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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 17, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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paused and quickly returned to the
house.
"A cut a snub!" rather bitterly
soliloquized Vance. "All right; fa
ther said she was a fair-weather
friend."
His face grew brighter as he looked
toward the home of Kitty Darling.
She was a sweet, kittenish piece of
humanity. She came bounding out
to the rustic gate, piquant and eager.
His heart warmed toward her.
"Oh, dea'r Mr. Vance," she prattled.
"I have cried half the night over the
great misfortune of your poverty that
has come to you. But I shall always
be your friend, for it was you who
introduced me to dear Aleck Wayne,
and we became engaged last night"
"Uh!" almost growled Dale, as he
went his way. "I don't seemed to
have impressed ladies as I fancied. As
to Helena Wayne," and he glanced
at the great show place of Wareham,
"of course I am clear out of her set
now."
The Waynes, as he knew, were out
of town, but when they heard of the
Dale descent in the social scale of
course they would join the selfish
time-serving majority. Vance felt
pretty bitter as he thought of all his
trio of charmers. He had aspired
most to stately, but Warm-hearted
Helena.
"I must put her out of my mind,"
he ruminated, although he thought
of her in a solace.
The peerless Helena floated in im
agery before him all that day. It
was a strenuous one. He came home
at night with blistered hands and
lame and strained muscles, but, oh,
how he ate and slept! His soul woke
as he learned early next morning
that the Waynes had returned. His
heart gave a great bound as at quit
ting time that afternoon he threw
aside his ax. His hands were a sight,
raw and bruised, a log had rolled
over his foot and he was quite lame.
Just as he gained the road an auto
mobile whizzed up. Helena Wayne
was driving the machine.
"For you!" she cried in happy, al
most jolly tones, pointing to the lux
uriously cushioned rear seat. "Shall I
betray my real interest in a good
friend and confess that I drove out in
the hopes of giving you a lift, for I
have heard terrible stories of your
martyrdom," and she glanced pity
ingly at the scratched, swollen hands.
He wondered, as she drove to the
postoffice, if she was not just show
ing the people of the town that she
was not a bit ashamed, of acquain
tanceship with a man wearing a
hickory shirt and earning his bread
by the sweat of his brow.
The removal from the big house
to the little one had been effected. It
was wonderful how accommodating
ly the harmonious three accepted
the vast "change in their fortunes,"
Mrs. Dale smiled quietly, her hus
band went serenely about, chuckling
to himself. Vance called everything
snug and comfortable.
And, lo and behold! just as. dusk
set in Helena, who had so accommo-
Ldatingly and proudly driven Vance
home, appeared with her father. Evi
dently the interested maiden had ad
vised Mr. Wayne of the frightful con
dition of the hands of the novice ax
man, and her father, at one time a
doctor, had brought a lotion that
would give the sufferer ease.
"They're true blue," observed Mr.
Dale, after the Waynes had gone,
and a great glow of comfort settled
down in the heart of the longing
Vance.
It diffused still more intensely as,
the second day after that, Miss
Wayne appeared at the old pasture
lot armed with easel and artist outfit
"I want to make a sketch of the
old timber before-you devastate the
landscape," she explained to Vance,
and he found for Irer a comfortable,
shaded spot and did little tree chop
ping that morning.
There was a gloomy day or two
for the woodchopper. Then sunshine
and happiness: were his lot again, for
Miss Wayne appeared, intent on an-
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