The Detroit times., 1908-04-21

a seat beside him. and. look
I'M ing him squarely in the eyes.
said:
no, Don't forget, Life isn't too
easy for girls who are thrown on their
own resources. They must earn their
! living somehow. and what can they
do? Typewriting. the stage. manieur
/ ing-a big shop Why. the mere name
/ OF each OF these has become coarse
! Joke. On. know some girls who go
through il all right. but those are the
sensible ones and-why are you 10
expect every girl OF Is to become
monument OF common sense on a rock
OF strong character?
! Here she looked at Ernest, but MS
head was turned away in embarrass-
ment. She glanced at Arnold. He
nodded approyingly and exclaimed,
Right"
Don't forget what the fathers and
mothers OF some OF these girls may
have been" she continued. Are
Young men OF eighteen always so ser
ious and well-balanced. No. For girls
that drift into the world common
sense and very often character mas 70
be learned in day. III a girl doesnt
care for admiration--for love-you
call her unnatural and laugh at her as
a trump but. II. when admiration
comes. as it comes TO the shop sirk
the stage girl. the typewriter and all
the rest-if she listens for moment,
II she allows herself 10 be whir,et
away. IL she stops only on the edge
OF the precipice, you don't wait TO hear
II she falls over. you class her at once
with the lowest of the low--you throw
her out OF your house neck and crop.
PITY 10 Gods Common Sense.
fIt's a wicked shame, | don't ask
YOU for heroic virtues. but just Tor
fairness, for little common sense,
little pity. For pity is Gods common
sense. You're surprised TO hear me
talk like this, but l have known girls
like that | was thrown on my OWE
resources myself when l was sixteen
so you see know. Well. isn't there
something In what say"
Excuse me, Miss Anderson. sail
George. with extreme haughtiness. as
he glanced keenly ar Mrs, Buckley.
These are not subjects l like TO hear
a nice girl discuss" 1t was a bigoted
mans reply 20 an argument that
couldn't be answered-which with
In himself he new TO be right.
but which his outward bearing OF pieiy
demanded he should call wrong
Arnold was subduing a wild impulse
to step forward and commend the girl
for her heroic stand. But he feared
that IL he interrupted IL would only
nrecipitate wordy war which would
end I'D in the inevitable religious dis
CUSTOM family argument that usu-
ally starts with quotation and ends
with recrimination and denunciation.
So he stood by as an interested spec
tator
II agree entirely with you, George,
| said Mrs. Buckley. "A young and in
nocent girl ought not to talk of these
sociological questions Mrs. Herriard
pretended TO be deeply affected o.
| Eleanor's words.
"Oh, George, how can you say that
she said. Our dear Nell pleaded so
well--just as IL she were pleading for
herself. Thus she was placing fuse
for the explosion which she knew was
soon 10 occur.
II don't like to hear you talking
that way. Nell.' said Ernest. severely.
III 6OufOtu W dlcO, JAol 90 Al ~
were pleading your own case. Drop
It," Eleanor looked at him In surprise.
and showed her disappointment over
the intolerance which the youth was
displaying.
Laura Sets or the Bomb.
Laura's time TO set on the fuse had
now arrived. She walked over 10
where George Saunders was sitting,
picked up the paper. and handed 1t 10
him SO that he could not fail TO see
the first page. Eleanor occupied 4
chair within only a few feet OF George.
I've been quite interested In this
poor creature chirped Laura as she
looked triumphantly at Eleanor. See
/ IL there isn't something more In the
paper about her. George"
Certainly" responded George. ~,
long as Miss Anderson seems TO DC
than any OF US
his disapproval, he held the paper be-
fore him-and saw the picture o.
Eleanor Anderson,
Georges religious training did not
prevent him from an exclamation that
bordered closely upon an oath. His
eyes leaped from thep icture TO Flea
nor and from Eleanor to the picture.
Mrs. Herriard leaned forward, her
mouth wide open, her eyes cleaning
wickedly. The trap had been sprung
and her rival was In IL.
Look here" roared George, here's
your picture In this paper. And listen
what's underneath: Miss Jane Alder
son, the missing girl wanted as the
principal witness in the Hamilton III
vorce trial. Everything depends on
finding this girl
II came like a thunderbolt. at a
time when the girl was almost wholly
lunprepared. Had she received some
warning she would have known what
course to pursue-she could have man
ped out some definite plan for shield