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THE GAZETTE-TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, APRIL 17, 1924. 1 THANKFULLY YOURS 11 THE EXPERIMENT tup Timn imru inc. IIMIU JANtI 8 jEr IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIUIIM m r MARCARCT A. tWEENEY By MOLLIE MATHER By JANE GORDON Sues PAGE srx 0 I. lk 7 Matilda Iun!t slim, short and six ty, st nloLt: la licr ban-meat kitchen. Outsiue, agalnat tlit shining window with lu cross curtsln of dainty dim ity, t.'i rain slaiiLed and streamed In torrent. 111m Bennett having Just finished her midday meal, faced Idly at tht stnrm-lashed window, and her thoughts, trim thirty J part of taLIt I of ha to center about her "rooming guests." Between tht window and her brood ing eyea there tlljid the picture of a allm young man In a tawny raincoat, dripping wet Ha carried violin case, and hla rattier handsome face wai white and sullen. Tlit picture faded, and Matilda rota briskly, and took a black tin tray from the shelf behind the stove, and upon it aha placed a large yellow bowl which ahe filled with hot soup and covered with a plate, heaped with batter sandwiches. Then ahe climbed the four flights to tht top floor where, breathless, she panted to rest The black tin tray In her trembling hands bad become smeared, and the little woman wiped It clean and rearranged the sandwich ea before ahe knocked at the door of tht front square room." "I didn't tee yon go oat thlt morn fag, and I Just remembered that yon had a bad cold when yon came last Bight" ahe explained to her new guest "Now now don't thank me at all but alt right up and take thla while It's hot" The yonng man open the white Iron bed squirmed to a altting position, and the woman placed the black tin tray npon his lap. "I hare tht rooms on thlt floor te tidy up," she told him, "and TU be In for the tray on my way down." When the door had closed behind her the yonng man ate ravenously and drank the soup In great gulps; and long before ahe returned, the last crumb had disappeared. That soap was just fine," he greet ed his landlady when she entered, "and, believe me, I I appreciate" "How la your cold I forgot to ask ou, Mr. Mr. Dunlap?" "Thank you; It is Isn't cold. I'm subject to a a slight throat trouble, and In wet weather my voice becomes husky." Tm glad It Isn't a cold." Miss Ben nett lifted the tray, and from the door way she spoke again : "The day after tomorrow la my birthday and I I al ways Invite my rooming goests to have dinner with me on that day. I hope you can come." "That's mighty good of you, and I I thank you. I really have no home. I "Excuse me; I hear my telephone bell." The little woman hastened away, leaving Dunlap staring at tht closed door. "Booming guests !" There was de rision In his husky voice. "Rooming guests! Well, she la all right" he whispered to himself. Toward nightfall, while drawing the parlor shades. Miss Bennett saw Dun lap go out She watched him cross the treet his tawny coat collar turned high, and the rain beating down upon the soft rim of his black felt hat And the thooght came to her: Tm glad that I brought him that soup. He la young, and he looks troubled, and be has no home." And, ever mindful of the comfort of her "rooming guests," ahe added: "I must tidy up his room before he returns." Her thoughts still npon him, she went to the small desk In the parlor and opened the book where her lodg ers, as the law requires, had regis tered. She read again: "John Philip Dunlap, violinist former address 14 Staba avenue, Boston." Miss Bennett was about to climb the stairs to the top "front square room" when the newsboy brought the evening paper, and, pausing In the hallway to glance over the headlines. Miss Ben nett read: $2,000 Bewardl Messenger Miss ing. "John Dunn, messenger for the Tburlow Trust has disappeared with (30,000 in United States bonds. Dunn Is twenty-two, slight of build, medium height brown hair and blue eyes. Hla voice la noticeably husky. Two thou sand dollars' reward Is offered for in formation leading to his arrest or to the recovery of the bonds. He " Matilda Bennett hastily made her way to the top floor. Cpon the dress er in Dunlap's room she found a note addressed to her. She read : "Dear Madam If you bad known that I am a thief, hiding in your home from the police, you probably would Dot have been to kind to me. "Well, at heart I am not a thief, for I have been sorry every minute since I took what did not belong to me. It It my first attempt at stealing, and It will be my last "The 130,000 in bonds that I stole Is In the violin case In the closet and will you please call up the Tburlow Trust tomorrow morning and ask them to send for It? '1 am going away, provided I am sot caught and tent to jail, to begin all over again, and I am going to try to be the kind of a man that you, no doubt thought me to be when you brought ma that nice hot soup today, because you thought me sick with a cold. 1 "Some day when I have made good, I I'll come and have dinner with you. j "Thankfully yours, "JOHN DCNN." Don't Overlook the Big Sale at PEOPLES HARDWARE CO. iC W(cm NwaiapT UaloM ratrkia's guardian sighed. It was not the first time that hla niece had brought frui Mm thlt algn of dis tress. My drar Bob," he said, "I dont tee how 1 can iutluence Patsy to marry you, 'though that is the dearest wish of mj heart You have those staying ijualities ll'fct Patricia's willfulness need. Why Is she averse to you?" "Averse!" Fn exclaimed, indig nantly, "Why, Pat loves nie as much as she can set lie down to love any body." The man leaning against the desk smiled. vhen she ill, ahe will,' " he quot ed. " "and you may depend on't' 'When she won't ahe won't and there's an end on't' Did you ever try making Patsy Jealous? I've heard that la a great remedy for tardiness in love." Tve thought Td like to try her out on that" Bob said. A stenographer entered the office at this moment and gathering up some notes left the room. "I will see you presently, Miss Orme," the lawyer said. The young woman smiled. Bob wheeled about as ahe smiled. "Jovel he exclaimed, "what a graceful, ladylike girt. Poise, Barney, poise, in every line. Where'd ahe come from?" Bamett Adams sank into a chair. Tve Just thought of a possible plan. Bob," he returned. "Better stay a few minutes. Miss Orme is a par ticular friend of Pat's. Ton have not been privileged to meet her, because the girl forswears society In general She was Patricia's college chum. It was Pat who persuaded me to employ her, and Miss Orme has made good in the business world. Occasionally Pat brings her to take dinner with us. Miss Orme is always eager to show her gratitude to me for my interest In her behalf. Also, ahe knowa our delightful, provoking Patsy well And Is as anxious as I for her future wel fare. All of which," added Barnett Adams, "leads up to the plan which I am considering. It might be well to ask Pat to Invite her friend to the house for several evenings and if you happened in, that would appear only tire natural thing. Miss Orme forewarned, would, I think, be able to resist your dangerous fascination. Bob, If you should devote yourself to her for a short space of time. If our difficult charge shows signs of Jeal ousy well, then, press your advan tage." Bob, passing out later through an adjoining office, glanced toward the smooth, dark head of Miss Olive Orme and thought that his task would not be a hard one. "Of course 111 ask Ollie, the dear,' Patsy warmly assured her uncle that evening and in return for my will ingness, you'll come out of your shell, guardian Barney, won't your "It's one thing being a bachelor by preference and another to be selfish in your own satisfaction. Til let Bob come, and we will have a Jolly eve ning together." The evening, when It arrived, was not as Jolly as anticipated. And there seemed to be no reason for this, Patricia, at the piano, could not un derstand what was the matter. Uncle Barnett had come obligingly "out of his shell" or out of his usual com fortable place In his study, and Olive Orme was her gay, old-time, college self. Bob was apparently charmed with this heretofore unknown friend of Patsy's, and Ignoring Uncle Bar ney, lingered to chat at her aide. Patricia remained at tht piano. She was alone a novel experience for the popular young woman. When Mist Orme arose to go. Bob, with a hurried excuse to Patricia, went with her. "Wouldn't do to let the girl go home alone." he whispered. Patsy gathered up her music. "Good night" ahe abruptly told her guardian. Patricia's guardian was sadly dis tressed and the ball which he had started rolling was now impossible to stop. - Without invitation the formerly dis tant Miss Orme came frequently to Patricia's home to spend an evening, and on these evening? Bob also would be sure to appear. Back In the office the employer re garded his stenographer with In creasing coldness. And while Miss Orme appeared to be perplexed by this attitude, she was not distressed. After s succession of sleepless nights Barnett Adams felt called upon to ask hit former favorite a question. He summoned Bob. "Tour plan?" he asked caustically. "May I be permitted to know if It has had the desired result, or have you become Indifferent regarding that re sult?" Bob grinned. "Those two precious girls have been taking us In," he said. "Seems that Olive dropped a hint of our experiment and they decided to play up to us. However, Patsy Is going to marry me. Says she had no Idea that I could play the flirting game to expertly, and cannot afford to take further risk. And Patsy also aayt, I added Bob, the grin widening, "that j the experiment has shown her the state of your feelings toward Olive. And as far as Olive is concerned- Pat thinks we might make It a double wedding. "Ton can't beat Patricia," her lover ad"led proudly. "Tou will not be afraid," they said to Jauey as they left her alone' In the big silent house. Stephen lingered. "I hate to leave you." he regretted, and sighed wearily. "It't tlmt everlasting business. In terfering even with my pleasure In your visit The otfict men will not work overtime to I have to." Janey reached up to help her fiance on with his fur coat "la the revolt as bad aa ever?" she asked. "Worse," Stephen Ware told her. There are two or three men among the workers who are firebrands. It taxes all my diplomacy to deal with them." Mrs. Ware turned back to chide her son. "If you are going to drop us at the reception. Stephen, you will have to hurry. The car la at the door. You will not be afraid, Janey?" ahe repeated her question. "I am sorry this sudden cold of yours prevents you from going with na." Janey, the guest of her fiances mother, lied bravely. "Oh, I shall not be afraid," she said. Tht auto rolled out of the drive. Janey, humming In an assurance which ahe did not feel, went back to the comfortable chair by the fire place and endeavored to become In terested in the book which Stephen bad told her would make her forget her solitary condition. Annoyed at her own cowardice, Janey sat up to listen. Eleven o'clock I The book dropped from her grasp. Smiling, she reclaimed It, pausing be fore resuming her reading to adjust her hair before a panel mirror against the wall opposite. A man, back in the shadows of the music room paused too, breathlessly. He wj a broad young man with a cap pulled down over his eyes watching the girl's every movement The man crept toward the Impres sive dining room. Its buffet was laden with costly silver; the silver candle sticks at either end bore the "Ware" monogram. Be advanced toward the silver-lined buffet , Then, threaten ingly, he swung around. The hereto fore absorbed young woman was rising to her feet Through the curtained doorway the burglar watched her move toward the telephone. She seated herself so composedly before the telephone stand that the man hesitated. Janey gave a number. "Taxi serv ice," ahe explained to central. The burglar waited, his threatening re volver In his hand. "Yes, please," the girl's voice was saying. "I would like to be called for at once. I am going on to a dance after the reception. Have Just de cided to go. Hurry over at once, to 48 Park lane 18 Park lane In five minutes? All right." Joe Gant drew back against the wall as she passed him on her way to a clothes closet which opened from the living room. She found there an opera cloak and a small hat which she ad Justed, sitting down, then, to await the expected taxi Joe decided to wait too, until sha should "be gone. Then the house to himself Stephen Ware's house to plunder. She would have to pass this cur tained recess on her way to the door. Joe moved stealthily toward the din ing room; he looked back and en countered the girl's eyes In the panel mirror. Something in her gaze told him that she had discovered him In that manner a short time previously. Boldly he stepped out Into the light. "I don't think," he said quietly, "that I will let you go. You've been too clever. Your taxi man can ring. "He won't ring," Janey heard her self coolly answering. "The man will force entrance, for It was not a taxi that I called, but the police." The burglar came forward menacing ly. "I heard you say " he muttered. "You heard me," she explained, "when I covered the telephone mouth piece. You also heard me when I asked the police to hurry over at once In five minutes. They knew what that meant I think I hear them now. It will make it harder for you," Janey hastily added, "to be found with that pistol." The burglar stared at her, his at titude quickly changing. "You've got to let me out of here," ht demanded. "I did not come of my own account I was sent by our so ciety. We work for Stephen Ware, and ha gets rich out of our labor. We wanted to take from him soma of our earnings let him see how It feels to be robbed. I've got a mother who will go crazy when she reads this, In the paper an' Tve got sisters at school. Tm telling you the truth." "Then," Janey said, "you are one of the firebrands that are ruining Stephen Ware's men. You are most unjust I happen to know. Straight conscientious work will bring you the reward that you prefer to fight for. Will you be Stephen Ware's friend af ter tonight? 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