Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1916)

156 Photoplay Magazine his cause their own through the sympathy of the downtrodden. T'HE rehabilitation of Judge Evans was •*• prompt and complete. Atonement was offered him in the form of various tempting appointments. But at last he began to understand the nature of the people he had been trying to help, and he simply asked that he be reinstated as Night Court judge. And what of Kitty and her flaming, unreasoning love? The judge realized at last that there was something more than gratitude in his feeling for this girl, who had organized the battle to save him from disgrace. He saw the magnificent strength of her sincerity, the possibilities latent in her nature. "Kitty," he said one evening, "would you like to go to some school for a year or two — just to — well — " "I understand, Judge. I'm rough. But how could I be going to a school?" "Won't you let me send you? I owe you that much." "You don't owe me nothin' — anything," she retorted, almost savagely. "But I want you to go — and," his voice dropped to a more tender pitch, "while you're there I want you to be thinking of me quite a good deal." "Judge !" "And don't think of me as 'Judge.' " Kitty looked up at him, her eyes brimming with joy. A year later a magnificent, radiant Kittv had come into being. And now there are two persons who devote their lives to studying the problems of the unfortunates — together. Lillian Walker's Rolling Pin Try this over on your sidewalk: take three tons of pie crust dough, spread evenly on any fairly clean surface, massage deftly with the little vibrator shown above, and for some dessert bake quickly with twenty Broadway peaches.