Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-03-09
Copyright. 1910. by Doubleday. Page &
Company. Copyright. 1908. by
the Mcclure Company

Milton down. Nobody appreciates the
value Of advertising better than pa
Bill a tell you that-and amatoor or
no amatoor, you can be getting not only
your two fifty Il week, but twice that
and maybe more out of Alexander the
Great"
I'D rather starve or drown myself"
said Loveland, turning red and then
white.
Loveland had shuddered at the
thought of the steerage when Bill sug-
gested it a few moments ago, but now
it seemed to him that the horrors of
the middle passage" would be heaven
to the humiliations he endured. For
SIS, Bill said, he could get back to
England. If Alexander would give him
S. a week in three weeks he could be
off, or, say, four, having paid Bill what
he owed. But, no; that was an eter-
nity-not to be endured. At bay and
desperate. Val determined to strike
high.
Tell your father who | am, then"
he exclaimed, but say he can't nave
me for any beggarly two fifty or even
SIS a week! I'll have $40 or nothing!'
Isidora looked at him with respect
and dashed away behind the curtain.
Neither man spoke. The sound Of her
little high heeled slippers clicking on
the interpreted stairs was sharp in
their ears. In three minutes-before
Loveland had had time to repent-she
was down again.
p says 'Donev" she painted. Hes
going to use YOU for all you're worth"
II bet he WILL" murmured Bill, soto
voce. But neither he nor Loveland
guessed in what way Alexander the
Great meant to make the "swell wait.
er" WORTH his wage.
Lesley, wasn't Loveland the name
of hat lord you knew on the boatT"
asked Lesley's aunt, Barbara, peering
at her niece from behind an immense
newspaper which hid all the upper
part Of her body as if with a screen.
YES" said Lesley. Don't you re-
member my telling you his name was
the same as yourS!
There! I thought sop exclaimed
the little dovelike lady. "Only 1 wasn't
quite sure whether you said the name
was exactly the anne or rather like
mine. You didn't talk as If you took
much interest in him, and it seemed
as though you would, if we'd been
namesakes. I don't think you spoke
Of him more than once, did you?"
81 don't remember, I'm sure" re-
piled Lesley, beginning to scrawl the
name of "Loveland' aimlessly across
the top Of the page which ought by
this time to have been covered with
brilliant conversation between her
hero and heroine.
els there something about him in the
paper?" asked Lesley, who had been
expecting news, but would have pre-
ferred to read it herself If she could
have chosen.
II should think there was" exclaim-
ed her aunt, screened behind the great
printed sheets again.
rs he engaged already" Lesley in
quired, making Il sketch Of Lord Love-
lands profile.
"Engaged" echoed the elder. mo,
indeed! What u mercy he's been found
out before some nice girl vas mixed
up in the scandal. or course he want
| ed"--
"A Scandal!' Now at last Lesley
did lift her head quickly, and the last
profile sketch looked as if it had been
struck by lightning.
Il mean he isn't a marquis
The soft outline of the girls figure
stiffened. and she sat up very straight
on the sofa.
"Who says he isn't a marquisY" she
asked sharply.
"Everybody-the newspaper"
".Oh, the newspaper"
but it's true. He's been turned out
of his hotel. I'll read you the
please, 1 think I'll read it myself If
you don't mind, DEAR" said Lesley
that is. when you've finished. I can
wait"
IT have finished, all l care about
reading" Mrs. Loveland fastened to
assure her, for she invariably discov-
cred that she has ceased to want any
thing which Lesley could even be sus
pected Of wishing for.
"Take the paper. dear. Don't get
up. I'll bring it to you"
But Lesley did get up and stood
with her back to her aunt as she read
the Louisville version of Tony Kidd's
sensational STORY" She took a long
time to read it. and when she had
come to the end she laid the paper on
her aunt's lap without saying a word.
"Well. has it struck you dumb" ex-
claimed Mrs. Loveland, disappointed,
for IL she spoiled Lesley with petting
Lesley spoiled her with responsive
ness.
II am rather Mortified" said the girl.
mo wonder. You actually knew
him--or thought you did"
~ think 50 STILL"