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Show THE DIARY OF A SIREN CLARA'S WITCHING WAY By RING W. LAKDNER. MAY ul. LEMNLB has gone east with the nine and will not be back for throe weeks and O diary how am I ever going to stand his absence as this is our first real seperation since he asked nic for my hand. AVe have promised to write to each other twice a week and to think of each other every minute of the time we arc apart, though such a promise on my part is not necessary, neces-sary, as J can think of nothing else but the big man who will some day call mo his bride. I have found out the name of the man who called me up and who smiled at me the day I wns to the bail park and who would force his attentions on me were 1 not ?o firm in resisting his attentions. His j name is Lou Tanner, and. he was ! not taken east with the rest of the j nine on account of him having a ! 1 a n , e finger :t n d unable to pi ay ball. He called me up this mnrn-ing mnrn-ing to tel! me that a ud to renew his plea that he might come a ml call, or take me out somewhere for an evening's amusement. " Xo, " I said firmly, "and 1 am surprised at you Mr. Tanner for trying to take advantage of Len-nie's Len-nie's absence. It would not be fair to him were I to allow you to see me. He is so persistent and his voice sounds so disappointed when I refuse re-fuse his attentions th; t it is hard j for me to be loM towards him. but my first dut v is to f .ennio who I have plighted my troth, Jt'XK 2. DIARY it i late but I am not sleepy ami t must write down this evening's events before 1 tro to t ii e land of d rea ins. 1 i e ra m r to see me tonight, diarv, came without asking my permission, Little Lit-tle did T know who it was when the . door boll rung and when 1 opened the door and seen him standing outside smiling I am afraid I blushed furiously for ho said, ' Keep it n p. That color- mawes you look pretty." "I must say you have your nerve, Mr. Tanner, ' ' I said frigidly. " Who gave you permission to come and call on ine? ' "The mayor,'' he replied, and T. could not repress a smile at his comical com-ical remark. I He took my smile as a smile of welcome and' before I knew it he was in our apartment and had hung his hat on the hatrack. "Well here 3 am," he said, ''and I wish you would ask me to sit down. ' ' "Common politeness demands me doing that,-' f replied, "but T wish you would explain your presence here.'' "J came to see somebody." he replied smiling and again T was obliged to smile too, though I tried hard not to. WELL, he staid and talked and . talked and O diary I must confess that it has been a pleasant evening and how nice he looked in his silk shirt, when he took off his coat because the evening was so warm. It was after 11, when he rose to go and then he said at parting, "Will you let me take you to one of the parks tomorrow-night?" tomorrow-night?" At first I said no. but finally 1 said: "It, would not be fair to Lennie for me to go unknown un-known to him and T will co on one condition that I write to Lennie tomorrow to-morrow morning and tell him of mv acquaintance with you and ask him if he objecis." "(o ahead and ask him," he said, "but go with me tomorrow night an vwav and f will promise you a good time." So 1 reluctantly consented but tomorrow tomor-row morning I must write to Lennie Len-nie the first thing and tell him everything. I noticed that there was no bandage ban-dage on Mr. Tanner's fingers and (Continued on Folio-wing Fase.) DIARY OF I SIREN; MI'S SWEET W j (Continued from Preceding Page.i ! at! of them looked to be all right. O diary I wonder if he stayed home I from the eastern trip ou my account. ac-count. JUXE 3. L was going to write to Lennie this morning and tell him about my ! date with Mr. Tanner, but on second sec-ond thoughts I thought it best to not. rouse his feelings in the matter mat-ter because it might effect his pitching pitch-ing in the games "in the oast. I will go with Mr. Tanner t onigbt and then tell him firmly that there must bo no further communication between be-tween him and I. But O diary I am excited and will tonight never come? |