South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-06-14

I while I'm gone. I owe you ten.
/ Here's twenty. Guess Smallwood
and Hayes'll keep you pretty busy
eh?"
"Uh-huh," she asseneted. taking
the proffered bill and holding il
lightly in her hand Hayes is do
! ing "A mountain piece. I'm a wild
nympb. Gby. Phil. see you later.
Let me know how 81 Perkins crops
are. b'gosh"
And with a laugh light as air, and
kissing the tips Of her fingers to
Lederer. the pretty model scam
pered from the room.
y sunbeam thrust its rays insist
emily in Pills closed eyes, he open
ed them. and sat up in bed with a
start. Then he remembered, in
Kaleidoscope array, the events of
the last "A hours, and smacked his
| lips approvingly in contemplation.
Bertram's rough and cordial greet
! ings, the ride in the buggy from
/ the station 10 Bertram's home, a
great big honey home-with wide
! porches, great spreading caves,
trees in profusion. then the warm
appetizlng supper-Ye Gods. but
hadn't he eaten.
He leapt from the bed and going
/ TO the window, threw it wide open
and his head back. devoured the
sweet, spring air Then he started.
/
/ grabbed his coat and drew it on
over his paiamaS. Not that the air
was cold. but directly opposite, out
| lined in a window in the house
| across the road. was a girl! In one
glance. lac took in her every feature,
and the more he looked, the more
/ he wanted TO.
Gee. but what halr-and what
eyes-and color! He shivered as he
thought OF the times he had looked
I up from his easel TO see Hazel dab
/ bling on war paint, as il there were
no natural supply in her own an
/ healthy body. Then the girl op-
/ posite had a caller. He came by a
strange entrance, and unannounced!
He alighted from the air on her
window sill and stayed there. A
pure white pigeon, or dove. At the
distance, Phil couldn't tell which
but one thing he could tell. That
the caller was a regular one was
evident, rs was also the terms of in
innate friendliness with the girl in
side, who now had raised her win
dow and held out crumbs invitingly
10 the bird, who nibbled happily
and unafraid. BY George, what a
picture, thought Lederer! He hus-
tied into his clothes, and i'm a jiffy
joined Bertram in the big dining
room below.
Bart, cried Lederer. addressing
his host by his old nickname. who's
that perfect little charmer across
the road?"
who dye mean" demanded
Bertram. amused. Little Jean
Garner. oh, just "a girl, that's all.
Just girl?" echoed Phil. in
whose tone scorn and suspicion we're
mixed. See here. Bart, she's not
er-your girl, is she?"
oh. no. demurred the other.
smilingly. She's just a neighbor.
that's all. Sometimes she poses for
me- She's little pretty. the type
that looks we'll on canvas"
"A little pretty?" again came
Phils amazed echo Why. you old
blind man. she's wonderful! Won
der II she'd pose for me? She look
ed great UP there just now. feeding
d dove or a pigeon, or whatever it
is. BY Jove. ] have il. The idea
came TO me on the wing Phil
waved his hands in the air. describ-
ing imaginary touches Of the brush.
Setting girls window. Girl
writes letter. breaking off with man
she's engaged TO. Then dove of
/ peace arrives. and girl holds in one
hand the letter, while she looks at
lovers picture undecidedIy. An
Idea on the Wing is the picture S
name There, how does that strike
you ="
"Old STUFF" remarked Bertram.
how5eit pleasantly. then noting
Phil's appointment. he hurried on.
Besides. there's a fy in the ONT
ment. Jean doesn't know thing
about love. She couldn't get the ex-
preston YOU want"
Then I'll teach her" was PhiTs
prompt retort
NO, you won't Bertram an
!svered promptly. Make her love
you and then jut her None OF
that
Phil looked AT his host in horror
and then drew himself up stinly.
I'm not that sort. he retorted
Jelly. T.
oh, ] was only joking his
friend fastened To- apologize. Their
noting Fhiis expression added
/. Come on over I'm introduce sou