Wis, . ... HE sight of thVpost : man filled Elsb May i with dread. With it r etc hel con- science she knew that he was bring rag her another thick envelope. She bait received v so many thick erive-lon-as lately... And n'fe flroppfcl ond lnto the box for . tit t V tPi.soTi il.va..l 1 , " Ari Tin usually whistled. Tr. ,5 roi"'1- ' , try a 0Sinia-ll iujicu n-i iinoiu UIO iUC . T7-l 1. I fro: tsirS. 1Ue UHVIV tu.wujv, nag wrapped- She slipper the envelope ilpr trie p:.-lil"i" J""' " .liiS tv . e T, IonHo Itt'tB a,ii !r was coming downstairs. The land jys daughter wore stylish clothes ITH a burst of noise and light an ele vated train passed. Ten blocks away a peal of bells broke itM chimes -"Nea?-e;- M God to.- Tixeo' K i r m y groaned and thrust her heaa under the osKiciothes. 1 was ! o doc's, and sa had not had wink f sleep. 1 shall gc crazy, she sobbed. "I kjaw I shall. My b"aa goes like bill:".. I've houht or things to-n-tli-; I tellevtd ware forgotten years i. I.aif ifht wa almost as bad. ; I Jon t s-'(?: tomorrow night bio sis-.'dered. rcciie in the big apartment tev. tcgiii to stir. The janitor be- saa to t'lrmp the furnace, for the Oc- cbf.r nights had turned so chill that i light Hr? was necessary. At .6 iclocl: things were regularly active, hi Kirmy got up. She went into her Li'chcuette and made some strong :offee She avoided her own face in lira a ha4 ; ioag hrigH ; earrfega Vain. gling from the edgof her fair hair. Those earrings twinkled mockingly as she nodded at Elsa. : "1 see you've been- dttwa. Good irews I hope-r She; went oHv Three steps below Blsa she turned. "Oh by the way. Miss Ma if, you fcould pay your rent today JcTst as well as nol mother says she would be so much obliged. She.hates to crowd you, but she's got some bills to pay and ' "I've got the money right here " JDlsa took her little thin purse out of her sweater - pocket "One week back and one, in advance $5. There -you are I" She tried to smile as gayly as if she were made of $5 bills. And she felt that she had succeeded when she saw Miss Larsen stare. "Oh, thank you; I'll take it right in to mother and see she puts it on the book.", the girl said. And Etea,- humming airily, ran up stairs. But once qhe had shut the door behind her, her poor, make-believe nothing-to-worry-about manner fell from her and she sank upon the bed, white and shaky. She had parted with, her last dollar! But la the meantime how was she to live? And It was already near dinner time, which reminded her that no breakfast of tea; and crackers can last forever. The thick envelope and the other bit of mail' slid to the floor as she leaned forward with her face in her hands. . Her head whirled. She was afraid for the months- before her. in which, to make her fortune by her poor little wits. Back home her writ ing' had brought her some money. She had believed if she couM get jto the city to the very center of things she could do better work.. But she had failed steadily until he:had come to-this! There was naielp to be had from home, for her grandmother had written two - days before for a little money; with which ; to pay- ; the j taxes. And Blsa had sent it, of course, trust ing to this -wonderful . story of hers which-now Kay in the. envelope beside her. ; . ; ;vy- She reached down her; hand for it presently, but she brought up the pamphlet instead what she believed was a pamphlet. Absently ..she tore away the wrapper and saw the word "Prospectus." The Cosmopolite ; had sent her a prospectus After-all her1 stories it had returned, too! The crisp: pages parted in her hand, and there in good black print was; her own name. With gasp Elsa snatched tbe pros-v pectus closer. It was her own name rated' among all the names of the, gloriously successful as a contrib utor for the year. .. And underneath hr name was a briefly explanatory note "Mjiss Elsa May, a writer hpon the-editorial staff of . 'Perley's Maga zine. " It 4 was unbelievable. She stared at the words and. the. color rose in her. face. How beautiful it would have been to her it only it had been true! -- -iV ; ';! . ; But it was not true! That thought leaped , before all others.- How had thy made such a mistake? Should she. let It go?. -Perhaps qo- one would learn the difference and It might mean much to her. And -yet to let :. it go would 'not be honest. Aboye all thuigs Elsa was honest. Back and forth flew her reasoning between, conscience and desire. She would , let tt go it was not her fault. But then It was not fair to let it go; it was purely a mistake and she must alter, it. "I. can't1 - - - r. ': s., ..-,w...,-.. i And the'thiiig was it'ilooked so fine done. Would the editor thank1 her for callingxhis :attention ito ili ilis take? i;4 .f a 4.t 'f-Sft. ;. She ffiade herself rslflyi ". lor street. feer fiarkf bMe lutt'cad small black velvet bat both extrava gances hftih she had J-t5i)nteil-fther ward iBhe looked a like it , reallj ts cessful . little : r woman vwWter? getag forth to wini-fresh victor kr After ftl&e monthsil of : trouble; ; and; worry -and scanty fare iher-clieks were iS'HH pink and cr eyes clfear. r.- It was ia. full mile? to the office' of the "Cosmopolite," but awakened hope and the tangy breefce shoved Elsa along rapidly. She gave her card to the office boy. "I think Mr. Trelawney has gone out," he said. "I'll see." Elsa's heart went down like lead. "No, he's in. And he'll see you" said the office boy returning. He held the door open and Elsa went in. Mr. Trelawney rose from his desk. She had never seen him before, and It occurred to her that she had not or manuscript could have such a nice, youngish, kind face. wm.-&k9lt'itm& kratied forward a litUe, emilting Miirajglr&irrfoiri'tili ItfeftA -fitOr-j bJSlsajWii f t thls.: Aii4 islMUsidsih) EtRpenlrijroap'eetus ? belSor feint. H?Miwt belong there. I'm tot a ntfev&r ? toftt Jhre otilt ad e stry,eitca-h$ ithe. ca moDollteraiiTi that ;was fc- loag timo Mri -Trelawney looked SflVrtied. A&d then ce laughed. - - v - J'.l see I see. Miss May. I thr.k you for calling my 'attention tp ihU error, which I may ad;"! Is inere'f typographical. Mips Elslo Hay i t,i way it-should read. Strands 11-.-i yv.n names should be so mu?h like the way, you spy 6 ones pb'U.uis a story of yorrs Wbat was :t:" Elsa iold him. ' A "ery jrood -lot", too," he said, l.enr:'?f. ""t'..j?e vou never sent us? anylhisift- l?" F:is -tol-d him tbat she had man' times. "Bui theyvo all come back. I wt'Wwttd erf n I Cm e "What was it?" ""The Sapphire.' " f e Sspphtre! ; I net or nttf. f tt uJd -not; have passed the rfve I VisJifIhaa'teen,it. I" rieigot U right The?." ofeitrfltabtod , Her hshd' tremtld, fotty'its she laid the itory f.re hi, "I? was g6lng .to .try :o sr! it to th4 Cfeiaradi m 1 my wn y home but ii you wahfc lof lobkt ? . '- Thn 'Cijtol: 'unfolt-d. the shauirtt-lp tead-a osmr line. -ttirnc'I-tlio last heet, read Uat ;;s:x ..; smiled. "This locks promising :i you c wai f 'fw f tnoniftrtts unlil ! read it through he sa'. TTla waltd. It smc-5 tm fier tha! -altcd ours, days, yars. And fltn iie garcd t r ard her. Even lefor i e prko she kn?w that "Th 0 art n'-) ire" " ad found acceptanco Tbero grea al mo". o thl story. Bi t perhaps ou can uess it s itho:t h-y -.elling it how Elsa wrote story after sio-r jt the 'Cosmopo l.tj" f'Ch n "pIrcr is hope and Joy) and hov finally th married Mr Trelawue-. Bynnette Angert the glass. She knew that she looked frightful. "I can't write today," she said to herself. "They'll have to wait for the story and X'll have to wait for' my .pay. Hea?sns, how my Jiead feels ! . All done up in twine, bound as tight as it Coin be drawn.. Oh, dear!" Having drunk her coffee, she dropped into an easy chair and waited miser ably. Yet she had nothing in the world to wait for unless it was the postm&a. He came presently ani). the janitor brought her mail a singi bet ter. :. , "I'm glad there . Is no more. I couldn't have attended to it," Kirmy thought. She fingered the letter listlessly. Should she dress and go to see Dr. Brant again? She. felt he did not sympathize with her that his medi cine was doing her no good. Yet, aft er all, he had a kindly "way of as suring her that It was nothing but a "kink in her subconsciousness." "Your sublimal self is out of sorts,' he said, in his quiet, half teasing; way. "No it isn't overwork or anything, but just you. I can't give you a different 'superior psychism,' and that's exact ly the prescription you need." After that it didn't seem possible to Kirmy that she could go to . see Dr. Brant again.. What, then, should she do? She was getting beyond-the pos sibility of self-control. She drank more black coffee, which she: felt she needed to brace her, and read her let ter. It was from Marianne Hardick. the girl who had once promised to excel her as writer, but who had fallen, in love, run away, and was now living in a country village :with the man of her heart, whom she still loved in spite of the fact that he had never read a page of Shakespeare in his life. "I'm so sorry to hear about the sad state of your nerves," Marianne wrote. "But, of course, you can't expect them to be better while you stay In the city. You say the seashore did you no good. No wonder. : Why can't you realize that, you need quiet country quiet? I wish you would come out here and make me a good, long visit I can make you very cosy, and, at least. you'll be away from the noise. Like a bit of ice in a fevered month. Marianne's invitation brought hope and ;relief, . Tears came to KIrmy's tired eyes. "I won't wait for another sleepless night. I'll go now. Let me see. There ought to me a train about noon. That will bring me to Aries at 10 o'clock. Can I get ready? I will if I have to go without a sec ond shirtwaist.' At 10 that night when Kirmy got off the train Marianne was there to greet her. She had a cab waiting. "I thought you'd .oe.too tired to walk," she said. "My dear, I'm so glad to welcome you to this country peace and quiet." It was still with the stillness that hurts one's ears used to vast commo tion. Kirmy felt queer. No pavement, no chimes, no thunder of traffic, no roar of trains. All was dark calm under the trees. The darkness and calmness grew all the way tovMari anna's little house one, of" a double row of little houses. She took off her coat and made Kirmy some hot choc olate. There were other things, but Kirmy was too exhausted te $at. She tumbled into bed without even opening the window and slept like dead until 9 o'clock next morning. "What made you let me do it?" sb scolded Marianne when she came down to a late breakfast. "Eleven hours! I haven't slept as much &a that in any one week for ages." "It's the quiet,"' said Marianne. "You can't help sleeping here." They had a pleasant, rather dull day and retired early. There was nothing to sit up for. Besides, Mariana sV. Kirmy had come to slean. -ti: sh must sleep. The weather hai a warm and Kirmy raised. ?ov her win dows. The room was almost as close as her bedroom in tho city. And pro foundly quiet! How nice. Sb ar ranged her pillow and closed her -syea. Suddenly they sprang wide open. In the distance a clock was striking the hour, in small, evenly distinct tor.es. That clock ended and another bejau. Then another and another and another,-each louder than the last, until Marianne's own household timepiece got ready to take up the tale from the tMy"a in the'kitchra to ' the mantel pet over the fireplace. And last of all the little gilt clock which Kirmy had noticed on her own bu reau saappw' cf 9 and brought Kirmy cut of bed wih a leap. "I'll fir you," she muttered. She shook hc fnnocen gilt top angrily and e.r.n;md It Into tho bottom of a bur.v. frawer unde all her lingerie, wher t ticked lordly and cheerfully fiJ "rodent resolve to be heard if not ;: Kirmy Slett Kttle all night. She had just worn out the clock and fallen into exhausted slumber when the roosters began to crow. It seemed that everybody in Aries, even Marian ne's husband, kept fowla. "Well?" questioned Marianne, smil ing, at breakfast. Kirmy was pale and hollow-eyed, but brave. "Oh, I slept some," Bhe evaded. To herself she said, "I'll try it one more night, then " In reality she tried seven more nights. She could not go without of fending Marianne. Bx& she did not me any Arid back sleep. First clocks and then roosters, and then some Idiot girl next doot who would sit up these warm moon, light nights with her beau and was very merry about it, too. "There's no place for where," sighed por Kirmy, she fled to the city. The weather had turned cool, again and she had to leave her window down all but a crack. There were no clocks and no roosters. And how she slept! Every night she expected to be awake, but every night unconscious ness found her. If she half awoke to hear the elevated rushing by or distant chimes singng she smiled gratefully to think they were ' not roosters and clocks. "Well," said Dr. Brant, meeting her on the street one day, "how are you? Country do you good?" "Untold good," replied Kirmy. "I fan see that. Cured, eh? Sublim inal self under control, eh? Eyes bright and cheeks rosy. Wonderful! Wonderful!" Kirmy tsmiled discrcely. "W i e it ft mm 4sMp v el p e - T By Elsie Endicott RS. WE4TERS was mile when she suddenly v thought, of to stay away : from it. : .v . W doctor. excited. She passed Becky's imported hat. Accordtaglyj upstairs she went and pieces' right before her -'Wy1i2'f.v"Sn'e' rl 'did.and .then I showed it to the pig, Years have passed and Becky is a from bedroom to Suppose she should take It out of lifted the hat carefully from the box. stared for a moment and thesr.wajkpd and he er et it up!" young woman. At present she is seri- sittine room oartly the box! How pretty it looked! Since she had slowly and sorrowfully back. to. tne Mrs. winters stared, sne seemed to ousiy .-ill in the hospital. The doctors I operation and one afternoon Dr.-Smith entered the ward. He walked over to her and said, "Miss Wlalcrs?" .., i" Yes,".- said ; Bee ky . ' v on U or i a gi "Miss Winters Qer.kv don't you remember Jack Smith? ' smiled that attired in her best The mere thought was enough to gone thus far lt.surely would not mat- nouse, - -.., - j.; ;..-:r , oe -searcning lor woras. uo you nave told her that nothing can save hiac.k silk and with send her back-to the house. She hur- ter if she. tried it on. She raised it How .could, she break the news to mean to say that you went and let her life. her mouth full of ried in, grasping for breath, to say to to her head and then pushed a chair ber mother? It wouldn't be so bad the pig eat up your imported hat aft- One day, however, a strong, hand- person. pins: the surprised child: "Becky, I hap- before the bureau that she might see if her mother had not warned her, er l tramped back half a mile to tell some young man entered :the ward "Are you Jack Smith?" cncJ EocXr, Three days be- pened to think of your best hat and her reflection in the mirror. She but when she had journeyed an extra you not to even look at it?" j He spoke a few words with the house "I am," replied the great Burgeon, fore Susan Cook came back to tell you not Xo touch stood for a few moments quietly ad- mile just for that purpose oh, it was Mrs. Winters' voice was tragic. doctor and then advanced to Becky's "How can I thank you for cavlns; had' died and the it." Mrs. Winters then gave a few miring herself, , and then -, thought terrible to think of! . v - ; ., . .. , . "Yes'm," said Becky meekly. bedside. In a few words-he-told her my life, Jack?" said the girl, and th.i funeral was to take place today. more instructions and again depart what a pity it was that no one else The rest of the afternoon passed Her mother grabbed tne cat which that he was the noted Dr. Smith, the before he could reply she asked, "How' could see her." slowly away and Becky waited nerv- nung Dy tne emmney ana was auoui -great surgeon, and that he believed did you recognize me?" . WTho could she show the hat to? ousiy for her mother's' if eturn. As the to use it when her sister, Mrs. Smith, he could save her. by an operation. "When you were recovering con There was no one in the house, nor clock truck 5 Mrs. Wrterwas seen entered, accompanied by her adopted Would she consent? , sciousness after the. operation," he yard nor. The pig! Of course. walking sedately up the pa)jttl Becky's 10,-y ear-old son Jack. . She willingly consented and the op- explained, "ydu. murmured "The pig She would show the pig how pretty heart t lcfaped to 'her' mouth. Her The whipping was of course de- eration was performed. As she slow- ate my imported hat.' " ' , . - . . . t m . ..in. j . a . j., AfaMja tjr v. .. l ja wvi.- i fiviri vi Tra winroT.a ann !vi T-a smun iir tAnntrnTiAi 1 - oe . t -r- i ' t . . ... .... . True, her mother had forbidden her sne looKea. ne caiiiea out io me mumer iuumu ureu. oue vuutu pxuu- ,. . i, 10,5, "uw iue euecis 01 me oacity iaugnea. i think I- was to go near it, but then she would pen. holding up her skirts as if she ably be cross, so she decided .to delay adjourned to the sitting-room to talk, ether she murmured: "The pig ate more grateful that day. than I am for only just look at it were quite a young lady. She reach- the telling of her story "'. while Becky entertained Jack with the my imported; hat" haying my. life spared," she said. Becky's father was a sea captain ed it at last and stood on tiptoe, that After changing the black silk for a story of her hat Many of the doctors smiled, while The doctor then departed, but and on one. of his voyages bad bought the pig might have a better view of blue cauco. Mrs. fv.miers, aig;,: "4. n, .xuu u e sam xji: bidhb asicea quicKiy, "What is the turned each day. for the next mont. for .Beckv this wonderful hat The her finery. She was enjoying nerseir saw Miraaay mess ana sire eara- sne Biaicxunjr. "" . BuiuS ;uuuS laoy e. name r mucn to the Surprise of other doctoi At last she was dressed. Her bon- ed. Left alone, Becky wandered from net strings were tied exactly in the room to room, searching, for some right place, her black mitts were thing with which to occupy her time, ionned, and the pause for a moment Suddenly an inspiration came. The to give final instructions to Becky, her hat!. The very thing, 8-year-old daughter, who was to. be ,ert at home alone. Now, Becky," directed Mrs. Win ers, "if anybody calls, tell 'em your na ain't to home. Be sure and don't ) far from the house." Becky listened attentivley to her mother's instructions, promised1 obe iience, and soon Mrs.' Winters depart ed. Sue had walked perhaps a half- hat was laid away for use only on immensely when O, horror of hor- was cbming over sonidHy. next week to use the cat hen you entered. nok!rtT,t t,w -,riU nrnh. tors! The beauiful imnorted felt hat to see your imported tat" "Huh! That's nothing," scoffed Jack. ably never have thought of looking at fell from her head to the pen. The "Er mother," began Becky, "I er "I'm gng to save lots of people it had not her mother admonished her animal made a sudden rush, planted I thought you wouldn't mind if I when I grow up. Im going to be a Other Ancinii miss wmters," replied the house The old friendship was renewed doctor. "She is a stranger in the and it soon became apparent to all clty-" that it had developed into somethin Becky rapidly recovered after the closer than friendship. ; 1 7 A V s A V 'A I vmfi 0 fa yes j By Wait Gregg 1 , t 4ot while secretly disappointed nec-:-Mr Atwood narrowed his .eyeSi,.. slow , future ljke .onR . of turrt CANT, dear, l just romante, wu ' so near her Uftingiene of the rainbow bubbles to dinners: She woulxl go to live in a promised that much, but he would Impulsively she wrote a note to Up the sputtering gas t a glorias cant do it; youmusi mai vue "C1U tne ngfet. "Rather good glass service very correct house with a conven- never laugh with her over nothing, Rodney Taft asking bim to come to vision anuwered her Mnlie. Sharriy see that yourself, x own age. hPO Arm', vrwi. think?" tional.recention room, and would have as those bovs and riris'at the other her. and -the next morn inc. when tshe tMi) at - Kr nk : immkIi .v want some beauty in my life, boy. I'm parties, vieA tn tMnv dinner thev have here, x ' . a u-L m v. 1 1 t-.t- Vit-kv ottortinn frnm nannla In t n t iroenmo (inturtainm pYlto wnpra evervDOUV ueneu viaTiiituciic wit 0i,n,uiWu llUiU . v., i b...Uv,...u .w............ table were laughing, as she ached phoning, Mr. Atwood as usual, to bat the faint i pray o wrtokle Jin in my lire, Doy. i m pa rtic , , naid her compli- a laughing group of young, people at Thomas, Mr. Atwood, would always be to laugh. He was the best man in the thank him for his flowers, she told had been drlrewaway qr tb Mxiati4 nw ; Tndfree- ments. Small wonder they admlr- the . next table, who were exclaiming very, very good to ner and never deny worm,- out tnere. eirl's ed her, slenderly fashioned, quaint over a 'Very pretty," she said roung,, and luxury and free' A ' rry, rrirl' ot-t-. r,t mannner. with doves' eyes, and a had jilst won fill but firm delectable profile. She spoke in low politely. lUi 5' SfioSt tones which nulled at the "We might nick up some of this for slirr. v,,.ii. j Vi oo ror'o hen rtstrin es. our rtOUiiP, --..ua, uuj iou, lumcu ana; : . he suggested. bewilderment By the time Clairabelle found her- Clairabelle staxtea. "Are we gomg AwekIaterCSbeneKentprom self, at ease among Mr. Atwood's hhBn we WtomarrvThAm,. a-j frimds she .beean to be a trifle bored: "Why, yes, l tnougni so, wnen we r. who' was presWent of the they were so much older than she tire of traveling and settle aown v comnarr ia presiaeni: oi me . j were once mor& irresist- auu a very nice man in- " a ... . , v.n .-u, ..... . . ... i-i. ,..v.. ,.. 39efl. Even Rodner aereed to this, is the strongest note in nature. She ibiy. drawn " uere: me muq jb euu m-u r. AtwnS .Lte13tS: w HPlihted one evenine when Mr. the young folks were now in a per- heels."... . , ? 'pulling tMfle thic fl ":r;c".r": Atwood lueeested that they might feet fury of mirth, but again her "But you used, to repel all board- ...,, " o10LimC) cv. - , , - , c-. -Amneti its wav to ftr um scarcely notice that his hair with propriety ame ai some pudiic u Vnlor shouH von JtMnning. He would not let Clair- place, since ftbey ad no other en- attention. V hat . color suW jou rtUe go to the office any more, but gagement for toe night. They went choose foi your reception rooui. e ployed a lank voune man in her to the newest and most luxurious ho- was asking. .: ,: . n . DI&ca dA , younBmar n i h wf-o Clairabelle dug her teeth into her . . v- uxSkJVM. n. Il llllUinU tr. KJ3 r !.,a68, but nia.1rnh.al I Tilpatipd for Wa8 .ee monthc riaUv "T'wa novor nnd -i Hardo Ikefeel.4t "Why .Las he been writing anything Caiit. .Klddv lowered, his 4l.ek fllg. about dentistry?" "The boarders are coming in!" he "Yes, rather suggestive of it. In de- shouted. "Me to: the, open water, sorimng a storm on the lake he wrote the ship had d difficult time nut of the teeth of the Kale.' " Just as in the days -ft . were no dreams in him rather peremptorily not to call laughter... that evening. ''Oh!" she sighed ecstati.Mrtly -fhls At 8 p, m. Clairabelle, garbed in is the happiest way," uid 6 tsriU tta. one of her oldest, and shabbiest frocks,1 gled to her fingertip ar ttc !ci.'3it met the bewildered youth in the stiff of Rodney's, slim boyiir-j. a.t the parlor, hat on and- wrap In hand, dreams which slept la '. "You're to take me to the movies," eyes. she declared; at sight of him a ra- . ; O- - diant glow had suffused her luminous " Making the CanflMs?. B.tSc pallor. "Candidates com in f thrafrh dm. D89n i the city, where the orchestra Clairabelle oug ner ie w wo ur composed of individual artists, lips and listened pauently. bhe did the dancers and singers were not yawn, once, but when at the end wrirf renowned. There were softly- of the .evening ne genuy xisseQ ner ers 7 bantered the pirate crew. "Ah, but you don't know summer boarders, my lads. You couldn't re pel them with, an earthquake. If they gtt aboard iher won't ,De enough rood left fir th pet parrot. . . ror iont herore .a is piratical caree CapX: Ki4i W run a iiekcerol tod I wa;t 1Z'ZZZ m haiit.ifnl'rttnn..:'in mi-- good-night, and sne iohiiu nerseu m country . uchi-i r.s - xin xnew ovorj Buifiie r- " i'-,?,! V' C bu,Uhv HHIa hoarrfina- hnnno whit v. Even as they descended the front ming up" votes, eh?" ti- brooe stoop uiairaueue began to pretend peddier. 1 suppon Zxzy nf fiLijutAs before her en- babies, as usual?" gagement "We're 'eloping." she The fanur' wife fcs w. rCJs whispered, "and theft's your hated tad suttbennet lanched. ' . rival passing across the street; he's "KUslng U old sjpw,- the tall messenger boy. hdirryiiig so that you woii't oatoh a responded. Tb rA :n41t thrt "Aad 1 feel sick." growled the nhort glimpse of his face. stopped ,blp4. Vtil Ai messenger, boy... "De supe gives sne a Rodney, ever quick to repfmd. In- :!iisrMh. i"-- NVw, 1? tK jjrt message nnd says: 'Hurry thi alone stantly, Cftught her moodt "Lfs one. apwt 9 ta - v?v cvl it r and you !! be !x time to see di big overtake hJm and it "tlj dare thl. ftuaftr Ars , iff.ru th 'You look sick, pard!" remarked -fiame- I tUcrgbt it ! was . lbJl defy us. W-ience other girls have, ,..aas beean raculous frocks and exquisitely worn her own shabby little boarding house what summer. larders boo mi sW; 1,savea slgh Waste tff -C1c: d fnr tu mi,. . . wa1AiAvt b.A r4Tt fera lfif- of rellCf kr. A .f fffr; "r . The flaring gaslight beside her Mizerly-My- wife 4 aeted wita of bridge between arfeimch-of ftret h w. u Kl: rr.r ".U.nw ht her ar.hrt dressmi! mirror reflected her wor.i, a wasting disc-ase. . . ; , goils." J'.r. - " rvl hP to aTl th. iit white image with startling distinct- Wfzem-Wasting game and ran twenty -blois." f yC: ' Great snio!.fc! And was it a base- ba:i. game:'"' ' tcrod and xltrfiA. n4 tlayed - Mf ."Naw, it was a milk-and-water game Jckes u.tw: thy bk-tat :lcr ing house.- "i suppose this is the last time," 'he And. o tho At-td-old gun of youth cut. half a ;s it v -4 r.vh 1 a spin, taa .mirattl ocat- xrV"...1 Zr :: ness. .and she leaned-forward -with a bnM ,r;V ,rtirrJ?"BS." : t nv .eYen- horrified cry. "How old and faded I v. cue Kll'Jl lirilll. . r v. w : --i . . .. . . . s .J , I Pearls arft v;!,,," h mur ina they -oaironized some famous cafe look, sne uiougui u aiu;, uu - , v " . - - - - - ... . . - - - - -I .T T It I,. V,AnMK1A7 V si T Tflfl mil. , disease i Mizetly Yes ; she has a: bad case ;of the shopping habit. - & j.y .: .' ers 10 them, at . least iromu any rem ,,iu u "t , merriment. Always Clairabelle felt making me. happy, Easy Uncle Sam. Stubb Great Inventor. Penn Indeed! What did he Invent? Force 'of Habit.; Stubb Why, he Invented an air- that, young 'cub' renort- shin. It went up tri the air two miles. before he came with us?'.' then came down in the water and ing him, she ran up the front . stoop. ' i- C By the Ola Gate. "When the old farmer asSti. iT, said, "I I thank you, dear, for the where you were last night I heard ym evening" , tell him you were playing with tr-c Clairabelle held him with a bewil- farm hands," remarked the first board derlng smile. : 'Dp, you. stil, lik-e me er from the city. a little bit?" she asked provokingly. "Yoh bet I was." laughed the sec His arms shot out. but swiftly el ud- ond boarder from the city. "What-, were you playing? Cards? asked the managing editor ;- yJ&Tsz&i people were. Claira- herself to be arti outsider. a looker-on -out a iranie little motner, at in iuu ui 'nucio. Then deliberately ciairabeue sat "Believe he was a dentist, respond- herself' doWn to think of the future ed the assistant. Jr? tremulous over LT,S' wbU Wrtrft ,on- "Ah. t thought so! sunk.".: - . Pifena What did he. do with. It? Stubb Why, he sold it to the gov ornmAnt ja submarine boat "I'll telephone , you In the morning," "No, 'just playing Cupid's game ol she whispered' back. "I can't say any hands. ; You see, these farm hands more no, because, you see, I'm still belonged to the pretty daughter of tht neftert r fftirx.- . Aid farmar." . -' it J : ii Ii HI t ..--5;'0'r" r