The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1924-03-19

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your heart up there in the noun
tains?"
"Ho--JohnnyZindeed, perhaps
much more than that"
''Do you want to go back for
it? And Jennie and 1 are holding
your"
"Flatter yourself, old boy! /
left not a thing there that 1 ever
want again"
He was a persistent old fellow,
from the lad, Chickie, girl?"
Now, which of the seventy
nine, your lordship? And who is
It wishes to know"
"Your mother thought you were
pining for him, Chickie."
"Ho-Jennie and her days of
lavender. Jennie might die of
love, Jonathan, but Jennie's
daughter won't. So there-now
shush!'
Never you mind, Chickie,
girl; and what color do you like?"
Color? Are you out Of your
mind? What do you mean
color?"
"Answer-blue or red Or per-
haps brown?'
So. Jennie came in and he asked
her. Jennie answered, Blue"
"Then blue it isy'
For quite while he went
about laughing at them and say
ing, BLUE it Isl"
One noontime he came homo
and shouted through the open
+ door: "Blue-ith is--see for your
selves" And the old. giant seized
them and rushed them to the
street. An automobile, small,
closed, but painted blue-blue as
millions might have made it
stood at the curb.
They We're aghast. They thought
he had taken leave of his senses.
He laughed at them. He said to
Chickie: your old dad knows
thing or two Of high finance
After much hedging he told
them: your friend, Mr.. Munson,
Chickie. He invested for me
that oil money Of mime"
"When?"
"Oh-shortly after that deal Of
mine. You remember when you
went to see him. / visited him. /
took counsel with him. He adj
Vised me. ] doubled the $1,000.
Been a good deal over a year, you
know. Fine fellow-that Jake!
Step i'll
He looked like a mountain
towering over the steering wheel
He sat forward and spread out
his elbows but he could drive.
That night he wrapped his arms
about Chickie: It's for you,
Chickie, girl. Your old dad can
give you thing or two that
some lads couldn't! How about
the little springs now? Ready to
sing?"
She lowered her head against
him-covered his grizzlcd cheek
with her lips-'Jonathan-oh You
darling-darling-
Some joy left oh yes - they
loved her so - those two - she
should be glad for them. She
would
She took long walks with Wilde
when loneliness oppressed her:
when Jimmy's ins!stence made
her desolate. She said to herself,
oh, should be glad - l
should
But she wasn't. Fear nev"2
left her--a stray word-a search
ing look set her trembling. She
was yearnirg to 20 back to the
little town--hear if anything was
said-look at the grave.
One day she went to the library
fhn EUanLlNF nf fha
town. l. was an issue of seven
had left. She saw the name
Mrs. John Clayton" There was
an account of her disappearance
from the ranch then an
northumberland comment.
This filled her with terror. She
sought other issues of the paper
Lut could find none. She went
out of the building in a state Of
suffocation.
Not long after this, coming
home one afternoon. she saw II
machine at the door. 1t was
spattered with mud-dust covered.
She stared at it. 1t was directly
in front of the cottage.
She went quietly up the stairs
into the hall--voices in the liv-
ing room-a man was saying:
"Mrs. John Clayton
Chickie shrank - she covered
against the wall
Jonathan said-"no one by that
name"
A -"Well-oh-I've made
mistake-Miss Bryce-Miss Hell
ena Bryce"
"My daughter"
"She was up in the San Joa
quin-"
"Yes-are you from the Farm
Bureau-She's not going back
IT see-well-Miss Bryce was Il
friend of Mrs. Clayton's-we want
to clear UP"
Chicl1ie lunged. She crushed
her hands over her heart - she
said-"Oh-you wish to see me"
and stood at the door ashen-
smiling - waving Jonathan md
Jennie away - the room spun
about her
CHAPTER CIVIL.
The Summons.
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