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nintth instalment That was soon after she’d met Rod, and he was perfect in her eyes. How she had wished then that one day he’d ask her to marry him, for then she thought surely it would be heaven to have a husband like him. She smiled in the dark. Now Rod had asked her to marry him, and she had refused. Had made a fatal mistake? Was it bet ter to marry within your own class and rise or sink together? But, worn out with all the strain, she fell asleep, a smile on her lips as though she were still at one with Rod, loving him with all the fevor* of her youth. "Say Maris, I guess you made a tremendous hit last night. Look what the papers say about you.” Maris was entering the correspond ence room, and Milly darted to her side with the morning papers. Maris’ cheeks were rosy as the different salesmen came up and told her what they thought of her presentation. But all their words of praise meant nothing to her, for she felt that what Stan might say to her would make a big differ ence in her life. Presently Miss Riggs hurried down the aisle. “Mr. Stanley wants you in his office right away,” she said breathlessly. "All right,” answered Maris nonchalantly, but beneath her ap parent calm, her heart was beating like a sledge hammer. What would he say to her? Had those girls aired their opinions to him, or did they despise him and blame him as they blamed her? She opened the door of his office, and he rose up quickly, and, taking her hand in his, shook it enthusias tically. "Well, Maris, you put it over big and I’m mighty proud of you. But where did you vanish to last night? Didn’t you know I was going to take you home?” the ca ressing note in his voice seemed to blot out all the harsh accusations that the girls had made against her. "Oh, I never thought of that. It’s very kind of you to have thought of such a thing, but I’m sure you’d jilenty to see to, and I got home all right.” “Well, there was quite a lot to see to, but I did think after the af ^ t • f 1 1 lair was over l migin nave a uunv,t to tell vou how splendidly you’d done. But maybe you’ll let me show my apprecaition tonight? How about having dinner with me and then dancing afterwards?” The color dyed Maris’ cheeks and she could not keep the sparkle out of her eyes as she said, "You don’t have to feel you must reward me for what I did. I had a good time wearing that lovely gown. I enjoyed the affair immensely,” she added as though she would con vince herself she was really speak ine the truth. "But surely you won’t deny me the pleasure of having you as my : <mest tonight? There’s something else I want to talk over with you, and. well, there never seems to be time for anything but conferences! and so forth in the office. Tell me : I may call for you tonight.” His eyes seemed to burn into hers, and quickly banishing all Patsy’s words of warning and her own new an tagonism against his set, she said, j ■"Very well, I’ll be glad to go with 99 j you. j "That’s right,” he said, but something seemed to jar her. Had she been too ready to acquiesce to his wishes? As she returned to her desk, she had a strange sort of disturbed feeling. She’d never noticed his lips before. Were they smiling at her? But she shook herself. She was getting fanciful. That surely show ed she wasn’t accustomed to late Laxative combination; iolks know is trustworthy ' The confidence thousands of par ents have in good, old reliable, pow dered Thedford’s Black-Draught has prompted them to get the new Syrup of Black-Draught for their ohildren. The grown folks stick to the pow dered Black-Draught; the youngsters probably will prefer it when they outgrow their childish love of sweets. Mrs. C. W. Adams, of Murray, Ky., writes: “I have used Thedford’s Black-Draught (powder) about thir teen years, taking it for biliousness. Black-Draught acts well and I am always pleased with the results. I wanted a good, reliable laxative for my children. I have found Syrup oi Black-Draught to be just that.” BLACK-DRAUGHT nights! Well, she must change all that. As Maris opened the door of her apartment, she heard the murmur j of voices, and when she crossed the threshold Patsy called out, "Is that you, Maris? Come on in.” "Oh, hullo, Rod!” she said as he rose. "What’s new?” A little shadow darkened her eyes. "Gosh, Maris,,aren’t you going to kiss your boy friend, and con gratulate him? He’s put his gadget over and soon he’ll be rolling in wealth.” "That’s fine,” she said, but she remained standing at the other side of the table, while the light that had leaped to IPod's eyes as he heard her enter, seemed to be extinguish ed. "Well, you’re sure a queer pair. I was just telling him what a hit you made last night. But there, I guess I’m in the way. I’ll go in the kitchen so you love-birds can have a chance to make things up.” Quickly Rod took a step toward Maris. "Oh, sweetheart, I know you refused to marry me, and may be there’s someone else, but now that I’m going to be well fixed financially, won’t you change your mind? Won’t you marry me, dar ling?” And he held out his hands to her. For a moment, looking at him, Maris wished that she might rush to the security of his arms, might pillow her head on his breat and tell , love you with every inch of m | being. I want you for my wif I but—well, I guess I’ve made a bi , mistake. I thought you loved ir ! just as I love you. I suppose there | no use saying any more. I’m sorr j I intruded.” Picking up his hat, li | started for the doer. "There’s no need to go away lilt | that. Stay to supper with us,” sh urged although she was feverishl hoping he would go before Pats could add her voice to her ratht half-hearted invitation. "No thank you, Maris, I’ll be go ing,” and before she realized it h had opened the tfoor and vanishec Once more Maris felt disturbe j by something n the expression o his lips. Then she shook hersell She was getting horribly critica' Stan was a good fellow. He’d shot her a good time. As he handed her into his smar limousine, she wished that Milly o some of the other girls might se her, and listen to the line she wa giving her young boss. He hadn’t a great deal to say, few stock phrases, a few snapp come-backs, that, had Maris knowi it, had done duty many times be fore. At last, however, they swunj into Park Avenue and Maris wa thrilled at the speed at which the; went. "Say,” Stan said, "you’ve got ti pose in the wedding dress for don’t want to send out cuts of Ro wene’s picture to all our customers "Say, Maris, I guess you made a tremendous hit last night.” him all the bitterness she had en dured—but—no, it would neve do. She could not meet his arden gaze. Her glance dropped to th tablecloth and she nervously pleat ed and unpleateu the snowy sur face. Why had Rod to come her this night of all nights? She loved him, and yet some thing seemed to be urging her Oi to this adventure with Stan. Surel’ there was no harm to it. Anywa1 she would never want Rod to thin! that she had changed her mind am was r^ady to marry him just be cause he had made some money. Then as he ceased his pleading she glanced casually at him. "Oh Rod, why talk about marriage al the time? If only we could b friends like we used to—” "You know that’s impossible. - and they’re all writing in raving r about it. You didn’t know yot : were in the movies, in the newsreel : did you?” "Why no, how exciting!” criec • Maris. : "Oh, you don’t know what you’ve started. But say, here w< ■ are! We’ll have dinner here, anc l then take in a night club or two r You’d like that?” ' "Sure I would.” : "Well, little girl, there isn’t : I thing I wouldn’t do for you aftei • you were such a peach helping m< out the way you did.” , "Oh, it was nothing,” Mr. Fay , son.” ! "Say, how do you get that way! : I’m 'Stan’ to you now and always and don’t you forget it, you little i bit of sugar.” ’ "You mean I should call yot 'Stan’?” asked Maris. "Sure, I don’t want any 'misters around here, and just remembei that,” he announced as they enter ed a hotel together. "Now,” he said, after they wen seated at a rather inconspicuou: table, "what do you like, Maris: Anything you want is yours foi the asking.” "Oh, why don’t you order foi me?” she answered, amazed at th< magnificence of the jewels and dress of the women around them. "Well, if you like me to, I will. I rather pride myself on knowing how to order a swell dinner.” "All right, I love surprises,” Maris answered, relieved that she had escaped that ordeal, for never in all her life had she dined at such a sumptuous hotel. "Well, that little thing’s attend ed to. What brand do you smoke?” ^ Maris named a popular brand. "Here they are,” replied Stan, ^ taking a jewel-studded cigarette e case from his pocket. 5 "That’s one thing we have in Y common,” and he laughed rather vacuously as though he had got off a clever crack. e "Like to dance now?” he asked 6 as the crooning call of the orches ^ tra was luring people from their Y tables. r "No, not yet,” answered Maris, realizing all too well how out of place her simple little frock would e look amongst the gorgeously dress ed women who were on the floor. £ "All right, little one. Well here comes the eats,” and Maris surprised an almost wolfishly-hungry look in Stan’s eyes as the waitress put the food before him. Somehow the picture of Rod rose before Her, but quickly she banished it. The very novelty of her exper ience intrigued Maris as the dinner 5 proceeded from course to course, but she was glad when, about ten 1 o’clock, they decided to seek a musement elsewhere. 1 "This whole street’s full of speakeasies,” Stan said as he cruised ; on. "I wonder' which you’d like ’ best,” and he turned to her with a rather foolish grin on his face. "Oh, the one with the best or | chestra,” she answered quickly. "I love to dance!” "You do? Well, here’s the place,” ’ and, drawing his ear to the curb, he stepped out and helped her onto, the street. When they entered the "speak” Maris had a strange feeling that she j had left herself outside and that it was another person who crossed the threshold in her clothes. Immediately Stan secured a table, then ordered some drinks. For a moment Maris hesitated as she glanced at the cocktail before her. She had rarely tasted liquor. As she hesitated. Stan said. "Bet ter try some of mine,” and asking; the waiter for a glass, he poured out a generous drink from his mo nogrammed, silver flask. "It’s the Grand MacNeish. How d’ye like it?” Maris raised the glass to her lips, and took a sip. "I guess it’s okay,” she said uncertainly. "Sure it is,” he answered, filling his own glass again and drinking the liquor in one swallow. At last, when they left, Maris wondered how he could drive after all he’d drunk, but the night air seemed to have a sobering effect on him. When they neared home, he seemed to b* perfectly level-head ed, as he quickly broached a new j plan he had for stressing the style end of the business. i "How’d you like to work with the stylist?” "I’d love it.” ; "Better than typing?” < "A thousand times better,” she , declared, glancing at him with sparkling eyes. "Then we’ll have to see about that tomorrow—or, I guess today.” "I’ve had a wonderful evening, Stan. I’ve enjoyed every minute,” she said as he walked with her to . the door of the apartment house, i "Wpll \xt-pM1 Visvp annf-hpr. cwppf— I ness,” and before she realized what he was doing, she felt his lips on hers. "Oh, Stan,” she said, the color dyeing her cheeks. Quickly he took her in his arms and raised her face to his. "You’re not angry with me, are you, love liest?” She shook her head slowly. Continued next week In 1915 the University of Tenn. won two games by the score of 101-0, against Carson-Newman and Cumberland U. > , QUALIFYING' AS A TREE EXPERT » Swing Exponents Juggle H armonies at First Dance By Paul Bode Swing it, Mr. Charlie, ride Red ride, jam that trumpet, Gabriel,! tickle those keys, Fats, rag that fid dle, Mero, beat that drum, Poley, E. K. Whitener and his "Eight ex ponents of Swing” are going to town for the students of dear old Catawba. This year you have the finest bunch of instrumentalists that ever assembled in the gym to do some tooting for Saturday night dances. Sweet or hot, the boys play wth the same proficiency, although they are inclined to favor fast number since the students request these more often. This outfit has class in both plav ing and appearance. White coats, dark pants, and white shoes go to make up their stylish uniforms, blue and white stands add to the glamour of the eye-filling spec tacle. To make the orchestra even more professional in appearance. E. ft. swings the baton and leads his 'Eight Exponents of Swing” in five style, while they do the dirty work. Those of you who went to the first dance of this semester heard the many torrid solos rendered, or < • « r torn apart, aurmg cue cwuiw uj. :hat pleasant evening and probably ■ealize the amount of talent present n this band. For the many who lid not attend, I am begging you :o come to the next dance, which vill be held on Halloween, and get in earful of the quality of the nusic which will be played for you his year. The admission fee is small enough :o enable every student to satisfy lis or her desire of hearing a fine >rchestra and having a delightful ivening of dancing. The instru nentalists will haye a surprise for mu shortly, that of playing during in assembly period. So, if you are leased with the music at this time, tindly show your appreciation by mrning to all the dances. REASON FOR CRYING Neighbor: "I wonder why yout new baby brother cries so much.” Bobby: "Oh, I guess you’d cry too if all your teeth were out and your hair all off and your legs so weak you couldn’t stand on them.” Checks Malaria in 3 days COLDS first day Headache, Liquid - Tablets 30 Salve - Nose minutes Drops Try “Rub-My-Tism”-World’s Best Linement Banish Oady Perspiration Oo. rs with YODORA, the deodorant cream which conceals, absorne and counteracts odors. Yodora is a scientifically compounded white, soft cream—pleasant to use— acts promptly with lasting effect— harmless to the most delicate skin— will not stain fabrics. For those who perspire freely whether under the arm, feet or other parts of the body Yodora is most valuable. It ia a true neutralizer of body odor*. 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