Coeur d'Alene evening press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1907-1929, 1908-03-27

1t was evening. Rhoda had dined.
he parlor in her little fat, which was
so her study. was well lighted.
ogs were burning brightly on the
pdirons. Everything was coy and
komfy."
Rhoda had drawn a big chair close
the FIRE. and you would have
bought she had everything heart
uld desire. but II you had looked
lrd you would have seen a tear on
e long eyelashes.
She was writer. Her stories had
ways sold well until lately.
B-r-r-r-r went the doorbeII. Her
aid let in a tall. good looking man
it'll a Gibson chin. Rhoda gave him
er hand with a faint smile.
Jack Welles saw the tear she tried
brush away.
'Rhoda, dear, what is itY'
''WelI, to tell the truth, am dis
luraged-another rejection. Do you
bow, Jack-Fve just thought of It'll
int believe shall sell another story
is year. 1t is my thirteenth year"
''No; you don't mean it?'
F'Yes, and it is no use. l might as
ELL not write at all. I wonder If my
pney will hold out until next year."
Jack roared with laughter. He
uldn't help 1t. she looked so serious,
id he could see she firmly believed it.
But then" she continued, 81 did
e the moon through the glass this
onth."
lis that bad?"
Every bad. Didn't you know it.
lck?"
mo- never give the moon a
bought"
'You don't? Oh. how / wish
dn't! If see it face to face. you
bow. l have lots of luck. and I bow
rec times and say Good evening.
pdy Moon very politely"
why, Rhoda Stratton. never knew
bu" exclaimed Jack.
II really can't help it, Jack. It's
avism, l think"
'Say, Rhoda. If you really think you
pn't sell any more stories this year,
BY don't you marry me. and then 1t
bn't matter?
Jack had asked her to marry him
Harly every week for the last Eve
Jars.
II can't, Jack. l don't want to be
arried," pleaded Rhoda.
'You'd better. You might starve."
mo. l won't. Maybe l can find
hnchback and touch his hump, and
at will change my luck and break
e spell of the thirteen"
'R-h-o-d-a" gasped Jack. where
d you learn all this?''
II don't know. I have always known
II nearly forgot had tickets for the
heater. Get on your wraps. Mother
coming for us in the carriage. Here
he is.'
Rhoda laughed heartily all the even
Pg at the fun in the play. Afterward
hey went for bite to eat. And a very
red Rhoda tumbled into bed that
ght. Her trouble was forgotten for
while.
But, alas. she dreamed. She dream
a spider was spinning a web in the
ngs of her chair.
She remembered her dream when she
yoke and called to her maid to bring
pr a book which was on her desk.
she drank her early cup of tea-a
bit formed in EngIand-she perused
Il pages of her dream book and found
bat she wanted.
To dream spider spins his web
fore you means you will receive
% Of money"
duch encouraged, Rhoda was soon
essed. She always walked before
ting down for a long day at her
Six.
Today she did a thing unusual in
q. She took manuscript with her
bearded an editor in his den. He
PIX her story and promised to pass
1gment upon it shortly.
Rhoda thanked him and walked
me quickly. Her friends knew they
st never disturb her in the morn
At 8 O'Clock. however, some girls
Pc for tea. Rhoda always had some
dainty for them. Today, after
shing a new short story, she had
pared some chopped walnuts and
pped pimentos and cream cheese
mixed them into a paste and
Pad it on some dainty biscuits. The
8 declared II very good.
My two came that afternoon, Bar.
Van Allen and Dolly Van Brunt.
and by Jack WeIles and his mother
e; then Bob Kingsley. Bob was a
red spirit He was as supersti-
as Rhoda.
ook. Rhoda," he said; 81 found q
with its head toward me-"
Tow lucky! 1 walked miles down
adway. but no such luck came to
scream Of laughter came from the
THAT is it, BarbaraY' queried Rho
r. Kingsley has q rabbits foot In