Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-08-01

in the others gaze something that held
Barbara saw what shes had fesred but
she saw, too, something else that gave her
quick, pulsing hope--a look Of honest
love, or could she be mistalen7 And the
mucker saw the true eyes Of the woman
he loved without knowing that he loved
her, and he saw the plea for pity and
protection in them.
Don't" whispered the gifi. "Pleass
don't, you frlghten mer
AS the man looked at Barbara Harding
standing there before him he saw in her
strange new light, and a sudden rea1iza-
ton Of the truth flashed upon him. ss,
He saw that he could not harm her now,
or ever for he loved her
And with the awakening there came 10
Billy Byrne the whitening, numbing knowi-
edge that his love must forever be a hope
less one-that this girl of the aristocracy
could never be for such as he.
Barbara Harding, stn looking question:
ingly at him, saw the change that cams
across his CONFERENCE.-The saw the swift
pain that shot TO the mans eyes and she
wondered.
His fingers released their grasp upon her
arm. His hands fell Imply to his side.
Don't be afraid" he said. ''Please don't
be afraid O. me. / couldn't hurt youse IL
tried"
deep sigh of relief broke from the
girl's"lps-relief and Joy; and she realized
that it's cause was as much that the man
had proved true to the new estimate she
had recently placed upon him as that the
danger to herself had passed.
Come" said Billy Byrne, wed better
move in a bit out o. sight o. de mainland
an look fer place to make camp. reckon
we'd orter rest here for a few days till we
git In shape agin, / know youse must be
dead beat an 1 sure am, all right. all
right"
With the longsword of oda Yorimoto
Billy Byrne cut sapllngs and bamboo and
the fronds Of fan palms; and with long,
tough grasses bound them together into
the sembance Of rude hut Barbara
gathered leaves and grasses with which she
covered the floor.
Number One Riverside Drive" said the
mucker with grin. when the work was
completed; IAN now I'll go down on do
river front an build de Bowery"
"Oh, are you from New York;" asked
the girl. q
mot on yer llfe," replied Billy. Byrna
I'm from food oil Chi; but I been to Moo
York twict wit de Goose Island Kid, an
so knows all about IT. De roughnecSs
belong on de Bowery, so, dats wot we'll
call my dump down by de river You're .
highbrow so youse gotta live on Riverside
Drive, see?" and the nnucker laughed at iifs
little pleasantly. E
But the girl did not laugh with him. In
stead she looked troubled.
Wouldn't you rather be a 'highbrow'
too?" she asked, 'and live up on Riverside
Drive. right across the street from me p
81 don't belong" said the mucker
grufy.
wouldn't you rather belong?" insisted
.he girl. .4 .. ,s
All his life Billy had looked with con-
tempt upon the hated, pusillanimous high
brows, and now to be asked IL he would not
rather be one! 1t was unthinkable: and
yet, strange to relate. he realized an odd
longing to be like Theriere and Billy Mall
lory; yes, in some respects like Divine,
even. ~,
He wanted to be more like the men that
the woman he loved knew best.
Its too late fer me aver TO belong,
now" he said ruefully 'Yeh gotta be
borned to 1t. Gee, wouldn't look funny In
wife pants, an one o. dem dinky, little
Willie off de yacht lids?'' .+
Even Barbara had to laugh at the picture
the mans words raised in her imagination.
II didn't mean that" she hastened to
explain. 81 didn't mean that you, must
necessarily dress like them; but be- like
them--act like them talk like them, as Mr..
Theriere did, you know. He was a gem
tleman." .t..Hr tHf
"An' I'm not" said Billy.
"oh, 1 didn't mean that" the girl has
tened.
well. whether youse meant II or not.
II is So" said the mucker. II amt no gent
you know. Yeh said SO dat time on de
Halfmoon, an amt forgot II. Youse was
right am a mucker. / amt never learned
how to be anything else. I amt never
wanted TO be anything else-until today.
Now I'd like to be gent; but it's too,
late"
won't you try?" asked the girl. For
my sake"
go to t." returned the mucIer cheer
fully. 'Id even wear side whiskers for
youse"
''Horrors!" exclaimed Barbara Harding.
81 couldn't look at you II you did"
''Wel den, tell me wot youse do want
me TO do"
Barbara discovered that her task was to
be a difficult one II she were to accomplish
It without woundlng the mans feelings:
but she determined to strike while the iron
was hot and risk offending HIM Why she
should be interested in the regeneration of
Mr.. Billy Byrne 1t never once occurred to
her TO ask herself.
She hesitated moment before speaking.
zone of the first things you must do,
Mr. Byrne," she said then. sis TO learn to
speak correctly. You mustn't say youss,
for you or wot' for what; you must try
to talk as I talk. No one in the world
speaks any language faultlessly, but there
are certain more or less obvious irreEu-
larities of grammar and pronunciation that
are particularly distasteful TO people of re-
fnement. and which are easy to guard
against, IL one be careful"
(CONTINUED. TOMORROW