Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-11-09
The Daily Story

Copyrighted. 1914, by AS ISOLATED Literary Bureau.

II am Mr.. Mcclure" the vor.
announced. and mother recognss man
once the soft tones so recen.as at
scribed. DE-
You VIII come in, please" she ..,,
but even the infections smila saia
which her invitation was acca,,.. "''s
no power to melt the frigid coId.s laa
mothers manner. Of
Il seem to know you all >,o
ora's description" he said ren,.,sa Deo-
Their bowed. %.
we are glad to have this on,.
nifty of speaking to you. Mr-ssms'
Ciure," he said. BE seated nls....
With puzzled glance at the 60,
ding faces. the young man obeveS
"Debora has Informed us N .u.
ing into a hasty and foolish snaas
ment," father continued. IAN en..
ment which you must realize To -
together impossible" ~
why impossible. STRIP Mr. Ia.
Mcclure asked quietly.
Father cleared his throat
I'm the first place." he ben, 49,,
may have heard of a gift OF s,oocc
which my daughters aunt pronosas -
give to the one of her nieces frs, 49,
factorily married. This rockies. -
gagement would entirely excluds NJ
daughter from receiving that g,ftr
Larry Mcclure wrinkled his b,or.
"Debora told me about the monevs
he frankly confessed. And Debc,.
is the first niece to become enea,aS
isn't she?'
Father frowned. You evidently IA,
get the Satisfactorily nh.
said
We'll" Larry asked. whats 50 IN.
satisfactory about me?"
The family looked aghast.
why, you've no prospects. no bus.
ness, no profession"
Larry breathed vast sigh of relief
eff that is ALL" he said, then ever.
thing will be right l am going IA
study for a profession after Debou
and 1 are married 1t would be ton
long to wait-before."
Would you mind telling me-" fatbe,
asked, and his tone was severe again.
how you and my daughter intend TO
live while you are studying for this
profession?"
Certainly, SIR" Larry answered
briskly. You have forgotten the ffty
thousand which 1 shall receive with
my bride"
Does my sister understand that you
are counting on this money!
Jack burst out holly. Has Deboa
quite gone crazy:"
''It was your sister who suggested
the PLAN" Larry Mcclure Indignantly
retorted. Father rose to end the dis
cussion.
you are overconfdent concerning
this gift Of money" he said cuttingiy
81 am very sure that my daughters
aunt would not consider an ordinary
chauffeur a satisfactory husband for
Debora."
Mr.. Mcclure stared inquiringly.
IAN ordinary chauffeur" he re-
peated.
Father" cried a reproachful voice
from the doorway. didn't ] say that
Larry was not an ordinary chauffeur
[ distinctly told you that Mrs. vandyEs
not trust any one else to drive
her car. So Larry simply had to 90
t. He is Mrs. Vandyke's nephew, you
see, and she has cared for him and
INST dotted on him ever since his moth
n died"
Debora waited, enjoying the general
Then grandmother came
Onward eagerly.
"Oh, Mr.. McClure~ she said 'Can
t be possible that your mother was
IRIS. Vandyke's young sister, Deaf
lear, l remember her Welt"
"And-and your father the famous
writer. Lawrence Mcclure" motne
1.-THE same" Larry answered, WOE
ering. But his eyes were on peoora'
Her own twinkled back a merry re
ponse.
"And Larry's aunt and mine Deine
Iosom friends" she continued, lne!
together this brilliant idea0 u
carrying off their young reiauseN
With this slight difference: MIS-. var
yke's money goes TO the first nep0es
engaged. And as han!
appens to be the first nephew anu
is choice is entirely satisfactor!
he aunt, why, that is the soV"~
Thich he expects to receive VIVID w
ride and to use in his future CAREER.
by Jove." said Jack. with w
thistle. "a clean 100000 between wv
gor'
"You should have told us. DOLE.
aid reprovingIy. But Deoora s'O''
err head.
You deserved punishment. sne
used. every single one OF you.
ere all so disgracefully anxious
AIRY me of" -.
And when she had closed the NV.
BON them she went swiftly. wifD
lppy sigh. straight into the arnn
AIRY. The Irish blue eyes 'oos
,wn upon her with a tender lisn' US
as all Debora'S own,
"You dared To malign your .''
lsband." he whispered. Debor' '''>'
| the wavy forelock caressinst.
You are Irish. Larry. dear.
i'd. land you know your hair y
d."