The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-01-19

phone once or twice out Tue SeCi0eoA1 |
refused to talk with him.
Pauline, too, had a busy week BE-
sides her usual social activities, sne
rewrote and finished her new STORY
1t seemed to her even better than the
one accepted and printed in the COS
mopolitan Magazine.
This will surely be taken, Pau-
line thought with a little sigh OF re-
greet, land that means the end OF my
year of adventures.
She had determined on this course
the night after the accident. IL was
after midnight, and Pauline, In bed
but wide awake was trying to marshal
the exciting recollections Of the day
into the orderly mental procession that
leads to sleep. Very family she heard
what sounded like the music of dis
tant mandolin. Pauline knew it was
Harry and went to the open window
and looked down on the dark lawn
There he was playing with a bit OF
straw instead of a pick that his music
might not disturb the sleepers in the
house His entire audience consisted
of Moses, the venerable coach dog,
who sat on his launches and meditat-
ed profoundly,
How did you like that, Mose?" ask
ed Harry as he finished his tune.
Moses replied with a cavernous
yawn that ended in a squeak, after
which he lay down.
'Aw, now Nose. it isn't as bad as all
that, is it," asked Harry in a grieved
voice.
Pauline wanted to throw her arms
around him and promise not to cause
any more worry. But she couldn't,
because she couldn't reach him from
the window, because in her nightgown
as she was, it would not have been
proper, but chiefly because she wasn't
quite sure she could keep such a
promise. Long after Harry and Moses
had gone to bed, Pauline decided to
finish her story, send it to publisher
and let his decision be hers.
IF they accept it, you stay home
and marry Harry" she told the pretty
face under the filmy nightcap, which
smiled at her from the mirror But
il they dare to reject it, Harry will
have to worry, dear boy though he is.
So Pauline lost no time in finishing
and submitting the manuscript, inclos-
ing a special delivery stamp and re-
quest to please let her know at once.
She wanted to relieve her lovers mind
as soon as possible.
On Saturday everything went wrong
at once. Pauline received a bulky
letter in the mornings mail It was
her story and a short letter declining
her story The editor thought 1t
charming, showed wonderful magma
ton, gave great promise of future sue
cess, but there was lack of expert
ence evident throughout little un-
real, he added. He ventured to sug-
gest that the author would do we'll to
travel around the world and see life
from different angles. During the af-
ternoon Harvey Schieffelin dropped in
for a call. He had found her story
In the Cosmopolitan and compliment
ed her. Then he began to laugh.
Polly that's a bully story of yours,
but you ought to have gone down and
watched some stokers at work before
yea described that scene
What was wrong with my descrip-
tion?" demanded the young authoress.
We'll, you told of stoker laying
pulling it open to rake the fire"
l.
ooh, yes" laughed Harvey, "he
could, but he wouldn't do it more than
once, Those doors are almost red hot
and would burn the flesh off the stok-
er's hand, whether it were grimy or
not. I'll show you on my yacht some
time. What you need is
Harvey, don't you dare tell me
need experience" interrupted Pauline
with unexpected heat Young Schief-
felin saw that tears were almost in her
eyes.
Well" thought schieffelin, this
vein leads too close to water" and he
hurried to shift the course of the con-
yersation.
But the damage was done Pauline
took her story to the little open fire
place III her room and destroyed it,
AT the same time she destroyed her
resolution to give up the year of adj
venture. There could be no question,
she needed experience. Her adopted
father admittd it, the editor had said
it, and even an empty-headed young
man like Schieffelin could see it. She
was sorry for Harry, but it couldn' t
be helped. She picked up copy of
Treasure Island, and soon wished
fervently that the days of pirates were
back again
Owen gave up his fight against NOR
phine late Friday night. Saturday
he was at peace with the world Gone
We're all the nerve racking clamors
and with them went his scruples. All
day he kept a furtive watch upon Pau
line, and even heard her envious re-
marks about pirates to Harry when he
returned for weekend at home. Ow-
en- sympathized with Pauline in her
regret that pirates were extinct. A pi
rate would have been very useful te
the secretary just then.
However, there were other cut
threats, plenty of them, and perhaps
some other kind would do. There were
gunner, for instance, but an honest
district attorney had lately made these
murderous gentlemen of the under.
world almost as quiet as pirates. He
was still bordering when Hicks called
again on the telephone. This time the
secretary decided and respond am(
made an immediate appointment in {
cafe near FOrty-second street
| Owen related the events of the week
ending with Pauline's hankering To-