RT STORY SHOWING HOW LOVE ALWAYS FINDS A WAY
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ir goes. Bert Bruce's unwelcome invitation. The wedding in the court room.
"By gum," muttered Constable Heze
kiah Bumstead of La Mesa, ''I'd like to
set eyes on the fellow that's been bur
glarizing all the swell houses around
here." The constable's, tin badge spark
led in the sun and his club wa'ved Bellig
erently as he looked up and down the
street. Who was that on a bicycle, ped
dling along like mad? Look like a tough
customer to Hezekiah. And the bag he
carried probably contained loot.
"Hey there!" yelled, the constable.
Jack stopped. The officer opened the
bag. "Burglar tools, by gum !" he mut
tered. "You're under arrest."
From the court of the justice of the
peace, Jack was sent to jail. He was ii
spair at the thought that he would
not be able to meet Bessie that evening
and marry her according to their plans.
He had the license, in his pocket.
Suddenly memory sent him a happy
thought. "Why Bert Bruce lives in La
Mesa he said, "I'll ask him to identi-
So Jack gave the only dollar he
had with him to the constable
with a message for lawyer Bruce.
So Colljns is mjau, said
Bruce when he got the message.
"Well, let him stay there awhile.
It will cool him off and give me a
clear field with Bessie.
So he told the constable that
he knew no Jack Collins and that
the prisoner was probably a des
perate criminal. Then he took his
auto and drove over to the
"Come on for a drive," was his
cheery invitation. ' Mrs. Smith
was delighted. Bessie was on
pins and needles waiting for Jack
to come. But she couldn't tell
her mother that and she had
simply had to go driving.
Bruce dashed through the
streets of La Mesa, putting his
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