Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1916-09-06
THE LANDLORD By LOUISE OLIVER.

fortunate for Cornelia that both her i parents had to be away.
 So with black Judas and his wife, Violet, she had managed to get china, rugs and furniture into shape for transportation across the city to the cozy new bungalow in the hillside ! above the river.
 For days Cornelia had secured agencies and scanned lists, waded through mud and lost her way, ruined clothes and caught colds, and alto gether it had been most dishearten- ing process. But her courage re- mained unshaken and her will at last found a way, for one day she came across what she wanted-exactly A bungalow on hillside with superb view of the river. This was no mere house, it was explained to her at the office, the owner having built it for himself, but he was an Englishman and had gone to war and was now l somewhere in the trenches in France.
 Moving day came. Cornelia rose at six and after a hurled breakfast took the car to her future home.
 The, conductor began to call sta- tiOns instead of streets. At one of these COrnelia got off and made her way along the roads toward the haven on the hill that was to be her home.
 She mounted the steps of the ter race and took out her key. Then the hum of a powerful motor caught her ear. Down the road were coming two immense trucks loaded with furniture!
 Then around the corner of the house came a man who called, "Hello, Dor gan! Come on and help me get a door open. I forgot to get the keys" Then, seeing Cornelia with her key in the lock- he hurried up the steps.
 "I don't quite understand" said Cornelia. "I rented this house a week ing There seems to be some mis- take.'
 The man regarded her quietly for minute. She was very pretty, was Cornelia-very-and ope would have said that his mind was not entirely upon the fact that someone else was
  with himself.
 "What shall we do to McAlpin &s Coz" asked the man quietly. "They assured me the property was without a tenant and that I could certainly move in. However, to annihilate them won't help matters much, will it? And for us to demolish one another wouldn't do either, would it, because he paused an instant, "well, be- cause it wouldn't. You said we were moving in. That implies family?"
 'Yes, my father and mother and brother. I am Cornelia Anderson"
 "So, you see, to do away, with you still leaves father and mother and brother. Now with me it's different. I'm alone! And if you will only look at me with a little more tolerance 1 will beat nasty retreat and take my cook stove and rocking chairs along with me-"
 Cornelia, completely notified, held out the key. "Under the circum- stances we have no more right to the house than you have. I can't possibly move our furniture into 1t knowing that am leaving an American and a gentleman out in the cold without any hOme."
 They laughed together. "But," he protested, you wouldn't exactly be leaving me without home. I really was only going to use the place as sort of storage house for my things for the time being-not home, you see, at least for some time to come. Besides, I'm not altogether an Ameri- can gentleman. I'm an English sol-I dier just now.''
 '"rhen you-then this is your house. You are my landlord" r.s{
 Don't call me that, please-it sounds so unfriendly." stt
 "But the house is yours They told me all about you at the office!'
 'True enough! But that hasn't any thing to do with the case. I'm home on sick leave. I'm going back soon. All I'm doing now is to make havoc of other peoples plans. So. I'm better out of the way"
 COTuelld luOuSuL Il H1uuIc. AAcu, "There's an immense attic! Would that be of any use?" .f
 He caught her meaning. "That's bully idea! Don't you need it-the garret, mean?"
 "No, indeed! We'd be glad to have you use it"
 "Thanks, awfully. Then it's set tied. I'll tell Dorgan he can put the things in. I must be off on the one o'clock train and I've some business to attend to before leave"
 Cornelia was silent. Try as she would, she could think of nothing to say in parting. But the soldier went on: "Will you come to the end of the veranda with me, where there is better view of the river?'
 She went with him.
 "A soldier in active service cannot afford to lose minute. Don't think me abrupt, if you can help it, but try to understand that after the next few minutes I may never see you again. And I'd like to go away with the feel e %o