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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 26, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 20

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the tale public himself unless we did.
So it had' to be done, John." She
sighed.
"Well, you can guess -what a row
there was in England, especially as
you are now the heir to the property.
In fact, things got so tot that I found
it best to take a holiday in some
place where the rumors hadn't got
busy yet. Amy promised to come with
me, and she has kept her word. You
know you and Amy were always good
friends, John. So now I shall leave
you two together to talk over old
times."
The woman was gone, and John
stood unsteadily against the railing,
looking into the hard, worldly face of
Amy Nairn. How could he ever have
loved her? How could he? How could
he? He could not answer his own
question.
"John, I am so sorry," said Amy,
putting out her hand. John took it
and it felt cold and cat-like in his
own.
"John," whispered Amy, "do you
remember what you asked me that
night before you came away? I have
never forgotten, John, And I am so
sorry for our misunderstanding. I
have often thought of you, John."
He would have liked to have thrust
his fist into the woman's face. What
a deliverance his had been! But Amy
was singularly obtuse.
"I will admit," she said, "that my
motives in accompanying your sister-in-law
were not altogether altruistic,
John. In fact, I I I wanted to see
you again " She looked down and
shuffled her feet in simulated con
fusion. Amy had singularly pretty
feet almost as pretty as Haidee's
and she had always been aware of
the fact
"And now I've said as much as I
dare, John," she added, raising her
eyes to his.
"I am sorry," said John, bowing.
"Sorry, John?"
"That you should have made this
long journey for nothing. I cannot
marry you "
"How dare you!" she exclaimed,
with flaming cheeks. "Has Jamaica
made a brute of you, John?"
"No, a man," he answered. "When
I go to England I shall take my wife
with me. You see, we are to be mar
ried before the end of the month,
Amy."
His last picture of her was seeing
the sudden cat-like cruelty flame into
her face and eyes as she stood,
sphinx-like, against the rail. But the
picture faded within a moment. For
the air was full of the sweetness of
ag Jamaica night, and John was riding
'home to his bride-to-be Haidee.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
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CARE OF SCREENS
Don't take out the window screens
too early, the flies will be with us for
a while longer, but when you do
take them down be sure and brush
them and dust them and put them
away so that they will be good for
another season.
After the dust is removed make a
mixture of linseed oil one part and
turpentine two parts. With a thin
flat brush apply this mixture all over
the wire netting, both sides, and the
frame as well. Apply this sparingly
so as not to clog the meshes.
The screens can be stored away
anywhere in this condition and in
the spring need only to be wiped free
of accumulated dust before going
back in the windows.
"PENNY WISDOM" '
By Caroline Coe.
Save the pennies the dollars will
save themselves.
Use paraffine oil in place of fur
niture polish. It is 20 cents a pint,
and a pint will last for months.
It may be used on the best of fur
niture. Use very little on cloth and
polish with dry cloth.
It will remove the greasy streaks
often left on highly polished furni
ture, and certainly costs less than
any furniture polish,
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