Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-10-07
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

sunday school, church. Belle. To
narties-the few she was allowed te
attend and home, it was Belle.
OF beaux there were none! The
nuestion of a finishing school had
come up. Indeed, to this end and
with the prospect of polishing the
family gem, the education OF the elder
sisters had been curtailed, Belle fore
going a year of her rightful training
altogether.
But as the time drew near doubts
entered the family mind-little whis-
perings of affairs stagted at school
that could not be broken off after
ward. even dreadful things Nike
eJopements and SUCH This would
never do for a future Mrs. Governor
or Mrs. President or Mrs. Duke, or
whatever it was that Evelyn was to
be-
So a. seminary in the home town
was decided upon. 1t would have to
do. and Belle could still play police
man.
Then Harry Adler came to town to
work i'm Nick's drug store at 20 a
week and serve soda at cents a
glass.
# was a case of necessity with
Harry-not frivolous notion that $50
month would buy dance tickets and
white trousers marked down to. 1888
from S.. His engineering corps had
been disbanded by flaw in the right
of way of the new interurban trolley
line. and he was q thousand miles
away from home and mother, and
father had said he was old enough to
shift for himself. Anyway. he had
answered Nick's advertisement, and
there he was.
ca
came Belle and Evelyn for a sundae
of nuts and chocolate, and after that
governors and royalty needed have
a care and look after their fences.
Belle finished her sundae leisurely,
while Evelyn looked over the post
cards. Behind the card rack-not
quite-stood Harry. just past
tinted reproduction of the court
house were Harry's brown eyes. The
brown eyes and the blue eyes looked
into one another and the blue eyes
fell.
ITS frightfully warm, dear" said
Belle WED better get home so you
can lie down. Your face is SO
flushed"
That night Mr. Schneider called
upon Papa Hixon. Mr.. Schneider, al
though not a governor nor an earl,
held much the same respect in the
family as Sindbad or Harroun al
Raschad. He was rich In fact he
owned the trolley line that was nav
ing trouble with its right of way.
Mr., Schneider was new to town, put
already every one knew he had the
Twenty-Five ollar-a-d suite at the
Prince Hotel, and that the three dia-
nond rings he wore were worth 5000,
To saw nothing of studs and Gull
links.
MT. SCHNEIDER had been at church
on sunday and seen Evelyn. He had
fried 10 meet her, but could not get
mast Relic. Belle had not then known
the statistics about Mr.. SCHNEIDER:
Mr.. S. told papa he was looking for
wife and let pap infer that Evelyn
suited his taste exactly. hal tral :
eled all Offer America" said he, ana
nefer-nefer hat | seen such great
peauty.
papa. knowing that Evelyn needed
little care in the handling, said he
would think it over, and asked ms
guest to Sunday dinner. 81 think, ne
said to himself later, that 1t VIII
take a little time, but we can manage.
The easier it will be, for, thanks TO
our care, she knows no other man.
EVELYN developed mania for writ
ing letters and postcards, and max
ing trips to the drug store for stamps
Also she seemed to be capable OF con-
Stunning quarts of soda and sundaes'
THE drug store at the corner being
within watching distance, no one
went along. So it wasn't long before
Harry told Evelyn he loved her, and
she told Harry that she loved him,
and he kissed her oyer the counter,
and she went home with cheeks
pinker than ever.
That week Evelyn ate and drank,
breatl1ed and lived Mr.. Schneider, till
she grew weary OF his name. Satur-
day confirmed her fears when she
overheard papa tell mamma that Mr..
Schneider was worth $10.000.000. and
that when he was his son-in-law he
would do so and so, and so and so.
Immediately Evelyn scribbled a
card to some one and ran down to
the drug store for a stamp. Nick
was out and Harry was holding down
the store alone. He was back of the
prescription counter counting pills
when Evelyn rushed in, and he called
her back.
"Oh, Harry, darling. It's getting to
be terrible at home. You know that
fat old Mr.. Schneider who owns your
road. Well, papa has made up his
mind that / have to marry him.
They've always said / had to marry
money YOU know / know how it will
be-dingdong, dingdong about 1t
until go mad, or die--or worse than
anything-give in"
Hush, dearest, You'll never give
In You're going to marry me-
''This minute Harry, dear, II you
say so!''
ION five dollars a week."
'On five dollars a week.
But we'd starve. Evelyn, dear, we
must not be foolish. oh, why am |
so poori"
Its not your fault. If the old road
had had the right of way straighten-
ed out before they brought you away
out here you'd be all right now and
I'd marry you tonight"
Mr.. Schneider who had dropped in
to buy some of his strong, black
cigars for over Sunday, heard only
part of the conversation. But 1t was
enough.
He went back to his hotel and
wrote two letters, One was to Mr..
Hixon regretting his hasty departure
from town and requesting his kind
ness toward his (Afr. Schmoker's}
private secretary whom he was leav-
ing in his place, Harry Alder by
name.
Later he went back for his cigars,
aud when he was gone Harry found
q letter for himself on the counter
Marry the little Evelyn, said the
letter. She il the prettiest girl in