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. ;
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, 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.
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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." . -'
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