Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1913-12-19

I 1890 'N1S $4,000 VAN 'oS
In the parlor with Betty.
FL has stoppedr' she exclaimed
with a delicious little pout, as she con-
trived not to have Mr.. Van Zandt kiss
her.
"Who has stopped. dear?"
1.-The violin Did you-you
didn't really stop him" with very
wide. almost frightened, eyes.
Eyes. l stopped him."
oh! How did you do it? Was he
angry? Is he young or old? What did
he say?"
"He wasn't angry. He is young. l
didn't say anything"
"Peterr.'
II simply took the voilin and laid it
away from him"
"But-didn't he want to thrash your
NO"
But it must lave been an insult"
Not exactly Peter laughed. "How's
the headache. little s~weetheart?'
ITS better"
LET me smooth it. There-so. Per
haps l inherit some Of my fathers
curative power"
'Wbo is the violin man, Peterf"
| with hesitation and reserves Of disap-
proving taste.
"Oh. he's not a bad chap"
"a friend of yours?"
Not an enemy. l trust"
"YOu must know him quite well to
have ventured to go into his and
take his violin from him."
Miss Betty's tone was indicative of
a lively interest and an uncurbed Gu
riosity.
Pretty we'll"
Tell me his name, please"
"Oh. dear little girl. how can l?
Why should l? This man has incurred
your displeasure. caused you pain. dis
tress"-his warm lips were OF her
forehead-"why should l give up his
identity to your
"Why nOt?" The eternal feminine
wished to know at any hazard. and to
her there seemed non at all.
Because. dear. you are likely to
meet him some day. and won't it be
more agreeable not to know-until he
himself wishes to tell you-whose VIC
lin it WAS that distressed you"
Betty sighed with a contentment
born OF a line of reasoning that was
not without its seductions and its inn
plications of her OWL supremacy.
II suppose so. Will l like him." she
asked. wide eyed and after a pause.
Il hope So"
You will not be Jealous of MIN,
then?" with no attempt to conceal the
suspicious note.
NO. l think not"
Don't you know"
Not exactly. / might be Jealous OF
even him"
Betty breathed more freely. do you
like the violin yourself, Peter?"
Rather a favorite instrument of
mine"
Yes, to be sure, when well played"
Yes. Betty darling"
"Well?'~
cant you let go the violin, dear, and
Just think of me?'
mo. Peter. l can't. AND | hate to
udNc yOuE Udulc fel6T. ! uO luuecu.
1t doesn't match with you"
"What would match with me?" he
looked deeply. in%dulgently. fondly into
the lovely face.
Then Betty laughed and hid her
Eyes and murmured. Just l."
And there was the laughter of love
between them.
"And now you'll forget the violin
won't you, sweetheart? q he asked.
She shook her head doubtfully. I'm
not SO sure. You see, you say I'm
likely to meet him, being such a
friend of yours. and her will he want
to fetch his violin Toto
Our house?" finished her lover. 'Eh.
is that what you want to know. dear?'
Betty nodded. looking at him square-
ly with her wonderfully blue eyes.
Yes. Peter Van Zandt answered,
the violin man will want to fetch his
violin to house, his kiss was on
her red lips. land he will want to play
for you"
Il couldn't stand it. l hate musical
men-I mean men who play on musical
instruments; they're always very eff
Terminate" Betty rose.
Are they?" Peter Van Zandt in
stfnctively glanced at his own hand.
which was as powerful as a s%tonecut-
ter's sledge hammer for all it's white
ness of flesh and pinkness of nail.
'Yes. | am sure of it. Peter. If you
were a musician of any sort or kind I'd
sand vnrr Avinn I oortoin1r upn,Il t.
would spoil all the rest of YOU"
would it," Peter had risen. too, Of
course. and had his arms around his
little love. "Ah, no. my own, IL you
loved me and IL were musical you
would still love. Is it not SOP"