The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1913-09-16

D06Q. was almost late IOr the trail
and left my wife on the platform while
l bought that ticket My former mum
Der vase something"
The other watched John make his la
bored explanation with a cynical smile
Il certainly want you to have every
opportunity to explain why l found
you in my wifes section" he said
Conductor, is there G section OF
this train?"
Yes, sab, right behind" answered
the darby.
Then suppose we go there" sale
the athletic man, linking his arm In
Johns. "G-what did you say?"
1T was G IL or H." said John. I'm
not sure which. But If my wife isn't
there you'll find one of those sections
empty. But she must be there" he
added eagerly. Come on. in heavens
name"
They passed through the section
and the next one was G. The door OF
IS stood open and an enormously stout
lady was standing there, tanning hel
burning face briskly.
mo, no, this is not she," cried John
seeing the expression of sarcastic in.
terrogation upon the others face, and
turned across the aisle to IL. The
door was locked.
Conductor" shouted John. who
is In this section?"
The man came hurrying along. 81
guess it's empty, SIR" he said, pro-
ducing key, and opened the door
Section IL was guiltleHs of any occu-
pant. The stranger turned to John.
viii you take your thrashing here
or back in Section E?" he asked, but
toning his coat across the chest
For Gods sake let me find my wife
and I'll take it wherever you hke-and
give you as good as get" John an
swered. Then suddenly his eyes lit
upon two figures that had entered the
car. There she Isl" he shouted ex-
ultantly.
Two women In brown hats and wells
were coming down the aisle. One was
Johns wife, the other the strange
woman. and both were radiant with
smiles.
John, dearesti" exclaimed Cynthia,
falling upon his neck. "Just think!
That horrid Madame Rameses sold Ju-
liza precisely the same hat that she
sold to me, and she charged forty-five
dollars for it because she said that it
was an exclusively Partisan design.
o, haven't told you. What do you
think! This lady is Julia Devoe, an
old schoolchum whom I haven't seen
for goodness knows how long"
Julia Sayles since this afternoon"
said the double, blushing charming
ly. Harry and l were married at
IL o'clock at the
Harry" exclaimed Cynthia, and
she took the tall man by the Shout
ders and swung him round hard so
that he faced her. Harry! Harry
Rossl" she exclaimed.
You. Cynthia!" he muttered, and
all the athletic valor seemed suddenly
to have gone out of him.
Where have you been all these
years. Harry?" exclaimed Cynthia.
Never mind, you shall tell me after
ward. Just think, john" she contin-
ued to her husband, 'if that silly old
Charlie Murtagh didn't put the tick
cts in my travelling bag, after ALL"
Charlie Murtagh!" exclaimed Julia.
"a stout young man with pink face
and whitish-brown mustache, blue
eyes. high forehead, and wears strip
ed ties to match his socks?"
why, Julia, do you know him"
know him!" cried Julia. why, he
is to marry my sister Annie two
weeks from Wednesday,"
Il guess" said Harry Ross, that
We'll convert that prize-battle into a
couple Of cigars while the ladies' ad-
just their relationship. What do you
say, Mr."
Roberts" said John. 81 think, all
things considered, that your solution
will afford peace with honor to all
concerned"
my, but I'll have something to say
to Charlie when we get back from
Tampa!" meditated Cynthia.
Copyright. 1918. by w. G. Chapman.)