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begin here today PETER LYSTER ha* Inst Ins memory fropi sht ll shock mi Prance. t’lifln rottiming to Lon don he fails <« recognize VAN jUMWtABY, the Rirl to "hpm In^Qcifllmc engaged before he went away. Nan, broken hearted. returns t:> her heme to care for her three motherless stepbrothers. She ha> seen Pcicr often since he came to slay with JOHN ARNOTT at the home of Arnett's widowed sister, near the Marraby estate, hot Peter has failed to show an> signs of recognition. Driven to desperation by I’cterY apparent indifference and her father's financial diffi cult iis. Nan agree:-. to marry HAR! !■! SBETON, nkonej lender. yin, has told her that I’tfcr is also in his debt. Through chance I'cte ■ h am. the true state of affairs nd con spires with JOAN ENDK'OTT, who is vi siting Nan. to find out why sh-1 is marrying Scifon. One of the boys is carrying a note from Joan to Peter, when he is inter cepted by Sefton. Me shows his dislike of the hay b> starting to shake him and discovers the note. Nan rushes to the liny’s aid and gives battle to the bully. Peter has also heard the cries Hnd joins (he group. Heft on's tongue brings a thrashing at tin hands e.f Peter, who after lie lias finished turns on his heel and walks away. Nan and the hoy return to the house, where Joan wants to know what has happ ted. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Nan answered mechanically: •Mr. Sefton tried to thrash Claudio nnd I hit him." She laughed mirthlessly ;then add ed, with sudden passion: “I wish l had killed hint.” “And Mr. L.vster came,” Claudio piped in," "and he fought him, and o»— it was lovely!” he added with oa th .miasm. Joan looked at Nan guiltily. She was longing to know what had be come of her note, hut she >vas afraid to ask. ' Nan went on into the house, and Joan grabbed Claudio. “Mv note—.did lie have it? The note I gave you." She was in despair when she heard that. Sefton had got it. She rushed after Nan into the house. “1 wish you would tell me what it’s all about,” she said urgently. “I ean’i make head or tail of it all. Why d: I Mr. Sefton hit Claudio? 1 thought you were engaged to him." So 1 was. I must have been mu-1. I i-ever want to see him again" “And—and—Peter Lvster?” Jean a: ked hesitatingly. Nan did not answer. That night, when the hoys weie safely in bed, and Joan was in her own room writing her daily letter to the adored Tim, Nun sat down nivl looked the future squarely in the face. “Play-actor. The man who forgot —conveniently forgot!” What a pit tor sneer there had been in the words. Supposing it were true! She sa. there with her elbows on the table, staring into the darkness behind the yellow lamplight, fear in her eyes. She had not drawn the blinds in the schoolroom. It was not quite dark out;. !e, and she had left one of the - indows open to lei in the cool nignt air. The consciousness came to her sud denly that someone was out there in the garden, watching her, that she v as not alone Panic seized her supposing it were Sefton. She started to hei feet and went to the window. She flung it back to its farthest extent and leaned out into the sleep ing garden. “Who is it? Who is there?” -.he asked urgently. And the answer came back in Peter Lyster’s voice: “It is 1, Nan—Peter—let me conic 111 ...” b or some moments slit couui not find voice with which to answer him; the blood was hammering in her t em ples; a throbbing pulse seemed to he choking her. . - Peter came closer to the window, she could not hear his quick breath ing, and suddenly he put up his hand ami caught her’s in .0 hard grip. ‘ Let me come in,” he said again, t'.nd there was a sort of anguish in his voice. "Oh, lor God s sake, Nan. . . ” He bent his head and kissed ncr hard before she could stop him, aim could feel how hot his lips were; it war. as if some magic wand had waved them both back—he and she —to the days which she thought had gone for ever. The room seemed close and suffo cating; she longed to get out of it into the night air where she could breathe; she answered him in an agi tated whisper. . . . ‘ I’ll come out . , . wait a mo ment, HI come out . . ” But he did not release her hand. “You promise?” he asked, and then again: “You promise me that v>u will?" “Yes, yes.” She hardly knew what she was saying. She stood for a moment in the hall listening. T! ere was no sound from upstairs, n't from the kitchen Mary was dron i1 ;• the,chorus of a popular son,' to ht rFelf as she limited away on .he wooden tublo ironing her aprons. Nan found herself listening uncon sciously to the sentimental words: -Tnere's a long, long night of wait ing—till my dreams all conic tree TIM the day when I II he going down the long, long trail to you." Mary’s voice was shrill and un lovely and she sang in too high a hey, hut there was a sort of pathos .. the sound, as if in some corner of the little maid's heart there lurk t. romance with a capital letter. Nun. gave a half-laugh that seemed to break and die in her heart. She wus : o nervous she hardly knev. what she was doing, hu, the litth hit about the dreams all coming true ; corned to strike home to her. "This is a drem,” she thought ;s site crossed the Iffill and opened the front door. "This is a dream, but orm v. aii h will never come true.” And she went out and down the dark pashway to meet Peter. "Nan. . . ." She felt rather than saw that his uriiis went out to her, and she sh’V c tv I away with a little movement of feai “(Hi, no . . . no," she said i 1 a whisper. She turned away from him to wards the gate. “Let us go out I can’t breathe," she said with a sort; of wildness He walked beside her silently till they ■weir out in the road. Kvcrytbing was very still here— th re was a faintly iridescent ‘ light Who is it? Who is there? as if .somewhere behind ihe clouds u ■in on was shining, and when Nan looked at hint Peter’s face looked gray in the eerie light of it. ' Pve so much to say to you,” he begun incoherently. “1 don’t Know '■’here to begin ... 1 feel—I feel as if I’ve walked through the world blindfolded for the fast weeks an<l t that today—only today someone has mi i the bandage front my eyes . .” Ho stopped suddenly—he stood before her. "If was not play-aeting, Nan,” hf said hoarsely "I swear if 1 neve speak again that it was not." He was shaking all over; his voire was wrung with agitation. Nan could not speak—unconscious ly she put out her hand and caught at Peter to steady herself, and the next moment she was in his arms He held her to his heart as if lie could never let her go. He spoke fi i ltsli, incoherent words of love, to which she listened like one in* o dream. And all the time she kept : .tolling herself that that was all v.i: a dream a dream; that she l n i st keep her head, or she would die when the hitter awakening came Presently, with an effort, she wrench e I herself free. • "Oh, don't please—please.” They were close to the stile that led into the wood now. Nan leaned her arms on the top l>ar and laid her head down on them with a orcadful feeling of faintness, and for a long moment neither of them spoke. "li 1 raise my head, or look up, 1 shall find that he isn’t there at all,” she was telling herself despairingly. ‘‘1 know that it's only what I’ve been imagining. Oh, how shall l hear it!” And thin she felt his hrul on hers — felt the close pressure of his fin gers and heard him speaking to her, ‘‘You don't believe me. Nan, I know—and you’ve got to! I’ve got to make you. I don’t know how to l*e gin—1 don’t know whai to say—it's — it's as if I've been through a long illness. I’m so ashAmed hut it hasn’t been my fault. Oh. I beg of you to believe me. ‘I know—I know,” She spoke breathlessly She hated that note of pai.i in his voice, but as yet she could no but little to help him. “It takes some forgetting,” she said in a stifled voice. “I will try— oh, I will—but you don't know how hard it's been ... I thought 1 should have died.” “I eould kill myself with'shame— with remorse, Nan, you know how | I love you . . . We were to Lave | heel married when I came home. He let her hand go suddenly and I «>i - red her 10 turn to him. The mile moonlight shone full on her face with its tortured eyes, and with it littl ■ stifled exclamation Pater put lb.-, hand over them, as if he could r<n I heat to see their pain. He remember ed he as so brave and plucky—-why even at the very last moment when tbev said good by before he went to France she hail smiled at him with hr little crooked smTie though her cyt s had been drowned in tears. Then all at once the tears came to Nan with overwhelming relief, wash ing the last trace id' bittern; ss and hardness from her heart. Peter kept his arms round her tightly; he did not speak, blit fr< m time to time he kissed her hair rid ’hr little hit of face whi;h was all he could see, and the slim tremblmg hand that clutched the lapel of his coat as if even now she Wits nt'rtid to let him go. He had never known Nan to break down like this before, and il cut hint to the heart. She was always so chiery aid brave—it told him only too surely what she had suffered. (To He Continued) Educated Crook Now Coming Back Milwaukee, Wis.—Six years npro Waller McDaniels entered the. peni tentiary of Waupung—a convicted gunman, daring desperate youth who believed he never had had a chance ,n life. On May 28 McDaniels is to be re leased from prison by executive or der, a qualified electrical engineer and inventor of electric devices for which he holds valuable patents. Back of the pen.tentiary walls where many believe that most men give up hope and fall into routine until the day comes for them to go back into the world, McDaniels plan ned a now life, even though the tourt had order > . him confined 2~> year- Vis oducu.. • n had ! oi.n lecud, so McDcmeis, t .rough a Uni c> - : v of Wiscon in j ci'st. took - n sinioit | He ;wi to pav for ih e «•!.•»» meant h<’ rad t.o. vv | !:i : p -on. ' o ■' li.ng arithmetic’, : i".a and electrical i mlhematics. Thru full : in i k trical i .igineev n; ; i vi’ ir inat or.s he* made > extension arithmetic, course and ir!; over time h to >k up engineering • 'Vi I’ courses ' studies. In i_! grades. 11.“" Christmas presents may he roughly divided in..o two classes—those wo don’t like and those we don’t get. The oniy trouble with laughing at yout troubles is you soon run out of troubles to laugh at. Telling a girl how cold your fei stay on winter nights may save her from marrying you this spring. *s«* 9 Wall Paints were Tested ‘•-and Devoe was selected A LARGE corporation had this test mads. 9 leading brands cf fla£ vail paint were tested by a skilled painter. Then 4 judges examined and rated each paint. As a result, the Company standardized on Devoe Velour Finish! For in Velour Finish there arc combined these qualities: Et.sc c/ application — Appearance—Washability—Dura bility-Economy. Devoe Velour Finish is guaranteed to render satisfaction when ap plied according to directions. 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Architecture, Northern Italian. ** Un&iplicatfd Features of the Resort of First Magnitude of the Land of the Shy Largest Resort Lake—shaped like a starfish, with straightway* for motorboats as long as four miles— ample space for regattas and water carnivals—broad lathing beaches of natural sand—-c a autos and amuse ment piers—facilities for every aquatic sport—-bordered by a beautiful shore line boulevard; forty miles long Finest Mountain Scenery;—Lake fcure Valley is 4»pr cered by the beautiful Chimney Ilock Mountains, narrow mg into Hickory Nut Gap. where the new paved Fair Highway, 26 miles to Asheville, winds its curving way by easy grade over the Blue Ridge—a 50-minute trip abounding in a variety of glorious scenic view*— Fa rued Chimney Rock, ascended last year by 50.000 per son*-—Cliff Dwellers Inn—The Dining Pavilion in the Clouds -Hickory Nut Falls to Devil’s Head — Exclama tion Point—alt scenic marvel* to be found in every col lection uf Wgstern North Carolina views. Bottomless Pools—a succession of beautiful cascades for more than a mile down the ravine of Pool Creek, pouring into smooth-worn glacial "pots” of unknown depth, . - , • ; Light and Power—Generated at the great dam. from daily overflow, without lowering level of lake Dam is 104 feet high. 555 feet across*—10,000 cubic yard* of rr .ipforced concrete anchored into bed of granite more an cent than the Alps Can ^|secn now under construction On Mam Highway No 20 frpm the Mountains to the Pm w A hi wlU to Wilmington—hard surfaced from Cl-iTl. tte to U»ke Lurf, excepting 35 miles of excellent 1 and v ii: . # h»c|i is to be hard surfaced lhi* sum c WsTriangle is the Center of Real Estate Gctivity in Western North Carolina Acti\ities in Western North Carolina have already attracted nation-wide attention. Men and money are coming in from everywhere, every day. Many hotels that were nev<^ full in February have been turning people away. 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