The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1919-06-10

built pavilion for free movies, and
made new bid for night sales. Bob
gritted his teeth and grudgingly ar
ranged to be on hand three nights
J week.
And on the remaining four nights
Helen>slowly discovered a new cloud
on their horizon Of happiness.
"He seems distrait," she confided
| unhappily to her mother. IL don't
/ believe he loves me any more"
'Why?" asked her mother, sagely
concealing a smile.
"He doesn't tell me so any more,'
| pouted Helen. HE wouldn't even adj
NIT my dress was pretty. When /
asked him he just grunted and told
me not to be silly. IL believe he's
got another-girl."
Maybe he's run out of endearing
words" suggested that wise old lady.
"Or maybe he's looking around little
now that he's making money. But l
! guess he's getting tired and jaded.
| Wait a while and see"
| So Helen waited, but as time drew
on matters seemed to be getting worse
Even his presents grew fewer and his
manner more reserved, until Helen
could stand it no longer. There must
be another girl, she decided. The
question arose, should she ask him
about 1t? Nonsense, she unused, what
would be the use? He'd deny it. She'd
! have him watched-that was 1t. And
then she shuddered. What let any
body know how much she cared?
Never! But realizing her need of an
| ally she consulted her best friend,
| Doris Clayton, and Doris drew her ia
Their into the plan. Sure, Mr.. Clayton
would help her. He had an idea, he
| Omitted, but 1t would take nerve
ellen assured him she had plenty of
t. And so they got their heads to-
her.
At 2 80 the following afternoon a
party of three waited for a Marley
Heights bus at the end of the Eighth
avenue line. Opposite them a huge
sign eighty feet high blazed forth in
golden letters the tremendous oppor-
tunity at Marley Heights, with It's
wide streets, modern sewerage and its
bound-to-rise values.
"Ughl" shuddered one Of the party,
slender young woman in heavy wild
owls weeds. II hate to look at it..
Sup-suppose he finds me out?"
HE won't, my DEAR" Doris reas-
sured her, "if you'll let me do the talk
| ing. He doesn't know me nor dad,
and besides daddy will wait In the Of
fee. He knows Mr.. Bartwell intimate
Iy-hes the manager"
Almost Immediately an ornate limou-
| sine, labeled in smart gray lettering,
Direct to Marley Heights" drew into
view and an alert young chauffeur II
Respondent uniform opened the dool
invitingly to Helen and her party. FL,
then offered them a handsome box Of
chocolates.
\, Something to regale yourselve:
with during the short ride" he tolt
them smilingly. "Our company wishes
Its guests to be content" And hi
leaped into his seat and drove off. Ev
cry fifteen feet a huge sign greeted
their gaze, proclaiming the mammoth
possibilities of this coming metropolis
Marley Heights. And then the ma
chine entered long court of honor
tall, white-painted columns-labelet
''The Road to Wealth" And as if mys
tically warned of their approach thu
strains of a brass band greeted then
as they rolled into a large open space
which the signposts called 'Th'
Square"
Helen's heart gave little tug a!
Bob Wakefield, with winning smile
and Immediately groomed, hastene(
toward them. Helen and Doris me
him, while Mr.. Clayton turned toward
the Office.
"Welcome to Marley Heights, la
dies" he greeted them oilily, and Hell
en- shivered-he hadn't been that nice
to her lately. "Will you follow me-?
And then, as he showed them ovel
the vast tract, explaining volubly 1T
many advantages, Helen started t
grow distrustful of both. 1t seemed
patent to her that Doris was flirting
with Bob-her Bob.
"The greatest chance in your life
MISS" Bob was saying. you ant
your mother should locate here. You
viii pardon me, I'm sure, If say 1t
but I'm only human. A pretty cir
like you ought to do what she can t.
keep looking attractive. And what Il