The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-11-11
CONTINUED From Yesterday

Echo felt deeply nurt that LnlS news
should have been kept from her by her
husband.
You did, and never told me?" she
chided. Where did you get the
money!" she inquired.
"Why. L" Jack halted. He could
not frame an excuse at once, nor In
vent a new lie to cover his old sin.
Deeper and deeper he was getting into
the miro of deception.
Echo had arisen from the seat. 1T
was over three thousand dollars, wasn't
it?' she insisted.
Something like that" answered Jack
non-committally.
well, where did you get it?" de-
manded his wife.
IAN old debt-a friend of mine-I
loaned him the money a long time ago
and he paid 1t back--that's all"
Jack took a drink of water from the
ola to hide his confusion.
"Who was it?" persisted Echo.
"You wouldn't know If 1 told you.
Now just stop talking business"
ut isn't fair declared Echo "You
share all the good things of life with
me, and I want to share some of your
business worries. l want to stand my
share of the bad"
Jack saw he must humor her. when
the bad comes I'll tell you" he sur
her, patting her hand.
"You stand between me and the
world. You're like a great big noun
tain, standing guard over a little tree
in the valley, keeping the cold north
wine from treating 1t too roughly
She sighed c~ontentedly. But the
mountain does it ALL"
Jack looked down tenderly at his little
wife. Her love for him moved him
deeply.
mot at ALL" he said to her. THE
little tree grows green and beautiful.
1t casts a welcome shade about it, and
the heart of the mountain is made glad
to it's rocky core to know thai the
safety of that little tree is in It's keep
ing"
again and again.
kissing again" shouted Polly from
the doorway. Say, will you two never
settle down to business? There's Bud
Lane and a bunch of others just come
into the corral-maybe they want you,
Jack"
Jack excused himself. AS he stepped
out on the piazza he asked Polly:
shall I send Bud in?'
Let him come in IL he wants to.
I'm not sending for him."Polly spite
, fully turned up her nose at him. Jack
laughed as he closed the door.
Echo reseated herself at the piano,
lingering the keys.
How are you getting or with Bud?'
she asked the younger girl.
1--WE don't get on a little bit" she
snapped. bud never seems to collect
much revenue an we just keep trot-
tin slow %like-wish I was married and
had a home Of my own"
Aren't you happy with father and
mother?"
Polly glanced at Echo with a smile.
Lord. yes" she replied, 'in a way, but
Pm only a poor relation-your ma was
my mas Cousins cousin or something
like that"
Echo laughed. Nonsense" she re-
torted. "Nonsense-you're my dear sis
ter, and the only daughter that's at the
old home now"
But I want a home of my own, like
this said Polly.
"Then you'd better shake Bud and
give Slim a chance"
Polly was too disguised to answer at
once. "Siim Hoover, shucks! Slim
doesn't care for girls-he's afraid of
EN-" she said at length. 81 like Bud,
witt all his orneriness," she declared.
"Why doesn't he come to see you
more often?"
81 don't know. maybe it's because
he's never forgiven YOU for marryin'
Jack
why should he mind that?" she
asked. startled.
We'll, you know" she answered be-
! tween stitches. drawing the needle
through the cloth with angry little
Jerks. bud, he never quite believed
Dick was dead"
Echo rose hastily. The vague. haunt
ing half-thoughts of weeks were crys-
tallized on the instant. She felt as If
Dick was trying to speak to her from
out of the great beyond. With a shud-
der she sank into a chair at the table
opposite Polly.
Don't" she said, her voice scarcely
above a whisper, 81 can't bear to hear
him spoken of. I dreamed of him the
other night-a dreadful dream
Polly was delighted with this new
mystery. IT was all so romantic.
"Did you? let's hear it."
With unseeing eyes Echo gazed
straight ahead rebuilding from her
dream fabric a tragedy of the desert,