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THIS II VS lIAm.NED NAN CAPFOLI private to JOHN CURTIH MOl <AN a* torn*v d;.** rovers phr is Jn iovr *ith r.r-r rrr.r'o '■ *r 1 f.on is p<v*tp-.jr.eo r.et, *,hr Irnrrr Morgan 1* ’aicins: hi- prof*.'.tonal intearrv on the rf hi' fr.*r.G Hr'HT CRAVFOHD. ;ndir ft for On the last dar ot Cranford : trial, lit * '**- CCFTTfi MORGAN. ix-\#*r-oin son of - re* th r]r*f e Nan r ->nd‘ r< Mrn '-nparrn* : tr n * from hi handbag The no*r ,v from Cnrrford and virtnalH admits hi* g nl‘ and h’ *viM Tris. Ora % ford leaver town after }.v arquittal -;nd p fe*’ da** *e* In*- d*pa r s for ;• PO*.d P>* cl ire tr.p - the er ' M' gan rere;ve a r ;>ef ;,l deliver*, from Ir, annoinrm* her and begging him no* *o nr.* 'or her She ro r r * - 'f C-jjfr ‘ r : o Nan does r.ot tel M rg- 1 ' ' • - • or n p. Mon I .■** ir desperation . ?,bo?p to piftee ] . chili In a bo-d:op -< h*v>l hen Nan d!<auade* Mm. pleading that the bos needs S ne-rr V * \f" ';• *. : rL>rj t 0 the capitaon ‘ . e . Nan offer to stay at the Morgan home -.< ?th r r.e bov and to attempt to orp; : i/e me hnurejcetDing Morgan rd the bo* ran carr- on. NOW GO ON WITH Tfll STORV CHAPTER XX 'Continued l Aloud she aid to Efellc, who was bringing in the cofTec: ‘Tell Maude rm coming out to the kitchen to talk with her when I’ve fuiished my coffee. And Estelle. I’ll take Curtis up to bed myself. Eight's his bedtime, isn't it? Will you see that his night things arc in my room?'’ “Yes. Miss Carroll, but I’m afraid he’ll disturb you- you not being used to a child." Estelle deprecated. "He san awful restless sleeper." Nan did not tell the maid that sjic expected to be far more disturbed by the ghost of a woman with red-gold hair and utterly unfair beauty- the ghost of a woman who was not dead, but who haunted every inch of the house she had deserted CHAPTER XXI AS soon as Nan Carroll looked . into Maude O'Brien s broad, plump face she knew that the two would like each other. "Go on with your dishwashing, Mrs. O'Brien." Nan suggested, looking about the immaculate kitchen with frankly approving eyes, "f know you want to get through as soon as you can. You don't ‘live in,’ do you? "No. miss. There's me husband and me bov. and we can't be separated. miss." the cook answered, chcerfullj voluble. I did make so bold as to ask Mrs. Morgan to let the three of us live in the servants’ rooms over the garage, seeing as how Big Pat—that's me husband, miss, called that because of Little Pat. me boy. you know’—tends the furnace here nights and mornings. Big Pat offered to mind the furnace and do odd jobs to pay for the rent, but the missus 'lowed she didn't want her boy playing with her cook's boy— ’’ "How old is Little Pat, Mrs. O Brien?" Nan interrupted. "Ten he is. and smart as a whip, j if I do say so as I shouldn't. Full of spirits, miss, but not a mean streak in his whole little Irish body. Curtis is crazy about Little Pat; tries to sneak out and play with him every night, p's a lonely lad he is, poor little one." Nan suddenly felt as excited as if she were stumbling upon the solution of a murder mystery. “I'd like to meet Big Pat and Lit Me Pat. Mrs. O'Brien. Perhaps Mrs. Morgan, spoke a little hastily, without really knowing Little Pat. Mrs. Morgan,” she added, in a carefully casual voice, “is going to be abroad for several months, according to her present plans, and Mr. Morgan has asked me to help arrange matters here during her absence.” “If you'd like to see Big Pat and

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It was shortly after 5 o'clock of Crystal's first day as a, newspaper woman. The city room of The p--ess was deserted by its small army o; reporters, special writers and copy desk men. Only Harry Blaine, Crystal’s friend but almost unrecognizable in his capacity as hard-boiled city editor, remained to check the home edition with that of their afternoon competitor, the Sun. and to jot down a few- of tomorrow's assignments in a dog-eared, black-bound book. Although she was very tired and free to call it a day. as Harry had assured her. Crystal lingered on, her fascinated eyes returning again and again to a front-page story, with a two-column boxed head, beneath which were the magic words, “Bv Crystal Hathaway." Her first “by-line"! Her first newspaper feature story. And on the front page, in chummy juxtaposition with a “lead" store' of The Press' annual Christmas campaign for the poor, signed by the managing editor himself—Edward Y. Horton. It was a master-piece—she thought—of dignified, warm-hearted appeal. Harry was paying no attention to her, but was working with that furious haste and concentration which seemed to be typical of newspaper men. She was very tired, but very happy. Laying her head upon the typewriter which she had used when writing her own story, she closed her eyes and reviewed her day. Harry had sent her over to the offices of the United Charities. There the secretary, an oldish man who looked extremely well-fed and who obviously loved the feeling of authority and power which his job gave him. talked fulsomely of his work and. finally, when she had despaired of getting concrete instructions from him. of the help she was expected to give him. “Os course." he explained, “the donations received from the readers of The Press are used only for Christmas cheer. A mistake. I sometimes think, since I could use the money to much better advantage. but —” shrugging—"we are grateful, naturally, for aid of any kind.” When she left at last, talked almost to death, she carried away with her a list of “worthy and needy’’ cases, with instructions as

Little Pat, they're down the basement this very minute, fixing the furnace for the r.ight. I'll call them. The- usually wait for mo down there till I'm through with my work: then we go home together, and T stir up a bit of supper for the Hirer of us, but it is hard—us In mg across the tracks and the nights cold and snow on the ground . . . Yoo-iioo. Big Pat." she called in a strident but pleasant voice, down the laundry chute. tt a a \ TALI . bronri-shouldrred man. /v black-haired and blue-eyed, and a -mall masculine edition of red-haired. blue-eyed Maude O'Brien pushed into the kitchen from the ba ement stairs, laughing at -ome joke of their own. When they saw Nan. in amber chiffen. perched upor the kitchen stool. Big Pat became awkward and shuffling, but Little Pat planted his feet wide apart, thrust his hands into his trouses pockets and grinned up at her with a serene unconscious- j ness of cla s distinction. For which 1 Nan. adoring him at sight, could . have hugged him. "Hello, Big Pat and Little Pat,” she .sang out gayly. "Mrs. O'Brien and I have been hatching a grand ; scheme, haven’t we, Mrs. O'Brien?” "Have we n<#. ?” Maude O'Brien repeated innocently. "Os course we have. Say, Little j Pat, would you like to make some | money—a dollar a week?” Betch life!” Little Pat replied promptly, his broad grin almost reaching his ears. "If you and your mother and father took the rooms over the garage. do you think you'd like to take Curtis to and from ,-chool—the nearest public school, of course— | and play with him in the after- j noons? He has a wonderful police J puppy, you know.” "Sure, I know’. It was me that named that puppy.” Little Pat tossed off nonchalantly. *“ ‘Call him Cop, kid.' I said, and he did. Sure I'd like the job. Gee! It'd be swell —a dollar a week for nothing but | playing! Can’t I, Mom?” “It's the sensible young lady you are, miss,” Maude O’Brien told Nan: Carroll with apparent irrelevance.; ' Public school! It'll be the making j of the poor little motherless lad — j motherless only temporarily, I mean,! miss,” she hastened to amend. “There is a grade school just about; six blocks from nere, I believe,” Nan | mused, nodding her brown head thoughtfully. “I understand. Big Pat, that you’re willing to attend to the furnace in exchange for the rent of the rooms over the garage.” "Yes, miss, and glad of the chance,” Big Pat acknowledged, after clearing his throat politely. "You see. miss, I have a job daytimes, but the extra money comes in handy, so I tend the furnace in this house and the next. Me and Maude’s saving up to send the boy to college. He wants to be a doctor, and doctor it/ll be. if we keep our strength.”

“I really haven't known exactly what to do." Nan confessed frankly. “Mr. Morgan thought I'd better try to find a housekeeper, in addition to the cook and maid, but it does seem rather ridiculous to have three grown people all working for one lone man and bov. doesn't it? So I’ve been wondering, since talking with you, Mrs. O’Brien, if you and Estelle between you couldn’t manage to look after Curtis the evening that Mr. Morgan will be working late or dining out. If you could,” she hastened to add, “I

to how to get her stories, and what she could and could not print. No names, of course, and addresses only in a general way. And now here in The Press was her first story, a simply told but very moving account of a little blind boy’s hope that Santa Claus would fill his stocking with “toys that feel nice and make funny noises, and last a long time, ’cause I can't go outside and play with the other kids much.” He was only 4, too young yet to go away to the state school for the blind, and there w’as only his mother. a tired drab of 40. with five other children, to make his lonely, blind life happy unless the readers of The Press chose to play Santa Claus. A lot of Crystal’s heartaches for him and his scrubby, skinny brothers and sisters had been eased by writing the story, but fresh tears welled in her closed eyes as she remembered. “Sorry, but that's my typewriter, if you're not using it," a voice very close to her brought her head up with a jerk. Her wide, translucent hazel eyes stared at the man beside her through a lens of tears. Then, rapidly, she blinked them away, but even before she could see him clearly Crystal Hathaway had fallen in love. (To Be Continued.!

“Tea for Two ” The problem confronting the bride, or any woman who must prepare meals for a family of two, is trying, and often leads to haphazard methods ii menus are not planned in advance. Cooking small portions may be done economically or extravagantly, and our Washington Bureau's cockers- expert has prepared anew bulletin intended to help those who want to keep their food costs down and at the same time serve meals that are wholesome and tempting. The bulletin is COOKING FOR TWO and contains menus for breakfast, luncheon and dinner, with recipes giving amounts of ingredients. Fill out the coupon below and send for it: CLIP COUPON HERE COOKERY EDITOR. Washington Bureau. Indianapolis Times, 1322 New York Avenue, Washington. D. C.: I want a copy of the bulletin COOKING FOR TWO and enclose herewith 5 cents in loose, uncancelled United States postage stamps, or coin, to cover postage and handling costs. Name Street and No City State I am a reader of The Indianapolis Times.

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am sure that Mr. Morgan will be glad to pay you both a little more salary than Mrs. Morgan arranged for. Estelle could have two evening.'- as well as one afternoon a week out. if you could arrange with , her to be here the other ex’enings. or a least when Mr. Morgan asks you to stay. What do you think Mrs. O'Brien?” a a tt THE cook considered, as she unrolled her sleeves, her work done for the night. "The part about 1 Curtis is easy, miss. Lord, I can keep an eye on two rapscallions as j well as one. But I'm just thinking. ! miss, if you don't mind me saying so. that a house without a woman bossing it is like a ship with mutiny on it. Estelle's a nice enough girl, and I guess I’m fair-to-middlin’ easy to get along with, but neither of us knowing which one is to take hold and give orders, like . . . Me —for instance, I like to have the lady of the house write out the menus for me, not having much gift that way. though being a fair cook—” “You're a wonderful cook Mrs. O’Brien,” Nan corrected her warmly. "But I do understand what you mean, and I think it’s awfully nice of you to put it so honestly. I wonder if you and Estelle would very much mind my keeping an eye on things? I could give you the menus for the week every Monday, and you could be responsible for the marketing. I’m sure you would try to be as economical as if you were buying food for your own table,” she flattered the cook "That I w-ould, miss, and glad to do it for the poor lone man,” Maude O'Brien agreed heartily. "It's a grand idea, miss, if you could spare the time.” "Then suppose we figure on that basis.” Nan beamed. “I’ll have rll tradesmen's bills sent to me at the office, and will check them with your duplicates once a month. I’ll pay salaries, too, and see that raises come when they’re earned. Men don’t notice about such things, you know. And I’ll do the shopping for the house, if you and Estelle will keep a list and give it to me once a week. Curtis’ clothes, too. of course. Does the laundry go out?” "No. miss. Hattie, a colored woman. comes two days a week—Monday for washing and Tuesday for ironing and mending.” Maude answ-ered. “She keeps the clothes in order, as well as the linens. She’s good, Hattie is.” “Fine!” Nan cried, seeing the last of her most pressing problems slipping away. “When could you move into the rooms above the garage?” ‘Tomorrow, miss,” Big Pat answered, grinning his approval of her quick decisions. “I take it you’d like to see the little shaver settled while you’re here, miss. With me and Maude and Little Pat on the premises you won’t need to worry about the lad, miss.” * tt tt tt

WHEN she returned to the living room Nan found Curtis lying i before the fireplace, his mournful j black eyes gazing upward at the | life-size portrait of his exquisite | mother, his lanquid fingers pulling j absent-mindedly at the ears of a sleeping puppy. Nan's heart, which had been so full of pity and love for the deserted husband, swelled suddenly to make room for the forlorn little boy who had been made worse than motherless by Iris’ guilty passion for Bert Crawford. “Bed time, man-child,” she called blithely, but her voice was husky with tears. “Man-child.” Curtis repeated dreamly. “That's what father calls me—man--child. Sometimes he says sqrmy-boy, too. Mother calls me ‘lover.’ What's a lover Nana?” “One who loves, of course," Nan gibed gaily, but there w'as a swift stab of pain in her heart at the thought that some day Curtis would know a different, less simple, more sinister meaning of the word, and that he might hear it applied to the man who had stolen his mother from her husband and her son. “Come along, now. It’s eight o'clock. And I’ve got something awfully exciting to tell you w'hile you get ready for bed.” The girl and the child were walking up the stairs together, hand in hand, whm the telephone rang. “That’s icng distance!” Curtis shrilled, beginning to jump up and dowm on ‘he stairs. “The phone’s in the library. Nana. Whoopee! Betcha it’s mother! T knew Estelle was a liar when she said mother wasn’t coming back!” “And I bet it’s your father!” Nan cried, bounding down _ the stars two steps at a time. But. oh, what if it was Iris? Could she possibly make herself rejoice, if Iris was coming home? (To Be Continued) WIFE AIDS OPERATION DENVER. June 10.—Dr. William C. Finnoff has his wife to thank for the success of his serious appendix operation. His wife. Dr. Virginia Van Meter, pleaded with her father, Dr. S. D. Van Meter, to allow her to assist in the operation. Her aid, it is said, was invaluable.

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