Hopkinsville Kentuckian., 1915-09-14
THE CALL OF The HILLS
BY IzoLA FORESTER.

Il don't tnlnk you Detter see ntnh'
Iuliet; / don't think it's either neces-
sary or--or judicious." Mrs. Truxhill |
struggled for the adequate expression |
rs she squeezed her foot into one new
satin slipper. Your early acquaint-
ance with any OF the boys back home |
hardly warrants their coming to see
you now"
Juliet fingered the card in her hand
doubtfully. She was twenty. In her
dinner frock OF white satin, made
rimnIy, she looked even younger Her
brown hair was bound around her
head in soft bands. Her eyes we're
lark 3nl full of mischief Somehow
Just the mere sight of Hal Thurber's
,ame on a card reused mischief In
ier.
"Just for a few minutes, mumsie.
while you're dressing" she pleaded.
Don't you see, went to school with
him, and IL looks so little and snob-
bish not to see him now. I'm not
anybody special yet, anyway"
your life is apart from all that"
Mrs. Truxhill said solemnly. 1T is
what might call consecrated to art.
I'm sure that is what Doctor Justin
said when he called last week-con
secrated to art. II Runnymede Hills
is ever put on the map II will be be-
cause you lived there once. And no.
body knows what your father and
have sacrificed to bring 1t about"
"Ill see him in the little red writ
ing room at the left side OF the ele-
vators, dear" Juliet leaned over to
kiss her mother. her soft young arms
wrapped closely around the old neck.
Sometimes | get awfully sick and
tired of it all, mumsie, don't you? ]
know Dad does"
He's fearfully unstable" sighed
her mother Don't put creases in my
neck, child No, | don't regret any
thing. I'll see you through it, Four
years abroad and the victory's won
French opera in Paris. Italian in
Milan and German right under Mrs
Wagner's nose. | guess you'll amount
to something when you get through"
Juliet stepped from the elevator and
into the little red writing room
There were sink curtains at the door.
She let them fall behind her softly
At the dinner hour this room was de-
serted, she knew, and only Halls fig
ure showed at the end as he stood
looking down on Fifth avenue.
She tiptoed up TO him and slipped
her hands over his eyes.
Guess" she whispered. who is it?"
He pulled them down to his lins
with a grip that could not be shaken
off, and wheeled about. She caught
her breath at the fire in the big boys
eyes. the hungry, yearning love of
her in his whole face.
Don't push me away. Juliet" he
begged 'Nobody's here. Oh, it's
50 good to see you"
And then a very unconventional
thing occurred Right in the little
red writing room the future songbird
from Runnymede Hille,-Vt., was taken
forcibly in pair of strong arms.
"ScoId all you want to-" Hal said.
doggedly, when he had released her.
"It's been eight months since l saw
you"
Did you come way down here spe-
cially to see me?"
Il had to see your father. anyway.
You didn't know the governor and I
have been in correspondence for some
time"
about me?" Indignantly.
NO, it wasn't about you. II was
strictly business. wish you we're as
good at taking advice as he is"
"Oh, don't make love to me now
when | want to know things"
who's making love to you?" he
laughed. 81 know 1t isn't time for
that yet-not until you've had your
fling and sung all you want to. Then,
maybe some day you'll drift back to
the old town and be glad to see me-"
Both hands went out to him eagerly.
But. Hal, I'm terribly glad now.
I've been here long enough to find out
| that any number of girls have just as
good voices as have. and better, too,
and seeing you makes me"
"Say il quiet, Here comes the gov.
ernor." said Hal crushing her hands
in his.
( Juliet looked up at him just as Mr.
I Truxhill came into the room. He
, looked flushed and triumphant, and
was waving telegram.
( "By George, Hal, boy. we've got
I them cornered; we've got them dead
to rights Wen hop home tomor.
row morning"
What is 1t, Dad?" Juliet pleaded
''Hal won't tell me anything"
Truxhill's arm went around her
shoulders and Halls. too.
Just this. had sold half inter
est in the hotel, and old Beggs up
there. who owned the other half. has
been trying TO get me to sell out for
cash to him for months. | suspected
there was something up his sleeve be.
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