The Detroit times., 1913-08-16


Her eyes widened. MY mothers /?
fes--yes-but where"
New Orleans. crazy silversmith
on Chartres-st who thought he was a
genius. So he marked all his rosaries
and never made much else"
Why. had II when / done come
up-river When Captain Tinkletoes
stole me! Uncle Michigan says he
thought | was a boy when they stole
me-"
Il know Mich's old yarn But this
rosary hate to show you-but-the
cross is gone"
She looked quickly at him He so
understood what il would mean TO
her. And Harlan, watching the two,
saw what common piece OF senti-
ment they were. the same Migrants
OF soul
Il wouldn't say anything about IT,"
murmured Aurehe, only IL was my
mothers. And it's dreadful not to
AaVe mother-only Ada Norman and
4 halrdresser She left an arch sad
mile with Mr. Curran. Sometimes.
rather not be a homeless stray.
5ut | suppose people must go rat
ing on in their harness and never
10 the things they love. Sometime.
/ get the old longing 10 run off down.
river with Uncle Mich. And take YOU.
Alr. Curran,"
Then she broke his enchantment
"lth her laughter Harlan looks as
1 ne thought VEAL were perfectly
ray Well, | suppose one cant.
some chap Is going TO write a new
plece-just for me. real star part.
think they call II The Girl with
me PINK Eyebrow" Harlan's face set
Aard' Ihat was it, The Girl With
me PINK Eyebrow. or The Girl and
ne Duke, The Girly Girl. Half a Girl.
More Than Girl. or some other OF the
pandering 10 this modern age which
40 longer able to exult in the rapine
OF cities takes its lusts TO the orcbes.
'ra chairs. Which makes for good
run as well as art.
80 reckon I'll keep on working"
'urelle was saying Some dav m
uuy farm for Papa John and lots of
,dihgs They've offered me a con.
'ract Tor next season that scares me
When | think OF the old hungry davs-
nose days when | was Just Old Mich.
eans girl, with no name or anv.
hing"
Ihey had read of Aurelies salary
u was more In week than Mr.. Cur
ran ana his caterwauling Rome News
mace In three months. Back home
People straightly refused to believe
9hythinE OF the sort.
me after-theater feeders wera
leavlhg, swishins and waddling away
win sldelong glances at this colorfuI
rlack-eyed girl who sat between tho
nperturable young man and the
rluer eager one. Harlan had beckon-
81 ior 'he waiter and ordered a cab
IL = one o'clock he said. "and yo,
O"sn' 10 De at your hotel, Aurelie''
she shrugged as II about 10 rebel
then was silent. Some old bahit of
obedience to him held her. Wiley
guessed 1t. He would have sat ali
night watching this miraculous Aure
lie. He resented Haran's tone Whom
she had arisen and was busy with her
wraps. each man leveled CHALLENGE
al the other. Then. to Harlans Uus
'eSolu'e smile came. II told you
she would come" he murmured
AureIle was approaching. Never
had she looked SO humanity beautiful
as under the garish lights of the cafe
Vestlbule--never so quick with feel
ing so true with life. Her world had
not spoiled her-hdd not touched tho
generous simplicity I'm her. When
they were In the cab. whirling away
TO her hotel, she reached from her furs
and patted Curran's hand with han.
py little sigh.
do think dreams come true,
away down-river ! remember putting
lyaclnths In my hair and staring
down-river In the water thought I
was pretty, And that came true,
Just the gray cypress woods, and the
lilies floating to the sea. and the mock.
ing-birds singing; and the Indian wo-
man catching shrimps on stick. and
Captain Tinkletoes telling war stories
and digging for buried treasure, Bul
Uncle Mich said we'd 90 off sometimes
and see all the lands and states and
countries. Oh. something very won.
derful must be up in those lands and
states and countries, And that came
true. The land O. joy, Well find IL
sometime, won't We, Mr.. Curran-peo.
pie like you and me-"
Find it," he cried, "Aurelie, it's
here"
You understand" she answered,
and settled back on the cushions with
another luxuriant sigh.
The two menHeft her at the hotel
She had a curious, shy. studied sweet
ness for them both I'm her parting that
left them silent as the cab ratified
away to the railroad station through
the dreary aftermidnight streets
Once, passing a corner lamp, Curran
saw Harlan's face turned to him calm.
hard, victorious.
The elder man could not repress his
cry.
Damn you, Harlan! You came here
doubling her, and never doubted her.
She's -good-always good"
81 know. Because she loved me az
ter all. That held her good through
all this life-the notoriety and glitter
because she loves me. Wiley"
The other man could not answer.
His CRY now was to his own heart.
He seemed battling TO evade some in
effable self-pathos that would find its
way. Harlan-always to Harlan life
brought the best without price, with
out struggle.
He would say no more. When they
were In the smoking-room of the Pull
man they again were silent: and when
Harlan had gone to his berth, Curran
went forward through the train seek
lag an open platform. He wanted the