The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-08-05

transformed iAe northwest and then
booked in Chicago stock house.
Then IL lost the money garnered on
one-night stands. The city did not
seem to recognize last years winner
OF the beauty contest The Chron-
icle. having worked its subscription
lists as far as might be on the ex-
ploitation, was rather Indifferent to
Miss Lindstrom.
Other reviews were perfunctory
Morris Feldman said il was Mr.. Han
bury's rotten play But every one
cheertully admitted that. even young
Mr.. Hamburg OF the Dubuque Register
All this between lines OF Aurelie' S
exuberant letters. She was undaunted.
She was expanding yivaciously, throw
ing herself into her work living every
minute. Her first glimpse OF city
fascinated her. She bewildered Uncle
Michigan with her adventures.
THAT limb of 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 be gathered up and
taken care Of"
Yes. Mr.. Curran sighed Il think
so too, now"
The next they heard was of a
wrangle between the McFetridges and
Morris Feldman. Then Mr.. Feldman
was "out, ana the house was dark
and she was boarding with Miss Nor
man, who was perfect dear. Then
the company reorganized with a lot
OF expensive scenery and new play
which the angels had procured.
Then they had summer booking and
Aurelie was to be leading lady, "
Out In the West again somewhere, SO
Aurelie put il.
Mr.. Curran was struck dumb Azure
lie a leading LADY, He could not
kick his jobpress that day. That
girl, he mused must just be running
that show and the twins and every
thing"
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, ana
the young corn was high across the
black bottoms, Mr.. Curran. looking
up from his press, saw the Van Hart
surrey at his door Ii held two suit
cases and "a bulldog the like OF which
in jowl and legs Rome, Iowa, had new
or before seen. And broad-shonl-
dered young man was descending. Mr..
Curran threw proofs to the wind and
seized his hands.
Harlan Back 10 the old town"
Fine, Going to stay, Wiley. Not
exactly at the head Of my class, but |
got through comfortably Harlan
drew himself up and looked across at
the dingy windows OF his fathers Old
law Offices above the bank I'm 60
ing 10 buck into the work, the worst
you ever saw, Wiley
ITS great. SO many OF our young
men Drift West or to the cities. But
copyright here with the home folks.
Right here He looked at his
friend with the old affectionate init
macy II hear. Wiley. you're going
10 run for Congress,
Yes They got me into it, Wen
make Hall busy, too"
Harlan smiled gravely. Father
wrote me of it,
Wiley glanced up at him. Your
father isn't for me, Harlan. And he's
a pretty big man. But-eastern.
We're rafting on pretty strong for
'em out here, Direct elections for
senators. the initiative, the recall OF
judges-the control OF wealth by the
state-the new democracy. boy But
you know all OF il. The old dreams
we used to argue in the News shop.
Why we-the old News and I've sort
of raised you, Harlan. We made you
as much as Harvard"
Harlan smiled. Wileys eyes were
shining. They had a great brother
love, faith, pride.
What's got into you, Wiley You re
changed-you'r awakened Your
campaign-the big fight ahead? Is
that it?"
Il shouldn't wonder Everything
seems changed. Even the old town
God bless it, it's comes TO seem green
and fair and livable! Yes. | awak.
ened, Harlan. Sos the old town.
We're even going to have new build.
ing-the McFetridge twins are going
TO remodel the tin opera-house
Yes"
And they've got a new show out
And the leading woman is little Azure.
lie Lindstrom!"
His friends face had hardened.
Yes" Harlan muttered.
You knew
Yes. | read of it sort Of follow
ed her-in the reviews" Harlan was
gathering up the lines 'Wiley-l-
Wish had saved hart
Wiley's hand closed over Harlan :
on the dashboard. Boy" he murmur.
ed, II didn't mean TO bring this old
matter up" Then his face lit with
sudden exaltation as if he had put
great hope TO the test. Tell me
YOU do love that girl, Harlan.
II did love her once, retorted Har.
Ian squarely. You might have guess
ed why wanted her out OF this. And
you got her into II
And now?" Wiley muttered. But
Harlan drove on suddenly without
looking back The older man watched
him with feeling that the fine zest
of spring had dulled In him. He
seemed trampling on some rugged 10y
atty to the best thing in life-the faith
of friends. He sighed as he went
back TO his shop. Got her into IT.
Bless her, did But | couldn't ex-
plain TO any one what it's meant 10
me-"
But the bluebirds in the naples did