The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1914-08-13

Afraid she won't do it, Tru'-she'l II
take refuge in the nartyrdom of be-
ing misunderstood. You see, she wants
to keep the money to endow charities
and SCHOLARSHIP with her name
hitched to 'em-that sort Of thing.
There's another way, though. II YOU
could lie like q tTo0per-make her
think that the Remsens wanted TO
make amends for their suspicious and
were willing to let ii come through her
oh, 7 can't see just how you're to put
it, but she must understand that Pen is
TO be put on his feet ut any cost! If it
isn't at herS-I fancy she'll listen to
reason. You see-''
He stopped and looked at Trudell,
his handsome, boyish face flushing red.
"Tru'-OIivia and I have a matter of
i don't know how much, but it's
more than thirty millions between lis.
And if One-Or a dozen of 'em-COuld
be put to some real use. When | think
of Pen-good old Pen!-being run into
a corner by-hy butchers and bakers
and candlestick- makers-it--- Great
Lord Tru'-"
Precisely said Billy TrudelI.
All the day that was to bring Penny
Bond his freedom from carking care
Horny and OLVia were in smother of
excitement. Horny, oyerstrained, start
ed for town in early afternoon, but
had himself taken back from the sta
tiOn to tell Olivia that snow clouds
We're piling up and a few fakes fall
ing. She welcomed him as though he
had been gone a twelvemonth.
That's all we need to make things
perfect-a Christmas-candy storm. and
Pen happy, and we four together"
The stars in her nighttime eyes glim-
III -
clasped delightedly. "Horry-the very
best gift we ever gaye-or shall give
is this that none shall ever know we
gave Isn't it so?"
You most beautiful thing on
EARTH he answered irrelevantly.
They were in the nursery, abasing
themselves at the feet of the monarch
thereof, when Sue came for them-col-
orless, GREATNESS. The conspirator5
exchanged an ecstatic glance as they
rose to greet her. To their utter con-
founding, she spoke sharply-a tone
never before heard from Sue.
Il thought you were going in town,
Horny. to come out with Pen. Why
didn't you-can't you get the next
train in?"
"Why-what-" Sues slim hands
clasped and wrung at the question.
Il don't knotc what, OH don't
mean to be snappish, but I'm worried
and I've got to tell-somebody
Its Pen. He hasn't been himself for
a long time. You haven't seen it, but
l have. In hundred ways. Yet, I've
tried TO wait-and hope. Just now he
telephoned. What are you smiling
at1"
Was r. asked Horny. mildly. Il
didn't mean What did Pen say?"
Horry-Olivia. If it's a joke-if
you know anything-tell me! You
don't know how i Pen asked me-
just now. if l thought he was in his
right mind-said he wanted to hear
me speak to make sure he was awake.
Then something about golden shower
that had rained on him"
Why, that's Pens way of telling
you he's had piece of luck. I should
think you'd know, by this time, that
Pen laughs over good luck-and bad.
Sue. There's nothing to worry over"
Then why" demanded Sue, illog-
ically, do l feel this way?"
You poor dear" Olivia put a pro-
tecting arm about her. You're hav-
ing nerves-pIain feminine nerves.
Horry's right; if it had been
thing to fret over, Pen wouldn't have
'phoned you. Come have a cup of tea,
and then we'll make ourselves over
whelming for dinner. He'll be out
early, for it's showing. Remsen Bond,
you've never seen snow-storm, you