The evening world. Newspaper, May 16, 1914, Page 10

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GONNA FILM A SCENE. ene” Can] [ Wueny with Hat Stuer! aan haf WE DON'T WANTA GET A CROWD AROUND HERE “The Nut”—Central Park. By Ethel Watts Mum ford ty The Pres Pullubing On, (ibe New Sony” Gaporight, 1914. by The Pres RS, STAN: meee ak . PENRYN glanced about her drawing- room compla- cently. Of a truth of-ite type 2 it was a perfect “a example. Its af bive damask, its glittering t its corruecated mirrors, i; above all, its ornaments—they to number thousands, and mostly of groups of Dres- Saxon ladies with real lace f @pun porcelain, immature manquerading as shep- qehina guitars and violins, dis- eupe and vases of Venetian terted aad paintings on porcelain in| &! frames. Pearyn nodded approval. The had done her work with- and without disurra: K satan ber veil with a that suddenly brought ou- wrinkles into being. man, in blue livery and vanced res} pa of bleek Sut when, ac deferent tally upon a Pom- ‘York Evening World.) tones, “tell him I have taken Toto he descended the broad gray and foot upon the common Street with an air of conferring o Sracious favor upon an World. ‘roto tugged at his restrain- s leash in meet padigni sed Joy, & reprehensible tende: ie herw! FEO Pedigree, He headed for the park entrance, announcing his coming by shrill barks, His mistress was an- pores. She must speak, it seemed, the visiting dog-maid, Misa Alli- sent who failed to appear that day because of a peeanee Mise Allison was evidently permitting Toto to hers. Meanwhile. she autierea "bers jeanwhile auffe! sd self to be led, me A late apring afternoon was bless- ing the earth. The young leaves were Just unsheathed, new born flowers das if with an inward ra- diance, the grass, unsolled by dust, was vividly green, The world seemed very young and inclined to be in- discreet. Birds were fluttering in the trees, children romped, nurses gossiped in interested groups. Every secluded bench sheltered a cooing pair of lovers—ell but one. On a green painted seat, quite close to the drive, but somewhat protected fon|. ir by a huge, Hie bush, wat an | ha m ot shabby, the ‘soft Nat he wore faded from ita original black to an aesthetic shade of green, but his clean aven kindly, and he was literally covered with squirre! They sat On hin shoulders, climbed hjs scratched at his pocke' and friendly niayfulnens, At night of this wild animal ag- atexation Toto burst into shrieks of excitement, The old gentleman Woxed UP. and the aqnirrels cocked ears tails sehaied ee or or not Mt a Ponrye had to tent knees, and in possenal: face was alert and|he Gtartled red enotuer shade from that iy “tursedy adorned her flew to her facu, squirrels from every angie. rrnis in, indeed? a pleasure, Won't you ait down a moment?" . Penryn wae i yvercome that he ‘accepted grate- 7, but even ea she id oo, an up- Comfortable fea of being seve ia the company of this odd in her mind. But after ali—it was Maurice! To add to her dis- comfiture, twe urchins ‘whe bad been playing bell, hopping about ike sparrows, set up @ bawi: “The Nuva got _s sweetheart, the Nut's * Hemailton emiled be- nickname,” he said, The children say be 4 why the squirrels follow ~ mustn't mind them, Mary, and you know we were sweethearts once.” Mary remembered only too > well, nt was that sudden grip of memory, that had placed her whure she --on the green park bench. Had stopped to think she would hurried past. She looked at him, wonderingly. How very fortuna’ og | how very fortunate—that she had sense enough as @ young wir to to down her rementies | foolish attach- ment for Meuron sad marry Penryn —the “ vere eraitton en speaking again, ‘gently. world has treated you well, it not, Mary, I have always hoped so.” “Yea, indeed," she reapanded, Ugt- ing Toto to her lap. as you know, always had money, one has successful | been a very { Ane re Mau. ry led. ead rfl smiled quaintly, “I have every- in the world I want,” was his surprising answer, Tnvolumtarily she glanced at his RED curane ona ey hat *Y. 9 free’ conn eee come on Now! PuT PLENTY OF “PEP IN “THIS, AXEL! “Free?” she queried. ‘What do you mean?” “You haven't learned the menning & YA EXPECT WE TO READ THA BASEBALL PAGE FOR YA, LEARN YR £&3550WS 505 tL wT gels t CAIN SUMTHIN’ TC the chains and balls you tie to your ality. Ah, my dear, it is as I ‘The world has treated you well—and too you have forgotten ve your own soul!” ins myself from the tyranny of things?” she ous" ‘he elucidated. “I have @ simple little room with a necessities, It looks out on the tery, and the view is beautiful. +" read at the ee Ubrary. I come pablue to rest Teoreate in the pag li tes eat a little when I no matter what the hour. Ihave u few. friends, whom 1 have ol Because they meet my heart needs, I have nothing to sate from them, they have nothing [is from me; yet we have much fo each other, because we have no! ing | of material advan to from one another. Mary, how will you dine to-night.’ The question was so abrupt that she snemered it. ‘@ entertain Spraeus. Mor. tons, Miss Tolliver, Barton Rutherford, and Senator and Mra, featon from Washington.” “And they are all worth while?” “Worth while!” she exclaimed. “Why, the Sprague-Mortons most exclusive. Miss Tolliver—but surely, you've geen her pictures, they are in all the papers, Mr. Rutherford is Mr. Penryn’: and the Benator—well, he portant to my husband's Interests.” a7 Mra, Penryn had thought to Prove the illustrious nature of the company, she utterly failed. Her former finance looked at her pity- inaly. “Ab, you see,” he! naid almost sadly, uest is invited because she ts ‘in all the papers.’ Two more because they build a ridiculous barrier about themselves called ‘exolusiveness’— people who put up bars ought first to consider if they are not barring out what good might come. ‘Then we have a Senator, because he ts backing your husband's money Interests, w ite spouts, be thinking of the peopl are nny ‘was indignant, She wanted it away, but a strange feeling of nl wardness seatsaled her. urice,”” she snapped, “you ha’ no right oo tele 80. y attend church been all that a true be "be said; “but if I am, In the sense that you would ht, I shall sup very of my guests fo a walter, and get away until an unseemly hour. Another & ecribbler—rather an im- it you may even know Ris, name—Danforth.” She atarted slightly. famous political economist—the man whose writings her own husban Penryn, deigned to rail at—would he company with a waiter—and “There': anno He's just getting eyes opened with ambulance work —and_ per! there'll be an ex- convict friend, who is always a little uncertain, because he has an invalid sister he cares for. And then there'll be a club man—vyes, in spite of that, Le cy e serignitel mind, a true cynic, your imitations—tha ay re ike him—his point of view “Per! it is Ftd @ rather nice young doc- ie the gentle vol edt uy Feat forgot a ren lady who ‘mould. ae fights have made him so keenly conscious of all that he had lost, She was piqued in spite of herself, “Of course, she said, “men' can give freely to many| “ Would the| th 1 “ if @ | sald, and sometimes when she isn’t too utterly | worn out, And there is a trained) nurse—a most unusual and observing| fing lged happens to be free for a day of two before she takes a new case. And Danforth brings his Chughtor when she's home from col- I wish, Mary, Peer a yd id he mhook his need: foolish thing to say,” he & squirrel, Wags in dear, you'd be wofully ‘unbappy a wit us, I wonder what it would have! been if you and I had married. Would I be walking behind the chariot, or would you be free of the Tyranny?— 1 wonder!” two children returned in the of their game, and observing orted pair still seated upon be; again in sing- got ® sweetheart, got w sweetheart! The inward prayera of thankagiv- ing that Mary was offering up to the we ncere and con own, ant. She felt that she must impress Fun for the Home _and _the Ride Home You CAnt STUMP A REGULAR FELLAH | He ALWAYS KNOWS JUST WHAT To Do a AY WAS SUPPOSED To ©e YUN MEXICAN ! “Why di Binks limp “He asked the boss for a raise—and got it.” made a competen uting it. I am ‘but Iam distrib. jutton of my one Something deep with' mucb hurt. and of ' was far from Hamilton's thought, or} wish to apply the lash of scorn, di ot once understand why hi mi one and voice suddenly bec him with @ sense of loss, or hei vanity would suffer acutely. Not that she acknowledged vanity—oh, ni would have expressed it, had she far formulated the sensation as NOT tuipiied “ie duty to the world, ; To make nothing of one's self or} one’ a opportunities was almost Irre- | Mt am. truly sorry, Maurice,” sho | er voice was very thre and very English, indeed, “to sce this way. You had such talent and{ such excellent connections once, when , we knew each other. I cannot feel! but that with a little effort, and per- afford to go to these singular gath- | haps a little help-—I will speak to M: They, after all, represent Settles in the world of what ie ace cepted and pat ia sent teea be arise he smiled, “A a ul, &n actress, & Fy ne Penryn. 1 am sure he would be only; too glad to find a posi for you" “Thunk you, Mar; he , and cote al Mana im nerous natu Bhe looked at me but his face. told her ay ay es 0} Mr. Penryn says, ‘It is the MOST i toward her, gently di 1 5 ager io Fr ed questioningly at Mi A pa t you at a rendesvous, Mary. Well, tanga vet cent years she had been ac-| Mra. Penryn's Eng flish. votes “Why, Stanwood, TI stopped a mi feeds tho squirrels every and"—— said in @ tone that implied that of | slamming of the door and the pound ating influence of modern times. “The Nut's lost his to speak. He checked himself, nd his small gra; ry friends to bis call. about anything, isn't it?" He turnea! * Ho glanced over his ‘graciou sine stood, walting its pk to turn black cigar was in his month and an wane leer twisted his loose lips. her was very don’t think much of your She was being snubbed, | selection, Comes on, get in.” * clearly across the ‘intervening tine bush, ment to talk with that funny "Old tramp. He's @ sort of park ol ter, acid know, sit “You are a Socialist, I four,” she| Her Swords were drowned in the all crimes that was the worst. “As|of the motor. The children renewed their chant Hamilton looked up at her in mild| Nut's lost his sweetheart! pears surprise, his ps moved as if about! Maurice Hamilton held out hie band, a “Mn Penryn is very he | came wh kt sald. “That Is a terrible thing to say | He at's lost his sweetheart,” recating, | enanted the children, Kk of horror froze on her paint- houlder | where in the distance ue imeu- "into the avenue, Hi ead, she snatched Toto Moatutsinais toher but his lips umiled. 7 WeF® bosom and rose. “Goodby, Maurice,” in sald hastily under her breath, He an impression that she was trying to speak without moving her lips, that she might not be seen to adcress him. A huge bine Uneuains. drew up bel i TO HELP THE MISSIONARY. Bridget (watching her mistress ae she packs o missionary barred —an, sure, mum, ye musht put in tht

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