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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 08, 1913, Image 18',
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LIGHT ON GEORGE'S PAST
By Frank Filson.
"Fanny, you've been lording it
over me for the past month, ever
since your engagement to Ed
ward Brooks. But you can't do it
any more," said her friend Mil
dred Thomas, holding out her left
hand with a blush. Fanny Up-
"Mr. George Howard, Miss
seized it and dragged her
iend into the light. On Mil-
ed's third finger sparkled a dia-
ond in a platinum ring.
"Mildred!" exclaimed Fanny,
kissing her. "Who is it?"
"I mustn't tell you," answered
Mildred. ."Now don't be angry,
dear, because you shall be the
very first person to know. It's 3
sacred promise for certain rea
sons." "Oh, I'm sure I don't want to
know, Mildred," said Fanny cold
ly, releasing the hand she held.
"Oh, yes you do, Fanny. Xow
don't be cross. Listen. We're
going to have an engagement
party on Saturday night, and it
will be announced then. And you
are to come and be told first.
Fanny was mollified a little.
"Well, if you think it's worth
making a secret of to please your
fiance, all right," she said. "But
you know very well he has secrets
he hasn't shared with you."
"Fanny!" cried Mildred
"Of course he has, goose. Don't
you suppose he has been in love
dozens of times rapturously in
love, and never told you a word
"Fanny," said her friend in
dignantly, "he told me that he
has never been in love in his life
before. He has never kissed any
girl but me."
"Booh!" said Fanny mocking
ly. "Now Edward knew I was
too sensible to fall for that sort of
yarn and he confessed. But he
didn't tell me all. No, sir, and I'm
going to find out a whole lot more
before I marry him." '
Mildred remained coldly silent.
"Oh, Mildred, here's a joke,"
said her versatile friend. "Xow are
you game for it? Let's each write
a letter to our fiances, saying, 'I
have found out everything -and
shall expect you to explain if