The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-04-20

room and thence by the back, up to his
own room, where he sat down at his
typewriter He took from a drawer
sheet of paper bearing this letter
head:
CARSON & BROWN,
Publishers,
Weston Place,
Philadelphia
With a grim smile, Owen placed the
paper in the machine and wrote this
letter:
Miss Pauline Marvin
New York.
Dear Madam:
After reading your marine story,
published in the Cosmopolitan
Magazine, we have decided you
are just the person to write new
serial we have in mind
Would you be interested to call
on us at your earliest opportuni-
ty?
Yours very truly,
j. r. CARSON.
JRCCM.
The secretary's face was eyilly
alight as he folded the letter, sealed
addressed and stamped it, He enclos-
ed the stamped envelope in larger
one. which he addressed to friend in
Philadelphia, with instructions to post
the enclosure in that city.
He did not trust the mailing of the
double missive to a servant, but, put
ting on his motor toys, prepared to
ride to Westbury.
On his way to the garage he passed
Pauline in the hall.
"Well, he's got reprieve; he's go
ing to stay with us one more day." she
cried, happily.
For the flash of an instant some
thing twinged at the cold heart of the
| secretary. The bright beauty OF Pau
line, her happiness, her love SO sweet
| ly lavished upon her foster-brother
struck home to his deprayed mind the
| first realization of something missing
and never to be achieved-in his
grim existence. Perhaps for the mo-
ment Raymond Owen had dim I'M
derstanding of the value of nnacance.
| But Pauline had passed by. and he
moved on to where his motorcycle
was waiting for him. He mounted
and rode away on his simple but muir
derous errand.
Pauline stood on the verarda bid
ding Harry goodby. His motor car
was at the steps
| Il hate to go, Polly, but l must" he
said Il hate to leave you with that
Secretary"
| Harry, please don't start again ON
that You know l don't agree with
you, and-and-I don't want to quar-
rel with you when you are going
away"
| Very we'll" he said embracing her,
"but don't get into any of your scrapes
while am away. Remember, it's a
| long way to Chicago"
and Tipperary," she laughed
"Goodby, darling boy, and run home
| the minute you can"
II will Goodby.'
He kissed her and stepped briskly
to the machine. In moment he was
away.
/ Pauline had turned dejectedly bach
toward the house when the sound o
steps on the walk drew her attention
1t was the postman.
'I'll take Them" she said, extending
her hand for the letters.
She ran over the addresses swift.
and stopped, with look of interest
at one which bore the corner mark 0
publishing concern at Philadelphia
Pauline had never heard of the firm
of Carson & Brown, but, in her en-
thusiasm of young authorship thu
very name publisher" was magical
She opened the letter hastily ant
read-what Raymond Owen had writ
ten on his typewriter two days before
For a moment she stood spellboun'
with happiness. The seeming realiza
. ton of her dreams was at hand. Pub
fishers we're calling for her work in
stead of sending it back when she i'm
posed 1t on them. He triumph stunned
her.
But soon Raymond Owen, in the Ii
brary, was forced to pretend astonish
ment as Pauline, with glad cry ant
waving the treasured letter, rushe'
toward him.