The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1929-08-09
THIS HAS

SYBIL THORNE, r &c e n Il y
widowed, has had a dramatic
and narrowing reunion with an
old sweetheart, JOHN LAW
RENEE. For ten years S h e
believed that John slept in
Flanders Field. HAVING
mourned him deeply, she gave
herself up finally to distractions.
Sybil has had many affairs and
been tragicaIIy married.
Through her dearest friend,
MABEL MOORE, who is apart
ment hunting, Sybii finds John
Lawrence. Since the war he has
been a victim of amnesia. Ma
bel knew him as ROGER CALD-
WELL, a real estate agent.
When he sees SybiI he drops
unconscious. Upon being reviv-
ed, his memory returns.
Mabel leaves them alone, and
John asks SybiI if she still
loves him. He shows her a
wedding ring, and tells her that
he is about to be married. She
begs for time to think things
overland they talk of love and
life. Finally he takes her in his
arms, and kisses her fierceIy.
Mabel comes in the room at
that moment, with a tray of cof-
fee and cakes, and the CONVEX
sation becomes general. At last
Sybil notices how i'll John looks,
and volunteers to drive him
home.
After they have gone, Mabel
finds a small white box with a
wedding ring in it. John had
dropped it, showing it to SybiI.
1t is the ring he has purchased
for his finance.
Mabel does not know that Sy-
bill has already learned of Johns
sweetheart, and wonders what
she ought to do.
CHAPTER XLIV
Mabel slipped the ring expert
mently on her third finger. At
the second joint it stopped abrupt
lN, and she transferred it to her
little finger, pressing it firmly over
the middle joint. She walked to
the lamp, and held her hand un-
der the parchment shade.
Seven hundred" she murmur-
ed to herself. Seven hundred, if
It's worth a cent. Maybe more.
It might have cost a thousand"
She moved her hand slowly to
catch the light.
Poor old Sib. l wonder if she's
going to care about him"
She put her finger in her mouth,
ind slid it back and forth. Her
niger was red and swollen. When
t was very wet, she pulled the
ing off.
"She has thin fingers, whoever
he is. C. B..unow I wonder"
Once more Mabel held the ring
nder her lamp shade.
It's platinum all right" she
aid. Poor Sib!"
She put it back in the box, and
Tipped it behind the clock over
he fireplace. Then she gathered
p the cups and glasses, and car
led them to the kitchen.
Whisking up a lather of pleas
Mt suds, she washed the fragile
lings and for the first time in her
larried life forgot to hold the
,vely purple goblets to the light
} admire their amethystine trans
license. Mabel was bordering
separately. Presently the little
irl down stairs came up with
eddy. And Mabel. wringing her
lass towel vigorously, hung it on
rack, her decision made.
When Sybil came in she was
)isterously determined.
"See here, Sib. 1 want to show
III something. Look! It's a ring. {
wedding ring. John Lawrence ,
Us a wedding ring. His initials !
e in it."
She thrust it defiantly at Sybil. {
Il know it, Nab. What's all the ;
.citement? He's got a right to :
~ a wedding ring, hasn't he?" :
"Of course he has. That's just !
- Mabel was clustering. "But, 3
u poor little nut, you don't want ;
get mixed up with him. Let :
N marry the girl he bought the
for. You've got a good man
w, and you don't know when
u're lucky. :
Il told you ages ago that Roger :,
Ill I'LL sc ! L