Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1912-01-11

BURNING
@DAYLIGHT
By JACK
HHfhor of "7He Call of the Wi2d,"
"Jp,hHe Fang" Martin
Eden. etc.
Illustrations by Dearborn Melvill



SCopyrisht. roIo. by the New York Herald Coz
tcopyrisht. 1910. By the Macmillan Company
business was settled, his everlasting
fcau went out for Martini, and for
.jdouble- Martini at that, in long glass
no AZ not to excite comment.
Into Daylight's life came Dede Ma
ison. She came rather imperceptibly.
PIE had accepted her impersonally
talcng with the Office furnishing, the
9ofilce boy, Morrison, the chief, conf
tdentiai, and, only clerk, and all the
Fest of the accessories of super
iman's gambling place of business. Had
mo been asked any time during the first
months she was in his employ, he
would have been unable to tell the
tcoior OF her eyes. From the fact that
ishe was q demi-blonde, there resid-
I'D dimly in his subconsciousnes q
$conceptiou that she was brunette.
likewise he had an idea that she was
mot thin. while there was an absence
I'm ais mind Of any idea that she was
Hat. And how she dressed, he had no
idea at all. He had no trained eye in
tsuch matters, nor was he interested.
I3xIs took 1t for granted, in the lack of
tany impression to the contrary, that
ishe was dressed somehow. He knew
lher as Miss Mason and that was
tA11. though he was aware that as a
4stenographer she was quick and accu-
trate. He watched her leaving one aft
4ernoon, and was aware for the first
thine that she was well-formed, and
that her manner of dress was salts
Tying. He knew none of the details of
fwoman's dress, and he saw none of
fhe details Of her neat shirt waist
tand well-cut tailor suit. He saw only
Vac effect in a general. sketchy way.
1She looked right. This was in the abb
assuce Of anything wrong or out Of the
fwav.
"She's trim little good-looker," was
Dds verdict, when the outer ONCE door
'3d1osed ON her
The next morning. debating, he con-
icluded that he liked the way she did
Msr hair. though for the life OF him
Ne could have given no description Of
u. The impression was pleasing, that
was all. She sat between him and
Sths window, and he noted that her
hafr was light brown. with hints of
golden bronze. A pale sun, shining in,
touched the golden bronze into smoul-
s+dering fires that were very pleasing.
Tie discovered that in the intervals,
when she had nothing to do, she read
hooks and magazines, or worked on
ssome sort of feminine fancy work.
Passing her desk, once, he picked up a
volume of Kiplings poems and glanced
5epuzzled through the pages.
You like reading, Miss Mason?" he
said. laying the book down.
"Oh, yes," was the answer; very
&much."
Another time II was a book OF
Wells, THE Wheels of Chance"
Whats 1t all about?" Daylight
asked.
"0h, it's just novel, love-story."
She stopped, but he still stood wait
dng, and she felt It incumbent to go on
'Tt's about little Cockney Diapers
assistant, who takes a vacation on
his bicycle, and falls in with young
girl very much above him. Her moth
er Is popular writer and all that.
And the situation Is very curious, and
sad. too, and tragic. Would you care
20 read it?"
Does he get herr" Daylight de-
manded.
mo; that's the point of II. He
wasn't"
And he doesn't get her, and you've
read all them pages, hundreds Of them,
70 find that out?" Daylight muttered In
Amazement.
Miss Mason was nettled as well as
amused.
But you read the mining and finan-
.>ciai news by the hour" she re-
torted.
But sure get something out OF
chat. It's business, and it's differ