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If you do not iff MA f3 ll j have the printed leaflet, send 101 with your ,".1 "Ayl fcLT-S- y it-- Tr ' name and address. jpjSi j MORE FOR YOUR M Head the advertisements. ey Me more than a selling sT "a 'or business. They form educational system which p(T ""Mting Americans the best- - located buyers in the world. m l of 8 advertisements are part jfl a economic system which "giving Americans more f J w their money every day. k it x ... The girl saw that two bay . horses carrying a man and a woman were pacing along one of the bridle paths. THE STORY SO FAR: AO orphan since the aee, of seven, Charlotte (Cherry) RawUnga knows almost nothing, ahont her early history. Judge Judson Marsh-bank-her with Emma Has-kell, arranges for her to leave Saint Dorothea's, and tells her that Emma has obtained for her a secretarial position with the wealthy Mrs. porteous Porter, of San Francisco, where Emma Is house-keeper. She Is Brst to go to the Marsh-hank- s mansion. When she arrives she dines alone with the Judge as Fran, his young wife, and his niece, Amy, are dining out. Kelly Coates, an artist, drops In and Cherry feels very 111 at ease In her convent clothes. On their way out, Fran and Amy stop and casually nod when Cherry Is Introduced. It Is evident to Cherry that Kelly and Fran are In-terested in each other. As Fran and Amy leave, she stands on the stairway, concealed by palms, and hears laughing reference to her and her clothes. Now continue with the story. CHAPTER rv Mrs. Porter was a stout, soft, pretty woman of seventy-fou- r. Some physical difficulty, perhaps , not more serious than her weight itself, made it inconvenient for her to ever walk more than a few steps at a time. She took a drive every day, she could get to the bathroom for the comfort of a long, leisurely bath, and every morning she moved . to her favorite chair in a sunny bay window or beside an Are.- ...... As Dovey Glashell, Mrs, Porter had had an adored, flirtatious, giddy girlhood. Hers had been the gen-eration that twined flowers in hair and danced kid slippers to pulp at formal balls. Upon marrying the richest and most eligible young man in a city full of mining and rail-way, banking and land barons' sons, she had flashed ' upon a stunned group of friends the news of a pro-spective European honeymoon trip with her bridegroom. Emma was indispensable; she kept the whole enormous machine run-ning; she knew where business pa-pers were, and what the lawyer came about, and when to call the doctor. But there was nothing soft, friendly, companionable about Em-ma, and at the telephone or when it came to special shopping she was grimly inadequate. Also, she was a monotonous and disinterested read-er. Mrs. Porter had a large mail; she had long been unequal to it, and ha'd employed unsatisfactory girls to act as secretary from time to time with wearying results. Cherry began her duties with the trembling feeling that by no chance could her lines have fallen perma-nently in such pleasant places. To be-ab- to creep away from the world that in one brief encounter had hurt her so terribly and to hide herself here, with a lovely room for her own, a houseful of books for company, amazing meals served at regular or indeed, irregular hours, and only a gentle, sweet, helpless old lady to amuse seemed too good a fortune to be true. From this she passed to a sort of exultation that she had succeeded. She answered the telephone and wrote letters and drove out in the park in her new brown coat and be-coming brown bat, in a pleasant quiver of feeling herself liked and needed and approved. The third phase came only after, several weeks, and was one of doubt, boredom and weariness. She wanted exercise and interest and companionship; she wanted a sense of living; instead she was like a girl caught in a dream. Outwardly, it was all easy and delightful. Cherry came into her employer's room not earlier than half past ten o'clock every morning, not later than eleven. Mrs. Porter, only lost sight of the girl for brief intervals thereafter until ten o'clock at night Cherry had immediately discovered her appetite for flattery and had innocently gratified it in their first days together. Now she had to pay the price for this con-cession with constant pleasantries. "I like you because you're so frank with me. Cherry," Mrs. Por-ter said to her once. "I told Emma said iFran, . "but I'm going tomor-row and I'll do what I can." . "'And you tell 'em Cherry'll send them my check for two hundred." "I'll tell them." Fran did not say anything about the generous size of the donation. And Cherry fancied that her employer looked just a lit-tle dashed and disappointed as the riders cantered away on the bridle path again. "We none of us understood," Mrs. Porter said then. In her sweet, wist-ful voice, "why Judson Marshbanks married Frances Unger she's a very, brilliant girl, but I don't think she's pretty, and she's twenty two years younger than he is. Seems so strange!" This was as near as Cherry ever had heard her come to criticism or unkindness, and she smiled at her interrogatively. . "That doesn't sound like you, Mrs. Porter," she said, with the simple daring that she knew well the old woman liked. "You always say such nice things about everyone." "Well, I hope I always do. my dear, but somehow that girl always does seem to me outlandish. And I loved his first wife. Mary Lee Carey. She died oh, ten years ago. Her mother was Sophy Laquelle, French family here lovely people." Mrs. Porter's proposed dinner party for a chosen dozen of the debutantes took on an increasing importance as the days went by, and. by the debutantes' mothers and families, was by degrees developed into a much larger affair. It was a long time perhaps twenty or twenty-fiv- e years since entertain-ing on a large scale had taken place in the old Glashell mansion, and the newspapers made much of it, and many were the friendly offers of assistance to Cherry's employer as the plan 'got daily under way. The original twelve girls swelled to a score, to thirty, for there were many who must not be forgotten, and at least forty eligible young men were asked to join them. Then certain favored and intimate elders were included to save the hostess the least effort, and in no time at all caterers had come in to set ta-bles and decorate them and prepare a sumptuous meal for one hundred guests; florists arrived with palms and ropes of chrysanthemums; newspaper men and photographers gave the house no rest; a five piece orchestra was engaged, and Mrs. Porter remained in bed all day. getting herself completely rested panion said suddenly, "Look there wait a minute stop him!" ; Automatically obeying these In-structions Cherry, seized the speak-ing tube and Merryweather drew up at the right-han- d side of the road. Then the girl saw. that two bay. horses carrying a man and woman Were pacing along one of the bridle paths. and that the woman was Fran Marshbanks and the man Kelly Coates. ... In response to old Mrs. Porter's gesticulations, and her voice at the window she was energetically low-ering, the riders came close to the car and Fran gave Cherry her sec-ond careless smile and . nod,, and Kelly saluted her by touching his cap with his whip. He was pre-sented to Mrs. Porter, and as the two women fell into a discussion of the list of patronesses for a series of concerts, he rode around the back of the car and chatted with Cherry at her own opened window.' "Well, Miss I have to call you Cherry, I've forgotten the other name " he began. "Oh, do!" said Cherry, the dull park breaking into sparkles, the white winter sky turned June. "Cherry then. What ' have you done to yourself? You look like an-other woman!" "It's my hat," said Cherry. The Polk street creation was on her head, a picturesque hat that came far down over the streaked gold and brown of her hair. "It's more than your hat," Kelly assured her. "You've washed your face, too." Her laugh rang out; he had not heard her laugh before, and as it had impressed Judson Marshbanks at the convent a month or so ear-lier, it impressed the younger man now as being extraordinarily fresh and pleasant. He looked at her d long time, thoughtfully. Or at least, if only for a few seconds, it seemed a long time to Cherry. She felt the warm color in her cheeks and the slow beat of her heart. "I suppose that's true," Kelly said at last in a surprised tone. "I'd read about girls making their debuts," Cherry pursued, warmed to the very soul by his attentive, and d look, "and orchids and all that. But somehow, just that night, to see her so safe and so happy and having such a wonderful time when I was homesick and tired and I knew I looked so awful ..." "Well, of course," he agreed quickly, as she paused in a sort of To Cherry's eagerness and inex-perience and hunger for excitement all this was satisfying beyond words. She was everywhere; she helped with everything. In the midst of the flurry the guest of honor. Dorothy Page-Smit-arrived with a formidable mother as escort, and took possession of one of the big rooms on the second floor. This alone would have sup-plied Cherry with pleasurable in-terest, for Dorothy was a harmless, indeed a seemingly d lit- - tie creature who turned to Cherry ' at once as being the only other per-- ' son of anything like her age in the house, and in a babyish lisp con-sulted her about her gowns, her hair arrangement, her beaux and the possibility of her having any-thing but a "wotten" time in a place where she just didn't know pne "thingle thole." The day of the party was overcast with a cold rain spattering down. At seven o'clock, trim and de-mure in her blue dress with the silver buttons, Cherry went into Mrs. Porter's bedroom to find Em-ma and Ferny busily getting the old lady into a magnificent robe of sil-ver - and - blue brocade, decorating the beautiful curls of her rich white hair with diamond butterflies and preparing her with a preliminary cup of tea and chicken sandwich for the evening's frivolities. She had at first planned to go downstairs tonight, to be installed majestically in some great chair, to welcome her guests herself. But this seemed at the last moment too great an effort (TO BE CONTINUED) that you were a blunt little thing and she was afraid I didn't like it. But I do! I love people to be abso-lutely frank with me." .i With her first sight of Emma, Cherry had had the feeling that the long years since last. they had met were as nothing and that she was a little girl of seven again,, living in a small tiled house with a patio and a fountain, and running in and out of the bedroom where .her mother lay always in bed. A thousand de-tails, half forgotten until now, had rushed back to her; and she bad longed for the moment when she might talk freely to Emma of the past- - v r To include any exercise at all In the twenty-fou- r hours she formed the habit of. rising early and taking a .long walk about the streets or roads of eucalyptus-shade- d into the the Presidio before breakfast. In the freshness and sparkle of these winter mornings life seemed exhilarating enough. But after her breakfast the warmth and torpidity of the Porter mansion enveloped her again like a stupefying drug. "I wonder," she wrote Anita, 'how long this would go on? Emma -t-hat's my old nurse, you know-- has been in one job or another like and years. Well any-way this for years I got my first pay yesterday and'l'm going to buy myself a hat street. My love to I saw on Polk everyone, Madeleine especially, and Elizabeth and all the Sisters and gOne day Cherry had an adven-ture It came on a quiet, foggy afternoon when all the world seemed dull and quiet. Cherry wa. driving her old com- - with Mrs. Porter when shame and embarrassment. "Amy, you mean?" "Amy." "She's not having such a wonder-ful time," he said. "It's all com-parative. She thinks other girls are having a slightly better time, and that drives her wild. Mrs. Marsh-- ' banks, Fran, was speaking of it just a few minutes ago, and saying what fools girls are!" "Cm. girls are fools all right." Cherry agreed meekly, and as the man laughed she laughed too. ."Mr. Coates," old Mrs. Porter said, breaking into the conversation and leaning across Cherry to catch his attention.- . "Frances has promised to bring Amy to dine with me two weeks from Thursday, and I want you to come too." "I'm a dead loss at dinners," Kel-ly said, laughing. "You'll never ask me again." "Well, we'll see about that," said the old lady, in high feather. "But you come, now! My nephew George's daughter. Dorothy Page-Smit-is going to be here comin' up with her mother from Santa Bar-bara, where they tell me she's been breakin' all hearts, and I want her to meet Amy and some of the other youngsters." "Jud may not be here; he gets back from Portland tonight," Fran said, "but he may have to go right back again. So Mr. Coates will squire me. I'll guarantee him." "And you tell Mrs. Dickson to get Mary Trainor and Lizzie Block on that committee!" Mrs. Porter adjured her vigorously. "I will. I've not been going to the meetings, more shame to me," f.. fV. (V. fV. p (V. (V. (V. p (V. V. f r. (N.. f. ? ANOTHER A General Quiz TAe Questions . 1. Which does sound travel fast-er .through, air, water or glass? . 2. How many signatures appear under the Declaration of Inde-- pendence? 3. What monster in literature had a .hundred; eyes? , .; , 4. Who was the youngest Presi-dent ever to take the oath of office in the United States? 5The treaty ending the war be-tween Japan and Russia in 1905 was negotiated in what city? The Answers 1. Glass. 2. Fifty-si- 3. Argus. 4. Theodore Roosevelt. (He was forty-two.- ), U5. Portsmouth, N. H. Speed of Forest Fires Forest fires have? traveled, five ',miles an hour, lava has flowed at 'the rate of 50 miles an hour and clouds have attained a velocity of over a hundred miles an hour. Our Soldier He stands erect; his slouch be-- jj comes a walk; he steps right on-- . ward, martial in his air, his form and movement. Cowper. i |