fore you ever dare to talk marriage
to me again, you'll apologise for
believing that a cash-mlndod clod
like Armltage could ever begin to
Influonce met
"Armltage vulgarising my career
on the sly? Armltage choosing the
wrong kind of friends for me? That
that clerk I" His tree arm swung
wildly and he tore the door from
ber grasp and crashed It shut
Through the window her eyes hung
upon his for another moment and
then the car slid into gear and he
was gone.
But Barbara was beyond re
sponse. Dimly aware of someone at
her shouldor, she turned. It was
as If the emptiness and the sun
shine turned with her; the world
spun, jolted and then slanted into
space. She slanted with It and
the sun went out
(Copyright. 1(11, Julia Oleft-Addamti
Parrell starches, tomorrow, for
ont ho lovoa.
Legion Comedy
Admirably Done
By Local Cast
"Jim's Olrl," the forthcoming Amor,
lean Legion play, from a production
standpoint Is an sdmlrable job. It
Is an Impressively sound piece of piny
writing, all its characters and Its story
are believable.
Smart casting has gathered a cork
ing group ot local players. No ac
count ot the story can give an Idea
RIAUO THEATER
"It may be hard on the profession
al humorist, but now la the time to
render obsolete the standard Joke
about the "bride's biscuits and
dumplings that bounce."
So decrees Mrs. Marlon Spencer and
Miss Helen Brown, home economists
of the Safeway Stores Homemakers'
Bureau, who will conduct a three-day
cooking school in Medford beginning
Wednesday, Feb. 1st, at the Fox Rlalto
theatre under the auspices of the
Homemakers' Bureau. Mrs. Spencer
and Miss Brown will guide homemak
ers along that royal road to a man's
heart as she offers, free of charge,
the knowledge gained through inten
sive food and recipe research by the
Bureau at Its testing kitchen.
ThU Bureau, unique In the West,
Is designated for the special guidance
of Western women, explains Mrs.
Spencer, Under the direction of Mrs,
Julia Lee Wright, noted home econ
omist, the Bureau, starting In a mod
est manner In one room. Is now in its
third year. Mrs. Wright also founded
of the testing kitchen, now has un
der her direct supervision, 136 cook
ing schools covering territory from
Kansas City west and from Canada
to the Mexican border.
Services dealing with all household
and culinary problems are offered
free In response to Inquiries address-
S'MATTER POP
By C. M. PAYNE
y W&dA, Couiz. tot3 i& -a-' rrw
( I Yf "Am S5- tlM-D OUT N ,U
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; - -rv Jl L (Copyright. 1933, by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.) KJM
ed to the Homemakers Bureau at
Oakland,
"Bring a pencil and a friend," Is
the slogan adopted by Mrs. Spencer
as she prepares for the modernized
cooking school which will be conduct
ed In the Fox Rlalto from 2 until 4
p. m. each day. The doors, ahe also
announces, will open each day at
1 o'clock.
"All shopping for food products to
be used at the classes we shall do In
Medford "in person, says Mrs. Spencer
and Miss Brown, wand the three days
of the sessions will offer a wide var
iety of menus. These," they say,
"will range from hearty meals to
lighter luncheon- and entertainment
dishes and delicacies to tempt palates
of the family and guests."
During the two hours of each ses
sion, ten complete dishes will be
cooked or made In the mechanical
refrigerator. The purpose of this
schedule Is to show that there need
be no drudgery or "fuss about" la
preparing meals.
This modern art of cookery, ex
ecuted in a speedy, efficient manner,
is what we mean by "kltcheneerlng."
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Phone Ma. We'U oaui awaj four
refuse City Sanitary Service.
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Broken windows glazed by
Trowbridge Cabinet Works. .
SNAPSHOTS OF A WOMAN AND HER LAP
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
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DISPOSES OF HffT, PR06FWI MP .
pocket-book m upandslttIk
to ENJOY CWliUEE
WISHES 16 COrtSUEf PR06RAM
wire if m sup off lap
GROPES TOR If ON FLOORS
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THAT MEANWHILE POCKET-BOOK
HAS TALLEU OFF LAP
LOCWES P6CKETB00K IN AISAf
HPT HAS MCAKWHILE SLIP OFF
ON OTHER Sift
LOCATES HAT BUT P15C0VER5 OrV
CLOSER IMSPECTlON If I5NT HERS
IT tfUST BE 1rl WOMAN'S BACK OF
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PUTS HW BACK WHERE .
SHE FOUNP IT, AND AFTER.
SOME 6R0PIH6 FWPS HER OWN
DISCOVERS THAT MEANWHILE
PR06RAM HAS PISAPPEfcREP
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to pom6 Without it
TAILSPIN TOMMY Back To Three-Point!
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BOUND TO WIN Dan Digger's Wrath
By EDWIN ALGER -
of th tumultous, ludicrous my the
tula Is told. It you an t sll modern,
though, you'll enjoy It,
Ths best sdTlos vn can tflr Is, that
Is it you ses It, dont 1st anything
caps your attention, else it might
be Just another show for you In
stead of one of ths cleverest dramati
sation of - wholesome comedy you'll
see In many a day.
New spring shoes now on display.
A larger and smarter variety than we
have ever had, and at only el 5 to
3.05. The Band Box and Shoe Bos.
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KSJ I'LL SB THE LAUGHINS STOCK gF WIDOW COVERED SECftUSE (wx OUT TO THE FARM I'LL FEEL J UP7 WE DON'TH TELL OLD BRWRSieyNJ
M OP THE BECRBT 6ERWC6 IF A pS THAT MEANS COSBY WILL BE JA ' lY j S WHOLE LOT BETTER WHEN A WANT TO. VJEWOIiLDIT BE ZS
Sffi) THIS GETS OUT MS! , DAM F5. SOMEWHERE IN HER jteujy; f' ' I i HAVE THOSE TWO PUPS UNDER ) LeflVETHG JflSONE LONG-HE'LLgp
WJ DIGGER, DELAYS AN ARREST liS NEIGHBORHOOD AND JMitQ. I LOCK AND KEY WHERE I CAN WATCH k PARM 1 STANO GUftRD Jff'
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BRINGING UP FATHER
By George McManus
I FOUND OlJT THftMOWINGTHT
TBNOf? LIVES UPSTAIRS ANO iNe BCENI
SlNGlNCj ALL DAY I KNOW HS HCftTO
ME- SO I WANT VOU TO CO OPTAlR
AND IN-moDOOS T01-T)ELF WO
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MY VOICE
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answer it Would bt a
JOKE ON MACClE If hi
WAS BEEN OUT all OAY-
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rH THI JANITOR OF
THE OOILDIN'- Who
ARE YOU I.OOKIMR3R:
HE HEARD YOU
an' we moved out
thi afternoon!-
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