Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1914-07-15
WHO SAID ART7
BY Richard Barker Shelton.


Copyright. 1913. by the Mcclure NcwD.
paper S~yndicate.)
! Mrs. Bradford Warren came into the d
brary. where her husband. seeking this
quiet moment when his wife's house party
guests had gone upstairs to bed, was turn.
ing the pages of his favorite scientific
"0h. my dear. they arc just made TO,
each other, aren't they!.. 1'm so glad W
he Ma s : l ssss so sg ns%iacts sa,d she ::wno,.
he asked succinctly.
why. that big sculptor friend Of yours
That they were just made for eacl
IT you say Sc. that's good enough TO
She kissed him and went up the wide
into life and went on with his magazine.
meantime above stairs John Sands. his
6ans lTane h,s wrapped in 2 bathrobe. sat sat
cool October breeze came gratefully to
his hot forehead.
Sands had to admit he had lost his grip
pretty sit w shG'fo de, 5oh sn's sys sa told himself.
1T won't do at all. She's q wonderful
girl-a simply wonderful girl. but girls
yet. Wait till you're better established.
Wait till you're absolutely sure Of your
And then he fell to thinking Of 1rua
Grail. The thing for him to do was to
get out-at once. in the morning before
he saw her again.
He saw q man moving toward the gar
whistled. ~ ~ ="
The man stopped. Sands wh,stled again.
The man moved toward him He saw It
was George. one Of Warren's two chauf-
feurs.
Then he swung himself into the room and
wrote hurried1y on q bit OF paper. This
ne tossed to the waiting George, together
You go over to the village for the mail
very early in the morning. don't youf
Well, see that / got this telegram"
IN the light streaming out from the IL
nrary, windows. just below he could sec
the chauffeur grinninE,
""Sure!" said George.
cr raj a sat lpo sfa1 farther e down the hail Irms
mirror.
1T won't do" she said to herself. "1m
I've said I'd. succeed. and I know now /
have the voice. 1t is just a matter OF a
few years Of absolute application to work
see him again. Til do something foolish
n IT, ne taiks to me as he did before III
t tore II ane to oa''; wh sast we hs we're alone lone. there
must go away-the first thing in the morn
IS She took some raper and envelopes from.
addressed 1t to herself. Then she pressed
a button in the wall. Presently there
1t to one of the maids.
.n "E ! H., she said. thru.ting the letter
goes over for the mail very early in the
morning. doesn't he? Wen. ret this over
to the office somehow. tonight, 80 he win
geI II the first thing in the morning and
yes. Miss Grail"
Then Irma Grail buried her head ON the
dressing table.
She was astir early next morning. Came
a tap on her door. a letter on a tray. She
d Ment q a and Pa Pack Ss, her bag: and With i
fire was already crackiins.
Warren. always an early riser, was
NO you. too?" he asked You're not
.Ivs Just Ind a letter. calling me to
Where will the house party be with
all this?' he chided lightly. 1.-TWO Of you
going on this early morning train. Sands
Is blowing out. also"
The girl gasped. She sat down suddenly
IN one Of the big leather chairs. Dimly'
orders. that a breakfast tray on q little
table was set before her.
Then the motor whtrred up. Sands. u
mo, can't wait TOR any breakfast. old
You'll have company" said Warren.
Miss Grail is going on this train, too"
Then they were together In tho car.
speeding over the hills to the little village
and and the railroad station. At last they
wnn highs back sa na questioned. .u,,,.
Why what?" she asked almost ir-
why this sudden hight?"
She looked at him squarely. IT have
my music" she said. Don't you UNDER
stand?'
He nodded.
ed.
Same thing: Ny york" .aid he. II
It'll put you in the Pullman, said he.
as the train came banging into the little
station. Then Ill-well. get out"
You want to?'
mo, 1 DON'T
~ He 81. helped ped f her up The be-, Pullman Sn nsa steps.
ne so iaT hang mgr a as.tl in al, s it's t ns wa aad be-
ings," said no. "Goodby."
He turned on his heel. He got as far
as as the s yest!buls = There he paused; He
one touched iis arm. It was the porter.
"At!cuse me. subj" he said contritely,
but the young Teddy wot you jes' went
and lef: she's crytn' her heart out. suh."
and gave the porter a IS bill. Then he
went tearing into the Pullman car.
She didn't look up as he stood beside
and q handkerchief was pressed to her
eyes. She was the only passenger In the
car.
Her hand sought his and chung to it.
mo, no, no!' she sobbed stormily.
You bet It isn't. he said. And the
f fInI' n s.p porter s,sa L Peek Sss in from the YES
The house party guests had gone up.
stairs. Bradford Warren was engrossed