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THE ENTERPRISE. CANTON. N C. /^THIRTEENTH CHiriANIXlENT- s & / RUPERTJIUGHf S a DAPHNE, AIDED AND ABETTED BY HER SISTER-IN-LAW, SUCCUMBS TO LURE OF THE SHOPS. Synopsis.—Clay Wimburn. a young New Yc leveland, meets pretty Daphne Kip, whose brol Itice with Clay In Wall Street After a whirlwin .me engaged. Clay buys an engagement ring oi i New York. Daphne agrees to an early marriage, oiu her money-worried father what she regards a loney for the purpose she goes to New York wit er trousseau. Daphne's brother. Bayard, has just urope with his bride, Leila. Daphne and her ; 'Ives in Bayard's Hat. Wimburn introduces Dap ) luxurious New YoVk life. Daphne meets Ton >wu, who seems greatly attracted by her. Dap! .vers that Clay is penniless, exeept for his sala il'e return to New York unexpectedly. ithlearaess of aa auditing commtt- !8. They cut out this and that, de- ded that this gown could be omitted i* postponed, that waist could be had i a cheaper quality, these parasols ere not really necessary, those stock- igs need not be so numerous all at Aud yet even Mrs. Kip admitted that the 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. Daphne, however, was haunted by the vision of her father's harrowed, money-hungry face. When her mother reminded her that it was his last hauce to do anything for her, she retorted, "Yes, and It's my last chance * do anything for him." Her pride was wrung by her plight. She must either go shabby or cause ute distress to one or both of the en that were dearest of all In the world to her. She must »Veave behind ier a burden of debt a_ a farewell rlbute to her father, or she must • ring with her a burden of debt as her dot. CHAPTER VI—Continued. er sympathies would ordlna e been with her brother in any i between him and his wile, spute between Baj 1 love. Tt go on reading the Til ed the last of 1 Bayard stared at her sharply, but -poke softly enough: "Why, I don't .now, honey. There ought to be plenty £or you to do. The Lord knows there's enough for me at the office." "All right," sighed Leila. "I'll be brave and worry through somehow,-till noon, with 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 lunch at Delmonico's i I'm afraid I canVr_ueh Vrfth you today." .JU '"-.nd you'll leave me this whole terrible day. I can never exist so long without you." "I'm mighty sorry, honey. But men must work, and^o-forth. I've been away too long. The office needs me. And I've spent a lot of money, and I've got to go down and earn some more to buy pretty things for my beauty." This brightened her in a way he had not expected, and a little too far be- l shuddered a little, inly. The ere epic. Immortal progress ig made as never before: an- I I ( i go shop ping." "Bayard's heart flopped. He i dered what on earth more there In the shops that she could wan buy. She had come to the marriage with her trousseau only partly i nleted, on account of the haste of the "Nor r tak she cried, witli a sudden im- slash at the Gordlau knot. II have to take' me just a*s I back his diamond ring he convincing. ished 0 Her defiance was i er mother protested: "It's not Clay that you lmve to confer. He'll never know what you tve on. It's the guests at the wed- ' old friends and the l don't want them r and that your father i off cheap, do you?' *d back, "It seems o go and make yourself •der to keep from hen you neighbors. thiitk we're i Dapline t imity of a tive spendthrift, tried to soothe the fever of the rebel: "Let's go prowl! tround, anyway. I may see something ', want for myself. Bayard dragged iway from Paris before I had finished ihopping. There are several things I leed desperately." The three wise women set forth: they joined the petticoated army po-ur- ng from all the homes like a levee en uasse, a foray of pretty Huns. They reached the alluring place iliore the famous Dntflh, like an amia- ile Mephistopheles, offered to buy ouls in exchange for robes of angelic In the window, on a dummy, with no head, no feet, and a white satin bust, ng a gown that seemed to cry aloud Daphne: 'I belong to yon and you belong Fill me with your flesh; and I vi r you with a The three forlorn wo__eo understood the message instantly. They looted at one another, then, without a word, en tered the shop, doomed in advance. Leila was known to Dt-tilh and he- greeted her with an extravagant 1-*- pudence that terrified Mrs. Kip: "You little devttr he hissed. "Get right out of my theater. How dare you come here after letting somebody else Leila apologised and explained and he pretended to be mollified as be pre- temled to have been insulted. Having thus made the field his own, he turned to Daphne, studied her frankly with) of those gusts 0' man'* that ruin people. Her soul of souls clamored to wear that very gown that very afternoon. Even to take it off would hurt like flaying. Leila had the same feeling. Her appetite tor resplendent gowns had grown with exercise. Dutilh took pity on them: "Loo* here," he said, "I'll make the price two hundred and seventy-five. It's giving them away, but you are such visions In was a big reduction, but It left the price still mountain high. want something to wear tomor- afternoon," Leila said. "I've got to go to a tea and my sister has to go with me." Daphne had not heard of the tea, but she wanted somewhere to go in that gown. Dutilh 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 trousseau 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 like me to start an account." "Charge it to your sister's account, then, and pay her." "You say you would charge them both to me?" said Leila. "Certainly," said Dutilh. "Send them, then," said Leila, with imperial brevity. "Thank you," Dutilh smiled. "You shall have them this afteraoon. toid h'.t* tn a low tote, what he •_ Daphne rejoiced. AU luxury ■ music to her. Fine clothes, fine food- on tine dishes, fine horses, motors, twr- nltures, fine everything, gave her an exaltation of soul like the thrill of a religion. New York was heaven on earth. The streets were gold, the buildings of jasper, 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 worn- i camped about the little tables she made out Sheila Kemble again, In a knot of elderly women of manifest Importance. Ki-'t that Sheila Kemble?" Daphne asked. Yes, that's Sheila," said Duane, and he waved to her and she to him. He turned back to Daphne. "Awfully nice !. Like to meet her?" I'm crazy to." I'd bring JWJ together now, but she's completely surrounded by grandes dames." He named the wo men, and Mrs. Kip gaped at them as It" they were a group of Valkyrs in Valba la. It startled her I pa . to a actress. She said so. "All goeat successes love one another," Duane explained. "Those old ladies were geniuses at getting born In flre best families, and Sheila has earned her place. She looks a bit like your daughter, don't you thlsk?" Mrs. Kip tilted her head and studied Miss Kemble and nodded. She made the Important amendraient. "She looks like she used to look like Daphne." "That's better," said Tom Duane-, "Miss Kip might be her understudy." "How much does an understudy* get?" said Daphne, abruptly. "I haven't the faintest Idea!" Duane- exelahBed. "Not much, I i-_agine, except at* opportunity." "Is if trae that Miss -Cei-tHe makes \ r^3. Take Sulphur Baths } at home /&v. Rheumatism Gout, Eczema, Hives, etc. Right in your own home and at trifling cost, you can enjoy the benefit of h«t*i_g sulphur baths. Hancock Sulphur Compound bath: sue It as a lotion apr**t(-_ to affe parts; aa*- take it internally. 50c and $1 the tottle at your dV-_gi«t's. If he can't » send his name and the price itv-a we will sen- you _ bottle direct. ■_\_ Save This "Ad" '$£%&. ime, lares. Hudson Seal Solas > muchr "I'd lit* to trade li ".. *10._ Money refunded if nat i_p««--. tr manager, Rebe_, was j Ll^n" Wh-lesale Manufacturing Furrier i with her, ele< inolhc ie- that she would I dim-lairs this year." kip; waw aghast. Daphne was rifled. She* surprised Duane- with quest aid Mi;.; "He's Av-f-i«v Rich, ( Suppose," Said .-(1 ( » be Daphne jumped t CHAPTER VII. a time when everybody cutting down appropriations, redii expenses. Cities, counties, slates, nail paying the penalty of by the- way. Pre just remembered a marvel--s design by P__J Poiret's. Let me show It to yo_." "Com* qft-iek; let's ri_V* said Daphne, and she hurried out ot the infernal paradise. They dawdled on, down the avenue, if she were asking I pausing at window after window, each and sighed: [flaunting opportunities for self-itn- provemeot. But Daphne's joy in her iew gown was turning to remorse. She was realising that that parchment- oned taffeta needed parchment-toned dockings and slippers and 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- lug out of his club!" "I met him last night," said Daphne. "You did? Did he say he knew me?" "He said that Bayard stole you from "That gi wn in the window, that Lan- *in that « as born for vou. You must it—the afternoon one in toned taffeta and tulle." The woi ten, astounded by his intui- ion, nodd ed and breached hard, like errilted ci nverts at a seance. He was referring o the one that belonged to Daphne, a it at once She del id he ordered her to get Into mired: "I'm afraid of the •rice, lb w much is it, please?" "Don't talk of money!" Dutilh "I hate it! Let's see the vou" He called one of his lawny ma nikins. "Help Miss Kip Into Kemble was raairried"?' "Yes, and lias children, and' loves her husband'. But she couldn't stand idleness. She's jus. come back to* tho stage aftei --vera- years of rusting i« a> small city." Daphne fired; on*? more question point-blauk: "Do- yaw think I could] succeed; on. the* stage*?" | ■ "Why not?"" he answered. "Youj have—with- your mother's permission; —great beauty and; magnetism, a delightful voice;, and; Intelligence. Why shouldn't you; succeed? You would;! probably have- a; peck, of trouble get- ! ' ting started; but— Do you know j any managers-?" "I never met one.-"' "Well, if you ever ifeeide that you- ' want to try It,, let me- know, and I can i ' probably force- somebody to give you a Job." 'I'll remember- thati,:*" said Daphne, j darkly.. She said, nothing more while the j' luncheon ran; Its course*. The women got rial of Tom Duane j gracefully—Lefla asked him to put j them in a, ta_icabt as- they had still j much shopping to. do. They rode to a. j department store;. an<_ Leila started another account. They rode back to the apartment. There they found a day letter from; Dapha«*'s father to he- mother. 'As you see- by paf»ers big Cowpe* flrm failed today toe ten million dub- I lars this hits ws hard you better com. ' home- not buy anything more situation ; serioa-s bust hope for best don't worry well love. Wa-SLBY-' Mrs. Kip dropped into a chft*. TTh shoc- Mas so great that It shook ftiw from her a groan of sympathy for hei Healthier Horses ^.ii-ian-; recommend spri:>s; c'ippinj-f.- overheated from6 spring wor_;at;d the:- ! -n„' halt • i-e lub!,- list sick. Long hair -Im a-.t,-,et.,.. Only $9.75. $_?_ow_—balanoi** .?.-t,-r,- f-S-TIv?0-!.!?a*i*»aV DIE SMILE ON OGGASlOi-SL liaw Go-Id I H« Felt H Leila v him." flattered, but loyal: "Non- I was never his to steal. 1 loved him, of course. It wouldn't done any good if I hi.d. Tom Dunne's a nonmarrier." "He's awfully rich, I suppose," said Daphne. "No. not rich at all, as rich people go. But he was mentioned the other day in flie will of an old aunt he used to be nice to. lie's nice to everybody Duane met them now and paused, bareheaded, to greet Daphne with flattering cordiality. She was greatly set up to be remembered. Khe presented "Your poor father! And he's wo-kvi- so hard and been Bayard came home Tate for dinner and in a state of grave excitement The great Cowper wholesale establish- had fallen like a steeple, crush muse. Indirectly It had rattled the windows of Bayard's flri_; had stopped the hanks from granting an Important Joan. Bayard spent a bad day downtown. The news of hi: father's distress was a heavy blow. But he tried to dispe- who could not quite realize what all the excitement w«a about, or why the disaster of a big chain of wholesale stores would be ol any particular importance to them. just saying: "I tell you, honey, I was the wise boy when bbed you, for now I've got you. need you. Thank the Lord I'm oaded up with debt. I've kepi of that." Father s D.firvitt-* ~A vessel of te* Transcript. vrath, m s II."—Bock It is wroug ti sorrow wtt <„,i ,-,»»- In... Delicious Mixtxxre ofWheat £ Barley 13r health value, sound nourishment and a sweet nut-like flavor impossible in a product made of wheat alone, eat

The Canton Enterprise (19??–1971) was published in Canton, North Carolina by the Canton Publishing Company. Its preceding title was The Canton Observer (circa 1900-), and succeeding title was The Enterprise (1971-1996).

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