Putnam patriot., 1913-10-17

you can get them engraved and sent out from there. That will keep tongues still"
 "All right. I'll do it I'll have the engraver telegraph his address to you within two hours. Have your list ready. And. Mother. don't worry. She's all right You couldn't have chosen better yourself Say you viii love her, Mother dear"
 oh. I suppose I'll try" sighed the wires disconsolately: "but I never thought you would be married in such way Why. you haven't even told me who she is"
 She's all right. Mother-good fam fly and all really must hurry"
 But what Is her name. Tryon9"
 Say. Mother, I really must go. Ask Mrs Parker Bowman what she thinks of her. Good-by! Cheer up. it'll be all right"
 But. Tryon, her name"
 The receiver was hung up with a click. and Dunham looked at his watch nervously In two minutes his half hour would be up. yet he must let Judge Blackwell know. Perhaps he could still catch him at the office. He sometimes stayed downtown late. nun- ham rang up the office. The Judge was still there. and in moment hts cheery voice was heard ringing out. "Helloi"
 Hello, Judge! Is that you? [. This is Dunham. Chicago Yes, the business is all done and I'm ready to come home. but l want 10 give you a bit of news. Do you remember the young woman who dined with us at Mrs. Bowman's and played the piano so well? .. Yes. the night l met you. We'll. you half guessed that night how it was with us. think. And now she is here. and we are to be married at once. before I return. am just about 10 go to the church but l want ed your blessing first"
 Blessings and congratulations on you both!" came in a hearty voice over the phone. Tell her she shall be at once taken into the firm as chief consultant on condition that she plays for me whenever l ask her
 A great gladness entered the young mans heart as he again hung up the receiver. at this glimpse into the bright vista of future possibilities He hur- ried into tho street. fergetful of en- gravers. The half-hour was up and one minute over.
 In the meantime. the girl had Slipped into her own garments once more with a relief and joy she could scarcely be- lieve were her own. Had il all been an ugly dream, this life s.le had been living for the past few months, and was she going back now to rest and peace and real life? Nay, not going back. but going forward.
 A knock at the dcor brought her back to realities again. Her heart throbbed wildly. Had he come back to her already? Or had her enemy found her out at last?
 Tryon Durham hurried up the steps of the Y W. c. A. building. nearly knocking over a baggy individual in rubbers, who was lurking iH the en- trance. The young man had seen 3 I boy in uniform, laden with two enor- nous boxes. run up the steps as he | turned the last coreer. Hastily writ ing a few lines on one of his cards and slipping it into the largest box, he sent them both up to the girls room. Then he sauntered to the door to see if the carriage had come. It was there. He glanced inside to see if his orders about flowers had been fulfilled, and spoke a few words of direction to the driver. Turning back to the door, he found the small. red eyes of the baggy Irishman fixed upon him. Something in the slouch of the figure reminded Durham strongly now of the man he had noticed the night before, and as he went back into the building he looked the man over well and deter mined to watch him. As he sat in the office waiting. twice he saw the bleary eyes of the baggy man applied to the glass panes in the front door and as suddenly withdrawn. It irritated him, and finally he strode to the door and asked the man If he were looking for some one.
 Just waitin fer me sweetheart, whined the man. with a cringing atti- tude. "She has a room in here, an saw her go in a while back"
 Well. you'd better move on. They don't care to have people hanging around here"
 Upstairs the girl had dared to open her door and had been relieved to find the elevator boy there with the two boxes.
 "The gentlemans below. an he says he'll wait, an he sent these up," said the boy, depositing his burden and hurrying away.
 She locked her door once more, for somehow a great fear had stolen over her now that she was again dressed in her own garments and could be easily
 (To Be Continued).