Show HIR OWN o 0 y AY 0 s cA 4 GIRL c 0 LOVE IS A JEALOUS GOD Love which Is a very Jealous little little lit lit- i tle tie god became cold and deaf to her beckoning She found that the man who used to talk of love to her now talked only of ot business A Awakening w from her dream she saw the whole sordid thing as It really was Life suddenly became unbearable She knew that she would never get anything but stone If she asked for bread and so she took her starved heart out of this world world world-It It mattered not where The paper rustled in my hands I II I started across the room to lay It upon the top of ot the pile from which I had picked It up when I saw the account account of a shoo shooting LIng affray just outside a notorious gambling house Two or three paragraphs were given this this story which In Involved Involved involved In- In the murder of ot a policeman and then at the end as though it were were hot of much account w were we're were re these lines When the police got into th the room and were rounding up the Inmates and gambling paraphernalia Ha lia they came upon the body of ofa ofa ofa a man in an al alcove ove It was evidently evidently evidently evi evi- dently b because c use of this murder that an emergency call had been turned In by someone There was only one table in this room and It was evident that the man had been killed in a quarrel over cards some sometime sometime time LIme before Just why the others had not made their getaway was Incomprehensible The dead man was quite handsome handsome handsome hand hand- some and was quickly Identified as Barry Cornwall My hands that wets holding the paper fell at my sides I felt myself myself myself my my- self reeling I caught hold of the desk to steady myself Again I read the story Again my heart grew cold and hot as the blood rushed from froin it to my brain and back again Things do happ happen n. n The sinner and the righteous one are rewarded reward reward- ed according to their deserts I said to myself However much we work and plan and think that by our own unaided efforts we will carry out that plan we always come I to a place where we eye know that right does prevail There was no use of getting that fifty thousand dollars now Barry Cornwall was dead He had gone before another Judge from whose decision there was no further further fur fur- ther appeal My thoughts raced to the two young women one of them very rich and one of them very poor who would be vitally Interested n in n this story that probably some Bome re reporter reporter reporter re- re porter had written and forgotten forg as soon as he had had turned It in at the copy desk Copyright 1926 NEA Service Inc Tomorrow Joan Tomorrow Joan Gets a Shock |