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n FACE TWO 4- • BARNWELL SENTINEL, BARNWELL, SOUTH CAROLINA r DAPHNE, AIDED AND ABETTED BY HER SISTER-IN-LAW, SUCCUMBS TO LlfRE OF THE SHOPS.- Synopsis.—Clay AVImhum. a young Now Yorker on a visit to riovolnn<C moots prejty Daphne Kip. whoso^4>rothor Is In the same ofllco with Clay In Wall street After a Whirlwind courtship they be come- engaged. Clay buys ad -eqgageifient ring on credit and returns to Now York. Daphne or roes, to an early marrluge, and after extracting from her money-worried father what slv.‘ Towards as a sufficient sum of money fc»r the purpose she goes,New York with her mother to buy her trousseau.-. Daphne’s brother, Bayard, ha i Just married and left for Europe with Ills bride, Leila. Daphne and "her mother install them selves in Bayard’s flat. Wiinhurn Introduces Daphne and her mother to luxurious New Ynfrk life. Daphne meets Tom .Dunne, inaieabout- town, who seems greatly‘ attracted by her. Daphne accidentally dis covers that Clay Is penniless, except for his salary. Bayard and his wife return to New York unexpectedly. * . CHAPTER VI—Continued. Her sympathies would ordinarily have been with her brother in any dis pute between him and bis wife. But i his was a dispute between Bayard j-*me another ^-Constitutions, labor prob md love. It was sacrilegious for him o go on reading the Times when his ^ide bad so much more Important tilings to discuss. He heard her dis- uss them ns through a morning pn|>er turkiy, and he made, the wrong an •'were, and finally he snatched out his \atch, glared It in the face?gasped, md attacked the last of his breakfast ke n train catcher at a lunch-counter. It was thus that lie heard Leila wull, "What’s to become of me all morn- UK?” ' I, . Bayard stared at her sharply, but •poke softly enough: “Why, I don’t' now, honey. There ought to'be .plenty tor vwu to do. The Lord knows there's •nough for me nt the office.” “All rlglit,” siglied Leila. “I’ll be •rave and worry through somehow, till ■ toon, w ith my sweet new sister's help. But we'll come down and lunch with you. .About what time do you go out to luncheon, By?” Bayard's answer was discouraging: “This is one of the three days a week when the heads of the firm always lunch nt Delmonlco's In a private room. I’m afraid I can't lunch with you to day." "And you’ll leave me this whole ter rible day? I can never exist so loug without yon.’’, —“Pm mighty aorry, honey. But men must work, and-so-forth. I’ve been away too long. The office needs me. And I’ve spent a tot of money, and I’ve got to go down and earn some more to buy pretty tilings for my beuuty.” This brightened her In a way he had not expected,.and a little too far be yond his hopes. Gloom left her face like n cloud whipped from before the sun. She dazzled him with her smile. "Oh, I know what to do! Daphne and your mother und I can go shop- Plng.” Bnynrd’s heart flopped, ne. won dered what on earth more.there was In the shops that she could want to buy. She had come to the marriage with her trousseau only partly com pleted, on. account of the haste of the wedding. .But she had bought and bought in Europe. She had made his honeymoon anxious by her rapacity for beautiful things to wear. And now that they had come to New York with their old trunks bulging and new trunks bought abroad bulging, and had paid - a thumping sum 'at' the custom, house, now she was still eager to go shopping! What lie wanted to do was to quit buying for a-whiie and sell something. He did riot say this. Loyewas slip ping the bandage off one eye.; but It had- not yet re gloved tin; sugar stick that stops the tongue"from criticism. Leila grew more cheerful nt a ter rifying rate: "Gq ,on to your old luncheon, my dear child, and Daphne and your mother and I will go on a spree fn the shops. Then we’ll all have a banquet tonight and 7i theater, -and if we’re not too tired, a supper; and if you’re very good I’ll fake you to one of those dancing places afterward. I ll buy tlie theater tickets myself. I’ll get good ones. 1 .wunt to saye. you as much trouble as I can, honey. So run along to your ofliee and don’t worry about us. - But you fmrst- mfsy ine— frightfully ! Will you?” ‘.-Ste He vowed , that lie'would, and he meant it. She was a most mtssable creature. He rose to leave, hut she stopped him to snv. “What play shall see?” This was the occasion for elaborate ■debate till Bayard gave signs of trum peting his wrath and bolting. Leila graciously released him only to call him back to say_that -he had for gotten his newspaper. "I left It for you. Don’t you want to read It?” he asked. “I can get another at the subway station.” Sha shook her headj ‘There’a noth ing Interesting In the papers. I’m Just from Farts, sad I-know more a boat tfct thar *A*y do.”* - — • Bayard shuddered a little, Inly. The times were epic. Immortal progress was being made ns never before: an cient despotisms were turning into re publics, republics wen* nt war with letns, life problems, all social institu tions, were being ripped up and re made. nil the relations of masters and men, mistresses, children, wives, ani mals. Yet Leila said there was nothing in the pu|H>rs! Revolutionary news meant to her a change In the fashion in sleeves, the shift of the equatorial waistline a trifle nearer the bust or a trifle nearer the hips, the release of The ankles from tight skirts. The great rebellion in her world was the abrupt d</*l»1on of the drcssmukcrslhut after years of costumes clinging more and more closely to the human outline they would depart from It in every way possible. Leila was interested vitally it) what women wotfld wear and what they would leave off, and grandly in different to which nations were shoot ing at which. Baynrd hesitated, ap pealed again .to his watch, gasped nt the hour atid the minutes, kissed Leila violently, kissed Daphne nTTd kissed his mother and rushed fer the door. Leila put out her uruis again. “I must he last,” she cried, and as he bowed Into her arms she kissed his ear and whispered, "and first, too. and nil the betweens.” Bayard was a business man from his er-adle days. He loved promptitude. He blushed to arrive late at his office und set a bad example to his stenog- raphers und clerks. It was his creed that success comes to those who arrive earlier on the battlefield than the oth ers. tight- harder, stay longest there, and end every day with the next day’s maneuvers clearly realized as part of the next month’s campaign. There was need for concentration in his business, for he had brought hack from Europe a sense of great disaster in the air. And there was no encour agement in American business except an Instinctive feeling that the worst must be over because it had lasted so long. CHAPTER VII. It was a time" when everybody was cutting down appropriations, reducing expenses. Cities, counties, states, na tions were nil paying the penalty of In the Window on a Dummy With No Head, No Feet, and a White Satin Butt Hung a Gown That Seemed Cry Aloud to Daphne^ former extravagances by present econ omies. Rich- |»eople were positively boastful of their penuries. The three women assailed a list of tidnr* for Imhne's -ro'ivnu wild lL« rutjilessness oT an • Inditing commit tee. They cut out this and that, de cided that this gown could be omitted ox]postponed, that waist could be had In a < cheaper quality, these parasols were not really necessary, those stock ings qeed not be so numerous all at once.' And yet even Mrs. Kip admitted that th« whole ( array was far beyond the reach of her husband's -means.” -“Still she insisted that he could provide a partial trousseau at least. She herself -would "go without things” for ten years if necessary. . Daphner howevei*, was hpunted by f "the vision of her father’s harrowed, rnqney-hungry face. When her mother reminded her that It was his last Chance to do anything for her, she re torted, "Yes, and It’s my lust chance to do anything.for Her pride was wrung by her plight. She must either go shabby or cause acute distress,to one or both of the men thnt were ( dearest of all in the world to her. She must leave behind her a burden of debt a farewell tribute, to her father, or she must bring with her a burden of debt as her dot 1 • •' . _J‘No!” she cried, with a sudden ini- patient slash at the Gordian knot. ‘“Clay will have to take me Just a$ I am or take buck his diamond ring he Wished on me.” —:—-—ro ller deftanee was not convincing. Her mother protested* "It’s not Cluy that you^iRve to con sider. He’ll never know what you have on. It’s the guests at the wed ding— and yaur old friends and the neighbors. You don’t want them to thiKk we’re poor and that your father is marrying you off. cheap, do you?” Daphne flared hack, "It seems mighty foolish to go and make yourself really .poor in order to keep from seem ing poor, especially when you never fool anybody except yourself!” Leiln, with the magnanimity of a na tive spendtlytfL, tried to soothe the fever *»f the rebel: "Let’s go prowling around, anyway., I may see something I want for myself. Bayard dragged me away from Furls before I had finished shopping. There are several things I need desperately." v • The three wise women set forth: they joined the pettlcoated army pour- lug from nil the homes like a levee-en masse, a foray of ptetty Huns. They reuched the ullurlng place where the famous Dutllh, like an amia ble. Mephlstopheles,~offered to buy souls In exchange for robes of angelic charm. In the window-, on a dummy, with no head, no feet, and a white satin bust, huhg a gown that seemed to cry aloud to Daphne: “I belong to' you and you belong to me! Kill me with your flesh and I will cover you with an aureole.” The three forlorn women understood the message lnstantly._TUcjr looked at one another, then', without 4 word, en tered the shop, doomed in advance. Leila was known- to Dutllh and he greeted her with an eYtrnvngaut im pudence that terrified Mrs. Kip: "You little.d*vll!" he JUmii. "Get right out of ray theater. How dare you come here after letting somebody else build your trousseau?” —- - Leila apologized and explained and he pretended to be mollified as he pre tended to have been Insulted. HavlDg thus made the field his own, he turned to Daphne, studied her frankly with narrowed eyes as N if she were asking to be a model, and sighed: “Oh, what a narrow escape 1” • Daphne Jumped and ga^)ed, “From what?” . . , t’Thafc gown in the window, that Lan vin that was born for you* You must have Seen it—the afternoon one In parchment-toned taffeta and tulle.” The women, astounded by his Intui tion, nodded and breathed hard, like terrified converts nt a seance. He was referring to the one thnt belonged to Daphne, and he ordered hex to get into it at .once. She demurred: “I’m afraid of the jtrb-e. How much is it, please?” "Don’t talk of money.!” Dutilh stormed. "I hate it! Let’s see the gown on you." He called one of his tawny' manikins. "HcTp Miss Kip Into this.gown, Maryla.” A mourhful-e.ved beauty-led Daphne i r tl^„tr"7Trr^STTnr*f'o7 ) nr find acted 3s maid. Daphne stepped-out of her street suit into the Parisian froth as if she were going from chrysalis to-butterfly. Maryla was murmurous with homage ns she fastened it together nnd led Dafthne forth. Mrs. Kip felt as If she hail surren dered a mere daughter _and received hack a seraphic chfmgeling. Daphne" was no longer a pretty.girl;.she was something ethereal, bewitched anil be witching. If she could own that gown her mother would be repaid foTall her- pangs from travail on. She would ac cept the gown ns advance royalty on any future hardships.- Daphne looked about for Leila,- hut Leila was gone. She reappeared a moment later In a costume almost more delicious tha.^Daphne’s—a tunic ot .peach-blow "tulle caught up with pink rosebuds nnd hanging from a draped bodice of peach-ldow satin that formed a yoke .low- on .the hips. And there was a narrow petticoat of peach- pink satki. It was *as;if peaches had a soul, as perhaps they have. ; Perfect happiness Is said to need a hit f of horror to make It complete. The happiness of the two girls did-not lack that element. The price of their glory furnished It. They asked the yost with anxiousness. "Raid Dutilh: "To Miss Kip I’ll let It go dirt cheap for-three hundred nnd twenty-five. The one Miss—ep—Mrs. Kip has on I’ll give away for—urai ih. well—say the same price." Daphne and her mother were sfrfc- JWt LmcpW of those gusts of mania that ruin peo ple. Her soul of Souls clamored to wear that very gown that very after noon. Even to take it off would hurt like flaying. ' V, _ Leila had the. same feeling. Her ap petite for resplendent gown? had grown with exercise. DdtllH trfok pity on them: ■ '‘Loot, here,’! he said, “I’ll make the prlcg.4wo hundred and seventy-five. It’s giving them away, but you are such visions In them!” It was a big reduction, but It left the price still mountain high" - V” "I want something to wear tomor row nfternooTT^~t<dla--sald^_ “I’ve got to go to a tea and my 6ister has to go with me." , Daphne had not heard of the tea, but she .wanted somewhere to go in that gown. Dutllh smiled: “Nothing • easier. Take the duds with you or let me send them. Where are you living now?” Leila made a confession: "The trouble is, Mr. Dutilh, that I’m just back from Paris and I haven’t a cent left, and Miss Kip is buying her trous seau and has spent more already than she expected to.” Dutilh.rose to the bait that he had expected them to dangle: “That’s simple. Why not open an account with me? Take - the gowns along and pay me when you like.” Leila mumbled, "I should have to ask my husband.” -Daphne said, “My father wouldn’t likp me to star! an account” “Charge it to your sister’s account, then, and pay her.” ... “You say you would charge them both to me?” said Lqila. “Certainry,” said Dutilh. "Send them, then,” said Lejla, with imperial brevity. “Thank you,” Dutilh smiled. “You shall have them this afternoon. And “He's Awfully Rich, I Suppose," Daphne. by the way, I’ve Just remembered a marvelous design by Paul Polret’s. Let me show It to you." “Come quick; let’s run." said Daph ne, and she hurried out of the Infernal paradise. They dawdled on. down the avenue, pausing at window after window, each flnuntlng opportunities for self-im provement. But Dnphne’s Joy in her new gown was turning to remorse."She was realizing that . that parchment- toned taffeta needed parchment-toned stockings and slippers'aud a hat of the same era as the gown. She was startled from her reveries by the sudden gasp of Leila: "If there Isn’t Tom Duane Just com ing out of his Hub!” "I met him last night,” said Daphne. "You did? Did he say he knew me?” "He said that Bayard stole you from him.” Leila waS\ flattered, but loyal: "Non sense.- I was never his to sfenl. I never loved him, of course. It wouldn’t have done any good If I had. Tom Duane’s a nonmarrier.” “He’s awfully rich, I suppose” Daphne. ■*-■ “No; not rich at all, as rich people go. But ho was mentioned the other day in flie will of an old aunt he used to be nice to. He’s nice to everybody.” Duane met them now and paused, bareheaded, to greet Daphne "with flat tering cordiality.-She was greatly set up to be remembered. She presented him to her mother, who was cortlplefe- ly upset at having to meet so famous an aristocrat right out in the street when she was still flustered over the ferocious price of Daphne’s new dress. "Will you have a bite of lunch with me?” asked Duane. “We were just going to have some thing somewhere,” said Mrs. Kip. "My husband would object,” *sald Leila. "I’m not Inviting you,” said Duane, "I’m inviting the genuine Mrs. Kip. You may come along gs old married chaperon, Jf you have to.” "But Miss Kip is engaged.” “So I suspected. That’s why I’m inviting her. I feel safe.” As they turned east Into. Forty- fourth street and entered Delmonlco’s the carriage man saluted Duane, pedestrian as he was, called him by name, and seemed to be happier for seeing him. The doorman smiled and bowed him In by name, and Duane thanked him by name. The hat-boys greeted him by name and did not give him a check. The head waiter beamed aa If a long-awaited guest of honor had come, and the captains bowed and bowed. —— I kune did not ask his guests what The told hita m a lew ne-.w »nat ne to have. ^ Daphne rejoiced. All luxury wac music to her. Fine clothes, fine foods'f on fine dishes, fine horses, motors, nitures, fine everything, gave her an exaltation of soul like the thrill of ■ religion. New York was heaven on earth. The streets Jeere gold, the buildings of Jas per, and the people angels—good angels or bad, as the case might be. but still angels. She wanted to be an angel. . ’ Among the squads of men and wom en camped about the little fables sha made Out Sheila Kemble again, In u l*not of chiefly women of manifest im- t $iikrtanee. j "Isn’t that Sheila Kemble?” Daphn* asked. "Yes, th*t’s Sheila," said Duane, and he waved* lb her and she to him. He turned hark to Daphne. "Awfully nice- glrl. Like to meet her?” • “I’m crazy u>.” r r " "I’d bring pwj together now, but she’s completely surrounded by grandes dames.” He named the women, and Mrs. Kip gaped at them as if they were a group of Valkyrs in Valhalla. It startled her to See them paying such court to ar^ actress. She said so. 7 : _ "All great successes lcve one an other,” Duane explained. ‘Those old ladies were geniuses at getting horn in tlw best families, and Sheila has earned her place. She looks a bit like your daughter, don’t you think?”— • Mrs, Kip tilted her head and studied Miss Kemble and nodded. She made the Important amendment. "She looks like she used to look like Daphne." - "That’s better,’’ ^aid Tom Duane. "Miss Kip might be her understudy.” "How much does an understudy get?” said Daphne, abruptly. “I haven’t the faintest idea!" Duane exclaimed. “Not much, I imagine, ex ception opportunity.” "is it true' that“Sfls»-Kenible makes so much?"' "I d like to trade incomes with her, that’s all. Her manager. Rehen, was telling me that s^e would clear fifty thousand dollars this year." Mrs. Kip was aghast. Daphne was elect rifled. She surprised Duane with another question: "You said Misa Kemble was married?" “Yes, and has children, aud loves her hushund. But she couldn’t atand ldlcn**ss. Stie’s just come hack to tho stage after several years of rusting In a small city.” Daphne fired one more quo*tion point-blank: "Do you think I could succeed on the stage?” "Why not?” Jie answered. "You hnve—with your mother’s permission —great beauty and magnetism, a de lightful voice, and IntelIlgence. Why shouldn't you succeed? You Would probably have a peck of trouble get ting started, hut— Do you know any managers?” "I never met one." “Well, if you ever decide that you want to try It, let me know, and I can Said’ probably force somebody to give you a Job." "I’ll- remember that," auld Daphne, darkly. She said nothing more while tha luncheon ran Its course. The women got fld of Tom Duane gracefully—Leila asked him to put them in a taxicab, as they had still much shopping to do. They rode to a department store, and Leila started another account They rode hack to the apartment. Ttiere they found a day letter from Daphne’s father to h«r mother. "As you see by papers big Cowpei firm failed today for ten million dol lars this hits us hard you better coiac home not buy anythlng^nore situation serious hut hope fTir' best don’t worry well love. WESLEY." Mrs. Kip dropped Into a chain. The shock -whs so great that it shook first from her a groan of sympathy for hei husband. “Your poor father! And he’s worked so hard and been so careful." Bayard came home Tate for dinner nnd in a state of grav» excitement The great Cowper wholesale establish- snjd ment.Jiad fallen Uke a steeple, crush ing many_a house. Indirectly it had rattled the windows of Bayard’s firm; had stopped the hanks from grantl ig nn important loan. Bayard spent a had day downtown. The news of hit father’s distress was a heavy blow, iut he tried to dispense encouragement’ to the .three women who could not quite realize what ‘all the excitement was about, or why the disaster ( of a big chain of wholesale stores would-be ol any particular importance tdiPflieto. Bayard was just saying: “I lejl yon, Leila honey, I was the wise boy when I grabbed you,' for now I’ve, got- you.’ and I need you. Thank the Lori 1’no not loaded up with debt. I’ve kep! clear of that.” THIS WOMAN SAVED FROM By taking LydiaE. PinkhamV WgetaBle Compound, One of Thousands of Such Casas. Black River Falls, Wis. —“A9 Lydia E. Pinkharn’a Vegetabla Compound aaved me from an operation, I cannot say enough in praise of it. I suffered from organic troubles and my side hurt me so 1 could hardly be up from, my bed, and I was unable to do my .housework. 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