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Show I &jU Mf4"H"l"F4t"i"H"l"i"i"l"l"M"l"t"t" I 'I I PEACE IN THE FAMILY i 'I By KEITH KENYON. T ' Ilcnry Harper tint hack IiIh well-shaped well-shaped head nml laughed. "Well, I 'llku that! Do you know I'm only for ty-throe? Hut I suppose that must ', Buom ancient to twenty." 1 Dora lovcil liur fatliur devotedly. ;V Tlicro was something In his tone Unit iy brought n Hood or rod to hnr cheeks. k(H "Well, not oxnrtly uiiclout, dntldy. Itf$ but when 1 get married I want hoiiiu Vj ono my ovn ngo who can play golf ! and tunnl.4 and danro and run nu aero- piano, maybe. If bo's rich." "Ah all-around athletu llku yourself! Ho you think bornuso I llku books nnd . u garden and write for magazines I'm J old nnd deeiopit?" S ' "Now, daddy!" i . "It sounds pretty much that wny. ,inlfls. Hut If you liked books and How- U 'ern bettor than anything olso wouldn't i, you llko your hiiHlianil to llku them. l too, no mutter what his ugo might II' bo?" anxiously. i "I suppose so," with n sigh. "Hut. ' 'daddy dear. If she's oeeoptod you--nnd you seem pretty suro of It or jou'd havo been more anxious about the lot- CjS tor please don't loll mo. I'll know Hi that alienee means consciit. Ami Bl innybo somo do-y I mean I'll try to HJ got used to it. ' She kissed him nml IB,' ' .went quickly hack to the house to sob BR) Tier heart out In her room. HH,' Tho days passed mil Henry Harper ft. never returned to the subject tboy had fi, discussed that morning In tho garden. BE' Dorn drooped, knowing that her father B wnB to bo married and that another Bl woman would soon be pouring cnfTeo Br' at her plnco at the table. HK, tier friends, llttlo guessing tho Iron- Bi bio, did what they rnuld to cheer ber, Bf. Hop father was worried. "Dora," ho Bf said one morning with llnnllty, "I lmvo BJ n plan. I'm fining to send you nway. HH You uccil n chnngc of scuuo nnd nlr. IB. If you no on HiIb wny I don't know Bf i what will happen. You've got to go. Bf I've mndo up my mind!" Bf. "Hut. Inddy. promlBo you won't " Bf: sho Htopped. IHk Ho guessed the appeal In her oyes. Bfe "No, dear!" softly. "I won't bo mar- HK rlcd vhllo you'ro gone. I know of u BR place on tho north shoro of Mnssa- BI,, chusctts, Hrnxtou, where n number of Bf people have cottages. Somo friends of Hf your tnothor live there two In fact, a Br Mr. Cyrus Fielding, bachelor, nnd his Bi sister Margaret. Tliny hnvo nlways Bl wanted us to visit them, but I can't i" go Just now. So I'm going to send j. you nlono. Thoro! That's n good girl. , I know you'd do It. I'll glvo you n ft chock for soma clothes mid try to bo HI , ?. rondy by Saturday." DJ , Tho Floldlngs woro nt tho station MM with I heir car when Dorn arrived nt Bf Ilroxton Saturday evening. Mnrgnrot BC was clear Bklnncd, dark oyed and Be unlet mtiuuored. nnd her tender gruel Bf Ing of tbu girl won her nt onco. Cyrus, Xp tall nnd not too good looking, put B$ 'Dorn Inntnntly nt ho'r enso by remnrk- Hft lug, "How do you -do, Miss Harper? BE. ,Tho last time I saw you you woro Bv cutting your first troth. Someone sue- Bfij gested that I Investigate nnd you bit Bv mo, I still hnvo tho scar." ,BjE Dorn lnughed. "I havo nlwnys won- tWkf ilorcd why my tcoth tried to grow 3K3 crooked. I understand now. Tboy got Btl -wrecked In Infancy." PBsl "Very likely you nro right," agreed flE Margaret Flohllng, looking nt her H3 brother fondly. "IIo'h ns hnrd ns D nails nil over. And no wonder bo's HE novcr In tbu bouse." HE "That sounds promising," returned BJ', Dorn, "if you mean bo's fond of HI I sport." BS "Try mo on anything you llko!" Bflf boasted Cyrus, "lint hero wo nro nt Hh , homo." Hjt The cottage was low, rnmblliig and Hi luxurious with every comfort. Bur- Hw round! a It was n most wonderful IR, Knrilen "Oh. if father could only seo HIE it!" oxalnlmed Dora. "Ho loves (low Hfi ,!rH ! ' IPJI "I wihh bo could!" nnsworod Mar- Hjfi' gnrtil. "Tho garden Is mine. I take K& enro of It myrolf. "Now, donrle, I WU( want you to fool that this is your Hi homo. Do Just whatever you wish. Bjgj I'll soo that you meet somo charming HI t pcoplo mid Cyrus would lovo to hnvo Bjf) you along on nil his jaunts, boating BJ- or otherwise, if you don't think bo's Hf too old." Bj' "You'ro both darlings," oxclnlmod HI' Dora onthuslnstlcnlly. "It's my own HI fault If I don't hnvo tho tlmn of my Hffli life." For tho tlmo sho had forgotten If about her futlinr nnd her trouble. Bii Tho days and weeks (lew. The rosoa BIl uf health nnd spirits ngnlu bloomed HJ't on Dora's cheeks and something olse' HI , For hIio bud fallen In lovo with Cyrus Bf' FioIdliiB and bo with hor. "Hut. dear. Hf a you nro suro you don't think I nui 3 too old," he nsknd Iter once anxiously. g' "I'm forty" HS "Oh. hush! I won't hnvo you twy Bl that,"1 she laughed. "You'ro Jubt BJ right." Bs One day Dora enmo into tho library Hf whero MnrpRret was reading. On the H tablo wn n bowl of roHOS that caught Bf bur oye. "Vh , thoao nro Lady Thorn Hs roses' I thought father was the only H one In this part of tho country who yjfr hud thorn!" fWj "Ho Is!" nnswercd Margaret. put El ting hor nrr. i tei'.ilcrly around Dora Jk and drawing bur close. "Ho sent thorn Wi to mo. Do you llko mo any bettor, Kit dear, than you did?" 'f,' "You darling!" exclaimed Dora "So you nro to bo my now mother? Oh, I'm so glad! Now I'vo two things to tell daddy In my lottor." jflnft (Copyright, 1315. by McCluro Newspaper RflB;jBfll Syndicate,) |