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By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. IT WERE BETTER NOT. Dear Mis» Fairfax: For the past year I have known a young la<ly three years my Jun ior. As we live on the same street, we meet and converse very frequently. Now. 1 care very much for her and have tried to show this fact through my ac tions. As I am a student, much of my time is taken up by my studies, and so I have decided that unless she cares for me I would only be wasting time hv meeting her whatsoever. Since her action did net show whether or not rtie loves me, I wrote her a letter explaining my circum stances, including the fact that It would be five or six years before I would be through with my studies and asked that ehe write me a letter telling me whether or not she cares for me. Do you think that J was correct in taking that measure to And out her affection for me? “ME LIBERA.” You asked her to reveal her heart to you, at the same time telling her that you could offer nothing in return. It was a little selfish in you, and I hope ahe refused to answer. Walt till 1n position to marry her before asking her if she loves you. DON’T BE UNFAIR TO HER. Dear Miss Fairfax. I am a young man 20 years of age. and I am in business for my self and make out very good. I am in love with my friend’s sis ter. whom I have known for over two years, and who is probably one year older than myself. Her people are of a very low clars. and I am puzzled whether they will be agreeable to my parents. Her people think a great deal of me. I have only taken her out twice, and I have not Informed her of my love, for the reason that I know her people are very anxious to have her married. I do not in tend to get married before the age of 25. 1 love her very much, and I am afraid that I might lose her. YOUNG LOVER. A five-year engageemnt Is most un fair to the girl, and for her sake you must not consider it a moment. Yotir problem lies with yourself Unless you are sure her family is as good as yours, and her entry into it would esure her neither pain nor hu miliation. you must let her alone, to be wooed and won by someone who has no such opinions. THAT IS NOT ENOUGH. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 21 and am keeping com pany with a girl three years my junior. I am deeply In love with this girl, and no matter how I try to show her how much I love her I don’t seem able to win her. My salary is $16 a week and good chances for advancement. S. B. C. Sixteen a week is not enough to marry on, and prospects for more do not always materialize. I want you to win the girl’s love, but I am glad it is not won under the present con ditions. Walt, my boy; for you are only a boy, you know. THIS STORY WON PRIZE OF $100.00 +•+ •!•••!• +•+ +•+ +•+ +•+ +•+ +•+ How “TheTriple Tie” Was Broken By MBS. LUCIE O. THURMAN.' 375 S. Boulevard, Atlanta, Winner of First Pr»z*—$100, TEVE - this 19 Mildred at the phone. I want you to W get out the big car and meet Elmer and myself at the bridge, near the entrance of Mr. Gordon's place, where you have sometlmee met us. Can you be there In an hour from now?” ♦ "Yes, ma’am,” said Steve quickly, remember'ng his master'e injunction to do whater Miss Mildred told him. “I’ll shore be there.” Mildred hung up the receiver and quickly got into her tan walking suit, with short skirt and legglns. Then rtie called Elmer to bring out the runabout and take her for a ride. Delighted at the prospect of an out ing with Mildred. Elmer hurried to do her bidding. In a few moments, after saying good-by to Mrs. Sheperd, telling her not to expect them back too early, they were off. On the way to the bridge, Mildred copflded to Elmer her plan, which was to try to Gordon, and In some way communicate with him at least to locate him, and if possible see him, if only for an instant. This plan fill ed the heart of the adventurous boy with delight, and had not his hands been busily engaged at the wheel at that moment, he would have hugged Mildred for sheer Joy. Steve met them at the bridge, and leaving the runabout Inride the grounds, they got into the big car with Steve. Again on the main road they drove rapidly in the direction given by Gordon in his letters to Mildred. It was now growing late in the afternoon; the October sunshine was bright and golden on the autumn leaves. The air was cool and ctlsp, bringing out most charmingly the roses in Mildred's cheeks. Her eyes sparkled brightly and her heart was happy with anticipation of again fee ing Gordon. Arriving at the bridge, where the road crosses Few Creek, about a mile from where Gordon was held a pris oner. Mildred and Elmer left the car, instructing Steve to be ready for the return trip at a moment’s notice from them. They were now' about fifteen miles from the Deery bungalow, as far as they could go on the main road. They must now follow the In Mr. Mitcheirs story of “The Triple Tie” interest in the hero, Gor don Kelly, urns at a keen pitch when Chapter XLIIJ was printed in The Georgian on June 28. Renders had been informed of Kelly's capture by mountaineers. Then the scene shift ed quickly to the Polo Grounds in New York where the Red Sox and White Sox were to play off the triple tie. Every reader was startled by the announcement that, with two men out and three on bases, Gordon Kelly would bat in place of Leonard for the Red Sox. IIore did Kelly escape from the mountaineers, what happened to Mil dred Deery, how did Gordon acquit himself in the famous game., how did he know baseball without ever hav ing seen a game and what happened after the game were the problems which the contestants had to solve. The judges awarded first prize of $100 to Mrs. Lude G. Thurman, No. MU South Boulevard, Atlanta. Gordon kept to the far side of the clearing until he kn^r Mildred and Elmer had had time to climb the hill and descend to the creek on the oth er side. Then passing the cabin door, he saw one of the men bending over the fire, his back to the door, busy preparing supper. The other twj were not to be seen. Again the ball sped upward-*—this time toward the spot so lately oc cupied *by Mildred and Elmer. The eyes of the guard followed the ball. After the ball went Gordon. As he neared the stump on which sat the guard with the gun, Gordon's arm suddenly was raised and the bat in his hand descended upon the man’s head with such force tlrat without a groan he fell to the groufid, a helpless and inanimate mass. Snatching up the guard’s gun as it fell from his nerveless grasp, Gordon, without a backward glance, began a sprint, which had it been witnessed by his baseball friends, would have won him u pennant for life. Ten minutes later the black-beard ed guard slowly and painfully rose to a sitting posture. Rubbing the dust from his eyes at the same time the cobwebs from his addled brain, and DON’T D ON’T forget when the trouble you fear most comes to you, It will be much easier to bear than you imagine. If you have a strong point in your character, don’t make it a weakness by admiring it too much. Don’t sit in idleness waiting for your ship to come in. You will be luckier than most people If, when It finally comes in, the Silent Boatman Isn’t in charge. Don't keep a diary. Someone might produce it when your enemies are trying to prove you are insane. Don’t forget that every task you neglect that you may take a vacation will meet you at the station with all Its relatives and friends when you get back. If you are blessed with a good memory, don’t weaken it by cherish ing things against people. Don’t put so much hope on the New- Thought that you slight the import ance of the good old Second Thought Don’t forget that if a little fairy should appear and make visible the burdens all are carrying on their backs, yours would seem small and trivial in comparison with most. Don’t put a barbed wire fence around your own sensitive spots and insist that others have bars down. Don’t tell little lies. If you must be untruthful, tell big ones and become known as a statistician. Don’t forget that next week you may be looking back with regret be cause you didn't show greater appre ciation of to-day. stream for a mile, where they would ^gingerly feeling the »tde % of Ms jjore come into the clearing at the bottom of the hill spoken of by Gordon. The path was narrow and rough, and Mil dred was glsd she had worn her short skirt and legglnn. They Find Kelly. The distance was soon covered by the two young people.* 1 They came to the clearing, and saw the hill which they must climb and then descend into the valley, where they felt sure the cabin must be hidden among the trees. Silently they climbed the hill, mor* silently descended the other side, thetr hearts chumping hard all the while. At the same instant they saw the curling smoke issuing from the tree tops. Although the cabin could not be seen, they knew' they were near the spot they sought. ‘Not a sound Reached their straining ears. Cautiously they advanced through the dense undergrowth, near the clearing about the cabin, getting down on all-fours in order to keep themselves hidden. With every nerve tense, they looked and listened, but no sound of human beings reached their ears. Whimpering to Elmer to remain quiet, Mildred slowly arose. The sight which now greeted her eyes almost overwhelmed her. About 50 feet in front of her sat Gordon, his back against a tree, reading a news paper. He seemed intensely inter ested, and did not stir. His left side and part of his back were turned to ward her. Her quick glance informed !ier that he was not alone. About fifteen feet In front of him. between Gordon and the cabin, mat a man on guard. His back was also toward Mildred she could not see his face, but the gun in his right hand pointed in Gordon's direction. The end of the cabin was toward the man, and there was no opening which she could sc With a stifled gasp Mildred sank down beside Elmer and whispered in his ear what she had mean* The tears flowed dow f n her cheeks, and for a moment blinded her. In whis pers they discussed how to attract Gordon's attention. Suddenly the bright sunshine fell full on something suspended on a slender chain from Mildred’s neck. It was her vanity box. An inspiration she thought, and and swollen head, remarked to him self with characteristic brevity, ‘I reckon he’s gone,” and made no fur- there move or comment until called In to supper. As Mildred and Elmer were nearing the bridge, they heard someone crash ing through the underbrush behind them; Instinctively they hid them selves in the bushes at the side of the path. An instant later, Gordon’s form loomed up big and black, and Mildred, with a glad cry, sprang into his out stretched arms, and Elmer w’as whol ly forgotten in that blissful moment. The Wedding. The return trip to Gordon's home was quickly made. Stove was sent to Gordon's home to Inform those there that lie was safe and sound, and after seeing Mildred home would catch the first train for New York. Gordon had reached this decision af ter reading the baseball news that his services were needed by the Red Sox. Steve was instructed to pack his suit case and return with it to the bunga low. When the big car reached Its desti nation great was the surprise of ltB occupants to find that Mildred’s par ents had arrived during her absence. For a time everything was excite ment, everybody talked at once, and It was difficult to make explanations. Finally, Mildred and Gordon found themselvee alone in u quiet corner of the porch, and after some necessary preliminaries they decided to ask ths consent of Mr. *-.nd Mrs. Deery for quiet home wedding at 10 on'clock next morning In Atlanta. Mr. and Mrs. Deery had talked the and | matter over and were prepared to hear of an engagement before Gordon left for his train that night, but con sternation reigned when the happy pair coolly announced their Intention to he married next day. After a hasty conversation over long distance telephone, there was a more hasty departure for Atlanta. A happy, although somewhat wea party alighted from the train at very late hour at the Terminal Sta tion where they were met by a bU touring car and taken to the home of the Deerys. At 10 o'clock next morning the par lors of the Deery home were thrown NOTICE Wilton Jellico COAL $4.50 Place Your Order Now Before It Advances THE JELLICO COAL CO. 82 PEACHTREE ST. Ivy 1585 Atlanta 3668 whispering to Elmer to be still, she open to a few- hastily invited friends again rose, opened the box, exposing to witness the marriage of Mildred a small mirror fi(ll in the sunshine. ! and Gordon. At 11 o’clock the South- It cast a reflection on Gordon’s pa-!ern train pulled out of Atlanta, and per. he moved slightly and raised Ills i from a window tn the private car of eyes to the man In front of him. who Mr. Decry could be seen the rosy, still sat with Ills eyes fixed on va- 1 smiling faces of two young people rancy. At this moment another glearn j waving "au revolt" to those left be fell across the paper. i hind. They were the happy faces of Gordon lifted "his paper to conceal j Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Kelly, his face and turned toward the place ' tj ow KellV Learned, from whence came the gleam. A glad now smile spread over his features as he Gordon Kelly was reared in the saw Mildred's face peering from j mountains, away from city tempta- among the bushes so near him. Elmer too, stood by her side, for, boy-like, he could not be kept down. Instant ly, and with the utmost caution. Gordon motioned them to lie down, then slowly rising and dropping his paper, he stretched himself and yawned lazily. Going into the cabin he brought out his ball and bat and began practice. After batting the ball several times in other directions than the spot he j was anxious to approach (all the while talking to himself, as he had formed this habit since these moun- l taineers were averse to talking 10 ! him), he finally batted the ball high tlons, and loving the outdoor and ath letlc life, was almost physically per fect. His father, fearing the old adage "like father, like son,” kept Gordon in the mountains, and hud tutors to Instruct him at home. Great love existed between the parents and the boy, and the mother so exercised her loving influence over him that he was now formed in habits and Char acter, He always was ready to rev erently acknowledge that his rear ing and progress was due to the in fluence of his mother. Gordon Kelly had always been in tensely Interested In the national game, as was evidenced by his inti- into the air to fall near Mildred Tim- I mate knowledge of baseball players. 1 ing himself to the instant he was un der the ball catching It easily about three feet from Mildred. "Is the car at the bridge?" he soft ly asked. She nodded an emphatic "Yes," and Mildred and Elmer sat down. Gordon Escapes. Glancing tn the direction of his guard, Gordon saw the black-bearde j man turn his face toward him. With out again looking toward Mildred, he I said, as if speaking to the ball, "Got ! when you get there I’ll be there too,” at the same time throwing the ball and running and making considers- _ ble noise to hold the attention of the I leaves his hand Most men at Gordon’s age prefer ath letics toj literature, so he used his knowledge and constructive ability to contrive and invent appliances . that would furnish pleasure and excite ment. The gymnasium was complete in a’l its appointments. The idea of an electrical apparatus for timing speed on the track was also used between the bases. We have no evidence that Gordon engaged in pitching but that he did in batting, running bases and fielding. In throwing an "out” curve, the pitcher in throwing the ball payees his fingers to the left and under the BEHIND CLOSED DOORS One of the Greatest Mystery Stories Ever Written then “breaks” to the left—from the batter An ”ln” curve is made by letting the ball escape from the ends of the fingers—the hand being on the right side of the ball and the thumb on the left. In the pitcher's box was a breech- loading mechanism for projecting the ball to a mechanical catcher. On the outtdde of the muzzle of the pitcher was a movable “curver,” circular in form, and in size a little less than a fourth of the circumference of a base ball. Flanges—circular in form—-heLd the curver In position, and when an “out” curve was desired, the “curver” was moved around to the left side of muzzle of the pitcher; for an “In” curve, to the right side, etc. With this device, and degree of curve “down and out,” “down and in,” etc., could bo produced. This “curver” caused the necessary quickened revolution which caused the "break’’ before the plate was reached by the ball. The mechanical catcher was ar. elliptlcally-shaped receptacle, the back of which was closed with loosely- hung canvas. This loose canvas did not break the speed of the ball too suddenly, and allowed the ball to drop into a large funnel, which deflected the ball into a tube, the ball now rolled down this declined tube to be low and Just back of the mechanical pitcher. Here the ball was raised and dropped into a hopper. In the bottom of this hopper was a tube which deflected all the balls to a point Just above the loading place in the breech. The breech wa?i now projected forward, and four fingers of flexible steel, slightly bent outward, clutched and held the ball. The bore was of proper size to admit the steel fingers. The projection of the breech into the mechanism caused the pow erful spring in same Just back of the ball to be closed. This spring was spiral, and the ball end of it was clofed over. Inside the spring was a small steel rod, with a trigger at its end—when the breech had entered the mechanism the proper distance, the jaws of the trigger automatically opened, holding the spring until it was released, thus a^aln pitching the ball. Several balls might be used in this device so that too much time might not be consumed. Mechanical Pitcher. Electric signs are constructed to flash single letters, words, lines an 1 then the whole sign. This might be termed loading. The mechanical pitcher was so constructed that Its delivery could be “loaded," and Gor don would load It with curves and halls, of rourse, keenir no memory record of same. The mechanism could be stopped at any moment by Gordon. Steve was there to retrieve bails bat ted to the field. In. the running of bases. It must b< remembered that Gordon was very fleet of foot. However. In eliding to bases, he had a mechanical arm constructed with a trigger, over which trigger he was compelled to slide. The body coming In contact with the trigger caused the arm to descend upon the slider. In this way Gordon became expert in the "fall-away" slide. In fielding, a mechanical thrower would throw fly or ground balls, and Gordon being at a given distance would endeavor to field the ball. If the ball was fielded, Gordon would make the test harder. Practice brought proficiency. Thus Kelly LEARNED to bat, field, and run bases. About the beginning ot the ninth Inning of the last game, which was to end the “triple tie,” a beautiful Southern girl, handsomely gowned, smiling happily, and accompanied only by her maid, was seen to entm* a box In the grand stand. Instantly her eyes were riveted upon the form of a tall, lithe man. who walltol briskly and with the air of a victor to the batter’s box. “Gordon Kelly batting In place of Leonard.” Boston crowd goes wild—flags wave, rooters cheer, and the band plays "Dixie" ns Gordon steps to the plate. He dofTs his cap and bows to ward the box where Mildred Is seated, silence prevails over the multitude, except for the coaching of Stahl. The runners are worrying Walsh as mil'll as possible. Manager Callahan and Captain Lord shout encouragement to the White Sox. On the first pitch to Gordon Connelly calls loudly “one ball." Gordon fouls the second over the grandstand. Walsh tries to fool Gordon with an "out-shoot." "Two balls!" yells the umpire. Kelly Slides Home. Gordon fouls the fourth ball pitched over the scoreboard. "Strike two," calls Connelly. Chicago contingent now cheering wildly and throwing hats in the air. Walsh now presents Gordon with another ball. “Three balls," says Connelly. Two striker and three balls. Not a sound Is to be heard. "All the way around now, Gordon!" yells Stahl. Walsh decides that he can fool Gor don with an "in” curve. CRACK! and the ball begins to soar and the run ners are off at the sound of the bat and are racing for the plate. The great crowd Is cheering, flags are waving, hats are thrown in the air Three of the runners have crossed the plate—the White Sox rlghtfleldeT has recovered the hall and the play ers are ready to relay the ball to the plate, for if Gordon can be caught there the game will be tied. At the moment that the second baseman re ceives the ball Gordon Is about twen ty feet from the "late and going like the wind. The ball Is snapped to the White Sox catcher at which moment Stahl, who has been coaching Gordon, roars, "slide, Kelly, slide”—down oes Gordon and under and outward from the catcher. Connelly spreads both hands palms downward signifying “safe.” Red Sox win. four to three. After the close of the wonderful game the beautiful Southern girl was joined by the man of the bat. To gether they entered a waiting taxi which conveyed them to their hotel, from where began a wedding ton.-, which included a trip around the world, with the time unlimited. The Newly Wed Mrs. Cameron Bids Her Mother Farewell. By ANNA KATHARINE GREEN. (Copyright, 1913, by Anna Katharine Green.) What Has Gone Before. Every Woman is interested and should know about the wonderful Marvel s " r *» Douche Ask yourdrug-pist lor it. If he cannot sup ply the MARVEL, accept no other, but ball with a quick jerk just before it i send stamp for book. It 1b the wedding day of Dr. Walter Cameron. He is to he married at 8 o'clock that evening to Genevieve Gretorex, a beautiful society girl. At 4 o’clock Dr. Cameron is called upon in his office by Ebenezer Gryce. a member of the Scotland Yard detec tive force. He astounds Dr. Cameron by telling him that Miss Gryce has been missing for several days. Gryce says that the girl’s mother requested his services in the hunt for her daughter, and showed him a note in which Miss Gretorex declared she would be hack in time for the cere mony. Dr. Cameron is greatly dis tressed. Gryce is continuing his story concerning his interview with Mrs. Gretorex. Now go on with the story. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. “I felt troubled. I looked at the moth er to ascertain what her real fears were. But they did not seem to be any worse than those she had expressed. Was she blind to the possibilities? I felt it my duty to repeat a former question. " ‘Mrs. A.,’ said I. ‘I will try to find your child. The fact that she had too little money to go far from home will facilitate matters. But first I must be sure that there is no third party mix^d up in this case and that party a gentle man. You are certain she was not se cretly interested in some unknown per son ?* “ ‘I can only repeat her words.’ re plied the poor mother. ‘The very last time I saw her (it was day before yes terday evening) she looked so feverish and acted so unlike herself that I ven tured to ask her if she were sure she would not fall sick before her wedding day. She said with an unnatural laugh I hear ringing yet, "I have no idea of falling ill and I shall certainly not do so till aJLter I have married the doctor.’ “Did I say,’’ inquired the detective, pausing, “that Miss A.’s lover was a doctor?” This yvas too much for his uneasy auditor. Leaping to his feet. Dr. Cam eron confronted the speaker and ex claimed hotly: No Mood to Talk. “You ar playing with me. It is of my intended wife you are speaking, and you are amusing yourself with a long-drawn-out tale, when all I want to know is, w’hether I am to find my bride at the altar when I go there, or whether I am to be made the victim of an outrageous scandal that will af fect my whole future career. Don’t you know’ that it is now half-past four and that at eight ” “Softly,” interrupted the other, “I am Ebenezer Gryce and I seldom go slow when I ought to go fast. If I take up your time by telling you a long- drawn-out tale it is because “ But the doctor was in no mood for talk. “Tell me,” said he. “if Miss Gretorex has returned to her father’s house.” “She has not.” “And they have not heard from her?” The detective shook his head. Dr. Cameron’s mouth took a grim curve. “There is to be no wedding then, I see.” Then as the other did not an swer he broke out into a harsh laugh, and turned toward the window. “I will send and countermand the order for my carriage,” he now dryly re marked. Mr. Gryce advanced and touched him softly on the shoulder. “On the contrary,” said he, “you will send for it to come at once; there is use for it.” “I do not understand you.” “You have not heard my story out.” “Speak, then. If nothing but slow torture will answer, why I must sum mon up my courage and submit.” “Good! Meanwhile you will send for your carriage?” “If you say I will 'equire it.” “I have already said so.” “Wait,” cried the other, stopping him as he reached out his hand tow'ard the electric bell. “Where am I expected to go?” “To the C Hotel.” “A fine ride on my wedding day.” "A necessary one.” “And whom am I expected to see there?” “A young woman who has registered herself as Mildred Farley, but who 1 think looks precisely like the original of that picture I see hanging over your fireplace.” Dr. Cameron shuddered. A Resemblance. “Don’t you know whether it is the original or not?” “No; if I did I should not need you. I should take Mrs. Gretorex with me instead.” “And why don’t you do so as ii is?” “For two reasons: First, she is a woman and I wish to save her all the suffering 1 can; secondly, she is a marked person, and her appearance in a crowded hotel on the day of her daughter’s anticipated wedding might awaken comment.’’ “And mine?” “You are a doctor. You can go every where, at any time, without causing the least scandal." “And the young lady? Have you thought how very agreeable to her my presence will probably be, if she Is as you surmise the woman I am expected to marry in four hours?’" “I have thought of everything. The young lady ahall not see you. You shall only see her.” "And If I find her the stranger her name implies?” “You shall drive to Mr. Gretorex’s house as fast as you can, confident that your bridfe will be there to welcome tou.” Dr. Cameron no longer hesitated. The carriage was ordered. While they were waiting for It, the doctor asked for the remainder of the story he had before disdained to hear. ”1 can listen now,” he said. “I al ready know the worst.” With an enigmatical bend of the brows the detective continued. Unlimited Confidence. “Mrs. Gretorex has an unlimited con fidence in the police. When she had told me that her daughter was missing, and that she had gone out of the house without baggage, and showed me the let ter she had received, she evidently thought she had given me all the In formation necessary. But I thought dif ferently. Having but thre^days in which to accomplish this task, it was neces sary' that no time should be lost in pur suing false clews; so, after asking for Miss A.’s—Miss Gretorex’s—photograph, I put a few further questions, and. find ing that she could really give me no add ed information,' I followed out my usual course in these matters and asked leave to interrogate the servants. “ ‘But,’ she exclaimed, 'they have no notion but that she has gone away with our full knowledge and consent. It would ruin everything to take them into our confidence; girls of that class can never keep a secret.’ “ ‘I understand,’ I replied, 'and I have no notioD of taking them Into our con fidence. We have fifty ways of getting what we wish out of servants without their suspecting us or our motives.’ “I thought the lady looked peculiar. “ ’Well,’ said she, ‘the only one who could give you any information has late ly left the house. My daughter took a dislike to her and begged that she be dismissed. Not liking to cross Miss Gretorex In her present condition, I com plied, though I knew nothing against the girl and liked her work well.’ Another Clew. “This had the look of a clew. At all events, It was worth another question. “ ‘And what excuse did your daughter give for her dislike?' “‘Oh. none; thought the girl prying, I believe, meddled too much with her new things, I suppose.’ “I asked for the girl’s address. That word prying gave me hope; It was the open sesame, perhaps, to the mystery before us. The mother gave it with out hesitation, but also without any en thusiasm. That a servant should have picked up any information in regard to her proud daughter, of which she heB- self was ignorant, seemed absolutely in credible to her. But I know my busi ness,’’ asserted Mr. Gryce, “and after taking such measures as are usual with the police when a person like Miss Gre torex is missing, I went to see this girl. “I will not try your patience by re lating the interview. It was like f thousand others I have had. and ended very much as I expected it would. She talked, but was not conscious she talked. She told me all she knew about Miss Gretorex, and considerable that she did not. There was evidently rea son for her mistress calling her pry ing, for she had a great deal to say about a girl who used to come there with sewing; trash which I was obliged to listen to in order to get at the one thing I wanted, which was that she had once surprised the young lady writing a letter she evidently did not wish seen, for she blushed with anger at the intrusion, calling the girl names and threatening her with the dismissal she afterward received.” To Be Continued To-morrow. The Manicure Lady By WILLIAM F. KIRK. < < T WAS listening to a fat gent I coming down In the car thle morning,” said the Manicure Lady. "He was talking about how ha had worked for years and years, and now he was rich and happy. He was telling how he had his fine country home and Ills city home and his auto mobiles and all the rest of the things that wealth brings, and how happy he was, and w hat a good world this 1».” "He had a right to feel that way when everything was so easy foi him,” said the Head Barber. "That ain’t the way I figure It at all, George,” declared the Manicure Lady, “I may be wrong, but It seems to me that if I was rich and fat, that would be Just the time I would feel the sad dest for all the millions of psopls that ain’t rich and fat, and them that Is fat and poor. I don’t see how that man could be altogether happy when he knows that in the big cities there are thousands of hungry^folks every day, folks that ain’t able to buy nothing good to ratify or deplease their hunger. “If I Had a Million.” If I had a million dollars I would try to limit myself to just enough for a nice, comfortable living the rest of my life and scatter the rest of it where it would do the moat good. I would care for all the needy I could, and every time I heard of a poor little shop girl trying to live right on $4 a week I would be one of them there Lady Bountifuls, and from that t>*ie on she would live happily until she was married. I often like to He awake and dream of all the good things that I would do if I had money. I suppose I’m a kind of nut for waiting my time that way, but it makes me feel al most as happy sometimes as if I real ly had the money and was doing all them good deeds.” “I think you are a mighty good girl to have them dreams,” said the Head Barber, “but, of course, dream ing don’t do no good. You have to have the millions first before you can help the poor. There is so many of the poor, too many. Things ain't the way they ought to be in this world, kiddo. It makes me kind of sad a lot of times when I am on the way to the country and look at some of them little hovels not far from some of the handsome homes. 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But just the same, kiddo, if there was more good- hearted folks like us, the poor would be happier.”