The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-05-26
THE PEARLS
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

round-but it had cemented the friend
ship, so it doesn't matter.
Since then Sylvester Smith had
been frequent visitor at the Prices
and Phyllis was afraid of him, al
though he was big and handsome and
very nice, indeed. He had sent candy
TO Phyllis at school until the string
Of little brass spoons that came in
each box reached from the chandelier
to the floor and Phyllis was confront
ed by dyspepsia. But she knew that
he thought Of her only as Fred's lit.
tie sister, and it ranked. The worst
Of it was that graduating and long
dresses and just lately her coming
out party had not made bit of diff
ference to him. He seemed to think
her as much of a child as ever, and
II was humfliating, to say the least,
to have him happen here just now.
Phyllis sat belligerently silent while
the others related narrowing incidents
of train robberies and hapless maid
ems who lost things.
but men can be robbed as easily
as girls" she cut in finally, "and they
are, too
Sylvester came to the rescue-that
is, Phyllis thought he was going to
when he began. He looked so big and
capable. standing with his back to the
blazing logs, his hands behind him.
Il do not believe you need to be
alarmed about Phyllis taking her jew
elry with her. But, after all, Mr..
Price, l have a better plan I am GO
ing to Providence myself on Friday
on some insurance business and shall
be delighted to play messenger. /
will take Phyllis pearls if you like
"The very thing" nodded Mrs. Price
approvingIy.
Bully" commended Frederick.
THAT is fine idea," assented Mr..
Price
Phyllis flung out of the room. She
had been betrayed
Phyllis took the Friday morning
train. Frederick said "Good-by'' as
the train pulled out of the station
At the same moment, man catapult
ed on to the platform at the opposite
end of the car. Still painting from his
exertion, he glanced at the section
numbers and dropped himself into the
seat directly in front of Phyllis, with
out noticing her. But Phyllis had a
distinct shock when she recognized
Sylvester Smith
A sudden suspicion dawned upon
her. 81 will bet nickel some of my
blessed family asked him to look after
me-" Then, after few minutes sne
decided that he was making no effort
to locate her. He was evidently alb
sorbed in book.
Very well, then, / shall just ex
actly not let on that am" Phyllis
caught her breath and sat up very
straight. Thrown over the back o
his own seat was the mans overcoal
folded wrong side out and a fat, in
teresting- looking wallet was protecting
an inch or so from a pocket.
Phyllis giggled Then, making sur.
that no one was watching, she changed
her seat to the one facing her. Sh,
laid her head against the overcoa
and, pretending to arrange her hair
drew the wallet deity from its rest
| ing place and slid it into her bag.
On Saturday night the Linsteri
| were giving ball in honor of Phyllis
All day Sylvester had not appeared
He came, wild eyed and excited, Jus
as the guests were arriving. A serv
/ ant showed him into the smoking
| room, and Phyllis, beautiful but jewel
less, came to life there.
Phyllis" he cried, 81 have los
them"
Not the pearls!" she protested.
Eyes. They were stolen, 1 think, o.
the train. have hunted all night am
all day. The police haven't clue
There seems to be no hope. I ha'
them with most of my money in m
wallet The whole business is gone
What will you think of me-"
Phyllis looked at him silently me
ment Her head was very high an
his was bowed with dismay. He
heart was beating wildly, but ON he
lips was a little triumphant smile
Here was this big, strong, dominatin
masculine afraid of 'the baby" Sh
wanted to kiss him and slap him a
| the same time.
WELL" she said finally, with sigl
81 guess It cannot be helped. Ther
impulsively: Lets ask the forum
teller They have one tonight in
tent in the conservatory. Maybe sh
will give US clue"
Sylvester was puzzled. He had e.
pected a storm of tears. But l cal
not stay in these clothes" he prt
! tested.
i "Oh, yes, you can. Jimmy Linste
will take you upstairs to his room an
rig you up. Meet me in the conservs
tory in half an hour. l will sen
Jimmy in now"
The fortune teller was not bus
when the domino and the Goose Gil
came hand in hand to learn their TO-
tune. ASK her where the jewels are,
whispered the Goose Girl, after tn
usual preliminaries. The tortun
teller pretty girl with white pow
Q6TGu udH-IOOhSu 0oSC1y 1ACO
crystal ball and said positively, 'Ou
in the garden under the snow at tn
base OF 1he sundial."
There they found the wallet an
something else, too
(CopyrIgEf 1915 by the Mcclure Newspc
Syndicate
| SWEET DREAMS drives ava
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