Converting Gwendolyn, By MARTHA COBB SANFORD. Copyrighted, 138 by Ass)ciated Literary Press. At twenty Gwendolyn Rand was un- deniably a personality to be reckoned with. “l don't see where you get such ways, Gwendolyn,” complained her mother. “Why, at your age I"— “Yes, indeed,” corroborated Mr. Rand, “at your age, Gwendolyn, your mother had settled down—she wasn't running around after all the young men in the neighborhood.” “Oh, daddy.” remonstrated Gwen- dolyn. “I think you might be a little more gallant.” “Well, well, the young men weren't all running after her, then,” amended Mr. Rand, softening at the hurt look in Gwendolyn’s big brown eyes. “But it doesn’t look well either way. 1 can't understand where” — “Mother was brought up in a con- vent, you remember. I'm the product of coeducation,” ventured Gwendolyn in explanation, “H'm,” reflected Mr. Rand. “That may be the reason, but the remedy is your Aunt Abiatha.” Gwendolyn gave « little gasp of ap- prehension. “Yes, my dear,” continued Mr. Rand, “your mother and I have decided to send you down to Florida to spend the winter with your Aunt Abiatha.” “She will teach you the things a girl of your age ought to know, daugh- ter,” added Gwendolyn’s mother dole- fully, “things which I have somehow failed to make you take an interest in” “In other words, I'm to be sent to a convent,” exclaimed Gwendolyn as she swished out of the room, her head high in air. but her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Aunt Abiatha's spacious, old fashion- ed house merited kinder verdict than Gwendolyn bestowed upon it at first glance, Once up in her cozy bedroom, however, with its chintz covered four poster and French windows opening out on to a little rose covered porch the girl's heart melted in spite of her- self, and she threw both arms around Aunt Abiatha, completely submissive— for the time being. But after the novelty of dusting, sewing and cooking began to resolve itself into routine Gwendolyn suddenly balked. “Now | know how to do all these prosaic things, Aunt Ablatha,” she ar- gued, “what's the use of doing them day after day? There are so many real live things to do in the world. Let's give a garden party or some- thing, Aunt Ablatha. Are there any male inhabitants in Centerville that we could hire to come, do you think?” “Gwendolyn, my dear, how you talk! Of course there are,” Aunt Abiatha was startled into admitting. “There's young Jack Hayward for one.” “What's he like?” “Very thoughtful and polite,” replied Aunt Ablatha loyally. “He comes of one of our best families.” “Poor thing!” muttered Gwendolyn. “What did you say, dear?” “I asked what he does for a living?’ prevaricated Gwendolyn unblushingly. “Why, he manages his father's es- tate, of course. He's a country gen- tleman.” “Oh,” commented Gwendolyn indif- ferently, “he must be a very provin- cial kind of person! 1 don’t think I should like him.” “Well, of all things, Gwendolyn!” bristied Aunt Abiatha. “Of course you'd like him. Every oue does. I'll ask him to call.” An afternoon or two later as Gwen- dolyn was reclining in the hammock on her little porch engrossed in a nov- el she became suddenly conscious that the front doorbell had been ringing for some time. On the veranda below she could hear Aunt Abiatha rocking to and fro. “The frout doorbell's ringing. Aunt Abiatha!” she called, jumping up. “If it's that ‘polite and thoughtful young country gentleman,’ please don't dis- turb me. I'm in the midst of an aw- fully exciting love story.” A hearty masculine laugh followed Gwendolyn’s declaration. It aroused her curiosity, but also her indignation, and she re-established her- self in the hammock, determined not to display the slightest interest, what- ever happened. But the next thing she heard startled her into a sitting posture. “Now, Aunt Abiatha, will you intro- duce us?’ Gwendolyn, walking to the rail of the porch, could hardly believe her eyes. There, on the roof of the veran- da, not ten feet away from her, sat an extremely good looking young man. And there on the lawn stood Aunt Abiatha, the picture of dismay and disapproval. “Gwendolyn,” she called up, “this is Mr. Heyward. Jack, my niece, Miss Rand. I never saw such goings on in my life. Go right into your room, Gwendolyn!” Gwendolyn did not budge. She only laughed and laughed, until Aunt Abia- tha finally joined in. But such a triangular situation was not over encouraging, especially since Aunt Abiatha refused to leave her an- gle of observation, so eventually they all adjourned to the downstairs veran- da for afternoon tea. “80 you're a climber, Mr. Heyward?” Gwendolyn observed archly, taking ad- vantage of Aunt Ablatha's absence in the kitchen. “Given sufficient incentive — yes,” Jack answared lightly. “TI couldn't stand down there below, you know, and let a fellow in a book get ahead of me.” “Get ahead of you?’ “Well, absorb your interest to the ex- clusion of a real human being,” ex- plained Jack. “You took an awful risk,” laughed Gwendolyn. “Oh, that was nothing,” Jack boast- ed. “I'm used to all sorts of athletic stunts, you know.” “That isn't the kind of risk I meant exactly,” Gwendolyn enlightened him. “Well, how did you like him?” beam- ed Aunt Abiatha after the caller's de- parture, “Not very well,” said Gwendolyn, shaking her head dublously. “He's so bold and conceited.” “But, my dear,” hastily interposed Aunt Ablatha., “You mustn't judge him from first appearances. Jack was a little queer today. I don’t know what was the matter with him. But we'll have him in often, and you must be polite to him, Gwendolyn.” And that was how a most audacious courtship came to be carried on right under Aunt Abiatha'’s eyes, “Gwendolyn,” asked Jack dreamily one sunny morning as they sat to- gether in the fragrant rose garden, “how did you ever happen to come down to this quiet little spot anyhow? I should imagine you'd love all the gay things of life—dances, theaters, din- ners and all that, you know. Don't you?” “No, you're all wrong,” answered Gwendolyn slowly, hiding ber face in the flowers she had gathered. “I love something ouite different.” For a few minutes the birds in the garden had it all to themselves, so suddenly still were the two people who sat there. “Gwendolyn,” Jack finally found himself asking in a husky voice quite unlike his own, “do you really love it down here—the quiet, lazy life we lead?” Gwendolyn nodded, but did not lift her face. “Love It enough to stay with me. dearest?” Gwendolyn nodded again. “Look up at me, you fraud,” Jack commanded, taking her joyfully into his arms. “yl can't,” blinking. eye.” “Oh, let me get it out, sweetheart,” implored Jack sympathetically. “What it it, darling?” “A tear, I think,” confessed the mis- chievous Gwendolyn. Half an hour later Jack sat talking with Aunt / biatha on the porch. Gwen- Gwendolyn protested, “There's something in my dolyn was scribbling her daily line to her mother “Rend thot, Aunt Ablatha,” the girl called suddenly, holding out a sheet of note paper. “It has something about you In it.” And this is what the astonished Aunt Ablatha read: Dearest Mother and Dad—I want you to come down here just as quickly as you can. I am to be married at Aunt Abin- tha's two weeks from today. The wed- ding will be very quiet. Aunt Ablatha fully approves of my engagement—in fact, she has done everything in her power to bring it about. Please bring my trous- seau along with you. Your loving GWENDOLYN. P. 8.—His name is Jack Montgomery Heyward, and he's just as nice as his name. I can cook and sew and dust. G. He Liked the Sound. Mr. Goff has a humor peculiarly his own. He looks at the world in a half amused, half induigent manner some- times very annoying to his friends. One day when in town he dropped info a restaurant for lunch. It was a tidy although not a pretentious estab- lishment. After a good meal he called i the waitress and inquired what kind of pie could be had. “Appleplemincepieraisinpieblueberry- plecustardpiepeachpieandstra wberry- shortcake,” the young woman repeated glibly. “Will you please say that again?” he asked, leaning a trifle forward. The girl went through the list at lightning rate. “Andstrawberryshort- cake!” she concluded, with emphasis. “Would you mind doing it once more?’ he said. The waitress looked her disgust and started in a third time, pronouncing the words in a defiantly clear tone. “Thank you,” he remarked when she had finished. “For the life of me I can't see how you do it. But I like to hear it. It’s very interesting, very. Give me apple ple, please, and thank you very much.”—Youth's Companion. Recognized Likeness. A Parisian dandy of the first water, the Comte de 8., had a crayon picture of himself made, which he afterward pretended to find fault with. “It does not bear the slightest resem- blance to me,” he said, “and I will not take it.” The artist protested, but all to no avail. “All right, monsieur,” he re- marked finally, “if it is not at all like you, of course I can't reasonably ex- pect to get paid for it." After the count had left the painter added to the portrait a magnificent pair of ass’ ears and exhibited it to the gaze of the curious public. 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