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By George Elmer Cobb.
1 "I will win over your father yet,
"Oh, Ned, I sincerely hope so! But
he has changed he is not like the
dear old papa, who used to enter into
all our joys and sorrows. I can't un
"I can," asserted Ned Walters
bluntly. "Your father was a fine busi-
nessman. He retired too early in life.
" Idleness never yet suited a nature like
his. The result has been hypo
j, "Oh, dear!" uttered Leila Taylor
dismally. "What a dreadful sounding
" name. Is this hypo hypo "
"Chrondria, exactly," nodded
t Ned a disease? Not in the true'
sense. It's fancy, imagination, but its
V1CU1U buiiua. -rt. uusuicsb liiiiu line
jour father finds himself at leisure,
nothing to work "for, nothing to oc
cupy his mind. Result: the megnms.
He gets all kinds of ridiculous ideas
in his head."
"Well, papa's seem to be a new dis
ease every day. He mopes, takes no
exercise, says he can hardly walk.
The doctor told mamma there was
not an earthly thing the matter with
him. We can't persuade him as to
that, though. He is crabbed and cross
to all of us. You are the last object
of his aversion. He has forbidden you
the house oh, Ned, hurry! There is
papa now." t
Robert Taylor came into view as
his daughter spoke. She and Ned had
met clandestinely at the garden
There was a hurried exchange of
kisses. Pater familias, looking strong
enough to meet a giant, but wearing
a scowl and slouching along as if his
feet had dead weights attached to
them, came to the spot where his
"Leila, who was that?" he chal
"Only a neighbor, papa?" reported
"It was Ned that is, Mr. Walters
oh, papa, dear, don't be angry!"
But instantly the retired merchant
went into a paroxysm of his usual
rage when anything crossed him.
"If I find that young man on these
premises again," he stormed, "I'll
thrash him within an inch of his life,
ffm Ned! Why isn't he at work?
Loitering his hours away sweetheart
ing, wasting his employer's time. I
never did that, and see where I am."
Where he was, Leila reflected sad
ly, was at a climax in his life where
money was a surfeit and time a bur
den. The tears came into her eyes
as she contrasted the soured, imperi
ous tyro with the old-time, cheerful, ,
hustling man of business.
"You've heard me say," snapped
out Mr. Taylor viciously. "If I learn
of vour meeting that young man
i again, 111 I'll lock you up."