Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-04-24
THE HEART BREAKER
A REAL AMERICAN LOVE STORY
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER

the wall in front of her until the
good-natured laugh of her employer
brought her to an appreciation of
her surroundings.
WELL" Mr.. Pearson said teasingly,
Just how many of your thoughts
VIII you sell for a penny?"
lie beg your pardon!" the girl ex-
Claimed, sitting up very straight.
You are not a sleep-w walker, are
you, Miss Brent?" her employer ral-
lied her II have spoken to you
three times and you never blinked
an eyelash."
II was just thinking" was the
confused reply.
IF | were a mean old person
which ] am not" the man con-
tlnued, I'D say something disagree
able to a good-looking young man
who takes my secretary out to lun-
cheon at the Harland-(Oh, yes, my
dear, | was there, tooO-and bring
her back in a comatose condition.
VIII you take these letters now" he
added hastily as the girl blushed.
When. office hours ended. Honora
Brent closed her desk and started
| for home, the thought of Mildred,
and of the problem that she had
become within the past few weeks,
was uppermost in her mind.
| A Real Lesson Needed
I To herself the older girl con-
| fessed that she was at her wits end.
The little sister" of whom 81 e had
always thought as of one to be
guided and directed, was now de-
terminedly doing exactly as she
pleased without regard for appear
| ances or the deeper things that lay
oehlnd them. Always vain and self
Wiiled, she was now complete mis-
tress of her actions, and Honora
realized that seedlings and pleadings
would do no good.
What she needs is real lesson" !"
she said sternly to herself, all the
time conscious that it was just such
a lesson that she dreaded for the
chiid. "A real lesson" she repeated,
or severe punishment. And | can
not give her either" she added smiI-
ingly brimly.
Mrs. Higgins was standing at the
front door when Honora reached
home. -
L was just looking for the even
ing paper the matron explained.
I'm always anxious to get the Star
and see just what those Germans
have done. The newsboy gets here
later each day, I really believe"
Honora asked if Mildred was in.
She came in about 3 o'clock"
Mrs. Higgins said, although I was
surprised to see her away from the
office at that time. But she said
she had to take her blue dress to
the tailor to be altered at once. She
took 1T out in your suitcase, by the
way"
spasm of alarm gripped Honora
but she said nothing and ran on up
stairs. When she entered her room
ana looked about the familiar place
her ridiculous fears subsidized. AsI
she removed her hat and laid her
hatpins on the tray on her bureau
her hand touched an envelope living
there. There was no superscription
on 1T, yet her fingers trembled as
she opened it.
when she read it. she groped for
a chair and sat down Imply, the
letter dangling from her hand,
Dear Sister," the message had
run, I am leaving to marry Tom.
Chandler before he goes overseas, |
He loves me and I am proud to have
a soldier for a husband. You won't
see me until after the wedding.
Both of us hope you won't be angry.
Love. Mildred"
rap at the door made Honora
thrust the letter into her bosom.
come I'M" she called unsteadily.
Mrs. Higgins stood on the thres-
hold, the evening paper in her hand.
isn't this awful about young
Chandler" she exclaimed.
What about him?" Honora de-
manded, springing. TO her feet.
In respone, Mrs. Higgins held out
the paper, the front page uppermost
Sergeant Thomas Chandler Sued
For Divorced" ran the glaring head
lines
To Be Contiucd.