Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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CCI.B248479 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE ® Vol. II NOVEMBER No. 10 A False Suspieion i . ( Essanay) By STELLA MACHEFERT It was all owing to Mildred's inordinate love for pretty clothes. She was extravagant and insatiate in her desire for fascinating chiffons, for creations of the bewitching French modistes, and-for the smart costumes of Fifth Avenue tailors. After a particu 1 a r 1 y formidable avalanche of bills, her indulgent husband explained to her that he could not afford such extravagance, and she, contrite at ha v i n g caused him worry, promised to retrench. John Barton was still in love with his wife, and he was proud of her good looks and of her exquisite taste in dress. But he had to call a halt when her mania thre a t e n e d to plunge them into difficulties. She accepted his re JOHX RECEIVES AN AVALANCHE OF BILLS 15 monstrances with a sweet dismay. She had been thoughtless, but she. would be very careful henceforth. "Now, you are not cross any more — are you?" she queried after their interview. "I wasn't cross, dear*" answered John Barton, kissing the pretty, upturned face, ' ' but we are not millionaires, you know." "Well, from now on, you will have a regular little mouse of a wife. No more nasty bills shall come and make those ugly little frowns over your darling eyes." Nee d 1 e s s to say, the ugly little frowns disappeared like magic, and Mild r e d joyously squatted on the floor w i t h her children and immediately became as much of a child as thev.