The Ocala evening star., 1915-06-10

Il don't believe / can paint If don't
have to find my favOrite brush behind
something or other" he confessed
why, where's my good old chaise
loungeT'
II had il taken out It was so very
disreputable" Mrs. Durham was study
ing the room with naughty severity.
''I want my house to represent me-"
The young butler came in, dragging
a tall stepladder.
What are you going to do. oscar?''
inquired Durham sharply.
81 am to remove these tapestries.
sir" he reported. setting his ladder
up by the side of one Of them.
The dickens you arer' exclaimed
Durban in surprise Get outiT
"It was madam's orders, sir
"Ohg Durham looked Ut his wife
slowly.
You may take them down. Oscar"
said Mrs. Durham quietly. and both the
artist and his wife were silent while
the tapestries were removed.
''Vivi, 1 don't understand" puzzled
her husband. Il don't see why you'd
remove important things without con
who had returned to the house TO re-
sumo her nap. Her eyes were closed.
although she was not sleeping.
The woman's chin went up.
Bennett, dear. this is my house"
"Oh, yes, yes, TO be surer' He walked
very quietly back To his big canvas and
studied it for a long time without see
ing it at all
June was not only shocked, but filed
with compassion. She understood as
the man could not the reason for the
astounding change in the woman. The
sudden acquisition OF property had
transformed her entire nature. had
given her a dizzy hauEhtiness, had
twisted her view until she placed an
utterly false valuation upon herself
and upon everything around her
Money again, Always money!
Mrs. Durban's attitude had been
made in her by centuries Of feminine
submission. The mothers who had
gone before had built this warped ana
distorted ego. In all the ages gone
the man had owned all and the woman
nothing. She had been the creature
of his fancy, the slave of his within.
the recipient OF his bounty.
Officer Dowd walked into the police
station just as the desk sergeant with
the sausage shaped red mustache gave
way to one with a blue eye and blue
chin, and the new incumbent greeted
Officer Dowd with effusive cordiality.
whats bringing you into my dis
trict? Or are you off dutyT'
Dan, you got a girl here by the
name OF Rose Hesper that claims to
know me. and just dropped in to mug
her"
"You can look them all over If you've
time" granted the sergeant. and DOwd
walked back into the cell room. Rose
Hesper's in cell 81
"Why, hello, Marier' exclaimed Dowd
what you in for?"
Marie looked up with jerk.
There's a little friend OF mine here
too" she explained. 1T was all mis-
take I'm in an awful hurry"
'Wait minute" And officer Dowd
stalked out to the desk. "well. Dan.
you got the wrong parties" he an
nounced. whats against my friend.
Rose Hesper?"
Coping a motorboat last night
said the sergeant. looking at the blot
ter.
wrong party" returned Dowd
promptly. II was with Rose Hesper
myself last night, her and her little
friend, and we didn't leave the cafe till
nearly daybreak.'
The sergeant made an entry on the
blotter.
III tell that dock watchman it's an
alibL"
"Will he stand for it p Dowd asked
IF he don't Wen push him or the
DOCK" calmly stated the sergeant.
Joe, bring out and IL"
Five was out first and displayed her
friendly smile.
Where's your little friendT' asked
Officer Dowd, waiting and glancing
past detected looking little chauffeur
with a tiny mustache who came
through the cell room door.
That's him." and Marie introduced
Henri
The big policeman and the little
chauffeur glared at each other a mo-