The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1911-03-02
Change of Heart
By DONALD ALLEN

Say, now, Agnes, you can't mean
it! Just because a fellow"
II beg you to excuse me. Mr.. Bull
laire!"
Whether Fred went away or sat
down and resolved to become an angel
is really not known. He managed
somehow to live through it and So
ciety didn't notice any great falling
of in weight and appetite.
It was three months after he had
received his congo and his boxing
master had said that he was in ex-
cellent condition when he motored out
Westchester way to see an old chum.
On that very day Miss Agnes Win
ters had started out in her runabout
alone for bit of spin. The two had
not met since that evening. For
month afterwards she had been up.
held by conscience. Then still, small
voice began to trouble her by asking
If she hadn't been too hard on Fred.
She had almost come to the conclusion
that she had and she wanted to be out
in the air and alone to settle the
question with herself.
After a smooth run of two miles
the runabout came to halt. They
do that sometimes. Then it is clear
ly the duty Of the driver to find out
why and go an again. Miss Winters
was finding out why when three men
from the bushes rushed out on her,
She was wearing a diamond at her
throat and they had right to be-
lieve that her gloves concealed valu-
able rings.
Enter Fred Bellaire on the scene!
He wasn't aching to be hero, but 1t
was forced on him. His auto came
up in such a cloud of dust that he
didn't at first recognize the girl who
was screaming and battling. The
three men threw her aside to meet
the rescuer., They were a tough trio.
In place of running away they stood
to make a fight of it. Miss Agnes
climbed back into her car and Fred's
chauffeur crouched down behind the
wheel like the cur he was.
The toughs must be given credit for
fairness. Had they rushed Fred he
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They gave him time to peel off coat
and waistcoat and then one of them
stepped forward with fists up. In 80
seconds he was down and out. The
second one lasted about minute.
"Good!" exclaimed the third as he
came forward. You are great little
man. It's months since had scrap
and I'm thankful you came along. It's
Queensberry rules to govern and may
the best man win. If that driver of
yours hasn't swallowed his teeth let
him act as timekeeper."
| Did Miss Agnes jump out and run
down the road screaming? Did she sit
there with her hands over her face?
Not quite. She sat there open-eyed
end watched the prettist little scrap
chat ever took place on highway.
Fred never looked her Way, even dur
ing the rest between rounds. The two
men who had been knocked out re-
covered in due time and sat up and
watched the fun.
! The fight was as fair as a ring bat
! tie, the contestants giving and taking
and smiling as they got in or received
blow. The light of battle was In
their eyes and the JOY Of contest in
their hearts and the girl sat there and
| noted every move. Five-six-seven
rounds. She even counted Them
though she never would admit 1t aft
erwards. And then, just at the close
of the eleventh round, Fred settled
matters with blew on the point of
the chin and he stood putting and
Slowing and leaning against the wheel
of his auto while this man slept for a
few seconds and ther. awoke to nod to
his fellows. Then the three disap-
| peared. When they had disappeared
!; the girl called out:
Fred, please come here!"
"Yes?" he answered as he ad-
vanced.
IL think have undergone
change of heart. I shall be pleased to
have you call this evening Never
mind your black eye and skinned
nose!"
| Fred called