Show V S Y j Be lindas home X t X X brew pot A t 3 9 it by RUBY DOUGLAS jj IDS 1322 1922 by mcclure newspaper syndicate belinda was worried A shadow blindow tilt ai cleared in her dark esca and it pucker lingered on oil lur her III 1 I cella would not have set till tills brew if I 1 had anon I 1 lind had to mahe tills this trip to buffalo it takes as much attention as a baby ten pounds ot of raisins at 30 cent a pound and two pounds of bron sugar it at twenty to say nothing of 0 tile the tartaric acid why its ridiculous I 1 cant afford to waste naste it and it will be wasted if I 1 do not stir it every da day y and watch it belinda began to wonder aliat liat slie site could do there wua no one will whom slie she lived she occupied her tiny studio alone was no one with whom she could burden the brew her trip to buffalo was necessary she had promised harry that on his next shore leave she would visit his mother in buffalo so that they hoy might 1 both 0 it on ell joy oy ills holiday together in fact slie she had halt half promised that slip she would give hlin him nn an answer to ills proposal at tills this time now slie she seemed to feel it a nuisance to go so far away just to see harry and she was beginning to wonder if this were the proper state of mind for nn do about to lo be engaged girl aishe slie was very fond of harry and very proud of ills his officers uniform not that harrys uniform had seen any special service but it was be becoming corning I 1 and he had graduated from froin the naval academy and had been in part of the hie war zone for the moment the uniform and henry she called him henry when she did not feel so kindly toward him I 1 I 1 I 1 x i 01 j t tj liti 1 I cant afford to waste it paled into insignificance by comparison with the home brew in which she was absorbed abed As she put things into her suitcase she decided to lie unconventional anti anil ask the young man luan on the same floor to lo come in each morning arid stir the pot she had never seen him but the with which lie came and went each morning and evening made her realize that lie he was a dependable person tom weston scotch as a bunch ot of 11 urple purple heather wits was surprised at the quaint ic quist of tile the gill whose voice lie had heard in the next room to blown for be it known that belinda I sang ang and practiced from time to time line the mans loans smile was encouraging enciu raging to belinda slie site observed a long sent scar n neross cross ills cheek then her eyes lie expression that wits was unmistakable the tale late that told ot of unforgettable destruction slie she knew in a minute that the man had fought in tile the big war gouid ifould it would you think it strange it if I 1 asked you to go to my room every morning tor for a few days and stir my home brew pot she asked timidly tom laughed ive done harder things than that lie said 1 I am dashing for a train she went an on here Is the key the big stich that lies across the pot Is to stir it 11 and ani alij oil oh thanks so much 11 tom took the key ril ill stir it dont worry and shall ball I 1 post your mall perhaps 10 oil 11 would iou gave glicr ter address nd dress dont send jut letters that look as if they too lir leeks checks 1 from ina gazin I 1 pictures ond and I 1 gut get a check v aich I 1 need ill try to extract some from tile postman nian for ion it will give me pleasure to do these little things for you so 80 dont worry while you tire tin 1 LAY belinda loved the succession of rt ri in fit his words word IU ill fact belinda found herself as slie she traveled toni d Buff 1141 and ile henry IY t III lehing for far more alaoui tile scotch mans iiii ins smile and tone and general than about alio ala ille ilie was in lier let way t to see ce sike she coutil toe cc tile hie grent great scar ills face and llie lite winning 1111 smile ile that ob obscured cured it it oil oh no BO it be love ot fit hist sight slip she tried to tell herself lier seir ali and not mt it ft is something 1 lilie 11 e never dever felt tills way before then slip she begun began to wonder if lie had liked her was she his tape that she was very much ills his type tom weston had decided us its lie stirred each day the now hissing brew III H looked about the little studio lie he 01 oh served the hominess of it lie he decided that belinda was a domestic girl arwell as a moist most beautiful one one morning the postman brought an envelope that tom decided must lie be it a check and tills gave him fill an excuse to s end tin nn accompanying note ile he explained hint the hie brew was getting getling noisy lind active as lie ho explained it and wondered if it 11 were viere till nil right or if perhaps he lid did not do the light thing by it ills delight at getting nn an answer knew no bounds and it ii hafid to d come back ack so quickly thil he was wag sure she had not minded writing it belinda had a most uncomfortable alt henry she oie always called hlin him that now was not what she had once thought him lie he had become in her eyes conceited ile he thought only ot of himself and lid while abille lie was persistent in ills his of tier her she felt that he would not hs be missed so greatly if she were to tell him no and this slie she lid did site she said that she he felt that she lid did not love him enough to marry him when she returned to her studio she found a cluster of roses on her desk desh and a spray of white while heather hen her when tom arrived home that night she pencil opened the door of lier ter studio lie ile almost dashed toward her when lie shook her liand hand and the brew lie he asked to cover ills joy at seeing her it was tin thi way of tile the scot to hide ills his emotion oil oh its all right come in and see Be lindas heart was thumping too quickly the roses roes slie she aked looking up at him and the white heather oil tile the heather Is to make the checks come quicker its lucky v you on know belinda held the spray in her fingers lier her eyes lowered over it and the roses tom looked into her eyes could I 1 tell you about the lie roses some other lay day please plu ase lie ile hesitated III 1 I I 1 just tell you now belinda took the situation in her own hands nod and tried to make it casual it seemed better of course you may why dont you come coma in an and have a bite with m me tomorrow night I 1 have to eat and so do you and it will lie time to bottle the brew could you help 1 I could help you do anything lie he said and it was not long before the landlady in the house had to cut doors between tile studios so as to make a real housekeeping apartment ti two of her tenants had decided to be married |