Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-12-08

8 =, .bou read 10 details mere OF Jdps'
" and swings, of sidesteps, feints,
& hVV ,ses and swats. If your fancy
foa' sncb erisiy synopsis, consult the
~ ..,ns page Of your morning newspa-
p0i onv fine July 5. For seven min
zrsr on a. M" Mr.. Colfax's stopwatch) the two
zuses wasssrated diligently without let OF
mese men S Mr.. Adams proved 70 possess
spiess r. pretty ring style; put SO olo .ne
Il vey pr.ttb beef and marked endur-
zbTctheh ,des AT the beginning of the
zahce p,inute. the editor who, truth 10
*slgnta ~ ,i been getting rather the worst
tel hs1 I'M along) got an opening so
III isotched for that it amounted to
3 closen ,.it want, II popped out suddenly
lons o,tdet of n desperate rally. Mr.
m ne ~ swI,ne murderously at the edi-
i ssafsah,an missed, and was momentarily
5toEial LA The editor, having skilfully
up,as upaeasi, Nth his left arm, was starting
=parrssu, home to do the work. All this
hs S,orel happened with the speed OF
.ho, nv some strange angle OF
ana tbe editor became aware in
.hot the tower window did, after
hasp .aiJ a goddess face, and his arm
~, naralyzed. Petrifyingly 1t rushed
Nss bim that this man whom he was
ea,, n obllterate from the outstanding
eg.,rse aoVss was nothing less than the Dig
ss,,hsr of e goddess. For nunureuth
bro,nss second he hesitated, turned to
par' VI And in that flying instant he saw
flohs, h.iv face of the brother break into
ths u,ario,,s grin, was aware of a tiny,
1, ssrnote shock, and felt himself rock
~ guy 'snsnward into a deep and dreamless
i sleep, -,...
i ..yo, feel better now, SIR
] -, ,he editor gave q little laugh:
.,rS"ro's NV that terrible brother of yours?"
/ MI hos pone--with Mr.. ColfaX, and by
u. consent 1t was understood among
Z. that the fight was over. or course.
.howeyer If you
~ only wanted to shake MIN by the
II IA" said the editor. "and tell him that
w, a hotter man than | am.
II. came to his feet by stages, eXpertly
ling himself for damages. Upon his
s.sac,,t young face there was no mark
Or bIemlsh.
avvhv I'm sound as n trivet!' said he
Sa.,,vhtedlv. treading about the tea gar
Ssn and kicking out with his feet' GOT
ne on the jaw, | suppose!
rrs fiction writer watched his man
.uvsrs darkly And presently the editor
.,ood by him, his bright hair shining
under the morning sun
aold chap, let's shake ha"ds.'
fohn Marshall rose. He did not look
/ = happy as writer ought to look VINO
Ehss lust Through his agenD licked
Eshameless reflector of manuscripts. lie
sszed down at the editors hand, gazed
Inn Al the editors eye, and paled'
az, Ia impossible" said he.
The editors hani lowered, and the
|happy ook died in his eyes
aDon't you think | got pounded hard
srourh toto wipe out our little diff
ference Of opinion?"
aOrdinarily speaklng-possibly so.
Il don't understand your code, OF
|eourse." resumed the editor almost
pleadIngly But I thought that the
'arht ended the trouble between us.
II hoped that perhaps we might be
friends"
1T is not possible"
"Then IL suppose l must go"
John Marshall made no reply.
Mr.. Adams put up a long, strong arm
and bent down a spray of pink rambler
roses. 1t was pretty gesture that he
had learned from lady.
"Your sister," he said much embar-
Ttsheu, was SO very BUuu DIS VI hlcu-
4 ton to me the-thc Horse Show ball
tonight l thought that pcrhaps-when
we had hammered our bitterness away
I-I-mlght be permitted to stay for it.
ut is out of the question:" said John
MARSHALL, through clenched teeth.
Then II must 60" replied the edi-
/ tor
Il was pitiably evident that he did not
want to CO. He wandered sadly about
The charming tea garden, palpably put
ting off the moment of departure. OF a
sudden ray of hope appeared to tighten
his melancholy, Once more he stood i'm
|plorngly before the unreconciled COM
poser Of fiction.
Don't you think. Mr.. Marshall-con-
sdering that I'm the beaten man and
al-don't you think perhaps you could
DO me one little favor before / go?"