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trembIingly. mother IS very III and I
need help-I'H pay It back to you. eT-
cry penny, If you"
save your breath" snarled An
fhony rudely. Your mother came to
me for help a year ago-I told her
then that II she had married me. all
of my money would haze been at her
disposal As it is. she chose the
spendthrift-and must abide by the
consequences"
pafsy said not a word. She vanish
ed from the room and never caught
her breath until she had reached the
lower corridor of the big Office build
SHow hate him," she cried pas
sionately. 'I wish I had told him So
I will now."
She stepped into an empty telephone
booth, picked up the directory. and
with eyes blurred with tears. sought
and found the name of Anthony Bush.
At the same time Daisy Belman was
telephoning to her Uncle Anthony. the
telephone bell tangled IN pleasant
studio not far from Washington SO.
At the sound big young man
reused himself from deep chair and
picked up the receiver.
This is Anthony Bush. !" he said
pleasantly.
A girls sweet. indignant voice came
to his astonished ears.
Uncle Anthony, this is DAISY Bel
man. I have just reached the lower
floor of the building after my hateful
interview with you. I want you to
understand that I never would have
asked help from you for myself, but
the thought of my dear mother suffer-
ing. perhaps dying. for lack of neces-
sary remedies drove me to pocket nv
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J And lie Was So Grand s
/ By Endicoh

windows, letting In the warm spring
air. Then he wandered through the
old-fashioned rooms which seemed 50
lonely.
He examined furniture and thought.
Perkins folks didn't abuse 1t much
I'll Just come over some day and
shove It out in the yard for an airtn-
Mandy might want to come IN the
house for old times sake Sunerin'
Moses, I wish could let her souse
her nice soft soap round in here as
much as she'd mind to. poor little
Mandy"
and old-timey to work about to suit
himself. before he started Tor nome
he raked the yard from house to barn,
DRAGGED discarded implements to
where they wouldn't be so unsfghtiy
and saggfng vines he trained against
veranda posts
He worked until the sun told him It
was almost supper time. When he
reached Maria's he was flushed. warm.
but radiant. He slipped away every
day thereafter. He seemed not to
mind In the least Maria's gloomy pre-
dtction that he was fxin' himself for
a sick spell.
He was of for the village Memorial
Day long before Maria had the chill
dren ready From the gate he called
back In answer to her, Mind now, Pa
Markham. you amt goin' to tote that
dag."
Maria"
Maria and the children and their
father had seats drawn up to the curb
IN front OF Slater's long before the
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ley. The hero was noble
Don't talk about that absurd thing
protested SAKE, uneasily-
But I want you TO know. I mis-
Judged you, Dudley. I had lived in
such a narrow world. was not fair
TO you. And West Bradley was newer
half the man you are-there!''
Dudley coTcred with pleasure. but
his brow wrinkled-
What has he done?"
"Nothing-nothing much. o, he's
not as black as you painted him: but
he's so small and selfish. And he has
got this .house-my home
Got your home? Foreclosed the
mortgage. and put you out?" cried
Dudley. in indignant excitement The
scoundrel. Why didn't you let me
know, before"
.sWait, wait" said Marian, softly,
There was a. mortgage. and West
Bradley got possession OF It and was
rather mean about 1t. but didn't.
care I've got some money and I'M
tired of living here. anyway.
$50 let him have the house to live
in with his new wife, a widow from
the South. He was married last week
Dudley She was visiting Eatontowns
and he paid court to her as soon as L.
I refused him Dudley"
For. with a bound that took no re-
gard to Obstacles between them. ma
ferial or otherwise, Dudley Sake hHuz
caught the girl in his arms, claspinS
her powerfully and pressing kisses
upon her face with all the pent-up
emotion of many months
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By Enos Emory

But will never go back" he said.
when he first felt the longing; and
year later he said II again
Then came a letter that made his
hands tremble while he opened it.
How had she known where letter
would reach his?
Dear Dudley:
II have seen your play, The Sur
vtva1.' How could you ever have writ
ten II?
thought Dudley)
"of course, I knew you at a glance;
and I wrote to the company Tor your
address. Some parts of your story
are very true. I have lost my home.
and I am leaving Eatontown. VIII
you come and say goodbye?
Would he come? The first train
out bore him to Eatontown- Marian
seemed changed when he saw her in
her dismantied home. She was thin
ner and more serious looking; new
shyness was in her manner. and yet
her eyes were very soft and friendly
when she greeted him.
How well you are looking. Dudley"
she said
he replied. with an expression to the
words that made her blush.
Don't be unhnd." she murmured.
Remember, we are to say good-by. I
am leaving this place forever"
with West Bradley"
A deeper blush. mo, want to tell
you about something-your play. Dud-
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A cas-. Of Relation

his hat and went down to the WcoIy
Building. When he was admitted 10
the presence Of the other Anthony
Bush he found the broker Studying his
card with mingled impadence ana
curiosity
"some begEar trying to claim rela-
tfonship with me" muttered old An
fhony. whose conscience was still
tender from his Interview with the
tfTnid little cark-eyed girl whom he
had scared ort OF his presence
He was scarcely prepared for the
appearance OF young man. well
dressed. well groomed and quite un-
usual looking for the Woody Building.
Tony stated his business at once
az wondered If you could supply me
with the address of Mrs. Belman." he
asked pleasantly.
Lydia Belman2 don't really know
let me see, had the girls card here
a moment ago."
papers on his desk, found Daisy's card
and tossed 1t over to. the young man
Tony copied the address into his
notebook and arose to go. Thank
you for this Information" he said:
with q keen look at the unhappy old
face. :. e1 happen to know. that Mrs
Belnan Is very m=a and in temporary
distress; am anxious to do some
thing.
he asked.
None"
ever met the girl. Marguerite?"
Never saw her IN my life, truth
fully replied Tony
aSpiritless little chit could have
admired a spitdre."
Anthony remembered the nerv mes
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hat succeeded each other when he
contemplated the ways and means OF
the end.
He would live, but-he would make
her sor4y He would show her how
fast a mana good man-coufd be sent
to the devil! He would stop at the
Red Inn on his way home, and there
begin wild season of debauch that
would make his friends stand aghast.
Common sense took up the argument
gust then. Why turn to evil ways and
prove her words true, and himself as
she had tat1mated, unworthy Of her
love? No. he would not have judg-
ment pronounced upon him like that.
He would prove her wrong He
would rise, he would shine. and she
would live to regret this nights work
Then, as this noble resolution uplift-
ed him, he thought Of West Bradley
west Bradley. dapper and disniaed.
polite and precise. with his dancing
master airs and graces and his fowery
compliments such as even sensible
01nmen seemed to delight in
How welcome he hao always been
q the Evers cottase-and he would
ati1l be welcome! Jealousy stuas
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Il reckon the second Mrs. Mark
ham wouldn't hand out the age dope
like Maria (she'd he gettin' there her
SELF, nor : 7iurnb silly about my
-overdoin'. q | pottered round as
Nary a woman / know would take me,
and there's nary a one I'd want,
reckon"
His contemplation over. satisfied
that an overzealous daughter was not
watching from a window. jeremiah
picked up trowel, rake and hoe, and
started for the cemetery up the road
AS he walked along he thought dole
fully of the parade
He supposed If he'd give up the flag
she'd let him march. Well, for al
most 20 years he'd carried that flag
in Painesville-he Teckoned he'd a
heap rather stay home than give 1t up.
He was tired trying to make Maria see
that he felt real spry and he had
given over attempting to work on the
farm.
OF course. he realized she fully be-
iieved her attitude was kindly, was for
the best; but-"Dang the best! he
walled as he approached the cemetery
and wildly pictured The ceremonies
which would take place there in less
than three weeks
When he drew near the Markham
lot which adjoined that OF his old war
companion. Stephen Dubbs. he found
Stephens widow seated on the IRON
settee between the two lots.
.~Howdy. Mandy" Jeremiah called
'.Tolerable. jeremiah" came back at
him.
they had been Mandy and jeremiah
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NV name Is Antnony

s7of your uncle. Ny name Is Ansn1ny
Bush. too
Daisy turned red and pale. whfle
Uncle Anthony laughed until he cried
and young Tony. who had received the
scolding by proxy, Sried to keep dis
lips straight. but he; couldn't. and when
the laughter came into his eyes D1tSy
laughed. too. and the spell OF. en6ar-
rassment was over.
young man. owe, you something
for taking that scolding for me.
chuckled Uncle Anthony when Tony
turned to go away. How can pay
tt?"
Tony spoke IN low tone with :
quick glance at Daisy. whose eyes
were fixed on the rooftops below.
you can repay the debt. Mr.. Bush.
by relieving Mrs. Belman's. distress
As the message came to me. was go
ing TO do Whist could anonymously
unless you prefer 10 attend to Il
yourself-I.m sure you will
at Will" said Anthony sruffIy. But
haven't repaid you yet" he said with
a qufzzical look in his eyes
Tony blushed and hesitated- At LAST
with a glance at Daisy,s graceful form.
he said doubtfully:
-eYou-might introduce me to your
niecei That would repay me thou
Six months later Dol Peterttn met
Tony Bush outside the studio door
so you're related to old Anthony
Bush after all. Read all about the
wedding in the paper. congratula-
tionsi"
eyes. we're related" admitted hap
py Tony. Hes my ep-great-uneie-
in-lawi"
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That was Dudley's chance. Before
night he had senarto in mind that
revolved around the subject nearest
his heart
The Survival"-it was a touching
story of a sweet young girl, with TWO
suitors for her hand; one. ardent. I'M,
pulsive and noble. the other sleek ano
crafty, with the soul Of a shrimp.
SAKE chuckled In unholy gtee az ne
drew that pen picture of his hated
rival. He drew on memory Tor many
of his scenes, and filled in with vivid
Imagination ~.
with the orphan girl living with an
ancient relative The rivals appear
and cross Iances for her favor. the
crafty villain poisons her mind against
the noble lover and he IS dismissed
cold1y.
TOO iatef There Is mortgage on ner
home and the villain, obtaining posses
sion of the papers, presses his SUIT
I,nfer threat of foreclosure. The mo-
BILE lover returns secretly, buys in the
estate. thwarts his rival and wins the
girl-at last.
II was well written. ImpelIed by a
sudden whim. SAKE offered his serv-
ices to pose as the noble lover, and
two members of the stock company
who. with little makeup, closely re-
sembIed the characters he had IN
mind. were selected.
Saxe's friend. the manager. and ev-
ery member OF the company agreed
that he had missed his calling when
he went into business life.
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hour for the parade. Jeremiah was,
not IN sight.
of the fife and drum-the post was
getting In line. Maria walled: 1've
lust notion to go up there and grab
limits so warm:"
Before the notion matured into def
mite action, under Maria's astonished
ewes around the corner OF the drug
store came jeremiah, with little
woman In gray silk that matched the
pretty gray hair. and 50 beautifully
set OF the pretty blue eyes. Ny SOUL
Maria began, where"
A bugle- call-"Assemble!" -sounds'
ed clearly. jeremiah whispered huxs
riedly to the little woman IN gray.
Then to Maria
Maria, want that you should
shake hands with the second Mrs.
Markham. And don't get mad, Maria.
and be mighty good to her until get
back from parade She'll tell you all
about u.s.
And the second Mrs Markham tins;
idly. pleading. until Maria's hand
found hers and squeezed 1t. was tell
ing" when the post swung into, Main
street. Then the blue eyes went
proudly to its flag bearer. and It was
her turn TO squeeze Mariass hand ra-
dainty.
whispered.
he look young!"
And Jeremiah. as though he heard.
threw his head up triumphantIy. 5ubt-;
latton in every step which kept time tn
Marching Through Georgia
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observation-disclosures save
US, she's too good, like your Maria!
"Sufferin' Mosesi didn't know you
had to put up with the too good rack
ct. Well. poor little Mandy" He
added softly: "I guess we both miss
our own homes. mebbe-"
They drifted into a yesterday OF
many years ago. Their seyes bright
ened. Many laugh foated away on
the May air. Daughters who were too
good" were forgotten
When they parted at the cemetery
gate jeremiah reminded that there
was lots Of Akin up" to do on the
lots. before Memorial Day and Mandy
allowed 1t might be well to tend to 1t
yes. p'raps tomorrow.
The pretty color was back In her
cheeks as she went up the road, and
up tauntily and he stepped It as
though the ffes and drums Of the post
played Dixie"
al dinner, when Maria informed him
that his face was as red as beet,
and then came out with the tiresome
reminder. AT your age. pa. you know
yery well you shouldn't have pottered
about SO long at the cemetery. he
was quite unruffed and unmindful.
for right after dinner. under the very
nose of Maria. he started across the
fields for his own farm beyond
His eyes turned to the walk "That'u
soon be chock full Of weeds. It won't
look q mite welcomin'!" He tackled
the weeds forthwith.
And when he had finished he went
inside. The mustiness choked him.
He pulled up shades and pushed up
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Dudley SAKE then into swift. hot tenn
per, that uncomfortable as II was.
served to sweep his mind of all NOR
bid ideas.
Perhaps Marian had not been honest
with him. after all; perhaps he had
been banished to make way for his RI
val.
well. she's welcome to him." SAKE
thought, in disgust, finging about
and facing homeward way through
the dark woodland. II know his kind
with his gimIet eyes and thin lips.
He'd grind a woman down. all right.
West Bra6iey-bahi"
The next morning Dldley SAKE left
town, and no one knew whittier he
had gone When Marian Evers heard
the news, she cried until her pretty
face was dishgured. and when West
Bradley called that evening. even
careful couture could not conceal the
damage.
Il hear that SAKE has gone away for
good" commented her caller Eaton
towns too slow for him, guess. Hes
got to have his fling In the world
Wherever Dudley SAKE has gone,
his fling. as you call it. will be IN the
right direction" said Marian. quietly.
bur with a fash of her blue eyes
"Why-er-I hope So" replied Brad
lev. smoothly But you must admit
that our young friend has wild, IN
tanned spirit and"
II do not wish to hear anything
arainst Dudley Saxei" said Marian,
proudly. He has heart-and prtn-
ciples. We have both lost a good
friend"
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Lost indeed! without a word or
sign, Dudley SAKE had dropped out OF
his little circle, and no one knew now
much Marian Evers cared.
In fact, ruuor was soon busy with
her name and West Bradley's. and ne
danced attendance on her with all the
grace, gallantry and diplomacy OF
court attache.
Meanwhile. Dudley SAKE was trying
to forget his troubles. in distant city.
He had found congenial occupation
and ready friends. For the latter he
had little time. as he devoted his even
tngs to literary work which had al
ways attracted him
But somehow the story he had be-
gun failed to Interest him or to pro-
gress properly. Marian Evers and
West Bradley were the only persons
that seemed real TO him, and his own
life story the only record OF vital i'm
Then he met a friend who was sue
cessfuIIy engaged in the moving pic
..What are you doing with your
spare time, Saxe?" he had questioned
You're pretty clever with the pen
why don't you write a play?"
"A play2"
yes. for our company moving
picture play. We need good stuff. and
there's money in It; something senu-
mental and strong. you know Come
down to the place and look the thing
over. We're going to take some IN
door pictures today-got fine stock
connany. Come down and get &C
cuainted."
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prescription filled tonight-the pow
ders."
very wen. As soon as you return
we viii go to bed-you must be very
tired"
The next day Daisy Belman went to
her work in a downtown law office.
unrefreshed by night Of sleepless
tossing.
How to get the money needed for
her mothers medicine puzzled her
There was not a relative TO call
upon-no money in the bank since her
fathers sudden death a year ago. and
no yaiuables which she could pawn
to gain the necessary amount. Daisy
was the sole support OF her mother
and their tiny fat was the best that
she could afford.
ct Will come home With the medi-
cine tonight. mother" Daisy mao
promised her mother-how could she
fulfill that promise?
On the way home she decided 10
appeal to Uncle Anthony. What II he
did snub herr It was for her moth
er's sake. She could bear anything
for her
Mr.. Anthony Rush sat in his private
office frowning at the calendar which
gIarinsly spaced of the remaining
months of the year. Anthony Bush
was soured at the world-he had
frowned at it for so many years that
he had forgotten how to smile
His expression did not change when
Daisy came thirdly IN, having been
preceded by her card.
entrance, nor did he even deign to
turn his head In her direction
'WeH?" he parked out
Uncle Anthony" BEGAN DAISY
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By Annette Angert

sage he had received over the wire
and chuckled-
At that moment the door opened
breeziIy and Daisy Belman came bur
rying in. She did not zee Tony BUSH
and he could not guess her ddentity
until she spoke She held out ne!
hands to old Anthony and rich req
color. waved her;cheeks.
80; Uncle Anthony. I am so sorry
for what I said TO you over the tele-
phoneI You must think me very rude
and Observation-Disclosures would have
cried IL she had known it I simply
had to come back and tell you how
sory I am and beg your pardon for
the dreadful things I said
Mr.. Bush put up a protesting hand.
The hand shook a 1ittle-perhaps be-
cause he noticed for the first time how
like her mother she was
my dear, I don't know what you're
talking about" he said with strange
gentleness. You didn't say word
after I refused to help you. and
rather wish you had. As for tele-
phone message. what are you talking
about?"
Daisy was looking at him IN amaze
ment "I went right -downstair and
-telephoned up to yeu-ands called you
mean and cruel and lots Of things!
Don't you remember
Anthony Bush's eyes twinkled. MY
telephone bell has been silent for three
hours" he protested
At that moment his glance met the
betraying ones of Tony Bush. who had
fingered near the door. Tony came
forward at once.
at beg your pardon. but I'm afraid
that your message came to me instead
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creeping on she had retained the COM
pIexion he had likened once to the
sweet tea roses that bloomed on his
fathers (now his) farm garden
He was brought back to present
things. to Maria and the parade, TO
the flag Of the post, by her question:
For lands sake, jeremiah. what
makes you think you look old2
Maria" he snorted. she says.
Mandy"-Jeremiah choked-I gotta
stay out Of the parade because at my
age"
Mandy's eyes were shocked "Jere-
mtah Markham, when you do look so
grand carryin' the fagi"
Jeremiat's chest swelled like pout-
er pigeons. Every line In his rugged
face suddenly spelled complacency.
You're a right royal friend. Man
Gloom again made him a victim.
Mandy. why viii young folks.
when a fellows got some ways be-
yond the so mark. think he's ready to
be laid on the shelf and take every dog
gone job that he loves away from him.
and"
The blue eyes looking up at him
suddenly grew piteous.
20, Jeremiah.-don't-I know how you
feel! Don't I sometimes fairly ache
to make my old patches OF bread and
my. little pats OF butter. and
this spring acknowledgements
Wouldn't like to souse my nice soft
soap around cleanin'? It's bought
soap nowadays. wish"
Mandy" jeremiah cut in-he had
listened with much. agape-"ainry your
Sally good to you?"
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pride and appeal to you
You refused. and I want 70 ten
you that I think you are the most
cruel. heartless. detestable. selfish OLD
man in the world. I'm glad mother
didn't marry you instead OF father-1
don't wonder why she refused you
You are perfect bear-and nate
you. therei"
The connection broke suddenly as
a receiver clicked at the other end OF
the wire.
Anthony Bush. the landscape paint
er. was left staring foolishly into the
mouthptece OF his telephone.
"well. I'll be hanged" he muttered-
as he returned to his chair. Thats
the worst blowing up ever had-and.
by Jove. It wasn't meant for me. AFTER
all. Tough luck that Uncle Anthony,
whoever # is, didn't get it right IN ms
ear! expect he deserves IL ANY oio
codger-she called him old-wno
could 50 anger pretty girl EMO"
she's pretty-deserves good mp!
He picked up the telephone direc-
tory and ran his finger down the col
umn. Next to his own name was tnat
of another Anthony B2sh-a broker IN
THAT'S the old duner," he said:
noting the number. I've heard OF
him-rich as can be. Let me see.
didn't Dol Peterkin tell me that ne
asked old Anthony one day II he was
related to his namesake, Anthony
Bush. the landscape painter? BE did.
and Dol thought it great joke be-
cause the old man snarled that he'd
rather claim kinship to prosperous
house painter than starving artist!
He must be an old teaseri"
Tony Bush changed his coat. nut on
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use IN the world again"
las II you were not the greatest use
IN the world to me-just as you are
there on the sofa? What would I do
without you to come to at night 90
asked the girl passionately. Mother.
I've thought Of the loveliest plan TO
raise the money-and you are not TO
ask word about It. and don't worry"
Mrs Belman raised herself TO SIT
ling posture and Daisy put another pill
SOW behind her.
Let me tell you something. dear.
and It may save you trouble aid some
modification. Don't go to your ia
Tiers half-brother about lt-Anthony
Bears an old grudge and would not
help me III was dying" A pink flush
came and went IN her thin cheek.
Mother" gasped Daisy. Daisy's
one hope had been Anthony Bush. rich
and childless. why did he hate you
COZ" whispered the girl after awhile.
Because married your father-in-
stead OF him." said Mrs. Belman quiet
".
20. And he holds revenge after all
these years? How contemplate he
must bel"
"He Is a hard man"
Never mind. dear. Will get the
medicine. somehow. can get the first