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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, October 01, 1913, Image 18

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, CINDERELLA
Bv Augustus Goodrich Sherwin.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"Wonder of wonders look at
that!" cried Dallasjpvans.
"Pair flotsam on the face of the
Waters,!" rejoined Bert Williams,
quickly.
".Here, I'll get them I saw them
first." ,
"And I've got them first!" pro
claimed Bert triumphantly.
Splash; he was ankle deep in the
water off the shallow little creek, had
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"Barefooted It's the Cinderella."
seized the cargo of floating plank,
and this, or rather these, he dangled
before the eyes of his chum and
comrade.
"How did they ever come adrift?"
"There's the mystery. And the
romance," added Bert, "for whoever
wore them is certainly a modern
Cinderella."
It was of a surety a curious and
animating incident. The two friends,
taking their outing at the little town
of Redfernhad been resting on the
bank of the stream when the strange
cargo came into view. f
The pretty slippers rested side by
side on the piece of plank, folded and
placed carefully beside them a pair of
dainty silk hose. It was an outfit
worthy of a princess suggestive, in-, ,
deed of some fairy-like Cinderella.
Bert-Williams placed his remarkable
find in the pocket of the right over
coat he wore and took up hjs walking
stick.
"Hold on. Where are you going?"
challenged Evans.
"To locate the owner, of course,"
responded Bert. "Think I'll miss a
romance like this?"
"Sort of a royal prince looking for
a Cinderella, eh? "'rallied Evans.
"Take it that way at any rate,
probably a distressed maiden splash
ing in the brook disloyal plank
floats away with her belongings. Gal
lant knight errant restores the dainty
treasures to win the thanks of a
maid with a foot that a queen might
envy!"
Bert wrote poetry, was something
of an artist, and believed in myths.
The glamour of romance fascinated
him and he started out expectantly
upon an exploring commission. The
plank had come from up stream. He
lined the verdure-tangjed shore.
"There she is!" suddenly he ex-
claimed. "Young lady this way."
A little, graceful miss was coming i
down the shore path slowly. Its flinty ,
surface seemed o make progress
difficult for her. She scanned the
Stream closely the while. She looked
up at Bert's hail.
There was a scream.' The affright
ed miss turned like a frightened
sprite. There was a sway of skirts,
a dart back among the thickest
shrubbery. There was, too, a flash
of pearly tintedileet, smooth and
handsome as veiled marble, and the
vision vanished. r-Bert gasped out: -

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