The daily Alaskan., 1922-04-27
THE PHOTOGRAPH
By MoLLlE MATHER

 YOU never have your picture taken Molne? l have not seen one in the house, and you would" Janeys eyes were caressing, make such a lovely picture"
 Miss Mollle DemIng, spInster, smiled
 No one would value my photo graph, unless 1t might be, you she replied. My relatives would doubt less write polite notes of appreciation when they received them, and reIe- g,.te them to some aforementioned cor ner."
 You know better than that" Janey jcered.
 She jumped 10 her feet.
 Anyway, want B picture and am solng to have It. You look especially lovely today, like some sweet shepherd ass lady, with your soft crinkly white hair, and your true-blue eyes. Poor Terry will be lad of a job. He really should have been an artist In the city. Sentiment, holding hlm here, alone pre- vented"
 Nellie Demlng laughed, when she and the girl Jane were al home again. 'Terry posed me so many times and was altogether painstaking, that ms efforts should be rewarded with sue cess" she said.
 "You looked" Janey unused, "so pretty, and, sort Of wIstfuh sitting there-MolIie! Do you know, that Is the way your eyes always Impress me bv their wlstfulness? Tell me, please, did you have an unhappy love affair." l wonder so much about you at tines I suppose, because love you. would be your cOntidante, NOllle.' The older woman gazHd tenderly, thoughtfully, Into the eager young face upraised to hers.
 People would tel you-you= own mother may have told you, Janey-that l was In a careless. minimizing way noted years agu for my cOnqueStS. It was at the time considered clever Co huuut ones captivating power. And I--weu, well, there were many young men who came 10 my uncIe's home, and l, uucle's ward and charge, played 6 merry game of hearts with them lnu my own heart ever untouched Ih the game. Some day, l hoped 10 find ny true love, 10 marry and settle | down 10 a life Of devotion. And when b. came. my own love, I knew him knew hIm instantly, by the thrill Of iuy that filled my days. And he loved ne. That, l did not doubt. Why doubt the sincerity of this man, when others nRd been sincere? l thiuk ] | lived In dream" Miss MoIIie's eyes were misty, across the years; still her voice tremhled It's sorrow. "l live ou in that dream of the past" she ended, sadly.
 Juney'S hands went out to her. He died theu?" she QuestIoned-"your lOver2"
 'I almost wish that l might tell you su." Nellie heSitated.
 @No," she added, flor the first time, 1 l will speak the truth. It WAS thought | that John Douglas, like others, had been Uhed. But one knew, and after John disappeared this friend of his came and told me the truth. It was | l whom John Douglas had tilted, 1 heartIessly, and with a purpose. The friend said that he had been instructed to tell ne that John deliberately planned my punishment, us he had deliberately, and oh, 50 skillfully, acted his part.
 He WAS charming in manner, you [ see, and well known for his winning way with women So, coming to our small town, and hearing Of my merry. nrycr-may-care firtatIOns, John Doug | las confidently and successfully planned i the retaliation of winning my own heart. 10 cast 1t as carelessly away. But this l could not guess, as he held me close in his arms and bade me goOdhy, until tomorrow.
 Tomorrow he promised gently, T will come back to you. Tomorrow, my dearest, watch for me-
 So. through all the tomorrow l have ! watched and waited; and have lived how wearIly no one may know-my punishment"
 | When Janey framed her friends photograph and placed 1t upon her dresser, she was moved dlstressfulIy later to hide that same photograph away. For the sadness of MOllle's pictured eyes had provoking trick of bringing quick tears to her own. "That man." exclaimed Janey con temptously. Fancy being true to the memory of such creature"
 Then one day, as Janey entered un- announced Miss Molle's sitting room, she faced a picture. And the two central figures facing the picture con tlnued, happily, oblIvIOus of her pres, ence.
 Tt was fate," the distinguished ap- bearing man was saying, and even In her astonishmeut Janey responded syinpathetically to the sincerity of that voice.
 "When l thought that had utterly lost you, MOllle-when the never-ceas. lng longing brought me back to this old town to view again, If only Ln secret, your face. l came upon that