Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-04-25
NEMESIS.
667 T is easy enough to break of

667 T Is easy enough to break of
with a W man, Jack; don't
worry SO. She will take it hard
for a time, but If you must break her
heart sooner or later, save your own
out Of the wreck If you can. After all,
. woman's heart is hard to break. 1t is
on with the old love and on with the
new with the whole sex, find"
But you don't know the girl, Ben.
She is a blamed sight too good for me.
6he Is one Of those sweet, refined girls,
whose affection absorbs her whole soul,
and l know she loves me as few men
are ever loved. Every look, word or ac-
ton tells me 1t is true, and, though l
feel that have made a mistake, Ben.
I cannot tell her So"
Don't tell her a thing, Jack. That is
not the way to manage a woman. Sim
ply disgust her with herself. Stop send
ing her flowers and knicknacks; don't
take her out so much, and when you
do, praise up some other woman to her.
And, Jack, don't go over so often; tell
her you are taking up new study or
working nights. She won'tbelieve you.
Of course, but that won't matter. Make
engagements and fail to keep them, or
90 over late. or be seized with a desire
to return early. Oh, there are a hun
dred and one ways to aid you. You can
tease her a little when she is serious
and be serious when she is gay. IL
fact, differ with her as much as posi-
bic without being antagonistic, and FIND
fault and pick to pieces the little argu
ments she may give in defense. And be
~ entertainingly dlsagreeable as you
can without really appearing to be so.
viii wager that within a month you
viii be as free as air. The girl will
shake you. No woman can stand tn
pressure. 1 have tried it. my boy, and
I know. My old-time sweetheart, Fran
ces Grayson, is now the wife Of fai
better man than myself, and the happy
mother Of a charming boy. OF course
she did not name the child for me
but did not expect it."
II believe 1 will try it, old man. Bui
I am fond Of the girl in way, and il
you hear Of our marriage you can know
lost heart"
"Cheer up, Jack. my boy" said Ben
Mallory. wringing his hand. Love is
lottery, and Cupid is merry little fcl
low when you know how to mauag
him"
Ben Mallory and Jack Downs hac
known one another but a month, yet i'll
that short time had developed a firm
friendship that only the confidence OF
youth can instill. They We're both stran
gers In the city and brother lawyers in
the same firm, which added to theiE
congeniality.
Jack was an only child, adored by his
parents, while Ben was one of large
family Of two marriages, whose place
In his home numerous brothers and sis
ters usurped. He had been reared by a
wealthy uncle of no family, with whom
he had lived for years, returning to his
own home once year for a short vaca
ton. For his own people he cared
little and seldom spoke Of them, not
wishing to explain their strained rela-
lions. Yet II Ben Mallory ever truly
loved a being on earth he loved his
sweet little half-sister, Kitty Kempster.
She was now at college, and had lately
ceased to write to her big, handsome
brother as often as was her wont.
Ben had not seen Jack Downs since
their talk, though he heard from him
now and then from his home, whittier
he had gone for a rest. Il am taking
your advice" he wrote. ''but the girl
battles me. l don't know how to take
her, and 1 feel like conrounded brute.
I've q mind to make a clean breast Of
r."
The next letter said. "Ben. am free.
After all, 1 nm not happy. wish had
been square with the little girl. She
1t me down hard. Mother has set her
heart on my marrying an heiress in
town, but Of the two the little girl suits
ne best"
THAT fellow Is fool" murmured
Dea. - he unfOlded a small missive
from home. He loved that girl and
didn't know It"
Ben smoothed out the paper and read:
''Kitty does not seem happy. The child
never complains, but she always loved
you, and you might cheer her up bit.
MOTHER"
kitty unhappy Ben ran his fingers
through his straight, black hair and
thought hard. 1T is some man." he
said to himself. II should like to put my
two hands about his ugly throat and
choke him, sou and he crushed the let
ter In his strong hands, then threw it
from him impatiently. "Yes. 1 will go
and cheer up the little girl. Poor little
Xiii She is not like other girls"
Two days later Ben sat in kitty's
cozy sitting-room. with the bright fire
light shining on her pale little face. and
rejecting the tears in her honest gray
eyes.
Ben drew her down beside him on &
divan. "Tell me about it. lite girl
he said.
There is not much to tell" she whis-
pefed, nesting close in his strong, low
inG arms, as q tired child might do
when weary with play.
II loved him, Ben. o, 1 did love him
%! He Was kind and true at first, and