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THE TRIPLE TIE
A Story for Baseball Fans That Will Interest
IkA / Every Lover of the National Game.
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Read the twelfth installment of the great mystery story and you will
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Man Exterminates the Wild Beasts One by One
The result of a wild boar hunt on the estates of th® Archdnke Joseph of Austria.
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teachability and its capacity for use
ful work, will probably Iona survive
Id certain Eastern countries as a do
mesticated animal, but Its wild life is
nearly at an end. Its precious Ivory
tusks are nature’s fatal sift to it.
The (treat gristly bear has almost
disappeared, and every animal clothed
with a skin that can be turned Into
a rug or coat Is remorselessly hunteo
down.
When the animals fought one an
other to extinction they did it only
for the sake of food. But the Ingenu
ity and the ever-growing wants of
man haVe made him a more terrible
enemy, because he seeks from his vic
tims not only food, but clothing, and
soft furs for himself and his mate,
and elegant rugs for his floors, and
horns and antlers to adorn his walls,
and feathers to make gay his festival
scenes.
This Animal Defies Man.
He makes the animals that have not
brains enough to match his cunning
pay with their lives and the garniture |
that nature gave them for his selfish j
Indulgences, his luxurious tastes, and
his Joy in the exercise of the Irresisti
ble powers of destruction with whlcn |
his superior Intelligence has furnished
him.
But there Is one wild animal, the j
fearless boar, which has defied, wi?h I
unusual success, the destructive pro
pensities of man. Tn Its foTest fast
nesses It presents a gallant picture
.:. Their Married Life .:.
Helen’s Unhappy Day of Trivial Vexations Is Fol
lowed by a Real Misfortune.
By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
“M
AGGIE, I’ve told>you so many
times not to push this ta
ble back against the wall."
There was an unusual note of Irrita
tion In Helen’s voice. "You see how
It mars the paper? Now I want you
to leave this at least an Inch from the
wall."
Maggie whisked the dust cloth
about the legs of a chair In resent
ful silence.
Here the bell rang, and, grumbling
under her breath, Maggie went to
answer It.
She came back with a box from the
cleaner's and a bill for $1.70. Helen
glanced at the bill as she went in to
get her pocketbook.
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By A. H. C. MITCHELL
Copyright, 1018, by International News
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
Kelly had to si and no end of good
natured "Joshing” at the hands of his
teamma/tes, but this didn’t trouble
him at all. It was the outside public
that worried him. and he finally went
to Bill Smith with his tale of woe.
The manager only grinned.
"Don’t pay any attention to 'em,
kid.” he advised. “The baseball pub
lic is mighty fickle. As long as you
deliver the goods you will be a regu
lar tin god. but when you lose your
gTip they’ll forget you quick
enough.”
"That’s just it," exclaimed Kellv;
^T^haven’t even made good. I may fall
down hard and make a fool of my
self in a real game of ball. Every
body is calling me a wonder and 1
don't even know myself whether I’m
any good or whether I'm only a
counterfeit.”
“That’s all right, kid. I'll take a
< hance on your making gopd. Just
stick around and do the best you can
and don't get a swelled head.”
“Nothing Doing on Kelly.”
SrAith, for the past few days, had
been receiving an average of a doz
en telegrams a day from managers
of other clubs asking if he cared to
dispose of Gordon Kelly. To all these
Smith replied: 'Nothing doing on
Kelly.” As he had predicted to Pres
ident Callaway, he could have sold
the recruit to any one of a hundred
- other clubs. But Smith himself saw
the making? of a baseball star in
Kelly and he proposed to hang on to
him until he had proved himself t >
he a star or had "blown up,” as th*
saying is .
Newspapers ft#** able to make and
unmake a lot of things. They had
"made" Gsrfflon Kelly in the twink
ling o(,,an eye. The peculiar condi
tions surrounding hie brief baseball
<areer made him a fine subject for
exploitation. The public had eagerly
read every line printed about him.
ThingH had reached a stage where
Kelly felt that he cither had to make
good or Jump in the river with a
grindwtone tied around his neck.
Smith had seen enough o*' his pro
tege to know that as a fielder he
would make good in any kind of
company. Never in his long career as
a ball player and ’manager of ball
players had he ever seen Kelly's
equal as an outfielder. No ball seemed
too difficult for him to get. No tly
seemed able to get away from him.
His marvellous speed enabled bin to
cover more ground than two ordina
ry outfielders. It was only at bat that
Smith had any doubts as to Kelly's
hility. He wondered how the re -
crU'.t would faro aga nst the best of
the Southern League pitchers Atch
ison. Demaree. Wagner, West. Fox-
en, Bovd, Merrit. Gavet. Smith, Sum
ners, Case. Campbell and Parsons—
of such of them as had not grad
uated to the major league dubs of
the North.
There is a baseball maxim that
“von can’t teach a man to hit." Smith
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therefore made no effort to change
Kelly’s style of po.e© at the plate. He
did, however, caution his protege to
"wait till you get a good one,” and
“don't hit at any bad ones" and gave
him other instructions of a simp>
nature. Kelly, as he always did. lis
tened to all his manager had to say
and obeyed instructions to the letter.
If he had seemed a wonderful fielder,
bis batting was no less wonderfuL
He seemed to have the eye of "Si
lent John" Titus, who never struck
a* a bad ball In his life. The fa -t
that the pitchers he faced in practice
were getting in better condition as
the days passed seemed to make no
difference in Kelly'tf stick work. He
hammered everything offered him ‘o
the four corners of the ball field.
With Ills Ansonesque pose he was a
veritable Anson when It came to hit
ting the ball—and everybody knows
the famous leader of the old Chicago
Whits Stockings was the daddy of
them all in his day.
While this notoriety that had come
tn Gordon Kelly annoyed him not a
little, it had absolutely no effect on
his ball playing. He went on about
his business on the ball field as
trough he was not aware of the hub
bub he had created He treated his
comrades with respect, frankly ac-
knowleding that he had everything to
learn anrf asking their advice and
counsel at every opportunity. Long
Tom Morrissey was of great help to
him. What the veteran didn't know
about "Inside baseball" and the tricks
of the trade wasn’t worth knowing
Ho freely imparted his information
to Kelly, in whom he found a read;,
listener.
Whai Did Mildred Think?
What harassed Gordon Kelly more
than anything else were his thoughts
of how Mildred Deery took all this
publicity in regard to himself Did
she approve? His thoughts answer
ed "no” to that question. Did she
care? Probably not. he told him
self. He found himself lying awake
nights, thinking of this phase of the
situation, and the more he thought
the more harassed he became. He re
solved to put an end to the matter;
to have It settled one way or the
other; to find out what she thought
of him ms a professional ball player.
So he rang her up early next morn
ing on the telephone and asked per
mission to call that evening. "On
a particular matter." he explained.
She would be pleased to have him
call, was the answer Her voice was
the same No hard feeling so far.
he thought, as he hung up the re
ceiver.
"Howdy, stranger." she remarked
pleasantlv In greeting him. that even
ing "Where have you been keeping
yourself” We men are awfully busy,
thoueh. I suppose.”
"To tell the truth. T have been very
buss la'eiy," replied Gordon, "1 don’t
suppose you con'd guess what lias
been occupying n\ attention?"
"I don't believe I could. You can
have such a variety of things to keep
\onr minds active. Business of some
sort I should imagine.”
"Business, in a way. yes," he an
swered. ‘Tve been taking a little ex*
"Exercise!” Mildred laughed gaily
That's a funny business for a man."
Gordon funked completely. Mildred
t vldently knew nothing of his hall
playing and now' that he had the
1 hance to tell her all about it he
uin’t the courage to do so. He
luirmed out of # his predicament
- uuohow and began talking of other
things. After a while Mildred said;
"What was tills ‘particular matter’
you wished to se© me about to-
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I F IT WERE possible to have a mo
tion picture summing up, Hay in
an hour’s time, the changes that
the living forms inhabiting this
globe have undergone since the ear
liest ages, the exhibition would be
astonishing beyond all words.
There would flit before our eyes an
endless procession of strange beasts,
gradually emerging from the waters
and overspreading the land, and tak
ing oji the shapes rendered necessary
by alteration of environment and
change of the conditions of life.
There would be the first amphib
ians. living indifferently in water or
in air; then the great reptiles, of ex
traordinary size and ferocious appe-
tke; n*xt the flying dragons, birds
with reptilian claws and teeth; then
the huge monsters of tertiary times;
and finally man with his early com
panions. the mammoth and the mas
todon.
Fed Upon Each Other.
At every stage it would be seen
that the animals fed upon one an
other. and that some species were
tints driven into practical extinction,
but, until the arrival of man. there
would be no evidence of the interfer
ence of any agency above the ordi
nary tendencies of nature.
But man, with his active brain,
would be found taking a hand, on his
own account, and upon a systematic
plan, in the future evolution of the
life of the globe. He would be seen
gradually altering the character and
the forms of various animala by sub
jecting them to his rule. Then do
mesticated animals would first make
their appearance, and the nature of
the horse, the ox and other creatures
would undergo a remarkable change
under his guidance.
And when the vast film had been
unrolled almost to its end, man would
be seen driving into extinction many
animals which, but for his arrival,
might have continued for ages to in-
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A herd of wild pigs that are being fed in British India.
habit the earth This would be. in
many respects, the most dramatic
part of the exhibition.
Even when he had no better weap
ons than bows and arrows, and spears
and traps, man succeeded in extermi
nating from Europe the wild ox, the
terrible aurochs. With the invention
of modern guns he has carried on the
slaughter until animals of the great
est interest, many of which could have
been rendered harmless without be
ing driven out of existence, have rap
idly disappeared.
Are Disappearing Rapidly.
When we read accounts of the vast
herds of buffalo that less than a cen
tury ago roamed over the plains and
hills of the far West, numbering
probably millions in the aggregate, it
seems Impossible that a few Individ
uals, kept in menageries and on spe
cial reservations, are all that now re
main.
Lions and tigers, though still nu
merous in some regions, have been
decimated by their human hunters,
and the time is undoubtedly coming
when they will almost have disap
peared There is something in the
mere presence of man and his works
which seems inimical to many of the
most interesting wil<i animals. They
flee from him panic-stricken. The
changes brought about in the face of
nature by his activities are fatal to
them. They can not alter their ways
of life rapidly enough to meet the
new conditions which the presence of
man imposes.
Th© elephant, on account of Its
of bold Independence and sturdy self-
reliance. Its superb fighting qualit!°s
may even save it from utter extinc
tion, for merciless as man is, he ad
mires a brave foe, and in India a
species of boar is furnished with food
In order that its numbers may be
maintained. But this Is only done for
the sake of "sport." the sport of "pig
sticking." and the care that the ani
mals get is the same that was given
to the gladiators in ancient Rome.
Jack London’s new story,
‘ ‘ The Scarlet Plague, ’ ’ begins in
the American Monthly Magazine
given free with every copy of
next Sunday’s American.
The Manicure Lady
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
i t EE. this is a glorious m
I George." said the M
EE, this is a glorious mom-
Mani-
ure Lady, bursting into the
»hop and throwing a big cluster of
lilacs onto her table. "I don’t know
just how a bottle of champagne feels
Inside, but 1 guess that’s about the
way I feel -all bubbles and sparkle
and sunshine. It is this kind of days.
George, that makes us mortals realize
how sweet it is to live and breathe
and love one another."
"It's rotten weather for my rheu
matism." said the Head Barber. 'I
feel like a worm on a hook. Lay off
on that lovely weather talk, and if
you can't think of anything else to do.
take a nap. Don't talk to me.”
"1 don’t care if your old rheuma
tism rices hurt," said the Manicure
laidy. "it is men liko you, George,
with your little yelps and groans, that
takes away that transcendent love of
living which is a part of every healthy
and normal human being. 1 feel that
happy this morning that I could write
i lov'-' letter to John I). Rockefeller.
Remember, George, we are here but a
brief time, and almost before we
know it we are swept into the vast
ness of Internity. V.’hat have we got
If it ain't the joy of living? 1 ain’t
going to think an unhappy thought or
say an unkind word to nobody to
day.”
Too Long.
Into the shop came a customer for
the Manicure Lady. He was tall and
lanky, with a head of shaggy hair
and an expression on his lean face
such as Dante must have worn when
he had acute indigestion.
"Those nails, those nails!" he half
groaned. "They are too long, too
long! Trim them, girl; trim them!
Quickly, girl, quicklv!"
"They are a little bit to the Chi
nese." admitted th. Manicure Lady,
smilingly. "Your right hand, please.
Isn't this a beautiful morning?”
"Speak not to me of beauty." sighed
the tall stranger. "For me there is
no beauty, neither in the sky above
nor in the green fields. There is no
beauty In the hum of commerce, the
ceaseless striving of midget man
against the immutable laws of the
universe. Is there?” he fairly shouted.
"1 ain't never gave it much thought,
looking at it that way,” said the
Manicure Lady, eyeing the customer
with a good deal of misgiving.
“Thought? Thought? Of course, you
know nothin" 1 of thought. Neither
does yon barber know of thought.
Look at him. standing there and
thinking about what? Thinking bar
ber thoughts, barber thoughts!"
”1 think Geor* r « is a very Intelligent
gent sometimes.” declared the Mani
cure Lady, loyallv. “He only gets kind
o' batty when he is thinking about the
races. That’s his only weak point.”
"But can he really think, as I
think?” demanded the customer. "And
can you really think? If you could
think, would you prate of beauty
where there is nd beauty? Listen,
girl. I wrote a poem not long ago
that tells it all:
"’Beauty? And Is there beauty in the
grave,
The crawling grave that fondle® us
at last?
And is there beauty on a battlefield,
Littered with corpses when the sun
departs?
And Is there beauty In a morbid
morgue,
Where stark dust touches marble
slabs? No, no!
There is no beauty save in hectic
brains.
Where frothy thoughts refuse to
dw’ell on death.’ ”
• "Gee!” said the impressed Mani
cure Lady, "them is beautiful lines!”
"I say there Is no beauty!” ex
claimed the stranger. "I am not
beautiful, am 1? No! Very good.
Are you beautiful?”
"I don’t like to brag much," said
the Manicure Lady, now thoroughly
unnerved. "Some of the fellows
salves me along to make me think I
am, but 1 guess if you say so, I ain't
beautiful. Is your keepers shopping,
or something?”
"I have no keepers,” said the tall
man. "I am an actor, and who ever
heard of an actor w’lth a keeper?”
"1 guess you're right,” said the
Manicure Lady. "T know' our board
ing house don’t keep no actors. But,
gee, I'm so glad to know' that you’re
a actor. A minute ago I could have
swore you was crazy!”
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American.
His .Opinion.
Donald was an old Soots beadle who
officiated in a Highland kirk where
the minister, never a bright star at
any time, believed in giving full value
for the money, as it were, in his dis
courses. A stranger once asked him
his opinion of the sermons.
"Ah. weel.” replied Donald, "you’ll
no get me to say onything against
them, for they’re a* verry guid. but
I’ll just remark this much:
"The beginning's aye over far frae
the end. an' it would greatly improve
the force o' it ff he left out a’ that
e*wtt’ .ii AlneeA,”
A Social Graft
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
"Seek not to purchase friends with
gifts, for when thou ceaseth to give,
such friends will cease to be friends."
T HE great financier who spends
many anxious hours in count
ing his resources, which appear
inadequate to meet his greater liabili
ties, has his counterpart In every girl
you know*.
Tf her purse Is flat, and kept in that
pitiful condition by necessities; or if
it is corpulent because of the generos
ity of a wealthy father, has no bear
ing on the number of times its owner
sees bankruptcy staring her in the
face.
A bankruptcy brought on less often
by purchases for herself, and w'hlch
either she needs or thinks she needs,
than by purchases for her friends. She
Is a victim of the gift habit, the great
est of all social grafts.
There Is no occasion these da ye that
Is not made a holiday for the purpose
of filching money from the purses of
friends for the buying of gifts. Be
ginning with New Year's and ending
with Christmas, there Isn’t a date on
the calendar that isn't marked by
some mischievous person as an occa
sion for making a present to some
body else,* the object of the giving be
ing solely to financially embarrass the
donor and make miserable the reor
ient by adding another name to the
burden of her obligations.
Easter Gifts.
We* have become so obseseed with
the insanity of giving that we have
broken Into the children’s province
and make gifts on Easter; we have
thrust ourselves among the lovers and
send valentines to friends and nf re
acquaintances; we must remember
every birthday, or offend; we must
send decorated cards expressing inant
sentiments about peace and happiness
every time the flag 1* unfurled, and
after passing through a. year of giving
that which w r e can not ’“afford, and
which is never wanted, we throw
every bit of sense and judgment to
the winds and go mad In making gifts
at Christmas.
This social graft is hard on every
one, but its worst victims are young
girls. They must make gifts they
can not afford to their friends who
graduate. A few years later a
friend’s engagement is announced,
and a girl must give a betrothal gift,
followed in a few' w r eeks by a wed- /
ding present and, in what seems a
criminally short time to the owner
of a depleted purse, by a demand for
a little token to be placed in the
baby's layette. There must be a gift
for the christening, an anniversary
wedding present for the mother; she
has a birthday, her baby has a birth
day; there are more babie®. more
christenings, more birthdays, till the
friend who is seeking to keep up
with the demands this custom makes
feels that she will go mad.
She begins to regard every new-
baby as a means for Imposing a tax
on her friendship—a tax that is col
lected relentlessly, and from which
no personal need for the money thus
expended will release her.
"Why, I thought they charged only
6 cents for cleaning short gloves,"
Helen protested, when she went to
the door to pay the boy.
"1 don’t know, m’am; it’s on your
bill."
"But I’ve never paid more than 5
except for long gloves."
The boy only tw'irled his cap In
differently. The amount was so small
tha<t It would be foolish to call up
the office, so Helen handed him $1.75
—a dollar bill, 50 cents and a quar
ter.
"I ain’t got no change,” starting to
put the money in his pocket, plainly
implying that he expected her to say,
"Keep the nickel.” At any other time
Helen might have said it, but she had
no intention of saying it now.
"Surely you've got 5 cents."
"No, ma’am, I ain’t got nothing.”
“Then give me back that quarter!"
Helen’s hesitancy to ask a favor of
Maggie just now was overcome by
her determination not to let that boy
take advantage of her, for she knew
he would not have been sent out
with C. O. D. packages without a
cent of change. "Maggie,” she call
ed, "can you change a quarter?"
But Maggie had only a dollar hill
and 15 cents. There was a gleam
of satisfaction In the boy’s eyes,
which increased Helen’s determina
tion not to give him the nickel. She
rang for the elevator boy, but he,
too, had no change for a quarter.
So, after all. Helen had no choice
but let the ooy keep the nickel.
Her cheeks burnt angrily as she
closed the <Joor. The incident had not
served to lessen her irritation.
Everything had gone, wrong that
day. She had gotten up w'ith a dull
headache. The night had been warm
and sultry, she had not slept well, and
when morning came her back ached,
her head ached and she felt more
tired than when she had gone to bed.
All day everything had seemed to
contrive to irritate her. And now as
she opened the box from the cleaner's
she felt certain that something would
be w rong.
The waist was a dark blue chiffon,
they had pressed it badly, and the
lace collar was torn w'here one of the
collar-bones had been shoved through.
The gloves were stiff and two of the
buttons w’ere gone.
Why had she not examined them
before she paid the boy? Helen
tossed the box, waist and all, on the
bed W'ffh a strong desire to cry. Why
must everything go wrong to-day?
Very Irritable.
"Oh, get out of the WAY, Pussy
Purr-mew!” as the kitten, playing
with a piece of crumpled paper, al
most tripped her up.
The added irritations had increased
her headache, and with a wretched
sense of discomfort Helen now sat
down by her sewing basket to mend
the waist. Of course, the scissors
were not there, and she had to get up
to look for them Then Pussv Purr-
mew knocked off her thimble, ajid
Helen slapped her sharply.
She mended the lace collar, and
tried to prize up the hooks that had
been carelessly Ironed down. The
scissors slipped, and she sucked her
hurt finger with angry tears. Then
Hopeful Girls.
Girls are the biggest hearted, most
generous creatures that walk the
earth. Hopeful to a degree that is
dangerous, they will squander this
week's Income on a friend, thinking
to be more prudent with the income
of next week. They buy first for
their friends, and count their own
needs of little Importance. They will
buy meager lunches, wear patched
shoes and gloves, If need be, rather
than have It said they refused to
“come across.”
And that Is what I beg they will
no longer do. Give to the friend
who needs, and give when love
prompts the giving, always making
gifts that meet the needs of the re
cipient and don't embarrass the do
nor; but don’t give simply because
custom demands It.
Don’t be one of the large and grow
ing flock of sheep that are breaking
their financial necks trying to jump
over wall after wall of senseless and
imaginary obligations to friends, the
greatest of which Is the custom ot'
regarding every date on the calendar
as a reminder to make some one a
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she sewed the hut.Ion® on the flovo®
and started to try on® on. But they
seemed to have shrunk. The stiffened
kid split suddenly across the palm.
Boiling- with indication, H«en
went over to the phone and deter
minedly rang up Mrs. Thurston.
"Didn’t you say the Peerless Glean
ing Company did such beautiful work
for you? Well, they've simpfly
RUINED some gloves for me—a
brand-new pair that’d never been
cleaned before. And they tore a waist
—and ironed down all the hooks!
* * * Oh. no—I know It's not your
fault. I didn’t mean that. * * * No.
of course not. But I thought I ought
to tell you."
Oh. WHY had she called up Mr®.
Thurston? It had only made things
worse. Mrs. Thurston had plainly re
sented it, declaring stiffly that flh®
was very sorry she had recommended
them.
The phone rang again. ThinHdng fi
was just ringing off, Helen did pot
answer. But she smiled on peTsriSt-
ently.
"Hello! Who?” Helen called sharp
ly. “Mr. Robinsky? What number
do you want? Oh, you’ve got the
wrong number.”
Helen’s pent-up exasperation bad
now reached a point where it de
manded an outlet. She called angrily
for the manager’s office.
"Hello! I want to make a com
plaint. This bell is CONSTANTLY
being rung for the wrong nutzfpcr,
Just this morning Pro been cattdd
three times. Something MUST he
done! f WON’T be annoyed this
way!"
The manager promised ta report her
complaint and to see that she had ‘
better service.
Another Disappointment.
While she was phoning Maggie ha d
put some mail on the desk beside her.
A summer resort booklet and a carpet
cleaning ad Helen threw Impatiently
in the waste basket.
Warren was late. It was after 7
before they sat down to dinner. For
once Helen made no attempt to be
cheerful nor to make conversation.
“What’s wrong with yon?” he de
manded briefly.
“Oh, dear, It's been the most trying .
day-—EVERYTHING'S gone wrong!
I don’t think I’ve ever felt so irri
tated and so depressed?” t
“That’s cheerful, and I lost a cool
three hundred to-day,"
“Three hundred dollars! Oh,
WARREN! How—how did It hap
pen ?"
“Oh, a firm. Parker A Simms, that
I thought was perfectly good, went
up. Bankrupt notice out to-day."
"And you’ll not get ANY of it?”
“Certainly nod. That’s why they
went into bankruptcy—to get out of
paying their debts."
"Why, dear—that’s not hcmeett”
“Oh, isn't it?” sneerlngly. "That’s
enlightening.”
“But don’t some bankrupt firms
pay a percentage of their debts?”
“Well, that bunch won’t,” grimly.
Three hundred dollars! Woman
like, Helen began to think of all three
hundred dollars would buy. The Uttli
worries of the day seemed so trivial
now.
A Big Loss.
The badly cleaned waist—the ruined
gloves, she could have bought a
hundred and fifty pair of gloves for
three hundred dollars! Then she •
thought of how long It would take
her to save that much money. Her
very soul was filled with consuming
rage against Parker & Slmme.
“Eat your dinner,” scowled Warren.
“No use sitting there mooning over It.
Can’t do business without losing some
money. Guess the three hundred
won’t break us.”
But Helen could not eat. She oould
think only of that three hundred
dollars and of all the things that they
might have bought with it.
All day she had fretted and worried
over the most trivial things. Now she .
had something to worry about that
was REAR.