!VfMH"V' rWt w: K &- 1' J? p. St I I'' - I m lit ft " 1 ! 1$S EVENING ' PUBLIC LEDGEPaiLADELPHIA, SATtJBDAY, 'APRIL 12 1919 s ; pj i " ... i I desk, and. taking the paces from thoir- " ' T V THE THREE STRINGS By NATALIE SUMNER LINCOLN Author of "The Nameless Man' Coplrloht. 1HS, bv D. Appltlon i Co, Comnphtt iNPfe Ltiatr Co. HEAD THIS FIRST Evelyn Preston finds a stranger t dead In tho library of her home in Washington. Death -was due to prus alo acid. Her mother and step father, Peter Burnham, arriving, fall to throw any light on the mat " ter. Captain La Montague, In lovo with Evelyn, learns from Marian Van Ness, a. frlond.that his letters to Evelyn have been intercepted and blames Burnham. Burnham Is shot and blames La Montagne for the shooting. Maynard, a friend, dis covered that La Montagno always goes armed and suggests that ho fears attack. THEN READ THIS LA MONTAGNE'S smile was enig matic "Life is held ery cheap in wartime," he remarked, and stepped forward as tho crowded elevator stopped at their floor. "Enter." 1 not until they were insld the closed taxi and the car speeding on Its way to tho 1'otomao garage that La Montagne addressed his equal ly silent companion. "Evelyn writes that her mother Is much Incensed that I met her as she states, clandestinely, and forbids that she go again" to stay with Madame Van Ness." he said. "It Is unfair unjust! Next time " His mouth closed like a steel trap. "I begin to think like Madame Van Ness." Maynard looked nt him keenly "What do you mean?" "Madame Van Ness told mo "Wednes day afternoon that Mr. and Mrs. Burn ham both disliked mo; for what I know not, but she suggested " "Tes, go on!" There was subdued eagerness In Maynard's tone. "She suggested that while .Mrs Burnham's prejudice against me might be prompted by her husband, his dis like was traceable to an event in Paris. But It hardly, seems possible," he broke off to add. "Oh, go on, man; I can Judge bet ter perhaps than you." "Burnham had his face slapped by Andre do Sartlges at tho club in Paris; ho did not challenge, as Is the French custom." Maynard, drink ing In what he said, nodded compre hension. "Later Burnham cut short his visit In Paris, or so I heard after ward; I was but a spectator at the quarrel In tho club; in fact the scene was ridiculously funny and I laughed." Back to Maynard's memory came Evelyn's words. "Mr. Burnham hates to be made ridiculous." "Humph! It looks as if your sense of humor had cost you a bride," he remarked dryly. "Burnham has appa rently brooded over your untimely mirth until he has exaggerated it into a capital offense." "But then ho is or unuaianceu mind!" exclaimed La Montagne, as tonished. "To think of a laugh seven years old and charge me with an at tempt to kill because of it Mon Dieu!" Ho shook hla head. "Are such things possible? But yet Madame Van Ness believes Burnham's enmity Is of the past, andshe is discerning." "you have discussed the matter with her?" Something' odd in Maynard's tone caused tho Frenchman to' glance at him quickly, but his face was ex pressionless. "But yes, she Is Evelyn's best friend," La Montagne answered sim ply. "She has been most kind in aid ing me to set straight certain mis understandings with Evelyn. She has a most sympathetic nature. You like her.'n'est ce pas?" "Yes, oh, yes." Maynard drew out his cigarette case and offered It to his companion. "Have one 7" There was silence as t le French- "Why did you stop nt Mr. Palmer's apartment on .your way to the Colonel's rooms?" "I didn't stop, Boss," quickly. "I went up In the elevator without get ting oft until I struck ftho Colonel's floor. I wasn't near Mr. Palmer's apartment." Sam's eyes never flick ered under Maynard's level gaze. There was a brief Bllence, then La Montagne, who had been studying Sam with eager Intentness, shook his head. "He Is of similar build and height, and his clothes tho same as the man I saw leave Mr. Palmer's apartment," he said. "But I cannot swear to his Iden tity." "You cannot!" Maynard stared aghast at him. "No." La Montagne looked hard at her "chile" kept her In devoted at tendance, sharing Marian's varying vicissitudes with fortifying courage. Marian's light footfall mado no sound as she crossed tho tiny dining room on her way to the kitchenette opening from it. A peep inside dis closed Mammy dosing In a comfortable arm wicker chair. Marian's surprised ejaculation awoke her. "Laws! Honey," she ejaculated, straightening her whlto turban. "Yo am late tonight; Jes' take yo' tings off an' Mammy'll hab supper In a Jiffy." "Don't trouble, Mammy, I had my dinner down town." Marian looked up at the kitchen clock. "You aro late, dear; hurry and get your things on." "I Isn't goln' to church dis evenln', Honey." and don't worry over this npnrtment; It Is the most spotlessly clean place In town.", "Yes, Honey." Mammy carried Ma rian's belongings 'Into her bedroom and returned with a light-weight sum mer afghan which she spread over Marian, who had curled up In a corner of tho sofa and was lying hack with closed eyes. She did not stir and Mammy, with a flnal pat, stole from the room and went back to her quar ters, thcro to dose in comfort. Marian lay quietly on tho sofa for moro than an hour, and when she sat up darkness had succeeded tho twi light. Too tired to move, she leaned back and propped her elbow on the window ledgo and looked out. The view was moro attractive than that generally seen from back windows; desk, and, taking the pages from tho envelope, sho proceeded to decode the messages written thereon. She had almost completed the task when, on starting a fresh pago, her fountain pen commenced to leak and sent a stream of' Ink across her writing. With an Impatient exclamation she picked up a fresh pleco of blotting paper and checked tho flow of Ink, then contin ued the decoding. When her work was completed she gathered up tho d patches nnd tho original messages hnd, placing them In a largo envelope, care fully scaled tho package with red wax and a ring bearing her crest. (TO BE CONTINUED) rtfftflR DREAMLAND ADVENTURES-ByDaddg "THE BOY TRAMP" t' l3 - Iff m it 1 WW urn hw' s ll rlHIl mmmmmmsmmTmmm'" i mmmmmmMgmmsmkmwwmmmvm Men With Brains Will Rule World in Future The "Get Rich Quick" Will Be Crowded Out We arc fn.cing a new ngc, nu era of world reconstruction, and never before did the world call so loudly for leaders, men who arc experts in their particular line. Never before Was the call for specially trained brains so loud as now. In spite of the unrest, universal dis turbance and, in some enses, anarchy, following flic great war, we are advanc ing toward an era of prosperity and opportunity such as no country has ever before seen. He who looks abroad at the great schemes already afoot, nnd who has a little imagination, can readily form an idea of the demand that will be made during the next score of years on the skill nnd genius of the world. The call for superior service in the year to come will he and will continue insistent. Ilit there will be no call for the "get rich quick" young men, the gamblers, those who want to take short cuts to success, to get something for nothing. The cry will be for real men, men prepared for great opportunities, rendy to take responsible positions and fulfill large obligations, for men trained from the'bottom to the toil of a business in thoroughness and from enst to west in knowledge of its possibilities. The places of honor, the big prizes of life, will bo for the men who can render the most valuable service to their fel low men. Christian Herald. (Billy and Peggy aid Jlarnld, the 'boy tramp-detective to capture a gang of robbers.) THE MOVING FORT t teyOU go up strenm nnd I'll go down," whispered Ullly to Harold. "Peggy, you guard the center." Tho boys rushed away, and Just In time, for the tramps were nenrlng the shor. Billy, reaching the point where Itonnd Robert wan wading toward tho .bank, began to bark like Johnny Hull and to shako the bushes, keeping out of sight himself, tip above Harold did tho same thing. In the center Johnny Bull him self did the barking. The tramps paused in surprise. "Whoops! There's a whole pack of dogs on shore." yelled Slim Jim. "Don't bo afraid. Wo can beat cm off with rocks. Charge I" shouted Bllnky. With that the tramps made a rush for ward, .hurling stones as they came'. Swish! Splash! Smack! Stones came flying right back at them as Billy, Harold and Peggy got Into action. The tramps dodged and ducked, but they didn't havo the advantage of the trees and bushes to protect them, and so they got banged hard before, they beat a quick retreat Into tho deeper water. "Victory" laughed Billy, Joining Peggy and Harold. "Yes, but I wish that sheriff would hurry up," answered Harold anxiously. "These are desperato chaps who have been In gun fights. Bocks and a dog can't keep them out In that river all day." "Ur-r-r-rghl I'll eat 'cm up If they put a foot on shore," growled Johnny Bull, but Peggy and Billy felt that Har old spoke the truth. Now the tramps In the river set up a I "Ha, it's the plunder stolen from the Chase Rank," shouted tho sheriff I shout. They had found something In. the water. They pulled and they tugged until they brought It to tha surface. It was a launch top, tlost by some small craft that haU been wrecked In the river. Attached to It were poles, which the tramps quickly tore loose to use as clubsv Then, w.lth the launch top held before them like a moving fort, they advanced toward the shore. "Banil Bangl Bang!" went rocks against the top as Billy, Harold and Peggy threw with Ml their strength. But tho rocks fell harmlessly Into the water, ana tho tramps laughed. "Woof ! Woof ! Woof !" barked Johnny Bull, leaping to the water's edgo and baring his teeth. But the tramps only waved their clubs and laughed tho loud er. Protected by tho launch top they were afraid of neither stones nor dog. "Bun, run, you'd better run 1" croaked tho warning voice of Bull Frog. "Hun before they see us," echoed Har old. The- children turned to obey, only to meet with asurprlse. There wer the sheriff and his men ready and wrIUj Ing for the tramps to reach shore. jv' The sheriff grinned at the surprise 08' the children, and motioned them to hid' 4- behtnd trees. ' jV On came the tramps behind their wall. Johnny Bull growled and snarleJC but wisely backed out of reach among the shrubbery. Tho tramps, following nlm, walked right Into a trap. Suddenly they were grabbed, and quicker than a wink they wore the prisoners of tho sheriff's force. "You have no right to touch us. We haven't done anything 1" cried BllnkyV as the tramps were hustled Into their clqthes. "Dig under the camp Cre," cried Har-T old, tne ooy tramp-detective, rrom Be hind his tree. Two of tho sheriff's men- pushed the fire away and dug up thli ground. In the cool earth below they came upon a tin box. When this tin box was opened It was found to be filled with money and Liberty Bonds. "Ha, It's the plunder stolen from ths' Chase Bank," shouted tho sheriff. With that he and his men hustled the tramps away tothe waiting auto mobiles. Harold, the boy tramp-detec tlvo went along with them. "Thank you for helping me," hi shouted to Teggy and Billy. "I'll glv you a splendid dmner In return for the one I took as the boy tramp, and I'll have a big beefsteak for Johnny BulL" "Woof ! Woof ! I lllto beefsteak better than tramp steal!," balked Johnny Bull 1 as tho autos chugged out or sight. (Next week will be told the story of how. Peggy and Billy and the Brone Giant help to bring fortune to a poor, widow.) Sam's cjes never flickered under Maynard's level gaze Sam, who ga?ed back nt him unmoved "No, I did not bee the taxi driver's face." THE BLOTTED PAGE ' jlTAULAN VAN NESS turned the -'''- latch key and stepped Into her apartment with reluctance. After her visit to the hairdresser she had per suaded Evelyn, against tho latter's better judgment, to take a light dinner down town with her and had prolonged the walk home because of her desire for companionship. It was Mammy's "church night," and Marian dreaded man busied himself in striking a match j the long evening by herself before the which he first- held against Maynard's , return of the faithful okj servant who nltrarattB before llchtlntr his own. 'had been her mothers personal maid "She Is very beautiful, that Madame Van Ness," pursued La Montagne. "Is srie awdivorcee or a widow?" ; Maynard, gazing into the street, saw that their chauffeur was passing the Potomac Garage instead of stopping and tapped upon the' plate glass parti tion and signed to the chauffeur to pull up. at the curb. "What did you say, Rene?" he asked. "Is Madame Van Ness a. divorcee or a widow?" "There Is no Mr. Van Ness here we are; come on," and opening the door he sprang to the sidewalk, followed by the Frenchman, A man, evidently the foreman from his manner and dress, sauntered up and Maynard spoke to him. "Is there a chauffeur named Sam employed here? He drives frequently for Mr. James Palmer," ha added by vay of explanation, as ha cs.r the foreman looked dubious, "Oh, aye." Ferguson turned and called to a helper lounging near the entrance. "Tell Dutch to come here," and the man threw down his tools and ran In the building. The foreman turned back to Maynard. "Dropped anything In his car?" he asked. "No." Further conversation was cut short by tho appearance or Bam, sun carry ing the waste he had been busily wip ing 'his hands on when sent for. A streak of black grease showed plainly where ha had pusheu nm red hair off his forehead. "What's "wanted. Boss?" he asKea. Ferguson with a Jerk of his thumb in dicated Maynard and tha chauffeur looked at htm and bobbed his head In recognition. Ferguson, mildly curious, propped himself -against & lamp-post and prepared to listen fo the interview, but the, arrival of several taxlcabi called him away to his duties. Maynard waited an appreciable mo ment for La Montagne to speak, but as tha Frenchman said nothing, he ad dressed tho waiting taxi driver. "You weio in tho Bellevue apart- t mem nouoo jtisfc muni, uciwcch a &u ,r J 0 o'clock '" It was an assertion, . iVIi i 'V.,, Cam tnnlf ft nu 'ft nliftftMAn nnri an. VjJf" " " ' '., swamhI hrlflklv Yes, sir; I went there to take Colonel Jean," Sam's pronunciation wa,eoewhat faulty. '"to the train. Iti-M me waiting so long wemost jpars before. Mammy was a privileged character, and her shrewd comments and homely maxims frequently wiled away the tedium of evenings at home. When Marian felt the stralnf over work and long hours at the state de partment, Mammy, on her return would put her to bed and nurse her as she had done In Infancy. Her large black hand possessed a magic touch healing, "in Its soothing Influence, every toriuredsMacve and bringing sleep In its train7 She would have mado her fortune as a masseuse, but loyalty to "You are not!" Marian's surprise in creased; for Mammy to miss her week ly devotional was almost unheard of. "Aren't you well?" "Oh, jes, I'se well, but I'se tiled," Mammy sighed as she reached across to a corner and pulled forward, an electric vacuum cleaner. "I'se been a wrestlin' wif dis hyar contraption 'most all day. 'Taint any ue ob falktn'. Honey, de store-man cheated jo', fo' dis hyar clcanln' machine ain't no good, de vacclum's done gont out ob It." Marian concealed her amusement from the tender old eyes watching her. "I'm afraid, Mammy, you are ton ad dicted to dusters and brooms," she de marked. '"Deed I 'spects dat's so. Honey, an' ole broom knows vvhar de dust is." Mammy followed Marian Into the parlor. "Yo't-e lookin' kinder peaked, Honey; Is dey aworkln' yo' as hard as ebbcr?" "Every one works hard these days, Mammy." Marian handed her hat and gloves to the servant and threw her self on the sofa which stood in front of the window. "I'lljust sit here and rest a bit. You go to bed, Mammy, the lows of neat back nids, however, were devoid of light and tho houses they belonged to were also llghtless except the liurnhani mansion. From where sho s.it Marian could see that lights burned in the octagon- shaped wing of the mansion on several of its floors, and her familiarity with tVlFl linll.n'c firnliltnnhipol n n n ... ,, ., ,i.;., ,. . , .,. .,? I Wise ago thinks things. Daring jouth '"V" c J,c" '"' J;" ,ln-ulB me umer- does things. One is n complement of cm. iuuu, -nr. uui'uuum naci neg- ' (nc other, lectori lr nil , ntvn tho alifwlnc . Ua. ' YOUTH AND AGE Within the last few ilnjs a outh of fifty-two has been complaining of nl leged senility ou a certain executive board in this city and offers ns a remedy that nil members over sixty-five be called upon (o rcign. Dear child ! May Hie .vears bring him wisdom! When i a man old? The moment lie realizes it. How long is a man young? As long as he implicitly believes it. Koch and Joffre are younkers, though over the sixty-live limit. A fifty-year-old jouth would he classed, and rightly, as an old, old man if he applied for a license to marry a seventeen-ear-old girl. His friends would say, "Well, there' no fool like an old fool!" meaning, of course, that his j ears should have given him better sense. Age is comparative. Man improves as the jears ripen him. Who ran say nt what age the hoft spots appear? The brain functions long after the Knees creak. BRUNO DUKE,Solver of Business Problems By HAROLD WHITEHEAD, Author of "The Business Career of Peter Flint," etc. . V (Copyrlfht) SOM of boudoir and Marian saw her knitting by the aid of a movable standing elec tric lamp, while Peter Burnham, sit ting before the desk, was examining some p.ipcis.' In the room aboe only a faint light glowed and Marian won dered if the housekeeper, Mrs. Ward, hart left her bedroom and resumed her duties. Marian's -jes traveled downward to the open windows of Evelyn Pies ton's beilioum, but they were dark; evidently Kvelj n was either Ijlng down or had gone to nnother part of the house. Even as she looked a light flashed In Evelyn's room and in the sudden illumination she had an excel lent view of the white walls of her friend's room. Even as sho watched Evelyn crossed before the windows Optimism' Precious moments come but stay not ; Lots of gloomy things befall ; Things jou want to do but may not Seem most desirable of all. ' Life is all at sixes, sevens ; Blocks' won't fit whnte'er jnu do. Patience ! 'Nenth the smiling heavens There is happiness for you. Nature's processes selective Scorn all personal complaint; And you cannot get perspective When your nose is in the paint. ' to your stint though it be tearful. Behind the clouds the sky is blue. Patience ! Somewhere if you're cheerful. There is happiness for you. t GRIF ALEXAMMIK. Age needs hands. needs an, older head. Youtli Take it as a general rule, the very best age in life is jours nnd mine. DEMOSTHENES MCdiNWI WHIPPED TOPICS . Slim ter skirts are predicted. They would suit some women down tOj the ground. When the fox barks, it is sa'id to lie a sure sign of coming rain. In Eng land the fox must he very liable to clergyman's sore throat. Investigation shows that vegetarians do not live longer than meat-eaters. They only make more noise over their diet while they are alive. Some prudish New York women are endeavoring to have removed from shop w indows gowns too much composed of trnnsnnrent eauze. Ther evidently he- and a second later the light as nm ! the theory of "gauze and ef- switcheij off. For many minutes there- feet." "The fact was the whole spirit of the world had changed," said Sir lloty after Mriansat In darkness. The front doorbell sounded with such sharp suddenness that Marian started up In alarm. Throwing the afgh'an aside and switching- on the electricity she hurried to the door before Mammy, whose doso had devel oped Into heavy slumber, could pull herself out of her chair. A trusted Uhow ing Paris models, to the nri-om State Department messenger stepped inside the entrance hall and handed Marian a sealed envelope. "I was Instructed to waif," he ex plained, and took a chair just inside the parlor. First stopping to pull down her win ert Jlorne recently. And the beer, too, Sir Itobert. The grossest case of idleness on record is that of the Trafalgar Square foun tains which, after doing no work dur ing the war, have now started playing. A drapery firm in Pcekham llye is dow shades Marian hurried to her I Opinion. I imminent of n jazz baud. The predomi nant tune ought to be "Comin' Through the Kye." , A trade journal declares that if the demand for cheaper inilk continues the government will hnve to pass a short measure to protect the tradesmen. Hut so ninny of them have one. Loudon THE ntOBLEM OF THE PKOFIT SIIARING PLAN Criticism and Comment OME of the opinions expressed to me tho profit-sharing plan of the Magnus Brothers were Interesting, to say tho least of It. Tho first one I tackled was a young chap named Parks. He was thin and accentuated it by wearing tight-flttfng clothes. He wore very high collars and vivid neckwear and had an expression as though he had Just bitten a quince. As he occupied the desk next to mine, I had a chance of getting acquainted, and by asking him for (he'nama of his tailor and admiring his neckties I quick ly won his respect. Bruno Duke put mo up to that dodge. He said: "If jou want-to win a young fellow, admire his neckties, if you want to Win a mature mai. ak his advice, and If you want to win an old chap, ask him what he eats that's salesmanship!" So, one noontime, I said to Tarks; "What's this proht-sharlng stunt I've heard about le It any good?1 "Sure, Mike," he admitted, "the Idea's good, but the execution's rotten. Fane putting us on equal terms with tho kids who get up orders. It's bad for the fnorale of the place It gives them kids me nig neaa. "But I understand all were on a fcot Ing, salesmen and all." "Yep, but them fellows don't need It; they get a fat salary and all 'expenses naid. It's we fellows that need it. ' Be sides, iVs really we fellows who do the most Important work. The salesmen make all kinds of bulls on their orders, and if we didn't watch 'em closer than the devil they would be on the carpet every day. The trouble with this Joint Is that the bosses don't know what's go ing on. I could tell 'em-a few things If I wished. Fr Instance," and he went on to recount how he'd save a salesman from trouble by some ordinary correc tion on the order. "How would you handle a profit-shar ing stunt?" I asked. ' "I don't know, but I'd do better than now, believe me. I'd arrange somehow that the fellows that did the most good either In saving expenses or suggesting a new thing get the dough." And that representedthe attitude of many of the fellows each felt that he personally vvaso not having a "square deal. One evening as we were leaving I "happened" to be going Georre's way. We talked generalities for a few min utes, then I launched the profit-sharing business with him. "ft's all right, I guess,", he remarked casually, "although I always maintain that If a fellow won't work without a bribe, he won't work vvlth It. I guess It don't do no harm If It don't do no good." , "How does it woik?" I asked. "Oh, ye get coin 'cording to yer sal- but take It from me, If Charllo and Jlm mle Magnus plan It, It's on tho dead level. Don't yo worry yer head more about that. Just plug ahead an" do yer best and you'll get yer salary raised rapid, an' It's yer salary you live on, not theso Christmas handouts. Them bo nuses Is all right. Take 'em and sac nothing except 'thanks,' Is my motto." "Well, but does It work out O.K. everybody pleased and all that?" I asked Innocently. "Oh, ye afways get a lot of knocking from a bunch of soreheads. If ye give some fellows tho key ter heaven, they'd kick afc havln' ter fly up. Instead of goln' in an elevator." "What's the bonus for, anyhow?" 1 persisted. "Just fer fer I believe It's given as a kind of salary raise. They told us about particular attention ; I got all the money I need, so it didn't bother me none either way." Then George told me how the fcunl ness had grown since he began work nearly fifty years ago with old man Magnus till I left him. Later on I got tho salesman's Ideas on tho profit-sharing plan they were- pccullar ! TODAY'S BUSINESS QUESTION What is a "diary" t Answer will appear Monday. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S BUSINESS QUESTION "Accumulate" it to increase greatly or heap together. It at a meeting, but I didn't pay no incur. In this space Mr. "Whitehead will an; steer readers' business questions o buying, selling, advertising and employ- THE BAIL Y NOVELETTE FIDO; JR. I5y MAUGAHET L. AIIERN ft FOlt the third consecutive day Mar jorle Hill spent fifteen minutes of her noon hour gazing covetously In the store window. And for tho third time Lieutenant Dan Taylor, lunching alone at his club across the street, watched her with growing curiosity. Dan, tho proud possessor of two gold service stripes and' a wound stripe, was feeling rather bored after his- strenuous activities of the last year. This state of affairs was possibly due to the fact that there had been no girl waiting for him "over here." His Interest was aroused now for the first time since his return home. "If It was a fur coat she was looking at sq. earnestly," he collloqulzed, "or a platinum bracelet watch, or a rose colored evening gown, I could under stand it. But It's a bird and animal store. I wonder If It's a parrot or a canary she wants." While he watched the girl went ln- ary. I don't yet know how It's worked, lowed her through the noonday crowd until she 'entered a large' bank build ing. A few minutes later tho president of tho bank was shaking hands joyfully with tho lieutenant. "It surely does make your ol uncle glad to see you again, Danny," he said, "and if there's,! anything at all I can do for you H His offer was accepted with suspicious alacrity. Dan explained glibly that he wanted to look over the contents of his safety deposit box, and since his right arm was still lame possibly be could have the assistance of one of the clerks. -For answer his uncle pressed a button beside his desk. A young1 woman api peared almost immediately. Dan, ma-f' neuverlng to a position In back'of her.'il ........,, iei'Hi.u t mo uiiiic alia latter, hldlpg a smile, dismissed his' efficient employe with some casual In-", structions and asked her to send Miss Hill to lilm. j Miss Hill proved to be the girl of the bird store. From her- HemlirA blu.qh nn atria tliA Elnra Tlnn ,netllv naM Vila'. . ...... : '. -? .- ... ..... .,...., ,,... .,.- sne acKnowieagea tne introduction, to ..r.1 nl..t. nn t......l.wl nnH..rt 4. r. I .. . " ', met, niiri;jv uiiu iiuiiicu at;tiRa iiic street. He, In urn, stared In the win dow at "the miscellaneous assortment of livestock. On one side some tiny white mice w,ere huddled In a squirming heap In a cage. "Js'o girl In her right mind would even look at those things," was the lieutenant's sarcastic comment, On tho other side of the window two white, curly haired dogs frisked around. "Inane pups," muttered Dan. "She doesn't" look the kind of a girl who would carry one of those toy lambs around." In the centre of the window was an empty cage, and presently Its occupant a small but very fat Boston terrier was thrust in unceremoniously. The girl inside the store leaned over to play with him for a moment, and Dan had a delightful glimpse of rosy cheeks and brown e"yes. When she left Dan fol- FRENCHY Along Came Saturday and Fun CopjrlKht. 1019. fcy The Tribune Co. By MILT GROSS ,&' it f " rZTT' "i" IjHj LP tkTita no, mo: "N t&ece noui y " TWu oo Mcm XW yr gooo6 HE.' S.Yneeetoio' N ",.,. 1 1 . tho eager lieutenant, he suspected that'l she recognized him. It wai arranged that she should work with Dan that! afternoon at least ; but he made haste to assure his. uncle that the cllpoliwa of Innumerable coupons would probably1 .icosiituu ttuuwier luu uuy s worn. u t During the afternoon a minimum ot business was transacted by Dan and hls acting secretary. However, he found times' to tell her of the big kennels at hit country place, and of his favorite pet, 's tho ugly-looking bulldog named. "Old Ironsides." "He'll try to I mean, he could eat that little chap in the blrd-j store in one ninnthfiil eal,i ts 'f And Marlorlfl rnnflderl t, nim s.i-v longing to possess the "little chap." fiha! told hjm how she had figured that nva .vL,a.ta wan a. auuu;ieill Bum ior SUCn P.TF tiny puppy, and how sho had be saving up a "dog fund;" and then of 'I her disappointment at learnlnir tliatJl the small dog h'ad a most distinguished!! find h'frh.plna'q nO,llna'fan.ll., ,nnA. wi..!1l .. .... ......... ...... ...w inxi.v l,pc UC1I1K a -direct descendant of Ringmaster I anu his present owners refused to partSL with him tor less yian twenty.flve dolia Needless to say, the puppyof unlm.V peachablo ancestry disappeared fronj the store window the next ilnv AviSonSl the uresldent of the banlr roturnpr! nftofii lunch that noon, he found an unexpect-jSI ed visitor, tied to his desk. A note from3fl Dan explained the situation. It read?! pb follows; "I 'am paying mv charms&l Ing assistant, not In coin of the realms! out in me original way you see nucncu to your desk. Don't dare remove hlm.7 He will be called for at 6 o'clock," 'si Dan's uncle viewed the pup with fit quizzical smile. Fortunately, he liked? dogs. too. "I BUDDOSe." hn" remnrkert? thoughtfully, "that you have to he fed 5 1 at more or less frequent Intervals, llke all inrants.v Although pardon my rude-y! tinea nlrl tilfln fnm ttia nntn.m . ....m 1 small anatomy you don't look as though?! you had room for a droD more." Aaii excited office boy was presently sent Cutf? to procure some milk for tho puppy. Then, still holding Dan'a noteNils un- i cie signed anu nauresseu tne pup again; it "Perhaps you understand, FIdo, Junior1 a. vigorous wagging ot a a.minutlVifM tall .testified that Fldo. junior. ,uhder.C stood perfectly "you have been itlMfo? cause of my nephew coming In 'hiiQl and taking my best stenographer,'' fi ..Tho twt ccinpUU noTelttr-"AU W k r- -w--,.. -' " nr- i vm -1 .. Jjj.',' --"v. '
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