Judsonia weekly advance., 1920-04-01

ltel the papers? Nou mustn't do that Think of what lf means-the dis grace-a shooting 9fair, almost, in our home. Think of me, Your mother"
 "I'll think of you on one considera- tion-that you explaiY what happened Inst night and tell me where Dave Elden is"
 T can't explain. I don't know. And
 don't know-'
 And you don't want 10 know. And you don't care, so long as you can keep 1 [ out of the papers. I do. I'm going
 .o find out the facts about this, if KAery paper in the country should .Npt them. Hello, Yes, I want to spClk to Miss Morrison"
 r-lAa few words she explained Dave's sudden disappearance, stripping the incident of all but vital facts Bert Morrison was all sympathy. It's a pig story, you know" she said, "but we won't think of it that way. Not ] line, 90 far as l am concerned. Edith Duncan is the girl we need. A sort of adopted sister to Dave. She may know more than any of us."
 But Edith knew absolutely nothing; i; nothing except that her own heart was thrown into turmoil of emotions. She spent the day and the evening downtown, rotating about the points where Dave might likely be found. And the next morning she called on Irene Hardy.
 In spite of all efforts at self-control she trembled as she pressed the bell. She had never met Irene Hardy; it was going to be a strange experience, introducing herself to the woman who had been preferred over her and who had apparently proved so unworthy of that preferenee.
 She had difNcult things to saS, and even while she\ \said them she must fight a battle to\ the death with the jealousy of her Natural womanhood. And she must be Very, very careful that in saying things which were hard to say she did not Say hard things. And, most difficult of aN, she must try to pave the way to a reconciliation be- tween Dave and the womS,I who stood between her and happiness
 Irene attended the door, as was her custom. Her eyes took in EdNh's f9ce and figure with mild surpriseA Edith was conscious of the processA oS a quick intellect endeavoring to classify her-solicitor, music teacher, btsi- ness girl? And in that moments pf pause she saw Irene's eyes and \ strange commotion of feeling surged through her. So this was the woman Dave had chosen to lovel <
 No; one does not choose whom one will love; one loves without choosing. Edith was conscious of that; she knew that in her own life. And even as she looked this first time upon Irene she became aware of subtle attraction gathering about her; she felt some- thing of that power which had lheld Dave to single course through all theseN> years. And suddenly 4 great new trnth was born in Edith Duncan. Suddenly sne realized that ifthe steel at any time prove unfaitAful to the magnet the fault lies noF in the steel but in the magnet. Syhnt change of view, what reversion fof all accepted things came with the Realization of that truth which roots down into the bedrock of all naturel \.
 Wont you come i'm" Ihene was saying. Her voice was sweet land Diu- sical, but there was a note of Nsadness in 1t which set responsive Schords a-tremble all through Ediths he, .lt.
 q am Edith Duncan" she m3Anaged to say. "T-I think ! have sopbething to say that may interest you'
 There was quick leap il vene's syes; the leap of that intui