'V .7f .? yy . . . ii. EVENING PUBLIC LEDGER I'HILADISLPHIA. MONDAY, FEBEUARY 17, 191& . . s . . i 20 WHE RED LANE By HOW AN DAY A Romance of the Border Author of "King Spruce," "The Ham rodders,'' "The Skipper and the Skipped," etc. 1KB BTORY TIICH FAB rtmV neanllen Veen n Inn on in m. Ill" dunshUr. Knlln. eda- in a cneni. rrinrni unm ."":.'" ( M balnf. rffu Jo mVZ man, Iid Rol. He """.""""S.,' ,. I t tirtofne a tclr In n "P., ' .k.l r.Hhr nnrih. Anaaror 1.11.1- j'V Seas, a fiddler. ..rtln hfr. Mop ai VS aa Aeadlan'a home to profiue ine "" tf K a wfddlnir. Thtr ifraullei find. Iier. .. lop. he n.nl; Aldrlch. n V -MWf eunonw ?'".... ""... iVim in piwrra 1.10 "',."r7' ' i": mw lle ininit w a Aldrlch held licr In his nrms. rl) WaMi f- . . 1 Ich h entlfed na Xlio l 'It Is there It l underneath It Is in... . i. -j .... . .itiM-n i In dm Acnillnn b ood." he pondercii. TJZZr o a,;- "It Is most of all ... the v.o,nc,i. I.- " peered under the otherwhere .ho had heard the j it U In the men hcn th iWrut wnnU n. unm.in'a Mrs can re- to tllo Wall. It 1 1101 V. ISC, mwi wn." . " " R...B-.., eclve the llttlo house still gave her rich men )lan to do," Ha look of dumb horror, rmiiTt'll IV "If thlM in only the first one, theru LilAi 1 b 1A are bad times ahead for this bonier." The Parish oj Good Father Leclatr mourned tho old man. "It U good to mHU good I'ero Leclalr was on his lo patient It Is wise, sometime, to J- knees. be meek but somo men who stay I j0 aH Ilot nl ,s devotions, away from hero and make tho lav.il in .pr.,iiu niI(i lumper ho as j husband, Kather Leclalr," ho blurted at last, "Not I!" declared the priest with ' vigor. "'Ho has cursed too many poor girls already with what ho calls his warning; n second yelp was meant for love." greeting to u filend. I --you ,vt not lhmk . Btrange. theji, I hope. If I tell you I have come hero Aldrlch maV a...M.n.m n, that ho ICAtfl inr - ft. ft., ft.-. .aM n Mrnrd Of idle Wand annonnr. hi. Inl'n""" "' rrrlnl hfr. rtfnnllfti !! off. llerore anrollnA lfTC two inrrin . uinvr. j..- ........ ,.j ... .1 ...... .... ., ,... 1 ...1 Xl with notifM 01 rtifiion " 1 itnu miu incui mintu uui ...u icrawung anoui un m " "" "-" aa1n aiant. mnv nn,. ,i1pl(, 1- i.i flr undtr tho' ,,11 r i,u kltt'hi-11 Eiinlcn. He, garden plot to tho turf. "No, my son, ou uro not taking mo from my task," ho declared, smil ing, checking the oung man's npolo- as avant courier for a girl who Is In danger. Her father has promised her to that man a betrothal according to tho Acadian custom, nnd she has been obliged to leave holne." "Her name!" demanded tho priest gles. "Tho task Is llnlshcd, and the , with prompt Interest. sun Is warm out here." He put his "Evangeline IJeaullou." Ho faltered m thrnimh XnrmAn'M nnd led him the name ho careBsea It toward the house. "We will sit down and drink t,omo of Mother Blssetto's t ru n may nnd thete Is hot llro undtr tho ' OU3 vM ol ns kitchen garden. CHAPTER VIII (Continued) old ashes. 1 am frightened when I ,.iwuyM weeded JiN egelables as OLD BILLEDEAU stinlghtcned. Ills think." ) scrupulously as ho kept the tares from fico was grim his ecs were They followed tho t-ad pioccsslon f his dally life. hard The ruthlcssness of this attack down tho wlndiiiB road to tho river Tho V!irm sun carehsed hN bent on his humble friends, the families of and wuu-d UiowelU and haw it dc-back tho frisky .luno bietzo played ' tho border scattered in their little hamlets, had aroused him. 4 Ana wnai uo yuu iiiiuiv nm iwi'i" " up and down this rler, between St. Acathe and the St. Croix. Mister Twentyhundred. when nil the folks vare driven off theo Jlfty thousand acresT" "I think they'll have to go, Tiddler Ullledeau." "Tou were a Vincent before you grew so big as to bo Mister Twenty hundred, and so ou have Acadian blood. So you ought to know that the , very patient people are the ery bad I ones when homes are taken and their I poor wives and children are put out-1 of-doors." i "If they want the kind of trouble they'll get by starting In to light the i whole United States, all they've got to do Is say the word. Hut they'd bet ter understand that in this world tho Jaw has tho last say-so." j "It's a bad word to go up and down the border the word you bring here today. The law says thus-and so. Very welll But when the law takes homes away from women and children nnd gives them no land no roof then men forget the law. The Acadian blood can make soma cry bad men i out of good men. Mister Twcnt -hundred." "You'd better have over mighty Httly of that talk, Ullledeau." "I am not the one who will make It. It will be made by somo others than a poor tiddler." The ofllcer turned away. He found conversation profitless. Ho f-aw ob stinacy In the faces of the men about him. "You hae your wagons and horses," he said, curtly, to Hebert. "Begin to load your stuff. This thing must be done. You must move. If not, I shall serve theso warrants and take you away to Jail." Ho drew a packet of papers fiom his coat and beat them on his palm. He put two fingers In his mouth ami Whistled shrilly. He saw that their s-pirits were broken by tho news he had brought. Jit was time to rush this thing before their Acadian natures nau umc 10 rally to the other extreme. "I'm only calling my men to help," he told Hebert. "Thej do not come to arrest or make trouble, if ou move pait in search of shelter among the i with the long locks of his wlilto hair. pry. They will load your wagons." llttlo cottages that were already over- An old hound, to whom the gat den's The men came into the clearing crowded. "fat expanse was ground forbidden, oromDtlv. The bight of them quelled Blllede.iu slapped tho wins on UioImu on the edging turf as near as he on .nirit nf rehelllon. Hanks of his old horhe and turned 'c-ued and beamed on "Oh, I cannot believe that It will be him north. ndcnng eyes. done," stammered Evangeline, clutch- Evangeline found in her hands tho Tho garden was on a'fulr and fertile lnK BIHedeau's arm. rude to3 she had brought from the slope which stretched from the little "We'd better go," he retuined. tears settlement. stone houso to the river, whose broad on his cheeks. "It will be done." "I will keep them," bhe whispered breast was flashing that June day with She leaped from the buckboard's to heisclf. "One shall bo my token sunlight from a myriad of facets. seat and went nmong the weeping 0f joy. The other fchall remind mo Father Leclaii's meat bain towered ., women, trying to comfort them: but Very da that tho poor people of the over tno jUle slono i,0use. The parish her own sobs checked her speech cool buttermilk," Father leclalr brought tho stone mugs of buttermilk Into tho study, where Aldrlch waited for him. A well worn cassock and u shabby calotte had I replaced tho garden garb. iJ yi mf BRUNO DUKE (CoprrliM) Solver of Business Problems By HAROLD WHITEHEAD , Author ef "Tht Buitneta Carter et Ptttr rtM." . y "Your health, bold scout fur Uncle Sim," cried tho priest with Jovial cheer, raising his mug. He reached with his I Innrn. Tim i-nlnr hplehtened in his tanned cheeks. "She has been In tho convent of St. Basil." "Ah, 1. know her I know her! She has been tho ward of the convent school since she was a tot of n child. A rare maid Is she! I have seen her there many tltr.es!" "Sho Is coming to ou for advice und help, father. I saw her on her way. 1 offered to speak of her to you so that you might take counsel with jourself before she comes. Sho hopes that you may recommend her as a teacher at the new training school." He went on hurriedly, explaining more fully tho plight of tho homeless girl. "Certainly I tehall help," declared Father Leclalr, with enthusiasm. "I have watched the girl through the years. Sho will mako a fine teacher In tho new school. I have some in fluenceah, yes, though I mus whisper It for fear the bishop may hear and blame me. I have some In fluenco with those at the head of thi new Yankeo school I shall not wait.' Ho tossed away his old skull-cup and took down his broad hat from Its hook "I will go now to tho school rrlnclpal so that I may have some good news to add to my words of consolation when she comes: Sympathy Is sweet but good news satisfies tho hungry heart more completely, my sou," lit added, with a shrewd wink. Celerity In doing good waa one o Father Leclaii's leading charade! lstlcs. Ho trotted away down the dust road, his cassock bobbing against hi hurrying heels. Aldrlch looked aftei him with a smile and was far from resenting this brusquencss of depar ture, Ho mounted his horse will lighter heart. Ho knew the goof priest had not required this lntcrces slon In her behalf: but tho thought that ho had done her the small serv ice of preparing for her rcceptloi comforted him. His soul longed for opportunities to servo her., and then was so little he could do. Sho could not be far from Attegat now-, ho reflected. It was the tecond day since he hac EPISODE I xnn rnoiii.rcM or tub itETUitNED FUltNlTUBK CHAPTEU VI A FTKR wo had dined on the New York train, Bruno Duke met a friend of his, so I had no opportunity to hear moro of his experiences while selling in Hazclbrook's store. The next morning, however, over our cotTeo and rolls, he continued his story: "The majority of tho people who go Into Hazclbrook's store are of tho good, substantial, average working class and a few of tlio moro poorly paid profes sional class the class who make excel lent risks for a credit business such as Hazelbrook runs. Hazelbrook has such a remrfrkuble name for square dealing that every one has trust In him. "Hazelbrook ought to succeed because "ie has such a wonderful sense of Jus. Ice and sympathy with other people. I eally think be forgets all about the dol- ars and cents side of business In his ornest desire to do his best for every ,ne who conies Into the store. "Several cases of returned goods were eferred to the sales department while r was there, but in every Instance the Investigation fizzled down to such a -ommonplace ns 'The customer changed er mind.' The customer felt she ould not nfford It,' or 'The customer 'Idn'l like It so well when she got It ome.' "Mr. Hazelbrook asked me If I wasn't ure that those results proved the truth f his contention; namely, that the trouble lay In the selling department 'Don't you see, Mr, Duke,' he would say at least once a day, 'that If the fellows sold the furniture good and proper It would stay sold? Of course, I can't hang uround tho men while they are selling to anybody. I've tried It and the salesmen get all flustered up and of course I can't Judge a man undfr those conditions.' " "Don't you really think, Mr. Duke." I broke In, "that that's the source of the trouble?" "But yesterday," Duke protested, "you assured me that the .trouble was In the shipping, department. I think your middle name must be 'Weather Vane,' Tetcr. You point to the last opinion which Is blown to you." "Well," I defended stoutly, "perhaps It Is six of one and half a dozen of the other." He looked at me with a half humorous smile while ho stirred his cortee. "You believe that the trouble Is partly with the salesmen In that they don't sell tho goods properly, and partly that tho furniture Is not deliv ered properly. "Well," I hesitated, "I did think that, hut by tho way you put the question, I guess I'm wrong. Am I?" "For once you've guessed right you're wrong." "I'm right? I'm wrong? Oh, I see! But there must be something wrong with the selling plan, for the goods don't stay sold." "Now wo are In agreement." "But a minute ago" I began. "Yes," ho broke . In, "a minute ago you said It was the salesmen and now you renege and say that It's the sales Plan. The salesmen do excellent work and one of the first things I want to tell Mr. Hazelbrook Is that his sales force Is one of tho best-trained, molt willing and courteous In selllnr the trade that I have ever known. "If they have 'any weakness at all. It Is that In their enthusiasm they sometimes overestimate the value of their goods. They don't say anything untruthful, but they speak so enthusi astically of white pine, for Instance, as to make people bllleve It must be as good as mahogany. "Well, what are you, going to stir gest to Hazelbrook?" I asked curiously. "You'll be hero when Hazelbrook calls and so can And out for yourself. Now let's walk down to tho Republic Cut lery Company, for I want to see our . mutual friend, Francis Graham. And that reminds me we must not forget that we are Invited to his house for that christening party." 12. TODAY'S BUSINESS QUESTION What ia interest t Antiver wUl appear tomorrow, ANSWKIl TO YESTERDAY'S BUSI NESS QUESTION Credit, is power to secure commodi ties or services in the present in re turn for an equivalent promised at a future time. In this space iff. Whitehead will an swer readers' business questions on buy. ina, selling, advertising and employment. DREAM LAND AD VENTURES-By Daddy "THE FOUR GOOD DEEDS" forwnid suddenly and touched the i-cen her at tne wcamng. bandaged aim, "A huit, my son?" ho On the chance of meeting her when asked, with solicltudo In his tones. he could drop a comforting word con- "A smuggler's bullet." explained cerning the prospects awaiting her at Aldrlch. his lips tightening grimly. Attegat. he rode south. Ho icallzo' At last the horses were harnessed and the pallietir procession moved "I did not think they would dare to use bullets Qn this border. There have been bad deeds, hut bullets no, I did i not think they would ever dare." "Fists and clubs have been about their limit, but this affair was a bit unusual. Such a thing may not hap pen again. A drunken man hired by a smuggler that was It! The smuggler his master with . Ilad threo thousand sheep at stake. I was alone." "Who was that smuggler?" asked the priest, sternly. "The worst of them all Dave Rol." "And you did not catch him, then?" that ho must not compromise Made molselle Beaulieu, teacher of youth ut the training-school, with lover-like at tentions, Ho would need to negative by discreet actions the angry charges of Vetal Beaulieu. Just now, however,, she was Evan geline, his sweetheart, a homeless girl, who needed consolation. So he spurred his horse, and he cantered south at a gait which stirred rumors of desperate trouble somewhere along the border. Good rather Leclalr hurried on. Ills eyes on the great structure which border must suffer until some one goes ot Attegat paid In tithes to tho priest ' ,ucky hurt a shot to the rich men some one who Is with potatoes, with beans, with corn, ,s )uciv but I till -He was careful to stay on his own dominated me viuuge ui ahck.ii. side of the line as usual when there Past the huddled houses, the stores. Is danger. Oh, I do not complain of j the tavern, he trotted at his best my wound, Father Leclalr. It Is a gait, bobbing greeting to thoso who through tho flesh I respectfully fcaiuteu mm. ine iranK think that is only a sunshine showed up the frayed seams. -I kF- B. Th men rolled the settlers' wagons bfore the doors of the houses and . wise and bom. wim naj ami oats ior ms two cows , or tho good-fortune: wo officers ' 0f his robe, but the folks of the parish "began their work. Stolidly, uowing 10 meuiuuuum ,.... ..- ..... ... ....,, ..u.c. u ....v ""' j,ave been obliged to turn tno ouier j w& discovered ionK ueiuro iiiai u W v, the decree, the men of the settlement tnougnis j.uu ..ul. .. -. .. .,0 ,...v..D ,, . tolled with the volunteers. The little "Those big men tar away irum .. ,uiiy. una money seiaom cninKeu in it. houses were scantily furnished. There I they who sleep on their stacks of Tne poorer folkg ot Attegat parish were many for the task, and the dollar bills like pigs on straw they unjerstood tho secrets of the big barn. wagons were soon loaded. At last thu cannot be made sorry, for their hearts Wnat the pros,)cl.ous farmers tugged , Were harnessed, and the pa- are too hard, but perhaps they can wlth E00(i.wIH in through the btoad thetlc procession moved. be mado ashamed." front doors, Father Leclalr slyed out Bnng until we aro allowed to fight the1 would continue to flutter along the "You'vo all got relatives on the "Where ao uiey uvc mo mtie uacrc uoor to tno needy or Smugglers according to their own code, streets ot Auegai. river road," Vincent advised them deau?" the sick. For thirty years his big Af ter my leport of thin affair, orders' He was through the village, nearly "They'll take you in until you can get "Very far, Mam'sello. I don't know barn had Been the clearing-house wero wired mo to carry a rifle." , to tho school on the hill, and no one your feet placed." where. They do not como to see wnai where thrift and good-fortune dlo- The priest had listened, uttering "Your damn Yankee plgs-they have they own. The money takes lega;and counted the bitter present of the unfo,. mtlo clucks of alarm. ;t no placo for these people to I nurr.es u" -- -- - - - " -" - --".- i i ao not hko w.e duuuu ul . iu, my son. Matters win gruw mucn cheek too long on this border, we was 0f no use to give i ainer Leclalr have had to bo mild nnd peaceful tab- a purse to be used for new raiment, bles. Perhaps now our superiors down After such presentations it would be In tho city at the desks will under- noticed that children in Interesting stand better what we aro face to face numbers appeared at church with new ...hi, ,.n I,. Wo can't ston smug-'boots or new caps. The old cassock (In last' week's story, Reggie, the Uoy Who Howled, was kidnapped by the Black Hoof clan, reggv discover ed that the clan was made up of Balky Sam, Billy Ooat, Johnny Bull and Judge Owl. She rescued lleggle but told the clan they must be punished.) CHAPTER I Judge Peggy Holds Court 4TJEE-HAW!" "Bow-wow." "Baa- - baa I" "Whoo-whoo !" , All this Jumble of sounds drew 1'eggy ut of bed nnd to the window. In the lrd she beheld a lively powwow. Thero were Balky Sam, Johnny Bull, 'udge Owl and Billy Goat in nn excited rgument. "Hee-haw ! I can't wait another mln te. I'm going to wake her up right ow," brayed Balky Sam. "That's what I say," bleated Billy "oat. "I want to know the worst." "Let's put It oft. Maybe sho will for. 'et about It," growled Johnny Bull. "Princess Peggy will not forget," hooted Judge Owl. "But I think It vould bo foolish to wake her up. Folks me alwajs cross when their sleep Is vrol.en." "Here, heie, what's all this row about?" cried Peggy. "There, I told jou she would be toss!" hooted Judge Owl. "It was you who woKo her up: vraed Balky Sam. "Now she will give us fits," growled 'ohnny Bull. "We'd better get out of here before she catches us," bleated Billy Goat ner vously. "I'm not cross." said Peggy. "Walt until I come down." Throwing on her kimono, she quickly anpeared on the porch. "Now, tell me what ou are arguing about." Tho animals looked uncomfortable and glanced from one to another. "Well," began Balky Sam, "you see we are worrying ourselves sick over the punishment you aro going to give us for kidnapping the Boy Who Howled. We haven't been able to sleep or eat since your wonderful detective genius dls Mn.A our crime. We want to have It over with." "Oh," said Peggy, seating herself on "Here, here, what's all this about?" said Peggy the back steps and drawing her kimono about her like a Judge's robe, "a guilty conscience Is a stern Judge. "Give It to them hard," advised Billy Belgium, drawn to the back yard by all the commotion. "Are you going to starve me to death?" bleated Billy Goat. "For If you are I wish you would start now while I haven't any appetite." "Arc you going to have me whipped?" braed Balky Sam. "If ou are I'd rather be whipped by a Hun than by an American, for an American can whip 1 harder than any one else on earth." "Are you going to chain me up?" growled Johnny Bull. "If you are I wish you'd do It where no cats can laugh at me." "Aro you going to make me get mar ried?" hooted Judge Owl. who was a confirmed old bachelor. "For If you aro I want to make my will right now." , Peggy thought very hard and sol. emnly. Then she pronounced sentence. "You really cured Reggie of howl Ing, and that helped make your crime less. So I am going to be merciful. I sentence each of you to go out lno the world and perform a good deed." "Hee-haw," brayed Balky Sam. "That's easy. I'll be a hero. I'll rescue a fam ily from n burning building." And awny ho galloped. , 'Til save a child from drowning," barked Johnny Bull, and away he trotted. "I'll stop a train from tumbling through a broken bridge Into a raging river." bleated Billy Goat, who had watched moving pictures at camp. And away he Jumped. "I'll carry a line to a sinking ship," hooted Judge Owl. And away he flew. "I'll be here at sunset to hear your re ports," called Peggy after them. "AndA jou can come, too, Billy Belgium." (In the next chapter Judge Owl felts hl story.) Svt y ,v., rv s left no Ulaco their feet," blazed Hebert, walk ! ' in ahead of his horse. "They buy the uji 4 land all the land. They need It only - -., Tjfr grow uicir ii ceo. "" ' our homes. But they lave their homes. s, 'They do not care." Women and children walked In the behind the wagons. They carried fragile articles In their arms. They stopped and gazed" back at tho empty houses and trudged on. It all had happened so soon, had been accomplished with such grim celerity, that Evangeline could scarce lv credit her senses, when she stared , about the little settlement. She had remained until the last. BUledeau rT, had drawn his horse to one siue so W' that tho procession might have clear $ way for the loaded wagons. ThB doors were swung wide. One or k'iWwo rude toys which had been dropped "il3Sy frightened children lay in tne yaru :"5ir her. She picked them up so that he might restore them. f11The little new house which had bar. red Joy for one night seemed to ge at her with Its gable windows, "swd tho door was open wide like a -mouth expressing horror. There was almost a human expression In the i V'Jii v..,,,.,.. ,o.Bp hucIi when one oo- awtir nv ' aarves with a bit of Imagination. 2 The fine ralrt had made the flowers "it 'tho danclng-grouud bodden, and lay still. Th Blrl went t0 ''e'eau u,m ,A n the seat ot ne oio, wus""- . .- . .tV. tViflt "tod It was only lasi .k- ' ! ..,! IhOV r Mdle sang to mem " - here." she saw. ciiokiiib. . ...v.o T nm i txlleye us iruo. . - . M'ser Bllieaeau. i v indlL I cannot." tbay turned the corner of the - . '. . ft...a t-. avab gn oemnu, ," bar jsjlm on the door had succeeded in detaining him. A woman came running from her door, and cried shrilly to him. win vou not stop, I'ero Leclalr? wherever they live. I wish It could be Thrltt understood, and did not com-1 worse." 1 1 have something for your ears." known what they make tho poor pIaln After thirty years tho good i "Ah, I fear what I said sounded j;ot nowl I am In a great hurry." folks suffer, and then good men would , priest who nas welcomed tho Infants, bloodthirsty, good father. I did not j ..j beg you to stop." ' point their fingers and make them , joined the hands of lovers and stroked mtan it thut way. I do not want to ne aid not halt. He hastened tho ashamed in the place wnero tne live. tne wrnkie(j nds shut over dead eyes, shoot men. "What I hope Is that when fftster, "That Is not the way. sho cneu may exact a blt tyrannically when It hotly, flashing her eyes at the meek 1 19 for a g00(j cause. Tho prosperous old man. "They should be dragged I smied wnen Father Leclalr exacted here by strong men. They should be an( ioved his ways, made to look on while the women Norman Aldrlch. riding up from tho and children are turned out of their i goutlu kji(JW whero he would flna the homes. Then, if they did not relent, jprlest tliat bright morning. He knotted, strong men should beat their faces ,, hrldle rems about the tethering- nnd make them give Justice." ra(1 ln troni or the stoneJiouse, nodded He blinked at her, startled by tins ree,n t0 he ancient housekeeper. sudden outburst In one whom he had i hose Bnarled face peered between the thought so gentle. Ho found in ner potted geraniums ln the kitchen win- face the samo expression tnat naa ,!... and waiked around to the gar- made Vetal Beaulieu quail that had den cowed David Rol. Tho old hound, gave one "woof" of It Is known far and wide that tho oftl. -There will be time," he told her -ers bears arms for their protection, QVer his shoulder, begrudging the and to make the laws respected, the I breath, for the hill was ahead of him. smugglers will think twice before they i start trouble." "It may happen for the best tha way." But tho priest contlnucJ ti shako his head doubtfully. He was too much occupied with his own thoughts to noto the growing em barrassment of his Buest. The young man tried once or twice to start u subject and paused In some confusion. "I'm sure you do not think that Davo Rol would make a girl a good (CONTINUED TOMORROW) . An Ideal Case Smith (anxiously) Am I a very bad ase,Ndoctor? Doctor (with entnusiasm) Wacl7wny. -ny dear sir, you're beautiful beauti ful! The diagnosis points to appendi citis, visceroptosis, duodenal displace ments and possible complications Pass ing Show. FRIENDLY LIGHTa. The street-cars pass In radiant files; Store-lights my glad eyes greet; The arc-light's whlto reflection smiles Up from the rain-washed street. Umbrella-topped I gaily roam Warmed by tho lights of many a home.' How friendly this old world can be Despite its rush and fuss! The town Is all lit up for rne! And you! and ull of us! And I am grateful, be It said. To light-experts, alive or dead. Blight souls still shining fromitho heights! One needs must hold them dear: The souls behind the many lights That make ono's pathway clearl So many benefactors "gone "Whose souls go shining on and on! QRIF ALEXANDER. THE DAILY NOVELETTE . THE RIBBON COUNTER By Shirley Symonds MRS. BlXiVTON was standing In the doorway of their pretty suburban homn when her son drove up ln his gray roadster. "Oh, Ralph," she called, as he stomied the motor, "will you drive hack to the Emporium for a bolt of baby blue ribbon? You can Just about make It before they close. One bolt of baby blue No. 1 ; cJn you remember?" "Sure, mother," responded Ralph, obligingly, "but why doirt you Jump In and go, too?" "I can't: I have to preparo supper, 'lurry, now, dear, or vouil be too lnte." Ralph, grinning good-naturedly, Bwung the car uround and was off to do his mother'H bidding, while she, with a little thrill of pride, re-entered the house llttlo dreaming that back at the Em porium. Cupid, perched on a bolt of blue ribbon, lay In wait for her unsus pecting son. Life behind the ribbon counter at the Emporium was not very thrilling; at least, so thought Carol Warren glancing at the clock which pointed five minutes to closing time. A lonely girl ln a strange city, Bhe felt particularly tired and depressed this evening; Dut wnen the forelady handed her her week's pay envelope and she remembered that she naa nut twemy-nve cents leu in ner nurse, Bhe felt suddenly grateful for the position, tiresome though It was. With the small envelope still ln her hand she was drawing the cover over the counter when Ralph stepped briskly up and asked for a bolt of baby blue ribbon No. 1. Carol looked up and the tired expression In her eyes smote him to the heart. At the same time he thought he had never seen a prettier girl. Carol, lushing beneath his gaze, patiently turned to the shelves behind her. "Baby Mue No. 1, did you say?" "Yes, please, nnawered Ttalnh nlreadv struck with Cupid 8 dart, and lost ln admiration of the small figure before him. Speedily producing tne ribbon, Carol supped it -to nn envelope nnd nassed It to Rnlnh In exchange for the proper change. For an Instant their eyes met and each was conscious of a queer little flutter nbout the heart that was most disturb ing. Ralph left the store rebelling against those conventions which forbade him offering the little lady behind the ribbon counter a seat In his car. Ills mind dwelt on the pleasure it would give him to tuck her up luxuriously and drive her home after the weary day at the store. He Judged that It must have - n -vary day by the look In the sweet, tired eyeB. "Mother, here's your baby blue rib- re?ehlSp tfJm? B0.8 mments later oh m .?"" SuPPer smells good." i r "-.Beaton came In from the kitchen In a frilly white apron and with her Cheeks nrettllv fltt.hl.t ull"?"' culinary exertions '" "" cenl "Where's the ribbon, Ralnh eh Khf: "WlrnVh,e "velope on thePllbT?ry t"a?nhm" " ?? orVenter". tainment of an afternoon guest, who wa.!UPterested In old pictures. vny, wnat is th Is " exclaimed sir. Beaton, and Ralph, looklnr ,m .T: vssprin hMf'0?, Vl membired seeing it hmhh?E!.fJ:n, "' w"0 waited on S,'?. nLtteJr"'.bon counter. In some age'. In h.rhear7 .- SIf. fF' V - it m, a .i,.... -- - r- """ ioi-rv ii Fhe' s'mftl10 :th.7. Kr3K8UiV H the small envelope, promlslni- to mSw. Ts . tne .luhtrui R"i! the next morn '" H's eye fell back to the album . f t-aW a "SOMEBODY'S ST ENOG" That's Different! -1 Where's miss oVlaSe ? Does That sirlTtiimk shes ! Coivrl1it lltn by Publlo Iditfr Co By HAYWARD fa 1 v-i 1 t V i. Boss here ? its Tew r S'l l llVUI '. t - vheuThat girl comes im -sewd her) I To Mr OFFICE ! IP -SHE; "THlMKS WE H CAM'TGeT along without her-shes (36V ANOTHER, r -1i 5uEss!n?r AAR5. O'FLAtSE TELEPHOAlEb That miss o'fl'ase w BE IN. SHE'S SICK I -i I f r. I I y- . .1 I I VXf ui r k Ht 'I- JA " JvE9MMI'77V i ..f.. A-fttF taVaftt r V I'M I III lll'V-' III lUtullU.N l - . rawks. - vifr W'W WMfflj wpu 'wmmm tm jt .- v , j r i ,w ui v ;tij.' ui mi u ii ii w I.; i .- i 11 i -rr.t i i fur ir n .-zv ir'..,j'Jriiiiifii . i ,--iyi"!i i . ii i r. i i -r J'irfOrTU fl ttlUiA 14 i 'I .' II 1 ' I ir-,-.'ll Ullsala1; u-a . 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I wouUl niSfR1"011 t0 know where she Is to- , know'that'SSS811!?4 nalph' "" l dlan't y I,sLPf.h.n5.8J5meht with lv,, Zu . .Jl ftl,ftft ft o o ciocic to- SJ'tV B58-.wa". behind the ribbon counter Rt the Emporium looking quite the same ? I" this picture." "ImBoiible." sffiSd Mrs. Beaton ; "but I must see this Trlrl w"j; "? bearing a resemblance to Annie would touch my heart very deeply." afrLTn1f.Sev,dJh p Sfew erectly - -- "s. wnat are you looKing rorr- said a girl across the ?,i iasshe P'nned on her hat "Oh, Minnie, I ve lost my pay envelope," said Carol almost In tears. "I can V find It "ywhere." "Too bad." said Minnie, "but you had It In your hand when you ,' " " uifto luuui man. i saw .. it. '?., ".."ny'hlng you put It Into i 4V i" .l.'StnBf u". coum I have done that J" said poor llttlo Carol; "but I don t know who he was, and " "It was young Ralph Beaton, the law yer." Informed Minnie. "I know, be cause I saw his picture ln the paper when he was admitted to the bar, -and r never forget good-looking faces. I should go to his house and im ir h. ha. It." and Carol, In her straits, grasped i .. w. -. v ..who mm ucciuca lo 5 fnl mW tlAf TFlAnn'a aAve.m T -i.hm .-! ft-. 8 when she reached the Beaton home 1 and timidly rang tho bell. I Mrs. Beaton herself opened the door, and at sight of the girl on the threshold J' her heart leaped tremendously. Carol , tried to speak, but Mrs. Beaton was, too i much moved to, heed her. "Forgive me, I dear," said the older woman, 'but you i oo iook so mucn ukb ieu me, was Annie -t Gordon your mother?" "Yes." replied the trembling glrL "Oh, my dear, come i In," and Mrs. Beaton almost pulled the 4 surprised girl Inside the cheery llvlnc I room, where Ralph sat by the table t reading. Starting up at sight of Carol. he -tieard ht mother say: "I am sure ,' this is the young rady whose pay en- velope you brougnt home tonight, Ralph; ; TJ and she Is also the daughter of my dear ) -c girlhood friend." I J Mt. . ... BA ft. .ft.. fl -H In II.. & W iiero . -i'jj v-o wii, - . 1 ton's eyes as she welcomed the shy i 1 stranger to hor heart and home; and to ,, ' Itaipn lv senieu mil tifauiaa wa opened. Needless to say, tne romance, hemm that evenlor at the ribbon coun ter enaea very speeunr in preiiy nine wedding, and as the gray rqadster shot forth on a wedding journey no one but Ralphs mother rememoerea inai tnare was such a commonplace .thing IfltlW world as a bolt of baby-blus ribbon. Vm'smI tiMlit mViliMr Isajsyg 'Ii t! sjw M4-atoM w -..,1- ..jSsE-. Xa jJ rfgsr.Sl -" n.i
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