The daily Alaskan., 1912-11-07

"Who owns that piece Of property on the other side of the trackT
 "You mean the hlll where the bill board stauds|
 'Yes."
 'Mrs. CovinFton is the owner Her husband died e couple of years ago and left all of his property to her in trust for a nephew who is ouly three years old at the present time. She has re- gently had the billboard erected there -or at least the balsam people have leased the ground from her for the purpose"
 Thank you. said Paul Main, and he went home
 He wrote letter that evening to Mrs. Coyington and explained to her what a blot that billboard was on his outlook, and as he understood the prop erty was not for sale and that the contract could not be bought he added a0 appeal to her sense Of the beautiful and her consideration for his feelings on observing the hideous sign from ev- cry point of view of his estate.
 After he had sealed the letter and sent it to the postofice he felt better and went out Co the terrace Co smoke, and under the magic Of the full moon he fell Co dreaming of the lovely little woman he had saved from death that day, and his hand unconsciously straycd Co. Che little slipper in his pocket.
 The next evening he received a visit from NIu. Co0mbS who looked very much displeasgd over something and it possible appeared palcr and with white hair more upstaHding than usual Paul had hlm out aa the terrace where they paced Co and fro as they talked.
 "You've gone and done it now, Main said the lawyer bitterly.
 "Done whatg' demanded Paul. mys- tlfed.
 "I knew you were a rich man, but I never supposed you to be a screw. It never occurred to me that robblng the widow was in your lincw
 "A screw? Eobbing the widow-what widow? | don't know any widows [ keep away from 'em every time" he protested
 "You write letters to them" said Coombs testify
 "Leltcrsg' repeated Paul vaguely, and then suddenly a light broke over him. "Do you mean Mrs CovingtonT be asked lamely.
 "Yes. Man. do you know that it near Iy broke that woman's heart Co have that siruboard put mp there, but she did it to keep body and soul together. Gov ington died and left her pretty well ol, but an the property was in trust be- cause I suppose he was certain shc would marry again some day, A few months ago she lost some securities through a robbery in her house and has been hard pressed for money to live upon. The siGnboard business is mere Iy a sop to the hungry wolf until she can find some means of earning a liv- ing for herself. She talks of taking boarders. because she has a well equip ped house here In Fairdale"
 "She has been to youg' Paul found voice to ask ont of his depth of self condemnation
 "Yes. She has ordered me Co breaf the contract with the balsam people and have the board removed She does not feel that she ought to impose upon her npighbors in that way"
 "What can he done Co make things rightT" asked Paul sharply.
 "I don't know. if anything, now, only YOU might go around and tell her as delicately as possible that you think a strapping six footer of man who doesn't have to worry about the butcher or baker can stand it to gaze upon a black and yellow billboard bet ter than a fail woman can give up the income derived from said advertise. mcut. She is a proud woman, too Main"
 "You needn't make me feel like any less than thirty cents" complained Paul
 "You ought to he made to fecl-you think too much about yourself, Main
 "You're right" admitted Paul. "and now that you've ripped me to pieces lets have a little friendly talk about what can do Co make myself most useful and inonensive in Fairdale.'
 The next day found Paul Main seek. ing the home of Mrs Amy Covington In Faird0le village.
 The Coyington place wos a pleasant old fashioned white house set in the midst of comfortable grounds. Paufs ring at the doorbell brought him face to face with the blue eyed woman be had rescued two days before.
 "NIrs Covingtouy she repeated, smil- ing. though he was sure she had been weeping. "I am Mrs Covington. Won't you come inF
 Aftcrward. when he told Mir COombs about the interview, he added the story Of the pretty shoe he had retained.
 "Coombsr he said thoughtfully "l persuaded Mrs. Covington to leave the billboard there as a reminder to me that I am selfish sort of beast Now