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waited her shortly, she stepped from the machine
.in«l went i<> examine the handcar; while the gang
.in.l the bos^ seized the opportui to Hoci ov< i
and under the auto, analyzing it. A sound one
would not have interested them, but a '■■' Xr ' I! ''"•'■'•
machine will fascinate pretty nearly any crowd of
masculines.
When we reached 'h> handcar, I explained its
primeval style of architecture. < >n< < I glanced over
my shoulder and saw the form «>f her cheerful
guardian just entering th<- house on the hill, followed
by the Irishman; both looking small at the distai
Then | ■ rned to my explanations
"Try it a little way/ I urged. "I'll be very, very
careful
She looked at me without replying, and I saw
that her thoughts ere not on the handi .ir at all.
"In less than an hour," she said, as though talking
in ;i dream, "we shall be at his si tei house Then
very soon, •ti- re will be a few words
— and 1 sh;ill belong to him!" She
bit down the ' imp of ■ teria in
herthroat "Imustbi honest !"sh<
said. "What was that word you
used awhil< back, — the word I liked
so, the vord 1 mustn't think
about ?"
"Ii was quit," I said briskly, —
"'<|-u-i-t' ! And thai wliat youare
going to do. Don't look so, you
poor distracted child don't, or
I'll punch your amiable guardian's
head for himl Will you mind me
She gazed at me "I don't know
you; you re a stranger You must
know people before you listen to
them '
"Pretty frequently, when you
know them, you find out you'd best
not listen," I lid -.■ imly " 1
learned that from a late experience
of mine with a friend at the track.
Now you don't know me; hence
you have confidence That's why
I'm going to put uui this hand-
ar and race to the station. Once
there, 'I! buy you a ticket and wire
to my father He was your f athei
partner ai one time. That is the
gospel truth "
She looked at me again, the
searching, eager look of a losi child,
who finds something that s» en of
value yet fears to touch it.
"Guido," 1 called sharply, "you
and (iiusej)pe come here a minute!
The lady wants you to give her a
ride There' i a dollar in it for each
of you."
"I have not a cent," she said hi
alarm.
" Hut 1 have. My pockets are
full "
The two men i ame on a run, .ii : er
a nod from the boss, and jumped on
the car with a grin.
RRYING back to the ma
•" chine, I secured a rug, ran to
the car, spread it. on the deck, and
swiftly lifted {Catherine Holcombe
to its floor We sat there beside
each other, and when the ear
moved ofT (presently beginning to
show, under the powerful pump
ing of the men, and the increa
of slope in the grade, •> >urpri rate of speed)
1 caught hold ol her right hand and said rapidly:
"Katherine Holcombe, listen to me! That was a
li. — all thai stuff aboul your being responsible for
the money! The responsibility lay just the other
way, — it was his! II- oughi to be jailed for losing ii
Now you pay attention to me The Dixie Flyer
takes water at the junction in a very little while. 1
shall put you on board, ticketed and tagged. You
will go straight to your father's old partner. Judge
Townsend Wynn, in Montgomery. I'll wire him all
He will explain your rights to you; and later he will
do some explaining to thai hojieful guardian of
yours — vho oughi to be writing plays, his imagina
tion is so resourceful!"
She lifted her beautiful face to mine, light leaped
to her frightened eyes, hope colored her cheeks, her
bosom rose with new life. " Did my guardian, did
Mr Wilcox, truly Ik to me about the money?
Wasn't 1 to blame, reallj r"
"About as much as the lamb in the fable was for
muddying the spring."
"Bui your father, what will he think? What will
he say to my coming?'!
" He and the mater will say, ' We .ire glad to have
you, little girl." "
" Bui — but m; ticket," she mered "It
you have money, why are you working with a pick
on the railroad?"
"I'm following Mr Wykcoff's example," I said
airily. "I'm studying sociology al first hand. "
"Oh, you are going to write — "
'"Yes, I'm going to righi — a wrong
"If your people will tak< me in," she murmured,
"Illworl for them. I'll pay back to them all that
they do
"Anybody would think it j.'oi«l pay just to look at
you," 1 thought. Then 1 addressed the men in
Italian, fluent enough to make them understand
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR APRIL 4. 1909
• i.illar apiece del
N( >T ■ c, ticket
in h.i: ■:,... hair car. Ii
fully empi y little purse 1 slipp
:■ • ana luncb I i and m; - 1
gav< her .t penciled note !<> my father,
he would •
.it th<
[ said g to ■ t rushed
! M-nt my wire, t o!U i • "I am
sending you a preseni from your old partn - Mccl
the four-thirty Flyer to-morrow, and it will « •
My impul is m arly cured H
earn .i ticket in .t month more Lett r follows
\V< pul "i! good speed going back, and .<■•■
then
or -•: ■ •
•lather and M.-chi-r Will Say, We Arc Gbd to H«TC V.i... L.I 1. GmL
FIRM , take an ordinary novel
Thai is easy, because ii 's
the only k m> 1 there is foryou to
take, novels are extraordinary only if they last six
months. You will receive the !><>ok in the form of
"galleys,"- sheets of paper with length, no breadth,
and no thickne Did you ever notice the propor
tions ot tin- innkeeper's Mil in a comic opera? Thai
is the sort of thing. Yon should really have fifty-two
fingers on each hand to manage it properly.
We will suppose you to I •»■ rather normal \o\v
then, you begin !•» read, ai ; I you have come
to "There she sat in her magnificent pearl necklace,
which was worth a perfectly .yo- ..i King's ransom"
Mop' the inside sheets have sh.i from your 61 1
You think there is the place to quit reading. N< ■
so! You pick up the fallen sheets and stari a.^.ur.
\ow when they slip again is the >!•>;'•'!■
null! You are exonerated, tree' N'ou say, 1
won't read the damn tin:
The true craftsman, the bona fide ilhisti
never gives up the firsi time the galleys slip; it is the
::'l time.
Now you are ready to U^in. unhampered !-\ any
mislea U the story, ft was probably
punk, anyway You will make s:\ drawings. The
tirst is naturally "She.' jusi .1 head Use your
ta\ onte m. »!e!. a girl, as y< >v are to do a female head.
Put her in low neck; this always take- Twist her
neck so she is looking over her shoulder at you. If
she prefers, allow her to twist her own neck.
There is an easier and perhaps better way than
tins: it all depends on how you have been brought
up It You haven't time to use a model,
< opy • 't .1 head by 1 larrison Fisher and do it from that.
HOW TO ILLUSTRATE A BEST SELLER
By James Montgomery Fljj.'tf
He stormed toward me at once. "Where is Miss
Holcombe?" he rag< ""This section boss says she
wanted to try that infernal handcar!"
"(>h, the handcar," 1 said. "Why, yes, she :r:ed
it
"Why didn't she come back in it?"' he shouted,
almo dancing up and down in his anxiety and fury.
"' Raise your head, you indifferent oaf, and listen to
me!"
I rose slowly — 1 am six feet — and four..! my eyes
on a level with hi?- "If you think I can hear ■ viler
this way, go ahead! Byi way, I see you bought
your new car."'
"Attend to your own business! Where is Miss
Holcombe?"
" Perhaps it you speak i illy, I'll answer," I
drawled.
H« nearly smothered; but he commando! '.:im
self. "Where is she?"
"She said to tell you." I answered distinctly,
though not quite veraciously, "that she wouldn't
trust a second hand motor. She's gone on ': v the
Flyer."
"The Flyer!" he almost screamed. "I: doesn't
go our way!"'
I drew very near to him. VI- in low
tones, "it doesn't. But it goes to the home i E her
father's partner. Jud^e Townsend Wynn. — that's the
Wynn who ha broken up so much corrupt.":: ■.'-. uor
State, the Wynn that sifts things. She c; be
stopped now. If you want to see her, you i '. =te
|udge Wynn first ."
lie riir'neil it dull, yell.. white. My father's ..ime
is «>ne to force respect from an} bird
oi prey. "Wynn!" he rr; '-.ited.
" But she — she had no mom
"Oh, yes, she did." ! saw! heer
fully. ""She ha sold some eweh
of her mother's."
There wa silence. The -nan,
plunged into what 1 suspectrtl was
genuine fear of legal investi .:;on,
stood wordless
"Take my advice/ 1 : :tly.
"Go home!"
"D IT here his energies, w : must
■■■' have som< outlet, it:!- '^
in .1 resolve to punish me, least.
He sprang on me with a t anJ
agility very commendable houH
have enjoyed a tussle with m imm
ensely, and 1 pretty weE 'r.'fiA,
considering my training, i ooM
have come out on top: bul hemade
a great mistake Hesnat« bed outa
knife — and then the gang tools a
har..i: rhey made a <!h<.- for him.
tore him loose, and pitch< I hira
into his new machine, a lighi dec
tric runabout, the Irishman, who
had engineered the sale, jerking 'r.e
lever. It sprang forward am! '.v«.:.t
down the road at a wild rate
As the auto swiftly assumed '
regulated course, WUcos vanished
into the purple curtains i I *ius*
now falling.
The section boss glanced at the
mv« i needed handcar, ; idled out
his watch, leisurely pressed it «{tn.
yawned into its ttbrnipy race, and
again drawled out in h- s!o« "-" r - t ' s «
"Quittin" time!"
You will get amm better result
that way, and it does save mood
hire, an item thesepainickj day*
Nexi comes the yacht scene. Model are afl aXh
sard luxury here, "that i- flat! Smart, Chatter*
Barks or the House ol Paddenheimei will supply yon
with the cuts you need Put in figure of a man lean
ing forward toward figure of a Kirl in yachting cap.
She is to l<K>k at the deck, possibly wondering "° w
undei the sun she can ever gel up and walk •■:\ it tne
way you have drawn it Pol in dead lights l' M
wheel* comes in somewhere here.) The next !i ' u ~Hj*"
tion will o< course be he and shi on horseback. »**
nags must have curvatun of the neck in theadvanceo
stages. Don't draw the horses. The heads wrfll po*"
sibiy have to be done; but illustrators' autumn
leaves may be used in a splotchy, clever manner.
makii an excellent substitute for anatomy.
Then there is the actioi scene. Make the >""": g
civil engineer throttling the German Huron ■
author, foolishly and through his lack of knowfc««
of such things, had the young engineer shooting tn
B;ir<>n; but that is neither here nor there
Carry out the other pictures along the same Sacs
When doing the English Lord, remember that t.. ere
is absolutely no difference betweei an Engbsnj 0*"0 *"
and a Yankee except the monocle, the deer StaUing
cap. the checked suit, and the ends of th« mu>ta«:ne.
If the Englishman is a. Lord, a broad crimson r-.twon
pasted on the shirt bosom diagonally completes tn
chara< for purposes of illustration. .
In doing single Dgures without background, i.uni
forget to add a number of supplementary hair one
all around the edge of the figure. They don't mean a
thing; but they're so sketchy!
