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She found Rita asleep, but Ann was writing a note to her mother. Mollie sat on the foot of the bed and kicked ofl‘ her shoes. “If I get too nosey, Ann," she said, quietly,

; “you can tell me to mind my own

business. I'm curious about you and Lse- I mean-did you two straighten things out?"

Ann grinned. “Good old f other Mollie," she said. “You shouldn't worry so about other people's troub- rs." She put the pen down. “We

are) had a chance to say the us. nothings. But we're going to

ave a chance to fight it out very r1, I inagine. Lee plans to stay Washington for some time."

Abruptly, Mollie slid from the bed and pulled on her shoes. “I thought I'd be half the night get- ting that out oi’ you," she laughed. “You've got to give him a chance, Ann. You've got to give yourself a chance . . ."

When thc girls encountered Bill I: the lobby early the next morning he was red-eyed snd sullen. They had not, he said in answer to Rita's question, found Deane Runbrecker. “And personally," he declared, "I don't care if we never flnd him. What l. wet blanket he turned out to be."

"Is Cari up?" Ann asked.

Bill nodded. "He cams down ahead of me . . . Come on, let's get something to eat"

Ann expected to find Carl in the dining room, but it was not until they had finished their cereal that his big frame appeared in the wide doorway. His face was strangely grave and though he simulated a smile when he saw them, it was evi- dent that he had merely drawn his lips back in a purely muscular act.

"Why the funeral expression?"

- Rita. asked as he drew out a chair. I “You don't really think Donne's beemkidnappcd or something, do

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Carl didn't say anything, but when he was seated he took a fold- ed newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Bill.

Ann and Rita bent aver the table.

_ 50h, look," Rita cried when Bill opened the paper. "Isn't he hand- some!" She pointed to the large pic- "tirre of Lee Monday at the top of ‘the page over which was the cap- ’ tion:

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l Carl said, “You're looking at the wrong picture."

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Feather in Her Hal

BY JULIE ANNE MOORE

SENATORUS SON SLAIN IN’ SPEAKER/S CHAIR 1N NATIONAL CAPITOL

Rusty Ice Pick Used To End Life of Deane Runbrecker. CHAPTER. M

Ann's life during the three weeks following their return from Boston was as unreal as had been the news of Deane Runbreckers brutal death. One was as incredible as the other.

She seemed to be two persons

now, the girl she had been in Elm- ville, and this Ann of Washington, being questioned almost daily by the police, trying to hold her mind to her work through the long days, sleeping fltfuliy at night, momentar- ily expecting to be pulled out of bed and plied with questions again. Mollie had observed the change in her and tried to persuade her to take a, week ofl‘ and go home for the Christmas holidays. Lee too had been worried about her and though he had been to the apartment several times each week and had twice taken her to lunch. he had had the good sense not to talk about the subject nearest his heart. Once only had he referred to it. That was the second time he had taken her to lunch near her office. Suddenly, and without the slightest warning, he had said:

“I've got to be heading west again soon, Ann. I've got work to do. Why don't you pack your things and come along? There won't be any fuss. We'll just run over to Elkton some early morning, come back and hop in the old ship and take off for parts unknown."

Afterwards Ann wondered why she hadn't jumped at the chance. It meant getting away from Washing- torn and starting afresh.

She told Lee: "I wouldn't be fit to live with, Lee. Not the way things are now. There'll be an end to all this some day, I hope, and then I'll be able to think and you know what I ought to do. You go on back to California and when you come east run in to sec me."

But Lee had stayed on, without knowing exactly why himself, and only thought he had come up for a few minutes with Bill and had gone off without saying anything about going back to what he called his job. In the darkness of the bedroom, Ann watched the nightly procession of memories that began with their first arrival in Washington, every sombre reflection pulling another along behind it until, step by step, she came back to the present.

After three weeks the police were not able to throw any light on the mysterious murder of Deane Run- brecker. At eight-twelve Deane had been with them in the lobby of the Boston lecture hall. Within the next nvs he had gone down to the men's lounging room. Less than eight hours later his dead body had

been found in the Speaker's chair ivr} the House of Representatives in

ashington.

As far as she knsw, the police had added but one important detail. Walking his rounds at three-thirty in the morning, s member of the Capitol police had noticed chalk writing on the locked door of the House of Representatives and on closer inspection read:

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The man had reported to his sup- erior and together they had gone

Demo's body .. . That was all. Ann had um been questioned alone. Always they were culled to- gether, Bill, Carl, Rita, Mollie and . ‘Though nuns of them had seen Selma. since her brother's tragic

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THIS IS FROM DUNDEE

"Arc you the mnnwho saved my boy from drowning when he fell of‘! the dock?"

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"Well, where's his but?"

FAST GOING

A negro who had been exploring chicken coops, when told the sheriff was after him, made a bee-line for the nearest railroad station and asked for a ticket on the fastest train out.

“Our fastest train left five minu- tes ago." the ticket agent said.

‘files’ gimme a ticket anyway,’ the negro duped, show me which way that train went."

that Selma had been questioned twice, once alone and once with her father. _

It was the same tiresome exam- ination each time, as if the police thought that by perseverance they would wear their nerves down to the point where there would be a disagreement . . . .

Q. I believe you said, Miss Wins- low, that Deane Runbrecker had lunch with the rest of you at about

one o'clock Monday afternoon. Is that correct?

Mollie: Yes.

Q. Do you, Miss Rogers, recall

where he sat?

Ann: vaguely, yes. Between Miss Winslow and his sister.

Q. Is that your recollection also, Miss Manley?" Rita: Yes, but it wasn't important then and I might be mistaken. Q. To get back to your rastate- ment a few moments ago, Mr. Bal- mer, you told us, I think, that after lunch you and Mr. Hudson and. Deane Runbreclcer left the hotel to- gether in Mr. Hudson's car- Dld the three of you stay together all after- noon? - Carl (who had been asked this question at least ten times before):

a friend at Harvard, so Mr. Hudson drove us over to Cambridge and let us out at Harvard Square. As I have explained several times before, I had promised to keep an eye on Deane while we were away, but I had no reason to believe he would try to skip, so while he went into the college yard, I went across to

around. meet me there in thirty minutes. After waiting almost two hours, I took a subway train back to Boston, called the police from a Tremont street drug store and gave them Deane's description, and then, on chance, went to the South Station where I found Deane at a ticket window. .

Q. Did he offer any explanation as to why he hadn't met you as he had promised to do’!

Cari: Only that he was sorry he had gone to Boston and had decid- ed to take the first train back to Washington.

Q. I see. So then you took him back to the hotel?

Carl: No. We had an afternoon to kill, so we took a. taxi buck to the Common. Deane wanted to go to the movies and I agreed. It was seven o'clock when we came out, which meant we were too late to have din- ner with the others at the hotel. Q. Now, Miss Rogers-(Ann un- comciously stiffened every time her name was spokem-Iwill you tell us again when was the last time you saw Deane Runbrecker alive . . . ‘I That was the way it went. The same questions over and over again. "Why can't they think up a new set of questions?" she walled after one of these sessions. "Do they think one of us killed Deane and sprouted wings and flew down to Washington and propped the body up in the chair and then flew back to Boston? Can't they see we're telling tho truth?"

O I I I I I

As Ann and Rita were leaving the office one noon a man wearing a cap and dark glasses reached info the crowd in the corridor and caught Ann's arm. Rita was the first to recognize Lee, but when she was about to speak his name, he put a finger to his lips and shook his head.

"I get it," Rita said. "Greta Garbo stuff. Well, children, this is where Rita gets the air, I suppose." "Do you mind?" Lee asked quietly. Rite said shs did not mind and walked away grinning.

"There's a sort of dug-out up the street," Lee said to Ann. "It will be safer than a fussier restaurant-if you can stand it."

After fifteen minutes of almost colonists silence, they left the lunch room and Inc signalled a taxi. Ann protested that she hadn't time to go anywhere, but Lee got her info the taxi. "We're just getting out of the crowd." he saldjrhey stopped at Seventeenth and M sets.

Ins walked with his hands shoved

personality. 1f she is a quiet, intelligent, thoughtful sort of a girl, a dom- estic girl, one who likes to read and prefers placid pleasures, what we call

We did not. Deane wanted to visit older than herself-

bet for a middle-aged man as a wife. young and pleasure-loving as herself.

for hers, they meet on a common ground and age becomes negligible. Nor is there any reason why a man should not marry a woman older than the co-operatlve store and browsed himself if he ls of the mother-complex type. Deane had promised to most happyzbecause the older woman can give the husband u love and

equally in love with two men. preference one way or the other that would tilt the scales for her. But assuming that this marvel is possible I should say that she would hnvs o better chance of happiness if she married the man to whom she was phy- sically attracted, even if he were a lowbrow, than she would if she mar- ried the highbrow who comes up to her ideal, but docs not fire her fancy.

and while I cannot agree that it takes the place of mental and spiritual

none of that intangible drawing to another just because hs is hc or she is

married for thirty-five years. dozen times because, although she is a good woman, she has never cared for what I like or dislike.

is an affront to Nature.

a. flapper and turns grandma into a figure of fun and adds ten years to her age, and why any old woman wants to take such liberties with her per-

it makes you want to cry because they have thrown sway all the dignity of age and have nothing in place of it.

cuts off her hair doesn't justify cutting the matrimonial tie. says: "Beauty draws us with s. single hair," but not to the divorce court. DORUfl-IY DIX. ,

l‘ Dorothy D111": Letter Box

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Greater Consideration Should be Given to Personality Rather Than to Age When Marriage is Contemplated

Dear Miss Dix-I am a young man, married to s. beautiful and charm- ing girl. I deceived her about my age, for I am s. few months younger than she ls, but by some unfortunate accident she found my birth certi- ficate and since then she refuses to talk to me and spends the time in tears and gloom. We were so happy, loving, living and laughing together until this happened. Now all is changed ind we are miserable. I fear I will loss her and I will go mad if I do? What can I do? G, A. G.

Answer:

I think your wife must bs singularly lscking in good old, hard horse sense if she is letting such an insignificant thing as a few months’ diflsrencc in age wreck a happy marriage. If she had found out that you had another wife, or that you had some terrible blot upon your past, or that you were a drunkard. or took dope, she might feel that you had inveigled her into marriage under false pre- ‘ ‘ ‘ tenses and that she had cause for grief. But when your secret is nothing more serious than a birthday it is to laugh.

It is curious what a pother some people make about the age factor in marriage and how many romances it b ghts. In this same mail there is a letter from a man of 40 who hesitates marry a girl fifteen years his junior because he fears he is too old for her. And another from a man who is desperately unhappy because the woman he is in lova with is six years older than he is and refuses to marry him because she says she won't ruin his life by saddllng an old wife on him,

All of which is the most utter nonsense because there are a thousand things more important to consider in picking out a husband or wife than his or her age. And the way a marriage turns out depends lrpon the ccngeniality and suitability and characters and manners and habits of the high contracting parties, not upon which has the most candles on his or her birthday cake.

Of course, when December weds May, disaster is bound to ensue. 'I'hls happens just as often when an old man marries s. flapper as when an old woman buys herself a boy husband. But, leaving out a great disparity of years, it doesn't make a particle of diflerence whether the wife or the hus- band is the elder so far as the success of the marriage goes. As a matter of fact you cannot go by the calendar in Judging the real age of an individual. There are men and women who are mere girls and boys at 70 and boys and girls who are senile at 1'7. It is our dispositions and "ways" that keep young and flexible or have rheumatism in their Joints. _

So when a man thinks of marrying a. girl fifteen years younger than himself he should not worry over her literal age. He should consider her

a "settled" girl, it is perfectly safe for her to marry a man many years

But, on the other hand- if she is a fiibberty-gibbety, wild, harum- scarum kind of a girl, a girl who must be always on the go and who lives on excitement and is bored to death with domesticity,.then she is n. bad She should marry somebody as

Ancl just the same thing holds good about the man marrying the woman older than himself. If he is old for his age and she is young

Many such marriages are

tenderness than no young wife could. . The objection formerly made to such marriages was that women sgcd quicker than men did, but this is not true now that women make a cult of youth and good locks. And most of ‘them stay a. perpetual 39.

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Dear Mm DL: Assuming one is equally fond of both. is it better to marry the man to whom one is physically attracted but of lssssr educa- tion, or marry the man who is mentally your equal? M. H. Answer:

I confes I cannot understand how it ls possible for a women to be I would think there surely must be some

It is foolish to ignore the importance of physicd attraction in mar- riage. Many persons think that it is the most important thing in marriage,

ccngeniallty, there is no doubt that it makes one of the strongest bonds between a man and woman andwrdds a glamour to marriage that, is lack- ing when there are no thrills to the touch of a hand, no fire to a kiss,

she. that we can neither explain nor resist. To marry a man just because he has physical attraction for you is a. dangerous business because that does not always last. But to marry I. man who repulses you physically is also to court disaster because it ‘turns wedding cake into dust and ashes on your lips.

I I I I I I Dear Miss Dix-My wife and I are past 60 years of age and have been We have been on the verge of parting a

Now the latest development is that she desires to have her hair bobbed at the age of 63, which is something of which I strongly disapprove. I take the position that bobbed hair on s. young girl On an old woman it is an outrage against Nature. Don't» you think I am right? HIIRPIIEXIID HUSBAND. Answer:

I agree with you on the bobbed hair proposition. I think it disflgures

sonal appearance beats my time. Still they do it. On every hand you see od sheep barbered up like Spring lambs. And

still I don't think that is any reason for a. divorce. Because a wife

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