The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-11-20
CHAPTER Xxx.
Light In Darkness.

After several inquiries Dick found
his friends home and rang the bell.
F'rieda answered 1t, but In the dim
light on the veranda and because OF
her wondrous change from a slattern-
ly domestic to a smart maid, he did
not recognize her.
Is Mr.. Reynolds in?"
No. sir" Frieda informed him, but
he may come any minute"
Is his wife homer"
mo, sir, she's gone out to dinner
and think she's going over to New
York. But Mr.. Reynolds didn't expect
to 60"
IF you don't mind, I'll wait" said
Dick He went In. my name is
Meade-Richard Meade" he added
without looking at the girl You may
have heard Mr.. Reynolds speak of
me-"
He took off his coat and as he hand
ed it to her, stared in a quizzical way.
At last the truth dawned on him.
why. it's Frieda," he exclaimed.
DACoo ulG, WhhI a CuduBC'
The girl, not obllvious or averse to
the infection In his surprised greeting,
courtesied an acknowledgement
Change Is right. Mr.. Dick. You
didn't know me, did your"
Il should say didn't" he concurred,
with smile. why, you're all dressed
up like one of those talking dolls"
She laughed and turned around for
full inspection.
THE very latest model" she in
formed him. DO you like it?"
Its dream" the young writer ac-
knowledged. But never go back to
Staten Island with that rig on. There
are 1900 soldiers at the fort over there
and the government doesn't want them
all to desert at once"
Don't worry, Mr.. Dick, I'm not go
ing back to Staten Island. Mrs. Rey-
nolds gave me a chance when she
came over here and you bet took It.
1t took me some time to get on to my
SELF but ! did at last and now I'm
done with that sort of thing, believe
mel"
Frieda's appearance confirmed her
boast.
Nearly an hour passed. He read an
article or two in magazines that were
Uttered about the table. There were
books too, all OF the lighter sort-re-
cent fiction, and some OF the higher
class humorous papers.
Everything In the Reynolds home,
so much as Dick had seen of It, be-
spoke the idler. Everything bespoke
ease OF body and unwillingness to tax
the mind.
A quick step on the veranda cut
short his musings. Bob threw open
the door. At the sight of his visitor
he rushed forward with outstretched
hands.
Why, Dick" he shouted, and then
he fairly Rugged him.
You're the last man l expected to
see here and the one I'd rather see
most. You've kept away pretty long.
but it's better late than never"
We'll. you sort Of got out Of my
class. Bob" replied his friend. respond
ing to the handshake with grip as
firm as iron. "And I've been away a
good deal, too. Europe and all
around"
Reynolds threw of his coat and car
ried it to the rack.
"Europe?" he said as he turned.
What for, the paper?"
No, haven't been with the PAPER
for some time, Bob. Left 1t shortly
well, shortly after saw you last. I'm
with the World Awake now. Quite a
job. Things have been looking up a
bit"
Reynolds looked him over carefully
and fondly.
$50 would judge" he acquIesced.
You look 1t. Prosperous, chr
From my point of view, yes" said
Dick. Maybe not from yours and
Brands"
Reynolds frowned. Mention OF the
miilionaire's name irritated him.
Don't rub 1t in. old man." he begged.