The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1918-10-11
LOVES WITCHERY
BY LEE vERoNE ALLAN.

Sa1d dudley North, shaking hands will
a companion in a passenger coach.
Don't speak OF it. I'm only glat
that the people at Hillside won't b.
disappointed. Remember, though, yol
are Robert Wade.'
1--we got my lesson by heart
laughed the other.
| Aimlessly drifting, leaving it te
chance where he would land, Dudley
North had entered into q casual con
versation with his seat mate on the
train. The latter had told him that he
| was bound for Weston, but he had in
tended going to Hillside up to that
| morning.
you see," he explained, Some peo-
| pie at Hillside sent to an agency in
the city for a chauffeur. I agreed to
take the position. Only this morning,
though, an old employer sent for me.
Sorry to disappoint the agency and the
| Worthingtons. They expect me on this
| train"
"See here" interposed North, II
want work. Wonder If / couldn't fit
in?' And an hour later, fully posted,
he arrived at the station of the little
town of Hillside. In the distance q
lake showed, surrounded by fine resi-
dences. An automobile stood at the
edge of the platform. From it a young
| man with a satchel fastened to catch
the train and directed the quick query
to the one passenger alighted:
"You the new chauffeur p and North
bowed assentingly.
"All right, there's the car. My sis
tiers are over at the store" Then he
was gone, and crossing the street the
sweetest little specimen of girlish love-
Illness came tripping up to the machine.
"Oh, the new chauffeur?" she spoke.
MY sister Hortense will be here in a
minute or two. You don't know the
ways around her, of course?"
ut will not take me long to learn"
submitted North.
mo, and I'll help you," chartered on
Miss Gladys Worthington. It'll call
out right or left Just before we
reach turn"
II shall certainly be Obliged" said
the very human Gladys had inculcated,
became CONCEALED as her queenly sis
ter appeared and with chilling hauteur
spoke the mandatory word: Home"
There was a winding road, then two
junction thoroughfares. Right" d.
rected a silvery voice; another turn,
and Left
"Gladys, you annoy me-" spoke the
naughty Miss Hortense.
you'd be worse annoyed if Mr..
Wade-that is your name believe
took you out of your way"
"Our chauffeur can be instructed by
the butler" planned Miss Hortense
frigidly.
After that North was always glad
when Gladys was the sole passenger IN
the car.
"Mr. Wade" she said one day, when
he had halted the machine at the side
of lonely country road while some
little children, guests of Gladys, were
gathering flowers, would you feel
bored if l read you some jinsles 1 have
been trying to whip into shape for a
club paper group of us have started?"
81 should be greatly pleased"
North, and the pure, clear |
sentiments enunciated by the rhymes |
showed the true innocence and ingenu- |
BUSINESS of this unspolIed daughter of |
the rich. North forgot himself in sug- |
costing corrections, in perfecting the |
rhymes of the little poem.
"Why, Mr.. Wade" she exclaimed, !
you must have read and studied a
great deal to know all that!" and he /
liscerned an awakening suspicion in |
her mind that he, was not what he pur- |
ported to be. The barrier of their |
widely separated social status was |
broken down when, one |
lay, reckless driver collided with |
heir car, and, but for Wade Selling |
3ladys and leaping with her to safety |
It the risk of his own life, hers would |
AVE been sacrificed.
All this led to natural resutt-Dud- |
ey North had met his fate and could
ot resist telling Gladys that he loved
er. He told her also that he could
~ iSi1nih hCdl Hct III ldlst RoSltlou.
If his past he divulged nothing He
7ould go away and make something
etter of himself than an unambitious
hauffeur. Then Gladys wept softly,
ut told him that she would follow him
, the ends of the world at his word.
North had advised Mr.. Worthington
lat he would give up his position on
certain day. The one preceding
Hiss Hortense ordered him ID drive
, the depot for a guest. North gave
great start as the guest in question
rived on the train. The latter stood
,ellbound, staring at him from the
atform. He was an old man, stern,
verbearing in his presentment, but
kindly stirred him at the
ght of North-the son whom heshad
mt adrift after a senseless quarrel.
"SoP' he said, but with a slight
itch in his voice, "menial labor, is
2"
rs that dishonorable7'' calmly ques- :
oned Dudley. ''The machine is ready
r you, SIR"
"Sir?' repeated Mr.. Gerald North.
tinge of bitterness in his tone.
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