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Bd BEGIN HERE TODAY fe and Caroline Meed live on a Mead Meadows, with their indeoJjovable grandfather, Major Sam and two old Negro servants, Al‘and Zeke. Kate is engaged to Morpn Prentiss, who neglecls her for Eve beautiful and wealthy. Meed loses the farm te Jeff a bitter young mountaineer. hates Jeff for taking their bome, § Be, in spite of her insolent treatfinds himself in love with her. . Kate decides to give up Morgan, just as he is on the point of jilting her for ; Needing money, Kate and Caroline up a collage cheese route, but soon rd their cow dies. One day Kate Caroline erying. Questioning her, ‘she learn Caroline is preparing te marry Mr. Grayson, a well-to-do widower +3 she does not love. Kate protests “against this sacrifice. . NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

| . . CHAPTER XXIII

AROLINE hesitated, then burst out breathlessly, “Mr. promised me $1000 a year . for Gran'dad! For the house here. "He says he's always admired “Gran'dad and would consider it an “honor to give it, through me. He's a kind man, Kate!” "Kate was too surprised to answer ‘for a moment. Then she said, ' "Yes, he is kind—but he’s even "smarter than he’s kind, Caroline. 's buying you. You're 30 years r than he is. You're other things, too—pretty and and easily managed. worth a thousand a bonus, over and above your and keep?” & “You've no right to put it like . that,” Caroline protested. £ “I've a right to discuss the bar"gain when my sister sells herself. ¥ou can't stop me. He asked you "last night, of course? I thought 4 looked queer when you came _ uptairs. When's he coming for his . answer? Plenty soon, I'll bet.” “Tonight,” Caroline admitted. “I "don't mind it, Kate. Really, honey! "I don't know what made me cry. . Just nerves, I s'pose.”

Kate asked, “Do you mind be- |

ing poor so dreadfully? I mean, is it getting you down?” " Caroline twisted her hands together, like a child in distress. “It's not the work -I mind, Kate. Or this * dinky little house. Or even the doing without things. It's—it’s the Kate could not pretend to mis“understand. She, too, had felt it. Pear of debt and failure and family "dissolution. Fear of sickness, even death, without money to carry it through.

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: AROLINE said in a gentle, tired pt voice, “We'll not be able to pay "out, Kate. Every week we go in debt a little deeper. ing on. We'll need coal and food, and warmer clothes.” : “We can make our old clothes ~ do!” Kate answered sharply. “Are you too proud to wear patches? ~ We can eat plainer food! Caroline, we haven't begun to economize yet! We won't have to burn “coal till the dead of winter. There are old trees on the place that Zeke can cut. We'll get a man to help him, on shares. There's our fuel! And we've still got the order for Jeff Howard's baked goods. There's several dollars red a week, right there!”

In excited staccato phrases she |

| tried to show Caroline that they could weather the winter. “Be- ' gides,” she said, “I've a scheme that'll bring us in a few hundred! “It's as good as done—only don’t ask me about it yet. Oh, Caroline, promise me you won't throw yoursell "away like that! Promise me you'll tell him ‘No'!” Caroline was looking at her fe sister in bright relief. | "You're wonderful, Kate! I thought

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YZ ATE replied grimly, “I'll not K trust you to tell him anything. " Ill make you write it. The man ‘over-persuaded you last night. I'll not give him another chance at you. | You're sort of weak willed, and yet Fo have an enormous capacity rr self-sacrifice—" Caroline hag reached for pen and . “I'm ready to write. Can you stop scolding long enough to dictate?” “wes” said Kate. “Write this, . "Dear Mr. Grayson: My answer to . your proposal of marriage is “no.” ~ 1 appreciate the compliment you "have paid me, and I shall always "be deeply grateful for your inclina- | tion to help my grandfather, but “those feelings are not enough for Are you keeping up,

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. where, I am sure, there is a woman . more suited to you and a man more . suited to me. Let us try to find " them. Sincerely, Caroline Meed.'” “T think it's a very good letter,” . Caroline remarked when she had "writen her name. “It's much plain"er than I could have said it.” "Kate was getting into her riding “Now lick the flap,” she in- , “and I'll deliver it at once.” = » ” ATE lost no time. In half an hour she was leaning from her tting the letter into Mr. 's hand. “It’s from my sis- . No, thank I'm in quite a

"She rode away and left him finge the envelope in surprise. She i t, “I hope he doesn’t read it " §ill I'm out of sight. I hope he isn't 1 broken up over it.”

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Rickety House she did not turn in. Her destination was two miles up the road. Shy came to the Hold farm and let herself and Brown Boy through the gate that led to the barn. There she found Mr. Hold, tor whom she was looking. She said to him, “Last year you wanted by buy my horse for your son. I told you I'd never sell him, but I've changed my mind.”

Mr. Hold who had come up to prosperity from the tenant class and was wholesomely proud of the fact, was a man of few words. He now | yanked a suspender strap and spat reflectively. Kate said, “I wouldn't offer him to anybody else, Mr. Hold. I know you'd never work him. Frown Boy wouldn't stand being worked. He's proud.” “Yeah,” Mr. Hold remarked. “But

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away,” Kate urged, “before I change my mind. I'll leave the saddle and bridle here and pick them up some other time. I'll walk home.” “You're sudden, ain't you?” Mr. Hold said with a laugh. “Will you come in and sit with my wife while I write the check?” » FJ »n

O, thank you,” Kate answered. “I'll stay here with Brown Boy.” But she did not look at the horse, or pet him. She stuck her hands in the pockets of her jacket and tried to recite a crazy poem she had learned as a child. One of her shoulders rested against the horses warm side. } Presently Mr. Hold came out with the check and she signed a receipt, holding the paper against the barn door. He said, as she started off, “It’s a right smart walk for a hot day. Get on the horse and ride him home, Miss

Kate. I'll send Ralph over for him later.” “No,” Kate answered quickly.

“No, I'd rather walk.” She saw that Brown Boy had turned his head and was staring at her quizzically as she moved toward the gate. “Good-by to you, Mr. Hold. He's a horse that likes plenty of

oats.” “Sure,” -Mr. Hold replied good naturedly. “He's a big fellow. Eats

his head off, I reckon.” Kate paused again and came back a few steps. “You understand I wouldn’t sell him to just anybody, Mr. Hold. Ralph's a nice boy with horses. I've watched him plowing.” “Sure,” the man repeated, patting Brown Boy's anxious head.

“Sure. Ralph’ll treat him fine, Miss Kate. He's a good rider. They'll get along.”

Kate was wearing a fixed smile. She let herself through the lot gate and walked out on the dusty pike. She walked very rapidly and did not look back. She said aloud, beating the weeds with her crop, “I could stand it all right if there was any way to make him understand why I did it—"” She meant Brown Boy.

(To Be Continued)

PERATOR, get me Royal 8888. - . Hello, may I speak to | Mrs. Morrison? . . . Oh, she’s en- | tertaining guests at dinner? Well, | —please call her anyway. This is important. . . . Hello, is this Mrs. {A. J. Morrison? I just called to ask Lyou to vote for Mr. Tumulty for 1 Mayor tomorrow. . . . Why, yes, I [know you are having dinner. . | Who am I? Oh, I'm—a representa- | tive of one of the women’s clubs. | We want to find out how much of a | chance Tumulty has. . . . Oh, you | were expecting to vote for him? That's fine. Col. Delafield wouldn't make nearly so good a Mayor. . . . Yes, I know you must get back to the party but—just a minute, Mrs. Morrison! How about your three | sons? Are they Tumulty men? - . . {I thought they would be. Thank | you for your time. Good-by. “Maritime 4543. . Hello, (Lorna? How go the votes? . . . I just called Mrs. Morrison. This is a swell system! But don’t you wish that we could vote, too? . . . I know—we are helping him by getting votes, anyway. ,yHas Aunt Mattie heard you phoning yet? . . . No, mother’s out, and I'm all alone in the library. I'm all set to make another call. 'Bye. “Royal 8888 again, please. . . . Hello, I'd like to speak to Mr. George Morrison. . - . But it's very important. Tell him—it's from head-

quarters. . . Thank you. . . . Hello, Mr. George. . . . What? , . . Uh—no—Jake hasn't found out

about that deal yet. . . . But—this isn't Sadie! . . Mr. Morrison, I just want you to vote for Tumulty tomorrow. - . What? . . . Well, you might be a little careful of your

language! . . . But—you must vote for Tumulty! Col. Delafield is not the right man. . . Oh, you

were going to vote for Tumulty, but after this. . . . Hmm—hung up on me, did you? = ” = “ ELLO ... Oh, yes, Lorna? You seem kinda hoarse. ..+ . Do I, too? I oughta sound older then. I don’t sound like 17, do I? ... Well, I still have a long list of the ‘uncertains.” .-. We'll get him elected, you bet. So long, for now. “I want Royal 8888 again. . . . Hello, is Mr. Harold Morrison there? . + .. We-ll, he asked me to call. ... Hurry, please! . . . Oh, Mr. Morrison? I— I met you at a party once, (and you asked me to telephone { sometime. . . . Who am I? You guess. . . . Yes, I know you are having a dinner. But you guess now. ... No, I'm not Elsie. Nor Betty. ... Don’t get mad! . . . We-ll, I have long, black hair an’—soulful eyes. Remember me? . .. Oh, your guests (can wait a minute! . . . But you | haven't guessed me! . . . Did you | say ‘What's the big idea of all this?’ | Well, the idea is to get you to vote | for Tumulty tomorrow. Oh, what's { wrong with this phone! . .. What? ... Am I the one who's been pestering your mother and brother and spoiling the dinner? Well, there are several of us phoning. . . . Now, Mr. Morrison, we don't intend to be nuisances. We just want you to vote for Tumulty ... All right. Good-by!”

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. ING Maritime 4543 again, operator. . . . Lorna? Am I all in? Politics is no! cinch. It’s sure taxing my poor brain . . . don’t laugh, I never had to thik so fast before. Did you rope in the McDowells? . . . Nice going! Have to get to work now. ‘Bye. “Royal 8888, once more, operator. . . . Hello, let me talk to Mr. Evans Morrison. Tell him it's about the football game. . . . Did I call a while ago? It must have been some one else. . . . Thank you. . . . Hello, Mr. Evans Morrison? I wanted to tell you how much I liked your playing in the college game last Saturday. . +. Oh I'm just an admirer. . . .

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wants to talk to me? . . . Hel-lo, Mrs. Morrison. What? ... Could you talk a little lower? What? . . . Did

you say Tumulty? But, Mrs. Morrison! Ooh! My ear! All right! Goodby! Don’t forget to vote!

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“CQ WITCH me back to Maritime 4543 . . . Lorna? Do I sound weak? . .. Yep. How you coming? . . . Spiffy! Think I'll call election headquarters now . .. Oke.

“Main 1234 . . . Hello, Miss Burns? This is Maybelle. How does The election look? .. . Grand! ... Oh, is he there? Let me talk to him, if he’s not too busy. . .. Hello, Dad. . . . I just wanted to see how things were coming. You mustn't worry about the old election. Lorna and I have just been getting votes for you! . .. Oh—sort of soliciting. . . . Honestly! . . . Yes, I'm going to bed early. Big day tomorrow. And just think—about this time tomorrow night, I'll be the daughter of the new Mayor of Berkeville! Won't it sound swanky? ‘Miss Maybelle Delafield, youngest daughter of his Honor, Mayor William Henry Dela-

field!” . . . Okay, Goodnight, Daddy.” THE END. (Copyright. 1936. by United Feature Syndicate. Inc.)

The characters in this story are fictitious.

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