New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1919-09-19

His feet were beautiful on the rug of
the presidents office.
Bayard felt so kindly to all the
world that he hurried to the hospital
10 scatter good news like flowers over
Leila's couch. She was In that huinor
when anybody else's good fortune was
an added grief to her.
I'm no use TO you now" she walled.
II never was much. But at least
dressed and kept looking At. And you
said | was pretty. But now on
Bayard, Bayardi You used Ia call me
beautiful, and | tried to be beautlfui
for you. But now To be ugly ana
useless both-it's too much!
Wise pathfinders say that when you
are wandering in strange country you
should urn every now and then II
look back Mt the way you came. III
wears IA different aspect entirely from
It's look as you approached, II you
will need Ia know how 1t VIII LOOK
when you return.
From childhood on. Leila had been
warned against extravagance-aS Bay
ard had, as have we all. But only
now that She was looking backward
could She realize the wisdom, the In
tolerable truth Of the adage, Waste
not. want not"
Meanwhile Daphne vas having so
different a history that she felt
ashamed. 1t seemed unfair to her To
get we'll quickly and with no blemish
except n scar or two that would not
show. while Leila hung between death
and deformIty.
But seeing Bayard alone and hear
ing Leila fret. she felt confirmed In
her belief that she had done the whole
some thing when she Joined the labor
ing classes. There We're discourage
mentS without cease yet Daphne was
learning what a remedy for how many
troubles there Is In work Ii seemed
Ia be almost panacea. IL was exciting,
|fatlgulng, alarming, but II was objec-
tive. She was on her way at last to
that fifty thousand II year she had
dreamed Of. She was uncertain yet of
earning a thousand II year. but she
was on the road.
Clay Wimburn, seeking chances In
the West, did not see the New York
papers or any other record of Daph-
mes accident. When he got back to
New York, his pockets full of con
tracts, Bayard, equally successful,
greeted him enthusiastically. Then he
learned Of the accident and the fact
that Daphne vas sin trade" lie was
indignant Mt the news and wanted to
see her at once.
Bayard gave him the address, and
Clay wasted no time asking further
questions. lie made haste to the sub
way, Tuning; left the train at the
Grand Central station and climbed up
To "A taxlcab.
Then he found Daphne.
She leo him into "A little shop empty
Of everything but the debris Of re-
moval.
"Where are wet" said Clay.
''This was my shop"
"What's the matterf Busted al
readyY" Clay asked. with II not unfiat-
tering cheerfulness.
Not in the least" Daphne ex-
planned. We've expanded NJ fast we
had to move. We sublet and moved
across the street.
"You remember Mrs. Chivvis, don't
you? Mrs. Chivvis. you haven't for
gotten Mr.. Wimburn. He's kept away
so long you might have. though.
Whcrc've you been. Clay? But wait
you can tell me on the way over to
the new shop"
When she led him into her new en-
porium the graceful fabrics displayed
were all red rags To him. He was "A
bull In n crimson shop.
Daphne made Clay sit down and
asked him If II were not all perfectly
lovely. lie waited until Mrs. chivvis
went on to the workroom. He Ind n
glimpse of a number of girls and
women on sewing bent. 1ney were
laughing and chattering.
lie answered. ITS perfectly loath-
some"
Instead Of resenting this insult
Daphne laughed till she fell against