if n"7fT T-: KfBHlEtf&TIONAL FALLS PRESS PAGE THRE1 of to say the very idea his daring 1 "Silly!" She patted his head. "1 anything like that about you! Even didn't believe you'd try to camouflage 77ie MAN a if you do like me lot!" She sighed m». No—honestly—Isn't it true?" heavily. "And yet if you stop to think He studied her a moment. "What about it, it was sort of brave, too— would you say if it were?" he asked soberly. of it standing up to all us wben was NOBODY three to one, and he was wrong—poor She returned his gaze with engaging dear!" frankness. Hilliard looked down at her with KNEW "Oh. I want it to be—I want it to deep affection and troubled relief. be!" she said. "Carol's the sweetest "As long as I've a defender like you thing in town, and as for you 1 wouldn't worry," he said, "but I'm J: well, sometimes I almost wish I could afraid it won't be for so very long, marry you myself!" Angela, that you'll feel like defending Hay Feed By His heart leaped dangerously. One me." and complication the less! Oh, the respite "Why not?" she asked. of it! Angela removed from the problem "Just a notion of mine. It strikes Holworthy Hall and—he sank back wearily—Carol me that you're fonder of Rufus than coming into it again, and irrevocably. you let yourself think. And he needs 'Almost?'" he queried mechanically. a champion worse than I do I'm more 4» Copyright bj OoM, lfead Company, In& used to taking care of myself." These prices do the talking for as O She looked at the floor when she The corners of her mouth were peculiarly raised her eyes he saw the well remembered sensitive. BRAN OA depths in them. She was "Such a queer notion!" she said. SYNOPSIS. half-child, half-woman—and the woman Per Hundred "Where'd you ever get it?" was speaking with the child's "Oh, it came of its own accord. A/? MIDDLINGS AND SHORTS tongue. Her hand covered his the CHAPTER I.—In a base hospital at Per Hundred Neuilly, France, his face disfigured beyond warm, timid pressure was very assuaging. "It's been such a funny day," she recognition, an American soldier CRACKED CORN OQ AA said, musing. "Rufus was funny, and serving In the French army attracts attention a os I up os I Dad was funny, and you're so funny, by his deep despondency. Asked Per Hundred yV«vv and Carol was funny this morning, can really talk to you, can't I? I always by the surgeons for a photograph to guide lu them in making over his face, he offers thought I could well, and I'm funny now, and—" derision a picture of the Savior, bidding CTHundred $3.90 when you first came here I was pera "Carol!" he echoed involuntarily. them take that as a model. They do a I a She laughed at him, enjoying his discomfiture GROUND OATS O A A •& BO, making a remarkable likeness. with the sweet insolence of vet. in a way, only sort of boiled Per Hundred CHAPTER II.—Invalided home, on the a naughty juvenile and it was noteworthy down you know. Not like boat he meets Martin Harmon, New York OATS 4 that her arraignment of Waring a sister at all, but not the broker, who is attracted by his remarkable other sort, either. I thought it was $JL«jLv stopped short at this point. Per Bushel features. The ex-soldier gives his $26.00 name as "Henry Hilliard," and his home go in to be on I "I know something about you!" she as Syracuse, New York. He left there I like you better than any­ taunted wickedly. under a cloud, and is embittered against body else in the world—all but two. "What do you know, bright child?" his former fellow townsmen. Harmon ... I liked to be kissed by people I he demanded, red to the temples. makes him a proposition to sell mining Falls Lumber & Coal Company stocks in Syracuse, concealing his identity. like and you know "I know!" Her tone was singing. He accepts it, seeing in it a chance it's sort of like sunlight I need lots "So do you! Look at the man blush! to make good and prove he has been underestimated. of it. People have always fussed Why, you guilty thing! Why, you red PHONE 81 over me. ." Here she gave a geranium!" CHAPTER III.—In Syracuse "Hilliard" poignant sigh for her lost youth. "Only He sat down beside her, staring at in reality Richard Morgan) is accepted it's funny, too but as a stranger. He visits James Cullen, a her vivid, flower-like face. one of the two people I do like better former employer, relating a story of the "Angela, you little demon, stop death of Richard Morgan, and is surprised than I do you ... in a different laughing at me!" at the regret shown by Cullen and way ... Is ... is Rufe his youthful daughter Angela. While at It was fresh incentive she only bubbled W a a a a a the Cullen home Carol Durant, Morgan's the more. former fiancee, makes a call. torn cat but somehow I don't "I told you I'd laugh at you some mind it from him I always like it. time," she reminded him triumphantly, CHAPTER IV.—Hilliard repeats to Carol He was so frightfully jealous his story of Morgan's death and is deeply "and this is the time!" moved by the evidence of her deep feeling about you, and I ... I teased him "Think so?" for the supposed dead man. He resolves, about that. It was just because he "I know so!" All at once she became however, to continue the deception. thought you weren't quite good enough demurely sober. "I'm awfully for me, I guess. And you've got to glad, honestly ... it isn't out yet, CHAPTER V.—Next day Hilliard gathers give him credit for that, now, haven't of course, but everybody knows about from Angela that Carol had always you? And ... I hope you and Carol, especially since Jack loved Dick Morgan, and while delivering you and Carol 'II be awfully happy together." to her a letter supposedly from her former Armstrong lost out, and went West, fiancee realizes that his affection is just the way they do in novels. I'm unchanged. His welcome by Doctor Durant, "Dear girl!" said Hilliard gently. just as glad as I can be. Only you Carol's father, also shakes his resolution "Do you understand?" Her eyes might have given me a wee little hint to continue the deception, but he conquers it. were very pleading, very misty. —just to me, you know, mightn't you?" "Angela!" He caught at her hand. "Understand?—yes. Can I wish you CHAPTER VI.—In Syracuse Hilliard is "Oh! That wakes you up, doesn't happiness, too?" looked upon as a capitalist and mining expert, and in that capacity, in pursuance it?" Her manner changed to the ma- "Not yet," she said, adorably prim. of his object, interests Cullen in the possibility "He hasn't oh, we both know of wealth in mining properties. about it, but he's got to graduate from The Cullens and Hilliard go to the Durant A home for dinner. law school first, and—after that maybe I can travel a little." She blushed shamefully. "You needn't CHAPTER VII.—Observations at the Durants' convince Hilliard that the doctor grin like a Cheshire cat—I guess I'll and his daughter had always been his see Niagara Falls, anyway!" true friends, and his love for Carol becomes "I wasn't grinning," he said. "I stronger. He realizes he has a dangerous rival in Jack Armstrong, also very was smiling at you right out of my much in love with Carol, and the two men heart. But I do wish happiness tacitly agree to fight it out fairly. to you—always and always. And CHAPTER VIII.—Despite his success in I'm happier myself than I've been for Interesting capitalists of Syracuse in his ages dear ." He stopped, mining venture (which he believes to be a swamped by the recollection sound proposition) Hilliard regrets having by that it was Waring who was to placed himself in such a false position, but in justice to Harmon feels he must go share in the demonstration of his perfidy. on. He makes confession to Carol of his To wish happiness to an executioner—and love for her, and she admits the possibility not be a hypocrite? Incredible—yet of his affection being returned in true. Hilliard wished time. him happiness. CHAPTER IX.—Rufus Waring, youthful "What is it?" she demanded, alert I N O AT CO suitor of Angela Cullen, jealous of to his altered expression. Milliard, becomes angrily watchful of the "Nothing, I'm just sorry utter's business. Harmon visits Syracuse, "DULL"' Durham cigarettes you roll them I'm not a Mormon!" and a prominent business man of the city, seeing them together, warns "You're fibbing! Still O yourself from genuine "Bull" Durham Hilliard of Harmon's reputation. Disturbed, Hilliard rose hastily. Hilliard asks Harmon for an explanation, tobacco fifty from one bag. "Wait!" she said. "You can't go and the broker unguardedly until you've told me one more thing admits a former swindle, and also that No machine can even duplicate your "own" the mining proposition is a "fake." Hilliard you don't honestly think Rufe's threatens to make the knowledge rolled from genuine "Bull" Durham tobacco. underhanded, now, do you?" public, but Harmon shows him he has be "No—oh, no, Angela. A man can made himself an accessory. Hilliard sees Good old reliable "Bull". Always genuine "That Wakes You Up, Doeosn't It?" nothing to do but go on with the deals. so upset that he can—" "You know we were just shocked since 1865 he's been everyone's friend. ternal if Hilliard had been in a differnt and surprised—and Dad's awfully CHAPTER X.—In an Interview with frame of mind it would have quick tempered. And it was so sudden! Carol, deeply touched by her friendliness convulsed him. "Now, just be calm E N I N E We didn't stop to talk it over, and interest in him, Hilliard almost determines and tell me all about it," she instructed to admit his duplicity, plead for we sailed right into him, and all of us him indulgently. "Tell me everything—I forgiveness, and make a fresh start, but BULLDURHAM got excited, and then you came in. cannot nerve himself to the confession. won't repeat it to a single We didn't know how frightfully jealous 4* soul! I'm awfully excited about it. Rufe could be—he's been bad Please tell me." enough before, but this time was the CHAPTER XI.—Armstrong, moved by a "Angela! Where did you—" chivalrous feeling, admits to Hilliard that limit—and it's only because he's a boy. She pouted instantly. he is going to Montana to investigate It's sort of primeval. You properties which Hilliard represents, and "Not just plain 'Angela'—put some know." the latter sees the end approaching. Harmon, trimming on it." "Yes, dear—yes!" to whom he has turned over the "Well—Angela, dear what's money he has collected, has paid him A id us that about Jack Armstrong? Say that handsome commissions on the business He long before he ever knew you. done, and he determines to turn over to again—and tell me everything you the subscribers all he possesses, in that know about it. Be serious for once. way undoing to some extent the wrong That's a good girl!" tie had unwittingly done. Her eyes were mischievously tender somehow she reminded Hilliard of that CHAPTER XII.—At the Cullen home moment in the hallway of the Durants' ufus Waring confronts Hilliard with the house—the most precious of all ccusation that the Montana property has little value. Cullen refuses to believe his recent memories. the story. Hilliard gives Cullen $8,000, all "Will you tell me If I tell you?" he has, to hold in trust, pending an investigation. "Yes. I guess so." From Angela, Hilliard learns Her finger was upraised in warning. that Carol has refused Armstrong's offer of marriage, for the reason that she is in love with Hilliard. "Say "Yes, dear.'" "Yes, dear," said Hilliard, writhing. Simply wild with it. You know~that— She settled herself with a little don't you?" flounce of excitemnt. Hilliard started for it wasn't an "Well Jack asked her, and emboldening beginning. Not the least she refused him. Flat as a so it implied exactly the sort of rivalry pancake. That's gospel truth! She which he had feared, and which he told me she'd refused him, and he had come to relinquish. told me the pancake part. And everybody's "Who is? Oh! Rufus Waring?" glad of it—he's a nice boy "Terribly jealous. Perfectly crazy awfully nice—but nowhere near as with it. That's what all this whole nice as you are. And he's just naturally mess is about." She tossed her head gone away to get over it. And willfully. "I don't care do you?" you're the only one left. So—that's The unreserved bluntness of it neartook finished." him off his feet renewing the He stared at her unblinkingly. Had evastating suspicion that Angela had he really been at such cross-purposes grown to care too much for him—too with Armstrong at the station, then? much for her own good. The conception was illuminating. 10c "Of "Why, Angela!" he said lamely. "Everybody?" he repeated, red and course I do. It hurts me." white by turns, and mightily hushed. She hammered a gold-embroidered "What does that mean?" 'That's for GoocUby." sofa-cushion with one tiny fist. "Just that. Everybody. That is—" It thought he was protecting us. was "Oh, he's jealous of everything and Her accent was deliciously superior. Just_an obsession.—" everybody. That doesn't count any "That is, all the people one knows." more. Only it made me perfectly "They think they think furious. ... I wanted to scratch him rm the the one?" (Continued on page six)