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About The Coos Bay times. (Marshfield, Or.) 1906-1957 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 26, 1916)
fifii f ( Lt'W A(feiitirr in Finding The Great Peace fc By Elsie EndicoU- lit aiicl 3i fc?l !S. wrcuths f yiy decorated Ilio f Ircloth furiil uro b bid been clvm jury on l'cr wcd" log day sliuno tiiu- ticn; llrcai; i,r ' . .M.I I til' , CI l- i "tick wllli mwr ".Jar wild Ihoocrn- IIIWu , I.. OltKlM. S; cVd Ihi'lrh nd ' . d mfor.. ih ffiK eburnlng briskly "T. mi tho fucid of ll?.2 : ,,non Wo wall r while llio iBinp'B fJiiAti Into every cor- 'Thill Miry Atwood Bat, SSmlnctoputBiiowcx- H tried to dispel tho Nld ndcr oyer to f of tor Jamie. ikf 110 SHC wuinu mi a. ii ?ibI.routh uut.l a.mc e,,ib out of her need I Tu dull moi nlng In the tciM'Ciu lAm nml JrtnllV A bad nothing to do. 1(1 She stood gazing In J....H.. ni i it. uitiiii; uut ui i.iw ilndow nt thu life l(M ttn.it und tubing that Mrs. Hi, who was her iudI is well her lttn'4 ilop humming "It's IwHirtoTlpiicrnry uuck 4i I'd there iho was niuk- Irtrt itr.ii o(hletlluc nutcldo IhfH Itlo Interest. It was "iffftrj,'' but "Tlppcrary" NVttrtulaoa Tlppcrary" itbDitU power, who worked IWifi tut door, wcro two tea Jenny loved Duvld ti Twin;," but, thru, sho M Four himself. Thu col- I W Uce and she was ail to smile in expectation IfrflooUnd greeting when Mi:cIilraedall DavlrfV lb lentil. 1W How I hato her!" .leu- Htr tiltliant Iook lie. IuhI Juit In (rent of the aHiojouuc people had iTIiappcuedasSlulby HflM l.f I...... I.. I.. ..v. ,iuunn iu Pin on her hut. biio d known, of otirso, that It was Mlyttorn, but she Md not expected It ' rend thus sua nly from shoul r seam to belt h&d ..'..' "" hands FSV.1" Present!! bio KJ1 : "A" muat LT,aleK'' WUy U iHi,L:?,,lns to her coat IWrtM.Ml0n,,CrooIM. LTfhird rt i ywua Nw !..?" ana her aunt. fctkL "V ardors, ooiim ... eKA'""" FmuL k.v . '" "tai co. M,e bceu workiu .. l surely, Frances. :;!'" Mgement ou Id frtune t0"er ouL &sk,i e II Sn that's "'nonsense " flwKlnon,,CMe. tiSMWX mii:1' ii..r'M l,3P E i. V. a blonde mn ninw ." Augum v..T BffatfiSSrrt-tru,i,p' Efey'S: Nrr r Messed you K, ... ... ..i.r.ii aim wniilil rlnn mill n tu tho window and look out upon tho lit tle world hIio know. Ten years before, on Iho death of her husband, Junilo hod loft homo to neck his forums. "Thoro Isn't tntlcli for mo to do hore, mother, and I can't bear to tnko nnythlng from tho neat egg father lort you; 'twouldn't be right, and you wouldn't respect tho person, son or frlond, who should rob you of tho feuthors of comfort you ought to have," were tho words of her Jamlo as he mndo ready for hlfl doparturc. Only that day Mary had been con ning ovor his letters, although sho know thorn all by heart, yet. always when she road them over sho found new beauties In them, now touches of that loving hoy heart of his that had ho endeared him to hor: yqt thoro was ono so different from tho rest, tho last messago that sho had ever re ceived, that made a pain go through her heart. "I'm huvlng a hard battlo, mother," It suld. "Seems though somotlmon ov crythng'B bound to go wrong; I've al ways remembered your teachings, kept Bobcr and novor gambled, hut some times It secniH mighty hard to sec sumo fellow who drinks and steals and makes no protoncc of doing right run- nlng so smoothly down stream, gather ing In tho laurols that Just como float ing over to him, so that nil ho hns to A Happy Girl -Indeed paused for a moment's chat. Neither seemed aware of Jenny's frowning llko fate beyond tho musses of urtltlclal flowors and n fresh showing of ten cent towels. Jenny drew back, but not so fur back that sho could not watch. David's strong, earnest young faco was full of light, which seemed like a re flection of Mary Dlx's brightness. And yet sho was not pretty. Dut sho had n distinctive charm. Her iiruwu com was warm but plain, her brown velvet hat hid most of hor simply arranged hair, she woro no powdor, Jewelry or lace, and yet Jenny know that sho wns drawing ?lf it week in tho office of tho hardware firm up tho street. "And Aunt Marsh only pays mo Jfi," mourn ed Jcuny. "Customer!" Mrs. Hess' voice brought Jenny back to duty. Thoro was u customer, and alio hud not oven heard tho door open. Sho lagged over to tho counter and leaned upon it in tired toloranco of the old country woman who was fumbling at thu tcn cont neckwear. "What's tho price of this collar, my dear?" inquired tho old woman. "All ten conts," snapped Jonny. "It's kind a hard to chooso," mur mured tho old lady, ns much to her self as to Jenny, "Where (hero's so al Honesty And Page's. Pago's was a woman's smull furnishing storo which employed only four or five people. Whon Mrs. Pago decided to reduce her working force tho cholco hud lain between Shelly and Nova Morun. Neva hud been thcro con siderably longer than Shelly and so sho was retained, Also, not without reason, Shelly suspected that Nvn, who did nit llko hor, hud had some thing to say In hor disfavor which hnd been listened to. Rclng for sometime out of work It wus Incumbent, therefore, that Shelly got this now Job. Roger Wlnton hud suggested It to hor. Roger Wlnton was tho bg, brown draftsman whom every body liked and turned to Instinctively. He had comfort and sympathy for all. When Mrs. Hess hud montloncd that her niece wob out of work Roger hud bald cheerfully that they needed an other saleswoman nt tho stationer's whoro ho bought his supplies and he thought if Miss Shelly applied nnd ns soon as 10 o'clock toinorrow she might get the place, Rut at 10:15 o'clock Shelly still Bat vstery Qf The M "Oh, I happened to be at tho gar den party given by Mrs. Dlako for charity, and all thp ladies were hav ing their fortunes told, so I went, too. Everybody agreed that she was won derful,, but Mrs. Blake won't tell ub where she got her. Sho's a Hindu of some sort, I believe," she added. "Hindu, nothing!" 'scoffed Billy. I will bet she's as much Hindu as you arc. Probably some fanatic having a lot of ppe dreams." "Why, pUy Chandler, how can you say Biich a thing? I Just wish I could find out whore she is at present. I'd like to havo you go to see. her and see what she would tell you. You'd have to admit that she Is wonderful," said I' ranees decisively. "So you aro really determined to call things off on uccounGof what Bhe sad. I suppquo I could bljUch my hair and mako myself u blonft), but there's " getting awiMrtjivmf, fact tnat. 1 was do Is to pick them up." Hut every Christmas since a hoy Jamie had hung IiIh slocking up bc nldo tho flrrplaco; ho know that IiIh doing so gladdened the heart of IiIh mother, and hIio knew that It was it sweet and glorious thing ror her boy to remain young In spirit to enjoy tho delights of youth, even though ma turity was creeping on. And bo over slnco IiIh feet had crossed over her threshold Into a greater world, Mary Atwood had hung tho stocking iii In Its accustomed place, kissing It fondly as sho did so, and looking afterward with childish rapturo at a llttlo title of tasty eatables on tho lower shelf In tho closet, that wcro put thcro In case ho should really come. Tonight, however, try an sho would, it feeling of uneasiness would lotno ovor her, and as tlmo went on sho grow depressed nnd weary; tho long ing for a sight of his faco wnB almost unbcarablo, and tho Joyful faces of hor vlllago friends who passed by hor win dows with packages for Homo neigh bors, only mudo her heart's sufforlng more acute. Sho had refused many In vitations to partako of tho Christmas festivities In other homes; somehow sho could riot feel comfortable on such a day to lcavo tho old homo with Its sacred momorlcB. At last, aftor having sat before tho flrcplnco for some time, as If trying to many. Well, 1 guoas I won't tuko any. I'll go over to Newton's and sco what they got there." As tho door closed Mrs. Hess ma tted up. Jenny was Just reaching In to tho tray for a hundful of chocolates. "You put that candy buck!" ordered Mrs. Hess. "You're making yourself sick eating It. And listen to inc. You got to bo nicer to folks that come in hero. You loso mo trado overy day. You lost that customor Just.naw." "Sho couldn't make up her' mind," mused Jonny. "Then It was your business to help her. I wouldn't had her gono nut that way for nothing. She's peculiar, but bIio'b got monoy. And she's Davo Powcr'a grandmothor." Jenny turned pale, and Mrs. Hess eyed her eujoy ably. "She'll go In to sco him beforo sho goes homo, and sho'U tell him how you nctcd. Now, sco here, Jenny," anu Mrs. Hcbh grow terribly emphatic, "You got to braco up right away straight or I'll send you home, rve put up with n good deal from you, but when It comes to Interfering with my trade It's got to stop." Mrs. Hess went back to her desk nnd Jenny sobbed with hor head on tho counter. Homo! AVIiy. sho couldn't go home. Her stepmother did not in the street car which was being held up by a block ahead. Each moment tho car was expected to move, but time passed without its moving. Whon nt last rolcaso cumo aud Shelly urrlvcd nt tho stationer's sho rushed In to find n showy blonde consulting her nails behind the counter. "I understand that they need a sales woman here," Shelly panted. The blond girl lifted her eyes In a casual glance of uppralsal. "Placo filled an hour ago," she replied calmly. Shelly turned away. Sho went out on tho street and bought n morning paper In tho hopo of finding somotulug. Sho walked along reudlng tho "wants" und trying to act careless and com posed. Suddenly she looked up to find hor self In front of Pago's. There was n row of silk bloimos Iu tho window, and underneath a placard which read, "Your cholco of these ?5 blouBes at fi'.OS." ' Shelly caught her breat'h. Sho had $5 In her purse, all tho moucy sho had laughed. "Oh, come on, Frances, be sensible and forget It you know there Is nothing to It." "It's no Joking matter," said Frances. "I bellovo that there aro certain things that should guide one in choosing u life companion, and I would rather wait than make a mlstako. I'm sorry. "Very well," answered Billy, as he rose to go. "Wo won't discuss It uny further. From uow on It Is obsolutely up to you. I must run along to catch a train. I'm going out of tho city for a fow days ou business. In the mean time, I hopo you find your August blonde," he added spitefully, with a short laugh. .But It was a furious young man that left the city that afternoon, and what he said about fortuno tellers In general, would hardly bear repetition. The next few days passed slowly and drearily for Frauces, for there was InriiBo sumo warmth Into her being, to caso hor aching heart, sho rose and started to tidy up tho room, prepara tory to going to bed. Then, having dotio so, sho paused a moment before blowing out the light. It wbb always a habit of hors to wait a while beforo enveloping tho room In darkness. "I'd llko to koep the old lamp burn ing all tho time." sho murmured; " 'twould bo a beacon light for the re turning wanderer. Hcoms though, when It goes out, I shut him out from my heart." Dut sho did not extinguish the light, for suddenly an unheard of thing hap pened for that hour of tho night -tho knocker on tho front door clanked three times, loud and compelling. And all at onco Mary Atwood forgot her stiffness of Joints that had bo bothered her all tho evening, and with it sur prising rapidity for one of her years, she rushed for the door, with her heart bounding with Joy, her shortsighted eyes gleaming with anticipation. Then, just as sometimes wo receive a blow of bitter words from a friend when we expected kindness, so Mary Atwood stood hesitant, whon bIio opened tho door, for thoro In tho background sho caught sight of tho tall. lanky form of Silas, tho livery stable man, and in front of him a young woman, bo muffled tip that you could not tell whether she was fair want her. Sho would rather die than go homo. Sho would want to die any way If she lost Dave Power. And she had offended his grandmother! Oh, what a wretched thing llfo wns. after all! Sho hnd thought sho was going to bo so happy with Aunt Marsh, so happy earning money and being Indo pondent and learning to bo a clever woman. And hero she was nothing but a tawdry, cheap, heartsick llttlo -girl whoso golden dreams had Just 'undergone n frightful explosion. All tho rest of that day, all the long evening, all the night, during which sho slept but little, Jenny's mind was In torment. Sho roso resolved. Sho bad been wrong, now sho would be right. Sho would earn Aunt Mnrsh's approval. "I will! I will!" sho suld ovor and over to herself. Sho camo downstairs with shadows under her eyes. Mrs. Hess, reading tho morning paper besido the coffee pot, looked up In astonishment. Jenny hud on tho blue sorgo blouso costume In which she had arrived at her aunt's. Hor hair was simply knotted. Her Jewelry, scent, and powdor were gone. Sho looked wistful, sweet, good as sho was. "Have somo coffee, Jeanne?" asked Mrs. Hess. e T A. Job in the world. Under her coat was a worn out blue silk blouse, and In the window was a perfectly fresh, stout ono for such u price as sho might not sco again. Sho entered the shop. Neva Moran gave her a light smile. "How you wns, Shelly?" sho remarked. "Ain't set glim on you In ages." "I'm vory well, thank you," replied Shelly. 'Muy I look at that dark blue blouse that you have In the window, pleaso?" Neva displayed the blouse. "(Jood value for a mark-down," sho said. "Tho collar la out, but any one could chango it. I don't havo tlmo myself, I buy things when they're in stylo and pass 'em up when they ain't. Two-nlnity-clght. Want It, Shelly?" "Yes, I do," answered Shelly. Nova's speech had left her flushed, but nono tho less resolute. Nova wrapped up tho waist, dropped Shelly's bill into the cush register and handed over the change. Shelly stuffed the change into hor handbag and wclk cd out. Sho folt that Neva's eyes were Fake Blonde "He might at least have writttu to me," she soliloquized. Even though I can't marry him, wo could still be friends. Oh, why should such an un fortunate thing ovor havo happened to me that 1 should fall In love with a man who is really not my mate. Re sides I never did caro for blondes, but It can't be helped. I suppose," and us a last resort, she gave herself up to tho full enjoyment of a good cry. That afternoon as she started on a shopping expedition downtown a tele' gram wus handed to her, which she opened eagerly, read; "Has the blonde turned up yet. Am ut Hotel Belvldore. BILLY." Frances tore the message into shreds, resolving to put him out of her thoughts entirely. Sho would waste no more time worrying over such a flippant young roan. Evidently he did not tuke her seriously, and If he did, It certainly didn't bother him much. As she entered one of the largo stores in or ugly of feature. Thoro wus not time for dallying, however. Tho young woman quickly entered, followed by Silas carrying suitcase who leaped over and whis pered something In Mary's oar as he liassed that started her into feverish activity. Not for ono moment did Mary ai wood wince or tremble, but with lov ing care and tondor solicitude, startcu. to romovc tho wraps from tho Incom ing stranger. Dut in her anxiety to relieve tho chlllod being beforo hor, Mary failed to notlco tho little bundle tucked away beneath tho capo under the young woman's arm. 'A baby I " sho exclaimed, delightedly, and bring ing pillow and nfghan from anotticr room, she soon had tho sleeping form cuddled away in one corner of tho haircloth sofa. Tho young woman, now recuporatlng herself, was seat ed by tho flro, and presently a cup of coffee was browing and home-made sandwiches and delicious doughnuts wcro brought to tho hungry one. "Tell mo all," Mary finally said. Her voice trembled and sunk almost to a whisper, for not until then did sho dure speak about what sho so drcadca and yet desired to know. And so tho young woman, who was Jamie's wife, pausing often, when tho two looked into each other's eyes as If to read tho soul of tho other, told of "Please, auntie, andand, auntie, you ncodn't bother to call mo Jcnnno uftcr this. Jen Jenny's good enough." "'So It seems to mo," Mrs. Hess re plied firmly, and apparently wont on with her paper. Hut over its edgo she watched tho young faco with its new lines wonderlngly. It was two weeks beforo she admit ted the change in Jenny. "You'ro go ing nil right," sho told the girl then. "If you koopnn. llko tula tcounln of months longer, I'll be' raising y wages." Jenny lifted hor eyes. "I'll try hard, Aunt Marsh," sho said. Mrs. Hess studied hor thoughtfully. "You ever see Davo Power now?" sho asked bluntly. Jenny's hoad dropped. Sho tried to reply and failed. Mrs. Hess glanced over her nt tho window. Davo Power wan singing past on his way to tho postofflco with a package He looked neither to right nor left. With u sign Mrs. IIoss turned nnd went "back to roarrange somo tinware. Mary Dlx camo Into tho store for a pencil that day. Sho lingered n mo ment with Jenny. Jenny was beauti fully courteous to her, and after Mary had gono out Mrs. Hess called; "That's right Jenny. Treat 'cm all nllko." m V "niu -' ' penetrating her coat und discovering tho pinned up rout underneath. Arrived ut homo Shelly opened her purse nnd pulled out tho whip of ragged bill. It had occurred to her that she ought to get hor aunt to t'hanro It Into dimes and nickels for her before she started out. Job hunting aft er luncheon. She turned pale us sho unfolded tho bill. For Instead of a two-dollar bill sho had a twenty-dollar one! Joy followed surprise. Twenty dol lura seemed a fortune, Sho could pay Aunt Fran, sho could buy a now pair of gloves, and there would still be money left. Then conscience spoke. "You know you got that money by mls tako Neva's mistake. And you know what it will mean to her whon that hawk-eyed old Kate Page tallies up tho contents of tho cash drawer with tho day's sales. Neva will either be accused of theft or lose hor Job." For ton minutes Shelly Blood thoro clutching tho bill nnd fightng wrong in her heart. Then she decided. She donned her hat and coat and went the heart of tho shopping districts, she met Mrs. Blake, who greeted her cheerily. "Why, Frances, you are Just the girl I'm looking for. I want you to meet my niece, Sylvia Prescott," and Fran ces turned to meet Miss Prescott, a tall beautiful brunette. "You girls ought to bo good friends," said Mrs. Blake, "Sylvia Is to be hero her to become better acquainted than for the rest of tho season, and I want she did upon her last visit." where upon she and Sylvia exchanged know lug Bmlles. "Why, I don't remember of ever having met your nleco before," said Frances. "Has sho been hero?" "Frances, dear, wo'll let you Into a secret. Sylvia was the wonderful seeres of my garden party, but It wan necessary that sho keep her Identity a secret or the spell would havo been brokon. With a llttlo dlsgulso she made quite a good looking Hindu, his Illness previous tu their marriage, and of how she had nursed him back to health, aftor which they had become husband nnd wife. "Jamlo was so good and industri ous," sho wont on, "but somehow wo didn't got along vory well financially. Ho worked, oh, so hard, and overtax ing his strength, his health began to fail. Ills ono ambition seemed to get back to you. 'Wo'll savo all wo can,' ho used to say, 'and then, somn day, wo'll go back into tho country whoro mother lives, buy a farm, and things will bo hotter.'" Up to this point Mary had kept very calm, but now It seemed that all tho flood tides of hor nature wcro sweep ing over her, and sho broke down com pletely. And then it was tho turn for tho young woman to minister, lovingly sho entwined her arms about, tho aged shoulders and laid tho quivering moth er head on her shoulder. "It's all right, now," sho comforted, "nnd Just beforo Jnmlo died, ho told mo to take his savings and como homo to his mother. You want a daughter, don't you?" Instantly tho nged head was raised from Its resting place, and for several minutes they hold on to each other, each busy with hor own thoughts, and trying to gain strength to bear their common sorrow. By Sum Was there anything that Aunt Mnrsh did not soo? After that Mary camo In often, and always Jenny hnd to wait upon her. Each time was a fight for Jenny, but. she conquered hcrsolt and was unfailingly sweet and gcntlo. Ono day us they were bending over tho counter looking at something, Jonny explaining nnd Mary admiring, Mury said: "What lovoly hair you huvo, Jonny, nl curls. I wish mlno was so." F3SMXW4BW. "S you, Jenny. Looks llko an Invltntion." "It Is!" cried Jonny, oponng It. "It's to a party from Mnry Dlx." ''Well, thoro!" said Mrs. Hess, smil ing. "That pleases me. Mary's ajulco girl, with a nice family and home. I'm proud to havo her notlco you llko this. You .must go." "Oh I can't," breathed Jenny. "You must," said Mrs. Hess stead ily. "If you don't do they'll all bo or fendod. And thcy'ro good customers of mine." So Jenny wont, Mrs. Hess bought a new dress for hor a fllmy whlto vollo with a sash as blue as Jenny's eyes. "You'ro right sweet," she said giv ing the girl a rare kiss. "You're a good girl, Jonny. Tomorrow I'm go &jBRxz By Annette Angert downstairs. Site met Roger Wlnton Just coming in. "Running away?" ho laughed. "Yes, from wckcd temptation, Tell auntie I shan't bo in to luncheon," Shelly answered. It was two miles to Pugo'H by tho shortest course, and sho walked. Young nnd supple ns she wns, the dis tance, ndded to that sho hud already traveled, told upon her. 8ho wns wan when sho entered tho store. From tho back room camo loud voices, then Mrs.' Page, large aud angry, stepped In. "Well, Shelly?" she said. Shelly hold out tho hill. "Will you pleaso give this to Neva, Mrs. Pago? She made a mlstako this morning und handed it out to me instead of the two dollar bill which wus really coming to mo." Mrs. Pago took tho bill, glanced at it, glanced at Shelly and flung up her head. "Noval" sho called. Nova camo in. She had been crying. ''H'h all right, Neva, the bill has been found. Shelly here Just returned it. You By Will didu't you think so?" laughed Mrs. Blake. Hut Frances was staring at tho girl with undisguised amazement "But how did you ever toll people things?" she faltered. 'Oh, easy," laughed Sylvia. "Every woman thinks she Is a llttlo different from other women. The fact Is that all aro more or less ullke. I Just told them things that would apply to most anybody, und the rest was purely my own invention. I don't know the first thing about telling fortunes. It was greut fun to see the women swallow tho things I told them." "Well," laughed Frances nonchal antly, "you certainly mude a most wonderful fortuno teller. Of course, personally, l don't believe in those things at all- In fact, I can't remember what j'ou told me." "Well, I should, hope they all felt the same way aboik it," said Sylvlu. ''If you could have (heard spine of the How long they hud stood thus to gether they did not know, but tho young woman was about to brook tho sltcnco whon a plalntlvo little wail camo from tho vicinity of tho sofa and made both women turn simultaneous ly. Yet, quicker than a flash Mury had loosed liersolf from tho other's arms and was over bosldo tho baby, nnd taking It up fondly in hor arms. Thus carrying It over to tho fireplace, when it cooed, sho laughed back at it, and kissed und hugged it as it sho woro young mother instead of an old gray halrod grandmother. Perfectly con tented, tho baby lay thoro until tho grandmother's eyes caught sight of tho llttlo old stocking hanging In its ac customed place. "Jamlo's stocking," sho fondly breathed, "and somo day you, llttlo Jamie, will bo hanging your stocking In the Bclf-samo place, and God grunt, Jamlo of mine, that many and pleas ant will bo tho Chrlstmasos that you will havol" Mary looked up, and seeing tho oyos of her boy's wlfo looking at hor so clearly and understanding, as If she had found pcaco nt last, sho Bald: "It's tho way of tho world, my daughter, tho reaper death ushers some souls out whllo tho giver of life brings Into be ing others to fill tho places of thosn gono beyond, nnd complete his work here upon earth." Emory ing to pay you 17 a week, instead --of C." "Oh, thank you, Aunt Marsh," Jenny; said. Uut despite this good now and tho now frock sho wont to tho party un happy. It was a small party. Dut Davo Power wns thore. And somehow ho novcr got far awny from Jcnny'tf sldo. In tho midst of tho good tlmo it tall girl In pink waved a handkerchief for order and said that sho had some thing nlco to say. And then sfce't&ldii them all that this party was really an nnnouncmont purty. Mary Dlx wan engaged to Oliver miss, nnd sho had taken this way to let nil hor friends know it. ' I Jonny could not bclloro It at first. Hut thoro wob tho ring on Mary's ftngor. Aftor tho parly Davo Towor walked home with Jenny. They walked slow ly for thcro was moonlight. Mrs. Hess sat up In bed to hear all nbout the party and what had hap pened afterward. "Dave's a good boy," sho said. "You couldn't do bettor. I guess you'ro a prettyjuippy girl tonight, Jenny." ''I guess I urn," replied Jenuy with a sigh of deep content.' gave It to her by mistake. Next tlmd you bolter be more careful. Shelly, when sho's given you tho right chunge, como into tho buck room, I want tq talk to you." An hour later Shelly entered thm kitchen, whero hor aunt aud Anna, tha help, wcro finishing a somowhat de layed luncheon. "Oh, uuntlel I've got u Job! Mrs. Pngo hired me back. Sho's going to give mo f8, tho samo hh Norn, and there'll a week's pay In advance" Sho laid tho monoy down for her aunt. Thul night Roger Wlnton lingered In tho dining rpom to talk to hor aft er tho other boarders hud gono out, "I hear you got n Job today," he said. Shelly looked surprised. "Did aun tlo toll you?" sho demanded. Ho smiled. "No, Mrs. Page told mo. She is my mother's cousin." As Shelly Htared ho went on. "Sho told mo all about it. You're a good, brave, llttlo girl, Shelly, and I honor you." Ho held out his hand, and as Shelly gave him hers and looked Into IiIh eyes she wns hupplor than she had over bceu in all her life before. Seaton fairy tales I told them about who tboy should aud should not marry, I won der at my own audacity. ''Francos, dear," said Mrs. Bluko "won't you come ulong homo with ua and have tea? Wo aro Just about go ing now." "I thank you, Mrs. Hlake.butl must decline, I huve a vory Important mut ter to which I must attend," aud with a smile and a nod she departed. She lost no time in getting to u tele graph office, aud sending u message to the Hotel Belvlderc, und that evening an amused young man, who wus dark complexloned und horn Jn September received u message which read: "Fortune toller fuko. Blonde a myth. Never ugtiln. "FRANCES," . . . , Whenever Billy particularly wunts to chuff his wife a llttlo, all ho liuu to say Is Bomqthlng pertaining to a blonde- born tu August, aud H Uaa the desired effect. Mi i :r3- -sz-y:. ja Lj-gpgp1 1 " U TT Is I iere.7" lie no word from uiuy.