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The Qirl in the Mirror V Bq Elizabeth Jordan ♦♦♦a ••♦•••••♦••>< >♦♦♦♦* <e Sr Th* Ceatary Caaanaay.) WNV Mrva. STORY FROM THE START Laurie Devon, a gay young chap somewhat Inclined to wtldnaaa, haa recently succeeded •• a playwright. Hla wealthy sister Barbara. who has helped him to »ucceed. has just been married and Is going to Japan, leaving Laurie on his own Epstein aud Bangs, his theatrical partners. have promised Barbara to seep an eye on Laurie. They scold him for his laslness of late, and he retorts that he seeks adventure. From his window in New Yoik he sees the reflection of a beautiful girl in a mirror in the house opposite. From the elevator boy in the girTs house Laurie learns the girl’s name is Mayo again tn the mirror’s reflection he sees her with a revolver and fears she means to commit suicide. He rushes into her apartment, and. winning her confidence, induces her to lunch with him. though she warns hint of danger. At lunch she admits there is a mystery in her life She says also that her funds are almost exhausted, but refuse# flatly Lauries' offer of financial help As a stranger enters the restaurant, the girl mutters "He has found me." Upon learning that the man has no claim on her. Laurie warns the stranger not to molest the girl, whose name, Laurie learns, la Doria

CHAPTER V—Continued “Shaw.” she aiiswered.dnwllllngly. “Is It spelled P-B-h-a-wT* Ijturle asked the question with polite Interest. Then, realising that In her preoccupation she did not follow this flight of his mercurial spirits, he sobered. “It's a perfectly food name.” he conceded. “buCthere must be more of it. What’s the restT” •‘He calls himself Herbert Ransome Shaw'*' Uturie made a mental note of the name “I shall call him Bertie." he firmly announced. ‘To show you how unimportant he really is. By the way”—a sudden memory struck him —“he told me your name—Doria" He added the name so simply that he seemed to be calling her by it. A faint shadow of her elusive smile touched her lips "I like It—-I»oris." Laurie repeated, dreamily. "I am so glad." she murmured. He ignored the irony in her tone. “I suppose you have severs’ more, like our friend Bertie, but you needn't tell them to me. If I had to use them every time I spoke to you. it might check my Inspiration. Doris will do very nicely. Doris, Doria!" “Are you making a song of 1t?" "Yes, a hymn.” She looked at him curiously. ‘•You’re a queer boy, I can’t quite make you out. One minute you’re serlons ami lhe next- a " “If you're puzzled over me, picture my mental turmoil over vou.” “Oh me**’ With a gesture she consigned herself to the uttermost ends of the universe. The taxicab had stopped. They had reached the studio building without observing the fact Tlif’nrr<on the feature* of the chauffeur suggested that If they wanted to ait all day they could do it. but that It would not be his personal choice. « Doria held out her hand. "Good-by,” she said gently. “And thank you. I'm really more—appreciative—than 1 seem” Laurie’s look expressed more surprise than he had ever really experienced over anything. “But we haven't nettled matters!" he cried. "We’re going to the bank—" "We are not." Rhe spoke with sharp decision. Then, relenting at the expression of his face, she touched the heavy gold-and-amber chain around her neck. “I can pawn this.’' she said briefly. “It didn’t seem worth while before, bnt as I've got to go on. I promise you I *Ol do It. I will do It today" she added hurriedly, "this afternoon. If you wish. It Is valuable. I can get enough on It to keep me for a month." ’Till we find that job for you.” he suggested, brightening. She agreed, with a momentary flash of her wonderful smile. "And you will let me drop in this evening and take you to dinner?" “No. thank you. But—" again she relented—“you may come in for an hour at eight." “I believe you are a crowned head." murmured iJturie. discontentedly. ‘That’* just the way they do in books. When I come 1 suppose I must speak only “hen I'm spoken to. And when you suddenly stand up at nine. I’ll know the audience Is over." She laughed softly, her red-brown eyes shining at him. Her laughter was different from any other laughter he had ever heart. “Good-by," she repeated. He helped her out of the cab and escorted her into the studio building, where he rang the elevator bell ami waited, hat in hand, until the car came down. When It arrived Sam was to it- Before it stopped be bad recognised the waiting pair through the open ironwork of the door. To Laurie, the elevator and Sam's Jaw seemed to drop in unison The next Instant the black boy had resumed his habitual expression of Indifference to an human interests. their Hi* But there was fW- ... . . ■ ..VZLiLSss. '

iowship la the jocund youth ot an three. In an Instant when Laurie stepped back Into the ball as the ear shot upward, the eyes of the negro and white man flashed a question and an answer: In Sam’s: "You done took her out an’ fed her?” In Laurie’s: “You bet your boots I did !* CHAPTER VI Laurie Solves a Problem Laurie walked across the square to his own rooms. A sudden gloom had fallen upon him. He saw himself sitting In bls study, gazing remotely at his shoes, until It was time to dress for the evening and his formal call on Doris. The prospect was not attractive. He hoped Bangs would be at home. If so. perhaps he could goad him Into one of the rages tn which Bangs waa so picturesque; but he was not sure of even this mild diversion. Rodney had been wonderfully sweet-tempered the past three days, though preoccupied, as If In the early stages of creative art. Laurie half suspected that he had begun work on his play. The suspicion aroused conflicting emotions of relief and half-jealous regret. Why couldn’t the fellow wait til! they could go at It together? He Ignored the fact that already the fellow had waited six weeks. Bangs was not at home. The square, flat-topped mahogany desk at which the two young men worked together blinked up at Laurie with the undimmed luster of a fine piece of furniture on which tbe polisher alone had labored that morning Without taking the trouble to remove his hat and coat. Laurie dropped into a chair and tried to think things out. But the process of thinking eluded him. or, rather, his mind shied at it as a skittish horse might shy if confronted on a dark road with shapes vaguely* familiar yet mysterious. Frankly, he couldn’t make head or tail of this mess Doris seemed to be in. His memory reminded nlm that such ’’messes" existed. He had heard and read of all sorts of plots and counter-plots, in which all types of humans figured. His imagination underscored the memory. But, someway, Doria —he loved to repeat the name even to himself—someway Doris was not the type that figured in such plots. Also, there were other things hard to understand. She had let herself starve for four days, though she wore around her neck a chain that she admitted represented a month's support. And this fellow, Herbert Ransome Shaw —where the devil did he come In? A fellow with a name like that and with snaky eyes like his was capable of anything. And yet— Young Devon had the intolerance of American youth for the things outside his personal experience. The sort of thing Doris was hinting at didn’t nappen here; that was all there was to it. What was happening seemed pretty clear. The girl was, or fancied herself, in the power of an unscrupulous scamp who was using that power for some purpose of hla own. If that was it—and this thing, Laurie handsomely admitted, really did happen sometimes —it ought to be fairly easy for an athletic chap of twentyfour to put an end to it. He recalled the look in Shaw’s projecting eyes, the snakelike forward thrust of his sleek head; and an z intense desire seized him to get his hands on the fellow's throat and choke him till his eyes stuck out twice as far as they did now. If that were duty, then duty would be a delight Having reached this edifying point In his reflections, he rose. Why delay? Perhaps, he could find the chap somewhere. Perhaps the waiter at the restaurant where they had lunched knew where he lived. But, no. of course not. It was not the kind of restaurant his sort patronlaed. Shaw had simply followed him and.'Doris [ there; that was all there was to it He. would have to wait for another encounter. Meantime he might run around to the club and box for an hour. He had been getting a bit out of condition this month. A bout with McDonald, the club trainer, would do him good. Or. by Jove, he’d go and see Louise Ordway! He had premised. his new brother-in-law, Bob Warren, to keep an eye on Roh's sister while Warren and Barbara were tn Japan, and Laurie had kept the promise with religious fidelity and very real pleasure. He Immensely liked and admired Mrs. Ordway, who seemed. strangely, to be always at home of late. He had formed the habit of running in several times a week. Louise not only talked, but, as Laurie expressed it. "she said things.” He had spent with her many of the afternoons and eve lugs Bangs checked up to tbe cabarets. He glanced at his watch. For an hour he had been Impersonating a gentleman engaged in profound meditation. with the sole result that he had decided to go to see Louise. ♦ It was quite possible he could enlist her Interest In Doris. Now, that waa an inspiration I Perhaps Mrs. Ordway would understand Doris. ’ Every woman. he vaguely believed, understood all other women. He smoothed hla hair, straightened his tie, and hurried off. He found Mrs. Ordway reclining on a chaise longue before an open fire. In the boudoir tn which his sister Barbara had spent so many hours of the past year, playing the invalid to sleep. She wore a superb Mandarin coat, of soft and ravishing tints, and her love for rich colors was reflected in tbeantuntnal tones of her room and even in the vari-eolored flames of her driftwood fire Louise these colors were as uedkUte as mallow trumpettones. She had responded to them all her life. She was responding to them still, now that she lay dying among them. Something in their superb arrogance called for an answering note from her own arrogant soul. She greeted her brother's young brother-in-law . with the almost disdainful smile she now turned on everything, but which was softened a little for him. Ignorant of tbe malady that was eating her life away, as Indeed all her friends were Ignorant of it, save Barbara and her doctors. Laurie deliahted in the picture she made. He showed his delight sa ba

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dropped into a ehair by her side. They fell at once into the casual banter that characterised their inter course. “I wonder why I ever leave here?” he mused aloud, as the clock struck six. He had been studying with a Blight shock the changes that had taken place in the few days since he had seen her. For the first time the suspicion crossed his mind that she i might be seriously Hl. Throughout | their talk he had observed things, trifles, perhaps, but significant, which. IP they had occurred before, had escaped him. Susanne, Mrs. Ordway’s maid, though modestly in the background was rarely out of sight; and a whitecapped nurse, till now an occasional and illusive vision in the halls, blew in and out of the sickroom like a breeze, bringing liquids in glasses, which the patient obediently swallowed. Laurie, his attention once caught, took it all in. But his face gave no hint of his new knowledge, and tbe eyes of Louise still met his with the challenge they turned on every one these days—a challenge that definitely forbade either understanding or sym- . pathy. - "The real problem is why you ever come." She spoke lightly, but looked at him with genuine affection. Laurie was one of her favorites, her prime favorite, indeed, next to Bob and Bar bara. He smiled at her with tender significance. "You know why I come.” "I do," she agreed, "perfectly. 1 know you're quite capable of flirting with me, too, if I’d let you. you absurd boy. Dearie" —for a moment or two she was almost serious—"why don’t you fall In love?” “And this from youT "Don't be foolish. You know I lit* your ties.” she Interpolated kindly “But. really. Isn’t there some one?” Laurie turned bls profile to her pulled a lock of hair over his brow clasped his hands between his knees and posed esthetically. “De you know,” he sighed. “I be gin to think that. Just possibly, per haps, there’s a slight chance —tha' there Is!" “Be serious. Tell me about her." “Well, she’s a girl.” He producer this confidence with ponderous sAi enmity. “She lives across the squar* from me." he added. “Things brighten,” commented Lou ise. drily. “Go on." “She's mysterious. I don't know who she Is, or anything about her But I know that she’s in trouble." “Os course she is! I have never known a mysterious maiden tha’ wasn’t" commented the woman of the world. "What’s her particular va riety of trouble?” Laurie reflected. “That’s hard to say," he brought out at last. “But it appears to be mixed up with an offensive person in a crumpled blue suit who answers to the name of Herbert Ransome Shaw Have you ever heard of him?” Louise wrinkled her fastidious nose “Never, I’m happy to say. But he doesn’t sound atttractive. However tell me all about them. There seem* a good chance that they may get you into trouble." "That’s what she said.” “It's the one gleam of intelligence I see In the situation,” commented bls candid friend. “Is she pretty?” “As lovely in her way as you are I Think you could help her any?” wheedled Laurie. “I doubt It. I’m too selfish to be bothered with girls who are in trou ble. I’ll tell you who can help her— Sonya Orleneff.’’ “Os course!” , Laurie beamed at her. "Wonder why I didn't think of that." “Probably because it was so obvious Sonya is in town, as It happens, stop i ping at the Warwick. She has brought the Infant Samuel to New [ York to have his adenoids cut out i Samuel made a devastating visit hen* this morning. He’s getting as fat a> a little pig. and when he walks he puffs like a worn-out automobile go Ing up a steep grade. He came up my stairs on low,’ and I’m sure they heard him on the avenue I almosi offered him a glass of gasolene. But he Is a lamb," she added reflectively Oddly enough. Samuel, late of New York’s tenements, was another of her favorites. Laurie was following his own thoughts. Sonya was in townl Then however complicated his problem. It was already as good as solved. “My dinner will be up soon." sug gested Louise. “Are you dining with me?" He glanced at his watch, reproach fully shook his head at It. and rose. “Three hours of me are ah you can bare this time. But I’ll probably dro? around about dawn tomorrow." “Nice boy!” Her het hand caught his and held 1L “Laurie, if— if—l should send for you suddenly sometime—you’d come and—stand by?” All the gaiety was wiped from his face. His brilliant black eyes, oddly softened, looked into her haughtv bice ones with sudden understanding “You bet I will! Any time, any thing! You'll remember that? Send for me as if I were Bob. Perhapyou've forgotten It,” be added. more lightly, “but I happen to be your younger brother,” For a moment her face twisted. The mask of her arrogance fell from it. Fats Is about to turn a trick, but Laurie is to* practical and hard-headed ts worry over “mysteries.” (TO BE CONTINUED) Calling tha Turn The pastor looked over his glasses and shook his uncut locks. • "Carry out my original declaration.' he said. "I am about to call the names of those persons who are now asleep tn the congregation. John Haycock.* There was no response. "John Haycock!” Tbe stout man stirred again. “Be down in a minute," be drowsily murmured. "Keep things hot for me.” The pastor’s voice rang Mt: “You’re going down, ail right, John Haycock, and things will be kept very hot for you. Im sure. Let w now

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TarrnHfflFJ Plan to paint tbe farm buildings during the slack season. •• • * Farm machinery catalogues have a place In the farmer's library. • • • • The best way to economize in man and horse is to keep them busy. • • • Farmers need more of the clustering instinct, which bees have, for mutual benefit. • • • Keeping the fences strong* helps also to keep the friendship of neighbors strong. • • • The European corn borer “must be recognized as a permanent addition to our list of farm pests." • • • There are more than 12.000 active farmers’ business organizations in the United States, according to the United States Department of Agriculture. • • • No product which has to be shipped any distance can be better than its container. This applies equally to eggs and eggplants, apples and applesauce. • • • If properly planned a crop rotation will aid materially In distributing the farm labor and will greatly reduce tbe amount of outside help required for the efficient operation of the farm. • • * Buildings necessary in the production of live stock, storage of crops, and to the health and protection of -the family represent more than oneeighth of all farm property. • • • Careful attention to the destruction of all weeds and their seeds for a couple of years will make a surprising difference in the ease with which they can be controlled thereafter. • • • The form flock ranks high as a aource at income on many farms, particularly on the diversified dairy farms, and contributes the greater share of the poultry and egg produc tion of tbe Union.

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