Monroe City Democrat. (Monroe City, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1912-07-04
HlHJfrafionJ BY
RAY WALTERS
(copynrhl 1911 by BObbs-Merhu Company
CHAPTER XIV.
"If Ever ! Find a Mani"

mine-eyes, bluer than the Hudson at
our feet; yet between the jolly rip
pies that played across those pools OF
truth could glimpse far down into
depths that were the most devilishly
enhancing, darkly, deeply, beautifully
oh, you know!
Why, by Jove, almost took crop
per right into them! Only caught
Just in time, you know; Strengthened
right on the verge, as 1t were-and
came up with a gasp, monocle dan
Cling.
Had almost forgotten the dashed
windows-and the two cats that
might be looking out!
murmured some jolly apology,
adding:
"Oh, yes-quite 50; certainly!
mean--eh. what?"
She was smiling, her rose-petal lip
dragging through her teeth.
THE bobby you know, Just now
she nodded toward the porte,cochere
II was positive he had come to drag
you away to your loathsome dungeon.
And when he retired, was--oh, so re-
Neved!" And she clasped her hands,
her eyes lifting upward.
"Oh, say nowhere you, thought"
] grinned delightedly and slipping to
. rustic chair beside her, looked her
Sftecuonately in the eye. For all her
Sar Of ohaffing. I knew that under 1t
was current Of anxiety for me-the
darltngi
screwed my glass at her tenderly.
What would you have done?"
said softly, III he had-er-lugged me
OF. you known"
Can you ask?" What o reproachful
aide-glanoe she shot me through the
meshes of her silken what-you-call-
drawn my good excahbar and run him
Thorough and thr-r-r-oughl"
By Jove, how she said it! And she
illustrated with the stemless rose
dash 1t, no: the roseless stem! She
was superb-looked like the jolly
fencing girl; only a dashed sight more
stunning. don't you know! And her
excalibar, too! Didn't know what q
Jolly excalibar was. but guessed it was
oOAO AOuo wv 0CASA-
ly feminine thing-some kind Of sub
merged hat-pin-sort-ofthing. you know
that sort. dash It! Yet she would
have drawn it--and her good one, too,
she said!
"Jove!" I said feelingly. would
you. reallyT And l almost took her
hand-and again remembered the win.
dowsi SO just shot her a look.
Her glorious eyes sparkled. THAT
Ia. would II had one." she said
smiling: "but I'm afraid poor Arthur
lost the last and only one. Sad, isn't
If"
"Ohi"
just felt my jolly heart sink like
what's-its-name. Who the deuce was
poor Arthur" This must be another
some other laundering chap who
had been engaged to her. And what
rotten, careless beggar, too, to have
lost it-that is. If he really had! or
course, he would say so, anyhow. And
how the deuce did he get 1t, in the
first place-did she give 1t to him, or
did he
By Jove, how / should have liked to
punch Arthur's head! Always did
hate a chap with that name! flushed
guiltily, but she did not see. For the
moment, she was looking on dream
lily across the valley.
'T wonder" she said pensively,
''why It Is one can never find another
man like Arthur. Do you suppose it
is because he was the ideal?'
For an instant, ] swallowed hard
then plueked up bravely, or tried to,
don't you know.
Jolly nkely!" chirped. Then
gloomily: "Oh, l say, you know, was
he your ideal?"
"Always!"-the blue eyes lighted
wistfully-'I suppose it's because he
was my first love; I found him 80
brave, so noble-mannered, you know
30 simplel"
Simple! Dash simple people-never
could stand them! Thing admired
was brains! Aloud I said gently-al-
most humbIy:
80 glad you like him, don't you
know-did like, I meant"
"Did like? I do still!"-her tone
lifted in earnest protest-'T love to
think Of brave, dear Arthur and his
knights-so few, and yet 30 full OF
love, OF gallantry and daringi"
So his nights were like thatI BY
love. / was devilish glad then that