of Ada Ferris' photograph, examin
ing it, evidently with approval, for
she made a little chattering noise
that signified happiness.
"Some day, Minnie," said Folsom,
as she snuggled into his coat, "some
day we three will be in a world of
Tlen he. sighed, for he had not
written to Ada Ferris so regularly as
he had been used to do. Perhaps it
was because his promotion came
slowly. It could not have been be- -cause
of Lilith Aintree, Judge Ain-.
tree's daughter, who was the belle of
the American colony, and who dis
tinctly liked Folsom.
There could not have been a great
er contrast than between Lilith and
Ada; the one proud, mirth-loving,
self-willed; the other gentle, sweet
and affectionate. In his heart Folsom
knew that his new flame could not
compare with the girl whom he had
left behind him in Boston. But Ada
Ferris was far away and Lilith was
near, and in his loneliness he found
it impossible to resist her overpower
ing attraction, her personality, vi
brant with youth, and his, he knew,
as soon as he should say the word
that would make her his.
Minnie did not like Lilith Aintree.
There had never been any love lost
between them. The very first 'time
that Lilith and her mother called at
his bachelor quarters I think he was
giving a tea that day the little crea
ture ran screaming from her and,
climbing the curtain pole, sat at that
safe elevation and mowed and grin
ned at her:
"Minnie doesn't seem to like mej"
said Lilith one day. "Don't you think
you ought to get rid of her, John?"
(They called each other by their first
names now.) "I.mean "
She paused in well calculated con-'
fusion. John knew what she meant.
They had been strolling along the
water front together and. he had
never felt her influence so strongly as
that day. But at the words a sudden
t chM fell-Jipon-hjm and before hia
By Harold' Carter
(Copyright byW. G. Chapman.)
"When Folson was sent fo.'the Phil
ippines he told Miss Ferris that he
would have something, very .import-ant-to
-write to her'as'soon as he had
established himself. It was some
thing, which he could not say to her
then because Ada Ferris was rich and
Folsom had his way to make in the
world; But when he looked into her
syes'he knew that she would wait
Held It Toward Hjm.
that she was the kind that would wait
years perhaps for ever.
It was lonely in Manila, in spite of
men friends who took one out to din
ner and whom one entertained at
one's bachelor quarters. In fact John
Folsom had only one real friend
Minnie, his little monkey, who had
been captured, a tiny baby, in the
forests of Mindanao. She was the
tiniest and most affectionate crea
ture that he -had ever seen. One-day
lie found her perched 'gravely onrfront
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