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THE SUNNY SOUTH y moral re- e*t* that the fined for debt, fa. obligations e her life in Ml she may be, worked nd fa small a^Mcence and 4 oajlor who Hi .and cease through Kfinel. who fMufon of a t£L Absolutely 0$o start life ^lT: <&VcA 9) , 1 *£& Third tage , Prize Winner and Honor Roll Annou “Some Other Way” Contest in |HROUGH many difficulties, much adverse criticism and with the hearty encourage ment and cooperation of its readers. The Sunny South has ended successfully the "Some Other Way” serial contest. The prise of 1100 has been won by Mrs. Beu lah R. Stevens, whose suc cess in this contest marks her as a wriier of extraor dinary ability, since she also won the second prize In the short story contest ended last fall by The Sunny South. There was at first a slight hesitation on the pan of the judges to award the prize to Mrs. Stevens for the very reason that she had been a former prize winner. Toward the end of dealing absolute justice to all contestants and after the decision of the Judges had practically been delivered, the five most able manuscripts were read for a fourth time by the entire committee of judges. A vote was then taken and so unanimous ly were the different members of the com mittee agreed on the excellence of Mrs. Stevens’ manuscript, and on points In which she surpassed the other contest ants, that she was finally awarded the prize. The inauguration of this competition and its management after it developed in all its difficult details, is an enter taining story. With the reasons which gave rise to the contest, most readers of The Sunny South are thoroughly famil iar, although a terse summary is here given for the benefit of those who may not have kept fully informed. The Cause of the Contest In November of last fall. The Sunny South began the publication of a serial by Sir Walter Besant. Its title was "No Other Way," and it dealt with .that pe culiar system of laws formerly in vogue in England, by the operation of which people in debt could be Imprisoned in definitely. Unique in plot and with that masterly style so well known to the ad mirers of Besant, there was every pros pect that the story would prove one In tensely interesting to readers of this mag azine. The management, however, was misled In the synopsis which the Besant literary estate submitted and passed on the serial as satisfactory, when, as a mat ter of fact, one of the leading features had not been made known to them. For three installments the serial ran in The Sunny South, and created widespread j comment and favorable criticism. Then. ! with appalling suddenness, a black cloud i sppca.ed on an horizon otherwise serene, j In order to furnish morbid neurotic mate rial for further developments, the hero ine—a woman of exquisite purity and re- Cnement—was forced Into marriage with a negro criminal. The purpose of this magazine being to appeal to ultra southern wants, and en tering into the very heart of southern homes, this, repugnant cataclysm could not for a moment be tolerated. In the firm belief that "some other way” ex isted by which the heroine could be ex tricated from her difficulties—a way con genial to people who hold their woman- tte®4 #• sacredly doar as do wo Jn this i section—Ttie Sunny Soiith inaugurated a unique contest to this end. The leading Idea was that contestants should finish the serial eo auspiciously started by the famous English author, using his char acters and governing themselves by the basis of his plot—as far as possible. The only provision was that the objectionable feature referred to above should be stricken out. The minimum number of words was placed at 10,000; the maximum 15,000. To that Individual who most com pletely. smoothly and attractively com pleted the original serial a price of $100 was offered. There were no restrictions In this competition. No send-your- subscrlption-along-with-your-manuscript dragnet. Those who were not subscrib ers to The Sunny South were offered as fair a hearing as the other more for tunate ones. There was a fair field and no favors. Bright People Found Another Way When the contest closed on January 20. there were exactly one hundred and thirty- seven entries. One hundred and thirty- seven ' bright people had found “some other way.” and accepted the gauntlet thrown down by the management of The Sunny South. Doubtless they were spur red to this endeavor by the numerous let ters of commendation which poured into the qfriee and which approved the stand taken by the management as the only consistent, manly one under the revolting circumstances. There were plenty of keen and stabbing criticisms, too, from sections of the country whose inhabitants do not understand southern conditions and sentiments as they really exist. Many northern editors ridiculed the stand taken by the editors as a morbid, superfious search for trouble. This was to be ex pected. and it only strengthened the pro moters of the contest in the belief that they had done the right thing. ' Of the contest proper. It is difficult to speak In comprehensible terms. The readers of the competing serials were con fronted by a thousand unexpected obsta cles. Many there were who treated the story magnificently from point of plot— but whose slyle was faulty. Just as many forward with excellent, original work, the gentler sex has borne off the palm on nearly every count. While this speaks in glowing terms of commendable literary activity among women of the south, it THE WINNER OF THE $100 PRIZE gent In his demgtifis He T»qd sold the lady a bill of goofeatsh /“months’ credit, but himself JiartHod by Creditors, pro ceeds to exact kerifiHifct Illegally in ad* vance of tbe date jHRgfcd. With little knowledge at the law, however, she does not realize her advantage, and after a trying-scene with tit;, tradesman, is left to face the direfqi'fWuatiOTi, and turn her Imagination on the horrors of prison life, with which the draper has threat ened her, in tbe eve& that his bill is not paid witbin twenty-four hours. To digress from- the narrative for a moment, it should ha. explained that at the time at whk* tfcjjh atory is placed— in fact up to a few 'jneara. ago—"the laws of England permitted Imprisonment for debt, even for titfihg ’ sums, and fre quently people of refinement and educa tion were left to* ' languish . fheir lives away in hopless brutstlty, and deprived of the smallest chance to liberate them selves, through a debt-Which would ordi narily be dischargCr by a few months of labor. The Pftoofi was divided Into two sides. The Poof debtors and crlmli •friends and broken able to support thi cared for In a p< hazard manner by this death-ln-ilfe. roundings would be' i with her former that the creditors Weyland threatened contained the forsaken by ne, were un- and were (Miserable, hap- ,te. It was to her sur- lalng variance Infancy up, Lady Isabel confine her. Test for Yourself the Wonderful Curative Properties of Swamp-Root. To Prove What Swamp-Root, the World-Famous Kidney and Bladder Remedy, Will Do for YOU, Every Reader of “The Sunny South” Way Have a Sample Bottle Free. Mrs Beulah R Stevens Atlanta, Ga Zarsh Thomas, Anniston, Ain H M Wilts*, Chattanooga, Tonn HONOR ROLL Mtary T Hobson, Vsnos, Toxc Mrs E I* Awtry, Atlanta, Ga B EIULAH R. STEVENS, the author of the winning serial, was horn In Evansville, Ind., in 1865, and .completed her education in Brooklyn, N- . graduating at the early age of i«. J! Truly it may be said of her that she lisped In rhyme, even her earliest school eomposttiqps taking the form, of verses or short stories. The family removed to Florida In the early eighties, where she met and married Mr. G. A. K. Ste vens, of Maryland, who was for many years editor of one of the most promi nent papers of Florida. Mrs. Stevens proved a most efficient associate editor, contributing meanwhile to many of the leading periodicals of the country. A little volume of her poems, intended for private circulation only, shows the true poetic instinct, her "Marjorie" which appeared in The 8unny South having been specially admired and frequently use*! for recitation. After the disastrous freeze of 1895, the family came to Atlanta, where Mrs. Stevens has been engaged in teaching, though still continuing her contribu tions to current literature and music. Many of her ballads have been warmly commended by competent critics and a cantata for children, “The Carnival of the Flowers," Is now in process of publication by a None. York house. ' Free toLadies One Foil-sized $5.00 Package of Dr. ■ary Lock’s Wonderful Homo Treatment Given Free to Every Lady. Com tmy form or Female Weakness. ■tent*. Lencorrtiem. Suppraxed or Painful Menses, Fall- lug of the Womb, Change of Life, etc. The celebrated lady epedaliste have decided for a fbort time to give free, one fail-fixed 10.00 package to TWO OP AMERICA'S GREATEST LADY SPECIALISTS. every suffering woman In order to quickly introduce their moat wonderful remedy in every city, town and hamlet In tbe U. 8. They coaid not afford to do tbtf only that they expect after you are cured and they know you will be and that yon will recommend the remedy to suffering friend* who will gladly order tbe t and in tlila way they will be amply rewarded othys employed an excellent style, but were deficient in originality of thought. This much is certain, however, and very gratifying to the management. The con test has established the fact that there is abundant literary talent in the south—a contention which we have always sup ported—and any number of men and wom en unafraid when It comes to friends at the north who regard southern literature as sporadic and In its Infancy. It was a fearful task to people not familiar to such work to complete in satisfactory form a serial begun by one of the most accomplished and experienced authors in the world. To compete in a short story contest would have been much simpler, and doubtless more prolific of results. But it has been settled that southern literary talent is not altogether of the fragmen tary sort, and that we need not go lar away for specimens of talent In the novel- writing line. The Result Is a Prediction We may go farther than this and confi dently predict that the fruits of this con test are only an earnest of what is com ing in the not distant future. Success ful effort is contagious, and others will be stirred to renewed ambitious striving, not only by the accomplishment of Mrs. Stevens, but that of the other contestants who have made such an. excellent show ing. The other participants In the con test need not feel that their energy has been wasted. They have gained a valu able experience—an Insight Into literary requirements and methods which could not have been acquired elsewise, and they may now attack new work and originate fresh ideas with the assurance that their labor will not be In vain. Of tbe winning serial we will speak but little. We prefer to preserve, in all its delightful freshness, a surprise for the readers of The Sunny South. Sufficient to say that Mrs. Stevens has constructed a novel of surpassing interest and origi nality of expression. She has kept In mind the peculiar sublimity of southern ideals, and she has utilized every oppor tunity for tbe introduction of a pleasing idea or a helpful moral lesson. Below is printed a resume of the three install ments of the original Besant serial pub lished in The Sunny South. Next week the first installment of Mr9. Stevens’ se rial will be published, to be followed by three others. With Mrs. Stevens' name are published, four others—those of the writers whom the editors of the contest deem came nearest to perfection after her success. Many other entries were excel lent from the several points considered, but the four named took precedence on a list of averages compiled by the judges, j time, spends much of her leisurd at the card table. This fearful drain, coupled should prove a stimulating suggestion to their husbands, brothers and sweethearts. The management of The Sunny South is more than pleased with this fact at this time, however, as it demonstrates that women of the south are apt students of human life and able thinkers—qualities which any race may envy for its woman kind. , To thoroughly enjoy and understand the story of Mrs. Stevens, which will begin next week, it is necessary that the read er place himself in touch with the orig inal Besant serial. Its three Installments are summarized below. "WO OTHER HTAY” A synopsis of the original serial of Sir Walter Besant. the first three Install ments of which were published in The Sunny South. The ^ fourth installment contained the matter distasteful to southern sentiment, and was the cause of the serial’s discofitinuance by the man agement of the paper. INSTALLMENT I. Isabel Weyland. a beautiful, refined Englishwoman, is sitting In her apart ments In King street. Covent Garden, London, reviewing gloomily the condi tion of desperation to which she has been reduced. Daughter of u. wea’ihy trades man who had been estranged from his wife through slanders circilated by a villainous and miserly sor. by a former marriage, she had, nevertheless, been reared in aill the luxu.-y and refinement which is an inevitable part tf all wealthy English homes. Here she llitd a life of distasteful uncertainty, sure of good clothes and food and a certain prestige, but uncertain of the vagaries of a half- suspicious father, and a wholly jealous brother, capable of almost any degree of villainy, if thereby he imght usurp the larger portion of a fortune which at the father’s death is naturally to be di vided between the two children. The young girt, restricted and ham pered in a loveless home, where there is little appeal! to the higher sensibilities, after a time fails in love with the Hon. Ronald Weyland, only brother of ihe earl of Strathherrick. in the Scotch peerage. Toung, handsome, talented and genial, this nobleman takes the unhappy girl’s heart by storm, and sorely against her father’s wiK, she elopes. and is married to him. For two years the young couple lead a happy, ideal life, moving in the best society, living an existence perhaps selfish and rather self-centered, but nev ertheless of great sunshine and pleasure. Suddenly and almost without warning, the young husband dies, leaving Isabel 1th something over five thousand pounds ($25,OGO in'American money). Be- •tft of the strong guidance and d:?t re straining hand of ror husband. Lady Weyland soon encounters misfortune. She follows a fashionable life, and, as was the custom in English society at that It is while the ladg .js sitting in her apartments, utterly fisH|gUrlng, and viewing with regret aoft remorse the past frivolity which has ptaqafi her in this un enviable position, that Mrs. Patty Bry- mer, a mlllner to wh*fi. she is indebted, comes to her and propWBS a way out of her difficulty which w$l,teBpl«t e lr solve the problem, and whfc^, fornlhes the plot for lmost the entire fitter.* Alter extorting treehj the cringing, ut terly humiliated gentlewoman the story of her unfortunate Hfesod extravagant follies, and after having pared the way for her proposal by flectionsf the milliner ■ widow marry a pris who will assume his and leave her free to any state or cond choose. The plan .'I* through paying - the- sum weekly to gala 1 silence; through will soon leave the 1 to harry hl3 noble marrying a conde will be executed at few days, -leaving untrammeled, in fit i anew. As may be imagined, 1 repugnance by these —all disgusting to a reaped nature "such With the idea of hav paid, however, the roitly argues away ing her situation in i and persuades her to i ual plan. INSTA •Mrs. Brymer and together visit the, deb on the Poor Side, an-j ery and squalor, to whom the. lady order to evademer i This man proves mara, a young Irish i able antecedent;,, Dr. Kilmer ft Co., Binghamton, N. Y.: Gentlemen—In justice to you, I feel it is my duty to s«n^ you an acknowledgment of the receipt of the sample bottle of Swamp-Root you so kindly sent me. I had been out of health for the past five years with kidney and bladder trouble. Had our best physicians prescribe for me. They would relieve me for the time being, but the old complaint would In a short time return 'again. I sent for a sample bottle of Swamp-ROot, and I found it did me a world of good. Since then I have taken eight small bottles bought at my drug store, and I consider myself perfectly cured. It seemed as though my back would break in two after stooping. I <Jo not have the smarting and irritation, nor do I have to get up during the night to urinate, as I formerly did three or four times a night, but now sleep the sleep of peace. My back is all right again, and in every way I am a new man. Two of my brother officers are still using Swamp-Root. They, like myself, cannot say too much In praise of it. It is a boon to mankind. We recommend it to all who are suffering from kidney and bladder diseases. My brother officers (whose signatures accompany this letter), as well as myseu, thank you for the blessing you have brought to the human race In the compounding of Swamp-Root. JAMBS COOK. We remain, yours very truly, HUGH B. BOYLB. Officers of the 58th Police Precinct, Greater New York. - JOHN J. BODKIN. If you are sick or "feel badly,” begin taking the famous new discovery. 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Swamp-Root is pleasant to take and Is used in the leading hospitals, recommended by physicians in their private prac tice. and is taken by doctors themselves, because they recognize in it the greatest and most successful remedy that science has ever been able to compound. • 7 , It you are already convinced that Swamp-Root is what you need, you can purchase the regular fifty-cent and one-doilar size bottles at the drug stores everywhere. Don’t make any mistake, but remember the name, Swamp-Root—Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root; and the address, Binghamton, N. Y., on every bottle. ♦ EDITORIAL NOTICE.—Swamp-Root, the great Kidney. Liver and Bladder rem edy. Is so remarkably successful that a special arrangement has been made by which all of our readers who have not already tried it may have a sample bottle sent absolutely free by mall. Also a book telling all about kidney and bladder troubles and containing many of the thou sands upon thousands of testimonial letters received from men and woim'n cured by Swamp-Root. In writing, be sure and mention reading this generous offer In The Sunny South when sending your address to Dr. Kilmer & Co Bingham ton. N. Y. J ped for hist pft from Irefcftid for the display oFhlh talent, J£e Involved in debt througli:,the simple fur nishing of htt office and’ purchasing of robes for the' pursuit of hlg business. Though the amount is small, he fears h’.l fife will be speht within prison walls, for the reason that hid. creditors; are In exorable. A man of pitiful fortune, of magnetic personality, and with the co operation at the grewsome surroundings of squalid jail life, he enlists the imme diate sympathy of the susceptible and refined young widow. After a semi-love passage of beautiful poetical style- and in the handling of which Besant has dis played his subblest talent, Isabel gives up her purse toward liberating him from durance, rousing the rage of Mrs. Bry mer, who sees in the lady's nobly Im pulsed action only the deferring of her own payment and a prodigal thoughtless ness of her debtor’s woeful circumstance. After much very natural protestation and hesitancy on the part of McNamara, he acceipts the widow’s purse, binding himself as her knight-errant, to assist her at the earliest moment that fortune turns in his direction. With the re proaches of Mrs. Brymer dinning In her ears, but the elation from a nobly done action in her soul, and (hat soul quick ened to something like consciousness for tbe first time, Mrs. Weyland returns to her lodgings. Here she realizes what following her generous impulses has cost her and looks forward with poignant dread to the fateful morrow, when she will be forced to marry a condemned criminal, who will be executed within a week. INSTALLMENT HI. Once more we are within the gloomy, foul-smelling walls of a debtors' prison. Into the utter misery, grime and poverty of the Poor Side, where criminals of the blackest souls await their doom, and where there is not the slightest sugges tion to turn the thought upward, Mrs. Weyland and her protectress, Mrs. Bry mer, once again enter. At full length the prison life Is de scribed; its bestiality, its sheer hopeless ness. We are introduced to characters who no good man or woman meets or cares to meet. It is here that the souls of men seem to take their abrupt de parture, and the only impulses are those of selfishness and crime, it is from a collection of villains, deeply mired in every species' of disgusting law-break ing, that our refined, high-strung heroine is to select her bridegroom. Imagine the terror of the spirit which must seize a woman of refinement and intelligence on being brought face to face with such a ghastly dilemma. How she regrets her misspent life and fortune; how thoughts , of tbe former husband, his goodness, his ri thoughtfulness, the thrilling bliss of the ■ji rt " y' y * vl the eodrse arid Ili-Utned jests of the jail attaches, She realises what the Impending step means. The bride of a criminal! Whether the world knows It or not, the wife of a man who will die an outlaw’s death within a few hours. To go through life with this ter rible consciousness harrowing every pleasant prospect, and plunging a dagger into every thought the human mind in its more spiritual moments, sends to a nobler, source. Then comes In the parson. Gaynham, a skillfully drawn type of the prison rec tor—a man whose spiritual side is dis gustingly stunted, ana the animal fully developed. Who is In his sacred calling “for revenue only,” and who makes cap ital out of the misfortunes of the scum of the earth. Many secrets of noble fam ilies,^ dragged down to such depths as jtist this present. one. are hidden with him, aad. hi* -motto is "all Is fish .comes to.jfiy pet,”i This man Is lbs Hjim to’dejsbej, thi only ’the World of respectability and right thinking, j • Every sentence of this misnamed priest every familiarity of his grasping serv ants, every Insulting and suggesting glance of jailer and criminals, grinds the degradation Into which she is about to sink more deeply and cruelly into this un fortunate woman's soul. With an art, a skill which Illustrates genius of the highest order, Sir Walter Besant ends this third Installment. So far the story and details are sufficiently shocking, but he has not soiled it with the filth which he throws into the fourth installment, and which was the causa of the contest which The Sunny South In augurated. the result of which to made known foday. In that fourth Installment thia heroine, with whom ths fiiprtt MOti jKffaltp* *- not only * have -been fearful enough, nut a nn~- gro, a type of the blackest, moot soul less, variety of his race. And following the foiegoing syn opsis, there will be printed next week, under the title, "Some Other Way/’ the first installment of Mrs. Stevens’ splendid serial, which will run four weeks.. Andiron Tales ^ Being the Remarkable Adventures of a Boy With a Lively Imagination By JOHN KENOR1CH BANCS for making this most liberal free offer. Send jour Tbe above i _ reference* of unj kind. Every lady who writes will b* gives a fall 9b.00 package fire. Write to day. Women Writers Predominate One other comment and we will leave our readers to the perusal of the sum mary of Besant's three installments. It is remarkable that women predominate both in number of entries and successful writing in this peculiar contest, although the same Is true of the recent short story contest. Though mam men have come with the heavy expenses Incident to .'ly ing in the most exclusive London circles, exhausts her eomparati roly small fortune' In three years, and 3he. at the end of her tiraj, finds herself with something Hue one hundred pounds >e3s than is neces sary to discharge her debts. One Robert Fulton, a draper, to whom she Is indebted In the sum of something less than an hundred pounds, to very ur- Mrs. Hinkley. Indianapolis, writes: "The doctor said It must be an operation costing $800 and little chance to survive. I chose Pyramid Pile Cure and one 50- cent bon made me sound and well.” All druggists sell It. It never fails to cure any form of piles, try it. Book on "Piles: Cause and Cure," free by mail. Pyramid Drug Oompany, Marshall, Mich. (Copyright, 1908.) ' 1 CHAPTER. MVE Ths Poker concludes His Story T was just as I feared,” said the Poker. "Rollo knew a good thing when he had it. “ ‘I’m satisfie.1 the wav things are now,’ said he. ‘I wouldn’j change back and be a Scotch terrier for all the world. “Then the fairy turned to me and said, ’I’m sorry, my dear, but if Rollo won’t consent to the change you’ll have to be contented to remain as you are—un less you’d like to try being an eagle for awhile.’ " ’I’ll never consent,’ said Rollo, self ishly. though I couldn’t really blame him for It.’ “ ‘Then make me an eagle,’ I said. ‘Make me anything but what I am.’ “ ’Very well,’ said the Fairy. ‘Good night.’ “Next morning," continued the Poker, “when I waked up I was cold and stiff, and when I opened tny eyes to look about me I found myself seated on a great ledge of rock on the side of a mountain. Far below me were tops of the trees in a forest I never remembered -to have seen before, while above me a hard block wall of rock rose straight up for a thousand feet. To climb upward was impossible; to climb down equally so. “ ‘What on earth does this mean?’ thought I; and then, in attempting to walk I found that I had but two legs, where the night before I had fallen asleep with four. "Am I a boy again?” I cried with de light. " ‘No,’ said a voice from way below me in tbe trees. ‘You are now an eagle and I hope you will be happy.’ "You never were an eagla, were you, Dormy?” said the Poker gazing earnestly into Tom’s face. “No,” said Tom; “never. I’ve never been any kind of a bird.” “Well, don’t you ever be one.” said the Poker, with a knowing shake of the head. “It’s all very beautiful to think about, but being an eagle is entirely different from what thinking about It is. I was that eagle for one whole month, and the life of a Scotch terrier is bliss alongside of it. In the first place it was flight, flight, flight for food. It was lots of fun at first jumping off the crag down a thou sand feet into the valley, but flying back there to get out of the way of the hunts men was worse than pulling a sled with rusty runner* up a hill a mile long. Then when storms came up I had to sit up there on the mountain side and take ’em all as they came. I hadn’t any umbrella- eagles never have—to keep off the rain; and no walls except on one side to keep off the wind, and no shutters to close up so that I couldn't see the lightning. It was terrible. All I got to eat in the whole month was a small’ goat and a chicken hawk, and those I had to swallow wool, feathers and all. Then I got into fights with other eagles, and finally while I was looking for lunch In the forest I fell Into a trap and was caught by some men who put me In a cage so that people could come and see me.” “Ever been shut up in a cage?” queried the Poker at this point. “No.” said Tom. “Only In a dark closet.” “Never had to stay shut up, though, more than ten minutes, did you?” "No,” answered Tom, “never.” "Well, think of me cooped up In an old cage for two weeks!” said the Poker. “That was woe enough for a lifetime, but It wasn’t half what I had altogether. The other creatures In the zoo growled anj, ground in the midst of a dense forest than all the eagles In the world,' said I. “ ’Very well,’ said she. ’It shall be so. Good night.’ “In the morning I was a tree—and If there Is anything worse than being a dog or an eagle it’s being a tree.” said the Poker. “I could hear processions going by with fine bands of music in the dis tance, but I couldn’t stir a step to sea them. Boys would come along and climb up Into my branches and shake me nearly to pieces. Cows came and chewed up my leave®, and one day the wood cutters came and were about to cut me down when the Fairy appeared again and sent them away. ’ "Do you <w*ni (o be * tree? ’ shrfbked all night long: none of us ever got a quarter enough to eat, and several times the monkey In the cage next to me would reach his long arm into my prison and yank out half a dozen of my feathers at once. In fact. I had nothing but mis haps all the time. As the poet says: '• ‘Talk about your troubles. Talk about your woes, Yours arc only bubbles, Sir, compared with those.’ "At the end of two weeks I was nearly frantic. I don’t think I could have stood It another week—hut fortunately at the end of tbe month back came the Fairy again. “ ‘How do you like being an eagle?" she said. ’* ‘I’d rather be a tree rooted to the I “ Tiey will be back again tomorrow,’ she said. ‘Do you wish to remain a tree?* " ’No, no. no,” I cried. ‘I’ll be con tent to be anything you choose If you will save me from them.’ “ There,’ she said. ’That’s the point. If you will keep that promise you will finally be happy. If you will only look on the bright side of things, remembering the pleasant and forgetting the unpleas ant, you will be happy. If yqu will b® satisfied with what you are and have and not go about swelling up with envy when ever you see anyone or anything that has or can do things that you have not or cannot do, you will be bappy In spite of yourself. Will you promise me thisT " ‘Indeed I will,’ I said. “Even if I change you Into so poor thing as a Poker?' Cemtluumd am tenth page r- 1 /