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Show Her Daughter and His Son A Grat Married Lift Story by 1 IDAH McGLONE GiBSON j GRACE EXPLAINS When I entered the bedroom, I found i Grace lying with her face turned toward 1 tho wall With a woman's Intuition l i- neW It wa-i because she did not warn, rai to sec how well she looked. ui Ann. Isn't it awful? 1 she exclaimed. exclaim-ed. ' What, your matriagc? I asked dellb-erately. dellb-erately. At that she bounced over and faced mv Indignantly. "Ann Whitson. you always were beastly at the wrong time You know I was not I talking about my marriage What 1 was j trying to say was how perfea ly terrible It would be for me to bo such a young widow I hate black, and crepe always KivR me a shiver. And yet." she paused, as though toying with the" thought. "I Imagine ii would be rathfc.- becoming " ; And then, to verify her words. Grace picked up a nearby hand mirror ami sur- i veyed her blond beauty with complacency. complac-ency. 1 "Sorry to disappoint you. Grace, but from the- last reports Ken is going to i live " "How can you be so unfeellnK, Ann?) You know that my heart would he broken If anything happened to my poor, dear husband Oh. I wish I were able to go to him this minute. ' "That is what I came lor. Sraee. Mr Ilalsey sent me to tell you that he will lot you know when Ken is aide to sec you. At present he is allowed no visitors visit-ors " "Not even his -wife" Have you seen him? Did he Inquire for rac'" "So far as I know, Grace. Ken has not mentioned you at all." unable to control mv self. Ha he regained consciousness. she i asked eagerly. "Yes. ' I answered "What does he talk about? Were you there?" "No. I wasn't there, but Mr. Halsey told me that Ken recalled Ihe events of he-1 iili ht perfectly up to the time Jim- mlo Callahan and 1 left the restaurant and Ken returned to your party. From that print, on Ken remembers nothing." "Well, r like that." said Grace. "Do you mean to tell mo tha.1 Ken does not re-nn mher that he Insisted upon 0U1 b ing married? Poesn't he remember how I opposed him with every ounce of my will, and yielded only when I was men- tally exhausted? Poesn't he remember ' how he lound a justleo of thf peace and wo were married? Surely Ken recalls ; these thlnr-s. "Then Ken In.-L.ted that wo should ' celehrute. It war. very late and almost I every place was closed, but llnally on ' one of the side streets we found a queer ' kind of a cafe which was open ar.d Ken InSfSted upon ordering something to j drink.' .v I first they would not i ll It but Ken offered them $100 for a bottle-and bottle-and fhe-v brought us something they ailed ail-ed whisky, and ginger ule for making ! high halls. I. of i ourse. would not -ir.iil: i and tried to persuade Ken not tO, but he insisted that he would he married but one and meant to celebrate He drank moro than tho resl of our party and soon after he I r. i , 1 lo tlx floor uncon-sclous. uncon-sclous. I was frightened but thought then ho was jusl overcome by too much liquor. I had no idea anything was SB-rlously SB-rlously wrong. Then a man who trie-d to lift him from tho floor said. "Why, I believe he's dead!" About fills time- all the rest of ihe party except myself be-eanie be-eanie more er less ill and the proprietor Inslstsed that we have Immediately, it I was then that 1 suggested that we take Ken t iht hospital Up to that time no one hail s-. in I to know wiiat to do. You probably know the rest." I sat there and looked al Srace Cameron Cam-eron Halse) almost In awe as I heard her recount with euch unieeiinp minute- ne.iH, the experiences of the night he-fore. he-fore. "Grace." I asked, "art you a woman with no heart'.' Don't you low Ken at all?" I Tomorrow Grace Cameron's Ideals. fCopjThrht. National Newspaper Service.) |