The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-09-10

most lucky she had recalled the coup
let about change of name though not
of letter being change for worse and
not for better ana had said NO"
though her heart cried yes"
Just now she was too busy examin-
ing the contents of the pocketbook to
give heed to his filings. There were
two f1ve-dollar bills, a two and two
ones. The rest of the bulk was made
up Of papers covered with strange char
acters that neither could make out.
There wae. not scrap of paper to
show the NRmP of the owner.
Maybe they are charms" said Avice
in an awed voice.
'Its not Hebrew" said the more
practical Hastings. "It may be Ara
bic. saw some writing once that look
ed like that"
"We must advertise It," she announc-
ed. 1T belongs to some mystic, and
there is no telling what may happen"
'He should be clever enough to find
1t himself If he is a wonder worker"
scoffed Hastings. I'm bet he sells rugs
from house to house or nougat from a
stand"
Avice frowned at his levity, and until
they reached home she could talk Of
nothing but the pocketbook and its
mysterious owner AS they parted at
the foot Of the steps Hastings caught
her hand.
you won't forget that we are going
to the boat club reception tonight?' he
begged. Don't get so completely
wrapped up in your magi that you for
get me-"
"I'H be ready" she assured him, with
sudden penitence. II will be ready at
g. Will that be time enoughT
"Just right" he agreed. "I'n be here
on the moment"
He turned away and went off up the
street. This was the first reception
given by his boat club in Its new house,
and it was the event Of the year to its
members. For three months they had
been preparing for It, and Hastings
was all excitement.
He was at the house five minutes be-
fore with huge bouquet, but his
face fell when Avice came into the
room In the same cloth dress she had
worn that afternoon.
II didn't forget" she cried as she
noted the disappointment in his face,
sbut l must go downtown first. l am
In such terrible danger, Ned"
what Is the matterr' he cried in
alarm, forgetting the reception for
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paper.
LET me read this she commanded.
Listen: 'Esnah son of Hamid, lost
his pocketbook If the finder does not
return the same, Esnah, son of Hamid,
will do even as did his father before
him."
Hastings smiled.
"Where is the dangerT' he de-
manded.
"He says" she went on, three days
will be allowed and this is Saturdays
paper. That means that unless he gets
1t tonight he will-oh! l don't know
what he will do. That is what makes
1t so terrible"
"And you mean to say that he has
frightened you into taking the pocket
book back tonight Give 1t to me, and
l will take 1t over in the morning. I'll
take chances on the curse"
But he says the FINDER" she per-
sisted. I'm the finder We must go
at once, Ned"
For moment disappointment and
impotence struggled with love. Then
the saving sense of humor came to his
relief, and he threw back his head and
laughed.
Get your things on" he said when
his laughter died, land we will hunt
up this sorcerer Of the pleasant prom
ises. Perhaps we can get to the re-
ception before 1t closes anyway"
They found the address with some
difficulty. 1t was a curio shop in the
foreign quarter, and through the jum-
Bile of rugs, Turkish slippers and
hookahs In the window Esnah, the son
Of Hamid, could be seen putting away
at his cigarette