White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1927-07-29
The ReCluSe of Fifth Avenue

is that dreadful little creaturew
Lippsky spoke up distinctly.
II own this house, and I've come
for the rent If he don't pay, he goes
to sleep In the village Jail. guess he
don't mind. l guess it amt for the
first time. He amt got no money,
You say he's your father" Lippsky
grinned. well, you got the chance
to save your daddy from JAIL"
"Dad," she whispered; II hadn't any
idea 1t was as bad as this. I've only
three dollars left. The boat trip took
all my savings"
"My dear girl" he said easily, "the
man is known widely as the village
idiot. Nobody believes him. It does
happen that my rent is due. By tho
way, how much is it7"
Ninety dollars eighty CENTS"
II rather thought 1t was MORE" said
Barnes. He took out roll Of bills
and paid. He was left with seven
dollars. His reward came in the relief
the girl showed.
Its fad Of mine staying up here"
he admitted. 1.-THE air is good and
I've been in training. I shall leave
now. I think we'll go to New York
as soon as possible. How lovely you
look. You have those unforgettable
violet eyes Of your mother, but you
are taller" The thought that he had
nowhere to take her made him miser-
able, but he would not let her see it.
1t was incomprehensible to him that
the countess of Horsham, his late
wife's eldest sister, had allowed her
niece to come. The countess had al
ways been his enemy.
1T came to point" the girl said
when they were In New York bound
train, when I was asked to drop my
own name and take my mothers. Not
that / minded being Nita Fessendon,
except that it seemed as though were
publicly ashamed Of you. simply
refused. There were awful rows. So
1 ran away. was twenty-one and
my own mistress / sent all the Jewels
and presents back and started to earn
my living"
"Nita," he cried, with admiration in
his look, chow could you possibly do
what I've always failed int"
ut wasn't easy at first" she adj
mitted, "but stuck it out and made
enough money in secretarial work to
come out to my own country second
cabin. I tried to find you six months
ago, but the silly clubs returned all
your letters"
Neeland Barnes colored. "Must
have m1slaid the address," he said;
id careless Of them. l shall report
it," He wondered how she had run
him to earth.
"When 1 got to New York 'phoned
the Knickerbocker. I knew it used to
be your favorite club. told the secre-
tary, or whoever 1t was, that was
your daughter and simply had to find
you, and they told me to call up
later. When did they said you lived
in Peekskill. I spent three hours
looking and then that village idiot
locked me In"
She did not tell him that naturally
she had started her search expecting
to find him in one Of the better Sec
lions Of the charming Hudson-side
city. The Lippsky cottage on the out
skirts had been dreadful shock. But
the search was over and she was
happy She was very proud Of him.
Her aunt had drawn the picture of
decrepit, vice-ridden physical wreck.
Instead he was vigorous, clear-skinned,
and agile.
"Where are we going, daddy?" she
demanded, after she had passed Sing
Sings embattled walls.
"I'm staying with Peter Milman," he
answered. LADY Horsham may have
mentioned him."
IL remember. His wife ran away
and he shut himself up in his house
and went mad"
"That is just what your aunt would
say" he returned. "He did not go
mad. He happens to be the best
friend have, and / shall ask him to
let you stay the night there. Much
better than stuffy, noisy hotel"
"And tomorrow we'll get cozy
little flat. I've often wanted to look
over the treetops into Central park"
(To BE CoNTINUED.)