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Show i Confessions of A War Bride i ii. ' i CHAPTER XXVI. j I PltaMnt Penalty I Pay for Balling Up Clty'a Traffic. Char we Invariably Introduces Dr. Orttn to m 1 not know whether "ohnnrf," tK.H waa liKulHed: aa Haby Hrlara or a mot ore vela. ui I rto know that 1 am unreaaonablv i)hafand with fifty -MVfn viaiona of tha moving picture variety aa the reault of nifftlnpr Tony Curt. l-'erhapa "fhiince" waa only a ball or yarn Now that the Kd Croaa knlltli g drive ta dmit with. I hava time to knit thi aorka 1 i-romtad Tommy. 80 thia morulnit I went down town to maU r, m wool taking Hahy Hrtara along in thj auto. 1'laying mirae girl to that annum -fd doll la more of a Joy than a duty. And f n the way home, I proceeded to wind my I yarn. Aecordln to Barbgrm'e babyhood -perlam-e, baMa are Juat made to toaa. Hhe auddenly laid hr tiny flngera on my ball of varn and threw tt out of tha car. A motorcycle hit it and baited tt diagonally acroaa four car tracke and between the whrela of a I'. B. mail truck. Then a amall boy, patriotically bent on conserving conserv-ing wool, aent it back and mixed It up I with the apokee of Ur. Hamilton Certeia' car. A aplendld traffic cop followed that hall with the ti-afned eye of a baaeball fan. Hv magnificent geaturea firat of the right arm and thenJhe left arm, he auapended traffic In all direcHona. And while Baby Barbara hung en stoutly to her end of the akeln and leaned far over the edge of the door, and while I hung on to her silly little skirts, 'he mammoth man In blue crma-croeaed crma-croeaed slowly back and forth' over the pavement, untangling the other end of my precious khaki akeln from an assortment of the moat famous spokes, hubs and Urea made in America. And everybody was en lntereated and nice. Autotata lined up. Inquired the . trouble, and remained friendly. Mu I dropped out of atreetrara and offered to l iielt, Ceo pie en the curb offered advice. And Hub flarbara amlled on them all. Hut I hub enibarraased beyond words, and not at all. I munt admit, becauee I had twlltd up the traffic, but only becauee fate had hitched my car to Tony Curt'a. I'resently Oriels waa handing me my yarn and saying: "tTest le guerre, madam" humoroualf IndU-ating Ute etalled traffic by a wave of his hand. "Where else but In America, would a polieeman ermlt a soldier s sock to hold ur so maiiy citlsena?" Mean while the policeman gravely returned re-turned to hie particular oentar of the universe uni-verse and the city's business glided gaily on Us way. ' '. . ... " ' . Tlir. Certeia' hand remained on tha door oTfny oar. 1 am coins- out to aaa Mr. Ixirtmer. May I ride with you?" he aaked. Of course ha eould. He directed hia ewn chauffeur to go on alone. Aa ha took tha place beetde ma. a llttla tlnsle of excitement eursed over ma. Never once In my lffa,BAa Bob's presence affected me eo. J Nevertheleea I know that 1 leva my huiband and I do not kw' Tony Curt ? Yet I waa plee.ee! to have Tony rMin. J with me and appalled at tha mysterious unreet he alwaya arouaea In me V (To be ooiTTTnued.) " j . (CopyHst. lilt, by tha Mewsaapat S -Dterpne Aeaocletloa.) a if X |