The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1916-06-21
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NOR nIapty OF Markham's kind"
w. 20 evidently of one mind with
,, for It's because he is 30 sure thA'
nm be wrong about anything that
no. haeu keeping him on the anxious
seat"
TAKE It from me. sis. It was wise
,sIIow who said that a man is some
thins like an egg-it you keep him in
hot water a little while he boils soft.
but Keep him there too long and he
hardens Do you get me?' Jacks
question was flung over his shoulder
from the front hall, where he was get
ting into his oyercoat and hat.
Yes. | get you" laughed Betty. as
she curled up in big tapestried arm
chair In front OF the fireplace.
Although she had firmly resolved not
TO give a single thought to Fred Mark
ham until he apologized for his part in
their quarrel OF the evening before.
somehow. as she gazed into the fire.
her thoughts were all OF him. The
quarrel had come about from Betty's
mention OF q lark she had enjoyed at
fancy dress ball at the country club
few evenings before when moving
picture had been taken OF the ball
room by a society man whose latest
fad was moving pictures.
"Great Scott" exclaimed Fred. Il
hope you didn't get in range OF the
picture machine?"
Why. yes Why not? Larry Mapes
and did a special stunt before IL"
And may I ask when and where
this picture is to be run as a means OF
haunting you in the face of the pub
nof"
Now may ask" began Betty.
whether this picture Is any affair OF
yours and whether you want to shield
the public or the picture by prevent
ms Its appearancef"
1T may not be my affair. Betty-that
rssts with you" Fred answered. but
l want to protect the picture because
you're in IT,"
And SO the quarrel had continued
until Fred had bowed a formal good
night to q naughty Betty.
She was still curled up in the arm
chair gazing meditatively at the fire
when her mother and father returned
from their dinner engagement at
Judge Mspes'.
MY. but you're home earlyi" she
exclaimed. Did the Judge run out of
stories or did the cook run short on
courBssf"
Neither, my dear" answered her
father, as he removed his gloves and
slapped them together and held them
tight In his right hand. but Larry evil
IDENTIFY ran out OF sane amusements
and came near causing his own finish
- we'll as that OF two other people"
Poor old Larry! What's he up to
nowY" asked Betty indif1erently.
Hes In the hospital right now. hay-
ing his many bruises dressed, and a
poor little chorus girl will be too ner-
Vous to stand in the front row to-
night. and"-with sly look from IN
der his frowning eyebrows" Fred
Markham has got a smashed roadster.
= bruised head and some broken ribs
as mementos OF his herolsm.
Fred Markham Daddy. tell me
what you mean" There was no lack
VI eagerness now In Betty's big eyes
Well. Fred was driving along In
the park and he saw Larry's little
red and white racer come shooting
toward him like Il cannon ball and on
the same side CT the road as he was
There was a small embankment sloping
down from the rod. and Fred tried to
turn his car down that embankment
before the racer hit him, but its front
wheel struck his back one. and his ma
chine turned turtle and Larry's went
smash"
oh, daddy almost In u whisper
is Fred badly hurt? What made him
try to Jump the embankment? Why
didn't he cross to the other side Of the
road?"
Betty was puzzled at the question
Ing look that passed between her moth
or and her father before there was
any answer to her questions
Because. Betty" said her father
slowly, there was chance that Lar
~ also might go that way. and as Fred
saw there was a girl with Larry he
took no chance because he thought the
girl might be you"
At that moment Betty's brother
Jack came busting into the hall and
up to the library door.
Gee, sis" he blurted out, with the
Of Nuhn bf2 naWa n tall