Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1913-08-14

the same old magazine. and she
thought a change OF names was quite
sufficient.
"Mr. Beach 10 a literary thief" she
exclaimed with set Jaw. land he shall
know that know II. The scoundrel
who steals other peoples brains shall
be exposed"
And she wrote and sent by the
maid:
III the bearer has told me right you
are stealing the plot OF my story, and
unless you drop II ut once the public
shall be made aware OF what sort OF a
genius you are!"
The note was delivered. and the
chambermaid added: ''ls this what IN
called curious coincidence?"
Not at ALL" was the reply. The
woman must have heard me talking In
my sleep. l often go over my plots
In my sleep, and anyone with an ear
to the keyhole can hear me. Take this
dime. and you may carry my answer
TO the person whom is mean enough TO
take advantage OF a man babbling In
his dreams. II she can't originate
plot for herself she had better stop
trying to be literary"
The note was delivered and the girl
added: III you had the lovers jump
into q duck.pond Mr.. Beach could not
say you stole his plot could hep
"A duck-pOnd!" was CONTEMPORARY
exclaimed. DO you think ] would
make use Of such a common thing AZ
that in writing romance! Beach or
no Beach, II shall never be duck.
pond with me. II shall be a cliff a
hundred feet high. Let the literary
thief use a duck.pond II he will.
must ask you to carry another note
for me-"
But have FIVE rooms yet TO do
up"
But | have been previously insult
ed, and as one OF my sex YOU must
stand by me-"
Anu BIC WTOlc anu uiopuNShSN'
you cannot have one single attri'
butte OF the gentleman In your compo'
sition. In addition to stealing my
plot, even to the color Of the hotel bus.
you say that you babble In your
dreams, and that | must have caught
some OF the babble. That. sir, places
me on my knees In the hall at mid
night with my ear at the keyhole OF
your door! / refuse to be 80 placed.
| demand the most ample apology.
Further, / demand that you either sur.
render my plot to me or change 1t over
so rs to have the lovers blow them
selves up with a bomb. Not hearing
from you in reasonable time, ] may
resort to the protection the law grants
to the most helpless"
]. Harrington Beach did not reply to
this note. The chambermaid was 9TH
erwise busy, and he felt like walking
and thinking matters over. Amanda
Penrose Phillips waited for an hour
with glazing eyes, and then also con-
cluded to take q walk. II Is always
well to take walk before consulting
lawyer.
Mr.. Beach strolled up the avenue.
Miss Phillips strolled after him. MIR.
Beach halted TO look at a billboard
on which were depicted many chorus
girls, and Miss Phillips was about to
overtake him, but not even to glance
ut a single chorus girl when grocer's
runaway horse took to the sidewalk to
bring down the high cost of living He
was sweeping all before him. and was
getting ready to sweep Amanda Pen
rose Phillips when ]. Harrington
Beach gave a spring and caught her
and twitched her into the middle oil
the street. The hat was twitched from
the woman's head, and one shoe from
q foot, but she had the sense TO real
ize that 1t was better thus than to be
q mangled corpse. Mr. Beach led her
home very gently. Not word about
babbling and the stolen plot. Nothing
said about a suit for Islander, with
damages laid at fifty thousand dollars
good and lawful money.
As he left her at the door he pressed
her hand.
She returned the press.
You did not steal my plot" she
softly said next day.
Nor you mine!"
"A month later, rs they were mar
ried in the parlor, the chambermaid
said to herself:
Gee, but knew that story would
turn out to be hummer"
Copyright. 1915. by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate.)