Show THE HUSBAND HUNTER by ERNEST A YOUNG heart ebeart smas smashing bing Is bound to end in ili husband hunting bunting proclaimed reclaimed charles charlea darton the cynic what do you know about it you ton never hod had a heart to smash taunt eill I 1 billy drew bort bert temple the host and presiding genius at many a smoke talk in the cozy bachelor quarters pricked up hl his s ears for his friends were getting on aj a subject which had acquired a new in terest for him I 1 lie ile had lately discovered that he had a heart and lie he was inclined to coeel feel i 4 a bit heady bendy over it I 1 you are wrong billy charles asi as ns I 1 sorted for or it was a womans comans perfidy that bleached my hair years ago story I 1 old brand of 0 romance ani an nn i i bounced drew with a wave of 0 his fat at hands I 1 1 I fail all to see sea any romance about thet the process of 0 getting stung at a time of 0 life when a decent young chap of 0 a aj mushy temperament thinks he Is in love for or the only possible time ands and the girl plays up the delusion until she finds what a boob ho he is and then lets him drop that in substance continued the cynic was what bapp happened ened I 1 was the boob and miss doris ward was the perfidious maiden and it happened I 1 eight years ago when I 1 was twenty two to chortle over it it you find bad it humorous because I 1 see the loke joke now as plainly as you do I 1 also see how miss bliss doris dobis ward comes to dunbury for a winter ot of sport husband hunting bunting they laughed at the story of course all except their host ile ho it had ad been poking tile the fire and he dro dropped p ped the poker as it if it had burned his fingers the party broke up and no note was taken of at anything unusual in temples manner charles the cynic jilted eight years ago by doris bardl mumbled the host ns as the door shut out the last of his guests it was like a clip from a ill blackjack to the senses of bert temple awen ty minutes ago the memory of doris wards voice was thrilling through his soul as ho be had listened to that voice the evening before sure enough at the ripe age of 0 thirty six ho he had fallen heels over head bead at first sight although they had been hardly two hours lu in each others society lie he be had d as good as told her that she was the wonderful woman and that he was prepared to close up a marriage xgo contract for the car earliest liet late date that could b be e fix fixed ed upon compatible with the tha conventions now temple felt sick dizzy bewildered wil dered 1 I was the boob arid and miss doris ward w wasa as the perfidious maiden were the words that bored into temples consciousness in other words at the callow age of twenty two charley charla darton had been jilted by miss ward and now he bertram temple at thirty six had betrayed tho the same brand of callowness as that joung youngster ster whom temple had never particularly admired now according to charles the cynic this young woman choso whoso unique charm lma aind appealed to temples un uni i tutored heart was anas a husband hunter that meant that slie she was done with the tha royal sport of killing for amusement and had taken up the practical voca tion of bagging the game and it seemed that she had marked him bert temple age thirty sly six as a likely mark there was little time in which to make up his mind what to do in an hour lie was to cull call at tho the inn to tako take miss ward motoring there alm time e to think out a really good plan tor for showing doris ward that lie he was aware of her little scheme of marrying the first nian man in dunbury whom she chose to smile upon so he got out hla his car and asked mollie clews to go with him temple in his racer with tho the chattering little magpie snuggled on the sent seat beside him blin slackened the pace in front of the inn ue ile could seo see miss ward at the toot foot of the walk waiting for him lie ile meant to slow up just enough so she would be sure to see how boxy pretty I 1 and happy mollie looked and then like alko a end cad ue lie would speed ou on aud and leave the husband hunter to guess what had happened chug chuel 1 the racer stopped short the engine we went nt lend fiend at that juncture charles darton came up with his car and in a twinkling ling lie had mollie beside him you speak to your er charles darton stammered temple aas as doris took mollies place in the tao stalled motor was that charles darton Darto nr she exclaimed really heally I 1 had the imbres islon lie he was tall and blond ue ile told us bort bert persisted that you jilted him eight years ago and inow now you would pretend it was my cousin doris who did tile the jilting bilting jil ting she told we me all about it she called him no 23 if I 1 remember rightly she Is lots older than I 1 am and different about about flirting they were still sitting beside each other in the stalled racer when they IV acre ere aroused to the passage ot of time thile by the purr of bartous Dar tons tous motor returning ith mollie after an hours spin in confusion doris ward tried to get out arid and flee into the house but temple recklessly hilarious and brazen would not let her go ue ile said you were a husband hunter he be told her im not one any morel she ebe protested copyright amt per b by the th mcclure mcclar |