she had com e a fte r w as u p stairs in lief own boudoir. If she w as to m eet D enis Brown a t th e end of th e beach road she m ust hasten. In her boudoir she sa t dow n before the little satlm vood w ritin g desk and unlocked It. It w as grow ing late, a n d the room w as quite dark. She w e n t to the w indow and u n fa ste n ed a s h u t ter. It banged in th e wind, a n d h er fa ir h a ir w as tossed into d isorder b e fore she finally fixed th e ca tc h and closed th e sash. She w ent back to th e desk and open ed a secret d ra w er w hich w as stuffed full of letters. T hese she c a rried to the h ea rth and heaped into a little pyre and touched a m atch to it. T he blue P a u la F e a th e rsto n w as a c re a tu re sm oke curled sp irally u p w a rd ; th en of Im pulse. She had accepted h er h u s the papers b u rst into sudden flame. W ords stood out clearly here a n d ban d on Im pulse an d m arrie d him on there, b rief m essages ou t of th e p a st Im pulse. B efore th e honeym oon had w ritten in le tte rs of fire. w an ed she decided th a t she h ad m ade "T he m om ents have been hours an d a m istak e. Dick F e a th e rsto n w as a the hours days. My d e a re st sw ee t serious, m a tte r of fa c t fellow w ith a heart. be carefu l of yourself. If a n y stro n g will. H e never allow ed his thing should happen— T om orrow I h e a rt to ru n a w ay w ith his head. If shall call you w ife—m y d a rlin g w ife!” W ith a flurry th e la st le tte r shot up his w ife w as In e rro r an d he w as su re the chim ney, a black, ch a rre d thing, she w as in e rro r he re fu sed to con- I dead, like th e ir happiness. T h a t w as done th e error. alw ays th e w ay w hen one expected too T hen, too, Dick w as a d ifferen t m an , m uch of life, a n d Dick had been d isa p socially fro m those to whom P au la had pointing. H e had cu rb ed h er in ev e ry been accustom ed. l i e w as no t a danc thing. No w onder she h ad rebelled. She tried to laugh as she rem em ber- ing m an ; he w as no t a social leader; he w as ju s t plain Dick F eath ersto n , ed h er ab su rd happiness th a t evening w ith n o t a ra y of g litte r in his m ake when they arriv ed a t S eaw ays to spend up. W hen P a u la had in troduced him th eir honeym oon. T hey had m ade to one o f h er society frie n d s th e young m uch cerem ony ab o u t lighting the h ea rth fire in th e lib rary , an d Dick had w om an said to her, "N ot a t all the recited th e “ " a n g in g of th e C ran e" as kind of p erson I supposed you would they sa t on th e se ttle nnd w atch ed th e m a rry .” flames. E very y e a r a f te r th a t they had W ith in a few y e a rs a f te r the m a r spent a few m o n th s a t S eaw ays until riag e o f D ick a n d P au la th e re < nine a last year, w hen th e break cam e. Since 'd e lin ite re su lt to Paula'.-, d issa tisfa c tio n then she had tra v e le d the w orld over, w ith h e r husb an d. D enis B row n w as the g ay e st of th e gay in every fashion e x a c tly th e kin d of m an h e r friends supposed she would m arry . H e was able resort, w hile Dick pegged a w a y in a cotillion lender, a club m an, a Indy the S treet, nnd baby Polly w as spoiled by a d o tin g g randm other. killer. D enis saw th a t nil w as not rig h t b etw een P au la an d her husband. 1 Suddenly h er face grew tense, and H e began by feeling a pride in being sfte closed h er eyes. T h in g s w ould be fa v o red b y a m arried w om an. B ut he b e tte r a f te r this, fo r she h ad m ade up h er m ind to go aw ay w ith Denis d id n o t sto p here. H e p ersuaded P au la to leave h er h u sb an d and child and go B row n. T hen—then Dick w ould have no ex cu se for w ithholding h er freedom . a w ay w ith him. T he elopers w ere to m eet n e a r Dick ; As fo r FMly, w hy, G ra n d m o th e r F ea th e rsto u 'b su m m er c o ttag e by the F e a th e rs to n had undoubtedly w eaned sea. P au la s ta rte d w ith a wildly | th e bab y a w a y from her m other. T a n ia 's h e a rt hardened, an d she b e a tin g h ea rt. T he journey seem ed too sh o rt. W hen th e tra in drew Into laughed u n p leasa n tly . T h e F eather- th e little s ta tio n she paused for an in sto n s w ere all th a t w ay—proud and s ta n t on th e p latfo rm an d then ran stiff necked a n d conventional to a dow n th e step s to the highw ay which fa u lt. She could safely say th a t there w as no ache in h er h e a rt for a n y one— cu rv ed sh arp ly a w a y to w a rd th e sea. D ow n a v ista of golden liued m aples Dick, baby Polly or a n y one! She w alk ed d efiantly to th e m irror sh e sa w th e blue w a te r and the curl in g w h ite c rested w aves. It w as Octo- | and. rem oving h er h at, looked closely ber, a n d all of the su m m er cottages a t h e r fa ir face. She w as a s lovely as w ere closed. T h ere w as a n a ir of ever. T he tw o y ea rs o f s tra in and deso latio n in th e boarded w indow s and w o rry h ad no t m n rred h e r beauty. She th e b a re v eran d as. T he w ind was m u st keep h erself lovely fo r D enis’ keen a n d th e re w as a p u n g en t sm ell of sake. D enis w as an a rtis t, a dream er, b a y b e rries from th e san d y bluffs th a t a lover of b eauty, a n d if she had dis ap p o in ted Dick, w ho wns not a beau ty ra n dow n to th e beach. M rs. F e a th e rs to n passed beyond th e w orshiper, she m u st no t fail to hold la s t sm all co ttag e an d rounded a Jut- j D enis’ love forever. tin g p o in t of land to tu rn into a cob- | A little te rro r took possession o f h er blesto n e g atew ay th a t led to a m ore fo r th e m om ent, b u t she sh rugged im p re te n tio u s house. T h ere w ere grassy p atien tly a n d tu rn e d aw ay from the law n s dap p led w ith b rillia n t au tu m n glass. leaves, a n d back of th e house w as a D enis w ns to m eet h er n t th e end of g arag e, b u t th e re w as evidence th a t th e road, a n d th e y w ere to go in his ca r th e place h ad boen long u n ten an te d . to Boston. She had w a n ted th is hour P au la F e a th e rsto n in serted a key in to h e rse lf b efo re sh e le ft S eaw ay s fo r th e fro n t door nnd ra th e r h esitated ever. a t th e g u st o f m usty a ir th a t rushed G en tly sh e closed th e door a n d w ent out ns th e sea breeze sw ep t in. to w ard th e sta irs. H a lfw a y dow n the W hen sh e h ad closed th e door nnd flight sh e stopped short. stood w ith in th e silen t house sh e hesi F rom so m ew here in th e house cam e ta te d again. th e sm ell of b u rn in g wood—i t w as ce T h e d e a r fa m ilia rity of th e hall dar, p erh ap s d riftw o o d —but, no; it s tru c k som e a n sw e rin g cord in h er j couldn’t be t h a t She w as q u ite alone h ea rt. She w inced as she tu rn ed aw ay an d p assed th ro u g h th e v ario u s room s in th e house. I t w ns m erely h er fancy. Som ething w h e re th e fu rn itu re w as sw ath e d in in th e h o u r h ad b ro u g h t back the p a st g h ostly Iflieu. B efore one cWked door too vividly. IIow m an y tim es she hail she p au sed an d th en p assed on. com e dow n th e s ta irs n t tw ilig h t sens I t w as h er h u sb a n d 's lib rary . I t wnji useless to e n te r there. 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TILLA M OOK. - - O REGON FRANK TAYLOR, Notary Public Cloverdale, Or©. h e a rth fire In the lib rary ! She m ust visit, th e lib ra ry too. She w an ted th a t d e a r p ictu re of Polly from D ick’s desk. H e could h ave as m an y m ore tak en as he chose, she th o u g h t b itterly , a n d he w ould h ave P o lly too. O f course the F eu th erslu n * w ould teach Polly to despise h er m other. B u t she m u st h asten ; D enis w ould be w a it ing. She tu rn e d th e knob o f th e lib ra ry door nnd entered. B efore th e w arm coziness o f th e room she stood in dazed w o n d erm en t. T h ere w as a g reat, ro a rin g fire o f d r if t wood on th e h ea rth , and so m ew h ere a g n arle d b it of ced ar w as sen d in g o u t fra g ra n t blue smoke. A red shaded lam p Illu m in ated th e room softly. Dick w a s w ritin g a t his desk, som e th in g big und splash in g . In h is d a sh in g w ay. C urled am ong th e cush io n s on th e settee w as Polly, f a s t asleep. A low tab le w as d ra w n close to th e Are, a n d on It w ere a sin g in g k e ttle nn d som e clum sily arran g e d tin y cups nnd saucers. P a u la recognized th em as P olly’s cherished toys. T h ere w ere o th er th in g s—a pot o f Jam a n d som e sta le looking sw ee t biscuits. T h ey m ig h t h av e been h u rried ly ru m m ag ed from th e chim ney cupboard. P a u la saw th ese th in g s in one s w ift glance. She also saw D ick’s broad hack as he b en t over th e desk. H e did not tu rn his head a t h er en tran ce. “ I m u st go!” she told h erself In wild alarm , b u t still she stood there, u frald to move. Dick did n o t tu rn his head, b u t p re s ently ho spoke, carelessly : “W e'v e been w a itin g ages fo r yon, dear. T he k e ttle ’s boiling over. I’ve prom ised Polly th a t sh e shall pour th e | tea.” i P a u la leaned a g a in st th e door a n d closed h er eyes. “C om ing, P a u la ? ” ask ed Dick a fte r | aw hile. She cam e fo rw a rd and, re stin g h er hands fo r su p p o rt on th e desk, leaned I to w ard him. " I—cam e here to n ig h t—to—to—ru n aw ay w ith D enis B row u!” sh e said. "Y es?” “W ell, you can n o t w a n t mo to pour ten fo r you now ?” she laughed b it terly. “P olly is to pour te a ,” lie rem inded h er gently. “ B esides, you will w a n t to say goodby to her.” “ A h!” she cried sh arp ly . “You are c ru e l.’’ l i e w as silent. H is pen ceased to w rite, and she knew th a t he w as s t a r ing into th e fire. H e m ust h ave suffered. Ills d a rk h a ir w as alm ost w hite. Polly stirred , opened h e r eyes, y a w n ed like a w h ite k itte n a n d s ta re d a t h er m o th er w ith unbelieving Joy. “Oh, m uvver, m u vver!” she sh riek e d a t last, ami, tu m b lin g off th e settee , sh e cam e to P au la's o u tstre tc h e d arm s. F o r a long tim e P au la held h er th ere, feeling her num bed h e a rt slow ly m elt ing u n d er th e touch of th e w arm littlo body. Baby kisses sm o th ered h er fuce a n d th ro at, an d littlo bab y ch u ck les of en d e arm en t fell on h er h u n g ry ears. A t last P au la lifted w e t eyes n nd looked s tra ig h t a t h e r h u sb an d . “ I cam e a fte r som e le tte rs o f m ine," sho said honestly. “ I m u st go now. T h is Is th e end.” Dick urose und w e n t to th e h e a rth tire. H e stood th e re w ith a n a rm on th e m antelpiece, his g ra v e eyes se a rc h ing h er face. “ I ’m sorry to spoil y o u r plan s, P a u la ,” he said slowly, “ b u t I c a n ’t allow an y m an to run aw ay w ith m y w ife, you know . You’ve had a y e a r or tw o o f freedom , nnd w hen I h eu rd —oh, w ell, he talk ed a little n t th e club a b o u t this, Polly, nnd I cam e dow n to sto p it. I m et D enis a t th e en d o f th e road. I cam e around th e o th e r w ay by m otor, a n d I th rash e d him und s e n t him hom e." A glad look cam e Into P a u la 's face. “ D ick!" she said softly, a n d sh e knew th en th a t th e h e a rth Are h ad n e v e r l»een dead. S om ething had blow n th e em b ers Into th e w a rm flume of love again. "Com e nnd m ake th e tea, m u v v er," pleaded Polly. mw