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THE RING
By AGNES G. BROGAN
Copyright, 1922. Western Newspaper Union.
Nance and the tall young man came
strolling down the hill puth, to rest on
a low garden wall. Nance sprang nim
bly to her favorite seat, while the
young man took a place beside her.
"It’s a great view,” he said, and as
he tapped his boot, a ring slipped from
Its pluce on his finger, to roll glinting
down the road. The young man
Jumped after his treasure and re
turned, breathing a sigh of relief.
"I must be careful," he told the
girl, “and see that does not happen
again; my finger’s growing thinner;
your fault, probably.” He cast a side
glance at her.
Nance leaned forward to examine
the ring. Hruce Manners bent his un
covered head until his dark hair
brushed hers.
“Yes,” he explained, “unusual and
significant. The sapphire Is set like
an eye in a band of enamel-edged gold.
Inside Is the motto, ‘I see.’ The ring
was given to me by a wealthy cap
italist, who happened to be a lifelong
friend of my father. This man never
made a deal, or serious venture, with
out first consulting the eye for Its
vision of success. The ring had been
given to him by an East Indian mer
chant, who earnestly believed in Its
clairvoyant power.”
“But,” asked Nance, smiling, "how
does the mystic eye make known Its
reading?”
Bruce gazed quizzically out across
the meadows.
“In a strangely, unexpected man
ner,” he replied, “and its directing Is
unmistakable.”
“You,” Nance asked amusedly, “have
sought Its advice?”
The young man nodded. "Many
times."
She slipped down from the wall.
“I am going home,” she declared
laughingly: “you make me feel eerie.’
He led her, his strong browned hand
beneath her arm, his admiring eyes on
her rose-flushed cheeks.
Inside the home living room Nance’s
family greeted her. Aunt Phronsie's
face wore a frown, and pale-faced
Lillie Ray, after one quick glance at
Nance's glowing cheeks, left the room.
Even mother’s smile was strained,
fleeting.
“My dear,” began Aunt Phronsle,
"haven’t you admirers enough of your
own, that you must make a conquest
of Lillie's hero, nlso?”
Lillie Itay,” mother gently remind
ed, “is very frail, Nance; disappoint
ment might go hard with her.”
The brown dress she wore was not
ns becoming as usual, Bruce Manners
thought, when Nnnee met him later
at the door.
"You said once,” Nance hurriedly
began, “that you would like to prove
your friendship for me, by some fa
vor. I’m asking the favor now, Bruce.
Will you let me take your ring to
night? I want it to advise me.”
"Certainly.” the young man agreed;
“but the ring sees for its owner alone,
Nance-Rose. To him only it gives
a sign.”
"Still I’d like to take It,” she per
sisted. She looked back at him, an
enigmatic smile curving her lips—"l
suppose,” she mocked, “this uncanny
ring will one day direct you to the
woman you are to marry?”
Bruce Manners spoke seriously. “I
am sure,” he said, "that the sapphire’s
eye, then, will not be more blue than
her own.”
Lillie Itay was In the living room
plnylng the piano, the last log dying
in the fireplace.
“These spring evenings,” she com
plained, “are so chill. I can’t walk
outside. You and Bruce will walk, I
suppose."
Nance hastily ended the frail girl's
fears.
"No,” she replied, “I’m going up
stairs to write. Bruce will come in
here. Lillie, I want you to do some
thing for me. Put this ring of his
on your finger for safe keeping, and
when Bruce comes in give it to him.
Here, you might sing a song. ‘I Love
You, Dear,’ that’s pretty. Then give
him the ring.”
“My! it is beautiful!” she ex
claimed.
Nance sank down on the floor of her
own room to rest her face against
Don’s loving hend.
"Just about now,” she murmured.
•’l.illie is looking up from her song
into Bruce’s face—she is giving him
the ring—the clairvoyant ring. And
Bruce will know it's a sign, Don.
How conld it be other than a sign of
the woman he is to marry?”
When Nance could bear it no longer,
she crept down the stairs. Lillie was
not in the living room. Bruce was
there poking about the dead fire with
a stick. Surprised into action, Nance
crossed to his side. His radiant smile
greeted her; breathlessly she waited.
“Well, Nance-Rose," he said severe
ly. “you trusted a poor messenger;
the listless Lillie, tossing my ring to
me. tossed it into the tire by mistake.
And when I said ‘damn.’ she indig
nantly, disgustedly departed.
Weakly, remorsefully, Nance dropped
into a chair. Then a sudden blue
gleam shot into the air to drop flatly
into her outstretched palm.
“I dislodged it that time," Bruce
Manners cried excitedly; turning, he
met the wondering rare of Nance-
Rose.
On her outstretched palm the sap
phire eye twinkled up at him. Oeliber
ately, triumphantly, Bruce Manners
came to clasp Nance in his arms.
"You can t beat that old ring, my
dear," he said.
BILL’S SECRET
By DOROTHY LUCE
©, 2922, by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
When Bill and Marjorie became en
gaged, they agreed, with true lovers’
confidence, that they would have no
secrets from each other. This was
easy so far as Marjorie was concerned,
but poor, bashful Bill, thinking of bis
desk and the incriminating evidence it
concealed, felt quite uncomfortable.
However, he was too blissfully happy
to atop at any promise on such an
occasion as this. He had captured the
one girl—that was all that mattered.
Bill’s mother, justifiably pleased with
her son’s choice, invited Marjorie to
spend a week in towm with them. This
suited his sister Dora. It meant a
chance to inspect Marjorie’s pretty
dresses at close range and perhaps'
copy some of the ideas; besides, there
would be matinees, parties and the
companionship of a girl of her own
age. Her mother would be especially
lenient, she knew.
“How does it feel to be engaged?”
she asked Marjorie when they were
alone, talking rather too intimately of
their personal affairs, as young girls
have a way of doing.
And Marjorie, responding to Dora's
eager questions, confided, among other
things. “And we’re to have no secrets
from each other.”
"Oh, then,” exclaimed Dora Joyfully,
“you know what’s in Bill’s desk, and
he w on’t let any of us open it.”
"No,” said Marjorie slowly, just a
germ of doubt beginning to trouble
her. “but,” she continued, brightening,
“I’ll ask him tonight. I know he’ll tell
me.”
But Bill would not tell her. "Darn
that kid,” he muttered. “She’s for
ever prying Into someone’s affairs.”
Marjorie coaxed at first, hut Bill
was obdurate, with a stubbornness that
silenced her. But It hurt, neverthe
less, and the hurt finally grew out of
nil proportion to the cause. In fact,
Marjorie herself never realized how
near she came to breaking the engage
ment during the days that followed.
Alone together, they both maintained
a sullen aloofness. Bill was In des
pair.
He had left her for the night nnd
was about to open the desk that had
caused so much trouble In his young
life, when he suddenly thought, “And
she’ll be going home after tomorrow.”
He gave the desk a vicious kick and,
flinging the key across the room, he
dropped his head into his arms and did
what very little hoys do sometimes
when their punishment seems too hard
to hear.
Tears, like laughter, must end some
time, however, but it was a dejected
young man who left Bill’s room the
next morning.
Perhaps that was why he forgot all
about the key. Dora found it when
she went to make up his bed, and joy
fully called to Marjorie.
“Shall I open it?” she giggled.
“It is immaterial to me,” Marjorie
answered with a coolness that
Dorn look up sharply and gave her an
inkling of the true state of affairs.
It was this, perhaps, that decided
her, for with a quick turn she un
locked the desk and rolled back the
cover. The first thing that caught her
eye was some pamphlets piled neatly
at the left. She picked one up, looked
it over with a puzzled frown, then
fairly screamed with laughter.
"Oh, dear, oh, dear!” she rocked
back and forth, unable to control her
mirth, "just listen, Marjorie. Let me
read you these titles —‘How to Win
Her,’ by John Denton Gray, professor
of psychology at Michigan university.
’When und How to Propose,’ ‘How to
Hold Your Wife’s Affection,’ ‘The Suc
cessful Marriage.’ ’’
“Oh, dear, oh, dear! This is too
fufiny! Won’t I tease him 1 Just
wait.”
Marjorie was conscious of a great
relief and also of a surge of tender
ness. almost mother-like in its under
standing.
“You must never tell anyone of this,"
she warned Dora firmly, as the girl
locked the desk and placed the key
where she had found it. And Dora
never did.
Bill wondered at the sudden change
in Marjorie, but took his good luck
without questioning. He wondered still
more at the mischievous twinkle in
her eye when, a little later, he said
Impulsively, “Just the same, Marjie, I
think if one has an understanding of
psychology, he can get anything he
wants.”
Red Heads, Read.
A red-heuded person has about 90,-
000 hairs growing out of the scalp.
Speaker says this at convention of
New England hairdressers.
The figure seems unbelievably large.
Yet it is low. Brunettes average 110,-
000 hairs, blondes, 140,000.
Scientists, claiming prehistoric man
was as hairy as a monkey, say that
thinness of hair or baldness is a sign
of superior mentality. Future men ail
bald as eggs is the prediction.
If the scientists are right, the red
heads must be a super-race.
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Unpopular Actress (taking leading
part in tragedy)—Oh! where can my
mother he?
Gallery Voice—She's peddling apples
on Fifth avenue.
“Her Infinite Variety."
Old Bach —All woman are the same.
Benedict —That’s all yon know. Why
even one woman isn’t the same for
any length of time.
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and beginning to advance.
If you need anything in the
building line be sure to call on
Barnesville Planing Mill Cos.
“Everything To Build With”
BARNESVILLE, GEORGIA
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