Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1914-08-13

IA ~ odLICS SlullSy ulONCu toward
IA the door in front Of Willough-
y by, the latter suddenly dart
n A ed forward and placed his
hand on Cluney's coat lapel. Then he
pointed to his friends waistcoat pock-
ct, from which protr1lded the end Of
the fountain pen.
SIS that yours, James?" he asked.
'What?"
THAT pen"
"Why, yes always carry my pen
with me-"
Lets have q look at it."
james Quincy took the pen from his
pocket-and it seemed to Willoughby
that he did it slowly-and handed it to
the doctor.
This is my pen. James,"
There was q note of horror in the
doctors voice, as if he had discovered
something he feared, but had been
hoping was not there.
Your pen?" cried Cluney. Lord
bless my soul, so it Is! I thought it
was mine. Forgot I had on a differ
ent w~aistcoat" Then, as Willoughby
went out of the room, James Quincy
pressed his hand to his forehed and
groaned: "But, good Lord, how Is it I
find myself with two pieces of proper
ty that don't belong to me in one aft
ernoon? Can it be-klepto? No,
can't believe that 1t would be too
horrible"
Hyster1a reigned In the house Of
Carr. True, it had not yet evinced
itself In shrieks Of wild laughter or
commissions Of tears, the beating Of
high French heels on the floor, femi-
i n gasps and gurgles and perplexed
oaths from strong men, anxious but
incompetent. The excitement was
tense rather than demonstrative.
1t was Madge Cars wedding day,
and the highly respectable home of
MIR. William Carr Of Scott, Carr &
Co., importers, in West Seventy-second
street, was in a ferment that one
would not have suspected from a sur.
vey Of it's sedate exterior.
1t was to be what is generally known
as d private wedding" The cere-
mony by which Miss Madge Carr
would become Mrs. James Quincy
would take place in the presence only
OF relatives and a very few intimate
friends. and. so far as the public at
large was informed, the whole pro-
ceeding would be as cool and devoid
of excitement as the north pole before
Peary got there.
Some such estimate Of the Carr fam
lily and their wedding was in the mind
Of the young girl whom Jack Doogan
had called Nell as she assembled the
brown stone steps to take her posi-
ton IS lady's maid in the employ Of
Mrs. William Carr. A suit case was
in her hand.
The young lady who had let her in
was too full Of her own affairs and
her sisters, who was so nearly mar
rled. to take careful note of the new
lady's maids manner. She merely
said:
I'm the brides sister. You know
that we have a wedding here today?"
Mrs. Carr told me Yesterday. l am
to walt on the bride-M1ss Madge."
"Yes. Well, you may call me Miss
Caroline. Our other sister Is Miss
JOAN"
Eyes, Miss Caroline"
I'VE have had a little trouble with
our servants, and there was no one, to
answer the door. That Is why l
came" volunteered Miss Caroline, as
she led Nell into the library overlook
ing the rear garden. Wal here q
few minutes. Mother will come and
give you full Instructions"
Caroline Carr founced out, her laces
raising a perfumed zephyr that Nell
shifted approximately, while her
thoughtful gray eyes appraised every
bit Of fnery and jewelry worn by the
self satisfied young lady.
Jack would figure her worth about
$3.50, l should say" murmured Nell
Of the downcast eyes, as Caroline dis.
appeared. There's a solitaire ring on
her finger worth about SIS, and her
gown and shoes and bracelet would
probably fetch SIS more. That pearl
comb in the back Of her head is
phony."
Nell made these calculations accord.
ing to a formula given to her ny Jack
Doogan. 1t was to figure us closely AZ
possible the value of a thing YOU want.