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^LdTmo-n-dnnro nirl- Mlcavlrl li Store, Htm with Imt _ lOLLT mOSSITKB. IMT' ilatrr. MT&A. aad bar yaaajr rt MIKEU TUm twa clrla aappari tha family. Mall7 foaltehly apeada maacr saved ta pay tha raaft. Kllea derides ta wark at alKht at Dreamland aa a daaca hall hnsCeaa an til tha sam Is made a p. Tha hastessas mast wear arala« drrsaes aad Ellen daes not STBVIUC BAKCLAY. Bl. aad EU Isn's ecnplayar, sees tha girl crying aad dlseaeers tha sltaatlca. •a landa Kllea a larely frock when aha refasas ta accept It as a Sift. Kllea targets her wealthy admirer's hladaess whea at Dreamland aha maeta haadaoma L.AHRT HARKOWOATB. aa artlat. EUea dlaeaaara Earry la eagaged ta KLIZABBTH BOWES, a debntaate. She la hart that he has failed ta tall her thla. Thoagh she believes tlaaea ta aea hlaa. • Myra aad her mother openly fhror Barclay. EUea qaarrela with her mother and refaaea to break aa eagageaaeat with Earry ta accept aae from Barclay. She aad Larry go ta Coney laland. HOW CO OW WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XIII Ellen had not expected to enjoy that afternoon with Larry Harrowrate. She would have said that her mother's hysterics, her own dissatisfaction with the state of affairs between them, had spoiled the after noon. But when at 4:30. only 20 minutes late, he appeared leaping up the stairs she saw that she had been wrong. "I'm a mountain goat." he shouted when he caught sight of her in the doorway. "I'm good for 10 Sights yet." Ellen laughed. "You're panting Just the same." she jeered- "Did you by any chance see Mrs. Clancy M you were corning up? She generally opens her door to investigate all callers." . "That the party with the red face and the mob cap 1 flew past on the second floor?" he Inquired as he reached the landing and paused panting. "Sure. She was so interested 1 thought she meant to join me on the last lap.** "You're lucky she didn't," Ellen advised him *Ath a little giggle. "You'd have had to carry her. I'm •ure." "That was a break." They stood for a moment laughing at the door of the living room where aftemoon sunlight shone mercilessly on the hodge-podge furniture and leveled its rays as well on the shabby, worn carpet and faded wall paper. Ellen had thoroughly swept the apartment and folded up the Sunday papers but she had changed nothing. She felt an abscure determination that Larry Harrowgate should see them as they were. Now that he was there, aa thoroughly at ease though he were In the home of a n lllionaire, aha breathed with relief. He waa no snob. Molly and Mike had disappeared but Myra waa there. She refused their urgent invitation to join them on the score of some darning she must do. So Ellen and Larry departed alone. "Your sister's well." Larry ofc- "Yes, isnt she?" Ellen agreed eagerly. "She could see that we wanted to be alone." he went on. "I bet my hat she had no darning to do." Ellen was conscious of not wanting to forget a word of all this. She knew she would want to remember often what he had said. It would have been a little better If he had not laughed so. Still there it was—he had said they wanted to be alone. a e a They giggled when Mrs. Clancy opened the door and peeped out at them. Ellen did not speak. That would have been too exhbarrassing ior the kindly neighbor who was pretending she was invisible. Then they reached the street where a collection of grimy urchins, their Sunday clothes already hopelessly aolled. scrambled over a shining blue roadster. "What a marvelous car.** Ellen breathed. Ma* Want of Kidney or Madder Irregularities A persistent backache, with bladder irregularitiea and r tired, nervous, depressed feeltof may warn of some disordered kidney or bladder condition. Users every where rely oo Doon's Pills. Praised for more than 50 years by grateful the country over. Sold by RENTAL LIBRARY "What you can see of it isnt so bad. At the moment it looks like a human ant hill." he remarked, adding carelessly. "Doesn't belong to me. I wish it did. But I've the use of it till seven." Larry dug into his pockets for change and came out with a handful of nickels and dimes. For all the world Uke a pitcher preparing to hurl a fast one. he swung his arm, whispering to Ellen to watch. Coins sprang from his hand and clattered to the street in all directions, some of them rolling half a block away. At once the roadster was abandoned by the shouting, shrieking youngsters who pounced after the elusive coins. Several fist fights had begun by the time Ellen and Larry, laughing helplessly, stepped into the empty car and drove off. "You'll never be rich if you throw away money like that," the girl said after a while. "Ho! Ho! So you're another one of those people who's going to tell me things for my own good," he commented with a sidewise and delighted glance at her. "Certainly not!" she assured him with indifference. Nevertheless her color rose and even as she entered her swift denial she was wondering who those others were. Cetrainly this charming, irresponsible young man needed to be told things for 'his own good. Was he referring to Elizabeth Bowes, his fiancee? Briefly Ellen experienced a twist of pure pain. Then she determined sensibly that no such speculations should spoil the afternoon. For a few hours at least Larry belonged exclusively to her. She must get what fun she could from those hours. "You did tell me that you were poor." she ventured. "That's right. A poor man with a rich man's habits. Don't you feel sorry for me?" "Can't say that I do exactly. 1 He laughed and called her hardhearted. Soon they were wrangling gaily, pleased with each other and with themselves, pleased to be together, riding in a smooth, luxurious car on such a glorious day. "•That's a nice frock," Larry said as they swept out of Pine street and toward Manhattan. "I wore it last night," Ellen responded Innocently. "This is the same one with the jacket added. •You're a smart little girl, aren't you. Ellen?" "Girls have to be spiart about clothes." Ellen confessed, hiding her exultation with ment. the compli- "With or without the jacket, that dress is just your ticket." Larry summarised It. e e e The car slid over Brooklyn bridge. Ellen, glancing up, surprised an odd expression on Larry's face. He spoke but the roar of Sunday traffic drowned his voice. Helplessly the girl shook her head. Lower Manhattan was quieter. Empty office buildings frowned down into empty canyons that on week-days were filled with scurrying stenographers and clerks and brokers and customers' men. Nothing open, not a restaurant, not a drug-store, not a news stand. A few pedestrians idled along lower Broadway, a few cars idled along the deserted street, but everywhere was the peace of Sunday. Ellen waited for Larry to speak. He had wanted to say something. He had said something on the bridge. His persistent silence disturbed the girl, made her nervous and absurdly anxious. "Well?" she said %t length. "WeU," he repeated after her. "You said something to me on the bridge but I couldn't hear, she.told him a little stiffly. "So I did," he agreed exasper atlngly. "What was it?" "'Something I hadn't any right to say to you." "Oh, for heaven's sake!" she cried in Irritation. *"You havp right to say anything you want to say to me." "Do you really mean that? 1 * "Certainly, I mean it!" The car slowed; his speech slowed. "I was only thinking," he said lightly, "that I like your dress today a good deal better than the one you wore the first night I met you." That dress again! '•Most people thought the other one waa lovely, Ellen put in faintly. How she wished she had not forced this issue! "That's not quite what I was getting at." a e a Just then he turned a sharp cor ner and Ellen, caught off guard waa literally flung into his arms'. She gasped, extricated herself and moved back to her own comer with an uncertain laugh. She hoped the man would laugh too; hoped his attention would have been diverted from the dress. It had not been. "You know what I was getting at. dont you?" he inquired idly. "How should I?" She was determined not to help nixn. "Very well then, IH tell you," he began briskly and in a manner most matter of fact. "It's none of my business and Tm rushing in where angels fear to tread and all that bu; it seems funny to me that—wen—" he continued stubbornly after break, "—that waa an expensive dreaa, wasnt it?" "Oh. I see! Meaning that at Just this point R young man watches his step?** "Meaning precisely that!** Ellen waa annoyed, aa much with herself aa with him. She wanted to be furiously angry. Larry had no right to queatlon her when she could not question him. Her affairs were aa much her own aa were his affairs. But she could not be really angry: she dared not risk severing Um atenrifr thread that bou&d them together. Still her pride meant something. She would not explain. "Tm sorry, rve no right to be • curious." he apologised unexpectedly and almost as if he were reading her secret thoughts. "I dont know what got into me. Let's drop the subject and talk about the weather or what we're going to do this afternoon." The apology also failed to satisfy. Ellen was conscious of a certain disappointment, hnfuirtg artrf displeasing. She would not admit that deep In her heart she had hoped Larry would insist he had the right to know everything about her. There was a rather flat interval. Then Larry began driving at such terrific speed that the girl could think of nothing except keeping her hair up and her frock down. The pins showered from her hair. She pleaded with the speed maniac In vain. "How's for some dancing?" he shouted, grinning. "Too hot for dancing," she shouted in answer. '•Have you ever been to Coney? Why dont we rent suits and have that kind of a rowdy aftemoon?" Immediately he whirled the car in the direction of Coney Island. (To Be Continued) THB ENQUIRER XND i S V l S N I I f a f ns TT 9 IT. KABOH H FLAPPER FANNY Many a girl with a slick line winds up with a clothes-line. Stretching from Newfoundland to the Azores a tapeline 1.264 miles long was reeled out recently from a cable steamer to obtain an accurate measure of the distance traveled, and hence an accurate estimate of the cable length. There were two people with Jimmy Hayden. One was the man with whom he had had a business Interview. An unimportant looking person In an unbecoming brown suit. The other was a woman. Slender, yet voluptuous. Dressed • in black and white that was at once daringly Wart, yet charmingly feminine and alluring. Her eyes, when she looked at Jimmy, seemed to mention secrets that he and she alone knew. An this Sue caught in the long glance she gave them before ^she tumed her eyes away swiftly. "Mrs. Webber isnt losing much time, is she?" she asked Sue. "Charming of her to come to see me off." ."She probably was . . . delighted to do it," Sue said, sot to voice, as the other approached. "Well, here goes my mask!" Grace even laughed as she said It. When Jimmy and the others reached her she was smiling, gay. a little too composed. - The new man's name was Jones. Not that his name mattered. Sue thought, gazing at him. Nobody would ask for it. "Mr. Jones had to see what sort of plans your husband is doing for RYfSUE buTTlarQeru : Hrxle. my house," Mrs. Webber explained to Grace, and only a woman could have caught the condescension in her tone. "Jimmy had left them at my house, so there wasnt anything to do but drive out to get them- And I wanted to wish you luck so I drove back." "It was so sweet of you." Grace said, the clear green eyes unfaltering under their black lashes. "I'm very grateful." Jimmy looked puzzled. Something was the matter but he didnt know what It was. Sue sensed. He knew that Grace's words were an right. He wasnt clever enough to understand just what an inflection in tones win do. Mrs. Webber smiled at Jimmy. Warmly. Intimately. Sue had a wild desire to reach out and strike her across her too-red lips. If Jimmy was such an idiot that he couldn't see through the woman's wiles, he deserved to be hurt, she told herself. Only he probably wouldn't be. Grace would he- Grace had been right in her summary of the whole affair- Jimmy had fallen in love with her because she was—convenient. "When are you coming back. after a while. coolly and clearly. "It so many things." "But I am aura yoa must hate to leave Jimmy alone for a long time," the older woman implored, and her tone said that If she were In Grate's place She would never, never to be separated from him. T hope that youll be very, sweet to him and not let him miss me at all," Grace answered. "Youll promise, dont you? It would take such a load from my mind." Grace's smile was disarmlngly guileless- Even Sue wondered how managed it. Tn try to be nice to him . . . if you want me to be," Mrs. Webber said. The train was coming. Jimmy was giving Grace her tickets . . . explaining something ot other about a change in time to her. which shut Mrs. Webber away. Her fsoe showed that she disliked any action which emphasised the fact that Grace was Jimmy's wife. "She . . . why. X believe she really Is In love with him I** Sue told herself, startled. NEXT: Grace (Copyright, IKS) The new process of TwnVin g ollne by the hydro-feneration" of base petroleum products by which crude oil is made to yield more gasoline than now economically obtained, may hit the sulphur Industry. 5TI
THE ENQUIRER AND BVENINO NEWS ROSENBLUM'S CELTICS NOSE OUT GRAND TRUNK QUINTET, n mCKEfKS 1 FIELD CHS ' Bp«ctaeular Offenttva Ace In- « strumsntal In W«ll-Eam«d Cleveland Victory. ; MILLER, WOOD FEATURE Passing Attack off Shamrocks Outstanding; Kellogg*s Beat State Journals. O 8BNBLUM*8 Original Celtics, world's profeeslonal basket ball chaanblon^ paid Battle Creek a visit for tbe second time tn history gnnday afternoon, and eked ovt ai 42 to 41 decision over Grand Trunk, city champions, In a spectacularly played SMM si tbe Sanitariam Union. Tbe •fcrii of the creat Shamrock In 1928 when the brilliant Nst Helman was one of its members. Nst Hickey. a shifty, accurately •hoottng cagei, filled in at Holman'a old post 3resterday afternoon and waa a one man offensive machine during meet ot the game. The remainder of the original New York cast which visited Battle Creek four years ago was in action, although Joe Lap- •nick played only a few minutes. Overtime Straggle Tlis Celtics had to play an overtime period before nosing out the powerful Railroaders, something srhlch they are •wldom requlr- • vd to do. The Il basket . shooting of Dan j Wood and the ^free throw ,01 a rksmanshlp of Defty Miller .kept the Grand •Trunks in the lead for most of the contest. Hickey counted nine field goals for the green - arraysd quintet, HICKEY iwhile Banks and Barry missed 'enough easy shots to win two or- .'dinary games. ^ Banks and Hickey swept under the horth basket for field goals within 50 seconds after the opening whistle a tricky center-pivot play with hnert the key of the attack and n Grand Trunk went ahead to ttay there until the last 10 minutes the second half. Celtics Drop Behind J Field goals by Maatsch and Miller ^nd two gift tosses by the latter gave Grand Trunk a 6 to 4 lead. Deh-
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