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Nobody could look at him and not know better than that" "You're right there !" said Dowden, heartily. "And now I'tr tell you all there Is to It. You see, Dave grew up with a cousin of his named Ham-ilton Swift i they were boys together; went to the same school, and then to college. I don't believe there was ever a high' word spoken between them. Nobody in this life ever' got a quarrel out of Dave Beasley, and Hamilton Swift was a mighty good sort of a fel-low, too. He went East to live, after they got out of college, yet they al-ways managed to get together once a year, generally about Christmas time. You couldn't pass them on the street without hearing their laughter ringing out louder than the sleigh-bells- , may-be over some old Joke between them, or some fool thing they did, perhaps, when they were boys. But finally Hamilton Swift's business took hlin over to the other side of the water to lire; and. he married an English girl. HAMILTON SWIFT, JR. SYNOPSIS Newcomer in a small town, a young newspaper man, who tells the story, is amazed by the unaccountable actions of a man who, from the window of fine house, apparently has converse with Invisible personages, particu-larly mentioning one "Simple-dorla- ." Next morning he discov-ers his strange neighbor la the Hon. David Beasley, prominent pol-itician, and universally respected. With Miss Apperthwalte, he Is am unseen witness of a purely Imag-inary Jumping contest between Beasley and a "BUI Hammersley." Miss Apperthwalte appears deeply concerned. The reporter learns that Beasley and Miss Apperthwalte had at one time been engaged, and thart the young lady had broken the engagement because of Beasley's "lack of Imagination." I 111 Continued. "roor David I Outside of his law-book- s, I don't believe he's ever read anything but 'Robinson Crusoe' and the Bible and Mark Twain. Oh, you should have heard her talk about It ! 'I couldn't bear It another day, she t ' said, "I couldn't stand It! In nil the time I've known him I don't believe he's ever asked me a single question except when he asked me if I'd marry him. He never says anything never speaks at all !' she said. 'Yon don't tnAw a htacstner vrhan vnn cna It T have been a grasshopper's, It was so thin and little, and made of such tiny wavers and quavers and creaklngs. "I want " said this elfin voice, "I Bill Hammersley 1" The shabby car which had passed my cousin's house was drawing up to the curb near Beasley's gate. Evidently trie old negro saw It. "HI dari" he exclaimed. "Look at dat 1 Haln' BUI a comln' yonnah des edzacly on de dot an' to de vey spot an' Inst Ink when you 'qulah fo' Mm, honey? Car come Mist' Dave, right on de minute, an' you kin bet yo' las bunnud dollahs he got dat Bill Ham-mersley wlf '1ml Come along, honey-chtl- Ah's go' to pull you 'roun In de side yod fo' to meet 'em." The small wagon creaked away, the chant resuming as It went. Mr. Dowden Jumped out of the car with a wave of his hand to the driver, Beasley himself, who drove through his open carriage-gate- s and down the drive on the other side of the house, where he was lost to my view., Dowden. entering our own gate, nod-ded In a friendly fashion to me, and I advanced to meet him. "Some day I want to take you over next door," he said cordially, as I came up. "You ought to know Beas-ley, especially as I hear you're doing some political reporting. Dave Beas-ley's going to be the next governor of this state, you know." He laughed, offered me a cigar, and we sat down together on the front steps. "From all I hear," I rejoined, "you ought to know who'll get it." (It was said In town that Dowden would "come pretty near having the nomina-tion In his pocket.") "I expect you thought I shifted the subject pretty briskly the other day?" He glanced at me quizzically from un-der the brim of his black felt hat. "I meant to tell you about that, but the opportunity didn't occur. You see " "I understand," I Interrupted. "I've heard the story. You thought it might be embarrassing to Miss Apper-thwalte." "I expect I was pretty clumsy about It." said Dowden. cheerfully. "Well well " he flicked his cigar with a smothered ejaculation that was half a sigh and half a laugh ; "It's a mighty strange case. Here they keep on liv-ing next door to each other, year after year; each going on alone when they might Just as well" He left the sentence unfinished, save for a vocal click of compassion. "They bow when they happen to meet, but they haven't exchanged a word since the night she sent him away, long ago." He shook his head, then his countenance cleared "Simpledoria Is Supposed to Be Ham-ilton Swift, Jr.'s, St. Bernard Dog." an orphan without any kin. That was about seven years ago. Well, sir, this last summer he and his wife were tak-ing a trip down In Switzerland, and they were both . drowned tipped over out of a rowboat In Lake Lucerne and word came that Hamilton Swift's will appointed Dave guardian of the one child they had, a little boy Ham-ilton Swift, Junior's, his name. He was sent Sayoxs the ocean In charge of a doctor, and Dave went on to New York to meet him. He brought him home here the very day before you passed the house and saw poor Davo getting up at four In the morning to let that ghost In. And a mighty funny ghost Simpledoria Is!" "I begin to understand," I said, "and to feel pretty silly, too." "Not at all," he rejoined, heartily. "That little chap's freaks would mys-tify anybody, especially with Dave hu-moring 'em the ridiculous way ho does. Hamilton Swift, Junior, Is the) curlousest child I ever saw and the good Lord knows He made all chil-dren powerful mysterious I This poor little cuss has a complication of In-firmities that have kept him on his told her. 'Blessing 1 she said. 'There's I nothing In the man I He bus no depths I He hasn't any more lmagina-- j tlon than the chair he sits and sits Ii' and sits In I Half the time he answers - what I say to him by nodding and say- - lng "urn-hum- ." with that same old foolish, contented smile of his. I'd have gone mad If it had lasted any longer J" I asked her If she thought married life consisted very largely of conversations between husband and wife; and she answered that even married life ought to huve some po-etry In It. 'Some romance,' she said, 'some soul J And he Just comes and sits,' she said, 'and sits nnd sits and sits and sits! And I can't bear It any longer, and I've told him so.' " "Poor Mr. Beasley," I said. "I think, 'Poor Ann Apperthwalte!' " retorted my cousin. "I'd like to know If there's anything nicer than Just to sit and st and sit and sit with as love-- 1 ly a man as that a man who under-- , stands things; nnd thinks and listens and smiles Instead of everlastingly talking!" "As It happens," I remarked, "I've heard Mr. Beasley talk." "Why, of course he talks," she re-turned, "when there's any real use In It. And he talks to children; he's that kind of a man." "I meant a particular Instance," I began ; meaning to see tf she could give me any clew to Bill Hammersley and Simpledoria, but at that moment the gate clicked under --the hand of another caller. , My cousin rose ' to greet him, and presently I took my leave without having been able to get S back upon the subject of Beasley. Thus, once more ha filed, I returned to Mrs. Apperthwalte's and within the hour came Into full possession of the very heart of that dark and subtle mystery, which overhung 'the houso next door and so perplexed my soul. IV. Finding that I had still some leisure before me, I got a book from my room and repaired to the bench In the gar-den. But I did not read; I had but opened the hook when my attention was arrested by sounds from the other side of the high fence low and trem-ulous croonlngs of distinctly African s derivation : "Ah met mah slstuh In She 'us up de hill ao slow! 'Hlstuh, you mils' git a rastle In doo time, B'fo de hevumly do's cloze Is!' " It was the voice of an aged negro; and the simultaneous slight creaking of a small hub and axle seemed to In-dicate that he was pushing or pulling a child's wagon or perambulator up and down the walk from the kitchen door to the stable. Whiles, he prof-fered soothing music: over and over he repented the chnnt. though with va-riations; encountering In turn his brother, his daughter, each of his par-ents, his uncle, his cousin, and his second-cousin- , one after the other ascending the snme slope with the enme perilous leisure. "Lny still, honey." lie Interrupted I Ms Injunctions to the second-cousi- "lies keep on a nnppin' an' oe f'esh air. Ihis wlm's go' nick you good an' well npln" Then thf-- spoke the strangest voice thnt ever fell upon my ear; It ; w . not like n child's, neither was It ' like very old person's voice; It mlglft - . h' i I. duck most 01 nis lire, never Knowing other children, never playing, or any-thing; and he's got Ideas and Vays that I never saw the heat of 1 He was born sick," as I understand It his bones and nerves and Imddes are all wrong, somehow hut It's supposed he gets a little better from year to year. He wears a pretty elaborate set of braces, and he's subject to attacks, too I don't know the name for 'em and loses what little voice he ha sometimes, all but a whisper. He had one, I know, the day after Beasley brought hlra home, and that was prob-ably the reason you thought Dave was carrying on all to himself about that Jumplng-imitc- h out In the back yard. The boy must have been lying there In the little wagon they have for him, while Dave cut up shines with 'Bill Hammersley.' Of course, most children have make-believ- e friends and com-panions, especially If they huven't any' brothers or sisters, but this lonely little feller's got his people worked out In his mind and materialized be-yond any I ever heard of. Dave got well acquainted with 'em on the train on the way home, and they certainly are giving him a lively time. Ho. ho! netting hlra up at four In the morni-ng-" Mr. Dowden's mirth overcame him for a moment ; when be had mastered It, he continued : "Simpledoria now where do you suppose he got that nnmeT well, anyway, Simpledoria Is supposed to be Hamilton Swift, Jun-ior's, St. Bernnrd do Beasley had to bathe him the other day, he told me I And Bill Hammersley Is supposed to be a boy of Hamilton Swift, Junior's, own afje, but very big and strong: be has rosy cheeks, and he can do more In athletics than a whole college track-tea- That's the reason he out-Jump- Dave bo far, you see." "I'm glad there's somebody In that house at 'ast with a little Imagination." " (TO UK CONTINCED.1 "I Think, 'Poor Ann Apperthwaitel"' Retorted My Cousin. and he chuckled. "Well, sir, Dave's got something nt home to keep him busy enough, these days, I expect 1" "Do you mind telling me?" I In-quired. "Is bis name 'Simpledoria'?" Mr. Dowden threw back his head and laughed loudly. "Iird, no I What on earth made you think that?" I told him. It was my second suc-cess with this narrative; however, there was a difference: my former au-ditor listened with (lushed and breath-less excitement, whereas the present one Inucbcd consiiinetHy throughout. Especially he laughed with a great laughter at the picture of Beasley I Christmas A Graham Music (, 11)22, Wnttra Nswapspsr Unlea.) TJ RENT had grown away from his family. Brent wns a successful man. He played a violin In a big city orchestra. He belonged to the union and the union backed htm up and he never played a minute more than he had to play. It had become such a bu&taess with him that he never played now when be came home. He came home ouce a year. Some-thing handed down to Brent from his parents made him do this, although when he was home he often was cross. On the last home-comin- g be remem-bered his mother had talked to him about the cosiness of a home and had spoken of the attractive house she bad seen a picture of to the paper. She wished Brent would marry and have a ulee home like that instead of an et-- w ,r,i hi l i ii'iir . iii ii m)v apartment which was so far from being a home. He had explained jte his mother that such a "home" was beyond the Incomes of ordinary city people and that if she wanted him to be as cosy as that she'd have to get him the cosiness of millions. For It took a millionaire to own a real "home" In a city. How foolish his mother had been not to have realized all that. She knew so little of city life, of business, ol anything outside her own Sinai) groove But Brent was coming home for Christmas and that was happiness fot the parents. Only they did wish Brent was more like the boy he had prom Ised to be There was something so bard about him. He had told them the time before of a friend of his who was getting a divorce from his wife. "But my friend Is so honorable," Brent had said. "He wants the di-vorce as-- he's bored with his wife, though still she loves, him, but be If having her secure the divorce and Is paying all the expenses, for It Is only fair to a divorcee to have the divorce secured by her. He really never want-ed to marry her. He became tired of her soon after they were engaged. Bui it was bis high sense of honor which kept him from telling her to have a man break the engagement would have been dishonorable." And Brent scorned their opinions. He regarded them as ' A.There was a man In a town some little distance away who wanted to see Brent's father on business and It was arranged that a meeting should take place at the man's house. Brent's father was going to. sell much ef the land, which had become a burden slne Brent had gone away. And he arranged the meeting so that he would be able to meet Brent on his way home for Christmas. Brent greeted bis father with re-served affection. "So you've brought the fiddle," Brent's father exclaimed. Brent never brought his violin with blm any more because be would be asked to play by old friends, who didn't realize that music was his busi-ness. . "Yes." Brenf "aid, "I have te play right after Christmas and the town I'm to play In Is nearer here, bo I'm going there directly." There was nothing more said. But at the next station a group of youths got on and at once began to play the mandolins and guitars which they had with them. Brent's father nudged him. "Don't Insult me," Breut whispered tngrlly. "No son, I only wondered I didn't meen you I wonder If I could play on your fiddle with the boys. You know It's a good many years since you brought yours with you and I baveu't touched oue I'll be i careful of It. used to piny as a boy," you know. They said you got your music from me." And Brent's fnther played aiid be-- . came a boy again. All the Christmas tunes they played and the people la the train sung and there was merry-making that recalled to the aged man the happy duys of long ago, despite the fact thut his fingers were stiff. Brent watched at first, rather dis-gusted at such a display of friendli-ness, for many of the people were strangers, and thep he saw his father's eyes and the expression thPre the ex-pression which the music gave hltr nnd whloli he lui'l denied him. What a cold, conceited, heartless person he had been, severe with his parents, keeping his music solely for pay, denying It te those whose Wtve and warm sympathy had given him the talent. "We had music. Christinas music, on the train." Brent's father told hit mother as they got home. "And we're goln.i to have It here too," Brent added. "I've made music my business, but Pud has pnt music Into his life. And somehow," he added nnd his volrv hud h new affection In It. "imir Christmas music on t hit t fllnjry Iccul tniln, nnd the sinning of lluwc cheery pcoplr ,iii-- l got at ny b?urt he repented. j The Effect on Him. "TJh-wel- l, eah," relnted old Brother Buckaloo, "'twus endurln' of de re-vival nt Ebenczcr chapel. De house was rockln wld de hallelooyers of de brands snatched fum de burntn', and Pahson Bugster was cnllln' on dls one and dat one to testify "bout de bjess-ln'- s dat had 'scended upon htm." He 'preached po' Brudder Bobshy, dut had been 'fllcted wld de rheumotht twell he was bent up like a question-mar- k. "'Toll us, muh hrudder,' howled de pahson, 'what de Lawd In his Indefi-nite muasy has done did to yoT ."'Confound Itl Kaln't yo' sec?' groaned de mlzzable man, twlstin' round twell he could look up Into de preacher's face. 'He's d n near rutnt me I' " Kunsr.s City Star. Native. "Nlggnh, vhah Is yuh from?" "Ah ain't from, nlggah. Ah lives hjah." Life. "Mummy" Wis Drunk. A woman who was going to Egypt had to he Inoculated ngulnst typhoid. She was unable to keep a dinner ap-pointment which she had made for the next day, and sent her daughter, aged ten, to make her excuses. "And what "did you say?" slie asked the child on her return. "Exactly what you told me," was the reply. "I said mummy can't come be-cause she was Intoxicated yesterday nnd had a bad headache.' London Tit-Bit- s. Cause of Effusive Gratitude. "Well, thank the Lord, I never spent five or six of the best years of my life foolln'. round no college," ssilj tho money-wealth- y .man. "Might I understand you," said the thoughtful-lookin- g listener, "to thank the Lord for your Ignorance?" "You may put it that way If It suits you any better," snapped the money-weulth- y num. "Then," said the thouglitful-toohm- g listener, "Thanksgiving day ought to liist at least a week at your house." Farm Life. Some men do not hesitate about breaking a promise because It Is so easy to make another. It Is much easier to keep up than to catch up. Carving knife was once a great do-mestic Instrument. Delicatessen leaves nothing to be carved. A divorce decree Is always a part-ing injunction. |