The evening world. Newspaper, September 21, 1908, Page 13

The Evening Lillian Russell’s |Racing Comedy:-A Delightful Romance ot Anti-Betting Days at the Local Tracks «sWith Love, Intrigue, Smart Talk and Many Compelling Elements of Human Interest Made Into a Serial Story Ex- clusively tor THE EVENING WORLD. BY JOHN MURRAY, Tel LBLIAN RUSSELL. |} Founded on “Wildiiro,” a racing comedy by George Broadhurst and George V. Hobart, now running at the Liberty Tneatre (Copyrighted 1908, by the Press Pollishing Company, New 9 ork Worle.) CHAPTER I, The Model Young Man. OBER, strait-laced John Barrington motored dafly each sum- mer between his pleasant Hempstead home and his Wall street office, On the way into town he studied the market reports and the Street quotations, Not even his chauffeur ever saw him | glance at the sporting pages of The World, For a decade he had bought Bis evening papers from the same newsman, a ging. Never in ali that time had he ever askev for a sporting extra, In the season he would go to Saratoga, where, after an afternoon at the track, he would sit on the hotel veranda in the evening and gravely dis- @uss the merits of the horse with a gentleman farmer from tho Genesee (Valley. His open wagers were sinall. No one ever suspected Mr. Barring- ||@on of ever having anything more than a superficial interest in race horses Jer race tracks, One morning the punctual Barrington and his motor falled to turn Wassau and Wal! streets at 9.30 o'clock. At his offices it was announced he Dad contracted a slight cold, Within the week the superintendents of his various clubs had posted the little t death. The Exch had passed a set of laudatory resolutions and “Widow” Barrington was looking over the contents of his strong box. What she found was a choice assortment of handsomely engraved cer- tificates representing interests in companies which were as defunct as their late purchaser. The house on Long Island had been given to her and was jfree and clear of all Jesal entanglements. The problem o. ving—not how, but where to get the wherewithal by which to live—loo on. Among his papers were the same hour each eve- e 1 large on her mental h found various receipts for feed bills and racing equipment. There were fre-| in the days to come, when kisses are not begged for but given on the run qQuent references to one “Mat” Donovan. The “Widow” Barrington sent ‘or this Mr. Donovan. The memory of hen Donovan had said ‘so Jong” she found herself the owner of a racing table, an et which had almost broke the late John Barrington, but one whien if properly handled would be a paying investment for the widow k-bordered card announcing nis | World Daily 2eVW |] LDFIRPES* ; The season at the Hetaj~ad track | was on, Mrs. Barrington had filled her house with guests, Between en- | tertaining and keeping her eye on the ‘stable she passed many busy and anxious moments, Little rellance could be placed on he) sister, Myrtle Wentworth, as she {had kept her in {gnorance of her financial standing, and then, again, she was so deeply In love with Ralph | Woodhurst. Even now she had closed her book as she sat on the steps of the house | veranda and was thinking of her | wedding day, only a fortnight away. Her reverie was Interrupted by the blinding of her eyes by a palr of hands and the imprinting of a kiss on her cheek. With a startled ery she quickly arose, tearing away the hands which hid from her sight the man who had dared take such I{berties, Flushed and indignant, she turned to yolce her protest. But at the sight of Ralph ber anger faded. With a smile she si¢hed hap, Oh! It's you!" Who else dar? take such liberties?” he asked banteringly. “No one, of course!” replied Myrtle, “Well, I should hope not.” He spoke with that pleasant alr of wrietorship which a woman de hts to have her wooer assume at times. Not that she ever really In- tends him to be her master save !n legal fiction, but as a faint throw: back to the days when man wooed with a club and the honeymoon started with the wife being tralled ny the hair down some jungle path, ving, if not entirely sensele: rearward retreat of her brideg: rival for her hand Changing her mood, she glanced hyly into Ralph's eyes, u—you mustn't do {t again, she murmured ? Don't you ke It?” her sweetheart boldly. for a e demand truthful reply would confuse a girl even more for- ward than Myrtle. Ralph's high spirits at times emba: sed her, He made no attempt to conceal his love for her. His devotion was so pro- nounced as to attract the marked attention of the countryside. Yet at times he was strangely abstracted. This morning he was in his merriest humor “Oh, Ralph “You love it, Her blood tly mounted to her jhappy little laugh she murmured: “Of course I do! Myrt rustic bench. Ralph's hands rested ij her shoulder and aske: if f “Wh it? We're engaged, aren el her shoulde eating all outdoc “Yes, but out here, you know.” All Preliminary to a Kiss. Pushing him away she said: “Won't you?” UN! “Really?” “No.’ All preliminary to a kiss. Wooers’ vocabularies small. or to escape a quarr | Meantime Ralph |rupted the wooin blushing furious | ment, y and Ralph striving ——- began Myrtle confusedly. ' you know you do," he teasingly Interrupted. Only people might see us.” The young couple strolled across the lawn, without cozy corners “T have the right now to kiss you any tlme I please—and I'll do It.” When about to execute his declaration Myrtle skilfully dodged his lips. | {mportant to two young persons deeply immersed in each other's welfare, solen What a listener would have heard follows: “Two negatives equal one affirmative, and so that means yes,” But then the hours of youth are long and Perhaps it {8 best, as there is less to cast up y s nein a Al eral had seated himself beside Myrtle. His arms were ne first meeting will never fade. |ahout her and their lips were meeting when an exaggerated cough inter- ti n Both of the young people jumped to their feet, Myrtle, The intruder was Janet Sterling, a guest of Mrs. Barrington, who Magazine, Monday, September 21, 1908. — Great Race Horse. Miss Lillian Russell, as the Dashing Widow, and Wildfire,the “Didn't I tell you? What must Janet think of By this time Ralph had recovered his seif-pos! he answered “Tt she possesses half t thinks you a very lucky girl “Indeed?” queried Myrtle, Joining in the badinage. With a chuckle cheeks. Her eyes softened. With a he discrimination with which I ¢redit her she Myrtle seated herself on a ghtly on the back as he leaned over “Yes, indeed 1 Janet. “li the girl whose engagement was announced only | t*to the man she loves and who leaves her’—— "t we?” al interrupted Ralph “With ‘8, and, raising her hands, broadly indi- h a sister who {s devoted and a prespective father-in-law r seats on the stairs, said: promised to give her a da she isn't a lucky girl I should like to know who is. (Janet was breathless when she completed her enumeration of the ad- vantages that would accrue to Myrtle when Ralph became her husband. | Shaking Janet's hand he laughingly thanked her “You're great. What wou!’ your terms be by the year?” | Myrtle had started toward the house, but Janet detained her by a ges- “Indeed! I have something to say about that.” lture, “Oh, Ralph," she remarked In confusion, but added to Janet, “You're “Certa nly! And you'll say ‘Yes’ eveny time, won't you?” right. I ama lucky girl—and a happy one too.” Then began one of those debates which are so deeply earnest, so vitally on, serious {n tone and Janet, entering into the spirit of the occa in voice, but with a twink her eye awyer arguing his p ore the learn nd with the, mannerisms 1 court, began: ofa nts bi | “Behold the model youn n, only son and helr of the famous Dr. Woodhurst. Broug er in the way he should go. He has no bad hab He neither smokes, drinks nor gambles, If he has any faults whatsoeve! “That will do, Janet. “y on Jo you smoke? I'm no better than any other fellow.” “Do you drink?” | UNO} “Do you gamble?” ‘o! Of course not!” “Then my point is proved. Behold the mode? young man,” “Please don’t, Janet, I—I don’t like It.” Living Near the Track, rather weakly to hide his embarrass- {ting ring he would have chosen friends of his own sort, but forced by olr cumstances to conceal his actions, he could only associate with those whom |his natural companions could not meet. | Myrtle, however, saved him from further annoyance or regret by lchanging the subject to her sister. As she resumed her seat on the bench jshe sald to Janet “And te think that I owe it all to her! How good she has been to me!” Janet stepped to Myrtle’s side, and patting her on the cheek sald; “I J think Henrietta Barrington is about the best sister in the world.” Myrtle pressed Janet’s hand and spoke with loving emphasis: now she {s, I was quite a little girl when father died and she took |me to live with her, She has cared for me ever since. ‘Till the death of her husband, about a year ago, | had everything that heart could wish for, |T've had it since then too, but at times I’ve thought that Henrietta deprived |herself to give to me.” | “T hardly think that, dear. Mra. Barrington has been just splendid to you—we all know that—but her husband was quite a wealthy man and must have left her well provided for,” replied Ralph. The thought of her sister's sacrifice for her sobered Myrtle for a mo ment. The cloud passed away when Ralph reassured her. ‘ “Hyery one says the same thing, so 1 suppose | have just imagined {t.” | She smiled at Ralph ag she spoke, He patted her hand and sald, “Of course |you have.” “ {Just Hate That Track.”” ‘The blatant blare of an automobile horn disturbed the charm and peace \of the afternoon, Sweeping past the house it disappeared around the bend of the road in a whirl of dust. Janet followed it with her eyes until it was lost to view, Myrtle she said: “There goes another of those beastly automobiles. eall them.” Ralph remarked carelessly, “Probably taking some owner down to the track.” Through the trees one could catch a glimpse of the red roof of the club house. Faint echoes of the band could be heard in the afternoons during the season. ere Was a alight pause in the conversation, Each was thinking of the track and the invaders it brought into the neighborhood of the Ban vington home. Myrtle broke the silence. Speaking with a touch of bitter ness she declared: “T just hate that track.” Janet was rather surprised at the feeling displayed by Myrtle and asked her why she felt so strongly. “Wor lots of reasons,” she answered. “One of them {s that the noise of | the automobiles pnd the dust they make are abominable while the place Is open.” “She means during the season,” explained Ralph. Myrtle looked at him suspiciously. “Perhaps I do, but I haven't learned race-track expressions and I don’t know where you have either.” kalph to hide his confuston picked up the book which Myrtle had been reading and skimmed its pages. As Myrtle kept her gaze fixed on him he laughed rather sillily and asked: “Where I've !earned them?” The girl was not going to let him dodge. “Yes,” she replied. Ralph had recovered his wits, He had ceased to spar. He thought of his answer: “Any that I know I have picked up reading the newspapers and {n conversation with my men friends.” The subject was not particularly amusing or Interesting to Janet. To close {t she agreed with talph. | “One hears them everywhere and simply absorbs them.” “Certain! answered Ralph with a sigh of relief for help from an nnexpected quarter, “Yes, but the opening of a race track so near here will force Dr. Wood- hurst to sell his home and leave the nelghborhood,” sald Myrtle to Janet. “Will it?” she asked rather indifferently. Janet really had come {n search of Bertie Armsworth, a younger son of an English nobleman, who was touring In America and {ncldentally look. ing for a Derby winner for his brother. He had spent the night at bridge and was not an early riser. In some way she would have to pass the time, Assuming an eagerness to learn all about the affairs of the young folks, Turning to Beastly things f \ j little home ag a wedding gift—it| with one eye open for the appearance of Bertie, she politely listened as | Myrtle explained: |The Author of the Anti-Betting Bill, “Dr Woodhurst 1s bitterly opposed to gambling in every form, partiew larly betting on horse races, When the Westhampton track was built just | down the road there and within half a mile of his home, five years ago, that }made him oppose {t all the more vigorously, Why, didn’t you know Dr, Woodhurst 1s the author of the Anti-Betting bill which Senator Bond {ntro- duced two years ago?” “No, I didn’t know {t,” Janet answered. "Well, he was,” repeated Myrtle. “And because of its proximity to the track the doctor {s going to sell lg home?” politely {nquired Janet. “Yes. It's a shame, too. The place has been In the family for years, {hasn't it, Ralph?” ; “For longer than I can remember.” Ralph had gravitated toward Myrtle, | taking both of his hands In hers, sald: “It would have been ours—I mean yours—some day. Of course I'm delighted with the place the doctor has bought for us—and’—— Janet moved toward the door. This talk could not help her find Bertle, | To keep up # semblance of interest she asked; “Has he bought {t already?” “It's as good as bought. The terms are all agreed upon, and he told me that to-day or to-morrow he was going to give Ralph the money to pay As he spoke she turned and, ‘ jhad come out of the house and cros vn W 7 \s- i Never bre t et and Keeping, a tight hand on the working} cussing th aie Paar tieattr tape it mw ia eR Under this crogs-examination Ralph had become extremely nervous, oe “Phe whole deal {s to be settled to-morrow. The governor thinks that \ jof the stable, with Donovar Ip she wrung a living from the game. \should be asked or granted before performance. although he concealed his f fi 1 Neither did Janet! {f I conduct the transaction I might have more sentiment about it, aad so f But always over her head hung the fear of the exposure of her secret. | Miss Sterling was youthful, even-tempered and always in good spirits. observe the change, but the few questions, had struck home. | leaves everything to me.” Glving up her city home, she spent the most of the year In the country |My Barrington delighted In surrounding Myrtle and herself with whole. Ralph was young and inj Other boys In the neighborhood | Ralph spoke proudly of the trust his father had placed in him. Myrtle house, wh ck and the stables In which the horses ae young people who looked out on life without fear of to-morrow or attended the races and mac t among themselves and! was delighted at the thought of his making the deal for thelr home, It il i Y Pan! a | any too much worry as to yesterday, She was dressed simply yet attrac: later with the bookmaker k, meeting the visitors,|seemed so much more like something that really belonged to them alone the “John Dufty were quartered, That was the name under which | tively, At the present moment her face was wreathed in smiles at the, knowing many of the employer: yhood, It became very easy | than the other presents which would be showered upon them, but in w! | | e i : p po , ch fohn Barrington i raced, She retained {t. With her lved her sister, amusement she was having with her girl friend. for him to overcome any cons 7 s which his father might| third persons must always share. “ , 1 ; “ , ' UA i} 8 Ms @ winsome young American girl, very much In love with the son of a Go on,” she cried merrily; “don't mind me, have inculcated in his mi ke all boys who seek to conceal petty bad The trio was about to return to the house when Hortense, the colored { | neighbor. Myrtle and Ralph glanced sheepishly at one another, She was the first | habits, he had fallen in with some of the worst patrons of the racing game. | mald, walked across the lawn and gave Ralph a telegram. ) . to speak. Chidingly she sald to him: Had he been allowed to attend the races openly or even to go into the bet-! (To Be Continued.) | $249Od 9904 9OOO9OODOHOHOHODLGOODD9OHOD 2O0O$ 000500600 0000908090F0600060-0064090069-40006-06; i A Revelation of By Robert W. Chambe ° P<} e a a . = = Y O N G = = Author of ‘The Firing Line” and “A New Vork Society “= | ey So) Ee. 4 S E. ° Highind Chance,” ce. . _Poprright, 1907, by Robert W. Champers, He took the fresh, cool hand she ex-| “He begged so hard,” sald Elicen) Uf course there are great dents in| Both Selwyn and Lansing cut In covl-| confidence a meinent ago’— easy to influence a boy like that, you|¢eem to know what women weer er Sarr ve ave sat down on the edge of pie =o elbody place an extra pillow | it"— ly, dismissing the matter with ea care-| He looked up quickly, know—easy to shame bim out ef the/| what they resemble when I ask you to | SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS IN NTS. | her couch, for Drina’ T'd rather have those celebrated] less word or two; and coffee was served) “What Is the matter with Gerald?” /allly things he does. © * * That ts all} describe the girls with whom you have | Philip Selwyn, of tn old New eee | “All O, K. gaint” he inquired, re-| They selzed the same plltow fiercely, | boots,” she replied demurely; and Mr,| —cambric tea tn Drina’s case, she asked, "Could you tell me?” the confidence I wanted, Capt. Selwyn. | been dining or dancing,” Beye edlise, divorced him to marry Jack | ining Bileen's hand in dls, confronting each other; massacre ap-| Lansing groaned. “Come on,” sald Boots, slippmg @) “Nothing serious is the maiter, Bi-|And you haven't told me a word, you| It was a new note in thelr cordial in- gotiilon jeader. ~ ty! "Thank you~quite, Are you really | peared Imminent. “How tall you’ aren beldeee ' SFIRR aN OURIR aceTITN | : a uthven, a cotl Fee RNAI NET gui ¥ w tall you're growing, Drina,” re. de-rose into Drina’s curls; 1 see— and I have not fainted—have 17” | timacy—this nascent intrusion of the jew York, Selwyn frequent ys him, | 8998 to dine with us? Are you sure} ‘Two pillows,” sald Drina sweet!y;| marked Selwyn. ready for confidence | quent hey laughe ttle; | Allxe stil] secretly iove Aad y laughed 9 Mttle; her fingers, | personal. To her it merely meant hie Gerald Erroli to | You want tot Oh, I know you've given |and extermination was averted. The! “Provably the early spring weather”! “Confldences A bocorr which had tightened on tls arms re- | very charming recognition of her ma- eet slilater,| UP fom very gay dinner somewh re"——| child laughed happily, coveying one of added Boots, “You're twelve, aren Nshed custom with Drina an sitll a moment, then with) !8xed; her hand fell away, and she | turity—that sho was fast becoming « “T was going to dine with Boots when | Boots's hands with both of hers. | you” : meant that .every tine ; + Ho re.” | Stralghtened up, sitting T e a dea, 5, ‘ | ghtest gesture Come here.” | te p, sitting Turk fashion, | woman like other women, to be looked Garand feet ie ate Fescued me. Poor Roots!—I think | “go you've left the service, Mr. Lan: {rteen," said Drina gravely, another they were ed himself near her; sho laid "Pd smoothing her halr whtoh contact | at and remembered as an individual ) dance, ‘Selves, fins Neen atl i telephone ao sing?” began Eileen, lying back and| “Almost time to elope with me,” other everything her hand fearlessly on his arm j with the pillows tad disarranged so /and no longer classed vaguely as one i Babi f, talk yn | lepione him to come here!”"| ooking smilingiy at Boots. nodded Boots, thelr lives since their la [po she demanded, And, as| that It threatened to come tumbling | among hundreds of tha newly emerged been 108 v § d Drina, “Would he come? Ol,] “pad to, Miss Erroll, even milion-| “I'l! do it now,” she sald—“as soon) So Drina, ex be! she said,| Over her eyes and cheeks, whose oft, unexpanded peraonalities se—I'd love to have aim.” 4 madi “ ‘| plteronssea Or Meera UP Wi Your Rane Ae dese aires ran into my quarters and chased |® ™y new gowns are made—it you'll) excused, jum | st came suddenly into ary, Aus-| "Oh, hair, hatrl"" he murmured, | all resembled one another, Nive, Gerard aes Bim to, dine With | pi eens ee el a ask Bu sail! me out and down Broadway into the|t@ke me to CaN wi you? I be- angst and in y Gerald were there; Austin | “you're Nina's despair and my endles# | for some time now she had cher- who is recovering from pe. pee en so lonely and stup'd| ofcas of the Westchester Air Line, lieve my Aunt Allxe {ts there’——~ In a distant corner, where they to be very angry with my bro-| Punishment. I'd twist and pin you |, this t! age fi eart—t —_—— to le in bed with a vd nose and fishy | Compagy. Then these seven merciless} She ceught Bileen’s eye and stopped! diately installed themselves and t heard him gay something that) Usht tf I dared—eome day I will, too, | Mave Neve Meee tet HSE ae CHAPTER IV. Shes ane pains tn ono’s back and limbs. | multi-milllonaires in buckram bound |short. ‘i forgot," she murmured; ‘Ij aM carnest and whispered exc @; and I slipped out before} What are you looking at so curiously, | thing in particular about her except seseide: Jet us have a party.” and gagged me, stuffed my pockets full |bes your pardon, Uncle Philip""— | confidences, punctured by little wh! met! Captain Selwyn? My mop?” | when he tried to be agreeable concern- (Continued.) | Be pet to the telephone, and] of salary, and forced me to typewrite| Boots was talking very fast and/ Winds of laughter from the child | eaalnadeailent “It's about the most stunningly beau-| 1°! ome new gown, ‘The contrast bad Mid-Lent Presently returned, saying that Boots} fearful and secret oath to serve|laughing @ great deal; Eileen’s plate) Pileen settled deeper amons her pl- at (2 tiful thing I ever saw,” he sald, atl! | yo h since she had . was overwhelmed and would be present r fy veary y | 4 A vg | 10WS as the table was re J, and Sel- | a | deoome the sharper, too, ¢ince she Ber taal AL the Cath Cait ol them for flye long, weary years, That's claimed her undivided attention; Selwyn 1008 as the fable Was Talli curtous, Geakenel Cole) kamivadine etn oke Hae nay ex: tured, ordered fawere. ty re yeah: | a sample of how the wealthy grind the quietly Anished his claret; the ehild rae Pyar tald? GoKInkl teuRRE| She nodded gayly, both nands still men, And the awakening was only a “for I've ordered) trom the diningsrom and a large table| "Oe" °f the poor, lan’t it, Drinat” | looked at them all tulle at hin, : : busy with the lustrous strands, “It {| half-convinced happiness mingled with Jaws ‘beautiful art noveau rocking-| set for fourywith particular pomp ang] 7h? child slipped her hand from hie, | “By the way,” sald Boots abruptly) vow to exchange confide then''—she crimsoned—"has} nice; but I never supposed you noticed | why surprise that the wise world shoula ghairs, one for you and one for Mr.) circumstance, emiling uncertainly. |what't the matter with Gerald? He| we, Capt. Selwyn?” Ge tm ved agal .,, itt Tt fats to my walat; I'll show tt | really deem her #0 lovely. Lansing. Now you cap go and humiil- | Mr, Archibald Lansing arrived very “You don't mean all that, do you?" | came in before noon looking very) “Good heavens," he protested; ‘‘T t did you hear Austin say?"| to you some time. But TI had no {dea | “A red-headed girl," ehe eald teas- fate poor little Eileen, who took 80] promptly—a short, stocky young man| “Indeed T do, sweetheart, |eeedy"— Selwyn glanced up qutetly. | confess to you! You'd faint dead away, | he demanded, you noticed such things,’ she repeated, | ingly; “1 thought you had better taste much pleasure in planning with me Yer | of clean.and powerful build, with dark,| “Are you not @ soldier eutenant any| “Wasn't he at the office?” asked ileen | Eileen.” “q] heard—something about dissipa- | &@ though to herself, than—than'-— your conrfort. As for your friend cated risa by Se eal fara nemacert | meres neat she inquired, horribly dis- | anxiously. “Perhaps, ¢ © © But will your” tlon. He was very angry with Gerald. “Oh, I'm apt to notice all sorts of | “Than to think you a raving beaaty?” he’s unspeakable—with |= my compill- ver on the edge of laughter under appointed. “Oh, yes,” replied Selwyn; “he felt) tHe gayly evaded an answer, and after {It ty not the best way, I think, to be- | things,” he sald, looking so provokingly | Oh," she said, “you don’t think ments.” his dark mustache, 4 “Only a private In the workman's bat-|a trifle under the weather, @o I sent him hile NE Ad GOBRELEN, [GOR y with elther of us—elther me, Wise that she dropped her hair and | that!" His manner with Drin: way: ” a while he fanoted she h g in, |come Belwyn stayed until he made peace) | it ' rina was always | talion, Drina, hom They spoke of other things, of her con- |or Gerald—because then we are usually clapped both hands over her eyes. As a matter of tact he himsel¢ had avith his sister, then he mounted to the} ablarey ce ae bet pecs rabecesss “T don't care,” retorted the child ot| ‘Ts i the grtppet” valescence, of the engagements she had inclined to do {t again—whatever It tg| “Now, she sald, “If you are so Ob- pecame aware of St so suddenly that reery. to “lean over” the YOUNESr| iicrougn understanding detween them| Minas: “Tike you Just aa much.” | "N00, T believe not” — been obliged to cancel, of the stupid * © * I do not mean for one moment @erving you'll know the oolor of my! nq had no time to think very much @hildren and preside at prayers. This | to” Qvciude Selwyn from thelr com.|.“2av® you really done itt" asked) “Do you think he hag better have a hours in her rdom—doudly stupld, as | to be disloyal to Austin; you know that, | eves, What are they? about It, It was rather strange, too, Deing accomplished, he descended to the pany, Selwyn as the first course was served, | doctor? Where ts het” | the Goctor had not permitted her to * * * But I am eo thankful that| “Blue—with @ sort of violet tint,” he that he had not always been aware of Worary, where Eileen Erroll, in a Mlny,| “wwpniy geiwyn fellow here! he ex-|_ “1? No. They? Yes. We'll probably) “He was here,” observed Drina com-| read or sew. |Gerald is fond of you. * * * You like | ea'd promptly, it; or was It partly the mellow light face-clouded gown, full of turquolse| claimed. “I warned him over the| lo#@ the Philippines now,” he added) posediy, “and father was angry with! “And every day violets from you,” | him, too, don't yout” She laughed and lowered her hands. | from the lamp tinting her til! she tints, reolined with her arnt around) ‘phone we'd, not tolerate him, Drina,| Sl0omily: “but it's my thankless couns| him.” ahe sald; “tt was certainly nice of you, | “I am very fond of him.” “All that personal attention paid to| glowed and shtmmered Ike @ young { Drina afd heaps of cushions, watch-| | explained to him very carefully that| ‘ry’e you know that somehow—Just | “Well, then,” she sald, “you will talk |me!” sh» exclaimed. ‘You are turning | sorceress, sitting #0 straight there im j tha waligess prepare @ table for] you and I were dining together In have never yet failed me—|to him plessantly—won't yout He is| my head, Cept, Selwyn. Besides, you, her turquotes silk and misty lace? - it's Sel : +> perhage—when X asked your such a boy; and Re adores you, It ie sre Astonishing me, decause aou never ~ eo Be Continued.) - , iiiaioat link anil a ein ot apn wah laiIe yma 6p ane eansieabhienaietile be 7 soci a ee