Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-09-28

hat and o" coat wh Wh,.s Chistine ,t ne, pvt on ner
ne asked IL she would like a tax,.
Christine laughed.
"Of course not. love walking"
DO your" said Jimmy. He was faint
ly surprised. Cynthia would never walk
step II she could help It. He wondered
at the difference in the two women.
They went to the park. II was a f,ne,
sunny afternoon, cold and crisp.
Christine wore soft brown furs, just
the color Of her eyes. Jimmy Challoner
thought, and realized that her eyes
would be very beautiful to a man who
liked dark eyes in preference to biue.
but--thoughts Of Cynthia came crowding
back again. II only he were with me-
instead Of this girl; IL only--Christine
touched his arm,
oh. Jimmy, look; Isn't that--isnt
that Miss FarrowH
Her voice was excited. She was look
ing eagerly across the grass to where q
woman and a man were walking TO-
gether beneath the trees.
Jimmy's heart leaped to his throat
for a moment II seemed to stop oeating.
Yes; it was Cynthia, right enough
Cynthia, with no trace OF the headache
with which she had excused herself TO
him only. that morning; Cynthia walk
ing with-with Henson Mortlake.
Christine spoke again, breathlessly.
rs II? oh! Is 1t Miss Farrow'
Yes" said Jimmy. hoarsely.
Cynthia had turned now. She and tne
to%ard Sn Il Jimmy 'aas Snd GsrH Christine 0A'N
As they drew nearer, .Cynthia,s eyes
swept the eager face and slim figure OF
the girl at .Jlmmy's side There was the
barest flicker Of her lids before she
Jimmy raised his hat. He was very
pale his mouth was set in unsmiling
lines,
"oh! She is lovely" said Christine
eagerly. II think she 10 even prettier
Off the stage than she Is on, don't you
Actresses SO seldom are, but she-oh
don't you think she is beautiful, JIM
my?" &C.
but that monosyliable hated himself
because of the storm Of emotion the
sight Of Cynthia had reused In his
heart.
She had looked calm and serene
enough; he wondered bitterly II she
ever thought of the hours they had
spent together, the times he had kissed
her, the future they had planned. He
set his teeth hard.
band still lived was no barrier to her
walking with Mortlake. He hated the
little bounder. He
who was that with herr" Christine
asked II don't like the looks Of him
very much. do hope she isn't going
She's married already" said Jimmy
He felt a sort Of impatience with Chris
tine; she was $3.50 childish, $3.50
immaturish. he thought
"And do you know her husband?" she
asked. She turned her beautiful eyes
| to his pale face.
i've never seen him." said Jimmy.
But should think he's a brute from
oh he treated her rottenly."
What shame!" Christine half
turned and looked after Cynthia Far
rows retreating figure. Jimmy,
tys,,, WSTldn,t Int, you yy be proud of such a beau
Jimmy laughed rather a mirthless
laugh.
"Penniless beggars like me don't mar
ry beautiful wives like-like Miss Far
| row." he said, with a sort of savagery
money, who can buy them motor cars
| and diamonds and all the rest of It."
His voice was hurt and angry. Chris
tine looked puzzled. She walked on a
little way silently. Then:
II shouldn't mind how poor man
was IL I loved him" she said.
Jimmy looked down at her Her face
was half hidden by the soft brown fur
she wore. but he could get just a
glimpse of dark lashes against her pale
N'''''J NeSi''S ~ ~
You won't always think that" he
told her. cynlcally. Some day. when
you're older and wiser than you are
now, you'll find yourself looking at the
Esd side of a man, Christine"
II never shall" she cried out. indig-
nantly. Jimmy. you are horrid !"
But Jimmy Challoner did not smile
Women are all the same" he told
her, darkly.
Oh, he was very. very Young indeed
was Jimmy Challoner!
There was a letter from the Great
Horatio" on Jimmy's plate the follow
ing morning Jimmy looked at the hand
maced.
The Great Horatio" seldom wrote
unless something were the matter. He
was a good many years older than
Jimmy and Jimmy held him In distinct
awe
He finished his breakfast before he
even thought of breaking the SEAL then
he took up the letter and carried It over
with him to the fire.
Jimmy Challoner was breakfasting in
his dressing gown. It was very seldom
that he managed to get entirely dressed
by the time breakfast was ready. He
sat down now in a big chair and stuck
his slippered feet to the warmth
He turned his brothers letter over
and over dlstastefully. What the deuce
did the old chap want now, he won-
dered He gave a sigh OF resignation,
and broke open the flap
He and the Great Horatio" had not |
met for two years
Horatio Ferdinand Challoner, to give |
him his full name, was a man whose |
health, or rather ill-health, was his
hobby
All his life he had firmly believed
himself to be In dying state all his
life he had lived moro or less at spas
or on the Riviera or at health resorts
of some kind or another.
He was nervous. irritable man. al
unlike Jimmy as 1t is possible for two
brothers to be.
For the last two years he had been
living In Australia He had undertaken
the voyage at the suggestion of some
and he had been so Ill during the six
weeks voyage that, so far, he had never
been able to summon sufficient pluck to
start home again.
Jimmy had roared with laughter
when he heard; he could so we'll i'm
AS a matter OF fact, II suited Jimmy
very we'll that the head of the family
should be so far removed from him.
He hated supervision he liked to feel
need not go in fear of running up
against Horatio Ferdinand at every
street corner
He read his brothers closely written
pages now with a long-suffering air.
Jimmy hated writing letters, and he
hated receiving them most things bored
him in these days he had been drifting
for so long, and under Cynthia Far
rows tuition he would very likely have
finally drifted altogether into slack.
nothing to do man about town, very
little good to himself or any one else.
Horatio Ferdinand wrote:
Dear James-(He hated abbreyia-
tions he would never allow people to