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VfUl llaullMi kw an Inn an tha
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muilrn, Ilia daninirr, r.t -
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banlneM, ntmr to mnrrr the n ,,"ld
Rol. a imnrttrr, whom nrr iauir n
chown for he, and lTf home prnnl.
If... dftftjnlnfd to bfcome n teacher In n
"Yankee school" at Altfaat. Fiddler
nlllcdrau takea Rransellne to Atteaat.
Norman Aldrlch. "Yankee" cwitnm.
officer, meet" Kiancellne, fall" In late
lth her. and they become ma-ased. H"l
and I.00I Mini-, an attorney of Atteat.
are partner. In n political IntrUnr, and
Itlalfi iroinle Kol to alt him In cap
turlnl Kiannllne. Ilol rfturn. to etal
neaulleu'a plnre, soarta the old man Into
a determination to force Knnllne to re
tnrn home, and do 1iW t.Udlne. 'Vetal
neanllen and Itol together et out for At
tcrat. meet lllal and n number of Kol a
confederate at an Inn on the ra. here
Fiddler llllledeau and other are J''"n
tho nlht. On alM ol i.m.-r ""-"
Vetal neanllen become, enrnied, hn Wan
draw
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do ao. hla fortune to to to 1 m-" .....r
dcaa.. Neit dar ther Journey toward At
trial, riddler llllledeau merta Aldrlch
rldlnr the border, adtl.ea him of the meet
tnr at tho Inn, and Aldrlch determine to
to to Atlecat to protect Ktnntellne.
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Yes, and tho hot flame of love was
In his heart, Aldrlch told himself. He
had understood her so welt from tho
first, had so clearly seen her instinc
tive aversion to tho swaggering Kol,
that tho thought of a rival had never
disturbed tho sweetness of his affec
tion for her. In splto of tho distress
ins contretemps at Bols de-ltancourt,
their love had been an Idyl. Ho was
euro of her loyalty, even tnougn ineir ,
circumstances Imposed long waiting;
upon them. The pure and placid ro- ,
mance of tho attachment had oer-1
shadowed tho sordid recalcitrance of
Vetal Beaulleu and the sensual wooing
by Rol. He had been suro of her
heart. Other considerations had not
weighed.
Now all was changed' Tie was con
vinced that lustful passion threatened
her. A satyr's love, sanctioned by her
father, pursued her
The spur of primal instinct loweled
Aldrlch's soul. Tho female ho had
chosen for his mate was In danger of
violation. His fears argued with him
now: there could bo only one errand
which would bring Beaulleu and Roi ,
,-th. .lesnatchlng their emissaries
ahead of them across the border. Beau
lieu had determined to take his daugh
ter! "Without stopping to debate the
question of paternal rights versus the
claims of lovo. Norman Aldrlch prompt
ly determined that Beaulleu should not
carry her away where she would bo
exposed to persecutions by tho liber
tine who coveted her.
Back to Attegat. back to Evangeline,
it danger threatened there seemed to
lie his duty.
"Thank you-and adieu. M'ser Blllc-
deau," he said, haste In his tones. i
shall act on what you have said'."
Ho whirled his horse and clattered
away up the slope. His plan was not
clear In his mind. Ho really had no I
dnnlte knowledge that danger threat
enod the girl. Therefore, clrcum j
stances must govern. I
Bllledeau had warned him that spies
had been sent along tho mgnways
"Whynot was ahead of him. Ho de
cided to bo cautious. Ho turned off
tho road Into the forest, making his
way by mossy foot-paths and by bush
bordered lanes which lumbermen had
used. The afternoon sun was low
-and tho shadows were deep under the
trees, but he knew tho hidden ways
through the forest, for he had traveled
them at times when caution had
counted for more than haste.
Even tho impetuosity of a locr
must defer to prudence. At sunset
he dismounted at a brook and ate his
bread and meat while his horse crop
ped the grass of a little clearing. Tho
ride to Attegat, by the winding paths
and devious lanes ho had chosen, was
no task for a weary and hungry norse.
It was dark In tho forest when he
swung himself into the saddle Prog
ress was slow after he started. There
were rotting logs across the way and
the woodland vistas were puzzling In
the gloom. In tho silence of tho night
the fires of his Imagination were
alight. All at once tho panic of haste
took possession of him. He blamed
the caution that had Inspired him to
avoid the spies. To be sure, knowl
edge of the whereabouts of a man who
would seriously threaten their designs
would be valuable to Vetal and his
companions, and such reflection naa
caused Aldrlch to leave the highway.
While his horse floundered along he
tried to console himself by the
thought that, lacking information as
to their plans, ho needed to employ
atealth. The spectacle of him pound.
lng along the highway In broad day on
the road to Attegat would have put
his foes on their guard. But after a
time he was not consoled by that
.hn,ht. He cursed his folly aloud.
Ah he had gone upon this business of
the heart, this knight-errantry for
the sake of the girl he loved, Just as
he -would have started on ft quest for
smugglers! The obsession of his oc
cupation had been too strong. He had
employed the methods of a sleuthing
customs deputy In an affair where he
had the right to stand forth and de
mand and enforce protection of the
girl he loved even from her own
father; In his new exaltation he de
cided that he had this right. For
Vetal Beaulleu had promised her to
tt licentious scoundrel. Without ques
tionand now this conviction camo to
him -with full force the two were In
the north country for the one purpose
of oarrylnB her away to settle her
future as Rot's wife. And he was
wasting his time dodging trees and
wallowing through tote-road sloughs,
piry'-f the game of merely trying to
,fnl an adversary when the occa-
action, Miion uionai
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mntlo tho best of Its way through tho
woods, thoughts hod teen racing
through tho mind of Aldrlch. Tho
affair of Evancellne Beaulleu took
new f wm frco ,h t a tele.
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that ho was wanted In Attcgnt at mat
momentl
By following tho sinuous course of
tho lanes ho knew that ho could arrive
thcro unobserved. Hut, to repeat, the
panic of hasto took possession of him
all at once.
Tho hlghwajs from across the
border came Into Attegat like lingers
converging to the palm.
Aldrlch was between two of those
fingers,
Ite leaped off his horso and took tho
bridle-rein. Tho work he had ahead of
him Just then was not n horseback Job.
Ho would be obliged to desert lanes
and paths and plunge straight thiough
Jtho woods to the nearest highway
When no leu the route no nail cnosen
ho had nothing except sense of direc
tion to guide him. Had it been day ho
could havo found a tote road or lumber-lane
leading out to tho highway.
In the night, among the trees, the vis
tas deceive.
Ho thrashed his way through
bushes, across brooks, and tho horse
followed at the end of the rein. Now
and then when the tree-tops thinned
he took a fresh look nt the north star
and rushed on. It was slow work, tho
a
best he could make of It. There were
battlements of ledges whero ho was
obliged to mako detours on account of
tho horso. Every now and then ra
vines forced him to rctraco his steps.
He was headed straight across broken
country; and the lanes had followed
the lines of least resistance. But ho
did not daro to turn too far from tho
direct course, and over and over he
risked his neck and the limbs of his
horso In making a climb or a descent.
In place.s tho crowns of the black
growth were so thick that ho could
not see tho sky or find his guide, the
north star. Therefore, lie lost his way
on such occasions.
While ho struggled on he damnea
himself for folly. Inefficiency and lack
of all qualities a man ought to have.
His hands were bleeding from contact
with the sharp rocks; his faco was
gashed and smarting from thrusts of
twigs. An occasional and piteous
whinny from the horse informed the
offlccr that the animal was having his
own troubles.
The panic which assails one who
feels that he Is late for the duty which
calls him does not aid In accomplish
ment. Aldrlch fell here and there! ho
-oiled, tugging along his much-endur-ng
horso, and when at last he burst
rom the forest Into the starlit high-
,vay, staggering through the wayside
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By HOLMAN DAY
'A Romance of tho Border
alders, bleeding, tattered, panting, ho
was far from feeling Hko a hero of
any occasion, nor'dlil ho resemble one.
Ho was a disgusted, overwrought
young man, blazing with tho fury of
Impatience, hot with tho fires of appre
hension on behalf of ono whom ho
loved with nil his soul and for whom
ho desperately feared. Ho did not
daro to look at his watch to dlscoer
how many valuablo hours ho had
wasted In what ho had determined
would be a cautious sortlo in the
woods, lie did not tako tho time
to wipe tho sweat and blood from his
face. Ho leaped into tho saddlo and
sent his horse away on tho Jump be
foro he had found h's stirrups.
"By tho gods, after this when I
know I'm right I'll go tho straight
way to a thing and go on tho gallop! "
ho Rhouted to the sky above htm.
sWrefore, out of that travail In tho
nlghRhroudcd forest camo a resolu
tion which was worth tho toll, and
which served him well In certain other
adventures of that stirring evening.
Ho rodo toward Attegat, his face
close to tho flying mano of his horso,
encouraging the animal with pat of
hand and crooning word, Ho did not
look to right or left In search of the
spies of Dao Rol. His eyes were
nhcad, his lieirt leaping toward Ma
damo Oulllftti-'H cottugo In Attegat
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ldricli leaped oil his horse and went down on his
That he was too late, that tho spies
were no longer required, was a
thought which seared his soul'
THE SEVEN DOGS Of WAR I
THE village of Attegat lay hushed
rush of Aldrlch's horso along tb
street to tho square awakened tho
echoes nothing else. The folks went
to bed early and slept soundly In At
tegat. In tho squaro tho officer halted his
sweating horse at the mossy trough,
and the animal thirstily drovo his noso
into tho water to his eyes. Then there
wcro no other sounds that the eager
suming as tho horso drank, the tjnklo
of the llttlo stream from tho wooden
spout, tho tired murmuring of nestling
doves In the eaves here and there. The
windows of the houses wero blank and
dark. In Pere Leclalr's church the
altar light glimmered weakly tho only
spark that Illumined tho darkness.
Aldrlch allowed tho dripping horso
to drink but little, both prudence and
Impatience governing him.
He rode toward Madame Oulllette's
house. Yes, thero was ono more light
In tho village. It was In Madame
Oullletto's window. Ho saw It when he
turned the corner and began the ascent
of tho hill. Tho gate was open. He
dismounted and led his horso to tho
bossThe Fever
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door, and ho heard steps hurrying
within afttr ho rapped.
It -was M.ulamo Oullletto who
opened,
"Ah " she cried, blinking sleepily at
tho night outside, seeing but dimly,
"ou Imvp come back, then, Mam'scllt
nvangellno"' I havo waited. I havo
worried "
"Is Mam'sello nvangellno not here?"
ho gasped. "I am Norman Aldrlch.
When Tid sho go away? Whcro Is
she? Speak quickly, Madame!"
Agonizing fear quivered In his tones
Ho set his hands on cither sldo of tho
door and leaned to her, stammering
more questions.
"Her father came. Ah, yes, ho was
her father. Sho called him that. Sho
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went out-of-doors to talk with him.
Sho has not como back. He was her
father." she insisted, quieting her own
misgivings. "So I did not worry. But
I hao been wondering why sho has
not come back."
"By God!" Aldrlch groaned. "Why
did you allow her to go? Why did you
not give alarm. They havo stolen her.
It is a damnablo plot."
"But it was her father," repeated
Madame Oulllette. "Who has the
right to step between a father and his
girl?"
In that tumult of his emotions the
woman's remark was like a blow In
tho face. He groaned. Who had tho
right? Then ho thought of Davo Rol,
and that thought was like a blow of
the whip across tho flanks of a race
horse. Ho cursed. For him It was
no longer a matter between Vetal
Beatrileu and his daughter; It was a
matter betwen Rol and a man for
whom Evangeline had declared her
love.
"Do you know nothing more?"
"No, M'ser. But tell mo what "
He did not wait. Sho screamed
frantic queries after him as ho gal
loped away.
In tho middle of tho village square
a dim flguro stood with arms up
raised. The gesture was so compelling,
so appealing, that ho reined down his
horse. Tho man was Notary Pierre
Gcndreau.
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"I heard tho horso's hoofs when you
hurried past. 'Trouble, trouble,' they
seemed to say. I guessed It might be
you, M'ser Aldrlch. You havo found
It out for yourself, then?"
"I havo found out that Vetal Beau
lleu has been here tonight and taken
nway his daughter," blurted tho young
man. "Is that what you mean,
notary?" i
"I do not moan that I did not know
of It. But this Is what I know. I am
a notary, I have business with the
town clerk at Attegat at times. I
am entitled to inspect his records. In
tentions of marrlago between David
Rol and Evangcllno Beaulleu havo
been entered on those books. Yes, and
tho llcenso has been Issued. I saw
tho names thcro today."
Aldrlch reeled on his horse. The
notary peered up at tho face that was
ghastly whlto In tho starlight lined
hero and thero by the blood from the
wounds the lashing twigs had dealt.
"It seemed to me Hko mischief," fal
tered tho old man. "I know Davo Rol.
Ho Is not a lit husband for a girl.
But I did not think Vetal Beaullou
would do what you havo said."
"All of us are fools," declared Aid
rich, hotly. "Wo havo let an inno
cent girl bo dragged out'of this vil
lage. Sho Is In tho clutches of tho
worst renegade on this border. Good
God abovo us! Whero havo they
taken her? What is happening to
her?"
He siHirrcd his horso In his frenzy,
holding hu reins tight, and the animal
spun atound in a circle on scuffling
fee.. TC right and left and all about
Aldrlch directed agonized glances as
though ho wero trying toi decide which
direction to take. His thoughts wero
piercing him llko knife-thrusts. His
Imagination painted a hideous picture
His were tho tortures of a man bound
hand and foot and doomed to witness
tho ravishment of u maid.
"They can't mako her marry him.
Sho hates the wretch. Such things
cannot be done," ho choked.
"When men are determined and des
perate and a father Is present and
consents, a great deal can bo done,"
stated tho notary, sadly. "I seo the
hand of Louis Blals In this. He has
tho right to perform mairiages. Yes,
a great deal can bo done when men
aro desperate and dishonest."
Ho was talking to a madman.
Aldrlch leaped off his horse and
went down on his knees In tho dust
of tho square. He put his faco closo
to the ground. Ho stared with filming
eyes at tho criss-crossing of wagon
tracks. Ho realized that such efforts
to gain clues were worse and useless.
But he was not In a state of mind to
uso reason. Oh, to find somo sign
which would show him which way
they had taken her! To see ono rut
fresher than tho rest which would
afford a hint!
"How did they come? How did they
go?" ho gasped. "Did you not hear
them, notary? Was thero not a cry
for help? You heard mel Why didn't
you hear them? You must have heard
a horse a wagon something!"
'.'No, I heard nothing. Wagons
come and go hero In the night. I do
not notice them. But your horse gal
loped you hurried and I knew tho
names had been entered on the clerk's
books, and I had been worrying."
Aldrlch struggled to his feet. He
brandished his arm above his head.
His lips were rolled away from his
teeth.
"Oh, If I wero only a hound In
stead of a man Just now! I would
follow on my hands and knees. I am
good for nothing". I havo let them
steal her," he raved.
Notary Gendreau folded his arms In
tho cloak which ho had thrown over
his nlght-gcar and wagged his head
sympathetically. But, having no sug
gestions to offer, ho kept silent.
There were four roads out of Atte
gat besides tho main road to the south.
"No, they woum not nave gone
toward Monarda," the officer burst out,
answering certain mental calculations
which the notary himself was revolv
ing. "Rol Is a coward. He would not
tnkn the road on this side of the river.
Ho has gone back toward tho border.
Oh, God In the heavens, tell me which
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(CONTINUED TOMORROW)
DREAMING
In an easy chair I'm sitting; I havo time at my command;
I am smoking good tobacco, and my books are close at hand;
The room Is bright and cozy and I let myself relax;
But I'd swap the evening's leisure for a woodpile and an axe.
It Is morning and a silver mist Is rising from the bay.
Tho kitchen chimney smoke Informs of flapjacks on their way.
The pine chips fly this way and that while odors sweet arise;
I am fixing up a back log of a large and cheerful size.
I know that labor's holy and that breakfast will be good,
So I split a llttlo kindling and I tote a turn of wood.
"Say, Aunt Mary, how Is breakfast?" I Inquire with anxious frown.
"Deed, the bacon am a-frlzzlln' and tho cakes am turnln' brown."
So I feed the open fireplace and I watch the sparks fly up.
Aunt Mary brings my heaping plate; her mistress fills my cup.
It's Up to mo to do the rest. I do It, and remark:
"Life Isn't trouble any more; life's nothing but a lark!"
Life's nothing but a lark? Perhaps! Again my plpo I light
And I'm back In good old Phllly on a February night.
Tho room Is bright and cozy and I let myself relax
But I'd swap the evening's leisure for a woodpllo and an axe.
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DREAM LAND AD VENTURES-ByDaddy,
"THE CAPTIVE QUEEN"
(Flora, Queen 0 the Wtfd Floioen,
l mfottnj; when the time comet for her
to awaken the spring blottomi. PeoBV,
Dtlty and the Birds find her a prisoner
in a fountain.)
THE QUEEN'S WARNING
rpnUE enough. Queen Flora was a
captive. Tho spurting, splashing
waters at tho top of the fountain held
her as securely- as though they had
been bars of steel. The queen's dancing,
which had caused the Birds to think
her at play, was not really dancing at
all sho was being tossed about by the
waters against her will.
"Iveap high. Queen Flora, leap high I"
cried Prince Bonnie Blue Bell.
Queen Flora leaped high, a stream In
tho center of the fountain giving her a
strong boost, but her leap was not high
enough to carry her to freedom. Sho
was forced back, tumbling down amid
the Jets of water, which presently rhot
her up Into tho air again, turning her
over and over. It was plain thnt the
queen could not save herself.
"My poor queen I I'll rescue jout"
shouted Prince Bonnlo Blue Bell, strip
ping off his coat.
Tho rocky heap which formed the
base of the fountain stood In tho midst
of a pond, with water all around It.
Prince Bonnlo Blue Bell boldly plunged
Into the pond and swam to the rocky
heap. There, however, he found hlm
relf balked. The water pouring down
the rocks from the fountain above made
them so slippery he could not gain a
foothold. Again and again he tried to
fight his way upward and again and
again ho lost his grip on the rocks and
was carried by tho rushing streams back
Into tho pond. He became exhausted
BRUNO
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FURNlTUltE
The llerlnnliii of a Complicated Caie
A S I entered that sitting room at tho
Belton Hotel, I had, of course, re
moved my hat. The elderly woman who
was there was so surprising In appear
ance that I acted somewhat like a bash
ful schoolboy and twiddled my hat
around as I gazed from those long hands
to the large, deathly white face, disfig
ured by a somewhat pronounced sandy
mustache.
"Suppose you let me relieve you of
your hat and your embarrassment," she
said and then I had another surprise,
for she had a deep voice like a man, but
with a soft, mellow tone that made It
sound beautiful.
Without a word I passed her my hat.
She placed It on a small table and asked,
"You aro Mr. Flint?"
"Yes. Miss ?"
"Benks," she supplied then. "I am
Miss Carstalrs's old nurse. I've nursed
ccry young Carstalrs for the last forty
jears. She's the last and best-of them
all, so when she got worried about things
it was natural I should leave my
brother's homo and be with her. I pre
sume you aro Mr. Duke's assistant,
young man?"
"Yes. Miss Benks." I smiled. "I am
Peter Flint, Mr. Duke's assistant."
'Tell me, young man," sne loiaca ner
arms and looked sternly at me, "Is Mr.
Duke really a clever man?"
T remembered how DUKc, one lime,
corrected the head of a tremendous or
ganization for calling me "young man
and Insisted on my being called Mr.
Flint.
"Always Insist on being treated as a
man of Importance. If people feel they
can be 'offhand or familiar with you It
may gUe you a-klnd of following, but
you will not havo the respect of the
people who count. Now jou cannot ex
pect people to consider your work or
your suggestion of alue unless you
havo their confidence and respect,' so
ho admonished me afterward.
With this thought in mind, I remarked
somewhat coldly.
"Docs jour mistress wish to Know
that? If so, I will not waste your time.
Mr. Duke did not send me hero to speak
about him, but to see Miss Cnrstalrs."
Miss Benks seemed taken aback at
this and answered hastily:
"Pray, forgive me. Mr. Flint; my
question was altogether too abrupt, but
tell me. please, Is Mr. Duko really a
marvel?"
"I fear I cannot discuss that matter,
so If you will pleao tell Miss Carstalrs
t am here that will be all I need to
trouble you about," was my reply.
I "I'm going to seo that poor Miss Car
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The Prince was dragged to land
by his rtruggles, but plucklly kept bat
tling to reach tho queen until Peggy
saw that ho was in danger of being
drowned.
"Come back, Prince Bonnie Blue, Bell,"
she cried. But Bonnlo Blue. Bell wns
ready to dlo for his queen and did not
heed her
Billy Belgium was quick to act. Ho
still carried the clothesline which
the Birds hair given him and Peggy a
lift Turning It Into a lasso by tying
a nooso In one end, he skillfully threw
the loop over Prince Bonnie Blue Bell's
shoulders Just as tho brave elf was sink
ing Into tho pond. A Jerk tightened the
nooso and then tho prince was quickly
dragged back to land. He was In de
spair because ho could not aid the
queen.
"I'll cavo her," volunteered General
Swallow. Ho darted to tho top of tho
fountain and plunged Into tho Jets of
DUKE
stalrs Isn't swindled, and If you want to
get a Job for your employer you must
tell me something about him."
Tho only reply I made was to piety
UP my hat and walk toward tho door.
"Walt, please, Mr. Flint, I don't ques
tion you or Mr. Duke, but let me tell
you something."
I turned and waited for her to speak.
She was obviously agitated, but In a
moment began;
"Miss Carstalrs Is only a young girl,
not yet twenty. Her mother died at her
birth and her father Is now well, quite
old. Ho married again and was quite a
lot older than his second wife. His
health and his mind, I fear, have given
way to .1 series of hard blows. Their
once large fortune Is rapidly vanishing
anil I want that sweet child to save
enough to protect her from want."
For a moment I thought her emotion
would overcome her, but sho caught
ncrscir ana continued.
"Several people have offeied to help
her, but so far everybody who has had
a hand In her affairs has cost her
money. The wee lassie Is so Ignorant of
the business world that she Is Is easy
to Impose upon. She's no Idea of tho
alue of money."
"Cannot her father " I began.
THE DAILY NOVELETTE
MANAGING MALCOLM
By Joan M. Gray
ELIZABETH sat by tho window
watching tho snow fluttering down.
It was a pretty picture, a sleeping gar
den covered with Its blanket of snow,
and yet El'zabeth did not see it. One
cannot always see beauty when ono Is
a bit unhappy. More often one sees the
cause of that unhapplness. That was
why Elizabeth, gazing out Into the Bnow.
saw Malcolm, handsome, brown-eyed
Malcolm, who had bee'n her babyhood
playmate, her childhood Bweetheart,
and was now her sweetheart chum.
When ono Is only seventeen a sweet
heart Is a very essential thing; that Is,
a sweetheart of one's ery own. Mal
colm had been Just that to Elizabeth
until two weeks ago. So Elizabeth pon
dered. Thrt first tlmiv wh-n hA hnrl nnkert
her to go skating and had not come,
for her, she had been surprised. When
he had explained the next day that Bob
had Insisted on his escorting a girl who
was visiting Bob's sister to a mntlnec,
Elizabeth had told him 'that It was
quite all right. The second tlmewhen
he had taken Janet to the movies when
ho had Imlted her to go, she had been
ery angry and had not listened to his
explanation Two days later she had
forgiven him nnd had gone skating with
him and Bob and Leila. And tonight ho
had forgotten that ho had asked to
run around with somo music and had
taken a visiting girl to the movies.
Leila's voice over the telephone had
told Elizabeth that. Just before she had
kissed her. fathar and mother "good
night" and had gone to her pretty room
to gaze from the window.
"Oh, Betty," Leila had said, "It was
the most wonderful nlcture and the girl
was a dear. As for the man. Just wait
till you see hlmt And guess who was
tnere7 can'tr Malcolm ana tn girl
who is visiting Mrs. Gllden. I Has so
sure. Oh, you were Just gotng.to bed?
Well, I'll see you gome time. Good
night."
It really was too much, and a lump
that could not be swallowed threatened
to make tho tears flow. But Betty was
a girl who believed In "sauce for the
gander." She winked back the tears
and went to bed. Intent upon a plan.
Early the next morning her mother
called her to the phone. "It's Malcolm,
Betty dear," she saldV "but remember
we must get the 9:40 train."
"Hello. Betty," said a well-known
voice. "You aren't mad, are you?" A
slight pause. "I you know, I was go
ing to bring over some music last
night, but I "
"You forgot all about it." Elizabeth
broke In. "Don't worry about that,
Malcolm. I was rather busy last eve
ning." "Oh," 'said the ice. Then, "Who
was he?"
"No one you know. But I must go
now, Mother and I aro going to town,
since meres no scnooi toaay.
"But, Betty," excitedly, "can't I
bring the music tonight,"
"Not tonight. We shall be gone until
late. And Malcolm, don't mind If I ask
By HAYWARD
Ltdser Co.
AMD I r?MEMBEr? THlWKIA6
AT THE TIME, IF She REALLVI
PAID HAUr- WHAT SHE SAID
SHE PAID fiOR IT THAT WOULD
BE SlXTEEM DOLLARS-ANb
SIXTEEN JS "TWICE THE LAST
- y,r- Ann CiCC
VUMUfcK ur curs 2: - r-
Combination .so i nt
AiUMBER is tJCHT.'L
water. Another Instant and he U
being tosied and tumbled about as help
less as the queen herself. It was plain
that he could not aid her. By a great
effort General Swallow managed, afUr
a time, to rise on his wet whirs Ju
far enough to get out of the Imprison!!
waters and then he planed wearily to
earth. "tt'a nn iiha" tin o-aantt. "Tha
VfltHI fcnlil fcr fnmtV .
"Try to lasso her, Billy," urged
Peggy. Billy colled his loop and sent
tho noore spinning toward the top of
the fountain. It struck the water and
was promply hurled back. Once mora
Billy tried, but once more the water
tossed the rope aside. The queen could
not be saved that way.
Peggy's wits were nimbly at work.
There must be some way to save the
queen. They couldn't get her througKf
mo water, out nere I'eggy gave a shout
of Joy, for the answer had come to her i
.I...- ...t. .. l. ...-.- -Mf miu.ll
mc ujuiii iui 11 him ntticr oil. vrnjri
hadn't the thought of that before? A
"Get the key, Billy. We will turn oft-
tho water," she shouted. But here y
viueen inora cneu a warning rrom ner
watery cage.
"Beware the dragon," she shouted In
tones of fear. "Beware the draron who
guards the source of tho fountain."
While they were still marveling at
this warning Count Weedy's ugly fea
tures appeared at the top of the bluff
overlooking the fountain. He had the
heard words of the queen and he laugh
ed mockingly.
Yes, beware the dragon 1 he echoed.
"Did you think I was so foolish as to
teave Queen Flora's prison unguarded?
Ho, ho, ho I"
(Tomorrow will be told how Peggu,
mil and the Birds encounter the
dragon).
Solver of Business Problems
By HAROLD WHITEHEAD
Author of "Tht Butlntss Careir of rcttr FIM," t.
"No, he least of all. He's getting so
feeble-minded, nnd he once was such a
strong-mlndel business man. Since his
last breakdown he's Just a child and
depends on Barbara Miss Carstalrs
for everything."
"Does he still own the granite quar
ries?" I asked.
"Alas I No. They were sold after his
last Illness. I believe they were stolen
from him by somo legal chicanery
but what can that poor child and an old -f 1
1001 hko mo aoi '
"Hasn't she a lawyer' who could Vy
"She had, but I bellove he's a scamp.
He hush I" She put her finger to her
lips enjoining silence. a
A tnn, nriAtlA.l nnrl Pavhapa Pa-.tal-a I
came Into the room.
TODAY'S IIUSINKSS QUjggTION
What is F. O. B.t
Answer will appear tomorrow.
AXSWKIl TO YESTERDAY'S BUSI
NESS QUESTION
C. O. D. Is "Cash on Deliver."
In this space ilr. Whitehead will an
swer readers' business questions on butt
ing, selling, advertising and employment.
you not to come over tomorrow after
noon. I've another engagement. Good-
by."
Malcolm was amazed. Betty had ac
tually turned him down twlcp Bettv.
his girl. Of course, he had been a cad,
nut Betty had never done that beforo.
She was actually Klad he hadn't come
around last evening- Who had she
Deen entertaining, anyway7
Two days dragged slowly by.
As ho waited, as usual, at her comer
for her on Monday morning, he saw'
her approaching with Arthur Ferguson.
Unheard of I For a year now he and
Betty had walked to school together,
and now sho passed him by for Art. Ha
started to walk along, but her volca-M
stopped him. Wl
"Walt, Malcolm," she replied. "Ar
thur and I have been having an argu-
mem iiiiu we warn you 10 seme 11.
Ho walked stiffly along with themi
hearing "Arthur and I" much oftener
than Via H,al.-nrl Av.ri.iH ..-.I.J I. .
....... ..w U..U..VM. 11,1.1 1,-KllCU llCf ,
books for her, and as he left her at the'
bulldlnc hn Rfllil "Kaa vmi -him nntn
Betty." She smiled and disappeared.
That noon he went home a different
way, but he had seen Betty with Arthur.
A Week Passed: a week nt urrenatnaaat
and remorse; a week during which ht.'-l
jma seen ueiiy much cavaiierea By
Arthur. Thero wero ethers who ware
taking advantage of his absence. At
last he managed to Btammer an Invita
tion over the nhona.
"I'm going coasting with Herbert this .
evening, Aiaicoim," sne sam sweetly,
"but tomorrow" '
"Will you go with me tomorrow?" he I
uroKo in eageriy. -on, uettyl I'll be
thero at 7 sharp."
ine vision cr uettv and TOi-hart rvuiir
coastlncr down tha lona-. whit hill w.m l
"ui conducive 10 solving a math problem,
.iVJiVGtVl,
At ten mtnnfAn hj.fnp 7 t. mmi'
Betty's bell and was greeted by her
mother.
"Is Betty ready?" he asked.
"Ifa.ti anna a.nn lf.t.1-
. "Betty has gone to Helen's party
jvxinur," said Betty's mother. "B-
5T
como In Malcolm,
for a lona- tlm "
We haven't seen
"No, thanks. I I'll go home. I guess."
he said. "Good nleht." Ha w.nt ii.t-
edly down the steps, leaving Mrs. Norrto I
smiling wisely after him. i
ins inougms were bitter. How could, 1
coasting with him and then go off wit
Alta
Twice during the next week she ac
cepted his Invitations and then went cfT
with some orra else. Thu neonnA iim- i.&
.Went down to tha nnnrl with mm. 1- '
.uno uiiu auw ueuy in a red sweater ,1
(111.1 , H alllmMlai. ... .1 . m
... H Biiiiin.nijfi uvcr me ice ami
smll ng gayly. He grew bitter : aba ,
amn 1 care wnetner he existed or not-?
All girls were nirts, he guessed. BJr
ucuy meant so mucn 10 mm. and ner-:;
naps now it was too late. Perhaps (he
ivuuiu never ime mm again, j'ernaps a"rl
That n eht he buried hla hiM in tiifTI
Pillow In disgust He could not know $1
wwi ueiiy was siaring tearfully at the
snowy garden and wishing, just wishing.
aiio iicai jiiurmuiy ne cauea zor tier
Instead of waiting at the corner, and
.. .. ......Mica niiuuui All. in
call for you at 7 tonight to go skating I
with me. Betty, and I'm going to watt -I
uuino wnn you, ana u you go err WItH
any one else Oh. Betty, you will, won't
vnll? Vnu wnn't will vnii ?
"I'd love to go," she said casually.'
u. tuuisv, 1 11 wan tor you. At I Snarpt
vii. kuwu iiiuiiiiiia. yi tuur. i
It was with misgivings that he rang
her bell that evening. However, It was
Betty In red sweater and ran ha
greeted him; Betty who teased him arrijf'l
raced him to the nond : Bettv who I
htm to put on her skates, refusing ArV'-l
thur. who eagerly rushed to her assist 1
ance. A wonderful star-lit evening! J
. iney were wuiKing- nome together!
she laughing, he silent. Finally she
stopped and looked up at him. "Yes I
No I Yes 1 No 1" she said. 'Talk, talk I
What's the matter with our MiMn
Then it happened. He put his trem-1'
oiiuk uniia ttuimi ner mere in me Snowy
lane and drew her close, She felt a sur
prised little kiss on her cheek and taea
one, no longer surprised, on her lips. -. .
"Oh, Betty, Betty." he whlaperei,
"You've paid me with Interest. I've baaal
a cad, but you are wonderful. UsteaW ''
Betty. I I love you and some dayA
"Really ana truly, Malcolm r- breatlw
"Forever 1" he vowed. "I didn't
before, but I do now. Betty, di
and the arms tlghten-ed a wee bit
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