Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-12-06
Seuen Keys to Baldpate
BY EARL DERR BlccERS
tcopyright By nobbs-Merrin co

the Thermometer up In the clouds,
That's one of the things the rock ng-
chair fleet adores in him. Can you
imagine the furry at the approach
iof all that superiorityf Theodore
Roosevelt, William Faversham and
Richard Harding Davis all arriving
together couldn't overshadow the adj
miral for q m mute"
Mr.. Magee gazed at the picture of
q potapous little man, whose fierce
mustache seemed anxious to make up
for the lack OF hair OH his head.
"A bald hero at a summer resort
he commented, sit seems Incredible -
"Oh. they think he lost his hair
lighting for the flag" she laughed.
TITS winter, and showing, or
shouldn't dare lese majestic. And
over here is the admiral on the ver-
anda, playing it's quarterback. And
here the great portrait--Andrew Rut-
ter with a profaning arm over the
admirars shoulder. The old ladies
make their complaints to Mr.. Rutter
in softer tones after seeing that pic
ture."
"And this?" asked Magee, moving
farther from the group by the fire.
"A precious one-I wonder they
leave 1t here in winter. This Is the
admiral as young n1ar--clipped from
a magazine article. Even without the
mustache. you see, he had certain
martial bearing"
"And now he's the ruler of the
queens navee." He looked about. "Is
1t possible to see the room where the
admiral plays his favorite gamer"
"Step softly" she answered. I'm
here. There stands the very table. "
They went into the small card room
at the right Of the entrance to the
the door behind them The time
had come. He felt his heart sink.
well" said the girl with an eager
ness she could not conceal.
Mr.. Magee CROPPED for words. And
found--l1is old friends of the noun
tain.
81 love you." he cried desperately.
''You must believe / want to help
you. It looks rather after the other
way now, I'll admit. ! want you to
have that money. / don't know who
you are, nor what all this means, but
want you to have it. / went up
stairs determined to give 1t to you
Really" The word was at least
fifty degrees below the temperature
OF the card room.
y
believe--but Tn telling the truth. I
went to the place where had fatu-
ously hid the money-under a brick
Of my fireplace II was gone"
How terribly unfortunate"
Eyes, isn't it?" Mr.. Magee rejoiced
that she took so calm a view of it.
They searched the room, of course.
And they found the money. They're
on top now. But I'm going"
He stopped. For he had seen her
face. She--taking a calm view of 1t?
NO. indeed. Billy Magee saw that she
was furiously, wildly angry. He re-
mefnbered always having written ii
down that beautiful women we're even
more beautiful in anger. How, he
wondered, had he fallen into that err
, ror?
please do not bore me-" she said
through her teeth, with any further
recital Of what you are going to do
You seem to have a fatal facility in
that line. Your record OF accompl sh
inent is pathetically weak. And--oh,
what a fool I've been! I bel eyed.
Even after last night, I believed
No, she was not going to cry. Hers
was no mood for tears. What said the
librettist? There is beauty in the
roaring Of the gale. and the tiger
when a-lashing Of his tail" Such was
the beauty of b woman IN anger. And
nothing to get enthusiastic about.
thought Mr.. Magee.
II know he said helpleSsIy, you're
terribly disappointed And I don't
blame you But you win ind put