The daily Alaskan., 1918-09-17

(Copyr!ght, 1918, by the Mcclure Newspa- cd. per Syndicate.) /
 When Terry Brewster took four room apartment in the Harrington Arms apartment house she described herself as a business woman" by which she meant to indicate that she used her apartment for little more than a comfortable roasting place, a place to eat breakfast and to keep her clothes. She did not take the trouble to indicate to the real estate agent that she was not business woman In the sense that she earned her own daily bread. Her business was that of drinking in as much of city life in one short year as she could-going to as many concerts and theaters, attending as many exhibitions and as many shows" of various sorts, lunching at as many Interesting places" and in general seeing as many of the sights of the city as she conveniently could without knowing many persons in the city or wishing to know more. She seldom went about in the evening. She felt somehow that her security in liv- ing alone at her age - for Terry, though adequate to the task of talk ing care of herself in almost any cir cumstances, was only twenty-four-de- pended In a measure on her not being seen out after dark. The evenings In her little apartment she spent either in mending and 'pottering" over the clothes that she wore In the day time or in reading accounts of things that were to be seen or books of descrip- tion of the great city. Terry's life in the small southern town where she was brought up had been decidedly circumscrlbed. She had gradually slipped into the position of being housewife for her older brother in the old homestead, and the only reason she was excused from those duties now was because of her brothers years volunteer work in Washington.
 Terry kept no maid but, like the other business women In the apart ment, she was taken care of" by Mrs. Gray, who had the key to the apart ments in her care and with lightning like rapidity tidied them and washed the breakfast dishes and made them ready for the return of their tenants. Terry had met Mrs. Gray the day she negotiated with her for her services, and she needed no further guarantee of her perfect honesty than her small, pale face. She knew, too, that she could dust the dainties of her bric-a- brac and wash the filmiest of laces that she left for that purpose in her apartment when she went out In the morning because 1t was quite clear to anyone who saw Mrs. Gray that she was a woman who, had circumstances been different from what they actually were, might have been wearing the dainty laces and treading the most delicate of Oriental rugs herself.
 Surely Terry trusted her - that Is until the day that she came home un- expectedly at noon in order to get some matinee tickets that she had forgotten to take with her in the morning. On that day she chanced to be looking up toward the windows of her own rooms, when she saw there in her own bed room, not the figure of Mrs. Gray, but the figure of a man. Terry was not terrified at the idea of having bur glar In her house, but she did not relish the idea of entering that apart ment when she might encounter him. Her first thought was to report the in cldent to the nearest policeman, and 1t was with this idea in mind that she turned about and started around the block in search of such a dlgnltary. She thought better of her idea and de- cided to go alone to her apartment but by the time she reached home the burglar was gone. The apartment had apparently been visited by Mrs. Gray earlier In the day, for 1t was immacu- late and there was q fresh scent of soap and water about and the floor looked as if the oil had just been wiped up from it.
 Terry made a thorough search of her possessions, she counted her silver spoons and knives and forks and she counted the butter spreaders, but ap- parently nothing wss taken, nor did she miss anything as time went on. She looked under her bed and lounge and In each of the closets, but no one did she find. A strange burglar, in- deed, that would take nothing with him.
 Then came the day when she ac- ltually ran into the strange young man when she was coming unexpectedly to change her hat because what gave promise of being rainy day had turn ed out to be fair. She let herself in with her latch key and there really was no way for him to escape save out the front door. Being at bay the young man looked as if nothing at all ex-