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!! By ESTHER WALDORF
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(Copyright. 1919. by the Western Newspaper
Union.)
% If Victor Llnd had glanced twice at j
Miss Arline Drury, he might have discovered
interest, and possibly something
deeper in the face of the only
daughter and heiress of his employer,
Robert Drury. The very fact that she
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an insurmountable barrier between
them. He was therefore contented ;
with a mere casual look at a face rath- !
er intellectual than lovely, although
the eyes were deep weJls of expression
likely to attract the seeker after
real heart worth and fidelity.
Victor held only a fairly paid position
in the establishment of Drury &
Co., but he stayed on, making up for
the boredom of routine days by spending
leisurely evenings as enjoyably as
possible.
Miss Arline Drury had visited the
plant occasionally. It happened after
Victor's first sight of her that she
came more frequently. She had passed
his desk several times and bestow^
ed upon him the slight nod she award.
ed all whom she selected as knowing
by sight He was passing down a
narrow roadway between two build
lugs of the plant one day, when
dashing into its other end came a
team of horses attached to a wagon
loaded with iron. At a glance Victor
recognized a runaway and fifty feet
ahead his vision took in a girlish form
shrinking to the brick wall. Victor
realized her danger. He swiftly dashed
toward her, snatched at her swaying
form, backed into a niche where
there was a door, burst it in with a
^ powerful lunge of his stout shoulders,
and held her shivering and overcome.
For just a moment the grateful, expressive
eyes of the girl held his own in
, thrall. Then he recognized her as the
i daughter of his employer.
V "We can pass through the storeroom
to the office, if you please." he
said. Arline Drury, pale and trembling,
bowed an assent and he left
her as they entered the office building.
The next day Victor was sent for by
Mr. Drury. The latter did not relax
from his habitual cold dignity, but in
a business-like tone announced to Victor
his promotion to a higher position.
As Victor went back to his desk young
Ernest Drury followed him. He was
a mere lad, but there was deep sincerity
in his bearing -as he grasped
Victor's hand.
"My sister told me to convey her
deep gratitude to you for saving her
life," he said, "and she?she asked
N - me to tell you she will not forget."
There was a thrill in the boy's tones,
but the momentary impress of emotion
passed from Victor's mind. He and
some boon companions had arranged
for a meeting and late hours that
evening and his thoughts were centered
on that It was a wild night,
for some roystering members of the
coterie indulged freely in strong
drink, an adjournment was made to a
place where gambling was going on
and Victor found himself in his room
- the next morning with no recollection
of how he had arrived there.
He was mortified, then shamed and
repentant and then, as his memory
deared. startled and appalled. With
the vividness of a lightning flash there
Recurred to him the events of the previous
evening. He had fallen into the
hands of a group of card sharks and
had been induced to risk the money
' he had, and then he had indorsed a
draft given to him for collection and
had signed the name of his employer
to a check for a large amount. He
recalled the man who had lured him
" into this net of peril and guilt. His
name was Jackson, and, realizing that
r- he was in a terrible position, his reputation
eone. his future blasted, Vic
tor hurried on his clothes to seek
Jackson. There was a knock at the
door of his room. Serious faced, Ernest
Drury entered.
"Mr. Lind," he said, "here are some
papers you had better destroy and forget
I have no explanation to make.
I come as emissary of another, whom
I am not free to name, and who expresses
the hope that you will never
again yield to the influence of those
who last night nearly led to your
ruin."
Then the visitor was gona Victor
stood staring in startled bewilderment
at the draft and check he had given
Jackson. Then a ^conception of his
narrow escape from ruin overcame
him. He sank to his knees beside
hist bed and arose a penitent and grate
fal man, resolved never again to skirt
the delusive path of guilty pleasure.
After that, young Drury seemed to
put himself out of the way to act
\friendly and helpful toward Victor, but
never would he discuss the matter of
the forged documents. As if quite in*
cldentally he invited Victor to the
Drury home,' and within a half-year
Victor was engaged to Arline Drury.
It was just after their first child
was born that Victor came across the
papeirs that revealed to him that Arline
had loved him from the first time
she met him, that to her was due his
** rapid advancement In business and his
rescue from the power of scheming
gamblers. He replaced the papers
reverently. He never told of their
discovery, but the inspiration of the
same gave to his life a new devotedness
to Arline that became the one
Impulse of his being.
The chief aim of every alligator's
life is to become a satchel.
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"Dear
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(Copyright, 1919, by the Western Newspaper
Union.)
"Dear Eleanor" everybody called
her, if not to her face, at least behind
her back, and the latter was the
surest proof of her popularity. She
was a bright faced, smiling girl, but
just as ready to share and console in
the troubles of others as to become a
partner in their joys. Adaptability was
the secret of her rare magnetic influence,
and Vance Dunbar felt that he
had acquired a precious prize when
she consented to become his wife.
"You don't know what you are going
to," said a friend of Eleanor Tyrrell,
a week before wedding. "I have
a relative living near the Dunbar
home of which Gerald's mother is the
mistress. They say it is a dismal, forbidding
place. And as to your prospective
mother-in-law, I hear she is
a stern, antiquated, self willed woman
of the old time school."
But winsome Eleanor kept the same
sunoy smile on her face she always
wore. "Yes," she nodded, "that may all
be, but haven't I got Vance?"
So the girl who kept a town lively
with her wit and pleasantness refused
to think of the barren prospect outlined.
Eleanor it was who had written
a relative when he announced a visit:
"It will be glorious to see you again
dear uncle, and I will meet you at the
station on your arrival. But I might
not recognize you after all these years,
and so I think that for purposes of
identification it would be best for you
to hold a long string of pearls in one
hand and a bit of fur?say an ermine
lined stole?in the other." Her spirits
were not to be dashed, therefore, and
if in her new life she could not draw
on her mutual fund of fun and vivacity,
she could find some way to win
over a crabbed, selfish old woman or
patiently learn her ways and follow
them?for the sake of Vance.
She confessed to a sentiment of desolation
as she and Vance reached the
home of his mother. It seemed to step
out of an old fashioned picture. Ten
days dust had settled on the keys of
the parlor organ. The stereoscope
lenses were sadly in need of polishing
and spider webs criss-crossed the
basket of cathedral interior views.
The five cruets of the dining room
table were empty and the portraits
on the wall looked as if they needed
their faces washed.
"I find mother has been away at
her' sister's for over a week," remarked
Vance. "It is not her way to
neglect the house. You see, our coming
a week earlier than we arranged has
caught her unawares."
Next day Mrs. Dunbar arrived and
Eleanor's martyrdom commenced just
as her school friend had predicted.
The grim, set face of the elder woman,
the sharp, mandatory accents of
her voice chilled and depressed Eleanor,
and the latter wondered if there
was any use of hoping that beneath
the rough surface lurked some sentiments
of human emotion.
"I don't believe in new jimcracks,
son," observed Mrs. Dunbar crisply as
Vance introduced into the house a
Morris chair. "I'm not encouraging
your wife in the cooking line, either.
Things are dear, a hard winter is
coming on and the closer we keep to
plain hog and hominy the surer we'll
be In pulling through." But there was
a good deal of fiction about all this,
for Mrs. Dunbar had a surplus at bank
and had acquired recently a modern
residence in the village.
Vance admired while he pitied Eleanor.
Silently, patiently she bent to
the Iron rule of her husband's mother.
She made no complaint as the winter
came on and there was shivering in
every part of the house. It nearly
broke Eleanor's tender heart to be deprived
of putting to practical experiment
her knowledge acquired in a
course of scientific cookery. Then fate
Intervened to change things. Mrs. Dunbar
slipped on the ice in the yard one
morning and for the first time in her
life was flat on her back in a sick bed.
The doctor announced a full three
months' confinement with a broken
limb and the draughty, half heated
and CPnprfll di?COmfortS Of
the old house began to force them elves
upon Mrs. Dunbar's consciousness
Cook, nurse, housekeeper, how Eleanor
strove to become all three In
model perfection! Within a week she
had won her mother-in-law to all kinds
of dainties in the way of desserts, and
the dwy she lifted the invalid to the
Morris chair the old lady sank into its
deptfe* with a resigned sigh of perfect
jwace and comfort. Mrs. Dunbar
bega? to appreciate the comfort of
luxury and realize that she was growIn*
old, but with a young, capable assistant
who knew more than she did
about the joys of living.
"It isn't right for Eleanor," she
spoke to her son one day. "The house
is getting too old to keep out the winter
chill, and a clever young house
keeper like she is deserves a more
convenient home. It is easier to lease
the farm than the town house, and I
think wed better move. And say,
Vance, the old melodeon is setting
cracked and hoarse, and we might sell
it and the old furniture and get new.
And let Eleanor pick out the furnishings
for the new house?your home,
and hers."
loci etnnot repent too soon, because
you do not know how soon it may be
too late.?Thoma? Fuller.
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