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a malicious smile still twist-
B her mouth corners, and the key-
Jangling as she swung it from
IB finger, Evvy tossed the checker-
Brd to Phoebe and turned to me.
seem to be so fond of 'chap-
that you apply your talents
to inanimate things, Dor.na
she said, her voice lingering
caressingly on the name her
Tom applied to me. "Here
jB have a homeless blue robe—and
keys. Really I can
H that I'd better win the game
Phoebe and secure your spccial-
you—to wit, the chance to
Bperon two Indiscreet girls to din-
barbs those words—
Bry one of them. And every little
B>w found its mark.
In several occasions I had thought
Bthe keys Tom Mason had flung
B> the secret compartment of the
Bved chest on that horrible night
Bsn I came home from the Canteen
found him in possession of my
Brtment. But X didn't know how
Bopen the secret compartment and
refuge in hoping that those
might repose undisturbed until
■ happy if far day when we left
■ Mason apartment forever.
Boh, not indiscreet!" I said suavely,
Being my eyes to meet and hold
Bry's. "Just young—you two. Why
B play chccl<*rs till Jim comes in
then take us along to your
Brmlng French restaurant?"
Bvvy llung up her hands and then
Bpped them again, jangling the
Bs anew as she did so. She shrug-
B her shoulders and turned to
Bshall we accept the excellent
Bperon the Fates have thrust on
B" she declaimed. "Shall we do
Bt—and postpone our getting ac-
Binted until another night? Or
111 we play it oft on the checker-
Brd? If I win we admit Anne and
B to our tiny circle. You win and
iB two bachelor maids have our
HMioebe's eyes began to sparkle
Bh mischief and delight. The sul-
Iness went out of her.
■Let's play for it. It's fun leaving
Bigs to chance—and Vee won't
In let me toss a penny. I like
■ting on things and matching pen-
Evvy turned to me, smiling with
■dent enjoyment. Then she came
and opening the hand that
Big at my side, she tucked into it
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Tom's key-ring, and closed my
fingers over it.
"For safe-keeping," she murmured
in a low voice, watching through nar
rowed eyes to see if X would flinch.
But I only looked at the keys in
differently and said:
"You found these in the chest?"
"Clever!" cried Evvy almost ad
miringly—then she added In a con
fidential whisper:
"So our little Phoebe likes match
ing pennies—and that foolish 'Vee'
of hers won't permit it. . . . Funny
how blood will tell. Isn't it, Donna
Anna? This child is so like—Jim.
That's why I understand her."
Her words were a declaration of
war between us. But this didn't
trouble me in any way. What wrung
my-heart was little Phoebe crouching
over the 'checker-board with the in
tent eagerness I'd first seen Jim
show the night he was playing dice
with Neal.
So Phoebe was a gambler, too! But
when a woman Is a gambler she's
very likely to use for countres things
more vital than money: And Phoebe
looked so young—pouting, petulant,
eager to throw oft authority, bitter
against Virginia and me, wild for
life, lonely for Neal, palpitating with
eagerness for games of chance—that
It frightened me to watch her.
From Phoebe my thoughts wan
dered to Evvy. Why, after the weeks
of silence between us, had Evvy
ccme marching back Into my life as
matter-of-factly as If I'd seen her
only yesterday?
I couldn't make up my mind to
leave them there alone while I went
to wash and freshen up for the even
ing—so I sat watching them push
the red and black counters over the
square of the checker-board.
Evvy was very gay. She played
as if the game were a lark to her.
But Phoebe fairly crouched over the
beard and seemed to become one
with the game.
"You've got me!" laughed Evvy in
great amusement at last. "No trick
to that, I'm such a mediocre player—
so we shake the chaperon and go
cut larking alone."
"Goody! Goody!" cried Phoebe,
straightening up In her chair and
relaxing with a long, lazy sigh. "I
played for all I was worth—l like
winning and I did not want to go—
larking to-night."
There was no stopping them then
—and ten minutes later they went
trooping out together with a great
air of delight in each other's so
ciety. I gathered up the board and
counters and carried them over to
the chest.
The secret compartment was closed
now, and I didn't know how to open
It. So I tumbled the checker game
and Tom Mason's duplicate keys in
■With the blue robe.
When I straightened up and
glanced over at the table where the
girls had been playing a sudden
memory assailed me—Evvy playing
with Jim, Evvy with a pile of win
nings before her. Just now she had
said that she wasn't a good player
—she had let Phoebe have the Joy
of defeating her. She had let Phoebe
win her way about going out un
chaperoned to dine.
Evidently Miss Evelyn Mason had
a place for Phoebe in her scheme of
things. What was it?
(To Be Continued)
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report for the year ended November
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investment of $53,864,934 or $7.83 per
cent., less than 1 1-8 cents on each
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Thirty per cent of the firm's pro
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are planning a demonstration
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THE HEART BREAKER !
A REAL AMERICAN LOVE STORY
By VIRGINIA TERHUNB VAN DE WATER
As Honora Brent reached the door
of the public library she heard rapid
steps behind her and, turning, came
face to face with Arthur Bruce.
"You are some walker!" he ex
claimed, taking off his hat and hold
ing out his hand to her. "I saw you
ahead of me a block back, and I
have walked fast ever since and have
only now caught you."
"I thought I was a little late,"
Honora said, "but I see by the li
brary clock that it Is just four-thirty
now."
She could not explain that quick
walking had seemed necessary to her
as an outlet for some of her inner
excitement.
"Let's take a trolley here and ride
to the end of the line, then walk out
into the country," Arthur proposed.
After fifteen minutes' ride they left
the trolley and walked along a coun
try road winding between two wood
ed banks. On either side of the road
sand violets were starting into bud.
Honora drew a long breath of
pleasure. "There is no other time of
year as satisfactory as the Spring!"
she declared. "A day like this makes
one glad one Is alive." '
"Yes," her companion agreed; yet
on such a day all annoyances and
worries seem more incongrous than
usual. 1 have felt that ever since I
got up this morning."
She turned to him impulsively.
"Could I help you about any of your
annoyances?" she demanded in her
straightforward way. "Or will tell
ing me of them make them seem any
easier? Talking things out does help
sometimes, you know. If I can be
of service, you must be sure I would
be very glad."
Willing to Help
"Thank you!" gratefully. "I know
that you mean that, and I am going
to take advantage of your good
ness.
"Not that you can help me with
the first thing I am going to tell you
about —but I feel as if- I must talk
it out to somebody. It's about busi
ness."
She nodded comprehendingly. "I
have been afraid for some time that
you were worried about your own
and your father's affairs. In fact,
you may remember that not very
long ago you mentioned as much to
me."
"Yes, I did, and you are the only
outsider to whom I have put my
fears into words. I am worried about
business, , awfully worried. So is
Dad. And I am a little anxious about
him, too."
"Isn't he well?" she asked quickly.
Arthur shook his head. "He says
he is. but he Isn't. He's taking the
present crisis too hard. He is not
very strong, you know—has too high
blood pressure, and I am sure all
this strain is not good for him. Do
you mind —will it bore you—if I tell
you about the state of affairs?"
"Of course not. I want to hear
about it. But, before you tell me,
let me assure you that what you say
will go no further. I just mention
this so that you may not have qualms
afterward for fear I may speak of
the matter to somebody."
"I would never fear that of you,
Honora," he assured her.
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Then they walked more slowly as
he explained that for months busi
ness had been getting steadily dull
er. His father was an old-fashioned
conservative man, and adopted new
methods slowly. Arthur knew that
they were falling behind their com
petitors, yet he himself had had too
little business experience to know
Just what steps to take to save the
concern from gradual disintegration.
A Growing Fear
"You see, I have had no commer
cial training," he complained. "That's
where my mistake lies. Dad puzzles
me a bit by his lack of initiative.
Yet I remember that in years past
he had lots of pep. I'm afraid"—
his eyes darkening with anxiety—
"that the change in him is due to
his disease. He is almost timid about
attempting anything new, yet he
does worry so much about things.
"I cannot go ahead without his
sanction, and he lets good opportuni
ties slip because he is not willing to
take any chances. While he is con
sidering some proposition some other
concern hops, in and walks off with
the opportunity that Dad was too
cautious to seize. And I can see
that he feels his limitations, yet does
not seem to have the resolution to
overcome them."
Honora let the son talk on. There
was nothing that she could advise
except that Arthur himself learn all
that he possibly could about up-to
date business methods. ,
"And meanwhile we are losing
money," he grumbled. "However, I
mean to do my best. I am so deter
mined to put up a good fight that
I think I must win out."
"Of course you will!" she predict
ed. "I am certain of that."
"A big incentive urges one on,
too," he said, his voice trembling
slightly. "But I am almost afraid to
dure to hope that I can think of that
Incentive.
"Honora," drawing close to her and
taking her arm In his grasp as they
walked ever more slowly than be
fore, "do you think that—under such
business conditions as I have de
scribed—a man would have a right
to tell a girl that he loved her, even
though he could not marry for a long
while? Would she think it was fair
if he asked her to wait?"
Honora tried to speak naturally,
but her throat felt dry and she
could hear the blood pulsing in her
ears. She could not look up.
"If —if" she stammered, "if she
lovyl him—she would be willing to
wait."
"Ah. that's it!" he exclaimed. "If
she loved him. But Just for one
moment suppose she could ever love
him, would it be all right for him
to tell her—everything?"
Honora nodded. She could not
speak.
(To Be Continued)
Life's Problems
Are Discussed
i
The eternal "triangle" and its
eternal variations and complica
tions! It has been the mainstay,
the unfailing standby of story writ
ers of every age and clime since the
stone age.
In its stark elements it resolves
itself into two propositions: One,
two women in love with one man;
the other, two men in love with one
woman. One would think that the
possibilities of both had been ex
hausted long ago, that they had been
studied and presented from every
angle, and yet as a theme the "tri
angle" is as fresh as in the days
of Homer.
And the reason for this is that it
is never a theoretical situation
evolved in a writer's brain. It is
new every hour. It is always being
written, because it is always being
lived.
The proposition which has been
sent to me is, the two women in
love with one man. The girl who
has written me the story of her side
of this triangle says that she is not
yet twenty years old.
She was living very happily in a
small town, which was her home,
until about a year ago, when a
young man, who was Just conval
escing from a long illness, came to
visit friends of hers. She soon, met
him and they became great
friends.
Finally after several weeks, the
time came when ho had to return
to his work. On the last day, Just
before he left he told her that he
loved her all his heart, but
that he was engaged to another girl.
He said that he would make every
effort to free himself from this
engagement, and that she would
hear from him soon.
But I will let her tell her experi
ence in her own words. She writes:
"I heard nothing from him, no
letter came, and I tried hard to for
get him. Finally I decided to go
to the city and take a position, hop
ing that in this way I could put him
out of my mind. I had almost suc
ceeded In doing so when I met him
by accident one day and the old
love came back; it was as strong as
ever.
"If he had only acted coldly to
ward me perhaps I could have stop
ped caring for him. But he told
me again and again that he loved
me, and how miserable he was, and
that he had not the courage to break
off with the other girl.
"I have seen him several times,
and each time he tells me that he
loves only me. It is drawing near
to his wedding day, and he is not
trying to help himself in the least.
Instead he gives me to understand
that, although he is entering upon
a loveless marriage, he is trying to
bear his cross bravely lie says that
it would break the other girl's heart
If. he should tell her.
"But as I look at It, he is only
fooling her if he does not tell her,
and if it would break her heart to
know the truth, it will surely break
mine If he allows himself to drift
along this way.
"Already Broken-Hearted"
Like eve.ry woman in a similar
case, you fail to see why your heart
should not be labeled "Fragile,
Handle with care!" as well as hers.
But, my dear child, I assure you
that the other girl is the one to be
pitied; not because he is deceiving
her; but because she is going to
marry him and will have to spend
her life with such a "lemon."
Please don't think me unsym
pathetic or that I fail to realize
this is a real grief to you and one
particularly hard to bear under the
circumstances, but you will some
day devoutedly thank your stars
for your lucky escape.
And why? Because If he is sin
cere In what he says to you he Is
a poor, weak, vacillating creature.
His mind is flabby and his heart is
mush. His sweet resignation does
not ring true, and he is "bearing his
cross" too bravely to inspire confi
dence. °
If he were a real man, with will
and purpose, and with red blood in
his veins, he would have gone to the
girl he had asked to marry him and
have frankly told her the facts,
leaving the matter entirely in her
hands and permitting her to break
the engagement at any time and un
der any circumstances she might
choose. It is hardly to be supposed
she would want to marry a man who
had told her he loved another
woman.
But your resigned friend did
nothing of the kind, and the only
conclusion to be drawn from his ac
tions, as you describe them, is that
he does not want his engagement
broken and never has had any in
tention of bringing about such a re
sult. He probably iinds you a very
attractive girl and cannot resist the
temptation to make love to you, but
that is as far as he means the affair
to go.
If you saw a man drowning and
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threw him a life-line and he made
no attempt to grasp it, although he
still kept up his lamentations,
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that he wanted to drown? Believe
me, it is no use wasting energy in
saving some one who doesn't want
to be saved.
You are a clear-headed girl, and
I am sure that Fate has something
much better In store for you than a
life-long companionship with this
singularly evasive drifter.
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