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Tim's Tactics
By CECILIA A. LOIZEAUX
Coprrlght, W4, by Cecilia A. Lotscani
It nil began when Mr. Jones-Brown
brought Tim homo one owning and
laid tho dog tu the open arms of his
pretty wife. She received him enthusi
astically and bought him an elaborate
collar, lie was a cute dog. Even Mrs.
Itobinsou-Suilth, who lived next door
ind hated dogs, admitted that that Is,
he said he wasn't bud for a tuonnreI.
And it must be admlttod right here
kclmt the dog wasn't of any particular
breed; he was just a dog.
lie was soon In high favor In tha
neighborhood, especially with the Kon-luson-Smiths,
who were Intimate
friends of the Joncs-nrowna. Both con
pies were uewly uiarrled, and durlug
the day while their husbands were lu
the city the young wives sewed, talked
and called together.
ltut to come back to the dog. In time
he passed the utage of puppy fireworks
and was old enough to know better,
Then Mrs. Jones Hrowu's alster came
to visit her. And during the same
week Mrs. Hobluson Smith had n card
from her nephew that be was coming
down to spoud a mouth with her. lie
was nearly as old as his aunt, who ad
milted that he was called a "catch" In
town.
The expected guests arrived almost
simultaneously-Ethel Ilerrlot with a
large trunk and Jack Marvin with ill
vers battered suit cases. They were
duly ensconced with their respective
relatives, aud then the trouble began
On the second evening Mr. and Mrs.
Bubiuson-Smitli trailed their nopheu
cross the lawn t call ou their nearest
neighbor. The two young people wen
Introduced. Ethel, as Mrs. Jones
Brown afterward said, wasuunecc;;.
lily enibarrasstvl for a girl who ha I
been three seasons "out."
In the horribly Irritating way of
young married people the uelghboi
quartet Immediately liecan to ti:lk of
domestic affairs, leaving Jack and Eth
el to take care of themselves. They d! I
ni t notice that there was an awful
lence, during which Ethel was threat
ened witli mental livgteriu and was
laved only by Tim, the thoughtful, who
opportunely appeared aud Jumped lnt.
her lap. She began to talk to him, and
the day was saved temporarily. Still
patting the dog, Ethel finally said to
the man:
Why did you follow me out here?"
'I didn't follow you," said Jack
promptly. "If I had known that you
were In this neck of woods you don't
suppose I'd have disturbed It, do you?"
Then he added, "Why did yon come to
stay next door to my auntf
How was I to know you bad an
aunt out here?" Ethel asked Indig
nantly. Wen," said Jack, "I guess we're
both Innocent, so we need not quarrel
over that"
Then there was another silence. Tim
lumped down from Ethel's lap and
leaped Into Jack's. Jack grinned.
"Nice doggie!" he" chuckled, petting
him effusively. Ethel knew be bated
small dogs. She tried to think of some
thing crushing to say, but before tha
words came Mr. und Mrs. Itoblnson
Bmith rose and said good night, and
their dutiful nephew rose with them.
lie put out his hand, and Ethel was
forced to let hers touch It for an In
stant while he said:
"80 glad I've met you, Miss Ilerrlot.
It's awfully Jolly that we know so
many of the same people."
Ethel smiled, though her eyes were
01
azlng wruthf ully.
"Isn't It?" she said. "Good night."
Wheu Mrs. Joues-ltrown turned to
speak to her sister she found the girl's
eh
air empty aud a moment after heard
ber
ascending the stairs.
Late that night Ethel rose, 111 the
lamp and took from her trunk a pack-
of letters, which she sat down to
read. Long before she had finished
them she was crying softly, and when
did go to bed again It was to He
wide eyed and staring till nearly morn-
Ing.
She was awakened by Tim, who
licking her hand. She patted bis
was
head.
"Naughty Tim! Did the missus let
you I
In?"
Rising on her elbow, she saw that
the
door was ajar and supposed that
sister bad sent the dog to wake
her
her.
Tim seemed fnll of spirits of puppy-
hood this morning. Tie would worry
the bedclothes with bis teeth, dash
wildly across the room to catch some
ODseen thing and then rush back upon
her, frantic with delight
Ethel lay staring at the celling. Her
head ached, and she felt utterly miser
able. She wondered bow she could get
away from ber sister's house and that
man next door. Tim, finding himself
unwatched, worried awhile at some
thing be found on the floor beneath the
table, then took it In his mouth and ran
off with It
"If be only wasn't so glad," thought
the girl, referring to the man, not the
dog. "lie shows so plainly that he's
glad It's off!"
Before she got up she determined to
show Jack that be wasn't the ouly one
who didn't care. She would treat him
as stranger, and she would flirt with
him, too, and make him sorry. She de
scended the stairs, explained that her
pale face was due to a nervous bead-
ache, for which she would try a long
wulk, and departed in a smart blue
skirt and white shirt waist and very
pretty slipper.
During this wnlk It was her Intention
to map" ouf 1 nor campaign, nd ber
thoughts wer busy as she strolled
along. Finally she climbed a high bauk
by the roadside, walked along tha
grassy lodge for awhile aud then sat
I own ou thetu-luk of au old stone quar
ry. She was swluging her small French
heels aud throwing stones Into the bluo
water far beneath when nomelody be
hind her whistled a well known strain,
J She answered before she thought and
1 then started, almost losing her balance,
and clutched at the bank to save her
self. Her face waa hot, and she felt
I some one aolze her from behind, for It
: bad all hapiened too quickly for her to
I be frightened. Jack dragged, her back
! and then lifted her to sitting posture,
i She scrambled to her feet and faced
him.
i "What do you mean by sitting ou the
very edge of a place like that?" Juck
questioned angrily. "Suppose the bank
crumbled?" '
, She looked at him, wistfully at first
aud then her glance turned wrathful as
, she saw nothing but anger In his face.
: "I waa all right until you came and
frightened me."
"1 whittled to let you know 1 was
coming and you answered," he retort
ed. "I presume your coming to this espe
clul place waa purely accidental, like
your advent In this town?" she re
marked sarcastically.
"Not quite," he confessed. "I fol-
lowed you because I wanted to talk to
you. Sit down and cool off."
She reflected that this was her first
opportunity to make him aorry, and she
am uvnu griieciuiiy, wiuie ue urraugeii
himself at her feet and searched a plot
of clover for a lucky omen. She took
off her white duck but and let the wind
rattle her thick, fair hair. He looked
up at her meditatively.
"You have more freckles this year
thau you had last." he announced.
"Yes." she agreed, "and more sense."
"I Imagine your experience has
taught you something," he remarked.
She sat up. This was not teaching
htm to be Borry.
'Kthel, be asked suddenly, "you !
burned all my letters, didn't you?"
"Of course I did." But her heart beat
furiously as she thought of Hie night
before.
"I supposed you had," be said. "I
only wanted to make sure." He put his
hand absently to the pocket of bis blue
erge coat... "You see, love letters after
there Isn't any more love are sueh assl
nine things," be explained;-"Just twad
dle." "Yours were rather twaddly." she ad
mltV.t: "ut le.iKt the ones 1 had. But
they're Inuintl,"
Again he felt 111 his mk ki t. She saw
the gCNlure und misinterpreted It
"Light it if ,vou like." she said.
"Light It? Ah. yes," said he, drawing
the pipe Jroin ipiiu another pis-kct.
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She wntrriT-i tfhn-fln. w,TrWtniIgriU
tle ut the tobacco pouch, which was
one she had given lihu. lie leaned over
to strike a match.
"Your bald spot Is certainly much
larger than It was Inst year," she re
parked critically. , j , - '
; "How observing you are!" he drawled.
Then he turned suddenly,
"Will you love me when I'm baldf '
he tang.
"As much as I do now," she an
wered meaulngly. . 1
"Not at much as you did last night?"
he quorled.
"Iist nluht!" she echoed, the blood
rising to her face, "What are you tun
ing about r He turned again and took
a letter from his coat pocket holding
It up where she could the address
Iti his writing, "Miss Ethel Ilerrlot"
Her heart bent wildly, The envelope
was worn and old looking. Ho drew
out the sheets of tlilu paper. There
were blisters - fresh blisters -upon
them.
Ethel sat paralysed. Tho tears rolled
down her cheeks, and sho did not try
to wlie them away, Her lingers dug
Into the grass ou either side.
"l'oor old letter!" he said pityingly
"How did you escape the flames?'
'J ben he hen 11I sob from Ethel. He
turned. Ho saw the tears, and muutal
ly he called himself a cad. He had
never seen Ethel cry before.
"Ethel," he said "I'm a brute, but 1
' don't mean to bo. I came out here to
tell 011 that I love you better tlmn
ever and to own up that I was wrong
and to nsk you to take me back to your
favor. Kthel," he h id her lu his arms
now, "Kthel, dear, you do love me,
don't you?"
"Take It out on Tim, dear, for It was
his fault. He bMitk'ht the letter 1111(1
dMippi-d It at my feet. And then I
knew that you had Is-eu doing Just
what I've done uotirly every Ulght for
a year, reading over tho old letters
Kihel. aren't y u glad-a little that
Tliu found the letter?"
And Ethel's answer, though inntlled,
seemed to satisfy him They went
slowly home.
A UoikI a llrr WorU.
Old Mr. Makepeace was lu n reminis
cent mood. "Did I ever tell ye what
mother snld to me when I got up spunk
enough to ask her In words-lf she'd
have me?" ho began, to tho delight of
his graudeon, Krd.
"No, but something bright I'll war
raut," chuckled Fred, with a glance at
the old lady, who calmly regardi-d
them from her mcklng chair by the
fireplace.
"I can't recall the preliminary re
iiiirks." Mr. Makepeace continued,
"and, anyway. I think they were a
trllle mixed. But finally, after I'd said
something about my prospects, to make
It bustle? IlKlvJ beKnto think It
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Ftraujie slw didn't any anything." liud I
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ami,
was a f raid I wne getting II all
" 'I'll make ve a liood htisba
ty,' i said, hoping that was the right
thing.
"'If I should marry you, John,' alio
said, aud It M a the Hist time sho bad
optined ber lips, '1 will attend to iuak
Ing a good husband of you.'
"And she hast" laughod old Mr."
Makepeace, the corner of his eye oa hi
wife, i
DETECTIVE" STtfrilES.
I"ba I.IUrarr Wmkiwi la lb Naval
vf I'rlnia and Drtactloa.
I know of ouo good reason, and only
one, which really prevents detecdvi
stories standing among the noblest
forma of art. Most of the objections
j raised against them by the vague mind
I ed world of modem culture (probably
I the most vague minded world that hni
ever existed) nru quite narrow and
childish. To say that the detective tal
Is sensational Is simply to say that It
Is full of feeling or Is aesthetic. Acs
thetlc Is the Oreck for sensations I
Seusatlonal Is the Latin for aesthetic.
.To say that the thrill which It give
la connected with bald and poslrJvi
In. with bald and positive death and
not with any of the fine spun drawing
room emotions which It Is now thf
fashion to consider "deep," Is to pay
a high compliment ' ' '
. The Bible Is concerned with these
great plain sins and Judgments, fit
are the k-rent I reek dramas, so an
the tragedies of the Kllxnhethaii, ac
are the old ballads, and so are all men
anywhere who live lives sufficiently
real to have ever seen the great plain
sins and Judgments.
There Is one good argument, as I
have said, and one only, aicslnst th
IHillif mystery, and that Is that polht
mysterlea tit to destroy mystery
when they have created It A sad tale
should be saddest when we finish it;
a happy tale should be happiest wheu
we finish It; a stirring lale should be
most stirring st the end, a fantas
tic tale most fantastic nt the end.
But this kind of mysterlou tale Is
not moat mysterious at the end. It
Is then h-ast mysterious, r, rather,
not mysterious at all. Instead of niak
Ing a commonplace thing mystical
(the aim of all good art) the dwtec
tlve reverses the process and raakea
mystical thing commonplace. And
from this comes that one fatal weak
ness lu the seusNtloua! novel of orlros
and detection, the one thing that does
separate It, I am afraid, from great
fiction, tho fact that there Is no tin
pulse to read It again. A detective
tale we have read hi an empty bottle
of wine, sn esplodcd shell, a thing de
stroyed. The mystery of the sanity of
Hamlet l alive and kicking stlll-a
K. Chesterton In Iondon News.
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