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wonderful view! The blue sky,
the fleecy. white clouds, and the
magnificent steeples. Do you hap
pen to know the buildings they
top?"
A CHANGE OF HEART.
Instantly Marian Wayne stiff.
fened. Her entire attitude seemed
to say. IT don't want to be . little
gray roof. l want to be a steeple.
want the applause Of the world"
The successful business man
read every word in her attitude
and his eyes saddened. Then he
did a brave thing. He rose and
crossed to the successful woman.
Margaret" he said. you haven't
forgotten?"
That was all he said. But their
clasped hands. the look of suffer.
ing in the successful woman's
eyes and In his own told. O. asstory
every word Of which Marian
Wayne read. She stared at them
until the man left the room. and
the woman tried to regain her
composure and talk to her friend.
And then Marian turned to jack.
Tear this letter up" she
choked, handing him the crested
envelope. The steeples are built
on a foundation OF pain. I want
to stay in the range Of happiness
and be Just a little gray roof.
Let's got married this afternoon
before can change my mind and
be foolish again."
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bold and fiercely passionate. al
ways colorful.
He felt. when at last she had
vanished. that he had been plung-
ed back into the drab monotony
of inartistic America after
glimpse of Spanish beauty and
passion and romance. All these
Lula Castellano had brought
with her from-ah. yes--from
Andaiusia. He was sure that was
her home. The liquid syiiables
were like her, and Andalusian
women were accounted the most
beautiful in Spain.
Suddenly he knew that he must
see her again-must speak to her.
must look into those marvellous
eyes-and hurriedly making his
way behind the scenes, he sought
the manager, who was an ac.
quaintance of long standing, and
asked for an introduction. n
'Sure!'' answered the other, and
led the way to . draughty cor
ner near the door where Luiza
Castellano stood. dressed for the
street in a long, dark cloak and
a gown of gauzy black.
Make you acquainted with Mr..
Ashton" hastily mumbled the
manager. whose mind was else
where "He liked your act"
Lula Castellano murmured .
greeting and gave Ashton q look
from those unfathomable eyes
which made the blood race through
his veins and his heart perform
curious evolutions.
II want you to know how won.
derful l thought your dancing" he
said enthusiastically. 1T was this
poetry of motion, an incarnation
of the spirit OF Spain. Over here.
in America. we are too cold and
restrained to really dance. wish
I could tell you in Spanish how
much admire your art and ask
II am right In thinking that you
came from Andalusia."
Luiza .Castellano's red lips curv-
+. ed into a smile. but the smile was
a trifle vague. "Geew her lovely
voice replied. "Ill tell the world
that you're some gloom dispeller.
But I'm glad you didn't throw
those bouquets at me in Spanish.
because wouldn't have caught on.
And i don't come from Andalusia.
wherever that is. but from Damer-
iscotta. Me. / used to work in the
mills, but this pays better, though
believe me-" she added feelingly,
training for dancer takes q long
time and is awfully hard work"
Incapable of speech, Ashton
stared at her, and she turned to
Jose Miramon. who at that mo-
ment approached them. II guess
my husband and I had better beat
II back to the hotel" she said
briskly. Goodnight. Mr.. Ashton;
so glad you liked our act"
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BY MABEL MCKEE.

NYOw this happened In one Of
III the city's contest Of tea
l. Y rooms. The slender. youth
full mattresses In black dresses,
white aprons, and with conven-
tional smiles did not dream there
was a tragedy brewing In the
room. Nor did any Of the people
there at that noon hour except
Marian Hollis. And she was sit.
ting at one Of the table windows
waiting for Jack Martin.
The letter she had written the
concert manager was In her hand.
Cuiiousiy she looked around the
room and nodded at some people
she know. They were frankly
staring at her. They knew, too.
that a concert leader had heard
her sing in a recent State enter.
tainment and had offered her q
wonderful position.
And they were all asking In
their hearts this question, We'll.
Marian Hollis, what are you 80
ing to do about it?"
A music teacher. fiat chested.
stopped and mddle-aged. crossed
to Marian's table. 81 want to
congr ulate you, my DEAR" she
said. "and hope all your dreams
como true. A long time aeo I.
too. had dreams"
with difficulty Marian ~
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the room. mo use to ask you IL
you've made up your mind yet."
he began. I've made 1t up for
you"
BOYISHLY CERTAIN.
For answer. Marian raised q let
ter. 1t was addressed to the con-
, cert leader. IT told him I would
come,Y she said.
But the letter isn't mailed
yet" he was boyishly certain Of
his ground.
Suddenly after the waitress had
placed their soup, she touched
Jacks arm. Look out of the
window" she said. See the roofs
out there; the house roofs all SO
much alike and the others 30 dif.
ferent. The former remind me Of
people we know - people who
aren't successful: all made Of the
same pattern, all living and dying
without any notice of the world.
All Of them receive from It no
more attention than do any Of
those ordinary roofs down there.
But think Of the steeples."
The successful business man at
the next table ratified his paper
and was then still. He had heard
every word of Marian's monologue.
He had not meant to listen. but
right then he caught the low.
earnest words Js6k ives saying.
He was showing Marian the
friendly maple trees. the pretty
poplars, the little red chimneys.
the vines with the red berries, all
vital parts Of the homes the
friendly low roofs sheltered.
Marian's lips were tender and
she seemed ready to make a prom
ise when the woman. whose bear
ing spelled successful artist---camc
into the room. Az she crossed the
room to table near the window.
every eve was turned toward her.
Even the children and the father
forgot their mother. who TO them
had been fairy princess a few
minutes before. n
When sh csat down the woman
looked out Of the window and en-
claimed IN a loud voice to her
vuman companion. ''oA. what .
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cspyrioht, 1898, BY The Wheeler
Syndicate, Inc.

Syndicate, Inc.
Continued from Yesterday
~ Err dark eyes saw the agitar
ton of his face immedi-
44 ately. what has uncle
bsen saying?" she asked swiftly.
The Fortune Hunter laughed
inirthlessly.
only what you expected him
20 say-bs asked when we were
were going to be married"
He was not looking at her or
he would have seen the burning
0ush that rose to her face.
"Well-what did you say?" she
asked slowly.
II said I would speak to you
about 1t" he answered.
They walked q few steps silent
lv.
rs that-all7" she asked then.
"All!r' he passed hand across
his forehead. What else could I
say-when things areas they
are?"
The color faded from her cheeks
- suddenly as it had arisen.
mo of course. What else could
you say7'' she echoed.
She went . little way ahead Of
him and stepped into the punt
that was moored to a post on the
bank. Her face was a little grave
and set and her eyes carefully
avoided his a. he followed.
"I'm afraid 1t won't keep fine
Tor long," he said stiffly. THE
clouds are coming up. Which way
! shall we go?"
2 II don't mind-up stream I
should think
She answered vaguely; she pull
ID some cushions beneath her
head and leaned back with closed
eyes.
The Fortune Hunter had taken
OF his coat and was standing up
rolling back his sleeves.
A LOVERS QUARREL.
HS was . fine figure Of a man,
/ -siihouetted against the blue sky,
his bronzed. clean-shaven face
little grave and unhappy. though
he talked away resolutely.
Foster called this morning, just
before you came down; he wanted
20 see you"
She opened her eyes.
"I was not told"
mo I offered to deliver q mes
sage but he seemed to object; he
oaid he would call again"
There was a, little silence then
she said with q cold laugh:
He knows that you hate him"
"He knows right then-I do
hate him and I rather fancy he
returns the compliment"
"Oh no! He always speaks in
Z the kindest way of you"
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rain ciou0Ds ana the Iace VI ene
river was ruffled.
1T looks like lasting" the For
tune Hunter said, glancing up at
the sky. Shall / make for
homer"
II don't think 1t will be much
II you get under the. bank the
trees will shelter us.1
She did not want to go back to
the house; there was kind OF
foreboding to her heart that this
was to be one of the few remain.
ing hours when she would have
this man to herself. Although she
guessed nothing Of the real trag-
edy between them. instinct told
her that the end Of yet another
dream was near, and, woman-like.
she clung to 1t tenaciously.
There was q faint scent Of to-
bacco smoke clinging to the coat
he had put round her shoulders.
and the touch of its rough surface
against her throat reminded her
OF that night In the garden after
the Fortune Hunter came home.
when he had taken her in his
arms for the first time. She
thought Of her own words to him:
tNow ! am quite. quite happy"
How foolish! when surely no
body in the world was ever quite
happy.
The Fortune Hunter had turned
the punt about. and was making
for the bank where the trees
drooped over the river with thick
sheltering branches. The leaves
were falling already. and the
bosom Of the water was strewn
with them. green. brown and vel.
low. like little fairy boats.
"And 40 Foster told you he saw
me in London" the Fortune Hunt
er said after a moment. dryly.
Very kind of him. I'm sure!
Had he any other interesting
news to impart at the same
timer"
She did not answer. but her ri
lence was eloquent. for he broke
out agais presently
did he tell you rome cock.
and-bull story that he had seen
m" year ago, In San Fran
cisco. running Il gaming saloonf
He told II to me most eloquently.
l grant him that he laughed
hardly. mo doubt 1t was easy
enough to convince you that he
spoke the truth! Did he tell you
that. Anne"
"And II he did" she broke
out tremulously. II suppose you
are not going to deny that it's
true?" He shrugged his should.
ers.
"why should deny anything.
when You have told me already
that you will not believe q word
l say?"
He ran the punt alongside the
bank and sprang ashore. securing
the mooring rope to q tree stump.
The rain had not increased at
all, and as-yet the leaves over.
head afforded an efficient shelter.
The Fortune Hunter lit cigar
ette and sat down on the tree
stump. his eyes. on Anne's face.
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The Story Of an Adventurer, Who
Finding a Body in the Woods Had
the Identity Of the Dead Man
Wished Upon" Him.

and once again the burning desire
to take Garry Gannon's advice
and tell her the truth rushed
through him.
Would she believe him and.
what mattered more greatly.
would she forgive him? Her
pretty face seemed to haye lost
something of its soft childishness,
he thought with pang. to have
grown thinner and harder. She
shivered a little. and he rose
hurriedly and piled the cushions
more closely around her.
wen go back as soon as the
rain stops" he said. ''You ought
to have brought q coat. I'm
afraid you win take cold"
Thank you. ! am not cold"
There was q little silence. and
the Fortune Hunter looked away
down the grey, deserted river and
wondered how many times In the
future he would think of these
days and long for them to come
again.
''Is that Fernie's cottage on the
opposite bank?" he asked sudden.
ly. He pointed across the stream
to q small white washed house
with a crooked chimney, standing
by itself at the end Of a water
way.
LONG END COTTAGE.
"Yes'-Anne followed his gaze
yes, that's Long End Cottage"
The Fortune Hunter rose and
came to stand beside the punt.
ITS raining harder than ever.
think the best thing we can
do is to cross the river and ask
him to give us shelter" He
glanced up.
"The rain is coming through
the leaves now"
He began to unfasten the
mooring rope. but Anne cried out
In protest.
IT will not go over there! !
would rather get wet. / hate
Fernie, and I will not go into his
house. r.A 2t
''If we stay here we shall be
drenched to the skin-look at the
rain now" The river was mass
of bubbles. raindrops dancing up
and down like mischievous sprites.
He threw the rope into the punt
and followed 1t. pushing off from
the bank determinedly.
"I will not go into Fernie's
house." Anne said again excitedly.
"John-please, beg of your
But he was already pushing out
into mid-stream strongly; the rain
was pouring down now, and after
a moment his thin shirt and bare
arms were running with water.
Anne glanced at him and said
no more. but she kept her eyes
fixed apprehensively ahead to
where the smoke from the crooked
chimney Of Long End Cottage
cufled up into the grey sky.
1T am sorry to disobey you."
the Fortune Hunter said after q
moment. "But It's madness to
stay under those trees: you'll
take your death Of cold"
She laughed. "If / did, you
would be free then"
Ito BE Continued Mondayg
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By Steven s. Blair.


A 8 she flashed out from the
AZ wings Ashton realized that
4 - on the stage. where a mo-
ment before everything had been
commonplace and banal. there
now was beauty--beauty and ro-
nance and all the allurement OF
the South. For 1t did not need
the program. where she was billed
as Luiza Castellano. to assure him
that here was daughter of Spain.
Something primitive about her
differentiated her from the cool.
slangy, ultra-modern American
girls he knew; something exotic
and curiously exciting. And even
the relentless revelations OF an
opera glass proclaimed her beauti-
full. Hair. black M night, lustrous
as sRtin. was piled high upon her
head and held by Q huge tortoise
shell comb. and that black hair
made more pronounced the con-
trast between the creamy pallor
Of her skin and her soft mouth, az
red as wine, ~ blood, as the scar.
let blossoms Of the pomegranate.
But 1t was her eyes. those dark
eyes, At once velvety and brilliant,
shaded by long lashes and ever
changing IN expression, that held
Ashton captive--her eyes and her
dancing.
The morning paper had stated
that she and her partner Jose
Miramon, had appeared before the
King Of Spain and won his. praise,
and Ashton approved of the Kings
taste. Graceful a. a poppy swing
ing in the breeze. swift as a swal-
low on the wing. alluring as Ciroe,
Lula Castellano made of dancing
an intoxicating draught of beauty.
She was beautifully formed, sup
pie. strong. with slim ankles, white
arms and throat and skin super
iatively smooth In texture: but it
was not mere physical perfection
that made her wonderful. 1t was
her exotic charm. her flashing
smile. her fire and verve and. au.
dacity: the way I'm which her eyes,
her whole 1.-THE body, invited.
Knocked. denied. tempted and re-
pulsed the man with whom she
danced.
Vaguely, Ashton noted her
Spanish costumes. the. high-heel-'
ed slippers. swiriing skirts and
close-fitting bodices. About the
first costume there was some
thing barbaric, the sieam Of gold,
the flare OF scarlet; but the last
was as elusive in it's tints as an
opal. white foam Of lace. shim-
mering silver. pale blue and rosy
lavender. Everything about Lula
CastelIano was beautiful.
The music. unfamiliar to Ash
ton. was, like her, the product of
a foreign cline, voluputuous. often
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CHAPTER XVI.
$50 You Have Been In 'Frisco?"

The Fortune Hunter had made
a swift movement to stop Anne's
impulsivs action. but he was too
late; the little ring went zigzag-
ging down into the clear. still
water. and disappeared into the
dark rushes in the bed of the
river.
Anne looked up into his white
face and laughed. though there
were tears in her. eyes.
II never believed I could do a
thing like that she said. But
now-I'm glad It's gone! I'm glad
it's sone!'
And some day." the Fortune
Hunter. said grimly. some day
you will throw me out of your life
in the same way"
Her face famed into passion.
And II I do" she cried. whose
fault will it be? Why. yours.
yours only.
Perhaps yours a little as WELL"
he answered her. you've, judged
me unheard."
She turned around, looking up
at him directly n he stood behind
her. the water dripping from the
punt pole. which he had taken up
again.
''Unheard. she echoed bitterly.
When I have begged you. and
begged you, to tell me the truth!
Whatever 1t il! However bad 1t
il! Even IL It's that-that you
find you don't care any more
now you've come home"
He gave a little stified cry OF
protest, but she went on ruth.
lessly:
''Ill tell you something nova.
something that I meant to keep to
myself. Because I hoped-I was
foolish enough to hope that you
would tell me about II yourself IL
I waited! But now I know you
never will. and so-it's just this
that day you went to London--I
know why you went. know
whom you met. and 20 - that's
why threw your ring away"
The Fortune Hunter cried out
fiercely:
Foster told you! The sneaking
hound. He came back here and
told your
She closed her eyes for afsecond
as II in actual physical pain. 1T
was the truth, then! You did-go
to meet--a womanr
Il didl I'm not denying 1t. but
1t was for very different reason
to the one you are thinking. Anne
Il swear to you" He bent and
touched her hand, but she shiv.
cred away from him.
you swore to me once before
that her photograph was not
yours" she said family. THAT
you did not even know her"
1T was the truth! If could
only explain everything" She
gave a cold little laugh.
1T would make no difference.
shall never believe anything you
tell me--nown'
The sunshine had clouded over.
and a few drops of rain began to
splash heavily down. The punt
had drifted out into midstream
again. and there was no shelter At
hand.
The Fortune Hunter picked up
his coat and put II around Anne's
shoulders. you'll get wet--oh,
my coat won't hurt youF" he broke
out ironically. a. she protested.
FOSTER TOLD you.
she submitted then anA held n
closely around her shoul19s. A
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D FORTUNE HUNTER : BY Ruby NJ. Ayl
CHARACTERS IN THE STORY

THE FORTUNE HUNTER-Youthfu tramp,
who appropriates the pocketbook and identity Of
John Smith whose body he discovers in the woods.
ANNE-Beautiful heiress, who loves The For
tune Hunter believing him to be John Smith, ex-
convict, who wooed and won her ten years before
the opening of the story.
TOMMY-Ward Of Mr.. Harding, a crippled boy,
whose life The Fortune Hunter saves, thereby
gaining entrance to the Harding household.
DR. HARDING-Uncle Of Anne, shrewd
country gentleman.
FERNiE-A prying trouble maker, friendly to
Tommy.
FOSTER-A rival for Anne's favor.
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II wear 1t because ! promised
you that / always would, that's
why"
He let her hands go abruptly
and turned away. Fool that he
had been not 70 guess; for q mo-
ment he could not steady his voice
sufficiently to answer her.
Its never off my hand since
you put it there" she said DULY;
her voice sounded almost as II she
were repeating something she had
heard and nothing in which she
had ever had q part. But now"
For q moment she looked up into
his face, then she deliberately
drew the ring from her finger and
dropped 1t into the river.
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ANDALUSIAN EYES
JRPASSINGLY GRACEFUL

AND DANCER SURPRISINGLY GRACEFUL
How q Young Man Lost His Art and Sc
cured an htroductiOn to the
Stage Beauty
The Washington times., 1922-12-23
BY Lily Wandel.

~ LORENCE held Irene's let
IL ter Of indefinite invitation
in her hand, and did not
The Washington times., 1922-12-23

the room. mo use to ask you IL
you've made up your mind yet."
he began. I've made 1t up for
you"
The Glenwood post., 1922-10-12

his relief that the taxes be reduced.
The outstanding feature of the new
tax law written by the special session
OF the Republican Congress was an in
crease of $500 in the tax exemption
OF the head of every family who re-
ce1ves an annual income of $4,000 or
less. In addition, his exemption for
children and dependents was doubled
from 5000 to s4O0. These exemptions
embrace practically all those on a
wage or salary. 1t includes over A.
100000 heads of families in ordinary
circumstances. In addition, the new
tax law repealed altogether the
nuisance" taxes which working men
had to pay on everything everywhere
for everything they bought. 1t also
repealed all transportation taxes
which were levied on all goods shipped
by freight or express or parcel post.
Such taxes were added to the ultimate
cost of goods and, in the long run.
were paid by the working men. All
told, the new tax bill lifted from the
shoulders of the working classes of
thAo Souhlly oNtT SSUU,UUU,UUu a wear.
According to report issued by the
o. s. Department of Labor June, 1922.
the retail cost of living was gradually
reduced from March, 1921, to the time
the report was issued. The living costs
in no other nation in the world were
reduced during this same time.
The sum and total of one year of
Harding's administration, SO far as it
affects the working people, has been
the elimination of the problem of un-
employment except In those industries
affected by strikes; reduction Of taxes
paid by the working classes in a sum
aggregating nearly a billion dollars;
the restriction of immigration a gen
eral program of lessened public ex-
penditures which insures still further
reductions in taxes; an increase OF Is
per cent. in the value OF Liberty bonds,
millions OF which are held by wage
earners and men on salaries; 4 graz
ual reduction in living costs.
The Glenwood post., 1922-10-12
Americas Laboring Classes
Aided By Republican Party
Army of Unemployed Reduced, Burden of
Taxes Lghtened immigration Re-
stricted, Cost of Living Lowered
and War Menace Removed.
q. g. REPRESENTATIVE EVERETT SANDERS
NNDlANA), MEMHER HOUSE COMMITTEE
ON INTERSTATE COMMERCE.

According to estimates given out by
the American Federation of Labor at
that time there were between 5000, 900
and 100000 wage-earners out of en-
ployment when the Republican ad.
ministration came into power March
4, 1921. This industrial depression
began early in the summer of 1920.
The immediate problem before the Re-
publican party was the return to nor
NAL conditions.
The underlying cause Of Industrial
depression was the prostration of agri-
culture brought about by the radical
curtailment of agricultural credits by
the Democratic administration. The
American farmer buys 40 per cent. of
all manufactured products. His des-
perate circumstances compelled indus.
tries to curtail production and turn
men into the streets. The Republican
Congress Immediately restored agri-
culture to healthy condition The
farmer entered the market again as a
buyer of manufactured goods The
ranks of the unemployed began to
decrease.
At the time the coal and railroad
strikes were called there was a great
er demand for laboring men than there
was supply
One of the most important contribut-
ing factors to the improvement of the
unemployment situation was the early
enactment by the special session Of
the Republican Congress of the re-
strictive immigration law. This was
demanded by the laboring people Of
the United States. It's enactment pre-
vented the incoming of hundreds of
thousands of immigrants who would
only have increased the ranks of the
unemployed and added to the indus
trial distress. The | evious Republi-
can Congress had passed similar law
but 1t was vetoed by President Wilson.
The Republican administration came
into power finding the burden of taxes
very heavy. The working man had to
bear his share. It was essential to