Arizona republican., 1921-11-27

Colin take you home. River road, Colin"
 .Yes, sir" said Colin. He was a thin, pale man with a cough. not a regular chauffeur at all. But he could driyei Jo, beside him in the roadster, watched with amaZement as he skill fully threaded the tangle of traffic in Water street and sped out upon the beautiful river road. She was cer- tainly being taken home by a most roundabout way, but she enjoyed it. It was indeed her first intimate ex- perience with an automobile. Sne watched Collins hands and feet ana the thought came to her: why, l could do that."
 Her father had been a machinlst. The sharp March wind blew color III to her face and oosened her fair halr Out of the corner of his eye Colin glanced at her admiringly. "ls learn ing to drive a very difficult thing she demanded.
 aNo. ma'am. You just got to keep your head every second, that all, You wouldn't think 1t, but they say women make the best drivers.
 sIndeed." Jos tone was full of de- light.
 .sWomen mind details more than men and driving Is all detail. Why, I'd never even rode in one Of the things when the doctor set me to learning his. You see, I'd had a spell of bad luck-sickness and my Jop turned over to some one else. l was a boiIermaker. Doc, he got hold or me. He's @ great man, Doc kerfigan is. He gave me new interest III life"
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 Inst then the car approached mo tor sales stable at which string or new shining cars were juft arriving
 aJust off the train," Colin salo. iarbat's an awful good make
 Jo iuterupted Let me get out there, please she said.
 It all happened so quickly that Jo felt rather stunned. She was the owner of a cara big seven -passenser car Why a seven passenger car she con1s not tell. AS matter or iact, tba salesman and not she had oone inc selecting. The rest of the after- noon she spent in trying to learn something about driving. She na9 1 the inherited love of machinery, anu tba mechanican said he hao heVei had SO apt pupil He saiu it, sou' r,-it,~,,7t flattery. The third day wnell To returned tU hci ,. r<,,x,5 after a. long, exciting lesson, sne ha- that her firm had called twice in nIsa nes absence and left a command tle. siie should call them up.
 In the three days that she had not been going to the office her work had slinned away into the category Of essentials. She had found that sbe could live without it. She told Mr Mercer so when he called up. Yo,i'd best hire somebody to take my uIace. I'm not coming back, sne said.
 Even as she spoke she wondered at herself. But there was the car. She had it and must learn it. More over, 1t was facinating her to the extinction of all else. A few days more and she was running it herself. She learned a route of quiet streets by which she could reach the country. The collaboration of exercise in the open air was better than any tonic And her heart! But she never thought of that now.
 It was on one of these country roads that she found the little house of her dreams-a white house among the trees with a grassy knoll for a backyard. On the gate post was a sign: "For sale. Inquire within
 A woman opened the door-a tiny. white sorry looking woman, so fine that 1t seemed a breath could blow her away, On the floor behind her sat a pair of babies. big. rosy cherubs, all smiles and dimples. A little girl of