I.N silence Marcia and David cltrab
rd the hill. Something more
ihu the criBp, January air had
o.'i'pmrd tli radiant color in the girl's
rhfoKs, as she turned at the top of the
Mil to face the man.
"I've made tip my mind. David, and
I'm gnlng," abe said defiantly. "The
li e Is safe enough, Mr. Merrlckrevery
body says so;" she corrected hastily,
"and I guess other people know j
much about it as you do."
David winced at the scorn In her
voice. "Well, then, promise me that
youH stay on the meadow, Marcia," h?
said resignedly. "The river's unsafe
I dont care what that cad of a Mer
rick says " '
"He lsnt a cad." flashed Marcia an
grily. "He's Just the nicest man I ever
knew, and you're just Jealous and en
vious of him, David Weatherby."
David reddened resentfully, Ths
nan has bewitched you, Marcia." be
retorted sharply. "You've-not been
the same since be came here. You
cant see what everybody else tees," hs
went on hotly, "that It's not yon be
HE found her kneeling; on a
white bear akin before the
hearth, the firelight gleam
. tng over the rosy satin ot ber gown,
making ber hair dusky with shadows
and her eyea s-danee with Games. And
cascading from ber lap, strewn about
the floor, everywhere were letters
square ot paper, ribbons, envelopes I
With Quick movement ahe tossed
the cine ahe was reading Into, the fire
place before she waved a welcome to
him.
"Gracious, Billy, how early you
are!"
"Yes, but I thought we could talk
before the dance. You look say,
Pris," he challenged, "you look like a
valentine and tonight I'm ln the mood
to say 'may I be your ' "
"Are you? Well, don't say it!" In
terposed Prlscilla hastily. "It's not
my mood at all. I'm eleanlngfjjuse
I'm burning love letters."
Billy recovered quickly. He was
used to rebuffs from Prlscilla. This
w as his twelfth attempted proposal to
i her and It began to seem more natural
to consider her as a "pal" than as a
fiancee.
"Let me help." he picked up an en
velope. "Oh, J say, Pris! This is
mine! Let s not burn this!"
131
NOW then, 'Dreams,' get a bustle
on yon with those copies,
and put the long stop on that
high powered car driven by the Duke
ot Killlcrankle. Even in these days o!
help shortage we want efficiency Just
the 'same." Miss Johnson's razor-like
voice struck on Ann Flower's ear like
Ice.
A titter of amusement went around
the office at the head clerk's Intended
witticism, and many eyes were turned
for a moment to the gloomy corner
where the girl had sat for two years,
the target for all the teasing of the de
partment. Somehow or other it ,had
leaked out that Ann Flower indulged
ln day dreams, hence the nickname,
"Dreams," and the merciless sarcasm
that was her lot. What Anns
"dreams" verts, her fellow clerks only
Judged by their own, perhaps, or frora
the fact that the little Southerner had
come among them with the history of
being the petted darling of wealth and
SWINGING along the suburban
road, be was as wholesome
pleasing an old gentleman aa
could be found in a day's travel the
aort whom folks turn to give the aec
ond glance. Hi cheeks reminded one
of firm, rosy apples, and optimism and
good cheer were written large on ev
ery feature.
"Say, Caruso," he addressed a bird
who had- burst Into a frenzy of song
over his head, "don't ruin your vocal
rhords Just trying to climb an octave,
hiKhprAn the rest of the chorus."
Slopping to rest in the sjiade, with
head tilted sidcwfsc and eyes darting
everywhere, missing not an item of
Mother Nature's wardrobe, he was not
unlike a bright, inquisitive sparrow
himself. A bit of paper was nailed to
the tree, and he stepped closer to reau
It, then chuckled like a boy who, lag
fl'ng to school on a day when the fish
are biting, bears that the teacher is
elck.
"By jove!" he cried, slapping his
knee. ".Something new and original
under the sun at last!" This was the
otie:
"Wanted the wcrst way a grandad.
Apply to Edward Boylston."
"Now I have a hunch," murmured
the old gentleman, "that I might be a
ucccstful candidate for tblf position,
The Love That Wbn
wants, but the money that's In back
of you"
"Stop. David." cried Marcia. white
with passion. "You re a coward to say
such things behind another man s
back-on, I wouldn't have believed it
of you.'
The sob In her voice melted David s
anger. "Forgive me, Marcia," he said
uumoiy, out i couian i neip It. It
maddens me to see you go on believing
in his deceitful ways I I've loved
you so all these years, Marcia," he
stammered huskily, folding a strong
brown hand over her little gloved one.
"You're too late, David," she said
coldly, snatching away her hand. "Mr.
Merrlck asked me last nig'ht to marry
hlnj.
But you wont Marcia?" implored
the man.
"That's my affair, David Weather-
y."
With a groan be drew back from
her, turning away his face.
"I'm going back now, Marcia," he
said dully, at last. "You're not need
ing my company any longer."
"All right, you can haTe it," she
teased. "Silly boy! It is beanttful.
but I tell you I'm house cleaning!"
"Pris are you In love with anyone,
elser . '
"No, tndeedy, that'i why I'm burn
ing these up. ' Want to kindle this for
me? Use the white blrchwood. It's
more romantic"
"You, romantic!" he sniffed as he
obeyed. "You haven't even a heart!"
"You've told me 11 times that I had
yours. Here, put that down, air!"
Billy stared suspiciously at a blue
ribboned packet he had started to toss
to the Barnes.
"Aha, so we don't1 burn all the let
ters? That looks"
She snatched them from him, shame
faced but dimpling. "'That looks,'
does, it? Well, It's nothing t all, but
I don't want to burn them somehow."
"Somehow? Humph!"
"Well, I've bad them longer than any
of the others."
She aat back on her heels and
watched the leaping fire. Then she
laugHed softly. '
"Ydji don't know him, Billy. Shall I
tell you ?"
"Yellow curls and blue eyes, I sup
posean Apollo!" I
"No, but I called blm 'Sir Galahad,' "
When Dreams Come True
Southern aristocracy, until a gambling
father had forced ber into the work
markets of the North, followed by the
death ot both parents shortly after
ward.' .Ann pressed feverishly forward
with her typewriting. She knew that
she was slow . tbat morning, but her
head ached, while tears, big, silly
tears, smarted her eyes, blotting out
the splash of Spring sunlight on the
grimy wall opposite. .
Today she longed to creep away
from the clatter of the office, to sit in
a lane bordered with apple trees and
starry with pear blossoms to hear
someone call "Honey" or "Dear" ln
hat soft, endearing tongue. Away
fom the barbed Jests of the clerks,
who really didn't mean to be unkind,
and could not understand how much
she wanted to be just one of them,
with no "dreams" of dukes or her lost
home of wealth.
" 'Dreams,' I mean Miss Flower,
in eplte of no references. But how
the dickens 60 I apply? HI, there!"
aa he caught sight ot a brown bead
cautiously peeping over the hedge: "do
you know where I can locate Mr. Ed
ward Boylston?"
The brown bead slipped through g
gap ln the foliage, followed by eight
years' growth of boy. "It's rat I'm
him. Say, are you a grandaddy? I've
been watching ever since I put the
sign up, and you're the first one who
.looks as if you had 'sperlence."
! "Let's sit down and talk It over like
business men," proposed the elderly
boy. and the younger was quick to re
spond. "Wall, you see, I never had
one, and when I came here to live with
grandma because because" A swell
ing in his throat made speech difficult,
and ihe listener patted his knee sym
pathetically. 1
"I think I understand, old man; Juat
leave that out."
"Well, since I came here the kids
around our street brag something
fierce about their grandads snd what
they did In the war, and some have
graves to decorate. I can't even put
a Sag on my daddy's grave because It
is in France." He choked again.
"Grandma's all right, but she doesn't
understand us men. Wben I get hurt.
Instead ot saying, 'Brace up, young
M.MlL
Impulsively the girl held out' her
hand to him. "David, 1"
But wlln unseeing ejts he strodo
her, and she watched him go
si(,iy down (ne hm they had Juat
cumbed, watched, until the alder
-shushes at a bead of the road hid him
frora vlew. then slowly , wtBt 0B
home Ionei ft 0Bderlnj dully wbat llfs
would be like without David.
As she hurried about getting her
father's supper and preparing for the
skating party that night, Marcia soon
forgot her troublesome thoughts.
Alone In her pretty chamber, she
confided smilingly to the radiant re-
necttc" ln ner mirror "he was
young and wanted a good time." To
be 8ure- he lovd her; ut,sh had
come to accept the fact aa a part of
the plan of creation. . David's love had
no thrills In it It wu Just the plain,
homespun sort and she wanted
Impatiently she turned off the lights.
as If to shut out thd vision of a man's
laughing Hps and mocking black eyes.
Then slowly she went down 'Into the
she confessed. "He had black hair
and red cheek and twinkly eyes, but
such a Holy Grail sort of look Just the
same.' We went through grammar
school together. Then his minister
father became a missionary and they
moved to the Philippines. I havent
seen him since not tor 10 years. We
never corresponded. There are notes
written In school, invitations and
things. They're so different from the
others." She seemed trying to Justify
herself to him.
"Ill bet lt'a, because ot Sir Galahad
that you treat the rest of us so," hai
arded. Billy.
"Oh well', I sometimes wonder my
self the girl admitted, "but more
likely I"
"Say," said Billy, "What waa there
about Sir Galahad that made him so
different from the. rest of us?"
"He " Priscllla smiled with dreamy
reminiscence, at k the blue-ribboned
packet, he could wiggle his ears."
2LBJL
the 'boss' wants you in his office."
Again Miss, Johnson's voice smote
Ann's ear like ice, and all eyes flashed
to her corner.
"The boss?" repeated Ann stupidly.
"Yes, the 'boss,' and don't keep blm
waiting," snapped Miss Johnson.
Ann Flower stumbled to her feet.
All eyes seemed to burn Into her back
as she passed up the room. She knew
she had not done her work well dur
ing the last week, but they did not
know what It waa to sit up at night
and finally have to see a golden haired
baby die! Perhaps they did not
know what it meant to leave the dls-,
treated- mother sewing for a living to
keep two other little tow heads from
hunger. Ann had not been satisfied
with the doctor, and that morning had
herself telephoned for another physi
cian, not (he kind that usually calls at
apartment houses on the East side of
the city but there was something so
Insistent, so softly appealing and pite
fellow, me lad,' like Tim Ayer's
grandad, she says, 'Oh, poor lamb,
don't cry!' just like I was a sissy
girl. When I said If the next war
didn't come too soon I was going to
be a officer she said. 'Heaven forbid,'
and if I talk about war she just looks
sad. Why, last year Guy Ainsley rode
right in the procession 'longside his
grandfather, with a real uniform on!
Say, are you aeteran?"
"I was too young to get into the
ranks till the last year," confessed the
candidate, "and. then went s drum
mer boy, but I got a wound and a
medal at that. It strikes me, young
fellow, my lad, that you and I are
made for each other, but how do you
think I will qualify In your grand
mother's opinion?"
"Gee! I never thought of that," said
the advertiser; "let's go and aee. I
like you fine myself, and If ahe does
you'll knock the spots out of any fel
low's granddad that I know."
They marched up the lane ln true
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big living room to wait for Chester all right," he said lightly. "I'll mane
Merrick. you care give me a chance, Mara!v
At S o'clock he came for her. and , sh, lhrlHed ,t nls word, tn4 tno
they set forth gaily toward the skatjns look ln hl!l eyM, H, hrr
grounds. Marcia's heart beat faatfc WM , cup of j held oul to her
- mi uijiiurBB.
urer me iree lops a goiuen moon
was rising majestically, an in th
white llgbX of Its glory the snow lay
glistening about them Jjke myriad dia
monds. " "Oh. how lovely It Is out rinnrn in.
night!" cried Marcia. as they walkedtral homei of hw Prou old ''her ab
brlskly along the moonlit road. . orbed in his 'books, and she shud
'"Yes, but not half as lovely as, 'red with an unknown fear. , Was
you" , ' ,
"Don't please," said Marcia quickly.
""You promised "
"Forgive me," he ssjd.- "But how
long am I to wait for my answer, Mar
cia?" ' . J t
The girl shook her bead. "I don't
know," she replied evasively. "I'm not
sure, she hesitated.
"Of what, Marcia?"
"That I care enough," she answered
simply.
Merrick laughed softly. "Oh, that's
An Accomplished Man
"The donkey!" sputtered Billy.
Priscllla started indignantly
"why!" Then she sprang, laughing to
ber feet and reached for her cloak.
"Poor Billy," ahe soothed him. "It
does sound asslnlne, but just now I
can't think of anything else distinc
tive about htm. Let's on to the dance.".
It was during the first dance that
Billy said suddenly:
"Well, I suppose I could practice?"
"Practice what?"
"Sir Galahad's parlor trick."
"Billy Martin! Don't you dare or
1 11 never"
Have you seen the diplomat yet?"
Hissed Helena's whisper In her ear as
the couptes happened to bunch in a
corner. "The best-looking thing, and
he's been everywhere and "
1 But the -couples had drifted apart
again and Prlscilla, forgetful of the
diplomat, turned Impulsively to Billy.
"Billy, I've Just had an Idea!"
"No!" . ', .-.'.' V
333C
By
fa:
ous in the girl's voice over the wire
that Dr. Sunderland bad promised to
come.
"Good morning Miss Flower," the
"boss' " voice came to the girl's senses
through waves of pain, but It bad lost
Its keen edge and his si eel blue eyes
looked at her with a misty softness.
"Sit down; no, just here," he indicat
ed a chair near his desk. It waa then
that Ann was conscious that there was
someone else ln the office, tall young
man with smiling eyes.
"This is Dr. Sunderland. . . ."
"Oh, the children are not worse?"
Ann Interrupted the "boss" " Introduc
tion ln a frightened voice.
"No, the kiddles are going to pull
through In fine shape, thanks to your
foresight, Miss Flower."
The "boss" cleared his throat "Dr.
Sunderland has told me, Miss Flower,
that you have been sitting up at night
with a sick baby for over a week, until
it died; you have also been helping
Tlie Fifth
military style and there on the wistaria-covered
piazza sat the dearest
specimen of old ladyhood you would
wish to see. Truly, she looked good
enough to eat. Her eyes were bright
like the stranger's and the apple tints
in ber cheeks more delicate. If
matches were made in heaven it real
ly seemed an oversight on the part of
some--guardian angel that these two,
kindred spirits hid not gone into part
nership long ago.'
"Well, Prudence," said the visitor
wlth a gallant bow. "wa meet again.
"Edward, my boy, will you run away
now and make out a list of duties that
a grandfather Is supposed to per
form?" As he sped away the old gentleman
gave her the gist of what I hare told
you and then added a bit more on his
own account straight fronuthe shoul
der, f
"Prue." said he. "you know I've
loved you most ever slnci I was out
of short dresses. Puprr love, calf
why
pot take it and be happyEven
aa she trembled-wKh 'desire,, David's
worda came strangely back to her.
"It's not you he wants, but the mon
ey that's in back 6 yQU."
She thought of ber beautiful ances-
David right?
With an effort,, she "shook off the
spoil of the man and the hour-'
"You'll have to wait," ahe said eolff
ly; and he, seeing the change in her,,
submitted with veiled Imapttence.
The Ice was thickly dotted with hap
py young coup), when Manila and
Merrick arrived at the. meadow
Tor awblle they mingled with the
.crowd. Both were expert skaters; and
as they gilded in am out among' the
throng, Marclaa fears slipped from her
v.
"Yes, I have" v she paused until
they finished tome 'intricate steps.
"Billy, I think I don't believe you're
in love with me."
"Well, I've told you"
"But I (hlnk It would be best Billy,
why dont you fall ln love with Hel
lene?" 1
"I might Just as well!" fumed Billy.
"-"Good! I've begun to think," she
added, seriously, "it isn't fair to daw
dle you when I'm perfectly sure"
"You're all right, Priscllla," he pat
ted ber approvingly and In htg brother
fashion. VBut, Pris, before you mar
ry a man for his ears, consult me."
"Poor boy! 1r Galahad rankles.
Billy, who is that black-haired, dis
tinguished looking man? Billy, who is
he?"
"He? Oh, he's that diplomat."
"Billy, Introduce him to me! Next
dance! Will you, please?"
"Sure, what' the rush?" questioned
the faithful.
Phil Moore
out the mother with two other chil
dren all this Winter with your salary;
you could Just aa well have loft her
and gone to mora comfortable quar
ters.",. "But I couldn't; she was good to me
... and U waa hard for her to get
a boarder who 'liked children . . .
and I did. I'm 'sorry It my work suf
fered here . '., . but I couldn't
leave her when the baby got 111 and
died!" AnntFlower'a purple blue eyes
grew big and piteous.
"Honey," the vDlee of'the "boss" was
just aa aoft as any of ber Southern
"mammies," and be came to her side1
and patted ber on the shoulder, "I did
not know that I had such a real, lire
girl ln my employ! I guess my charac
ter reading expert Is worth what I pay
him after all, if he gets Some Ilka
you, bless your heart! But Dr. Sun
derland Vants to have a talk with you;
you've come from a homo where there
Is a pretty sick bunch, and he's afraid
Proposal
dove, youth's and manhood's love was
all yours, and now in the last stages is
aa deep as ever, though somehow you
have always eluded me. First, your
circumstances were so much better
than mine that I went away without
speaking till I could ' give you the
comforts you deserved, that was a
fatal mistake, for wben I returned you
were pledged to another, and much
good did my money do me. It grew
till I felt ashamed to. make any more,
and retired from business to enjoy life.
And do I enjoy It? ,
"Over there in the city I rattle
around In my great housa and get so
lonely thatthe other day I smacked
the butler on the back and cracked a
joke, and he wouldn't have been half
so horrified If I had slapped the cook's
face. Tbey told me to play golf to
take up my mind. I can ruin the best
links Inside of an hour, and If that
Is Improving my mind I could Just as
well go out In tlfe back yard and swat
the turf wltb a baseball bat.
and she was the gayest, loveliest ot
them all. t
Merrick watching ber, felt bis pulses
leap and his determination grow. Ha
guided ber away from the laughing4
crowd, out where the meadow Joined
the river,
Marcia thought ot David's warning.
"Do ydu think the river's safe?" she
asked.
' "Perfectly. As if I'd lead you any
where that wasn't safe!" he reproach
I'd her gently
She laughed and glided away from
Im, down the moonlit river alone.
Meanwhile that night, David bad
closed hla book ln disgust.. What did
it matter whether he became a lawyer
or not, now that he had lost Marcia?
He bad been a fool to tlili she would
'ever car for a cripple like blm.
Rising, be decided to take a walk, as
was bis habit when troubled.
Unconsciously be took the river
Toad. Jn the distance fie could bear
'the merry voices of the skaters on the
meadow, and a sudden fear smote him,
as be thought of Marcia. Would Mer
rick dare to take ber on the river?
' David, quickened bis steps. At the
point where . the meadow Joined the
river he vaulted the wall, walked
across the Deld and came out upon the
river bank. .
The river was deserted,
By
But the orchestra leader began wav
ing his arms frantically "Men on one
aide of room girls on other!'1
Laughing, the couples complied.
These dances were highly Informal.
"Men advance on run to choose"
boomed the deep voice again, and Uie
mualc commenced a new theme ot
whimsy allurement.
Dash slide a stampede fesceude1
upon the expectant line ot girls ami
"Pris, please "
"Miss Bartelle, may 1?" '
"Just t this one"
As usual, aa unfair percentage ef
swallow-tails clustered, urgently la
front of rriscilla, There waa a
witchery about the girl and they
adored her, '
She smiled up at them, putzled for a
new way ot choosing. She had count
ed out before. She had taken 'the
shortest, the fattest, the
She caught sight ot the black-haired
that you may be In for a dose. We would alt ln hla office and think how
don't want It spread around the office, much'one little underpaid typist bad
and whatever the damage is, remem- done . . . while be, with hla thou
ber, I toot the bills." sands, onlyfcanned" them to see If be
Poor little "Dreams' " head (eetbed waa losing out on bis character read
In a whirl of aches and surprises after lng expert In' engagjng help! What
the "boss" left her In ' Dr. Sunder- had be to boast of In the way of char
land's care. It waa so good to feel his actcr anyway?
cool fingers on her wrist, to be treat f But days came 'when Dr. Sunder
ed with a tenderness that seemed to land's "Dear" won the day.
want to make those big. silly tears "I take my vacation next week . . .
come again. and I am going South, ha announced
It waa a dream ot wonderful peace, ln his most professional manner one
to find oneself In a Cool, gray and day.
white hospital room, with a pretty red- The shadows got tangled up la Ann
haired nurse ready to do one's bidding. Flower's lashes. It would be so lone
But there were days when little Ann ly without this big, dependable young
Flower did not answer to Dr. Sunder-' Northerner,who somehow could call
land's "Dear" with a smile of shy wel- her both "Honey" and "Dear," Just aa
come, and sights when he would come .endearingly as they did In the South,
and ahake his head and turn hastily "This 'fiu-sjpnia' haa left you pret
from the pretty, fever-Hushed face and ty weak, and I want you to make the
wonder why we have to find the best In trip under my care."
our scheme of life, to, lose it again. "But . .. ."
There were days, too, when Miss John- "No 'huts' In thls'caae, we are gblng
on and the department could not bear to be married before wa start, that Is,
to see the patch of sunlight shine on if you are willing, Honey, dear?"
the dust covered typewriter cover In And Ann Flower whispered happily
the gloomy corner, without a catch In from his arms,' "They can't call me
their throats when they remembered 'Dreams' again, I've realized the only
how they had teased dear, patient little 'dream' I ever hid . , . Just a
"Dreams." Days when the "boss" borne, and you I"
By
"Since your husband died I've asked
you to marry me four times and 'you've
always put me off with a poor excuse.
This makes the fifth and last"
"I'm blest!' croaked a raucous voice
from the shadowa, "what would Eliza
beth say?" and cackling parrot laugh
ter gave the little old lady time to cov
er her confusion.
"Polly Is right," she said. "What
would Elizabeth and everybody else
say?"
' "Don't be a prude, Prudence! Whose
business Is it? What does your own
heart say?" V
"My bead says, 'I'd be an old simple
ton,' " she snapped. "I've always
tried to live up to my name, but to
marry at our age!" t
"As I said before' Prudy, this Is
final. If you refuse, you , not only
wrong me, but the boy. Think what
my money would do tor him! You
want him to have the bestrflon't yodl
Just as bis parents would if tbey had
lived, and you know that your finan
"I'm a tool,-, thought David, "I'll go
home." ' ,
But he dldnt: being David, be sat
down upon log under, a pine Instead,
He "had been used t taking care of
Marcia so long that It never struck
struck blm now that ha waa spying.
' Suddenly be caught bli breath
sharply, Waa that Marcia and Mer
rick out there on the river? Leaping
to his feet, be stood waiting tensely In
the shadowa. , -
He saw the girl leave Merrick's aide,
heard her laugh and the treacherous
Ice crack. , , ,
Too late, be called a warning to her,
with a despairing cry she sank Into
the black waters.
Fortunately the river was narrow
here, and Marcia waa but a short dis
tance from David's side of the bank,
when the catastrophe happened.
When she Vose the first time, David's
strong arms lifted her to safety and
carried her to the river bank! To BTs
surprise Merrick bad .disappeared. '-
Marcia opened ber eyea slowly,
"David," she whispered Into hla
white face, "I knew you'd eome. You're
always going to take care of me, aren't
you. David J" ; ' t
"Do you want me to, Marcia?" he
asked husk)ly. ,
"Forever and ever," aba breathed. .
- And David waa satisfied.
Joella Johnspn
diplomat in the background and then
she dlmptad '
, l"I wonder," ahe confided, wnlmste-ally-can
any of yon wlggla your
ears?"
There waa a moment if startled si- ,
lenct, then a mad quiver of facial con
tortions. "By George, what"
"Oh. I sajr "
"Have a "
"Sure." grinned the diplomat, and
proved It aa be offered bis arm.
"Pris, you- imp," be said, boyishly.
"I wasnt aura It waa really you"
"Mr Galahad!" aha exulted, "those
ears!" and then grew unaccountably
ihy as be led her away.
a
The They Canned Blm. ,
Customer Where will I find the
candelabra?
New Floorraan All canned goods
are In the grocery department on the
fourth floor. ' i
Parke Whitney
cial circumstances are not what they
once were." 1 ;
"Well," said the besieged, Ob, so
loth to surrender, and yet visibly
weakening ber defences; "If you put it
that way, I will admit that I get lone
ly myself. Elizabeth la wrapped up In
her career and only comes homa
nights because aha feels It her duty to
look after me, so ot course aha would
be relieved ln a way. So, It you wish
It, Joel. 'Yes! and I must say It la rv&
good of you to want us." '
Only the parrot aaw bow that an
swer waa received, and rasped out In
a shocked tone, "What would Eliza
beth say?" ' ,
0
' Quite Carried Away.
Critic Jh Is snowstorm you have
painted is very realistic.
Artist It must be. why, a friend of
mine called the other day, and after
seeing It he put on my artlcs and
walked oft. '
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