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By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
IT WERE BETTER NOT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
For the past year I have known
a young lady three years my Jun
ior. As we live on the same
street, we meet and converse very
frequently. Now. I 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 by
meeting her whatsoever. Since
her actions did not show whether
or not she loves me, I wrote her a
letter explaining m; circum
stances, Including the fact that it
would be five or six years before I
would be through with my studies
and asked that she write me a
letter telling me whether or not
she cares for me. Do you think
that I was correct 1n taking that
measure to And out her affection
for me? "ME LIBERA."
You asked her to reveal her hsart
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 she refused to answ er. Wait till
Sn 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
r sople are of a very low daps, and
am puszled 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. I 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.
Your problem lies with yourself.
Unless you are sure her family la as
good as yours, and her entry Into It
would cause 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:
1 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 1 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
mtrry 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
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How “TheTriple Tie” Was Broken
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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.
I>on’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
lan’t in charge
Don’t keep a diary. Someone might
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trying to prove you are Insane
Don’t forget that every task yon
neglect that you may take a vacation
will meet you at the station with all
Its relatives and friends w hen 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 .pots and
insist that others have bars down
Don’t tell little lies. If you must h,
untruthful, tell big ones and become
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TEVE, this la Mis* Mildred at
the phone. I want you to
get out the big car meet
Elmer and myself at the bridge., near
the entrance of Mr. Gordon’* place,
where you have sometime* met us.
Can you be there In an hour from
now ?*’
"Yea, ma’am,” said Steve quickly,
remembering hi* maeter’a Injunction
to do whater Ml** Mildred told him.
’Til shore be there."
Mildred hung up the receiver and
quickly got Into her tan walking suit,
with short aklrt and leggtns. Then
irfhfi 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
confided to Elmer her plan, which
was to try to nee 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 crisp,
bringing out most charmingly tho
roses In Mildred’s cheeks. Her eyes
sparkled brightly and her heart was
happy with anticipation of again see
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
stream for a pile, where they would
come Into the clearing at the bottom
of the hill spoken of by Gordon. The
path was narrow and rough, and Mil
dred was glad she had worn her short
skirt and legglna.
They Find Kelly.
The distance was soon covered by
the two young- people. 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, mors
silently descended the other side,
their hearts thumping 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 ail-fours in order to keep
themselves hidden. With every nerve
tense, they looked and listened, but
no sound of human beings reached
their ears Whispering to Elmer lo
remain quiet. Mildred slowly arose.
The sight which now greeted her eyes
almost overwhelmed her. About 60
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 her that
he was not alone About fifteen feet
in front of him, between Gordon and
the cabin, sat a man on guard. His
hack was also toward Mildred, and
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 si
With a stifled gasp Mildred sank
down beside Elmer and whispered Ir.
his ear what she had eean. The
tears flowed down her cheeks, and
for a moment blinded her. In whis
pers they discussed how io 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
whispering to Elmer to be still, she
ftgain rose, opened the box, exposing
a small mirror full In the sunshine
It cast a reflection on Gordon’s pa
per. he moved slightly and raised his
eyes to the man in front of Mm, who
still sat with his eyes fixed on va
cancy. At this* moment another gleam
fell across the pnoer.
Gordon lifted his paper to conceal
his facei and turned toward the place
(from whence came the gleam. A glad
smile *rre«d over his features as he
saw Mildred s face peering 'rom
among the hushes so near him Elmer
too. stood by her side, for, hov-like
he could not be kept down. Instant-'
. am1 wlth ,tl< “ 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 tim-»s
in other directions than the spot he
was anxious to approach (all the
while- talking to himself, as he had
formed this habit sinc^e these moun
taineers were averse to talking to
him), he finally batted the ball high
Into the air to fall near Mildred. Tim-
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 sa*
down.
Gordon Escapes.
Glancing In the direction of his
guard, Gordon saw the black-bearde 1
man turn his face toward him. With
out again looking toward Mildred, he
said, as if speaking to the ball, "Get
back to the car as fast as you chu
when you get there I’ll be there too,"
at the same time throwing the ball
and running and making considera
ble noise to hold the attention of the
guard.
In Mr. Mitchcirs story of “The
Triple Tie" interest kn the hero, Gor
don Kelly, was at a keen pitch when
Chapter Xhlll was printed in The
Georgian on June 28. Readers had
been informed of Kelly's capture by
mountaineers. Then the scene shift
ed quickly to the Polo Grounds in
Kew 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.
How did Kelly escape from the
mountaineers, what happened to Mil
dred Deery, how did Gordon acquit
himself in the famous game, ho\c 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
S100 to Mrs. Lucie G. Thurman, No.
J75 South Boulevard, Atlanta.
Gordon kept to the far side of the
clearing until he knew 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 two
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 that without a
groan he fell to the ground, 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 a 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
gingerly feeling the side of his sore
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 was whol
ly forgotten In that blissful moment.
The Wedding.
The return trip to Gordon’s home
was quickly made. Steve was Bent
to Gordon’s home to Inform those
there that he was safe and sound,
and after seeing Mildred home woutd
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 its
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
themselves alone in a quiet corner of
the porch, and after some necessary
preliminaries they decided to ask the
consent of Mr. c nd Mrs. Deery for a
quiet home wedding at 10 pn’clock
next morning In Atlanta.
Mr. and Mrs. Deery had talked the
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 be married next day.
After a hasty conversation over
long distance telephone, there was a
more hasty departure for Atlanta. A
happy, although somewhat weary
party alighted from the train at a
very late hour at the Terminal Sta
tion where they were met by a big
touring car and taken to the homa
of the Deery*
At 10 o’clock next morning the par
lors of the Deery home were thrown
open to a few hastily invited friends
to witness the marriage of Mildred
and Gordon. At 11 o’clock the South
ern train pulled out of Atlanta, and
from a window In the private car of
Mr. Deery could be seen the rosy,
smiling faces of two young people
waving "au revolr" to those left be
hind. They were the happy faces of
Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Kelly.
How Kelly Learned.
Gordon Kelly was reared in the
mountains, away from city tempta
tions. and loving the outdoor and ath
letic 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
mate knowledge of baseball players.
Most men at Gordon’s age prefer ath
letic? to literature, so he used his
knowledge and constructive ability to
contrive and invent appliances that
would furnish pleasure and excite
ment.
The gymnaSfum 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 passes
his fingers to the left and under the
ball with a quick jerk just before it
leaves his hand. The ball travels a
certain distance In a straight lino.
’then "break*" to the left—from the
batter An "In" curve Is made by
letting the ball eecape from the ends
of the fingers—the hand being on the
right aide of the ball and the thumb
on the left.
In the pitcher's box was a breech
loading mechanism for projecting the
hall to a mechanical catcher. On the
outside 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 aide, etc. With this
device, and degree of curve "down
and out," "down and in," etc., could
be produced. This "curver" caused
the necessary quickened revolution
which caused the "break" before the
plate was reached by the ball.
The mechanical catcher w r aa ar.
elllptlcally-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 was now
projected forward, and four fingers of
flexible steel, slightly bent outward,
clutched and held the ball. The bore
was of proper size to Rdmit the steel
finger*. 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
cloned 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
w'hs released, thus a^ain 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
flaeh 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
balls, of course, keenir^ no memory
record of same. The mechanism could
be stopped at any moment by Gordon.
Steve was there to retrieve balls bat-
tod to the field.
In the running of bases. It must br
remembered that Gordon was very
fleet of foot. However. In rtldlng
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 enter
a box In the grand stand. Instantly
her eyes were riveted upon the form
of a tall, lithe man, who walke 3
briskly and with the air of a victor to
the hatter’s box.
"Gordon Kelly batting in place of
Leonard."
Boston crowd goes wild—flags
wave, rooters cheer, and the band
plays "Dixie” as Gordon steps to the
plate. He doffs h1s 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 mu-Mi
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 bail.
"Three balls," says Connelly.
Two strike** 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 ar*
waving, hats are thrown In the atr
Three of the runners have crossed
the plate—the White Sox rightflelder
has recovered the ball 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 Mate 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 tour,
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.
It is the wedding day of Dr. Walter
Cameron. He is to be 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 ofTice 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 back 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 he 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 mixed
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 tcan 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 111 and I shall certainly not do
so till a£Jer I have married the doctor.’
"Did I say," inquired the detective,
pa using, “that Miss A.’s lover was a
doctor?"
This was 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, whether 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-
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But the doctor was in no mood
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 require it."
"I have already said so."
"Wait,” cried the other, stopping him
as he reached out his hand toward 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 wpman 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 it is?”
“For two reasons: First, she is a
woman and I wish to save her all the
suffering I 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
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young lady shall not see you. You shall
only see her."
"And If I find her the stranger her
name implies?"
"You shall drive to Mr. Gretorex’c
house as fast as you can, confident that
your bride will be there to welcome
you."
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.
‘T 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 three 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.*8—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.’
" T understand,’ I replied, ‘and I have
no notion 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 her
self was ignorant, seemed absolutely
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 a
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 aid 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
Laciy
By WILLIAM (f. KIRK
“I
WAS listening^** a fat g»nt
coming down dn > the oar thl*
morning,” said the Manicure
I.ady. “He wag talking about how he
had worked for year* and years, and
now he was rich and (happy. He wae
telling how he had his fine country
home and his city home and his auto
mobiles and all the root of the things
that wealth brings, and how happy he
was, and what a good world this 1».”
"He had a right to feel that way
when everything was so easy for
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 ms
that if I was rich and fat, that would
be just the time I would feel the aad-
dest for all the millions of people
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 folke every
day, folks that ain’t able to bny
nothing good to ratify or deplease •
their hunger. i
“If I Had a Million.’”
"If T 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 most 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 44 a
week I would be one of them there
Lady Bountifuls, and from that time
on she would live happily until she
was married I often like to lie 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 wasting 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, klddo. 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 handsduie homes. In
them hovels there mqst be misery
and discomfort that ’you and me
could never stand one week, and yet
them people have to go along that
way, not for a week oh a month, but
for all their lives. The trouble with
you and me Is that, like a lot of other 4
good-hearted folks, we never have
enough at one time to help the really
poor. All I had this morning was
carfare and lunch money, and the
guy that just went out paid me $10
that I never expected to get in this
world.”
“Ain’t That Queer?”
“Ain’t that queer?" exclaimed the
Manicure Lady. "Brother Wilfred
paid me back ten dollars this morn
ing that I had kissed good-bye to
long ago. I felt so good about it that
I went and bought me a new sum
mer lid, which makes three bonnets
I have all at one time. What ars
you going to do wjth your ten,
George—give It tS the poor?"
"It wouldn’t go far enough,” said
the Head Barber, sheepishly. "1 Just
sent out this minute to cover a bet
on Cruel Cora ir* the fourth race.
She’s due to win. and I got three to
one for my sawbuck. But just the
same, kiddo, if there was more good-
hearted folks like us, the poor would
be happier."
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