Gilpin observer., 1916-11-16

The Discarded Model Leads John to
Vests Studio.
him. Jessie Simms is in Vests studio
at this minute. You have car
haven't you? Take me there and yourl
soon find out whether I'm lying or
not
They alighted ut studio building
The. lady, being well known there as
model, had no difficulty in leading
Burton to Vests fiat without being
announced.
SNOW" she whispered vindictively,
hating in front of closed door and
producing n latchkey, walk right in
and put the double cross on Mr.. Rob
ert West!"
The woman seemed so sure of her
position that, after momentary hest
tation, John opened the door, trav
ersed carpeted passage and entered
room which his guide indicated b.
silent gesture.
No intruder could have appeared al
more awkward moment. There was
no sketching toward. Jessie Simms
| jnst met in long and lingering kiss!
OF course the two started apart. Jes
sic uttered a slight scream, but her
pretty eyes sparkled now with angrs
dismay rather than girlish confusion
Putting n bold front on matters,
West beloved demand for an ex.
PLANTATION. John did not answer, but
gaZed sadly at Jessie Simms, whose
fortitude promptly deserted her, be
cause she hid her flushed face In hs
hands and began sobbing.
"Tve nothing to say" he announced
ut last. 81 neither explain nor apollo
gize. That poor girl can tell You why
l am here"
He turned and went out, paying ne
heed to the bitter taunts which ths
discarded model was now flinging
the artist. Entering his car, he badt
the man go home. lie was minded a,
first to call and see Peter, but felt un
equal to any further strain that day
laWhen all was said and done, he ha(
kept his word to the boy and his sister
and meant visiting them during the fol
lowing week, when perhaps the cir
might have repented her folly and BE-
willing to start afresh.
His mind was SO taken up witt
brooding thoughts that he did not no
tice disturbance in the street until
the car stopped, being unable to ad.
vance further owing to n dense crowd
which had gathered In front Of a SD
loon.
John let down the window ane
leaned out.
"What is the matter?" he inquired
Of bystander.
"Oh, nothing much, SIR" said the
man. "Just couple of young drunk.
started fighting in the saloon. They
wouldn't quit, even when they wat
chucked out so now the cops have
got 'em, and they're in for thirty days
apiece"
The car moved on. One of the po
licemen was ringing for patrol
wagon, while the other held the would
be combstants at arms length. And
one of them was Peter Simms. II
happened that the man to whom Bur
ton had spoken before was walking
uiohSSiue, anu JoIu uuuTeSSeu MIN ex
citedly.
"Why, know one of those boys"
he said. Ellis name is Simms, and ]
can vouch for 1t that little over an
hour ago he was no more under the
Influence Of liquor than I am"
"Are you the gentleman who pays
his board bills and gives him money!
inquired the other curiously.
EYES,"
"Well, take my tip, sir, and let up
on the game. He's just playing you
for sucker. was in that very So
loon when he came In and told the
crowd you had flashed an extra FIVE
spot on him anu his sister this week"
Utterly disheartened, John sank
back into corner Of the luxurious
limousine. EVIL showed no signs of
relaxing its grip on humanity. His
well-meant assistance had only made
easy the downward path for Jessie
Simms. and opened the prison door to
her brother.
END OF SIXTH EPISODE.