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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 07, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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eternal fidelity, was amazed to find
Nellie in tears.
"Go on and marry her, then," she
sobbed. "I always knew you didn't
care anything for me."
. "But, dearest," protested Ned,
x , "this isn't right. I came to tell you
that I love you and want you."
"Yes, you can say that well
enough," wept Nellie. "lm not go-
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and marry her and' be happy with
her."
"Nellie, won't you listen to rea
son?" pleaded the young man.
"I am reasonable," retorted Nel
lie.,. "Why should your uncle haye
put such an absurd provision into his
will unless he knew that you and that
Burt woman cared for each other?"
"Because he wasa mean old cur
, mudgeon," shouted Ned, at last be-
ginning to grow angry. "Because he
knew I hated the woman and wanted
to have his revenge on me in death.
That's why." .
His anger calmed Nellie a little; it
. showed her that at least she had the
power to awaken some emotion in
him, even if it was not love.
"I want you to marry her, Ned,"
she sobbed. "Then I'll wait for you
all my life. Maybe she'll die some
. day. She can't live to be more than-
90, and then you'll be 70 and I shall
be 627T
Ned patted her cheek indulgently.
"Dear, you are going to marry me,
and you are going to do it soon," he
said. "F-m going to get the license
tomorrow."
"Ned!" she cried. "It is absurd to
talk in that way."
Tm going to," answered Ned.
"What are you going to wear for go-
ing away ui, neuie:
Pp' "Blue," sobbed Nellie,, sinking into
ner lover s arms.
Ned broke the news to Miss Lu
cinda that evening, and whatever
hopes of matrimony he may have
shattered, at least she took the news
philosophically.
"Humph, it's what I might have
expected of you !" she muttered. "Mr.
Jabez has provided for me."
"I hope you wont be in a hurry to
leaver Miss Burt," said Ned politely.
"I'll go when I get ready," she
snapped.
"Not till you've let my wife taste
one of your apple pies," protested
Khe young man.
"You thmk rm a fool sitting on the
Blarney Stone, I suppose," answered
Miss Lucinda.
She disappeared two days later,
but Ned did not care, Jf or that was his
wedding day, and his wife, radiant in
blue, was in the Pullman with him
about the time that Miss Lucinda
was packing her trunks.
They came back two -weeks later,
more in love with each other than
ever before, and settled down to the
problem of housekeeping. The ex
chequer had been exhausted by the
trip. Still, love can make money
stretch a long way, in spite of the
statements of cynics. But just when
thingswere really looking black, Ned
was.-surprised to receive a communi
cation from the lawyer, inviting him
and his wife to call.
Seated in the office, scowling, was
Miss Lucinda Burt. Ned shook hands
with her and presented Nellie. Miss
Lucinda bowed as one might look
for a steel needle to bow.
"Sit down, Mr. Lewis," said the
lawyer cordially. "Mrs. Lewis, pray
talte this chair. Jt s now my duty
to read to you the remaining clause
of your uncle's will. They amount,
in brief, to this: Three calendar
months after the testator's death the
funds' which he willed, and has do
nated to the Home for Incurable
Horses, are withdrawn from the
trustees. Your uncle felt that with
the extension of the good work ef
the Society for Prevention of Cruelty
to Animals, the need for this organ
ization lapses. Consequently, the
funds return into your uncle's lega
cies. Half of these are to go to Miss
Lucinda Burt. The remainder, not
being willed to anybody, go to your-

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