The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-06-23
THE OTHER GIRL
BY SUSAN {. cLAGETT.


One of the two men sitting near
the window OF the Metropolitan club
leaned forward. looking after a figure
walking leisurely down the street.
Il did not know Marshall had re-
turned" he said, as he flicked the
ash from his cigar THE last / heard
of him the yacht was at Alexandria.
Must have been pretty gay crowd
on board, judging from what | have
heard"
Eyes. To those who knew him it has
always seemed odd that Jim should
have accepted the position. With all
their money. the Fieldings are still
deemed much to be desired In the way
of breeding.
Have you ever met the father! He
was born just outside of Washington
Of most ordinary parentage-a
ly uneducated. But he had a keen
business head and could make 81 900
do the work Of three. Went West and
made fortune. then came back here.
ut seems he took a fancy to Jim
when he was at Johns Hopkins for
treatment and offered him a large
salary II he would go as his physician
on this trip around the world
Wasn't there some sort of a love
affair? have a faint memory OF
something of the kind"
Ever since he was a student at
/ the University of Virginia he has been
interested in a girl in Charlottesville.
One day he did the asinine thing-took
Grahame to see her. He is hand,
some fellow, and good looks will
count with a girl against every. ster-
ling quality.
"The outcome was she threw him
! over. Then, actuated by the devil
she insisted that he should be an
usher at the wedding.
| Jim took his medicine like a man
He is that kind of a fellow, and
walked down the aisle with as dainty
a vision of womanhood as a mans
eyes could rest upon-a younger sis
ter Of Mary Houghtons, and, from my
point of view, the more attractive OF
the two. l have often wondered il
she would not get him in the rebound
but of late there has been more OF
less talk of Fielding's sisterinlaw."
Jim Marshall paused as he reached
the avenue and looked across at the
stream of cars and pedestrians enter
ing the White House gates.
The man heaved a sigh of enjoy
ment. at is good to be home" he
thought, as he swung across the street
narrowly missing a little car coming
slowly toward him.
The driver, woman, called to him
He had not seen her, and as hi
went up to the car he wondered a
the change in the girl he had walked
with down the aisle of countr,
church twelve months before.
Surely you have grown up" he sale
with smile, as he took her hand int
a warm, close grasp. Your voic'
brought back memory, else nigh
not have known you" VIZ
Had YOU really forgotten me. Doc
tor Marshall?" she asked simply
knew you at once"
II said might, did not?" he laughed
mo. l could not forget such com
panion as you proved yourself tina
night a year ago. l was merely un
prepared for the bewildering chang'
from girlhood to womanhood. All
l seem fated to be run down today.
AS limousine brushed by him he lift
ed his hat.
The girl in the big car leaned for
ward, looking straight into his eyes
then raised her glance to the fresh
young face in the little car.
"Is that Miss Howard?" the girl be
side him asked. "She is very hand
some, and, hear, very rich" A sigh
flush crept into her face, dying on
as quickly as it had come. Il under
stand your friends should extend con
gratulations."
$50 you have heard that rumor." b,
replied shortly. well, there isn't |
word of truth in it. Ordinarily d.
not take the trouble to deny it, but
want you to know"
"And why me?" she asked lightly
"You have older friends who have |
prior claim, although doubt II the.
would feel more interest"
He hesitated long before replying
This is not the time or place woul'
choose to tell you" he answered a
last. turning his back fully upon tn
passing crowd, but Mrs. Grundy is
persistent old lady and makes grea
deal of trouble. Ever since l lande,
that rumor has followed me- But
want to tell you what Mrs. Grund,
cannot know / was safeguarded b,
the vision of little girl in a BIZ
picture hat and yellow gown. witt
bunch of snapdragons in her arms
little country girl living near Char
lottesville."
The girl leaned forward, eyes shin
/ ing, lips parted. "Do you really meal
me, Doctor MARSHALL" Then NOR
slowly, 81 had thought Mary"
Think of what l have told you
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