March 1, 1912.
Bellefonte, Pa.,
When Angeline
Came Home.
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“Yes, we're awful glad to get back. 1y pjtten all the tenpenny nails
to town,” confided the twelve-year-old |
sister of the young woman whose spe- |
cial young man was calling for the!
first time since the family returned
from the lake.
“Er—Miss Angeline—your sister—Is |
she glad, too?” inquired the young
man craftily.
“My goodness, yes!” said the small
girl in surprise. “She's the gladdest
of us all. Angeline didn't seem tO
care for any of the things that were
real fun, like Ted and | did—she was |
always afraid of getting sunburned or;
something. | don’t think when you |
grow up there is much left in life to
enjoy. All Angeline wanted to do was |
to put on another dress and do up her
hair and moon around with the count.”
The young man sat up straight. “The :
count?” he repeated inquiringly, with
a hasty glance at the stairs. “Who,
was he?” |
“Why, didn't you know there was a.
real count at the lake?” asked the
small girl in surprise.
thought Angeline would have written
you about him, because that was all
she could talk or think about.
“When she found his name on the
register,” went on the small girl, “I
thought she'd have a fit or something, ,
for she came rushing upstairs and |
dragged out her best white embroid-
ered linen suit.
“ ‘Why, she said to mother, ‘did |
put on this horrid, cheap blue ging
ham for breakfast this morning? Do
you suppose he was the one who sat
at the next table?
“1 was excited, too,
asked her if he would walk on a tight
rope, or something, she pushed me out
of the room.
as excited as Angeline and rushed
around whispering together. Ted and
1 decided that he must have two heads,
or something, so we started out to find
bim. There was a strange man read:
ing a magazine in the arbor and when |
we walked in and asked, ‘Are you a
count?’ he stared and then he laughed.
After that he said he wasn't, but he'd
be pleased to direct us to the end of
the pier, where we could pursue our
inquiries.
“There was another strange man
there and I didn’t like him half so well
as the first one. He kept jumping
around and his eyes snapped and we
stared at him a long time, till he al
most jumped at us. Then | asked
him, ‘Are you a count? And please
tell us what you count?
“1 don’t think he liked us, because
he threw up his hands and dashed
away.
“He acted different with Angeline.
He was always leaning over her chair
and smiling and his voice sounded like
the inside of marshmallows. There
wasn't any other girl there as pretty
as Angeline, so, of course, she cut out
all the others.”
“She did, did she?” remarked the
young man in tense tones, with an-
other glance at the stairs. “Go on!”
“Oh, my, yes!” sald the small girl
“She told mother she guessed if any
of those washed out, uninteresting
girls there thought they were going to
get ahead of her they were mistaken.
Mother got real patronizing to the
other women and was always talking
about estates and family trees and
how Angeline was such a sweet and
lovely and brilliant girl that she had
Trustful
“] should have
‘soon to be a large extra dividend.
but when |
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Apolonia
If old Jedediah Haymaster had real-
in
two that people invariably mentioned |
when called upon to describe his char-
acteristics and abilities, he would
have accumulated quite a little scrap
iron heap by the time he was sixty-
five. As it was, what he had accu-
mulated was the awed dislike of his
townsmen and a collection of stocks,
bends and mortgages that would sink
a ship.
Jed Haymaster could make money
with his eyes shut and one hand tied
behind him. Make it he did, with no
quarter for the innocent bystander. :
Having all these years of practice |
behind him, it was easy for him to in- |
dite the letter to Mrs. Daw. Apolonia
Daw had come to town a few years
before as the bride of Henry Daw, who
had died shortly after. His young
widow had continued to reside in the
pretty cottage Daw built for her, her
small income sufficing for her quiet
needs.
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Most of this income came in the
shape of dividends from her stock in
the Haymaster engine works. This |
stock her husband had purchased |
cheap when old Jedediah had started |
this, the tenth of his big enterprises.
Jedediah disliked women mixed up
in his business affairs and entitled to
participate in the annual meetings of |
stockholders—and, besides, there was
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Whoever held Mrs. Daw’s stock at
that happy time naturally would get
the fat dividend upon it.
Therefore Jedediah wrote her that
it had occurred to him that she might
like to invest her money in govern-
ment bonds or something else solid
and trustworthy instead of having it
‘in engine stock, which, while good,
“All the grown up women were just
might he seriously affected by some
unexpected disaster. He would, in the
generosity of his heart, take her stock
off her hands, now that the dangers |
of possessing it had been made clear
to her, and he remained hers respect-
fully. :
Apolonia Daw wrote ack on paper
faintly scented with violets. She said
she certainly appreciated his deep in-
terest in her affairs, because she had
a business way since she had been
left alone. It touched her greatly.
But the fact that he was at the head
of the engine works gave her such a
| sense of security that she had never
worried a bit about her stock. The
Haymaster engine works was just as
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Teeth Were
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found very little genuine kindness in |
Artificial
By Peegy Powens
“Jack, dear, be sure to come home |
early,” said young Mrs. Clark.
“Why, Kate, what's up?” |
“Have you forgotten the Mortons |
and Healys are coming for dinner?” |
“Believe me, 1 won't forget it
again. I'll be in time to change my
collar. Good-by! Hope your first
dinner will be a howling success.
Mrs. Clark was busy arranging the
flowers for the table when her best
friend called for a few minutes’ chat.
“You're the cutest little housekeep-
er!” exclaimed Lillian. “How happy
you must be in this darling bunga-
low!”
“I'd be supremely happy except for
one thing. If I tell you, promise on
your honor you'll never repeat it to
a soul.”
“i'l be as mum as a safety deposit
vault,” rejoined Lillian. “What's this
awful mystery?” |
“All my front teeth were knocked |
out in a frightful automobile accident |
when I was a school girl,” began Mrs.
Clark. !
“That's ancient history now,” inter-
rupted Lillian. ]
“Not to Jack, however.
the least conception that mine are
artificial.” i
“He married you for better or worse
and he's better off than having to pay |
dentist bills.” i
“Why don’t you tell him?"
“Impossible! Jack was absolutely
shocked when he discovered my
He hasn't |
“Do You Doubt My Veracity, Kate?”
switch and false puffs, and scandal
solid as the Bank of England to her | ized the first time he noticed my pink
with his keen judgment and strong
hand at the helm. So, thanking him
again, she remained his most grate.
fully.
Jedediah read this with his face
gscrewed' up in a tight knot. “The
woman's more of fool than most of
em!” he said as he dipped his pen
in ink. “She hasn't sende enough to
| get scared!”
This time he wrote that her trust
in him was, indeed, flattering, but that
he was only a weak, human man who
did not claim infallible judgment and
he could not bear to have it upon his
! conscience if she should suffer finan-
| cially through him. Of course the
| engine works were as solid as any,
| but he begged to pc it out to her that
| industrial stocks fi :tuated unexpect-
| edly sometimes. They were delicate.
| He considered it his duty to look out
{for her. So great was his concern
| that he would offer her $5'a share
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always known her fate would be differ- | above par value.
ent from the common run of young!
Apolonia answered that she wished
| there were more men like Mr. Hay-
women. ‘No honors,’ she said once, ‘no
honors ever heaped on Angelie’s head master in this hard world. Things
would ever make her forget to be nice | would take on a far different aspect
to those beneath her. 'then. She said there were tears in
“The other women just sniffed and | her eyes as she wrote and that she
left Angeline alone, but she had the A would be less than a woman if she felt
count, so she didn’t care. She used | the slightest quiver of doubt in the
to talk about it to mother and say, ' engine works under his guidance,
‘Won't the other girls back home be | while, if she descended to the depths
simply crazy jealous when they hear ; of selling her stock, she would really
about it, though? And mother would | be an object of contempt. No, she
say, ‘It only father doesn’t act up!’ | assured him, she never would be un-
“It was real fun to see Angeline grateful or foolish enough to think
sweep through the hotel lobby like a | she could better herself by getting rid
queen and smile sweetly at the other : of her engine stock. Again she was
women and see how cross they'd look ' his most gratefully.
and how they'd rock fast and talk aft- | Jedediah gazed at this epistle hos-
er she'd gone. | tilely and breathed hard. “Yet she
| can’t be as allfired smart as she
“One afternoon the count was going ' must be if she isn't a fool!”
to take Angeline riding and she came |
downstairs all rigged out and he! So he called on Mrs, Daw that eve-
wasn’t there. Finally she asked the | ning on the way home. She fluttered
man behind the desk, ‘Have you seen to welcome him as though he were
the count? I am waiting for him.’ her dearest friend and clasped his
“There were a lot of people around | hand warmly. Jedediah, really look
and they kind of laughed. Then the ing at her for the first time in his life,
man behind the desk coughed and | saw how very pretty she was.
sald: ‘Well, there were two men wait-. “I called,” he said,“‘about that stock.
ing for him, too, while he was in at !I don’t seem to have made myself
lunch and they took him away. They clear in my letters. You worry me,
—er—had a warrant. He's been jump- Mrs. Daw, with your sublime woman's
ing board bills all summer and the de- ignorance of business affairs.”
tectives just ran him down here. They = Apolonia leaned forward and looked
said something about a forged check, | Jedediah fairly in the eyes. “Dear
too. | Mr. Haymaster,” she said, seveetly,
“So Angeline was just as glad to “I wouldn't have you worry about me
come home as the rest of us,” said | for the world! And you made your-
the small girl. “She got terrible home- | self quite clear! I think it would have
sick after that. Ted and 1 were glaa | been brilliantly clear even if 1 had
to come, because father wrote that | been as ignorant as you thought me!
| powder box. He abhors anything
| ralse. Horrors! Whenever he men-
tions my pearly white teeth I fell like
| an escapeu convict.” :
| “Don't fret over imaginary troub-
| les,” said Lillian, as she left. Cheer
| up, girlie! Your husband won't care.”
| The guests came, but no Jack.
| “Jack is famous for his forgetting,”
| commented Mr. Morton as they sat
down to a cold dinner.
“Indeed, he's never been late to dir-
aer before,” protested his wife. “Hi-
‘her something important detained
aim, or he missed the suburban train.”
As the last course was served Jack
ippears with profuse apologies.
“Beastly sorry to be so late! Could
not reach you by ‘phone; missed my
‘rain, had to wait an eternity for the
aext one.”
“Jack,” Kate said after the guests
departed. “Why weren't you home on
time? That dinner was one dismal,
ireadful failure.”
“Don't be a human interrogation
soint. I've explained nearly a bun-
ired times already. Do you doubt my
veracity, Kate?”
“Was that pretty stenographer in
‘he office late, too?”
“How dare you make such & re
mark!”
“So this Is our first quarrel?”
“Stop your weeping. If you must
know, I broke my plate.”
“Your plate? What are yon talk-
mg about?”
“It's a wonder 1 knew after all this
sxcitement. My teeth are false ones,
and I had to wait at the dentist's un-
til the plate was mended. Are you
satisfied now?”
“f am overjoyed, sweetheart,” ex-
slaimed Kate, -
“What do you mean?”
“Only that you can’t be so appalled
now, when I tell you my teeth were
knocked out in an auto accident and
are also artificial,” confessed Kate,
much relieved.
“Oh! 1 knew about yours all the
tie,” said Jack. “I saw them in a
glass one morning.”
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A LONG HEAD
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there were some new puppies in the
barn.
“Oh, here's Angeline! Say, Angle,
why didn’t you write to Mr. Hopingon
about the count when you wrete te
him all those times from the lake?
He didn't know a thing about him.”
Up to Date.
“I had a nightmare last night.”
“You mean a night airship.”
| You gee, I know all about that extra
dividend that is coming. I'm going
| to marry your son and he told me
| about that dividend some time ago.
| But I appreciate your interest!”
. Jededigh Haymaster stared. Then
| he suddenly held out his hand.
“You win,” he said, briefly, “and 1
suess we need you in the family.
| You're too smart to run around om
your own account, Apolonial”
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