Putnam patriot., 1913-10-17
CHAPTER xI.

CHAPTER xl.
 The rubbered feet across the way hurried their owner into the cigar. store in front of which he had been standing, and whese he had good view of the Y. W. c. A. Building. He flung down some change and demand ed the use of the telephone. Then. with one eye on the opposite doorway, I he called up a number and delivered | his message.
 "oi've treed me bird. She's in a room all roight at the Y w. c. A. place. fer l seed her at the wipder. She come with foine gintlemin, but he's gahn now, an she's loike to stay a spell. You'd best come at once. |. 1. All roight Hurry upi" He hung np the telephone receiver and hurried back to his post in front of the big entrance Meanwhile the bride-elect upstairs, with happy heart and trem- bling fingers, was putting on her own beautiful garments once more. and ar ranging the waves of lovely hair in their old accustomed way.
 Tyron Dunhams plans were well laid. He first called up his friend the minister and told him to be ready; then florist not far from the church: then a large department store where he had spent some time that morning. ,'ls that Mir. Hunter. head of the fur department Mr Hunter, this is MT. Durham. You remember our eonver- sation this morning. Kindly send the coat and hat l selected to the Y. W. C. A. Building at once Yes. just send them to the office You remember 1t was to be C. o D.. and I showed you my certified check this morning. It's all right. is it? How long will it take you to get 1t there? All right. Have the boy wait if Pm not there. Goed-by..
 His next move was to order a car riage and have it stop at the florists on the way. That done. he consulted his watch. Seventeen minutes of his precious half-hour were gone. With nervous haste he went into a tele- phone booth and called up his own home on the long distance.
 To his relief. his mother answered,
 'Is that you. Mother? This Is Tryon Are you all we'll? That's good. Yes. I'm in Chicago. but will soon be home Mother, I've something to tell you that may startle you, though there is nothing to make you sad. You have known that there was something on my mind for some time. He paused for the murmur of assent.
 He knew how his mother was look ing, even though he could not see her that set look of being ready for any thing He wanted to spare her as much as possible so he hastened on:
 You remember speaking to me about the ring l wore?"
 "Tyron Are you en@ged?" There was a sharp anxiety in the tone as it same through the hundreds of miles of space.
 "One better, Mother. I'm just about to be married!"
 My son, What have you done? Don't forget the honorable name you bear,"
 No, Mother, I don't forget. She's fine and beautiful and sweet. You will love her, and our world will fall at her feet"
 But who is she? You must remem- Der that love is very blind. Tryon, you must come home at once. I shall die If you disgrace us all Don't do anything to spoil our lives. l know it is something dreadful. or you would not do it in such haste"
 Nothing of the kind, Mother. Can't you trust me? Let me explain. She is alone, and legal circumstances which it would take too long for me to explain over the phone have made 1t desirable for her to have my immedi- ate protection. We are going at once to Edwin Twinell's church. and he will marry us It is all arranged, but I felt that you ought to be told before hand We shall probably take the night express for home. Tell Cornelia that l shall expect congratulations telegraphed to the hotel here inside of two hours"
 But, Tryon, what will our friends think? It is most extraordinary, How can you manage about announce ments?"
 Bother the red tape, Mother! What difference does that make? Put it in the society column if you want to-
 But, Tryon, we do not want to be conspicuous"
 Well, Mother I'm not going to put off my wedding at the last minute for