The Carlisle independent., 1915-02-18
CHAPTER xx.
Light in Darkness.

AllcT several IHQulTleS LUCK IOunQ his friends home and rang the bell. Fsfeda answered 1t, but in the dim Night on the veranda and because of Ehes wondrous change from slattern- 1s domestic to a smart maid, he did not recognize her.
 ''is MT. Reynolds in?"
 No, sir" Frieda informed him, but he may come any minute"
 ''Is his wife homer"
 Mo- sir she's gone out to dinner and I think she's going over to New York But Mir Reynolds didn't expect to go"
 ''If you don't mind, I'll wait" said Dick. He went in. My name Is Meade-Richard Meade" he added without looking at the girl. You may haye heard MT. Reynolds speak of me-
 He took of his coat and as he hand ed it to her, stared in a quizzical way At last the truth dawned on him.
 why, it's Frieda," he exclaimed Bless me, what a change"
 The girl, not oblivious or averse to the infection in his surprised greeting, courtesied an acknowledgement
 Change is right, MT Dick You didn't know me, did your"
 T should say didn't" he concurred, with smile. Why, you're all dressed up like one of those talking dclls."
 She laughed and turned around for full inspection.
 The very latest model" she in formed him. Do you like it?"
 Its dream" the young writer ac- knowledged. But never go back to Staten Island with that rig on. There are 1.200 soldiers at the fort over there and the government doesn't want them all to desert at once"
 Don't worry, MT. Dick, I'm not go- ing back to Staten Island. Mrs. Rey- nolds gave me a chance when she came over here and you bet took 1t. Ut took me some time to get on to my self, but l did at last and now I'm done with that sort of thing, believe mel"
 Frieda's appearance confirmed her boast
 Nearly an hour passed. He read an article or two in magazines that were Filtered about the table. There were books too. all of the lighter sort-re- cent fiction, and some of the higher class humorous papers.
 Everything in the Reynolds home, so much as Dick had seen of 1t, be- spoke the idler. Everything bespoke ease of body and unwillingness to tax the mind.
 A quick step on the veranda cut short his musings. Bob threw open the door. At the sight of his visitor he rushed forward with outstretched hands.
 Why, Dick" be shouted, and then he fairly hugged him.
 You're the last man I expected to see here and the one I'd rather see most You've kept away pretty long, but it's better late than never"
 Well, you sort of got out of my class, Bob," replied his friend, respond ing to the handshake with a grip as firm as iron. And I've been away . good deal, too. Europe and all around"
 Reynolds threw oil his coat and car ried 1t to the rack.
 'Europe?" he said as he turned What for, the paper?"
 NO, I haven't been with the paper for some time, Bob. Left 1t shortly well, shortly after I saw you last. I'm with the World Awake now. Quite job Things have been looking up a bft''
 Reynolds looked him over carefully and fondly.
 'So I would judge" he acquiesced. You look it. Prosperous, eh?"
 From my point of view, yes," said Dick. Maybe not from yours and Brands"
 Reynolds drowned. Mention of the miilionaires name irritated him.
 Don't rub it in, old man. he begged.