Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-02
I WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY


and attracted by
DAVID SANGREE. poung American
" ethnoio0ist and cdr reterdn. amazed
BY changes IN manners and customs
q brought out bv the rdr. out inter.
80 cested in Cherry. His modest tnnds
ere tnrcsted .rith her father,
s 0yk MOHUN, n self. nade financial
leader. Too busy 10 think of MS
9. children he 'edres them to
4Rr. MOHrN. nho has successfully
4, cwifivd!ed the social side OF life.
BRUCE COVAN. a motorcdr sd lr'-
mdN. of Gaze man type. Of rhom
q, Cherry imugines she is cndm orod.
BOB MOHUN, son. is typtcn'y reck.
less youngster.
GEORGE LYCETT. cldcr'y chorus.
Z, phiiosophising ds the story dsreiop".
JOHN CHICHESTER. rhom .Mr'.
- Mohun rould Ike to call son.m.tam.
CHE couldn't dismiss him-nnd the
~ paths of the park were free.
'"Cherry." he was saying. i've G"t
"a tell you hcw sorry ! AIN. You were
cruel not TO let me. There isn't any
thing I wouldn't do To help YOU.
- "Whnt can you do: | suppose y"n
know" she said quite calmly, that
we're ruined
''Your fathers bus!ncss-ycs. but
-"
= "All OF us. We had nothing but that
mot n cent besides" And then. We
GOT to GO TO work.
"You.' he said incr'lulously.
Eyes. Why not?'
The announcement seemed ,o staeGcr
him. "Iou mean that you IL have
nothing? The houses .
"Nortgaged.' she said briefly. I'm,
I'm sick of talking about it,
GOOD heavens" he muttered SOM
"You might ms we'll know. Every
body will in time
She walked rapidly Will" he strobe
beside her. 1t seemed almost ns though
she were trying to get away from him.
Don't you think enough of me to
want to talk he asked.
~ understand. You didn't want to
see me because you didn't want to have
me observation-disclosures all this brings
Ms nearer together"
How calmly.
because you're poor. because YOU
won't be the fashionable Cherry Mo-
hun any longer--bccause III have
better right to marry YOU.
"You?'' she laughed. Il don't soc
that. never said I'll marry YOU.
never had any intention "t marrying
you when l had plenty. why should .
change my mind now!
because. We're both
He broke off and grippeL her arm as
though to hold her.
CHERRY! Marry me- Well get along
somehow
She shrugged her arm free of him,
laughing ncrvously.
mo. We'd be miserable. l hate to
be poor
"But if you're going to be poor any
way"
"How do you know that ! am:"
she shot at him.
He stared at her. frownins. What
do you mean by that
"Oh, nothing
''D0 you mean-' His voice sank
TO a note OF anger. "Iou don't mean
that you re thinking Of marrying that
-he gulped the words-"that damned.
handy legged, bandy-swillins little
"If you're speaking Of Mr.. Chi.
chester broke in Cherry coolly. I'D
1cmind you that he's friend of mine
"Arp you? Are you:' he insisted.
'Thinking OF marrying-just for his
money--a brute like that-a worn out |
49,"
II didn't say that was. You did,
"But that's what you mean /
"How do you know it is
"Well. I'm not going 10 let you .
marry him. Not while got a pair Of |
hands. I'll break him TO bits first"
Cherry thrilled gently. This was the .
sort of vaunting that always delighted
"How would that help If I married
the bits afterward?'
"Say. Cherry. don't Joke. I'm in
dead earnest. Tell me the truth. Are
you thinking of marrying Chrhc.ter:" .
I'm not thinking Of marrying any.
nody. But ! might have TO. can't .
Marry me. Cherry. Say you WILL"
he urged.
His ardor provoked her somehow. |.
Ehe couldn't resist the impression that
he was taking advantage Of the situa-
tion 10 gain his own ends--not hers. !
She felt that if she gave him the least
encouragement her individuality was
IN danger OF being merged in his ego
tism. That was it. He wanted her
not for herself--but for him.
"No.' she said firmly. WED fight .
like cat and dog. We don't even get .
along now. 1t would be worse if We
lived together" She grinned at the .
distant roof tops. "You'd be beating
me in less than II weel: and I'll murder
yOu in your sleep with n ilatron.'
"Say. Cherry! III be awfully good
to YOU"
"How much money do YOU make,
Bruce" she asked judicially.
"a hundred week. And when
the market il gOod-'
"But the market isn't good. You
haven't sold Magnificent in month.
You couldn't even sell mine for me
right now. Could you?"
"Cm-l don't know. | might" he .
They were not attune. But then, rs
Cherry reminded herself, they had sell
dom been of late. Subtly, they at
yet more subtly even, they
lrritated, each other. For weeks now
Dhe had not seen Bruce Cowan nor felt
the need Of him, but with his appear
ance she had felt the swift rush Of old
old antipathies, old dis
esetions. He tempted her to the duel
. old as the sexes which she fought