The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-08-05
april. Mr.. Wiley. and dewberrles

anu II my one -nOuSe-DOdl WISH I
done stuck hard and fast up yere-
and If my little girl hadn't done gone
of in the show business, I'd"
Uncle Mich" roared the candidate,
pounding the desk-"shut up. or I'll
never get to congress! bluebirds up
Eagle Point Bullhead fishing Aunt
Abby sowing lettuce, Get out OF
here with il all. Take April with
you"
Uncle Michigan" smiled Miss
Vance. we're trying TO talk business.
Now you know that business and Mr..
Wiley"
Fine cried the andidate--" Uncle
Mich"
Old Mich took of his cap Miss
Vance, ! know what gets Mr. Wiley.
Done been my little girl"
Miss Vance was impassve, Mr.. Cur
ran amiably evasive. Your little
girl? Mich. you old scoundrel. you
haven't a sign of title 10 her. Why
don't you tell us all-who was Au-
relic, to begin with, and who was
Captain Tinkletoes? II isn't right TO
wink and grin when people ask you
about her-people never know what
TO believe"
Reckon decent people believe only
what's good-and the others don't
count But my little girl come Of
better stock than those big bugs on
High street"
We'll, who?"
Then Uncle Michigan did his abom-
Unable old trick. He leaned close and
shut one eye tight and opened the
other very wide. drew up his face so
that the white whiskers, sticking out
IN all directions. made his face like a
suntlower. Then he exploded his ia
nous joke she done come from the
Holy Family"
Then he doubled over with laugh.
ter. That settled them, lie roared
II to Father Doyle when the good
priest tried TO settle Aureie's patri-
mony: he chuckled it TO Aunt Abby
and the Epworth league ladies'; ne
discounted Mr.. Curran and all the
town with this little girl was de-
scended from the Holy family.
Uncle Michigan" put in Miss
Vance distantly, what is Aurelie do
ing these days."
Il dunno exactly. Mr.. Wiley will
read Won her letters "
Mr.. Wiley She looked at him.
Mr.. Wiley sighed Got a telegram
from Hen McFetridge yes erday
They played TO s. r. O. at Marshal.
town. And another one from Cedar
Rapids says Biggest house here
since ninety-six. Janet"-he looked
at her with the first burst OF enthusi.
asm she had seen this morning
"Aurelie's a winner"
The woman OF thirty was looking
off "a the hills. Wiley. | wouldn't
published all the things you do about
her in the News rs not good taste
all these press notices and things.
And IT doesn't do you any good in your
new-career. She had hesitatcd and
looked full at him. Uncle Michigan
nad gone back 10 scratching his gar.
den bed. The town says" again
she paused ar his resentful wonder.
The town says what"
Ihat You must be rather in love
with Aurelie."
He was on his feet before her
Janet They say that?"
We'll. you've run on in such on.
thusiasm about her. or course rs
just your way"
My way? can't helm what tho
TOWN. says. The town made an out
cast OF me much as it did of Aurelie
III the ola days But by George.
Ianet-this,"
She is the sort you would love.
Wiley With all her courage the
brave fight, az you say she is max
lng-she is one Of the superlatiyeIy
FEMININE sort-or at least what Won
men stupidity imagine is the really
feminine. Appealing to your absurd
chlvalry, as you call it: but actually
your vanity-clinging to YOU and so
giving you an enlarged sense of your
strength, your wisdom. your indis.
pensableness TO womankind, Como
now she smiled good humoredly-
isn't that the type of woman Won
like bestp"
lie FACED her with a hurt laugh.
she had begun with a touch of hitter.
ness which her common sense sub.
dued.
The parasite? Not the woman
VINO can help-and who dares de-
mand' You men are all primitive in
your IDEAS OF women Wilev."
Janet he answered. slowly "vou
don't understand. A child. MISPLACED
hurt' proud, struggling for the BIT
OF good she sees-that Is what / saw
IN Aurelie. | don't deny her apneal
We felt like taking her in nv arms
ana saying why. you dear Kid. Won
ought not to be in this bnsiness,-
knocking about cheap hotels and in
s SHOWS. You ought to have
home-a shelter-some one"
That Is just it," She smiled Inner.
sonally. and briefly. Well no mat.
ter Wiley. Only | wondered whv
the oiueolrds were calling to you this
morning. and not congress; II &c
spring. Wiley" %
But Mr. Curran was put o,t s
angry. He did not want her m a.
vert tne matter with her serenely
measuring smile. Janet" he cried
again Il don't love her--no no."
Mono. Merely attracted Az
you are to beokposter girls and tho
magazine-cover girls" She lanyhad
now. oh, we'll. the eternal mascn'
line. Then she turned 10 him stnb.
bornly: But you are comino tbronab
this hght-this campaign--this mans
work for us ALL"
Yes he answered quietly. 81
will. And you've hurt me, Janet But
perhaps you were intending to-"
She left him with another banter
He had a feeling that she was guess
ing shrewdly at the struggle dimly