New Britain herald., 1930-03-18
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\ POT OE GOLD

It was a blow to Mir. Brown 70 have Jacqueline refuse him. Some how he had not speculated upon that possibility so sure had he been that the progress he had made DOT tended q successful culmination of his rather old fashioned courtship. As he gazed at Jacqucllnc's love- lr brown eyes he could sec that ' did hurt her to reveal her feelings. I'm a steady man." he pleade l. "[ don't drink, and I've cut out horse tracing and all that. l save money. I've got nearly a hundred pounds"
 "Please, Mir. Brown" Jacqueline interjected, and her eyes were misty, let's not say any more about it. l am sure you would not be happy if you married me- might not always be the same col or you know"
 There is somebody else" sai1 Mir. Brown gloomily.
 There is nobody else at all, Mr. Brown" she replied.
 There is. l believe keswick Dell wants to marry you"
 "Oh, yes, l believe he does" Jacqueline readily agreed, but l assure you I like you q heap better than MT. Dell. I,wouldn't marry him if he were the last man in the world.
 You see, Mr. Brown, you're too steady for me. Perhaps it's wrong Of me, but l want to see life. want to have my fling. Once l saved 10 pounds and spent it in one evening, but it was the greatest night of my life and well worth It. Brown look ed as if he were about to faint as Jacquelne continued. 'I lived the life of q lady that night. l hired an evening dress-a very beautiful one. Then l went 10 the Savoy for dinner and sat all clone in gorgeous state. At the ta- hle next to mine was q peer of the lealmIan carl and his two daugh- tors, and I don't mind telling yon that little Jacqueline attracted more attention than his children. "Afterwards l took my coffee and cigaret in the palm court until my car arrived"
 You carl" muttered Mr. Brown. "Yes, 1 had a private car. Az attendant came in and announced Miss Grey's carl You should havo seen Miss Grey walk out of that lounge, That alone was worth Q pounds. Then l drove to the opera. When I got home l had less than half-a-crown left.'
 And then l suppose you weft sick with regrct?" Mr. Brown quered.
 "Oh, no. I was happier than had ever been. Now I am saving another 10 pounds and will do tnt same thing, but l wish I could ha%, 300 pounds of my very own. The I would live as I did that one nigh until the 500 was spent"
 Mir. Brown was silent; she dic puzzle him.
 They parted a few hundred yard carly in the evening. Mr. Brow obviously had been unwilling tt prolong matters after Jacquelinet adverse decision.
 In a narrow side street near tn famous emporium Jacquclinc cam upon old Dobbn, huddlcd on th, coping of a railing where he hu' taken shelter from the slcct thl vas falling.
 Old Dobbin was q pcddlcr an, Jacqucline regularly each wce' bought a box of matches from hin as he stood outside Byrams and Il ways added d smile and q kinGl word.
 "Why, Dobbn. what's the mat tcr?" she inquired solicitously.
 "Vcry ill, miss he mumbIac but a glint of light came into hi dull eyes at her approach
 Jacqueline rubbed his cold hand wen have to get you hom' Where do you liyc?"
 "Paradss Road. Poplar miss
 Jacquoline suggested Il cab an overruled the old man when he q, murrcd. She left him and found cab. She drove il hard barga. with the driver. She helped u old man into Inc cab
 Paradise Road was an cyil-snc: inS alum in one of the worst par ct Poplar, 90 she W&s surpris when they made their way ED sey. flights Of stairs to find DobL lived in q room cozily furnish. and clean.
 Dobbin collapsed into all mr chair, and Jacquoino set abo making a fire. She thought si would make the old man cup tea to warm him, and took wh sIe imagined to ba q large tea ca dy from very high shelf.
 She was amazed at it's wcig, and more nmlzcd on opening it find it full to tho brim with 50 uteigns,
 NS ShS Sloou NilH iic llu coll il her hands, staring at the glitt, ins contents, there was 9 strangl gasp from old Dobbin.
 lie was leaning forward in 1 chair, his crooked fingers clutchi at the air, and q look Of sheer tc TOT on his face.
 Don't touch that:" he croa>. Don't touch shat! Put it bGch.''
 What arc they, Dobhin" they Soycrcisns?" she asheI.
 "No, no. they're they nothing. Noth;ig at all Not wol anything. Put it back I tell you.
 Its all right, Dobbin." she sa