The log cabin Democrat., 1921-05-10
An Angel Strayed From Heaven
By WILLIAM FALL.
Co. 1921, Western NewspapeE Unionl

: hlS bachelor apartment, and he ] scratched his head in evident perplex- ity.
 My dear George" his sister wrote, i've are III great trouble about Walter. 1 He has had a terrible quarrel with l his father about some dreadful actress whom he says he is engaged to be married to, and Philip-you know how ] nasty he iS-haS ordered him out of | the house. You know Walter may eX- 1 pect to inherit q comfortable fortune, and it is natural that this woman, Linda Manners, as she calls herself, should want to get her fingers on it. Now, George, you are man of forty five, and of ripe experience. She lives in your town. Can't you get to her and find out whether q sufficient induce ment would persuade her to leave l Walter alone? And don't forget to tell her that if she marries Walter he | won't get penny of his fathers for tune"
 There was a tap at the door and, as George Chapin put the letter aside, a ' looking boy in his early twenteS, and George was uncommonly proud of him.
 Hello, Walter" he said, rising and offering his hand. Sit down. So you've been getting into another scrape, eh?'
 Please don't allude to my fiancee, Miss Manners, as scrape, Uncle George replied the young man with dignity.
 well, Walter, we won't quarrel over words. But do you realize that you are up against a serious predica- ment? How are you going to earn a living if your father disinherits your
 Uncle" said the young man impress sively, If once you saw Linda-Miss Manners-I think you'd agree with me that she's worth sacrificing any amount of money for"
 Well, where is she?' his uncle asked.
 At the Lyric theater," answered his nephew. Say, uncle, what did mother write you?'
 "She wrote me that-oh, the devil, Walter, I'm no hand at intrigue. Read it. said his uncle, thrusting the letter into the others hands Walter Hampton read it and re- turned it with a grin. T can forgive the suggestion" he said, "because I know mother means well. Shes just nasty, that's all"
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 My dear nephew,n said thes other, you're going up to Escombe on that fishing trip you wrote me about and you're going to be gone three days, and you will neither see nor communi- cate with your inamorata until the time is past Otherwise I wash my hands of the affair.""
 Consequently it was without serious misgiyings that Walter Hampton went off on his fishing trip and though the time dragged wearily, he returned to town eager to hear his tiancee's praises from his unce's lips.
 His first surprise was when the door of the spacious apartment was opened by maid-a new maid in cap and apron, who looked at him inquiringly as though he had no business there
 "My uncle-Mr. Chapin Is he at home?' asked Walter.
 The maid hesitated "YeS, sir" she said at length, but Mrs. Chapin doesn't receive visitors"
 Mrs Chapin!" exclaimed the young man. ''Who is she?'
 Haven't you heard of Mir. Chapn's marriage, sirT simpered the maid. q believe 1t was very sudden, sir"
 Walter pushed past her, ran along the hall, and broke into the reception room without ceremony. A woman rose from a chair-Linda,
 Walter did not see the library door open. He rushed toward her. Linda '" he cried You here? You? What does this meanf You're married to my uncleT
 The elder man had come softly up and placed a hand on his shoulder George Chapin was smiling; his neph- cd was purple with fury. He flung himself upon his uncle, striking out wildly with his fists, and they fought all over the room till finally the other got him down, pressed his face into the sofa pillows, twisted his arms, and sat on him.
 Linda, my dear, come here" he said. shall tell this young idiot the truth, or will you?'
 The girl, who had retreated in fear to the farther corner of the room, now came forward There were tears in her eyes. but a smile played about her mouth. You tell him." she said.
 ''Then listen" said George Chapin Alice Manners-now Mrs. George Cha pin-is an old friend who had passed out of my life for years. We had a lovers quarrel long ago. That's why I've never married When I found