Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-10-21

replying. and something changed In her
face-something beyond the wizardry OF
any picture hat TO conceal. Then, quiet
ly. she gathered up her things and left
the room. And few minutes later
Betty Thompson appeared. a radiant vi
sion OF youth and sweetness. that brought
joy to old Bakers heart.
why. Betty" he exclaimed, stretch
ing out both his hands. and she came TO
him quickly, her eyes shining with fond
ness
Dear Guardy. I'm so glad 10 see you"
she murmured, as he held her in his
strong arms and deepened the roses OF
her cheeks with two vigorous and affec-
tionate SmackS
Amt too big fer an old fellow like me
to kiss, are YER
| and admired her lovely. eager face. and
her slender. 1.-the figure in its garb OF
Paris finery. Well we'll. Yer the real
thing, amt YEP"
Betty's eyes danced with pleasure. ''Do
you like this frock, Guardy?'
With wise mods of wondering approval
Hiram studied Paquin's eNquisitely suave
creation OF amethyst-gray velvet, with
its narrow trimming Of black fox in which
the girl was arrayed. Thrown carelessiy
over her shoulders was a chiffon scarf Of
A., cobweb thinness, marvelously shaded
from jonquil yellow TO rosy pomegranate.
And her buruished-brown hair melted
glowingiy into the purple lining OF her
| white-brimmed leghorn hat, with its knot
Of pale mauve pansies and its tossing to-
paz plume.
Hiram nodded i'm approval Like the
frock and like the girl inside IL. Sit down
and tell me about things. How dye come
| TO be so late? Miss yer train. or-what?"
why. We had an adventure, laughed
Betty. "a most exciting adventure.
Everything went we'll until we reached
fectly lovely. He talked OF all sorts or
| things. especially golf l happened 10
have my golf bag with me and - yon
know. he's great golfer.
81 know. said Baxter 1T gets me
how many of these brainy men like 10
! waste time battin' them foolish little balls
around a field. Guess III have to tackle
1t myself one o these days. Well. what
was the adventure?
Betty's face grew serious. and She de-
scribed. as clearly as she could. The
bishops misfortune on the train
Five Thousand pounds eyc'a n,ea
Hiram. "Well, we'll. Poor old hish
Amt that "A shame
There was young woman In the car
riage with us. went on Betty. such az
interesting face-rather foreign looking
and, when the bishop found that H.
purse was gone. he called the guard arf'
the guard called the police. and-they iil-
sisted on searching this young woman
/ was so sorry, | knew She was innocent
and sure enough she was.
How dye know she was innocent?
81 could see il. She had large, dark
| eyes, SO appealing and-she told me
most pathetic story afterward and-why
do you smile, Guardy?"
II s'pose We gave her all the money ye
had with YEP chuckled Baxter
81 couldn't give her very much. L
only had five pounds" answered TIE
young American. her dignity somewhat
ruffied.
Him, And We gave her that
"why, yes. I'm going to send her
more. I take great interest in that
girl"
do. eh? Well. wouldn't send her
any more money. I wouldn't do II.
Betty
There was something in her guardians
tone that made Miss Thompson look at
him in surprise and vague apprehension.
why rot?" he asked.
81 guess you an med better have
little talk. Betty, said Baxter. kindly:
''Ye remember I wrote We couple q
times about yer expenses IN Paris and We
sent me back some pretty sharp opin-
ions, the gist OF il bein' that We wanted
to spend yer money accordin' to yer own
ideas"
sWhy shouldn't T. Father left me the
money and I'm spending il in a way that
he would approve OF.
A sharp note sounded in her voice. but
Hiram answered with unchang1ng gen.
tleness II know, Betty. Bryce Thomr-
son would have approved OF your goin'
to the south pole to pick Strawberries IL
We wanted to. He couldn't refuse we
thing, he never did refuse We: but I've
been left your guardian. Betty. and it's
my duty to tell ye that our present state
O. finances don't justify givin' away five
pound notes to strange women We meet
on railway trains"
'.I'd rather give my money TO unfortu-
nate girls who'ye never had chance"
retorted Betty, with increasing spirit,
"than-than to gamb!e IL away i'm Wall
street
lis that little friendly jab at me-?
Id aiul, o.
ton. you've always been 50 good To
me- Guardy, SO considerate. that ] hate
to say anything unkind. but l read the
papers and-I understand more than you
think about business.
(To be continued tomorrow