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The Revelations of a Wite
A New Story of Married Life. )
By Adele Garrison.
. “DICKYBIRD” REFUSES.
g HE soprano voice and its con-
T tralto companion who had been
discussing Lillian Gale, Dicky
sand me #0 freely and cynically, rus
tied out the dressing room, leaving
me absolutely stunned. 1 felt sud
denly faint, and the room appeared to
whirl around me. The maid touched
me on the arm
“Are vou ill, madame? Here'” and
she held a glass of water to my lips.
1 drank part of it and motioned her
Away,
“I'l be all right In a moment,” 1
murmured. “Thank you, but | am
quite well”
8o this was what marriage would
Mmean to me, a contest with another
woman for my husband's love! A
flerce anger took possession of me.
One moment 1 regretted my marriage
t 0 Dicky, the next 1 was flercely
primitive as any savage woman in
my desire to crush my rival. 1 ecould
have strangled Lilllan Gale in that
moment. Then common sense came
back to me, What was it that woman
had sald? 1 had all the best cards In
my hand? Well! | would play them.
I feit sure that Dicky loved me. |
would not jeopardize that love for a
temporary pride. 1 would eliminate
Lilllan Gale from Dicky’s life, but 1
would bide my time to do it.
~ Portunately my mending had heen
Practically finished when | heard
Dicky's name. | took the final
#titches, tipped the maid as 1 returned
her sewing things, and turning to the
mirror, rubbed my cheek fiercely with
@& towel to restore their color. The
maid offered me rogue, but 1 waved
fier away impatiently. Thank heaven
1 dld not need to fight Lillian Gale
cosmetics as yet,
1 met Dicky outside the door of the
‘walting room with a smile. We re
tirned to our seats as the curtain
‘Was rising on the third act. 1 saw
Hittie either of (he act or the ex-
Huisite last one. One line dia grip
‘Me, however. Professor Jogram was
:; postulating with Sir Jasper over
Ails determination to take Dolly away
ffom her youthful lover, and in phe
of his argument sald: ‘Twutty
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one calls, tell them 1 won't be home
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‘yourfi from now, you won't be able to
remember her name.” 1 grimly made
up my mind that if any name were
forgotten in twenty years it would be
Lilllan not Margaret. My plan of ac
tion was complete.
The final curtain fell upon the
cameolike picture of the nonogenarian
who recalls his memories, and gather
ing my cloak around me with some
thing of the same feeling that a sol
dier of old must have had when he
byckled his armor, I followed Dicky to
the Jobby, where we found Mr, and
Mrs, Underwood.
“You're to come to supper with us,”
whe cried, “Just us four. I want to be
the first of the crowd te toast your
bride, Dickybird. You'll come, won't
you! She looked at me.
“I would love to,” I replied, smiling
at her cordlally. “Dicky, we may go,
may we not?
Was it fancy or did I see the shade
of disappointment on Lilllan Gale's
face at my reception of her invita
tion, She turmed to Dicky.
“That’s settled, then, Harry, I'll be
generous, and let you talk to Mrs.
Graham. 1 know you're just dying to.
Come, Dicky,” and she laid her hand
on his arm.
“Nothing doing tonight, Lill,” Dick's
tone was laughing, but final, “I'm
awfully sorry, Madge, but if 1 don’t
#et to work early tomorrow on thnt‘
cover these sketches will do me no
good. I must work while they're fresh
in my mind 1 know what your par
tles are, Lil, till daylight doth appear
and all the rest of it. Some other
time, and soon, but not tonight.” ‘
He patted the hand which lay on
his arm with an exaggerated little
gesture, then placed it on her hus
band's coat sleeve, |
“Take her, my boy,” he burlesqued,
“and be happy. Good night,” and be
fore 1 could recover my breath at the
unexpected turn of things we were in
the taxi, rolling homeward.,
“Did you mind very much about the
supper, sweetheart?’ asked Dicky,
drawing me close to him,
“Not very much” I answered de
murely, nestling closer.
~ But my. heart was singing!
\ (Continued Tomorrow.)
Bhe was about to fly away when Mr.
Black Ant stopped her,
“Wait a second!” he cried. He dis
appeared in his house, soon returning
with an umbrelia under his arm, “You'd
betier take this with you."
“Oh, idear no!" laughed Lady Fly.
“I'm not afraid of a little sunshine, In
fact, that's why [ decided to go out—
it's such a beautiful day
“Beautiful now,’ replied Old Black
Ant, “but by the time you're ready to
start home you'll find it raining.”
“Just like you old folks,” buzzed Lady
Fly, “always foretelling the weather by
the way you feel"
“l may be an old ant, Lady Fly, but
I've nothing the matter with me.” cried
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the sorrel or the clover plants drooping
thelr leaves | know it's going to rnin‘
before the day's over.”
Lady Fly laughed and flew away
leaving (Ad Black Ant wagging hishead
sorrowfully as he went back Into his
house
Lady Fly went buzzing merrily, chat
ting with every one she met on her way
She stopped to visit all the meadow
folks and had a jolly day of it; but just
as she turned to start back she found
the wind had changed and the beautiful
sunny sky was shrouded in dark clouds
The wind was so strong Lady Fly had
1o give up trying to fly, She dropped to
the ground and erawled under a clover
leaf to walt until the storm was over
Here she found Miss Lady Bug and
told her all her troubles,
‘Old Black Ant warned me and even
offered me his umbrella, but 1 thought
It was Just one of his whims and made
fun of him,"” she told Lady Bug
“"Well, he was right when he sald vou
could tell whether it was going to rain
or not by the clover and sorvel plants,”
sighed Lady Bug. 1 never venture far
from home without first consulting them
to find out what kind of weather it's
Roing to be, and never yet have they
told me an untruth
“And they really do turn nx\ their
“w:ur‘- before a storm?' aske Lady
Fly
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replied Lady Bug, “but the sorrel droops
hers.’
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passed, then she hurrled home, first
stopping at Old Black Ant's door to sav
she was sorry she hadn't heeded his
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Breakfast For Visitor
| Mrs. John Doolan. of Louisville, Ky
the gunest of Mre, Hunt ipley, will
he the guest of honor at a beautiful
breakfast at the Driving Club Saturday
morning. the hostess being Mre. Prince
Webster The guests will include a
small group of friends of Mrs. Wobster,
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The first tea-dance of the Georgian
Terrace social season was given after
the “Faust” matinee Tuesday after
noon, the tables being placed on the
terrace, and dancing was enjoyed in
the lounge. Each table was decorated
with pink flowers,
A number of visitors were enter
teined in different parties, Mrs. Har
ry T. Smith, Mrs, V. T. Sawyer, Mrs.
Willlam Patterson, Miss Virginia
Sawyer and Miss Mabel Heustis, of
Mobile, formed.a party; Miss Eliza
beth Hill, of Nashville, the guest of
Miss Mary Nelson, Mrs. W. A, Gra
ham, of Edenton, N. C,, and Mrs. Wil
liam Hart Boughton, of Buffalo, N.
Y., were together; Mrs. Charles
Adamson and Misses Sarah and Bliz
abeth Adamson and Miss Catherine
C‘ook, of Philadelphia, formed a par
ty; Mrs, Leigh Palmer, of Washing
ton, D. (", was the honoree in Mrs.
Willlam Bailey Lamar's party; Mrs.
Orton Bishop Brown, of Berlin, N. H.,,
shared honors with her sgister, Mrs,
Willlam Marshall, of Washington, D.
(*.; Mrs. Jacob Phinizy, of Augusta,
wius entertained by Mrs, FPrank Mead
or; Mrs, Samuel Dick entertained a
party of friends to meet her mothrer,
Mrs. SBamuel Tribhle, of Athens; Mrs,
Menry Richardson, Mrs, FEdwara
Hemphill and Miss Bland Williams,
all of South Carolina, end Mrs. Me-
Chesney Hogshead were also among
the honor guests at tea: Mrs. Thomas
Berry, of 'Birmingham, and Mrs, Alex
Bonpeyman, of Knoxville, the guests
of Mrs. Alexander Bonneyman, were
entertained at tea;, Mrs. Oscar John
son, of Charleston, 8 C., and Mes.
A. P. Steele, of SBtatesboero, N. ', the
guests of Mre. Del.os Hill, were also
entertained in a party,
Others present were Mrs. Hugn
Dorsey, Mrs. Lewis Beck, Mra, Willis
¢ Westmoreland, Mrs. Frank Adair,
Mra, Forvest Adair, Jr, Mrs. Ro%ia
Adnir, Mrs. W, E. Miller, Mra. 1. F.
Montgomery., Mis. Yenry B. Nelson,
Mrs. Albert Thorntan, Mrs, Preston
Arkwright, Mrs. Walter Gordon Ros
per, Mrs, Albert Thornton, Jr, Mrs.
Samuel Barnett, Mrs, Delos Rill, Ms, |
IFrank Spain, Mrs. Ralph Rosenbaum,
Mrs, Louis Wellhouse, Mrs, Sol
Wiseberg, Mrs, Werner 8. Byck, Mrs.
John Hill, Mre, W. W, Banks, Mrs.
Joseph F. Cating, Jr. Mrs, Benjamin
Gatinsg of New York, Mrvs, Phin'zy
Calhoun, Mrs. James W, Conway, Mrs.
Henjamin Smith, Mrs Dowdell
Frown, Mrs. Willlam W, Dixon, Mrs.
Herman Glade, Mrs. Cyrus Strickier,
Mrs. Russell Richards, Mrs. George
MeCarty, Jr, Mrs. BEugene Nlack, Sr.,
Mrs. A, L. Fowler,. Mrs, M. 8 Conl
edge, Mrs, Frang Fleming, Mrs, John
Somerfield, Mre, Inman Sanders, Mrs,
R, C. Divine Mrs., Willlam C, Ly,
Mrs. E. M. Will Lams, Mrs, 3. L. Win-.
chell, Mrs, Gedrge Lancaster of Chat-
W@anvoga, Mrs, Frank Owens, Misses
lane Allen, Herrietta Tunner, Fiora
Chapin, Julia Murphy, Catherine
Murphy, Jane Ailen, Miss BEva Fitch,
Miss Nellie Hightower, Miss Helen
MeCarty, Mary Nelson, Hazel Nel
#on, Sarah Kénnedy and others.
Mr. and Mrs. Little to Entertain,
Mrs. Louls Stevens, of Macon, will
arrive Thursday, to be the opera
wuest for the remainder of the week
of her sister, Mrs, John 1. Little, on
Peachtree street,
Mrs, Stevens will be honoree at the
supper party Friday at which Mr. ana
Mrs. John D, Little will entertain at
their home following the box party
at the opera “"La Boheme.”
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Afternoon Tea To Be Given.
Mrs. B L. Winchell will be hostess
Al an afternoon tea on Friday at the
Georgian Terrace. |
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Wife Honored
The beautiful luncheon given by
Mr. and Mrs. John D. Little at their
home on Peachtree street, was in
honor of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph F,
Gatins, Jr., who leave Atlanta Thurs«
day for New York City, to sail on the
Touraine for France, where they
will make their home.
In the dining room the luncheon
table was covered with a handsome
embroidered and filet cloth. The cen«
tral decoration was a large silver
basket of Dresden-colored spring
flowers.
Mrs. Little received her guests
wearing an afternoon toilette of
champagne-colored foulard, Her
guest, Miss Martina Burke, of Ma
con, wore a costume of blue chiffon
fashioned over cream-colored founda
tion with real iace flowers introduced,
Covers were laid for ten guests.
Camp Parties Entertain,
Mrs. T. J. Akeridge carried out a
party of artists to Camp Gordon “Y"
No. 162 Tuesday night, when a pleas
ing program was given. Those tak
ing part were Miss Sadie Roberts,
planist; Miss Pauuline Bolsius, vio
linist; Miss Georgia Meek, reader;
Miss Lee Sampler, vocalist; little
Louise Adamson, reader; Miss Rubye
Bowden and Miss Inez Dorsey, duet;
Miss Maybelle Farris, reader; Mrs.
Melder, reader; Mrs, Sewell, song and
reading (music and words composed
by Mrs, Sewell).
~ Monday night Miss Hazel Whitney
and Miss Mary Belle Dean were the
chairmen of entertainment commit
tees at “Y* No, 163 in the Auditorium
at Camp Gordon, when they were as
sisted by the following young ladies
and men: Miss Marguerite Moncrief,
ukelele; Miss Raeford Moncrief, gui
tar; Miss Dorothy Moncrief, mando
lin; Miss Frances Coleman, accom
panist; Miss Mabe! Moncrief, vocal
ist and accompanist: Mrs, Moncrief,
chaperon: Robert Pause, violinist;
JRalph Garrard, trombone; Mr. Ber
ger, drum; Mrs. Dean, chaperon,
Both Miss Whitney and Miss Dean
added their musical talents to the
programs. These programs were ar
ranged through the Woman's Com
mittee of the W. C. C. 8, Mra. T. T\
Stevens chairman.
Mrs. Leavering Leaves for Home, ‘
Mrs. Benjamin Levering, of Chi
cago, formerly Miss Rlizabeth De-
Belle, of Atlanta, has returned to her
home after a short visit to Atlanta
and Jacksonville, where she visited,
her brother, Edward Deßelle, Mrs,
Levering has the distinction of being
president of one of the most progres
sive French clubs in Chicago and is a
member of other woman's organiza
tions in that city, She is also the
first Georgia woman to study law and
be admitted to the bar in the Illinois
Law School, but her marriage to the
Junior member of one of the most
successful law firms in that city end
ed her plan to practice law as a pro
fession,
Mrs. Levering Is a graduate from
the Atlanta Girls’ High School and
later from the Capitol Female Col
lege, founded by Miss Leonora Beck,
now Mrs. Richard Ellis, of Tampa.
who is a writer of prominence and a
sister of Judge Marcus Beck, of Ate
lanta. ‘
Mrs. Levering held the office of
- secretary in her Frengh Club for six
years whe‘;l the office of president
was created to especially honor her.
During her visit to Atlanta Mm‘
Levering was entertained as the guest
of Mrs. Charles Kaufman, at her]
home on Piedmont avenue,
Fielder-Cooß
Wedding
The marriage of Miss Marion Field
er, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. W.
Fielder, and Captain George Lindsey
Cook, of Washington City, formerly of
EVirginia, took place at noon Wednes
day at St. Luke's Episcopal Church,
the Rev. W. W. Memminger ofliciat
ing.
Mrs. Herbert Spencer Struble, sis
ter of the bride, acted as matron of
honor, and little Miss Dorothy Ewing,
daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Morris
Ewing, who is a niece of the bride,
was flower girl. Lieutenant Ander
son, of New Haven, Conn., acted as
best man, and the ushers included
Ivan Allen, Charles Marshall, J, H.
Ewing, Sr,, and W. 0. Foote,
The beautiful decorations of the
church were palms, ferns and bay
trees in artistic arrangement, The
marriage altar was guarded on either
gide by cathedral candelabra holding
‘white burning tapers and tall wicker
urns holding Eastér lilies, spirea and
white lilacs stood at intervals,
The bride entered with her father,
J. W. Fielder, and was gowned in a
tailored suit of navy blue tricotine
worn with a blouse of Georgette crepe
and filet lace. She wore a smart navy
blue hat trimmed with tiny birds
around the crown, and her flowers
were orchids and white lilacs,
The matron of honor wore a toilette
of flesh-colored Georgette crepe heav
ily beaded and a large picture hat of
French blue embroidered in daisies.
She carried a cascade_ bouquet of
Shasta daisies, pink and lavendar
sweetpeas, pink snapdragons, ragged.-
robbin, white and lavender lilacs, tied
with tulle,
l The little flower girl wore a dainty
costume of white embroidered net
fashioned over flash-colored satin and
K little pink colored Georgette crepe
‘bonnet. She carried a Dresden arm
basket of pink rosebuds and forget
me-nots,
Mrs. J. W. Fiélder, the bride's
mother, wag gowned in a toilette of
handsome black satin and Georgette
crepe embroidered in jet. Her hat
was of black satin trimmed with par
'ndise, and she wore a corsage of or
chids.
Mrs. Guy Hamilton, of Waynesboro,
Va,, sister of the bridegroom, wore an
afternoon costume of dark blue Geor
gette crepe, with a large picture hat
of the same shade, and she wore a
corsage of pink rosebulds and swan
sonia,
Mrs. Morris Ewing, the bride's sis
ter, was gowned in a toilette of black
satin, with a large Victory blue chis.
son hat. Her corsage was of pink
and lavendar sweetpeas.
Among the out-of-town guests were
Colonel and Mrs. W. K. Fielder, of
Cedartown aunt and uncle of the
bride: Mrs. Guy Hamilton and Tueck
er Cook, of Wayneshoro, Va., and
Lieutenant Anderson, of New Haven,
Conn,
Captain and Mrs, Cook left imme.-
diately after the ceremony for a wed
ding trip through North Caroling and
Virginia, later going to Washington
City, where they will reside while
Captain Cook is in the service of the
United States army,
Mrs. Foster Returns MHome.
Mrs. Sheppard W, Foster, vice
president general of the National D
A. R, representing Georgia, has re
turned from the Continental Congress
held in Washington this week, when
the most notable D. A, R. members
were assembled to make plans for
the coming year, Mrs, Howard H.
MeCall also was one of the distin
guished women there, representing
Georgia as honorary State regent, |
The Heart Breaker
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN
DE WATER. ‘
(Copyright, 1919, Star Company.)
CHAPTER LXXIII |
ONORA usually prided herself
upon her excellent physique, but
when she awoke on the morn
ing after her trip to Hartford she
was aware that in the last 24 hours
she had taxed her powers of en
durance to the utmost.
It had been almost dawn when she
fell asleep. At 7 o'clock she lifted
her head from the pillow, and a sense
of giddiness and weakness compelled
her to lie down again.
When Mildred learned what the
trouble was she advised her sister to
stay away from the office.
“T will telephone to Mr. Pearson
and explain that you are not well,”
she said. “I am sorry you overdid
yourself yesterday, but it's only an
other of the many things to make me
uncomfortable. Life isn’'t worth liv
ing, anyway.” b
Honora felt too ill to argue. More
over she knew that Mildred's morbid
moods were of short duration. Had
she been a different type of girl she
would have been prostrated by the
events of ‘yesterday. As it was, her
quiet slumber through the night had
been abundant evidence that her
heart was not broken nor her nerves
seriously strained.
Secretly, Honora was rather glad
to escape the ordeal of breakfast with
her sister and Mrs. Hjggins this
morning. The situation would be an
awkward one, and her presence would
not lessen the discomfort of it.
She thanked Mildred for offering to
telephone to Mr. Pearson.
“Tell him it is only a sick headache
and thht T will be down this after
noon, if I am able, and explain how
sorry I am,” she murmured, for the
dizziness made her fee! faint.
Honora Protests.
“I will tell him you are not fit to
be out,” Mildred declared. “You work
‘hard enough for him to give you an
occasional holiday.” ;
“Oh,” Honora protested feebly, “he
is more than kind to me and is always
willing to let me have time off!”
“Then 'let him prove it today,” was
the suecinct suggestion.
Mrs. Higgins persuaded Honora to
take'a cup of tea and a slice of toast,
then darkened the room and left her
alone. The tired girl slept soundly
until noon, when the housekeeper re
appeared with a tray of lunchean.
“This food actually tates good,"”
Honora remarked gratefully, “I feel
ever so much better. 1 shall get up
pretty soon."”
“Mr. Peason, telaphoned at 11 o'clock
and said that you were not to at
tempt to go to the office today,” Mrs,
Higgins informed her charge. “So [
am to make you take care of yourself
You may as well have another nap.”
“How was Milly this morning? 1
mean--did she seem happy at break
fast?" Honora questioned,
“Well-not very,” Mrs, Higgins ad
mitted. “But don't you worry about
that. You know Milly's moods are
only passing ones. If something nice
happens downtown today, she will
come home as happy as a lark.,”
* Silence followed this statement—a
silence which Mrs. Higgins broke at
last,
“1 am sorry about Mildred and Ar
thur He ig such a nice young man.
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SISTER JANE (Continued).
ISTER JANE laughed heartily and
S then grew solemn. “So they say
you're a fool, do they, Jincy? Well,
I wish all the peo
ple 1 know had as
much sense 98 ¢ EEEEESEE
you've got. I'd like f: '; s
‘em lots better'n I#i M;g,» v
do.” P i
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easy to have what §= . S
folks call sense that a‘j‘;g«, K
ease my mind by 3‘@’( el o
playin’ the fool."” S o
Mandy laughed §i %0 ane Sl
at this remark, but &fl = 8
there was & touch ;| BEEE (3 é
of uneasiness in 3 4
her manner, for at < i
that moment Klibs 2
marched in, accom
panied by Tommy Timkine. The baby
stationed himself by Sister Jane's knee
and stared solemnly at Jincy., “Oo dat,
Nanny Dane?’ he asked.
“oOld Zip Coon' replied Jincy so sud
denly that Klibs retreated behind Sis
ter Jane's chair and from that coign
of vantage smiled serenely at the young
man. Tommy Timkins, however, had
no share in Klib's alarm or bashfulness.
He insisted on jumping to Jiney's knee
and was not satisfied even with that
demonstration of confidence, for he
reared himeelf to the lad’'s shoulder,
and rubbed against his chin and neck.
“He's not that friendly with every
body that comes along, Jincy,” explain
ed Sister Jane. ‘‘That cat kpows a
thing or two."
“Well'm, they're all mighty friendly
wi’ me,” remarked Jincy; ‘“cats, dogs,
cattle, hosses and all the wild creeturs,
‘specially the birds.”
. “What about that mocking-bird
swinging on the cedar out there?” [
asked.
Jiney rose and glanced at him. “Why,
And he was in love with Mildred.
Don’t you think so?”
Honora turnea her head wearily on
the pillow and closed her eyes.
“He seemed to be,” she said briefly.
“Well, 1 was wondering if he cares
for her still--1 mean except as a
friend. 1 wonder if he loves her now?
If 80, he must be very unhappy.”
She Thinks of Arthur.
The speaker looked inquiringly at
the face on the pillow. But the eves
were closed and the kindly matron
decided to withdraw and let the girl
rest for a while longer. So, taking up
the tray, she tiptoed from the room.
But when she had gone’ Honora
opened her eyes and lay thinking of
Mrs. Higgins’ surmises. Did Arthur
still love Mildred? If so, he must
be very unhappy.
She recalled his bitter laugh in the
restaurant yesterday when Mildred
and Chandler passed him. It was not
a pleasant laugh; in it there was not
a sound that would indicate sorrow
or longing. Moreover, if Arthur had
loved Mildred, would he not have
thrashed Chandler when he saw him
in the hotel in Hartford?
,Then reason reminded her that had
he done this he would only have
dragged into light a scandal he and
Honora were trying to cover—would
have made Mildred's name the sub-
Jjeet of eruel notoriety.
No, his sparing Tom Chandler did
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he's the same to me &s if he was in a
cage,”” he replied. “I can walk right
out and call him to my hand.” |
“He can so!” protested Mandy, see
ing me laugh as if the lad had made an
idle jest.
“The proof of the pudding is chewing
the bag,” remarked Sister Jane.
“That’s so,” sald Jiney, “and I'll show
you. Come out and see, but don’t git
too close.”
8o we adjourned to the garden. Jiney
went near the tree and gave a whistling
chirrup. The bird was so startled by
the unexpectedness of the call that it
flew to the top of the cedar, swung
there a moment, giving lor@ the ‘“‘chuh’
cry that stands for anger, alarm and
surprise, and then flew wildly to the
top of the big china tree on the side
walk. Again Jincy gave his whistling
call, and the bird came fluttering back,
this time making as if it would light
on his hat, but flying away again. Once
more the whistling call sounded, and
the bird fluttered around and over Jin
cy's head in the most pecullA( WAY i
“What's the matter with you?" cried
Jiney impatiently. Then his eyes fell
on Tommy Tinlgns, who was crouch
ing at his feet and watching every mo
tion of the bird with eager eyes and
trembling jaws. “Shucks! it's the cat!”
Jiney said. “1 know'd somethin’ was
wrong,”
1 enjoyed the spectacle immensely and
treasured the incident in my mind. Tt
gave me a new and higher opinion of
Jincy. He begged to be excused from
returning into the house, on the ground
that he didn’'t want to wear his welcome
out. So-we begged him to call ngam
whenever he feit in the humor, and he
went away agor formally shaking hands
with each one, even the baby.
(Copyright, 1881, 1883 and 1911, by the
Century Company; 1883 by Joel Chandler
Harria; 1911 by Hsther Laßosé Harris.
ALL RIGHT RESERVED. Printed by
permission and by special arrangements
with Houghton, Miffiin Company.)
; (Continued Tomorrow,)
not mean that he did not love Mil
dred.
‘Then why did Honora believe that
he had ceased to care for his former
flancee?
The warm blood crept to her face
as she looked at matters honestly, for
the strongest proof she had that Ar
thur Bruce no longer cared for Mil
dred was the expression in his eyes
last evening as he said good-night to
Mildred's sister.
He had never looked at Honora
like that before, and even now she
seemed to feel the warmth of his
handelasp.
She fell asleep again, with a smile
of happiness on her lips.
It was late in the afternoon and
she was just getting up to dress for
dinner when Mrs. Hlsflza came hur
riedly into the room—just as she had
come 24 uours ago. And, as then,
she held a newspaper in her hand.
“My dear!” she exclaimed, “here's
something more about that young
Chandler!
“It seems he went back to camp
early this morning, and in cleaning
his gun he somehow shot himself ac
cidentally right through the breast,
They think he is going to die. Dear,
dear! What dreadful things are hap
pening these days!”
(To Be Continued.)
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