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The Winslow mail., 1913-09-06
Npow AND WAS WONDERING WHAT WOULD BE DONE.

was happening till presently he was
reused once more by the wailing of
a child, so close that inyoluntarily he
turned his head to see where the
sound came from, and at his side,
most wonderful, sat Anstiss nursing
the baby, which had shared their
compartments, and whom the shock
of the accident had apparently trans
ferred to Miss FORESTS unaccus-
toned arms.
Lord Leyland stared in fascinated
an1azement while this new woman
bent over her charge, cuddlsd it and
crooned to it as the most early Vic
torian of women might have done,
Her ripping hair had come down
and fell about her like an aureole, the
hard young face was strangely lit and
softened as she rocked gently TO and
fro, her eyes on the restless baby, till
at last it nestled down against its
new-found slave and went to sleep.
'Bravo!" whispered Leyland ineau-
tiously, carried away by his enthusi-
asm over the victory. Anstiss looked
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rather shaky voice:
"Then you're alive after all? Do
say you are"
Leyland smiled involuntarily at the
illogical question. I'm quite alive,
thanks-it was smash up, wasn't it?
l suppose I am pinned under the de-
bris? IN Aren't you hurt at ALI. Miss
Forrest? That's luck"
my ankle is twisted a Bit" she
said cheerfully. "I can't walk Or
stand, but I'm all right, really"
AS she spoke she lifted his head
with gentle fingers and slipped roll
of some soft material under it. Does
it hurt you dreadfully? You're
jammed under the framework of the
next coach"
Leyland set his teeth and tried to
move. 81 believe I've escaped with
bruises" he said in a moment in a re-
lieved voice. "But / am afraid I'm
helpless till some one digs us QUIT"
Probably we shall have to wait a
bit" said Anstiss, "The forward car
riages are sure to have suffered more
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was to be added The night of the
exhibition drew near.
And suddenly, on the very night
when the announcement of the win
ner of the grand prize was to be
made, Harry lost heart. He saw that
she was ever coming back-to him
that he had been fooling himself.
He sank into his big studio chair,
and dropped his head on his arms. The
announcement meant nothing to him.
He would not even go to hear it.
Yet, toward the end of the evening,
he did wander around to the exhibit
ton. Sheer loneliness took him into
the crowded place. He sauntered in
differently toward the space of wall
reserved for the winning picture.
And ii was with the same indifHef-
ence that he viwed his own work dec
grated with the Grand Prize laurel.
His eyes gazed UP at the face of his
triumphant failure, with a deep bit
terness in their depths he had paint
ed an ideal; Gwendolin-a fiction
Gwendolin.
Weeks he had lived his foolish, fu-
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test, and-fainted dead away.


Easton Lanyon is not one of the
show places of Devonshire, for the
house Is modern and as plain as 1t is
comfortable. But the garden dates
back to the time of the Tudors, and
has an exquisite haunting charm be-
yond all other gardens In the Gar
den County"
Anstiss Forrest sat alone in the Ja-
eobean Summer house. at the far end
OF the white rosery, and played with
year-old baby.
He knew her now, and oooed to her
as readily as he had eooed to his
mother three weeks ago in the west
bound train-responding to Anstiss'
kisses in happy unconscieusness of
the reason why his yellow curls were
tied with knot of black ribbon.
Presently he grew tired of play. and
ouddled down into the girls arms and
went to sleep there, while Anstiss re-
garded him with hungry eyes.
Today she should hear--how soon
they claimed him. The young earl
had gone to town about 1t yesterday,
and might come down the garden at
any moment with his news. She bent
down to kiss the soft flushed little
cheek, then raised her head with a
start as Lord Leyland stood in the
doorway.
II guessed should find you here
how's the infant phenomenon this aft
ernoen? Sure, he's not too heavy for
you, Miss Forrest? You're not very
strong yet. you know" he said, and If
Anstiss had not been so occupied with
setting q watch upon her own eyes
and lips she might have wondered at
the change three weeks had wrought
In Lord Leyland's manner toward her.
'"Fell me quickly" she begged,
"How soon must / give him up?"
Jack Leyland came into the sum-
mer house and sat down beside her.
"It's-it's a queer story altogeth-
er-'
20. do make haste!" cried Anstiss
desperately. How soon do they want
him?"
They don't want him at ali. No
| one wants himi" The color deepened
in Miss FORESTS cheeks, her lips
| parted little, but she said no word.
cit seems his mother was separat-
| ed from her husband" LeyIand went
OA. WAoH saw AlIIl--l ulQRB WON
der. BY way of being an officer and
a gentleman but the biggest bound
er I've ever had the ill-luek to meet
Says he'll be hanged before he does
anything but what the law compels
| him to do for the child"
"O!" said Anstiss. and her lips set
as they had not done since the day
of the accident.
1T seems the mother hadn't SOU,
Leyland went on. 'But, OF course
there are orphanages, as the father
| kindly pointed out to me. But we'll
| do better than that for him. / guess
We don't send our guests to charity
homes from Easton Lanyon."
Anstiss looked up quickly, with one
of her bright challenging glanees
''You need not trouble!" she said ca
| gerly, Il love him! He shall be
mine, My baby, my little Alee!" Her
| eyes flashed defiance into LeIand's be-
wildered face.
DO you mean that you will adopt
him?" he asked
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than we have, and here on the heath
it must take time to get help. l wish
there was something ] could do
ut dosn't hurt much, really,
thanks" replied the young man brave
ly. Il expect your ankle is far worse,
if you were honest about it,
Its not, and anyhow, I'm too jolly
thankful we're alive to care. Think
OF the other poor people," and Ley
land could feel that she shuddered as
a faint groan travelled toward them
on the warm and perfumed air.
In the distance they could hear
voices, men running to and fro, and
now and then q pitiful scream, but no
one came near their end of the wreck
age.
Leyland lay with his eyes closed,
too shaken to care very much what
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takes a lot to keep a woman from her
baby, doesn't it?"
She relapsed into silence. Leyland
reflected that whatever her f1uency on
the platform, she seemed to have a re-
markable prediction for silence in
private life.
Presently she lifted the sleeping
child from her knee and set it under
the shadow of the wreckage
What are you going to do?" he
asked curiously. for her mouth was
set hard again.
Get help!" announced Miss For
rest briefly. She slipped off her jack
ct and wrapped it round her bare and
swollen ankle. eff I can't walk I
can crawl You shall see how soon
I'll be back"
mol" he protested, "They are sure
to come in time You might injure
yourself for life-and really am per-
fectly comfortable here"
The sea-blue eyes expressed frank
disbelief He turned a little on his
elbow to catch her hand, in futile pro-
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Exactly" said Anstiss.
The young man tugged at hi

Exactly" said Anstiss.
The young man tugged at hi
tache.
But, Miss Forrest-forgive. me
seem impertinent--do you re,
what 1t means to bring up and
cate a boy?"
"I can work for him!" said Anstiss
proudly.
That's splendidly brave of you
but you forget anothersthing-an even
more important thing"
what is it demanded Anstiss res
belliously.
Scandal"
Lord Leylandi"
But Leyland's eyes met hers stead
lily. "The world Is so confoundedly
censorious," he said reluctantly. 'It,
will ask why on earth a pretty girl
should burden herself with a strange
child-and what will you reply?"
Anstiss' eyes blazed. She was furi@:
ously angry because she felt that
what he said was true, but she an~s
swered readily enough.
"I shall say that / adopted him bers
cause we were two lonely creaturesI
together He shall be my son to me-;
and I will be his mother to him-andl
/ don't care IA thing-what the
world says!"
She looked away, as though fheSs19mS
cussion we're finished.
Leyland looked troubled. Ha nA6
never been SO anxious about anything
in all his life as that no breaths
should blow upon the fair flame oE
this wilful, romantic girl he-loved.
Nor SO desirous of anything as that
she should not go her own solitary
way, ignoring their three weeks OLD
friendship.
There's something else you fcpS
| get," he said, with knitted brows4
"Yeu may be ready to pay-but have|
you any right to pledge yourself fors
the child also? You may despise tbs
whisperings Of the outside world. tt
is like you to do SO. But SUPPOSE
when he is old enough to understands
he should suffer?
Anstiss had turned to him agafn4
and her face was white.
What a fool you must think me- 4
and / am fool" she said slowly.
What beastly place the world is. =
| She knew she must yield to Leyland's
| merciless reasoning, but her rebel-
lious heart cried out against it,
20. and we were going to be SO
! happy together, baby and IT, she said,
moved quite out of her cherished self
| restraint.
| She was no longer the brilliant, coll
| lege-trained lecturer-she was just
one woman alone, in arms against tho
bitter social law, and forced to own
| herself defeated.
The defiant eyes filed witt ears
she was still toe proud to 49,
| stern mouth quivssTG sg ~
Jack Leyland had an inspiration.
He came close and put his arr $
about her and about the sleeping
child that lay upon her knee.
"Anstiss! Let me take care of you
| bothl"
20, you've wakened him!" cried An-
| stiss reproachfully.
! The baby stirred, opened his eyes.
| and gurgled with soft laughter, but
Leyland did not take his arms away,
and presently, above the golden head
with It's knot of black ribbon, tbs lirs
of the man and woman met.
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sudden thrill, merged into a auivering
jar, leaped along the train; and with
it a crashing roar that drowned all
speech and at which Leyland's heart
stood still.
Even as he stood up, blindly, the
wall of the compartment behind him
was shattered and bulged inward with
a splintering sound.
Then, without his being consciously
aware Of it, sensation ceased.
1t was the shrill cry of a child
which finally brought him back to
recollection. There was a confused
beating in his temples, and something
heavy and hard pressed intolerably
upon his limbs
He opened his eyes and the woman
who was bending over him asked in
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tile dream. He had made the thou
sand little changes about the house
for her sake. He had sought new
friends, stage folk-for her sake. And
now he had won fame and fortune
empty fame aud fortune.
He turned to so. The loneliness
had followed him. 1t was here, too.
1t was everywhere. Blindly, he
pushed his way through the crowd.
He stumbled, almost fell, and then
looked up.
In the looking, his face went white;
cIutching his arm, stood Gwendolin.
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.
you'll repeat set a divorce in voice
that is almost ashamed to break the
silence.
! 20, why did you leave your green,
honest, country and get into art?
Why did you make me marry you,
when | knew my new leaf wouldn't
stay turned over?
Harry, | wasn't made for domes-
ITCHY, love the road too much. I'm
back on the old job, and I'm happy
Don't answer this, Don't try to find
me. You can't do it, and, anyway, it
wouldn't be any use. I'm here for
good. Gwendolin."
Harry Goodnough dropped the note
on his palette. The red and green
oils Slipped over it, covering the
words.
Il guess paint is the only thing that
can blot them out" he said Its
work for me-" Mechanically, he
turned back to his easel
He might have suspected this-sus-
pected it long ago Gwendolin had
not been taking little trips here and
there for her health; she had been
hunting job. And all the time she
had been sick and tired Of her home
NGt a uANOIC6s 16 T@pG3CGQ. ana
his voice did sound ashamed to break
the silence.
He took delight in tramping upon
the remains of his tools of work
There would be no more work for
him, he told himself
Yet, even as he vowed it, his phys
ical action denied 1t; his very step
bespoke patient persistence which
do OF of I,;- aIxo
acter--a patient persistence horn OF
years behind the plow In his heart,
Harry knew that he would go on with
his work, wife or no wife, happy or
unhappy.
So, when a sudden sharp rap came
at his door, he was once more his
calm, dignif1ed SELF With his usual
businesslike manner, he opened the
door and nodded good morning to his
model.
Come in." he said briefly. ITS a
new pose today--a big pose"
"a big poser" she echoed interest
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the further ehd of the compartment
was entirely occupied by a year-old
baby under escort of a fluffy, fool
ish-lcoking mother, and protected by
piled outworks of small luggage; and
that he, Jack Leyiand, must conse-
quently place himself back to the en-
gine, and opposite Miss Anstiss For
rest, tha well-known lecturer on
Women's Suffrage, and perhaps the
one woman in the world whom the
youthful, chivalrous, but exceedingly
old-fashioned Earl of Leyland would
confess that he thoroughly and heart
lily disliked.
He reflected that it would have been
better to miss his train than to spend
too mortal hours, tete-a-tete with
such q companion.
He had never before been thus en-
tirely at her merey--had but seldom
spoken to her, in faet--though he had
more than once spoken at her from
the platform-and much he feared the
lady would seize the unrivaled oppor-
tunity for pressing her views upon
him
Perhaps Miss Forrest read his
thoughts, for a half-ironical smile
softened the eorEers of her mouth as
she held out her hand.
you are geing down to Easton
Lanyon, ! suppose? So am T. she
began, in her low, clear voice. Kitty
has been kind enough to ask me to
meet the new member She suggests
/ may be able to convert him, but
I'm afraid you will act as a counter
irritant-or should | say as an anti
dote?"
"The latter, hope" said the young
man stiffly.
1t always set his nevers on edge to
hear Miss Forrest speak of his sister
by her Christian name. He felt that
Kitty would have shown better taste
II she had remained Lady Kathleen
Trevelyan" to the lecturer, instead of
making a bosom friend OF her, adopt
ing her views (not that Lady Kitty
could understand half of them), and
generally playing the giddy goat all
around" Privately he wondered that
his brother-in-law allowed it!
The half smile on the ladys lips
had developed into a whole one. He
noticed with unreasonable irritation
that she owned a most alluring dim
ple-all at once he saw what his
brother-in-law had meant when he
spoke of Miss Forrest as a "devilish
handsome girl" and unwillingly he
agreed with Col. Trevelyan.
But the lady herself seemed equal
ly unconscious of her dimple and the
irritation of her vis-a-vfs.
ut seems | shall have an interest
ing visit" she said lightly, then picked
UP the magazine OH her lap and be-
gan reading with as perfect nom
chalance as though she were alone on
a desert island, instead of seated OPP
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up in quick defiance, but melted again
before the gentleness of the young
mans glance.
isn't he a dear?" she said simply.
isn't he pretty baby"
Seems a decent little kid" he ad-
mitted, and then could not resist add
ing: shouldn't have thought you'd
bother yourself with it,"
She laughed till a second dimple
came out on her other cheek.
Il adore babies-all women do"
she said.
Leyland flushed, and reflected In
wardly that he was an idiot and a
brute. 81 wonder where the mother
is?" he said to cover his embarass-
ment.
"I'm afraid she must be pretty bad
ly hurt" said Anstiss douDtfully. "It
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ory he worked, memory that served
him well. Every curve, every tone,
every shadow of her he saw-~saw it
az it was in the living flesh.
Gradually Gwendolin's figure grew
ON the canvas-a tense, joyous, tri-
umphant Gwendolin. Shutdown found
him painting her, twilight found him
painting her, darkness found him
hearts comfort.
And the days and the weeks that
followed found him painting her. Al
ways, some new line or tint or tone
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Just Smiles
The Rub.

The Rub.
"My!" exclaimed little Billy, as he
gazed at the lithograpn, I'D like to
be a giraffe Just thing how easily
you could rubber over the baseball
fence"
That's all right" replied Tom
"but there is another time whe'
wouldn't want to have a neck
giraffe"
when is that?"
Why, in the mornings wher
ma begins to scrub your neck
soap and water
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edly.
He selected clean palette, before
he answered.
A bitter smile played about his lips.
Yesterday he would have talked ea-
gerly, hopefully, about the great
chance at hand; now, he felt less than
interested.
"The picture is for the annual prize
competition of the Apollo Club" he
explained slowly. "The subject given
out, this year, is: The Failure.
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Neither spoke. )
She had changed-changed 30 tffas
1t frightened him. Her cheeks were
hollow. Her mouth had learned the
trick of dropping, her eyes had
learned the trick of pleading. A brok
en- Gwendolin stood before him.
She was the first to speak. Harry
The picture! O. Harry, can one 'tvy
the same leaf twice? Can the failu
succeed"
His arms closed round her. He 80
no word-meFely drew her out In
the night.
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An Affair Of Honor.

Excuse me ,ma'am," said the e,
Gated hobo, "but would you favor
soldier in the great army of the un-
employed with square meal?"
II will" replied the good woman, eff
you don't mind earning a dollar by
doing few odd jobs about the prem
ises this afternoon.
Pardon me, ma am" answered the
e. h., "but / am a man Of honor and
must therefore decline to desert from
the army"
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First Aid to Nature.

Tourist-Looks like pretty good soil
around here.
Native reckon 'tain't so worse.
Tourist-What crops do the farmers
grow in this section?
Native-That all depends, stranger.
Tourist-Depends on what?
Native-On what sort Nv seed they
puts in an the weather.
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4 Friendly Tin.

my dear boy" said Enpeck, who
happened to be in ? confidential mood,
you will never know what real hap
piness is until you get married"
"You don't mean it," exclaimed
Singleton, astonished at such re-
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Me- Need t.

to t'NVU 70
Stella-Jack stole a
last night.
Mabel-Poor fellow!
Stella-Why do you
Mabel-Had he SEE
would have been Ii
to steal 1t.
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The +

yes" said t.
are going to mar
but we feel conf
name for himsel,
He'll be lucky
old bachelor, "if
or three aliases by
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mark from such an unexpected. sC
"It's fact" rejoined Enpecl
then it will be too late for yc
preciate 1t"
-xf-
GOoH ~'~nUgh
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BY WILL SEAT.

IE west-bound mail
was already moving
as Leyland ran UP
the platform, lodged
two porters and the
& u a r d, wrenehed
open a door, and
flung himself victori-
ously into the last
carriage.
Too late, he perceiv-
ed with dismay that
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BY ELSIE ENDiCOTT.

LAR Harry: When
yeu read this, | shall
be far away--back
on the road. J. had
10 go. Harry, I
warned you not
to marry a show
girl. Get q di-
vorce. ] can pic
ture the shocked
look that will cross
L
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GOoH ~'~aUgh 8


hum
been
"Tha.
they are
wives?" c.
querist.
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