Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, February 26, 1912, Page 2

A PAGE TWO ‘;\ 1The GIIR MY DRI, VLLIZATION QF THE ALAY BY fl?z%fi%fl%dfl AND OI7T0 HAUERBAOY orr S - NOVELIZED BY WLELR D IMESBIT ~# SYNOPSIS. r CHAPTER I Harry Swifton llg.- ning along in his auto, his tho 7] dwelling in happy anticipation of a com- ing visit from his flancee. Lucy Medders, a uakeress, who nursed him when he was injured In an auto accident out in the country. His mind taken off of his sur- roundings by these pleasant thoughts he crashes into another auto contalning 8 german count and a beautiful woman. 'he woman's hat is ruined. Absent-mind- odly Harry thrusts the remnants of the escape. bat in his pocket and makes his CHAPTER II. Carolyn, Harry's sister, @rrives to play hostess. Socrates Prim- mer, a distant pelative of Lucy's, arrives with a hat intended aa & gift to Lucy. Harry 18 trafled “, his home by the Ger- gl:: count and the lady of the damaged P CHAPTER IIl, * For a moment the couple looked at Harry and Harry looked at them, It would be difficult to say whether they or he felt the greater surprise. “l want that hat!” spoke the lady, in determined tones. “Yess. Ve vant dot hat!” sald the gentleman. “I haven't a hat,” Harry explained. The German was about to explode in a few belligerent remarks, but the lady put her hand on his arm to re strain him, and said in milder tones: *“You can help me out of a most dis- tressing situation, sir.” “How 80, madam?”" Harry asked. “We have just come from the new milliner’s around the corner. I recog- nize you as the gentleman who figured in that unfortunate accident this morn- ing, and strangely enough the milliner says that she sent to this house within an hour the perfect duplicate of my hat, which your auto ruined.” “Yellow it vas,” interrupted the Ger- man. “Yellow, mit red pupples on it.” “Popples, not pupples, count,” sald the lady. “Now, sir,” to Harry, “I must have the hat which was sent here. Mine was an imported model and the milliner had but this one duplicate.” “There has been no hat delivered here,” Harry replied. “But It was,” the lady argued. “And I must have it.” “I vill go now, iff you please,” sald the German, who had been growing mere and more nervous, evidently be fog anxious to be well out of the serape as soon as possible, “No,” Harry sald, sternly. “Wait Socrates Primmer was a School Teacher Who Considered Himself a Poet. & mizute. If the hat was sent here, I should know it. There may be a | mistake. Ring up this milliner per | son and find out just what there is to It. Use the phone there, madam.” | The lady smiled with rellef, went to the phone and called for a number. “Hello,” she said. Daphne Dafington there? you, Ma’'mselle?” “Daphne Daffington!” Harry tered. “Can't be little Daphne I to fiirt with!” “This is Mrs. Blages,” the lady sald into the phone. Harry started at that “Mrs. Blages!” he said in a hoarse whisper to the German. “Not Mrs. General Blages? “Exactly!” the German assured him, “Where 414 you deliver that Quplt- cate of my hat?” Mrs. Blazes asked. After the reply, still holding the re- celver to her ear, she turned and asked Harry: S | Carolyn Was a Jolly, Romping Girl. “Is Ma'mselle ' Is thh} “What's the number of this house?” “Three hundred and ten.” “They say it didn’t reach here,” Mrs. Blazes sald into the phone. “What? You are sure it did? You will come over yourself? Thank you.” 8he hung up the receiver and turned to Harry with: “She is positive that the hat was delivered here, and to make sure she says she will come herself. Now, that bat iy here, evidently. And I must have it.” “Yess,” the German belligerently added. “Ve must haft it But Harry had by this time divined who the German was—he could be no fho glen than the dapper Count yon Ftz, whose fiirtatious éscapades weré discussed on all sides. And, this being Mrs. Blazes, and the General being worried because his wife had not yet come home, Harry could put two and two together and reason that the Count and the dashing Mrs. GHiagzes had gone for a jolly littlg ride through the park, which ride had been spolled by the untoward accident which de- stroyed her hat. “Why don’t you go and get a hat— any kind of a hat?” he asked. “I'll be glad to pay for it, as I was par- tially at fault when your hat was ruined.” “Oh, sir,” Mrs. Blazes answered, “I wouldn't dare to go home without that particular hat, or its exact duplicate. My husband 1s very jealous. He would be sure to want to know where the original hat had gone—in fact, it is his favorite hat. Please, please glve me the hat.” “But I tell you I haven't it. I'd give it to you in a minute if I had it.” “Vat a nonsense!! the Count cried. Mrs. Blazes was about to say some- thing, when a strange voice was heard outside. “Right up here? Thank thee.” was the voice of Amos Medders. “Great heavens!” Harry hissed. “They've come. My future father-in- law, and my future flancee!"” “Aba!” the Count sald, malevolent- ly. “Unless you gif us der hat ve vill make some trouble.” “Please go!” Harry begged. *Please! I haven't the hat. I'll get you a whole hat store, it you'll only go!” But they were adamant. Mrs. Blases, nerved to desperation because she knew she simply could not go home without her hat, planked her oelf into a chalr and announced that she would stay right there until he §ave her her own hat. Aa inspiration came to Harry. Tak- ing Mre. Blages by the arm he sald: “I'll send out and get you the hat. I'll get that milliner to rush another It l duplicate for you. Here, hide in here for & while. You understand there'd be no end of talk if you were found here. He rushed Mrs. Blazes to the door of his own room and pushed her in and slammed the door, then turned to the count. “Now you may g0,” he sald. Sabbed the Count by the gs it HE T the other fi' in ES b : "‘ o~ THE EVENING TELEGRAM LAKELAND, FLA., FEBRUARY 26, 1912 gs of a bachelors uen. On the table lay a deck of cards, \ 3 half smoked cigar, an opened box of cigarettes, and some scattered red white and blue chips. “Oh-h-!" Lucy gasped. “Isn’t 88 lovely, father?” “And this"—Mr. Medders sald— “this is Harry's home?" “It seemeth different from our ows home, doth it not?" Lucy asked, shyly. “Verily, daughter,” home.” “Why,” Lucy picture, “see the ladies in the rainy day skirts!" “l see the ladles,” Medders sald, drily, “but where are the skirts? Verily, daughter, they must bave teared a flood.” “Perhaps,” Lucy offered, seeing that her father viewed the picture with dis- »proy;u, “perhaps 1t is a Dbiblical scene, “Nay, daughter. If it were, more people would be buying Bibles.” Medders turned from the picture, and his attention was caught 'Izy the piafuaite of ghe Venus do Miid, K looked at it lnt_gntl{‘ : “This s & sad s g\t, daughter,” he remarked. “Becauge her arms are broken, fa Lucy Medders, ther?” Lucy asked, innocently, not un- derstanding that her father was ex- pressing a disllke to such works of art. “Peradventure she broke them oft trying to hook her dress in the back,” gshe continued, merrily. “She hath no dress to hook,” Med: ders sald, solemnly. “But, aside from these, the place hath a seemly look.” CHAPTER Iv. From the hallway came gliding i the sorrowtul figure of Socrates Prim- mer. He caught his breath sharply at sight of Lucy, and then advanced, with his hands outstretched. “Ab, my poor, poor cousin Lucy!® he walled. “Oh, cousin Socrates!” Lucy cried. “How nice of thee to come.” Medders looked on with kindly amusement. He had long known of Primmer's unrequitted attachment for Lucy, and to him it seemed that the best course to pursue was to allow Primmer to weep it out. Primmer looked mournfully at Lucy and said: “As Riley might have written: “Now my heart is full of sorrow and my soul would fain repine For another fellow's courting that old sweetheart of mine.” “But,” Lucy smiled, “I am not old, and I am not thy sweetheart, cousin Socrates.” “Verily, Socrates,” Medders sala, “thou wouldst make a poor sort of husband, weeping continually about the house. Thou mightst dampen the clothes on ironing day, though.” “Don’t mind father, cousin Socra tes,” Lucy sald. “He doth but jest.™ “Harry sald for me to ask thee to allow me to show thee to thy room,” Uncle Medders,” Socrates observed, lugubriously. “And his sister will come this moment to greet poor, poor Cousin Lucy.” Primmer led Medders out. 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