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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 10, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 20

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terest in his life, however. Eloise had
come to thank him for the ring, a
reconciliation had taken place and
the old man emerged from his selfish
surliness.
One afternoon he was seated in his
garden conversing with Eloise and
her husband, who-came often to see
him, when a voice Called his name.
At the gate stood Tip Farrell. He ex
tended a package to the old man.
"There's your goods, all of them,"
he said simply. "I say, my friends,
there's more than one kind of thieves
in the world. You've been the worst
kind of a specimen."
"I I!" stammered Forrester.
"Yes, stealing happiness from your
own life and the lives of others for
the love of money. It looks, though,
as if you had cut that out some. Keep
it up. As an humble instrument of
bringing you to your senses in doing
a good deed, I'm half inclined to re
form myself. Good-by."
And Tip Farrell swung jauntily
down the street, and went out of the
life of the charming young bride, who
never knew what a spoiled wedding
cake had done for her.
' V' SUE SUCCEEDS
By Roswell Connor
For many years he went with Sue
And she to him had been most true.
To her he never would propose,
The reason why the goodness knows.
Through shady lanes they ofttimes
walked,
But of matrimony he never talked.
On crops and weather he talked quite
well,
Of his ambitions to Sue he'd tell.
He would never say, will you be
mine?
By word of mouth or other sign.
He called on her most constantly,
No other girl he seemed to see.
As years rolled on poor Sue grew
older,
John he aged but seemed no bolder.
My gracious, what could that poor
girl do?
No other chap she scarcely knew.
At last she thought of a splendid plan,
She flirted with the hired man.
John no sooner heard of it.
With jealousy he he had a fit
He did not wait another hour,
He found Sue in a summer bower.
He said: "Dear Sue, to save my life r.
Tomorrow youmust be my wife." V
And now they both live happily,
Their family grows quite rapidly.
Today he. is a marriage fan,
Due, no doubt, to Sue's bright plan, x
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A WOMAN WHO WON HER WAY
Florence
It took Miss Florence King less
than 20 years to raise her income
from $1.50 a week to $10,000 a year.
She practices law in Chicago, one of
the few women patent attorneys in
the United States, -
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