Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-09-22

(which would you rather think it?"
the strange girl asked, looking sravely
"Well. to mc--I'm an old fashioned
chap-suicide always suggests coward
ice. and Doc Waring was no coward,
that I'll swear!"
mo, he was not
How do you know?'
Miss Mystery started at the sudden
question. l.
II heard him lecture. you know"
she returned and, too. I saw him in
his home-Sundny afternoon--and he
seemed n fine mana fine man.
well. Miss Austin," Old Salt rose
to 30. "1'm free to confess you're a
mystery to me, consider myself n
fair Judge of men--yes. and Of women,
but when slip Of a girl like you nets
so strange. cant make 1t out. Now,
I happen TO know---'
He paused at the panic. stricken look
on her face. and lamely concluded:
'Never mlnd--I won't tell
With which cryptic remark he went
"Well. what you been saying to
her: demanded his nggrieved spouse, /,
MS the Adamses met in their own little |
sitting room.
and his troubled eyes looked at her
wro11 pleadlnFIy; Him., y don't think she's
We'll, do. And maybe a whole lot
wrong. Why. snltonstnll. Miss Bas.
com says she saw Miss Austin traipsirg
across the fold late Sunday night"
She didn't. l don't believe n word
of it She's n meddling old maid--u
snoopins busy body"
There, now, you carry on like that
because you're afraid we viii discover
something wrong about Miss Mystery"
Look here, Esther" Adams spoke
sternly; 'you remember she's n young
her, hereabouts. Now. you know what
Robbery few words can kick up.
And we don't want that poor child's
name touched by breath of idle gossip
that isn't true. I don't believe Liza
Bascom saw her out on Sunday night.
don't even believe she thought she
did,"
We'll, believe it. Liza Bascom's
no foOl--''
shes worse. she's knave! And
she hates Miss Austin. and she'd say
girl"
But, Salt. she says she saw Miss
Austin. oil in her fur coat and cap,
going cross lot, to the Waring house
Sunday erening--late.'
Can she prove it?'
81 don't know about that. But she
saw her
How does she know it was Miss
Austin?. 1t might have been SOMEBODY
who looked like her"
''Tou know those footprints
THE Jap's:'
"You cunt ay they're the Jap's.
| Ioss "a "
girls"
Esther 80 Old Saltonstall Adams
rose in hi' wrath. you ought to be
ashamed of yourself to let that girls
name get into the Wnring matter at all
Even II she did go out Sunday night. Y
Miss Basccm did sec her. you keep still
about it. II that girls wrong it.ll b'
discovered without our help. II she
isn't. we must not be the ones to bring
her into notice.
co.is IsAs sn, ePg,4r' sS!,,!, 'e-'e implicated
"NO." he thundcrcd. Esther, go,
as;ound me. That Bascom woman ha'
: turned your brain. She's viper, that's
: what she is.'
He stormed out of the room. nm,
getting into his great coat, trampct
; down to tho village.
A Love Letter
Gordon LOCKWOOD was in his room
This was much to the annoyance OF
Callie. the impatient chambermaid, wht
, wanted to get her work done.
. Lockwood was himself impatient tt
, get over to the Waring house. for he
had much to do with the mass OF in.
. coming mail and the necessary inter
views with reporters and other callers
Yet he tarried. IN his pleasant bed
room at Mrs. Adams, his door securely
e locked md his own attitude one OF
, stupefaction.
4 For the hundredth time he reread the
crumpled paper that he had taken from
y the study wastehaskct under the verJ
a nose of Detective Morton.
Had that slcuth been little NOR,
worthy of his profession he never woult
J, | have allowed the barefaced theft.
y And now that Lockwood had II h'
. scarce knew what to do with It.
And truly 1t was an astonishing mis-
. sive.
;. For it read thus:
u my Darling Anita:
IS AT the first glance Of your brown
eyes this afternoon love was born In m!
a heart. Life is worth livins-with yo'
Is in the world And yet
t That was all. The unfinished lette
had been crumpled into a ball ant
e thrown in the basket. Had anothe
been started-nnd completed? lIa'
,. Anita Austin received it-and was tha
II why she kept to her room for two days
Was she n--he hated the word!-'
! vamp? Had she secretly become &C
l quainted with John Waring during he
?. presence In Corinth, and had s.
It charmed him that he wrote to her thus
n. bod they known caCh other before