Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-08-30
DAILY NOVELETTE,
JEANNE'S PRINCE
CHARMING
Ry Genrgia f. Harris
BY Georgia f. Harris

TIHB vacant mansion across the street
u half, hidden by shrubbery, had al
vays been a center Of curiosity for the
girls at Madame Hawley's Seminary
When painters, carpenters and elec'
tricians arrived. and repair work began
curiosity grew deeper, but it turned
into deep chagrin upon learning that
the owner, was was a grouchy person
age. it was reported, intended, living
there himself.
Wouldn't you Just love to explore
that placer" Jeanne had cried, enthusl
asticslly.
"where there's WILL" Leah drawled
lazily.
It was there and then that the idea
originated to enter the mansion on
Halloween.
Everything progressed splendidly
the painter had been .bribed to lend a
key, and the adventure promised to
be a "howling success"
With muffled laughter and cautious
whispers the girls stole up the drive
way until they stood before the great
white house. cleaning like a marble
fairy palace in the moonlight.
Now, not sound" cautioned
Jeanne as she mounted the steps, close
| ly followed by the others.
'1'm bout scared to DEATH con-
fessed Beth.
Suppose something should happen"'
Eve whispered, tragically.
Jeanne gave them scornful glance
and fearlessly turned the key in the
lock. The door opened so noiselessly
that it seemed as though ghostlike
hands had grasped the knob.
"Now," whispered Jeanne, "I'm to
walk up the stairs, through the corri-
dor, into the stained glass window
room, light my candle thereeand return
to the staircase
All nodded assent and Jeanne stepped
into the uncarpeted hall and closed the
door behind her. Finding the bannis
ter, she slowly assembled the staircase,
but upon reaching the top her courage
forsook her, as in the bright moonlight
she could clearly distinguish the closed
door of stained glass window room.
1t was very timid girl who finally
opened the door and stepped into the
room. She hesitated a second then
bravely struck match and lighted her
candle. She paused a moment to look
at her cherished room; then an ex-
preston of terror came into her eyes
as she beheld a>man. seated before the
fireplace, calmly watching her.
She gaZed at him. feeling powerless
to move, until an apologetic cough
brought her to her senses. and. dron =
ping the candle and mirror. she fled
into the corridor. But. alas! inst As
she reached the staircase she missed
her footing, and down the stairs she
tumbled, falling in helpless heap on
the floor below.
The girls in the shadow of the
veranda heard the dull thud with
startled misgivings, and sprang for tbe
door. Before they reached it, however,
the inner hall was flooded with light
and they peered in to see the figure of a
man pick the hapless adventures from
the hoor. From the shelter of the
strange young mans arms, Jeanne, with
very white face, smiled rather
weakly.
well, my. name is Richard Bryce.
but the main thing to be thought of is
getting the young lady to doctor. NV
machine is in the garage, if Won
will But glancing at Jeanne's
pale countenance drawn with pain, he
hurried away.
Girls this from Jeanne YEARLY.
the name Bryce, why he's the owner"
The merry twinkle in the young mans
eyes, as he assisted them in making
Jeanne comfortable in the car, dispelled
their fears, and by Che time they had
reached the doctor, the whole story had
been told, at which the stranger laughed
heartily.
1t proved to be fracture, and it was
some time before Jeanne was herself
again. OF course, she was treated like
heroine by her faithful followers. and
Richard Bryce, who was the owner of
the mansion, found it necessary to in
spect the work very often, and incl
dentally to visit the conyalescent ma
tlent. This caused many comments
among the girls, and when Jeanne was
w ShJoS iohS IlutS III Jne wonder
full machine, fashions of wedding recep-
tion frocks found their way into
Madame Hawley's Seminary long be-
fore Jeanne displayed the magnificent
solitaire.
1t was year later when the white
mansion was ablaze with lights and the
sounds of CHEEKY laughter and song
hoated out on the night air.
Into the stained glass window room
two people softly stole, and Jeanne, for
1t was she, switched off the lights and
brushed back the curtains to let the
moonlight radiate the room, then turned
to her companion with a happy little
laugh.
almost the very same night" she
whispered softly.
And the very same GIRL" he an
swered, as he gathered her in his arms.
The childish voice of Beth came to
them from the corridor.
DO you suppose could fall grace
fully, you know mean without break
ing my neck?"
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