The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1916-04-25

any other line. It would not buy him
clothes enough in which to seek a
job.
He put it on "F1yover," and ten
minutes later found, to his amaze
ment, that he had eighty dollars to his
credit.
His brain reeled; the fever of bet
ting ran through his veins. He placed
the eighty on a rank outsider, whose
name, "Tur Up" attracted him. And
at the end of that race he had nearly
a thousand.
Hi, want tip, Mister?" urged a
ragged man. TRY 'Schoolteacher.' :"
Halliday turned away abruptly. The
word reminded him of the thin girl
in the shabby dress. He had thought
she was a schoolteacher. Summon
ing final effort, he left the track
and took the train homeward
That evening, newly dressed, and
looking more like nan than he had
looked for months past, he made his
way toward the girls home.
Miss Isobel Blair rose from her
books under the lamp in astonish-
ment at the unknown man who had
called at the boarding house. She
was decidedly pretty, Halliday
thought. But there were ravages-o of
illness visible upon her cheeks, and
she looked thinner than in her street
Dress
Briefly he explained the finding of
the purse. Her Joy was so genuine
that, before he knew it, Halliday was
confessing the story of the theft. She
listened without interruption until the
end of the story. Then she put out
her hands.
Mr.. Halliday, you are good man."
she said impulsively. 81 honor you for
what you have told me- And / want
to ask you to give up that life"
Il mean to-" answered Halliday.
I'm going West to make a new
start"
A new start The words might have
been applied to her own needs. He
drew her out in turn. Yes, she was a
schoolteacher, and the doctor had or
dered her to sanitarium, to check
the incipient tuberculosis. But what's
the use, with my mother to support"
she asked.
Miss Blair said Halliday, half
this money is yours. You supplied
the capital" he added.
Il can't take gambling money" she
said with horror.
But"
She was resolute in her refusal at
first. Then the man became crafty.
He urged her mother. And you, who
have done so much good, ought not
toto die, for lack of this. Five hun
bred will be ample for me-"
After a long time she consented. 1t
could not be put to better use, he
insisted. AS he rose to go he said:
And remember, Miss Blair. you
have saved mans soul today. Yes,
for II had forgotten that there are
good women in the world. shall not
forget again"
She put her hands on his shoulders
and looked into his eyes.
Remember, l shall pray for you."
she said solemnly.
He promised to write to her occa-
sionally, and she was to let him know
how she got on at the sanitarium.
But no letters were exchanged. He
had lost her address, and. of course,
she did not know in what part Of the
West he was.
Halliday was true to his word. He
made good. He never touched liquor
again. In seven years he had made
his fortune. And ever before his eyes.
urging him upward, was the figure of
the little schoolteacher.
But since a man canont live upon
memories, Halliday married. His
wife was the best woman in the
world. He never told her Of his past.
And somehow, even now, the figure
of Miss Blair seemed to inspire his
love. and he saw her soul in the blue
eyes of his wife.