The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-03-10

He unlocked the door of No. .. To go downstairs, to meet the sweet eager ness of the girl who depended on him. to confess himself trick ked-it took all happened anyhow? Confound iti Had he not come up here to be alone with his thoughts? But, brighter side, it had given him her, or it would give him her before the last card was played. He shut his teeth tightly and went down the stairs.
 Mr. Bland had added himself to the group about the fire. Quickly the eyes of Miss Norton met Magee's She was trembling with excitemeIt Cargan, huge, red, cheery. got in Magee's path once more
 .srli anninilate this man 7 thought Magee
 sI've been f1guring, said the mayor, esthat was one thing he didn't have to contend Nsth. No. sir, there wasn't any bright young men hunting up old Napoleon and knocking him in the monthly magazines. They didn't go down to Sardinia and pump it out of the neighbors that he started business on borrowed money and that his ia taer drank more than was good for him. They didn't run illustrated arti- cles about the diamonds he wore and moving pictures of him eating soup
 No, ! guess not. replied Magee ab- stractedly
 T reckon there was a lot in his rec ord wasn't meant Tor the newspapers,'s confirmed Cargan rehectiveIy. And it didn't get there. Nap was lucky He had it on the reformers there. They couldn't squash him with the power of the press. 2,
 MT. Magee broke away from the mayors rehashed history and hurried to Miss Norton
 You promised yesterday, he re minded her, to show me the pictures Of the admfral.v 2
 So did, she replied, rising quick Iy. To think you have spent all this lime in Baldpate inn and not paid homage to it's own particular cock of the walk. 7,
 She led him to q portrait hanging be side the desk Behold, :, she said, sthe admiral on q sunny day in Jrlly- Note the starchy grandeur of him, even with the ther- smometer up in the clouds That's one of the things the rocking chair fleet adores in him. Can you imagine the furry at the approach Of all that SUI perfority7 Theodore Roosevelt, Will Ham Faversham and Richard Harding Davis all arriving together couldn't overshadow the admiral for minute
 MT Magee gazed at the picture of pompous little man whose fierce mus tache seemed anxious to make up for the lack of hair on his head
 A bald hero at a summer resort z he commented, it seems ineredibIe.'' 2
 ssOh, they think he lost his hair lighting for the hagr' she laughed.
 z Is is possible to see the room where the admiral plays his famous game 2
 Step softly, she answered. sIn. hers. There stands the very table. 7
 They went into the small card room fee, and MT. Magee quietly closed the door behind them. The time had come. He felt his heart sink.
 .WeIls's said the girl, with an eager ness she could not conceal. MT. Magee groped for words and found-his old friends of the noun tain.
 ssI love you, he cried desperately. Ton must believe I want to help you. It looks rather the other way now, I'll admit. want you to have that mon l ey I don't know who you are nor what this all means, but want you to have it. I went upstairs determined to give it to you', ssRealIyo The word was at least 50 degrees below the temperature of the eardroOu1
 4Yes, really. I won't ask you to be s1jevs sI,r7f I'm telling the truth TWent