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Show I; 1 Happiness Regained By t I I H ! aC- 0HN 'LANQ oueht to H d l! havo been a happy M ijwj j nian. He had aud- H ,, JTjl L? denly como Into Ifl )Ar (I ll fame as a popular H I )f jj ISal ' novellat: bis writing HI 1 vtwM I MMW bad brought him an HI ) & JW easy competence ; HI I" fV tf his talents had won Hi I i-HPJ or k'm a cor(Ual 111 '' - reception Into the III moat exclusive clubs, and the literati HI welcomed him with open arms. But III I he was anything but happy. B11 HI I. Of course, thoro waB a girl at the RIH j bottom of It all. Thoro usually la. Ho II H tad Dt Qccn ber since she was a slip jlijH ' a rnai' with a turnedup nose which III H o amount of coaxing and nurture H I could keep the freckleB on, and very Ijfjnl ! fed hair that curled and tooscd pro- iH J vokingly. Everybody made fun of her II H freckleB and hair; that 4a, everybody Hn ' but John, who would chaso the culprits cul-prits who called her "Ginger" or "Firebrand," uptil ho caught them and they promised amendment. They wero good pals John and Peggy that Is, they were until the clash came. John had casually mentioned one day that Peggy wouifcisfco c Mttia wtfs. Herald ho know she could darn and mend and cook and clean better than any other girl in the village. Tho other girla wero bo silly. Whon ho got married, he told her, he wanted a girl who would be tho queen of his homo and who would know that Bhe belonged belong-ed in tho homo and not go "gallivant-In" "gallivant-In" off liko a certain young bride they both know. "Huh!" Peggy had retorted hotly. -I gueBB you think queen of tho home means Mrugo of tho kitchen.' No- for mine!" Then had followed a hot'and heavy war of words, John maintaining his part of the argument with vehemence, ve-hemence, Peggy with flro and anger, and ending up with tho stinging and blinding information. "And you've gone and went and done yourself "too much honor, mister, to think I'd be your kitchen drudge, for I'll be no-tesCT'B no-tesCT'B sullcy olcro. ;ta gcine oc to stage to be a famous prima donna bo there!" And John, cut to the quick, had run away from home and had not Been her since. But tonight as he paced hla studio, with the cheerful glow from the open flro casting wistful shadows, he lived the 3ceno all over again. He wondered won-dered how little Peggy was. ' He knew he had left the little town after tho death of tho aunt with whom aho had lived. He wondored whether she bad kept to her old determination to go on the stago; and he shuddered. For all her temper and girlish arrogance. Peggy was a trusting little soul, and thero were wolves about! He Bank. Into In-to a chair by tho open Are and burled hla face In hl6 hands. Just for a sight of her again now that success had como sho wouldn't have to be a kitchen kitch-en drudge, and he was broador now s&i tzztc ccsslderato of woman's place in tho world. And, oh! for a sound of that glorious voice I Suddenly ho sat up. From a studio next door a plalntlvo little song, accompanied ac-companied by a master hand on tho piano, came clearly to his ears. It thrilled, throbbod and called; there was a pause which signified waiting, then it called again atronger, longingly longing-ly and pleadingly. John Lang abovo everything olio was honorable and would havo scorned scorn-ed an eavesdropper, yet ho deliberately deliberate-ly moved aside the heavy bookcaso which barricaded tho door bctweon his and tho music teacher's studio, and peeped in through the keyhole. Now, the radius discernible through a keyhole key-hole la not particularly spacious, and yet it Is surprising what emotions the vision thero visible can sometlmea produce. The girl stood beside- tho piano and John Lang saw a golden head,, topped by a rather unfashionable hat, a girlish girl-ish bosom, heaving under a shabby dreBB with the emotion of her song, and white handB clasped convulsively together. Was it possible Peggy had been studying in the very next room to his without hiB knowledge, he wondered. won-dered. This was the only night of tho week that he made a practlco of giving up work absolutely, and that was probably the night Peggy wai taking her lesson. It aeemed an eternity before It was over, with lta exasperating scales and mechanical exercises, but Lang was waiting at tho elevator tho minute tho glr emerged. Ho was shocked at her frail appearance. The high color of Si yf rflad 8iTn away to a clear white lovely in its transparency but Pathetic in Its indication of Sr deH-ro,7The deH-ro,7The to place oC the plump, lllSS, "" appear(Kl "at of the fA? P1eey recEnized him, sho drew Sam rrth' nd thoXi& er JS did he W PkQ Word' Ne"hor carh ni. Ut "F7 oyes "ed lQto tha?w!r' d stretched hands AAnTy emPty WUh lonns c,asPed '"HnSght her lnt0 W udy. ventur Hthe Torld bcen yu?" lie ventured, drawing up a chair -nSt WrntC?,ed! ,rm a stenpgrapher loaSL larraly eood one. for I loathe it. but it's the only thing 1 can mi do to earn enough to study music" H t "Your voice is superb, Peg wonder mm ful. I listened while you sang. YoU lHi' still love to sing?" ' "I adore It!" with a fine disregrd 'mh for nicety of expression. Wi "Still want to bo a prima donn" 'tHrTi " 'M, I I guess ao." 9j So what could John Lang do but -Mr gather tho little mite Into bis 36er lM& arms and cover tho lovely white aca : with kisses until the roses camo laJfn- 4MWy ing back, and tho big. sad eyes twin- jp klcd. Ss, And Peggy, being a very humaD be- yL ing, how could she help expla",nS 'IMkj gayly, after the first rapturous em- OflH braces were over, "Oh, shan't I be gla'J Ml, -o give that cantankerous old boss ot SmnZj mine a dignified 'notice' tomorrow. K, f And goodness, won't I love to 'druds jWs in that glorious kitchen ot oursl" H |