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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 12, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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AN ODD WOOING
By Isabel May Griffiths
I shall seek an early grave!" declared-
Ward Lyndon in a sepulcheral
tone. --.
"You will do nothing of the sort!"
dissented briglnvpretty Grace Lever
ing. "You won't have me what is the
use of living?"
"To find out by experience that one
may tomorrow be sorry of the deci
sion of today. Now, Mr. Lyndon "
"You mean Ward."
"In my heart, yes, Ward, for I value
your friendship greatly. I feel proud
and happy .to have your escort, but
there must be no more of this fool
ishness." Her sweet lips pronounced the
words unwillingly, her gentle eyes
bore a wistful expression, despite
herself. Any girl might be proud of
the attentions of Ward Lyndon. He
was handsome, rich and "square."
To him all women were angels, and
Grace the chief of them all. There
was scarcely a wish of his spoiled
father and mother had not gratified,
and now to be disappointed in the
dearest desire of his life was a shock
that distracted him.
Everybody called Lyndon "a good
fellow," old and young, and an aunt
recently deceased and leaving Lyn
don a fortune of $50,000 had caught
the genial enthusiasm. Lyndon pro
ceeded to demonstrate his generous
instincts at once. He became an idler.
There was plenty of money why
work? His capital was well invested
to all seeming. He had no bad habits
but he made no profitable use of his
time.
Then he fell in love with Grace,
who played the church organ and
gave music lessons. It was "head
over heels" with him, and a rash,
speedy proposal was inevitable. And
now, gentle, kindly, she had told him
that it could not be.
"I hope to gee you a grand, good
man," she said at parting at the hall
where she was to meet a coterie of
fellow woman workers in a local phil
anthropic field. "With your pros
pects you can become so useful, a
leader "
"Suppose I do?" interrupted Lyn
don, eagerly. "Would that make a
difference?"
She evaded the question and he
rioted that she flushed slightly. He
took heart of hope. Almost gayly he
bade her good-by.
"I'd become a missionary to the
A Great Idea Came Into His Head
Peejee islands tO'Win her!" he told
himself, as he went his way. "I see
what's the matter with Grace. She
thinks I have no interest in life. I'll
show her! She'd like to see me doing
good, like her lovely self. I'll try
her that way."
Lyndon gave up an engagement to
drive down to a summer resort that
evening. He went out on the street
and came near getting a bad reputa
tion escorting home a drunken man
to his family. A poor family had been
burned out. He helped them find and
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