, 1916-01-20

fat broke and down sand OUT come
around inc see me. I'll show you an
old business that has "a lot of money,
hi isn't radical and that manages to
keep going without wasting n fortune
In fool advertising"
Then you won't let us get any
soap?" asked Rodney.
Risk my business reputation on a
silly scheme like dollar soap? / should
say not. You may be crazy, but I'm
not"
YES, you are" said Mary. beginning
to lose her temper.
"Oh, come on" said Peale impa-
tiently. whats the use of talking to
a man whose brain is deaf?'
The old soap king only laughed.
And so to the accompaniment of his
scornful chuckles the three dejectedly
walked out. Poor Mary's mission had
failed. In the street outside she could
not help pouting a little, especially for
Rodney's benefit, and she scolded
Peale outright. She was sure she
could have managed the old gentleman
If she had been allowed to do 1t in her
w intuitive woman's way, and she
told both the boys so fatty. What was
the use of spOuting all those statistics?
What they wanted was $4,000 cakes
Of soap, not 5000 words of advertising
talk. What Impression had they made
on the soap king? Not the slightest.
Now, don't you be too sure" inter
rupted Ambrose. "Just let It sink In
and rankle a bit and We'll see
1gNvor.,n,nf'' t,aiI NToru arngg1r
Poor Ambrose! He wouldn't In We
admitted 1t to anybody In the world.
but for once In his life he was down
cast and discouraged. His unfailing
good nature was cloaked and yelled a
little and no mistake. He was blue.
What was worse his blues lasted. Of
and on, this time for almost two weeks
As the criminal returns to the scene
of his crime so Ambrose's spirit was
drawn back to his old haunts of the
show world again.
Hello, Mr.. Pe-e-ele.'
He turned to see the countess" They
were in front of the City Square hotel
and she was headed for the revolving
doors on FOrty-second street. PeNle
gravitated at once to her side and
jumped into the whirling compartment
behind her.
"Well, cutie he SAID as they drop
ped down together on a lounge in the
crowded corridor. "what are you mn
to?"
You're n grand little guy" said the
countess agreenbly; 81 like you
But all the time her eyes roved about
the place as If she were looking for
another a
"How are you getting along now?'
she went OH. "As far as I'm concerned.
trim everybody you can You're there.
Ambrose, you're there"
But we're on the level" Peale as.
sured her.
$50 am l." said the countess.
IF you were I'd give you n job
laughed Peale.
Me work on n jobr' cried the count
ess. There's no excitement in hat,
Why, now every time l meet a cop |
get a thrill"
81 know--l know; the dull life is
dull" Peale agreed. 81 wonder If |
ought to marry you and reform your
No, Ambrose" said the mi
quite sincerely; 81 wouldn't do such u
thing to you as marry you. | could
talk to you about our needing u low
ing, faithful wife. and maybe you do
at that. But the trouble with me is
I'd rather trim II guy out of a hundred
than earc Il thousand. So leave me
! lay, kid, leave me lay
, AT this moment Peale, following her
gaze, saw what she was looking for,
and apparently sit was Ellery Clark.
Ellery, In full evening war paint, was
wandering up and down evidently look
ing for her.
Shall l bring him over?' asked
Peale.
NO" said the countess; wait a mo-
ment. / want to talk to you a second
about Ellery. He's kind of stuck on
me-" she added shyly.
Say, I'm for you" broke in Peale,
but if you're aiming to trim Ellery i
can't help you there; it'd be too easy
Easy! You don't know Ellery! He's
wise all right" she protested.
Say, l don't like Ellery," said Peale
quickly, but If you're planning to