Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1916-12-02

Ton. "lIo told mo so himself And
,.ra,., f,rl,s ALWAYS fcu the truth My
mann does. ANYHOW" ne added. as
Harry rriuncd. skcptically
"Isn'r il wonderful that you're going
IN hive . bicyclc?" laughed Marjorie
#, dnii,ht I'm going to ask papa
T., oct me one. too. Then We can take
rides together"
Huh" grunted Harry i'm dcrision.
.you'ro TOO much of a cry baby to ride
. bicvclc. Narcc. You'd SWIVEL every
time You fell of
81 wouldn't either" denied Marjorie.
her eyes filling with tears at his gibe.
.You would So You would So
tainted Harry see. you're getting
r.,5v ,o cry right now, Cry-baby.
CRY baby"
And rc yicrIcd scoruful forciin-
per IN front of her flushed little face.
gym lot her alone" ordered Tom.
"Ouft teasing nor"
~Sbaur'" Knocked Harry. shes my
own sister. isn't She TIL tease her
any time | want to-"
~ oavo her he" commanded Tom.
..Tr vou don't M"
Harry showed his disregard for the
warming nv giving Narioric's curls
sbarp tug The little girl cried out
in main with a yell Of fury Tom
launched himself on her tOrmenter.
Around the library table dashed the
nureu.r and the nursued Harry
lodged as Tom caught up with him
and ducked under the latter's outhung
arm
Toms fist missing its mark. struck
full against tbo side of an antique
cIoisorue vase that stood at one
end of tho table. The worth
its weight in gold was the pride OF
Mr.. Rlake's heart.
A. tho innoct of Tom Blake's fist
tho vase oow into the afr. crashed
down upon tbc hardwood floor and
Law tbore smashed into fragments.
-rb, c.,o,trorbo struck All tbren of
tho cbiIdror drrnb with horror Then
~, baa,.,. faots,ons sounded from Mr.
MIL .odioir;,,, stud,. Harry ca far
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way he p"uo'u' "e""'' at VIC
peloIe HILL
mere on the moor lay MS prlceiess
vase IN atoms. Above II covered the
two scared childreh-l ON ana Mar
Jorle. For an instant Mr.. BAKE stood
gazing at the wreckage' MS nara race
Slowly purpllng WIN the Wrath that
swelled up IN MN.
pointing dramatically dt the rulheu
vase.
ala, sir. salu Tom. ! was chas-
ing
lie got no further. iils father
kicked of one slipper. picked II up
caught the wretched boy by the nap
VI 'h' hSNh' hHhb MN N''i 'h' P''Oi
nal knee and began to rain blows
upon him with the fun force of Wig
orous and anger-driven arm.
At last the ordeal was over. Mr..
Blake showed the tortured boy away
from him and stamped out of the
room Marjorie ran up to Tom and
caught his pain-clenched hands in
hers.
Tom" she walled. "Oh. Tom!
You poor poor boy! I'm so sorry!
But why did you tell him It was you
that broke the vase? Why didn't
you say 1t was Harry"
II had to tell him the truth.
painted the boy. There wasn't any
thing else to do"
From tho DAVIS wbon no had defend.
ed her from the coII,a-drapon Tom
Rlake had loved Nar,orie Iamnson
| And now at twentv-one u was M
longer the affection NJ a child for a
child. but the who1e.souled adorat;on
of n man for a woman
And one evening he told her On
II was during his senior vaar ~ the
university He had hut three months
more TO study. After graduation he
was TO 90 into business with his 70
Their
He and Harry Iamnso, r.oro l..