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THE STORY Tlll'8 1'AK
On lb Metne-Canaalan border, an the
read of amnrtlera, known aa In km
Lane. Vetal itmnlleu keetw an Inn anil
eratamatfrallr breaka.the liquor law, evd
In. raptor 1T rnnnln. ma portable, bar
teTytraJT-'iBiKirtoass:
!!. '"5 "X"""; "t"r.,i.ome I'hTk
nxll. anil tho return nroTra a anotK
to both. She dlaapprovM of her father
bmlnetai ahe, dlfapprovea of her '""."
t ebolee af a haaband for her. '
-m iminln. and arouaea Kola ifftmn
anger br ahowlnr Interest In Alilrlt i.
an effort la. arreat ome of It Ma drle ra
annnllng ihw eero. tho horde r. I-tan-(llno
leavra homo nennlle. anil nieeta
an the road Anainitoraa lllllrdran. a
fiddler. She explain why h left home
lie asreea to take her to lankre niiool
In the north.
CHAPTER V-(Coniinued)
;tn THE dusk she went gaily with
- them to the Cote house. Bllledeau,
tuning his old fiddle, smiled at her.
She tried to tell tho youth, who came
to her bashfully, when tho fiddler
, nudged him. that she could not dance
Ho, every girl can dance," shouted
Bllledeau. "Every girl can dance when
my fiddle sings to 'em. You are
the honored guest of tho Beaupre,
clearing tonight. You shall lead the
march with that flno boy-and then
you shall learn the figures of the
dances, for all tho hands will bo out
to help you."
All tho hands were out.
When the round. June moon rose '
redly over the spruces in the cast
and flushed tho clearing with ruddy ,
hues, they alt left the Coto kitchen ,
and danced on the greensward before
the open door.
Z.. ,,, man nlaved. his wrinkled
race pressed close to his fiddle smumc
as they
crying" his jokes to "" "
danced, singing now and then.
m.. r,ll.t In the Bcaupro
attic
where the children slept was narrow,
ahc niche behind the curtain wa
small But tho stars of the wwe
hTav ns twinkled serenely In Evange
lint's eyes before she closed them and
er soul drank in that rcnlt. and
X. slept; and in her dreams she
danced with one who was tall and
Bnzed and tender and loving, and
who bent his crisp curls to her dark
air and whispered something which
made her blush there in the nigh
wntc only tho round moon could
see.
CHAPTER VI ,
The Ancient Problem oj the Crowded
Land
mHE rising sun quivered hotly be-
Ihlnd its gridiron of trees, and the
day promised warm.
' The little horse was put carls to
the buckboard so that they who weie
journeying to the north might make
tho best of their way in tho cool of.
tho morning. ,
The good folks waved their farcwciis
behind tho children ran
beside the
buckboard as far as tno turn ,
road. i
"Goodby, M'ser Bllledeau! Como to
make us gay again!" was the cry
.. . n l.A
vblch followed the old notiier anu .m
passenger until they were aeep m "
i forest. ,
" It was cool th-re. The beeches shook
drops of dew upon those who passed
beneath. Tho fresh fragrance of the ,
morning woods came to their nostrils
moist waftlngs from clumps of
Witch-hobble where the damp soil was
odorous, balmy whiffs from, fresh ver
dure, aromatic savors from lowly
patches ot pennjru j . - ,
spread their dewspangled tobrlw- ,
fairy handkerchiefs dropped in revels.
overnight. '
That was Bllledeau's raon' .
that last. I
' -Those little folks thoso merrj
elves-they forgot when tho fairy
Addles play; they danco very wild and
they have lost their lace moucho rs.
Evangeline smiled at the conceit.
It seemed a long way behind her-
that desolate yesterday.
The woods, tho fields, the cmpan-
lonshlp of poor people ot simple faltn
and kindly Joys, comforted ner more
surely, more sweetly, than words of
sympathy.
Nature, on her screen or wooa una
nky. slipped pictures In such deft and
quick succession, that there was no
time for mournful Introspection. A
deer was silhouetted on n distant
slope; rabbits cocked Inquiring cars
and peered through tangle of brakes,
Birds caroled in the mad Joy of June.
When at last they came out of the
forest Into tho fields again, she looked
up at the enow-puffs of clouds in the
lazy sky and Inhaled tho scents of
ripening straw uernvo " ' ..-
grasses.
One more turn of tho road, and
Evangeline gasped when tho scene
opened. They had come. upon the
mighty valley of the St. John. They
were on the hills. Far below the azure
river mocked the sky. The little waves
twinkled where the breeze brushed
r-w hor,s upon leT: A. t16 "T
I- VUM along the tanner oa,.K, . "" .
"V . . strolled
In with silvery ugtu. cows i
on naature swards, sheep trickled la
, on pasture swards, sheep
r . . . .
Sound ,
Indian me amonb mo ... " '
?. f farm and field rose to tneir ears
L U restful sounds mado faint by distance.
K The girl forgot the dusty buckboard.'
Hhe hard seat, the dished wheels rat-
1' tluigT against the hillside rocks and
ledges. It seemed to her that she was
' Moating over this panorama on a magic '
. awrpet
:,T' "1 have thought sometimes, Mam'-
Belle," ald the old man, speaking
"''. softly In the mellow Acadian patois,
I'Vwthat I would like to go after death
Jj - I. '-- ,V. .!..
If ,,eBu nduie merry iuuiiu iui mo unj
j , ' ttonces. But when I see the valley of
r tlw food 8t JoKft I think I would like
,, fMWther work for an tne aays 01
ru"ty."
L i He wept Ills hand with a broad ges-
re. The Imagination of his race
ted his face.
t would Ilka to have God give me
R saw mind and put me among the
nt angeis wnu eop u v; (
1 bt&VY copying out new plans for
worlds the soocL aoa is
poor gifts gavn lilm only ono avenue
of expression his flddlo.
"A wlso man lias written and I
havo read It, that tho soul Is mado up
ib - K00a wisi,w-umt i
'make tho soul what It will b
wishes
bo what
It will accomplish In Paradise." she
told lilm. "Vou are a (rood man,
M'ser Bllledcau. I havo heard of you
many times. And perhaps to good
men comes that which they wish for
when they wish very much. The wish
may bo whispered to jou as a hint
that it will como to you "
Tho road led them down the hill i
by winding ways until they were c'ose I
he
upon the water by tho river bank. '
Theio wero houses In plenty now.
They wero set .closely nlong the main
road which followed the rler. All
weto little houses. Barely was there '
seen ono which boasted of a brick
chlmney- phelt ,ron f unne,, 8Crve(
t q unpalntedi
wero weather stained. About all of
thm manr chndrell pIawl.
The children cried ,hrill greetings.
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waySi smInB
, ..Wc h UmQ to
come nnd Mny prpUy som
, M,spr Jlill0(,oau7.. wn, a frcquent hai.
u w;(s j)Iam from lhplr cagernes,
tlat ony tlle presenco ot ,is passenger
provcnleil thcm from bclng ,,. ,.
slstcnt an( therc
"They aro
,7L . V,i. LCn,Li
havo many mouths to feed," confided
the fiddler. "But they aro the cry
Jolly prople, for they work hard and
the. gaye and 0 tcy ,)ave Jho good
things to cat and a ribbon or two for
tho feast days and tho Sundays a
tltho for the priest, and a spare crust
for the fiddler when he comes."
He pointed to the windows of the
Uttlo houses where a hit of laco in
, f rnnma flnttprp.i nr thn nnne
pathctlc ,,,nt ot housewifely longing
fQr grace and b(?auty
, .. fg J jf z
had the much money as some men
have It, said Bllledeau. "I would
bring each mother new curtains for '
the front windows; I would bring each ,
little girl a new ribbon for her hair.
Phut! There are so many folks with
money who think the poor people need
only cornmeal and pork.'
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closely. Sometimes the road dipped
. ... .. . . - .. vh,,,
so that the splash of the twinkling
I luul luo epiaail ui mo iwjunuilg
wavcs wa3 very ncar. then the way
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mounted to the hillside,
i The hills on either side were high
.mmo.i ti, i,i ,..,-o . ,1,1,1,.
fences. Tho farms were hardly.!
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By HOLMAN DAY
A Romance of tho Border
more than narrow lanes. These strips
ran back a mllo two mlles--to tho
fringe of woods on the polls of the
hills.
At tho foot of each narrow wedge
of n farm, on tho highway, was tho
Uttlo cojtago of tho owner.
"Ones they wcro tho big farms
tho broad farms," explained Anaxag
oras. "They wero the big farms
when our grandfathers came up here
from Grand l're, Mam'selle. There was
plenty of room up hero for tho poor
refugees. Hut In theso days
sec!" he said, sadly
you
"Perhaps thoi have not told you at
tried to tell the youth that the could not
Uig convent, but our Acadian folks
are not like the other French people
in Canada, Mam'selle. They do not
want to run away from their homes to
the big cities to stifle themselves In
the mills where tho cotton dust files
instead of the thistle-down and the
sky Is only an Iron roof.
"Our Acadian children want to stay
on tho good St. John, where their
fathers and their mothers live so
happily. So when the boys grow up
and marry then tho good father takes
I a slice off his farm andthe slice must
be made long so the boy may have his
little house on the long pike; the slice
must he made narrow, for there are
I other boys to grow up; there are girls
to marry and bring their husbands to
' tllQ linme Where their Old fOlkS llVC
' Al1' tlle Acadlans set no Joy out of
life when they are taken away to the
oig city when they cannot live on wm be willlngto help tho poor Aca
the St. John, where their fathers and dlans. There are Yankees who are
mothers have been so happy all the J g00(jt perhaps they will help if you
years. But, Mam'selle, the farms of talk to them."
the old habitants have all been sliced j she looked up at the peaceful hills
up. You may see for yourself, when 8wening against the sky, at the pa
you look up at the hills. I do not , tent men Whowere bowed over their
know what must become of the little J tasS m tne sloping fields, at the trail
children who are playing here today , lng flocks an(1 the grazing herds.
who will grow up ana want to live
here and make good citizens."
She pointed far ahead Into the hazy,
blue distance where dark forest
I growth notched the horizon line, where
I the hills were thatched with woods
unbroken.
"They must buy new land and cut
down the trees and make farms as
the fathers did so many years ago," she
i sald, out of her innocence.
tt- , i. i.i .-.i c.....,ti i.i.
elbows on his knees.
"It should be so, Mam'selle. For
T,
ll huuuiu uv ou, -,,uii oc.iu. iui
they are worthy people and they work
. ' . ,. . . ..
hard and they make good folks for a
j country to have. But I am very sad.
r 1,-,.- .o.Mi,i hU thint- i-m. h.j
thiough all the years. There are some
Author of "King Spruce," "The Ram
, rodders," "The Skipper and the
Skipped," etc.
Yankees who are gocd. They want the
Acadlans to' live on this border and
make tho border seem good to those
who look across from tho Province.
But thero are other Yankees who are
not good. They think of tho money
first. They do not caro If trie Aca
dlans go away from the border. They
have bought up tho lands where tho
big trees are. They will not sell. I
know many good Acadlans who go to their little homes. They say tho'Yan
them with money plenty of money In kees shall not tell them to go away,
their hands and try to buy the lands after their fathers have discovered
for tho sons or the daughters. But
no, they will not sell. They say, 'Boh!
We do
not want Canucks near our
dance
timber lands, chopping down trees, set-
ting fires. There Is much money ln(Wlth joyous shouts.
uur ueca. no wuiii me muiiey. U
do not care about tho farmer. Go
away to some other place!'"
"And so they must go?" asked the
girl, wlstfullv.
-, .
"Ah, they do not go away many of
them do not go away," cried tho old
man. "And I am afraid I am afraid!
I see some very bad things for this
border. I see hatred and I see men
fighting, and I'm afraid that thero will
be bitter killing and great sorrow."
' She stared at him with frightened
ejes.
"Perhaps I should Rut say such
, things to you, Mam'selle. But you
tell me you hope to teach In the big
. VnnlfAA cnbnrtl Ah? Than nnrlian. ,mi
, will remember some things I tell jou,
and you can tell them to others who
"I do not understand," she gasped.
Thev do not understand the others
do not understand they who see only
.), outside of things," he declared,
' with mucn bitterness. "The stingy,
, th6 money-loving Yankees who ha e
boueht all the woods do not under-
' stand and they do not want to under-
stand. They sneer at the 'Canucks,'
so they call them. They do not under.
I stand what love of home and the river
and the soil Is what home means to
I these poor people who have so little.
" 'Go away,' the say to the poor
w ...-, -... jwv, (
I people, who have worked so hard and ,
,. . ... , , . .
I have saved the little money and beg
to buy the land. 'Go away. Wo can
maim m,r money from the troen w
I do not want you for 'citizens. Leave
I
your wife and your children and come
to wor in our woous it you iikc uui
wo don't caro about ' homes and
farms.' "
"But, ah, Mam'selle," ho cried, with
passion, "thoso poor Acadian peasant
people remember when their fathers
came up this river, struggling with
their rafts, fighting their way past the
falls and over the shallows, for to
mako their iiome. And they were hero
before thoso Yankees ever heard of
this valley. The farmers ny that
they havo the right to own land now
on which to set their feet and build
this for the homes of Acadlans. They
,ask to be allowed to buy: and when
the Yankees say no then, Mam'selle, I-
rm afraid. For the Acadlans aro talk-
iir here and thero they are talking.
id they say Our money Is ready.
e will give our money. Wo will not
ivo up pur homes.' "
Sho was silent. The landscapo had
ost Its brightness, suddenly, sho telt.
"This is not the fine talk for a young .
girl to listen to," said Bllledeau, break-1
Ing the silence. "I had forgot myself, :
Manfsello. I always forget myself
when I talk about the sad thing that f
has como, up along the border. I'll
talk no more. You know now how bad
It Is. Perhaps you can talk some- (
times to some ono wise and strong
among tho Yankees. Kor It Is very i
bad. Our poor peoplo are settled on
fifty thousand acres of land, where
they have no title that the law makes
good Some have been put off. Others
have been threatened. I havo heard
rumors. It Is said that tho Yankees
who own or who have bought titles
from those who ay they do own are
angry now, and will como to take what
they say is theirs. But on some lands
Acadlans have lived for many years.
I do not know how it will all fall out,
Mam'selle, but I am frightened by my
thoughts. The Yankees are stern and
greedy but the Acadlans are danger
ous when they are stirred, Mam'selle.
You and I can realize It better than
the 'Yankees. I feel tho old blood Stir
ling me once in n while, and I nm
reminded that tho patient folks havo
hot fires that they must keep smoth
ered." Only once In her placid life till then
had unbridled passion overmastered
Evangeline. She 'had not fathomed
the depths of her Acadian tempera
ment until her soul had rebelled at the
Insults of David Rot.
"I understand. M'ser Bllledeau," she
said, quietly but sho remembered tho
fury which Bol had evoked and she
was frightened by that memory.
They rodo along, busy with their
own thoughts for a long time.
It Is a well-worn saying in New
Acadia that tongues distance the tele
graph.
Start a bit of news at St. Francis
on the north and It Is south at the
Melllclte portage as though it were
really the winged word.
Therefore, the information that Fid
dler BIlledeau was., on' the St. John
highway distanced the fiddler in his
slow progress.
A man who camo galloping bareback
on a fuzzy horse emerged from a
branch road and stopped Bllledcau
''Saint Xavler has sent you to us,
good Fiddler Bllledeau! Tonight tho
son of Supple Jack Hebert Is to marry
the pretty Joo Bancourt girl.
.. . ....
"we nave tried to get word to you.
But we havo not been worried wo
knew that tho good saint would send
you because Marie ttancourt, she have
pray very hard. So como along be
hind me to the Bols de-Rancourt clear
ing." He whirled his horse, flourishing his
hand delightedly. There was no dount
In the rn'en of that messenger. It
was understanding, complete; tho
, "onl to Bllledeau that was all!
Tit. l,l . ....nA.l 1.A.lnlM. ..
on the girl at his side before ho lifted
the reins,
''It Is not midday, Mam'selle, and we
have come slow and tho big school is
far ahead. They tako -much for
granted on the border, when It Is a
wnni n th old fiddler
"You warned me we should come
slowly," she said, with a smile. "And
it would make me very sad to think
"An' 'ou make-the fine companion
tor tne flM,le'" who Pla'8 'r the Poor
people. I shall tell them what you
said and you shall see'."
Ho turned his old horse into the
aldn road which wound sinuously ud
the .hillside away from the river.
. when they topped the slope they
Wcre again In the forest. The man
, on horseback summoned them on ex-
' ..itoriiv with toialne- hand. Un was
, bringing the crowning Joy.of the wed-
ding. He was eager to show his prize,
to receive plaudits from a 'chattering
throng and drink his portion of the
whlto rum.
(CONTINUED TOMORROW)
BRUNO DUKE
(CepTrurht)
EPISODE I
Tiin rnoiiLiiM ok tiik nnTunh'EU
, 1'UIIMTUUK
CHAPTEn It
T HAD better explnln," began Mr.
X Ifazelbrook to Uruno Duke"that I
havo a good-sized furnlturo store In
Bowcaster and do a substantial credit
business in medium and cheap furni
ture. "Many happy families owe their start
In life to my scruare-deal, monthly pay
ment plan. I always try excuse me,
but I'm getting away from the object
of my visit. I have been In business In
Bowcaster for twenty years. I started
the business In a small store In a little
side street and prospered so that within
ten years I was renting four stores ad
Joining and still could not keep pace
with the growing demand for good fur
niture bought on my square-deal, month-
V Payment plan.
TeU me," broke In Duke, "did you
Ilavo niucli dlmculty In keeping track
ot l,oor Payers who moved and left no
addrcss7"
"Very little, Mr. Duke. It's really a
slniplo matter toxtraco nlnety-nlno out
of every hundred cases of that sort."
"Do yu have much difficulty In selz-
' mrnuuro that Is not paid for
promptly?"
"Well, now, Mr. Duke," said Hazel
brook, with a shrug of his shoulders,
you 11 probably think me a poor busi
ness man, but I never seize furniture
Unless tho Customer trie .lem.ornK.1v tn
cheat me. I've given receipts In full for
furniture on which a hundred or more
dollars was owing from poor folks who
ero uown on their luck. l'e carried
some accounts ten years rather than
deprive them of their home. I think It
has paid me, for the people of Ilowcas
ter know that If they play fair with me
i n never lane their furniture
"Splendid, Mr. Hazelbrook." said
Duke, "that pays well, financially, and Is
a satisfaction. Are jou still on that
llttleslde stieet?"
"Xo, I moved three years ago to a
DREAMLAND AD VENTURES-ByDaddy
"THE BOY WHO HOWLED"
CHAPTER III
77ie Strange llouh Again
(Peggy and Hilly go to lllrdland at
night seeking Reginald Jones-Drown
who has Veen kidnapped by the Block
Hoof clan.)
PEGGY and Billy rushed Into the dark
woods after lonesome Bear. They
found themselves on a path, hut the
night whs so black they couldn't see a
foot In front of their faces. Ahead of
them they heard Ixine'some Bear crash
ing along In full flight.
"Walt, Lonesome Bear, It Is only us!"
shouted Billy, but Lonesome Bear only
hurried on the faster. Soon they began
to bump Into trees, and Billy paused un
certainly. "What's the matter?" whispered Peg
gy. "We are off the path, but maybe I can
find It again." Billy tried to speak hope
fully, but Peggy knew he was doing It
Just to cheer .her up.
Just then they heard ono of the howls
again, but this tlnte It was much nearer.
As If In answer there came a howl from
the left, nillrklv fnllnwpil hv nnp frnni
the right. As Peggy grasped Billy's
hand a bit tighter, other howls sounded.
some from In front of them, some from
behind them, some from either side.
"I wish we could find Lonesome Bear,"
muttered Billy.
A low grov.1 sounded above their
heards, so close that Peggy and Billy
ootn jumpeu.
"Will you be good to mo If jou find
me," said the growl.
"Lonesome Bear, comcrlght down out
of that tree and help us." said Peggy,
who had become so nervous that she was
dewldedly cross.
"I'm ery comfortablo up here," re
plied Lonesome Bear. Then, as the
strange howls rose again, Lonesome Bear
lowered his grow I to a deep rumble, "And
I'm safer, too. Tbero are queer doings
In the woods tonight. You'd better climb
up hero with me."
Peggy felt that his adlce was good,
but she remembered tho mission that
had brought them to the forest.
"We have come to find the Boy Who
Howls, who has been stolen by the Black
Hoof clan. We want ycu to show us
the way through the woods."
'The Black Hoof clan! That sounds
4 exciting," growled Ionesome Bear, slid
ing nown tne tree, "its scary business
prowling around the woods on a night
like this, but there are plenty of trees
to climb If danger threatens. Where
Will we find the Black Hoof clan?"
"Near Judge Owl's home, "for he
brought the message demanding ran
som," answered Peggy promptly.
TUB HUMORIST'S WIFE
There's a look in her eyes of a pa
tience o'ertaxed;
Of a mental alertness that's never
relaxed;
And she's tired, oh! so tired, of the
routine of life.
Heaven help the poor thing! She's
a humorist's wife!
Heaven help the poor soul! She's
a humorist's wife!
And Bhe has no defense when his
wheezes aro rife.
Ah, sad Is her lot and most cruel
her Btlnt,
For he reads her his stuff ere he
puts it In print!
GRIF ALEXANDER.
1 . 1
fine five-story building on Main street'
Splendid up-to-date fixtures and all that
kind of thing. No furniture dealer In
town has better showrooms than I." He
spoke with evident pride In his "busi
ness." "Then, what exactly Is the nature of
your problem, Mr. Hazelbrook?" asked
Duke relighting his hookah and leaning
back In his big easy chair with half
closed eyelids.
"It's the returns, Mr. Duke. Not
'pulled' furniture, you understand. Once
the people have made a couple of pay
ments everything's all right I have no
troublfi with new vweds all they ouy
they keep. But customers, both cash and
credit, who have an established home
that's where the trouble Is. The goods
sent out and returned by the teams has
got as high as 20 per cent some months.
I can't, for the life of me, locate the
sore spot so so I came to you.
For a while Duke puffed at his hookah
In silence; then i he said:
"You have Borne ideas as to where
(ha trouble lies, of course? Tell me
what voii think about It."
"There's only one thing I'm sure of,
Mr. Duke, and that Is that tho whole
trouble lies In the selling. But what Is
wrong I don t know."
- "Do your salesmen understand the
furniture?" asked Duke.
"Yes, for I Insist that every man shall
attend a class once a weeit to siuay
furniture. Every Thursday evening we
get together and take up some angle
of 'the furniture business. I get visit
ing drummers to tell us how their stuff
Is made ana tnai Kinu 01 mine.
"How long has this 'retumed-goods'
evil been serious?"
"For about a year. It was notice
able for oh about three years back.
but tho last year It has been disturb
lng."
"Do you have your own delivery sys-
tem7'
"Yes."
"How long have your salesmen, as
a whole, been with your"
"There 1 That s what bothera me.
They'vo been with me anywhere from
two to fifteen years. Most of them havo
been with me for five or six years."
"And yet you think It's a fault of
selllng7" queried Duke.
"I do. Indeed. I'm buying as good
furniture as ever I did, so I know u.
Peggy seated herself on his broad,
furry back
"That will bo easy to find. Climb on
my back. Princess Peggy, and you grab
hold behind, Billy, and we will be there
In a minute."
Peggy seated herself on his broad,
furry back, and Billy took hoId(cf his
stubby tall, and they went along quickly
through the woods. After a time they
saw ahead of them what looked like a
THE DAILY
WHEN BLUFF
By Gladys
IVY GRAY sank on a little stool behind
the counter at Morey's department
store, tired and exhausted. It was with
an effort that she dragged her reluctant
feet homeward at the close of the day.
Home to Ivy meant bare, cheerless
rooms.
"I'm tired and sick of this life," she
confided the next day to her chum,
Carolyn Jewett, "and Pm going to live
a real life for once. If It's only for a
month, een If I have to put up a big
bluff to do It. For hree years I have
held this position, without a vacation
and without a complaint, and now I
rebel !" and her dark eyes flashed de
fiantly. "I don't blame you In the least," ad
mitted Carolvn : "and I hone that you
will succeed with your plans, whatever
they happen to be. '
Once within her room that night. Ivy
carefully studied herself before her
little mirror. She was beautiful to gaze
upon when one analyzed her features
closely; but she did not overdress ana
her loveliness ofttlmes passed by un
noticed. She had a comfortable savings
account, and she was aoinir to see Palm
Beach, and see It right, ft It took her
last cent.
With this thought In her mind, and
with her daintiest, smartest dresses and
shoes In her trunk, she started out on
her wonderfully mvsterious and ad,
enturoua vacation. Two weeks had
passed, and although Iy was the sen-
sauon 01 me utile noiei ai wnicn ane
registered as, Jeanette IeVere. she had
not yet met any one reany worm wnue,
She noticed and cultivated the man
ners and costumes of the society
women there. Upon the Monday of her
last week she made up her mind that
she would bathe at Randall's Beach
and dlno at the casino In the evening.
Securing a bathing house, she donned
her chic little bathing suit and was
thA renter nf attraction an aha walked
daintily across the sand and stepped
timidly In the surf. Not noticing the
figantla breaker ahead, she plunged
nto the water, and when she came up
she found herself staring Into the eyes
ot a wonaerruuy gooa-iooKing ana ex
ceedingly surprised young man.
"That was some dive I" he exclaimed
admiringly. Ivy brushed the water
from her sparkling brown eyea and
admitted that the sea was a bit bolster-
Solver of Business Problems
By HAROLD WHITEHEAD
Author ot "TAe Biutneit Carter ot Ttttr Flint," tie.
Isn't that I sell on the floor frequently.
and, strange to say, It's most unusual
for any saleSof mine to be returned;
so It can't be the delivery eAd of the)
business. No, It's something to do wltll
mo selling, uooas i sen nitty boiu
goods the men sell como back."
"We won't decide yet whether or not
the trouble lies with the salesmen, but
I'll tell you what we will do."
I knew by Duke's manner that our
Christmas holiday was spoiled.
1
TODAT'S BUSINESS QUESTION
What is net profit!
Ansicer todl appear tomorrow.
ANSWER TO VESTEIIDAY'S BUSI
NESS QUESTION
"Business it the calling or occu
pation by tchich we make our living."
In this tpace Mr. Whitehead tclll an
swer readers' business questions on buy.
ing, selling, advertising and employment.
Buiinets Quentions Answered
I am a mmlclan. rlay the oltno and
organ, and what troublea me la applylnr
I am not bashful, but I'm playlnr and
"K. 1 !"" ,0 ro "i the manatara.
Pow do you think It a food policy to
write a letter to the manager, and will you
P'eaao ahow mo how to write a letter that
will receive an anwerf
I am eighteen yeara of ago. havo re ex
perience, but have had thorough training In
playing for pictures.
Could sou alieo tell me how I can obtain
a Hat of theatres that have organa or
planoa? p. D. O.
By all means write a letter to the
managers of theatres. Try something
like this:
Dear Sir:
Do you need a thoroughly experienced
piano or organ player? If so, please
consider me for I have had yeara
practloal experience In this work.
I have had a good' training In the
theory of muslo and can play any kind
of music desired. I am considered es
pecially good at quickly fitting muslo
to the sentiment of tho picture being
shown.
You don't want to take any chance In
n Important a matter as the musical
part of your entertainment so I sug
gest that you let me demonstrate at mV
expense what I can do.
When may I call and talk it over?
ou can get a list of theatres from
the classified directory. They all have
a piano I believe.
Good luck to you.
fire. "The
Bear.
moon," grunted Lonesome
Finally they came to the edge of a
clearing. Lonescme Bear was about to
enter It. when suddenly a howl arose
a terrible howl, a howl that seemed to be
all around tnem, that filled the woods,
that was like a hundred howls all Joined
together.
Quicker than skat. Lonesome Bear
climbed a big oak tree. He climbed It
so suddenly Peggy didn't have time to
drop off his back and Billy didn't have
time to let go his tall.
"Look !", whispered Lonesome Bear
as they reached the branches. In the
clearing and al! around the edges were
scores of beady points of light the eyes
cf animals shining In the dark.
"Wolves!" whispered Peggy. Then
the rising moon threw a ray Into tho
clearing.
"Dogs!" answered Billy. "And they've
treed something in that big maple over
there!" Sure enough, there was a hu
man form seated In a crotch, well to
ward the top of the maple. From the hu
man form camo an ear-splitting scream
that rcee above all the united howllngs
of the dogs.
"The Boy Who Howls!" exclaimed
Peggy.
(Tomorrow's chapter tells of a re
markable howling match.)
NOVELETTE
MEETS BLUFF
P. Andersen
,.?" one condition." he agreed- "ff r
tenc'hSSf w1tnhemeb?.at 30U ha" ' &
"I && 'l'eamalfor0?In,f he! &.
you." m forced to lunch with
Later she was
house and lunchedrnna.SrettJ' "" 3
looking the sea t??dtllf verand over
completely wraSn.??, .he rnot b"n
have no Iced her .l1" Ivy' ho mlfa
tlon, when she all- 'ress ?nd nel"
Vere. Xrl-?.1?.9 ,??'? .M Jeanette Da
tended tour JiXK' anL am on. an ex.
i.. k.i,."".f parents"
Like-
thls'unlqueexne'rle BOv.f"c'nt.
nave seen a guilty look aV.a'i . m,nt
profession' is aia wyUer' S'dC7&y 'J
on a much needed Ta'tio?" X "m he -"
endrVharwouoTe sa" JL'vi" .oln Jt
ed the troth 1,. ."L'ttn he learn- -f
JSR '- KK? SHff g
goSedtW'jt the week was "
!he;telm?hB. f
and go back' to New York Just -.. .k2
was about to pack her n.t?.ti.'",,.,w
Phone rang and scin Vf ter.h, 'iV.'fr
lng helped Into his lar f?.JK!l? De"
once more. She lnmi". JaIFe .'""'n? ear
features and reallied ,7 V.':,"?80
attained her ambition for a. rin? T."
ture at Palm Beach with ml J. "l
set who alwav. Kf.wu?" man Of .the
If It wa. 5nly tS'hST SSSSS W
thought, as she nestled Just
forever, she
a nine
At last the car stopped at a lltn.
shady lane of min. 1. :.. " . little
A 1.. ,U.
broke the alien,..' .'.nJi .?" ."'
broke the Hence.' 'Mr-. v."...W
aj ixiio ui iiuiiiin ir v'.
fear I won't be able to im n TgaYn
He started as though an exnloalnn-t..
occurred. "You. yoS mean F can"t .
you off tomorrow !" "v.. ..rS l
ar
to when I tell you the truth nirf ,.-J
ever tell a white He! Mr va-?J..?.t
ver tejl a white lie. Mr. VandirJiinri"
told one a few day. ami wh h Te.t.,i
came nearer to being a black one but '-
I will let you be the judge. My name
a not VandercuD. neither m ir.","!
yer. I am Just plain Jack Harrison a tA
chauffeur for Mrs VandcrcuV. "nS b'ol j
qualnted 1 with you and that little Sory?"
Via AAA bIiuIV "urn 4.i.'t. .1.,. Vl.
cation of my own." Isv h2 rtgav.A
Joyou. bound. "And i .Se wh.f.Me8
.weetly. ''am not Jeanette pa Vere. but
iu.t Ivy Qray, a clerk in one of
New York's department mures." Before
he had time to overcome hi. surprise "
the added, "you 1 .ee wo liv In Fa world
of schemers, and thl. Is a case of when
bluff meet, bluff." She gave him he
hand, "this ha. been one glorious taoa.
tlon and now Cinderella must depart In
haste."
Placing his arm around her watat a4
drawing her toward 'him, lyy waato
nappy ta rcaiau Asurm.- ine oayi tint
SOIKlWau, V7 UIMjr wau ,iv paua. to I
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