The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-20

you at first sight-the tall, straight, sinewy figure, strong and swift in ev- cry movement. the finely chiselled face. the deep set, dark brown eyes under their heavy brows. that big masterful jaw and firm mouth"-
 Stuart suddenly took her in his arms and kissed her into silence.
 Flush, Nan. don't like the way you say that"
 "Why? Am too modestT'
 -'No, too deliberate and coIdly mis- tress of yourself. I wish you loved me a little more tumuituously as I do you"
 Well, let me whisper then that your return tonight has made perfect end ing to perfect day. Oh, Jim. I've been so happy tonightl Seated in that big stage box felt that I was some body This is the first really decent dress I've ever had in my life"
 "And you are proud and happyT
 Proud for your sake, Jim, yes: and happy in your love"
 Stuart,s face clouded and he turned away, startled for the first time by a strange similarity in the tone Of Mans voice to her mother's-
 The painful impression was sudden ly broken by a quick touch of Mans nanQ on ms arm.
 "Oh, Jim. I'm glad you came a day earlier. I've something to tell you. something wonderful, something that will bring our happiness near Her voice sank to the tenderest accents "You know Mir Bivens?"
 'Yes." Stuart answered evenly. con trolling himself with ap effort
 Well, he has taken our second floor. k>sr E..e, <%r~Tr By the mereet accident learned that his big trust. the American Chemical company, ueeds another lawyer. They pay an enormous salary with all sorts of chances to get rich. They are mak- ing millions on millions. told him that you were the very man for the place and that you were going to be the grea test lawyer in New York: Imagine my joy when he not only agreed with me, but said he would double the salary if you would accept 1t. He thought you wouldn't, merely because you lived in the house of old Woodman with whom the company may have fight I told him it was nonsense, that l knew you would &C., cept- You'll accept. of courseT"
 ''Emphatically mol"
 ''You can't be so absurdP'
 Have you been receiving the atten- tions of this distinguished young mil uonaire. Nan2'
 i've been culdvating him."
 'Cultivating?'
 'Yes. for your sake only, you big. handsome. foolish. jealous boy. You can't be in earnest when you say that you will refuse such an offer?'
 .'Yes. because I will not become the hireiing of corporation. to say noth- ing of this particular one headed by MT. Bivens.''
 Nonsense. Jim. You wouldn't be a hireIing. You would lay the law down for them to follow"
 No. A modern corporation has no soul. and the man who serves this master must sell both body and soul for the wages he receives. l am lawyer of the old school. My work is illurnined by imagination. My busi- ness is to enforce justice in the rela- tions of men,
 But some of the greatest lawyers in America are corporation attorneys''-
 ''AiI the reason more why I should keep clean. Lawyers once constituted our aristocracy of brain and culture. can't prostitute my talents to work don't believe in. A mans work is a I0fGAdJlOA CA W AGt AE 4S. Aho " it&L he is will depend at last on what he does.''
 g"But you mean to be rich and pow erful, Jim?'
 If it comes with the growth of manhood and character. yes. But will not degrade myself with work l hate or take orders from men I de- spise. The world is-already full of such slaves"
 Stuart paused and laid his hand gently on the girls white, round arm. and she turned. with a start.
 q didn't hear your last sentence, Jim.''
 ''Of what were you thinking?'
 t'Of what a woman is always think ing-consciousIy or unconsciously. of my home-whether it shall be a hovel or a palace"
 the builder
 Ut all depends on the man I mar ry," was the laughing answer. i've always dreamed of you as a man of wealth and power. Your splendid tall ents mean this When you came to New York 1 was more sure of you than ever. You've simply got to make money, Jim Nothing else counts in the world today. l hate poverty-I fear it-I loathe it!''
 And yet" the lover said. drawing closer. 'SI hold the touch of your little finger of greater value than all the gold on the earth or beneath it.'
 Don't interrupt me. please, with ir- relevant remarks" Nan cried. laughing in spite of herself. Seriously Jim you must listen to me. I'm in dead earnest. You must have money. if for no other reason because I wish it. can,f -hannv in F1OYNrfv The mn |,