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'11 opjigh o Si (Continued from Last Week.) This also served as her explanation I when some of her school friends ex pressed their adiniration, after being told the news in contidence; though to the teachers she said, smiling ruefully, as in remembrance of midnight oil, "It does taike work, of course!" When opportunity offered, upon the street, she joined people she knew tail even rather distant acquaiint ances-and walked with then a little way, aid l(] th unaffected directness led the conversation to the subject of poetry, including her own contribution to that art. Altogether, if Florence was not in a fair way to become a poetic celebrity it was not her own fault but entirely that of the North End Daily Oriole, which was to make its appearance on Saturday, but failed to do so, on account of too much en thusasmn on the part of Atwater & Rooter in manipulating the printing jsress. It broke, had to lie repaired; and Florence, her nerves upset by the accident, demanded her money back. This was impossible, and the postpone ient proved to be an episode; nore over it! gave time to let more people know of the treat that was coming. Among these was Noble Dill, Flor ence's ldeal. Until the Friday follow ing her disappointnient she had found no opportunity to acquaint this being with the news; and but for an encoun ter, partly due to chance. he might not have heard of it. Mr. Dill was twenty-two, but that was his only per ceptible distinction. le was kind, iisui;dly, and not unpleasant in appear ance or attire; yet he had neither beauty nor that look (if power which I is said to joggle women from their naturil poise. Ile was the most every day young nna in all the town ; and Florence's selection of him to he her Ideal still awnits a preeke (Xla)nnt13 tion. Nevertheless, it had happened; and a sentimietial enrichimnot of col)r in hter cheeks was thl4e rIesult of her catching sight of him, as she was on the point of opening and entering her own frot dloor that, Friday afternoona on her return from school. 11e Was I passing the house, walking soiiewhat dreamily. Florence stepped into the sheltering vest ibtle, peeping round it with ear nest eyes to watch him as he went hy; obviously he haid taken no note of her. Set isfied of this, she walted unttl lie w at it little distance, tlien ran lightly to lte gate, hurried after timt, and joindil him. "Wiy, Mr. DilM!" she exclaimned, in her 14thir's Iiuost poliied mannr. "Ifow si rprisinug to :I'e you! I pre 5ume34, as wIeli both iappen' to lbe walk ing in the4 same4 dition343, we ight julst as5 well keep) tog'ether'I."' Noblte loo4ke'd puzzle'il. "''Siurprising to oee me? '"' he Sahil valgue4ly. "I 'a < It \ t *1 t haven 't been awany anywhere in par ticutar, Florence." Then, at a thought, he brightenedl hopefully, "I'm glad to see you, Florence. Do you know it tiny of yousr family or relatives have hleard wi'.eni your Aunt Julia is coming homne?"' "Aunt Julia? WVhy, she's out of town," saId Florence. "She's visiting dIfferent people she used to know when she was away at school." "Yes, I know," Mr. Dill returned. "'She's been gone six weeks." "Oh, I don't believe it's that long," Florence said(, casually ; then with more earnestness: "Mr. Diii, I was goen' to ask you somep'm; it's kind of a funny question for me to ask, but "Yes, she has," Noble interrupted, though not sensible that his remirkI 'was an interruption, for lhe had been nnwnae of mlornced voice in aon b OothTarkington I11ustratlions 'by r w i nM ers ,1921- bjie BelSyndicatenc, ifter the word e "Oh, yes, Ae has," he said. "It was six weeks, day Lbefore-yesterday afternoon. I saw your father downtown this morning, Ind lie said he didn't know that any of the family had heard just when she was coming home. I thought maybe R-1- of your relatives had a letter from her by this afternoon's mail, maybe." "I guess not," said Florence. "Mr. 1)111, there was a question I thought I'd ask you-it's kind of a funny ques tionl for me1 t11-" "Are you sure nobody's heard from you. Aunt Julia today?" Noble in "I guess they haven't. Mr. Dill, I a'.s goin' to asic you-" It's strange," he murmured. "I 'tt see how people can enjoy visits 1that long. I should think they'd get tixious about what might happen at lnie." "( ih. graldpa'., all right; lie says ho ind of likes to live the house Iice .1d uilte to himself; and aiyway \lit .1111a enjoys visiting," i lorence issiured h1im; "Aunt Fanny saw a1 nw(1s.1paper frot one of tile places shtri. Aunt .1iiit's Visiting her school mim tthatt had hler picture in it tl" eled ier 'the famous Northern lIeauty;' it was down Soutli soie whe're. Well, Mr. 1)111, I was Just say I' I believed I'd ask you-" ilt a Sectional ranlcor seemted to af reet the .youing man 11tll it once. "Oh, v(:. I heard abouit that," het "aid. 'Your Auit IFainy lent my molher the twijspaper. 'i'hose people in that part ,. the 'iointry-well-"-' lie pausedl. 'iieiiil ublg that it was only Florence e ailddres:seil; ind le wi thhebl lfroit ttelralce his opinion that the Civil warim oulglt to lie fought al; over again. Yourll fathervi Said your granldfaither lidn't lieard from her for several days, nld (eVl n1011 she hadin't said when lie was colilg homlle." "No, I expect she diil't, said Flor nee. "Mr. Dill, I was goin' to ask ou somlep'n-it's kind of a queer kind if question for moe to ask, I guess-" lie paused. ll owever, he did not inter 'uipt her, seeiiing preotccpied with Iloomn; welireipon Florence permitted ierself a1 deprecltory laugh and con Iiniued: "It might be you'd answer yes, Vt' it might be you'd answer no; but linyway I was oin' to ask yout-It's kind of a funny question for ine to ask, [ expect-but (10 you like poetry?" "What?" "Well, as things have turned out ately I guess it's kind of a funny itiesion, Mr. Dill; but do you like outry?" Noble's expression took on a col(l ess; for the worid brought to his uind a thouglyt of Newland Saunders. l'his was a lpoet of Noble's age, who tirite veirs.s to .Julia-t hat too-lovely, iibsenit aunit of Florence's. "1)1 I like lohrenc(e wats imometaily 3 d iscour igedi hut atI her age people usually lossess an intvaluabile faculty which hey lose Iater In life ; and it is a pity bey ido lose It. At thirteen-espeelaml y' the earlier mnithls of thirteen hey tire still able to set asidie and lismiss from their minds almtost anty 'acts, no matIter' how audibily those acts have askedl for recognition. Clii Irenm superbly allow thtemiselve's to bte ~ome deafi, so to speak, to undesirable ircumnstances ; miost frequently, of 'ourmse, to und(esirable1 circumstances i thte wayt3 of paretal dilrection ; so hat fathers, mothers, nurses, or gov rnesses, not c!omiprehend(hng thait thmis nental deafntess is for the timte beintg ntirely genuiie, ar'e liable to hoarse less bo0th of throat and temper. Thtir een Is an age wvhen the fading of this :ift or talent-one of the most beau iful of childhood-begins to impair ta helpfulness, under the mistaken tress of discipline; but Florence re atiined something of it. In a moment r two Noble Dill's disafl'ection toward toetry was altogether as if it did not xlst, Shte coughed,' inclined her head a ittle to oneo side, In her mother's nanair of politeness to callers, and, epeating her deprecatory laugh, re narked, "WVell, of course it's kind of funny question, for me to ask, of ourse." "What is, Florence?" Noble inquired bsently. "WVel-whiat I was saying was that rourso it's sort of queer me askin' f you liked poetry, of course, on ac ount of my writing poetry the way I io now." Site looked up at him with a bright 'eadiness to respond modestly to vhatever exclamation lia wonder hould dictate; but Noble's attention tad straggled again, 'He failed to ~omprehend what she had set before tim. "IHas she written your mother late y?" lie asked, Florence's expression denoted a uental condition slightly disturbed. 'No," shte said. "It's goen' to be printed in the North End Daily Orl "What?'" "Myr nnnmi. W~.abohnt a vast amani -anyliw that's prob'ly the best thing In it, I guess-and they're goin' to have it toiorrow, or else they'll have to settle with me, .hat's one thing certi iI I'll bring one over to your iouse and leave it at the door for you, Mr. Dill." Noble had but a confused notion of what she thus generally promised. However, he said, "Thank you," and nodded vaguely. "Of course, I don't know as it's so awful good," Florence admitted insin cerely. "The family all seem to think it's something pretty much ; but I don't know if it is or not. Really, I don't I" "No," said Noble, still confused. "I suppose not." "I'm half vay through another one I, think myself'll be a good deal better. 'I'm not goin' a- fast with it as I (lid with the oth'er one, and I expect it'll be quite a ways ahead of this one." She again employed the deprecatory little laugh. "I don't know how I do it, myself. The familly all think it's sort of funny; I don't know how I do it myself ; but that's the way it is. They all say if they could do it they're sure they'd know how they did it; but I guess they're wrong. I presume if you canl (10 it, why it just coimles to you? Don't you presumxe that's the way It is, Mr. )Ill?" "I-guess so." They had reached his gate, and he stopped. "You're sure nione of your fanilly have heard any thing today?" he asked anxiously. "From Aunt Julia? I tioii't think they have." Ile sighed, and opened tle gate. "Well, good evening, Florence." 'Good evenling." Her eyes followed hliu wist fully as lie passed % within the Incmt sure ; then sho turnel and walked gluilkly toward her own home; but at lie corner of the next fence she called over her shoulder, "'l leave it with your mnother for you, if you're not home when I brilng it." "What?" lie shouted, from the vi cinity of his front door. "I'll leave it with your mother." "Leave what?" "The poi !" "Oh !" said Noble. Ills inother handed hii a copy of Ihe first issue of the Nor Ini Ent Dii ily Orioh, lie next day wheni lie caime home to lunch. 110 read It without cdiea tioh n; there was nothing about Julia inl it. TIH 11 Nolith End daily Orlola Atwater & Rooter Awners & Propreltors S'USCRIHt NOW 25 Cents Per, Year. Sub~script 4s should ie brought to (lhe ai.t etrance of Atwater & Rooter News paier Huibing every afternoon 4:30 to 6. :s Cents. 4 NEwS OF ThE cITY "The Candidates for mayor at the election ire Mr. P. N. Gordon and .oin T. Milo. The contest is very ;.:reat between these candidates, / "ilocombs chickens get In MR. Jo. sepli Atwater's yard a god deal lately. lie says chickens are out of place In at city of this size. "Minile the cook of MR. F. L. miiith's residlsence goes downtown ev. ry Thr'usday afts about three her reg ular' day for it. "A new ditch is b~eing duig across the allit. Hlenry D). Vance ha-kyr-ad ;Tlis about dlug but nohody Is wo)rking lhere niow. Patty Fairch ibi received t he highest mark in declaat Ion of the TA .at Sunmer School last F~ritday. "Ibilf's grorcey wagont ran over a 'at oI the Mr. Rtayfort fiailly. Geo. 1he driiver of the wa~gon stted lie hadi nt but wvas willing toa tak3 it :away tandl bur'g it somiewhleres Geo. stated('i regret anid clahned adotin g buiit a accident whileh couhd nol h' helpied land nlot his team that did the dan age. "Miss Colfleld teacher of the 7 A at Sumner' School was reported on thle sic'k list. We hope she wili soon be well. "There were several deaths in the city this week. "MR. Fairchild faither of Patty Fairchild1 was on the sick list sev'eral days and (did not go to his office but is out nowv. "Ben Krlso the cHauffeur of the Mr. IR. G. Atwater family washes their car @n Monday. In using the hose he turned water over the fence accident. ly and lilt Lonnie the was WOman in back of MRS. Bruffs who called lm Sonic low names, lien told her if she had beeni a muan he would strike her but so'on the distrulbanco was at EIn end. Thei'e is a good deal more of ot-her news which will be printed in our next NO." Advertisementa & Poems 20 Cent.' Each Up. yOSE0PI K. ATWATER & Co. 127 South Iowa St. Steam Pumps. TH E1 ORGCANSTEP By Florence Atwater.. The Odganstep wass eated at his organ in a In sorne beautiful words of vagle andl brir But ho Was a gridat organutep And always When the soil is weary And the mind is dreary, I would like to be an orkanhtep seted anl ay at Whethol' 1I, Utprgm Ight be Tatrohelbt or Mor I would play musio like a vast amen The way it sounds in a church of now. Subscribo" NOW 2 cents Adv. a Poetry 20 cents up. Atwater & Rooter. Newspaper Building 2 cents per year. (To be continued.) Engraved Cards ana Invitations. Advertiser Printing Co. 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