Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-08-15

career. she nau neSlldleu anu lOOh-
ed full at him. Uncle Michigan had
gone back to scratching his garden
bed. 1.-The town says" again she
paused at his resentful wonder.
THE town says what?"
THAT you must be rather in love
with Aurelie."
He was on his feet before her. ia
net! They say that?"
well, you've run on in such enthu-
siasm about her OF course it's just
your way"
my way? 1 can't help what the
town says. The town made an outcast
of me much as it did of Aurelie in the
old days. But by George, Janet-this!"
"She is the sort you would love, Wi
ley. With all her courage. the brave
fight, as you say she is making-she is
one of the superlatively feminine sort
or at least what you men stupidity
imagine is the really feminine. Appeal
ing to your absurd chivalry, as you call
to you and so giving you an enlarged
sense of your strength. your wisdom,
your indispensablenes to womankind!
Come now"-she smiled good humor-
edly-"isn't that the type Of woman
you like best?"
He faced her with hurt laugh; she
had begun with a touch Of bitterness
which her common sense subdued.
"The parasite? Not the woman who
can help-and who dares demand! You
men are all primitive in your ideas Of
women, Wiley"
Janet" he answered slowly. ''you
don't understand. A child, misplaced,
hurt, proud. struggling for a bit Of
good she sees-that Is what 1 saw In
Aurelie. l don't deny her appeal. I've
felt like taking her in my arms and
saying: Why, you dear kid, you ought
not to be in this iness!-knocking
about cheap hotels and in such shows.
You ought to have home-a shelter
some one"
THAT Is just it," She smiled imper-
sonally, and briefly. well, no matter,
Wiley. Only wondered why the blue
birds were calling to you this morning,
and not congress. 1t is spring. Wiley!"
But Mr.. Curran was put out and an
CRY. He did not want her to divert the
matter with her serenely measuring
smile. Janet" he cried again. 81
don't love her-no. no."
Mono! Merely attracted. AS you
are to book poster girls and the maga-
zine girls!" She laughed now.
"Oh, well, the eternal masculine!"
Then she turned to him stubbornly.
But you are coming through this
campaign-this mans work
for us ALL"
YES" he answered quietly. Il will.
And you've hurt me, Janet. But per-
haps you were intending to-"
She left him with another banter.
He had feeling that she was guess
ing shrewdly at the struggle dimly
growing in his mind; he was trying to
grasp her larger standards. her victo-
rious self as a woman of the time, AMI
his yielding to the common thrall Of
men in this chit of a girl. And he gave
1t up as a bad job, and turned to his
work. But he observed that he did
work the rest Of the day. savagely and
with effect. He would not listen to
the bluebirds.
Bluebirds and spring ushered in full
June. With his shop and his outer ac-
tivities he was busted, but not too
busted to read the scrawly letters from
Aurelie which Uncle Mich brought.
Things had happened. The McFetrsdge
had transformed ti,e
northwest and then booked into a Chi
cago stock house. Then 1t lost the
money garnered on one-night stands.
The city did not seem to recognize last
years winner of the beauty contest.
The Chronicle, having worked its sub
scriptiOn lists as far as might be on
the exploitation, was rather Indifferent
to Miss LindstrOm. Other reviews were
perfunctory. Morris Feldman said 1t
was Mr.. Hanbury's rotten" play. But
every one cheerfully admitted that,
even young Mr.. Hanbury Of the d.
buque Register.
All this between lines Of Aurelie's
exuberant letters. She was undaunted.
She was expanding vivaciously, throw =
ing herself into work. living every
minute Her first glimpse of city
fascinated her. She bewildered Uncle
Michigan with her adventures.
That limb Of a girl" commented
Aunt Abby, "she ought to be home. 1t
isn't doing her mite of good, Wiley.
"Home?" murmured Mr.. Curran.
Where is Aurelie's home?"
"She ought to he gathered up and
taken care Of"
Yes" Mr.. Curran sighed. Il think
so too, now"
The next they heard was of a wran-
gle between the McFetridges and Nor
ris Feldman. Then Mr. Feldman was
"out," and the house was dark" and
she was boarding with Miss Norman
who was perfect dear" Then the
company reorganiZcd with n lot of ex-
pensive scenery and new play which
the angels had procured. Then they
had a summer booking and Aurelie
was to be leading LADY," Out in the
west again somewhere! So Aurelie put
It.
Mr.. Curran was struck dumb. Aure-
lie a leading LADY," He could not kick
his job-press that day. THAT girl
he unused. must just he running that
show and the twins and everything!"
Done goin' to occupy the land!
chuckled Uncle Michigan.
one afternoon when the sugar trees
over the town were summer-heavy
and from the uplands came the faint
click click of the first mowers, and the
young corn was high across the black
bottoms, Mr. Curran, looking up from
his press, saw the Van Hart surrey a,
his door. 1t held two suit cases and a
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